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Subject: Back to boyhood part 1 Adult-youth : M/b This is a work of fiction between a boy and a man. If this is not your type, please find a story that is, there are plenty to go by. Do not repost without authorisation. Please donate to Nifty to keep this archive alive. Back to boyhood. My name is Mike. I’m 34 years old and I just lost my job. The company I had been working at for the past 10 years just went out of business. I realized at that point that I was generally unhappy with my life and this was an opportunity to make some changes. I knew I would be on welfare for a while, giving me the time I needed to figure things out. I also knew finding a job as an assistant accountant wouldn’t be that hard. I had been reminiscing about my childhood lately and how happy I was as a child in my old neighborhood. My parents decided to move away when I was 15 and I had never been back there since it was like 10 hours away. I always thought I’d make a trip back but life just went on and I didn’t do it. That’s what I needed to do, go back to my boyhood. I then started to look for an apartement in that neighborhood since I couldn’t afford a house. After a few hours of research on different apartment rental websites, I had selected a few possibile ones I wanted to visit. I booked an airbnb for a few days there and I was set for tomorrow. I also looked for job listings around the neighborhood. I was not going to play difficult, worse case scenario, I could flip burgers or something. Leaving early the following morning I drove 10 hours to get to my old neighborhood. When I arrived at my airbnb I was pretty tired of driving all day and decided to go to bed early. The following morning, I headed to my old neighborhood to see how much had changed. Luckily, it seemed it had been frozen in time, nothing had really changed. The trees were bigger, that’s pretty much it. I was delighted to find everything the way it was. Feeling warm and fuzzy, I knew I had made the right move by deciding to come back here. I saw a few kids running around, confirming that new families now lived here. The neighborhood consisted mostly of houses built in the 70s and 80s. There was also an apartement complex on the main boulevard. This is where I was hoping to find my apartment. After a call to the landlord, he told me the only apartement they had was a nice 3 1/2 on the third floor. Feeling great about this, I signed immediatly to secure it. I would be moving in two days. I was now getting hungry and decided to head to the grocery store nearby to buy some luch. I didn’t want to spend too much on food so I was avoiding restaurents as much as possible. As I was paying for my sandwich, I saw a sign on their billboard that they were looking for an admistrative assistant. I asked the cashier if they were indeed still looking for one. She told me she didn’t know but she called her manager to come to see me. A good-looking women, I guessed to be around my age, showed up. She had sandy blonde hair, light skin complexion and a beautiful smile. She shook my hand firmly and asked me if I’d like to go to her office to know a bit more about the job offering. I accepted and we chatted a while. She seemed to like me and thought I’d be a good candidate for the job. She was pretty desperate to fill this position out as soon as possible. She was overworked making it difficult because she had to do longer hours and she was a single mother. She told me she had a 12 year old son and she had to pay a babisitter or send him to a friend of her’s when she finished late. I told her I’d be happy to start as soon as I was setteled. I’d be starting the next week, dang I was not expecting it to be this fast. Now this job didn’t pay much but it was at walking distance from my apartment, which is a good quality of life element. It wasn’t a permanent solution, just in the meantime. I’d leave the option to find a better job eventually, for now tho, it suited me. The following tuesday, I showed up at my new job. Having moved in only days before, I didn’t even have the time take in that I was now living and working in my old neighborhood! I felt a bit nervous heading to the the manager’s office. Jane greeted me with a smile and showed me my desk. Turned out I’d be working closely with her, my desk being right next to hers. We chatted a lot while she showed me what she would expect of me. It wasn’t anything difficult, just administrative stuff, barely any accounting. It didn’t take very long for me to get comfortable in this new position and I was getting along with the staff and especially Jane very well. She was a single parent, her husband had died 8 years ago of an aneurism. I’d walk home everyday, often with Jane who lived in a house a bit further. One friday, after a pretty hectic day at work, Jane said she was tired today and there was no way she was making dinner so she proposed we’d go to a restaurent to reward ourselves. I gladly accepted since I was also pretty spent and that sounded nice. We went to a little italian restaurent not too far and had a great time. We ordered a bottle of wine but I think she drank most of it since she was pretty tipsy after eating. I offered to drive her home since I was still able to drive and more sober than she was. She thanked me and we headed off to her place. Once we got there, she invited me in for a drink. I was a bit reluctant, I didn’t know her intentions and felt my shyness overcome me. “Oh come on, my son is on a sleepover at a friend’s, we’ll just chill. Plus I’m thirsty and I have some good whisky.” she said smiling. Her good mood was contagious and I followed her in. Her house was typical 80s but had been renovated and looked more modern inside. She gave me a tour of the house. The living room was quite nice, there was a comfy-looking couch and a great TV setup with a decent sound system. Her room was neat and orderly. I wouldn’t have guessed otherwise, she was a type of women who liked things to be clean and tidy. Her son’s room was also neatly put away, no doubt she wouldn’t have it any other way. She poured us a glass of whisky. It was an aged bourbon and it tasted wonderful. We started talking about work while drinking when out of the blue she asked: “So have you met someone yet in your new neighborhood?” “Well, it’s technically my old neighborhood since I was here before you were” I answered smiling. “Ok Mr. technicality, well, have you?” she said, looking at me. “Ouside work, I haven’t met anyone new, I don’t really get out much” I said, looking away. Now the alcohool had started to make me a bit less self-concious so I started telling her that I hadn’t met anyone in a very long time, the routine taking away chance encounters. My last girlfriend dated back to college and it hadn’t been a great experience. “Oh, well that’s a shame, you’re good-looking and take care of yourself quite well” she said laughing, obviously pushed by the alcohol bliss. Uh-oh, she was coming on to me. “Hehe, thanks. I still do workout every day or so and eat well so I guess it pays off” I said laughing with unease. I quickly finished my glass in a few gulps, feeling nervous. With that she filled my glass again. I took a few sips smiling. Feeling the effect of the alcohol kicking in, I started talking with more abandon. “I haven’t really been seeking relationship because I’m quite self-concious about my body. I feel genuinely extremely awkward being naked with someone. I don’t think I’ve ever had sex while sober.” With that she looked at me a bit concerned but still smiling. “Good thing I’ve got you a bit drunk then”. She was now pretty drunk herself. I looked at her and took another big gulp of whisky and immediatly started looking down at my feet, not knowing what to say or do. She finished her glass and got up. I looked at her then. “Come on then” she said, offering me her hand. I followed her to her room while holding her hand. I was also very much under the influence and had no resistance in me. She then started to remove my shirt and pants and socks, leaving me in my boxer briefs. She