Date: Sat, 15 Jun 2002 07:17:46 EDT
From: R656600@aol.com
Subject: Jeremy Part 4 - The stories of Robert Cole

JEREMY

Part 4

At last!


On the ride back to Grand Central, Mark debated whether he should return in
the afternoon to meet the boy.  He considered the possibility that the teen
was setting him up for ridicule, a beating or worse!. However he couldn't
pass up the chance to have that boy's cock in his mouth.  He'd risk a
beating for it.


Mark was still very aroused when he got back to his apartment. Pictures of
last night's dream kept flashing in his head.  He got naked and fondled his
cock and balls.  He became erect immediately.  He walked into his den and
turned on his PC.  He clicked on his photo program and brought up pictures
of Devon he had taken with his digital camera in Central Park.  He zoomed
in on the boy's face as he rubbed his boner.

These pictures were taken when Devon was about 14.  He was wearing his
soccer shorts and Mark now zoomed in on his crotch.  He could see the bulge
between Devon's legs. This conjured up the taste and feel of Devon's
cock. Mark missed him so much!  Then Mark brought up a special folder of
photos he had taken of Devon in his bedroom a week or so before the boy
left for California.  He asked for Devon's permission to photograph him
nude.  He wanted to have this part of their relationship to remember in
pictures.  These photos were very precious to Mark; he only viewed them
when he was very lonely.

Mark loaded this folder into the slide show utility and clicked.  The first
picture showed Devon shirtless and clad only in his jockey shorts.  His is
standing by the bed.  Next, a sequence of pictures of Devon fondling his
cock through the underwear, getting hard, then lying on his stomach on the
bed, pulling his shorts down a bit and rubbing his ass, sticking his finger
into the crease of his ass and stimulating his ass hole.

The next series is of Devon completely naked.  He is lying on his back, his
gorgeous cock is fully erect and flat against his stomach.  In subsequent
photos, Devon is shown in various stages of masturbating.  When he is
getting close to orgasm Mark zooms in on his face.  Devon's eyes are
closed.  He had the habit of sticking his tongue out and curling it around
his upper lip as he came. Mark got a wonderful shot of this.  In Mark's
mind's "ear" he could hear the staccato "Ah's that always accompanied
Devon's orgasm. The last two photos show arcs of jiz spurting from Devon's
cock.  Usually Mark would be at the point of orgasm by the time the last
photo came on the screen.  This time, the sight of the boy he loved brought
back so many memories and such feelings of nostalgia that his erection
deflated.  He sat there holding his limp dick.  He could feel tears welling
up. He closed the folder and went into the bathroom to throw some water on
his face.  After a bit, he came back to the computer and brought up another
series of pictures.

This folder that contained hundreds of pictures of naked young boys and
teens, that Mark had downloaded from the Internet.  Some were erect and
some were soft.  They were all beautiful to Mark, but he had his favorites.
He searched until he found a few that were is major turn-ons.  The first
picture was of an adorable 9 year-old with an angelic smile on his face.
He sat on a bed facing the camera, his legs spread wide, bracing himself on
his hands.  His cute little boy-cock was uncut and stiff.  The pink
cock-head was peeking through the stretched foreskin. His little balls were
resting on the bed.

Mark began to work on his limp penis.  He focused his attention on the
little stiffie.  He imagined masturbating it then putting it into his mouth
and sucking on it.  He imagined bringing the boy to orgasm, feeling his
little cock pulsing in his mouth.  He could hear the boy moan and whimper
as wave after wave of pleasure surged through his body. Mark's cock began
to get hard!  He zoomed in on the stiffie and made it fill the screen.  He
could feel himself getting close.

He clicked to the next photo.  It was the same 9 year-old, this time lying
on his stomach.  His cute, round ass always brought Mark to the edge of
cuming.
 He zoomed in on it.  He imagined putting his tongue into the cleft and
then into the little ass hole.  He imagined hearing the boy moan as he
darted his tongue in and out.  He could feel the boy lifting his ass off
the bed and pushing it into his face.  Mark's hand was flying up and down
his shaft, but he wanted to last for the next and best picture, so he
slowed down.

