Date: Sun, 10 Jul 2016 20:36:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Player V

So, I had to do a seminar thing for a couple of days that took place at a
hotel down on the strip and right on beach. Hotels can be a pretty great
place to hookup with boys, although they're generally tourists, not that
being a tourist affects things, except that often they're even more up for
playing because they're away from home. Even if you don't snag one there's
generally plenty of boys of all ages to at least look at and admire and so
often they wear those skimpy little Speedos. Yummy.

While I prefer boys that have started puberty I tend to look at almost all
males of any age. Can't help it. That was how a drop dead cute young thing
about 10 or so caught my eye in the first place. I was sitting in a chair,
having stepped out to catch some air and he walked toward, then past me
going to a drinking fountain. Blonde hair, blue eyes, slender, as white as
the driven snow, his pale skin a contrast to the dark colored Speedos he
was wearing. I scanned him as he walked by and his eyes caught mine,
eliciting a smile from him as he passed. He had just gotten out of the pool
so his skin was dripping water and his trunks were plastered to his skin,
like his hair, revealing his boyhood lump. When he went past in the
opposite direction a second later I noticed his slim little ass and
speculated that the kid would be a definite looker when he got older.

He wandered about ten feet away to where an older lady was sitting in the
shade and spoke with her a moment while he toweled off. I figured she was a
gramma or an auntie since the age difference was too great to be the boy's
mother. He turned and headed my way again and our eyes made contact,
causing my senses to heighten slightly. As he came toward me, he looked
back over his shoulder toward the woman and was saying something to her,
seemingly not paying attention to where he was going and before I really
realized what was going to happen the cute young thing was in my lap. He
turned his body forward in time to land with his face not more than a foot
from mine, one hand flat on my crotch, although his body blocked it so no
one could see. He smiled hugely, clear white teeth and said,

"Ooops, sorry bout that." My free hand and reached out to help brace his
fall and was resting on his hip just at his swimsuit line, my thumb
actually onto his lower abs and pubic bone. He pushed himself up and away
from me using my shoulder and my crotch, as leverage and I would have sworn
that he flexed his fingers a few times as he did it. The little frickin
stud was copping a feel off me. I smile back at him and said,

"Hey, I don't mind." I headed into my seminar, looking back over my
shoulder to where he was and noticed him staring back at me then he waved
and I returned the gesture.  Like I said, I'm just not into boys his age
but the entire short episode left me wondering about the kid none-the-less.

About an hour later I was out during a break in the program and sitting off
in a small grotto area away from the maddening crowds when the blonde boy
came by again and ran into the restroom there. It was smaller and out of
the way so not frequently used except by the few guests who knew it was
there. The older woman was almost right behind the boy and stood at the
door a moment and called his name, not really loud enough to gain attention
from others but certainly for the boy to hear.

"Ty, you come out of there right now." Of course he didn't and she wasn't
about to go in. I decided to help. I walked over and whispered to her,
asking if I might help her out. She nodded her head and I motioned for her
to over by a pillar and said I get him out. I wandered inside and saw the
boy, standing in front of the sinks and mirrors just looking at himself.

He saw me and said "hey" and I said hey back and said,

"Say aren't you the little squirt that went into my lap a little while
ago." He smiled and nodded his pretty little head, the hair now dry and
sort of fluffy.

"Hiding out from gramma?" I asked. He said yes but that it was his aunt not
his gramma. "Aahhhh," I said knowingly as I headed for one of the two
urinals where I pulled up and unzipped, the boy right on my heels. I pulled
out my cock not bothering to hide or cover myself. I looked over at the boy
who was looking down at my cock as he pulled the whole front of his Speedos
down to reveal his own little cock and his balls.

"So why?" I asked him looking to his beautiful smooth face.

"Why what?" he answered back, alternating between my face and my hanging
seven inches of flesh which was slowly letting out a stream of liquid.

"Why are you hiding from your aunt?"  He said cause she was sort of a pain
in the ass who mothered him too much.

"We're here on a tour, she's with a bunch of other old people and I got to
come along. It's mostly really boring." He wasn't peeing but mostly playing
with his cock and the damn thing was getting hard, probly from his
ministrations as well as looking at my dick. That happens to boys
sometimes. I commented that he was gonna end up with a woody if he didn't
stop and he smile another big smile then said,

"I bet yours get huge when it's hard."

"Unhuh," I said as my stream slowed to a dribble. I took my time shaking it
off, the boy watching the whole time. As I stuffed it back in my jeans he
said

"I'd like to see it hard mister," then he looked around, saw we were still
alone and turned to face me. We were only about a foot and a half apart,
his Speedos down far enough so I had a clear view of his now rampant little
four-inch circumcised boner and his balls. "Meet me here later, meet me
here at eight thirty." I looked a little askance and him as he pulled his
suit back up. "Please, I want to see your cock again."

