Date: Sun,  4 Dec 2005 11:32:50 -0500 (EST)
From: Richard / Kevin Hollinger <rhandkb@excite.com>
Subject: Christmas Presents

This is a completely fictional story, it never happened.

At 30, I do not need this aggravation from my boss.  He is
after me to spend the weekend working in the office to
finish a project that he was supposed to have finished 2
weeks ago.  I told him that I still did not have my
Christmas shopping done, and it being the 7th, I needed to
get to the mall and get it finished.  He proposed that I
take off on the following Monday and Tuesday to get it done,
as long as I finished the project.

Finally, after working all weekend, I was able to finish the
project.  Now I can get to my shopping.  When I got home on
Saturday, I noticed a letter from my sister, however I never
got around to reading it.  So I decided to read the letter
before I went
out shopping on Monday morning.  As I opened the letter, a
picture fell out of my nephew, Paul, in his speedo's.  Let
me tell you about Paul first.  He is 12 and a great believer
in keeping in shape.  He constantly swims and jogs.  So, as
a result, he is in good shape.  I never thought of Paul in
any kind of sexual way since, although I am gay, I prefer my
lover to be closer to my age.  Anyway, my Sister wrote:
     "Hi Sam, how are things going with you?  I thought that
you probably would not have any idea of what to get Paul for
Christmas, since you have been unable to get away from work
for your yearly visit.  Paul has stated that his clothes
have become too small, and I thought that you would like to
get him some new jeans or shirts this year.  As you can tell
from his picture, he is starting to outgrow some of the
things that you got him last year on your visit.  Anyway, he
is now 4'8" tall, and weighs about 90 pounds.  His waist is
26".  I have not had anytime to go out shopping with him, so
I do not know what size that would be, but I am sure that
you can find something that will fit him.  As far as Steve
and I, we really don't need anything at all.  Hope you have
a great Christmas, Sally."

Well, at least, I know now what to get Paul when I go to the
mall later.  As I got dressed to go out, I thought that it
was going to be difficult to find something that would fit
Paul.  I just hoped that I could find a sales person who
could help me.

When I got to the mall, I decided that instead of just
stopping at the typical department stores, I would check out
the men's stores and see if I could get something for Paul
that would really last a while.  When I got to the first
store, I asked the store clerk, "Do you sell any boys
clothes?"

The clerk responded, "No, but if you go downstairs to the
`Mens and Boys Shoppe', they could probably help you."

After thanking the clerk, and sizing him up (he was cute), I
went out of the store and down to the shop that he
mentioned.  I went in and started looking at the boy's pants
when a sales clerk came over and inquired, "How can I help
you?"

I replied, "I am looking for something for my nephew and I
am not sure what size to get him."

The clerk stated, "I normally do not work in this section.
Let me see if I can get someone to help you."

I was looking around for sometime, when I noticed a woman
walking around and picking up shirts and pants for her son,
who was right next to her.  I noticed that the boy was about
the size that my sister said Paul had grown into.  Since I
was not getting any assistance from the store clerks, I
decided to see if she could help me.  As the boy went around
the corner, I went over to where she was, and said, "Excuse
me.  I do not mean to intrude, but I was wondering if you
can help me?"

She looked over at me, and with a look that said `I do not
have the time', glared at me.  I was about to apologize and
back away, when she said, "I do not know if I can, but can
try."

I then told her, "I am trying to purchase some clothes for
my nephew, Paul, who I have not seen for a little over a
year.  My sister sent me his measurements, however, she did
not have his size.  Your son appears to be about the same
size, and I was wondering if you could tell me what size he
wears."

She said, "What were the measurements that your sister gave
you?"

I told her the measurements, and she stated, "That is very
close to my son, he is the same height and just about 5
pounds lighter.  The only problem is that at his age of 12,
it can be hard to get just the right size.  I tell you what,
I have some more Christmas shopping to do, and he could stay
here with you and try on some of the clothes that you are
thinking about getting for your nephew."

I argued, "I don't think that it would be proper for me to
do that.  I don't know you or your son, and I don't want to
interrupt your shopping."

