Date: Mon, 29 Jul 2002 18:36:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: No Label <zero78245@yahoo.com>
Subject: Donny Chapter 11

This is a work of fiction and while the activities mentioned in this story
do happen (not as much as I like, sigh), they occurred between the two
characters only in my imagination (damn).  It is also possible that the
subject matter of sexual interaction between an adult and a youth is
against the law where you live so read at your own risk.

Please send comments, critisisms, ideas to the author at
zero78245@yahoo.com.  All comments, suggestions, or just conversation will
be welcomed.

How do you say thank you to someone who has given me so much support and
encouragement except thanks, Alienist.  I sincerely hope all turns out
well.

DONNY
Chapter 10


    "Donny, please.  Stop for a moment."  I have to handle this very
delicately or we may have a repeat of this weekend.  "Can I ask you a
question?"

    Donny stopped pulling on my dick, stood up straight, and turned around
to face me.  His hardness pointed at me to take the floor.

    "Yes.  I will tell you anything."

    And I believe he would right now, in his attempt to get me to love him
the way he thinks love is done.  It is time to get the idea that raw sex is
all that love entails out of his head.

    "When you did this with your father did it feel good...to you?  Did it
give you a lot of pleasure?  Was it something you wanted to do, or felt you
had to do to please your father?"

    Donny looked at me, and you could almost see the wheels turning in his
head.  I think he was trying to figure out what I wanted to hear so he
would know how to answer.  It was so quiet that I could hear his breathing.

    "Well..." Donny started.

    I pulled two chairs out from the table and turned them to face each
other.  "Let's sit down and talk about this."

    When we sat our knees were touching.  Donny's stiffness remained, but I
could feel mine softening.  I also felt like I was starting to regain
control of events.

    "Okay Donny.  Can you answer my questions?  One at a time.  Did it feel
good to you when your father shoved his dick up your butt?"

    "N, n, no.  It always hurt when he first put it in.  And later, when it
was over, my butt usually hurt too much to sit for a while.  But I didn't
mind." he added quickly.  "At least he was nicer to me for a while
after...usually."

    "Uh huh.  Did his dick moving in and out of your butt feel good to you?
Make you feel pleasure?"

    "Uh, I don't know.  It hurt mostly, then I would kinda forget about it
and think about swimming.  That made it feel better.  But if he hit me,
like in the side or the head like he sometimes did, then I would think
about winning, and then it wouldn't hurt so bad."

    I noticed Donny's dick began deflating rapidly, and knew that he was
reliving some of that pain.  But it was too late to stop this now.  I had
to get to him, to get him to realize this was not love.

    "Okay.  When this happened who started it, you or your dad?"

    "He did usually.  But after a while I knew when he would want to do
it. When he dick got hard he would just pull it out, and I would just drop
whatever I was wearing and bend over, cause I knew if I didn't he would hit
me and rip my clothes off."

    I didn't know if I would be strong enough to continue this.  My stomach
was getting more and more twisted, visualizing in my mind the fiendish
activities that were carried out on this boy.

    "So when you see me hard you think I want to do that too?"

    "Well, yeah."

    "Do you really want me to do that?  Do you really want me to shove my
dick up your butt?  To hit you?  To hurt you?"

    "Yeah.  I want you to love me.  And isn't that what you want, what all
men want, when their dick gets hard?  To stick it in the nearest hole?  You
know, get your rocks off?"

    I sighed as I realized just how warped Donny's concept of how the adult
male handled his sexual desires had become because of the actions of his
father.  But how can I show him the softness, the pleasure, the beauty of
love without molesting him myself?  He needs, no, deserves, a shot at a
normal childhood.  Or at least what was left of it.

    "Donny, love is supposed to go both ways.  Both are supposed to feel
good about it.  Otherwise it is rape, nothing more and nothing less, rape."

    Again the wheels started grinding in Donny's head as he tried to come
to grips with what I said.  I reached out and took his hands in mine,
leaned forward, and stared into his eyes.

    "Donny, can I show you what love means to me?  What kind of love I want
from you?"

    Donny slowly nodded, a somewhat pensive look on his face.  "O, o, o,
okay."

    I lifted his left hand in my right to my lips for a kiss, then slid it
around my neck.  Then I did the same with his right.  I slowed moved my
hands down his arms, caressing lightly with my fingers.  At his shoulders
my fingers dug a little deeper into his flesh in a massaging motion.

    After a moment or two I slowly moved my hands down his chest, reaching
for his nipples with my thumbs.  When they found their prize, they circled
around making those two small nubs pop out of his skin.  Shivers ran
through Donny's body, and his eyes narrowed to slits.

    I heard his sharp intake of breath, but no exhale so I leaned in
closer.  "Breathe" I softly whispered.  "Relax, I won't hurt you."

    Donny's eyes flew open, and a sheepish grin covered his face.  "Sorry.
That felt good.  Is that love?"

    "There's much more."  I opened my arms.  "Come here."

    Donny fairly jumped from the chair to my lap, his arms still around my
neck.  I pulled him in close and squeezed, hoping not to crack any ribs.
Not to worry.  If I had done any damage, Donny was reciprocating by trying
to separate my head from my neck.

    "This is one of the best parts of love." I got out through clenched
teeth, and squeezed tighter.  Impossible, but Donny found some more
pressure also.  We held each other for a minute longer, then as I eased up,
Donny followed suit.

    "And here is another of the best parts."  I took Donny's face in my
hands, and soft as a feather, put my lips to his.  No tongue, I didn't want
to get into that with him.  At least, not yet.

