Date: Fri, 10 May 2013 00:53:23 -0000
From: gwallis@tormail.org
Subject: Chance Encounter part 1

DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional story and contains descriptions of sex
between boys and men. If that offends you, stop reading. If it's illegal
where you live, stop reading. If you can't differentiate between fantasy
and reality, stop reading and get help.

Please remember that this story is FICTION. Sleeping with children isn't
okay. Don't do it.

* * *

I stumbled onto the crowded train, exhausted. Work had been a fucking
nightmare: the network had been down for 3 hours, the printer kept jamming,
and that slut Kelly from accounts kept begging me to go on a date with her.
I'd tried explaining that I was gay, but she hadn't listened. Apparently
I'm "too manly to be a faggot." Her words, not mine.

Fortunately, I got off a few hours early thanks to the network problems.
Unfortunately, this meant the subway was full to bursting. Fortunately, the
crowd consisted mainly of children. Boys, for the most part, making their
way home from their posh little private schools in their posh little
uniforms.

I looked around the carriage, thankful that I hadn't managed to find a
seat. Boys were jostling against me as the train moved, and I felt my dick
swelling up. There was one boy in particular whose butt was just resting
against my hand. He couldn't be more than 10 or 11 years old, with sandy
colored hair and tanned skin. I couldn't see his face, but I figured he
must be cute.

The train moved a little and he stumbled, his butt pushing firmly against
my hand. My heart froze for a second. What if he turned around and thought
I was touching him inappropriately? Hell, I WAS touching him
inappropriately. Luckily, I didn't have to worry about it: he didn't seem
to notice. Emboldened by this, I slid my hand against his pants, which were
tight against his nice little bubble butt. Once again, he didn't notice. I
turned my hand around and ran my finger tips across the soft fabric of his
school pants, barely touching him. Still no reaction. I gave his ass a
little squeeze and felt it tense up.

Shit.

I let my hand fall away, praying he didn't turn around. The train was
slowing down now. My stop was still three stops away, but if I got off here
I could walk. It wouldn't be too far. Definitely better than this boy
catching me.

As the train stopped, I felt something soft and warm touching my hand
again. I looked down and saw that he was rubbing himself against me quite
obviously. Taking that as my cue to continue, I groped him again, harder
this time. My dick was completely erect by now, dripping precum. Hopefully
nobody noticed.

He pushed back against my hand and I let my fingers explore his butt a
little more fully. His pants really were tight: I could feel the outline of
a slightly-too-small pair of briefs. God, this was so hot. I pinched and
poked and squeezed for what felt like hours until we finally reached my
stop.

The boy turned around and looked up at me with the richest, most beautiful
brown eyes I've ever seen. "This is my stop," he mouthed, looking a little
disappointed. Holy fuck, he was every bit as cute as I thought he'd be.

"Mine too," I mouthed back, and he instantly perked up. I motioned for him
to follow me off the train, and he did. Once we were safely out of the
station I turned round and smiled down at him. "Hey, my name's Dan!"

"I'm Riley," he said in a voice so quiet I could barely hear it.

"Nice to meet you, Riley." I looked at the time on my phone. It was
3:53. I'd already gone further than I'd ever thought possible with a boy,
so why not push it a little further? "Say, wanna come back to my place?"

His brown eyes lit up. "Yeah!"

My dick twitched. "Alright, it's only two blocks away. C'mon!"

As we walked, he chattered excitedly away about his day at school. I
learned that he was 11 years old and in 5th grade at a local private
school.  His favorite class was Gym, and his least favorite was Math. He
was just telling me about his science homework when we reached my apartment
building.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed. "You live here too?"

My heart started beating super fast. How could I have live so close to such
a cute boy without realizing it? "Yeah," I said, once the shock had worn
off.

"Cool! What floor are you on?"

"Floor 10; how about you?"

"Floor 8."

I only lived 2 floors above him and I'd never seen him before. How had that
happened?

"How long can you stay for? Will your mom be expecting you home?"

"Nah, she's at work til 8."

"What about your dad?"

His face fell, and I knew I'd hit a sore spot.

I checked to see if anyone was around and then gave him a quick hug. "I
didn't know, sorry."

We got into the elevator, and as soon as the doors closed behind us, he
started moving closer to me. He pushed his butt against my hand and I
started exploring again. Now we were alone, I let myself get a little more
adventurous: I ran my fingers up and down his butt crack a few times and
then poked hard where I figured his hole would be. Riley gasped. I did it
again and he moaned.

"Awh," he said when the doors opened to my floor and I let my hand fall
away.

"You only have to wait two minutes," I said, laughing.

"I know, but I was having fun!"

"Oh, the real fun's just about to begin," I said as we reached my door. The
second it was open, Riley ran inside and sat on the couch.

"What kind of fun?" he asked coyly as I locked the door behind us.

I ran to the couch and started tickling his sides. "This kind of fun!"

He started giggling madly and pushed his butt back against my cock. I
wrapped my arms around him and pushed my crotch forwards, humping him as I
tickled.

"Stop! I can't breathe!" he exclaimed breathlessly, still laughing.

I stopped tickling him and pulled him onto my lap, stroking up and down his
thigh.

