Date: Mon, 4 Mar 2002 09:15:36 -0800 (PST)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dane  part 1

This story contains sexual contacts between a teenage boy and an adult. If
such material is offensive please move on to something else.  This story is
a total figment of my imagination, or fantasy, which ever you choose.  The
acts described have never happened to me, to anyone I know, or to anyone
with the names of the characters portrayed, at least not that I know of.


Dane

I had met him because of where I was working at the time, which was at a
sort of small private school for kids who could not maintain their behavior
in a regular school setting.  In the words of most people, "problem kids".
Most carried a diagnosis of ADHD- attention deficit disorder meaning that
they couldn't stay still and focused for very long. Many were also
oppositional defiant.  I had been hired as a counselor- teacher which meant
that I did counseling in a group format but the groups were usually about
learning something. Communications skills, relationships, drugs & alcohol
etc. I also did individual counseling sessions.  The first time I saw Dane,
he stood out. Shorter than all of the other kids including the girls, he
was also white. My first thoughts were "what a cute boy", my second
thoughts were "what a handful'. At about 5 feet and 100 pounds Dane was
probably the loudest kid in the group and swear words flowed from his mouth
like water from a spout.  During my introductory group he asked the most
questions both valid and inappropriate. He was a master at disruption and
defocusing but for seemingly valid reasons.  He was also the first to
accept me with statements to the rest of the group like "this guy is cool"
or "alright" when I talked about some of my experiences.  I have a knack of
being accepted very rapidly by teens because of the way I talk, the way I
look. I strive to be liked, to bond as soon as possible. I believe that the
sooner I can make that happen, the sooner they will listen, and are likely
to accept that I have to teach them.

As I said, Dane was small for his age, just barely 13. His girlish high
voice indicated that puberty had most likely not yet arrived and his very
cute and smooth but babyish face backed that assessment up. Have no doubt
though. His short and stylish light brown hair, startling green eyes with
long lashes, turned up nose, and perfect lips made him a primary focus for
the jacking off fantasies of a boy lover.  Like me.  Although I have long
been aware of my attraction to and love of young teenage boys, my actual
experiences have been very very few and far between.  Although I love boys,
I also truly care about them and am concerned about their emotional well
being, not to mention my freedom, that is, staying out of jail. Those
things have kept me from making advances to boys, even in situations that
would have probably welcomed such advances.  As it turned out, Dane was one
of those who would have welcomed such advances.

I probably should have picked up the cues sooner than I did but hey, kids
are always saying and doing outrageous things and so many times I just kind
of shine them on.  As our days together wore on, Dane became one of the
more vocal kids in my group and in a positive way. That is not to say that
he was perfect, he had a kind of image to live up to with the rest of the
kids. But he did seem to tone down a bit and actually began to treat the
whole thing some what seriously.  Our individual counseling sessions became
fun as well.  He seemed to bond to me very easily and as such, trusted me,
which in turn allowed him to open up. He shared a great deal about his
family, single mom, dad a drug using jail bird that he last saw 4 years
before.  He had a younger sister who was disabled and required quite a bit
of his mothers attention which, coupled with her full time job, left little
time for her to spend quality time with Dane. Like most boys, Dane wanted
and needed positive attention, some physical, from an adult male that
wasn't punishment or some other negative thing. So, like most boys there
was the challenge at various sports, friendly punching, pinching, tickling,
and of course good old rough-housing and wrestling. From me there were the
reassuring pats on the shoulder or arm, tousling the hair and other
mannerisms that often take place in counseling types of situations. Often
times I would leave with the kids for our individual sessions and walk or
even drive some- where.  Dane was a master at getting me out of the
building. Once while we were walking I had draped my arm on his shoulder.
He reached up and held onto my fingers while we walked and talked. Dane
liked to rush me and be pushed back or turned around and grabbed by the
waist and spun around a couple times and dumped on the grass. He would
squeal with delight.  Sometimes we would end up wrestling on the grass in a
nearby park.

One time afterwards he lay panting, his head in the crook of my arm, his
arm thrown across my chest, eyes closed his face only inches from mine and
a contented smile on his lips.  He smelled like boy. That sweet smell that
only boys have. God I was intoxicated by him, and it was then I first
realized I had fallen for him.  He opened his eyes, and looking straight
into mine said "I wish you were my dad".

