Date: Sun, 5 Apr 2015 13:25:36 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mysterious Dragon Boy IV

"I've missed you Toby. It's been a long year," I said to him. We were lying
facing each other, our noses only a foot or so apart. Toby kissed me and
said,

"I've missed you too Toby although for me, it was only yesterday that we
were together. "

"It only seemed that short to you?" I asked him and he said no, for him it
really was only yesterday. That pretty much blew my mind so I asked how
that was possible.

"Remember what I said about time, that how you mark time isn't really how
time is. The essence of me can move back and forth through time as well
although I'm not really there. It's all in my head but it's almost as real
as being here with you is."  I was having a hard time grasping onto what
Toby was telling me.

"Okay, imagine you're married and you truly love each other. Suppose she
dies. While you're here pining away for her she has the ability to go on
being with you in her memory, although memory is a poor way to define
it. When you die, your life force can be with her if that is what you
want. That's the part that explains how people who have had death or near
death experiences say that they saw their loved ones waiting for them. It's
really more about what the individual desired or expected.

Now, suppose that woman divorces you for another man. When your body
finally gives out and dies your essence, or life force, can live on as
though she never divorced you and you went through life together. But what
about her? If there was a heaven and when you died and went there your
dream would be to be with her right? But what about her dream; what if she
really loved someone else, then where would you be. So the way it works is
your life force, the essence of you, lives out whatever afterlife you
desire. If being with her is what you want then being in your world with
her is how you experience heaven. If her dream or desire is to be with
another person then that's how she would experience heaven. Every life
force gets to experience their own version of heaven. It's kind of like
playing your own movie the way you want to see it played. And, you can
change movies if you want to."

"So are you telling me that there isn't an actually place called heaven, no
pearly gates, no saint Peter to greet you, no gathering of all the souls
who've passed on?"  He smiled and shook his head.

"No, not really. It could be I suppose; if someone really wanted it like
that but generally, what living beings call the afterlife is pretty much
like what a normal regular life is except that it's what you want it to
be. Heaven isn't any special place; it all exists inside one's head so to
speak, even though in reality we don't exist in that form. The soul or
spirit or life essence just is; that's the best I can describe it." I tried
to assimilate what he was telling me for a moment then asked,

"So how is it that you're here with me now? Is this real, for either of
us?" He laughed; a light melodic sound that I loved so much.

"Yes my sweet man, this is very real for both of us. How it is that I'm
here is another hard to explain thing but the simple story is that
sometimes the order of the universe allows or even may require us to return
for a variety of reasons, kind of like reincarnation which, by the way goes
both ways. Here on earth people think that when a spirit is reincarnated it
goes forward in time but that's not true, a life force can go backwards in
time as well. Remember that forward and backward are earth bound terms, not
the reality of the universes.

"Anyway, that's how some of the unexplainable things of earth came to
be. The pyramids, Stonehenge, the advanced Mayan scientific discoveries,
things of that sort were all brought to light by life forces that exist in
time frames that you would view as the future. People like Da Vinci,
Einstein, George Patton and others are such life forces. When the body dies
the spirit often has memories of all the lives it lived but not always all
of the knowledge. Otherwise people that went back in time would have an
unfair advantage over others. Does that make sense?" I nodded my head. "Oh,
Atlantis really did exist too, just so you know.

"Other times life forces are returned to help the living for some reason
and others, like me, are allowed to return in order to gain some real life
experience or another that we missed when we were here. I don't know how
that is determined or even if it's determined, I only know that it happens.

"Also," he continued, "spirits of people are allowed to be here on earth
for a limited time but they don't have contact like you and me have, or
are. You know how people say that they knew a departed person was in the
room or watching over them or something? Well, they might be. Not
necessarily actually watching them, seeing them, but their essence or
spirit or soul is with them in the room, or the car or wherever they feel
the presence. In some cases the essence is allowed to be seen by the living
but it's usually not like me and you right now but more like when I left
before, remember. You saw mostly just an outline of me in the light. That's
how it works. We can't actually see the living and I couldn't see you that
time Toby but I knew where you were so it seemed to you like I was actually
looking at you."

