From: an166744@anon.penet.fi
Reply-To: an166744@anon.penet.fi
Date: Sun, 26 Nov 1995 05:04:33 UTC
Subject: PRIVATE PRACTICE (1/3) [m/b]
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A PRIVATE PRACTICE    (man/boy)

Standard disclaimer, bla bla bla, if you are not an adult according to
the law, the government doesn't want you to have erotic
titillation and your mind shall remain virgin even though you've been
cumming for the last six years. Do not read this.

Furthermore, people who are easily offended, people who are not
interested in sex stories involving young boys and people on a crusade to
cleanse the world should NOT read this.

Whoever is left should be able to understand that this is only fantasy.

I did not write this. I'm posting it for somebody else. Hope you like
it. Send comments to an166744@anon.penet.fi


"A Private Practice"   written by BASE.               (11/95)

PART 1.

                    A PRIVATE PRACTICE

                           By Base

"You know, Jerry, you're taking a terrible risk.  Why are you here?"

   The man's voice was steady, nearly emotionless and mechanical.  He
looked down at the white pad nestled in his hands and not at all at the
thin blond boy seated on the wooden chair in front of his oak desk.

"Cause I wanna be approved...I want...I wanna `do it' with a big boy."
The child said in a quivering tone.  His deep blue eyes flashed his
insecurity and apprehension.

"And how long have you had these feelings...about wanting to have sex
with an older boy?"

"Forever" the kid responded without thinking.

"Forever??" The man said incredulously, "thats a long time, even for a
boy who's only 10 years old"

"It seems like a long time" the child agreed. "anyways, its all the
time I can remember".

"I see" said the man. "Have you ever `done it' with a boy your own age?"

"Just once.  I mean, just once time where we got naked and all"

"Tell me about it" the man said blandly.

   The small boy took a deep breath and shook his thick yellow hair.  He
put his chin into his fist and reached back into his memory. His voice
began in an uncertain tremor, but grew stronger and more playful as his
story unfolded.

"I guess it was 'bout three summers ago" said the boy, dreamily.  "His
name was Todd and he lived all the way down the block.  We were playing
in his yard, in a big pile of leaves. I liked Todd because he looked so
different from me.  I liked his sh nny black eyes mostly.  Anyways, we
started to wrestle and he kept squeezing me on the dick, through my
pants. I didn't really get it, except that it felt good and funny at
the same time. And it felt like Todd an' me had a secret now, all our
own.  Then my dick  got all hard and Todd just laughed and told me that
I had popped a boner.  Alls I knew was what that I didn't want Todd to
stop playing with it.  He didn't want to stop either, so we snuck into
his garage an' then he took my pants down and played with my dick
sum'more.  It felt so good and I was so surprised for him to see it all
naked and hard like it was. He pushed and pulled on my dick for a long
time and then undid his own pants and pushed them down.  `You do me
now' he said.  I looked at his boner and  couldn't believe it.  I put
my hand over his dick and squeezed `till he let out a yell.  `Not so
hard...just soft and easy, man' he said.  So I tried again and he
moaned `yeah...like that. That feels good'  Our pants fell all the way
down and Todd shuffled over real close to me.  He started playing with
my dick again and smiled at me.  It felt really warm and tickly all
over."

"Did you feel naughty??" the man interrupted.

"Yeah I guess so.  But I don't know why.  We didn't do anything bad,
did we??.  We were just playing sexy, thats all. And it felt really good."

"And then what happened?"

"Well, Todd pulled me close to him so that our dicks rubbed together and
that felt good too, so we took all our cloths off and rubbed around on
top of each other. It felt so good that I didn't even care about getting
dirty."

"And how did you feel about Todd after that?"

"I still liked him, I guess, but we had a fight right after and then he
moved away."

"Do you ever play with your penis, Jerry? When you're alone?"

"Yeah.  I learned that from some boys in the school shower.  They showed
off to all the other kids `an taught us how to do it. "

"Do you think of Todd when you do that?"

"Sometimes, but mostly I think of teenagers.  I...I like..."
The boy blushed red.

