Date: Sun, 17 Jan 2016 22:22:08 -0500
From: Eric Reese <theericreese@gmail.com>
Subject: Evan

Warning: This entirely fictional story includes relations of a sexual
nature between a man and a boy under the legal age. If this type of story
offends you, stop reading now!  Please ensure you comply with your local
legislation before reading.

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The story turned out longer than I anticipated, but I hope you enjoy it!


"Electricity bill...water bill...flyer from the grocery store"...I sort
through the mail I received over the last week at the mailbox at the end of
my driveway. I usually wait until Saturday mornings to grab the mail as I
live alone and there's no point in walking all the way to the mailbox
everyday just to get bills and junk mail. It's not that I'm lazy or
anything; I'm in decent shape, if I do say so myself. My name is Michael; I
have short brown hair and hazel eyes, I'm 27 years old, 5'11", 175lbs; I
jog or cycle 3-4 times a week and work out on my home gym in the basement
every other day. I'm proud to still have a firm stomach a tight butt and
decent biceps and pecs. I'm not a model for any fitness magazines, sure;
but who has that kind of time anyway!  As I sort out the bills from the
junk to throw in the recycling bin on the way back to the house, I hear the
telltale sound of bicycle training-wheels coming my way on the country
road. It must be Stacey and her 5 year old son Evan out for a walk, as it's
a nice sunny June morning on our otherwise quiet rural road. Stacey and
Evan live up the road about a mile and I see them occasionally out for some
exercise when the weather is nice. Come to think of it, I haven't seen them
going for walks much lately...the nice weather today must have motivated
them to get out and get some fresh air.

I turn around to say hello, and realize that Stacey isn't with Evan. He's
all on his own on his blue bicycle with the training wheels that gave away
his approach in the first place. Evan is a gorgeous little boy with a mop
of blond hair that always looks like someone just ruffled it and blue eyes
that are clear and bright. Evan's face, normally all smiles and dimpled,
slightly-chubby cheeks, is a little storm; his brow is knit in a little
scowl as he bikes towards me.

"Hello Evan! How come Mommy's not with you today?" I ask.

Evan stops pedaling and rolls to a stop about 5 feet from where I was
standing at the mailbox.

"Hi Michael! Mommy is too busy with her new boyfriend, Todd!" Evan says in
a little boy's sing-songy sarcastic tone.

"Oh, that's no fun!" I say.

Oops! Evan is obviously a little upset about the new boyfriend hanging
around. Stacey is the kind of girl that jumps from relationship to
relationship, none of them lasting more than a few months; she's been that
way since high school. the longest relationship she had been in, that I
knew of, was with Evan's "dad", if you could call him that...he split when
Stacey got pregnant saying he never wanted kids, and Stacey was left to
raise Evan on her own.

"What's the matter buddy? You look upset." I said.

"Mommy never has time for me anymore! she always says she's too busy to
play, but it's all because of Todd...she only wants to spend time with
him!"

"Oh...Doesn't Todd want to spend time with you and Mommy together?" I ask.

"No! Mommy always puts a movie on for me, and they just go to Mommy's room
to kiss, so I'm running away from home so they can kiss as much as they
want!" Evan spat out.

I bite my cheek to stop myself from laughing...I remember how easy it is to
hurt a little boy's feelings, and I don't want him to think I'm making fun
of him. "so you're running away, huh? Do you know where you're going to
go?" I ask.

"No, but I'm going far away!" he says.

That's when I notice that Evan has his Iron man backpack on his back and
it's stuffed full with goodness only know what.

"You sure you got everything you need to run far away?" I ask.

"Yup! I've got my blanket, my PJs, and my Thor action figure and I even
have my Finding Nemo movie!" Evan says.

"Well, those are all good things. I love that movie too! Aren't you going
to get hungry if you're going far away?" I ask.

Evan's scowl drops for a second as he realizes that he forgot something
fairly important.

"Well, it's almost lunchtime and I was just about to make some macaroni and
cheese for lunch..." I say.

"maybe you should come in and eat something before you go, what do you
think?" I ask.

Evan stops and thinks about it, and obviously comes to the conclusion that
running away on a full stomach would be better. "OK" he says, "can I have
hotdogs in mine?" he asks.

"Of course!" I say "that's how I like mine too".

Evan gets off his bicycle and walks it up the driveway to the house. I tell
Evan that he can put his bicycle in the garage and I wait for him at the
front door to let him in.

