Date: Sat, 24 Jan 2009 22:35:49 +0000
From: Robbie Robot <lostinspace1966@live.com>
Subject: ACE TALES - Jets First Stopover Part One

Ace Tales - Jet's First Sleepover Date Part I
Copyright 2009 Van T Z Boi

The usual disclaimers apply.

(Everyone has a hero, the guy who can do it all, Ace is such a guy and
these are his fantasy adventures, no truth, just pure fantasy of being)

	I pulled into a spare parking place by the parade, he was already
walking towards the car, he'd been watching out for me, I was about five
minutes late but he was used to that. He opened the passenger door and
slung his backpack into the back seat and climbed in. I checked the area,
it was a bit public but the parade was quiet at this time so I reached over
and stopped him from buckling up his seat belt to kiss him.

	He was startled at first but happily kissed back his mouth opening
for my tongue, his hand going around my neck to hold me as we swapped
tongues.

	"Everything okay?" I asked.

	He smiled as he nodded, "No problem," and his grin broadened as he
began to realise our carefully laid plans were actually happening. "mum
says she'll phone you about nine, make sure I'm okay," he giggled, "she
wants to make sure I get to bed at a proper time," and I laughed along with
him.

	I glanced around again, the small parade of local shops was still
quiet, I reached for his t-shirt and pulled it up over his head, he lifted
his hands to make it easier. I threw it in the back, where it fell across
his backpack; he smiled and I stroked his tousled black hair, spiking it up
even more, his pearly white teeth gleamed as his smile broadened as I
stroked my hand across his nipples, subtly tickling the pink teats so they
stood proud of his chest. I undid the fly to his shorts and he lifted
himself clear of the seat and then lifted his feet as I tugged them from
his body, he wore no underwear, he knew better than that now and his
three-inch cocklet stood proud, the pink cock slit just showing through the
wrinkled foreskin of his thin boy tube. His socks and trainers followed his
clothes into the back seat and he relaxed naked against the seat.

	I kissed him again, my hands now caressing his cock and balls, my
finger sliding between his legs, feeling him open up and adjust his
position so my intruding finger could slide across the puckered skin of his
boy pussy and then after a couple of circling movements it slid inside, his
mouth opening as ever with that sweet gasp of his as I slid in knuckle
deep, he was slick from lube already so I finger fucked him for a couple of
minutes as I tongued his throat. I broke the kiss and still fingering him
sat back and watched the play of emotions cross his cute oval face, the
emerald green eyes glittering as his lust rose.

	Gently I withdrew my finger and licked it, he had used the lemon
flavoured lube I preferred and I knew his tube would be somewhere in his
backpack, mine was in the glove compartment of the car. He chuckled as I
licked my finger and then seductively ran his tongue over his red lips.

	"Buckle up," I said and drove off as he did so.

	I drove carefully, my left hand caressing his body whenever it was
safe to do so, the car windows were legally tinted and it was enough to
avoid the casual glance of any passers-by or other vehicles. He sat back in
his seat, he'd been here before and at one point held my hand on his
cocklet, needing a firmer rub for his pleasure.

	I drove into the pub car park and parked under the shade of a tree,
it was a hot day and I did not want to come back to an overheated car.

	"Got you a present," I said and handed him the plastic bag from
behind my seat.

	He pulled out the blue jersey shorts with the matching waistcoat
and studied them.

	"Okay?" I asked.

	"Nice," he smiled, "the material is so soft."

	"Put them on," I told him.

	The shorts were a tight fit across his waist and groin,
accentuating his boyhood, and clung to his legs, the edge of the shorts
ending high up on his thighs, the waistline hung three inches below his
cute inny belly button. The waistcoat more like a bolero top, clung to his
body, it was open all the way down the front and ended three inches above
his belly button. He looked fantastic and very fuckable, the dark blue of
the outfit complementing his black hair. I whistled my appreciation.

	He played with the vanity mirror trying to get a good view,
eventually he nodded, "Looks cool," he decided.

	"Looks hot to me," I laughed, "very hot," and he laughed too.

	"There's sandals," I added, he looked dubious at that and then
pulled out the bag containing the dark blue leather sandals with the
trainer type soles.

	He put them on, I could not see his feet clearly but watched him as
he studied the effect.

