Date: Fri, 10 Aug 2012 14:44:10 -0700
From: "storiesforfun.21@gmail.com" <storiesforfun.21@gmail.com>
Subject: Tales of Exploration part 4

Tales of Exploration IV (Troy I)

      Nothing sexual happened for two years after Josh had left. When I was
ten, Cadence, Josh's younger sister and my best friend after he had left,
moved into an apartment complex one street behind mine. The only way to get
there was to either walk all the way around through a busy street or to cut
through the bushes and fence that separated our complexes and pass
through. There was always a hidden gap in the fence somewhere that us
younger kids and teenagers used as shortcuts.

      I had grown two inches in the last two years and stood at 4' 3" which
wasn't that much of a change for me. I was still the same wiry kid that
loved exploring and spending time outdoors. I guess the only difference
would have been the fact that I now new that pleasuring a boy could be just
as much fun as playing outside, better even.

      Cadences apartment complex was laid out in a U shape. If you turned
the U upside down I could tell you that her apartment was near the middle
of the left side. At the top point of the bend was where the fence traveled
separating her complex and mine.

      About two weeks into September a guy moved into an apartment at that
point in the bend, actually he lived right in front of the hidden gap in
the fence. The first time I saw him I was squeezing through the gap and the
curtains of his sliding glass door were wide open. There were stacks of
boxes all over his living room and he was facing away from me while he
talked on the phone with someone.

I had stopped and stared, the guy was huge, I later found out that he stood
at a whopping 6' 3". For a kid my height, that was like a tower. Aside from
his height he was also built like a tank. He was wearing a grey T-shirt
that clung to him in all the right places. His left hand was bent so that
he could hold the phone to his ear and I could see his bicep bulge out, it
looked to be the size of a football. His back muscles rippled beneath the
grey shirt as he moved around. His shoulders were broad and tapered down to
a narrow waist.

      He was wearing a cap backwards, but judging by the tuft of silky
looking hair in his pits, he had black hair. He wore brown cargo shorts at
the time that also clung in all the right places, his muscular ass must
have been enough to hold them up cause he wasn't wearing a belt. His legs
were furry and very well muscled

      He turned around and caught me staring, I didn't notice because I was
too busy staring at the beautiful bulge in his crotch. When I finally
looked up there was a sexy smirk on his handsome face and he winked at me
before going back to his phone conversation, his eyes were an awesome green
and he had sort of thin, pink-ish lips and a strong sharp jaw line.

      I took off after he winked at me, I'm sure if I stayed any longer
he'd be laughing at my beet red face instead of winking again.

      The next time I saw him I was passing through the gap again and his
sliding glass door was open. It was a chilly day and I was wrapped up in
warm clothes, sweater, jacket, jeans, and toasty warm socks and shoes. I
had to stop again just to take him in completely. His attire or lack
thereof, was ridiculous for the current cold. He was shirtless and in just
a pair of tight, blue boxer briefs. This time he was stretching, safe, just
barely inside his home. Two steps forward and he'd be out on his patio for
his neighbors to see.

He was facing me and hadn't noticed, both arms raised up and clasped just
behind his head, eyes closed and a smile on his face. He had big juicy Pecs
with dark quarter sized nipples, tight washboard abs with a deep v-cut that
had me almost drooling. There was a light treasure trail that disappeared
into his briefs and his bulge looked even juicier. I could see the outline
of his shaft stretching down the right side of his briefs and if I didn't
know better I'd say I could just barely make out the tip of his head
peaking out of the leg band. He looked huge. His thighs definitely caught
my attention, they were like tree trunks.

      "Ya know, if the manager catches you creeping through that fence,
you're bound to get in trouble."

      He had a low deep voice, he'd stopped stretching and I looked up at
the cocky smirk on his face.

      "Don't worry, I won't tell if you don't." his eyes looked down at his
body and I looked down too, taking him in all over again.

      "Ok." He chuckled and I smiled.