"Ok, I'll try, but no promises." His face split into a massive grin and he
actually hugged me. "But we have to go out now, okay?" I said. He nodded
his head and we went for the door, he going first with me on his tail. His
Aunt was right there and he reached out for the towel she was holding and
wrapped it around his waist. That I could understand since his little boy
bone would have been fairly obvious to anyone who gave him half a glance
and cute as he was I'm sure he got his share of glances.


"Thank you..." the aunt said and I filled in the blank for her.

"D, people call me D, its short for Derek," I said taking her offered hand.

She nodded and indicated the boy saying his name was Tyson but everyone
called him Ty.

I shook the Ty's hand then said, "Well I gotta get back to my seminar." I
ruffled his hair and said, "see ya around," and headed off. The little
vixen was on my mind off and on the rest of the conference. As I said, I
don't generally play around with boy his age. It's not that I haven't, I
have. I just don't generally do it but this boy's precociousness had gotten
my attention and I decided that I would drop down later that evening, just
to see how things panned out.

I was there at the appointed time, sitting in a lawn type chair in a small
sort of garden grotto away from the pool but that had a line of sight to
the restroom. I had checked the aforementioned room and found it empty,
choosing to wait outside rather than in for some fairly obvious reasons as
the agreed on time came and went. It was closing in on ten minutes later
and I was gearing up to leave when the boy approached the restroom then
turned and walked toward me in the fading light, his smile pretty well
brightening the area up.

He was wearing dark blue shorts and a white t-shirt with a local kind of
logo on it. His feet were bare.

"Hey D," he said when he got closer, "I was afraid you wouldn't show up,
but I saw you from my room," and pointed at the west tower of the hotel,
indicating a high room. I told him I was about ready to leave and he smiled
again telling me he was very glad I didn't.

"Well," he began, "we can go up to my room if you want, I have my own cause
my aunt has to share a room with another old lady. It was part of the deal
for the trip I guess. She's out doing something with the old people and
won't be back for a while, and she doesn't have a key to the room, only I
do. And the front desk of course," he said with another award winning
smile. "Besides even if she did, all I'd have to do is yell that I'm naked
and she'd practically run the other way." At this point he laughed out
loud, a wonderful high, almost melodic girlish laugh.

I thought about it for a moment. It was a set up for a bust, not an
intentional one of course but accidentally. I figured that after today's
rescue from the bathroom I could talk my way out of the situation if the
aunt happened to catch me in Ty's room.

"Okay Ty, lead the way." Less than 10 minutes later we entered the boy's
hotel room where he seemed to become somewhat subdued, less enthusiastic as
he had been.

"Are you nervous," I asked him and he nodded his head, his flaxen hair
flopping as he did. I motioned for him to come to me then slowly unbuttoned
my jeans in front of him. He watched, eyes going from my face to my crotch
as I slowly unzipped my jeans and spread open the front, revealing the
black cloth of my boxer briefs.  Ty began rubbing softly at the front of
his own shorts as I pushed my jeans to the floor and stepped out of them. I
stood before him in t-shirt and boxers, my cock slowly coming to life but
not a lot. This was still a little strange to me, being with a boy his age,
an age I still wasn't sure of.

Ty stepped forward then and reached out to touch the growing lump in my
underwear and put his other hand inside the waistband of his shorts and
pushed them down to his knees the used both hands to push them to the floor
where he too steeped free. He was wearing tighty whities the traditional
white cotton briefs, the front poking out because of his hard little
cock. He then reached with both hands to feel the front of my underwear,
finding my half hard cock and squeezing it gently.

"It feels so big D," he said quietly. I slipped my hand into the waistband,
pulled it out and away from my flat belly, then tugged the fabric down
underneath my balls, seven plus inches of now almost fully hard man cock
bounding out like a puppy dog to greet the boy. His eyes went wide as he
beheld my thick fat cock, then he reached out slowly to grasp onto it with
both hands, squeezing me gently up and down the length of the shaft. I
pushed my underwear down far enough to snag them with my toes then pulled
them to the floor. Ty continued to grip me with one hand while the other
one went to my balls and cupped and fondled them.

His hands felt strange on me, soft, and smaller than most of the boys I had
been with. His touches were tentative as if he wasn't sure if he should be
doing what he was doing.

"Your balls are really big too," he said in a small voice. He looked up at
me and added, "I hope I get as big as you when I get grown up. I wanted to
see him as well so simply dropped to my knees in front of him.

 "My turn," I told him and reached out to the waistband of his
underwear. He looked down at me as I hooked my fingers then pulled out and
down, exposing his pulsing white cock and balls, the latter of which
appeared to be in the process of dropping. I pulled the underwear down to
the floor and he stepped out of those as well. I leaned forward and licked
the underside of his cock, which was pointed straight up in the air. I put
my hands on his slender little hips and licked up and down his shaft and
onto his smooth hairless balls.

He moaned as I licked on him and all but fell down as I maneuvered myself
and managed to get the shaft into my mouth and suckle him till my nose
touched the smooth skin of his pubic bone. His hands went to the sides of
head and held on as I sucked his little cock, and he began fucking into my
mouth, instinct taking over where experience left off.

