Date: Thu, 8 Dec 2005 19:56:33 -0800 (PST)
From: Joey Livestrong <joey_livestrong@yahoo.com>
Subject: toby and the suv chapter 4

(b -- 10yo -- Toby / M -- 27yo - Oli) (please could more
people put this at the start of their story it makes it
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His steady breathing signalled that sleep had overcome him.
The credits for Star Wars rolled and the room plunged into
darkness as the DVD set on standby. I kissed my little
angel softly on the cheek and thanked him for such a
perfect day. Somewhere in his sleep he whispered.

"I love you Ollie."

And I too joined him asleep as the happiest man alive.
*	*	*

You'd think after spending your entire adult life without
one relationship, waking up to the face of another would be
at first a shock. But when the face staring back was that
of your favorite person in the whole world, the person you
thought cuter and more perfect than any other, blue eyes
open and bright white teeth smiling, shock is the last
thing on your mind. I awoke to see my beautiful ten-year
old boy Toby lying next to me awake and looking happy. As
he awoke Toby had rolled over and was now face to face with
me. What a fantastic sight to wake up to, I thought.

"Hi Ollie," he whispered.

"Hi sweetie did you sleep good?"

"Yea but we've only been asleep 40 minutes Ollie."

"Really? Oh. You wanna get up? I could give you a tour of
the house if you want, I've got a pool you know?"

"Seriously? Man that's awesome. Can I see?"

I nodded and smiled as Toby leapt up off the couch and took
hold of my hand excitedly. His soccer shirt still lay in a
pile on the floor with his socks. At the moment all he wore
were his silky blue soccer shorts and the little red
underoos I had sneaked a peak of up the leg of his shorts
while I had been savoring his yummy toes.

His jaw seemed to hit the floor as I slid open the patio
door and he stepped out.

"Dude it's got like a waterfall and diving boards and
everything. It's better than anything on Cribs Ollie!"

It really wasn't as spectacular as he made it sound. The
pool was fairly large about twenty-five meters by eight
meters but with randomly rounded edges to give it a lake
effect. The diving board was a simple spring board built
onto the side of the pool about a meter off the water
surface. At the back was a mound of rocks raised with a
path up it and down the other side. Water flowed down the
center of this, past the stepping stones at the top, and
then flowed over the rock edge creating a waterfall also
about one to two meters off the pool's surface. Behind the
waterfall the rock overhung creating a semi-cave.
Underwater seats were built in behind the waterfall too,
but he hadn't seen that yet.

"It's not that great little man but if you like it then I'm
glad cause I like showing you things that make you happy."
I said almost too cheesy.

"Oh and what's Cribs?"

"It's a TV show that like shows you loads of famous peeps
homes. None are as kewl as yours though Ollie."

"Why thank you young man."

"You're welcome... old man!"

He giggled hysterically at his joke.

"Oh yeah ya think that's funny huh? Let's see if you think
this is funny."

And I made a grab for him. He was though, being the sporty
soccer star, too fast and easily got away. We had a fun
game of chase around the pool and every time he got away
far enough and I was out of breath he'd stop, wiggle his
butt at me, smile cheekily and run off a little more. As he
got to the raised part of rocks he climbed the stepping
stones path and stood with the water flowing between his
legs facing away from me.

"I'm the king of the castle, and you're the dirty rascal."

He sang angelically over his shoulder down to me. No matter
how clever and evil he tried to be, with that face and
voice and personality and... body, he couldn't be anything
but perfect to me. Following that my erection immediately
returned for round two as he dropped his soccer shorts and
underoos to his knees and wiggled his now naked boy butt at
me. I stood there with my mouth open gaping at the sight
before me. I was only stood about five meters away at this
point and could see both of his perfect little globes. They
were milky white and looked delicious. I couldn't see his
little boy hole as he wasn't bent forward but this sight
alone was amazing. I wanted so badly to touch my aching
cock and relieve myself to this once in a lifetime sight.
Unfortunately it was soon gone as Toby crouched down and
pulled his shorts and underoos back up. He ran down the
rock path and straight up to me with a concerned and
worried look on his face.

