Date: Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:13:34 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: Casual Glances

Casual Glances


It isn't often that you spot a kid that is pure mischief.  One of my
committee members was visiting, with her she had brought her son, perhaps
12 or 13 years old with a voice not yet broken - when he spoke at all that
is.  What struck me most was the knowing sparkle in his eyes, the
conspiratorial grin - and his lips, full and lush they were, sensual and
full of precocious promise.  I tore my eyes away and concentrated on his
Mother, a darkly mediterranean woman, slim, almost hawk like and
intense...an interesting study and she was making her point.  I listened,
time went by and with a start I realised it was getting late, perhaps some
refreshment?  She hesitated and I gestured at the kitchen - "well stocked,
just a snack even...not a problem" seeing thatI meant it she rose and
followed me through...with a shock I noticed it, her son had been quiet all
this time - he'd been engrossed among my book shelves!  It was quite a
companiable experience, she was an efficient assistant and in fact I took a
back seat happy to let her get together what she thought appropriate..I
found myself warming to her.  After, we resumed our discussion though in a
rather desultory fashion, things trailled off and talk became more of a
personal nature, she was easy to listen to and gradually I became
impressed...she'd been around, well and truly, and seemed to have survived
relatively intact!  Eventually and by now with some reluctance on my part,
she took her leave - but not before we'd agreed to keep in touch.  With her
went the boy and as I watched, he turned and gave me a knowing smile..then
winked!

I returned inside, somewhat bemused, asking myself what could have prompted
his action..it didn't make sense until, with a sinking feeling I remembered
the library, he'd been among those books for a couple of hours hadn't he?
Now, I have a section devoted to classical history, pretty respectable but
some of the peripheral stuff, well it concerned art - all sorts but some of
it devoted to erotica and...oh dear!  Now then, taking a close look, did it
seem that one or two had been disturbed...dust scuffed away?  There....I
flicked a volume out...a piece of paper protruded, there was writing, "VERY
nice....wish I could try that!"  Oh God...and the page it marked was an
illustration...an elaborately engraved silver cup, one relief showed two
figures on a couch a younger man being fucked by an older partner while in
the doorway observing all stood a young boy.  Switch to other side of the
cup, that same young boy now on the couch reclines on his side while the
young man is busy between his buttocks. Oh dear!  I wondered what else my
young visitor had sampled.....oh well, no point in worrying but - that
note..he wanted me to know!  Cheeky imp!

His mother's name was Julia and he of course was Julio, I'd been seeing
lots more of her since committee work threw us closer together, she was a
very capable lady, formidable I thought though I found her company
increasingly pleasant and we'd lapsed into familiarity.  I suppose it was
inevitable that I be invited over to her place for discussions...I didn't
know what to expect, certainly not the low key but upmarket residence I
approached...nor did I expect the door to be opened by her cheeky faced
urchin...as he walked ahead I noticed the suggestive way he swung his hips,
buttocks protruding beneath tight pants, God to get my hands on them!
Another surprise was in store, my hostess waited lithe and slimly elegant,
hair coiffeured down her left shoulder, her features sofening in the
setting, brilliant dark eyes met mine and she greeted me with a
smile. "Something to eat first..I think you might not have had time?"  I
was grateful - and impressed.  After eating it was on to business, though I
found it hard to focus, her dress for example..it was casual elegant and
every now and then I'd glimpse thigh, I'd risk a casual glance and get
another brief glimpse.  My main problem began when she leaned forward to
hand me something...no bra...tiny but perfect breasts tantalisingly
glimpsed..had I imagined them? Focusing my mind I realised that we'd
completed the business to hand and she'd moved on to social chat...again
her thigh flashed into view...this time I knew she had caught my glance and
- she smiled and got up, crossing over, she gracefully sank beside me. "No
need for pretense between us I think - we've both been around - of that I'm
sure and I like you, yes and I'm certain you feel the same...so" Leaning
over she offered her lips and in doing so, her garment parted at the top
...that did it.  Numb with desire I followed her through, undressing I
watched as without hurry she divested her clothes, she was exquisitely
graceful, lithe, slender almost as thin as a catwalk model but with a
healthier figure.  There was a moment when she paused with back to me,
wearing nothing but tight lacy pants...her buttocks jutted, smooth firm and
rounded beneath the material, placing a hand on a hip she turned and gave
me a knowing smile, then lazily sauntering over to halt in front of me, she
drew down her panties.  Her pussy was smooth shaven, her slim hips almost
boyish and those breasts, gently swelling to pointy tips they were topped
by a pair of jutting nipples...but just before I gave myself up to her
pleasures I caught just a fleeting glimpse...of a little face ducking
behind the door...

