Date: Wed, 29 Feb 2012 06:37:43 -0800 (PST)
From: John <amateurishwriter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Erik In Charge

Warning: The following story is a work of fiction.  It never happened,
except in the author's imagination.  This story contains graphic sex
between a teenage boy and an adult man.  However, the author does not
encourage or condone sex between adults and little children. If you are
underage, or this is illegal where you are, you already know what you're
supposed to do.  Delete this file and find something else to wank to.  If
this kind of story turns you off, delete this file and find something else
to read.  If you're looking for a story that has someone having sex in
every other sentence, this one is not it ... well actually, this one pretty
much is, I guess.  LOL

Copyright AmateurishWriter 2012 - The author retains the copyright for this
story.  Reproducing and/or placing this story on a commercial web site or
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The use of any character in this story, or any facsimile thereof, is
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Author's Note - I wrote something similar to this in a previous submission
("Billy, The Precocious One") and I find that it bears repeating with this
story.

Many readers will write this story off as just another "wanker's special"
but it really is more than that, or I want it to be.  It's an effort to
show that boys are very likely, and more often than not, NOT victims of
sexual predators but willing and welcoming receivers of their own urgently
sought after sexual enlightenment and fulfillment.  And, even more than
that, they can often be aggressive seekers and initiators of same.  In
fact, some of those often accused as sexual predators, may really just be
willing participants or, perhaps in some cases, even the real victims.  By
the way, this isn't just wishful or idle speculation.  It's my personal
experience.

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At the end of Erik In Charge - Part One

He took my hand in his and slid sideways onto my lap.  "I would like a
cuddle."

My unconscious reaction was to put my arms around him to keep him from
falling to the side.  When I did that he snuggled closer, put his arms
around me too and buried his face in my neck.  Then he shivered and gave a
satisfied sigh.

I let him stay there for a few moments but I soon felt myself growing hard
under him. "Erik, couldn't you be happy if we were just friends.  I'd be
happy to do other things with you."

He sighed again. "Doing these things with you will make me happy.  See?"
He nodded down at the growing lump in his tight jeans.  "And, I can feel
that this is making you happy right now too."

"You are incorrigible."

He giggle, "Yes, I am aren't I."

He took my hand and placed it on his thigh just above his knee.

Instinct took control of me and I slid my hand down on the inside of his
thigh.  It was warm.  He spread his legs slightly to allow me more access.

I slowly moved my hand a couple inches up his thigh and stopped.  "Good
God," I moaned. "I'm being seduced by a 13 year old boy."

He giggled into my neck. "Yes, you are.  And, I know you will do what I
want."

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Yes.  It appears that Erik is in charge."

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Erik In Charge - Part Two

There was no stopping now.  I looked down at the inviting sight of my hand
on the inside of the boy's warm thigh and glanced up at the fullness and
firmness of the lump behind his zipper.  My hand began to slowly move up
his thigh and again, Erik spread his legs a bit more to give me better
access.

As my hand neared his crotch the lad raised his head from my neck to watch.
He shuddered and groaned softly as I slid my fingers over his hardness down
there.  I could feel his heat and when I gently pressed he throbbed in
response.

"Oh man!" He gasped. "That makes me so excited."

I began to slowly caress his boner and his breathing began to speed up.
After a few moments he said, "Stop.  I can't cum in my pants.  That would
be hard to explain to my Grandma."

I removed my hand and looked up at him.  His face was flushed with color
and his eyes still showed the pleasure he was experiencing.

He took his arms from around me and unbuttoned the opening of his polo
shirt.  "Help me take off my shirt."

I hesitated but he raised his arms like a little child so I took hold of
each side of his shirt and pulled it gently from the waist band of his
jeans.  Then I lifted it over his head and got my first look at his naked
torso.  He was so smooth and soft looking, especially his tummy.  His
nipples were nickel sized, hard and erect.  I wanted to lick them but he
interrupted me by reaching up and unbuttoning my polo shirt.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I want to see your chest and belly."

"Oh." I weakly responded as he began to pull up my shirt.  I helped him and
in a moment, I too was naked from the waist up.

"Oh man," He moaned and reached out, running his fingers through my chest
hair. "That's so hot."

His fingers were turning me on even more but he stopped and got up off my
lap. Standing in front of me, he said. "Unsnap my jeans and pull my zipper
down." It sounded almost like an order.