"I'm sorry Ollie I didn't mean to be so rude I was just
playing. I'm really sorry I didn't think, I just did it.
Please don't be mad at me."

I was lost, why would he think I was mad? Oh it must have
been my reaction of just standing there silently staring at
him in shock. Great what could I say now? If I told him
he's wrong I wasn't mad I was staring at his butt because I
wanted so much to touch and taste it he'd have a major
freak out. But then if I told him I had reacted like that
because I was mad he'd be upset and it would ruin our
little `I could never be mad at you' thing. I had to change
the subject quick. What could I do?

I stared at him a bit longer stalling. Then suddenly a
smirk grew across my face as I plotted an idea. Going with
it, I smiled evilly at him.

"What, what are you looking at me like that for Ollie?"

"No reason, maybe just because..."

And I grabbed him and picked him up in one movement.

"...it was a trick! Ha ha ha sucker you're my prisoner
now."

Toby squealed with delight and wriggled in my arms, not
enough to make me put him down but enough to make me feel
he was playing along. I made a mental note to give myself a
good pat on the back later for getting out of that one.

 "Right, now what to do with my little captured sailor
boy?"

I muttered under my breath. Coming up with a solution I
turned him upside down with his crotch conveniently placed
right in my near view. Now I'm not sure if it was just the
angle but those shorts definitely looked a little tented.
Another mental note for a lot later, Toby likes being held
prisoner. As we stood in this strange 69 position with all
the blood probably running to his head (although which one
I'm not sure) I informed my prisoner of what I was to do
with him.

"Master Denton it has been decided by myself, Captain
Oliver of the high-seas, and my crew of untrustworthy green
pirates (the shrubs around the garden), we will dispose of
you by throwing you to the boy-eating sharks."

Throughout my little soliloquy he giggled and wriggled,
genuinely impressed with how much I was getting into the
game. I lifted him back to the horizontal feeling sorry for
his head although he hadn't complained. Then holding him
like a pig on a spit, one hand around his tiny ankles, the
other around his tiny wrists, I walked over to the diving
board. Just as I was about to climb up on it, he screamed a
genuinely scared scream.

"Ollie no my soccer shorts."

Shit! How silly had I been to forget that, the chlorine of
the pool would have ruined his silky soccer shorts. I felt
terrible and put him down.

"Sorry bud I didn't think, I'm really sorry."

"S'ok Ollie but I'm still your prisoner and you've still
got to feed me to the sharks so you better just take my
shorts off as punishment for being your prisoner."

Wow what an offer, not only do I get this cutie as my
prisoner but I also get to strip him of his soccer shorts.
I wonder if that included his little underoos too. I
decided not to push my luck. I let go of him turned him
round and told him I was tying a rope around his wrists and
ankles (imaginary of course). Then going round the front of
him I knelt down and lifted my hands to his silky shorts. I
inserted my fingers delicately in the elastic of his shorts
and looked up to his face giving him a look that subtly
said `thanks for this amazing opportunity'. Hopefully he
didn't understand or if he did, that he would be grateful.
Then looking back to his shorts I slowly started sliding
them down centimeter by centimeter. As I pulled, his
underoos also slid down with the tightness of his shorts.
More and more of his perfect little `V' leading down from
his navel to his dickie was being revealed. Not a single
hair showed. My breathing stopped as I reached the very
base of his little dickie. From here I could just about
work out the width of his dickie going by the base. I could
only see the

slightest fraction of his little boyhood but it made my
heart stop. Not a single hair graced even the base of his
little dickie. Unfortunately things got a little too much
for him as he quickly grabbed his underoos and pulled them
up covering my recently chartered territory. He giggled and
said,

"Oops my roos nearly came down too then, how embarrassin'"
and he broke into giggles.

I smiled and laughed along with him. I still had my fingers
in his shorts of which the waistband was now coming level
with where his ball sac lay. Then starting to sense a sort
of awkward moment I pulled the shorts gracefully the rest
of the way down and he lifted his cute little feet
gracefully out of them. Stepping aside I picked them up and
placed them on a nearby lounger where they would be safe
from splashes and damage. Looking back at Toby I noticed a
bigger lump in his underoos than there had been before and
it was pointing straight out towards me. My erection was
once again straining on my boxer shorts and jeans at the
sight of him stood in a little pair of rather small red
bikini briefs with a cute little erection.

