Date: Fri, 27 Jan 2006 07:22:34 -0600
From: Justin Davis <justin0398@gmail.com>
Subject: Jason 02 by Justin Davis (M/t, mast, oral, anal)

This story contains graphic sexual scenes involving young males and
older males. If material of this nature offends you then you should
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This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to person's
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Jason
By
Justin Davis

Chapter Two


It was the last week in August when Mary announced that she was going
to spend a week's vacation with her sister in Atlanta.  Jason
positively did not want to go, he wanted to have fun his last week
before school started, so she asked if I would look after him.  He had
his own key to the apartment and could pretty much take care of
himself, she told me.  She just wanted me to look in on him from time
to time. Reluctantly, I agreed.

For the first couple of days, things were pretty much normal.  If we
weren't at the beach, we were watching the television in my apartment
or playing Monopoly.  Jason seemed to like the food I fixed and all
seemed okay, although at first I did feel a bit uncomfortable that the
Speedo I had bought him or a pair of cut off jean shorts were all he
ever wore when he came over to my apartment.  It was the third evening
that things changed.

Jason had been spending the nights at his mom's apartment but had
asked if he could spend the night with me and I had agreed. I had gone
to take a shower, leaving Jason upon the couch watching the Johnny
Carson show, Christopher Atkins was a guest and Jason idolized him.
It was as I opened the door to the shower stall and got out that I was
confronted with Jason standing there looking at me.  I hadn't heard
him open the bathroom door and come in.  Quickly, I grabbed the towel
and wrapped it around my waist.

"I knew you had a big one!" he said, and smiled.

"Look, you need to get out of here!" I said sternly, prompting Jason to giggle.

"Let me see it again!  Come on!" he said.

"No!  Now get out of here!" I replied.

"Just let me have another look and I'll go," he said.

"Fine, here!" I said, and opened up the towel, exposing my genitals to him.

"Gosh!  It's as big as Robbie's and you ain't even hard!" Jason exclaimed.

"That's nice!  Now go away!"  I said, closing the towel back up.

"Not till you let me touch it!" Jason said, moving closer to where I stood.

"No way! Now get out of here!" I said loudly.

"Let me touch it and I'll go!" he replied now standing inches from me.

"Jason Tanner!  Get out now or I'm going to spank your butt!" I bellowed.

"You won't spank me!  I'll call Children's Services and tell um you
abused me.   Now, let me touch it," he said.

Needless to say, I was stunned at his words.

"Fine!  Touch it, then go!" I said, opening the towel back up.

Jason reached out and took hold of my flaccid cock and began to
examine it.  As I had feared, it surged at his touch, prompting him to
giggle.

"You're getting a boner," he said, and snickered.

"Yes!  Now, leave!" I said.

"Okay!" he said, and let go of my cock and turned and walked out of
the bathroom, closing the door behind him as he went.

As I dried myself, I thought about the lecture that I was going to
give him when I finished.  Then, I decided to wait, figuring his
curiosity had been satisfied and nothing like that would happen again.
 I was wrong.

Some time in the wee hours of the morning, I suddenly became aware of
another body in the bed with me snuggled up against my back.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, sitting straight up in the bed, prompting
giggles from Jason as I reached to cut on the lamp beside the bed.

"What's the matter?  Scared I'm gonna rape yah?" Jason said, and smiled.

"Jason, you get out of this bed right now and go back to the guest
bedroom where you belong!" I demanded.

"I wanna sleep with yah," he replied.

"No!  Now get out of the bed and go back to your room or I'm gonna
call your mom," I threatened.

"No you won't!  If you do, I'll tell her you molested me," he replied,
and smiled.

Again, I was dumbfounded at the brashness of the kid.

"Jason, that's not right.  I'm just trying to watch out for you.  Now,
go back to your own bed," I said.

"No!  I'm gonna sleep naked with you.  I want to", he said, and
quickly shucked off his cotton briefs.

Immediately, I saw that I had been right.  Jason had a nice small bush
of blonde pubes, a set of balls as big as walnuts, and a circumcised
penis that had to be almost four inches long in its flaccid state.
For his age, the kid was hung.

"Jason, put your underwear back on!  We're not sleeping together
naked!" I proclaimed.