      "Names Troy. I just moved in, but I guess you knew that already
seeing as how you were there when I was calling the cable guy." I nodded.

      "I'm Sean. I live in the apartments over there." I thumbed the
apartments behind me and he smirked again.

      "I knew that, otherwise why would you be traveling through the gap
there." As he spoke I could see the vapor in the air.

      "Aren't you cold? Why are you naked?"

      He chuckled again and flicked one of his nipples. They'd gotten hard
and pointy from the cold air and I could see the beginning of Goosebumps on
his flesh.

      "I'm not naked, I'm wearing these," he pulled the elastic band of his
boxer briefs and let them go, the resounding smack made my kid dick twitch
in my pants, I didn't know why though.

      "And to answer your other question, I just got back from the gym and
was a little warm, so I thought I'd let in some cool air before taking a
shower."

      He'd started fingering and pinching his right nipple while he spoke,
but I don't think he realized he was doing it. It was quite the sight, his
big hands pinching, pulling and twisting that hard little bead. His
breathing got a little heavier and I could just make out his dick getting a
little bigger in his briefs.

      He let go of his tit and brought his hand up to scratch the back of
his head, showing me his bulging bicep again.

      "How old are you, kid?"

      "Ten." He nodded sagely.

      "You must be into video games by now right?" This time I nodded.

      "Cool, then if you ever get the urge, you can come over and play
against me. You're the first person I've officially met here since I lived
in Georgia before coming here."

      I nodded hesitantly. "ok." He turned around and I stared at his
bulging muscular ass and he walked deeper into his apartment. I figured
that was the end of the conversation so I left to meet up with Cadence.

      After that initial meet and greet we became great friends. He was
twenty-two and had served five years in the Marine Corps, which explained
why he was so buff. He'd last been stationed in Georgia and had moved to
the northern coast because he preferred the rainy weather and milder
summers to constant sunshine and muggy summers. He'd joined at seventeen
after graduating a year earlier than the rest of his high school class. He
always kept his hair buzzed, not exactly military short, but short enough
that it was never a hassle for him.

      He had awesome games and since he lived so close I would usually end
up coming home late. It got dark around four thirty and I'd be home around
nine for bed. I found out that he was straight and loved talking about
girls. He would say he loved girls with big tits and big round asses.

      When he would ask me what I liked about them I would respond with the
usual "girls are gross." He'd just laugh and tell me that I was too young
to appreciate the beauty of a woman and that one day I'd see what he was
talking about. In my mind I'd think "yeah right."

      I started thinking that I would love for him to use me as his own
personal toy. We'd play video games and if he wanted to cum, he'd signal me
by spreading his legs and slouching on the couch. I'd drop to my knees and
he wouldn't pay me any attention as he continued to play. He'd let me know
I was doing a good job by his low deep moans and heavy breathing and then
he would burst in my mouth and I'd swallow it all like a good boy and we
would both go back to playing. Every now and then he would smirk and tell
me how much he loved my cute little mouth and "did you like the taste of my
warm, thick cum?"

      I always got hard when my mind went to those thoughts and would have
to bring my knees up to hide my stiffy. I think he noticed sometimes
because he'd have that sexy smirk on his face and look at me like he knew
my secret.

      One day I came over to play video games. He always left the sliding
glass door unlocked for me to come in, it was his way of telling me he was
home. When it was locked he was out. Today was different though, everything
was quiet. The TV was off and his game systems were put away. As I passed
by the kitchen I saw that it was empty as well. I went back to the hall way
near the entrance and passed the bathroom door, which was wide open and
there was no movement from within.

      He must be sleeping, I thought. So I made my way to his bedroom and
saw the door slightly ajar. I could hear soft breathing from inside and I
peaked my head in. there he lay, sprawled out on the bed in nothing but a
pair of black boxer briefs. He had one arm under his head, the bulging
muscles acting like a pillow, the other lay across his belly. His left leg,
which was for some reason the only thing under the covers, was bent with
his foot a couple of inches away from his other leg which was stretched
straight out.

