The Connection
Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2025 2:03 pm
The Connection, Part 1
Parker could feel the warm sun on his body. Mia had talked him into removing his shirt as they sat on the summit of a grassy knoll in the park. She’d given him an earbud and offered to share her music.
Every song that came on was one he liked. A few were ones he really liked. He was totally relaxed, and slowly drifted away, forgetting everything except the music and that he knew now that Mia Townsend really liked him.
Then the music slowly faded away. Parker was still comfortable. The sun still warmed his bare chest.
“Unzip your pants.”
The voice was dream-like. He wasn’t sure if he heard it over the earbud or if it was spoken. It might have even been part of his dream and not said at all. His right hand moved towards his groin, but then he felt his conscious mind kick in. He was on a hill looking down on a park. One that many people, men, women, teens, and kids used. He pulled his hand back and the music returned with one of his long-time favorite songs.
Two songs later, he again heard, “Unzip your pants.” In his head? Spoken out loud? He had no idea, but this time his right hand moved and unzipped his pants. He thought he heard a giggle and almost pulled the zipper back up, but more music came on. Several songs in a row.
“Don’t piss Mia off,” April Fielder whispered to her younger sister. “Do not make any sound until she takes the earbud out of his ear.”
April was on Parker’s left side, her sister to her left. Mia was to Parker’s right. It was the second time she’d been invited to watch Mia connect with a boy. She hadn’t believed it the first time, but now she knew that if the connection could be established, she would soon be watching Parker play with himself.
The first boy she’d been invited to watch had been Dean Whitmore. Like her, Mia, and Parker, Dean was fourteen. And she got to see a lot more than just watching him stroke his thing until stuff shot out. She’d seen him naked twice after that. Totally naked, and aware that he was. It was thrilling, to say the least.
“Pull your penis out through the zipper.”
A simple command. Easily done. His conscious mind again warned him that it wasn’t the right time or place, but it was easier to ignore now. Parker reached inside and pulled it out. He knew a lot about his dick. He measured it monthly, keeping a log in a hidden pocket notebook in his room. How long and thick it was, both when hard and when soft. How wide his ball sack was. He was proud of his growth since he first started keeping the log back around his eleventh birthday. His dick was soft now, but growing. Just under four inches long now, it would soon stretch to four and a half inches long once it was fully hard.
“Get it hard, and masturbate.”
More cautions, again, easily ignored. In fact, he could almost completely shut off the warnings his brain was creating now. He began stroking it, feeling the warmth of it.
Lora was transfixed. Her sister had told her what to expect and the need to be absolutely quiet still until the earbud was removed. She hadn’t believed a word of it. No boy would sit in front of three girls and play with himself in public. But now she was witnessing it. She sat up, moving slowly, so she could see better.
It took no time at all for Parker to get his dick hard. He used the grip he’d grown up with; two fingers and the thumb on his right hand. He normally had a tissue in his left. And that memory caused his brain to flash more warnings. Girls were watching, he was in the open in the park. But a new song began playing, and pushed those thoughts aside. They didn’t matter. He didn’t need the tissue.
April turned angerly and held a finger across her lips to remind her sister to remain quiet. As Parker started stroking his penis, Lora had made a sound. It caused Parker to pause and open his eyes, but just for a second. Then he closed his eyes again and resumed masturbating.
“Oh, you did fine, you’re such a brave boy.”
He’d had what might have been the greatest orgasm of his life. At least five bursts of cum had fired off, and he was now squeezing his dick to push the remainder out. There was some noise in his brain about the mess, but he didn’t care.
“Remove your shorts and underwear and let us see all of you.”
There was no hesitation. Parker knew his brain was trying to stop him, but now he could shut that noise off. Getting naked was what his girlfriend wanted, and he moved quickly to make her happy with him.
The earbud was removed and the music stopped. It took several moments before Parker realized that he was naked except for shoes and socks, and clearly visible to people in the park. He opened his eyes and saw it wasn’t as bad as that. Lora and April were now at his feet, looking at him. But more importantly, they blocked anyone on the trail at the bottom of the hill from seeing him.
“Where’s my pants?” he asked, horrified at what he’d done. He couldn’t believe it. The voice in his head ordered him to jack off and then strip, and he’d done it.
