Date: Fri, 13 Feb 2009 05:22:45 -0800
From: tague michaels <tagmichaels@gmail.com>
Subject: Brazen Brothers IV

It's taken a while to generate new interest in this story but here it is. I
hope it was worth the wait. Yes I'm planning on another chapter and
hopefully it will be before Easter. As always, N-Joi

Hugs,
Tag_m


The next three days were pretty much routine. I tied up loose ends, took
care of other business, and packed. Javier was good about not being bored
or bugging me to do other things. One morning I walked with him down to
Pike Place Market, one of the most colorful places, as well popular tourist
attractions, in Seattle. The condo was only three blocks over and one block
down and later I asked Javier if he thought he could find his way there and
back. He assured me that he could so I let him go alone and had him take my
cell phone with him just in case. He spent the better part of four hours
wandering through the market and afterwards venturing further down 1st
avenue. He told me all about the fish throwers, the street performers and
everything else that he saw, all of which I was well aware of. The reader
can see Pike Place market through the following link
http://www.pikeplacemarket.org/ or do a Google search for more web pages.

Sex with Javier took on a routine as well, although there was nothing
routine about him. There was plenty of cock stroking and sucking, plenty of
cumming and he even rimmed me. And of course he fucked me for the second
time. Being on my back, looking up onto his smooth brown face was
incredible. I loved watching the play of emotion, the tightening of his
eyes, the pursing of his lips, the deep inhalation of his breath, and the
moans and groans as he drove his rock hard cock in and out of my
ass. Needless to say I was looking forward to the time when I'd be able to
do the same to him as well but there was no way I was going to push that
issue. Besides, doing anything sexual with the adorably cute twelve year
old boy was always a lot of fun. He was enthusiastic, energetic, curious,
and open to learning and you can't beat that combination.

During those three days I did however introduce him to more pleasures of
his asshole by finger fucking him while I jacked him off. I'd given him a
terrific blow job, getting him to the point where his eyes were all but
crossed and he was ready to unload the sweet nectar of his tender young
balls. I told him I wanted to try something new and he nodded his
head. When I got out the lube he asked if I was going to fuck him and I
told him that was going to wait until he was ready but for the moment there
were other things we could do to get him sort of prepared for it. I quickly
lubed a middle finger then poured some of the goo over his swollen cock
head causing him to squeal a little at the cold. I then grasped onto him,
stroked him once to get him smeared and began to jack him off.

Javier gasped lightly at the new feelings and as he did I wormed the lubed
finger into his tight little hole. That got me another gasp and then moans
as I began to slide my finger in and out of him. Needless to say I found
his little prostate right away and began to massage it. Well, it only took
about forty five seconds before the boy all but screamed out and shot a
little wad of cum clear up to his nipple. He hadn't cum for almost 24 hours
so I guess there was a little build up. Regardless, the boy said afterwards
that it was the most intense feelings he'd ever had and wanted to know if
it was going to be like that when I fucked him. I told him that I sure
hoped so.

It was strange. In Latin America I slept till about seven; in the US I had
generally been up and moving at least an hour earlier so there I was, every
morning, wide awake between five forty five and six. The fifth morning was
like the others; I slipped out of bed so as not to disturb Javier and
padded off to the loo and then to the kitchen where I started the coffee
pot that I'd set up the night before. I threw on some sweat pants and
t-shirt, grabbed a buck and a half in change then went barefooted down to
the lobby and bought a newspaper from the security guy at the front
desk. Back upstairs I poured my first cup and settled in to read. After
three cups of strong brew I headed back to the bathroom for a little bit
longer stay, dragging part two of the paper and a fourth cup of coffee with
me.

Afterwards, as I stood at the sink washing my hands and looking at my hair
in the mirror, I wondered what I was going to do about it in Costa
Rica. Since it had been almost two months since it had last been cut I
wondered if I could con Teddy into cutting my hair on a Sunday. Teddy had
been my cutter for ten years and in the process we'd become fairly good
friends. I hadn't seen him for two months or his family for a good four
months so was long over due for a visit. He and his wife owned an upscale
salon in the North end and as I looked at the clock I wondered if he'd be
up and moving, decided to give it another hour.

I went back into the living room and began pulling the rest of my videos
and DVD's off the shelves and stacking them in piles to ship or store. I
started to do the same with my books then figured to hell with it and
packed them in some Border's books boxes that I kept in the spare room. I
wouldn't be taking any with me, or at least I'd take a very few.

I called Teddy a little before eight and after some catching up asked if he
could cut my hair. He said he'd check with Miriam to see if there was
anything going on and call me back in ten minutes.  He actually called me
back in five and said to come out to the house about eleven and we'd brunch
afterwards. I decided to get Javier up so we could have some semblance of
breakfast early. I couldn't wait till noon and I didn't want to eat so late
as to not want to have brunch with my friends.

I peeked in my bedroom and saw the bed was empty and the bathroom door
closed so I figured my boy was already up and at em. I went back into the
kitchen and started on some scrambled eggs and toast, Javier joining me a
few minutes later.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked as I poured and handed him a glass of OJ and
Javier replied that he did. I whipped the egg whites into a froth then
folded them into yokes and dumped the mix into a buttered pan, all the
while explaining to Javier what the day's plan was. I'd considered taking
him out onto the Olympic Peninsula where I'd purchased some property. I
hadn't been out there for some time and figured as long as I was there I'd
take Javier by Bandy's Troll Haven, a private residence in Gardiner. With
giant carved trolls and carved fence posts, a castle, and huge dragon
gates, I figured that the boy would find it pretty cool. The reader can see
this incredible place by going to: http://www.trollhaven.org/

After we ate I told him I needed a shower and since he hadn't taken one
yet, asked if he could join me and of course I didn't refuse.  Stripped and
rinsed I admired Javier's brown body, shiny from the water. I almost had
the boy purring as I soaped and massaged his shoulders and down his back. I
gripped and kneaded the orbs of his butt as I washed him and got a huge
moan when I slipped my fingers inside his dusky crack and ran them back and
forth across his puckered muscle, poking the underside of his nuts when I
did it.

