Date: Sat, 9 Oct 2010 10:36:51 -0600
From: bob boylover <loveboy1991@live.ca>
Subject: Summer-With-Michael-2

 After ingestion, he wiped his mouth with his forearm and asked me if he
did okay. I think he was still in shock it happened so fast. I assured him
of my approval, complimenting him on his efforts with a big hug and kiss to
his man-pleasing lips. I was confident that I would enjoy them frequently
over the next couple of months!

  We stayed naked, at my request, cuddling on my love seat with a throw
blanket over us to watch the much anticipated hockey game. He was thrilled
with my big screen TV. I had gotten us both as beer, telling him he was a
young man now and one wouldn't hurt. He'd never had one before and didn't
like the taste much so I ended up finishing it and giving him having a
coke.

  That kid was a hockey fanatic! Yelling and screaming at the action,
giving play by play like a regular commentator! Who knows? Maybe that would
be his destiny! He was amazing, telling me how the coach should assemble
his lines, who he should take out and replace with. He was right on the
money more times than not! I made a mental note to see if I could somehow
arrange for him to get into the commentators booth sometime next season as
a public interest segment. The CBC might just find him unbelievable as well
if someone made them aware of his incredible knowledge and talent!

  We opted on hot dogs for dinner, his second favourite food, during the
first intermission. You will not believe what I'm going to tell you, and I
really don't care if ya do! He picked up a wiener to place on his bun and
gave it a simulated blow job moaning, mmmm, mmmm, mmmm! I laughed like I
hadn't done in years. A real stomach howling laugh, tears pouring out my
eyes! He was quite pleased with himself having made me laugh so hard!

  After dinner and frequent chuckles at the memory, I gave him his second
blow job and finger fuck of his young life, on my living room floor. I
thought that I could get him off before the start of the next period but he
had his priorities! He called it a "time out" and "game delay" cracking me
up once again! I finished the task during the second intermission and this
time I let him watch as he ejaculated four decent sized strands of cum
landing on his chest and after his very serious scrutiny of it I licked it
off him.

  I was hard as rock again, so shortly after my last ejaculate! I was
rather impressed with myself wanting another go, but I knew better than to
ask him to give me my just reward as the game was about to commence!

  We were again cuddling on the love seat with the blanket covering just
our lower extremities when I heard a rap on the door being opened and in
walked my friend, Kevin from downstairs. He never waited for permission to
enter since the day I met him. We were very close friends and it never was
an issue with me. But here I was in a very compromising position, naked
with an equally naked 12 year old boy!

  Kevin was well aware of my fixation toward young boys. He knew about my
previous conquests, giving me shit every time. Telling me I'm playing with
fire and stuff. He was into burly type men, the complete opposite end of
the spectrum. He was taken aback when he seen Michael. We were covered at
our mid drifts and although I didn't think he'd expect we were naked, I
knew for sure I was in for another of his lectures later!

  So, to rub salt in the wound I asked if he wanted a beer, pulling off the
blanket, exposing both Michael and my nudity, motioning toward getting up
to get him one. His face dropped to the ground. To add insult to injury, I
mentioned forgetting my manners and introduced him to Michael, Edith's
grandson! He mumbled something derogatory at me, turned and exited out the
door! I had my third gut wretching laugh that night! Michael didn't get it
and I didn't explain it. I obviously had the confidence in Kevin keeping
his mouth shut and we still laugh about it to this day!

  As luck would have it, God must be a boy lover, too, the game went into
overtime. Between periods, Michael gave me another blow job on his knees as
I sat open legged on the love seat. He was getting better at it each minute
it seemed. He was doing it because he really wanted to. Ball work included
this time! There was no mistaking his enthusiasm to please me.

  How I wanted that boy to spend the night with me, but there was no
possible excuse I could give Edith to justify that. She had called earlier,
just after her man pleaser grandson had sucked my cock. I felt a twinge of
guilt talking to her as I fondled the boy's genitals, telling her that I'd
send him home directly after the over time game which I reluctantly did but
not before swearing him to secrecy and asking if he wanted to watch
Sunday's game with me. It was an infatical yes! He hugged me tight and I
kissed him on the forehead and away he went dressed in his sweats, T-shirt
and socks for the first time that night!

  Edith called me on Sunday morning to verify that Michael was in fact
invited to watch the game that night. She went on to tell me how much
Michael liked me and hadn't stopped talking about me all day. I told her
that I thought he was really quite special as well, boy, if she only knew
how special!

