Date: Mon, 23 Jun 2014 16:09:40 +1000
From: Jason J <snowflakes99988@gmail.com>
Subject: Snow Shovelling the Neighbourhood - Part 2

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The moment took over and I felt like reality
was slipping away as I concentrated on these new feelings overwhelming my
senses. Kevin's powerful arms were wrapped around me and the heat emanating
from his crotch pressed against my bum was warm and radiant. I forgot about
everything else going on around me and focused on his lips pressed against
mine. I had never really kissed anyone before and wasn't sure if I was doing it
properly, but he was slow and deliberate. He was sucking my lower lip and I
would feel him slightly bite my lower lip before pulling away from the kiss.
The hair on hair on his chest was curled beneath my fingertips and I felt
compelled to rub his defined pecks, pressing my palms into his nipples. His
hands slid down my ribs to my waist. My heart was pounding. All I wanted was to
please him and for this feeling to last forever. The excitement was bursting
within me and I breathed in his scent again and my eyelids flickered open and
closed uncontrollably as if I was in a lucid dream. He slipped his fingers into
the elastic band of my briefs when suddenly... a phone rang.



The sound of ringing and vibrating from the
black granite kitchen counter startled me back to reality and my eyes opened as
I was jerked back to the present moment. It felt like I was ripped awake from
an amazing dream. I was paralyzed and somehow aware of what we were doing. Was
it right? Were we supposed to be doing this? A small feeling of doubt and
anxiety crept back up to me as I looked around the room nervously,
half expecting
someone to walk in and find us on the brown leather couch. He caught my
glimpse...



"Don't worry Jason. Everything is ok. But I
should probably get that." Said Kevin, behind those big brown, sparkling eyes
that flickered in the dim light of the late winter afternoon.



His deep voice was comforting and the warm
air in the room, fuelled by the wood burning fire, wrapped around my skin like
a blanket. I shifted my weight to one side and rolled off of his lap, freeing
him to quickly get up and move towards the intrusive ring of his cell phone. Oh
my god, my parents, they should be home around now, I thought to myself. What
time is it? Looking towards the window, it was still light, but somewhat grey
as if the clouds were covering the afternoon sun. Usually the sun would set
around 4:30 or 5, while watching the Simpsons after school. I better get going,
I still have to finish his driveway and I didn't ask for permission to shovel
snow. Oh man, they're gonna kill me if I don't make it home before them.



"Hi hunny, what's up?" I heard Kevin say.

"You'll be home in thirty? Maybe you could
pick us up some dinner?"

"Ok. Sounds good."

"Bye."



At this point, I was already sliding on my
snow pants with a quick haste. I can't believe what just happened. Suddenly I
felt extremely guilty and the feeling of anxiety started to intensify, it
reminded me of when I was sent to the principal's office at school. I wanted to
get out of there quick.



"Sorry Jason, that was my wife Vivien. She's
really amazing, you are welcome to stay for dinner if you would like, but first
I think we should finish up that driveway together."



"Um I better get home before my parents
arrive." I said, my voice cracking on the last few syllables.



"It's almost three now, what time do they get
home?" He asked.



"Oh not until 4 today I think." I little wave
of relief washed over me, I still had time.



"Perfect, I'll grab my north face jacket and
some real gloves. Can you pull the extra shovel around from the side of the
house?"

"Sure, no problem. Can you zip up my pants?"

"Haha no worries little man" said Kevin as he
walked over to me, crouched down and spun me around so that my back faced him.
He pulled the pants up my legs, giving me a quick kiss on the right butt cheek
before zipping up my little snow bibs."

"There you go Jase, all set."



I turned around to see his smiling
expression, which put me at ease. He really is a nice guy. "Do you think we can
be friends?" I suddenly heard my own voice say, did I really just say that. You
idiot, why did you say that I thought to myself. What if he doesn't want to be
now?



"Of course, I would love that my little man,"
said Kevin.



Another huge wave of relief washed over my
senses and a mixture of happiness and joy filled me up inside. I leaned forward
and gave him another hug, smelling him one last time and giving him a kiss on
the cheek for being my new friend. He laughed and hugged me back.



"Ok little man. Let's get to work," he said
with a little pat on my bum.