I turned him around, glanced at his boyhood standing hard and proud in
front of his flat bally, the foreskin partially retracted so that half his
swollen head was peeking out. Javier's eyes were already half closed in
lust and I gave him a little smile before starting to wash his chest. I
worked my way down, used both hands on his tender young balls and the base
of his cock, pulling his foreskin all the way back and gently soaping the
skin and then the head. I pulled the detachable nozzle down and rinsed his
groin off first, not wanting to irritate the sensitive underside of the
glans by leaving soap on it and of course when I did his butt he helped out
by reaching behind himself and pulling his cheeks open for me then squealed
and wiggled as the spray washed over his hole and the underside of his
hanging sac. He commented on how good that part of it felt.

That done I quickly washed my front while Javier did my back and like I had
done to him, he went inside my butt cheeks to thoroughly clean my
asshole. Standing outside the shower and toweling off I asked him if he
wanted to cum before we left the apartment. He nodded his head
vigorously. As though he would even consider a "no" to that question.

Back in the bedroom proper Javier climbed on my bed and I got on behind
him. I had him lay on his back and I got between his legs and began licking
his balls, then sucking his stone hard cock. I pulled his foreskin all the
way up and suckled it like the nipple it was before slowly pulled it down,
my lips gripping his flesh and replacing the foreskin as soon as it passed
over any given spot. Javier moaned and groaned as I worked him over,
bringing his heat level up quickly.

I really wanted to rim the boy so moved down on the bed. Instead of asking
him if he wanted to try something new I simply pushed his legs back and
opened his core. Of course he was totally hairless, nothing but soft smooth
flesh surrounding his slightly pink puckered hole. I moved my head in close
and let my tongue snake out and take three or four swipes as though testing
the water. The water tested fine as evidenced by Javier's moaning as well
as his reaching down and holding his legs back even further than I'd had
them. Then I really went to work.

I buried my face in his ass, pressed my tongue in as hard as I could as I
repeatedly licked every single thing within three inches of the actual
hole. I moved upward along his perineum and licked the underside of his
nuts and was rewarded with louder moans before returning back down to his
hole. I was dying to stuff my rock hard cock in there and fuck the boy with
mad abandon, to move his legs all the way back and hammer at his hole, to
mash my balls against his ass as I shoved all eight inches of my man cock
as deep into the boy's tender young body as possible. I knew that was going
to happen, I just didn't know when.

I finally backed away, as though I'd had my fill, although I could have
stayed there for a while longer. I knew that the young boy I was paying
homage to would cum soon if I kept it up but I had other things in mind. He
let his legs down and I moved off of the bed to retrieve the lube from my
nightstand.

"Want to try something new Javier?" I asked him and he nodded his head. I
poured a copious amount of the lube in my hand then wrapped it around his
nail hard cock before smearing all over his pubic bone and his balls. I did
the same to my body, wiped my hands off on a towel then got on the bed and
moved his legs close together before straddling him at the hips. I let my
body down gently until part of my weight rested against him then made sure
that our genitals were lined up, my cock along side of his. I allowed some
more of my weight to rest on him then began to undulate hips in a
simulation of fucking him. He smiled up at me then pulled my head down so
that he could kiss me and in a flash we were engaged in an open mouth,
tongue battling kiss, both of us breathing through our nostrils.

I began to move a little faster, to press my cock into his belly and pubic
bone and thus press his cock into mine. It didn't take long before Javier
was moaning underneath me and his breathing became ragged.

"Oh gosh Greg," he moaned and slipped his arms under mine to hold onto and
rub my back while at the same time trying to undulate his hips against
me. While frottage doesn't exactly have the same impact as actual
intercourse it's still a hell of a lot of fun and it wasn't all that long
before both of us were breathing heavily. I added some sideways motions to
my repertoire which caused out cocks to mash against each other and shortly
after that Javier groaned out and although I couldn't feel his sperm
seeping out I knew that it was. I pressed into him even harder, slide
sideways a few times and brought my own orgasm on.

I kept on pumping, humping and grinding against the boy and felt my body
give up a good five squirts of cum before it felt like it began to die
away. Javier began to giggle and I knew that he was experiencing post
orgasmic sensitivity in his cock head so despite my desire to continue
moving against his body for a little while longer, I stopped, and we both
took some time to catch our breath.

"Wow," he finally said, "that was pretty interesting." I smiled, kissed
him, and told him I was glad he'd liked it. "Pretty messy though isn't it?"
I nodded my head.

"Yeah, we're gonna need another shower that's for sure. I climbed off of
him and we both looked at the gooey mess on our bellies then headed into
the shower again. Thirty minutes later the `Vette was charging up I-5, top
down and our hair blowing slightly in the wind beneath clear sunny
skies. Teddy offered to give Javier an updated cut and style after he
finished me and I have to say that my cute young friend was even cuter with
a gelled and slightly spiky new do. Javier loved it. Brunch was great as
was the small talk with my friends and their ten year old twin boys. As
Javier and I headed out Teddy and his wife vowed that they would contact me
about coming down to Costa Rica for their annual two week vacation. In the
car Javier commented how much like his brother the twins were. Not in a
sexual way, he clarified but just their overall fun loving behavior. I
agreed with him.

We rode the ferry from Edmonds over to Kingston and of course Javier was
tickled to death over the twenty plus minute boat ride. A forty minute
drive on the Olympic Peninsula brought us to Gardiner and our first
destination. As with everything else that day Javier was amazed and
delighted over the carvings and the castle. I took plenty of pictures for
his memory book, some of them alongside the massive trolls. After spending
some twenty minutes being tourists we headed to my property which was only
five minutes away.

I pulled off the highway onto the Chicken Coop Road, whose name origin was
interesting. Sometime in the thirties or forties a large chicken coop was
built in what was at the time, way out in the country. Before filling it
with the chickens, the man who built it decided to have a Friday night
dance to celebrate it. Back then there was no night life other than a
tavern or two. Well, the dance was so popular that the man held dances
almost every Friday and Saturday night and the place never a single
chicken. I've heard that the place got pretty wild sometimes.

