Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 16:30:53 -0700
From: Ken Germane <kenee18@yahoo.com>
Subject: Krazy Kenee Part 11

Krazy Kenee     Part 11


This story is about preteen boys who love to play sex games with each
other. Sort of "Jr. Jackass" type games with a sexual orientation. To them
girls were just plain ugly and they hardly know what "Gay" means. Don't
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Day 9

Billy, Davie and Danny consulted with each other about the next day's
activities. I don't usually know much about the plans unless they request
me to wear something special. Tomorrow I was told to wear my my custom
tailored speedos. This pair had the stitching in the crotch replaced with
two thin strips of hook and loop fastener. You know what I mean, both sides
of the strip are sort of fuzzy, but when they touch each other they cling
together tightly. I was to wear only flip flops on my feet. They were going
to stop by about 9:00 and we would ride our bikes to a private school fund
raiser.

I thought I would put a nice t-shirt on, but when the guys saw me they told
me I wouldn't need it.  That surprised me because all three of them had
t-shits on. We rode about 1/2 hour and got there and went right to the flea
market area. We walked around looking for anything interesting. Billy came
back with a package and said "Look what I bought for only 25 cents."  He
pulled out a hot water bottle complete with 6 feet of hose and one 8 inch
douche nozzle and one 5 inch enema nozzle. He didn't have to explain to me
what was going to happen with that equipment.

David spotted a a sack of spring type bag closer clips and bought
that. Danny bought 6 rolls of duck tape in assorted colors. I had an idea,
I was about to become a rainbow colored boy. The three talked among
themselves and wouldn't tell me anything. Danny and Davie chipped in
together and bought lunch. We sat at the picnic type table with the built
in bench seats. Billy had me put my hands behind me and he stuffed them
down the back of my speedo bathing suit. The my hands were now grabbing my
bare butt. They took my hot dog out of the roll and put mustard on it and
made me look up into the sky while they fucked my mouth with the hot
dog. All the kids around our table were laughing at me, even though most
were to young to realize what that symbolized. They just thought it was
funny.

After lunch we went to an area that had previously been roped off. It was a
man made mud hole. The school was going to hold mud wrestling contests for
boys age 6 through age 14. All the boys up to age 12 needed their parents
or guardians permission. Boys older could sign up without it. The boys
would be paired off and the winner of each match would wrestle the winner
of the other match. The school had provided an area where about 50 or 60
spectators could observe the matches. The spectators had to pay $5.00 to
watch. I found out I was already registered as a contestant. Since I was in
the older group, we were to go last. There was a referee who basically made
sure no one drowned in the mud or got hurt by choke holds. The matches were
decided by the one who managed to take down their opponent three times
because the mud was to deep to allow one to be pinned on his back.

I wasn't sure I was going to like this to much. I knew it was going to be
horribly messy. I counted and saw there were three 12 yr olds, one thirteen
and two 14 yr. old boys signed up. As luck would have it, I was going to
have the wrestle the 13 yr old. The first two matches went without a
hitch. The boys who won were clearly stronger than their opponents.  My
match against the 13 yr old went my way.  Basically because as a bike rider
I had strong legs and I had no trouble tripping up the boy and giving him a
mud bath. Not that I was clean, I was filthy, but at least my head wasn't
under the mud during the contest. We were allowed to hose off between
matches.  I did but that wasn't the same as having a shower, it just took
the big chunks of mud off.

The next match against the two 14 yr olds was a real battle. Neither boy
had a clear advantage and the match lasted quite a while before the tallest
boy won.  He simply wore out the other boy. He was the one I was going to
have to face next. The second match of 12 yr olds was a close contest. Both
boys had scored two each and they were wrestling for the last and deciding
fall when somehow one boy had reached into the bathing suit of the other
boy and in the process he flipped down the front of the suit. The boy who
now had his package exposed knelt down in the mud to cover his exposure and
ended getting dunked for the loss.

