Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2007 23:17:51 -0700
From: Emorey Ardale <desert_rat@hushmail.com>
Subject: Definitely Not

Disclaimer:

This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts between a man and a
minor boy. The story is not true; the sexual acts described herein derive
solely from imagination. It is not intended to promote illegal acts
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			      Definitely Not

There's an electronics store near my work, part of minor chain, it's huge,
without the polish of the major chains like Best Buy or Circuit City. You
can find enough parts to build a desktop computer from the ground up and it
still carries the major appliances for the home and gaming gear for the
kids. It's nestled in between the industrial area where I work and one of
the poorest mixed race neighborhoods in the city.

Every now and then I escape from work early to pick up some needed supplies
and cruise the gaming section to see what boys are hanging out. That's
where I met him.

I was there on a Friday afternoon, the school year had just ended, I needed
to pick up a couple of ink cartridges for one of the printers.  I was
checking out the little gamers, when he walked in and instantly caught my
eye. He was wearing a Korn concert t-shirt that had definitely seen better
days and some grey track pants (they might have originally been white). His
hair looked black and had red highlights when the light hit it just right,
it had a slight curl that went past his ears and neck. It wasn't so much
how he looked that attracted me but the way he walked, he had a certain
arrogant prideful bounce to his step. I had seen that same strut in the
boys I grew up with, boys who knew they were poor white trash but didn't
really give a shit.

At first glance he looked nine or ten years old but they way he carried
himself suggested he was older. I couldn't take my eyes of him and as he
approached, my eyes met his. Most boys when you look them in the eye will
either smile or look away. His expression never changed, our eyes stay
locked until he had completely passed by. I found him again playing one of
the demo PS2s, he either didn't see me or was ignoring me. I pretended to
be looking at the assortment of games. I found him fascinating. I was still
trying to figure how old he was when I noticed that his hair was dyed. He
had mousey brown roots at the crown of his head. He was wearing one huge
ass gold hoop earring in his left ear that hung down below his hair. I
walked by a couple times, checked him out good, finally figured I had
enough and reluctantly went to get my business done.

I was searching the racks looking for right cartridges and when I noticed
someone else in the aisle with me. I looked over and sure enough there he
was, apparently his large format ink jet printer was out of ink as well. I
kept looking, stealing glances of him. He was doing an equally half ass job
of searching. Something was going on but I wasn't sure what.

Finally with all the smoothness I could muster I asked, "So what's up?"

He looked over at me and I saw his big hazel eyes for the first time,
"Nuthin.", he replied nonchalantly.

I was hoping for little more than that and wasn't sure where to go from
there.

I was still trying to think of something else to say when he asked, "Hey
could you do me a favor?" He didn't have a high clear boy's voice, instead
it was deeper, huskier but still not a voice affected by puberty. It was
outright sexy.

I looked over at him, I had feeling what was coming next "Guess so. What
you need?"

He was looking at me with just barely a hint of a smile now "My bike's flat
and I need to call my mom. Could I have some change?"

I took a good look at his eyes. In this neighborhood when someone asks you
for money it's usually for one thing but no, his eyes were clear and
bright. No sign that he was high but it still smelled like bullshit.

"Hmmm let me see." I pretended to dig around in my pockets. "Nope, I got
nothing buddy."

He shrugged "That's ok"

I decided to call his bluff "Tell you what though, I don't want to leave
you stranded, you can use my cell phone."

I held it out for him to take. He looked at it, then at me and then back to
the cel.

He gave me a shit eating grin, "Oh yeah I forgot she had to go into work."

He was quick and I returned his grin with one of my own. I studied his face
and was drawn in by his looks. He was unusually pale with a smattering of
light freckles across his nose and cheeks. His delicate features sharply
contrasted the garish dye job and ridiculous gypsy earring. His nose was
fine and slightly pointed, the type of nose that some rich bitch would pay
a lot of money for a surgeon to carve on her face. He had perfect boy lips,
not too thick or too thin. I looked him over and knew one thing: I wanted
him. Not to be best friends, take to ball games or some other boy friendly
activity, no I wanted him splayed naked before me to see, touch and
taste. I could feel it through my whole being.

Why him? There were a few cute boys there that day, the studious looking
little blond kid with glasses, the two adorable Mexican brothers or the
smooth looking Korean boy whose dad stayed within arm distance probably
just in case there were any pervs like me lurking about. There were even a
couple more that would probably make better pedophile pin up boys than the
one that caught my eye. Maybe it was the way he reminded me of myself and
the boys I grew up with, the first ones I fell in lust and love over, the
beginning of my sexual exploration and awareness. Then again maybe it was
because if you lined all the boys up that day and had to pick the one most
likely to go home with a stranger and have sex, he would be the one picked
every time.

