Date: Sat, 3 Jul 2004 18:03:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jamie's Awakening pt. II

Chapter I

Once the water temperature was set I climbed and Jamie followed behind
me. After I rinsed off, Jamie stepped under the spray and not for the first
time I admired his lithe young body. He truly was an Adonis, his body
almost perfect and his face matching it for beauty and perfection. I
squirted body soap into my hand and said.

"Let me wash you." The boy smiled and nodded his head so I started,
shampooing his hair then gently washing his beautiful, clear face ending by
pulling the nozzle down to rinse him off. Once that was done I started at
his shoulders, gently running my hands across them and down onto his
chest. I felt the firmness of young muscle, reveling in how it felt under
my fingertips. He giggled when I did his armpits so I only stayed there
long enough to clean the small patch of downy soft hair before sliding down
each arm and completing the appendages at his fingers.

>From there I moved back to his torso, working on his sides, his firm flat
belly and then his boyhood pride and joy. His magnificent, thick cock was
still at full stand, jutting out from his body just as proud of itself as
any cock on any fifteen year old boy had ever been. I rubbed soap into his
pubic patch the down along side his smooth balls, cleaning in the
creases. Jamie stepped out sideways to allow me full access to his body and
I took full advantage, gently soaping and cleaning his hefty balls, running
my hand back between his legs and almost to his asshole before coming back
out front. I squeezed and slid my hand up the length of his seven inch
shaft, soaping over the swollen head and causing him to flinch and moan at
the feelings. I stood up, filled my hands with more soap, kissed him
soundly on the lips then knelt down and soaped both legs, lifting each foot
and cleaning his toes, then standing back up again.

I kissed him again then turned him around and repeated the procedure,
taking special care with the edible twin orbs of his slender ass, once
again reveling in the sight of him. I slipped a hand between the mounds,
cleaning his crack then grazing gently across his tight wrinkled hole and
moving forward until my fingers reached his balls, pushing them forward and
up. I gave them a squeeze and started the return trip, stopping at his hole
and moving my fingers back and forth across the puckered surface, ensuring
its cleanliness before leaving. Once again I pulled the nozzle down and ran
the spray across his body, using my free hand to assist in the removal of
soap. Needless to say I lingered at his hole as well as his pulsing sausage
and smooth eggs and causing him to jump when I sprayed the sensitive
underside of his his nuts from behind.

I replaced the nozzle, turned him around and pushed him up against the
shower wall, holding his arms against the slipper surface, my body fully
against his. I planted my lips against his and kissed him deeply then let
go of his arms, which went immediately around my neck. There's nothing like
having a naked wet squirming boy in your arms and I enjoyed every second of
him, running my hands up and down his sides and pressed in between him and
the wall and onto his butt while our tongues managed a tango, our rock hard
cocks pressed side by side into our bellies, missiles ready to explode. I
finally broke the kiss and stepped back.

"Now bathe me," I told him and he responded with his signature smile. The
boy proceeded to do to me what I'd done to him and with every bit of
gentleness and thoroughness as I had. When I was completely rinsed he
dropped to his knees and pulled my cock down slightly then took it into his
mouth and sucked the head before taking a good three inches of shaft in
along with it. With one hand on the base of the shaft and the other cupping
my balls as he moved his head to and fro, his tongue massaging my cock head
as he worked, and I let my fingers run through hair. He finally stopped and
stood up.

"My jaw gets tired from that," he said then planted his lips on mine for
another deep throated kiss. He finally broke it off and I suggested that we
get out and dry off. Jamie agreed and five minutes later we were back on my
bed lying facing each other, both cocks still raging hard and appearing as
though ready to duel. I wanted to gobble him up, to run my tongue over
every inch of his body, to taste every nook and cranny.

"I liked it when you hold me down like that Sean. Just like when we were at
the pool the other day too. It seems to make me so hot and my dick just
throbs from it." He smiled at this last statement and I reached to grasp
onto the part he was referring to, squeezing it firmly.

"Do you think that makes me weird or something?" Jamie asked. I told him I
didn't know exactly but it if would help I could certainly look around and
see if I could find some information on the topic. He had reached out and
was fondling my cock as well and said that it probably wasn't necessary
since he really felt okay about it. He leaned in closer and kissed me while
his hand continued to explore, moving from cock, to nipple, to balls, to my
flat belly. My own hands were busy as well, doing the same things, and from
time to time movement was hampered by our arms blocking each other as they
moved about. We continued to kiss as our hands roamed, mostly little kisses
but from time to time it became open mouthed tongue battling things with
both of us breathing through our noses.

I finally broke away from him and rolled him onto his back and held his
arms against the bed although not so much in a domination manner as before
since he wasn't resisting me. My upper body rested about half way onto his,
one leg thrown over his so that my rock hard cock pressed into his hip,
wetting it with precum, my leg pressing against his hefty balls with the
knee resting on the base of his raging dick. I nudged his head to the side
and nuzzled his neck, moving my lips slowly and lightly across the soft
sensitive area where neck and shoulder meet, competing with the dog collar
for contact with his smooth flesh. I felt his body shudder slightly as a
low moan escaped his throat, both growing in magnitude when I began sucking
there and nipping very lightly with my teeth. I moved up to his ear and
took the lobe in my lips, breathing out heavily through my nostrils and
sending the warm air into his ear. He moved his arms, trying to free
himself and I allowed it. Both hands went to my head holding it, pulling it
tighter to his as I began licking and sucking at the sensitive organ. At
the other end I moved my leg up and down against the underside of his fat
cock, a frottage of sorts, and sort of stroking him.

