Date: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 00:43:15 -0800
From: Nanaimo Hard <nanaimo_hard@hotmail.ca>
Subject: New Story - Little Jon

(All events portrayed are fictional, if you like what you've read, write me
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    I was online, looking for...ok, I don't know what I was looking for
exactly. Mr Right, Mr Right Now. What I found was Jon. Or as he called
himself at first, L1ttl3-J0n.

    He was the one who initiated contact with me, asking how old I was. I
was honest, and admitted I was 35. How old was he? 17 he said, catching my
attention.

"Aren't you a little young to be in this kind of chat room?" I typed out.

"I didn't see an age limit."

"Point taken." I admitted. "What can I do for you, Jon?"

"I don't want to be a virgin." He stated baldly.

"I see. And you want an older man to help you with that?"

"Yes."

I smiled at his willingness.

"Can I see what you look like?" he asked. I was nude at my computer, but
didn't care. I shared my webcam feed and let him see me. I'm not muscular,
kind of chubby, but I've been told my cock is amazing. Jon seemed to agree
when he responded "WOW."

"Thank you."

"Can I meet you?"

"Where did you have in mind?"

"Your place?"

I thought for a moment and agreed, giving him the address. 15 minutes later
there was a knock on the door. Jon was also a bit on the heavy side, but I
didn't mind, I loved all men. He was also not 17. He was closer to 14 if I
had to guess. I was in a pair of shorts, no shirt. Jon was wearing a
sweatshirt and jogging pants, slightly shaggy brown hair framing a not
unattractive young face.. He looked nervous. "Hi Jon, come on in." I
invited, smiling warmly. He tentatively smiled back as he came in.

We sat in my living room, next to each other on my couch. Jon was breathing
heavily. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah...just a little nervous."

"More than a little." I smiled, charming a giggle out of him. "You're not
17 though, are you?"

Jon blushed, confirming my suspicions. "I'm sorry, should I go?"

"You don't have to." I smiled again, mostly because I noticed the tent in
his sweatpants. Jon saw where I was looking and blushed again. "You look
pretty big for your age." I nodded towards his lap.

"Yours looked huge." the young man stuttered. "C-could I..."

"Of course." I stood up, and standing in front of him dropped my shorts, my
7 inch cock pointing right at him.  "Wow..." he breathed. His hand started
to reach out. "Can I touch it?"

"Of course." His teenaged hand tentatively wrapped around my rock-hard
member, squeezing it deliciously, drawing a groan from me.

"It feels so hot..." Jon gasped.

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah..."

"Is this the first cock you've ever played with?"

"Uh huh..."

Jon was squeezing his cock through his pants, I pulled away (somewhat
reluctantly) from his soft hand. He looked hurt until I said "That'll feel
better without those." Jon smiled shyly and stood up. "Start with your
sweater." Jon looked a little embarrassed as he lifted the sweatshirt off,
exposing his slightly heavy body. His chest was still hairless, and he had
some of the sexiest nipples I'd ever seen. Pudgy looking, that resembled
pencil-erasers. I couldn't wait and leaned in to suck on one, nibbling it
gently. Jon gasped at the sensation. "So fucking sexy..." I whispered and
switched sides, giving the other nipple some manly attention before
dragging myself away. "Now your pants..."

Jon nibbled at his lower lip a little before sliding them down. Underneath,
I was delighted to see he was actually wearing a pair of black lace
panties. I felt my cock pulse and begin dripping precum in earnest. Gazing
at the outline of his cock, he was only a little smaller than I was, and
uncut to boot. "Jesus fuck, that's sexy!" I blurted out.

"R-really?" Jon smiled.

"Turn around, show me that ass!" I ordered gleefully.Jon was only too happy
to comply. The panties were a thong, and the pale hairless globes of his
ass delighted me to no end. "Bend over for me!" Jon's sweet behind jutted
out further and further as he bent down. "Oh my god you're gorgeous..." I
gasped.

Jon stood back up and saw the effect his show had had on my cock, was was
now absolutely drooling precum. I saw that he had hair above his cock
through the lace. Normally I preferred my sexy little chubbies to be
totally hairless before I had them, but I would make an exception here if
only because I couldn't stand waiting any more."Follow me." I ordered, and
led him to the bedroom. Once there I turned on him, becoming very dominant.

