Date: Tue, 11 Aug 2009 09:28:39 -0600
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Ship of Boys

Ship of Boys
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between an unrelated adult and
teens.  If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this
theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (/nifty/prolific.html#xavierl).

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free to email me.

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I stood on the deck of my ship and watched as the next crew of troubled
youth boarded in preparation for at least 6 months of "character building."
I usually find at least a couple of boys that are hot enough for me to take
the risk and . . . get involved with.  I have 3 other adults as crew.  As
far as I knew, none of them knew of the . . . extracurricular activities
that occurred in the captain's room.  Of course, what happens in
international waters . . .  This batch looked much more promising than the
last one.

I had to do a double take with one of them.  He was almost as tall as me,
had jet black hair and ice blue eyes.  I was grateful my sunglasses were
reflective so he couldn't see my eyes staring at him.  My eyes went down
his body to his crotch.  They were all still wearing their juvie clothes
which were pretty baggy.  Even with the baggy pants, though, it seemed he
was packing a serious dick.  He was DEFINITELY on my list.

Next I spotted a younger boy.  He was blonde with dark blue eyes that were
made more pronounced by his pale eyelashes.  He seemed shy and nervous
being around the older boys.  I would have to pay more attention to him
during the initiation rite.

After checking in all the boys with the staff member that brought them, we
pulled up the ramp, undid the mooring lines, and shoved off.  With the boys
all lined up and the ship moving out of the bay, I explained our basic
rules.  It was always easy to spot which boys would be my biggest challenge
during this talk.  I made mental notes.

Next the group got some basic sailing instructions before being put to
work.  They were all sweating profusely in the tropical sun, especially
with the dark blue pants and T-shirts they were wearing.

Once we were clear of the bay and other ships, it was time for the
initiation.  In order to be accepted into our program, each young man had
to pass swimming tests.  "Now comes your next test!"  I heard the expected
groans.  "This one's fairly easy," I smiled.  "Take off your clothes and
line up facing the water."

As usual there were a couple of boys who froze at my instructions.  Having
spent time in juvie, they were used to having to take showers in front of
others, but this was a bit outside their experience.  Others immediately
started stripping out of their clothes.  The raven-haired boy who had
earlier caught my attention was standing at the far end of the line
removing his clothes.  I occasionally glanced sideways at him so I could
time my movement down the line correctly.

I neared him as he got down to his skivvies.  Standing two boys away, I
barked out "ALL of them!" when I saw boys hesitating at removing their
underwear.  Some of the boys looked nervously around as they slowly grabbed
their waistbands.  My boy, David, wasted no time in stripping off his
underwear.  Standing naked he tugged at his sweaty sac.  I had to force my
eyes away from his thick swinging meat.  The kid was hung like a horse!  He
had large balls that hung loosely as well.  Where the rest of him was
fairly tan, parts of his thighs and up to his hips were very pale, which
drew more attention to his dark black pubes.

Forcing my head to turn, I quickly glanced down the line.  The shy blonde
was flushed brightly and had his hands covering his groin, as did another
boy.  "Hands to your side, gentlemen!  You should be at attention until
you're told otherwise!"  He looked pained as he moved his hands away and
turned about three shades redder.  His thin pubes were a little darker than
his hair, but he had nothing to be embarrassed about by his dick.  He was
at least as big as the other older boys.  He was very toned as well.  He
had washboard abs and appeared more fit than most of his peers.  He was
added to my list.

I didn't have enough time to thoroughly check out all the boys.  I had
identified at least two, so I was comfortable with taking my time to check
out the others later.  I then informed the boys that they would be jumping
into the water and enjoying a swim.  We would be dropping anchor for the
night so the boys could get settled in.  They were happier now and eagerly
turned and jumped when I gave them the order.  All but blondie.

I walked up to him.  He was looking down at the water and looked scared.  I
put an arm around his shoulders as I asked "You OK?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then why aren't you in the water with the others?"  I noticed some of the
boys calling "Come on Greg!" "Don't be a pussy!" and some other things.

"I'm . . . "

"Scared? It's OK."

He nodded his head in confirmation.

