Date: Sat, 13 Aug 2005 01:30:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rebel <rebel7772005@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jeff and Billy - Chapter 1

Jeff and Billy
Prequel to `Micah and His Son'
By Rebel

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes involving an adult and
two young males.  If material of this nature offends you then you should
not read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in
most states you are not allowed to read this story by law.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's living
or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way
intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it
has been posted, without the consent of the author.

Thank you all very much for the encouragement.  I really appreciate
everyone who has kept after me to continue writing.  I DO answer all
emails.  Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to
Rebel7772005@yahoo.com.

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Author's Note: I have written this story as a direct response to several
readers who wrote after reading my story "Micah and His Son" posted at the
end of May in the Adult/Youth section.  They wanted to know more about the
son Jeff and his little friend Billy as was mentioned in that story.  I
hope everyone enjoys this story.

Chapter 1

"I love you dad," I said as I let my daddy's sloppy, spent cock slip from
my mouth and flop back to his flat stomach.  I scooted up from where I was
between his legs so I could snuggle in close to him and get ready to go to
sleep.

"I know you do sport," dad said back to me with a glint in his eye.  "Here,
let me clean you up," and he stuck his tongue out and slurped up the
dribbles that had escaped my mouth during his massive cumshot.  After he
finished cleaning around my mouth and chin, I slipped down into his
embrace.  "You keep showing me every night how much you love me, and
sometimes in the morning too," he chuckled and I could feel his chest and
belly move.  "Do you remember when the first time was that you showed me
how much you loved me?" he asked.  I had to think hard on that one, trying
to remember.  I must have scrunched my face up trying hard to remember,
cause he said, "Well, is it that hard to remember?"

"No daddy, but since we've always slept together, I'm just not sure if
you're asking about the first time I made you shoot your stuff, or the
first time that I sucked on your cock," I answered, trying to find the
answer.

He chuckled at that and said, "No, I mean the very first time that you did
anything with me like this.  Do you remember that time?"

"Well of course daddy, that was when you were giving me a bath and reached
over me to get the shampoo and I pulled you into the tub with me," and I
laughed remembering how surprised he was and the look on his face.

"That's right, baby boy, and when was that?" he asked.

"Well... it was just before I started school, I `member cause you were
giving me a bath for school the next day and I didn't want to have one, so
I pulled you into the bathtub with me," and I laughed more.

"So, how old were you then?"

"I was six, daddy, you `member," I told him getting kinda pissed at him
cause he'd forgotten.

"And how old are you now?" he asked.  I looked up at him and wondered if
he'd forgotten everything.

"I'm nine daddy -- don't you remember?" I asked, starting to get a little
worried.

"Of course I remember sport; I was just asking if you did."  I saw the
laughter in his eyes and knew that he was just playing games with me.
"Yeah, you used to make so much commotion in the tub while I was trying to
give you a bath, I had long since decided that I'd better not wear too many
clothes in the bathroom with you, they'd be soaked by the time we were
done.  I was only wearing my underwear and you grabbed my arm when I
reached for the shampoo," he said as I was remembering that first time too.

"Yeah, and cause it was slickery, you slipped and fell into the tub with me
and got them wet.  And when you got up, you were kinda hard and I could see
everything cause the cloth got wet and kinda see-through," I said into his
chest.

"Yes, and you, you little monkey, reached up and grabbed hold of it and
asked me why it was hard," he said as he pulled me in closer.  I looked up
into his eyes and saw nothing but love.  "And I wouldn't tell you anything
about it for the longest time, but you kept at me, and then I woke up that
one night and you had you hand inside my undies and playing with it.  Do
you remember Jeff?"

"Unh-huh," I murmured into his chest.  "It was fun and now we do it all the
time."  Then I got a bad thought and raised my head to look at him.  "You
like it don'tcha daddy?"  I asked, worried that he didn't wanna play with
me anymore.

"Yes baby, I like it.  In fact, I love it -- just like I love you," he
answered.  Satisfied with his answer, I snuggled back in to his warm hug
and was soon asleep.


