Date: Thu, 2 May 2002 00:51:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Boy On The Beach pt 2

As I have said. I don't know this boy, or a boy like him. I don't know
anyone named Ian, well, I do but he is only ten, so wrong guy.  I do not
know anyone who is fucking or has fucked a fourteen year old boy, much less
myself. It's only a story, a figment of my demented imagination. Your job
is simply to enjoy it, jag if you want to.


It was late and Gino wanted to be in his hotel room before his parents
returned. I gave him my home and cell phone numbers, told him he could call
at anytime. If I was busy I would tell him, if he got either of my voice
messaging he could leave a message and we would hook up later.  At the door
of my hotel room I hugged him close to me then kissed him, long and
passionately, with Gino returning the kiss with an equal amount of energy
and enthusiasm.

I flew home the next day and went on with my life which was work, coaching
swimming at the "Y" and little else. As an MBA my days were generally long
although I did have some control over that. At day's end I retired to my
condo, one of those newer chrome and glass things complete with full gym,
pool, and sauna.  Long hours do have their rewards.  Gino called as soon as
he got home and we talked about when and how we might get together. I was
going to be out of town again for 4 days but after that I was suppose to be
home for awhile. We would be able to hook up then.  When I returned from my
trip there were a few messages from the boy, just saying hello, welcome
home, that kind of thing. He called me on my first night home and we talked
about getting together over the weekend. His parents were generally gone
weekend nights so when we talked that Thursday, he asked if I could meet
him in front of the movie theatres in the Westside Shopping Center. I said
I would be there at Seven.

The drive was 20 minutes on the freeway which was almost a pleasure for
me. I was driving a 4 month old Acura NSX, midnight black pearl, tinted
windows, and killer wheels. Most definitely a drop dead hot looking and hot
driving car.  People always stare at the car and this night was no
exception as I roared to a stop in front of the theatres and punched the
down button for my window to let Gino know it was me. It took him about ten
seconds to respond and that he did with an ear to ear grin that showed off
his sparkling white teeth. He walked around to the passenger side, opened
the door, and lowered himself into the seat. Closing the door, he leaned
over to kiss me hello. I had rolled the window up so no one saw what he
did.  "I am so glad to see you Ian" he said, excitement evident in his
young voice. "Crip fuckin car" he added.

"I am very glad to see you too Gino and thanks, I love the car" I
responded. I dumped the clutch, spinning the wheels a bit and tore off,
heading for the closest exit. "So, what would you like to do tonight" I
asked the cute young teen sitting next to me.

He smiled at me again and said, "Weeeeeeeeellllll, I think" here he paused
for effect "that I would like", another pause, " to drink a small glass of
wine", pause pause, while we talk a bit, pause again, "then, hhhmmmmm, have
you fuck me".  I do not drink as a rule and certainly I don't supply
alcohol to minors but I could see that what he wanted was a kind of
intimate evening with me, not just sex and his thinking was that the wine
would help achieve that. A noble thought, I figured. So I said,

"Ok, I don't generally do that but I think I understand where you're coming
from". I pushed in a Johannes Lindsteed CD, jumped back on the freeway and
headed to my place. There is a little shopping center close to my condo so
I stopped and bought a bottle of Asti Spumanti, a sparkling wine that I
like. We got to my building and parked the car in the underground garage,
took the elevator and got off on the twenty fifth floor, walked around a
corner a few feet to my door and went in.  My entry is a short hallway that
empties into a large living room, and because I have all white carpet,
shoes come off at the doorway.  I had left a small light to see by, and the
living room drapes were wide open so Gino got an idea of the layout right
away. The view from my unit is spectacular, looking across a body of water
to the city on the other side, about a mile away. Gino was awe struck. I
told him to make himself comfy and look around while I poured the wine.
When I got to the living room he was looking at the native artwork on my
walls, which I informed him were limited edition prints done by a local
artist. I turned the light lower so that it, and the lights from outside,
created a wonderful seduction atmosphere. I popped a CDin the player: Love
songs From the Red Shoe Diaries, a collection of songs taken from the
movies of the same name. Cool, slow, and jazzy instrumental stuff that was
perfect for the occasion.

We sat on the sofa, close and kind of facing each other and chatted about
nothing in particular. I maintained a little body contact with him,
trailing a finger lightly along his arm or wrist while we talked.  About
half way through his glass of wine he moved a little closer and laid a hand
on my leg. We continued to chat, both of our hands absentmindedly moving on
the other's body. He finished his wine and set the glass on the coffee
table, then sat back, this time almost in my arm. I put my glass down and
let my arm drape across his shoulder, and rubbed a finger on the side of
his smooth boy-ish cheek and ran my hand through his inky black hair.  His
head lay on my shoulder and his hand was on my chest, rubbing slightly
before opening a couple buttons on my shirt and sticking his hand inside to
rub on skin, his fingers running over my nipples caused them to harden and
he tweaked them lightly.  He tilted his head up to look at me, and I
lowered my lips to his, kissing him tenderly, feeling the softness of his
young lips. Gino responded in kind, murmuring as he kissed me back. He was
wearing a T-shirt so I slid my hand up underneath and rubbed his chest, as
he was doing to me, softly and gently. I broke the kiss, and moved to his
chin, then his neck. He raised his head to allow me access and his
breathing quickened with the feelings he was experiencing. I pulled my hand
out from under his shirt and laid it on his knee then slowly rubbed up and
down the leg, squeezing lightly every so often to break the monotony. I
gradually kept my rubbing confined to the upper part of his leg and then
bumped against his crotch, which was hardened under the lightweight cotton
cargo pants he was wearing.

