Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2008 23:52:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Boylove Uboy <boyloveuboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Schoolboy Ditch Day    gay male  adult/youth

This is a fictional story depicting sex between a man and a boy.
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Lunch period rolled around only not too soon on this early June
Friday. The day seemed endless and so did my first year of Jr.
High. I was still a couple of weeks away from summer break and my
13th birthday that annually coincided with the end of the school
year.

As a very young and relatively inexperienced teen I found myself
struggling to fit in with the cool crowd or the sports jocks. I
am kind of awkward looking and although not what you would call
ugly, I have oddly long limbs for my height and weight. To make
matters even worse I am not very coordinated so I suck at sports.
All these things combined with the fact that I come from a very
humble family who can't afford to buy me the trendy clothes cool
kids wear, make it so I'm a bit of an outcast. Now that doesn't
mean I have no friends, it just means my friends are a lot like
me and not very much fun for the most part.

Today I wasn't much in the mood for school especially since
during first period I had learned of a poor grade on my science
final which I had worked really hard for. Needless to say I was
feeling down and bored to tears. As the end of lunch period
approached I saw an opportunity to get past the school security
and without thinking about it much I slipped past the unlocked
gate and down the road before getting caught. To ensure not being
seen I cut across the nature reserve and flood basin all the way
to the sports complex on the west side.

I was a good 3 miles from my house and about a mile from school
so I was feeling good about myself although a little guilty since
this was the first time that I had ever ditched school. There was
nobody out in the fields but at the nearby play ground a few
little kids played in the swings. At the west end near the public
restroom parking lot, there were three cars and one truck but no
one I can see from my vantage point. After a few minutes of
doodling on my folder cover I got a text message in my phone from
a cousin asking me to come over to his house for the weekend. I
didn't dare tell him I was ditching school so I just replied as
if no big deal. We exchanged a couple of text messages so finally
when I looked up I noticed a man sitting at a bench not far from
me. I was startled at first but when he smiled and said hello, I
figured he was ok.

He asked me my name, "Carlos" I replied. He said "nice to meet
you Carlos I'm Jim" and so I waved and smiled. He took a bite
from his sandwich and cracked open a can of pop. "Would you like
half of my sandwich" he asked. I just nodded and said "no thanks"
He insisted and then pulled another can of pop from his cooler
and asked "what about a soda?" I smiled and walked up to the
bench took it and said thanks again. He invited me to sit with
him and so I did. We talked for a little while about not a whole
hell of a lot. He asked random questions and I answered as best I
thought was good. He finally finished his lunch and excused
himself as he was to return to work. I thanked him again for the
soda and he walked back to his car and left.

As I started towards the trash bin near the public restroom, I
noticed the man in the blue truck was looking in my direction. I
looked over my shoulder and nobody was behind me so I just walk
up to the trash bin dumped my soda can and looked back to the
truck and he was still staring at me. I looked away and decided
to go in the restroom. I stood at the urinal stall when I heard
steps outside. A man walked in and stood next to me at the other
urinal stall. As I was finishing up my business I noticed that
the man kept shaking his penis as if having trouble taking a
piss. My curiosity got the best of me and as I looked over, I
noticed he was holding what looked to me like a full on boner. I
was startled and a bit embarrassed and although I wanted to zip
up and leave I found myself frozen and badly wanting to take
another look. My own dick was beginning to harden between my
fingers as I struggled to keep it down. I finally got hold of my
senses and slipped my hardening cock back into my jeans. As I
zipped back up I took a last glancing look at the man's dick and
my reaction surprised me as I felt lightheadedness and awe at the
site of his dark meat. I never looked up to see if he was looking
at me, I just walk away, washed up and left. As I walked away I
heard the distinct sound of a flushing urinal but just kept
walking.

I picked up my phone and pretended I was talking to someone as I
walked across the parking lot to the ball fields. I don't know
what I was thinking but I had to look back when I heard the sound
of the truck starting up the engine. I saw the reverse lights
flick on turned away and kept going. Not long after that the
truck drove past me slowly and still pretending to be on the
phone I looked at the driver and him at me. Just as I approached
the bleachers I noticed the truck had made a turn onto the next
row and was driving down towards me once again. This time the man
had the window rolled down and as he approached me he smiled and
asked if I wanted to go for a ride with him. I looked around and
although I knew he was talking to me I pretended not to hear.
Then he waved me up to the truck, I kept my phone to my ear the
entire time and once again he said, "come one let go for a ride".
I thought about it for a second the asked a stupid question. "In
your truck?" He smiled and replied "yes, come on" I reached for
the passenger side door and climbed on.

