Date: Wed, 10 Dec 2003 14:08:55 -0000
From: bryan@thepostoffice.com
Subject: Leo Chapter 1

This story involves full unprotected sex between a man and a boy, and
between that boy and the man's young son.  By writing this story I don't
promote illegal sex between adult/youth, but I think most boys have
experimented with other boys.  I also don't encourage unprotected sex of
any type.


Chapter 1 - FLAT TYRE


Hello let me introduce myself. My names Leo (my friends call me 'The
Lion'); I'm a 14 year old English boy. My hair is a straw colour and quiet
long, at least by today's fashion; it just covers my shirt colour and hangs
over my ears. My eyes are light blue, and my skin is clear of spots or
imperfections - and because of my preference to outdoor activity my skin
has a bronzed tan which highlights my light hair. I'm a little smaller than
the average 13 year old boy, but I like to think my body is above average
in its condition. I belong to a soccer team and we train 3 times a week,
with a match on Saturday (and sometimes on Sunday), so with all the
training my body is quiet firm and muscular.

But as you're reading this, I expect you're interested in my sexual
activities? Well to be honest, the only experience I've had, has been 'solo
exploration', that is to say - unaccompanied sex - on my own - by myself,
I'm sure you get the idea. I started wanking about 2 years ago, after I
read a gay magazine....or rather as I read the articles I began playing
with my 'round headed' cock - and as the stories got more descriptive so my
fondling became more active...and before long my cock spurted the contents
of my balls over my hand. Having read of 'blow jobs' I was keen to see what
this warm, white juice tasted like - so cautiously I darted my tongue into
the mess on my hands. It tasted salty, but not unpleasant. I had also
experimented with sticking objects into my arse-hole, but never really
forced it passed the first signs of resistance.

Soon I was wanking 2 or 3 times a day...in the places that presented the
most thrills, in the school toilets; on a bus (that was exciting); behind a
tree in the park.

I remember after a soccer match, found myself in the showers gazing at the
other boy's 'meat and 2 veg'. Some of the boys were a little younger than
me - but looking at their cocks, and their arses when they turned their
back to me I found I had to face the wall because my cock, was showing to
anyone who wanted to look, how excited the scene had engorged my cock - the
helmet protruded further out from the skin, further than normal. I had to
wait until the last boy had left to get dressed before; with a rapid and
urgent massage I was able to bring it to a modest appearance. Some of the
older boys in the team had started to grow this downy fluffy growth of hair
around their groin - and when I got home I found myself naked in my bedroom
- looking into a hand mirror looking around my cock for signs of pubic hair
growth.

But let me tell you of the time I experienced sex with someone else.

Let's start at the beginning.

After a game of soccer on a sunny Saturday afternoon, I got on my bicycle
to cycle the 15 miles home...but only about two miles from the soccer pitch
I found the back wheel had gone over something sharp, which had punctured
the back tyre. Normally the journey home takes about 45 minutes, but if I
have to walk home like now, it might take 2 or 3 hours. I thought I'd
telephone home and let my mum know I would be home lat, but with no money
in my track suit pockets - I had to knock on someone's door to ask if I
could phone home.

I knew that one of the boys in the team lived close to where I was, so made
my way to his house, and at the front door rang the doorbell, and waited
for the boy to open the door. To my surprise his father had come to the
door - and I found myself looking into the face of the man. He was about
30ish, with dark hair

"Hello, is Jake in?" I asked (Jake being the name of the boy who lived
here).

"Nope, he lives with his mother now"

I didn't know Jake's parents were separated, but I was starting to feel
tired with the match and walking, so I asked him if I could call home to
let my mum know I was going to be late.

"Of course" he answered with a smile

Stepping to one side he permitted me to enter and closing the door behind
me he ushered me into the front room.

"Here's the phone" he said as he passed me one of those mobile
types. Unfortunately my mum must have been out shopping because I got our
answer machine. So I left a message on the machine, knowing mum would check
it out when she got back home.

"Would you like a drink" Jake's dad asked.

