Date: Sat, 31 Jan 2015 21:41:29 +1300
From: Finn Lewis <finnl16230@gmail.com>
Subject: New York Dreams - Chapter I

This is a work of fiction.  It did not happen.  Enough said.  It contains
sexual acts between an adult male and a ten year old boy.

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This is my third story – you can find my other works here;

Boy At The Window -
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Birthday Surprise -
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/birthday-surprise

I plan on continuing this story as well as `Boy At The Window'.  Apparently
there was a lot of disappointment that young Ben hadn't lost his cherry yet.

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New York Dreams – Chapter I

Samuel Cooper stood in front of the full length mirror one last time before
heading out the door. With his sketchbook and pencils in one hand, he
couldn't help but smile at the fact that he'd agonized over what to wear
for so long and feeling a little foolish considering who he was making such
a fuss over.  Having finally decided on his well-worn CrossHatch denim
board shorts, plan white Tee and bright red Converse All Star shoes topped
off with a faded and threadbare cotton ankle bracelet, Sam ran his hand
through his hair, picked up his sunglasses from the console table and
dropped his iPhone into his front pocket.  He picked up a brown paper
wrapped parcel leaning against the wall and tucked it under an arm before
locking the front door behind him.

It was another beautiful day outside once he'd ridden down the elevator
from his apartment on the 9th floor and turned down 10th Avenue before
climbing the steps to the High Line towards W 23rd Street.  He stopped off
at a coffee shop after descending to ground level once again to get a
takeaway flat white and while he waited, pulled out his phone and flipped
through a few photos he'd managed to snap off the previous weekend.  If
last weekend was anything to go by, in just thirty minutes or so and after
another long week of constant fantasizing and masturbation, he'd see the
boy again and he'd come over to talk giving Sam the chance to hand over his
present.

He was an absolutely stunning ten year old boy and had been the reason why
Sam had started visiting the park on a Saturday afternoon a few weeks
before.  He knew the kid's mother who had a framed photograph of him on her
desk in her office and Sam had been unable to stop looking at it every time
he went in.  Shelly Evans owned a boutique art gallery that catered for the
very wealthy and what had started out as a one-off commission three years
ago, had now earned Sam's work the reputation as one of the `must haves'
for anyone worth over seven figures.

After a few seemingly innocent questions and sincere interest, Sam had
found out that her son's name was Jamie and that he'd be turning eleven in
just a few weeks.  But, Shelly had said, he was so much older than she
remembered ever being at that age.  She'd openly told him she'd caught him
masturbating and that she'd found gay porn on his computer.  They'd laughed
about it and chalked it up to normal curiosity and the internet, but for
Sam, he'd fallen in lust from just the one photo of the boy.  After finding
out from his Mom that he usually spent Saturday afternoons at the skate
park Sam had gone in search of him, and when he saw him in the flesh for
the first time it was as if the rest of the world just disappeared.  He was
quite simply gorgeous, the kind of stunning good looks that turned heads
wherever he went with a face that others couldn't seem to turn away from.  His
soft bedroom were eyes light brown like full-milk chocolate with thin
blonde brows and dark luxurious lashes.  He had clean-cut dirty blonde hair
dyed with streaks of pure white at the tips that was styled and waxed into
spikes that Sam though was so fucking sexy.  Looking at his gorgeous face
in the photo, his eyes were drawn to the boy's sensual red lips as he
smiled with little dimples forming at the corners.  His lightly tanned skin
was smooth and unblemished without even a single freckle marring the almost
flawless perfection of his face with the only exception of a small scar
under his small button nose that ran down into the cleft of his lip.  But
it was the small gold ring in his left ear that Sam suspected was his own
little admission to the world of his budding sexuality, a peek at the sexy
boy he could be given the chance.

To Sam's eyes the photo appeared to be a professional modelling shot taken
in a studio, a plain white background with a simple dark brown army trunk
the only prop on the set.  Jamie was sitting on it leaning back on his arms
with his legs splayed apart and dangling over the edge wearing faded blue
jean shorts cut high up inside his thighs and frayed at the ends  An
unbuttoned white shirt hung off his slim body and around his tapered waist,
caught behind his arms showing off his flat stomach and the tensed muscles
of his preteen abs.  There was a highly sexual overtone to the photo and
Sam was surprised Shelly had it framed on her desk but he was glad she did.
Jamie had a coy smile that turned the corners of his cherry red lips
upwards and his brown eyes sparkled with mischief as he started straight
into the camera.

"Sammy!"  The barista called out.  "Your coffee dude."

Sam looked up from his phone and put it to sleep before dropping it back
into his pocket.  "Yeah, sorry Mason.  Miles away." Sam said as he scooped
up the cardboard cup from the counter smiling at the cute twenty-something
year old before heading back out under the High Line and practically
skipped along W 23rd towards Pier 62.

After last week's up-close-and-personal encounter with Jamie, Sam wanted to
be there before the boy and his friends arrived.  He'd actually spoken to
the ten year old for a few minutes the previous Saturday and even caught
the delightful fragrance of an active boy as he leaned over Sam's arm
trying to look at his sketchbook.  Sam had noticed him glancing his way
every few minutes sitting on the bench seat on the East side of the park
under the shade of the abundant trees.  He'd slowly pencilled in the
details of the boy's bodies in constant motion as they swooped in and
around the skate park bowl, showing the graceful movement as though it were
choreographed.  At one point their eyes met and held for what seemed like a
whole minute before Sam looked back down at his art.  It was only half a
minute later when the hard scraping of wheels sliding across pavement made
him look up to see the boy coming to a stop in front of him.

*Fucking hell he was hot.*  Wearing just a white New York Yankies singlet,
orange Adidas training shorts and sneakers, the amount of bare ten year old
flesh on display and the way that his clothes hugged his slim body made
Sam's mouth go dry.  With some effort not to roam his eyes over the boy's
sexy wee body Sam looked up into the most beautiful face he could
imagine.  Even
though his hair was ruffled and a little sweat soaked with his cheeks
flushed red, Sam still saw the gorgeous young boy that he'd lusted over for
weeks.

With his heart suddenly pounding in his chest, Sam managed to croak out a
simple "Hey" as he stared spellbound at his perfectly flawless face.  It
was the eyes that did it for Sam.  Those chocolate colored pools were so
captivating it felt like he was looking into his soul, and for the first
time he noticed his long lashes curling upward almost girl-like.

"Hey." Jamie replied in a sweet little boy voice.  "What'ya drawing?" He
asked as he tried to lean forward and peer over the top of Sam's book.

"Just whatever's here." Sam replied not wanting to tell him he'd come here
specifically to draw him.  He was planning on giving the finished work to
Shelly as a token on his appreciation for all that she'd done for him over
the last few years, but it also gave him the perfect opportunity to sit for
an hour and simply stare at Jamie while he drew him.  His stare lowered and
held on the boy's full cherry lips and he briefly imagined how soft they
would be to kiss and if he would taste as good as he looked.

"Can I see?"

"Sure." Sam said and turned his sketchbook sideways so that the boy would
have to move beside him.  As Jamie kicked his board to one side and scooted
around to sit on the park bench next to him, Sam's eyes quickly travelled
the length of his slender frame from the protruding bones of his collar,
the smooth and hairless hollow of his pits all the way down to pause
momentarily at his crotch.  There was a small but definite bulge under his
shorts and Sam's mind went into overdrive imagining the treasures hidden
underneath the thin layers of clothing and his cock began to swell rather
uncomfortably in his CrossHatch board shorts.

"Whoa...  that's so cool!"  Jamie said looking up at Sam in awe.  "Is that me?
Did you just draw that now?  It looks so real!"

"Ummm...  Yeah, to both questions."  Sam said feeling his hands going
suddenly clammy.  "This one is you."  He flipped back a couple pages.  "And
these are your friends."

Jamie moved closer to him and lent over his arm for a better look, his hand
brushing over Sam's as he traced the outline of his friend's portraits with
his fingertips.  Turning his head ever so slightly, Sam brought his nose to
within an inch of the boy's head and took a deep lungful of air.  The smell
of him was intoxicating; like shampoo and soap with just the faint odour of
a sweaty young boy.

"Go back to the one of me." Jamie said and turned his face up to look at
Sam catching him with his eyes closed and his chest rising as he breathed
in deeply.  His eyebrows furrowed for a second before a faint smile formed
on his lips when Sam opened his eyes and saw Jamie looking at him.  He
smiled back at Jamie wondering what he was thinking and wishing it was the
same thing he was.

"Sure."  Sam flicked the pages back and let the sketchbook rest on his lap
covering his groin and the unmistakable hard-on that was growing under his
shorts as the boy of his wettest dreams bowed his head down closer and
closer to the pages.

*Fuck me...*  Sam thought.  His face was less than twelve inches away from
his crotch and all he could see was the back of his head with his hair
falling down into the nape of his neck.  The loose fitting Yankies singlet
gaped open at the back between his shoulder blades and Sam's eyes were
drawn to the sleek curves of his neck and the protruding knobs of his
vertebra.  *He sure as shit doesn't know what he's doing to me.*

Sam felt a downward pressure on his lap from the sketchbook and looked down
around Jamie's head to see him with his hand on the page and his finger
hovering over his likeness just below his own crotch.  "You can see where
my dick is."  Jamie said giggling.

*Oh fuck.*  It was true.  Sam had drawn a small bulge in the boy's
trainers, shading the creases of the fabric as it hugged that most private
of places that made him a boy.  He'd fantasized about the small preteen
morsel beneath as he'd drawn, wondering how big he was and how smooth and
soft it would feel, but now he was embarrassed the kid actually pointed it
out.

"Uhhh...  what?" Sam said swallowing.  How the fuck was he going to explain
this?

"There!"  Jamie said pointing and turning his head back around to Sam.
"See?  You drew where my nuts are."

"Umm okay."  Sam said thinking fast.  "I drew you with fingers and eyes and
hair too."

"But you made it bigger than it is and its way more detailed than my
fingers or hair."

"Bigger?" Sam said with a smile on his face.  Here was an opening and he
was going to see if the kid could take a little teasing.  "You mean you got
a small one then huh?"

"What?  No...  I mean...  shutup!"  Jamie's face beamed as he realised he was
the butt of a joke.  "It's not that small."  He lifted himself up with his
hand laid flat on the sketchbook in Sam's lap and brought his other hand
around between them.  "It's like this big."  He said holding his thumb and
index finger as far apart as they could stretch.

"Yeah right," Sam guffawed.  "What are you... Ten?  Eleven?  Can't be much
bigger than an inch or two."  He held his own thumb and fingers up
indicating two inches and the pressure on his groin eased as the boy leaned
back a little to look.  Sam couldn't believe he was talking to a ten year
old boy he'd only just met about the size of his penis, and with him
practically sitting in his lap already it went way beyond his wildest
dreams.

Jamie looked back up to Sam's face with a smile on his lips.  "I'm Ten.  And
it *is* that big."  The coy expression and narrowed eyes held for a moment
and Sam could swear he heard the boy's voice in his head saying `Wanna see
it?'

"You mean when it's hard or soft?"  Sam said with his head swimming.  They'd
only just met but in the space of only a couple minutes they were talking
about the kid's dick and how big it was; he couldn't fucking believe it.

The expression on Jamie's face turned from an insistent determination to
bashful innocence.  "Hard." He said quietly.

Before Sam could say anything more to entice him to continue, Jamie turned
back to the page.  "Can I have it?"

"Have what?"

"The drawing of me dumbass."

*Dumbass?  *He turned his head to look down at Jamie's angelic face with a
cheeky little grin forming at the corners of his lips.  He raised his
eyebrows in a half-hearted expression of dismay.  *This kid feels brave.*

"Nah, it's not finished yet."  Sam said thinking quickly and trying to
orchestrate a reason for Jamie to come back and talk to him again.  "And my
name's Sam, not *dumbass*."

Jamie shot Sam a devilish smile before sticking his hand out to shake.
"Jamie."  He said.  His hand felt small and soft in Sam's as they shook for
a few seconds and he was careful not to grip him too tightly.

"Nice to meet you Jamie." Sam said happy that he could call him by name
even though he'd already known it.

"So can I have it when it's finished?"  Jamie persisted looking back down
at the picture of himself.

"Sure.  How'bout I come back here next Saturday and give it to you."

"Yeah okay."  He said pushing himself back up off Sam's lap.  "And if you
want..." He stood in front of Sam and lent over to retrieve his board from
under the bench.  "Bring a tape measure so I can prove it's bigger than two
inches."

"Only when it's hard." Sam reminded him.

"Ooooo..." Jamie said raising his voice up and down.  "And who's gonna make
it hard?"

And then, as suddenly as he'd arrived he was gone without even waiting for
Sam's response.  The next seven days passed with agonising slowness and
today Sam had made damn sure he was back there in the same bench seat at
the exact same time.  Jamie had shown up on the dot and had come straight
over to him, sitting down next to him as if they'd known each other for
years.

"So you got it?" Jamie said as he leaned back and combed his hand through
his hair leaving his arm raised for a few moments.  He was wearing another
tight fitting singlet with large low cut holes for his arms exposing a
mouth-watering treat of his smooth young body, but Sam's eyes were drawn to
the well-defined muscles of his shoulders and biceps wondering how he got
such a toned body.  Below, his singlet hugged his slim waist and ended just
short of his hips where Sam could plainly see the band of brightly colored
GAP briefs under his board shorts.

Sam smiled at the boy's eagerness to see the finished drawing not even
bothering with a simple hi.  "Got what?" Sam asked teasing him.

"A tape measure."

That got his attention.  "What?"  He asked a little stunned.  "I thought
you were kidding."

The kid raised his eyebrows at him.  "Maybe.  But you didn't bring one so
you'll never know now will you." He said smiling.  "Can I have my picture?"

*God he's such a little tease*, Sam thought as he struggled to focus on
Jamie's question.  "That kinda depends." He said.

"On what?"

"On what you wanted me to write on it before I give it to you."  Sam said
and picked up the paper wrapped parcel at his side.  "I drew it on proper
paper and framed it for you, but I left a space for a message."

The incredulous look on Jamie's perfectly flawless and youthful face was
worth every hour he'd spent painstakingly recreating the sketch, adding
swaths of color that swirled round his body and bringing it to life.  He'd
hand made the wooden frame from recycled cherry oak and varnished it to a
high gloss.  The lad would never know its value, but a one-off original by
Sam Cooper could easily be worth in excess of ten thousand dollars.

"You did that for me?"

"Sure I did."  Sam said.  "I like you so why wouldn't I?"  What he didn't
say was that he'd jacked off so many times during the week thinking about
Jamie and his hot as fuck preteen body.  He passed it over to the boy who
took it in his hands and laid it down on his lap.

Without saying a word, Jamie slipped his small fingers in-between the paper
and tore it open before turning the framed picture over to look at it.  His
mouth practically dropped open and his eyes grew wide.  "Whoa...  That's
awesome!"

He looked back up at Sam and his heart almost melted.  "You really did this
for me?  Thank you so much!"

"Glad you like it."  Sam said.  "You can think of me whenever you look at
it."

Jamie's eyes sparkled and this mouth slowly formed into a wicked grin.  "I'll
put it over my bed then."

Sam let out a short laugh.  "You're a funny boy aren't you?"

"Yep."  Jamie said still smiling and raised his fisted knuckles for Sam to
bump.  "But I really mean it.  Thank you for this."

Bumping Jamie's small fist, Sam couldn't help but feel overjoyed that the
boy seemed to like what he'd done.  "Any time kiddo." He said.  "So, any
thoughts about what message you want me to write?"

"I dunno.  Can I think about it?"

"Sure."

They sat in silence for a minute before Jamie asked, "What's your last name?
Mine's Evans."

"Cooper." Sam said.  "Why do you ask?"  Could he have seen his work at his
Mom's gallery and put two and two together?

"Just wondering.  Are you gonna draw some more today?"

"I was thinking about it yeah."  Sam said.

"Can I watch you draw until my friends get here?"