I looked up to his face and he was bright red with
embarrassment. He obviously had seen I was staring at his
little dickie and he was feeling ashamed of having an
erection. I felt bad for him as I was kind of responsible
for causing it. Should I just ignore it? If I did that he'd
probably be worried I was saving it for later to tell him
off about it or something. I looked up to his face again
and although his body still stood in character, his face
really didn't want to play. His head was hung low and he
looked very sad.

"Hey don't worry little guy, I'm not gonna make fun of ya."

He whispered back almost inaudibly that it was an accident
and he was really sorry and that he kept getting as he
called them "woodys" recently.

"Yeah that'll happen dude anyway I won't tell anyone,
promise. Ok?"

"Thanks Ollie..."

He smiled at me an incredibly trusting smile. Then his face
went serious.

"... I mean Captain Oliver of the High-Seas Sir!"

I smiled at his ability and keenness for this game.

"Master Toblerone, as punishment for hiding stolen treasure
in your underoos and disguising it as your `woody' I hereby
declare you shall walk the plank!"

Toby bowed his head and walked very slowly, and a lot like
a penguin toward the diving board. Obviously his ankles
were still imaginarily tied together. What a great little
actor he is, I made a third mental note of the day to ask
him about stage school later on. Being tied, unfortunately
he was unable to climb up onto the board so I assisted
lifting him, one hand placed conveniently on his cute butt
and one under his far armpit. I picked him up still amazed
at how light he was, onto the diving board. My hand on his
butt covered both cheeks he was so small.

When he was safely on the diving board I went to the pool
and peered over the edge into the water.

"Jeepers those sharks look hungry tonight, they're gonna
make painful work of you slave."

Breaking out of character for a moment he turned and stared
at me, hand camply placed on his hip.

"Really Ollie? `Jeepers'? What is this the sixties?!"

I burst out laughing at his criticism and he soon followed
giggling along at his own wit. As I regained my sanity I
continued the game.

"Slave number no one cares... As punishment for your
complete and utter lack of respect for punishment-by-boy-
eating-shark... I hereby declare you shall face the
embarrassment of taking the jump... without the modesty of
your roos. Ha!"

Toby's face turned a pale crimson incredibly quickly.

"Because I am the favorite Captain of the high-seas I will
grant you some modesty of retying your hands at the front
of your body. So long as when you are being munched by
sharks you shout "Captain Oliver is the greatest!"."

He nodded quickly and I went over to untie his imaginarily
tied hands. As I removed my hands he brought them back to
his side and shook them freely as if to get the blood back
in his hands. What a cute little guy he is. Then gently I
took them back and tied them imaginarily around the front
of his body. I decided to be fair to him and whisper in his
ear that he didn't have to if he didn't want to. He giggled
and said he didn't mind as long as I didn't laugh or make
fun at what he looked like. As if! I thought. Standing
behind him one leg each side of the board I was about face
level with the small of his back.

Crouching down a bit I ran my fingers up his thighs. He
stood perfectly still, the perfect prisoner. Then as my
fingers reached the waistband of his underoos I slid the
tips of them inside. Then slowly and gently I guided the
cotton underpants down over my boy's silky bubble butt. I
was mesmerized by the two cheeks being presented. His
little boy crack looked heavenly and as the full thing came
into view I had to mentally restrain myself to stop my
tongue burying itself in that delicious crevice.

"You ok Ollie?"

His little voice awoke me from my trance.

"Yeah buddy why?"

"Your breathing went all funny."

"Oh sorry, just never pulled anyone's roos off before."

As they reached his feet he stepped out of them still
managing to look like he was tied at the feet. I stood up
to admire the sheer beauty of his naked rear form. He
looked amazing. My mouth watered at the sight of him.