"I was a little damp from the sweat, and I found the idea of a cold drink
refreshing.

"Yes please," I replied, "but I must start for home afterwards"

"I can give you a lift in my car if you like" he suggested.

The offer of a lift was more than I expected, but I was only too pleased to
accept his offer.

"I've seen you play, when I've gone to watch Jake, and you certainly look
like you are enjoying the game".

As he passed me the drink he dropped down onto the couch next to me.

The cold drink tasted great after the warm walk, and he asked if I would
like another one.

"Yes please, if it's not too much trouble" I responded.

As the man got up he placed his hand on my knee to help himself up -
leaving the room to get me another drink, I found myself confused with this
unexpected contact, but dismissed it as an involuntary action.

"Here, this time take your time drinking, or you may give yourself a
stomach ache" he suggested.

Taking a sip, I leaned forward to place the glass onto the table, which was
in front of us.

When I returned to the couch I found he had rested his arm on the top, so
as I sat down he was able to encircle my shoulders with his strong arm.

Looking into my face he explained why he and his wife had parted, he had
found sexual satisfaction with Jake HIS SON! And when his wife found out
she took Jake and left him, but, since then he had found fulfilment with
gay prostitutes, but he found young smooth boys far more exciting and
erotic.

He brought his hand over my hair - brushing it away from my face, "You've
got a nice face" he remarked, he then lowered his hand to my chest and
rubbing the T-shirt over my nipples "You've got a nice firm chest" he
added.

"Thank you" I answered, although slightly surprised by this man's contact.

I bet you've got a strong stomach as well" and is if to confirm this he
lowered his hand to my stomach and rubbed the material, feeling my tight
stomach.

Like most boys my age I was keen to impress him with my firm, muscular
torso, tightening my muscles as he continued to rub my stomach through the
thin material.

"Mmmmm, nice and firm" he observed, which of course was my intention.

"Do you work out?" he asked as he continued drawing his hand over my
stomach.

"No! But I do train" I answered slightly proud of the effect my body had on
him.

"I bet your legs are just as firm", as he told me this he pressed his hand
into my cloth covered knee, his touch sent a shudder through my body.

"When I've seen you at the match", he continued, "I loved the way you
moved, and the way your shorts fitted - tight around your arse, which I
found extremely arousing."

His hand that had remained motionless on my knee had slid up slightly and
was resting on my thigh with his fingers resting on my inner thigh.

"I think I should go" I whispered, "Mum will be expecting me"

"You can stay a couple of hours if I'm giving you a ride home" he reminded
me.

His hand began caressing my inner thigh, and his arm around my shoulder
drew me closer to him. The warmth and nearness of his body excited me
further. I found the situation confusing and frightening, but at the same
time exciting.

I opened my legs wider to give him easer access to my thigh. I had never
thought the touch of another person could be so....sexually arousing!

He took the movement of my legs as a sign that I was OK with this
situation, and moving his arm (which was around my shoulder) he placed his
hand behind my head, and pulling my head closer to his he planted his lips
on mine, and although I resisted, my resistance eased and I found his
tongue forcing its way into my moist mouth. His other continued to rub the
material of my track suit trousers against me skin.

"Slowly his hand moved further up, and come to rest on my groin, his hand
rested on my track suit pants where my cock was starting to show how I was
responding to this new feeling.

My body tightened as his palm rested on my ever-increase hard cock, finding
little resistance he rubbed the fabric over my cock.

"Nice boy" he whispered into my ears, and I found my heart beating faster
as he continued rubbing my 'boy-meat' through the track suit.

"Nice and firm as well" he whispered, "Do you work out down there as well?"
he said looking into my flushed face

"No", I lied.

He returned to kissing me, my face was trapped between his mouth and his
hand behind my head, and I was powerless to resist his manoeuvres.

Keeping his lips against mine he moved his hand upwards, and gently pulled
my T-shirt free from the waist-band, sliding his hand under he stroked my
nervous stomach, feeling the tension he felt before, he then moved it
higher until he found my nipple.

