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Precocious	By : XxSwaggerMcJaggerxX Category: +M through R > Recess Views: 3538 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Detweiler seemed determined to beat the game now that he got past the forest.
Sitting on the floor, the two of them moved the video games into the living room and onto the bigger TV. TJ sat right between his legs as the principal sat criss cross with his arms wrapped around the boy.
TJ was adamant about grabbing his suit jacket and using it like a throw blanket. Normally it was the shirt, but Prickly was getting used to his weirdness. Their weirdness. He already got this far into this, might as well dive on in. Besides, being close to the kid, it felt nice.
“So, you’re an adult,” TJ said. “And you know a lot of stuff, right?”
“Yep.”
“So can I ask you a question about something?”
“Go ahead.”
There was a moment of silence as Detweiler got his thoughts together. This was big question, he had to have the nerve to actually ask it.
“Sometimes, when I’m laying in bed at night trying to sleep, my penis gets hard, and then I touch it, and it feels really really good. Like when you were spanking me in your office,” he said. “Is that normal? Is that a thing that people do, or am I weird?”
That certainly wasn’t what he was expecting. Really, as soon as the word ‘penis’ came out of the boys mouth, Prickly froze, though Detweiler didn’t stop talking like he noticed anything. He was hoping that his parents had this sort of discussion with him. It’s not like this school districts sex ed started this early. Last time he checked, it was the sixth graders that got that lesson. But he was bound to ask questions, as most 10 year olds are.
But why’d he have to ask him?
Prickly sighed. “Yes, Detweiler. That’s completely normal, and you’re not weird.”
“Oh okay. Good,” he said. “But like, why does that happen?”
“Because you’re young and your body is still trying to fine-tune itself. That happens to all boys, for random reasons out of their control. Don’t worry about it, alright? There’s nothing wrong with you,” said Prickly. “Just don’t touch yourself in front of others, or in public. Keep that in the bedroom.”
“So do you do it, too?”
“. . .You have no shame about what you ask,” he said. “Yes, Detweiler. Every male you know has either done it, or will.”
“Oh.”
That seemed to be the end of the questions, thank God. Today is supposed to be relaxing, not filled with the awkwardness of a unplanned sex-ed lesson.
“What other game do you have?” TJ asked. He crawled out of the older males lap and over to the small pile of games under the TV. “Hey, you’ve got a Nintendo 64! And Mario Kart, lets play Mario Kart!”
He pulled the console and handed one of the controllers to Prickly. While plugging everything into the television, he paused and turned back to the principal.
“What?”
“Do you want to play?” He asked.
“It doesn’t matter to me.”
“But it does matter! Every time I come over we always do what I want.,” said TJ. “We should do something you want.”
“Detweiler, it’s fine—”
“No, it’s not! C’mon, you gotta want to do something. What do old guys like to do? Fishing? We can go fishing.”
“What happened to me not being that old?”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean it.” TJ turned around and sat on the floor, facing him. “But really, what do you like to do? What other stuff do you like?”
“. . .Fishing.” He admitted. TJ smiled as he was proven correct. “Only sometimes. I’ll take you out there one day, alright? I like old science fiction movies.”
“You mean the ones with the really bad special effects?” He asked. Prickly nodded. “We’ve gotta watch one!”
“I knew you would say that,” Prickly mumbled. “They’re inside the ottoman, pick one out.”
He watched the boy crawl over and look inside the ottoman. He hadn’t watched one of those old movies in a while. As well as demanding his suit jacket, Detweiler also demanded the right not to wear pants, and like with the jacket, he got his way. Made it easy to look at his ass, though.
“This one!” TJ held up It Came from Beneath the Sea. “Let’s watch this one.”
TJ settled back in his lap as the movie started, eating handfuls of popcorn as he marveled at what counted for good special effects in the past. It wasn’t scary in the slightest, but it was still interesting to watch. He paused in his eating as a pair of arms wrapped around him. This was nice.
“Principal Prickly?”
“What is it, boy?”
“Can we take a nap in your bed again after the movie?” TJ asked.
“You’ve been napping over here a lot,” Prickly said. “Why?”
“I dunno. It feels nice napping with you. Especially when you wrap your arms around me, it makes me feel safe and protected, and it’s like, the best sleep ever,” he explained. “We don’t have to, I’m not even that tired. We can stay like this, this is nice, too.”
He reached up and pulled Prickly’s arms closer. They focused back on the movie, enjoying the cheesy dialogue and the terribly predictable plot.
What was he supposed to say to that? That the feeling was mutual, and that wrapping his arms around him, either like this or while they were napping, felt great to him, too? Kid probably knew it already. He leaned over and kissed the fourth graders cheek. Detweiler wiped the spot, but still smiled at the gesture.
“Principal Prickly?”
“Hmm?”
“Remember what we talked about earlier?” He asked. “It’s happening.”
“Oh. Right now?’
“Right now,” said TJ. “Should I go into a room and take care of it or is here okay?”
“Probably right here. I doubt you really know what you’re doing. Might as well make this a learning experience.”
“Wait, you’re gonna help? How?” Detweiler turned until they were facing each other.
“By showing you,” he said. “You don’t mind, do you?’
“NO! No, you can show me.” The fourth grader, already out his pants, quickly shimmied out of his boxers, leaving him mostly naked with his unplanned arousal on display. Nothing happened yet, but his fidgeting fingers and slight blush on his chubby freckled cheeks was enough to show that he was getting more frustrated as the seconds ticked by.
He took a deep breath. The movie continued playing, acting as background noise. “The quickest thing you’ll learn from this is that it feels better when someone else does this for you. But it’s different for everybody.” He became acutely aware of their size difference when he gently wrapped a hand around the boys member’s. Small, smooth and hairless, the boy flinched and shuttered immediately on contact.
“You’ll have to experiment and see what feels best, but there’s a lot you can do,” he said. Using his thumb, he rubbed the underside of the boys cock, eliciting a gasp. “Some spots are more sensitive than others. Like the underside. Or the tip.”
TJ grasped at the carpet, involuntarily thrusting into the hand gripping him, and panting. This was much better than those nights alone in his head with a thousand questions rushing through his mind as he did this himself, not quite understanding what and why it was happening to him. He wanted to remember what was being told to him, but it was hard, with his mind in an increasingly thick haze.
Prickly knew from the start that the kid wasn’t going to last long. This was all new to him; he had no endurance to speak of. Hell, five seconds of humping a pillow would’ve been enough for him to get off. Prickly doubted the kid was able to listen to what he was saying so he stopped. Instead he took in the sight in front of him. Panting, unable to keep his bright blue eyes open as he succumbed to what was happening to him.
Then he arched his back as he reached climax.
Nothing came from him, as expected, really. He was still too young for that.
Detweiler laid flat on the carpeted floor, panting, with his hair sticking to his forehead. The kid smiled at him as he tried to push himself up with trembling arms, only to fall back down to the floor. He whined.
“Relax, Detweiler. You’re going to need a few minutes,” said Prickly. He scooped the ten year old up in his arms and held him close. Still exhausted, TJ gripped his shirt, still with the older mans jacket draped around him. He wasn’t tired before, but now it was getting harder to keep his eyes open. Especially when being held like this. He already felt safe when Pete wrapped his arms around him when they napped. But like this, like this, it was a thousand times better.
Curling in tighter, he gave up the fight to stay awake and dozed off.
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