Date: Mon, 29 Mar 2010 08:34:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Curious Boy II

Again, this is just a story. Parts of it described sex between a man and a
boy, as well as children of both sexes together and adults with children in
all of the general combinations. This was originally going to be a
bi-sexual story and I finally got there. N-Joi

Hugs
Tag_m
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Ryder and I actually dozed a little while, or at least I did, perhaps
lulled to sleep by post orgasmic stupor and the sound of the rain and wind
against the large windows in my apartment. When I did wake up it was
because the boy was playing with my stuff. My dick was about half way hard
but when I came to and realized what was going on it hit maximum length
pretty darn quick.

"I couldn't help it Thomas," the boy said, looking up at me, "I just had to
touch it."

"It's okay Ryder, I can't think of a better way to wake up than by having a
cute young boy playing with my dick." I realized what I'd said after it was
already done but Ryder didn't seem to give it another thought.

"It sure got big quick," he said and my only response was to nod my
head. "Can we look at that book again?"

"Sure, which part did you want to look at?"

"The girls first and then maybe the pictures of people doing it." This was
my first clue that Ryder's sexual orientation was most likely hetero. He
sat up, his hand gently working at his dick which just as hard as mine
was. I leaned forward and took the book off the coffee table where I'd put
it during our first go around. Sitting back with it balanced on our knees I
opened it to where he wanted it. Ryder seemed most interested in girls
around his age and asked some questions about them and actually put his
fingers on the crotches of them.

"Now the other ones please," he said and I flipped the pages and stopped at
the beginning of that section. As we thumbed through the pages Ryder's
breathing became a little faster. His hand was busy as a bird dog at his
crotch, fondling and squeezing and I spent more time looking down at him
that at the pictures.

"Do you have other pictures of stuff Thomas," he asked as we passed through
the last of the intercourse photos. When I asked if he meant sexual
pictures he nodded his head. I had to give that some thought, although I
don't know why exactly. I mean, hell, I'd gone this far with the
boy. Again, Ryder sensed my reluctance and used the word please coupled
with "I'd never say anything to anyone, I promise."

I got up and went into my room and came back with a publication that was
titled A Marriage Manual. In reality it was nothing more than pornography
under the guise of legitimacy. A glossy magazine published in Sweden, as
many of the good ones were, it was filled with high quality photography
that left nothing to the imagination. There were plenty of images of women
giving blow jobs and men munching cunts. There were some 69's, some ball
licking and sucking, tit sucking and beaver banging and plenty of close up
full color images at that. The missionary position was common but there was
also fucking the woman from behind while on their sides as well as doggie
style as well as getting fucked up the ass. There were a few photos where
the men had pulled out and jacked off, blasting the woman's torso with
cum. Of course there were the ones with cum running down a woman's chin as
well.

There were images of a ménage a trios; a man with 2 women as well as the
reverse; lots of women eating pussy and men sucking cock. Ryder was quite
interested when the woman had a big hard cock in her ass as well as her
cunt and wondered aloud if that didn't hurt. He felt the same when another
man was getting fucked up the ass while his face was buried in a woman's
cunt. Of course there was plenty of kissing and tea bagging as well.

"Oh man Thomas, do guys really do that stuff, doing it with each other?" I
nodded my head,

"Yes Ryder, they do." I should have anticipated the next question but I
didn't.

"Have you Thomas? Have you ever done stuff with another guy?" I reminded
him of what we had done not much more than an hour before.

"No, I mean the other; kissing a guy or letting him put his dick in your
butt." I wanted Ryder to know and I didn't want him to know and I'll bet
that you could guess the arguments for either side.

"Yes Ryder, I have," I finally said.

"That's cool," he responded, "What's it like; did it hurt? Have you ever
done it to another guy? Would I like it?" I was so caught up with the first
questions that I didn't really hear the last one.

"Well, like many sexual experiences it was alot fun. Yes, it can hurt. But
not always especially when you're the one doing the putting, and yes I've
done it to another guy. Mostly it happened when I was a teenager, a little
older than you are now and the last time was when I was in college. Then I
started being with girls and you know the rest of that story." Indeed, I'd
told him about being married with kids.

"You didn't answer my last question; would I like it?"

"Well, there's no way to say until you try it Ryder. There are a lot of
factors that come into play, not the least of which is the size of the
cock. It also depends on how hot the person is before the cock goes inside
and whether or not the person getting it has been prepared for it. The
answer is yes you might and no you might not." He wanted to know how one
gets prepared for it so I explained it to him, along with the 2 primary
roles of passive and active; doer and doee; top and bottom.

"Can we do some of that stuff Thomas?" When I asked which role he wanted to
try he didn't hesitate. "Both," he said with a grin, "Maybe not right now
but sometime." I nodded and told him that shouldn't be a problem.

We continued to thumb through the book, Ryder continued to fondle himself
and I continued to watch him as much as I thought I could get away
with. Ryder asked a variety of question as we went along and I gave him the
best answers that I could. We finally got to a point where the hot young
thing said that he needed to get rid of the hardness in his cock.

"How would you like to do that Ryder?" Again, without hesitation, he said,

"Maybe we could suck each other," and then he got an almost evil grin on
his smooth cute face, "at the same time, like in the book." I smiled back
at him.