"Now that we're here you belong to me, you understand? These?" I gave one
of his nipples a hard pinch, drawing another gasp from him. "They're
mine. This?" I grabbed his ass and squeezed hard. "It's mine. And this?"
Here, I grabbed his cock through his panties. "It belongs to me from this
point on, understand?"

"Y-yeah..." Jon moaned. I could tell he was getting off on it. I wasn't
going to hurt him of course...well, I guess it depended on if my new
plaything got off on pain. I backed him against the wall and pushed my
mouth against his, kissing him roughly, virtually fucking his mouth with my
tongue. Jon's body melted against mine, his skin so soft. "Oh god..." Jon
moaned as I started sucking on his neck.

"That good, sexy boy?" I growled lustfully as I squeezed his cock again.

"Y-yeah..."

"Who do you belong to?"

"You..."

"Good boy. Come with me." Still gripping his cock, I led him to the
bathroom. "Now, take those off." He nervously nibbled his lower lip as he
slid his panties down his legs. "Get in there." I pointed to the shower. As
he climbed in, I grabbed a disposable razor and shaving cream from the
counter. "I like my boys hairless." I explained as I turned on the
water. Jon nodded in understanding, and a moment later I was lathering up
the area around his cock and balls, and gently removing all his
hair. Although I worked with surgical efficiency, I could tell my touch on
his body was driving him wild. Once the area was denuded of his hair, I
turned him around and told him to bend over. Jon didn't have much hair
between his cheeks, so it was a simple matter to remove what little there
was.

Once done, I splashed some water there, running a few fingers along his
crack, ensuring that there was no cream or hair left. His small pucker was
clenching reflexively in response to the stimulation he was receiving. Jon
was breathing heavily, and I was unable to help myself as I pressed my face
into his cheeks and tongued his entrance.

"Ohmygod..." Jon moaned loudly as my tongue began working its way inside
him. I slapped his cheeks as I tonguefucked him, drawing additional moans
from his throat. I snaked a hand between his legs and massaged his
surprisingly full balls as I worked.

When I judged him ready, I stood and shut off the water. Jon was
half-collapsed against the wall, blissed out. I gently picked him up,
carrying him in my arms back to the bed. I laid him down on his
back. "C-can I suck you now?" Jon whispered.

I climbed onto him in a 69, and felt his soft lips wrap around me. I let
out a moan of my own, and did my best to cram his length down my throat. My
own hips began to flex involuntarily, fucking his sweet mouth, but I heard
no complaints as I sucked his beautifully thick cock. All too soon I could
feel my cum starting to boil, and knew I had to act fast.

I jumped off Jon and heard him whimper in protest, until I got between his
legs, and laid them on my shoulders. "Time to take your cherry, my
boyslut." I grinned. With that, I started to enter his tight little hole,
reciting multiplication tables in my head in an effort to keep from cumming
too soon. He took me easily enough, gasping and moaning until I was balls
deep inside him.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod..." Sweet little Jon was gasping in a constant
litany now. I leaned down, getting even deeper inside in the process.

"Should I stop?" I growled.

"No, god no, please fuck me..." Jon's voice was now choked with
lust. Unable to refuse him, I started with slow, gentle thrusts to warm him
up, but escalated quickly, my balls slapping his ass roughly as I began to
pound him mercilessly.  "Oh god, I never knew it would feel this good..."
Jon's eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned. I could tell he'd never
cum from this, and wanted to make it special. I grabbed his nipples,
squeezing hard.

"Who owns you?" I growled again, not sure how long I could keep this pace.

"Y-you d-d-ddoooooo..." Jon's whole body was quivering like an exposed
nerve.

"Are you mine whenever I want?"

"Uh-uh-uh-huh..." With that I grabbed at his cock and aimed it up his body
as I jerked him off in time to my thrusts. In no time he was squealing in
delight as he came hard. Some landed on his face, his cheeks, his lips. I
wasted no time in licking it up, drooling some into his open mouth. I
decided I was ready to cum and with a primal roar I painted his prostate
white.

