Date: Thu, 23 Nov 2006 17:07:27 -0800 (PST)
From: John Harlington <zanpaper@yahoo.com>
Subject: Paul Palmer's Apartment 002

Disclaimer: do not continue reading this work of fiction if you do not care
for fiction m/b or b/b literature. There are no real characters or
situations involved.

PART 002 Paul Palmer = 22 years old, short brown hair, blue eyes, fairly
muscular, boyish look, university graduate now recently completed his Med
Tech license. Living in an apartment.  Jon Albertson = 13 years old, brassy
hair that has highlights of blond, green eyes, medium build, slim, 100% all
boy.

CHAPTER - PAUL'S GUEST

Ginny was to bring Jon to Paul's apartment at 6:00 PM. It was dark. Night
had fallen.  Paul waits impatiently. He can hear the leaves rustling
outside in the parking lot. The clock moves too slowly.

Paul is almost dizzy he is so happy to soon have a boy in his
apartment. The viewing of Jon's color photo at the pool is burned into his
memory.  Paul prepares the best junk foods and sodas. He readies the PS3
and positions his digital cameras. He has remote controls at his beck and
call. He has fairly mastered one game "Blast World" of the new game
system. Paul goes to his bedroom to lift weights to define his young
biceps. He works out extra hard to gain the admiration of Jon. He lies down
on his bed with a bounce breathing hard. Paul brushes the brown hair out of
his eyes and pulls out one of Jon's boy's briefs. He places it on his head
covering his eyes.

"Oh man, the smell. That boy smell. He even smells hot." The musky boy
smell permeates the white briefs. Paul sniffs every chamber of the
briefs. Imagining Jon's fine young snake living in its home.

He takes it off and stretches the waist band. He examines the puckered out
front that must cradle the boy's dick. He finds the typical light yellow
stain from quick pee sessions before he runs off to play. He blushes when
his fingers run across the two circular crusty stains near the waist band.

"Could this be young cum? I wonder. He probably has wet dream at night,
wearing briefs."

He sniffs and examines. It flakes nicely. He sucks on both stains and they
become slightly sticky.  He can not tell if it is his spit or the
combination that makes the goo.  His mind races.

 "He might only be able to shoot clear fluid. Or maybe just have dry
orgasms. I wonder!?"

Then Paul discovers a hidden treasure. A very small and soft brownish blond
colored hair caught in the weave. Very soft and short. He delicately pulls
it out between his fingers and examines it with a nearby magnifying
glass. He smells it. He sucks on it between his tongue and teeth. He
clamors for some scent.

"An emerging pube? Does he have pubes? Or soft downy wisps? What a boy?! Or
maybe he is hairless. Well looking at how defined the briefs are in the
front, I would say he's got some hefty young dick growing there. Why am I
so in love with boy dick?"

Paul is highly excited and strokes his 22 year old 10 inch thick cock
furiously remembering Jon's color photo at the pool. He spurts and splats
into a special container.  He seals it and takes it to the kitchen. He
cleans up wiping his dripping cock with paper towels. He yawns walking back
to the bedroom scratching his noisy thick bush of pubes, his semi-hard man
cock wagging. He takes a 20 minute nap to refresh himself. Or so he
thinks. He sleeps soundly, as he usually does after spurting enormous
loads.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Huh? Huh? Whut? It's 6:15pm!"

Paul is startled and jumps up from his bed. Where did the time go? Someone
is at the apartment door. He quickly brushes his hair in place. Tucks his
endowed 22 year old cock down in his jeans. Fluffs out his Abercrombie
pullover. He answers the door barefooted.

"Hi Paul! Jon, this is Paul Palmer. He is a medical person at the strip
mall where I work dear. He's the one I have been telling you about!"

Jon is shy and quiet. He looks down. He looks up at Paul and smiles a
beautiful boy smile with dimples. "Uh, mom, when will you be back?" He
clings a bit to his mom.

