Date: Sun, 4 Nov 2007 11:03:51 +0800
From: Larry Flint <phangasm@operamail.com>
Subject: Chance Meeting

Greetings!

I don't pretend to be a writer of any sort, all I know is that it brings me
pleasure. If it brings you pleasure, gets you hard, or if you jack off and
cum all over yourself...whatever...I'd love to hear all about it. All
flames cheerfully ignored.

Now a disclaimer...although I don't know what for, it's not like this will
get published in a major magazine....but, whatever, here goes: This story
is my property.  Copyright 2007 by Phangasm, all rights reserved, batteries
not included.

The following contains consentual sex between a man and a boy. If this
offends you, then it would be a good idea to simply leave and not read it.

Also, this may be illegal where you are, so you may want to think twice
about downloading it and saving it on your drive....or even reading it for
that matter.

If you are under legal age (depending where you are, the world can't seem
to agree on an age of consent....hmmmmm) then you shouldn't be here in the
first place.....on the other hand, if your parents are stupid enough to
leave you alone in a room with an internet connection, then you may as well
get naked and jack off.

Enjoy!

phangasm@operamail.com


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It was just about dusk and the trail was deserted.

Jon was glad of that. He loved to run when the sun was getting low in the
sky and the heat of the day was dwindling.

The trail ran about 4 miles through the countryside alongside the Pike
River. Jon was about 3/4 of the way having ran 4 miles to the park at the
end, then turned around and ran the 2 miles back to the halfway point,
which consisted of a small picnic table and a trash recepticle. Jon removed
his sweat-soaked shirt and sat down on the top of the table, resting his
feet on the bench and watching the sun sink further in the sky.

He liked his life here. It was peaceful and no one seemed to bother him,
which he really liked. Jon did not get on well with guys his own age, which
currently was 47...it wasn't that he didn't have friends his own
age...there was Ralph. Ralph, however, was just like him...he also enjoyed
the company of young boys.

Jon had not had a young friend since Ben, which was about 11 years
ago. They had met when Jon was 32 and Ben was 11. The last time the two had
shared a bed was when Ben was 15. On his less and less frequent visits to
Jon's bedroom, he had started telling Jon about a girl he had met. Painful
as it was, the man knew it was time to step aside and let the boy go. Ben
was now 30, was married and had a 5 year old boy of his own. Jon still saw
him from time to time and the two still exchanged Christmas and birthday
cards.

His friend Ralph was also alone now. Jon was fortunate that his
relationship ended well, where Ralph and Eddie's had ended badly.

Jon figured that Ben was probably the last relationship of his life, which
made him feel sad at times. He did not have the drive it took to find a
young friend in the days of "sex offender" web sites and "good-touch,
bad-touch" classes. Life in the "land of the free" had changed and he
figured if he wanted to *stay* free, he should probably change with it.

"Hi there."

"Huh?" Jon said, jumping and raising his head. He was surprised that the
sun was so much lower in the sky now.....it's light was currently shining
on an angel.

"Geez...didn't mean to scare you, mister." The boy said.

The boy's voice was music. Jon tried to find his.

"Uhhhh....no...no, I'm ok." he stammered.

"You run here a lot?  ...this trail is cool...how far does it go?"

"Uhhhh..."

Jon hadn't meant to cool down, he usually liked to keep his heart rate up
for the entire distance. He had been sitting there, lost in his thoughts of
Ben, his past. His heart rate had returned to normal - until now, it began
to pick up again. He began to sweat...what's worse, he could not find the
words to speak to this little angel.

The boy looked to be about 12, with a mop of curly blond hair that was
almost white. His shirt was off and was currently hanging from the
waistband of baggy running shorts. His tight, bronze skin was shiney,
covered in sweat. His young chest was flawless, his pecs were well defined,
as were his abs...almost as if the boy worked out. The thing that stood out
the most was the boy's eyes. They were the color of blue ice, sparkling in
the fading sunlight.

"I'm sorry mister....didn't mean to interupt." The boy said, obviously
taking Jon's silence to be a sign that the man didn't want company. The boy
turned to leave.

"No...no...seriously, you are not interupting." Jon managed to say
finally. "I run this trail every day....well, if I get the chance that
is. It's about 4 miles long." Jon's thoughts raced: Man, I hope I don't
sound to anxious....he thought, My God, you're beautiful. Man, what else
can I say? I could look at him all day long....I know I would never have a
snowball's chance in hell with this one, but who cares...God, just keep him
here so I can look at him a while longer...please?

The boy grinned. Perfect white teeth. Some dentist was rolling in the cash
over this kid, or he had simply been blessed with great teeth. Jon thought
it was probably the latter.

"Cool. You go the whole distance?"

"Yeah...just stopped for a breather after 6...I usually run the whole 8
non-stop."

"That's cool. I usually run about 4....I'm in track this year....I wasn't
sure I would like it, but it's pretty cool. The boy said, moving over to
the table and plopping himself down by Jon as if they were old friends. He
grinned up at the man, Jon thought he might melt. "This is the first time
I've made it to this side of town....didn't even know this trail was here
until today....it sure is nice....much better than running in town, or on
the track for that matter....."

The boy noticed that the man was grinning.

"I'm talking to much, aren't I? Mom says my mouth runs non-stop most
days....."

"Nah, that's ok....the trail has really only been here a couple of
years...but you should really run it once you get used to going
longer. This is the halfway point here." Jon said.

"Cool."

"I'm Jon." Jon said, holding out his hand.

The boy slipped his warm, soft hand into Jon's.

"Chance."

"Hmmm?"

"My name, it's Chance."

"That's a great name." Jon said, smiling.

"Thanks!" The boy said, grinning, his icy blue eyes sparkling. "Most people
think it's weird...it's just that my mom wasn't sure she'd be able to get
pregnant...her doctor's said that there was only a slim chance it would
happen....so she named me Chance."

"Nice to meet you, Chance." Jon said, pumping the small hand in his. It was
almost comical, but the boy's hand touching his was all it took...Jon began
to get erect.

"I guess it could be worse...she coulda named me Slim Chance." He
giggled. Jon could tell he had probably rattled off those lines several
hundred times while trying to explain his name. His mom was right about one
thing....this kid could talk!

"Man, I gotta take a leak somethin' fierce." Chance said, looking around.

"There's a little spot through the trees there...a little clearing on the
other side." Jon said, dropping the boy's hand and trying his best to hide
his swollen dick. His sweats were baggy, so that helped some.

"Right over here?" The boy pointed, but not at the right area.

"No," Jon said, pointing to the correct area. It was hard to tell where the
path was from where they sat.

"Show me." The kid said, hopping down off the table, his smile
ever-present.

Jon moved off of the table...his fear of being discovered with a hard-on
helped to soften his dick a bit, but not completely. It lay against his leg
still at it's full length, but not standing out. If the boy were to study
the area he would probably be able to tell.

