Angelic and mine

You know, I'm not sure which sort of boy does it better. Those who want a relationship or those who just want to feel the glory of a penis ejaculating its seed into their beautiful bodies. When they want a relationship your happiness is as much as theirs, but those with just sex in mind do it good too.

The first time I had sex with a boy was heaven on Earth, with an angel I'd have no other way. His beautiful body was perfectly sculpted to blend into my desires seamlessly and I remember distinctly having recurring fantasies daily before I finally did it with him. Best day ever.

When I first seen him I just KNEW there was something special about him too. Doing rounds as a paper-boy (which should be paper-man since I was 18 at the time, but whatever), I cycled past his house and he was playing out front. No shirt, red shorts and his ear length blonde hair with a fringe covering over one side. Body was an amazing work of art, I wobbled a bit on the bike as I cycled past. I was completely absorbed in his beauty He was there the next time too, and the time after.

For a few weeks I cycled past, seeing him out the front in various attires but never as naked as I desire him to be. When I'd get home, I'd often find myself fantasising about what he looks like down there, how both his flaccid and erect penis would look on him standing upright and then proceeding to visualise his little asshole where, in almost every fantasy, I put myself in. More than many has it resulted in masturbation, with a strong orgasm approaching soon after.

On note of his naked body, it must be better than I can imagine. In my prior experiences with expectations, I never do imagine things up to the quality they are. I certainly do well at visualising his bare ass form in front of me, penis erect against whilst he lays in front of me, daring me to go straight into him like he has wanted this for years and is desperate to finally feel it. Playing with me.

Today's rounds, I expect the same. As I approach his house though, this time he isn't playing but he's waving at me. Wearing no shirt like always, and this time blue shorts that extend to half way between his region and his knees, he still looks like the angel I desire. Curious as to why, I stop as I get to him.

"Hey mister." He says, with a nice cute voice. Suits him too, his face is cuter than I imagined. He must only be around 10 or 11, which is fun enough.

"Hello young lad." I reply back to him, "how are you today?"

"I'm fine thank you. Can I show you something?"

"If you're quick." He gestures me back to his house, and I dismount my bike and lean it against the mailbox and lock it there. Following him inside the house he leads me further, into a fairly small bedroom decorated for a boy.

His bed is nicely made, laptop atop a desk over at the wall by the window and a cupboard built into the wall. Blue walls, various posters over the place.

It doesn't take him yet a moment to surprise me with the instant removal of his shorts to reveal some plain white underwear distinctly showing a boner underneath them. While I can't see its form, I can certainly see the impression it's making in his underwear. I'm instantly aroused and immediately feel my member rising inside my own clothing.

He grins, seeing my surprise to his short dropping. I smile back at him, unable to hold back my own rather clear intent at the same time.

And a moment later, he's at my knees pulling at my trousers. I worry for a quick moment that someone might see us, and look around quickly.

"We're alone. Mother is out." He says, noticing my slight concern. I relax, and he finally slides down my trousers. By now, I've got a full erection which he can see the outline of. "I thought so."

"Thought what?"

"You're willy is hard like mine."

"Do you know anything about that?"

"No." Time to educate him on sex, practical demonstration included and all expenses paid.

"Well, your willy is called a penis." I say, before he giggles at the word penis. "You can also call it a dick, or a cock."

"Want to see mine?"

"Sure."

And in a flash, his underwear is down at his feet with his 3 inch boner sticking up from his pubic region. Not a hair in sight, balls pulled tight against his member. A perfect sight if I ever could say. He appears quite proud of his erect member, and I've yet to know why.

"You like it?"

"Certainly do, looks good." I tell the boy. It's extremely arousing, and I can only feel my penis getting harder.

"Can I see yours?"

"Why not?" And this time, before he gets to me, I pull my own down and let him stare in awe at my size. Judging from his unbroken gaze I believe this is the first time he's seen a man's dick. My six inches is double of his three inches, but I doubt he'll have trouble taking it in the bum when my demonstration starts.

I remove my shirt, and the begin again.

"Do you know feels nice?"

"Yes" and with a moment he grabs his erection and starts to wank it. An awesome sight but I don't want him to orgasm yet. He grins, seeing my own nod of approval.

"Want to know what else does?"

"What else does?" The boy asks in his beautiful kids voice.

"This." I lower myself to my knees, and then adjust my head so its at his erection a mere inch away.

"What are you doing?" He asks.

"Watch." A moment later, I open my mouth and put it over his member, before closing my lips over its tip and using my tongue to caress the head of his erection. He gasps with surprise but in that same instant I can see his eyes shut and his facial expression change to one of pleasure.

"Ahhh..." He sighs. "Mmmm..."

"Like that huh?" I ask, as I release his penis from my mouth.

