Date: Sat, 9 Mar 2013 11:30:37 -0500
From: Jon Steynbeck <jon.steynbeck@gmail.com>
Subject: Boy Sex in the Future 2

This is the second part of the fantasy, Boy Sex in the Future.  I apologize
for the weird coding in the first episodes.  I encoded it incorrectly and
all the quotes became question marks.  The Nifty folks had nothing to do
with the bad encoding.

And thanks to all of you who have given me great ideas for coming
stories. Placing the story in the future opens up all kinds of concepts
that would be ridiculous today.

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Boy Sex in the Future 2

Jon.steynbeck@gmail.com


After our passionate sex session Zeb and I cuddled on the mats as we slowly
got some of our energy back.  It was about 5 in the evening and the
training was done.  Zeb had proven himself to be a natural lover and
between that and what I had exposed him to he was ready to pleasure his
real Daddy.  However, there was still a long evening and all of Sunday
left, so we were going to use it to just have fun together.

"C'mon baby," I said, picking up in my arms, "time for a nice hot bath.

"You going to take one with me?" he murmured, nuzzling into my neck.

"Of course, sweety, it's a big tub," I answered.

When we got to the bathroom I sat him down on the toilet and filled my
Jacuzzi with hot water and started the jets.  When it was full I climbed in
and beckoned him to follow.  When he climbed in I pulled him to me so he
was sitting with his back resting against my chest.  My hand naturally went
down to his cock and I gently fondled it as he moaned and rested the back
of his head against my shoulder.  I leaned my head down and softly kissed
his neck and ears.

"Mmmmmm, that's nice," he said softly.

"You are an exquisite lover, baby," I murmured softly.  "A total natural
with a sexy body to boot."

His cock was stiffening in my hand and I moved up to his belly to avoid
brining him to an orgasm.  He let out a big sigh as I gently stroked his
tummy and chest.

"So, tonight and tomorrow are just for play.  No more lessons unless there
is something you need to ask me about.  Okay, sweety?" I asked.

"I'm having so much fun," he giggled.

"Well, what do you want to do after our bath," I asked.

Zeb sat up and turned around.  Looking at me with a crooked smile he said,
"I want you to fuck me again, but this time I want you to cum inside me."

"I thought we decided we were going to save that for your Daddy," I said.

"No, you decided that, not me," he answered.

"Yeah, I guess I did," I smiled. "But don't you want your real Daddy to be
the first?"

"I want you to be the first," he said more seriously. "If you are going to
teach me everything,I want you show me what it feels like for a man to cum
inside me."

I paused, thinking about it.  There was no question I wanted to spunk up
his tight boy pussy. Cumming inside a boy's tight little hole is the best
part of sex with a boy.  Pulling out just before an orgasm takes supreme
will power.  A man instinctively wants to shoot his cum inside his boy and
pulling out reduces the intensity of the act with his boy lover.

"Okay," I finally said. "If that's what you want, then I'll do it."

A huge grin spread across his face. "I can't wait."

"Well, before you get too anxious to play again. I got other plans for
after our bath." I said.

"What's that," he asked frowning.

"We're going to the Boy Mall," I smiled.

Zeb almost jumped out of the tub from excitement.  "Really," he yelled,
"you aren't shitting me?  We're going to the Boy Mall?"

"Nope," I grinned, "you're old enough and I think every boy should go when
he is of age."

The boy mall was a small mall with boutique stores that catered exclusively
to men and their boys.  As the strictures against underage sex had ebbed
away over the years a few shops opened and tested the waters of providing
sex toys, erotic clothing, and services to man/boy couples.  Eventually,
they consolidated under one small mall so men and their boys could shop in
privacy with other like minded couples. To avoid having men coming in alone
with no interest other than gazing on sexy boys, the mall had a policy of
only allowing man/boy couples into the mall.  Even if you bought nothing,
just wandering around with your boy and gazing at the merchandise and other
shoppers was well worth the trip.  It had become a tradition for many men
to dress their boys up in highly erotic garments and then stroll around the
mall, showing off their conquest.  A certain status came to a lot of men
from having a profoundly desirable boy by their side.  It was better than
having a 10 inch cock.  I knew I was going to be the object of envy as Zeb
and I strolled around the shops.