I know we are told never to go with strangers but for some
reason, this man did not make me feel afraid or threatened in any
way. I sat next to him and he asked me to buckle my seat belt. I
did as he asked as we drove away from the park not knowing where
we were heading. "I'm Carlos he said, what's your name?" I
laughed and answered, "you're not going to forget my name,
because is the same as yours" he inquired "really?" and then we
both laughed. He asked if I was ditching school and I said yes
and explained that I was bored and upset over a test result. He
reassured me and asked where I lived. I told him and he said he
lived somewhere near the park and asked if we could go to his
place for a little while and hang out. At this time I had an idea
of what he wanted and for some reason on this day I was ok with
taking a chance. I looked at him shrugged and said OK.

We pulled into a nice townhouse complex through a security gate
and up to his unit. He flicked the garage door open and soon we
were inside. As I stepped out of truck the garage door rolled
back down and near darkness engulfed the room. He waited for me
as I walked around the back of the truck, and held me by my
shoulders to the entry door. We walked up a short staircase to a
very nice decorated living room. I continued to follow him up to
the next level. His bedroom was dimly lit, the blinds drawn semi
open allowing light to filter through to see just enough detail.
The vanity area window was open and the blinds danced in the wind
creating long and short shadows throughout. I asked if I could
use the restroom and he pointed me in the direction. I closed the
door behind me and as I stood in front of the toilet, in my hand
I held a semi erect cock already begging with the anticipation of
the unknown. I could hardly squeeze a few drops out before I quit
and walked back out. Carlos was standing at the vanity drying his
hands and stepped away making room for me to wash my hands. He
waited until I was done and handed me a towel as he stood behind
me. I looked up to the full size mirror in front of me and felt
him step up right up to me, his left arm wrapped around the front
of my chest his right dropped down, his hand groped the
noticeable growth that filled my loose fitting jeans.

The feeling of his large hand fondling my fiery crotch send
shivers up and down my back, but when he kissed me in the back of
the neck my knees buckled. I was so wanting and willing to do
anything at this point that any uncertainty I might've had
disappeared as he made quick work of my belt buckle. I had no
clue as to what to expect nor did I even attempt to second guess
what I was experiencing. But when my jeans hit the floor and I
stood in front of that mirror looking at myself in my boxer
shorts wrapped in a man's embrace I started to tremble with lust
and anticipation. He continued to work his magic touch all over
my body and not long he was holding my fully nude body tight
against his. We never changed positions; he still stood behind me
and I in front of that mirror that revealed the entire experience
for my eyes to see.

The scent of his muscular body intermingled with mine produced a
kind of intoxicating aroma that drove me into total rapture. His
hands gently followed the contours of my thin small hairless body
from my narrow shoulders all the way down to my plentiful rear
end.
Carlos pushed softly on the middle of my back encouraging me to
bend down forward so he could have a better look at my smooth
round bubble. He ran his hands and fingers tenderly all over my
butt as he crouched out of sight behind me. I looked back over my
shoulder long enough to see him plant a series of long loving
kisses all over my butt cheeks. I was in sensory overload already
as I felt him grab my right ankle encouraging me to spread my
legs further open. After doing exactly what he wanted, what
happened next is something I'll never forget. His tongue ran up
my nut sack, through the scrotum all the way to my ass hole where
he buried his face piercing my hole repeatedly. At that moment I
felt I was ready to piss all over the place and had to reach back
and pushed his head away so I could gather myself for a minute.

Carlos asked if I was ok and I just replied that it was tickling
me and made me feel like I was going to pee. We both laughed and
he asked me not to worry if I did and to just relax my body and
enjoy the feeling. I turned back to my position and surrender
myself to his wishes. He continued to pleasure me with his tongue
to the point that my knees could no longer hold me but this never
slowed him down. Instead he turned me around and took my cock in
his mouth and started to suck me feverishly. I held his head
trying to pull him away as I felt bladder about to explode in his
mouth. I pleaded but he held me tight with his hands pressing
against my butt holding me with my cock buried in his face. When
he finally released me I exhaled in relief and my dick throbbed
begging to discharge. But even when I tried it was impossible, my
dick was so hard I could not relax long enough for the stream to
flow. After several failed attempts I returned to him. He stood
leaning against the vanity, his back to the mirror. When I got
close he took me by the arm, pulled me against his naked body and
planted then most amazing passionate kiss on my mouth. His tongue
slid past my willing lips and I sucked on it back and forth so
long I soon ran out of breath. He looked into my eyes and I felt
an overwhelming desire to give him the pleasure he had given me.
I caressed his chest and worked my way to my knees and while
holding his man cock in one hand I leaned forward took the
swollen knob into my mouth savoring the sweetness on the
plentiful pre-cum oozing from the tip.

