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GLENN AND KEVIN    (man/boy)


Standard disclaimer, bla bla bla, if you are not an adult according to
the law, the government doesn't want you to have erotic
titillation and your mind shall remain virgin even though you've been
cumming for the last six years. Do not read this.

Furthermore, people who are easily offended, people who are not
interested in sex stories involving young boys and people on a crusade to
cleanse the world should NOT read this.

Whoever is left should be able to understand that this is only fantasy.

I did not write this. I'm posting it for somebody else. Hope you like
it. Send comments to an166744@anon.penet.fi



written by BASE.               (04/95)



                        Glenn and Kevin


  "Men resolved on the first opportunity rarely wait for long"

                  -The Duke of Warwick, 1470



   It was a rainy monday morning, the original bad hair day, and the
cold office was only slowly coming to life. Glenn was staring over a
steamy cup of coffee at a photograph on the neighboring desk. The
blond boy's photo had long ago enthralled him. It was a typical
school portrait and the child was dressed in his catholic uniform.
The kid managed a boyish smile so captivating that all of Glenn's
attention was often fixed onto the child's image.  The boy's shinny
blue eyes seemed to stare right back at him.  His buttony little
nose and round freckly cheeks could brighten even the gloomiest
morning. Glenn had never met the boy, but had spoken to him on the
phone when he called his mommy at work.  The kid would call often,
several times a day, and when Glenn got him on the line, he'd try and
keep the kid talking as long as he could.  Glenn would bask in the
boy's soft, squeaky voice while mesmerized by the enticing
photograph.

   The little blond boy's name was Kevin. Kevin was only half
italian, went to St. Adain's school and was 11 years old. His
parents were divorced, but he saw his father regularly. It wasn't a
messy divorce and his parents were still friendly. He liked race
cars, hockey and skiing.  He had just gotten a brown puppy named
Toby for which had to promise to take piano lessons and make an
effort at sitting still in school.  That's about all Glenn knew about
the boy.  His mother didn't really have any close friends at the
office and Glenn's phone conversations with the kid were always
tantalizingly short as mommy would usually pick up the line within
a few seconds.  Still, Glenn could revel in the boy's likeness so
proudly displayed and use the boy's image in luscious fantasies.
But this story isn't about Glenn's fantasies.  It's about a certain
grey monday in April when little Kevin came to visit his mommy's
office.

   Glenn was pleasantly surprised when Ann announced that her sister
would be dropping off little Kevin just after lunch. Ann had
never brought her young son to work before, but that morning was
special.  The boy was going to spend spring recess in Ireland,
with his grandparents and had to be at the airport by five
o'clock.  That meant Kevin would be hanging around the office
for hours. Glenn could hardly wait.  Of course, the long morning
was drawn out by anticipation.  At one point, it seemed to Glenn
that it had been 10:36 am for about three hours.  As he ploughed
through the eternal mountain of work on his desk and counted the
long minutes his eyes were irresistibly drawn back to the boy's
portrait.  The boy's eyes seemed to tease and tempt him with an
indescribable radiance that lured his imagination like a moth to
a flame.  But soon, very soon now, the little boy would be in
that same room in the flesh. Glenn would at least get to shake
hands with him and touch the silky softness of his yellow hair.
He couldn't wait to talk to the boy in person and hear his
charming little voice direct from his own lips and not distorted
by miles of copper wire.

   Noon finally arrived and Glenn broke for lunch. He ate at his desk for
fear of missing the child's arrival.  Glenn had just scrapped the last
spoonful of blueberry yogurt from the round canister as the dark
wall clock chimed once. At that moment, the little boy stepped into
the office from the busy hallway.  Glenn had been conscious of the boy
from the instant he stepped into the room. His searching blue eyes
scanned the area, noted Glenn only briefly, and then rested on the
wooden desk top that bore his portrait.  The boy trotted over.  A
tall blonde woman, who looked remarkably like him was close behind.
Kevin's mother must have been at the ladies room or at xerox.
The little boy hopped up onto his mother's chair and began exploring
the desk top. His busy hands opened every drawer, flipped through the
rolodex and looked under every scrap of paper.  His tired aunt only
reminded him that things on his mother's desk might be private and
that it wasn't polite to snoop.  Kevin frowned and grabbed his
own picture, almost in defense.

