Date: Tue, 5 Aug 2008 21:33:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brazen Brothers III

There will be more to this story but as many of you, my fans, know I'm
working on chapter two of another story titled PHOTOGRAPHING BOYS as well
as a second chapter for A VERY NEIGHBORLY BOY which will be titled VERY
NEIGHBORLY KIDS because it is a bi-sex story not just straight gay.
As always, N-Joi
Hugs
Tag.



I managed to sleep till morning without incident and if I was molested
in the night I have no recollection of it as I slept like the proverbial
log. I probably would have slept even later if the phone hadn't gone off
and required me to answer it.

"Oh Greg I have the most wonderful news," AndrＢ bubbled at me then
paused. "Oh my, I hope I didn't wake you, I did didn't I, I woke you oh
I'm so sorry should I call you back?"

"No AndrＢ its okay," I said trying to be as convincing as I could while
resisting the urge to say that I had to get up to answer the phone
anyway. "What is it, what's your wonderful news?"

The crux of the issue was that she had found out about a place that sold
professional kitchen appliances. She wanted me to meet her at the store
at eight if that was possible and I assured her that it was.

I rousted the boys who had slept through the phone ringing and the
conversation. Javier crawled out first, his stone hard morning boner
jutting out proudly in front of his tight body. He didn't bat an eyelash
but went straight to the bathroom, rubbing his eyes as he went and
careening of the wall at least once. Angelo got up right afterwards and
was his usual happy go lucky good natured boy. He came right over and
gave me a hug, pressing his bed and sleep warmed body against mine, then
kissed me. He asked what we were doing and I told him we had to get going
in order to meet his grandmother.

"Where are we meeting abuela?" Javier asked as he came out of the
bathroom, his mostly but not fully softened cock half swaying and half
bobbing as he walked. God what a specimen of boy he was. I explained to
both boys what we were doing and they cooperated by getting in and out of
the shower quickly while I ordered some breakfast delivered. I was out of
the shower and dressed when the food was delivered. We basically wolfed
it down and were out the door.

Twenty minutes later we were inside of a small warehouse filled with all
kinds of appliances some of them damaged in one way shape or form and
some of them used. As in the US most of the problems were scratches or
dents; not anything that interfered with the main function of the item
and many of the problems weren't even noticeable.

AndrＢ was like a kid in a candy store, flitting from one appliance to
the other and the boys weren't much better. Caught up in their
grandmother's excitement they were just as busy opening doors and drawers
and calling out, "Abuela come look at this." Elena was right in there
with them while Mateo and I moved together at a more sedate pace.

Mateo and I had seemed to hit it off okay the night before so it
shouldn't have been a surprise to me when he decided to let me in on a
little background information starting out with how much AndrＢ and the
boys had changed since I'd come into their lives. The boys' mother was
the youngest and only surviving child of the four that AndrＢ had given
birth to. One had died shortly after being born, one had died in a
motorcycle accident when he was seventeen and one had gone off to travel
the world and died in Europe under some peculiar circumstances which
Mateo didn't want to go into. Her youngest daughter, the boys' mother,
fell just short of being worthless and her husband was a full fledged
worthless son of a bitch-Mateo's words.

"Sometimes it's like that part of the family has a curse following them,"
he said with a sigh and with that he launched into some other family
history, one fraught death in a variety of its causes. AndrＢ had been
sort of lost and without purpose for a good ten years or more, rarely
leaving the estate.

"You're coming here, your ideas and energy are exactly what she needed
Greg and my wife and I are just about as grateful to you as AndrＢ and
the boys are. Look at her, she hasn't been like this for years. AndrＢ is
a woman who needs purpose and raising the boys has given her that but you
have given her even more." We were both quiet as we watched the two women
and the youngsters.

"Can she afford to be doing this Mateo? I mean, I don't know anything
about her financial status and I don't want to pry but based on her
statements I get the impression that she's somewhat hard pressed for
money and I wouldn't want to be responsible for her losing what little
she has." Mateo nodded his head then looked around.

"I greatly appreciate your concern Greg. I can see why AndrＢ and the
boys like you as much as they do." He stopped for a moment then went on.
"You see this," he asked waving an arm around to encompass the 20 or so
thousand square foot warehouse, "AndrＢ could afford to buy the entire
contents of this building and the building itself. It would put a big
dent in her finances but most assuredly would not leave her anywhere
close to being broke or destitute. I was shocked.

Mateo went on to explain that AndrＢ was frugal and careful. She'd
watched her family's fortune dwindle considerably over the years and her
mother had been much like AndrＢ was so she tended to count her colons.
As far as he knew she intended to leave her estate to the boys and didn't
want them to have to be burdened by the costs of having and maintaining
it.

I found the discussion illuminating as well as relieving, knowing that I
wasn't placing AndrＢ in any kind of jeopardy in the event that our
venture failed. I would have gotten more out of Mateo but AndrＢ was
waving at me to come to where she was.

"Look at these Greg," she said then started a Vanna White thing, opening
doors and drawers and pointing out the amenities. What she'd found was a
72 inch range with 6 burners and a 24 inch griddle atop full side by side
ovens, a stand alone 24 inch char broiler, 2 door refrigerator and a
separate 2 door freezer all in a shiny stainless finish. Apparently the
entire set had been special ordered, gotten slightly damaged in the
shipping and on top of that the place they were ordered for lost all of
its funding so never got off the ground. They were high grade commercial
appliances and had never been used. The house already had commercial
grade appliances because for years they had fed most of their workers.
Granted the appliances were old but still I asked if she really needed
appliances of that size she simply said yes. She still hadn't told me
what she was up to but it was definitely something.

AndrＢ's next question was; would they fit in her kitchen. I knew they
would but it would take some remodeling and I didn't have any tools with
me, obviously. I had them aplenty in Seattle however. I talked with Mateo
about it. As it turned out his son worked for a construction company that
was owned by a very close friend of the family. His son could probably
handle the job for AndrＢ although a professional electrician and people
from the propane company would have to see to the hookups. Mateo was
familiar with the layout of the kitchen so together we managed to get
together a rough estimate of the supplies that we'd need and added that
to the growing list of purchases as it would difficult to get much of
them in Jaco. Based on that, AndrＢ bought the entire set of appliances,
dropping about thirty five grand. I was a little shocked.