He looked so damn sexy bare chested and in those tight faded jeans.  I was
hopelessly smitten and did as he asked.  As I slid his zipper down the
backs of my fingers brushed against his boner, it throbbed and he sighed.

"Now, slide my pants down." He commanded.

I peeled them off his hips, over his buns and down his full rounded thighs.
This revealed a well filled out and snug fitting pair of light blue briefs
with a small wet spot at the tip of his boner.

He kicked off his unlaced sneakers and as he stepped out of his jeans he
turned enough so that I caught a glimpse of his firm round butt.  He
giggled, "You really like my ass don't you?"

"What's not to like?" I grinned up at him.

"Now you." He gestured with his hands for me to stand.

I was now moving in a fog of lust and stood. "Okay."

The boy undid my belt, the snap and then the zipper and let my shorts fall
to the floor.

"Oh cool, you don't have any under ware on!" He exclaimed. "And, you have a
nice cock and balls."  He didn't hesitate and reached out with both hands,
taking my balls in one hand and my hardon in the other.  "It's a nice thick
one too.  I want you to tell me all the places he's been sometime."

He let me go and gently pushed me back so I sat down in the recliner again
and he stood between my knees. "Now you can take my undies off."

My eyes had pretty much stayed focused on the nice bulge in his briefs and
now I was excited to see just what treasures the boy had in there.  I
hooked my fingers in the elastic of his waistband and slowly slid his
briefs down over his buns.  This caused the fabric to pull down on his
boner and point it outward.  The wet spot was right over the tip of his
cock and I hesitated as I thought about licking him through the fabric.

"Keep going." He ordered.

I pulled the front of his briefs out and up a little to bring it over the
head of his cock and then slid them down.  As his undies fell the rest of
the way to the floor and he stepped out of them, I just stared at the
beautiful sight before me.  I had under estimated.  His balls seemed
unusually large for a boy just turned 13.  They were every bit as big as
mine, maybe bigger.  His cock was easily 5 full inches but not yet filled
out in thickness, being just a bit thicker than my thumb.  For me though,
the best sight of all was that there wasn't a single hair in sight.
There's no bigger turn on for me than a hairless boy just at the cusp of
puberty.  Also, a large drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip of his cock
and I was barely able to keep from licking it off.

Not standing on formalities, Erik stepped forward, raised a knee over and
outside of my leg and put his weight on it in the recliner.  Then he
brought the other knee up and over my other leg so that he was straddling
me and could now sit on my legs so that we were face to face.

He looked me in the eye and smiled. "I'd like you to feel my butt now."

Clearly this boy liked his ass played with.  I eagerly complied and ran my
hands down his back and over his soft smooth buns.  He gave a soft sigh of
pleasure and slid along my legs and wrapped his arms around me.  I could
feel our boners come together as I hugged him close.

My hands had a mind of their own as they moved and caressed every inch of
the lads wonderful bottom.  Eventually my fingers moved in between his
cheeks and found his most treasured of places.  He gasped softly as my
middle finger explored his tight little pucker and I felt his boner throb
against mine.

I didn't try to enter him but kept pleasuring him there and it caused him
to slowly begin to hump me.  After a few minutes he stopped and sat back so
he could look at me and declared, "I can cum 2 or 3 time you know."

I gave him a lust filled smile.  "Yeah, when I was your age I could too.
Sadly, these days once is the best I can do.  Then I must wait a few hours
at least and even better, a day."

He stood up on his knees so his boner was right in front of me.  "Suck me
off now." He ordered.

I looked up at him. "Please?"

He looked down.  "Yes, you may."

I grew a bit annoyed. "No.  You didn't say, please suck me off now."

He looked at me a little annoyed. "But, you agreed that I was in charge.
You said, Erik was in charge."

"Yes, you are in charge.  I will do whatever sex stuff you want.  I just
think it would be more enjoyable if you were, well, a bit nicer about it.
You know, polite, kind.  Not so demanding."

He looked away in thought for a moment and then looked back at me.  "Yeah,
I guess my Mom's right and I am too assertive sometimes."

Now I smiled a little. "Yes, and sometimes people might take that over
assertiveness as aggressiveness and that might tend to turn them off.  I
suspect that you'd rather have me turned on, right?"

I looked down and he followed my gaze.  We had both started to get soft.