I looked around making sure we weren't being noticed and rolled the dice
"Well I'll tell you what, I need to buy something but I can give you a ride
home when I'm done."

He looked at me for a bit, I could see the wheels spinning, just like me he
was calculating the risks, finally he nodded, "Okay."

I nodded in return and started searching again for my ink cartridges.  My
head was spinning, I had wanted him to say yes but still couldn't believe
he had. I was trying to figure out if that simple "Okay" was just for a
ride or maybe an agreement for more.

I found what I was looking for and paid with my new friend in tow. All the
way to the car I expected to him to bail but he didn't. I unlocked the
doors with my remote and knew we were coming to a critical moment. I looked
around the parking lot, half expecting half a dozen police cars to roll up
on me. Instead he opened the door and broke safety rule numero uno, "Don't
get into cars with strangers". I guess that made me "stranger danger".

I headed to the back exit of the parking lot, well away from the other cars
and stopped the car. I took a deep breath, I was on a roll and had to keep
going "So how long have you been doing the phone call scam?"

It was the first time he ever gave me his sly half smile, "Dunno, a little
while."

I laughed, "Yeah pretty clever, so you're looking to make a little money
then?" I hoped I sounded as cool as I wanted to be, I was nervous as hell
though.

"Doing what?" He asked. He looked so composed he either knew exactly where
I was going or he was completely oblivious.

"Just some stuff around my house." I replied as I put my hand on his leg
moving it slowly upward, I wanted to be sure he knew what was going to be
done at my house.

He looked down at my hand and then back at my face "Cool, how much you
paying?"

This boy was cool like ice. I stopped my hand high on his thigh giving it a
gentle little squeeze feeling his supple leg muscles, I thought about what
I had in my wallet, "Twenty-five bucks?"

He thought about it for a few seconds and nodded "Alright."

The answer made my balls tingle, I managed to at least introduce myself,
"Excellent, my name's Dave by the way.  Yours?'

"Sean." He replied.

I pulled out of the parking lot into traffic and headed to my house. I had
enough time for a little fun well before anyone else was home. I turned on
the radio to fill the silence. Then I remembered the one thing I had wanted
to know about him.

"So Sean, how old are you?" I asked trying to make it sound like I was just
making conversation.

"Almost 13" he answered.

Thirteen? I had to laugh, there was no way he could be that old "You're
thirteen?"

I took a quick look over at him while I was driving. He shot me one pissed
off look, "What the fuck does that mean?"

Okay, he talked like he was thirteen "Sorry guy but you just don't look
that old, no offense."

"I said almost thirteen, why is that too old for you or something?"  He
jabbed back.

Ouch. This kid didn't take any shit. "No problem, I was just asking, okay"

"Uh huh, asshole." He said and that was the end of the conversation in the
car.

We finished drive to my house without talking. That was fine, I was afraid
that if I said anything else I might piss him off to the point where it
didn't matter how much I paid him, I wasn't gonna be getting anything. I
let him in the house and followed behind him.

"The bedroom's through there." I told him pointing the way.

Sean headed that direction looking around as he went. The moment he walked
through the bedroom door he started peeling off his shirt, kicking his
shoes off at the same time. He didn't fuck around and by the time I had
shut door behind us he was pulling off his track pants. He turned around to
face me and pulled down his boxers.

I could feel my heart beating hard and fast, I walked over to him put my
hands on his shoulders. I ran my hands down his back, slowly over his ass,
then I picked him up and set him down on the bed. I don't know how to
describe touching him for the first time, like every other boy I've ever
been with, it's electric, a feeling so intense I don't know whether I'm
gonna cum in my pants or throw up over all him.

Sean looked up at me from the bed "No butt stuff, okay?"

I didn't think we would be going there, "Alright, no problem."

I was running my hands up his legs, over his stomach. He was small and
compact but naked I could see he was thirteen years old. His muscles had
the beginnings of adolescent definition, his stomach was flat but I could
feel the contours of his abs below his smooth, pale skin. Sean already had
a boner and it looked big compared to his small body, his dick had to be
over 4 inches and his balls looked full and heavy. No pubic hair yet but he
looked ripe and ready to burst into adolescence. I fought my desire to go
straight to that beautiful boy boner of his.

I kicked my own shoes off and spread his legs apart so I could get in
between them. I started by kissing his small nipples and then pushed his
arms over his head and kissed his hairless armpits, that got him squirming
and when I looked up he was smiling. Back to his nipples and then down his
taut little belly. I loved his stomach, I explored every nuance thoroughly
with my tongue.  Sean was getting impatient, besides wiggling around on the
bed now he was pushing my head down with both hands. His eagerness excited
me even more and I delayed going further South as long as I could.

