Date: Sun, 02 Nov 2003 13:48:07 +1100
From: Alan <arid48@hotmail.com>
Subject: Australian Bush Story - Chapter 2

Warning, warning.

This story is about the most pure form of love there is, that is the love
between a boy and a man. As love often starts with sex, it also contains
that as well. But love and sex between a boy and a man is beautiful, and
very intense. The most pure form of love there is. However it's also illegal
in some places. So as your mother will tell you, if you play with it for too
long you'll go blind, and if sex between boys and men is illegal in your
place, don't read on. As for those of you that want to know about this most
beautiful form of love there is, sit back, relax and enjoy this tale. It's
my first attempt at story writing, and has not been proof read, so enjoy the
story, and don't pick the grammar to pieces. 

Your constructive comments are welcome. If you don't like it, I don't want
to hear about it. The story isn't true, but Roger does exist, but never like
this. Mark the subject so I know it's not junk mail.

Alan         arid48@hotmail.com


Chapter 2

The shop door opens, out walks Roger also with an ice cream. "Can I join
you?" he asks! 

"Sure" I reply. My luck had just changed. Roger sits himself on the grass
facing me, legs crossed. It's almost too much, this can't be happening. My
eyes are glued to his crutch. I swear he's got no undies on. I can see
almost up his pants leg. He's talking, but I can't hear. If I lean over a
bit I might be able to see further up his pants leg. Yes I can. I can see
one of his balls, He doesn't have undies on.

My cock starts to swell. Roger moves, I nearly scream out NO, as I don't
want to lose my view. Then I realise his leg has moved in my favor, I can
see more, in fact I can see some of his cock. My eyes are fixed. The world
could stop and I wouldn't notice. The view was stunning. My organ is now out
of control and I have a full erection. I look up at Roger's face, he's
staring at my crutch, at my hard on. That really surprises me, I only just
catch on that maybe he wants me to see his organ, but it's not hard at all.
Just beautiful and slack.

He moves again, and he pushes his dick all the way over to the side where
I'm looking. To give me a full view. I'm shaking more and more. This is
insane, I'm about to die from this. I keep hoping that his dick will start
to swell to give me a final sign, but nothing! We continue to just stare at
each others organs, sitting on the lawn. Roger leans back, spreading his
legs further apart, this has the effect of increasing the light down his
pants leg, and I can see his entire crutch in full view. His pants offering
no privacy at all. Not that they ever were, if you knew he had no undies on
and the light was right you could see it all anyhow. How could he be dressed
like that serving in a shop, in front of his mother? 

It didn't matter to me at this time, my throat was dry, and I was shaking.
My cock was in full control, except I didn't have any sign from Roger that I
could proceed. He had very light blonde pubes. So he was a true blonde, a
red blooded blonde I hoped. If anything was to happen I had to make sure
Roger had a full view of my erection, he was looking very intense before,
but since he had leant back I was afraid that he could see it all. So I
turned around pointing my pelvis straight at him. This had the effect of
showing him my full erection, but also made it clearer if anyone was to walk
past that I had a hard on as well. Oh well, we were goners if anyone did
come past.

Roger appreciated the better view, he sighed out loud. That was nearly
enough for me to start. But I was still waiting for a better sign. Many
times before I had read a friend wrong, and nearly gotten myself into
trouble and didn't want to repeat that! I moved closer to his cock, nearly
had my head in his crutch. His dick moved, my heart missed a beat. But still
no swelling. I was going insane.

Roger leans over, to my ear "Simon, are we just going to sit here and wish
we were doing something about this and get sore balls each, or are we
actually going to go and do it?" he asks.

I look up at his face, he has an excited look, I think? "Sure, why not?" I
reply, "But where can we go?"

"I've a cubby out back, no one ever comes out there. Will that do?" he asks.

I nod, as there are no words I could say. Is he for real? Roger stands, now
that I know he's got no undies on I can see right through his footy shorts,
sure is beautiful. Still no hard on. Mores the pity for me. I'm standing
erect for the whole world to see. Oh well, I've got to follow. So up I
stand, nobody is around except for Roger, he turns and walks towards the
rear of the shop. I quickly follow. Don't want to be caught.

Around the back I can see the cubby to which he's heading. It's quite big,
more like a room than a cubby. It's quite away from the shop, and certainly
private enough. Roger walks towards to door which is to the side and hidden
from view. He opens the door, turns to smile at me making sure I'm right
there, walks in and in one movement pulls down his pants and throws them to
one side. His back to me. He also slides off his tank top. Walks up to an
open window looking out over a bushy valley and looks out the window with
his back to me, and hands on the frame totally naked. 

