Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2005 10:34:36 +0000 (GMT) From: Chaim <bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk> Subject: Playing Wild West 3 Playing `Wild West' PART 3 By Chaim bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk (M/b, beginning, underwear, oral, mild bondage) Special thanks to those who sent me a reaction. You have to be 16+ to read this. Yes, the story is without condoms. In real life you need them to stay alive. Comments and suggestions are very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk ----------------------------------- The last lines of Part 2 (Jonathan) ----------------------------------- Time stops for both of us as Chaim empties his first boy orgasm into my wet eager open mouth! Waves of excitement hit his little body. Higher and higher and begin to ebb as his cock spurts its last. Chaim's body shakes and he collapses into his bonds against the huge tree. His young body is spent. "Wow!" he exclaims finally, "I never dreamed anything like this could happen to me ever!" I showed his my open mouth, full of his boy sperm. I swallow his sweet load, look up at his red face and licking my lips smile, "Boy, you did great and your sperm taste great! Yes, I know, the first time is very special!" I see a little tear in his eye when he continues, "Jonathan, I'm so glad it was you!" "So am I," I assure him stroking his warm body. I bring my mouth to his and we kiss long and hard. I wince as the raging erection in my jeans protest the shift of my position. "What's wrong," Chaim asks as I pull away from him. "Boy, don't worry, we are not finished yet. It is just the case I have a little problem inside my jeans. Sorry, but I have to loosen my jeans. Can you stand that?" ------------------- Playing Wild West 3 Jonathan continues ------------------- "Untie me so I can do it! Please!" Chaim pleas. "OK. Can I trust you?" "Of course man, I give my word!" Kissing his sweat covered body I untie his bonds. With the rope loose, Chaim quickly sits on his knees and he takes my leather belt from my jeans. "Good boy, you may continue." With a happy smile on his face he opens my tight jeans button by button. I stroke his short blond hair when he opens them wide, pulling them down. He stops a moment, perhaps in surprise by finding my white bulging underwear. The wet spot of pre-cum at the top. I can see some hesitation on his face but after a second he brings his lips to the white cotton of my boxers. The boy kisses the head of my cock through the cotton and licks the wet spot slowly. His licking becomes sucking and it feels so great! I groan, "Good boy, you can go on now, I don't want to spent my boiling sperm in my boxers." With a quick smile which flashes across his face he lowers my white boxers below my heavy balls. He shows equal surprise and joy looking at my raging erection now open for his boy inspection. "Wow," he says, "You're so beautiful!" "You are the one, my boy, who is beautiful," I assure him. Chaim took my cock in both hands, slowly caressing it, feeling me up, and touching the tip where pre-cum is oozing. "What's this white stuff dripping from your cock?" he asks with a innocent voice. This wise boy has still a lot to learn. "It's called pre-cum, my Indian Warrior. It's the stuff that helps lubricate your cock when you fuck someone. But it is also very nice when you jerk off. I tasted yours, and it was really nice!" "Really?" he asked with a surprised voice. "Sure!" Chaim smears my pre-cum around the head of my cock then put his finger to his tongue, tasting it. "It taste strange, salty. Mm, well you taste good to me, Master!" he says with a grin on his face. "You jerk off, Jonathan?" "Yes of course I do. My dear boy, every boy does." I can hardly believe what is happening. I'm talking to this boy, my Chaim about sex. This is Wild West but I think has nothing to do with our role play. He puts his tongue out and licks the head of my cock, taking my hot pre-cum like cream! He continued licking, around my cock head, along the slit, and finally up the front of the shaft, along my piss tube. I make strange noises and I feel my breath is speeding up. Chaim is for sure a very oral boy! That brings me to an idea. "Boy put your hands behind your back." "Yes Boss, dear Jonathan." He follows my orders but there is a puzzled look on his face. I look down at Chaim, this beautiful boy on his knees in front of me he mouth open to take my big cock. I slap his smooth cheeks a few times, teasing him. I can see in his hungry eyes he wants my cock in his mouth. We want the same thing so I bring my cock-head to his small wet lips. Without hesitation he takes it in, there is no need to bring any pressure. Chaim wants it, he wants it all! "Oh my boy, that feels so good!" I exclaim as Chaim takes the head of my cock completely into his little mouth. His virgin tongue quickly is at work, trying to put into practice what he