"Very nice boy, nice chest, and nice nipples" he whispered as I allowed him
access to my torso. Moving away from me, he lifted my T-shirt up, and as I
lifted my arms he pulled it over my head and threw it on the floor, behind
the couch. He again moved closer but his lips moved down to my nipple while
his other hand was caressing and pinching the other one. As he continued to
kiss, and lick my nipple his other hand moved lower: I felt a tug at my
waist as he pulled the knot in the cord free from in the waistband of my
trousers.

He moved the hand up to the waistband and I felt a shock as his hand slid
under the material.

I had left the soccer match quickly so had kept my shorts on and just
pulled the trousers over them. His hand rested on the flimsy material of my
shorts easily feeling my erect cock, which was pushing the thin, flimsy
material away from my body. After what appeared to be ages, but I'm sure
was only a couple of minutes, his hand stopped the fondling of my cock, and
pulled free from the trousers. I looked down and saw this area where it was
obvious his massaging had an effect as the track suit material formed a
lump around my cock.

He let go of my nipple and grasping the waistband he attempted to tug the
trousers down...I lifted my arse of the couch and I felt the waistband slid
down, he continued pulling them down until they rested on my ankles. Only
my trainers stopped them from being completely yanked off, and only my
white shorts protected me from exposing all I had, and everything he
wanted, but I knew I was totally helpless to his advances.

He turned me so that I was able to lie down on the couch, and I felt his
tongue lick my nipple then it moved down to my navel where it stirred
around the crevasses - before moving lower until I felt my cock, being
taken into his mouth through the wafer-thin material of my shorts. This was
the first time I had been with another person sexually, and it was an old
man who was doing his best to give me a 'blow job'.

I squirmed and wriggled beneath him, but his hands on my hips kept me under
his probing mouth.

I felt my cock getting moist from his mouth, and I guess from my
pre-cum. Without moving his mouth off of my cock, he pressed his hands
under my waist and cupped my arse cheeks in his hands. As he stroked my
cheeks I tried to offer him better access as I lifted my hips. He slid his
fingers inward until he found the groove between my buttocks. I jerked my
hips as he pressed his finger into my 'hole'. The material was also forcing
its way in as well. As my hips jerked upwards, my cock slipped from his
mouth.....He lifted himself up and looking into my eyes, unfastened the
knot of the cord holding my shorts up, I lay there motionless, watching as
he loosened the knot, I felt the tension around my waist lessen as the knot
was undone, I felt the waistband loosen as the cord separated. The last
obstruction to his advances was vanishing, my shorts, which was the last
line of defence I had before he had full access to my body, no longer
protected me and I was unwilling to resist as I felt the waistband of my
shorts pulled loose, and placing his hand on my thigh he slid his hand up
and under the material, only to find another material resistance.

My shorts were in fact the type that swimmers wear - you know the type,
with inner 'pants'. Some of the boys in the team wore jock-straps', but I
found these kept everything that needed to be kept safe, sufficient. I saw
him smile as if he found this new obstruction less of a barrier, more like
another 'turn-on'. I knew this thin cloth was the only thing that kept my
boy-cock from his searching hand – but I knew he would soon hold me in his
hand...and I would freely give myself to him.

This material however was insufficient to stop his hand from entering my
shorts, and by pushing his fingers beneath the edge of the inner-shorts
fabric he was able to continue the penetration into my shorts, I felt my
body tense as his fingers came into contact with my straining cock. Cupping
my stiff cock in his hands he gently massaged it, stroking the head with
his finger.

"Good boy" he whispered, "Nice cock".

