Date: Tue, 15 Aug 2006 15:46:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Stretchinit <stretchinit_99@yahoo.com>
Subject: Johnny's Freaky Dick - Part  5

The following is a complete work of fiction and
fantasy.

Any resemblance between the characters in this story
and any real life person is completely coincidental.
The story takes place in the '60s and '70s, back when
there were no computer games or access to porn on the
internet. A time when boys could be boys and were
pretty much innocent to all things sexual, until they
learned about it from friends or perhaps even their
parents.

Disclaimer:

This is gay fiction about two young men who find each
other almost six years after their first sexual
encounter as young boys, with flashbacks to that
momentous weekend. Please don't read it if you're
underage, if this material offends you or if the
subject matter is illegal where you live. This is my
first story, so please feel free to send any comments
or constructive criticism to Alder Canby at
stretchinit_99@yahoo.com. I reply to all well
intentioned email. Please do not copy or distribute
the story without the author's permission. Copyright
2006 Alder Canby.


Part 5

I got in the car and started up the engine for the
ride home. Images of Johnny's Dad opening the glass
door so long ago were bouncing back and forth in my
mind against the conversation I just had with Johnny.
I thought of how he placed my hand on his thigh to
reintroduce me to his dick, and how my fingers
encountered the rim of his head so close to his knee.

The first time I saw Johnny's dick it was easily more
than halfway to his knees soft, and that was when he
was 13. Now he was about a foot and a half taller and
his dick reached to his knee... sitting down...while
trapped in a pair of compression shorts! Johnny's Dad
had been right. He had outgrown him, at least in
length and probably girth, too. Could it be possible?

The word Institute popped into my mind as I pulled out
into the street and headed home. Johnny said someone
at the Institute designed his compression shorts. It
wasn't the first time I heard about the Institute, but
it was the first time I thought about it in a long
time.

As I passed through the last green light in town my
mind raced back to that weekend and focused on the
moment when Johnny's Dad was about to open the glass
doors. I had just gotten out of the pool and was
looking for my towel. Johnny said I must have left it
in the cabana. I looked through the open blinds to see
a towel by the shower door and then realized Johnny's
Mom could have easily seen us having sex in the
shower. When I mentioned the possibility to Johnny, he
was sure his Mom would say something to his Dad. Then
we both looked toward the house and saw his Dad open
the glass doors!

"Hey, boys!" he said.

My knees started shaking. I couldn't help it. At
thirteen, I'd just had my first sexual experience with
this guy's son and I didn't have any idea how he would
react.

"Hi Dad," replied Johnny, cautiously.

He tossed me his towel and I started rubbing myself
dry in a hurry.

"Hi Mr. Hanson," I managed to say.

Johnny's Dad was a big guy, way over six feet tall. He
was wearing a Polo shirt, knee-length khaki Bermudas
and sandals. He had broad shoulders, a muscular chest,
big arms, thick legs...shit, he could crush me with no
effort at all.

"You guys hungry?" he asked.

I looked at Johnny, he looked at me then cracked a
smile and said, "I sure am Dad. Swimming always gives
me an appetite." He nodded at me, urging me to say
something as I wrapped the towel around my waist. His
Dad was walking across the patio toward us.

"Yeah, m-me too." I stuttered.

"Great, I just picked up some big juicy steaks for you
boys," he said as he walked up to me and stuck out his
hand. "You must be Eric."

I reached up to shake his hand and realized from the
smile on his face that he couldn't have spoken to his
wife yet. Still shaken though, I clung to the towel
with my left arm across my waist and replied, "Yes
sir."

"Ah," he said as he shook my hand "no need to be so
formal around here, Eric. Call me Jim."

"Okay, uh...Jim. Thanks," I replied. "You sure have a
great pool here."

"Why thank you, Eric. Is the water cold already?"

"No, why?" I asked.

"Well, you're trembling. Did you get a chill or
something?"

"Oh, he left his towel in the cabana," Johnny
explained. "So I tossed him mine and it was already
kinda wet."

Johnny's Dad sat on the end of the chaise lounge right
next to me and reached out for the ends of my towel.

"Here, let me warm you up a little," he said and
started to pull the towel from around my waist.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Johnny's
eyebrows shoot up. He knew I had a hardon when I got
out of the pool and I could tell he thought I still
had one.

Fortunately, my erection vanished shortly after his
Dad opened the doors. A look of surprise and relief
washed over Johnny's face when the towel fell to my
side exposing my non-inflated Speedos. All of a sudden
I realized that from his perspective it took a good
while to loose a hardon. I grinned at him and he
rolled his eyes. I would have laughed if I wasn't so
nervous.

