Date: Thu, 25 Aug 2016 03:46:17 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Player VII

I felt lazy. I didn't feel like going to work and with my job I could
afford to take a day off here and there without a problem or censure. The
day looked to be nice; warm with some clouds and enough wind to take the
edge off the heat. I decided to take a ride so tossed my towel and some
board shorts into my backpack with a quart jug of ice water and some cold
chicken from the night before.

I hadn't been up the West side in months so strapped my backpack to the
seat, fired up the bike up and took off. I rode all the way out to surfer
beach in Makaha then decided to continue on to Yokohama's, the last beach
on that side of the island. I sat and stared out at the aquiline water,
listening to the soft waves as they tumbled onto the soft white sand,
allowing my brain to think of anything it wanted or nothing. I began to get
hungry so sat at a picnic table with my chicken and water.

There didn't appear to be anyone within a hundred yards of me and even then
only a few other people on the beach so I was surprised when a voice beside
me said,

"Hey." I turned to see a local boy about thirteen years old, maybe,
standing a few feet away. He was about five foot three and if he weighed
one fifteen I'd have been surprised. Like most local boys who spend any
amount of time at the beach he was fairly tanned, the whites of his eyes
and teeth along with the pink of his tongue, creating a contrast to his
bronzed skin. He was wearing faded board shorts with a flower print and no
t-shirt and judging from the exposed strip of white skin at the waistband,
he didn't appear to be wearing any underwear either. His body was fairly
well defined for a boy his age, his belly flat and taut, sloping gently
into the waistband of his shorts and into what might be a promising
boyhood. His pitch-black hair was a little long, almost hanging in his
large dark eyes. I saw all this in a flash and decided that the boy was
cute, darned cute.

He approached when I made eye contact with him and from barely five feet
away said,

"I suck your dick for piece of chicken brah," dick sounding like deek. Now,
there was an offer if I ever hear one.

"Hhmmm," I said. "Suppose I'd rather suck your cock instead?"

He smiled. "Da'd be okay too brah, I no mind dat."

"How about if we do both, for two pieces of chicken."

He smiled even bigger and stepped closer, "Dat be mo' bettah.

"And if I said no, then what?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno brah, I be hungry but maybe suck you
dick anyway. If you like dat I mean."

I gestured for him to sit down and indicated that he could have a piece of
chicken, which he took and ate slowly, indicating to me that he either was
very polite or wasn't starving or both.

When I asked his name he said it was Kamana, his friends called him Kam. I
told him my name.

"Why aren't you in school Kam?"

"No want go today," he said as he worked his way around the drumstick in
his hands.

"How old you?"

"Does it matta?" He said that in a friendly tone.

"No, not really."

"I make thirteen las' mont." He finally said. When he finished the chicken
leg I told him he could have another piece and indicated the water bottle
if he wanted a drink, which he took by upending the bottle and squirting
into his mouth so as not to touch his lips to the spout. We both ate
another two pieces with little talk and when it was all finished he
gathered the bones up in a discarded paper towel and took them to a trash
can about ten feet from the table then returned and sat back down. Taking a
small amount of water he did his best to clean the grease from his fingers.

"So, we suck cock now eh?" he said with a winning smile.

"I didn't give you the chicken just so I could have sex with you Kam." He
nodded his head then said,

"Ya brah I know dat but you know, if you like em I glad to suck you dick an
let you suck mine if you like dat." Having the cute young thing suck on my
cock sounded like fun. Finding out what he had under those shorts sounded
like fun as well but where to do it, was the question on my mind and I
asked him about that.

"Come, we go, I show you one place." He got up and I followed him to the
bike where I handed him the backpack to put on. I fired the thing up; he
climbed on and directed me to head back toward civilization. About a mile
down the road he pointed to a small dirt side road that looked no more than
a trail. I turned off and followed it about another hundred yards or so. It
was wide, flat, with no ruts at all and the end was a small grassy clearing
completely shaded by huge trees. It was at the foot of a high rock hill and
there appeared to be no other way into the place but the one that we'd come
in on. A rather interesting little love nest all in all.

Kam got off the bike and un-slung the backpack then walked over to the
middle of the clearing and waited for me. As I approached, he simply smiled
at me, untied the laces of his board shorts and let them drop to the grassy
ground. I stopped an admired his body.

As I'd said, he appeared firm and flat, standing in front of me fully naked
confirmed that. His belly did indeed slope beautifully into his pubic bone;
the latter well defined. At the apex rested his boyhood, about five inches
of circumcised dusky flesh that was slowly responding to the situation. At
the base of his cock was a smattering of dark hairs, mostly straight, and
sparse enough to count if I'd had the inclination. His balls were smooth
and hairless, a round sac beneath his rising pole but not held tight like a
little boy.

"You like em?" he asked with an impish smile. I nodded my head as he
absently rubbed along side of his balls, causing the whole works to
move. His dick was about half hard as I moved in close, looking down into
his smiling face and I grasped onto it. His cock was warm to my touch and
hardened almost instantly into it's full size, a rigid five inch piece of
young teenage flesh.

