Date: Wed, 19 Jul 2006 00:58:26 -0700
From: Jason Newbell <jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: Cole: Chapter Six

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between a boy of eighteen
years and a boy of twelve years. If you do not wish to view, are not of
proper age, or it is illegal in you area of jurisdiction, please leave
now. If not enjoy!

Here is the sixth chapter of Cole. Thanks again to all those who wrote, I
love to hear from you. This chapter took a lot of my energy not just
writing it, but trying to describe the what happens in the best way
possible. So hopefully you'll see that hard work pay off as Cole and Jason
get even closer.

I should mention that this is an original work by myself and you CANNOT
copy or use any part of this story without my permission.

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Feedback is what keeps me going! Enjoy!


Chapter Six
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I ended up just staying in my dorm to think things through. Max had a test
in some class tomorrow, so he was just studying at his desk and being
quiet. I sat at my desk and fiddled with my computer, but really I was just
thinking. Thinking about Cole, thinking about what the next step was going
to be.

Cole was very attractive. I had the hots for him, and he seemed to have the
hots for me. There was definitely an undeniable sexual attraction between
the two of us. The problem was that he was twelve and I was eighteen. That
didn't fly and that's what I had been worried about this whole time. It was
getting to the point where I didn't care anymore. I wanted a relationship
with Cole, just as long as other people didn't find out. I had always
wanted a relationship... I guess now I was just willing to let it happen.

First, however, I needed to figure out why he was so horny and sexual. He
was at that age, but his knowledge was far more advanced than most. I mean,
he gave me a mind numbing blowjob, not just any kid can do that! I was
worried that he was abused sexually or something and then doing anything
with him would just make that situation worse. He had mentioned a friend of
his, Chase, and I began to wonder if he had anything to do with it. He
seemed so bummed to leave his friend, maybe he was his sex buddy and now
Cole was looking for a new one. Whatever it was, I had to found out before
I proceeded.

Even then, I had to take things slow. I don't know if Cole knew about anal
sex, but I didn't want him to feel obligated to do that with me. I mean
sure, I wanted to, but he was only twelve and it would probably hurt
him. Doing it with a friend your own age is different; doing it with a
fully matured guy is different. I guess I was just worried he would say it
was okay, I would be horny and go along with it, end up hurting him, and
breaking the amazing trust we had between each other.

Finally, after an hour or so of pondering, I was happy with my plan. Ask
Cole how he knew so much, and then if appropriate, proceed slowly. When I
finally looked over to see how Max was doing, he was fast asleep, his head
resting on the textbook. I whipped out my digital camera and took a few
pictures; this would be great material for Facebook. The guys would get a
hoot out of this tomorrow at lunch.

Exhausted, I slipped into my own bed and fell asleep, dreaming of my
beautiful angel Cole.

***********

I woke up the next morning to find that Max had left early to go to some
group study thing. That was perfect because I woke up with a huge boner and
the need to relieve myself. I knocked one out in about five minutes, my
thoughts on Cole the whole time. Today would be a big day for both of us. I
was eager to talk to him and make sure things were the way he wanted
them. Once that was settled, who knows what could happen.

As usual, the day seemed to drag on forever. I won't bore you with the
details; it was just your typical college day. Go to class, go to another
class, meet up for lunch, go to class again, and then you're done. Every
day was like a routine, much like in high school. Nearly every day though I
got to see Cole, and that made everything worthwhile in my eyes.

Speaking of that, I had a feeling I'd be going over to Cole's house every
day from now on except the weekends. The six hour minimum limit per week
was completely out the window. I don't even know if I'd stay with the
Bobcat Buddies program. The perks like free movies were nice, but you had
to tell them what you did and how your buddy was responding to the time you
shared together. Bullshit like that. If Cole and I just stayed at his house
every day and had hot wild sex, I didn't want to have to explain that. What
were we doing? Oh, playing video games. Why doesn't he want to go places?
Does he have a fear of the outdoors? You should work on this... blah, blah,
blah.

Then again, I was jumping ahead of myself. Still had to have that little
chat with Cole. It could be really encouraging or really a downer, but I
had to know why he was this way. Once that was out of the way, things would
be a lot easier.

Finally the day was over and it was time to trek down that very familiar
path to Cole's house. By this time of the day I was flying, so happy that
school was over and I was going to see Cole. I was so happy that he lived
close; it would really suck if he lived all the way across town and I had
to bike there or something. This way my little Cole was only a mere ten
minutes away, a few less if I hauled it.

Reaching Cole's street, I spotted the cutie sitting in his lawn waiting for
me. He was shirtless and shoeless, his only article of clothing some tan
cargo shorts. Damn he was hot and he definitely knew it.

Cole spotted me and his face lit up. He ran towards me and gave me a big
hug in the middle of the street. I embraced him, no longer really worried
if the neighbors saw. There was nothing wrong with this, and I'm sure his
mom would be cool with me hugging Cole. That's what good friends do.

"Hey buddy, we better get out of the street," I said, leading him back to
his house.

