From: an489024@anon.penet.fi
Reply-To: an489024@anon.penet.fi
Date: Wed, 24 Jan 1996 03:16:23 UTC
Subject: "The Boy..." M/m Part 1
The following story deals with man/boy sex, and is highly explicit. If
you are offended by such material....DON'T READ ANY FURTHER! In
addition, if you are not over the age of 18, stop reading NOW!
This story is a mixture of fact and fiction; names have been altered
to protect the guilty. If you like the story, please feel free to send
me your comments....if you don't like it, well, feel free to let me
know that, too (just keep it polite!).
The Boy at the BART Station
Part One
It had been a long day at work; my job as Night Manager of The
Video Place wasn't all that hard, but, Friday nights were always
busy, and I was tired.
I got off the BART train and descended on the escalator,
pulling up the zipper of my leather jacket to ward off the always
present wind; as usual, it was quite chilly. Exiting the station,
heading towards the bus-stop for the final leg of my homeward
journey, I saw that, as was the case most nights, the area was
nearly deserted.
Twenty feet or so from the bus-stop, I paused to light a
cigarette. The snapping sound of my Zippo lighter was loud in the
night-time silence; the "click" also announced my presence, and I
found that I wasn't alone at the bus-stop.
A face peered around the corner of the shelter; a quick glance
told me that it was a teenaged boy. Given my interests, I gave the
boy more than just a cursory examination; from what I could see, he
was quite attractive.
The youth stepped out from behind the shelter, moving casually;
I noticed, however, that he was looking over in my direction every
couple of seconds. Now, I was able to see him better, and, I will
freely admit that I liked what I saw!
At first glance, I would have guessed that he was in his mid-
teens: perhaps 15 or 16. Not too tall, and, rather skinny,
although, with the layers of clothing that he was wearing, it was
difficult to discern too many details. The boy certainly had an
attractive face, however, framed by semi-long, black hair, parted in
the middle in a rather shaggy cut.
My immediate thought was that the boy was "for rent;" I'd seen
that speculative expression on the faces of other boys, working
over in San Francisco. However, as much as I enjoyed looking at
teenaged boys, I wasn't all that interested in "buying" sexual
favors. Besides, that sort of thing can get a person into very
serious trouble; I had no intention of spending any time in a jail-
cell!
Consequently, even though this teenager was making it
obvious that he was interested in having a little "fun," I didn't say
anything to him. My more-than-occasional glances in his direction
must have given away my interest, though, since the boy continued to
advertise his availability.
The youth was dressed in a pair of very loose-fitting, black
jeans (I hate that style, since it keeps me from getting a good look
at whatever's underneath!), and a t-shirt with a flannel shirt,
unbuttoned, over it. He had his hands stuffed deep into the pockets
of his jeans (it *was* chilly that night), and, seeing my eyes on
him, the teenager moved his hands inward; this caused his cock and
balls to be pressed outward a bit, accentuating his youthful
basket.
Well, I have to admit that this got my attention! Inside my pair
of blue jeans, my balls lurched, and I felt my dick beginning
to stiffen slightly. My jeans were a bit tighter than the ones the
boy was wearing, and, I instantly noticed that his gaze had locked
on my now-bulging crotch. Interesting! Perhaps, this good-looking
boy wasn't quite as mercenary in his sexual pursuits as I'd first
thought....
Before I had a chance to investigate this, however, an older
couple (man and woman) walked up to the bus-stop; they stopped just
a few feet from the boy, making it impossible for me to say anything
to him. And, I still wasn't sure if I wanted to!
It's one thing to discretely watch a sexy-looking teenager, or
to view x-rated videos starring young-appearing models. It's quite
another to actually have sex with one!
As I was silently debating these issues with myself, I saw the
bus pulling into the station. Ah, well, I thought, that's the end of
that!
The bus was surprisingly full, and I had to sit next to
someone else. As I watched, the older couple boarded the bus,
followed by the gorgeous teenager. As he passed down the aisle, his
eyes met mine once again, and he gave me an inviting little half-
smile.
Whew.....my God, he was sexy!
I resisted the temptation of looking back to see where he was
sitting....although, I *was* sorely tempted!
I don't live very far from the BART station; just a little too
far too walk, especially on a chilly night. Within a very few minutes,
my stop approached, and I pulled the cord, got up, and moved towards
the front of the bus. As I stood there, I "casually" glanced
back....there he was, and, he was looking at me. Without really
thinking about what I was doing, I inclined my head towards the
door...with a sudden smile, the boy quickly got up and stepped up the
rear exit!