"Only way to get past that.  Just jump.  Here, I'll help you up."  I placed
my hands on his hips.  At the touch of his damp, soft skin, my cock
responded immediately.  I helped him step up to the edge.  His ass was in
my face practically.  I could see his cheeks were covered in almost
transparent peach fuzz as it was set off by the low sun.  I swallowed hard.
Feeling a bit brave, I moved a hand to right above his pubes and rested it.
"I'll hold you steady."

I had him take a couple of tentative bends before getting ready to jump.
The boys were encouraging him loudly.  I felt his body prepare, so I
lowered my hand.  I was going to lightly brush his dick but then recalled
the other boys were all watching.  That wouldn't be good.  So I moved it to
his hip right before he leapt off.  Cheers greeted his entrance into the
water.  He would be dining with me tonight.  I needed to begin . . . the
process early I decided.

The crew got towels while I kept watch.  As the sun got closer to the
horizon, I had the boys climb up the rope ladders.  Once they were back on
deck and drying off, I announced I had one more rule.  "When we're out to
sea and no other boats are around, you may wear whatever you want: shorts,
no shirts, go butt naked, just underwear, whatever."

Some of the boys grinned at the new freedom.  Yes, this was partly for my
own lewd enjoyment, but it was also to allow the boys more leeway, to help
them get more comfortable with each other, etc.  Six months on a ship where
most of the time you're in open water can create some interesting moods.

"All the time?" asked one of my new recruits.

"Yes.  Meal times, bed time, school time, whenever.  If you hear the ship's
bell clang 2 times, stop, and then clang another 2 times, it means to get
some clothes on.  Shorts at least."

As Greg got redressed, I asked him to come to my cabin at dinnertime.
"You're not in trouble," I added when I saw the look of early panic in his
eyes.  His body visibly relaxed at that news.

All the boys got dressed in at least shorts.  Except for David.  He was
walking to the stairs carrying his clothes, still naked as the day he was
born.  He smiled at me as I looked at him a bit surprised.  His confidence
was such a turn-on.  I briefly wondered if he knew about me, about my
. . . desires.  If I didn't feel the need to strike now with Greg, I would
be between David's legs tonight!

I waited eagerly for Greg's knock on my door.  I knew there wouldn't be any
action tonight.  He was too shy.  I'd need to get him used to touch and
build our friendship a bit before it would be safe to make a move.  I
almost jumped when I heard the awaited knock.  "Enter!" I said loudly.

I looked at the door and smiled as I saw the almost white hair peek around
the door.  I motioned for him to come in and sit at the table.  He was
wearing shorts and a T-shirt.  I was wearing shorts only.  As he sat down,
I asked "Aren't you hot?"

He looked down at the table before answering yes.  "Well, get comfortable
man.  I was serious earlier.  Even here, you can wear whatever you want."
And then I amended, "Or nothing at all" disguising the hope in my voice.
He blushed vividly at that.  He was so shy.  As we began to eat, he got
more comfortable and relaxed, and I smiled when he finally removed his
shirt.

After a while, he asked tentatively: "Sir, why did you ask me to come?"

"You're the youngest here.  That can be difficult.  I wanted to get to know
you and know you have a friend in me."

He got a bit teary.  I moved over to his side and squatted by him, putting
my arm around his shoulders.  "Hey, what's going on?"

Then he started to cry.  I pulled his chair back, grabbed his hands and
pulled him to his feet.  I walked him to my bed and sat him down next to
me.  When I put my arm around him again, he turned into me, his head
against my chest and arms wrapped around my torso as he openly wept.  My
lust quickly was replaced by worry for him.  Hey, I really do care for the
boys!  It isn't just about fun, hot, steamy sex.  I smoothed his wild hair
down as he clung to me.

As the tearing began to subside, I moved my head down and kissed him on the
forehead.  "It's okay, Greg.  It's okay."

After I kissed him, he turned his head up, his sapphire eyes making me
catch my breath momentarily.  I so desperately wanted to kiss him.  Instead
I leaned down and kissed him on the nose.

His eyes stayed locked with mine.  The tension in the room was thick and
palpable.  I felt his hand run down my torso and come to rest on my inner
thigh.  My dick twitched.  Feeling just a tiny bit guilty, I said "You
don't have to . . . "

"I know.  I like you."

My heart was beating rapidly I realized.  I'm sure he could feel it
pounding against his cheek.  I moved my hand to his face and gently stroked
the hair away from his forehead.  "Why were you crying?"