All of a sudden I realized that Toby wasn't actually speaking to me, that
is, his mouth wasn't moving yet I was hearing him very clearly. He laughed
again.

"Yes my sweet Toby, I can also communicate telepathically, although we
don't call it that at all. And no, I can't read your mind although I can
pick up things that relate to me." Fuck it was weird as all hell and Toby
must have picked up on my amazement because he started actually using his
voice again.

"There are also parallel universes which I'm sure you've heard
of. Universes do exist that are very similar to this one but with minor
differences, kind of like a deck of cards I guess or parts of a jig saw
puzzle. I don't know how many there are but I don't think it's anywhere
near what some earth bound scientists think." Toby yawned then, a wide open
mouthed kind of "I need sleep yawn". He explained that while he was here
with me he would take on most of the attributes and needs of a regular
living boy which meant sleep, food, and other normal bodily functions.

"Right now I need sleep Toby." He must have picked up on my reluctance
because he went on to explain that this visit would be longer than the last
time; that our time constraints wouldn't be quite as rushed. He then
snuggled in close to me and was snoring in seconds. I wasn't quite sleepy
so lay there contemplating what my teen aged lover had just told me.

I was in tune with the universe enough to believe that there was a reason
for everything, nothing was random. For some reason I was now in possession
of information about the afterlife that no other living person had, at
least that I was aware of. Fuck, if my thinking was correct I also had an
inkling about God, or the lack thereof. It was awfully heady stuff and gave
me a brief moment of feeling very powerful. But then, who could I tell and
who would believe me even if I did talk about it.

I slipped out of bed and went to my kitchen, opened my freezer and dug
around until I found what I wanted then put the small canister on the
counter. I rarely smoked pot but kept about a half ounce or so around for
occasions like this.  I could get amped up over things and frankly, pot
relaxed me and didn't leave me all amped up or, at the other extreme,
sluggish like prescription meds did. I pulled out a bud and broke a small
piece off and stuffed it in a small pipe that I'd pulled out of a similar
container in the cupboard above the fridge. I put the rest of the pot back,
grabbed a lighter from an antique humidor in the living room and stepped
out onto the stoop of my front porch and fired up the bowl. Inhaling
deeply, I listened to the sounds of the night; traffic on the major street
a few blocks away. The rain, now stopped, was dripping steadily from the
roof. As I blew the smoke out in a great rush of air I wondered how long
Toby was going to be with me and just what that was going to be like.

I woke about eight in the morning and rolled over to an empty bed. My heart
lurched and for a brief moment; the sense of loss that I felt was
staggering.

"I'm in the living room Toby," I heard Toby call out then realized that his
voice was in my brain and not actual sound. Fucking weird. I found the boy
slouched in my recliner in a typical teenage fashion, fully naked, his cock
in its default state and lying on his thigh, his smooth balls hanging
gently between equally smooth thighs. He set the book down that he had been
looking at and uncurled then stood and stretched, much a like a cat, and as
soon as I was close he melted into my arms. We stood there a moment in
silence, each reveling in the feelings of closeness, the warmth of the
other's body. I slid my hands up and down Toby's smooth back, moving down
onto the orbs of his glorious butt then back up again. I wanted to kiss him
but felt that my dragon breath was too much. Reluctantly, I pulled away
from him and headed toward the bathroom returning five minutes later for a
morning kiss that could have gone somewhere had I not felt in such a need
for a shower. Toby was of the same mind.

Once wet down, we went about the cleansing process which of course
progressed to washing each other's back. Washing each other's back led to
taking liberties with each other's butts, then around to the front to
re-wash each other's cock and balls, although massage was more about what
took place as opposed to washing. We ended up all soapy and facing each
other which led to fondling stroking and kissing. From there it was a
logical step to frottage, rubbing our groins together, humping against each
other's pubic bone or belly. The soap made for a whole lot of slippin and
slidin so in a short period of time all of the various "ooohh's" and
"aaahhh's" made themselves known as both of us made our way closer to
orgasm. I grasped onto Toby's tight little butt and pulled him into my,
undulating my hips against his body. Our cocks were mostly side by side and
being mashed against each other as well rigid belly muscles.

