Date: Thu, 15 Apr 2004 16:07:06 -0400
From: rondoray@webtv.net
Subject: DOWNTOWN BOY

This story contains man/boy, boy/boy homosexual sequences, primarily,
penile/anal acts of copulation.

It is pure fiction and the events, characters or situations have never
happened in the real World as portrayed here to the best knowlege of the
author.


DOWNTOWN BOY

A Boylove Romance In One Volume
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Hi, my name is Bucky Brouder,
I was born and raised right in the
middle of the large Southern city
in which I live.

In the urban heat in mid June I
guess a lot of us would have
enjoyed to walk down the street
naked, I dunno, I wasn't exactly
like that but I wasn't wearing
much, just a light cotton, yellow
tank top that extended from my
shoulders to below my knees
with no jockey shorts underneath
it.

And flip flops.

It was very comfortable.

I had not yet been challenged by
John Law on the use of the shirt
but if the light hit me a certain way
you could see right through it and
be able to view everything I've got
and if I may say so I am a quite
attractive thirteen and a half year
old boy so say many of my friends
and Family even though some
guys say it's a girlish looking kind
of beauty.

What the hey, I'm gay and to me
that's only an asset, I don't wear
girls clothes too often and I act
just about like any healthy and
high spirited kid who's all boy,
like I said I'm gay but I know I'm
a male too.

I went into a restaurant and drew
myself a large birch beer to go
and after filling the cup to the top
with ice first, then I ran in the soda.

After I paid at the checkout I went
out to find a place to drink it.

I sat down on the bench in a bus
stop shelter and in the shade it
afforded I sipped my beverage.

"Hi Bucky" I heard as I saw out
of the corner of my eye a big kid,
of about seventeen years old sit
next to me.

"Hi Moley" I said as I looked over
and recognized Moley Pickett, he
was in the same junior high
school as me but a couple of
grades up.

"Can you help me out?" he said,
"I really need somebody to share
my dark meat with, I'm so horny
I could explode."

"Serve it with lettuce and I'll help
you" I said to the athletic looking
black kid.

"Twenty?" he asked and I said
"Deal".

We went into an alley and next
to a dumpster I said, "Up front,
okay" and he handed me twenty
and I put it in the kangaroo pocket
on the bottom of my garment and
closed the zipper.

Then I raised the hem up over
head and tucked it under my chin
as I leaned against the dumpster
presenting my bare butt to Moley,
Looking back over my shoulder I
saw his pants laying around his
feet on the ground.

I could see him pouring baby oil
all over his eleven inch cock and
rubbing it in, then he put the snout
of the bottle in my hole and as he squeezed the plastic bottle some
of the oil shot up into my butt.

"I'm putting it in" he moaned and
I felt him notch it up and then he
slid it in and the manly feel of his
big balls in my crack and his
bush of stiff pubic hair grinding
into my bare butt had my heart
racing.

"I love your booty when I can get
it honey" he said and I shot back,
breathlessly "I love the way you
fill it in, ooooooo" and he ground
it into me and before he had
even pumped it fifteen times, (He
popped on twelve actually) he
had flooded my ass with cummy
jizm, I also was not denied cause
I could see the juices from my
own ejaculation dribbling down
the side of the dumpster, ('One
mess I don't have to clean up')
I thought idly.

"I need more time with you, I
wish we could do more" he
moaned.

Then I put my shirt back down
as he raised his jeans and closed
them up and he said "Can we date?"
and I said "E-mail me, I think I'd
like to, maybe we can set up a get
together" and then we both went
our seperate ways.

It was just a quickie but I was on
my way to see a man friend with
whom I had arranged to spend
the whole weekend in his small
but comfortable bungalow, Harlon
Kramer, Attorney at Law, quite
successful at only age thirty three.

Now I was across the street from
his home on 107 DeRuyter place,
it was hard to believe that a pretty
house like this with a picket fence
and  a riot of flowers around
it and good sized front and back
yards with well groomed lawns
were an easy walk from the
congestion and the hustle and
bustle of downtown.

Going up to the door I rang the
bell and he answered at once as
I was expected.

"HIya kiddo" he said swinging
the door wide, "Come on in out
of the heat" and I could feel the
air conditioning the second I
went in.