"MMMM," he said softly, "You hand feel good on my dick. You take you pants
off eh, lemme see you dick."  I released his pride and joy and stepped
back. His small hand took over, slowly stroking his cock as I bent down and
undid boots and peeled them off along with my socks. I stood up, pulled my
t shirt off then unsnapped my jeans and pulled them down, along with my
underwear allowing seven plus inches of half hard cut cock to bound out
like a puppy dog. Kam's eyes went wide open when he saw it.

"Ho brah, dat da biggest dick I evah see." He barely waited for me to stand
back upright before grasping onto my swelling flesh, his grip causing it to
go fully hard in an instant. I reached down and grasped his flesh as well
and there we stood for a solid minute each exploring the other and I can't
speak for the boy but I was getting hot. Without asking, Kam dropped to his
knees in front of me and took the fat head of my cock into his mouth and
suckled it, his tongue exploring the head and cleaning off the precum. He
moved more of me into his mouth, taking in a couple inches then bobbed
there for a dozen strokes making little mewing sounds as he sucked. He then
took my cock out of his mouth and began licking up and down the shaft,
rubbing it against his face as he licked on the side of the thick warm
skin. He finally stood up, and still holding onto my cock stood on his toes
and kissed me, a passionate tongue mauling kiss, his nostrils flaring from
his heavy breathing.

"Oh brah," he said when he finally broke away, "I want you dick in me so
bad brah." He melted into my arms at that point, hugging me tightly with
his one available arm, the other hand still gripping onto my cock like a
four year old with his toy.

The thought of fucking the hot young thing had entered my mind and I
figured that it might just be possible. After all, I do carry pillow paks
of lube in my backpack for just such emergencies. But, first things first.

I dropped to my knees and looked directly at his almost smooth flat body,
flat except for the five inches cock in my face and the delicious looking
nuts underneath it. His cock was so inviting I could almost have just
looked at it for awhile. Almost. I leaned in, cupped his soft smooth balls
in one hand and took in the musky fragrance of boy, reveling in his scent
for just a moment then taking the head and the entire shaft into my mouth
until my nose hit his sparse pubic hairs. I pulled it almost all the way
out immediately, licking the swollen head as I hit the end, then went back
for seconds.

"Oh fuck bra, you suck so good, bra dat nevah feel ladat befo'. He talked
softly as I sucked him and it didn't take long for his words to change.

"I gone cum brah, fuck I gone cum." And cum he did. Not a lot but I felt at
least three small shots of warm boy cum fire into the back of my throat and
slide down toward my belly. I quit movement, allowing him the serenity of
his sperming by not continuing to move about on the sensitive head of his
young cock, and felt his flesh pulsing gently in my mouth, his body slowly
squeezing out the last few drops of his tribute to Eros.

I finally turned the still rigid hunk of boy cock loose and stood up. Kam
melted into my arms, pulling my head down so that he could kiss me,
thrusting his tongue into my mouth as his firm little body pressed into
mine.

"Dat da bes' suck I evah' have brah, now mebee you give da bes' fuck." I
went for my pack and pulled out the small lube pillow paks then returned to
where kam stood, absently stroking his cock which hadn't diminished in size
at all. He led me to a tumble of rocks and earth where he sat, then laid
backwards. He then raised his legs and placed them on huge boulders that
sat on each side of where he lay. In effect it was like a Dr.'s office
table, the rocks acting like stirrups so that the boy's ass was spread wide
open, his dark brown wrinkled hole inviting me in. Obviously this boy was
no virgin.

"Come brah, you fuck me now, eh." I stepped up to him, ripping open a
pillow pak and slathering my throbbing dick with lube. I opened a second
one and smeared the stuff all over and into the boy's tight hole then
slipped a middle finger inside of him.

"Ooohhh ya, brah," he moaned as I began finger fucking him, massaging his
prostate a little bit in each pass. After a moment I slipped a second
finger in him, stretching his muscle out in preparation for the onslaught
of my fat cock. I had a little lube on my other hand so wrapped it around
Kam's rock hard young cock and stroked it slowly, concentrating on the
swollen head and it didn't take a whole long time before he said,

"Oh fuck brah, put it in me, put you big dick in my okole brah, you fuck me
now brah." I was amazed at just how perfect a fuck platform the earth was
going to make as I slipped my fingers out of the boy's asshole and quickly
put the head of my cock in. He winced in pain but said to keep going. I
watched, as I usually do, as inch after inch of my hard flesh disappeared
inside the boy's body until my pubes were touching his skin. He reached
down and put his hand on my lower abdomen where it was touching his ass.

"Ho brah, you got it all in, I took all you dick brah." He had a smile on
his face, and his tone of voice indicating pride at the accomplishment. I
began the process, sliding about half way out before going back in. About
every fifth stroke I ground my ass in circles or just wiggled it back and
forth, causing my cock to bang against the walls of his insides. All the
while, Kam was moaning.

I began to pick up speed. I loved fucking teenage boys and when I fucked
one for the first time, I seem to get hot pretty quick. Fucking outside
helps enhance the feelings, my balls swinging in the wind and all and
perhaps even the possibility of getting caught. You can call it what you
want but I was getting hot. The boy was tight, my cock hadn't been inside a
boy for a while and it liked being where it was.

Kam scooted his butt down further, opening himself up even more and his
moaning took on a deeper tone, his breathing more rapid.