Oohhh," Toby groaned out as he shoved and pushed harder against me, his
head resting on my chest. I knew the boy was cumming and worked at
constricting various sets of my own muscles to bring my sperming to
fruition which of course worked. Both Toby and I were panting like crazy as
our balls unloaded their nectar, the goo oozing out between our writhing
bodies to mix with soap. We continued to move slowly against each other for
a moment as our orgasms subsided but of course his cock head was
ultra-sensitive so Toby finally pulled away from me with a giggle.

"That was incredible," he said, his eyes still half lidded in lust and a
satisfied smile on his smooth young face. He moved his raised head toward
me and our lips met, tongues immediately teasing each other as we held on
and added the finishing touches to another amazing experience. As we
re-soaped and rinsed I explained the process to Toby, how much it was
touted as safe sex in this era of debilitating STD's, how using lube or
massage oil frottage could be done anywhere with comfort.

"It was fun Toby but I think I prefer other things," he said as we dried
off. Once done with that he led me to the bed and pushed me down. I went
face first and before I could roll over Toby was sitting on my back facing
my feet. I felt him pry my cheeks apart so spread my legs while bending a
knee and pulling a leg up. I felt him move on me then the warm sensation of
his tongue at my hole. The first touches were exploratory, as if making
sure the terrain didn't harbor any enemy combatants, but the boy was soon
going for the gold, pushing his tongue against my puckered core as if
trying to force his way inside of me. I tried to remember if the boy had
rimmed me the last time we were together but I couldn't. I distinctly
remembered licking him there, massaging his core with my tongue the fucking
the boy as we stood in front of floor to ceiling windows that looked out
onto the floor of the building we were in.

I didn't dwell on the past however for the present was more than intense
enough for me. Toby moved off of my back and got between my legs and to
help him out a little bit I raised my hips up. That move allowed him better
access to my hole, my swinging balls, as well as my rock hard cock should
he decide to reach underneath and take hole of me. He did, and he did it as
he licked down onto the soft underside of my nuts, causing my belly and my
balls to tingle from the feelings, before he moved back up to my hole.

"Toby, there's lube on the night stand. Do you want to fuck me?" I moaned
out. I was hotter than a firecracker fart. I wanted the boy inside of me,
wanted to feel the stiffness of his cock as he slipped inside of me, the
youthful energetic thrusts of his adolescent hips as he fucked me. And I
didn't particularly want to wait any longer. Toby seemed to agree. I felt
him move off the bed then watched as he came into view, grabbed the bottle
and slathered his rampant cock from the head to his smooth balls. He leaned
down and kissed me hard while his hand reached behind me and smeared my
asshole with lube, a single finger sneaking inside to thoroughly coat the
muscle then sliding in and out a few times.

Toby didn't wait for me to tell him what to do, nor did I want to. I wanted
to the boy to take over, to be dominant with me, to exert his adolescent
need to procreate for that's what it is really, the instinct to create
offspring and enhance the longevity of the species. He wiped his lubed up
hand on the small towel that lay on the nightstand then got back onto the
bed. He placed one knee on the bed between my legs while the other one
stayed to the outside. Inside of going straight in, the young teen was
electing to enter me at an angle that wasn't quite sideways but almost. I
didn't care how he got inside of me as long as his beautiful cock was
stuffing my hole. That was all that mattered to me in the moment.

He pulled open a cheek with one hand while the other held his rigid cock
down and pointed the swollen head where it was supposed to go. I felt his
flesh touch mine and I swear I felt a little jolt of electricity. Then
there was pressure and all of a sudden the boy was in, his cock head passed
through the muscle and was firmly lodged inside of me. Again, I let the boy
take over and to his credit he didn't talk, didn't move, but stayed still
for a solid thirty seconds as my body adjusted to the thickness of his
cock. And then he moved.

