Date: Tue, 6 Jan 2009 19:16:44 -0800
From: Oral Litener <orallite@inbox.com>
Subject: Teddy Puts Ned to Bed

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

This is the second "Teddy" story and a third one is cumming (did I spell
that right?) soon . If you do enjoy this story I would love to hear from
you at orallite@inbox.com.)


Since they first met at a Scout Jamboree two months before, Teddy
Livingston and Brody Gannon became very good friends. They hadn't known
each other before that Jamboree, even though they went to the same school,
because Teddy had all advanced classes and the best that could be said
about Brody was that he was an average student. Brody was more athletic
than Brody but they shared just about every other interest; they loved the
same video games, enjoyed RC cars, enjoyed shooting hoops (even though
Teddy always lost when they played for points), they were both 12 y/o
(Brody, however, never let Teddy forget he was six months older) and, of
course, they both enjoyed Scouting.

While Teddy and Brody were good friends, they were not like best friends or
'blood brothers' and, consequently knew little about each other on a
personal level. Teddy, for instance, had no idea that Brody was gay and
Brody was never told about Teddy's love of little boys. If these secrets
were shared the events that took place this particular night at Brody's
house would have probably never happened.

Teddy and Brody, on this Friday night, were returning home late from a
scouting trip. This was the first time Teddy had been to Brody's house and
both were looking forward to the sleep over. They were planning on staying
up most of the night just talking and horsing around (Brody hoped there
would be a lot of horsing around) but they hadn't expected to be coming
home as late or as tired as they were.

Brody's Mom and Dad had long since gone to bed because they knew that Brody
never got home before 11:00 from these trips and they trusted him totally;
besides, they both worked weekends so they had to be up early the next
morning.

As they walked through the living room toward Brody's bedroom, Brody
suddenly stopped, almost making Teddy crash into him in the dimly lit
house.

"Oh Shit!" Brody said.

"What is it?" Teddy asked. "Did you forget something?"

"No," Brody replied, his weariness reflected in his voice, "It's that!" he
said as he pointed to a small boy, sound asleep and curled up in a large EZ
chair.

"Who's that?" Teddy asked.

"My little brother Ned," Brody replied. "He did it again!"

"Did what?" Teddy asked, a little confused by Brody's response.

"He convince my mom and dad to let him stay up and wait for me to get
home." Brody responded. "He always swears he'll stay awake but he never
does so when I get home I have to get him into his pajamas and into bed
before I can do anything else."

"Hmmm. Can't you just wake him up and send him to bed?" Teddy asked. "How
old is he anyway?"

"He's 8 and you gotta be kiddin' about waking Ned" Brody replied. "When Ned
falls asleep it would be easier to wake up my grandmother -- and she's been
dead for two years."

Teddy chuckled at that but thought to himself: 'This is too good. Look at
that beautiful face and those beautiful arms and those great legs. And he
sleeps like a rock -- definitely too good to pass up.'

"Hey Brody," Teddy said, "you're dead tired -- you sound like you're even
more tired than me. Why don't you go and get yourself to bed and let ME put
the little guy to bed. It ain't no problem!" he finished hopefully.

"No man," Brody replied, "you don't have to do that. He's my
responsibility, not yours.

"Hey listen dude," Teddy quickly replied, "I've probably got more
experience putting kids to bed than you do," he lied, "during the holidays
we have a house full of little guys about Ned's age and they always fall
asleep all over the place. I'm always the one to get them to bed because
their parents are usually too partied out to care if they fall asleep on
the floor or the stairs." He said adding even a bigger lie.

Then he immediately went over to the chair where Ned was curled up, put an
arm under his legs and another behind his neck and easily lifted the little
lightweight into his arms.

Not wanting to give Brody a chance to say anything he quickly added, "Just
show me where his room is and where you keep his PJs and I'll take care of
the rest. You" he said, looking at his slumped over friend, "you'd better
lay down before you fall down."

"Well OK, if you're sure you want to bother." Brody replied, secretly happy
to be relieved of the responsibility, "follow me!"

Brody dragged his feet toward a hallway on the other side of the large
living room, not aware that Teddy was practically floating from joy behind
him.

"This is my room," he said, gesturing toward a closed door at the beginning
of the hallway, "and this, "he said, opening a door two doors down from
his, "is Ned's room."

Ned's room was full of little boy wonders, an aquarium with some colorful
fish, a cage with a hamster (or maybe it was a large rat, Teddy thought) in
residence, a large globe with the universe depicted on it, posters of some
colorful Japanese cartoon characters lined the walls, and a little TV with
a prehistoric Nintendo game system hooked up to it sat in one corner.

"Ned's pajamas are in the top drawer here," Brody said, pointing at a
three-drawer dresser. "You sure you can handle the little shit by
yourself?" Brody asked, already half way out the door.

"No problem buddy," Teddy responded, "Go catch some shut-eye and I'll be in
when I'm finished!"

Teddy's stomach, at this point, was turning flip flops. Not only had he
never, ever put an 8 y/o boy to bed before but he had never ever been this
close to a real one before. Up until now, Teddy drooled over little boys on
the Internet, in magazines and in parks and swimming pools -- and then got
home as fast as he could to beat his meat with visions of naked little boys
running through his head. 'And look at me now,' he thought to himself,
'I've got my arms full of a perfect 8 y/o, I've got his ass resting on my
right arm and my left hand up the back of his shirt caressing that smooth
young flesh. Oh my God, I think I might blow my load before I even get him
on the bed, much less in it.