"Go ahead, Jerry...its better if you're honest.  I'll never tell anyone."

"I wanna do it with a big boy who has dick hair.  So thats what I think
about mostly.  Big boy's dicks with hair on them."

"I see" said the man, almost with disinterest.

"Exactly what do you want to do with a big boy, Jerry?"

"Well..." the child started to blush again.

"I promise..." the man said kindly, the only hint of emotion that had shown
in his monotone voice so far. "This will be our secret.  No one will ever
know anything we talk about"

"I wanna play with the hair.  I wanna feel it and run my fingers through it."

"Anything else?"

"Then I wanna lick the dick and the balls too. And I want the teenager to
lick mine and rub me all up and down."

"That sounds like fun, Jerry!" The man was smiling at him so that the boy
didn't feel so weird confessing his innermost fantasies.

"But don't you think you should wait until your older?? Until you can really
make a better decision about exactly what you want to do??"

"Why?" asked the child defensively? "I know what I wanna do!! Is it bad??
Am I bad for wanting to do it?"

"No, no, no...Not at all" The man said rapidly. "Its just important that you
understand what sex means."

"Its like a game" the boy said faintly. "like tickling each other"

"It can be" the man continued.  "But it can also be much more. When two people
love each other, its a lot more than just a tickling game."

   The boy looked at the man quizzically.

"Well, I don't wanna be `in love' with anyone.  I just wanna have fun and
learn about sex" he said.

"Maybe you're not ready for that kind of fun yet." the man said seriously.

"You can't tell me that!  No one can. I'll just `do it' on my own thats all.
I'll find a big boy or a man who wants to do it with me"  The little boy had
gotten annoyed and was losing his temper.

   The doctor looked down at his watch.  Twenty minutes had gone by.  Just
about the attention span of a 10 year old boy.

"Calm down Jerry. I didn't say `no way' I only said not today.  Can you come
back here next week?? Say around three thirty??" his voice did not betray the
fact that the boy's last comment had frightened him.

   The boy looked apprehensive. "Promise never to tell??" he almost begged.

"Never" the man said firmly.  "In fact, I was gonna make you promise
the same thing. You know, most people don't think you are old enough to
even be having this kind of talk with me.  We could get in a great deal
of trouble. We are both taking a big risk.  But Jerry, you would be
taking an even bigger risk if you just had sex with someone you didn't
know.  Promise me you'll wait till next week, okay? "

"Okay" The boy agreed.

"Great, Jerry. Thats all for today.  Thank you for coming and I'll see you
next week."

   The boy scooted out of the austere office.  Doctor Bruce Frakes
continued gazing down at his note pad.  How could he help but notice
what a beautiful child Jerry was.  His cock had been hard for the
entire session...from the minute the boy steppe into the room.  But
he had a professional obligation and ethics to maintain.  Although
Jerry was an exceptionally beautiful and intelligent child, and
tempted Frakes sorely, thats not why Frakes had started this special
practice. He knew he was risking everythi ng he had, but deep
inside, he also knew that he was doing what was right.

   The data was obvious to anyone with an open mind and had been for
over 20 years.  The stark reality was that many prepubescent
children were intensely sexual and deserved to have their questions
answered, their feelings validated and their legit mate erotic
desires fulfilled. It was really the repression of that sexuality
by adults who couldn't bare to think of children in sexual terms,
who didn't trust each other or themselves, that was abusive.  What
a horrible message society still broadcasted to chi ldren by
insisting that childhood sexuality was illegal, immoral and
disgusting. And Frakes was often horrified by the utter lack of
objectivity psychiatry still showed with regard to children and
their sexuality.  In fact, not only was all the professional
dialogue stifled, one sided and practically perverse, its utter
lack of scientific method and objective analysis was appalling. But
none the less, there it was. It was the twenty first century, well
over a hundred years after Freud had brought them all o ut of the
middle ages, and society was still teaching children that their sex
was a horrible sin.  Finally, Frakes and a very few others like
him, simply couldn't stand it any longer.  The devil with
consequences.  Enough was enough.  And so, he had started this very
private practice.  Oh, he knew better than to try and change the
world. Like Platos' enlightened cave man, he'd only end up with a
bashed skull.  But whatever good he could do, one boy at a time,
that was his passion now.  Of course, he had to  keep his regular
practice too.  He still had bills to pay and children have no
money. He never took a dime from his special services.

