Date: Tue, 19 Apr 2016 16:04:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: the player II

The second boy in this chapter is modeled after a boy I knew. While I only
saw his cock once as he hung it out of the leg of his board shorts while
participating in a urine test, he was quite long, longer than I would have
ever suspected. Very delicious. Otherwise, no truth.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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I remember late one night I was out on the bike and had pulled up to a
stoplight and noticed what appeared to be a conflict on the opposite corner
and a door or two down the side street. Two older boys, late teens, seemed
to be hassling a younger boy that I had seen on strip a couple times, even
talked to once over coffee and a donut at a local place. I remembered that
his name was Travis, he was thirteen and a cute little thing with short
medium brown hair and green eyes, and that I didn't think could weigh much
over a hundred pounds. I remembered that he had a very outgoing personality
and quick sense of humor for a young boy.

The situation was occurring on a one way street so I shot around the block
and thundered to a stop in front of the trio and said,

"I've been looking all over for you boy, get on the bike." The Travis
recognized me, started toward me but one of the other boys took hold of
Travis's arm while the other sort of puffed himself up and said that the
kid wasn't going anywhere. Leaving the bike in neutral and idling, I
dropped the kick stand and got up telling the first boy that I was going to
stuff my fucking foot so far up his ass I'd have to open his mouth to untie
my boot. He swung, I sidestepped and blocked at the same time and slammed
the heel of my hand into his chin. One down. The other one let go of Travis
and put his own palms toward me in submission. Travis came to my side and I
draped an arm protectively over his thin shoulder and escorted him to the
bike. I readied the machine then the boy climbed on behind me, hugging me
tightly, and we tore off into the night.

We ended up at a local burger stand, Teddy's, and dismounted from the
bike. We got a booth inside and I ordered a couple of combo's and we talked
as we waited for the food. He said that the deal was that the older boys
wanted him to blow them, which was okay by Travis, it's how he earned some
money from time to time, but they wanted to fuck him as well and that
wasn't okay with Travis. It was during that part of the discussion that I
had showed up.

"I'm still a virgin D and I want to keep it that way for a while, or at
least until I find someone I want to give it up to, ya know?" My name was
called for the food so I grabbed it and brought it outside to the table
that we'd commandeered. We both dug in, not talking for at least two
minutes as we mauled our food. After a few minutes of mutual mastication
the talk resumed, Travis bringing me up to date on his activities, which
wasn't much really. He spent a lot of time on the strip cuz his mother was
a practicing alcoholic and was mostly impossible to be around when she was
either drinking or hung over. That pretty much limited his time at home to
just sleeping, which wasn't an option on this night.

"She's pretty drunk D and we got into an argument and she kicked me
out. Again. It happens about once a month and I go home the next day or a
few days later and she doesn't remember even seeing me."

"So, where are you spending the night tonight Travis?" I asked him.

"I dunno D, I'll figure something out." He sounded just a hair despondent
but was trying to keep on a brave face. He was sort of a street kid but not
a total one. He was still a young kid and right then his vulnerability was
all but glaring. I gazed out at toward the street for a moment,
thinking. An extremely cute young teenage boy caught my eye, and it seemed
for a moment that I had caught his as well, for he smiled at me and sort of
gave me a half wink. Now that was strange. I turned back to Travis and
said,

"Look, you can stay at my place tonight if you want Travis." He gave me a
sort of weird look and I remembered how he earned his spending money. "No
strings attached," I added. "I have a guest room if you'd like." He smiled
at me and said,

"That'd be great D. I'd like that, thanks a lot." And then he added softly,
"And I wouldn't mind if a string were attached."  I pretended not hear,
turning back to the street. The cute assed young kid I had seen before
wasn't to be seen so I shined it on, never having a clue that our paths
would cross again, and soon.

We finished our food, climbed back on the bike and headed to my place. Like
others before him, Travis was quite interested in my books and my artwork.

"I always thought you might be gay D. Or maybe I just sort of hoped that
you would be and maybe I would be able to like, spend some time with you."
I looked at the boy with a raised eyebrow.

"What," he said rather than asked. "You think I can't be attracted to an
older guy, you think you're not hot looking and that the street boys and
the hookers don't look at you. Shiiiiiiit D," he said with a smile and just
stopped the train of thought he was on.