"Well, it's gonna take me a few minutes to get the mac & cheese ready, do
you want to watch TV or something while I get it ready?"I suggest.

"Sure!" Evan says, so I take him over to the living room and turn the TV
on.

"Woah! that's a big TV!" Evan says.

"Yeah! It's great for playing video games too!" I say.

"You play video games? Cool!" Evan asks and I laugh "I sure do! Maybe we
can play some after lunch, if you want?" I say.

"yeah! That would be awesome!"

I flip the channel to some cartoons while Evan gets settled on the couch.

"I'll go get the food ready and I'll bring it in when it's ready" I say.

Evan smiles at me and says "OK".

Once Evan's immersed in the cartoon, I grab the phone and head to the
garage to give Stacey a call, so she doesn't worry. I look up Stacey's
number and dial. After four rings, Stacey answers the phone...she seems a
little out of breath: "Hello?"

"Hi Stacey, it's Michael down the street" I say. "Oh hi Michael! How are
you?" she says. "I'm well thanks! Listen, I have Evan here with me...I met
him at the end of the driveway when I was getting my mail, and he's a
little upset...he said he was running away from home." I say.

"What?! No, Evan's in the living room watching a movie! " Stacey says.

"Well, he must have snuck off when you weren't looking. For now, I've
managed to convince him to wait until after lunch to run away, so he's
watching cartoons and I'll make him some Mac & cheese and try to convince
him to come home, ok? I just wanted to call you so you wouldn't panic when
you couldn't find him." I say.

"Oh my god! Thank you so much Michael!"

"Not a problem Stacey. I'll call you back later to let you know when he has
calmed down enough and I can convince him to come home."

"Are you sure you don't want me to come get him now?" Stacey asks.

"No, that's alright. I think he just needs to cool off a bit. we'll watch a
movie and play video games, and then I'm sure he'll be fine."

"Thanks so much for this Mike...I really appreciate it!" Stacey says.

"No problem, Stacey...What are neighbors for, right?"

I hang up the phone, go back inside and get lunch ready and bring a bowl
for each of us in to the living room. Evan is obviously hungrier than he
thought and he even eats a second bowl. Right after we're done eating, Evan
accidentally tips his glass of juice and it spills all over his pants. Evan
looks sheepish as I clean up the mess.

"I'm sorry Michael!" Evan says.

"It's OK Evan...accidents happen. I can throw your pants in the wash and
they'll be clean by the time we finish a movie. Let's get those off so I
can wash them, OK?"

I kneel in front of Evan and unbutton his pants to help him slip them
off. Woah! I notice that Evan isn't wearing any underwear; this is a kid
after my own heart! I never wear underwear either.

As I pull down Evan's pants, I see that he and I have something else in
common: Evan isn't circumcised.

Evan has a beautiful soft penis that's about an inch and a half long with a
nice overhang that extends past the tip of his little hidden glans.  Evan
doesn't seem bothered by the fact that he's now half naked in front of me,
but he says: "are you going take your pants off too, Michael? We can have a
no-pants party!"

We both laugh, and I say: "I don't know Evan, I don't think Mommy would
like that."

Evan doesn't miss a beat and says: "That's OK! I won't tell! I'm good at
keeping secrets! It'll be our secret, ok?"

"Are you sure? Do you promise not to tell anyone? Not even Mommy?" I ask.

Evan smiles and nods "I promise!" he says.

 "OK Evan, we can have a secret no-pants party; just let me put your pants
in the wash and I'll be right back."

 I take the dishes to the kitchen, throw Evan's pants in the washing
machine, and grab a big blanket from my bed so that we can get comfy and
watch movies, though something tells me we won't be watching much of the
movie. I come back to the living room, and close all the blinds and
curtains and turn on a lamp beside the couch. I sit down at one end of the
couch and cover myself with the blanket.

 "Hey!" Evan says, "I thought we were going to have a no-pants party!?"

"Are you sure you really want to?" I ask.

 "Yeah! It'll be really cool! Mommy never lets me do stuff like that." he
says.

I stand up and face Evan. His eyes are glued to the waistband of my track
pants as I start to pull them down. Evan is all smiles as my pubes and cock
start to come into view. Once the waistband is over my butt, they drop to
the floor beside the couch. I start to feel a little self-conscious as Evan
stares at my penis.

 "Cool! Your penis is like mine, Michael!" he says.

