[ModelT-MsDollie]

DONKEY DONG or ELEPHANT BOY.

Hopefully this story will slide through the rules. After all, we all were young once.
---First off, I don't want to appear to be braggin. My penis was not 10" long. It was more like 9- 7/8ths. As you all know, at the time of ejaculation, cocks swell so it may have exceeded the 10" mark briefly. Perhaps that's why Dollie screamed and moaned a lot and said it hurt! Being completely honest, after heart failure and now on BP meds it is no longer near that long or remains usable. Old age is hell! But we have the memories.
---Believe me, my penis was a problem way before I met Dollie. Early on, I thought nothing of the size of my prick. I knew it was larger than my little brother's and the neighbor boys. We played outside a lot. Behind garages and trees was where we peed. Not till middle school did I find I was a freak. While peeing at the latrines in the boys bathroom and in the gym classes, others started calling me and Fruity Rudy names. Fruity Rudy wasn't playing with a full deck. You know, he was a few bricks short of a full load! I'm sure you know how those nicknames worked when you were in school or at work. I was called Skinny Denny because I was tall and thin. Rudy was mentally challenged so he got the name Fruity Rudy. Hell, he didn't mind.
---When Rudy peed at the latrine he dropped his pants to his knees. At this time he and I probably had 8", give or take a little. Looking at other boys was not the normal thing I did. But there were times it couldn't be avoided. I'd get up close to the pee stall and try to just stick the end of my uncircumcised prick out of my zipper. But once a boy saw my prick, the teasing began. "There's donkey dick again. Here comes horse cock or elephant boy." Making matters worse they teased me because my prick actually looked like an elephant's trunk with the foreskin hangin down. I wrote in other stories the fear I had about having intercourse and ripping the foreskin off. This was part of the reason I had never screwed until I met Dollie.
---In middle school my buddy Larry S--- sat next to me in class. Most of the girls wore mini skirts, up to their butts when sitting, and sat with their legs crossed. They loved to do that leg shaking thing. I was told there were several reasons for this. One to catch the eye of horny little boys. Yep, that one worked! Another was because it made them have orgasms as it massaged their little c*nts. Still not sure about this. I do know lookin at those pretty little legs caused us boys to come close to orgasms of our own.
---Sexy Sandie sat across from us. Sexy Sandie liked wearing a mini skirt and sitting with her knees apart. Sadly sweet slender Sexy Sandie always wore little sexy satin shiny panties. But lookin at sweet slender Sexy Sandie’s silky smooth narrow crotch was a thrill for teenaged boys.-----------(Say this fast.)
---ne day in class, Larry S whispered for me to look at his jeans. Larry had what appeared to be a small sausage in his pants. I knew that feeling too. I told Larry to look at my pants! He seemed shocked when he saw a bigger sausage. Damned, the teacher heard us talkin and saw both sausages! We had to stay after school. Now Ms Jones wasn’t more than a kid herself. Maybe early twenties. For an old woman school teacher she was hot! Ms Jones wore high heeled shoes and often mini skirts. Her blouses were not low but often scooped enough that when bending over a desk her bobbies showed. Yea, I had many erections from lookin and dreamin about teacher Jones.
--- Larry S and I were lookin forward to staying after school with Ms Jones. I don’t know about Larry, but I already had a hard-on thinking about her, as we went into her classroom. Ms Jones was sittin on the edge of her desk, skirt up high, legs crossed and doin that leg shaken thing. She saw Larry and I starin at her legs. She saw our erections! Ms Jones proceeded chewing us out for disturbing the class and embarrassing the little girls. What could we do except apologize? She was smiling all this time and lookin at my crotch. That didn’t help my problem. After telling Larry to try to control his feelings, she let him leave.
--- But I was in for more punishment. Ms Jones wanted to know why she’d been hearing some of the boys calling me strange names. I played dumb--- dumber. Told Ms Jones I had no idea what she was talkin about. This happened many years ago so I really don’t remember much about what was said. I just know Ms Jones laughed and smiled a lot, then told me to also try to control my masculine feelings. I do remember saying something about this being difficult when she and those girls were lookin so darned pretty! I got all “A’s” and passed that class.
--- Got in the same trouble with the Art teacher, Ms Lovely. She did wear lower blouses. I often asked for help with my artwork just so Ms Lovely would come to my desk and help me. It was very difficult watching her draw while looking at those two big brown boobies oozing out of her top. Ms Lovely also made me stay after school, a lot, because I was making the female classmates giggle and stare at me. Again, I played dumb---okay dumber. I made her explain what I was doing to cause the trouble. I had to stay after even more in Art class after that.
---Ms Lovely knew I was lookin at her boobies rolling out of her tops. And Ms lovely knew that was causing the erection in my jeans. Ms lovely was also quite young for a middle school teacher. No wonder I loved school! I remember her accidentally rubbing my crotch, as she’d lean over to help me with my drawings after school. This being called Donkey Dong wasn’t such a bad thing. Ms Lovely was worried about my health.
---One day she sent me to the school nurse, Ms Peggy. The kids called her Ms Piggy because she was five feet tall and five feet around! And with her fat cheeks and pug nose--she did look like a pig. No, we didn’t call her that to her face. Actually Ms Piggy was nice, the few times I’d previously been in the nurses office. Before this the last complete physical I got was from the family doctor when starting grade school. I guess I was normal then. But this was different. Ms Lovely wanted Ms Peggy to check my penis to make sure there was nothing seriously wrong with me. What was written on the nurses pass and what I was told by Ms Lovely was I would get a complete physical. But there were hints of what was gonna happen when I got in the nurses office.
---Thinkin back, I don’t think this was legal or proper. But things were different in my younger days. I was also told not to mention any of this to anyone. My own mommy hadn’t seen my penis since I was very young. No other feminine type person had seen it till now. I was embarrassed and scared. But Ms Lovely told me it would be okay. I took the nurses pass that Ms lovely had given me and went to the nurses station. Ms Peggy was smiling like I’ve never seen before. She locked the office door, like I’ve never seen before. She had me remove my shirt, after weighing me and checking my height and vital signs. Ms Peggy began asking me about why some of the boys and girls, yes girls now, were calling me those funny names.
---She knew why they called Fruity Rudy names. Fruity Rudy was one of those kids who spent a lot of time in the nurses office for no real reasons. But why were they calling me donkey dong and elephant boy?
Continue with Nurse Piggy!

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