Date: Sun, 16 May 2010 05:08:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Timothy <tmy236@yahoo.com>
Subject: Matthew and John ch 1

Matthew and John's Motel Adventure
By Timothy
Tmy236@yahoo.com

M/b

*****

John sat nervously on the bed in his motel room.  It was a place in a
shabby decaying industrial part of town that he had driven past a few times
over the years.  He certainly never imagined that he would be renting one
of the rooms.  He looked at his watch as his heart raced a bit faster now,
and he felt short of breath.  He still had five minutes or so to go.  He
could get up and walk away, and his life would be normal as it had always
been, he would not have yet crossed the line to a place from which there
was no going back.  He thought for a minute about walking away.  But his
cock was stiff in his pants, anticipating what was soon to happen, and it
got the final say in this decision.

To kill the few remaining moments he paced nervously around the room, and
watched CNN on the television.  He walked over to the sink and splashed
water on his face.  He couldn't believe he was here.  And then there was a
knock on the door.  His heart rate went up another 10 points as he
robotically turned and walked to the door.  It was the woman his friend
Jerry had described, an attractive blonde woman in her late 20's or early
30's, badly dressed, and someone who's bearing and overall appearance gave
the impression of someone hanging on around the fringes of society.

"You the friend Rob told me about?"

"Uh, yes, yes.....I'm John.  You must be Beth."

"Yeh, I'm Beth.  You got the money?  It's $500 for the afternoon.  He told
you $500, right?"

"Yes, $500, I've got it.  Come in."  John looked nervously out the door
before closing it, his paranoid fantasies leading him to imagine he might
see his wife or parents sitting in a car watching this scene.  "He closed
the door and walked over to the bed where his coat lay.  He withdrew his
wallet and fished out five one hundred dollar bills and somewhat
reluctantly extended his hand to Beth.  He was well off as a CPA, and the
money really meant nothing.  It's just that once he handed the money over,
there really was no going back.

She snatched the bills from his hand with a big smile on her face.  She
counted them for some reason.  There were only five bills, which was
obvious.  She stuffed them in her purse.  "O.K., you're paid up through
five.  I'll be right back."  She turned and walked out the door.  John
halfway hoped that she would just take the money and he'd never see her
again.  But Richard had done business with her many times over the last
couple of years.  She never cheated a client.  He stood in the middle of
the room and his heart thudded as never before.  His cock was at full
erection now, leaking precum into his underwear.  At this rate a stain
would soon be apparent on the front of his trousers.  His knees felt week
and he thought he might collapse.  And his mouth was very dry and he really
felt the need for a drink.  That at least he could do something about.  He
turned and went back to the bathroom sink and filled one of the cheap
plastic cups with tepid water.  He was on his second cup when he heard the
fateful knock on the door.

He blindly staggered to the door thinking for a moment that maybe he would
just not answer it.  But he opened it.  She was there.  And so was Matthew.

"Ok, here he is.  I'll be back at five to pick him up.  If you want to keep
him for longer, it's another hundred an hour.  OR you can keep him all
night for another five hundred.  Just call my cell by four if you want
longer."  And she walked away, leaving her 9 year old son standing there at
the door.

Fear of being seen motivated John more than anything else to invite the boy
into the room.  The boy he was here to have sex with for the afternoon.
Maybe they could just talk and watch TV.  Then at least he would not have
done anything wrong.  Not really.  But as he looked at the cute boy, with
blonde, buzzed hair and long rat tale, he knew there was no chance at that.
His socially imposed morality quickly was pushed completely into the back
of his mind, and the male animal with a biological imperative to mate with
the young child he was now alone with completely took over.  John smiled
for the first time that day as he touched the boy's face.

"Would you like anything for lunch, Matthew?  I'll take you some place if
you want.  We've got all afternoon."