"Robbie and I do sometimes," he replied.

"I'm not Robbie!  I'm a grown man!" I said, getting out of the bed,
not bothering that I was naked given the circumstances.

"I know.  I wanna see what it's like," he said.

"What what is like?"

"To do stuff with a guy your age," Jason replied.

"No way!  You've lost your mind!" I exclaimed.

"You don't have a choice," the kid said, and smiled at me.

"Jason, this has gone far enough!" I responded.

"If we don't do stuff I'm gonna tell mom what I said I would.  I'm not
so stupid that I don't know what would happen then," he said.

"Jason, that's enough of that! That's not even funny!" I said.

"Now, get back in the bed with me and lets do stuff," he replied, and
started to finger his penis, prompting me to moan as it immediately
began to lengthen.

"Oh God!  Don't do that," I said.

"Come on!  It's okay.  I won't tell.  Let's do stuff," he said.

"Okay bud, you asked for it!" I announced, and lunged for him,
eliciting giggles as he tried to get away.

At first, as we wrestled upon the bed, I had no intention of doing
anything but getting hold of him and carrying him out of the bedroom.
Then, when I finally pinned him down and our hard cocks pressed
against each other it all changed.

As I looked into Jason's eyes, I knew it was hopeless.  "Please!" they
seemed to say, and I moved my mouth downward toward his.

Like two puppies in heat, our bodies writhed against each other as we
both tried to ram our tongues down each other's throats.  The kid was
no novice for sure, and I could only imagine how hot he and his older
friend Robbie's sessions must have been.  I broke our embrace and
looked down at him.

"Enjoy!" I said, and moved my mouth toward his left nipple, prompting
a gasp from him as my tongue went to work.

For almost an hour, I feasted on every part of Jason's body and he
squirmed like a baby seal as I did so, his yelps and yips being music
to my ears. He cried out, when I attacked his hole with my tongue.
Again and again, I had to brush his hand away from his beautiful,
hard, almost six-inch penis to keep him from playing with himself as I
feasted.

>From eating his hole, I went to sucking his balls one by one, then on
to suck his dick a little, before attacking the area between his groin
and thighs. He was literally whimpering continually by that time and I
figured I had teased his body enough.

"Oh shit yes!" he cried out, when I began to suck his dick and
alternately bob my mouth up and down upon it and deep-throat him.

Needless to say, it wasn't long before he squealed and began to fill
my mouth with sperm, and I swallowed greedily the best tasting cum I
had ever eaten in my life.

"Oh Gosh!  Oh Gosh!" Jason panted, after it was all over, brushing
tears from his eyes.  "I never knew," he said.

"Bit different than Robbie, huh?" I remarked, then chuckled.

"Oh yes!  Oh gee!" he exclaimed, prompting me to chuckle again, and
pull him toward me and hug him.

For awhile, I held him to me, Jason recovering from what had to have
been the most intense sex he had ever had in his life.  Then, he
reached from my still-hard penis and began to fondle it.

"You're still hard," he commented.

"I know," I said.

"You want me to suck yah?" he asked.

"Anything you want to do is okay," I replied.

As Jason moved downward and enveloped my cock with his mouth, I moaned
loudly as his blonde mop of hair began to bob up and down, his long
strands brushing my tummy as he did so.  The kid knew how to suck cock
for sure, and as he swirled his tongue over the head of my cock as he
sucked me, I could understand why Robbie was so eager to let Jason do
the same to him.

I was astounded at not only how good Jason was but that he was taking
as much of my cock as he was.  Yet, he was determined to do even more.
 Five or six times, Jason gagged as he tried to take it all, but he
just couldn't.  Needless to say, soon I was howling at the ceiling
like a coyote as I blew my load into his mouth.  He didn't miss a
drop.

"Damn you squirt a lot!" he said afterward, wiping his lips with the
back of his hand.

"Yeah, I kind of do," I said as we snuggled up against each other.
"How the hell did you learn to suck cock like that?" I asked.

"Tootsie Roll Pops." Came the reply.

"Huh?"

"I like um and practice on um," Jason said, prompting me to chuckle
and hold him tighter.