"Can I take a shower D, I feel like I stink." I led him to my bedroom and
thusly the bathroom. He started undressing almost immediately and was down
to his jockey briefs when he leaned in and got the water adjusted to where
he wanted it. I brought a towel in for him as he dropped his underwear
giving me a close up view of a deliciously tight, slender, and well formed
young teenage boy ass. He knew what he had and he knew what he was doing,
looking over his shoulder and smiling at me then wiggling his little butt
before climbing in. I left the room before I could see anything else. I
asked him if he wanted me to throw his clothes into the washer and he stuck
his head out of the curtain to say that would be great. I gathered up his
things, checked the pockets of his jeans and found mostly junk stuff that I
laid on the bathroom counter then took everything out to the laundry room
and tossed them in the washer.

I had brought a pitcher of raspberry iced tea and two glasses into the
living room, set them on a coffee table and sat back on the leather sofa
after dropping a soft sounds CD into the player. I had just gotten my shoes
and socks off when Travis came back into the room, the burgundy towel
wrapped around his slim waist. I glanced over his forming young boy's body
as he walked toward me, admiring as always a boy's forming muscles, the
nicely defined but slender chest adorned with small nipples. The towel was
wrapped around equally slender hips, the front drooping down well below the
little button in the center of his taut belly. On an older boy, hair would
have been visible, both from his pubic area as well as the love trail from
cock to belly button.  Not so on this cute young thing, he was smooth as a
new born baby's ass.

"Oh man I needed that D, thank you so much." He flopped down on the sofa
next to me and accepted the glass I offered to him and swallowed about half
of it before setting the glass down and getting up and wandering back over
to my bookshelves.

"You sure got a lot of cool stuff D, I love these statues. Gosh this boy
has a big cock, oh man. He doesn't look very old either, like about my
age." As I usually have to do, I explained the statue, the boy, etc
etc. etc. and got the usual response. Cool!!

Travis came back over and stood directly in front of me, hands on his
thrust out hips. "Am I as cute as David is in the statue," he asked.

"Oh you're cute alright," I said, looking up at him.

"So, are you going to do something about that D, my being cute I mean?"

"Is that what you want Travis, for me to do... something?"  He smiled at
me, then undid his towel and let it drop to the floor, and stood there with
nothing on but a large bright smile. From where I sat his cock was right in
front of me less than a foot away, hanging gently between silky smooth
thighs, the circumcised head looking at the floor. He looked to be about
five inches soft, his baby smooth balls in their wrinkled sac hanging
nicely beneath his pride and joy. He had a small growth of brown pubic hair
at the base of his cock, his pubic area flat and blending well up into his
lower belly.

I leaned forward and cupped the entire works, the young cock already
responding to my gaze. Like most boys his age, Travis was rock hard in an
instant. I moved one hand to his butt, kneading it gently and feeling it's
firmness before pulling him to me and licking the head of his now almost
six inch long cock. I licked a few times then took the head into my mouth
and sucked on it softly, my tongue grazing over his slit. The hand on his
tight young ass up and down inside his crack while my mouth took every inch
of his rigid boyhood inside until my nose touched his downy soft pubic
hair.

"Ooohhh fuck D," the boy moaned, his fingers in my hair. I deep throated
him until he panted for me to stop, which I did.

"Fuck you are so awesome D but I want to suck on you too. Take your clothes
off, let me see your cock." I stood up and Travis' hands were at my belt
almost immediately so I let him continue the job of unbuttoning and
unlatching and all that. Once my jeans were opened he pushed them down to
the floor, leaving me standing in boxer briefs, which were protruding in
the front, a large wet precum stain marking where the head was. Travis felt
my cock up and down from the outside of the fabric. The boy had patience,
knew how to build up a little excitement.

"Oh man your cock feels huge," he said softly, his hand moving downward to
fondle and cup my balls. "And your balls feel so fat and heavy D," he
added. With that said, he pulled them down in one fell swoop, my 7½ plus
dick bounding out like a vertical jack in the box, in this case a cock in
the shorts. Travis got to his knees and began licking at the head, slurping
off the precum that was leaking, almost like a drippy faucet then took the
entire head into his mouth, tonguing it a little bit before sliding farther
down the rigid shaft. The boy actually got about half of my cock in his
mouth before backing off then returning once again. Bobbing up and down on
me without choking at all I reflected that the boy was pretty good at
sucking cock.