"Sure."  He said and pulled his sketchbook out and opened it to a blank
page.  "Who did you want me to draw?"

"Them." He said without a moment's hesitation and pointed.  Sam looked to
where his muscled arm was outstretched aiming at a group of young boy's
about Jamie's age playing with a freebie.  Two of them were shirtless and
when he looked back at Jamie, he saw a faint glean in his eyes and a look
he recognised so well.  Remembering the gay porn his Mom had found on his
PC, Sam figured he was more interested in boys than girls and was not shy
in making it obvious.

As he began to draw, Sam asked Jamie about his school wanting to engage him
in conversation.  He was in seventh grade and went to a private Rudolf
Steiner school on E 79th Street but didn't much like all the shit about
hugging trees.  He told Sam he was going to be a movie star one day and
earn a billion dollars and live with all his friends in the biggest house
he could buy.  "And we could do whatever we wanted all the time."

"Sounds like fun." Sam said picturing Jamie doing `whatever he wanted'.  The
boys were taking shape on the page, the outline of their young bodies in
motion as Jamie peered over his arm watching him sketch.  It was difficult
not to get distracted by him sitting so close with his bare arms and
shoulders brushing against his and the constant bumping of his feet into
Sam's legs, but it was the scent that wafted up from his youthful body that
kept his cock semi erect and leaking all throughout their conversation.

After another half hour, Jamie's attention was finally torn away as he
spied his friends appear in the park.  "My friends are here.  I should go."

"Sure, okay buddy." Sam said trying to think of another excuse to see him
again.  "Maybe I'll see you around again huh?  Remember you need to let me
write a message for you on that."

"Duh... of course.  Will you be here next weekend?"

"If you will be," Sam said smiling.  "Then I will be."

"Cool." Jamie said standing and Sam saw him adjust himself at the front for
a second.  A cheeky grin crossed his face.  "Bye *Sammy*."

*Sammy?*  He raised his eyebrows at the lad, but didn't say anything.  It
sounded sexy and adorable coming from Jamie and he fucking loved it.



***



"So?"  Ashley asked looking around.  "Where is he?"

Jamie looked over at the bench seats where he'd talked to Sam the last two
weekends but he wasn't there.  He scanned the rest of the skate park
looking for him but didn't see him anywhere with a sense of disappointment
descending over him.  It would've been the third week in a row and Jamie
was sure Sam was into him so he couldn't understand why he wasn't
here.  Checking
the time on his phone he shrugged his shoulders and looked back at Ash.  "He
said he'd be here, but we're a bit early."

"Maybe you were wrong about him."  Ashley said.  "You were just hoping he
was is all."

"No way.  He was into me for sure and he did that drawing for me too."  Jamie
countered.  "And I know he had a stiffy `cos I put my hand on it over his
book the first time and he didn't do nothin' to stop me."

"Whatever.  You just want your own instead of sharing mine." Ashley said
smiling.  Then his eyes sparkled.  "Hey, if he is then we can swap and
*both* get fucked at the same time."

Despite their tender age, the two boys were sexually active and had both
lost their virginity when they were just nine years old with Ashley's Uncle.
They'd been best friends since either one of them could remember, but now
they were so much more than that with Ashley's little eight year old
brother joining in whenever he could.  Sucking and fucking each other was a
foregone conclusion whenever they had a sleepover at one another's house
and, on the occasions Ty was visiting from L.A, they'd get their asses
filled by Ashley's 26 year old Uncle.  They knew it wouldn't be long before
Ty started with Quinn the same as he had them, but little did he know that
both boy's had already introduced the little tyke to the pleasure of having
his tiny two inch cock sucked.  And the little man was fast learning how to
take their own dicks into his mouth, sucking and slurping on them like a
lollipop.

"You're so gay."  Jamie deadpanned even though it excited him hearing Ash
use the `F' word for what Ty did with them.

"So are you."

After a few seconds of quiet giggling and a shared smile between them that
conveyed the unspoken secret they both shared, they kicked their boards up
and turned away from the bowl.  It was fairly quiet today even though it
was another hot Saturday afternoon with only a couple dozen other skaters,
mostly older teens and a few college age guys that the two boys knew well
enough to keep away from.  They sat down on the grass outside of the skate
bowl and chicken wire fence with their bare legs crossed and Jamie kept
glancing around looking for any sign of Sam.

"What did he look like?"  Ashley asked.  "Was he *hot?*"

"Yeah...  Kinda like David Beckham but way more sexy except he had like a
burn mark on his arm here." Jamie said pointing to his own forearm just
below his wrist.

"Did he have brown hair and red shoes?"  Ashley asked cocking his head to
one side looking over his friends shoulder.

Jamie's eyes widened and an excited grin spread across his face.  "Is he
here?"

"Yep.  And he's looking at us."

"Does he have his book?"

Ashley moved his head a little to the right and his eyes shifted looking
over at Sam.  "Yeah.  He's sitting down.  Should we go over?"

"Noooo..." Jamie said with a serious expression on his cute face.  "You'll do
something to scare him off."

"No I won't I promise."  Ashley said smiling.  "I was just gonna ask him if
he wanted to blow me."

"Fuck you!"  Jamie laughed and pushed him in the arm.

"Okay!  But then I'll do you tonight and you can pretend I'm him." Ash said
looking over Jamie's shoulder again and nodding at the guy sitting on the
bench.  He was staying the night at Jamie's and his Mom was out at some
party or something leaving the two of them alone for a few hours.  His
preteen dick grew a little just thinking about fucking his friend again and
he reached down to slip a hand inside his pants to grasp his growing prong.

"I wish," Jamie said looking down at Ash's hand playing with himself under
his pants.  "Too bad Quinn can't come over tonight too."

"What, you hot for my little bro?"  Ashley asked with a smirk on his face.  He
knew they both loved face fucking his younger brother's mouth but Jamie had
only done it a couple times since Ty had last been.  Ash on the other hand
couldn't get his pants off quick enough whenever their Mom went out and
Quinn would be practically jumping up and down on his feet wanting his tiny
dick sucked and for Ash to put his `thing' in his mouth.  He loved doing
that alright, but his kid brother's dick was so tiny and his balls were as
small as raisins, just a tight wrinkled sac that melded into his body at
the base of his cock with little protrusions where his nuts actually
were.  Ashley
loved big dicks; dicks that shot cum into his mouth and up his ass.

"Yeah, he's cute." Jamie said with his own dick swelling in his shorts
watching Ash play with himself.  He wanted so bad to shove his hands down
his friend's pants, but he couldn't.  Not out here.  "He's just a smaller
version of you."

"What?  Have you even seen us?  He doesn't look anything like me." Ash said
raising his eyebrows.  It was only partially true since Quinn shared the
same build as his brother and their faces were easily recognisable as
siblings.  But whereas Ashley had light brown hair and brown eyes, Quinn
was pure blonde with dark blue eyes and slightly paler skin.  "He's okay I
guess... but I like him better." He continued and cocked his head towards Sam.

"It sucks ass that we can't just ask him." Jamie complained chancing a
glance over his shoulder at Sam.  His heart bet faster at the sight of him
and his dick sprang to life within a couple seconds.

"You should." Ashley said seeing the look on Jamie's face.  "If he wigs out
and goes all `Stranger Danger' on you, you can just pretend you were
joking."

Jamie smiled remembering his little quip about the tape measure a couple
weeks ago.  "I should ask him if he brought a tape measure this time." He'd
told Ash all about their first conversation and how they'd talked about how
big his dick was.  Ashley had laughed his ass off when he'd told him about
telling the man to bring a tape measure next time.

"Yeah, if he did you could go back to his place and let him do you."  Ashley
said thinking.  "Do you think he lives close?"

"Dunno." Jamie said as he turned his head to look over his shoulder at Sam
again.  He saw him looking their way and smiled imagining him sliding his
prick into his ass and fucking him.  "Maybe.  Unless he took a cab here."

Ashley took his hand back out from under his pants again.  "You should find
out and see if he'll take you there."

"How?"  Jamie asked.  "It's not like I can just say `Hey can we go back to
your place so you can fuck me'."

"Why not?  You said you were sure he was into you."

"Yeah but, what if he isn't?"

Ashley shrugged his shoulders.  "What if he is?" He said peeking over
Jamie's shoulder at the man again.  He was still watching them but he had
his book out and drawing in it.

"I know!" Jamie said with a thought forming in his mind and turned back to
Kyle.  "I got an idea."

"What?"  Ashley asked with a mischievous grin.

"Come with me." Jamie said as he stood up and flipped his skate board up
into his hands with his foot.  "My T-shirt's about to get all wet and
dirty."



***

Sam looked up again from his sketchbook to see the two boys heading away
from him as the one he didn't know glanced over his shoulder back at him.  They
were too far away for Sam to get a decent look at the other kid but he
judged him to be about the same age as Jamie with light brown hair cut
short at the back and sides and teased up into a faux Mohawk on top.  And
he was tanned too; a honey bronze color that contrasted with his light hair
and Sam's thoughts jumped into the kid's pants, speculating whether he had
any tan lines or if the coloring extended below his waist line.  *What a
fucking hot thought*, Sam mused imagining the boy lying naked and exposed
for the entire world to see.

He watched them go until they disappeared around a bend in the path behind
a large clump of trees and looked back down at the pencil sketch he'd been
drawing of Jamie.  Sam had let his imagination wander while he sat there
waiting for the ten year old boy to approach and had drawn him sitting down
looking back at him with a sultry sexy expression on his beautiful face.  He
was resting back on his arms with one leg up, his foot planted to the
ground close to his ass and the other spread open and lying on the side
bent at the knee and angling back in with his foot next the other.

*Fuck!*  Sam thought with disappointment.  He'd assumed Jamie would come
over and speak to him again and tell him what he wanted Sam to inscribe on
the framed picture, but obviously he didn't want to with his friend around.
But, Sam realised, he didn't even have it with him so maybe he'd forgotten
about it.  Yet the way they'd kept stealing glances at him made him think
they'd been talking about him.  *What had they been saying?*  He looked
back down at his sketchbook and the image of Jamie on the page.

Sam had drawn him with loose fitting shorts that were gaping open at the
leg and he now idly pencilled in the dark shadows within and a small but
definite bulge in the material over his groin.  The familiar stirring of
desire started to well up inside him and he felt the tightening of his
briefs as his cock grew and strained against them.  He shifted
uncomfortably and slipped a hand under the sketchbook to adjust himself
allowing his cock the freedom it needed.

*Why the fuck would be come here with a friend if he wanted to talk to me
again?* Sam thought.  *Maybe he doesn't want to.*

*But then he'd just stay away altogether wouldn't he?  Why bother coming
here at all?*

The thoughts went around and around in his head as he drew in the details
of Jamie's imagined chest, boyishly smooth and lithe with his shirt open at
the front hanging loosely around his slender waist and firm stomach.  He
blew on the paper scattering the lead dust as he used his fingers to smudge
the shadows and looked up again to where the boy's had gone.  Still no sign
of them.

He admired his latest drawing of the young boy with the same unfulfilled
sexual craving he'd felt so often.  Sam lightly traced his finger over the
page, up the sleek curves of Jamie's calves and circled around the small
bulge in his shorts between his outstretched legs, longing to be able to
touch him in the flesh instead of just on paper.  It was a yearning that
burnt deep in his groin that refused to subside, a desire to touch and
caress the body of a young prepubescent boy and to taste his skin, breath
in his sweet smell, to make love to him with his mouth and feel the tight
grip of his ass around his cock as he moved in and out of him.  But it was
a fantasy.  Nothing more than a longed for dream despite the fanciful
thoughts that Jamie had actually flirted with him and teased him with talk
about the size of his dick; a young boy's innocent trespass that stirred
both resentment towards society and an unquenchable thirst to enjoy the
body of a very young and sexy little boy.

Looking up and scanning the area once more, Sam flipped back to the
drawings he'd finished late at night the previous week of Jamie and other
boys in the park.  He'd thought he'd be eager to come back with a barely
veiled sexual message for Sam to write, but now that seemed unlikely as
he'd apparently left and forgotten about Sam and his picture altogether.

He sat there trying to make sense of his apparent disinterest, lost in a
cloud of confusion after having been called to his mother's office.  Jamie
had shown her the picture Sam had drawn of him and given to him as a
present and she'd called him to come see her.  She'd been friendly enough
but Sam thought could hear something in her voice when she'd asked him how
he'd gotten to know her son and why he'd give him a piece of art easily
worth over ten thousand dollars.  Sam had simply told her the truth; that
he'd went in search of her son to draw and intended it as a present for
her, to thank her for her support and dedication to his art but that Jamie
had approached him in the park and asked for it himself.  Shelly had
laughed, "That sounds like my boy!" she'd said to Sam much more at ease.  "He's
definitely not shy!"  For an hour they talked about him, how she'd had to
bring him up without a father, that he was a good kid; caring and kind and
adventurous.  She'd told Sam that when he was nine years old he'd given a
years' worth of savings to a young boy in their building whose bike had
been stolen, just because he felt bad for him.  Shelly worried for him
living in the city, but that she tried to spend as much time as she could
away with him up at their lake house where he'd learnt to wakeboard and jet
ski and how to ride a horse.  She was proud of him, but was saddened by how
quickly he seemed to be growing up.

Over a fresh coffee and curious about the photo on her desk, Sam asked when
it had been taken and joked that it looked like he was a model.  She'd
laughed and told Sam that he wasn't really, but his friend's uncle shot for
a small agency that specialised in kids clothing and he'd asked if Jamie
was interested in modelling for them.  Shelly had told him that he'd done
three shoots now and that there were a dozen boys Jamie's age that `worked'
there and gave Sam the web link for him take a look.  She lowered her voice
even though there was no one else in the office.  "I probably shouldn't say
this, but the pictures they take are kind of...  sexy.  The boys are all
posed to show off their bodies as much as the clothes they're wearing.  But
Jamie seems to really like it so I don't see any reason why I shouldn't let
him.  He is kinda sexy though isn't he?"

Sam had almost choked on his coffee.  "I...  guess so."  He'd said rather
vaguely.

"Oh come on Sam," Shelly had laughed.  "You're gay.  I'm sure you can
appreciate that he's got a hot body on him for a kid his age."

He'd just smiled at her not quite sure what to say.  "He'll break a few
girl's hearts I'm sure."

"Girls?"  Shelly had said smiling.  "I told you about the gay porn I found
on his computer yeah?  I don't think it'll be `girls' hearts he'll be
breaking.  But I've never heard him go on about anyone like he has about
you this last week." She'd said to him.  "Sam this and Sam that...  It's
actually a little bit cute, I think he has a little crush on you so let him
down gently okay?"

*Fuck it!*  Sam thought as the memory of what Shelly had said played in his
mind.  *Why would he leave me hanging here like a moron thinking something
might actually happen if what she'd said was true?*

It was unfair of him he knew; he was only ten years old and would have no
idea the effect he had on Sam but it still felt like a punch to the stomach
that knocked the wind out of him.  Taking a deep breath and trying to
concentrate on something other than Jamie's absence, Sam reached out to the
cardboard cup on the bench next to him and brought it to his mouth draining
the last of his lukewarm coffee.  Maybe he'd walk back over to Chelsea's
Table for another.  He had all day to sit here and gaze at all the hot
young boys, taking mental pictures of his favourites with slim waists and
shapely `bubble butts' that he'd imagine naked in his bed later that night.

Sam checked the time on his iPhone and saw a good half hour had passed
since the two boys had sauntered off and debated whether or not to give up
and head back home.  He idly turned the pages of his sketchbook back to the
unfinished drawing of Jamie laying back in a provocative pose and noticed
the brown haired boy rounding a bend in the path not that far away.  He was
alone and a quick scan of the area showed no sign of Jamie.

He was heading towards Sam, but about fifty meters away he turned onto
another path away from him with his skateboard tucked under one arm and
glanced over his shoulder as if checking to see if Sam was looking or not.  He
gave a small wave with his hand held low beside his hip and Sam tipped his
head up in response as the realisation hit him that they *had* been talking
about him and this boy knew who he was.  *But then where was Jamie?* He
thought as he unconsciously circled the tip of his index finger on the
paper around the small bulge between the boy's legs.

