Date: Fri, 22 Jan 2016 03:37:23 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Masseuses Son II

A few of my readers have pointed out the discrepancy with the title,
assuming somehow that I don't know the difference between a masseuse and a
masseur. I do, believe me. Now I ask you. For a title, which of the two has
a better sound to it. I went with what works for me and apparently, with
the exception of 2 of you, it works for you too. Again, N-joi the story.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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Indigo moved his head the requisite few inches and gently pecked my lips
then retreated. "I really like kissing Hunter," the boy said softly. "I
never thought kissing would feel like it does." I moved the requisite few
inches and returned the favor then retreated.

"Me too," I told him. "Kissing is a lot of fun but kissing you makes it a
world class event." The boy giggled, clearly liking what I said.

"I don't have any other experience so I guess the only thing to do is take
your word for it and to keep practicing it." He moved back in and this time
he stayed, his soft sweet lips moving gently against mine. I held the boy
loosely, as he held me, reveling in the warmth and the incredible softness
of him.

I've laid with plenty of women and they too are soft but a boy; well,
there's nothing in the world like holding a boy Indigo's age. That 11-14
year old age bracket has attributes that are not found anywhere else. That
isn't to say that boys outside of that age range aren't fun and aren't fun
to hold because that just ain't so. But they just aren't exactly the same
and Indigo was a prime example of that genre of boy.

My hands roamed around his back in small circles as the kiss gained more
momentum and the heat level for both of us began to rise. Indigo began
mewling softly as he turned his head slightly and pressed his mouth harder
against mine. His tongue probed into my mouth, worked its way around my
teeth briefly before doing a frontal assault on my tongue. I willed my
tongue to engage in the battle, working to push his back where it belonged
but not in earnest because it liked butting up against his pliable in
either mouth. We engaged thusly for an easy 2 minutes, which is actually a
long time.

He broke the kiss and let his head rest on my shoulder as he gulped in
large amounts of oxygen. I held his head gently, the fingers of one hand
working through his hair. I nuzzled the side of his head with my cheek,
much like a cat would do to its human.

"Even just holding you is an amazing experience baby boy," I whispered
against his blonde hair.

"I feel it tool Hunter," he whispered. "I feel so relaxed being here with
you even though my cock is raging hard and I know we're going to do stuff
that I've only dreamed about." He nuzzled his face deeper into me.

Each of us had a free hand that was gently rubbing, touching, trailing
along the other's back and side. Indigo was the first to venture down onto
the only clothing that either of us was wearing. His small had rubbed and
clutched on my butt cheek, moved down under the cheek to touch bare flesh
then went back up.

"You have a nice butt Hunter," he said, his voice still soft. "I have found
myself looking at boys' butt, and men's butts too, and I think I have an
idea about what's nice and what's not and yours is nice."

"Thank you baby," I whispered against his ear causing the young boy to
shiver. I moved my head a little then added, "I am in love with your butt
too." As my hand moved down to cup a single cheek in my hand I said, "It's
so small and round and kissable. I want to nibble on it a little bit."
Indigo giggled again. I loved his giggle.

"That sounds like fun Hunter." I moved away from him and gently encouraged
the boy to roll onto his belly. I lay next to him and put my hand on his
back then gently rubbed downward until I hit the waistband of his briefs. I
moved past them to the crook behind his knee which allowed me to both, take
my time getting to his butt as well as to ogle it.

Indigo had one of those boy butts that rose up from the valley of the small
of his back. The globes didn't rise dramatically, that is, if a drop of
water were to hit the top of a bare cheek it wouldn't roll down at
breakneck speed, but roll down it most certainly would.

The red rim of leg trim was high enough that I could easily see the under
curve of the cheek, that most soft tender and sensitive part of a boys'
butt. I loved being able to see that erotic little crease and could hardly
wait to see it while the boy was standing. I trailed a finger along it
starting at the inner part and working out causing Indigo to utter a very
slight gasp.

I turned my wrist and went back, deep between his legs and moved my hand
forward until I felt the bulge of his balls then moved slowly up the crack
until my hand rested on the glorious globes of his 13 year old butt. I
gently rubbed each cheek, taking time to cup each one and gently knead it
before leaning down and gently kissing the cheek closest to me. Indigo lay
perfectly still, not knowing what would happen next at any given moment but
not moving for fear of breaking the spell.

