Date: Sun, 15 Jun 2014 23:46:08 +1200
From: That Guy <finnl1623@gmail.com>
Subject: Boy at the window - 4

The following is a work of fiction.  Events, characters and any sexual
encounters are the work of my imagination only.  if you cannot distinguish
between fantasy and reality then please seek professional help.

This is my first attempt at writing anything, let alone an erotic story so
please go easy on me.

There will be detailed and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between
adult men and preteen boys, so if that's not your thing then read no
further.  For everyone else, I hope you enjoy.

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Unfortunately there will be a lengthy delay in writing chapter 5.  I do
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Boy at the window – 4

THREE AGONIZING DAYS crawled by after Ben had last been to see him.  Three
days since he had snuck out of school and into his house asking him to suck
his ten year old hairless cock for the first time.  Three days and he still
couldn't get the memory out of his head; how rock hard yet delicately soft
his little three and a half inch [9cm] penis was as Ben had fucked his
mouth with his thighs wrapped around his face.  And the taste of him!  Even
now he could still recall the smell of his sex, the damp warmth between his
legs and the raw taste of his preteen organ.  Even for a ten year old boy
it was plain to see that every part of him exuded sex not just from his
looks, but in his confidence and even just the way he moved.  He was
everything Finn had ever dreamt of and for three excruciating days, the
only thing he could think about was Ben's lithe young body and what they'd
done together.

Finn had received a text from Ben shortly after 9pm three days earlier and
he'd wasted no time in calling him knowing that he'd be in bed and what was
probably on his mind.  Their conversation had been a little awkward at
first, but then they'd talked for almost an hour about everything *except*
sex and what they'd done the last few days.  Apart from a few innuendos
that made Ben giggle, it was most definitely PG even though there was a
strong sexual undercurrent to their conversation in what wasn't said.  Finn
wasn't surprised to learn that Ben had also played guitar ever he was six
years old and that he was good at it.  Nothing it seemed that Ben tried his
hand at was too hard for him and he excelled at everything music.  He loved
soccer rather than baseball or football and supported the LA Galaxy's but
had never been to a game.  His brother Max had just turned eight and even
though he tried to act like he wasn't bothered about hi either way, Finn
could tell that Ben was very protective of him and would do just about
anything for his brother.  When Finn asked about his parents, Ben had told
him that his Mom worked very hard and that she was `mostly kinda cool'.  He
hadn't mentioned his Dad and when asked, he simply told Finn that he'd left
just after Max was born and they hadn't seen him since.  Ben told Finn that
he was good at school and that he found it easy and when asked if he wanted
to be famous and sing, his response was an excited yes.  Finn got the
impression that he liked the idea of being the center of attention which
was a main reason he sang in the choir.

He'd told Ben that he'd arranged a meeting with Ms. Schroder the following
day at lunch and had dressed in casual slacks and a white shirt and had
been fifteen minutes early for his appointment.  He had sat in the office
waiting area after announcing his arrival at reception and then watched as
the bell rang for the boy's to be let out of class.  Even though he'd
prepared himself for the throng of young boys who filed out into the
corridors, he had still found it hard not to stare at them with hungry
eyes.  As a lifelong lover of preteen boys Finn knew not to stare too long
or show any lingering interest in them, especially not in any sexual manner
that would invite unwanted attention.  But damn some of them were sexy!
Even some of the younger seven or eight year olds were cute as fuck and he
remembered when he had been that age, playing with himself and
surreptitiously stealing glances at his naked friends in the gym or the
swimming pool changing rooms.  It wasn't until then, usually at the
naturist camps that he and his Mom went to, that he started to notice that
other older boys and some of the men would glance at him the same way.
Their stares would linger on his naked body with their eyes fixed on his
bald crotch and the little worm of his soft penis with a look that Finn now
recognized as sexual craving.  As he often did, Finn wished that he had
known of such things at that age.  He would have willingly shown those men
that they could have what they wanted if they'd only made a move on him.
But, he'd only had to wait another couple years before he finally found out
what all those other men had wanted from him when Jay seemed to appear out
of nowhere.  It was shortly after the young Finn had confided in his Mom
that he made himself hard and that it felt good when he rubbed his dick,
especially when he thought about the men looking at him that he'd met Jay
for the first time just before his ninth birthday.  His Mom had simply said
that he was a friend and before long was invited to diner and he started to
come around more and more often.  He took the time to play with Finn and
talk to him as much as to his mother, and later, he would let him cuddle up
to him on the couch watching TV.  Not even a month had gone by before Jay
was babysitting him and Finn was left alone with him for hours at a time.

A few of the boys had come into the glass paneled office where Finn was
waiting, bringing Finn's attention back to the present.  They had smiled at
him politely as they went about their business with whatever task they were
there to do, but Finn couldn't help casting his eyes up and down their
bodies.  They were all wearing the same uniform he'd stripped Ben out of
and his mind conjured up images of them naked and wondered how many of them
had experimented with sex, either with each other or with someone older.
He knew the stats of course; one out of every seven boys in the US had been
sexually `molested' before they turned sixteen and one in eleven before
they were thirteen.  Finn quickly did the math and worked out that at this
school, with over 450 students under the age of thirteen that at least
forty of them had some experience with sex with an adult.  He knew of one
for sure and as his eyes darted from one boy to the next, he quickly
categorized them into `Definitely', `Probably' and `Nah'.  There were three
in the `Definitely' category; boy's that he found very sexually appealing
all about Ben's age and cute as fuck with hot little bodies hidden away
under their school uniforms.  Two were brown haired all ruffed up and
styled in the latest trend, and the other was blonde with short back and
sides but all three were slim and handsome with their school bags slung
over their shoulders and the perfectly smooth skin of their faces a
testament to their youth.

As he was secretly ogling the boys in front of him while trying to appear
engrossed in his smartphone, Finn didn't register the glass paneled doors
next to him open inwards right away.  With a rush of adrenaline, it wasn't
until they came into his field of view that he saw it was Ben that looked
back at him with just the faintest smile etched on his sweet face.  He was
with another boy about the same height and age with short light brown hair,
and as they approached the counter Ben kept his eyes on him and pointed at
his friend behind his back.  He mouthed the name `Cory' at Finn after
checking that no one was looking and smiled before dropping his bag at his
feet.  He lent against the counter at chest height with his arms crossed
under his chin on top of the reception desk and Finn couldn't help but keep
his eyes on the boy whose body he knew so intimately.  He was slightly bent
at the waist and Finn was sure he was sticking his ass out at him on
purpose which was confirmed a few moments later when Ben looked back around
at him with his head resting on his arms and smiled coyly.  It killed Finn
not to be able to show any sort of recognition even as he felt his cock
filling with blood, but he had to smile at the tenacity of the kid showing
up in reception knowing that Finn would be there.  Ben obviously wanted
Finn to see Cory and had made up some reason for them to be there.  He
smiled back at his boy and raised his eyebrows glancing at Cory beside him
and discreetly mouthing the word `Wow' back to him.

"Mr. Lewis?" A women's voice asked ripping Finn's attention away from Ben
and his very cute friend.

"Yes," Finn said as he stood and took the women's outstretched hand.  "You
must be Ms. Schroder."

After a brief introduction to her vice principle, Finn was shown into her
office after a quick glance back to Ben and Cory.  Ben was still looking
his way but he'd moved a little closer to Cory until their shoulders
touching and he gave Finn a cheeky little smile before turning away.  Finn
spent an hour with Ms. Schroder and the vice principle in her office going
over Finn's proposal to gather story ideas from students at the school.
The school would run a competition open to all students starting in the new
week, one that the teachers would encourage with the promise of a special
introductory foreword naming the student and an `Evening Out' with Finn for
the student and his family.  He was invited back on Friday morning to
address each of the ten classes personally and outline the competition.
Just as he was leaving her office, Ms Schroder had casually asked Finn why
he'd chosen their school specifically and Finn had answered with the best
reason he could think of.