I kinda heard dad's alarm go off, but I knew that he'd get up and get ready
for work before he came back and swatted my butt to get me up, so I
snuggled back down into the warm comforter and went back to sleep.  It
wasn't but two seconds later that I felt a sharp slap on my butt and I
whipped over to see dad smiling over me.

"Okay sport, time to crawl outta there," he said as he was putting on his
tie.  "C'mon Jeff; I know you hate mornings, but I can't be late today, so
you hafta get moving," and he dove under the covers and started tickling.
I hate that way of waking up, but it DOES get me moving as I shot out of
bed to escape his moving fingers.  I gave him a dirty look which only
earned me a laugh from him, and stomped off into the bathroom.

After I was dressed, I went to the kitchen and found my place already set
with Cheerios and milk, and a glass of orange juice.  I slumped into my
chair, still not awake enough to do more than pour milk on my cereal.
"Well, what are your plans for today, little man?" dad asked when I had a
mouthful of Cheerios.

I swallowed before I tried to answer him cause I knew he didn't like me to
talk with my mouth full.  "I gotta go over to Emma's, `member?" I told him
even though I knew I was too old for a babysitter.  "You make me."

"I know sport, you think you're old enough to be home alone, but the law
says that you can't be home by yourself until you're 12, so I don't have
any choice either," he said.  I knew the old story, but that didn't mean
that I had to like it.  "Besides, didn't you say you made a new friend over
there this week?" he asked.

"Yeah, he's kinda neat.  They just moved here and Billy has to stay there
too while his mom is working.  We found some really neat places to play
hide-n-seek over there, especially in the basement," I told him between
mouthfuls.

"It sounds like maybe you and him can really be good friends.  Didn't you
say that he was younger though?  Maybe you can help him when school starts;
that way he won't feel so bad about being the new kid."  I'd never thought
about that.  Yeah, maybe Billy can be my little brother -- I hate being
alone.

"Yeah, he's seven, but he's really neat.  Miss Emma says that me and him
are just alike," but then I thought better of going any further -- dad knew
that I'd been in trouble a few times and I didn't want him getting any
ideas.  I did notice that he raised an eyebrow when I said that, and now he
was smiling at me.

"Well, that's great Jeff, now maybe you'll quit bitchin' so much about
having to be at Emma's all the time," dad replied.  "And who knows, maybe
we can invite him and his parents over for a cookout sometime."

"There's only his mom," I told him as I put my dish and glass in the sink,
"Billy doesn't know where his dad is."  Dad looked at me kinda strange then
but he didn't say anything, just got up, and put his plate in the sink too.
We finished getting ready and headed out the front door.  I gave him a hug
and a kiss at the driveway.  "I love you daddy," I told him as I headed off
across the street to Emma's apartment house and he got in his truck to go
to work.


As I walked in the front door, I saw that two of the other kids were
already there, and one of them was Billy.  I dropped my backpack by the
door and took off my shoes like we were s'pose to before we walked on the
carpet.  I went over to where Billy was already playing a game on the
Nintendo, and as I got there, he handed me the other controller and smiled.
"I was waitin' for ya," he said as I sat down cross-legged like he was so I
could beat his ass again today.

I noticed that he had loaded up `NASCAR Racer', so I said, "Oh, you didn't
get beat enough yesterday huh, you came back for more," chuckling as I made
sure all of the buttons worked.

"Well, the only way I'm gonna get better is to play better kids, right,"
and he gave me one of his toothy grins that made his blue eyes dance.  We
started to play and I could already see that he had picked up some tricks
from me yesterday.  We kept playing as more of the usual kids arrived, but
they knew to not bother us or they'd get pounded.  After about an hour, and
I'd beat him three games to one, we were getting bored and decided to go
outside and play in the yard.

"Miss Emma, we're gonna go outside and play hide-n-seek, okay," I told the
nice lady that runs the day care from her home.

"Sure thing boys, just remember that you're not to go outside the fence,"
she reminded us.

"We know, we'll just be around the swings and stuff, and maybe in the
basement laundry room," I told her as we got our shoes back on.

