Date: Fri, 25 Dec 2009 16:55:54 -0800
From: Gary Pinto <gmony6@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 1 "The Beauty of Bryce Marlow"

"THE BEAUTY OF BRYCE MARLOW"
By Max the Cat
(M/b-MM/b-b/b)
Comments and Suggestions to gmony6@gmail.com

Part 1: Isn't he lovely!

       Bryce stood naked in front of the fell length mirror. He eyed his
body. The thing he didn't like was his pink/brown nipples, they were
puffy. In gym class when they showered some would tweak his nipples for
sport. He didn't like that it sent a funny feeling to his penis and it
would harden. Then he would get funny looks. There were even talking behind
his back "Bryce might be gay." He was, but he didn't want people to know,
he kept that to himself, in his room and on his computer he would scan
pictures for hours, he would jack off as he perused the pictures of men and
boys having sex. His light skinned body would go pinker and his nipples
would get very sensitive, they would tingle.
      He was now happy, school was out and he would spend the summer with
his grandmother. Shipley Lake, where she lived was beautiful. He could fish
for trout, swim in the cool water and be by himself, he liked to be by
himself, he was a loner. He had packed the week before, all he had to do
was put his lap top in the carrying case and he was off. His mother raised
him alone and this was a way for here to get a break. He was a latch key
kid and she didn't like it, but they had to live.
      He showered and shook out his mop of brown/ blond streaked hair and
place on his steel rimmed glasses. His mother had said when he turned
thirteen he would get contacts. His very blue eyes were hidden behind the
thick glasses. He liked to read and could go places or do things in a
book. He had recently found some story sites and was turned on by the gay
stories about young boys like him and their introduction to hot sex with
older men.
     Bryce also liked to lie on his bed naked and jack off while he day
dreamed about sex with others. He usually thought of movie stars or sports
heroes. He cleaned up and dressed. His mom would put him on a bus and after
a four hour trip; his Grandma Ellis would meet him at the bus depot. His
summer would be swimming, fishing and hiking. His grandmother ran a bed and
breakfast and his job was to keep out of the way and he was good at that.
      The bus trip was rather mundane. The only excitement was a sailor and
a girl making out in front of him. He shrugged and read a book he had
bought at Dunsmier's used book store. The title was Coral Island Boys. It
was a boys parody by Chris Kent. At first he thought it was about swimming
and skin diving, but it was actually two novellas of sex between boys and
some men. The sailor and his girl friend could be screwing and he was more
interested in what happened to the boys in the book, he got hard and stayed
that way until he went into the bathroom in the rear of the bus he wanked
as fast as he could, he needed some relief, only if he were one of the
boys.
      When he left the bathroom he felt that everyone was looking at him,
yet you could hear snoring, talking and of course the sailor and the girl
groping and kissing. He sat down and looked out the window. The trees were
getting denser and he knew he was getting close to Grandma Ellis's, his
summer home. He knew there were no other kids around, there never had been
any in the past, so he was on his own, and he would have to make his own
fun!
      The big sign said Shipley Falls two miles, he was almost there. He
grabbed his lap top case and sat in wait to get off. The bus stopped and he
saw his grandmother standing at the front of the depot. She never seemed to
change, still the grey hair, tied in a bun. Since his dad was killed in a
training flight at helicopter school, he had never seen her smile, she
hugged him and ruffled his hair and of course spoiled him rotten, she
always seemed sad.
      First his grandfather had been killed in the Viet Nam war and she
raised his father alone, then he got out of college, married his mother and
he came along. He applied for and received a commission as a Second
Lieutenant and like his father before him wanted to be a helicopter pilot.
Now here he was and she seemed to keep her distance, she had lost twice and
she didn't want to lose again.
