Date: Tue, 08 Jan 2008 19:25:25 +0100
From: Chaim B. <bchaim@hotmail.com>
Subject: Simon, part 1

Simon
Part 1
By Chaim (bchaim)
January '08

bchaim@hotmail.com
(M/t, 1st, oral, anal, underwear)

Amsterdam (the Netherlands), January 2008.

The following story is totally fiction! It involves sexually explicit erotic
events between a virgin teenaged boy, and his new friends.
If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not
allowed to read the story, don't read on. It's up to you!
In the world of this story, the characters don't always use condoms. Make
sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using a
condom.

English is not my mother tongue, sorry for any mistakes!
Reactions on this story are very welcome!
bchaim@hotmail.com

This work is copyrighted to the author; Chaim/bchaim © 2007. Please don't
remove my author information or make any changes to this story. You may post
this story freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of
commercial sites. You are the moral obligation to let me know if my story is
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Thanks!

Happy New Year!
Chaim.

The characters in Simon's story:

Simon		16, blond, smooth, developing with a little uncut boy cock;
Roger		35, black hair, wide shoulders, muscled, with a huge cut cock;
Roberto 	20, Italian, tall, trimmed black hair, handsome;
Joachim	18, long blond hair, slim, pretty;

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Part 1
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Simon Blue just turned 16 and did his final exam and left his present HAVO
school. Simon was looking for a job to help him through the summer, until he
started at level 5 the Athenaeum of Amsterdam in September.
Simon was a slim boy, the boy was a real late bloomer. He was short boy,
with medium long blond hair and a smooth, almost hairless, body. Below his
cute belly button, his boy cock was topped with just the skimpiest thatch of
black pubic hair. Simon was very proud of it! Although he was a somewhat
muscular kid for his age, but he didn't worked out a lot, real sports were
not his thing. Simon's muscles started to develop and with a full round
bubble butt, a handsome smooth face with a cute nose and a `pretty' mouth,
some people around Simon complemented him about his good looks.
This spring something changed, if the weather was warm Simon took his
T-shirt off, showing his boy chest to the world, walking around in his
shorts. After a couple of weeks Simon noticed the same guys were hanging
around, they eyed him up and down, looked at his chest and basket. It really
turned Simon on to have the boys and men paying attention at him, it gave
him a hard-on. Simon dreamed away, but he didn't know what he had to do if
one of them spoke to him. Nothing happened, it was still just his secret
dream. Although Simon's cock stiffened all the time, he wasn't bothered
about shooting his load, he liked to walk around with a prominent little
bulge in his shorts. Simon always decided to jack his boy cock off at home.

Simon had his first wet dream about a year ago and now his cock seemed
permanently hard and he couldn't keep his hands off it! Simon usually
fantasized jacking off about famous young athletes or football players.
Simon's cock was about 5.5" hard, pointing straight at his handsome clean
face. Simon's cock wasn't very thick either, he had average balls in a tight
smooth sac, his foreskin was long and covered his cock-head even when he was
hard. The only pubic hair he got was a little tuft above his cock and some
hair under in his armpits. Simon started to taste his own cum about a month
ago, and he loved it! He was eating his cum as much of it as he could.
Jacking off in front of his computer, he hold his other hand in front of his
cock-head and let the sperm hit the open palm of his hand. It was easier to
collect his cum this way and to bring it to his wide open mouth. Otherwise
his boy cum shot everywhere around his room, usually the first few shots
went just over his blond head! Simon jacked his cock off at least three
times a day and was happy about that.

Simon never did anything with any of his school mates, but he got an helpful
imagination. He had his own fantasies to live on; Simon had just one gay
experience but he fantasized about gay sex all the time.
Simon's nephew Peter shared his room one weekend and both they got really
tired, after some computer games, so they decided to go to sleep. Simon's
nephew Peter was 19 and had already everywhere dark hair on his body. Simon
admired his body as they walked around in their boxers. Peter was very fit,
he run every day, worked out and toned his body to a nice athletic build.
They both changed into their night boxers and got into Simon's bed. Simon's
arm rested on his nephew's naked arm, so he shifted to his side facing him.
Peter groaned and closed his eyes,
"Good night."