My cock slipped out of his boy pussy, along with a bit of my cum. Jon was
panting, eyes were still rolled back in his head as he struggled to recover
from what was likely the most powerful orgasm of his life. Even I had to
recover afterwards. As his breath evened out, I smiled at him.

"Did you enjoy that?"

"Y-yeah!" a smile broke across his face. "How soon before we can do it
again?"

"Pretty quick." I admitted, inwardly surprised at his enthusiasm. First
time I had a cock, my own hole had been too sore to try again for a few
days.

"So what do you mean by owning me?" Jon asked simply.

"Basically, that you're mine whenever I want. Your life at this point
involves pleasing me."

Jon thought that over for a moment, chewing on his lower lip before
nodding. "Okay."

"You can't fuck anyone else without my permission." I added.

Jon looked a little put out by this, but agreed as well. I noticed his cock
was already stiffening again.

"So if I want you, I'll email you, and I expect you to come over right
away. If you're too sick or something else is going on that absolutely
prevents you from coming to me, I expect you to tell me as soon as
possible."

"Can I text you?" Jon asked.

"You can, but be careful who sees any messages on your phone."

"Ok." Jon smiled at me.

"Now, where do your parents think you are?" I asked, my own cock starting
to twitch back to life.

"A friend's..." Jon's eyes were locked on my hardening member.  "Good. Call
them and tell them that you're spending the night."

Jon nodded, licking his lips. I smiled at him from the bed, slowing
stroking myself back to full erectness as he called home. To be honest, he
did a good job of faking his motives to his parents. Once he said goodbye
and hung up the phone, he stood next to the bed, watching me with lips
parted. I stood and moved towards him, kissing him again, sucking his sweet
little tongue into my mouth. I could still taste his cum on it, and it
drove me wild.

A moment later we were back on the bed, this time Jon was on all fours and
I was sliding into him from behind. Jon was almost squealing in pleasure as
I pounded his beautiful backside, my balls slapping against his as I plowed
into him over and over. I reached underneath him and pinched his nipples
hard, making him squeal in full now. His body began tensing in a way I
recognized from other partners, and I pulled out of him, quickly flipping
him over so that I could take his young load directly in my mouth. The
instant my lips made contact, Jon screamed in pleasure and his cock began
to fill my mouth with his sweet juice. I swallowed frantically, not wanting
to lose a single drop. That done, I stood and started fucking him
again. Jon's beautiful young cock didn't even have a chance to go soft.

After I cum the first time, I can go for a long time without cumming
again. That being said, I didn't want to hurt the boy, and after a few more
minutes of making sure he was good and hard again, I pulled out and jerked
off over his soft body, spraying his face with my cum this time. Jon licked
some up and smiled in pleasure.

Next I had him put his sexy little panties back on, and went to my drawer
of playthings. I removed some simple, padded nipple clamps that were linked
via a good chain. As I attached them to him, his knees buckled in
pleasure. Once he was chained, I gave it a tug and watched delightedly as
Jon's eyes rolled back in his head as he groaned delightedly. I leaned in
and whispered in his ear "As soon as you can, I want you to get your
nipples pierced. Bar piercings." Jon nodded meekly, still reveling in the
sensation. Next came a pair of leather wrist cuffs that could be attached
together, or to the bedposts, or whatever I pleased. Finally, a
blindfold. Once he was dressed properly for me, I grabbed my camera and
began snapping pictures of this sexy boyslut, posing him for my own
personal collection. The whole time, I could see his cock getting harder
and harder against the sheer material restraining it.

After a few minutes, Jon was whimpering for release.

"First, tell me your dirtiest fantasy." I growled.

"I...I want..." Jon was blushing furiously.

"What?"

"I want to be used as a fucktoy by lots of men..." Jon moaned. "I want to
be covered in their cum, filled up with it. And only being able to cum when
they're finished with me."

"Really?"

"Yes, I jerk off thinking about it every day..." his sweet cheeks were
bright red.

"Thank you for confessing that to me." I grinned, hoping he could hear it
in my voice. "Let's see what we can do about that."