Date: Mon, 29 Dec 2008 08:46:44 -0800
From: Oral Litener <orallite@inbox.com>
Subject: Teddy In Wonderland ? A Vignette

(The people and events described here are completely fictional. This story
involves young boys, nudity and graphically depicts masturbation. 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.

This is a standalone story (a vignette) that will not have a second chapter
-- unless, that is, people love it so much they want to see where it goes.
If you do enjoy this story I would love to hear from you at
orallite@inbox.com.


Teddy In Wonderland - A Vignette


12 y/o Teddy Livingston logged into his favorite video chat site,
VidSecret, as he did every evening; and, as he did every evening, he began
looking for good-looking younger boys. Teddy had, since the age of 7 or 8,
realized that it was the young boys - boys no older than he was, that gave
him his 'stiffies' while the young girls - even the time he saw one naked,
had no effect on his 'wiener'. That was a realization that had lasted these
four or five years and one that was reinforced on every trip to VidSecret.

On this particular night, Teddy wondered around the site for awhile,
finding no boys that were attractive to him and was about to go to a
favorite picture site when he noticed a link marked "private chat." He knew
there was a function that could turn a chat into a private, invitation
only, passworded chat session but a link? He didn't remember ever seeing a
link for a private chatroom before so he thought it must be a new feature.
Teddy clicked the link and, almost like Alice, he wound up in what turned
out to be Wonderland.

The screen had changed into a view of a bedroom - which was typical of most
of the chat sessions; the room had a bed against the wall farthest from the
camera, a bookcase lined with books, CDs, DVDs, board games and some
various electronic items; a series of cartoon hero posters were on the wall
over the bed and there was a closed door on the right side wall which held
a poster of an unidentifiable baseball player. It all seemed normal and
Teddy thought that perhaps this wasn't anything special but he was, as he
always was, curious about the person who may eventually appear in the room
or who may already be in the room just outside of the camera's range.
Judging from the room it was probably a boy but the question was, is it a
boy too old, a boy too young or a boy just right for Teddy.

His curiosity was soon history. A barefoot boy, dressed in summer shorts
that came to just above his knees and wearing a patterned t-shirt, entered
the room through the door, walked over toward the camera and sat down
facing it. Teddy was ecstatic! He guessed that the boy was about 11 years
old and he was, to Teddy's eyes, absolutely drop-dead gorgeous with
blond-hair, green eyes, and lips that were full and promising. This boy
was, to Teddy's eyes, perfection.

The boy started speaking, Teddy checked to make sure his speakers were on
because he heard nothing; they were on and the volume was up but there was
only static. Teddy then looked at the dialog box where, normally, messages
to and from the person on screen were displayed - the box was empty.

Even though Teddy had no idea what was being said to or by the boy, Teddy
couldn't tear himself away from the boy on screen and was soon very glad he
couldn't.

Suddenly the boy stood up and moved the chair he had been sitting in out of
sight to the right side of his camera. He stood for a moment, apparently
listening to some verbal instructions, and then began pulling his t-shirt
over his head and off, revealing a thin upper body with just a bit of
muscle development, dime sized nipples, a flat tummy and an 'innie' belly
button as it's centerpiece. The elastic waistband of his underwear stuck up
a few inches above his shorts. Teddy was totally delighted with what he was
witnessing and, at that point, a terrorist attack on his house could have
done little to move him away from the screen.

Apparently on command, the boy brought his bare right foot up to the top of
the desk so that it was profiled in front of the camera. Teddy giggled as
the boy wiggled his toes and then watched fascinated as he intertwined his
fingers with the toes, then ran his delicate hand across the instep and
beneath the foot, across the sole. After nearly a full minute of massaging
the top and sole of his foot, he removed the foot, turned facing the
opposite direction, placed his left foot on the table and repeated what he
had done with the first foot.

When he removed his left foot from the table he backed away from the camera
so that his body from about mid-thigh to the top of his blond head was
visible.

He then started caressing his bare chest - gently as a lover would do, even
to tweaking his nipples. He repeatedly ran his hands down his stomach and
over his belly button, pausing occasionally to stick a finger in the belly
button and twist it as if searching for lint.

Next he raised both hands above his head, displaying his hairless armpits;
he stroked each arm pit slowly and then, just as slowly, passed each hand
that had just stroked an armpit in front of his nose as if savoring the
sweet scent of 'eau de Boy'. Then, hugging himself, he revolved slowly so
the camera could fully capture each intriguing curve of his young torso,

When he began unbuttoning his shorts, Teddy held his breath; on some level
not believing that he was actually here watching this. He could feel his
heart pounding and his face flushing as the boy began unzipping his
shorts. He worked the zipper down very slowly - so slowly that it would
have seemed like a seductive move, but seduction is done with a smile and
this boy was expressing very little emotion - at least not in his face.

When the zipper was all the way down he lowered the shorts to the floor and
it then became obvious that one particular part of his anatomy was
displaying some definite emotion. The boy's underwear was not the tight,
stylish kind you see on underwear models; his was little boy type
underwear, tight only at the waistband and leg elastic; and tonight it
tight in the front where his erection had pulled the material into a good
sized tent.