For my part, in my head I knew that I would eventually need tools but I
was loathe to spend yet more cash when I had a full compliment of stuff
at home. I'd known all along that I would need to make a trip home at
some point in time and all things considered, now seemed better than
later. I told AndrＢ my thoughts and of course the boys wanted to go with
me. Going to America was the chance of a lifetime. AndrＢ hemmed and
hawed but relented saying that their parents had passports for the boys
because of a previous ill planned idea of working in Mexico or some such
thing.

I made a couple of phone calls; found that I could catch a flight out at
eight thirty that evening for all three of us. Since it was not yet ten
in the morning we had plenty of time to go home, pack, and drive back,
dump my rental and still have some time to spare. That being decided the
boys and I headed back to the hotel to pack and check out and less than
an hour later we were all headed back to Jaco leaving Mateo to order the
lumber and other building materials that we'd need then supervise the
transport of all of our purchases.

For the first half hour of the drive both boys were chattering like mad
about their once in a lifetime opportunity and all of the things that
they'd see and of course Angelo was his usual effervescent self.  I ended
up calling Todd the truck guy and told him that I'd be getting in about
four forty five the next morning with two boys in tow. I explained they
why's of that then asked if my new truck had one of those locking
corrugated tool boxes. It didn't but he reminded me I didn't need it as I
had a locking heavy plastic tonneau cover. When he asked what I wanted it
for I told him then hung up after telling him I'd see him in the morning
when he picked me up at Seatac. I heard him moan just before I ended the
call.

The boys were quiet and when I checked my rear view mirror and Angelo was
leaning his head against the door apparently asleep. Javier smiled and
began asking me some questions about the flight, how long it would take
etc and then he too dropped off to sleep. About forty minutes later
Angelo woke and complained of having a stomach ache and looking in the
mirror I could see that he didn't look real good. Within ten minutes he
said he was going to throw up. I hit the side of the road and barely got
him out the door before he spewed. The convulsions continued well after
nothing was coming up and left the poor little guy crying and holding his
belly. I always kept water with me so wiped his face then squirted water
into his mouth which he rinsed and spit out before taking a drink that he
swallowed.

We piled back in the car, or truck, or whatever the hell you call it and
got back on the road only to repeat the episode ten miles down the road
only this time there was nothing to come up but bile. Angelo was in pain
and miserable and the situation got complicated real fast with the
statement that he needed to get to a bathroom. It didn't take a genius to
figure that he was about to spew from the other end. I quickly walked him
across the highway to a small cantina and got him into the bathroom. He
barely made it and while I wasn't in there to listen the fact was that it
sounded like a cow pissing on a flat rock.

He finally came out, washed his hands and we left. We made it to Jaco
without further incident but before we made it out the other side of town
we had to find another bathroom where he had a repeat of the previous
experience. We had a third experience ten minutes later and after
cleaning himself he called from the stall,

"My butt's sore Greg." I told him to hold on, pulled out a handful of
paper from the towel role, folded it then wetted it and handed it to him.
He didn't complain about it being cold. We got home about fifteen minutes
after that and Angelo raced inside and I assumed it was to get to the
toilet. When he came out AndrＢ gave him some medicine then had him go up
to his room to lie down for a bit.

"I'm not going to be able to go to America am I?" he asked both his
grandmother and me. AndrＢ shook her head.

"I don't think so but we'll see in a few hours." I felt bad for the boy
but given the past hour there was no way he should be out of bed let
alone be on airplanes for the next six to eight hours. Javier followed
him upstairs to pack and since he didn't really have any luggage I had
him put together clothes for a week and we'd put them in my large roller
bag with my things.

I went downstairs to talk with AndrＢ about our plans, how she wanted to
have the kitchen done and lastly Angelo. She felt that even if the boy
woke up in the next hour and feeling well he shouldn't go on the trip and
I agreed with her. It just wasn't worth taking the chance. Then I took a
chance and asked her if she was ready to confide in me what her plans
were. She smiled.

"I'm thinking of opening my dining room to the public. I've cooked all my
life and many people have told me over the years that I should open a
restaurant, a cantina. Well I can't do that if I'm going to be caring for
guests here but I think as long as I'm cooking anyway I could just cook
more, just like I did when we had workers here when I was a girl and a
young woman."

What AndrＢ was proposing was a boarding house situation. Guests and
whatever public might be there would eat together at the big table in the
dining room. While she would provide breakfast and lunch to her guests
only, dinner would be available to the public. The hours would be limited
as would the menu which would consist of four main dishes which would
change daily and a variety of side dishes. She went on to tell me that
she knew quite a few people in Jaco; after all she'd lived in the area
all her life. She felt that once the word got out many of the smaller
hotels would refer their guests to her despite the distance from town.
When I questioned her about all the work she'd be doing she poo pawed it
off stating that she could easily hire someone from town to help her out,
either doing the housecleaning or helping in the kitchen or both.

"Trust me on this Greg," she said in a somewhat imitation of me, "it will
work." I smiled and nodded my head. Meanwhile there was Angelo. I would
have to be leaving soon and looking in on him I found the boy conked out.
"We won't wake him. Let him sleep. He'll be disappointed but its better
that he stays here," she said and I agreed with her. So it was that
Javier and I hugged and kissed AndrＢ and told her we'd call her when we
got to my house in Seattle and with that we headed out.

I had some mixed feeling about the situation, that is, Angelo's having to
stay home. I was sorry that he wouldn't be going because I knew that his
excitement level would be very high and that energy would carry over to
both me and his brother, not that Javier wouldn't be excited too. It
would just be different. On the other hand, much as I enjoyed the sexual
part with Angelo and his excitement in that arena as well, my preference
was to be with Javier and now I would have a week alone with the boy. I
was making an assumption that he was going to want to continue exploring
that part of his life but I really didn't know that, I only hoped that he
would. Sex aside, it would be easier for me to pay attention to one boy
and not two.

