Date: Wed, 01 Mar 2006 14:50:57 +0100
From: Alex Hawk <alexhawk@operamail.com>
Subject: My Ganymede

My Ganymede
by Alex Hawk (alexhawk@operamail.com)

***

A man on vacation in Mexico meets a young boy and soon
they fall in love. This one's fer you, NAMBLA fans!
(Mm, ped, 1st-gay-expr)

***

I took a sip of my Coke and closed my eyes. The beach
was almost completely empty. It wasn't technically a
private beach, but it was so far away from everywhere
important that it might as well be private. The
seclusion was why I came here. It was my first vacation
in years, and I was burned out big time. The chance to
get away for the summer was wonderful.

I heard a dog barking and the sound of a boy laughing
in the distance. I opened my eyes and lifted my
sunglasses to look. There was a boy running along the
beach with said dog. He was quite naked, which wasn't
unusual. This wasn't a nude beach, but it was clothing
optional. Not too many people took their options, but I
was happy this boy was.

The boy in question was blond, about 5'3 or so. Thin,
reasonably muscled, and fucking sexy as hell. Probably
no more than twelve or thirteen, judging by the fact
that the penis flopping between his legs as he
frolicked had gained some size but hadn't yet sprouted
any hair.

I got an instant hard-on looking at the child as he
played. At thirty-two I was waaaay too old to be
thinking about a boy like this, but I couldn't help it.
Normally I tended to chase after, and catch, boys who
were about fifteen or sixteen. Usually homeless ones,
since they were the easiest to get into bed. I'd never
chased a boy this young.

I closed my eyes and did my best to ignore him, trying
to put him out of my mind, knowing that even here, down
in Mexico, they'd take a narrow view to me fucking a
boy of his age, more's the pity. I should have
vacationed in Spain. The age of consent there was
twelve, and...

Sand flew up onto me and I heard barking right near my
face. I opened my eyes to see the boy's dog, a golden
retriever, only a couple feet from me.

"Hello, dog," I said, holding my hand out.

"Sirius! Sirius, heel!" the boy called out, running
towards us. "Sorry, mister."

"It's ok," I said, petting the dog. "Sirius, huh?"

"Yeah, that's his name." The boy came over and crouched
down next to my, his young penis dangling between his
legs. Close up he was even better, and I could see that
he was wearing this cute little white necklace It
suited him well.

"He's a lovely dog."

"Thanks!"

"Do you know where the name Sirius comes from?"

The boy nodded. "Sirius was the name of Orion's dog.
And Harry Potter's godfather."

I laughed. "That's true." I let my eyes drink in the
site of this gorgeous naked child crouching on the sand
so close to me. He'd obviously not been here, or been
running around naked, for long, because I could see the
tan line where shorts had covered his body before.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Chris."

"Short for Christopher, or Christ-bearer, the saint who
supposedly carried Jesus across a river," the boy said,
promptly.

"Well, I AM impressed."

"Thanks." He blushed a little.

"What's your name?"

"David."

"A good old Biblical name, that."

"Yeah."

My eyes drifted down towards David's penis. He was
circumcised, which I preferred. As I'd thought before,
it was indeed at that perfect stage where it had
started to grow, but not get hair yet. I wondered if he
made sperm. I wondered if he masturbated. He was almost
certainly still a virgin. I pictured that young penis
sliding around in some lucky girl's vagina and nearly
came in my shorts.

"So how old are you?" I finally asked him.

"Twelve. How about you?"

"Thirty-two." I was pleased my guess of his age had
been pretty accurate.

"Cool. So how long have you been here?" David asked me.

"I just got here two days ago."

"Cool. We just got in last night."

"We?"

"My mom and me."

"Cool."

"Yeah. We're going to be here all summer."

"Cool, me, too."

"Great! I'm sure I'll see a lot of you," I said. I'll
hopefully see you in bed, I added to myself, feeling
instantly guilty.

"Great! Well, I'll see you later, then," David said.

"Ok."

He started to stand up, but Sirius, who was rapidly
becoming my favorite beast, bumped into his master, and
knocked the boy off balance enough to send him
sprawling onto me. He ended up basically laying on top
of me, forming us into a plus symbol.

"Sorry," he said, lifting his body up, which caused his
young penis to brush against the side of my body.

"It's no problem," I muttered as David stood up.

"Anyhow, I'll see you later, Chris! Come on, Sirius,"
he said to his dog and ran off to play in the surf. His
butt looked amazing. I pictured my penis pounding into
his tight little backside and suddenly needed to get up
and leave. I nearly sprinted back to my cabana and set
about pleasuring myself. When I came, it was one of the
best, most intense orgasms of my life.

I sighed as I laid there after the orgasm, feeling
very, very guilty about the thoughts I was having about
David. I mean, he was twelve! I had no business lusting
after a twelve-year-old! I was twenty years older than
him!

But then I thought about his gorgeous little body and
his cute face and that wonderful penis he had dangling
between his legs and I knew that no matter how strong I
thought I was, I'd never be able to resist his charms.

I was going to chase him.

I was going to get him.

* * *

"Hi, Chris!" came the high-pitched voice calling out to
me the next day when I got to the beach. David was
already running around playing fetch with Sirius and
still naked.

"Damn, David," I said as he came up to me. "Don't you
ever wear clothes?" I asked with a grin.

David giggled. It was very cute. "No, not when I'm out
here. It's cool being naked, you know?"

"Yeah, I know."

"Why don't you get naked, too?" he asked.

"Oh, I don't want to get a sunburn," I lied. Really, I
didn't want this twelve-year-old boy seeing my massive
hard-on.

"Oh, ok. Well, you wanna play with me and Sirius?"

"Sure."

David handed me the Frisbee Brand Plastic Flying Disk
that he'd been throwing to Sirius. I tossed it out
towards the sea and watched the dog charged after it,
barking the whole time.

"He's a good dog," I said as Sirius came back.

"Thanks!" David picked up the Frisbee and threw it this
time.

We spent a few minutes playing with Sirius together and
then I sat back on my towel and watched David's nude
body as he played with his dog. God, this boy was sexy
as hell. I wanted him so much, and felt such guilt for
that desire.

About an hour after I'd arrived, this woman turned up
and went to talk with David. He pointed at me and the
two of them walked over.

"Chris, this is my mom, Mandy."

"Mandy Josephson, PhD," she said, holding her hand out
to me.

