Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2005 04:39:15 -0700
From: Rick <rickthedick@fastmail.fm>
Subject: Fucked by a Boy

     This 10 year old blond kid I used to babysit once talked me into
letting him fuck me. He was a little tough guy, and had a great little
body, but was just a little too young so I didn't see him in "that
way" at first. But once he found out I was gay, he just wouldn't let
up until he had my face smooshed against the bed and his dick up my
ass! He was also the first to enter me that way, and remains one of my
forever favorites...

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     I had met his Mom at the apartment laundry room soon after I had
moved in. She wasn't much older than myself, and immediately started
hitting on me, so I let her know I was gay. She said that was ok with
her, because her brother was gay, but I shouldn't "go around telling
people" in that neighborhood. It did stop her hitting on me, though.

     When I mentioned I got off work most days at 3, she begged me to
"help watch" her son Josh, because she didn't get back until 6 or 7
most nights and he'd just run around wild. She had told me she was on
welfare, so I didn't know where she had to go all those days, but I
suspected it had to do with crack or meth (she had that look). She
offered to pay, plus I felt a little sorry for her son, so I said
sure.

     Josh was ok at first. He was a little small for his age, though,
and maybe because of that he compensated by being loud and bossy. The
first couple days he increasingly pushed to find my limits, but I
really had none because I had no idea how to handle kids like him, so
by the end of the first week he acted like he owned the place. He
seemed amused that he could push me around, but really I was just
trying to avoid confrontation and getting him all riled up, because he
always had too much energy which was too exhausting for me. We finally
settled into a thing where he could watch what he wanted on TV or come
and go when he wanted, as long as he didn't break anything or try to
steal from me.

     I did find out he had spent much of the previous year in some
kind of juvenile detention or group home (he wasn't sure which), which
may have explained why he seemed overly sexualized for a kid his age.
One time we were watching "G.L.O.W." (a female wrestling show) and he
started masturbating through his pants. I told him to stop, or at
least go to the bathroom, but he just told me "don't look!" and kept
going. Another time we were at the video store to rent a couple
movies, and he kept urging me to "get some porns" out of the adult
section. I told him no way, but in the car on the way back he kept
begging and insisting we go back, because he claimed he had seen
"lots" of porn already so it was OK. I replied "Oh really, describe
one you saw." He then described some pretty graphic sex acts and
settings, enough that I really did believe him! I just shook my head,
although I was a little alarmed.

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     Everything really started a few weeks later, though, when Josh
knocked on my door after school one day as usual. This time, instead
of pushing his way in, he appeared strangely subdued, and was grinning
red-faced and a little mischievously. I let him in, but he just kept
staring at me, smirking. Something was up -- I acted puzzled and said
"what," but he just kept staring.

     "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked him again,
shutting the door behind him.

     Josh stared for a few more moments, then asked somewhat
incredulously, "Are you gay?!"

     Hoooo-boy, I thought. His Mom had obviously told him. I exhaled,
not sure how to answer in an appropriate manner. "Uhhhh, 'gay' is when
an adult man wants to marry another adult man..." I began, but Josh
cut me off.

     "You like looking at guys' dicks and stuff?!"

     "Um, not really...I mean, sometimes..." I stammered.

     "Do you like looking at MY dick??" Josh asked, still
disbelieving.

     For one thing I had never SEEN his dick, but didn't want to get
into that so I muttered something about liking "big muscle men, not
70-pound boys," as I walked toward the couch and in my best body
language tried to indicate I didn't want to talk about it anymore!

     But Josh just wouldn't let up. "So you like when guys put their
dicks in your butt?!?" he continued.

     "I dunno, some guys do... but I've never done it before, so I
really wouldn't know!" I truthfully admitted. "Josh, how about we stop
talking about this and watch TV now?"

     Turning the TV on seemed to distract him at first, but it also
started him into a new game. "This one kid at the group home?" Josh
explained (he often spoke like a question), "He let other guys do it
in his butt? And he LIKED IT."

     I wasn't about to play into that, so kept flipping through the
channels and pretended not to really hear him. "Oh," is all I replied.

     "He LIKED IT!" Josh repeated, trolling for my response.

     "Josh, I don't care... how about we stop talking, ok?"

     "But you said you like when guys do it in your butt, too..."

     "I didn't say that, I said I haven't DONE it before, so how would
I even know if I liked it or not? Anyway, no more talking about this!"

     "But you WANT guys to do that to you, right?"

     "I don't know, Josh... just stop, please!! No more."

