Date: Sat, 3 May 2014 21:26:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Nursery Rhime II

After breaking the kiss I fetched the keys to the truck, backed it out of
the garage and parked it almost against the paving stone wall that
encircled the garden where we would unload the statue. The spot was sort of
like a small grotto created by 3 huge ferns on one side, a rhododendron
bush in the center, and a very old and rotting cedar tree stump on the
other side. The rhododendron had been kept trimmed up at the bottom so
there was about 3½ of trunk before the bush billowed outward and upward
to create an umbrella of foliage that created the top of the "grotto"
area. The stump on the right side was at least 3 feet across and an easy 4
feet tall and covered in moss and more ferns along with Labrador tea bushes
sprouting out in a couple of places. The 3 weren't crammed together so it
was possible to crouch down and pass between them to the other side which
fronted lawn, whereas the side we were on obviously bordered the driveway.

I hopped out and dropped the tailgate, which sat a scant 5 inches above the
stone wall. I pointed Kevyn toward piece of pine shelving and asked him to
retrieve it, which he dutifully did while I unrolled the end of heavy tarp
that the statue sat on and let it drape over the end of the tailgate.

"We're going to use this as a ramp," I explained as I set one end on the
edge of the tailgate the other in the garden at the edge of the pad that
I'd created for Mr. Monk out of some extra paving stones that have been
left over. I'd sunk the stones into the dirt so the statue would sit level
with the rest of the garden. "It should be easy to slide the guy down on
its back then put it upright on the pad.

"That's perfect Choun," Kevyn said in agreement. I removed the wood so that
we could pull the tarp, and thus the statue, to the edge of the tail
gate. Once there I put the ramp back and between us we hefted the base onto
the ramp then walked it down to the pad. It was a fairly simple project but
required careful steps and movement as we were working in an already
planted area.

"Are those Gay Feathers Choun," Kevyn asked as he pointed out some
sprouting plants. I said that they were.

"I guess that's appropriate," he quipped.

"Which is why they're in my garden," I replied and we both laughed. I was
pleased that the boy was feeling comfortable to make such a joke which he
wouldn't have done a scant half hour before.

We got the statue up and positioned where I wanted it then removed the
plank, put the tarp back in the truck bed and closed the tailgate.

"Why don't you go ahead and move the truck over there Kevyn," I said
pointing to a spot some 15 feet away in the center of the driveway. The boy
gave me a stricken look.

"You want me to drive your truck Choun," he asked, clearly incredulous at
the idea.

"Sure. You do know the basics of driving don't you?" I knew he did because
I'd seen him driving their lawn tractor, one of those larger rigs with a
small side bucket on one end.

"Well, yeah, but gosh, your truck?"

"Its fine Kevyn, you'll be just fine." He kicked the dirt off his shoes,
brushed his jeans to ensure that he didn't track any unwanted debris into
the truck. I went about my business, ignoring what he was doing in order to
relieve some of the stress he was feeling. At least it seemed like I was
but I really was paying close attention.

Needless to say Kevyn didn't experience any problems and got the truck
moved and shut off without fanfare or incident. I had tossed the plank to
the side and brought a wheelbarrow filled with my own soil mix over to
where we would be working. I had Kevyn snag a tray of plants that we would
put in.

"So," I said when he joined me, "I'm putting in Hosta's, Heuchera, and
Astilbe," pointing out where each would go. "You do one side and I'll do
the other. Obviously you'll have to cut holes in the garden fabric to plant
them then we'll cover the area in beauty bark." Kevyn nodded his head and
complimented me on the plant choices, stating that they should do great
where we were putting them. I got us both hand spades and we'd trade off
using the box cutter. I also brought a small bucket to toss the soil
extracted from the holes into.

We got into position, Kevyn on the right side and me on the left, both on
hands and knees. I handed him the box cutter and watched as he carefully
cut a round hole in the fabric. I all but stared at his butt, clad so
nicely in his jeans. I envisioned him naked in that position, his hairless
sac hanging so beautifully between his hairless thighs; the barest hint of
his most secret spot hidden in the crack between the glorious orbs of his
teenage ass.

"Earth to Choun," Kevyn said and pulled out of my reverie embarrassed that
I'd been caught out.