I felt my heartbeat increase as he continued to massage my now straining
cock; he lowered his hands and cupped my balls. All my solo sexual play had
never prepared me for the fear and exhilaration I was feeling as this man
rolled my balls between his fingers

Moving his hand out from my shorts, he again gripped the waistband, pulling
and tugging them downwards, I felt my cock, being forced downwards, I again
lifted my hips off the couch to allow him to slid my shorts off my hips,
and as the waistband moved lower, my cock became free and it sprung up
volunteering him full view of my moist cock-head. He let go of my shorts
leaving them on my thighs, taking my cock in his hand he began sliding the
skin over the tip, pulling it back he leaned down and kissed the head,
which was now presented to him. He took my cock in his mouth sliding to the
base. This of course was something I had never been able to do to myself,
and I forced my hips upwards trying to get more of my cock into his
obliging sucking mouth. While one hand remained on my thigh his other hand
pushed its way between my legs and cupped my balls in his caressing hand. I
had totally submitted to his advances - until he had me naked under his
body.

Letting go of my balls he continued forcing his hand between my legs until
he was able to run his finger down my arse crack.

I felt the pressure against my hole increase, as he cruelly continued
forcing his finger in....

"Ouch" I murmured, hoping this reminder him that I was still here might
cause him to stop his attack on my unprotected orifice, but it seemed to
urge him on.

"Please, no" I whimpered, but he continued to thrust his finger further. I
felt my ring muscle strain as his finger penetrated further and my body
reluctantly opened as it became impaled onto his probing finger.

"Auggghh" I screamed as he slid his finger in further, "Please stop" I
screamed. My appeals went unanswered and ignored. I lifted my hips as high
as I could in an attempt to evade his probing finger.

BIG MISTAKE!!

He took my attempt at escape as a submissive movement. He removed his
finger leaving my hole feeling empty, and moving from the couch, he took my
shorts, which had slid further down to my knees after my agitated attempt
to avoid his penetrating finger, and slid them down to join my track suit
pants around my ankles.

Without untying my laces he urgently pulled my trainers off, he slipped my
sport socks of - which made it easy for him to remove the rest of my
clothes that had formed around my ankles. After throwing my clothes to the
floor he grabbed hold of my ankles he lifted them up, and brought my knees
to my chest, I knew my hole was exposed and more exposed to his invading
finger. To my surprise, he slid down and probed my crack with his spit
covered tongue.

When he found my hole, which he had recently stretched, then vacated - he
probed into the dark damp hole with his tongue. This unexpected move sent a
wave of excitement and eagerness through my body. I griped my arse and
tried to pull my cheeks further apart - stretching the hole wider, allowing
more of his tongue into my virgin, gasping hole

After my hole was completely wet from his spit, he lowered my legs, but
kept a grip on them, getting off the couch he moved to the end and pulled
me along with him. Here he pulled me upwards until my lower back rested on
the arm of the couch. Again I found my knees being pushed to my chest, He
let go of them, and brought his thumbs into my arse-crack. Forcing the
edges of his thumb into my opening, he pried open my last remains of
innocence; I felt my hole submit as he continued forcing the hole apart.

Although my mind was experiencing many feeling, I heard his zip, I tried to
look at him, but my position gave me little space for movement.

"You lovely boy" he reminded me, "With a lovely arse" he added.

I felt the head of his cock knock on the door to my hole.

"No please" I squirmed in an attempt to escape, I knew his intention, my
mind was racing with the fear of pain, but he kept his hand on my chest,
and I was powerless to move. I felt the pressure at my hole increase, I
felt tears on my face as the overwhelming pain I was feeling finally caused
me to cry.

"NO! NO!" I begged, but the pressure increased - I felt his weight against
me as he attempted to force more of his man-cock, into my innocent
boy-arse. What seemed to last forever the pressure intensified, I was
unable to offer any resistance, but the pain was too great, my hole refused
to open as my screams of protest prevented him from achieving what we both
wanted.

I was exhausted from the punishment my body had gone through in the last 30
minutes. I felt his arm passing under my knees, and his other arm under my
back, as he lifted my naked body clear of the couch, my body was covered in
sweat, he looked at me as he climbed the stairs, my arm around his neck.

"Now let's get serious" he said

He carried me into his bedroom, and dropped me on his bed

I was too weak to move as I watched him remove his shirt, then undoing his
belt he allowed his trousers to drop around his ankles, sitting on the edge
of the bed, he undid, first one lace of his show, than the other. Kicking
both shoes off, he slipped of his socks - and standing up, pushed his
thumbs into his boxers, and pushed them down. I saw his cock, still rigid
covered in my shit. Sitting down again, he slipped both his trousers and
boxers to the floor. He stood up and disappeared out the room I tried to
move but my body was unable to comply with my will.