"Oh God, Oohhhhhhhhh," he moaned out as he wiggled his body. After three or
four minutes of paying homage thusly, I slid my body downward until my face
was next to his nipple. I licked at the little nubbin of flesh causing it
to harden before taking it into my mouth and suckling gently. His hands,
still at my head, pulled me in tight as he continued to moan even more than
before.

Not all guys nipples were sensitive enough to become a regular part of
sexual play while others are as sensitive as women. There is no correlation
between sensitivity and sexuality, that is, between sensitivity and being
more masculine or more feminine. Like everything else, it is what it
is. For Jamie, it appeared that his nipples were highly sensitive and if
guys were where he his sexual orientation was headed then they would become
a regular part of his sex play. For sure, as long as he was being sexual
with me, his nipples would be a part of our play.

I moved on, sliding down the flat surface of his torso, one hand playing
lightly up and down the soft inner thigh, my tongue licking at his flesh
and alternating with kisses. I stopped for a moment at his belly button and
licked at it, his cock head poking me in the cheek, and could feel the
wetness of his precum on my skin.  >From there I moved outward, my hand on
his thick hard cock and pushing it to the other side of his body. I moved
my own body over so that my cock was resting against the shin of his leg
with my right leg completely between his. His natural boy scent was
beginning to come back and I drew it in through my nostrils, savoring its
fragrance. I nuzzled my lips on the fatty flesh of his pubic bone next to
the base of his boyhood, and into the crease along side his balls, his
downy soft pubic hair tickling my upper lip and nose.

I moved upward slightly, coming to rest on the surface of his hip and that
expanse of flesh between the high point of the hip-bone and his lower
abdomen. On some people that area is ultra sensitive, often ticklish, and I
was curious whether it prove to be so on Jamie. I licked across the area
and the boy jerked then stiffened from the new feelings, or more
appropriately, the old feelings coming from a new place on his body. His
hands held my head tightly and it seemed like he was caught in a dilemma;
leave my head there to create more intense feelings or shove it away
because the intensity was too much. He elected for the former, pulling my
head into his flesh and moaning loudly. My left hand still had hold of his
ramrod hard cock and I slowly stroked it while I licked and kissed.

I finally moved away and maneuvered my body full between his legs and
admired the hefty set of balls in front of me. I could almost hear the
sperm being manufactured inside the smooth sac as I moved in and began
licking at him, washing his eggs like a mother cat would her kitten. I
nudged the bag to the side and licked up and down in the crease of his leg,
causing him the wiggle and moan in delight. While I stroked his cock my
other hand lifted the hefty nuts and I licked the underside of the bag, my
tongue following the seam of flesh that separates the sac and runs down
through the crotch, ending at the asshole. While I didn't lick that far, I
got down to the beginning of his crack before heading back up and working
the underside of his balls. His legs wrapped around onto my lower back then
went back open, spread as far as they could go as he thrust his hips toward
me then relaxed back onto the bed. The boy was hot as all hell, of that
there was little doubt. I knew that I could make him cum again and I knew
that he would welcome the sweet release that a sperming would provide. On
the other hand my own cock was as hard as stone and having the beautiful
young teen work on me was and an urge that battled with my urge to bring
him off. I decided to leave it up to him.

I crawled out from between his legs and slide up along side of him. His
eyes were only about half open, clearly lidded from the feelings of lust
that were ripping though his virginal body. He raised his head for a kiss
which turned into a hard pressing of flesh, his arms tight around my neck
pulling me to him as though I were a life preserver for a drowning man. I
finally broke away and looked into his magnificent blue eyes.

"You wanna cum baby. Do you want me to make you cum."

"Fuck yes," he whispered then added, "But I want to suck on you too and
lick on you and stuff too. I want it all Sean, everything." I told him it
was only ten o'clock that there was still plenty of time to play. He nodded
his head, indicating that I could make him cum if I wanted, which I did. I
slid back down and took his cock into my mouth and began sucking him,
stroking the shaft while I suckled mostly just the swollen, almost purplish
head. He moaned and groaned above me, his hands running through my hair
until he was at the edge.

"Oh fuck," He whispered, "Oh fuck, oooohhhhhhh God," and I felt his cock
thicken. I stroked him faster as I felt the first gush of warm sperm hit
the back of my mouth, then another and another. I swallowed as fast as I
could, not sucking but trying to keep up with the flow of liquid that his
young teenage balls and prostate were producing. His hips had thrust up
into the air as he came but finally he relaxed back onto the bed and the
flow of cum ebbed to a small dribble. I kept my mouth still, trying to get
every single sticky drop of his copious offering without moving too much on
the head of his cock which would be ultra sensitive. Despite my being
careful he started to giggle and I pulled my mouth away from him and moved
back to lay along side him. I draped an arm across his chest and he moved
both arms to wrap around it as though holding me in place.

"Well, add one more intense experience to the list of them that you've
shown me Sean," he finally said quietly. I leaned down and kissed him,
which he returned, but with less fervor than before.

"I like creating intense experiences for you baby boy," I told him. "You
are so beautiful, so incredible that I can't help but want to do that for
you."

"That's nice," he murmured as he snuggled his face into the crook of my
neck. "I love it that you care about me so much Sean." I could tell by the
tone of his voice that he was on the edge of falling out, that, much as he
may have wanted to, sucking my cock or getting me off that night was not
going to happen. And that was okay with me, it was more than okay.