She replied, "I think that I could trust you, I can usually
tell that about people.  It would also help me out, so that
I can get some shopping done for Sean's presents."

"Well, I guess it would be okay."  I replied weakly.

She called out, "Sean, come over here."

As the boy came around the corner, I noticed that he was
dressed in a pair of jeans that looked to be a little big on
him, and a sweatshirt that read `She made me come.'  He had
red hair that hung down to just above his eyebrows, and had
a few freckles over the bridge of his nose.  He said, "Yeah,
mom.   What is it?"

"Sean, I want you to meet...." she started to say.

"Hi, my name is Sam.  Pleased to meet you Sean."

She then stated, "Sean, Sam here has a dilemma that I think
that you can help with.  He is buying clothes for his
nephew, who is about your size, but about 5 pounds heavier.
I would like for you to help him by modeling some of the
clothes that he picks out.  Do you think that you can help?"

Sean first looked at me, and then said, "Sure mom, no
problem."

With that, the woman looked at me and Sean, stating, "I will
be back in about 1-1/4 hours.  Will that be enough time for
you to find what you need, Sam?"

I said, "That will be more than enough time, I think that we
should be done in about 30 minutes."

She said, "Take your time, you don't want to rush into these
things."

I said, "Thanks"

With that, she was gone and I was alone with Sean.  He
turned and looked at me and then smiled, revealing a row of
braces on his teeth.  God, he looked cute.  Hey, what was I
thinking, I have never found a 12-year old attractive.

Sean stated, "Well, what do you want me to try on first?"

I pulled out a pair of jeans that I thought were the right
size and we went back to the store clerk and asked where the
changing room was.  He pointed out a door way in the back of
the store.  We went back to the door, and opened it to find
an open area with 4 doors off of it.  I pointed Sean to one
of the doors, which were solid, and told him to go in and
put the jeans on and then come back out.  When Sean came
back out, I saw that the jeans were a little large on him,
and then stated, "I will go out and get another pair that
are not quite as big."

He said, "Why don't we go out together?  You can show me
which pants you were thinking about and I will pick out the
sizes.  Then we can come back here, and I can try on them at
the same time."

It sounded like a good idea, so we went out together.  After
picking up about 6 pairs of pants and 8-9 shirts, we went
back to the changing rooms.  Sean went into the same room as
before.  After he changed his pants and shirt, he came back
out.  I noticed that the pants were fitting a little better
and that the shirt looked good on him.  I told him that they
looked good.  Before he went back into the room, he asked,
"Why don't you come in with me?  That way, I don't have to
keep coming in and out."

I was unsure whether it was proper for us to be in the
changing room together, but it would sure save time.  When
we got into the room, I noticed that it was quite large,
with plenty of room to move around.  Sean went over and
locked the door, "So no one accidentally walks in."

He then started to unbutton the shirt, and I turned around
to give him a little privacy.  He stated, "That's okay, you
don't have to do that."

So, I turned back around to see this half naked boy in front
of me.  For 12 years old, he had a nice chest.  A few
freckles here and there, and his nipples sticking out just
slightly.  I said, "You have a nice body, for a boy your
age."

He stated, "Thanks, I try to work out so that I can stay on
the swim team."

He then took off the pants, and straightened back up.  He
was standing there with nothing on but his socks and a pair
of `tightie-whities'.  He looked so cute, just smiling and
letting me admire his body.  He took another pair of pants
and put them on.  He turned around and said, "What do you
think?"

I blurted out, "Nice butt" without even thinking.

He stated, "Thanks, but I meant the pants."

I said, "They are probably a little small for Paul, but they
look great on you."

He then smiled, with his dimples looking almost angelic.  He
then did a slow tease and lowered the pants to the floor.  I
noticed that the bulge in his underwear seemed a little
bigger than before.  After he stepped out of the pants, he
picked them up and put them on the seat beside him.  He then
walked over to where I was standing and said in a small
voice, "I notice that you like to look at me.  I like that."

He then reached out and put his hand on my cock through my
pants.  I jumped at the contact, however, he just moved
forward a little bit and did it again.  Before I had time to
react, he reached for my belt and started to undo it.