"OH fuck brah, fuck me wit you big dick, stuff dat ting in my ass brah, oh
fuck, I gone cum brah I gone fuckin cum so hahd brah." His eyes were
closed, head moving from side to side as he jacked furiously on his stone
hard cock. I felt the tingle in my belly and knew I was there, right
alongside him.

"I'm there Kam," I whispered, "I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum." I
wasn't lying, I did. Boy did I ever cum. I felt my whole body break out in
chicken skin as my cock swelled inside the boy's tight ass and my body
pumped out jet after jet of hot cum inside his body. Kam quickly moved his
feet to my chest and wiggled his butt back and forth as he moaned out in
his own orgasm, droplets of his young sperm flying out almost to his dark
nipples. His ass wiggling was hot as hell and I felt the tingle again as my
body experienced the brief moment of a second, but dry, cumming. We both
slowed to a stop and everything was quiet, except for our heavy
breathing. He finally opened his eyes, still only about halfway though.

"Doan take you dick out yet brah," he whispered. "I like how it feel in
me." I told him I had no intention of taking it out any time real soon. He
dropped his legs to my side but the fit was tight, the boulders being very
close in. I leaned down, told him to put his arms around my neck and when
he did I told him to hold on then lifted him up. His weight pushed my cock
a little deeper into his body causing him to moan and smile at the same
time. I turned around and sat back down with him on my lap, my still hard
cock keeping us connected.

"Ho brah, I like dis," and he put his lips to mine, kissing me hard, his
tongue meeting mine for a moment then searching around the inside of my
mouth. He finally broke the kiss but kept his face in close to mine, the
ever present smile still there.

"You da bes' mister. You have come back and fuck me mo time, eh?"  He knew
my name but in Hawaii kids often call adults Mr. or miss. At least until
they got to know you pretty good and even then.  Kam sat on my lap, giving
me little kisses and wiggling is slim tight little ass eventually moving
from gentle afterglow playing to serious fucking. How or when we moved from
the one arena to the other I couldn't say but happen it did and Kam was
working on me, his eyes closed, head moving on his narrow shoulders and the
litany of words.

"Oh brah, you dick feel so fucking good in me, mmmmmm, oooohhhhh, fuck brah
I love you dick in me brah," and more. My hand moved to his hips and butt,
pulling him to me, encouraging his fucking me, my own hips moving as much
as they could to meet him, to force as much of my rock hard cock into his
young teenage ass as I could manage. When I finally came it was with force
and fury and I cried out as cum fired up my tube and blasted into Kam's
body. When I finally subsided the young boy laughed then moved his upper
body away from mine in order to grasp onto his own cock then jack off,
coming fairly quickly, the small amount of fluid popping out of his slit
and sliding down the head onto his thumb.

Time passed and after a little more kissing, hugging and holding, my cock
softened and slowly oozed out of him, causing a low moan from the
loss. When I finally dropped the cute young boy off at the Seven-Eleven in
Makaha, he had my phone number and I had his promise to call me for another
hook-up.

"I promise brah. I like you dick too much brah to no see you again," he
said with a smile and walked into the store without looking back.

Chapter II

As I've said before, boys that are willing and ready to play can be found
practically anywhere and everywhere. About the only place I haven't found a
boy that wanted to play was a funeral home, probably cause I'd yet to have
any reason to be there. But I've gotten about as close to that situation as
possible.

I'd been sitting in my Dr's office situated on the fifteenth floor of a
hospital for about twenty minutes of what was supposed to be an hour
wait. I'd had some blood work done and the good doctor wanted and needed me
to wait. I supposed that I could have left but it was that hour of the day
where traffic was heating up and given the fact that it was the beginning
of a three day weekend and the weather was totally abysmal, going home and
waiting it out wasn't an option and there was no place close by worth my
time and travel either. So, there I sat, reading National Geographic's that
were three years old.

I gave him a first glance when he came through the office door, a second
glance when I heard his voice. Maybe fourteen, he looked full on Japanese
and was fairly plain, in my opinion fairly typical Japanese. With light
brown Asian coloration, he was fairly slender, about five foot seven or so
and weighed in about one fifteen. His pitch-black hair was short and spiky,
his flat nose supporting smaller-ish, round wire rimmed glasses; something
else I found to be typical Japanese. I was struck by his voice because it
seemed unnaturally deep for a boy his age, a trait that I automatically
attributed to larger, more sexually developed balls. Right or wrong, it was
my own thing.

He came over and sat down across from me, our chairs separated by a low
table covered with magazines on health and medicine. He sat with his feet
flat and semi outstretched which caused his pants to form more around his
covered boyhood. That certainly looked promising. He made eye contact with
me and smiled, revealing white teeth with a set of those newer plastic
braces. Instead of detracting from his looks it sort of enhanced them,
making him seem a little bit cuter. His eyes traveled down to my crotch,
lingered a moment, then went back up to my eyes. Another smile.

The receptionist called out a name, Jason, and the boy stood up, giving me
a better view of the crotch of his jeans and as he turned, I noticed that
it seemed a little bit bulging and sort of moved a little bit as he turned
and went back over to the front of the reception desk.

