Date: 3 May 1999 14:24:58 -0700
From: dctopman@members.gayweb.com
Subject: Barefoot Boy--Chapter 3

			       Barefoot Boy

		    Chapter 3 - Coming in from the Rain

Rumbles of the passing thunderstorm could still be heard off in
the distance. I sat at my table looking out through the patio
door at the remnants of the storm. The rain had been torrential
and continued to fall even now, but much less intensely. Bright
sunshine began breaking through here and there as the clouds continued
to dissipate. It was now early evening. More than two hours had
passed since I last saw Stevie. The small dinner I had quickly
thrown together in anticipation of Stevie's return sat uneaten
on the table. I began to pick at the french fries as I tried to
do some studying.

I was disappointed and concerned when Stevie didn't return. I
couldn't put my finger on it but there was something ominous about
the two boys he had encountered in the storage room. Stevie's
mood had changed dramatically after that meeting. 

I decided to forget dinner and watch some tv. I took the french
fries with me and continued picking at them as I flipped through
the channels. My apartment suddenly felt a little warm and stuffy
so I got up and slid open my patio door to let in some fresh air.

Looking out across the pool area, the rain had finally stopped
and the sun was making one last attempt to shine just before setting
for the day. As I scanned the grassy area, I noticed a small,
boy splashing his way through puddles of standing rain water as
he crossed the yard. It was Stevie and he was soaked to the bone.

"Hey Stevie!" I shouted from my small patio. It was
too late, he had already reached the door of his building and
disappeared. I stared for a second wondering why he would be wandering
around out in the rain. The kid looked like he had been drown.
I was about to turn and go back into my apartment when I saw the
two older boys, I had seen earlier in the storage room, also headed
in the direction of the same door. They were both wet, but not
as wet as Stevie, and they both had cigarettes dangling from their
lips. Unlike Stevie, I had never seen either of these boys before
and remembered that Stevie had said earlier they were from the
apartment complex across the street. 

They opened the same door and disappeared. These guys were much
older than Stevie, probably 17 or 18. They were both pretty muscular
looking and seem to have a streetwise demeanor that was somewhat
intimidating. What the hell was the connection between Stevie
and them? I thought back to Dale's comments earlier. Maybe Stevie
was tied up in something bad after all. 

I walked over to the sofa, took off my shirt, and laid down to
watch some tv. I quickly became engrossed in one of the shows.
There was now a very slight breeze blowing through my opened patio
door and suddenly my lumpy old sofa felt very comfortable. It
wasn't long before I dozed off.

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I awoke abruptly to the sound of my door bell. I sat up quickly
and in a half daze made my way to the door. I had no idea what
time it was. Looking through the peep hole, I realized it was
Stevie. Without hesitating, I opened the door. 

"Hey Mike," Stevie said in almost a whisper. "Can
I come in?"

"Sure, come in" I opened the door wider and Stevie walked
into my apartment.

He was wearing just a pair of cut-off jeans now. For the first
time, I got a glimpse of his long legs. Yes, they were just as
tanned and flawless as the rest of him.

"What time is it?" I asked searching for my watch.

"Its really late. I'm sorry for coming over so late but I
could see your tv was on through your patio door. I thought maybe
you were still awake."

I found my watch and tried to focus on it. Damn, it was almost
2 a.m.

"What's the matter? Couldn't you sleep?" I asked.

Stevie flopped down on my sofa and noticed the tv channel I was
watching was now off the air and the screen was filled with just
static. He reached over and began changing channels but could
find none at this late hour. He gave up and sat back putting his
feet up on my coffee table.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" I asked again.

"I haven't been to bed yet. I'm sorry about not making it
back for dinner."

"Did you eat?" I asked concernedly.

"No, but I ain't that hungry. Its OK."

"So where did you go? Did you have something to do with those
guys we met in the storage room."

"Yeah, I had to do some stuff with them. Can I stay here
tonight?"

"What about your mom? Does she know you're over here?"
I inquired.

"My mom don't care where I am. She never came home from work.
She probably met another guy and went home with him.  I can sleep
out here on the sofa," Stevie offered.