"Oooohhhh gosh Oooohhhh gosh," he moaned and I stopped what I was doing
then encouraged him to get down and sit on the bed. I sat next to him and
asked how that felt.

"Oh man that was cool nobody ever did that to me before. What does it taste
like D, my cock? What does a cock taste like, can I taste on yours?" My own
dick was standing pretty straight itself and he reached over to take it in
his hand. I lay backwards, fully exposing my manhood to the boy, then slid
my way up so that I was fully on the bed. I sat up enough to get my shirt
off then lay back down while Ty had held onto my cock, not letting go. Once
I was settled he put his face in close and licked at my swollen cock head.

"What's that sticky stuff, is that sperm stuff?" I explained precum to him
and he proceeded to lick more of it, taste it, proclaim it wasn't bad and
went back for more. He opened his small mouth wide and to the head of cock
inside, his teeth scraping the ridge and causing me to jump until I
explained what he needed to do. He held onto the shaft as he suckled,
trying to get more of me inside his mouth but I was too big, he was too
inexperienced and he choked, quickly releasing me and sitting and coughing.

"You need to go a little slower Ty. Sucking cock takes practice". I gently
pushed him back on the bed and began sucking on his cocklet. It was nice
size for his age and I began to wonder if I'd misjudged his age. I sucked
the entire young shaft into my mouth, again, all the way to his pubic
bone. I could smell the essence of boy, the odor all young boys have before
puberty, which of course changes as their bodies mature.

I fondled his balls while I nursed on his cock and he spread his legs wide
to allow me access to him. He was moaning as I worked on him, his slender
young body jerking from time to time as feelings he'd never felt tore
through him. I allowed my hand to roam up and down his leg and inner thigh,
reveling in the satiny soft flesh.

Clearly this young thing had never been down this road and as his breathing
became faster I knew that he would orgasm soon. I concentrated just on the
head of his cock, sliding back and forth over it, my lips pressed tightly
and increasing the sensitivity. And then he was there.  He almost screamed
out as he raised his hips up off the bed, trying to stuff all of his
boyhood into my mouth while at the same time wanting to escape. His slender
body was all but thrashing about as he came, his head rolling from side to
side.

As with all orgasms it was soon over, although I think non spermers have a
longer one than the rest of us. He finally sank back to the bed breathing
as though he'd run a marathon. I broke away from him and, propped on an
elbow, looked down into his beautiful young face. He finally opened his
pretty blue eyes and smiled up at me.

"What happened to me? I never felt anything like that before. My cock has
tickled really bad before so I stopped playin with it. Is what happened
part of that?" I nodded my head and explained what had happened to him and
that he could make his body do that almost any time he wanted to. He asked
if my body did that and I explained the difference, which got his
attention.

 "Will you do that for me, make the sperms D?" he asked eagerly. I told him
I could but that he could also do it if he wanted to, and of course, he
did. Being a boy he knew how to stroke a cock and grabbed on with both
hands and began moving them up and down.

"Gosh it's so hard and big I can't believe mine will ever get this big," he
said as he slid up and down on my cock. It takes awhile for someone else to
jack me off, to make me cum and so Ty's hands got tired before I was
ready. I gently took over for him and began stroking, slowly at first then
picking up speed. Let's face it we can always get ourselves off faster than
anyone else can. I had Ty turn so that I could play with still hard cock
and balls while I squeezed the weasel and as I got close I told him to
watch close.

"Here it is Ty, it's gonna squirt," I moaned out through rapid breaths and
indeed, there it was. My fat cock head erupted a good six times shooting
thick globs of cum to my chest and down my belly, the tail end of each
squirting continuing to burble out and run down my cock, over my thumb and
get bounced onto my body. As it slowed, I gently stroked, milking the last
drops out to dribble out and down.

"Wow that was cool," the boy said, his eyes wide open. He put his finger in
the slime on my belly and rubbed it between fingers, feeling the texture
before putting it to his nose the sample the odor.  "Smells kind of funny
but not bad like," he commented adding, "What's it taste like?"

I told him it varied between guys and whoever was doing the tasting but
that it did no harm and in fact men and women ate it daily when their
partners shot off in their mouths, although probably more men that women
did it. He elected to not taste it and rubbed it off on his own little
tummy.

I spent about three hours with the boy, the phone ringing somewhere in the
middle, his aunt calling to see how he was doing and saying she was going
to sleep and would see him in the morning. During the course of my stay I
taught him about rimming, which he loved, showed him his prostate, which he
loved even more. I brought him off while I was finger fucking him and that
orgasm was better for him than the first one. I showed him how sensitive
his little nipples were and taught him how to kiss. He learned how to suck
cock a little more, chose not to rim me or feel my prostate but did manage
to lick on my ball sac. He ate my precum but elected not eat a full on load
of sperm.

