Date: Tue, 24 Mar 2009 14:32:42 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sebastian Fforde <sebastianfforde@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tanner's Talent Chapter 8

Tanner's Talent

Copyright 2009 Sebastian Fforde

(MB, teen, oral, exhib)

This story is completely fiction. Well, most of it is, anyway. If you
aren't interested in reading the kind of sexually explicit stories you
might find on Nifty, then you can stop right now. But if you ARE
interested, then read on.

This story is for Aiden, who has talents of his own.

Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin.

Chapter 7

***

One day I got an invitation to an art show in the mail. Naturally, I
assumed it was from Tanner, so I called him up to see what the story was.

"Congratulations, Tanner! I see you're in an art exhibition!"

"Oh, that's nothing!" Tanner groaned. "Every year the art department of my
school gives out awards and stuff. It's no big deal."

"You're gonna be at the opening, right? Cuz I'm definitely coming in
support of the most talented artist I know!"

"Yeah, my mom's making me go. I hate going to these kinds of
things. Everyone asks me about my art and I never know what to say."

"So where exactly is it being held?" I asked. "The invitation just says
`The Armory in Alger Park'. I didn't even know there was an armory in Alger
Park!"

"Oh, that's the playhouse thing. It used to be an armory."

"Oh, you mean that creepy building that has the bad plays and the puppet
shows in the summer?" I laughed. "I think we went on a field trip to see a
terrifying production of Pinocchio there when I was in fourth grade!"

"Yeah, that's the place," Tanner replied. "I was actually IN terrifying
production of The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe there when I was in
second grade. I had to play Edmund."

"Oh, that's hilarious!" I laughed. "Do you have pictures?"

"Thankfully, no."

"Ok, Tanner. I'll be there. I can't wait to see all your art on display!"

***

That Sunday I made my way to the Alger Park Armory. The place was buzzing
with students, teachers and parents. It took me a while to spot Tanner in
the crowd. When I saw him with his mother, I noted that he looked even
nerdier than usual. His glasses were actually held together with tape! I
couldn't wait to tease him about that.  "Hey Edmund!" I called out when I
saw him.

When Tanner saw me, he looked somewhat embarrassed. He also looked eager to
slip away from his mother.

"Oh God, Sebastian! Get me outta here, please!"

"Care for some Turkish delight, Edmund?" I asked, offering him the candy I
had brought especially for the occasion.

"That's not funny!" Tanner giggled, taking the candy.

"Well, you're laughing, aren't you?" I replied. Then I looked carefully at
his taped-up glasses. "What happened there?"

"I lost a screw," Tanner moaned.

"I always knew you had a screw loose!"

"That's not funny either!" Tanner laughed.

"I know," I replied. "But I couldn't resist! Oh by the way, Tanner, did you
win any awards?"

"Honorable mention," Tanner grumbled. "I shoulda got first place!"

"Those judges don't know talent when they see it!" I reassured him. "Now
where's your artwork?"

"On the back wall over there. You see where that weird-looking guy is
standing?"

"The dude with the ugly scarf and the sunglasses that make him look like a
space alien?"

"Yeah. He's checking out my stuff right now."

"Well let's go over there," I said. "Let's see what he thinks of your art!"

I had to practically drag Tanner over to where his drawings were hung. To
my disappointment, the only work that was displayed was Tanner's portrait
and caricature work. With one exception – the figure study that Tanner
had done of me the first time we had sex. It wasn't a full nude, just a
torso, but it was very sensuously drawn. It was probably the most risqué
piece of art in the whole show.

"Very nice, Tanner," I complimented him. "But what about your other
drawings?"

"What other drawings?" Tanner asked innocently.

"You know," I said. "Your REAL artwork. The secret drawings that you won't
even show me."

"No!" Tanner squealed like a girl. "I can't show anyone THOSE! I'm not
ready!"

Tanner's outburst attracted the attention of the weird-looking man with the
oversize Chanel sunglasses. He had been inspecting Tanner's drawing of me,
and when he turned around and saw us, he became quite animated.

"I say," he addressed Tanner in an affected tone, "why you must be the
artist!" Then he sized me up, practically undressing me through his x-ray
specs. "And you must be the model! Extraordinary! Fantastic! Stupendous!"

Tanner gave me an `is this guy for real?' look.

The weird-looking man approached me and gently stroked my back. I flinched
at his touch.

"That's funny," he said, stroking my shoulder blades, "but I thought angels
had wings!"

Tanner rolled his eyes. I moved away from the weird-looking man and Tanner
grabbed my arm protectively.

"My name's Tanner Harris," Tanner said, "and this is my BOYFRIEND,
Sebastian!"

