Date: Sun, 18 Apr 2010 16:49:26 -0400
From: invershecky77@aol.com
Subject: Walter the Sissy - Part 3

                               "Walter the Sissy"

                              By: Loch Ness Laddie

                                   Chapter 3


         Today couldn't come fast enough, as I fantasized about doing
some more "stuff" with Walter, and I took a shower after eating a quick
Breakfast (for which my Mom scolded me for eating so quickly, before she
left for work), and as soon as I had dried off and got dressed, I was
next door at Walter's seeing if one: if he was awake yet, and two: if he
wanted to ride around town on our bikes (provided he had one), and I
could show him the places he needed to know about, both good places and
places to avoid (places that had bullies and older kids, places even I
didn't go).

         Walter's Mom answered the door, and smiling she said for me to
go upstairs, after I explained to her about wanting to ride around town
on our bikes, and show Walter some of the sights, and she said if Walter
wasn't awake, he needed to be, so I went on ahead upstairs, and found
Walter's door slightly ajar, so I just peeked in and he was still
sleeping, so I pulled up a desk chair and sat down next to his bed and
studied his face, you see, Walter of course didn't have his glasses on
(they were on the bedside table) and as I studied him, I was struck how
cute and angelic he looked without them, just laying there peacefully
slumbering, and I almost didn't want to wake him up, but we had things to
do today, and one was seeing if we could try doing more "stuff", so I
called out his name and wiggled the bed a little, and he opened his eyes
and tried to focus on my face, and finally he figured whoever I was, I
was probably safe, because I was a kid, I knew his name and how else
could I have gotten in, so I must be Chris from next door.

         Walter started looking for his glasses and I handed them to him,
and I told him that his Mom had sent me up to get him awake and for him
to "get cracking" as it would be late in the morning before he got up,
and we had things to do and places to see today, and he sat up on the
side of the bed, but kept the sheet and blanket wrapped around his
slender hips, and I noticed that he wasn't wearing a shirt, and even
though the day was starting to warm up, it was still a little chilly in
his room.

         All of a sudden he jumped up from the bed, leaving the sheet and
blanket behind on the bed and went over to a chair where something was
hanging on it, and I suddenly realized that Walter wasn't wearing any
clothes, and he grabbed his pajama bottoms and slipped them on, and went
across to the bathroom, coming back several minutes later, I asked him
about why he had no clothes on (I pretty much had figured it out by now)
and he admitted that he liked to sleep in the nude, and had been doing so
for several years, and I asked him about his Mom, and he said that she
was cool with it and always knocked and waited for a reply before coming
in the room.

         Walter wanted to eat after he had taken his shower, so without
any shame or embarrassment on his part, I sat on the closed toilet while
he took a quick shower and we talked about what and where we would do
that day, and it was decided while he was toweling off in the tub (with
the curtain open!), that we would ride around the neighborhood, and I
would point out the places and things in our small town, so after he got
dressed, his Mom fixed him some Breakfast and I had some too (you know
I'm a growing boy!), and when we got through we told his Mom what we
wanted to do, and she gave us some cash  to buy some Lunch in town, as
she was going out later, and I thought Hmmm, Walter and I might really
get "something" going with all of the Adults gone for the day, we'll just
have to see what happens today.

         Walter did have a bike and it was a pretty nice one, so with me
on my bike and him on his, we rode through the neighborhood, then onwards
to town, where I pointed out the major sights, the school where we would
be going in the fall, the Public Library (he was really interested in
that place), the Drug Store with the soda fountain in it, the Bike Shop,
and so forth, and by now it was early afternoon and we were getting
hungry again, so we rode over to the Drug Store with the fountain counter
and sitting at the counter, we ordered a Hamburger, Fries and a Malt, all
of which, for some reason, were delicious.

