Date: Wed, 23 Jun 2004 09:37:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Player VI

He was really frickin cute. Maybe thirteen, about five foot four and a very
slim hundred ten pounds, his Asian skin tone was a light brown or tan. I've
never understood why some people call Asian's yellow. But anyhow, his hair
was pitch black and short, getting gradually longer on top toward the
bangs. In the style of the day the top was shiny with gel, flat and combed
forward, the bangs sticking out over his average sized forehead. His dark
iris's were a contrast to the very white part, typically almond shaped, and
framed by brows long lashes that matched his ebony hair color. His young
face wasn't flat like so many Asians, but had plenty of definition. His
high cheekbones highlighted a perfectly clear and smooth complexion and his
ramrod straight sparkling white teeth offset smaller lips. His upper lip
looked like it wanted to sprout some hairs, that yearned for first outward
sign of a maturing young male, indicating that perhaps it had already
started in his more secret place. When he smiled, his whole face smiled and
I loved to make him smile.

Trey worked in a small family owned Chinese eatery close to my home, the
proximity, price, and quality all combining to influence my decision to eat
there frequently. I'd be a total liar if I said that the adorable young boy
wasn't a consideration for my continued patronage. For the year of so that
I'd been eating there Trey was frequently there too seating customers,
taking orders, busing tables, or just cleaning up. If he wasn't busy he'd
sit and chat but if he was, the boy always found time to banter. About the
third or fourth time he waited on me I noticed that the zipper on his
slacks was about half way down, the white cotton of his underwear a rather
brilliant contrast the to black Dockers's. There was no one else in the
place but us so with a conspiratorial gesture I got him to lean in close to
me and nodding toward the opening I said softly,

"Does little brother wish to meet me?" The boy looked down, then back at me
as said just as softly,

"Not today I think, he is shy." He smiled while he zipped up and thanked me
for saving him from embarrassment should someone other than myself have
discovered it. From that day onward, our banter became a regular
thing. Most of the time it was simple joking and playing around but other
times, if no one was in the place or not close to my usual booth, it was
sexual. From time to time his zipper was half open and on more one occasion
it was fully unzipped. I wondered briefly about that and my comments at
those times ranged from his having problems with his pants to other more
blatant comments. It was when I noticed the zipper opened one day as he
approached my table that I came to the realization that the boy was playing
with me. When I had first come through the door I noticed that the zipper
was fully closed, having gotten into the habit of glancing without really
looking. He had gone behind the counter to get water and a menu then when
he came to set it on my table the zipper was open and again, the bright
white of his under garment a contrast to his usual black slacks. Unless the
little mechanical device was quite worn, it would appear that young Trey
was trying to initiate another conversation. We had established the
conspiratorial tone early in our relationship and so it was in that vein,
after signaling him closer, I said,

"It seems that little brother may be eager to introduce himself." His
beautiful dark eyes twinkled, his face became the mask of a sage man in
serious contemplation as he said,

"Perhaps that time draws near." He zipped up and we went about with our
usual banter, my meal, and his general chatter.  The next time that
happened he was standing at my booth, both hands occupied holding a serving
platter filled with used dishes. When I brought his attention to the fact
that he was open, he looked down, looked at the tray then turned sideway so
that no one else could see what was happening and boldly asked if I could
help him out. With our eyes locked, I grasped the zipper as well as the
crotch of his pants and held the latter firmly while I closed his fly for
him then gently patted the area saying,

"There you go. Anytime you need help with that, you just let me know." The
boy didn't skip a beat and replied ,

"You will be the first person I'll call," and he walked off, looking back
over his shoulder and rewarding me with yet another of his wonderful
smiles.

About a month after that I was home drinking coffee and reading on a
Saturday morning when I heard the sounds of the yard maintenance
people. Like many people I hired out the yard work because in Hawaii there
are plenty of people to do it. Coupled with the fact that I don't have much
time and even less inclination to perform those tasks it was worth the
couple of hundred bucks a month it cost to have it done. Generally the
service is done during the week because I prefer my weekends to myself but
they'd called asking if they could do it on Saturday this time. I paid
little attention to the noise, being at an exciting place in my book.
About an hour and a half later there was a knock on my front door and I
opened to find an elderly Filipino looking man standing there.