“Right behind me,” Mia said. “I’ll give them back to you in a minute. We just want to see what a big boy you are.” She didn’t mind lying. She done this with over a dozen boys since her cousin had taught her how to do it. She’d even experienced it, stripping naked with five boys her cousin had invited over watching. She’d made her juices flow and pulled her lips apart to give the boys a look inside. All because her cousin had told her to.
Parker was nothing special in terms of size. Now that she’d seen many boys in the last three years, she had a good idea of what was normal and what was small or big. Parker was in the normal category. But telling him he was big would put his mind at ease. And she’d be able to see and show him off to other select girls several times over the next seven to ten days before her connection would wear off and fail. Once she’d made a connection with a boy (or girl, she’d connected with Chloe White once because of what Chloe had threatened to do), she couldn’t connect with him again. And she had to rest to allow her power to renew.
Mia turned and looked at the trail. Nobody in sight.
“Stand up,” she said. It was the first test without the earbud. If he failed, she wouldn’t be able to connect again.
Without hesitation, Parker rose. His hand started to move over his privates, but she told him to not cover up and he left both arms hanging to his sides.
She enjoyed the success and the view. There was one surprise. His pubic hair. It was longer and covered a wider area than Dean Whitmore’s had. It extended to the cracks where his legs joined his upper body and upwards nearly two inches. It was a lot more than any of the thirteen-year-old boys she’d seen last year. And when she started, most of the boys of twelve had none or almost no visible hair. All the same, he was going to lose it.
“Here,” she said, handing him a twenty-dollar bill wrapped in a piece of paper. “The paper says what to buy. You can keep the change, but tonight, use it on all the skin below your neck and above your ankles.”
Mia turned and looked at the trail again. Still nobody. She turned back to Parker.
“Lora wanted to touch you. Ask her to come forward and touch you if she wants. One minute or less, and then you get your clothes back.”
“Lora, come up here and touch me if you want.”
For different reasons, Mia and Lora were happy that there was no hesitation, even though his eyes showed horror at the thought of saying it. Lora ran forward.
A boy’s penis. One a year older than her. She’d never touched one before. She’d only seen one in her life other than pictures in health class, and that boy was just fourteen months old. This one was fourteen years old.
Parker jerked a bit when she grasped it. It felt way different than she expected. Nothing like a finger. It was soft underneath but getting hard as she held it. The skin slipped up and down the shaft as it got harder. She let go and gripped the two oblong objects in the skin below.
“Easy,” Parker said. “Don’t squeeze, it hurts if you do.”
Lora didn’t want Mia to stop her, so she loosened her grip. She could feel the boy’s balls. Any squeeze, even when she thought it was gentle, caused him to suck in air and try and bend his knees.
“Okay, that’s good enough,” Mia said as she held Parker’s boxers out to him. She had seen two boys, both about eleven years old, coming down the trail. And she’d allowed them to get close enough to see that Parker was standing there naked while a younger girl touched him.
Parker put his boxers on quickly. He’d also seen the two boys, who had stopped and were staring at him. He knew them both. Adam Crest, who was eleven, and Tom Stevenson who had turned twelve a couple of months ago. He knew them because Tom was the younger brother of one of his friends, Jason Stevenson. Jason and he had their fourteenth birthdays a week apart. He knew he was going to have to explain this to Jason as Tom was sure to tell him what they’d seen.
Next, Mia held out his pants. He could see the wet and slimy spots where his cum and landed on them. He finished dressing as quickly as he could, feeling horrid as the three girls walked away. Nora was laughing and turned back to get one last look at him as he was zipping up his pants.
Parker stopped at the store on the way home. He felt torn as he found where the stuff the note that she’d given him was. Hair remover. Why would a boy be buying that? What if someone asked him that question? The truth was, he didn’t want to buy it, let alone use it. But he felt compelled to do both. He didn’t know why. He even considered trying to steal it. But in the end, he bought what he was supposed to and when he took it to the counter, he said it was for his mother.
That night before bed, he read the directions and then applied it to all of his body from below the neck to his feet. When he rinsed after waiting the appropriate amount of time, his body looked different. Mostly his groin. Without his pubic hair, he looked younger. Yet at the same time, his dick looked bigger.