With a mouse click, this wondrous sight filled the screen: the same boy is
laying on his back and this gorgeous teen, with an erection, is kneeling
between his legs with his mouth on the stiffie.  That always did it!
Mark's cock exploded.  Jets of jiz hit the screen and keyboard.  The waning
spurts sent cum dribbling over Mark's hand.  He collapsed back in his
chair.

After cleaning up, Mark dressed and decided to go for a walk.  He lived in
Tudor City, a large apartment complex on E, 43rd behind Grand Central
Terminal.  He walked through the complex, a honey comb of short, streets
between the apartment buildings.  At one cul de sac, overlooking the U.N.,
he came upon a bunch of teenagers skateboarding, doing jumps off a bench.
Some were shirtless.  Mark sat on an adjacent bench and watched.  One
particular boy attracted his attention.  Not only was he cute, but he was
shirtless and wore only brief, nylon running shorts. His chest was smooth
and tanned.  A thin trail of fuzz ran from is navel and disappeared into
his shorts.  As the boy moved, and the waist-band of his shorts moved, Mark
could see the boy's tan line.  He wanted to pull those shorts down and get
a look at and taste of that teen-cock, which he imagined must be huge!  As
the boy propelled the board, the nylon shorts would ride up into his ass
crack, pulling the shorts tight revealing a gorgeous ass, round and firm.
The boy's chest and back were slick with sweat.  A lock of his black hair
hung in front of his face and bounced as he jumped and turned. Mark
couldn't take his eyes off of him; he was getting a boner!

Suddenly the boy was skating toward him.  He sat on the bench next to Mark.
Mark was crazy, beside himself.  The boy's sneaker had become untied. He
looked at Mark and said, "Hi". He re-tied the laces and was off in a flash.
Mark was able to get a wiff of his sweat covered body.  He had to get out
of there otherwise he would have to jerk off again!

At 3:00 p.m. Mark headed for the Terminal and subway.  It seemed forever
until the #6 roared into the station.  The car he entered was mostly empty.
It was one of those new computrized subway trains, which have automatic,
very audible announcements and flashing signs that read out the next
station.  The cars are clean and well air-conditioned.  Mark tried to sit
back and relax but the anticipation of the meeting was making him very
anxious.  His mind was rushing around to all the possibilities that might
occur.  Suddenly he heard a recorded woman's voice announce: "33rd Street."
Then a man's, "Stand clear of the closing doors."

"If the boy was in earnest," he thought, "where could we go for our little
tryst?"  (`28th street') "I know nothing about this kid.  Would he have the
cops waiting to arrest me for child molesting?"  (`23rd street!')  "This
might be a trap. The boy's friends could be waiting to rough me up!" (`14th
street, Union Square') "On the other hand, I might have the time of my life
with the boy of my dreams" (`Astor Place') Mark heard the announcement from
the edge of his swirling thoughts.  He ran out of the car just as the doors
were closing. He heard: "Stand clear of the closing doors!"  as he set foot
on the platform.  He went out into the bright sunshine and walked the route
to the boy's school.  The time was 3:20

The bench across from the entrance of the school was thankfully empty.  He
sat and waited.  At precisely 3:30 he heard the school bell ring and kids
came streaming out of the building.  He couldn't see the boy among any of
them.  Finally the last student came out; still no boy. Mark sighed and got
up leave.  He was disappointed and perhaps a little relieved.  He thought
about how stupid he was in considering that this boy would have anything at
all to do with him.  He was straight; he had a girl friend, after all!  He
saw them together that morning.  He thought about how, right now, he could
be hand cuffed and in the back seat of a police car.  He thought about
being taunted and beaten up by the boy's friends.  He took a step away from
the bench.  That's when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"I knew you'd come."

Mark recognized the voice! He spun around and came face to face with the
gorgeous creature of his wet dreams.  The boy was smiling.  His attitude
was different from this morning's.

