Date: Tue, 29 Apr 2008 04:53:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: jack mack <triwritng@yahoo.com>
Subject: Daydream

                  DAYDREAM

    We all have a favorite daydream. This is mine. At
my age it will never come true, but a guy can "Dream",
right? It also never occured when I was young either,
but I wish it had!
.......................................................

         Driving down the Interstate, I spotted a
figure up ahead at an on-ramp with a backpack. As I
got closer I could see he was a young boy. Pulling up
just ahead of him, I watched in the mirror as he
hurried up to my car. He appeared to be one of those
kids lucky enough to have a nice build, and a clear
complextion although not much past purbty: Maybe 13,
or 14, nice smile, no rings in his nose, lips, or
eyebrows. Asked me if I was going South, which was
rather obvious since I was in the Southbound lanes.

   Telling him to throw his gear in the backseat, and
climb in, I got a good look at really well filled
jeans, and T-shirt. Not chubby, but a slim guy, with
short, curly brown hair, and nice teeth. It turned out
he was quite a talker. Told me all about  his unhappy
homelife, and that he was going to find a job in
'Frisco, etc, etc, etc. Ah! The optimisim of youth.
Since he had said he was going to San Francisco, I was
pretty sure what the only kind of "work" he would wind
up doing at his age would be, and figured he should
have a bit of "training" before we arived there.

   When he paused for breath, I asked him if he had
ever " Fooled around" with another guy. Talk about a
bright red face! After stammering a bit he shook his
head no, looking at this old guy asking such a
question as if I were nuts.

   I quietly explained that he was perfectly safe, and
I wouldn't try anything unless he perhaps wanted me
to: That driving along always made me horny, and he
didn't have to do anything to me, but that I would
like to see him stripped down, and would give him a
ride all the way to where he was headed, and a few
bucks to help him out if he was willing to do that.
This time the head shake was not so quick, or
addament.

    After a momment of silence, he wanted to know if I
meant I wanted him to take ALL his clothes off right
there in the car. I told him I would look for a
pull-off that was a bit hidden, if that would be
better. Then nobody would be able to look into my car.
At that he shook his head again, but this time as a
yes.

    There was a off-ramp coming up that looked like it
would lead off to a country road of somekind, so I
took it. Within a mile I saw a grove of trees with an
overgrown lane leading into them. ( This IS a daydream
you know). We were quickly hidden by the bushy trees,
and I turned to face back the way we had come in.

    Moving the seat back as far as it would go, I
suggested he start with his shoes, and socks. To just
toss them in the back seat. Still a little red ,or
again blushing, he did that, and looked at me for more
directions. Very adaptable youngster. Next was the
T-shirt, and there was a bare, smooth, nicly tanned
chest and flat stomach. When he unbuckled his belt I
stopped him with my hand over his small one, and
turned him so his back was to me, and my hand reached
over his shoulders to where his dime sized nipples
were at my fingertips.

    Slowly and carefully I began caressing those
quickly hardening nips. Gently rubbing them in a easy
motion,as he relaxed back against me, I could tell he
was much less nervous now that I hadn't just grab'd
him and started doing unspeakable things.

    Most, but not all, sexual pleasure is in
anticipation and foreplay as far as I am concerned,
especially with a young, firm and smooth body. Just
runing my hands slowly over that flesh, watching him
relax, even as his breathing quickens, is enough to
engorge my cock. As it rose and hardend, and the boy
became aware of it pushing aganst his bare back, his
breaths increased in interval, and volume.

   Moving my right hand down that hairless side as far
as his beltline, letting one finger dip under the top
of his jeans, just barely far enough to caress the
flat belly as far as what I knew would be a cute
bellybutton, then moveing my other hand down his left
side, and joining both together at his open'd belt
buckle with my tips of my fingers resting on his VERY
obvious hard-on still enclosed in those jeans.