His Dad flipped the towel up over my head, wrapped it
around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him. I was
standing right between his knees by this time and he
began rubbing my upper arms through the towel. I
casually looked down as he rubbed my arms and noticed
what had to be the biggest mass of dick flesh I'd ever
seen filling out the right leg of his shorts. He
wasn't wearing underware, that's for sure. I could
make out every detail, from the outline of wiggly
veins to the exaggerated rim of his massive glans.

I looked up to see if he noticed me eyeing his dick
and discovered he was looking at my feet. The toes of
my right foot were rubbing the big toe of my left
foot.

"I'll get him a dry one, Dad," Johnny said as he
bounded for the cabana.

"Good idea, son," he replied as he began rubbing my
chest with one hand and my back with the other. "No
need to be embarrassed, Eric. It's easy to get a chill
this time of year."

"I'm fine, really," I explained, not wanting him to
know I had been trembling out of fright.

"I'm sure you are, son," he replied. "Just relax and
we'll get you all warmed up."

"Here, Dad," Johnny said as he handed him the towel
from the cabana. "This one's nice and dry."

"Thanks, son. We'll have to take a jacuzzi after
dinner, won't we? That'll fix him up."

"Yeah, Dad," Johnny replied, smiling. "That'll fix him
up."

Jim pulled the wet towel from around my shoulders and
gently turned me around to face Johnny. He wrapped the
dry towel around me from behind as I looked into
Johnny's eyes for some guidance. His Dad's big hands
smoothed the towel down my arms on either side just as
Johnny's eyebrows went up and his eyes got big as
saucers making fun of my panic. That cracked me up and
I started laughing uncontrollably.

"What's so..."

"He's ticklish, Dad," Johnny interrupted. His hands
rose menacingly. His expression became devilish all of
a sudden and I knew I was being set up.

"Oh?" asked his Dad. And before I knew it both of them
were tickling me.

Jim's big fingers had found my ribs on either side
through the towel and Johnny couldn't resist the
temptation to reach inside the towel and tickle my
stomach. The next thing I knew, we all went tumbling
back onto the chaise. Big Jim was underneath me and
Johnny was wiggling around on top of me constantly
torturing my tummy.

I was writhing in blissful agony, laughing
hysterically. I could hardly catch my breath but
inside I was loving it. Nobody had tickled me in
years.

Suddenly Johnny rolled off me and landed on his back
on the chaise next to us. He was doubled over with
laughter. "Get him, Dad!" he shouted, and continued
laughing like I had never seen him laugh before.

"Stop, stop," I laughed. "You're driving me crazy!"

The towel had worked its way off me by this time and
Johnny's Dad was working his fingers up and down my
ribs like an accordion player. Johnny got up, still
laughing and grabbed my ankles.

"No, not that!" I screamed as Johnny's fingers began
tickling the shit out of my feet.

Johnny's Dad burst out laughing at that point. His
laughter made me bounce up and down on his chest.
Johnny had tears in his eyes from laughing so
hard...and I was a total wreck.

"What's all the ruckus out there?" his Mom suddenly
called out through the kitchen window.

That brought out another howl from Johnny and his Dad.
I was just starting to catch my breath when Johnny
leaned forward between my legs and rested his forearms
on my chest.

"That was fun, Eric." he said with the biggest smile
on his face ever. "Wanna do it again?"

"No." I said between breaths. "I can't take any more."


"Just having a little fun, Marge," Jim hollered toward
the house. "Seems Eric here is a bit on the ticklish
side."

"You can say that again, Dad. Isn't he fun to play
with?"

"Yeah," he replied as Johnny pushed off and stood up
again. His Dad lifted me off his chest, sat up and
stood me by the chaise.

When I turned around I noticed the exact same devilish
expression on his face that Johnny had earlier. He
said to his son, "Reminds me of you, you little
twerp."

In a flash he reached behind me for Johnny's arm and
pulled him right around me. Before he knew it, Johnny
was face down across his Daddy's lap. Jim looked at
me, raised his left eyebrow, bit his lower lip,
hunched his shoulders and pounced on Johnny's ribs
with clawed hands. Johnny started screaming and
laughing like crazy. He wiggled around trying to get
free, but it wasn't going to happen.

The more Johnny wiggled, the more big Jim shifted
around on the end of the chaise. Out of the corner of
my eye I saw something work its way out of his pant
leg. I bent my head slightly and watched as inch after
inch his enormous covered head wiggled its way into
the open.