"Chris Swanson, NohD," I said shaking her hand. She
looked to be around my age, maybe even a little
younger, and there was a scary thought. It was bad
enough I wanted a boy young enough to be my son. It was
worse that his mother was younger than me.

Mandy laughed. "David told me he'd made a new friend
down on the beach yesterday."

"That would be me, I guess," I replied. "What's your
degree in?"

"I'm a psychiatrist. What do you do?"

"Freelance HTML coding. This is my first vacation from
it in years."

"I'm gonna go play with Sirius some more, Mom," David
said as he ran off.

"This is our first vacation since David's father died,"
Mandy explained.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," I replied with sincerity.

Mandy shrugged. "It's been a while."

"How long?"

"Six years. David doesn't even remember him all that
well."

"That's too bad," I said, shaking my head. Changing the
subject, I went on with, "David's a really nice boy.
Seems rather smart, too. Knowing about Sirius and all."

Mandy laughed. "Yes, he's quite smart. He got skipped
ahead a year in school a couple years ago, and it'll
probably happen again when he gets to high school. He's
a very nice boy, too. Always trying to help people."
She smiled. "I imagine probably every parent talks
about their kids that way."

"Probably."

"Do you have any children?"

I shook my head. "No." I've had other people's, I added
silently. "Just haven't found the right person, you
know?"

She nodded. "Tell me about it." She looked over at
David. "David wanted me to see if it would be ok if he
came over to visit you sometime. You don't mind, do
you? I could use a little space to decompress," she
said with a smile.

"Not at all. He's a nice boy."

"Good."

I made a show of looking at my watch. "Well, I gotta
get going. It was very nice meeting you."

"Not at all, the pleasure was mine."

"Bye, David!" I called out to my naked dream boy.

"Bye, Chris!" he called out in return, waving at me.

I turned away with great effort and headed back to
another lonely, vigorous masturbation session at my
cabana.

* * *

The next morning I was awakened at an ungodly hour
(nine), by the sound of someone knocking at the door. I
peered through the curtains and saw David standing
there next to a bicycle. He was actually wearing
clothes. Shorts, an open button-up shirt and a baseball
cap. I quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt
(I slept nude), and went to answer the door.

"Hi, Chris!" David said, brightly. "My mom said it was
ok for me to come visit you." He looked at me and
frowned. "Oh... I hope I didn't wake you up."

I shook my head. "I was just getting out of bed."

"Oh, ok."

"Come on in," I said, standing aside. The boy parked
his bike and walked inside.

"Wow, you got a nice cabana."

"It's not the same as yours?"

"No, our floor plan is a little different. I like yours
better."

"Well, feel free to wander around," I said. "I'm going
to get something to drink. You thirsty?"

"Got any coffee?" David asked.

I was startled. "Aren't you a little young for coffee?"

He gave me an odd look. "No. I'm twelve."

Rolling my eyes I started making a pot of coffee. From
the living room I heard David call out, "You gotta lot
of art in here."

I walked into the living room. He was right. I'd
brought a sizeable collection of my prints with me down
here to Mexico. "Do you like it?" I asked.

"Yeah, I guess." He looked around. "I do some art
myself. Mostly drawings and such. I don't know if I'm
any good, but I like doing it, you know?"

"Well, I'd love to see some of your stuff one of these
days," I said, not mentioning what other stuff I wanted
to be seeing more of.

"What are all these paintings?"

"That one's by a guy called Caravaggio. He lived back
during the Renaissance. Most of the prints I have here
are by him."

David studied the picture in question, which showed a
naked adolescent boy. "He does a good job," David
finally said.

"Yes, he did." I pointed to some other prints. "Most of
these photos are by a man called Will McBride."

David walked up to a print that showed four boys in a
locker room in various stages of undress. "That's a
cool picture. Lots of nice use of shadows and light and
stuff."

I laughed. "Yeah, that's about right."

David browsed around my little mini-gallery some more
as I went into the kitchen to make him a cup of coffee.
I added the cream and sugar he requested when I offered
it, and then walked back into the living room where
David was looking at a couple McBride pics. I passed
him the drink.

"So why are there all these naked boys in here?" he
said as he took a sip from his coffee.

"Well, until pretty recently the most beautiful people
in the world were thought to be young boys. Like about
twelve to fifteen years of age."

"Really?"

I nodded. "In fact in some of the old Renaissance
paintings the models for young girls were actually
young boys."

"Wow... I never knew that..."

"Yeah, it's not talked about a lot."

David grinned. "These boys dress about like I like to."

I laughed. "Yeah, I almost didn't recognize you when
you knocked. I wasn't used to seeing you with clothes
on."

David grinned some more. "Yeah, well, the beach might
allow you to be naked, but I figured if I was riding my
bike around in the nude, someone might get unhappy."

"For starters, you might."

"Yeah!" He had a wonderful laugh.

Choosing my words carefully, I said, "Well... you know,
you don't have to wear clothes when you're visiting
me."

"I don't?"

"Nope."

"You don't care if I'm naked when I'm here?"

"Not at all."

"Oh. Ok, then!" David quickly ditched his shirt and
hat, and then pulled down his shorts and underwear.
Once he was nude, he stretched out his body. "Ah...
that's so much nicer."

"You have a very nice body, David," I said, taking a
chance. "Like some of the boys in these paintings and
stuff."

"Thanks, Chris!" David said with a smile. He walked
around my living room naked. It was all I could do to
not grope him. "Hey... are you going to get naked,
too?"

"Naw, not first thing in the morning," I said, waving a
hand.

"Ok."

"So you wanna watch a movie or something?"

"Sure!"

We looked through my DVD collection and made a few
choices. Over the next couple hours we watched Aladdin,
Men in Black and Spiderman 2. Or at least David watched
them. Mostly I watched him, studying him out of the
corner of my eye, largely focusing on his penis. I kept
wanting to touch it and suck it. God, he was perfect.

When the last movie was over, David stood up and looked
at the clock. "I gotta get going home soon," he said.

"Oh, ok." I stood up and turned off the TV. "Well,
thanks for coming by."

"Thanks for letting me! Do you mind if I come over
tomorrow, too?"

"Not at all. You can bring Sirius, too, if you want."

"Cool! You're the best!" David came up and, to my
incredible surprise, gave me a hug. A very nice, tight,
friendly hug. A very nice, tight, friendly and above
all else NAKED hug.

I hugged him back, doing my level best to keep my hands
off his pert preteen ass. I said, "You're pretty cool,
too, David," and broke the hug.