Any doubt I had about Javier was dispelled on the plane. The flight
wasn't particularly packed so we'd had the three seats on the port side
to ourselves and the rows closest to us were equally sparsely populated.
It was edging on midnight and Javier was finally winding down. I'd put
the arm rest up early on so as the boy got tired he leaned up against me,
which was more than fine.

I'd covered us with one of the airlines blankets since we were both still
in shorts and because of its diminutive size it made Javier snuggle in
even closer, his body turned toward mine, his hand resting on my upper
thigh.

"I don't want to sound mean," he whispered in my ear, "But I'm kind of
glad that Angelo didn't come with us. I get to have you all to myself." I
whispered back that I understood completely. He was quiet a moment then
whispered again,

"I really liked what we did last night Greg. Are we gonna be able to do
it some more on this trip?"

"If you want to, of course." His hand moved up to cup at my crotch.

"I really do. Just thinking about it makes me get hard." He reached over
and took my free hand and put it on the front of his shorts and sure
enough, the cute young thing was pretty well firmed up in there. I took
the liberty of rubbing against him and felt his dick get even harder.

"You'll make me cum if you keep doing that," he said, his voice already
getting a little huskier. I asked if he wanted me to keep going and he
muttered a yes. I took my hand away and whispered back at him to somehow
let his cock out for air while I checked the plane out as best I could.
There were no lights on except by the toilets and either snores or deep
breathing told me that no one close to us was awake.

"Okay," he whispered again. Javier was still facing me slightly and when
I reached across to him with my right hand I found that he's gotten his
shorts and underwear down to just below his smooth balls. He gasped when
I took hold of him and his hand reached over to feel at the front of my
shorts and discover that my cock was almost as hard as his.

"Can you take yours out too Greg?" he asked. I nodded my head, retrieved
my hand then unsnapped and unzipped my shorts and pushed my boxers down
below my nuts. It seemed that Javier and I took hold of each other about
the same time.

"Your cock his so big," he whispered, his boy's voice made deeper by
lust. I slowly rubbed and stroked his cock, loving the feel of a young
pubescent boy. I let my hand fondle the smooth sac of his nuts reveling
in the soft feeling of him.

"I wish I could suck you like you did to me last night," he said which
didn't require any response from me. I was wishing like hell that I could
suckle him, make him cum and swallow his young sperm so there was no need
for clean up, not that he made all that much liquid.

Javier kept up a slow stroke on my cock as I picked up a little speed on
his. I really didn't relish anyone even considering what we were doing
nor did I wish to get interrupted by a flight attendant or anyone having
to use the toilet. It didn't take long before he grunted, his cock
hardened beneath my thumb and fingers. Javier kept his hand on my dick
but didn't move it at all as he became a member of the mile high club,
his sperm oozing out and leaking down over my thumb. Once his tube was
emptied he started to stroke me again but I stopped him.

"It'll take forever and besides it would make a heck of a mess," I told
him. I gently retrieved my hand from under the blanket and did indeed
lick his sperm from my finger. Not quite as good as getting it from the
nipple but hey, that would most likely come in time.

We both managed to get our clothes back in place and I suggested that
Javier try to get some sleep as we'd be woken up when the plane did a
layover in Salt Lake City before it's last leg to Seattle. I got up and
headed to the bathroom where I proceeded to relieve the pressure in my
shorts. It was the first time I'd ever jacked off in an airplane john.
Headed back to my seat a guy passed me in the aisle and I heard him
whisper,

"Lucky dog." I turned my head to look but he just kept on going. A little
after I got settled back into my seat and snuggled up against Javier I
felt him get into his seat in the row behind me. So much for discretion.

We finally landed at Seatac right on schedule and as soon as I turned my
phone on there was a message from Todd saying he was in the cell phone
parking lot so I called him. Despite being sleepy Javier was agog from
the sights. The ride on the automated subway train to the main terminal
excited and mystified him. Baggage claim was only a moderate zoo at five
thirty on a Saturday morning so forty five minutes after we landed we
were outside and wrangling the large travel case into the trunk of his
Charger Super Bee. Javier was pumped.

Todd's car was a one of a kind. Stock, it had the hemi engine along with
every option available. Then he'd dumped a whole lot of money making it
even better. The custom paint was the first thing Javier began jabbering
about. A silver black in had the outline of flames done in a deep black
cherry color, the flames themselves a custom made color shifting
combination that went with the rest of the paint. The Super Bee logo and
stripes were all done in bright metal flake yellow. 20's on custom chrome
rims and heavily tinted windows completed and complimented the outside
visuals.

Inside was like the cockpit of a jet that included and array of gauges
and four point body harnesses that hooked the front passengers into stock
bucket seats. When he fired the fucker up it was like being at the strip;
the noise and slight body vibration creating the illusion. Todd had the
engine, tranny and rear end gone through and tricked so the horse power
went from 425 to just under seven hundred and it could do 0-60 or a
quarter mile with a very respectable time. No such thing as gas mileage.
The car would give anything on the road or in a show some good
competition. We got a display of that as we hit the entrance to the
freeway and Todd punched it, acceleration throwing us into the seats. I
looked back at Javier and caught an expression like someone on a high
speed roller coaster; eyes wide open, big smile and hands gripping onto
whatever was available not sure whether to be excited or scared shitless.

Todd and I talked business while we blasted up I-5 into the city. He told
me that he'd taken the liberty of parking my new truck at the condo
knowing I'd need something to drive and I'd need to get  my tools secured
into the locking box behind the cab.

"The truck has to be at the dock day after tomorrow so I can give you a
loaner for the rest of your stay. Keys are in the usual place. Oh," he
said as an afterthought, "The truck runs regular fuel, not diesel. The
guy special ordered it." He then asked me what I was going to do with my
condo; keep, sell or lease. He was very interested in it no matter what I
decided to do so I told him we'd have to sit down and talk about it over
a couple of beers.

