Date: Fri, 23 Dec 2016 21:56:27 +0000
From: Caden Michaels <handittome@live.com>
Subject: The Boy on the Beach

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The Boy on the Beach
by Caden

There he was.  Same time.  Same spot.  He wore a smooth golden tan and sun
bleached boyish hair just long enough to shake water everywhere when he
surfaced.  A black beaded necklace accented by shimmering puka shells fell
around his neck to show just how much a Cali boy he really was.  Yet his
skin tight Euro style trunks, a beautiful light blue color with layers of
seemingly hand drawn sunflowers, fit tightly to his perfected form while he
paddled through the waves.  I could nearly make out the sweet little
indents of those glorious mounds as they flexed with each movement through
my telephoto lens.

He suddenly spun around, looked behind him back at the forming wave and
started to paddle like an Olympian.  His face was that of a young boy on
the tail end of his preteen years.  His cheeks still held a hint of his
youthful charm but his eyes held the rest.  Bright green and wild they
burned with such an intense passion that I never failed to smile each time
I saw them.  His mouth was small when focused on the task at hand but wide
when joy spread across it.

The ocean roared as the wave formed to an edge and he knew it was time.  In
natural skill he pushed himself up and he jumped into a standing position
ready for the ride of his life.  He suddenly and expertly maneuvered the
board down the face of the wave and into the forming barrel.  And there it
was.  That smile of intense joy, fear, excitement and passion lit up my
lens.  The spray of the ocean shone brightly across his lightly defined
chest, his core tightening up to keep his balance and show off his abs.
The boy glided through the tunnel so effortlessly and beautifully while I
snapped shot after shot, capturing each moment for eternity just in case
this was the last time we crossed paths.  As the wave ended he narrowly
escaped the closing mouth and slowly sank back into the ocean, spun around
and dashed out for more.

Just then my camera beeped.  I pulled away to look at the screen.  Memory
card full.  Second one today.  I really couldn't get enough of this kid.  I
decided I'd use that as an excuse to relax and enjoy the sun for a beat.
With the camera back in its case I lied on my towel, closed my eyes and
basked in the warm California sun which was thankfully paired with a cool
breeze.

My parents owned this timeshare on the beach as long as I could remember.
We've spent many family vacations here enjoying the weather, the ocean, the
people...well, just about everything.  I hadn't been in years though.  I
just graduated from school and was about to begin my new career but thought
I'd take a breather.  At first I was going to travel to Europe with some
friends but I decided to save my money.  In truth though I'd really been
enjoying the peace and quiet and of course, the boywatching that privacy
allowed.

I had been only a few hours into my vacation when I spotted surfer boy
playing in the sand.  He was building a little castle all by himself
apparently completely self satisfied.  I couldn't help but watch him and
his utmost beauty.  So beautiful in fact that it was almost immediately
that I decided he was the most amazing boy I'd ever seen.  The kind of boy
I fantasize about every night as I lie in bed, and each moment in between.
I've only come out to a couple friends but thankfully they're all very
understanding and actually encourage my orientation, knowing I'd never harm
a boy.  I've cuddled with one of the boys I used to babysit but that's
about as far as I've ever gone.  This boy though...there's not a single
thing I wouldn't want to do with him.  I'd love to hold him, stroke his
chest, and suck his nipples while I feel up his-

What was that?  Little spots of cool started to speckle my chest.  Then one
on my face....and another.  I slowly opened my eyes, afraid of the blinding
sun until my heart stopped.  Hovering right above me was the adonis from my
fantasies.  I knew then that my lens could never do him justice.  Being
only mere feet away I could clearly see that the gigabytes of beauty I'd
captured over the past few days were a beggar's best hope at finding
perfection.  There right above me though was a masterpiece whom even God
himself could spend a millenia trying to recreate and never match his
wonder.

"Did you get any good ones today?"

My face continued to looked stunned.  From my position directly underneath
him the sunlight clearly defined every shape of his golden body.  His legs
were firm and powerful right up to the sweetly adorable bulge held tight
within his soaked skintight trunks.  I could clearly see the shape of his
seemingly uncut penis propped upon his chilled pouch.  Water droplets raced
down his tummy, tracing the shape of his abs and racing right around his
belly button.  His hands were on his hips, flowing up to his small, yet
strong arms, hairless armpits, and cute pectorals swelling with each
breath, accented by tiny nipples.  His eyes shone brightly into mine and
his hair was dripping small beads down onto my confused face.

"I'm sorry?" I asked.

"Get any good pictures?  Your camera..."  He pointed his hand toward my bag
clearly labeled Canon.  I immediately panicked.  Did he notice me stealing
memories of him?  What if he freaks out?

"Um...uh...yeah sure.  The ocean's beautiful.  You can never take enough
nature pics."

"Ok.  But is that all you think is beautiful?"  I could have sworn I saw a
subtle sly smile on his lips but a double take revealed only a look of
childish hopefulness.  I stared at him for a moment trying to figure him
out but he was impatient.  "Did you get any cool ones of me?  Can I see
them?"

My mind was racing and my heart was competing.  If I were smart I'd tell
him to bug off but I knew myself too well.  I'd never do that.  I had
captured the attention of the most beautiful boy ever to exist and I wasn't
about to let him go.  "Yeah bud for sure.  I got some great ones!"  The
battle continued but my heart had my brain up against the ropes.