The breeze following the evening storm had completely died down
and now the apartment was once again warm and rather stuffy. I
dare not turn on the air conditioning for fear of the impact the
resultant electric bill would have on my meager budget.

"You can if you like but you're also welcome to sleep in
my bed. Its a king size and its a lot more comfortable in my bedroom.
I've got a ceiling fan in there and its cooler than out here.
Your choice though."

"OK," he said.

I turned off the tv and lights and closed and locked my patio
door and my front door. Stevie waited for me watching my every
move intently. I walked toward my bedroom and Stevie followed
close behind.

"Are you sure this is OK with your mom?"

"Yeah, she don't care," he answered almost annoyingly.

"OK, climb in," I said.

Without any hesitation, Stevie pulled down his shorts and stepped
out of them. He was completely nude as he climbed into my bed
and pulled the light cover up over him.

"You're right, this is a very comfortable bed," he said
innocently as I sat on the edge on my side looking over at him.

"Can I ask you something, Stevie?"

"Sure Mike."

"Do you always sleep in the nude?" I asked smiling.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Just wondered," I said as I began to undue the buttons
of my jean shorts.

Stevie began reaching for his shorts on the floor. "I'll
put them back on," he said.

"No, sleeping in the nude is perfectly OK with me. I do it
all the time," I lied as I now pulled off both my shorts
and underwear.

Stevie watched me climb in and, after a few seconds, dropped his
shorts back to the floor and laid back down. 

Pulling the covers up over me I couldn't help but inhale Stevie's
wonderful young boy aroma again that had been captured beneath
the cover. It was a combination of sweat and a sweet musty smell
that I would grow to absolutely love and even relish.

"Good night, Stevie."

"Good night, Mike"

Stevie turned on his side facing away from me and pulled the cover
up over his shoulder. I just stared up at the ceiling fan marveling
at the day I had just experienced. Earlier, I had decided to go
search for this extraordinarily beautiful young, tanned kid I
had seen some weeks ago. Now, I shared my bed with him and we
were both naked. I could feel my cock hardening. I wanted so badly
to wrap my arms around this kid and pull him close to me. To feel
my hard cock pressed against his silky smooth skin. I knew I wasn't
going to be able to sleep at all. Just being in the same bed with
this boy had my adrenaline flowing like mad.

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I woke up some time later. How long I had slept I wasn't sure
but it was still dark outside and since we had gone to bed at
around 2 a.m., I knew it hadn't been that long. I was still lying
on my back and Stevie was now all wrapped around me. He had somehow
moved all the way over to my side of the bed. Lying on his side
facing me, his leg laid across my stomach and his face was pressed
into the side of my shoulder. One arm was draped over my chest.
His breath was warm against my skin. His cock was hard as a rock
and pressed against my hip. I could see one foot sticking out
from under the cover. It was the foot belonging to the leg across
my belly. 

As I became more and more awake, my cock began to grow steadily
just from all the flesh contact. I honestly didn't know what to
do. I didn't want to wake him but at the same time I just had
to see more of this beautiful kid. I slowly tried to slide out
from under him by placing one foot on the floor and ever so gently
slide sideways. It worked. Stevie never even stirred as I extricated
myself from his tangled limbs.

At last I was standing next to the bed looking down at Stevie.
He was dead asleep. I gently lifted the covers and began to move
them off him. At one point, one of his knees lay atop a bunched
up portion of the cover and I had to very gently pull it free.
He did not wake up. I was now able to completely remove the cover.

God, there he was in all his youthful glory. Completely naked.
His cock had soften a little since losing contact with my hip.
But it was still half hard and drooped across his thigh. I immediately
dropped to my knees and began to explore his body closely. Starting
with the very smooth soles of his absolutely beautiful, brown
bare feet. I never considered that I might have a foot fetish.
But, there was just something about this barefoot boy that was
so incredibly sensual. I moved my eyes up his very smooth, tanned
legs to his ass. Perfectly smooth and round. I wanted so badly
to spread his full cheeks so I could get a glimpse at his young
pussy; but, I dare not touch him for fear I might awaken him.