I drove up the narrow, winding blacktopped road then turned off onto a well
packed, smooth, adequately wide dirt road about a ½ mile to a much narrower
dirt road that went off into the woods to the left. About ten feet in, I
came to a bolted and locked steel barred gate. Once through the gate the
road meandered up hill through tall old growth timber; Firs, Hemlock and
Cedars mostly, and some Alders that had up grown in many of the small
pockets where nothing but low brush and blackberry vines grew. The property
had 20 acres of wooded land and another 5 acres of open field. The field
was a high meadow, sitting rather like a bald spot on the crown of a man's
head, looking out on the Olympic Mountains. Some 500 or so feet above sea
level and a mile or so away we looked down on Sequim Bay, a deep blue jewel
set among the greenery of the surrounding tree filled land. Off to the left
we could see the Jamestown Klallam tribe's casino, and parts of the highway
as it crept between the trees as it rounded the head of the bay.

I parked at the edge of the field and got out, Javier following suit. "It's
very beautiful here Greg," Javier said. I nodded my head and started to
walk through the thigh high grasses and wildflowers. We flushed a couple of
pheasant whose abrupt launch startled us both. I looked toward the far end
of the field and stopped, putting my hand on Javier's chest and pointing
with my other hand. It took him a moment to spot what I was pointing at but
eventually saw the movement, a herd of Roosevelt Elk that was coming to its
feet. They had been lying down, their massive bodies hidden by the grasses
but they too had heard the rushed charge of the birds taking flight. The
Elk had lived in the Olympic Mountains for centuries and came down from the
higher elevations in the late spring and summer. Tourists would hamper or
even block traffic, stopping to allow the beasts to cross a highway or just
watch them as they grazed and rested in fields along the highway. They were
quite majestic, the males sporting huge racks of antlers and while not tame
by any means the beasts were unconcerned about humans most of the
time. After all, they were there well before humans, at least white humans
and probably before the natives.

Javier asked what they were, his voice whispering so as not to alarm them,
so I explained it to him, keeping my voice low as well. We watched as they
moved about slowly, the males watching us while females and their young
grazed and ambled into the woods. I had to pee so opened up and dropped my
jeans and underwear low enough that I didn't have to use a hand. Javier
smiled and did the same thing. Gazing down at his boyhood caused a slight
twinge in my belly, a stirring in my own boyhood.

"It is kind of fun, peeing in the wind like this, yes?" Javier commented
while his eyes were directed at first his cock and then mine. I nodded my
head.

"Having sex or just being naked out here is fun too," I said without
elaborating on exactly what I meant.

"You take your clothes off out here?" he asked, "what if people see you." I
swung my arm around in a panoramic gesture.

"There are no people living anywhere in sight and I think the nearest
neighbor is well below us and at least a mile away." Indeed no houses our
buildings could be seen in the hills around us although houses could be
seen in the far distance and way below us.  My property was completely
fenced with six strands of barbed wire so probably kept all but the most
determined from coming on to the property. Elk, Deer and other animals were
probably the most determined.

"Can we then, take our clothes off?" I nodded my head and Javier peeled his
t-shirt off then dropped his beach jeans and underwear then pulled them off
over his shoes. I laughed and did the same although I was wearing regular
jeans so had to take my shoes off to get my clothes off then put the shoes
back on again. Going barefoot was probably not the best of ideas given that
wild animals, cattle, and horses grazed and thus shit there for a hundred
years or more. In addition there were rocks, mole holes, perhaps anthills
and who new what else.

Wandering around naked in the wild with Javier was just plain fun. He had
such a terrific body and watching the growing muscles move beneath his
brown skin was a delight. I was standing behind him a few times when he
bent over to pick a flower or grab something of interest. Seeing his dusky
crack open and his smooth brown nuts hanging between his thighs caused my
cock to do more than just stir. The second time, he did it as we reached
the car, and he must have sensed I was looking or maybe realized that he
was doing. Still bend over Javier looked around the side of his right leg
and saw me all but staring.

"You like the view Greg?" he asked. I smiled and nodded my head.

"I love the view Javier." He stood upright then turned and of course his
eyes were drawn to my cock which had started a slight rise to glory.

"He likes the view too Greg." Javier stepped up to be and took hold of my
cock, squeezed it up and down the length. Needless to say it began to rise
even faster. As I watched him, Javier's cock began to rise as well and it
wouldn't do but I had to reach out and touch someone, specifically,
Javier's rapidly riasing young cock. I grasped him from underneath and
stroked him a few times, covering and uncovering his lighter colored cock
head. He stepped back after a moment, dropped his clothes onto the
passenger seat then stepped back up to me.

Javier dropped to his knees in the grass, pulling my fully hardened cock
down then placing his mouth over the head. I let my head fall backwards and
closed my eyes for a moment as the warmth from the boy's mouth flooded my
body. I looked back down as he started to suck me, holding onto my cock
with one hand, my heavy balls with the other and slowly stroking me as he
bobbed his head back and forth. I really wanted to cum in his mouth again
but I knew his mouth would get plenty sore before I even got close to
cumming.

Javier finally stood up, moving his jaw back and forth. It was my turn to
drop to my knees in front of the boy but first I dropped my clothes on top
of his before turning him and leaning him up against the front fender of
the `Vette. I felt his cock up a few times before I stroked it. I leaned
in, pulled his foreskin all the way back and cleaned his precum off with my
tongue. Like he had done to me, I closed my mouth over the head but unlike
him, I swallowed his entire cock to the root, his sparse moss poking me in
the nose.

"Oohhh gosh Greg that feels good," he groaned above me. I put my hands on
the globes of his ass and pulled him to me then pushed him back. Javier was
a quick study and began fucking his boy stick into my mouth. I really loved
the feel of Javier cock in my mouth. It was the perfect size on the perfect
boy and sucking his cock was an absolute pleasure for me. Judging from the
moans coming from above me, it was an absolute pleasure for the dark
skinned teen as well.

I took the hand that was on his balls and wrapped it around my cock and
began jacking off. It was weird feeling my balls drag back and forth over
some of the lower growing grasses. I wanted Javier to shoot his sperm into
my mouth and I hoped that perhaps I could get myself to cum and the same
time that he did. I got my wish.

"Gosh Greg I'm gonna cum soon," Javier moaned. I stroked myself harder and
faster, clenched and relaxed my groin muscles to help bring on an orgasm
while I sucked and stroked on Javier. His hands pressed against the sides
of my head and he pumped slower into my mouth. Just as I felt my balls
start to tingle and roil I heard a low moan at the same time that Javier's
cock hardened against my lips. I felt the warm gooiness of his sperm as it
oozed out the slit of his swollen head onto the middle of my tongue and
that helped shove me over the edge.