"Hmm, okay, but I think we should probably use my bed if we're gonna do
that." I stood up, reached out for Ryder who immediately took it, then
pulled the boy to his feet and took him by the hand to my room. I have to
say that there was something erotic in that simple act of leading the hot
preteen to my bed. We climbed on, facing each other at first and then I
turned around and we both moved in closer to each other. On our sides, I
looked at Ryder's hard cock, admiring the little machine while wishing it
was bigger. His balls were beginning to hang down over his thigh but, not
yet fully matured, they didn't hang very far. As I was contemplating his
works I felt his hand cup at my balls.

"Don't you think that balls are kinda weird in a way Thomas? I mean they're
like eggs in a bag and they just move into all kinds of positions." I knew
exactly what he was talking about, assumed that most males and probably
more than a few females have had the same kinds of thoughts. As I leaned
into wrap my lips around his cock I felt the warmth of his mouth on mine
and then the movement of his lips and tongue. Like a wave washing over me
the warmth spread through my body accompanied by a tickling sensation in my
belly.

I put my mouth over Ryder's young cock and took the entire length in my
mouth which caused him to gasp as my throat muscles worked at his sensitive
cock head. At my other end the boy was doing his best to give me a
satisfactory blow job, his head bobbing back and forth, and at the same
time gently moving his hips, fucking my mouth.  After a bit, I managed to
get Ryder on his hands and knees above me so that his balls hung above my
head like so much fruit. I began tea bagging him, licking his smooth
hairless nuts, causing them to move in the air. I could even manage to get
the entire sac into my mouth which caused yet another gasp from the
youngster. I moved ever so slightly so that when straining my neck I could
see where his sac fell away from his puckered little butt hole. I wanted
desperately to put my mouth there, to lick him, to explore the wrinkled
flesh with my tongue but I didn't want him to freak out either. I knew that
at the rate we were going it wouldn't be long before we tried everything,
including stuffing my stone hard cock in there.

Ryder did his best to suck my cock for as long as he could but eventually
he tired. It didn't stop him from licking up and down the shaft or swirling
his tongue over every bit of the satiny head and even going so far as to
try and lick at my nuts although it was a little difficult.

It was Ryder who finally broke the pose explaining that his mouth was just
too tired. I made a suggestion and the boy turned around, straddled my
chest then leaned forward and put his hands on the bed beyond my head. It
placed his delicious crotch in my face so I took his cock into my mouth. It
doesn't take a genius to figure out what to do and Ryder did it almost
immediately, slowly fucking his cock into my mouth from a position that
allowed him to get all of it in there. My hands were busy, first playing
with his balls while the other hand was on a butt cheek gently kneading and
encouraging him to continue humping. For a moment both hands were on his
butt, kneading, pulling the cheeks apart, a single finger trailing up and
down at the very edge of his crack.

The boy had a terrific ass, each globe fitting nicely into a hand. I could
rest my palms at the back edge of his hips and the fingers could almost
touch each other as they stretched across the small expanse of firm
flesh. I wanted to slip a finger up inside and run it across his hole but
again; I didn't want to rush the boy, didn't want to scare him off. I think
that even then I knew full well that he wouldn't scare easily, would be
open to just about anything I wanted to do but still, I wanted to take my
time so my right hand went down to stroke my cock.

Because we'd cum 2 or 3 times already in the space of a couple hours it
took a while before Ryder was ready to blow again but eventually he got
there

"Oh gosh Thomas," Ryder said softly and then his cock thickened against my
lips and a droplet that seemed smaller than the last one came out against
my tongue, which just happened to be pressed against his piss slit. His
motion slowed some but even after coming the boy continued to move in and
out of my mouth a little bit and about that time I started cumming. The
moan I emitted was muffled because I still had Ryder's cock in my mouth,
and my belly flexed as each one of the 6 jets of cum squirted out onto my
lower belly.

 He finally moved, pulling his cock from my mouth and rolling away to lie
on his back, panting while I rolled my upper body over and just looked at
him. Ryder finally opened his eyes, kinds of, looked at me and smiled.

"Gosh this is so much fun Thomas," he said and I laughed, agreeing with him
100%. I rolled off the bed, grabbed a shirt from my dirty laundry and
cleaned the cum off my body. I just looked at Ryder as he lay on the bed,
arms about half way out from his sides and his eyes were closed. I just
took in the wonder of him, his naked preteen body in all its glory, his
smooth beautiful face, hair a sort of controlled mess. His cock had finally
softened and rested off to one side while between his smooth pale thighs
his balls were at full hang, the left one slightly lower than the
right. His flat belly rose and fell as he breathed, that area lower than
his raised rib cage and chest. The boy was the epitome of beauty, what the
Greeks would have called classic beauty, a boy in the beginning throes of
puberty, smooth and mostly hairless, and growing every day. By Christmas
that would have changed but I was okay with that, I loved him and would
love him at any stage of his life and development.

"What are you thinking Thomas," Ryder asked, his melodic child's voice like
music to my ears. I pulled out of my reverie and smiled at him.

"Just thinking how beautiful you are and how lucky I am to have been
allowed to share this experience with you," I told him softly as I walked
toward the bed.

"Oh, I don't think that I'm beautiful at all Thomas and I think I'm the one
who's really lucky. I know that adults aren't supposed to show kids stuff
like this or do stuff with them like we did but its stuff that I want to
know about and I'm lucky I have you to show me and teach me how to do
things the right way." I laid down along side of him and the boy moved in
and slipped his arms around my neck, threw one leg up over mine and
snuggled in close. "I really am lucky," he said softly then pressed his
lips against mine and kissed me. It wasn't a little peck either, it was a
good 5 seconds of his lips moving against mine kiss. It was a kiss of love,
of post coital bliss, although we hadn't coital-ed yet, but you get the
idea. It was our first of hundreds of lover kisses.