"What's up Jason?" Cole asked as we entered the house. I admired his slick,
tanned body and soft little nipples. God, how I wanted him.

"Nothing much, just eager to get out of school for the week," I said.

"Me too," Cole grinned. "What are we going to do today?"

"I don't know," I said. "But we have to talk first."

"About what?" Cole said, his smile disappearing.

"About yesterday, about you," I said.

"Look Jason, I know you're like freaking out about that but I'm not going
to tell anyone!"

"It's not that," I said. "Here, sit down."

We sat down on the couch that had provided so many good feelings yesterday.

"What is it Jason?" Cole asked, his eyes looking concerned and locking in
my own. He really cared that something was troubling me, and it turned me
on even more. Especially with that messy blonde hair and his hot little
body.

"I want to know why you're so... sexual," I said, trying to word things
correctly. "Because like, most kids your age don't know or do so much. And
I'm worried that you had... something happen to you that you didn't want to
have happen, but now like... you have to relieve that urge now..."

"Oh Jason," Cole giggled, his face breaking into a smile. He gave me a
giant hug, his soft body radiating warmth into my own. My hands caressed
his soft back, rubbing his smooth, soft skin.

"That a yes or a no?" I asked, the two of us still embracing.

"No, big fat no," Cole said, grinning at me as we pulled apart.

"What then?" I asked. "I don't mean to pry, but I just don't know if I can
go through with this without some sort of reassurance."

"I understand," Cole said. "Must be a lot weirder for someone
older. Look... remember how I was bummed about my friend Chase? And how we
did a lot of stuff together?"

"Yeah."

"Well, he was just more than my best friend. He was my boyfriend. And we
did a lot of shit together. Jerking each other off, blowjobs, and towards
the end... a lot of sex."

"What kind of sex?" I asked, knowing very well what he meant.

"The kind two guys can have silly," Cole grinned.

"How long were you two boyfriends?"

"Well, I met him in my fourth grade class. We slowly became friends. And
then that summer we got together a lot and he took me camping with his
family. There was this creek and we skinny dipped together and then we just
realized we liked seeing each other naked. So we got naked in the tent and
felt each other and stuff, nothing more."

"Then how'd you get so advanced?"

"Well shortly after the tent thing, Chase walked in on his brother jacking
off..."

"How old was his brother?"

"I think like sixteen at the time. Anyways his brother was pissed and Chase
promised not to tell as long as he showed him what he was doing. So his
brother taught him and told him about blowjobs too. So he tries it and gets
a major orgasm that blows his mind. So the next day, I'm naked with him
doing it. And after that first orgasm it was like... wow. So we kept
finding new ways to pop off. Eventually we jacked each other off, and then
starting sucking each other."

"That's hot."

"Yeah," Cole grinned. "It gets better."

"Do tell," I laughed.

"Okay, so by this time we're in fifth grade. And we started looking online
for different ways to get off. And this one site mentioned sticking your
finger up your butt as you cum and it makes it feel extra good. So, pretty
soon we were sucking the other off and sticking our fingers up each others
butts at the same time. It felt really good. After a while you'd work two
or three fingers in and he'd just groan and press your head harder towards
his crotch."

"Wow, that's really hot," I said, a huge boner in my pants.

"Yeah, by now we were so comfortable with each other. Chase's body was
mine, and my body was his. We'd try anything. We got a little wild and
sloppy so this one night Chase's brother, Erik, walks in on us."

"Oh shit," I said.

"Yeah," Cole grinned. "So he's like, `you gays shits, why the fuck are you
sucking him off and fingering him?'. So Chase was all like `we're just
trying out the blowjob thing you taught me.' And I guess Erik sort of
realizes if he told his parents he'd be screwed for telling his little
brother. And Chase also says like `and besides, we're not gay, we're ten
years old, just two horny friends helping each other out.' Later he told me
that was bullshit and that he wanted to be my boyfriend... and I of course
agreed. We had over first kiss, it was hot."

"Wow," I said, blown away with Cole's story. "What happened with the
brother?"

"Oh right," Cole said, getting serious again. "Anyways so his brother is
like well, if you're going to do that, you might as well fuck. We didn't
know what that was, so he told us about it. But then he's like, `if you do
that, then you're totally each other's boyfriend and I can tell mom.' And
so me and Chase were like `ewwww why would we do that?' So basically his
brother couldn't tell on us because he told us how to do all these
things. Chase and I were just innocent little kids. Anyways, we actually
thought the fucking thing was pretty hot and just acted like it wasn't to
get his brother to shut up."

"So you fucked?" I asked.

"Yeah," Cole grinned. "Chase and I started fucking and it was really
awesome. We'd have these sleepovers where we'd make out and tease each
other all night and then finally fuck. It was awesome."

"Awesome," I said. "How big of dick did Chase have?"

"About like me," Cole recalled. "Like... four inches I think right before I
left."

"Oh wow," I responded. Cole hadn't even begun to try a dick the size of
mine, so I wasn't going to push that aspect of our relationship at
all. Maybe after some practice, but not right away, it would be far too
painful.