"Were you staring at my butt Choun," he asked with a grin.

"Sad to say Kevyn, I was, yes."

"Why sad to say Choun," he asked, turning to face me while handing me the
box cutter.

"I kind of feel like I'm perving on you." Kevyn thought about it for a
moment.

"Well I like that you're perving on me; it's flattering." He turned back
around and started digging his hole. "Besides, I've been perving on your
butt too." I was surprised and pleased at what he said.

We got the first plants in and he was working on cutting the hole for his
Heuchera when he said,

"Is it true that guys lick other guys' butt holes?" I told him it was. "Why
is that Choun? Isn't it kind of a nasty area?"

"Well, if it's not cleaned or cleaned properly it can be yes. And it can
carry lots of nasty germs. On the other hand if it's cleaned it pretty
safe. The docs will say there are still germs down there but the risk is
pretty negligible." I handed him the box cutter.

"But why do it?" I asked him if he ever put his fingers down there and felt
around or probed at his hole when he was jacking off and he admitted he
had. I asked if what it was like when took a really good, long awaited dump
and he said the same thing.

"The anus, or asshole if you prefer, is rich in nerve ending and as you've
discovered already feels good when it's stimulated. Doing it, licking a
hole, is a huge turn on for many guys, gay or straight, so the pleasure
thing works both ways.

"Have you done it," Kevyn asked, now giving me his full attention.

"You bet I have. I love doing it and I love having it done. It took me a
while before I finally tried it but once I did I was hooked. If you would
like I would be more than happy to show what it feels like." The boy
grinned at me.

"Oh man I'm getting a boner just talking about it Choun." I chuckled and
told him I understood completely. We went back to getting the plants in the
ground then I shoveled some beauty bark into my wheelbarrow and using a
couple of empty plastic pots we got it spread all around the statue and
newly planted items as well as the area that we'd tromped on. When it was
done we stepped back on the driveway to admire our handiwork.

"It looks good Choun but it's going to look really good next year when the
plants have all matured some," he said. I agreed with him.

"Now what about the Lupines and Delphinium's," he asked. That said he
followed me around and we got the rest of the plants in the ground and
after putting all the tools away I showed him my property.

"It's so nice here Choun and peaceful. I love your pond. I bet you sit out
on your deck and just listen to it."

"I do and yes it's quite relaxing." He was quiet for a moment then said
softly.

"Do you ever sit out here naked? I mean, it's like nobody can see you
unless they came through the woods and the bushes and stuff."

He was quite correct. One side and ¼ of another was part of a 10 acre
farm whose house and barn were through the woods and down a hill at the
other end of their property. That entire side was wooded and heavily brush
filled. The only trail was along the inside perimeter of an aging 6 strand
barbed wire fence that Harold, the septuagenarian who had lived there all
his life, mowed with a big old tractor mower that did smaller limbs along
with everything else. Harold had tried to get me to buy a 20 foot deep
strip of his land and I was still considering it. In any case he was never
up there unless he was mowing and you could hear the goddamned thing coming
through woods way before it ever showed.

The property that tied next to Harold's and ran along that end and another
side had been vacant for 10 years. The original owners, like Harold, had
lived there since god was a kid and when my house was built some 35 years
before had put in a triple row of cedar bushes which were now 30 feet
tall. Between them and the untouched blackberry bushes no one could see
through to my property and since the next houses were through another set
of woods on the far side of that property, nobody was there to see through
it.

The last side had a house that was owned by a retired couple that had put
in a Laurel hedge some years before which had grown thick and tall and was
impossible to see through. Besides that they spent most of the winter in
Arizona and most of the rest of the year traveling.

The only real view into my property was around the driveway entrance and
even that was blocked by various bushes and plants.

"I sure do Kevyn," I told him. "I often work outside dressed only in briefs
or boxers and even go naked when the sun is out and it's warm. And yes, I
sit out here naked fairly frequently."

"Wow; that would be so cool." Needless to say I asked the question.

"Would you like to take your clothes off and run naked Kevyn?" The grin I
got that time was more sheepish than anything else.

"Kinda," he said, looking down at his feet.