My hand moved to the bulge in the pants, squeezing, fondling, rubbing. His
breath came faster as I moved back to his lips, and my hand unsnapped the
waistband of his pants and unzipped the zipper. I rubbed on his hardened
boy flesh through his boxers and moving lower, squeezed on his fat balls.
Taking my hand out of his pants, I tugged on the waistband and Gino got the
idea, and lifted his butt to help me take his pants down. Once cleared of
his backside, I slid them all the way to the floor and let my hand trail
very lightly up his smooth hairless thigh to the edge of his boxer's leg.
My fingers continued, inside the leg, still tickling until I reached my
goal, his full hairless ball sac. His other leg had moved outward to allow
total access to his treasure and I took the opportunity to cup the full set
in my hand, fondling them. He moaned slightly from the feelings, squeezed
his legs together on my hand then released them again to full width. My
hand moved to the top of the ball sac to the base of his rock hard boy cock
and I gripped that easily and moved up the shaft, squeezing it tenderly as
I went. His hand went to my chin and moved it so our lips met again, all
tenderness gone and replaced by a lip crushing kiss and tongue dance.  I
took my hand out of his boxers, broke the kiss and got on my knees on the
floor. I pulled on the bottoms of his pants, taking them all the way off
and got between his smooth legs, pushing them farther apart. I put my face
on his crotch, nuzzling his balls with my chin and gripping his cock with
my lips through his shorts. I blew hot breath on it then moved higher,
blowing breath as I went. I stopped. Reaching up, I put my fingers in the
waistband and pulled them out from his body and then down, freeing his
seven inches of firm dark boy meat and the neat little patch of pitch black
hair at it's base. He almost sighed with the freedom. Boys like to be
naked, like to have their young cock and balls exposed, specially when they
are hot and sexed up and Gino most certainly fit that bill.

I removed the shorts, his socks and reached up and removed his t-shirt. The
cute young teen sat totally naked on my sofa, proudly showing of his firm
body and boyhood for me.  I stood up, then reached for his hand and pulled
him to his feet and moved to the center of the living room. I pulled my
shirt off then pulled Gino to me, kissing his lips, his neck, shoulder as
one hand slid across his firm back and lower to his waist then over his
firm boy bubble butt, which I squeezed on. My other hand was at the waist
of my pants, pulling them down then off. I pulled his waist to me, forcing
his hard cock into mine through my boxers. He ground his hips into me
seductively.  Gino's hand reached out and slid my shorts down far enough
for gravity to do the rest of the work, and I stepped out of them. We
pressed our bodies together, still kissing, hands running up and down
backs, sides, and over firm butts. I moved over to a large piece of
sheepskin and lowered him onto his back on it. He commented on the softness
of it on his skin. I lay next to him, rubbing my hand up and down his chest
and belly then onto his cock. I gripped it and began stroking it slowly, up
and down as I suckled in a brown nipple, bringing it to hardness as well. I
trailed my lips down his chest to his navel, licked inside of it and moved
downward although I couldn't go far since Gino's hard man sized cock was
right there.  I kissed the swollen head, licking the precum that was
flowing out of the slit before engulfing it in my mouth where I sucked and
tongued it. I took most of his boy cock deep into my throat, the head
touching the back of it, my hand cupping his balls. Gino moaned with
pleasure, his hands on my head, rubbing it while I deep throated
him. Pulling the fleshy pole from my mouth, I licked my way down it's
length until I reached his heavy wrinkled sac. I licked on that then moved
my body so I could lick and suck on his balls more properly, and lick
farther down under them, toward his hole. I wanted to taste his hole and I
could tell from the boy smell of his crotch that he had showered not long
before I picked him up.

I moved slightly to my knees so I could bend over his balls and get my head
down in between his legs. I pulled the balls up a little and began licking
under them, following the seam of skin downward. He moved his legs farther
apart so I could get in but all I could do was hit the very edge. I knew he
wanted my tongue there too so, laying my head on his leg I pulled on his
other leg and guided him to bring it up and over. Then I had him drape it
under my arm onto my side, in effect, kind of scissoring me between his
legs with his ass turned more up than down as the move put him almost on
his belly. I reached in, and grabbing his firm white boy buns, pulled them
apart, opening up the cave where we both wanted my tongue to be, and where
it went.  I licked and slurped and kissed and sucked at his tight puckered
hole, the area all around it and tried forcing my tongue into it. Gino
wiggled his ass as I rimmed him, moaning loudly the whole time.  Since my
lower body was close to his head, Gino grabbed onto my cock and began
stroking it, rubbing the head which was lubed up with my precum. I was
getting pretty hot, Gino was getting really hot as I spit on my finger and
slowly inserted it into his up turned asshole and slowly moved it
inward. It was really too dry and I told him so as I disentangled myself
from him and turned around, kissing him then asked,