Paul is SHOCKED by what he sees. The boy wears a heavy jacket as it is cold
outside.  But at first glance, he appears to be nude with long hairless
legs trailing down to sockless tennis shoes.The jacket looks like it was
expensive at one time, but obviously a Thrift Store special. The two enter
the warm apartment and the boy unzips the oversized long jacket to reveal
soft gray velour gym shorts that are also Thrift store era 1980.  They have
a dark stripe down each thigh but are V-shaped with a "sports high thigh"
sides. They are "short shorts" as the other boys call them. His young
developing, and apparently thick boy dick is flipped up in the snug soft
shorts. It leans heavily in a curve, the shaft and some of the head visible
beneath the grey cotton. This notion was always a welcome quandary to Paul,
as why boys this age think that their penis signature will be less, if it
is flipped up, rather than tucked down? Paul was not complaining.  Jon
wears a rock and roll heavy T-shirt, that is too short revealing his navel
and some of his stomach!  Paul feels his heart beating like a trip hammer
and finds himself embarrassed for thinking that for a moment the boy might
be naked wearing a jacket. He smiles and laughs to himself.

"Paul, Jon's clothes are still very damp from the laundry and he only had
these in his drawer. We had to run from our apartment to yours. Sorry about
the time. It is wonderful we live so close to each other. I didn't think
you would mind. Of course I would never let Jon wear these wash clothes set
if he was seeing his girlfriend." Mom pats his butt.

"Awwwwww mom! I don't have a girlfriend. Yuck."

"Oh no , not at all. GULP" Paul replied, clearing his throat. His voice
trembles with the sexual rages and heart pounding.

As Jon moves about looking at his mom, then Paul, his mom, then Paul,
during the conversation, Paul catches the wag of Jon's dick beneath the
soft grey shorts. The thick boy penis moves to the left and then right with
Jon's twisting motion. Paul thinks silently to himself "OMG! He's not
wearing underwear. OMG!"

As Jon looks down and about his drop dead gorgeous head of very light brown
hair reveals the perfect blond highlights. They feather back and have a
bowl cut effect as well.  The hair falls into his eyes and the boy brushes
the locks. He has nicely developing biceps but his arms are hairless and
soft. His chest appears nicely defined for almost 13 and he stands with
good posture. His thighs and legs are fairly muscular and hairless, from
all his sports with other boys in the complex. He runs every day.

"I am in such a rush. I thank you so much for looking after him till I get
back at midnight.  Lucky we live in the same apartment B building. I've
already fed him a small sandwich."

Jon smirks at his mom and mutters "A bread sandwich. Stale."

Ginny rubs the boy's head as if to say "you little scamp" and gives Paul a
cell phone contact number written on a card.

"Mom, I don't know if I want to (then Jon's eyes widens)......a Play
Station 3?? No way!  How did you get one? Awwwwwwesomeeeeeeee."

The boy bolts to the play station area and promptly sits down on a sofa
looking through the PS3 booklets. He rubs his fingers over the new play
system, oooing and awwwing.

"I don't think he will be bored. It will be fun having a game
partner. Enjoy your class Ginny." Both Paul and Ginny laugh.

The door closes and Paul sees the modest car squeal away.

Paul assumes a place on the floor and leans against the sofa while Jon
sits.

"You ever play 'Blast World'?" smirked Paul.

"Play? I've never gotten this close to a Play Station Three. I've heard
about it."

Two hours go by and Jon is amazed at Paul's dexterity and skill at playing
the High Definition action game. The HD Flat panel TV set comes alive with
the surround sound booming in the apartment. What an ice-breaker! The boy
is loving every minute of it. He really likes Paul and the jokes that are
told. They laugh and punch each other playfully.

Paul sits on the floor as Jon sits above on the sofa. Paul is taking
high-resolution photos from remote digital cameras (12 megapixels each) of
his guest. Jon's boy dick is flipped up and pokes nicely between his legs
and snug grey short shorts. One leg of the shorts rides up revealing half
his butt cheek, as the boy squeals and yells in delight at the game action.
As the boy rocks back and forth on the sofa, one smooth oval hairless ball
peeks out and is captured by Paul's quick digital cameras! Paul is amazed
at how large the ball is on the boy! Wow! Paul is recording the action. The
inseam of the short shorts often racks the boy's twin balls so he quickly
adjusts himself during the play of the game. The game is over.

Paul HOPS up next to Jon on the sofa and the two start a "war movie." Jon
is beaming with joy at his new best friend, Paul.  Paul feels the warmth of
the boy's thigh as they sit very close to each other.

"Grrrrrrrowwwwllll"

"Was that your stomach?" Paul asks.

"Yeh. I had a small sandwich my mom made."

"You like Chinese food?"

"Do I ever! My favorite!!"

"Ok, Jon. I will make some."

"Awesome. YAWN. And a Cola please."

