Date: Fri, 10 Dec 2010 02:02:24 -0500
From: wild wing <wildwing66@hotmail.com>
Subject: I'M AVAILABLE - 4

When I returned, his clean clothes in hand, I discovered Kevin had already
staked a claim to one half of my bed.

"Seeing you don't have your pyjamas here's your clean underwear.  You can
sleep in them.," I directed.

"I don't wear pyjamas.  I don't wear anything.  I told you I like to be
naked."

"Suit yourself," I told him, "I'm going to make up the couch."

Kevin pinched up his mouth, screwed up his nose and glowered, "If you're
going to sleep on the couch then so am I."

I was a softy at heart. Besides, his provocative attitude had me on the
edge of losing self control again.  "All right," I conceded, "You win. Let
me grab my shower first."

I was hoping that he would be asleep by the time I returned.  I also used
the shower to reduce my libido again.  The self abuse was certainly not
difficult to perform.  I returned to my bed wearing my Fruit of the Looms
and as silently as possible slipped under the covers.

Kevin immediately rolled over making as much body contact as he could.
There was no mistaking his erection poking me in the side of my waist.  He
followed by draping an arm over my bare chest.  I did not protest.

"Oooh, I love the hair on your chest," he giggled.

I spoke harshly in response.  "Kevin it's near midnight.  We have to get up
in a few hours.  Let's get some sleep."

"Okay if you insist," he replied, "But let me give you a good night kiss
first."

"All right," I agreed, "But be quick about it."

I expected a typical Kevin Simpson peck.  Instead he slowly crawled on top
of me.  I could feel his hard cock make contact with my stomach. Some how
he found a way to pass a hand over my basket partially groping me in the
process.  Finally reaching my face he planted a long wet kiss on my lips.
Meanwhile he began to move his waist slowly up and down grinding his cock
between us.  He was seducing me!

I gulped.  My head was spinning.  I knew I wanted him as much as it seemed
he wanted me.  Yet I was fearful. I didn't know him or his mother well
enough yet.  Everything could explode in my face with devastating
repercussions for me and for Kevin.

I grabbed him in a bear hug and rolled over so that we ended up on our
sides.  He probably thought we were about to have wild passionate sex.
Instead I lectured him.  "Kevin it's too soon.  We hardly know each other.
I haven't even met your mother yet.  In a week or so you may decide you
don't like me after all.  If everything works out I'll give you all the sex
you want but not tonight."

With that I reached over and gently kissed his lips.

"Max I have already decided.  I love you.  I want to stay with you.  You
are better then a dad!"

I was overwhelmed by his commitment.  I grabbed him with both arms and held
him close.  I could feel both of our erections grind into each other and at
that point I didn't care.  I felt tears fall down my face.  I wanted to
commit to him so badly, just as he had done to me but I dare not.  A voice
kept telling me, 'Go slow! Go slow'. I finally compromised by saying, "I'm
not sure how this is going to work Kevin.  I see lots of problems ahead."

"Like what problems?" he queried.

"Not now Kevin.  We'll talk about it in the near future. Now as much as I'd
like to hold you all night we really must get some sleep."

Kevin responded by placing one more kiss on my cheek and then snuggling up
beside me.  The last thing I remember was looking at his blond locks in the
pale moonlight.

I awoke at some ungodly hour to a strange sensation.  Kevin's hand was
inside my Fruit of the Looms and it was no accident.  His hand was draped
over my semi limp member.  He was fast asleep.  I kissed him once more and
carefully extracted his hand.

The alarm sounded at seven in the morning.  I awoke staring into Kevin's
sparkling eyes. "Good morning," I grunted.

"Hi," he responded, "I love your cock."

"You what?" I exclaimed trying my best to sound suitably shocked.

"I said I love your cock.  I felt it while you were sleeping.  It's really
big and I love holding it!"

I stroked my chin and made a vague attempt at looking peeved.  In reality I
was enamoured with the fact that Kevin seemed totally at ease with his
sexuality. "I can't remember telling you that it was okay to hold my prized
possession."

Kevin just laughed.  He knew I wasn't upset.  "I wish I didn't have to go
to school today.  I would rather stay here and have sex with you.  Here
look!"

With that he yanked back the covers exposing himself and my tented
underpants.  A four plus inch hot poker was pulsing in time with his heart.
His actions quickly sent me hurtling over the edge. I reached out and
wrapped a hand around it.  "Oh God, Kevin, your cock is as perfect as the
rest of you.  It's beautiful."

The skin was supple and moved easily over the hot steel. It felt as if I
was handling delicate velvet.  "We really shouldn't be doing this," I
protested meekly.  "I have to get to work and you have to get to school."

"We got time," he murmured, "Make me get off.  Pleeeease!"

My hand immediately began to jack him slowly.  It was a reflex action. I
watched as the skin enveloped his mushroomed head again and again.

"Oh shit, that feels soooo good Max," he moaned.

At his young age I knew it wouldn't take long. Right on cue he began to
moan louder.

"OHHHHH."

He opened his mouth wide and let out one more gasp. Clear liquid shot from
his cum slit and landed on his chest.  I continued to pump and another two
lesser bursts followed.  Considering his age I was impressed with the size
of his load.  I fought the urge to lap it up, It could have shocked him.

"Thanks Max, I really enjoyed that. That was about as good as I ever felt."

Kevin did not hesitate in sitting up and reaching into my underpants.  "Wow
it even looks bigger in the daylight.  How long is it?"

"It's almost nine inches," I told him.

"It's the biggest I ever seen.  Look I can hardly get my hands around it."

Kevin was enjoying the moment.  He was laughing and giggling as he
manipulated my organ first one way and then another.  At this point I
didn't care about the time.  The moment was too pleasurable.  He finally
settled on holding it with one hand and jacking in a determined fashion.  I
could tell he was determined because he furrowed his brow and clenched a
half inch of tongue between his teeth.

"I'm going to make you get off real good," he announced.

This beautiful boy jacking me off while I still held his limp organ in my
hand was just too much to prolong the ecstasy.  I came as fast as he did.
I arched my back and groaned as thick white cream gushed over the back of
his hand.  Like Kevin it was right up there with one of the most intense
orgasms I had ever experienced.

"There I did it!" Kevin exclaimed clearly proud of his achievement. "Now
I'm ready to go to school!"

We took a shower in record time.  I gave him a few dollars for lunch money
as we raced to the car.  Kevin gave me directions as I drove.  We arrived
as the quarter to nine bell was ringing.

"I'll see you at the parkette at five thirty then," he smiled.

I had done some thinking as we drove.  Without doubt the relationship was
evolving far too quickly.  I needed time to sort things out.  Accordingly I
replied, "I'd love to see you tonight Kevin but it's important that you
spend time with friends your own age and your mother too. I've decided that
it is best that we wait until Thursday before I see you again. Okay?"

Kevin had a look of panic in his eyes.  "No! I can't wait that long.  I
want to see you tonight!"

He was distraught.  Tears began to well in his eyes.  The five to nine bell
sounded.  Thinking quickly I compromised a solution.

"Look I'll tell you what.  I have a terrible habit of leaving my back door
open all the time.  If you get thrown out and need a place to stay you can
come over any time.  You don't have to call me first."

The Kevin Simpson grin returned.  "All right!" he exclaimed.

With that he gave me a quick peck and dashed off to class.