Date: Fri, 14 Oct 2005 12:35:44 -0700
From: Boystory <boystory@comcast.net>
Subject: Satyr-Boy-8

Well here's the next installment of "Satyr Boy".  It details the
characters ongoing sexual experiences.

As usual, if you're under 18, or in the company of someone under 18,
then please do not download or read this story.  The depictions in this
story involve sexual contact between a boy and an adult male.  The time
frame for these stories is during the boy's 8th through 16th year, and
the men range from age 19 to 60.  Unlike my other stories, this story
is mainly about sexual conquest.  If that is not to your liking, then
please find another story to read.  Also, I should state that the
events herein are nothing more than fantasy.  Any resemblance to any
person alive or dead is purely coincidental.  None of the events herein
ever happened, not that some would be all that bad if they did, but...

I would love to hear feedback on this story from all of you.  All
emails will receive a response (except blatant flames).  You can email
me at boystory@comcast.net.

I want to thank one of my friends from the #niftywriters room for his
assistance in editing this chapter.  He knows who he is.  Thanks!

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 Hope you enjoy this installment of "Satyr Boy"

Lenny boystory@comcast.net

"S A T Y R - B O Y" CHAPTER 8 -- Known to be easy

Hi.  It simply amazes me  that all of you keep coming back.  As you all
know by now, my name is Daniel, and this is my story.  In the previous
chapters I have discussed various men that I had been sexual with.
This chapter describes what can happen when you develop a "reputation".
Please enjoy this installment.

 # # #

Well, I made it to my 12th birthday.  I had been having sex for almost 4
years and have probably had more than 30 partners in that time.  I was
still having sex on a regular basis with Jonathan and my neighbor, in
addition to some other "regulars".

It seemed that I had no shortage of men to choose from.  Sexually, I
was a very sated boy.  Nothing really special happened for a while
during that year, well, that is until my first cum with my neighbor
about 3 months after I turned 12.

I was walking through the local shopping mall one day when I was
approached by a man.  He was about 40 or so and came up to me and asked
if my name was Daniel.  I looked at him and for some reason decided he
was okay.

I replied that Daniel was in fact my name and I saw a smile break out
on his face.  He invited me to the food park to get something to eat.
I accepted his offer, and we walked to the food park.  On the way, he
took my hand, just holding it tenderly.  I really liked the feeling.

I had accepted the fact that I was gay and had even come out to my
mother.  She was accepting of me, but told me that she was still
worried about me.  She said it wasn't easy for gay people in our
society.

We arrived at the food park, and he introduced himself as Michael.  He
told me that he was 33 years old, and was a bachelor.  He said that I
must be wondering how he knew my name.  I thought it was a little funny
that he did, so I told him that I had been curious.

He told me that he had been hearing around that there was a boy who was
very interested in sex.  Sex with adult men.  This shocked me a little
because it seems that I had developed a bit of a reputation.  How many
men knew of me?  Was Michael one of those men who I had to worry about?
Was he the kind of guy who would try to hurt me?

I wasn't sure whether to run or listen to what he had to say.  He must
have noticed by my body language that I was about to turn and run
because he gently put a hand on my shoulder.  It was the type of touch
that conveyed gentleness, not hostility.

I relaxed a bit, and asked him who he had heard this from and what made
him think that I was "this boy".  He smiled at this and said that a
friend of his had told him about having sex with a boy of around 12
years old.  He told me that his friend wasn't even looking for it, but
the boy came on to him.  He said that he met the boy in the local mall
bathroom.

He recounted the fact that he had been hanging around the mall for
several weeks, most of the time going to the bathroom when a boy of
about the same age entered.  He was afraid that the security at the
mall would figure out that he was looking for a boy to have sex with,
so he stayed away for a long while.

A bit later, he told me, that he and his friend had been here, at the
mall, when his friend saw me walking up the asile.  He told Michael
that I was the boy he had been with.  Michael took in my appearance so
he would be able to recognize me the next time he saw me.

He stayed away from the mall for 2 more weeks and today, being a
Saturday, he figured he would come back hoping to find me.  He said he
was very excited to have seen me almost immediately after he arrived.

He then asked me something that really surprised me.  He asked me if he
could have sex with me and he offered to pay me $100 for it.  I had
never even considered taking money for having sex.  To me, it just felt
wrong.  After all, I wasn't a whore-boy.

I told him that I would not accept any money.  I enjoyed the sex and
that was the benefit I got from it.  He smiled, knowing that this
comment had more than one meaning.  First, he knew that I was going to
allow him to have sex with me.  Second, he knew he could keep his $100.

He asked me how it usually worked.  I laughed and said, well, first we
find a place to go.  Then, we get naked.  Then we have sex.  He laughed
and said, that we could go to his house.

I finished my lunch, which, I let him pay for, and we got up and walked
to his car.  He had a very nice car.  It was the first time I had ever
seen a Ferrari up close, let alone be able to ride in one.