I moaned around the boy's cock as my own sperm shot out into the weeds. I
kept on stroking Javier, coaxing every bit of liquid that he made up and
out of his fleshy tube and when that was done began to swirl my tongue all
over the tip to clean it off. That was good for about five seconds before
the boy giggled and pulled away from me so I sat back on my haunches and
kept up a slow stroke to clear the cum from my own cock while Javier
watched me. When it was all said and done I wiped the leaking sperm from my
cock head then wiped my fingers in the weeds and grass and stood up. I
leaned forward and kissed Javier lightly on the lips and felt his lips move
against mine in response. After we broke the kiss he said,

"It's pretty up here Greg. You know there are some spots like this on
Abuela's property back home; that look out on the ocean I mean. I should
show them to you sometime." I told the boy that I would like that. I hadn't
spent any time at all exploring Andrea's property and looked forward to
some point in the future when I'd have some time to do that.

We got dressed and headed down the hill and back toward Seattle, electing
to take the Bainbridge Island ferry into downtown since I lived a scant
mile from where the boat docked. In clear weather the sight of the city is
magnificent. It was getting on toward dinner time and when I asked Javier
what he'd like for dinner he told me Hamburgers and fries. We went to Red
Mill Burgers located up on Phinney Ridge and when it was all said and done
my boy was about ready for bed, or at least sleep.

Back at the condo I went right back to work packing. Time was flying by and
I only had a few more days to get things in order before heading back to my
new home. Actually I only had one full day as we'd be flying on the second
day. I went through my closet with a critical eye, deciding that the dress
clothes I owned would no longer be needed so put them in the donation
pile. The things that I saved for shipping were all casual clothes,
electing not to bother putting any clothes in storage. It did remind me
that I needed to get some new work clothes, including boots. I'd left
Javier in the living room watching TV and by the time I was done it was
after nine and I found him sound asleep on the sofa. It didn't appear as
though either one of us was going to get fucked that night. That was okay
though since we'd both cum at least twice a day for the past five days.

When I picked Javier up he woke up enough to put his arms around my neck,
not letting go until I laid him on my bed. Together we got him undressed
down to his boxers and when I started to get him under the covers he
stopped me, stood up and stripped those off as well.

"I like to be naked when I sleep with you Greg," he said in a very sleepy
voice then slid in under the covers. I kissed him then headed out of the
room to continue segregating and packing my stuff. I finally stopped around
eleven and fell exhausted into bed. I could have worked longer but knowing
that I would probably be awake by six regardless, I elected to try and get
a decent night's sleep.

As predicted I woke a little after six, got up and half dressed then went
back to work. I'd already asked Matt what stuff he wanted to keep which
included the furniture and anything else in the kitchen. Essentially a
confirmed bachelor my friend hadn't spent a great deal of time or money on
any of those things in his current apartment. Since he was upgrading by
moving into my place he decided that it would be easier for both of us to
just leave all that stuff and we'd figure out the cost in the event that I
sold him the place.

I was pretty much finished with what I needed to do by the time Javier came
into the living room about nine. Still fully naked he came over and gave me
a hug and a kiss then asked what we were going to do that day.

"How would you like to go play in the snow?" I asked him and the boy lit up
like a Christmas tree.

"Can we?" he said excitedly. I nodded my head and told him we definitely
could. I'd looked out my living room window and saw that clouds were
starting to form so suggested that we get hopping if we wanted to be in the
mountains before it started to rain. We showered quickly, managing to get
through it with neither of us copping a bone, then stopped by Mickey D's
for breakfast before jumping on I-90 east. I stopped at the outlet mall in
North Bend to pick up a hooded sweatshirt for Javier then made it to
Snoqualmie summit by eleven. We'd put the top up in the `Vette before we
left North Bend so when we got out of the car Javier was hit by the
considerably colder air.

Being late May, it was still more than chilly at that altitude so Javier
pulled the sweatshirt on right away. Although the roads and parking area
were bare there was still snow piled at the edges of the mostly empty
lot. Javier immediately tried to make a snowball but was a little
disappointed that it didn't work very well so. I had him follow me up one
of the many trails, the boy excited at seeing his breath in the cold
air. There was still plenty of unmolested snow in the woods and brush along
side the trail so Javier had much better luck creating a snowball that held
together. He threw it at a tree and laughed as it splattered on the bark
then went about making another one. Needless to say I took plenty of
pictures.

It didn't take long before his hands were red and he was cold. Having never
been out of Latin America in his young life, the lowest temperature that
he'd ever experienced was a refrigerator and even then he had never been
inside of a walk-in. He shoved his hands into the pouch on the front of the
sweatshirt and we headed back to the car, Javier's shoulders hunched up in
an effort to keep warm. I decided to go into the lodge restaurant and
ordered us both a mug of hot chocolate, another treat that the boy had
never experienced but was thrilled by.

An hour later we were headed back across Mercer Island, headed for downtown
Seattle. When asked, Javier said that he wasn't yet hungry saying that the
breakfast had been filling. On the drive back I'd racked my brain trying to
think if I was forgetting anything and couldn't think of a thing. A
professional mover was going to box up all of my electronics, which
included my computer, and get those shipped in the same container with my
other things. I figured "fuck it". If I forgot something, oh well.

With nothing better to do I headed toward the Seattle Center, thinking I'd
take Javier up the space needle. I was lucky and found a parking spot close
by and twenty minutes later we were gazing out over the city, Elliot Bay
and beyond. By the time we were done my boy was getting hungry so we headed
down to the food court and found something to get us by until dinner and
after snacking we went through the Pacific Science center. All in all it
was a fun time for both of us.

As we'd looked out on the city from atop the needle Javier commented on all
the construction cranes and it was then that I'd remembered that I needed
to get some new work clothes. I knew of a place not far from where we were
that catered to work type clothing for all ages. I parked in their lot and
when we walked through the front door my nostrils were assaulted by the
smell of leather. Even Javier commented on it. An hour, and almost eight
hundred dollars later, we headed back out the front door. Our purchases
included waterproof work boots and appropriate socks, hand shoes (gloves-3
pair each), lightweight waterproof ponchos as well as slightly heavier
jackets, wide brim jungle rain hats, and work goggles. I'd remembered
Angelo's shoe and clothing sizes so got a full set of clothes for him as
well. One of the things I'd liked about this company was that they also did
business online so would ship the stuff home for me and if any of Angelo's
stuff didn't fit I could return it for exchange or refund.