He dropped his head to the pillow and closed his beautiful hazel eyes, a
contended look on his young face. We lay there quietly for a good minute,
maybe more before he said,

"You know, the only thing that could make this better would be to look at
pictures of kids that were closer to my own age." I must have actually
jerked when Ryder made his exclamation because he asked me. "What's wrong
Thomas," his head raised up off the pillow. I forced myself to relax, my
brain going a zillion miles and hour.

"Oh nothing," I responded, "Just one of those falling asleep body jerks,
you know?" He seemed to accept that and as he was putting his head back on
the pillow when my phone rang. I sat up and picked up the receiver,
listened, said I'd tell him and then hung up.

"It was your mom. She's getting off early and wants to take you out for
pizza or something." One of the fastest ways to a boy's heart is food and
things like pizza and burgers and as such get you there pretty
quickly. Since Ryder didn't often get such things it was, if not a
momentous event, certainly one of note. Everything else got put on hold as
he rolled off the bed with a loud "yippee" and headed toward the living
room and his clothing and I admired his slender butt as he went.

I joined him, put my clothes on and after he was finished the boy gave me a
tight hug and another kiss on the lips. "Can we play some more tomorrow
Thomas?" I kissed him back and said we could and off he went out the
door. I went into the kitchen and did something that I very rarely do. I
pulled a bottle of Grey Goose out of the freezer; poured 3 fingers into a
tall chilled glass then topped it off with cranberry juice and went into
the living room to cogitate.

I considered what I was going to do about Ryder's wish that he could see
more images of people his age or close to it. The fact was that I had a
stack of such material. Remember, this was 1971 and anyone over 18 could go
into almost any adult bookstore in the country and find dozens of such
publications on the rack. In Europe there were hundreds of such
publications. It was all perfectly legal. A majority of them focused on
boys: Piccolo, 101 Boys, 200 boys, American Boy, Boy Plus Boy, Boy Meat,
Boy Studies, Boyhood, Boy Chicks, Boy Photo; Boy Naked, Naked Boyhood,
Naked Teen, Chicken, Puppy Dog Tales, Le Enfants, Lick Stories, Martin. The
list goes on and on. Although a majority of images reflected boys in their
default state, there plenty of rock hard young cuties, plenty of sucking
and fucking along with the posing.

There were plenty of magazines that centered on girls of all ages and
plenty of them with boys or men doing what girls and boys did
together. Lolita was a very popular magazine of the time and believe me
there were no holds barred. I had seen plenty a preteen girl with 7 plus
inches of stone hard cock stuffed as far up her smooth hairless cunt as it
could go. While in Europe I'd seen the harder stuff as well. Rape, bondage,
and bestiality were common themes but I simply couldn't get behind that
stuff especially when little kids were involved. Seeing a German Shepard
fucking a child who was tied up just about made me sick to my stomach.

By 1978 I would get rid of a majority of my collection because of the laws
against it, but during my time with Ryder I had a fair collection of the
more vanilla stuff. My collection was mostly about boys but I had some boy
girl stuff as well as well as intergenerational stuff. My dilemma was first
of all, whether or not to show it to Ryder and secondly which ones to show
him. I wasn't sure what the ambivalence was other than the fact that
despite its legality there was still a huge stigma about such material. I
just wasn't sure how my new found lover would respond. Sure, in the moment
he'd be all hot as hell about seeing such stuff but how about later when
the hotness was worn off, after he'd cum two or three times, later on when
he'd reflect back on what he'd seen. I knew that plenty of boys, even men,
experienced a certain degree of guilt about masturbation after they'd
pulled one off. Ryder seemed to be okay after our afternoon respite, didn't
seem to be harboring any negative thoughts about it. I finally resigned
myself to the idea of just seeing how he was over the next few days.

I did considering pulling out a couple of adult gay magazines one of which
featured Morgan, the hot young blond kid that was somewhat of an icon at
the time. Supposedly he was 18 although there was some speculation that he
was underage. Regardless, he was hot, hung well, and cute as the dickens,
his adolescent acne overlooked. I had some images from THE PAPERBOY and THE
WAREHOUSE as well other films that he'd done. I decided that Morgan might
serve as a litmus test. That decided I headed out to have dinner.

I didn't see Ryder the next day except in passing. Gabby had the day off
and wanted to spend all of it with her son, a rare enough event. There were
things that I wanted to attend to as well so a day away from the boy was
mostly okay. I was quite interested in how he was feeling after our initial
sexual marathon, hoping that fear, doubt, and regret hadn't set in. that
question was answered almost the second that Ryder came through my door the
following Monday after we'd both gotten home from school.

"I missed being with you yesterday Thomas," he said before he had even
closed the living room door. "I jacked off last night but it wasn't the
same without you. I mean, it was fun and everything but..." he let the
sentence trail off.

"Well I missed being with you too Ryder. What would you like to do this
after noon?" He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants shorts that
were becoming popular with boys and men and his answer to the question was
to pull the shorts off and kick them to the side then and do the same with
his t-shirt. Standing before me, where I was still sitting in my arm chair,
dressed only in white cotton briefs he asked what I was waiting for. He
came closer so I reached out, put my hands on his hips and gently pulled
him toward me.

