Luxy's Spouting Horn

Written by Uncle Pan

Hi. My name is Luxor, Luxor Brimley, but my friends call me Luxy. What kind of name is that, you may well ask? Beats me. My friend Marvin kids me that my mom was on painkillers when they asked her for a name for me, and Luxor was the name on the bottle. I don't think that's very funny but for all I know it may well be true. Anyway, as you can probably tell I'm a boy. A growing boy, to be specific. I'm eleven years old trying my best to make twelve. I guess I'm kind of ordinary, I mean I don't do especially good or bad in school, mostly B's with an occasional + or Ð sign affixed, and with an occasional C floating in the mix.

I'm pretty much of a loner, I mean I don't have any real friends I hang out with. I just go to school, and after school I come home and read a book or maybe put together a model airplane while I listen to the radio up in my room. I like the afternoon kid's programs like Jack Armstrong Ð the All American Boy and Little Orphan Annie. They're always offering to send you magic decoders if you'll buy whatever it is they're selling and send them a box top or lid. I'm a sucker for decoders, and have a whole slew of them, I just haven't found much of anything to decode with them.

Last spring I discovered the most amazing thing. Well, I guess it's not really all that amazing, probably most everybody knows about it and does it. Well, most every boy anyway. But I didn't know about it, I guess 'cause I didn't have a friend to learn it from. It had to do with my peter. For years I thought my peter was only good for peeing with. I knew there were times when it got stiff and poked out, but I never could figure out why it was doing it or what it was trying to tell me. That is until this one special day. It started in school. There was this girl named Donna. She sits next to me in math class, she's really pretty and she's beginning to get these growths on her chest. And on this day she had a blouse which buttoned up in the front, only it had one button missing. The button was in a very strategic location and in its absence there was a gap in her blouse and you could plainly see the swelling on the girl's chest peeping out complete with this swollen red nipple capping it off. I swear I spent the entire class looking nowhere but at that girl's chest. I couldn't help it, it was like my eyes were glued there. I got embarrassed once when my teacher Mrs. Henderson asked me to finish a problem she had put up on the board and I hadn't even looked at it much less figured it out, I had been so busy scoping Donna's chest bump. I was red faced and huffing and puffing, but Donna very sweetly whispered me through the problem, so all was not lost.

Anyway, after I got home that afternoon I was in the tub taking my after school bath to wash away all of that day's learning when I made the most amazing discovery. I was lying there, my mind thinking back on that girl Donna when I noticed that my peter was all swollen. Now my foreskin is so long that it completely covers up the nut that sits on the end, but my joint was so big and hard that the very end of the nut was trying like the devil to peep out. My right hand made its way down to it, and my fingers automatically wrapped around it, with absolutely no direction coming from my mind, which was busy thinking back on what I had seen in Donna's open blouse. The water in the tub just barely came up to the top of my body, and my peter and the hand holding it were above the waterline still dripping. Waves of good feelings were throbbing from my peter, and I was back in class and suddenly in my mind Donna took my hand in hers and brought it over to that opening in her blouse and let it slip inside and as my fingers touched her nipple I was enveloped in an honest to god rainbow. I mean I closed my eyes and every color in the rainbow was lighting up my eyelids. And the sweetest feelings I ever felt were racing a mile a minute through my body. And then my hips lurched forth and my peter turned into a spout and shot out jet after jet of this white, milky stuff. I couldn't believe what had happened. Don't you know I had just discovered hog's heaven.......(cont)

.......Read the entire Luxy's Spouting Horn ....written by Uncle Pan.
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This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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