Some guys get a kick out of blatantly exposing themselves to young girls. While the idea was always alluring, I preferred something more discreet than pulling down my pants near a playground. I find it more exciting if I can get a little girl to innocently look at, or maybe even handle, my cock. I spent a lot of time brainstorming of ways to make this happen.

The first idea I got was to use the old “severed finger in a box” trick. When I was little, I had harrassed my parents to no end by cutting a hole in the bottom of a box, poking my finger through it, and then bragging about the severed finger I owned. I decided upon a similar approach for my exhibitionist fantasies. I found an old candy box that was the perfect shape: it was long and rectangular but fairly shallow. Using an X-Acto knife, I cut a hole just big enough for me to fit my cock.

I sat down and tried it out. I unzipped my pants and pushed my cock through the hole of the box. When I rested the box on my lap, nothing at all looked out of the ordinary. Taking the lid off the box, however, revealed my thick cock resting inside. It was a good start but I wanted something more.

I grabbed some body paint and got to work painting my cock. I’m a really good artist so I used some different shades of green along with black and gold to turn my cock into a very realistic looking snake. The painting took about an hour but it was definitely worth it. I lined the box with some dried grass to make it look even more lifelike. The grass did a good job of hiding the hole where my cock poked out.

If you glanced in the box now, you would swear there was a big, fat snake lying in it. It wouldn’t hold up to very close inspection but I was pretty sure a young girl would be fooled. I poked a few air holes in the lid to complete the charade. Satisfied, I went to the local park to test it out.

It was a nice day so the park was full of kids running around. I chose a slightly secluded bench since I didn’t want too much attention. After making sure no one was looking, I quickly unzipped my pants and inserted my cock. I took a minute to arrange it inside the box before clapping the lid back on. Then I just looked like a normal guy, sitting on the bench with a small box on my lap.

I looked aound the park, scanning for potential girls. I spied two girls rollerblading along a path that wound through the park. They were just meandering around the park. The first time they passed me, I just smiled and said hello. They said hello back, a good sign. The first girl looked to be about seven or eight years old. She was wearing a plain white tank and blue capri pants that had polka dots on them. A matching polka dot headband pushed her short brown hair out of her face as she rollerbladed. The second girl seemed a bit older, maybe ten or eleven, and she wore blue jean cutoffs that emphasized her curvy ass. Her breast buds were clearly visible too under her red and white striped top that was just the right tightness.

The second time they went by, I lifted the lid of the box just slightly. It wasn’t enough for them to see anything but I wanted them to be curious about what was inside the box. Sure enough, I saw the younger girl turning to look back at me as she went by.

When they passed by the third time, I was sure to make make early eye contact before they went by. I have a pretty friendly face that tends to be very disarming. “Hi girls,” I called out when they got close enough. “Are you having a good time today?

“Yes,” the younger one said. She slowed down a little bit. I could see her curiosuly scrutinze the box on my lap. “What’s in the box?” she asked. “Are those air holes?” She didn’t actually stop but just coasted by me. The second girl also glanced at the box in my lap when she passed.

“Yes,” I called after her. “It’s my pet snake.” To my delight, she did a u-turn and rolled past me again. The second girl followed suit.

“Really?” the first girl said. “A snake?”

“Yes,” I replied. “Sometimes I like to take my pet snake out so he can get some fresh air.” They both stopped now and stood before me, surveying the box in my lap. The younger girl leaned in and tried to peek through the air holes.

“Can you take off the lid?” she asked.

“Well…” I said, pretending to hesitate. “He’s a little shy. I can show you two but if someone else comes I’ll have to put the lid back on. He doesn’t like it when there’s too many people.”

The two girls waited expectantly. My heart started racing as I reached to remove the lid. Off it came. I could feel the cooler air on my cock. The girls craned their necks as the observed my cock.

“Meet Benny,” I told them. “What are your names?”

“Melanie,” the younger girl said.

“Joan,” said the older girl.

“Nice to meet you girls,” I smiled at them. “Say hello Benny,” I said, giving my cock a little stroke. I couldn’t believe I was openly touching myself in front of these two innocent girls.

Melanie and Joan giggled. They still stood a few feet away from me. “Is he poisonous?” asked Joan, the older girl.

“Not at all,” I reassured her. “He’s a domesticated snake so he won’t bite anyone or anything.”

“What does he eat?” asked Melanie. I could tell she was hanging back a little as she stared at the snake in the box.

“Oh, I just buy him food from the pet store,” I told her. “You girls can come closer if you want, he’s not dangerous.”

Joan sat down on the bench next to me and moved her face close until it was only inches away from cock. I made it throb gently in the box.

“Ahh!” Joan shrieked in surprise. She quickly stood up and moved back to where Melanie still stood a few feet away. “It moved!”

“He just woke up,” I explained. I took my cock in my fist and started stroking the length of it. I needed some relief from exposing myself like this. I couldn’t believe these two little girls were watching as I gently masturbated.

“What are you doing?” Melanie asked.

“He likes it when I do this,” I said. “Would you girls like to touch him? He won’t bite, I promise.”