"Okay," he agreed. "Would you suck me off now please?"

I chuckled. "It would be my pleasure Erik."

I placed my hands on his hips and drew him closer.  His cock was quickly
regaining it's hardness and a drop of pre-cum still clung to the tip.  I
took a quick swipe at it with my tongue and he gave a soft moan.  It tasted
sweet.  Then I kissed the tip of his cock, held it and finally let the head
slip past my lips.  It throbbed and he shivered.  I took him all the way in
pushing my nose against his smooth skin and I enjoyed his all boy smell.
The tip of his boner just reached my throat and I swallowed on it causing
him to groan loudly.

Meanwhile, my hands were, once again, all over his sweet buns.  They were
so sexy and smooth.  Each cheek just filling a hand as I gently squeezed
them.  I sat back in the recliner, pulling him with me, and let him start a
slow humping motion, fucking my face.  His rock hard boy cock was gliding
in and out past my lips and into the back of my throat.  As it moved I ran
my tongue over the tip and around his shaft.

By his heavy breathing, I could tell that he wouldn't last long.  So, I
reached around to get some saliva on my middle finger that was drooling
down my chin and then slid my fingers into the crack of his ass and began
to massage his hole.

The saliva made my finger slippery enough to slide it into to him a little.
"Oh Gawd!" He groaned. "Put it in me further."

I got it in to the second knuckle and then began to finger fuck him.  It
didn't take long.  I felt his cock thicken in my mouth and then begin to
throb.  The boy shoved his cock all the way in and held it there while he
came, grunting and groaning with each spurt of his sweet boy juice.  I
could just about keep up with the huge amount of cum that he produced from
those beautiful big balls of his.  I love big balls on a boy for just this
reason.

He finally stopped humping, slumped over my head, and slowly caught his
breath.  But, so typical of boys his age, his boner remained rock hard.
Gently I removed my finger from his tightly gripping hole and slowly
caressed his back.  When he'd calmed down enough he pulled back and I
reluctantly let his boy cock slip from my mouth.  He sat back down in my
lap and we hugged while I continued to caress his back and, eventually, as
I couldn't resist their charms, his buns.

His face was once again buried in my neck as we cuddled after his huge cum.
I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair. "Mmmmmmmm," he moaned
into my neck.

"That was one hell of a cum you had Erik."

He chuckled which caused him to move against me and my hardon throbbed.

He mumbled. "I think that was the biggest and best I ever had."

I continued to move my hands over his back and buns. "Yeah," I giggled. "I
almost drowned but you tasted great."

He chuckled and moved against me again and my cock showed that it liked it
with another throb.  I hadn't been this aroused in years and needed to cum
soon.

A couple minutes passed and the the boy mumbled into my neck again, "I want
you to ..."

He paused for a moment and then mumbled again. "Please.  I want you to fuck
me."

Hearing that made my cock throb again but I was concerned. "Are your sure
Erik?  I'd be afraid that I might hurt you."

He rose up and sat back.  "I've been fucked before."

I was surprised. "Really?"

He looked thoughtful. "Yeah. I was just 10 and a boy in my neighborhood
used to babysit me when my parents went out.  He was in high school, maybe
17 or 18, and we would fool around.  One night he fucked me.  He had a
pretty big boner but somehow he made it so it didn't really hurt much.
Just a little at first.  He was real hairy, like you, and I really liked it
when he fucked me but all his cum came out later in my undies.  My Mother
asked me about it but I never told on him.  However, he never came to
babysit again."

I moved my hand up his arm, over his shoulder.  I gently smoothed his hair
by his ear and cupped his cheek with my hand. "And you've never been with
anyone since?"

"N ... no." He looked a little surprised by my tenderness. Then he nuzzled
his cheek into my hand and sighed.  "Please John. I've dreamt about doing
it again for so long."

I chuckled. "Me too."

"Huh?" He gave me a confused look.

"Yup," I grinned.  I've dreamt about doing it again since before you were
born."

"Wow," He groaned.

"Yeah, wow." I smiled. "I guess we can maybe make each others' dreams come
true then."

"Wha ... oh, yeah!" He said as my meaning got through to him. "Yeah. So,
will you put your boner in me now?  Please?"

I giggled. "Well, my sex starved young boy, since you said please.  But
first we need to prepare you so, hopefully, it wont hurt much."