I gently nipped the cloth and the cheek as my hand moved to the thick red
elastic waistband and gently tugged it down. I had to run my fingers under
the waistband to the far side in order to get it started downward, Indigo
raising up slightly in order to do his part to facilitate the process. I
drug my fingers back toward me, still inside the waistband, and tugging the
cloth downward which uncovered about half of his butt. Continuing to move
to my side I repeated what I'd done on the other and in moments his briefs
were down far enough to slide into those delicious creases under the globes
of fat.

"You have a glorious butt Indigo," I declared as I rubbed first one cheek
and then the other. "So glorious." I leaned down and began kissing each one
slowly, giving each delicious cheek a series of soft kissed and then
transferring to the other. I tried to keep my hand moving gently as I
kissed the warm flesh. In the process I took a few gently nips and
immediately kissed the spot of the nip. All the while Indigo remained still
as a rock.

I took a moment to lick in the crack at the very top of his gluteal
cleavage, knowing full well that before our heads hit the pillows in sleep
my face would be buried in the dusky crevice and worshipping his tender
virgin boy hole.

I kissed my way up his back and as I got to his shoulder Indigo rolled onto
his side to face me. Glancing down I saw where his boner had caught his
briefs to prevent them from going any further although the waistband had
continued down behind his stiff flesh. I didn't have time for much else
because the little hottie was in my arms once more, kissing me with even
more enthusiasm than before. When he broke the kiss Indigo was panting.

"I want to be naked Hunter. I want to feel my skin against yours without
anything between us." Keeping eye contact with him I slid my hand down and
hooked my fingers into the waistband of his briefs and tugged it up and
then out, freeing up his raging young pole. I tugged them down and the boy
lifted up enough to get the garment past his hip then settled back down
while I got his underwear down far enough for me to use my toes to snag it
and get it to his ankles. From there it was easy.

"Now you," he said in a soft but husky voice. Indigo reached over and
slipped his hand under the waistband of my briefs just as I had done to
him. As he watched my butt I glanced down to see his cock for the first
time. Standing up against his belly I could what looked like 5 inches, give
or take, of pale uncircumcised cock. His balls were hanging down onto his
thigh. I couldn't see any hair anywhere which meant there wasn't any or
what he had was very sparse and very pale. Not that it mattered one way or
the other.

Indigo urged me onto my belly before he went to work getting my underwear
down and off and once my legs were freed up I spread them a little. He
rubbed my butt much as I had done to him and it reminded me that he most
likely would imitate whatever I had done, not having had any experience at
this rodeo. The boy then rubbed my bare flesh.

"Yes, I was right, you do have a very nice butt Hunter."  He leaned over a
little then gasped slightly. "Gosh your balls are like, in a puddle on the
sheet," he said. Of course they were. Indigo kissed each cheek dutifully,
allowed his fingers to trail a bit up and down my crack all the while
humming softly. When he was finished he moved back alongside me and as he
moved I rolled back to face him.

Indigo threw a leg over both of mine and snuggled in so close that more of
our skin was touching than not. I could feel his hard cock pressed into me,
not quite even with my cock because of the difference in our sizes but it
was close enough. Our faces were fairly close and we just stayed there like
for a moment looking at each other. Indigo's eyes roamed over my face and
the he gently rubbed it with a single finger before moving closer and
putting his mouth against mine. We kissed deeply again before the boy broke
it off.

"I love that you get to be my mentor, my teacher and my lover. This is so
amazing to me. And I love kissing with you but there are other things that
I need to learn," Indigo said and moved his waist back far enough to get a
hand between us to take hold of my cock.

"God you're so big, so hard," he murmured as he felt up and down the length
of my cock. "How big are you?"

"About seven and a quarter inches," I answered. My hand had draped over his
hip and was gently rubbing his ass as he felt me up. Indigo gently pushed
me onto my back and at the same time was moving down the bed.

"God you're so beautiful," Indigo said in awe when the boy got his first
look. I loved a situation like this when a boy sees your raging hard cock
for the first time and when it's his first hard cock ever it's even better,
more special. "So hard, so strong, so ready to do its job," he said. Indigo
reached between my legs and took my balls in his hand and felt them up,
hefted them as if gauging their weight. He surprised me by leaning down and
kissing them then gently nuzzling the soft skin with his lips. When he set
them down he did so gently then kissed his way upward to the base of my
shaft then further up along the corpus spongiosum, the lump is especially
prominent on the underside of cock when it full tumescent.