   The youngster was now resting his head  comfortably
aganst my chest while I  unsnapped the top button and
eased the zipper down,  exposing a pair of blue boxers
bulging with boy cock. Not that he was huge: Just very
well endowed for such a young boy. It was just a short
movement to rest my hand on that bulge, and squeeze it
softly: I thought he was going to cum right then
because the fabric of his underware dampend with
pre-cum, and he caught a quick, short breath.

    Moving my hands back to his chest, I teased his
nipples again for a moment before opening my door, and
stepped out, easing his slight body down so he was
sretched out on the leather seat. I quickly moved
around the car, and opend his door, reached in and
with my hands on his hips slid him toward me 'till his
knees were hanging over the edge of the seat: Pulling
his jeans down to his ankles with the same movement.
His stiff cock was straining to escape from those
boxers and I quickly free'd, it sending shivers
throuout the kids body as they joined the jeans around
his ankles. Leaning in and over the now fully exposed
kid, I put my lips softly on his . He surprised me a
little by opening that beautiful mouth and inserting
his warm tounge into mine. I began to wonder just how
much experiance he had had, as his naked arms went
around me, and we kissed passionatly.

    I could feel his hot prick twitching, and
throbbing against my belly, thru my shirt, as we
pressed together. As much fun as kissing the youngster
was, I knew he would soon climax, and I had no
intention of missing ANY of that sweet cum, so I broke
contact with his busy tounge, moving mine down to his
nipples biting and sucking softly, before proceeding
south to my real destination.

    The moment I licked the head of it,his rock hard
cock shot jizzim clear to the back of my throat, and
right on down! Maybe a little thin, but oh so sweet,
and so much of it! With mylips clamped around that
warm,smooth shaft, I continued sucking slowly even as
he wilted, and spasimed from the intense attention to
his now flacid member. But knowing just how quickly
very young boys recovered their hard-ons, I simply
kept him in my hot mouth, hardly moving, and sure
enough his cute cock began to show signs of life.As it
uncurled, and began to grow with my tongue tickling it
his breathing began to increase again. My hands moved
back up to those small, but erect nipples, teasing,
and rubbing carefully, and just occasionaly giving one
 hard twist as a surprise for the boy. When I did that
he would catch his breath, but not try to get away
from my fingers. I knew I had him now! Once he had
gotten the full pleasure of gay sex, he was hooked.


    Of course, he still had a few lessons to learn,
and a few pleasures to enjoy. I continued inticing his
smooth prick to raise to the occasion of his second
blow-job within minutes. Now he began making small
noises in the back of his throat, as he knew what was
coming, and the anticipation built along with the
hardness of that tender member that is so important to
all us males. My tongue became busy circling the soft
head, and touching the moist slit, bringing him to a
near climax once more before removing my hot mouth,
and licking down under to his small,smooth, hairless
sack, just barely touching that sensitive spot at his
tight pink anus. Once again the young body jumped, and
reacted at the new, unfamilier sensation. With a few
licks, I gave him a tste of things to look foreward
to, then moved back up to the near perfect smooth
body, working slowly to his again waiting lips and
tongue.

   As we lay there he surprised me again by reaching
down between our bodies, and fondeling my cock rather
tentivly. He seemed to know just what to do for
someone that had never done anything with another
guy.When I asked about that he mumbled that it was his
step-father that made him do things, but wasn't very
nice to him and never did any nice things to him like
I did. I began to see why he was running away. He was
obviously Gay, but had never been shown that it was
possible to love, ( or at the very least, like ) the
person you were having sex with: To WANT to, not to
HAVE to!

    I decided then to change my original plan to drop
the boy in the City ( where I have lived for years)
with a hundred bucks, and go on my way, to taking him
home with me for at least a few days, and see what
developed. With a few more minutes of caressing and
kissing I suggested we dress, and get on our way.


AGAIN!!!!  This is FICTION!  One cannot do this sort
of thing and get away with it now. If one EVER could.
It is simply a Daydream that some of us might find
interesting. Anyone that wants can let me know of
their personal daydreams, if they want too.