"Yeah," Cole grinned. "So basically me and Chase were perpetually having
sex every day after school. He only lived a few blocks away so sometimes at
night we'd sneak over to the other's house to do it one more time."

"Wow," I said, still stunned at the story.

"Anyways, this continued through sixth grade. He got his first pube and we
celebrated that. I still didn't have any yet. Around spring break my dad
died and my mom decided to move from our old house because it was too big
and we couldn't afford it. So I moved away from Chase and finished up the
last month or so here."

"That sucks," I said, giving him a giant hug. Now I knew why he missed
Chase so much and was so eager to find someone else.

"Yeah. He's like a five hour drive away. I saw him three times this summer
but that's it. Haven't seen him since August. I mean, we still call each
other and stuff but it's not the same. He's starting to like girls too so I
don't think he's as into it now and he's afraid of being gay or
whatever. We hooked up early enough where that wasn't even in our minds,
you know?"

"So true," I said, recalling the days when I'd get naked with friends all
the time and not be worried about such things.

"So anyways, I don't think I'll see him until winter break. We agreed it
was okay to move on and start dating other people. He said even though he
likes girls now he still likes me and would do it with me when I saw him. I
mean, I liked him a lot, but I don't think I really loved him the way I do
with you."

"That's sweet. I love you too," I said, wrapping Cole up in a hug. This was
beyond my wildest dreams.

 "So anyways," Cole continued as we pulled apart, "I told him about you and
he was really excited for me."

"Cool," I said, still shocked. Cole was way more experienced than ninety
percent of the college students. I looked over at Cole, his green eyes
pleading with me for acceptance. This boy wanted me... my dream was coming
true and I couldn't believe it.

"Will you be my boyfriend Jason?" Cole asked, looking me briefly in the
eyes before lunging towards me for another hug.

"Of course," I said, still unsure whether or not I should be a boyfriend to
a twelve year old. He seemed to want it though, and knowing his past now, I
felt a lot more comfortable with it.

As we pulled away, I noticed Cole's face was red and tears were streaming
down his cheeks.

"What's wrong?" I asked, wrapping him back up in a hug.

"I'm just so happy and relieved," he sobbed. "I thought you'd think I was a
freak or something. But now that I know that I love you and you love me
back and everything... I'm just so happy."

"Me too Cole, me too."

We continued to hug for quite some time. Cole's sobbing eventually faded
and I could feel a distinct boner forming in his pants. I knew something
was going to happen today, but didn't know quite what to expect.

Finally we pulled apart and I looked Cole in the eyes, still slightly red
from crying.

"Well, I was supposed to take you to another movie today," I said, "but I
don't see that happening. What do you want to do?"

"Let's just put a DVD in and watch that," Cole suggested, getting up to
rifle through his DVD collection.

"Sounds good, what do you have?" I asked.

"Happy Gilmore?"

"Yeah, that sounds good," I said, not having seen it in quite some time.

Cole popped the movie in and turned towards me.

"Wanna snuggle on the couch?" he asked.

"Sure," I said, grabbing a blanket from the adjacent chair and laying down
on my side. There was enough room on the couch for Cole to nestle next to
me. I patted the area as a signal for Cole to come and lay down.

He grinned and started to unbutton his cargo shorts, the only piece of
clothing on him. They fell to the ground to reveal his boner, standing
proud once again. His cut little dick drove me crazy, and I found my eyes
glued to it once again.

"No boxers?" I laughed, admiring his package jingle as we walked towards
me.

"Nope," Cole said devilishly. "Not even at school... all day."

"You are one crazy, sexy boy," I laughed, watching him beam with pride
before he snuggled next to me.

"You should take your clothes off," Cole said, flipping around so that his
face was a mere inches from mine.

"I'll take my pants off," I said, unbuttoning and struggling to pull down
my pants from underneath the blanket. Cole helped out, eventually getting
them off my ankles and onto the floor. Now I just had a shirt and my
boxers. I dare not strip anymore, he was already naked and we had a movie
to watch.

Cole seemed satisfied with my level of clothing, giving me a peck on the
lips before flipping around and turning his focus to the movie. It began,
and the opening credits sent Cole into fits of giggles, his soft, young
body vibrating against my own. My mind was going wild, I couldn't see
anything but his fact, yet I knew he was naked and pressed up against
me. His little bubble butt was pressed against my hard cock, each giggle
sending ripples of pleasure down my spine.

We continued to watch the movie, my hands still keeping to themselves but
finding it more and more difficult to stay that way. Cole was stroking my
leg with his right hand while he ground his hips lightly against the
couch. While he seemed to be enjoying the movie, I could tell he was horny
and needed to relieve some tension. Finally I worked up the courage to
start rubbing him with my hands, starting with his thighs and moving to his
belly. I skipped the crotch for now, that would be the last stop on the
tour of his body. Everything was so soft and smooth; his whole body felt
like it was made of silk. He was warm and radiated heat into the blanket,
the two of us wrapped together in a cocoon. My hands wandered around his
chest, touching his already hardened nipples.  I worked my way to his
armpits, rubbing them gently and feeling their soft, moist texture. No hair
yet and I knew it would be a while, as mine didn't even come in until I was
sixteen.