Some minutes later Simon found the blanket moving a little, he glanced over
and saw Peter jacking off. Simon knew for sure, because he moved his arm
from the blanket and used his other one to support his blond head. Peter
ignored his actions and he didn't stop, he moved the blanket away a little.
Simon watched surprised and excited, he saw his nephew's bare skin and
looked at his abs. Simon slowly moved the blanket lower with his feet and
could see Peter's hand stroking his magnificent teen cock, which was
sticking out of the fly of his blue night boxers. Peter's cock had a great
size, Simon was really impressed. Simon reached over and touched Peter's
throbbing cock lightly and held it for a moment in his hand. Pre-cum started
to form at the tip and Simon moved his hand away, scared and confused.
Peter groaned and grabbed his throbbing cock and used his hand, jacking off
furiously now. Simon looked at him, Peter started groan and his strong body
trembled... his cum shot out like water from a fire hose right over his
muscled belly.
Simon's cock was rock hard but he decided to risk nothing further, he let go
and tried to sleep. It way an one time adventure, Peter never mentioned it
and didn't show any sexual interest in Simon.
Simon was afraid to have gay sex in Amsterdam and worried to be labeled
being `Queer' by his friends. The boy was popular at school, but had no real
close friends. Most of his spare time was spent on his computer, surfing the
Internet for free porn, dreaming away and jacking off his boy cock.

Simon was fairly self sufficient, spending a lot of time on his own. Anyway,
this summer he found an ad in the local paper, a research institute GSS
wanted a boy for light secretary work and the possibility of further work to
come. Simon rang the number, and a kind man, Roger Rukker, asked how old he
was and what he wanted to earn. Simon told him he was 16, but good with
computers and paperwork, and he earned six euros an hour at the grocery shop
during the weekends. Roger Rukker said it was okay, and gave him a address
in the City of Amsterdam.
It was a warm sunny day and Simon took a quick shower, put on white socks,
his new pair of white 2(x)ist Soy trunk boxers, his well worn Adidas
trainers, a pair of baggy blue Nike soccer shorts, and a white Nike T-shirt.
Simon looked in the mirror and was satisfied with himself.
Simon arrived at the GSS office in an old impressive house. Simon told the
young man behind the counter he was here to see Roger Rukker. The young man,
who introduced himself as Roberto, told him Roger Rukker's office was at the
top of the stairs. Simon thought the young man, Roberto, was a good looking,
about 20, standing 6 feet, he had a good body, with trimmed black hair.
While they were talking another young man came behind the counter, he was
very attractive, almost pretty, he had long blond hair, sparkling blue eyes
and was very slim. Roberto told him the boy was Joachim. Simon pushed his
bike through and they looked him up and down and smiled at each other
knowingly. Simon felt them watching his back as he went upstairs.

At the top of the stairs was a wooden door, Simon knocked and a voice told
him to come in. The huge room was amazing, a couch was in front of a classic
fireplace and the whole room was covered with thick black carpets. By the
door was a large wooden desk with a computer, a laptop and some telephones.
Besides that there was a pile of hand written documents. At the far end of
the room was an attached room with a huge bed and there were full length
mirrors everywhere even at the ceiling.

"Come in Simon, come in, I'm Roger Rukker, glad to see you here. Would you
remove your trainers please, those carpets are old and very nice but it's
hell to keep them clean. As you can see my office is also a research centre,
a studio."

Roger Rukker was Simon's height, quite wide shoulders but the man was
already balding. Roger's handshake was very firm, and the man looked like a
mixture of a athlete and a movie star. Roger Rukker was guy of about 40, fit
looking, muscled and handsome. He was wearing tight, Puma black nylon
tracksuit bottoms and a black tank top which showed he had his hairy chest.
Simon removed his trainers and Roger told Simon about the secretary work he
wanted to be done and pointed his to a comfortable chair in front of the
computer.

"Ten euros an hour, wasn't it, boy?"

In a strange way Simon hated that, the fact that older guys were calling him
`boy', but he was a polite boy,
"Yes, mister Rukker, that's fine."

"Call me Roger. I'm sure you will do a good job, boy. Just bring this pile
of documents into this Word program. This institute GSS is a private
research institute about Gay Sexual Studies. You might earn a little more if
you like. Not pressed for time are you?"
Roger Rukker asked handing Simon three 20 euro notes,
"This will cover your first day, just sign here for it."

"Yes, sir. Thanks for the money, it's too much, I didn't do anything right
now, but I have plenty of time the coming weeks."
Simon answered, taking the money, a bit confused by it all. Simon sat down,
and Roger came to him and sat next to him on his left, handing him a hand
written document. Simon felt a little uncomfortable as the man's knee rubbed
his. Simon tried to concentrate on the documents in front of him. Simon
started to type the text and got a big surprise, it was a text about
`Homosexuality in Primitive Societies' and it was quite explicit about the
gay acts the man and boys preformed.