"Sure!  There's a McDonald's just down the road!  I go there lots of times
when I'm with men!"  John knew that the kid was easy-going, and had no
problem at all doing what he did.  Rob had been his frequent client for the
last 2 years.  He had told John that oral or anal, Matthew would give you
whatever you needed, with no fear or reluctance at all.  John was very
happy about that.  His first time with a boy would be much easier and more
enjoyable, and he wasn't sure how he would react if the kid displayed any
signs of fear or pain while they were having sex.


He stroked the boy's face and let his hair.  He enjoyed the feel of
Matthew's short buzz cut, and the contrast of the long rat tail.  He
stroked that for a minute and then decided that he must kiss the boy.  He
brought his face down to meet Matthew's, who knew immediately what was
expected of him, and the man and boy's mouths locked in a deep kiss.  John
groaned into the boy's mouth as their tongues met, and it was literally
like nothing he had ever experienced before.  All those times he had kissed
his wife, he suddenly realized what farces they were by comparison now that
he was locked in a deep French kiss with the beautiful boy.

John dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around Matthew and crushed
him in a hug as he tried to drive his tongue ever deeper into the child's
willing, hot mouth.  Matthew responded and let his small arms wrap around
the man's neck.  Matthew had grown to love these experiences he had with
men.  Most of the men he did this with were nice to him, loving and very
affectionate, and he craved this sort of attention from adult males.  He
sense that John was this sort of man, and not thankfully the sort of man
who would just toss him onto the bed and painfully drill his tight ass with
no regard at all for Matthew's pleasure.  He knew that fucking him in the
butt was the main thing most men wanted from him.  But he had also learned
that many of the men he was with spent a lot of the time, most of the time
in fact, pleasuring him.  He loved it when men sucked his cocklette and
brought him to an explosive dry orgasm.  And he had also learned the secret
that few boys sadly ever have the opportunity to learn of the incredible
pleasure of having a man worship his butt hole with his tongue.  Matthew
could always tell what kind of a man he was with by whether or not he did
this for him before he fucked him.  He was sure John would do this for him.

John felt he could kiss the boy forever.  His head was swimming and he was
delirious with lust driven by the taste and smell of the boy he now
possessed.  Possessed!  He felt he owned the boy, and the boy was his and
his alone, and this would be the case forever!  He would love and protect
his boy forever.  It shocked him to suddenly have all of these feelings.
Feelings that even his own wife and two daughters had never once elicited
from him.  And then suddenly he remembered his dick.  It had been straining
almost painfully in his pants all this time while the man and boy had been
joined at the mouth.  And suddenly it could take no more of all these
sensations.  John had never experienced a case where he reached orgasm with
no warning.  But now he felt it build and arrive all at once, and he
groaned into Matthew's mouth as he felt his cock spurt cum into his pants.
Matthew stopped kissing John, and grinned knowing that he had just made the
man cum in his pants.  He had seen men go off quick when they were with
him.  He had one newbie shoot his load onto the motel floor as he was
ripping off his boxer shorts for a lunch time quickie.  It was always kind
of funny.  And he felt proud knowing he could make men do these things.

John shuddered as his orgasm faded.  He went limp, and the tension of the
past few minutes since Matthew had walked into the room finally left his
body.  For a moment he feared that guilt and shame would flood his head.
He was a confirmed pedophile now, and a sex criminal.  But those were not
thankfully the feelings that flooded his head.  His mouth left Matthew's
long enough to catch his breath, and then he locked his mouth to the boy's
again, this time for gentler kisses.  His hands wandered up and down the
boy's back for a few moments.  Then he broke the kiss again.

"Thank you.  That was so nice.  I didn't even get my pants off, and you
made me cum.  It was great!"

"Guys do that sometimes if they haven't been with a boy before.  I guess
I'm your first boy?"

"Yes, you are."

"Cool!  I'll show you everything.  Don't worry!  I like doing everything!
Wait 'til you stick it in my butt!"

"I can't wait!  But I'll need a while to recharge.  And I promised you
lunch, didn't I?"

"Yeh, you said McDonald's"

"Well I'll never go back on a promise to a boy.  But let me clean my
underwear first."

End of Chapter 1