We zoomed through the town and finally arrived at his house about 20
minutes later.  He had a very nice house.  It was in one of those
private, gated communities.  I thought to myself that Michael must be
really rich.

We went inside and he offered me something to drink.  I declined and
told him the only thing I really wanted to drink was some of his cum.
All this talk of sex had made me very horny.

He smiled, and said we could go up to his bedroom.  I noticed a very
prominent bulge in his shorts, and felt my own dick begin to harden.
He took my hand and walked me up the stairs to his bedroom.

His bedroom was huge.  It seemed to me that it was about as big as my
entire house.  It even had a Jacuzzi in it.  I immediately began to
strip.  When I was naked, I stood in all my glory allowing him to see
what I had to offer.  My dick was now almost 5" long when it was hard,
and I had some pubic hair.  Not much, but I liked the way it looked.

I walked up to him and he bent over and kissed me.  His hands roamed
over my body, caressing me gently.  I began to unbutton his shirt.  I
proceeded to slowly undress him until he was as naked as I was.  We
kissed again and I had the opportunity to rub on his body as well.

I spied the Jacuzzi and he must have noticed and asked me if I would
like for us to get in and relax a bit.  Well, I wanted to get in the
Jacuzzi, but I had no intentions of relaxing.  He turned on the jets
and adjusted the temperature to 102 degrees.  We slipped into the
water.

He sat on the bench inside the tub.  I sat right next to him.  We
kissed a bit more.  The water felt really nice and I decided to add my
own heat to the water. I maneuvered myself until I was sitting on his
lap.  I felt his hard cock, which wasn't much bigger than mine
actually, nestled against my butt.  I wiggled my butt a little and felt
him squirm.  I think I was really turning him on, because his kisses
became more aggressive.

I turned around so I was facing him.  I lifted my hips, grabbed his
cock to hold it, and impaled myself on it.  I slowly slipped down,
driving his cock deep inside me.  Once he was fully inside me, I kissed
him hard.

I could hear him whimpering.  Almost crying.  I guess he was enjoying
the feeling of his cock inside me.  I began to squeeze his cock with
the muscles in my ass.  He broke the kiss, and let out a moan, almost
like he was in pain.  I figured he wouldn't last very long, so I began
to slowly raise myself and lower myself effectively fucking myself with
his cock.

Only about 2 minutes after this, I could feel him swelling even more
inside me and knew he was about to blow.  He grabbed my hips and pulled
me down firmly onto his lap.  I could feel him cumming inside me as he
let out a scream like he was being murdered.

He finished his orgasm, and I could feel him softening inside me.  The
look he gave me was one of awe.  I nuzzled his neck, just letting him
feel me close to him.  To reassure him that it wasn't a dream.  He
hugged me tightly.

We relaxed like that in the tub for about a half an hour before I got
out of the Jacuzzi.  I still hadn't gotten off yet, and my dick was
still rock hard.  I was actually a little disappointed that during the
time I had been sitting on his lap after he had cum, he didn't even
touch my dick or balls.  He just hugged me like I was a puppy.

I went over to his bed and lied down.  A few minutes later, he lied
down behind me, spooning closely.  In hushed voices we talked.  I asked
him if he had ever been with a boy before, to which he replied that he
had been having fantasies about it for many years, but had never
actually done it.  I told him that I assumed that he was gay because I
didn't know many men over 30 that weren't gay if they weren't married
by then.

He told me that he had been married for 5 years, but came to the
realization that he liked men more than women so they ended the
marriage.  She moved off and married some other guy, and he began
having sex with men.  This was before AIDS and I wasn't particularly
worried about catching anything, so I wasn't worried that we had sex
without any "protection".

I told him that I was really horny.  He heard this and got really
upset.  He said something like "Oh my god, I haven't let you cum yet.
I'm so sorry Daniel."  He immediately reached down and began to fondle
my dick.

He rolled me on my back, and began to kiss me all over my body, while
still just holding and caressing my five or so inches.  He got down to
my groin and began to lick on my ballsac.  It really felt wonderful to
me.  I began to moan softly at his ministrations.  After a few minutes
of paying attention to my balls, he released my dick and moved up so
his mouth was over it.  He proceeded to slide my dick into his warm,
wet mouth.

He began sucking on me and I thought he was very good at it.  It
probably was the best blowjob I had ever received.  It was even better
than Jonathan had ever given me and Jonathan was very accomplished at
that art.

It seemed that he could sense when I was about to cum, and he would
either back off, or stop completely.  He would wait until I had cooled
off before starting his assault back on my throbbing dick. He kept at
this for almost an hour.

At this point, I was literally begging him to let me cum.  I had sweat
all over my body, and was nearly in tears I was so excited.  He went
down on me again and I knew he was going to let me finish.