"You're rubbing the wrong one," A voice said in quiet whisper beside his
ear.  "That one's not real."

Jamie had crept up on Sam from behind while his attention was on his best
friend and had looked over his shoulder at the pictured he'd drawn of
him.  Seeing
himself drawn in that pose, with his shirt open revealing his chest and
stomach and the loose pants that gaped open between his thighs made him
smile.  He'd never posed for the man and so he knew this came purely from
his imagination.  While the dark shadows up his pants leg shrouded what was
underneath, the small but obvious bulge drawn in vivid detail showed every
fold of the material and the unmistakable outline of his dick.  But what
made the young boy's heart beat faster was that the man's finger was
touching him there and lightly tracing around where his dick and balls were.

Sam jumped and his head shot around to face Jamie never realising he was
there until he'd whispered into his ear.  With both hands gripping the back
of the bench seat Jamie was leaning over his shoulder looking at his work
and smiling at Sam's surprized reaction.

"Shit..."  Sam breathed out.  "You scared the hell outa me kid." He said even
as his mind started to register the fact that he was topless and his eyes
lowered instinctively to the bare flesh of his chest with his body leaning
sideways for a better view.  It was as if time stood still for a moment
while his mind processed what he was seeing and what he'd heard the boy say.

*You're rubbing the wrong one?  What the fuck did that mean?*

"Sorry.  Is that me?"  Jamie asked leaving his last comment hanging in the
air between them.  Seeing where the man was looking, he pushed up until his
elbows locked and his sleek preteen body was revealed to the man's gaze.  Small
indentations hollowed in above his collar bones like small swimming pools
and his narrow waist tapered in from his boyishly defined chest with tiny,
dark brown nipples centred on each breast.  Sam was struck speechless for a
few seconds, the skin of his body was as smooth and firm as he could ever
imagine with a light tan that accentuated his youthful sex appeal.

"Umm...  Yeah," Sam said swallowing hard.  He couldn't tear his eyes off the
sexy little boy's chest and again noted the curved muscles of his biceps as
he propped himself up and he could just see the sleek curves of his pits
without a trace of hair.  Fuck he was gorgeous.  And so close.  All he had
to do was turn his head and he'd be able to brush his lips over the boy's
soft skin.  Even now he could smell him; the sweet fragrance of boyhood
fused with jasmine and apples and he took in a deep breath savouring it
like the most decadent of perfumes.  It was the pure scent of preteen boy.

"You were touching me on my dick." Jamie said smiling as he lent back in
over the park bench with his naked shoulder rubbing against Sam's.  "I bet
you were thinking about how big it is."

Sam's instinct was to deny it and pretend like he'd only been smudging the
shadows out of a sense of self preservation.  It was the life he'd learnt
to accept; that he could never reveal the sexual attraction he felt for
young preteen boys to anyone else he be labelled a paedophile and a monster.
But the way that Jamie said it with his voice lowered just a notch, the
look in his eyes and the way he flaunted his body held closely to his own
was as if he was flirting with him.  *He couldn't be though could he?  He's
only ten years old.*  But then he remembered his mother's comments about
his flourishing sexuality and the pictures he'd seen of Jamie in very
sexually suggestive poses wearing only a pair of tight fitting underwear on
the website Shelly had given him.  He decided to hell with it, he'd already
taken a risk talking like he had last weekend and the kid hadn't bolted.  In
fact he'd seemed to enjoy it.

"I already know how big it is..."  Sam said.  "I was ten once too you know."  He
held his hand up with his thumb and index finger spread apart about three
and a half or four inches like he had last week.  "And I bet you don't have
any pubes yet either."  *Sweet mother of God, was that his voice talking to
a ten year old boy?*

"Nope." Jamie said.  "Not yet see?"  He shifted his weight onto one arm and
raised the one closest to Sam above his head.

*Oh.  My.  Fuck.  *Silky smooth and as sexy a sight as Sam had ever seen.  His
cock instantly swelled in his shorts and it was as though every other
person in the world disappeared right then.  All he could do was stare as
he sucked in his bottom lip and bit down on it.  "Nice."  He said after a
few moments.

That won him the biggest smile from the boy as he lowered his arm again and
stood up behind him to come around to the front of the bench seat having
apparently made a decision to sit down.  Sam's eyes followed him as he came
around, first taking in the sight of his lean back that tapered down into a
slim waist and hips with his shorts riding a little low over the soft
rounded mounds of his butt and the shallow cleft of his crack just
beginning to form.  As he turned to face Sam again he was rewarded with his
first full frontal view of the boy's sexy little body and he could see the
faint smile spread across Jamie's face even as his eyes wandered downwards.

With his fingers tightening around his sketchbook in his lap, Sam took in
the sight before him and quickly scanned his eyes over the boy's smoothly
defined bare chest and unbearably flat and toned stomach.  The sleek
contours of his narrow waist curved inwards to his hips and protruding
pelvic bones with two incredibly sexy indented abdominal lines falling
downwards under his navel.  His cute little innie belly button was more
like a tiny horizontal fold rather than a penny sized circle.  What he
couldn't tear his eyes away from was the velvety smooth skin just above the
waistband of his excruciatingly low hung shorts.  His cock grew
uncomfortably in his pants with a potent longing to touch him knowing his
dick was just an inch below where he was looking.  Sam drank in his beauty
in the few seconds it took Jamie to stop and stand right beside him with
his stomach just a foot away from his face.  His eyes darted down to the
boy's crotch and he felt an upwelling of anxiety and fear in his chest,
realising that this could go a lot further than he expected.  He could see
the unmistakeable tenting of his shorts and that Jamie's immature cock was
hard and that he would, without a doubt in his mind, cross the line and act
on his desires if he could.

"Draw a picture," Jamie whispered looking down at him.  "It'll last longer."

"I'd love to." Sam said finally lifting his eyes back up into the boy's
face.  As Jamie sat down beside him, he noticed for the first time the
T-shirt he'd been wearing in his hand looking sodden and covered in mud.  *That
explains the free peep show* he thought to himself.

"Yeah?  Like this or without these?"  Jamie teased as he tugged on his
shorts.

*Who the fuck is this kid?  *For a second Sam didn't know how to respond.  If
he played along and said without, would Jamie actually do it?  "Whatever
you want."

"Whatever I want?"  Jamie said with his eyebrows raised.  "What if I wanted
to be *naked*?"

Sam couldn't help his natural instinct to look down at the boy's crotch as
soon as he'd said it, imagining what he'd look like without a stitch of
clothing on.  Oh dear God how he'd love to see that, and even better to
undress him himself.  "Ummm...  Sure.  I guess that'd be okay."  *Fuck it!
Why did he have to sound like a God damned retard!*

"Do you live close?"  Jamie asked.

"Yeah," Sam said inflecting the word into a question with Jamie's eyes
boring into his.  "On 10th by 23rd street."

*Holly fucking shit!  Was this actually happening?*   Sam couldn't be
*absolutely* sure it wasn't just his imagination, but he was positive the
hot as fuck young boy sitting next to him was coming on to him and was
going to ask to go back to his place.  From the flippant sexual comments
and the flirtatious body language as well as the fact that he was now
shirtless and showing off his killer preteen body, he was now practically
inviting himself to Sam's and suggesting he strip naked for Sam to draw him.
It all seemed too much of a coincidence for it to be anything other than a
blatant invitation to take the next step.  *Or was it?*  Were his jokes
about the size of his dick and drawing him naked just the spirited
curiosity of a young boy talking about sex with a complete stranger?  And
could it have just been an accident that his shirt got soaked and so
covered in mud that he had to take it off?

Jamie's eyes lit up as he smiled.  "Do you got a laundry?"  He held up the
wet and mud-caked T-shirt as if trying to prove he needed one.  "My Mom's
gonna so ground me for this."

And there it was; the convenient excuse for Sam to take him home with
him.  "Sure
I do.  We can wash it and have it looking good as new in no time." Sam said.
"Can't have you being grounded or I won't get to see you again."

"Sweet," Jamie said and flashed the sexiest damn smile Sam had ever seen as
he lent back into the bench seat.  "Maybe I'll let you see a lot more of
me."

Sam's mouth was dry and he had to force his throat to swallow.  *That sure
as hell wasn't his imagination.*

"Yeah?"  Sam said letting his gaze linger over the boy's body imagining
once again how soft and tender the skin of his lower navel and abdomen
would feel.  "Who says I want to?"

"Whatever." Jamie said in a tone that clearly implied he knew he wanted to.
Sam watched spellbound as Jamie sucked in a breath making his stomach sink
inward slightly leaving a half inch gap between the shallow depressions of
his pelvis and his shorts.  *Sweet Jesus*...  Sam thought realizing Jamie
wasn't wearing any underwear.

The tantalizing glimpse of flesh hollowing in either side of his pelvis and
below the waistband of his shorts lasted only a few seconds, but Sam was
sure the boy had wanted him to see and had held his breath just to tease
him.   His flat stomach and abdomen looked firm and hard yet so fucking
soft that it begged belief and Sam was lost in his own private delirium as
Jamie finally let his breath out and lent forward again.  He stood up
smiling and turned to face Sam with his shorts tenting just a little and
held out his hand to him.  Sam couldn't help but to admire his boyishly
sexy chest and the small domes of his nipples before glancing down at his
crotch and the unmistakeable shape of a small cock poking at the fabric of
his shorts.

 "Come on," Jamie said tossing his sodden T-shirt at Sam and grabbed his
hand trying to pull him up.  "Let's go."

***

If walking into his apartment building with a half-naked boy in toe was
nerve-racking, afraid of being seen by one of his neighbours, then the ride
up in the elevator was excruciating.  From the moment they'd left the park
Jamie had talked nonstop and barely let him get a word in edgewise, even
when he'd told Sam he knew who he was.

"What do you mean buddy?"  Sam had asked looking down at him as they walked
down 11th Avenue.  A few passer-by's eyed them with a mixture of
expressions; from disapproving frowns towards Sam to obvious lustful
desires aimed squarely at Jamie from more than just a couple men.  Sam
wanted to laugh in their faces and tell them this beautiful boy was his
alone.

"I know who you are." Jamie repeated.  "I Googled you.  My Mom said she
sells your pictures after I showed her the one you gave me and she said you
were really cool."

"She does?"  Sam said with feigned surprise.  "Shelly's your Mom?"

 "Uh-huh.  And I know something else too..." Jamie said nodding his head
and grinning like mad as if he couldn't wait to tell him what else he'd
found out.

"Yeah?  What's that?" He asked hoping Jamie's Mom hadn't already told him
she'd spoken to Sam otherwise the boy would know he's been pretending not
to know who he was all along.

"You're gay!"

"Google told you I was gay?"  Sam said.  "Well, it must be true then."

"It is true." Jamie pronounced matter-of-factually.  "But you don't have a
boyfriend or anything."

"Ha!  How would Google know that?"  Sam laughed.  "What if I had a secret
boyfriend that nobody knew about?"

"Do you?" Jamie asked looking a little crest fallen and followed Sam up the
stairs to the High Line taking two steps at a time.

"No buddy, I don't." Sam said.  "I wish I did though."

After a few moments of silence, Sam turned his head to Jamie before the lad
spoke up.  "I've got one." He said.

"Pardon?" Sam blurted as his eyes darted back down Jamie's smooth chest and
stomach and the extremely low hung shorts around his hips.  It was
undeniable that Jamie lacked underwear and with only one miniscule piece of
clothing on, he was so fucking hot Sam couldn't fathom how anyone could
*not* look at him with longing in their hearts.  It was criminal that the
world denied children of their sexuality.

"I think I'm gay too." Jamie said and continued on as if it were no big
deal, taking deeper breaths as they climbed the stairs.  "And I've got a
boyfriend except nobody knows about us.  You saw him today in the park."

"Oh," Was all Sam could say.  *What the fuck?  Jamie and that sexy brown
haired kid were boyfriends?*  Images flashed through Sam's head before he
reeled himself in.  Not boyfriend *boyfriends*, he thought.  *Not likely
they actually have sex...*

"His name`s Ashley and we've been friends like forever and we have sex.  But
not with Quinn, that's Ash's little brother, he's only eight and still a
virgin.  We just suck him off and he does it to us."  Jamie carried on.  "But
only when our parents are out.  I think Ash and me are both tops and
bottoms `cos we like fucking but we also like to get fucked too.  What do
you like more?"

Sam stopped mid stride and stared down at Jamie a step behind him who
looked up at him with a wicked smile spread across his face.  "Whaaaat?" He
said innocently.

*Holly fucking SHIT!  Jamie and Ash fuck each other and suck Ash's little
brother too?  An eight year old!*  With his mind imploding and any hope of
forming a coherent sentence lost for the moment, Sam struggled to find his
voice.  "You oughta be careful who you tell that to."

"Why?" Jamie teased as he hooked his thumbs into the belt loops of his
shorts.  He purposely pushed down, lowering the waistband another half inch
revealing the flat silken skin of his hairless mound.  "You gonna take
advantage of me?"

Slowly shaking his head side to side, Sam could only stare at the
half-naked boy in front of him in utter disbelief.  "I may not be able to
stop myself if you keep that up." Sam said quietly knowing that people were
starting to look as Jamie flaunted his young body in an obviously sexual
manner towards Sam.  They were only a minute away from his apartment
building and he had to get this kid off the street before he got them both
into serious trouble.

"Come on," Sam said cocking his head up the stairs.  "Almost there."

Jamie had bolted up the steps, taking them two at a time in his haste to
catch up to Sam and fell into line at his side as they walked the half
block to his apartment at a brisk pace.  There was a nervous silence
between them and, thankfully, no one was in the foyer or the elevator as
they made their way up, but Sam couldn't help stealing glances at him every
few seconds.  His eyes darted from the increasing numbers as they
approached his floor to Jamie's near naked body and back again.  The boy
caught him looking and grinned, his head turned up at him as they stood so
close together in the car.

There was no longer any doubt in Sam's mind that Jamie was here because he
wanted sex; either to fuck or get fucked Sam wasn't sure, but the
invitation was unmistakable and there was no doubt he was about to do
something very illegal that he'd only ever dreamt about.

After what seemed an eternity, the elevator dinged and the doors slid open
at his floor.  As he stepped forward, Jamie reached out and took hold of
his hand and Sam automatically looked back at him.  With a smile, he led
him down the short red-bricked corridor towards his apartment and Sam was
filled with a sudden rush of yearning for the ten year old boy along with a
good dose of trepidation.  God he wanted him, but the risk of discovery and
the consequences would end his life as he knew it.  *But your honour, it
was all his idea.  He wanted me to fuck him...*  Somehow Sam didn't think
that argument would convince a judge not to send him to prison for the rest
of his life.

But all it took was just one look at Jamie as he fumbled with his keys to
unlock the front door to set aside any misgivings he had.  The kid was drop
dead gorgeous and oh so fucking sexy.  He stood with his shoulder against
the wall and his hips pushed forward, the smooth skin of his navel curving
gracefully down into his shorts that were so low around his waist that Sam
couldn't tear his eyes away for a few seconds.  Just a couple inches below,
the boy's obvious excitement was evident as he stared at the small tent
jutting out and distorting the fabric of his low hung shorts.

Finally getting the key to turn, Sam opened the door wide and extended his
arm to let Jamie in first.  This was it, once they were inside and the door
shut behind them he had no illusions that something was going to happen,
but he didn't know how far the boy would go or if he really understood what
Sam wanted to do with him.

"Whoa..." Jamie breathed.  "Cool place."  He stepped into Sam's modern and
spacious warehouse apartment and turned on his feet, taking in the high
vaulted wooden ceilings, the brownstone brick feature walls and huge open
plan living, dining and kitchen spaces.  It was strangely thrilling just to
watch him as his lithe body twisted around until his gaze finally settled
on the flight of open sided stairs leading up to his mezzanine
bedroom.  Sitting
above the kitchen overlooking the dining and lounge, the clear glass
balustrades offered an unobstructed view to his king sized bed and half
height wall separating it from the ensuite bathroom.

