Date: Mon, 15 Sep 2003 10:42:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Player-Shaen III

The next morning Shaen didn't show up for our workout and I went about my
business as usual, including work, the latter putting about ten K into my
bank account. I got home later than usual so Shaen wasn't waiting at the
hedge or the door, which was not unexpected. That he didn't come over that
evening for our usual work out was unexpected but only slightly. My
suspicions were that he was feeling some guilt, maybe shame or at the very
least, second thoughts about that we had done. Those were not uncommon
feelings when a boy went as far as we had gone the evening before. Despite
my having told him that sexual behaviors like that were not uncommon for
boys nor were they any indication of sexual orientation, the socialization
process was probably strong in him, contradicting my "teen boy sexuality"
speech and telling him it wasn't okay, that is was gay stuff and he wasn't
a gay boy. Well, there wasn't much I could do about it unless he talked to
me about it. I wasn't concerned about his telling anyone and thus putting
the spotlight on me. Any concerns I had were about his mental health.

I had a martial arts class that evening, as a student and not an
instructor, and was going to be late if I didn't get on the stick. I got
home about nine, hung out for a while out by the pool, leaving the doors
open for Shaen if he decided to come over. He didn't. Nor did he show up
the next morning. I was just starting my workout the next evening when he
showed up, the sullen look having returned to his face. I welcomed him as
though he had never been gone and we proceeded through our workouts in
silence. Forty minutes later I finished my sets and as Shaen was finishing
his I went into the house and brought out a pitcher of raspberry iced tea,
set in on the patio table and poured two glasses. When Shaen finally
finished he walked slowly toward the table, toweling off his face.

"Not swimming tonight D?" he asked as he approached the table. I handed him
a glass of cold liquid.

"No, at least not right away." I paused and took another sip of my drink
while Shaen had drained three quarters of his glass in one drink and looked
at me.

"Well, I haven't seen you for two days and I see that the look you usually
wear when you're uncomfortable or unsure of yourself is back. I'm guessing
that what happened last time you were here has been renting space in your
head and you're having some difficulty resolving it. I'm guessing that you
may be feeling guilty, maybe shameful, and maybe even questioning your
sexual orientation. I'm guessing you'd like or need to talk about it. Being
naked and therefore vulnerable before talking, isn't a great idea."

I'd said this in the most neutral non-judgmental voice I could muster in an
attempt to put the boy at ease, to make it easier for him to identify and
voice his feelings or concerns.  He was quiet for a moment as he refilled
his glass then sat down at the table.

"Yeah, you're right D, about all of it. I really liked what we did, what
you did to me. I liked it a lot and when I got home it really hit me, what
we did. I never wanted to be with boys, I never wanted to be gay. It'd be
too hard. Friends, family, people in general always making gay jokes or
calling people fags, the way they talk about gay guys and all that stuff. I
never really talk that way, I never felt like I needed to. It seems like
I've always been sort of tolerant of other people and the way they are or
what they believe but I've never wanted to go through all the shit that
might happen to me if I was gay so I guess I just put it off kept telling
myself that I liked girls. I always beat off thinking about girls and if a
boy tried to creep into the picture I always pushed it away. I thought I
had convinced myself that I liked girls and wanted to be with them,
although I've never really dated or even kissed a girl. I always figured
all that stuff would happen some time or another."

"After the other night, after doing what we did.. no that's not quite
true. It started with being naked with you, the swimming, the hot tub, then
the shower, all of that stuff felt comfortable to me. What we did together
was the final thing. I truly loved it D, you're touching me, and sucking on
me and stuff. When I went home and thought about I started to hate you for
it, for putting those feelings in my face, for making me feel like I did. I
was up most of that first night thinking about it and by morning I didn't
hate you. It's not your fault at all that I liked what we did, that what
you did to me made me feel so good.  I realized I've been not wanting to
see the truth all this time about who I really am. I guess they call that
denial."

"I think I might be gay. When I put all the stuff together I think I don't
want to be with girls, I want to be with a boy, a guy. That scares me D. It
scares me a lot. I don't know what's gonna happen when I go home. I don't
know if I'll be with another boy and I don't know what I'd do if guys
called me a fag. I do know that I like being with you. I like being naked
around you and I like it when you touch me. But that's about all I know."

