Date: Wed, 7 Oct 2015 20:45:29 +0200
From: Jim Jones <jim1099@mail.com>
Subject: Twelve and Gone Fishing Chapter 2

Twelve and Gone Fishing

Chapter Two

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Twelve and Gone Fishing

I could not believe what had happened in only thirty minutes. I was
stumped. I had to grab a beer and sit myself down. But before doing that I
went in to the cottage, grabbed a beer from the fridge and headed back out
to keep an eye on... on ... on ... 'what' a naked eleven year old boy who
was in my row boat. I mean a beautiful naked boy. A child. What the hell
was happening to me.

I sat down in one of two Adirondack lawn chairs. Thank goodness my cock was
limp. It had been painfully hard, leaking hard, especially when the young
boy turned away from me and had bent down to retrieve the oars. I couldn't
believe my reaction as I stared at one of the most beautiful tight little
asses I had ever laid eyes on. Oh my gawd. There I go again. What the hell
is going on here. Little boys never ever did this to me before. This had to
stop. And stop now. He is a child for God's sake. A child. A young boy. A
beautiful young boy.

As soon as the boy is finished fishing and he docks the boat I am going to
tell him to put his shorts back on and then I am going to hustle him up the
lane way and see him on his way. I am going to make it perfectly clear that
he is not to come back ever.

I will tell him politely, but firmly that if I ever see his ass around
here, [pause] [deep breathe], 'Oh that ass. That ass. Ohhh what a cute
beautiful sweet little ass. Ohhhh so firm.. so tight...those ass
cheeks...ohhhh' Ya there. Ya see what is going on here. No way. I will tell
him right to his face, his 'Oh so cute face. I don't think I have ever seen
a boy so cute looking. And soooo young'. Aiii eeee. Stop. For God's sake
stop. Drink some beer. Relax. Relax. Stop.. I will tell him if I ever see
his little bod back, 'Ohhhh that bod... hmmmm' "YIKES" if I ever see him
around my property again I will immediately call his mom. I will call his
mom. Maybe [squeak] even the police.. Well I certainly won't go that
far.. After all, all he is an innocent young child... who... ahhh.. needs
... ta.... be ahhhh taught.... ya.. taught...

I am going to put an immediate end to this. I can't believe I got so
excited over a young boy. Just a child. Anyway all that is behind
me. Getting such an erection. Gawd. Probably just one of those instant
hardons I get now and then. Nothing to do with this young beautiful looking
boy. Soon as he gets back here he is on his way out of here. Gone. Christ
the little bugger. Imagine (slug of beer). Imagine stripping off his shorts
like that. So fast. They slid down his pretty little legs. And showing me
his little boy penis. Oh my gawd was what up with that. And the little
bugger had a hardon. A hard on to boot. I saw it when he rowed away. (A
lick of my lips [a groan] then another slug of beer and another lick of my
lips[another groan] as I pictured that little spike sticking up from his
hairless groin. Cute little cocklet. [groan] And another lick, my tongue
around my lips, [groan] then slug as I gulp down the beer) Man this kid is
gone. Out of here. Tout swit.. or whatever. Gone. History. Here he
comes. He is rowing back. Little Bugger.

" HEY 'ORNY MAN. CAN YA HELP ME HERE PLEASE. Can you please help me get out
of the boat." he yelled bringing me to my senses. I must have been day
dreaming as I licked my lips for the umpteenth time.

"Okay Jordan. Coming." I replied getting up and going over to him.

Jordan tossed me the rope from the bow. I secured the rope around an
upright support post and then helped him out of the boat.

"Jordan put your pants...(pants.. pants...what?..call them pants.. the
flimsy small piece of blue material that lay on the ground near his
feet...pants!!!) I mean ahhhh put ahhhh your shorts back on and come over
here beside me. Sit down beside me I want to talk to you." I told him as I
turned my back to him and returned to my lawn chair and my beer.

Trying to go through the times table. Say the alphabet backwards. Think of
my eighty five year old grandmother wearing shorts. Thinking about her and
my grandfather naked in bed, making passionate love. 'Oh my gawd'... But
nothing was working. At the memory of seeing the beautiful young boy step
out of the boat, his slim coltish legs spread, one foot on the dock the
other leg stretched back into the row boat. His nicely rounded ass cheek
pinched in at the side. Immature muscles straining in his smooth velvet
like thigh as he put pressure on his leg, as he stepped up and out onto the
dock. His small hand in mine. Our fingers locked together as I helped him
up. My cock began to throb and jump around in my shorts.