He sucked me for only about a minute before I felt the most powerful
orgasm I had ever felt to that point.  I came.  It felt like I must
have given him a gallon of cum because I shot about 8 times into his
sucking mouth.  He swallowed my offering.

When he had finished licking my dick clean, he came up and kissed me
deeply.  He drove his tongue into my mouth and I felt him pass some of
my cum on his tongue into my mouth.  This was the first time anyone had
ever done it and it was so very erotic to me.  I sucked on his tongue
loving my own taste mixed with that of his saliva.

We laid like that for some time.  I felt content.  After a while, he
asked me if he could make a request.  I looked into his eyes and told
him to ask, but I told him I might not let him do what he wanted.  He
asked me if I would fuck him.

I rolled him on his back.  I lifted his legs and bent down so my head
was facing his ass.  I could see his hairy hole and immediately stuck
my tongue to it, licking his hole.  I drove my tongue into him and he
moaned loudly.

After a while I had his hole very slick with my spit.  I sat up and he
reached under his pillow and brought out a tube of KY.  I took it and
began to lube up my erection.  I positioned myself at his entrance and
pushed in.  I went in easily.  I inserted myself slowly, pausing
periodically to allow him to get accustomed to me inside him.  After a
few minutes my sparse pubic hair was rubbing on his hairy ass.

I began to fuck.  I fucked him for about 20 minutes before I felt him
clench down on my dick.  He fired a stream of cum onto his own chest.
I guess he really liked what I was doing because he was literally
screaming my name.

The added pressure and sensations touched off my own orgasm and I
filled him with my seed.  I remained inside him when I was done and
leaned over to kiss him.  We kissed as my dick softened and popped out
of his ass and I whispered in his ear, "Now it's my turn."

While still in each other's arms, we rolled over.  He deftly lubed up
my ass with a finger, then two.  Lubed up his cock, which had hardened
again to my surprise.  After all, I expected that he would have to wait
a half an hour or so after cumming before he could go again.

He pushed his cock against my rosebud, and I relaxed, willing it to
open up for him.  I just love the feeling of a hard cock in my ass.  I
would be happy to have one inside me 24 hours a day.  He pushed into me
and paused.  I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him
forcefully.  The result was that with a few seconds, he was fully
inside me.  I urged him to fuck me, and fuck me hard.

He began ramming into me with a great amount of force.  So much so,
that when his hips connected with my body, my head was driven the few
inches to hit the headboard.  He fucked me for about 5 minutes before I
came again.  He was hitting my prostate hard with each thrust.  Moments
later, he screamed again and filled my ass with his seed.

Once we had both recovered we laid together.  We must have dozed off
because the next thing I knew it as almost 7:00pm.  I woke him up and
told him that I needed to use his phone.  He said to go ahead.  I
rolled over and grabbed the phone next to his bed and dialed my home
number.

I talked to my Mom and asked her if I could spend the rest of the
weekend at a friends house.  I think she realized that I wasn't talking
about a friend, but a "FRIEND", if you get my meaning.  She told me to
be careful and to be home on Sunday evening.  I thanked her and hung up
the phone.

Michael looked at me with shock.  He asked me whether this meant what
he thought it did.  I realized that I had acted without even consulting
him and began to apologize.  I said that I thought he would want me to
stay.  He laughed and said he would like nothing more.  We hugged.

We got out of bed and had a leisurely dinner that he prepared as I sat
at his kitchen table, naked, talking to him.  He prepared a salad,
something called "Steak Diane", which was very good and to this day is
one of my favorite meals, along with fresh sugar-snap peas, still in
the pod, of course.

We drank red wine.

After dinner, we went back upstairs and lied back down on the bed.  It
wasn't sexual, we just held each other.  We fell asleep this way.

I awoke the next morning feeling very content.  We spent the rest of
the weekend in his bedroom, leaving only to prepare and eat.  As I was
preparing to be taken home on Sunday afternoon, he surprised me.  He
handed me a box.  Inside the box was a necklace.  Nothing very fancy,
just a gold chain.  I accepted his gift.  As he was hugging me, he
whispered in my ear "I love you, Daniel."

I didn't tell him I loved him back.  I just hugged him and thanked him
for the gift.  We left the house and got into the Ferrari and he took
me home.  He dropped me off a block from my house and I walked the rest
of the way home.

Mom asked me if I had a good time, and I told her I did.  She never
asked me who I had been with.  I continued to see Michael as one of my
"Regulars" until I turned 16.  But I've already told you all that
everything changed then.  But you'll have to wait a while longer to
hear about that.

 # # #

Well, it seems that I had a reputation around town.  Men could have sex
with me.  That made life a bit easier when I came to finding partners.
There are only 3 more chapters to come in Satyr-Boy before I meet the
man who would change my life. I hope you enjoyed this installment.  A
new one will be out in a few days.

Well, be safe in all that you do, Until Next Time,

Daniel