I reached over and grabbed my bag to pull out my camera.  As I turned it on
he sat down on my towel next to me, leaning in to get a better look.  His
cool damp shoulder pressed up against my arm and his hair grazed my bare
chest.  His boyish sent wafted up to my nose and I closed my eyes and
sighed to relish the moment.  It had been some time since I'd been this
close to a boy.  There aren't too many in college and I was clearly
deprived.  I pulled up the first picture and began to scroll through them
when without asking he pulled the camera from my hands to control it
himself.  Strong.  Confident.  I like that.  No longer needing my own hands
I placed one directly behind him and shifted my weight his direction so I
was now hovering over him, peering at the screen over his shoulder.  His
neck looked so smooth that I wanted desperately to wrap my arms around him
and kiss a trail to his lips.

"Woah look at that one!  I shredded that wave!"  He chuckled to himself a
bit and I couldn't help but to mimic him.  He kept scrolling.  "Haha that's
a nice one of my butt dontcha think?"

If he was going to tease me then two can play at that game. "Oh yeah bud,
sexy no doubt."

The sun was starting to dry his skin and little blonde hairs began to shine
on his arms.  His warmth radiated making him glow like a holy angel.  His
necklace hung around his neck adding a little extra charm to a boy who
clearly didn't need it.  He firmly leaned back into me, tilted his head
back and gazed up into my eyes batting his eyelashes.

"You sure do take a lot of pictures of me...and my butt.  Are you a pedo? I
bet you are." I just about swallowed my throat.  I was completely
speechless.  He looked up at me with such a sweet innocent face but then
there it was again.  It might have been my imagination or wishful thinking
but I could have sworn I saw a spark in his eye.  That same spark of
passion I see when he conquers the ocean.  I stared back at him completely
unsure what to do or say.  Then he turned in his place to face me head on
and presumably unconsciously placed his hand on my upper thigh to get the
leverage, dangerously close to my crotch making my dick start to swell
until it reached out and began to poke his hand.  What was happening?!
Mouth still agape I started to try to stutter out whatever I could but he
moved on speaking in a deeper tone than before.

"Do you have any more?"  Left on the screen was the final one I took.  It
was a stunning shot of his crotch clearly deforming the shape of his Euro
trunks, surrounded by his golden tanned skin taken while he stood on his
sinking board at the end of the wave.  I had clearly taken pervy pictures
of this kid and yet here he was wanting more.  Perhaps he just liked the
attention.  Or maybe he simply liked seeing himself in action.  Or maybe it
wasn't the pictures he wanted.  This kid was seriously starting to turn me
on and I was getting nervous but excited.  So far he didn't seem scared or
upset so why not give him what he asked for?

"Well, I ran out of space on my memory card.  But I have more back at my
place right over there."  I pointed to a little light blue house right on
the beach, throwing the option his way.  He applied more pressure to his
hand on my thigh, pushing into my dick and making me gasp while he pushed
himself up to look where I was signaling. He stared at it for a moment,
silently thinking and then suddenly, as if something clicked he seemed very
excited.

"Cool! Can I see them?"  Somewhere in the far reaches of my mind I thought
I heard someone yelling something about how taking a random boy into my
home alone with me was a bad idea.  But as I sat on my towel facing the
adonis standing next to me I was exactly eye level with his crotch, now
poking out a bit, and so close I could even feel his warmth and I knew
there was no way I could resist him.

"Of course."  I smiled at him and stood up.  I did little to hide the
swelling chubby in my shorts.  Thankfully the loose fitting trunks helped.
Though something told me the kid wasn't bothered by it.

"Awesome! And maybe we can take some more pictures..." He leaned into my
ear, placing his hand on my chest and whispered the hottest thing a boy's
ever said to me "...naked."  He pulled away, winked at me and darted toward
the house leaving me stunned.  "I'll race you there!"

Was this really happening?  I didn't have time to figure things out.  A
cute and sexy blonde boy was going to meet me at my house for a nude photo
shoot.  There's no way I'm going to disappoint. I quickly grabbed my things
and chased after him but I was no match for his athletic build.

By the time I reached the sliding door it was already open and his well
used board was leaning against the wall but there was no sign of him.  I
slowly slid the door closed behind me and listened for any movement.
Nothing.  What was this kid up to?  He's certainly a character.  I made my
way to the kitchen, figuring that would be the best place to find a young
boy only to find it just as I left it, the pile of dirty dishes flaunting
my laziness.  Perhaps he needed to use the restroom.  The hall leading the
way was lined with random pictures of sea shells and waves that failed to
spark any sort of inspiration, clearly spelling out a generic-vacation-home
feeling that ironically brought memories rushing back.  I was a really cute
kid back then but was always somewhat disappointed men never hit on me.  I
would have.  Maybe if I was more outgoing like this one I could have paved
my own road.

Nope.  Not here either.  This kid's such a tease.  Just then I heard
something.  Nothing more than a soft rustle but enough to check it out.  I
stepped left to peer into my room.  It looked empty but I was sure it came
from there so I took a few cautious steps forward and slowly made my way
in.  I saw my suitcase open in the corner, clothes scattered around it.  My
wallet was on the nightstand next to my keys and the book I put there to
try to trick myself into reading.  The bed was still unmade, another
product of my laziness brought on by the vacation life.  But still no sign
of him.  Then, I heard the closet door behind me burst open and rapidly
spun around, but not quick enough.

I didn't even know what hit me as I was suddenly being thrown back onto the
bed with a boyish blur on top.  The force caused us to violently bounce a
few times, his small frame being thrown into me until we finally settled
with my arms around him and our eyes locked on each other.  "You found me"
he said with a smirk.  Completely driven by instinct my hands began to
slowly roam his back to feel the warm smooth skin of this beautiful half
naked boy.  I could swear I felt his dick poking into my leg, hinting that
this was more than a game of hide and seek.