As I looked up Jordan was approaching fast. Naked. No life jacket. No
pants. Naked. And before I could open my mouth he was kneeling to the left
of my leg. His knees bent, legs tucked under his body. Sitting back on his
haunches, looking at me with the most beautiful seductive smile on his
face. Almost letting me know that he was in charge here. That no matter
what I told him, he would decide to do whatever he wanted to do. His look
silenced me.

He reached out with his left hand fingers extended resting his hand on my
leg between my knee and groin. My skin jumped underneath his fingertips. He
began moving his fingers ever so lightly slightly back and forth, around
and around in tiny little circles on the inside of my leg. My leg
tingled. His other hand, fingers wrapped around my ankle, began sliding up
and down. Fingers teasing the backs of my calves.

His left hand slid up to the hem of my loose fitting shorts. Fingers
slipping under the material. Fingers disappearing under the cloth followed
by his whole hand. Only his wrist and arm are visible. His eyes holding
mine. As he had his way with me. I couldn't talk. I froze as I watched his
fingers disappear under my shorts. I was in kind of a shock as I watched as
an eleven year old boy as his hand slowly made its way up to my groin. I
couldn't stop him. I could no longer tell him to get dressed. My cock was
rock hard, throbbing waiting for those smooth little fingertips to touch
it. I could not stifle a groan as I felt his fingertips brush against the
skin of my ball sack, then 'ohhhh gawd' little fingers spread out all over
my balls, feeling, touching, groping, tracing, exploring. Even squeezing
one ball and then squeezing the other one. My cock lurches. Instantly
hard. It seems to get even harder. Steel like. His fingers now moving over
my large balls, index finger slowly tracing around the base of my cock. I
groan out loud again.

"What did ya want ta talk to me about 'orny man?" he asked looking up at me
with the sweetest smile on his cute face. His small fingers now wrapped
around the base of my cock.

"Iiiiii...eee... Jaaaa...ooooo...r...daaaan... ohhhh yaaaa." Trying to talk
as I moan out. I reach down my hand wrapping around his wrist. I struggled
for a moment then managed to pull his hand out of my shorts and back as far
as my knee. I began breathing a sigh of relieve.

"Jordan... gawd... listen... ahhhh don't call me 'horny man' anymore. That
is not nice. I am not horny when it comes to young boys like
you. Please. (I panted).. Now listen to me. NO. Jordan DO NOT... DO
NOT... put your hand back up my shorts. GAWD JORDAN... (I gasped) TAKE IT
OUT NOW...PUL....LEASE....OH GAWD..

I realized that I did not have the strength to take his hand out again. My
cock was begging, no pleading, throbbing to have the feel of his small
fingers wrapped around it again. ...

Jordan slowly slid his hand back out and began rubbing his fingertips up
and down the inside of my thigh. The look on his face, that seductive look
as if to say, 'You liked that didn't you 'orny man.' .... 'You like that
didn't you ... 'orny man. Ya like me grabbing and squeezing those big balls
of yours. Don't ya.'

I was distracted but not as distracted as I was at the feel of his young
hand on my cock and so I continued. "Yes... yes... thank
you..... [gasp.. groan] ... Now listen to me. I want you to ahhhh. Jordan
STOP rubbing your hands up and down my leg and take your other hand off MY
CROTCH. NOW."

I managed to push both his hands off my legs. Jordan leaned back, hands
folded across his lap and looked up at me. Ohhhh man this boy was soooo
cute looking. His blond hair completely covering his forehead, swept back
on the sides. Curling out on each of his slim neck. Those wide eyes, pug
nose and those lips. So sexy looking, all moist and pink. He looked at
me. Patiently, smiling as if to say, 'Go ahead 'orny man. Say your piece
and then I can get back to playing with that big male cock of yours.' And
he sat back on his haunches, smiling and waiting.

"Jordan sit over in the other chair. No first put on your shorts. Look at
you Jordan. It's not right Jordan. You ahhhhh look ahhhh aaaaa
atuuut.. yooo...ohhhhh.... You have a ahhhhh aaaaa
baaa.. onnnn....ahhhh...er... ahhhh.... boner..... You see why I want you
to cover up. I DON'T need SEE THAT. IT LOOKS SO DELIG..iiiiii aaaa ... I
mean so ahhhh ... DIS... AAA.. CUSTING.. discusting. SHORTS ON
... NOW..JAAAA....ORRRR....DAN...."