"So Captain Sir, you gonna make me walk now? Or spare my
life at the last minute for a cuddle?"

A cuddle? I wondered to myself. He was offering me a cuddle
rather than being thrown to the sharks. My little boy,
completely naked wished for a cuddle rather than a splash?
Hmm what would you choose? I went for the sharks.

Just kidding.

"I suppose I could let you off this once sailor but you
must promise any treasure you find must be shown to me, not
hidden in your 'roos. Now this cuddle you were talking
about..."

Toby jumped off the board and straight up to me, his hands
still covering his most private parts.

"What happened to your ropes sailor?"

"Err, they were magic ropes, disappeared when you set me
free Sir!"

I loved his imagination.

Then as he stood in front of me slowly his hands moved away
and my eyes fixed on what was about to appear. There hung
the most beautiful little boy dick I had ever seen. It was
long and thin, uncut with a pale foreskin that just
slightly overhang enough to close at the end. It was about
1 and a half inches long, not erect, and below, his little
ball sac hung tightly against his body. He was perfect in
every imaginable form.

He raised his arms up to me like a toddler would wishing to
be picked up. Hoping not to look too perverted I diverted
my gaze from his gorgeous little boyhood. My hands slid
into his armpits and lifted. He rose up easily, and wrapped
his legs around my waist. His little boydick pressed up
against my t-shirt. His arms wrapped around my neck and
gently he laid his head on my shoulder.

"Do I look Ok Ollie?", he whispered in my ear.

"You look amazing Tobster, I think you're perfect."

He smiled brightly and snuggled up closer. I walked over to
the edge of the pool and slowly lowered myself down, trying
desperately not to lose my balance with the added weight
(slight as it was). Wearing shorts I was able to dangle my
legs into the cool water of the pool as I sat with my boy
straddling my thighs facing into me. After a few moments of
sitting there in silence, both of just enjoying the moment
and the closeness, I asked if he wanted to swim now. He
nodded and sat back while I took off my t-shirt. As he sat
back his little boydick lay out across my own covered
manhood. The sight was incredibly erotic and I quickly
started becoming erect. Saving my dignity I asked him to
stand up so I could take off my shorts. As he stood his
little private area, which he had shared so generously with
me, was exactly eye level with where I sat. My erection
burst into life and I was rock hard.

I stood up quickly and walked over to a lounger unfastening
my shorts as I went. This way I could get away with taking
them off facing the other way from him. I decided to leave
my boxers on and as I turned, made a running dive for the
pool, calling out that I was to beat him in. Fortunately I
ran to the pool fast enough it was probably impossible for
him to notice my erection.

The cool water soon sorted out my `heat-of-the-moment'
problem and as I resurfaced on the water I turned expecting
to see the splash from my boy behind me. Instead he stood
still on the edge of the pool looking down at me. I swam up
to him and looked up. My God what a sight, looking up at
the most gorgeous 10 year old boy, completely naked and not
covering a thing up. I took a moment to realize how special
I felt, the fact a 10 year old boy trusted me enough to see
him naked and hold him when most boys his age would have
run a mile to get away.

He lowered himself down and sat on the edge of the pool.
His little feet swaying in the water, his little boydick
resting cutely between his legs.

"Ya like it don't'cha Ollie?"

"Huh? Sorry what Tobes?"

"Ya like my dinky don't ya?"

Shit I was caught, I had been staring too obviously and now
he knew. He must think I'm such a pervert.

"S'ok Ollie I don't mind, I like the way you like things
about me, my feet, my legs, my tummy, my butt, and my
dinky."

"Sorry Toby."

He giggled.

"Don't worry it was just kinda obvious that's all."

I looked away heart broken that it was soon all to be over
just because I hadn't been able to control my eyes. Still
what I had seen and experienced with little Toby was enough
to last me a life time in jail anyway.

"What's wrong Ollie? Don't be sad, I'm sorry I told you I
knew, I'll pretend I don't know if you stay my friend.
Please Ollie, please?"

I was confused here was a boy who just admitted to knowing
of my perverse cravings and yet he was begging to still be
my friend.