Arched like he was must have been uncomfortable so he put one knee on the
arm of the chair then did the same with the other knee. I pressed my face
into his crotch and gently nuzzled against his softened boyhood charms
beneath the warm fabric. I enjoyed the pliable softness of him, was able to
discern between cock and balls, as I drew in the odors of a growing boy,
the semi-musky yet sweet fragrance that a boy will get as a day wear on.

I could feel his cock begin to harden up so slipped his underwear down to
just below his smooth nuts. I kissed him all over; his rising cock, his
hairless balls, the crease between pubic bone and thigh, the firm flesh of
his pubic bone and his belly. His scent was a little stronger without the
clothing covering it and I reveled in the highly stimulating fragrance. It
didn't take long before the boy was in full tumescence, his rock cock
standing straight and proud in front of him.

"Gosh I love it when you touch me and do stuff to me Thomas," he said, his
voice beginning to deepen from the lust that was ripping through his young
body. I took his cock into my mouth until the swollen head bounced off of
my throat muscles then began to move my head back and forth, my tongue
taking the opportunity to explore the satiny head whenever I could.

"Oh gosh, Thomas, oh gosh," he moaned above me, his hands in my hair and
holding my head very lightly as he gently fucked his cock into my greedy
mouth. I kneaded his butt, first with both hands and then only one, the
other hand moving to cup, tug, and gently squeeze his young sperm
makers. It didn't take very long before he cried out, his cock thickened
against my lips and he came in my mouth, a drop of sticky watery liquid
than I moved along my tongue and swallowed as I continued to suckle him. It
didn't take very long before the sensitivity kicked in and he gently pulled
his cock out of my mouth and carefully got of the chair.

He kicked off his underwear, got to his knees between mine and his hand
went straight for the snap of my jeans. He managed to get my pants
unbuttoned and unzipped then pulled the waistband of my briefs down to
allow my nail hard dick to gain some relief from where it had been
trapped. Ryder leaned forward and began licking the underside of my dick
then pulled my waistband outward and down while his other hand pulled my
cock down, the boy wasting no time in getting his mouth over the head and
proceeding to suck my cock. It didn't last long however.

"Can you take your pants off Thomas?" I immediately lifted my ass up off
the cushion and shoved the clothing below my knees where Ryder took over
and managed to get them the rest of the way off while I did the same with
my own shirt. Naked, I let my legs splay out and Ryder wasted no time
putting his face in there.

"I love the man smells down here," he said before beginning to lick my
balls and then my cock. He worked down there a moment before leaning back
and saying that it was kind of hard to get at everything. I quickly placed
my hands on the arms of the chair, lifted myself up and tucked my knees
beneath me and pushed my legs against the arms of the chair. "Much better,"
the boy said and put his face back in and went to work sucking my cock
again while one hand worked on my balls. I looked down onto the top of his
dark blond head and marveled at my luck in having a boy for a lover, a boy
who seemed as eager to be sexual and willing to try things as I suggested
them, a boy who as beautiful as he was. Ryder stayed at it much longer than
he had before and maybe taking time out to lick on everything, to rub my
cock against his soft smooth cheeks, helped. Regardless of the reason I
felt myself reaching my peak fairly quickly.

"I'm gonna cum pretty soon Ryder," I told him.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?"

"I make a lot of liquid Ryder so it's up to you." His decision was quite
clear as he kept on doing what he was doing, sucking my dick. The idea of
cumming in the preteen's beautiful mouth probably helped get me there even
faster. He was jacking me off as he suckled, had kept on playing with my
balls so I groaned loudly when I came.

"Oh God Ryder, Fuck," I moaned as my dick began unloading a torrent of
sperm into the 12 year olds mouth. The boy seemed to swallow as fast as he
could but wasn't able to keep up with the flow and I felt my sperm running
down the side of my dick, then saw some of the stream reach my
balls. Still, the boy didn't stop until it was all over. I thought I would
die when he looked up at me and smiled, my cum on his face and chin and I
have to say it looked hot as hell.

"Wow, that's a lot of juice Thomas." Indeed it was. "I couldn't drink it
all but I got most of it" Ryder said with a grin. I got up and grabbed a
hand towel out of the kitchen then wiped his face off. "What should we do
now," he asked after I'd finished. My cock was on its way down while
Ryder's was still at full stand.

"Well," I started slowly, "remember the other day you said that you wish
there were pictures of kids your age or close to it?" He nodded his head so
I went on. "Well I have some of a boy whose closer to your age than most of
the other stuff you've seen." Ryder's obvious pleasure at the prospect
removed the need for me to offer. I took his hand and led him to my bedroom
where I pulled the two magazine I had of Morgan out of a dresser drawer
where I'd stashed them. I handed them to Ryder whose eyes lit up like the
4th of July.

"Oh man Thomas, he's really cute," the boy said as he looked at the cover
bust shot of the young blond porn star. As we poured through the two
magazines, Ryder made plenty of comments, pushed pulled and otherwise
played with all that made him a boy, and all but drooled on the pages. It
was during that 20 minute period, seeing the boy's excitement, that I
decided to go the whole distance with him and let him look at the rest of
my collection. It didn't happen right away of course because Ryder got so
hot that he had to cum. Meanwhile he asked plenty of questions and one of
the things that interested him was rimming. In one set of photos a hot
blond hunk has his mouth all over Morgan's puckered asshole as they lay
next to a swimming pool.