"Ok, just be careful and don't go far, lunch will be ready in a couple of
hours," she told us as we headed out the door and scrambled up the tree to
the tree house.  We loved playin' in the tree house cause most of the
little kids couldn't climb up the boards nailed to the tree, and that was
the only way up.  Emma told me that her sons had built the tree house when
they were home, but now they have kids of their own and have moved away.

"Whatcha wanna do now Billy?" I asked as we seated ourselves by the window
on the little bench that was built there.

He got this funny shy look on his face and looked at me through his blond
bangs when he asked, "Can we play with our thingies again like yesterday?"
Then he got red faced and looked away.

"Sure, if you wanna," I told him, "It's fun.  How did you learn about this
anyway Billy?"

"Oh, one of mom's old boyfriends showed me how, but that was before we
moved," he said kinda sad like.  "I really liked it, and we were having a
lot of fun, but mommy came home from work early one day when she got sick
and saw us playing.  That's why we moved, and she doesn't see Joe anymore."

"Oh," I responded as I was pulling down my zipper and opening my pants.  I
saw that he already had his pants pulled down and his little dickie was
sticking straight out.  I slid my pants and undies down over my butt, and
reached out and took his dick in my hand.  He didn't have any skin on top
like I did, but he was almost as long as I was.  I felt around his cock for
a while, then slipped my hand further down to his tight little ballsac and
felt his nuggets, causing him to moan.  "Have you done anything more than
just play with it Billy?" I asked, hoping that maybe he'd done more like my
daddy and me.  He didn't say anything, but he sat back down on the bench
and just slurped his tongue out and licked the end of my cock.

"Oh yeah, you have," I said as I felt his warm mouth wrap around the
skin-covered head of my dick and start to massage it with his tongue.
After a minute or so, I could feel him progress down further onto the
shaft, and when I looked down, I saw that he was all the way down to the
base of my tummy.  He moved his head back and forth a little and I felt his
hands creep around on my butt and pull me in tight.  "Oohhh gaawwdd," I
moaned as I felt his tongue all over the inside of his mouth, really
working me over good.  I pushed him back a little so my dick came out of
that warm mouth and said, "Let's lay down so I can do you too."

He looked up at me with his big blue eyes and said, "You'd do that for me?
Nobody's ever done it for me before.  Usually I just hadta do it for Joe.
Yours is better though -- I can get it all in my mouth at once.  But you
got that extra skin on top; Joe never had that.  It kinda tickles when I
suck on it," and giggled.  I led him off the bench and we lay down side by
side so we could get each other in our mouths.  It only took a second, and
Billy had sucked me all the way back inside his hot mouth.  I had done it
with dad lots, so I knew I could do him ok.  I licked around the outside
the his cute little top for a few seconds, but I wanted to make it feel as
good for him as he was doing for me, so I sucked him all the way into my
mouth too.

"Oooohhhhhhh," he moaned around my dick in his mouth, so I knew he liked
what I was doing.  In fact, he liked it so much that it was only about
three more strokes in and out of my mouth and I felt him get tense all over
and his little cock jerked and spasmed in my mouth.  I knew that it really
felt great when my dad kept going on me, so I was determined to keep going
on Billy.  He tried reaching down to my head and maybe getting me off of
him, but because I was taller, he couldn't quite reach and I kept a tight
hold on his ass cheeks, pulling him in more solidly to me.  I saw his
little nutsac just ahead of my mouth, so I opened a little wider and sucked
his entire package into my mouth.  "Eeeeeiiiiiiioooooowwwwww," he squealed,
and I felt his cock start all over spasming again in my mouth.  As his body
went rigid and his cock throbbed, hard as nails, I kept my tongue moving as
fast as I could all over everywhere I could reach -- his cock, his balls,
his sack -- everywhere.

After having experienced orgasms twice in rapid succession, he literally
threw himself away from me on the floor of the tree house to escape.  As he
lay there panting wildly, I rose up on an elbow and just grinned at him.
It seemed like hours before his breathing returned to something near normal
and he opened his eyes and looked over at me.  "Where...where did you ever
learn how to do that?" he finally managed to gasp out.

