Date: Sat, 7 Mar 2015 04:16:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ben DOver <benjamin_dover69@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hawk Boy

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This is a short story inspired by a five second encounter that really
happened.  Nothing else really happened.  Enjoy!

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I exited the elevator on the fourteenth floor, taking a left to get to my
office.  We had received a huge amount of snow that our southern town just
couldn't handle and practically everything was closed down, including all
the offices in our building.  I lived about a mile away, and at twenty
seven and single, I didn't have a lot to do during the week if I wasn't
working.  The roads were fairly flat between work and home, so I ventured
out in my AWD Outback, and even though I slipped a few times, I made it to
the parking garage under my building.  There were only three other cars on
this level, so I assumed our building was basically deserted.  As I walked
to my office, the last one on the right, the door from the stairwell,
located just beyond my office, and on the left, opened up.  Low and behold,
a very cute boy exited and started walking toward me.  He hesitated for a
second when he saw me, he probably thought this floor was deserted, but
then he kept moving.

'Nice Hawk, Man!'  I exuded.

'Thanks', he replied shyly.

We both continued on our way and I could not resist looking back at him,
checking out his slight butt.  As a purveyor of cute boys, I gave him a
ten.  Most of my random encounters with boys ended with us having some sort
of sexual contact, at least in my mind.  I try to take in as many details
as I can in the short periods of time available to me.  This boy was a real
cutie, and right in my wheelhouse, somewhere around eleven years old.  My
comment was provoked by his Mohawk, about five inches of dark brown hair,
flopping over at the moment, surrounded by smooth skin.  I noticed as we
passed he was about as tall as my nipples, and I am six feet one inches, so
that put him about four feet ten maybe?  He had large oval brown eyes and
long brown eyelashes, one of the first things I noticed about his face.  A
dusting of freckles covered his tiny upturned nose, perched above thick
pink lips.  His smile back at me was crooked and showed just a bit of white
teeth.  I could tell he was slender, even under his gray hoodie and blue
down vest.  He had black straight leg jeans, not skinny jeans, just
straight leg and his feet were covered by red and blue Nikes.  He was a
very striking boy.  One I would think about for days, I was sure.

I went into my office and piddled around, making a couple calls and sending
a few emails.  After an hour and a half or so, I thought I needed to pee.
The closest bathroom was in the communal hall outside my office so that is
were I headed.  As I passed the foyer outside the elevators, I saw my boy
sitting with his legs over the arm of a chair, looking at his phone. His
vest and hoodie were on the chair beside him, leaving him in a dark blue
t-shirt with The Clash written on it. I couldn't pass up this opportunity,
so I stopped and turned toward him.

'I love the Clash, one of my favorite all time bands.'  He looked up and
just stared at me.

'You here with your Dad?'  I asked.

He spoke to me, 'Nah, my Mom.  She works two floors down.  These chairs are
more comfortable,' he explained.

'Is she a lawyer?' I asked, knowing there was a law firm on the twelfth
floor.

'No, paralegal.  She's working on some cases for her boss.'

'Oh', I said.  I think I knew his Mom.  A kinda middle aged punk girl, with
spiky hair and funky clothes.  'Is Nancy your Mom?  Blond hair, kinda
short?'

'Yeah' he answered. 'Do you know her?'

'Enough to talk on the elevator.  She seems really cool.  That probably
makes you really cool too!'

He just looked at me.  Oh, shit.  I got too familiar too fast.  Oh well,
one of these days a boy will jump my bones.  Hah!

'Nice talking to you.  Hang here as long as you want.'  My eyes dropped
from his face to his crotch and lingered for a couple seconds before they
returned to his eyes.  I couldn't make anything out, no big bulge or
hard-on he was hiding, I just couldn't help myself looking.  A boys crotch
draws me right in.

He nodded to me but I could see from the wall mirror he was watching me as
I went on into the bathroom.  I was washing my hands when the bathroom door
opened, just a few seconds after I entered.

'Hey again' I said to the boy as he entered.  'What's your name anyway?
I'm Sammy.'  I dried my hands and stuck out my right hand to him.