"I need go start 'nother yard, leave grandson to clean up clippings," he
said in heavily accented English. "I come back later, yes?" I nodded my
head and we parted company. I went back to reading and caught a flicker of
motion from the corner of my eye in the back yard and turned my head to see
the back of a young boy. He was topless, his bronzed young shoulder muscles
flexing as he worked a rake and his rather baggy pants revealed the
waistband and a good inch of the white cloth of underwear. I watched the
adolescent body with admiration, for there is nothing quite like it in my
humble opinion. You can imagine my shock when the boy turned toward me and
I discovered that my yard boy was Trey.

He hadn't seen me so I continued to watch and admire the parts of his young
body that I'd not seen before.  He was in fact, a slender boy, his chest
minimally defined with small areola's and nipples. While he seemed to still
have some of his baby fat, his belly was flat and taut and I could easily
see the beginning of the classic V shape that sloped into his underwear and
would end at his boyhood pride and joy. Fuck did I want to see that
ending. I headed to the French doors and walked through it onto my lanai
and when Trey saw me his eyes opened wide, accompanied by his
mouth. Clearly he was as surprised to see me as I was to see him.
Surprised and glad.

"What a pleasant surprise Trey," I said to him. "Given up the restaurant
for the great outdoors?" He smiled again and said no, that he often worked
with his grandfather doing yards, that he actually been to my house before
but of course I hadn't been home. So, perhaps having Filipino genes helped
explain the boy being so damned cute.

"I had no idea this was your place D," he said. I nodded then asked,

"So your grandfather is Filipino so how much are you?" He said it was a
little complicated what with interracial marriages but that he thought he
might be one third. I nodded my head and smiled.

"Are you thirsty Trey, would you like some water or a soda perhaps? He
rewarded me once again with a huge smile and a nod so I asked if a coke
would be okay and when he nodded again I told him I'd be right back. I was
almost to the door when I heard a whump sound and Trey cry out. I turned to
see him on the ground and rolling away from a low lava rock garden border.

I ran over to him as he pressed his hand just below his right hip, his
teeth gritted in pain. "What happened Trey?"

"I don't know, I slipped or tripped or something and fell sideways onto the
rocks. Oh man it hurts like heck," he said, the pain audible in his voice.

"Come, let's see if you can stand up okay?" He nodded his head and got into
a sitting position so I went behind him and lifted from under his armpits,
noting the absence of hair as I did so. Once on his feet he made a
tentative hobbling step so I placed my hand around his waist while he threw
and arm up around my neck and we headed toward the house where I guided him
to the sofa and had him sit.

"You know we should probably take your jeans off and look at Trey, and see
what we need to do." He nodded his head so I asked if he'd feel better
laying down, to which he nodded his head again. I coaxed him to his feet
and got him to my bedroom and lying on my bed.

"Can you manage or do you need help?"

"Can you help please D," he asked. Under any other circumstances my heart
would be hammering in my chest in anticipation of undressing the cute young
teen but not that day. I was seriously concerned about his leg, knowing how
much damage lava rock can cause. Trey unbuttoned and unzipped his pants,
saying with a forced grin,

"This is a switch, usually we're working to get the damn thing up." I
chuckled, a little surprised at both his levity and his small curse. He
lifted his hips off the bed with a grimace while I tugged from the sides
and pulled the jeans down to his knees. While my eyes headed for the spot
on his thigh where he fell, then grazed over the white cotton briefs,
bright in contrast to his darker skin, the small bulge between his smooth
thighs promising wonderful young teenage fruits.

I looked at the reddening spot on his thigh and touched it gingerly causing
Trey to wince.

"We should put an ice pack on it right away Trey, that'll help keep the
swelling down."

"Okay D, if you say so. I stood up and went into the bathroom and when I
returned he'd kicked his jeans all the way off and was lying, legs spread
about half way open on my bed. God how inviting could it get. I sat next to
him and cracked the cold pack mixing the chemicals and starting the
process. I held a wash cloth on his thigh, letting it drape over the
injured area and with my other hand held the ice pack to it.

"Let me know when you start feeling the cold Trey," I asked, smiling at
him.

"I will D," he said then added with a batting of his long dark lashes,
"your hand feels warm on my leg and that feels good to. It takes my mind
away from my thigh.

I smiled back as him and squeezed gently on his soft inner thigh, letting
him know that I enjoyed my hand being there. "You've got a pretty nice body
you know Trey, how old are you anyway?"

