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Your Penis Is My Tootsie Roll
By Bordeaux Fantasy Journal (1992)

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An unusual little ditty about a boy and a girl and a 
pair of scissors. (mf, v, cast)

***

I learned about fucking from watching a particularly 
"nasty" boy and girl who actually did it on the floor 
in the coat closet during recess when everyone 
(including teachers) were outside... We were not 
supposed to ever be in the class room alone, but you 
know how most kids are when it comes to following 
rules. I didn't know this was called "fucking" at the 
time, but I'm going to call it that in the story for 
easy reference. 

I think this experience and the old "whatever it is I 
think I see becomes a tootsie roll to me" commercial 
are what triggered this strange dream in my mind back 
then. 

I dreamed that I and all the other boys in the K. class 
had tootsie rolls instead of dicks. The way it would 
work was someone would cut a piece of your "dick" off 
with a scissors, or by biting, or some other means (and 
this felt really good, like an orgasm, no pain at all). 
Then in a few days your "dick" would grow back and 
someone could cut it again. And if you fucked a girl, 
her pussy would take a really big piece off of your 
"tootsie roll" and it felt really good. 

The only hitch was, you could never let it get cut off 
all the way or else it would never grow back. And it 
would keep growing and growing if you never cut it. 

Funny thing too was that they actually DID taste just 
like a tootsie roll, but a bit salty (I think I cut a 
piece off of my own or had a piece of another boy's 
just to see what it tasted like, and he did the same). 

Anyway, all the other boys were letting the girls cut 
off or bite of their tootsie rolls (their dicks). Some 
would fuck. Everyone was enjoying themselves very much. 

Except me. I didn't want anyone to cut off my dick, 
even if it did feel really good. I didn't like the idea 
and was always afraid that someone would cut too far. 

The days went by, and I never did let mine get cut... 
Even though a couple of the girls I liked and some of 
the ladies (teachers) wanted to... A couple times they 
almost did, but I always managed to get away. 

Soon I had the biggest dick. All the other boy's were 
just little brown smudges, some barely a half inch, 
most just a quarter inch long. Mine had grown to about 
four inches long, and was at least twice as thick as 
anyone else's. 

Just before the end of the dream, I was standing at one 
of the urinals in the boys restroom, peeing. A girl 
came in. I remember telling her that she wasn't allowed 
in here because this is the boy's bathroom, and she 
could only go in the girl's bathroom. She didn't say 
anything and just looked at my huge tootsie roll. 

Soon a bunch of girls came in, and the teacher (female) 
came in with them. 
They told the teacher how I would not let anyone else 
cut off a piece of my tootsie roll. The teacher said 
that this wasn't fair and that I should share it just 
like all of the other boys did. She told me to be nice 
and let each of the girls cut a piece, and left the 
room. I still did not want to do it, but I did not have 
much choice... 

As soon as the teacher left, the girls pinned my up 
against a wall, and I was outnumbered by at least 14 to 
1. My pants were still down and I felt slightly 
embarrassed to be naked in front of every girl in my 
class... 

But that was the least of my problems... 

After they pinned me down, one of the girls opened up 
her purse and took out a pair of child's scissors, like 
the ones we had in the classroom (small, metal, not 
very sharp, with vinyl/plastic coated handles). 

They started cutting my dick (my tootsie roll) off, a 
little bit at a time. A girl would pick up the 
scissors, walk up to me, snip off about a quarter inch, 
and then give the scissors to the next girl. They took 
turns, snipping off a little bit of my tootsie roll 
every few seconds. 

In the back of my mind I was both upset and worried 
about it, but it really, really felt good. Soon these 
thoughts faded as I was completely lost in ecstasy. I 
almost started to go weak in the knees. I could have 
just sat there all day enjoying the feeling. I closed 
my eyes and my whole body went limp in the arms of my 
female classmates. 

This went on till I had only an inch or so left... Then 
they stopped. I opened my eyes and saw that I still had 
an inch left. I was relieved and thought it all was 
going to be OK. I looked around at the girls. They were 
all looking at my now-much-smaller tootsie roll. One of 
them was still holding the scissors, but she was 
starting to put them back into her purse. 

Then all of the sudden she brought the scissors back up 
to my dick and snipped it right at the base, cutting 
all the rest of it off. I was hit by a sudden rush of 
ecstasy... But I was distraught. She had cut it all the 
way off!!!

She picked up the last of my "tootsie roll", put it in 
her mouth, and chewed on it as she turned and walked 
away.

I started to worry very much -- what I was going to do? 
She cut it all the way off and now it wasn't ever going 
to grow back!

Then I woke up. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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