Date: Wed, 12 Feb 2003 13:07:16 -0800 (PST)
From: Dave  <davmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Gilbert gets his Grapres (Adult Youth b/M)

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                      Gilbert gets his Grapes
                                By
                               Dave


	  Gilbert was a tall slim twelve-year-old black boy living
in the inner city with his unmarried mother and his sickly
grandmother.  His mother had one brief encounter with a light
colored guy when she was a teenager.  He was gone before she
even knew she was pregnant.

	Gilbert inherited the kinky hair, broad nose and thick lips
of his mother.  What he got from his father was a caramel
colored skin that was darker that a white mans but whiter than a
black mans.  He also had blue eyes.

	The boys in his neighborhood picked on him because he
was mixed bread and a bastard.  For that reason his mother and
grandmother over protected him.  He spent most of his time at
home with them.

	The local park had little grass and very few shade trees.
Any time Gilbert ventured onto the park grounds he could
expect to go home with new buries.  When he was given a flyer
to take home to his parents that offered a week in the mountains,
he was not anxious to go.  It was only at the insistence of his
grandmother that he agreed to go.  They signed him up and
packed a duffel bag for him with everything on the list plus extra
clothes until Gilbert could hardly lift the duffel bag.

	Thirty-five boys were loaded on an old school bus.  It was
a four-hour ride to the camp.  The straight-backed bench seats
were hardly padded and the tubular steel frames smacked the
boys in the back at every bump in the road.  Gilbert found it
more comfortable to lay on the pile of duffel bags.

	Gilbert was almost asleep when he heard the engine start
to strain as the bus entered the mountains.  The driver had to
down shift as they climbed.  When the bus rolled into the
parking lot and the bus crunched to a stop on the gravel with the
hiss if the air brakes and the door opened, a tall slender white
man stepped on board.  He had thin blonde hair that was
thinning on top.  It was receding until there was only a narrow
strip on top.

	He introduced himself as Hans Hollander.  He told them,
"You will be staying in one of the barracks to the right of the
administration building.  After you checked in and turned in
your permission to treat slips you will stow your gear and go to
dinner.  Everyone gather up a duffel bag and pile out."

	Gilbert was the last one into the barracks.  The entrance
was a room about ten feet square.  The door to the left had a sign
saying Barracks Chief.  The door to the right said Bathroom.
When a boy went in Gilbert saw a row of white porcelain sinks
on one side and toilets without patrons on the other side.  A
group of open showers were at the far end.

  	When he went into the barracks, bunk beds lined the
walls.  The older boys had taken all the bunks near the windows.
Gilbert had to settle on the bunk next to the door.  He felt that he
would keep everything locked up in his duffel except for a towel
drying on the foot of his bunk.

	He was very shy about using the bathroom.  He had never
been seen naked by anyone but his family before.  So he didn't
take a shower util everyone was in their bunk.  He took his soap
and towel into the shower.  He was standing under the warm
shower and after washing himself, he started milking the skin on
his penis in a slow act of masturbation.

	Hans heard the water running in the shower and figured
someone had left the water running.  He got up checked on the
noise.  When her opened the door he saw the boy standing under
the shower.  He saw the caramel colored butt with only a slightly
darker back.  Before the boy could cover up his crotch with both
hands, Hans saw what his cock looked like.

	The cock was the size of a raw hotdog.  It was straight and
sticking out in front of him.  It bobbled up and down in his erect
state.  The scrotum was not large and looked smooth and it
dangled between his legs.  There was no hair on the boy's body.

 	Hans told Gilbert to be sure and shut the water off when
he was finished and went back to bed.  Hans could not get the
sight of the naked boy out of his mind.  He tossed back his
blanket slowly masturbated as he though about what he would
like to do with that smooth assed boy.  He simply rolled over
and shot his load on the floor, to be cleaned up in the morning.

	In the morning when Hans woke the boys up they piled
out grumbling and went about cleaning up.  He told them to
make their cots good and tight so he could inspect them.  He
went from bunk to bunk checking them and making them
remake them when they did not pass his inspection.  He told
them if they wanted to keep what they brought with them to
keep them locked up.