"I just turned thirteen about a month ago. Thank you for telling me you
like my body. I always thought I was too skinny, ya know. And I'm not tall
enough and my." he trailed off then perked up, "I bet you got a great body
don't you D?" I thought I recognized an evasion there and wanted to explore
it because I was sure what he wanted to say, that his dick wasn't big
enough or he didn't have any hair or something along those lines.

"What were you going to say Trey?" I asked softly. "You said, and my, then
stopped." I swear the boy blushed.

"Well," he said quietly, "My thing, you know, my dick I wish was bigger and
stuff." He nodded toward the object in question, or the area, as he said
it. I smiled at him and squeezed his thigh again, then actually rubbed up
and down a little bit, my finger tips grazing the bulge white fabric.

"Well, your wish is what every boy and most men wish Trey but from what I
can see, it looks fine to Me."  The boy smiled at the praise.

"I bet yours is huge isn't it?" I smiled but didn't say anything but kept
rubbing gently on his thigh and touching his balls about every second time
up the boy's smooth leg. His skin was soft and silky and I felt my cock
begin to thicken in response to the situation.

"D," Trey said softly. I looked at his face and he said, "I think little
brother is ready to meet you." He nodded toward his underwear again and I
could see that the front was bulged out much more than before, his cock
outlined beneath the fabric.

"Should I introduce myself to little brother then Trey?" I asked quietly
and he nodded his head. I reached out and placed my hand on top of his
cock.

"No," he said, his voice very low and a little husky, "In person. He wants
to meet you in person."

I took the hand towel and ice pack away from his thigh and placed them on
the night stand then moved up a little farther on the bed.

"Are you sure, Trey?" He nodded his head and said yes in a barely audible
voice. I placed both hands on the waistband of his briefs and as I started
to pull them down, the cute young boy lifted his hips to help. I lifted the
waistband in order to clear his cock and pulled them to his knees,
revealing his proud young boyhood for the first time. Needless to say the
boy was as rock hard as any young teenage had ever been, his brown-ish four
and half inch shaft raised slightly from his taut flat pubic bone. The
shaft was sort of chubby, the prospect of it growing bigger evident, and he
was cut, the slightly pink head a perfect darth Vader helmet shape as far
as I could tell. His balls were totally smooth, the wrinkled bag still
somewhat tight to his body.  He had started sprouting hairs, so few of them
that I could have counted them if I'd had the inclination. I did.  There
were eleven of them, mostly straight, the longest no more than an inch or
so long. The boy was beautiful, everything in the right places and amounts
and totally naked made me die to touch every part of him.

I grasped onto his cock and squeezed it firmly, "Hello little brother." I
said it sincerely and with respect, not wanting to diminish the moment for
the boy. I moved south and squeezed more gently on his young sperm makers,
allowing a finger to tickle underneath the bag.  He giggled at that then
said,

"Can I see yours too D?" I nodded my head and stood next to the bed, Trey
watching intently as I peeled off my shirt, dropped my board shorts then
slowly lowered my boxer briefs, my own rock hard cock all most leaping out
to join the fray. Trey's eyes went wide open at the sight of me, all seven
plus inches of cock and fat balls waiting for him to touch. Which he seemed
inclined to do. He slid to the side of the bed, what pain he had felt in
his hip now placed on the back burner, and reached out to me grasping onto
the shaft.

"Gosh your thing is so huge I can't believe it," he said in a voice filled
with awe. I let him fondle me for a moment then pulled gently way and
walked to the other side of the bed, while he pulled his briefs all the way
off, and laid down next to him. I put my hand on his belly and rubbed up to
his little nipples then down to his pubic bone and then his cock, latching
onto and slowly stroking it.

"Your cock is beautiful Trey. I can tell that it'll get even bigger as you
get older." The boy almost purred at the praise and the feelings ripping
through his teenage body. "Has anyone ever done this for you," I asked
softly. He shook his head in the negative as I continued to jack him
off. Needless to say the cute young thing was ready to cum almost
immediately and, needless to say, I was all for that.

"Do you want me to make you cum?" He nodded his head and said yes, the word
barely above a whisper.  I held his hard chubby cock so that my thumb
grazed along the underside of the head as I jacked him, intensifying the
all new feelings that raged through him.