Jon walked to the trees. "It's right through here," he said, stepping
between the two trees into the clearing on the other side. "Although you
probably coulda peed out there...not to many walkers this late."

"Wow...this is cool! You can't even see the trail from this side." Chance
said.

Jon was about to turn to leave to give the kid his privacy when Chance
hooked his thumb into the elastic on the front of his shorts and folded
them downward.

"So, do you run at the same time every day?" said Chance as his stream
started. He was obviously not shy.

Jon froze, unable to believe the wonderful little mind-movie his head was
recording right now...he knew he would be able to play it back over the
next few months and rid himself of gallons of unwanted sperm. He tried to
memorize every little detail. He was looking at the most beautiful little 4
incher he had ever seen, looking about the thickness of his thumb, but a
bit longer. The little dick was cut, which didn't matter either way to Jon.

Ben had been uncut, Jon thought....here I am thinking that it matters
anyway...I will never get to touch it....not that it matters...cause it
really doesn't...Jesus, it's so fucking beautiful! He realized the boy was
talking.

"Uhhhh...yeah...I do." Jon answered finally. He looked up at the boy's face
and saw the quizical expression there. He realized with horror he had just
been caught peeking. He figured the boy would get out of here pretty
quickly now. He felt his face grow hot, knowing that if he had a mirror he
would see that his face was bright-red with embarrasment.

Chance grinned, then shook off and tucked his penis away.

"Maybe I could run with you?"

Jon was releaved, either the kid didn't notice or didn't care that he was
checking him out....he then realized that Chance had asked him a question.

"I'm sorry, Chance...what was that?"

"Maybe we could run together? ...I mean, I know we just met and all...but
it would be nice to have a little company...especially someone that knows
about track and running and stuff."

Jon thought if he was around this kid every day, he may just explode....as
it was he could hardly wait to get home and get it out of his pants and
releave himself.

"Uhhhh...what would your folks think...you running with a
stranger....uhhhhhh an adult?" Jon asked, still unable to complete a
sentence without stammering.

"My parents are divorced." said Chance. "It's just mom and me....we just
moved into town...less than a year ago...I don't have many friends
yet...mom say's it cause I talk too much...but I really don't get along
with guys my own age real well."

Welcome to my world, kid. Jon thought.

"Anyway, Mom won't care...she never askes about who I hang with....you
might think that is irresponsible of her, but I think she just trusts that
I know who I should or shouldn't hang with. You seem like a nice guy...guys
my age are such....kids."

Jon laughed. "Well, you kinda are a kid, you know?"

Chance grinned. Jon felt that he would melt looking into those twinkling
blue eyes.

"So? ....could we?"

"Sure, I guess so."

"Cool!" Said Chance. "Can we just run 2 miles out and back? Then you could
run another 4 if you want."

"Sounds good to me, but once you get into it, we need to get you running
the entire 8."

"Deal....we gonna run back now?"

"Sure, in just a sec." Jon said, then opened his own sweats in the front
and began to pee. Jon sneeked a quick peek at the boy, Chance was
mesmerized, staring at Jon's half-hard man dick.

Jon figured he would finish peeing, and then he would run to town with this
boy and begin the process of getting to know him better. Then something
wonderful happened.

Jon watched as the boy's shorts began to tent, his little cock was rapidly
stiffening. He didn't seem to notice at first, then finally must have felt
it happening. It was almost comical and Jon had to literally bite his
tongue to keep from laughing. The boy looked down at himself, a look of
pure shock on his face as he visibly went from tan to pure white. He turned
quickly, working at trying to adjust his little stiffy to a less-noticeable
angle. Jon quickly shook off and walked over to the boy, who was now
flushing the most beautiful shade of red.

The boy was still trying to adjust, his dick was not cooperating as his
shorts were still tented.

"Hey, kiddo..." Jon said.

The boy looked up at him with the most pathetic combination of hopelessness
and embarrassment on his face. Jon could not help but smile.

"No shame in that, boy."

"Huh?" Said Chance, as if he didn't know what the man was talking about.

"Your stiffy...no need to feel ashamed or embarrased around me, kid."

Chance dropped his head. "You don't think it's....weird?"

"Hell no....when I was your age, I'd get a stiffy if the wind blew across
the front of my jeans."

Chance began to giggle, still trying to push his uncooperative little dick
down.

"You know, the more you push on it and touch it, the harder it's going to
get....Jesus! ...now you got ME going!" Jon said. Looking at the kid's
tented shorts was to much to bear...Jon began to form his own tent, only
larger.

The boy looked down at the front of Jon's pants and began to laugh. Jon put
his hands behind his head and leaned back, pushing his pelvis out....his
now rock-hard cock tented his shorts even more. Chance was busting a gut,
laughing until tears came....he had not, however, taken his hand off of his
own dick.

After the laughter passed, the boy said, "Man...it sure is big."

"Don't worry, yours will be big someday too."

"Really?" Said Chance, still absently squeezing his little dick, "Cause I
was kinda worried about that....a lot of the guys in gym class are bigger."

"No worries, boy...some kids will be way ahead of you while others are a
bit behind...there have to be a few with smaller ones too, right?"

"Yeah...not as many, though." Chance said.

"You'll be right up there with the crowd by the time you finish middle
school....there will always be guys bigger, so you just don't need to worry
about it."

With that, the boy grinned, then he shocked the man once again. "I got a
few hairs now."

Jon grinned. "Really?" he said.

"Yeah! Wanna see?"

This was it.

As soon as the boy had sat down on the table next to him, Jon had hoped
against hope that they would hit this crossroad, just not 20 minutes after
they had met. He thought they would run together for a couple weeks, get to
know each other, maybe talk a bit more. The kid was screaming for a male
role model. Jon's heart was in his throat....he was unsure of what to
do. He had always tried, especially recently, to not let his cock tell him
what to do. It was screaming at him loudly right now...YES!! YES!!! TELL
HIM YES!!

"Just a sec," Said Jon.

He poked his head back through the trees and looked each way down the
path. Then he came back to face the boy, hunkering down face to face.

"I could get into a lot of trouble here....you don't even know me...I could
be dangerous...."

"...But I know you ain't..."

"True, but I could be."

"I guess...." The boy was still squeezing his young dick through the
shorts.

"I really like you, Chance....for someone I met only 20 minutes ago...I
think we really connect...we could be great friends." Said Jon.  "You gotta
promise me that you would never tell that you showed me your dick...not a
soul."

The boy looked into his eyes and Jon looked back into those amazing blue
ice chips. "It would be our secret.....I promise." He said solemnly.

Jon though that a truer sentence had never been spoken. He believed the
boy...even if he hadn't he would have told the boy to go ahead anyway....he
was under the kid's spell. Something he thought could never happen to him
again in this lifetime was happening, and it had taken only 25 minutes. He
was falling helplessly, and the more he looked into those sweet eyes and
that completely innocent face, the faster he plummeted.