"Good boy, you are doing great, just take your time..."
Roger said after a couple of minutes, patting Simon's bare leg, rubbing his
large hand up and down onto the nearly smooth skin of his leg till Roger's
hand touched the leg opening of his soccer shorts. A shiver went over
Simon's spine and his cock jumped up inside his white boxers. Roger smiled
at his reaction and said,
"Let's open up some files after half an hour and so we see if everything's
okay this way. I have to sent it on to my publisher this way. I leave you
alone till then."

Simon was feeling really uncomfortable now, and horror of horrors, he felt
his young cock getting hard, thinking about Roger's hand on his leg, so
close to his crotch... and reading those gay texts! Roger removed his hand and
stood, slowly he left the room.
Simon worked for ten minutes and used the mouse and clicked by accident on
one of the little icons. A picture came up on screen and Simon gulped, he
was shocked, it was the cute young man from downstairs, Joachim and he was
butt naked and a man was on his knees sucking his cock! Another click and
there was another blond boy in the same position! Simon clicked again the
two young men were French kissing! Another click and a blond boy was on his
knees sucking a black man's huge cock!
Simon froze, his palms went damp and his heartbeat quickened, his young cock
had a life of its own and he felt it hardening and dripping inside his white
boxer shorts.
Simon looked up, shocked he saw Roger was watching him with a huge smile on
his face. `Fuck, I'm dead', Simon thought, his new boss stood there in
silence. Simon was too late to switch off the computer screen, he felt
Roger's knowing eyes move to his lap.
Glancing down Simon saw that his little hard-on was obvious in his baggy
blue shorts and he went red, began sweating as his pre-cum started to form a
large dark spot on the fabric. Simon felt horrible, he wanted to cry, make
excuses, run away, but no words came.
Roger smiled at him and whispered,
"Boy, oh boy, you have made a mess of your beautiful shorts. We will have to
get them cleaned, you can't walk around like that. Stand up!"

Simon stood, his knees were shaking, he was afraid Roger would be terrible
mad at him. He was looking at those gay pictures without permission, he had
a dripping hard-on doing his job. Roger simply ignored those facts, and
wasn't angry at all. Roger moved next to the trembling Simon and pulled the
waistband out and eased the boy's blue Nike soccer shorts down in one move.
Simon's damp white boxers followed and the boy automatically stepped out of
them. Simon young cock was terribly hard and dripping, the boy didn't even
find the energy to cover his crotch, he simply stood there half naked in
front of Roger.

"Better to take that T-shirt off too, in case you stain that. Lift your arms
boy."
Simon did as ordered, he lifted his arms like a little boy and Roger pulled
his white T-shirt over his blond head. Simon could see himself in the
mirrors of the attached room, naked but for his white socks, with his boy
cock standing proudly at attention, and his smooth face bright red, sweat
dripping from his handsome face. Simon saw a large drop of pre-cum ooze out
of his long foreskin. Roger smiled again and knelt in front of him. Simon
shuddered as he took his cock into his large hand and slowly eased his long
foreskin back.

"Well you have nice boy cock, Simon. I think we have to do some research on
that."
Roger said with a huge smile as he stroked at the same time with his middle
finger over Simon's smooth balls. The boy was still bright red and sweating,
his boy cock got harder, he could see Roger's big cock outlined in his track
trousers.
Simon gasped and trembled as Roger lapped up his pre-cum without warning.
The sensations were incredible, this was the first time someone touched his
young cock this way!
"Right young man, lets see what else your gorgeous little cock's can do. I
think we have to find out your real potentials."

Roger stood, took Simon's naked shoulder, and lead him docilely towards the
huge black covered bed in the attached room. Their reflection was everywhere
in the huge mirrors.

"You have a good young body, Simon. I love smooth young guys, don't be shy,
never! Show your body to me all the way, I want to touch you everywhere, my
boy.
Kneel on the edge of the bed, Simon,"
Simon automatically obeyed this authority figure. The boy held his hands in
front of his crotch, in a strange way he hoped Roger didn't pay attention at
his hard boy cock. Roger took his time and looked his naked body all over
and touched Simon's smooth chest and belly. Slowly Roger played with Simon's
nipples, the boy groaned and Roger's hands started to rub Simon's young
muscles, moving in slow circles around his sensitive nipples. Roger took his
time for his little massage, kneading Simon's soft unblemished skin. He
moved his strong hand and gave Simon's little nipples a small grab till it
nearly hurt the boy and played with them slowly afterwards. Simon's nipples
became rock hard and he loved it. Simon moaned, he couldn't help himself and
whispered,
"Oh yeah Roger, nobody played with my nipples before this way. It feels so
good, don't stop, please Roger!"