David gathered up his clothes and moments later was on
his bike, riding home. For my part, I took a cold
shower. This was getting ridiculous.

* * *

When David turned up with Sirius the next morning, I
was ready for him. I had coffee made, had a tray of
sandwiches and some other snacks ready. By the time he
knocked on the door, I'd also already masturbated
twice. I was doing my best to keep myself in check.

"Hey, David," I said, letting him in. "Hey, Sirius." I
patted the dog on the head as he barked a little.

"Hi!" David said, giving me a hug when I stood up.

"You can put Sirius in the backyard, if you want. I
think there's some birds back there he can terrorize."

"Cool! Come on, Sirius!" He led his dog outside.
Moments later I heard him call out, "Hey, you got a hot
tub! We don't have a hot tub!"

I walked outside. Sirius was already chasing a lizard
or something, having fun like dogs do. Looking over at
David, I said, "Yeah. It's a nice one."

"Can I try it out?"

"Sure, if you want."

"Cool!" David quickly stripped down to nothing and
hopped into my hot tub. Looking at me, he said, "You
gonna get in?"

"Ok," I replied, taking a deep breath as I started
undressing. I was very happy that I had masturbated
twice already. It would keep me from getting overly
hard as I stripped. When I was finally nude, I got into
the hot tub across from David.

"Wow," he said as I got in and turned on the bubbles.

"What?"

"You got a really big penis."

I was entirely taken by surprise at those words coming
out of the mouth of a naked twelve-year-old boy. I felt
said penis twitch and grow, despite my earlier efforts
at prevention. "Well... yes, I do," I said for lack of
anything better.

"Mine isn't very big yet," David said, looking down
into the bubbles. "It's bigger than it was last year,
though."

"Well, it'll get bigger as you get older," I replied.

"Yeah. You gotta lot of hair, too."

I laughed. "Body hair is a part of growing up as well."

"Ok."

David and I spent about a half-hour in the hot tub
talking and chatting with each other. I kept trying to
make my penis soften and finally it did. By the time we
finally got out, it was almost entirely soft, though I
turned away from David as I got dressed. He stayed
nude.

As we went back into the house, David paused in front
of one of McBride's naked boy photos and looked at it.

"Why do you like all these pictures?"

"Because there's something very beautiful about them,"
I said, moving over to stand behind David.

"What do you mean?"

"The boys. They're just so virgin."

David wrinkled his nose as he looked at me. "What do
you mean by THAT?"

"Well... this isn't going to make a lot of sense, so
stay with me, ok?"

"Ok."

"You know what a virgin is, right?"

David nodded. "A girl who hasn't had sex yet."

"Well, or a boy. Anyone who hasn't had sex yet."

"Ok."

"When I say a boy is virgin, I don't mean that he's A
virgin. I mean that he's a very beautiful boy who is
old enough to want sex, but probably hasn't had it yet.
Usually he's twelve, thirteen, fourteen or fifteen.
He's probably a virgin as well, but even if he's had
sex and isn't a virgin anymore, he's still virgin. Do
you understand?"

"I think so..." he said, pondering.

"So, for example, you're still a virgin, right?" I
asked, my heart fluttering a little as I pictured him
fucking some very lucky girl.

"Yeah."

"But you want to have sex?"

"Oh, yeah!" he said, nodding enthusiastically. I saw
his penis twitch a little and lengthen. He wasn't hard,
but he was chubbing. It was wonderful to see.

"Well, ok, so you're a virgin, and by my definition
you're also virgin, because you're a beautiful boy who
is old enough to want sex, but too young to have had it
yet."

"Oh, ok," he said as his penis started really
stiffening now. It got to be almost completely hard
before he reached down and put a hand over it. "Sorry
about that."

"That's ok," I said with total sincerity. "You don't
have to cover it up."

"I don't?"

"Not if you don't want to. It's not like I haven't seen
a hard-on before."

"Ok." He moved his hand aside. His young penis was now
pointing almost straight up and pulsing in time with
his heart. It looked to be about four-and-a-half inches
long. "So I'm a virgin, and I'm virgin?" he asked after
a moment.

"Yes." I nodded. "Some people would use the word
'virginal' to describe boys like them, and like you,
but I prefer to just say virgin.

David nodded in return. "I like that."

"Glad to hear it."

"And does that mean you think I'm beautiful?"

Carefully, I said, "Yes, David. I think you're easily
the equal of all the boys here."

David broke into a grin. "Thanks."

"My pleasure."

"So can we watch another movie?" he asked, walking
towards the couch, erect penis bobbing with each step.

"Sure."

David selected Blazing Saddles, and we sat back
together to watch it. Eventually that sweet virgin
penis of his softened. I wished I'd been the source of
that softening through, say, an orgasm.

After Blazing Saddles was over, I excused myself to go
to the bathroom while David picked out another movie.
When I came back, I found him holding a videotape. My
blood ran cold. I only owned one videotape, and I
thought I'd put it away after watching it last night.

"What's this one? Genesis Children? I haven't heard of
it before."

"Ah." I walked over and stood by my naked little dream
boy. "Well, it's a movie from a few years ago about a
group of boys from both America and Europe who get
brought to an island by a priest who wants them to do
religious stuff. It's actually not a very good movie in
many ways. It's badly written, badly acted and has a
bizarre flashback structure, but it does have one good
thing going for it."

"What?"

I poked his bare stomach and grinned. "The boys in it
run around wearing about as much as you do."

"Really?"

"Yep."

He thought for a moment. "So they're all virgin?"

I nodded. "You got it."

"Cool. Can we watch it?"

"Sure, if you want."

"I want."

We sat back and watched Peter Glawson and his friends
prance naked all over the island. I was envious as hell
of the various people who made the movie. You could
never convince me that they weren't getting a little on
the side from some of the boys.

I also kept an eye on David's penis, noticing that it
hardened up several times through the course of him
watching the movie. This was a positive sign!

After the film was done, I said to David, "So what did
you think?"

He thought for a bit and then said, "It was cool. I
think I understand how you can like them."

"The boys?"

"Yeah. I'm not sure, but I think I get it. Kind of." He
grinned. "I don't know for certain, though. I can see
how they all match your virgin thing, though."

"Yeah, they are that, that's for sure."

David looked at the clock. "I gotta get going soon. I
hope Sirius didn't crap on your lawn too much."

"Oh, if he did, I'll take care of it."

"Cool." We both stood up and David hugged me tight
again. "I had a really nice time here today, Chris. Can
I come over again tomorrow?"