A light rain had started which put a slight damper on sightseeing stuff and
it was still too early for dinner. I suggested a movie, Javier agreed so I
headed for a multiplex not far from where we were at. The new Indy flick
was showing so that's what we chose, although Javier knew nothing about
Indiana Jones. Still he loved the movie and when I told him afterwards that
I had the entire series he was as excited as can be. Neither of us was real
hungry after a tub of popcorn and soda's but ice cream sundaes sounded like
a good way to end Javier's last day in America. So we made our way to a
Coldstone Creamery store where we gorged ourselves before heading home.

At the condo I called Matt and confirmed transportation to the airport for
the next day around noon-thirty. He would pick me up at the condo and bring
a lot boy to take the `Vette back. I had already contacted the various
service people and put everything in Matt's name and had let the building
management know what my plans were so there wasn't much else to do. I hung
up as Javier came into the living room, a rather distressing expression on
his smooth brown face and a hand on his belly.

"I don't feel so good Greg," he told me. "My stomach feels pretty bad and I
feel like I have to poop but can't. You don't think I got what Angelo had
do you?" I thought about it for a moment then shook my head.

"I doubt it Javier. It's probably because we ate mostly junk food all day
and your body isn't used to it." I hoped I was right although if he was
still sick in the morning I could realistically change our flight
plans...for a fee of course. "Let's see if I can find something in the
bathroom for you."

I got up and headed for the master bathroom with Javier in tow and once
there discovered how lacking my medicine cabinet was. There was a drugstore
not far from the condo so I told Javier to lie down and I'd go find him
something. On the way I got to wondering what kind of preparations Andréa
had for medical issues or medical emergencies. When I explained Javier's
problem with the pharmacist he figured like I had, the boy's stomach just
wasn't used to so much junk food. He gave me some suggestions for over the
counter remedies, of which I picked a couple, and I headed home where I
found Javier lying on my bed fully clothed and sound asleep. I headed back
into the living room, closing the bedroom door to a crack.

I called Andréa to explain what was going on and what my thoughts were, she
agreed with me that it was probably nothing. She also said that Angelo was
pestering her almost hourly about when we were going to be home. Before I
hung up I asked her about medical supplies and she admitted that she had
very few so I told her I would go to a medical supply house before I left
and see if I could get something put together and possibly shipped. With
that, I hung up.

Despite the fact that it was barely nine thirty I decided to call it a
night. Tomorrow was going to be a long day and I really didn't have any
reason to stay up. I woke Javier up enough to get him undressed and under
the covers and a few minutes later I joined him. As much as I wanted to
snuggle up to Javier I curled up on my own side of the bed and dropped off
to sleep.

First thing the following morning I put our dirty clothes in the washing
machine, after starting the coffee pot that is. Next I sealed then put my
name and address on all the boxes that were going to be shipped. Yeah, I
know, they were all going into a container but you never know.  I unplugged
all of the entertainment stuff, rolled up all of the various wires and
cords and tied them up or added them to the box with all my owner's
manuals, and other important paperwork such as what I'd need for taxes at
the end of the year. Javier got up about eight, the same time that the
building security guy called up and said the packing guys were
downstairs. I switched the loads, let the mover guys in then took a quick
shower with Javier then started packing our clothes. I was getting hungry
and so was my boy. I also wanted to go to a medical supply store that was
close by so told the packing guys we'd be back in an hour or less. They
would be plenty busy securing the wide screen TV and other electronics.

The walk to the medical supply store took us past an upscale café where we
stopped and had a French baked omelet and the most delicious home style
fried potatoes in the world. We finally made it the medical supply store
and after a couple hundred bucks felt I like we'd be able to take care of
most minor emergencies and a few major ones. Javier and I lugged the box
back to the condo in time for it to be added to the stuff that was
scheduled to be shipped.

Ten thirty arrived and everything that was going was gone, all moved to the
freight elevator then down to the loading dock at the back of the
building. I looked around my half empty apartment, the suitcase and larger
trunk sitting by the front door ready to go. I was doing it, I was really
leaving and quite possibly for good. Well, not including trips back to
visit but even that I didn't expect would be often. The only thing tying me
to area was my property and even that wasn't a real strong tie. No, my
dream was becoming a reality and while I was excited, there was also some
fear and anxiety. I worked to keep the "what ifs" at bay as I did a walk
through of the condo, Javier following along with me.

I peeled my jeans and t-shirt off and Javier did the same, tossing the
clothing into the washer. We both would travel wearing shorts; beach jeans
and t-shirt. It might be a little uncomfortable in the Pacific Northwest
but it would be more comfortable when we got off the plane in San Jose. I
wandered into my bedroom and gazed out toward the space needle, a corner of
Elliot bay and Bainbridge Island. "How long before we have to leave Gregg?"
Javier asked. I'd glanced at the clock on my nightstand then remembered
that I needed to pack it.

"Another hour and a half at least," I told him. "Why." He shrugged his
shoulders.

"I dunno, I thought maybe we could mess around a little bit before we go. I
mean, if we don't have anything else to do," he added. I turned to look at
him, letting the white gauze curtain fall back into place.

"You sure?" His answer was to step up to me and hug me. Javier rested his
head against my chest and I rested my chin on his crown. I reveled in the
warmth of his body, was acutely aware that the base of my cock was push
into his lower belly. One of his hands slipped downward and cupped my butt,
the other one stayed and rubbed gently on my back.

"We didn't do anything for the past two nights Greg. I sorta missed that,
even though we did some stuff during the day." Javier then broke the hug,
took my hand and led me to the bed. There was something intensely erotic
about that; the boy leading the man. He climbed onto the rumbled bed, his
hand still wrapped in mine, and tugged at me to follow him. And I did.

