Date: Sat, 28 Jun 2008 00:49:48 -0600
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Different Kind of Treat #2

A Different Kind of Treat #2
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between an unrelated adult and a
teenager. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if
this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me.

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It had been a couple of weeks since my skateboarder friend had come by, and
I was giving up hope.  Almost daily I would look out my window and try to
will him to appear, but no such luck.  Not until a week later that is.

I had a fire going and was sipping a hot brandy when I thought I heard a
skateboard outside.  I figured it was my mind playing tricks on me.  But
the doorbell told me I was not hallucinating.  I practically ran to answer
it!  Sure enough, I was gazing at black hair and those amazing gray eyes.

"Hey, you came back!"

"I'm fucking cold!" he said as he pushed past me.  He had a hoodie on and
sweats.

I shut the door and watched him take a place next to the fire.  He
stretched out, and I sat by his feet.  "You want something to drink?"

"Something hot!"

"You like brandy?"

He shrugged he didn't know.  I gave him a sip of mine.  He decided on hot
chocolate.  I made it to order and handed it to him as I saw back down.  I
openly stared at his crotch and was sure I was seeing a tent.  I placed my
hand on his shin.  "This OK?"

"Sure," he said, drinking from his mug.

We sat there in silence for a while before I moved to the floor so I could
sit closer to his hips.  I rested my hand on his thigh and watched the tent
jerk up and down briefly.  He leaned back, supporting himself with his
hands behind him.  This thrust his hard-on up more.

I swallowed and nervously moved my hand to his crotch.  When he didn't stop
me, I started rubbing it through the thick sweats.  I watched him as he sat
up momentarily to strip off his shirt.  I was once again staring at his
toned body.  As he settled back to his former position, I moved in and
started sucking on his nipples.  As I worked those, my hand moved to the
waistband of the gray sweats and slid my hand beneath it.

I finally released his dick and moved to his feet.  I undid his shoes and
pulled them off followed by his socks.  I briefly sucked on his big toes
before returning to his hips.  He was watching me intently during all of
this and continued to do so as I slowly slid his sweats off of him.  I took
in the sight of my naked young man as I worked my way back to his cock.  As
soon as I was in range, he reached out, put his hand on the back of my head
and pulled me down.

I greedily devoured his cock.  His skin was slightly salty from sweat, and
as I deep throated him, I could smell the musk coming from his pubes.  I
slowed down and started sucking him slowly, my fingers massaging his nuts
as I worked his meat.

He let me do this for a few moments before his hips were slowly humping my
mouth.  Then he moved away as his legs swung around, and he stood up in
front of me.  I quickly took my position kneeling at his feet to worship
teen cock.

"Does it taste good?" he asked curiously.

I stopped sucking long enough to say "Delicious!"

"What about the cum?"

"Same!"

I continued sucking him, and suddenly his hands were gripping my head, and
he started pounding my face.  I relaxed my throat, gripped his ass and
pulled him into me thigh so that his whole rod embedded itself in my
throat.  He face fucked me for several moments before pushing my head back
and ordering me to lay down.

I wasted no time in laying on my stomach.

"No, on your back."

I flipped over, and he positioned himself over me, rammed his cock into my
throat, and started violently fucking my face.  In a matter of moments, his
sweet boy milk was exploding into my throat.  I swallowed it eagerly.

When he got up and sat back down by the fireplace, I quickly followed his
naked body and continued milking his cock.

"Damn, you must really like cum!"

"I do!"  I kept working his cock as it began to shrink, but true to youth,
he was getting stiff again.

"Go ahead and get comfortable man," he said.

"Huh?"

"You can take your clothes off."

I stood up and quickly stripped.  As I stood in front of him, I was shocked
to see his hand reach out and take hold of my dick.  "Don't get used to
it," he said as he started stroking me.

I did not speak or move for fear he would stop.  I then watched him lick
his lips and slowly lean in toward me.  I forced myself to not say anything
or move.  He froze when my dick was near his lips.  His tongue flitted out
like a lizard testing the air.  I shivered as his tongue flicked against my
rod.  And then the impossible happened.  I could feel his warm mouth
engulfing my cock.

He only sucked me a few seconds before releasing my rod and saying "You
ready to get fucked?"

It took me a couple to clear my head, and I answered "Hell yes!"  I ran
upstairs to get the lube and returned to my hot boy.

He stood up and said "Suck it again."

I did as he said until he pulled out.  He stood there expectantly, and so I
lubed up his dick.  I then turned around and bent over the couch.  He moved
in behind me, and I shivered at his touch.  His rod was quickly and
unceremoniously shoved into my ass.  "Fuck me hard man!" I found myself
screaming.

