Date: Sun, 20 Feb 2005 11:53:43 -0500
From: Nathan Hews <jonafunu@hotmail.com>
Subject: Big Boy Games Part 2

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Part 2
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The next morning as I woke with the sunrise, the events of last night kept
running through my head. I couldn't help but wonder where Cody was and
exactly what he was doing. I put a cup of water in the microwave to warm it
for some instant coffee. As I took a seat at the kitchen table I looked
outside the kitchen windows into the snow. All I could see was a white
blanket for miles, no sign of Cody whatsoever.

That wouldn't have been to first time I ever had sex with a boy, but he was
the only one that burned himself into my memory so deeply. I couldn't help
but just stare outside for any sign of a boy and his dog. I certainly hoped
that he enjoyed himself as much last night as I did. He seemed to anyway,
and most children are pretty honest. He seemed to be anyway.

As soon as the microwave beeped, I rose, mixed in a teaspoon of Sanca and
added a bit of sugar and cream. As soon as I took a sip I couldn't help but
smile. I had always required coffee to get going in the mornings and this
morning was no different. The only difference being that I actually had
something to hope for.

When one becomes an adult that have little to look forward to anymore.
There's always work, bills, the occasional bonus to go buy that new peice of
furniture you've had your eyes on, but that's all. Cody was something
special. He had already and could continue to give me the greatest
experiences of my entire life.

I had planned on trying to find a tennant and moving back to New York City
once I had set my parents affairs in order, but the more I thought about it
the more I was changing my mind. I actually had the title to this beautiful
home, three cars, pleanty of furniture and a savings account with $450,000.
I could just find a little job on the side and live off the interest from
the savings account forever.

It would be well worth the change for Cody. I was willing at that moment to
do anything to be with him. I shook my head, why was I thinking these
things? It was just one night who's to say that he will come back? He must
have more exciting things to do at the age of nine. No matter what I did,
however, I just couldn't get my mind off of him. I finished my coffee,
washed the cup, and hung it above the sink and went into the den to watch
some tv.

As soon as I sat down I heard the doorbell ring and I jumped to my feet
instantly. Could it be him? I sort of jogged to the door and flung it open.
There in front of me was the mail man. I can honestly say that I was
extremely disappointed. "Morning sir. I'm very sorry to hear about your
parents." The old graying man bowed his head and placed the hat the was once
on his head against his heart.

I smiled "Thank you I appreciate that." "I remember you clearly from when
you were little. You were a beautiful lad, probably the prettiest boy I ever
saw. Now you've grown into a handsome young man. I know your parents must
have been proud." I nodded, they indeed were proud of me and always
supported me in all of my endeavours.

"Well here's your mail." He handed me a pile of sympathy cards and a strange
card board box, fixed his hat back on his head, and treched back out into
the cold snow. I closed the door behind him and returned to the sanctity of
the living room.

I looked at the different names on all the envelopes, friends from my
childhood, friends from New York, family and family friends. It really was
an overwhelming amount and I knew well that many more were on their way.
Then of course there was the matter of the strange cardboard box. It had my
name and the address here on it, but that was all. No return address to
speak of.

I slowly peeled the tape from the side and pulled it off, causing the
cardboard flaps to come open. There was a lot of little styrofoam balls
covering whatever was inside, and on the top was a note. I took the note out
and opened it. "I hope that this package finds you at a moment of joy. I
wanted to thank you for all the good times we had as a child. Thanks, your
friend, Dominic."

I could barely believe my eyes. The father of the boy that I had fallen head
over hills for was mailing me a package. But what could it be? I began to
dig into the styrofoam balls and found a small photo album. I took it out
and saw on the front a picture of me at nine and him at eighteen, holding
hands. I smiled a little and opened it to the first page.

I almost fell over at what I saw. A picture of him sucking me off when I was
little. The next page, a picture of me fucking him, the next page a picture
of us making out and rubbing our bodies together. How did he ever have any
time to take these pictures? So many memories came back to me. He was my man
at that age and we had a lot of fun together. I suddenly began to think of
Cody even more now.

Could this be a sign? Could this mean that the relationship that Cody and I
had begun the night before was meant to be? As I looked through the pictures
I couldn't help but think about my life as a boy. Being a boy was great and
I was always doing something exciting. Especially when Dominic was around.

I put the photo album back in the box, put the tape back over it and stuffed
it under the sofa. I certainly didn't want anyone to see this except for me.
Suddenly there was another knock at the door. I smiled and walked on over
and opened it. There, standing in front of me with a toothy grin and his
hair as messy as ever, was Cody.

"Well good morning Cody." I smiled back. "I was just wondering if you wanted
to maybe play or something?" He asked as he twisted his hands together
nervously. "Of course, come on in." I widened the door and let him pass into
my home. I shut the door behind him and locked it. "Do you want something to
drink?" I asked as I helped him remove his coat, and placed it on the back
of the sofa. "Yes please." He replied.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. There were several
options. I decided to grab a bottle of Mountain Dew. I went back into the
living room, sat next to him and handed him the bottle. He unscrewed the cap
and took a sip smiling up at me, "Thanks Jason." I nodded just staring at
his angelic face.