He'd rolled to his side and lay against me and I put my arm over his hip,
sliding it gently up and down along Jamie's side, onto his tight little
butt and back up again. I loved how his skin felt, how his heart beating
against me felt, his breath, everything about him and wondered about his
being with me, his wanting to be with an older man. In moments his
breathing evened out and I could tell that he was asleep so I just lay
there holding him for a while, not wanting to disturb his sleep. I
eventually disengaged and rolled onto my back, Jamie automatically doing
the same thing. I looked at him in the dim light, my eyes traveling up and
down his glorious body admiring it all over again. His cock, returned to
its default state, lay across his hip, the fat balls resting quietly
below. I felt myself harden as I watched him and with the help of my hand,
brought myself to full tumescence. I lay on my side, reliving what we'd
done so far and dreaming of the things we might to together. As I felt
myself reach the peak, I rolled onto my back and stroked rapidly until I
was there then slowed way down, arching my back, thrusting my hips out and
watched as jet after ropey jet of cum blasted to my chest and belly. Once
the sperming was over I relaxed back, slowly stroked my dick for awhile. I
eventually got up, cleaned myself off and went back to bed. Almost as soon
as I lay down, Jamie cuddled up to me, still fully asleep, and that's the
way I finally drifted off, with him in my arms.

Chapter II

I woke at 5:30 and crawled out of bed easily so as not to wake Jamie, who
was sprawled out on one side of the king size bed. The sheets had gotten
kicked off and he was face down, his glorious teen age ass in plain view. I
stood next to him and gazed lovingly at what I consider to be one of the
most wonderful poses of a nude male. While his right leg was fully
extended, his left was pulled up, bent at the knee. His right arm was up
underneath his pillow, the left one outstretched like his leg so that
overall it resembled a person climbing a wall. His gluteal cleavage,
slightly darker in color where the cheeks actually came together, created a
nice divider for the perfectly shaped orbs that protruded out from the
small of his back and where the cleft opened, the beginning of his heavy
balls hung downward, the eggs and skin in a puddle on the sheet between his
smooth pale thighs. I so wanted to dive in, spread those cheeks and lick my
way into a stupor at his hole and the underside of his balls, tasting the
essence of him. I went to the bathroom instead.

Four minutes later I had a pot of coffee on and while it perked I went out
to the garage and opened the door. I did a quick check of the car, knowing
already that it was as perfect as it was gonna get. I went back in after
grabbing the morning paper and had a cup of coffee as I read, which didn't
take more than about fifteen minutes. I poured a second cup and decided to
wake wonder boy, not knowing his morning moods or rituals.

I went into the bedroom and found him in almost the same position as he'd
been in when I left only facing the other way. His other leg was pulled up
and his balls still rested on the bed below the dusky crevice between his
orbs where the beginning of his bag was hidden. Fuck oh dear did I ever
want to do an expedition into that. But I didn't. In fact, I played it very
cool. I had no idea whether or not the boy was going to wake up horny,
embarrassed, guilty, or any other of a dozen different emotions. I felt
that playing neutral would be the best bet until I got to know the boy
better.

I sat on the edge of the bed and put a hand on his shoulder and shook him
gently. "Hey Jamie," I said in a low voice, "time to get up."  I removed my
hand right away, again, not sure how he would respond to my touch the
morning after. He drew his legs together and turned his body so that his
head was facing me, his torso still flat on the sheets.

"What time is it?" he asked, his voice filled with sleep. I told him, then
added that we would need to leave in about a half hour so if he had things
he wanted to take care of that should give him plenty of time. He asked if
he could take a shower and I replied that he could and asked if he would
want something to eat or drink before we left and he said orange juice
would be fine.

"Great, it'll be on the table when you come out." I stood and walked from
the room in the event that he required some privacy, figuring that if he
wanted me there he would say something. He didn't and I heard him move off
the bed as I went through the door toward the living room. Ten minutes
later he found me in the kitchen where I handed him a large cold glass of
juice. He thanked me and took a huge drink while I went about refilling my
coffee cup, that last one I'd have until we got to our first stop.

"How did you sleep?" I asked him and he said that it was pretty good, that
he didn't wake up in the night at all.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep on you Sean," he said quietly avoiding my gaze. "I
guess I was more tired than I thought."

"Hey, it's okay, sometimes that happens, especially after, well, you know?"
I said, avoiding any explicit reference to our sexual adventure. He nodded
his head and mumbled that he knew what I meant, that we're often sleepy
after cumming and he'd done it twice in about a half hour. He seemed a
little subdued and I figured that he may be having some difficulty coming
to terms with what had happened the night before so I changed the subject.

"So, do you need to eat something now or can you wait till we get out to
Waikele and Mickey D's?" He brightened up and said he could wait so I
suggested that we hit the road. The drive out to the meeting sight was
uneventful. Talk was minimal due mostly to the top being off of the
car. The wind, accompanied by the throaty roar of the Vette's big block
motor made talk difficult at best.  We arrived at our destination an easy
twenty minutes later to find a dozen other vintage muscle cars already
there. Although Jamie had told me before that he wasn't all that much of a
car buff he seemed impressed with the ones that were there, which included
a '65 GTO, Hemi Charger, Shelby Mustang, an original '63 427 Cobra, and a
couple of other Corvette's to name a few. We went into McDonald's and
ordered then sat with the rest of the car owners and shot the shit for a
half hour or so. There was another boy about Jamie's age and a conversation
was struck between the two, Jamie seemingly grateful that he had some one
besides me to talk to since I was chatting with other guys about cars.