He had kept his eyes down through most of that dialogue but looked at me
for the last part.  His speech needed no comment on my part, no agreeing or
disagreeing, no placating, no telling him he was okay, nor did it require
me thanking him for what he said. I merely nodded to him indicating that I
heard what he said then said to him,

"So, what do you want to do now?"

He smiled, teeth shining in the fading light. "First I want to swim laps,"
then he stopped. "No," he went on.  "First I want to take a shower with you
then I want to go to your bed. I want to do the things that you did to me
and I want to learn more things."

Well, whatever stuff he had gone through it sure seemed as though he had
worked through it, or at least made a huge dent in it. I stood up, grabbed
the pitcher along with my glass nodded my head for him to follow me and
ended up in my room where I set the pitcher and glass on one of the night
stands. Shaen placed his there as well. We were standing quite close and
turned toward each other.

"Why don't you let me sort of get things started and you can jump in where
ever and however you like.  How's that sound?" And he nodded his head.

I stepped closer, reached out and grasped the bottom hem of his t-shirt and
lifted it upward, Shaen helping by raising his arms, and pulled it over his
head. I rubbed my hands across his shoulder then down over his nipples,
stopping to tweak them both once or twice, slide my hands to his ribs and
continued down till I hit the elastic waistband of his workout shorts. I
slipped my hands underneath the fabric of both shorts and underwear from
behind and cupped the firm twin mounds of his butt and squeezed them
gently. Shaen's hands rested gently on my shoulders, our faces only inches
apart and our eyes locked.

I leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. It wasn't a lingering kiss
but it wasn't a quick peck either. When I back my head away his eyes were
closed, a peaceful look on his face. He opened them and said quietly,

"That was nice," and then he leaned forward and our lips met again only
this time for much longer and with some movement in them. I pushed the
clothing around his waist down in the back then brought my hands forward
and pulled both waistbands out and away from his body then lowered them
down under his balls. I let go and grasped onto his cock, hard as wood and
standing out away from his firm belly. Shaen sighed as I began stroking
him, our lips meeting and breaking away them meeting again in soft gently
kisses.

"Take your clothes off D, I want to see you and feel you against me," he
whispered. We broke away from each other and I proceeded to strip while he
finished removing his clothes the rest of the way. Once naked we moved back
together, each holding on to the other and rubbing, fondling,
touching. Shaen slipped a hand between us and sought out my cock, throbbing
with the intensity of the moment. He gripped onto me then squeezed me,
feeling the texture, the firmness and who know what else.

"It feels soft but warm and hard, almost rubbery." He continued to explore
my cock then my balls, hefting and gently fondling them then moving back to
my dick and resumed stroking and feeling. My own hands got busy doing the
same to him and it wasn't a long time before our breathing became more
rapid.

"What do you say we hit the shower and clean the sweat off before we
continue this."? Shaen just nodded his head. So, taking is hand, I let him
to the shower.  Once there, things progressed as one might expect. I washed
him from head to toe and since he was now of an open mind, he allowed me
access without guilt or shame. I massaged his shoulders, rubbed his back,
gently soaped and cleaned his heavy balls as well as his ramrod hard
cock. I massaged his firm butt cheeks and when I slid my soapy fingers
inside his crack, he actually stepped farther apart to allow me into his
most secret spot, moaning when I stayed longer than was needed to
accomplish the task.

I was equally careful when I rinsed him, making sure that his hole and the
area between it and his nuts were clear of any soapy residue. I planned on
having my mouth and tongue in most, if not all, of that area before the
night was out. When I was finished Shaen went about doing the same thing
that I had done to him. He did not hesitate a second to run his fingers up
inside to my asshole, fingering the muscle with soap. Before he had a
chance to rinse me off I told him to wait a moment, took the soap from him
and re sudsed his cock and lower abdomen. Once that was done I pulled him
to me and held him in place by grasping onto his butt and moving against
him, performing frottage. Because we were close to the same height our
cocks were side by side, pressed into both our bodies. Shaen got into the
rhythm of things and held onto my ass, slowly grinding his cock into me and
mine, slowly going through the humping motion.