removed her clothes with a big smile on her face. She was now naked in front of me. She proceeded to remove my underwear. When I looked down, I was almost surprised to see I had an erection. Now I was prepared for her to make a comment. See, I’m not very well endowed. I am about 4 inches long (on my best days a by pressing the ruler down hard) and about as thick as a roll of quarters, so about 3 inches around, which is definetly on the small side. Thankfully, she didn’t say anything and we made out. It didn’t last very long and she fell asleep almost immediately, snoring lightly. It took me a bit more time to fall asleep in this unfamiliar environment. I woke up the next morning feeling movement next to me, something I was most definetly not used to. Jane was getting up. “Morning” she said smiling and kissed me on the cheek. “Hi” I said, still a bit confused by the effect of sleep. It took me a few seconds to recall the events of the night prior. I then realised I was naked under the sheets. I also had to piss badly. I think I tured a few shades of red at this realization. “I’ll go make us some coffee” and she headed out of the room, sensing my shyness. I gave a small sight of relief and spotted my clothes on the floor and darted to retrieve them, quickly put them on and headed to the bathroom to relieve myself. I then headed to the kitchen where I could smell coffee. “Slept well?” She was wearing some light gown and appeared to be naked underneath, making me a bit uncomfortable. “Yeah, thanks” I said and diverted my eyes to avoid her gaze. “What would you like for breakfast? I could make us some omelets” “That sounds great” I replied with smile. I noticed it was 9 o’clock already. I then went to the coffee machine, poured two cups and gave one to Jane. “Thanks” she said while busying herfelf on making breakfast. “My son should be home soon, can you tend to the cooking while I go take a shower and change?” “Sure” I said, immediatly becoming nervous. I felt like when I was younger and at a girlfriend’s place, just watching TV knowing the parents would show up eventually. The apprehension had me nervous, even tho we were doing nothing wrong. I flipped the omelet and then put it in a plate and started on the next one. She came back and thanked me for finishing breakfast. We started eating and I asked her: “Should I hurry up and leave before your son gets home?” “What? Don’t be ridiculous, he won’t make a fuss, he’s confident enough not to be bothered by her mother’s frequentations”. “What’s his name, I don’t think you’ve ever told me”. “Oh really? It’s Jeremy, but he likes to be called Jay”. And then she proceeded to tell me what kind of person her son was. He played sports like basketball with friends, hockey in a league in the winter and soccer in the summer. He liked video games and movies. As the only child of a single mother, he was demonstrating more maturity and confidence than others. He was also very competitive. As she was explaining, we heard the door open and close, making her pause. “Hey honey, did you have a good time at Grant’s?” she yelled. “Yeah, it was fun” came a voice. The voice was high-pitched and a bit husky. No doubt the voice of a young boy. He arrived in the Kitchen and noticed me. He was a really good-looking boy. He was a little over 5 foot. He had straight dirty blond hair a bit on the long side and deep blue eyes. What also struck me is that he was the spitting younger-looking image of a childhood friend. One I had last seen when I was 15. “Hi” he said, offering me his hand. I think I answered him and shook his hand, I was a bit in a faze. He was so alike my old friend. A friend I had kind of crush on, but never had I admitted myself that. He then turned toward his mom and started telling her about his evening. I needed to get up and walk a bit. I headed toward the living room and noticed a family photo on the wall from when her boy was like two or three years old with both his parents. I looked the man in the picture and recognized my old friend. I was overflown with emotion, only now realising that her husband, my old childhood friend were the same person, and that he was in fact, dead. Jane appeared behind me seeing me tear up. “What is it?” she asked. And then I told her my previous realisation. Her son came to see what was up and I didn’t want him to see me cry so I wiped my eyes quickly and told him that I knew his dad when I was young. That seemed to make him smile and he asked how his dad was as a kid. I happily told him a few stories and it made him really happy. Jane was smiling at the both of us. So this started to become a regular thing with Jane. We had sex occasionnaly, I still had to be quite drunk to be able to shake off my shyness and make love to her. But she never seemed to enjoy it much. I was also becoming quite friends with her son. I’d play against him in a videogame and he would get immediately competitive and cocky. We also shared a love of movies, which sometimes bored Jane to sleep. Jay was a nice kid and I saw him as nothing else; except maybe the fact that he was the spitting image of my childhood friend and it made me feel a bit weirded out. My vision of him changed one night before I went to bed. I was a bit tipsy when I opened the door to the bathroom to take a leak, I was only in my underwear. I then realized that Jay was taking a shower. “Oh, my bad, I had to take a leak pronto, didn’t hear the shower” and moved to get out of the bathroom. “It’s Ok” he answered, “you can use the toilet while I’m showering, I don’t mind. I do that with my friends all the time”. On that, I came back in and got my dick out to pee. Now I was pee-shy even tho the water was covering sounds. Then the water stopped and I started looking at my dick and focused my mind on peeing before he thinks I just wanted to catch him in the shower. Knowing someone was naked so close to me definitely made me chub up a bit. This gave me some confidence and I finally started peeing. I could see Jay getting out of the shower out of the corner of my eye. Now what caught my attention is that it seemed like there was something long and large hanging from his groin. Surely the lighting was playing tricks on me. I did not dare turn my head and look, he would notice. He did look at me a few seconds. Probably just childhood curiosity. He wrapped himself in a large towel and proceeded to dry himself off. Now I was still peeing and it didn’t seem to stop. Eventually, I shook the last droplets off just as Jay was putting on a pair of boxer briefs. I flushed and turned around, seeing him in his underwear for the first time. He was gorgeous, even in that dimly lit bathroom I could see it. He also filled his boxers quite well. It almost looked like he had a cup because the material looked like it was being stretched. It made me wonder how come his junk looked so prominent, I sure didn’t look as I was filling out as much when I looked in the mirror. Then I thought it’s probably because I’m 5’11 and 175 pounds while he’s like 5 foot and 100 pounds; proportions are playing tricks on me. The following week, his friend Grant was sleeping over. He’s a cute boy of 13 about the same size as Jay with dark brown hair and eyes. His hair is medium lenght, straight, and worn a bit messy. The two of them were playing video games when I left and joined Jane who was in bed reading. She looked at the time, took her sleeping pills and yelled: “Jay, shower then to bed. This goes for Grant too.” I then heard the boys protest a bit but a few minutes later, I heard them come in the bathroom next to us. I heard them chat while one of them was peeing like it was the most natural thing. I then heard the shower start. I asked Jane if they usually took their showers toghether. She just nodded sleepily. She was about to fall asleep or already was. After a few minutes I heard the shower stop and heard them step out of the shower. They were chatting and I could now hear what they were saying since the house was dead quiet. “Hey Jay” I assumed it was Grant speaking. He wasn’t making much effort not to be heard. “Aren’t you