"Do you want to stay in here or go to the bedroom?".  He said the bedroom
so I stood, and grasping his hand, pulled him to his feet and led him into
my room. I have a king sized bed with elaborate head board complete with
cabinets, drawers and mirrors and my room has a full wall of glass with the
same view as the living room. I had a very dim light on already, so
switched on speakers that put the music from the stereo in the room. I
pulled down the covers and laid my delicious looking young teen boy on the
bed, his dark skin contrasting on the sheets. Sitting next to him, I pulled
out the lube and placed some on my middle finger. I laid next to him and
began kissing his lips again, licking his nipples as my hand opened his
legs and my finger found his boy hole. I slipped my finger inside of him
all the way to my fist knuckle and my palm grazed on his balls as I slid
the finger in and out of his tight warm virgin hole. He moaned and moved
his hips as I grazed across his prostate, bringing his heat level higher.
After a few minutes I asked,

"Are you ready for me baby boy?". He whispered his response so I pulled a
pillow over and he lifted his slender boyish hips so I could slid it under
him. I snagged the lube and slathered it on the head and half way down my
eight inch man cock and kneeling behind him, I placed the head at his
entrance.  I pushed slightly, then a little more firmly, moving head in
through his hairless pink ring of muscle. He winced and groaned so I
stopped, telling him to relax his muscle and not fight it. His legs were
spread and I laid my hands on them, just below the inner knee, spreading
him more open. After a minute I moved in slowly, inch by precious inch of
my hard white cock disappearing inside his young brown skinned body. Before
long I bottomed out, my pubes touching his skin above and my heavy balls
touching skin below.  I asked how he was doing.

"I'm ok" he said, "how much of you is in me Ian, it feels really full".
When I told him he said "Wow, really" with pride evident in his voice, "all
of your man cock is in me".  I nodded as I slowly pulled out of him about
half way then moved back inside. I kept this up for a few minutes before
backing almost all the way out before driving back in and bottoming out
again. He began "unnggghh" sounds each time I went inside, and his face
began contorting a little in the pleasure pain he was feeling. I began
fucking him in earnest, starting to drive hard, almost slamming into his
virgin young body. Gino didn't seem to mind, in fact his moaning and
groaning got louder. I stopped and moved his feet so that they were flat on
my chest so that when I leaned forward it automatically raised his butt up
higher, giving me a deeper place to stuff my cock. I lubed up my hand and
reached between us to grab onto his bouncing throbbing fourteen year old
cock and each time I thrust inside of him, it caused his cock to thrust
into my hand.

"Oooohhhhhhh god, Oohhhhhhh god, Oooooohhhhhhhh, Mmmmmmmmm", he moaned as
the double action taking place on his body was raising him to places he had
only thought about. I could tell that he wasn't far off and neither was
I. I had dreamed of fucking a young teenage boy and Gino was by far the
youngest.  His body was so firm, yet soft, so smooth, the skin so taut and
he was cute, oh man was he cute and here I was, his legs in the air and my
cock buried as deeply as possible inside of him. I was not far from
squirting my self.  Suddenly his breathing changed, he gasped as I felt his
cock swell and BAM, he squirted.  My hand was only on his shaft so the head
was free. A long white glob of hot young teen cream shot out and landed on
his cheek just below his right eye, trailing to his chin. He was almost
screaming from the power and feelings of his orgasm as he shot four more
big globs of sperm onto his chest. My climax was right there from watching
his. I felt four or five convulsions of my cock inside Gino's body as I
forced my sperm deep inside of him. I had stopped the motion on his dick,
just holding it and his sperm dribbled out and dropped onto his belly
button.  I slowly stopped my motion and just sat there a moment before
taking his legs and dropping them back to the bed and, staying inside of
him, I leaned forward and kissed his lips. He smiled at me and I told him
to wrap his arms around my neck, which he did. I told him to hold on as I
pulled up, bringing him with me and sat back on my knees, driving my cock a
little farther into him. I hugged him to me and he hugged back as I rubbed
my hands up and down his back as I kissed him, feeling his ass, and
sticking my fingers down under to feel the hard piece of flesh entering his
young body and welding us together. He cooed, and murmured in my ear how
much he loved me and I murmured back to him. My cock was shriveling and
soon "plopped" out of Gino's tight hole, leaving him suddenly empty, which
he gasped at.

I moved him back down and lay beside him, brushing his hair with my
fingers, rubbing his cheek and looking into his dark eyes, half closed in
the afterglow of sex. "I love you Gino", I said not a little surprised that
I said it. A moment passed and then a tear slid from his eye, running down
his smooth cheek.

"My parents never tell me they love me, you are the first person in ages
that has said that to me. I love you too Ian, I have from the first
night. I know I can't live with you but I want to spend as much time as I
can with you". And with that he hugged me tightly.

" I think I can arrange that baby boy" I whispered to him. "I think I can
arrange that.  Let's go take a shower" and I got up, taking his hand and
led him into the bathroom.