   Frakes picked up the phone and pushed the buttons deliberately.  The
soft purr was almost soothing to his ear.  His dick had shrunk back
to normal size and he felt relaxed, composed and professional once
again. He tapped the side of his head with he eraser tip of his
pencil as he waited.

"Hello"

"Hello, this is Dr. Frakes, may I please speak to Jonathan."

"Hi Dr. Frakes, its Jon..."

"Jonathan!  I didn't recognize your voice.  How are you?."

"Good.  I've been waiting for your call.  I hope you have some good
news for me."

"Maybe, son.  Can you come and see me tomorrow morning."

"Uh...well...I mean, sure. Uhh...yeah, I'll just cancel...Yes!  Of
course doctor."

"Fine. I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too Dr. Frakes.  I've been waiting for a long time".

"I know you have, son.  See you then."

"Thanks".

   Jonathan White was over 19 years old and was still sexually
confused.  Oh, had known that he was gay since he was 8 years old;
he'd been having sex with other guys since then.  But he was even
worse off than just being gay.  Jon had recently beco e aware that
he really liked little boys.  So while he was a very handsome young
man, and both guys and girls still came on to him often, he usually
held himself back. No one had really interested him in years, except
for a certain young man named Quentin, a ver y pretty high school
kid who had just moved in across the street. In contrast to Jon's
masculine, mediterranean appearance, Quentin was a skinny little
blond thing, a bit femmed out, and he took to making eyes at Jon
every chance he got.  And sometimes Jon even teased the kid back;
like the time he mowed the lawn in his bathing suite just to watch
the poor kid drool. Somewhere in his heart Jon knew that he felt
attracted to Quentin too, but at 17, Quentin was really another
young man.  Jon wanted a young bo y. Prepubescent little dicks and
balls were all he dreamed about.  The very smell of little boys
simply drove him wild with desire.  Yet, he had never acted on his
fantasies.  Shame and a choking fear had held always held him back.
And then, about a year ago, on the internet, he first heard of Dr.
Frakes.

   Jon's first meeting with Frakes was like a dream come true.  At
last, he had found a professional who understood, whom he could talk
to openly and honestly, who didn't try to stifle his most desperate
longing and who didn't think he was some sort of monster. In fact,
Jon never dreamed about hurting or tricking boys into anything.  All
his fantasies were centered on gently teaching a willing boy all
about the joys of sex. Jon wanted to see a kid's eyes light up with
magic over getting his tiny cocklette s ucked for the first time.
And Jon was wild about the idea of a young boy exploring his
teenaged body and training on his ample manhood. As the sessions
with Frakes unfolded, Jon stopped hating himself. At last he knew
that there was no evil in his heart. He only wanted to be with a boy
in a very special and very natural way. And only with a child who
wanted him, who needed him.  And lastly, Frakes convinced him to try
and forgive society for its limitations and primitive understanding
of human sexuality.   At least a part of him had tried forgiveness.
The other part still felt the same hot rage.  Jon was very honest
about that and yet Frakes had still selected him. Jon had been
waiting for nearly a year for Frakes to call with some good news.
Now that he had finally gotten the phone call, he would make it to
the doctor's office in the morning come hell or high water.


"Hi Dr. Frakes."  Jon said softly as he entered the office.

"Jon!  Good to see you again. How have you been?"

"Fine Doctor, just fine.  Sooo..any good news for me?"

"I think so.  Maybe.  Are you sure you still want to go through
with this. Its a tremendous risk AND responsibility".

"More than ever".

"Good. I'm glad. I think I've met a boy who really needs you".

"uh hu...go on".

"His name is Jerry.  He's a very cute 10 years old boy and it seems to
me that you two might complement each other very well."

"That sounds perfect!"