"Hi, my name is Jeremy.  What's yours."

"Mark, not knowing how to react, stammered, "Mark."  The boy extended his
hand and Mark took it.

"I'm sorry that I was so mean this morning.  You were really annoying me
and scaring me."

"What changed your mind," Mark asked.

"When I got up close to you I seemed to have seen you before," the boy
laughed, "somewhere other than here." Then after a while I remembered.  We
live in the same apartments; don't you live in Tudor City?  I see you all
the time.

Mark was stunned!  He never remembered seeing this boy outside of the
subway station. "Yes," Mark replied.  "I do live there but I've never
spotted you except at the subway."

I live in building 23.  I think I've seen you come out of building 24.

"You're right," Mark replied, still amazed.

"This is great, Jeremy responded.  "We can't go to my place because my
parents and sister are home.  Maybe we can go to yours."

Mark couldn't believe any of this was happening.  "You're really interested
in being with me," Mark asked hesitantly?

"Oh sure," Jeremy replied," I love getting my cock sucked.  Besides you
seem like a cool guy and I guess you're really interested in me!  The few
gay friends I have are committed to other people and I have to be
careful. I don't do the gay scene because my folks are well known around
and I don't want to hurt them.  They don't know about me.  But you're OK,
you came back!"

"You're really gay? Mark asked.  "I thought I saw you kissing a girl in
front of the school this morning."

"Yeah, that was my sister."  We really like each other.  She real cool."

Mark unlocked the door of his apartment and invited Jeremy in.  "Give me
your jacket and I'll hang it up in the closet."  The boy handed it to Mark
then went and sat down in the living room.

"Nice place you got here."

"Thanks," Mark replied.  He then sat down next to the boy.  He was very
aroused.  He could feel his cock getting hard.

"Looks like you really like me," Jeremy observed, pointing to bulge in
Mark's trousers.

Mark smiled and gave his dick a rub. "How much time do we have?"

"Not a lot.  My parents will expect me home in about an hour.  They know
that I sometimes go to the library after school."

Mark sat close to the boy.  He could feel Jeremy's body heat.  He could see
that the teen was also getting hard.  Mark reached over and stroked
Jeremy's hair.  It was soft to the touch.  He then caressed his face.  He
brushed his index finger across Jeremy's lips and inserted it between them.
Jeremy opened his mouth and Mark rubbed his finger on the boy's tongue.  He
then put the finger into his own mouth and sucked it.  Mark brought his
face to Jeremy's and kissed his forehead then pressed his lips onto the
boys.  Jeremy opened his mouth and Mark put his tongue in.

Mark unbuttoned the boy's shirt and rubbed his chest giving particular
attention to his nipples.  Then placing his hand between Jeremy's legs, he
groped his cock.  The boy was now fully erect.  It felt like a sizable one!
He got on his knees and separated Jeremy's legs. He unzipped his fly and
reached in.  He moved the boy's underwear aside and took his cock out.  It
was beautiful, uncut and almost as big as his own. Mark sighed then put his
hand through the boy's fly and fondled his balls.  He lowered his head and
inhaled.  He smelled the boy's scent.  He licked the cock-head then took it
fully into his mouth, while gently pulling on his balls.  Jeremy 's eyes
were closed.  He moaned as he felt Mark's hot mouth on his cock-head.  He
was so aroused that he placed his hands on Mark's head and tried to push
him down on his erection.  Mark wanted this glorious moment to last, so he
lifted off of Jeremy.

"Let's go into the bedroom," he whispered.

Mark heard Jeremy exhale.  They both got up and Mark took the boy's hand
and led the way.  Standing by the bed, they embraced and kissed, rubbing
and swirling their tongues together.  Jeremy put his arms around Mark's
neck, then his waist, pulling Mark tightly to him.  Mark could feel
Jeremy's boner stabbing him in the abdomen.