      She gave him his dad's fishing equipment and when he stayed for the
summer he fished and he was very good at it, he always brought home more
than his limit, he got away with it, be wasn't sixteen and didn't needed a
license. Once he was stopped by a Game Warden and when asked why he had so
much fish he replied "cheese!" The warden asked where he was from and he
said San Francisco. The warden scolded him, told him there was a limit of
fish he could catch, "don't let me catch you again." Bryce said "yes sir, I
didn't know and I won't again!" Then the Game Warden asked "cheese, what
kind?" Bryce told him "sharp cheddar, that was what his grandmother had
left over in the frig." The warder left saying "cheddar cheese, well I'll
be damned; I didn't know fish could smell?
       Grandma Ellis hugged him, ruffled his hair "gee Bryce how you've
grown." He kissed her. In the van they talked. He had one question he had
always wanted to ask, but was afraid to ask. "Grandma Can I ask you a
question, please don't be mad when I ask it?" She reassured him she
wouldn't get mad at him. "How come your last name is Ellis and mine isn't?
The lady chuckled "after your grandpa was killed in the war, I got married
again, very stupid on my part. Mr. Ellis drank and was killed in a car
crash, I got this place after he died, it had been his and the name was
"Ellis's Bed and Breakfast Inn" I fixed it up, he wasn't much of a business
man, and I made a go of it, so I kept the name for business purposes."
       That was good enough for Bryce. "When we get home, you settle in,
get the metal colander and go pick some strawberries from the garden, we'll
all have Strawberry Short Cake for desert." She knew Brice loved her
deserts. Bryce smiled "you bet grandma.
       In the Inn, Bryce he put away his things and grabbed the colander
and started picking the freshest of the fruit. He hummed a tune as he
picked and a shadow brought him into reality, he looked up "hello sir" he
said to the mad standing there with a fishing pole. "Hello young man,
strawberries for desert I see?" The man asked. Bryce smiled "yes sir, were
having that for desert" The man smiled "good, good strawberries my favorite
fruit." Bryce continues smiling "mine too!"
       Bryce stood up and stretched "catch any fish?" he asked the older
man. "I don't think there are any, not a bite. I have a thousand flies and
nothing. Bryce chuckled. They only hit on flies in the evening, just before
dark, the rest of the time I use cheese." "Cheese are you kidding me?"
Bryce lost his smile "no sir, they love cheese, try it. "I'm Bryce,
Mrs. Ellis's grandson." He stuck out a slim fingered hand. The man
introduced himself "I'm Harold Witherspoon, glad to meet you Bryce, maybe
you can show me some of your fishing holes?" He looked the boy up and down,
he hadn't had one in a few weeks and maybe, just maybe this one would and
could be available.
       They all had dinner, Mr. Witherspoon paid quite a bit of attention
to Bryce. Bryce loved it, he never got any male attention. Later that
evening his grandmother told Bryce to go up to the cabin and ask
Mr. Witherspoon if he's like some ice cream. Bryce walked up and walking by
the window he noticed Mr. Witherspoon was entirely naked. He was working a
big purple headed cock up and down while he watched a movie on his TV/DVD
player. Bryce's jaw dropped on the screen was a dark haired boy around his
age.
       The young boy, totally naked was bouncing on a man's lap, a big
penis going in and out, he was sucking another man's cock. Bryce just stood
there, the man/boy porno was having an effect on him, and he quickly got
hard as a rock, his breathing got faster. Mr. Witherspoon was glues to the
screen, he was wanking hard and fast, he wanted to cum, so did Bryce. He
got startled when out of the top of Mr. Witherspoon's flared penis shot out
a hot creamy gob of sperm. Into the air the cum flew, then headed back down
onto Mr. Witherspoon's body
        Bryce came to his senses and ran back to the main house. "Didn't he
want any Bryce?" His grandmother asked. "He's sleeping on the couch" Bryce
lied; he was flushed from the DVD and Mr. Witherspoon's actions on his
body. Bryce picked at his ice cream; his grandmother decided he was too
tired to eat "why don't you get some sleep Bryce, the day starts early
around here." he kissed her cheek and went to his room. Under the covers he
stuck his cock into his sock and jacked off, the night had worked him up.