Roger ignored his pleas, his hands moved to Simon's abs, where his hands
followed the outline of each muscle of the boy's young undeveloped six pack.
Running his powerful hands up and down each side of Simon's smooth soft teen
body he avoided Simon's crotch area and butt.
Simon grunted, he wanted more! Roger brought his fingers to Simon's open
mouth and gently push one, later two fingers inside. The boy delicately
sucked them, it was just a reflex, but he didn't feel any shame now doing
so. Roger smiled satisfied and ran his fingers around Simon's wet lips,
"Good boy! Spread your legs wider, arms by your side, Simon. Do it!"

Roger pulled his black tank top off exposing his powerful chest, the man
really was well built for his age! He dropped the tank top to the floor, and
he ordered Simon,
"Just look at me boy, but don't play with yourself, soon you will have time
for that."

Roger was stripping off his black track suit trousers. The older man had a
white jockstrap on, Simon admired the outline of his huge cock in silence,
his blue eyes followed every move of Roger's powerful arms. Simon looked
longingly at the man's powerful chest, the prominent little nipples, Roger's
hairy muscled torso and legs, his now nearly exposed naked body. Simon
whispered totally impressed by Roger, his new friend, his Boss,
"Wow, Roger, you are have hair everywhere!"

"Yes, I know, my little smooth Simon. I was hairy from the beginning,
believe me, your age, at 16, I was the most hairiest boy in my age group. I
really was a young hairy stud."
Roger laughed and flexed his prominent chest muscles to give Simon a good
show, his hard cock throbbed inside his jockstrap. Simon whispered still
totally impressed,
"You still are a stud, Roger!"

"Well you little boy, I can see the eagerness in your eyes. Well, don't
worry, you look great yourself, it is great to have you here! Mm, you look
good this way. A smooth willing boy just kneeling there in front of me."

Simon sat there, kneeling in front of Roger, with his smooth legs spread
wide, his cock and balls exposed to the world. The boy felt like a rabbit in
a car's headlights, he wanted to follow Roger's orders and wishes all the
way. But still had some mixed feelings. Simon was a little bit scared, he
was a virgin to all of this and now he was naked and very excited in front
of this handsome older man. He was totally under Roger's spell, all he could
think of was that Roger was going to suck his quivering cock!

Roger's hand closed round Simon's young cock and pulled his long foreskin
fully back, which made Simon to produce a drop of pre-cum. Simon groaned and
Roger bent forward and flicked his tongue over his sensitive piss-slit,
lapping the pre-cum pearl up. Simon groaned again and trembled,
"Oh, my g-d."

"Mm, your cum taste great, you are real delicious."
Roger murmured stroking Simon's boy cock with one hand. With his other hand
he massaged Simon's tightening smooth balls. Simon wanted more and pushed
his hips forward. Roger smiled at him,
"Well, you are an eager young boy, aren't you?"

"Yes, oh yes, Roger!"
Simon croaked with a trembling voice. Bending forward again Roger blew over
Simon's exposed angry red cock-head. It felt so great, and Simon knew he was
very close to a heavy climax. Roger licked his cock-head all over, took it
into his warm mouth, sucking slowly on Simon's cute exposed cock-head. Simon
gasped at the sensations and felt his boy load started to rise. This was
wrong, totally wrong, but Simon's wildest fantasy became reality, he simply
couldn't hold back.

"Oh, Roger, oh shit!"
The boy cried out hoarsely, his body stiffening. Roger lifted his nearly
bald head, kept Simon's foreskin pulled back and jacked him off with his
other hand,
"Do it boy, just do it!"

It was a simple order, which couldn't be ignored. Simon groaned and shot his
young cum everywhere, coating himself with juicy boy-cum from his belly
button to the blond hair on his head. The cum which was not only hitting his
smooth body, his cum was landing also on the black satin sheets of the bed.
Roger looked surprised but kept a firm grasp of Simon's cock as he continued
to jack his young boner dry. Roger released the trembling boy when he
whimpered like an hurt puppy.

"Beautiful, you are a good boy. You shoot a lot of cum, that's great!"
Roger told the still trembling young Simon,
"Did you like it, little one?"

"Oh yes, Roger, oh yes, I did!"
Simon gasped,
"Nobody's ever touched my cock this way before, you really sucked it! It was
amazing and really cool."

Slowly Simon recovered and Roger asked him,
"That's okay, boy, shall we take the next step? I love to do this kind of
research on you."