  There would be a playoff game every night until the bitter end, maybe two
weeks, so I asked her if he could come up and watch every game as I really
enjoyed his passion for it. She agreed so long as I was sure it wouldn't be
any inconvenience.  I thought to myself a blow job every night certainly
wasn't going to be an inconvenience! Again, I felt a twinge of guilt
betraying her trust.

  Michael arrived at my door around 6:30 as per my arrangement with
Edith. The game was at 8:00 and I told her that there was plenty of
pre-game events and commentary shows that he would enjoy. The pre-game
event was sex with her 12 year old grandson, but I didn't mention that!

  He was wearing a pair of sweat pants, T shirt and white socks which I
didn't hesitate to remove as soon as my door was closed. I was on my knees
sucking his cock in an instant right there in my entrance way. I was so
fucking horny for him I couldn't wait. He got erect in seconds. I had to
pull myself away from his beautiful boy/man cock to haul him into my
bedroom!

  I stripped myself naked, told him to get down on his knees and fed him my
hard, pre cum drooling cock. The thought of having him on his knees had
just suddenly occurred to me which I found extremely erotic. A boy
servicing a man on his knees! Maybe a power thing? He was giving a very
plausible blow job. He was very eager to please me. My knees were shaking
violently. I didn't last very long. I knew I wouldn't. Even he was
surprised when he tasted the first volley after such a short period of
time. I was going to have a repeat performance later anyway. That one would
be a longer, laborious, jaw breaking effort for him. A true test of his
desire to pleasure me!

  As I was releasing a great load into his non stop sucking mouth, I pulled
out and shot over his face, smearing it with my cock head. Another
spontaneous erotic decision! He wasn't expecting that either, I think he
was a little disappointed if you can believe that. He had the look of a
child who's lolly pop was taken away. It was precious! I put it back in his
mouth to allow him the remnants.

  His turn. Now on the bed, I had him lay back as I situated myself between
his legs which I brought up and over him, exposing his little pink hole. I
commenced rimming him. After he got over the initial shock and wonderment
as to why I'd ever want to lick his bum, he started to enjoy it. I had him
hold his own legs up and spread wide, allowing me access to his genitals as
well, licking his ass, upward to his balls and shaft of his cock. I worked
it for a good twenty minutes. I inserted a lubricated finger inside him,
then two, surprisingly easy and painless. At least he never complained. and
began blowing him for all I was worth! He didn't hold back his pleasure,
vocally with continuous, ahhhs, and physically by gyrating his hips and
pushing up to meet my mouth action. I had him in ecstatic sexual bliss and
I felt wonderful for it!

  After what seemed like eternity I felt his cock spasm in my mouth. He let
out a yelp and started to orgasm. For every pulsation of ejaculate came
another yelp of pleasure as I sucked him harder and violated his love canal
with my probing fingers. My just reward, the fruit's of my labour given to
me in about 5 squirts, equating to about a half teaspoon worth of boy
nectar!

  Once our passions had subsided and my jaw re-aligned, we adjourned to the
living room remaining naked. My dried cum on his face, which I insisted
remain, was like my mark of valour, my masculine proweness and proof of
conquer! I even had the strangest notion to take him out in public! To the
gay club down the street, the twinkies that wouldn't give a guy like me the
time of day never mind an innocent conversation! My little cutey, arm
around me tight, parading him for all to see, his cum stained face speaking
volumes. YES! This is my little boy cock sucker, assholes! Then I thought
of prison and quickly dismissed that idea! However, if only my friend Kevin
would make another of his unannounced appearances.......! Gut laugh!

  He made minor complaints that his bum was sore. Maybe I did get a little
carried away up there! My thoughts were now perving on violating him with
my cock which gave me a renewed sense of excitement during my second period
intermission blow job. I hadn't got off when the 20 minute intermission
ended and the third period was beginning, but this time I was resolute that
he was going to finish me off, no game delay or time out, much to his
dismay. His efforts intensified with his desire to get it over with and
watch the game, much to my complete satisfaction! Ten minutes later he was
swallowing his second, but much weaker feast of cum that night.

  Day's passed quickly. The blow job's got better. I couldn't wait to get
home from work. Our lobby has a security camera so you can see who buzzing
you on TV channel 117. Edith told me that he sits watching and waiting for
me daily around 6. Then he's up and running out her door! She would make
extra for dinner and he'd bring it to me. I guess she figured I wouldn't
cook for myself having him there. Italian food at it's best! You know how
they like to feed ya! He was dessert.

  Saturday was here before I knew it. Edith was going on a car trip for the
day to the mountains with her friend. She'd planned to be home later that
evening. I volunteered to watch Michael so as he wouldn't miss the game
that night. Although, she wanted him to go along for the experience, she
gave in to his whinning. Grandma's are such sucks! God bless them all!

