Author: Sterling Title: Peter the Pink-Nosed Penis Keywords: MF mf cons humor ESP inc cous 1st oral Summary: As a small boy, John has five limbs. Peter the penis is the smallest and most useless, the butt of jokes, the target of derision from the other limbs. But the day comes when he is the most important appendage of all, and he gets to share hot talk with vaginas as he plunges in and out. NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex. First posted 7/2/2015. I'm always eager for comments, whether good, bad or mixed. Comments to sterling27@live.com. I have written many other stories and they can all be found at /files/Authors/Sterling/ For an index see /files/Authors/Sterling/A%20%20SUBJECT%20INDE X.txt There is a more user-friendly web version of most of my stories here: /files/Authors/Sterling/www/ Sterling ============================================================ Peter the Pink-Nosed Penis Peter had four brothers. There was left arm, right arm, left leg, and right leg -- and Peter the penis. They were the appendages of baby John. At first none of the organs could do very much or understand very much, but then as John got older, Peter and his brothers began talking. "See me!" said left arm. "I can bat at that red thing and hit it!" "I can do even better!" said right arm. I can go for that fuzzy thing, open my fingers, and actually grab it!" The legs and Peter listened in envy. Soon the legs began catching up. "Say," said left leg, "When we all work together, we can make John go places! Me and right hand together." "Then me and left hand together," said right leg. "Taking turns, and there goes John!" He continued, "What about you, penis? You just flop around. And then sometimes you leak out a stinky fluid. What good are you, anyway?" "I... I dunno," said Peter. "Useless," said left arm. "Pathetic," said right arm. --------------------------------------------------------- "Look what I can do!" said left hand. "I can grab this marker and move around and make marks on this paper!" "I can do it even better!" said right hand. "I can make patterns!" "Well, right leg and I are a real team now," said left leg. "We take turns and make John go anywhere he wants to go. We don't need you arms to do it, and we're bigger and stronger than you!" "Yeah, but we can do more things, more interesting little things." "I guess you can," grumbled right leg. "What about you, penis? What can you do?" "Well, I can hold the yucky pee in, and only let it out when John wants to let it out!" "Gee, whoop-dee-doo! You can't even point," said left hand. "Me or right hand has to hold you --" "It's always me..." said right hand simply, knowing he was the alpha appendage. "Yeah," said right leg. "He has to point you so the pee goes the right place, otherwise it just sprays everywhere." Left leg said, "All you do is just sit there, flopping around." "Uhhh, sometimes I get big and long, like in the morning." "Yeah, what's that all about? You get bigger and get stiff and just sit there. You still can't move around or do anything." "Yeah," said left hand. "And you're never 'big', just a little bigger. You're still way smaller than me and right hand. You're a little shrimp and you don't do anything." Penis felt sad and lonely. The other limbs had functions. They helped John do things. The legs could make him walk or run, the arms could let him grab and hold and push and write and all kinds of other things. And it was true, when it was time to pee, right hand held penis and pointed him the right way so the pee went where John wanted it to go. He felt so... useless. At least he held the pee in and made sure it only came out when he was pointed at the toilet. --------------------------------------------------------- "Quick look!" said right arm. "Over there!" said left leg. "It's Sally!" Sally was John's little cousin, and she and her family were visiting. "She doesn't even *have* a penis!" John was wearing shorts, so the legs could see and the arms could see, but penis couldn't even see anything, because he was stuck in some underpants. He'd spent most of his life covered up, and just had to take the other organs' word for what was going on in the world. He got his glimpses of the world at potty time and when John changed underpants, and longer looks during bath time. "But... How does she keep the pee from leaking out if she doesn't have a penis?" asked penis, desperate. "I don't know," said left hand, "but there's no pee leaking out." John was curious about Sally, so he followed her around and peeked in on her at different times. One time he peeked when she was in the bathroom. "Huh..." said right hand. "Wow!" said left leg. "Cool!" said right leg. "Amazing!" said left hand. "What, what?" said penis. Left leg explained. "Sally sat on the toilet, and then the pee just came