I bathed Zeb thoroughly, which he enjoyed to the max.  He bent over and
spread his pillowy buns so I could carefully wash his little pucker.  I
think he was disappointed when I didn't bury a finger or two inside him,
but he didn't protest.

After we dried off I I brushed his hair and then to his mild protests put
some mascara on his eyelashes to make his already sexy eyes really stand
out.  When he looked in the mirror he smiled and agreed he liked what it
did to his eyes.  Next I applied some light rouge to his nipples, which
made them delectable.

"Why are you putting that on my nipples," he asked.  "No one's going to see
them."

I laughed.  "Well, we'll see after you are dressed."

In the bedroom I pulled out a pair of "Body Form Shorts."  Body form shorts
became all the rage after Monsanto developed a new stretch material that
was as thin as Saran Wrap and had an almost limitless capacity to stretch.
It was so thin that even the outline of body hairs could be seen when they
were worn.  They were so stretchable they were almost one size fits all.  A
bunched up pair could fit inside a half an eggshell with room to spare.

I stretched the shorts open in front of him so he could slide a leg inside.
He put a hand on my shoulder for balance as he slipped a foot through one
of the legs.

"My brother has a pair of these, but I've never worn them," he told me.

After slipping the other leg in he stood straight as I pulled them up his
legs and up to his hips.  These were low cuts and left his delectable inny
belly button exposed.  When they were on I turned him around and slipped my
hand down the front.  I grabbed his growing cock and pulled it up so it
rested at about two oclock on his pelvis.  Then I reached down lower and
pulled ball sack up so it formed into two round nuggets at the base of his
cock.  My handling of his cock, and the friction of the smooth fabric had
brought on a full erection and it made the most obscenely delicious outline
on his shorts.  The fabric formed around it perfectly and even his piss
slit was visible.  His butt looked even more arousing.  The fabric rode
inside his crack, framing each pillowy globe separately.  I was powerfully
tempted to rip them off and fuck him right on the floor.

For a top I slid on tight little white t-shirt that was practically
transparent.  His rouged up nipples shone wonderfully against his pale
skin.  Zeb looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.

"Looks kinda hot," he said.

"Not kinda, baby," I laughed.  "I better carry a billy club to fend off the
men."

For footwear I gave him a pair of black lycra slip ons with thin rubber
soles.

It was not considered good form for the men to dress provocatively so I put
on a pair of dress slacks and a gray polo shirt.  Before we left I grabbed
Zeb's Coming of Age ID and slipped it in my wallet.

At the mall Zeb's eyes were as big as saucers when he saw the varied forms
of erotic dress many of the boy's wore.  The mall was an opportunity for
boys to exhibit, through clothing, the kind of boy lover they were. Some
were dressed in outfits like Zeb's that showed off the curves of their
bodies, and their growing masculinity.  Other's were dressed in very
feminine clothing almost more suitable for a lingerie model.  In either
case, there wasn't an unfuckable boy in the mall.

Zeb was getting a lot of drooling stares as he walked with me.  The eyes
usually went from his gorgeous boy face, to his pert pink nipples and then
rested on his erection.  From the moment Zeb and I walked into the mall he
had sported a throbbing erection that was larger than most boys his age.
The stares and approving looks only served to keep it hard and throbbing.
He obviously had a little of the exhibitionist in him.  On the other hand,
he made sure to hold my hand the entire time, signaling other men he was
spoken for.

As we window shopped Zeb ran a continuous patter of questions about what
different toys were used for.  He was particularly interested in the
prostate stimulators and how they worked, so after about the100th question
I took the hint and bought one for us.

He also had questions about the huge variety of butt plugs on display.  I
told him what they were for but explained I didn't think they were
particularly useful.  As I told him, I felt a man's cock was the most
appropriate method for expanding a boy's hole, and Zeb readily agreed.