"Oh, oh," was all he got out of his mouth before his rampant little member
thickened in my hand and two drops of semi watery liquid flew out of the
slit and landed on his belly, his whole body tense with his sperming. I
continued to stroke him, trying to coax more juice from the boy but the
show was over. In time that would change of course but for now, well, that
was it. He relaxed back into the sheets, his slender chest panting, his
eyes closed. I finally let go of him and reached for a cloth that I keep in
the night sand for just such occurrences. He opened his eyes and smiled as
I wiped his sperm from his lower abdomen.

"Gosh that was intense D. I never felt like that before, that was
incredible."

"I'm glad you liked it Trey. There's lots more things that feel just as
good and better and as you get older you'll discover them."

"You mean like sucking and stuff?" I nodded my head and told him that was
part of it. "Will you help me discover some of them D? I'd like that if you
did cause you're so awesome and cool and stuff. Besides, you already
started it," he said nodding toward his still hard boy cock. "No reason to
change cooks in the middle of a stew." I laughed at that and ran my hand
over his smooth body.

"If you'd like Trey, we can try some other things."

"Right now?" he asked.

"I guess that depends on when your grandfather is coming back trey."

"Probably an hour or so. That gives us time to do something doesn't it D?"
I nodded my head as I looked his body over then leaned down and licked at
the underside of his cock head causing him to gasp. I held the stiff pole
upright and licked all over the silky head before taking it into my mouth
and closing my lips over it, causing still another gasp. I bobbed my head
up and down, taking all four plus inches of him into my mouth three or four
times before taking it out. I put my lips to his pubic bone and drew in the
smell of him, the sweet yet pungent odor of healthy young teenage boy. I
nuzzled my lips over his sparse pubic hairs, kissed and nibbled on the skin
while a hand fondled his sac and the tender nuggets inside. Trey's cock was
poking me in the cheek so I just turned my head and gobbled it back up
again, swallowing the entire thing then suckling just the head, moving my
mouth and lips back and forth over the sensitive rim of the satin soft
flesh a half dozen times.

I finally took it from my mouth and moved down between his legs and went to
work on the soft smooth bag of young teen balls, licking the sac, moving it
all around with my tongue. I nudged the eggs out of the way with my face
and licked up and down in the crease of his inner thigh causing him to buck
his hips from the ticklish feelings that were roaring through him. I held
the bag up out of the way and licked at the sensitive underside and down
along the seam of flesh that separates the scrotum and runs all the way
down to the asshole. I didn't go quite that far of course as I didn't know
clean the boy was but by that time he was already moaning and groaning and
I knew that it was time to make him sperm again.

I moved back along side of him and returned to his throbbing little cock,
licking the small amount of clear precum from its tip then taking the
entire head and shaft into my mouth. I fondled his nuts while I sucked him,
paying a great deal of attention the to the head and it's sensitive rim. It
didn't take long before he cried out and I felt the satiny shaft thicken in
my mouth. His whole body went rigid as he thrust his hips upward in an
attempt to push every inch of his cock into the warm receptacle of my mouth
and I was rewarded with his seed, two more drops of viscous liquid, fresh
nectar from his young balls.

I let go of his flesh, knowing how ultra sensitive it would be, they lay
along side of him as his breathing slowly returned to normal. He finally
rolled on his side to face me then kept on moving until he was into my
arms, his face pressed against my chest, his still hard cock touching my
own equally erect flesh.

"That was so great D," he mumbled into me, his hand gripping me slightly
for emphasis. Then he pulled away and kissed me, a quick peck on the lips
that I was totally not prepared for. I smiled at him saying,

"I'm glad you liked it Trey, I enjoyed doing it for you." He slowly moved
his lips to mine again, only this time he kept them there, moving the soft
flesh against mine in his attempt to kiss. I helped him out, moving my own
lips, encouraging him to do the same, which he did.

"I want to do more with you D. Can I come back over when I don't have to
work or something? Will you show me how to be a sexy boy." I smiled, gave
his tight little butt a gentle squeeze and told him he was already a sexy
boy but yes, he was welcome to come over and I would be more than happy to
teach him as much stuff as he wanted to learn.

That said, he got off the bed and retrieved his briefs, pulling them up
over his slender hips and rearranging his cock before pulling his jeans on.

"How's your leg?" I asked. He smiled and said that it was gonna be okay.