Indigo finally reached the tip where he retracted my foreskin and looked my
cock head over before asking how he should do it. I mimed it for him,
covering my teeth. I watched his smooth face as he lifted my cock up and
then gently placed his mouth over the head and began sucking me.

Being his first cock sucking the boy did just that without any added
stimulation. He didn't know how to cup and play with balls while he
suckled. He didn't know how to use his tongue on the head or the ridge when
his own head was in the up position. He made a half attempt at stroking me
but honestly, the boy was so engrossed in what he was doing that there
wasn't much to it. That didn't matter one little whit to me.

I got to watch the profile of his beautiful smooth face. I got to see his
sweet lips wrapped around my favorite body part and his pretty little head
bob up and down as he worshipped a cock for the first time in his young
life. It was incredibly awesome.

Indigo was stretched out parallel to me so I got to admire his frame from
the side. God I couldn't but ogle again, the kid's ass as it rose up from
the valley of the small of his back so magnificently. I watched the boy
suckle for a bit longer then stop, wipe the corners of his mouth with the
back of his hand and move back up the bed then back into my arms. He
snuggled in as close as he could get, throwing his leg over mine again and
pressing his hard on against the area where rib cage melted into
belly. There was about as much of our flesh touching as was possible; more
touching than not. Indigo put his mouth against mine and we kissed heavily
again, his tongue seeking out mine for the typical mating ritual.

I rubbed my free hand up and down his slender back and of course onto his
glorious 13 year old butt. There was no way in hell I would miss out on any
opportunity to rub Indigo's butt. Because his legs was tossed over mine, it
separated his butt cheeks, opening the boy up to further, in depth
exploration. Investigate him I did.

I rubbed first one cheek and then the other, sometimes sliding down under
the curve of the cheek and coming slowly back up. On the 3rd or 4th trip,
my hand working the leg closest to me, I let my hand move to his inner
thigh so that when I came up my fingers rand into his balls as they
partially hung in the air. I gently tugged on the smooth sac, my fingers
registering the feel of each separate sperm producing egg.

"Oohhh god Hunter," the boy groaned, "I love having my balls played with."
I continued to fondle the warm bag, pressed the palm of my hand against
them then went back to just fondling. I let my fingers trail up and down
along his perineum where I felt the folds of his scrotum begin as they fell
away from his puckered rose bud. I played there a moment while Indigo's
kissing became more frantic and assertive.

I finally gave way to temptation and moved up to run a finger across his
core, his most secret spot. I felt the different textures there, the
smoothness at the ends of the wrinkles and then the wrinkles themselves. I
gently probed at his hole with a single finger, not really trying at all to
get inside of him. I was just testing the waters a little and giving him a
heads up that at some point I would be spending more time there. Indigo
moaned some more and actually pushed his ass backwards a little bit.

I finally broke away from him and looked onto his beautiful smooth young
face. Indigo's eyes were barely open, the feelings of lust roaring through
his young inexperienced body pushing him to the clouds of hotness.

"I need to see your cock baby boy. I need to taste your cock." I gently
pushed the boy away and onto his back before kissing him on the mouth but
only for a moment. I moved down and licked his nipples then sucked on each
one causing Indigo to moan softly and hold onto my head.

I kissed my way down to his outie belly button then kissed and licked the
hard little circle of flesh. By that time my hand had roamed downward onto
his hip, his thigh then crossed over to the leg closest to me and moved
back upward on his inner thigh. I was alternating between rubbing and
gripping softly. I let my fingers tickly the sensitive flesh only inches
from where I knew that his smooth young balls hung, resting against his
crotch. When I continued upward I let the edge of my fingers actually touch
his hairless sac but moved away from them and went back to opposite hip to
retrace my route.

I did it all purposely, wanting to get the boy as hot as any boy could
possibly be. I also wanted to teach him the beauty and sensuousness of
foreplay and that there were plenty of pleasurable alternatives to going
straight for the genitals. I knew it was working because Indigo was moaning
softly as I worked on him. The time finally arrived for me to cast my first
full on glance at his naked boyhood charms and his first time to fully
expose himself to someone else as a young boy in the full throes of sexual
arousal.

The boy did not disappoint me in the least. Indigo's cock was raging hard,
the not quite 5 inch piece of blue veined flesh hanging in the air above
his taut lower belly. His foreskin about half covered his swollen and blood
red cock head. As I watched, I could see his cock pulse with each beat of
his little heart.

