Date: Sat, 26 Dec 2009 05:33:29 -0800
From: Oral Litener <orallite@inbox.com>
Subject: Schoolyard Potty Time

Disclaimer:

The people and events described here are completely fictional. This story
involves sex between two young boys, and graphically depicts a sexual
situation. If this offends you, or if there are laws in your area
prohibiting you from reading this type of story...you should go somewhere
else. If you choose to stay and read, I hope you enjoy the story.

If you enjoyed my story (or not), I would love to hear from you at
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Schoolyard Potty Time

It was Saturday and school was out for the summer, but there was lots of
activity in the Kent Elementary schoolyard. A softball game was going on
(this day and almost every day) on the diamond at the center of the large
playground; six kids had an aggressive basketball game in progress at one
of the two hoops in the yard and there were kids bouncing balls against one
of the bare brick walls and then catching them (but most times chasing
after them).

One boy, 10 y/o Cory Schroeder, wasn't interested in any of the sports
activities in progress -- he just wanted to be where all the boys were. He
never understood what gay was all about but he knew his wiener grew when he
was around a lot of boys with their shirts off and when he went to the
swimming pool once a week that little stiffie of his got absolutely
painful. So Cory wound up sitting against one wall just watching the
activity, daydreaming and occasionally, pulling at the crotch of his jeans.

"Hey Cory!" he heard his name and looked around and saw Butch Patterson, a
friend of his big brother, walking toward him with a friendly smile on his
face and a Jeffery Patterson, his little 6 y/o brother trailing along.

"Cory could you do me a favor and keep an eye on Jeffie," he asked when he
got close enough to Cory to talk in a normal voice over all the noise. "I'm
supposed to be watching him," Butch admitted, "but they need me in the
softball game."

Cory knew that he didn't know anything about taking care of any little kids
so he hesitated before answering. To Butch, Cory looked like he might be
thinking about saying no and Butch really wanted to play ball so he made
the deal sweeter by pulling a quarter out of his jeans and holding it up --
"I'll pay you!" he told Cory.

Cory stood up, smiled and walked over to take Jeff's hand in one hand and
accept the quarter in the other. With his Dad out of work he almost never
had any spending money.

Butch grinned and immediately turned and ran over to the ball diamond. Cory
looked down at Jeff and said, "let's sit over here," pointing to the spot
he had been sitting in, "and watch.

It was then that Jeffie uttered the words that actually changed the course
of Cory's life: "I gotta go potty!"

'Hmmm,' Cory thought to himself, 'it might be fun to see little Jeffie with
his pants down.' And with that thought, Cory's little wiener started
growing like Pinocchio's nose.

There was a place in the school yard that Cory went once when he needed to
take a pee and it turned out to be ideal for that purpose because it was
completely hidden from the schoolyard by a large dumpster. Behind that
dumpster was a large gravel area with nothing in it but a big cement slab
that stood about waist high to Cory and served some unknown purpose.

"Comeon Jeffie," Cory said happily, "I'll show you where you can go potty."

With Jeffie's hand in his, Cory squeezed alongside the dumpster and into
the hidden area. "Comeon over here," Cory told the little guy as he led him
into a corner. Immediately, Cory squatted down so he was at eye level with
Jeffie, grabbed the waist of his blue shorts and pulled them down around
his ankles. His eyes immediately went to Jeffie's cute little 1-inch cock.

"Ahhh, wh-wh-what do you need to do Jeffie, pee or poo?" Cory asked
nervously.

Jeffie looked insulted as he looked around the bare area. "I can't go potty
here!" Jeffie whined -- there's nothing to go in."

"Sure you can Jeffie," Cory assured him, "all the kids go here," thinking
that he might be lying about that. If you need to pee it just soaks into
the gravel and disappears and -- and if you need to go poo, we'll --- uhhh
--- we'll just cover it up with gravel and it'll dry up real fast.

Jeffie looked very skeptical. "You sure?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm sure! I ahhh, I do it all the time." he lied again to help sell
the idea to the reluctant 6 y/o -- he had actually only peed back there and
only once.

Jeffie developed a devious little smile on his cute face. "Well let's see
you do it first." Jeffie challanged.

Cory had never considered anything except getting the boy naked, or at
least nearly naked, but Jeffie's challange opened up some new
possibilities.

"OK!" Cory told Jeffie, "I don't need to go poo but I'll go pee. Let's go
over to the corner here!"

Cory walked toward the farthest, most hidden corner and turned toward
Jeffie. Without another word he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, hooked
his thumbs in the sides of his jeans and briefs and pulled them both dow
until they hit the ground. He then pulled up his t-shirt, exposing his
kid-sized boner to Jeffie.

Wide-eyed, Jeffie said nothing.

Cory then turned toward the corner, "Comeon Jeffie, watch me so you know
I'm not tricking you.

Jeffie, his shorts still around his ankles, shuffled closer with his eyes
locked on Cory's cock. "Butch has a bigger one!" Jeffie blurted out.

"Does Butch let you see his sometimes?" Cory asked, honestly curious.