"I'm basically lazy..." he'd said.  "I live next door and my yard backs onto
the playing field so it was a no brainer really."

When Finn had come out the lunch period was over and the boys were all back
in class.  He'd walked back home thinking about Ben and his cute friend
Cory and what they got up to in private even though it seemed to be
somewhat one sided on Ben's part.  He knew he wouldn't see Ben again that
day but that he'd probably come bounding over as soon as lunch started
tomorrow and he couldn't fucking wait.  It was after 3pm when Finn got a
one word text from Ben.  `So?'

Finn answered telling him that it was all set, the competition would start
next week and that they'd better get their thinking caps on.  Ben's reply
was short and to the point.  `No duffus wat ya fnk of u no who.'  He
started to type out a reply but he wasn't sure how to phrase it without it
being obvious they were talking about sex.  He had no idea if Ben's Mom
checked his phone or not but didn't want to take the risk regardless so he
just typed out a simple `8/?  I'll explain later'

For the rest of the day and well into the night Finn got text after text
from Ben from asking him for answers to his homework to telling him what
they were having for diner.  Even the next day, he got a simple `Morning!'
text before 8am and they didn't stop until he went into his first class for
the day.  Ben's last text had made him hard instantly; `C u soon can't
wait.'

But, after jogging around the small man-made lake and another shower,
waiting was all Finn had done until at least ten minutes past the time Ben
usually made his appearance.  After waiting until 12:30 he decided to text
Ben to see what had happened and didn't get a reply until just before he
heard the bell ring out.  `sry was with Cory. Tell u about it 2nite.'

As disappointed as he was, he knew that Ben wouldn't always be able to
sneak out of school without being seen and was glad that he hadn't taken
any risks even though Finn had been so worked up and looking forward to
their one hour together.  Instead, he'd flipped through his phone looking
for a number feeling a little guilty for what he was about to do.  He knew
that his craving was for Ben and his hot and hairless preteen body, but
using his hand just wasn't the same.  At least he'd be thinking of Ben and
imagining him as he fucked Luke, a 23 year old assistant producer at a
reasonably decent music video production company.  Even though it felt like
he'd be cheating on Ben, Finn rationalized that it'd help to have Luke
on-side if his plans turned to fruition.  He wanted to record Ben singing
and produce a decent video that they could post on YouTube.  Finn hadn't
yet talked with Ben about it but hoped he'd jump at the chance to be famous
after seeing the other videos he'd found and Luke would be a good contact
to have on the inside.

It hadn't taken long for Luke to leave work in the middle of the afternoon
and only minutes after arriving at Finn's, they were both naked on his bed
with Luke slurping on his cock like the slut that he was.  He'd hooked up
with Luke some weeks ago at a mutual friend's birthday where they'd left
together and gone back to Finn's place.  He was 23 but looked like he'd
just left high school which had suited Finn at the time and they'd screwed
for most of the night.  He'd seen him a couple times since then and found
him to be a cock hungry bottom which was exactly what Finn needed right
then.  After just a couple minutes of enjoying a good blow job, Finn soon
had him on all fours on the bed and stood behind so he couldn't see the
mass of pubic hair at his groin or his matured adult prick.  Looking down
at Luke's smooth and firm ass it could have been mistaken for a 13 year
olds and with only a little imagination, Finn could believe that it was
Ben's ass that he was fucking.

He'd barely lasted ten minutes inside him, pounding his cock back and forth
as he pictured in his mind the view of Ben's lithe young body hovering over
him as he fucked his little cock back and forth on his stomach.  He longed
to taste and feel Ben's tiny fuck stick in his mouth with his thighs
wrapped around his face again and to feel the tight grip of his ass around
his cock as he make love to him. It was as close as he was going to get to
fucking Ben for a while yet, but the fantasy was potent enough that he
whispered Ben's name just under his breath as he came inside Luke's ass and
thrust hard into him and turning Luke's moans of pleasure into that of
Ben's sweet voice.

After he'd shot his load into him and returned the favor by sucking the
young stud off, Luke had left telling Finn he had to get back for a
meeting.  Finn had told him he'd call in a few days and that they'd go out
someplace before showering and getting back to work.  He'd actually gotten
a lot of work done that afternoon, finishing all but the last chapter of
his rewrite until the doorbell rang and a UPS deliveryman dropped off a
plain cardboard box which Finn had to sign for.  He knew what it was; he'd
told Ben he'd ordered him something but Finn was sure he'd never gotten a
present like this before.

That night he got another text from Ben and he'd called him almost straight
away.  Their conversation was a little different this night and Finn could
tell Ben was keeping his voice low.  It turned out that Cory hadn't left
his side all day and as soon as they'd gotten out of class for lunch had
practically begged Ben to suck his doodle again.

"So did you?" Finn asked feeling the same yearning for the ten year old boy
and his cock leaked over his hand as he imagined him sucking another boy
his own age.

"Yeah, but I made him promise to suck mine too." Ben said in a whisper.

"And did he?"

"Yep." Ben said and Finn could picture the smile on his face.

"Did he make you orgasm?"

"Uh huh...  in his mouth.  It was awesome."

"I bet it was buddy," Finn said as he stroked himself listening to Ben's
voice.  "I wish I could have watched."

"I was gonna text you to tell you to hide in the shed but I couldn't." Ben
said.

"What'd'ya mean?  Where were you?"

"Behind your shed where you found me," Ben giggled.  "I kept thinking of
you when Cory was sucking my doodle and that you were probably inside."

*Fuck!* Finn thought as he held his phone with his head to his shoulder and
pumped his cock with long hard strokes as he roughly mashed his balls in
the other hand.  The voice of his little lover was quiet as he told Finn
what Cory had done and how he'd taught his friend to suck him like Finn had
done and it set Finn off listening to him.  He'd missed out on watching
Ben's cute friend Cory going down on him for the first time and he was
beginning to have second thoughts about not inviting him over too.

"I bet he tasted good huh Ben?" Finn said as he felt his orgasm approaching.

"Yeah, he tasted *goooood*."  Ben said copying Finn's words from the other
day and laughing.

He was so close now, the ache in his balls was about to explode.  "Not as
good as you though."

"How do you know?" Ben mocked.  "Maybe he tastes better than me!"

"Only one way to find out." Finn said.  His mind was cloudy with the image
of Ben behind his shed with Cory on his knees in front of him that he said
it without thinking.  He'd only caught a brief glance of Cory in the school
office, but that was all it took for Finn to explode.  He came as he
imagined that cute face contorted in sexual climax with his hairless cock
buried in Finn's mouth and covered his chest in semen.  He couldn't help
let a soft moan escape his lips and held the phone away from his mouth.  He
hoped that Ben hadn't heard and that he had no clue Finn was getting off
listening to his voice and talking about Cory.

"Can I bring him tomorrow?"  Ben asked hopefully.  "You'll like him `cos he
doesn't have any hair like me too."

Finn let out a long breath wishing he could say yes.  The thought of Cory,
another cute as fuck young preteen boy in his house who might be game
enough to get naked and fool around with Ben and maybe even Finn was enough
to keep him hard.  "Probably not a good idea kiddo," He said wiping his
spent semen from his hand onto his chest.  "Let's take that one a little
slow eh?  Besides, I was hoping to have you all to myself tomorrow."

"*Okaaayyyyy... * You're no fun." Ben sighed pretending to sulk before he
remembered something and his voice changed again.  "Hey what did your text
mean about Cory when you said eight and then a question mark?"