"You must be rich." He grinned looking back at Sam.

"I do okay." Sam said wondering how long it'd take the boy to turn the
conversation back to sex.  "Make yourself at home, but take your shoes off.
You want a coke?"

"Uh-huh."  Jamie nodded his head and kicked off his shoes leaving them
where they skidded to a stop.  Sam smiled and silently shook his head at
the typical disregard for order and cleanliness of the ten year old boy,
remembering he hadn't been too different himself at that age when he first
came to live here.

Jamie shoved his balled fists into his pockets and sauntered into the
living area looking at the framed pictures hanging on all the walls.  While
a couple were Sam's own work, most were originals from other well-known
artists but Jamie didn't seem interested in those.  He stopped in front of
one of Sam's favourites, a piece he'd drawn six months ago of two abstract
forms entwined, vaguely resembling the human shape but of a small stature.  His
inspiration had been two young boys at play fighting over a ball and he'd
watched them for a while before capturing their image on paper.  One was
trying to steal the ball from his friends grasp from behind, bending over
his back with his crotch pushing against the other boy's ass but Sam
couldn't make it too obvious what was really on is mind.

Jamie looked back at Sam who'd dropped his T-shirt on the bench top and was
pouring two tall glasses with Coke.  "I like this one," He said with a
mischievous grin.  "It looks like they're having sex."

"Ha!" Sam laughed impressed with the kid's insight.  "You'd know
apparently."  What he didn't say was that he'd thought exactly the same
thing.  "You want this here or over there?" he said holding up the glasses
and nodded towards the couches.

"Over here's good." Jamie said moving passed the double bi-fold doors to
the expansive deck outside.  "Cool!  You got a spa pool too."

"Yeah, but I don't use it much." Sam said.  "It's not as much fun by
yourself."

Jamie just smiled at him with a grin dimpling his cheek and moved on to the
next piece along the wall.  Hidden behind the kitchen island, Sam overtly
slipped his hand into his trousers and adjusted his hardening cock into a
more comfortable position before picking up the two glasses and making his
way over to Jamie.  With a potent longing, his gaze traversed down the
sleek contours of the boy's naked back and wandered down to his narrow
waist and the gentle curve of his ass as he approached.  The shallow dip of
his cheeks formed just above his shorts revealing just a hint of his sexy
ass and Sam could only imagine how gloriously erotic it would be to slip
his hands inside and grope his young bare flesh.  As if reading his mind,
Jamie turned his head and looked over his shoulder at him with an
innocently seductive expression that made Sam's semi hard cock throb with
the craving he'd never before been able to satisfy.

"Have a look around if you want," He managed to say putting the glasses
down on the coffee table.  "I'll go put your T-shirt in the wash.  Did you
want anything else washed while I'm at it?"  Sam asked looking down at his
shorts hoping like fuck he'd take the bait.

"Nah," Jamie replied and moved along the wall, his attention on the large
drawing above the open fire.  "Who's that?"  He asked looking back at Sam
and cocked his head at the black and white image of a fifty something year
old man posed on a stool smoking a large cigar.

"That's my..." Sam began.  His automatic response was the same as it always
was when someone asked.  He was going to say `Dad', but the truth was he
wasn't.  He'd been his saviour and his lover from the age of nine when he'd
found Sam living on the streets selling his body to strangers for a few
measly dollars.  "He was a very dear friend.  Maybe I'll tell you about him
one day."

"Okay." Jamie said sensing the subtle change in his voice.  "Can I have a
shower?"

"What?" Sam asked in surprise.  "You want a shower?"

"Yeah, I'm kinda stinky from the park and I got mud down my crack." Jamie
said easing the mood.

"I don't even want to know." Sam laughed thankful for the change of topic.  "Up
there," he said pointing to his mezzanine bedroom.  "Towels are on the
shelf."

Jamie glanced up to Sam's bedroom as he came over to him and grabbed his
Coke.  He'd seen the bathroom was as open plan as the rest of the warehouse
apartment, and that the huge double shower was only partially hidden from
view by a frosted glass partition.  "Thanks." He said taking a huge gulp
and burping loudly.  "Are you gonna come up too?"  He took a small step
forward and drained his glass before handing it back to Sam with that same
wicked grin that conveyed so much more than words ever could.

It was almost more than Sam could stand.  After the blatant sexual
overtones of their conversations and Jamie telling him he had a boyfriend
and that he liked to get fucked, having the boy that he'd watched and
fantasized about for so many weeks about to get naked in his shower seemed
surreal.  Was he asking Sam to join him in the shower?

"What, in the shower with you?"  Sam asked hoping he didn't sound too eager.

The look on the lad's face was amusing.  He raised his eyebrows and his
forehead creased with an expression that said `Pervert!'  "No dumbass, in
your room so we can talk while I shower."  He said and then grinned.  "Unless
you wanna see me naked.  You can if you want you know."

"Stop calling me *dumbass* or I'll start calling you *squirt*!" Sam shot
back before registering what Jamie had said.

"I don't *squirt*!" Jamie taunted as Sam just stared at him.

*Holly Fucking Shit!  I can if I wanted to?  *Sam opened his mouth and then
closed it again, not sure how to respond.  Shaking his head and slowly
letting out a deep breath, he reached out and spun Jamie around by the
shoulder and pushed him towards the stairs.  "Go on ya little toad and stop
teasing me.  I'll wash your T-shirt so if you need something to wear just
look in my drawers."

"Okaaaaaaay..."  Jamie droned out as he padded bare foot up the stairs.  "But
when I'm done I have to tell you another secret."

After a few minutes Sam heard the shower going and avoided looking up where
he might have caught a glimpse of Jamie's smooth young body in all its
naked glory.  Instead, he went to the coffee table and bent over the iPad
that was wirelessly connected to his state of the art sound system and
logged into his Pandora account.  A smile formed on his lips as the first
song that came up was Taylor Swift's `Blank Space'.  He hit play and turned
the volume up a notch before heading behind the kitchen into the utility
room picking up Jamie's t-shirt from the island bench as he went.

The crystal clear sound reverberated in the high ceiling space as Sam held
the small garment up to his face and breathed in the smell of the boy he so
badly wanted.  His cock was hard and aching for release with a slick
wetness soaking into his briefs that hugged the cut gland straining
underneath.  He silently laughed to himself as he roughly shoved a hand
down his pants and inhaled the sweet aroma of Jamie, wondering whether the
boy would catch on to the lyrics of the song.

`You can tell me when it's over, whether the high was worth the pain...  We'll
take this way too far...  It'll leave you breathless, or with a nasty scar'

Grasping his rampant erection in his fist, Sam massaged his hand around the
bulbous head smearing precum down the strained skin of his blood filled six
inch cock.  He couldn't remember ever feeling as turned on and horny as he
was right now, but as his arousal grew to boiling point, so did the anxiety
and trepidation.  As he removed his hand from his prick, it came away slimy
and sticky with his excitement and he felt himself trembling slightly.  He
knew he shouldn't let things go any further, and had probably already gone
too far in bringing Jamie to his apartment, yet the unspoken offer of sex
with a drop-dead gorgeous ten year old boy had compelled him to push aside
his doubts and fears.

Sam finally pulled Jamie's t-shirt away from his face and used it to wipe
the precum off his hand before dropping it into the washer and setting it
on a quick cycle.  Taylor's voice was still echoing in the air when Sam
returned to the living room wondering if he should go up or not like Jamie
had asked and looked down at his own crotch seeing the wet patch spreading
in a circle.

*Shit!*  He swore to himself.  If anything were to happen he didn't want to
be a sloppy mess down there and have Jamie turned off by it.  Without
thinking, Sam hurried to the stairs and bounded up into his bedroom to
change before coming too and realising he'd unconsciously done exactly what
he'd been procrastinating over.  He glanced at the frosted shower door and
saw the blurred form of Jamie's body in profile standing with his hands up
to his head.  Frozen with indecision, he contemplated getting naked and
walking in on him but then the water stopped and the choice was made for
him.  He'd waited too long.  Instead, Sam entered his huge walk-in wardrobe
and stripped his trousers and briefs off, throwing them both into the
hamper after using his underwear to clean himself up.  He considered going
commando but thought better of it.  There was no way he'd be able to hide
his hard prick if he'd somehow gotten this all wrong and that he'd only
seen and heard what he wanted to hear. But he pushed that thought aside as
he changed into a fresh pair of briefs and board shorts, manhandling his
junk around the button fly as he did himself up and waited.

In a flash of brilliance, Sam quickly turned off the interior light of his
walk-in before Jamie exited the shower hoping he'd be hidden within the
darkened space.  His hastily formulated plan was simply to watch and catch
his first glimpse of the boy's naked body as he dried himself off, but Sam
failed to fully appreciate the sexual urges and innate curiosity of a young
boy in a stranger's bedroom.  He took a step backwards further into the
shadows just as the shower door opened, a dripping arm reaching out to grab
a large fluffy white towel from the vanity and disappearing again.  A
moment later Jamie stepped out into the heated tiles completely naked, the
steaming hot water running down his lithe and agile body with the towel
covering his head and his hands vigorously kneading his hair.

The first brief glimpse set Sam's heart racing, shooting adrenalin through
his body like a freight train.  It was as though every muscle in his body
tensed and he could feel the tingling at his fingertips as his eyes fixated
on the glistening sausage of his sex, the wet satiny smooth mound from
which it protruded and the compact orb of his balls tucked up tightly
underneath.  He was soft, about an inch and a half, and remembering Jamie's
boasting about his size he thought it was possible it'd grown to three or
four inches hard.  Sam couldn't tell if he was cut but he could see the
small pale acorn of his gland with a delicate ring of flesh that hugged his
creamy white shaft and bunched up just below the ridge.  But what caused
his cock to lurch inside his clean pair of briefs was that Jamie was
completely and utterly hairless, his slick body the embodiment of
prepubescent boyhood reflecting in the overhead lights.  The soft creamy
white skin surrounding his crotch and upper thighs was a testament to
society's puritan views and their refusal to accept that sex was as natural
as breathing, and that whether they liked it for not, children were sexual
beings with their own needs and desires.

And as if to prove Sam's beliefs, when Jamie dropped the towel to the floor
he'd hurriedly scanned his eyes over the landing into the living room
before looking down at his discarded shorts and kicking them into the
corner beside the vanity.  He turned to the mirror and studied himself for
a few short moments as Sam gazed wantonly at his rounded ass with the
crevasse of his cheeks hiding the tight muscle of his anus which he'd so
often fantasized easing his cock into.  But Sam's attention was drawn away
almost as quickly as Jamie's hand moved to the front and in the reflection
of the mirror, he watched in tormented agony as the boy began to fondle the
immature organ between his thumb and two fingers until it hardened and
pointed out like a small spike jutting out from his body.

Sam stood rooted to the floor in his darkened hiding space as Taylor
Swift's `Blank Space' came to an end and Hozier's `Take me to church'
filled the room, watching Jamie staring at himself in the mirror
masturbating in his bathroom seemingly unconcerned that Sam might find him.
Or, Sam realised, maybe hoping that he would.  Yet he was still unwilling
to make a blatant move on him in the fear that he was wrong about what was
going on, but that didn't stop him from grasping his own hard cock through
the fabric of his shorts.  It lasted only a few more seconds before Jamie
let his hand fall away and turned, the whole of his gloriously naked body
revealed to Sam as he wandered into his bedroom.  Looking over his shoulder
only once, Jamie trot on bare feet over to his bedside table and quietly
opened the top draw taking a peek and then reached inside.

When he withdrew his hand Sam saw that he'd found his small plastic bottle
of KY and turned it over to read the label on the back.  A smile crept
along his face as he realised what it was and his hand went back down to
lightly stroke his juvenile spear, pushing it down until the tendons
stretched and a small hollow formed at the base of his cock and let it
spring upwards to slap against his navel.  With another furtive glance over
his shoulder, Jamie snapped open the bottle and lifted it to his nose
before squeezing a small amount out and rubbed it between his thumb and
fingers.  Sam saw the expression on his angelic face change as the pieces
fell into place in his young mind and in a swift motion wrapped his fisted
hand around his short prong, deftly smearing the lube over his taut gland
with his thumb and down the thin shaft of his fledgling cock.  Sam knew all
too well the how quickly the warmth spread and he could see it in the ten
year olds face as the lube begin to take effect, his mouth opening into a
tight `O' before he clenched his teeth together and smiled.  Jamie lifted
his hand to his lips and touched his tongue to a finger tasting the cherry
flavoured lube while he continued to slowly massage his short pole with the
other.

Just as Sam thought he'd have no choice but to show himself and run the
risk of embarrassing the ten year old boy, or worse, distracting him from
whatever plan he had in mind, the music died out once again and Jamie
closed the drawer and turned back to the bathroom slipping the KY under his
pillow.  With his eyes still glued to the naked boy's retreating ass, Sam
slipped from his hiding space and almost tripped watching Jamie bend over
to retrieve his shorts at the exact moment Tove Lo's haunting voice echoed
around him in sensual pleasure.  The "Ah ha's" of `Stay High' followed him
as he quietly descended the stairs, the vivid image of Jamie's pert and
rounded backside fresh in his memory.  The valley separating his smooth
cheeks had parted slightly as he bent over and Sam had seen the circle of
his anus which, to his untrained eye appeared to be darker and more
cavernous than he'd expected.  But before he could process the image,
Jamie's voice called out, trying to be heard over the lyrics of "Can't go
home alone again, need someone to numb the pain".

"Sam?"  He called out in his high pitched voice.  "Can you come up here?"

"What's up squirt?" Sam said after turning down the volume.  He'd only just
made it down without Jamie seeing him and now the kid was asking for him to
go back up.  After what he'd witnessed he had a pretty good idea what he
wanted, and there was no doubt Jamie would see he wanted it too.  There was
no hiding the throbbing bulge in his shorts.

"I already told you I don't squirt!" Jamie called back rather loudly even
though there was no longer a need to shout.

Sam knew that this was the moment everything would change.  The lifelong
need to become the adult lover of a young prepubescent boy rather than the
willing recipient compelled him to put one foot in front of the other and
climbed the steps to his bedroom yet again.  As he'd expected, Jamie was
sat on the edge of his bed and leaning back on his hands, dressed only in
his shorts with his legs parted and the visible spike of his small cock
poking a tent that rose up from his crotch.  He saw Jamie glance down at
the bulge in his pants, the outline of his rock hard cock held snug against
his navel within his briefs as he paused at the top of the stairs.  He
looked back up into Sam's eyes with a closed lipped smile spreading across
his face with little dimples forming at the corners.

*Fuck me... He knows I want him* Sam thought as he drank in the sight before
him; Jamie's sandy blonde hair was scruffy and slightly damp from the
shower, his rich chocolate colored eyes were bright and alive and his face
was flushed and radiant.  His bare chest was toned and tanned like his face
with small copper nipples and a defined groove running vertically from his
throat down to his flat stomach.  The sleek curve of his waist and hips
tapered in with a single thin crease stretching across his stomach as he
sat back regarding Sam in a pose that was clearly meant to be seductive.  The
irony that a ten year old boy was trying to seduce him was not lost on Sam
having fantasized for so long that he'd be the one doing the seducing.

"You sure about that?" Sam asked responding to his shout of indignation
wondering if Jamie knew just how much the simple fact that his orgasms were
dry turned him on.  Deciding to drop the pretence that they didn't both
want exactly the same thing, Sam looked him in the eye.  "Why don't you
prove it?"

For a moment, Jamie's face betrayed his uncertainty before his lips once
again curled into a mischievous grin.  "You just wanna see my dick!"

"Yeah, I do." Sam said slowly walking towards the boy sitting on the edge
of his bed wanting nothing more than to push him onto his back and smother
his body with his own and delight in the tenderness of his skin beneath his
roaming hands.  But most of all he longed to delve into the boy's pants and
feel the soft hardness of his preteen cock that he'd glimpsed only a few
minutes ago and was still poking a tent in his shorts.

