Date: Thu, 18 Sep 2003 19:02:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff Spencer <ecolio157h700@yahoo.com>
Subject: Trucker's Helper, Part 7 (t/t, oral, mast)

This story involves descriptions of a sexual encounter between males of
different generations. Be warned, and do not read if reading this type of
story is illegal for you. It is fiction, and should not be taken as
approval of actual contact of this type between adults and children.
Exploitation of children is evil.  If you'd like to comment on this story,
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"Oops," I said into Ryan's mouth, as my 27 year old lips were locked on his
13 year old mouth. Ryan pulled away from me, saying, "Huh. What are-". Then
he saw the boy staring at us, the one I had spotted milliseconds before.

The boy's eyes went from our faces, too close together to be anything but
intimate, to Ryan's lap, where his stiff cock was easily breaking the
surface of the water, then to our tangled underpants, mingling together
like 2 illicit cotton lovers, then back to our faces. It was then that I
noticed the front of the boy's gym shorts tenting out. He was getting
turned on! The boy was the first to break the tension of the scene.

"Umm, I, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spy! I brought you all some towels,
most guests forget to bring one and get cold...uhh, please don't tell Uncle
Hap! He'll beat me-" The boy stammered out. The dropped towels lay sadly at
his feet.

"You don't need to be afraid," I said. "We won`t tell your Uncle. Is he the
sour-faced guy in the office?"

"Sour faced?" the boy asked. "Only on a good day," he muttered. Then,
changing the subject, he said, "Could I stay and talk to you guys for a
little while, maybe?"

"Sure," I said. "What would you like to talk about?"

"Well, umm, I saw you guys kissing. I guess you're gay, huh?" He couldn't
look us in the eyes as he asked this.

"Yeah, guess so," Ryan piped up. "We met by accident a couple of days ago,
and hit it off." Ryan smiled at me, and nestled himself into my lap. My
erection, which had disappeared at the shock of this boy's appearance, was
quickly returning, and Ryan was taking the opportunity to excite me further
by rubbing his smooth, round ass against the head of my 6" dick. I squirmed
a little as he did this, but nevertheless enjoyed the sensation of a cute,
naked boy's ass pushing against my hard on.

"So what's your story, son?" I asked gently.

"Okay if I sit down?" The boy asked. We nodded, and he sat down on the edge
of the hot tub, with his sneaker-clad feet dangling in the hot, bubbling,
slightly chlorine-smelling water, and the fringe of his cutoffs resting at
about mid thigh on his shapely legs. I couldn't tell in the dim light if
his legs were smooth or not, but from our brief encounter with him earlier,
I recollected him as being pretty hairless on the parts of his chest and
legs we had seen.

"My name's Alex, and this is Ryan," I said, by way of introductions.

The boy said, "My name's Kris, I live here and work here," he said.

"Hi Kris," Ryan and I both replied. I began giggling, it sounded like a
half-assed Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. I started to explain, but both
boys looked at me blankly.

"Umm, I guess, oh, never mind," I said. Each boy looked at the other, and
they both started laughing.

"Hey, I know what AA is, Alex," Ryan said. "With a father who drinks as
much as mine does-"

"Hey, me too!" Kris said excitedly. "I mean, with an uncle who's a major
lush, I DREAM of AA," he said. I could see a spark of kinship flash between
the 13 year old Ryan, and Kris, who looked to be about 14 or so. As it
turned out, my initial guess of Kris's age was right on target.

Ryan began taking over the conversation, since he perceived a common link
with Kris. I was more than happy to let him do so, since I was feeling
pretty beat after driving a big rig full of stereos all day from Flagstaff,
eating a big meal, then lounging in the soporific splendor of this
semi-abandoned spa.

Kris began telling us of how he came to be at the motel. His parents had
been killed in an auto accident a year before, and his uncle Hap was his
only living relative. For whatever reason, Hap seemed to view Kris as a
burden, and never lost a chance to tell Kris how worthless he was, while
reminding him that he was feeding and housing him to boot. Drowsily, it
came to me that this boy was being emotionally beaten down by the drunk
Hap. I'd run across people like that before, fortunately not in my own
family, but it seemed like a story that might be familiar to Ryan. Ryan had
run away from an emotionally abusive father in Alabama, then nearly been
killed by a pimp in Los Angeles.