   Glenn's attention had been stuck on the boy from the minute he came
into the room.  He was careful and avoided staring at him too
obviously.  Then, their eyes met and the boy's face erupted into a
warm smile that melted Glenn on the spot like so muc hot butter.

"Hi!" the boy said brightly.  "My name's Kevin"

"I know!" Glenn answered "I'm Glenn...we've spoken on the phone before"

"Hi Glenn!" said the little boy "You're just like I pictured you!"

"Well now! Is that good or bad?"

"Good, I guess" said the boy.

   Glenn looked over at the blond woman, standing over the boy and
offered his hand.

"Glenn...Glenn Peters" he said. "I work with your sister"

"Hi, I'm Margaret Fuller" she said "Pleased to meet you.  Yes, Ann told
me about you."

"All good things, I hope"

"Only the best"

"Hey, is this your desk Glenn?" Kevin interrupted.

   Just from his voice, Glenn had figured the kid was a bit hyper, but this
waify little ball of energy was even more hyper than he had expected.
Kevin fairly leaped onto his chair and disturbed the mound of papers
on the desk waiting for Glenn's attention.  They'd have to wait a bit
longer since Kevin was soaking up every drop right of Glenn's
attention now.

"Kevin, that's not very polite, get down from Glenn's desk this instant.
Really, you're like a little indian sometimes."

   The boy's mother strode into the room and literally lifted the child
from the desk top by his arm.

"I'm sorry...." she began, but Glenn interrupted her.

"Hey, don't sweat it Ann!  Kevin and I are old friends, right little
buddy?"

"YEAH!" agreed the boy "We talk together on the phone all the time."

"Well, all the same it isn't like a gentleman to go crawling over people's
desks"

"Awww mom"

"Hey, its really okay Ann" Glenn defended the boy "look, the kids gonna be
cooped up in here all afternoon and then he's gonna be stuck on a plane
for 6 hours.  Let him play at my desk if he likes, there nothing important
on it anyway."

"That's very nice of you Glenn, but if he gets in your way, just scoot him
off. The little guy can really get to you"

`You have no idea...'  Glenn thought, but  "Don't worry I'll keep my eyes
on him" was what he said.

   Ann's sister left and work resumed in the office. Little Kevin
had kept himself busy with a set of colored markers.  Glenn had spent
the last hour absorbed by the beautiful boy at the corner of  his
desk.  The smell of the boy was enchanting an even the sound of his
breathing was delightful.  The way the boy would wrinkle his nose
or bit his lip as he scribbled on the white paper almost made Glenn
laugh out loud.  And every once in a while the two would exchange
glances; quick, private accolades whose meaning Glenn began to wonder
at.  All Glenn had expected was to be in the same room with the boy
for the afternoon, but he and the little tyke had hit it off in
some way and the kid was spending hours with him.  Glenn was grateful
for even that much good fortune.  But the fates had much more in
store for little Kevin and Glenn that day.

   It was almost half past two when Ann was called into a meeting.

"Glenn, be a dear and watch Kevin for me" she asked "I think he really
likes you.  I've never seen him sit so quite for so long."

"My pleasure Ann"

"Oh, and there's some money in my top draw" she called over her shoulder
"could you get him a sandwich or something from downstairs if he's hungry?"

"Sure thing.  I'll take good care of him"

   Little boys are always hungry.  His mom wasn't gone ten minutes
before Kevin and Glenn were headed toward the elevator.

   Now elevators are strange contraptions.  Some seem to have minds of
their own.  Perhaps,  had either of them noticed the unsigned inspection
certificate, what followed would never have happened.  But who pays
attention to such things anyway?

   The machine came to a sudden and wrenching halt.  The lights went out.
Glenn felt his stomach go all queasy as the little boy started to cry.

"Easy champ" said Glenn, straining to see in the pitch black.

   He put his arms around the terrified child clutching desperately at his
leg.  Just as suddenly, the lights came back on, but the elevator was
still stalled between floors. Kevin was sobbing lightly and held the
man's leg tight.  Glenn pushed all the buttons, but nothing worked.

"Take it easy kid, were okay" he said running his fingers through the
blond hair to comfort the child.

"You sure?" the boy sniffled

"Absolutely!! ol' Bestsy stalls out most every day" Glenn lied. "She'll
start up again any minute now".  After a few minutes, the boy stopped
crying, but refused to loosen his grip on Glenn's leg.  Not that Glenn minded,
but he didn't want the child to be scared.