"Oh that," Finn laughed a little.  "It's my hot-little-boy scale.  First
number is how cute his face is and the second number is how sexy his body
is.  I couldn't tell with his uniform on so... he got a question mark
instead."

Ben giggled.  "Trust me, he'd be a ten.  What was I then?"

"You're a nine and twelve."

"A twelve?" Ben giggled and then his voice lifted a notch.  "Why only a
nine? I thought you said I was sexy!"

"You are, but you need a haircut so you get a nine for your face." Finn
teased the ten year old.

After promising to be there no matter what, Ben finally hung up the phone
well after 10pm leaving Finn alone in his house.  The life he'd built for
himself had seemed full and he wouldn't have given up his freedom to do
what he liked, when he liked and with who he liked for anything.  That was
until Ben had come along and now something had changed.  In the space of
only a week he couldn't imagine not being able to see him and touch him, or
to hear his sweet voice every day, but he knew that it was fantasy to
imagine anything else.  It wasn't often that Finn drank, but that night
he'd opened his 18 year old single malt Scotch whiskey thinking about Ben
and his sexy hot ten year old body and not being able to tell anyone else
that they were lovers.

He knew without a doubt that they'd only have an hour snatched every other
day or, if Ben could make up some story about staying back after school
they'd have at most a couple of hours together at a time.  Finn was feeling
a little depressed and drained his first drink fairly quickly knowing that
he wouldn't be able to get to sleep any time soon.  He wanted to shout out
to the world and point at Ben and have them know that he was his, but it
was impossible.  Their love would remain hidden away regardless of how much
he longed to just be around him every second of the day.  He'd never be
able to enjoy the simple pleasures of seeing his bleary eyes in the morning
and his hair stuck up in all directions after a night of blissful sex.  He
would never live under the same roof as he did and would miss out on so
much of his life and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.

As soon as he'd opened his eyes in the morning he regretted the three
drinks he'd had.  It was late; well past 8am but he rolled over and hid his
head under the covers but couldn't get back to sleep.  He eventually got up
and threw back a couple pills followed by a vitamin drink and walked naked
into his lounge to start the coffee brewing.  The same morose feelings from
last night still lingered in his thoughts even though he was excited to see
Ben again today and hoped his exuberance would rub off on him.  He knew it
would; how could the sexually charged energy of a ten year old boy not have
an effect on his state of mind?

Part way through his second coffee and sat at his desk scanning his emails
there was a knock on his door.  He quickly dressed and answered it, signing
for another package but this time it was a large plastic envelope which he
opened straight away and spilt the contents onto his coffee table.  There
were dozens of envelops and small packages, all fan mail that
what's-her-name from The Times had sent over.  He didn't feel much like
opening any of them and instead left them there on the table as his eyes
glanced over at the other package that had arrived yesterday for Ben.
Well, it wasn't really for Ben but he'd be the one using them.

Deciding to open the plain cardboard box, Finn got his first look at the
contents and smiled.  Ben would certainly have some questions and might
even balk at the idea once he learned what they were for, but Finn didn't
think so; not after what he'd said the other day about having to stretch
his tight hole for Finn to fuck him.  With that thought Finn felt his dick
rising as he imagined Ben going back to school with one of the plugs buried
in his ass and he hurried to the bathroom to take a long hot shower.  After
shaving his face, he then took his razor to his balls until they were as
smooth as he could get them before his rampant cock begged him to jack it.
He came against the wall within just a few minutes with his mind creating
fantasies of Ben going down on Cory and then fucking him from behind before
Finn flipped him over onto his back and ploughed into him too.  By the time
he finished and dried off he was feeling a lot better than he had when he'd
woken up.  He dressed in a pair of black briefs along with the same blue
jeans he'd worn the other day and a T-shirt and sat down at his computer in
the office.  He had at least an hour before Ben would arrive and he'd once
again left the doors wide open for him to let himself in, so he got to work
on the last few pages of his novel thankful that he was so close to
finishing.

As he worked, his mind kept going over the last couple weeks since he'd
first seen Ben at his window and his own experiences with Jay and the four
years they'd been lovers starting when Finn was just nine years old.
Thinking back all those years, he realized that he was following the same
slow script with Ben that Jay had used to progress their sexual
relationship.  It had started even before his mother had left him alone in
Jay's care; a seemingly innocent touch of his small bulge in his tight
shorts or the intimate tickling of his navel as he lounged over him
watching TV and the inevitable raspberry blown onto his stomach during
their many wrestling matches.  Jay had lavished his attention on Finn and
he'd soaked it up having never had an older male to look up to so when he
was finally left alone with Jay that first time, he'd felt so special when
Jay had told him he loved him.

Finn had come home from school and stripped down to just his trousers
before helping his Mom make bread in the small kitchen ready for when Jay
arrived for dinner for the third time that week.  By the time they put it
in the oven his young smooth chest was damp with sweat, but he busied
himself setting the table knowing that his Mom expected it of him without
being told.  He placed a setting at the head for his Mom and one either
side for both him and Jay.

"My darling," She'd said softly.  "Wouldn't it be so much more lovely if
you and Jay sat together on one side?  I'll sit on the other side just
watching my two beautiful boys.  Wouldn't you like that?"

"Okay." Finn had answered as he moved the place settings around.  He was
used to the way his Mom talked to him trying to make it sound carefree and
wistful, but to Finn it was just airy-fairy and kinda like someone would
talk to a baby.  But he never said anything because he loved her and it
would hurt her feelings.

"And my love, why don't you go put those trousers in the laundry.  I'm sure
you'll be much more comfortable without them on."

"Yep."  Finn said and stripped right there pulling both his trousers and Y
fronts down at the same time.

"No no no, sweet pea," His Mom said looking over at the table.  "Closer
together."  She went over and moved his place a few inches closer to where
Jay would be sitting.

Once she was happy with the settings, she'd turned to Finn and held out her
hand for his trousers.  "I'll put these in the laundry my lovely, you go do
your homework before Jay gets here so you two can play."

Finn grinned and almost jumped up and down.  "Okay!"  He said before racing
to his bedroom and pulling out his schoolbag.  Jay was so much fun and
didn't prance around like his mother did, pretending to be fairies or some
other girly game that he hated.

An hour later when he heard the knock at the door, Finn raced from his room
yelling "I'll get it!" and pulled it open without bothering to see who it
was in his excitement first.  He looked up at Jay and wrapped his arms
around his waist and hugged him tight before reaching for his hand and
practically dragging him inside.

"Hey tiger," Jay said as Finn led him into the lounge with one arm
outstretched in Finn's hand and a bottle in the other.  "How's my favorite
boy?"  Finn turned around to see Jay glancing down at his bum just before
looking back up.

Jay was so cool!  He wore tight fitting 501 jeans and a buttoned up shirt
with the two top buttons undone and an old hat on his head.  He'd only
known Jay a few weeks, but he'd been around plenty of times already since
his Mom had started inviting him over for dinner and Finn liked him a lot.
He'd even brought him one of the Nintendo games as a present one time they
were out shopping with his Mom, and Finn had expected her to tell him not
to but she hadn't.

"Good!  You wanna play Cluedo?" Finn asked hopefully.

"Sure, just let me say hi to your Mom and put this down." Jay said holding
the bottle up for him to see.  "Maybe she'll even let you have a bit with
dinner."

Finn smiled knowing that she probably would.  He'd had beer before and wine
too and the more his Mom drank, the more she'd let him have which sometimes
made him feel a bit funny.  Jay disappeared into the kitchen and Finn went
back to his room to put his school work away and grabbed the board game
from his wardrobe.  He came back out into the lounge and crept through the
dining room to poke his head around the corner to see what was taking Jay
so long.

"God, is he ever." Jay was whispering.  "He's got a hot body for his age."