"Your mother say's she's going to be at least another forty minutes." He
returned to his seat and the same kind of position he was in before where
he picked up a magazine and begun thumbing through it. Holding it with one
hand, his other hand went down to rub at one side of the bulge at his groin
then went back to holding the magazine. I stretched my legs out, allowing
my own crotch to be clear to the boy's vision, doing a little bit of
flirting and inviting, just in case. The movement was not lost on the
boy. Still looking at the magazine he did the same. Five minutes passed and
his hand moved again only this time it snaked down inside the front of his
jeans and stayed there a good fifteen seconds while he scratched,
readjusted, or just plain fondled. I didn't know and didn't much care what
the reason was. We were around the corner from the desk and there was no
one in the office so were essentially in private. He removed his hand,
glancing at me over the top of the magazine in his hand, his eyes moving
from my face, blatantly to my crotch, then back to my eyes again. I smiled
at him while my eyes did what his had done.

Then he did something that took me by surprise. He nodded with his eyes and
his head, ever so perceptively, toward the door, the smile still on his
face. I nodded and stood up then headed toward the door and once outside
the office walked over to the floor to ceiling windows that over looked the
freeway. A few minutes later I heard the office door open then snap shut.

"Pssssst," I heard. I turned and saw the boy nod at me to follow him. He
walked down the hallway and stopped at a door, pulled some keys from his
pocket and unlocked it and stepped in. I reached the door as he went
through, the boy holding it open for me and once in he closed it softly
then turned a deadbolt.

I looked around to see a room obviously in the stage of remodeling, the
limited light provided by a small lamp in what might eventually be a
reception area.

"My mom's a pediatrician and this is going to be her new office. No body
has keys except these, my mom's."  That said he went on,

"So, you want to see my cock? I want to see yours." He was unbuttoning his
jeans as he spoke figuring that since I followed him, I must be as
interested as he was. He was right. The pants were fully opened, the white
cotton of tighty whities clearly visible. Equally visible was the bulge I'd
seen beneath the jeans. He stepped closer to me, his hand rubbing at the
front of his underwear as I unbuttoned and opened my own jeans and once
that was done, the boy pulled the front of his briefs down, freeing a large
half hard boy cock. He shoved the briefs and pants down so that his balls
were also free from the fabric and allowed me to take in his body.

The boy was hung, pure and simple, an atypical Japanese trait. I was
looking at a swelling circumcised cock that had to be eight inches long and
fairly thick. His pubic hair was pitch-black and mostly straight, something
I'd found fairly common with Asian males. His patch wasn't very large,
seemingly restricted to the base of his magnificent cock. The balls
underneath were smooth and hairless, a medium size. I pulled my own
underwear down underneath my own smooth-due to shaving-balls, the head of
my own seven plus inches of cock on the rise.

"You got a pretty nice cock," he said as he stepped closer and reached out
to grasp onto my dick, his grip encouraging a rapid growth situation. I did
the same, my hand encircling his growing shaft and squeezing gently,
feeling his boyhood thicken and grow rigid in my hand.

"Let's go in the back," he said huskily. He turned and headed through a
doorway, a hand at the back of his jeans holding them in place but not
pulling them up. I could see a few inches of dusky butt cleft on what might
just be a fairly delectable ass. What could I do but follow.

We entered another room, mostly finished, where an examination table
sat. The boy immediately kicked his sandals off while he tugged off his
t-shirt, a movement that allowed his jeans to fall to the ground and giving
me a much better view of his ass. My first ass-essment had been correct. He
turned to face me, his huge cock sticking out from his slender body almost
cartoon like, his smooth balls grazing the waistband of his underwear. I
peeled my own clothes of as he began stroking his cock, eyes on my crotch
as I undressed, and when I was naked he said,

"Lay on the table, I want to suck your dick." I did as I was asked, legs
spread for my examination. The boy slipped his briefs off and moved next to
the table and began fondling my cock, slowly stroking it. He then held it
upright, leaned down and took the thick head into his mouth and sucked
it. His tongue explored my flesh, licking at the slit and around the gently
curving edges of the head. Holding the head with his mouth, he switched
hands and while the new hand held the shaft and gently stroked, the other
hand went to my balls and fondled them, rolling them softly in his hand.

My own hand wasn't far from the hose protruding from his taut pubic area so
I let it drop over the edge of the table and grasp onto him. He turned his
body so that I could have better access to him and I stroked and pulled on
his young teenage monster cock as he continued suckling mine. I glanced
down at the cock in my hand and saw a fair amount of liquid oozing from the
tip so slid my hand over the swollen fat head, tightened my grip on the
warm flesh and twisted my hand, smearing the precum all over the sensitive
glans. The boy gasped audibly at the motion and actually took my cock out
of his mouth to breathe.

"Ooohhh," moaned out, his head drooping onto my belly.

I started to swing my legs off the table to sit up. "I want your cock in my
mouth Jason, trade me places," and I slid off the table. Using the built in
step at the end of the table, he stood then sat on the edge, legs draped
over the side and I got between the smooth thighs, opened them up and dove
in. I licked at his smooth ball sac, nudging the eggs inside around with my
tongue. I licked up the shaft then moved to the side of the table where I
had full access to him.