"Do people really do that Thomas, lick on a butt hole like that?" Of course
his smooth cute face was all crinkled up when he asked the question, a
clear indication of what he thought about the idea. I explained that,
indeed, the feelings of having it done were pretty incredible and doing it
to someone was pretty good too. He didn't quite believe me until I ended up
doing it to him at a later time.

We were looking at a series of images of Morgan's asshole being plowed by
the other hot teen. One of those was a close up of Morgan's puckered hole
with the other boy's cock head barely inside of it, in fact, the top edge
of head was still visible. It really showed the rim of the hole being
extended outward.

"I can't believe it doesn't hurt having a cock in your butt like that," he
said, "especially if it was one like yours in my butt." My ears perked up
at the idea that he was even considering such a union but, like I had
before, I told him about proper preparation before penetration, the "three
P's."

We eventually sucked each other off again, doing a side by side 69. Ryder
was not only becoming a little better at it, his enthusiasm seemed to be
picking up as well. I noticed more rubbing my cock against his face when
his mouth got sore, more kissing and licking of my genitals, and more soft
mewing sounds as he did any and all of it. Ryder seemed to be "getting into
it" as they say and not just going through the motions. For my part I was
totally enthralled with the boy's body. I could have allowed him to relax
and let me worship every square inch of him with my mouth and my
hands. Sucking his cock, licking and kissing his soft balls made my dick
throb. While we sucked each other I let my free hand spend more time with
his butt cheek, kneading and rubbing and allowing my finger to trail gently
up and down his gluteal cleavage slowly indoctrinating him to ass play.

Ryder finally came, in my mouth again, and when he was too sensitive for me
to suckle him he pulled away. I had continued to jack off and he asked if
he could do it for me. I was all for that but didn't want to spend a huge
amount of time at it as I really was kind of excited about him seeing the
chick porn I had. I rolled over and pulled a bottle of lube out of my night
stand and poured some into his hand then directed him to really work on the
head, which he did. Watching the expressions on my face he asked if it felt
that good and I told him I'd do it to him next time and he could
decide. Using the lube got me where we both wanted me and I finally panted
out to him to get off the head. He no sooner did that when my cock erupted,
ropey strands of sperm shooing out onto my lower belly.

"I can't get over how much of sperm you make Thomas," he said when I had
finally finished. "I sure hope I make a lot of stuff when I get older. I
assured him that most likely he would.

In the interest of further exploration of Ryder's hidden treasure I decided
to take a shower instead of just wiping my cum off and when I asked if he'd
like to join me the boy grinned from ear to ear and nodded his head. Once
in there and wet down I offered to wash him, he said okay, and I did just
that. When I did his ass I was standing at his side with one arm draped
across his upper belly while the other hand did the exploration. I slipped
between his thighs and ran my finger across his puckered muscle a half
dozen times, about half of those times I moved forward to move and cup his
smooth balls from behind. I ended with my finger lingering around the hole
and my other hand gently stroking his raging young boner.

"Gosh Thomas I never knew that my butt hole could be so sensitive," he
exclaimed when I finished rinsing him off, again, spending plenty of time
rubbing against his core. Being ever the curious boy, Ryder wanted to
return the favor although I doubt that his motives were purely
altruistic. "It feels kind of weird down there," the boy commented as his
fingers explored my asshole. Of course I'd returned to a full state of
inflation as well, my cock seeming to strain to get harder or longer.

Back in the bedroom I offered to rim the boy and he readily agreed. I had
him lie on his back with his legs pulled all the way back while I knelt at
the side of the bed. I admired him for a moment, letting my eyes roam all
around the wrinkled muscle, his balls, and the line of his perineum
connecting the two. A brief image flashed across my mind of me being on my
knees there and gently pushing my iron hard cock into the hole, stretching
it farther than it had ever been in his young life then fucking the boy
until he cried out in orgasm.

I shook my head, put my face down there and began to eat, exploring every
bit of his flesh with my tongue and earning as many moans and sigh's as I
had when I sucked his cock. After a good 3 minutes of paying homage at the
temple of priapus I asked Ryder if he would like to try something else and
his answer was a nod of his head, his eyes almost closed in lust. I grabbed
the lube, slathered my finger then had him rearrange himself so that I
could lie next to him. With his feet flat on the bed I reached down between
his pale thighs and slipped my finger up inside of his ass at the same time
that I took his cock into my mouth.

It probably wasn't the very best that I could have done but it did the
trick. My head bobbed and my hand moved, the finger sliding in and out of
Ryder's tight muscle. I found his prostate, which elicited a loud moan, and
ran my finger back and forth across it while my mouth concentrated on his
sensitive cock head, my lips pressing against the satiny flesh as it moved
back and forth across the rim. Ryder almost screamed when he came, pushing
his butt up off of the bed as if to get more of me inside of his young
body, his hands holding my head tightly. When it was over I slipped out of
him, again gently, and went into the bathroom, coming back with a warm
washcloth and cleaning his ass hole and the area around it. That got me yet
another sigh.

"Are you gonna cum now Thomas," my beautiful young lover asked when I
returned to the bedroom after depositing the wash rag in the bathroom. I
shook my head as I explained that it wasn't necessary for me to cum every
time that he did. Needless to say that earned me a skeptical look for what
newly sperming boy could even comprehend the idea of not needing to cum
once you had a hard on.