"Really?"  Jamie whispered with his voice raising a notch and watching as
Sam approached.

"Really."  Sam's heartbeat was loud in his ears and he had to clench his
fists to stop his hands from shaking in terrified anticipation.

Jamie regarded him again, trying to figure out if he was being teased.  After
a short pause when Sam had stopped a couple of feet away from him he said,
"Do you wanna suck it too?"

*Like you wouldn't fucking believe!*  Sam thought.  Outwardly, he gave the
barest of nods and took another step forward, reaching out his hand to
Jamie's face and cupping his cheek in his palm.  "Do you want me to?"

Jamie silently nodded his head, his face a mask of desire and lifted his
hand to Sam's pulling it away from his face and slowly reclined back onto
the bed bringing Sam with him.  The movement surprised him with the
experience in which Jamie seemed to possess, pulling Sam forward between
his spread legs until he was holding himself up with one hand tucked into
the crook of the boy's pit and a knee pressing into the mattress at his
crotch.  Jamie lifted his arm and propped his head up on his fist looking
back down at Sam with his hairless pit exposed and his boyishly toned chest
slowly rising and falling with each intake of breath.  The smooth supple
skin of his body radiated with a heat that carried the fresh fragrance of
boyhood up into Sam's face as he looked down upon the most erotic sight
he'd ever seen in his life.  God he loved that smell and was about to lean
down to breath him in when he felt Jamie guide his hand down over his
crotch and the small rod of flesh covered by the thin material of his
shorts.  With his hand turned and his fingers pointed down between the
boy's legs and over his small sac, Sam felt the hard nail of his rigid cock
poking up into his palm.

"I got a boner." Jamie said in a quiet voice lifting his hips up ever so
slightly and pushing his excited cock up into Sam's hand.  The opening few
bass-filled drumbeats of Broods `Mother & Father' gently reverberated
throughout the room with perfect timing and echoed the loud heartbeat in
Sam's chest .  He revelled in the sensation of holding a young boys small
package for the first time in his life and gently moulded his palm into it,
his fingers automatically curling around the soft spongy mass of his balls.

"Me too," Sam managed to say as he rubbed his palm up and down the short
length of his shaft and glanced at the boy's crotch from his crouched
position above him.  "I've wanted to get into your pants from the first
time I saw you."  He tugged gently at the thin material hugging the boy's
erection.  "Should we take these off?"

Jamie eagerly nodded his head up and down.  "Ah-huh."

Despite the countless fantasies Sam had dreamt up over the last few weeks
of slowly caressing Jamie's hot young body; kissing and licking him all
over and sucking him to a very dry orgasm, he instead lowered himself onto
his knees between the boy's outstretched legs intent on taking his hot and
hairless little cock into his mouth and tasting the essence of his boyhood.
He savoured the feeling of his compact bulge under his palm for a few brief
moments with his face hovering mere inches over the boy's groin, gently
squeezing his immature cock and slowly stroked his other hand across the
boy's smooth navel.  He cradled Jamie's tiny sac in his hand over his
shorts, his fingers on one side and thumb on the other stretching the
fabric tight around his hard cock and lent down, brushing his mouth along
the short length and breathing in the smell of his sex.

He glanced up Jamie's prone body and grinned at the boy looking back down
at him.  "Mmmmmm...  You smell good, but I bet you taste better."  He said as
he tickled a fingertip along the delicate skin of his navel and slipped it
underneath the waistband of his shorts.  Jamie tensed as Sam's finger
skimmed across his sensitive head and sucked in a stuttered breath, his
mouth opening for a second and closing again.

"Just suck it!" Jamie giggled with the yearning evident in his voice and
with the free hand laying at his side, reached down to his fly but Sam
brushed it away smiling.

"I'm going to."

"Hurry up then." He said impatiently.  "Or I'll have to go find Ash and get
him to suck it."  But Sam knew he'd do no such thing.  He gave the boy's
small bulge another gentle squeeze and moved his hands up the button fly
slipping his fingers under the waistband as Jamie sucked in a breath,
hollowing in his slender stomach with the taut muscles of his pelvis
bristling with thousands of tiny goose-bumps. The feel of the boy's soft
skin under his knuckles as he worked open the top button was sublime and
Sam leant in over his hands to softly brush his lips over the satiny smooth
surface.  The overpowering need to taste the young boy he'd fantasized over
for so long welled up inside him and as he pried open each button, he
pulled the loose flaps apart and bent his head down feeling the hot spear
of Jamie's exposed gland on his chin.

Small hands pushed down on his head forcing his mouth lower until his lips
caressed the tip of Jamie's prepubescent cock, tracing along the small
ridges on the underside where the two halves met forming an inverted `V'
just below his tiny piss slit.  But Sam could see none of this with his
nose pressed into the soft mound of his sex, his eyes closed, savouring the
smell of his young preteen cock and the feel of his rock hard organ on his
lips as Jamie moaned quietly above him lifting his hips up slightly and
pushing down on his shorts at either side.

Sam lifted his head away for a moment as the boy wormed his shorts down
under his ass exposing himself fully and saw his mouth watering cock and
balls up close for the first time.  The first thing that Sam realised was
just how small and young Jamie was, his cock no longer than three and a
half inches with a perfectly shaped gland and rock hard shaft jutting out
from the tight corrugated sac of his balls.  They were formed into a single
globe of darker, thick skin that was held tightly against his body with a
thin line beading down the centre that disappeared into his perineum.  He
was completely bald and smooth without a trace of even the lightest of
hairs; his skin seemingly like satin with faint blue lines snaking up the
boy's short length and Sam reached around and helped the boy tug his shorts
down around his hips.

He looked up from Jamie's crotch and saw him smiling down at him.  "You are
so fucking sexy Jamie." He said as he closed the boy's legs hanging over
the side of the bed in front of him and slid his hands up his thighs,
holding Jamie's slender hips and pulled his shorts down from under his
raised ass.  He dragged them down slowly, on fire with lust at stripping
him of the single piece of clothing he had on and let them drop to the
floor around his feet.  Jamie lowered himself back down and lifted his feet
onto the bed and let his knees fall apart, spreading his legs and smiling
devilishly.

"I know," Jamie said holding his knees wide.  "You can lick my hole too if
you want.  It's clean.  I washed it in the shower for you."

Despite already being rock hard, Sam's cock throbbed in his shorts at the
boy's words and the shameless display of his naked body with his legs
spread provocatively wide; a clear and unmistakable invitation to take what
he had so long desired.  "God yes...  But I think I'll suck your dick first."
Sam said with undisguised longing and glancing over the defined muscles of
his calves, again in awe of the boy's toned body wondering what he did to
get so hot.  But it was his immature little cock and balls that drew his
attention and he slowly stroked his hands along the inside of Jamie's
thighs, lightly kissing the smooth skin a few inches away from his hairless
sac.  Sam pushed down on his thighs and turned his head, breathing in the
sweet smell of his crotch and blew out through pursed lips over his rigid
shaft and glossy helmeted head.  Jamie shuddered in delight and giggled,
his small cock jumping as he looked down between his legs at Sam, watching
as he slid his finger between the hard shaft and his navel and aimed his
aching dick to his lips.

The first touch of the small glad on Sam's wet lips was like silk, a hot
spear of flesh that pushed upwards into his mouth and slid along his tongue
until his nose pressed firmly into the boy's soft hairless crotch.  Jamie
moaned above him, his head resting back onto the bed as Sam circled his
fingers around the base of his cock pulling down on the skin and vacuumed
in his cheeks, slowly pulling up with his lips locked around the thin shaft.
The taste and feel of having a young preteen boy's cock in his mouth for
the very first time was like nothing Sam had ever experienced before.  He
flicked his tongue over the tiny slit before plunging back down, breathing
heavily into the crease of his thighs as his saliva flowed, coating his
small cock with a slick layer of spit.

Jamie's hips began to move and Sam felt a hand on his head as the boy
started to slowly thrust in and out, his throbbing cock sliding back and
forth over his tongue and hitting the roof of his mouth.  Sam was on fire
with lust and reached down to free his own rock hard prick from his shorts,
practically ripping open his button fly and shoving a hand inside his
briefs and grasping his swollen cock.  He moaned in relief around Jamie's
rigid organ sending a wave of pleasure through the young boy's body with
the vibration, his quiet whimpers almost lost amongst the slurping of Sam's
sucking mouth.

After only a minute of sucking the young boy off Sam raised his head and
let it slip from his mouth, holding it an inch away from his lips as he
looked up at Jamie and put on a pretended look of confusion.  "Why does
your dick taste like cherries?"  He asked as he slowly massaged his stiff
shaft up and down between his thumb and two fingers while jacking his own
hard cock at the same time.

The boy's expression wavered for a second before a guilty grin spread
across his face.  "'Cos I found your slippery stuff in your drawer."

"Oh, you did huh?"  Sam replied licking his lips and wrapped them around
the small head pulling up just once before letting it out again.  "Tastes
nice.  You do know what that's for though yeah?"

"It's so you can fuck me." Jamie said with an emphasis on the word
`fuck'.  "But
you have to make me orgasm first."

*Jesus Christ*, Sam thought as he looked up at Jamie in disbelief.  "That's
what it's for yeah," Sam said.  "But I think you're a bit too young to do
that."

"No I'm not.  Ashley's Unlce..." Jamie started but then stopped with a
flicker of panic showing on his face.

"Ashley's Uncle what, Jamie..."  Sam prompted with understanding finally
dawning on him.  *Of course he and Ashley hadn't discovered sex all on
their own.  *"Has Ashley's Uncle fucked you?"  He asked remembering the
photos he'd seen and the obviously sexual tone of the shots that Ash's
Uncle had taken and the pieces started to fall together in his mind.

After a short pause Jamie nodded his head but didn't say anything.  Sam
asked the first question that came to mind.  "When?"

The boy just shrugged his shoulders.  "Dunno...  Last time was a couple
months ago maybe."

"The last time?"  Sam repeated.  "How many times has he done it?"

Jamie tried to hide the guilty look on his face and for the first time, Sam
thought he saw a trace of embarrassment before he answered.  "Loads of
times.  He does both of us when he visits but he's fucked Ash more times
than me."

"How long's he been doing it?"  Sam asked and began moving his fingers up
and down his hard little cock again having stopped a few seconds ago.  He
never thought he'd be asking a ten year old boy how long he'd been having
sex for, let alone the boy he'd fantasized about after first seeing his
picture in his mother's office a few weeks ago.

"Since we were eight." Jamie said.  "He took us camping and did Ashley
first and then me the next day."

"Did you like it?"

"Yeah," Jamie nodded.  "It feels good.  Are you gonna do me too?"  He asked
a little quieter.

*Do me...*  Sam swallowed and gripped his rock hard prick.  God he loved
hearing Jamie say it like that and his heart jumped into his throat
realising he was actually going to fuck him.  "Hell yes."

"I knew you wanted to."  Jamie said with a grin.  "Are you gonna take your
clothes off now?"

"Sure," Sam said.  He straightened his cock up over his navel and snapped
his briefs back over it before hurriedly fastening his buttons hoping Jamie
would undo them again for him with his small childish hands groping at his
prick.   Sam brought his sticky hands up to the boy's crotch and traced his
finger tip up the short length of Jamie's member wanting to dive back onto
it.  "Did you want to help me?"  He asked as he lent in and caressed his
small head with lips and flicked his tongue across the tiny slit.

"Okay," Jamie said letting go of his knees and lowering his legs onto the
bed around Sam's body.  He pushed himself up into a sitting position
forcing Sam from between his thighs and back onto his ankles.  Sam nodded
his head as Jamie raised his eyebrows seeking permission, his muscular arms
outstretched to either side and clutching a handful of his t-shirt in his
fists.  "Lift your arms up." The boy ordered.

Sam did as instructed keeping his eyes locked on Jamie's as he pulled up on
his t-shirt, lifting it up to his shoulders and shuffled his bare ass
forward with his legs spread obscenely wide around Sam's hips.  His gaze
lingered on Jamie's bright and radiant eyes that conveyed an unspoken
longing before roaming over his flawlessly smooth face, awestruck by the
graceful curve of his small nose melding into his soft cheeks and the small
cleft of his upper lip.  God he was so young.

Reaching down, Sam pulled his t-shirt up over his head with Jamie's hands
following bringing his upturned face just inches away from his and dropped
it in the floor behind him.  He could feel the boy's breath on his cheeks
and smell the sweet scent of his young body as he lowered his arms and lent
into him.  With the boy's arms between them and his palms flat on his chest
Sam held one hand behind Jamie's neck and lightly brushed over his soft wet
lips with his own, his heartbeat pounding as he savoured the taste of the
young ten year old boy.  Sam gently pressed into him, slowly caressing his
boyishly soft lips and traced the tip of his tongue along them as Jamie
tilted his head to one side and his mouth opened.  His small velvety tongue
came forward to touch Sam's and breathing a quiet moan into his mouth he
began tracing his fingers around Sam's erect nipple.  It was not the
innocent touch of a child, but of a hot and horny little boy exploring the
body of his adult lover and Sam breathed deeply, pressing hard into Jamie
and thrust his tongue into his warm moist mouth.

There was no denying that Jamie had done this before, and not just once or
twice.  His mouth opened and closed in time with Sam's, his tongue pushing
forward and retreating again and again and then he felt the boy reach down
between them to grope at Sam's rampant cock over the stretched material of
his shorts.  This time it was Sam's turn to moan into Jamie's mouth as the
boy grasped his hardness and rubbed his baby hand up and down his length.

It felt like an eternity but in fact lasted less than a minute before they
separated with their lips wet with each other's saliva but remained only an
inch apart.  "Am I the first boy you've kissed?" Jamie asked into Sam's
mouth as he continued to rub up and down on his throbbing cock.

Sam nodded his head and lent back.  "Yeah buddy you are.  You're pretty
good at it."  He said as he looked down between the boy's legs at his proud
little member sticking up like a flag pole while Jamie continued to play
with his nipple.

"Ashley's uncle likes kissing and he showed us how." Jamie said with a
smile.  "You're not all hairy like he is though."

"Yeah?" Sam asked.  "Which do you like better?  With or without hair?"

"Without!" Jamie giggled.

"Me too." Sam said and brought his palm around Jamie's hip gliding over the
silky soft skin of his thigh before grasping his short prong in his
fist.  "Small
and smooth with a sexy hot body just like yours."

"You think I'm hot?" Jamie asked with a coy smile taking his hand away from
Sam's bulge and leaning back on his arms enjoying the slow massage of his
rock hard boner.

"Of course!  Especially this."  He squeezed a little tighter around the
short pole in his fist.  The need to devour his small cock once again
returned with a vengeance and Sam shuffled back onto his haunches, bent
over at the waist and stretched the skin of Jamie's cock down with his fist
and wrapped his lips around the tiny helmeted head.  Sam flattened his hand
around the base of his organ with his thumb kneading into his tight balls,
his fingers splayed out over his soft mound and slid down on the boy's
delicious cock.  With his forehead pressed into Jamie's navel he slurped up
and down sliding his tongue around the thin hard shaft and sucked in his
cheeks.  Even with his lips pressed firmly into Jamie's mound and his
balls, the hot fiery spear of flesh never reached further than the back of
his tongue and grazed along the roof of his mouth as the boy began to
thrust slowly into his face.

His breathing became ragged and Sam heard a soft moan from above as he
gripped Jamie's delicately hard cock with his lips in a tight ring around
the shaft and flicked his tongue across his sensitive head.  He didn't want
to get him off just yet, so with one last long pull upwards he let the
tasty little morsel slip from his mouth and sat back up.  Making sure Jamie
was watching, Sam swallowed his saliva and smiled down at the ten year old.

"God you taste great Jamie." Sam said as he again stroked his fist up and
down his small cock.

"Can I see yours now?"