      I saw the big bulge in his briefs twitch once and that's when my
mouth began to water. This was my chance. I knew it was a bad thing to feel
him up and do things to him while he was asleep, but I probably wouldn't
get another chance like this.

      I stepped into his room and quietly made my way to his bed. I stared
down at his sleeping form and saw that he was even more beautiful when he
was sleeping. His features were softer, more open.

      I reached down and softly caressed his right pec, the skin was so
smooth, but the muscle was nice and hard. I gave it a light squeeze before
zeroing in on his nipple. I flicked it once, then again and it began to
harden. I gave it a light pinch and Troy let out a soft sigh in his
sleep. I stopped and waited, thinking that he would wake up and catch me
but other than the sigh his breathing didn't change, neither did he move. I
put my hand back on his pec, gave his nipple a light twisting tug and moved
on. I felt the ridges of his abs, trailed my fingers up his arm that lay
across his body, felt those strong biceps then trailed back down. I
fingered the v-shaped groove.

      He had a trail of dark hair leading from his inny belly button, down
into his briefs. And there it was, my prize. His bulge was just as big as I
knew it would be. My hand caressed his limp package, softly feeling his
fleshy tube. My fondling must've felt good because his dick started getting
hard. It pumped up with his heartbeat, growing steadily. It stretched out
to the right, then began to travel upward, Each time getting bigger.

      When it finally stopped growing, his whole cockhead and some of his
shaft was sticking out of the top of his boxer briefs, it was thin and
spear shaped, perfect for penetrating holes, he was cut. I loved being able
to see his head in plain sight and the rest of his shaft covered by soft
cloth. The outline of his balls was tempting too, nice and big.

      I went straight for his head, letting my fingers stroke the soft
meaty flesh. It was a dark pinkish color. I traced my finger just under the
ridge and it was like his whole body twitched. I knew that was one of the
most sensitive spots on a guy, I knew I liked touching that spot when I
played with myself. He unconsciously let out a low deep moan that I could
just barely hear.

      From the ridge I went up to his tip where I swiped over his cock lips
with my thumb. He wasn't leaking... yet, but he would soon enough. I
wrapped my fist around the cloth covered shaft and began to slowly stroke
back and forth. Troy sighed again and subtly shifted his legs, opening just
a little wider, but other than that he remained asleep.

      Through all this I figured troy must've been a heavy sleeper, if I
was able to get away with all of this then why not take it a bit further. I
was down on my knees next to the bed and moved so that I was directly over
his big dick. I brought my face down onto the cloth covered shaft and
rubbed my face over his hard flesh. The smell made my own kid dick jump in
my pants, his briefs had a slight bleach like smell and I could see traces
of a white, dried stain on the pouch that I guessed was from him jacking
off at some point earlier in the day.

       I reached down and gave my own hard little knob a fondle and began
to mouth the fleshy tube. I trailed my tongue along the cloth covered dick
as I my mouth trailed up the top to his uncovered tip where I took him into
my mouth and slobbered all over the head. When I pulled back it was shiny
with my spit and I admired my handy work. Doing all this and him not waking
up had me getting bolder.

      I gripped the sides of his briefs and began to tug them down, hooking
them just under his big, juicy balls. You could tell they were low hangers
when they spilled over the waistband. What surprised me was the lack of
hair, it looked like he shaved because while he didn't have a bushy tangle
of pubes, he had a neat closely trimmed patch. It made his dick look even
bigger. While he wasn't as thick as Josh was he was definitely bigger, I
later found out that he was just over eight and a half inches.

      I took him in my hand again, this time getting to feel the soft,
steely flesh. It was warm to the touch and as I stroked his big dick I
began to pick up speed. His breathing slightly changed, coming faster than
before, he was sighing a lot more too. Yet still he slept, if I didn't know
better I'd say he was probably having a nice dream to match what was
happening to his dick.