He came back into the room, with a can of beer, from which he took a swig
and a jar of something.

He lay down beside me, I was sure he could feel my heart beating rapidly
against my chest as he began running his hand up and down my upper body,
stopping in the middle to draw little circles with his finger, he lowered
his mouth to my chest and I felt his tongue lick and suck my chest.

"Nice boy, nice cock, nice arse", He whispered in my ears. Taking me in his
arms he rolled over onto his back taking me with him, I was lying on top of
him, I felt his searching cock press against my thighs, reaching onto the
table he undid the jar that he had brought into the room. He opened his
legs, allowing mine to rest on the mattress between them, he brought his
ankles over mine – and pried open my legs I felt his fingers probe for my
violated hole again, It didn't take long for him to find the opening, and I
again felt the pressure as he pushed his finger in, but this time I felt a
cold feeling. A numbness around his piercing finger as the gel took effect
as my hole went numb. I squirmed on top of him, which only succeeded in
exciting him (and me) more, he continued to force more of the gel into my
hole, and he held my hole open with one hand as he continued to push more
of the gel down my chute, the pain lessened as more was pushed in. As he
continued finger fucking me, I was aware of his finger sliding in my hole,
but the pain had subsided to a dull sensation.

I felt his finger withdraw, then I felt something bigger - NO, NOT TWO
FINGERS!

"Please no" I whispered, and in spite of me squirming beneath his
penetrating fingers I felt my abused hole open as he filled me with his
probing fingers, first one than two.

"Relax and enjoy" was all he would say. My arse was opening up to this
abuse, but I also felt my cock once again start to rear its head.....he
must have felt it to 'cause he smiled into my face.

Rolling us over so I was once again underneath him, he lifted himself of my
chest, and raised his hips, lifting his cock off my thighs, to look at my
upright cock.

"Good boy"

Placing his hand on my chest, holding me against the bed, he turned himself
around so my head was between his knees, and I gasped for breath as he once
again lowered his mouth to my erect, sore and tender cock. He sucked my
cock into his mouth and enclosed it completely in his sucking mouth, I felt
his lips against my groin – my cock was once again totally submerged in his
mouth. His tongue caressed my sensitive gland; I felt my foreskin rubbing
up and down the length of my cock as he guided it with his mouth. His cock
was above my head, and I became aware that it was getting closer, I knew my
mouth wanted to taste his cock – but the thought of his hairy cock entering
my mouth caused me to cough. Soon his cock was pressing against my lips,
lifting his mouth of my cock – he looked between our bodies to see he was
in the right area.

"Open up", he ordered and I relinquished any control I had, opening my
mouth he lowered his hips and slowly slid his hairy cock into my young
virgin mouth...I was powerless to escape the unavoidable - and his cock
glided into my mouth. I felt myself gagging on the invading piece of blood
filled meat, It slowly pushed it's way passed my tonsils and into my throat
where it continued sliding down....without withdrawing his cock, he slid
his arms beneath my thighs and bending my legs and lifting my arse of the
bed he was once again able to continue probing my hole with his fingers - I
was an overpowered willing slave to his desires. Keeping his cock in my
mouth he lowered the rest of his body until I was captured between his body
and the mattress. Slowly he lifted his hips off the bed – I thought he was
pulling his cock from my mouth, and then he again lowered his hips: his
cock returned to my throat – he was fucking my mouth. Time and again I felt
his cock; slide down my throat...as he continued to force more of his
finger into my ever-stretching hole, soon my hole was helpless to stop his
attack as the gel took it hold.