We finished eating, ended up gathered around outside as more people and
cars showed up, rounding the total out to almost two dozen cars and some
big bikes. The game plan was to head over to Kaneohe to meet some other
guys at Windward Mall then head up island to, and eventually stopping for,
lunch at Hale'iwa Joe's in the small town of the same name. After a little
discussion everyone piled in their vehicles and fired them, letting them
idle for a while until the engine temperatures came up. Needless to say it
created a bit of a din, especially the four or five custom built big bikes
that ran interference for us. Their job was to ride ahead to intersections,
freeway on ramps and other areas on our route where traffic merged and
block the traffic. That was so that the club cars could get on the freeway
or through an intersection in one group without other non club vehicles or
traffic lights interfering with the procession. Of course that was illegal
as hell, but car and bike clubs had done it for years and essentially the
police never bothered anyone about it and in general the public didn't seem
to mine as it provided a little bit of a show for them. Hell, just about
everyone was impressed with a large collection of specialty cars or bikes
whether parked in a show formation or out on the open road or street. And
so, after five minutes, the bikes headed out with the four wheeled vehicles
right behind them.

"This is dead on cool Sean," Jamie exclaimed with a smile on his face and
he was right, it was cool. There's a lot of ego and fun cruising in a club
and I actually rode with two, one for the car and one for my bike. I tried
to get out to club functions once a month and for the most part
succeeded. We managed to get to the mall in Kaneohe about forty minutes
later where we found another dozen windward cars waiting for us. We parked
and talked story for another ten to fifteen minutes before saddling up and
heading out once more.

The drive up the east side to the north shore is a fairly pretty one, a lot
of it along the water, and I pointed out various things to Jamie as we went
past them. We stopped at the Polynesian Cultural Center for a brief rest,
it being the only place that could comfortably handle that many
vehicles. It had a huge parking lot that wouldn't start to fill up for
another two hours when the place opened. Jamie asked me what the place was
and I explained that it was probably one of the largest most popular
tourist attractions on the island and was a combination of things, that it
was set up to show the different Polynesian cultures to people by engaging
in a variety of activities. There was also a huge luau in the evening
followed by a terrific night show of Polynesian dancing and other
entertainment. I ended by saying that perhaps I could take him, his mom and
aunt there some day. I knew a couple of guys that worked there so could get
tickets pretty easy as well as a free guided tour. Jamie was mostly polite,
responding to things I said or pointed out to him but other wise seemed to
need to keep to himself and I didn't press him. He would either work
through it or he wouldn't but if he continued in the same manner for the
entire day, I would say a little something about it before he went home
that night.

We finally loaded back into our vehicles and continued our journey up past
Kahuku and Turtle bay, then into the world famous area called the North
Shore; Sunset Beach, The Pipeline, Waiamea Bay, and a half dozen or more
less familiar surf beaches. There were lots of people out and we got lots
of looks. The waves weren't all that good though and I explained to Jamie
that during a good winter, waves topping forty feet would sometimes grace
the shores, their awesome power and thunder being felt as well as
heard. When that happened traffic was at a standstill as people flocked
from all over the island to see it, and from all over the world to surf it.
The Eddie Aikau competition only took place if the waves topped thirty
feet, consequently it was held at nature's whim and that, not every
year. Big wave riders are few and far between but come to Hawaii during the
winter on the chance that the Aikau competition will be held. I explained
all of that to Jamie as we rounded Waiamea Bay and he asked if I'd ever
seen the big waves. I had, and it was a sight not soon forgotten. In fact
I'd been out there in January of '98 when Milton Willis surfed the biggest
waves that had ever been surfed. Reported to be sixty to one hundred feet
high, Willis along with his brother and a few other men surfed those
monstrous, five to ten story high, walls of water. I told that story to
Jamie as well and his eyes almost bugged out when I told him the height of
the waves.

Ten minutes later the caravan pulled off at Haleiwa and fifteen minutes
later the cars were parked, filling the smaller sized lot, the access roads
of the boat haven beside the restaurant and just about every where else
that we could find that was safe. We'd reserved their banquet room and
that's where we all headed and spent the next two hours, eating, talking
story and club business, laughing, and having an overall great time. Jamie
talked with his new friend when he wasn't with me and it seemed to me like
he was having a good time. A little bit after two we started heading out to
our cars to make the return trip from Haleiwa to Wahiawa and then the H1
and subsequently to our various homes. Since we were going through
territory that Jamie wasn't familiar with I continue to play tour
guide. The boy was responsive albeit still subdued.

As we headed toward my home, various cars left the group, heading to their
own destinations and by the time I exited the freeway there were only four
of us. I pulled into my driveway and let the car idle while I got out and
opened the garage door. Jamie got out as well and stretched while he waited
for me then we went into the house together.

"I guess I should be going home," he said as he headed to the bedroom to
grab his bag. I waited in the living room and he returned a minute
later. "Thanks for everything Sean, I had a good time. He started for the
front door and I called to him,

"Jamie." He stopped and turned and I went on. "Clearly something's
bothering you and I'm guessing it has to do with last night. When you're
ready to talk I'm ready to listen." I didn't see any point in belaboring
the fact so kept it short and sweet. He nodded his pretty blonde head,
thanked me again and went out the door.

Chapter III

I didn't see Jamie for days after he'd left and when I say I didn't see him
I mean, not at my house, not on the street skating, not anywhere. While I
was concerned about Jamie's mental well being I wasn't overly worried. I
had been through this with boys before. What he was probably going through
was not necessarily unusual. In discovering themselves; who they were, what
they believed in, what or who they wanted to be, boys and girls both often
found themselves in conflict. Where girls might be more socially able to
talk about it, boys generally did not. If a boy did choose to talk about
those concerns, it was with a close friend and Jamie had none here. As far
as I knew, I was the only person he'd had contact with.