When we arrived at the Sexy Boy boutique there was a sign offering a free
modeling show for any couples who were interested.  I looked down at Zeb
and asked, "you interested?"

"Sure, why not?" he answered.

We were taken into the back room and as the only guests sat in a nice sofa
and waited for the models to display their wares.  The first boy was very
small for a ten year old, but a stunning beauty.  He was wearing nothing
but a tiny semi-transparent thong that barely covered his little cock and
balls.  The thong was held in place by micro thin strands of transparent
material that were almost invisible.  He walked around in front of us and
gazed at me with a look of hunger.  The manager ran through a description
of the item as the boy showed himself off.

"Timmy is wearing the latest fashion in boy thongs," he began.  "It's made
of a new high tech fiber that stands up to extreme stretching but allows
much give and play without causing discomfort. The thin, almost invisible
strings, enhance the image of nudity in your boy while maintaining a sexy
image of modesty by keeping his cocklet and balls hidden deliciously from
view.  To remove the thong a man only has to pull sideways on the string
for it to release.  This allows for quick mounting of your boy without
having to remove the thong in the traditional way.

With that the boy reached behind himself and gave the string a tug.  When
he bent over so we could see his little pucker the string was laying
loosely over one of his round butt cheeks. I wasn't sure how valuable that
little trick was, since I have been able to get a thong off a boy I was
ready to fuck in relatively little time.  Nevertheless, it gave me the
opportunity to gaze at a very fuckable boy pussy.  My cock throbbed at the
sight.

Watching this little boy expose himself raised Zeb's already high level of
arousal and he grabbed on to his own cock. I reached over and pulled his
hand away and whispered, "not here, and not now, baby."

He looked up at me and smiled crookedly.  His eyes were glazed, so after a
couple of more displays of sexy outfits we excused ourselves and left.
Besides, if I wanted to see a boy in a state of semi-undress I had the
perfect specimen holding my hand.

"Before we leave I have a treat for you," I told Zeb.

"What is it?" he asked excitedly.

"Wait and see, we are almost there," I said.

We came upon a small boutique with a sign saying "Edging Salon."

"Here we are," I said as we stood at the doorway.

"What's an edging salon?" Zeb asked, looking through the glass front.

"Have you ever jacked off and then stopped just before you came, and then
did it over and over till you had a really strong orgasm?" I asked him.

"Yeah, a few times, like when I am looking at porn online," he said.

"Well, they are experts here," I told him.

He shrugged and we walked in.  I am friends with the owner and have brought
any number of boys I am going to fuck to him.  He gets them so edged they
are ravenous for sex.  By the time I get them home they are beside
themselves with lust and pretty much lose any inhibition known to man.
Besides, they end up having the most powerful orgasm imaginable.

My friend, Pete came out and greeted me.  "Dave, good to see you again.
How you been?"

He paused and looked down at Zeb.  "Who's your friend,"

"This is zeb," I answered. "He just turned ten last week and I am
introducing him all kinds of new things."

Pete laughed.  "I am sure you are."

I laughed with him and said, "I'd like you to give him your best.  He's
been a good boy and deserves something special."

"Sounds like a plan," he said taking Zeb's hand.  "C'mon sweety, lets go
into the back where I do my best work."

I followed them and sat on a stool in the corner as Pete lifted Zeb onto
his massage like table.

"Just relax, baby, and let Pete do all the work," he said.  "You ever been
edged before?"

Zeb shook his head.

"Well, I'm gonna almost make you have an orgasm," he began.  "You shooting
anything yet?"

Zeb nodded.

"Cool, then before your semen has a chance to rise up out of your balls we
are going to stop it," he explained.  "We'll do that over and over till you
are more excited than you've ever been."

Looking over at me, Pete asked, "Do you want me to give him release when we
are done or do you want to take him home with a full load?"

"I'm taking him home full up," I said.

"Zeb, the way we stop the orgasm is with this little pad we put under your
ball sack.  When the pad senses the muscle contractions of an orgasm it
sends a couple of pulses, which stop it.  It won't hurt at all," he
explained.  "But, don't reach down and jack yourself, because then the pad
gets confused and could cause some pain.  Got it?"

