Date: Tue, 19 Jan 2016 08:19:20 -0800
From: David Johnson <touchwood616@gmail.com>
Subject: An Unusual Affair 2

Due to much positive feedback I've decided to post the next installment in
this series after having forgotten about it. If I do post another episode
it will be centered around the proposed camping trip. I like to throw in
something a little new and different for each sex scene so if anyone has
ideas on how to make it naughty, but not raunchy, then please email me with
suggestions.


An Unusual Affair 2


After tasting Chase for the first time, I was hooked. Thoughts of him
flitted through my mind all day long, causing me to forget what I was doing
or supposed to be concentrating on at work. During an especially boring
meeting I started to daydream about him. As the speaker droned on I was
envisioning Chase splashing in the pool, wearing a speedo...as usual, a
bundle of energy, laughter and charisma. From the poolside I observed him
quietly, unable to focus on anything else. This moment had occurred before
that fateful evening, but thoughts were already beginning to churn in my
mind. The lines between Chase and Jenna had begun to blur, and Chase was
definitely capturing more of my attention.

Then my thoughts sped forward to the night when I'd actually taken his
virginity. I could feel my temperature rising, even in this air-conditioned
office. I adjusted my tie. The presenter had somehow zeroed in on me and
was asking me a question while I hadn't been paying attention. I could feel
the blood rising to my face. I came up with some lame answer and then
excused myself, feigning the need for some fresh air.

`Dammit' I thought to myself, `How is it that this little boy has the
ability to distract me even at work?' The answer, of course, was simple. I
hadn't had any real time alone with him for almost a week. I had Jenna, and
that was pleasant, but I needed Chase. My mind went into overdrive then,
trying to come up with a way to get Jenna away from her son long enough to
have him again.

Getting her out of the house was difficult. She and I worked during the
same hours. In fact she was already home two hours before I got out of the
office, and occasionally I had to work late. But my desires for Chase were
actually starting to interfere with my productivity.

Middle of the night rendezvous were exciting to imagine, but the reality is
that I like to sleep at night, I'm exhausted by 10:00 and usually the last
thing I do before dropping off is to fuck Jenna (still thinking of Chase of
course).

But there was one opportunity I was forgetting about. Jenna loved to
shop. If given a credit card and a girlfriend to go with, I could end up
with a good three or four hours with him, possibly more.

I decided to encourage that, and it worked. Saturday morning she and her
best friend Trish went out, with my credit card and plans to have lunch
together and peruse all the shops in the upscale three story mall
downtown. They would be home by dinnertime, which would give me five to six
hours alone with Chase.

As soon as she walked out the door, Chase came running over to me, throwing
his arms around my neck. Our mouths met. We kissed fervently and while
doing so we somehow ended up wrestling again...first on the couch, but then
sliding onto the floor. At first I went easy on him, allowing him to pin me
down on my back, but then I suddenly used my size and strength against him,
and we switched places. I was on top, and he was breathless under me,
desperately, futilely struggling, but I wasn't playing anymore. As usual he
was shirtless and wearing a pair of basketball shorts that did little to
hide his state of arousal. Pent up desire was making me aggressive. I
kissed him hard, holding his wrists tightly in my grasp. He knew he was
overpowered and I could sense his excitement with the situation.

I fondled his stiff little boy cock for a minute, and then flipped him over
onto his belly. In order to protect his boy jewels from being smashed on
the carpeted floor, he raised up onto his knees. In an instant his ass was
against my groin and he was grinding back. My steel hard tool was
throbbing, straining to get free. I rapidly pulled my t shirt off and
unzipped my jeans, while managing to hold him in place using my thighs and
grabbing him with one hand when he tried to squirm away from me. Once I'd
dropped my jeans and pulled down my boxers, I yanked his shorts down, and
was surprised to discover that he was not only naked underneath, but that
he'd somehow managed to lube himself on the inside with what felt like
Vaseline. Apparently he'd prepared himself for this scenario, although my
cock was leaking so profusely that it might not have even been
necessary. This time I wasn't gentle. Somehow I sensed that he wanted to be
dominated and I was more than willing to give him that.

I grabbed him around the waist, and guided my rod in between his round,
firm cheeks and entered him with two hard thrusts. He was still extremely
tight, and I heard him gasp. I wondered if I'd hurt him so I waited a
moment for him to recover. Since the last time I'd been with him I'd done a
little research on gay sex and what exactly the `bottom' gets out of it. As
a straight guy I didn't know much about these things, but I did know that
my little boy had an orgasm simply from taking my cock inside of him. I
covertly searched it out on the Internet and learned all about prostate
stimulation. This time I intended to use that knowledge to my advantage.

Before entering him I'd slid a finger inside in order to locate his sweet
spot, and I made sure to deliberately hit it with my cock numerous
times. If I sensed him getting too close to cumming then I slowed it down
or even stopped thrusting, so as to build up the tension. By edging him
this way I managed to fuck him for nearly twenty minutes in a few different
positions before either of us came. We ended up back in the doggy-style
position and I could feel him starting to shudder, and say `oh, oh,
yessss'. I suddenly grabbed his hair and pulled on it hard, while biting
his neck and growling. That did it for him. I grabbed his little cock and
felt it twitching and throbbing and his boy juices got my hand all
slippery. At the same time his anal muscles clamped down on my cock,
causing me to orgasm before he was finished with his.