I walked around to the other side of the bed and climbed onto
the mattress. My cock was as hard as steel and slapped against
my belly as I maneuvered closer to the boy. I decided to lay down
close to him again. That way if he did suddenly wake up it would
appear we had both just moved around while sleeping. 

At that exact moment, Stevie suddenly sat up in bed. 

"I need a drink of water," he said very matter of factly.

"I'll get it. Stay in bed," I said and climbed out of
bed disappointed that my fun might be over for the night.

Padding across the floor to the bathroom, I reached for a cup
and filled it with water from the bathroom sink. I did this all
without cutting a light on in hopes that Stevie might fall back
asleep. I walked back to his side of the bed and handed him the
water. He took it from my hand and began gulping it down.

"Thanks," he said while handing the cup back to me.
"How did I get on this side of the bed," he said almost
laughingly.

"Lets just say you move around quite a bit in your sleep,"
I said smiling back at him.

"What time is it?" he asked.

Looking over at the clock radio on the table next to the bed,
I said, "Its 4:20."

"Shit, I was having the weirdest dream," Stevie said
as he once again turned over on his side and pulled his legs up
into almost a fetal position.

"What was your dream about?"

"I can't remember now but I didn't want it to end whatever
it was."

I said, "I sometimes have sex dreams that I don't want to
end."

"That's what I think mine was about.  Some man was licking
me all over and I naked.  But, I can't remember for sure."

I was stunned. This kid's sub-conscience must have been reading
my mind. 

"Have you ever done anything like that before, Stevie?"

"What?" he asked innocently.

"Had some one lick you or suck you before?"

"No."

I was disappointed. I was hoping there would be some shred of
background I could build on. 

"I've sucked other guys dicks before but nobody has ever
sucked mine," he said almost innocently. 

Again, I was stunned. But I remembered Stevie saying earlier that
he had learned about sex and stuff from some older boys in his
old neighborhood.

"No kidding? Who did you suck?"

"Different guys."

His reaction and response to my question was the same as if I
had just asked him with whom he had gone to the movies. Sucking
cock was obviously pretty routine for him.

"Do you like girls?", I had to ask.

"I kissed a girl once from my school.  She liked me a lot."

"Did you like it?  Like kissing her, I mean?"

There was a long pause and Stevie said nothing.  I put the cup
down on a nearby dresser and walked back over to my side of the
bed.  I climbed in.

"How old were you when you knew you just liked guys?"
 Stevie asked.

"I don't remember for sure.  Its not like all of a sudden
you realize you are gay.  I think it was a gradual process."

There was another pause.  I pulled the cover up over me and turned
on my side so we were both facing each other.  Stevie's eyes were
closed.

"If you must know, I think it wasn't until when I was in
the Air Force that I realized for sure that I liked guys."
I said trying to be as honest as possible.  "Do you think
you might be gay?"

Another pause.  His eyes were closed.  I thought for a few seconds
he might have fallen back to sleep.

"Yeah, I think I like guys like you do, Mike."  He opened
his eyes but his face was expressionless.   

Stevie stared directly into my eyes now. Propping his head up
with one hand.

"You've sucked guys before, haven't you?"

"Well, yes I have.  But I'm a lot older than you. It kind
of surprises me to hear you say you have sucked guys already.
I mean you're only 13."

"Why, what's the big deal about it."

I sensed a little defensiveness in Stevie's voice this time. I
laid back again and stared up at the ceiling fan again. 

"No one has ever sucked your cock, Stevie?"

"Nope," he answered quickly. Most of them are older
guys and they just want me to suck them and lick them. You know?"

I was now so excited, I was trembling with anticipation.

"Lets try something. Stevie. Lay back and spread your legs
a little."

Without hesitating, Stevie laid his head back on the pillow and
spread his legs.  I pulled the cover off his again and threw it
on to the floor.  His beautiful cock and hairless balls lay beautifully
between his legs. He reached down and casually started to play
with his cock as he looked at me and smiled.

"You sure you've never been sucked before," I said curiously
while smiling back at him.

"Never," he replied.

