Date: Wed, 14 Apr 2010 19:47:51 -0400
From: invershecky77@aol.com
Subject: "Walter the Sissy" - Part 2

                               "Walter the Sissy"

                              By: Loch Ness Laddie

                                   Chapter 2


         I woke up early to get a start on the day, and found my Mom in
the Kitchen, reading the paper and drinking her coffee, and after I had
ate, I volunteered to wash the dog outside (and he needed it), and I
decided to take a page from the girl's book and changed into something
more provocative and revealing, which was a pair of cut-off jeans (and I
mean, really cut-off), with NO underwear, a pair of flip-flops, and old
baggy shirt, that was guaranteed to come off, like real quick, and I
dragged the metal wash tub, the soap and brush, and the uncooperative dog
outside, and set everything down in the front yard, where I could be seen
through at least one window of Walter's house.

         I filled the wash tub with soap and water and while it was
filling, I stood on the dog's leash, so he wouldn't get away and run down
the street, with me chasing him, and that wasn't going to happen, and
when the tub was filled to just right, I plopped the dog in the water and
he assumed that "hang-dog" expression he is so famous for, and after
looping his leash a couple times through the wash tub handles, I pretty
much had him where I wanted him, and not halfway down the street.

         By this time I was really hot, so I peeled my shirt off, and
laid it on the front porch railing, and walking back to the wash tub and
dog, I could have sworn (but I better not let my Mom hear me), that I saw
Walter's head dart back out of a window, but I couldn't be sure, so I
grabbed the hose, and hosed the dog down, and then for good measure
turned it on myself and hosed my steaming body down, and then I proceeded
to soap up the dog, while standing there under a "Alabama sun", in just a
pair of flip-flops and a pair of soaking wet, cut-off jeans that were
starting to slide down my narrow hips, and I had to keep pulling them
back up.

         I heard a door slam in back of me, and felt his presence
standing in back of me, as I rinsed off the dog, who also noticed Walter
and proceeded to wag his tail, and sling (what seemed like a gallon of
water) all over Walter, so I pulled the cut-offs back up, where they had
slid down, past the start of my "crack", and I offered him a towel to dry
off, as I introduced myself to Walter, "Sorry about that, he seems to
like you", I said, handing him a towel, "My name is Chris, what's yours"?
And after accepting the towel back, I began toweling off the dog on the
upturned wash tub, after dumping out the water from it.

         He said his name was Walter (his name I already knew from my
Mom, a Realtor, and a few other things), and did I live here, and I said
I did, that I was giving my dog his weekly bath, and he started jumping
with joy, saying that we were neighbors, and he hoped we could be good
friends, and it was then that I realized that he might have been lonely
in the past, having trouble making friends, and the other kids were
probably turned off by his effeminate nature, his lack of sports ability,
and his general "nerdiness", all around.

         After I tied the dog's leash to the porch (so he would stay out
of the dirt, but still dry), Walter and sat down on the front step, after
I had pulled up, once again, my soaking wet, cut-offs, and he began
blabbering to me (while eyeing the bulge in my wet cut-offs) about after
I changed into something dry, could I come over and see his Bedroom that
he had just fixed up last night, and I thought Hmmm, that this may be
just an innocent remark, or he knows that I saw him "last night" and he's
on to me, but either way, he was going to see more of me, than just
cut-offs, real soon.

         With Walter helping me, I carried everything back inside,
including the now dry dog, and introduced Walter to my Mom, and got
permission to go over to his house, after I changed into something dry,
so I asked Walter if he wanted to see my room, and with my Mother
thinking I would probably change in the Bathroom, I resolved to change in
my Bedroom, and give Walter a view, the likes of which I had seen only
last night, so I led him upstairs, while my Mom stayed in the Kitchen
downstairs.

         I led Walter into my Bedroom and closed the door behind him
(which surprised him, as like my Mom, Walter thought I would probably
change in the Bathroom), and with him looking at me with wide open eyes,
I turned towards my dresser with the mirror, and with a swift movement, I
unbuttoned my cut-offs and let them slide down my hairless legs,
revealing to Walter both a nice set of tight "boy butt", and in the
mirror (which he could see into), a nice shot of my circumcised cock and
smooth testicles, all of which was not lost on him, as I could see a
bulge starting to form in his groin area, and I resolved to give him
roughly the same show, as he gave me last night in his Bedroom, so still
facing away from him, I bent over and took the cut-offs off my ankles,
all the while giving Walter an outstanding view of my hairless butt crack
and my pink hole.

         I grabbed a towel and began drying off, while now giving Walter
a "direct" frontal shot of my "privates", and I started asking him
questions that required him to look at me, and while we talked, he was
casting glances all over my naked body, as his hungry eyes ate up what my
body had to offer, and soon I took pity on him, and slipped on a pair of
"tighty-whiteys", then shorts and a shirt, along with some tennis shoes,
but not before he noted out loud, "That his window was directly across
from mine", and I thought, "Uh-Oh, I've may have been caught", but I
didn't say anything incriminating, just kinda grunted out loud.

