Date: Tue, 15 Jul 2003 00:08:37 -0400
From: Guy Priel <gpndc@hotmail.com>
Subject: Christopher and Noah

All the usual disclaimers apply. This is a story involving consensual sex
between the principal characters, which includes a grown man and a
pre-pubescent boy. If this type of story offends you, or is not to your
liking, then leave now. This is not true. It is merely a figment of the
author's imagination. The author does not condone unsafe sex, and does not
encourage sex with underage people. Comments are always welcome at
gpndc@hotmail.com.

Christopher and Noah
By Lewis Adams

     Christopher was 27. He had brown hair and hazel eyes, weighed 190
pounds and was 5 feet, 11 inches tall. He was a computer programmer. He and
Janice had been dating for almost a year, and had been engaged for three
months now. The one thing about Janice that he wasn't really sure he would
be able to handle, though, was her 5-year-old son Noah.
     Noah was blond, had blue eyes, was 3 feet tall, and weighed all of 50
pounds. His father and Janice had dated in high school and were married soon
after graduation. Two years later, Noah came along, but Allen had been sent
to the Gulf War, where his plane had been shot down over Iran. Noah never
knew his father, and his mother had not dated anyone until the day she had
met Christopher.
     What Christopher wasn't sure about, though, was actually being around
children and having children as part of his daily life. He really wasn't
sure why he was marrying Janice, since Noah was part of the package, but he
knew he wanted to be married, and he knew he loved her.
     But, in three brief months, everything would change forever.

     One day, Janice and Christopher were sitting at the table, planning
their guest list and making more preparations for the wedding.
     "I think I would like Noah to be the ring bearer," Janice said.
     "I'm not sure that's such a good idea," Christopher said. "I always
think of ring bearers as being little. You know, like 3 or so."
     "I can't believe you're this anxious to get married when you know so
little about weddings," Janice said. "Most ring bearers are around Noah's
age. Very few are younger than 4."
     "Oh," Christopher said.
     "You know, you really should spend more time with him. After all, you
do need to get used to being around him, and he needs to get to know you
more. He really hasn't been around men that much."
     "I know," he said. "After all, marrying you does involve him as well.
He needs to be as much a part of my life as he is yours."
     "I agree," she said. "Noah, honey, could you come here a minute?"
     Noah came into the dining room wearing just a pair of shorts. "What,
mom?"
     "Christopher wants to take you to the movie tonight, so go get
dressed."
     "Okay," Noah said, heading upstairs.
     "Oh, I didn't realize we were going on a date tonight," Christopher
said.
     "We aren't," she said. "I have to work. And what better way to get to
know him better than to hang out alone with him for a couple of hours?"
     "That was sneaky."
     "I know," she said, leaning over to kiss him. "Have fun. Besides, we
can plan another evening to plan the wedding. We still have time yet."
     Noah came into the room wearing a pair of khaki pants, a red polo shirt
and a pair of sneakers. "What movie are we going to go see?"
     "I haven't decided yet. What do you want to see?"
     "Monsters, Inc," he said.
     Christopher looked at Janice, who smiled at him.