       Bryce got up early, grabbed his pole and some soda and made a
sandwich to take with him. His grandmother was getting breakfast for her
guests. He blew her a kiss and said "maybe we have trout on the menu
tonight. She hollered be careful and he was gone. He found his place he
always fished at.
       Within an hour he already had five rainbows. He tied them on some
string and set them in a pool area and tied them to a bush. He took off all
his clothing and naked he jumped in the water, the cold water shriveled his
cock, but he loved the water. He swam until he was to cold to take it any
longer.
        He lay back on the big rock and let the sun dry and warm
him. Behind him sat Mr. Witherspoon, his zoom lens on his Nikon trained on
the naked morsel. He snapped pictures for his naked boy collection, but he
hoped he would be able to add pictures of the boy sucking his cock and his
cock driving into Bryce's body, but it would take time, Rome wasn't built
in a day. He loved breaking in a virgin, yes indeed!
       Witherspoon moved closer. Bryce lying in the sun moved his hand to
his penis. He grasped it tightly and began to once again he massaged it up
and down, the feeling was overwhelming. He remembered the DVD playing in
Mr. Witherspoon's cabin. The man liked what he liked, but he was scared to
approach the man.
       Witherspoon got closer, he could here Bryce's breathing as he played
with his cock. He had seen Bryce the night before as he masturbated to the
movie, his image had bounced off a mirror on the wall, be he was to far
into the cum to get up, now here he was only a few feet from the boy he
lusted for, should he or shouldn't? He finally decided to approach the
boy. "Yes, Bryce you are a beauty, I love the way you jack off. Bryce
almost died on the spot. He dropped his cock and covered it with his two
hands. "Oh please don't tell on me, oh please Mr. Witherspoon?" the boy was
almost crying. Bryce took one hand and grabbed his glassed and put them on.
      The man sat down next to the boy "why I would tell, did you tell on
me for last night?" Bryce still shaken nodded "no." Then were even,
Witherspoon took the remaining hand away, the red capped penis was still
hard, and it throbbed. Bryce you have such a lovely cock, here I'll do it
for you, and it will be more exciting that way."  Bryce just lay there,
Witherspoon took hold of Bryce's cock and gently jacked it up and down,
Bryce again was breathing hard, and it felt so good to have someone else
play with it.
       The throbbing piece of hard boy's flesh tingled and Bryce's eyes got
very big when Witherspoon's head bend down and sucked in the whole
thing. His cock was swimming in the warm wet saliva in Witherspoon's hot
sucking mouth. Bryce lay there in heaven, the older man sucked and a finger
roamed between his butt cheeks and found his virgin anus. A big meaty
finger pushed at the tight ring trying to gain entrance, Bryce couldn't
help himself, he pushed back and a finger entered him, only one knuckle,
but the finger moved inside. Bryce pushed harder again and Witherspoon had
the whole finger inside of him.
         The mouth had his whole thing inside, his cock and his two hard
balls; this man was giving him pleasure he had not had before. He had had
only his own hand and a sock to enter, and then there was the finger it
wiggled and rubbed places that sent electric shocks to the tip of his cock,
he was almost there. He warned Witherspoon "oh I going to shoot, I'm cuming
in your mouth. Witherspoon sucked and licked the sensitive flesh of the
boy's cock.
       Bryce tightened up, his blue eyes squinted shut and he shot forth
his blast of hot boi-honey. Witherspoon sucked, Witherspoon swallowed
everything Bryce could shoot and the finger found a special place that made
this cum a super fine cum, he was shaking, he was still impaled on the
finger and it never stopped moving inside of him, "this was wonderful"
Bryce opened his eyes and smiled as he relaxed.
       Witherspoon wasn't finished yet. His mouth let Bryce's cock slip
out, the finger still moved and the man's wet tongue made a trail from the
bottom of the nut sac, up the underside of the wilting penis, then up the
naked tummy to the navel. The tongue twirled in the navel then on the trail
again he went up to the first of the two puffy nipples. Witherspoon sucked
in one and then the other, they hardened and he kept sucking on them. Bryce
was hard once again; Witherspoon looked and thought "It's nice to be young!