"Sure." Sam said and moved up onto him kissing him again on the lips.  He
reluctantly let go of Jamie's hard three and a half inch organ and reached
around to grab his wrists pulling him back up into a sitting position and
eased his tongue into Jamie's open mouth.  As he pressed his chest into the
boy's naked body Sam guided his small hands to his groin and felt him
gently grasp the shaft of his cock.  He pulled back then, their lips
parting and stood with the stretched material of his shorts hugging the
hard shaft of his drooling cock in front of Jamie's face.  For the first
time Jamie got to look at Sam's body as he stood up, showing himself off to
the boy.  He was somewhat proud of his body and worked at keeping in shape,
swimming four mornings a week doing over 100 lengths and saw Jamie's eyes
wander over his flat stomach with his prominent abdominal muscles and a
light dusting of hairs that trailed down from his navel under the band of
his shorts.

"You're hot."  Jamie said making Sam smile.

"So are you, but you have to take `em off if you wanna see it." Sam said
looking down at Jamie and seeing him lick his lips in anticipation.  His
gaze dropped from his stomach to the outline of Sam's cock and purposefully
slid his hands up and clutched both sides of his shorts, twisting his
fingers and unclasping the top button with ease before moving down to the
next until they dropped to the floor around Sam's ankles.

Even though he'd changed just a few minutes earlier, there was no mistaking
the large circle of wet sticky precum surrounding his head and darkening
the stretched fabric of his briefs, and when Jamie saw it he looked up at
Sam with a huge shit-eating grin on his face.  Before Sam knew it Jamie's
hands were tugging the band of his briefs outwards over his engorged cock
and yanking them down around his hips pulling his shaft down in his haste
to see it.

"Careful tiger," Sam winced as it sprang back up and slapped against
Jamie's cheek leaving a wet sticky puddle of precum just under his eye.  He
wasn't huge by any means; just a little over six inches in length with an
average thickness, but he'd been told many times from a very young age that
what he did have was near perfection.  His hard shaft was taut and
stretched smooth and stood straight out from his groin, the trimmed pubic
hair clipped to a short number two length emphasising his freshly shaved
balls beneath.  The flared head of his cock was a dark flesh color,
slightly red and glossy with precum oozing from his slit and dimpled at the
ridge where the circumcision scar could only just be seen.

Before Sam could utter another word or form a coherent thought with his
eyes fixed on the clear film of precum on Jamie's cheek, the boy reached up
with his hand and wrapped his palm around his throbbing cock and curled his
fingers around it.

"Shit..." Sam moaned in quiet ecstasy watching as Jamie smeared his thumb
through the clear liquid of his excitement and rubbed beneath his gland.  With
no instruction or warning he lent forward and kissed Sam's bloated head
with his lips parted and swiped his small tongue across the drooling slit,
lapping at Sam's natural juices before circling it around his wet mouth.  Sam
could feel the boy's breath on his navel as he breathed deeply through his
nose and watched, delirious with longing as Jamie held his rock hard cock
up and laid it on the soft spongy flesh of his tongue.  He pulled back
slowly with his eyes looking up at Sam, dragging the underside of his head
down to the sharp spear of his small organ and twirled it around the tip.

Jamie pulled back from his cock and licked his lips, looking up at Sam with
a wicked smile and made a deliberate show of swallowing his salty offering.
"I wanted to do that all day." He said with his voice a notch lower and
more than a little husky.  "Did you want me to suck you?"

"Yeah," Sam breathed out barely able to contain the desire that burnt deep
in his loins.  "But not too long though or I'll cum in your mouth."

"I don't mind." Jamie said slowly bringing his raging hard cock back to his
lips and painting them with Sam's oozing juices.  With his hand still
gripped firmly around his shaft, the ten year old licked his head with the
tip of his tongue all the while keeping his eyes upturned to Sam's face,
watching him as he opened his mouth with his teeth covered and wrapped his
lips around the bulging head down to the flared ridge.  The effect on Sam
was instantaneous; his pulsating head was suddenly surrounded by the moist
warmth of Jamie's mouth and the soft spongy cushion of his tongue, his cock
expanding and filling the confines of the boy's small mouth like he'd never
experienced with any adult.

*This is what a prepubescent boy's mouth feels like*, Sam thought as he
gently pushed in and held the back of Jamie's head with one hand.  *This is
what my mouth felt like for Leo and all those other men.*

He knew then that anything other than a young boy's mouth on his cock would
pale in comparison to this.  This is what he would always crave for as long
as he lived.  "Fuck...  Your mouth is so hot Jamie."  Sam moaned as he eased
his slick shaft forward through the tight ring of the boy's wet lips and
felt the pressure increase as he vacuumed in his cheeks.  Looking down he
couldn't believe the erotic sight before him, or that it was actually
happening, but he felt every breath, every little movement of Jamie's lips
and tongue as he pulled back and then pushed forward again into his mouth.  The
beautiful boy's perfect and angelic face was radiant, his cheeks flushed
and his jaw open as he stroked Sam's shaft in his small fist and sank down
on his throbbing pole sliding his lips down to meet his hand and back up
again.  His own rock hard nail jutted up between his spread legs and he
gripped it with thumb and finger, masturbating himself as his lips met his
hand again and again.  He moved his head slowly back and forth with the
velvety pallet of his tongue curled around Sam's mushroomed head, leaving
his shaft glistening with saliva on each upstroke edging Sam closer and
closer to climax.

"Mmmm...  God that feels so good."  Sam groaned as he began to sway back and
forth into the ten year olds hot mouth with his hands on the top of his
head gently pushing him further down onto his cock.  Jamie's hand was a
blur between his legs wanking himself, his ragged breath cascading over
Sam's navel and he pulled back letting the wet prick slip from his willing
mouth and looked down at his own small organ.

Looking back up at Sam with a pleading look in his eyes Jamie asked, "Can
you suck me again and make me orgasm after you cum in my mouth?"

Feeling the loss of his gloriously warm mouth on his cock, Sam held his
head up with a hand under his chin.  "I don't want to cum in your mouth."

"In my butt?" Jamie asked salaciously with a lewd grin.

"Uh-huh."  Sam said.  "But how about I make you squirt first."

Jamie rolled his eyes and clenched his teeth.  "I already told you I don't
squirt!"

"I know." He said kneeling back down between the boy's legs and felt the
kid's grip loosen and then drop away from his wet prick.  Jamie continued
stroking his own small cock as Sam lent into him and kissed him softly on
the lips as he reached out to his wrist and pulled his hand away from his
rigid three and a half inches of preteen boy cock.   "That's what I like
about you."

He pushed Jamie with his hand on his immature chest forcing the boy onto
his back and lent forward over him between his silky smooth and wide open
thighs.  "Put your hands on my head and tell me when you're close okay?"

Massaging his own raging hard-on for a few seconds, Sam brought his slime
covered hand up to Jamie's slender shaft and circled his palm and fingers
around it with his thumb rubbing along the tip.  Coating it in his own
natural lube he lent forward over Jamie's navel and bent his head down
taking the boy into his mouth and lifted his pulsating cock up from his
soft mound.  He felt Jamie's hands comb through his hair as he formed a
tight `O' with his lips and slid down onto him, taking his whole three and
a half inch length in one fluid motion before pulling up and descending
back down again.  The sensation of a ten year old boy's silky-soft erection
sliding in and out over his tongue and between his lips was indescribable,
and Sam finally understood now why all those men had craved his own young
body at that age.

The taste of him was pure heaven as Sam sucked up and down his short stick
in slow sensuous strokes, caressing his tiny head and piss slit with his
tongue as he snaked a thumb down to the root of his cock and pressing in
just above his tight ball sac.  He rubbed him up and down with a little
pressure electing a low moan from Jamie as he succumbed to the sensations
flooding his young body and gripped the bed cover in his fists.  As he
continued to suck and fondle the boy's cock and balls Sam slid his palm up
his inner thigh to the smooth skin of Jamie's navel, tickling his stomach
and feeling the firm muscles of his abdomen tense as he shuddered in
pleasure.  Sam kept his eyes open, focused on the boy's tender young body
as he whimpered and moaned above him.  He watched as Jamie reached down
with one hand to clutch at his thigh beside Sam's head, groping at his own
skin and playing with a small brown nipple with the other and began to move
his hips up and down slowly fucking himself into Sam's mouth.

As he bathed Jamie's preteen cock with his saliva and sucking it in and out
of his vacuumed mouth, Sam spread his hands wide on the boy's thighs with
his thumbs angling down and brushing across his perineum.  Jamie squirmed
under him and moaned loudly as he spread his legs wider and reached down to
his knees and pulled them back towards his chest presenting the puckered
knot of his hole to Sam's roaming hands.  His movement forced Sam to follow
Jamie's slickened little cock in his mouth as his ass rolled up, his hands
sliding down to grasp his firm mounds with his thumbs burrowing into the
valley of his cheeks and pulling them apart.  He knew what Jamie was
silently demanding but he let the boy linger in sexual ecstasy for a few
moments longer as he slurped up and down on his short pole, loving the feel
and taste of him too much to let it out if his mouth just yet.

But Jamie would have none of it.  He pushed on the top of Sam's head urging
him down to lick and tongue his waiting boy hole between his spread cheeks.
Sam on the other hand intended to take his time and savour this, the first
thrilling tastes and feel of a willing young boy's prepubescent body.  He
eased up on Jamie's steely hard member, caressing his small helmet and with
his lips wrapped around his thin solid shaft descended to his tight and
rounded balls.  They were soft and spongy under his tongue and the smooth
hairless skin felt like satin as he lapped at them with his nose pressed
into the crease of his thigh.  Jamie shuddered under him and moaned as Sam
engulfed his balls into his mouth, his palms on both cheeks spreading them
apart and skimmed his thumb over the puckered hole of his ass.  With
another forceful push on his head from above Sam finally gave the ten year
old what he so obviously wanted.  He buried his face into the boy's ass,
his nose squashing Jamie's wet and glistening sac against his body as Sam
slithered his tongue between his split cheeks and flicked just the tip
across the quivering muscle.

"Nggaahhhhhh..." Jamie whimpered and held his head back into the bed with his
mouth hanging open in ecstasy.  Sam watched him from his prone position,
his face buried in his sweet young ass with his sexy as fuck body spread
out above him between his wide open legs.  His lust filled eyes drank in
the sight as he feasted on Jamie's hole, licking and caressing his most
sacred of places.  The sweet nectar of the boy's entrance was slightly
tangy and the tip of his tongue tingled with his taste but he smelt so
good; lavender soap and boyhood fused together to excite Sam's senses all
over again.

With his aching cock rock solid and drooling a long bead of precum that
hung from his throbbing head, Sam ate the boy's hole like a man possessed
moaning into his crack as he probed his tongue forward into the tight grip
of Jamie's elastic lips.  He slid a finger up and felt the soft opening of
his flowering bud, the spongy flesh yielding as he curled it downward
beside his tongue and slipped inside him.

The ease in which his finger slid in up to the second knuckle surprised
Sam, but the though was only fleeting as the moist warmth of Jamie's inner
flesh gripped him as he pushed in deeper into his inviting ass.  Sam licked
his speared tongue around his invading finger and felt Jamie squirm under
him, his hand falling from his knees holding his legs up and grabbed the
hot stick of boy cock and began masturbating himself as Sam feasted on his
hole.  He had never felt or tasted anything so sweet or pure and so
forbidden that all he could think of was sinking his raging hard cock deep
into the boy's bowls and fucking him like he'd wanted to do for so long.

Sam slowly pulled his index finger from Jamie's ass and sucked it into his
mouth tasting his juices, coating it with his spit before impaling it back
in and turning it upwards towards his scrotum.  He curled it up towards
Jamie's cock and felt for the small hard nub of his prostrate he knew would
be there, searching for the pleasure spot within his preteen body.  Sam
lifted his face and watched with wanton desire the tight lips of his ass
fold back and forth as he fucked his finger in and out of Jamie's hot hole.
The muscles of his sphincter clenched down around it as Sam finally found
his mark, feeling the hard button of his immature prostrate and Jamie let
out a strangle cry of pleasure and lowered a hand to beat on his cock with
wild abandon.  Sam reached up with his free hand and pushed Jamie's away
from his cock and sank his lips back down its short length mashing his face
into the tensed muscles of his abdomen wanting to feel him orgasm in his
mouth.

He was only vaguely aware of AronChupa's `I'm an Albatraoz' playing in the
background as Jamie planted his feet on the bad and thrust his hairless
cock up into Sam's mouth and hissing through his teeth.  His hands clutched
at Sam's head and his legs wrapped around his face as the wash of orgasm
hit him in full force with the finger in his ass brushing his prostrate and
he involuntarily clamped down on it.  His mouth opened with a strangled cry
of pleasure and his back arched up lifting off the bed as climax tore
through his young body.  Sam felt his cock lurch in his mouth and the firm
muscles of his stomach tensed, his finger gripped tightly in the boy's ass
as he rode the wave of orgasmic bliss, pushing his crotch up into Sam's
face trying to ram his spasming little cock as deep into the hot sucking
mouth as he could

Jamie let out a high pitched giggle as Sam slowly slid his lips up his
sensitive cock, tongue flicking across his tiny head with the thrill of
orgasm slowly fading and let his legs fall back to the sides.  He settled
back down onto the bed panting, his chest heaving and his body shaking and
looked down at Sam with half closed eyes.  He smiled and took in a deep
breath and sighed.

"Was that as good as it looked?" Sam asked slipping his finger from the ten
year olds ass and kissed the taut head of his three and a half inch nail
held within his hand.

"Ah-huh,' Jamie nodded his head and grinned down at him.

He let go of the boy's wilting cock and crawled up over Jamie's slender
young body between his outstretched legs, his hands planted either side of
his chest under his arms.  Easing down onto Jamie's sexy wee frame and
holding himself up on his elbows, Sam lent in and kissed him with his mouth
parted and traced his tongue across his sweaty lips before lifting back up.

"Told you I don't squirt."  Jamie breathed into Sam's mouth and Sam felt
the boy push his erection up into his stomach.  With their chests pressed
together Sam moved up, sliding his leaking cock over his hairless sac and
back down between the boy's crack pushing his throbbing head against his
hot little hole.

"I know." Sam said with his mouth barely an inch from Jamie's.  "But I do,
and I really want to cum in your ass."

"Okay." Jamie said looking up at him.  "But then you have to suck me again."

"You bet tiger," Sam said and reached up under his pillow grabbing the
small tube of cherry KY.  He waved it in front of Jamie's face and smiled.

"How'd you know that was there?" The boy asked wide eyed.

"'Cos I saw you put it there after you got out of the shower."

"How?  Where were you?"  Jamie grinned knowing he's been caught out
snooping around Sam's bedroom.

"In there." Sam said cocking his head towards the walk-in wardrobe.  "You
planned all this didn't you you little sex monkey."

"Yeah," Jamie answered with a cheeky grin.  Sam kissed him again on the
lips marvelling at the softness of his mouth and the tenacity of the
not-so-innocent ten year old.  He'd seen in Sam something that he'd kept
secret for so many years and had boldly manipulated him for the sole
purpose of getting fucked.

"And you want me to fuck you now don't you."  Sam said moving his mouth to
Jamie's ear.  To be able to speak those words to a ten year old boy laying
beneath him, a boy whose asshole he'd just tongued and sucked to a very dry
orgasm filled him with a longing so potent he thought he'd blow his load
without having fulfilled his lifelong fantasy.

"Ah-huh." He whispered with his mouth parted and head held back as Sam
brushed his lips across the exposed skin of Jamie's throat and tickled him
with his tongue.  Jamie lifted his legs and wrapped them around Sam's waist
and locked his feet together behind his back.  "I want you to cum inside
me."

Sam's body shook with desire as the head of his throbbing cock lodged
between the firm mounds of the boy's ass, his heart beating wildly in his
chest and his cock spewed a bubble of precum in response to Jamie's urgent
demand.  *But he's only ten fucking years old!* Sam's mind screamed inside
his head.  *But you were only nine when you were nailed the first time,* he
reasoned with himself.  *And he said he'd been fucked since he was eight...
Mine won't be the first cock he's had up his ass and he obviously wants it.*

"You sure?"  Sam asked.  Despite his bloodlust and wanting nothing more
than to plough into the kid's hot and tight little hole, he needed to be
absolutely positive it was what Jamie wanted.