"It's been so hard.  I've been so lonely.  I always get picked on.  My
family never visited or wrote me.  I just never felt I could really cry.
Until now."  His hand moved up my thigh more.

I stroked his cheek with the back of my fingers.  His skin flushed again,
as if he was suddenly hot.  I felt his eyes drawing me in.  I looked at his
lips.  They were ruby red and slightly parted.  I couldn't resist the pull.
As my lips approached his, the pull got stronger.  As I felt their
softness, a fire seemed to spread out and consume both of us.  Our tongues
met as they entered each other's mouth.  As we kissed, he moved from being
beside me to standing between my legs, his arms wrapped around my neck.  He
leaned into me forcing me to lay down.  I felt his hard cock rubbing
against mine through our shorts as we both succumbed to our exploding
passion.  Suddenly he broke the kiss.  I almost gasped for breath.  I sat
up as he moved back.  I was worried.  Had I gone too far?  I wiped my mouth
with the back of my hand as I saw him quickly undo his shorts and shove
them and his briefs down.  I looked at the dick that jutted out from his
body.  He was a grower for sure.  Not huge but bigger than I had expected
from its flaccid appearance.

"Are you sure?" I asked.  I was strangely nervous.  I had never had one of
the youth be so aggressive initially.  Especially not one that was so damn
shy!  I was out of my element.  In response I felt his fingers unbuttoning
my shorts.

I lifted up as he began tugging my shorts off.  I wasn't wearing underwear,
so I was naked pretty quickly.  His hot, damp body was immediately on top
of me again, his mouth stealing my breath before I could even process it
all.  His groin ground into mine as we kissed.  I ran my hands down his
bare back until I was squeezing his beautiful ass cheeks.  I remembered my
close-up view of them from earlier.  I moved my hands up to his midback,
embraced him and rolled over.

I moved my lips down to his neck and then his chest and sucked on his
nipples.  His body writhed beneath me.  This was one of the reasons young
men thrilled me.  They were so responsive to the slightest sensation of
pleasure.  I kissed down his tempting abs.  His stomach was rising and
falling quicker with his breaths.  I wanted to tease him, but when I felt
his pubes against my chin, I devoured his hard meat.

I took his entire circumcised cock into my hungry throat and went up and
down on the shaft several times before flicking my tongue against the slit.
I moved to his balls which had only sparse hairs on the sac.  I sucked on
those as well.  Then I lifted his legs up and climbed onto the bed.  My
dick pressed into his crack as I leaned down and kissed him passionately.

I felt his hands on my chest and allowed him to push me onto my back.  He
sucked on my nipples as his hand gripped my dick and stroked it.  Then I
felt his lips on my nuts as he momentarily sucked on them before his hot
breath moved to my throbbing cock.  "Yes, Greg!" I breathed and then felt
my rod sheathed in his wet mouth.  Reflexively my hand went to his head and
gently guided his head up and down as my hips pushed upward.

He sucked my hard flesh greedily as I panted.  Suddenly I felt cool air on
my dick and opened my eyes to see him covering my body with his.  We kissed
again as I massaged his ass cheeks.  When he sucked on my neck, I said
"Gawd I want that hot ass of yours bad!"

He returned to my lips, and my hands roamed all over his sweat-slickened
back.  After a few moments, he stopped kissing and looked into my eyes
deeply as if he was trying to enter my mind.  "Will you be gentle?"

My heartbeat pounded in my throat.  "Of course!"

His eyes continued boring into my skull as I waited anxiously for his
response.  He quickly kissed me on the lips and then moved off of me and
lay down on his stomach next to me.  I grabbed my lube and coated my
fingers and my aching rod.  I introduced a finger into his ass slowly,
moving it back and forth as his hole relaxed.  Then I put in another finger
and continued my preparations until I could fit three fingers in
comfortably.

I had him get on his side, and I moved in behind him.  I told him to grab
his upper cheek as I guided my dick into his hole.  Once the head of my
cock penetrated the super tight entrance, his ass clamped down hard.  When
he relaxed I pushed forward a bit more.  I continued this process slowly.
Once my cock was halfway in, I released my cock and had him let go of his
ass.  I handed him a pillow "in case you feel like you need something to
bite."  I slowly stroked his dick, occasionally stopping and simply rubbing
my thumb along the helmet shape.