`Oh shit!' I thought, `I can't tell him about daddy, I promised never to
tell!'  "Just from a couple of friends of mine," I told him, which wasn't
completely a lie.  "I been playing around with guys for a while now, but I
never thought about doing anything with you until the other day when you
asked me.  You really surprised me," I told him.

"I really missed doing things with Joe, and when mom set it up for me to
come here while she's workin', I didn't think I'd meet anybody who would do
it," he explained.  "Then I saw you and I really, really wanted to do it,
but I was scared you'd hate me, so I didn't say nothin' until last week
when we were wrestling in the laundry room, and I felt you get hard."

"Yeah, when it happened, I knew you felt it, but when you pulled away from
me, I just knew that you'd hate me," I told him.  "You really surprised me
when you put your hand on it; I thought I was gonna die, it felt so good."

"Yeah, but today, just now, is the best ever," he responded with kind of a
dreamy expression on his face.  "Jeff, uuhhh... can I ...uuhhh... ask you
sumpin'?"

"Sure, ask me whatever," I told him and kinda chuckled cause I thought he
was joking.

Then his face got all serious lookin' and he said, "Have you done more
stuff with your friends?"

Wow, that caught me off guard.  "Uuhhh...yeah, I have.  Have you done more
stuff too?"  I watched as he slowly started nodding his head and looking
straight into my eyes.  He looked so sweet just lying there, so I pulled
myself up a little more, swung around a bit, and came closer to his sweet
face.  His eyes never left mine as I got closer, and I couldn't seem to
stop myself.  I leaned in close and hoped he wouldn't push me away.  As our
lips lightly touched for the first time, I felt a spark between us and drew
back just a bit.  He brought his hand to the back of my head, pulled me in
close, and mashed his lips into mine.

His lips were so soft, and he felt so warm, I started to open my mouth like
daddy taught me.  At first, Billy didn't know what to do but he just
followed me and soon I had my tongue inside his mouth and he was pulling my
head harder into his.  Then as I retracted my tongue, he got the idea and
poked his tongue into my mouth.  I swung my leg up over his and I felt our
bare cocks touch.  It felt so warm next to my hot skin, I just started
pushing into him, and he started pushing back.  Since I was already real
horny from bringing him off a couple of times, it sure didn't take me too
long before I started feeling the tingle start.  A few more thrusts hard
into him and I was there!  "Oh, oh, oh," I chanted into his face as I
grabbed onto him tight and just held on.

Billy grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me hard into him as he too had
another orgasm under me.  My head was spinning and I felt on top of the
world with my new friend.  We just held each other close and enjoyed each
other's bodies.  We were still laying there when we heard, "Lunch is ready!
C'mon everyone," and then the back door slammed.

We both looked at each other and started giggling.  I rolled off of him and
sat up, pulling at my pants.  We both got ourselves put back together and
climbed down from the tree house.


We got busy doing other stuff in the afternoon, and then Billy's mom
stopped by and picked him up.  I told her what my daddy said about a
cookout, and she thanked me and said that she would have to come over and
meet my daddy and maybe we could set it up.  Billy grinned at me as he got
his shoes back on and left, and I knew that we'd be doin' it a lot more.  I
looked outside and saw my daddy's truck pull into our driveway, so I got my
shoes on, told Miss Emma that I'd see her tomorrow, and ran over to see my
daddy.  I couldn't wait to tell him all about Billy.

"Daddy, daddy," I was yelling as I ran across the street to jump into his
open arms.  I hugged him tight around the neck as he spun around, swinging
me by my arms like I liked him to do.  I gave him a big kiss and slipped my
tongue inside for a second.  He set me back down and I had to let go.

"Whoa buddy, slow down; what got you goin' so much this afternoon?" he
asked and all I could do was giggle and turn red.

"Billy," I whispered as I took his hand and pulled him along to get him to
hurry up and open the door.  After we got inside, I turned back around and
held my arms up for him to pick me up again.  He set his keys down on the
table and lifted me back into his arms.  I wasted no time in getting his
tongue into my mouth and pulling on his shirtfront to get it open.  I slid
my hands inside and found his nipples, and heard him groan as I pinched
them as he liked me to do.