Dropping down to the sidewalk, my heart was pounding in my
chest; I knew that I was about to take a major chance. As the bus
pulled away, I looked over at the boy; he was standing, waiting
patiently, about 15 feet away.
"Hi," he said in a soft voice as I approached.
"Hi," was my inspired response; God, I was *nervous*!
"Thought you were interested," the boy continued, with a sexy
smile that parted his full, sensuous lips.
"Oh, yeah," I heard myself say, "I'm interested. Are you?"
"Fuck, yeah," he chuckled. "I'm always interested...and,
always horny."
Nodding my head towards the intersection, I led the boy
across the street, towards my apartment.
"So, what are you interested in?" I asked him, as we crossed the
street.
"Mmmm.....just about anything."
"Oh, yeah? That covers a lot of ground. You like getting
sucked?"
"I *love* getting sucked," the handsome youth responded. "You
like sucking?"
"Yeah, I like doing that," I told him. "What else do you
like?"
"Whatever.....I like doing a lot of stuff," was his answer.
"Sounds good to me...."
"If you want," he continued, "I'll suck yours, too."
"That would be *very* nice," I smiled; so, he definitely
wasn't the "typical" hustler! "My name's David, by the way."
"John..."
When we reached the apartment building I live in, I led John
inside, thankful that it was fairly late at night; hopefully, I
thought, I won't meet any of my neighbors! Wasn't too sure of what
sort of "excuse" I could think up to explain the presence of this
good-looking teenaged boy!
Once inside my apartment, I took John's hand and he followed me
back towards my bedroom. Standing, a bit uncertainly, in the middle
of my room, the boy watched as I removed my jacket, hanging it
up in the closet.
"Want me to get undressed?" he asked.
"No...I'll do that for you," I answered.
Taking his hand once again, I led him around to the side of my
king-sized bed; I sat down on the side, leaving him standing directly
in front of me. I looked him up-and-down, definitely liking what
I saw. John was quite handsome, although, I was beginning to
think that he was a bit younger than I'd first believed. I also
noticed a pronounced bulge in the front of the boy's jeans; whatever
was growing under the black denim material, it was large enough to
displace the loose-fitting pants!
"Damn, you're gorgeous," I murmured, reaching up with my
hands.
"Think so?" the boy innocently asked.
"Oh, yeah...."
John let out a soft groan of pleasure as my hands gently
glided up his boyish chest, over the material of his t-shirt. My
hands slipped under the flannel shirt, pushing it off his slender
shoulders; I calmly pulled it down his arms, tossing it aside. The
boy's breathing was growing a bit heavier now, as I continued to
slowly undress him.
Tugging at his t-shirt, I pulled it out of his jeans,
letting my hands slip under the material and up onto his stomach and
chest. John whimpered quietly as my fingertips glided over his
nipples; I felt both of the small buds stiffen, as I tenderly squeezed
them between thumb and forefinger.
"Ooooooooo......mmmmmmmmmm....."
"Like that, huh?" I asked him, with a smile.
"Yeaaaahhhhhh....." was John's softly breathed response.
"Well, let's see if you like this, too, then," I told him,
standing up in front of the slender teen.
The Boy at the BART Station
Part Two
Pushing his t-shirt up and out of the way, I bent down
slightly, and began to suck on the right nipple, feeling the
brown bud between my lips and teeth.
"Ooohhhhhhh.......fuuuuuucccckkkkkkk," John groaned, reaching up
to press my face tightly against his hairless chest.
Continuing to lick and suck on John's erect nipples, I was now
interested in doing a bit more exploring. My right hand reached
between the boys slender thighs, and my fingers closed around the
denim-covered teen-meat, massaging and fondling it; from what I
could feel, this young teenager had a pretty good-sized cock!
And, I was very hungry for it! Dropping to my knees in front of
him, I quickly unbuckled John's belt and unfastened his jeans. Pulling
them down, I found a pair of blue-and-white striped boxers
underneath the jeans; the unmistakeable aroma of teen-musk rose from
the thinly-covered crotch, and there was a lengthy bulge easily
discernable within the loose-fitting shorts.
Reaching inside the slightly parted opening of his fly, I
quickly wrapped my questing fingers around the teenager's tool. John
inhaled sharply, a hissing sound that I recognized as the sound of
pleasure. And, I was quite pleased, too; my hand had found a boy-
cock that was very nicely proportioned: although the teenager wasn't
hard, his dick was still quite lengthy, and, fairly thick.
It also felt like he was uncut; I happen to *love* uncut
cocks, so, quickly tugged his boxers down to see what I'd find. Sure
enough, John hadn't been circumcised, and I gazed at his beautiful
crotch for several moments.
