Date: Fri, 19 Mar 2004 07:18:14 EST
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Special Secrets: The Gold Coins by Justin Davis (M/b,oral,anal)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between a young boy
and an older male. If material of this nature offends you then you should
not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in
most states you are not allowed to read this story by law.

This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's
living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely
coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story
are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their
actions.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it
has been posted, without the consent of the author.

Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to
Justin0398@aol.com


Special Secrets: The Gold Coins
By
Justin Davis



It's nice to have special secrets, and ten-year-old Clayton Williams
thought he must have the best special secret of all. Clayton dashed off
the school bus and up the front walk toward his house and didn't take
Clayton long to unlock the front door, take off his back pack and lay it
down by the door, then close the door and lock it again. Today, it would
be way past six before his mom got home.

Clayton made sure the door was locked, then quickly sprinted off down the
sidewalk, his brown mop of hair blowing in the breeze, toward the red
brick house near the end of the block. He was almost out of breath as he
dashed up the front steps and rang the doorbell.

"Oh, hi, Clay! Your mom working late again today?" the tall, handsome,
forty-year-old man asked when he opened the door.

"Uh huh," Clayton replied, still trying to catch his breath from his
almost two block run.

"So, I guess you want to play our special game again?" the man asked.

"Uh huh," Clayton responded, nodding his head that he did.

"Okay, come on in," the man said, and stood aside so that Clayton could
enter.

Clayton swiftly entered through the front door, and once inside, began to
strip off his clothes, leaving a trail of them from the entryway toward
the living room

"My, we're in a hurry today," the man commented as he closed and locked
the door.

Clayton didn't respond but continued to shuck off his clothes until he
was naked. Then, he hurried over to the familiar stuffed lounge chair,
plopped himself in it, then grabbed hold of his legs and pulled them
upward, exposing his butt hole, and grinned.

"Oh! So we want that right off today do we?" the man asked.

"Oh yes, Mr. Anderson, I like it," Clayton responded.

"I told you you could call be Jimmy," the man said, as he walked toward
where Clayton sat.

"Uh, okay, Jimmy," Clayton replied.

Clayton watched as the man walked over toward the chair in which he was
sitting, then, once there, get down on the floor upon his knees, move his
head forward, and then began to lick and probe at his hole with his
tongue.

"Oh yeah!" Clayton exclaimed at the tingly feelings all over his small
but now well-violated hole.

In less than a minute, Clayton's circumcised three and one half inch dink
was rock hard and his hole hummed with the tickly feelings he loved so
much as a result of the man's excellent rimming.

"Oh yes! Uh! Uh!" Clayton wailed, as the man's tongue probed deeper into
his anus.

Jimmy Anderson was in heaven. He had had sex with lots of boys in his
time but in twenty years this was the best (The Mother Lode), for Clayton
was an over-sexed imp far beyond his years.

"Oh! Suck my peter now! Please!" Clayton pleaded.

Jimmy Anderson stopped his ministrations to Clayton's hole and
immediately slurped his prick into his mouth and began to siphon it,
making sure to swirl his tongue on the head as he did so.

"Oh yeah! Uh! Ahhhhh! Yeah! Ooooo!" Clayton wailed.

If his mouth hadn't been occupied, Jimmy would have smiled. After all
the times before he could tell this was gonna be a special "gold coin"
day. Jimmy continued his ministrations to Clayton's dink and took the
first two fingers of his right hand and began to insert them into
Clayton's hole.

"Oh! Uh! Ahhhhh! Yesssss!" Clayton wailed, as the gooey feelings
increased and the man's fingers began to probe his butt.

Jimmy Anderson took his mouth off of the kid's stiff peter.

"You wanna go ahead and cum and then earn another gold coin today?" he
asked.

"Yessssssssss!" Clayton hissed.

Jimmy smiled up at him, then went back to siphoning the boy's prick.

"Ooooooo-Oh-Ooooooooooo!" Clayton cooed, as Jimmy expertly sucked and
swirled his tongue on his little prick, while at the same time fucking
two fingers in and out of his hole.

Soon, Clayton's breathing became more labored, his nostrils began to
flare and his tummy began to heave.

"Oh! Yes! Uh! Ahhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Clayton wailed as he had his dry
cum.

Jimmy could feel the pricklet begin to twitch in his mouth and made sure
he gave it even more attention with his tongue, his own seven-inch cock
straining for relief inside his shorts.

"Oh gosh! Gosh! That felt so good," Clayton said afterwards as he lay
back in the chair catching his breath.

Jimmy got up off of his knees, stood up, then began to remove his
clothes.

"My turn now," he said as he peeled off his shirt.

Clayton got up out of the chair and stood by it while Jimmy finished
removing his clothes.

"It's already hard," Clayton said, then giggled, in reference to the
man's rigid penis.

"Yeah, it's been a few days since you've been here," Jimmy replied,
stepping out of his boxers.

Jimmy seated himself in the stuffed lounge chair, spread his legs, and
then leaned back, his rock hard, circumcised, cock lying flat up against
his muscular belly.

"You want me to suck it first?" Clayton asked.

"Yeah, let's do that first, "Jimmy replied.

Jimmy watched as Clayton got down on his knees, positioned himself
between his legs, then took hold of his hard cock with his hand, pulled
it upright, and lowered his mouth toward it.

"Oh yessssssss!" Jimmy hissed, as Clayton began to lick the head all over
like it was an ice cream cone.