"I'm delighted to meet the both of you!" the weird-looking man
exclaimed. "My name is Arthur Tickler, and I am the director of the
ManScapes gallery downtown. I specialize in uh, male nudes. Here is my
card," he said, handing his card to Tanner.

Tanner took the card, folded it nervously and stuck it in his back pocket.

"I'm pleased to make the acquaintance of such a talented young man," Arthur
Tickler blathered on. "And such a visually pleasing model! Do come and
check out the gallery! Perhaps when your talent is more, uh, developed, I
can give you a solo exhibition! How would you like that, young man?"

"Thanks, I guess," Tanner mumbled. Then he looked nervously to the other
side of the room. "Oh, there's someone I have to go talk to over there."

"Well it was a pleasure meeting the both of you!" Arthur Tickler
exclaimed. "Bye!"  We made our way to the other corner of the room.

"Who is it you gotta go talk to?" I asked Tanner.

"You, Sebastian!" Tanner whispered urgently. "I'm really horny and I want
you to suck my dick real bad! The only problem is that I forgot my
sketchbook and I have nothing to draw on!"

"If you're that horny, Tanner, you won't need your sketchbook! Couldn't we
just do it for once without the whole `artist and model foreplay thing?"

"I guess we could try that," Tanner said, looking puzzled. "Let's get outta
here and go someplace – anyplace!"

"I'll think of some place we can go," I assured him. "So are you going to
go check out that guy's gallery?" I asked. "ManScapes!"

"Oh God no!" Tanner gasped. "See why I hate these art shows? Aside from
parents and teachers, only creepy people that go to these things!"

"It's not all bad," I consoled Tanner. "Who knows? You might get your first
art show at ManScapes Gallery!"

"Come on, Sebastian! We've stayed here long enough! Let's go somewhere!"

"How about that really woodsy part of the park? The place where all the
guys cruise. We could mess around there."

Tanner looked at me with suspicion. "What do you mean, `the place where all
the guys cruise?'"

"You know," I said. "It's a cruising area."

"What's cruising?" Tanner asked innocently.

"You know," I said again. "Where guys go to hook up and have sex in
public."

"And how do you know about all this, Sebastian?" Tanner glared at me.

Uh-oh, I thought. I shouldn't have said anything to Tanner about
cruising. It was true that before I met Tanner I had gone there a few
times, but he didn't need to know about that now, did he?

"Well, uh," I said, "I heard about it from my friend Willy. He used to go
there sometimes."

"Ok," Tanner said, apparently convinced. "Let's check this place out. I'm
just gonna tell my mom that we're going for a walk in the park, and then we
can go."

Tanner and I got to the cruisy area and we began walking through the
overgrown trails,looking for a good place to get it on.

"I had no idea guys did stuff back here," Tanner said, "although I could
see why this would be the place to do it!"

"You just have to know what to look for," I told Tanner.

"Like that!" Tanner exclaimed, pointing to all the used condoms on the
ground. "Look at all those rubbers! That's like so gross!"

We found an outcropping of smooth rock that was surrounded by plenty of
bushes. Tanner followed me as I climbed onto the rock. We sat down and
Tanner pounced on me. He grabbed me close and pulled me in for a sloppy
Tanner kiss. Tanner definitely was horny! I could tell he was about to
explode!

I could taste Tanner's cherry-flavored lip balm as I slipped my tongue into
his willing mouth. Tanner emitted a tiny gasp as he felt my tongue slowly
and sensuously exploring the inside of his mouth, then retreating as I
sucked on his lower lip a little. Tanner's saliva tasted good – he had
been drinking the Kool-Aid from the art opening.

I slipped my tongue back inside for another taste, this time caressing
Tanner's upper teeth with my tongue before moving to explore the roof of
his mouth. Tanner gasped again. I could feel Tanner's erection pressing
against my stomach as I leaned into him.

I unzipped Tanner, reached around his waist and pulled his pants down to
his knees. Then I lovingly rubbed my cheek against Tanner's cock, which was
pitching a tent in his boxer shorts. Then I slowly pulled the boy's giant
cock out and gazed at it admiringly.

"I've been saving my cum for you, Sebastian," Tanner said. "I'm just
warning you – there's gonna be a lot of it!"

"I can't wait, Tanner," I replied. "I want all your cum down my throat!"

I bent forward so I could wrap my lips around Tanner's beautiful
cockhead. Tanner stretched out on the rock so he could enjoy his blowjob in
comfort. Well, in as much comfort as the rock we were laying on could
provide.

"Oh my God!" Tanner yelped, sitting up. "We're being watched!"

I let Tanner's cock slide out of my mouth and looked around. Sure enough,
there were about four or five guys watching from the bushes. I could see
that a few of them had their cocks out and were jacking off already.