"What would I have to do?"
Simon stammered, he wasn't sure about this. He wanted to go home, to escape
from this weird, scary, sensational new situation.
Roger took his huge man cock from his white GO Athletic Support jock,
showing his huge cock to the boy. Roger saw the mixture of fear and the
excitement in Simon's face and said,
"Yeah, I'm sure we will have some fun together, boy."

Simon reacted confused and shy, he mumbled,
"I want it, Roger."

Simon looked at Roger's cock and saw a big drop of pre-cum leaking down.
Roger could catch it on his middle finger and brought his finger to the red
wet lips of the excited teen-boy.
"Lick my finger, Simon, it's good to taste my cum. Just be a good boy and
taste it."

Roger knew the drop was not enough cum for Simon to get a good taste, but he
wanted him to swallow it anyway. Simon hesitated before taking the drop of
pre-cum inside his mouth. After some seconds, he slowly licked Anthony's
finger clean and tasted Roger's cum on his tongue, it was saltier than his
own, but Simon loved the taste!
Roger smiled when Simon swallowed.

"Suck this cock, Simon, hold my hairy legs to steady yourself and suck me
off, like a good boy."
Roger ordered in a husky voice. Simon grasped his hairy legs but didn't open
his mouth wide enough, he just mumbled,
"I can't do that, Roger. It's queer, it's wrong, I can't suck your cock."

"You didn't tell me, it was wrong to suck you. Did you?"
Roger said, lifting up Simon's chin, looking him straight in the eyes.
Beneath Roger's muscled belly his man cock stood proud, nestled in a mass of
pubic hair. It was huge, about 7.5 inches and cut.

"Now boy, just open that pretty mouth and suck my cock."
Roger ordered with a firm voice.
"But... But I'm dirty all over, Roger, what about my cum?"

"Leave it boy, it's good for your smooth skin. Now suck my huge cock, or
shall I tell your Daddy what you really did at work? Seducing your new boss
and getting sucked by him, naked on your knees, shall I tell him that?"

"You would tell him?"
Simon stammered, his voice was breaking and he was close to tears.

"Yes, I can, but will not do so, relax, follow my orders and I will make you
happy. I know you need this, you need this all the way. Now get on with it,
and suck my man cock!"

Simon moved forward, swirled his tongue over Roger's man cock and was
rewarded with a large drop of pre-cum.
"Suck my cock boy, and watch your teeth!"
Roger ordered,
"I will not cum in your mouth, don't worry, my boy."

Roger started rocking gently backwards and forwards, pushing his man cock
deeper inside with each swing. Young Simon lay in his sticky cold cum and
willingly now opened his mouth wider. Roger stepped forward and pushed his
huge cock deeper into Simon's cute mouth. Simon began to suck, it didn't
taste too bad, a little salty, but he liked the feeling of Roger's cock in
his mouth straight away.

"Oh, that's it you little boy, suck my big man cock all the way."
Roger kept repeating his encouragements over and over. By now Simon had some
more inches in his mouth and his jaws were beginning to ache from being
stretched so wide. Simon steadied himself holding Roger's hairy legs, after
a while the boy felt Roger's legs stiffen.

"This is it, my boy. You are now my little cocksucker!"

Roger shouted, and his cock-head swelled as ropes of thick man cum dripped
into Simon's wide open mouth. The boy slurped as he eagerly swallowed
Roger's pre-cum down. The man's pre-cum had a strong taste, but was so thick
and creamy Simon wanted more so he kept sucking hard on Roger's huge cock.

"Boy, this feels good! Don't forget to use your tongue as well. Do it now!"
Another order, Simon did as he was told and enjoyed every second.

"Feel my heavy balls, they are full of cum for you. Feel them!"
Another order. Simon reached forward and grasped Roger's loose, hairy
ball sac massaging his balls with his little hand. After a few minutes Simon
began to wish that his cock was even bigger, it felt so good in his mouth,
he was really enjoying it! Roger started groaning and grunting,
"Hell, you are good! Boy, you are a born cock sucker!"

"Lie back on the bed, my boy."
Roger gasped and pushed the boy down on his back. Simon lay back naked and
exposed to Roger, who jacked at his cock furiously now kneeling between the
boy's smooth legs. Soon Roger groaned and fired five ropes of thick spunk
across Simon's half-hard cock and empty smooth boy balls and belly.

"Boy, stay were you are, don't move."
Roger ordered, catching his breath. He pulled on his black track trousers,
without his white jockstrap and looked down at the cum covered boy.

"Simon, do you want some more?"
Roger asked, smiling as he admired Simon's cum soaked body.
"You want to suck another cock? Well?"

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