I ran outside, somewhat surprised to see the snow
falling again and new thin layer covering the part of the driveway I had
already finished.  Damnit, I
thought. I went around the side of the house and pulled the shovel out from
behind a piece of plywood and an old ladder leaning against the siding. Within
minutes Kevin joined me and we set to work side by side. In no time at all, the
entire driveway was a perfect picture of grey-black tarmac and Kevin offered to
walk me home.



We crossed the street together and up a
little trail between the trees to the space beneath the power lines, which ran
parallel to our street. We could barely see the road, behind the array of small
alders, tall poplar trees and condensed thorn bushes covered in fluffy white
snow. I spent majority of my time with friends in these woods and knew them
like the back of my hand; however, somehow in the thick snow, everything seemed
new and fresh for exploration.



"We should go exploring..." I said, hinting at
playing some more before I had to go home. I was torn in the middle; I knew what
we did was wrong and that I should go home. Yet I also wanted Kevin to like me,
play with me and be my friend. I wanted us to both have fun, maybe build an
igloo or go snow sledding down the big hill.



"I would little man, maybe tomorrow or this
weekend we can have another snowball fight and build snowmen and light them on
fire," he said.



"Light them on fire!!?" I asked with
astonishment.



"Yea, when I was a kid, we would dress our
snowmen up in old hats, scarves and soak them with lantern fluid. Then when the
sun went down we would light them on fire."



"Woahh cool. That sounds awesome. Did you get
in trouble?"

"Yea a little bit. But it's worth it!"



Suddenly we heard a quick fluttering sound
above us. It was a snowy owl, switching trees right above us. Kevin, lifted his
head and gave a little hooting call, mimicking the owl's call.



"Can you do it Jase?"

"Umm I'll try... hoot hoot hoot." I said
laughing.



"Very good," he said throwing an arm around
my shoulder just as we rounded a stubby evergreen with low hanging branches.
This tree is where I could slip through onto the street to my house.



"Well this is me, " I said pointing towards
the white and green house through the bushes. Kevin looked over towards the
house and studied it for a second before turning and smiling.



"Looks like you have a nice view from your
room on the second floor," he said.

"No way, my parents are on the second floor.
I got to choose my room."

"Oh is that so," he said.

"Yep, I picked the one next to the front
door. Quick access for sneaking out," I said, only kidding around, but trying
to sound cool.

"Alright haha. Well just come by if you want
to hang out. If Vivien is home just say I'm your new big brother, I'll explain
tonight. We can be like a cool secret friendship if you want."

"Ya that sounds perfect," I said, genuinely
ok with that as I was worried what I would have to tell my parents. A secret
seemed harmless.

"Before I forget, here's twenty bucks for the
driveway," he said, handing me a crisp twenty dollar note.

"Wow, Thanks!" partially in shock and smiling
from ear to ear.  "Bye Kevin," I
said carefully putting the money in my pocket, rushing through the zig-zag of
bushes and evergreen branches to the street.

"Bye Jase," I heard come from behind me.



I was the first one home and decided to
discard the evidence of the day. I hung my snow gear in the closet after
brushing off the snow outside. I put my boots back in the front hall closet and
raced up the stairs to the washroom. I saw my pj's and towel on the
floor. Ah that
stuff doesn't matter, mom will be suspicious if the place is too tidy. I was
still reeling from the afternoon and loaded with energy. I felt a little
disgusted with myself for some reason, but the images of his chest and chisel
legs kept floating into my mind causing me to forget what I was doing. I
decided video games were the answer. I played halo until my parents came home.
Everything was copasetic and we had spaghetti with meatballs for dinner.



Around nine pm, I was told to wash up for
bed, so I had another quick shower, brushed my teeth and went down the two
small flights of stairs to the entrance hall. At the bottom of the stairs you
make a quick left through a doorway and pass a medium sized closet on the
right, before coming to a small foyer facing two giant squeaky oak doors with
stained glass windows. To the left of them is my room, tucked away at the side
of the house. It's a small room with a tall narrow sliding window that overlooks
an angled view of the yard across the covered entrance to the front door. I
love my room, it's secluded from the rest of the house. I have a stereo, with a
collection of CDs on my dresser against the back wall with a flag hanging above
it. The wall opposite the door to my room sits a large queen size bed
with a thick
duvet and a shimmery red fleece blanket for extra warmth during the winter.
Next to the slim window is my desk, containing a small LCD tv along with my
xbox and games. My homework was scattered to the right of the desk on the
floor, since it was a snow day that is where it was destined to stay.