He finally stopped and stood up. With a smile of his pretty little face he
asked how that felt. Instead of answering I pulled him to me and leaned
down to kiss him. Travis didn't pull away but leaned to meet me, pressing
his soft lips into mine that allowing my tongue into his mouth. I held him
as we kissed, a hand running up and down his back, going further down onto
the protruding orbs of his butt. He ground his hips, forcing his hard cock
into me, both of his hands around my waist and on my ass pulling me in and
holding me in place as he rubbed against me.

"Do you have a bed we can go to D?" he asked, breaking the kiss. I pointed
the way and Travis moved away from me, his slim little ass swaying gently
as he walked to my room. On the bed the bed we lay down, hugging each other
tightly, lips once again jammed together and tongues battling. I was the
one to break away, moving from his head to his chest and suckling a small
nubbin of a nipple causing Travis to moan, or groan, which ever you like. I
stroked on his cock while I suckled him and continued to do so as I slid
downward, kissing his taut belly, then nuzzling my nose in his pubic
hairs. I finally took him into my mouth, swallowing his entire length, the
head of his boy cock hitting the back of my throat which caused even more
moaning and an increase in his breathing.

"Fuck D I'm dying to cum," he panted. "Make me cum D." So, I made him cum,
sucking on his cock while gently kneading his balls. It didn't take long,
only a matter of moments, until I felt his cock swell and he all but
screamed out as he blasted fresh warm boy sperm into my mouth and down my
throat. As his orgasm subsided I felt his body go limp, relaxing into the
bed and I took my mouth from his cock, knowing how sensitive it was.  I
moved back up alongside him and he rolled to his side, pressed into me and
did the kissing thing all over again.

"That was so awesome D," he said quietly after breaking the kiss. "I never
been with someone that I actually cared about, ya know, it's always just
been guys, strangers. Being with you it feels different, special."

I thanked him for the compliment, giving him a quick kiss as a sort of
affirmation then asked him if he had ever had a boyfriend. He said that he
hadn't and in fact had never been with another boy.

"I don't think anyone knows what I do D and nobody who knows me knows I'm
gay and I don't think they even suspect.  I don't know why exactly but I
never run into people I know when I'm down on the strip and of course, I
don't so the sex thing every night or even all that often, only when I
really need some cash."

"So," he said with a gleam in eyes, want me to bring you off?" He didn't
wait for an answer but slid downward and immediately went to work on my
pulsing cock, taking the head into his mouth and suck just that satiny
piece of flesh while his hand stroked the lower part of the shaft. He began
slipping his head up and down rapidly, keeping his mouth closed tightly so
that his soft lips slid back and forth across the edge of the head. The
feelings were incredible. This kid was incredible. Normally it would take
forever for me to cum from a blow job but this cute little thirteen year
old took me to the edge quite fast.

"Fuck Travis, I'm gonna cum really soon, oh man," I whispered. It seemed to
spur him on. He tightened his lips even more, adding plenty of saliva to
keep it slippery. He gripped my shaft firmer and stroked it a little faster
and he bobbed his head a little faster. I felt the familiar tingle in my
balls and lower belly.

"Here it is baby boy, here it is, OOOOHHHHHHHHhh," I moaned out as my cock
erupted and jet after thick jet of sperm splashed into the boys throat and
I could feel him swallowing as fast as he could, managing to keep up with
the deluge. My cock finally stopped spitting, Travis quite swallowing but
still stroked slowly, trying to milk every drop of cum from my dick. I
relaxed on the bed, letting every muscle in my body go slack and the boy
let go of everything and came back up to me, leaned down and kissed me long
and hard. When he broke off he looked down into my eyes and said,

"How was that D, did I do a good job?" I told him it was the best cock
sucking I'd ever had and I was not all that far from the truth when I said
it. "I'm glad. I wanted to make it good for you, something for you to
remember. I told him that it would be a long time before I ever forgot it,
if I ever did. I haven't.

I rolled him onto his back, draped a leg over his still hard cock and
kissed him back, deep throating him while a hand played with a nipple. I
broke the kiss and moved my head to the same nipple and suckled him,
drawing the tender little nub into my mouth. He gasped out loudly then just
moaned as I worked each nipple over. I finally stopped and told him I
needed to shower and rolled off the bed.

"Can I come in with you D; I'll wash your back?"

"I'd love to have you join me baby," I told him.

"I like it when you call me baby, it makes me feel special D," he said
behind me as we walked. I turned and enclosed him in my arms and kissed him
again.