"Okay.  How do we do that?"

"Well, see the bathroom over there?" I pointed at the first door in the
hall.

"Yeah."

"Hop off my lap and go in there.  There should be a large tube of hand
lotion in the medicine cabinet.  Bring it here along with one of the hand
towels."

With typical young boyish enthusiasm, the lad jumped off me and made a
beeline for the bathroom.  Then he came dashing back with the lotion and
made to climb back up on my lap.

"Hold on a second kiddo.  Lie across my knees with your butt pointing up."

He looked skeptical. "You're not going to spank me are you?"

I laughed. "Nope.  I'm gonna finger fuck you with the lotion."

"Oh cool!" His eyes lit up. "I liked it when you did that before."

Quickly he handed me the lotion and lay across my knees with his butt
nicely up in the air.  "You know Erik, you do have a very sexy butt."

"Really?"  He looked back over his shoulder at me.

"Yup.  In fact, I think all of you is very sexy."

He giggled. "And I think you're sexy too."

I moved my hand over his buns and spread them a little. "This will feel a
little cold at first."  Then I dribbled some lotion on his hole.

"Whoa." He squirmed a little. "That is cold."

I smiled as he looked back. "It'll warm up quick.  Now here comes the fun
part," I said as I slipped my middle finger in to the first knuckle.

"Oh yeah." The boy groaned. "Put it in farther."

I did and began to finger fuck him as deeply as I could.  After a minute or
so I said, "Okay Erik.  Here's another finger."

I worked a second finger in him.  "Is that okay?"

"Oh yeah." He groaned in appreciation.

This time I gave his tight rosebud of a hole a longer time to stretch.
Then I warned him that a third finger was about to invade his tight little
hole. "Let me know if I should stop."

"No," he moaned as I worked the finger in. "It's awesome."

After a couple more minutes of my finger fucking him with three fingers, he
moaned, "You better stop or I'll cum again."

I stopped and gently pulled my fingers out of him and wiped them on the
hand towel. "Okay kiddo.  I think you're ready now."

He sat up.  "You gonna fuck me now then?"

I grinned. "It'll be my pleasure.  How you want to do it?"

He looked thoughtful for a second and then grinned.  "Can we do it with me
sitting on your lap like before?"

"Sure."

"Cool." He said as he climbed up on my lap like before. "That way I can
watch your expression when you cum in me.  You will cum in me wont you?"

"Yeah, sure. Unless you want me to cum on you.  Long ago some of the boys
liked me to even cum on their face."

"That sounds real sexy too but let's try that another time." He sat back on
my knees as he watched me stroked my cock with the lotion.

"Okay Erik, lift up a little and put your hands on my shoulders.  Then I'll
aim my cock and you move down a little until you feel it touch you."

He did what I said.  "Oh wow!  I feel it."

He moved a little to get the head of my cock in the right place. "If you
think it's aimed right put a little downward pressure on it."

"Okay." I watched the concentration on his face as he tried but my cock
slipped back away from his pucker.

"Shit!" He exclaimed.

I giggled. "Please don't."

Then he giggled in response to my joke but quickly regained his
concentration as he lifted back up, adjusted a bit and tried again.  This
time I felt the head of my cock lodge against his little hole.

"Thats' good.  Now sweetie, take your time so it doesn't hurt."

I felt his downward pressure gently increase and he began to open up until
the head of my cock seemed to pop inside him.

"Oh!" He exclaimed.

"Hold it there Erik.  Are you okay?"

He was panting now.  "Yeah but I want you all the way in me now."

He was so hot and tight inside. "Give it a minute to adjust.  When you feel
yourself relax, then you can take more of me inside you."

After a few more seconds he slid himself down on me another inch or so. "Oh
God John!  It feels even better than I remember."

By the time another minute had gone by he had me all the way inside him.
My cock felt like it was roasting and being squeezed unbelievably.

"Oh Erik!  You are so hot and tight inside."

He gave me a concerned look. "Is that okay?"

I grinned. "That's more than okay sweetie. It's awesome.  The bast I can
remember."

"Really?  Wow."

I held out my arms and he leaned in to hug me.  I ran my hands up and down
his back, then down over his buns and to where I could feel my cock where
it entered the stretched ring of his butt hole.

"If you're okay, you can move up and down so we're fucking."

