Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2011 22:23:46 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: Meeting Jimmy Part 3

This is a fictional story describing sexual acts between adult
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Meeting Jimmy Part 3

I have successfully seduced Jimmy into jerking off with me and
sleeping on my bed. I'm not sure if seduce is the right word;
I'm sure he wanted to mess around with me too. He was just too
shy so I had to encourage him a little bit, and at the end he
really got into it. In fact he said it was the best orgasm he
ever had, so it must be good.

Now that he wants to sleep on my bed, I need to decide if
anything else would happen tonight. Would I be spooning him
and humping his ass? That might freak him out. Should I just
hold him? Or not even that, just go to sleep? It was hard to
decide. My bed was king size so there was plenty of space for
him to sleep without touching me. I regretted buying such a
large bed. Lying down, he turned to his side with his back
towards me and said goodnight. I can't say I wasn't
disappointed. The only good thing was that he didn't bother
putting his clothes back on. I lay down also on my side,
facing him and turned off the lights.

"Hey Jimmy, are you still feeling sad about being thrown out?"

"A little bit, but I'm more pissed at my dad right now."

"That's understandable, but at least he didn't throw you out
bare-footed." I noted he was wearing his basketball shoes when
I found him.

"He DID throw me out bare-footed. My shoes were outside." He
sounded more pissed now. Oops.

"Well, he's an asshole then. But at least... he didn't throw you
out stark naked?"

"He would if I were stark naked when I was jerking off."

"You always got to look on the bright side, pal. How about
this: at least you got to know me."

He smiled. "Yeah, that's pretty lucky of me."

"Although, if your dad did throw you out stark naked, I would
have picked you up much faster!"

"Man, I can't imagine what I'd do if I was stark naked on the
street!"

"Well, now you know. You come to me!" He laughed.

"If I had a son like you, I sure as hell wouldn't throw you
out." I looked at him lovingly. His eyes seemed watery for one
second and then went back to normal.

"If I had a son like you, I would hold you in my arms every
night." He looked at me with an expression that I couldn't
quite decipher. He seemed to be touched and grateful. "But
then, you may be too old for that."

"My dad never holds me." He looked at me with longing and
sadness in his eyes. I wanted to reach out and hold him right
there, just like I did when I first saw him at the park
earlier.

"Well, I'll pretend you are my son tonight." I reached out my
arms. "Come here, son." He scooted closer to me and I embraced
him. I held him tightly in front of me. I wanted him to feel
secured and loved. He was stiff at first, clearly not used to
being held, but as time passed, he relaxed and started pushing
himself closer to me. He whimpered and cooed. I thought that
was an important bonding moment so I just held him without
saying anything. After a while, he went to sleep in my arms. I
was tired too, having cum twice tonight, so I drifted off to
sleep as well.

The next morning I woke up with someone jerking my cock. I
opened my eyes and saw Jimmy kneeling in front of me, looking
at my face. As soon as he saw me awake, a crooked smile
appeared and he started jerking me faster.

"Good morning Jimmy, how was your sleep?"

"Morning Ben. I slept great. I haven't slept so well in a long
time. It's good to sleep in someone's arms."

"I'm glad, and my arms are always open for you."

"Thanks Ben, you are so good to me."

"I'm not entirely altruistic. I'm expecting something in
return."

"And that's why I'm jerking you, Ben."

I put my arms behind my head and enjoyed his touch. He wasn't
really experienced with it but he was doing a reasonably good
job.

"How about using your mouth? It feels better." He frowned. He
was clearly uncomfortable with it. Oh well, no harm trying.

"I'm not ready for that yet. Give me some time."

"No problem, buddy. Take your time." He kept jerking faster
and faster now, and I was feeling my cum rising, but I didn't
want to cum so soon.

"Wait. Can I jerk yours too?"

"Ok." He shifted his body so that he was by my side and our
cocks were both within range of each other's hands. I grabbed
his hard cock, for the first time. It was smooth and silky. I
love young cocks. They are so delicate and soft to the touch,
yet they are so hard and warm as well. I wanted to taste it
but I restrained myself.