All of a sudden, I felt myself flying through the air.  I looked down just
as I landed on his big bed.  Wow, dad had walked us all the way to the
bedroom and I didn't even notice.  "Slow down sport, at least let me get
out of this monkey suit," he said as he started undoing his tie.  "Did you
and Billy do something today while you were at Emma's?" he asked and I
could only nod my head while I was getting my own pants off.  I had already
pulled my shirt over my head, but I was having trouble getting my pants
down -- my undies were all bunched up in them too.  Finally, I did slow
down, sorted out the undies, and then pulled everything down and kicked
them off.  Daddy had his shirt off and was crawling up between my legs.  I
threw my head back onto the spread as I felt his warm wet mouth take all of
my package in his mouth just like I had done to Billy.

After only a couple of hard sucks by my daddy, I grabbed his head and held
on tight as my body shuddered and spasmed in the best orgasm I'd had all
day.  I saw stars and again felt like I was floating on a cloud.  I don't
know how long I was like that, but as I was coming back down to Earth, I
could feel that daddy still had my cock in his mouth.  He wasn't doing
anything to me, just holding me tight, but it was enough.  "Wow dad, that
was the bestest," I sighed out at him.  He pulled off of me then and gently
licked up the spit that had dribbled on my belly.

"Ok sport, you wanna tell me what this is all about?" he said with this
kinda lost look on his face.

"Yeah, it was great daddy, Billy and me played some yesterday and the day
before, but today was the best yet," I started.  "Hey... wait a minute; you
haven't shot your stuff yet."

"That's ok buddy, I'm good for now.  Besides, I need to grab a quick shower
and we're gonna go over to Steve and Bill's for dinner and hot tub tonight,
remember," he reminded me as he stripped out of the rest of his clothes.
"Why don't you go change your clothes... uuhhh... well, maybe just get
dressed in some nicer clothes and then you can tell me all about it on the
drive over.  That work for you sport?"

"Uunhh-huh," I said and scrambled off the bed and ran to my room to get
dressed.  I liked going over to Steve and Bill's; they had a really neat
hot tub that we can all get in and two dogs that are really fun to play
with.  Bill always cooks up these great hamburgers for us on the grill;
he's a really good cook.  Since I knew we were gonna be in the hot tub, I
decided not to wear any undies and just grabbed a clean pair of Levi's out
of the drawer.  I had to jump up to get one of my button up shirts off of
the hanger, but daddy said to look nice, so I knew he'd want me to wear
one.  I finished dressing and then remembered that my shoes were back in
dad's room.

As I was walking in, dad was just coming out of the shower and getting
ready to shave, so I sat on his bed and put on my shoes.  It didn't take
him long, and he was finding clothes and getting dressed, and I saw that he
didn't wear any undies either.  I was hoping that maybe this time we could
do something with Steve and Bill, cause always before dad told me not to
say anything to them about us cause they might not understand.  He reached
for his smell good stuff, so I jumped off of the bed and held my face up
for him to give me some too.

"Hehehe, my little man thinks he needs some aftershave huh," daddy giggled,
but he also slapped his hands on my cheeks with the stuff, and now I
smelled just as good as he did.  "You ready sport?" he asked me and I just
nodded my head, "Well then, what are we waiting for?"  We walked back
through the house, daddy grabbed his keys from the table, and we got into
the truck and started for Steve and Bill's house.


When we got there, Steve came to the door and Lucky and Duke were right
there too.  Lucky, the big yellow lab, came bounding out and wanted to play
chase the ball on the quiet cul-de-sac they lived on.  I threw the tennis
ball he had in his mouth and both dogs went off at a dead run, Duke, the
old beagle, barking like crazy after the ball.  I stayed outside with the
dogs for awhile and dad went inside.  After throwing the ball a few times,
I could see that the beagle was getting tired.  Steve had told me that he
was like 12 years old, which is really old for a dog, and I figured that
I'd better take them around back to the fenced back yard and let them rest.