He had a nippled foreskin like Johnny's and once or
twice as they struggled, the tension from his shorts
rolled the skin back just enough for the shiny,
rounded glans to peek out. I was mesmerized, of
course...until Johnny's knee jabbed the back of my
thigh and almost sent me flying.

"Now it's my turn, Johnny," I shouted as I reached
down and stuck my fingers in his armpits. I probed
around until I found the magic spots and dug in."

"AH!" shouted Johnny between fits of laughter.

"Uncle! Uncle!" he screamed.

I noticed a pair of bare legs beside me and looked up
to see Johnny's Mom standing over us. She had a big
smirk on her face and was looking down with both hands
on her hips.

"Boys will be boys, I guess," she said, exasperated.

"Okay, boys...I guess that's all for now," Jim
laughed. "Guess we got you both warmed up a little,
huh Eric?"

"Guess you did, sir...I mean Jim."

Johnny stopped wiggling long enough to catch his
breath and finally heaved a big sigh.

Johnny's Dad grinned and looked up at his wife. Wow,
he was as handsome as Johnny, I thought...only grown
up. She turned slowly with a big grin on her face and
walked back to the house, satisfied that her charges
were no longer imperiled.

"I'll start the salad," she said.

"Okay, hun," Jim replied. "I'll be there in a minute."

I felt Johnny's arm reach around my legs and draw me
up to his shoulder.  I felt my balls graze his upper
arm through the spandex of my suit. His Dad looked
down and his eyebrows kind of bounced up. I had a
boner again and hadn't realized it in all the
excitement. I blushed big time hoping his wife hadn't
seen me hard but for some reason didn't cover myself.

"That was fun, Eric," said Johnny, blissfully unaware
of my predicament. "You've got to come over more
often."

"Ahem...I think I'd better get those steaks going,"
said Johnny's Dad, avoiding any mention of my hardon.

"Better let me up, Johnny," he said as he lifted
Johnny and stood him up beside me.

He and I happened to glance at Johnny's suit at the
same time. Johnny wasn't hard, but he definitely
wasn't soft either.

"That was great, Dad," Johnny said, brushing his
fingers through his hair, still unawares. "I haven't
had that much fun in a long time."

"I can see that," replied his Dad, looking back and
forth from one swimsuit to the other. "Me either. Now
you boys better get some clothes on. It won't be long
'til dinner."

"Okay, Dad," replied Johnny. "Come on, Eric. Let's get
changed. Dad makes the world's best steaks when he's
this happy."

He grabbed me by the hand and off we went to change in
the cabana.

"See you boys in a little bit," said his Dad as he
watched us walk hand in hand to the cabana. "Don't be
too long now."

"Okay, Dad. We won't"

As we approached the cabana door I turned to see Jim
look down at his dick, shake his head slowly from side
to side and break into a big grin. His hand reached up
and rubbed the back of his neck and I could swear I
heard him say, "Yep, boys will be boys alright."

He stood up and I noticed him pull the hem of his
shorts over the head of his big glans. Guess he got a
little excited, too. The massive bulge running down
his pant leg was clearly fuller than it was before,
and the well defined rim of his glans looked even
bigger than Johnny's. I craned my neck to see more as
Johnny pulled me through the doorway.

"Your Dad's huge, Johnny."

"Yeah, six two, easy," he replied.

I rolled my eyes, and he asked, "What?"

"You know what," I said, placing my hands on my hips.

"Oh, that. Guess I'm just used to it," he said looking
down at my crotch. "Hey, you got another boner, man!"
he said, pointing at my dick. "I swear, you're like a
rabbit in heat."

"Very funny," I replied. "You're not exactly soft, you
know."

He looked down at his bulging swimsuit and shrugged
his shoulder.

"Oh well," he said. "It was worth it, wasn't it?"

I grinned and looked down at the floor. "Yeah, I guess
so."

Suddenly, Johnny wrapped his arms around me and kissed
me on the neck.

"Your the best friend I ever had, Eric."

"You too," I said just before he kissed me on the
lips.

His hands rubbed my butt and my dick, feeling the
warmth of him next to me, got even harder.

"Don't worry so much," he said. "You wanna try
something different?"

"Right now?"

"It'll only take a second," he assured me. "Take your
suit off."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yeah, just hurry before I get hard."

"Well, okay," I said as I lowered the yellow Speedos
to the floor.

"What if your Da..."

"Shhh," he interrupted me as he pulled off his own
trunks. "Come here a second."

I inched closer to him as he raised his dick up with
one hand and bent mine down with the other. He placed
the head of my dick right up to the puckered nipple of
his foreskin and said, "Hold your dick right there."