Using both hands, he pushed the upper cheek wide open and slowly slipped in
side of me until I felt his balls against my inner thigh and his pubic hair
against my butt. I've have bigger dicks inside of me but nothing as sweet
feeling as the thirteen year old whose cock began moving back out again. I
loved Toby dearly; I had just really come to that conclusion as he reached
the point of dislodging himself but moved back inside of me. The boy picked
up a nice steady rhythm and because he'd just cum he was able to keep it
up.

"Oh man Toby, I love this so much, being inside of you," he panted, leaning
forward and kissing my back, the moving back onto his knees to continue the
conquest of my ass. Toby picked up speed, pulling almost all the way out
then plunging back down and bottoming out inside. The force of his fucking
me caused my own stone hard cock to rub back and forth against the bed
covers causing me to grunt and moan with each thrust of his body. Every so
often he would stay all the way inside and grind his slender little butt in
circles, hitting different spot and creating even more intense feelings
than go back to fucking me. It was intense and it was hot. I felt my balls
start to boil, the familiar tingling feelings of an impending eruption.

"Oh gosh, oh man Toby I'm gonna cum soon, I just know it," he moaned above
me and began to fuck me even harder. I'm not sure to this day just exactly
what happened. Maybe he grazed my prostate or something but all of a sudden
I felt myself fall over the edge.

"Fuck me harder Toby fuck me harder," I begged as my cock erupted, my sperm
oozing out onto the sheet. Toby started to groan above me and I felt him
thicken against the walls of my asshole then the warmth of his cum inside
of me. I'm guessing that the constriction of my asshole when I came took
the fairly novice young thing right to the edge of the abyss and tossed him
over. He cried out as he slammed into me, forcing every inch of his cock as
far into my body as he could get it to go. He moved his slender little butt
in a variety of ways, attacking me from slightly different angles and thus
creating different feelings and in turn enhancing our spermings.

Toby finally slowed down and a few moments later stopped all movement, the
both of us breathing as if ending a marathon exercise session. He relaxed
his body and simply lay on me, a hand absently rubbing my shoulder. We
stayed that way for two, maybe three minutes before he spoke.

"That was fantastic Toby," he whispered into my ear. I thanked him by
clenching my asshole against his cock causing the boy to giggle then flex
his cock back at me. We began flexing back and forth at each other, both of
us giggling, and when the boy's cock eventually softened and squished out
of me we both groaned at the loss. Toby rolled off of me and I turned to
face him. He immediately moved in against me, pressing his body into mine
and kissed me hard on the lips then rolled away from me.

"Can we go out to eat Toby? I'm dyin for some spam and eggs," he said. I
was a little curious about that but remembered that he'd told me already
that while he was with me he would be able to experience many things just
like any other living boy. That concept threw me a little bit. The idea
that he was actually living and breathing as though he hadn't been dead or,
more correctly, his body hadn't been dead for fifty plus years, was a
little disconcerting to say the least and not without questions.

Thirty minutes later we were seated in a booth at Big City Diner in Kaimuki
and when the hostess had asked, in the manner of hostesses everywhere,
"two" I nodded my head. Toby had explained that during his time with me
anyone with whom he'd had an in depth real life experience with, would not
be able to see him. Specifically his sister would not be able to see
him. It was unlikely that anyone else who had known him fifty years before
would actually run into or recognize him. So it was that when we arrived
back at my house an hour later and saw Theresa sitting in her car I wasn't
worried.

"Have you seen him, have you seen my brother?" she asked rather shrilly as
she walked toward me. It was a little difficult not to smile since the
adorably cute young boy was standing right next to me.

"No Theresa I haven't. Does this mean he didn't show up at your shop this
morning?" I tried to put the sound of concern in my voice but it still came
out sounding like sarcasm to me. "Are you sure he's not in the house, that
you're not hiding him from me?" she asked aggressively while squinting one
eye.

