Date: Fri, 30 Aug 2002 04:40:21 +0000
From: Brad Goodman <bradgoodman30@hotmail.com>
Subject: Right or Wrong - Chapter 3
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As promised a special bonus chapter to this story before I merge it with
"Family of Four" in the bisexual adult/youth section. I decided to tell you
about James (the boy from camp) because I did promise it in chapter 1. I
love feed back and please feel free to email me.
If you want to know more about the Ryans please check out "Family of Four"
as I release chapter 12 on Saturday. If you like this story you will
definitely like that one.
Right or Wrong By: Brad Goodman
Chapter 3 Copyright August 2002
I was only 22 at the time and not more than a boy myself. I was
volunteering my time at the church I had grown up in and which my parents
still attended. I have always looked young for my age and probably looked
no more than 18 at the time. I had just completed my B.A. and was living
with my parents trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. One
thing I was sure of was that I loved volunteering with the middle school
youth group. I loved being around the boys playing and wrestling with
them. I chaperoned many trips to camps and other places as I got to shower
with and share space with many beautiful boys. One boy in particular,
James, had adopted me as his sere gate brother. He was a cute boy and he
always asked for me to baby sit him even when he was older. His parents had
me watch him quite regularly and I would sneak little peaks as he stripped
to take a shower or got ready for bed. He would dress and undress right in
front of me and pranced around his white cotton briefs regularly. He was
gorgeous and had almost no hair on his body. He was now 12 and stood about
5'1. He had short black hair but he also was very pale and white. I like
the pale white boys and find their milky smooth white skin irresistible. He
would pop a boner every now and then but I was always too afraid to do
anything or make the first move. He really enjoyed snuggling close to me
and he let everyone know I was his brother. Little lie but I was proud of
him too and never called him on it. I knew I was attracted to him but I did
not know how to handle the situation. That is until the summer when we took
a trip to a really cool state park with the youth group. We had a cabin for
me and the eight boys who went. The other adults shared a cabin about 50
feet away. They all trusted me and still thought of me as one of the boys
and left me to play the role of guardian each night. I loved it because we
had a large open shower room and I got to enjoy the sights of eight nice
looking boys naked every night. I would find myself jerking my cock in a
stall every night after watching the buffet of boy flesh in the shower. It
was an awesome time for me.
One day James said he did not feel well and could not go down the river. I
stayed behind at the cabin with him and we started playing cards. Our talk
quickly moved to sex as James always asked me questions and finally he asked
the big one. "Have you ever done it with a girl?" I was stunned at first
but I did not lie and told him "No, Have you?" He giggled and shook his
head no. We made a little more small talk and then he asked "Have you ever
done it with a boy?" Now my jaw dropped and I was not sure what to say. I
collected my thoughts and asked "If I had would you think less of me?"
James shook his head no and he asked again. I told him when I was his age
that I had messed around with another boy, but I did not want to tell him I
had just stopped messing around with that boy. He said "I want to mess
around with a guy I know but I don't want him to think I am gay." I told
him it was not gay for him to experiment with boys he liked as that was a
good way to learn. "What about older boys?" he inquired. "I don't see why
not, they could teach you some cool things." I was hoping and praying he
would ask to do stuff with me as I fantasized about it all the time.
Finally he said "I got a big boner and my balls ache right now." I told him
that s because he hasn't gotten off lately and if he just masturbated he
would be fine. "Will you help me or teach me how to do it better." I was
in heaven now and I said "Let's see what you got." With that he leapt up
and pushed his shorts and underpants off and let them slid down his little
smooth legs and then kicked them to the side. I was sporting wood and I
almost exploded when I saw his big five inch pecker pop out. He was so
small and skinny it looked huge against his frame. It was uncut and a
rarity for boys born in the early eighties. He lifted his shirt up and then
wiggled out of it. I was eyeing him up and down. He could see my
excitement as my shorts were straining to hold my erection. "Show me yours,
take off your clothes." I could not wait and was up and stripping in front
of him exposing my man meat to him. It was hard and dripping pre-cum.
James stared in awe at it and I was really thinking of what to do with him.
We went to the nearest bed and plopped down. We were sitting side by side
and finally I reached out and grabbed his shaft. I began to stroke it up
and down and he let out a little moan. He was a quick study and within a
few minutes he was returning the favor stroking my cock with a good pace.
His soft warm hand sent electrical shock waves through my body. I picked up
the pace and he was getting close. He stopped stroking my cock and laid
back to enjoy his treatment.
He was breathing rapidly and I was stroking quite hard making sure to rub
over his head and slide his foreskin over it repeatedly. He was moaning and
panting. "Oh god, it feels so good, I am so close." He continued to moan
and I stroked his slender shaft drawing his foreskin up and down over his
head. I watched as his mushroom topped warrior kept poking out at me and it
seemed to be smiling. I was turned on by the sight of his cock head
disappearing and reappearing over and over. Soon he had enough and he shot
a little watery cum right up which must have squirted only about an inch
above his slit. It quickly dropped, landing right where his pubes were ever
so slightly beginning to grow. He had about 10 hairs coming in as black as
the hair on his head. It was awesome to see. The cum was thin and watery
and he had only one good shot. It was enough and I leaned down to taste his
seed and found it quite watery with a hint of salty flavoring. I pulled his
foreskin down exposing his head as I went to enjoy his boy cum and licked
his tip clean of any residue. He squirmed and convulsed when I did this and
said "That was fucking awesome." I was so horny and he was just lying their
naked so I rolled him on his stomach placed my cock in his cheeks and began
to hump his little ass. He just laid there breathing heavily as I humped my
cock in the middle of his two little globes. They were quite firm and I was
rubbing right in his crack as quickly as I could. When my balls pulled
tight to me I knew it would not be much longer. My breathing was quite
rapid and I was in heaven. The feeling of his firm smooth globes was
sending electricity through my body. I shot my first volley and it landed
three inches up just at the top of his ass. The second, third and fourth
shots splashed on his back and the fifth and sixth shots landed between his
shoulder blades. It looked so hot to see my cum rolling down his back and
sprayed all over him. I rubbed it in, sliding my hands all over his smooth
tight little back. He really enjoyed the massage. I fell beside him and he
and I lay there with James pressing his little frame tightly to me. After
about 30 minutes we heard the van pull up and had to get dressed. We never
got another opportunity to try anything else as his father got transferred
about two weeks later. He wrote me letters for several years and he always
told me about how he wished we could have done more stuff together. So do
I. I learned just how special a relationship can be for a boy and a man and
just how much it means to them. I always cherish our times together but the
one moment we shared in a lover's embrace will last a lifetime for both of
us.
To be continued.....Just check out Family of Four in the bisexual
adult/youth section for the rest.