         After we were through eating, we rode around some more, and
realizing that both of our Mom's were probably not at home (Mine was at
work and his was out shopping), I slowly hatched a plan in my head, when
I told him that I was tired from riding, and could we go home, and he
readily agreed (almost too readily, I might add), and after a short time,
we rolled up to our house's, where as I thought, our Mom's were not
there, and parking our bikes at our house's, I invited Walter over to my
house, first to get some water, and second, to invite him up to my room
again, where I could put my plan with Walter into action, and as we
trudged up the stairs, I put the part of the plan into action, as I
removed my shirt, pretending I was hot (but I really was!), and all I had
left on was my blue jeans and a pair of ratty sneakers.

         I plopped on my stomach, onto my bed, and let Walter scope out
my jeans covered bottom, which were nicely divided and rather tight,
since I was a growing boy, and they were getting a little snug on me, and
it wasn't long before he was sporting a sizable erection in his jeans
also, and when I started talking about how I sucked myself off last
night, he was apparently oozing something out (and it wasn't pee!),
because he was forming a small, but growing "wet" spot on the fly of his
jeans, and as he was getting hot himself, Walter peeled off his shirt
too.

         If Walter didn't suggest something first, I was going to, but
Walter was as eager to screw as I was, because he started to beat around
the bush, asking if I had ever used a finger in my butt hole while I was
jerking off, and did I use one now that I was sucking myself, could I
feel my Prostate gland, how did it feel, what was my favorite lubricant,
and so forth, and I thought to myself, sooner or later, one of us is
going is going to have to ask about seeing if we could try corn-holing
each other, and it ended up being me, as Walter, no matter how he wanted
to do it, couldn't bring himself to cross that fence, and that was seeing
if we could try corn-holing.

         I made it out to be an open ended question when I asked Walter
if he had ever heard of something called "corn-holing", because if ever I
was called out on the question, I could always pretend to be ignorant and
that I didn't know about it, but on the other hand, if ever Walter and I
got to discussing it, we could always go on from there, and that's
exactly what happened, he admitted that he had heard about it, but had
never done it, and then he wanted to know if I had ever done it, and
while I admitted that I had not, I more or less hinted around that I
might, just out of curiosity, as I might try to "experiment", and try it
out.

         Even though I secretly knew about corn-holing, I pretended to be
ignorant, one: so Walter would think it was his idea, and two: to see if
I might learn something about it; so he explained to me in great detail
about different kinds of lubricants, about stretching the butt hole, any
pain and/or pressure, and so forth, and by that time, I was fully hard
and oozing a wet spot too, and to get things started before one of our
Mom's got home, I said I was still warm and shucked out of my blue jeans
and just laid there on the bed, on my stomach, with my narrow hips
encased in my "tighty-whiteys" underwear, and every now and then, I would
wiggle my butt in the air, and since Walter was a smart kid, he added one
Boy and one Boy together, and got two Boy's together, hopefully joined at
the hip.

         Perhaps he had summoned up some courage from deep within,
because with me laying on the bed, almost near naked, with my butt stuck
upwards, and him with a leaking hard-on, lust won out, and he asked me
"if we wanted to do something together", and in the same breath he
suggested, "How about corn-holing?" And while I was ready to suggest
corn-holing, he beat me to it, and with that said, he began to untie his
sneakers and drop his jeans, and once he had stepped out of them, he and
I were just left there (him standing and me still on the bed) in just our
"tighty-whiteys" underwear, and peeking out the window too see if our
Mom's were home, Walter all of sudden yanked off his underwear and sat on
the bed next to me.

         Walter more or less informed me that since he was more
knowledgeable about corn-holing than I was (little did he know!), that he
should show me, by screwing him first, what I needed to do (what's to
show, get it hard, and stick it in the hole!), so I peeled off my
underwear and got the jar of Vaseline that I had under the bed, and he
scooped some out and told me to slick up my Penis with it, while he
scooped some more out and packed it up his crack and inside his hole and
when he was through doing that, he laid down a towel down over my pillow
and laid on the bed, on his back, with the towel and pillow situated
under his hips, and pulled his legs back and up towards his chest, and
Man, was he ever limber, as I just stood there, with my greased up pole
in my hand and staring down at his slightly distended pink hole, nestled
within his butt crack, and he asked, "What was I waiting for, just get up
here and stick it in".