right out and into the toilet. Then when it stopped she got up." "She can make the pee come and go without a penis!" said left hand. "And her hands didn't have to touch anything to aim," said right leg. "Say, maybe you don't do anything at all!" said right leg. "But... but the pee goes through me!" said penis. "Where does the pee come from on her?" Right hand said, "I dunno, it's just a nothing. The pee comes out where it would if you didn't exist at all." Penis felt terrible. Later, when Sally and John were changing into their bathing suits, he got to verify for himself that Sally didn't have a penis at all! She had two arms and legs, but where penis was attached to John's body, there was nothing at all. Just a little slit. And to make matters worse, Sally looked at him -- at penis -- and pointed and giggled! Penis felt as low as an appendage could feel. He didn't do anything except sit there. Usually small, sometimes a bit bigger. At his biggest he was stiff, but even then he just sat there in John's pants. The arms and legs got more and more skillful at doing exactly what John wanted, working together as a team. Penis just flopped around a little inside John's pants. A few times a day, right hand pointed him just before John let the pee out through him. Every day or two in the bath right hand brushed over him quickly with some soap and a rinse. If a hand was mad it could hit something, if a foot was mad it could stomp. But what could a penis do? Nothing! He wished he was dead. But he couldn't even have a decent fantasy of killing himself -- he was just way too incompetent. --------------------------------------------------------- Then things started to change. All five of them had gradually gotten bigger over the years, but now penis had a growth spurt. He got hard more often. Hair grew down at his base. One morning penis realized when we woke up that he was kind of sticky around the end. John sent right hand to investigate. "Oh, yuck, what is *that*! Did you have an accident? Like when we were all young, way back when?" "No! I didn't... I mean, I don't know... I was asleep..." Right hand gave more commentary as he was mopping penis off with some tissues. "It's not even pee, it's some other foul thing!" he said. "Sticky." "Face it, penis" said left leg. "You're a gross, worthless little thing. John doesn't even need you -- Sally doesn't have a penis, remember way back when we saw her naked?" "Yeah, and we saw it in books too," said right hand. "No girls have a penis, and they get by just fine." --------------------------------------------------------- The very next day Sally and her family visited again. She had grown up too -- or so the other organs said. Penis had occasionally seen other boys over the years, but he had never seen a girl since John and all of his appendages were quite young. Every time there were girls around, penis was stuck in John's pants, without exception. John and Sally spent time talking and laughing together. Left hand reported that he had been touching Sally's right hand. Now John and Sally were alone in a room, and things were changing. The hands reported that John was close to Sally, that they were touching Sally's hair, that John's face was right against Sally's and they were kissing! Tucked in John's pants, penis found himself as hard as he had ever been. And he could tell now that John felt he was important. The hands reported on their explorations over Sally's back, the legs reported warmth from Sally's legs against John's pants as they stood. Left hand reported with excitement touching the cloth over Sally's breast. Clothes started to come off. The hands reported frustration with Sally's bra hooks, but Sally undid them herself. "Did one of you hands do that?" asked penis suddenly. "What do you mean?" asked right hand. "Rub against the front of John's pants!" "No, it's Sally's right hand! Look!" said left hand. Penis felt especially excited to think of Sally noticing him and touching the bulge he made. More clothes came off and finally penis saw a girl for the first time in years. And she was naked! She was lying on the bed while John knelt. Penis was standing straight out from John's body. Sally looked straight at him, and she wasn't giggling now. She looked like she respected him, maybe even feared him! John lay down on Sally, and penis lost his line of sight as John pressed him against Sally's thigh. "Qu'est-ce que c'est?" asked Sally's leg. "I'm a penis!" said penis. "My name is penis!" "You .... call... penis?" John's arms and legs reported contact with Sally's arms and legs, and their attempts at communication. They all agreed that Sally's limbs talked funny. And then John rose up on his knees, on the bed between Sally's legs. She still lay on her back, and now spread her legs even wider apart, and the place