The boy was hairless, until you got to his groin; there, a
small, but, quite dense, patch of curly, black hair formed a
triangle above his dick. His uncut penis was, in fact, quite
thick: at least an inch-and-a-half in diameter, I quickly
guessed. Like I said, John wasn't hard...not yet, at any
rate!...but, the young teenager's meat was impressively sized: I
would estimate that his flaccid cock was nearly five inches long!
Opening my eager mouth, I encased his sausage with my lips,
letting it slip entirely inside, swirling my tongue around the
underside of his cock.
"Oh, yeah, David, suck me!" John groaned above me, pressing my
face firmly into his curly patch of pubes.
Don't worry, baby, I thought, as I began sliding my tightly
pursed lips up and down on his shaft, I'm gonna suck you dry!
John was semi-hard now, and I pulled away slightly, tenderly
stroking his teen-meat with my left hand, watching as the
reddish-colored cock-head disappeared and reappeared as his
foreskin moved back and forth. Retracting it fully, I leaned
forward once again, and let my tongue dance over the sensitive
flesh of his glans and corona for several minutes before I took him
inside my mouth once more.
As I began to suck him off again, I felt John's cock
stiffening and lengthening in my mouth; his boy-dick was getting
longer and longer, and, much thicker, as I went down on him. As I've
given "deep-throat" to some very well-endowed men in my life, I
wasn't too concerned with being able to suck-off a teenaged boy,
but, I was certainly impressed with the size of John's teen-meat!
After several minutes of this, though, I began to get tired of
my kneeling position on the floor; pulling away from him, I stood
up, feeling my knees creaking and popping. Looking down at the boy's
crotch, I marveled at the size of his dick: it was easily over six
inches in length, I now saw...maybe, as much as seven inches!
"Take off your clothes and hop on the bed," I told him, my
voice husky with desire for this boy's body.
John quickly complied, while I stripped off my clothes as
well. As he lay in the middle of the mattress, I felt his eyes on me
as I undressed; I'm not hugely attractive, but, I've been told that
I'm more than "acceptable" in appearance. Pulling off my shorts, I
glanced over at John; his eyes widened appreciably when he saw my
erection. I'm not enormous, but, my slender, seven-incher *was*
fully erect, and very hard!
I joined John on my king-sized bed, quickly moving around
until my face was between his slender legs; my own crotch was a few
inches away from John's face, giving the boy the option of giving me
head, if he so desired. Immediately, I began to go down on him once
more, savoring the flavor of his teenaged dick, and impatient for the
taste of a mouthful of John's cum.
I groaned deep in my throat as I felt his fingers encircling my
erection; John began to jack me off slowly. His hand felt
wonderful! Then, I felt the unmistakeable sensation of a pair of lips
gliding onto my cock-head; the boy began to give me some obviously
inexperienced, but, more-than-adequate head. I rolled onto my back,
pulling John on top of me, to let him have easier "access" to my
cock.
The boy's skinny hips began to thrust downward now, shoving his
dick deep into my throat, fucking my mouth faster and faster as he
approached the first of what I hoped would be several orgasms.
Reaching up between his legs, I gently massaged and fondled his
nicely-sized balls in their loose sack.
This was apparently the trigger, as my cock slipped from
John's lips as the boy arched his back and began gasping and
groaning with pure, ecstatic pleasure.
"Ohhhh....aahhhhhh.....cumming....CUMMING!!!" John shouted,
slamming his cock into my mouth and throat.
The first spasm shook the boy's slender body, and I felt his cock
and balls pulse as the initial spurt of John's hot, thick cum
spewed into my eager mouth. Again and again, the teenager pumped
his delicious boy-spunk into me, each massive jet of cum accompanied
by a loud, animal-like grunt; my mouth was quickly filled with
John's love-juice, the thick, sticky cum coating my teeth and tongue.
As his climax began to subside, and John's thrusting hips
relaxed, I rolled the teenager onto his back, maintaining my lip-lock
on his still-spasming cock. Taking every inch of his sweet meat into
my mouth, I tried to suck him dry, fondling and massaging his
balls gently and tenderly, savoring the flavor of the boy's cum as it
continued to ooze from his quivering dick.
"Oh, shit....oh, fuck.....oh, God," I heard John murmuring
above me, over and over again, as I felt his cock growing flaccid in
my mouth.
Raising up, I let his still-lengthy meat fall from my mouth;
limply, it lay across his stomach, glistening wetly in the
bedroom light, a small drop of cum still visible at the piss-slit.
Letting my hand slide upward from his now-loose balls onto the
darker flesh of his flaccid tube, I idly stroked and rubbed John's
cock, watching the youth shudder with pleasure as the post-
orgasmic sensations swept through him.