"Yes sir" he replies straight off. "Do it again."

"Nah, you do it to me." I tell him. He obeys immediately, and within a moment I feel his moist mouth over my own dick. It feels so good to have this boy, this angel, over my erect member. He repeats what I did to him, and uses his lips to cover the tip while his tongue stimulates it. His work at my tip is extremely pleasuring, and soon I stop him. If I let him carry on I'd have cum on his face. I have a better place for it.

"Do you know what sex is?"

"A man and a woman kissing and hugging." Aw, how cute. Then again everyone thinks that before they know.

"Not quite."

"What is it?"

"When a man puts his penis inside a woman's vagina and has an orgasm."

"Do I have a vagina?" Haha, didn't expect that at all.

"No no noo. Boys don't have them. Only girls do."

"What's an orgasm?"

"Want me to show you? I can also show how two boys can have sex too."

"OK."

"Lie back on the bed with your legs open, I'll be back in a moment." I tell him. I walk out and find the master bedroom. I spot a cabinet and inside I find exactly what I expected, some lube. What good relationship between parents doesn't involve sex?

I head back, and find the boy ready with legs open. His little hole showing at the perfect angle with his balls held tight still to his penis still erect. He has a leg placed on either side of himself, as sideways as he can get them while still on the bed.

"That's good. This might feel strange." I open the lube, apply some to my hand and then use that to lather his boyhole in it. He only manages to gasp before he starts moaning again, clearly not wanting me to stop as I make every attempt to massage his sphincter as I lubricate his anal entry. Once done I apply some to my stiffy too, ensuring its lubricated plenty.

"Are you ready?"

"I am."

"This might hurt, if it does tell me to stop. When it stops hurting, tell me so I can continue."

I position myself, and using my tip I move it up and down against his warm ass until I find where I need. I gently begin to push, and from that alone it's clear that he's enjoying it because echoing around the room are his moans and sighs.

I keep pushing until I feel my tip slip past his resisting ring of muscle. We both let out a moan quite loudly. I'm not there yet though, five more inches to go. I begin pushing more, getting more of me in him, and surprisingly he too pushes back. As it turns out, it's quite easy going to get further in him from here. Merely a moment later I feel him with my balls and realise that I'm as deep as I can go.

"Ready for the fun part?"

"Oh yes" he excitedly exclaims to me. Must be really looking forward to this. I certainly am.

I begin to slide myself back until I feel the resistance of his hole keeping me in, and then I trust forward. The wave I feel from my toes to my head, stemming from my tip, is extremely powerful. I haven't had sex a lot, maybe a few girls before this, but this boy is certainly the best I've ever felt having sex.

He quickly understands, and begins pushing back to meet my thrusts. We moan, gasp and sigh simultaneously in pleasure as we go push into one another. I can only guess the effect that sex is having on him, it must feel so amazing at his age.

With one of my hands holding him at his hip I use the other hand to wank his stiff member. Best decision if I ever had a say because it takes a moment for him to reach orgasm with me in his hole and my motion on his penis.

In an instant I hear his sighs stop for a moment while he says "I need to pee", struggling to resist that feeling that I know he'll enjoy. Once his orgasm starts, powerful grunts and moans emanate from him along with multiple spasms of his penis which I can feel from underneath, triggering my own orgasm. It's clear he's no longer resisting, and sadly he doesn't yet shoot either, but I do hope I can do this again one day.

I feel the surge of electric fire begin and it builds quickly in my balls and travels up my shaft and out in an instant. Each pass results in a spurt of sperm in his ass, which I could assume he feels because his moaning from his orgasm increases at the same time.

Once we've both calmed down we have only our deep breathing to hear. I pull out of him, and a small bit of semen spills out from him and onto the bed sheet. I'm sure he can clean it.

A few moments later, after I've went out, cleaned up and come back in, he finally says something.

"That was awesome."

"It was." I concur. "Want to do it again every week?"

"Sure!" He exclaims, clearly happy about it. How he introduces me to his mother will be his choice, but one way or another weekly sex with this beautiful angel is now part of my rounds.

And that's what happened for the next seven years. He moved away of choice when he reached 17, and wrote back to me regularly. He missed the sex, but I admit once he had gone past 14 I started to find him less sexually attractive. I still had sex with him and it was still just as amazing.

That was the first though. I loved it, he loved it, and he even introduced me to his friends. Eventually, I was having sex every week with four boys of 10, but when they stopped wanting sex when they hit 13, my angel didn't.

It's been a few weeks since I last seen him and I look forward to tomorrow. It's the first time I'll see him in a few years, and I bet he's still pretty cute. I'm 30 now, and he's 24, but he still wants sex so I'll give it to him when he gets here.