Paul is glad the boy is making himself at home. He can tell the boy really
likes Paul. The feeling is very mutual. Paul has managed to get a few bicep
flexes in for the boy to oogle at as he walked by. 15 minutes go by.

"Here ya go my friend."

"Friends forever Paul." BITE SUCKS NOODLES SUCKS NOODLES

Paul sits eating his Chinese realizing he might explode seeing his young
cum maker slurp down his pile of noodles and goo.  Unknown to Jon, Paul
injected a fresh wad of his cum over the steaming noodles. The oozing thick
wad of white cum sinks into the Chinese meal, mixing perfectly with the
salty sweet combination.

SLURP!! SLURP !!  S Q U I S H !!!!!

Jon smiles as he looks at Paul sucking up the Chinese noodles and special
sauce. Sperm rolls down from Jon's lips and he wipes it with his hairless
forearm. He licks his forearm and then his fingers. His fingers are sticky
with strings of Paul's sperm but he methodically licks and sucks down each
salty string. He love's Chinese and had added Soy Sauce.

"Mmmm. That is good! I love the gooey egg like wad. Tastes so salty. Watch
this."  Jon hovers over the finished plate and gets the wad and sucks it up
and then lets it slowly ooze out of his lips almost to the plate, and then
sucks it back up again. He does this three times smiling.

Paul excuses himself as he barely makes it to the bathroom and explodes his
man cum into the sink. He spurts and spurts mightily. He knows his digital
cameras have recorded the scene. He can't wait to review the scene. He
knows he can't move too quickly with his new love. Jon's cum sucking
session with the wad of Paul's stuff was too much!

Paul cleans up and stands above his friend still seated at the small
kitchen table. It is getting late. A new Music Video roars on the cable
channel.

"Ooh man! That's my fav vid! Awesome! Awesome!"

Jon darts to the TV and starts dancing wildly back and forth to the antics
of the group on the music video. His mop head of blond hair flys
about. Paul joins the dance and imitates Jon. They laugh and laugh pointing
at each other. As Jon dances, his boy dick shifts wildly left and right in
the snug underless grey velour short shorts.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

They don't hear the knock over the roar of the television.

"Ah, that is sooooo sweet. Oh Paul" Ginny says as she enters the unlocked
apartment door.

"Oh Ginny! Didn't see ya. Come on in." Paul says blushingly.

"Hi mom! Paul is so cool! So awesome! We played Blast Attack on the PS3,
watched movies, had Chinese, and......"

"Ok ok ok Jon. Calm down. I have never seen him this excited. This is
wonderful."  Ginny responds.

"He's a great boy." (Paul says thinking it is good for Jon to be excited
and he wants to see more. He is in love with this boy.)

A half hour goes by with Paul and Ginny talking while Jon continues to flip
through the channels lounging on the sofa.

"Time to go Jon." Ginny says tossing the big jacket to the boy. THUP

"Awww mom. Do I have to? Can't I spend the night here?" The boy pleads.

"Uh no Jon. It's time for you to go home with your mom. But you are welcome
here anytime. I mean it. I will look for you! And if you need to spend the
night here sometime, it is ok by me. We've had a great time tonight and
look forward to playing, I mean, seeing you a whole lot more. I love
talking to you. I will help you anyway you need."  (Paul biting his tongue
as he really wanted the boy to spend the night, but not wanting to be
eagerly anxious on the first encounter.)

Jon stands up putting on the oversize jacket. Ginny is by the door
waiting. Jon adjusts himself looking into the kitchen, he tucks his almost
13 year old dick down one pant leg of the short shorts grimacing at the
snugness. The dick arches out in a pronounced curve, tucked down and Paul
quickly takes multi digital shots. The boy zips up the covering jacket.

"Good night Paul." Jon says with beaming wide eyes. He worships Paul now.

"Thanks again Paul. Maybe you could come over to our apartment for dinner
tomorrow night? We're having a science marathon of trying to teach Jon in
home school."

"Pleassssssse Paul! Pleasssse." Begs Jon as he sweeps the blond hair out of
his eyes.

"It was fun Ginny. I will be glad to come over to eat."

"Good Paul. Let's eat at my place at 6pm."

"Deal!" Paul says.  "Deal!" Jon says putting his hand on Paul's "Deal" says
Ginny with all three shaking hands.

NEXT CHAPTER - THE DINNER AT JON'S APARTMENT