'Josh', he answered and reached out to my hand.  Oh his hand was so soft,
and attached to thin arms with a dusting of light eider down.  He had a
typical loose limp boy handshake, which made me wonder if he had a Dad at
home to teach him how to shake.

'Oh c'mon Man', I smiled.  'Hold your wrist solid and give a firm grip and
shake.'

I held my hand out again and he grinned sheepishly and brought his hand up.
This time he did a much better job and as a bonus I got to touch him again.

'Much better.  That was a proper handshake.'

He smirked a little and headed over to the urinals.  He choose the forth
out of five urinals and unzipped his pants.  He pulled his t-shirt up and
bent his chin down to secure it.  I followed him, and ignoring bathroom
etiquette, I went to number three, right beside him. I unzipped and pulled
my dick out, further than I normally would.  I turned slightly toward him
and held it with my left hand so he could get a good look if he wanted.  I
didn't have a big dick, and was more a grower than a show-er, but he was
causing me to start to harden, so there was more to look at than normal
when I was soft.  He was looking straight ahead, but he had not shoved
himself into the urinal, like some boys and men do.  I turned my head
slightly toward him and looked downward.  I realized he had unbuttoned his
pants as well as unzipping and I could see a nice brown pubic bush, still
fairly sparse but more that just a beginning, and a three inch long
uncircumcised tan penis.  I reassessed his age, thinking he may be closer
to thirteen than eleven.  He pulled his foreskin back, revealing a moist
blue glans.  Neither of us were peeing, just standing there holding our
junk.  I could see him look my way and check me out.  That was very
exciting and I could feel myself chubbing up more.

'How old are you?' I asked, looking at his face.

'Thirteen.  How old are you?'  he smiled, not acting shy in the slightest.

'Heh, twenty seven,' I answered.  'I thought you were a little younger
until I saw that monster you're carrying around.'  Oh damn, what am I
doing?  This is a conversation for inside my head, not out loud to a
kid. Even a really hot kid holding his dick beside me.

'It get's bigger when it gets hard.  I have the biggest one of all my
friend in the seventh grade' he boasted,

'Oh yeah?  How big does it get?'  This was ridiculous.  I could not believe
I was flirting with this kid in the bathroom.  I'm going to end up getting
arrested, losing my job, and destitute.  But I didn't care at the moment.
I was getting really sexed up and all kinds of wild thoughts were going
through my head.

'Five inches' he claimed.

'Wow, that's just an inch smaller than mine!'  When I said that he looked
directly at my dick and nodded.

'Let's see it' I dared.

Now I was beyond the point of no return.  I had asked to see his hard dick,
something that would get me put under the jail.

'You got to show yours too' he said and turned toward me and slowly stroked
his already starting to harden cock.

I turned more toward him and let him see my mostly chubbed up cock more
easily.  I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants and pushed them
halfway down my thighs.  I pulled my knit shirt up so he could get a real
good view.  He surprised me by doing the same, pushing his jeans down his
smooth legs almost to his knees.  My mouth was salivating.  I wasn't sure
how far this would go, but I was going to ride it as long as he let me.  We
slowly stroked our cocks to full erection.  He was right, he appeared to be
a thin five inches.

'Told you' he smirked. 'Yours is pretty big too'.

Mine wasn't, just average but a lot thicker than him. But Wow, a compliment
on my hard dick from a really cute kid!  I wasn't stopping now!

'Let's see how much bigger I am' I said and moved closer to him.  I bent
down so our balls were about even and thrust my hips toward him.  I boldly
reached out and pulled his dick next to mine.  He gasped but did not pull
away.  It appeared his head ended about where mine began, so about an inch
shorter.  I slowly started jerking both our cocks together.  He gasped
again.

'Never done that before' he said.  Not Stop Pervert, or Hey Fag or
screaming at the top of his lungs, Rape!  Just a simple statement.  I
figured he played with his friends since he knew he was the biggest, but I
wondered just how far he had gone.

'Does it feel good?  Do you want me to stop?' I asked.

He looked up at me, 'Nah, it feels good.'