had learned from me only some time ago. He really is a quick and very good student! He drops out his position and Chaim holds my shaft with one hand and lets his other hand roam over my hairy stomach, down to my balls, which he cares and fondles. He is eager to explore every inch of my body. Like I did to him^Å his hands feel my skin and muscles. His hands move around to my ass cheeks. He pulls me toward him, encouraging me to thrust deeper in his mouth. Gingerly, I pushed in several inches. I feel the back of his hot throat against the head of my cock. I withdraw a few inches, so his tongue can play with my cock head and piss hole. It feels so great and the boy makes me so horny. "You are a great boy! But remember I told you to take a position sucking me, my boy. Do I have to tie your hands behind your back again?" To my surprise he says with a eager voice, "Yes, Master Jonathan, that will be the best way to serve you. That way I can only concentrate on your beautiful big cock." I smile to my early wise boy, he has unknown wisdom. With my hard cock waving in the air I tie his hands behind his back, leaning over him, spraying some drops of pre-cum on his shoulder. I bring my cock to his lips and he is sucking my cock in! The wet warmth of his little mouth make me so hot and eager. I put both my hands on Chaim his blond head and let my fingers wander over and through his very short blond hair. "That's so good, Chaim. Keep on sucking, my boy! Keep sucking!" I urge him on. He bobs his head up and down on my hard cock, tonguing my cock-head and the length of the shaft. I groan and feel my orgasm begin to built in my groin. I love this and know this great feeling. I will reach my limit in some seconds. Chaim slows down. "My boy, faster! Do it faster, suck my cock. Take it! Please, do it boy! Do it for me. I will reward you with my load." Chaim eagerly gives me his best, taking more of my cock into his mouth. I groan and stroke his soft hair. My cock was now going deep into his throat with each thrust, then back almost completely out of his mouth. Chaim starts to control his gag reflex. Taking me deep, deeper. With each deep thrust, his throat sucks my cock head in, milking me! On my back thrust, his lips and tongue applied a second, even greater vacuum to urge forth my boiling seed! This boy Chaim just a virgin only minutes before is sending me into realms of ecstasy I had never experienced before! His sucking is driving me to the brink of orgasm and holding me as his prisoner^Å I don't want him to force, I let him play his terrible horny play with my orgasm. But I am unable to reach orgasm as he paused, teasing me, withdrawing his tongue, counting as my passion froze in time, desperate for the next deep thrust. Using his tongue he brings me again to the very edge and I go wild! I stroke his blond hair like a wild animal and want to take him by his ears. I close my eyes and groan, "Take my load my boy! Chaim, this is all for you!" Finally, as his tongue hit my cock head with my upward stroke of his mouth, I went over the top and my cum gushed into his little boy mouth. Spurt after spurt is leaving my cock. Chaim sucks my hot load, swallowing it as I fill his little mouth. It is to much for him and it drops from the corners of his mouth to his chin, downwards to his chest and belly. As the last spasm of my body subside, I opened my eyes again and look down at him. His blond eye lashes are limp of sweat that had run down his forehead. He licks the last remains of cum from my cock as I withdraw it from his wet mouth. My boy Chaim swallows hard and coughs, his body trembles. It only takes seconds and he smiles again. "You are wonderful!" I whisper to him, "You have made me feel so good!" "You are wonderful too!" Chaim responded with a happy laugh and he continued shy, "I promised I would smoke your peace pipe. Now I'm ready to sign that Peace Treaty, as long as it means we can play `Cowboys and Indians' every day. Master Jonathan, please can you free my hands now." "Of course, sorry, I will." I untie his hands behind his back and take him in my arms. "We can play every day, my boy!" I exclaimed as he stood up. His kiss was especially sweet as the salty taste of my own cum mingled with the sweet after taste of his cum. We hold each another, letting the warm afterglow taking over. We went down into the grass, to rest. To warm naked spent bodies, a man and a boy and we both love it. Chaim whispers, "Hey, Jonathan. Wake up. We can't be in the dark this way out side." I opened my eyes and see Chaim his face close to mine. I am in love and love my little soldier, taking care of his big friend. I put my arms around his neck and lift my mouth to his. We kiss and kiss deep. Our lips come alive, exploring, embracing, the other's completely. I probe his mouth. I open my lips wider, eager to accept his hot, wet mouth muscle! Our tongues met, slipped around one another, and merged