"Yea sometimes," Jeffie admitted.

"Does he ever let you hold it when he pees?" Cory asked.

"Uh uhh!" Jeffie said immediately. "I ain't never touched it!"

"Do you -- uhhhh -- do you want to hold mine while I pee?" Cory asked
hesitantly but hopefully. The answer honestly surprised him.

"Can I?" Jeffie answered, his eyes even wider.

"Ahh sure!" Cory answered. "Go on -- hold it."

Jeffie reached over and tentatively touched Cory's growing erection; he
pulled his hand back fast like it tried to bite him. "It feels wierd!" he
said. "Why is it so stiff?"

"It's just like yours, except a little bigger. When you're older you're
will be stiff alot just ike mine. Comeon now do it again, don't be
chicken!"

No kid wants to be called 'chicken' and Jeffie was no exception. He reached
back over and grabbed Cory's cock like he was grabbing a bar on the Jungle
Jim.

Cory gasped when he felt the little hand take a firm hold on his cock. This
was a first in his life and he loved the feel of someone holding his cock.

"It's gettin' bigger!" Jeffie said with surprise. "How come?"

"Well," Cory began, not sure how to explain it, "I guess its because it
likes you holding it," Cory answered a little breathlesly, "you've made my
wiener happy."

Jeffy smiled and giggled. "That's silly!" he announced.

Cory, giggling a bit himself said, "Yea I know it sounds silly; I'm just
teasing you. It's growing because your hand feels so good there and it's
making me excited."

"I'm doing that? Really?" Jeffy asked. This was a power that Jeffie never
knew he had, making someone excited so that their wiener grew. "So are you
gonna pee? I'd like to watch."

"Well Jeffie," Cory answered, "I'm trying to but when my wiener is stiff
and I can't pee till it gets soft again. Hey!" he said, looking down at
Jeffie who's pants and undies were still around his ankles, "you got a
stiffie too!"

Jeffie looked down and blushed.

"Jeffie," Cory asked, "can I hold your's for a little bit?"

Jeffie hesitated but then nodded his head twice. "Yeah I guess." he finally
allowed.

Cory started to bend over so that he could reach Jeffie's cock but realized
that if he did that, Jefie would probably have to let go of his cock. Cory
dropped to his knees which, as he had hoped, allowed Jeffie to keep holding
his cock while allowing him to grab onto Jeffie's. "Keep holding on to mine
Jeffie OK?" Cory begged, "It feels so great!"

"K" Jeffie said very softly, getting a little scared of what was happening.

When Cory finally reached over and gently took Jeffie's fleshy boner
between his thumb and first two fingers he knew he was hooked. It was like
electricity shooting through his body and he felt his cock spasm in
Jeffie's hand. This was his first orgasm (not that he understood it for
what it was, to him it was more like God smacking him in the back of the
head and saying, "Cory, this is your life.") and what was so special was
that it was touching a little boy's cock that caused it.

Feeling the spasm in his little fist Jeffie asked, "What happened Cory --
your wiener jumped?"

"It jumped because you're doing such a good job of holding it." Cory
answered.

Cory had learned about a year ago that rubbing his morning boner made him
feel real good and, since then, it had turned into a morning ritual. Being
a young boy, sometime during that morning ritual, his mind soon raced off
to other things so he had never finished the job but now that he had a clue
what might happen, he knew his morning ritual might turn into a morning,
afternoon and night ritual.

Cory began stroking Jeffie's boner like he did his own every morning. The
stroking cause Jeffie to feel wierd and, as far as Jeffie knew, wierd was
not good. "You're scaring me Cory!" he announced.

"Nothing to be scared of Jeffie!" Cory assured him, not missing a stroke.
"This will start to feel great in just a minute."

Sure enough Jeffie relaxed and soon Cory saw his eyes start to grow wider;
shorty after, Jeffie started to move his hips against Cory's hand and he
started to wimper.

When Jeffie started to feel this strange, strange feeling in his tummy and
when it started moving into his wiener, his humping against Cory's hand
became frantic. Finally he reached the point where the sensation became so
powerful there was nothing else in the world but his wiener and Cory's
hand. At the end, Jeffie jumped against Cory, wrapping his little arms
around his neck and burying his face in Cory's neck and wound up knocking
Cory back on his butt in the gravel.

The gravel hurt Cory's butt and he was tempted to jump right up but
rejected that idea. Jeffie's arms around his neck and Jeffie's half naked
little body plastered against Cory's half naked body felt so wonderful he
just ignored the little gravel bits digging into his legs, butt and lower
back.

Slowly, when Cory became aware that Jeffie was sobbing, he lifted Jeffie's
head away from his shoulder and began to gently kiss his tears away. At
that moment, after the experiences they shared, Cory was sure that Jeffie
was going to be very special to him for many years.

Jeffie opened his eyes as Cory was kissing away his tears and saw the face
that he associated with his initial fear, his eventual ecstacy (even though
he didn't know that word) and the face that now showed kindness, tenderness
and caring. Jeffie, at that moment, fell in love with his first boy.