He seemed to be enjoying my touch. His eyes were closed and he
had that dreamy look again. I admired his handsome face and
his smooth chest. He was breathing hard already. He has never
been touched by another person before and he must be
sensitive. I remember the first time someone jerked me I came
almost immediately. This guy had no sexual experience other
than jerking off, so I expected him to cum quickly. Indeed,
after a couple of minutes I could feel his muscles tighten and
ready to shoot. I reached down and massaged his balls while my
other hand rubbed his thighs. He breathed in sharply at the
new sensations. His reaction told me he seldom played with his
balls or other parts of his body.

I reached up to play with his nipples. I gently circled them
and he shivered. He even pulled back due to the sensitivity.
Wow. I went back to his balls with one hand and with the
other, gently stroked his thighs and legs. His body was
trembling. I then caressed his stomach and chest muscles,
tracing every curve on his body. I reached up and squeezed his
shoulders, massaging them. I felt his arms and biceps. I even
reached up and stroked his face. Then I went back down to his
cock and balls. While rolling his delicate balls in my left
hand, I stroked his shaft with my right, occasionally rubbing
his cock head. He was moaning loudly by now, arching his back
and thrusting his hips upwards. I quickened my pace and soon
he yelled out while shooting a thick rope of cum in the air. I
saw it make an arc in the air, twisting and turning like a
white snake and then splattered on his face and bare chest.
His face looked so hot with cum all over. I wanted to bend
down and lick everything off, but stopped myself.

"That was amazing!" Jimmy said breathlessly. Meanwhile, my own
cum has arrived, and I shot five or six volleys of cum all
over my stomach and chest. We looked at each other's body,
both covered with cum and laughed.

"Do you mind if I clean you up?" He shook his head. I bent
down and started licking his cum off his chest. He body
jerked, clearly not expecting me to clean him up this way, but
he didn't resist. He looked down at me as I licked every drop
clean. There was cum on his face too, but I didn't want to
freak him out so I stopped.

"You really like my cum, huh?"

"I like tasting cum. It's special." He was looking at my cum
covered chest.

"You want to try?" He slowly leaned towards me, bent down and
stuck his tongue out. He licked one drop of cum from my chest
and paused to taste it.

"How was it?"

"It has a weird taste, and it's salty."

"Not too bad though, I hope."

"No, it's not bad."

"You'll start to like it soon."

He looked at me like I said something weird and then he pulled
back. He stood up to go to the bathroom. I heard him peeing
and then he came back in naked, the cum on his face cleaned
off.

"Alright. I think I should go home now."

"I thought your dad won't let you?"

"He's at work now. Only mom is home."

"Oh, so you'd sneak in, and then what? When your dad comes
home you'd be gone again?"

"Yeah. Mom's going to talk to him. When he's ready to let me
back in she'll tell me, but if he really wanted to kick me
out, then I got to find a permanent place to stay." He looked
at me longingly, as if hoping I'd offer to let him stay.

"You are welcome to stay with me until you find a permanent
home."

"Thanks Ben, I really appreciate it. I'll go grab my stuff and
come back here."

"Sure. How about school? Today is Thursday so you have school,
right?"

"School is the last thing on my mind right now. I need to
settle down before I can do anything else."

"Ok, I understand. I'll wait for you."

"Don't you have to go to work?"

"I don't have to. I have people who work for me."

He looked at me, stunned. "You... don't have to go to work and
you can live in a house like this?"

"I have my own company, Jimmy. I have people I trust to run
it. I go there to make sure everything is ok and solve
problems if they come up, but otherwise, I don't need to get
involved all the time. Anyway, if any sticky situations come
up they'd call me."

"Man, if I can be like you when I grow up..."

"You want to be my son? I can teach you my trade secrets!" I
winked at him.

"I wish I had a dad like you." He was mumbling to himself.

I smiled. "I wish I had a son like you too."

He looked at me, eyes sparkled for a moment and then he looked
down. "Alright. I should go." He put on his own basketball
shorts and shoes then left.

As I waited for his return, I thought about what has happened
so far. I was happy with our progress. We frotted, jerked each
other and tasted each other's cum. Next checkpoint would be
blowjobs.