I could a very light smattering of hair poking out from underneath the base
of his shaft and other on either side of it. The hairs were pale blonde,
some barely visible, and not a single one of them long enough to have even
started to curl let alone form a complete circle of hair. Below his cock,
his balls were at full hang, a gloriously pale and smooth sac with two
lovely eggs; the entire works resting against his crotch.

"Jesus Indigo," I whispered in a husky voice, "you are fucking amazing."  I
reached out and fondled his balls again, watching his boner rise as I
tugged on them. I finally them go and took hold of warm hard cock and
gently squeezed him causing him to moan loudly from the intensity of the
feelings that were radiating outward to flood his body. I could only
imagine what he was feeling, having long forgotten the first time that I'd
been touched by someone else. I remembered it of course but there had been
so many years of feelings since then that I couldn't bring forth the exact
memory.

I held Indigo's young cock upright and stroked him a couple time, keeping
his foreskin from covering the head. I wanted to coax out some precum
knowing that the elixir of his young balls would be almost sweet, not quite
like honey, but almost. That was one of the many beauty of young
boys. Their sperm and their precum had a soft sweet taste and not the
bleachy taste that it would become in another year or so.

I leaned in close and took a swipe at the swollen flesh, my tongue
registering the change in texture of the very ridge of the helmet and then
the more spongy part of the rest of it. I tongued his pee slit, finding
what I was after and reveling in the sticky residue of his young precum. I
managed to cover every possible bit of his cock head, his soft moans
letting me know how he felt about it, before opening wide then lowered my
head and closing down on the shaft.

I had taken a solid three inches of him into my mouth and throat then
immediately backed off. I kept my lips tight to him as they up over the
ridge of his cock then going back down. Indigo gasped loudly and his hands
went right to my head as I loved his young boner and gave him that which
he'd dreamed about for who knew how long, his first cock sucking.

I stroked his cock for a moment as I suckled by eventually moved it to cup
and play with his balls, wanting to give the little hottie as much pleasure
from as many sources as possible. I wanted to create at least small bit of
sensory overload for the boy. My goal really was to make this such an
incredible event that he would be able to remember the details when he was
my age and beyond.

I knew that there were many men who didn't give a shit about that, who
didn't have their boys' best interest at heart and I hated that. Boys were
to be treated as young gods in my opinion. When being with a young boy for
his first time it was my belief that the man had to serve the boy totally
and completely. It was my belief that everything a man did with a boy had
to be for the boys' benefit, not his own. The boy's needs, the boys'
perception of the experience had to come first, had to be the
priority. There was no wiggle room in my mind and when done correctly and
with that goal in mind, the man's experience would be enhanced
accordingly. The man's needs would get met. For those whose goal is to
hurt, to dominate, to punish a boy, well, I'd love to spend a half hour
alone with them is about all I can say about it.

Indigo began to gently move his little butt, Mother Nature taking over and
creating the need to procreate, to push his young boner into whatever warm
wet hole that it found itself in. I had no problem with Mother Nature. I
was in heaven feeling the firmness of his young flesh, the taste of his
cock in my mouth and the feel of it against my lips; my tongue. I could
have stayed there another half hour but Indigo was the one that stopped me.

"I don't want to cum yet Hunter," he finally gasped and gently pushed my
head away. I moved, reluctantly, And quickly straddled his body and lowered
myself onto him enough that our flesh was against each other and there was
just enough weight to cause no discomfort. I lowered my face to his and we
kissed ferociously, Indigo's arms around my neck as if to be even closer to
me. As before, his tongue pushed into my mouth and his nostrils pressed out
air against my cheek as his mouth stayed in constant motion against
mine. Indigo finally turned his head and began gulping in oxygen so I
kissed on his neck and nuzzled his ear.

"Oh my god Hunter that feels incredible," he panted. We stayed like that
for a little longer before Indigo said that he thought he could use more
practice at cock sucking. I told him that I thought that was a splendid
idea. I began to move and as I did I instructed the little hottie to move a
little more into a sitting position. As he did I moved up his body, mine
still straddling his until my raging hard cock was almost in his face.

"It looks so amazing like this Hunter," he said then reached out and
brought his hand up under my heavy balls. "I can't believe how soft your
balls feel."

"Yours feel the same way to me too sweet boy," I said softly. Indigo used
his other hand to stroke my cock a little bit although he didn't move my
foreskin up over the head and I assumed it was because he wanted to taste
my precum just as I had wanted to taste his. I watched him pull the stone
hard flesh down then lean forward and flick his tongue at the swollen
head. As he pulled his tongue back a thin silver strand connected the two
pieces of flesh but that soon ended because he began licking all over the
red tinged head.