	"Well?" I asked.

	"Not cool," he said, "sandals are a bit girly but they look
okay. I'll give them a try and it is hot so they will keep my feet cool if
nothing else."

	I kissed him gently on the lips, "Thanks," I said.

	We got out of the car, in the sun he looked fantastic, the top
moving with him, exposing his nipples now and again, the material clinging
to him in all the right places. We walked into the pub and up to the
counter. Mike the landlord was standing behind the bar, the pub was busy it
being a hot day.

	"Hi Mike," I smiled a welcome.

	"Hi Ace," he grinned, "the usual?"

	"No," I said, "make it a sparkling water with lime, I'm driving, we
just want a drink and a bite to eat."

	"We?" he queried.

	I indicated Jet standing slightly behind me, he wasn't used to
pubs, his parents usually took their family to burger type places. Mike
looked and nodded, he asked no questions and I offered no explanations.

	"What do you want to drink Jet?" I asked.

	Jet looked over the counter and spied an raspberry and cranberry
concoction, "One of those with ice please and a straw, I like those,
'specially when its hot," he replied.

	We chose our sandwiches from the display case, I knew they were
fresh today, Mike had made his reputation with good food and I added in
some crisps which I knew Jet would like.

	"Can I book a table for dinner tonight?" I asked as I paid the
bill.

	"What time?" asked Mike, "with this hot weather we could be very
busy."

	"Seven," I suggested, "one of the tables in the alcoves up in the
balcony," I requested.

	"Should be okay," he smiled, "Mary's made a turkey and ham pie,
bound to sell out."

	"Sounds good to me," I grinned.

	I carried the tray with our food and drinks into the beer garden,
Jet following me closely. I scanned the garden and found the gang at the
end of the terrace where the trees gave extra shade from the sun. Quickly
we made our way to the table, the guys saw me and waved and made room from
Jet and me to sit down. Jet sat down carefully close to me, nervous and
timid. The guys smiled at him trying to put him at ease.

	I placed our tray on a space on the table and introduced Jet to my
friends.

	"Dean, Ashley, Greg, Sam, Dom, this is Jet," I grinned broadly and
proudly, I could already see the admiring looks and the jealousy.

	"Hi Jet," they almost spoke as one.

	I put my arm across his shoulders and cuddled him next to me, "Go
on," I encouraged him, "say Hi,"

	Nervous and hesitant he half smiled and whispered, "Hello."

	I bent down and kissed him pushing my tongue against his lips, for
a moment there was resistance and then they parted and we exchanged tongues
for a few seconds.

	"Wow," sighed Dean, "he's even more gorgeous than you described."

	I grinned delighted, "Isn't he," and I tugged at his top, pulling
it down off his back, he gave me a worried glance, "Its okay," I whispered,
"they just want to see."

	"Oh," he said in a low voice looking round.

	"Don't worry," I told him, "no one will see, my mates will make
sure of that."

	I felt his tension go and then he relaxed. The top slid of his back
and I folded it over the back of the bench, the guys gathered closer, they
had chosen the most secluded spot. Jet half smiled at the admiring glances
he was receiving and twitched a little when I circled his nipples to make
them stand out. Carefully I undid the buttons to the shorts, teasing the
material back, Jet was nervously biting his bottom lip at this but as I
tugged at the shorts he lifted first one leg then the other so I could
slide them off and down his thin legs, slipping of his sandals at the same
time so he was naked.

	Jet sat trembling a bit and I cuddled him, feeling him relax
against me, the guys just watched saying nothing and doing nothing to
attract attention. Jet felt more confident and I kissed him again, delving
deep into his mouth and stroking his little worm of a dicklet, feeling it
finally respond and stiffen.

	"That's a good boy," I whispered throatily and was rewarded by a
half smile and a proud look in his eyes.

	All eyes now were on his thin cocklet, the pink cock slit peeking
through the pale pink wrinkled foreskin, watching as I stroked him
tenderly, the wrinkles skin smoothing out as he stiffened to full boyhood
erection.

	"Come for me?" I whispered, "let my mates see how a cute boy looks
when he sees stars.