"Probly wasn't as bad as I made out in the beginning," he admitted. I got
dressed and we both went out into the back yard to finish the job so that
his grandfather wouldn't be angry with him or curious about why the job
didn't get done. I had a plan that entailed Trey to be responsible for my
yard work thinking that the fringe benefits would be enormous, for both of
us.  When the older man arrived to check out the job and get paid, I told
him that Trey did a very good job, I was very happy and would like for the
boy to continue to do the work. As it turned out he was more than amenable
to the situation as he had a great deal of work during the week. Having
Trey take full charge of my yard would free him up considerably for other
jobs. And so it was set that the cute young thing would be at my home
fourth Saturday of every month at eight in the morning.  And of course I'd
see him at the restaurant as well, an occurrence I could foresee becoming
more frequent.

After Trey left with his grandfather I decided to head out to Sandy's to
catch some sun and maybe some waves, although I wasn't all that certain
that I'd see any of the latter. There's almost always at least some wave at
the popular south side beach, but let's face, one to two's weren't going to
make it happen for me. I decided to take the bike out figuring that at the
very least I'd get a decent ride out of the deal. I tossed a towel and
water into my back pack, fired the monster bike up and headed out, the sun
high and the day clear, making the ride well worth the effort even if the
waves turned out to be shitty.  Which is exactly what happened. It wasn't
real flat but it wasn't worth getting in the water for.

"Hey D," a voice said behind me. I'd dropped the stand on the bike but
hadn't gotten off so turned my head around to see Jay, the blonde Adonis
from the first and seconds parts of this story, standing with three of his
young friends. I hadn't seen the adorably cute young teen since our first
meeting three months before. He hadn't changed, was still the same mop
headed blonde boy with startling blue eyes that he was that last time I had
seen him.

"Wassup?" I asked him, smiling in pleasure at seeing him. He extended his
hand as he approached me and once clasped leaned into my shoulder for the
typical island boy hug.

"Pretty shitty water eh?" he stated rather than asked and I agreed with
him. "So. what are ya gonna do?" he asked.

"Aahh you know, go back home." Despite having made Trey cum a couple of
times that morning I was still un-spermed and was all for spending some
quality time with Jay. We'd had a great time together before and I saw no
reason not to try it again.  The cute young thing didn't miss a beat.

"Want some company?"  I nodded my head.

"Sure." Jay turned to one of his buddies and handed over his body board
with instructions to take it home.  The kid nodded his head and took it
without comment, a testimony to Jay's position as leader of the little pack
of boys. I back the bike out of the slot I'd been parked in and got it
straightened out on the rutted street and fired it up. Jay climbed on the
back, much to the awe and envy of his friends, telling them he'd see them
later and we idled out of the park. On the highway I kicked the thing in
the ass causing the young Adonis behind me to hold on tight and squeal with
glee as we roared off up the hill toward my home.

As soon as we got inside the house Jay took his t-shirt off and began
unlacing his board shorts, but I stopped him.

"Let me do that Jay," I told him. He smiled and let his hands drop to his
sides. I peeled my shirt off then stood beside him, more at an angle than
in front or actually at his side. I placed a hand on his shoulder, noticing
that he'd grown slightly in the few months since I'd last been with him. I
let my other hand trail lightly across his firm chest, feeling the muscle
of growing boy, found a small brownish nub of a nipple and brushed my
fingers across it a few times, adding more pressure with each crossing. He
moaned softly as I tweaked at the nub and moaned even louder when I bent
and took it into my mouth and suckled him for a moment.

When I finished nursing on him I stood back up and looked down into his
beautiful blue eyes as my hand continued south, rubbing his firm belly and
allowing my fingers to stray inside the waistband of his board shorts. Jay
kept his head upright, his gaze staying with me as I moved my hand down
onto the front of his shorts and rubbed there, finding the boy as hard as
stone. I decided to take a chance and slowly lowered my head to his, both
sets of eyes roving over each other face as I closed the gap. Our lips were
only inches apart when his opened slightly in anticipation of what was gong
to happen and thus giving permission to continue.  As our lips touched I
grasped his hard cock through the fabric of his clothes and the boy moved
his body forward, arching his hips to press his cock into my hand and his
lips to mine. His mouth slipped open and I felt his tongue pushing into me
so I opened wider to allow the young teen to explore my mouth while my
tongue introduced itself to his. As we kissed I tugged at the laces of his
shorts and opened them up. Because boy's in the islands seem to always wear
pants and such at least one size to big, it didn't take a lot to get the
shorts over his slender hips enough to fall to floor without further
help. I discovered that the boy wasn't wearing any underwear when I
returned my hand to his rigid flesh and he moaned out deep in his throat
then broke the kiss in order to breath deeply through his mouth.