"God you've got a huge cock for a boy your age, how old are you?" He smiled
and told me he'd be fourteen in a week then said he got lots of comments
from boys in his gym class, having the biggest cock among them, a fact I
had no doubt was true. I held the pulsing thick boy dick in my hand and
took the head into my mouth along with about two inches of the shaft. While
I'm pretty good at sucking cock, this one was one of the bigger ones in my
experience and taking more than I did would be difficult if not
impossible. Jason lay back on the table while I paid homage to his award
winning boyhood, stroking him as I suckled the upper regions of his
cock. As with most young teenage boys, it didn't take long and there was
little warning. One minute I was stroking and sucking the next I felt his
body stiffen, the thick cock in my hand swell and I quickly moved my head.

"Oooohhhhhh," he moaned as the water hose in my hand almost exploded. A
thick ropy strand of cum fired out the slit and landed on his slim chest
between small nipples. The second jet did the same, the third one didn't go
as far, the fourth less than that. The rest of the squirts were more like
gurgles, spitting out little globs that barely cleared the head or just
oozing out the slit, sliding down the head and dripping on my fingers or
his heaving belly.  The boy made a pretty fair amount of sperm for a
youngster. Things were quiet for a moment as his breathing then he finally
opened his eyes and smiled.

"That was pretty fun," he said as he sat up. Looking down at his messy
torso he asked me to get some paper form the bathroom around the
corner. When I returned he was standing up, his cock having softened to
about half way. I cleaned him off, and he allowed me the liberty of doing
so commenting that he sort of liked that, nobody had done if for him
before. When I was done he asked if I wanted to cum. When I told him it
wasn't necessary, and it wasn't, he almost insisted.

"I love watching another guy shoot and I'd really like to make you do it."
I knew that it would take forever but I also wanted to have him touch me,
to stoke me so I agreed and lay back on the table. He went to work
immediately, stroking the shaft, licking at the head, sucking on it for a
few minutes at a time while I went about playing with his cock and causing
it to grow back to it's full length. My other hand went between my legs,
pulling and squeezing on my balls. I finally had to take over the stroking
while Jason did my balls and eventually I came, my own cum shooting like
always to my chest and all over the front of my body. Jason was impressed.

"Ho, that's a lot of sperm," he said. "I never seen that much. Of course I
haven't seen all that much `cept mine but still." He brought me more paper
and took the liberty of cleaning me off, doing so gently and with care. We
were left with my dick slowly drooping and his fully raised.

"You wanna cum again?" I asked him. He smiled, looked at his watch and said
he had about fifteen more minutes before his mom would be ready to go so
yeah, he'd love to come again. I asked him he had last showered and since
he'd had swimming after school, it had been about ninety minutes before.

"Have you ever been rimmed?" He had a questioning look on his face as he
shook his head no. I told him to turn around and lay across the table and
when he did as I asked I got to my knees behind him, and rubbed and
squeezed on his butt, finding it fairly firm. I licked up and down his
gluteal cleavage, trying to get underneath to lick at the underside of his
soft sensitive balls. He spread his legs further for me to do just that and
when I reached them his knees sagged slightly. I placed my hands on each
cheek and peeled the orbs open, revealing his dark wrinkled inner core. I
sniffed once, detected a very slight musky odor, a little chlorine and, of
course, healthy ripe boy and then I dove in.

I licked at his tight hole, flicking my tongue on it and all around
it. This was Jason's first rim job and he appeared to fall in love with it
right away, pushing his ass backward to open himself up even more. He even
reached behind and pulled open one cheek allowing my hand to snake between
his legs and do a stroke from behind on his big thick young teenage boy
hard cock. He began moaning loudly as I worked him and once again, it
didn't take a very long time before he almost yelled out that he was
cumming.

I stroked him harder, worked at trying to force my tongue up inside his
asshole and felt the muscle constrict with each squirt, his cock doing the
same thing in my hand.

Later, as we dressed, I asked if he'd ever had a lover. He said no, that
he'd only played with a friend of his but that another friend had been with
an older guy, which is why he decided to flirt with me to see what
happened.

"So you've never fucked a guy or been fucked, is that right?"

"No I haven't but I really want to try it. My main friend isn't really
interested and my other friend, well, he's got someone so I guess I'll have
to wait."

"How would you feel about hooking up with me?" I asked him. His face
lighting up told me his answer. We found a piece of paper and pencil and I
gave him my cell number and we ended our little interlude with his
promising to call me soon so we could get together.

My blood tests turned out to be okay, no problems but I won't say the time
waiting was wasted by any means.

Chapter III

I was at the grocery store doing some long put off restocking of my larder
and as such had a cart filled to the top. The bag boy, a really cute young
local Hapa (Hawaiian-mix) lad named Makena, had been a passing acquaintance
in the store for more than a year and often chatted with me if he had the
time and the chance. On this particular day he was bagging and when he
asked if I wanted him to help me out with the bags I said sure.

Like so many local boys he was cute as all hell. A medium brown skin made
darker by sun and surf encased a stocky five foot six and a hundred thirty
pound frame. Like many island bois his hair was short and spiky and
bleached a yellowish blonde that was in need of a touch up. He had large
hazel colored eyes with requisite thick girlish lashes, perfect lips and
teeth with a ready smile and a very light smattering of dark hair starting
to grow on his upper lip, a cute boy trying to cultivate that first real
sign of being a grown up.