scared ankara yeni escort our dicks may get too big once we’re finished puberty?” “Haha, well maybe” Jay responded. “But I don’t really mind, I’m not on the receiving end” and laughed. “Yours still has some growing to do” he said, giving out a small laugh. “Pfft, you don’t even have an inch on me soft, it’s just yours grows so much there’s like no end to it and gets large as fuck! At least I’ve got pubes” Grant answered, smiling. “Well, you don’t fuck with your pubes. And it doesnt make your dick any better. Plus it looks like a ridiculous mustache” Jay said laughing. Grant then realised they were a bit loud : “Hey let’s not make too much noise, your mom is right next to us”. “Don’t worry Grant, she problby took her pills and is out cold. It’s either that or she drinks herself to sleep”. “What about her boyfriend?” Grant asked wispering. “Mike? Don’t worry, he’s harmless” he said laughing. Now why was he saying that? And I get that boys talk about dick and stuff, but having doubts because they were too big? That’s what internet-informed kids are concerned about? Why would they think something like that? I then heard the bathroom door open and saw Grant get pushed outside playfully. “Dude! Their door is open, they could see me” Grant said and hurried back in the bathroom. “Chill, they’re asleep. Plus they don’t care” Jay anwsered amused. “Maybe but I don’t want Mike to see me naked” Grant hushed. “Haha, don’t worry buddy, you’ve already got much more dick he does. No reason to be shy” Jay said laughing. “Oh” Grant said, sounding relieved. “How do you know?” “I came out of the shower the other day and he was peeing. I kinda froze a sec. I could only see the head of his dick beyond his thumb and finger holding it while he peed. It looked like a baby carrot”. They both laughed a bit at that. Grant then walked out of the bathroom confidently, followed by Jay; both of them naked because I saw a shadow hanging from their groin and their butts but it was too dark to be able to see any details. Were they just kidding around and see if I was awake by inventing this story about their dicks being too big and expecting some sort of reaction? Was there any truth to it? It seemed unlikely. How could two 12-13 year olds both have a bigger penis than me? Jay is definetly the competitive type and loves measuring up to other people, mostly thru videogames; and he loves having the upper hand against me. On these thoughts, I fell asleep. I woke up slightly because I was hearing noises, thumping sounds, could be the plumbing. Turning around, I fell asleep again. I woke up again to the sound of the shower, now my mind was still half asleep and I was just wondering if what I had heard earlier was a dream. I tried to fall back asleep but the noise made by the shower was keeping me awake. That water sound was now making me feel like I had to pee. I got up, and headed for the bathroom. The door was ajar and some light was coming out. I tip-toed and tried to peak who was in the shower, if Jay didn’t mind company when he showered, Grant might have some reservations and I didn’t want to scare him. The shower stopped and out came Grant. He was a fit boy, no doubt, showing me his back as he got out of the shower. He turned around to grab a towel and I caught a glimpse of his boyhood. It happend quickly so I couldn’t be sure about its size. But it looked… big… bigger… than mine. I silently crawled back to bed, my bladder problem completly forgotten. I stared at the ceiling telling myself I didn’t see well at all and my mind or the dim light was playing tricks on me. Why was Grant taking another shower? It’s not like it was hot or something. I turned and turned and eventually fell asleep. It was at the beginning of summer, a few days after Jay’s 13th birthday. I got in bed with Jane, then proceeded to remove my boxer briefs once I got under the covers. I was still very much shy about my body. She then said: “You know, I think I know what would make you more at ease with your nakedness, we should go to a naturist campground”. Now I was reluctant at the idea but she eventually warmed me to it and I accepted because I really wanted to get rid of this encumbrance. The weather had been shitty lately, we hadn’t used the pool, yet it had been ready for a month. She picked a date the following week because the weather finally seemed to get nice, based on forecast. We would be staying there for 3 days. It was a nice campground with a pool and a river with a nice beach. Now on the morning of our departure, I started packing the car with the tent and sleeping gear. Jane got out and put her, mine and her son’s bag of clothes in the car. I got wide-eyed. Why was she taking her son’s duffle bag for 3 days at a nudist camp where we wear no clothes. Clearly she didnt need that many. Then, her son got out of the house and put some of his things behind the passenger seat. He had a fresh haircut from the day before. He had asked to have the same haircut as his dad on the pictures I had brought him. It was a style popular when I was a kid but was now sadly out of fashion. He was now sporting a 90s bowlcut shaved close. He looked amazing with that haircut; everytime he was moving his head, the hair on top would flop about on his shaven part underneath. Now I had assumed it was just Jane and I on this trip and this turn of events started to make me feel increasingly nervous. Plus, I thought kids Jay’s age disliked being naked in public, much more so with their mom around! We finished packing and off we went, my palms were sweaty. I was definetly nervous as we approched the gate. The woman at the booth was naked and smiled at us. I became increasingly nervous as we approched our camping site. Once we parked at our lot, I was now a bundle of anxiety. Jane probably sensed it and gave me a plastic bottle with juice in it. “Thanks” I said, taking a large gulp. I immediately noticed that this wasn’t just juice. “Liquid courage” she said, smiling at me taking one for herself and taking a large gulp. It had alcohol in it, and quite generously. It tasted good and I was pretty thirsty, the nervousness had made me forget to drink previously and realised that I was really thirsty. We got out of the car to setup our tent. I started taking stuff out of the car and got busy with the tent’s instructions. At some point, I heard Jay ask if he could go explore around. “Yes but don’t go to the pool or the river, children under 15 are not allowed without the supervision of an adult” Jane told her son. “Be back here in about an hour for lunch”. “Yippee” he said. I then heard some rummaging and saw Jay’s cute little butt running away, his hair on top flopping on his shaven part. I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t get to see what he had to offer in the front. I was simply curious to see if his was close to mine in size, it made me very self-concious. I sure didn’t want him to have a bigger dick than me. I would feel ashamed. Then I reassured myself that he had just turned thirteen, wasn’t tall and that he still showed no signs he had started puberty. His face was still very boyish, making him look at least a year younger than his newly aquired thirteen years. We finished setting up the tent and other stuff and I was still dressed. Jane had shed her clothes at some point. “Mike, do you think your ready to join me in the nude?” she asked smiling warmly. Now a that point I was pretty tipsy, I had had two of her very strong bottles of fruit juice and alcohol and was feeling much less self-concious. She opened a bottle of wine and gave me a glass. “Yeah, I guess” I said, still very nervous despite the amount of alcohol I had. I slowly started to undress and stopped at my briefs, trying to delay the moment. I then took a deep breath and removed them. It felt weird to feel the air on my junk. Then I started to get an erection. She smiled at me and I started to panic a bit. “Crap I’m getting hard, what do I do?” “Relax, there’s no one here but me. It’s probably just the exitement of being exposed for the first time” she said laughing. “But what if that happens when