I was restless, the recent memory of Julia and her sensational expertise
had left me replete yet somehow still aroused, she was not a woman whose
presense you could easily shake off...then the door bell rang, late
afternoon so not a delivery - Julia?  No, not Julia but Julio...he handed
me a sheaf of papers "Mama asked, could I deliver these to the nice man
down the road...so I came on my bike and...well, can I come in?"  Oh God,
he was so tempting, those huge dark eyes and his pouting lips...and why did
his buttocks have to giggle like that - he was wiggling his hips...wasn't
he?  God those pants were tight....as he looks back, there's that gleam in
his eye...oh no...I put the papers somewhere convenient, the boy was at the
bookshelves again "Did you find it?"  I knew what he meant of course.  "You
know, I got really randy looking at that one, though some others were nice
too...which is your favourite...?"  "Oh I don't have one, not really though
I do like seeing...young boys enjoying themselves too, it's only fair isn't
it?"  He actually blushed and came closer, his buttocks pressing against my
thigh he arched his back and looked up at me "Are you...good at doing nice
things with boys then...?  I thought you might be you see...then of course
you saw me watching you with Mum...but I think you'd like having me as well
as Mum, wouldn't you?"  Of course I'd never dreamed of anything like that
but since the little devil mentioned it...oh wow, yes, yes!  I couldn't
wait to get my hands on him but I'd have to be careful, he was probably 11
or 12 and I'd have to take things gently - and slowly with lots of
preparation - assuming he went through with it...loking at his wicked
little smile though...I was fairly certain of the outcome...as if to
emphasis the point, he ground his buttocks into me.  I was lost.  "You
know, you're an amazingly sexy, wicked boy...and I think we'll do just fine
- may I undress you here?"  He was simpering...."If you like...I hope you
enjoy doing it...I might like it too...."  At that I began to unbutton his
shirt, I got half way and then reaching for his shirt collar, I peeled that
half of his shirt away to reveal his bare shoulder and left breast...I find
this such a sexy pose, there's a similar painting by one of those kinky
Dutch Masters that turns me on.  His breath was growing heavy, his eyes
expectant.  Slowly I leaned down - and softly kissed his neck, shoulder and
then his nipple.  The boy shuddered "Oh yes, this will be good...oh yesssss
I like thissss.."  I began to unfasten his pants, beneath I could see he
was already hard..."You are a lovely boy...beautiful body...so sexy..."  I
could see my fingers were shaking, I'd undone his trousers and could
experience the pleasure of easing them down over his hips, sparse pubic
hair only recently emergent and then the pubic swell, nearly there...and
here it was, stiff and pointing flat against his tummy!  His lovely little
penis was capped with a shiny pink dome, unable to resist I pulled his
warmth towards me and took the tip between my lips gently sucking for a
moment.  He squealed and jigged his hips.  Then his pants flopped around
his ankles....