As he withdrew his fingers my vacated hole yawned for more attenten, and
soon it wasn't going to be disapointed. Standing up, I watched as he took
another swig from the can....his cock was pointing, menacingly toward me
and for the first time I felt my body tremble with fright....or was it
anisipation? Kneeling at the edge, he rolled me over on to my stomach, my
own rampant cock, was forced onto my stomach as I lay there. His fingers
once again returned to my slippery hole, I tried to evade his attack as I
felt my opening give way again to his forceful actions. I felt his finger
press into my hole, and I tried to escape the entry by forcing myself into
the matress. My body was soon impained on his finger as he continualy slid
it into my awaiting passageway. Lifting my hips of the bed, I found myself
pushing against the invading finger, he seemed happy with this and
continued to finger fuck my defenseless body. I squrmed in an attempt to
offer him more of my arse trying to get more of his finger into me, but my
attemp (I thought) caused him to remove his finger. but I heard the bed
creak, and felt the matrase sag as he put his full weight onto it. I felt
his hands on my legs pulling them apart, soon he was kneeling between my
open legs, I felt his thumbs press into my arse, and my hole was forsed
open I felt his cock head probe my opening, and as the weight increased I
felt his cock slide into my arse. I graseped the edges ofthe matress in an
attempt to somhow control the pain I was feeling.

"No, Pleae" I pleaded with him.

"Too late boy, you're at the point of no return" he answered back, and with
this I felt more of his cock push into my hole. I was powerless to stop
this penetration I felt tears in my eyes as the pain increased, I burried
my head into the pillow trying to muffle any sounds I was making...I felt
hisd full weight as I felt his body rest on my back. Reaching under my arms
he brought his hands behind my head and grasping them together he pressed
my head forcibly into the pillow. I found it difficult to breath as I felt
him drive any remaining cock into my already full hole. He began to
withdraw his cock, but slamed it again into me....the pillow hid my screams
as time and time again he would withdraw than slame into me...Soon the pain
eased as I became acustomed to his cock, as it continued to fuck my young
arse. I tried to raise my hips of the bed to meet his thrusts, but his
wieght was to great. He continued to plough his cock into me and I was
powerless to stop him. I felt his action slow until it stoped, his
bodyweight fully resting on my battered body beneath him.

After what seemed ages, but in reality was probably only a few minutes, he
withdrew his cock and turning me over he sat on my chest reaching across to
the bedside cabinet he took the can of beer, and bringing the can to his
mouth he tipped the can up....his weight took my breath away.

Replacing the can on the cabinet, he laid down beside me, I watched as his
erect cock, swung from side to side. Placeing his arm under my head he
reached across my yelding body, and taking a firm grip of my hip he rolled
me on top of him.

"Sit up" he ordered, and I tried my best to obey, he had to help, as I sat
astride his hips, I again felt his now familiar cock-head press against my
crack, and without any instructions, I reached behind and taking it in my
hand guided it to my battered hole. Lifting myself off his stomach I
positioned it beneath my opening hole, as I lowered myself I felt my body
eagerly open as my desensitized hole greedily sucked at his cock, I wanted
to devour all this man had to offer and I relaxed as my abused hole once
again swallowed his cock. Reaching behind, I placed my hands on his thighs
enabling me to lift my feet off the mattress, as my weight was transferred
to his groin I received every centimetre of his straining cock. He brought
his knees up behind me, allowing me to lean back, forcing more of his cock
into my insatiable hole. He caressed my thighs, played with my
belly-button, stroked my stomach, pinched and fondled my nipples and played
with my rigid cock, his hands were everywhere. He cradled my arse in his
hands as I bounced up and down, wanking his cock with my all consuming
hole. I felt little pain, just the sensation of his cock in my hole

"You better stop" he warned, "Or you'll get your inners wet"

"I don't care" I replied as I continued to bounce on his cock; I wanted
this man's cum in me...

He held me down on his cock, stopping me from riding it, "You sure?" he
asked

"Yes" I replied

Without warning he sat up, I nearly lost balance but he held me firm
between his strong hands, still hugging his cock in my body, he brought his
lips to mine and pressed his tongue into my mouth, his arms were now around
my back, pulling me closer to his chest.