 My heart ached, adrenaline pumped and I whispered "I would be honored to
call you my son".  He leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips then
nuzzled his head in my neck and said "thank you".

 As he moved to be closer, he threw one leg over mine laying his boy crotch
directly on my leg. I placed my free hand in the small of his back without
pressure but encouraging him closer. He complied by snuggling tighter to
me, grinding his crotch into me, not sexually but just trying to be closer.
It seemed that, despite the lack of puberty in his voice, his cock and
balls might be growing faster than everything else Although not huge, I
could tell that they were larger than I would have guessed on a boy his
size. As he snuggled and wiggled he whispered, "this feels sooooo good,
being with you.  I wish we would never have to leave".

But leave we did. Back in the building one of my older boys yelled to me
that he had just gotten some test scores back that were the highest he had
ever gotten. I laughed, told him how proud I was of him and said "Brian I
would kiss you if I didn't think you'd hit me". Barely audible, from 15
feet away I heard Dane say under his breath, "you can kiss me all you want
and I won't hit you". There was no one else around to hear and Brian was
laughing out loud so I was the only one to hear Dane's declaration. I
didn't acknowledge it however as I felt that it was more for him that he
said it, than me.

Some times when a kid did well for a couple weeks or so he or she would get
an outing of their choice. Dane achieved that goal and chose to go to the
beach and chose me as the staff to accompany him. When it came time to
leave we went to the restrooms so he could change. We don't let kids out of
our site so I hovered outside the changing area while he changed and
chatted to me from around the corner.  I tried to think of some reason to
go in, to see this beautiful young creature undressed.  I had fantasized
about him frequently and was dying to see how he looked. All of a sudden he
said "shit, oowwww". Startled and concerned I went around the corner and
saw him by the far wall 10 feet away.  His back was to me, one hand on the
wall bracing him from falling and the other holding up his foot while he
inspected the bottom. His briefs were puddled around the other foot as he
had been in the process of pulling them on. His beautiful, gorgeous boy ass
was right there for me to admire. God what a boy.  Round firm globes of
white skin that contrasted with the rest of his bronze tanned body. That
boys ass begged to be held and kneaded.  I asked if he was ok, and looking
over his shoulder he said yes, that he had just stepped on a small sharp
rock was all.

 Dane bent down and pulled his underwear up and I said that I was sorry to
catch him naked but I was concerned when he yelled. "it's ok, I don't mind
if you don't mind".  I chuckled and told him that it was fine with me too,
that I had seen many naked boy butts. "ya" he replied "but none as cute as
mine I bet" and he slid his underwear down under his butt cheeks and
wiggled his ass at me very seductively.  He was looking over his shoulder
at me as he said it, eyes twinkling and mouth split in a mischievous boyish
smile.

 As he pulled them back up and grabbed his shorts from the floor I said
that was true enough, that his butt was probably the cutest most squeezable
butt I had ever seen.

As he tugged on a t-shirt he said, very impishly, "then I guess I'll have
to let you squeeze it sometime".  As we walked out toward my car he put his
arm around my waist and I draped my hand on his shoulder, almost father &
son.

On the way back he was mostly quiet, as was I since I had to deal with
traffic. After some silence he asked, if I meant what I said about his butt
being cute and all that. I looked over at him briefly and continuing to
focus on traffic said "yes I did". "You know Dane that I never say things
to any of you kids just to make you feel good. I mean what I say".  He
replied that yes, he knew that. After a brief silence he whispered "I meant
what I said too".

If I was beginning to wonder just where this darling boy was coming from,
it became very clear over the next week or so.  During classes he remained
on task, was fairly well focused and at times even chastising other group
members when they were disruptive. On our next session we walked to the
small neighborhood park and goofed around on the playground equipment.  As
often happens we ended up wrestling, he started it of course, and found
ourselves in the position of Dane on his back with me on top and a knee on
his crotch.  Dane was wearing some fairly tight shorts and I could feel his
cock and balls. I intentionally, while tickling him, moved my knee back and
forth over the boys cock and could feel it begin to swell. Dane's response
was to rub into my knee, causing even more friction to his rapidly growing
dick. When I moved my knee away he uttered an "oommppfff" and rolled half
onto his stomach, placing his hand at his crotch.  I said "Dane, I'm sorry,
are you ok? ".  He mumbled ya and when I asked if there was a problem he
stated that he got a boner.  "Aaahhhhhh" I replied, "and you are
embarrassed about that". Dane said that he was a little bit yes. I
explained that it was ok, that boys often had that happen when they were
wrestling around, that is was pretty natural when pressure and movement
were put on the penis.