Jon grinned. "Show me."

Chance grinned, then once again hooked his thumb into the elastic
waistband.

His young cock had not grown much longer, it was not quite 5 inches now,
but it had gotten considerably thicker, much thicker than Jon's thumb
now. It was perfectly curved upward, throbbing with the boy's
heartbeat. His little testicles hung below, definately decended, or well on
their way, they were hairless and looked totally delicious....Jon realized
he was salivating. The area above the boy's perfect little cock appeared
completely smooth.

"Hairs?" Jon said comically, "What hairs?"

"Well, they are blond, so ya gotta look pretty close...and I gotta get 'em
a bit wet." the boy said matter-of-factly. Jon grinned.

Chance wet his fingertips with saliva and stroked the area above his little
erection. Sure enough, 5 or 6 blond hairs were growing there.

"I'll be damned." The man said, "There they are." He looked at the boy,
grinning, then back down at the sweet little throbbing dick.

They boy did not put it away, instead he hooked his shorts under his balls
and began to play with it, stroking gently with his right hand.

Jon was still hunkered down. Young Chance looked at the huge tent in the
man's pants.

"Could I....." The boy stammered, looking at the bulge, then hopefully back
at the man's face, "I mean....could I see...."

Jon knew that anytime the boy used this look on him, he would get exactly
what he wanted. The man said nothing, the pact between them was already
made. He simply hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his sweats and
dropped them about halfway to his knees.

There. He had done it, there was no turning back now. He was exposing
himself to a young boy.

"Wow." the boy said, only it came out "wouuuuuuwww", Then: "Holy
fuck.....man that's so big."

Jon didn't think that the boy even knew he had cursed for the first time in
front of him. He began to stroke his little dick even faster.

Then he stood back a bit, taking his hand off himself and looked at the
man's cock, then back at his own.

"You think mine'll get that big?"

"It could...might even get bigger...who knows?" Jon said, grinning at the
boy. Then, before he even knew he was going to, Jon moved his hand to the
boy's angelic face, his palm resting on the boy's cheek, his fingers
resting in his curly blond hair. "You are beautiful, Chance, you know?"

The compliment had just popped out. Way to take it slow, dick-head, Jon
thought.

The boy flushed red once again in the fading daylight and dropped his eyes,
clearly embarrased by the compliment. "Geez..." He half giggled.

"Oh, but your are.....such a handsome young man." Jon whispered, his
fingers now playing in the boy's soft blond locks. Chance's eyelids slipped
halfway shut at the man's touch. Jon slowly moved his fingers down across
the boy's cheek. Chance shuddered as the man's gentle touch carressed his
neck.

Jon could not believe he was doing this, it was like his hands were
connected to someone else and he had no control. They glided down onto the
boy's handsome young chest, delicately stroking back and forth across the
width, softly gliding across his little chocolate-brown nipples.

"Jesus." Chance whispered softly, his eyes slipping shut as pleasure took
him.

>From there, Jon rose. Darkness had began to fall and Jon welcomed it....he
would take the boy under it's cover.....he knew that he was indeed going to
take the boy as lust consumed him. There was no turning back now. He moved
in behind and place his hands on Chance's firm shoulders, massaging, once
again working his way onto the kid's chest, rubbing harder now.

"Ohhhhhhhhh......ohhhhhhhh....so goood." the boy sighed.

Jon kissed the top of his head, burying his nose in the boy's hair and
inhaling deeply. "Getting dark," Jon whispered, "You gotta be home?"

"Not yet....mom works until 10 tonight." He whispered, his breath
shuddering in and out, his young body quaking with excitement.

Jon moved to the boy's ear, brushing it with his lips. "Are you ok with
this Chance? We can stop if you want....we can stop anytime you want, ok?"

Jon said the words but did not mean them, he would have him no matter
what. He knew he would likely go insane if he had to stop touching this
beautiful kid.

"No....please....feels so good." Chance whispered.

Jon moved his mouth down to the kids soft little neck and began to
taste...kissing, mouthing, the boy's breath shuddered in and out. He moved
downward to the boy's back, kissing Between his shoulderblades, loving the
smell of him, the taste of him. It took every fiber of his being to go
slow. He moved his hands down the kid's sides now, gliding slowly. When his
fingers contacted fabric, they hooked into it, pulling it downward. When
his hands reached the ground, he saw Chance lift his left leg, then his
right as he stepped out of his shorts.

Jon moved his face down the now-naked boy's back, kissing and
licking...downward, onto the left cheek of the most beautiful little ass he
had ever seen, mouthing and licking.

"ohhhh my God....ohhh that feels so nice....so nice." Chance sighed.

Jon rose again, this time removing his own sweats. The boy watched with
great interest.

"You look nice." The boy said, his voice still trembling.

"Thanks....you look very nice too." Jon replied as he layed his sweats down
on the ground, then placed the boy's shorts and shirt above them, making a
small place to lay down. He wished for his own shirt, but remembered he had
left it on the other side of the clearing...he was not about to go get it
now.

He moved to face the kid again, taking his sweet face in his hands. "Can
you cum yet, Chance? Do you know what that means?" Jon was pretty sure he
did know, kids knew everything these days...had someone asked him that same
question when he was twelve he would have answered: "Come where?"

"Yeah." The boy said softly, "A little bit."

"Cool." Jon said, "You need to try and hold off as long as you can, ok? We
need to make this last as long as we can."

"Ok."

"You ok with this?" Knowing he had already crossed the line, but still
worried.

"Yeah...I WANNA... can't you tell?" Chance said then pointed down to his
throbbing little cock. "DUH!!" he said, rolling his eyes. "I was even
thinking about it when I saw you sitting on the table...you don't need to
ask anymore." The boy grinned.

"I just wanna make sure that....."

"I know, you don't wanna harm me...you wouldn't. I can tell." The boy
spoke, sounding much older than his years.

"You are right I would never, cuteness." He said, moving his hands back
into the boy's soft curly hair, at the same time moving his face
closer...closer.

It was the boy who finally moved forward quickly, placing his sweet lips on
the man's, tasting, kissing gently. Jon returned his advances just as
gently, letting him set the pace. When Chance finally opened his mouth and
began to probe Jon's lips with his tongue, the man opened his mouth
slowly. Their tongues came together, tasting, flicking lightly...then the
boy plunged his tongue deep into the man's mouth. As the kiss intensified,
moans and wet kissing sounds filled the little clearing. Jon moved his
hands downward, off the boy's hair and onto his back, rapidly moving down
to take the globes of his ripe young ass in his hands. He pulled young
Chance into his arms, their naked bodies finally touching.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." both moaned as their naked flesh came together for
the first time.