They had a great yard to play in.  Because it was on the back end of the
dead end road, their yard was a lot bigger in back than it was up front.
There were trees all around and no neighbors could see in because of them,
and the high fence all around.  They had a neat fountain and a waterfall
they had built into the hillside, and the water came down the hill and
ended in a big pool with another fountain.  The dogs immediately ran over
to get themselves a drink while I looked around and saw Bill out at the
grill cooking.  About that time, dad and Steve came down the back steps
with some drinks, soda for me and drinks for them.

We all sat around the deck and the adults talked while I played with the
dogs.  They had a nice set up back here with plenty of privacy and lots of
room.  Even though it was getting later, that's one of the best things
about being in Anchorage in the summer time -- it doesn't get dark early.
The sun was still shining and made the water in the outdoor hot tub glisten
and look really inviting.  "How long until we eat?" I asked.

Bill answered with, "Probably about a half hour or so," looking up from the
grill and grinning at me.  "And yes Jeff, you can go ahead and jump in," he
told me, knowing why I was asking.  I started stripping right there, and
since I'd been here before, I knew that no one would mind me getting naked,
and no one else could see in the back yard.  Since I only had a shirt,
Levis, and sandals on, it didn't take long and I was easing myself down
into the bubbling, hot water.  I quickly moved over to my `special place'
where one of the jets was in just the right place to hit me square in the
peter, and if I moved up a little bit, I could aim another one directly at
my bumhole.

`Aahhhh, that really feels good,' I thought as I got hard as a rock and
moved around a little on the plastic seat.  I wasn't tall enough to throw
my arms over the edge like the adults do, but I had found from before that
if I squatted on my ankles on the seat, then I was tall enough, and that
lined up both jets so that they were hitting me both front and back.  I
closed my eyes and started remembering what it had felt like when Billy had
his mouth on my dickie this morning.  The jets of water and air being
directed directly at me felt almost the same and I could feel the tingly
feeling starting in my balls.  It didn't take very long before I had an
orgasm.  "Ooohhhhhhh," I softly purred as it felt so good.  I felt a strong
hand on my shoulder, and I opened my eyes and saw the smiling face of Steve
leaning over and he was holding he up out of the water.

"Easy there buddy, you don't wanna drown right after it felt so good do
you?"  I looked around and saw Bill still at the grill and dad sitting in
the lawn chair, but everyone was grinning over at me.  My face must have
gone beet red, cause Steve leaned down and whispered, "Just as long as you
enjoyed yourself.  You ok now?"  And I nodded my head as I straightened my
legs and sat back down.  He walked back over and sat down, and the three of
them went on talking as if nothing had happened.  `These guys are really
neat,' I thought as I sat there.

We had dinner after that.  Bill is an awesome cook.  The ribs and the
chicken that he cooked were tangy, and tasted both sweet and sour at the
same time.  He'd also made up a lot of other stuff and hauled out from the
bottom of the grill corn-on-the-cob that was wrapped in foil.  I always
liked coming over here, and I know that dad did too.  We'd talk later and
he would tell me about having sex with them, but Steve was more fun than
Bill.  I just wish that I could play around too, but dad always said that
we had to keep quiet about him and me doing anything so there wouldn't be
any trouble.  `Oh well, maybe someday,' I thought as the night went on.

Later, I must have fallen asleep on a chaise lounge (I sometimes do after a
good dinner), but the next thing I new, daddy was picking me up and we were
headed to the gate in the fence.  I wanted to say goodbye, so I squirmed
away from him and in doing so could feel that his hair was wet.  I figured
out that they were all in the hot tub while I was sleeping, and I'm sure
they had sex.  `Damn, I slept through it,' I kicked myself as I petted the
dogs goodbye and gave both Bill and Steve big hugs for having us over.  I
could feel that I made Steve about half hard as I hugged him, but Bill
stayed a little farther away from me, so I couldn't tell about him.

We drove home and I must have fallen asleep again cause the next thing I
remember was dad lifting me out of his truck and walking into the bedroom.
I don't even remember undressing, so I must have fallen asleep before that.


I heard daddy's alarm clock go off and I burrowed deeper under the covers
for a few more minutes sleep.  We didn't have a lot of time to talk about
what happened the night before, but I made daddy promise to tell me
everything tonight when he got back home.  As I was walking across the
street to Miss Emma's I suddenly remembered, "Oh daddy, can I invite my new
friend Billy over for a sleepover tonight?  It is Friday, and you don't
have to work tomorrow."

