Date: Fri, 23 Mar 2012 08:16:13 -0700 (PDT) From: Billy Berglund Subject: Trailer Park Boys Part 1 If you shouldnt be here, be gone! Enough said about all rules you know em. Obey em. This story belongs to the author and may not be reprinted without permission. It is writen solely for the readers enjoyment. TRAILER PARK BOYS My names Joey and I'm 10 years old, blue eyes, freckles, curly blond hair and 4' 4" 72 pounds, in the 5th grade when this story begins. I live with my mother in a trailer. My dad divorced my mom when I was 3 and left us to take care of ourselves. My mom works 2 jobs to keep us fed and clothed. Since she's always working I'm a latch key kid. Every day on the way to and from school I pass by a trailer where 3 college students live. They are always friendly to me when they are out and I see them. My mom warned me stay away from them and not speak to them because they were bad boys. I had never seen them do anything bad and they were nice and friendly towards me so I always greeted them when they were out but I had never been inside their trailer or spent any time with them. This was about to change during the summer of my 10th year. "Hey Joey." "Hi ya Scott." I said to the boy who sat on a lawn chair outside his trailer. He was 17 and in his first year of college and blonde hair like me but his cut in Justin Bieber style. He had brown eyes. "Me and the guys are having a sorta carnival just for the park residents. Would you like to come? Tomorrow it's free admission!" "oh that sounds like fun! I'll think about it." Just then Chad, who everyone called Spokes 'cause he was always riding hisBMX bike came out in a pair of cargo shorts and tee. with a beer in his hand. He had black hair that was shaved on one side and long and hung down over his eye on the other. He was 21. He had many tattoos and piercings. "What's up Joey?" "Hi ya Spokes." "I just invited him to our carnival." "Great! You gonna come Joey?" "I dunno. I don't think my mom would like it. She says I'm not sposed to talk with or do anything with strangers." "Oh c'mon we're not strangers. You see us almost everyday" "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'd sure like to come." "Then you should. And don't tell your mom. She'll just make a big fuss over it." "Okay, maybe I'll see you tomorrow then." I struggled that night during dinner not to ask my mom if I could go to the carnival. I knew that I should, but I didn't want her to be mad at me. I'd already disobeyed her by talking to themand now I wanted to go over there and hang out with them? She'd be furious. She would never understand that they're not bad boys. And it was a carnival. I really wanted to go. Plus the best part was it was free! So I made my decision to go and not say anything to my mom. I was up early the next morning and ate a big bowl of cereal. Then I took a shower and brushed my teeth. I said goodbye to my mom and gave her a kiss before she left for work. I went to my room then and sat on my bed, a feeling guilty for not telling her where I was going. It was too late now. Then I got up off the bed and jumped up and down. "I'm going to the carnival! I'm going to the carnival!" I wondered about what kind of rides and stuff they would have. Slipping into a pair of Lion King briefs, I wondered if they would have any animals there. I put on a pair of baggy blue basketball shorts and pulled a fresh, clean white y-shirt over my head. Lastly I stepped into a pair of sandals. Then it hit me. What time did it start? They never mentioned a time, just said to come. I decided to walk through the park and see if any of them were up and outside. There was noone outside and no signs of life. Disappointed I went back to my trailer. I sat and stared at the walls. When did it start? Should I go and knock on their door? I didn't want them to be mad at 'cause it wasn't open yet and they weren't ready. I went outside and walked down by their trailer again and then returned to mine and sat on the little deck we had. I must have counted my toes a hundred times. When was it going to start? Maybe they decided not to have it. My thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing. I went in and answered it, maybe it was mom calling to check up on me. "Hello." "Joey!" It was Scott. "Are you gonna come to the carnival today?" I didn't know how he got our number but I was so happy that he'd called I didn't give it much thought. "Yes! I can't wait!" "Did you tell your mom?" "No." "Good. No sense in bothering her." "When can I come?" Right now if ya want. I'm ready for ya and the others are just finishing up." "Cool. I'm on my way!" I ran down to their trailer. Noone was outside so I went up to the door and knocked. Brett who was 19 with brown hair and green eyes opened the door. He was stocky and all muscle. I