Javier and I got settled in and he enjoyed to panoramic view of Elliot
Bay, West Seattle, Bainbridge Island and the Space needle, the latter
from my bedroom. I Called AndrＢ to let her know we landed and all was
well. She said that  Angelo had been pretty sad that he couldn't  make
the trip but agreed that being cooped up for the flight would have been
extremely uncomfortable We were both hungry so I found the truck keys and
we headed downstairs to the parking garage.

The truck was sweet, that was all there was to it. Javier whistled when
he saw it and jumped for joy when I told him I was having shipped back
home. Home.  Was I now thinking of Costa Rica as my home or was I simply
using it as a reference for the cute young boy that was with me. Either
way Javier was excited about having such a truck for our transportation
and my excitement matched his. The truck was more than what Todd had told
me. It had every possible option including a DVD/CD entertainment system
which reminded me I should probably ship my collection along with my 52
inch plasma.

We climbed in, Javier all smiles, and headed up onto Capitol Hill for a
breakfast place that I frequented and was fairly empty at that time of
the morning. Javier was a little surprised at how open the same sex
couples were, Capitol Hill being Seattle's Mecca for sexual minority
people. Breakfast was great as usual but made me a little sleepy and it
looked as though my cute boy might feel the same way. When I asked he
admitted that he was tired too so I suggested a shower and nap for a few
hours to which he readily agreed.

Back at the condo I asked if he wanted to shower first and Javier asked
why we couldn't take a shower together. I didn't have an answer so five
minutes later we were standing in the spray created by half a dozen
nozzles, yet another surprise for the brown skinned boy. I introduced him
to the pleasure of having a back scrub then simply took the liberty of
washing his entire body. The boy didn't balk when I moved up into his
crack and slid my fingers across the tight pucker of his hole and of
course when I turned him around to wash his front his cock was full on
hard.

"Like being washed do you Javier," I said with a smile.

"I like it when you touch me," he said, a hand reaching down to rub and
squeeze.

"That's good because I really like touching you." With that I proceeded
to wash his front, taking time and care with his boy parts. I peeled his
foreskin back and gently washed the sensitive swollen head and
immediately got up and grabbed the detachable nozzle in order to rinse
him off. I can't speak for other guys but soap left too long on my cock
head when I'm hard begins to burn.

I proceeded to rinse him off starting his dick which caused him to jump,
giggle and start to turn away but force himself to stay. When I rinsed
his asshole and the back side of his smooth nuts I thought the boy was
gonna faint. Instead he reached behind himself and pulled his cheek open
to give me better access.

"I never knew that part of me was so sensitive," he said when I'd
finished, adding, "can we get one of those things for our bathroom at
home?" I told him we could and made a mental note to start a list of
things to ship as well as things to purchase. Javier wanted to return the
favor and bathe me and who was I to refuse a cute young, almost teenage
boy. I wasn't and I didn't. Javier didn't shy away from my hole and made
sure I was well soaped. He was as gentle with my cock and balls as if it
were his own, commenting on how big I was and hoping he'd get as big as
me. Although I was starting to bone up before he started the process by
the time he got to rinsing I was at full on attention, my rigid cock
sticking up in the air and wanting attention. Javier was willing to give
it the attention that it demanded.

"Do we have go to right to sleep Greg? He asked as we finished drying,
doing each other's backs and butts.

"Don't tell me you're still hungry," I said with a fake look of curiosity
on my face.

"No silly," he answered then took hold of my cock and stroked it a few
times. I couldn't help but reach down and take his as well and give him a
couple of tugs and getting a quick intake of breath from him.

"Come on," I said, exchanging his cock for his hand and led him into the
bedroom and my king sized bed. I pulled the covers down and Javier
climbed in while I pulled the curtains closed then turned on a bedside
lamp. I gazed down at the boy, admiring his tight young body as it
contrasted against the white bed sheets. He smiled up at me and I felt my
heart tug. I could easily love this boy and in fact I felt like I was
already headed there. He was sweet as pie, cute as the dickens, and smart
as a whip and sexy as all get out.

I sat down on the bed and smiled back at him then ran my hand up and down
his chest and belly the further down onto his hard cock and his balls. He
sighed and spread his legs open a little wider. I leaned down and kissed
him gently on the lips, a kiss which he returned. I turned and lay down
beside him and he turned onto his side facing me, our bodies touching at
the legs and almost at the groin. My hand rested gently on his hip then
moved back and forth as I leaned in and hissed him again. For a novice
Javier was learning fast, moving his soft pinkish lips against mine. My
hand slipped down onto his glorious little butt and rubbed, then gently
squeezed a cheek. I wanted to get the boy off. I wanted to taste his
fresh young sperm, wanted him to experience the feeling of cumming inside
a warm mouth.

I pulled away from him and gently pushed him onto his back and then
started south. While my hand went back to working on his cock and soft
sac o' nuts I kissed then suckled a small brown nipple.  He really gasped
then. I didn't stay nursing long but moved further south, kissing
Javier's damp body as I went, stopping when I felt the tip of his cock
against my cheek. I turned and looked him in his single eye.

I was still fondling his stuff, my hand cupping his nuts with my thumb
wrapped around the base of his boyhood pride and joy and resting in the
sparse tangle of pubic hair. I moved my head closer; saw the single shiny
pearl of clear liquid that had found its way out of the slit on his cock
head. I let my eyes feast on all that made Javier a boy, a boy growing
into young adulthood but still a boy. I leaned closer and let my tongue
sneak out and clean the tip of his cock, savoring the taste of him before
beginning to thoroughly explore him, moving my tongue back and forth over
the rim from the shaft to the silky head itself. I used my fingers to
stroke his cock at the base, feeling the softness of his hairs as they
brushed against my skin. Satisfied that I hadn't missed a bit of his
flesh, I opened my mouth and took his entire head inside before closing
down over it and pressing my lips against the shaft.

Javier's body stiffened for a moment then relaxed and I went to work
moving my head up and down on his rigid cock, alternating between
swirling my tongue across the swollen head and putting my nose in his
fuzz. I continued to play with his balls, gently tugging and squeezing on
the sperm making eggs. It didn't take long before Javier was gently
undulating his hips, fucking into my mouth which caused me to allow him
his first full on fucking motion. I took my mouth from his dick.