we’re with other people, like at the pool or something” I asked, genuinely bothered. “Just put a towel around your waist until it goes down, no biggie” she said laughing. I then got started on lunch while she was putting a large tablecloth on the table, put a folded towel on my side and two on her side, the etiquette in these kind of resorts I was told. While I was busy cooking our meal, I heard Jay sit down next his mom, my back facing them. When I turned around, he was sitting next to his mom, the tablecloth hiding his nakedness. He started telling her that not much had changed since last year. “Hey Mike, how does it feel to be naked? It’s your first time right?” He then looked me up, pausing at my groin and I detected a snicker in his facial expression. I took a large gulp of wine and answered: “Well, it’s really weird at first, I hope I get used to it quick”. “Doesn’t it feel great to feel air on your parts tho?” he said smiling, pointing at his crotch, hidden by the table. I then realised that I was starting to bone up. “It does, but we have to stop talking about my parts because they are starting to react to the attention” and quickly it got completly hard. Jane started to laugh sensing my discomfort. “Don’t laugh, you’re not helping!” and took another sip of wine. Jay laughed, genuinely amused by my predicament. “Don’t worry, it shouldn’t attract much attention given the size, or lack thereof” he said snickering. “Jay, that’s not very nice” Jane said while laughing. “Well mom, it’s true. I’m more likey to draw attention. I have way more to offer, by a large strech!” he snickered. Was he mocking my size? He probably still had a pencil dick, so I was a bit puzzeled. Yet Jane was amused. I had a boner in front of her son and she was so candid about it. I quickly tried to focus on finishing our meal so we could eat. I distantly heard Jane and her son chatting about but didn’t listen to what they were saying. I only hope she told him it’s a sensitive subject for me. I served everyone and we ate. When everyone was done, I went to the faucet to get some water for the dishes. When I got back to our tent, Jay was gone and Jane was putting things away. “I see your erection has finally gone down” she said smiling broadly. “Oh” I looked down “I guess”. I looked around. “Where’s Jay? I thought I’d have help with the dishes” “He wanted to go play in the playground so I sent him off. Now after we’re done with the dishes we’ll walk to the playground to get Jay and then go to the river for a swim”. With that she finished her glass. She was obviously getting a bit tipsy. We then started walking toward the playground on the dirt path. I was feeling weird being naked, walking on the path, afraid I’d pop another wood. We crossed the path of another couple. I felt compelled to look them in the eye when I saluted them, not wanting to seem weird if I looked them over. They waved back and didn’t pay attention to my crotch. I was relieved. This felt all right, no reason to panic. People don’t care. I could see in the distance that Jay was lying face down on a seesaw; a kind of long plank, raised in the middle to about knee lenght where kids can swing up and down. There was another little kid at the other end trying to balance the swing between the two. Jay was laughing while he was doing humping motions to stay balanced. His cute little bum was sticking out. We approched him, he saw us and smiled. “Done already?” he asked. “Yes, let’s go swimming!” Jane said enthusiastically. And with that we turned around and were about to head toward the sign saying “Beach” when we heard Jay say “Wait, mom come here” “What is it?” Jane asked. He wispered, “I have a boner, can you give me a towel?” he said laughing. She just laughed and gave him a towel. He discreetly put it around his belly facing away from us, tying it on the side. He got off the plank and started walking. There was an obsene bulge at the front in his mid section. It looked disproportionally huge. I wondered if he was just playing tricks on us because it couldn’t possibly be the outline of his dick. It looked way too big! “Honey that won’t do, come here” she said smiling. With that he turned toward his mom with his back to me. She untied the towel and opened it in order to rearrange it so it wouldn’t look so obsene. She now obviously had a first row seat to see her son’s erection. I saw her have a good look at it and smile broadly. She then tied the towel in the front, near his belly, putting the knot above his mid-section, above his dick so the towel would then be falling above his package without showing as much. The knot put some distance between the towel and his junk. Once it was secured in place, he turned around and you could now barely know that he had an erection. The fabric obviously had a large crease in the in the mid section but no one looking would doubt it’s anything else but the naturaly way the fabric was laid. But I knew it wasn’t the fabric that made that large crease, it was a beefy kid cock. He flopped his hair back and looked at me smiling, passing me and running toward the beach. Dang, that bowlcut he’s sporting and his seemingly large apendage started to have some effect on me. We made our way to the river. It was a nice little beach and there were about twenty people. The river was clear and it seemed deep enough to be fully submerged in some sections. We found a spot and put our things down. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jay get rid of the towel around his waist and jump in the water. He definetly had a cute butt. Round, firm and perky. Jane then took my hand and we ran in the water, joining Jay. We splashed around a bit and I got out of the water to get something to drink from our cooler. Jane then joined me. “Mike, I’m getting a bit tired, I think I’ll take a little nap. Jay wants to go to the clay pit upstream. Can you go with him, this way I’ll be able to get some rest”. “Sure”. I then headed in the water. Jay had gone pretty far to the other side and I swam to get to him. I told Jay his mom wanted to take a nap but we could go to the place he wanted to go. “All right then, lets go Mikey!” he said snickering. “Since when am I Mikey?”I asked. “Since I saw you naked with a boner like a little kid” he laughed. I think I turned ten shades of red at that comment. Wait, did he mean I boned up like a kid who has no control over it or is it because he believes I’m no bigger than a little kid? He was swimming upstream at a good pace. “It’s about 10 minutes from here, upstream” he said. “What is?” “The clay spot. It’s great. You smear some clay everywhere on you and let it dry. Then you rince in the river and it makes your skin all smooth and shiny” he said enthusiastically. Eventually, I got a bit tired of swimming. I’ve never been a great swimmer. Jay on the other hand was like a fish in the sea. I got out of the water and started walking along the river bank. The water was pretty cold and my dick was shriveled. This, of course, did not escape Jay’s sense of observation. “Dude, you’re seriously shrivelled. How can you be so small? Your pecker looks like a nine year old’s. Good thing you shaved your pubes or your dick would be lost in them” he said smiling, giving out a laugh. “Actually that was your mother who suggested it, I guess it does make my dick look bigger” I said smiling a bit. “Hehe, then you should never let your pubes grow back” he laughed. “Now you know what to do to make yours look bigger” I said smiling. “Dude, I don’t need that to make my dick look big. Besides, I don’t have pubes” he said. So I was right…?, he hasn’t started puberty yet? “Well anyway, I’ve always been more of a grower than a shower” I said looking down a bit flustered. “Haha, maybe. But it’s like your dick starts getting bigger and suddenly stops growing halfway through. Besides, to be eligible for the title of shower, you have to, at least, double in size. And you my friend, don’t qualify” he laughed. “What do you yenimahalle escort have at your best? 4 inches?” That comment hit me. If he says 4 inches is halfway through, does he say that