At one point I lathered up our groins and had him lay on top of me and go
through the motions of fucking, his cock slipping and sliding against my
skin. I held onto his boy butt the entire time, feeling his asshole,
gripping on his tender cheeks. When he came it was incredible for him and
he kissed me hard on the lips, bringing me off as well. We showered a
couple of times and of course I showed him some fun things to do in there.

I found out that he was eleven going on twelve, small for his age by his
own admissions.  At one point while I was sucking his cock and just
nuzzling around his pubic bone I actually saw the beginnings of pubic hair,
those white downy soft hairs that were the beginnings of sexual
maturity. He was pretty excited when I told him about it. We exchanged
email addresses and still stay in touch. He's fourteen now and he's kept me
abreast of everything.

Taking pix with his cell phone I've seen the growth of his pubic hairs as
well growth of his cock, now about six and half inches. I have pictures of
one of his first spermings as well as one where his whole front seems
covered in cum, his as well as his boyfriend at the time.  I've been with
him through four boyfriends and have nudes of them as well as the two of
them together. I walked him through his coming out to his parents and his
parents are considering allowing him to come to Hawaii this coming summer
and stay with me. Since he is currently without a boyfriend, he told me
having my big fat cock shoved up his ass would be the first order of
business. Needless to say, I'm encouraging his parents to let him make the
trip.

I was at that conference for three days, Tyson was the first day and it
took the remaining two to finally hook up with a second boy. I actually had
seen Michael on the first day when I has seen Ty. About fourteen or so, he
was a stocky boy, not fat but certainly the kind who would buff up nicely
as he aged. He was olive skinned with short cut black hair and proudly
sported the sproutings of black hair on his upper lip. He was wearing the
regular kind of swim suit and was not wearing underwear, the lack of leg
lines being the first evidence and the almost clear outline of his cock
head under the dripping fabric offering even more proof.  He was a cute
kid, not drop dead by any means, but still attractive. I didn't really give
him any more thought until we started running into each other the next day
and I mean that literally.

I was going into the men's room and he came around the corner and not
paying much attention, ran right into me. He was flush up against me, and
looked up, although he came to my chin.

"I'm so sorry," he said as he disengaged from my arms, which had all but
wrapped around him in reflex.

"It's okay," I told him with a big smile. I never mind being cuddled up to
a boy, even if it's an accident.

It happened again later when neither of us were paying attention. I had
gone into the little bathroom where I had been with Ty and had just
finished taking a piss. I was leaving and he was coming in this time and
the same thing happened. As I disengaged from him it appeared as though he
had a hard on, the front of his suit more protruded that it should have
been. He smiled at me, apologized again went straight into the only stall.

"HHmmm," I thought to myself. That was interesting. The next day we ran
into each other when he was coming out of the elevator is was going in. He
smiled again but stepped back inside, saying it was the wrong floor. As the
doors closed I extended my hand.

"As long as we keep meeting like this, my name's Derek, my friends call me
D.  He laughed and shook my hand saying it was strange how that happened
and said his name was Michael.  I asked him how he was liking his visit and
he said it was okay although he was with his grandparents so it was kind of
a drag. He wanted to get out and do some other stuff and they were sort of
sticks in the mud. I wondered what he meant by other stuff and asked him.

"Just seeing things maybe meeting people."

"Like girls?" I asked. He said no right off the bat then sort of caught
himself and blushed. I fully expected him to recant but he didn't. The
doors opened and we both walked out, heading in the same direction, and he
asked if I lived here, was properly awed when I said I did and said,

"You could probably show me around a little bit. If I could get away from
my grandparents that is." he added.

"I could do that Michael, if you wanted to, it's only a matter of setting
it up." I had reached the sign in table for the conference and he looked at
me and smiled then said,

"I'll work on that. See you around D," and headed off to who knows where.
I didn't see him during any breaks or over lunch and only got a glimpse of
him with an elderly couple walking into a Red Lobster as I was leaving the
hotel later that afternoon.

He was waiting for me the next morning and we talked again briefly, he
reiterating his boredom and adding that they were leaving the next day.

"Have you figured out how we might hook up?" I asked and he said that the
only thing he could think of was just telling them that he was going to
walk Waikiki that evening and meet me somewhere. I told him that was fine
and suggested that perhaps he could catch me after the conference. He said
he'd do that but maybe even see me at lunch or something, which is what
turned out happening and also gave me another clue as to his motivations.

I was sitting off to a side and saw him in the pool. He waved and climbed
out, once again, the fabric clinging to his body making his boy cock stand
out to a degree. Of course being cold it probably wasn't exhibiting it's
full potential for me. He grabbed his towel and came toward me while he
rubbed his face and hair, the front of his suit bobbing where his cock was
handing. He sat in a chair facing me, about four feet away and asked how I
was doing, what was going one, just small talk. I told him I as fine,
nothing exciting happening, just small answers. His towel as sort of
jumbled in his lap, his hands resting there as he talked. I allowed my eyes
to scan over him, admiring his body as we chatted about nothing. His chest
was adequately defined, his brown nipples being a few shades darker than
the rest of his skin and so standing out slightly. I noticed a slight
coating of hairs starting to grow on his legs as well as his arms and
decided that he was, all in all, a pretty cute boy. His legs moved to and
fro as we talked, his knees coming together then moving apart. I hadn't
noticed at first but a hand had snuck under the towel, just about the time
that he asked if I had a girlfriend.