"I love your car brah," he said as we loaded the bags into the trunk
area. I been wanting an Eclipse, I got a couple of grand in my savings
account, maybe I can make a down payment, you think? I love your wheels to,
where'd you get em?" I told him I ordered them from a catalog I'd gotten
from the mainland and he asked if he could look at it sometime.

"Sure, you're welcome to come over anytime and look through it. Hey, maybe
we could even take the car out and you could drive it." His face lit up
like zillion watt bulb.

"OH man D, you mean it, I could actually drive your car. Brah that would be
so awesome. When?"

I asked him what time he got off that day and he said in about an hour. I
asked if he had plans, he did not. I asked if I should pick him after work
and his huge smile told me I could, his voice corroborated it so I agreed
to come get him.

I was there at the appointed time Makena was waiting for me, the ever
present smile on his cute face. He climbed in on the passenger side,
buckled up and looked around the cockpit, commenting on one thing or the
other, lastly commenting on the intertwined colored rings hanging on a
piece of leather from my rear view mirror.

It's actually a bracelet or anklet and was a gift from gay client that I
had helped get into a condo that he really wanted. I told Makena that and
the conversation change without further comment.

I was pretty sure that the boy had his license but asked anyhow.

"Yeah, he said proudly, "I got it last month when I made sixteen." I knew
that he was probably pretty young but that was the confirmation that I
hadn't had.  I asked if he'd driven a stick before and he said that he
had. We headed out of the city proper and I pulled over to let him take
over.

We drove for about a half-hour, headed nowhere. Talk was at a minimum, as I
wanted him to pay close attention to what he was doing. Traffic in Honolulu
and its environs can be a stimulating experience that requires constant
attention, even by experienced drivers. He'd headed back toward town and he
asked again about the rims and I said if he wanted we could stop by my
place and he could check out the magazine I got them from. He was excited
about the proposition so I gave him directions and he got us to my
driveway.

At the front door I keyed in the alarm on the keypad and we went in,
leaving shoes in the entryway as is customary in Hawaii.

"Want something to drink?" I asked him. He said yes and I offered my all
time favorite raspberry iced tea.

"No kidding, that's my favorite to D." I went into the kitchen, poured two
large glasses and returned to the living room. Makena was looking at the
books and artwork that practically filled the shelves that take up a full
wall in my living room. As I've said before I have a fair amount of gay
oriented literature as well as male oriented art work and that was where
the cute sixteen year olds' attention seemed to be focused. That was
generally the case when boys, or men for that matter, were in that
room. His attention seemed focused on the statue "Afterglow" a six inch
high figurine of a boy sitting in another boy's lap, facing each other,
naked.

He turned when I stopped next to him, seemingly a little flushed in the
face. I handed him the chilled glass.

"Interesting piece of art yes?" I asked him. He nodded his head as he took
a sip then said,

"Yeah, and they're naked too, why is that do ya think?" I explained the
title of the piece and that it was a favorite position after sex, hence the
name, but also a common position for sex itself both gay and straight.

"You mean like, the one boy has his cock inside the other one?"

"Yup, turn it over and look." He set his glass of tea down and carefully
picked the piece of art up, turned it over and looked and sure enough the
boys were in fact connected and he commented on that.

"Gosh the boy's cock sure looks big." I commented that indeed it did,
electing not to tell him that I'd actually had sex with the big cocked boy,
which is another story entirely.

"So, he said as he put the piece back down, "is that your favorite
position?" I wasn't sure just where that was going but I had an idea.

"Well, yeah, as a matter of fact it is one of my favorit. I like it because
it allows the couple to really hold each other and kiss easily while still
connected. It's hard to do that in the regular position." He seemed to take
that in then added quietly as he turned to look at me,

"With girls or with guys?" I don't lie to people and I saw no reason to
start then.

"With guys. I am a gay man Makena, yes." I thought I saw almost a sense of
relief pass through his body for a quick second then he said,

"That's way cool D. I mean, I sorta kinda think I might like guys too. I
mean. I seem to think about em a lot and sort of fantasize about em and
stuff when, you know." And at that he gave the universal sign for jacking
off.

"I understand and you're not alone. A great many boys have questions, are
confused, and have a difficult time finding someone to talk to about, let
alone do the actual talking."

`Did you have trouble D?" I told him that I hadn't, that I knew early that
I was gay. I'd had an affair with an older man who showed me quite a bit
about being a gay boy, not just the sex either.

We talked some more about being gay, including some of the actual sexual
activities, which prompted me showing him a copy of THE JOY OF GAY SEX that
he found very interesting. Of course he wanted to know if I'd done some of
those things and he sort of chuckled when I told him I'd done most of them.

"I can only imagine it D," he replied with a shy smile. "I don't even know
any gay people, well, other than you." He was quiet a moment then said,

"Hey, maybe you could show me about being gay." He realized what he's just
proposed and tried to back out of it with the only kidding statement. I
smiled at him and told him that I would be honored to help him if he
decided that was what he wanted to do.

"It's kind of embarrassing talking about it like that, ya know. I mean, I
wouldn't even know where to start and I think I might feel sort of weird."

"HHmmm, I can understand how you might feel. Tell you what. I'm hot and
sort of sweaty. What do you think about taking a swim?" He said he didn't
have any board shorts with him and I told him I probably had some that
would fit him but hey, considering the discussion we'd just had, perhaps
not wearing board shorts would be an option. He considered that offer for a
moment then nodded his head.