     Josh was silent for a few moments while he strangely fidgeted,
then he raised his eyebrows and shrugged as if casually offering me a
favor. "I'll do it to you if you want, if you just want to see what it
feels like..."

     This was getting way out of hand! "NO. We're going to watch TV
now, ok?"

     Josh looked toward the TV briefly, then flopped down on the couch
to watch. But I could see he was still smirking, and every few moments
he'd turn back to beg, plead and annoy me some more. "I bet you'd like
it, though...It feels REEEEEEEEEALLY good...Come on, just let me do it
once, I PROMISE you'll like it!" and on and on.

     "Stop it!!" I finally nearly screamed. I was exhausted with him,
so tried another approach. "How would you know, anyway? You've never
done it either!"

     "Uh-huh, I've done it! That kid at the group home used to let us
do it, we pretended he was a girl and it felt GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!"

     "Yea, well, I'm not that kid, and I like big muscle guys, not 10
year olds, so STOP ASKING!"

     He still wasn't deterred. Next he suggested "I'll pretend you're
a girl, and you can pretend I'm a big muscle guy, and we'll BOTH like
it!"

     I couldn't get him off the topic! I assumed he was fibbing about
"doing it" with the kid in the group home, because at the time I
thought a ten year old wasn't even old enough to get an erection! So
after a further ten minutes of his repetitive pleading, that gave me
an idea -- I'd actually let him go ahead and "do" it, because all I
figured he'd do was just press up his flaccid little wang against my
pants or something. But then I could say "there, we did it" and he'd
finally shut up about the whole thing! So I finally gave in and told
him "Fine, I'll let you try it... ONCE."

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     I almost immediately regretted it. I expected him to break out in
giggles and admit he was just kidding, or maybe he wouldn't know what
to do so would just clumsily hump my butt while fully clothed, but he
knew exactly what he wanted. His eyes grew wide and evil, and in a
hushed but urgent and excited tone he told me to go lay down on the
bed, and to take off my pants. I thought to myself, "WHOA, take off my
pants?!" For some reason that just made things seem more serious. I
decided though it might be ok to just take those off, but keep my
shirt on, which was long enough to cover things. I was worried about
exposing myself inappropriately to a ten year old boy, which I know is
odd considering what I had just technically consented to, but that was
my thought at the time!

     I headed toward the bedroom, as Josh stepped into the kitchen. I
couldn't figure out why, so I stepped back to watch him as he grabbed
a bottle of cooking oil off the stove. My mouth fell open -- he was
thinking about lube?! Simultaneously, he realized I was staring at him,
and grinned back at me. "I'll need THIS," he explained, holding it up.

     I suddenly realized he may not have been bluffing about
everything. What exactly was he going to do, though? I still didn't
think he was old enough to get an erection, so concluded at worst he'd
just mimic what he maybe saw some other kids do at the group home, and
maybe get his little dinky oiled up then rub it against my shirt and
probably get it all over the sheets, too. My face dropped thinking
about the hassle of having to wash my sheets that night, which I think
Josh interpreted as a sudden showing of fear, because he reached up to
pat me on my upper back and reassure me I was going to "like it," and
not to worry, it was going to "feel good."

     He kept his hand on my upper back to guide me the few more steps
into the bedroom, then gently launched me toward the bed. "Lay down
there -- and take your clothes off," he instructed again, grinning
broadly as he sidestepped into the adjacent bathroom. As he
disappeared around the doorway, I think I really did feel fear at that
point! Fear at what I had gotten myself into, mostly. Without much
thought I pulled off my pants and underwear, but did leave my T-shirt
on which covered my dick, anyway. I sat down on the bed to wait for
whatever was next, as I heard Josh rustling and shuffling around in
the bathroom. He left the door open, but I couldn't see in from my
angle, so just had to wonder what he was doing from the sounds.

     After a few moments, Josh leaned around the corner, saw me
sitting there with my pants off, and gave me another broad, wicked
grin. His pants were still on, but his shirt was halfway off, wrapped
around one arm, and his hair was messed up, which he probably noticed
me looking at because as he ducked back in the bathroom he announced
matter-of-factly, "I'm taking my shirt off so I don't get sweaty." I
didn't reply -- I was a little stunned and still not sure what was
about to happen, if anything, because it was all new to me! So I just
continued to sit there, waiting.

     There were some more rustling sounds, then he peeked his head
around again, still grinning, and I noticed his shirt was now fully
off and apparently his pants too, because I could see the bare side of
his waist and upper thigh. He told me to lay down on my front, then
told me again "Don't worry, you're gonna like this... a LOT!" as he
disappeared once again into the bathroom.