"Does it embarrass you to say that?" The cute young think nodded his
head. I put my hand under his chin and raised his head. He looked me in the
eyes

"You don't have to be embarrassed about asking anything of me Kevyn. If you
want to try something just ask. I'm not going to think that you're out of
bounds, weird, inappropriate or any other negative thing and I definitely
would never refuse you. Unless of course you wanted to shit on my face. I
might have a problem with that." Kevyn laughed at that one.

"You have an opportunity to explore all the feelings and desired that
you've pent up for however many years. This is the time, the place, and I'm
the guy to help you do that and believe me I want to do that for you; with
you."

"But why Choun? I'm just a kid." I smiled.

"I know and that's precisely why. I'm a boy lover Kevyn; I love boys. I
love being with boys, I love being sexual with boys. I think boys in
general are awesome. I think you are a wonderful, kind, sweet and caring
boy and that makes this all the much more fun for me and hopefully for
you. Plus, having the opportunity to show a boy all this stuff for his
first time is a huge turn for me. I love doing it."

"Thank you Choun for saying all that. You're right; there are lots of
things I want to try. I've been thinking about since I was like 8 or
something. I knew even back then that I didn't ever want to be with a girl
that I wanted to be with boys. Not sexually because I didn't know anything
about that then. I figured that out when I was like, 10 or 11 or
something. Then when I started getting hairs and making sperm the feelings
just got stronger and I knew for sure what was going on.

"Well then," I said, "Why don't we take our clothes off and run naked."
That said I undid my boots and got them off while Kevyn simply kicked his
off and shoving his jeans and briefs down to his ankles. By the time mine
were off and I was working on my shirt my hot young guest was already stark
naked.

Kevyn looked every bit as good as I thought he would. All of the creases
and crevices were where they should be, all of them created great
definition to the boys' torso. Where his legs culminated 7 inches of
teenage cock hung gently and the balls that completed the set hung low in
their hairless sac. The kid was dream.

"Well here you are, naked in the wild," I said, "how do you feel?" The boy
was absently tugging at his balls and feeling his still softened cock. I
did the same thing. It seems like there is some law of nature that requires
males to grope and their boy toys when they get naked, like stretching
things out or pulling the wrinkles out or something. He remained soft
however.

"It's cool Choun, I like it." I suggest that we back out clothing to the
garage at least then go about our business and Kevyn agreed. We did just
that and carried our clothing to the house and set it on a bench in the
garage and just wandered around the property, looking at this and that. I
had never done anything quite like that before. Inside the house, yes, on a
nude beach, yes but not outside on anyone's property including my own. It
was very refreshing actually. It was very enjoyable watching Kevyn going
about casually, watching the actual play of muscle as he moved. On at least
one occasion he bent over to look at something and I got the view that I'd
dreamed of in the garden; his balls hanging fully, seeing the skin fall
away from its origin, the beginning of the folds of his sac and culminating
of course in his delicious sperm filled young eggs. And of course there was
the hint of his core, the darker spot of his hole.

Boys Kevyn's age were sort of in a class all by themselves in my
opinion. Generally speaking, lost was the excess fat of a child; gained was
the beginning of the development of the young adult body. While boys a year
younger were also slender, it was the muscular development that made a 14
year old different. Too, his boy parts were typically close to full growth
if not already there but typically his hair was still restricted to the
inside of the creases of his pelvic bone, still a fairly neat little garden
of delight and not the wild untamed bush of a 15 year old. Often times his
balls had reached their maturity but remained fairly hairless, as did his
asshole. And to top it all off, those balls were producing great globs of
creamy boy goodness, ropes of glorious white sperm that often blasted their
way to a boys' chest and neck and sometimes beyond. Again, it's only my
opinion here coupled with my experience.

Of course as we walked and moved about Kevyn's cock swayed and moved, as
did his sac and amazingly the boy remained soft. And then there was his
butt; God what an ass that kid called his own. The firm glorious globes
came away from the small of his back just enough to create some definition
without being a bubble butt. His gluteal cleavage was almost perfect as
well, not to short and or too long. Kevyn's butt was such that my hand
would cover a cheek without a lot of flesh left over. It was a perfect
boys' butt.