I sat back, my boy was naked before me, the little devil was smirking
complacently "Well, how do you like...like this?"  He pirouetted and eerily
similar to his Mum he posed with buttocks towards me and hand on hip,
eyebrows raised asked "So, what do you wanna do with me, hey?  What you see
is good enough maybe??"  I grinned back and stretched out my arms, he
danced over, snuggling close he looked up.  I planted a light kiss on those
full lips and began to stroke the smooth flesj along his back as I held him
to me "Well, have I got a boy friend or not?" I asked "Hmmmm maybe...we'll
see.." and he giggled flirtatiously so ducking my head I sucked him again,
he gew quiet until I released his penis.  Now for those delightful globes
I'd just seen, certain boys are equiped with what I can only describes as
erotic, inviting buttocks, these swell suggestively, are neat, firm and
tempting, I reckon that just by glancing at a naked boy you can tell
whether or not he's available and this kid met all the criteria!  Reaching
behind I cupped a cheek in each hand, slowly I began to caress each of
them, his eyes grew sultry and his lips parted as I continued, then I let a
finger probe, he stiffened then relaxed "Nice, is this nice my angel?" I
was fucking him with just the finger tip, occasionally I'd stroke around
his rim...he was shaking now.."If you're going to be my boyfriend...we can
have all sorts of fun...know what I mean" He gulped, swallowed again and
found his voice "I think...yes, I can be your boy friend..."  I again took
his penis between my lips, this time he began using pelvic thrusts, trying
to fuck my mouth..I knew he couldn't continue too long without cuming so
drew back.  Carefully I undid the rest of his shirt, the boy now stood
before me stark naked...I tore my eyes away, time for me to undress.
Discarding the last of my clothes I turned toward the boy..."Oh wow!  Look
at it, is it me...did I do that??"  Eyes wide he was viewing my erection,
time to desensitize him I thought so reaching out for his penis I drew him
to me at the same time placing his hand on mine.  To my relief his fingers
began to travel up and down, he was now gazing back at me with a gloating
smile..I explained "Sometimes boyfriends do it like this...just to get
ready...sometimes they don't do anything...else..."  He nodded
comprehension, his fingers had run up to my tip where they encountered my
pre cum "...and this?  What is it?  I told him all about it and he nodded
once more...but this time the Imp ducked his head and darted out his
tongue, I felt its warmth..Wow! Leaning close I returned the favour, this
was good, the boy was not afraid of my penis and even seemed to be enjoying
its feel so, sitting myself on a chair I patted my knee, he got the message
and climbed onto my lap, this was good, in that position I placed an arm
round him and together we masturbated each other, there is something about
mutual masturbation that bonds one..in my case I had a beautiful young boy
on my lap who was obviously enjoying the experience, his lovely face with
those parted lips and huge round eyes was positively glowing...we glanced
at each other and he giggled slyly.."Bet you never thought..we'd be doing
this ...did you...?"  My reply "I was was rather hoping that we'd be
getting together...I have a thing about lovely young boys..oh I like girls
too - the right sort - of course, special ones.."  I got a coy look
"Girls...like Mama you mean?"  I could only nodd agreement "That's
good..you are going to fuck me soon aren't you...I want that...just like
that boy in the picture?"  I agreed I'd like that too but, first we had to
make sure he was ready.