"Okay." I stood up, said to follow me, and headed out through the sliding
glass doors from my dining room. Once outside, I pulled a couple of towels
from an outdoor cabinet and tossed them on a chaise lounge then began
pulling my clothes off and dropping them on the concrete that bordered the
pool. I didn't watch Makena, wanting to allow him some privacy but just
went about my business and once nude, took three steps and dove into the
pool, surfacing in the middle. I turned back to where I'd come from, saw
him mid dive and in a millisecond he was under water, surfacing close to
where I was treading water. He had a smile on his cute face and said that
he'd needed that, the cool water. I agreed with him then started for the
side of the pool where I stood feet flat in the water. Makena followed me
but being shorter he had to continue treading water. I reached out toward
him, encouraging him to come closer, which he did.

I took an arm and placed it around my neck at the same time telling him to
put his legs around me. When he did so, our faces were only inches apart.

"There," I said, "now you don't have to waste a bunch of energy staying
afloat."  I could feel his balls against me and slipped my hands under the
water, one to hold him at the back, the other going underneath and holding
his slender butt. That got a smile out of him and he snuggled in a little
closer and I felt his rigid cock against my belly and felt my cock thicken
and stretch out in the water beneath us.

"Am I too heavy for you D, I can move off ya know."

"No, you're not too heavy and why would I want you to move. I enjoy having
you this close." He smiled and said that made him feel good, sort of
special. We stayed that way for a few moments, my hand rubbing up and down
his back, both of his hands on my shoulders. I finally asked him if he was
ready to get out of the pool and when he nodded his head I moved toward the
shallow end and as I started out I slipped my other hand under his butt to
support his weight. He got the message that I was willing to carry him out
of the pool and pressed his entire body against mine, resting his head on a
shoulder. Once on dry land I bent slightly to allow the boy to dismount, as
it were, without getting hung up on my full on stiff dick. We stepped away
from each other and simply looked, checking each other out.

I was looking at a fairly firm mid teen body. Slender but not thin, I could
see that his body was fairly well defined, right on down to the six inches
of cut boy cock that was sticking up in the air. His pubic patch, flattened
by the water, was a rectangle at the base of his pride and joy, wider than
it was high, black as night but seemingly a tidy nest. His balls looked
like they were mostly hairless and were a round sac beneath his cock, not
hangers like mine tended to be and not held tight like a little boy. All in
all it was a nice sexy package.

"Jeez D your cock is so huge. Gosh it makes mine look like a little kids."
He stepped closer. "Can I?" he asked extending his hand forward slightly. I
nodded my head and he grasped onto my dick and like any other boy or man,
he squeezed it gently up and down the full seven plus inches of its hard
length. In turn, I took hold of his dick and did the same thing, causing
his breathing to come a little quicker. His hand moved to my balls where he
hefted and fondled the package, commenting on how large and heavy they
felt.

"I bet you blast a lot of cum," he said, almost in awe.

"Keep this up and you'll find out," I responded to which he chuckled,

"Me too." I decided to accelerate matters so got on one knee and pulled the
rampant piece of flesh downward then leaned in and took the satiny head
into my mouth. Makena let out a moan as he experienced the long dreamed of
first blowjob. I bobbed on his dick, taking most of it into my mouth, the
head banging off the back of my throat on the down gulp. I held onto the
shaft and stroked it while I suckled him, my other hand squeezing and
tugging on his nuts. The boy put his hands on my head and began the time
eternal movement, slowly fucking into my mouth. I wanted to watch him cum
as I usually do the first time with a new boy. I loved watching them unload
their fresh young teenage sperm, watching the expressions on their smooth
faces as they make their first tribute to Venus at my touch.

I stood up and led him to where the towels were, handing him one and taking
one for myself and doing a quick dry. Makena did the same then I laid him
on a chaise lounge and went back to work, resting my head on his taut belly
while I sucked and stroked his pulsing boy cock.

"Fuck D I'm gonna shoot really fast." I continued my efforts for a moment
or two then removed my head and stroked his cock a little faster, making
his balls jump with each stroke and bringing the boy to his crisis. I felt
the flesh thicken in my hand and Makena moaned out his ugggs and oohhh's
and ahhh's as his teenage cock erupted, his body pulsing out three solid
jets of sperm then slowing down to four more squirts that diminished in
strength and volume until his penis slit was simply oozing the thin white
fluid of his balls and prostate down over my thumb. I allowed my hand to
glide up over the head of his cock, gently rubbing his cum all over the
sensitive glans. That lasted about three seconds before he started giggling
for me to stop. It takes some practice to hold still while someone else
does that too you, something he might eventually learn.

"Fuck that was awesome," he said between panting breaths. I smiled then
leaned down and licked the cooling sperm from where the first two jets
landed between his small brown nipples.

"What's it taste like, someone else's cum?"

"Just like your own," I smiled at him, the smile I received back telling me
that he's sampled his own wares. I grabbed a towel and wiped him down,
being extra gentle with his slowly softening cock. When I was done I got up
and went into the house and brought out our glasses of iced tea, refilled
of course. Makena was still lounging in the same spot, his cock having
returned to almost its deflated state, his breathing likewise. His eyes
were closed against the sun but opened when I said,

"Here." He took the drink and sipped it then went on to say that what I had
done was the best feelings he had in a long time and thanked me for doing
it to him. I thanked him for allowing me to do it.