He went to bed, dreading what was to come.
Parker could feel the warm sun on his body. Mia had talked him into removing his shirt as they sat on the summit of a grassy knoll in the park. She’d given him an earbud and offered to share her music.
Every song that came on was one he liked. A few were ones he really liked. He was totally relaxed, and slowly drifted away, forgetting everything except the music and that he knew now that Mia Townsend really liked him.
Then the music slowly faded away. Parker was still comfortable. The sun still warmed his bare chest.
“Unzip your pants.”
The voice was dream-like. He wasn’t sure if he heard it over the earbud or if it was spoken. It might have even been part of his dream and not said at all. His right hand moved towards his groin, but then he felt his conscious mind kick in. He was on a hill looking down on a park. One that many people, men, women, teens, and kids used. He pulled his hand back and the music returned with one of his long-time favorite songs.
Two songs later, he again heard, “Unzip your pants.” In his head? Spoken out loud? He had no idea, but this time his right hand moved and unzipped his pants. He thought he heard a giggle and almost pulled the zipper back up, but more music came on. Several songs in a row.
“Don’t piss Mia off,” April Fielder whispered to her younger sister. “Do not make any sound until she takes the earbud out of his ear.”
April was on Parker’s left side, her sister to her left. Mia was to Parker’s right. It was the second time she’d been invited to watch Mia connect with a boy. She hadn’t believed it the first time, but now she knew that if the connection could be established, she would soon be watching Parker play with himself.
The first boy she’d been invited to watch had been Dean Whitmore. Like her, Mia, and Parker, Dean was fourteen. And she got to see a lot more than just watching him stroke his thing until stuff shot out. She’d seen him naked twice after that. Totally naked, and aware that he was. It was thrilling, to say the least.
“Pull your penis out through the zipper.”
A simple command. Easily done. His conscious mind again warned him that it wasn’t the right time or place, but it was easier to ignore now. Parker reached inside and pulled it out. He knew a lot about his dick. He measured it monthly, keeping a log in a hidden pocket notebook in his room. How long and thick it was, both when hard and when soft. How wide his ball sack was. He was proud of his growth since he first started keeping the log back around his eleventh birthday. His dick was soft now, but growing. Just under four inches long now, it would soon stretch to four and a half inches long once it was fully hard.
“Get it hard, and masturbate.”
More cautions, again, easily ignored. In fact, he could almost completely shut off the warnings his brain was creating now. He began stroking it, feeling the warmth of it.
Lora was transfixed. Her sister had told her what to expect and the need to be absolutely quiet still until the earbud was removed. She hadn’t believed a word of it. No boy would sit in front of three girls and play with himself in public. But now she was witnessing it. She sat up, moving slowly, so she could see better.
It took no time at all for Parker to get his dick hard. He used the grip he’d grown up with; two fingers and the thumb on his right hand. He normally had a tissue in his left. And that memory caused his brain to flash more warnings. Girls were watching, he was in the open in the park. But a new song began playing, and pushed those thoughts aside. They didn’t matter. He didn’t need the tissue.
April turned angerly and held a finger across her lips to remind her sister to remain quiet. As Parker started stroking his penis, Lora had made a sound. It caused Parker to pause and open his eyes, but just for a second. Then he closed his eyes again and resumed masturbating.
“Oh, you did fine, you’re such a brave boy.”
He’d had what might have been the greatest orgasm of his life. At least five bursts of cum had fired off, and he was now squeezing his dick to push the remainder out. There was some noise in his brain about the mess, but he didn’t care.
“Remove your shorts and underwear and let us see all of you.”
There was no hesitation. Parker knew his brain was trying to stop him, but now he could shut that noise off. Getting naked was what his girlfriend wanted, and he moved quickly to make her happy with him.
The earbud was removed and the music stopped. It took several moments before Parker realized that he was naked except for shoes and socks, and clearly visible to people in the park. He opened his eyes and saw it wasn’t as bad as that. Lora and April were now at his feet, looking at him. But more importantly, they blocked anyone on the trail at the bottom of the hill from seeing him.
“Where’s my pants?” he asked, horrified at what he’d done. He couldn’t believe it. The voice in his head ordered him to jack off and then strip, and he’d done it.