I dropped to my knees in front of him, looking his wonderfully toned body
over and noticed that his cock had grown some, to at least a full five
inches along with a little more girth, and where there had only been a few
brown hairs, now rested a neat little patch of curly fuzz. His smooth balls
seemed to have grown a little as well and I cupped them in my hand as I
pulled the pulsing pale prick down and licked the precum, another new
addition, from the smooth silky head before taking it into my mouth. I drew
in the smell of young teenage boy as I swallowed his cock to the root,
fondling his sperm makers but allowing a middle finger to slide back toward
his hole. He spread his legs a little wider to allow me better access as he
held onto my head and slowly pumped his young cock into the warm recesses
of my mouth. I couldn't stay there for long however as my own cock was rock
hard and squashed inside the tight confines of my own shorts. Keeping his
cock in my mouth I wrapped my arms around his slender hips and ass and
lifted him off the ground, causing him to squeal in delight and wonder. I
headed for my bedroom, his cock still in my mouth and finally managed to
get him down onto my bed before finally letting go.

I stood upright up right and quickly tore my shorts off allowing my big
hard cock to bound out like a freed animal, pulled the lube bottle from
inside my night table and tossed it to the middle of the bed, then moved
onto the bed and knelt at the boy's head where he wasted no time in taking
the head and two inches of thick shaft into his mouth. I allowed him to
suckle for a good few minutes while I had reached over and stroked on his
cock but I wanted him in my mouth so got him to stop while I lay down and
pulled his body to me. We sucked each other for a few moments, feeling on
nuts, tracing fingers in cracks and slowly humping into each other's
mouths. I was surprised that Jay lasted as long as he did, knowing a young
boy's inability to stave of sperming for very long, so I stopped what I was
doing and commented on that fact as I turned around and faced him. Jay
chuckled and said that he's cum that morning already with one of his
friends who'd spent the night.

"Remember the boy I gave my board too, the really cute boy with the black
curly hair.?"  I had noticed the boy, and in fact admired his dusky beauty
and wondered briefly what he would be like in bed. I nodded my head and jay
went on to say that he'd been sexy with the boy a few times since the last
time he and I had been together.

"I so liked what we did D and wanted to do it with another boy and Kamana
is so fucking cute. We got together a couple of times and he's a way sexy
boy. He loves to suck on cock and I know that he knows that you are me are
being sexy so I'm sure he'll ask to be sexy with you too. Would you like
that D, being sexy with too boys at the same time. I think it would be so
hot, especially if you fuck him. He likes that too ya know, being fucked I
mean. I fucked him this morning, don't worry I washed my cock afterwards,
about an hour ago, and he is so tight D, oh man." I asked Jay if Kamana had
fucked him and he said no, that so far nobody had done that with him but he
though he wanted to try it especially after I'd made him cum that time when
I had my finger shoved up his butt. My mind was whirling at the thought of
having both boys in my bed at the same time. I'd done it before but I
usually went with one boy at a time, wanting to give all my attention to
him. I was willing to make an exception.

I leaned down and kissed him while my hand sought out his pride and joy and
slowly stroked him. I finally broke off the kiss and slid down the bed and
got between his legs and began licking at his smooth hairless balls, moving
them all around, licking in the crease of his thigh, licking up and down
the pale shaft of his throbbing cock. I wanted to eat his butt, I wanted to
stuff my tongue into his core and make him so hot that he couldn't stand it
any more. Using my hands, I encouraged him to roll one leg over so that the
dusky crack of his slender butt was facing me, his nuts resting on the bed
in a puddle of lumps and skin. I pushed his legs wide open and licked at
the sensitive underside of his balls causing him to wiggle and squirm. I
licked upward until I couldn't go any farther without spreading his
gloriously firm orbs open so I did exactly that.