Cole had the body of a boy god and I was about to hit the grand prize. My
hands slowly slithered their way back down his chest and to his crotch. His
right hand was gently stroking his cock but left once my own hands entered
there. He was at my mercy once more, much like yesterday. I didn't plan to
jack him all the way off though, just lightly play with him until something
more happened. My plan was to give him a blowjob sometime this
afternoon. By now it felt appropriate and I just had to have a taste of his
cock and balls. The movie would get over right about when his mom was set
to return however, so this light play would have to escalate before then. I
wasn't worried though, as I had the distinct feeling neither of us would
even come close to seeing the whole movie.

My left hand was fondling his scrotum while my right hand was slowly
pumping up and down on his rock hard shaft. Every one in a while I'd tease
the area right underneath his pee-slit and under his head, that extra
sensitive area that would send any boy wild. He moaned lightly and started
to lose focus on the movie, shutting his eyes and grinding his butt into my
crotch as compensation for the pleasure he was receiving. My own dick was
fully erect and leaking a little bit of precum into my boxers, something
that only happened when I was especially horny or turned on.

I felt his balls, about the size of a testicle shaped green grape you might
find at the store. They had definitely grown some on the way to manhood,
enough to produce some cum, but were still a ways from the size of my
own. He seemed to love the feeling of my fingers lightly massaging them, so
I'd have to make sure to take a detour down there when I was blowing him
off.

"That feels so good Jason," Cole moaned, his hand now in my boxers and
lightly stroking my cock.

I figured now was as good of time as any, so I slowly flung the blanket off
of us and rolled Cole onto his back. I gently scooted him so his head
rested against the armrest and his cock lay at attention near the middle of
the couch. I scooted myself down and got in position to suck him off.

"This okay?" I asked, just wanting to make sure.

"Of course," Cole said, opening his eyes to smile at me. "What took you so
long?"

"Sorry," I grinned back.

I turned my attention back to his cock. It was hard and slanted at a
forty-five degree angle with his body. It bobbed up and down lightly,
Cole's heart pumping as much blood as possible into it. I took a deep
breath before finally coming down on his dick.

Cole jumped as my mouth surrounded his cock, a light moan also emanating
from his body. My tongue went wild, swirling and slurping up every bit of
Cole had to offer. He didn't taste like much, a little bit sweet perhaps
from the day at school in his cargo shorts. His crotch had a slight smell
to it, an erotic blend of soap from this morning's shower and the wear and
tear a day would take on such an area. My breaths were deep and I made sure
to inhale when I had taken all of Cole's cock into my mouth and my nose was
pressed against his light little hairs. The hairs tickling my nose, his
light yet seductive scent, and the fact his rock hard penis was in my mouth
was almost enough to send me over the edge. My mind was going wild, not
quite able to believe I was in such a position with the cutest twelve year
old in the whole entire world.

"Ohhh Jason," Cole moaned, his hands rubbing my hair and pressing my head
closer to his cock.

I continued to stroke up and down the length of his four inch erection with
my mouth, just barely able to get it all in before my gag reflex took
over. It was remarkably hard, my tongue twirling around the base of his
head as I sucked. He would obviously have a slightly more challenging time
with me, but I would let him know just playing with my head would be
enough. With how horny I was from just simply sucking him off, I was sure I
wouldn't last more than a minute or so.

Feeling Cole start to tense up, I let his cock out of my mouth and decided
to work on his balls. At first he made a little noise objecting at the
intermission, but once he figured out what I was doing he gave me a little
encouraging moan. I admired his cute little package, not too tight and not
too loose, lightly covered with fine blonde hairs, before slurping it all
up into my mouth. It was a mouthful, to do any serious pleasure I'd
probably have to let one testicle out. For now I just sucked lightly on
both of them and whirled my tongue around his sack, feeling the fine hairs
that dotted it.

Cole was moaning loudly and lifted his feet up and wrapped them around my
back, locking my head into his crotch. God he was a passionate lover, so
involved and grateful for what you were doing. His hands rubbing my head,
his smooth legs locked around my bare back... it made me want to pleasure
him that much more.

I let one ball out of my mouth, his right one, and began work on the
left. I rolled it around in my mouth, letting my tongue lightly massage
it. His scrotum was so smooth and silky, it was something my mouth or
tongue had never felt before but now was addicted. I pressed his testicle
to the roof of my mouth with my tongue and rolled it around gently, causing
Cole to moan in pleasure. He obviously like having his balls played with,
and I was more than eager to satisfy that desire.

Letting his left testicle out, I licked his sack a few times before taking
his right testicle into my mouth. It felt slightly smaller, which wasn't
surprising because my right testicle always seemed bit smaller as well. I
gave it the same treatment as I did the other, closing my eyes and just
enjoying the sensations of sucking Cole off. Just five days ago I was dying
to see the kid naked, and now I was waist deep (literally) in his naked
body.