"So what are you waiting for then?  He really likes you and it *is* why
you're here isn't it?"  His Mom had said.  Jay's back was to Finn and his
Mom couldn't see around him to know Finn was listening.  Hearing Jay talk
about another man made his ears perk up and he wondered who they were
talking about.  He'd already figured Jay was gay ages ago and thought that
he was too since he liked looking at boys a lot more than girls, but he'd
never thought about Jay having a boyfriend or that his Mom even knew.

"This is so fucked up..." Jay said and Finn's mouth gaped open.  He'd never
heard Jay use the `F' word before.  "I can't believe you're okay with this."

"If he wasn't gay I would have shown myself but I think if I did that I'd
just put him off sex for years.  But you can teach him and show him how
wonderful sex is." His Mom said.

"Do you really think he wants to?" Jay asked her after a short pause.  "How
do you really know he's gay?"

"I don't know if he wants to.  He *is* curious and thinking about it though
and given the right encouragement, he'd probably want to experiment.  It'd
be better with someone he knows rather than some stranger out there and I
know he's gay because I'm his..."  His Mom stopped just as Finn stepped
around Jay and walked into the kitchen.

"Who's gay?" Finn asked hoping it was someone he knew.

Jay whirled around and his Mom's eyes widened in shock.  "Nobody sweetie.
Just a friend of Jay's." She said as Finn caught Jay glancing down at his
naked body again.  "Why don't you two darling boys go in the lounge and
play while I finish up in here."

With that, Finn dragged Jay backwards out of the kitchen and into the
living room picking up the game on the way.  He sat down in the middle of
the room with his legs crossed in front of him and laid the board out
holding the cards out for Jay to pick out three from each pile.  After the
game started and the pieces moved around the board, Jay got up and Finn saw
him adjust his 501's at the front before heading back into the kitchen.  He
came back out a minute later with a glass and laid down on his side with
his head in his hand a foot or two further up from the board.  They talked
about school and his friends a lot and although Jay had seen him naked
before, it was the first time that Finn had shed all his clothes outside of
the bathroom while he was there.  He caught Jay looking at him more often
than he usually did which in turn caused Finn to keep glancing at Jay to
see if he was looking or not.  Each time their eyes met, Jay would hold his
stare for a few moments before looking away.  More often than not his eyes
would travel down his body and between his wide open legs at his groin.

"Does your Mom usually let you go naked at home?" Jay asked after Finn had
caught him looking at his crotch for the umpteenth time and had whined out
a long `Whaaaaaaat?' in a high pitched voice.

Finn shrugged his shoulders and looked down at himself and his bare chest
and the few thin folds of skin stretching across his stomach.  Below, his
smooth navel was tanned the same color as the rest of his body and his
small penis hung loosely over the tight pouch of his nuts with the
circumcised head pointing down to the carpet.  "Mostly.  It feels better
without clothes on."

"You look better too." Jay said and smiled.

Finn rolled the dice and moved his piece.  "Why don't you take yours off
too?"

"Oh, I dunno about that buddy.  You might get a fright."

"Why?" Finn asked.  "I've seen lots of people at the camps without their
clothes on."

"Maybe later okay?"  Jay said.

"Okay."  Jay took his turn and moved three spaces.  "Duh!"  Finn moaned at
Jay seeing that he'd missed going into the Library.  "You coulda gone in."

"What?"  Jay said looking up at him and took another sip of his wine.  "Oh
yeah... Sorry.  I was thinking about something else."

Finn giggled and looked down to where Jay had been staring.  His flaccid
penis was on display between his crossed legs with his elbows resting on
his knees and his body leaning forward over the board.  What was so special
about his thing that Jay kept looking at it?

"Professor Plum, in the ballroom, with the candlestick." Finn said after
rolling his dice and moving his piece into the Ballroom.  He reached out to
Jay's hand and took the glass of wine from him putting it to his mouth.
After Jay had nodded his head giving him permission he took a sip waiting
to see if Jay would let him win again and lent back holding himself up with
one arm behind him. He didn't know how he knew, but he knew that Jay wanted
to see him like that just then.  He watched as Jay's eyes slowly roamed
over his reclining body and it made him feel good to think he was watching
him so closely but he didn't really know why.

"Did I win Jay?" Finn asked looking down at him through the glass as he
took another larger mouthful of wine.

Jay didn't even look at his cards.  He just dropped them face down on the
board as he looked back at Finn's face.  "Yes buddy you did."

It wasn't a surprise to Finn that Jay had let him win.  He had the
`Candlestick' card in his hand so he knew that Jay was lying, but that's
what adults did; they let kids win.  What Finn also knew was that whenever
Jay let him win he'd usually start tickling him and that it'd turn into a
wrestling match with Finn pinned down on the ground under him.  Putting
Jay's glass on the table, he was expecting it when he shot up to pin him
down on his back and straddle his body.  He held Finn's arms above his head
with one hand and his legs either side of his waist as Finn shrieked in
delight.  He offered only a token resistance in trying to free his hands as
Jay wiggled his fingers closer and closer to his armpits.  His eyes darted
back and forth between Jay's and his approaching hand and saw him looking
down at his naked and perfectly hairless body with a look that he was
starting to like.

He squealed as Jay's fingertips made contact with the smooth soft skin of
his pits and he twisted his body from side to side trying hard this time to
get away.  He felt Jay shuffle backwards down his legs as he traced his
fingers down his chest and stomach stopping with his hand held flat over
the soft mound of his sex just above his dick.

"I bet I know where you're most ticklish..." Jay said and then Finn felt his
fingers brushing the end of his flaccid penis.  His body froze, and for the
first time in his young life he felt the touch of another person's hand on
his thing.  And it felt good.  *Really good.*

"That doesn't tickle?" Jay asked with a smile on his face looking down at
him.  "What about here?"  His feathery touch snaked down his short length
to circle around the small globe of his balls sending a shiver up Finn's
spine.  All he could do was nod his head up and down looking at what Jay
was doing and try not to giggle too loudly in fear his mother might come in
and tell them to stop.  Even at just nine years old, he kind of knew that
what Jay was doing was naughty but he didn't think his Mom would care.
She'd touched him there too until he'd gotten a stiffy after she'd told him
about sex and why his penis got hard sometimes, but he'd been too
embarrassed to ask if boys could have sex together too.  He didn't much
like the idea of putting his thing in a girl.  They screamed a lot and
played with dolls.

But, just as he felt his small dick starting to grow his mother poked her
head around the corner from the dining room.  "Sweeties..." She said and then
stopped when she saw them on the floor.  She couldn't see over the back of
the couch, but assumed that Jay had finally taken the first step with her
son.  With a smile she continued on as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
"Jay..." She said in feigned exasperation.  "Get off my boy or he'll think
you're trying to make love with him.  Can you come to the table...  Please?"

Finn groaned, embarrassed in front of Jay at what his Mom had said.
"Mom...!"  He grizzled and smiled shyly up at Jay wondering if he knew that
that's exactly what he'd been thinking.

"Come on sport." Jay said lifting up off his body and held out a hand to
him.  "Let's go eat."

Finn could see the bulge in Jay's 501's and realized for the first time
that Jay could probably tell him everything he hadn't asked him Mom.  She
was a *girl* after all; how could she know what his thing felt like when it
got hard or if boys could have sex.  Jay would know and his was hard right
now too.  He could see it.  His Mom had said it only got hard when you
wanted to have sex, so did that mean that Jay *did* what to have sex with
him?  But he wasn't a girl and couldn't have a baby and he definitely
didn't have anywhere for Jay to put his thing in!

Jay saw the quick glance that Finn took of the bulge in his jeans and the
confusion in his face.  "You okay bud?"  Jay asked.