Our faces were only inches apart as we did the dance, our eyes locked onto
each other. I very slowly inched my face toward his and I noticed Shaen
doing the same thing. He was ready for his first prolonged kiss and my
heart began beating even more rapidly. Our lips finally touched, a soft
meeting of flesh. Clearly the boy had no experience but he gave it his all,
moving his lips as I moved mine. I backed him against the shower wall,
pressing into him, massaging both our cocks with our bodies. Shaen's
breathing was coming faster and I knew that he would reach his peak very
quickly. I debated whether or not to make him cum in the shower or a little
later but he made the decision for me.

Breaking the kiss he moaned out, "I'm gonna cum soon D oh god I'm gonna
cum," his breath coming in ragged hunks. He wrapped his arms around my neck
and shoulders, his head tilted to one side and I pressed harder into
him. Shaen was squirming like mad against me, humping for all he could as I
pressed my lips into the soft crook of his neck and nuzzled him
there. Almost every boy I knew and myself included was sensitive there and
I had no reason to think that this boy was any different. I was right.

"Ooooohhhh fuck," he groaned into my ear. "Oh god oh fuck oh shit
ooohhhhhhhh," and we both picked up more speed and pressed even tighter
both of us cumming at the same time, sperm pouring out of both cocks and
mingling with the soap on our bodies. Shaen went weak in the knees and I
held him in place as his body was wracked with convulsions caused by his
sperming. I could understand that totally since I was in the same boat. If
you've never cum this way do try it, it's fucking awesome. It's fun in bed
and using lube too but more fun in the shower. Shaen's hands held my head
as he continued moaning and both of our bodies started slowing down and
finally came to a halt. We continued to hold each other, not saying
anything as we waited for our breathing to slow down.

I finally stepped away slightly, still holding him but allowing him some
wiggle room. He righted his head, opened his eyes and smiled hugely.

"Fuck that was the most intense cum I've ever had in my life," he said
quietly.  I smiled back and told him that it was incredible for me as well
and I meant it. It was fucking hot as all hell. He leaned forward and
kissed me then pulled back and said,

"I like that part too D. Kissing is way cool and I never thought kissing
another guy would feel good but it's like said, you can't tell when your
eyes are closed."

"Trudat" I thought to myself. I stepped away from him completely, squirted
some soap into my hands and began wiping myself down then added more to
Shaen since what soap was there was mingled with a ton of cum. We finished
up and climbed out, drying off between the bathroom and my bedroom and
helping each other by doing backs and of course, backsides.

"So, are you ready to do laps, have a bite to eat or do you wanna play some
more?" I was hungry and felt there was plenty of time for everything
else. Shaen was of the same mind.

"I'm sorta hungry. We have time to do the other stuff laters." Not
bothering to dress we wandered out into the kitchen and I pulled some twice
baked potatoes from the freezer and threw them in the microwave. I make em
myself and must say they are pretty much killer. Filled with the potato of
course as well as all the regular fixins for a baked potato, I add diced
onion and bell peppers; cooked Italian sausage, bacon bits and other
stuff. I use the huge spuds and freeze them in halves that, along with a
salad such as I went about making, is pretty filling. I wandered about the
kitchen doing my duties and every time I got within striking distance of
Shaen, I pecked him on the lips, patted his ass, gave his cock a squeeze,
anything to let him know he was important and I was glad to have him
there. He got into it by coming up behind me while I was dicing some things
for the salad and held me around the waist, talking to me while I worked.

Once the spuds were thawed and hot, I tossed em under the broiler to brown
em then we went out onto the lanai to eat in the then, dusky evening. We
made small talk as we worked their way through the meal, Shaen commenting
on how delicious the potatoes were.