"This is so awesome Choun, being able to just move around and do stuff and
be naked. Gosh I love it." He was reflective for a moment then said in a
softer voice, "And I love looking at your body. It's different than if you
were lying down or something. It's just way cool watching your muscles do
what they're supposed to, seeing stuff that you don't get to see. Of course
I see it on other boys in the locker room but this is just different." I
chuckled and told that I had just been thinking the same thing. Kevyn
stepped up closer to me.

"We kind of have a lot in common it seems like," he said softly. "I'm
really glad we met Choun." He seemed a little embarrassed about saying it
and let his chin drop a little. As I had done before, I lifted it gently to
look him in the eyes.

"Me too Kevyn; I'm really glad we met." That said I moved my head and body
forward and kissed him on the lips and backed off a few inches.

"I like kissing Choun. I never would have thought that kissing a guy would
feel so good."

"Lips is pretty much lips sweet boy," I said then put my mouth back against
his. This time the kiss went on longer. We broke it but only for a second
then went back at it and that's when emotion really took over. We went to a
mouth open kiss, arms around each other's necks and backs. When my tongue
ventured into Kevyn's mouth the boy accepted it willingly and pushed his
own tongue forward in greeting. I felt his hands move down onto my butt
then one slid around front to take hold of my growing cock and stroke it.

I finally broke the kiss and gently nudged his head over to kiss and nuzzle
his neck. "Oh God," the boy groaned and a surge of intense feeling shot
through is body. I reached between us and grasped onto his cock, now fully
hardened, causing him to moan softly and stroked him roughly; squeezing
tightly and tugging hard.  I moved my mouth to his ear to nibble and
breathe hot air into it which caused more moaning and almost pushing his
head into me.

Holding on to Kevyn I slowly started to lower myself onto the grass and he
came with me, following me into a prone position where I quickly pressed my
mouth against his and deep throated him again. I ran my free hand up and
down his side, onto his butt, around to his cock to stroke a little then
made the trip again. I broke the kiss and went back to it and slowly rolled
him onto his back as I did it. Once there I mounted him, my legs between
his, and allowed a majority of my weight to rest against him. I continued
to kiss him, pushing my mouth into his, and slowly ground my hips, mashing
our cocks together. Kevyn gently thrust his hips upward to create more
pressure against our bodies.

"The grass is kinda pokey Choun," Kevyn said after we broke the kiss. I
figured that would be the case so dismounted and standing up, I reached
down and he took my hand and I pulled him to his feet and into my arms.

"Then let's go to a proper spawning ground," I said then kissed him and
took his hand and headed toward the house. In less time than it takes to
tell it we were embraced on the cool raspberry colored sheets on my bed,
mouths together and hands roaming. Kevyn, like many boys I'd been with, was
very passionate and once he got his rpm's up he became like an animal at
feeding time from the feelings that were ripping his young body
asunder. And of course, being young, and so many of those feeling being
relatively new and very intense, it didn't take him long to get up into a
fog of hotness that would allow me to do almost anything with him that I
wanted. I wouldn't do that of course, but I could if I'd wanted.

"Oohhh god," he moaned as I worked his tender neck, nuzzling, nipping and
kissing the notoriously sensitive area. I moved downward, stopping to nurse
and nip at his nipples, using my fingers on one and mouth on the
other. Kevyn's arms held my head lightly, until his feelings experienced a
temporary but sharp spike, then he held me harder but loosened almost right
away. And of course he moaned.

I kissed and licked my way down his firm chest while my right hand rubbed
down his flat hard belly, over to a hip, down to the thigh and then came
back up on the inside. Of course he spread his legs to allow me full access
to his smooth balls but I detoured at the last second and came up around
them only to begin the trip again. Needless to say he was going crazy from
the teasing. He needed me to take hold of his balls and his cock.

I licked his outie belly button and moved south just a little more before
my cheek ran into his cock head. I felt his precum immediately. I turned my
head to see his swollen head, the single eye staring at me. I flicked my
tongue out and licked off the sticky boy goodness then opened wide and as I
closed my mouth down on it I took hold of his balls and gently squeezed. He
jerked hard. It was like his body had taken a jolt of electricity and I
suppose it had considering brain chemistry and all.

