Date: Mon, 24 Feb 2003 09:43:07 -0800 (PST)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: I'll Try The McBoi  pt II

Like me, he loved being in the wind, knees to the breeze. He held on tight,
whispering in my ear when something caught his eye and frequently laughing,
his voice a sweet preteen melodic sound that I loved. We shot up over the
Pali then up the Windward coast, stopping from time to time to give our
asses a rest or to see some of the places that Rhian had never seen
before. Which included practically the entire island.

We ate burgers at Kua'aina on the north shore before continuing on our
journey, heading farther up the island past Mokule'ia to Kealia beach where
I parked the bike and we got off and hiked. There is no road around the
western most tip of the island, and barely a hiking trail. After a twenty
minute hike along the lava rock strewn coastline we came to some pools in
the rock at the waterline. We climbed the down the rough rock hillside
where I dumped the backpack.

"This is way cool" Rhian said, looking at the hot tub sized pool, which
filled at high tide then sat heating in the sun when the tide was out, like
it was then. Waves crashed on the lava bed only ten feet away but the
height of the rock at the sea's edge prevented us from getting hit.

I shrugged off my all my clothes except the board shorts, urging Rhian to
do the same, then we slowly slipped down into the pool of water that had to
be ninety degrees at least. Chest deep in the middle, there was plenty of
rock outcropping under the water level for sitting on, which we both did. I
back up to the top of the hill some fifty feet or more in the distance then
scanned up and down the coast line. It appeared that we had the place to
ourselves so I stood up and slipped my board shorts off, hanging them on a
rock close to me just in case. Rhian laughed then stood and did the same
then moved close to me in the center of the pool.

We bobbed there a while, nothing but our heads sticking out of the warm
water. It really was like having a hot tub at the ocean's edge. I reached
out underwater and found Rhian's boyhood pride and joy, everything soft and
hanging in the ultra warm water. I fondled him as we bobbed there, bringing
him to a hardness that in a few short moments rivaled the hardness of the
lava rock.

Eyes closed, he murmured, "God that feels so good Corey I could stay here
for hours."  I moved in closer to him and began kissing his perfectly
shaped lips as I began stroking on his firm boy flesh and fondling his
smooth hairless balls. One of his hands had reached out and found me, fully
engorged as well, and was fondling and stroking on me as he kissed me in
return.  I continued to scan the trail in both directions and not seeing
anyone suggested something new, which the panting cute young boy was all
for. I pulled my board shorts off the rock and found a spot close to the
top of the pool where Rhian could sit. I laid the shorts down for him then
had him sit and put my head between his delicious smooth thighs and began
licking on his smooth balls. I moved upward, to the base of his rigid
preteen flesh and licked up its' length to the helmet shaped head. I licked
and suckled him, then took the cock into my mouth almost all the way to
its' root. The boy moaned loudly, his hands holding my head as I sucked his
cock. I kept it up for a few minutes then stopped and looked around again
and seeing that we were safe told him to turn around and get on his knees.
He did so, leading his chest on the rock edge, his glorious white boy's ass
sticking in the air.

I licked up and down the cleft of his ass three or four times before
putting my hands on the firm orbs and opening them up like a clam shell,
exposing his center, the pink bud of virgin muscle. Fuck it was so
beautiful looking and I just leaned in and stuffed my tongue inside.

"Oh fuck," Corey, he moaned loudly, as I tongued his asshole, licking and
slurping all around it and over it and trying to force my tongue inside the
hole. The boy was hot as all hell as I moved from his asshole down along
the seam to his soft under balls. He wiggled and screamed in delight as I
hit spots that had never been hit.

"God I have to cum Corey, make me cum please make me squirt out," he said,
almost out of breath. I reached between his legs and began stroking his
hard cock while I went back to licking inside his hole. It didn't take long
before he was screaming out as his cock was streaming out and I could feel
his hole constrict on my tongue. Hot. Fucking hot hot hot. He finally
settled down and turned around, throwing his arms around my neck and
kissing me fiercely on the lips. "Oh man that felt so good Corey where did
you learn to do that. What does it taste like, is it fun to lick on someone
like that, was it fun to lick on me?"