"Am I your first?" I asked, hoping the tightness of his hole indicated just
that.  Yes, a tight hole is a tight hole, but there was something extra
special about popping a boy's cherry.

He nodded his head yes.

I kissed him on the cheek and whispered into his ear "Thank you for letting
me be your first.  That makes it extra special.  I am honored."  I guided
more of my meat forward.  "You feel so damn incredible, Greg.  My very
special boy."

Silence reigned as my dick moved in more.  It was almost completely inside
him now.  "So, we're friends?"

I chuckled.  "Of course we are, baby.  I was your friend before we kissed,
and I would've been your friend even if we hadn't."  I was now moving my
dick back and forth slowly.  "I knew you were special from the moment I saw
you."  I didn't need to elaborate on that, thankfully.

He was so much looser now that I could finally insert my wood all the way.
I loved him.  Or at least I think that's what the feeling was, if it could
be extracted from the pure lust.  As he could now handle my cock moving
inside him, I guided him onto his stomach.  I had him lift his butt into
the air as we got into a comfortable position.  I began with slow, careful
thrusts.  I watched the look of intense pleasure on his face and increased
the speed of our fucking.  As he moaned softly, I began fucking him harder.

I was so damn close to orgasm.  I was losing my will as it grew.  Thrusting
my dick into the young teen, my head fell backward, my mouth agape as
fantastic pressure built in my groin.  My body tingled as my building
climax took control of my every motion.  I was reduced to shorter thrusts.
"Oh Greg!" I cried as my orgasm erupted.  My dick twitched fiercely inside
the cramped confines of his ass, the spasms shooting volleys of jizz deep
in his hole.

When I recovered, I grabbed onto him and rolled him onto his side again.
He turned his head upward, and I covered his mouth with mine.  Breaking the
kiss as my orgasm subsided, I said "Oh my fucking gawd that was incredible,
Greg!"

My dick had slipped out of his hole as it shrunk.  I moved away and pushed
him onto his back.  I pivoted in bed and quickly returned his dick to my
mouth.  His hips bucked wildly beneath me as he humped my mouth.  I picked
up my pace in response to his urgency.  Soon he was moving so violently
that I was forced to just hold still and let him fuck my face.  He lasted
only for a few moments before I tasted his sweet cum blasting against my
throat.  I was amazed at how sweet he tasted.  I continued sucking on his
sensitive dick until I could no longer taste his delicious nectar.

I released his young flesh and lay down panting.  He cuddled up to me.
"I'm no longer alone, am I?" he asked.

I kissed him on the forehead again.  "No, baby.  You're not."

"Can I stay here tonight?"

How I wished for that, too!  "It's too risky.  Let me think about how we
can do that later, though."

We lay together until his stomach's growling brought our attention back to
our unfinished meals.  "Guess we should finish dinner," I said.

He sighed.  "Yeah."

We walked hand in hand to the table.  I had him sit on my lap as I pulled
his plate over.  We ate our dinner, and I fed him his dessert in between
kisses.

It was getting late, so I had him get dressed again and head back to his
room.

"But I thought we could go naked if we want."

I was a bit surprised at that.  "You can, but you came to my room clothed.
If you leave naked . . . "

"Got it."

The next day after classes the boys were doing deck maintenance.  David was
strutting around in the buff again.  I enjoyed watching him, and he seemed
to notice that.  At one point he walked by Greg, and I think he spotted me
admiring his dark-haired peer.  I smiled at Greg and turned my attention to
the other boys briefly.  When I turned around, I saw Greg grab his shorts
and yank them off.  He dramatically dropped them from his fingers and went
back to work.

When some of the boys noticed Greg's new comfort, they cheered him on which
gave him even more confidence.  I noticed a couple of the others strip out
of their shorts and underwear as well.

After lunch I had Greg come to my cabin.  I announced he was going to be my
assistant.  Each boy had an assignment, no it seemed natural.  I followed
his lean body into my cabin and locked the door.  He sat down in a chair,
his legs spread open, a smile on his face, and his dick swelling.

I approached him.  As I walked toward him, my shorts tenting rapidly, I
said "You know, I can't always have just you over for dinner.  I have to
spread it around so no one suspects."