We went to sleep holding each other and when we awoke the next morning
we did the same things all over again, drinking down each other's cum
for a pre-breakfast cocktail.  We spent the whole afternoon on the
beach and we showered together afterward, sensually lathering each
other and finishing or shower by draining each other's balls again
before dinner.  Jason's cries of delight echoing off the tile walls
were as beautiful to me as any symphony orchestra.

The next morning, Jason was sucking my cock as I lay back upon the bed
and he quickly went from that to straddling my groin, and when he took
hold of my cock and raised his butt up, I immediately protested.

"No!" I exclaimed, and grabbed hold of him and rolled him off of me
onto his back.  "You'll hurt yourself," I said, looking down at him.

"I wanna try it," he replied.

"Look, aren't you the one that told me Robbie had tried twice to put
it in your butt and it had hurt too much?" I asked.

"Uh huh!"

"Now think about it!  Whose dick is bigger?" I said.

"Uh, yeah!"

"Now if you really want to try it, you've got to do it right.  My way!  Okay?"

"Okay," Jason said, nodding his head.  "What's that stuff," he asked,
as I retrieved the tube of lube from the nightstand drawer.

"It's to grease up your butt," I said.

"Robbie and I used Vaseline," he said.

"This stuff is better," I replied.

I positioned Jason head down and butt up on the bed and popped open
the cap to the tube of lube.

"Now, I'm gonna lube up your bottom and loosen it up.  You sure you
wanna do this?" I asked.

"Yes!" Jason replied, nodding his head that he did.

In response, I squirted a liberal amount of the stuff on the fingers
of my right hand.

"Okay, here we go," I said, as I inserted my index finger into his
behind, prompting a yelp from him.

It took fifteen minutes for it to get to the point where I was sliding
two fingers in and out of Jason's bottom with relative ease.  Yet, I
knew that that wasn't enough.  It would only be when three fingers
didn't bother him much that the head of my cock would slip into his
bum, although I knew it still was going to be a tight fit.

"Ow!  It hurts!" Jason protested, and began to whimper as I began to
try and insert the third finger.

"Look, pretend you're taking a shit and jerk on your peter," I said.

In response, Jason reached under himself and started masturbating then
grunted.

"Ow! Oh!" he hollered, as all three fingers popped into his bottom.

"Okay, now try and relax.  Keep jerking on your dick!" I said.

Sure enough, after about another ten minutes, Jason was accepting all
three fingers with ease as I fucked him with them.  In fact, he began
to moan and fuck back onto them.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" he exclaimed, and began to rapidly hunch back on my
invading digits.

I smiled and fucked him deeper with my fingers, knowing what was about
to happen.

"Ohhhhhhh---shit!  I'm gonna cum, David!" he exclaimed, his voice quivering.

Then, he yelped and began to spew his load onto the sheets.

"What was happening?  I've never felt anything like that!  You're
fingers were hitting somethin in me!" Jason exclaimed, still panting
from his cum, and prompting me to chuckle.

"I'll explain it later.  Now, you still want it in your butt?" I asked.

"Yes!" Jason replied, nodding his head that he did.

"Okay, now it's still gonna hurt some.  So, you get on top like you
started to do awhile ago.  That way you can control things.  Just go
slowly," I said, as I lubed up my hard cock.

Satisfied that I was slicked up enough, I tossed the tube of lube onto
the bed sheets and lay back upon the bed with my hands behind my head.

"Okay, Tiger!  I'm ready," I said.

I watched as Jason straddled by groin again, took hold of my cock,
raised his butt up, and then aimed it at his hole.  Then, when I felt
the tip touch his ass lips I warned him again.

"Just go slow!  There's no rush," I said.

I could feel the pressure on the head of my cock as Jason began to
press down onto it and his face began to contort a bit.  Yet, I could
tell that his hole was yielding to the invasion.

"Ohhhhhh-----Owwwwwwww!" Jason hollered, and his face screwed up and
he bit his lower lip and started to whimper, the head of my cock
having popped into his rectum.

"It's okay.  Go slow!" I said, and reached for the tube of lube that
lay beside us upon the bed sheets.

Quickly, I squirted some of the stuff into the palm of my right hand,
tossed the tube of lube back onto the sheets, and then reached for
Jason's penis and began to milk it with my hand.