"I think you found me."  All of the pent of feelings and desires I had
harbored over the years were swelling up inside me and I wanted so bad to
make love to this incredible child.  To kiss him, to tear off his suit and
fellate him while he squealed and to pander his deepest secrets all night
long.  "You know...you're quite the surfer."

"And you're quite the perv." This kid was full of quick wit but I wasn't
going to let him win that easy.  I looked back at him with confusion for a
moment before responding.

"Oh you mean the pictures?"  My hand at this point coasted down to caress
the firm perfect mounds of his behind.  "Not at all.  I was just capturing
mother nature's finest beauty."

"You mean my ass?  The thing you can't seem to keep your hands off?"  His
eyes and lips shared the same sly story.

"The very same."  I gave his cheeks a slight squeeze and he sighed.  Then
the room got quiet.

We lied staring deep into each others soul, silently getting to know the
other stranger both waiting for the other to make the next inevitable move.
His little breaths started to grow longer and heavier yet with no
consistent rhythm, as if unsure when he might need to hold it in.  As if
mimicking that famous scene from Jaws I saw his face slowly creeping
forward while the background faded out of existence.  Short sporadic puffs
of air grew louder and hotter upon my cheek and his eyes began to droop.
And then completely out of my control my lips pursed out and my face pushed
forward toward the young boy draped across me.  My hand decided to give us
a little push and slid along his neck to the back of his head flowing
through his silky hair like the ocean, brushing through bits of sand from
his day of adventures and gently applying a subtle pressure to test his
determination.  Full of excitement and perhaps a little too eager he closed
his shining eyes and fell his lips firmly upon mine.  I met him halfway but
his force pushed us back into the bed and we were immediately thrust into
an eternal world of lust and passion.  It was as if all of my life had been
living trapped inside a cage only to finally experience its true meaning
for the first time in this moment.  He was nearly squealing as he ground
his crotch into my leg.  We kissed for seemingly forever only to break long
enough for half a breath then desperately return.  Though this time his
little tongue began to explore my mouth.  One of my hands was pulling his
face closer to mine, the other lustily kneading his butt cheek into a meal
for later.  He smelt of salt, a hint of something sweet and a raw boyish
aroma in a perfect concoction that was only further turning me on.  He let
loose small grunts and I could taste his sweet flavor and feel the power of
his tongue on mine as I made out with a boy for the first time in my life.

Out of breath and needing a moment to catch it he pulled off with the
biggest grin and a look of such adorable innocence and pure joy.  He
giggled but not ready for a break I stole one more quick peck on the lips
and rested my head back on the bed smiling at the sparkle in his eye.

"I knew you were a pedo!" he hilariously yelled between heavy breaths.  It
was my turn to chuckle.

"What can I say?  You're asking for it with that sexy suit this shows off
your beautiful ass" I retorted with a squeese. He adorably blushed and
looked kind of shy for a change.

"Well I saw you creepin on me all week and thought you'd like it. I was
wondering when you'd make a move but you take waaaaaay too long.  And I was
tired of waiting."

"Oh yeah? Waiting for what?" I asked coyly, eagerly anticipating the
answer.

"For this!"  He suddenly gripped my dick like a vice and I couldn't help
but throw my head back and moan.  A wave of ecstasy pulsed through my body
like a white fire.  If this was what he wanted then hell yeah he was gonna
get it.  I wrapped my arms tightly around him, locked lips and rolled us
over so that I was on top, passively asserting dominance.  I gently bit his
lip to illicit a half giggle half groan and kissed his cheek towards his
ear to whisper to him.

"You are so fucking hot."  I spoke through my teeth while I nibbled his ear
lobe and he shot steaming sporadic breaths into mine.  "I'm going to give
you everything you ever wanted and more. I'll show you just how incredible
boy love can be."  Overwhelmed by the excitement his little frame arched up
into mine grinding his dick into my navel causing him to gasp, nearly
hiding his faint begging whispers.  I began to slowly and erotically kiss
my way down his smooth body, the side of his neck so soft and sweet
tasting.  He was lightly salted by mother nature's ocean in preparation for
this moment.  I licked my way down his throat, wetting him to his chest
where I fell my lips in a damp pattern to his nipple like cupid's
footprints.  I began tonguing the little treat that had grown small and
hard and textured by goosebumps.  I flicked it back and forth while eyeing
him in the throes of ecstasy before wrapping my lips around it and sucking
hard on the nipple.  His eyes glossed over, staring at me but clearly
seeing nothing but stars.  I let my hand cautiously glide around his tummy,
feeling it twitch in eager anticipation of my touch.  I could feel the
subtle formation of each of his flexing abs then slid my finger to his inny
belly button and explored the little hole with my pointer finger while the
rest continued south before reaching the edge of the skin tight trunks.
Then in a sudden desire to surprise him and succumb to my lusts I reached
down and gripped his swelling dick that was struggling to poke through its
elastic cage.  The boy couldn't help but to thrust up into my hand nearly a
foot off the bed, while the electric feeling shot up his body and escaped
as loud cry that filled the whole room.  When he fell back onto the bed I
switched nipples and continued to fondle his boyhood.  Proving little boys
are meant for sex, instinct took over and he naturally spread his legs as
if to say "Please sir, don't stop.  Molest all of me."  I took the hint.

I squeezed his dick a few times and rubbed my hand over the head before
sliding down to cup the endearing pouch that clung tight and wonderfully
soft underneath.  I felt around exploring his balls, feeling each one and
gently pulling on it causing him to whimper.  His trucks were so smooth and
soft and still a bit damp, now nearly steaming from the lusty heat.  I held
his balls and caressed them for a moment before reaching further, gliding
my fingers down his perineum and applied a force into his hot boyhole.
"UUggh!  Yesss!"  The boy ruggedly cried out loud. I was unable to
penetrate due to the suit, but I pressed firmly expressing my deepest
desires to the child I was loving.