"Of course I will still be your friend Toby but do you
really want to be friends with me, I mean it's not very
cool to be friends with a gay guy when you're ten?"

He looked at me with a hurt expression.

"Ollie I don't care what's cool or not, all I know is when
I'm with you, you make all my problems go away. You're my
best friend Ollie and I think it's nice you're gay, it
means you can like me in a special way."

I smiled up at him amazed at how adult he was mentally.

"I'll always be your friend Toby, always."

 "Want a cuddle of me Ollie?"

I nodded and smiled happily at him. I was so pleased to
have found such a super boy. Just as I was about to lift
him up he leaned back away from me.

"Ollie, one problem, will you err... keep hold of me in the
water please?"

"Sure buddy, why?" I asked confused.

"Coz I can't really swim."

I agreed although slightly confused as a few minutes ago he
had been ready to walk the plank and hadn't mentioned it
then. He obviously sensed my confusion and start giggling
uncontrollably. His little `dinky' bounced up and down
gently as he rolled around the floor laughing his head off.

"'K, I lied, I just wanted an excuse to cuddle up to you in
the water Ollie."

I laughed as well and grabbed his feet.

"Right sailor you're in for it now."

He squealed with delight and wriggled uncontrollably. He
lay on the ground on his back and in one fluid motion I
lifted my self out of the pool until I was on my hands and
knees over him.

"This shark's gonna get you know sailor."

And I bent down pretending to bite chunks out of his body.
These soon turned to kisses and I began kissing him all
over as he continued to giggle, but now lying still giving
me full access to him. I kissed him all over, sucking on
each nipple, kissing under each armpit, tasting each little
toe. I kept my eye on his boyhood the whole time and
shortly into the kissing it began to rise. Unfortunately
Toby's hands quickly covered it up and he rolled on to his
front as my mouth had started to head towards his little
boydick. I guess he wasn't ready for that much with me yet,
and I felt bad about putting him in that awkward position.

I continued to place my shark kisses allover his back and
the back of his legs and neck. I stopped a minute looking
at his perfect little silky white boy butt. He looked
around and followed my gaze.

"I don't mind if you, I mean sharks like eating little
boybutts, if they don't think it's too gross?"

I beamed an ecstatic smile back to him and starting at the
back of his neck worked my way in a zigzagged line down his
back. Reaching his boybutt I sighed and began placing
gentle kisses on each cheek. I held them for longer than
normal savoring the exquisite taste of both globes. He laid
patiently smiling back at me his head twisted sideways to
watch what I was doing. His face showed signs of
contentment and pleasure.

A few minutes of that and I began to move towards the
centre of his boybutt. Starting at the top of his crack I
began kissing, and nuzzling my nose gently between his
cheeks, slowly working my way downwards. I always wondered
if it would smell bad down there, the idea of unwiped crap
even on a boy really didn't appeal to me. He smelled fresh
and clean though with a hint of boysweat that made it even
more divine.

My hands moved to his cheeks and ever so slowly and gently
began to spread them. I sat back a bit and `wowed' at the
sight of his hidden rosebud. It was perfect, slightly pink
and not a trace of dirt or hair around it. It looked so
small and delicate, and thoughts I had ever had of being
inside their one day with my large dick were soon being
reevaluated. Surely it would never fit in there. I decided
we would cross that bridge if and when we came to it. I
placed a kiss directly on his hole and held it there. He
sighed loudly and closed his eyes with the new feelings he
was experiencing. Then starting at the base of his ballsac
I slowly let my tongue run up, over that sensitive area of
flesh between the testicles and the rosebud. The second my
tongue made contact with his delicate little rosebud Toby
gasped and arched his back.

"Wow Ollie." He whispered to me.