"Roll over above me Javier," I said, using my hands to encourage and
guide him. He got the idea pretty quickly and straddled my face. I could
hardly wait until the adorable young teen was doing that above my asshole
as preparation for pushing his delicious cock into my ass and fucking me
for real but for then I could settle with him fucking my mouth. I guided
his dick into my mouth then went back to cupping his nuts for just a
moment while my other hand went to his firm little ass which was soon
joined by my other hand. Javier took to fucking like a boy takes to
fucking and began to moved his ass as nature intended. I had both hands
on his butt, gently kneading and spreading his small brown cheeks as the
boy fucked his first hole.

I used plenty of saliva to lubricate his passage and relaxed my throat so
that he could get full depth, his pubic hair against my nose and his
smooth balls resting on my chin. Above me Javier moaned softly as he made
the first step toward losing his virginity. I knew that when the time
came for him to actually fuck me in the ass the boy would have no
hesitations and I knew well that it would be the best fuck I'd had in
years.

It didn't take long before Javier told me he was getting close.

"Do you want me to take my dick out before I cum Greg?" he asked and I
shook my head. Hell no I didn't want him to take it out I wanted to savor
the warmth and stickiness of his fresh young sperm, wanted him to fuck
his boy juice down my throat. I quickly got my wish. I felt his cock
thicken against my mouth then the warmth and feel of his cum as it oozed
into my mouth. I suckled him, greedily swallowing his offering, small
though it was. The boy moaned and groaned as he went through the throes
of an orgasm, the first of many that I hoped to share with him where he
injected his sperm into my body.

I could have sucked Javier's hard flesh forever but his ultra sensitive
cock head prevented that and he pulled out and away from me, rolling onto
his back next to me and lie there panting. I watched his flat belly rise
and fall as his body started the process of returning to normal. A hand
went to his groin and gently fondled his freshly drained balls then
squeezed his cock a couple of times then fell back to the bed.

He finally opened his eyes and focused the dark orbs on my face and
smiled.

"That was incredible Greg," he said softly, "thank you." I told him it
was my pleasure and that anytime he wanted I'd be glad to do it again. He
thanked me again and asked if I wanted him to make me cum.

"If you're not to tired or sleepy Javier," I said and he told me he would
never be too tired for sex. Sounded like a typical teenage boy. He rolled
onto his side and began jacking me off, his eyes roaming over my stuff. I
figured he would do that in our first few encounters, checking me out and
seeing how things worked. After a moment he moved down and draped himself
across my body and began sucking my cock, slowly stroking it as he did
so. Since his back was to me and thus his butt, I put my hand on his hip
and gently rubbed the soft warm flesh, moving down on to the twin globes
as well. I really was dying to sink my tongue in there and knew that it
was only a matter of time, a few days at most, before I introduced him to
that practice. I wondered too when or if I'd be able to fuck him. The
idea of burying eight inches of rock hard cock between those cheeks, of
slamming my cock into his tight, virgin, brown ass got me quickly to
where both Javier and I wanted me to be.

"I'm gonna cum pretty soon Javier," I said in a husky voice. I felt my
balls begin to roil, my belly clench and relax and the boy kept on
sucking me. He didn't really know what he was in for as far as I could
tell. The visual in my head of cumming in his mouth, along with the
visual of fucking him did it.

"Oh fuck Javier, don't stop," I moaned and moved my free hand to the back
of his head. I wasn't trying to keep him there, I wouldn't do that to
anyone, but it seemed like a logical response. I wanted to raise my hips
off the bed and fuck my dick into his mouth even further but resisted the
urge. For his part Javier seemed oblivious to what was happening, his
sucking and jacking my cock not changing tempo at all. And then I
exploded.

I knew what it was like taking as much cum as I make into my mouth. I'd
been there and done that with more than my share of men and boys. Javier
however was totally unprepared. I felt myself shoot three times before he
took my cock from his mouth and while I couldn't see it, I knew that my
sperm was leaking out and running down his chin or cheek. I heard him
sort of cry out as the next jet got him in the face. He wasn't prepared
for that either. He moved his head and the rest of my copious offering
went onto my lower belly then slowed down and oozed out. My hand went
from his head to my balls and gently pulled on the heavy sac, something I
loved.

Things finally came to a halt and Javier gently laid my dick down then
rolled to his side and rose up on his elbow and looked at me. It was hot
as hell seeing the boy as I had imagined; cum leaking down his chin and
the other shot that had hit him on the cheek just below his left eye
leaving a three inch streak of white that contrasted greatly against his
brown face. I reached to wipe it off but he stopped me.

"Wait, I want to see what it looks like," he said and scampered off the
bed to go look at himself in the bathroom mirror. I watched his little
butt move as he headed away from me, proud of the boy that he wasn't
grossed out by having his face splattered in my sperm. He came back, hard
cock bobbing as he walked, and having grabbed a towel was cleaning
himself off.

"Did you like seeing your sperm on my face Greg? He asked and I nodded my
head. He said he thought it looked cool and it sort of felt cool having
it there.

"It made me want to cum again," he told me with a smile. I reached over
and felt up his rock hard dick.

"Do you want me to make you cum again Javier?' I asked. He leaned down
and kissed me then said he sort of did but he was pretty sleepy and I
could see that he was being totally honest. His eyelids were dropping and
it wasn't from hotness.

"Okay baby boy, I'm pretty sleepy myself. Let's just catch a nap." I
rolled over and turned out the light then rolled back toward Javier who
moved in closer, wrapped and arm around my neck and snuggled up close.

"I love being with you Greg. It's so much fun and I like what we do
together, being sexy" he said, his voice soft and drifting.

"I do too Javier. I love being with you and being sexy with you is the
absolute best." I said but seriously, I don't think he heard me. By the
time I reached the last word his eyes were closed and he appeared fast
asleep. I smiled, kissed his forehead and reveled in the warmth of his
body then let my own eyes drop shut.