         Walter instructed me to position the head of my Penis at his
butt hole and push it slowly in until the head popped in and then stop,
as he might need to get used to my Penis being inside of him down there,
so I wasted no time, and kneeling on the bed between his upturned legs, I
positioned myself closer until the spongy head of my Penis was right at
his pink hole and holding the base with my fingers, I directed the tip
into his hole and pushed in with my hips, while telling him to push out
(like he was taking a poop) and nothing happened for a minute as I
continued to slowly push it in, and then all of a sudden, the head popped
in and Walter told me to stop, as he had taught me earlier.

         Finally, after a minute, Walter said I could continue on, so I
pushed my Penis in slowly until it was all of the way in, and I just
rested there a moment, savoring the feeling of finally having my young
Penis inside of a warm, moist and tight hole, and then I slowly pulled it
outwards until the head almost popped out, then using my hips, I slid it
all of the way back in, until I was once again inside of him, then gently
and slowly I set up a "In-Out" motion with my Penis inside of his butt,
and it wasn't too long before I felt that feeling, that was becoming
familiar, deep inside of my groin, that "tingling" feeling that let me
know I was going to have, real shortly, some "white stuff" spurting out
the tip of my Penis.

         And even though I couldn't see the tip of my Penis inside of his
body, I could feel the pulsating throb in my groin, that let me know that
I was spurting a load of boy crème through the tube inside of my Penis
all over the inside of his rectum, and still in Walter, I slumped over
onto his heaving chest and rested my head on it for a minute, then Walter
became even braver and wanted to practice "kissing" (in case we got a
girl-friend, but not likely for both of us), so with him instructing,
Walter and I did some lip to lip kissing while I laid there on his chest
while we both waited until our breathing was brought back to normal.

         I pulled out of Walter and slid off my bed, while he went across
the hallway to the Bathroom and cleaned himself up, then coming back into
my room, he informed me, in no uncertain terms, that it was his turn to
screw me, and with some fear and anxiety, because even though I was older
than Walter, his hard Penis seemed as big as mine, or maybe larger, so I
was resigned to some pressure and possibly some pain, and I laid down on
the towel, on my back, and pulled my legs back and up towards my chest,
and I was almost as limber as he was, and Walter kneeled on the bed
between my upturned legs, and positioned himself closer until the spongy
head of his Penis was right at my hole and holding the base with his
fingers, Walter pointed the tip at my hole and pushed in, while telling
me to push out (like I was taking a poop) and nothing happened for a
minute, but he continued to slowly push in, and then all of a sudden, the
head popped in and I let loose a YELP! and told him to STOP!

         It wasn't as bad as I had heard stories about (like a hot sword
splitting you in half), but it was at first uncomfortable, but the
pressure eased up after about a minute, and I told him to slide it in
slowly, but STOP! right away if I said so, and so he pushed it in, inch
by inch, until he was finally all of the way in, and he stopped for a
minute, letting me get used to him, and then he tenderly at first, then
with increasing speed, he set up "In-Out" motion with his Penis inside of
my tiny butt, until with a grimace on his face, he groaned and threw his
forehead back, and slumped over onto my sweaty chest where he just laid
that way for a minute.

         We just laid there, wrapped in each others arms, until it
starting getting late, and we each needed to take a shower before going
to bed, so after saying good-bye to Walter, I went back home and found my
Mom reading a book, and I told her I was going to take a shower before
going to bed (because I needed one after screwing with Walter) and said
good-night to her, and it was while I was showering that I started
caressing my Penis in the shower, thinking about Walter, and for the
second time, I blew my load, but it was smaller, and just dribbled out,
and after drying off, I climbed into bed and in no time was fast asleep.


                                MAY BE CONTINED!