We lay on our sides facing each other, faces barely six inches apart and a
hand on the other's hip or waist. "This has been a really fun trip Greg,"
he said. "I'm a little sad that Angelo couldn't come but I'm glad too."
With that said he leaned his head in and kissed me on the lips. I loved the
feel of Javier's soft lips against mine. His kiss was so tender and so full
of feeling and as I responded against him I was reminded how glad I was
that Angelo hadn't been with us. His hand moved to my shoulder and he
pressed his lips harder against mine, moving his jaw into a more wide open
kiss and pressing his tongue against me. I opened my mouth to let him in
and his tongue began an attack and retreat protocol.

His hand vacated my hip and went to the front of my boxers and grasped onto
my hardening cock. He squeezed and groped while he kissed and moaned. My
hand had been on Javier's hip but moved down onto his butt where it groped
and squeezed. I'd started out on top of his underwear but moved my hand up
into the leg hole where my fingers could knead on bare, warm flesh. My
flesh touching his bare body seemed to spur the boy on a little. He pulled
his lips away from mine but his tongue continued to probe at mine like a
tentacle searching for something to grasp onto.

Javier's hand wormed its way into the fly hole of my underwear and after a
little manipulation managed to get the top part of my cock through it. Of
course a little judicious moving of my hips helped facilitate that
happening and once it was through the hole I thrust them forward to push as
much cock outside my clothing as possible to give the boy something to
grasp onto. There was, and he did, wrapping his fingers around the head and
the shaft and exerting some pressure, then continuing that pressure down
the shaft until my underwear pressed against my fuzz and my bag. Once he
had as much of me outside my clothing as possible, he began to slowly
stroke me.

I imagined that Javier's neck got a little tired keeping his head up
because he eventually let it rest on the pillow just about the time I
pulled my hand out of the leg of his boxers and moved it up to the small of
his back and rubbed gently along the waistband of his underwear. I rose
slightly on my elbow, leaned over, and began kissing and nuzzling in the
soft crook of his neck. Javier shivered and moaned as I worked back and
forth on the sensitive area. My hand slipped in under his waistband and
moved down to cup and squeezed at his butt, my fingers at times grazing
along his gluteal cleavage. My wrist was pulling at the top of his
waistband so Javier lifted his hip up off the bed and I quickly worked the
bottom and then the top of the elastic downward until his underwear was
down below his delicious brown butt.

My mouth moved up his neck and I began to softly lick and then suck at his
ear, my warm breath blowing into it and causing even louder moaning and
more shivering. My hand gripped firmly at his butt trying to give equal
time to each cheek but also taking time to continue trailing my fingers up
and down his crack.

Javier finally moved away, pulling his head and then his body back. He
immediately shoved his boxers down then kicked them off and went to work on
mime. I had to do a little maneuvering to get my dick back through the hole
but once I did, they came off easily. Javier's hand went right to my inner
thigh and moved upward encountering my balls then cupping them and dragging
them further upward until they could go no further. He let them go gently
and as soon as they dropped he grasped onto my cock again and began
stroking.

Then Javier surprised me. He leaned in then put his mouth over my nipple
and began sucking on it. I had yet to introduce the boy to any nipple play
what so ever but here he had taken the initiative. Afterwards he would tell
me that it just seemed like a thing to. While I don't necessarily care to
have my nipples played with, they are sensitive and having Javier suck one
was just plain sexy. I rolled onto my back and Javier rolled with me, his
mouth staying attached to me. My free hand automatically went up to the
back his head to gently encourage the boy to continue to nurse at a dry
well while his hand kept up a slow stroke on my dick.

Javier didn't stay there overly long but broke away and gently moved his
upper body lower, softly kissing my belly as he went. I had done that to
him once so I knew where he'd gotten that idea. When my cock head poked his
cheek he turned his head and began licking at mine, running his tongue all
around the sensitive swollen flesh, before taking me into hi mouth. Three
of Javier's fingers cupped at my sac, separating my balls, while his thumb
and forefinger worked at the base of my cock to direct it where he wanted
it to go, which wasn't very far. He bobbed his head slowly back forth
managing to get a couple inches of me inside his mouth.

He stayed there for maybe three minutes giving me a credible blow job then
surprised me once again. He let go of everything, got to his knees and then
straddled my belly. I thought for a moment that he was going to take hold
of my cock and try to sit on it, but no. He moved toward my head, his hard
cock bobbing in the air in front of me, then leaned forward and braced his
hands on the wall above the bed sticking his cock in my face. I reached up
and took hold of his rigid flesh, pulled it downward and retracting his
foreskin at the same time, then put my mouth over the head.

My tongue tasted his precum then licked the entire tip and cleaning it of
his leaking juices. I moved my head, taking most of him into my mouth
before backing off. One hand went to Javier's firm little butt and the
other cupped and tugged on the smooth sac of balls that hung between his
thighs. The boy began to gently fuck his cock into my mouth, and I
encouraged it. A finger on the hand that played with his balls moved back
between while the hand on his ass pulled one cheek open and between the two
of them they opened up his core and a finger began moved gently back and
forth across his puckered muscle. Javier moaned loudly at the intrusion and
pushed his cock a little further into my mouth. We managed that for a
couple of minutes before the ring tone on the washer went off letting me
know that its job was finished.

I wanted to get the load switched in order for it to have plenty of time to
dry before we had to leave but I didn't want to interrupt what we were
doing. Javier seemed to have exerted himself for the first time, leading me
where he wanted me, or us, to go and I found that very erotic. As if
reading my mind regarding the washer he pulled away from me and sat on the
bed.

"You need to put the clothes in the dryer, huh?" I nodded my head and
rolled off of the bed and headed toward the laundry nook in the hallway. As
I was getting ready to go back to the bedroom my phone rang so I diverted
to the living room to answer it, cursing technology as I went. It was Matt
and he called to say that we should probably leave a little earlier than
planned due to construction around the airport, said he'd be there to pick
us up closer to noon.

"Fuck," I thought to myself, glancing at the clock and seeing it was almost
eleven. When I finally got back to the bedroom I got a third and then a
forth surprise. I took in the whole scene at once. Javier was lying on his
back on the bed, his legs pulled back and his finger in his ass, slowly
moving it in and out, the bottle of lube standing on the nightstand next to
him. He opened his eyes as I approached the bed.