	Jet licked his lips nervously and looked at the hopeful faces
watching him, he looked up at me and I saw the hesitant lust in his
eyes. He nodded his 'yes' and I kissed him again, working his lips as I
caressed his swollen boyhood, feeling him begin to respond, the gentle
upward thrusts of his body as he sought to accentuate the sensations I was
giving him. His breaths began to get shorter as his passion rose, the
earlier work on his pussy in the car had started this and he wanted to
finish it and finish it well.

	Faster and faster I wanked him, squeezing his cockhead, caressing
the translucent marble sized baby boy balls, now his pink glans was
completely exposed, the sight producing suppressed gasps of delight from my
adoring gang. Jet was writhing now and wriggling, he moaned throatily
almost purring now as his orgasm approached. His nipples stood proud and
erect and glowed pink, his lips were now crimson in colour from the
constant kissing and biting and his tiny balls were tight against his body,
the spare skin gone into his thin cock length. I rubbed delicately faster,
using a spit slicked finger across his cockhead and cockslit, twisting his
glans round in my nimble digits; then he grunted and tensed, I heard his
indrawn breath of delight followed by the joint gasp from my mates and then
he spasmed, his cock jerking, the sweet little slit pulsing, pulsing, the
tubes seeking the missing boy liquids that were still years away as he
thrust his cocklet into the air, shaking with his dry cum.

	I held him tight, kissing him as he clamed down, "That was
beautiful," I told him, "so beautiful, you did it so well, none of my mates
have got such a wonderful loving boyfriend like I have, they're all
jealous," I whispered in his ear and caught the look of adoration in his
eyes. I knew he was good for several dry cums yet but that could wait for
me alone and I savoured the arousing thought.

	My mates were all goggle eyed and smiling broadly, whispered
comments on how beautiful, magnificent, amazing Jet had looked when he came
were handed out generously and Jet, now calmed from his climax, accepted
their admiration giving me proud looks of devotion..

	"Can you sit up on the bench," I told him and he gave me an
enquiring look, "they want to see your boy pussy," I told him and he bit
his lip again, "show them please," I insisted.

	Jet carefully sat up on the top of the bench seat and spread his
legs, I supported his back so he could lean back, once he was in a good
position I told him to open his pussy with his hands and my mates had a
close up view of the dark pink inner recess my cock would be fucking later
on. My mates were obviously envious of the boy's delights, none of them had
a boyfriend so young and so anxious to please. His pussy gleamed in the
reflected light of the sun, the lube he had rubbed in was still
shimmering. I licked my finger and again slipped it inside him, his
whispered grunt of pleasure produced an equal reaction from our
audience. Eyes were locked on his pulsing boycunt as I slowly fingered him
for a couple of minutes, feeling his heat as his cock again stiffened and I
knew he was more than ready for more.

	I eased Jet back down on the bench beside me and pressed him close
to my side. I held his arm in my hand and guided it to the fly of my
shorts, my bulge pulsed several times and a dark patch was appearing at the
tip of my hidden cock. He looked up at me and I nodded gently. Slowly he
undid my shorts, my cock bouncing into the air anxious to be free and to
find a place to unload my seed, without being asked his tiny hand grasped
my leaking cock head and gently my foreskin was teased back, the cock slit
coming into full view as a dollop of pre-cum trickled out spreading across
my purple glans, Jet helping to spread it further with his small fingers.

	"Shirt," I whispered and he knelt up on the bench to reach and
unbutton my shirt, pressing his naked body up against mine and managing to
suck on my nipples as he pulled the shirt of my back.

	I did not need to tell him to remove my shorts, he knew it was my
turn to get naked and deftly he dragged them down and off, my trainers
falling of as the shorts were slipped over them. He sat back up beside me
and again his hand began to caress my cockhead, the movements growing so
his hand was working up and down my thick girthed nine-inch fucker, the
foreskin now easily being pulled down below my helmet ridge. He looked up
at me and I slid the tip of my tongue through my lips, he got the message
and bent down his cute red lips opening wide, covering the pearly white
teeth as he suckled me and then began to bob up and down.

	I smiled at my mates, I was still regularly fucking and sucking
them and they knew the delights of my man rod, I enjoyed the looks, the
plays of lust and emotion that played over their faces, relishing in the
envy and smiling more at the furtive hand movements as they caressed
themselves and each other.