Kris and Ryan were talking a mile a minute as they discovered many
interests in common, in sports, music and reading among other things. From
far away I heard Kris shyly asking Ryan about what we'd been doing.

"You guys were kissing, huh? I kissed a couple of girls, but it didn't do
much for me," he said. "Is kissing another guy like kissing a girl, or is
it different?"

Ryan said, "I dunno. It's just like kissing, well, it's somebody nice so
the kissing is nice. I guess it'd be the same if you were kissing a girl,
if she was nice, I mean. They don't have anything really different in their
mouths or anything, right?" There was a note of uncertainty in his
statement.

I spoke up. "No, nothing different in their mouths. But way different in
their pants, and in their heads."

"But not better!" Ryan expostulated.

"No, not better, Ryan," I said gently. "Just different." I sensed a hint of
jealousy in his outburst, and didn't want him to feel jealous. "You're the
sweetest, most attractive lover I've ever had," I said to him, and I could
see a tear in the corner of his eye reflecting the dim, distant light, and
a quick, fleeting smile of relief on Ryan`s cute face. I dozed off again
for a few minutes as Kris and Ryan returned to their conversation, but woke
when I heard Kris say, "-like to try it with you, okay?" and Ryan's quick
"Okay!"

I peeked one eye open to see a naked Ryan fetchingly lean up out of the
tub, his lips gently brushing across Kris's, as Kris held his body stiffly
straight. The boys' lips held together, next to each other for the space of
a long heartbeat. Then Ryan whispered, "What did ya think?"

Kris answered, "I dunno. I think it felt kinda nice. Could we try it
again?"

"Sure," Ryan said. "But I have to tell you, I'm in love with Alex, so it's
strickly experimental for you, okay?"

I smiled to hear that. I thought I might be falling in love with Ryan, too,
so my heart was buoyed by the news. Kris replied, "Yeah, just an
experiment, I understand okay." The two boys pressed their mouths together
again, and I heard a guttural moan from one of them, which one I wasn't
sure. I felt a small pang of jealousy that it might be Ryan.

"Wow, that was great!" Kris said, after they broke apart a minute later. "I
could feel that all through my body!" I was pleased to hear Kris saying
that, rather than Ryan.

Ryan said, "Yeah, it really feels great when Alex and I kiss. Sometimes I
feel like I could cum just from kissing those hot lips of his, but then I
end up having him fuck me or something just as nice!"

"Uhh, what's `cum' mean?" Kris asked.

"You don't know what `cumming' is?" Ryan asked incredulously.

"I don't think so," Kris answered slowly. "What is it?" He asked.

"Well, it's when you get this really great feeling throughout your body,
and hot, sticky sperm shoots out of your dick," Ryan added, helpfully.

"Ohh, yeah, I've had that happen, it happens when I get some dreams
sometimes," Kris said. "It feels pretty nice, too."

"Well, that's by yourself," Ryan said. "It feels REALLY great when you're
doing it with somebody else."

"Could I do it with you, then?" Kris asked.

"Umm, maybe, for experimental purposes, though, okay?" Ryan said. My dick
was getting hard at the turn the conversation had taken. I pretended to
still be asleep. Ryan looked over at me with a thoughtful look on his face,
then turned to Kris and said, "Okay, let me show you, okay?"

Kris smiled and nodded his head. Ryan got up out of the water and knelt
behind Kris. "I'm going to give you a massage to relax you first, `kay? He
said.

Kris sat sideways along the edge of the tub, with Ryan also on the edge,
right behind him. Ryan placed his hands on Kris's downy neck, and gently
started rubbing his muscle groups along his neck and shoulders. "Ohh, that
feels GOOD," Kris sighed.

"Yeah, your muscles feel REALLY tight," Ryan said. "Man, you're tense." Out
of my partially closed eyes, I could see him working on Kris's upper body,
and the change in Kris's body language was remarkable. Ryan's hands
traveled all over his upper back, then traced the muscles along his
backbone. "You need to take off your tee shirt," he said. Kris flipped it
off over his head without a word, and it landed in an orange-colored pile
three feet away. Ryan's hands and fingers again attacked Kris's now naked
back.