"I understand," he said as I stood in front of him.  His fingers reached up
and pulled my shorts down.

"Good.  I didn't want you wondering."

He smiled and his lips surrounded my cock.  I put my hand on the back of
his head and guided it back and forth, deep throating him after a few
moments.  He choked as my meat sunk into his throat.  His hands gripped my
ass and urged me to go faster.  I moved my legs into a wider stance and put
my other hand on his blonde hair.  I began moving my dick back farther past
his lips and then thrusting it forward.  As he continued slurping on my
rod, I lifted my leg and placed my foot on the chair next to his hip and
started thrusting deeper and faster.  I found his light gagging to be a
turn-on I hadn't expected.

Finally I pulled back.  When my cock exited his mouth, he greedily moved
forward trying to return it.  "Let's move to the bed," I said.  We both
moved quickly.  I lay on my side and had him get into a 69 position.  I
took his young flesh into my mouth as his engulfed mine.  I love this
position.  Well, more accurately I love 69'ing.  So incredible to feel a
hungry mouth working you while an eager hard dick is in your mouth.

Soon his hips were pumping back and forth.  I massaged his ass cheeks
firmly before moving my hand to his balls.  As we continued blowing each
other, I wrapped my arms around him and rolled onto my back.  He moved with
me awkwardly, mostly just following my wet cock.  As he got into position,
I felt his lips on my sac.  I spread my legs and slid my hands up and down
his soft, smooth back.

As much as I wanted to fuck that tight hole again, I was looking forward to
his sweet jizz.  After several moments I held onto him again.  This time I
rolled him onto his back.  As I shifted position, my cock hit the back of
his throat making him gag again.  I felt his throat muscles move in
response, but this time my dick entered him all the way.  "Fuck yeah Greg!
Swallow my cock!" I said, my voice thick with pleasure.  Supporting my
upper body with my arms, I began fucking his face.

I felt my orgasm building, my body tingling all over.  I saw his hand slip
to his dick.  I lowered and took his cock back into my mouth.  I worked it
faster as my climax steadily grew.  The pressure grew incredibly as he
continued working my meat.  Most of the time he could get most or all of my
rod into his throat.  His smaller hands rubbing all over my lightly hairy
ass drove me wild.  He responded to my body's silent signaling.  We became
completely synchronized.  We sucked each other crazily as the fire from our
passion grew and threatened to consume us.  I could feel the head of his
dick swell, and as my lips touched his pale pubes, my load flooded his
throat.  He coughed a bit as he swallowed the thick fluid.  I was forced to
pause as my body released.  Light flashed behind my eyelids as my rod
spasmed.

When my orgasm passed its peak, I returned to my young boy's dick.  I could
tell right before he came, and I swallowed his length just before his
nectar exploded from the swollen mushroom head.  I thoroughly drained the
boy candy.

When I was done I collapsed onto my side.  We were both breathing hard.  I
gazed at his lean legs.  "You're so beautiful," I said softly.

"You think I'm beautiful?" he asked incredulously.

I moved onto my arm and looked into his gorgeous eyes, now misty with
emotion.  "Of course!  You're fucking hot!"  As if to emphasize this, I
moved to his creamy thighs and lightly sucked on the silky skin.  I kissed
up his leg to his hip.  I then traced an Adonis line with my tongue slowly
back to the center.

"You're going to make me hard!" he breathed.

I kissed his navel, which was a partial outie.  "And that would be bad
because . . . ?"

He chuckled.  But as I was down to the faint beginnings of a treasure
trail, the lunch bell clang.  "Damn!" I swore.  I sat on the bed as he sat
up.  I pulled him to me and shoved my tongue past his lips and kissed him.
When I moved away, his eyes were closed and he was trying to catch his
breath. I smiled at him and tousled his hair.  "You're so fucking
incredible" I said as I ran my thumb lightly over his ruby lips.

I forced myself to walk back to my shorts and pull them on.  As he walked
past me to open the door, I smacked him on the ass making him laugh.

We had lunch and then got busy with sailing lessons.  As the temperature
climbed, I saw a couple of the boys eyeing their naked fellows.  Finally
one of them shrugged and yanked off his boxers.  He was naturally tan, but
the skin that had been covered by his underwear was a bit lighter.  The
other of the pair was emboldened now and pulled off his shorts, tank top,
and briefs.  Soon, I figured, I'd be watching a boat full of young, lean,
nude bodies glistening with sweat, the sun sparkling off their moist skin.
My groin stirred, and I forced my thoughts elsewhere.

