Date: Wed, 15 Jan 2003 12:58:05 -0800 (PST)
From: mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com
Subject: Traveling Salesman pt 1

THE NORMAL BORING DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION, and just one of my
fantasies.  Any similarity to real persons is purely coincidental.
Further, this story contains sexually explicit information between an adult
and a teen-ager.  If this type of material offends you, do NOT read
further.

However, if you like these kinds of stories, then read on and ENJOY!

My days as a traveling salesman take me all over The United States, and
although most of my time is spent in hotels and motels along the way,
occasionally I find a nice bed and breakfast place that suits my needs.
One in particular on the east coast is where my story takes place.

I had been traveling for about 6 days and was beat.  All I wanted to do is
crawl into bed and sleep for a week.  I had no way of knowing what was in
store for me.

I arrived at the B&B.  It was a familiar place that I had stayed in several
times over the year.  It was quickly becoming my favorite, as it felt like
a home away from home.  The B&B was run by a single mother named Susan and
her 14-year-old son, Jason.  When I arrived, Jason was out raking leaves.
He was a good looking boy, dirty blonde short hair, hazel green eyes, pale
skin that looked like milk, strong arms from his chores, and a set of abs
that I had only seen once, but memorized.

I sat in my car for a few moments just casually observing Jason at work.  I
finally got out and was greeted warmly with a "Hi, Mr. Thompson!  Welcome
back."  I smiled back, said hello, and quickly went inside.

Susan had prepared my room, and there was a fresh flower aroma that was
just wonderful.

A developing cold kept me at the B&B a week longer that I had originally
planned.  Though I never like to stay in one place too long, I didn't seem
to mind this time.  My cold was getting worse and the comforts of Susan's
B&B seemed to help ease the discomfort of my cold.

Waking late one morning, I heard the familiar scrape of the leaf rake.  It
was late fall, and Indian Summer had made the day warm.  Jason was at work
in over-alls and no t-shirt, and as I peered out the window at him, I would
catch an occasional glimpse of his beautiful abs.  Jason had begun to grow
up very nicely and I was enjoying his little show.  He seemed to take much
longer than usual to finish the job, but I wasn't complaining.

Suddenly, Jason stood up and turned toward my window.  I was caught staring
at him, and in a flash, I closed the blinds and stepped away from the
window.  Well, if he didn't think I was guilty of staring before, he
certainly knew it now.  I was so embarrassed.  I crawled back into bed,
pulled the covers over my head, and tried to re-capture the beautiful
visions of Jason.

Within a few moments, I heard a knock on my door.  "Come in."  Jason
entered carrying a tray with a steaming bowl and cup.  Hot chicken soup and
Earl Grey tea.  The aroma was wonderful.  The delivery boy was even better!

Jason smiled at me.  "Mom thought you could use a little taking care of."
He smiled again, set the tray down and turned toward the door.  I thought
it might be nice if he stayed and kept me company, but after my little
staring episode, I didn't dare ask.

Then, to my surprise, Jason stopped at the door, and locked it.  Then, he
turned towards me.  "I hope it's okay that I stay for a little while."  My
eyes caught his and I smiled.  He knew the answer was a resounding yes!

I began to sip my tea and a little dribbled down my chin.  Jason quickly
grabbed the napkin and dabbed my chin so gently.  He was just inches from
my face and for the first time, I could really stare into his hazel green
eyes.  Putting down the napkin, he touched my cheek.  If the fever of the
cold didn't make my head warm, having this young boy so close to me did.

Jason smiled again and inched closer to me.  Then surprising me again, he
kissed me.  Backing away just a little to gauge my response, my eyes once
again met his.  I knew where this was going, and I wanted it just as much
as he did.  This time I kissed him, more passionately than before, and I
could feel Jason moving closer to me on the bed.

When our embrace stopped, I noticed that he was breathing a little heavier.
Looking him over now, unembarrassed, I noticed that he was beginning to
swell.  Looking up at him, he was smiling again.

"I'll leave if you want me to," he said.

"I'd like you to stay!"