       Witherspoon kept it up; Bryce was having a sexual high that was out
of this world. The older man worked the boy's body harder. Bryce felt
something new, the one finger was now two and they were working in and out,
then side to side. A light opened up his mind. "Are you going to fuck me
Mr. Witherspoon?" The man looked up "not now Bryce, this is all for you, do
you like it?" A smile filled his face "oh yes I love this, it's so much
better than jacking off, you make me feel wonderful!" Witherspoon continued
is oral manipulations of Bryce's nubile body!
       Each time Witherspoon worked his fingers the blond boy jerked up or
to the side. The man was also getting hot and bothered, his rampant cock
strained to get out, to get relief, it wanted it and needed it, but he
resisted he wanted Bryce to yearn for it and come to him for it, the he
would have Bryce where he wanted him. Witherspoon relaxed and let his
fingers slip out of Bryce, the nubile youth was breathing hard. He bent
forward and licked the boys twitching cock, he nibbled on the tip and that
was just what Bryce needed, once again his cock shot forth a hot wad of
semen and Witherspoon gobbled it down.
     Smacking his lips and savoring the boy's hot honey he bent forward and
kissed the boy, some of the sperm dripped into Bryce's mouth, their tongues
met and Witherspoon let him have a taste of himself! He let his fingers
slip out slowly; the hole pulsed as it went back to its original
state. Bryce shivered and actually wanted more, this was something that
made him feel good and want more, much more.
      "Now Bryce lets fish, I need a break, where is the best spot to catch
trout with cheese, I have some Smokey cheddar, I hope they'll bite on
it. Bryce lay naked, on his elbows his mind was swirling, he wanted more
and now Witherspoon wanted to fish, it seemed crazy. "You better put on
your shorts, some one might ask questions and that would not be kosher,
right?" Bryce nodded, still confused. They fished and Witherspoon only
caught one fish, a good sized German Brown, Bryce caught three more
Rainbow's, but fishing wasn't the thing on his mind.
       Witherspoon gave him his only catch of the day "here your
grandmother can cook up this one with yours; dinner is at six, right?"
Bryce nodded and as Witherspoon headed to his cabin he looked at Bryce, I
think I'll see a good movie tonight. Bryce got that feeling in his crotch
again; he just might do some evening fishing.
        Bryce's grandma made trout almandine for dinner. She told the
guests that her grandson had provided the trout for the meal, Bryce blushed
and the guests made over him. Mr. Witherspoon sat next to Bryce, his leg
rubbed Bryce's, the boy was sweating somewhat. Witherspoon dropped a fork
and reached under to pick it up, he squeezed Bryce's cock and he picked up
the utensil, Bryce was hard and ready.
         After dinner Witherspoon said he might do some evening fly fishing
"I have a fly I want to unzip form my kit." He looked at Bryce "Bryce would
you like to use one of my flies." Bryce looked at his grandmother "sure
Bryce I think you will enjoy it, it's much more of a fishing experience
then using cheese. Bryce walked out with Mr. Witherspoon and followed him
to the cabin.
         Inside Witherspoon striped and turned to show Bryce his hard
purple capped cock. He took the boys hand and placed it on the hot
throbbing rod. Bryce jacked it back and forth while Witherspoon stripped
him of his tee shirt and shorts. Bryce looked at the creamy pearl that
appeared on the tip "What's that Mr. Witherspoon?" The man was putting in a
B.T.W. DVD and turning on the movie, he looked down "it's called precum
Bryce, it lubes your hole before it's fucked, lick it off."
         Bryce bent forward, his tongue licked it off and smacked his lips,
and it really wasn't much of a taste. "Suck my cock Bryce, please." Bryce
opened wide and clamped his red lips around the fat purple head and sucked
in the hard cock. Witherspoon rocked back and forth, the cock hit the back
of Bryce's throat, and he gagged some and pulled back. Tears ran down his
cheeks "don't try to swallow it Bryce that will come with some experience."