After a couple of hours, I could tell we were losing the boys' attention.
"OK, boys.  Time for a cooldown swim!"  The naked boys readily leapt into
the water as those who remained clothed quickly stripped out of their
minimal clothes.  After a few minutes I heard "Captain!  Jump in!" from the
boys.

I smiled and laughed with my crew.  "Go on, Cap!" my mate Jim encouraged.
I looked at the boys and figured why not.  I peeled off my shorts and heard
loud cheering as I stepped onto the edge of the boat.  I landed in the
space they had created for me.  I splashed a few of them, and that started
a wrestling match.  I secretly immersed myself in the wonderful sensation
of their lithe bodies rubbing against mine, their soft members brushing and
flapping against me.  I grabbed as much ass as I could, and when there were
enough boys around me to camouflage, I brushed some of those young groins.
The adrenaline from the risk intoxicated me.

I had to quit before I had a hard-on!  But, now I felt bigger arms around
me and something larger against my back.  I laughed and flipped around to
see David grinning at me.  I pretended to escape from him.  He "caught" me.
I could feel his confidence and the heat of his body as his arms crossed
around my chest.  And something hard poking my ass.  My pulse was racing as
I cautiously moved my hand behind me.  I quickly found his hard cock and
squeezed it.  Suddenly I noticed one of his hands sliding down my pecs.

"I can't," I breathed.  "Not here."  I moved away from him, and he allowed
my escape.  I looked back at him as I put some distance between us, my
desire working against me.  He winked.  If I had been walking, I would've
tripped over my own feet.

I swam around for a while, outside the frolicking group of nude, young
bodies, before climbing back into the boat.  I drank some water and tried
to settle myself.  I was almost shaking.  I had always been the seducer.
This was new.  Exciting and scary at the same time.

Tonight I had the newly brave pair of boys join me for dinner.  They were
very cute, especially Damien with his tanned skin.  But my sense was these
two weren't . . . good candidates for my seduction attempts.  After dinner
we played cards until it was bedtime.

After lights out I headed to the deck for my shift.  I was alone and
enjoyed watching the moon's reflection in the water.  It was full tonight.
It was so bright I was sure I could read without a light!  About an hour
into my shift, I heard movement on the stairs.  I wondered who was up and
then recognized Greg as the moon made his skin almost glow.  I was resting
against the rail as he approached, his dick standing straight out from his
body.  "Hey, guy.  What you doing?"

He smiled and approached me rapidly without answering.  I watched him as he
came up to me.  His hand pulled my head down, and I watched his mouth open.
I opened mine and kissed him passionately.  As we kissed I felt him pull my
shorts down.  The cool breeze caressed my hard cock until his hand took its
place.  He stopped kissing me and then sank to his knees.  He pulled my
shorts off my feet and then went down on my dick.  Gripping the rail, I
slowly moved my hips as my head rolled back.

Suddenly he stopped and I felt his lips moving up my body.  I moved my head
to meet his lips, and we kissed greedily as we each took a cock into our
hand and stroked.  "You're amazing," I breathed.  There was nothing shy
about him anymore!

He beamed at me, the bright light blazing off his white teeth.  He stepped
away from me and moved to the trunk next to me.  I watched him bend down,
bracing his arms against the dark wood, his ass thrust into the air in
submission and invitation.  He looked at me, and even in the darkness I
could feel his eyes burning into me.

I was hypnotized and moved to his side.  I ran my fingertips slowly down
his back until I found his crack.  I moved my finger down the soft crevice
until I found his slick hole.  I realized he was lubed!  "You're giving
yourself to me?" I asked softly.

"Yes, I want you."

"Gawd, I want you too!" I said, thrusting my middle finger into his hole.
I gently finger fucked him for a few moments.  Withdrawing my finger I
moved in behind him.  He reached back to pull his cheeks apart as I guided
my throbbing meat to his hole.  I entered him.  As soon as the head slipped
into his hole, he released his ass and quickly grabbed the sides of the
trunk.  "Relax," I whispered.  I decided I was going to make this one last.