He rolled over taking me with him; my hole lost its grip on his cock as it
slid out, our bodies were entwined, he looked into my blue eyes as if
searching for confirmation and permission to totally and unconditionally
fill me with his seed.

He must have seen something because he pushed me up the bed until my head
was against the head board - I found myself bent double unable to move (and
unwilling to even if I could) as he again brought my knees to my chest. He
again got off the bed and took a gulp from the beer can. I watched as he
stood beside the bed, his cock now a rampant awesome weapon, which I knew
would soon be inserted in me. I was totally at his mercy, unable to move -
and it dawned on me that no-one knew I was here.

As he took the last drops of beer, he ran his fingertip down my crack,
finding little resistance as he once again entered me to ensure my hole was
ready (and willing) to accommodate his cock. Standing up he took a final
drink from the beer, and I felt the mattress sink as he again got on the
bed again and move to where my bent and moist body offered my gaping hole
to him, I was now resting on my shoulders, with my cock almost above my
face, and my loose hole blinking at the ceiling. He stood above me,
straddling my helpless and vulnerable young body, lowering himself down he
aimed his erect cock at the newly vacated opening. He bent his knees and
brought the head of his cock to my stretched orifice. I was powerless to
stop his entry into my clammy, sore and bruised body (even if I wanted
to). Slowly he pushed his cock into my ready and waiting hole until I felt
his weight, moving his hands around my legs; he rested his hands on the
mattress, either side of my head. He supported himself as he pinned me
against the bed as his cock completed its journey, filling my arse, my body
was speared on his forceful cock

Lovely boy" he said, as he looked into my eyes, "Lovely boy" he whispered,
and with this he took my cock in his hand. He pushed his cock further into
my excited and enthusiastic hole. He started to pull my skin over the head
of my cock, than slowly slid it back down, he continued doing this as I
felt him withdraw his stake from my hole - only to feel it thrust
back. Despite the dull ache, my body gave in and I began to enjoy this new
feelings, I voluntarily lifted my hips higher off the bed, trying to offer
more of my arse to his probing cock. His hand continued it's manipulation
of my cock in time with the slow thrusting action in my arse, soon I felt
the feeling in my balls, knowing that I was about to cum, my boy-fluid
leaked out over his hand, and as my cock twitched in his hand my cum
dribbled into his fingers, my arse muscle jerked in time, griping his
cock. He had slowed his rigorous fucking in my arse to a slow careful
pumping action, pausing on the down stroke to hear me pled for him to go
faster.

"Fuck me" I pleaded, "Shoot your cum into me, PLEEEZE!" I screamed.

His speed continued its slow, unhurried and rhythmic assault of my
submissive hole. I felt my cock relax in his hand, but he continued rubbing
the skin back and forth, droplets of cum dripped between his fingers
falling onto my face, he probed my piss-slit with his finger, feeling the
dampness of my cum on my 'helmet' My cock-head by now was extremely
sensitive and every time my cock-head disappeared beneath it's protective
skin, I felt my hips pull away from the sensation.

Lowering his lips to mine, he planted a loving and tender kiss on my lips,
the bed groaned as he begun to fuck my arse...slowly at first than he
picked up the pace. I was taking his weight as he repeatedly slammed his
cock into my arse...he was like an animal as the speed and force pushed me
further into the bed, I bounced on the mattress, bouncing in time to his
urgent, thrusting cock. I wanted to cry out, but my screams were smothered
by his mouth on mine, I felt him pause for a second, than felt his cock
explode in my hole as his cock unleashed a torrent of cum, his cock jerked
8, 9, 10 times, before the spasms subsided. After his cock had filled me up
with his cum he lowered me, exhausted to the bed, leaning between my legs
he licked my cum off my face, I tasted my cum on his lips as he planted his
lips on mine as he gently kissed me.

As I felt him withdraw his, now deflating cock, I felt his warm cum oozing
out from my grateful but empty hole, down my crack, my exhausted body was
allowed to unroll, finally laying flat on the bed. He moved up to once
again look into my blue eyes.

"Lovely boy, now about that lift"


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