Using one hand I pulled a cheek wide open, revealing the tight puckered
muscle of his most secret place. I sniffed at him, picking up a slight
scent of his hole as well as soap and of course the natural fragrance of
eau d' boy.  Without waiting I stuck my tongue in and licked directly on
the muscle which caused moaning immediately and he pushed backwards as
though to help get my tongue inside of him. The pushing back action raised
his hips which in turn freed up his cock so I reached between his legs and
grasped his rigid shaft and stroked it while I licked and slurped my way
around his tightly puckered asshole and the soft underside of his sperm
maker pouch.  Jay was moaning into the pillow that supported his pretty
face while I continued to work at bringing the young teen's heat level up
higher and higher before deciding to move to the next step.

Continuing my lip, and tongue, service I reached over and grabbed the lube
bottle, pushed the hinged top open and managed to get some onto the fingers
of one hand. After closing the top back up I pulled my tongue away and
slipped the lubed finger up inside the boy's tight asshole, causing yet
another round of muffled moans. I continued to lick at the underside of his
nuts while I moved my finger slowly in and out of his hole and grazing
across his little prostate in the process. I stopped only briefly to insert
a second finger, stretching the boys muscle even further and most likely
the furthest it had been ever been stretched in his young life. It didn't
take long before the begging started.

"Oooohhhhh fuck, ooohhhh God D I want to cum so fucking bad. Put your cock
in me D, I want you to fuck me, oh fuck I need you to put your cock inside
of me," he said, his voice husky and filled with lust. Keeping my fingers
working inside of him I managed to get the lube opened and poured a healthy
amount onto my rigid cock then slathered the length of it. I got to my
knees behind him, one leg between his legs and one to the outside. I moved
in close and positioned my swollen cock head at the entrance and gently
pulled my fingers out and pushed my cock head in, spreading his muscle
twice as far open as it had been.

"Aaagggghhhh," he moaned out and I stopped, knowing that despite the amount
of pleasure he had been feeling, he was now in at least some amount of
pain.

"Relax your body baby boy," I cooed to him. "Breathe in and out slowly and
let your body relax." He did as I told him and in about a minute he told me
to go ahead and as always, I held onto his slender hips, gently pulling the
milky white orbs open, and watched as his young body accepted inch after
inch of my cock until my pubic hairs pressed against the pale flesh of his
cheeks. I immediately pulled out about half way before returning to the
tight warm grip of his young muscle and continuing that rhythm for another
half dozen thrusts.

"How are you doing baby," I asked softly. He replied that he was doing
fine.

"I thought it would hurt more than it does D."

"Let's move to our sides," I said, and began the motions of doing exactly
that, finally ending up where I wanted to be, Jay's left leg in the air
slightly, my arm around his waist and slowly stroking on his ramrod hard
teenage cock while I resumed fucking him. It wasn't the best position in
the world so I told him I was going to pull out of him, which I did, as
gently as possible. He rolled to his back and I got between his legs and re
entered him, causing a slight moan to escape his lips. I slipped my hands
under his legs and leaned forward, placing my hands on the bed next to him
and effectively rolling him up onto his lower back. I was driving straight
down into him and so began the ages old motion again, drawing out almost
half way before moving back inside his tight young body. I loved watching a
boy's face while I made love to him, watching the play of emotions as they
arranged and re arranged his facial feeling. Jay was an extremely cute boy
and fucking him was equally exciting.

I picked up speed and began plunging into him with force, our bodies making
a smacking sound as they met, my balls whacking against his tailbone. Jay
was moaning loudly, his breathing coming in ragged gulps like a race horse
at the end of long run.

"Oh fuck I'm cumming," he finally cried out and reached between our bodies
to grasp onto his cock and jack it. I leaned my head in and pressed my lips
to his as the contractions of his orgasm caused his asshole to clench on my
cock and take me over the edge as well. I grunted and groaned as my body
convulsed, sending a torrent of sperm deep into the boy's bowels. I ground
my ass in circles, pressed into him as tightly as I could in an effort to
make the intense feelings of sperming last as long as possible but alas, it
was soon over.  I removed my arms, allowing his legs to fall back onto the
bed and we remained that way for awhile, me buried deep inside of him, he
with his arms around my neck and his eyes closed in the contented afterglow
of good sex. Finally he spoke.