"Yeah."  Finn said.  He was so confused and had so many questions and just
wanted someone to explain it all to him so he didn't feel stupid.  Why
would his Mom say that if boy's *couldn't* have sex?  Did that mean they
could?

He decided then to ask Jay as soon as his Mom went into the kitchen to do
the dishes after diner and got up holding onto Jay's hand.  Jay looked down
at him and smiled again.  "You sure you're okay?"

"Yeah."  Finn said again as they walked into the dining room.  He let go of
Jay's hand and then felt it a moment later on his bare shoulder as he sat
down and wriggled his naked ass on the cushion.  Scooting forward, he
hooked his feet around the legs with his smooth thighs parted and sensed
Jay's gaze on him looking down between his legs.  He didn't look around but
somehow he just knew where he was looking and then he felt a hand on his
knee squeezing him.  Finn couldn't help it; he squirmed and twisted his
body sideways and pulled his leg away.

"Stop it Jay..."  He said giggling and looking up at him.  "It tickles."

"It's supposed to."  Jay said but he took his hand away.

For the next half hour he shoveled food into his mouth and tried to seem
interested in what his Mom and Jay were talking about.  Something to do
with Nelson Mandela being released from prison, whoever he was, but his
attention was focused on his leg constantly brushing against Jay because of
how close his Mom had made him set the places.  It was only when he'd
finished that he realized Jay had moved his arm to rest along the top of
his chair and when he lent back Jay stretched his arm around his neck and
stroked the palm of his hand over Finn's naked chest.  It felt nice there
and a few moments later, Finn felt him rubbing his thumb back and forth
right over his nipple which suddenly became very hard just like his dick
did when he played with it.

They kept talking but his ears perked up at the mention of Jay going with
them to the nudist camp.  Jay took his arm from around Finn and lent
forward with one elbow on the table and the other dropped below to slowly
stroke up and down Finn's leg and the inside of his thigh.  Finn looked
down at his lap and then back up to his mother to see if she was watching
but she wasn't.  It was funny, but it made him think of how he'd seen the
bulge in Jay's jeans and then his own little dick started to do the same.
Maybe if Jay went with them next time Finn would see him naked.  He'd seen
loads of men naked but he *really* wanted to see Jay.

Just as he was about to lower his hand down to cover himself his Mom
startled him by pushing her chair back and scrapping it along the wooden
floor.  "Oh my goodness," She said putting her hand to her mouth.  "How
silly of me.  I forgot I told Skyler she could do a reading for me tonight."

Finn's heart dropped knowing that Jay would leave before he'd had a chance
to ask him all about sex and if two boys could do it together and how.  Now
he'd have to wait until next time Jay visited, and worse still, he'd have
to go with his Mom to his Aunt's house and be bored out of his brain.  They
didn't even have a TV or anything and his cousin was such a *girl* even
though he was a boy, but he did kinda look nice.

"Could you be a darling Jay and look after my sweet boy?  You don't mind
staying the night do you?"  His Mom asked.  He looked up hopefully at Jay
and when he looked back at him, Finn nodded his head up and down with his
eyes wide and his eyebrows raised.

"Yeah Jay, stay here with me."  He said with the hope evident in his voice.

"Where would I sleep?"  Jay asked.  Finn felt the hand on his leg creep up
and Jay's fingers tickled the skin of his inner thigh in small circles,
inching closer and closer to his growing erection.  Finn no longer cared if
he got a stiffy in front of Jay and hoped he'd touch him down there again.

"Well, I'm not having a guest sleep on the couch."  His Mom said and winked
at Jay thinking that Finn wasn't looking.  "You'll have to sleep in Finn's
bed with him."

Finn took in a quick breath as Jay's finger grazed his hard little nail now
poking up from between his thighs.  He looked down at Finn and smiled
keeping his eyes on his, "So how about it champ?  You okay if I sleep in
your bed with you tonight?"  He said as he slowly drew his finger up and
over his small gland and down the other side making it twitch.

All Finn could do was nod his head up and down and smile and eek out a
quiet "Uh huh."  Somehow Finn knew that Jay wanted to sleep in his bed with
him even though he was pretending he didn't.  He couldn't remember sleeping
in the same bed with someone else except his Mom but he wanted to with
Jay.  Bed was where people had sex so maybe that meant they would too.

Although Finn didn't see it, his mother smiled at Jay and raised her
eyebrows with a look that said `Told you so' before he took his hand away
and shifted in his seat.  "Well, why don't Finn and I clear the dishes away
while you get ready." Jay said to his Mom.

"Oh no dear," She said standing up.  "I'll do those in the morning.  You
just go into the lounge and carry on with whatever you were doing with
Finn.  I'll be back out in just a few minutes to say goodbye."

Finn looked up at Jay beaming.  He remembered what Jay had been doing
before they were called in for dinner and where his hand had been.  He
hoped Jay wanted to do that again.

"Oh Finn dear," His Mom said as he got up.  "Did you want some wine?  I'll
just pour the rest of this into your cup."  Without waiting for an answer,
she tipped the rest of the wine into his plastic cup filling it almost half
way.  It was the most she'd ever let him have in one go and his eyes
widened figuring she must be in a *really* good mood.

"Come on squirt, let's watch some TV." Jay said picking up his glass and
holding his hand out to Finn. He jumped up forgetting that his dick was
hard and didn't see his mother look down at it and back up to Jay with an
approving smile on her face.  With cup in hand, Finn took a big gulp and
clasped onto Jay's hand tightly as he was led into the lounge.  Thoughts
swirled around his head about what it would be like to share his bed with
Jay and if they'd both fit without falling out.  He'd ever slept in the
same bed with an adult except his Mom, but she didn't really count and that
was when he'd been just a kid so he'd been much smaller then.  For them
both to fit, they'd have to sleep really close together.

With a sense of excitement, he let go of Jay's hand and went straight for
the couch taking another huge mouthful of wine before sitting down into the
corner as Jay picked up the remote and turned the TV on.  His new
babysitter looked around at him with his feet tucked under his butt and his
legs spread apart and he saw him look down at his hard three inch [7.5cm]
hard-on.  Finn's eyes darted to the bulge in Jay's jeans as he held the cup
up to his mouth and he could tell that Jay's thing was hard too.  As soon
as his Mom left, he was going to ask him why they got hard and if he did
the rubbing thing the same as he did that made his dick feel really good.

"Scoot over bud," Jay said.  "What'dya feel like watching?"

"I don't care." Finn said moving over to let Jay take the corner seat.  As
he flipped through the channels, Finn lent his body into Jay's cradling his
cup in both hands trying to think how he was going to ask about the sex
stuff.  His attention caught on the TV seeing one of his favorite movies
was on.  He'd read `The Never Ending Story' a few months ago and loved the
movie but the book was much better.  He wanted to write a book like that
one day.

"The Never Ending Story!" Finn shouted.  "Can we watch that *pleaaaaase!*"

"Sure," Jay said flipping back to the right channel.  "Why don't you come
up and sit here."  He patted his knee and held his arm out to Finn.

Finn took another sip of his wine and then lent forward and put it on the
table before crawling over Jay's lap and snuggled into him.  He felt Jay's
hand underneath his butt doing something with his thing before he held him
by the hips and pulled him up a bit.  With his attention so quickly glued
to the TV, his small erection had softened and he paid no mind to what Jay
was doing.  He lent into Jay's chest as he felt him pull him backwards with
his head on his shoulder and Jay wrapped his arms around him in a warm
cuddle.  This was the best movie ever but he didn't like this part.  Atreyu
and his white stallion Artex were searching for Morla in the Swamps of
Sadness when Artex sank in the mud and drowned.  The first time he'd seen
it he'd cried and he held onto Jay's arms wrapped around him seeking
comfort and he barely even noticed when his Mom came in to say goodbye.