I licked my way down from his nipple and through the shallow canyons of his
abs, tracing their design, kissing each one.  The breath from my nose
tickled the little golden hairs on his tummy causing him to boyishly
giggle, making my lips dance around as his muscles convulsed, reminding me
this was definitely a boy I had with me in my bed.  I deeply tongued the
cavern of his belly button as my hands stroked his thighs and began to
tunnel their way up the skin tight floral trunks, getting warmer by the
second.  My tongue traced the invisible unblazed treasure trail toward my
goal that was prodding my neck until it reached the waistband, society's
final attempt to stop the inevitability of our illegal actions.  But I
heroically convinced myself that my concern for this boy's happiness far
outweighed any legal ramifications.  How generous of me.

With my hands now at the base of his suit I began to pull it down his
golden thighs, slowly lowering the gate to the allures within.  More and
more of his silky skin began to show, growing slightly more pale by the
inch.  His dick was being pulled down with the suit and tiny specs of hair
could be seen starting to pridefully sprout just above showing signs of the
beginnings of perceived maturity.  Unable to wait any longer I thrust off
the suit in one motion, almost angerly throwing it across the room flinging
bits of sand all over the bed.  His dick bounced back, creating a beautiful
boyish rainbow until it slapped into his navel.  It was completely
stunning!  Perfect like the rest of his body it was uncut but the skin was
clearly struggling to contain the raging erection as it tried to come out
to play.  It was velvety smooth save for the beachy remnants and the tip
was shimmering, glossy from precum that I could wait no longer to savor.

My hands didn't even have time to return from their rebellious action of
removing the final barricade before I dove down and desperately slid my
tongue all four and a half inches up his shaft to the glistening tip of my
strongest desires.  The boy's body took control and he thrusted deep into
my throat, forcefully sliding the tip all along my tongue and pushing it in
as far as it could go.  His moans echoed around the room, seemingly
competing for which one was the loudest original.  By then my hands had
made their way back and I gripped his ass with both, placing my elbows on
the bed and suspending his hips mid air as I continued to deep throat the
boy.  I never wanted this moment to end and based on his euphoric cries I
was willing to bet he felt the same.  My tongue explored every bit of skin
it could find, seasoned with the oozing precum that tasted of the sweetest
honey mixed with something that could only be described as "boy".  I did my
best to continually contract my throat around his boyhood in a desperate
attempt to get more all while fighting the inevitable need to breath until
I could wait no longer in fear of passing out.  I pulled off of the boy and
laid him gently back onto the bed.

I let my hands roam up his beautiful body that was pulsing like the waves
as his heart struggled to calm. As I climbed over him and kissed him on the
forehead his eyes slowly and groggily opened and a smile crept upon his
face.  I leaned in and kissed his succulent lips sharing any bit of flavor
he might have left me, along with a few grains of sand I picked up along
the way.

"You are the most amazing boy I've ever met."  As I smiled into his eyes
stroking his hair I couldn't help but to praise the incredible boy beneath
me. "And you have such a beautiful, delicious dick."

He chuckled.  "Then why'd you stop?"

"I think it would taste better without the sand.  What do you say we take a
shower?"  When I woke here this morning I could never have imagined I'd be
having sex with the kid of my fantasies only hours later.  Life sure is
full of wonders.

"Yeah.  I'd like that."  A calm smile was across his face clearly still in
a dream state.  Not wanting to disturb that I gently picked him up and held
him like the child he was.  At around eleven or twelve he probably hadn't
been carried like this in years but to me he was still a little boy.

"I got you baby boy."  He wrapped his legs around my waist, his dick
pressing into my stomach, smearing my saliva and drops of fresh precum all
over.  My hands were holding his plump ass and I could feel the warmth
emanating from his eager hole.  He rested his head on my shoulder and
gently cooed as I carried him to the bathroom.  When we got there I stood
him up on tile that was thankfully warmed by the midday California weather,
and rustled his hair.  I then leaned into the shower to get the water
started and make sure it was the perfect temperature.  "Are you ready
buddy?"

He smiled and nodded "Mhmm."  I began to strip my own trunks when he
suddenly grabbed my hand and yelled. "No!" I looked at him, shocked. "Let
me do it."

"Of course" I chuckled to myself.  "I'm all yours."

My suit was grotescly bulging and no longer succeeded in hiding the beast
within.  The boy's delicate hands meticulously untied the drawstring and
yanked the clothing off in one swift motion, to reveal my pride and joy.
He reached out and gripped it, stroking a few times and causing me to gasp
at the softness and warmth of his hands.  He gazed wondrously at the
potential future of his deflowering while his sweet hands explored the
entire length.  He touched each vein and ran his fingers along the neatly
trimmed mane and seemed transfixed on the head and my lack of foreskin.
Then much to my shock, unwilling to contain his curiosity he kneeled down,
opened wide and dove in.

The warmth of his little mouth felt incredible!  I could feel his tongue
slide over the tip and along the shaft as he pushed in deeper.  He quickly
went too far, gagged a bit and pulled back to the tip and I smiled at his
determination.