When I finally did go down, I went past his dick and started kissing the
inside of his legs. I held them firmly as he struggled. I could smell his
crotch now, the scent was strong, almost overpowering. Not a bad smell but
he probably hadn't had a bath in a day or two. I didn't care it was like
the sweetest perfume ever made to me. By the time I was licking his
scrotum, the wiggling had turned to writhing and when he took hold of his
own dick to relieve himself I gently moved his hand away.

"So you want me to suck it now" I asked him rubbing his nuts gently with
one hand.

He looked at me and nodded, the desire clearly burning in his eyes.

"Then tell me." I told him smiling. I wanted to hear him say it.

"I want you to suck it." Sean said softly, he was breathing hard.

"You want me to suck what?" I asked him, I was having fun.

He smiled at me , "I want you to suck my dick, pleeaaase." The "please" was
clearly sarcastic.

I almost laughed, damn he caught on quick. I leaned over and ran my tongue
over the head of his erection making him arch his back. I slowly swallowed
the length of his hardness, enjoying the taste and feel of every inch,
teasing him as I did. He tried thrusting his hips but I held him down so he
couldn't, I was going to make this last as long as possible. I slowly moved
my mouth up and down the length of his hard prick, I could feel his legs
shaking as they squeezed against my arms. He was letting out soft little
grunts and I knew he was on the verge of cumming. I let his hips go and he
started pumping away as I moved faster now. It didn't take long before I
felt his whole body shudder and his dick spasm as it filled my mouth with
his warm cum. I sucked him dry and kept sucking and running my tongue over
the sensitive head of his dick until he started trying to push my head
away.

I knelt over him and released my own hard dick from my pants. I looked down
at him still breathing heavy, legs spread apart but now relaxed. He was
beautiful and it only took a few strokes before I painted his chest and
stomach with my own cum. Sean ran one finger over his chest like he was
checking to be sure it really happened.

"That was good Sean, thanks." Lame but I didn't know what else to say.

He smiled and nodded at me.  "It was cool."

I got him a towel and insisted he take a shower. I didn't want to take him
home covered with my DNA, plus he needed a shower anyway.

I drove him home, I found out on the way his mother really was at work. His
house was a run down rental near the electronics store. We said our
goodbyes and I watched him go in. It had been a long time since I had sex
like that, it was great to skip all the doubts and misunderstandings that
come with any sex but especially with boys. Sean seemed confident and
comfortable with sex and was twenty-five bucks richer besides. I had no
doubt that he had enjoyed himself as much as I had and maybe even more. I
was already wondering if I would see him again.


It was two weeks and three trips to the electronics store before I saw him
again.  I had thought a lot about him. My initial lust quenched I was again
curious about Sean. The house and neighborhood he lived in was pretty much
just like the one I grew up in. It seemed clear that our first time wasn't
his first time with a man. I didn't feel guilty about paying him for sex
but it wasn't the norm for me to have sex with someone I didn't know
anything about. So when I saw him again, I gave him a little nod that he
returned as I made my way to a deserted part of the store.

"How you doing today Sean?" I asked as he approached, I could feel dick
already start to harden from the recollection of our last get together.

"Good." He replied.

"You got a little free time today?" I asked.

He nodded, "Yep, same as last time?" Back to being Mr. Ice, all cool and in
control. I knew better now and thought about him wriggling, overcome by
ecstasy on my bed.

"Yeah same as last time." I assumed he meant the money. I had something
different in mind for today though.

I waited until we were in the car before I told him, "I thought today maybe
we could some lunch and talk a bit."

"Lunch?" there was skepticism in his voice.

"Yeah, I'll still pay you." I told him in case he thought I was trying to
short him.

He let out a little chuckle "Whatever, its your money."

I got drive thru at some fast food place and went to a deserted park near
by that had shaded armadas. It was hot so I didn't think anyone else would
bother us. We looked like a father and son having a picnic lunch on a balmy
108 degree day.

We made some small talk, I asked him about school and other typical boy
stuff. Sean didn't like sports but loved heavy metal music. His mother
worked at a convenience store and that was pretty much all he offered about
her and I didn't push for anymore. He wasn't much of a talker anyway and if
I didn't draw things out of him he would be more than happy to say nothing.

I had beat around the bush long enough "I take it that you've been with
guys before?"