"I like making you feel special Travis because you are."  Once in the
shower we washed and scrubbed each other, making sure that each little nook
and cranny was cleaned and rinsed. I was dying to eat the young teen's
asshole and I told him that as I washed him there.

"Ya know, I've never had that done and have never done it D, I've always
been a little bit afraid of it, ya know."  I decided that I'd start him in
the shower so turned him around and had him lean against the wall. I
kneaded the orbs, ran my hand down between his legs, cupping his smooth
soft balls from behind, coming backward with my fingers and allowing them
to trail across his tight virgin muscle. I finally peeled him open like a
shrimp and stuffed my tongue inside and licked and slurped. Fuck he tasted
so sweet to me and I all but buried my face inside his cheeks. Travis was
moaning and groaning like mad as the new feelings ripped through his young
inexperienced body. I finally stopped and we left the shower, drying off in
a rudimentary manner then going straight to the bed.

We both came again after we rimmed each other and Travis decided that he
like both parts of the act. As we lay together afterward, just before
falling asleep, Travis told me that he wanted for me to be his first lover,
to be the first guy to fuck him. Not that night, not necessarily anytime
soon, but when he was ready, he wanted me to love him. I told him that I
was honored to be chosen for such an event and I meant it from the bottom
of my heart. I don't take such a thing lightly. I did end up taking Travis'
offer and perhaps I'll retell the tale before the end of this narrative.  I
had been involved in martial arts for some years and at my current dojo I
studied with my own master working on my second degree-black belt while
teaching a class of kids ranging from twelve to seventeen.  The class was
generally small, no more than a dozen kids at a time, and there were few
kids that stuck it out. A lot of kids dropped out after a few months, other
moved on to other schools or classes. One boy seemed to be a constant. His
name was Stevie and he was about fourteen, maybe fifteen. He wasn't drop
dead cute like a lot of the boys I spent time with but he was cute enough
in his own way. He was a slender boy about five foot five or so, with pitch
black hair of a medium length, dark eyes with similar lashes and thick
brows. His two front teeth were slightly crooked, but not a lot, one of
them had a small chip in one edge. His little nose slightly upturned and he
had a few small moles along his jaw line and neck. Stevie had a winning
smile but he used it sparingly. He studied hard, taking his lessons and
practice seriously and tended to be fairly quiet, keeping to himself.

His body felt fairly firm to me, I having had the opportunity to touch him
during instruction, correcting poses or moves, which he always thanked me
for. We had a small locker room that we changed in although most students
came to and from class already in their Gi's, the required uniform. Stevie
generally used the locker room and it was during those few moments after
class that I learned that he was in a foster home, his mother in the
process of loosing parental rights, a now 2 year old case. I learned that
he was a fairly good student with few friends.  I also learned that
Stevie's shyness extended to his body and that most of the time he kept his
back to me while he changed. The few times that I did get a frontal shot of
the boy in his briefs, he appeared to be moderately endowed, that is, he
pouched out the front, but still, it's hard to tell. I thought too that his
gaze seemed to linger on my own crotch for just a moment as we talked while
changing but I shined that off as being normal adolescent curiosity.

I felt sort of sorry for the boy but I also liked him, he was a nice kid,
polite. He seemed to like me as well so when I had asked if he'd like to
hang out with me from time to time he jumped at the offer. I talked with
the foster parents, the foster father was a real dickhead, and they gave
Stevie permission to leave the house with me. Generally we attended movies,
went to car shows and other public things, sometimes went to the beach and
often I bought him lunch. We got along great, Stevie seeming to take to me
and I confirmed that he was indeed, a nice boy.

One day I decided to take him on a hike at one end of the island passed
Kaena Point and Yokohama beach, an area accessible only on foot and
although there were some hikers, it was not generally frequented by other
people. It's a pretty cool hike along the ocean, all lava rock formations
and plenty of tide pools. In some parts you hike right along the water and
in others you're fifty to hundred feet from the water's edge, and sometimes
a good fifty to a hundred feet on top of a cliff, overlooking the ocean.

It was a hot day and we were both sweating as we came upon a place that I
was familiar with, a large, hot tub sized tide pool that sat at the edge of
the water when the tide was out. The tide pool was at the bottom of a
precariously steep rocky hill behind another smaller hillock of rock and
totally hidden from view. If you didn't know it was there, you certainly
would have no reason make the difficult climb down. We had stopped to rest
and I asked him how he was doin.

