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Mom Helps Out

... He stopped, frustrated. "Why won't it do it?" "You're too young," Timmy said, with a little giggle. He felt weird. There was something exciting about watching Rich try to jack off. Timmy knew it was probably wrong but was still horny from his aborted cum. "...and, you're doing it wrong." Rich kicked off his pants the rest of the way and turned to his big b*****r. "Show me." Timmy shook his head. He was getting into "fag" territory, as the other guys at school called it... That was the "wrong" feeling he was feeling. "Show me or I'll tell Mom," Rich threatened. Timmy paused. That was just what he needed; Rich blabbing to his mom about Timmy jacking off. It would just add to her problems and he didn't want to upset her more since their dad had moved out just 1 month before. "Okay, okay," Timmy finally said. He had Rich sit across from him on the bed with his legs open like his own and began rubbing his own dick slowly. Rich tried to ape his movements but just wasn't getting the hang of it, so Timmy tentatively reached out and tenderly rolled the limp boy- cock in his fingers. Rich had never felt anything like it, and let out an audible sigh. Timmy was relieved to see that his little b*****r was finally getting a little stiff and moved Rich's hand back to his little dick. "There you go, k**do," he said and resumed watching as Rich started getting the hang of it. The two b*****rs sat facing each other on the bed pulling on their young cocks, Timmy's making lewd smacking sounds ...

... as he pulled himself off. Rich's prick was fully erect now and was turning red as his hand rubbed frantically. Timmy saw this and worried that Rich might hurt himself, so he stopped beating himself off, spit on his hand and grabbed his little b*****r's penis. He began stroking it long and smoothly, like he would want someone to stroke his own dick. "That feels a lot better when you do it, Timmy," Rich said, eyeing Timmy's swollen tool. Rich had always thought of himself as fair, so he began stroking Timmy's dick. It was difficult as his hand could barely reach all the way around. So he just tightened his grip and tried to match the long even strokes that his b*****r was using on him. Timmy looked down at Rich's little hand on his peter. How could something that felt so good be wrong, he thought to himself. "You're learning, Rich... That's real nice... That feels great!" Rich smiled proudly. He wanted to do good things for his b*****r. "You're doing pretty good yourself, Timmy." The two boys laughed and continued jacking each others cocks. The tight grip that Rich was using on his cock was getting to Timmy. Rich was also using a sort of twisting motion on Timmy so he could cover the entire area with his one hand. "Your dangling is soooo big, Timmy," said Rich. It got even bigger after he said this. It was almost as big around as his own forearm, and long too. He hoped his own dangling would grow to be that big someday. It was bigger now than it had ever been before, but not ...