Sean gave me his sly smile, the one where he doesn't show any teeth "Uh
huh"

"Can I ask you how you got started doing it?", that was the question I had
been wanting to ask.

He shrugged and thought about it "I guess it was my mom's old boyfriend."

I should have figured that one. I kept gently asking questions until I got
the whole story. Sean's mom had worked nights for a long time and when he
was about eleven she had met a man that came to live with them. He would
watch Sean while his mom worked. It didn't take to long before watching
became touching. When the guy was done he would give the boy a couple of
bucks to keep him quiet. After a while the boyfriend had a couple of other
friends that would stop by for the same thing. Each time Sean would get a
little money. Then one day the boyfriend was arrested for drug possession
and disappeared. The friends continued to stop by and instead of a couple
of bucks they would give Sean what seemed like a fortune at the
time. Evidently mom's boyfriend was selling more than drugs, he was also
pimping Sean out. This kept up until they moved a couple of months ago. He
didn't mind talking about it, there was no hint of shame in his voice.

"I didn't care, they were the dumbfucks paying for it" Sean said

"Nice Sean." I said thinking he was deliberately poking fun at me.

"Oh yeah." He said laughing.

We were done eating and both ready to get out of the heat. "Well I better
get you home or do you want to go back to the store?"

"Doesn't matter to me, what're you doing now?" He asked in return.

I looked at my watch, "Nothing really."

"We could still go back to your house, if you wanted to." Sean brought it
up like didn't care one way or the other but I wondered if he wasn't a
little horny. After he finished his life story I was thinking again about
his juicy little cock.

"Why don't you just tell me what you want Sean?" I asked in the same
teasing tone like the last time we were having sex.

He smiled really big, "I want you to suck my dick, pleaaaaaaase.", even
more exaggerated than he had before.

Thirty minutes later we were at my house I was laying naked my back with my
head propped up on a pillow and he was kneeling on my chest and shoulders
fucking my face like a champion. He had both hands on my head and I was
holding his hips keeping him from falling off. He completely controlled the
tempo and was thrusting his hips so fast I was afraid he would accidentally
pullout and end up shoving his dick up my nose. He didn't though and came
harder in my mouth than last time. When he was done he looked down at me
smiling with his prick resting on my face. He reached behind him and leaned
back taking my almost painfully hard dick in his hand.

"You want me suck you." He asked smiling as he played with my hard-on.

Like there was any need to ask "Oh yeah, please suck my dick." I said using
the same sarcastic tone he had used earlier.

Sean smiled even bigger and turned around.

"Oh shit." I couldn't help myself as I felt his mouth on my cock, it was
fan-fucking-tastic. It wasn't the best blowjob as far as technique but the
view was superb. We were in a sixty-nine position, all I could see was his
hot little ass, with his nuts and still semi-rigid penis dangling between
his legs. I ran my hands up the back of his legs to his buttocks. I
squeezed and gently spread them apart to get a little peek of the pink
little balloon knot that hid between his butt cheeks. Sean kept sucking my
dick but I was looking at his butt imagining something entirely
different. I came in his mouth thinking about his ass. He laid down next to
me and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. We were both completely
wasted.

I had to ask him one more question, "So none of those guys ever did any
'butt stuff' with you?"

He looked over at me with his sly little smile again "Not for only
twenty-five bucks."

I smiled back and nodded, damn I needed to get a price list from him.

It took two more "meetings" before I had the balls enough to ask Sean. I
had just sucked him off and he was lying below me on his back with a
relaxed little smile. I had been thinking about fucking him for two weeks
and thought about it the whole time his dick was in my mouth.

"You remember when you said that you had done some 'butt stuff' before?" I
asked knowing that he would remember.

"Yeah?" Sean he asked back.

"Well I was wondering how much it would cost me?" I asked awkwardly.

He made a little face like he was thinking and then gave me a price which I
agreed to trying not to sound to eager. I would have easily paid three
times what he had asked. I went to my jeans that were lying on the floor,
took the small bottle of lube and condoms out of one of the pockets. I had
been carrying them around since he told me that he was open to anal.

I took my time and warmed him up good with plenty of lube and my index
finger. By the time I thought he was ready for the main event I was pretty
worked up and had a hell of a time putting the condom on. I didn't want to
wear one but shit, if I was paying to fuck a thirteen year old, I could at
least be responsible about it.

"You ready?" I asked as I pushed his legs back. I had already pulled him to
the edge of the bed so his butt was hanging off the edge.

He nodded, "Uh huh, just slow okay?'

I looked down at his face and saw vulnerability for the first time.  Even
though I was bigger and stronger, he had run the show in many ways up to
now. I was renting more than just his body, he was giving me his trust by
letting me fuck him.