"Look kiddo, I promise, were gonna be okay"

   But there was nothing for it.  The two would just have to wait until
the elevator started again.  Glenn had pushed the alarm and he was sure
that someone already knew they were trapped. The boys chest was pressing
into Glenn's crotch and a tingly sensation shot through the man's loins.
The boy's touch had moved him. Uncontrollably, his cock began to expand.
The child was suddenly aware of it.  Glenn blushed redly as the boy looked
up at him.

"You got a stiffy!" said the child mischievously.

"That's just `cause I'm scared" Glenn lied.

"Oh no" said the boy "that's not why you get a stiffy, just cause you're
scared"

"Oh yeah, okay little Mr. know-it-all, why do YOU get a stiffy?"

"Cause I'm horny!" said the imp

Glenn looked all around the box.  He was trapped alright.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!" said the boy "I got one too..wanna see??"

   Glenn's head nearly split in two. He'd spent months dreaming about this
kid and now the boy was offering to let him see his golden little dick.
He pinched himself to make sure he was awake.

"Just our secret?" Glenn asked in a whisper?

"A'course, silly, whaddya think I'm a dopey kid?"

   Glenn almost collapsed in the corner as the boy, smiling wickedly, began
to take his pants down.  He unbuckled his belt and slowly lowered his
zipper.  Glenn's eyes grew wide as the white cloth was unveiled, inch by
delectable inch.   There was an unmistakable little bulge in the
fabric.  It was Kevin's little piece of boy-meat struggling to be
freed.

"Ready?" asked the boy

"Ready!" Glenn gasped.

   The boy's small hands pushed the fabric down to his knees in one
motion.  The little dick sprang out instantly into view.  Glenn's eyes
drank in the succulent beauty of the small circumcised cock and tiny
jelly bean shaped testicles.  Kevin giggled as he saw a look of
passion and longing seize Glenn's face.

"awwwwww, c'mon and bring that little thing closer!"  Glenn pleaded.

   The boy shuffled over, his stiff cock swinging in little circles and
his balls flopping up and down.  He stopped only when his genitals
were just inches from the man's face.  The boy could feel the man's
hot breath on his dick and it gave him goose bumps.  Glenn stared closely
at the heart shaped head and tiny piss slit.  His eyes perused the
scant length of thin shaft.  Where it disappeared into the wrinkly
skin of the boy's scrotum, Glenn thought he could just barely make out a
dusting of yellow peach fuzz,  hinting at the puberty which must one
day, like an early frost, extinguish this magnificent boyhood.  Glenn
drank in the musty boy-smell and playfully blew hot air on the kid's
dick which responded by engorging with blood.

"Ohhh, that feels good!" the boy giggled.

"You got a really nice pee pee" said Glenn "can I play with it?"

   The boy nodded his consent.
   The child shivered with pleasure as Glenn's hand wrapped around his small
cock and gently began to masturbate the boy.  Glenn watched the little
dick head pop in and out of view as his warm hand rode up and down the
shaft. Glenn thrilled at the looks of grateful rhapsody on the boy's
face.  With his other hand, Glenn began to fondle the kid's little
jewels.  One by one he rolled each lightly in between his forefinger
and thumb and tickled the sensitive spots under the boy's sac.  The
child began to moan softly.  The little dick was now only centimeters
from Glenn's lips and he continued blowing on the sensitive head.  That
made the kid's whole body quiver.

"Oh Glenn, that feels soooo good"

"Hey Kevin, wanna feel something even better?"

"oooohhhhh....what could feel better??"

"This!"

   Glenn took the precious boy meat into his mouth and swished his hot
tongue all around the bulging head.

"eeeeeeeeeeeeeeahhhhhhhooooooohhooo" the boy moaned loudly.

   The kid threw his head back and began to pant loudly like some bitch in
heat.  Glenn sucked the boy-cock all the way into his mouth so that he
could tickle the tiny testicles with the tip of his tongue as he sucked
the kid off.  Meanwhile, his hands kneaded the boy's white asscheeks
and his forefinger searched for the tight asshole. By now Kevin was
a quivering mass of ecstatic jelly. The rest of his body seemed to have
disappeared and he was become simply a pelvis.  The boy was aware only
of the pure joy in his groin.  The man's large index finger was poking
in and out of the boy's quivering anus.