I suck and licked as much of the shaft as I could to try and
emulate his every move as best I could. With my free hand I
caressed his large nut sack the felt heavy and warm. It wasn't
until I licked his balls that I realized how smooth and clean
they were. He certainly must shave them often to keep them so
soft and gorgeous. I licked them in long running strokes
alternating from one to the other. He had earlier taken both my
nuts in his mouth and tossed then around with his tongue like
they were marshmallows, however when I tried to do his, I was
lucky to get one of them in my mouth and even then struggled to
catch a breath. He held my head and pulled me further and further
down his shaft until he heard me gag, then he would release me
and we would start again. It wasn't long before we both got the
hang of it and I was able to take most of the entire length down
my throat and hold it for 20 seconds or more.

Carlos pulled me by my shoulders back up to my feet where we
again kissed and looked into each others eyes in a tight loving
embrace. He placed his hands just under my butt, picked me up and
turned around placing me atop the vanity counter. I loved not
only how his strong arms felt when he held me but also how tender
they caressed my body.
He reached over and pulled out a small clear container from the
cabinet. He poured some of the contents onto the palm of his hand
and then onto his throbbing meat pipe making it shinny, gooey and
slick. I looked up at him while in my mind thinking "Oh, oh!" He
looked at me with a reassuring smile that magically set my back
at ease. I trusted this man, why or how I can't say, I just knew
in my heart he wouldn't hurt me.

He asked me to spread my legs wider, so sitting as I was I pulled
forward and spread as wide as I could. He took his cock and slid
it right up to the crack of my ass and slowly pushed in until it
was caught between the crevice of my butt cheeks and the top of
the counter. In this position he started slow back and forth
stroking motions that send me into a spin every time his slick
shaft rubbed against the soft tissue of my anus. At times the
ridge of his cock head would grind on my butt hole making me feel
like I needed to pee again. My own little boy cock bobbed up and
down with the rhythm of his strokes and my nuts bounced against
his flat stomach every time he pushed all the way in. The
sensation of this incredible experience was almost hypnotic. I
was fascinated by every second of this incredible experience, but
the stimuli was so overwhelming that when I wrapped my legs
around his lower back, I lost control of my bladder and a small
stream of piss started to flow onto my chest.

Embarrassment and shock hit me and I quickly stopped. I looked up
at Carlos and he had a large smile on his face, I was mortified
with shame and he just lowered his body and whispered as he
looked me straight on my eyes "It's totally OK, don't worry let
it go" I unlocked my legs from his back in an attempt to
straighten up so I could finish in the bathroom. He stopped me
and said "Don't! Go ahead and finish here" I looked up at him
confused by his request. "Here?" I asked. He nodded in approval
and I tough to myself, this is kind of strange and I don't even
know I could do it. I looked back up and he maintained the same
sweet reassuring look encouraging me to piss on myself. I tried
relaxing, even closing my eyes but I couldn't get myself to do
it. My stomach and chest were still dripping from the previous
accident and my butt was beginning to slide off the granite
counter top.

Noticing I wasn't comfortable with his request he then said "
Just close your eyes and let's try this" I did as he asked and
with my eyes shut I felt as he took the slick head of his
erection and rubbed it softly against the tenderness on my anus.
I took a deep breath and felt my body relax as he ran long
circular strokes around my hole. Suddenly the unexpected, as a
steady flow of piss was jetting out of my dick and onto my chest
and neck, some splashing all the way to my face. "Good boy" he
reassured. I briefly open my eyes and saw my body drenched as if
straight out of the shower, but I had to close then again to
prevent the splashing from getting in my eyes. The pressure from
my bladder subsided as the continuous stream of piss lessened
providing an exhilarating sense of relief that was only
interrupted by a new and strange sensation emanating from my
butt.
I opened my eyes and looked between my legs only to discover that
during the time I relaxed to relieve myself, Carlos had found a
way to slide the head of his cock right up my ass and this new
feeling I was experiencing was the pressure of my stretched out
hole.

I didn't know how to feel for at that moment I was confused with
a multitude of sensations that made it difficult to rationalize
anything. Instinctibly I pulled back and away and felt the crown
of the head pop right out making me wince in pain but providing
instant relief. My little anus twitched almost uncontrollably and
my body trembled awkwardly. Carlos embraced me and apologized
saying he didn't mean to hurt me. I leaned my head close to his
chest and just laid there trying to soak it all in. He kept
talking to me but I can't say I was listening for at that moment
so many things were clouting my mind I was in a world of my own
separate from the reality of that moment.
Slowly I regained awareness of senses and felt his arms rubbing
my lower back down to my butt. Once again I looked up at him and
him at me. His face displayed concern but nonetheless his smile
was never absent. "Are you OK?" he asked. "Yes" I replied,
returning the favor of his smile.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked. "Ah! No! Of course not, why do you
ask?" I said. "Well, I wasn't sure you seemed a little bothered
by, you know?" he said as he looked down to my crotch. I had to
think for a minute to understand what he was referring to and
then I remember what he was talking about. "No" I said, "It's OK
you didn't, I mean I wasn't. hum... I mean it's OK, I'm OK really"
"Really?" was his reply. "So can we try it again?" he inquired. I
wasn't sure what to expect but I knew I didn't want to disappoint
him. "OK sure if you want to" I responded.
"I'll go slowly and I promise if it hurts I'll stop" he said. I
nodded OK
"Come and let's get you down here" he said. He helped me off the
vanity and onto the floor, turned me around facing the mirror and
held me in a tight embrace. The image on the mirror staring back
at me was bazaar and surreal at the same time. Here stood a man
in his early 40's with his strong masculine arms clenched around
the tender slim body of a nearly 13 y/o boy looking into each
other's eyes filled with alluring anticipation.