He didn't move. "I'm okay.  I just want to stay like this for a while.  I
like the feel of you inside me so much but if you cum it will be over and I
want it to last."

"That's okay with me.  I love being inside you too."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"What's a mud humper?"

"Huh? Where'd you get that?"

"I saw it was the title of the story you were working on at the pool before
you closed your laptop."

I chuckled. "Well, it's a play on a term from old London, England back in
Charles Dickens time.  Unfortunately, the web site where I will post the
story when it's finished is restricted to people of legal age.  So sweetie,
you will have to wait a while to find out more."

"Oh." He sounded disappointed. "But, can I ask you another question?"

"Shoot!"

"Why do you sometimes call me sweetie?"

"Because I think you're sweet."

"Really?  Even though I was kind of bossy to you?"

"I actually think you're being in control is kind of sexy."

"But I should be nice about it right."

"Yup. you nailed it."  I turned and kissed him on the cheek.

He laughed.

"What?" I asked

"Well, actually, you've nailed me." And he giggled some more.

I chuckled. "I love nailing you and I hope that we will do a lot more
nailing."

He sat back to look at me.  "I love it too. And there is something else I
want to do."

"What's that?"

He leaned forward again but this time he brought his face to mine and
kissed me gently on the mouth.  It was an innocent's kiss but I could tell
its intensity surprised him.  He pulled back a second to see my reaction
but I just smiled at him.  So, he came back for another and this time he
lingered and it had more passion.

After a moment or two I parted my lips enough to tentatively lick his lips
with my tongue.  That seemed to open the flood gates of passion.  He opened
up and our tongues caressed each other.  But even better, he lifted up
about an inch on my cock and slid back down.

Then our priorities shifted from kissing to fucking as his upward movements
increased in length until just the head of my cock remained in the furnace
like vice of his tight boy hole.

We held each other tightly until his pace became almost furious.  Then I
gently pushed back on his shoulders and he stopped.  "You don't have to
stop sweetie.  I just want to watch the pleasure I'm giving you on your
handsome face and in your eyes."

He resumed our fucking but not quite so furiously and watched me too. "I
can see the pleasure I'm giving you too."  He moaned "I didn't know it
could be like this."

We kept our eyes locked on each other as he worked.  Slowly I felt the old
feelings begin to build and as I got close I let him know. "I'm gonna cum
soon Erik."

"Hold my cock John."

I warped my hand around his rock hard boy cock and it moved in my grip as
he slid up and down on my hardon.

I groaned, "I'm almost there sweetie."

"Me too," he moaned.

I felt it build and as I was just about there he whispered, "I can feel you
getting harder and thicker inside me."

Then it hit and I began throbbing and shooting deep inside this dear hot
young boy. "Oh God Erik!  I'm cuming in you!" I grunted loudly.  "Oh God,
you are so hot and tight!"  I shot more times than I had in years.

Just as I was cuming I felt the boy's cock swell too and then throb as
heavy squirts of boy cum shot all over my chest and stomach.

Finally, we were spent, collapsing into each other's arms and trying to
catch our breaths.

The following day I met Erik's Grandma at the pool and she was very
gracious and appreciative of my willingness to watch out for her poor sweet
innocent little Grandson at the pool when ever it was convenient for me.
She had no clue that he had come to my house the evening before and that I
had fucked his brains out, all at his adamant request of course.

With that, she left the lad in my charge.  We enjoyed Subway sandwiches, he
swam and played his diving game in the pool with plenty of slow surface
dives for me to enjoy watching.  Then, same as the day before with the pool
nearly to ourselves, he came over for a back scratch, a bum feel and a
quick cum.  Then he jumped back in the pool to wash away the copious amount
of boy cum evidence.  Later that evening, after supper, Erik's Grandma had
a bridge game and I was planning on giving a lesson on boy rimming that I
was sure would make my sweetie squeal with pleasure.

My retirement had take on a new life.  The sweet boy and I had another 10
to 12 days together and then, he confidently announced that he would be
back every time his parents went on long assignments and any other time
that he could talk them into letting him visit his beloved Grandma.

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The End

By the way readers, there really was a boy at the pool the other day.  His
name was indeed Erik and he looked just as I described.  Regrettably, he
never did come over to my side of the pool.  But, as I strolled by on my
way to the men's room, I passed where he lay on his back on his chaise and
he clearly was day dreaming about something sexy.