"So, can I try sucking on your cock D? I never done it before so you'd have
to show me but I think I want to try it." Riiiiiight. And I'm gonna say no
to a cute young teenage boy who wants to put my cock in his mouth. I was
sure my dick twitched in anticipation.

"Sure," I said to him. "Why don't we go into my room though? It would be
much more comfortable."

Laying on my bed, Makena gasped onto my cock and stroked it a few times
before leaning down to take it into his mouth. I reminded him to cover his
teeth with his tongue which he did before taking the swollen head into his
mouth. He bobbed there for about a minute before stopping because his mouth
got sore from keeping it open so wide for so long. I could understand that
as it took everybody practice to give a good long blowjob.

"I'm sorry D but my mouth hurts too much. I wanted to make you cum."

"Don't worry about it kiddo," I told him.  "As for making me cum there are
plenty of other things that we can do."  I pulled the lube from my
nightstand and poured it on the head of my cock and down the shaft. "There,
wanna jack me off?" He smiled and nodded his head then grasped onto my cock
and began stroking it.

"Damn it's so frickin big," he said as he stroked. I told him how to
squeeze and work on just the head and he took to it like a duck to
water. It didn't take a whole long time before I was at heaven's door and I
told him so.

"Move off the head sweetie and just jack the shaft." He did as I asked and
a moment later I felt the familiar tingle in my belly and balls and then it
erupted. I managed four strong ropy strands of cum, all leaving a trail
from my nipples to my belly button, the rest dribbling out and down over
Makena's fingers.

"Oh man that's a lot of cum," he said as he let go of my cock and looked
for some place to wipe his fingers off.

"How about we take a shower," suggested and he nodded his head in
agreement. I got up off the bed and we headed into my bathroom and climbed
in.  I made him stand still so I could wash him, allowing him to experience
that grand event. I went from his head to his toes and I missed nothing in
between, taking plenty of time washing his cock, balls, and asshole, the
latter causing a great deal of comment in the form of oohhh'd and aahhh's
as well as a few grunts and groans. After I rinsed him, Makena wanted to do
the same to me so he did and in the end we were both hard as stone and
agreed that going back to my bed was the best solution to the problem.

"Ready to try something new?" I asked him as we lay side by side on the
bed. He nodded his head so I had him roll onto his belly while I
repositioned myself between his legs and spent a few moments admiring his
butt, the twin dusky orbs as well as the crack. With his legs spread, I
could easily see his balls resting on the bed, the loose skin of the bag
starting about two inches below his still hidden asshole. I loved the sight
and gently rubbed his cheeks, slowly opening and closing them as I worked
his firm flesh. I finally leaned down and licked up and down the crack a
few times before finally prying the cheeks open to reveal the dark wrinkled
muscle of his inner core.

I leaned in and sniffed, picking up a mix of soap, muskiness and boy then
flicked my tongue out and onto the center of the muscle. Of course he was
hooked after the first lick. I went to work on him, licking and slurping
all over the muscle, into the center and trying to open him up with my
tongue. Makena was moaning loudly as I worked him over. I gave his hole the
best or at least the most erotic bath it had ever had. He was grinding his
hips into the bed as I ate him and I knew that he'd cum if I didn't slow
down.

I stopped and moved off the bed only to get the lube from the
nightstand. The boy had rolled to his back and smiled at me through have
lidded eyes as he slowly stroked his rock hard teenage cock. As I got back
between his legs I told him I was going to stick my finger up inside of him
and was he okay with that. He nodded his head and spread his legs wide
open. I slathered the middle finger of one hand then poured more all over
the swollen head of his cock then grasped onto it and twisted at the same
time I slipped my lubed finger up inside his tight butt hole. Between the
two intense feelings the poor boy almost fainted.

"Oh fucking god," he growled in a low voice as my finger grazed across his
prostate and my hand mauled the ultra sensitive head of his cock.  From
time to time I slid down the length of this shaft and stroked it, sometimes
rubbing and squeezing his balls with my lubed hand then returning to twist
my hand around his cock head. I moved my finger steadily in and out of his
tight little asshole and it didn't take a whole long time before Makena was
screaming out his orgasm.

I moved off the head of his cock and stayed on the shaft, stroking it
furiously while I kept my finger on his prostate and rubbed the walnut
sized gland, feeling both of the objects swell beneath my touch. His cock
erupted in white goo, the first jet landing at his neck the other three
landing between there and his belly button and the rest oozing out, as
usual, down onto my fingers. I milked his cock, working to get every drop
out of him as I slowly slipped my finger out of his ass causing him to moan
slightly.

He rolled into me immediately and laid a lip bruising, tongue-battling kiss
that took me by surprise and when he was done he nuzzled into the crook of
my neck.

"That was fantastic D. I never thought I could feel that good. I want to
try that on you. After I get a little rest I mean."

Rest is just what he meant because within about three minutes I felt his
body relax and his breathing slow to almost non-existent. I reached above
me to the headboard and found my cum rag and managed to get between our
bodies to clean his cooled juices. With nothing else to do, I fell into a
gentle sleep as well.