Zeb looked over at me and I smiled at him, giving him confidence.  He
nodded at Pete.

Pete slipped his thumbs into the waistband of Zeb's tight shorts and pulled
them over his erect cock and down his legs.

"Very nice, Zeb," he said. "great shape and tone.  Pretty big for a boy
your age, too"

Pete lifted Zeb's balls and gently placed the sticky pad on his perineum.
He adjusted the settings on the remote unit on shelf next to him, then
began working on Zeb.  He squirted a small amount of lube on Zeb's hard
cock and proceeded to stroke him slowly up and down.  Zeb immediately
thrust his pelvis up into Pete's had and a small ping sounded from the
remote unit.

"Damn, that was quick," Pete said looking over at me. "gonna have to let
the machine do it's work for a minute before I can start working him
again."

After waiting a couple of minutes Pete gently spread Zeb's legs.  Dipping
his middle finger into a cup of warm oil Pete ran it under Zeb's balls and
slipped it slowly into the boy's tight hole.  Pete looked over at me as he
worked his finger around.

"Feels like someone's been using Boy Ease," he chuckled.  "I'm guessing you
fucked Zeb today, am I right?"

I smiled and nodded.

"Must have been nice," he said.  "he sure has a snug little boy cunt."

As he probed Zeb's tight hole he started stroking him again.  Within 20
seconds the machine pinged and Pete took his hand off Zeb's cock and
stopped moving his finger.  Zeb began whining and moaning when the action
on his cock and pussy stopped.

"Go ahead and whine baby," Pete consoled him.  "I know this is frustrating
but I promise you later you're going to be happy we did this."

Pete worked the boy for a long while, even using his mouth on the boy's
cock after asking my permission.  Eventually, he gave Zeb five edges before
deciding it was enough.  He gave Zeb back his pants after removing the
electro pad.  As Zeb recovered for a minute, Pete and I chatted.

"You cum in him yet?" he asked.

"No, but I plan on it tonight." I offered.  "It'll be his first time."

"You want some XTRAFLOW for tonight?" he asked.

"You know, I think the boy would enjoy being flooded his first time," I
said. "Let me have a 4 ounce dose."

Pete handed me the blister pack and gave me directions to take one tablet
now, the second in 15 minutes and the third 15 minutes after that.

XTRAFLOW is a series of pills you put under your tongue which dramatically
increases the amount of seminal fluid a man produces.  A blister pack is
dosed out according the desired size of the cumshot.  Each pill doubles the
size of the ejaculation from the previous dose.  So, the first pill
produces one fluid ounce of semen, the second two ounces, and the third 4
ounces.  It was discovered when researchers were looking for a way to
increase the sperm count in men with low motility.  Along with the increase
in sperm count it also increased the amount of semen produced.  The big
money for the drug company was not in helping couples get pregnant, but in
giving men the ability to shoot obscenely huge cum shots.  4 ounces is a
huge amount of cum, considering the average man only produces about a
tablespoon of cum with each orgasm.

I took the first pill then took Zeb by the hand and led him back into the
mall proper.  He looked up at me with a pained look on his face.

"My balls are all achy," he groaned.

"Yeah, I know, honey," I said sympathetically.  "It's called blue balls.
Your balls have been working so hard they are a little sore.  But, I
promise as soon as we get home I'll fix that for you."

Looking up at me with a crooked smile he asked, "you going to fuck me like
you promised."

"Yes, baby, you need it," I said bending down and kissing him.

When we got to the car I took a second pill and I could already feel my
balls enlarging slightly.  I was going to have to get my pants off in the
next 30 minutes or suffer the consequences.

As we drove home Zeb was whining and moaning softly.

"Can you please suck me off, " I really need it.

"Hang in there sweet thing," I said softly, "it won't be long.

I had to keep pulling his hands away from his cock lest he get himself off
too early.  Finally, I stopped the car and helped him pull his tight shorts
off.  The movement of the car was causing the material to rub against his
cock and would likely bring on an orgasm.  Before I got back on the highway
I took the final pill.