think he played on the football team. "Hi Joey. You come for the carnival?" "Yes!" I brushed past him and into the room. "Whoah there Tiger! Not so fast.You forgot the 5$ admission fee." "What!? I thought it was free today. I don't have any money." "Yeah it is. If you're girl." "Damnit I forgot about that." "Scott you're such a bone head you'd forget what day it is." "I-I guess I can't come then." I lowered my head and turned towards the door. "Wait a minute Joey. We can figure something out." Chad said. Good old Spokes, he'd save the day. "But it's only free for girls today. We can't change the rules." Scott said. "Well maybe there is something we can do. Come with me Joey." " Thanks Spokes." "We'll just be a few minutes." I followed Spokes down the hall to what must have been his room. It was a mess. "I'm sorry Joey. We forgot all about that it was only free for girls today. But I think I got a solution." He went to a dresser and laid out a skirt, top and panties on his bed. "What do ya think? Could you put this stuff on? Then Brett can't charge ya." Idunno Spokes." "It's only pretend Joey. And then ya don't have to pay." "Okay I guess so." I can leave the room while you change if you like." "Thanks Spokes." After he left I got dressed into the outfit he'd laid out and then sat on the edge of the bed. The skirt was very short and the top was tight on me. It had a V cut into it and came to just above my belly button. I stood up and tried to tug the skirt down. It barely covered the panties. I looked around the room. His discarded clothes and boxers were strewn about. Several skateboards hung from the wall and OMG! Posters of a pair of a naked pair of boobs and a butt! There was also many posters of skaters and bikers doing their tricks with their underwear sticking out. Some of them were real close up shots. Spokes always wore his jeans low with his boxers showing. I was brought back to reality by a knock on the door. "Can I come in? Are you finished dressing yet?" "Yes." Spokes came in and looked me up and down. "You look great!" I blushed. "I'm going to put some finishing touches on you and then we're off to the carnival!" He pulled some stuff out of a bag he'd brought in with him and proceeded to apply makeup and lipstick to my face. It never occured to me that they just happened to have all this stuff. Boy was I naive! "Okay, time to go out and begin the carnival Joey." I slowly walked out in front of him. When I got into the living room the other two whistled. "Who's this pretty girl?" asked Scott. "Welcome to the carnival." I think we should begin here." said Brett. He was standing at the kitchen counter. I looked up and noticed a banner hanging over the counter that read 'Kissing Booth'. They had to be kidding. "Nah. She don't wanna do that. You're an idiot Brett. you weren't even going to let her in and now you wanna kiss her? Come on Joey you and I will go do something funner than that." Scott took me by the hand and led me down to his room. The other two whistled as we walked away. I was so embarassed. "Welcome to the love tunnel Joey." "Let's just sit down for a few minutes Joey." He went over to his bed and sat down and patted next to him. "Come Joey." I sat next to him. "Don't let those other two bother you too much Joey. This carnival was my idea and I was the one who invited you. You're my favorite boy in the whole park." "Wow. Really?" "Yes. It wouldn't have been any fun without you. And you do make a very pretty girl. I can see why Brett wanted to start at the kissing booth. You got very kissable lips. He put his hand on my leg and squeezed it and looked right in my eyes and smiled. "I've never kissed a girl before but I'd like to kiss you. Would you let me?" I didn't know what to say and just sat there as he leaned in. Time seemed to stand still when his lips touched mine. His hand started rubbing up and down my leg as his lips pressed into mine and I felt his tongue opening up my lips. I was nervous and scared and couldn't move as his tongue made it's way into my mouth. My mom never kissed me like this. His tongue probed and explored my mouth. "Mmmmm. How was that Joey? You're a good kisser." "Wow! That was different. Mom don't kiss me like that." "No, I'm sure she don't. That's just a special way that boys do it. Come sit in my lap and we'll kiss some more." Scott lifted me up and sat me in his lap. I felt my skirt lifted up in the back as I was sat down. I was sitting on something hard and I shifted and wiggled around to be more comfy. "Ooh. Don't do that Joey honey!" "But I'm sitting on a hard lump. It feels like a rock." "I'm sorry Joey, but just try to sit still okay? Later we can try to fix it, but it will need your help." "Okay Scott." "Now I'm going to show you something else that boys like to do with girls. Would you