    But I got my desired affect.  A contented moaned escaped Donny's lips,
and as I backed away from the kiss, a smile dreamily appeared.

    "You like?"  I smiled at him.

    He grinned and vigorously nodded, "I like.  Oh yeah, I like."  Then he
laid his head on my shoulder.

    "Good, because I like it too.  Really like."

    Donny snuggled deeper into my lap, and I could almost hear him purr.
Then he wriggled his butt a little, reminding me (and another part of me)
that I had the cutest boy in the world sitting on my lap maked as a
jaybird.  The thin fabric of my shorts did nothing to suppress the rapidly
rising male appendage and it was soon poking my cherub's bottom.

    "Oh," Donny giggled.  "What do we do about that?"  And his dick sprang
to life.

    "If you don't stop squirming, 'we' won't have to do anything.  It will
go off all by itself.  But that has brought up another item we need to talk
about."

    "What, you have another one?" a sly grin crossing his face.

    "Ah hem.  No.  Anyway, did your father ever do anything for you?"

    I saw that I lost him there as his brow furrowed and his head cocked to
the side.

    "What do you mean?  He brought me food, and clothes, and stuff like
that."

    "No, what I mean is when he was getting his jollies in your butt, did
he do anything to you, to make you feel good."

    Donny looked at me like I was nuts.  "Yeah, he pulled out when he was
finished."

    Time to put on my teenaged big brother hat.  "Ah, hah.  So he never did
this."  With that I wrapped my hand around his four incher and squeezed.

    "Oooh.  No, he never touched me there.  But don't stop.  That's feels
good."

    "Or this."  And I pulled gently on his cock, rubbing my thumb over the
head.  Donny leaned back against my chest and spread his legs, giving me
complete access.

    "Mmmm."

    "You like?"

    "Oh yeah, I like."

    "Have you ever done this to yourself?  Played with it?  Jerked off?"

    "This is what jerking off feels like?  Wow, the way they talk about it
in school I thought it was something bad.  You know, dumb, something that
nobody would do."

    "Boys who say they don't do this are mostly liars, or they haven't
discovered it for themselves yet.  Here, you take your cock just like I was
holding it and gently pull on it."

    "Why can't you do it?"

    "This is something you need to learn for your own pleasure.  Here, sit
in your chair.  Watch what I do, and try it yourself."

    I gave Donny a little push over to the other chair and he reluctantly
sat on it.  I then stood and quickly doffed my own shorts, freeing my six
shooter from its cramped prison.  I sat again facing Donny with my legs
splayed out over his and fisted my manhood.  I slowly began the age old
motion every man learns that will relieve his frustration and tension.

    Donny watched every move like his life depended on what he learned in
the next few minutes.  Then he began to mimic me on his own hot rod.  A
look of wonder moved across his face as the feelings caused by the
manipulation brought new and exciting feelings to his body.

    I could tell the Donny was closing in on the ultimate moment, his eyes
becoming unfocused and breathing becoming short and fast.

    "I gotta pee."

    "No you don't.  Keep going, don't stop.  You're almost there."

    Donny's stroke speeded up, and his legs straightened out in front, toes
curling under in the classic pose of male orgasm.

    "Nhhhh, nhhhh, nhhhh."  A thin stream of clear boy juice shot from his
hole up to the middle of his chest.  His body became so stiff that his butt
was completely off the chair, only his neck and legs touching the wood.
His eyes looked like two thin cuts belows his brows.

    Watching Donny's first experience caused my excitement level to peak
more quickly than normal, and I fired my load up onto my chest and belly.
When I opened my eyes Donny was staring at the long trail of white cum down
my body.

    "Wow." was all he said as he basked in the afterglow of post orgasmic
bliss.

    Being a little more experienced, I recovered more quickly, and grabbed
my shorts to use as a cum rag.  I wiped Donny off first, then cleaned
myself.

    "So, you think you like that?"

    "Yeah.  That was fantastic.  Can we do it again?"

    "You probably can, but I think I would have to wait a while.  Anyway,
that is how a man relieves his sexual energy when he can't have sex.
Pretty neat, huh?"

    "Yeah.  When can we do it again?"

    Guardian hat back on.

    "I think from now on this should be a more private activity.  You can
do this whenever you want when you are alone and get the urge.  I think
most boys do it in the morning after they wake up and at night before they
go to sleep.  Morning showers are also very popular because the soap is a
convenient lubrication."

    "Huh?"

    "Makes it slippery and fun.  And doesn't rub off the skin."

    "Oh.  How come your stuff was white and mine wasn't?"

    "You are just starting puberty, where your body changes from that of a
boy to that of a man.  Your cum will thicken up and turn white soon, and
you will produce more each time you shoot."

    "Oh.  So when can we do it together again?  That was fun."

    "Masturbation, or jerking off, is usually done by yourself in private.
Boys sometimes do it together when they are your age, as experimentation,
but I don't think you and I will be doing it together again.  I just wanted
to show you how it was done so you can feel the pleasure yourself."

    "Is that how my dad felt when he stuck it in my butt?"

    "For the most part.  All orgasms feel real good, and make you feel warm
and soft inside.  It is just a matter of how much stimulation is done
before the orgasm hits that can affect how pleasurable it can be.  But now
it is time for you to finish your shower so you can get to school.  You're
going to be late as is."

    "Oh, Tom.  Do I have to?"

    "Yes.  Scoot."

    Donny retreated to the bathroom to finish his morning preparations, and
I hit my room to grab some clothes.  Can't drive Donny to school naked, can
I?  And he has already missed the bus.



TBC...