	After they were finished and they were told to line up on
the parade grounds before they ate.  The boys milled around a
little as they went outside.  The other barracks were all white
boys and were lining up and spacing themselves in order of
height.  When a person of obvious authority came out of the
dinning hall and called the camp to order.  All the other barracks
came to order.  They performed a flag ceremony and he told
them what was going on this day.  He told them if they did not
feel well to report to sickbay after breakfast.  The canteen would
open in the afternoon at 1600 hours.

	Then he started letting barracks line up for the meal.  The
barracks Gilbert was in was getting impatient and stated asking
Hans why they were not being allowed too get in line.  Hans
looked at them.  Then he said look at the ones being picked.
The ones in proper formation and quietly waiting are going first.

	The boys started grumbling but did start sort themselves
out by size.  They were still so undisciplined that they could not
keep their mouth shut for more than a short time.  When they
were finally allowed to get in line for breakfast they were the
last ones into the dinning hall.

	After breakfast they gathered outside around Hans and he
told them the rules about how to be the first into the dinning
hall.  Then he told them what activities were available for them.
They could sign up for different activities and crafts.  Gilbert
signed up for a couple of crafts and went to the areas to do them.
After they had lunch, rather than sign up for anything he thought
he would like to slip away and see the place.

	He saw a trail leading up the canyon and followed it up
the mountain.  The trail became steeper and he lost count of
switchbacks he made.  He was not use the climb and was
sweating a little.  He did not know that at the altitude of the
camp that sweat evaporated faster.  He was not aware that he
was losing water much faster.

	Unknown to him Hans had seen him leave.  Hans had a
waist pack with a couple of plastic bottles attached.  One was
full of water and the other had Gatorade in it.  He had a light
windbreaker in the pack along with a couple of packages of trail
mix in the daypack.  Hans followed Gilbert up the trail but did
not follow too close.  He just kept him in sight to make sure that
the boy did not get into trouble.

	It was a two-hour climb to the top of the mountain.  When
Gilbert reached the peak he was impressed with the view.  He
could see the other peaks in the range and he was above the tree
line and he saw Hans coming up the trail behind him.  He was
not sure if he was in trouble or not.  Just the same he was
enjoying the view.  He could see the lake below the camp and a
road in some places down at the far end of the lake.  He was not
able to see the camp through the trees.

	When Hans arrived and greeted him all Hans said was "In
future never go hiking without letting the camp-master know
where you're going and bring along at least two more guys.
That way if one gets hurt there is one to help and one to go for
help."

	It had felt so refreshing on top of the mountain with the
cool breeze that he had not appreciated that it was about fifty-
eight degrees and he was starting to get cold.  Hans noticed that
Gilbert was starting to shake.  He pulled his daypack around to
the front and took out the windbreaker and wrapped it around
Gilbert's shoulders.  He warmed him up by rubbing his arms
with his hands.

	He told Gilbert that when he climbs mountains he should
bring along a jacket, water bottle and something to eat.  He gave
Gilbert the bottle of Gatorade.

	Gilbert had not realized how thirsty he was.  He drank
most of it before he thought about Hans.  He apologized and
handed it back to Hans.  Hans said, "No problem" and smiled.

	They sat down among the large rocks to get out of the
wind.  Hans handed him a bag of trail mix and watched him tear
it open and eat the mix of unsalted nuts, dried bananas, raisins
and grain cereal.

	Gilbert thanked Hans the same way he thanked him
mother and grandmother.  He wrapped his arms around Hans'
neck and kissed him on the cheek.

	Hans was taken back by the sudden move.  He put his
arms around thew boy and kissed Gilbert on the mouth.  A man
had never kissed Gilbert on the mouth before.  The stubble of
the beard felt like sandpaper on Gilbert's lips and cheek.  He
opened his mouth as the tongue probed his lips.  The thrill of the
kiss made his cock hard. The cock was tenting up hid jeans.