"Does that happen to you too, Cody?" he asked.  I replied that sometimes it
did although not nearly as much as it did when I was his age. I told him
that when I was 13 it seemed like my cock was hard all the time.  Dane
seemed a little suppressed at my statement and said that he thought is was
only him it happened to.  Without thinking I said "no sweetie, it happens
to all of us".

Dane caught that immediately and said "did you hear what you just said?
You called me sweetie".  I said, "oh my, I am so sorry Dane, it is just a
term of endearment I use with my nieces and nephews. I wasn't thinking".
He said, "that's ok, I like it when you say nice things to me".

The following week, as we were getting ready to leave for an individual
session, Dane said that he needed to go to the bathroom, could I wait. I
said yes, and when he came out he was wearing a different set of shorts,
longer in the leg, like basketball shorts, and a lot looser. When we got to
my car he asked if we could go to a park he knew of. I said that was fine
as long as it wasn't too far away. He stated that it wasn't and after a few
minutes on a quiet country road we came on a small woodsy park that I
didn't even know existed. Dane said that his mom used to take him there
when he was younger and she had more time for him.  There didn't seem to be
a soul for miles as we got out and walked and talked about nothing
specific. We came to a small grassy area and sat on the bench, me on one
end and Dane right next to me. He started poking me in the ribs, which I
responded to by doing the same to him and very soon we were on the ground
rolling around.  Since I can essentially overpower Dane because of our size
difference, I allow him to "win" sometimes, and this was one of those
times, me on my back and him laying almost on top of me. While he had his
hands at my side poking away at my ribs and trying to tickle he was also
rubbing his cock on mine. It was then that I noticed that he wasn't wearing
any underwear.  Along with that fact, his cock was getting harder by the
second.  I had no complaints, needless to say, so tickled his ribs and neck
which made him squirm all the more.

Dane giggled and asked "know what I'm doin". When I replied that I didn't
he said, "I am gonna make you get a boner just like I did last week." I
told him it felt like he already got one". "Ya" he replied "and it feels
like you're getting one" which in fact, I was.

Being secluded with this cute little thing in the position we were in was
having a very profound effect on me, physically and emotionally. I could
smell this mornings shampoo in his hair, a very light boy sweat smell,
could feel what seemed like about 4-1/2 inches of very hard boy cock
pressing against my own 7 inches. Finally I stopped moving, laid my hands
on his firm small ass and said "ok, you win". "now we both have boners from
hell".

 Dane rolled off on one side a little, and put his hand right on my rigid
dick. He squeezed and felt it for just a second and replied smiling, "yup,
you sure do".  "And so do you" I said as I reached between us and squeezed
his rock hard cock in return.  He rolled back onto me and smiling, moving
up and down slightly, then back and forth a little bit, pressing his hard
boy cock into mine, all the while smiling in my face. "this feels really
good" he murmured, placing his hands on my shoulder for traction.  I put my
hands back on his ass, squeezing the firm little orbs and rubbing them.
Dane groaned, pushed even harder into my cock. I slid my hands down the
legs of his shorts, then slid the legs up so that I could hold those bare
cheeks in my hands.  "Dane" I said, pretending surprise, "you aren't
wearing underwear".  He chuckled at that replying, " I was kinda hoping
that we would end up like this, besides, I said you could squeeze my butt
and now you are".  He paused then added "and I like it...a lot".