	I thrust up gently into Jet's mouth, my senses were already
overloaded with thoughts of the plans for Jet's first sleepover, plus the
erotic beginning in the car and the wank session in the beer garden, we
both knew I was close, very close. Jet sucked harder, tightening his lips
just under my ridge, flicking his tongue tip across my cock slit. I groaned
throatily, a noise they all knew and they watched as Jet's cheeks ballooned
as my cum burst into his mouth, for a moment he held it there, his tongue
and lips working though my ejaculation and then as the shots subsided he
began to swallow, the guys watching the movement of his throat as my sperm
slid down inside him.

	I sighed and relaxed stroking his silk black hair as he nursed on
my still cum leaking cock, cleaning me up. When he was finished he
straddled my lap rubbing his stiff cocklet up against my deflating tube,
his chest against mine as we kissed, I savouring the taste of my cum on his
lips and in his mouth, I slid my hand down his satin smooth back and cupped
his taut boy bun, tickling his hole before sliding my finger back inside
him, he was even hotter and I had to hold back from fucking him there and
then, I could see my mates wanting me to do it, but I wanted to leave
something for their vivid imaginations to work on later on.

	I removed my finger and wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him
tight so he yelped with childish delight. I let him loose and he sat down
beside me, now oblivious to his nudity he gladly sipped his drink and
munched on his sandwich and crisps as we relaxed in the shade, obscured
from the other tables we talked quietly about Jet's orgasm, his cocklet,
his body, his sweet pussy. I knew they were also remembering some our
special times, and I caught Ashley's eye and he blushed deep red.

I'd met him when he was eleven, a shy nervous boy almost scared of his own
shadow. He'd cried throughout his deflowerment, tears of joy, some of pain
and of course sensual delight. I could see him still lying back in my bed
hidden deep inside the covers, a delightful slim fair haired boy totally
lacking in confidence and awed by the sensation of his first unassisted dry
cum when I fucked him for the first time, getting him into my bed proved
easy, it was accepting the other aspects of our loving relationship that
took time. It had taken me several days of cajoling to get him to be seen
out with me, let alone take of his clothes in the woods, or by the river
but soon he gained confidence proud of the delights of his own body,
finally happily laughing and smiling as we fucked wherever but preferably
behind a closed, locked door. He would never have had the confidence to do
what Jet had done in the beer garden but he respected Jet all the more for
it. At eighteen he was the youngest of my gang, currently he was living
with Dean who was now nineteen, they made a loving couple, and we enjoyed
happy times in their little flat, sometimes with others of the gang and
mostly with all of my other playmates.

Jet had finished his food and most of his drink, I whispered in his ear
what I wanted him to do and he grinned. I slid his shorts back on buttoning
only the bottom two buttons, leaving most of his package exposed. Jet now
began to work around the lads, sitting on their laps, letting them have
five minutes of kissing him and feeling him up, each of them enjoyed the
pure silken joy of his body and his stiff boyhood. At the last he would
straddle their laps facing them, grinding his groin against their stiff
cocks, wrapping his arms around their neck whilst he kissed them, their
hands busy stroking his pulsing cocklet. Generously he moved from one to
the other allowing them to share his beauty for those brief minutes.

It was when he was grinding Dean's lap that the youth flushed deep red and
panted and Jet looked down to where he could see the dark damp spreading
spot. He looked back at the blushing youth and kissed him gently on the
nose whilst at the same time he slipped his hand inside Dean's fly and then
waved the slimy cum covered fingers in the air before slowly licking Dean's
cum off them. Dean groaned at the sight whilst we all smiled and giggled,
hastily he handed Jet on to the last remaining lap, Ashley's.

My shy timid Ashley, the scared boy confidently held Jet on his lap, his
fly open, the tip of his now six and a half-inch cock showing proud of his
lap. Jet grinned and straddled his lap, immediately grinding his cocklet
against the teenagers tube. Ashley groaned and both boys hands sought each
others cocks and began to rub them as they kissed. The other crowded around
to make sure the duo could not be observed by any prying eyes.

"Come on Ash," murmured Dean, "you've gotta cum to, like me."

Ashley and Jet swapped hands and the teenager began to stroke his own but
he was finding it difficult with Jet up against him, "I'm trying Dee," he
whispered, "but its awkward."

I took charge, "Jet slip your shorts down further, I don't want spunk on
them, now both of you let go of your cocks," the boys did so, "now Jet you
put your arms around Ash's neck and kiss him whilst you rub up against him,
Ash you hold jet tight round his waist and Dean," the youth looked up at
me, "you slip your hand between them and wank Ash, but remember no spunk on
those new shorts."

The trio took their places and I and the gang watched as the scene played
out. Ashley and Jet ground up against each other, panting and kissing as
Dean quickly stroked his boyfriends cock, rubbing the tip against both the
boys body's. In minutes Ashley squeezed Jet hard against him and grunted
and I saw some strands of his cum shoot off to one side, luckily it was on
Dean's side so no one saw the stray strands. Ashley grunted and sank his
head on Jet's shoulder and then he looked desperately up at him.

"You will eat mine too won't you;" he whispered pleading.

Jet giggled and his hand felt for Ashley's cock and sperm, again a sperm
coated set of fingers appeared and were sexily sucked and licked clean,
Dean and Ashley kissed as they knew their sperms were now joined in Jet's
stomach and they were now part of him. Jet moved back now and we all saw
his young skin dotted with Ashley's pearly essence, the translucent strands
shimmering in the sun.

Ashley held Jet on the edge of his lap whilst Dean licked and cleaned him
up, then they all kissed together sharing the spermy tongue of the older
teen.

"That was incredible," sighed my timid boy of old, a sated confident
teenager of now.

It was time to fuck Jet now, I dressed and helped him put his clothes on
and we took our tray back to the pub, so we could use the facilities to
freshen up before heading off. We said goodbye to Mike adding we would see
him later and returned to the beer garden to say goodbye, the others were
splitting off going their separate ways too.

We found a young teenager sitting on Ashley's lap, I recognised Simon one
of my youthful playmates, the fourteen-year-old looked cute in his
oversized long bat-winged shirt and long shorts. I could see Ashley's hand
was busy inside the shorts and the boy was wriggling on Ashley's lap. I
smiled at Simon, I had met him when he was twelve, I was not his first but
I was his best and he beamed when he saw me.

"Ace," he cried holding out his arms to me.

I bent forward and kissed him recalling that first time, he'd come to be
fucked and stayed four days, I even had to wash and re wash his school
clothes, I never knew how he got his mother to agree he could stay that
long but it was a magical four days and my smile broadened at the
memories. I knew he was having a three way 'thing' with Dean and Ashley and
that they would probably replay the scene back in their flat.

As I kissed him, I felt his passion and lust and I'm sure Ashley felt
Simon's cock increase in size as it responded to my kiss.

"Jet this is another special friend of mine, Simon," I said bringing Jet
forward so Simon could see him.

"Wow so this is Jet," Simon's smile brightened, "he's much cuter than you
said Dee," he added.

"Jet let Simon see you," I whispered bending down my head to his ear.

Jet unbuttoned his shorts and held open the flaps so Simon could see his
still hard three-inch cocklet jutting out proud.

"What a beautiful cock," Simon grinned, "such a beautiful colour, that's
the prettiest pink tip I've seen," and he looked at Jet, "can I touch it?"

Jet proudly and eagerly stepped closer allowing the teen to fondle him.

"So soft and warm and such a smooth satiny feel to your tube," sighed
Simon, he moved his hand further down, "oh what cute tiny baby boy balls,"
Simon whispered ecstatically and his hand moved further down.

I had my hand on Jet's shoulder and felt him shiver as Simon gently probed
his boy pussy.

"Oh this is such a nice hot boy pussy and already lubed up for a good
fucking," sighed Simon, he pulled his finger out and held it to his nose,
"lemon," he grinned, "Ace's favourite and mine too," he laughed and then he
leaned close and kissed Jet. "you are so lucky to have ace as your
boyfriend," he whispered to the boy, "he's the best fuck ever."

"I know," sighed Jet, "when his cock shoots his spunk into me it makes me
feel soo goood, even if I've not had a cum that feeling when his stuff
touches my pussy is awesome and the taste of his spunk is the best thing
ever."

The two boys kissed and I felt that wonderful appreciated feeling warm me
all over but my cock reminded me it wanted to loose a couple of heavy loads
from my now overfilled balls.

"Time to go," I said and Jet buttoned up.

