Date: Wed, 8 Dec 2010 13:30:53 -0600
From: Dale Dalton <agdad216@gmail.com>
Subject: The Watcher 7

Please be advised that, in the following story, one will find depictions of
sexual activities between minors and adults. The story itself
and all characters are fictional.


The Watcher VII


Try as he might Ronnie could not defeat CJ. Every time he felt he could
close him out, the older boy found a way to win. He did take him to
overtime once, but that was close as he could get.  Ronnie resigned himself
to the situation and thought, well at least he could play pretty well with
a guy who owned the game and had a couple of years on him.

But truth be told part of Ronnie was focused on something else. The
situation. His closeness. He had been sitting right next to CJ and the
caramel color of his skin, his almost hairless arms, he flashing white
smile, his dark, dark brown eyes.  But more than anything CJ was so
confident. He knew he could do almost anything.  Ronnie was no nerd, but he
knew other boys his age were so much farther along than he was. But CJ
never said anything that made Ronnie feel inferior. He just liked being
right there with him.

They had so much fun they never made it out to the living until the 4th
quarter of the game. Only when Mr. Collins called them out for the finish
did they tear themselves away from the game on the computer. Again showing
confidence CJ bounded into the living room and exploded onto the couch on
the opposite side from his dad. Ronnie watched as, with his smooth muscular
legs splayed, he bunched him shorts and spread himself out in one corner of
the couch. Ronnie could see all the way up inside the leg of CJ's shorts.
God he had to stop.

The game was great, and Texas won on the last play of the game.  Wow what a
finish.

Then it was time for bed. Ronnie was a little uncomfortable but asked if it
would be OK if he took a shower. Remembering the bathroom at the mall, he
just wanted to be really clean if he was going to sleep in a stranger's
house.

"Sure that's cool", said CJ. "Go ahead use the one in my bedroom and I'll
get a towel."

Ronnie slipped off his shirt, socks, shorts and underwear. He was naked. He
was naked in the home of people he had not even met 48 hours ago. Ronnie
looked at himself in the mirror. In time. In time he would be changing. In
time he would grow up and be good in sports like CJ probably was.

Ronnie stepped into the shower and closed the door. He turned the water on
and felt it warm and the steam begin to rise on his body. CJ had one of
those shower heads that you could take off and move around. Ronnie had
never had one of those before. He soaped him body and then took the shower
head off of its rack and moved it up and down the length of his smooth,
almost hairless body. The excitement of the feeling caused him to move the
head of the shower down to his cock and balls. He held the head so that the
warm water pulsed from the bottom up against his sack and he felt his cock
begin to grow.  Taking the soap in his hand, he worked up lather and began
to stroke himself with the warm hitting the base of his young, tight sack.

The door opened. He saw CJ come in.

"Here's you towel buddy, take your time"

NO!!!!!!!

DON'T'T LEAVE!!!!!!!!!!!! Ronnie thought. God please stay and watch what I
am doing. See how hard I am and how much I want to let my orgasm out!

But CJ had closed the door.

Ronnie finished his shower and toweled off in the stall. Feeling the
roughness of the towel against his still-hard boy shaft. It felt so
good. Ronnie closed his eyes, and tilted his head up. His thoughts were of
CJ. What did he sleep in, what was CJ thinking, did he think Ronnie was
cool, OK, or was he just trying to be nice.

Ronnie opened his eyes. He saw the tiny hole in the ceiling above the
shower stall.  That was odd.


                              + + + + + + +


CJ was in the same shorts and a clean, sleeveless T-Shirt when Ronnie came
out of the bathroom. Ronnie had put his underwear and shorts back on, but
were bare chested. He suddenly blushed realizing CJ could see his flat,
skinny boy chest. He felt stupid.

"Hey, ready to hit the sack, Ron?" CJ said as he flashed a smile.

"Uh, yeah, I guess".

"Cool, which side you want", he said pointing to the bed. It's a pretty big
bed; I hope you don't travel while you sleep" again the smile.

God Ronnie wanted to run away. His heart was pounding. He had never known
CJ existed a few hours ago, and now he was about to get in bed and, and he
was already so horny he didn't know what he was going to do.

Ronnie slide in next to the wall.

"No, buddy, why don't you take the outside, I will take that side." CJ
bounced in and pulled the covers up. "Hit the light".

A lava lamp and the computer screen was all the light in CJ's room and as
his eyes grew used to the darkness Ronnie could see the chairs, the chest
of drawers and the door to the bathroom. He stayed on his back, cause he
thought it would be stuck up to turn his back to CJ.

There was silence.

"You like your school?" CJ asked.

"It's OK, I guess, we've lived there since I started school."