He finally showed up in my driveway on Thursday evening, skating up as I
was punching in the code to my front door. I was returning from my Karate
class, so was in my gi, and looking forward to a swim, soak, and shower and
snack in that order. I heard the wheels of his skateboard then his voice
calling out to me as he reached my property line. I turned in response to
his "hey Sean" and waved to him as he picked up his board and walked across
the lawn to where I was standing at my entryway.

"How you been? I've not seen you around at all since Saturday." He smiled
then and most of my concerns fell by the wayside.

"We took a trip to the Big Island and Maui. I didn't know about it till I
got back home. I'm sorry I didn't call to tell you Sean, I was sort of
excited about the trip and well, you know." I did know and I chose not to
pursue it. He'd tell me when he was ready.

"Come on in. So how was the trip?" He went on to explain how cool the
volcanoes were and the hike they'd taken to see them. On Maui they'd toured
the whole island including Makena Beach.

"Did you know that they have a nude beach on Maui Sean? I saw people hiking
over and high rocky spot so I went over it too and on the other side is a
really small beach where a lot of people are naked." I explained to him
that I was familiar with Little Beach as it was called and in fact had been
there and nude sunbathed.

"Really," he said and then was quiet a moment before going on. "What was it
like, didn't you feel a little strange or anything?" I told him that once
you did it once it was no big deal.

"Besides, did you look at some of the bodies? Pretty gruesome wouldn't you
say?" He agreed and asked if he'd gone nude and he shook his beautiful
blonde head and said no, he couldn't do that. We'd gone into the house and
I headed toward my bedroom while we talked and took off my gi top and
stopped. I didn't know what frame of mind he was in and didn't want to look
like I was starting something or make like nothing had happened, that he'd
left on perfectly normal terms.

"I was going to take a swim Jamie, do you want to join me?" He paused for
only a moment then said,

"Sure, it's hot out. I could use the coolness of your pool."  He tugged off
his shirt while I went about untying my gi pants by which time he was
unbuckling his jeans and pulling them down, showing me that he was wearing
underwear and not board shorts. I had dropped my gi pants and was standing
in my underwear as well. We looked at each other, Jamie smiled as big as
I'd ever seen him smile then tugged his underwear down to his feet and
stepped out, his magnificent cock free of enclosure and moving as he
did. Fuck that kid was so fucking hot I simply couldn't stand it. I pulled
my own undergarments off then gathered them up along with my workout
clothes and a few other things then headed for the door. I guessed that
whatever it was that had been bothering the boy, at least part of it
appeared to be resolved.

Outside, Jamie dove into the pool while I started my wash and then joined
him. The water felt especially good after my workout in a hot gymnasium. I
immediately began swimming laps and sensed Jamie at my side for a brief bit
then saw him lounging at the shallow end of the pool where I paddled to
when I finished. I rolled onto my back on the steps, just as Jamie had,
both of our cocks sort of floating and bobbing just under the surface of
the water. I was breathing a little hard from the exercise so wasn't saying
anything.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted on Sunday Sean," he started hesitatingly. "I
really liked what we did a lot but I was really confused by it all the next
morning. I did a lot of thinking the past few days and I'm still confused a
little bit but I think I'm a little bit better than I was. You know I've
never had sex before, right Sean?" I nodded my head and he went on.

"I've kissed girls and maybe, you know, touched a breast or something, but
that's about all. I think about girls and I wonder what it will be
like. Will I like them, will I want to be with a girl. The confusing thing
is that I started thinking about boys about a year or so ago, I mean in
like a sexual way. I started looking at them differently and wondering
about them too. Like I told you, when you held me down like you did I got
so fucking hard from it and I felt so sexual. Sometimes I think I want to
be.taken over like. Not against my will but sort of forced, just like those
times when you've held me down, like being taken over sort of. It's hard to
explain Sean. The word dominate comes to mind, like I want to be dominated
but not in a cruel way.  I sometimes think that's really strange and
confusing, like why would I want that, why would anyone really want that
and why would it be so fucking sexy to me. The thing is I can't see any
girl being able to do that, I think only a guy could truly do that to me
and if I also like girls well, you see what I mean about it being
confusing?"

I understood his confusion then, not unlike many teenage boys and I
attempted to explain it to him. "Well baby boy I think part of it is being
fifteen and horny. At your age almost anything sexual would be a turn, even
if it wasn't something that you would think would turn you on. For
instance, seeing two dog having at it in the street would make many boys
hard. Not that they wanted to be with a dog but just that the animals being
sexual reminded them of their own horny feelings, the desire to stuff their
hard young cock into something, almost anything. It's why boys do stuff
their cocks into almost any kind of a hole. Its why straight boys
experiment with each other all the time. See what I mean. So for you,
perhaps right now it isn't about him or her and doesn't have to be. The
issue is more about "it"; your cock, being sexy, touching and being
touched, cumming. I think for right now maybe you should try to
concentrate, not on the why of it but the fact that it just is. Your
confusions are pretty normal.

"As far as the domination part goes, I don't have any sure fire answer for
it. I know that there are a million guys out there who get turned on by a
million different things. I suppose I could go psycho-babble on you and
tell you it's about your Da, getting back at him by being his opposite, or
some deep seated Freudian thing like wanting to be dominated by him." At
that point Jamie's beautiful face got screwed up into the most contemptuous
look I'd ever seen. I put my hand up in a stop gesture and went on. "It's
only psycho-babble baby boy, that's all. Without a lot of therapy there
probably isn't a ready answer except to say that it's something that you
realize and accept about yourself and that is pretty powerful insight." He
nodded his head again.

