Date: Mon, 5 Dec 2005 19:44:45 -0800 (PST)
From: T W <tallyman22001@yahoo.com>
Subject: Me and Jeremy

The plot and characters in this story exist only in my imagination; anybody
who thinks otherwise is mistaken.  Also remember that any sentiments or
opinions expressed are those of the characters expressing them - not mine.
If you are likely to be offended by homoerotic activity, or if it is
illegal to read about it where you live, please leave now.  If you are
still with us, hope you enjoy the story.  - I borrowed the legal intro from
Jonah, a Nifty contributor. I hope this is okay!

			       Me and Jeremy

I will begin by telling you about myself several years ago when I met
Jeremy. I was 22 and dating his mother, who, needless to say was many years
older than I. I was 5'8", slim build, short brown hair, hazel eyes, and a
hairy body. Unfortunately, I no longer look this good as the years have
taken their toll on me.

Now to introduce you a little bit to Jeremy. He was of Italian descent,
with an olive complexion, dark brown hair (not quite the black hair of
Italians), about 5'6" tall, about 140 lbs., 14 years old, and pretty smooth
body.

I had been dating his mother for about six months. I did not know I was a
boylover at the time. When I stayed over with his mother, Jeremy would come
to the breakfast table sporting his morning package, which appeared to be
quite impressive. I found myself staring at this young man's package on
those mornings and got worried that something was wrong with me. I began to
wonder if I was in love with his mother or with him.

Well, I eventually married Jeremy's mother. We had a good life for awhile
and I enjoyed being a father. Then it happened!

We had a swimming pool at the house. Jeremy's mother was at work during the
day and I worked the midnight shift. It was a hot Florida morning and
Jeremy decided to go for a swim. I stayed inside in the air conditioning,
but that did not stop me from watching him. His boardie shots clung to him
when they got wet. I watched as he would dive into the pool from the diving
board. His package seemed impressive even when not excited.

When Jeremy finally came inside he complained of being cold since the AC
was on and he was wet. He wrapped a towel around himself and I gave him a
blanket. He laid down on the couch with his head resting in my lap. I
really did not what to do as I was experiencing a growing problem.

Jeremy rolled over on his stomach and asked me to rub his back because he
was sore from swimming for so long. I rubbed his back for awhile and he
turned over about a quarter turn. I stopped but he motioned for me to keep
rubbing by rolling his shoulders. I did as he wished stroking his back and
the right side he had exposed to me. I stroked his side to his armpit
feeling just a light dusting of hair under his arm. After several minutes
he rolled over onto his back. This really made me nervous because I did not
know where this was going, but I was soon to find out.

Once on his back, I again ceased to caress his body. Once again he motioned
for me to continue. Reluctantly, I did as he wished. Now I was stroking his
stomach and chest. Whenever I was rubbing his chest, I noticed that he
would lift his hips a little bit and as I moved lower, he too would lower
his hips. I was not quite sure what this meant for several minutes. After a
few series of this movement, as I moved lower, he inhaled deeply to get me
to proceed lower. As I did this, I discovered he had pulled his boardie
shorts down. I ran my fingers along the waistband of his shorts, and much
to my surprise, I felt his bulbous head protruding from his shorts. By this
time I was leaking precum profusely.

I moved back up to rub his chest for a bit and again his hips rose up. As I
caressed his lower body, I felt for the elastic band of his shorts but
could not find it. My hand moved toward his pelvic region and I discovered
that he had removed his shorts. I felt a very nice light patch of pubic
hair. The best part was that I found his cock to be no less than 7" cut,
very thick, and rock hard. I stroked him a few times and jet after jet of
hot, sweet boy juice came into my hand. It was obviously Jeremy's first
time. It would not be his last!

This was my first attempt at writing for nifty. If you are interested in
hearing about me and Jeremy (fictional) please email me at
tallyman22001@yahoo.com.  I will not post unless there is interest.