"Oh baby boy, I love rimming but rimming you, licking on you is the most
wonderful thing in the world. Well, next to sucking your delicious cock I
mean." He laughed his wonderful sweet sound. I went on to explain that
rimming was fun both as passive and active. I loved doing it, found it
extremely hot. I love cumming while I was doing it, made the climax so much
better, at least for me.

"Well I wanna try doin it to you Corey."

"Right now, here," I asked and he replied that yes, he meant right there. I
picked him up off the rock and set him in the middle of the pool then took
the position that he had, knees on the board shorts and my chest on the
rock. I felt him pull my cheeks apart then the incredible feeling of his
small tongue licking my smooth hairless asshole. I reached behind me and
pulled one cheek, helping him to achieve his goal. His other hand then
moved down and fondled and squeezed on my balls, hanging freely there for
him. He continued licking and sucking as his hand moved forward and grabbed
onto my cock and began stroking it.  Fuck I was hot. Knowing in my minds
eye that this beautiful young boy was the one that was producing the
intense feelings was all but too much. I was moaning and groaning as Rhian
tried to force his tongue inside my hole and all of a sudden it was time.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum oh God I'm gonna cum Rhee", I moaned out just before my
cock erupted. Rhian stroked faster and harder as my balls send forth a
creamy tribute to the Hawaiian Gods and I began feeling almost faint.
Finally my body stopped sending out liquid, Rhian removed his hand and lips
from my body and I slowly turned around and sat. The boy was sporting a big
smile. He knew how it felt to me.

"Did I do a good job Corey, was it good for you." He asked needlessly. I
reached out to him and he fell into my open arms and I hugged him tight to
my body.

"It was fucking incredible Rhian, I've never felt anything so intensely
wonderful. How did you like it?"  He said that it was fun and he liked it
but was looking forward to doing it once we were in bed, that it would be
so much better that way. That told me a lot. A whole lot about the tender
young thing's plans for me and for his summer vacation.

"I agree baby boy, it will be so much more fun in my bed."  We kissed and
held each other for a short bit then I saw movement along the trail so
broke us up and we climbed out of the pool and got our board shorts on
before those on the hillside saw us. Not that I cared much one-way or the
other.

We climbed back up the steep rock hillside and onto the trail and headed
back toward the trailhead and my bike to discover a couple of local boys
standing close to it, touching things, mostly getting greasy fingerprints
on the chrome. What bothered me most was the fast ass that was sitting on
it. Dumb fucking move. You don't ever mess with a man's bike.

As I approached they all looked at me, the two standing guys moving away
slightly. The guy on the bike didn't appear as though he was gonna move and
frankly, it wouldn't have mattered if he did or didn't. Fifteen feet away I
told Rhian to stay where he was.

Ten feet away fat ass looked at me and smiled, "Your bike brah?" he asked
in a voice that said I was a nobody and he was.

Five feet away I said, "Yup." The next two steps took me close and he was
getting ready to say something but I simply blasted him with a spear hand
to his Larynx. End of discussion. Clutching his wounded throat, he started
to fall off the bike and a fast shuto hand strike to the nose added a great
deal more pain, and a big mess, to his whole aura.

His buddies finally reacted, one of them puffing up and doing the big moke
strut thing and calling me a "hoale fucka" and coming around the tail end
of the bike at me. He moved like a lumbering rhino, smelled like one, and
was about as ugly. I side stepped him and spun around, my foot coming
around and connecting with his kneecap, which buckled with a loud crack,
dropping him like the tub of shit that he was.

So far I was into this situation less than thirty seconds and two were
down, solidly. I looked to the third guy who was starting my way with a pig
sticker in his hand.

I put my hand up and said stop and amazingly he did.

"You come closa widat ting, I take em away you and fuck you up bad den call
da pigs, you get arrested for attempted murda brah. You go Halava for
20. Take look you braddah's and tink 'bout whedda you really wan fuck wit
me brah, fuck up you life, eh."