'Cool,' I said and continued to stroke us together for a few seconds.  'Do
you want me to do something that feels even better?  Do you trust me?'

'What do you want to do?' he asked.

'This' I said and let go of our dicks.  I knelt before him and swallowed
his cock down to his pubes in one fell swoop.  I started moving up and down
his shaft while holding onto his butt, pulling him into my mouth.  This was
heaven.  His butt was soft and warm under my hands.  His cock was clean and
hot and soft and hard and I could not believe I was sucking it. His head
was slightly thicker than his shaft, and I was stopping to lick it on my
upward strokes before taking it to the back of my mouth on my downword
strokes.

'Oh shit,' he said and grabbed onto my head, thrusting his hips forward and
back, fucking my mouth.  I didn't know if he had done this before, or if he
was just a natural fucker.  He was groaning and saying Oh Fuck and Oh Shit
and Damn while thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth.  I was increasing
my suction and on his outward strokes I was sucking his foreskin over his
head then pushing it back down as he pushed into my mouth.  I started
fondling his balls in his still smooth sack and got even more
encouragement.  I was dripping saliva from the sides of my mouth and he was
going even faster.  His balls started to pull upward and I knew he would be
cumming soon.

'Gonna cum' he gasped out but made no move to remove his cock from my
mouth.  He thrust faster and harder, so much so I just stopped moving and
let him have his way with my mouth.

'Unghhh' he grunted and pushed his dick in as far as it would go and held
it.  He started spurting and I started swallowing.  Sweet boy cum that I
had not tasted in over ten years was pulsing from his dick and filling my
mouth and throat.  He pulled out then back in and more cum was shooting
down my throat.  This boy was a real cummer and I was having a hard time
keeping it all in, but I managed.  He probably shot six times before he
pulled all the was out.  I followed his dick out and started licking it
from the base to the head, ensuring I got every last drop.

'Too sensitive' he said and pulled away.  I stood up and looked him in the
eye.

'Did you like that?' I asked.

'Yeah, better than any of my friends can do.  That was really cool but I'm
not doing you back' he said as he backed away a bit from me.

I laughed, 'Only do what you want to do.  That's the way I play it.  But I
am gonna jerk off and I hope you will watch cause that will be really hot.'

'I'll jerk you, I don't mind doing that' he said as he moved back toward me
and fisted my hard cock with his soft hand, a much smaller hand than I was
used to.  His touch sent tingles all the way to my toes. He put his other
hand around my waist and held onto my hip.  That sent tingles up to my
eyeballs.

'I saw you look at me and thought you might want to do something' he
explained.

'Ohhhh,' I groaned, 'You feel so good.'  He started slowly jerking me. I
was in complete heaven.  My eyes started closing, but I forced them open, I
didn't want to miss a second of this.  He sped up, his hand becoming a blur
on my dick.  He was really good at this and I bet he had practiced with
other boys, or maybe even men.  He watched my cock as he jerked it,
speeding up then slowing down, squeezing tight then loosening up. I watched
his cock too. He hadn't pulled up his pants, and his still wet, softening
dick was bouncing around from the hand job he was giving me.  I reached my
arm around him and held onto his bare butt and pulled him to my side, his
dick squished against my bare leg.  He had me ready to blow very fast.

'I'm gonna cum' I told him and he aimed my dick toward the urinal.  A
couple more jerks and I was blasting out cum into the urinal.  He kept
jacking me while I shot again and again.

'Damn you shoot a lot,' he admired.  He kept stroking me until there was no
more left to shoot. He let go of my dick and looked at the cum on his hand.
He then surprised me by lifting his hand to his nose and sniffing it, then
brought it too his mouth and licked!  Damn!

'Stronger than mine' he said.  'About like my older friends.'

I was shocked.  I was also wondering if this scene or something similar
could play out again.  He pulled his pants up and we stared at each other.

'Thanks, Josh. That was pretty incredible.  Do you think we could do it
again sometime?'

Josh just smiled. 'I know where you work' and he walked out the door,
leaving me with my pants down, a wonderful cum taste in my mouth, a still
dripping cock, and thoughts of a repeat in my head. Damn I was glad I came
into work today!