I reached down to stop him, when he stated, "Don't worry, I
love doing this and you look so hot, I couldn't resist."

He then undid my belt and opened my pants, allowing them to
fall to the floor.  Then he reached up and started to
unbutton my shirt.  When he had the shirt opened, he leaned
forward and took my right nipple in his mouth and started
sucking on it.  I moaned a little, and then stopped suddenly
because I did not want anyone to hear us.  I put my hand on
the back of his head to urge him to suck harder.  At the
same time, I put my other hand on his back and started
rubbing it.  As he started to bite on my nipple, I lowered
my hand to the top of his briefs.  I couldn't help myself, I
had to feel that gorgeous ass hidden by his underwear.  As I
lowered his briefs, he switched to my left nipple.

What a perfect ass, so smooth and just the right size for my
hand.  The more I rubbed his ass, the more he purred against
my chest.  He just seemed to love his ass being played with,
and I loved the way it felt.  After about 15 minutes of
this, he pulled away slowly.  I thought that he would back
up a little bit and allow me to play with his chest.
Instead, he just dropped to his knees, and started to pull
down my boxers.  Once he had them below my balls, he started
to caress my 7-1/4 inch cock.  He purred, "This is beautiful."

He then started to lick the precum off the head of my dick,
and murmured, "This tastes almost as good as it looks."

Before I knew it, he had the head of my cock in his mouth,
and my god, it felt so good.  He knew what he was doing, I
could tell it was not his first time.  He then pulled of my
cock and, taking one of my balls in his mouth, began to roll
it around, driving me up the wall.  I just loved to have my
balls sucked.  After he worked on the first one about 5
minutes, he switched and then did the other one for another
5.  He then went back to my cock and slowly began tonguing
it up one side and then the other. Then he went back to the
head and just engulfed it in his mouth.  I did not think
that he would be able to get all of my cock in his mouth,
when he started to go down on it.  I felt the back of his
throat when he had about half of it in his mouth.  I
believed that he would then start to bob up and down on it,
when he continued to take it in and bury his pert nose in my
pubic hair.  I had never been able to get anyone to take all
of it in when getting a blow job, but here was a 12 year old
that had all of it in his throat.  He pulled off of it,
saying, "God, I wish I could get this in my boy-pussy
today."

I couldn't believe it, not only did he want it down his
throat, but also up his ass.  I said, "Maybe we could get
together some other time and I could do that, too."

He replied, "You betcha!"

As much as I enjoyed him sucking on my dick, I just had to
see all of him.  So, I pulled him up to his feet, to much
annoyance on his part.  I had him stand in front of me while
I sat down.  He was almost as cute from the front as from
the back.  His dick was rock hard at about 4  inches, and
he had just a few hairs above his cock, none on his balls or
thighs.  I leaned forward and took in a whiff of this boy,
reminding me of my first time when I was 13, which is
another story.  I then took his balls in my left hand,
starting to slowly massage them.  He moaned a little, and I
then licked the underside of his beautiful cock.  I started
to suck him, a little at a time, until I had all of his cock
in my mouth.  He said, "Oh god, that feels soooooo good.
Don't stop."

I continued to suck him, massaging his nuts with my left
hand, and rubbing his ass with my right.  I then spread his
cheeks with my hand, feeling his rosebud with my index
finger.  As I was sucking him, I inserted my finger into his
asshole, and he just about purred.  He was enjoying this as
much as I was.  I continued to finger-fuck him, playing with
his balls and sucking on his cock.  After about 2 minutes of
this, I felt him tense up and, rising on his toes, start to
shoot at least 6 times into my eagerly awaiting mouth.

After he stopped shooting, he slowly pulled out of my mouth
and then leaned down and pressing his lips to mine, pushed
my lips apart.  He inserted his tongue into my mouth,
tasting the cum that just came out of his cock.  He
murmured, "That tastes good."

He then got back on his knees, and immediately started to
suck on my cock again, this time playing with my balls.  It
was not long before I shot my load into that cute mouth of
his.  He got up and started to kiss me again, this time I
forced his lips open and started to clean off the cum from
his braces.  It tasted wonderful.