We both knew the drill and as
we went upstairs to take a
shower he said, "Once we have
a shower I have some clothes
you can wear back home, they
belong to my son who's about
the same size as you" and I
said "Okay, I'll put them on in a
couple of days, till then we will
both be naked" and he said,
"Yeah, unless we go out
shopping".

In the shower we both stood in
the stream of water flowing from
the shower tap, I faced the wall
and put my hands on the steel
bannister rail that ran around the
tiled shower walls.

He began to soap up my neck
and shoulders, then he lathered
me up on my slim waist and hips
saying "Rinse off" and I did,
then he said "Spread your feet"
and gripping the rail tighter yet
I did as he commanded.

He had a thirteen inch cock and
every time he had it in me I would
get totally out of breath every
step of the way from the insertion
till he cummed, it made me feel
so sexy that I'd shoot two or
three times to his once, oh, what
a thrill.

The warm shower water made
us feel sexy too, "Grip me tightly"
he said in a deep, slurred voice
after he had put it into my hungry
hole, I almost didn't understand
him but then it clicked and so I
clenched on him fiercely with my
strong legs and butt muscles, he
gasped sharply and said, "Yeah,
that's it, oooooooooooooooooh".

"Turn your head" he said again,
a bit more clearly this time and
I did and he said "Your lips are
so red and so perfectly formed"
and moaning he kissed me in
the warm shower, right then
I DID feel just like a pretty,
young, real girl who was VERY
well loved.

Rocketing into me now, going
in more deeply than I felt was
possible his thrusting became
more fevered, more frenzied
and passionate, locking onto
my slender hips next to my butt
with fingers of steel he screamed
''I'M IN YOU!!'' and I could feel
the warm juices that had went
into my butt along with the still
flowing hot shower water.

Using the toilet seat for leverage
we dried each other until we were
both wiped off to a moist, dewy
softness that comes to the skin
right after a bath or shower and
then, as I said, knowing the drill
I went into the bed and layed
face down but looking back over
my shoulder.

He came in then and sitting next
to me on the bed and began to
rub cold cream into my hole, as
I looked back at him I saw a man
who was in just as good shape
as any boy I knew, lanky, strong
looking thighs from which the
aforementioned thirteen inch
prong jutted skyward as it oozed
pre-cum juice with it's roots firmly
embedded in the man's sharply
defined stomach muscles, he
looked fit.

Then he covered it with cold
cream too and said "Meat loaf is
served" and as he very slowly
made the insertion I gasped,
"Are you okay?" he asked and I
said, "Yeah, no prob, just that as
soon as you touch me with that
thing I get monster sexual rushes,
oh my, screwing is sexy but with
you it's a whole lot sexier, oh
yeah".

Then as he slowly began to slide
back and forth, in and out, up
and down he murmered in my
ear "No flies on you either honey,
your skin is so perfect and you
look just like a little doll" and he
buried his face in between my
naked shoulder blades as he
rubbed his lips on my back and
ran his tongue around there too.

Burying my face deeply in the
pillow I moaned, I felt like I was
laying in a big bowl of soup and
the flavor of the soup was love.

I could see colors in my mind
and hear music with drums and
clashing cymbals, it sounded a
bit like the wilder parts of the
'Carmina Burana' or the ending
of 'Ravel's Bolero'.

Idly I thought ('Bo Derek was
right') and my lips and Harlon's
were locked in another kiss.

Then we both cummed out of
ourselves, both of our heads
turning left to right, oooooooh,
it was only the beginning, just
getting warmed up and he
sqeezed on my thighs with his
knees pushing my shoulders
hard into the bed and then we
both layed very still.

As he sprawled limply on top
of me with his face buried in
my orange red hair he said,
"Do you remember the last time
you came to call"? and I said
"Yeah".

"I slipped it to you just about
this time of day, three o' clock
in the afternoon and we went on
till it got dark out, then we went
to sleep and slept till the next
day".

"Then when we woke up" I said
"We had to unhook to pee in the
bathroom but after that we got
connected again and went straight
through till four o' clock in the
afternoon".

"We kissed like mad almost every
second" he said.

Then he said "Gimme a kiss" and
I did as he commanded.

It was going to be a verrrrry long
weekend but it was nice work if
you can get it >> and you can get
it if you try.
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DOWNTOWN BOY

The End
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