"Gosh I'm roasting D, it's gotta be a hundred out here." He said it with a
smile, not at all complaining. I agreed with him and the thought occurred
to me to use one of the tide pools to cool off in. Believe it or not I had
not "set" this up, it was totally impromptu.

"How about soaking in one of the tide pools Stevie," I suggested. "Some of
them are comfortably large and deep and would definitely do the trick."

"That would be great D but I don't have surf shorts on." I explained that I
didn't either but since it was just us guys, and I was pretty uncomfortable
in the heat as well, it wouldn't bother me at all to go nude.

"What about other people D won't they see us?"  I pointed to the
outcropping at the bottom of the lava flow and explained about the tide
pool behind it and asked him to observe the fact that he couldn't see it
from where we stood.

"Well, okay, let's at least go look at it." I started downward with Stevie
right behind me and after a good ten minutes of careful maneuvering we
rounded the lower hillock of sharp lave rock. The boy almost gasped at the
sight. The tide pool was a good ten feet across, the front edge dropping
off to the water where small waves crashed into the rocks. At the pools
edge was a flat ledge about five feet long and a good four feet wide that
was completely covered in white sand. Man could not have made a more
perfect setting and it was completely obstructed from view.

"This is so totally awesome D I can't believe it," he said softly as we
stood on the ledge over looking the pool and the vast ocean beyond.

"I thought you might like it Stevie," I said then added, "and it's totally
private." I untied my shoes and shoved them off, stuffing my socks in side
and setting them on one of the many little nooks and crannies that made up
the face of the rock wall. Stevie followed my lead and soon t-shirts and
jeans were draped likewise on the rocks and we were both down to shorts, he
in briefs and me in boxer briefs. I nonchalantly dropped my underwear and
draped them next to my other things and turned back to face the boy who
didn't quite stare but took in the view of me. I immediately started down
into the pool as Stevie removed his underwear and was into the pool and
standing on a ledge knee deep in water as he started down the rocks behind
me. He was facing away from me so what I saw was his slender boy's butt and
a glimpse of his balls between legs that had a smattering of black hair
mostly on the calves. Once on the ledge beside me he turned around and I
got a view of his boyhood pride and joy before he stepped further into the
water submerging himself to his neck.

Stevie appeared well enough endowed, his softened boy cock about the same
size as mine only a little thinner and he was cut. His balls were large,
hanging nicely between his thighs, a small amount of black hairs visible at
the base of his cock on the wrinkled skin. He had a thick nest of pitch
black pubic hair at the base of his tight, well developed lower abdomen and
I wondered briefly if sex was going to be an option with this boy. He sort
of swam and floated around the pool a huge smile on his smooth face.

"Oh man D this is great, it feels so good and so much cooler." Of course
the water was warm to begin with but sitting in the pool in the hot sun and
warmed it up further so it wasn't blazing warm but almost perfect. I agreed
with him, mimicking his behavior and moving about the pool. Our bodies
touched from time to time which was unavoidable but Stevie didn't seem to
mind at all. He would alternate between being face down and face up, and in
both cases, his body parts were visible just below the surface and I felt
myself stir slightly at the sight of him.

"What's kind of great," I said, "is that you can soak awhile, then get out
and lay in the sun and dry off and when you get too hot you can go back
in. Great way to get a full body tan too," I added.

"I'd be afraid to get my dick or my balls sunburned," he said with a
grin. I suggested that one didn't lay out in the sun too long in order to
avoid such a calamity.

 "If you do it right and take your time you won't get burned, look." I
stood up again so that he could see how balanced my tan was and even though
he was quite close, he didn't shy away but looked directly at my cock, and
then my firm ass as I turned around for him.

"I see D," he said, "that looks pretty great and you can hardly see any tan
lines at all."  Instead of getting back down in the water I elected to
climb out and sit on the sandy ledge, my legs draping over the edge, and
lean back on my hands. My balls were hanging free between my legs and my
cock was flopped off to the side, laying alongside my inner thigh.

The young teen all but stared at me and again, I felt a slight stirring in
my groin.

"I would be afraid of, you know, like getting hard D," he said quietly,
looking up at me, my crotch almost in direct line with his eyes.

"I can understand that Stevie but ya know what, it happens to me too
sometimes. There's just something about being outside with no clothes on
that is kinda sexy. And that's okay." It appeared as though Stevie's hands
might be busy under the water as he said,

"Well then what do you do."