because he thinks cocks are supposed to be 8 inches or something? I suppose, watching porn as a source of information, one could have that assumption. Surely he doesn’t mean HE’s got 8 inches! “I’m pretty lucky, I’m both a shower AND a grower” he said snickering. I tried making out if there was any truth to it by looking at his crotch. Submerged in water, I could barely discern anything even tho the water was clear. I could distinguish that there was something there, but the water was playing tricks on me, making things look bigger than they are because what I think I was seeing somehow seemed long and quite beefy. “Well right now it’s shrivelled so it sure doesn’t help my case” I said. Trying to sound I was above this. “Dude, mine doesn’t shrink nearly that badly” he said snicking. And with that he dove underwater, giving me a view of his cute bum above the water before he dove deeper. We continued and eventually, I spotted two people next to the river in some kind of raised area filled with grey mud. It was a father and his son who looked about 10-11 years old. “Hi there” said the father. He glanced at me and then at Jay who was getting out of the water. The man was standing behind his son putting some grey mud on his son’s back. The kid was covered from head to toe in clay, even his hair. The boy was sitting down with his legs straight facing me and was submerged in grey mud/water up to his waist. It was only a few inches deep but enough that I couldn’t see his privates. Now I was pretty keen on proving to myself that kids this age, who haven’t hit puberty, are still smaller than me so I was bummed I couldn’t see. “Hello” I said smiling, looking the father straight in the eyes. One thing when people are naked is, you have to look them in the eye otherwise it could be awkard. He was half covered in mud himself and saluted me. Jay passed behind me, stopped, sat down in the muddy water and started covering himself in a layer of clay. I got behind him, sat down with my back to him, entranced by the father and son who where putting on mud like it was sunscreen and started to do the same thing. “All right sport”, the father exclaimed, “Now you do my back”. With that the boy got up and put some clay on his father’s back. The boy was covered in mud and his father was hiding my view of his crotch. I was curious to see this kid. Jay had to be wrong about my penis being that small. “Put some on my back” Jay said, pulling me away from my thoughts. I turned around to see his back and proceeded to put some clay on every inch of it. His skin was soft and blemish free. He was such a beautiful boy. He had put clay even on his head, making his hair really messy. His crotch was submerged in grey water/mud so I couldn’t see his pecker. I then turned around and saw that the father and son had moved to a place to get dry on a flat rocky surface. I sat down and Jay proceeded to put clay on my back. He also put a good amount on my head and some dripped in my face near my eyes. “Hey, watch it” I said. “Sorry” he said, “you have to put clay everywhere, you’ll see. It will feel great”. With that he got up and went a bit further near the father and his son on the flat rock. I couldn’t see anything since I had to get rid of the mud that dripped near my eyes before I could open them. When I was done, I went over to them and Jay was lying on his belly, covered in grey clay from head to toe. I proceeded to lie next to him on my back to get dry. I must’ve dozed off a while because I realised that I was now dry and crusty. I looked to my left and Jay was gone. When I looked around, I saw him in the water with the other kid and his dad. All three were now all clean. Feeling a bit weird because of the dried clay all over my body, I headed over the river to wash it off. I did realise quickly when scraping it off that my skin felt great. It was now smoother than it had ever been. I could also now get a good look at the father and son, since they were no longer covered in grey mud. The father was about my age and stature. His son had sandy blond hair, hazel eyes and looked about 11 years old. He was really cute. He had a little upturned nose and a high-pitch voice younger boys have. His chest had just an once of baby fat and tiny shriveled nipples. I was soon getting cold and got out of the water; sitting down on the shore with my feet still in the water. “Doesn’t that feel great?” Jay said smiling. Looking at me while he kept swimming. “Yeah, it’s pretty amazing” I said, still a bit amazed about the feeling. The father smiled at me and said “First clay bath?” “Yeah” I smiled back. He then got out of the water and turned around “Tim let’s go, it’s getting late” From my position, I could see the father was well-endowed. He had about five inches of soft dick hanging. What totally surprised me tho was when his son got out of the water. This kid had about 4 soft inches of boydick, about the thickness of a weiner, dangling between his legs. I was shocked and speechless. The father had aboslutely no reaction and neither did Jay. How come he, a least, was not suprised by this? “Bye Timmy” Jay said, waving at his new friend. “Bye” anwsered Timmy, with his high-pitch voice. I was still in a trance when Jay said something about heading back. I just nodded and mindlessly got up and started walking downstream next to the river. Jay was still swimming, happy like a fish. There is something unsettling knowing that some little kid has a bigger package than you and it was eating me up. “Still shriveled” Jay asked, looking at me, snickering. I looked down and thought I was about at my standard state/lenght of about 3 inches. “Yeah” I lied. “Haha liar, you prented to be a grower, so you have to have some room to grow but now there isn’t that much to go really” he laughed. Now this talk about my dick started to make me hard. “Well you’re no better” I said, trying to save face. “Haha, dude, haven’t you noticed how much bigger I am than you are?” he said with a snicker. “Well, I haven’t actually seen you” I answered sheepishly. “Why? I know you wanna see it” he said smiling. “What, why?” I asked feeling myself turning red. “Dude, everyone likes to see it, even mom. People always look at it when I pass them” he said laughing. Jay smiled and said : “Well, now I’m shriveled so it’s not a good time. First impressions are important” he said laughing. “How is that you didn’t see my junk, I’ve been naked for hours!” he said while laughing lightly. “and it’s not like I can hide it easily!” With that comment, he looked over at my crotch : “Dude, you’re hard again!” and started laughing. “I told you to stop talking about it, it has a mind of its own! When it gets mentionned it becomes alive.” I answered getting really self- concious but I couldn’t just hide it with my hands. He kinda already knew it was hard so I’d just look silly. “Seriously, all my friends are bigger than you. Even Nate is probably bigger than you are” he said snickering. Nate is Grant’s youngest brother (he has two younger brothers). I’ve only seen him once, really cute kid with brown hair, deep blue eyes, probably around nine or ten years old; he seemed sweet. I was more familiar with Grant’ other younger brother Cody as he was often hung out with the two boys. He has a funny personality and a cocky attitude. Now I was starting to think Jay was making this up to get a reaction out of me or something. “Sure, that sounds legit” I answered. “Well, you don’t seem to be very informed on the subject” he said. “Plus you don’t get out much so you don’t have first hand knowledge either. Here is a proof for you, we’ve seen two people earlier, one adult and a ten year old kid. Tell me, now many of them had a dick bigger than yours?” I started to have a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach, I didn’t like where this was going. “Well, the father did have a bigger dick than mine” I anwsered, hoping it would be enough to satisfy him. “What about the kid?” he pressed on. “Was he really ten?” I asked sheepishly. “Yes he was!” he answered sharply. I stayed silent. “Well…?” he asked, getting