The two girls looked at each other dubiously. I could tell they were still afraid but curious at the same time. Finally, Joan stepped forward and tentatively reached out her hand. She quickly petted the head of my cock before drawing her hand back.

“See?” I said. “He’s perfectly harmless. Would you like to touch him too, Melanie?”

Melanie made face and shook her head. Joan laughed at her. “She’s a scaredy-cat!” she teased. “Melanie is always afraid of everything.”

“No, I’m not!” said Melanie angrily. “You think you’re so smart because you’re older than me!

“Scaredy-cat! Scaredy-cat!” Joan taunted.

“I am not!”

“Prove it!”

Reluctantly, Melanie skated closer to me. Eying the snake, she swiftly petted it. Her touch felt like fire on my cock. Whoever thought it would be so easy to get two little girls to touch my erection?

“See, that wasn’t so bad was it?” I asked Melanie. Before she could react, I grabbed her hand. “Here, just put your hand on him like this…” I placed her hand under my cock so her little fingers wrapped around it. It was evident that she didn’t want to touch the snake but she couldn’t withdraw for fear of being teased more by Joan.

“Good,” I said, “Just pet him like that… He likes it.”

Stiffly, Melanie handled my cock, letting it slide along her palm. “It feels warm,” she announced. There was still a bit of fear in her voice but she was clearly feeling more confident. The little girl hefted my cock in her hand, testing its weight. “See?” she said to Joan. “I’m not scared at all.”

Joan shrugged, defeated. “Big deal,” she said. “I bet you’re too afraid to kiss it though.”

Melanie glared at Joan for a moment. I couldn’t believe what happened next. Gathering up her courage as she started at the snake in her hand, Melanie quickly leaned close and planted a quick peck on my cock. I was dumbfounded. I didn’t expect my game to work this well!

Melanie let go of my cock and skated close to Joan. She stuck out her tongue and elbowed her in the ribs. “I’m not a scaredy-cat,” she proclaimed. “Why don’t you touch it, Know-It-All?”

Joan had no choice. She sat down next to me on the bench again and slipped her hand under my cock. She began stroking it just like Melanie did. I was in heaven.

“Aren’t you going to kiss the snake too?” Melanie teased. “Or are you too scared?”

“I’m not scared,” Joan said defiantly. Proving her point, she bent over and planted a kiss on the tip of my cock. I could feel her little lips as they puckered on my pole.

Their game was over now, so Melanie came to sit down on the bench as well. Perhaps wanting to prove that she was still brave, she began petting my cock as well. It felt so delicious to have these two young girls innocently handling my manhood.

“He feels different now,” Melanie pronounced. “He doesn’t feel as… soft as he did before.”

My cock never grows when I get an erection, it’s the exact same length soft as it is hard. It gets stiffer and stands up a straighter when I get a hard-on but that’s it. So to their eyes, the snake looked exactly the same. Even so, I was getting so horny from these two girls touching my cock that I was almost ready to shoot my load.

“Would you girls like to see something special?” I asked them.

“Sure,” they both said.

“I can get Benny to shoot his venom for you,” I informed them. That’s why he doesn’t feel as soft as he did before. He’s full of venom now and he has to get rid of it. Would you girls like to see him shoot his venom?”

“Okay.”

“Why don’t you both sit on the ground in front of me,” I directed. “That’s good. Can you see Benny now?” I lifted my cock up out of the box. From their vantage point below, Melanie and Joan were getting a clear view of the underside of my cock.

“Yes.”

“Good,” I said. “Now just watch the Benny’s tip here. I’ll make his venom come out for you.” They watched intently as I started jacking off. The idea of putting on such a wicked show for two little girls had my cum boiling.

“Watch now,” I said, my voice shaking a little. “Here it comes!”

My orgasm felt wonderful, all the more so because Melanie and Joan were watching me. My sticky white cum spurted out, straight at the two little faces engrossed in the show.

“Eeee!” Melanie squealed. A few shots of my semen landed on her chest. She scrambled to her feet. Joan followed suit. They backed away, surprised, but their eyes were still locked on my cock as I finished cumming.

“Sorry,” I said. “Benny didn’t mean to get you. He does that sometimes.”

Melanie was studying the stains on her shirt. “It smells funny,” she said. I saw Joan looking at her own shirt as well. I had sprayed onto both girls’ t-shirts.

“It will wash out, right?” said Joan with a hint of concern.

“Oh, for sure,” I said breezily. I put the lid back on the box. I had gotten this far and didn’t want to be busted at the last minute.

“Okay,” Joan said. She was wiping at her shirt with her fingers, smearing my semen against the cotton. I watched with amusement as she licked her fingers several times to use her saliva to get the stains out. I wondered how my semen tasted to her.

“Can we see Benny one last time?” Melanie asked.

I lifted the box and both girls peered inside. “He’s resting again,” Melanie said, pleased. “I think he’s asleep now.”

“There’s still some venom dribbling out of him though,” Joan noted. Both girls craned their necks to look under the lid and giggled to themselves. “Bye Benny,” Joan waved.

“Bye Benny,”Melanie echoed. “Thanks mister.” They both smiled politely at me and skated off. I wondered what their mothers would think of the stains on their t-shirts.