where her penis would have been if she had one was visible. It was hairy, but there was that little slit. "I... I am the most important now!" said penis confidently. John's arms and legs didn't contradict him. It was obvious. Sally's left hand touched penis gently with two fingers. "Ooo, la-la!" said the hand. "You very very exciting!" "Yes, well, stand aside!" said penis. Sally's other hand reached between her legs, and as the fingers pressed out to the sides, the slit opened up to reveal something magical inside, something moist and not hairy at all. It loomed larger as John moved him towards it, and penis suddenly found his tip cradled in a hot, wet, place. It felt fantastic! He had no time to savor the moment, though, because John was trying to push him into Sally's body. "Comment? Quoi? Qui est-ce?" said a very feminine voice. Penis felt his tip press against something that resisted. It resisted a lot, but penis was strong, and suddenly he broke through into more wet and hot. "Ouch! You very rude!" John eased him back out a little, then back in again. "I'm penis!" said penis proudly. "And whoever you are, you're the most fantastic thing I've ever felt!" "Je m'appelle... My name... I am vagin... vagina," she said. "Oh, you feel so, so good! I... I've been waiting.... You are so strong, so hard! You pain me little going in, and you're crowding me, but I love it!" "That's a really tight hug, but I love it. You are so wet, so hot! Smooth." "I love the in and out. But it feels best down here where you first puncture me." "No, it's best inside, deep inside, where I bump against your end." "We work together very well!" said vagina. "You force me open, over and over, but I like the feeling a whole lot." "And you give me such a sweet, hot hug! It's feeling better and better!" "It is -- better and better." "Wait, wait... something's happening..." Penis felt super-fantastic. John's balls clung tight to penis's base as never before, and then suddenly he was twitching, and gobs of stuff were shooting out his tip and into the deepest parts of vagina. "Oh, mon dieu! Eeeek!" said vagina, and penis felt a shimmery, shuddery hug as he kept jamming in and out, while also transported to some undreamt-of heaven of his own ecstasy. John's in and out motion slowed, and then he stopped with penis shoved deep inside vagina. "I peed in you," said penis proudly. He knew it was important; it was just what John wanted. "Special pee just for you." "Oui, I can feel it a little. That's good! That's right!" said vagina. "And now you're shrinking." "Yes, the peeing is done. That's what it's all about." "I... I've been waiting for you all my life." "And I've been waiting for you. Do you talk with Sally's arms and legs?" "The fingers of her right hand, just a little, now and then. She just tells me I'm gross, like when I bleed and she says I'm making a big mess." "You're... you're not gross... you're amazing. Sally needs you." "I am! Sally needs you too, I know it. And I'll have some bad words for right hand next time she slides a finger in here!" "And John... John needs me and needs you and needs us to get together like this." Penis felt himself sliding out. "Bye! Hope to see you soon!" he said quickly. "Bye! Same to you!" said vagina. John slid onto his back, and penis flopped down to rest against John's leg. "Where did you go?" asked left arm. The other appendages joined in. "Yeah, tell us!" "What was it like?" "Yeah, what, what?" "I met vagina," said penis. "I filled vagina and was hugged and engulfed by her. I felt fantastic and so did she, and then I peed that sticky pee into her. That's what John wanted more than anything. To feel that great huge pleasure while filling Sally's vagina with that sticky pee." The other organs were silent. "Cool," said right hand finally. Penis had a sudden insight. "You guys may be all strong and clever, but really, in the final analysis, your only purpose is to help John get me into a vagina so I can spew sticky goop into it. That's what it's all for." And the others didn't contradict him. "You're getting big and stiff again," said right leg. "So I am," said penis. "I think your next job is to help John shove me back into Sally." "Yeah, looks like it," said left leg. "Well, little brother, it's your time," said right hand. "We're all behind you. Do your thing." "Thank you!" said penis graciously, and then he was swallowed up once more in Sally's vagina. "Welcome back!" said vagina, giving a big hug. "Delighted to invade you again," said penis, forcing himself deep until he had stretched vagina wide open from end to end. John slid him in and out for much longer this time. "Ooo, ahhh, mmmm," moaned vagina, over and over. "Ahhh, ooooo, unnnhh," moaned penis, over and over. "Oh, it's getting better... better and better," said vagina. "Do you feel