He chose well, electing to put the knife away while he took a couple steps
backwards. I motioned for Rhian to come to me and as I got on the bike to
put the kickstand up, broken nose elected to threaten me with,

"I know where you stay brah, I gon fuck you up." I got off the bike and
went to him and looking down into his eyes, I kicked him hard on the back
of the top hand that was cupping his nose and trying to staunch the flow of
blood. He screamed as the bones in the top hand broke and the force of the
kick fed back into his nose and probably caused even more damage. I pulled
a wallet out of his back pocket, looked at his name and address then I got
down on my knees close to his ear.

"Brah," I whispered, "I no like beef witchew but bruddah, da nex time you
no walk 'way. You go in meat wagon. You unnastan?" and I gripped the hand
that I had just broken.  He screamed loudly and somewhere in there I heard
something that sounded like he understood what I meant.  The third guy had
come closer to tend to his buddies as I got on the bike and backed it up
before getting Rhian on it and firing it up.

"Brah, I see any you close where I stay.  You unnastan? He nodded his head
yes. "das good brah, you tell em," I said nodding to the two on the ground.
I started the bike and Rhian climbed on and I took off, spraying gravel all
over my two victims and not really giving a shit about it.  I broke the
speed limit from there all the way to Haleiwa, wanting to get away from the
place as well as work off some of the adrenaline. Rhian seemed to
understand and held on tight not saying anything until I hit the stoplight
at the main highway.

"Are you okay Corey," he asked in my ear?  I nodded my head in the
affirmative and the light turned green so I took off again, stopping at
Dole Plantation some 4 miles up the road. I parked the bike in what
appeared to be a relatively safe spot and shut it down.

"Why did you have to do that Corey," were the first words out of Rhian's
pretty little mouth. I let out a huge sigh. I didn't want to have to go
through a scene with the boy, not here, not anywhere.

"I'll tell you why Rhian but I need you to trust what I'm going to tell you
and then drop it. Can you do that?"

He nodded his head.

"First of all. With guys like that, there is only one way to treat them and
that is how they would have treated us and trust me when I tell you this,
both of us would be laying back there right now, seriously injured and my
bike would be gone if I had not done what I did and the way I did it. How
do I know this? Well, I know the type but I also recognized the small
tattoo on the wrists of all three of the guys, which you probably didn't
notice. They belong to an outlaw biker group. There is a cardinal rule in
the bike world and that is, you don't mess with another man's bike. You
don't touch it and you certainly don't sit on it without asking and most
respectable bikers wouldn't even consider sitting on another man's
bike. They knew that and they knew what they were doing. And, if you think
for an instant that you would have been spared any pain or discomfort
because of your tender age, you would be wrong. They would have hurt you
just as easily as they would have hurt me, maybe even have raped you. The
only choice I had was to do what I did, to attack and stay on the
attack. You saw that the last guy had a knife? The other two would have had
weapons as well and would have had no fear or concern about using them and
had I not gone on the offensive they would have used them. So, I did what I
did and now it's done and over. I don't think they'll bother me again but
I'll keep my eyes open. I do not like doing that kind of shit Rhian but
sometimes we have to. Now, do you want to go check this place out?"

He nodded his head and we did the whole tour thing and Rhian tried to seem
excited but he didn't quite make it.  Back at the bike I asked him what he
wanted to do and he shrugged his shoulders in an "I don't know" or "I don't
care" gesture.

"Okay," I said softly, "I guess maybe I should get you back home, it's
getting late." Since he didn't argue the point I headed toward the city
figuring that I'd get explicit directions once we got close to the
McDonald's where I found him, drop him off and that would be the end of
it. Not something I relished but despite how fucking drop bead beautiful he
was, and deliciously sexy, I wasn't about to spend a lot of time hanging
around a sullen pre-adolescent.