"Yesssss!" Jamie hissed him with a determined look on his face.

"Say it," Sam told him wanting to hear the boy use the word.  "Tell me you
want me to fuck you."

"I.  Want.  You.  To.  Fuck.  Me...  Now."  Jamie intoned sternly looking up
at Sam with his soft brown eyes imploringly as he reached down between them
and held Sam's rampant cock in his small fist to his waiting ass.

"How'd you want it?  Like this?" Sam said kissing him lightly on the lips
again and pushed his cock forward sliding it between the crack of Jamie's
ass.

"Yeah," Jamie panted.  "It's easier to get in but you need to put your
fingers in first.  And use lots of lube!"

Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing; a mere ten year old boy was
telling him how to stretch his hole before getting his ass fucked.  But
Jamie didn't yet know Sam had been in his exact same position when he was
his age, and it hadn't always been gentle.  The night he'd found Leo Sam
had been picked up on the streets by a guy in his early 30's and taken to a
seedy motel only to find two more waiting for him inside.  At just nine
years old, Sam had been fucked twice over by all three of them one after
the other and had been left in the motel room with the measly forty dollars
thrown over his abused body.  They'd threatened him after they'd had their
fun and held his wrist over the grill telling him they'd kill him if he
went to the police.  Sam had screamed in tormented agony into one of the
men's hands clamped over his mouth before his world went blank and he
passed out.  He'd stayed in the motel room for a couple hours afterwards
draped over the edge of the bed in the position they'd thrown his
unconscious body until he woke up, bleeding and covered in cum.  Barely
conscious and in more pain than he could ever remember, the manager had
burst in and kicked him back out onto the streets hurling abuse at him as
he'd limped away.

That was the night his life changed forever; walking back to the abandoned
warehouse along New York's gritty docks he'd seen a man dressed in an
expensive business suit standing at the water's edge.  His instinct was to
ignore him and carry on as if he hadn't seen him `cos shit happens to
everybody, so what the fuck did he care if he off'd himself.  But then the
man had looked around and seen him and Sam stopped walking, looking back at
him and seeing the pain in his eyes.  It was the same dead expression he
saw in his own face and he went and sat next to the man.  They'd just sat
there for over an hour without a single word being spoken by either of them
until finally Leo had asked if he was hungry.  Sam never went back to the
warehouse after that first night with Leo.  He'd  come to this very
apartment with him where Leo had tended to the burns underneath his wrist
and his abused anus with a gentle touch.  It wasn't until over two weeks
later that Leo taught him that sex with a man didn't have to be painful and
had tearfully admitted to Sam that he'd seen him earlier that night and had
wanted to approach him, but he hadn't.  If only he had, he'd said, Sam
wouldn't have had to endure the torture those men had inflicted on him.  Leo
had become his whole life since then and for many years after until he'd
died when Sam was only eighteen.  So he'd give Jamie the illusion he was
the experienced one, even if he was on the receiving end and it actually
thrilled Sam to have the boy tell him how to fuck his hot little ass.

"Sure buddy." Sam said replying to Jamie's demand already knowing the
answer to his next question.  "What did you want me to do with my mouth
while I fingered you?"

"Suck my dick again!" Jamie grinned up at him

Sam pushed up off Jamie's sexy body with his weight on one arm and looked
down between them.  "What...  This?" He said hooking a finger around the hard
nail of boy cock flicking it up then letting it slap back down on his navel.

Jamie nodded his head up and down slowly then lowered his legs to Sam's
side and spread them wide.  He stretched out on the bed and brought both
arms up to lay his head on his hands with his smooth pits exposed to Sam's
hungry eyes.

"Fuck you're a sexy boy," Sam said sitting back on his ankles between
Jamie's legs looking down at his naked body spread out before him.  Fuck
did he want to bury his nose into the smooth hollow of his pits and to lick
him there.  "How'd you get such a hot body Jamie?" He asked rhetorically
not really expecting an answer.

Shrugging his shoulders with his arms still raised up under his head as Sam
roamed a hand up his thigh, Jamie looked a little embarrassed before
answering.  "Dancing I guess."

"Dancing?"  Sam asked surprised with his eyebrows raised, but his hand
continued up the boy's silken thighs and grasped his hard nail.  "What kind
of dancing?"

"All sorts.  I go to Xandia's Dance Studio and we do loads of shows and
stuff."  Jamie said hurriedly.  "You don't think that's girly?"

"What?  No way buddy, I think that's sexy as fuck."  Sam said smiling at
him.  His mother hadn't told him about that!  "You'll have to tell me about
it later though..."  He held up the small tube of KY.  "But right now I got
something else I wanna do."

"Me!"  Jamie shouted.

"Yeah."  Sam let go of his hairless cock and held his palm under the
upturned tube.  "One finger or two?"

"One first, then two..." Jamie said smiling.  "... and then three.  But go slow
`cos it's been ages since last time Ty did me."

Hearing Jamie mention Ashley's uncle prompted a pang of jealousy towards
him for having busted the kids cherry, and reminded Sam that someone else
had taught him the pleasures of sex.  But he brushed the though aside not
wanting think about it or whether Jamie would compare him to Ty.  Instead,
he placed the lube onto Jamie's stomach and climbed over his leg, laying
down on his side next to the ten year old boy with his head close to
Jamie's exposed pits.

"Has Ty ever licked you here?"  Sam whispered and lent into his armpit as
he lifted Jamie's leg over his hips allowing access to both his hard nail
and his tight little hole.  He ran his tongue flat over the bare skin of
Jamie's pit breathing deeply and stroked his palm down his thigh draped
over his leg at the same time.  God he tasted good.  And so fucking smooth!

"No." Jamie giggled and squirmed a little beside him.

"No?" Sam feigned shock.  "How about here?"  He asked and moved up to his
neck and nuzzled into Jamie's throat kissing him there.

 Jamie craned his head to the side letting Sam nibble at his throat.  "No."
He said with a sigh.

"Really?  Where does he lick you then?"

"Here," Jamie said pointing down to his nipples and then his cute as fuck
tummy button.

"And where else?" Sam prompted.

"You know where." Jamie said in a whisper turning his head and opened his
mouth to Sam's lips.  Gone was the subtlety of their gentle caresses
earlier, replaced by open mouthed passion as Sam pressed into the boy and
felt the hot spear of his small organ in his mouth.  Their breaths cascaded
over each other's cheeks, their shared saliva swallowed as Sam tasted the
hot mouth of a ten year old boy he was about to fuck.  Reaching down his
firm young body Sam scooped up the lube in his hand and blindly popped the
cap, his tongue now in Jamie's mouth and pulled his leg up under his arm
spreading the boy's legs wide apart.  He held the tube upside down over
Jamie's crotch and squeezed a river of lube onto his tiny sac that dribbled
down into his crack and onto the bed.  Sam dropped the KY to one side and
pressed his palm flat against Jamie's hard nail and the small globe of his
balls and snaked his middle finger down between his cheeks smearing the
lube into the tight valley of Jamie's ass.  Sam's finger descended and
rubbed over the puckered muscle of Jamie's ring and circled around it
before curling inwards, pushing at the tight hole until the boy moaned into
his mouth as his finger slid back inside him up to the second knuckle with
ease.

Sam thrust his tongue deep into the boy's mouth feeling the heat of his
body surround his finger and fisted his hand between his legs and angled it
down, pushing in until his fist was pressed up against his firm mounds
imbedding it as far up his hole as he could get it.  He curled it inside
the boy's moist tunnel and slowly withdrew it before pressing back in,
slowly fucking his hot little ass with his finger as he sucked Jamie's
tongue into his mouth.

He'd never kissed a child before; not like this.  His taste and the feel of
his mouth was so sweet and pure unlike anything Sam had ever experienced
and his blood boiled with desire; the craving for the boy's firm young body
swelling up inside him as he tongued and fingered him with increasing speed
until Jamie finally pulled away breathing heavily.

"Put another one in...  And suck me...  Please!" Jamie panted with his mouth
open and his lips wet with their spit.

*Christ this kid's on fire!*  Sam thought as he slid his finger out of
Jamie's slick hole and stroking it over his prostrate once more making him
whimper in delight.   Rolling onto his stomach Sam moved his body around
and pulled Jamie's leg with him as he lay with his head hovering over his
navel and hard three and a half inch hairless cock.  He circled his middle
finger around the yielding muscle of Jamie's anus again and pressed in
feeling the elastic ring give and surround the tip before sliding his index
finger in alongside it.  With just a little pressure he slowly pushed in
until his fingers were buried into the boy's hole and bent his head down
licking his tongue along the short length of Jamie's rock hard organ.  Jamie
moaned loudly from above as Sam sank into his ass with two fingers up to
the second knuckle and took his cock back into his mouth once more, sucking
up and down as he fingered him in slow shallow strokes.

Sam succumbed to the animal instinct that broiled within him and scissored
his fingers in Jamie's warm moist hole, salivating on his young
prepubescent cock with his face mashed into the boy's soft hairless mound.  He
found the hard nub of his prostrate and Jamie's hips jerked up as Sam
flicked his fingers over his pleasure spot and he cried out in a muffled
scream of ecstasy, his dick tingling deep inside his groin.  He reached
down and gripped his inner thighs and pulled, spreading his legs as far
apart as he could and felt the burning of his lips stretching as Sam forced
a third finger into him.  Jamie was close to climax and breathed heavily
with sweat beginning to prickle his skin, his back arching off the bed as
he humped up into Sam's face fucking his stiff nail into his mouth.  The
next time Sam pressed into his spot he knew he'd orgasm again and then Sam
would fuck him, except this time he'd be in charge and wanted Sam to look
him in the eyes when he did him, not kneeling behind like Ty did.

With an arm under Jamie's raised leg and his fingers buried deep in his ass
exploring, his other hand was on his body pushing the boy back down onto
the bed.  He roamed his flat palm over Jamie's chest and stomach feeling
every protruding bone and the firm toned muscles of his stomach as he
sucked his lips up and down the hard shaft of his throbbing boyhood.  Sam
couldn't believe he'd managed to get three fingers in the boy's ass so
easily, nor the sweet melody of high pitched whimpers and sudden gasps of
pleasure emanating from Jamie's mouth in ever increasing volume.  The
excruciating heat of his small preteen cock jabbed in and out of Sam's
mouth was like a fiery rod of wet steal and Sam relished the moment knowing
it wouldn't last, lavishing it with his tongue and vacuuming his cheeks in
around it.  He craned his neck and manoeuvred his head between the boy's
legs with his nose pressing into his soft spongy sac, his fingers playing
inside Jamie's hot chute and he finally zeroed in on the button of his
prostrate.  The jolt of orgasm hit the ten year old once more as Jamie
shuddered and slammed his legs closed around Sam's head in blissful climax,
the muscles of his stomach tensing under Sam's hand as he cried out in a
quivering, stuttered moan through clenched teeth.  Sam's fingers were
gripped tightly within his ass as he peaked, the muscle contracting around
them as his dry orgasm racked his young body and finally releasing them as
the wave of climax slowly abated.

"Ahhhh..." Jamie sighed settling his body back onto the bed.  "Man that was
awesome."  Sam pulled his mouth from the boy's sated organ and turned his
head up to Jamie's face, slipping his fingers from the slick tunnel of his
hole.

"You liked huh?" Sam said his voice low and husky.  "We'll have to see if I
can give you another one then, but I think it's about time I got to fuck
your sexy little ass!"  He pushed himself up and rolled to the end of the
bed where he stood at Jamie's feet with his hard leaking cock jutting out
from his body.  Jamie's eyes locked on his resplendent member and a sexy
smile spread across his face as Sam reached down and grabbed him by the
ankles, pulling his lightweight body down the bed until his ass was almost
hanging over the edge.

Jamie giggled even as he lifted his feet onto the bed with his legs spread
invitingly at an almost 180 degree angle.  "Yeah, I want you to ef - you -
see - kay me." He said and Sam could see the partly open hole of his anus
wink at him as Jamie flexed the muscles of his sphincter.

Sam's heart pounded in his chest as he looked upon Jamie's young body
splayed out before him and a lustful grin crept across his face.  "Pass the
KY tiger..." He said.  Jamie's hole looked so small and miniscule he wondered
if it was even remotely possible to breach the tight barrier of his ring
and sink his cock deep into the boy.  But he'd had three fingers up there
already and he'd been fucked before, so Sam threw off his misgivings and
squeezed out a pool of KY onto his small sac and let it dribble down into
his crack.

"It's cold!" Jamie squealed with his eyes wide and radiant and his face
tensed in shock.

"Not for long" Sam said.  He dropped the KY and grasped Jamie's balls in
his palm, smearing the lube over his sac and softening cock, between his
silken thighs and trailing a finger down the valley of his crack and into
his puckered anus.  He lent forward over Jamie with an arm up by his
shoulder holding himself up.

"You really want it don't you?" He asked as he pulled out of the boy and
held his rampant cock in his hand, wedging it between his cheeks and aiming
the wet glistening head at his hole.  Fuck he was so close already he
didn't think he'd last five minutes inside him, but God did he want to feel
the tight embrace of Jamie's ass around his cock and fuck him like he'd
dreamt about for so many weeks.

"Just hurry up and do it already!" Jamie demanded playfully and wrapped his
legs around Sam's waist, his thighs spread wide and reached down around his
body grasping his cheeks in his hands and stretched his hole apart.

With his thumb pressing his head to Jamie's spongy lips Sam lent down and
kissed him, his mouth open and his tongue filling the void as he pushed his
cock forward, breaching the taut ring of muscle.  Jamie groaned into his
mouth and dug his heels into the small of Sam's back urging him in, his
breath coming in ragged gasps as his ass lips snapped closed around the
flared ridge of Sam's gland.  Lifting up from Jamie's hot mouth Sam pushed
up on his arms and looked down at their joined bodies; his bulging head
imbedded into the ten year old boy's hole with his lips stretched around
the slick shaft gripping it tightly.  He watched spellbound as his cock
slowly pushed in, sinking deeper into the hot moist sheath of his ass and
the spongy flesh surrounded him like a glove and gave way as he drove
forward.  Jamie's mouth hung open and his hands held Sam's arms as he
concentrated on relaxing the muscles in his ass, pushing out as Sam buried
his cock half way inside.

"You okay?" Sam asked in a whisper looking down into Jamie's chocolate eyes.

He nodded his head.  "Ah-huh...  Keep going."  Jamie panted.  "I want it all
in me."

Sam slid his hands down from Jamie's shoulders to hold him around his
pelvis just above his spread legs, his hands encircling the boy's slender
body with his thumbs almost touching and pulled him back onto his cock,
gaining another two inches.  The hot encompassing pressure built as his
shaft slowly disappeared, his navel touching Jamie's cheeks and pressing in
until he was buried deep inside him.

"God you feel so fucking hot Jamie," Sam moaned as he bottomed out in the
boy, feeling his throbbing head hitting resistance as Sia's `Chandelier'
filled the room.  Jamie let out his held breath through his open mouth with
arms outstretched on the bed and legs wrapped tightly around Sam's waist.  Sam
gripped is slim hips holding him in place with his ass lifted off the bed
and drew back a little, the suctioning of Jamie's bowls holding the skin of
his prick in place as the hard shaft slid outward and the tight band of his
ring curled backwards and squeezed his shaft.  He pushed back in, watching
Jamie's face for any signs of discomfort but instead saw him gasp, a low
throaty moan as he pulled Sam back into him with his heels digging into his
back.