"Thanks Sean for understanding and taking the time to help me
understand. It's been bothering me quite a bit and what you're telling me
helps make it all a little easier.

We had been sort of lounging on the steps of the pool, leaning back on
elbows and talking.  I rolled over and draped my upper body across his,
putting one hand behind his head to support it, and pressed myself into his
firm young torso, one leg between his and forcing them to stay open. In the
same motion and without any comment what so ever I leaned in and pressed my
lips against his, forcing my tongue into his mouth. That he was totally
taken aback was evident and his initial reaction was to struggle, although
not as hard as he could have. I reached between his legs and cupped his
heavy balls, squeezing them, not necessarily gently, but not enough to
cause pain either. Jamie began responding back to me, his arms flashed
around my neck, his breathing heavy through his nose. My hand slid upward
and I found him totally stone assed hard, his rigid teenage flesh a
welcoming feeling in my hand. My own cock was hardening as it pressed
against his thigh but I was still amazed at how fast this young God could
catch full on wood.

I left his tender lips and using my own head to nudge his head to the side
then went for his neck, trying to move the metal dog collar out of the way
then sucking and kissing on his soft warm flesh while I continued to hold
him in place. He moaned out loud while my hand began stroking his cock,
slowly sliding the outer skin up and down on the rigid shaft. I finally
stopped what I was doing and moved. Bringing my outer leg up I moved into a
position where I was straddling his chest, my long hard cock directly in
his beautiful porcelain face.

"Suck me," I commanded him, knowing that he needed no command that he would
willingly taken my cock into his mouth. In fact, he probably would have
raised hell if I'd denied it to him. Jamie took my dick immediately,
placing his lips over the swollen head while his hands stroked the thick
shaft and fondled my balls. I put one hand behind his head to help support
the odd angle and the other one went behind me to continue stroking on his
steel hard cock as he began bobbing his head back and forth. I knew that
the position was not at all comfortable for him so only allowed the
exercise to go on for a minute or so before taking my cock from his mouth
and standing up.

I reached down for his hand then pulled him to his feet and pulled him into
a tight embrace, one hand behind his neck and the other on his ass. I
kissed him hard, once again pushing my tongue into his mouth with less
resistance then before. Holding him tight to me I proceeded to move slowly
up the steps, guiding him backwards as best I could. The boy understood
what was happening and kept his hold on my body from lips to hips, trusting
that I would care for him and not let him fall as I maneuvered him over to
the grass and lowered him down to it.

Once he was on his back I covered him with my body again but when he moved
to put his arms around my neck, I pushed them over his head and held him
there while I went back to his neck, his ear and his lips. I then moved
downward, sliding my body, pulling his arms with me, until I was low enough
to reach his nipples. I still kept his arms pinned to his side as I nipped
at the small pink-ish tan bud, bringing it to a taut firmness before taking
it into my mouth and sucking it while my tongue mauled it.

My waist was lower than Jamie's, my cock head actually next to his balls,
so grinding into him wasn't possible but that didn't stop the boy from
grinding into me. I could feel the wet stickiness of his precum on my belly
as he pushed his lower body against mine and in response I pushed my belly
back at him. My own cock was leaking precum like a faucet, I knew that, so
I moved back up until I covered him again, our rock hard cocks side and
pressed into each other's abdomen's.

I went back to kissing him hard on the lips, shoving my tongue into his
mouth, searching, exploring his teeth, his gums, his tongue. My lower body
picked up on the humping and grinding motion, the precum creating enough
slipperiness so that neither of our cocks stuck on dry skin. I was getting
really turned on by what was happening. I'd never taken on a role of being
dominant, always wanting to share with my partner, wanting everything to
mutual. What I came to realize was that this sort of take charge role was
mutual in that, it's what Jamie wanted. Maybe not all of the time but
certainly often. He wanted to be taken as they said in older style
novels. He wanted me to take charge and to do it effectively. That he was
comfortable in the moment was clear by the degree of moans and panting
coming from his firm young body beneath me.

"Oh fuck Sean," he whimpered after breaking off the kiss, "I'm gonna fuckin
cum, I'm gonna cum, oh God."  I went to the soft crook of his neck and
sucked there, tasting the last hint of chlorine mixed with the slight
saltiness of his sweat, the tangy metal of his collar. I was reaching peak
at about the time he pressed hard into me, grinding at the same time and
causing both of our cocks to move in all directions. He groaned loudly in
my ear as his body fluids spurted out between our bodies creating even more
slipping and sliding. My own sperming was right on the tail of Jamie's,
creating an incredibly intense feeling on the sensitive head of my dick as
it continued to be mashed and moved about between our squirming bodies.

Both of us slowed our bodies down and finally stopped, my weight fully on
him. I started to move off and he stopped me.

"No Sean, stay awhile, I like the feeling of your weight on me." I stayed
put although I tried to ease off some by using my knees and elbows to
distribute the weight a little more just the same. We lay like that, our
breathing slowing to normal and then I finally did roll off, pulling him to
me so that we lay side by side, our faces inches apart. I moved in and
kissed him then let his head fall onto my shoulder and we stayed like that
for a few more moments, our sperm cold and gooey on our bodies but not
bothering either of us in the least.

After a good five minutes of lying snuggled up to each other in silence I
finally rolled away and raised up on one elbow.

"I'm sticky and gooey and I'm starving," I told Jamie. "How about if we
take a shower then get something to eat?" He said that was fine with him,
whatever I wanted to do.