“Right behind me,” Mia said. “I’ll give them back to you in a minute. We just want to see what a big boy you are.” She didn’t mind lying. She done this with over a dozen boys since her cousin had taught her how to do it. She’d even experienced it, stripping naked with five boys her cousin had invited over watching. She’d made her juices flow and pulled her lips apart to give the boys a look inside. All because her cousin had told her to.
Parker was nothing special in terms of size. Now that she’d seen many boys in the last three years, she had a good idea of what was normal and what was small or big. Parker was in the normal category. But telling him he was big would put his mind at ease. And she’d be able to see and show him off to other select girls several times over the next seven to ten days before her connection would wear off and fail. Once she’d made a connection with a boy (or girl, she’d connected with Chloe White once because of what Chloe had threatened to do), she couldn’t connect with him again. And she had to rest to allow her power to renew.
Mia turned and looked at the trail. Nobody in sight.
“Stand up,” she said. It was the first test without the earbud. If he failed, she wouldn’t be able to connect again.
Without hesitation, Parker rose. His hand started to move over his privates, but she told him to not cover up and he left both arms hanging to his sides.
She enjoyed the success and the view. There was one surprise. His pubic hair. It was longer and covered a wider area than Dean Whitmore’s had. It extended to the cracks where his legs joined his upper body and upwards nearly two inches. It was a lot more than any of the thirteen-year-old boys she’d seen last year. And when she started, most of the boys of twelve had none or almost no visible hair. All the same, he was going to lose it.
“Here,” she said, handing him a twenty-dollar bill wrapped in a piece of paper. “The paper says what to buy. You can keep the change, but tonight, use it on all the skin below your neck and above your ankles.”
Mia turned and looked at the trail again. Still nobody. She turned back to Parker.
“Lora wanted to touch you. Ask her to come forward and touch you if she wants. One minute or less, and then you get your clothes back.”
“Lora, come up here and touch me if you want.”
For different reasons, Mia and Lora were happy that there was no hesitation, even though his eyes showed horror at the thought of saying it. Lora ran forward.
A boy’s penis. One a year older than her. She’d never touched one before. She’d only seen one in her life other than pictures in health class, and that boy was just fourteen months old. This one was fourteen years old.
Parker jerked a bit when she grasped it. It felt way different than she expected. Nothing like a finger. It was soft underneath but getting hard as she held it. The skin slipped up and down the shaft as it got harder. She let go and gripped the two oblong objects in the skin below.
“Easy,” Parker said. “Don’t squeeze, it hurts if you do.”
Lora didn’t want Mia to stop her, so she loosened her grip. She could feel the boy’s balls. Any squeeze, even when she thought it was gentle, caused him to suck in air and try and bend his knees.
“Okay, that’s good enough,” Mia said as she held Parker’s boxers out to him. She had seen two boys, both about eleven years old, coming down the trail. And she’d allowed them to get close enough to see that Parker was standing there naked while a younger girl touched him.
Parker put his boxers on quickly. He’d also seen the two boys, who had stopped and were staring at him. He knew them both. Adam Crest, who was eleven, and Tom Stevenson who had turned twelve a couple of months ago. He knew them because Tom was the younger brother of one of his friends, Jason Stevenson. Jason and he had their fourteenth birthdays a week apart. He knew he was going to have to explain this to Jason as Tom was sure to tell him what they’d seen.
Next, Mia held out his pants. He could see the wet and slimy spots where his cum and landed on them. He finished dressing as quickly as he could, feeling horrid as the three girls walked away. Nora was laughing and turned back to get one last look at him as he was zipping up his pants.
Parker stopped at the store on the way home. He felt torn as he found where the stuff the note that she’d given him was. Hair remover. Why would a boy be buying that? What if someone asked him that question? The truth was, he didn’t want to buy it, let alone use it. But he felt compelled to do both. He didn’t know why. He even considered trying to steal it. But in the end, he bought what he was supposed to and when he took it to the counter, he said it was for his mother.
That night before bed, he read the directions and then applied it to all of his body from below the neck to his feet. When he rinsed after waiting the appropriate amount of time, his body looked different. Mostly his groin. Without his pubic hair, he looked younger. Yet at the same time, his dick looked bigger.
He went to bed, dreading what was to come.