"Oh Tanner, it's no big deal!" I told him. "In places like this, guys are
always trying to watch. Just ignore them."

"I can't ignore them," Tanner whispered, shoving his cock back in his
boxers. "Let's go someplace else!"

"Ok, fine," I told Tanner. "We'll find somewhere a little more private."

Tanner and I got up and we went back on the trails in search of a more
secluded spot. As we were exploring the trails, a tree branch knocked
Tanner's glasses somewhere into the bushes.

"My glasses!" Tanner cried. "Help me find my glasses!"

Tanner and I dove into the bushes, exploring the ground on our hands and
knees. We looked around for about ten minutes, but we couldn't find his
glasses anywhere.

"I guess it's time to get a new pair," Tanner sighed.

"I think so," I laughed. "They were in pretty bad shape anyway."

I knew Tanner was blind as a bat, and would have trouble navigating through
the bushes without his glasses. I took Tanner by the hand and led him
through the trails.  We finally found a small clearing with a tree
stump. Tanner sat on the tree stump and I got on my knees and resumed my
sucking.

I could tell that Tanner was enjoying the sensation of me slowly rubbing
the head of his cock between my parted lips. Then I slipped the head in
just an inch. I closed my lips around the head, reveling in the feel of the
warm, hard cock against my soft lips. The musky scent of Tanner's pubes was
getting me harder and harder. I unzipped myself, pulled out my cock and
began jacking off.

Tanner opened his eyes. He practically yanked his cock out of my mouth and
stuffed it back into his boxers.

"Sebastian! Somebody's watching us again! I heard something in the bushes!"

We heard a voice coming from the bushes.

"Keep it up, boys! I aint no cop!"

I turned to the direction of the voice. "He's just a little shy," I
explained.

Then I looked up at Tanner. "Look Tanner, you want me to blow you or not?
Because it looks like if we stay in the park we're gonna have an audience
no matter what!"

"I just feel kinda weird," Tanner said. "But I'm really horny. I just don't
like being watched."

"Don't worry," the voice from the bushes spoke. "It's only me and I aint no
cop. Damn,you boys are SO cute!"

"Ok, fine," Tanner said. "I guess I can deal with just one watcher."

I unzipped Tanner and pulled out his cock again. I began licking the head,
wiggling my tongue inside the slit and getting the first taste of Tanner's
salty precum. God, Iloved it! And I could tell by Tanner's hardness that he
was starting to feel more comfortable about being watched.

Tanner began stroking my hair, then moved his hand onto the back of my
neck. He gently pushed down, and I took as much of his cock as I possibly
could into my mouth.  I gagged slightly, but I tried his best to relax my
throat muscles to accommodate the cock. Then Tanner let go. I slowly pulled
the cock out of my mouth, teasing the underside with my tongue. I began
licking the shaft, worshipping that cock for all I was worth.

Only a slight rubbing of my cock was enough to send me over the edge. I
convulsed slightly as I shot my sticky load all over the ground.

I took my mouth off of Tanner's cock so I could catch my breath. I tilted
my head back and slipped the head of his cock into my waiting mouth. I
closed my lips around the head tightly, waiting eagerly for my reward.

Tanner gave his cock three quick strokes and began flooding my mouth with
his cum. Tanner was right - there was a lot of it. He must have been saving
up for a whole week!

I let my mouth fill up with Tanner's sticky semen. There sure was a lot of
it. I swallowed. Then I felt two more quick squirts shooting against the
roof of my mouth. I savored the salty flavor of what was left in my mouth
before I swallowed.  Then I took the cock out of my mouth. To my surprise,
Tanner was still shooting lots of cum. One last shot squirted about four
feet into the bushes.

Just then we were startled by the sound of about seven or eight men
cheering and applauding. Tanner broke the kiss, zipping his pants up in a
panic.

"Oh my God, Sebastian! They're everywhere! And they're all watching us!"

Sure enough, I had been so engrossed in what I was doing that I didn't even
notice the dozen or so men who were watching us from the bushes. And of
course, Tanner couldn't see without his glasses, so he had been completely
oblivious to the fact that we had been putting on quite a show!

"I guess you can't be shy now, Tanner," I laughed. "Take a bow. These guys
recognize talent when they see it!"

To Be Continued

***

Are you enjoying Tanner's Talent? I hope you are. If you like, you can
check out my other stories on Nifty: Kai and the Ghost Boy in the
Sci-FI/Fantasy section, Jonathan Casts a Spell in the High School section,
Where's Willy? in the Encounters section, and Movie Theater Blowjob in the
Adult/Youth section.  If you want to get to know me a little better, feel
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