Little Butt and the Behemoth 10: Secret Desires

(“Don’t be such a tenderfoot, Joey! You don’t have to go inside to take a leak,” I laugh, jerking down his little blue shorts in one swift move with both hands. He gasps to see his little cock bare in the bright sunlight. Unlike the Behemoth, little Joey’s modest.

“We’re guys, remember? We can do that anywhere! Come on, your Mom’s gone and nobody’s around,” I urge, pulling off my own shorts and sneakers. “Nobody’s climbing over the fence, and I’m the only one tall enough to see over it. Let’s piss here then frolic in the buff, OK?”)

Joey hops up and down with excitement and raises his arms high so I can slip off his t-shirt. My own shirt pulls off in one quick motion, and suddenly we’re naked together, standing in the middle of Joey’s back yard. Cool!