Date: Wed, 9 May 2001 20:53:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Zane Green <ZaneG7@excite.com>
Subject: FIRES-3

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Fires  by:Zane Hunter-Green Part 3

I moved him closer to me in the bed, "Thank you for the greatest fuck of my
life." I said still in my dream.

"Master?" I heard a squeaky little voice, not at all what I expected; I
jumped up as I felt the silkiness of a very small cock pressed into my
stomach.

"Oh my God, Noah did I hurt...did I do something to you?"

"No but you talked a lot, did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

" I moved away from him and the part of him that had captured my interest.
"What did I say, I asked mainly to change the subject away from the hot part
of the naked cherub beside me."

"Well...mostly you moaned and said words like eighteen, and my name, you said
Noah a few times."

"You should have woken me up." I told him.

"Yep, then we could have had some fun." He grinned, and I was enchanted by
his smile.

"No, I'm glad you didn't wake me up after all." I said. I wonder what I
might have done to him half asleep. "I'm sorry if I kept you up, I guess I'm
not used to sharing this bed." Damn I hoped that I didn't have that habit at
the firehouse. No wonder then everyone guessed I was gay. If I was shouting
out in my sleep. The dream seemed so vivid. If I had any sense I would take
the smooth little boy and inspect him to make sure I didn't really fuck him
last night. It seemed too real. Then again he was so tiny. I would have
known it if my cock had blazed a trail into his forbidden territory.

If he weren't beside me I would have driven South hours ago to escape the
heat and congestion of LA. My car would have been packed last night with
salt-water fishing gear, and my luggage. I would have stopped at Ralph's at
the beach for groceries. Now I couldn't foresee my escape to Mission Beach
after all. There was no way I could take Noah with me.

Noah kicked the covers off, and I saw all, his slim body, closer in shape to
a baby than a man's. It was the softness combined with his small masculine
features that drew me. Tentatively I took my hand and without thinking
reached over to feel his little sweet genitals, it was too late. I was not
going to wait for him to grow up. I wanted him now. There was nothing to
stop me but myself, and I wanted him too badly. If I only had sex with him
once, if I could eat just one. I was doomed.

I moved slowly as not to hurt him. But with the first touch of his compact
boyhood, I was doomed anyway. I could be arrested as easily for one brief
touch as a night of ramming into his anus while I ravished him and myself
into ecstasy. At that I pulled my hand back as if he was the flame. I was
shaking all over, how easy it would be to feed the flames, to take my desire
for him, the burning need for him, and act on it. I pulled back my hand and
he was as aware as I was of my angry erection.

This time his hand reached out in answer. He was going to swallow the whole
of my large man cock in his tiny hand, and try to give it mercy.

"It's no good Noh, you can't. Look let me relieve myself."

I pushed his fingers away, and then took my penis in my own hand rubbing
quickly to release it quickly before I got carried away and slid it into his
lovely backside, into the warmth of his body, that was making me delirious
with need.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, oooooooooo" My cum spurted out and out as our eyes hooked
into each other but I didn't touch him nor he me. Then he took his small
fingers and pressed his own cock, which had hardened by watching me.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" his body danced as this penis seemed to vibrate. He had
no wet release, yet watching me had aroused him too.

We both lay for several minutes recovering from our individual sex caused by
our need for each other.

"Noh, I'm sorry, that wasn't a good thing to do."

"Why not Shane, I am a slut. I may be young but that is all that I am, just
a slut."

"Don't say that."

"Why not master, is it a curse word too?"

"Yes for describing one as young as you, it is a horrible word to use."

"So when do we leave for the beach."

"Noh, I can't take you with me I've decided not to go."

"Why not, I have never seen the ocean, please. What if I die tomorrow, what
if I had died in that fire yesterday. It isn't fair. No one has ever given
me anything and I have never asked for much, but please Shane. The only
thing that I will ever ask for in this world is for you to take me to see
the ocean."

"Noah, I can't.

"It's always No Noah, No Noah, No, No you can't have a life, No you can't
have love, fucking is the only love you'll ever have. I just want one thing,
one thing. Please Shane, please take me to see the ocean. Oh.forget it, take
me to the authorities now, what does it matter if I live or die. Who cares?

"I care Noh."

"Then take me to San Diego."

"This is against my better judgement and I must be out of my mind, but we'll
get up and pack the Pathfinder, we're going to the ocean.