I fondled his balls, squeezing and tugging on the sperm filled eggs while
my head bobbed on his cock. My tongue continued to work his cock head when
my head was pulled back and my lips gripped the ridge of his swollen cock
head no matter which way I was going. All the while Kevyn continued to
utter the grunts, the moans, and the soft sighs that told me that the boy
was getting hotter than a firecracker fart but still I continued to work
him. I let a finger trail down onto the beginning of his crack headed
toward his most secret spot but not going quite that far. I wanted to
introduce him to the notion with scaring him. I needn't have worried.

"You can put a finger in me if you want Choun," Kevyn said in a voice
dripping with lust.  Instead of taking that as permission I took it as "I'd
like it if," so climbed over him to retrieve the lube from my night
stand. Kevyn surprised me by sliding down on the bed, taking hold of my
raging hard on and putting the head in his mouth. I stayed where I was not
wishing to interrupt the boy but to let him follow his own instincts and
desires. To his credit Kevyn cupped my balls a little and gripped my ass a
little as he suckled but of course he couldn't maintain it very long. He
finally let go.

"Gosh my mouth gets sore Choun."

"You just need practice."

"Are you volunteering?"

"I most definitely am."  I had moved from above him and down to straddle
one leg, Kevyn spreading them to give me room. I poured lube on my finger
as I moved then tossed the bottle on the bed the used the back of my hand
to encourage him to bend his far leg at the knee and bring it back
further. As I rested my weight on his upper thigh I changed my angle,
lowered my head and my hand to his butt crack. I could see a few random
hairs which told me his hole would be pretty smooth too. I grasped onto his
raging boy toy, noting the cherry red head, and put my finger tips to his
butt cheeks and used the spare ones to open him up a little bit while my
lubed up middle finger forged forward. I lowered my mouth and closed down
on his cock head at the same time I slipped my slippery digit into his
body. The boy gasped and jerked at the same time.

I licked up his precum as I sucked him, reveled in the warm, wet tightness
of his hole. I finger fucked the boy and the thumb of that hand poked at
and rubbed against his balls, all of the actions causing gasps and grunts
of pleasure as new intense feeling shot through his young inexperienced
body.

I loved doing stuff with a boy for his first time; what boy lover
doesn't. Being a part of a boy's awakening is an honor to me, a sign of
trust from a boy and I take it all very seriously. My goal is not my
pleasure, it's the boys' pleasure and I want it to be something that he'll
look back on with fondness all of his life whether he lead a life of
gayness or straightness. Of course I'll experience pleasure; I'm not that
altruistic and it's not a clinical experiment where I go through the
motions mechanically like a robot. But the degree of my pleasure is, in all
honestly, based on the degree of pleasure the boy feels and I could tell
that Kevyn was experiencing monumental pleasure.

I found the boys' prostate and massaged it and in response Kevyn began to
move his hips up and down, meeting the movement of my mouth and my finger.

"Oohhh God Choun, oh god," Kevyn whimpered as one hand roughly massaged my
head and the other took hold of my cock and stroked me. "Oohhh fuck Choun
I'm gonna cum really quick. Shit this feels so good, sooo good," and then
he inhaled sharply as another wave of pleasure shot through his 14 year old
body. "I'm gonna cum in your mouth if you don't move Choun. I'm gonna cum,
fuck I'm gonna cum. Oohhh fuck," and then he came.

I felt his prostate harden, this cock thicken. I stayed on his prostate,
massaging it as his cock erupted in a torrent of warm sticky boy sperm; and
a whole lot of it. Kevyn literally screamed out when he came and thrust his
hips up. I rode his motions, doing my best to swallow as jet after large
jet of gooey boy goodness filled my mouth. I had to open up and let the
overflow out but went back to trying to swallow and as his orgasm subsided
I didn't swallow but kept it in my mouth, the plan to give it back to
him. I continued to suckle then stopped. I continued to work his hole a
little bit then stopped and waited for about a half minute before slowly
pulling my finger out of him. I immediately checked for residue and found
none. I then pulled my mouth off of him, noticing that his cock now looked
like frosting had been poured down over it. I moved toward his head and
lowered my mouth to his. Kevyn knew what I was doing.