"You can come as much as you'd like," I said, totally
aware of what I was saying, and pleased that he
wouldn't be aware.

"Good." He went outside and gathered up Sirius and then
put on his clothes. We hugged once more and he was
gone. For my part, I popped Genesis Children back into
the VCR and went to my favorite scene (naked boys bent
over with torches), and proceeded to pay a nice visit
to Orgasmville. Much of the time I was remembering
David's erect penis.

God, I needed that boy.

* * *

David's third visit went much like his second. He came
over with Sirius, got naked, we got into the hot tub
and talked. Once we were done, we got out of the hot
tub, ate some food and sat back to watch another movie.

After the first movie (Hulk), David got up to look at
some more of my art. He came to one painting that
showed Cupid and Psyche in a bed together.

"Ha! I know what they just did," David said with a grin
as he pointed.

"Yeah, I think it's safe to assume that if you're
Cupid, you don't have to settle for jacking off all the
time."

"Yeah, probably not," David agreed with a nod.

I put the next movie into the DVD player (Matrix), and
we sat back together to watch it. I could tell David
was distracted by something, but I had no idea what it
might be.

When the movie was over, he said, "Chris? Can I ask you
a question?"

"Sure." I got up to get the movie out of the DVD
player.

"You said earlier something about Cupid jacking off?"

"Yeah."

David blushed a bit and said, "Ok. Don't think I'm
stupid, but I've heard a couple guys at school use that
same term and I don't know what it means."

"Oh." I sat back down next to David. Taking a deep
breath and trying to ignore the instant erection that
I'd developed, I said, "Well... it's a way of
experiencing the feeling of sex without actually having
it."

"Oh. Why would you want to do that? I mean, why not
just have it?"

"Well, David, why haven't YOU had sex yet?"

"Uhm... I'm only twelve and no girl has let me?"

"Good answer," I said with a smile. "But don't you want
to know what sex feels like?"

"Yeah," he said, his own penis hardening slowly up.

Shrugging a little I said, "Well, jacking off, or
masturbation as it's really called, is a way of playing
with your penis so that you can get an idea of what sex
feels like even if you're still a virgin."

"Playing with my penis?" David echoed, looking down at
his preteen hard-on.

"Yes."

"Oh. What's it feel like?"

"Oh, it's wonderful, believe me."

"Do you do it?"

"Yeah," I said, aware that time seemed to be slowing.

David thought for a moment and then asked the words
that made my heart soar. "Can you teach me how?"

Doing my best to remain calm, and appear reluctant, I
said, "Well... I don't know... I mean, I could get into
trouble if anyone found out that I showed you how."

"You could? Why?"

"Because adults and children aren't supposed to do
these things together."

"I'm not THAT much of a kid. I'm twelve."

"Yeah, I know. But I could still get in trouble if I
showed you."

"I won't tell, I promise!" he piped up.

I pretended to think about it, and then finally,
slowly, said, "Well... I suppose it'll be ok. But you
can't tell anyone."

"I won't."

"Ok. Well, I guess the best way to show you is to do it
myself."

"Alright."

I stood up and undressed, now feeling more comfortable
being naked with David than I had before. I sat down
next to him on the couch and let him get a good look at
my very hard penis.

His eyes went wide. "God! That's HUGE! That's like
twice as big as mine!"

I laughed. "Yeah. Well, mine's larger than normal. It's
about eight-and-a-quarter inches long and thicker than
most, too. My friends call it 'the Behemoth'."

David laughed. "I guess so!"

"So you ready to learn how to masturbate?"

"Sure."

"Ok. Take your penis in your hand like this," I said,
wrapping a hand around my erection.

David put his right hand around his virgin penis. "Like
this?"

"Yeah. Now hold it kind of loose but kind of tight and
stroke it like this." I gave myself a couple slow
strokes.

David looked down at what I was doing and then down at
his own young penis. He ran his hand up and down a
couple times along it. His eyes widened a little.

"That DOES feel nice."

"Now you start out slow," I said, demonstrating. "But
then you go a little faster and it feels better and
better. Try it."

David did, his hand sliding up and down his penis.
"Yeah, you're right."

As I kept beating off while looking at this nice bit of
live kiddie porn next to me, I said, "Now... you keep
doing it until it either you get this really good
feeling that's so good that you can't go on or until
you get that same feeling and some stuff shoots out the
end of your penis."

"Stuff?"

"Sperm."

"Oh, ok."

I sat back and watched David masturbate for the first
time. It was so insanely sexy to see this gorgeous
child playing with his virgin penis. I knew that even
if I never got to do anything else with him, the
memories of this would keep me warm at night.

David began breathing harder and harder as he
continued. "I think... I think... I think it's about to
happen..." he gasped out.

"Just let it..." I said, stroking myself faster.

"Ok... I... oh... oooh... OH, GOD!" David screwed his
eyes shut and his twelve-year-old body began shaking as
his penis spammed in his hand and three powerful blasts
of nearly clear fluid shot out the end, splashing onto
his perfectly smooth, hairless chest.

That was too much for me. "Here I go..." I managed to
say before my own orgasm claimed me, several streams of
pearlescent fluid shooting out onto my not even
remotely hairless chest. It was easily in the top ten
list of best orgasms I'd ever had.

Once we were both done cumming, David grinned a ragged
grin at me. "Wow..."

"I know."

He looked at the fluid on his chest. "So that's my
sperm?"

"Some of it. The whitish parts. The rest is just semen,
a fluid the sperm travels in. See how much more I
have?" I gestured towards my body.

David nodded. "Will I get more when I grow up?"

"Yeah." Giving into temptation I reached out and ran my
hand along his bare chest and stomach, through a puddle
of his first ejaculation. I grinned at him. "So you're
more of a man now. Cool., huh?"

He smiled widely. "Yeah!"

"Here," I said, passing David an old towel I kept handy
to clean up with.

"Thanks."

As he wiped himself off, I licked my hand clean,
savoring the taste of David's first orgasm. I did it
quickly, to keep him from noticing and then cleaned
myself up.

"Thanks for teaching me that," David said to me with a
smile.

"You're welcome."

Then he moved over to me and gave me another wonderful
hug as I sat there on the couch. Now we were both nude,
which was much different from before. I held my breath
as his naked body pressed against mine. I could feel
his still slightly hard penis resting against my thigh.
God, this boy was perfect. It was all I could do to
keep from making out with him.