"Well what would you do if your cock was all hard and you were naked and
nobody was there to see you?"

He smiled big again and said, "I'd probably pull one off." I agreed with
him but then he added, "But what if someone else were there, like right now
and you're here, would you still beat off?"

"Sure, why not. It's kinda sexy doin it when someone else is watching or
even beating off with you. Wouldn't bother me at all." My cock was
definitely responding now, having filled with enough blood so that it was
about a quarter hard and moving slowly upward along my thigh toward my
belly. I looked down at my thickening cock and said,

"See, I'm starting to get hard just talking about it." He moved close to
the edge of the pool and looked straight at my stuff which caused it to
grow a little faster.

"Me too," he all but whispered and stood up, the head of his cock breaking
the surface of the pool, it's eye looking straight at me, and his balls
still underwater. He was fantastic. His young cock was stretched out to
full stand, easily as long as my own and it had thickened noticeably. He
climbed out of the water giving me a full on view of his firm body, the
hair matted down from the water, his plump balls moving slightly as he got
up and sat next to me. His cock head reached his navel, the perfectly
shaped head swollen in lust. I looked directly at it then to his face.

"You've got a great body Stevie, your cock is really quite magnificent for
a boy your age. May I touch you?"  He nodded his head then leaned back
farther as I reached over and grasped onto his rigid shaft and squeezed it
gently up and down its length, stroking it a few times in the process.

"Oh man D that feel so good, that's the first time anybody ever touched my
dick."  That seemed to be a common thread for me. I let go and leaned back
as he had done and he asked if he could touch me too and I nodded my head
in ascent. He grasped onto my flesh and did as I had to him, squeezing up
and down the length of me and stoking it as well.

"Gosh that feels strange, touching another guys' dick like that," he said
leaning back. I took over where Stevie had left off, slowly stroking my
cock.

"I know, feels good too doesn't it?" He nodded his head as he slowly
stroked his own rock hard shaft, sliding his hand up and down lovingly.

"Are you gonna squirt out, are you gonna cum D?" he asked. I nodded my
head.

"Of course, do you want to watch?" He nodded his head and proceeded to
stroke my cock in earnest as the boy looked on, the movement on his own
cock having picked up speed. I felt on my balls, squeezed and rubbed them
as I jacked then slid my hand over to Stevie and grasped onto his dick. He
moved his hand for me and reached over to my cock and we both proceeded to
jack each other's cocks. Stevie was moaning with pleasure and almost
suddenly said,

"I'm gonna cum D it's already there, oh god," and I felt his cock thicken
in my hand before erupting in thick globs of warm sperm, the first jets
shooting all the way to his nipples then leaving a trail of creamy white
goo all the way to his navel. When it was over, he relaxed, his hand having
fallen away from my cock so I scooped up some of his cum and used it was a
lube, massaging just the head of my cock until I too reached climax. Stevie
watched, mesmerized by the sight of my dick erupting in a fashion similar
to his, blasting all the way to my chest and everyplace from there to my
belly button. Stevie watched with interest at the fireworks commenting on
it after my cock had settled down to a dribble.

"That was pretty hot D, I've never watched another guy cum before. You make
a lot of stuff and it was cool watching you use my sperms for a lube. I
smiled at him, noting that his dick hadn't lost much of its youthful
rigidity.

"Well how about we get back in the water and clean this goo off?" He nodded
his head and lifted off of the ledge and headed down to the pool, his hard
cock pointing the way for him.

"I see that you have a direction finder," I said and nodded at his dick.

"Yeah, sometimes it seems like it stays hard forever."

"Well there are other things we might try in order to get it to go down," I
said. He wondered what that might be and I said that in essence, making him
cum again would probably do it and the other things we might try are things
that would help him to achieve that goal.

"You mean like suckin on it or something."

"Well," I said as we settled into the pool, "that might be one
thing. Actually Stevie there are lots of things that people do together
with each other. You have quite a few erotic spots on your body, some of
which you've already found and some you haven't."

"HHHmmmm," he said as he wiped his cum from his body, "well I guess I trust
you D so maybe you can show me some other stuff." I floated over to him and
grasped onto his balls under the water and gently kneaded the soft bag then
slipped up to his throbbing cock and stroked on it a little. My other hand
moved up from his pubic thatch, rubbing softly across his flat belly and
stopping at one of his small brown nipples. I let my finger moved back and
forth across the small piece of flesh causing it to firm up as blood rushed
to it and causing its owner to moan quietly, his eyes closed and mouth
partially open in response to the totally new feelings flooding his body
and his neural synapses.

