Date: Tue, 5 Nov 2013 23:33:25 +0000 From: Marcus DaCosta <marcusdacosta@hotmail.co.uk> Subject: Curtis Seduces: Chapter 1 This is the story of a teenage boy on his journey of self-discovery as he engages on sexual experiences with various adult males. If this is not your thing, or is illegal to read where u are, please click the exit button. Otherwise enjoy. I will appreciate your comments, instructions and participation as the journey progresses. Details at the bottom. All usual nifty pre-ambles and legal bits apply. CHAPTER 1: Van Driver It was a warm but overcast early autumn evening and I was walking up the A4 from near Bath where I had been to my friends 14th Birthday party, back to my home in Keynsham. I had stayed with my friend for a couple of days, helping him to organise the party. The party had been live, which is why I missed the last bus and found myself doing the two-hour walk back home. I should introduce myself. My name is Curtis, I turned 14 in the summer. I am 5 foot 7 inches tall, with very short black hair with a neat shape up. My mother is a white Irish alcoholic who has never done a days work in her life, but I love her still. My dad (who is absent 99 percent of the time) is a yardie from Kingston, Jamaica, the full deadlock, ital food type of yardie. So I am mixed race, light skinned with piercing brown eyes. I'm a sprinter, specialising in the 100m with a personal best of 11.65 at the moment. My physique therefore is 'sex on legs' with defined abs, a phat muscular bubble-butt and I am blessed with a ridiculously large dick, which I get from my dad lol, it is already about 8 inches when hard. Other than that I don't have anything in common with my parents who are both drifters and scroungers. I however, am aspirational, a hard worker, not a nerd mind u. I party hard sometimes, but I don't wanna make a fuck-up of my life. We only live once, so I wanna get it right, and seize every opportunity. I reckon I will run my own businesses after Uni, well that's my vague plan anyway. I am quite experienced sexually, I have fucked about 10 girls. Because my dick is so big, it is kind of a 'party trick' to get it out lol, and (especially when the booze is flowing) the girls (or in some cases, women) that at first ask if they can touch it, end up sucking it or riding it. I'm an open-minded person with a bit of a fantasy involving seducing straight older men with my charming looks and 8 inch boy-dick, but I am yet to actually have a gay encounter, other than wanking to the gay porn I have downloaded onto my phone. But and I am determined to get the party started. After about half an hour of walking, the heavens opened and some serious 'since-records began' type of rain soaked me to the bone-marrow. Suddenly the walk home became arduous and I was desperate to find shelter. My black vans and DSquared jeans were drenched and my white t-shirt clung to my body. I was nowhere near any houses and even the nearest petrol station was over two miles away, so I thought I'd try and hitch a lift. I had never hitch-hiked before, and I had heard a lot of stories about people who pick up hitch-hikers being mass murderers or paedophiles, but I guessed these were urban legends and hoped for a kind-hearted grannie or vicar to be passing by soon. A few cars raced past me, completely blanking my out-stretched thumb and in one case splashing me from head to toe with dirty water. I cursed the bastard that did that, hoping that divine retribution or karma would cause them to have a flat tyre or even better, crash and die! Ten minutes or so into my attempt to thumb a lift, a white van approached me, decelerating, indicating, and eventually pulling up at the side of the road. The door opened and I heard... "Do u want a lift mate?, I'm going to Bristol" "Thanks bro" I replied "Do you think you could drop me in Keynsham on your way through?". "Sure mate" the van driver said. "Hop in and dry off". I chucked my black Adidas ruck-sack up onto the seat, and climbed up and sat down. It was a double seat on the passenger side. "My name is Curtis" I said, offering the driver my hand to shake, which he did briefly. "I'm Vincent" the van driver replied. Vincent was a mid-forties, clean shaven guy with a shaved head and a tattoo saying RIP NAN on his neck. He was wearing blue work trousers and a blue polo shirt. I couldn't really see what shoes he had on. He had a plain wedding-ring on his left hand. His tattoo and shaved head appeared more of an 'attempt' to look 'hard' than an actual threat. He was rugged, but good-looking with a friendly, rough-diamond geezer sort of face, like a market trader. "How comes your walking out in the rain at this time of night?". Vincent asked. "Missed the bus" I explained. "Do u mind if I dry off and get changed? I have a towel and clothes in my bag coz I was staying at my bredrins yard for a couple of days". "Fine by me mate". I opened my bag and pulled out my towel and the tracksuit that I had been wearing the day before and put the clothes on the seat beside me. I lifted my soaked-through t-shirt over my head and put it straight in my bag. Vincent looked at my torso and pulled an 'impressed' expression. "So, you