Once again, my climax was one of the most intense I'd ever had. So long it
felt like ocean waves rising and subsiding again and again. I'd never known
that sex with a boy could be like this.

Afterwards we were both breathless, sweaty and smelled of sex, so I
suggested we shower together. After we'd cleaned up we went into the
bedroom and lay on the bed cuddling. Chase was idly playing with the hair
on my chest. My arm was around him, his head nestled into my shoulder.

`David?' he asked me.

`Yes, baby?'

`Does what we do together mean we're gay?'

I thought about that for a minute. A year ago I would have assumed that was
a simple yes or no question. But not now. I realized it was a lot more
complicated than that.

`Well, Chase, I don't think I'm gay. In fact before I met you I would have
sworn that I was 100 percent straight. On my end I don't know what to call
it; maybe I'm bi...except that I'm really not attracted to men, only
you...'

`What about me, then? Do you think I'm gay?'

`Well first of all, I don't necessarily think you need to start labelling
yourself, especially since you're not even all the way through puberty,
yet. Things might change as you get older. But I guess I would say it
depends on what's going on in your mind when you jack off. You do do that
don't you?'

`Yeah, sometimes...'

`So are you thinking about girls, women, boys or what?'

`None of those, really...'

`Ah, then are you saying you're into older guys like me?'

`Yeah, pretty much that's all I fantasize about. My mom's had a few
boyfriends that I had crushes on, but I was too young and too shy to do
anything about it. But with you, it just kind of got to the point where I
knew I had to see if I could get you to have sex with me. I've seen some
gay porn on the Internet, so I pretty much understood what I was getting
into.'

`Hmm, well there's a good chance you might be gay, but I wouldn't worry
about it too much. I mean you enjoy it and all, right? And no one else is
gonna know, so we can just keep it between the two of us until you're
older. You don't seem like the kind of boy that would get teased about
it. I mean you're not effeminate or anything like that.'

`Can I ask you something else?' he said sweetly.

`Of course, buddy...ask me anything you like.'

`Who do you like better...me or my mom?'

I cleared my throat. Put that way it made it all seem so perverse.

`Well, I actually love both of you very much. I know your mom would
probably freak if she knew about what we've been doing together, but as
long as she doesn't know and you want it, then I don't see a problem.'

`That's not what I want to know.'

`Are you asking me which one of you is better in bed?'

`Well, yeah...'

I propped myself up onto my side and looked at him very seriously. `I'll be
totally honest with you, Chase...I've never had better sex with
anyone. You're the best, hands down. I really mean that.'

`I don't get it...I mean I'm totally inexperienced, and I'm a boy. How can
I be the best lover you've ever had?'

`I think both of those things contribute to you being the best I've ever
had. I mean you're young, innocent, you're incredibly beautiful and the
fact that you're male, but not a man just does something to my head. I mean
it's kind of risky and thrilling and novel for me. But you're also really,
um...tight...compared to a woman. It just feels fantastic.'

He raised an eyebrow. `Are you sure you're not gay?'

`I'm not sure of anything anymore...except I'm sure that I love
you...totally, completely. I'd do anything for you. In fact there's
something I want to do for you right now.'

`Oooh, what's that?' he asked.

I pulled the towel from around his waist. Then I kissed him. Working my way
down I sucked on his nipples, bit him gently and then licked the insides of
his thighs. He spread his legs wide and started moving his hips, to try to
get his cock in my mouth. It was pointing at the ceiling and pulsing. God
it was so cute. I teased him for a little bit and then gave him what he
wanted. I sucked him off, enjoying it even more than last time. Learning to
love boy cock is like acquiring a taste for fine wine, or a new delicacy
that would have seemed strange, but then becomes addicting. I couldn't get
enough of it, especially the tiny spurt of liquid at the end. I couldn't
wait til he could produce a bit more.

After that I had the sudden urge to go down farther, and I wondered how he
would feel about that. I licked his perineum and then began to tongue his
hole. He had just showered and was totally clean inside except for some of
my residual cum. But I noticed that he had his own unique scent and flavor
and it was utterly intoxicating. Yet another surprise. I pushed my tongue
inside of him and he shivered in pleasure. Even after just cumming he was
hard as a rock. Soon I was ravaging him like a starving man devouring a
piece of meat. I couldn't keep it up for too long, though so I moved back
up to his cock and sucked it again. This last cum was weaker and
practically dry. His balls had just barely started to drop and couldn't
quite keep up with his lust. I found it interesting that he could cum but
didn't have any pubic hair. I figured he was either developing in his own
way or else pulling the hairs out as they grew. There wasn't even fuzz yet,
though, and I really liked that. It was the perfect combination for me.

We had another pleasant hour or so together, streaming shows on Amazon,
eating and cuddling, but no more sex that day. I did, however, have an
idea. Once he'd mentioned to me that he'd never once been on a camping trip
because his mom hates camping and they didn't even own any camping
equipment. I immediately realized that this could be a perfect opportunity
to have him all to myself for literally days. It was still early in the
fall and warm in Northern California. I was extremely excited to think that
perhaps his mom would allow him to go on a male bonding trip with me. What
a lucky man I am, I thought to myself.