The sensations of Jamie's warm moist passage assaulting his slickened cock
was all consuming as Sam slowly moved in and out of him, holding his tender
young body and lifted his hips up to his waist.  Jamie's preteen cock, hard
and steely just a few minutes ago was now limp and soft at Sam's intrusion;
the thin shaft no longer than an inch and the sticky gland smeared in lube
swaying above his tightly held sac beneath as his body rocked back and
forth.  Sam's movements gradually increased, pulling further and further
out with each stroke and plunging back in in long steady thrusts as he
fucked him, the ten year old boy he'd lusted over for weeks and who'd
played him like a puppet, wanting Sam to fuck him as much as Sam did.

Jamie's eyes never wavered from Sam's face even as he felt himself being
pushed back on the bed with each thrust.  Sam climbed up on his knees
following him, holding his waist up off the bed with only his shoulder and
head on the mattress and Jamie's hand found its way back to his flaccid
cock.  The small lifeless worm stirred and began to grow between his thumb
and fingers with the squelching sound of their juices emanating from
between his legs.  Sweat prickled his body and his hair matted to his
forehead as his breath came in ragged gasps, Sam's cock filling him over
and over again and his thumbs digging into the firm smooth skin of his
thighs.

"Faster..." Jamie moaned, his dick once again hard in his fisted hand and
pounding up and down on it like a jack hammer.  Sam responded by pulling
out almost all the way with his throbbing head caught behind the gripping
lips of his tight ring and slammed back in hard, his balls slapping against
Jamie's cheeks and pushing the boy's body back onto the bed as he lent in
over him.  He lowered Jamie's ass onto the bed and pulled his legs from
around his waist pushing them back into the boy's shoulders, plunging his
cock down and nailing into his hot tunnel over and over again.  With each
thrust his balls squashed against Jamie's cheeks as he strived to bury into
him and relished the loud moans of ecstasy as he massaged his immature
prostrate.  The sensations assaulting his bared gland as it slid smoothly
back and forth through the soft sheath of Jamie's tunnel was incredible,
his cock filling the void so completely it was as if the pressure
surrounding him almost sucked him in further.

The boy's small naked body rocked beneath him as he pistoned into his ass,
the heat radiating off him like a furnace and the smell of their sex
fuelling Sam's desire anew with a longing more intense than he'd ever felt
before.  Jamie trembled as he jacked his miniature organ and came in a dry
boygasm for the third time, the muscles of his ass clamping down on Sam's
cock and gripping him tight as he speared back into him.  The unstoppable
rise of orgasm burst up from deep in Sam's loins and he pulled Jamie's body
back, thrusting his cock deep into the boy as hard as he dared and exploded
deep in his guts.  The three or four seconds before orgasm was
exhilarating; the excruciating delay of climax as his cock expanded in
Jamie's ass and the quivering of Sam's body before he jolted, moaning in a
long shuddering breath as he came in pulsating waves of pleasure and
drenched his innards with hot sticky cum.

He held there for long seconds savouring each pulse of orgasm as they
faded, dribbling the last of his seed into the boy's bowls until at last he
opened his eyes and looked down at Jamie's smiling face.  Sam couldn't
believe he'd just fucked a ten year old kid let alone the stunningly sexy
son of his art dealer.  He knew once would never be enough and fantasies
were already forming in his mind about the next time, perhaps inviting
Ashley back to his apartment with Jamie and watching them fuck each other
and even finding some way of getting into the younger brothers pants too.  His
cock twitched in Jamie's hot ass as the thought of nailing a virginal eight
year old boy kept it from softening.  Not that he needed further
stimulation than the naked and sweaty little boy under him with the sexiest
body he'd ever laid eyes on, his legs spread obscenely wide and Sam's hard
cock buried balls deep in his smooth and hairless ass.  What a glorious
fucking sight it was.

"You're still hard." Jamie said and flexed the muscles around Sam's lubed
and cum slicked shaft.  The sensation was exquisite and Sam lent down again
and brushed his lips across Jamie's, tasting the salty sweat of his mouth
and the breath in his lungs.

"That's because it really likes being in there," Sam murmured as he licked
his tongue across Jamie's lips.  "And because you really know how to make
it feel good."

"I got lots a practice..." Jamie giggled as Sam slowly pulled back, his
cock slipping from his ass with a wet sucking sound and lowered his body
into his.  It felt like taking a massive dump and his hole was left feeling
empty, the ring of his anus slowly closing and a little sore after so long
without an adults thick shaft buried to the hilt inside him.

"Yeah?"  Sam moaned as he kissed him again.  "Maybe you should stay here
and we can practice some more."

"Okay," Jamie said and let his legs fall to the sides with Sam laying
between them.  His fledgling cock was hard and slippery as it rubbed along
Sam's stomach until the weight of his body pressed down onto him.  Jamie
craned his neck to one side letting Sam's lips snake down to caress his
skin with his mouth, licking along the smooth hollow of his collar and
biting down softly on his shoulder.  He'd expected Sam to roll off him
after he'd cum up his ass, but he didn't; not like Ty did.  He always
thought it was over once Ty had shot his load inside one of them leaving
both him and Ashley to finish each other off.

"But I gotta get home before Ash gets there..."  Jamie said feeling Sam's
hand stroke down the side of his body and between them to hold his stiff
nail.  "He's gonna fuck me again tonight too."

"Lucky boy," Sam said with a smile feeling that Jamie was hard again.  "I'd
do you all over again right now if I could."  He let go of Jamie's rigid
stick and slid his arms under his wee body and held onto his shoulders,
rolling over onto his back and pulled him over on top of him.  The fact
that he could do that so easily thrilled Sam, his preteen body so light and
nimble that it took little effort to lift him and he was reminded yet again
just how young and small he actually was.

*How the fuck did I get my cock inside him?*  Sam thought as he roamed his
hands down to Jamie's perky little ass and slid a finger down his slippery
crack and felt a dribble of his seamen rolling over his smooth perineum and
wrinkled sac.

"But you could suck me again and do it with your fingers though."

"Hell yeah," Sam said looking up at his young ten year old lovers face.  "Come
up here tiger and let me suck you."

God he loved talking like that to him.  Jamie furrowed his eyebrows with a
questioning look.  "What'd'ya mean?"

"I mean come up here and sit on my chest so you can `ef-you-see-kay' my
face." Sam said spelling out the work like Jamie had earlier.

Jamie sat up on Sam's lap smiling, looking down at his once again erect
dick.  "I've never done it like that before." He said shuffling forward on
his knees around Sam's prone body.

"You'll love it I promise," Sam said hungrily eyeing his hairless crotch as
he approached.  "You can go as slow or as quickly as you want and I can
finger your ass at the same time."

He scooted forward with his coltish legs spread around Sam's chest and his
knees tucked into his armpits with his proud little cock jutting out from
his smooth crotch.  Three and a half inches of hard flesh hovered over
Sam's mouth with his tight and hairless balls pulled up into his scrotum in
a wrinkled globe just waiting to be tasted.  Sam ran his palms up the back
of Jamie's toned thighs to his recently fucked ass and pulled him forward,
his head lifting up to gobble his small balls into his mouth with the short
spike of his dick sliding across his cheek.  Jamie smelt of sex; the drying
saliva on his small hairless cock, the fresh scent of cheery flavoured KY
and seamen in his ass and dribbling down his thighs and the musky aroma of
an open hole coming from between his legs.  That he'd fucked the ten year
old boy's ass not more than five minutes ago was enough to consume his
thoughts and he ravished his puny little balls in his mouth, soaking them
in his spit as he tongued them and snaked his fingers into the gaping cave
of Jamie's hole.  It was wet and sticky but felt so warm and inviting and
Sam buried his two fingers to his fist seeking the hard nub of his
prostrate.  Sam craned his head back off Jamie's sac and licked his tongue
along the underside of his short length flicking the tip back and forth
across the excited gland eliciting stuttered moans of pleasure from Jamie's
mouth.  His stomach tensed as he lent forward on one arm above Sam's head
and held his twitching boyhood with the other, aiming it at Sam's mouth and
pushing in between his lips.  Jamie's soft mound slammed against his face
as he thrust into him, squashing his balls against Sam's chin and once
again the taste of a young prepubescent boy filled his mouth.

As Jamie moved above him, all Sam could do was stare at the tensed rippling
muscles of his lithe body, his abdomen undulating back and forth stabbing
his hot preteen cock in and out between his lips.  His sweaty chest heaved
as he arched his back, Sam's fingers sliding in and out of Jamie's dilated
ring feeling the difference from just a few minutes ago.  Gone was the
elastic grip of his puckered muscle, now a spongy mass of sloshy distended
flesh swollen and sticky with Sam's seamen and his fingers easily moved
back and forth without any resistance.  Memories came flooding back to Sam
of touching his own sensitive hole after Leo had fucked him; enflamed and
tender for a while until his gaping lips slowly contracted, but then came
the dull ache that lasted a an hour or so and the hollow feeling of
emptiness inside his bowls.

A soft muted grunt escaped Jamie's throat as his bruised and tender hole
was fingered once again, but it lasted only a moment before the sudden
pressure on his prostrate shot a sharp burning up from deep at the root of
his cock to the fiery tip in Sam's mouth.  He gasped and let out a whimper,
the dull pain of Sam's finger in his already tender ass propelling his body
forward, his knees slipping back and pushing his throbbing cock as deep
into Sam's mouth as he could attempting to escape the intrusion.  Jamie
lent his weight on one arm and reached around behind himself and shoved
Sam's hand away, forcing his fingers from his ass and tensed as his ring
burnt in a blunt pain.

"It doesn't feel good," Jamie said breathing heavily and brought his arm
back to the front above Sam's head.  Instead, Sam slid his thumb under
Jamie's ass and pressed into the soft sac and massaged the root of his hard
cock buried beneath his scrotum.

The effect was almost instantaneous as Jamie's silky soft hard spear jerked
in his mouth, straining to ejaculate non-existent seamen as his body
convulsed in yet another dry orgasm.  Jamie just hung his head down with
his eyes and teeth clenched but didn't utter a sound.  After a few seconds
he slumped down and lay on Sam's body exhausted and spent.  Sam could feel
Jamie's beating heart pounding in his chest as his breath panted into his
neck and throat.  His young lean body was hot and sweaty and he felt so
good laying on top of him with his legs spread either side of Sam's waist.  He
could feel Jamie's small cock rapidly shrinking until it was no more than a
soft lump pressing into his stomach as Sam tenderly stroked his hands up
and down the smooth skin of his back.

"You okay?" He whispered into Jamie's ear after a few minutes of gentle
caress.

"Yeah," Jamie said lifting up on Sam's body and pressing his crotch into
his stomach.  "Just tired.  I never orgasmed like four times before."

"You were amazing kiddo," Sam said reaching up and tenderly kissed his soft
lips.  "I can't believe how good it felt to be inside you.  I didn't hurt
you did I?" He asked a little concerned.  He knew how it felt, but he
thought Jamie was used to being fucked.  Maybe he wasn't as experienced as
he'd let on.

"Just a bit at the end with your finger but it's okay." Jamie said.  "It
usually hurts for a bit after."

"I remember how that feels." Sam smiled as Jamie took in a deep breath
through his nose.  His sexy chest pressed down into Sam with their skin
sticking together and slowly peeling apart again.  He thought Jamie would
ask what he'd meant by knowing how it felt, but in his tired state it
obviously went over his head.  "I'm really sorry I hurt you.

"'s alright," His voice was barely audible as he grinned down at Sam.  "It
was worth it to be your first boy.  Does that mean I took *your* cherry?"

Sam laughed at the boy's apparent familiarity with such terms.  "I guess
you did kinda" He said.  "I'm glad it was you."

They lay in silence for a few minutes with Jamie's head on its side on
Sam's chest and his body draped over his as they rested.  He could see the
boy wasn't far off falling asleep so he nudged him awake.  "I got some
cream that'll make your butt feel better.  We should put it on before you
fall asleep."

"Kay..."  Jamie yawned through half closed eyes and let Sam roll him over
onto his side pulling his arm from under him before moving away.  Sam eased
up to sit on the edge of the bed and looked back at the ten year old as he
pulled a pillow to his body and cuddled into it, his arm wrapping around it
and his head sinking into the soft cushion.  He was beautiful; his lithe
form bathed in drying sweat and matted hair clinging to his forehead as he
slowly drifted to an exhausted sleep.  Sam could see it in his handsome
face, the kindness his mother spoke of, his generosity and bravery and the
hidden sexuality that bloomed just under the surface.  Standing carefully
as to not disturb Jamie he padded to the bathroom on bare feet, pausing at
the controls on the wall to turn down the music and found the cream in the
vanity drawer and wet a cloth with warm water.  He had to step over the
discarded towel and puddles of water from Jamie's shower and smiled to
himself.  He would've loved to have had a boy of his own flesh and blood,
to experience even the most mundane of tasks like picking up after him or
fixing dinner, to watch him grow and to teach him what it was to be a good
person.  Sam knew he'd never be able to share a son's joy and excitement of
everything new, or to be there for him when he needed a hug or a kiss on a
scraped knee or a gentle whisper in his ear telling him everything would be
okay.  But maybe he could take what little Jamie would give him and be
happy for as long as it lasted.

With his sexual craving sated for the time being, Sam returned to the bed
and gently laid back down on his side facing Jamie's back with the soft
downy pillow held close to his body.  He brought his hand up and began to
lightly tickle his back with his fingertips, moving up and down from his
shoulders to the curve of his cheeks circling around in lazy motions as he
breathed in the smell of him.  Gooseflesh prickled Jamie's skin and his
breathing deepened as he relaxed into his gentle touch.  Sam smiled to
himself loving the feel of his young body against his, but it was the
unspoken trust of simply falling asleep on his bed that was the greatest
gift of all.

"That feels nice," Jamie muttered into the pillow sounding half asleep
already.  He shivered as Sam's fingers traced along the curve of his
shoulder blades and then down over his spine.  Jamie felt Sam's lips touch
his shoulder as his hand descended to his lower back and further down
enjoying the attention that Ty never gave him after fucking his ass.

Sam slowly worked his palm over the firm globe of Jamie's mound and down to
his inner thigh, pushing up into the soft flesh and whispering into his ear.
"Move your leg up sweetie so I can put some cream on."

Jamie moaned softly and his eyes flickered open for an instant, lost half
way between consciousness and sleep but still aware of what was happening
around him.  Still on his side and snuggled up into the pillow, Jamie moved
his furthest leg up and bent it at the knee with Sam's hand guiding it
higher until his cheeks parted and his anus was exposed.  At first Sam was
shocked and felt a stab of guilt at what he saw.  Having never seen his own
hole after he and Leo had made love he shuffled down a little and tenderly
parted Jamie's firm mounds for a closer inspection.  The distended orifice
was red and swollen, looking so much larger than a man's anus after sex due
of the relative size of Jamie's slender young body, but he knew that it
wouldn't take long to go down and after only an hour the dull ache would
diminish.  A greasy film of lube and his own seamen smeared the inner cleft
of Jamie's anus and oozed from his dilated ass as Sam used his finger and
thumb to split the tender cheeks apart.  He gently dabbed the surrounding
skin with the warm washcloth, avoiding Jamie's swollen anus for a minute
before lightly pressing onto it as the water cooled a little.

"Mmmm..." Jamie moaned in his semi-conscious state and lifted his leg higher.
Sam's eyes traversed down to the smooth skin of Jamie's perineum and the
squashed hairless sac pressing into the bed as he bathed his sore anus with
the lightest touch possible.  After a few minutes he reached around and
swapped the washcloth for the anti-inflammatory cream that Leo had used so
often on him and unscrewed the lid.  It was amazing how the sense of smell
can bring back the memories as if they'd occurred just yesterday; he
remembered the adoring caress of Leo's touch easing his pain after they'd
made love, just like he did now for Jamie with a small amount of the
soothing cream on his finger.

When he was done he let Jamie's cheeks close once again and lent down kiss
his sexy little ass.  Jamie giggled softly and murmured a quiet thank you
as Sam settled down beside him.  He spooned into his body and draped an arm
over Jamie's side and snuggled up into his neck, closing his eyes and
letting himself drift off to sleep breathing in the smell of the young ten
year old boy he'd just made sweet love to for the first time.