I drew back the blankets so he could see that I too was enjoying the moment
together.  Brushing his hand across my leg, he stopped at my crotch and
held his hand over my now rising dick.  Catching my breath from his touch,
Jason began rubbing my dick through my white satin boxers.

As he did, I began massaging his back, and slipped my hand into his
overalls to touch his strong chest and those beautiful abs that I so wanted
to kiss.

Jason rose from the bed.  I thought perhaps I had scared him after all, or
that he was having second thoughts.  Instead, Jason...one strap at a time,
unbuttoned his overalls, and let them fall to the floor, allowing me to see
that this boy believed underwear was for sissies.  His now fully erect cock
was pointing straight at me, and I wanted to engulf him immediately.
However, I may never get the chance to burn his image into my memory, so I
lingered for a few moments.  Memorizing each detail, each muscle.

Jason was truly a beautiful person.  Soft tanned skin, with a thin pale
line where he wore his Speedos during the summer.  He was also blessed with
two quarter sized nipples, so pink, so tender, my mouth began to water at
the idea of kissing and caressing each one.

Jason just stood there, allowing me to take in all his beauty.  He smiled
again; enjoying the visual attention I was giving him.  He began to rub his
chest, across his nipples and down his stomach, my eyes staying with him
the whole time.

As he moved down, I noticed the tender strands of his treasure trail, the
dark blonde hairs only slightly darker than those on his head.  Almost too
thin to see, but I was focusing very carefully.  This beautiful trail lead
to a treasure, that's for sure.  His developing pubic bush was curly, but
tight, and just resting above his stiff 6.5 inch cut dick.  Below this iron
love pole clung two tight smooth balls, pink and hairless.  Jason was at
the most glorious of growth...that time just after puberty starts, but its
full effects haven't completed.

Jason's eyes caught mine, and he knew I was memorizing him.  I was so busy
visually exploring this wonder boy, that I hadn't noticed he was exploring
me as well.  I looked good for my age, and although I didn't have his
washboard stomach, I was in good shape, and Jason was enjoying the view.

I reached out my hand toward him, and smiling, he moved closer to me once
again.  I hugged him gently and moved my hand to caress two firm yet smooth
ass cheeks.  I continued to rub his cheeks, and began to move closer to his
crack.  Sliding my finger between his cheeks, Jason let out a soft moan.
The touch made his rock hard cock bounce and a single tear appeared at the
tip.

I couldn't wait any longer.  I had to have that gorgeous dick in my mouth.
I pulled Jason closer, and straddling me, Jason began to move his dick in
and out of my now open and anxious hot mouth.  His teen dick worked wonders
on my tongue, and I could tell from his soft moans that he was enjoying the
attention.

A few more tears of joy appeared, and as each one surfaced, I quickly
lapped it up and savored his sweet taste.  I rolled Jason over onto his
back and really began to give that young beautiful cock the best blowjob he
could ever hope for.  Jason was so excited that he began to tense up.  So
tasty and warm, I wanted nothing more than to continue.  However, I also
wanted this moment to last a while, so I rose from his dick.  As I did, he
shifted his hips upward trying to re-enter that warm place that was leaving
him.

"Don't worry, Jason," I said, "there's lots more of that, I promise."  He
smiled again.

As I stood up, I stared once again at my beautiful lover.  My dream, now
lying fully naked, excited, and wanting me, was almost more than I could
imagine.  My cock, now at full attention was begging to be set free.  I
didn't notice a small wet spot from my own precum, until Jason pointed and
giggled a little.

"I thought that only happened to me," he said.

I slowly, playfully removed my underwear and let my own stiff cock bounce
from its prison.  The hair on my balls tingled a little as the cooler air
of the room hit them.

I moved in next to Jason, and began caressing his soft beautiful hair and
touching his tender skin.  It was so nice to feel his warm body naked next
to mine.  Just then he hugged me, tight, as if trying to hold on to this
moment in time forever.  We kissed again, and Jason parted his lips to
allow me a chance to explore his tongue.

Jason's dick began to pulse against mine and I knew he wanted more
attention.  Not knowing how far Jason was willing to go with this, I turned
my body around, so that my head was at his legs, and my own hard dick was
now facing his lips.  This boy needed no instruction and immediately
engulfed my dick.