"Well, I don't know about `perfect', Jon, but Jerry is a very nice, very
bright boy who I think would benefit tremendously if a young man like
yourself took an interest in him."

"Cool. I'd be happy to!  Where does he live?"

"Not far.  I know this is exciting for you Jon, but I'm not sure that
Jerry is ready just yet.  I need to have at least another session with
him first.  Look, do you have a photo of yourself that you can give me?"

"Sure...but not on me."

"No, no.  Just mail it to my office tomorrow. I won't see Jerry again for
another few days anyway.  I'll call you after I've had another meeting with
the boy".

   Excitement wasn't the word!  Jon had been fantasizing for YEARS about
this. And now it looked like it might really happen!  He could hardly
believe it!  A cute ten year old boy!  Whoa!  He tried to imagine
what the kid might look like. Did he have freckles and a cute little
button nose?? Dr. Frakes had said he was cute. Ah, what the heck. How
could he NOT be??  All ten year old boys were cute!  Besides, the kid
NEEDED him!! And Frakes would be available to both of them, to help
and guide them.  Thank good ness for Dr. Frakes!  The days passes
like years. Poor Jon fairly waited by the phone.

   The small blond boy peeked around the wooden door and nervously stepped
into the office.

"Jerry!  Welcome back, young man!"

"Hi Dr. Frakes"  The boy was almost taken back by the emotion in the man's
voice which was so much in contrast to the monotone of the last session.
Today, Frakes really needed the boy to begin to trust him.

"I've got good news for you, son. You've been approved."

"Really!?" the kid squeaked in a high soprano voice.

"Really!" said Frakes "Does that make you happy?"

"Boy, does it ever!  When do I get to do it with a big boy??" the child
said impatiently.

"Well, thats going to be up to you, Jerry. But I think I know a young man
that you might be interested in meeting."

"You do?" the boy's voice fell to a whisper.

"Here. Take a look."

   Frakes handed the boy a small square photograph.  Jerry looked at the
smiling teenager.  The young man had soft brown hair and deep chocolate
eyes.  He was only wearing a swim suite and the boy could see his well
developed chest, wide brown nipples, and ripply stomach muscles. And
Jerry could see the teenager's inny belly button and the thin line of
hair that disappeared tantalizingly into his packed green speedos.  It
was the only bit of hair on the teenagers upper body.

"Whoa..." the boy said softly "He's really handsome!"

"Yes, he is very handsome.  But Jon is also a very nice young man. And
I have a feeling that he would really like you."

   The boy gulped hard "Me??"  The child said almost incredulously.

"Yes YOU!.  What do you think of that?"

"Gee...he's a really big boy! Would he NEVER tell?"

"No, I don't believe he ever would.  But listen Jerry, there is a risk,
you have to try and understand that.  Many adults would immediately
stop us and even put Jon and I in jail for a very long time.  And I
have to tell you, there is a big risk for you too. What do you think
your parents would do if they found out about this?"

   The boy's face grew white at the very mention of his parents.

"Omigosh, I can't even think how bad it would be."

"Thats sad, Jerry. Its very sad that your parents don't understand or
respect your needs. Its not that they don't love you or that they don't
want to understand, they just don't know how.  But thats not your
problem, son, its theirs.  Its just too b d that this has to be a
secret, but we can't change them, can we??

"Am I bad for wanting to do this Dr. Frakes?"

"No Jerry.  No, no, no!  Its perfectly normal, natural.  Sex is a good
thing, honey and you have a right to do whatever you want to do as
long as you don't hurt anyone or yourself, or trick anyone into doing
something that they don't want to do. Do ou understand?"

"I think so...but why doesn't everyone think like that? Why does everyone
try to make us kids feel bad for it??"

"AAAhhhhaaaa....Jerry, I wish to heaven I knew the answer to that
question, but I don't.  People are just very silly when it comes to
sex, thats all.  All I can tell you is that if you and Jon do get
together, we'll try and answer some of those ques ions for you.  And
you both have to promise to each other, like you and I promised, to
keep our secret."

   The boy smiled sadly and nodded his head so Frakes was convinced that
he understood.  The doctor smiled back at him.