"Sure buddy," he answered, "Ask his mom when she comes to get him, and then
see if they both can come over here when I get home.  We can meet and she
can see that Billy will be safe here."  I gave him another big hug and a
kiss on the cheek, and then I ran across the street to go find Billy.

Our day started off as usual, but Billy and I kept looking at each other
and grinning from ear to ear cause we knew that sometime we'd find a place
to be together again.  But about 10 o'clock, Misty, one of the other kids
at the day care, fell off of the swings, and broke her arm.  She was crying
and crying, gosh, girls are such babies, and Miss Emma called her mommy at
work and called 911 to get an ambulance to come.  We got to watch it all as
a police car and a big red and white ambulance truck came.  There were a
lots of guys there all asking questions and trying to fix her, but they
finally put her on a bed with wheels, put her in the ambulance, and drove
off... but they didn't use the siren this time, which I thought was really
dumb.  If it would have been me, I'd have made them use the siren.

After that, we had lunch and then nap time.  Billy and me had started to
share my blankie and we were lying there and sometimes would feel each
other and we were always hard.  We didn't do that a lot, only when nobody
was close to us cause we didn't want to get caught.  Later on, we went
outside to play and started playing hide-n-seek with the other kids.  We
knew that we could hide where nobody would find us, so we went downstairs
to the laundry room, which was empty.

We watched real careful like to make sure that no one saw where we went.
We snuck around one of the big dryers and went through the hole in the wall
that we'd discovered last week.  We pulled the little door closed behind us
that I guess somebody had put there so they could work on the pipes and
things.  We crawled a little further along and finally came to the hallway
down there.  There was a lot of little cages built down there that had
locks on them and were full of old junk like lamps and boxes and suitcases
and stuff.  I had found that the very end one didn't have a lock on it, so
we had explored it before.  It wasn't really full, and we were able to move
some boxes around to build us a little fort behind the boxes and nobody
could see us.  We had found a sleeping bag down there and some old pillows,
so we were able to lay them out on the floor and still have room to move
around.

"Let's take all our clothes off," Billy said after we were inside.

I wasn't to sure at first, but I did want to be naked with him, so I said,
"Ok," and we started undressing and putting out clothes on the boxes.  I
was hard as a rock and I saw that he was too when he pulled his pants down.
He wasn't wearing undies today and giggled when he pulled them off and
threw then on the boxes.  "I won't wear undies anymore either Billy," I
told him since I had to take my FOL's off besides my Levis.  We lay down on
the sleeping bag next to each other and Billy reached over and started
playing with my dick and balls.  It felt good, so I rolled onto my side so
I could play with him too.  We did that for a little while, but as he
pulled closer, I felt his warm body on my bare skin and I wanted more.

I pulled him close to me and rolled him up onto my belly as I lay back and
stretched out underneath him.  He felt so good just lying on top of me, and
he started to hump our dicks together against each other.  As I felt the
tingles start, I reached down to his little butt and played with his cheeks
and down across his hole.  He was kissing my neck and shoulders since he
was shorter and we couldn't reach to kiss on the lips.  I felt his tight
little pucker open and close as he humped into my belly.  I used a trick
that daddy had taught me and wet my fingers in my mouth and then reached
back and opened his cheeks.  It didn't take much pressure, and I had my
finger about halfway inside his hot, tight butt hole.

"Uugghhhh, that feels good Jeff," Billy whispered up at me, so I knew I
wasn't hurting him and started to put another finger inside him.  After I
had worked two fingers up inside of his butt, he was really starting to
hump against me hard.  I just kept increasing the speed and depth, and
after I had been finger fucking him completely, he froze up solid on top of
me and I knew he had gotten the feeling.  I stopped moving my fingers
inside mainly cause he had clamped down so hard, I couldn't move `em, but
also I didn't want to torment him again like I had yesterday.  After what
seemed like forever, he started to relax and slowly rolled off of me and
lay there panting.