David left shortly after the hug was done. I later
wound up masturbating with the spermy towel wrapped
around my penis. This lead to another intensely
wonderful orgasm and left me wondering just how much
further things would go with this incredible young boy.

* * *

Early the next morning I was woken up by a phone call.

"Mrphuglstk?" I said groggily into the phone. Then I
lifted it up and said, "Hello?"

"Hey, Chris, it's me, your favorite virgin virgin! Oh,
did I wake you up?"

"Not really, David," I said, shaking the cobwebs from
my head. "What's up?"

"Well, instead of me coming over there today, my mom
wanted to know if you wanted to come over here and have
lunch with us."

"Oh. Uh... sure, ok. What time?"

"Eleven?"

"Ok, I'll be there."

"Cool! Bye, Chris!" He hung up.

I laid on my back and gave my penis a couple tugs. So
the boy wanted me to come have lunch with him and his
mom. Great. I'd be eating with the mother of the boy I
was really trying hard to get into bed. Somewhere, some
god was laughing.

At eleven, I arrived at David's house. He met me at the
door when I knocked, smiling wide and wearing...
clothes. He had on a Yu-Yu Hakasho t-shirt and a pair
of short shorts. Even dressed he looked sexy as hell.

"Hey, Chris!" He came up and gave me a happy hug.

"Hey, David. Hello, Mandy," I said to his mother as she
came up.

"Hello, Chris." She shook hands with me. "Come on in."

I walked inside and let David show me around the
cabana. It wasn't that big, a little smaller than mine,
actually, but it was cozy. He took me into his bedroom
and showed me some of his toys and such. I was amused
by how few clothes he'd brought to Mexico with him, and
I desperately wanted to strip him down, toss him onto
his bed and fuck him on his Inuyasha bed sheets.

Soon Mandy told us that lunch was ready and I went and
sat at the table with them, thinking about how surreal
all this was. Mandy was a very good cook, at least. I
still couldn't get past all the odd feelings of guilt I
was experiencing.

After we were done, the three of us played Monopoly, a
game I've always liked. Mandy wound up winning. At one
point during the game, David went to the bathroom and
Mandy decided to Engage Me in Conversation.

"So I'm glad David's been spending so much time with
you," she said.

"You are?" I asked, my guts twisting a little.

"Yes. He keeps telling me that he's having a lot of fun
hanging out with you."

"He's a nice kid. I like spending time with him."

She nodded. "It's nice to have my space, too, believe
me."

"Well, I'm glad to help."

David came back and the three of us sat back to watch a
movie. Once it was over with, David saw me to the door,
gave me a nice little hug and then hesitated for a
moment, still holding onto me. I looked down into his
eyes. He looked into mine. Then something incredible
happened.

David leaned forward, closed his eyes, and very gently
kissed me on the mouth.

I was shocked. Stunned beyond all belief. The kiss was
short. He broke it off after only a few seconds. And
then he pulled away. He turned a bright red and
whispered, "I'll... I'll see you tomorrow," and then
quickly closed the door.

I was walking on clouds as I headed back to my cabana,
though to be honest I was a little confused by what had
just happened. Why had David kissed me? Was he
attracted to me? COULD he be attracted to me? Was it
even possible?

Either way, when I got home it was more than enough for
me to masturbate wildly while remembering the sensation
of his lips against mine.

* * *

When David arrived the next morning, he stripped naked,
gave me a hug, and said nothing about the kiss, though
as he hugged me, I felt his penis stiffen up against my
leg.

"Sorry," he said with a shy smile as he pulled back
from me.

"I don't mind, David, really. It's normal."

We headed out to the hot tub, though not for very long
because the weather seemed to be turning sour, then ate
something and in our usual way headed into the living
room to watch a movie. We went for Sky Captain and the
World of Tomorrow, which he'd not seen.

After that was done, I said, "Well, what do you want to
watch next?"

"Uh... can we watch Genesis Children again? That was
cool," he said, and to my amazement started to get an
erection again.

"Sure." I put in the movie and sat down next to David
as the film began to roll. Throughout it, David's penis
remained hard.

About half way into the movie, with David still erect,
he said, in a slightly nervous voice, "Hey, Chris?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you wanna masturbate again? You know... while we
watch this? I was reading on the Internet last night
that some people do that while they watch movies." He
had a pleading expression on his face.

My voice trembling a little, I said, "Ok. If you want
to."

"Ok, cool." David smiled widely and started stroking
his hairless penis.

I stood up and undressed and when I was naked, sat down
by David and started jerking off, swinging my look from
the movie to David and back again. As for him, he was,
to my surprise, looking almost entirely just at me.

Only about three minutes into the masturbating, David
whimpered a little and said, "Oh... here I go..." as
his penis jerked in his hand and his orgasmic fluids
spattered all over his body. I hadn't been close to
cumming, but watching David climax was enough to send
me over the edge, and soon my sperm was flying out of
me.

When I was done cumming, David reached out a hand and
said, "Can I touch it? You touched mine yesterday."

"Sure, if you want."

I shuddered a little as David's young hand moved down
my stomach, dragging his fingers through my sperm. He
pulled them up and looked at what was on his fingertips
and then, to my even greater surprise, licked it off.

He saw me looking at him and shrugged. "Well, you
tasted mine."

"True," I conceded. I hadn't thought he'd seen that.
"Well?"

"It's weird. Not bad, though."

"Well, you wanna have some food?"

"Ok."

I cleaned up and put on my clothes, then went into the
kitchen to pop in a pizza. After he'd cleaned up, David
walked into the room, still naked.

"Chris?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you gay?"

I hesitated slightly before answering. "Why do you
ask?"

"My mom says you might be. I told her about your
paintings and stuff."

"Well... if I was gay, would that bother you?"

David shrugged. "No."

"Then since you ask, David... yes, I am gay."

"That's cool."

"Yeah?" I felt relief pass through me.

"Yeah. I have an uncle who's gay. He's nice."

"Oh, ok."

We sat down to eat once the food was done cooking. Just
as we'd started too much, there was a flash of
lightening, followed by the sound of thunder. We looked
up to see rain spattering into the backyard.

"I'm glad I left Sirius at home," David said. "He
doesn't like the rain."

"Good that he's at home, then."

When lunch was over we sat back to watch the special
edition version of Return of the King. Just before it
was over, the phone rang. I got up and went into the
bedroom to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Chris? This is Mandy. Is David still there?"

"Yes."