I enter the cubby, shut the door. Stand there and stare at his arse. It's so
perfect, a 100% tan, no swimmers mark, nothing. I walk towards him, it feels
as if I'm in a slow motion movie, or a dream where you never get to where
you're trying to go. I feel my pants fall to the ground, I couldn't feel
myself doing this but I was. I pull off my shirt. I walk up to Roger and put
my hands on his hips, can this be real? I gently rub his hips. My cock some
millimeters from his arse. I move in until my dick touches the top of his
bum. He groans, I slide my hands around his hips, very slowly, then down a
touch, around a bit further, just touching a few hairs, getting close now,
I'm pushing my dick harder into his back. It feels nice. Both my hands slide
and touch the base of his cock, it's hard now. 

I slide then to encompass his organ, and gently caress its full length. It's
sure hard, slender and long. One hand slides to his balls, nice and firm,
almost no hair. His hands reach round his back, finding their way to my
cock. I move back a touch to give him room, I want him to have my penis, I
was ready. His touch on it was perfect, so gentle. He starts to stroke it. I
feel very warm. Slowly he turns, we're facing each other looking straight
into each others eyes. 

No contact other than our hands on each others hips. Roger asks "Where have
you been for the last six years?"

I laugh a bit, there is no answer. We move closer, our dicks gently touch
for the first time. A shock wave big enough to be felt in Sydney occurs
through my whole body. My hands slide down around his firm young buttocks,
and I pull him in tighter, his buttocks feel smooth and good under my
shaking hands. Our two hot cocks are pressed hard up against each other. His
hands are also on my bum. I look him in the eyes, he really is something,
his hair was yellow blonde in this light, bright blue eyes, brown tanned
skin, smooth as silk. Yes, he was everything I could have dreamt for, and
here we were, cock to cock, both looking deep into the others eyes. I could
see pleasure in his face, as he could in mine.

I start to rub my body across his, just a bit. The feeling was great, Roger
closes his eyes, he felt exactly what I did, and it was superb. I didn't
want this to stop. It was right, we both wanted it, and we were enjoying it,
and each other.

Roger whispers "Does this have to stop?"

"No, never".

His warmth was good, his smell, terrible, but good. Typical 16 year old I
think. He opens his eyes as if he heard me, quite stunned, eyes wide open.

I ask "What's up?"

"Nothing, just wanted to make sure you were still here."

"I'm not going anywhere".

"This is nice" he mumbles, rocking against me. It was nice, bloody nice.

I really want to kiss him, but is this going too far? I know with some young
guys, they can enjoy the sex, the lust, but do anything that hints their
gay, no way, turn off. So I'm very cautious. I look at him, as if I'm about
to kiss him, he looks back, deep into my eyes, I move my lips, and wait for
his invitation. He tilts his head, ever so slightly. This is it, I lean
towards him, ever so slowly, if he doesn't want to he'll turn away. He
doesn't, my lips are millimeters away from his, I'm looking him straight in
the eyes. I pluck my lips, just a bit, he responds and we kiss. Not your
every day kiss, this is with passion that I've never felt before. His tongue
slides down my throat. I can't get enough, I want more. Roger pulls away, I
resist, is that all? I ask myself. 

He looks down at our two organs, and I know it's not. I again rock against
his cock, he's looking me straight in the eyes. He is beautiful, his blonde
hair looking slightly more ruffled than before. I'm not sure what to do
next, I don't want this to finish and I certainly don't want to scare him
away. I terrified of doing this.

Roger looks at our two organs, I can see the top of his head, he has a
beautiful head top. He wants to inspect me, as yet he hasn't seen my organ,
really. I move back, always willing to show off my large organ. It was quite
a sight, my meat, next to his beautifully shaped cock, much smaller than
mine, but very nice. He reaches out and gently grabs me, I do the same to
him. I slide my fingers up and down his shaft, he does the same to me. The
feeling is electric, his hands are so soft, but firm, just right. I think
I'm holding him too tight, so I loosen my grip somewhat, he smiles at me,
and looks down again. He wants to see what's going on down there.

My other hand is on his bum, very smooth and firm, curling it round, it
feels nearly as good as his cock in my other hand. I love young arse, it
feels so nice, so smooth. I start to feel my orgasm coming, it's too soon,
but Roger has me worked right up there, and there's no hope. 