I jumped into bed completely exhausted and
pulled the covers up high, I was too lazy to find new clothes so I decided to
sleep in just a baggy white T-shirt. It was probably my Dad's, but it somehow
ended up in my laundry pile.



Now that I was alone, the events of the day
came crashing down upon me. I remembered his smell and the sight of his large
bulge. How it felt to have his arms wrapped around me. Being nestled into his
shoulder watching the large breasts of the blond actress on TV. The thoughts
were racing and my cock stiffened to its full 4inch throbbing size. I
immediately took it between my thumb and two fingers. I began stroking
furiously, letting the thoughts swell. I imagined being in his arms again with
his hard, huge cock pressing against my bum. I tried to imagine what it looked
like and then the feeling started. The amazing feeling that felt like I was
going to pee and then it exploded and I came. I was unable to shoot any white
cum, which my friend had all talked about. How they can shoot `ropes' they
called it. I wanted to shoot ropes, but I only managed a couple drops. The
feeling was incredible though and I felt those fleeting feelings of guilt
again.



I brushed them out of my tired mind as darkness
crept over me in the pitch black of my room and let myself drift into a soft
tired sleep.



A small tapping sound suddenly echoed through
my subconscious and stopped. I listened hard, unsure if this was a dream or
not. Then I heard it again coming from the window. The curtains covered
majority of the window so I couldn't see anything. The tapping continued and I
felt frightened. What the fuck, is there someone out there? Someone is out
there and trying to get in. I was terrified and crawled backwards of the bed,
hugging my knees as I brought my legs up to my chest in the darkness.



The tapping stopped and I waited for what
felt like eternity, but was only a few seconds.



"Hoot, hoot, hoot." I heard in a soft tone,
barely audible. Was it Kevin? I waited again and then suddenly heard the soft
owl noises and mustered up the courage to check the window. I reached the
curtain and felt a pit in my stomach, my heart pounding in fear and
nervousness. I pulled back the dark blue fabric exposing the window frame and
the outline of a still very dark night. Then I saw Kevin smiling and looking
around towards the door. He caught my eye and pointed to the door. I started to
exit my room and remembered that the door was squeaky as hell and my parents
would surely catch us.



I went back to the window and shook my head.
He looked disappointed but then he pointed to the lock on the lower window. I
unscrewed it and pulled off the metal clip along the railing. Once unlocked I
opened the window while he took off the outside screen.



"Shh Jason we need to be quiet," he said
through the window. He lifted one leg through the window and stepped inside,
pivoting his weight backwards and pulling his other leg into the house. Once
inside he quickly shut the window and the curtain again.



"Can we turn on a light?" he said in a hushed
whisper.



I racked my brain for a solution; I remember
I had an old night light under my bed. I dove under the bed to the carpet
floor, located a lion king night-light and plugged into a socket on
the wall. Once
plugged in, a soft orange and red glow from the lion's head lit up the corner.
I turned to Kevin and rushed forward in my white T-shirt, which swayed freely
along my upper thighs.



`What are you doing here?" I said.

"I missed you," he said, "You're like a
little brother to me now." He silently took off his jacket and boots and hid
them under my bed.

"I had to see you," he said.



I was in shock and my I could hear my heart
pounding my head. My mouth felt dry with excitement and I grabbed a glass of
water sitting on my bedside table instinctively. I had  finished a
quick gulp just as Kevin
approached me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and he scooped me up to face him.
He grabbed me with a silent force and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around
his waist without thinking about it and felt his lips kissing my cheek and
neck. His stubble lightly scratched my cheeks and his actions seemed desperate.
I felt loved and wanted in that moment and everything seemed so dangerous since
it was the middle of the night.