"Besides I have something else in mind Ryder." I had decided to go ahead
and show him the underage sex magazines that I had. But as much as I
trusted the boy, I felt I needed to provide yet another reminder of
complete secrecy for regardless of the legality of possessing chick porn,
it wasn't looked upon favorably by the masses and showing it to minors was
still a jail-able offense. So, before going on I elicited another promise
from him which was granted without any condemnation from him for repeating
my pledge for secrecy.

"I have some, umm, publications that use models that are closer to your age
and even a little younger." The boy's naturally large eyes got even larger,
as did the grin on his smooth young face. "Would you like to see them?" If
he'd nodded his head any harder he would have suffered whiplash.

I had already separated the magazines into piles and since I had my own
agenda the first one that I brought out was a man boy publication. The
cover showed a man sitting in an arm chair with a boy about Ryder's age
sitting sort of sideways on his lap. Both are clothed and looking at each
other. The inside cover shows the same thing, almost. They are both naked,
the man's rock hard cock is stand between the boy's pale thighs with the
shaft resting against the boy's hairless balls. The boy is naked as well,
hard as a rock with the man's thumb and fingers holding the boys' shaft.

It should be noted that these magazines were European and as such, the
males weren't circumcised. Ryder had plenty of questions about that so I
took the time to explain the whys and where fore's of the pagan
practice. In any case, in the magazine the boy's upper body is turned
sideway and the two are engaged in a mouth opened kiss. The next few pages
show fondling, sucking, riming, and kissing as well as the man's cock
buried deep in side the boy's asshole and from a variety of positions. The
expression on the boy's face, when you can see his face, is one of rapture.

"Oh my God," Ryder exclaimed when he saw a close-up of the man's cock as
far inside the boy as it could go. He was doing the boy from behind so both
sets of balls were very visible. Ryder's first curse did not go unnoticed
by me either. As we thumbed through the magazine Ryder continued to
squeeze, pull, and push on his cock whose head and a small part of the
shaft were visibly red from the blood being held in there.

"Do you want to do that to me Thomas," he asked as he looked at the photo
and then at me.

"Well, yeah, I guess that would be really great Ryder but I couldn't and
wouldn't unless you were sure that was what you wanted." He thought about
that for a moment.

"I'm not sure either but it sure felt good with your finger in there and
that boy doesn't look like he's in any pain at all," he said, pointing to
the picture of the boy with the beatific smile on his face. That statement
gave me some hope that, at least once, Ryder would let me fuck him.

We finished that magazine and went to the other which really excited my boy
lover because it was about boys; teenage boys kissing, stroking, sucking
and fucking other teenage boys and preteen boys. Some of the boys were hung
as well as I was and seeing boys his age take those large hard cocks up
their ass made an impression on Ryder. Regardless of all of that though,
the boy seemed to really appreciate seeing boys involved with other
boys. He told me later that is just seemed to appeal to him more. I had a
variety of such magazine, Piccolo being one of them, over the next few days
Ryder and I poured through them.

During that time my young lover boy became more comfortable with and
desirous of kissing. He liked lying with me, hugging and holding and
rubbing while engaged in a mouth open, tongue tangling kissing. He also
rimmed me and found that he liked doing it although not as much as having
it done to him. It helped I think that I shaved my asshole and my balls,
the latter earning plenty of comments about how soft they were.  We both
engaged in finger fucking as well, Ryder having found my prostate and
commenting how hard it became when I squirted. Ryder discovered the
sensitivity of nipples, necks, and other hot spots and loved having all of
them kissed and/or sucked on or nuzzled. And we came, 4-5 times a day.

School had finally let out for the summer although Gabby enrolled in summer
quarter and continued to work a full time job so Ryder spent much of the
time with me. Before the first week was done I'd let the boy fuck me.

It was the first night that Ryder spent the night with me. Gabby was
working late and had an offer to go out with some of the girls to a lake
side cabin after work. She rarely took time for herself so when she told
Ryder about it he encouraged her to go, as did I when the two of them
approached me with the idea. Ryder had spent much of the day with her so
when we got back to the apartment after dinner he was hot to look at porn.

"I haven't cum all day Thomas," he said with a grin. My response was,

"Oh you poor boy," but it was done with a grin as well. I had yet to show
the boy the hetero young stuff that I had and chose that evening to do
so. When I did he asked me why I hadn't shown it to him before that and I
didn't have an answer, but he did.

"You like boys more than girls don't you Thomas?" He asked the question in
a gentle manner that wasn't condemning or accusatory in any way. For the
first time in my life I admitted to another person that yes, I preferred
boys. Ryder's response to that was,

"I'm glad Thomas otherwise I might not have learned all this stuff from
you." And that was that. The first book that we looked at had a man, a girl
and a boy a little younger than Ryder along with another boy probably 15 or
so. Through a series of photos we saw the boys take the girls clothes off
and then their own. We watch the girl suck both cocks and the close ups of
her naked smooth pussy in both it's natural state and with the lips pulled
open so that everything was exposed. I slowly took Ryder's jeans and
underwear off as he lay on my bed looking through the glossy pictures, then
went about sucking his cock and licking his balls.

I stopped when he got to the actual fucking because those images were a
turn on for me; a preteen girl and boy and an older boy, not to mention the
man. The little boys' cock hardly made any difference in the girls' cunt
when he fucked her but the older boy and then the man were a different
story. There was a shot of the teenage boy lying on his back, the girl
sitting on his hard cock facing the camera with almost nothing but his
heavy hairy balls hanging out. There were a few images of the little boy
licking on her pussy as well as the thick boy meat that was stuffed inside
of her, spreading her cunt hole. There were a few images of the end of the
act, the boy having pulled out of her cunt then jacked off, shooting his
teenage sperm on her pussy, belly, and everything else.