When we got home we were both in a better mood.  I got my clothes off and
let my ball sack hang down loosely.  My nut sack was double it's normal
size and hanging low.  Zeb's cock was thick and purple with excitement.

"Ok, sweety, let's not rush this and miss some of the pleasure of your
first time," I said.

"Ok, but I really need you to fuck me," he moaned.

I sat on the sofa and had him straddle my lap.  He leaned into me and we
kissed hard with our cocks pressed together.  He kept thrusting his cock
against mine and I had to keep pulling back to avoid giving him an orgasm
with the friction of my hairy belly.

"Zeb, try not to cum, baby." I urged. "Your orgasm will be a lot stronger
if my cock is in you when you have it."

He arched his back as I held his arms and wailed, "I need to cum soooooo
bad.  Please, Daddy, fuck me NOW?"

I sighed with acceptance and grabbing some lube from the side table covered
my cock liberally with the fluid.  I was going to fuck him without Boy
Ease.  He was so desperate for it, I doubted he would even notice the pain.
Plus, he would be tighter on my cock.

I reached under his tight butt and grabbed a globe in each hand, my middle
fingers almost touching the edge of his muscled ring.  As I lifted him up
over my throbbing cock my hands spread his ass wide, his boy cunt ready to
be impaled on my cock.  I lowered him down till I felt my piss slit pressed
against his hungry hole.  Zeb felt the contact with his hole and growled,
"PUT IT IN, PUT IT IN."

I lowered him onto my cock in one slow but steady motion till I felt his
cunt ring gripping the base of my cock.  His head went back and he let out
a long squeal of pain and pleasure.  He began thrusting his pelvis back and
forth to feel my cock moving deep inside his rectum.  Although I held him
down hard on my pulsing cock I didn't try to slow down his thrusting.  He
knew what he needed at that moment and I was going to let him have it.

"OH GOD, OH GOD, YOU'RE SO DEEP, IT FEELS SOOOOOOO HOT," he squealed.

I looked down at his cock and pre-cum was flowing copiously from his piss
slit.  I knew he desperately needed release but was waiting for me to give
him permission to cum. I reached down and smeared the flowing precum down
his pulsing shaft.  Then I gripped his cockhead and slid my hand down the
shaft in a very slow motion.  His piss slit spread wide as he let out a
long, "AAAWWWWWWWWWW."

Instantly a huge rope of cum shot out with a distinct squirting sound.  It
hit him under the chin and left a thick thread from his neck to his belly.
I immediately made another slide down his cock and was rewarded with a
second, equally thick rope that hit me in the chest.

Zeb was writhing on my cock, his open hands slapping my shoulders and his
legs flailing around as much as possible considering how hard I was
impaling him on my cock.  I knew if I thrust in and out of his buttery hole
I was going to lose control and flood him with cum, so I was holding him
down tightly.  A third and fourth shot of cum hit us both and left us
creamy with boy sperm.  Finally, his orgasm receded and he fell forward
with his forehead resting on my shoulder.  His breathing was ragged and
deep.  I felt a string of drool sliding down my pec.  I held him in place,
trying to control my own deep urge to cum.

"You ok, honey?" I asked softly.

He gulped loudly then said, "yeah, I'm good, but I'm not done.  I feel like
I could cum again."

Having been with boys who had been heavily edged I wasn't surprised. One
orgasm wasn't enough to relieve the deep orgasmic tension that had built
up.  The next orgasm I gave him would be deeper and more profound.

I gripped him around the waist, and lifting him off my cock I stood him in
front of me.  He reeled slightly then looked down at the cum rivulets on
his chest.

"Wow, I really spooged a lot," he giggled.

"You sure did, baby," I said.  "You're becoming a man."

I stood, and taking him by the hand I led him into the training room.  I
got one of the cushions I use for raising a boy ass up for more comfortable
penetration.  I arranged him on his back on the cushion and pushed his legs
back toward his chest.