"Oh, good. Listen, this storm is getting really nasty
and it sounds like it's going to get worse. Do you mind
if he stays there tonight? I really don't feel
comfortable with him trying to ride his bike home in
this."

"Sure, he's behaving himself and everything," I added,
assuming parents always wanted to hear that about their
kids.

"Good. Take good care of him, and make sure he's home
for dinner tomorrow."

"I will. You wanna talk with him for a moment?"

"Sure."

"David!" I called out. "Your mom's on the phone."

"Oh? Cool." He came walking into the room and picked up
the phone. "Hello?... yeah... uh-huh... ok, cool. Make
sure you... yeah... yeah, he doesn't like the rain,
but... yeah... ok... Ok, Mom, I will... yeah, I love
you, too. Bye!"

"So you get to sleep here tonight," I said to him as he
hung up.

David bounced over to my bed and laid down on it.
"Cool. You got a comfy bed, too."

"Yes, I do." I held out a hand and helped him up. "You
wanna watch the rest of the movie?"

"Sure!"

We went back to the living room and turned the movie
back on. Most of the rest of the night was going to be
spent watching movies and hanging out, but at around
ten the power flicked off. David and I sat there in the
dark listening to the storm.

"Sounds pretty bad out there."

"Yeah." I dug out a flashlight and turned it on.
"Well... we might as well get to bed. The power's
probably off for the night."

"Ok."

"I'll get you set up in the bedroom and then I'll sleep
in here."

"Oh!" David looked and sounded disappointed. "I thought
we were going to share the bed."

I was so, so torn at this point. "Did you want to?"

"Sure. It'll be more fun that way."

God, this boy was sinful. Slowly, I said, "Well... ok.
If you want to. Let me get things set up in there,
then."

"Ok."

I rounded up a couple drinks for us and dug out some
candles. I set them up in the bedroom and lit them.
David walked into the room after using the bathroom and
stood there watching me, his virgin penis sticking
straight up. He looked so wonderful standing there in
the candlelight.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked after a moment.

I shook my head. "No. I just... you look... very
beautiful in the candlelight, David."

"Thank you." David got under the blanket and said, "You
getting in?"

"Yeah." I stripped down to my boxers and got into bed
with him.

"Aren't you... going to sleep naked...?" David asked
quietly.

"Do you want me to?"

"Yes," he whispered.

I slipped my boxers off and tossed them aside. "Ok,
they're gone."

"Cool."

"David?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you kiss me last night?"

David was quiet for a bit and then said, "I... I don't
know... I just really wanted to..."

"Ok."

"You're not mad at me, are you?"

"No, I'm not." I took a deep breath. "I really liked
it."

"You did?"

"Yeah."

Softly, David said, "Do you want to kiss me again?"

I swallowed. "David... you know I'm gay."

"Yeah."

"You know I like young boys."

"I know. I've seen your pictures."

"I like them in ways other than just looking."

Quietly, David said, "I know..."

I turned onto my side. David was already turned onto
his and facing me. I reached out and brushed a hand
along his cheek. He shivered as I touched him. I looked
into his eyes. He was nervous, he was scared, but he
also radiated trust. Total trust and faith in me. I
felt vaguely guilty about the fact that I was using
this trust for sex, but there was no way I could resist
the urge. No way to stop now.

"Do you really want to kiss me again?"

"Yes," he breathed.

My heart beating fast in my chest, I moved closer to
David, feeling the heat from his body. I kept my hand
on his cheek, and then slowly moved it around to the
back of his head. Then, gently, tenderly, I pulled him
close to me. The first brush of my lips against his
brought forth a small moan from his young body. The
second moan was stifled by my mouth pressed hard
against him. I never thought such a small thing as a
kiss could be as potent as this was.

I moved my hand off David's head and slowly down his
back to that firm, cute, hairless little ass I'd been
drooling over for the last week. David whimpered as I
cupped his young butt in my hand. He pushed against me,
his penis pressing into my body.

"Oh, god, this is nice," he whispered as we broke our
kiss.

"Are you sure you want to be doing this?"

"Oh, yes..."

"What do you want to do?"

"What is there?"

"Well... we can masturbate each other. We can have oral
sex. You can fuck me. I can fuck you. We can kiss. We
can make love."

"I want everything," he whispered.

"Everything?"

"Yes."

I smiled. "Then you'll get it." I moved my hand around
from his butt and wrapped it around his preteen penis.
There was already a little precum dripping from the tip
of it. I rubbed it all over his shaft, feeling him
shudder with pleasure as I stimulated him.

David's hand reached out and brushed against my penis.
"Can I...?"

"Of course."

He put his hand around me and gave me a couple strokes.
"It's so big."

I chuckled. "You made that observation before."

"Yeah." He started kissing me again as he kept
masturbating me. He didn't really know what he was
doing, but that was ok. The fact that a boy this pretty
was doing it to me was enough to fuel my fires.

As we kept kissing, I kicked the blanket down off our
nude bodies. It was just too warm. Then I gently rolled
David over onto his back. I began kissing his neck and
his chest, sucking gently on each of his already erect
nipples. He really started squirming as I did that.

If he thinks that was nice, just wait, I thought to
myself. I kept licking down, down, until I reached
David's smooth, bare pubic region. I licked the soft,
tender skin there. I'd never been with a boy who hadn't
grown pubic hair yet. It was incredibly nice. Now I
moved down further. Keeping my hand around David's
penis, I gave the tip a gentle lick.

"Ooooh... what... what was that...?"

I said nothing. I just licked the tip some more,
slipped my tongue all around David's shaft and then
finally lowered my lips down around David's twelve-
year-old penis, beginning to give the boy his very
first blowjob.

"Oh... oh... are you sucking my... oh, my god... oh,
Chris, that's so... oh..." He moved his hands down and
ran his fingers through my hair.

I couldn't believe that I was actually getting to give
a blowjob to my lovely young dream boy. Not just giving
him a blowjob, but really making love to him. Giving
David his first ever sexual experiences. No matter how
many other guys he slept with later in life, I'd still
be the first. I'd still be special.

I kept sucking David's penis and moved both my hands
down and under to cup his butt while I blew him. I knew
he'd probably cum soon, but I also knew that twelve-
year-old boys like David have a great talent to recover
quickly.