"Nope," I said, "don't need one of those right now." He said that he didn't
either, in fact had never had one.

"So, then, you're the vestal virgin," I said with a smile. He blushed and
nodded his head and I told him it was no big deal that I had been till my
late teens.

"It'll happen one day, when you're ready." He said that he was ready then
and it wasn't till later that I realized he meant right then and there, not
just biologically.  One hand was still under the towel so being me, I took
the plunge and asked,

"Problem," nodding toward his crotch. He blushed and shook his head no then
yes.

"Ah," I nodded my head sagely. "It woke up and you weren't expecting it."
He blushed again but nodded his head. I explained that it happed to all us
but it seemed to happen more when we were his age.

"Don't worry about and don't be embarrassed in front of me, okay?" He
nodded his head and his hand went back to work, albeit only slightly. I
noticed it and commented.

"Keep that up and it's gonna spit at you." He laughed, a wonderful sound of
a boy whose voice was breaking into young adulthood.

"Sometimes I can't help it D. The feelings get so intense I almost just
have to do it." I nodded my head and agreed with him.

"Or have someone else do it for you." I knew I was taking a risk there but
what the fuck, the kid had a boner, was telling me all about it and all but
jacking off in front of me. I didn't have anything to lose.

"What do you mean?"

"Just what I said, having someone else jack you off, make you squirt. You
haven't done that yet?" He shook his head.

"Wanna try it?" He nodded his head again, this time with some vigor. My car
was parked one floor above us in the garage. "Come on," I said, standing
up. He waited a moment then stood up, keeping his towel in front of his
swimsuit. We took the escalator, then walked through a doorway and down the
line of cars to the end. I always park in a corner hoping to limit the
chance of damage. I hit the alarm button as we got close, Michaels eyes
widening at the sight of it. I opened the door and suggested that he lay
his towel on the seat so it didn't get wet. He did so and was situation
when I got in the driver's side.

The front of swim trunks were standing out, clearly he was still hard. I
asked if he wanted to go through with this, and he nodded his head yes. I
asked if he was a little nervous and he nodded his head and I explained
that was natural, I was a little nervous too. I told him to adjust the seat
back a little bit and he did, sitting about half way between up and
prone. I asked if I could touch him and he nodded his head and whispered
"yes".

I put my hand on his front where his cock obviously was then put my hands
in the waistband telling him it would be more comfortable if these were
down. He lifted his butt and I slipped the suit down past his knees,
reveling for the first time in his naked body. He was rock hard, about five
and half or so inches long and cut. His balls made a neat package, hanging
gently between smooth thighs and some hairs were visible on his bag,
although not many. The base of his pride and joy sported a tight nest of
pitch-black pubic hairs that had not yet grown beyond that neat patch of
early boyhood and started into a man patch.

I reached over and grasped onto the organ and felt up and down it's length
and Michael sighed with my touch.

"You got a nice cock for a boy your age Michael," I praised him. "Nice
balls too." I cupped his boyish sperm makers, eliciting still another sight
as I fondled him.

"I'm gonna make you cum now, okay?" He nodded his head again and I grasped
back onto his rigid cock and began stroking him gently. He closed his eyes
and moaned softly, one hand at his side, the other on his chest and belly,
rubbing slowly.  I held the warm flesh almost upright as I stroked, dying
to put my mouth on it.

"Can I suck on you?" I asked and he uttered a quiet yes without opening his
eyes. I lowered my head to his little one, licked off the precum and took
the head into my mouth. Fuck I love tasting a boy's cock for the first
time. I don't know what it is but I love it so much. My fingers played with
his balls as I sucked up and down in his shaft, his moans becoming more
audible. I knew it wouldn't take long, boys being boys, and I wanted to
watch him squirt more than I wanted to taste his young virgin sperm. I
removed my head and stroked him and in less than a minute he was there.

"Ooohhhhhh" hhe moaned out once as he thrust his hips in the air. His cock
swelled in my hand then erupted in four squirts of fresh warm teen
juice. He didn't squirt far or much, the globs landing on his heaving belly
where I attempted to keep them somewhat close together for the cleanup
process. He lay there for a good two minutes, allowing his breathing to
return to normal before opening his eyes and looking at me through dark
irises, a smile spreading on his face.

"OH man that was awesome D. I bet that's the best one I ever felt yet and
you're sucking on me was so totally great."  He looked to his belly and
added, "Didn't make much sperms though." I took another plunge and said
that was because he'd already jacked off at least once that day to which he
blushed, smiled and nodded his head.  "How do you know so much D?" he asked

"Well having been a boy once and now a man I understand how the body
works. Besides, it's not like you're the first boy who's trusted his body
to me." He asked what I meant so I told him the story; that I was gay, had
been since I could remember and I seemed to attract boys who wanted to
engage in sexual activity with me.