     "Sounds like fun," she said, kissing Noah on the forehead. "Make sure
you get him home before 9, he has school tomorrow," she said, kissing
Christopher on the cheek. "You'll enjoy it. Trust me. He is fun once you get
to know him."
     Christopher and Noah headed for the theater. Christopher bought
popcorn, sodas and candy and they went and sat down.
     "Oh, boy," Noah said. "This will be great. Mom never takes me to the
movie, and never buys me popcorn."
     "Oh, come on, she must have taken you to the movie before," Christopher
said.
     "Yeah. Once or twice, but we hardly ever go," he said.
     They sat and watched the movie, which was an experience for
Christopher, who had never been to the movies with a child. Noah kept asking
questions, or making noise during the movie. About half an hour into the
movie, he said he had to go to the bathroom.
     "Go ahead," Christopher said. "We passed it when we came in. It's next
to the popcorn counter."
     "I can't go by myself," Noah said.
     "Oh, okay," Christopher said, getting up and heading up the aisle. They
reached the lobby and headed for the men's room. "I'll just wait out here
for you. Holler if you need anything."
     "Okay," Noah said.
     After about 15 minutes, he started to get a little worried, so he
headed into the bathroom. Noah was in one of the stalls, just standing
there.
     "Are you okay in there Noah?"
     "No, my zipper's stuck."
     "Open the door and I'll help you."
     Noah opened the door to the stall and Christopher saw that he had
gotten his underwear caught in the zipper and couldn't get it to budge.
Christopher took the underwear in one hand and gave a slight tug, as he
maneuvered the zipper with his other hand. In a few seconds, he had managed
to free the zipper.
     "Thanks," Noah said.
     "No problem."
     They headed back into the theater as Noah reached over and took
Christopher's hand as they headed down the aisle toward their seat. The
smooth skin of Noah's hand sent an odd sensation through Christopher's body,
as he felt blood rush into all his vital organs. His heart started beating
faster and he started to get an erection.
     They returned to their seats and sat down for the rest of the movie.
     After the movie, Noah said he was hungry, so they went to a McDonalds
so Noah could get a happy meal. While they ate, Noah talked about the movie,
describing his favorite parts, and complaining about what might have
happened in the parts he had missed. Christopher actually found himself
getting more comfortable around Noah.
     When they returned home, Janice was still at work. She had left a note
indicating that she wanted Noah to take a bath and be in bed by the time she
got home at 9.
     Christopher went in and started getting the tub ready for Noah's bath.
Noah walked in with nothing on. Christopher, a bit taken aback, took a long,
slow look at Noah. Standing in front of him was one of the most beautiful
sights he had ever seen. Now, he wasn't particularly turned on by boys, but
seeing Noah standing there with nothing on, sporting a 3 inch erection, was
almost too much. He took a deep breath and moved aside so Noah could climb
into the tub.
     Once Noah was done with his bath, he put on his pajamas. Christopher
read him a story and went into the living room to wait for Janice, who came
home about 10 minutes later.
     "So, did you have fun?"
     "Actually, yeah, I did."
     "That's nice," she said. "I hope you get to spend more time together in
the next few weeks."
     "You can count on it."