"Give me my sperm back Choun," he said, his eyes still mostly closed in the
after math of orgasm. He opened his mouth for me and as my lips touched him
I opened and let a mouthful of his juices flow into his mouth before
engaging him in a full on, mouth open kiss. The boy moaned loudly as I
transferred his sperm back to him then hugged me hard and kissed me just as
hard after swallowing it.

"Wow," Kevyn whispered after we broke the kiss. We lay there snuggled up in
each other's arms saying nothing. I loved holding a boy, feeling his naked
body against mine, the softness of his skin.

"I could lay here forever Choun," he whispered and snuggled his head
against me a little more.

"Me too," I responded then kissed his forehead causing a soft mmmm to flow
from the boy. I rubbed down onto his wonderful boys' butt and kneaded the
flesh.

"You do like my butt don't you Choun?"

"I like every part of you sweet boy but yes; you do have a very delicious
butt." Kevyn moved away from me. He asked me what the sensitive spot was in
his butt and I explained it to him.

"I never cummed quite like that before," he said then added, "You didn't
cum Choun. Do you want me to make you cum?"

"It isn't always necessary for me to cum every time that you do Kevyn and I
would love to have you make me cum. However, I have another suggestion for
the time being. How about we take a shower?" Kevyn agreed so we got up and
a minute later he was making a big fuss about how cool my bathroom and my
shower were. I won't describe it all but will say that large windows looked
out onto a serene private garden with a fountain. By that I mean the common
wall of the house exterior and the shower was glass. The shower itself had
multiple heads in the wall and a large one in the ceiling along with a
detachable wand. I could also set the lighting the shower for red, blue,
green or white. It was pretty fucking awesome.

The large tub was a Jacuzzi style with room for 2 and also looked out onto
the garden. I think Kevyn's biggest surprise however was the 6 feet by 35
feet heated lap pool, 15 feet of which extended past the regular side of
the house into the garden, totally enclosed of course. The large open
bathroom had plenty of large potted plants and even a few trees to help
soak up some of the humidity from the pool.

"Holy Moly Choun," my young lover exclaimed when he saw it. Indeed. He went
to the lap pool and stuck his foot and pulled it out. "Wow. Do you swim in
it often?" Every day I told him. I got the shower going and beckoned Kevyn
to join me, which he did. Mind you, the boy had finally softened and his
cock was sort of wagging away as he walked and the heat of the shower
caused everything to loosen up even more. His balls really did hang pretty
low

We got rinsed and I told him I was going to wash him then started the
process, massaging his shoulder and getting plenty of moans and groans of
pleasure. I worked down his scapula, re-soaped and worked down his back and
used my thumbs in the small of it, working his tailbone. I washed his
glorious cheeks, kneading the flesh in the process then re-soaped. This
time I stood beside him and ran one soapy hand down his crack and slipped
underneath to wash his hole. At the same time my other hand went to work on
his balls and then his cock. I reveled in the squishy softness of his boy
parts but could also feel his body respond to my touch almost immediately.

"Gosh that feels so good Choun," he moaned softly. I ran my finger back and
forth across his puckered muscle then slipped it up inside of him and
fingered him for just a moment before pulling back out. His cock stiffened
quickly in my hand, reaching full on boy hard in less than a minute. When I
took my hands away the boy turned and was in my arms like a shot his mouth
pressed against mine and kissing me madly. Kevyn moaned as he kissed,
clearly in heat over the whole ordeal. He finally broke the kiss, panting
like a runner and looked at me through half lidded eyes.

"My turn," he said in a voice more husky than normal. Kevyn then went about
doing pretty much the same things that I had and in that order. He didn't
shy away from my hole and in fact slipped a soapy finger up inside me. It
felt pretty darn good. When he was finished we deep throat kissed once
again, his smooth firm body flush up against mine. I held his butt while we
kissed and gently moved my hips, as did Kevyn. I finally broke, much to his
dismay.

"Come," I said and moved him up against a wall then pressed my body against
his. I moved my hands to his hips and his went to my butt, our hard cocks
aligned with each other and I began to slowly hump against him. It only
took about 1minute before he was moaning and pushing harder against me. I
put my mouth against the soft crook of Kevyn's neck and nuzzled him causing
his body to shiver and shake and his moans to become even louder.