Not at all to my surprise, David started breathing
harder and harder and was soon moaning rather loud, so
loud that I almost couldn't hear the storm outside. His
whole body tensed, he let out a small howl, and I felt
his penis twitch inside my mouth as his warm, salty
semen splashed all over my tongue and down my throat. I
kept sucking him until every drop of his precious fluid
was inside me, and then I moved back up his body,
giving him a kiss on his lips.

"That was... that... oh, god... that was so amazing..."
David whispered, looking at me with slightly unfocused
eyes.

"I'm glad you liked it."

"Did you... was my... was my penis in your mouth?"

"Yes. It's called a blowjob."

"Oh. I've heard of them, but I never knew what they
were until now."

"Pretty nice, aren't they?"

"Yeah," he said with a broad grin. "I wanna do it to
you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Ok." I rolled over onto my back and held up my penis.
"You want me to tell you how to do it?"

"No, I wanna try to figure it out for myself," he said,
moving down towards me.

"Ok."

David took my penis in his small hand and gave it a
couple slow strokes. "Wow, this thing is big."

I laughed. "You keep saying that!"

"It's true."

"I know. You don't have to do this if you don't want
to."

"Oh, I want to, believe me." David leaned down and gave
the tip of my penis an uncertain, experimental lick.
"Doesn't taste like anything," he said after a moment.

"Well, it's just skin, like anything else."

"Yeah." He licked his lips and then bent his head down.
I felt his tongue move over the shaft of my penis, from
base back up to tip and down again. David sat up once
more. "Did you actually put mine in your mouth?"

"Yeah."

"Ok." David leaned down once more and opened his mouth
wide. Then he slowly, carefully, wrapped his lips
around the tip of my penis and moved his head down. He
only got the tip and a little of the shaft into his
mouth. He swirled his tongue around and then started to
choke and abruptly sat up.

"Sorry," he said with a shy smile.

"It's alright. It takes some getting used to."

"Did I do it right? Did it feel good?" He was so eager
to please.

"It felt very good, David."

"Alright." David leaned down and took my penis back
into his young mouth once more. I closed my eyes and
laid back, resting a hand on the back of his head,
doing my best to enjoy the sensation of a twelve-year-
old boy giving his first blowjob.

He wasn't half bad at it, either. He wasn't the best,
but with practice he'd get better. I wind up cumming if
he kept it up too much longer. Not because of the
skill, but because he was who he was. He was David, my
ultimate virgin.

It finally got to the point where I had to say,
"David...?"

"Yeah?" he asked, lifting his mouth off me.

"If you keep that up, I'll be cumming soon."

"Oh, ok. In my mouth?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Yes."

"Ok. I'll warn you so you can brace yourself."

"Alright," he said, and then started blowing me again.

I laid back again and enjoyed what this wonderful,
incredible boy was doing to me. Finally it got to the
point where I had to whispered, "Ok, David... it's
about... to happen..."

David stopped moving, stopped stimulating me, but kept
his mouth around my penis. I thrust up just a little on
instinct and then let out a huge gasp of breath as I
began to fire off my sperm into his young mouth. I
could tell the quantity caught him by surprise. I could
feel him trying to swallow, but he didn't manage it all
and started to choke a little. He sat up, wiping sperm
from his chin as I finished cumming.

"I'm sorry," he said after he'd recovered a little. "I
didn't mean to... I wanted to... I'm sorry."

"It's... ok..." I said. I smiled at him. "You did
wonderful."

"I wanted to swallow it all. I'm sorry." He looked
downcast.

"Well, if you want to, you can lick up the rest."

"Oh, hey, yeah!" David brightened up and went back
down, eagerly licking up my sperm. Once he was done, he
moved up my body and gave me a deep, lingering kiss.

"You're so wonderful, David," I said after the kiss. I
loved having his nude young body stretched out on top
of me.

"You are, too." David hesitated a moment and then
looked away a little. "Chris?"

"Yeah?"

David looked back into my eyes. "I love you."

My heart jumped. I had no idea what to say. This was
really unexpected! Finally I looked into his eyes and
said the first and only thing I could say.

"I love you, too, David."

David looked like he was going to cry with happiness.
He started kissing me again, and I took the time to
work my tongue into his mouth. This caught him off
guard but he soon got used to it and was quickly
twirling his tongue around in my mouth.

"David, there's something we need to talk about really
quick."

"Ok."

"You can't ever tell anyone about you and me having
sex, ok?"

"Why not?"

"Because it's illegal for adults to have sex with boys,
and I'd go to prison if anyone found out."

"Oh." He looked scared. "I don't want that to happen. I
love you."

"I love you, too, David. So please promise me you won't
tell anyone about you and I having sex, ok?"

"Ok."

David was pressing his hard penis against my body as we
kissed, and my own penis soon recovered and hardened up
in response. David reached down between our bodies and
took it in his hand.

"Do you want me to give you another blowjob?"

"Well, you know," I said, "We can blow each other at
the same time."

He blinked. "We can? How?"

"Turn your body around so that your mouth is over my
penis and my mouth is under yours."

David brightened up. "Oh! I think I see how!" He turned
around, getting into the right position.

"There you go." I leaned my head up and took David's
delicate preteen penis into my mouth while he wrapped
his mouth around my thirty-two-year-old erection. I was
sixty-nining with a sweet, virgin boy! How could life
get better than this?

This time our mutual blowjobs lasted quite a bit longer
than the separate ones had. It took many, many minutes
before David started to moan and fire off his load into
my mouth. I blasted some sperm down his throat only a
few seconds later, pleased that we were pretty
synchronized. I was so loving this young boy!

When we were done cumming in each other's mouths, we
kissed, our sperm mingling around each other's tongues.
Then we each drank down some soda to clean said mouths
out. Then we both laid there in the bed, David's
youthful, hairless, nude body wrapped around me.

"I really liked doing this stuff with you, Chris."

"I liked it, too."

"Can we do more in the morning?" he asked, sounding a
little sleepy.

"You bet."

"Good... good night, Chris... I love you..." he
whispered and moments later I felt his breathing start
to slow as he fell asleep in my arms. I joined him in
the realm of slumber not too long after.

* * *

When I woke up the next morning, it was to the smell of
food cooking. I sat up in bed just in time to see
David, still nude of course, walking into the room with
a little tray of food. Toast, cereal, eggs, nothing too
big, but it was a very nice thought.

"Hey, Chris. I thought I'd make some food."

"Thanks!" I took the tray and set it onto the bed as
David sat down next to me. With one hand I reached down
to fondle his sweet young penis. "Then later maybe some
sausage."