"So....didja enjoy that?" I asked him, continuing to massage the
boy's cock.
"Fuuuuuuccckkkkkk.....that was fuckin' great, David," John
softly breathed. "Didn't think I was *ever* gonna stop cumming!"
"Glad you liked it," I smiled down at him, still tasting the
boy's heavy load of teen-spunk. "Be glad to do it to you again,
too," I added.
"Mmmmmmm.....yeah!" John smiled back. "But, first, I wanna do
yours."
"Fine with me," I answered, dropping onto my back next to him.
"Anytime you're ready!"
The Boy at the BART Station
Part Three
John slid down the mattress until his cute and sexy young face
was above my crotch; propping myself up on my elbows so I could
watch him, I let out a soft groan of pleasure as the teenager
began to fondle my balls. Leaning forward, John began to kiss the
base of my shaft, just above my heavy gonads. Then, kissing and
licking as he went, the boy made his slow, torturous journey up my
dick, licking and sucking the mushroom-shaped head of my prong into
his hot, wet mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm....baby....that's goooood!" I whispered, feeling my
dick lengthening under his oral ministrations.
"I only did this...like....three or four times," the young boy
told me, wrapping his fingers around my slender shaft to stroke
me. "So, I'm probably not too good at it."
"Don't worry, John," I told him, truthfully. "Just take your
time...I'm sure you'll do just fine!"
With a sexy smile, the gorgeous teen took my pulsing cock-head
back into his mouth; from the position he was in, John couldn't
take all of my dick down his throat. But, what his lips and tongue
were doing to the super-sensitive flesh of my glans, corona, and
upper inch or so of my shaft, more than compensated for the lack of
"deep-throat" action!
Leaning on my right elbow, I reached down to stroke the side of
John's head as it bobbed up and down over my groin; I wanted to let
the teenager know that he was doing a marvelous job. And, he was,
too; although it was obvious that he was very inexperienced,
John was giving me some great head, as he took his time in letting
his slippery lips and tongue slide all over my cock-flesh.
In fact, the young boy was doing such a good job, especially
given my already highly aroused state, that I felt my climax
rapidly approaching. I was trying as hard as I could to postpone the
incipient orgasm, but, the pressure was building much too fast, and
John seemed to be eager to make me cum.
"I'm getting close, baby," I warned the youth, unsure of his
desire to have me cumming in his mouth.
John hesitated momentarily, then let my cock-head slip from his
lip-embrace; he glanced up at me, apologetically.
"That's okay, John," I assured him. "Just keep stroking it,
baby."
He slid his legs under his body, so that he was sitting,
Indian-fashion, on the bed; his right hand was between my widely
spread legs, gently kneading and squeezing my balls, while his left
hand was rapidly pumping up and down on my ready-to-explode penis.
My arms collapsed, and I dropped to the mattress, abandoning
myself to the incredible pleasures the young boy's hands were
giving me. I think that I screamed out, "I'm cumming," just
before the first thick stream of spunk exploded from my balls.
Then, I was lost in my orgasm, as John's hands continued their
motions, milking my dick for every drop of cum.
As I regained awareness of my surroundings, I felt the boy's lips
and tongue on my cock once again; lifting my head, I saw that he
had taken my somewhat flaccid prick into his mouth. I know that he
was tasting my cum, since my dick had to have been coated with the
slippery fluid.
I'm one of those guys who loves having his cock sucked and
fondled all the way through an orgasm; some guys, I know, can't
stand it, since it can be an overwhelming feeling, almost too much
of a good thing. In my case, though, every once in a while, if a guy
keeps working my dick over, I'll experience a second, smaller
orgasm, very shortly after the first one.
And, that's what happened now. As John sucked on my dick and
squeezed my balls, I suddenly got very hard and erupted with
several jets of spunk, deep into the surprised boy's throat. I'll give
John credit, though; the boy didn't flinch. In fact, he suddenly
took nearly three-quarters of my dick into his throat, nearly causing
me to levitate right off the bed!
When my "secondary" climax had subsided, John raised up, and I
collapsed onto the bed, totally and completely drained. Through my
half-opened, passion-glazed eyes, I watched him swallow the small
load of spunk I'd pumped into his mouth; I could almost see him trying
to decide if he liked the flavor, or, not.
Then, much to my surprise, the boy slid into my arms, his
lithe, slender body pressing against mine. Our lips touched,
pressed together, and we were suddenly kissing, deeply and
passionately. As our tongues darted and fenced, I realized that John
had a fair amount of experience in tongue-fighting; the boy kissed
like a dream!