I took the appropriate exit and at a stop light asked over my shoulder for
directions. He gave them to me a stoplight at a time and five minutes later
we were sitting in front of a modern low rise with lots of landscaping and
electronic gates. He got off the bike and asked me to wait for him. I
started to protest and he interrupted,

"Corey, please wait, okay?" I nodded my head. Ten minutes later he returned
and climbed on the bike and said,

"Your place Corey," and wrapped his arms around my waist. I pondered that
for a moment and in my ear he added, "please."  Off we went.  He didn't say
anything until we got up to my apartment where he shed his shoes at the
laundry area then went into my bedroom and dropped his pack-pack.  He came
back to where I was standing in the living room, approaching me then
melting into my arms and hugging me tightly.

"I'm sorry Corey. I'm not used to seeing that kind of violence and I guess
seeing you act that way scared me a little since you've been so soft and
kind and stuff to me. I believe what you told me about them being not nice
men so I'm okay about that. I'm okay now and I don't want to be away from
you right now."

I hugged him back, rubbing his back and shoulders in the process.

"Okay," I said quietly, "Are you hungry, do you want something to eat?"

"No," he replied, equally softly, "I want you to love me."

I eased him out of my hug then bent down and scooped him up into my
arms. The boy was light as a feather as I carried him into my room and laid
him gently on the bed. I began by rubbing his chest gently before sliding
my hands up underneath his t-shirt, grazing across his little nipples then
rubbing down his ribcage, using enough pressure so as not to tickle. He
smiled at me, and we looked into each other's eyes as I moved along his
soft warm skin, feeling the firmness of boy muscle underneath. I undid the
button on his shorts, then slid the zipper down, revealing the dark cloth
of his Speedos. I rubbed there, where cloth met skin, allowing my thumbs to
slip under the elastic waistband ever so slightly, my fingers reaching
around his slender waist and rubbing along his gluteus medias before going
back north to his shoulders and starting the process again.

I eventually elected to pull at the waistband of his cargoes and he lifted
his slim boy-ish butt so I could get them down.  He had left his shoes and
socks by the door so there were no other obstructions as I pulled the cloth
down to his ankles then off. I reveled in the sight of him, so tender and
smoother, his boycock hardened under the cloth of his swim trunks, pushing
to be set free. I slid his t-shirt up and he offered just enough assistance
to get the thing off then settled back onto the bed, allowing me to
continue my ministrations. His breathing was coming faster as I massaged
him, adding his smooth legs to the body parts I had been rubbing. When I
went up his upper thighs, he spread his legs a little wider and my
fingertips pushed slightly on his balls, causing a slight gasp.

I stood up and pulled everything but my underwear off then lay beside him
and placed my hand on his firm belly then lowered my lips to his nipples,
licking across one three or four times before taking it into my mouth and
suckling it like a babe. Rhian moaned softly, his hands going straight to
my head and rubbing it as I sucked, my hand continuing to rub his belly,
then slip up and massage his breast and tweak his other nipple. Every so
often he would arch his back up as the intense sexual feelings ripped
through his young body, a louder moan escaping his throat as he did so.

I was rock ass fucking hard, the front of my underwear wet from precum as I
left his nipple and licked down to his belly button. My hand had moved to
his legs and was rubbing up and down them, barely touching his balls each
time I was at the apex of his crotch. I raised my head and looked at the
front of the Speedos, bulging from his hard preteen cock, seeing the darker
spot where he had leaked young precum in the throes of sexual excitement. I
lowered my head to the outline of his dick and wrapped my lips on it, then
exhaled, my warm breath going through the cloth and heating the flesh
hidden underneath. At the same time, my fingers had come up and slipped
inside the elastic leg band of his swim trunks and moved inward until I
found his pubic hairs. I rubbed there, my fingertips rubbing against his
throbbing boy cock causing more moans from the hot young boy.

"Take my Speedos of Corey please, they're tight and feeling uncomfortable
and my cock needs to be free, please take em off," he moaned. I did as he
requested, pulling the waistband of the cloth from under his ass. He had
lifted to help then sank back down as I pulled at the front, out and away
from his belly so as not to catch his steel boy flesh in the cloth. Using
both hands, the Speedos went the way of his cargoes, and my drop dead cute
preteen boy was laying before me, naked, in all his glory, a smile on his
beautiful face. I allowed my eyes to gaze over his glorious body, feasting
in the sight of him. He was all boy and all mine. I stared at that which
made him boy; his pale, rock hard cock, stretching toward his belly button,
the soft brown hairs curled on his pubic bone and his smooth hairless balls
hanging gently between equally smooth milky white thighs.