"I like it too sweetie" I answered back, but I think we should stop. We are
in public after all".  In reality I didn't want to stop either. This hot
hot boy has me worked into a frenzy the likes of which I hadn't felt in a
very long time. The fact that he was so overtly sexual and wanted to be so,
with me, made it all the more exciting.  What I wanted to was strip him
naked and run my tongue over every inch of his young teenaged body, to help
him find all his erotic hot spots and show him that how he felt at this
moment was nothing compared to what he could feel. But we were in public
after all and I could not help but think about the consequences of someone
wondering in the little glen and catching us. By now he was moving faster,
creating more and more friction between our hard cocks and I wasn't helping
by clutching and kneading his creamy firm ass cheeks. God I was so hot, but
not hot enough to continue. I rolled Dane off me and onto his side so we
faced each other side by side. He looked at me in wonder, our faces only
inches apart. I put my hand between us and grasped his hard cock through
his shorts and slowly began stroking it. At least if someone came by they
wouldn't see a blatant and obvious sex show. Dane gasped as I stroked his
cock and helped the feelings by pushing into my hand. To my surprise he
leaned his head to me and put his lips to my, leaving them there in a
prolonged kiss. It wasn't the best kiss I ever had but from him is was the
sweetest most tender kiss I had ever experienced. Dane backed his head
away, his breathing coming more rapidly, his pushing matching his breathing
and soft moans escaped from his lips. He was rapidly reaching an orgasm,
moaning "oh god oh god Cody squeeze me harder" and then he came, his small
body racked with convulsions as he pressed his hard cock as far into my
hand as it could go. Thank god for the loose shorts.  He buried his head in
my shoulder as the orgasm died away, his breathing that of a marathon
runner at the end of a race.  "What was that he asked between breaths, I
have never felt anything like that before ever."

"You just came baby boy" I whispered into his ear. I backed away and we
both looked down to see a small damp spot in the front of his shorts. "Do
you mean to say that you have never cum before Dane?" I asked.

"No," he answered, "that was the first time that ever happened.  Wow, I
made sperms." He seemed to pause for a moment before adding, "I am so glad
I did it the first time with you Cody."

"I am too sweetie" I answered. "It is so awesome to be able to share that
with you."

My cock was still rock hard, and I reached down to adjust it in my shorts.
When I moved my hand away, Dane put his hand on it and started to stroke me
as I had done to him.  "No Dane. I really want you to do that to me but not
here in the woods. Besides I don't have any clean shorts to wear like you
do and when I cum, it will be a flood."

 "I really want to see you cum Cody", Dane replied to me, why don't you
just take your cock out and cum in the grass".  I was hot, I was horny, I
was out in the woods, I had the cutest hottest boy in the world in my arms
and wanted to let him have his way with me. So I unbuttoned and unzipped my
shorts, and reached into the fly of my boxers and took out my 7 inch rock
hard cock for my young lover to stroke. Dane had been watching intently and
as soon as I moved my hand away, his firm little hand was ready to take
over, and he did. "Gosh Cody your cock is so big and so hard, oh man", he
said as he began stroking it.  He may have been a novice but he
instinctively knew what to do. He had it gripped in his right hand with the
thumb pointed up so that when he stroked up, his thumb slid over the glans
in my cock, which in turn felt like electricity shooting thru my body. I
don't remember ever being so hot and I knew that I would shoot very
soon. "Faster, Dane", I whispered.

"Are you gonna cum Cody" he asked in an equally soft voice. I could only
nod my head "yes". No sooner had I done that when the first shock hit. My
cock swelled in his soft little grip. His face was riveted on my cock as
the first jet of sperm shot out with such a force that it landed in the
grass between our chests. It was followed my 4 more jets of almost equal
force and content, then a few more short spurts that left cum dripping of
the head of my cock.  I was breathing deeply as Dane said with awe in his
young voice "that was totally incredibly Cody, god what a lot of sperms you
made and it shot so far, I hope I can do that someday oh man that was so
hot".  He let go of my softening cock and looked into my eyes as he
finished his sentence.

"Dane, that was the very best cum I have ever done in my entire life. I
can't begin to tell you, baby boy, how good that felt. It was so hot and
sooooo awesome. Thank you so very much" I leaned over, put my lips on those
perfect soft virginal boy lips and kissed him very softly and gently. But
it was Dane who slid his tongue into my mouth, running it over my teeth and
finding my tongue and darting into it with his own.

 I broke away and looked into those green eyes which stared back into my
own with trust, with the intensity of youth, and with something else. I
knew what was coming next and at last he broke the silence. "I love you
Cody" he whispered.

As I looked into that angel face, I knew that this was only the
beginning. There was no way in hell I could or would want to walk away from
Dane now. We were in each other's blood.  "I love you too baby boy, with
all my heart and soul".