He worked to oblige me.  In no time he was rabbit fucking my hole.  Then he
was bracing his weight against my back as he stood up, knees bent, and
began ramming me hard.

Even having cum so soon before, he didn't last that long, unfortunately.
It seemed like it was barely any time before his cock was twitching inside
me.

He pulled out of me when he was done shooting.  "Where's a bathroom?"

So much for romance, huh? I told him where to go as I sat on the couch
breathing hard, my cock begging for release.

He returned and plopped down next to me.  I leaned over and began sucking
on his nipples again before asking "Can I kiss your neck?"

"I'm not gay."

"Dude, I fucking know!"

"OK."

I began sucking lightly on his neck.  I moaned softly when I felt his hand
grip by cock.  I immediately moved my hand to his growing dick and started
stroking him.

I was enjoying it and stopped kissing his neck briefly, when once again he
shocked me.  I felt his hot breath against my face followed by his lips.
His mouth opened, and I felt his tongue slowly enter my mouth.  I was
afraid to kiss him the way I wanted to, so I let him make all the moves.
We kissed tentatively and tenderly for longer than I had ever dreamed.

He finally released our kiss and leaned back.  I moved away, even though it
meant his hand would not be on my meat, and sank to my knees between his
legs.  I spread them apart, and let the dark patch of pubes guide me to his
nuts before I once again put his hard meat in my mouth.

He let me suck him briefly before he told me once again to lay down.

I did as he said.  He lowered himself to the floor, but this time it was in
a 69 position.  I rolled onto my side and readmitted his dick into my
mouth.  Chills passed through me as my cock slid back into his mouth.  As I
sucked him more eagerly, he did the same to me.  I had no control, and
suddenly I was blasting my load in his mouth.  He coughed and gagged, and
then I felt a cold breeze on my cock as he spat my seed out.  He made a
couple of more gallant attempts but just couldn't handle it.

I continued sucking him.  Shortly after he rolled onto his back, and I lay
down on my stomach and worked his cock.  Soon his knees were bent, and his
hips were thrusting his cock back and forth in my mouth.

His hand rubbed my lower back and ass as I blew him.

"Fuck that feels good!" he said.

I was amazed at the rare spoken word from him, but I began deep throating
him according to his praise until once again I was swallowing his sweet
juice.  There was barely any there this time, which disappointed me.

When I was done, I moved up and lay next to him.  I rolled onto my side and
traced small circles on the smooth skin of his chest.  Those gray eyes
gazed into mine, and my face lowered some.  He didn't move, so I lowered it
the remaining distance, and once again our tongues were slowly exploring
each other.

Suddenly he stopped, looked nervous, and said "I gotta go man."  He started
dressing quickly.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Danny," he replied quickly.

"I'm Chad," I said.

He smiled at me and finished dressing.

"You coming back?"

"Tomorrow," he said as he grabbed his skateboard and headed out the door.

The next day was complete torture.  I didn't believe my young lover would
come back, but I desperately hoped so.

Sure enough at about 4 p.m. I heard his skateboard.  I rushed to the door
and opened it.  He climbed the stairs, set his skateboard down and came in.
As soon as I shut the door, he was kissing me roughly, his tongue thrusting
into my mouth.

I returned his kiss hungrily.  His hands were busy at his waist, and the
next thing I knew, he was putting my hand on his hard dick.

I broke our kiss and dropped to my knees.  I shoved his black T-shirt up
and thrust the entire length of his cock into my mouth.  I sucked him
greedily until I heard "I need my dick in your ass, man."

I released his cock and looked up at him.  He was stripping his shirt off,
and I rubbed my hands up his firm torso.  "Let's go upstairs this time."

I rapidly stepped out of his shoes, pants, and boxers as I headed up the
stairs. He ran to catch up.  As soon as we were in the room, he turned me
around so I was facing him.  He started kissing me passionately again as
his hands unzipped and unbuttoned my pants.

I lightly sucked on his neck as he helped me out of my jeans. As soon as my
lower body was free of clothing, he spun me around. I flung myself on the
bed and spread my legs apart.  He grabbed the lube off my nightstand, and
then he was climbing on top of me.  "I love your big cock in my hole!"

"I know you do," he said, and then he slammed it into me.

"Fuck me Danny!" I cried.

He gripped me tight as his hips bounced up and down.  He suddenly slowed
down, and I thought That quick?!  Thankfully, he was just slowing down.  He
started pulling his dick out far and then slamming it forward.  He
continued doing that for a while before picking up speed again.  He fucked
me like that until he finally came.

Unlike the previous times he kept it in as he unloaded.  I could feel his
heavy breathing against me.  I wanted it to last forever!  I wanted to
cuddle with him, but I doubted that would happen.  So I would enjoy this
for as long as I could!