I picked up the boy and placed him on the bed then disengaged his arm from
around my neck, his little penis was still erect and on offer so ducking my
head I again took it in my mouth, hips thrust up as I did so and his head
began to toss from side to side...enough.  This next step was important, I
had various lubricants but one in particular would be useful, it contained
an anaesthetic...we'd be needing it.  I explained what I was about to do as
I penetrated his little hole with lubed up finger, carefully I manipulated
it inside him, there - I had found his prostate for he jerked and gave a
delicious shudder "Oh, oh, rerrific...never, never felt that before" He was
panting and expectant.  Carefully I inserted another finger, gently I began
to finger fuck the boy, by now the ointment should have been working...so,
very slowly I eased in a third finger, he was lying on his side and
thrusting back and forth, effectively fucking himself on my
fingers...nearly ready but I wanted to make sure, more cream and I eased it
up inside him, his buttocks were slippery and shiny...so tempting, then the
angelic smile as he turned his head...oh God.  I moved around and in full
view of the boy began to anoint my prick, excited eyes followed my
movements "That's going up, in to me....and Im your boyfriend...I will
be...oh wow!" Again I inserted fingers fully, just to be sure, asked if it
hurt, he shook his head.  Then I explained that I'd do it very slowly, he
was to tell me how it felt....if it hurt, I would stop.  He fell quiet and
I got into position, the tip of my prick aimed between those 12 year old
buttocks, parting his cheeks I found the pink rim, gently but firmly I
began to push.  Silence...then an intake of breath...I saw my tip was just
in, I paused, he relaxed as I'd told him to and slowly the rest of my prick
edged up and into the boy, he was now panting..."Never knew, like this...so
strange..so full, bursting....not hurting but tight...full.  Time to let
him adjust, his warmth enveloped me, God I was so lucky to be doing this! I
began to caress his shoulders, run my fond hands over his body, savouring
his firm flesh, reassuringly I said "Now, now you look just like that boy
on the cup...just as pretty too, VERY sexy ". He'd got his breath back "Are
you in, all the way....?"  "Pretty much, it feels wonderful...are you ready
to start?"  "Fuck me, fuck me now, please..."

With an arm draped protectively over Julio I lay there gently buggering
him, I marvelled at the way my penis slid in and out between those
sensationally moulded little buttocks, the boy himself lay there eyes
closed as I took my pleasure of him "So strange the feeling one moment full
then only a little bit, makes me want - oh I don't know but I'm feeling
very sexy, so different...are you liking it?"  I gulped "Julio it feels
fabulous, so lovely and tight...you are a wonderful boy, so clever to take
it all in....let's just enjoy..."  So we continued, at some point I reached
over him to fondle his penis, casually I began to masturbate the boy as we
fucked...dreamy!  You can make it last for ages with practice but I didn't
want to stay in the boy for too long on his first go, I'd noticed him
stiffen and gasp already in a dry cum so concentrated on helping him to
further orgasms, I knew the anal stimulation he was getting would be having
interesting effects "down there".  Occasionally he'd turn his head and
watch my face, he'd give a wicked smile, once he said "Now I know how that
boy felt.....I bet he came back for more....are you sure you like what
we're doing?"  I knew he was teasing so screwed up my eyes and made loud
moaning gasps for his benefit...he seemed to enjoy that.  Eventually I let
myself go, pulling him tight against me I began to release it...the orgasm
took over ...as release occured, the sounds changed, a squelch with each
plunge of my penis told of the fluid being injected between those cheeks,
he turned his head in amazement, it went on and on until limp, I eventually
slid out of the boy, still clutching him.  Blissfully drained I continued
petting the delightful body - it was important to make him feel good about
it.  "Oh Julio, that was beautiful, truly great - and just look at the
mess...here let me..."  He was giggling...."Your bed too, it is all over
that...and I did it...Oh wow!"

We got ourselves dressed, guiltily I noted it was dark outside, still I
took my time since it was difficult not to fondle the boy...what of his
mother?  No way would I let him cycle home, late and in the dark...so we
but his bike in the back of my car.  Apprehensive, I rang their door bell,
Mother appeared and she was smiling faintly....Julio had his hand in mine
and she'd noticed.  Come in you two...so, you got together and are now..
friends?  Good, very good, in my country we have such things, important you
see, where a boy has a man friend..he helps him learn things...and you have
learned a little something perhaps Julio?  Julio blushed and nodded "Good,
there's much more of course but one of your duties (here she looked at me)
will be, helping with his home work..and making certain it is done..."  She
stood with hands on hips, regal and alluring - yes, I wanted her too....so
reaching out I took her hands "Yes, yes of course...it's a deal!"  Julio
squealed with delight...and his mum relaxed.