Date: Fri, 19 Sep 2008 22:58:19 -0600
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Outpost Charlie #2

Outpost Charlie #2
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between an unrelated adult and a
preteen boy. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if
this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (/nifty/prolific.html#xavierl).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me.

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when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at
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As time went on, Fazi picked up more and more English which made our
communication easier.

He was still greedy for dick, and that suited me just fine.  In fact just
the other day I was on top of the roof sunbathing in the nude (trying to
not be so damn white!).  I had halfway dozed off and woke up when I felt
lips on my manhood.  I opened my eyes to find Fazi busy at work sucking my
cock into life.  He was butt naked, and so I made a comment about this
being such a nice way to be awoken as I began softly stroking his silky
skin with my fingertips.

As my dick rapidly inflated from his attention, he spent some time sucking
on my hairy balls.  I praised him and began stroking his wood.  It didn't
take much time before my big dick was hard as rock and plunging into his
throat as far as I could get it without choking him.

Suddenly he released my dick and began moving up my body, swinging his leg
over so that he straddled me.  He inched up so we could kiss, and I did so
greedily, still massaging his hard-on.

Again he suddenly broke our kiss and started moving back until his ass was
on top of my dick.  He leaned toward me a bit, and I watched as his hand
sought out my rod.  I felt his fingers and then felt my cock being directed
to his sweet hole.

I started to interrupt him because there was no way he was going to get my
monster inside that hole dry, but then I felt his hole begin to swallow my
cock.  The way my dick was moving in, I could tell he had lubed already.
"Oh yeah Fazi! Take that dick up your ass!" I said.

I watched the intense look of pleasure on his face as he leaned back
impaling himself on my large tool.  When he was sitting upright, I could
feel my entire cock engulfed by his tight ass.  I immediately started
pumping as much as I could with him sitting on me like that, but in a few
seconds he was rocking back and forth and then using his legs to raise and
lower his body so that he fucked himself with my dick.

I gripped his hips with my fingers.  When he began raising up, I guided him
up higher until my dick was almost fully exposed, and then I had him sit
down.  As he moved downward, my hips pushed upward so that my cock slammed
into him.  He almost shuddered every time my cock rammed its full length
into his ass.

I pulled him down as I raised my knees.  As we kissed passionately, I
continued humping his ass. When I broke our kiss, he sat back.  He
continued fucking himself with my dick, and as he descended, I would thrust
my hips up so that my cock was buried in his tight hole.

Suddenly he got up.  My dick twitched anxiously wanting to return to its
tight nest.  I looked at Fazi confused.  He grinned at me and then walked
to the edge of the roof where there was a waist-high wall.

I gave my cock a few gentle strokes as I watched him bend over the wall.  I
began arising from my position as I watched him reach back and pull his ass
cheeks part.  I hurried to him and moved behind him.  I reached around his
hip and slowly stroked his dick as I kissed his warm back.  I rubbed my
groin against his bare ass until he said "Fuck me!" as his hand sought my
dick.

I released his cock and entered him again, slamming my cock all the way in.

"Yes! Give me dick!" he practically yelled as I began building up speed.  I
gripped his hips hard as he braced himself with his hands against the wall.
His moans pushed me on until I was almost afraid my thrusting would push
him over the wall!  I was thrilled by the faint slapping sound our bodies
made as I fucked his ass hard.  I kept that pace until my dick finally
blasted its load in his hot ass.

I kissed his face while my cock dumped its load.  When I finally pulled out
of him, I took him by his hand, his dick still pointing straight out from
his thin body, and led him to my towel.  I lay down and guided him down so
that his cock was aimed at my face.  He took over from there and began
fucking my face over eagerly.

In no time I was tasting his juice and devouring it eagerly.

When his orgasm subsided, he moved backward and stretched out on top of me,
the warmth from our naked bodies rapidly building.  I stroked his back with
my fingertips as he nuzzled against my chest.  I rested my hands on the
sensual small of his back as we drifted off to sleep.

I awoke in the same position and nudged him out of sleepiness.  We headed
back into the house and ate a meal.  After our meal, I sat down on the
couch and started to read.  Fazi lay down next to me and slid his upper
body beneath my arms, his head coming to rest in my lap.

I moved aside my book and glanced down at him.  His dark brown eyes gazed
at me softly, full of trust and unmistakable love.  I smiled at him and
said, in his language, "I love you."

He replied "I love you too," in English.

I reached down and stroked his soft facial skin with my calloused fingers
and then returned to my book.

When it was time for me to do a patrol, I had him move, and I dressed while
he watched me earnestly.  I watched him slip his caftan back on as I tied
my boots.  I tousled his hair and lifted him up.  We tongue kissed, and I
reluctantly set him down and then headed out.

When I returned home a few hours later, he had prepared dinner for us.
"Wow!" I said when I smelled the food and saw it on the table.