"Finn sweetie..."  His Mom repeated.  "Are you listening?"

"Yeah." He said without taking his eyes off the TV.

"Be a good little angle and do whatever Jay says.  You two might be in bed
by the time I get home so I'll see you in the morning okay?"

"Okay." He said and turned to her briefly and smiled.

"Have fun."  She said but Finn wasn't listening.  He didn't hear her
whisper "You too." to Jay with a wink.  And with that she was gone and his
attention was back on the television.

Jay moved beneath him and his hand gently stroked his smooth chest as his
eyes were riveted to the TV.  He shifted forward a bit thinking that Jay
was uncomfortable but his hand held him in place and he felt his other hand
down by his back between them.  Finn briefly glanced around at Jay and
smiled when he winked at him.

"Stand up a sec Finn," Jay said.  He hopped up and stood watching the TV
again, but when he heard Jay pulling his shirt off he turned back around.

Jay just smiled at him and threw his shirt on the floor and then stood next
to him.  He reached down to his crotch and undid his fly and Finn looked
from his bulge to the TV and back again torn between which to look at.

"Now that your Mom's not here we can both be naked."  Jay said and sat back
down once he'd kicked off his jeans and underwear.  When he saw Jay's huge
dick flopped over his navel and curving in towards his thigh he stared at
it for a few seconds and then looked up at Jay.  He'd seen plenty of men's
dicks before but his was the first one he'd seen up close and the only
adult one he'd thought about and really wanted to see.  It wasn't as big as
others he'd seen at the camps and in the communal showers, but once in a
while when he caught one of the men staring at him he'd seen that sometimes
their dicks were hard.  He could tell Jay's wasn't hard, but it wasn't soft
either.  He really wanted to look at Jay's one now and ask him the
questions about sex, but they didn't have a VCR to record the movie with so
he figured he'd wait until it finished.

He jumped back up onto Jay's lap with his eyes focused on the TV, but
before he settled into his body Jay's hand was again between them and he
felt him wedge his dick into his butt crack.  It felt weird and harder than
it had been just a few moments ago but he didn't mind and he lent back with
his head on Jay's shoulder.  As soon as he'd gotten comfortable Jay's arms
again surrounded him with one hand on his chest, his fingers tucked under
his armpit and the other flat on his stomach.  He felt warm and comfortable
and stretched his legs around Jay's as he rested the top of his head
against Jay's cheek and he was sure he heard him take in a deep breath.

It started so slowly Finn didn't even realize it at first.  He thought it
was just Jay's breathing that made his body rise up and down but when he
felt Jay's fingers begin to tickle his stomach he started to take notice.
It wasn't his breathing that made Finn's waist lift up, it was his hips;
Jay was moving his hips up and down and now that he paid attention to it,
he could feel his hard dick moving back and forth between his crack and Jay
was actually pushing him down onto it with his hand.

The adverts came on and Finn twisted his body around to look at Jay with a
questioning look on his face.  When Jay smiled back at him, he glanced back
down as his babysitters hands went to his inner thighs and gently teased
his legs apart digging his fingers into the soft flesh an inch away from
his nuts and almost as far as his ass cheeks.  He dragged Finn's slender
body up to fully enclose his hard penis between the valley of his crack and
nuzzled his face into Finn's neck as he felt Jay once again circle his
fingertips over the ticklish skin of his navel.  It made his tummy tense
and he felt a tingling sensation inside him just under his dick whenever
Jay's fingers grazed over the raised mound of his groin.  It felt like
Jay's fingers had somehow burrowed into him and were tickling him on the
inside and he stiffed a soft moan as he tried to fight the need to squirm
in delighted torment and his toes curled painfully with the sensation.

Finn knew that as well as what he was feeling, what Jay was doing with his
hips moving up and down was making him feel good like it did when he rubbed
himself down there.  Jay's breathing got heavier and heavier on his neck
and his fingers where groping inside his thigh really close to his nuts and
pushing his bum down into him.  Looking at Jay's hands, Finn thought how
huge they seemed inside his thighs; his fingers grasping and digging into
his flesh between his outstretched legs.  Even his thumb pressing into the
soft mound of his sex was bigger than the small worm of his soft one and a
half inch [4cm] dick.  He slowly stroked back and forth with his thumb
closer and closer to his thing as his fingers circled and lowered until
they touched his tight little ball sac.  The ever present movement beneath
him lifted his waist up and down in slow rhythmic motions and Jay pressed
up into his balls and then started to rub them with two fingers sliding up
and down.  His tiny dick started to grow and rolled over his balls to angle
up at him and Jay's finger traced up its short length until it rose off his
mound and lengthened into a semi hard stub.

He let his arms hang loosely by his side as Jay's fingers gripped and dug
into his thigh, rocking his light weight body up and down in short
movements as he nuzzled his face into his neck and kissed him there.  Finn
relaxed into Jay and let him explore his hands over his body, stroking the
flat of his palm over his chest and the tips of his fingers moving back and
forth between his stomach and the tight orb of his balls.  His hands were
everywhere and at times held his slender hips as he rocked back and forth
beneath him as Finn watched, transfixed by what Jay was doing with his body
and took in a sharp breath when he covered his small dick and balls with
his hand.

It felt so good that he stopped breathing for a few seconds but it got even
better when Jay hooked his thumb under and held his hard little dick with
two fingers and started to stroke him up and down.  He glanced up at the TV
and saw that the movie had started again; he didn't want Jay to stop what
he was doing but just then the camera zoomed in for a close up of Atreyu.
The dark skinned boy had long brown hair and his chest was bared with just
the gold and silver medallion around his neck.  Finn's mind conjured up an
image of him naked doing the same thing to him as Jay was and he let out a
stifled moan.  Jay's other hand slid down between his thighs and cupped his
balls and ground up into him as he pressed his fingers hard into the soft
skin below his sac making Finn writhe on his lap.

"God yeah..." Jay moaned into his neck as his lips brushed over his skin
close to his ear.  "Does that feel good?"

"Uh-huh," Finn gasped as Jay's fingers continued their up and down motion
on his dick.  He could feel Jay's thing pushing up into his crack and
sliding back and forth and he wondered if it was kinda like the same thing
he did when he rubbed himself.

He kept his eyes riveted to the movie and only glanced down at what Jay was
doing whenever there was a scene with Atreyu and his dick hot harder.
After the third time of that happening Jay whispered into his ear.  "You
like him don't you Finn."

"Yeah," Finn said watching as the camera pulled back showing off the boy
actor's bare chest again.

"He's cute isn't he?" Jay said to him as he shifted below him.

Finn just nodded his head with his eyes darting between the movie and his
hard dick.  Jay held him tightly around the hips with one hand as his body
slowly undulated up and down with Jay's movements.  Atreyu was just waking
up wrapped in Falcor's arm and was trying to sneak away when Jay pulled his
legs further apart with one hand gripping him firmly by the thighs and the
other still rubbing up and down his thing.   He could feel him begin to
push up harder into his bum and his whole body rolled back and forth a few
inches with every thrust.  No longer watching the movie, his eyes closed to
mere slits as he concentrated on the feelings spreading from the tip of his
straining gland to the root of his thin shaft.  With his arms hanging
loosely at his sides he let Jay grope and fondle him between his legs and
enjoyed the massaging of his small dick and balls until he felt his
babysitter tense and moan into his neck.

The hand covering his hairless groin squeezed tightly around his nuts and
Jay's fingers dug into the soft tissue of his scrotum as he thrust up into
Finn and held him there.  Jay moaned into the nape of his neck with Finn's
hips seemingly floating in the air, his body suspended and laid out in
front of him as Jay buried his cock into the soft spongy valley of his
ass.  He felt it pulse and jerk within his cheeks and then a few moments
later as his back came back down to rest on Jay's stomach, a warmth crept
up his lower back as if hot water were being poured over him.