Teddy laid Ned carefully on top of his Shinobi bed spread and gained
control of himself -- it wouldn't do to get over excited and orgasm before
I even get his clothes off; THEN for sure, but not now.

As Teddy undressed Ned, he talked to him. He talked very, very softly so he
wouldn't wake him (as if he could) -- he talked mainly because it added
another level of excitement to this adventure and because it made it seem
like the boy was awake and allowing Teddy to undress him.

"OK Neddy, lets get these little socks off you. Oh my little man, you have
beautiful feet and, OHHH they smell just wonderful. Just like a little boys
feet should smell after an active day. This little piggy went to market and
this little piggy is going in my mouth. Ummm, tasty feet too!

Now Neddy, what's next? The shirt or the pants. Oh I think you're right,
the shirt should come first so you can show me your beautiful chest and
tummy.

OK now we sit you up and we get hold of the back of your shirt and sliiide
it up, now the front, ok now we get your arms up in the air -- well I guess
we have to do them one at a time, there we go, left arm out -- right arm
out and head pops right out!

Now you can lay back and just let me admire you. Just look at those
nipples, so big for little guy like you. Lets find out how they taste shall
we! Oh, this one tastes great -- just a little sweaty -- and this one,
yummm that's an even better one. And what do we have here, an outie belly
button. Oh my that's a real treat! I'll bet you can even suck a little on
that skin thats sticking out. Let's try it! Oh -- oh -- oh my that's almost
like sucking a tiny cock. You're making your Uncle Teddy really horny Neddy
and I love you to pieces for that!

OK Neddy you just wait right there a moment -- I've gotta go check on
something then I'll be right back!

Teddy stepped into the hall and quietly crept to Brody's door. He listened
and, sure enough, he could hear Brody's gentle snoring. "Cool!" he said to
himself as he quietly went back to Ned's room and silently closed the door.

"Well Neddy its time to get those shorts off. Now don't be shy! You're
Uncle Teddy has seen lots of little boys in their undies, and I'll bet you
have some real special undies to show me under these pretty blue shorts.

This is nice, isn't it Neddy? Just us two guys alone! And you cooperate so
good!

So lets pull those shorts down and, oh I was right. Very special
underwear. That's Naruto isn't it? Now down the leg and off those beautiful
feet. Your feet! Ahhh! I just need one more little taste before we get to
the main course.  Oh I love it between your toes.

Now Neddy, let's see what you have hiding under those undies. Down and down
they go, ever so slowly so we don't ruin the surprise.

Oh my! That is a surprise! You have all your skin still on your weenie!
That gives me another little package to open doesn't it. First though we
need to get these undies off all the way. Ahh that's better. That's
absolutely beautiful. Lets spread those legs just a little more. There! Now
I can see all of your treasures. The little sack between your legs and the
little flag pole right above that. I'll bet you have some delicious sweat
on that sack. Let me have a taste OK?

Oh my, I think you're Uncle Teddy is about to make a mess in his pants.

What's fair is fair Neddy. I got to see you and now you get to see
me. First the shirt -- and then my pants and then my boy scout underwear.

Well what do you think of my flagpole Neddy. Pretty impressive isn't it? Oh
you want to kiss it -- ok here just put your lips right here on the
tip. Can you open your mouth just a little bit? Yessss! Thats it. You do
that so well. But wait we can't have Uncle Teddy making a mess on your face
-- that's what these tissues are for but not quit yet. I can wait until I
open my last little package.

Oh that's so soft and so stiff at the same time -- you must be having some
real good dreams. I know there's a little helmet just like mine hiding in
here somewhere, Oh look! Here it comes. It's peaking out at me -- isn't it
beautiful?

You mind if I kiss it Neddy? You kissed mine so it's only fair.

Ummm, ummmm!

Here quick Neddy, put these tissues in your hand so I don't make a
mess. Oh! Oh God yesssss!

Oh God!

As sometimes happens after an orgasm in a situation like the one Teddy is
in, the sex drive plummets and a trace of guilt sets in.

Teddy quickly cleaned off and got his clothes back on. He couldn't help
giving little Ned a kiss on his sweet lips as a thank you for the
experience and a few more in other places but after that he fetched a set
of pajamas and, as an after thought, a new pair of undies from the
dresser. Slowly but surely -- almost reluctantly -- Ned was finally dressed
for bed. Teddy slung him over his shoulder so he could get the bed spread
turned down and then carefully laid him on the sheets.

Another quick kiss on his forehead and Teddy tiptoed to the door, he
laughed at himself when he realized that he was tiptoeing so as not to wake
a boy who just made his fondest sexual dreams come true without ever
fluttering an eyelid. With the light off he closed the door and then,
remembering his own 8 y/o fears, he left it open a crack.

In Brody's room, he found a bed had been laid for him on the floor. He
stripped down to his Boy Scout underwear and settled into the nest that
Brody had laid out for him.

'Brody,' he thought to himself, 'Brody would probably kill me -- or at
least seriously wound me if he ever knew what I did with Ned.'

'Maybe,' he then thought to himself, 'no definitely, after tonight, all the
pain Brody or anyone else could inflict on me would be worth it!

Then, just above a whisper Teddy murmered, "Thank you Neddie" as he drifted
off into a highly erotic dream.