     The next week, Janice asked if Christopher could pick Noah up at
school, because there was something she had to take care of. Christopher
agreed. He picked Noah up and they went for a hamburger.
     "There's this thing at school I wonder if you would go to," Noah said.
     "What type of thing?"
     "It's a father/son weekend."
     "Oh. That's sweet of you to ask, Noah, but we'll have to ask your
mother, you know."
     "I know."
     "What do they do at this father/son weekend?"
     "Play games and hang out with other kids and their dads."
     "All weekend?"
     "Yeah, it's like a camp out."
     "Sounds like fun," Christopher said. "We'll see what your mother says."
     "I think it's a great idea," Janice said, after they presented her with
the proposal. "It's a good time for male bonding and it'll help the two of
you get to know each other better before the wedding."

     The father/son weekend was several weeks away, so Christopher and Noah
spent a few days buying stuff they would need, such as sleeping bags, a
tent, and other camping gear.
     In the weeks leading up to the weekend, Christopher tried to spend at
least two days a week with Noah. They went out to eat and went to the video
arcade. Christopher would often pick him up at school and they would go
places for the afternoon.
     One day, after Noah climbed into the car, he leaned over and kissed
Christopher on the cheek. Christopher blushed, but actually liked it. He
kissed Noah on the cheek. Later that evening, while they were watching a
movie, Noah climbed into Christopher's lap. Christopher leaned over and
kissed Noah on the forehead. That night, after Janice and Christopher put
him to bed, he leaned over to kiss Noah on the cheek. Noah turned and
Christopher ended up kissing him on the lips.