"Yes, we're both have foreskin, Evan."

"Yours is way bigger than mine though, cause I'm just little." Evan says.

"Yes, for now, but you'll grow up too someday and you'll have a big penis
too." I say.

I sit on the couch and cover myself with the blanket again. Evan looks over
at me and I say: "Do you want to share the blanket with me?"

Evan nods yes, and I lift up the blanket on his side and he slides in under
the blanket and snuggles up under my arm. I feel his little hand rest on my
thigh.

"There...isn't that comfier now?" I say.

"Yeah, way better!" he says.

As we resume watching the movie, my mind is reeling...I'm half naked on the
couch with a 5 year old boy. My heart feels like it's about to beat out of
my chest; I'm excited and flushed as I feel Evan's little hand gently
caressing the hair on my thigh. I feel his hand slowly creeping closer to
my crotch; he gently starts to run his fingers through the pubes above my
cock; it tickles a bit but feels amazing. I slip my right hand under the
blanket and start rubbing Evan's belly under his t-shirt. I slide my hand
down to just above his penis, and tickle the exact spot he's touching on
me, copying his motions. His hand starts to slide a bit lower and I feel
his soft little hand caressing the top of my shaft, so I let my finger
slide down and rub the top of his penis shaft; both our penises respond and
start to grow hard. Evan achieves this a lot faster than I do. I put one
finger on the underside of Evan's penis and my thumb on the topside and
gently squeeze his hard little penis 2 or 3 times to test how hard he
is. He tried to do the same with his little fingers, but he can't quite get
around, so he uses his whole hand to squeeze it gently. Evan look up at me
and smiles.

 "Do you like this, Evan? Does it feel good?" I whisper.

"Yeah Michael! This is fun! Can I see yours again?" Evan whispers back.

"Sure Buddy. Can I see yours too?"

Evan nods, and we both pull the blanket down.

"Wow!" Evan says. "Your penis is really big Michael!"

I look down at my cock; I don't think my dick has ever been as hard as it
is right now. On a good day, my cock measures just about 8 inches and is
about average thickness. What isn't average about my cock is my
foreskin. I've always had a longer than average foreskin. I've always been
able to fully retract my foreskin, I just have to do it manually. My long
foreskin forms a nice soft and sensitive snout at the tip of my penis that
I always loved to play with since before I was Evan's age.

"Do you like it, Evan?" I ask "Yeah Michael, it feels really cool!"

"Yours feels really cool too, Evan. Mine looked a lot like yours when I was
your age."

"Really?" Evan asks "Does that mean mine will look like yours when I'm
big?"

"I think it will, Evan. Would you like that?"

"Oh yeah Michael! Your penis is really big! I want mine to look just like
yours!"

I gently grasp Evan's hard boy penis between my thumb and forefinger again,
and slowly and gently start to retract his long foreskin. Evan is breathing
deeply and smiling at me. I want to make sure he has no adhesions, so I
take it really slowly. I start to see the purple tip of his sensitive boy
glans starting to part his long foreskin snout. So far so good...Evan is
still smiling with his eyes glued on his own penis as he watches my fingers
exploring his perfect cocklet, which has now grown to a little over two
inches.

More and more of his light-purple head is coming out of his foreskin and I
can tell he's enjoying it.

Finally, his foreskin rolls behind the corona of his glans, and is all the
way back. Mission accomplished, Evan doesn't have any adhesions or
tightness of the foreskin, so I gently roll his foreskin forward again to
cover his beautiful knob. I give his long foreskin a gentle little tug and
he gasps from the pleasurable sensation that I used to love so much as a
boy too.

" did you enjoy that?"  I asked Evan "Oh yes! You made my penis tingle!"
Evan said.

"I can make it tingle more, if you want?" I ask, hoping he says yes.

"OK!" he said with a smile. "this is fun!"

"It sure it, Evan!  I grab the throw pillows and pile them behind Evan, and
I turn him so he's facing me with his legs open towards me. I lean over,
and start placing soft kisses on his smooth chest. I keep my eye on his
sexy boy boner the whole time, and I don't waste too much time kissing my
way down to it.

"This is going to look a little weird Evan, but I promise you'll like
it. If you want me to stop, just say so, and I will, OK? I said "OK
Michael...it's not gonna hurt, is it?" he asked I smile, "No Evan, this
won't hurt at all, I promise."