Jon began to lower himself to the makeshift bed, pulling the boy after
him. Finally laying down with the kid on top of him, they continued their
passionate kissing. Jon moved his hands roughly up and down the boy's back,
then took the boy's soft little butt in his hands again, squeezing the
spongy flesh, then worked up his muscular back and starting over again,
feeling the kid's hard little stick poking at his cock, his
balls....feeling the entire length of his maleness writhing on top of him,
smelling the musky odor of the sweat that poured off of him in rivlets. He
knew he wouldn't last long at this point, he could feel a huge load
building in his nuts. He knew when it happened that he would cover the boy
in his thick-sticky goo. Jon finally broke the kiss.

"Ohhh God, kid, " Jon panted, continuing to feel up the writhing boy, "I
want you....want to do you so badly."

"You can do....whatever you....want." The boy panted in reply, then raised
his head, mouth open. They came together again, this time not separating
for a full 3 minutes.

Jon rolled over, ending up on top of the kid, still kissing, supporting
himself with his arms as not to hurt Chance. He moved off the boy's mouth
and began to work his lips downward onto the kid's chest, finding his right
nipple, sucking, licking...his tongue darting and flicking at the hardening
little bump.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh......ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Chance sighed, moving his arms
above his head.

Jon then began to lick upward, toward the kid's arm pit. The wonderful
musky odor hit his nose and he moved faster, not expecting to get much. He
had always tried this with Ben who would always bring his arm down in a fit
of giggles. He began to lick, noticing that the kid had a few more hairs
here than on his dick. Chance did not giggle or even tense up...he
stretched out even further.

"AhhhhhGod....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." He sighed.

Jon moved quickly over to the other side, licking the full length several
times before settling on the boy's left nipple. Then he began moving
downward, licking and kissing as he went. He couldn't wait to get the boy's
sweet young cock in his mouth. He knew Chance was excited too.

"Mmmmmmm....please....suck it." The boy whimpered.

Jon looked up, "Oh yeah, kid...no doubt about that." he said, moving
downward.

The little tool was beautiful, standing up stiff and throbbing. Jon sucked
it into his mouth, loving the feel of it on his lips, the musky smell of
boy-sweat. Chance arched his back and moaned, spreading his smooth legs
wide as Jon sucked the boy from tip to base over and over again.

Jon almost didn't hear the sound of running shoes on gravel over the boy's
moaning and his own heartbeat.

He raised his head quickly and placed a hand over the boy's mouth. Chance
looked confused, then he heard it too....fear took his hardon almost
instantly. Jon raised to a crouching position, removing his hand from the
boy's mouth and raising a finger to his lips.

>From the voices, it was obviously two guys.

The running slowed.

"Let's take five." One said.

"Yeah," the other agreed.

"Hey, check it out, a shirt!"

"Awww gross...it's all wet!" said the other.

"Don't care." said the first guy, "I'm still takin' it....check it out,
it's one of those kind that wick the sweat away from your body....it'll
clean up real nice....besides, check it out - it matches my shorts!"

Jon scowled. He had paid 25 bucks for that shirt.

"I gotta take a wiz....gonna go back here a sec."

"What, you shy?" the other said.

Jon heard the brush start to move as the guy made his way through the
trees. He rose to his feet, pulling the boy with him as he went towards the
trees in the back of the clearing, a few feet from where they had laid.

"You know I ain't shy...I just don't pee where I run." The first guy said,
laughing.

Jon and Chance just made cover when the first guy appeared. Jon noticed he
was actually a boy....looked to be about 16. He was shirtless, muscular and
handsome with dark brown hair and a tan to match. He was wearing dark blue
running shorts that did indeed match Jon's shirt, which he was holding. The
second boy was equally good looking, even more muscular in the chest, fair
in complection with redish-brown hair.

The first boy whipped it out and began to pee.

"Ohhhh....nice stream, Devin.

"Nice." Jon whispered to Chance. "Bet Devin's about 7 inches when he's
stiff." He winked at the boy, who looked at him and grinned, then turned to
watch the teenager once again.

His friend decided to join him. The two stood side by side, trying to
out-distance each other.

"That one is nice too...not as big as his friend, but still nice." Jon
stated.

Devin's friend, who was still nameless at this point, put his away
first...even though Devin was also finished.

"Shake it more than twice and you're playing with it."

To Jon and Chance's surprise, Devin did begin to fondle it.

"Blow me, Willy."

"What's this?" Jon whispered, raising his eyebrows. "This could be
interesting...."

"Huh? What, here?"

"Yeah...c'mon dude." Devin said, stroking in earnest now, his thick teen
meat filling with blood.

"Ya know, if your girlfriend finds out you're sharing your weiner with me,
she'll dump ya." Willie was grinning.

"Probably...." Devin observed, still stroking his now fully-stiff cock.

Jon nudged Chance. "What'd I tell ya....seven inches." He whispered.

"Furthermore, If she finds out you are suckin' me, there's no doubt she'd
drop you like a bad habit."

"Can't argue with you there....so are you gonna?"

"I'm really not sure why you have a girlfriend anyway....I know you love my
cock." Willie said, dropping to his knees.

"Oh yeah....how could I be having such a night?" Jon whispered. "First you,
then a free live show."

Chance giggled softly. Jon clapped a hand over his mouth once again, which
made his giggles a bit worse at first.

Willie took the other boy's cock in his hand, stroking it. Devin looked
down at him, smiling. "Suck it." he whispered.

Willie complied, taking the huge teen cock deep.

"Ahhhhhh yeah, buddy....Jesus...I love your mouth...aahhhhhhhhhh yeahhhh."
Devin moaned, his head falling back.

"Holy shit." Chance whispered.

"Tell me about it." Jon returned, reaching down for the 12 year olds's
sweet cock. He was not at all surprised to find it rock-hard. It felt
almost as nice in his hand as it had in his mouth. Free show or not, he
couldn't wait until the teenagers left.

"Ahhhhhhh." Chance sighed softly as the man fondled his cock and balls.

Willie continued to suck faster and harder. Wet sucking sounds echoed in
the clearing.

"Ahhh God buddy...suck it....ahhhhh yeahhhhhh...gonna fuckin' cum
soon.....oh sweet Jesus...suck it."

"Mmmmmmm.....mmmmmm..." Willie moaned as he worked harder still, fondling
the teenager's big nuts with his left hand, stroking the base of his
friend's cock with his right as he sucked faster....harder....his head
bobbing up and down, tilting left and right as he polished his friend's
hard cock.

"Ahhhh God, yeahhh dude... YEAH!! .....AHHHHH FUCK YEAH! SUCK! HERE IT
COMES....AAAHHHH!!!! UGHHHHHH!!! UGGGHHHHH!!
UUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!!...........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhh......ahhhhhhhhhhh.....ahhhhhhhhhhh
yeahhhhhh......that was sooooo goood buddy......ahhhh yeah........"