Feeling like a million dollars at the fact the ultimate boy
of my dreams was lying naked beneath me as my tongue ran
across his most private orifice; I began to pleasure him to
the best of my abilities in thanks. His head flung back and
his little hands gripped the tiled flooring, trying to gain
control of the incredible feelings traveling through his
body. He started to rock slowly up and down, pushing his
butt back into me. I curled my tongue into a strong dagger
shape and gently pressed it against his hole. Toby tensed
and held still as his hole very slowly started to stretch
against my spit-lubricated tongue. I was ready to stop at
the first sign of discomfort but as of yet the smile had
not left his face. I applied a little more pressure and
suddenly he relaxed his hole. My tongue slid in as far as
it would go in one movement and he moaned loudly. I was
afraid I'd hurt him. Holding still his ring clamped down on
my tongue as it became accustomed to the intruder.

Then after about a minute Toby began to slowly start
pushing his butt back up to me and then equally as slowly
pulling away. My tongue started to slide gently out of his
butt and just before it escaped completely he pushed back
against it. He had got a rhythm going and was becoming
quite a pro at it. I just stay hunched above him enjoying
immensely the feeling and taste of Toby's lovehole clamped
around my tongue. I put my hands on the sides of his hips
to control his movement as he was starting to get a little
wild and realized his movement on the floor. The thrusting
was not just to aid my tongue but also to provide some
contact between his `dinky' and the marble tile floor.

"Please... don't stop... Ollie... feels so... great."

I wasn't about to stop, nights and nights of fantasies were
coming true. This precious little boy was making it all
happen just for me. My cock was as hard as ever and begging
to be relieved. Looking down, one of Toby's legs was
raised, bent at the knee just to the side of me. I let go
of one of his cheeks and gently maneuvered his leg to
between my own. His foot upturned foot was just the right
height to make contact with my 9 inch uncut cock. Gazing up
to Toby's face he looks in too much of a sexual trance to
care where his foot goes and I selfishly put it against the
straining lump in my boxers. Toby was however aware and
opened his eyes briefly to look down at what his foot had
just touched. He then looked to my face and smiled and
closed his eyes again going back to what he was originally
doing. I almost came in shock though as a second later he
began to rub the underside of his foot directly on my
manhood. As he continued with his bodily movements I was
incredibly close to cumming. With the rubbing of his foot
on my boxers my cock began to slip out of the fly opening
until all 9 inches were rubbing bare on Toby's tiny bare
foot.

Moans and groans came every second out of his mouth. His
smile was now of pure concentration as he focused on
getting the movement perfect for maximum pleasure. It was
amazing how much effort he was putting into making the
feeling as good as it possible could be. His moans and
groans and whimpers got faster and louder, fortunately no
houses were nearby enough for anyone outside to hear. As
his breathing became ragged, his eyes tightened shut, and
his head and back arched up off the ground. His rocking
stopped as he pressed his pelvis hard into the ground, and
his ring clamped down on my tongue expelling it in one
quick movement. Not wanting to let my little guy down I
continued to lick around his hole. His body shook, his
fingers and toes clenched and he made the sexiest groan
I've ever heard.

The extra pressure and just overall total sexiness of
seeing my boy having his second orgasm, with the sexy
sounds he made, caused my dick to tense, my balls to pull
up and I erupted shot after shot of cum all over his raised
leg. I collapsed in exhaustion after probably the best
orgasm I'd ever had. I rolled onto my side on the floor and
Toby rolled round with me spooning up sexily against me. My
still semi-hard cock nestled between his legs, still
drooling cum. Being right next to the pool I scooped some
water and washed his legs. He didn't seem too aware at the
moment so maybe I could get away without having to explain
it.

After a few moments I stood up picking up my sleeping boy
with me. Walking to the lounger I sat down laying little
Toby across my chest. He was so beautiful and peaceful just
lying in my arms naked as the day he was born.

About ten minutes later he stirred and looked up at me
smiling.

"Hey Ollie."

"Hey Tobes."

"That was sooooo awesome Ollie."

"Yeah it was great wasn't it, but you're ok yeah? I didn't
hurt you did I?"

"Nope it was fantastic, thanks for doin' that for me I'll
remember it forever."

"No probs buddy but you gotta promise me you won't tell
anyone not even your best friend ok? Coz I could go to jail
for that and I'd never be able to see you again."

"I promise Ollie and anyway, you know what?"

"What buddy."

"You're my best friend anyway."


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Continues in part 5 coming soon.

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