"Roger, unless we slow down I'm going to cum very soon" I warn him.

"So will I" is the answer "Lets cum together". His beat increases, as does
mine to match, he's working real hard on my organ, God it's not going to be
long. My knees are trembling, I look at his face, he's still looking down,
my hand leaves his arse, I touch him on the chin and lift his face up, I'm
about to come, and I think he's very close, the look in his eyes tells me
he's not far off. Only moments to go. I gently kiss him on the lips, our
tongues thrust into each others mouths, I shot my load, he does the same, I
can feel it hitting my groin, quite a lot. It's warm, and very slippery, my
fingers are sliding very easily now up and down his organ. I take my hand
off his cock, and place both of them on his buttocks, he does the same, we
pull our groins together, and rub our bodies together. I'm still cuming, and
I hope Roger is too. His tongue was still firm, so I guessed he was.

We hugged for ages, I kept smelling him, it was faint, sort of sweet. Nice
really. His head was on my shoulders, mine over his, we were still rocking
against each other. His cock was a firm as always, mine had subsided
somewhat. But it still felt great. 

"That wasn't too bad was it?" I asked.

"Totally sick" was the reply. I smiled, the slang they use today, so I was
pleased. His penis still so firm. Did he want more?

"Will you cum again?".

"Yes, if we keep this up I will. Wont you?"

"Most probably not" I didn't want to tell him I had nearly pulled my organ
off my body last night and again this morning thinking of him. We kept
rocking, Roger was working up to it again, this pleased me, so I went along
for the ride. Having him cum against me like this would be nearly as good as
cuming myself. His breathing rate was picking it, he's getting closer I
thought. He started to really trust himself into it, and going for it. By
now he had quite a pant, my hands were still gripping his tight buttocks,
they were very slimy with his cum, he had mine in his hands as well. There
was plenty of cum between our bodies, and our organs were sliding across
each other very nicely. My dick was almost fully hard by now, it was just
too much to not enjoy.

He started to groan, "Roger, enjoy this orgasm" I said.

"I am" and with that I felt his explosion of hot fluid shot against me, up
towards my tummy. I was in heaven. His grip had increased, he was getting
ready to shot again, and this brought me undone. My cock now fully erect,
shot also, but almost so little that I was sure Roger wouldn't have felt it.


"You just came, did you?" he giggled.

"Yes" was all I could say, my knees trembling.

"Sick"

He looked me in the eyes and we kissed again. I was still cuming as was
Roger I was sure. Just oozing out slowly. We just continued rocking against
each other, the grips on our buttocks never releasing. 

He liked the idea that he made me cum again, there was a lot of hope here
with him. Pleasing me brought him pleasure. We stood there still for many
more moments. It was truly heaven. 

"You're great" I say, still shaking and very nervous.

"You're not bad yourself" he replies.

Standing there, we lean back and face each other head to head. His beauty is
overbearing. 

"Simon, I still want more, I want you to teach me everything about sex."

"What makes you so sure I know all that much?" I ask.

"This was really my first time, other than this and a bit of mucking around
in scouts all I've done is wank myself. I think you've had more education
than that, even if you haven't practiced it"

"I know a thing or two. But lets take it step by step" as I wanted so badly
to have repeated sex with this boy.

"I'm ready for more now. I can cum up to four or five times in a row. How
many can you do?"

"Four or five, what straight after each other or within the same day?"

"Is that unusual? I mean in the same session. If I were to wank now I would
cum again."

I'm still rubbing his dick, it's still a major erection, and I knew he
wasn't joking. He was ready for more. "Roger, in my experience that's a
little unusual."

"Thought you could only cum once?" he asked.

"I though I could too, but I am sure glad I was able to do it again"

"Hopefully you'll get up to at least four times soon" he cheekily said, with
a grin. If I could get to three with him in one day, I wouldn't be able to
walk for a week I was thinking.

We stood there for some time, hugging and kissing each other. Making small
talk, I made Roger promise me we would do this again soon. Roger explained
he wanked himself three times a day at least, and if I wanted to, he would
replace all these with sex with me every day. This was too much to take in,
was it just another false promise? Would he regret what we did tomorrow? I
sure as hell wouldn't.


-0-0-

I hope you liked the story thus far. Chapter 3 will follow shortly. 

Constructive comments are welcome. If you don't like it I don't want to hear
about it. arid48@hotmail.com. Please mark the subject so I can tell it's not
junk mail.

Alan