let me?" "Sure Scott." "Boys like to touch and play with girls boobies." I felt his hand go up under my top and rub my little tits. He pinched and flicked at them with his fingers. "Now if they get hard that means the girl likes it." He kept playing with my boobs and OMG! They did get hard! Did that mean I liked it? "Why are mine getting hard Scott? I'm not a girl." "You're dressed up like a girl and you look like a girl so you're just acting like a girl. It's alright. I can't tell the difference and a part of me is hard too. That's what that hard lump is you feel." I was confused but he was making sense. "But that wasn't your boobies was it?" "No. Ha ha ha! But it's something that likes your boobs. In fact it likes all of you." He grabbed my hips and moved me back and forth over the lump. "What is it Scott?" "Let's get under the covers and you can find out for yourself." He lay back on the bed and pulled me with him, pulling a blanket over us. He rolled onto his side and had me do the same, facing him.His arms went around me and he pressed himself against me. His lips met mine and we were kissing again, our tongues entertwined. "Mmmm you make such a pretty girl Joey and you're so soft." His hands were roaming all over my body and back up under my top. I felt it being lifted off me. Scott tweaked and flicked at my tits. My hands were placed on his hard lump. I rubbed it and he moaned. He shuffled around a bit and then my hands were wrapped around a hard, hot cylindrical object. I wondered what it was. Was this the hard lump I felt earlier? "Rub your hands up and down it Joey. Ooh yeah! That feels good." "What is it Scott? "It's the part of me that gets hard when I like somebody. Can I rub it against your tits?" Without waiting for an answer he moved up under the covers and I felt the object pressed against my chest. He rubbed it into each of my tits. Something wet came out of it and it got all over my tit. "Scott I think it's broke. It's leaking!" "No, it's not broke Joey. I'm just getting excited. I better get it out in the open." He pulled up and I felt some of the liquid get on my chin as he rubbed against it. The blanket was thrown back and there it was! "Scott! What is that? Is that your thingy?" "Yes. But it's called a prick or a dick on an older boy." "What's that stuff coming out of it Scott?" "That's my boy honey. The more excited I get and the more I like you the more of it that comes out." "Is it really honey?" "Boy honey. You should taste it." I was getting a good look at it as it hung in my face, dripping it's honey onto me. it was really big and had a lot of hair around it. "But it comes out of your thingy erm prick. Wouldn't it taste like pee?" "No. It tastes good. It's sweet. I'll rub some on your lips and then you can lick it off and taste it. I watched as he lowered it to my lips and rubbed the tip against them. He was smearing his honey all over them. "Now lick your lips Joey and taste it." I did. I wasn't sure if I liked it but it wasn't bad. Them Scott shook his prick and more of that honey dropped onto my lips and face. I flinched and blinked my eyes as he smacked my lips with it and it splattered about. "Lick your lips clean again Joey." When I did he pressed his prick against my lips and tongue. I was licking his prick! "Oohmmm yeah, Joey lick that honey up get it all!" He kept pressing his prick against my lips and tongue. It felt like he was trying to push it in! "Open up those sweet lips Joey honey and wrap them around my prick. Oh yeah. Mmmmm." He pushed hard and suddenly my mouth was filled with his big prick. "Oh yeah, suck it Joey. Be a good girl and suck that honey out of it." Scott fed me his big dick working it in and out of my mouth. "Oh Joey you're going to get a lot of my honey. Here it comes honey. Try to swallow it all. Ughhhhhh!" I felt a hot, salty liquid filling my mouth. I didn't really want to swallow it but Scott wasn't pullin it out and he held me firmly in place. After I'd been forced to swallow most of it he did pull it out and his prick shot three more globs of his honey on my face. Then he stuck it back in for me lick it clean. "Damn Joey honey that was good. You make a perfect little girl. You did a great job for your first time. It's time now to go out to the kissing booth. I'm sure the other two are eager to kiss you." "Can I clean my face up first Scott?" "No Joey. That's called a facial and girls are proud to wear that. It shows that you're a good girl and like to please boys." *Now there are 2 ways to stay in touch. Either through the addy here or on FACEBOOK. Search for the group 'Nifty Friends' and join. If you want to find out when the next chapter on a story is coming out or whats going on in general 'Nifty Friends' will be the spot. 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