 My cock throbbed in anticipation and Rhian must have sensed it because he
whispered to me,

"Take your underwear off Corey, let me see your cock too." I stood up and
hooked my fingers in the waistband of my boxer briefs and slowly pulled
them out from my body. Rhian stared at my waist like a starving dog waiting
for a bone, in this case, my bone. His face split into a grin as I pulled
the cloth down, my six plus inches of hard pulsing cock springing free to
greet him. I let the cloth fall to the ground and stepped out of them as
Rhian raised his arms, beckoning me to come to him, and I did.

I got on the bed next to him, leaned down and gently laid my lips on his
and engaged him in long lingering kiss that he responded to in kind. I
allowed my free hand to tip toe downward until the head of his cock tapped
the back of my hand. I flattened my palm to his lower belly, feeling it's
firmness, then continuing to his sparse little patch of downy soft hairs. I
let my fingertips play there for a moment, raising my palm so that his
pulsing preteen cock rested on the back of my hand. I pushed on, my fingers
splitting around the base of his cock and two going down into the crease of
his crotch along side of his smooth balls. The area was a sensitive one for
the boy and he wiggled and giggled as I rubbed back and forth there a
moment before removing my hand and gliding down to cup his deliciously soft
smooth balls. I cupped and fondled and tugged gently on his little sperm
makers, causing much moaning and groaning and squirming on the part of
their owner.

I decided to replace my fingers with my mouth and slid down to his waist
and looked longingly at his boy hood pride and joy. The view before me was
better than any meal. His body was so intoxicating and knowing that he was
in the beginning stages of his sexual power, knowing that the feelings
going through his body were so totally intense only made it all the more
appealing. I moved down and got between his legs, which he spread wide to
give me room. I was in close, eyeballing his young balls, hanging so gently
between smooth white thighs. I stuck my tongue out and licked the bag,
moving it with my warm tongue. Rhian didn't make much noise until the
fourth or fifth lick and by then the feelings were tearing through him.

"Oooohhhh god," he moan as I kept on licking and slurping at his small
eggs, sucking one of them into my mouth and rolling it around gently before
letting it plop out. I used my lips and tugged on the wrinkled flesh of his
sac, pulling it away from his body. I licked and kissed my way up along the
crease of his groin where leg and pubic bone meet, causing more wiggling
and moaning and the gripping of my head with his hands as the area was of
utmost sensitivity.  His steel hard little cock was pulsing as blood
coursed through it and it stood at least and inch and a half up off of his
slender body, the now swollen little head pointed like a compass needle
toward his face.

I licked up along the shaft, reveling in the texture of the skin, the
rigidity of the flesh beneath it. I licked up across the underside of the
perfectly shaped head of his young cock causing Rhian to wiggle and
moan. It was time. It was time to set his sperm free from the confines of
his balls and I decided that giving it a new, if temporary, home in my
stomach was in order. I rolled back over his leg to that I had access to
his waist and laid my head on his firm little tummy. I was looking his cock
head in the eye, noticed the single tear covering the slit and snaked my
tongue out to capture it before moving in and taking the head into my
mouth. I suckled just the head for a moment, my tongue doing a full search
of it's surface while it stayed inside my mouth. Rhian was moaning, his
little ass squirming about until I put my head all the way down until my
lips touched his pubic hair on one side, his sagging balls on the other.

"Ooohhhhhhhh god Corey," he moaned loudly, "I need to cum soon please make
me cum soon, please."  What could I do but honor his request. I cupped his
balls, gently tugging and kneading them as I deep throated the young cock
of the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. Rhian thrust his hips in motion
with my bobbing, fucking his young flesh into my mouth, holding my head to
help him stay on task.