With my legs wrapped around his waist my
exposed suddenly throbbing hard penis was against him and his hands cupped my
bum. I felt a finger massage my little bum hole and he lay me down on the bed.
His lips were kissing mine and I felt his tongue lightly licking my upper and
lower lips before he took them each in his mouth and sucked them individually.
I kissed him back and let my arms fall behind my head under the weight of his
grip. I remembered the feeling being pinned in the snow outside his house and
exhaled in a rigged excitement escaping breath. He finished with my lips and
neck and pulled my T-shirt up high before pausing and marveling at my exposed
body. My cock twitched uncontrollably and I watched his hungry eyes feast on my
body.



He remained transfixed as he pulled off his T-shirt
and unbuckled his belt silently. He ripped off his jeans and I couldn't help
but watch an impressive bulge pointing straight up under his boxers. He was
about to pull them off, but he stepped off the bed and walked up towards me.
The way the light shone from the back corner of the room, it lit up his body
before me. He moved my hands towards his massive cock and the waistband off his
boxers. I looked up at him and saw his kind, hungry and glowing eyes down upon
me.



I averted my gaze back to his massive bulge
and slowly pulled down his boxers. His cock suddenly escaped the confines of
the fabric and twitched forward, just inches from my face. I was shocked at the
size. It took me a moment to witness what I was looking at... There was a deep
dark, matte of trimmed hair, almost appearing black in the lighting of my room.
Then I saw a pouch of heavy balls hanging at the base of a thick white cock
that was perfectly straight and curved upwards to the tip. At the tip, the skin
was parted showing just a slight tip of the pink head. I saw veins running
along the shaft and then it hit me. A full smell unlike anything I have ever
encountered. It was intoxicating, almost like a sweaty, pheromone mixture of
his smell earlier in the day but stronger. It made me weak and I closed my eyes
and found myself inhaling deeply as I moved towards the tip.



I looked up and met his eyes, a smile
flashing across his face as he reached down and placed both hands on my head.
He guided me closer. I lifted my own little hands and reached forward. My mouth
was sticky and I was breathing hard as I watched my hands touch the base of his
shaft. It was impossibly hard and it jerked backwards upon touching it. I could
barely wrap my hand around it. He pulled my left hand up to his mouth and
licked it, sucking on my fingers before letting go. I moved that hand back to
his cock and felt the length of it. I was exploring and playing with it. I felt
his heavy balls, leaned forward and brushed them against my cheek and nose,
smelling them, before opening my mouth and licking them.



I heard him let out a little moan and his
cock jerked again. I kept exploring and stuck out my tongue so that it licked
the base of his shaft. Under the guidance of his relaxed grip behind my head I
licked his shaft up to the top. The pink head exposed a slit that was dripping
in rich pre-cum, which glistened in the soft light. I found his eyes with my
gaze and he encouraged me forward, so I summoned the courage and took the head
of his cock in my mouth. I savored the taste of his pre-cum and sucked on the
head like a Popsicle. With my little hands I pulled back the skin on the head
and tried to fit in some more in my mouth.



With my tongue and mouth, I sucked and
explored his cock forever. I lost all track of time and reality, all that
mattered was the smell, taste and sight of Kevin's cock in my mouth. My own
cock was twitching uncontrollably in pleasure.



Then he stopped and I thought I had done
something wrong. He spun me around and pushed on my back, forcing me into the
duvet across my bed. I felt his hands and kisses all over my legs and then I
felt his hands strongly grip my butt cheeks. He parted them and I started to
lift myself up, but he pushed me back down.



"Try not to moan, my little man. This will be
an intense pleasure for you," I head him whisper in my ear.



Then I felt it. He had plunged his tongue
into my little hole, licking and penetrating my hole. My body writhed
uncontrollably and I felt shockwaves flood over my senses. I felt myself about
to moan and scream, so I bit down on the blanket. He thankfully stopped.



"Jason, my little man. Try to relax, you will
get use to it"



Then his tongue found my hole again,
penetrating deeper and deeper. His lips sucking and soft flesh moping up the
pink edges of my little hole. The rings of my anus, clamped down on his tongue
sporadically. It felt amazing and I felt myself about to pee again. Then it
happened, my little pink hole clamped down on his tongue and I came violently.
It was the strongest orgasm I had ever felt. My cock thrust forward and ejected
fluid all over the bed and my belly, but Kevin continued. He licked until I
finally became used to it and the shockwaves echoed through to my core. I felt
shivers everywhere and all I could do was hang on to the intense waves of
pleasure crashing over me, through me, inside of me and all around me.