Sean may have been experienced but he was still tight and it took a few
tries before the the latex encased head of my dick disappeared in his tight
little butt hole. He sucked in a long breath through his teeth.

"You okay?" I asked with concern.

"Uh huh." He replied. He didn't sound okay though.

I didn't push any deeper giving his body a chance to adjust to my
invasion. When I saw his face relax I continued my advance. I built a slow
and steady rhythm moving my cock in and out, slowly pushing deeper into his
ass hole, savoring the feeling of being inside him. Absolutely amazing, no
other way to describe it other than complete sensory overload. It took only
a few minutes before I came so hard I thought I was going to blow out the
rubber.

I won't lie. I had wanted to fuck him since the moment I saw Sean and his
cute little ass. I'm a man and as a man I have an overwhelming desire to
stick my dick into things I'm sexually attracted to. I looked down at him
realizing how easy it would be to fall in love with this boy. Part of me
wanted to tell him right then and there I loved him but it's not what we
were about. I paid him and we both had fun, it was a system that worked
great. So instead I showed my gratitude by giving him another blow job.

After that we started meeting more regularly. I gave him my cell phone
number and a roll of quarters and told him to call whenever he had time to
get together. We couldn't always go to my house so we ended up having sex
in the car at parks or I would take him to my work after everyone was
gone. We never had sex at his house though, I didn't want to see inside,
how he lived. I didn't worry about the risk, our relationship had definite
boundaries and we both knew the rules. I spent a lot of money that summer
on him but there weren't any late night phone calls from a distraught boy
that I had to explain, no awkward meetings with his parents, no wondering
if he would end up freaking out about having sex with some old guy.

It wasn't like we weren't friendly. We talked about music and his
neighborhood, who got busted by the cops. I told him a little about my
childhood and the place I grew up. It was casual and light conversation, he
didn't ask me any uncomfortable questions about my family and returned the
favor. I bought a couple of his favorite CDs to keep in the car to make the
ride to where ever more enjoyable.  Yeah, we were friends but it definitely
wasn't love.


I never asked Sean what he did with all the money he earned. After a few
weeks though I decided that he had earned more than I had given him so I
came up with an idea for a little bonus. I had seen it done where I work,
some vendor performs way beyond expectations so they're treated to lunch or
a round of golf. I told him to reserve a whole day for me and I would make
it worth his while.

I picked Sean up around 10 am on a blazing hot July day. He was used to
going to some strange places with me but when we were in the car longer
than normal, he started asking where we going like a normal curious boy
instead of Mr. Cool. I kept telling him to wait and see. We pulled into the
parking lot for Ozzfest and the big ass smile on his face told me that no
matter what happened that day it would be worth it.

What a day it was blistering heat, sweaty bodies and over 12 hours of
insanely loud heavy metal music by bands such as Cradle of Filth, Disturbed
and Killswitch Engage, and oh yeah someone's favorite Korn. I didn't mind
the music, I watched him most of the day anyway. He looked like he was in
his own heavy metal heaven. When we left that night he came away with
memories and a new concert t-shirt. He thanked me about a dozen times in
the car and when we passed by my work on the ride home, he asked if me I
wanted to stop.  Its not why we went that day but I wasn't gonna say no.

Sean was sitting on the edge of the conference room table with his arms
around my neck, still smiling ear to ear. (I can't tell you how many
mornings I had to smile when my boss put his fucking donut down right on
the spot where Sean's bare ass had been the night before.)

"You had a good time today?" I asked already knowing the answer.

He smiled even bigger, "Fuck yeah!" He was looking deep in my eyes.

I kissed him for the first time just then. My tongue had been just about
everywhere it could be on and in that boy except his mouth. We kissed long
and hard and only stopped when I had to pull his t-shirt off and then
kissed again the whole time I finished stripping him. The sex was
different, more intense, it was almost like making love but it still wasn't
about love, at least I think it wasn't. I told myself when we were done it
wasn't.

We got to together a few more times. The sex was better than ever just like
the night of the concert.  Sean looked at me differently, with more warmth,
I won't say with love though.  I still paid him and wouldn't think of
changing that but it was better, closer.

Then he stopped calling. I went back to the electronics store a couple of
times but he wasn't there. Finally after putting it off for a couple of
weeks I went by his house. I was worried now and I think I already knew
what I was going to find. It didn't matter though, when I saw the "For
Rent" sign in the front yard of the house it felt like someone had hit me
in the nuts with a shovel. My eyes burned as I fought back the tears,
telling myself I didn't love him. I told myself that the whole drive home,
hoping I would finally believe it.