He stood up. Three inch cocklet slammed tight against his groin, pointing
up. Smiling at me so sexily he turned displaying his firm beautiful little
buttocks to me, walked over to and slowly sat in the other lawn chair. Left
arm resting on the armrest while his right hand slowly played up and down
over his stiff little cocklet. He said in the most seductive way, "Yes!!!!"

"Jordan, please get up and put your 'sayssssss... xeeey' ahhhhh I
mean.. ahhhh those...ahhhh taaaa... eeeny.... jean... ahhhh your shorts
back on."

But Jordan had no intentions of covering up. He knew that he had got the
man excited. The man was stammering like a six year old. Anyway he finally
had a quick feel of the man's cock and it was stiff. His fingertips still
tingled at the feel of the steel hard man cock. He had wanted to touch it
from the very first time he had laid eyes on it. And now he wanted
more. When he felt the man's rock hard cock his own little cock gotten so
painfully hard. Harder than it had ever been. If that was even possible. He
had seen the man's hard cock so often as he had lain hidden in the
bushes. And now he had finally touched it. Well not really touched it all
naked and that but he did get a pretty good grip on it. Oh yes and the
man's heavy ball sack. Oh wow he did get a good feel of the man's nuts. And
his fingertips tingled again at the thought. No he wasn't getting
dressed. The man would have to put his shorts back on. Oh he loved the
thought of that.

Actually he thought 'from this moment on the man would have to dress and
undress him.' And he licked his beautiful young lips at the thought of
it. He would have this man eating out of his hand. Actually more than that,
he had witnessed it on 'Google' a couple of times. He had seen it going on
in a couple of man/boy videos he had watched. And he wanted it. He desired
it. He needed it. 'No' he thought. 'Soon he too would experience what he
had watched.

Ohhhh how much he wanted it...'specially after watching it being done over
and over. Listening to the squeals of the boys as they were having it done
to them by their men. He would not only have this man eating out of his
hand, he would have this man 'eating his cute tight little ass'... And his
little cock jerked a few times at that thought of it and without touching
himself, with his little hand just resting on his cock he just had a dry
orgasm. But it wasn't over. He had to cum again. And so he ignored the man
beside him. Head resting against the back of the chair. His eyes closed. He
gripped his rock hard, pulsing boner and began working himself up to
another orgasm.

"JORDAN.. DO NOT SIT BACK IN that chair. PUT YOUR SHORTS ahhhh baaa
.... ack....Jordan please stop.. Take your hand away from your
paaa.... peee...in...nesss.. Jordan please don't do that. Stop playing with
it. Jordan... staa..op.... Oh gawd Jordan ... please ... don't do
that. Stop moving your hand fast like that...." I whined as I watched
Jordan, his eyes closed as he jacked his cock. And I watched as the young
boy's body shuttered.

His eyes closed. Chin tilted back. Mouth slightly open. Fist pounding
away. Knees knocking together and I became speechless. My mouth open as I
watched the young boy put on a show beside me. I had never seen a boy
masturbate before. Well 'ceptin' me when I was his age. But I was
mesmerized by what I was witnessing. And I was so hard. I wanted to pull my
shorts down around my knees and join in with him. Both of us jerking off
together. And then as if he read my mind he opened his eyes, turning his
head to look at me, his little fist slowing to an almost stop.

He said. "... 'orny man' do it with me. Please... Take your shorts
off... Do it with me... I want to.. I really need to see you do it up
close... here beside me... Do it with me.... I need to cum... again."

Up close... whaaat? "Jordan please. I can't. We shouldn't... I mean you
shouldn't" I answered in an almost hoarse whisper.... "Jordan...ahhhh...oh
.. gawd... Jordan." and my shorts slipped down to my ankles and then I
kicked them free of my feet.

Jordan eyes were glued to my raging boner. "Do it... Do it... Do it for
me.... Jerk off... NOW...DO IT... do it now.. jerk yourself off... cum for
me now... You have to do what I tell you from now on... now ... do it
... jerk that big cock... shoot off for me... shoot your white stuff all
over your stomach.... NOW...." he ordered me and I meekly began to stroke
my rock hard six inch piece of meat. Doing just what an eleven year old boy
told me to do. And I watched him as his small hand picked up speed. His
little pink tongue showing just the tip, the moist tip between his lips.