"Careful there buddy.  No need to take it all.  It already feels amazing."
But he wasn't one for warnings, grabbed my ass and pulled himself all the
way down slamming his nose into my trimmed bush.  "Ahhhhggg".  Damn this
kid was wild!  My dick was now reaching into the depths of this bulging
throat.  So warm and tight it felt how I imagined his ass might be.  His
eyes began watering, his air cut off of his own volition as his tongue
fought furiously to taste all he could.  He was only able to keep me rooted
in his gripping throat for a moment before he pulled back just enough to
clear the passage but never let off continuing to pleasure me.  He was
perhaps a bit too excited and his baby teeth occasionally scrapped at my
dick but I somehow found his lack of experience a charming reminder that
he's just a boy and that this is no doubt his first time.

"Fuck baby you're a natural!.  Oooh..."

Precum started to ooze out giving him a tasty treat which he returned with
a moan, adding vibrations to the already intense ministrations.  At that
point he had one hand on my ass to stabilize himself and the other
exploring my balls and stroking the length his lips couldn't reach.  He
pulled back to the tip and licked all around the most sensitive area making
me moan deeply then went back down.  I couldn't help but run my hands
through his golden hair and feel his head slide back and forth as I fed him
what he obviously so desperately wanted.

This was the life.  I knew I needed a vacation but turns out I needed this
even more.  There I stood having the sexiest boy I've ever met passionately
sucking me off as if it were his favorite popsicle.  Well...maybe it was.

My precum really started to flow.  He'd been blowing me for nearly fifteen
minutes and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.  I could feel it
start to boil up and my balls were tingling, ready to feed him.  His
intensity had started to diminish and I could tell his mouth was getting
sore but some fire deep within him refused to let him relinquish the meal
he so rightfully deserved.  Still, I had other plans for that.  Almost
against my will I gently pulled him off and lifted him up to his feet.  I
came down to his level and smiled at him but he looked back confused.

"Sorry I wasn't good enough to make you cum" he said adorably ashamed.

"Haha no way baby boy that was so amazing.  One of best I've ever had!"  I
leaned in and kissed his puffy ruby reds tasting myself on his tongue.
"But I don't wanna cum yet ok?  Let's hop in."

With confidence renewed his face brightened.  "Ok!"  I picked him up under
his arms and lifted him over the edge of the tub.  "That was so much fun
and it tasted really good.  I want to do that again later."


Who was I to disappoint?  I rustled his hair.  "I'd love that buddy.  First
let's get you squeaky clean."  The water started flowing beautifully down
his body, making him shimmer and shine like the angel he was.  He ran his
head under the stream and it sprayed everywhere speckling the walls and his
boyish dick bounced around playfully, performing for my attention.  I
grabbed the shampoo and squirted some on his head which instantly became an
abundance of bubbles sliding down his smooth sexy body.  The boy giggled
and I began to rub it in, running my hands through his slick hair to both
remove the sand and massage his head.  He cooed and turned to face my
direction with his eyes closed to protect them from the cascading soap and
gave me a perfect view of his handsome body.  Damn he was hot!  As the
sudds began to disappear I slid my hand to his face and stroked his cheek.
He tilted his head into the palm of my hand, smiled and opened his glowing
green eyes that captured my soul.  Speechless I smiled back and my hands
glided down his back as I drew in closer, pulling us together until we were
touching, our dicks being pressed together while he groaned.  I reached the
perfect curves of his beautiful ass and kneaded them humbly.  Our eyes were
locked and within his I could see a burning passion and an infectious
wildfire rapidly spreading to mine.

"You want a piece of that?" he asked as my fingers slid down the warm
crevice separating his bubbly mounds.

I squeezed harder, held him tighter and leaned down to his ear to whisper
"No...I want all of it."  I felt him shiver and I licked his ear nibbling
on the lobe.  "But first..."

I kissed my way down his chest into a kneel before him until I was face to
face with his bouncing boyhood.  I firmly grasped it, slid the forskin back
and began to generously lick all around his tasty tip.  The boy couldn't
help but gasp and grab handfuls of my hair to steady himself.  He tasted so
sweet that I instantly regretted having stopped earlier.  But now with the
beach washed away his beautiful dick was so perfectly smooth it was like a
dream...a lifelong dream come true.  I let the foreskin slide back around
the tip of my tongue trapping it inside with the musky decadence. I tightly
wrapped my lips around, creating a vacuum seal and then slid all the way
down his shaft until his sparse pubic hairs tickled my nose.  The boy cried
aloud driving me crazy, making me want it even more and his hands gripped
my hair so hard it hurt.

I slid my hands back around to his glorious golden mounds and was surprised
by the intense heat coming from between.  My fingers started to wiggle
their way in, aided by the soapy remnants that acted as a sort of lube.  As
I swiped across his rosebud his whole body jumped and he gasped then pushed
back against it, clearly eager for what was coming.  I knew I was eager for
what was soon cumming!  My mouth slid up and down his modest pole, each
time tonguing the slit for precum then diving back down until it reached
the back of my throat.  His constant whimpers and squeals proved he was in
heaven and I looked up along his heaving tummy to see his eyes closed,
mouth agape.  Just then I pushed, jabbing into his burning boyhole and
shockingly buried nearly all the way in.  His head threw back, his hips
thrusted forward pushing deeper down my throat and he let out an
animalistic heavy grunt.  Inside he was so velvety smooth, so hot and so
tight, just the way a boy's supposed to be and I could feel he was
absolutely a virgin which turned me on even more.  With a finger up his ass
the boy's passion intensified and his hips grew more active as he took
control, clearly racing toward the ever approaching finish line.