Teddy guessed that the boy was receiving some new verbal instructions; he
walked closer to the camera; so close that all that was visible was his
tented-out underpants. His hands came into the picture and he began running
them around his hips and began stroking his erection through the colored
cotton material of the underpants. After about a minute of this teasing,
and there was no doubt that's what this was, his hands went up to the waist
band but instead of sliding the underpants down, as the over-excited Teddy
suspected he was about to do, the hands disappeared inside the underwear
and he began alternately stroking his erection and rubbing the tip of the
erection up against the front of the underpants. You could see his stomach
tightening up and loosening again as he touched and stimulated sensitive
spots on his penis.

At this point, Teddy had reached his limit as a passive observer. He stood
quickly, ripped off his shirt and removed his pants and briefs in one fluid
movement. His own erection was now in his hand as he sank back into his
seat and he slowly stoked it, trying to time his movements to the young
boy's obvious stroking motion.

 Eventually the boy's hands came out of his underwear and he began to slide
the underpants down - ever so slowly down. As the young boy's smooth pubic
area came on display it caused Teddy's right hand to move faster and his
left hand to begin stroking his own pubic area where a brand new, but
sparse, patch of pubic hair sat at the very base of his penis.

On screen, the young boy's underpants had finally reached the critical
point in their downward travel and the boys erection popped out of the
elastic waistband; it bobbed up and down slightly - it was far too stiff to
slap his belly as all of the erotic literature that Teddy had read had led
him to believe would happen. The boy's engorged penis pointed slightly
upward but it was otherwise as stiff as a dowel rod. The underpants
eventually slid down and out of sight of the camera leaving the boy
gloriously naked, only mere feet from the camera. Teddy could feel that he
was rapidly approach orgasm; an orgasm that, this time, he did not want -
not yet at least. So with great willpower, and great hopes for what might
come next, Teddy stopped pumping his now painfully erect penis.

On screen, the boy turned to one side and the erection, previously of
undetermined length because of the straight-on camera angle, could now
clearly be seen as circumsized and somewhere between 4 and 4-1/2 inches in
length. The boys hand then gently stroked the underside of his lovely rod
-- but just once.

Turning now to face the camera, the boy stepped even closer, bringing the
head of his erection so close that Teddy could now clearly see the pee slit
and could see a bead of fluid forming there as it leaked form the slit.

This close, Teddy thought! This close and I can't touch it, can't lick it,
can't drink that little bit of his juice, can't suck him off until he goes
over the edge. Further torture ensued for Teddy who's hand had once again,
through an apparent will of its own, found his erection and was gently
squeezing it. On screen, the boy, using the thumb and forefinger of one
hand, grasped the tip of his erection at the top and bottom, and squeezed
so that the pee slit opened up and, as it opened, it appeared to suck the
small drop of fluid back inside - when he released it, allowing the slit to
close, there was that drop again. The boy repeated this game of 'hide the
drop' several times, as if it amused him.

At last, the moment that Teddy had been waiting for arrived. The young boy
wrapped his hand around his boner and made it disappear into his fist. An
unmistakable jacking movement started and Teddy was only short minutes from
orgasm - an orgasm that he was sure, for the first time, would not be dry.

As Teddy watched and stroked his own only slightly larger organ, the boy
switched from the closed hand jacking motion to the more common
three-finger stroking that most younger boys use. Teddy, now as thoroughly
a part of this production as the boy on screen, did the same.

Now Teddy was clearly able to watch the effect of every stroke on the
tightly stretched skin on boy's rigid penis; this combined with Teddy's own
stimulation and his own raging hormones, caused Teddy to grab quickly for a
handfull of tissues from the box he kept on his desk for just such
emergencies. He knew that those minutes had now been reduced to seconds
just as he knew that he was on the very brink of a world class orgasm; it
was actually 12 seconds. Teddy's body arched, bringing his butt off of his
chair and causing his bare heels to dig into the carpet and the back rest
of the chair to dig into his neck; then his cock erupted, for the first
time ever, with a thin stream of clear boy juice; leaving very visible
evidence of his orgasm in the tissues.

Teddy's orgasm had caused him to miss the boy's penultimate moment that,
curiously, occurred at the very same time. A strong surge ran through the
young boy's loins - a surge that was so strong it buckled his knees and
almost caused him to fall to the floor.

After a moment, as both boys recovered, the boy on screen once again
brought the head of his cock close to the camera. More fluid was in
evidence seeping from the pee slit at the tip. He milked his now softening
cock for about thirty seconds; causing three drops to fall from the tip.

At the moment the third drop fell off screen, the screen where the private
chat room had been, went totally white; devoid of even one word or letter
or one afterimage that might remind someone of what had just happened here.

Teddy immediately tried the refresh function on his browser but this only
returned him to VidSecret's home page.

It was well past his normal bedtime on that once-in-a-lifetime night when
Teddy finally gave up looking for that link to the private chatroom. That
link he had never seen before and, as it turned out, the link he would
never see again.

END