impatient. “I don’t know, about the same as me I guess?” I answered, getting quite a bit red. “Dude, I was right next to that kid. His dick was as big in its soft state as yours when it’s hard, about as large as well, like a roll of quarters or a weiner” he said pointing at my hardon. “As for mine, it’s both longer and much fatter than this kid’s”. he said smiling broadly, looking at me. At that point I was looking at my feet wondering how to get out of this conversation when I started to hear voices, we were finally back at the beach. I searched for Jane and she was right where we left her, still asleep. I then gave her a kiss. She opened here eyes and looked at me. “Hey sexy” she said still sounding sleepy. “Hey” I said, smiling looking straight at her. “Did you guys have fun at the clay spot?” “Yeah”, answered Jay. I turned around and he was standing well wrapped in his towel, shivering. “Well I slept wonderfully. What time is it?” “About 5:30” I said, looking at my watch. “Oh, it’s late, lets go back to the tent to prepare dinner” she said while getting up. We then gathered our stuff and started walking toward our camp. The sun was getting low and it was already getting colder. Jay was still wrapped in his towel, walking a bit mindlessly. Once we got to our camp, Jane said: “All right, it’s getting colder, we should get dressed, we’ll be more comfortable”. I followed her in the tent since our bags were already inside. Jay went in the car to retrieve his clothes. After we got dressed, we got out of the tent and noticed that Jay was fully dressed, attepting to start a fire. I got started on dinner while Jane opened a bottle of wine and served us both a generous glass. We both smiled and took one gulp. We had dinner and finished the wine. Jane went in the car and got a bottle of whisky. She was all smiles and poured herself a glass. She was about to give me one but I told her I already had enough, I didn’t want to be sick. She just laughed and took a big gulp. She definetly loved her booze. We then all sat around the fire and told a few stories. It eventually got late and Jane was obviously drunk and sleepy. She said that she’d go take a shower and sleep and invited us to do the same. Jay started to protest but she told him that he smelled like fire smoke and there was no way he would sleep in the tent smelling like that. I smiled, thinking maybe I would finally get to see him naked and see if Jay was just a big mouth or there was actually some truth somewhere in there. Jane left and I took the necessary items for the shower while Jay took his backpack. I asked Jay where it was and he just told me to follow him. We walked on the path toward the main building next to the pool. It was late so the pool was closed but the building was lit and we could hear voices inside. I opened the door and the light blinded me a bit. There a long bench and a row of lockers on each side. Sitting on the bench was the father and son we had met earlier today. They were wet and seemed to have just finished their shower. “Well hello” I told them. “Hi!” said the kid. The father nodded at me. The father was drying his son with a towel and he was giggling, definitely enjoying the attention. Again I was struck by the size this kid was sporting between his legs. It hung softly on his raisin-sized balls, not a hair in sight. I sat next to them, trying not to stare but I was now right next to the kid and boy was he impressive up close. His dick was uncircumsized and looked a bit more than 4 inches soft. Was it bigger than this afternoon? Maybe he was a bit shriveled then, after all he was getting out of the river when I saw him. Or maybe he was starting to chub up because his father was giving his body some attention. I wondered, how could such a small kid be this well-endowed? Was it me who was that small? I then proceeded to remove my clothes absent-mindedly, putting them neatly in the locker. When I snapped back to reality, Jay was wrapped in a towel around his waist, waiting for me to be done undressing. The father and his boy were almost done dressing and I was finally naked. Looking at my own member, I felt a bit self-concious. Jay started making his way toward the end of the row and moved between me and the father and son while removing his towel with his back to me. My eyes were still on my dick when Jay stopped, turned a bit sideways and said: “Don’t worry ‘dad’, I’m sure yours will grow soon too” snickering. The father found it funny and gave a little laugh while looking me over. He also had a view of Jay’s groin and gave it a good look. I couldn’t see from my position tho. But I couldn’t believe he had said such a thing in front of strangers to goof around. I was dying of shame and kept my head down while pretending to laugh. This guy had about 5 inches of soft dick so of course he was confident. Even his son started laughing when he looked at me. He was probably finding the fact that he had a dick bigger than an adult quite amusing. I really wish I could turn invisible sometimes. I headed to the shower while Jay stopped at the urinal. It was an open shower with about 9 shower heads in a square room. Of course, how could I expect private showers in a nudist camp? On my left, there was a father with his two sons. The older one looked about 14 and the younger about 13. I nodded at their father when entering and he nodded back sternly. I went to the right and put my towel and soap above the shower head on a rack. I turned on the shower and let the warm water run down my body. I closed my eyes, turned around and opened them to look at the two cuties right in front of me. They were all busy washing themselves and paid no attention to me. Both boys had brown hair and brown eyes like their father. I risked a look at their privates and was rewarded with an incredible sight. Both boys had about the same size and it was impressive on their skinny builds. They both had about 4.25 inches of soft, meaty boydick under a small thuft of pubes, the older boy being thicker and having more pubes. Again I couldn’t believe that once more, there were kids with bigger dicks than me. It now became more and more likely that what Jay was saying was true and that I was really small. It made me feel a bit strange to suddenly realize that, based on Jay’s accounts, most kids above 10 years old had bigger penises than me. Distracted by sight of these two boys in front of me and lost in my thoughts , I barely registered that Jay was now next to me taking a shower. I was now starting to bone up so I simply faced the wall and started soaping my body vigorously trying to shake off what I had just seen while closing my eyes. The trio left the shower area and headed to the lockers. I could hear them chat and their father was hurrying them to finish up. After a little while, I managed to get my dick under control and open my eyes to look a the wall in front of me. Jay then said: “Can you wash my back?” and presented his back to me. I was seeing him out of the corner of my eye with water in them so it was all a bit fuzzy. “Sure” I said, taking a step toward him to wash his back. Jay was completly naked in front of me! The thought itself was making me nervous. I put my hand on his shoulder and then proceeded to wash his back with my soap, admiring again the softness of his skin. I took a good look at his ass, two perfect globes. I didn’t dare touch them, I only washed his back. He was busying himself washing his front, paying close attention to his privates. He was making long motions, even bending over a bit to reach to wash the tip of his penis. He then seemed to take his penis with one had, lift it up and wash the tip carefully. I could only guess he was washing under his foreskin (come to think of it, I didn’t knwo whether or not he was uncircumcised) because I still coudn’t see above his shoulder, despite yozgat escort his movements. “Thanks” he said, then turned to his side so the water would hit his back to rince off the soap and put his head under the stream. And then my eyes aimed down to finally take a peek at his junk while he had his eyes closed. I