I scooted toward him on my knees until my knees were between his.
My cock was so hard it actually hurt.

"God Mike, your dick is so big."

"You want to touch it?" I asked.

Without saying a word he immediately dropped his cock and reached
up for mine. I exhaled as his small fingers wrapped around the
thickness of my rod. I looked down lustily and noticed his fingers
did not even wrap all the way around. His hand looked small in
comparison.

"Oh Stevie!" I said almost panting. "That feels
so good!"

He now reached up with his other hand and wrapped it around my
shaft as well. I looked down at him and noticed he was just staring
directly at my cock almost in amazement.

"Jesus Mike, you're huge!" he said as he began to pump
both hands up and down my super hard cock.

I just stared up at the ceiling and closed my eyes and let this
boy explore me. He let go with one hand and moved it to my ball
sack and squeezed gently.

"Oh geez, Stevie! That feels so fucking good!

I looked down at him but his eyes were locked on my cock and balls
as he fondled and manipulated them. 

"Lay back, Stevie."

He released my cock and balls and laid back, spreading his legs
further apart. I placed both my large hands beneath each of his
ass cheeks and lifted his pelvis toward me.  I bend forward and
took his semi-hard cock between my lips.

"Oooohhhhhhhh," Stevie moaned as I worked my mouth up
and down his small cock, deep throating the whole thing.

I kept at it without stopping for several minutes then let it
slip from between my lips with a loud slurp and began to tongue
his small, smooth ball sack.

"Ooooohhhhhh God, Mike!"

I took both his balls into my hot, wet mouth at the same time
and played with them with my tongue. Stevie arched his back and
spread his legs even wider apart. I took my hands from beneath
his ass and began running them up and down both smooth legs from
his hips to below his knees. He lifted both legs and wrapped them
around me as I once again moved back to his cock, licking along
the shaft over and over again like it was a lollipop.

"I'm going to squirt, Mike!"

I began sucking his cock again, playing with his piss slit with
my tongue.  lifted my head off his cock again letting it pop from
between my lips and said, "Its OK baby. Its OK to cum in
my mouth."

I immediately went back down on his cock letting it slip entirely
into my hot mouth and throat. I had reached further down from
his thighs now and gripped behind both his knees and lifted his
legs up toward his head while keeping them spread. Letting his
cock slipped from between my lips again, I dove down to his balls
and began licking them with feverish abandon. Stevie arched his
back again and pressed his balls to my mouth. I moved both my
hands to his feet now and gripped both with my thumbs pressed
firmly into his soft soles. I released both balls from my mouth
with a loud slurping noise and began licking along the crack of
his ass as I lifted his legs even higher. Licking from the small
of his back to his balls over and over again. I had totally lost
control. This boy had bewitched me with his quiet sensuality.
He began to moan loudly.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh, I'm going to cum Mike!"

Dropping his legs down slightly I again took his whole cock into
my mouth as he immediately began unloading a relentless barrage
of steaming hot boy cum. I sucked it down as quickly as he could
produced it, relishing every drop of his delicious sperm. He thrashed
around on the bed like a wild animal. I reached for his toes and
could feel them spread wide apart as his orgasm completely took
control of his very being.

"Oh my god, Mike!" he said panting as if he had just
run a mile marathon. "I have never felt anything like that
before!"

I let his now very sensitive cock slip from my open mouth. His
half hard cock flopped down slapping wetly against his balls.
He was still panting hard and his entire body was shiny wet from
sweat. His eyes were still closed and as he turned his head to
one side and bit the pillow, I began to tongue up the inside of
his thighs and straightened myself as I trailed my tongue up along
the inside of both legs. Finally, I reached both beautiful bare
feet and couldn't help but take his tanned toes into my mouth.
He just moaned quietly as I licked the smooth soles of both feet.
Looking down at this beautiful boy before me, I knew this was
only the beginning of a long, hot summer together. 


Thanks again to all of you who have taken the time to send
me feedback after reading the first two chapters. Your comments
and suggestions are most welcomed and very encouraging. I even
enjoy reading the critical ones. Please keep them coming to me
at dctopman@members.gayweb.com.