He giggled as his penis stiffened. Then he moved a
little closer and kissed me on the cheek. "I really
liked what we did last night."

"Me, too." I speared a bit of egg with my fork and held
it up for him to eat.

David stuck out his tongue and slurped up the egg.
After he swallowed he said, "So does this mean I'm like
your boyfriend now?"

I thought for a bit and then said, "Yes," largely
because I didn't know what else to say.

"Cool." He gave me another kiss and then reached down
to stroke my penis, which was already nice and hard.

I laughed a little. "Don't be doing that while I'm
trying to eat!"

"Ok, I'll do this, then." David ducked his head down
and I felt his lips slip around the tip of my penis.

I began eating as quickly as I could as the pleasure in
my groin mounted. Finally I was done and I set the tray
aside, then reached down to pull David's face up to
mine. I kissed him wildly and passionately as he ground
his body against mine.

After kissing for a few minutes, I pulled back and
said, "David?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you wanna fuck me?"

"Like in the butt?" he asked after a moment.

"Yeah."

"Won't that hurt you?"

I shook my head. "No, it won't. Trust me. It feels
really good, actually."

"Ok. So how do we do it?"

"Well..." I took out some lube from the nightstand
drawer. "I put some of this onto me and then some onto
your penis and we go from there."

"What is it?" he asked as I passed him the bottle.

"It's called lube. Squirt some onto your hand and then
rub it onto your penis."

"Alright." David did as he was told, his eyes going
wide as he began to apply the lube to himself.
"Whoof... that does feel good!"

"I bet." I took the lube from him and worked it up into
myself with a finger. "Alright," I said as I set it
aside and laid onto my back. "Get between my legs."

"Ok!" David said, moving into position.

"Now... sort of get on top of me."

"Alright."

Once he was in place, I reached down and took hold of
his erection, placing it into the right spot. Then I
put a hand on his bare butt and pushed gently. David's
unresisting body moved down and I felt the glorious
sensation of his hairless twelve-year-old penis
slipping slowly into my thirty-two-year-old ass. When
he was securely inside me, I wrapped my legs around his
smooth body and looked up into his face, which was a
mask of almost overwhelming pleasure.

"You like it in there, huh?" I asked with a smile.

David's eyes were wide, his mouth hanging open. He
focused on me and nodded. "I... wow... this is even
better than the blowjob!"

"Yeah, I know." I leaned up and kissed him. "Now just
start sliding in and out."

David nodded and rather awkwardly began to thrust. It
was so cute seeing the look of concentration on my
young boy's face as he enjoyed his first ever fuck! He
kept looking down to see where he was going into me. At
one point he looked up and gave me a ragged little
smile.

"This... is sweet..."

"You like fucking me, eh?"

"Oh, yeah..."

I laid back and relaxed as David's lean, smooth, naked
young body moved in pleasure on top of me. Ah, this was
sweet... what a cute boy... what wonderful boy! How
could I have even hesitated to tell him I loved him? I
did. No question.

"Oh... ooooh... oh.... I'm cumming..." my preteen lover
whispered. I felt his penis pulse within me as his
meager supply of sperm was pumped into my body. God, it
was wonderful watching him cum!

When he was done firing off into me, David collapsed on
top of my body, breathing hard and looking happy. "That
was incredible," he whispered.

"Glad you liked it," I said, running my finger through
his blond hair.

David pulled back and slipped out of me. Without
another word he moved his mouth down to my penis and
began oralizing me. It seemed to me that he was better
this time than when he'd first blown me last night, but
it was hard to tell. Either way it felt good.

But more than the feeling, I just enjoyed looking down
and seeing David's smooth face, his mouth wide open and
about half my penis sticking into it. Hot as fuck, and
certain to cause that wonderful sensation in my own
body.

"David... I'm gonna cum..."

David held still again as my penis began spurting into
his mouth. He tried to swallow again and this time
managed to actually get almost all of it down his
throat. When I was done cumming, he sat up, looking a
little woozy, and burped.

"Sorry," he said with a giggle.

"It's ok." I smiled at him. "Come on, let's go take a
shower."

"Ok!"

David and I walked into the bathroom. I started running
the water as he stood there staring at his face in the
mirror.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

He shook his head. "I just think I should look
different somehow, you know? I mean, I'm in love with
you and I'm having sex and I think I should look
different."

I moved in behind him, cupping his soft penis in my
hand, pleased to feel it start hardening up instantly.
"I don't want you to look different. You look beautiful
like you are."

"Thanks!" He kissed me and said, "Let's get in the
shower."

David and I hopped into the water and got ourselves
clean with only a small amount of grab-ass and things
like that. Once we were out of the shower, we went back
into the living room and watched a couple movies, just
chatting and relaxing with each other. It was very
sweet.

At one point during the movie, David got up to get a
Coke and brought me one, too. He pointed at a painting
and said, "See? I'm like Ganymede. I'm your cup-
bearer."

I laughed loudly. "You're more like Ganymede than you
imagine."

"Oh?"

I pulled the boy down onto my lap and kissed him. "When
Zeus brought Ganymede to Olympus it was to have him as
his lover, not just a servant."

"Oh! Cool," David said, a little smile spreading across
his sweet, smooth face.

After the movie and after lunch, David and I went into
the hot tub and fooled around some more. Sex in the
water was always entertaining, and David was turning
out to be a very enthusiastic lover.

But all good things must end, and this day was one of
them. David left at about seven that night, heading
back to his mom. My sadness at his leaving was tempered
somewhat by the knowledge that he'd be back in my arms
tomorrow morning.

David and I spent the rest of the summer happily having
as much sex as his body could take, which, believe me,
with a twelve-year-old boy is a lot. Most of the time
we stuck with oral, but occasionally he fucked me, and
a couple times I even fucked him, which was an
incredibly intense experience.

I think David's mom figured out what was going on
between us. She never said anything directly, but I saw
the occasional look from her when the three of us were
together. She never stopped David from coming to visit,
though.

When the summer was over, David and I parted ways. I
gave him a little pan flute as a present. He gave me a
drawing he'd made of us together, both nude, me
carrying him through a river and us kissing. It was
very sweet and ended up framed in my bedroom.

We stayed in touch, he and I, after the summer ended.
We never actually got to see each other again, though,
and eventually we drifted apart. I still think of him,
though, and I hope he certainly thinks well of me. My
dear, sweet young lover. My Ganymede.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, some rights reserved, but
a few lefts, too. It's all fiction, despite what you
might hope.

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