"No, baby boy, it's not what I want to do but what WE want to do. I'm more
than happy to take over a semi- dominant role with you but in many things
it's even Steven and we share decisions and sometimes you may have strong
feelings about something, just like I might and at those times we both need
to speak up. Okay?"  He smiled, his crystal white teeth almost lighting up
in the dwindling daylight.

"Okay Sean, I'll try." I got to my feet and helped pull Jamie to his then
led him by the hand into the house, into the shower, and washed him down. I
was very interested in rimming the boy so took care to clean the target
area which caused immediate vocal reaction and acceptance.

"God that feel so good when you do that Sean."

"Oh there's more baby boy that I am planning on showing you about that
particular spot."

"You mean like fucking me?" He asked as he turned around to face me.

I chuckled and told him that was certainly an option but there were other
things as well that were a little less invasive. I managed to get him
rinsed off, some how ignoring his raging hard on, then I washed my front
while he washed my back and insuring that my own asshole was cleaned in the
process.

But as much as my cock was making itself known, so was my belly and my
belly won out. Sex is great but on an empty tummy it lacks something, at
least for me.

"So, how does pizza sound," I asked as I stepped out and began toweling
off? "Can have it delivered and not even leave the house." Jamie said
anything was fine with him. I padded through the living room to the kitchen
where I found the number for Domino's and ordered a large half vegetarian
half everything pizza.  >From there I went to the lanai and switched the
load to the dryer and wandered back into living room where Jamie was
looking casually through my book collection and noted the amount of gay
related material. We talked about that for a little bit then, knowing the
pizza would arrive soon, I went into the bedroom and pulled on a towel. I
told Jamie why so he did the same thing, as opposed to hiding until the
delivery person left and we had no sooner come back into the living room
when the doorbell went off.

I opened the front door to find Jeff standing there with the large red
warmer bag in his hands. I opened the door to allow him in.

"Howzit Sean?" he asked. When he saw Jamie, Jeff stopped dead in his tracks
and his eyes went wide open, not that I blamed him.

"Hellooooo," he said with a wolfish smile. Jeff is an extremely cute
sixteen year old Filipino Hawaiian boy who happenes to be gay. While I had
never had sex with the boy, Jeff had and ongoing casual affair with a
mutual friend of ours. I introduced Jamie, who shook hands with Jeff who,
while never taking his eyes of the blonde Adonis said that he's just
dropped a pizza off at D's place too, D being our mutual friend Derrick who
lived a half dozen blocks from me.

"He's got a hella cute guest too but nothing like this." He finally tore
his eyes away from a blushing Jamie to take my money and added, "I might go
over after work maybe you should call D and you guys come over.  Could be a
hella time." I thanked him, politely refused, and told him to say hey to D
when he saw him, which he said he'd do.

Jeff left and I dropped my towel onto a chair and headed for the lanai,
asking Jamie to grab some ice tea from the fridge. Once we were settled in
and grinding Jamie asked what that had been all about. I explained the
situation to him and of course he wanted to know if I'd been sexy with the
boy or with D and I told him no on both counts. I didn't tell him that I'd
been at D's and been sexy with other boys on a rare occasion because I
didn't think that was important to the moment. Jamie asked anyhow although
it was more about if I'd been sexy with other boys in general.  I told him
that I'd had some experiences and if he was really interested I would share
some of it with him but overall I wasn't a kiss and tell sort of person.

"Oh, I'm sorry Sean, I wasn't trying to be nosy or anything," he said with
genuine concern. I smiled and told him not to worry his pretty little head
about it. We were quiet for a little while as we both munched on the pizza.

"Have you ever had sex outside Sean?" he asked breaking the silence.

"I thought I just did," I replied with a grin. Jamie laughed and went on,

"No, I mean like in public sort of or in a place where there was a
possibility of getting caught, or someone seeing you, like maybe on the
beach at night, or in the woods some place, you know." I reflected a moment
then said that there had been a couple of times when I'd had an experience
similar to what he was talking about so he went on.

"I think that would be sort of exciting, the risk of getting caught, of
being seen. I've thought about that and even, well," and here he actually
blushed, "wanked thinking about it, fantasizing about it. Does that make me
sick or weird ya think?" I chuckled and told him that if it made him sick
or weird then a lot of people were in the same boat.

"I think lots of people not only fantasize about it they do it. There is
something to that, it being exhilarating and stimulating, making the sex
even hotter. Speaking from my own experience I can say that the times I've
done it were pretty erotic."

"You think we could do that sometime, be sexy out side somewhere?" I nodded
my head and told him I'd give that some thought. He smiled back then said,
"Look, my dick is getting hard just thinking about it."  I glanced through
the glass topped table to see that the boy was indeed turned on by the talk
and probably by the thought of what we'd discussed. I stood up and went
around to his side and pulled the chair out away from table.

"What?" he asked with a little bit of surprise on his face.

"Hush." I said a little roughly. I picked up a slice of the pizza in the
palm of my hand then reached down and wrapped it around his stiff cock,
squeezed it, then stroked the shaft, smearing juices along with various
bits and pieces of pizza all up and down on the shaft and then all around
the swollen fat head.

"What." he started to ask again and again I told him to hush up. I leaned
down and kissed him hard on the lips to give him something else to
concentrate on as well as prevent more talk while I continue to smear
dinner all over his boyhood pride and joy and then down onto his hefty
balls. Once I figured that he was covered enough I tossed the used slice
back onto the box then got between his smooth pale thighs and went to work
cleaning it off him.

I could easily taste the pepperoni and Italian sausage as I licked his cock
and I chuckled inside at the thought that it gave new meaning to sausage
pizza. Bits and pieces of meat, cheeses, olives and other pizza additives
were dotted on the shaft, on the head and in his pubic nest. I sought them
out and ate them up, licking and slurping wherever I went. Jamie was
moaning as I worked him over, tasting every bit of his flesh from his balls
to his belly button.