"No Theresa he's not in the house," I told her gently then offered to let
her look if she wanted to. The woman seemed to age before my eyes, heaving
a great sigh then letting her shoulders slump noticeably, a sure sign of
resignation. I then watched with amazement as Toby walked over, stood
behind her then wrapped his arms around his sister and hugged her, one last
time. I knew that she couldn't feel him because he didn't exist for her but
I saw the change that came over her and wondered what energy had passed
from sibling to sibling.

Toby finally let go and stepped back and Theresa stood taller. The stress
lines in her face seemed to go away and she seemed to drop years from her
age. She had an almost beatific smile on her face and she said,

"Toby; I'm going to be okay. I feel secure in knowing that my brother is
gone yet not gone. If you do see him thought please tell him I love him and
I miss him."

"Somehow Theresa I expect he already knows that but if I ever see him again
I'll pass the message along."

She nodded her head, turned and walked back toward her car, her shoulders
strong and squared but stopped and came back to me. "I would like for you
to have some of my brother's things Toby. I think I am going to dismantle
the shrine that I've kept all these years. It's too late for me to
recapture the time that I've lost but it's not too late to try and enjoy
the rest of life without that burden. Oh, I'll still keep some things but I
believe now that my brother is as important to you as he was and still is
too me, maybe more so."

"You're sure about that Theresa," I asked, my voice clearly tentative. She
nodded her head then gently rubbed my cheek.

"Yes Toby, I am absolutely positive. Why don't you come out this afternoon,
I'll have some things packed for you." She turned and this time made it to
her car and left.

Toby stood beside me with an arm around my waist and we watched silently as
his sister drove off, blasting a good bye honk from the car horn and an arm
waving out the driver's side window.

"She'll be okay now," Toby informed me. I wondered aloud what it was that
he'd done and he explained that by hugging her he'd given her the sense of
him and that he'd planted the suggestion in her brain to let go, to let him
go, to move on with her life. All I could say is, "Wow." I asked if he had
planted the suggestion about her parting with some of his things and he
shook his head.

"No my sweet man, she did that all by herself.

So it was that around 3 that afternoon Toby and I were heading up the
Waianae coast. "Gosh I can't believe how much it's changed Toby, how the
world has moved on. I mean, this car is amazing," he said, glancing around
the interior of my Acura Integra GS-r, the moon roof open to allow the warm
air in.

"Are you coming in too baby boy," I asked the adorable boy seated next to
me. He nodded his head and gave me his incredible smile.

"Of course Toby." It had been a silly question.

The door opened before we got there and caused me to stop dead for just a
moment. The woman standing in the doorway was Theresa but certainly not the
one I'd seen earlier in the day. The woman in the doorway was wearing a
stylish bobbed haircut, slacks and a crème colored long sleeved blouse
of a light filmy material. She laughed as I started walking again then
welcomed me into the house and offered a hug once the door was closed.

"I can't explain it Toby but I just have this overwhelming sense that I'm
long overdue to make some changes in life, inside and out." She looked
easily 10 years younger.  "Come," she said and toby and I followed her to
his old bedroom. Much of his things were already boxed up, the clothes in
the closet in carriers.

"The big boxes have all of his bedding in them including the pillows. If
you would like the entire bed frame and mattress you are more than welcome
to them. I want you to have Toby's dragon collection as well. I've kept 1
or 2 things but that's all."

"Do you surf Toby," she asked and I nodded my head telling her it was one
of the things that her brother and I had in common. "But of course you
do. Well, would you like his surfboard?" I could feel the energy pour from
Toby and flood into my body.

"He says yes," I blurted out. The other Theresa would have had saucer eyes
and she would have gone nuts asking if Toby were present and looking around
rapidly as if to see his physical being and generally acting like a mad
woman. This one simply smiled and said,

"I suspected as much."  I spent almost an hour with her and would leave
with a lion's share of my boys' possession. She gave me much of Toby's
clothes, a handful of rolls of negatives saying they were pictures of him,
the typical kind of family pictures. I got a couple of his surfing trophies
and various other odds and ends including a shoe box filled with the kind
of things that mostly only have meeting for their owner. Theresa had gone
through it and there wasn't anything she wanted to keep.