He continued to moan and writhe in pleasure, his hands and legs constantly
moving on top of my body. My hair was a mess from Cole's hands constantly
running through, but it only encouraged me further.

Finally done with his testicles, I turned my attention back to his dick. It
was still harder than ever, bobbing up and down slightly, his head like a
cute little helmet. It was red and pulsating from the pleasure he was
receiving and just begged me to suck it more. I went back down on him, his
whole body shuttering as my tongue moved the length of his shaft. Cole
didn't seem like he moved any less towards orgasm with the ball detour, if
anything it put him closer to the edge. I could feel his cock expanding and
contracting in my mouth and I knew he was trying his damnedest to delay the
orgasm.

Sensing the end, I placed my hands underneath his thighs and gently guided
them towards his body, rubbing their soft underbelly as I continued to
stroke his cock with my mouth. I realized now his butthole was probably
exposed, and despite wanting to see it badly, I continued to concentrate on
giving him the most mind numbing orgasm he'd ever experienced. There was
plenty of time for body exploring later, right now I had to concentrate on
the ready to erupt boy volcano that was before me.

"I'm cummmmmmming," Cole moaned before all hell broke loose. His pelvis
slammed into my face multiple times, the light hairs on his crotch brushing
my nose time and time again as his body pumped up and down with his
orgasm. Two little globs of cum shot from his head and into my mouth, with
some more juices leaking out as the orgasm continued. I ran the liquid
around in my mouth before swallowing, a sweet reward for the effort I had
put in. From that moment on I was addicted; his cum was delicious and just
the fact Cole himself made it was an extreme turn on.

He continued to spasm in pleasure, his mouth open and moaning slightly as
the orgasm died down. His legs flopped against the couch and his arms fell
off of my head, his body too racked with pleasure to summon the energy to
keep them up. I just kept my mouth still and let Cole slowly pump away the
last few lightning bolts of pleasure from his cock. Finally he came to a
stop and I let his dick out of my mouth, it still semi-hard and flopping
against his stomach. It shined with my saliva, his head now a purplish-red
color and I'm sure very sensitive. Cole took a giant breath, his eyes still
clothed, his naked body sprawled out on the couch.

I just sat there admiring him, my beautiful boy angel, his face so peaceful
and relaxed. Finally he was able to open his eyes and sit up, a giant smile
breaking out on his face.

"Holy shit Jason that was awesome!" he exclaimed, his face bright with
enthusiasm. Looks like the orgasm hangover was a brief one and he was now
riding high on the awesome experience we just shared.

"Holy shit you're welcome," I smiled back. "Not bad for a first timer, eh?"

"Not bad for sure," he grinned. "Chase never got me that riled up. How much
did I shoot?"

"A couple of big shots," I said, slightly exaggerating. There were two
little squirts, but I knew putting it this way would make him feel even
better.

"Wow," he grinned. "That was so freaking awesome, thanks again."

"You're welcome," I said. "Any time hottie."

"Now I get to return the favor," Cole said, a sheepish grin on his face.

"Just do whatever you're comfortable with," I said, not wanting Cole to
feel obligated to swallow my entire cock or anything.

"Just sit back, stop worrying, and let the good times roll," Cole grinned,
pushing me back against the couch. God I loved this kid. I ended up in a
position very similar to Cole's, slightly more upright with my upper back
leaning against the armrest. I planned to watch for awhile, the sight of
Cole coming down on me would be a very hot one indeed.

Cole's hands gently worked my boxers down and I lifted my butt so that he
could slip them underneath it and down my legs. While he did that, I
decided to take my shirt off, finally getting fully naked in front of Cole
for the first time.

"You're hot," Cole grinned, slipping the boxers off my feet and tossing
them to the floor.

"Thanks," I said, happy that Cole found me hot as well.

"You've got a nice dick," he said, rolling it around in his hands. "How big
is it?"

"Last time I checked about six and half inches," I said. "Just about right
for my age I guess."

"It's hot," Cole said. "And you don't have much hair on you for your age."

"Nope, I'm not a very hairy guy thankfully," I replied. I did have some
pubes obviously, but they weren't wild and well contained on my crotch, not
leaking onto my legs or anything. No happy trail for me, and no chest hair
either. My armpit hair was really light, along with the hair on my
thighs. I was somewhat of a late bloomer, so I assumed some hair would fill
in during the next few years, but overall I was so happy to be hairless.

Cole took my head into his mouth, making my body jump into the air. It felt
even better than the day before, probably because I was outrageously horny
and hard from the work I had done on Cole. He was so cute, down at my
crotch, sucking lightly, his face so intent on bringing me pleasure. He was
on all fours, his head slowly bobbing up and down as he came down on me.

I closed my eyes and laid my head back against the armrest, moaning lightly
to let Cole know what a good job he was doing. I could feel myself already
start to tense up, and knew I had to delay the orgasm as long as
possible. Even Cole managed to last a good five minutes.