"I want you to fuck me before we go Greg and I know we don't have a lot of
time," he said, taking his finger out of his butt. I raised an
eyebrow. "Yes, I'm sure," Javier said. As I said before, I hadn't all that
many experiences with boys but I'd had enough to know that when a boy said
"I'm sure" then he damn sure was.

I stepped up to the side of the bed and grabbed the lube then smeared the
middle finger of my left hand. If I was going to stuff eight thick inches
of cock into his tight virgin ass then he would need to be more prepared
than he was and his heat level needed to be in the stratosphere. Otherwise
it was going to hurt and I did not want to hurt the boy any more than was
necessary to help him lose his virginity. I also didn't have a great deal
of time. I mean, I had time to commit the act but I wanted time to shower
afterwards, to hold Javier and hug him and kiss him and make him feel
special. I didn't want it to be a slam bam thank you Sam, not for his first
time.

Javier moved more into the center of the bed and I told him to move down a
little bit. I got onto the bed along side of him but I faced his groin in a
69 position. I told him to throw his top leg over my body and as I did I
directed him so that it was against my ribs. Essentially it was like he was
lying on his belly with one knee pulled up on he was more on his
side. Either way his tender little ass was practically in my face. I
reached over with my right hand and peeled his butt cheek open to reveal
his puckered muscle then slowly inserted my finger into his body. Javier
grunted as I penetrated his core then took hold of my cock and started to
suck me.

I watched my finger move in and out of his ass for a moment; watched his
smooth young balls hanging onto his thigh move slightly with each movement
of my finger. My head had been resting on the inner thigh of his leg but I
moved my face up farther so that I could lick at the egg like orbs, causing
Javier to moan, the sound emanating from around my cock as he kept on
sucking me while I moved the semi-firm nuggets around with my tongue. I
finally slipped a second finger inside of him; stretching his muscle
farther than it most likely had ever been stretched in his life. I felt my
cock throb at the sight and the knowledge that within minutes it was going
to be buried deep inside Javier's body.

My fingers had grazed his prostate a few times as they moved in and out of
him but I didn't concentrate on it at first. As I heard Javier's breath
become more ragged and after he stopped sucking my cock a few times in
order to draw in larger amounts of air I began to focus on the small, thumb
nail sized gland. It didn't take much longer for him to finally speak. In a
voice that was more than a few shades deeper than his normal voice he said,

"God Greg you better stop that and get your cock inside of me really soon
before I cum." That was what I'd been working toward and waiting to
hear. In anticipation of his need, Javier didn't put my cock back in his
mouth but simply stroked it but he surprised me again by rubbing my
hardened shaft against his smooth face as though it were a piece of satin
or silk.

I gently pulled my fingers from his ass and moved out from under his leg. I
reached for the lube and slathered my cock with it then smeared more of it
all over his wrinkled sphincter muscle. Javier hadn't moved but continued
to lie on his stomach with the one knee still pulled up toward his
waist. His arms were wrapped around a pillow that his head rested on but
his eyes were open and watching me.

"Do you want to stay like, on your belly Javier?" I asked him and he nodded
his head. It wasn't what I would have wanted. I would have preferred that
he be on his back so that I could watch his beautiful, smooth face as I
penetrated his body then made love to him.

I climbed on the bed and moved so that my knees straddled the leg that was
sticking straight. I used my right hand to pull his butt cheek open to
reveal the darker target of his hole. My left hand held my cock down and I
moved in close. I watched as the tip of my swollen cock head touched his
flesh then pushed gently. There are times when it takes a lot of pressure
to get through, and times when it seems to go easily. This was one of the
easier times for it didn't take a lot of pressure before the rings of
muscle gave way and let me pass through the portals and into his no longer
virgin body.

"Oowww," Javier cried out, his head rising off the pillow in a reflexive
action.

"Relax baby, and breathe," I cooed to him. The boy immediately did as I
asked, his head falling back onto the pillow and while I saw his back
muscles relax his asshole remained tight as a camel's ass in a sandstorm.

"Do you want to come out?" He shook his head on the pillow but didn't say
anything. What a trooper he was. We stayed like that for a good thirty
seconds which is a long time when you're in such a position. Since I was
solidly connected to him, I put both hands on the bed. He finally gave me
the go ahead.

"I'm okay now, put it all the way inside of me Greg," he said. I did as
Javier requested and slowly pushed until my hair touched his butt. I have
to say that watching my hard cock disappear inside of him looked and felt
incredible and being all the way inside felt even better than that. The boy
was everything that I could have hoped for; cute as hell and even
tighter. Once I bottomed out, I began the process of loving him; slowly
pulling out about half way before moving back inside of him. I moved like
that about eight times, give or take, before I started to pull almost all
the way out. I watched Javier's face, or at least one side of it, as I
fucked him. His breathing had leveled out and his eyes were closed but
would squint a little bit tighter, as did his mouth, when I pushed all the
way back inside of him. It didn't take long before the squinting stopped
and Javier's mouth began to hang open and his breathing began to get
deeper. I kept up a slow but steady pace, working to get the boy's heat
level back up to where I could really get down to business and fuck his
tight little ass like I wanted to. I wanted to get him to where he wanted
to be at the same thing that I did.

"Oh man Gregg it doesn't hurt anymore. It's starting to feel really good,"
he told me, eyes still closed and face on the pillow. With those words I
picked up speed a little bit and when I bottomed out inside of him his body
moved on the bed. When Javier reached behind himself and pulled his butt
cheek open I knew that he was beginning to really get into it.

"Greg, can I turn over so I can see your face while you fuck me?' he asked,
opening his eyes for the first time and turning his head around to almost
look at me.

"Sure baby. Do you want me to come out of you or would you like to try it
while I'm still inside?"

"Inside," was his answer.

With a little movement I got back to my knees and took control of his right
leg and began to raise it up and Javier turned his body along with my
movements. I leaned my upper body back to get out of the way and Javier
bent his knee and, thank God for the flexibility of youth, we managed to
get his leg to the other side. Sweet baby Jesus it was hot to look down on
the boy; his smooth face, compact brown body, his boyhood charms in the
beginning stages of growing up and my cock stuck in his tight butt.

Javier's balls hung low and his cock was about three quarters hard and
pointing toward his chin but still resting on his flat belly.