We lounged around in the pool afterwards, swimming lazily too and fro,
sitting in the Jacuzzi a while then going back into the pool to cool down
before returning to the Jacuzzi. He made the mistake of standing up in
front of me on the last Jacuzzi trip and the sight of his boy meat hanging
in front of me was too much of a temptation. I slipped my hand underneath
the sausage shaft allowing it to rest in my hand while my other hand went
onto Shaen's tight butt cheek. I squeezed both, the first one coming to
life while the other just stayed in my grip. His cock hardened rapidly and
when it was about half-mast I took the head into my mouth and began suckin
him. Needless to say the young teen's boyhood pride and joy rose to the
occasion very quickly, as did his heart rate and breathing. I stroked,
groped and sucked all at the same time, my ministrations being accompanied
by moans and groans from the cute young teen.

"Let's go to your bed D," he finally said, pulling away from me gently. We
left the lanai, grabbing up our towels in the kitchen and drying off as we
made our way to the bedroom and were minimally dry as we lay on my
bed. Shaen was in his back and I went immediately between his legs and went
back to work, this time on the hefty balls between his thighs. I licked on
the bag, moving the orbs inside around with my tongue. I suckled one into
my mouth, I pulled gently on his sac with my teeth, I nosed his balls up
higher so I could lick the sensitive underside of them and along the seam
of flesh that ran from his balls to his asshole. Of course his legs were
too close together for me to get to it so I had to make do with stopping
where his crack began. I tried to push his legs back out of the way and
Shaen helped as much as he could without grabbing onto them and pulling
while I tried to lick even further down.

I finally stopped and told him to swing a leg over my head and roll
partially onto his belly, which he did, leaving me in a scissor hold
between them, his dusky crack right in my face, his balls hanging to the
bed below it. Oh fuck oh God I loved this sight of a boy so much I almost
creamed out just looking at it. I licked at the underside of his balls
again causing him to moan and squirm from the sensitivity. I licked up into
the crack and back down a few times before reaching up with my hands and
gently peeling the flesh open and revealing his core for the first
time. The tight brown muscle seemed to be constricting gently, the feelings
tearing through Shaen's body causing it do so. I slipped my tongue inside,
flicking at the wrinkled muscle three or four times before cramming it in
and thoroughly licking the entire area.

"Oooohhhhh," Shaen moaned, pushing his ass into my face as if to help my
tongue crawl up inside of his body, one hand reached behind him alternately
holding my head and rubbing it. I held the firm orbs as far open as I could
to enhance the feeling for the boy and worked as hard as I ever had,
rimming him as though it would my last.

"Fuck oh god D," he said in a low guttural voice, "make me cum D fuck make
me cum." I moved out from underneath him encouraging him to roll over as I
moved. I rose above him them planted my lips onto his in a bruising, tongue
battling kiss while my hand moved into my headboard to retrieve a bottle of
lube, which was hampered by Shaen's hands all over my back and
shoulders. The kid was hot and I probably could have fucked him right then
but I wanted to make that his choice. With our lips still mashed together I
managed to maneuver my hands above his head and lube up the middle finger
of one hand the moved said hand down between his legs. Using the back of
it, I nudged his fat sperm laden balls up out of the way and my fingers
worked at opening his butt up. Shaen seemed to know what I was doing and
helped by spreading his legs almost as wide as they'd go. My middle finger
touched his muscle and I slipped it inside of him, slowly and gently moving
in until my knuckles touched his flesh. We were still kissing, breath
roaring in and out of our noses like race horses while our tongues worked
at trading places, grunts groans and moans emanating from Shaen's
throat. Well, mine too!

I slipped my finger out of him then went back inside and soon had a rhythm
going. I broke the kiss, moved to a nipple and suckled him as I finger
fucked him, his hands rubbing and holding me head, moans becoming louder as
I worked to bring him to a fevered pitch. I felt that he would be getting
to a point of climax soon so, keeping my finger inside of him, I raised
myself up and managed to get down between his legs and told him to dump
some lube on his cock. He turned his head, found the bottle and managed to
get the fat swollen head of his big cock lubed up and before he could put
the bottle down I grasped onto his flesh and twisted my hand around on it.

"AAAAAUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH," he almost yelled. I smiled at him as I began to
fuck his tight ass with my finger, locating his prostate and massaging it
while my other hand did the same on his cock. His eyes were barely open,
his breath becoming equally ragged and then he popped. His thick cock
thickened in my hand, his prostate hardened like a walnut and I stroked him
hard as I rubbed his gland and he came with a thunderous roar, his voice
almost growling as jet after jet of thick white cum shot left the inside of
his body to land on the outside of it, the first shot hitting his neck and
the rest of them going all over the fucking place.

My finger slowed to a stop inside of his ass, the hand slowed to a milking
stroke, coaxing every drop of sperm from his sausage as Shaen relaxed back
onto the bed, his eyes remaining closed but his belly tensing and relaxing
as he continued to breathe hard. I finally removed my finger, let go of his
cock and leaned forward to scoop his sperm from his torso, slimed it all
over the head of my cock and rapidly jacked off. I was hot as all hell. I
love making a boy hot and making him cum, it's incredibly stimulating for
me and my throbbing hard cock was testimony to that. Shaen opened his eyes,
saw what I was doing and said,

"Straddle my waist D, let me jack you." I did as he asked as he cleaned up
more of his cum and once I was in place grasped my thick shaft with one
hand and placed his other hand over the swollen dripping head. He jacked on
my cock, my balls dragging back and forth across his belly. I could feel
his cock between my legs, the crack of my ass resting against the firm
flesh and since it was still fairly stiff I considered briefly having him
fuck me right then and there. However, it didn't take long to get me off,
the action on the head of my cock being very sensitive and bringing me to
climax fairly quickly.

"Oh fuck there it is Shaen, I'm there, move off the head and stroke me
harder," I panted. He did as I asked and seconds later my cock spewed forth
warm white cum in long ropey strands onto his chest. I collapsed forward,
my hands landing along side his head and keeping me off of him and I
lowered my head to kiss him firmly. He continued to stroke my cock as he
kissed me back, moans continuing to come from his throat.

I finally broke from him and rolled over to lie beside him, he rolling to
face me, a soft and easy smile spreading on his face.

"You sure do know a lot about making good feelings D," he said softly. "No
sooner do you do something that is so hot that I feel like I'm gonna die
and you turn around and do something else. I can't believe my ass is so
sensitive to being licked like that and when you put your finger in there
and fucked me with it I was so surprised. I can't imagine what having your
cock in there would be like."  I told him that all the things I did were
pretty normal things for gay guys and that there was even more than
that. We'd only touched the surface. I went on to explain that having a
cock up inside your ass was something else and took a little time to get
used to, especially if the cock was as big as his or mine was. He smiled at
the praise. I leaned over and kissed him again then suggested another
shower to which he agreed wholeheartedly.

CHAPTER II

In the shower we gently washed each other, hands moving slowly and
sometimes lingering here or there, our faces taking time to come together
in easy kisses. His cock hadn't lost too much of it's firmness smacking
against my leg or my belly or my own half hard dick as we moved about the
shower. We finished without too much play, dried off and wandered back into
the bedroom and sat side by side on the bed each with a tall glass of
raspberry iced tea. Sex definitely makes me thirsty.

"Is it sexy, or fun, or whatever when you put your tongue in my butt D?"
Shaen asked. I explained that the area in question was very sensitive, as
he had discovered but that it was a great turn on also, at least for me,
and many of the guys I had been with, young and old alike. He pondered that
a moment, as usually did new things then said,

"Well you been doin all this stuff to me so I think it's my turn to do some
of those things to you D, besides I been thinking I want to see how it is
to do em." He set his empty glass back on the nightstand, took mine from my
hand and placed it next to his then turned and placed a hand on my chest
and pushed me gently backwards. I allowed myself to fall back, my legs
draped over the edge of the bed, my feet still on the floor.  Shaen moved
to his knees between my legs and pushed them apart, opening me up. He put
his face right in close to my balls and licked at them, moving the bag
about with his tongue. He leaned forward and licked up the underside of my
cock until he reached the sensitive glans and licked it as well then moved
back down.