When my match against the 14 yr old started, He said "After watching that
last match, I'm going to beat you the same way." With that he grabbed the
front my my custom speedos and pulled. Of course the hook and loop fastener
let loose and both the front and back of my costume flew up and I was now
buck naked both front and back. He ended up grabbing my cock and balls and
once he realized what he had in his hand, he panicked and I flipped him
down. One for me.

I reached down and got the fastener to hookup again and with all the mud, I
don't know if anyone saw what really happened. He said "You little
bastard. I'll get you for that."

I said. "It was your fault, you said you were going to take my suit off and
you did."

The whistle blew and we started round two. This time the fastener broke
loose on the first grab.  He avoided touching me at all costs and when I
rubbed my cock against his thigh he sort of tripped himself and he fell
backwards. I was now leading 2 to 0.

At the start of round three, my suit just fell apart and I was now 100%
naked. I was covered with mud and he was having a hard time trying to grab
me and hold on, no matter where he grabbed me the mud cause his grip to
slip off.  He even ended up sticking his finger in my ass hole, he managed
to give it a wiggle and when he realized what he had his finger on he let
go immediately.  Since he was shy about grabbing my nuts, and now my ass,
he was helpless. The on the other hand, I still had the advantage of
grabbing his bathers. I got my revenge. I grabbed his cock and balls and
pulled as hard as I could. He went down on his knees and it was a simple
push to get him under. I had won. Thank goodness the referee couldn't see
my tactic due to all the mud that was covering the both of us.

When it was over and the referee held my hand above my head declaring I was
the winner.  This is the first time most realized that what they thought
they saw during the match, I was indeed a totally naked boy. I waved back
at everyone.

As we were leaving the mud hole, I told the 14 yr old runner up, that "If
we could shower together, I would lick the mud off his cock."

He responded. "You do that and I'll be a winner even if I didn't get the
trophy."

We went into the showers in the P.E. department that was provided for the
contestants only. That pissed off Billy, Davie and Danny a whole
bunch. They weren't allowed in to watch

With no one to bother us, I kept my promise and got a cum shower from my
new found wrestling buddy. Bobby.

I was on my knees, sucking on his cock, when my bathing suit flew into the
showers. Although we heard someone remark "Isn't that cute," we never knew
who saw me giving Bobby a thrill of a life time.

When we finished our shower, I put on my speedo but the hook and loop
feature no longer worked so I was naked below. The guys wanted to know why
it took us so long and I challenged back. "Why don't you roll around in the
mud sometime and see how long it takes to get cleaned up?"  No one said
anymore nor did I tell them the real reason it took so long to take a
shower. It also took a while, but we found a safety pin and used it to
fasten my speedos back together.

We got in an argument about whether or not I could count Bobby as a
stranger for the day and Billy finally let me claim him because they set it
up by signing me in to wrestle in the mud.

As we were about ready to ride home, Bobby came over to get my email
address which I gladly gave him. The guys wanted to know what that was all
about and I said "I promised that If you guys got any photos of the match,
I would sent him copies. You did get some shots, didn't you?"

Billy emailed copies of 12 photos that showed Bobby and I wrestling. 2 were
taken early in the match that showed he and I when we were still relatively
clean.  4 were taken during the second round and you could see that both of
us were now covered in mud and the last one of this group showed the loose
flap of the speedo but you couldn't see any detail features of my body. The
last six were precious. Photo 7 showed the speedo flying away as Bobby had
managed to pull it off. Photo 8,9,10, Showed my privates. You could see my
cock and ass hole being grabbed by Bobby's hands and his attempts to hang
on to what he had. Photo 11 showed his bathing suit tented out as he
obviously had a hard on and photo 12 shows me with a hand full of his cock
as he was falling backward for the final pin.

I have to give the guys credit, they got some great shots. I saved them to
a flash drive file and waited to hear from Bobby so I could forward copies
to him.  I printed out the last six and posted them on the wall by my bed.
Here was photographic evidence that I won a trophy wrestling.