  Having no urgency in time, we swam a long time and enjoyed oral sex later
in the day. Not even to the point of orgasm the second go around. Just
making each other feel nice, naked all day. I should point out that during
the week he no sooner came in the door and was stripping off his clothes!
We called it "Naked Hockey Night In Canada!" After the CBC's own tittle and
theme, "Hockey Night In Canada."

  Again, God is most certainly a boy lover himself! Edith called announcing
they had car trouble half way home and that they'd be spending the night in
a motel, appoligizing profusely that Michael would have to spend the night!

    What an inconvenience! Darn it all anyway. Stuck with this little cock
pig over night! Yeah, right! He was so excited as was I. I just didn't show
it as blatantly as he. He even made the comment that he hoped they didn't
get the car fixed for the whole weekend! He made me laugh many times. I was
starting to really love him more each time I seen him. He enlightened my
life so much that it's hard to express. You'd have to experience it to
fully understand.

  I took him to bed near midnight. Spooning his warm body. No urgency
required. He was mine for the night. We were both sexually aroused, groping
him, discovering his arousal, my cock hard against his bubble butt ass. My
mind reeling with the thought and desire of fucking him. Part of me telling
me to do it, another holding me back, between the devil and the deep blue
sea!

  I positioned him on his stomach, pillows propping up his bum. I ate his
ass out, and forcefully applied my lubricated fingers inside of him. He
screamed out briefly, then settled. I was biting his ass and gave him a
rather large hickey on his left bum cheek. Again, my mark on him. Like a
searing brand on a animal, he was mine!

  I was out of control with lust. I didn't ask his permission. I didn't
tell him what I was going to do for fear that he'd clench his rectum in
fear of my cock violating him. He was well used to my fingers probing him
and I used that to my advantage. Positioning my lubricated cock at his
virgin hole, I pushed into him.

  So fucking tight! Sliding into him ever so slowly. He craned his neck to
see what was now not my fingers being applied to his bum. He squealed
loudly but I was already past the point of his "ring of fire." Inching my
way, stretching him in a way that wasn't meant to be. He didn't cry, just
whimpered that I was hurting him. I assured him it would be okay soon
enough and how badly I wanted to do this to him. Begging him to allow it to
happen!

  He resigned himself to the fact that I was receiving pleasure at his
discomfort. I felt his body rescind in submission to me. At that point I
slid in with little effort to the base. I had completely impaled him,
resting to catch my breath and allow him to adjust to my intrusion into his
body's cavity.

  Ever so slowly, I started humping him, picking up the pace to that of
animalistic proportions. My cock snuggled tightly within him. The skin
encasing my cock seemingly locked tight in place by his rectal chamber but
my bone was being masturbated within that same tightness at every
thrust. Moments later I came. The final push deep within, where
anatomically, I wasn't sure to be exact. Colon, bowel. Really no idea about
such things!

  I collapsed on top of him. Kissing the top of his head resting at lower
chest level to me. He'd given himself to me. The ultimate sacrifice that in
his young mind he couldn't possibly comprehend as yet, his virginity! His
innocence evaporated and selfishly taken by me. I pushed it to the furthest
limit in his unsuspecting way. Guilt over ridden, I apologized. Telling him
I didn't know what had come over me. He craned his head up to look at
me. That sincere look is imbedded in my brain to this day! He asked if I
enjoyed it, I replied with a simple, teary eyed, affirmative nod, he said,
good, then he did too, then!

  I loved this little bugger even more at that, heart felt revelation. When
I pulled my soft cock from him, he remarked, to bad, he was just getting
used to it up there! He makes me laugh so frequent with his youthful, dry
sense of humor!

  I never remember such a fitful sleep. Him wrapped tightly in my
protective arms. Waking in the morning believing it was all an erotic dream
only to find him soundly asleep in my arms. I didn't move a muscle the
whole night, nor did he. I am the luckiest man alive to have his unyielding
desire to please me.

  I fucked him often there after. In multiple erotic positions. Him
claiming he enjoyed it, my sense was that he was enduring it for my benefit
the first few times, at least. He did become an aggressive, enthusiastic
participant shortly afterward.

  When the hockey season came to a close, I had to be creative in ways to
be with him. I certainly couldn't have him every day as I had the first
couple of weeks, thanks to hockey. We swam often and enjoyed oral sex in
the sauna when it wasn't in use by other tenants. Edith didn't feel a need
to escort him any longer so long as I was with him.

  Her Saturday bingo nights allowed a logical explanation for him being
over and occasionally I rented a movie that he wanted to see, my big screen
TV being the attraction as far as she was concerned. But I yearned to have
him over night once again.