He stayed there for a good three minutes or so, licking, fondling, and
touching then stood up and grabbed onto both my legs and moved toward the
bed. I got the idea and helped, eventually placing myself prone.  Shaen lay
down next to my, his face looking directly at my cock. He allowed his
tongue to slip out and take a swipe at the tip, cleaning off the precum
that was leaking there. He moved in closer and, hand on the shaft and
holding it up a little bit, he placed his mouth over the head and closed
down.

"Teeth Shaen, cover your teeth with your lips." He did as I asked and began
slowly sucking on the head, his tongue sort searching around the tip. He
lowered his head a little bit trying to take some of the shaft into his
mouth but had to back off fairly quickly. After all, I'm pretty big and
he's equally inexperienced. It didn't take away the pleasure from the
however. He was a hot looking young teen with a hot body and knowing that
he was giving me the first blowjob in his life was pretty hot for me. He
gently stroked my cock as he sucked; bobbing up and down on the shaft but
being inexperienced he stopped after a couple minutes.

"Oh man," he said, "my mouth gets sore doing that, doesn't it do that to
you too?" I told him it took practice but in the future he could try moving
up and down just on the head and if given the chance I'd show him what I
meant later. He smiled then said that a sore mouth didn't prevent him from
licking and went on to treat my cock like a lollipop, licking the glans and
the underside of the shaft with as much enthusiasm as four year old with an
ice cream cone.

He moved down to my balls, giving them the same treatment as my cock and I
spread my legs to allow him to go as far down as he could, which he did. It
became clear that his eventual goal was to rim me so he had moved onto his
knees, turning his ass toward me slightly, his nuts hanging between his
legs and swaying gently as he moved. I reached out and trailed my fingers
up and down his ass crack and onto the underside of his balls, causing
moans and squirming as his head moved even further down, his tongue prying
into the beginning of my own crack.

"Roll over D," he commanded and I swung my leg up and over as he had done
before putting him in a scissor position between my legs. We were then in
the classic sixty nine although his lower body was too far away for me to
get my mouth onto, which didn't stop my hands from groping and stroking,
which they did. I felt him open me up and spread my cheeks, exposing my
core to his view, the entire area devoid of any hair and smooth as
baby. There was a time lag and I knew that he was looking and sniffing
about, trying to decide, or working up the nerve to take that step. Let's
face it, society has given the asshole a pretty bad rep but in the gay
community the exact opposite is true. It just takes the giving and
receiving to change one's mind but that first step is the most difficult.

I almost jumped when his tongue hit my flesh, as much surprised as feeling
so good. He took another tentative swipe directly on the muscle, and then
another and in no time he was hooked on the giving, his tongue moving all
over the hole and down onto the underside of my balls, not in tentative
swipes but full on licks with pressure. Of course, the moans of pleasure
coming from his throat as worked were another give- away as to how he liked
what he was doing.  I felt the same way.

"God Shaen that feels good," I whispered as I rubbed the back of his head,
then played with his cock and balls. And feel good it did. I love both
sides of the rimming process and having this boy doing it to me enhanced
the feelings all the more. I was getting to the point of pitched excitement
and, reaching for the lube bottle, handed it to Shaen and told him to put a
finger inside of me. He did as I asked and a moment later I felt his finger
slip up inside of me, causing a quick inhalation of breath. He readjusted
his body so that he could still lick at my balls as he gently moved his
finger in and out of my asshole bringing my heat level up and farther.

"Try add another finger," I whispered and felt the one finger slip out of
my ass to be replaced by two, stretching my hole open farther. This lasted
about a minute.

"Stop Shaen. Put your cock in me." He removed his finger and rolled over,
as did I. He lubed his thick cock from head to pubic hair and I rolled to
my back and pulled my legs back, holding them in place. He moved between my
legs and positioned his cock head at my hole and pushed gently until the
head slipped past my muscle.

"Keep going Shaen it's okay," I said quietly and he proceeded to push
slowly inside of me, his fat teen cock filling me up. He watched intently
as inch after inch of his flesh disappeared inside of me, until his pubic
hair was touching my skin. I had all of him, all seven or so inches of
virgin boy cock stuffed up inside of my body and I loved every inch of
it. I told him to place his hands at the back of legs and push them open
for him, which he did. It freed my hands to feel his nipples, his firm hard
belly or to reach under me and feel his cock at the door of my asshole.