With my tongue I gently reach out and lick Evan's hairless scrotum, and
drag my tongue all the way up Evan's hard shaft to his long overhang. When
I reach it, I take just his foreskin overhang between my lips and drag my
tongue back and forth on it inside my mouth. I open my lips a little and
slide Evan's whole penis into my mouth. I hear Evan gasp and sigh as I
begin to apply a little suction to his boy penis...I can feel his long
foreskin draped on top of my tongue. 'this boy tastes amazing!' I think to
myself. I pull my mouth back to just hold his foreskin again and gently
start to insert the tip of my tongue inside the opening of Evan's foreskin
to taste his sweet, smooth boy glans inside. Using just my lips, I retract
Evan's foreskin as I take his penis into my mouth again. Evan is gasping
more loudly now; I know how sensitive an uncut boy's glans is at his age,
but I know I'm giving him his first taste of this pleasure, and he's loving
it, but I decide to check in with him to make sure.

"How is that Evan? Do you like the tingles?"

"Oh Michael! It feels so cool! Can you do it some more?"

"Of course, Evan!" I said "I'll do it for as long as you want me to."

Even though I know that the experience won't last much longer for a first
timer; my only goal is to make Evan feel as good as possible. I quickly
cover Evan's hard penis and scrotum with my mouth, and let my tongue dance
all over, coating his little package with my saliva. I deftly let his tiny
boy-beads slip from my mouth, and concentrate on his amazing penis
again. Evan starts to fidget and move his hips and letting out low moans,
and I know he's getting closer and closer to feeling the best he's ever
felt.

"uh Michael?" Evan says with a slight note of concern in his voice, "I
think I have to pee!"

I release his cocklet from my mouth to reassure him: "don't worry Evan,
this is normal...it only feels like that, but I promise you won't pee, ok?
This is just extra special tingles." I say as I smile at him.

Evan nods and smiles brightly.

His cocklet is flexing on its own...he's so close now.

Evan plants both his little feet on my knees, and his thighs squeeze gently
rhythmically on the side of my head as I take his dick into my mouth
again. His little fingers are urgently rubbing the back of my head as his
hips start to rise off the couch from the intensity of the new
sensations. Evan is moaning and panting as my mouth slides slowly up and
down on his boy penis. I rub the knuckle of my forefinger on the little
muscle just under his scrotum and I use my lips to retract his foreskin,
and that knocks Evan over the edge. His thighs clamp down hard on my head
as his whole little perfect body is taken over by intense spasms and
shaking. on my knuckle, I can feel the pumping of his first dry- orgasm in
the root. His penis is dancing on my tongue as I simply hold it in my
mouth. Between pants, I can just hear Evan say "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh!". The body spasm continue as I release his hard cocklet from my
mouth. His thighs are still clamped on the side of my head and I get a
close-up view of his dick jumping on his belly like a fish on a dock; I
enjoy the perfect view as I wait for his first-ever dry- cum to
subside. After a good minute, the spasms completely stop and his thighs
release my head so that I can sit back.

"How did that feel, Slugger?" I ask.

"That was the coolest, Michael!" Evan exclaims with a huge smile as he
jumps up.

Evan grabs my neck and gives me a big bear hug; I pick Evan up and hug him
back and sit on the couch holding and rocking the perfect boy in my arms
while I rub his back. Evan falls asleep in my arms, and I let him nap on me
as I replay the experience in my mind.

 I worry about what I'd just done and wonder how Evan will feel about it
when he starts to stir in my arms. After half an hour or so, he wakes up
and smiles at me.

"Hey there Evan. Did you sleep well?" I ask Evan rubs his eyes with both
fists and hugs me again. I give him a few minutes to wake up as I rub his
back and he slowly rolls off me to lie on his back on the couch with a big
smile; now fully awake.

"Michael, can we do that tingle-fun again sometime?" Evan asks.

"Would you really like to? Did you really enjoy it, Evan?"

"Oh yeah, Michael! That was the best!"

"Well, I'll tell you what, Evan. If you ever feel lonely and Mommy is too
busy to play with you, you can always come visit me and we can watch movies
and play video games together, ok?" I say.

"...And have tingle-fun?" Evan asks "As much as you want, Slugger! But you
have to remember that tingle-fun is our little secret, OK?" I say.

"I promise! I promise!" Evan says with a beaming smile.

Evan reaches out and gives my foreskin a tug.

It's only early June, but this summer is shaping up to be the hottest
summer so far...at least in my books!