into a hot, mad tangle. We find his cotton lion cloth, my boxers, shirt and my jeans, my black leather boots. I give Chaim my lasso and leather boots to carry back, we will need it another time. We walk back naked to my little wooden house. It feels strange but very nice. I hold my boy by his naked shoulder giving him a hug sometimes. ----- Chaim ----- I feel great and strange at the same time. I never walked naked out doors and now I'm walking here with my hero Jonathan. Totally naked and I feel proud. His arm holds me and I feel save. The bitter-sweet-salty taste of his cum is still in my mouth. My body feels strange. When he sucked me I thought I would pee in his mouth, but the feeling was so intense^Å I understand it is cum. I can dance! I had my first orgasm. Big boys and Man have. Feeling a big boy know! Looking at Jonathan, feeling his warm big hand on my shoulder, I feel secure and good. I still wonder why a big man like him wants to play `Wild West' with me. Why do I always love to be tied up? Why I like to be the Indian, is that because I am a boy? Will I be a cowboy out of high school^Å lo, all boys at school want to be cowboys, if they want to play. They don't play with me anymore they are on their computers and want to hang around in the mall. We enter his wooden house and Jonathan is very practical. "What time do you have to be at home?" My answer is simple and eager, "Normally at dark, well there is not much around here, isn't it. Or do you want to want to walk up hill to the kibbutz, they are very orthodox `dati' and it is still sjabbath. Can you call my parents I will be later?" I look at Jonathan his face shows s big smile, "You want me to stay? Can I be some more time with you?" My heart is beating in my chest. I want him to let me stay. Jonathan grins, stroking my short hair he says, "Yes, I want to cook for you, and we need to talk a bit." We enter his house. "I will call Ima v'Av, my parents, telling them we have dinner and you will bring me home." Taking my mobile from my backpack, "Is that all right with you?" "Of course. Go ahead!" Jonathan walks to the shower and leaves the door wide open. My parents were glad for me, so that's no problem. I am sitting on the couch wandering what to do. I need a shower myself. Can I join him? "Hey, Chaim, don't spill the expensive water, get here." I rush to his little bathroom and without question Jonathan puts me in the shower. He shampoos my hair and washes me all over. I feel so good and very little in his strong hands. The warm water is rushing over our bodies. I can see Jonathan is getting hard again. My own little boy cock gets hard! We hug each other. "Thanks, Jonathan, my Boss." "You are very welcome, my boy. Bow over for me." Of course I do as told, willingly I expose my butt for him. I feel his strong hands on my cheeks. He is washing my behind pressing his finger at my little tight anus. If he wants he can enter me^Å well, he can do what he wants. My dream is just a dream. Jonathan slaps my ass cheeks. "Love you, you are great!" We dry each other and to he honest this is the first time I can see him naked all the way. He holds me close and I love to feel his warm skin on my skin. After some time, all my spots are dry. Man, Jonathan even dried me carefully between my butt cheeks. Jonathan takes me to his bedroom and he put on a fresh pair of white boxers. I just look. Jonathan is standing there. Powerful and so nice when he looks through his underwear to find a pair for me. Strange enough he had a weird pair of size S, which nearly glued on my body and the material is so thin you can see my cock through it. Jonathan strokes my body and smiles, "You are so beautiful!" We go to his kitchen and I have to be his boy again. I love this role, well, want to be his boy and I am doing willingly all those things I would never do at home. The meal is simple, but strange for me. We share a beer and Jonathan said, simple, "You can drink from my glass, you have tasted already all. So don't worry about a glass." Well, I tried some sips, but beer is not my thing. Jonathan brought some red wine and a coke for me. Jonathan sits at the table and spread his hairy legs wide for me. I sit on his lap, feeling his strong arms around my little body. We eat from one plate, I don't remember a thing, just his warm hairy body feels so great. Jonathan strokes me and I feel great. We wash the dishes together and Jonathan is kissing my neck and shoulders all the time. I feel his erection through his boxers at my back. Sitting on the couch we kiss^Å and I want to stay. I need him, my Jonathan. I drop to my knees and kiss his boner through the cotton of his white boxers. When I lick the head of his cock he kiss my short hair and he takes my head away. "Chaim, I will bring you back home." "Please Jonathan, let me stay! I want to stay with you." Comments an suggestions are very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk