Date: Mon, 21 Nov 2005 21:41:55 -0800
From: adam1984@hushmail.com
Subject: Adam's Awakening - Part 3

DISCLAIMER

Adam's Awakening is a story about a young boy's
discovery of his sexuality. It contains graphic
scenes of sex between an underage boy and an
adult male.

If it is illegal to read such material where you live,
or if you find the topic nauseates you then please
leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes
memories for you, please let me know. There are
more stories to follow if you want.

The story so far

As an 11 year old boy, I met a neighbour in the
swimming pool in our apartment complex. I went
back to his apartment with him and he
masturbated me to my first dry orgasm. After
doing this several times over some weeks, he
gave me my first blow job, and I him.

Continuing ...

For my twelfth birthday, Daniel wanted to do
something special. He told me about a week
before my birthday but wouldn't tell me anything
more. All he would say was "Don't arrange to do
anything on the Saturday after your birthday." So
I didn't. All my family celebrations were held the
weekend before my birthday.

At long last that Saturday arrived. Daniel had,
without telling me, asked my mum if he could
take me out for a bushwalk as a treat for my
birthday. As mum had got to know Daniel over the
last several weeks, she was OK with the idea.

So we got in Daniel's car and headed off to the
bush. He wouldn't tell me where we were going
to, just that I'd enjoy it. And, since I hadn't been
on a bushwalk for a long time, I was pretty certain
I would.

After about an hour's driving, we finished up in
the car park for a national park. All the way there,
Daniel had been teasing me by running his hand
up my leg and poking it inside my shorts to play
with my balls or my cock.

Needless to say, I was hard just about the whole
trip! A few times I stuck my cock out through the
leg of my shorts and let him pull my foreskin
back. At one point I thought I was going to have
an orgasm, but I didn't. A lot of the time Daniel
had his cock out in the breeze too. I had been
taking the precum from the tip and sucking it off
my finger.

Although the day was really warm and sunny, the
car park seemed almost deserted. We had each
taken a small backpack with some food and drink
in them so we hoisted them on our backs and
started out. As we walked, Daniel held my hand in
his and it felt so wonderful. I just felt so wanted.

On coming to a small clearing, Daniel stopped,
turned and folded me in his arms. This made me
feel even more special â€" being held by someone
that I had come to love. Our faces moved towards
each other, our lips met and we kissed, deeply. I
could feel his hardon pressing against my stomach
and I know I was as hard as a rock.

Daniel looked around and found a small path
leading further into the bush. It looked like
nobody had been on it for quite a while, so we
turned into it. Eventually we came to an even
smaller clearing. Daniel removed my back pack
and lifted my tee shirt up over my head, exposing
my chest and stomach. Then he did the same to
himself. We pressed our naked flesh together.

I felt myself being turned around so that my back
and shoulders were against Daniel's chest. His
fingers started playing with my nipples, firstly just
gently rubbing them, then tweaking them with his
finger tips. At this I became weak at the knees:
Daniel had taught me to enjoy the sensations of
my nipples being played with.

One hand left my nipple and slowly moved down
my chest, over my stomach to the waist band of
my shorts. I felt my stomach tense, almost
convulsing, at the gentle light touch of his hand.
Then I felt his fingers worming their way into my
shorts, eventually touching the base of my rock
hard cock.

By this point I was leaning back into Daniel, with
him almost holding me upright. As his fingers slid
down my cock I involuntarily sucked in my
breath; the sensation was so strong. Then, as so
many times before, he began moving my foreskin
back and forth, alternately covering and
uncovering my knob, still inside my shorts. I
relaxed into his arms and let the feelings build up
and up, knowing that before long they would
overwhelm me.

Daniel never missed a beat, never changed the
pace of his masturbation of me, nor of his
massage of my nipple. Slowly but surely the
feelings mounted until, with a gasp and a
shudder, my legs almost caved in and I was
wracked with an intense orgasm. I don't know
whether it was my imagination or not but the
orgasms seemed to be gaining in intensity each
time, and they were definitely more intense when
Daniel stood behind me, supporting me and
bringing me off.

