Date: Mon, 13 Feb 2012 11:32:43 -0500 (EST)
From: Brad Crandall <brad_crandall@aol.com>
Subject: "My Time In Topeka" Part 3 - Final. Gay Adult-Youth

It wasn't long till I felt like I was a part of Anderson family, but I
didn't feel right about staying there for free.

I had been there as a free loader for about two weeks, eating their food
and using their hot water before I decided to speak to Ken and Janet about
working on the ranch to help pay for my staying there.

At first they were hesitant about a guy from Brooklyn who had no experience
whatsoever with farming,

but I assured them I would learn fast and they wouldn't have to pay me so
they saw that as a plus.

As the fall rapidly approached Steve and I were growing closer and closer,
I knew I was falling for him.

Every Saturday Steve and I had the day off and we would meet at the stables
then spend the whole day together.

This one particular Saturday started off no differently, we met at the
stables at seven am.

Steve was wearing those tight Levi's that clung to that perfect ass always
causing me to practically lose my mind.

We grabbed our horses, strapped on the saddles then took off on our early
morning horseback ride.

That day the temperature had climbed to about eighty by nine a.m. and so
Steve suggested we go for a swim.

It seemed like we had been riding forever and sweat was pouring off our
bodies by the time we had reached that secluded lake. We both jumped off of
our horses and before I knew it Steve was taking off his clothes.

The way his muscles glistened in the sun from those beads of sweat rolling
down his abs caused the blood to start rushing. This was the first time we
were going to see each other naked for the first time.

Steve kicked those old boots off and then he slowly slid those jeans off, I
could see those blonde pubes,

my eyes widened, my heart was racing, then he finally lowered those jeans
and kicked them off.

Steve's cock must have been at least nine inches long, three or four inches
round, and he was cut.

I wanted to fall to my knees and just start sucking him off right there, my
entire being needed to worship that cock.

My mind was racing with all those filthy thoughts of what I would do if I
could have my way with him when he

interrupted me and asked me what was taking me so long to undress.  I felt
my cheeks fill with blood as I got embarrassed. I looked at him and I just
blurted out, "Fuck, sorry, you're so beyond perfect."

Steve chuckled a little bit and then the most amazing thing happened, he
leaned in and kissed my lips lightly.

My eyes shut tightly as I returned his kiss and then I felt his hands
removing my shirt.

Before my shirt even hit the ground this beautiful sixteen year old was
kissing my chest and stomach.

I wanted to ask him what he was doing, but this was all I ever wanted from
the moment I had seen him.

His hands soon found their way to my jeans and Steve just tugged them down
before pushing me to the ground.

There I was just lying there, I had to open my eyes and pinch myself to
make sure I wasn't dreaming. I wasn't.

Steve hovered over me for a moment and we began to kiss, very passionately,
our tongues were wrestling.

My hands began to explore his body, I finally figured out what was calling
me to Kansas, it was Steve,

it was this moment when I knew I had finally found my soul mate.

I rolled Steve onto his back and lifted his legs to my shoulder. I leaned
in and kissed him then whispered

to reassure him that everything was alright and that I loved him.  He told
me that it was okay and that he loved me too. I carefully and gently
pressed my cock into his ass. Steve's body tensed up and he cried out in
pain.

Neither one of us really knew what we were doing but I stopped for a
moment, but he said to keep going.

Soon we were there making love. I was thrusting in and out of that boy's
tight, round, bubble butt.

It wasn't even a half an hour before my body was ready to give in and that
I felt those urges to thrust harder and faster. I cried out, "Jesus Christ!
I'm going to –", and I came hard, it felt like I was filling Steve with
buckets of that warm, sweet and salty cream. I collapsed on top of him. My
hand traveled down his muscular chest and over that six pack down to that
perfect cock and I began to jerk him off like there was no tomorrow.

As Steve grew closer to climax I slid down this boy's body and engulfed his
cock and started sucking him off.

I sucked that cock like I was trying to get a very thick milkshake through
a very thin straw.

Steve's hips began to buck and I sucked him even harder than before.

 Suddenly Steve shouted and shot his massive load down my throat causing me
to nearly choke,

but I managed to swallow almost every drop of cum that boy had for me that
afternoon.

The fall came and went and all was going well until Steve announced he was
engaged to Jennifer Davis.

Jen was the head cheerleader at North West High and Steve had finally
become the head quarterback.

I suppose it was only natural for the two of them to end up together, and
besides what would a seventeen

year old want with a twenty two year old man from Brooklyn, New York?

The night of the engagement party I knew what I had to do, I went to my
room and began packing.

I really didn't believe that Steve would notice if I were gone, but he came
to my room as I was zipping my suitcase.

Steve told me he loved me and asked me not to leave. He explained to me
that he was expected to get married.

My heart was completely broken. I knew I couldn't ask him to leave Jen, I
knew I couldn't ask him to give up his family and the ranch.  I told him
that I loved him more than life itself and I was letting him go so everyone
could be happy.  Tears fell as we wept. I wanted to marry Steve, I wanted
to be with him in every way possible, but I couldn't. The next morning
Steve drove me to the airport in Witchita and we said our last goodbyes.

I boarded the plane a half hour later knowing that was the last time I
would ever see Steve Anderson