Last she reached into a drawer and pulled out the dove grey fundoshi with
the fiery red dragon on the pouch.

"I believe you should have this," she said. I took it gently and we were
quiet for a moment. "I know this is inappropriate but he did look good in
it, didn't he." I nodded my head.

"Indeed he did," I replied softly. Another few seconds passed and she
looked up at me.

"Did he... did my brother please you?" Her voice was very soft. Toby was
standing right there looking me and gave a barely perceptible nod of his
head.

"Yes he did Theresa, more than any human being could ever hope for." I felt
a tear start down my cheek and she reached up and gently wiped it away.

"I am so happy for that Toby. You are both very lucky boys.

"Did you make me say that," I asked my green eyed boy after we pulled away
from Theresa's house. the car loaded with boxes and the surfboard secured
in the roof rack.  Toby shook his head.

"Yes and no. I didn't do it consciously but unconsciously. I think that the
order of the universe made it happen but I can't say that for sure." I
nodded my head. I thought the same thing although I was hard pressed at the
moment for an answer about why, not that it was any of my business I
guess. I'm glad it happened though Toby and I'm super glad you have my
board."

Back at my home we brought everything into the house. I rested Toby's board
alongside mine on my back porch. I hung the clothes in the closet and asked
Toby if he wanted to go through the stuff.

"Well, there are some things you will find...interesting and maybe
surprising. You don't have to do it right now though. Toby stepped in close
and wrapped his arms around me.

"Having you fuck me seems like a good idea though," the boy said against my
chest. I held him loosely, let my hands rub his back and down onto the
absolutely glorious cheeks of his narrow boy butt. I kneaded the flesh
through his board shorts reveling in the feel of the fleshy globes.

"It sounds like an excellent idea baby boy," I whispered to the side of his
head. Toby's hand slid down my side and sneaked between us to rub on the
front of my board shorts and encourage my cock to expand to its full
working state. I nudged his head to the side and began working on his
tender neck, kissing and sucking on the sensitive flesh and causing him the
shiver.

"Oohhh gosh Toby," he moaned as his fingers wrapped around my cock and
slowly stroked on it. I managed to get the waistband of his board shorts
loosened enough to get my hands down inside to actually feel the flesh of
his butt and the crevice that separated the twin mounds. God I loved that
kids' ass. Toby moved his hand to work at the board shorts and a moment
they slid to the floor and since he wasn't wearing underwear I had his
naked lower body against me.

Toby put his hands on my butt and pulled me to him, grinding his raging
hard boner against mine, although I was still shielded by clothing. That
didn't last long. The boy looked up and me and I lowered my head to kiss
him which turned into a marathon mouth open kiss. While I was thusly
occupied the boy managed to get my board shorts undone and slipped down
over my ass to fall to the floor. I had boxers on so he lowered those to
below my balls then pressed his lower body back against mine.

"So much better," he murmured as he worked his hips in circles against
me. I continued to work on his butt, squeezing the orbs, pulling them apart
and offering air to his boy hole.

"I want to be naked Toby," he said, his high pitched voice already
deepening. We both quickly slipped our t-shirts off and I slid my boxers to
the floor then we moved back together, holding each other, both sets of
hands moving from neck to butt and rib cage to rib cage.

"I love being held by you my sweet man," Toby said softly, "God I love you
holding me." He wasn't alone that was for sure. I could feel the warmth of
his young body of course but there was more. There was almost an energy
that flowed from his body into mine. I could feel it but I couldn't feel
it, if that makes any sense, but it was real, that much I did know. We
engaged once more in passionate kissing as our hands explored and then,
without warning, Toby slid down my body to his knees. He took hold of my
raging hard cock and rubbed the shaft against his smooth face as though it
were an exquisite fabric. I could hear him mewing softly as he changed his
head position and nuzzled his lips along the shaft and up to the swollen
head. He kissed my cock then nuzzled his way back to the root and pressed
his face into the hollow between the thigh and my balls.