"You have sex with boys like me?" he asked as I wiped the cum off of him
with a hand towel I keep in the car.

"Sure. There are tons of boy's out there who want to know about sex. Some
are gay or think they are, others are boys who just want to get off. All of
them trust me to be gentle with them and unlike boys their own age, I don't
tell others about it, I don't tease them about doing something new or act
stupid and I don't fumble around cause I know what I'm doing. Although I've
been with men, I love boys. I think boys are the most incredible, exciting
and fun creatures that God put on the earth." He smiled hugely at that, a
hand having found his softening cock and was playing with it.

"Can we do more stuff D? Can maybe I sneak away from my grandparents and we
can go somewhere and do some more stuff. That would be so awesome and I
want to see your cock too and maybe even suck on it. I always wondered what
that was like."  I told him I'd be honored and asked if he could meet me
here at the car or downstairs after the conference. He said he'd try real
hard. Speaking of hard, his cock was getting there again and I pointed out
that we needed to get out of the car or he was gonna have another
problem. He laughed and tugged his swimsuit back up and we got out and
headed back downstairs. Along the way I found out that he had just turned
fourteen a month or so before, had been jacking off almost since he was
twelve, had thought that he might be gay but wasn't sure cause he still
like to look at girls boobs and stuff but sometimes he jacked off thinking
about a guy.

"In fact," he whispered, "yesterday when you ran into me I was going into
the little bathroom to beat off and it was cause of a guy." I told him I
had thought so but then we were in the midst of people so the conversation
had to end.

"So," I said, "Hopefully later." He smiled and nodded his head.

He wasn't there when the conference ended so I hung around a little bit
just in case. After fifteen minutes I headed to my car and got there to
find that he wasn't in sight. "Oh well," I thought to myself, "too bad,"
and wished that I had told him where he might meet me later on the strip. I
got in, fired the car up and let it warm a little before pulling out of the
stall and heading for the exit. Fortunately I was going slow and heard my
name called. Looking in my rearview mirror I saw the boy running out from
between parked cars toward me, waving his arms. I hit the brakes and
reached over to open the door. He slid in, panting as if he'd run a
marathon, and closed the door. I let the clutch out and we coasted forward
to the tollbooth where I paid and slipped through the raised barrier.

"Oh man," he finally said. "I had to talk like crazy and by the time they
let me go I thought I'd miss you. So, where are we gonna go, can we go to
your house?" I said that we could do that since I needed a shower anyway.

"Besides, where else could we go be naked?" I asked him. He only smiled

At the house he was as enthralled as any other boy at the artwork, the
sculptures and that's where I found him when I returned to the living room
after my very quick shower.

"These statues are so cool, where did you get them?" I told him the story
at which he was totally surprised. "You know the boy, the one with the big
cock, that's amazing D," he said with a broad smile. Indeed it was I told
him, indeed it was.

I was wearing only a towel around my waist, seeing no earthly reason to put
on clothes that were only gonna come off anyhow. Michael came over to me
and said softly,

"Do I get to see your cock now? I nodded my head and undid the towel,
allowing it to drop to the floor.  The boy stared at it for a moment or two
then said,

"Gosh it's so big. Can I touch it?" and when I nodded my head he took the
shaft in his hand and squeezed gently. Needless to say it grew to its full
length in record time as the cute young teen handled it.

"Oh man I can't believe how huge it is D. No boy in my gym class has a cock
like this." One hand moved lower to cup my balls, to fondle and hold them,
feeling their weight. "You balls feel heavy. I bet they're filled with
sperms. Can I make you cum, can I see you squirt out your sperm D?" he
asked.

"Sure, but tell you what, let's go into my room where it'll be more
comfortable, okay?" He nodded his head as I picked up my towel and headed
for my king sized playground. I turned to face him, looked at him for a
brief moment then reached down and grasped the bottom of his t-shirt and
lifted it up over his head, the boy raising his arms to help out. I dropped
to my knees and unsnapped the waistband of his short, unzipped and opened
them to discover his dark patch of pubic hair. The delicious young thing
came prepared to play.

"I figured it'd be easier without underwear," he said with a smile. I
tugged the fabric down, allowing his rock hard boy cock to out to get air,
the head almost pointing at me. He stepped out of them and I just knelt
before him and feasted my eyes on his firm young teenage body, his boyhood
pride and joy standing at full attention, a slight drop of clear liquid at
the tip further indicating his arousal. His balls hung loosely in their
wrinkled sac, a few hairs sprouting here and there on the smooth surface. I
leaned forward and took the head into my mouth, my hands going to his hips
to hold and guide him. I sucked down onto the shaft, taking about half of
it in before sliding back toward the tip then returning downward. The boy's
breathing had become more rapid, his hands moved to the sides of my head
and his fingers rumpled my hair, tensing and relaxing on my scalp like a
cat kneading bread.  I took in his fragrance as I sucked him, a mixture of
soap along with the emerging musk of a sexually charged boy. It seemed he
had showered recently so rimming him was almost a certainty.