Bryce pulled back, but refused to let the cock escape from his sucking,
this was something he actually liked, now he knew why Mr. Witherspoon
sucked him so much, it felt empowering, the man moaned and rocked in and
out "suck me Bryce, suck me, but watch the teeth."
    Witherspoon removed his cock from the sucking mouth and picked up the
boy and laid him on the couch, he got behind Bryce, his hard saliva coated
cock nestled in-between Bryce's butt cheeks. Bryce pushed back and wiggled
his butt, he was now interested in the action between the boy and the
men. The boy was delivering a pizza and the men convinced the very willing
boy to strip and lay back as the men had their way with his body.
      Witherspoon reached forward and took hold of the almost four inches
of Bryce's penis, he rolled a calloused thumb over the head and applied
lube to his cock with the other hand, and he would have Bryce tonight. With
a leg he propped up Bryce's leg, his hole was open and he stuck in a lube
coated finger, then a second lubed finger, he wanted the path as easy an
access possible
       Bryce was looking deeply as the boy, his own age was being fucked
with two cocks, while he sucked one and jacked the forth. Witherspoon
pulled Bryce's face to him and slipped his tongue into the boy's mouth,
their tongues entwined. He held his cock and placed it at his target "He
whispered to Bryce "I'm going to fuck you Bryce, just like the boy in the
film, are your ready. Bryce whispered "yes!"
       Bryce felt the cock stab at his tight virgin ring, it repelled the
cock, and it refused to yield. Witherspoon whispered "push out like you
have to poop" and Bryce did as told. The hard cock head pushed hard and
Bryce pushed back and out, the cock popped past the ring and into Bryce.
       The boy's blue eyes got wide, this was uncomfortable, the cock was
going into him deeper and again deeper, and he now felt the coarse pubic
hair nestle on his butt cheeks. Witherspoon was in him all the way, he
stopped and gave Bryce a chance to get used to the hard fleshy stalk deep
inside of his anus. He was breathing in short pants, his cock was being
jerked and he caught his breath. "Ready for a hot fucking Bryce?"
       Bryce answered in a meek voice "yes, I am, yes." The man while he
jacked off the boys cock, he pushed his cock in and out of the boy, his
cock was finding that spot his fingers had rubbed. In and out the hard male
member probed the boys widening hole, the tingle in Bryce's cock was
something that over came the stretching of his anus, the bouncing the cock
inside was getting to the boy who wasn't a virgin any more, but he was
liking the fucking, even if it was somewhat uncomfortable.
      Bryce could here Mr. Witherspoon breathing hard and faster, the man
was being tried by the boy tight hole and bring him to a quicker a cum that
he wanted, he huffed and puffed. Bryce was also almost at the point of no
return, he looked up at the boy on the screen, white rivets of creamy white
sperm flowed out of the boy, he was swallowing.
      Bryce came first, his cock recoiled in Witherspoon's fist; it shot
into the air and then landed on the rug, and the final shot on the couch in
front of him. He felt Witherspoon's cock swell inside of him, the cock head
flared, the slit opened wide and he felt the blast of Witherspoon's sperm
as it coated his insides, it was filling his colon, then when there was no
other place to fill it began to trickle out of him and onto Witherspoon's
leg and puddle on the couch!
       Bryce laid his head sown on the couch, the cock inside of him still
throbbed, and there was still a trickle into him. One thing he knew that he
was going to have a very sex filled summer, just as long as Witherspoon was
around, then there were other guests he might look at, there was an added
plus Mr. Witherspoon and Bryce lived in the same city!

Part 2: It's such a wonderful summer!

Thanks to Cutterman (hope your stocking is filled with you know what!
Thanks to Jellofunk, his pic's and drawings are the motivation for me, also
thanks to Heredia, too!

Look for: Part 2 of "For Members Only (was The Club, but Nifty has that
title already) Part 8 of "Tristan Morning!"