"You smell so delicious here Toby," he said huskily, "so deliciously rich
and pungent." The boy licked up and down the center of the crease causing
me to shiver just as he had when I nuzzled his neck. He kissed my balls
then tugged at the skin with his lips before licking the sac, pushing the
eggs around with his tongue.

The boy finally stood. I took his hand in mine then lead the boy to my sofa
and encouraging him to sit then to move to the edge. I then lifted his legs
and Toby got the idea, pulling his legs back and opening himself up for
me. Not a word had been said. I leaned forward and took a swipe at his
puckered hole, then another and a second later I was full on face in his
tender little ass.

I worked him over as completely as I'd ever worked anyone over before. Even
though his cheeks were pretty wide open he put his hands on them and spread
them a little more. I washed the entire area within 3 inches of his
wrinkled hole and worked hard on the hole itself, trying to push my
wiggling tongue inside of him. I could hear him moaning and grunting to
himself as I rimmed the boy and it wasn't long before I was moaning right
along with him.

Watching Toby's face as I licked him made my heart beat even faster. The
boy was locked in a zone and every muscle in his beautiful smooth face
confirmed that. He reached down with one hand and rubbed it through my
hair. I moved upward, licking along his perineum to the underside of his
hairless balls and continued to lick the bag all while making "yummy"
sounds as if I were eating the best meal on earth. I was sort of. I moved
up further and pulled his cock down, raised up a little and put my mouth
over the head and began sucking.

Looking at Toby's smooth young face in rapture, seeing his tongue working
along his sweet lips almost make me cum right on the spot. I sucked and
stroked him while my other hand moved up and played with his balls a little
bit.  I had a finger working at the very aperture but stopped.

"I'll need lube sweet boy," I said quietly as I reached over the arm of the
sofa and pulled open the drawer on the end table. I pulled out a bottle of
lube and small hand towel that I kept there just in case I was watching a
porn flick or something.

"What a boy scout you are," he said with a smile. I got lube on my fingers
then went back to sucking his cock again and this time my digit slipped
inside of him with ease. The young teen kept up a nice steady moaning
rhythm as I worked on his cock and in his ass. I was moaning to myself
softly. About a minute into it Toby said needed to get fucked.

"I really want your hard cock in my ass right now," he said in a husky
voice. I simply nodded my head, pulled my finger out of his ass and lubed
up my cock. I got him turned to lay sideways on the sofa, propped his upper
body on the arm and lifted his top up to rest on the sofa back.

"Just like this my sweet man," my boy asked and I nodded my head. I put my
right foot flat on the floor and my left knee on the sofa and moved into
place. It took a little bit of body adjusting but we managed to get lined
up.

"Just go ahead and put it in me Toby," he said. It was hot as hell watching
the adorable young teen as he concentrated on the task at hand. It got even
better once my cock head was inside his body. "Let me rest your leg on my
shoulder baby boy." He nodded his head, I moved his leg, and he leaned
forward, pushing my cock all the way inside of his tight ass.

"Mmm," he murmured as I sunk my raging hard cock into the warm damp depths
of his adolescent body. I didn't linger but got right to it, sliding my
boner in and out of 13 year old ass. I watched the emotions play across his
smooth face, the spikes in feeling causing his face to scrunch up a little
in the expression of pain or pleasure and knew it wasn't pain.

"Am I doing okay Toby," I asked and he nodded my head. The feeling of
plowing his ass, the beauty of him, the energy of his youth and myriad of
other things got my heat level up fairly quickly.

"Let me put your other leg on my shoulder baby," I said and a moment later
had both legs against my shoulders was hunched over his and fucking me with
a wild abandon.

"I love having you fuck me Toby," he grunted. "I love fucking you too but
still I love you fucking me the most."

"Me too sweetness," I grunted back at him, "Now let's see if I can make us
both cum." I fucked his hard, my balls smacking against his butt and adding
to the rest of the normal noises that people make when they fuck. I felt my
body begin the change, gearing up to release another millions little sperms
that would die without accomplishing their mission. Poor things.