"Oh fuck Corey, oh fuck oh shit, OOOOHHHHHHHH," he cried out as his dick
thickened in my mouth and his warm sperm splashed onto the back of my
throat. He had already cum three time that day so there wasn't a great deal
of liquid, not that I would have had any difficulty swallowing what he
produced. His orgasm was over quickly so I just lay there for a moment with
his cock in my mouth, feeling it pulse with each beat of his heart, my head
bobbing with the rapid, but slowly, movement of his taut belly. I finally
took my mouth away from his deflating flesh and lay next to him, but not
for long as he rolled into me, arms thrown around my neck and kissing my
lips in a series of little pecks.

"God Corey you do makes me feel so good. Everything feels so awesomely good
and hot oh man." I told him I was glad that I could make him feel the way I
did, that doing it made me feel good as well.

"Do you want to cum too Corey, do you want me to make you cum," he asked.

"Sure Rhian, if you want to make me cum."  I told him to get the lube from
the nightstand by the bed, which he did, then pour it on my rock hard cock,
which he did. I explained that when he stroked me, if he paid more
attention to the head, I would get off a lot faster. He grasped onto my
slippery dick and began stroking it, sliding up over the head with each
stroke. He seemed to sense that squeezing tighter on the head would produce
more intense feelings so that is what he did and eventually he shortened
his strokes so that he was working only the sensitive head of my cock. He
was laying along side of me, looking into my eyes, kissing on my from time
to time as his hand made exquisite love to me.

"I'm almost there baby boy, I'm gonna cum really soon, oh god Rhee move off
the head, squeeze me tighter, move faster, oh god baby that's right, oh
god, UUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH," I moaned out at the last as my body tensed
and hot liquid roared up my shaft and blasted out onto my heaving chest and
belly.  Fortunately Rhian had moved his head out of the way or else he
would have worn about a quarter of a cup of cum since the first jet landed
almost at my neck and the rest of them created a gooey white path all the
way to my navel.  Knowing that it would feel good to me, Rhian kept
stroking although more slowly and my cock's disgorging slowed to a trickled
that pumped up and gently out of my piss slit then ran down the shaft and
onto the boy's thumb and knuckles.

"Gosh you make so much cum Corey," he said, awe in his young voice. "It
just makes me so surprised to see so much of it. And it's so thick too,
almost like glue."  I chuckled because I remembered when I was his age and
I saw the amount of sperm my first adult lover had produced and I had been
almost dumbstruck by it.  He finally stopped stroking then leaned down and
kissed me again, his hand resting in the puddle of cooling liquid on the
front of my body.

"Gosh Corey I squirted out four time today, that's a record for me, oh man
I didn't know my balls could make that much stuff." I chuckled and
congratulated him for his sexual abilities and he then thanked me. "You
helped make it happen Corey so you get a pat on the back too ya know," he
said with a huge grin.

We left the bed, got in the shower and cleaned off without a lot of
horseplay.  Rhian had said that he was getting hungry and he did have to go
home as much as he would love to sleep with me.

"Maybe I can spend the night sometimes Corey would that be okay?

I allowed as how it would be fine with me although his mother might have
some objections. He said that she didn't question him much that he could
easily let her believe that he was staying with a friend, and of course he
was, as he pointed out. I said we could play it by ear, that it could
happen.

We went out for pizza and I shared with him that I was leaving in the
morning to a neighboring island for two days as part of my work. He faked a
pout and informed me that he would just have to jack off and think of me
and I laughed and told him that I was in the same boat but that when I got
back we could get together if he wanted too. I gave him my phone number and
told him to give me a call on Wednesday afternoon.

When I dropped him off, he gave me a big hug, looked around and seeing that
we were mostly protected from view, gave me a hard lingering kiss, before
turning and heading through the locked gate of his building, waving as he
went around the corner.

I went back home, tried to read but kept coming back to Rhian, the day we
had spent together, his incomparable beauty and magnificent young body and
thinking how fucking lucky I was to be with him. If I never saw him again,
I'd still remember him for the rest of my life but I hoped and prayed that
wouldn't be the case.