"God that is so hot to see Thomas," Ryder exclaimed, the curse word again
not going unnoticed. "My dick is as hard as it's ever been." I reached over
and squeezed him, Ryder stopping all movement to allow me to explore his
rampant boyhood charms. I was well up into a fog of hotness myself.

"How would you like to fuck me baby boy?" His large eyes got larger.

"Do you mean it Thomas? Really, you'll let me fuck you?" The first time
he'd used that word as well.  When Ryder entered me I was on my back, knees
almost level with my ears. I wanted to watch the expressions of emotion
flash across his smooth young face as he lost his virginity. The one that
he had as he slipped his cocklet into my ass was classic.

Ryder gave it a good go, as dedicated to the job as any young boy might be
but still it was by no means the best fuck I'd ever gotten. Remember that
the boy wasn't all the big in the cock department but as he was fucking me
I wondered how big he'd be in say, a year from then. He finally came, his
smooth face exhibiting the mixed expression of pain and pleasure that often
accompanies an orgasm as he fucked his cum into me, my hands on his narrow
little butt encouraging him.

After we'd cleaned up Ryder told me how incredible it had felt and how much
he loved doing it and I of course told him that he was the best which made
the boy beam with pride. We thumbed through some other publications gazing
on images of a man with a girl about 10 years old. There were plenty of
close-ups of his cock buried inside of her pale smooth cunt and from a
variety of positions. Seeing him fuck her from behind while they lay on
their sides was interesting to Ryder and he passed a comment on it.

In another publication like the first one, two teenage boys and a girl of
maybe 9 or 10 went through all of the now familiar motions but the one that
got my young lover the most was a double fuck. We saw them on their sides,
looking from their feet upward, the girl's leg held high and out of the
way. The boy with the largest cock, a good 7 or more inches long went in
from the front and then we saw the younger boy begin to push five and half
or so inches up her asshole. Finally the boys are fully inside of the
little girl and I have to say it even made dick harder whenever I looked at
those images. There were plenty of others where one boy was fucking the
girl while she sucked on the other boy's cock and plenty where one boy was
fucking the other boy and the girl sucked whatever cock was available.

I had a couple of magazines titled Family Fun which of course depicted
models that were supposedly all of the same family, and I suspected that in
truth they were. One had the obligatory parents, two boys and two
girls. The oldest was a boy about 14 and other one maybe nine or ten. The
two girls were maybe 9 and possibly 12, the latter having begun to grow
some tits but whose pussy was still smooth although the lips were more
puffy than the younger girl. Again, there were more combinations that one
can imagine and the mother was into it all. She gets fucked by both boys as
do the girls. The littlest boy fucks the youngest girl and we see some good
close-ups of his cocklet as it moves inside of his sister's bald cunt. Dad
fucks every body including the boys and the oldest boy fucks the youngest
one as well as his father and his mother. Ryder allowed as how he couldn't
imagine doing that with his mother and wasn't sure he could do it with a
sister if he had one.

The last genre I had was mothers and sons. There wasn't a theme to it as
in, a set of images with the same models, although there were a few
instances where there were 2-3 images of the same couple. Instead it was a
variety of photos of women with boys and believe me they were doing every
thing imaginable.

Ryder and I had sucked and fondled each other while we poured through the
magazine, both of us having comments about this one or that. We came again,
this time Ryder sucking me until I unloaded my sperm into his mouth. Later
that night Ryder fucked me again and afterward we talked a little bit.

"I really love looking at that stuff Thomas. Seeing the boy's fucking each
other and sucking each other's cocks and stuff is pretty hot to me. I think
I like the boy and girl stuff more though. I think that I'm going to like
fucking girls more than boys. I love fucking you though, don't get me
wrong, and sucking your cock and stuff but I think I'm meant to fuck
girls." As you can see, Ryder was now using the slang terms for everything.

"Well I can understand the sweet boy. We're all a little different. The
talk moved around to the variety of magazines that I owned and aside from
the one marriage manual I'd shown him most of the stuff I had was adults
and children with some boy girl stuff thrown in. Ryder didn't miss that and
surmised that even though I liked boys, I liked seeing younger girls being
sexy as well.

"Have you ever been with a girl Thomas, not a woman but a young girl?" I
shook my head, said that I hadn't and he wanted to know if it was something
that I wanted to do or would I do it if the chance came up. I danced around
the topic but it didn't do much good so by the time it was over I'd
admitted that it was something I'd be interested in but only if the
circumstances made it relatively safe.

As summer moved on we celebrated Ryder's 13th birthday by going to the zoo,
something he really enjoyed a lot. His mother took the evening off and had
me over for cake and ice cream and the present opening. Among the safe
things I got him, I bought Ryder a stroke book, all hetero of course in the
horrible event that his mother found it stashed in his room at some point
in the future. As a guard against that he left it at my house and since any
time we spent looking at porn we looked at my stuff, his magazine remained
in pristine condition until he moved away.

My birthday came along in August and Ryder's present to me was his virgin
asshole. Up until then I'd finger fucked him plenty of times, got him off
while I massaged his prostate, and of course the boy fucked me on a regular
basis. When he suggest that I fuck him I knew better than to ask if he was
sure. The topic had come up on many occasions, usually by him, and he said
that if and when he did it, he would be ready.