"That was incredible D. That was more than what I expected it to be and I'm
so glad that you were my first."  He kissed me, a deep open mouthed sort of
thing without tongue action. When we broke apart I told him I felt the same
way; that being his first was an honor for me and I thanked him for his
trust and caring. About that time my cock softened enough to squish out of
him and he sighed at the loss of me. I rolled off of him and we lay side by
side for a moment before he said that it felt like his ass was leaking so
we got up and went into the shower. Of course we played as we cleaned and
returned to my bed, both hard as rocks once again.  But we didn't do
anything about it, at least not right then. We lay facing each other again,
our hands lightly trailing over each other's body, fondling a cock or
squeezing some balls, but it didn't progress past that. Jay was the first
to close his eyes and it wasn't long afterwards that I followed suit and
drifted off as well.

I woke about an hour later; Jay snuggled up to me with an arm thrown across
my lower belly. I smiled to myself and held him a little bit tighter. God
he was so cute, so lovable, and his smooth firm young body felt so fucking
good in my arms. But I had to pee so gently slid from underneath him and
padded to the bathroom and took care of bushiness. When I returned he was
laying on his back awake, his hand gently tugging at his smooth balls. He
smiled when he saw me and I went straight to the bed and straddled the
length of him, my hands flat on the bad beside his shoulders. He looked up
at me with a huge smile, raised his arms to my neck and pulled my head to
his. We kissed, softly at first, then progressively harder until we were
engaged in full on open mouth tongue battling kiss. I let my body lower to
his but kept most of my weight off of him and in the process discovered
that he was as hard as I was.

I kept kissing him while I reached for the lube on the night stand, popped
the lid and managed to get some poured out into my hand which I then
transferred to my asshole. Once my orifice was well slathered I got some
more and reached behind me to grasp onto Jay's young staff and coat it
liberally with lube, causing him to gasp loudly when I massaged his cock
head with the cold slippery stuff. Then, holding his cock upright, I
maneuvered my body back until I felt his flesh touch mine and continued
until the head passed through the ring of sphincter muscle, where I waited
for a moment or so adjusting to the invasion of the boy's cock. After a
moment I settled back until my weight rested on his lap, his rock hard
young dick stuffed as far up inside me as it could go. With my upper body
upright I began to fuck the boy, rising and lowering myself onto him,
moving sideways from time to time and creating different angles and thus
different feelings for us both. I used the to and fro undulating movement
of my pelvis, just the way women do, and creating even more feelings for
the boy. Jay was in seventh heaven, moaning, his hand alternating between
my chest, my hips and stroking on my cock, which happened to be pointed at
his face like cannon.

"Oh Jesus D I'm gonna cum soon, I just know it oh man, oh man," he moaned
out and then I felt his cock thicken in my ass as he pushed his hips upward
in an attempt to cram every millimeter of his flesh into the tight confines
of my asshole. I pushed downward and moved my hips forward, working to take
in everything that he had to and I began cumming as well. The ropey jet of
sperm ended up in a trail from the corner of Jay's mouth, down his chin and
onto his neck. The next four didn't go quite as far but they left a gooey
mess all over his chest. After the dick was reduced to drooling I continued
to move my ass slowly, wanting to prolong the feelings for the cute teen
underneath me for as long as I could but finally his cock softened and
mostly just fell out of me and it was my turn to moan at the loss. I leaned
down and kissed him that climbed off.

"Shower time again," I said as I moved off the bed.

I ended up taking the boy home after we a quick bite at L&L and the next
time I saw him he was with the cute young Hawaiian boy, Kamana. It was just
the two of them together and jay gave me a look that reminded me of what
he's said about the boy and I'll relate that tale in due time.

If it sounds as though all I do is engage in sexual conduct with adolescent
boys, I should assure you that would be far from the truth. I work an awful
lot and as I've stated before I spend a fair amount of time with straight
guys, teens and adults alike. The fact is you, the reader, don't rightly
give a rusty fuck about the couple from Hoboken New Jersey who haggled for
days over a two bedroom condo in Hawaii Kai or the seventeen year old boy I
spent hours consoling after he failed to make the state science team, or my
grocery purchases, or the three days I spent with a severe case of the
green apple quick step. I might go for a week without having sex, other
than solitary, and other times I might be with a different boy four days
running. I rarely had sex with guys over eighteen and when I did I was
careful. I test on a regular basis and when in doubt I use condoms but I'm
rarely in doubt.

So, that all being said, enjoy the stories and rest assured, there are more
to come.