His hand ran down my back with gentle encouragement to lean
forward. I understood his silent command and leaned forward over
the clean white granite counter. My bottom was sticking up and
out like an offering to the Gods. In the mirror I watched his
every move as I filled my mind with every picture of this
everlasting memory. I felt his wet erect penis rubbing between my
thighs dripping beads of pre-cum onto the back of my smooth legs.
His hands worked my legs slightly open and his cock slid between
them gently rubbing my scrotum all the way to my little boy
package. Pulling back his cock head slid past my anal cavity and
my body quivered from delightful sensation. The alignment was
there his cock was pressing softly against my virginal orifice
and I could feel it surrendering to the pressure. Measured small
strokes in a steady pace succumbs the flesh to its intruder.
Confident and reassuring he pulled back long enough to apply
additional lubrication and with that he whispered in his deep
manly voice "relax just like you did before". I tried remembering
how my body felt when I had piss on myself and closed my eyes to
relieve the moment.

A sharp shooting pain awoke me from the self induced slumber as I
reached to push myself away. "Please relax" he said "it only
hurts for a few seconds". Deep breaths followed small tears and
the distinctive sound of loud moaning. I looked in the mirror and
back over my shoulder as the pain appeared to diminish but still
present. I was beginning to thrash about some but he held me in
place begging me to relax. I felt him pull back a little and got
a momentary break followed by another thrust that drove an
intense yelp out from the deepest bowels of my soul that likes of
which could only be compared to some kind of primal scream. And
then nothing! There was nothing but the sound of rhythmic heavy
breathing and radiating heat emanating from our bodies. No pain
and no regret. My small body was getting unceremoniously slammed
against the cold reality that my virginity had been lost to a
fully grown man's cock that at the moment was thrusting like a
high performance piston in and out of what once was the
unblemished picture of perfection.

The assault continued for what seemed like hours, but in reality
was only minutes. This stranger at whose behest I had surrendered
my innocence was enjoying the fruits of his patience rewarded by
the boldness and curiosity of one preteen schoolboy.
Personally, I had become highly sensitized to the aromas that
filled the air, the sounds that resonated in the ample confines
of the room and the feeling of all seven plus inches of his cock
touching me in a way that would forever change my life. My
previous urge had been replaced with a new and even more intense
emotion that filled me with a yearning for more. At the deepest
point of every stroke an electric shock ran up my spine and back
down to my loins where it would reside momentarily. As his pace
quickened and his strokes more vigorous I knew he was about to
ejaculate, but what I didn't expect was that so would I. When
grunts and groans filled the room I felt his cock spasm as he
deposited jet after jet of semen ball deep into my ass, my own
little cock responded in kind and streams of boy juice ran down
my legs and onto the floor.

Silence arrived usurping the fervent passion with tender
adoration as his body rested atop mine, my legs dangling as if
made of jelly. No longer hard his penis slid out and rested
between my thighs. Warm globs of cum oozed incessantly from the
dilated orifice that struggle to retract back to its original
state. A variation of smells filled the air as the pool on cum at
my feet grew larger. Carlos asked if I was ok, I chuckled and
while attempting to recapture my breath I replied "Oh yeah!" "I'm
OK, Yes!"
"Let's jump in the shower" he suggested as we straighten back up.
With a smile on my face I agreed. He got the shower going and
within a couple of minutes I was standing under the shower head
with Carlos behind scrubbing my back with a sponge. I enjoyed the
way he so took care of me and felt loved. Time to rinse he said,
and I thought it strange since I was already standing under the
shower. Then I felt it, the warm flow hit my upper back and
streamed down my body. I looked down between my legs and saw the
distinct yellow color blending with the water and the air was filled with
the distinct smell of urine. It felt nice and cozy; I even turned around
and gave him some of mine as we giggled like boys playing sword fights.

I gave him my number and we met three more times that summer.
Every time we did it he introduced me to something new and
exciting. Perhaps if there's interest I'll tell you all about it.
Hit me up with your comments, I enjoy constructive criticism and
love to share private stories as well. Thanks for reading.