Willie continued to lick and suck his friend's softening meat lovingly.

"You want some too, buddy?" Devin panted, his muscular young chest rising
and falling, "You are right....I do love your cock, dude."

Willie stood. "Then you need to dump her, dude." He said seriously. "I want
you all for myself."

"I will." He said, "After prom."

Willie grinned.

"You want some or what?"

"Yeah...but not here...when we get back to my place." Willie said.

Devin moved in. They came together, mouths open. It was obvious they were
in love, but Devin was not ready to come out. Jon felt for him. Finally,
they broke the kiss, grinning.

"Let's get out of here." Devin said.

"Sounds good."

Devin was turning to leave when something caught his eye. "Hey, wait a sec,
dude..." He called after Willie, "More fuckin' clothes! What did someone
walk home fuckin' naked?"

He began to look around, Jon and Chance ducked quickly.

"I'm takin' 'em!" Devin said with glee. "I don't think the shorts will fit,
but my little brother could wear 'em."

Chance open his mouth to say "No!" and Jon clapped his hand onto the boy's
mouth once again. The two raised up from their hiding place as the
teenagers disappeared through the clearing. Once through, the sound of
running feet on gravel echoed down the trail as the boys headed for town.

"Now what??" Chance said, near tears. "Huh? Now what the fuck do we do?"

"Hey...easy boy. It'll be ok."

"But how do we get home? What are we gonna do?"

"I know we just met...but you trust me, right?"

"Yeah," Said the boy, the tears were coming now.

"Trust me, buddy....we'll be fine."

"Ohhh...o...k." He sobbed, "But what do....."

"Shhhh," Jon said, "Just come with me."

Jon hunkered down and pulled the boy close with his left arm, then placing
his forearm under Chance's soft rump, he lifted. Chance spread his legs
around the man's midsection and placed his arm around his neck and allowed
himself to be carried back to the clearing. Still weeping softly, the boy
placed his head on Jon's shoulder.

"Trust me, sweetness." Jon whispered, kissing the boy on the cheek and
lowering him to the ground.

"Shhhhhhhhhh." Jon cooed, hunkering down and wiping away the boy's
still-flowing tears with the back of his fingers.

"I promise nothing bad will happen. I PROMISE."

With this Chance looked hopeful.

"Do you trust me, cuteness?"

Even in the failing light Jon could see the boy blush and grin
sheepishly. He finally raised his head, a trace of the blush still on his
cheeks. "Yes." He said, mopping his face with his forearm.

Jon opened his arms. "Come here." he said.

Chance stepped into the man's embrace.

"I want you, Chance....don't worry about our clothes, I promise I will get
you home safe....I want you so badly, little man." Jon said as he pulled
the boy closer.

They met open mouthed. The boy's breathing increased, whistling in and out
of his nostrils as the kiss intensified. After a couple of minutes they
pulled apart, looked at each other and grinned, then went back with double
the intensity. Jon worked his tongue into every possible area of the kid's
mouth, Chance sucked it in with equal vigor, the area around his sweet lips
became shiney with their mixed saliva. Jon's hands worked up and down the
boy's back, stopping each time to squeeze his tight little butt, kneeding
the soft flesh.

Jon broke the kiss, his tongue sliding down the boy's chest leaving a trail
of saliva down his soft belly. When he reached his destination, he wasted
no time, sucking Chance's stiff little cock into his mouth, reveling in the
taste, the wonderful smell of boy-sweat. Pressing hard with his lips he
slurped it up and down, listening to the sweet music of the kid's moans and
sighs.

"Ahhh God," The boy moaned, suddenly forgeting that he was in the middle of
the woods with no clothes to put on, "God that feels so good....suck
me....ahhhhhhhhhhh."

Jon moved down to the kid's scrotum, sucking the sweaty, silky-softy sac
into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it's precious contents. The boy
moaned out load, bending at the knees, trying to give the man better
access.

"Get down on your hands and knees," Jon said. The boy complied, not
questioning.

Jon reached between the kid's legs, fondling his cock and balls as he began
to kiss and lick his little butt, moving from one side to the other,
slowing working his way inward. He knew the boy must have showered
recently, all he could smell was the wonderful musky odor of his sweat as
his nose lingered over his butt-crack. He took Chance's butt cheeks in his
hands and spread him gently. The sun was almost completely down now, Jon
could barely make out the sweet pink little hole. He blew a stream of air
onto it, watching it contract.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh." Chance moaned, moving his upper body downward until his
head touched the grass as he pushed up with his tight little ass. Jon stuck
out his tongue and gently flicked it against the tight ring of
muscle. Delicious.

"Oh my God." Chance moaned.

Jon moved in quickly, sticking his tongue out hard, plunging in and licking
deep, eating the kid hard.

"Jesus....aaaaahhhhhhhh.....Ohhhh my God, yeah...." Chance moaned, his sexy
little legs parting until his little cock was almost touching the grass. He
pushed upward with his little ass, unable to believe that someone was
actually licking his butthole.

"Mmmmmmmmm.....mmmmmmm." Jon grunted as he worked. Placing his thumbs on
either side of the boy's hot little orifice, he opened him further,
plunging his tongue in deeper still. The feel of the tight little hole
gripping Jon's tongue was incredible. He pushed so hard that his tongue
ached, sinking it in deeper as the boy relaxed, his asshole dialating. The
boy cried out in delight over and over again, his little hole spasming,
dialating further. Jon finally raised his head, wetting the middle finger
of his right hand, he began to gently massage the kid's tight hole.

"Ahhhh....Jesus....ahhhhh that's so good!" Chance cried, moving his little
ass up and down in a humping motion.

Jon applied pressure, unable to believe how easily his finger slipped
inside the boy.

Chance went nuts, pushing his ass back onto Jon's hand as he whimpered in
pleasure. Jon added a second finger, which slipped in as easily as the
first.

"I think I'm gonna fuck your little ass, kid." Jon panted. "You want that,
boy?"

"Yeah....yeahhhh." Chance moaned.

Chance felt the man's finger's slip from his hole, then suddenly Jon's huge
cock was in his face and he didn't hesitate, sucking it in as far as he
could without gagging.

Jon's hands were once again playing in the soft blond locks of the boy's
hair, stroking and petting as the kid sucked him up and down.

"Ahhhhhhhhh......suck it Chance.....my God, you are so good,
boy....suck.....suck...."

Chance's incresed his efforts, wanting to please the man. He pressed harder
with his lips as his little head bobbed up and down faster. The boy's soft,
warm mouth on his cock was almost to much to bear, Jon knew he wouldn't
last long at this pace, so he backed away.

"Mmmmm...more." Chance sighed, saliva dripping from his chin.

"In time, sweetness." Jon whispered as he moved around to the kid's
beautiful ass once again. Lowering his head, he began to lick, once again
getting lost in the wonderful taste and the music of the boy's soft
whining. After a couple of minutes of this, he spit in his hand and rose,
stroking his cock.

Chance hissed as the head of Jon's thick cock penetrated.

"You ok buddy? We can stop if you want." Jon said, knowing once again that
this was not true. He would fuck this kid if it took all night to talk him
into it.

"No....please....just give me a minute."

They stayed just that way, with Jon stroking the boy's back and ass with
his fingertips as Chance got used to the fullness inside him. Finally, the
boy said "It's ok now....but go slow, ok?"

"I will, you let me know if it hurts...I don't wanna hurt you, sweetie."

With that, Jon moved in slowly, spitting where their flesh met every so
often.

Chance could not believe that this grown man was going to fuck him. The
pain was gone now, in it's place was pleasure the likes of which he had
never felt before. He had stuck things up there...ink pens, markers...and
once, a thick broom handle. It had all felt good, but it was nothing like
the thick, warm throbbing presence that was quickly filling his hole
now. Finally, he felt the man's pelvis touch his soft ass.

"Ahhhhh....fuck me." He whispered.

"God yes." He heard the man answer.

Jon began to back out, only slightly faster than he had penetrated.

"Ahhhh God...yeah." Chance moaned as the nerve endings in his tight little
asshole sang with pleasure.

The man had almost pulled completely out and began to move forward again,
much faster this time, reaching full penetration in just a second or two.

"Ahhh God yeahhhh....FUCK me..." Chance spat.

Jon began to fuck, moving in and out in long slow strokes, picking up speed
each time until finally his cock was whipsawing in and out.

"Ohhhh God....Ohhh God Yeah....yeah...." The boy whimpered as the man
grabbed his skinny hips and began to slam his fat prick home.

"Ahhh yeah....ahhhhhhhhhh yeah kid.....tight little fuck-hole." Jon moaned
as the kid's tight sphincter milked his fat cock.

The man could not remember a time when sex had ever felt so good. It could
be because it had been so long since he'd had any, but he didn't think so,
this kid's ass was incredible. He knew that he would cum soon, and that was
ok. He had to get the boy home before 10:00 and they were quickly running
out of time.

He pulled out quickly. "Roll over on your back, cutie." He said.

Chance knew immediately how the man wanted to do it. Rolling over, he lay
down on his back in the grass and raised his legs.

"Oh yeahhhh...just like that Jon said as he mounted him, finding the target
and slipping easily inside.

Both cried out as Jon penetrated. The boy wrapped his arms around the man's
neck and found his mouth once again, kissing desparately as Jon pummeled
the hot little ass.

Less than a minute later, the man began to whimper, then cry out loudly.

"God kid, yeahhh AHHHHH GOD!!! Ugggghhh!!! Ahhhhh yeahhh....yeaahhh!!" Jon
cried as his balls let loose, his hips still pounding hard, his thick cock
spasmed again and again as he filled the boy with his hot, thick load.

Panting, he pulled his cock free of the boy. Moving downward, he licked the
kid's chest, his belly, until finally he found Chance's throbbing
boyhood. He pulled it into his mouth, pressing his lips tightly against the
stiff little pole as he sucked quickly up and down.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh yeah....suck.....suck..." Chance sighed as his small frame
writhed and bucked. Jon slipped two fingers up the boy's well-fucked little
hole and that was all it took.

Chance had told the man that he could cum "a little", but the boy had never
been pleasured like this before. Grunting and crying out like a wild
animal, the boy arched his back hard. The woods echoed with his cries as
four powerful squirts of thin semen rocketed from the boy's steel-hard
little prick into Jon's hungry mouth.

"Mmmmm.....mmmmm." Jon moaned as he let the boy's load wash around in his
mouth, savoring the wonderful taste of fresh boy-cum. It had been far too
long.

"Ahhhhh shit." Chanced sighed over and over again as he came down from the
best orgasmic high of his short life.

Jon rose above the panting boy. Their lips came together for a moment.

"That was awesome." Chance panted.

"Oh yeah." Jon whispered, then kissed the boy on the nose. Chance giggled.

"How we gonna get home?" Chance asked.

"How do you think?" Jon said, still breathing hard, "We still have our
shoes....we'll run."

Chance began to laugh. "We're fuckin' naked!" He giggled.

"Well what do you suggest....should we call a cab?"

The boy giggled again.

"It's dark, no one should see us. My truck is parked pretty close to the
trail.....I know there is about a block of open area when the trail comes
out of the woods at the edge of town....but we'll check for traffic and
people before we leave the woods."

"Cool." Chance said enthusiastically.

"Once we see it's clear, we'll run like hell for my truck." He ruffled the
boy's hair.

Chance giggled.

Jon did exactly what he had hoped to do....turn it into an adventure for
the boy. He glanced at his watch. 9:15 and full dark. He figured it would
take them a bit over 20 minutes to run into town, then another 15 at his
place to clean the boy up and find him some running shorts and a
t-shirt. With any luck he could drop the kid off near his house with a few
minutes to spare. Jon got to his feet with Chance quickly following.

"We gotta scoot, it's getting late. I will lead, try to stick right behind
me. No talking if you can help it, I gotta keep my ears open in case we run
into anyone....we'll wanna have time to hide."

"Ya think?" Chance said, giggling.

Jon reached down and found the boy's ribs and began to tickle. "A smart
ass, huh?" He said as the boy squeeled with laughter.

Finally he ruffled the boy's hair again, then started through the narrow
path. "All clear." He said, "Let's do this."

They began to run. Chance could not remember having a better time since he
had hit this lousy town. He had just been laid by a grown man, now, he was
jogging back to town, naked as the day he was born. His cock flopped up and
down as he ran, he could feel the most wonderful breeze blowing against his
balls. His asshole was still tingling from the pounding it had taken, plus
he could feel the man's sperm running down his leg. It was grand.

Jon could not believe how much his life had changed in just under an
hour. Just hearing the boy's heavy breathing behind him was almost enough
to make him grow hard once again. He wasn't sure he wanted to go through
the pain of falling in love again, but it was too early to think about that
right now. He flashed back to the feeling of the warm, soft writhing boy
benieth him, his sweet little arms around him as they coupled....he thought
about how good it had felt to be held again. He thought he might just cry.

20 minutes later, the lights of the small town could be seen ahead.

Jon slowed, dropping back beside the boy, placing his hand on his bare
chest.

"Let's walk....a couple hundred more yards and we will run out of
cover....how you doin?"

"Not bad." Chance panted. "I'm a little bit scared...what if someone...."

"...none of that, we're not gonna think of that. It's not like we're
walking out on Main Street."

The trail came out on the edge of the small town. There were a couple of
houses, but for the most part it was industrial. Jon was confident that
they wouldn't be seen. They had finally came to the edge of the
woods. Here, the trail changed from gravel to smooth blacktop. The two
stopped, looking carefully out of the woods. No traffic was about on the
small two-lane that ran parallel to the path.

"You go first, run like hell...I will be right behind you. When you get to
my truck, hunker down on the passenger side." Jon took a quick peek in both
directions once again. "Go!"

The kid took off like a lightning bolt, so fast that it actually surprised
Jon. He took off a couple of seconds later. He watched the boy run, his
legs pumping, his glutes flexing, the muscles in his back working and
flexing. He was fucking beautiful. Less than a minute later, they had
completed the worst part of their journey without incident. Panting and
giggling, they hunkered by the truck. Their giggles turned to laughter. Jon
laughed until tears came. He tried to remember the last time he had laughed
like this. Ben, of course...it had been with Ben.

"I got a good one for you." Jon said, still giggling.

"What's that?" Chance asked through his own giggles.

"The keys were in my shorts!"

Chance stopped laughing, fear stole over his face in an instant.

Jon roared with laughter. "You shoulda seen your face!" he said,
"Priceless!"

Chance made as if to slug him on the arm, then backed off, grinning.

"I don't like taking my keys with me...don't like 'em bouncing around in my
pocket....I hide 'em here." He reached up into the wheel well and pulled
out a single key connected to a keyless device.

"When I hit the unlock, the parking lights will come on. I will get in
first from this side." Jon stood up and looked around, then triggered the
device. Lights came on all around the truck. The front and rear parking
lights, courtesy lights mounted under the side mirrors, running lights
along the truck box. Jon entered, the boy quickly followed.

"Geez! Damn thing lights up like a fuckin' Christmas tree!" The boy
exclaimed.

Jon looked at the boy with a mock scowl. "Ya know, If I woulda talked like
that when I was your age, I woulda gotten my mouth washed out with
soap. Stay low, ok motor-mouth?" It was a nick-name that would stick as
long as Jon knew the boy.

Grinning, Chance gave the man a quick salute and lowered himself in the
seat.

Jon drove to his house with great care, being extra careful to obey the
laws of the road. It would be pretty tough to explain himself being naked
alone, let alone having a naked 12 year old with him. When they arrived at
his house he hit the remote for the garage door and drove inside, then
lowered it behind them.

I'm not gonna turn on any lights once we're inside cause not all of the
shades are down, so stick close by me. You can rinse off quick in the
shower and I will find you some running shorts and a t-shirt...should have
just enough time to get you home."

"You gonna shower with me?" The boy asked, grinning.

"If I shower with you we will never get you home, sweetness."

The boy flushed and grinned.

Once inside, Jon took the boy's hand and led him to the bathroom. Once
inside he turned on the light. In the light, Jon could now easily see the
beautiful young man standing beside him. He walked over to the shower and
turned on the water, adjusting the temperature.

"There you go, buddy." Jon said.

"C'mon...shower with me." Chance begged as he removed his shoes and socks.

"But...."

"Mom gets off work at 10, but she has a 20 minute commute. She won't be
home until 10:20 at best, most likely 10:30.....c'mon." The boy was rubbing
his dick now, which was rapidly getting hard.

Jon looked at the boy's muscular young frame, his beautiful little cock,
standing straight up and throbbing. "I suppose we could spend a few
minutes...."

"Cool!" Chance said grabbing Jon's hand.

"Wait! I gotta take off my shoes, boy!"

The two stepped inside, Chance pulled the sliding door shut behind them,
then wrapped his arms around the man's neck and jumped up, wrapping his
skinny little legs around the man's torso. His curly blond hair was wet and
straight, his beautiful tanned body was slick and shiney-wet. Jon looked
into his eyes and was captivated all over again. They came together
open-mouthed, kissing passionately. The boy held on tightly with his arms
and legs while they kissed, leaving Jon's hand free to do other things. His
hands wandered up and down the boy, finally coming to rest on his little
butt, squeezing, rubbing. His fingers dipped into the crack, finding the
boy's still-moist hole.

Chance broke the kiss, his head tipped back as he moaned in pleasure. "Ah
God..." He sighed as he felt the man's fingers playing at his asshole. He
moved his head to the man's shoulder, breathing hard as waves of pleasure
shook his little frame. "Fuck me.....fuck me..." He whispered.

"Again?" Jon asked softly while gently kissing and nipping at the boy's
neck.

"Yeahhh....please?"

Jon knew it was getting late, but he could not say no. He placed Chance
back on his feet. "Wait here, sexy little man." He said as he opened the
shower door. He crossed the bathroom, leaving a trail of water that he
would mop up later. He opened the medicine cabinet and found a small jar of
vasoline. Removing the lid, he dipped his fingers in and scooped up a small
glob. Rubbing his stiff cock, he returned to the shower to find the boy
ready for him, his hands agains the wall, his smooth thighs spread
wide. Jon moved in behind him, bending his knees and hunkering down. He
found the boy's hole easily and slipped deliciously inside.

"Ahhh my god yeah...." Chance moaned. "Ahhhhh yeah boy...so nice.." Jon
moaned in reply. He began to fuck in long strokes, both man and boy moaning
and whimpering. Jon reached around the boy and grabbed his stiff little
dick with his still-greasy fingers. He began to stroke as he moved his cock
in and out of the warm, tight little hole. Less than a minute later, the
boy began to squeel, his little head tipped back, the muscles in his neck
as tight as cables. Jon felt the little cock come alive in his hand as the
boy began to cum, his thin seed squirting ropes that splashed against the
shower wall. As the boy came, his little sphincter spasmed, squeezing the
man's cock tight. Seconds later, Jon's yelps of pleasure joined Chance's as
he filled the kid's ass for the second time in less than an hour. He
continued to pound as his nuts emptied, his strokes losing rhythm, his legs
turning to rubber. Finally he stopped, his half-hard cock still inside the
boy as he continued to milk the little dick with his fingers.

They stood that way for better than a minute, the warm water cascading down
their nakedness as they sucked air. Finally, the man stood. The boy moaned
as Jon's soft cock pulled free of his still-tingling hole.

They didn't speak.

Jon grabbed a bar of soap and began to wash the boy....slowly, lovingly. He
moved him under the water and rinsed him just as carefully. After, he shut
off the water and hunkered down.

"We gotta get you home."

"Yeah.....don't wanna go though." Chance answered, gazing into the man's
eyes with a look of adoration.

Jon grabbed a towel, standing behind Chance, he gently dryed the boy. He
bent over, placing his nose in the freshly washed blond locks, inhailing
deeply. "Can I see you again? ....I mean, not just to run...." He asked.

"Duh." The boy answered.

Jon smiled. "Come with me."

They left the bathroom using a different door than the one they had entered
the room with. This lead to Jon's bedroom. The man began searching through
drawers and searching through clothes, finally finding what he needed and
tossing it at the boy.