When I felt able to move I turned to Daniel, who
was standing with an ear-to-ear grin. He had told
me several times that it was a total turn-on for
him to make me cum. I looked down at his shorts
and, needless to say, he was as hard as a rock.
So, as I'd done several times before, I knelt in
front of him, slowly pulling his shorts and undies
down, uncovering his cock. It had precum
smeared all around the tip as it had oozed
through his foreskin.

Kneeling on the ground, I took it in one hand,
cupping his balls with the other. I bent over and
licked the precum from the tip and slowly eased
his foreskin back to uncover his knob. The inside
of his foreskin was laced with precum, which I
promptly licked off, looking up at him and
grinning.

"You wicked boy," he groaned as I placed my lips
and mouth fully over the end of his cock and,
while sucking on it, started moving his skin back
and forth.

After what seemed to be just a minute he
whispered, "Stop, I'm nearly there." Wondering
why he wanted me to stop before he came, I
looked up at him.

"Stand up," he requested. I stood up, facing
Daniel, who bent his knees a little so that our
cocks were lined up at the same height. Pulling
me towards him, he skinned his foreskin back and
touched the tip of my cock to his. Then he moved
the skin forward so that our two cocks were now
enveloped inside his foreskin.

This was a new sensation and I could feel my cock
pressing on his knob as he began jacking himself.
He couldn't move a great deal as my cock would
have been shoved out of the cavity but he kept
relentlessly masturbating until suddenly he
gasped. I could see his foreskin fill up with his
cum. He kept the end squeezed, trying to hold his
cum in as long as possible but on about the third
squirt, it started to ooze out.

After about six squirts he was done and he
released my cock from inside his foreskin. All his
cum then slowly dripped from our cocks to the
ground under our feet. Kneeling down, he took my
cock in his mouth and sucked his cum from it,
rolling my foreskin back with his tongue and lips,
making sure he didn't miss a drop.

"Mmm, your cum tastes delicious," he said
laughingly.

I laughed back, saying "If only!"

Standing up, he once again enfolded me in his
arms, kissing my lips. I sometimes used to think
that his kisses were almost as good as the
orgasms he gave me.

"Want to try something else new?" he enquired
with a grin.

"Sure," I grinned back.

"Turn around then, and bend over," he
commanded.

Puzzled I turned my back to him, then bent over,
pointing my arse at him. I heard rather than saw
him kneel and felt his hands on the cheeks of my
arse, gently spreading them.

I jumped bodily at the next sensation. I could feel
his nose bury itself in my arse crack. This was a
huge shock to me. I couldn't imagine why he
would want to smell something so dirty. Not that
my arse was dirty at that time, it was just that I
had always associated it with the dirtiest part of
me. Having him smelling me there felt so naughty
and wicked, but immensely exciting as well.

But if I thought that was a shock, the next
sensation almost made me collapse on the
ground. I could feel a wet sensation and realised
that he had stuck his tongue in THERE. Now this
REALLY was nasty and dirty and wicked. Yet, it
gave me the most incredible pleasurable
sensation, feeling his tongue lapping around my
arse hole.

So much so that I started tugging on my cock,
masturbating myself while he licked and probed
and prodded my arse hole with his tongue. Again,
the intensity of my orgasm almost made me faint,
my legs buckling a little.

Daniel caught me, stood me up to face him and
asked, "Did you like that?"

Oh god. How could I reply to that? Again I
became a deaf mute, merely capable of nodding
my head.

"Mmm, good. There are lots of other things we
can do with your arse, baby boy," he replied.

And so we started our bushwalk. We stopped a
couple more times to have a kiss and a play but
we just wanked each other at those times. All the
way home in the car I couldn't stop thinking about
what Daniel had said. What were the other things
we could do with my arse?

I've never forgotten my twelfth birthday!

To be continued.

If you enjoyed reading this or if you have any
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