Noticing a slight pause in delivery, I opened my eyes to see that Cole had
fished a bottle of lotion from underneath the couch and was applying it
liberally to one of his fingers. My question of where he intended to put it
was answered when he reached around and slowly inserted it into his ass. He
gave me a sly smile before continuing to suck me, lightly moaning as he
finger fucked himself. I guess he was still horny after his monster orgasm.

Not being able to see Cole's ass, I eventually lost interest at the sight
and closed my eyes again. It got me to thinking... I had never seen Cole's
asshole. I had seen him naked gobs of times and his cute little bubble butt
a lot, but as for his most secret of places, it was still a mystery to
me. Whatever it looked like, I'm sure it was hot. I'm sure I'd eventually
get to explore down there, but I knew the only thing I should insert would
be my finger or my tongue. Anything bigger, most namely my dick, would most
likely hurt Cole, and that's the last thing I wanted to happen. He might
feel obligated to give me anal sex, as a show of love or whatever, but I
would explain to him it wasn't that way. I was just happy with things the
way they were.

Opening my eyes to take in the sight of my boy angel once more, I noticed
things looked just about the same. Cole spotted that my eyes were now open
and pulled his hand away from his ass. He extended his hand, the three
middle fingers bunched together and shining. Raising his eyebrows while
continuing to come down on me, he reached his hand back and started to fuck
himself again.

"Wow," I said, slightly breathless from the pleasure I was
receiving. "You're taking all those fingers?"

"Mhmmhpff," Cole mumbled, my cock restricting the formation of any real
words.

Still, his three little fingers were nowhere near the size of my cock. Cole
obviously liked the simulation, so I'd be sure to work that area of him the
next time around. I just hoped he didn't think I wanted to fuck
him. Technically I did, but I wouldn't allow myself. I'm sure that'd be
down the road sometime, but only after I knew he could handle it and the
time was right.

Cole continued to suck, his tongue whirling around and creating intense
pleasure. I was able to fight back the first wave of orgasm urges, and was
now in somewhat of a groove. I could tell I wouldn't last more than another
couple of minutes, but I was thrilled to extend it so long. After
yesterday's ten second debacle, I had to save face with Cole and not get
the reputation of a quick shooter.

I closed my eyes again and began to concentrate on prolonging the
orgasm. Cole had been such an expert at it, his dick hardening and
softening numerous times in my mouth before he finally gave in. He was
obviously much more experienced at sexual play than I was, a weird position
to be in for an eighteen year old.

Suddenly Cole' mouth left my cock and moved onto my balls. I glanced
quickly down at him, his mouth now filled with my testicles. I wanted to
watch a little more, but didn't have the will to sit up. I just enjoyed the
feelings, his rough little tongue running all along my sack and sending
jolts of pleasure up into my cock.

I felt Cole's hand begin to stroke my cock, smearing a lukewarm substance
along my shaft. I opened my eyes to see that Cole was covering my cock in
lotion, stroking it up and down as if jacking me off. What was he planning
on doing? Sucking my balls while jacking me off to orgasm? Letting me fuck
him? I would just simply refuse the last offer, because there was nothing
he could do about that. At this point, I just wanted to have an orgasm
provided by Cole.

Cole finally released my balls from his mouth and then got off all
fours. Still unsure of his intentions, I watched as he maneuvered his body
over mine and then got into a squatting position. He grabbed my cock and
lined it up with his asshole, his hanging balls obstructing my view of the
action. I could feel my cock press onto the soft tissues of his asshole so
I immediately grabbed Cole around the hips and stopped him from doing
anything further. Just simply refuse the offer? Hard to do if Cole was on
top!

"It's okay Cole, I don't want to do this," I said, rubbing my hands on his
hips, feeling the soft edges of his butt.

"But I want to Jason," he said, his eyes pleading with me.

"It'll hurt you Cole," I said, looking concerned. "Three fingers is nothing
compared to this."

"I know Jason," Cole said. "But I-"

"And your friend isn't like me either," I continued. "Sure him fucking you
felt great, but he probably wasn't half the width of me."

"Jason, listen," Cole said. "I can take it. I want it more than anything in
the world. I love you."

"You don't have to express your love this way," I said. "It's not fair."

"Look, I can handle it, I promise," Cole whined, giving me his puppy dog
face.

My mind was racing. I wanted to fuck him more than anything in the world,
but I didn't quite know whether to believe Cole or not. My hormones were
beginning to take over though and Cole seemed so eager to do it.

"Okay," I finally gave in. "But if it hurts at all, just stop and I'll be
perfectly fine. I love you no matter what, this has no effect on that."

"I know," Cole said.

I released my grip on his hips and felt him slowly start to lower himself
onto my cock once more. His right hand grabbed my cock and pointed it
towards his soft boyrose. I could feel my head make contact once more and
then the pressure start to mount as Cole continued to sit. I could feel
that his butthole was open and wider than usual, but it still provided
stiff resistance. I could feel the wrinkles of skin around it move as he
strained to allow my cock entry into his bowels. Finally it began to give
way and I could feel the tip of my cock start to slide into Cole's soft
inner tissues.