Jay's hand relaxed at his crotch and he could feel his babysitters heavy
breath panting over his neck and shoulder as his urgent movements slowed
until Finn's slender body was still once more.  The slacking of Jay's
fingers on his hard nail made Finn groan in frustration and he lifted his
hips up into his hand.

"Don't' stop." He said almost in a whisper and put his hand over Jay's.

"You like that huh?" Jay said from behind him as he held his hard little
boner in his fingers again and started to massage back and forth.  "Does it
feel good?"

"Uh-huh...  Like when I rub it."

"You masturbate?" Jay asked him with his big hand once again caressing his
smooth chest.

Finn relaxed his head back into Jay's shoulder lifting his chest up into
Jay's hand and spread his legs further apart invitingly.  Masturbate?  He
didn't know what that word meant, but he figured it was something to do
with making his dick tingle.  "What's that?"  He asked.

"What I'm doing now, except when you do it to yourself." Jay explained as
he continued the slow up and down movement on his thing.

"Yeah," Jay giggled.  "I do it a lot."

"Since when?"

Finn thought about that for a second trying to remember as Jay's finger's
worked up and down his short little dick.  "I dunno..." He said in a quiet
voice and started to slowly raise his hips in time with Jay's fingers.
"Since I was about seven maybe?"

"Seven?" Jay said.  "Wow, I didn't start doing that until I was ten or
eleven.  How'd you know how to do it?"

Finn shrugged his shoulders.  "I just did.  It got hard sometimes and it
felt good to rub it."

"Did your Mom show you how?" Jay asked and his hand stopped moving.

"Noooo!"  Finn said turning his body a little to look around at Jay.  He
felt the sticky mess at his back and as he turned and looked down, he saw
Jay's softening dick wedged between his cheeks covered in a creamy film.
Finn had noticed a little earlier that Jay was like some of the other men
and boys he'd seen with skin over the knob of his dick, but now it was
pulled back and he could see the fat head of his thing with milky white
liquid oozing from the slit.

"Is that the stuff that makes babies?" Finn asked staring down at it.  He
knew about sperms; his Mom had told him that's what babies were made out of
but he didn't really know how.  And he really didn't know why Jay was
making them now since he wasn't a girl.

Jay smiled and glanced down to where he was looking and gently stroked his
hand up and down Finn's side.  "Yeah it is buddy.  It's called semen."

"Why's it coming out?"  Finn asked as he wriggled to one side and pressed
his finger into it on Jay's navel and swirled it around.  It was matted
into the short hair around Jay's dick and sliding his hand between them, he
could feel it on his bum cheek and half way up his back.

"Because that's what happens when it really likes someone and you rub it."
Jay said.

"Is that why it gets hard?"

"Is what why?" Jay asked him.

"Because you wanted someone to rub it and make babies."  Finn said not sure
he really understood what he was asking.

"No little man, I didn't want to make babies." Finn said smiling down at
him.  "It got hard because I like you and...  Well, I wanted to make you feel
good too."

Finn looked down at his own small dick pointing out from between his legs
and then back up to Jay.  "It's still hard."

"I noticed." Jay said with a smile.

After a short pause Finn looked up at Jay again and smiled.  "It keeps
doing that but I don't know why."  He said not in the least shy about it.

"I think I have an idea why," Jay said.  "But you should call it your penis
or... cock.  It's not a `thing'.  You're not a little boy anymore."

"My cock..." Finn giggled testing the word out before turning around and
laying back into Jay's chest.  His mind played over what Jay had just said
about liking him and he looked down at his small body in stark contrast to
his babysitters.  He'd brought his knees together when he'd turned around
and they were now nestled between Jay's and seemed so tiny compared to the
thick muscled thighs surrounding his legs.  Equally as muscled and defined
were his chest and shoulders and the arms that wrapped around him were firm
and strong.  But there was one difference between them that stood out more
than the rest; while Jay had a light covering of hair on his arms and legs
and of course around his groin, Finn on the other hand was completely
hairless and smooth apart from the shaggy brown hair on his head.  For the
first time, he thought about his body as something more than just skin and
bones and organs, instead he now looked at it as something else; something
that other people might like to see and touch and feel.

As soon as he thought it, he realized then that he *wanted* Jay to see him
and to touch him because it made *him* feel good too.  He wanted Jay to
touch his...  *cock* again and to rub it like he'd been doing before.
Suddenly feeling anxious and wondering if he was wrong, he slowly spread
his legs apart and lifted them over Jay's to hook his feet under his knees
with his hard little dick pointing up over his smooth navel.

With his heart pounding in his chest, Finn felt Jay's hands move back and
then under his arms to creep along his sides and hold him by the hips.  It
felt good letting Jay touch his body and he breathed in deeply as the
fingers of one of Jay's hands lightly traced small circles over his
immature chest.  The other moved back down to lay flat on his waist and
stomach and he could feel Jay getting hard again underneath his butt.

"Do you really like me?"  Finn asked tilting his head to one side as Jay
kissed him there.

"What?" Jay said close to his ear.  "Of course I do.  Why did you ask that?"

"You said you liked me before."  Finn said and as if to emphasis it, he
reached down over Jay's hand and grasped his hard little nail in his small
fist and gave it a tug.  "I like you too."

"Do you really?" Jay asked moving his hand forward over his navel inching
closer to Finn's hand and his hard dick.

"Yeah."  Finn said.  He took his hand away and let Jay trace a finger along
the soft smooth skin of his hairless mound and up the underside of his hard
little cock.  Almost instantly the same thrilling sensation rose up from
deep in his groin as if Jay's fingers were tickling him just underneath his
skin.  His touch was so soft and gentle that he barely felt it as Jay
traced three fingers up and down his short erection, tickling his tight
wrinkled balls each time he descended to the base.  Finally, coming to the
tip once more he slid his thumb under and holding him with the three
fingers, gave him a light squeeze before starting to move back and forth.

"Can you put my fingers in your mouth Finn?" Jay asked behind him.  He let
go of his hard little boy cock and brought his hand up to his face and held
it there while reaching down between his spread legs with the other.

"What for?" Finn asked with a quizzical expression on his face as Jay dug
his fingers into the soft flesh of his thigh right at the joint between his
leg and balls and forced it further apart.  With his legs stretched at a
ninety degree angle as far as they would go, Finn's hard little cock and
the hairless globe of his balls were fully exposed to Jay's hand.  His grip
eased then slid over the tight orb of his sac to cup his balls in his palm
making Finn bit his lip wondering why Jay wanted to put his fingers in his
mouth.

"Because it makes it easier to rub your cock and it feels better." Jay said
as he once again began pushing up into Finn's ass with his hips.  With just
the tips of his fingers, Jay tickled his smooth skin with a feathery touch
just under his nuts while keeping them held in his palm.  Finn lifted his
head off his chest and looked at Jay's fingers held an inch or two from his
mouth.

"C'mon sport.  I promise you'll like it."  Jay told him and pressed two
fingers to his lips.  Finn opened his mouth and let Jay slide his fingers
in over his tongue and closed his lips around them.  The taste was no
different than his own except there was a stronger earthy flavor to it, but
they filled his mouth almost completely.  He could feel Jay sliding his
fingers back and forth over his tongue, gently caressing it as if it was
the finest silk and scissored his fingers around the sides encouraging Finn
to slide it up between them.  Saliva poured from his glands and soaked
Jay's fingers in his mouth as he slowly withdrew them only to push them
back in over and over again.  Finn kept his lips held tightly around the
invading fingers like he used to suck his thumb when he was a kid and found
he actually enjoyed it.  Having a part of someone else's body in his mouth
and tasting them, even if it was just their fingers made him feel so close
to Jay and that he was sharing something special with him.