He gasped and started to rub his hands over his crotch. I gently moved his
hand away. "Leave it all to me," I whispered in his ear. I nuzzled at his
neck, kissing and licking it as my hand moved closer and closer to the
growing bulge in his pants. He was moaning and sighing and wiggling, and I
thought I would blow my load right there. His thighs felt wonderful: soft
and smooth, and clearly very muscular.

Once my hand was right at the top of his thigh, I moved it away and started
stroking his chest. He opened his mouth to protest, but I shushed him. I
untied his school tie and threw it down to the floor. Then, I undid the top
button of his shirt. He made no move to stop me, so I carried on
unbuttoning it. When I was done, it went on the floor next to his tie.

"Wow," I whispered in his ear. "You're cute."

"Thanks," he giggled, wriggling his butt around my crotch a little. I
moaned.

"C'mon, kid, stand up before I blow my load all over myself."

"Blow your load?" he asked.

"I'll explain later."

He did as he was told. When he turned to face me, I got my first good look
at his bare chest. Small, well-defined nipples stood to attention in the
centers of small, well-defined pecs. He even had a bit of a six-pack coming
on. Holy fuck, he was perfect.

"You're staring," he said after I'd been looking up at him for about 10
seconds.

"I can't help it!" I said, reaching up and stroking his chest. "You're
adorable!"

"Uh... thanks!"

My fingers reached his nipples and he moaned. I kept my hands there for a
while, pinching and pulling at them while he sighed in pleasure. After a
few minutes, he reached up and pushed my hands away. "Stop, they're getting
sore now."

"Should I kiss them better?"

"Sure!" he giggled.

I stood up and licked his right nipple lightly. He gasped, and I moved over
to the right one, which I kissed. "You want a snack?" I asked, as I leant
back onto the couch.

He bit his lip, somehow managing to look cuter than before. "Sure."

"Alright, I'll see what I've got." I stood up and started walking towards
the kitchen. As I passed him, I smacked his ass hard enough to make it
jiggle.

"Do that again!" he said, laughing.

I did.

"Again!"

I hit his butt harder this time.

He gasped. I wondered if I'd gone too far, but then he started
giggling. "Again!"

I sat back down on the couch, pulling him over my lap. I spanked him a few
times and then stroked his butt all over. I spent a good deal of time
perving on boys, but I'd never seen a butt quite as nice as Riley's. It was
curvy and soft, but still pretty firm to the touch. And in those tight
pants it was enough to drive me crazy.

I spanked him again and felt his little hard-on pressing into my thigh.

"Spread your legs a bit," I told him, and he obeyed. With one hand I gently
rubbed his perineum through his pants, and with the other I stroked his
back, feeling his developing muscles. He moaned and wriggled on my lap,
poking my leg with his little cocklet.

"You like that?" I asked. He moaned again in reply. "Alright, take off your
pants."

He stood up somewhat reluctantly and loosened his belt, letting his pants
fall to the floor. He was wearing a pair of lime green briefs that were
even tighter than his pants had been, if that were possible. As soon as his
pants were off, he was back over my lap. "Do it again!" he said, turning
round to look up at me.

I placed my hand on his butt, rubbing it. "I like your underwear."

He blushed. "Uh... thanks. They're a little small, though; Mom never has
time to go clothes shopping."

I squeezed his right cheek. "I like them this way."

He blushed a little more. "Um... thanks?"

Before he had the chance to get any more embarrassed, I spanked him
again. And again. And again.

After the first few smacks, he started to pump his prepubescent dick into
my leg, moaning. I stopped spanking for a second to pull his briefs
down. He shifted his weight a little so I could remove them
completely. They slid down his smooth hairless legs easily, and pretty soon
I had a naked boy spread over my lap.

I paused for a second. This was a little too much to take in. Before this,
the closest I'd ever gotten to touching a young boy had been when I'd
kissed another kid when I was in school. Now, the most beautiful boy I'd
ever seen was over my knee begging me to spank him. I took a few deep
breaths, trying to calm myself down.

"C'mon, spank me!" said Riley, twisting around to look at me. I put a hand
on his back and pushed him down over my knee. He giggled.

Smack!

I brought my hand down on his ass and felt it jiggle under my fingers.

Smack!

It wobbled again.

Smack!

Riley's butt was starting to turn pink now.

Smack!

He wriggled around, his little erection still poking my knee.

Smack!

He gasped in pain and I started rubbing his butt. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah!" he said almost immediately. "Keep going!"

I did.

Smack!

He moved his hand down to his dick and started rubbing it. His crotch was
right over mine, so he was rubbing me, too. I moaned in pleasure.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

He was writhing about now, his hand rubbing his little cock furiously.

Smack!

I hoped he couldn't produce sperm yet, otherwise my couch was about to get
pretty messy.

Smack!

He started panting loudly. I could tell he was close, so I just rested my
hands on his butt and let him finish masturbating. It didn't take long.
Pretty soon he tensed up and started grunting. He gyrated his hips and
started grunting louder; almost shouting now. And then, just as suddenly as
he'd started, he stopped, and lay down across my lap getting his breath
back.

"So," I said, once he'd recovered. "How about that snack?"

To be continued...


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