I moaned loudly as my cock continued to slide ever so slowly into Cole's
ass. Cole had his eyes closed and was biting his lower lip, looking rather
intense as my man sized cock entered his backside. Although he didn't look
to be in any pain, I'm sure it did hurt a little and feel pretty weird.

Finally the seal seemed to break as my head completed it's entry into his
backside. The rest of my cock slid neatly in, Cole's butt moving steadily
closer to my stomach until, tap, they touched. My pubic hairs were pressed
against his soft ass while I was in a world of pleasure.

The feeling of his warm, soft inner tissues was mind blowing. The feeling
on my head as it slowly dug deeper and parted the linings of his bowels was
the most intense pleasure I had ever felt. Now that I was fully inside of
him and at a standstill, I could feel my cock throbbing inside of him with
gratification. It was surrounded on all sides by the warm, wet, soft
tissues of Cole.

Slowly Cole sat back up, my cock now sliding in the opposite direction but
still feeling the intense pleasure of his bowl linings rubbing up against
it. I could feel my head slide past what felt like a lump, Cole gasping and
opening his mouth. At first I thought it hurt, but then I remembered that
it was his prostrate and it was probably a gasp of pleasure. He raised his
ass until my head was barely still inside of him and then slowly sat down
again. The feelings of pleasure were becoming too intense, I was going to
blow and I was going to blow soon. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the
feelings as Cole picked up the pace and began a steady rhythm of up and
down movements, squatting like a baseball catcher over my body.

It was too much. The texture of Cole's bowels and the up and down movement
of them against my cock was overwhelming. I began to orgasm violently into
Cole's anus, my hips flying off the couch and pounding Cole's ass again and
again. Cole screamed in pleasure, grabbing my shoulders and continuing to
pump up and down as fast as he could. Shot after shot of my cum was
rocketed deep into his bowels, at least a dozen in all. I imagined it was
the most I had ever shot and wondered what it felt like to Cole. Obviously
it felt good enough because Cole was moaning as loud as I as my movements
finally came to a halt. Cole came to rest sitting on my stomach, his green
eyes slowly fluttering open. I could see a little bit of perspiration on
his forehead and his cheeks were red.

"That was awesome," he said breathlessly, flashing me a huge smile.

I was too far under my orgasm aftershock to do anything but smile lazily in
his direction. My arms were flung back against armrest, my whole body in a
state of relaxation. Cole slowly sat up as my cock slid out of his ass,
still semi-erect and shining with his juices and my own cum. Cole smiled at
me before getting up off the couch and waddling away down the hall. I
imagined he wanted to clean up down there before it started to leak all
over myself and the couch.

I still couldn't believe what just happened. I had just fucked Cole,
something I set out today trying not to do. Even when he was lubing up my
cock, I had told myself I wasn't going to let it happen, but despite that
it did. However, Cole seemed to love it and it didn't look to hurt him. I
bet it did a little at first, but he took it like a pro and was moaning in
pleasure as loud as me. Whatever it was, Cole and I had just shared a
special moment in our relationship and I knew anything was possible.

Cole came back into the room wearing a pair of tightie whities, still
walking a little bit funny.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"More than," he grinned. "That was so great Jason."

"Yeah," I agreed. "Just as long as I didn't hurt you."

"Stop worrying about that," he grinned. "I loved it."

That made me feel a lot better. The guilt of hurting Cole would be too much
for me to bear.

"Tightie whities huh?" I asked, admiring Cole's body in them. He was so
adorable in them, his package well defined and semi-erect.

"Yeah they're from before I switched to boxers last year," Cole
explained. "I folded up some toilet paper and put it in the butt so when I
leak they don't get wet."

`A boy pad', I thought.

"Ah," I said. "Did I shoot a lot?"

"Gobs," Cole grinned. "I thought you were never going to stop. It feels
kinda good leaking down my butt though."

"Cool," I said. "How's your butt feel?"

"Pretty good," he said. "Feels a little funny but it doesn't hurt or
anything."

"That's good," I said. "I'll repay the favor next time."

"Sounds like a plan," he grinned. "I've always been one base ahead of you."

"Guess that's true," I said, rustling his hair. He was so damn adorable I
could barely take it.

I glanced at the clock, noticing that we had fifteen precious minutes to
spare before Cole's mom came home. Now that I think of it, we would have
some time to react if she did come home while we were doing something. She
always pulled the car into the garage, a noisy endeavor that would give us
a minute or so to pull ourselves together. I hoped to never have to
experience that though, and on the off chance she parked in the driveway
and walked through the front door, we'd be screwed.

"We better get dressed Cole, your mom is going to come home soon," I said.

"She's never early. Not once," he said. "But I'll put my shorts on."

Cole returned to the level of clothing he had on when I first came, a
single pair of cargo shorts. I guess he also did have on a modified pair of
tightie whities, but that was nothing the naked eye could see.