	When he stepped back, they both looked down at the
bulge in his pants.  Hans' used both hands to pull the top of the
jeans and the buttons popped open one at a time.  Hans placed
the palm on his hand on the white jockey shorts and rubbed the
boner.  Hans used both hands to pull the jeans and shorts down
to expose the cock.  He placed both hands on the smooth cheeks
of the boy's butt and mauled the soft flesh.  The valley was
warm and moist as he sought out the puckered sphincter and
rubbed the opening with the tip of his finger.

	Gilbert flung his arms around Hans' neck and kissed him
on the mouth.  His penis was doing a little dance like a spring
being shaken.  Hans placed his right hand back in front of the
boy and took hold of the shaft.  He started masturbating the boy.

	Gilbert drove his tongue into Hans' mouth every time he
felt the hand pull on his cock.  As he kissed Hans he felt the
front of the long sleeved sweater.  He pulled it out of Hans'
pants and felt the body of the older man.  The surface was
covered with a fine growth of blonde hair.  He rubbed the flat
tummy and chest of the man as he touched the hard nipples.

	Hans let go of the boy's cock long enough to open his
own jeans.  He didn't have any underpants on.  Gilbert looked
down and saw the cock of the first male he had ever been that
close to in his life.  He wrapped his long slender fingers around
the shaft and pulled the loose soft skin up over the head of the
cock.  When he saw a drop of pre cum appear at the opening, he
touched it with his fingertip and rubbed it between his finger and
thumb.  He felt the slippery feeling intrigued him.  He held his
finger under his nose and smelled it.  He could not smell much
from the liquid but his hand smelled of the flesh from Hans'
cock.

	Hans placed Gilbert across his lap so that he was sitting
on both legs.  Out of the wind they were warming up just fine.
Hans slipped the T-shirt and windbreaker off the boy.  Then he
ran his big hands all over the smooth flesh of the boy. When the
forearm touched the wiener it sprang back straight up as the arm
moved up the body as the hand went from ribs to underarm.  The
fingertips moved from underarm to the nipple.

	Gilbert wanted to keep kissing Hans.  He was lying on his
back as they kissed.  Hans took hold of the wiener and stroked
the skin up and down.  He had to draw himself away from the
boy's grasp so that he could turn his head down to the lap of the
boy and take the cock into his mouth.  He sucked the boy's cock
until the boy was moaning almost as if her were in pain.  Hans
felt the cock jerk as the boy had a dry climax.  When the boy
recovered he pulled Hans back up so that he could kiss the man
on the mouth.

	Has did not want to force the boys into doing anything he
was not ready to do.  He helped the boy dress and he stuffed his
own cock back into his jeans.  They went down the mountain
together. They rejoined they other boys from the barracks.

	That night after Gilbert thought the rest of the boys were
asleep before he started to get up.  Then he heard bare feet
slapping the tiled concrete floor.  He looked to see one of the
older boys' pass a window.  He went to the bunk of the oldest
boy in the group, and knelt by the bunk.  Gilbert saw him lean
over and whispered something to the older guy.  The older guy
rolled over and pulled the army blanket down.  The one on his
knees pulled the cock out of the under shorts.  He took the shaft
into his mouth and sucked the guy until Gilbert suspected that
the older one came.  The one kneeling lifted his head and wiped
his mouth before going back to his bunk.

	Gilbert waited until he heard deep breathing coming from
the older guy's bunk before he slipped out of his bunk.  He put
socks on his feet so that he would not make as much noise as the
other guy had.  He went into Hans' room and knelt by the bed of
his idol.

	He pulled the blanket down.  Hans was in the habit of
sleeping in the nude.  Gilbert took hold of the flaccid cock and
leaned over to take the shaft of the cock into his mouth.  He used
his tongue to trace the rim of the head.

	Hans woke up slowly.  He thought he was having a sexy
dream at first.  He reached down when he understood that
Gilbert was actually sucking him and ran his finger through the
nappy hair of the boy.  With a little work Hans was soon filling
Gilbert's mouth with cum.