"God you're so beautiful Javier," I whispered. He smiled, white teeth a
sharp contrast to his smooth brown skin.

"Thank you Greg," he whispered back to me. He rose up a little on one elbow
to look down at where we were connected and of course he couldn't see his
asshole but he could sure see my hard cock sprouting from my pubic hair and
disappearing under his balls. He reached down and felt around, his fingers
probing where my cock disappeared inside of him. Satisfied, he lay back
down.

"We don't have a lot of time Greg. Fuck me, fuck me real good, make me
cum." I took me a moment to respond so surprised was I at Javier's
words. Of course I shouldn't have been too surprised given the way things
had gone for the past hour. I put my hands under his legs and held them up
and back, bent at the knee. The movement raised his body so that I was more
in line with his asshole and it was from there that I began to fuck him
again.

I have to say that fucking, in general, is a great deal of fun. Fucking a
young teenage boy, or in Javier's case a barely teenage boy, increased that
exponentially for me. With Javier it was even better than that. I watched
his face as I moved in and out of his tender young body, coming so far out
of him that the rim of my cock head became visible and going back inside
until my moss was pressed against his flesh and there was no light visible
between our bodies. Javier's eyes were open for some of it, closed for
others but his face gave away the feelings that were ripping his young body
asunder. His mouth was partially open, allowing for large gulps of air to
move in and out of his body and his moans to be heard. It also allowed him
to graze his lips with tongue, the sight of pink tinted flesh erotic as
hell.

I began to move a little faster, to push my cock back into him a little
harder. But I wanted more, I wanted to make Javier's first fuck the most
memorable experience of his young life. I slipped my arms beneath his legs
and leaned forward, putting my hands on the bed along side his
shoulders. Javier eyes were wide open and he watched my face as it closed
in on his. He put his arms around my neck and held me as I began to fuck
him like he had asked me to.

I love fucking a boy in that position as it gives me a better access to his
hole which means I can get just about every available bit of my cock in
side of him. I am also closer to his face which allows me to really drink
in his emotional expressions but also to kiss him. Of course in reality, I
love fucking a boy in any position, but you understand what I mean.

I lowered my head and kissed Javier and he kissed me back with a great deal
of enthusiasm. I began driving into the boy with force and felt my balls
mash up against his butt. Each time I drove down into him Javier grunted,
or uttered some other sound of pleasure. I broke the kiss and concentrated
on my waist, pulling as far out of him as I dared then plowing back into
him. I took time out from the basic stroke to press deep inside of him and
move my ass from one side to the other. I changed my stroke, exerting
pressure from the top or even from the side. Javier rode with me through it
all. He surprised me again.

"God Greg, fuck me harder Greg, fuck me harder." I did what I could which
lasted about twenty seconds before I felt my balls begin to bubble and boil
and all those millions of sperms gearing up for a fast attack into Javier's
ass. He must have sensed something for he dropped his arms and worked one
hand between us and began stroking his cock, jacking off.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fucking cum," he gasped. And then he did, so did
I.

To say that it was incredible would be an understatement. When I felt
Javier's muscle contract against my cock I fell right on over the edge. I
was trying to look into his eyes when I began pumping a ton of sperm into
the boy but his eyes were closed and I saw stars, or spots, or whatever
ever the hell you want to call them. It was without a doubt the most
intense, the most exhilarating, and most fantastic orgasm that I'd had in
years, probably since I was a young teen.  I pummeled his ass, I rammed, I
jammed, I slammed my cock into him and he begged for more.

"Harder Greg, harder," he moaned in a deep voice as he gulped for air. I
didn't see how I could fuck the boy any harder than I was but I tried. I
did press into him and managed to go at him from some extreme angles and
that seemed to work a little bit for he gasped out loud.

I finally slowed down and moved in and out of him in a more gentle
fashion. Javier's eyes were closed again but he a sort of smile on his
face, almost a Mona Lisa "is she or isn't she" kind of smile. I leaned my
head down and pecked him lightly on the lips and without opening his eyes
he kissed me back quite fiercely.

I finally broke away and slowly let his legs down and managed to get back
on my knees. Javier's eyes were finally open, well kind of, and he smiled
at me.

"That was incredible Greg," he said softly.

"I thought so too baby boy," I replied. I glanced at the clock, saw that
time was indeed flying by. "We're gonna have to get going." He nodded his
head. I leaned forward, telling him to put his arms around my neck and when
he did I told him to hold on tight. I then lifted him and brought him up
onto my lap.

"Oh my," was all he said as he sat there still impaled by eight inches of
hard cock. He wiggled his butt a little bit and moaned softly. "We're going
to have to try this sometime." He kissed me then, a soft but long kiss, a
thank you very much kind of kiss. He was the one to break that one then
slowly lifted himself off of my lap and we both moaned a sigh of sadness at
the loss.

"Gosh I feel like I'm leaking," he said. Javier immediately clenched his
butt cheeks together and headed for the bathroom. I left him to sit on the
toilet and void whatever he needed to while I stripped the bed sheets and
pillow cases and took them to the washing machine, got it started, then
headed to the bathroom.  Javier had started the water so we waited for the
moment that it took to get it up to hot. Javier put his arm around my waist
and huggled up to me so I did the same to him. In that moment I felt that I
could fall in love with the boy. I already loved him, but falling in love
with him was a different story and I was beginning to wonder if that was
starting to happen.

We soaped and washed each other's back and when Javier washed his bottom he
commented that it was shrinking back up to normal. He told me that he'd
felt down there once he decided that he didn't have to poop and discovered
that it wasn't a tight little muscle anymore. We talked a little bit about
what the experience was like for him and it was clear that, after the
initial pain, Javier was had been in seventh heaven.

"It was so incredible receiving you into my body like that Greg. I wish it
could have been longer." He then reached out for my softened dick, smiled
and said, "But I guess there will be other times." Indeed there would be.
Although we would be getting in to San Jose close to midnight we would
likely be there for at least two nights, maybe more, waiting for the truck
to arrive. How we would deal with our love affair when we got back home I
didn't know but I certainly wasn't going to fret over it. And of course
there was Angelo to consider as well and I knew the little boy was going to
want to play and once he found out that I'd fucked his older brother he was
going to insistent that I fuck him as well.

I was looking forward to living in my new country.