"So what do you think, do you want to meet my friend Jon"?

   The child's smile turned almost wicked as he stared down at the square
photograph in his hand.

"Boy, Do I EVER!" he said.


PART 2.

   Jon's hands were sweaty and shaking as he rode the elevator up to
Frakes office.  He had nearly jumped out of his skin when his phone
finally rang and Frakes had asked him to come in and meet the boy
that saturday afternoon.  Now, he had butterfl es in his  stomach
and his teeth were chattering uncontrollably.  Man, he had never
been this nervous before in his life.  This Jerry kid, was this
child gonna be the boy of his dreams??  He still didn't know
anything about him except that Frakes thought he was cute.  He'd
find out everything in another few minutes.  The doors slid open and
the bell announced his floor.  Jon walked slowly toward Frakes'
office. He stopped in front of the wooden door, ran his fingers
through his hair, tucked his shirt neatly into his j eans, and
gulped heavily.  Jon rang the bell and in a few anxious seconds the
door buzzed open.  He walked in deliberately.  The first face he saw
was Frakes'. He was seated, as always, behind his huge oak desk.
And there, in front of the desk, but off to the far side of the
room, sitting next to another empty wooden chair, was a beautiful
young boy with thick yellow hair and freckly cheeks. The child
smiled nervously at him with sparkling blue eyes.

"Hello Jon" said Frakes gladly.  "I'd like you to meet my friend Jerry".

   The boy stood up and offered his hand.

"Hi" he said faintly.
"
"Hiya kiddo" the teenager smiled and clasped the child's small hand firmly.

"Please sit Jon...there... right next to Jerry"

   The two could hardly take their eyes off each other.

"So, gentleman, lets start by being honest with each other.  Jon, Jerry
saw your photo and decided that he wanted to meet you."

"I'm glad about that" said Jon "and I feel very lucky because  I see that
Jerry is a very beautiful boy".

   The child blushed red.

"Jerry, is that okay with you?  If Jon says that he thinks you're beautiful?"

"Yeah!  said the boy quickly "I think Jon is real handsome too!"

"And I think you two have a lot more in common than just that" said Frakes.

   The new friends looked gladly at each other.

"For one thing" Frakes continued "I think each of you has something that
the other needs, and secondly, I think that you're both ready to be very
special friends to each other.  Do you understand, Jerry?"

   The boy's face erupted in a knowing grin and he gazed playfully over at
Jon while he spoke "We're gonna do it together!" he said in a forbidden whisper.

   Jon's dick got hard immediately. GAWD, this kid was stunningly beautiful
and horny as hell!  Shit.  His whole body started to tingle.

"Only if thats what you both want" said Frakes seriously.

"Yeah!" said the boy softly.

"Oh wow" said Jon swallowing his words. He reached over and ran his fingers
through the boy's soft hair.  Goose bumps ran up and down Jerry's back
"Aw, Dr. Frakes, he's the most beautiful little kid I ever saw."

   Frakes smiled with satisfaction.  "Well, Jon, why don't you take Jerry
to my beach house.  I'll be in the city `till late tonight.  Would you like
that Jerry??"

   The small boy was nearly speechless, still gaping at the beautiful
teenager.  He just shook his head up and down.

   As the two new friends drove out of the parking lot, the excitement in
the car was nearly at the flash point.  Both Jon and Jerry were shivering
with anticipation.  Jon glanced longingly at the beautiful child.

"You sure about this, kiddo?"

"Yup.  Are you?"

"Oh, yeah...I'm sure. Man, you are sooo cute" Jon stroked the boy's soft
yellow hair again gently.

   But the boy couldn't take his eyes off the growing bulge in the
teenager's pants.

"Do you got a big hairy one?" Jerry asked in a whisper.

"Uh hu!" said Jon proudly. "Really big".

   The boy gulped hard.

"You can feel it if you want, while I'm driving.  If you can't wait anymore".

   Jerry giggled impishly. His quaking hand reached over and covered the
bulge in the teenager's pants.  His palm fell on the hard meat and it
throbbed through the fabric in grateful response.  The air fled out of
Jon's lungs when he felt the boy's sma l hand close on his cock.