"Wow, these shorts are cool!"

"You can have 'em....they won't fit my fat ass anymore."

The boy giggled as he stepped into the bright red shorts.

"The t-shirt is probably way too big, but that's ok. Hopefully we can get
you home before your mom even sees you in it."

"I can walk if you want....it's not far."

"Nah...I'll take ya....unless you don't want me too."

"I figure I didn't wanna make you get dressed to go out again if you didn't
have to...it's only 6 blocks or so from here."

"Nah, I will just put on some shorts and a t-shirt and we're off.

5 minutes later, both were dressed and backing out of the garage. Jon
looked at the clock on the dash. 10:10. According to what Chance said about
his mom's 20 minute drive home, they should be just fine.

A couple minutes later they pulled up to the curb at Chance's house.

"You runnin' tomorrow?" asked the boy.

"You know it, kid.....same time."

"We gonna run home naked again?"

"Yeah, right...I thing we have had enough excitement for a while."

The boy giggled. "It was a blast though."

"Yeah....no doubt about that." Jon answered.

"See you tomorrow." the boy said through his most winning smile.

"You betcha, motor-mouth."

Chance got out of the truck and ran to the house. When he got to the door,
he turned and waved, grinning from ear to ear. Jon raised his hand in
return, then drove off as Chance turned and went into the house.



***

Chance headed straight for his room. He quickly stripped out of his shorts
and t-shirt, donning a pair of white briefs. He went to the kitchen to get
a glass of milk.

Sarah arrived home as Chance was putting the milk away.

"Hey there sexy, what did I tell you about walking around the house like
that?" Sarah said.

Chance looked confused. "Nothing that I can remember."

"Yeah....you're right, but I probably should start...you are not 7 anymore
you know. If a 12 year old girl was passing by and looked in the window she
would probably steal you away from me forever."

Chance grinned.

It was good to see her boy smile like that. Smiles were few and far between
since she had pulled the boy away from Chicago. He had hardly spoke to her
at all during the first few weeks. She knew that he still held a grudge,
rarely smiling.

Sarah didn't have a choice. The company she worked for was expanding. It
was either move here or start again somewhere else. She had worked far too
hard to start at the bottom somewhere else, so she had packed up her son
and left. The boy still could not find it in his heart to forgive her.

"I made a new friend today." Chance said.

"Really?"

"Yup, his name is Jon....he's gonna run with me on this new trail I
found....man it's really cool. I'll have to take you there sometime." The
boy was grinning from ear to ear, Sarah had not seen her son this happy in
months, she was near tears.

"That's cool, Slim." She said. She realized she had not called him that
since they had moved. The boy managed to grin wider.

Sarah knew that her boy did not make friends easily with boys his own
age. She also knew that he got along very well with adult men. She wasn't
sure why this was, only that it was true. In Chicago, Chance had been close
with his track coach, even once inviting him over for dinner to meet his
mom. She figured this new friend was probably much older than her
son. "When can I meet him?"

"I will have to ask him over. He runs the trail everyday....a whole 8
miles! He's in really great shape for bein' in his 40's."

Chance was looking down when he spoke, then he raised his head and looked
at his mom, grinning.

Just as she had suspected. She tried to remain open-minded. "Great....I
want to meet him soon though, ok sport?"

"Yeah sure mom." he said, walking toward the stairs. "And mom....?"

"Yes sweetie?"

"I'm sorry, you know.....about the last few months."

She saw tears were welling in the boy's eyes. She went to him and took him
in her arms. "It's ok, honey... I did what I had to do for us though." She
held the boy.

"I know, I love you, mom."

It was the first time he had said this since Chicago, Sarah's own tears
flowed. "I love you too, Slim.....more than anything else." She said
pulling back, holding the boy's shoulders at arms length, then wiping his
tears with her thumbs. She grabbed him by the shoulders once again and
turned him around. Swatting his cotton-clad little butt, she said "To bed
with you, boy."

"'Night mom."

"I want to meet him....soon."

"'k mom...soon."


***


6 Months Later



Jon groaned as the alarm woke him.

He raised his head. Then reached over to shut off the alarm.

Monday.

He didn't feel like going back to work today. From beside him, another
groan. He rolled over onto his back. Delicious warmth enveloped him as the
naked boy rolled over and snuggled against him. The boy raised his head and
Jon slipped his arm underneith, pulling the lad closer. Young Chance placed
his head on the man's warm chest and placed his soft leg across his
midsection. Jon felt his cock stir, hardening in an instant as the boy's
warm thigh caressed it.

"Don't go to work today."

"I have to....besides, you have school anyway."

"Nope."

"Waddaya mean, Nope."

"Teacher's in-service day."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"It means that I don't have school today, duh." Chance said
matter-of-factly.

Jon reached for the boy's most sensitive spot and began to tickle. He was
rewarded with delightful boy-squeels.

"Stop!!! Jon Stooooooooooooooooppp!!! I gotta peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" The
boy squeeled through fits of giggles.

Jon stopped and swatted the boy's naked little butt. "Go pee, boy."

The boy rose, throwing back the covers. Jon noticed that his beautiful
little dick was rock hard.

"Mmmmmm....makin' me hungry." Jon said softly, smiling. Chance grinned in
return and grabbed his dick, waving it at the man, wiggling his eyebrows up
and down.

"You gonna be able to pee out of that thing without pissing on your face? I
don't think you'll be able to bend it down that far."

The boy giggled.

"Hurry back, sweetness."

"Oh yeah." Chance replied.

Jon heard the sound of urine splashing in the toilet. He could not believe
that this beautiful kid was now sharing his bed at least one night per
week. Even more unbelievable was the fact that his mom knew where he
was. Jon had the guest room all set up for the kid, but he rarely used
it. Jon had met Sarah only a few days after meeting Chance and the two had
become almost instant friends. At times he almost thought that she knew
exactly what was going on between himself and her son and understood, which
would be rare indeed.

Chance returned, only this time to Jon's side of the bed. The boy climbed
up and rose above the man, lowering his naked body slowly.

"Play hookey today." he said as he began to slowly grind his ass.

"I just might do that." The man replied as he took the smooth globes of
Chance's beautiful young butt in his hands.

Chance lowered his face to Jon's.

Their lips met.

***

Hi all. I took a break from writing a longer multi-part story to write this
one. Hope you liked it. If you enjoyed this story, and if you love the gay
adult/youth theme, you might want to check out my story:

"The Troop" - located in the Nifty Gay/Sci-Fi-Fantasy section. At this
writing, the last chapter was written on Sept 1 2007, which will help you
find it easier. I am currently working on the next (and final) chapter of
that one.

Also, drop me a line! I would really love to hear from you...whether it be
constructive criticism or praise or telling me how many times you jacked
off while reading....all flames ignored. Cheers!  phangasm@operamail.com