     Finally, the weekend came for the father/son campout. It was a weekend
Christopher had actually been looking forward to. He was starting to grow
fond of the little towheaded boy.
     Christopher picked Noah up at school that afternoon and they packed
their car with all the camping gear. They arrived at school just in time to
meet up with all the other people who were going on the campout.
     "Is that your dad?" Asked Jeremiah, one of Noah's classmates.
     "Almost," Noah said. "He's marrying my mom."
     "Oh," Jeremiah said. "Well, see you at the campground."
     They picked up a map and headed for the campground, which was located
about an hour from town. The campground was a Boy Scout camp, so there were
places for tents and campfire rings. There were about 30 pairs of fathers
and sons. Once they arrived, they started setting up their camping gear
before it got dark. According to the schedule, there were several activities
planned that evening, including a hot dog roast and a campfire, as well as a
variety of get acquainted games.
     The tent that Christopher had bought was large enough for the two cots,
a small table and their stuff.
     Once everyone had eaten and the games around the campfire had finished,
everyone headed for their tents.
     Christopher was not accustomed to sleeping in a tent, so he felt a
little awkward as he stripped down to his boxers before climbing into his
sleeping bag. Noah quickly got dressed in his pajamas and crawled into his
sleeping bag, where he watched as Christopher got undressed.
     Christopher felt even more awkward having Noah watch him undress, but
finally decided it was natural boyhood curiosity. Although, he did feel a
little odd as he realized the thought of Noah lying there watching him was
highly erotic. The hard part now was hiding his erection from the little
boy. That was something he really didn't want to have to explain.
     Once he finished, he leaned over and kissed Noah on the lips.
Teasingly, Noah stuck out his tongue. Christopher locked tongues with the
boy for a few minutes before pulling away.
     Suddenly, they heard a loud gasp and a stifled scream coming from a
nearby tent. Startled, Christopher reached for his pants and grabbed a
flashlight.
     "It's okay," Noah said. "That's just Jeremiah and his dad. They're in
the tent next to us. It's a game they play at night."
     "A game they play?"
     "Yeah, him, his dad and his two brothers."
     "Have you ever played?" Christopher asked.
     "No, Jeremiah just told me about it once. He said if I ever spent the
night I could play too. I never have got to stay the night."
     "I see. Well, Noah, goodnight," Christopher said, as he climbed into
the sleeping bag. He was just about to blow out the lamp, when Noah asked
him to read him a story.
     "I'm sorry. I didn't bring anything with me. I guess it didn't cross my
mind," Christopher said.
     "That's okay," Noah said, disappointed. "But, I've never camped out in
the woods before. Could you keep the lamp on til I fall asleep?"
     "Okay," Christopher said. Hearing the disappointment in the little
boy's voice, however, compelled him to tell a story he had heard when he was
a little boy. He did the best he could with retelling the story from memory.
Noah started sucking his thumb as he listened to the story. It was a
perfectly natural act for a 5-year-old when he gets tired, but it was an act
Christopher found oddly erotic.
     When he was finished telling the story, he could hear fairly steady
breathing from Noah's cot and realized he had fallen asleep.
     Christopher turned off the lantern, and realizing he needed to relieve
his hard on, he quietly jacked off. Oddly, though, he found himself thinking
about Noah rather than Janice, as he started pumping so hard he felt the cot
would break apart before he finally shot his load on his stomach. He reached
into his bag and took out a towel. After wiping himself off, he quietly
crawled under his sleeping bag and fell asleep.
     He started to dream about his wedding. He was standing at the front of
the church facing down the aisle toward the back of the church as the
wedding march sounded. A little girl came in who looked very much like
Janice. She was spreading flowers along the aisle. Christopher figured she
was the flower girl. She was followed by a little boy who looked a lot like
Noah's friend Jeremiah. Then, from the back of the church came not Janice,
but Noah, wearing just a pair of blue swim trunks and carrying the bridal
bouquet. He walked down the aisle with a huge smile on his face. Christopher
looked closely and realized he was wearing a small diamond ring on his
finger. Just as the preacher started to speak, Christopher was suddenly
awoken by another loud gasp from the tent next to them. Christopher wondered
what type of game Jeremiah and his father were playing, as he once more
drifted off to sleep.

     The next morning, everyone woke up and had breakfast in the mess hall
before starting a variety of activities, from basketball to swimming. Noah
emerged from the bathroom with a pair of blue swim trunks that looked
exactly like the ones he had worn in Christopher's dream. Christopher took a
deep breath and looked the boy over, from his smooth chest all the way to
his smooth legs. He lingered briefly on Noah's swim trunks, knowing what was
inside from his one brief glimpse the day he had given him a bath. He
noticed just a slight bulge in the trunks. He smiled as he went into the
bathroom to change into his own trunks. They swam for about an hour.
Christopher climbed out of the pool and spread his towel on the grass. He
laid down and watched Noah swimming for a few minutes.