         After locking the door, my Mom, Walter and I went next door to
meet his Mom, and while our Mom's were talking out on their patio, Walter
and I went upstairs to his room, and I noted out loud, "That my window
was directly across from his", and turned towards him, "What tipped you
off"? I asked with a grin, so he wouldn't get worried that I was trying
to bait him, "Was it the thuds you heard or the gasp later on", and he
admitted that he wasn't sure that's what he had heard, but he took a big
chance that it was me, as he could see my Mom still in the Kitchen down
below, and pretty much figured out that because of the time, that it was
me, going upstairs to my Bedroom (remember not a lot of TV back then).

         Walter knew that I had been spying on him, and I knew that he
now knew, so with that secret out in the "open", and since we had both
seen each other naked, it made sense that the next step was to find out
how much we each knew about sex, and I ended up asking first, where did
he learn how to suck himself off like that, and that question pretty much
let Walter know that I had seen him last night, but then again, it might
have been his plan all along, to do some really outrageous so I would be
almost forced to ask about it, and I did ask!

         Now it was Walter's turn to grin, as he described how one day he
was doing his "Stretching" exercises back at his old house, when he
realized how close his mouth was to his dick head, so with extra
stretching, he was able that night to lick the head, which after several
minutes caused him to have a dry throbbing feeling, which had been so
until just recently, when he too started to emit a small amount of thin,
watery, almost pearl white liquid from his penis.

         Walter offered to show me the exercises so that I might do the
same, so making sure the door was locked, we quickly stripped off our
clothes and laid on his full size bed, and to my surprise, perhaps
because we had the same body type (lean and soon to be gangly) I was soon
able to lightly skim my tongue over my dick head, just as Walter had
done, but time was running out, as Walter quickly pointed out, our Mom's
would not be talking forever, and learning to stretch in order to suck
oneself off could take weeks, so Walter offered to help me out.

         And with that, he leaned over my groin and engulfed my still
erect penis into his warm, moist mouth, as he stuck his greased left
finger up my butt hole and began to expertly move my penis "in and out"
of his mouth, keeping his teeth back, until I couldn't stand it anymore,
and getting ready to come, I warned him that I was going to "squirt", but
he kept on, and rubbing my prostate gland with his finger, I exploded in
his mouth, as he swallowed all of it, and with both of gasping for air,
we just laid on the bed until it was time for me to do him, and he said
that my semen had tasted "sweet".

         As I wanted to do as well as he did, and I was determined to
take all of him and swallow all of it, I sat up and leaned over his groin
and engulfed his erect penis into my mouth, and I stuck my greased left
finger up his butt hole, then I slid my waiting mouth down on to his
rigid pole and proceeded to give him a great blowjob, as I moved his cock
in and out of my mouth, keeping my teeth back, until he too was ready to
come, and he did warn me, but I kept on sucking and rubbing his prostate
gland, until he finally exploded in my mouth, with none of the cum
running out, as I swallowed all of it.

         With both of gasping for air, both of us just laid on the bed,
until my Mom called up, that we were going home, so Walter and his Mom
could start Supper, so we cleaned up and used the bathroom, got dressed,
and he asked if he had tasted "sweet" too, and I said he had and we went
downstairs to say good-bye and make plans for tomorrow and then we left.

         Mom had talked for so long with Walter's Mom that it was late
afternoon and we still had to eat Supper, so after that was done and we
had eaten and cleaned up afterwards, I excused myself and went upstairs
to practice sucking on myself, earlier I had been able to lightly skim my
tongue over my dick head, but as I undressed I was determined to engulf
more of my dick into my mouth as I limbered up, and laying naked on the
bed, I was soon able to lightly skim my tongue over my dick head again,
and just before bedtime, I was limbered up enough to where I could get
some of my dick in my mouth.

         I laid there for a moment, savoring the ability to now suck
myself off, and stretching once again, I leaned over my taut stomach and
engulfed most of my dick in my mouth (wishing I was least a couple of
inches longer, but hopefully that would come in time), and as I slid my
mouth tightly down around the head and then the shaft, I would lick
around the head, then back down around the shaft, while with the other
hand, I was plunging one spit lubricated finger into my butt hole, and
soon I felt that familiar "tingling" feeling in my groin that I
recognized just before I began to "throb", and the cum would start
pumping out soon, so I focused on massaging my Prostate gland and
swallowing all of my cum as it came out, and soon it did, as I felt it's
taste on my tongue, and I jabbed at my swelling Prostate gland, as I
swallowed a couple of times to clear my throat, then when everything had
stopped pumping, I gave my Prostate gland one last jab, and thought how
good it felt, then I removed my finger and untangled myself and laid on
the bed catching my breath.

         I was tired from everything that I did today, and I was so
relaxed from jerking off that I was actually nodding off just sitting on
the bed, so I decided to just take a shower in the morning, and maybe one
more before going to bed tomorrow night (if Walter and I did anything
tomorrow), like maybe riding around the neighborhood and getting all
sweaty or something, then maybe I could feel him out, as to how he felt
about maybe trying a little "corn-holing", and the finger in the butt was
a good sign that maybe Walter and I could have a little "mutual"
corn-holing tomorrow sometime tomorrow, maybe even having an overnighter,
at either my place or his, so with all of that thought out, I turned on
my side and pretty soon I was dreaming "sweet dreams" about Walter and I.


                                TO BE CONTINUED