      Finally after a couple minutes of stroking I saw the first drops of
pre-cum seeping from his slit. It was now or never. I brought his dick up
from his body and gave the head a long lick, lapping up the juice from his
tip. He tasted differently than Josh had, his juice was stronger, somehow
better tasting than Josh's had been. I wanted more. I took his head in my
mouth and sucked, making sure to keep stroking.

      I guess the feeling was too strong because soon Troy woke up.

      "What the fuck!?" he shoved me off his dick and sat up in bed. He was
definitely surprised, and his surprise quickly turned to anger.

      "What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" he grabbed at the blanket
that had been covering his leg and pulled it into his lap.

      I was definitely scared and didn't know what to do.

      "I'm sorry." I whispered, "I just wanted to make you feel good."

      "I'm not a fuckin' queer." He spat, "shit, and you're a kid, a
kid. What kind of kid goes around suckin guys cocks?"

      I bowed my head and sniffled, feeling the tears trying to force their
way down my cheeks.

      "Shit." He sighed.

      I didn't look up, but I felt his strong hands wrap around my tiny
arms and he brought me into a hug. I was seated on his thigh as his big
arms enveloped me. It was almost like being in a cave he was that huge, or
maybe I was just really small.

      "What you did was wrong, and you can't ever do it again, ya hear?" I
nodded into his shoulder.

      "Besides, I'm not queer, and I don't think you are either. You're
just confused is all." The tears had stopped, but I didn't move as he kept
talking. I liked how his deep voice reverberated through his chest and the
safe feeling I got from being wrapped up in his arms.

      "One day you'll see that you like women, with big fuckin' tits and a
wet, tight...pussy." His breathing got shallow and I guess the fact that he
hadn't gotten to cum was getting him horny, otherwise what happened next
probably never would've happened.

      "You'll wanna," he rubbed my cloth covered back until he reached the
bottom and slipped his hands under my shirt, "feel her soft, silky smooth
skin." His big hands trailed up my back and rubbed around in lazy
circles. I felt him rest his chin on the top of my head.

      "And maybe finger her," one hand strayed and went into my pants
reaching for my butt, one of his fingers trailed along my crack and
fingered my boy hole, "tight, little, pussy, till she begs you to fuck
her." His forefinger just barely dipped into my boy hole and I sighed. His
fingers were a lot thicker than Josh's had been. In fact, one of his hands
engulfed both of my tiny ones completely.

      I knew he was getting into this. I lowered my head from his shoulder
to his pec and started licking his own flesh. My lips wrapped around the
nub I had been playing with earlier and I sucked on his nipple. He let out
a soft sigh and his hand came out of my pants only to press my head harder
into his tit.

      "Yeah, bite it for me." I softly bit the nub, over and over, he
must've liked it cause he was breathing really hard.

      "Yeah, that's right. Milk that fuckin' tit."

      I shifted a bit and fell into his lap. I could feel his big dick
pressing up against my butt, so I decided to tease him a bit as I thrust
back into his crotch.

      "Shit, yeah." He thrust back.

      His hands went back down to the hem of my shirt and he tugged it
off. He stood up, causing me to tumble onto the bed. I looked up at his
face and his eyes were glazed over, but there was definitely something
there, something that had changed and I didn't know if I would end up
liking it or not.

      "On your back." I did as I was told and lay down. His strong hands
reached down and gripped my shoulders pulling me up so that my head hung
over the edge of the bed. I came face to face with his monster. He was on
his knees and it was at a perfect height for me to suck on, but he had
other plans.

      "You want dick? I'll give you dick. I'll feed you till you fuckin'
blow." He slapped my face with his giant cock as he spoke and I felt some
of his pre-cum smear on my cheek and chin.

      "Open up."

      My mouth opened and he stuffed his dick in my mouth. He shoved the
head and an inch of the shaft into my mouth and I started sucking and
licking like an eager little slut.