If ever there was an example that good cock suckers are born then made
Clayton was it. He had taken to it like a duck to water and had followed
Jimmy's instructions to the letter. At home, he had even practiced on
Blow Pops so he could please the older man.

"Oh yeah, Mmmmmmmmm!" Jimmy moaned, as Clayton took half of his turgid
missile into his mouth and began to bob his head up and down upon it.

For almost ten minutes Jimmy savored the boy's mouth on his cock.

"Okay, that's enough. I don't wanna cum yet," Jimmy said.

Clayton took his mouth off of the man's cock and released his grip on the
thick cock letting it flop back upon Jimmy's belly.

"You gonna do my butt now?" Clayton asked looking up at the man.

"Yeah, which way you wanna do it?" Jimmy asked.

"I wanna sit in your lap some first," Clayton replied.

"Okay, you know where the stuff is," Jimmy responded.

Jimmy waited as Clayton went over to one of the end tables beside the
couch, opened the drawer, got out the tube of lube, and then walked back
to the chair in which he was sitting.

"Okay, come on up here sexy," Jimmy said, patting his thighs with his
hands.

Clayton escalated himself onto the man's lap, popped the cap open on the
tube of lube, squirted a liberal amount in his left hand, and then began
to slick up the thick, hard, penis.

"Use as much as you want," Jimmy said, as the boy worked the stuff over
every inch of his hard member.

Finally, when Clayton was satisfied that the thick sausage was slick
enough, he closed the cap on the tube of lube and let it fall to the
floor.

"You ready now?" Jimmy asked.

"Uh huh!" Clayton replied.

"Okay, go for it," Jimmy said.

Clayton repositioned himself in the man's lap so that his feet were on
either side of the older man's thighs. Then, he took hold of the thick
missile with his right hand, pulled it upright, raised his butt so that
it hovered over the head, and then lowered his butt a bit.

"Oh! Gosh! Mmmmmmm!" Clayton exclaimed, and bit his lower lip, as the
huge head slid into the entrance of his rectum.

"Take all the time you need, Clayton. There's no hurry, " Jimmy assured
him.

Jimmy loved it that Clayton liked to impale himself this way on his
cock. Since the boy was totally in control, Jimmy could sit back and
watch Clayton's expressions as he slowly lowered himself on his thick
stalk.

Clayton moaned, let go of the man's cock and began to slowly rock his
hips.

Inch by inch the thick missile began its journey into Clayton's insides.
His brow furrowed when three-quarters of the thing was inside him. Then,
when his butt was resting on the man's pubes, he let out a huge sigh and
lay his body forward upon the man's chest.

"All in?" Jimmy asked, running his fingers through the kid's brown mop.

"Mmmm! Uh huh!" Clayton replied.

"You wanna just sit still for a minute?" Jimmy asked.

"Yeah," Clayton responded.

Jimmy sat holding the boy, his cock completely inside his tight rectum,
and every now and then Clayton would wiggle his butt a little and emit a
loud sigh.

"You like it up your butt don't you?" Jimmy asked, still running his
fingers through Clayton's hair.

"yesss," Clayton cooed, nodding his head that he did.

"Just tell me when you're ready. We can sit like this as for long as you
want," Jimmy said.

"Okay," Clayton replied, then wiggled his butt a little and sighed again.

For over ten minutes, Jimmy sat holding the boy and running his fingers
through his hair while Clayton alternately wiggled his butt and sighed.

"My things hard again," Clayton eventually said, looking up at the man.

"So, you ready now?" Jimmy asked.

Clayton nodded his head that he was.

"Okay, hang on," Jimmy said.

Clayton put his arms around the man's neck, and Jimmy, his cock still up
the boy's butt, got up out of the chair. As he did so, Clayton wrapped
his legs round the man's waist. Then, with Clayton's arms and legs
wrapped around him, and all of his cock still up Clayton's butt, Jimmy
made the short walk to the bedroom.

Once there, Jimmy maneuvered the two of them upon the bed so that Clayton
was underneath him and looking up at him.

"You okay?" Jimmy asked, looking into Clayton's eyes.

Clayton, his brow slightly furrowed, nodded his head that he was. Then,
he wrapped his arms around the man's neck and his legs around the man's
waist again and let out a small gasp and closed his eyes as Jimmy began
to slowly fuck him.

As it usually was, it was a long slow fuck that day. Jimmy saw no need
in pounding his groin into Clayton's butt. It was much more enjoyable
listening to Clayton coo as his cock slid in a out of his rectum, not to
mention the sight of the boy's eyes flying open and the sounds of his
wails as he had his anal orgasms.

After it was over, Jimmy watched as the lad headed away up the sidewalk
toward home, another gold coin tucked into the pocket of his jeans and
sperm leaking out into the crotch of his Jockey shorts from his still
dilated hole.

Not that Clayton minded. He was used to it now. He would change into a
fresh pair of underwear when he got home, that is after he put the gold
coin in the special box he kept hidden in back of his closet. He had
fifteen of them already and this would make sixteen.

Clayton had decided he would try to get at least fifty of them, not that
he knew how much they were worth. All Mr. Anderson had told him was that
they were very special coins and to keep them tucked away where no one
could find them. As for Clayton, he just thought they were pretty and he
knew Mr. Anderson had lots of them.

As for James Anderson, well, he had made a fortune in the underground
arms market and then found a quiet neighborhood in which to settle. He
had no one to leave his fortune to. Why not give some of his gold coins
to someone who was willing to earn them? And besides, getting to put his
cock up Clayton's butt was well worth a Krugerrand.


The End