"Ok, baby, you still sure you want me to cum in you," I asked.

"YES, YES, PLEASE," he almost yelled.

"Ok, baby," I said. "I think you're going to feel it, too.  I have a lot of
cum in me."

With that I pulled up my heavily loaded ball sack for him to see.

"All this is daddy seed waiting to flood your boy cunt," I said raggedly.

He reached down and spread his pillowy cheeks and smiled, inviting me to
enter.

I leaned down and put my cockhead in position and then watched as his boy
ring opened up, begging to be mounted.  I fell forward as my cock entered
his tight hole and slid easily into him.  The feeling on my cockhead as it
slid through his gripping rectal walls and nestled in some deep place
inside him was unbelievable.  I knew I wouldn't last long but I held myself
deep inside him relishing the sensation of being totally enveloped in hot
boy pussy.

Zeb put his hands on my ass, gripping it hard and pulling me into him.  His
urgent pulling was not going to get me any deeper inside him, but it was a
sexy sign he was relishing the feeling of deep penetration.  Then his hand
slid off my ass and he dragged his fingernails up my back as he moaned and
groaned with pleasure.

"I feel so full, Daddy," he moaned.  "I never thought being fucked could
feel so good.  I want you to fuck me all night.  Please don't stop, please,
please."

The instinctive need to thrust finally overcame my willpower and I pulled
my cock almost all the way out then slid it slowly back in.  This earned a
quick reaction from Zeb who let out a long growl.  "I can feel your balls
hitting me when you do that.  Feels so sexy."

I thrust a few more times hard till I reached the point of no return.  My
orgasm was coming and there was no stopping it.  I pulled out till I felt
the cum building up steam at the base of my cock.  The instinctive need to
bury my seed deep inside the boy took control and I thrust in deep and
hard, feeling the first eruption shoot like a firehose into his waiting boy
cunt.

Zeb reacted immediately, "OH MY GOD, I CAN FEEL IT, I CAN FEEL IT.  IT'S SO
FUCKING HOTTTTT.  MORE, MORE, PLEAAASE DADDY, MORE."

I had a lot more for him and my second thrust was just as copious.  My
spasms weren't just stronger than usual, but longer.  I saw stars each time
a heavy rope of cum shot out my piss slit, bloating his rectal cavity with
thick, hot semen.

I thrust and dumped cum 5 more times before my balls were drained.  The cum
load was so heavy it was leaking heavily out of Zeb's gripping boy ring.
It was running down his ass crack and coating the front of my balls.  As my
last shot of semen entered his waiting hole he let out an orgasmic wail and
he began thrashing under me.

"AAAWWWWWWWWWW, I'M CUMMING AGAIN.  IT'S SO GOOD.  DON'T STOP," he yelled.

I ground into him to keep him peaked and I was rewarded by a strong pulsing
around my cock as his boy cunt tried to milk the last drops of sperm from
my cock.

Finally, his orgasm receded and he relaxed under me, panting and gasping
for breath.  We lay quietly for a moment with my cock still hard and still
deep in his hole.  Finally, I pushed up and looked at him.  We both smiled
at each other over the intense pleasure we had just given each other.

"I'm going to pull out now, honey," I said.  "Probably going to make a
mess, but a good mess."

"I love your cum, Daddy," he said smiling.

Pulling my cock out was followed by a long gurgling sound as a flood of cum
poured out his distended hole.  A large pool of cum formed under his ass
and the flow of cum just kept on coming.

"I'm sorry, I can't stop it," he frowned.

"It's ok, sweety, don't try," I said softly.

"But I want to keep some of you inside me.  I like knowing some of your cum
is going to be a part of me," he said.

I looked down and could see him trying to contract his little hole and he
finally succeeded. The cum stopped flowing.

I smiled at him as he lowered his legs and a deep look of contentment
covered his face.  I laid down next to him and we embraced.  Our cum
covered bodies slipping and sliding against each other was we kissed
passionately.

Zeb pulled away and said, "I love being your fuckboy."

"And I love being your Daddy," I whispered.

TO BE CONTINUED.