With Cole dressed, at least slightly, I slipped my clothes on. The level of
comfort being naked around him had gone from zero just three days ago to
extremely high now. The next afternoon we spent alone together I wouldn't
mind just snuggling naked with him all day, even if it didn't involve sex
of any kind. Just being in his presence and being able to hold and touch
him was enough. He filled me with a level of happiness that I had never
thought possible.

The two of us sat on the couch and flipped on the television. Cole turned
to the Disney Channel, which was playing an episode of "The Suite Life."

"I love this show," Cole grinned, turning the volume up.

"Me too," I admitted. I had watched it in secret before, at home late at
night or during the day when my parents weren't around. Now I better
understood my attraction to the show, I was gushing over the twin blonde
boys in the show, who were the same age as Cole. It was amazing the denial
I was in until I met Cole and he opened me up. I guess deep down I had
always known of my attraction to the younger members of my sex, but just
pushed it aside.

"They're so hot," Cole sighed, looking longingly at the screen.

"Which is your favorite?" I asked.

"Cody."

"Me too."

Cole turned towards me and grinned.

"Which Cole do you think is hotter?" he asked. "Me or the guy that plays
Cody?"

"You silly," I smiled back. "By a mile."

"Cool," he said, looking content and turning back towards the screen. I
reached over and put my arm around him, pulling him closer to my body. He
accepted the invitation and rested his head on my shoulder. I played with
his soft blonde hair with my off arm as we continued to watch the nearly
complete episode.

Just as the episode ended I could hear the garage door open and knew that
Cole's mom had arrived home. No more fun for today, but I'm sure there'd be
plenty more in our future.

Cole turned towards me and thanked me for such a good afternoon.

"It was my pleasure," I said with a wink.

He leaned in towards me and placed his lips on my own. I closed my eyes to
enjoy the feeling, his soft little lips pressed against my own. I could
feel his tongue start working its way into my mouth, my own returning the
favor. The spark between us was electric, this kiss so sensual that I
almost lost track of who or where I was. The sound of a door opening
snapped us out of our passionate embrace.

"Thanks," Cole smiled, scooting to the opposite side of the couch. I was
staring at the television in shock when his mom walked into the room and
greeted us.

"Hey guys," she said.

"Hello Ms. Mason," I said politely. It felt very odd to be talking to her
this time... if she only knew what I was doing with her precious son.

"Hello Jason," she said giving me a big smile. I could tell she liked me a
lot, which made me feel good yet guilty all at once.

"How was work mommy?" Cole asked, getting up and giving her a big hug.

"Stressful," she sighed. "Mom just got a huge account that's a mess and
doesn't have much time to fix it."

"Does this mean..."

"We're still going to the lake," she reassured him.

"Yay!" Cole exclaimed, hugging his mom once more.

"Which lake?" I asked, curious.

"Spirit Lake," she said.

"Oh," I replied. "I have no clue where that is."

"It's about an hour drive or so," she explained. "Still swimmable this time
of year. Cole and I like to drive there for the day and stay overnight. He
goes crazy in the water."

"I saw that at the pool the other day," I said, neglecting to mention the
other parts of Cole I gazed upon.

"So I hear," she smiled. "Cole is telling me all about you. He's really
taken a liking you Jason."

If she only knew how much he liked me.

"He's the little brother I never had," I smiled, sticking my hand on Cole's
head and messing his hair up. I just couldn't resist.

"So Cole said you were just going to hang out at the house today?" she
asked.

"Yeah," I said. "We just watched a movie and relaxed."

"Happy Gilmore," Cole piped in.

"He loves that one," his mom laughed.

"Well," I said, wanting to leave Cole alone with his mom, "I should get
going. Got to meet some people for dinner."

"Thanks again Jason," Ms. Mason said. "This means so much to Cole."

"It's no problem," I said. "He's an awesome kid."

She just beamed and I could tell she ate up everything good I had to say
about Cole. I could tell she was really proud of him and had an excellent
reason to be.

Cole gave me a hug before leading me to the door. His mom followed us and
thanked me once more before I stepped out of the house.

"You going to be here Monday?" Cole asked.

"Of course," I said. "How does mini-golf sound?"

"Fun," he grinned.

"It's a deal," I said, wanting to say `date' but deciding against it.

As I waved goodbye to the two of them, my mind started to replay all that
had happened that afternoon. Cole gushing his past to me, the longing he
felt after losing Chase, the love he felt for me. That fact that he didn't
have a problem with me, six years older, liking him, but actually liked me
back.

And then of course, the love we shared for each other on the couch. What
was supposed to be a simple exchange of blowjobs turned into something much
greater. It showed not only that Cole loved me, but trusted me with all his
heart. He wanted to do anything to make me happy and I felt the same way
about him.

This weekend was going to suck. Not because I didn't have anything to do,
Max had a whole list of activities, but because I had to spent it without
Cole. Without my little angel of a boyfriend, the cutest twelve year old to
grace the face of this Earth.

I'd be able to make it through it though because I knew Cole would be there
on Monday, waiting for me in the grass with a grin on his face.

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Be on the lookout for the seventh chapter, where the boys head to the
mini-golf course and get a surprise!

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