	Gilbert swallowed as fast as he could but when he lifted
his head some cum coated the shaft and gathered around the
base with cum matting his strawberry blonde pubic hair to his
skin.  He looked up at Hans' face and saw that his eyes were
open.  He smiled at Hans and gave him his warmest smile.

	Hans reached down ad drew the boy up and placed him on
the bunk next to him.  The boy cuddled up next to him and
hugged him.  Hans held him close and turned the boys back to
him as he reached for his cock and masturbated the boy slowly.
The boy climaxed quickly.

	Hans asked Gilbert if he was ready to try another way for
a boy to make love with a man.  Gilbert was ready for anything
by now.  Having someone masturbating and sucking him was so
much better than doing it too himself.  He told Hans he was
ready for anything.

	Hans reached over the boy and retrieved a tube of KY
jelly from a nightstand.  He rolled over and applied a generous
amount to the shaft of his cock.  Then he applied some to his
fingers and shoved first one finger into the asshole of Gilbert.
Then he added a second one.  He managed to get three fingers in
the hole.  Gilbert was about to whimper in his discomfort as
Hans removed his fingers from the orifice and immediately
Gilbert felt like he lost something.  He wanted Hans to put his
finger back in the hole.  He was about to beg Hans to put his
finger back in the hole when he felt the head of Hans' cock press
against the opening of his butt.

	When the head of the cock spread the sphincter Gilbert
thought he was having a hot poker was being forced into his
butt.  He was starting to whine in his pain.  Hans turned
Gilbert's head and covered his mouth with his.  As Gilbert
moaned into Hans' mouth the cock slide all the way into his butt
and Hans started rocking back and forth.  His cock was sliding
in and out.  Gilbert soon was moaning in sexual thrill more than
any pain he had felt.  When Hans climaxed in him Gilbert
climaxed too.  To his surprise a drop of clear fluid came out of
his cock for the first time.

	When he recovered he slipped back to his bunk.  The next
morning the older guys seemed to know what he had done last
night.  At least that was what Gilbert thought.  He was afraid
they knew.

	The next day he tried to tell himself he would not do it
again.  But by the time the crew had lunch Gilbert had to find
Hans.  He went to the barracks looking for him.  He was not
there, so Gilbert went to the office where they posted the daily
events.  He was about to ask where he was when he saw him
walking in the direction of the warehouse.  Gilbert rushed after
him.  By the time he got to the sliding door to the warehouse
Hans was not in sight.  Gilbert had to wait until his eyes became
accustom to the darkness.

	He started moving past the rows of supply shelves.  When
he found Hans he was gathering up cleaning supplies for the
barracks.  He told Gilbert to pitch in and carry some of it back to
the barracks.  Gilbert tried to tell him that he wanted to be alone
with him again.

	Hans put his arm around Gilbert before he picked up some
more suppliers and let him back to the barracks.  When they had
put the supplies into the storage cabinet Hans took Gilbert by the
hand and let him to his room.  When the door was closed and
locked, Hans took the boy into his arms and kissed him.

	They undressed each other and as Hans played with the
boys cock, as the boy kissed him.  Gilbert knelt to the floor and
sucked Hans cock as Hans rested against the door.  Before Hans
climaxed, Gilbert stopped.  He turned and lay over the metal
foot of the cot face down.

	Hans knew what he wanted and got the KY and prepared
both of them.  When he took hold of the boy's hips, the boy
shoved his butt backwards.  The cock was all the way in and
Hans' belly was slapping the boy's butt and Gilbert begged him
to fuck him harder.  Hans suddenly pulled him by the hips and
thrust his cock as deep as he could.  He moaned as he emptied
his cum into the boy's ass.

	When he was done Hans lifted Gilbert up and placed him
face up on the cot as he took the boy's cock into his mouth and
sucked him.  To his joy the boy came in is mouth and he tasted
Gilbert's first cum.


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