     Suddenly though, I felt shame, and dread, as my body betrayed me.
In that moment when he was leaning around the corner, I noticed the
shape of his forearm which was raised while he held the side of the
doorframe, causing his small but visible bicep to curl up. The curves
of both that and his well-formed shoulder just seemed very
"masculine," causing a sudden surge of arousal in my deep groin. Not
enough to get erect, but I could feel it. I convinced myself my
subconscious was just imagining him older (as a "big muscle guy," as
Josh would say), so I closed my eyes as I lay on the bed, trying to
think of something else so he wouldnt see me with an erection. But my
mind was cruel, because then I couldn't get the image of the side of
his naked left leg and somewhat muscular, rounded upper thigh out of
my head. Except I wasn't entirely sure if I actually saw that, or my
subconscious again was filling in the gaps and seeing him "older?" I
didn't know, but it felt very primal and I couldn't control my dick as
the blood started to fill in.

     "Ohhhhhhhhh-kayyyyyyyy," Josh shouted from the bathroom in a
sing-song voice. "You ready??"

     I just gulped, my eyes closed, trying to control my embarrassing
stiffness. I heard him at the doorway again and peeked back to see he
was sticking just his head, upper torso and the side of one leg around
the corner again, in the same pose as before, so immediately I turned
back and shut my eyes as the arousal started happening again. Why was
my body acting like that? He was clearly just a ten year old boy, yet
my subconscious insisted on "making" him older. Maybe because he had a
hint of musculature and was just very lean all around, which gave him
a flat, almost six-pack stomach and the appearance of the start of
pecs. I guess that made him seem older, somehow. I was confused by
this, yet aroused, and at that moment my primal brain suddenly took
over! I lost it and got a full-on erection that fortunately stayed
hidden underneath me and under the shirt, so I was a bit relieved but
still had to figure out how I'd get up after we were "done," so that
he wouldn't see.

     I looked back again, unable to say anything, as Josh hesitated at
the door for a brief second as if thinking "wait -- he's going to see
me nude," but then he just walked all-in and all-showing as I
literally gasped. Wow, he was definitely... erect... and not only
erect, but it was pointing entirely straight up and was so rock-hard
it seemed like the whole length was firmly attached to his groin, not
even moving or swaying while he walked. I had no idea boys that young
could get so hard. No idea!

     My mouth went completely dry while I focused on this thing that
was apparently about to be stuck into me. It wasn't very long, only
stretching about half way up to his tight navel, but it was thick -- I
mean, in general it was a small boy dick -- but still, the circumsized
head just seemed thicker proportionally than what I was used to
seeing. And it was a dark red, almost purple, which stood out from the
creamy smoothness of the shaft and his whole lower groin, except for
the skin on his still-small balls that was more pinkish.

     I only had a couple seconds to take all that in as he walked in
the few steps, sure-footed like a little tough guy, his arms at his
sides but held out a little and his chest seemingly puffed up a bit,
although I think that was more just the natural posture of his well-
proportioned body. Wow, this kid is going to be incredible in about
ten more years, was my next thought!

     Josh was looking down as he knelt onto the bed, but caught me
staring when he looked back up, and for just a second had a puzzled
look like "why are you looking at THAT?" But that went away and he
smirked again as he began some kind of instruction. "Ok, just stay
still, I'm gonna get on top of you first... it's gonna feel real good,
don't worry."

     A tiny voice inside me squeaked "No, don't let him! This isn't
appropriate!" but my primal self simply squelched it. The thought of
another male pressed up against me, enveloping and penetrating me, had
me fully aroused. I decided it was ok that my mind was blanking ten
year old Josh out and putting in an older male, but as I glanced back
again and saw all the contours on his torso and groin, and the
masculine potency of his straining erection, I had doubts. Maybe it
WAS his body I was aroused by? He didn't have a flat little-boy chest,
because there were lines and ridges and tightness and muscles, so I
wondered, AM I imagining him as a "big muscle guy?" Or just as a
muscle guy? Or muscle kid? Except he wasn't really a muscle kid,
either -- just a regular, slightly stocky kid -- so it was all very
confusing and a little alarming to me.