"Ohhh!  Mmmmmmm!" he exclaimed in response, the strain on his face
quickly changing.

"Feel good?" I asked.

"Oh yes!" he replied, and I could feel more of my cock slip into him.

"Unnnngggggh!" he exclaimed, and bit his lower lip again.

"Just take it slow and relax," I said, as I continued to milk penis
and it began to grow hard again.

"Oh shit!  Oh David!  Unnnggggggghhhhhh!" Jason cried out, and began
to involuntarily rock his hips, forcing more of my cock into him.

"You're doing fine," I said, noticing that his facial expression had
changed to one of pure lust.

>From past experience with first-timers and guys who hadn't been fucked
in a long while, I knew that milking Jason's dick would make the gooey
feelings overwhelm any discomfort he might be feeling.  Sure enough,
it was if my ministrations had the same effect as pushing the button
on the remote of a garage door opener and his butt opened up like
magic.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he cried out, in a crescendo, and in a flash his
butt was resting on my pubes.

"Oh yes!" I exclaimed, my entire cock now encased in the warm
tightness of his bottom.

"I did it," he said, looking down at me and half-smiling.

Then, he began to rock his hips.

"Go slow!" I warned him, yet I knew it was no use.

"Oh David! It's gonna happen again!" he soon cried out, and I could
feel his penis grow even harder in my hand.

I couldn't help but smile at his predicament because I remembered the
first time I had lowered myself onto a cock and how quickly I had cum
when I did.  It was when I was in college and the guy I had been
fucking around with asked me if I had ever tried it on top.  Believe
it or not, I never had and he was astounded that I hadn't.  So, we
sucked each other some more.  Then, he lubed up his cock, sat in one
of the straight back chairs in the bedroom and told me to climb on.
Much looser than Jason, I didn't have much difficulty sliding down the
guy's pole and it was like something inside me made me involuntarily
start rocking my hips.  As I did so, he began to milk my cock with his
hand and it was like instant orgasm.  In no time, I yelped, then cried
out, and was blowing my load.  I collapsed upon his chest, both of us
laughing, me in disbelief and him at my reaction.

As had happened to me, Jason was on the Express Train to Orgasmville
and I knew there was no way I was going to get on board to join him.

"Ohhhhhhh--------Unnnnnnnngggggggghhhh---------Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Jason
hollered, rearing his head back as he began to squirt cum all over my
stomach while I continued to milk his cock.

Then, with my cock still in him, he collapsed upon my chest breathing
heavily from his cum.

"Oh Gosh!  Oh damn!" he panted, prompting me to chuckle.

"I take it you enjoyed it," I said, holding him tightly to me.

"Oh yes!" he replied, nodding his head that he did and again prompting
me to chuckle.

"Well, hang on.  It's my turn," I said, and rolled him over onto his
back, my cock still in him.

"Oh shit!" he exclaimed.

Quickly, I threw those long legs of his over my shoulders, which had
the effect of hiking his butt up for perfect deep penetration.  Then,
I began to fuck his butt.

"Oh! Ow! Arrrgggghhh!" He wailed, as I began to thrust into his bottom
in earnest.

"Yeah! Oh shit yeah!" I exclaimed, the tightness of his bottom
strangling my cock as I pumped into him.

"Unnngggh! Unngggh! Unngggh!" Jason chanted in unison with my thrusts,
and he threw his arms around my neck for the ride.

That total act of surrender had a powerful effect upon me, and way
quicker than I expected I was soon bellowing like a bull and filling
his bottom with sperm.

"So, you okay?" I asked, as we lay cuddled together afterward.

"Yeah.  My hole kinda feels all open," he said, prompting me to
chuckle, and kiss him upon the head.

"It'll be okay," I said, and held him tighter.

Hours later, I broke apart our sixty-nine and reached for the tube of
lube and tossed it to him.

"Your turn," I said, and pulled my legs back, giving him access to my bum.

Jason didn't have to be told twice, and in a flash he had lubed up his
dick and was pressing his hips forward to put it in me.

"Ow! Easy!" I exclaimed.  "It's been awhile.  Go slow and give me time
to adjust," I said.