"Stop D," he moaned, "or I'm gonna cum. I want to suck on your cock first."
He pulled away from me so I stood then moved to the bed and lay on my back,
my legs spread in invitation. He scrambled up after me and went straight
for the gold, grasping onto my cock and lowering his mouth to the swollen
head and taking it into his mouth. I flinched and explained about keeping
his lips over his teeth, which he did immediately and went back to
work. Needless to say, the boy couldn't take a lot of me into his mouth but
he tried. My hand had been rubbing along his back as he suckled and I grew
bored fairly quickly. I love having a boy suck my dick but I like to be
occupied with his body as well.

"Turn around and lay beside me Michael so I can suck on your cock at the
same time." He did as I asked and I immediately began by licking on his
balls, the bag hanging down slightly onto his hip. I sucked a testicle into
my mouth and gently tugged on it while rolling it about before letting it
plop out. Michael was licking and sucking and slurping and stroking and
otherwise giving my rigid flesh, as well as my smooth balls, a thorough
going over. I sucked his cock and let my free hand rub down under his balls
toward his center, the boy opening his legs a little further to allow me
access. My fingers trailed up and down his smooth crack and up along the
seam of flesh that ran from his nuts to his asshole although at this point
I had not yet encountered that tight bud of muscle.

I reached a hand over his hip and fondled a butt cheek, pulling it open and
letting it close then finally keeping it open so that the fingers of my
other hand could investigate further inside. Using the back of my other
hand, I pushed the bottom cheek away and exposing the boy's hole for the
first time. I let my fingers trail back and forth across the sensitive
muscle and was rewarded by louder moans from the boy's mouth, although my
cock muffled the sounds. I moved my body downward slightly so my face was
closer to his balls than his dick and began licking and sucking on them
again, this time moving farther down underneath them. He wiggled and
squirmed at the new feelings, the underside of his tender young nuts being
more sensitive. I wanted to lick his hole, I was dying to bury my face
between the soft smooth boy-ish cheeks and pay homage to that temple of
male love.

I pulled on his leg and told him to swing it over and sort of get onto his
knees. He knew what I wanted him to do and complied so in a flash his young
balls were hanging before me and above them, his gluteal cleavage and the
target of my desire. I licked at the underside of his balls, now totally
exposed to me, while he tried to maintain and continue sucking my cock. I
gently opened his up and saw his center, the tight wrinkled muscle of his
boy hole. I raised my head and sniffed, smelling soap, and feeling safe,
let my tongue flick out and lick at him. He was busy on my dick so didn't
really notice much. He did notice when I just stuffed my tongue and began
licking with earnest, attempting to get my tongue inside of his body. His
moans got much louder and he ceased sucking my cock, allowing his head to
rest on my hips as I licked and slurped his core causing even more new and
intense feelings to rip his body apart. He pushed backwards, helping me to
gain even more access, clearly wanting to experience even more feelings. I
wrapped my arms around his hips and pulled him even tighter, blocking my
nose and making it impossible to breathe without moving away from him.

"Oh God oh God D I want to cum now oh God," he whimpered. I rolled him over
onto his back, moved along side and began sucking his cock once again, my
hand alternating between fondling his balls and stroking his cock. It only
took a second before I felt his cock swell, his whole body tense and a long
moan escape from him. The warm liquid hit my mouth with force, splashing to
the back of my throat and sliding down my throat. He grunted and groaned as
I felt his dick constrict at least five times, pumping fresh boy sperm into
my willing mouth. I stopped all sucking motion on the head of his cock,
knowing how sensitive it would be. My hand continued to slowly stroke his
rigid shaft, milking every last drop of fluid his young balls had produced.

I finally let go, both hand and mouth and lay next to him, gazing into his
face, the yes still closed but the mouth open and still taking in air at a
fairly fast pace. His breathing finally slowed and he opened his eyes and
smiled at me.

"That," he said slowly, "was fucking awesome. I never knew my butt could be
so sensitive, oh man D I couldn't believe it when you licked in there. Is
it fun to do it, I can't imagine it but boy you sure seemed to enjoy it." I
explained rimming to him and the joys it produced no matter what end, so to
speak, a person was on.  He rolled onto his side and looked down to my
still hard cock, saw the precum leaking from the slit and asked what he
could do for me, and did I want to cum.  I told him he could do as he
pleased so he leaned down and began sucking on the head, tasting my leaking
precum, and taking the head and some of the shaft into his mouth. He
stroked the shaft as he suckled, doing a fairly credible job. I rubbed his
smooth back as he worked and felt myself coming to the eventual conclusion
and told him so.

"You might want to move your head sometimes soon Michael cause I'm gonna
squirt." He stopped sucking and said to tell him just when it was gonna
happen then went back to work, concentrating on the head and bobbing up and
down on it, his lips tightening on the edges. I got there quickly and told
him so just in time. He moved his head and I moaned out,

"Faster, stroke me faster Michael," and he did as I asked. My cock swelled
in his hand and erupted, blasting globs of cum onto my chest and my belly
in half a dozen powerful squirts before slowing to a dribble.