With a final slurp, Jay slid his fingers from Finn's mouth and held the wet
and glistening digits together in front of his face.  "Great job little
dude, that felt really good on your tongue." Jay said as he lowered his
hand down to Finn's hard nail pointing up at them straight as an arrow.
"You ready?"

"Uh-huh," Finn said nodding his head up and down.  He'd waited for ages for
Jay to rub him again and couldn't wait for him to touch him.  His waist
rose and fell with Jay's movements but not nearly as much as before and he
shuddered a little when he felt his slippery fingers touch him.  Jay began
to move them around his thin shaft coating his small dick with his saliva
before gripping him with two fingers and thumb and then started to rub up
and down and squeezing in with a little pressure.

At first Finn didn't know what to do with his hands.  He was used to doing
it himself and groping his own small nuts with his fist wrapped around his
pole hammering up and down, but now he had nothing to do with them.  Jay's
hands were all over his groin, alternating between holding and massaging
his nuts to lightly caressing them in his palm while reaching down between
his legs to tickle at the sensitive skin below.  His fingers had curled
around his dick and he now held his small cock tightly in his fist as he
slid up and down causing Finn to grind his hips up into his hand.  A small
whimper of pleasure escaped his lips as the incredible feelings coursed
through him and he unconsciously brought one hand up to his chest to circle
around a hard nipple.  His other hand snaked down his slender body to his
hairless mound and rubbed back and forth with his fingers splayed around
his cock and Jay's moving fist.

Finn relaxed his head back into Jay's chest and succumbed to the growing
build-up of orgasm.  His whole mind was concentrated on the sensations that
burnt between his legs as Jay groped and squeezed at his dick, pushing up
with ever increasing urgency with his hips sliding his huge cock back and
forth in the tight embrace of his ass cheeks.  He closed his eyes and let
out a shuddering breath as his dick started to tingle and he could feel the
familiar rise in his balls just before orgasm, but it was like nothing he'd
felt it before.  The tingling in his small dick was worse than at any other
time and his little three inch [7.5cm] cock was rock solid in Jay's grasp;
the small mushroomed head sliding in and out of his closed hand with a
muffled squelching sound on each down stroke as Jay's fist slapped against
his balls.

He resisted the urge for as long as possible, but he couldn't help himself
from clasping his hands over Jay's and squeezing his tiny fingers around
his compelling him to tighten his grip as he stretched his legs apart until
they hurt.  It was as though he no longer had control of his own body; he
trembled as his breath came in short rasps and his hard little cock felt
like it was on fire.  With his eyes closed and biting his lower lip, Finn
let out an agonized moan into the air with his head held back into Jay's
shoulder.  His heart pounded in his small chest and it felt like his entire
body was reduced down to just the three inches of his cock in Jay's hand
and then his head was swimming.  It was as if a lightning bolt had hit him
as Jay's thumb swept over the head of his exposed gland making Finn gasp
and shudder from head to toe.

Opening his eyes for a brief few seconds and looking down his slim frame,
Finn saw with some excitement that the head of his penis had become
swollen, darker than he'd ever seen it like the color of an over ripe
plum.  Even the normally tiny slit gaped open each time Jay jerked down on
his rock hard boner exposing the flared rim and pulling the skin tight.
His legs trembled as he let out a slow moan of pleasure as an inner voice
he did not recognize urged him to give Jay what he most wanted; complete
and unfettered access to his crotch.  As his body rocked and heaved with
each tantalizing stroke, Finn lifted his legs up and hooked his feet under
Jay's letting his knees fall to the sides and pushed up into his fist.

Jay's hand was clutching at his thigh and Finn could feel the pinpricks of
sweat forming on his skin as he reached the place of delirious ecstasy, but
it had never been anywhere close to this.  His whole body shuddered as the
pressure built and the monster that his dick had become jerked relentlessly
again and again.  He was so far lost in the throes of sexual release that
he didn't even notice Jay's hand cupping his sex possessively, pushing down
on the dark blood-engorged stork of his twitching boyhood.  He only dimly
heard Jay say something about it feeling really good and him being a
`beautiful and sexy boy' and about how wonderful it felt to do that to
him.  He felt like he'd been given a wonderful gift that no one else had
and he slowly opened his eyes only to realize he'd collapsed onto his side
and Jay was holding him up looking down at him.

"Finn," He was saying.  "Are you okay buddy?"

He finally caught his breath and his voice was harsh and croaky.  "Yeah...
what happened?"

"You had an orgasm Finn." Jay said with concern.  "Haven't you had one
before?"

"Uh huh," Finn said.  "But not like that."

"What...  Better or worse?" Jay asked teasingly.

"Way better." Finn said as he stifled a yawn.  "When I do it in bed it
doesn't feel anywhere near as good."

"I'm glad."  Jay said looking down at him and then whispered into his ear.
"I love you Finn."

Finn felt his face involuntarily contort into a beaming smile as he hugged
Jay around his neck.  "I love you too."  He said.  And he did.  He loved
Jay more than he'd loved anything else in the world and without ever having
realized how much he craved it, hearing Jay say he loved him made him feel
like he was important and that he meant something to someone other than his
Mom.

They sat like that for a few minutes in silence, each turning back to the
television and watching even though the movie was almost at an end.  Finn
wasn't sorry he'd missed part of it and was even happy he had.  He wouldn't
have wanted to miss out on what had happened for anything in the world.
His eyes grew heavier and without resisting it they closed with the veiled
fog of sleep descending over him like a warm blanket.  His breathing grew
heavier and he was only vaguely aware of being carried to his room and into
his bed; the warmth of another body pressed into his back under the covers
and being held lovingly around his chest.

Finn had awoken in the darkness that night with Jay's hand brushing his
hips and around to his front feeling for his sex.  They'd done it again in
the darkness that night without a word spoken between them, just the soft
moans of a man and a boy enjoying each other's hands stroking back and
forth.  That night held a special place in Finn's heart.  It was the first
time that Jay had kissed him on the lips after they'd both come and they
fell asleep again facing each other laying on their sides.

That night had been the first of many excuses that his Mom found to need a
babysitter for Finn, and soon after that first time, Finn had asked Jay all
the questions he wanted answers to.  A week later he'd learned firsthand
just how good a `blow job' felt and got to taste Jay's semen in his mouth.
His Mom brought him a double bed and his old one was supposed to be for Jay
to use whenever he came over to stay which became more and more frequent.
But he never used it except when Finn convinced him to rough up the sheets
to make it look like he'd slept there instead of his own bed trying to keep
what they did together a secret from his Mom.

When he turned ten, Finn lost his virginity to Jay after waiting a whole
year.  He'd wanted Jay to do it and had told him he could, but Jay had told
him over and over again `not yet' until finally he'd given in and made love
to him.  And even though Jay told him it would hurt, it didn't.  Not much
anyway.  After that, Finn had wanted to do it all the time and it seemed
that whenever he did, his Mom always seemed to have some important errand
or job to do leaving him along with Jay yet again.

Looking back now, Finn smiled to himself in his office with renewed
affection towards his Mom for not making it too obvious to him that she
knew.  He looked down at the framed photograph on his desk.  Was he ever as
young as Ben is?  The ten year old Finn had his arms wrapped around Jay's
neck with their cheeks pressed together and they both smiled back at him
through the years.  Where had that boy gone?

The bell sounded outside and Finn looked up smiling.  He wouldn't leave Ben
just because he grew up.  He'd stay by his side if he could for as long as
he wanted him to.  He wouldn't leave Ben like Jay had left him.

He looked at the clock and started counting the minutes and seconds, timing
how long it would take Ben to get to his back door.

He didn't have to wait long...