After an eternity spent kissing that luscious mouth, I
became aware of John's hard-on, poking me, insistently, in the
stomach. Sliding my right hand between our bodies, I wrapped my
fingers around his stiff, fat shaft and began to slowly stroke him;
the boy groaned into my mouth, and I knew he wanted me to suck him
off once again. But, this time, I had other ideas.
Rolling him over onto his back, I gazed down into his face,
reading the expression of pure lust I saw on the handsome
features. Lightly, I kissed his lips, then looked into his large,
dark-brown eyes.
"You ever fuck a guy?" I asked him.
John shook his head.
"Well, I want you to fuck me."
Reaching across him, I retrieved my jar of Anal Lube from the
night-stand drawer and squeezed out a liberal amount onto my
fingertips; while I've had a number of big cocks stuffed up my ass,
it *had* been a while, and, besides, this young teenager had a pretty
big dick!
"By the way," I said, as I began to smear the slippery,
white cream onto John's thick teen-meat, a process he was quite
interested in watching, "how old are you?"
"Fourteen," the boy responded, much to my shock. Holy
fucking shit! Fourteen?
Oh, well....too late to worry about that, now, I decided.
Especially since I'd already done enough to spend a fair number of
years in prison....might as well go ahead and enjoy myself!
Much as I would have loved to lay on my back to watch John
fucking me, I knew that I wasn't limber enough for that.
Consequently, I rolled onto my stomach and told the boy to get on top;
reaching behind me, I guided the tip of his cock-head into the proper
position.
Thick as the mushroom-shaped dick-head was, the boy slid
easily inside my well-lubed ass, and I felt John pressing his
entire body against mine as he began to thrust his man-sized
sausage in and out of my love-tunnel. I love being fucked, and, I know
how to drive a "top-man" wild with passion; I started using my
sphincter muscles to milk the young teenager's cock as he slammed
himself into me.
Despite the fact that John had just had an enormous climax a
short time earlier, I could quickly tell that this youth wasn't
going to last too long inside my ass. He was fucking me with wild
abandon, and, judging by his moans and whimpers, it wasn't going to
be long before I felt him pumping a huge load of teen-spunk into my
body.
I felt his cock expanding to even greater size, and, with a
final, almost violent thrust of his hips, John drove his cock in as
far as it would go and I felt the first burning-hot spurt of boy-cum
shooting into my ass. Again and again, John shoved himself into
me, slamming his spewing cock in to the hilt as he climaxed heavily.
Finally, the young teenager collapsed on top of me, moaning and
whimpering with pleasure. I was in no great hurry to have him withdraw
his penis; although it was soft and flaccid, it's length and thickness
hadn't diminished very much, and I loved the way it felt inside me.
After several minutes, though, the boy rolled off of me, and I
felt the sudden emptiness as John pulled himself free of my well-
greased ass.
"Do that to me," he murmured, softly.
"You want me to fuck you?" I asked him, unsure of what I'd
heard.
"Yeah....fuck me, please?"
Well, I certainly wasn't going to turn down an invitation like
*that*! After quickly greasing my pole, I pressed John's slender
legs back, nearly bending the boy in half. As eager as I was to
feel my dick sliding into this virgin territory, I was also
determined to make sure that John enjoyed being fucked for the very
first time. So, I was very deliberate and careful in entering him,
pausing frequently to let the fourteen year old boy get accustomed to
having a man's dick inside his body.
Even so, in just a few minutes, every inch of my dick was
inside the boy; the incredible heat and tightness of John's ass was
almost more than I could stand. It had been a *long* time since
I'd fucked a virgin; I needed every bit of self-control I could call
upon to avoid shooting my load instantly. For a few moments, I had
to hold myself perfectly still, or I knew I'd erupt.
I began to kiss John, slowly moving my dick back and forth
inside his never-fucked ass until I was finally in a good rhythm. Even
maintaining the rigid self-control that I was, I knew that it wasn't
going to last very long; his ass was too tight, and, much too hot,
for me to postpone my climax.
Kissing the teenager deeply, I thrust my cock in to the hilt and
felt a nearly continuous stream of cum spewing from my balls. My back
arched, lips parted as I screamed with ecstasy; I was cumming
harder in this young boy's body than I had in *years*! Completely
losing control of myself, I began to fuck John hard and fast,
pounding my spasming, spurting dick back and forth in his virgin
tunnel until my climax finally subsided, leaving me shaking and
trembling.
How long we lay together like that, I couldn't say. It
wasn't long enough! But, since then, I've had several
opportunities to spend more time with John, and, each time, it just
gets better and better.
The End...for now
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