"Can I pull your zipper down?" the kid squeaked.

"Sure.  But no more than that.  Geez, I don't wanna get us killed."

   The boy looked up at the teenager's handsome face.  He could hardly
wait to see him naked.  Jerry's fingers found the fly and yanked it
down it's curvy track.  A patch of white pushed out from under the blue
fabric. It was Jon's hot cock, veiled onl by a thin sheet of cotton
underwear. The bulge seemed to move and struggle vainly against its
confinement. The boy's little index finger stroked up and down on Jon's
pulsing organ. Shivers ran up and down Jon's back as the tingle in his
groin spread along his s pinal cord.

"That feels really good, Jerry" he moaned.

   The child grinned naughtily.

"So tell me what your dickie looks like, kid.  What am I gonna get to see."

"Well" the child began, still massaging Jon's cock. "Its got no hair on it,
an'  when it gets to be a boner, its about as big as my middle finger, an'
maybe a little thicker."

   Jon's cock nearly burst through his Calvin Kleins at the very idea.

"An' I got it circumcised when I was a baby."

"hmmm...me too." Jon interrupted. "but mine is about 9 inches big and that
fat" he said, making an "ok" sign to demonstrate the circumference of his
cock for the boy.

"Whoa! I can't wait to see it!"

"Well, we're almost there, Kiddo.  But you're doing such a good job right
now, I almost don't wanna stop"

"Hehehe" the boy laughed. "does it still feel good?"

"Real good!" Jon grinned at the horny boy.

   Jon pulled into the drive way and as soon as the engine stopped, the
wailing gulls and crashing surf filled the salty air with the music
of the sea.  Jon looked into the immense sky as they strode into the
house.  The afternoon was becoming like a fairy tale.

   The young boy peeked around at the fine wicker furnishings and
strange art that hung on the white walls.  Then, he looked back at
Jon.  The very atmosphere was electric.  The teenager's scent, like
some fruity after shave lotion, seemed to fill t e boy's lungs and
the photographic image of Jon's muscular body he had seen in Dr.
Frakes office flashed before his mind.  Jon smiled down at him.
Man, this was gonna be great!   Shit, this kid was gorgeous.  He
could hardly believe his luck.

   The new friends felt strangely at home in Frakes living room. They
turned on the lights dimly and lowered the window shades, closing
out the world's savage judgement. All at once, the boy's eyes fell
square on the liquor cabinet and the bottles o whiskey on display.

"Hey, lets have a drink!" the boy said mischievously.

"Nah" said Jon, with a twinge of disgust. "I don't want that stuff.
Booze and sex don't go together at all."

"But thats what I always see on TV and in the movies" the boy protested.

"I know, but Jerry, I really, really like you, kiddo. And I want this
afternoon to be really special.  I want you to remember everything we say
and do so that when you get big, you can think about me and about the hot
times we had together.  Booze will make you forget it all.  And worse,
if we drink, we might do something we'll feel bad about later.  Booze and
sex really don't go together at all, Champ." Jon finished firmly.

"Okay." said the boy thoughtfully.  Whaddya wanna do first?"

"Hmmmm, I wanna see you naked first!" said Jon playfully. Will you take
your clothes off for me?" "All naked, or just down to my undies?" "Oh,
ALL naked!" "huuu...okay." said the boy shyly. "Unless you want me to go
first" said Jon. "No...its okay...I'll go first" and the boy's face lit
up with a priceless little smile.

   Jerry unbuttoned his shirt slowly, relishing the anticipation in Jon's
face.  His fingers released each button teasingly.  Jon started
breathing hard as the boy's white chest was slowly revealed.  The boy's
eyes glowed with delight as he perceived t e look of longing on the
teenager's face.  As he removed his shirt and flexed his tiny pink boy
tits, Jerry at last understood that Jon was as turned on by his own
boyishness as he was by the teenagers manhood.  His little cock got
hard as bone.

"Want me to do my pants now?" the boy asked seductively.