      "Yeah, that feels good, but this'll feel even better."

      He held my head steady and shoved all eight inches down my
throat. And that was when I found out that I didn't have a gag reflex. But
because he was an adult and I was a kid, the initial penetration stung and
I felt my eyes water as his big tube of flesh sunk deep into my throat. I
swear I could feel all eight plus inches fill my throat and force it to
expand to accommodate his length.

      "Holy shit, your throat is so tight kid, and so warm and wet." He
pulled all the way out and thrust all the way back in. "shit, no one's ever
taken me all the way."

      I quickly learned to breathe through my nose otherwise I would
suffocate. He slowed down so that he could watch his whole length disappear
down my throat.

      "Fuck that's beautiful." I was glad that he was taking pleasure from
using me. That's what I had wanted and maybe this would become a regular
thing.

      "Shit, I can see it going down your throat." He placed his hand on my
throat as he began pushing back in.

      "Goddamn that's fuckin hot. You're amazin kid. This is gonna make me
blow soon."

      He seemed to love watching as his big cock would slowly slip all the
way into my warm, wet mouth. He'd take his time pulling all the way out to
the tip and tell me to tongue his head. I'd give his head a thorough tongue
bath, making sure to lap up the pre-cum that was now oozing out of his
cock. He didn't leak as much as Josh but it was just as good.

      "Shit, you love my big piece of meat down your tight little throat
don't'cha, ya little cocksucker." He pulled out.

"Tell me ya love it." he smeared his spit covered dick all over my face.

      "I love your big fat cock in my mouth." I spoke up, my voice was a
bit raspy from the work out it was getting, but that just seemed to turn
him on even more.

      "Yeah, I'm gonna cum so deep in your throat you'll never want me to
stop." he said as he dipped his dick back in my mouth and forced it down my
throat.

      Pretty soon he began to pick up the pace and began skull fucking me,
His big balls slapping into my forehead and the bridge of my nose. The only
sound came from the loud slurping sound that was made when he pulled out
and his hard breathing. Every time I breathed in I would get the musky
smell of man and it was intoxicating. I felt my own little hard on
throbbing in my pants, begging for release.

      "Gag for me kid," his hand was back on my throat and he seemed to
love feeling as his dick invaded deep into my gullet. "Just pretend to or
something."

      I tried to gag, but couldn't do it, instead I ended up swallowing
while his head was just entering my throat and troy lost it. I guess I had
stroked the head of his dick with my throat and the feeling was intense
enough to make him shoot.

      "Shit, shit, so goo...shiiiit" he slammed home and I felt as his cock
spurted in my throat. It was an odd feeling as his shots would occasionally
hit against the walls of my throat but it was good, at the same time I felt
myself grow harder followed by the second orgasm of my life where nothing
had touched my dick, the first being when Josh had fingered me for the
first time. I must've really liked what he was doing to me in order for
that to have happened. He stayed lodged in my throat, making small thrusts
as he kept cumming. He didn't let me get a good taste of him.

      When he finished he pulled out so the head rested on my tongue.

      "Clean it up." I went to work lathering up his dick head, getting the
last sticky remains out of his tip. The small amount of cum was delicious.

      "Yeah, you're a good little cocksucker."

      I moaned and he chuckled.

      When it was over he laid back down on the bed and tossed his arm over
his face to hide his eyes. The room fell silent and I sat up, the burning
in my throat was pleasant and I was a little sad that he had stopped. After
a couple of minutes, he broke the silence.

      "Shit... what did I just do?"

      I put a hand on his arm and he flinched, before turning his back on
me.

      "Sorry kid, but you need to go now."

      I was confused by his behavior but quietly left anyway.

      "Shit." Was the last thing I heard him say to himself as I left the
room.

To be Continued.

So what do you guys think? I know there was too much text and not enough
sex, but It had to be done. Anyways next time around there shouldn't be
that much of a wait before the sex kicks in. Your e-mails are greatly
appreciated.