Then he stopped and I was in no way possible
to move my body. I had multiple violent orgasms and was still biting the duvet.
After a few seconds I caught my breath and propped myself up on my elbow. Kevin
scooped me up and lifted the duvet, sliding me under the covers. I felt my
hands on his chest once again and the warm sensation of his body heat against
me. I breathed in his smell and felt my hard cock pressed against his thighs.
There was no way to comprehend these feelings.



I looked towards him and couldn't help but
cry. He was the most beautiful man and he had given me something no one had
ever done before.



"What's wrong my little man?" He said. "Hush
hush little Jason" he whispered to me.

"I love you. I love you so much," was all I
could whisper back.



At the sound of that he had a new fiery
passion and resumed kissing my lips and pulling me close. When our kiss broke I
heard him whisper back.



"I love you too my little Jason. I have a way
we can express our love together."

"I'll do anything for you," I said, staring
into his brown eyes as tears of pleasure and happiness flowed down my cheeks.



He propped himself up against the headboard
so he was sitting with his back to the wall. Then he lifted me up so that I was
sitting in his lap and pulled the covers in close behind my back. I felt the
strong pressure of his massive cock on the small of my back and I rubbed my
butt up against it while looking directly into his eyes.



"I love you Jason and I want to be inside of
you."

"I love you too, but what do you mean," I
said confused but eager to help.

He leaned forward and kissed my tears, which
were salty against my lips. I put my little hands on his chest and felt him
lift up my little so that I felt the warmth of his cock pressed against my
little pink hole.



I looked at my hands on his chest and then
back into those gleaming eyes. I felt the pressure of his head against my bum
and start to slide inside.



"I want you inside me," I said.

"I'm going to fuck you my little man," he
said. "Push back like your going to the washroom." He then took off
one of the pillowcases
and tied it around my mouth, behind my head. I was nervous but I felt
completely safe in his arms.



I felt his cock stretching my asshole, it was
huge and painful. I didn't think it was going to fit. I tried to wiggle free
but he held me tight and held me close. His hands gripped around my body and I
felt his cock penetrate me. He was slow, gentle but strong and gripped me hard
and tight until I felt my bum on his thighs. He held me like that for a long
time. I felt tears escaping my cheeks and the burning sensation began to
subside. An intense pressure somewhere inside of me replaced it. It felt
strangely unique and almost natural. I concentrated on the feeling and jerked
my throbbing hard cock between my fingers. Then he lifted me up and I felt the
cock begin to retreat from my tight hole. Just when I thought it was over he
thrust back inside of me and I collapsed on his chest, the pleasure was intense
and It felt like I was cuming again, but this time the feeling didn't stop. He
fucked my little ass several times until I heard a strong creak sound.



At first I didn't think twice, but then I
realized the sound of weight on the stairs. Someone was coming downstairs and
it was definitely my dad. Oh my god, oh my god I thought. I quickly untied the
pillowcase.



"It's my dad," I said in hushed whisper.



Kevin lifted me up and with one free hand,
threw the pillows down on the bed and covered them with the duvet. It looked
like a sleeping person on the bed in the dim light of the room. Then he pulled
himself and me into the closet next to the door. I heard footsteps approaching
and my heart pounding. Kevin held me close against him and his cock was still
inside of me and throbbing hard. The footsteps echoed to the door and then
stopped. I felt my heart stop and I held my breath, praying and wishing he
wouldn't open the door. The moment lasted a lifetime. I could live and die in
that one second. Then the footsteps turned around and I felt Kevin's cock seize
up simultaneously.  Then his
beautiful cock violently pulsed a dozen times. He pumped my ass full of hot cum
and held me close with his cock all the way inside of me.



"I love you Jason," he whispered after his
cock jerked for the last time. He lifted me off and placed me on the bed. He
forced me into the fetal position and watched my little hole. Once I pushed out
some of his cum, he scooped it up with his hand and brought it to my mouth.
There were globes of hot white cum on his fingertips and I looked into his eyes
and licked his fingers clean.