A few minutes later, Noah came over and lay down next to him, leaning
against his legs. Christopher shifted just slightly, so his erection
wouldn't be obvious to the little boy, although wearing only swim trunks
made it a difficult thing to hide.
     Noah reached over and ran his hand through the hair on Christopher's
leg, moving it slowly along the thigh. Christopher reached down and put his
hand on Noah's leg. They both smiled as they watched everyone swimming.
About half an hour later, they got up to change out of their swimming suits,
because it was nearly time for lunch. During lunch, Noah and Jeremiah sat
next to each other so they could talk. Christopher and Jeremiah's dad,
Stephen, ended up sitting together. They talked awkwardly for awhile as they
ate, not sure what to say to each other. Christopher was too afraid about
asking about the game they played at night to say too much, so they mainly
made small talk.
     After lunch, everyone went to a variety of activities for the
afternoon. Noah wanted to go swimming again, but Christopher wanted to go
horseback riding. They finally went and rode horses after Christopher
promised Noah they would swim for a few minutes before dinner. Besides, he
relished the idea of seeing the little boy half naked.
     Dinner consisted of hamburgers cooked over a grill, followed by a
campfire and a few skits put on by the boys to entertain the fathers. Then,
it was off to the tents for another night.
     After they had gotten settled into their tent, they again heard the
grunt and the stifled scream from Jeremiah's tent. Christopher leaned over
and kissed Noah, who again stuck his tongue out. They locked tongues for a
few minutes before Christopher stuck his tongue completely inside Noah's
mouth. He pulled away, told another story and waited for Noah to fall asleep
so he could jack off.
     After another grunt and stifled scream from Jeremiah's tent,
Christopher finally drifted off to sleep and dreamed again about his
wedding. This time, he was wearing a pair of khaki pants and no shirt. The
star of the show was Noah in his swim trunks. The preacher went through the
regular ceremony and no one seemed surprised that Christopher was marrying
Noah. Following the ceremony they went to the reception. On top of the
wedding cake was a man standing next to a boy. He woke up in a cold sweat
and realized someone was standing over him. It was Noah.
     "I wet my sleeping bag," he said.
     "That's not good," Christopher said. "I only have the two. We'll hang
yours outside to dry in the morning. I guess you can sleep in mine. I'll be
okay. I brought a couple of extra quilts. I'll just sleep under one of
those."
     "No, that's okay. It was my fault. I'll sleep under the quilts," Noah
said.
     "Don't be silly."
     Christopher climbed out of the sleeping bag and unzipped it. He handed
it to Noah, reached into his bag and took out two quilts and laid them on
the cot. He carried the sleeping bag over to Noah's cot and zipped it back
up.
     "Hmm," Christopher said. He took the sleeping bag, opened it up all the
way and laid it on the floor of the tent. Then, taking the pillows from the
cots and the quilts from his cot, he spread them on top of the sleeping bag.
"We'll just sleep here."
     Noah changed his clothes and climbed under the quilts as Christopher
took the wet sleeping bag outside. He then climbed under the quilts as Noah
snuggled against him. Kissing Noah on the back of his neck, he shifted and
waited for Noah to fall asleep. He had a raging hard on.
     The next morning, after breakfast, everyone went for a swim before
getting ready to leave camp. It took about two hours for Christopher to get
everything loaded into the car.
     "I had fun Noah."
     "Me too. I hope we can do this again."
     "We will. Next weekend."
     "Neat," Noah said. "Mom doesn't like camping, so I'm glad we got to do
this."
     "Yes, it was fun. I'm glad too."
     "I'm glad I didn't sleep in Jeremiah's tent last night," Noah said. "He
would have laughed at me for wetting the bed."
     "I didn't know he had asked you."
     "Yeah, he said he wanted to share the game with me."
     "What kind of game is it?"
     "I don't know. He said it's a family secret they share with some
friends, but not many. It has to do with bodies and things like that."
     "Oh. Well, I'm glad you didn't sleep there too. Last night was really
special for me."
     "Yeah, me too," Noah said. "I liked snuggling against you."
     Christopher smiled as they pulled into Noah's driveway.
     "Did you have a nice time?" Janice asked.
     "It was great. I love spending time with Noah. In fact, we are going
camping again next weekend."
     "That's great. He told me last week that he loves you and wants to
spend time with you. I'm glad you two are finally hitting it off."
     "Me too," Christopher said, smiling.