When I nap I generally am down for one hour with no more than a 3-5
minute variance; dunno why that it, it just it. This time I overslept by
thirty minutes but when I woke I was fresh as a daisy. I had a million
things to do and it was only a little after nine a.m. so it would be a
productive day. I untangled myself from the warm young body that had
snuggled up to me then  started with a fresh pot of coffee before going
through the house with a pad and paper. I'd already decided to least out
the condo so I listed what I wanted shipped to Costa Rica, what would go
into my storage unit, and what I would either sell or leave in the condo.

I heard the faint sound of the toilet flushing a half hour later followed
by the appearance of Javier, dressed as I was in boxers. He beamed a huge
smile at me as he approached and I asked him if he'd slept well. He
nodded his head then melted against my body and hugged me.

"I was sleepy Greg," he said as he held on to me with his head resting
against my chest. I responded by setting my pad and pen down and hugged
him back, reveling in the feeling of his smooth warm body against mine.
He finally let go and asked if he could have coffee and I nodded my head.
I'd pulled a pint of half and half from the freezer when we had first
arrived and told him it was in the fridge if he wanted, sugar on the
counter.

I went back to my chore, this time sitting down and thumbing through the
phone book for moving companies but called Todd first.

"So, two grand and some change a month with a sixty day notice if I
decide to move back," I told him after the usual pleasantries. He jumped
at it knowing it was worth half again that much. He asked about option to
purchase and I said I was open to a discussion. We made a date for dinner
and I hung up.  My mortgage was pretty low as I'd gotten the unit from
another guy who had to bankrupt before the building was completed so the
price was like rock bottom. That along with a substantial down payment
meant that my monthly payments were pretty low so leasing to Todd would
still put about five hundred a month into savings for me after the
mortgage was paid and I knew that the place would be well taken care of
in my absence.

After a few more phone calls Javier and I got dressed and headed out, the
destination my storage unit where we loaded all my tools. Already in
boxes, including my big saws which were broken down for easy movement,
the loading went quickly and was fairly easy. From there we went to lunch
and Javier had his first pizza. Needless to say he loved it. I decided to
head out to the dealership and drop the truck off as it had served it
purpose and I would have to do it the next day anyway. I checked out my
trailer and tractor while I was there and was glad that I'd taken Todd up
on the deal. It was all pretty sweet. For a loaner, Dan gave me a four
year old Corvette convertible; he was very happy that I'd done the deal
as well. The car was a very bright "fuck me" red that Javier went crazy
over and thankfully the weather cooperated so we could fully enjoy the
open air experience.

After lunch I headed to my bank and started the process for maintaining
funds in a foreign country. Once again I was fortunate in that my bank
had Contacts in Costa Rica and so smoothed the way for me and helped get
my accounts set up. Most of my money would remain in the US but I would
have a nice little account for easy access in my new country.

The bank issues were resolved fairly quickly so I took Javier on a bit of
sight seeing, the first stop being the Troll Under The Bridge. It was
hard for the boy to believe that the VW bug under the troll's hand really
was an actual VW body. I took some pictures of him on the Troll's head.

Javier was totally taken by Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe and of course we had
to get some souvenirs for him. Finishing up there brought us too close to
our dinner engagement with Todd to do any more sight seeing so I elected
to go back to my place and work a little more on the pack & ship, stay or
storage situation.

Dinner was at the Crab Pot on the waterfront. I'd wanted to eat some
where that Javier might get a kick out of and having a bucket of seafood
and vegetables dumped out on your table to be eaten with your fingers
certainly filled the bill, and the belly, of my young teenage visitor.
During dinner Todd and I discussed the condo and ended up reaching an
agreement whereby he would pay me almost 3k a month which would pay the
mortgage, put five hundred into my savings account put a grand into an
escrow type of account in both our names that would go toward a down
payment in the event that I decided to sell it to him. We also agreed
that I would give him an official decision within twelve months. I had
already come to about a 90% conclusion that I would in fact sell.

I'd given it a great deal of thought. If I ever did move back to the
states I would most likely not live in the city and there was every
possibility that I wouldn't even stay in Washington despite the fact that
I also owned a neat little five acre plot in the country. I was sort of
getting a sense of wanderlust, a desire to see and do new things. It
wasn't that I didn't have faith in the Costa Rican venture I'd always
sort of planned ahead for things even when I was younger. In any case
selling the condo would net me a very pretty penny after the mortgage was
paid off. It had appreciated thus far almost forty percent over what it
was worth when I bought it and I'd paid price well below what it was
worth. Those things coupled with the appreciation rate of condos in
Belltown pretty much insured that if and when I sold it I'd probably
realize a cool half million at the very least. But all of that was still
in the future.

It was still early when we finished dinner so I asked Javier if he wanted
to go home and watch a movie and he was all for that. At home I pointed
out the video collection and how it was separated into categories:
comedy, action, and even gay which included some hard core porn. I wasn't
hoping that he'd pick out porn but if he did that was fine, it was his
choice. I wandered off into the bathroom along with a paperback I'd been
reading and afterwards got in the shower and washed my parts. One never
knew when one might need to be fresh.

I wandered back into the living room and found that Javier had chosen a
couple of movies. One was A BEAUTIFUL THING and the other a porn flick.

"I don't know which one I want to watch Greg," he said. It was still
early so I told him we could watch both of them if he really wanted to
knowing full well that the boy wouldn't make it but part of the way
through the porn flick without needing to play. Javier snuggled up to me
and when the first film was over he had a little tear in his eye stating.
I knew the feeling. We put the second film on which and it didn't take
long before Javier asked if he could take off his clothes.

"That's what skin flicks are for Javier," I told him and we both stood up
and stripped naked and I admired his rock hard cock, the brown tube
sticking out from his slender body. I was about half way there and mostly
because I knew that my young friend was so charged up over the video.

We sat back down on the sofa, Javier right up next to me with his hand on
my thigh while his other hand went straight to that part of his body
needing immediate attention. He squeezed and tugged mostly and I think he
was afraid that if he even thought about stroking his young cock that
he'd fire off way sooner than he wanted to. I don't think he realized
that at his age he could probably cum two or three time during a full
length porn flick. But hey, it was his cock and his kuliana, his thing,
and he needed to do it in what ever way was comfortable for him. It
didn't take long however for his hand to stray over and take hold of my
dick. I returned the favor.