His skin was smooth and completely clear of blemishes. Ryan began tracing
his fingertips and fingernails lightly over the smooth skin, and Kris
shuddered. "God, that feels even better! Don't stop touching me, please!"
The note of pleading now was even stronger, and he unconsciously scooted
backward closer to Ryan's magic fingers. Ryan traced over his back for a
few minutes longer, then slowly eased himself forward until the two teenage
boys were only inches apart.

Ryan brought his hands around to Kris's armpits to tickle him lightly
there. Kris lifted his arms to allow Ryan greater access, and I could see
he was still hairless there. Ryan's hands continued around to Kris's smooth
front, and he tickled and rubbed him there, too, tracing circles around
Kris's pink nipples. I heard Kris suck in his breath, as Ryan's talented
fingers teased him there. I imagined that Kris's small nipples were now
standing erect and pouting, the rough circles around them wrinkled from the
pleasure he was feeling.

Simultaneously, Ryan brought his plump, red lips to Kris's downy throat,
lightly kissing his smooth neck, and lightly dabbing at his slightly salty
skin with his pink tongue, and nibbling it with his even, white
teeth. Between the pleasure that Ryan's fingers were bringing to his
nipples, and the ecstasy that he was feeling as Ryan chewed lightly on his
neck, Kris groaned and his hand went to his crotch to release the pressure
his immense erection was causing in his cutoffs.

Ryan also dropped one hand into Kris's lap, and, pushing aside Kris's hand,
took hold of the head of Kris's dick, through the frayed fabric of his
shorts, then began kneading it. In a clear case of nature winning over
nurture, Kris groaned again, then leaned his head back to kiss Ryan's hot,
ready lips in passion. Although Kris obviously had never done anything of
the sort before, his body knew exactly how to react, and what to do upon
being seduced by another male, and he took to it with gusto. I wondered if
he had ever experienced pleasure like this before in his short young
life. The 2 boys kissed passionately as Kris leaned back into Ryan's naked
body, Ryan's hard cock poking into Kris's naked back, Kris`s equally hard
cock poking eagerly into Ryan`s hot, young hand..

Kris continued leaning back until finally he was lying on the ground
looking up at Ryan beside him. Ryan lay down next to Kris with his head by
Kris's shorts, and his naked crotch dangerously close to Kris's face. There
was little doubt in my mind what Ryan was trying to do. Ryan brought his
hands to the snap on Kris's shorts. Unsnapping, then unzipping the shorts,
he pulled them open to reveal a flash of white, as Kris's tent pole
reminded me of many a Boy Scout pup tent from my youth.

Ryan wasted no time unpeeling the tense fabric from Kris's erect pole,
which was revealed to be a full 7", fat, circumcised dick with a pink head,
leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. Kris moaned as Ryan circled his hot
prick with his hand, stroking lightly up and down the shaft. Ryan whispered
urgently, "Do to me what I do to you!" Kris tentatively placed his fingers
around Ryan's hard 4", as Ryan adjusted his position to give Kris better
access to his crotch.

The 2 boys lay together, the 85 pound Ryan and the 110 pound Kris, their
smooth bodies bathed in the moonlight, positioned head to toe. Ryan slid
his finger tips, and nails on the sensitive underside of Kris's prick,
causing it to pulse with cum from his wide piss slit. Ryan gently kissed
the tip, his tongue dabbing delicately at the thick fluid leaking down
Kris's pole. It was harder to see how Kris was responding to Ryan's
smaller, but fierce, cock. His arm was moving back and forth slowly, so it
seemed likely that he was also stroking Ryan's pink rod.

He was staring intently at Ryan's cock. Not surprisingly, he made no move
to return the oral attention that Ryan was lavishing on his own dick. I was
amazed that he hadn't run away, but I was a believer in Ryan's ability to
seduce another male. Ryan's head began bobbing up and down as he took
Kris's fat cock deeper and deeper into his warm, wet mouth. Kris groaned,
and said, "Please don't stop, Ryan! I've never felt anything so amazing. I
can feel electricity shooting through my, uh, dick, and it's running all
through my body!"