I reached down and held my dick close to his and he
slowly reached inside his foreskin with both index
fingers and spread it out toward the head of my dick.

"Still want to see what a foreskin feels like?" he
asked as a small gush of precum oozed between his
fingers.

"Yeah," I replied, excitedly.

"Push it in slowly," he said as he stretched it even
wider. "That's it. Wiggle it around a little to get it
slippery."

I rubbed the tip of my dick around in the precum and
slowly slid it into his foreskin. My dick looked
skinny compared to his. As my eyes traveled toward his
pubes I realized how wide his dick was and how flat it
was on top. I was standing a good foot and a half away
from him so I could see every detail as my dick slid
into his soft, slippery foreskin.

"Wow," I uttered. "That feels great."

"Push it in some more," he said as he grabbed the
outside of his foreskin with his thumbs and pulled it
down the shaft about an inch past the rim of my head.

"How does that feel?" he asked.

"Unbelievable. Kinda like your mouth in the pool
awhile ago...only better."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," I said as he pulled his fingers out of his
foreskin and circled the skin with his thumb and
finger just behind my glans.

"Let's see how deep you can go."

"Okay," I said as I watched him grab his shaft with
his other hand to force more skin over his thick head.


He slowly tugged his foreskin down my shaft with the
other hand. I pushed forward and felt the tip of my
head bump into his head inside the warm and slippery
sheath.

"MMMMMM," he moaned. "You're right at my hole."

"Damn," I muttered as he rolled the foreskin closer to
the base of my dick.

"Another inch and I'll have you totally covered."

I looked in his eyes and could see he was totally
fascinated and maybe a little surprised. I felt his
wrist lightly touch my groin and looked down to see my
dick completely covered with his foreskin. Just then
his dick pulsed and another gush of precum washed over
my covered glans.

"Wow," I said as he began pulling his foreskin back up
my shaft. "That feels so good. It's luxurious,
Johnny."

"Do you think you're gonna cum?" he asked.

"If you keep doing that I won't be able to help it," I
replied, feeling his hand force his foreskin back down
my shaft.

"Let's go for it, then." he said as he picked up the
pace and began jacking me off with his foreskin. "I
want you to come inside, okay?"

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM," I moaned as he continued to work his
foreskin up and down my shaft. Within a few seconds I
was ready to blow.

"I want to feel your cum shoot all over my big head,"
he whispered. "Blow me up like a balloon with your
cum, Eric."

That's all it took. I pushed my dick forward and I
felt the tip slightly press into his big peehole.

"Wow," he said. "You're fucking my dick!"

"I'm gonna cum."

"Yeah, Eric. Come in my dick."

Before I knew what was happening, he shoved his
foreskin all the way to the base of my cock forcing
the tip of my dick to wedge tightly in his hole. With
the fingertips of his other hand he rubbed the
sensitive inch or so just below my head through his
foreskin and I couldn't hold it any more.

"Oh, man," uttered. "I'm gonna cum."

"Yeah, now," he replied. "Shoot it up my dick."

I arched my back and let go. One...two....three
powerful jets shot out of my dick into his urethra.
Four.....five......six."

"Damn," he said. "I never felt anything like this
before."

"Ahhhhhhhh." I shouted. Seven.......eight. My body
shuddered and a final glob shot through my dick into
his.

"Wow," he said as he slowly jacked his foreskin up and
down my dick. "That was awesome."

I looked down, breathing heavily and watched as he
slowly eased his foreskin back over the head of my
dick. My body jerked from the sensitivity.

"Wow. My tube is full of your cum, Eric. I can feel it
all the way to the base of my dick. This is
unbelievable. You really came alot."

"Can I see it?" I asked.

"Hold on," he said, as he pulled his foreskin all the
way forward and bunched it between his thumb and the
the the big knuckle at the base of his index finger.

"Okay," I replied, and lowered myself until my knees
reached the floor.

He reached down between his legs with his free hand
and said, "Put your fingers right here."

I reached under his balls and felt for Johnny's
fingertips and found them right at the base of his
cock where the rounded tube of his urethra sunk into
his body.

"Here?" I asked.

"Yeah, press right there so your load doesn't go
inside. That's it. Hold it right there.

What I saw next blew me away. I hadn't really seen the
underside of his dick yet, except for a brief glimpse
in the shower earlier. To be honest, I was so busy
coping with his huge load that I didn't notice many
details.