  Since he'd missed the trip to the mountains, I used that as an excuse,
telling Edith that I had some business in the general vicinity and would be
staying over night in a hotel, it would be a great experience for him to
come along. She granted her permission, even agreeing that he stay the
night at my place since we'd be leaving in the wee hours of the
morning. Two nights in my bed! I hoped that he wouldn't be walking funny
upon our return after I fucked him silly for two days and nights!

  With over night bag in hand, he arrived at my suite on cloud nine around
seven. I wasted no time in bedding him. I sucked him off first then I was
fucking him wildly, making up for lost time and my pent up desires, when I
heard a knock on my door! I just had the feeling that it was Edith. I
disengaged myself from Michael and grabbed the handiest cover up available,
a towel, and wrapped it around my nakedness to answer the door. A million
frightening thoughts pounding in my head.

  I opened the door after looking through the peep hole and seen what I
knew already. I was sweat covered and breathless. Both, from the fucking I
was giving Michael and the fear now before me. I had left him ass high in
the air, propped up by his knees, with no warning or instructions. I don't
think he even heard the knock on the door.

  I couldn't allow her access of any more that two feet from the door as
the interior of my bedroom could easily be seen, a quick glance behind me
confirmed my fear, Michael hadn't moved other than lifting his head in
confusion at my abrupt exit from his ass and bedroom. The first thing she
noticed was his socks, underwear, pants, shirt and T shirt randomly
discarded in my foyer exactly where he disposed of them the minute he came
in as he usually does. There was nothing humorous about it then, though!

 My life as I'd known it flashed through my head. I seen prison bars
closing in my face, if you can believe it, when she asked about his
clothing on the floor! I had to think fast as well as prevent her attempted
entry to pick up after him any farther than she did. My frame blocked her
view of my bedroom.

  I stuttered out that we were just about to have a shower and were going
to turn in early. Great, I thought, "WE" were going to have a shower! What
an idiot! A grown man showering with a twelve year old? Bells and whistles
of "pedophile" would surely be going through her head about now! Just a
brief hint of confusion on her face as she digested the information.

  I had prayed that Michael would sense the danger lurking and hide from
view. He couldn't very well put anything on! It was all beneath my feet,
for God's sake! Then he appeared from the bedroom. He was wearing my robe!
My angel boy saved the day, and hopefully my life behind bars!

  Edith gave him shit for being messy then nagged that she was continuously
picking up after him and that I shouldn't tolerate that behaviour from him
either. She produced two twenty dollar bills, explaining that she'd forgot
to give him spending money for his trip, the purpose of her sudden visit.

  I thought quick, instructing him to go have his shower first, that I'd
wait and go next. He turned on his heels and proceeded to the
bathroom. Edith thanked me again for my interest in taking Michael on the
trip as she picked up his clothes, warning me again, not to let him get
away with such things!

  Once the door was closed, I literally fell to the floor with my head
between my knees and started shaking violently. That was a close call. Too
close. Michael came out of the bathroom, sat down beside me with a sincere
look of concern on his face. He asked if I was sick. I replied, yes, but
not in the sense he meant! I planted a huge wet kiss on his lips, praising
his intelligent and quick thinking.

  About two hours later and a half bottle of gin in me, I was over it, took
him back to bed and fucked him again, Not savagely, as earlier, lovingly,
in his favourite position, on his side, leg up, slow and easy penetrations,
while masturbating him to orgasm, quickly following suit!

  The morning brought on a glorious awakening with him sucking me. A slow,
gentle blow job, no urgency intended. Administered lovingly and tirelessly
for a very long while. His own volition and desire to please me.

  Our trip was most enjoyable, not just the sex, you perverts! Okay, that,
too! Well, maybe a lot of that, too! I showed him all the attractions of
the mountain park, swam naked in a natural sulphur hot spring, off the
tourist map that only locals know of it's existence, thank God! He was
quite comfortable being naked with 5 other people. His first time seeing
the female anatomy in it's live state, as well! I'm sure they wondered at
out relationship, the proverbial "nephew," explanation, of course, but I
caught the look of one young man, a wink indicating his knowingness. Just a
little too close, constant hugging, arm around him, brief kisses to his
face, him sitting on my lap. I finally had another person to flaunt my boy
lover to! The other's just thought it cute I guess!

  The end of August came much to quick. Michael had to go home. I'm not
going to bore you with the emotional set back associated with his
departure, nor my longing for him. Till next summer, Michael! You enhanced
my life, young man!

  Just as a side bar, should his gym teacher make another move on him, he's
in for a hell of a ride!

Hope you enjoyed, feedback always loved loveboy1991@live.ca

Robert