"Okay baby boy, fuck me," I said, looking up into his beautiful eyes. Shaen
slipped out slowly then move back inside and thus began the process of
losing his virginity, the thought not lost on me at all as our eyes looked
at each other and we consummated our short relationship.

"Lube up my cock Shaen." He did as I asked then I told him to grab onto it
and just fuck me, that the action of his fucking would also jack me off. I
maneuvered my feet into the front of his shoulders at the armpit, which
also rolled me farther back and give him more penetration.

"I can't hold out much longer D," he panted. "Oh fuck." Well I couldn't
either despite my experience and the fact that I'd already cum twice, I
thought.

"Fuck me Shaen, fuck me hard," I panted and fucked me he did, ramming that
fat cock into me, his balls all but hammering my ass. I could feel him
bottom out inside me, the thick sausage stretching my hole, the shaft
grazing past my prostate with each thrust. He carried on at least another
half minute before he finally burst.

"OOOoohhhhhhhhh God," he moaned out, his hand leaving my cock and returning
to my legs as much to brace himself as to open me further. I grabbed my
dick and stroked, bringing me to orgasm while Shaen, with eyes close,
pumped a fresh batch of boy cream into my convulsing body. My orgasm
created a pulsing of my asshole which in turn intensified the feelings for
Shaen and he bellowed out another groan followed by a series of "oh
fuck's."  A second orgasm, albeit dry, I was sure.

He finally slowed to a stop, his belly convulsing, causing his cock to
squeeze out a little more liquid as it twitched inside of me. My own cock
had slowed to a leak, nothing but droplets coming out as I nursed it.  both
of us were breathing rapidly, bellies all a spasm as the wave of pleasure
cascaded away leaving the satiated afterglow. Shaen finally opened his
eyes, if you could call those slits actually open. He smiled at me and I
reached my arms out for him. He lowered my legs to the bed and slowly
lowered his upper body onto mine my sperm smearing between our torso's and
brought his head to mine. Fortunately Shaen was hung well enough that when
he lay on top of me his cock stayed embedded in my ass, a situation for
which I was very grateful. I liked having a cock still inside of me and a
body resting on me after I came. Can't explain that, it just is. I held his
head and kissed him, a good solid kiss but not quite like those in full
lust" kisses.  After breaking it I ran my hands across his shoulders and
down his back, feeling his muscles under the soft skin.

"So baby boy, how was that?"

"Fuck D," he said, his face slitting into a shit-eating grin, "that was
awesome. It was everything I could have hoped for and maybe even more. I
think I actually came twice. When you came your hole kept flexing on my
cock and drove me wild and felt the cum feelings again. Has that ever
happened to you?"

"Oh yeah, many times. It's a double orgasm and although you don't make more
cum the feelings are there.  It's incredible isn't it? So what did you
think about rimming?" I asked him, our faces still only inches apart and
our eyes all but locked onto each other. He went on to tell me that it was
great and I was right, doing it was pretty hot and sexy too even though he
would never imagined that something like that could be.

"So, was it fun for you too D," he asked then went on, "Am I too heavy for
you D? I like being here and staying inside of you but I can move."

"Oh yeah Shaen it was terrific, I mean that. I wish you lived here cause I
could see having just you for a lover and No baby you're not to heavy," I
murmured kissing him, "I like having your cock inside of me and your weight
on me. It feels great." We lay like that another three minutes or so and I
felt his cock finally soften then squish out of me, causing a quick intake
of breath from me. I always hate that, when a cock first goes out of me,
leaving me feeling empty.

"Aawwwww," Shaen said with a mock frown that changed into a smile. "Shower
my sweet lover man?" I rolled him onto his back, reversing the roles,
kissed him hard on the lips then rolled off, tugging him along behind
me. Fortunately we didn't play in the shower and his delicious teenage cock
stayed soft, although I thought I saw it twitch just a little. Even teenage
boys had a limit I thought as I washed his genitals taking good tender
care. It had gotten fairly late, going on midnight and since Shaen had not
made arrangements with his auntie to spend the night, we got him showered,
dried and dressed. At the front door, we kissed and held each other before
he slipped away, thanking me profusely before he left and promising to see
me in the morning for our workout. Considering the lateness of the house I
told him to come at eight and give me chance to sleep in.