With him doing most of the work I was able to focus on opening him up for
what we both knew was coming next.  I pushed my finger all the way in as
far as it would go and began probing, searching for the little button that
would trigger him into overdrive.  It was incredible knowing I was the
first to go where no man had gone before and I was thrilled to know he
picked me.  I wasn't going to disappoint.  His insides were so soft and I
could feel his heartbeat rapidly pulsing through my finger. Then, I
suddenly jammed up into the hard little nub and all hell broke loose.  The
boy rose to the tips of his succulent toes, his ass clenched tight around
my finger and his dick throbbed intensely in my throat. He let out a moan
that bounced all around the shower walls like a chorus, beautiful music to
my ears, accented by a hissing "Yeessss!"  Instinct took over and he began
to forcefully fuck my face like the little monkey he was.  Sensing he
wanted more I inserted a second finger to further stretch his anal ring.
It briefly fought back but blinded by his animalistic urgency if there was
pain, he didn't feel it.  So I entered a third knowing he'd need at least
that to prepare for the inevitable.  With three fingers buried deep inside
the little boy I rapidly tickled his boy button within, putting years of
playing Street Fighter to the test.

He was close.  We both knew it.  His dick was swollen and hard as a rock,
veins throbbing with each gasping breath.  The large tip was oozing sweet
precum that coated my tongue and slid down my throat.  My nose was nearly
sore, having been forcefully slammed into his pubis for the past ten
minutes.  It was as if he couldn't decide if he wanted his dick down my
throat or my fingers deep within his ass and he urgently thrusted back and
forth, impossibly trying to have both at once but only fucking himself at
both ends.  Then with perfect timing I angled my fingers so that as he came
back the force of his hips threw all of his weight on the little button
hidden inside triggering the reward he'd been fighting for.  From the tips
of my finger eminated an overwhelming wave of pure concentrated orgasmic
pleasure that spread through his little body like a nuclear blast.  He
jammed forward, forcing his boyhood to the back of my throat and sprayed a
hot stream of boycream, coating my tonsils with the rarest decadence I'd
ever savored.  It was thin and runny, the creations of a young boy, and so
incredibly delicious that I knew I'd make sure this was only the first of
many times I'd taste him.  It was a potent concentrate of something
impossibly sweet and adorably musky that left a tingling aftertaste I would
still be able to taste for years to come.  His whole body froze on the tips
of his toes, his head thrown back, eyes clamped tightly shut, his hands
hugging him tight to my face.  I assumed he'd yell when he came but the
feelings seemed to overwhelm him, as he screamed a silent cry, his mouth
open wide.

Then as the wave of a young boy's orgasm subsided he began to slowly
collapse.  His knees grew impossibly weak so I regrettably released his
tired boyhood from my lips trailed by a string of cum and let him fall over
my shoulder while I continued to finger his ass.  His breathing was still
heavy though slowing down and his chest swelled with each one over my
shoulder.  With every movement of my fingers inside him he cooed sweetly
and whimpered subtly.  I wondered how I had got there.  I was in the shower
with a boy who was recovering from the most intense orgasm of his life
while warm water continued pouring down our naked bodies.  I could still
taste bits of his delicious cum on my tongue, warming my throat.  My own
dick was throbbing so hard it hurt, eager to assume the role of my fingers
that had been preparing him.  Then as if he read my mind he whispered
between bated breathes something I'd waited a lifetime to hear.

"I'm ready."

Luckily, being just a little boy it didn't take him long to recover and he
suddenly pushed himself off of me and stepped to the other side of the tub,
letting my fingers slide out, causing him to whimper.  He knew what he
wanted.  I could tell he'd been dreaming of this moment for years, an
eternity in little boy time.  He leaned up against the wall with one arm
and with the other spread his cheeks open wide to reveal the sexy winking
rosebud that I spent the past twenty minutes getting to know intimately,
but I was about to take that to a whole new level.  His glorious ass was
pushed out toward me, inviting me to heaven.  His gaze was focused on my
desired tool of his deflowering while he subconsioulsy licked his lips,
then slowly made its way up my body and deep into my eyes, batting his
lashes.  He lustfully stared deep into my soul while a smirk formed on his
lips, wrinkling his button nose.  Then everything turned silent and I heard
nothing but his breathing and the words he spoke next.

"Do me...please."

His voice was shaky in a way that turned me on.  It wasn't a nervousness
but an overwhelming excitement that caused his voice to sound desperate and
needing and there was no way in hell I was going to fail him now.

I slowly stood up, our eyes never leaving the other's gaze, my dick leading
the way, calling out its luscious target hole like a professional billiard
player.  My balls.  His center pocket.  The two foot journey across the tub
to the reality of my deepest fantasies felt like an eternity.  In that
moment the world melted away and I saw nothing, felt nothing, remembered
nothing but this beautiful boy staring at me with lustful eyes and his
stunning naked body.  We both knew what was about to happen and the fact
that this was real seemed to overwhelm our senses.  Our imagination could
never have prepared us for this.  And yet here we were, about to commit the
ultimate sin in a passion filled expression of our twisted desires.

Then, I felt something warm on the tip of my dick.  I had reached his plush
ass.  I gently placed my hands on his shoulders and sexually slid them down
the curve of his neck, feeling his chest down to his tummy as I wrapped my
arms around him pulling us closer to make a beautiful two piece puzzle, our
connection feeling like sweet electric shocks between our bodies. I placed
my face in the curve of his neck, kissing his skin so unbelievably smooth,
his head tilting back onto my shoulder to give me access.  Despite the warm
water cascading down our bodies his little frame was shivering.  His
breaths were short, sporadic and uncontrollable, having been taken over by
the overwhelming excitement as the head of my dick brushed up against his
backdoor.  I tried to calm him by whispering sweet nothings into his ear
but it only seemed to encourage his drive.  I reached down and delicately
stroked his dick, which had now swollen back to its full size while my
other hand coasted around his tummy feeling the goosebumps our passion
created. No longer needing to support himself, both of his little hands
were working to open himself up and position my cock into its rightful
place.  Teasing us both he held onto my shaft and swiped it along his
crevice several times sending waves of warmth through our bodies.  Then he
positioned me perfectly center and I pushed forward just enough to hold it
in place, not yet penetrating.  The heat coming from his eager hole was so
intense and I could not wait any longer.  I licked my way up his neck to
his ear and whispered.