work out mate?" He offered. "Kinda" I replied, "I'm an athlete, I run the 100 metres, so I keep in good shape". I towelled my hair and body dry before bending down and untying my vans, I took them off and put them on the dashboard where the heat was coming out. I removed my socks and put them in my bag. Then with one swift movement I lifted my ass off the seat, and lowered my jeans and boxers in one go, and put them in my bag too. I dried my legs and my lower back. "Fuck me" vincent exclaimed. "Yh, sorry bro, I won't be a minute" I apologised. "Mate, I'm not bothered, ur fine to dry off, I was commenting on the size of ur cock, it is fucking massive, way bigger than mine, and you must only be like 16 or 17 years old mate". "14 actually" I boasted "and yeah, he is my pride and joy and the ladies love him" I laughed as I grabbed my soft but thick meat and shook it left and right slapping it against my thighs noisily. Vincent slowed down a bit so that it would be 'safer' to take a longer glance at it as I left it on display, purposely taking my time 'over drying' my shoulder and hair (which I had already dried). "There's some cocoa in the flask if you want to warm up" Vincent offered and pointed in-between the seats by the hand-break. "Thanks, that would be great". I shifted over to the seat closer to him, still naked, and picked up the flask, removed the cup-lid and poured a drink. I sat with my legs open wide, my dick fell between them and I leant back and leisurely sipped on the cocoa. "Mmmmm this is nice". I said "Yeah it is isn't it". Vincent said, glancing at my dick again. His glances became more frequent, turning from fleeting glances into lustful glares. The more he looked the hornier I got, until my dick was standing full mast in all of its thick eight inch veiny glory. "I'm a happily married man" Vincent randomly stated as though I had offered him sex. I went for it. "I'm sure you are Vince, and I'm just a horny teenager who wants his dick sucked not a relationship and what your wife don't know won't hurt her". I smiled at him. He smiled back and pulled over into a layby. "I've never done this before" he said "Just suck it like you'd want yours sucked" I replied. I slid my right leg round my the hand-break and lay back across the double seat so that my glare would not intimidate him as he sucked for the first time. He took my dick in his hand, whispered "wow" and slowly masturbated it a few times before bending down and closing his lips over my mushroom head. His tongue circled my head and then he slid downward, sliding as much or my eight inches inside his mouth as possible. He clasped his lips tightly around my shaft and pumped up and down on it for a good few minutes until his jaw tired. Pre-cum was oozing out of my dick as he moved off for a break taking my balls in his mouth one at a time and exploring them with his tongue. He rose for air and asked "is this OK?" "You swear you've never given head before vince? Coz your a pro" I replied. Vince seemed to appreciate the compliment, but didn't reply, instead he went back to sucking my dick. His lips slid up and down on it faster and tighter until he could feel my cock throbbing in his mouth. I grabbed hold of the back of his head with both hands and started fucking his mouth with vigour, it was making loud squelching noises as I penetrated his lips back to his throat, thrust after thrust going deeper and deeper until I tensed up, arched my hips and shot my cum deep into the back of his mouth without warning. 5 or 6 shots fired into him, and then he milked the last drops out by closing his lips tightly over the head as he pulled my dick out. He swallowed. "I can't believe I just did that, thanks mate". I laughed "your thanking me?" I sat back round facing the front and dressed in my tracksuit and Vince started the van and continued to drive back to Keynsham. After 10 minutes we arrived in my town and I suggested where he could stop. "Should we exchange numbers?" Vince asked as he pulled over. "Nah bro, it was what it was, go home and fuck your wife for me" I scoffed. "But don't forget me" I added. "Your the boss, mate" Vince admitted, as I opened the door to get out. I gave him my hand again and we shook goodbye. I walked round the corner and snuck into my house, noticing that my mother was asleep on the sofa surrounded by empty cans of super-strength. As I laid in bed, wanking, I thought about how I had seduced Vince, and imagined that he would probably give his wife the best fuck of her life when he reached home, because of his guilt, and to prove to himself he had not turned gay. Today I had finally had my first experience with a man, and although the blow-job was amazing, what I enjoyed the most was the feeling of power that seducing a straight man gave me. I reckon that is gonna be my new hobby. ----------------------------------------------------- If you have enjoyed the opening chapter of this story, please email me at marcusdacosta@hotmail.co.uk quoting 'curtis seduces' and if there is enough response, chapter two will follow shortly. Please donate to keep nifty alive! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ------------------