I slept like a baby and why not. I'd spent most of the evening in bed with
a very sexy boy who responded as well as anyone I had ever been with. He
was cute, had a terrific body for a boy his age, was hung very nicely and
he was a nice kid with a sweet disposition. I could see myself being
involved with him for a long time but we both knew that probably wasn't
going to happen given that we lived on different islands and neither in a
position to move, at least I wasn't.

I was up at seven fifty the next morning and managed to down a cup of
coffee before I heard the knock on the front door. I was dressed in boxers,
just in case and opened the door to find that I needn't have been concerned
as Shaen was standing there, big grin on his face.

"Morning sunshine," I said and stepped aside for him to enter which he
did. I closed the door behind him and turned only to find him right there,
almost in my face. He leaned to me and planted a big wet sloppy on me then
stepped back and said,

"Morning to you D." I asked him if he wanted a glass of juice or something
and he nodded his head yes. I got him a large glass of OJ and as I handed
it to him I noticed that he wasn't really dressed for working out. He
noticed my glance and said,

"Ya I know, I forgot that I have a family thing I have to do today so I
can't work out with you this morning.  I'm supposed to be back by tonight
so I'll come over as soon as I can."

"Okay, I understand Shaen, life goes on no matter what plan we might have."

"Trudat," he said with a smile and moved in close to me. "But I have a few
minutes before my auntie leaves." He began feeling the front of my boxers,
finding my cock right off, although that isn't so difficult.  He kissed me
as he groped and my flesh responded immediately. He stopped kissing me, got
to his knees, and pulled my boxer down to the floor, my almost fully hard
cock bounding out like a puppy to greet him.  Shaen gripped the shaft and
pulled it to him, taking the head into his mouth while his other hand
fondled my balls. I leaned back against the counter while he suckled me
then, seeming to take what I had said the night before to heart, he bobbed
his head just on my cock head, his saliva creating plenty of slipperiness
and enhancing the feelings. Fuck it was hot but I knew that it would take
forever for him to make me cum and I told him so.

"Well maybe you could jack it while I suck D," he suggested. That might
work I thought so I began stroking my flesh, running my other hand through
his hair and helping to bring my self to the edge. I was a little
amazed. It seemed that the boy was intent in drinking my sperm, a thought
that turned me on even more. I grasped the base of my shaft and began
stroking while Shaen massaged the head with his lips. The feelings became
intense, it was hard to stand up. As the end got near I whispered to him,

"Pull on my balls Shaen, squeeze my balls a little more." He did as I
asked, tugging and squeezing perfectly, the balance between pain and
pleasure exquisitely fine.

"Oh god Shaen, here it goes, Oh god, oh fuck hold on," and I came, in great
gushing squirts, my balls giving up jet after jet of warm sperm that Shaen
did his best to swallow. He had stopped moving and was concentrating on
getting the slippery goo down his throat as I continued to jack, attempting
to get every drop my nuts had to offer and it felt like a lot. The hose
finally stopped, I stopped, Shaen took his mouth from the head of my dick
and stood up, a big smile spreading across his smooth clear face.

"I did it, I drank every drop," he said proudly then planted a kiss on me,
tongue inside my mouth battling with my own. I reached down and felt the
front of his shorts, his young cock hard as marble and dying to be set
free, his fat balls needing a good draining. But he backed away.

"I don't have time, I gotta get going, auntie will be knocking on the door
if I don't and you don't want her to see you like that," he said, grasping
my deflating cock as he said it. He stepped away, drained his glass of OJ
and headed for the door and just before opening it turned and melted into
my arms and kissed me again, and breaking away, our face still only inches
from each other said,

"I want you to be my first D, I want you to fuck me. Tonight, when I get
back." He kissed me again, opened the door and was off, leaving me with a
ten pound smile and a cock that was starting to get hard again in
anticipation of slipping inside the adorably cute young teen.