     All of those thoughts occured within the span of only a few more
seconds. Josh scooted into place, sitting somewhat on my upper thighs
with his knees splayed. He flipped up the back of my shirt, then patted
my butt cheek twice and told me to "lift up." I stuck up my butt and
pushed up to my elbows, bringing up my knees a little, but with his
weight on my legs I couldn't hold that position. Then I remembered the
pillow trick and quickly grabbed and bunched up my two bed pillows and
stuck them under my groin. Josh just said "Yea," kneeling up as I
spread my own legs, then leaning forward a little and resting his
hands on my lower back. My primal self was still in complete control
at this point, instinctively locking me into place with my ass jutting
slightly into the air, waiting to get fucked by this boy!

     Josh spoke like a doctor about to perform a procedure. "This is
gonna feel funny at first, but just let it go in and it'll feel good."
I tried to relax my ass as much as possible. I couldn't see behind me
now because my face was smooshed into the bed, so I concentrated all
of my awareness on the nerves that were back there, waiting to feel
his sex organ enter me. I actually felt the warmth as his penis
approached, then the odd combination of warmth, smoothness of his cock
head, tightness of my sphincter, and wetness of the slippery oil, all
in the first touch. Josh started breathing more heavily, pushing his
dick firmly against my sphincter as we waited for it to open. It only
took a few seconds, then his cock immediately slid in. He said
"Oooooh!" and almost giggled, then breathed in, grunted while he
adjusted himself to get closer, and exhaled as he got what must have
been all of it in, because I could feel his whole groin press up
completely.

     "That feels good, doesn't it?" he almost sighed. Truthfully, I
couldn't really feel much except his groin pressed against me, but it
was warm, and I was deeply aroused at the thought of a male human
being's erection penetrating me and injecting -- whatever it was he'd
inject -- into me. It was a very animal feeling, and all I could do
was nod my head.

     "See, I told you!" Josh stated knowingly, as he went immediately
into a fucking rhythm that indicated he had definitely done this
before. I just wanted to lay there and try to feel his cock, but he
kept talking, or more like grunting, as he fucked. "Is it better when
I go fast like this?" he asked. I just nodded again as I strained to
peek back at his smooth groin and abdominals flexing with each push.

     Josh saw me peeking at his stomach and laughed. "Are you
pretending I'm a big muscle guy?"

     All I could respond was "mmmm-hmmmm," although I wasn't 100%
sure, really.

     "Yea, I know... I'm pretending you're a girl... with big..." he
paused, then giggled, "...boobies!" He thrust a few more times in the
kneeling position, then lowered his torso until his whole body was
pressed against mine, relaxing there for a few moments with his penis
still inside me. "Mmmmmmmmmm... this feels so GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD," he
cooed, before instinctively starting up a slow rhythm again, still
laying tightly and warmly against my back.

     My heart was racing. I was being fucked by another male for my
first time, and wanted to take it all in, all the different senses,
but especially take in all of his cock. I really wanted to feel it
inside me, but wasn't sure I could. Josh moved back to the kneeling
position for more leverage as his thrusting increased in intensity
over the next several minutes, but still all I could really feel was
just his groin slapping against my ass, and the shaft rubbing against
my sphincter. That rubbing got a little heavier and more irritating,
though, as the oil started to dry up or rub off. I suggested he get
up to get more, but instead he shifted and tried to pull my hips into
his groin more firmly, announcing "No, I'm about to sperm," in a
strained voice.

     Sperm? I didn't know that was a verb, but ok... then I thought,
wait a minute, he's not old enough to "sperm," let alone orgasm! Or
was he?! I struggled to remember from my own childhood, but I didn't
masturbate until I was 13 so I didn't really know.

     Meanwhile, Josh's rhythm deepened into stronger jabs, then he
suddenly bent forward on top of me again, grabbing around my upper
stomach in a tight bear hug and pressing his face against my middle
back as he did in fact approach orgasm. As his groin began to spasm,
he grunted, then it felt like he actually tried to bite me a couple
times! He only got a little nibble, though, and after the spasms
stopped, he collapsed against my back and began panting heavily. He
released his grip on my torso, but still laid on top of me with his
dick still in my ass for probably another ten seconds. I looked back
at him as he finally pushed back up, smiling contentedly with his eyes
half-closed. "I spermed," he said simply, holding down my butt cheeks
to pop out his dick which immediately slapped up against his groin,
still erect. He slid off the bed and walked toward the bathroom to
clean up, and for the first time I saw his ass which was round, small,
smooth and muscular. Damn, he was going to have a nice ass when he was
older, too! This boy was really incredible... and a great fuck!

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                               END PT 1

(Also check out my other story, "Little Black Boy's Bitch," which has
a similar theme).