"Yeess please!" Jon begged.

   With a smile and a giggle, Jerry began to strip out of his pants. He
pulled his zipper down slowly, teasing the drooling teenager. His
underwear were red Calvin Klein's and as the boy peeled off his pants,
Jon thought Jerry's boyish body the perfect model for them.  His round
butt filled them nicely and the little bulge in his crotch made the
most erotic shape Jon had ever seen. Jerry's thin waste and adorable
outtie belly button nearly made Jon cream his pants. GAWD, this kid was
sooo beautiful, if his thr obbing cock didn't explode it was gonna be a
marvel.

"Here comes my dick..."

"oh my god..." was all Jon could squeak out as the boy's fingers slipped
inside the elastic band and pushed down the red fabric.

"Its already a boner" the boy said obviously as he wiggled out of his undies.

   The boy's hard cock seemed to get stuck in a fold of fabric traveling
down his skinny legs, but with a barely audible huff, the boy freed
himself. His cock sprang out and his tiny balls fell loosely between
his legs.  There wasn't a hair on the kid' groin.  Jon nearly passed
out.  The boy's cock was flawless.  A perfect little rod with a tiny
helmet head and a miraculous, almost smiling pee slit.  And his sac,
with it's two little inhabitants, completed the most sensual form that
Jon could have imagined.   He was speechless, enthralled by the boyish
splendor before him.

"Well, there it is" the boy said happily and he wiggled his genitals by
swinging his hips slightly from side to side. "Thats my dick".

   Almost religiously, Jon fell to his knees.

"C'mere" he said softly.

   The naked boy obeyed and seemed to glide across the room until his cock
was only a few inches from the kneeling teenager.

"Oh, Jerry" he said, practically speaking to the boy's hard cock.

"Man, you are the most beautiful creature I've ever seen".

"Ya mean my dick?" the boy said in wonder.

"Oh, no Kiddo." the teen said, looking up into the boy's perplexed eyes.
"No, I mean all of you. I've never seen a naked boy in real life.  I...I
just can't believe it" Jon stuttered.

   Little Jerry smiled with pride.

"Jerry, there are sooo many things I wanna do with you. Oh, to make you
feel sooo good."  Jon raised a trembling hand to the immaculate boy cock.
"Can..can I..."
"Sure!  The boy answered before Jon could finish his question.

   The teenager ran the side of his quivering index finger ever so lightly
under the cock head and stroked the shaft down to the kid's nuts.  The boy
cock throbbed and pulsed in response.

"oooooooowwwwww" the boy sighed faintly.

"Why don't we get you onto the bed" Jon whispered.

"Ain't you gonna get naked too?" the boy squeaked.

"I sure am, kiddo. Lets go!"

   Jon brought the naked boy into the next room and laid him down on the
bed.  The kid sat up against the wicker head board with his legs spread
wide so that his pulsing boy boner bounced up and down off his flat
belly.  The tip of his dick head just a out made it to his adorable
little navel.


"Okay, Jerry" Jon said standing just at the foot of the bed. "It's my turn
to strip for you now."

"Whoa..." the boy managed as he exhaled.

   Jon unbuttoned his shirt, intent on returning the boy's breathtaking
performance.  The naked child gulped and licked his lips.  The teenaged
chest was reveled, inch by inch, until Jon stood topless before him.
Not even the photograph Frakes had show him could have prepared young
Jerry for the titillating thrill of seeing Jon's chiseled, muscular
chest and rippled abdomen up close and in real life. The line of black
hairs that emanated just below his navel and dove down into this jeans
was much thicker than  it seemed in the photo and Jerry could also see
black hairs peaking over the top of the tight blue pants. Jon undid the
top button of his jeans.

"I'm gonna strip all at once for you, kiddo..so when I take my pants down,
my underwear are coming off too and my boner is gonna pop out at ya, okay??"

   But the boy didn't answer. His jaw was jammed open and he could barely
breath, let alone speak. Jon smiled at him.

"Here goes" he said as his hands pushed the fabric down.