"Wow that was cool D, that's a lot of sperm way more than I make for sure."
I told him that I did indeed make a lot of liquid and that he would also as
he grew older. It didn't appear that he had lost much of his hard on so as
soon as I cleaned myself off I asked him if he was ready to try something
new. He nodded his head so I had him lay on his back, grabbed the lube from
the nightstand and slathered the middle finger on one hand.

"I'm gonna slip my finger up inside your bottom Michael. It's not going to
hurt at all and if you don't like it just tell me and I'll stop, but I'm
pretty sure you'll find this quite...stimulating.  He said okay and spread
his legs as I lay down beside him. I took his cock in my mouth and began
sucking him, getting him warmed up before moving my hand and finger into
place.  He was moaning softly as I worked his cheeks apart, found his hole
and slid my finger in to the middle knuckle and stopped.

"How's that feel," I asked him although I didn't really need to ask.

"Good," was all he said through his breathing. I slipped the finger in all
the way and slowly worked it back out and thus began finger fucking the
young teen's virgin asshole. I aimed for his prostate, making sure I grazed
over it in both direction and soon he was moaning loudly.

"Oh fuck D that feels so good what you're doing, oh man." I had a big
decision to make. Did I want to make him cum while I massaged his prostate
or did I want for him to lose his virginity in my ass. Both were quite
tempting and I had a though. Maybe I could do both. Since the lube was
close at hand I grabbed it and poured some onto his throbbing cock and
stroked his shaft a few times, sliding up over the head and almost causing
the boy to faint from the feelings. I took some residue and reached behind
me and wiped it across my asshole, then slowly removed my finger from him,
causing a moan as I left him empty. I had him slip a pillow under his ass
and lower back then straddled his waist.

"I want to put your cock inside me Michael, is that okay?"

"You mean fuck you D?" he asked and I nodded my head.  "Yeah, okay," he
said with a smile.

I reached around and grasped onto his shaft, bend over a little bit and
aimed his flesh missile to the target. When I felt the head at my hole, I
pushed backwards and he slipped inside of me. I knelt straight up then, and
began to sit down on his lap and slowly took all of his cock up inside of
me until I was resting on his body.

"Oh god that feels so incredible oh man it's so tight on my cock D," he all
but whispered.

"I'm glad you like it Michael. Now, reach down and pull open your cheeks
for me." H did as I asked and I reached behind me, made right for his hole
and slipped my finger back inside. Over all it wasn't the most comfortable
position I'd ever been in gut it would work.  I began moving on him,
letting his cock slide in and out of me a little bit and just wiggling my
ass around, giving him the sensation of fucking. His hands and moved to my
hips and his own hips began moving underneath me, instinct taking over for
the boy. I managed to slip my finger in and out of him, fucking him while
he fucked me. My own cock was rock hard again and I suggested that he lube
the head of dick for me and could sort of jack me off while we fucked.

I"ll bypass the play by play stuff but suffice it to say that in less time
that it takes to brew a pot of coffee both of us were spewing forth sperm,
Michael's going up my ass and mine blasting clear to his chest. I kept
massaging his prostate as he came and the boy bucked his hips like an
unbroken pony, thrashing his head from side to side screaming out,

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" Things eventually died down and our breathing
slowed and Michael regained his composure.

"That was awesome, I can't believe I actually fucked you. What's it like D,
having a cock up your butt I mean, doesn't it hurt and stuff, could you
feel it when I came in you, gosh your finger inside of me was totally great
and so sensitive when I squirted." I chuckled, which caused my asshole to
constrict and since his dick was still inside of me Michael felt it and
started to laugh too.  I had pulled my finger from him and then the
laughing made his cock squish out of me with a plop, leaving me feel sort
of empty. I leaned down and kissed him causing a look of surprise on his
smooth face.

"That was weird, why did you kiss me?"

"Cause I like to kiss, it's erotic, it's fun." He contemplated that for a
moment then reached out for me so I leaned down and he kissed me back,
broke away, thought for another second then pulled me for still another go.
He broke that one then said, "it's not bad, I think I could like it
especially when I was really hot.

We climbed off the bed and went straight for the shower where we soaped and
played, Michael learning some new tricks. He didn't get to hard though
since he'd already cum four times that day and it was barely
suppertime. After drying off I asked him if he was hungry, he was, so I
ordered a pizza and we sat around and talked, naked until dinner got
there. After dinner we played some more, most of which was un noteworthy
which is not to say it wasn't fun. Sex with a hot young teenage boy is
always fun. They're generally so eager and ready to try new things. I
didn't fuck Michael although I wanted to. He did fuck me again, this time
in the missionary position which gave him all the control. The look on his
face when he came was so totally priceless; I wished I'd had a camera. I
took him back about nine; he kissed me long and hard and thanked me greatly
for making his vacation so great.