didn’t want him to see that I was checking him out. And checking him out I did. Boy was I in for a shock. I understood where his confidence was coming from. He was not kidding when he said he had me beaten by a large stretch. It was so, so much bigger than mine. His thirteen year old soft cock was uncircumsized, probably about 4.5 inches but it was so much beefier than mine. Boy was it thick! About as thick as an english cucumber. Was it chubbed up a bit or was this his standard state? He was somehow playing with it by washing it earlier. On his small frame, it looked gigantic. I remember he mentionned that he was both a shower and a grower. If he wasn’t kidding about me being small compared to him, then maybe he wasn’t kidding about that. If so, how big was that thing when it was hard? How could I ask him without sounding too obvious. I was mesmerized by his dick, it was so beautiful. I wanted to suck it so bad. Wait what? Why would I think that? I focused on his dick again and noticed that he had also told the truth when he said he didn’t have pubes yet. His pubic mound is still smooth, not a wispy hair in sight. His balls were smooth and large. I then diverted my gaze before I got caught. Jay moved so his head was now no longer under the water and turned off his shower. He then took his towel above his shower head next to mine, smiled at me confidently, giving me time to take a good look at him in his naked state. He then looked at me over, snickered and left for the lockers. “Make sure you wash everywhere properly Mikey” he said snickering. I was now hard as a rock, and he had seen me! There wasn’t much point in hiding it so I headed to the lockers with my hardon leading the way. He was drying his hair and didn’t pay much attention to me. He knew I had checked him out. He also knew he, the thirteen year old, had a bigger cock than me and he knew I now also knew it, without the shadow of a doubt. He had scored, and I’m sure he was quite happy about it. We got back to our tent to find Jane snoring softly on the left matress. She was passed out because of the alcohol obviously. I tried to shake her to tell her goodnight but she was passed out and would not react. Jay took the spot on the right and I setteled for the middle spot. It was a bit cold outside yet it was hot in the tent. Jay shoved down his PJ and got under a thin blanket naked. Great idea, I thought, and did the same. I was about to fall asleep when I heard sounds coming from Jay. There was enough moonlight in the tent to see his shadow moving. His breathing was a bit hard. I had my head facing the ceiling and out of the corner of my eye, I could see a shadow going slowly up and down making what seemed exagerated movements. The little imp was masturbating! I couldn’t see well without turning my head but I was afraid he’d realize I was not sleeping and would stop if I moved. I could, somehow, maybe discern a long shadow. I had to see! I very slowly turned my head to look at it directly. The shadows then became more focused, he was holding his cock with his right hand and had his right knee up, blocking me the view and casting shadow on it. I couldn’t see it. I was pretty bummed so I tried looking at his face to see the cute face he made when he jerked off. He was looking straigt at me. I panicked a bit to have been caught, feeling like a deer in headlights. “Awake I see?” he wispered. “Sorry” I mumbeled. “No, it’s fine. Now that you’re up, you can make yourself useful” he wispered. I looked at him, puzzeled. “Come closer” he wispered “and turn around”. Being the ever so compliant, I followed his instructions. “No, not away from me, I mean turn on your belly” he said, a bit impatiently. I complied. “What, why?” I asked, slowly realising what was about to happen. “Well, I’m horny from seeing naked people all day and you want my dick” he said. I started to think about protesting when he moved over and climbed his smaller frame on my back. I felt his breath between my shoulder blades. I could feel his hardness poking my ass cheeks. It rested between my buns. I couldn’t feel really how long it was but it was large. It parted my ass cheeks. I was hoping he was still somewhat innocent and that’s all he meant by helping. He then lifted himself up and I heard him reach for his bag, and take a bottle from it. I could barely make out what he was doing since he was behind me. I heard the bottle pop and he smeared some (on his cock I presume). I then heard sound of cream being applied. He was either taking his time or he had alot of area to cover. He then poured some on my asshole and pushed a finger in. I started to move and open my mouth to protest and he said: “Hush, it’s all right. You’re helping out, you’re doing great. You’ll love my cock”. “Jay, I’ve never…” “It’s all right, trust me” he said. “Jay, we’re right next to your mom. She could wake up”. “Shut up and she won’t wake up” he said harshly. “Anyway she’s passed out because she’s drunk”. I froze and let him continue fingering me. I didn’t really feel anything, just some discomfort. How do some people like this? He then went on and inserted a second finger. Now this did cause some pain. I relaxed and let it continue, surrendering my will to resist. I felt weird knowing I had boy fingers up my ass. The third finger did sting a bit at first but now it was ok. After a few seconds he removed his fingers. “Open your legs more” he wispered. His young, soft voice echoing. I knew what was coming but I still didn’t know how big his cock was. I had never had anything up there, would it hurt badly? I wondered. I then felt something large on my hole, trying to make its way in. This was defenetly not his fingers since he now had both his arms on my sides. Even after his three fingers this felt so much bigger. It had to be quite a bit larger than his tree fingers. “Wait, how big are you? I asked, flustered. “You’ll know soon enough” he said, snickering. I couldn’t believe how bold he was, about to fuck me next to his mom. “Now push like you’re taking a crap” he ordered. I did as asked and felt him push. He applied more pressure and then I felt my ass give way to the head. I felt like I was split in two. I inhaled harshly, trying to muffle my sounds. It hurt! I felt his cock trying to force its way in deeper. He then waited a few seconds before moving again, letting me get used to the pain. He then proceeded to push some of his lenght in. He pushed a bit and I felt some of his shaft enter me. Again it was painful and he waited a bit to sink some more. After what seemed like a few minutes of shoving it in and pausing, it seemed to have stopped. Yet I could not feel him pressed against me yet. That meant there was still some lenght to go. He proceeded to stay like that a few seconds and give a little push every moment or so. Eventually I felt more of him enter me, and then more, and finally he shoved the rest of his dick in, ending with a thumping sound. I could now feel his hairless pelvis on my ass. I felt full. He was now all in me! The whole of him, whatever it, is… It’s hard to know by simple feel like this. Then I thought about when I saw it earlier in the shower. He was more than 4 inches soft. He said earlier that he was both a shower and a grower. He also said that his definition of grower is to at least double in size. Does that mean that I now had 8 inches up my butt, at the least? Surely he had been making this up. How could a thirteen year old have such a big cock? Had I really been living under a rock and all kids around Jay’s age really do have bigger dicks than me? He interrupted my thoughts by slowly moving out and then slowly back in. Just a few inches out, then in. I guess he wanted to make sure my butt accepted his whole lenght. He then slowly started taking more and more out, then back in. He kept deep fucking me like that for a few minutes. Eventually he was going at a steady pace and breathing harder. He let out a few moans with his high-pitch husky voice. I then started feeling very good everytime he rammed his dick in me. He kept at it, not breaking the rythm for several minutes . At some point he pulled almost all the way out and shoved his dick back in with force. This was way different than the fingers. It felt really, really good now. Really good! “Oh yes, fuck me Jay” I heard myself wisper. “I knew you liked my dick. Take my man-cock Mikey” he said, shoving his large member in me with force. With that he picked up the pace and started ramming me hard. Making me feel amazing everytime. I was feeling more pleasure than I ever had and it was this 13 year old boy who was giving it to me with his big kid cock. “Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me with your big cock” I wispered in joy. “agg. mmmmm”. This went on for a few minutes until he was hammering me with vigor. This freshly minted thirteen year old was breeding me hard! I could not repress a small yelp after every powerful trust, overwhelmed by the jolts of pleasure. I felt like I was masturbated from this inside. He had surprising stamina as this went on for several minutes. I was completely lost in pleasure, one I had never felt before. He then shoved all his lenght in one swoop motion violently, sinking balls deep, and deposited his seed deep inside me and gave out a long boyish moan: “Huuuuummmphhh”. At that moment I came without even touching myself. It was the most intense feeling I ever had. He collapsed on me and stayed immobile for a few seconds. He then withdrew himself from my ass and left me feeling empty, my ass still feeling the effect of being invaded by his massive tool. He wiped himself on his towel and just crashed on his mattress. I was left still speechless, still in the same position. It couldn’t have been his first time. He seemed to know what he was doing. And he was good!! I looked over at him and he was already asleep. I was trying to process this. I had just been deflowerd by a thirteen year old boy with what felt like a massive cock. How was it that he had the bigger one? I sure as hell know my own dick wouldn’t have felt that way in a ass. It’s smaller than a turd and those don’t feel like they are splitting me open. So how big was he when fucked me? I slowly crawled back on my side, my ass feeling a little weird, as were my own feelings. The following morning I was awaken by Jane kissing me on the lips, she was smiling broadly. She put a finger in front of her lips to tell me not make a sound. She then pointed at her son and laughed softly. He was a bit messy, naked, on his back with a huge piss hard-on. When I saw it I could not believe I had this in my butt yesterday. It was huge! and his mom did not even seem to think it was unusual, she thought it was funny! Now I really wanted to measure it to know really how big it was. Imagine my surprise when Jane moved silently to her purse and took out a small pink tape measure. She motionned me to move closer and look. Jay was still sleeping soundly. How could a boy his size have such a massive penis? She took her tape measure and placed it at the base of his cock. She then pulled on it until she reached the tip and had me read the number. “8.6 inches” I said, impressed . His cock was so beautiful under sunlight. Perfectly straight, it was mesmerizing and impressive to look at. She then took the cloth tape measure and circled it around his member. She put her nail next to the number and showed it to me. “Six and a quarter inches” I said, not believing it. Well, I do have a thing for numbers. This meant that Jay boy here has more than double the lenght AND the circumference of my own. In fact, by sheer volume, he had me beaten tenfold (as if I wasn’t feeling small enough already)!!! It would literally take ten of mine to equal his in volume. I felt a pinch in my stomach thinking about that. She then said without saying a word, reading on her lips : “That’s my boy” smiling broadling putting her hands on her chest. She then looked at me smiling. Boy? I thought, more like horse! “It’s enormous” I stammered.. I was mesmerized! I had to touch this magnificent tool! “I know” she said smiling broadly. I got a bit closer and reached to touch it. I looked over at Jane and she was smiling at me, encouraging me to continue on. I took hold of it with my hand. Now I don’t have large hands and I could not reach all the way around his shaft. It felt so meaty, powerful, yet soft. I then realised that I also had an erection. I got up and left the tent to pee in the woods at the back of our lot. She came behind me and said: “You look upset”. I hadn’t realised I was giving this effect. “I..” she did not let me start saying something. “Is it because you feel you’re small?, because, I don’t care. I’m so proud of my boy, I just wanted to share that part of him with you. You know most guys with long soft cocks only get a bit bigger when they get hard, believe me, I have some experience. Not my Jay tho, he’s a big boy soft and even more so when he’s exited” she said smiling. “His father was the most well-endowed man I have ever seen, he truely takes after him”. I couldn’t really answer her the absolute truth, that I now knew how small I really was. That all four other boys I saw yesterday all had a soft cock bigger than mine when hard, and that her son used my ass yesterday and I loved it. I felt really strange about all that. “It’s OK” I said, “You know it’s a sensitive topic with me” I smiled. “It’s fine hun, I like you even with that small dick you have”. I then saw Jay arriving next to us, obviously awaken by the little commotion. “It’s OK Mikey, not all of us are promoted to man-cockness”. He said laughing showing us his piss-hard erection. “Sweetie, that’s not nice” she said laughing, looking at her son’s appendage with wide eyes, turned around and left. “What mom? It’s like his prick hasn’t grown past 9 years old!” he said smiling boadly, his piss coming out of his still hard impressive cock. Now that I think of it, was it true? Did I simply stop growing from down there before puberty? I was a late bloomer and started masturbating when I was like 16. My dick was about as big then as it is now, before that tho, no… it had grown. I never had the experience of common changing rooms in p-e as a kid and no one took showers at school so I never noticed that I was so small. “Don’t worry Mikey, you make out for it in other ways” he said laughing looking at my ass. “That’s true son!” Jane laughed but the real message obviously escaped her. “It’s funny how when it’s hard and I hold it in my hand” he demonstrated using his small hand, “my fingers aren’t even close to reaching all the way around. haha. I don’t even think you’d be able either. It’s ok tho, cause I know one thing you have that fits REAL nicely around it” he said smiling at me. I felt my ass twitch at that comment and I blushed. I looked around to see if Jane was close but she was now far and couldn’t hear us. “Well if your hand can’t completly close on it, they are not very well suited for it” I said, trying to have some sort of come-back. “Yeah, that’s why I much prefer other means” he said snickering. “So how was it to finally wrap your hand around a man cock” Jay asked, smiling. “Or should I say, almost wrap around it. After all, 6.25 inches around for girth is a lot of cock to handle”, he said laughing. “What? When were you..” I started saying. “The whole time” he said, interrupting me, smiling devilishly. “It’s okay Mikey, I don’t mind sharing my toy” he laughed. I then turned around, probably beet red, and headed toward our tent. To be continued… Let me know your comments: ota This is my first story on Nifty. I am by no means a writer, heck, english is not even my first language. I hope what I lack in litterary expression and vocabulary, I managed to compensate with set up, tension and disovery. I wrote a story for myself first, as it is exactly the kind that I like. If you know any other similar ones on , let me know! I love when boys are better endowed than their adult friends. I know I’ve probably left alot of mistakes and I’m sorry! I read it at least 10 times and found some new ones everytime. Anyway, let me know your thoughts 😀
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