I didn't get those purple headed monsters that I got as a teen and young
adult; those days long gone. But I still got red when in full tumescence
and that is exactly where I was at that moment. Being with Indigo, taking
him along the path and exploring his sexual awareness with the boy had me
in an emotional place that I hadn't been in for some time. It was
thrilling, it was exotic; it was incredible.

I watched as the hot young 13 year old opened his mouth and took me
inside. I could hear him moan almost immediately as he began to suck my
cock. Looking down on those sweet lips, that sweet smooth face, his long
lashes resting on his cheek took me on the fast track into the cumulus
clouds of hotness. It had been some since I had gotten that excited that
fast.

Indigo gently played with my nuts as he suckled me. I tried to keep my body
where it was and reach behind me to find his cock and began to stroke
him. It was a stretch but I managed. About 2 minutes into it Indigo
stopped.


I couldn't work on Indigo's cock and having him sucking my cock for very
long, my body wasn't made for it so I elected to focus on him sucking my
cock. I also elected to help him out by gently stroking my cock, telling
the boy what I was going to do and got a head nod. I used my thumb and a
couple fingers and began to work my flesh in a manner that I'd been doing
since I was 12 years old.

My action seemed to spur Indigo on and it was probably that fact, along
with all the others that had to do with his cuteness, innocence and all of
those thing that got me to a sperming stage quicker than I would have
imagined.

"Go ahead and take over baby, I'm real close," I panted. Indigo did as I
asked. Looking down on him, his fierce concentration and eagerness tipped
me off the pinnacle down the sperming side of the mountain.

"Oh yeah Indigo," I groaned. My cock pulsed jet after jet of thick goo into
the boys' virgin mouth. I could see him working to swallow it as fast as I
unloaded it and he did pretty good job but some of it did leak out and as I
envisioned, it ran down his chin. I finally had to pull back because of the
sensitivity and when I did more sperm leaked out of Indigo's mouth although
he swallowed what was left.

I got off the bed and grabbed a bottle of lube and a hand towel from my
night stand and wiped the boys' face up. "Wow that was pretty cool," he
said. "You make a lot of juice Hunter." I agreed with him then asked him
how he liked it.  "It was fun and I sort of liked having you cum in
mouth. I wonder what it be like for you to shoot your sperm on my face." I
told him that he'd probably love it.

"So, how about if I get you off Indigo?" He grinned and said he'd like
that; a lot." I asked when he had last showered and he said about 30
minutes before we met. "Want to try some new stuff?"

"It's all new to me Hunter so sure." I moved down between his legs then had
him pull them back out of the way. I admired his soft smooth balls as they
hung in front of my face. As I've said, I love boys' ball almost more that
I like a boys' cock. I licked at the eggs, pushing them around with my
tongue. I captured the loose skin in my lips and tugged on then went back
to licking.

I finally put my hands behind his knees, pushing them even farther back and
opening the boy up, exposing his smooth young puckered muscle. I licked up
and down his perineum a little bit before descending the entire seam of
flesh until I arrived at its origin. From there I began worshipping the
boys' core.

I worked at the entire muscle, prodded the very hole with the tip of my
tongue and worked up the perineum and back down to work on the hole some
more.

"God Hunter that feels so good," Indigo moaned. "My god that feels good." I
kept it up for another minute or so before Indigo said that he really
wanted to cum. That's what I was waiting for. I kept on licking, cast about
and found the bottle of lube and popped the top and as I moved to my knees
I poured some lube into the palm of one hand then drug the middle finger of
the other hand through the goo.

"I'm going to work on you butthole a little bit Indigo," I said, not
wanting to surprise the kid, "But not with my dick, okay?" He nodded his
head. I got into position, got my lubed up finger right next to his
puckered little rose bud. His foreskin was retracted so I wrapped my hand
around the shaft of his cock just below the swollen head. As I slipped my
tightened lubed up fist up over the sensitive head I slipped my finger up
his ass. Indigo gasped loudly, his body stiffened on the sheet and he
groaned.

"Oh shit Hunter." It was the first time that a curse word fell out of the
boys' sweet mouth. I began to slowly finger fuck him his tight little hole
and at the same time began sliding my slippery tight fist back and forth
over his cock head.