I continued feeling his balls and his cock while my mouth replaced my
fingers on the nipple and I sucked it into my mouth and rolled it about
with my tongue.

"Oooohhhhhhhh" the boy moaned and his hand went to my head, his fingers
running through my hair as I suckled him like a baby at the breast. I spent
a little time there then stopped and slipped under the water and guided
Stevie's rock hard teenage cock to my mouth. I sucked on the head then
slipped about half the length into my mouth and bobbed there a few times
before I came up for air.

"Maybe we should sit on the ledge so I don't drown," I suggested. Stevie
nodded and turned, beginning the climb out of the pool, his delicious
slender ass almost in my face. He was in the climbing position where one
foot was extended up and forward, the other still down, his balls swaying
gently between his thighs, his butt slit just barely hiding the tight
muscled core of his body.

"Wait," I said, touching his back. He stopped and sort of looked over his
shoulder and I reached between his legs and fondled the heavy sperm laden
eggs before leaning in and licked at the underside of them.

"Oh damn," he moaned and his legs sagged a little at the totally new
feelings as I licked up and down the seam of flesh running from his balls
all the way to his asshole, although I didn't rim the boy and I didn't open
him up but I got damned close.

I stopped what I was doing and said to go ahead and he did, turning and
laying on his back on the sandy ledge. He looked at me, his eyes half
closed in lust and smiled.

"Having fun Stevie," I asked.

"Oh yeah," he sighed. Still standing on the lower ledge, the water up to my
calves, I leaned forward and stroked on the boys pulsing rigidity before
taking it into my mouth and swallowing about half the shaft. The boy moaned
out as I bobbed on his boyhood, my hand gently kneading his balls and
stroking the bottom part of his shaft. It didn't take long.

"Oh gosh I'm gonna cum again D, I'm gonna cum again" he moaned. I stroked
his cock and sucked him, felt the flesh in my hand stiffen, his whole body
go tense and then the warm liquid erupt into my mouth. I swallowed as fast
as I could, drinking up all of his young sperm, barely getting a taste of
his essence. His second offering was almost the same amount of volume of
his first so I was quite busy for a moment until his body relaxed back onto
the sand. I stopped most of the mouth motion, knowing how ultra sensitive
he would be, but continued to gently stroke his cock and fondle his balls.

"Damn, that was the best frickin cum I've ever had, oh man I can't
believe. When you licked behind my balls I thought I was gonna die D, how
do you know so much stuff?"  I removed his now softening teen cock from my
mouth and told him I had a lot of practice. He asked if I was gay and I
told him I was, and was that a problem for him. No, it wasn't. I explained
further that my sexual orientation had nothing to do with the fact that I
enjoyed spending time with him, that this episode was not planned nor were
any further episodes planned from this point on although I still wanted to
continue the platonic part of our relationship. He was quiet a moment then
said softly,

"I understand D. I want to still spend time with you like we have. I don't
know if I'm gay or not but I do like what you do to me, what we've just
done. I think I might want to do it again, maybe even more stuff if that's
okay with you."

"Whatever you decide is fine with me Stevie," I told him. You're a really
neat kid and I enjoy the time we spend together. If you wish to explore
your sexuality further and want to do it with me I am more than open to
that."  He smiled and leaned toward me and put his arms around my neck and
hugged me tightly.

"Thanks a lot D, I really appreciate that."  We didn't do anything else at
the pool except lounge around, soaking in the water. We didn't get dressed
until it was time to leave and Stevie seemed more than comfortable with
that. I continued to spent time with the boy and we continued to explore
his sexuality together which eventually led to his fucking me two or three
times. He wasn't interested in getting fucked anytime soon although I did
rim him frequently and penetrated him with a finger on more than one
occasion, bringing him off as it did. I did eventually fuck him.

On an interesting note I took him to the house in Kahala that David and
Cody had purchased. Of course he Dane, who is Cody's charge, and Dane's
boyfriend Brett. The boys were 14 at the time and Brett was hung exactly
like David when the latter was 14 years old. In fact the two could have
been brothers. The boys had on hell of a fuck fest then joined us adults
later for round 2. That story can be found in chapter 24 I believe of Dane
Stevie finally found a girlfriend and of course turned eighteen and I lost
contact with him although he did turn up in my life again when he was 27
years old.