   Kevin began to rock back and forth as he plunged his raging cock
into Glenn's eager mouth and pulled it out again.  Glenn was easily
taking the boy's entire genitalia into his mouth.  He could feel the
kids cock ramming into the back of his throat hile the little balls
spanked the tip of his tongue.  Just as Glenn was wondering how much
more of this the kid could take, his answer came.  And so did
Kevin.  The kid's young body spasmed and doubled over, falling
stiffly into the man's arms.  Of course, the boy was too young to
have shot down Glenn's aching throat, but somehow Glenn knew this wasn't
the kids first orgasm.  After a few moments the boy caught his
breath.

"WOW!" said the huffing boy "that was like Christmas, Easter and my
birthday all rolled into one!"

Glenn laughed "That good uh?"

"uh hu!...You even made my coolie tingle!"

"Did you like that?"

"And how!  I like that especially!"  As the boy said those words, he
began to rub Glenn's still raging hardon.

"Once at camp, my counselor put his stiffy right up there!"

Glenn nearly choked on his own breath.

"Did you like it?"

"Uh hu!  It hurt at first, but he went slow and then it was the best
thing I ever felt"

   The kid had unzipped Glenn's pants and his little hand was now
massaging the grown-up dick through a thin veil of white cotton.
Their eyes met and they both knew what was gonna happen next.

"You sure about this kiddo?  That's an awfully big one"

   The boy's small hand freed  Glenn's cock and clutched the hot shaft,
just below the pulsing head.  He pulled up and down lightly and gasped
at the size, shape and texture of the mature flesh.

"I can take it!" The boy said confidently, still staring down at Glenn's
man sized cock.

"Alright" said Glenn "but if it hurts ya gotta tell me, okay"

"Okay" the boy agreed.

   Kevin was just the right size.  The boy didn't even have to bend
down.  Glenn just lubed up his meat with a hand full of spittle and eased
the tip of his cock head into the child.  He felt the blond boy tense up
as his dick head passed through the objecting sphincter.

"You okay champ?" Glenn asked, with heavy breaths.

"Um hum, it just stings a little"

"I'll go real slow, okay little buddy?"

"um hm...slow.."

   The man gently pushed his cock further into the kid's hot ass.  It took
a while, but soon the boy was wriggling on Glenn's shaft, like some
masochistic bunny rabbit happily impaled on a skewer.  Glenn saw the
sweat erupt on the kids back as his cock reached deeply into the boy's
bowels.  All at once, the boy's anus seemed to surrender.  Glenn felt all
resistance end.  The kid moaned loudly.

"awwwwwwwwoooooooowww.....oh, Glenn, that feels soooo goood...oh, fuck me
Glenn, fuck my coolie"

   That simply drove the man wild.  He starting pumping the kid's ass.
Incredibly, the boy's ass seemed to swallow the whole adult cock.  Glenn
fucked him faster and faster.  The boy grunted and moaned, his mind
lost in regions where pain and delight flow together in tearful bliss.
Glenn started fucking the kid with abandon until his whole body felt like
a furious volcano erupting with passion.  Ever deeper his cock invaded
the boy until Glenn thought his dick would come out the kid's mouth.
Finally, in five wild, desperate strokes, Glenn sprayed the kid's guts
with white hot man-juice.  As his cock fell out of the boy, there was a
loud pop and torrents of jizum flowed from the fiery-red hole.

   The elevator doors opened with an uneasy jerk.  Kevin ran out into
his mother's anxious arms.  Glenn stepped out slowly behind the boy.

"Oh, my baby, my little man!" Ann cried.  "I was sooo worried

"Its okay Mommy, Glenn took good care of me!"

"Glenn, oh poor Glenn...are you alright...locked in an elevator with this
little guy for over an hour...did he drive you crazy?"

"Hmmm, actually, Ann we had a great time!" Glenn laughed "Kevin's a
very special little guy."

Ann looked at them both in amazement.

"We are talking about THIS Kevin" she said pointing down to her son.

"Course we are mom!" said the blond boy "like I told ya, Glenn and I are
best friends!"

"Really" said Ann in disbelieve "Well, that's a kick!  Hey Glenn, I don't
suppose you'd consider a little baby-sitting?"

"Oh, I don't know" said Glenn winking at the boy "it's possible."


THE END.

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