I sat down in the chair he pulled out for me.  I surprised him, though,
when I pulled him down onto my lap.  I kissed him deeply, and then we fed
each other.  When we had finished dinner, we returned to kissing.  I slid
my hand under his white garment, sliding up his smooth thigh until I found
his hard cock.  I slowly stroked him as we kissed.

"I need a shower," I said.

He hopped off my lap and headed to the bedroom with me in tow.  I quickly
took off my boots and socks as he sat on the bed next to me.  When I stood
up and began unbuttoning my fatigue shirt, his fingers were deftly undoing
my belt and pants.

As I tossed my shirt aside, I felt my boxers and pants drop to my ankles.
I stepped out of them and gently pushed his chest so that he lay down.  His
caftan had a small tent in it.  I spread his legs apart and knelt down on
the floor between them.  Lifting up the white robe, I began kissing his
thighs and followed them upward burrowing beneath the fabric until I found
the cause of the tent.

I took his dick into my mouth and slowly blew him.  I stopped only briefly
to work his nut sac.  Then I withdrew from the confines of his robe and
helped him up.  When he was standing, I pulled the garment off of him
revealing his bare body.  He reached out and softly stroked by cock a few
times before I pointed toward the shower with my head.

We walked to the bathroom and entered the shower as soon as the water was
the right temperature.  As soon as he was in, he was pushing me against the
wall which surprised me a bit, and then hit head swiftly lowered to my rod.
I shivered in spite of the heat from the water as his mouth engulfed my
meat.

I eased into a better position that was more comfortable as I let my
dark-skinned boy work my rod.  I rested my hand on the back of his wet
head, and I slowly urged his head down more trying to get as much of my
hard meat into his throat as possible.

His hands gripped the back of my hairy legs as he devoured my cock.

"Yeah, Fazi!  Suck my dick boy!" I said as I began moving my hips back and
forth.

I had to force myself to allow him to continue slowly blowing me.  However,
soon the water was losing its heat.  So I stopped him and turned off the
water.  We quickly dried each other off and moved to the bed.  I lay down,
and he jumped onto the bed and immediately returned my dick to his hungry
throat.

Equally hungry I rolled him onto his side, almost onto his back, and began
pumping my dick in his mouth as I took his small cock into my own.  We
sucked each other eagerly.

He was the first to cum.  He paused only momentarily as his orgasm surged
and then continued working my meat.  I rolled onto my back as he dutifully
followed my wood.

By the time I came, I had both of my hands on his head.  He almost had my
entire cock in his mouth this time.  I had to grip the sheets as he
swallowed my load, my cock buried deep in his throat.  "Yes baby!  YES!" I
said as he swallowed my jizz.

When he had milked me dry, we got under the sheets into a spooning
position, and I fell asleep faster than I probably ever had.

The next morning I woke up alone.  Fazi was sitting in the living room
practicing reading English quietly.  I tousled his hair as we said good
morning to each other.

We had to do some things after breakfast, and it was my turn to practice
his language.  He laughed at my attempts a few times, and I shot him a
dirty look.

After lunch it was time to head into the village for some exploring.  We
climbed into the jeep and started the bumpy journey.  About halfway to the
village, I noticed him rubbing his crotch.  My dick began responding, and
so I reflexively rubbed mine.

He smiled clearly satisfied.  Then he shifted in the seat and lifted his
legs up so that they rested on the dash.  Trying desperately to drive and
watch him at the same time, I saw him pull his caftan up his legs until it
was at his chest.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead.  "What are you doing Faz?" I asked him.

He only smiled and slowly stroked his hard dick.

I rubbed my groin again and saw him sit back up.

He then reached over to me and undid my zipper.

"Fazi, I'm driving!"

He fished my cock out and stroked it a few times before returning to his
seat.

Then he pivoted around, drawing his knees up onto the seat and once again
raised his caftan baring his backside.  He moved again so that his ass was
staring at me.  I couldn't help but reach over and feel his tight cheeks.
Keeping an eye on the road, I put my index finger in my mouth and wet it
really well and then began fingering his tight hole.

It was exquisite torture, and my cock twitched eagerly.  I spotted an
outcropping of rocks that would provide adequate shelter, and so I pulled
off the road and parked the car by the rocks.  By this time he was sitting
back in his seat but had completely stripped out of his robe.

I turned the car off, got out and rushed to his side as I undid my pants.
I opened his door, grabbed his legs and yanked them out so that he slid
onto the seat with his ass easily accessible.  I shoved my pants and boxers
down and rammed my cock inside him and began fucking him hard. I felt
completely unhinged.  And I loved it!

He moaned wildly as I continued pounding his hole.  Unfortunately, this
pace also meant it wouldn't be a long fuck, and sooner than I wanted my
cock was blasting my cum into his ass.

When his ass muscles gripped my dick, causing it to spasm, I playfully
slapped him on his ass.  "You sly fox!" I said as I bent down and kissed
him.