"Oh God Choun, god, god, god," he groaned and thrust his narrow hips a
little harder. Kevyn used his head to move mine and as soon as my face was
in front of his he damned near broke a tooth ramming his mouth against
mine. He arms went around my neck and held me in place as he kissed me
hard, rammed his tongue into my mouth and all the while moaned like a
beaten dog. He pulled away from the kiss, capturing my lower lip with his
teeth and tugging it then letting go and coming back for more. His thrusts
started to gain even more pressure so I back away leaving him against the
wall, arms at his side breathing heavily. His cock was standing tall and
proud in front of his flat muscled belly, the head about as red as a cock
head could possibly get.

"Why'd you stop Choun? Gosh that was so freaking hot I was about to cum
again." He came off the wall to me and I moved him into the spray coming
from the wall head, dousing the hot boy from neck to knees.

"I didn't want you to cum quite yet sweet boy. We still have other things
to try. I kissed his neck as I got him rinsed, turned him around and peeled
his cheeks open to rinse his tight little hole then swapped places and got
myself rinsed off then shut the water off. We got out and toweled off,
Kevyn almost shocked at how warm the towel was. I explained towel warmers
to him. Back in the bedroom proper I had Kevyn lie on the bed and pull his
legs back, opening up his puckered brown hole for my viewing pleasure. I
got to my knees then got in close to the boy and let my tongue take its
first swipe at his most secret and as yet untouched part.

Kevyn's hole tasted as sweet as any boys' hole I'd ever eaten. I worked the
small aperture and the wrinkles and folds that surrounded it accompanied by
moans and groans from the boy who owned it. Kevyn reached between his legs
and put his elbows behind his knees which opened him up even further but
also allowed him to not have to be vigilant about keeping his legs back.

I licked up his perineum to his balls and licked the underside of them and
then each orb. I sucked one into my mouth and rolled it a little bit before
letting it plop back out then licking back down to his beautiful hole. I
pressed my face into him and I began moaning at the intense pleasure I got
from rimming him. I could have stayed there for hours gorging myself on boy
hole but Kevyn's legs got tired so I let him down and as was becoming
typical for the boy he but his body against mine and we kissed.

"God that felt so good Choun," he said after breaking away. "I can't
believe how much stuff you know about making my body feel so good. Can I
try that on you?" Would I refuse a boy access to my asshole? Not on your
fucking life. I lay down and pulled my legs back and Kevyn got right in
there, pulled my cheeks open a little more and went to work. Of course his
first few swipes were tentative but once he determined that there was no
down side to what he was doing Kevyn got fully into it.

The boy did a very credible job with very credible enthusiasm and it wasn't
long before I heard soft moans coming from him. Kevyn basically followed
the program that I did, worked his way up to my balls, gave them some
attention then went back down to my hole. He stayed at it a good 4-5
minutes before I stopped him.

"Are you up in a fog of hotness sweet boy?" One look at his face told me
the answer and a glance at his cock verified it.

"God yes Choun. I can't believe how hot I am. I almost hot enough to let
you fuck me. But not quite."

"All in due time Kevyn," I said in a throaty voice, "So how `bout if you
fuck me instead?"

"You mean it Choun; you'd let me fuck you?" I nodded my head. "Hell yes,"
the boy said with a grin, the first time I'd heard him utter a curse
word. I asked for the lube which was still lying on the bed, got my asshole
slathered up then did his cock for him. Kevyn just about fainted when I
slid my tightened fist up over his swollen and ultra-sensitive cock head. I
pulled my legs back and the boy got into place, holding his boner down
toward his target. I felt his flesh touch mine then the process of working
and worming his cock head while at the same time pushing against the
resistance. My muscle finally gave way and allowed the boy entrance to my
hallowed hole. And it hurt. I should have had him prep me a little bit but
elected to forgo it due to his level of heat. I really wanted him to be hot
as hell when he had his first fuck.

"Hold up baby boy. I need to adjust a little." Seeing the grimace on my
face he asked,

"Are you okay? Do you want me to take it out Choun?" I shook my head.