I wasn't in any hurry. I wanted to flood his little body with intense
feeling and I wanted to keep him there for a little while before I allowed
him the release of dumping the contents of his delicious balls. As I finger
fucked him I allowed the finger to hit his prostate but not every
time. Still it was enough to get his attention.

"God Hunter you keep hitting a spot in my butt that feels so, so good."

"I know baby, that's why I wanted to do this. That is your prostate gland
and after we're done I'll explain it to you." I continued to work the boy
who continue to groan loudly as the neurons on his brain fired off all up
and down the pleasure pathway in his adolescent brain. Finally he said,

"Fuck Hunter let me cum please, let me cum." That said I kept my finger
right next to his prostate gland and began massaging the sensitive little
organ. I tightened my fist on his cock head and as I moved up and down I
added a bit of a twisting motion. I swear to god that the kids' body was
vibrating like a plucked harp string. His feet were flat on the bed and he
began to try and move his tender little ass against the movement of my
finger in order to get even better "fucked" feeling.  "Jesus Christ I'm
gonna cum," he finally blurted out. I kept my hand off the head and just
jacked him off. I felt this cock thicken against my hand, his prostate
harden against my finger, and the boy screamed like a little girl. The
first little jet of sperm shot up past his head onto the pillow, leaving
little droplets of sperm along its trajectory. A second squirt broke into
pieces as soon as it erupted and splattered his neck and his chest all the
while the boys was almost sobbing from the pleasure.

From that point it was dribbling, his young sperm oozing out and down over
my fingers. I continued to work him for about 20 seconds before stopping
the movement of the finger that was in his ass. I stayed like that, not
moving for a solid half a minute before I slowly eased my finger out the
tight confines of Indigo's ass and then let go of his dick.

Since his sperm was on my fingers I elected to lick it off and loved the
full sweet taste of his essence, his seed. As I've said before, young boy
sperm is almost sweet and Indigo's was no exception to my experiences. I
caught the hand towel and wiped my finger and hand off then just waited
patiently for Indigo to come back to the room.


"Holy fucking hell," the boy panted after he opened his eyes. "I'm sorry
for cursing Hunter but what was all that?" I wanted to asked him exactly
what he meant but didn't. Instead I just chuckled.

"Well, if you're referring to the spot in your butt it's your prostate
gland," and went on to explain its function and of course the
sensitivity. "The second part was lube although anything slippery will
work. That in conjunction with the sensitive nerve ending around your hole
and the massaging of your prostate gave you the best cum you're ever had."

"That's for damn sure. Gosh I never squirted my sperm that far in my
life. And when you licked me down there, wow I would never have thought my
butthole could feel so good.

"Rimming; licking your hole, is a very common practice among gay people but
it's not limited to that by any means at all. Never the less I'm glad that
you liked it."

"So, does it feel that good when you get fucked in the butt," he asked,
very seriously.

"Yes and no. Initially having a cock stuff through your hole hurts and when
you're first getting fucked it doesn't feel all that good, at least for
most people. However, once it gets going it tends to feel really good for
most people. Does your prostate get massage by a cock head, sure it does
but typically it's not the same as when a finger massages it."

"Now, on the note of initial penetration, things can be done that help
minimize the pain and the biggest of those things is lots of
preparation. Plenty of rimming followed by some finger fucking with one
finger and then a second one which helps stretch the muscle and get a
person a little more ready for the thickness of a cock. The point of it all
is it gets a person way hot and the hotter you are when the cock goes in,
the less pain it causes. So, it's all in the preparation." Indigo seemed to
need to mull that over for a brief moment or two.

"Well that makes sense Hunter," he said.

"How about if we take a shower baby boy?"

"Okay, I guess that would be okay." I got off the bed and Indigo followed
me but before I could move anywhere the young hottie was in my arms hugging
me.

"I'm so glad that this happened like this Hunter and I like it when you
call me baby boy. I like being your baby boy." I just held the boy, rubbed
his back gently, and just enjoyed the soft and easy moment.

"I tell you what Indigo. I like the idea of you being my baby boy and I
damn sure like calling you that." Indigo seemed to snuggle into me closer.

"I'm glad Hunter; really glad." I gently separated from him, tilted his
chin up and kissed him softly. There wasn't any more intention to it other
than to let him know I was there, that I was damn glad that he was there,
and that I appreciated him.

"Come sweet cheek," I said, taking his hand, "Let's go show you some new
stuff that with rock your socks and your cock."

"Okay," the little hottie said with a grin, "I'm all about that."

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