But now I had a front row seat to the most amazing
sight I'd ever seen. While I applied pressure to the
base, he lifted his dick way up to his chest. I was
surprised to see his thumb reach his sternum as he
held his foreskin tight to keep my load from leaking
out the end. All of the tension was on his foreskin so
the weight of his cock toward the base made it sag a
little to the left. The skin was so taught that it
spread his balls to either side of his shaft when he
lifted his dick. The base of his cock was so wide I
couldn't believe it. But most amazing of all was how
thick his urethral tube was. It was pumped full of cum
and was literally bulging from the base all the way to
his hand above.

"Geez, Johnny. Your tube is thick as my dick."

"It's kinda full right now, remember?"

"I'll say it is. Did I really cum that much?"

"Well, there's a few shots of precum in there, too. I
couldn't hold back."

I couldn't resist any longer. I had to find out what
it felt like. I stuck my tongue out as far as I could
and licked the most distended part of his tube right
at the base of his dick.

"Whew! he inhaled and jumped.

The moment he jumped I felt a wad of precum squeeze
past my fingertips and watched as it bulged his tube
out even further.

"I can't hold it any longer, Eric."

"Okay," I replied. "Are you gonna shoot it out?"

"Do you want it?" he asked, looking me in the eyes.

"Heck yeah," I replied.

As I quickly leaned back and looked up at him, he
lowered his dick until the bunched up wad of foreskin
reached my lips. He gestured with his mouth for me to
kiss it. I did and then slowly sucked the pliant skin
into my mouth, draining the precum that had been
trapped around his glans.

"Put your tongue in there, Eric."

I nodded while sucking his foreskin over my tongue.

"Are you ready?"

"Uh-hm," I replied.

"Here goes."

I watched as he held his foreskin tightly to the tip
of his head with one hand and reach for the base of
his cock with the other. I moved my fingers out of the
way and grabbed my dick which was still slippery with
his precum. With my other hand I grabbed the back of
his thigh.

He let go of his foreskin and grabbed his shaft about
halfway to the base.  I felt my lips being spread open
from the force of his glans trying to get free.

"Ready?"

"Uh-hm," I replied as I continued to suck on his
foreskin.

Slowly he began pulling his hand toward his stomach
pulling his foreskin back over his glans and out of my
mouth against the sucking force I was applying to it.
His eyes closed and he gasped.

His foreskin slid out of my mouth and I felt the tight
surface of his glans on my lips. I stretched them out
over the smooth, rounded surface of his glans. All of
a sudden he pushed his hand forward causing his
foreskin to cover my lips. With his other hand he
quickly squeezed the whole load back out of his dick
into my mouth.

Between my load and his precum, I had a mouthful.

"Don't swallow it yet," he said quickly. "I want a
taste."

He jacked his dick a few time to work out every last
drop and then pulled his dick away from my mouth. He
reached down, grabbed me under the arms and helped me
stand up. Instantly his lips were on mine and his
tongue started squeezing its way into my mouth. I
relaxed and let it in. My cum rushed into his mouth
and then almost as quickly back into my own.

I moaned and his tongue scooped out a big portion of
the cum. I heard him swallow. He moaned this time and
I pressed my lips harder against his. His lips became
soft and yielding. I forced more cum into his mouth
and he swallowed again.

I felt his hand slide down my back and across my right
butt cheek. I swallowed this time and began teasing
the tip of his tongue with mine. I opened my eyes and
saw that his eyes were closed. I pulled back a little
and noticed the dreamlike look on his face.

"Johnny," I whispered. "You're amazing."

With eyes closed, his head rolling lazily from side to
side he grinned and said, "Yeah, I know."

I grinned and then reached up to kiss his eyelids.

"You taste really good," he said.

"We both do, huh?

"Yeah," he replied. "I guess we do."

"How'd you keep from getting hard?" I asked.

"Can I tell you something you already know?" he asked.

"What's that?"

He opened his eyes and looked deep into mine.
"Sometimes there's so much pleasure in giving you
forget you're receiving."

"Johnny," I asked, "do you think a guy can love
another guy?"

"Obviously," he whispered.

I leaned my head against his neck and slowly rubbed
his back.

"Are you boys ready to eat?"
--

All of a sudden I felt myself come out of "auto pilot"
and turn onto the gravel road that led to the farm.

'Already?' I wondered.

I'd driven over thirty miles and couldn't remember an
inch of it.

My dick was throbbing as I drove the remaining
distance to the house.

"Calm down buddy." I said, looking at my crotch, "I'm
saving this load for Johnny."

It sounded like a good idea at the time.

--

To be continued.

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Alder Canby at stretchinit_99@yahoo.com. I reply to
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