I loved playing with Javier's body. He was so damned cute, so innocent
but willing, had such a fine body, and was in the developmental stage
that really twisted my crank. His cock was a perfect size as was his
smooth sac of sperm makers and the small amount of hair that he sported
was the best. I think part of it was that it took me back to that age and
I could well remember the intensity of the feelings that ripped my young
body up when I was hot, hard and horny. I loved being the one to take
Javier on the journey and I did everything I could to make it better,
more intense and as much fun as the young boy could stand.

"Can I suck on your dick Greg?" the boy asked, breaking me out of my
reverie.

"You don't have to ask to suck on me Javier. Your lips are always
welcome." He smiled then stretched out on the sofa with his head in my
lap. He took hold of my cock and held it upright and all but plunged his
mouth down over the swollen head. His tongue swirled around the tip as he
bobbed his head effectively cleaning off my leaking precum. I rubbed my
hand down his side and onto his hip and thigh then down to his groin. He
raised his top leg and turned his slender body slightly in order to give
me access to all that made him boy and I went after it with vigor.

I stroked his cock a few times, moved my hand down and fondled his nuts,
loving the feel of his soft smooth bag and the eggs that it held. I let a
finger tickle on the sensitive underside of his balls all the perineum
and felt him shiver slightly from the feelings. I was dying to get my
mouth down there and ream the boy's virgin asshole then plunge every inch
of my cock deep inside of him and love him til he came but that was going
to take time.

Javier finally stopped and sat back up saying that his mouth got too sore
but he sure liked sucking on me.

"Besides if you keep playing with my dick I'm going to cum."

"Well that's the idea Javier, to cum," I responded and I know that at
your age you can cum a couple of times before the movie is over." He
smiled and his eyes went back to the big screen where one guy was sucking
a guy's cock and that guy was sucking another guy who was draped over his
face.

"Would you like me to suck you Javier?" I asked him and he turned the
tables back on me saying that I didn't have to ask. I moved off the sofa
and knelt between his legs so that he would watch the screen. He slid
down farther on the seat so that had I wished I could have pushed his
legs back and rimmed him but I didn't. Instead I licked his smooth balls
and into the crease between his bag and his thigh causing him to giggle
and squirm a little. I finally rose up a little, took hold of his cock
and pulled it upright. The tip was glistening with precum so I licked it
clean before taking him into my mouth.

I loved sucking Javier's cock. It was a perfect size. I could take the
entire thing into my mouth until my chin touched his balls and my nose
was in his moss. So I did. Javier's body went stiff for just a moment as
my throat muscles massaged the head of his cock then he relaxed into it.
Javier put his hands on my head then one of them moved down to the side
of my face and caressed my cheek. His hips began a slight motion, fucking
his young cock into my greedy mouth.

"Gosh Greg I think those guys are going to do it, to fuck each other," he
said, his voice deepened in lust. I knew which part of the video he was
seeing and indeed the men were going to fuck. I was hoping that Javier
would ask if we could do that and it didn't matter to me who fucked who
although I was pretty sure he wasn't ready to have me inside of his body.

"They are Greg," he said, his voice slightly excited, "the guys putting
his cock into the other guy's butt." He groaned out loud, his cock
thickened and he thrust his hip upward and he came, his warm young sperm
seeping into my mouth. I continued to stroke his cock in an effort to get
every drop of his juices. I kept his foreskin retracted and let my tongue
sweep all over his sensitive cock head until he couldn't stand it any
longer and gently pushed my head away.

I turned and looked at the screen and saw one of the men on his back with
another one buried deep in his partner's ass. The camera moved to a spot
behind them so we could see the guy's cock go all the way inside until
his balls mashed up against flesh then pull out, his nuts hanging until
he drove in again.

"Gosh doesn't that hurt having your balls mashed up like that," he asked
me while he continued to squeeze and fondle himself.

"Actually no, it doesn't hurt all Javier but there's only one way to find
out." He looked at me with a puzzled expression then back at the screen
then back at me. I nodded my head.

"Do you want to try it?" I asked and he smiled hugely, bright white teeth
a contrast to his brown skin, and nodded his head. I got up and went into
the bedroom and grabbed my lube and a hand towel and returned to the
living room. Javier was standing closer to the TV and gently stroking his
still fully hardened cock as he watched the guys fucking.

I got down on the carpet parallel to the screen so that we could watch
while Javier lost his virginity. I pulled my legs back and lubed my
asshole up good then slathered Javier's cock for him, mauling the head as
I did it. My belly was in a tingle as the cute young boy got into
position, holding his raging boner down and guiding it to the target. I
reached down and pulled my cheeks open even further for him then felt his
flesh touch mine. For just a moment I thought I was gonna cum right then,
knowing what the boy was feeling, knowing that I was taking his cherry
that I was going to be his first fuck and he'd remember it for the rest
of his life. In the event that you've never had that experience believe
me, it is very exhilarating.

I then felt his cock head penetrate me as my puckered muscle gave way and
allowed the boy inside of my body.  He asked if it hurt, if he should
stop and I shook my head. He continued to push his hips until he could go
no further.

"It's so tight Greg, gosh." He said in a whisper that I knew was awe at
what he was doing or about to do. I nodded my head.

"Go ahead baby, fuck me," I said huskily, "fuck me good Javier." The boy
started the motion, pulling his narrow hips away from me then moving back
inside. I put my hands on his hips and then his delicious little butt in
encouragement. Javier relaxed his knees let his lower body rest on mine
as he began up a steady rhythm, sliding his thirteen year old cock in and
out of my asshole. God I loved it so much.

Our faces weren't that far apart, less than a foot. In the beginning
Javier's attention had been focused toward where we were connected. Most
boys, and many adult males, do that as if to verify that their actually
doing what they're doing. After he relaxed his body his attention went to
my face, his eyes half closed in lust and his mouth slightly open. He
surprised me by lowering his face and kissing me in a wide open mouthed
kiss. I felt his tongue push out to meet mine and the two did a little
fifteen second dance.