"I'm gonna cum pretty soon I think my sweet man" Toby said and a moment
later I felt his muscle thicken against my rock hard cock.

"Oh god, oh god," he moaned as he pumped his young sperm onto his belly. He
pushed into me, and I ground my ass around some then went back to driving
my cock in and out of him. Needless to say it took me to the precipice and
pushed me over the edge.

"Fuck yes Toby, I'm cumming; I'm cumming hard." Of course the better part
of his orgasm was over but still the boy made the effort and kept up a
respectable pace and power. But like all good sperming it was over before
either of us wanted it to be. I continued on for a bit, slowing down of
course, until finally stopped all together. I stayed bent over him
slightly, both sets of eyes closed, panting. I reached out and gently
touched his face, always amazed at how smooth and soft his skin was. Toby
opened his eyes and gave me a somewhat lopsided smile.

"That was so ono Toby." He reached my head up and mine went down, meeting
somewhere in the middle for a nice thank you kiss. We stayed like that for
a few minutes before I told him I was going to pull out of him, which I did
slowly. I then moved forward and lay on top of him, braced by my knees and
elbows of course and we just held each other without saying a word. I
finally broke the silence.

"We have over half of the day left baby boy, is there anything you'd like
to do?"

"I don't know Toby. I never did get to know the island all that well. Maybe
we could go up to the North Shore or something." I thought that an
excellent idea so dressed and did exactly that. I elected to go up the H2
though Mililani and Wahiawa stopping to check out the Dole plantation. From
there we went over the mountain and down into Haleiwa to Matsumoto's for
shave ice. I decided to give my green eyed boy a little surprise so we
drove up to Mokuleia. I headed to the small grass landing strip of Mokuleia
airport and got out.

"What are we doing Toby," my boy asked and my response was, a surprise. He
giggled like the boy he was and I led him to a ticket booth and bought 2.

"You can actually go up right now," the high school aged girl told me after
making doe eyes at Toby, "There's no wait time."

"Go up where Toby," he asked and I took his hand and led him out to where a
Jeep would take us to where the gliders were parked.

"I'm going to show you the most awesome view of the island that you could
possibly imagine."

"We're going up in the air in that? It doesn't have a motor." Indeed it
didn't. I realized of course that his comments didn't have anything to do
with fear. I mean, fuck, he had already died. He was simply being curious
about how it was going to work.

"I know baby boy, it's a glider. They'll take us up in a tow plane then let
us go. It's incredible."  The pilot introduced himself to us, explained
what was going to happen then he got us into the glider with Toby sitting
in front of me. It was a tight fit so our bodies were pressed
together. Neither of us minded.

Toby giggled as we started down the runway and giggled again when we broke
away from mother earth. Ten minutes later the tow plane cut us loose which
caused a drop of about 100 feet. The drop caused both of us to utter a
"whoa" but the wind caught us and we soon were gliding.

The pilot weaved us back and forth along the Waianae Mountains, sometimes
being far enough over them to see the west side where Toby had stayed. It
was strange because when you look at a map of Oahu and the top is Kaena
Point. On the right side is the North shore and the West side or Leeward
side is on the left. Seriously, if you walk it, you round the corner of
Kaena point and you cross from west to North and in reality the distance is
measure in feet and not miles. Weird.

The only noise up there was the wind passing the clear bubble of the
canopy, in other words, it was quiet. The views are extraordinary and Toby
commented frequently as we rode the thermals back and forth, sometimes
riding them up but mostly in a slow circular decent. There were other
gliders up there with us, gigantic birds weaving back and forth in a large
circle. We rode over the ocean of course, you couldn't do the ride without
it. Since it was still winter there were some decent waves coming in but
from up there they still looked small.

Twenty minutes later we glided back to earth, bumped down in a very smooth
landing. Back in the parking lot we used the public restroom and since no
one was anywhere close Toby moved into my arms and kissed me deeply.

"You are amazing my sweet man," he said then simply hugged me.