Finally I stood up and pulled Jamie to his feet in the process then headed
for my bedroom with him in tow.  To his credit he didn't say a word but let
me have total control. I got the water in the shower to a livable
temperature quickly then pushed Jamie in first and as soon as I got inside
I began soaping and cleaning him, once again making sure his asshole was
totally clean. Once that was done and he was rinsed off I gently pushed him
to face the shower wall and knelt behind him. I pried the firm rounded
globes of his butt apart and licked as his exposed core, pushing my tongue
into the puckered muscle and the area all around it while it's owner moaned
and groaned loudly above me. I'd wanted to rim Jamie from the very
beginning and now that I was tasting him I was in seventh heaven. In my
quest I licked downward to the beginning of his sac, moving the looser
flesh around, sucking the folds into my mouth.

I finally stood up, one hand planted firmly in the middle of the boy's back
to indicate that I didn't want him to move. I grabbed the conditioner and
popped the flip top with my teeth then used my chin to squirt the goo onto
my free hand, more specifically the fingers. Closing the top, I let it fall
to the shower floor in the event that I needed more. I reached down with
the lubed fingers and moved them up between the cheeks and finding his hole
I gently pushed a single finger up inside of him and slowly finger fucked
him.

"Ooohhh god," Jamie moaned as I moved in and out of the tight hole, his
hands splayed out from his body against the shower wall and allowing him to
push his lower body out as if to give me better access. I was still
standing so kissed on his soft neck and rubbed my hand up and down the
front of his torso, tweaking nipples and rubbing down into his pubes. After
about three minutes I slowly pulled my finger out of his ass and using my
hand, motioned him to turn around. I placed my hand on his flat belly to
keep him in place as I dropped back to my knees in front of him. I'd
grabbed the conditioner and slathered my fingers once more then poured a
significant amount all over the boy's rock hard pulsing cock. Without any
fanfare, I reached between his legs for his asshole and knowing what I was
doing he spread his legs further open for me. What he wasn't counting on
was two fingers pushing up inside of him and stretching his hole farther
than before but he didn't have a whole lot of time to contemplate the
invasion of his most secret spot as I grasped onto the lubed up head of his
cock and twisted my tightened fist around it like I was unscrewing a bottle
top.

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh god," Jamie panted as I stroked the full length of his
teenage cock, sliding up over the head and twisting as I went back down the
thick shaft. My fingers were sliding in and out of him at the same time and
moving around inside his body, exploring the inner walls of his bowels. I
grazed his prostate and he went weak in the knees as I stayed there
massaging the small organ.

"I'm cumming. Oh fuck I'm cumming he growled and I felt his cock thicken,
his prostate harden under my finger tips and then he erupted. I'd pulled
his cock downward so when he came his sperm shot onto my face.  I opened my
mouth to try and direct at least some of his warm jizz into it and managed
to get some of it but the hose in my hand was literally spewing the thick
white goo out in long ropy jets with such force that it practically
splattered against my face hitting my cheek, nose, eyebrows and hair. Jamie
began to sag, his legs weak from the intensity of his sperming, and I
worked to hold him upright. As soon as his cock slowed to a dribble I wiped
his cum from my face and went straight for my own cock and began stroking
furiously, twisting my hand around my own swollen head just as I had
Jamie's. I was so fucking hot, the whole scene so totally hot that I came
in less than thirty seconds. I leaned my face into his groin using my
shoulder to press his hard young cock against my cheek, nuzzling his pubic
patch, licking his balls, doing anything to make my face have contact with
his genitals as my own cock spewed out hot sperm onto the shower floor.

It was finally over, the oozing from my cock, Jamie's cock. I gently
slipped my fingers out of him causing a low moan from him at the loss. I no
sooner was on my feet than Jamie was into my arms, his lips jammed against
mine and kissing me as hard and deep as I'd ever been kissed before. When
he finally broke away from me he had a tear in his eye.

"That was dead fucking brilliant Sean. I've never felt anything like that
before in my life. I didn't know that my bum could feel so.hot so
erotic. My God what did you do in there." As I washed us both off I
explained his prostate, what it was for and how it worked.

"Well if having a cock in there is anything like that it would be
incredible. Have you ever done that Sean, had a cock inside your bum?" I
smiled and nodded as we stepped out and I handed him a clean towel. Both
cocks had returned to their default state hanging against drained balls and
bobbing slightly as our bodies moved while we dried off.

"I should probably go Sean," he said as he finished, adding, "this time
though I'm okay, not all worried and confused." As he dressed I lounged on
the bed watching him and admiring his firm and lithe young body, his
beautiful face and feeling a slight bit of sorrow as he tucked his
magnificent cock away inside indigo blue boxer briefs. I got up and walked
him to the front door where he stuffed his feet into what looked like brand
new black DVS shoes. He turned and kissed me as he stood in the slightly
opened doorway, me standing out of view behind it although it had gotten
dark and my porch light was off so we were both pretty well concealed.

"I think I want you to fuck me Sean," he said softly as he looked into my
eyes. "I want to fuck you too but I think I really want to feel your big
hard cock inside of me." He squeezed the object of that statement then
said, "Maybe not like tomorrow away but sometime. And soon I think."

"That can be arranged baby boy. Most definitely." He kissed me again and
headed to the sidewalk. I watched through the cracked doorway as he skated
home, feeling my cock stir at his last words.

"Absolutely, most positively," I thought to myself as I closed the door.