The expression on his face as he sunk into me and then began to fuck
me was priceless, as were his exclamations as he began to fuck my
butt.

"Oh fuck!  Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he chanted, his eyes glazed over with
lust, and I moaned as he started rabbit fucking me, yelped, and began
to shoot his load into my bottom.

Over the next days, before Mary came home, I was like a kid again.  It
reminded me so much of the torrid sessions Glen and I used to have
when I was a teenager.  We had sex like sex-starved lovers, as if we
both couldn't get enough.  It. was when Mary appeared at the door to
my apartment to pick up Jason that all hell soon broke loose.  There
was the usual excited greeting between mom and son.  Then, she looked
at me, then at him, then back at me.

"You God damned son of a bitch!" she screamed.

"Mary, I can assure you that-------------"

"Fuck you!  You God damned pervert!  Jason, go home now!" she
screamed, stopping me mid-sentence.

Quickly, Jason ran out the door, not even bothering to close it.

"You fucking bastard!  I trusted you!" she exclaimed.

"Mary, really, there was nothing----------------"

"You're a fucking liar!  I can see it in his eyes and yours!  I ought
to kill you or call the cops on your perverted ass!  But, I'm not.  If
you ever come near him or me I will call the cops.  Go straight to
fucking hell!" She railed, and stormed out the door, slamming it
behind her. In response, I plopped myself down upon the couch and
started to cry, realizing how stupid that I had been.

A week went by, then another.  A month passed.  When I wasn't teaching
I was miserable.  I tried to put Jason out of my mind but I couldn't.
I begin to drink way more than I should, if nothing else so I could
sleep at night.  I cried at the drop of a hat about anything,
especially when I thought about first seeing Jason at the beach or
when being sober led me to realize that I was hopelessly in love with
a fourteen year old kid.  It was at the end of September when things
changed again.

"Hello!" I said, having picked up the handset to the phone.

"David, this is Mary," the voice on the other end of the line said.

"Uh, hello, Mary!  I hope things are going okay," I said, not knowing
what else to say.

"No!  They're not.  I need to talk to you.  Can I come over?" she asked.

"Uh, yes." I replied.

"Fine!  I'll be right over," she replied, and hung up the phone.

My heart was pounding like a bass drum, and leapt up into my throat
when the doorbell rang.  I didn't even have time to greet Mary as I
opened the door because she entered swiftly and went over to the couch
and plopped herself down upon it.

"Well, Mary, what seems to be the problem," I said, having closed the
door and walking toward where she sat upon the couch.

"It's Jason."

"Oh?"

"Yes!  He's failing.  Even worse, I had to go to the police station
and pick him up yesterday!"

"Oh my God!"

"Yes!  You wanna know what for?" she asked.

"What?"

"He got picked up by an undercover cop for soliciting a blow job in
the bathhouse down the beach!"

"Oh shit!"

"Yes!  He's been miserable the last month.  He cries himself to sleep
at night!  It's you damn it!"

"Uh, really, Mary!  I'm more sorry about that than have ever been
about anything!"

"Oh shut up!  Jason told me all about it!  He's very fucking good at
getting what he wants!  It was him, not you!"

"Well, I am supposed to be the adult."

"Fuck that shit!  I've given in to him a hundred times when I
shouldn't have about things.  With you it just happened to be sex."

"Uh, I don't know what to say."

"Look, there's no way I can watch him twenty-four seven.  I want you
to do me a favor."

"What?"

"I'm going to have you put down as a co-guardian for him.  When I'm at
work, or whatever, I want you to be responsible.  Kind of a big
brother, as it were, although I don't think the kind of relationship
you two have is what the Big Brothers organization is all about," she
said drolly.

"Mary, really, I don't think that's a wise thing to do."

"Look, I don't care what you two do anymore.  Just don't tell me!  In
fact, I don't want to even think about it. For some reason, I don't
know why, he's got the absolute "hots" for you.  I'd rather it be you
than some creep in some restroom somewhere!"

"Uh, thanks, I guess."

"Will you do it?"

"Yes!" I said, the thought of seeing Jason again over-ridding what
should have been a serious consideration of what lay ahead.

To Be Continued