"Yeah see for me it was different", CJ began. "I came from a bad deal
growing up and the Collins adopted me. I know I have two brothers and two
sisters, but I don't know where they are. Mom found me and she brought me
here and made me part of the family.  I was 12. I would do anything for
them now."

More silence.

CJ didn't know anything about Ronnie's situation. But he did hear the
sniffle.

"Talk to me buddy", he whispered.

"I have friends, but they are growing up faster than me, and that's not
fair.  I want to play sports, but they are good and I'm not. Now guys who
have been my friends are hanging with older guys. I know I can be good, but
no one works with me. My Dad left."

Silence.

"Face me" CJ said.

Ronnie turned to look the older boy in the eyes.

"You gotta know it will be alright. You will growing and get bigger and you
can be an athlete, just like them. You just happen to be behind a little
bit. Turn on the light."

Ronnie reached over and flipped on the bedside light.

"Lay on your back" CJ said.

Ronnie did as he was told.

"Show me your arms, make a muscle for me".

Ronnie did as CJ asked.

The CJ flexed his arm....."feel this, Ronnie"

Ronnie felt the tight muscle in CJ's right arm. Ronnie felt the warmth and
smoothness, and he felt his cock stir.

CJ put his hand on Ronnie's flat chest. Without saying a word he began to
move his light brown hand across the boy's nipples. "This will look so good
in a few years" CJ said.  CJ's hand dipped farther down across Ronnie's
stomach. "You wll have a six-pack here"....then moved lower. "And you will
grow here too." As his fingertips pushed under the elastic.

"Would you show me what you have?" CJ asked.

Ronnie thought it was a dream. As he slid off his shorts and underwear he
was fully hard.  His 5.5 inch cut cock was pulsing and his hairless sack
was growing tight.

"Do you mind if I touch it" he heard a voice that sounded like CJ say.

Ronnie opened his legs slightly and felt the older boy cup his orbs and
take the base of his shaft. Without saying a word CJ removed his shorts and
underwear. Ronnie quickly looked to see a 7 inch cut shaft and a nest of
tight black hair grouped above the boy's arch of an organ.

CJ wrapped his hand around the base of Ronnie's cock and slowly pushed up.

Ronnie came.

He tried to bolt from the bed.

"No no, no, wait buddy. That's not a bad thing. Wait. Lay back. We got time
here." He heard CJ softly say. Then CJ kissed his left nipple and took the
young boy in his arms.  "Lay back here, we have a lot to do tonight, if you
want."

Sinking back into the pillow Ronnie closed his eyes and felt the warmth of
CJ's naked body against the side of him. CJ rubbed his hard, bare shaft
against the younger boy as his fingers again found Ronnie's nipples. The
younger boy shuddered as the tingle from his nipples moved down to his
still rigid member.

Ronnie felt CJ's breath in his ear, followed by the soft urging warmth of
the older boys tongue there. CJ turned Ronnie's face to his and pressed his
lips on the boy's mouth.  Now it was going so fast. Hands touching
everywhere, but not fast enough. Ronnie wanted to explore every inch of the
beautiful body lying next to his. But his hand could not leave the manhood
he had found. CJ's slightly curved shaft begged to be pumped.  Ronnie
thought he could feel the veins in the sides. The smallish patch of tightly
wound black pubic hair caught his fingers as he tried to comb through
it. CJ was lifting himself off his bed as the younger boy continued his
first lesson in stimulation of another.

A lone drop of fluid flowed out of CJ's shaft and he closed his eyes as he
felt Ronnie begin to move him hand up and down on the 7 inch phallus.

"Yeah" CJ whispered, "do it just that way."

Ronnie looked down and saw his hand around the hard cock and saw what he
was doing.  For his part CJ was now grinding his butt into the mattress as
he concentrated on the job the inexperienced boy was doing for him. Locking
his hands behind his head CJ felt the waves of urgency start to take
hold. Trying not to press, trying the stay fully relaxed so that the
intensity would be the highest. CJ was thinking how this was the youngest
guy he had ever been with. Wanted to grab him and sink his tongue in the
boy's mouth again and again. Wanting to teach him so much.

But CJ resisted. Relaxing. Controlling his breathing. CJ waited. Let his
mind drift.  When the orgasm arrived it was like hitting a wall. He moaned
and his cock spit out 6 ropes of sperm across his stomach and up to his
neck. The warmth could be felt from head to toe and deep inside of
him. Ronnie lay back. Two young naked males. Orgasms only minutes old, the
proof of the last one still deposited on the older boy's chest. The soft
light bathed them in the bed.

Only one of the boys was aware of the small hole in the ceiling above the
bed.