At first, a hesitant taste.  I could tell this was his first time.  Then,
almost by instinct, he began sucking like he knew was he had been pleasing
a lover for years.  His hot tongue on my shaft felt wonderful, and I almost
had trouble keeping focus on my own task of pleasing his incredible dick.

We continued this 69 position for what seemed like an hour, though I'm sure
it was only a few minutes.  While sucking on his dick, I massaged his tight
ass cheeks, and began to slip a finger inside.  Touching his rosebud, Jason
moaned and stopped.  He was thoroughly enjoying this and I could tell from
his movements...he wanted more.

I repositioned on the bed and placed Jason on his stomach in front of me.
Then, parting those beautiful mounds of milky flesh, I began to lick his
cheeks and work my way to his glory hole.  Each movement made him moan and
sigh.  The aroma of boy flesh, sweat and the morning shower soap, was a
mixture that was breath taking.  When I finally touched his hole with the
tip of my tongue, Jason lifted his hips to meet me.

I could tell Jason had never experienced anything like this before, and I
wanted each moment to be special and enjoyable.  I reached for some lube
from the bedside table, and applied a generous amount to my finger.  I then
started massaging his hole with my finger, and when I slipped one in, Jason
softly whispered "oh yes."

I continued finger-fucking Jason, allowing him to get used to the many
sensations now traveling through his young body.  Moving in and out of his
tight hole, I inserted a second, then a third finger.  Each time, I moved
in and out, Jason moved toward me to meet my movements.  I could see his
balls tensing up.  Not wanting him to explode just yet, I slowly removed my
fingers and softly caressed his cheeks.  He was ready, and if there was
ever going to be a time...this was it.

Straddling his legs, I pointed the tip of my dick to his love spot.
Slowly, carefully, lovingly, I pushed in my head.  Then I stopped for just
a moment so Jason could get used to the feel.  I was surprised by how
relaxed Jason was, and I was enjoying the heat of my lover's boy pussy.

"Please don't stop," he said as he looked over to me.

I pushed in farther and farther, until the entire length of my stiff cock
was inside him.  Then, I began to move out and in, a little faster each
time.  By now, Jason's moans were louder and he was really enjoying
himself.  I wanted to see his face, so I stopped only long enough to turn
him over, while I was still inside him.

I began making love to him again, and his eyes rolled backward as the bliss
of hot man sex took over.  His hard dick was bouncing with our rhythm.  I
began to rub his tight balls, and that was all it took to send Jason over
the edge.

"I'm cummmmmmming," he said, as his beautiful cock began to spurt his boy
juice across his chest and stomach.  One, two, three, four shots before he
finally began to slow.  Then he opened his eyes just as I looked down at
him.  I could feel my own load moving upward, and began to pull out of him.
But he grabbed my hips with his legs locking me in place.

Wave, after glorious wave of my own hot cum shot deep inside him.  It was
one of the best orgasms I had experienced in a long time.  And I was having
it with the most beautiful boy ever.

The blissful moment subsided and I stayed inside Jason until my dick began
to soften.  As I lay back down next to Jason, we kissed again.

"I'm so glad you're here, Mr. Thompson," he said with a smile again.

"Oh, Jason.  Isn't it time you called me Rick?  After all, it seems you and
I have just done something pretty special.  I'd feel silly having you call
me by my last name."

We kissed again, and then Jason got up from the bed and began to dress.
"You should get some rest."

"I have a better idea," I said as I walked past him, to my private shower.
Jason didn't need a road map to figure this one out, and followed close
behind me.

Once inside, I turned on the water.  The first cool blast sent Jason
clinging to me, but as the water warmed, Jason began to melt in my arms.
He looked at me, and I at him, and we kissed again.  This time, Jason took
the initiative to have a little fun with our tongues, and I didn't argue.

His tender dick began to grow again, and brushed gently against my leg.

"Seems you're ready to go again," I teased.

"Oh Yeah!"  He smiled so big and beautiful.

We had taken a casual friendship much farther than I ever hoped.  And this
late fall visit turned out to be the beginning of many adventures together.

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If you liked my story, and want to hear more about the adventures of Rick
and Jason, write me at mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com.