Because he'd cum barely five minutes before, the boy lasted a fair amount
of time. A slight sheen of perspiration formed on his narrow brow and he
finally let his upper body relax as well. I wasn't the best position
because the boy wasn't hung that well. Yet.  It did seem to give me a
little better handle on his butt so I increased my fondling, kneading,
and pulling the cheeks apart. Javier's head rested against my shoulder
and bicep so I took advantage of his exposed neck. I nuzzled my lips in
the soft crook then began a series of small tender kisses and causing his
body shiver against mine. The small moan that slipped out of him was
followed by a louder one when I breathed into his ear.

"You are the best Javier," I whispered. I love having your cock inside of
me, I love having you fuck me. baby." Then I surprised myself. "I love
you Javier, I love you so much."

Javier was surprised too and raised his head. "I love you too Greg." The
dialog seemed to give the boy a burst of energy because he returned to
his original position, hands and knees on the bed supporting his weight,
and began to fuck me a little faster. His breathing came faster, he moved
his little butt around some, and then he groaned and felt his cock
thicken against the muscle of my ass.

"Oh yeah Baby, cum in me Javier, I want your sperm inside me," I said in
a low throaty voice. He pushed against me harder and held it there for a
moment then went back to fucking me, his smooth young face going through
a repertoire of expressions. I came. Oh lordy, lordy did I cum. The
intensity of my orgasm was incredible, giving me yet another surprise,
and it seemed to be longer than usual. My asshole constricting against
Javier's cock must have helped him go for the rare second orgasm for he
moaned louder.

He finally slowed down, his motion that is, but his breathing was
labored. He seemed like he was gulping air which was no surprise since
the boy had gotten a pretty work out. So did I, he fucked me for almost
15 minutes which is pretty good for a thirteen year old boy, especially
his first time.

Javier finally collapsed his exhausted body on mine. I was torn. My legs
were tired from being up so long but if I let them down it would likely
pull Javier's cock from my ass and quite frankly I wanted the boy to stay
there as long as possible. I moved anyway, telling him what I was doing
and sure enough it caused his dick to slip out of me and we both moaned
at the loss.

Javier lay there panting, my sperm covering the front of his torso and
smearing it all over mine. I didn't care on whit. My hands ran up and
down the boy's back, onto his butt, and back up to ruffle his hair. He
continued to pant but his breathing was returning to normal.

"That was incredible Javier," I whispered into his ear as I gently ran my
fingers through his thick black hair, "absolutely incredible." I kissed
his head, well, his hair actually, and continued to rub him. He finally
moved, his head only, and looked at me with a smile on his smooth young
face.

"Thank you Greg. It sure was fun. Can we do it again." I smiled at him. A
true boy.

"Tonight?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Oh no," he said with a serious look on his face. "Not tonight but
sometime, maybe in a couple of days or something." I thought that a
little odd.

"Why a couple of days Javier?"

"Well, for your. for you to rest and get back to normal, maybe for the
pain to go away."  I smiled at him.

"There isn't any pain Javier and besides even if there was it wouldn't
take a couple of days to go away. I'd be fine tomorrow. Heck, I'm fine
right now; just a little sleepy is all. But thank you for thinking of
me."  He seemed to give that some thought.

"Well I thought it would be painful, that your butt would need time to
rest or something." I shook my head.

"Nope. It's fine. Sure, sometimes it hurts when someone gets poked the
first time but even then the pleasure takes over and the pain goes away.
Generally one can do it again almost immediately as long as it wasn't
forced but if a partner takes the time to prepare a person then it's
often not so bad." He was interested in just what "prepared" entailed so
I explained the whole process to him. Meanwhile my cum was cooling and I
thought my ass might be leaking so suggested a shower, which we took.
Since it was a post cum shower we focused on the actual washing and it
was fun watching Javier clean himself; doing the typical scooping of
water under the balls to soak the genital area then the cleansing of
same, lifting one foot to the toes and sort of looking over his shoulder
while he reached back to cleanse his puckered hole.

He had a variety of questions about what we'd just done and I answered
each of them. He'd wanted to know if getting fucked stretched a butt hole
out of shape and I explained that it did but that the muscle returned to
normal fairly quickly. He wanted to know how long it took and I told him
that honestly I hadn't sat around and watched someone's hole and timed
it. He laughed. I turned my back to him and bent over a little so he
could see mine and he declared that it looked normal.

"Well there you go sweet thing. Later, after a little snack, we lay
curled up in bed.

"Greg."

"Yeah."

"Are you gonna do that to me, put your cock in my butt, Fuck me?" I took
a little time for that one, wanting my words to sound right.

"Well Javier that depends on whether or not you want to go there, to try
it. Certainly I'd like to but it isn't about what I want it's what you
want."

"Will it hurt when you do?" So, it seemed as though the boy had already
made up his mind, although it could easily have been his English.

"I can't say for sure Javier but I can tell you that I would do
everything in my power to get your hot feelings up to where the pain
would be small. Besides," I went on, "once you get going the pleasure
takes over so unless it was hugely painful, what little pain you had
would go away." He seemed to consider that for awhile, then yawned
against my shoulder.

"I don't know. I think I want to try it but I'm sort of scared. You've
got a pretty big cock and I think it would hurt." I didn't want to tell
him that I'd fucked more than my share of twelve to fourteen year old
boys and with few exceptions they'd had a great time with little to no
pain.

"Well it isn't something we need to worry about right now baby. It'll
happen if and when you're ready for it and I won't let it happen before
then." He mumbled and "okay" and his breathing slowed.

"I like it when you call me baby," he whispered, sleep quickly taking
over. I told him I was glad. Then he popped away a little more and rose
up on a shoulder.

"You said you loved me. Did you really mean that?" he asked. I kissed him
on the lips, the dim light from the walk though closet light that I'd
left on for him allowing me to see what I was doing.

"I did Javier." He kissed me back then settled back down and snuggled in
to me.

"I love you too Greg," he said and in less time that it takes to type it,
he was fast asleep.