Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2007 12:30:16 +0100
From: Dag S. <dsnor@hotmail.com>
Subject: Eric-my-boy - part 2 (gay/adult-youth)

This story contains consensual sexual acts between adult males and minor
boys. If this offends you, or would somehow get you into trouble from
reading it, you know what to do -- get out of here!!

This is written with no thoughts about what's safe and not, so don't do
something like this in the real world.  What happens in here is nothing
but fiction.  It is also written in a language that I did not learn as a
kid growing up, but from studying it as an adult.  Therefore I apologize
for faults, bad sentences and misspellings that I was unable to correct.

Enjoy -- hopefully -- is all I can say and I will respond to meaningful
criticism or other more pleasant replies.  Flames will, well, you can
guess.

I am at:  dsnor@hotmail.com just in case you want to write me.



Previous:

"Of course you can, beautiful boy," I stammered back and looked as his
other hand, the one not occupied with stoking himself reached forward.
His soft fingertips touched my cock ever so gently before they tried to
close around it.  I had never felt it so hard before and it did not help
when he suddenly leaned forward and placed a kiss right on the tip of the
head.  When he moved away, there were traces of precum on his lips.

I was shaking but managed to put my arms around him and hugged him before
our lips met in a passionate kiss.  Still kissing, I lifted him up and
moved back into the house and towards my bedroom.

Eric-my boy -- Part 2.

Upon entering my bedroom, I gently put him down on my bed. His cock was
still rock hard, so beautiful, maybe 4 inches long, thin, no hair at all
and his ballsack was drawn tight around his small balls.

I got into the bed myself, covering him with my body and we continued to
kiss as our bodies moved against each other.  I could feel his hard cock
against my stomach and I wanted so much to kiss it, to feel its hardness
between my lips.  But I also felt the need of talking with him, this was
really progressing too fast.

"Eric, we need to talk," I said as I reluctantly let go of his lips.

"Why, Dan, is something wrong," he asked me, looking at me with a
worried expression on his face.

"Well, it depends," I said and continued to tell him that I really
liked what we were doing, but was not sure if it was the right thing to
do. And I also told him that I needed to know if he knew what he was
doing, being so young.

He looked at me for a long time, with a serious expression on his face
and then suddenly he started to laugh.  I had no idea what brought this
on, but after a while he said that he had something important to tell me.

We settled comfortable upon the bed, lying next to each other, face to
face and Eric started his story:

"I have known that I am gay for some time, at least that is what I think
I am, and I have wanted to be with someone older for quite some time. And
then about 3 weeks ago I went to the swimming hall, and in the showers I
saw you, all naked and have been unable to get you out of my mind ever
since.  At night, in bed I have seen you in my dreams when playing with
my cock, and thought about how I was going to get in touch with you, to
let you know how much I want you and need you, Dan."

He stopped, looked at me and bent forward so that our lips met and we
started to kiss once more.  Tongue meeting tongue, sucking at each other
lips, really going for it for a long, long time.  When our kiss finally
broke, he continued:

"When you left the swimming hall that afternoon, I was outside, waiting
to see where you went.  Luckily for me, you did not have a car, probably
due to the fact that you, as well as I, live close to the sport center.
So when you started to walk, I followed you on my bike, being careful not
to let you realize that you were being followed. And when you entered
your house, I was so happy to know that we live so close.  Since then I
have been around to your place several times a day, catching a glimpse of
you now and then.  Sometimes from the inside of your house, through the
windows, and sometimes when you left or returned from wherever you had
been."

He smiled at me then, kissed me gently and continued:

"Then today, I was on my bike going over to your house, I had finally
decided that I was going to ring your bell and just go ahead and tell you
about my feelings.  Somehow I knew that you are gay to, I don't know why
I knew this, I only felt so sure that there was no doubt in my mind.
What I did not know was about how you would react to a kid like me coming
up to you like I was planning to.  For all I knew, you could have a
boy-friend or whatever, and that you would just chase me away.  But then,
desperate as I was at that moment, I did not care, I only had to find
out.

Then as I turned the corner into your street, I noticed your car backing
out from your garage, and I turned back to get out of the way, and also
to see where you were going.  My heart was pounding, my cock was rock
hard and I almost started to cry from the disappointment I felt from
finally having gathered all that courage to tell you, and then you were
leaving.  But I followed in the direction you drove, and passing the
supermarket, I noticed your car in the parking-area.  I ran inside and I
guess you know the rest of it, or most of it at least.  I had no
intention of buying anything at all.  I had not brought any money with
me, at least not enough to pay for the stuff I had collected. It was just
to look more or less as an ordinary customer.

And then, everything happened at once.  Turning the corner of the isle
where I knew you were, we really did meet.  I can still feel it, but
looking back on it now, I think it was the best introduction we could
have.  You feeling so sorry for me, and asking if you could do anything
to help!  I almost said, please suck me there and then, but hoped for a
better opportunity to ask you to do that later.  And I guess that
opportunity has never been closer, Dan, at least I hope you will!

He looked at me with his beautiful eyes, with tears started to run down
his cheeks.  And to tell the truth, tears were running down my cheeks as
well.  From what he just had told me, realizing his need and almost
desperation for someone to love him, and the fact that this angel in
front of me had chosen me to be that very special and privileged person.

"Oh Eric, you poor beautiful boy, thank you for sharing this with me,
the story and the love you are showing me.  How can I ever explain the
feelings I have right now?  Not just the sexual feelings, the lust and
need to make love to you, but the feelings you have started within my
heart!"

I bent over him and started to kiss his tears away. Suddenly he threw his
arms around me and opened up for all his accumulated pain and sorrow and
cried for a long, long time.  I stroked his hair and his back and just
held him close.  After a while I managed to get us both under the duvet,
and as his cries went to sobs and then to more or less complete silence,
I realized that he had fallen asleep in my arms.

I needed to go to the bathroom and managed to separate him from me
without waking him.  After getting out of the bed, I put the duvet over
him again and went as silently as I could to my bathroom which is next to
my sleeping room. There I relieved myself and had a quick shower.
Dressed in just my bathrobe, I went down to the kitchen and made myself a
cup of coffee. This I brought with me back upstairs and settled in a
chair next to this sleeping beauty that had so suddenly come into my
life.

I had just finished my coffee when Eric started to move and then his eyes
opened.  It was obvious that he was a little disoriented about where he
was, but then he saw me sitting there, and a big smile covered his face,
making him even more beautiful, if possible.

"Hi Eric," I said, "how are you feeling?"

"Great," he said, "at least now after I have told you my story and
from the fact that I am still here, in your bed. I hope that is a good
sign!"

His smiling face looked invitingly up at me and I rose from my chair, let
the bathrobe drop to the floor and as he lifted the duvet and moved over
to the side a bit to make room for me, I saw his cock, obviously hard as
a rock.  This angelic boy was waiting for me now, ready to give himself
as a gift of love to me.

I was literally shaking in anticipation of what I more or less knew was
about to happen as our lips met once more in the hottest kiss I had ever
experienced.  When the kiss finally broke, he more or less stammered:

"Oh Dan, please make me yours!"



..once again, to be continued....