"How did you know that I liked something up my butt?" he asked me.  I
wasn't really prepared for that question, and I knew I couldn't say
anything about me and daddy doing things, so I just grinned over at him and
blushed a little.

"Uuhhh...cause I like it too," I finally whispered back to him.  He lay
there quite a while thinking, but I could see by the look on his face that
he wanted to ask me something more.  "You got another question Billy?" I
finally asked him.

"Well... uuhhh... has anybody ever ...uuhhh... ever put their thingies in
there?"

"Yeah.... Sometimes," I quietly told him.  "Have you?"  I asked back.  He
nodded his head but didn't say anything more.  I could tell he'd gone back
to thinking about something.

"Jeff, can I tell you sumpin'?  But you gotta swear to never tell anybody,
ok?"

I could see that he was really worried about it so I told him, "I swear to
never tell anybody, Billy, honest."

"Joe used to do it to me sometimes.  The first time it really, really hurt,
and I cried a lot, but he was really nice and left his thingie inside me
for a while without moving, and it started to feel better.  He just kept it
inside me like forever that first time, and didn't do anything more, like
shoot stuff into me.  But after a few times, it was really feeling good and
I wanted him to do it.  I liked it, and his thingie shooting off inside me
was really neat."  He quit talking and I just watched to see if he was
finished.  I was remembering my first time, and it was about the same way,
only it was a neighbor boy the first times, not a grown man.

Since he wasn't saying anything else, I started.  "Billy, your thingie is
really called your penis.  My daddy made sure that I knew the real names.
Most guys call it your cock or your dick.  And the things hanging down are
called testcles; but most everbody just calls `em balls.  You can call it
dick or cock, I do."  He blushed a little bit and got up on his elbow to
look at me.

"Nobody ever told me that before.  Mommy won't talk about anything like
that; she says it's dirty, and it's just for peeing, but I saw her and Joe
doing stuff one night and when I asked her what they were doing, she got
mad cause I looked and went off to the bathroom and locked the door.  I
didn't know what I'd done and started crying, so Joe took me in his arms
and explained a little bit, and promised to tell me more after mommy went
to work."  He was almost in tears, so I reached over and pulled him close
to me.

"Yeah, mommies don't do too good telling boys things.  My daddy told me a
lot of stuff, and said that girls don't know a lot anyway.  Maybe I can
talk to him and see if he'll tell you stuff too.  Would you like that?" I
asked.

He pulled back away from me and said, "Really?  He would?  That'd be great,
then maybe I can know stuff like you do."  We talked a little bit more, and
then I remembered that I was gonna ask him to come over for a sleepover.  I
told him what I had in mind and what daddy had told me this morning, and he
was sure that his mommy would let him stay over.  We talked a little more
and all the time he had been slowly playing with my dick.  I had never
gotten soft, and what he was doing was really nice.

We weren't talking anymore and Billy was concentrating more on my dick, and
I didn't mind.  He leaned over and took me into his mouth -- almost
completely all at once.  It was starting to feel good when all of a sudden
he stopped.  I opened my eyes and watched as he moved around a little and
swing one leg over me, almost sitting on my belly.  He moved back a little
bit and I felt my dick start to go up inside of his tight, warm hole.  With
his spit, it was slippery and slid on in.  "Aahhhhh," he said when he was
down solid on me, "I've missed that."  I was amazed at how much this little
kid was doing, and how good it felt.

He started to slowly raise himself and drop back down, and I started to
push up into him.  We had some trouble at first, I came out a couple of
times, but he'd grab me and push me right back inside.  I started to push
up hard and really start bucking into him.  Billy seemed to be enjoying
this and I was getting close.  I finally couldn't stand it anymore and
pushed up inside hard and held it there.  Billy bounced a couple more
times, then he got it to and I felt his hole get real tight around my cock.

We slowly eased back down onto the sleeping bag and he stayed sitting on
top of my hard dick.  He finally got tired and lifted up enough to let me
flop out, but I was still kinda hard and popped against my belly.  We both
giggled at that.  We decided that maybe we'd better get dressed and get
back outside before they call the cops or something.  Besides, we were
gonna be together all night tonight, and we could do it again then.


To Be Continued...