     To both Christopher and Noah it seemed like the weekend couldn't come
fast enough. But, to their delight, it finally did. They had the car loaded
by 6 p.m. on Friday and headed for a state park a couple of hours away. They
arrived just as it was getting dark and quickly set the tent up. Then,
Christopher built a campfire and the two of them snuggled up next to the
fire for about an hour. It occurred to Christopher that he would rather
spend time with Noah than with Janice and realized that maybe he was a boy
lover, which was fine with him. He decided he could get used to being in
love with a boy like Noah.
     As the fire slowly became embers, Noah got up and headed toward the
tent. He undressed down to his underwear and climbed into his sleeping bag.
Christopher doused the fire and went into the tent. He stripped down to his
boxers and started to climb into his sleeping bag.
     "Christopher?" Noah asked. Christopher was startled, thinking Noah had
already fallen asleep.
     "Yeah?"
     "Could we sleep in the same sleeping bag like we did last time?"
     "I don't see why not."
     Christopher unzipped the bag and moved over enough to allow Noah room
to crawl in next to him. Noah climbed in and snuggled in as Christopher
zipped the sleeping bag up.
     "Let me know if you need more room and I'll unzip it," Christopher
said.
     "Okay," Noah said.
     Christopher leaned over to kiss Noah on the cheek and Noah turned
around so their mouths met. Noah stuck his tongue into Christopher's mouth
and started exploring the inside of his mouth. He rubbed his tongue along
Christopher's teeth. Christopher placed his hand on Noah's chest and ran his
finger around his right nipple. He felt Noah tense as he let out a sigh.
They continued the kiss as Christopher moved his hand to Noah's left nipple
and started slowly tracing a line down toward Noah's stomach.
     Suddenly he felt Noah's soft hand touch the hair on his chest and
realized he was repeating the same action. Christopher tensed as he felt
Noah's soft hand move slowly around his chest and down toward his stomach.
They continued kissing as, all the while, Christopher wondered if he was
going too far. "He obviously wants this, because he's doing the same thing.
I'm not forcing him, it's entirely consensual," he reasoned, as he moved his
hand toward Noah's navel. He reached down and placed his hand against the
waistband of Noah's underwear, just as Noah's smooth hand reached the top of
his boxers.
     Christopher stopped kissing and pulled his hand away, afraid to go any
farther, fighting the urges that were straining inside him. That didn't stop
Noah, however, who moved his hand inside the waistband of Christopher's
boxers. Christopher felt Noah's fingers brush the top of his engorged penis
and gasped.
     "Wow," Noah said, as he grasped the entire organ in his hand. "It's so
big."
     Christopher reached down and pulled his boxers off, releasing the
organ from its prison. Noah ran his index finger along the entire length of
Christopher's 6-1/2 inches as Christopher started to squirm, relishing the
soft touch of the boy's fingers. Noah stopped when his finger reached
Christopher's sack, which he then cupped in his hand.
     "Yours will be big one day," Christopher said, as he reached inside
Noah's underwear and grasped the entire organ and small sack in his hand.
"Although it's a nice size now." Christopher felt a slight rise as the 3
inch organ grew slightly longer at the touch. Noah reached down and removed
his underwear.
     Christopher leaned over and started kissing Noah again, this time
enjoying the feel of the naked body against him. He moved down to Noah's
nipples, which he sucked slowly, taking each one in his mouth for a few
seconds as they firmed up. He then traced a line with his tongue from the
middle of Noah's chest all the way to his navel. Then, he slowly took Noah's
penis in his mouth, completely engulfing the organ. Then, he slowly started
sucking on it.
     He continued, increasing his pace, until he felt a slight rise just as
Noah let out a huge gasp as his boyish orgasm grabbed ahold. He released the
organ and kissed Noah again.
     "That was awesome," Noah said.
     "Yes, it was. That's the first time I've ever done that."
     "Can I try it?"
     "Sure," Christopher said.
     Noah leaned over and started sucking on each of Christopher's nipples,
enjoying the moaning sounds he received. Then, just as Christopher had done,
he slowly moved down Christopher's chest and stomach with his tongue. Noah
would occasionally back off to remove a stray hair from his tongue, but he
kept at his task. Noah was tracing the line of hair that ran from the middle
of Christopher's chest to his navel and beyond. Noah kept at it until he
felt the head of Christopher's penis against his cheek.
     Noah placed his tongue against the head and licked, slowly, driving
Christopher crazy. Noah slowly started moving his mouth onto the organ,
trying to get as much as he could into his small mouth. Christopher wasn't
sure how much of it he could get into his mouth, but he did everything he
could to encourage Noah.
     After he had gotten about 4 inches in, Noah started sucking it like an
ice cream, repeating what Christopher had done. Noah kept trying to get all
6-1/2 inches in his mouth, but decided 4 was all he could
manage. Christopher was surprised he managed to get that much in, although
he was too busy moaning to say anything. After about 10 minutes,
Christopher realized Noah was about to get a surprise and decided he better
try to warn him.
     "Uh, Noah," he said, in between gasps. "You might want to pull your
mouth away unless you want an unexpected surprise."
     Noah started to pull away just as Christopher realized it was too late
and exploded in Noah's mouth. He could feel Noah sucking on him as he
continued spurting. When he was done, Noah pulled away and licked his lips.
Christopher wasn't sure what to say, so he lay there panting.
     "That was way cool," Noah said. "And it tasted good."
     "Odd," Christopher said. "I wouldn't have thought that had any type of
taste."
     "I liked it," Noah said, as he yawned and leaned against Christopher.
Within minutes he was asleep. Christopher kissed Noah on the top of his
head, whispered "Thanks for letting me share that with you," and slowly
drifted off to sleep.