   The teenaged cock seemed to explode out and fill the very room.  The
first thing the bewildered boy noticed was the thick mat of black hair
that grew just above the base of the enormous rod. Next the pulsing
head and quivering scrotum grabbed his at ention.  The boy's tongue
seemed too thick for his mouth and a flush of heat coursed through him.
All at once, his own hairless penis tingled and felt like tiny pleasure
needles were sticking out all around it.

   Jon stepped out of his cloths and sat naked next to the dazed
child. The kids eyes followed the teenaged cock and heavy balls and
remained glued on them. Jon spread his legs wide to give the boy a
good view of his equipment.  The child's head gr vitated to the
teenager's crotch until his little nose was centimeters from the
dick head. The smell of Jon's body invaded the boy's brain.  A
musty, manly, slightly sweet aroma would mean `hot sex' to little
Jerry from that day forward. He inhaled deeply. Jon's whole body
tingled as the boy began to imprint on his teenaged flesh.  Jerry's
gaze was like some new born spirit of lust feeding on the mere
vision of Jon's succulent body.  The boy's stare paused for a while
on each of teen's abdominal muscles and then considered each of his
brown nipples.  Finally, the boy's eyes looked right into Jon's
soul and in that endless mirror, the teenager perceived insatiable
desire, burning curiosity and a naive trust.

"I wanna `do it' with you Jon. Show me how to do sex"  Jerry's boyish
voice begged.

   Jon smiled sweetly at the boy.  He reached over and gently took
the stiff boy dick in his palm and closed his fingers around it. A
quiver ran through the child's body as the warm hand grasped his little cock.

"This is called a hand job" Jon explained as he began to masturbate the boy.

   The child's eyes glazed over with pleasure as he stared at the teenaged
fist gliding up and down his little dick.  The boy cock pulsed and throbbed
in Jon's giving hand. Jon felt the dick head expand into his own hot flesh.

"How's that feel Jerry?"

"Real good...ahhhhhh" the boy moaned.

"Now if I take my other hand and start playing with your balls, I bet that
would feel even better".

   Jerry just nodded his head.  Jon took his own suggestion and started to
stroke Jerry's hairless sac.  The sensations synergized so that all the
boy's groin felt like one expanse of tingly fun.  The best was the
spidery feeling of Jon's fingers tickl ng his delicate testicles.

"mmmmmmmmmmmooooohhhhhhhh" the boy puffed.

"hows that kiddo?"

"yyeaahhhhaaaaa"  Jerry's eyes were rolling from one side of his head to
the other.

   As the pleasure in his groin grew, the boy started to trust his hips
up, pushing his cock into Jerry's downward strokes.

"Take it slow, kiddo...not too much at once" Jon cautioned, releasing the
child's genitalia.

   The boy's eyes flashed at him almost angrily.

"Oh, don't stop" he panted. "Do me more!"

"First its my turn!" said Jon playfully. He leaned back and spread his
legs wide. "Show me what  you've learned."

   The boy smiled suddenly and happily began to demonstrate his lesson.
Jerry grasped Jon's hard cock in his hand and squeezed it.

"Like this?"

"Yeah...ohhh, yeah".

   The very sight of the boy's small hand wrapped round his big cock
nearly made Jon shoot his wad all over the kid.  But he held back.  There
was much more that he had to teach the boy first.

"Now pull up and down like I did to you...Yeah..thats it...squeeze it a
little when you pull up and let it go a little when you pull
down...don't pull too far up, just so my dick head can still peek out
from your fist...ohhhh yeah...that feels great kiddo....yeah...just
like that".

   The boy smiled, pleased with himself.

"Now play with my balls."

   The boy complied. His little fingers were like tickly waves of pure
rapture on Jon's testicles.

"Yeah...really good" he moaned.

   The boy began to improvise and to satisfy his own inner longings.
He ran his fingers up over Jon's balls and trough the thick mat of
pubic hair.

"Whoa!" the boy whispered.

   The luxurious softness of Jon's bush was as thrilling as the little
boy had imagined.

"Its so fluffy!" he said.

"Can I ...can I kiss it?" the boy whispered.

END of PART 2.