"Are you ready baby?"  Never before had I spoken such powerful words.  His
eyes were closed, body still shaking.

"Mmhmm" It was a high pitched quivering whimper but that was enough for me.
Then before I could even respond he threw his hips back, shoving himself
onto me and forcing his ass several inches down my pole, instantly
penetrating the seal that until this point had valiantly protected his
virginity.  We both let out a deep cry, my arms holding him tight to me.

"Fuuuuck! Baby you're so damn tight."

"Uggh.  There's still more.  Keep going."  Of course.  This little boy knew
exactly what he came here for.  I moved my hands down to his hips to steady
him, pulled back an inch or so to give me a runway then firmly pushed back
in, this time a little deeper.

Every night as far back as memory would serve me I had fantasized about
this very moment, imagining the impossibility of taking a boy's virginity
but reality could never compare.  Here in the shower with my dick more than
halfway inside this boy was like discovering a 6th sense.  It's impossible
to comprehend unless you've experienced it.  And damn was I experiencing
it.

He reached his hands out now to brace himself against the wall, fully
surrendering his gripping boyhole to me.  Each time I'd pull back a bit and
push back in I'd get a little deeper.  At random intervals his ass would
clamp down like a vice nearly trapping me inside, terrified of letting me
go.  Until after a few minutes and lots of little boy moans I was finally
all the way in, skin to skin. I leaned forward upon his back, wrapped my
arms around his chest and kissed his cheek.  He turned his head to face me
and we kissed so deeply and with such a passion that only a freshly
deflowered boy and his man can have.  His tongue was so sweet and it was as
if he were thanking me for finally giving him what he'd always wanted.
Being inside this little boy felt like I had finally found my true purpose.
His ass was so incredibly warm, so smooth and wet, like a satin and velvet
wrapped plush pillow.  He was tight yet elastic, gripping me in the kindest
and warmest hug as if expressing both love and fear of letting go.  It felt
so perfect, so right, so beautiful.  God made him for me, and me for him,
for this very moment.  Our lovemaking was no doubt a divine creation years
in the making worthy of heaven itself.  But this was only the beginning.

We broke from our kiss and looked each other in the eyes.  But instead of
extacy or love I saw a firey determination.

"Now fuck me!"

I kissed his filthy mouth once more and jabbed my hips forward,
aggressively pinning him to the shower wall eliciting boyish giggles.

"Always baby.  But not like this" I quickly pulled out of him causing him
to gasp and leaving us both feeling so empty.  He gazed up at me shocked,
whimpering and betrayed, wide eyed and looking like he was about to cry.
But then I grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him to face me then
picked him up under his armpits.  Suddenly, reading my mind his smile
returned, quickly forming to a smirk.  As I lifted him up his legs wrapped
around my waist, his arms around my neck and I could feel my dick searching
for its rightful place bouncing around his hole.  Like the sword in the
stone, my cock in this beautiful boy's ass.  I pinned his back against the
shower wall and placed my hand on his plump cheek to open him up eliciting
knowing giggles from him while the other gripped my shaft to direct it home
until we found the spot so hot and inviting.  His boyhole seemed to inhale
the tip like a magnet trying to find its soulmate.  The whole time I was
looking straight into his ocean colored eyes, powerful like the waves he
rides, wild like the uncontrollable nature of it.  We refused to look away,
silent yet speaking novels of shared romantic passion through our bright
faces.  He slowly reached up to grab my neck and gradually leaned in closer
so I could feel his breath on my cheek until his lips reached mine and we
joined in a beautiful kiss, no tongue, not kinetic but sweet and beautiful
and full of so much genuine love and thankfulness that in that one moment I
felt my heart begin to swell.  And it was real, me and this boy sharing
such taboo feelings of romantic venture, alone in our world but always
together for an eternity.

But then suddenly I felt his soft lips harden into a smirk and his legs
released their grip around my waist.  Still lip locked his little body slid
down mine letting gravity guide him down my pole wedged in his ass, further
and deeper and so quickly that we were instantly thrust from of our moment
of loving romantics to one of passionate sex letting out deep animalistic
moans into each others mouth, breaths hot like fire.  No more foreplay.
The time had come.

Not skipping a beat I began to slowly fuck the boy suspended in mid air
pinned against the wall with a deep rooted lust for his virginity that
consumed our entire being, for in that moment we were one.  In his position
he was stuck between my chest and the shower wall sliding up and down eased
by soapy remnants.  His dick was squeezed between us, gliding along my
navel to create a powerful sensation for the boy, though not as intense as
the one within his ass.  I held onto his succulent bubbly cheeks to bounce
him along my dick, accenting the motion with my hips being ever cautious to
pull out as far as possible yet never fully leaving my new home and always
coming back for more, simply releasing my grip and thrusting up to meet in
the middle with a powerful fervor.  Each penetration was deeper than the
last, slamming into his poor little prostate with such intensity that I was
afraid his youthful heart couldn't take it.  But the lust in his eyes only
begged for more and I was more than enthused to oblige.

In this shower I made love to the most beautiful boy in the world, fucking
him with all the fantasies I ever harbored coming to life.  I slid in and
out with a natural precision that only two beings intended for one another
could inact.  With each thrust of my hips and fall of his body his adorable
dick rubbed between us and his little boy button met my cock continually
pulsing a preorgasmic wave through his small frame, his face contouring and
moaning loudly into mine.  I couldn't help but to fuck the boy hard and for
all I was worth.

"Ugh Yeessss! Please!!  Ugh! Faster!!" He was moaning, whining, whimpering
and begging for more so I gave it all as deep as I could...over and over.
I held him tight, his legs firmly wrapped around me pulling us closer.  I
didn't even truly know him but we were changing that quickly. We were
forming an amazing bond and such a deep connection...nearly 7 inches deep.

"Oooh baby boy!  Oh my sweet boy!"  I was in love.  Whether it was with
him, the moment, his ass, his charming personality or my immediate need to
flood his insides, I was in love.  I had never felt anything like this
before.  For the first time in my life I felt like I belonged, that there
truly was a place for me in this world.  And that's right here, deep within
this boy.

As I continued to repeatedly ravage his sweet gripping boy hole I watched
his adorable face.  His eyes were closed, head thrown back, mouth agape
releasing sporadic grunts and moans, having long since succumbed to the
overwhelming feelings of our lovemaking.  He was so cute and looked so
innocent but with me being balls deep inside we both knew otherwise.  But
this wasn't just fun.  For him this was a life fulfilling moment.  Because
not only was I made for him, he was made for me and though unexplainable,
it was undeniable.  I leaned in to kiss him, sliding my tongue along his
own, loving him with every fiber of my being.  His arms pulled us tighter
together but the intensity of our rapid love making never diminished.

His ass was still so tight, so warm and so perfect.  I never wanted to
leave him but I knew I couldn't last much longer.  His body was shivering
again, about to explode in an outburst long time coming.  My own balls were
swelling, nearly stinging, either from their fated release or the continual
slamming against the plush of his ass, or both.  The moment was nigh uppon
us and though it wasn't as long as the forever we hoped it would last, we
knew at the very least we'd be together.  It was as if something came over
me and for a brief moment I wanted to cry tears of joy.  I separated from
his lips, pulled him tight and whispered into his little ear something
that, going into this, I never thought I'd say.

"I love you baby boy."  Whether it was sound thinking or passion fueled
fiction I didn't care because in that moment it was true, and we both knew
it.

"I love you toooaaaahh!" Never ceasing our fucking my boy suddenly threw
his head and screamed a whimpering cry that sounded so cute, so sweet and
so boyish. All of his tough wit melted away to reveal the sweet young
fragile innocence hidden within.  I felt his dick start to spasm along my
navel and the fountain of youth shot powerful watery streams of his boyish
deceidance along my chest and up to my chin, coating me in his cum and
driving me to follow directly behind.

In euphoria his sexy body became overwhelmed by the greatest moment in his
young life and every one of his muscles lost control.  His abs convlused
and his legs gripped so tight it almost hurt.  His ass clamped down around
my dick in a desperate fear of getting left behind, pulling me even deeper
so firmly that I couldn't pull out if I tried.  But I wanted more than
anything to flood my little boy, to breed him and make him mine forever.
And that's exactly what I did.

I thurst hard one final time and let out a powerful cry that reverberated
through the entire world as we finally achieved the pinnacle of our life's
existence.  Tried as they might society was unable to control the
evenitability of our true purpose.  Two lifetimes of pent up passion,
desire, love and lust were simply too much to contain and had finally all
at once burst through the tired flood gates, filling my perfect little
boy's godly ass for the very first time.  We held each other so tight as if
trying to grip the moment forever.  I shot wave after wave of cum deep
within him, each one a rush of emotion from me to him and back again.

As our cries subsided the world faded with them.  I stood holding the boy
in my arms, his exhausted head resting on my shoulder, soft breaths
tickling my ear.  His body was gentle and calm and sweet, the elasticity of
his boyish cave still hugging me deep within.  I very slowly lowered us
into the tub to lie down, his small frame laying gently upon my chest, my
hand stroking through his slick hair wet from the shower, sweat and now
cum.  I felt his tongue poke out and lick at the treat he sprayed on my
chest and heard his lips smack to the taste.  My other arm was stroking the
smooth skin of his back, gliding the tips of my fingers along his spine and
causing goosebumps amid the warm waters raining down.  As we lied there
together in silience our hearts beat as one, having just completed a ritual
that forever entangled us with the other.

"Wow..." He whispered, his hand slowly drawing shapes on my stomach.  I
smiled.

"Yeah...wow.  That was amazing baby boy."  He let out a peaceful sigh so
calm as my cum slowly oozed on my leg from the warm crevice we just got to
know so intimately.

"Yeah..."  We lied there for seemingly ever, ignoring time, enjoying the
shimering afterglow of our love making as a new man, and a new boy.  But
this was only the beginning.  We had not only found each other, we might
have found love, or the beginnings of love.  Whatever it was, we found
something special.  And though my days with him might have been numbered
they didn't have to be.  There were plenty of jobs in the area.  Maybe this
was where fate was.  I at least knew that in that moment, with him, was
without a doubt where I was meant to be.

"My name is Cody by the way."  He woke me from my trance and I looked down
upon the beautiful naked boy in my arms.  He tilted his head up along my
chest to look me in the eye with a sweet innocent smile that disguised that
secret smirk I was getting to know so well.  "But I like being your baby
boy."

"Me too." I gently stroked his cheek.  "Always and forever."



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