It then occurred to Kris that he'd slowed his stroking of Ryan's pole, so
he picked up the pace and began stroking a little faster and rougher. Ryan
moaned through his mouthful of cock, and wiggled his hips to signal his
pleasure to his partner. The 2 boys continued their lovemaking, and as they
squirmed together I was treated to first, a view of Ryan's cute round ass,
then to the sight of Kris's naked ass for the first time, gleaming in the
moonlight, his shorts bunched up under the curve of his equally round ass,
though a little fuller than Ryan's adorable bottom.

I could imagine my mouth touring Kris's attractive body, from the tip of
his hard, leaking 7" prick, down the stretched, satiny skin to the hairless
flesh around its base, licking on to the wrinkled nut sack, taking his warm
balls in my mouth, sucking them gently, then licking the warm, humid
smoothness between his thighs behind his young nuts, to the musky treasure
I knew lurked between his fleshy globes. I could just picture my nose
separating his delicious ass cheeks, and running my tongue over the ridge
of flesh that leads to the ring of puckered skin. There lies his muscle
protecting the secrets of his teenage male rectum.

Suddenly I had an overwhelming desire to taste the new boy's hot ass. God,
what a show these 2 hot fuckers were putting on! I held back though,
because many of the things I wanted to do with a teenage boy's ass were
better held off until we were in private. Whether this boy came back with
us, or I threw myself on Ryan's willing body alone, I knew that I would be
fucking and sucking my share of ass that night!

I contented myself with slowly stroking my erect cock, happy to stay at the
"leaky" stage, and not go over the edge. Looking at the boys, I could see,
and hear that they were both ready to cum. Kris came first, saying "God,
Ryan, suck my cock! You're fuckin' mouth feels so fuckin' hot on my fuckin'
dick!" I chuckled at that. "Suck me a little harder, man, I'm gonna shoot
it! Ohh, fuck! So this is what cumming is like! I fuckin' want to cum all
the time in your fuckin' hot mouth, baby! Ohh, fuck! Fuck! FUCK! UHHH!"

This was my first experience observing a guy cum from another guy's
efforts, and not being part of the climax. It sounded kind of funny, like
one of those stories by that Jeff Spencer guy on Nifty. Pretty cool, but it
really WAS better if you were the guy yelling, I thought. Ryan continued
sucking Kris's dick in his mouth, then slowed and just let his softening
cock rest in there on his tongue. It was clear that he had swallowed Kris's
load, and I felt a slight pang of jealousy. I wasn't sure if it was because
I was jealous that Ryan had fucked (well, sucked) someone else, or because
I wanted to suck Kris. I pondered that, then turned my attention back to
the 2 adorable boys when Ryan spoke up.

"Now, keep stroking my cock, Kris, so that I can cum, too, okay? You owe me
now, dude." I could see Kris return to stroking Ryan's pole, as he had
completely forgotten he had a hard cock in his hand when his ecstasy washed
over him. He stroked away, trying to keep a fast stroke going, and nearly
jumped when, without warning, Ryan's penis erupted in 3 large blasts of
cum. The first shot out of Ryan's piss slit straight onto Kris's mouth,
with it landing right across his lips, then the second and third loads,
less forceful, but still copious, drooled out over his fist and ran down
Kris's fingers and thumb.

"Jeez!" Kris exclaimed. I started laughing. The 2 boys jerked their faces
toward me in surprise.

"Uhh, are you up, Alex?" Ryan asked in a tremulous voice, perhaps part
surprise that I was awake, and part because he was still experiencing the
jolts of electricity that his climax was producing in his body.

"Yeah, dude, just enjoyin' the show!" I said. "But like Moe once said in a
classic 3 Stooges episode, `Wake up and go to sleep!' We better head off
now."

Ryan turned his naked body around so that he was sitting up over Kris's
prone body. He looked down at Kris, then bent down and whispered to him.
Kris nodded, enthusiastically, then Ryan asked me if it would be okay if
Kris came with us, `for a little while.' Well, there was nothing I wanted
more than that, so I agreed. Ryan slipped back into the hot tub to rinse
off, then we both got out, as Kris handed us our towels, a streak of Ryan`s
cum still fresh on his chin. I was looking forward to the rest of the
evening, on this second day of my week long trip with Ryan.

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