     The next morning, Christopher woke up with Noah still leaning against
him. He looked down at the naked boy, seeing him naked for the first time
since that first view of him in the bathtub so many weeks previously, and
smiled. For him it was an incredible feeling knowing what had happened the
night before and realizing how much his love for the boy had grown since
they first met. He took in every detail of the little boy as the sun shone
gently in his golden hair. He was looking forward to that night.

     They spent the day swimming, fishing, watching people having fun in the
park and just relaxing in the sun. They stopped long enough for lunch and
dinner and toasted marshmallows by the campfire that night. As the fire died
to embers, Noah went into the tent, stripped to his underwear and climbed
into the sleeping bag to wait for Christopher. Christopher doused the fire
and nervously went into the tent and undressed. As excited as he was for a
repeat of the previous night's activities, he didn't want to do anything
that would frighten or hurt Noah. He was anxious to show him how much he
loved him, though.

     Christopher climbed into the sleeping bag next to Noah and reached over
to stroke his smooth chest. Noah responded as he did the night before and
they started kissing. Once again, the hands started exploring every inch of
the other one's body. Christopher removed Noah's underwear. As they
continued kissing, Christopher reached his hand over and squeezed Noah's
left buttock. Then, he ran his index finger along the smooth crack that
separated the two buttocks, stopping as he approached Noah's virgin hole,
unsure whether or not he should continue. Hesitating only a few seconds, he
decided to give it a try. He pulled out of the kiss for a few seconds and
put his index finger in his mouth, getting it nice and wet.
     Moving back into the kiss, he reached over and placed his now moist
finger against Noah's hole and gave a slight push. Noah grunted as he tensed
up. Christopher pulled away slightly and waited a few more seconds. Then, he
tried again. This time, he pushed gently until his finger was up to the
first knuckle. He gave another push and reached the second knuckle, then the
third. Noah grunted slightly, but seemed to be relaxing. Christopher pulled
his finger out and reached into his bag for a small jar of Vaseline that was
in the first aid kit. He pulled away briefly to remove the lid and then
started kissing Noah again. Noah kept giggling as Christopher's stubble
rubbed against his lip.
     With the lid off the Vaseline, Christopher put his index finger and his
middle finger in the jar. Once again he placed his index finger against
Noah's hole and rubbed some of the Vaseline around the opening. He then
worked his index finger in again. Just then, he felt Noah reach over and put
his small finger against his hole and figured Noah was learning by example
and was trying to do the same thing. After a few seconds of moving his
finger around inside Noah, he pulled his index finger out and, crossing his
index and middle fingers, once more dipped his hand in the Vaseline jar and
started to push both fingers inside Noah. Noah grunted and tensed as
Christopher reached the first knuckle and began approaching the second
knuckle. After a couple of minutes, he had managed to get both fingers all
the way to the hand.
     Pulling away, he said, "Noah, I really love you."
     "I love you too."
     "I have an idea, Noah darling. Turn on your other side and face away
from me. I want to show you how much I love you."
     Noah turned over so his back was to Christopher. Christopher tunneled
his left arm under Noah and reached around so he could fondle Noah's
boyhood. Noah seemed to enjoy that, so Christopher kept at it as he reached
into the jar of Vaseline with his right hand and got a glob about the size
of a dime. He rubbed the Vaseline around Noah's hole and then liberally
greased his dick.
     Then, slowly moving forward, he pushed against Noah's well-greased hold
and felt himself start to enter Noah's body as he leaned over and kissed him
on his neck. He got in about a millimeter when he saw a grimace on Noah's
face just as he started to whimper.
     "Are you okay?"
     "It hurts a little," Noah said. "I wasn't expecting it."
     "I'll stop," Christopher said. "I don't want to hurt you."
     "Is this how men show love?"
     "Yes," Christopher said. "As a matter of fact, it is."
     "Then I don't want you to stop."
     Christopher continued pushing in slowly, mainly out of fear of hurting
Noah, but also because he wanted to enjoy his first time experience as much
as possible. After what seemed like an eternity, Christopher had managed to
get about half an inch in when he felt Noah relaxing. He pushed a little
harder and was in nearly two inches when he saw tears streaming down Noah's
cheek.
     "Do you want me to stop? Does it hurt?"
     "It hurts, but I'm okay. I'm crying because being loved feels so nice."
     Christopher kept pushing, straining as hard as possible to keep
himself from coming, wanting to make the pleasure last as long as possible.
Christopher could not imagine the incredible feeling of being inside Noah.
After he was in about five inches, he decided he needed to stop, because he
didn't think Noah could take all six inches. He also seemed to reach some
type of barrier. He started moving in and out, when suddenly he gave a push
and felt himself slam against Noah's butt. He gasped in amazement,
realizing that he now had all 6-1/2 inches buried inside Noah. He started
stroking Noah's penis as he started humping against him. Noah started
moaning in ecstasy, wondering if that was the thing his friend's father did
to him.
     Ten minutes later, Christopher felt the cum spurting out of him and
filling Noah's warm body. He kissed Noah on the cheek as he started to
soften. "I love you," he whispered.
     "I love you too," Noah said. "Can I show you how much?"
     "Okay," Christopher said, as he rolled onto his stomach. Noah climbed
between his legs and stuck all three inches inside Christopher's butt with
ease. He pushed in and out until he was overcome with his dry orgasm. He
then climbed down, kissed Christopher on the lips and snuggled in next to
him for the night.

     The next morning, as they were breaking camp to head home, Noah said,
"I had fun. Can we do this more?"
     "I promise. I had fun too."
     "After you marry my mom we can do this all the time."
     "I'm not sure I'm going to marry your mom."
     "What do you mean?"
     "It's hard to marry someone when you're in love with someone else."
     "But, if you don't marry her, we can't be together."
     "I know," Christopher said. "I don't think she would let us get
married." He winked at Noah and they laughed. "Don't worry. We'll figure
something out. The love we shared this weekend is very special to me and I
won't let that end. I promise. But it also has to be our secret until you're
older."
     "Okay," Noah said.
     Noah hugged Christopher and they went back into the tent to make love
again before heading home.