Date: Sat, 21 Feb 2015 03:31:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: Aleksandr Mirkov <aleksandrmirkov@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bryan Alone 2

BRYAN ALONE 2
(by Alek M)

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PLOT: 38-year-old Jim Martinez moved to an old apartment and found out what
his new neighbors, a 50-year-old man and an 11-year-old boy, are up to.

BRYAN ALONE: The Boy Dick


	It was five in the morning when I woke up and heard the old man
making love with his young boy again. But this time, I couldn't afford to
take a peep in the hole because I really have to get to work early. In this
city, poor public transportation system gives you a headache. Before I
departed, I did a quick glance at them and left.
	As I was wiping the walls of one of the glass-curtained buildings
in the city, the young boy and the old man were visiting my head moment by
moment. Who are they by the way? I was so sure they were no means related
to each other. The boy was innocent and lovely and he had the sweetest
smile I could ever see. Yesterday, after he had a dry cum on the old man's
right cheek, he looked at him and smiled. Then the old man kissed him and
wiped his own cum. Where did the boy come from? Where are his parents?
	I was getting in loved with him. I wanted his dry cum. I wanted his
lovely boy dick. Last night, I dreamed of him sitting in my face, his dick
was hard and resting on my lips. I wanted him smiling at me. I wanted him
badly.
	Fuck. I was getting hard. Damn it. I was in the middle of this huge
skyscraper and I wanted to jack off.
	When I got home in the evening, I peered in the hole again and
there was no sign of the boy neither of the old man. I went downstairs and
grabbed a can of beer. Yesterday, I could see them in their room throughout
the entire evening. On one occasion, the boy was naked and he was playing
with his toys while the old man was sitting on a desk (probably there was a
computer, only I couldn't see it.)I wondered where they have gone this
evening. The time I decided to just go to sleep, I've heard some noise from
the other door. Then I heard the old man saying, "Where's the key?"
	It's them!
	I jumped off the chair and opened my door a bit, enough to take a
look at them without being noticed. They were leaving! The old man locked
the door and they walked away. Just as they disappeared in the alley, I
went out, ran to their door, and tried to break in. I rushed for a paper
clip to my room and when I came back, I hacked my way inside the door
knob. Just after a moment, the door clicked open. I got in and slammed the
door behind.
	The old man's house interior looked so damn antique and he didn't
have a television. I couldn't even find photos of him, only some collection
of gay porn movies in a shelf. I went upstairs and there were three
rooms. One was full of boxes and spider webs, one was the old man's room,
and the other one was of the boy's. I barged into the boy's room.
	It smelled like cum inside the boy's room. He had a soft bed and a
cabinet of shirts and toys. And yes, he had a drawer of underwear and fuck,
he had a pile of used ones in the corner. I checked and found out they had
cum stains on them. The old man must have been wiping his cum with the
boy's underwear. There were bottles of lube in the bedside table and under
the bed, there were his other toys.
	I was not getting some information here. I thought, I must search
into the old man's room. Suddenly, I heard the front door was opening up.
	I thought of what's the best thing to do and I ended up hiding
inside the storage room. I closed the door without making any noise and
heard them walking through the stairs and past the room I was in. As I was
squatting inside, I noticed a pile of CDs in a rack, all of them were
marked `Bryan'. I grabbed one and waited for them to get into their rooms.
	There, I heard two doors slammed away. I tip-toed my way out, went
downstairs, and left the house. I sighed when I got back home. I
immediately went back to my room and peeped in the hole and saw the boy
reached a switch beside the door and closed the lights. He then snuggled
into his bed.
	"Hey!" I called out quietly. After putting my mouth in the hole, I
peeped again and saw that the boy was still on his bed.
	"Hey!" I repeated.
	The boy turned his head to the window, got off, and turned on the
lights.
	"I'm here!" I said. He came near to the window and put his sight
close to the hole. Cute eyes, actually.
	"Bryan what's that!" The old man yelled from the other room. He
must have noticed the boy's room was lit up again.
	"Shhhh..." I wanted him not say anything about me.
	"No, Sir!" He answered loudly. Fuck it he had a cute prepubescent
voice.
	"You Bryan right?" I whispered.
	"Yeah." He answered in whispers as well.
	I just couldn't help but to stare at him through the hole. He was
in pajamas, looking at the hole. He was more eye-catching closer. I wanted
him so bad.
	"Can I be your friend?" I asked him.
	"Sure."
	"I'm Jay."
	"I'm Bryan."
	"Yeah, Bryan. Uh, can you do me a favor?"
	"W-what is it?"
	"Uh, can I, uh, see your dick if you don't mind?" I asked politely.
	He seemed to doubt me at first, but then he showed me his dick. I
was filled with lust seeing him and his innocent dick. My own buddy down
here got hard like it wanted to meet the little one too. I immediately
released him out and started jacking off.
	"Hey there sweetie!" I called him again. "Just one more thing."
	He didn't answer so I went straight. "Can you put your dick in the
hole?"
	I looked at him. He was still doubting like he was not sure who was
the guy talking to him behind the wall. But I could see he was curious. He
pulled the chair, climbed to the window, and knelt on the window pane. He
put his dick in the hole and held onto the steel bars in the window. His
small dick just fit perfectly in the hole.
	Fuck!!! Now very close to my face was the 11-year-old dick of the
cutest boy I'd ever seen. It was more tempting than it was as seen from
afar off. Its skin was baby white, soft, and hairless. The tip of its
foreskin was tiny and floppy. I put my nose just under his dick and its boy
smell made me jack off faster. My lips and his dick were now just a thin
air apart. I lost a lot of precum just examining it.
	I lick on it a bit. He pulled off right away.
	"I'm not gonna hurt you." I said. I peeped on the hole again. He
was still kneeling on the window pane.
	He inserted his dick back in the hole. I tried to lick on it one
more time and he didn't back off anymore. Just the tip of tongue touching
the tip of his foreskin, his boy dick enlarged and gradually brushed across
the surface of the tongue. I kissed on it and finally put it in my mouth.
	I played his dick inside, released it out, and rubbed it off my
cheek. I put it back again and felt its soft skin in my tongue.
	I gonna cum, I thought. I stood and let my dick touched his. I put
my dick on top of his, and let the twitching of his dicklet tickle the skin
of my dick from below. My precum was pouring on his dicklet, and just after
few second, my cum squirted to the wall while some dripped into the baby
skin of his dick.
	Fuck. I was all drained. I got my towel and wiped his dick
off. After cleaning him up, I saw a small drip of clear, prepubescent cum
leaking from his piss slit. He pulled his dick away and closed the lights.
	When I went back to my bed, I saw the CD I stole from the storage
room. It was marked `Bryan' and then I saw some writing in the bottom
corner: `Bryan's First time'