"I called my Dad last night and told him we met. I didn't tell him we played
truth or dare or anything." I hugged him a little. "That's nice, did you
guys have a nice chat?" He nodded "Yeah he said you guys were real close
when you were young. He said you had a lot of fun together." I couldn't help
but laugh a little. The photo album that he sent him just served to remind
me of how fun those times were "Yes that is very true." I replied.

"You know what we did last night? That was really fun. Can I ask you
something?" I nodded. "How does it feel when you put it in somebody's butt?"
I thought for a moment of the best way to reply to his question. "Well it's
really warm and very nice. It is probably the greatest feeling i've ever
had." "Oh that sounds cool." I ruffled his hair a little "Why do you want to
try it?"

He blushed a little and nodded to me. How could I refuse this angel? I knew
at that moment that I would do just about anything to make him happy. I
stood, picked him up and carried him up the stairs and into my old room. It
had a huge full size bed covered in a quilt my Mother had made me, as well
as a tall cherry dresser and huge bay windows, that were covered by very
thick curtains thankfully. I placed him on the bed as I began to strip off
his clothes.

As he did I could help but watch. He pulled off his red long sleeve shirt,
only to reveal a pair of perfect pink nipples and such smooth flawless skin.
He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down to show his perfectly shaped
brown legs, with just enough boy fat to make them incredible. Then he put
his thumbs in the gray band of his dark blue hanes underwear, pulling them
down as his little three inch erection showed it's beauty once again.

I quickly undressed and went through the nightstand to find my container of
vasoline. As soon as I found it I handed it to him. "Just put a little on
your dick and a little in my butthole. That will make it feel really great
to you." He nodded as I bent over the side of the bed and he hopped down. I
could see him out of the corner of my eye applying it to his little dick
with the tip of his finger.

It was adorable. He then saturated his index finger in it and bent over a
little to locate my butthole. I suddenly felt his little finger prod it as
it slid in a little. I let out a little gasp, being violated by the finger
of this angel was a feeling I wouldn't trade for anything. He moved his
finger around a little and slid it out, getting directly behind me and
possitioning his dick right above the hole.

"Are you ready?" He asked sweetly. I nodded "Yes anytime you are." I felt as
he slowly slid the head of his little dick into my hole, the buttcheeks in
the way of him getting in completely. I placed by arms behind me and
stretched my cheeks as wide as they would go, giving him the ability to push
all of his dick into me.

Although he was too small for me to really feel it, I could hear him gasp in
pleasure. "Wow that feels good!" I heard him yell. I smiled "Good, then you
can do this all you want." He put his hands on my back and started to move
his hips back and forth, fucking my asshole with his little dick. I heard
him begin to breathe heavier and heavier as he did so and I felt the tip of
his dick hit the walls of my asshole occasionally.

I was becoming harder than I ever had before. Making this little boy so
happy was turning me on beyond what I ever had been before. His little fucks
became faster and faster and more controlled. I heard him begin to grunt a
little as he continued fucking me as hard as his little body would let him.
Suddenly I felt him dig his fingernails into my back as he let out a yell of
pleasure. He pumped me a few times and I felt his little dick jerking around
wildly inside of me.

I smiled as he pulled out and took a seat next to me on the bed. I stood up
and sat next to him "Did you enjoy that? I asked as he was trying to catch
his breath. "That was awesome! I know why you did it now." I laughed a
little "Yeah it is pretty awesome isn't it?" He nodded in agreement. "You
can do me if you want" He spoke to me sweetly. I smiled and patted his head,
even though every fiber of my being just wanted to turn him over now and
fuck him till I was dry.

"You are new to this, that took a lot of energy out of you so I think we
should take this slow." He smiled and put his arms around me, his warm, soft
body feeling incredible against mine. "Thank you Jason." I smiled and kissed
him on the forehead. "Go wash off your Dick and we'll go watch some tv." He
nodded, stood, grabbed his clothes and ran off into the bathroom.

I layed back and shook my head, "What I day." I said out loud to no one in
particular. I went ahead and got dressed and got my mind off of the
incredibly erotic experience that I had just enjoyed. We both went into the
living room and sat together watching cartoons on the television. I enjoyed
hearing him giggle and light up as each show came on. As soon as the clock
struck twelve he stood up and turned around giving me a peck on the lips "I
need to go home now i've got to have lunch. Do you want to play again
tomorrow?"

I smiled "Of course, same time same place?" He giggled a little "Yeah."
"Tomorrow go ahead and bring a change of clothes with you to keep over
here." He nodded "Good idea, my underwear were pretty messy after last
night." I laughed a little "I bet they were." I rose, helped him into his
started jacket and helped him out the door. I watched as he walked out into
the snow and towards his grandparent's house. That may have been a short
three hours but it was an incredible three hours.

I could hardly wait until tomorrow, I had already thought of several new
things to try with Cody. I shut the door once he was out of eye sight and
took a seat on the sofa. I began to open a few sympathy cards and began to
read.
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END OF PART 2

Well how was the second installment? I hope everyone enjoys it as much as I
enjoyed writing it. Please write me with your thoughts and opinions at
jonafunu@hotmail.com

Thanks,
Nathan