"Where are you off too?" asked Simon and I heard and saw the hope in his
voice and eyes.

"Just down by the river," I said.

Simon smiled he knew exactly where I was taking Jet he'd been there with me
many times, then he twitched and turned to Ashley, "Hey careful with the
pubes Ash, that hurt."

Jet went around and kissed everyone, chastely now as the group was breaking
up.

"Lets get back to the flat," said Ashley.

"No way," insisted Simon, "its too hot to fuck indoors, were heading for
the park for our fun."

"Okay," sighed Ashley and the three teens walked off.

The others also went their separate ways and Jet and I headed for the tow
path by the river. Jet stayed close to me holding my hand, the river came
up right to the bank by the pub where mooring rings were set on the side of
the path for boats to tie up so we were high off the water. Soon however
the bank returned to normal and as his confidence returned he let go and
started to skip around and explore.

I was heading for a special spot that was well hidden but would let us lie
quite close to the water's edge, now he was comfortable I called him over
and slid his top off and turned down the waist of his shorts so that they
grew even shorter. Now the edge of his balls and cock could be seen and at
the back half of his buns could be seen, he bounced and wormed his way
along, waving sometimes at the passing boats.

We stepped of the tow path now and I removed his shorts and stripped down
myself, naked apart from our footwear we walked through the leafy grasses
mostly hidden from view. A short way along we turned the bend and I pulled
up a leafy overhanging branch that hung out and dipped at the end into the
rippling water. It revealed a small grassy patch, one with a nice incline
and just right for fucking in.

I stepped down inside and Jet followed me, I released the branch and we
were now in our own green haven. I knelt down and pulled Jet towards me, we
kissed heavily, tongues licking at each other we were tense and excited
with anticipation. I took the tube of lube from my shorts pocket whist Jet
slipped off his sandals and he squatted slightly so I could relube him up.

"Do you want to suck me or shall I lube my cock?" I asked him.

"I'll suck," he replied.

I eased of my sandals whilst he hungrily licked and licked and suckled my
cock dribbling his saliva all along it. Now we were ready and we
smiled. Jet lay on his back, I knew the incline was just right for making
sure I hit his nub and I knelt between his open legs. I gazed at the
beautiful boy lying before me, the white pink flesh, bare of all hair, the
darker pink of the slightly puckered skin around his nipples, the teats now
stood proud and waiting for my fingers, lips, tongue, teeth and skin to
caress and gorge on. I looked down the hairless chest and tummy, noticing
the anticipating tremble of his tummy muscles, the beautiful pink skin so
soft and satin like, his aroma floated up towards me, slightly salty after
playing along the path plus the faint scent of the combined flowery perfume
that his mother washed his clothes in and the sweet perfume that was his
and his alone. The gorgeous now three and half inches of his cocklet rose
proud, as though seeking me, wanting me, the bright pink of his glans half
exposed already indicating how intense his passion was and underneath the,
'oh so cute,' tiny pigeon egg sized boy balls, the translucent skin glowing
in the sunshine and making the thin darker blue coloured veins stand out,
accentuating the steely strength of his boy cocklet.

I placed my hands under his buttocks and raised his pussy to my eager eye,
the puckered darker pink of his pussy lips glistening from the application
of the lube, the opening pulsing, pulsing as it waited to be filled, his
aroma now was more intense more musky mixed with the lemony flavour of the
lube. I eased his pussy lips open a little, the darker pink of his love
sheath glistening, he sighed and wriggled and I caught the wanton look deep
in his eyes. Tenderly I kissed his pussy skin, making him writhe with joy
as I licked and sucked and slid my tongue inside him, feeling him hold my
head now pushing me even deeper into his hole. Slowly I flicked my tongue
in and out of his haven, feeling him push his boy pussy up against me, he
trembled and quivered and I knew he was so close, so on the edge.

I lowered him back on the grass, watching his legs open wide, his cocklet
throbbing freely in the air, his look was intense and he held my arms, he
did not say, he did not ask but his whole body pleaded with me. I leaned
forward my cock leading the way it knew so well, we both sighed as my cock
made contact with his puckered skin, the sensation running like an electric
shock along our over excited nerves. Now was the time, now it was right,
gradually I lowered myself down on his slight frame.



To be continued.....



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