Date: Tue, 14 Apr 1998 01:18:31 +0300
From: ***@actcom.co.il
Subject: Motel Fantasy (M/b)

This is a fantasy story.
I am not a boylover but it is a fantasy of mine.


I was coming back from my walk along the river near a small village. The
weather was getting colder and I expected rain to start. I reached my room
at a local motel and asked the owner to send me some food to my room. I was
quite hungry after walking that much, which was quite difficult for me, I
entered my room which was at the end of the row of empty rooms - the motel
was not full as it was tuesday morning and all the rooms were already
evacuated.

After what seemed like 25 minutes, there was a knock on the door , I opened
it and in the door was a boy, about 12-13 years old, cute face, black
hair but something was very noticeable- that boy was fat. His fat, maybe
180-200 pound was put along his 5' feet tall body. He was short and fat. I
thought that it was quite sad that a boy so young could get this fat but
thought that maybe it was his parents fault that fed him to much when he
was younger. I consider myself straight and never had any gay experience,
but this boy had made something in me shiver. I usually like plumper women,
but now I was facing a feeling that was strange to me. I used to fantasize
about having sex with teenagers but never boys that young.

He said his name was D. and that he worked for some extra money after
school.  D. brought me some food and put it on the table, his movements and
body language made me think that he was a bit feminine, so, I guessed that
a little gamble couldn't hurt.  After D. finished making the table, I gave
him a tip and smiled to him, he smiled back and thanked me for the nice
tip. I told him that more could be arranged if he was interested and smiled
without saying more.

I had some books brought with me, so I layed down and read one of them,
which had some nice erotica in it. As I usually take a vacation by myself
once a year, leaving my wife and kids at home (we do go to vacations
together, but one of my best times is being by myself where nobody knows
me).  That book that I read was a book about a boy that rented his body to
men and had quite erotic descriptions about what he had been through and
what he did.

After an hour or so of reading, I got quite horny, and started masturbating
a bit.  I started thinking about D. and how it would be to make love to
him, his fat body, naked near me in my bed. This was very arousing and I
stopped myself from coming. I continued fantasizing about lying next to
him, entwined with him, caressing his plump breasts and fat round belly,
licking it and sucking on his little nipples. I saw myself going with my
tongue, licking my way to his cute face, reaching his lush mouth, opening
it to slowly, penetrating with my tongue and playing with his. His eyes,
closed from passion moving in circles. I touch his body with both my hands
and caress his round belly, just to make me hotter and want him more.  His
pregnant like belly reminded me of my wife in her first pregnancy months
and I was in flames.  I slowly started going down to his belly, his
giggling belly, to find his belly button, and started playing with it,
licking it and moaning.

I then went down to the thing which I longed to touch for years - his
cock. It was a short 4 inch cock, I engulfed it with my wet mouth and he
obviously responded with a sigh -- well, lots of sighs. I started sucking
on this prick, finding out that I really liked it! Never have I imagined it
would be so sexy to suck on a boy's prick.  His soft body was hot and
moving so hotly and moaning I longed to hear him come, and could not wait
for this to happen...

I was getting hotter when a knock on the door was heard. I hurriedly put my
robe on and opened it.  It was D. in the entrance. He said that he was on
his way out and just wanted to know what I was saying to him about "more
tip". I smiled and told him to get in the room, and closed the door.

to be continued ??


somebody...