it?" "Uhhh, it feels good, really good," said penis. "Oh, oh, OOOHHH!" said vagina, shuddering. After a few moments, she said, "You didn't pee in me again?" "Not yet," said penis. "Is there something I can do to make you pee again?" "I don't know, it feels awfully good -- you're hot and slick and tight. I'll, I'll ejaculate when I'm good and ready," said penis, using a word that suddenly came to him. "'Ejaculate'... Ooo, what a sexy word. That's it, though. Please ejaculate in me!" In and out penis went, over and over, deep and strong and fast. "I think I'm getting ready to ejaculate again," said penis, as it felt better and better. "Oh, goody, I'm getting ready to feel good too..." After more intimate hugs and thrusts, vagina said, "Here's an idea..." Vagina had been hugging penis tight before, but now she got much tighter. "Gimme!" she growled. "Gimme the stuff! Ejaculate, right now!" Penis gasped with the surprise, the pleasure, the demand. Vagina was as hot and slick as ever, just much tighter. Penis pistoned in even faster and deeper. "Aaaahhhhh!" cried penis a couple seconds later, twitching and convulsing and spurting once more -- ejaculating. "Yeah, that's the stuff!" said vagina, "and, and... Aaahhhhhh!" faintly twitching, then relaxing. "That was... it's called... fucking!" "You're right, what a hot word!" Penis shrank faster this time. "Hope I get to fuck you again soon." "Oh, yeah! I hope you come back and fuck me soon, ejaculate even more stuff in me -- over and over again!" "Yeah, all the time! Ten times a day!" His tip was about to slide out of vagina completely. "Bye!" "Bye!" --------------------------------------------------------- And from that day forth, the arms and legs looked at penis in a different light. A lot of John's activities were focused on getting other girls to get naked and spread their legs wide, and then penis swelled to his full size, and John jammed him deep into a vagina. Penis reveled in his magnificent stiffness, enjoying the fucking immensely while the other organs and muscles did all the hard work -- mostly the legs, who sometimes got sore and tired from fucking penis in and out. When there were no vaginas to penetrate, right hand got a workout rubbing penis back and forth. Penis commented that he was OK, but that he had known many vaginas, vaginas were special, and right hand was no vagina. But he always ended by ejaculating -- by spewing his sticky goo all over the place, including on right hand. It was then right hand's job to clean up the mess too, though he did the whole job with good humor. Penis got to know many vaginas. He learned a little of the vagina language, enough to say, "Je m'appelle penis!" the couple of times he plunged into a vagina who had never had a penis visitor before. And he told them that he was fucking them hard and would soon ejaculate in them. Vaginas who had been visited by many penises were impressed and pleased, reporting he was longer, thicker, and even a little stiffer than any of the others, something that made it more pleasurable for them and that made penis proud. One taught him her pet name 'cunt', which penis knew instantly was right. He called all the others 'cunt' after that, and while some objected a little, he knew they all found it very hot. Penis found himself caressed by female hands, who also sometimes commented on his impressive size. He found himself licked by female tongues, and engulfed by female mouths. Tongues and mouths didn't talk, but they could make him feel awfully good, and fairly often he spewed his stuff -- ejaculated -- into girls' mouths too. Left hand and right hand got experienced at massaging girls between the legs. Fingers sometimes poked into vaginas, who made polite conversation but were really waiting for penis himself. They all got to see John's lips and tongue lick, kiss, and suck girls between the legs. Several times penis found himself thrust into a vagina who was deliriously happy from the tongue work, panting and satisfied, but still happy to hug penis tight, hot, and wet and accept with gratitude his spurted gift. Penis was John's instrument for fathering several children. He never got into Sally's vagina again, but they occasionally sent each other regards by way of Sally's hand and John's hand. Sally's vagina had been penetrated by other penises, just as he had penetrated a great many other vaginas, but they had fond memories because each was a first for the other. His brothers now envied him and looked up to him. They never made fun of him any more. Even right hand had to admit that there was no question -- Peter the Penis was the alpha appendage now! ============================================================ What did you think? I'm always eager for comments, whether positive, negative or mixed. Comments to sterling27@live.com.