So it was on a balmy mid month evening that Ryder offered himself to
me. The boy had grown some since our first encounter, his young cock now
reaching a solid five and a quarter inches. His moss had grown as well, his
balls were bigger and hung lower and were producing more sperm. It wasn't
just drops either but at times some nice little streaks of the love juice.

We spend a great deal of time doing things that raised Ryder's heat level
then I did another 15 minutes letting him lay back and enjoy while I sucked
his growing cock, licked his puckered little asshole and finger fucked him.
He finally told me that I'd better get it done quick or he was going to
squirt and since my dick was already lubed and ready to load I maneuvered
up close to him. He was on his back, his legs pulled way up, so when I
gently pulled my two fingers out of him I slipped my swollen cock head
in. I was watching his face and while he grimaced slightly he didn't cry
out or anything instead he looked at me with eyes that were barely open and
in a voice deeper than usual said,

And I did, watching as inch after inch passed through the rectal muscle to
lodge inside of the boy. The long awaited event was heaven, the tightness
of his virgin asshole exquisitely wonderful, the expression on his face
beautiful. I held his legs back for him as I began the process, pulling out
and moving slowly back inside of him. It didn't take long before Ryder was
moaning from the pleasure of getting his first fucking and my own little
sounds could be heard as well. I finally draped his legs over my arms and
leaned forward to put my hands flat on the bed, raising his asshole
upward. From there I could move almost downward and I did. It didn't take
long before I was plunging back inside the boys' ass, my balls making a
whacking sound as they smacked against butt.

"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum Thomas I'm gonna cum," he whispered and a second
later he groaned loudly and his asshole constricted against my cock as
began squirting his sperm out, totally unassisted by his hand. I felt my
own orgasm building to a crescendo and then erupting. I found myself
grinding my ass in circles as I pressed my body tightly against his,
pulling out and slamming back into him, trying to angle in from slightly
off center. Below me Ryder cried out and moaned louder and I knew beyond a
shadow of a doubt that the boy was pleased with his first fuck.

I finally slowed and then stopped and Ryder smiled at me. I leaned my head
down and kissed him tenderly on the lips then rubbed nosed with him.

"That was pretty incredible Thomas," he said when I backed my head away. I
agreed with him. He asked if it had been worth the wait and I assured him
that it had been, and I wasn't lying. He said that he was getting
uncomfortable so I moved backwards onto my knees and lowered his legs,
keeping my cock firmly lodged inside of him. I reached out for his hands,
took them, and pulled him upright so that he was sitting on my lap, still
impaled on my cock.

"This is kind of interesting," he said, his arms wrapped around my neck and
mine on his waist. He had to take one hand away and allow it to investigate
where our bodies were connected, stating that it felt weird but really
good.

"So you enjoyed this," I stated rather than asked. His arms were back
around my neck, our faces about 6 inches apart and he smiled.

"Very much Thomas," he said. We stayed that way a while talking and giving
each other little kisses. We talked about the fact that he'd come without
jacking off which he thought was pretty amazing. I'd already cleaned him
off with a small hand towel I kept close by and after a bit the boy
observed that we were both still hard as rocks. Ryder allowed as how it
would be a shame to let them go to waste, and one thing led to another, and
before long I was flat on my back while the boy straddled my body and in
effect, fucked me. The kid rode me like a trooper, moving his little ass
every which way. The position allowed me access to his growing cock and as
I got closer to sperming I jacked him off so that we came together, an
always wonderful and desired moment. The expressions that flowed across
Ryder's smooth face told me that he enjoyed this action better than the
first and gave me hope that this wouldn't be a one time event.

Afterwards we showered then lay in bed holding each other and talking about
it, processing I believe the psych people call it. Essentially Ryder had
enjoyed the experience, not sure whether he preferred the passive or the
active role better. He also allowed as how he still felt that he like
fucking to being fucked and over the next 4 months he had me fuck him on
the average of about twice a month. We tried it in a variety of different
places and positions, once with him lying at the very edge of my dining
room table which produced more than a few sly looks from him when his
mother ate with us, sitting at the place where I'd fucked her son.

Gabby finally finished her two year degree that December, became an RN and
moved from our suburban community into the city proper in order to both go
to work as well as pursue a BSN. Ryder and I stayed in touch by phone for a
few months but that slowly fell by the wayside. I thought of him often and
when I jacked off, it was always from the memories of our relationship. I
didn't go out to find another boy any more than I'd been looking for one
when Ryder and I hooked up. I loved the boy dearly and I knew that he loved
me, for he'd told me often enough, and I missed him terribly, just as I
missed my own children whom I hadn't seen in over 2 years because they were
living in Germany where her new husband had gotten stationed.

I finally moved out of the apartment into a house which was something that
I'd missed considerably from when we were a family. My ex had contacted me
saying that they were being stationed about 3 hours from where I lived and
both she and the kids wanted to re-establish our relationship. A three
bedroom house would be necessary for those visits. It was there, on one
Thursday evening in late May that I got a phone call.

"Is this Thomas?" The voice was deepened and sounded like a student and I
immediately figured that it one of mine, many of them having permission to
call me. It was a rare event when one of them called me Mr. Field, so being
addressed by my first name wasn't unusual in the least.

"Yes, who am I speaking to?" There was a slight pause then,

"This is Ryder."