"I've dreamed of you almost every night," Mark panted as he kissed and
licked Jeremy's ears and neck.  "You're the most beautiful boy I've ever
seen!"  Mark was running his fingers through Jeremy's hair, looking
directly into his eyes.  Jeremy responded with a smile, then reached down
and fondled Mark's erection and gently squeezed his balls.

Both were breathing heavily.  As Mark kissed and licked his way down
Jeremy's chest he could feel the boy's heart pounding.  He reached his
nipples and sucked on them.  Then inserted his tongue into the boy's navel.
Mark could wait no longer.  He knelt in front of the boy and asked him to
turn around facing the bed.  Jeremy's ass was right in Mark's face.  He
re-imaged the scene in last night's dream when he plunged his face into the
boy's ass.  Now he was going to actually experience it for real!  He
reached around and took Jeremy's erection in his hand and masturbated him.
The boy was oozing pre-cum, which Mark smeared all over his cock.  As he
wanked him Mark inserted his tongue into Jeremy's ass crack and licked it,
up and down.  The smell of sweat and boy odor almost overwhelmed him.  He
then concentrated his tongue on Jeremy's ass hole.  He heard the boy grunt
and moan as he flicked his tongue rapidly around and in and out of it.
Suddenly Jeremy contracted his ass cheeks.  Mark knew that the boy was
about to cum so he withdrew his tongue.

"Let's take a breather," Mark said and he got up from his knees.  Jeremy
turned around.  Mark saw how flushed the boy's face was, how ragged his
breaths were.  His steel hard cock was twitching and pulsing in dry orgasm.
Pre-cum was just streaming out.

Mark put his arm around Jeremy's shoulder.  "You're so beautiful," he
repeated.

They both laid down, side by side on the bed.  After catching their
breaths, Jeremy reached over and took Mark's cock in his hand and
masturbated him, ever so slowly.  Mark could feel his cum rising up his
cock-shaft.

 "I really need to cum, Jeremy!"

The boy noticed beads of sweat on Mark's forehead.  Jeremy touched his face
and rubbed his chest.  He got up and knelt between Mark's legs.  He put his
mouth on Mark's cock and sucked hungrily.  Jeremy was no neophyte.  He was
very experienced.  He took Mark all the way in to the back of his throat
then clenched his lips around the shaft.  He twisted his head from side to
side, Mark's cock-head rubbing against the back of Jeremy's throat. Mark's
body stiffened.  Jeremy began to bob up and down the shaft rapidly as he
gently grasped and tugged on Mark's balls.  Mark grabbed the bed spread
with both hands and pulled on it.  "Oh.........!" he yelped as his cock
spasmed in Jeremy's mouth, his white, hot load flooding the boy's throat.
Mark opened his eyes as Jeremy let his spent cock out of his mouth.  He had
managed to swallow most of Mark's wad.

Mark lay back against the pillow exhausted.  Jeremy laid down beside him.
His raging boner also in need of release.  Mark fondled it, then began to
masturbate him.  When Jeremy was about to cum, Mark got between his lets
and took Jeremy's erection into his mouth.  He sucked him all the way in
and held him there; Jeremy arched his back.  Mark quickly inserted his free
hand under the boy's ass then pressed his index finger against Jeremy's ass
hole.  Mark heard Jeremy suck in his breath then let out a long, low moan.
His cock erupted in a flood.  Mark had to swallow rapidly!

With a sigh, Jeremy laid back on the pillow.  He looked up at Mark.

"That was the best.  You're really cool, man.

"So are you," Mark replied.

Jeremy rested for a bit then looked at the bed-side alarm clock.  "Gotta
go.  My parents will start to worry."  They both got up and dressed and
went into the living room.

"Thanks, Jeremy, that was spectacular!"

"It was for me too.  Let's see each other again soon."  They hugged and
kissed.

On the way to the door Jeremy noticed a small, framed photograph on an end
table.  He picked it up.  "Devon!"

"You know Devon," Mark asked in amazement.

"Oh sure, I know the little prick!  But that's another story.  I really
gotta go."