After he separated, he said, "I hate these braces, I can't
wait to get them off next year."

I replied, "They look right on you, they make you very
cute."

He said, "You are kidding, right?"

"No, I think braces are cool."

He beamed a little, and then started to get off his knees.
I looked at this cute kid in front of me, and could not
believe that I got this lucky.

He then pulled up his underwear, and turned around to get
another outfit to try on for me.  As he was putting it on, I
put myself back together and got dressed.  He tried on
another 3 outfits, when I told him that I had seen enough to
make up my mind.  He said, "Okay, but I have one more thing
to show you.  But I want you to close your eyes first.  I
want it to be a surprise."

After what had happened, I thought why not.  So I said,
"Okay" and closed my eyes.

After some shuffling around, I heard Sean say, "You can open
them now."

When I opened my eyes, there stood Sean without a stitch of
clothing on, just a proud hard cock.  I must have drooled,
because Sean said, "So, you like what you see?"

I said, "Oh yeah..."

Sean then walked toward me, and unconsciously, I sank to my
knees.  Next thing I knew, there was Sean in front of me and
I was reaching for his cock and balls.  He then turned
around, and leaned forward.  He was holding his ankles with
his hands, and in front of me was his asshole, practically
winking at me.  I leaned forward and started licking that
rosebud, enjoying the boy scent has it assailed my nostrils.
After a few minutes of this, Sean said, "I can't take any
more."

He straightened up and turned around, practically shoving
his cock down my throat.  It did not take but 15 seconds
before I was, once again, eagerly swallowing his cum down my
throat.  This time, Sean just about fainted over me, with it
being the 2nd time in about 40 minutes that he was cumming.

As he got back his equilibrium, he started to sit down.  I
then went over to where his clothes were, and picking them
up went back to him, saying, "It won't be long before your
mother gets here, you better get dressed."

After he was dressed, we went back out to the front of the
store.  His mother had not gotten back yet, so I started to
pay for the clothes that I picked out for Paul.  I started
thinking about a particular outfit that Sean had put on that
looked fantastic on him, and decided to get them for him as
a thank you for all he had done.  I asked the clerk for a
pen and piece of paper.  I put my name and phone number on
it and put it in the front pocket of the pants that I got
for Sean.  Shortly after I finished paying for everything,
making sure that the outfit for Sean was in a separate bag,
Sean's mother came back into the store.

She said, "Did you find everything that you wanted for Paul?
I hope that Sean was able to help you."

I replied, "Yes, I did find something for Paul, and Sean was
very helpful.   In fact, I decided that he needed to be
rewarded for his help, and bought him an outfit that I think
would look good on him, if you don't mind."

She thought about it for a minute and said, "You really
don't need to do that."

I protested, "But I want to, and he really did help a lot."

"Well, I guess it will be alright."  She relented.

I handed the bag to Sean as they were leaving.  They were
just about to exit the store, when I saw her lean down and
say something to Sean.  He came running back to me and said,
"Thank you for this afternoon, and the outfit.  You really
did not have to."

I said, "No, thank you.  It was the best afternoon that I
have ever had.  Look in the front pocket of the pants,
before your mother tries to wash them, or put them away."

He smiled a little bit, but I could tell he was confused.
As he was leaving the store, he turned back to me and gave
one of the smiles that just want to make you praise god for
beautiful boys.

I left the store thinking that I would probably never hear
from him again.  I decided to get something to eat at one of
the places in the food court before I went home.  As I was
sitting there eating, I saw Sean and his mother walking
towards the bathrooms.  I did not want to create any type of
incident, so I just sat there eating my lunch.  About 5
minutes later, Sean walked out of the bathroom and looked
around.  He saw me sitting there, and then looked around
again. He then ran towards me, and in a whisper said, "Will
you be home tonight, so that I can call you?"

I said, "I will be waiting for your call."

He then went and stood by the restroom, waiting for his
mother.

When she came out, they turned around and headed in the
opposite direction.  He quickly turned back to me, waved and
smiled that gorgeous smile once again.