"Not at all, this is just the price we pay sometimes. No worries; we'll
just wait second." Kevyn kept his eyes pretty much glued to where our
bodies connected; the typical behavior of males of all ages. Of course for
Kevyn it was mostly the mystique of where he was and what his favorite body
part was going to do. I finally told him to go ahead then watched his
facial expressions as he slid inch after inch of his virgin teenage cock
into my ass. Kevyn was a healthy boy so he filled me up and stretched me
out, a feeling that was more than fine with me. Once his balls hit my ass
he stopped of course.

"How you feeling baby boy, does it feel good?"

"Oh my gosh Choun it feels incredible. You're so tight on my dick I can't
believe it."

"You feel good inside me too Kevyn. Now put your hands behind my knees to
hold my legs back." The boy did as I asked. "No go ahead do it baby boy,
fuck me." Kevyn started the process by pulled out about half way then
sliding back in. Of course his dick bent some so he head to juggle his body
a little bit to make it work but he got the hang of it quickly. What boy
doesn't? He also pushed my legs back further so that his cock and my hole
were more level and that's when the real fucking began.

Kevyn continued to watch; mesmerized it seemed, at the sight of his cock as
it slid in and out of me. He glanced up at me through dazed eyes, clearly
in the stratosphere of hotness. "Are you having fun Kevyn?"

"Fuck yeah," he said then giggled. "Sorry." I told him not to sweat it then
gave him some new directions. He did as I requested and put his arms under
my knees then leaned forward and put his hands on the bed.

"How's that feel baby?" He said it was better. "Then go ahead and fuck me
hard Kevyn, slam your boner into me. Make me cum." The boy went to town
I'll give him that. Kevyn began fucking me faster and harder, really
putting that dynamite ass into it. His balls started slapping against my
ass each time he thrust back inside of me. I had my hands resting on his
forearms then moved one up to gently rub his cheek.

"You're doing good Kevyn, keep it up sweet boy. Love me good. Shoot your
sperm into me." Kevyn was starting to pant finally. He'd been at it for a
good 5 minutes and had cum twice already since that morning, so he had some
staying power. I had no complaints.

"I'm getting close Choun," Kevyn finally panted, "I'm gonna shoot pretty
soon."

"Fuck me harder baby boy, let your sperm loose in me, I want your warm
sperm in my ass Kevyn," I cooed to him. It seemed to spur him on so grabbed
hold of my cock and began mauling the sensitive swollen head, using the
copious amount of precum for lube. I flexed my asshole, gripping the boy
and letting him loose.

"Oohhhh fuuuuuck," Kevyn grunted as his cock thickened against the walls of
my hole.

"Oh yeah baby, I can feel your sperm squirting into me. I'm gonna cum
Kevyn; I'm gonna cum for you." Cum I certainly did. Honestly, it had been a
long time since I'd gotten fucked and longer still since it had been a boy
doing the fucking. I came with a vengeance, cum blasting up to hit me on
the chin then splatter my chest. Without being told, Kevyn pressed his body
against mine and wiggled his ass, creating different feeling for both of
us. Then he groaned

"God; again," was all he said and I knew that he was having a second
orgasm, a rarity for males. There wasn't any more sperm but just the
feelings of cumming. Keven kept on drilling me, slamming his young hard
cock into my hungry ass, pumping his creamy boy sperm into me. My dick kept
pumping out cum as well and then, like it always happens, the show was
over.

Kevyn stayed pressed into me, seemingly reluctant to leave the warm tight
hole that his cock was ensconced in. That was fine; I liked him there. I
had him let my legs down then lay on me, which he did, careful to try and
keep his hard cock inside of me. We kissed, gently this time, a series of
little ones.

"That was freaking amazing Choun. Thank you so, so much." I kissed him as
my hands focused on his delectable butt.

"I'm glad baby boy. It was great for me.

"You called me baby boy a couple of times during..."

"While you fucked me," I said, filling in the blank for him. He grinned and
nodded his head.

"Yeah, anyway you did."

"Yes I did. It's a term of endearment. Is it okay with you if I say that?
I'll stop if it makes you uncomfortable or anything.

"Oh no Choun, I like it just fine. It feels kind of good to be your baby
boy."

"Well, it feels pretty good having you be my baby boy," I said then kissed
him on the forehead. We lay there not speaking and before I knew it Kevyn's
breathing evened out and the boy was asleep. I smiled and let myself do the
same thing.