He wasn't through with me. I couldn't believe it. I had just met this young
boy and here I was sitting beside him in my lawn chairs both of us jacking
off. But he wanted more. He wanted more.

"..'orny man'..." he groaned at me as he stroked himself sitting back
further in the low back Adirondack chair, pushing his butt and hips to the
end of the seat. He lifted his slim coltish legs and placed a leg over each
armrest, spreading himself. Spreading his legs. Opening himself up. The
chair was at an angle to mine. By sitting in this position and spreading
his legs wide apart while thrusting his little butt towards the end of the
chair he exposed his pink little indentation to me. His boy cunt. I groaned
as I watched as index finger of his free hand slowly travelled from the
inside his knee all the way up his slim 'boy' thigh, along the crease where
his leg joins his body, over his tight little ball sack and then over the
small pink opening of his cunt where his fingertip moved back and forth
lightly over it, rubbing and teasing it in front of me. His legs spread
wide apart. Calves resting on the large armrests. Legs pulled
apart. Slouched down in the seat as he fingered himself. Then he ordered me
to "DO IT" and I did as I was told. I lifted each leg, resting my legs on
either side of the lawn chair just like him, just as I had been told to do
so. I slouched down just like he did and I waited for him to tell me what
to do with my finger.

"Touch yourself." he ordered me. And I did. Just the same as he was
doing. And then he took that finger that had been rubbing so lightly over
his almost nonexistent ass lips and put it in his mouth getting it nice and
wet and I knew what would be expected of me and so I followed suit without
being ordered to do so, getting my finger nice and wet before I did the
same thing he did. I did exactly what he was doing and slid it up my ass
just the way he slid his up inside of him. We both groaned as we watched
each other's finger disappear from sight. Both of us jacking our cocks
while finger fucking ourselves, right there in my Adirondack lawn chairs at
the foot of my lawn facing the lake on a warm summer day. Both watching
each other. Both with our legs spread wide. Both naked. Both horny. Both
excited. And we were both moaning.

Jordan's moan sounding more like a whimper. Mine like a low growl. We were
both so excited as we finger fucked ourselves with one hand while stroking
off with the other one. We moaned not so much because it felt good. It did,
no question there but we were moaning more because we were watching each
other do it to himself. Me because I was watching a young boy, a child do
it. Finger fuck himself. And he because he was finally watching the man
that he had been so infatuated with do it. Finger fuck himself. His finger
like mine disappearing all the way in his ass. Shoved in. Our fingers while
deep inside of our asses moving around, wiggling, each searching for that
special spot.

And he thought of the man's ass. He had seen the man's naked ass so many
times. He wasn't sure why that part of the man's body excited him so
much. But his ass looked so firm, and he thought, 'so tight
looking'. Completely smooth. He couldn't see any hair anywhere. His ass
cheeks excited him. He had often thought how he would like to touch the
man's ass. Squeeze those firm ass cheeks. And he had an orgasm a few times
as he had watched the man thinking how nice it would be to lay on top of
the man while the man lay on his tummy. How nice it would feel to rub his
little cock between the man's ass cheeks. Hump the man. Make the man lie
there as he humped his little cock between those firm rounded buns. It
would feel 'oh' so much better than when he had done it to his pillow,
humped his pillow, while thinking about the man's firm nicely rounded bum.

All of a sudden Jordan squealed. His legs sticking straight out, rigid. He
had touched his 'G' spot. His eyes closed, he began to beat himself
furiously. I stopped. Pulled my finger out of my ass. This wasn't really my
thing. I didn't really like anything up there. Lots of guys wanted to at
the different bath houses I had visited over the years. I mean I had a
pretty nice ass, I have to admit. Hairless, smooth. Tight buns. No I never
let anyone fuck me. Never. Well that is until I met Jordan. I didn't
realize at the time but he would be the first. And even thought his cock
wasn't big he could do wonders with it as he shoved it between my tight ass
lips. I let him do it once and that was it. He would take me anytime he
wanted after that. He liked to have me bend over the kitchen table and
crouch down low while he pounded my ass and I mean pounded it. A preteen
fucking a grown man. And I had enjoyed it so much. Getting rabbit fucked by
a young horny boy. But hey... I am getting way off topic here.. This has
yet to happen. Its way off in the future. Please let's stick to what is
going on now. Stop leading me astray here. But I have to tell you what he
liked to yell out when he had me on my knees....

"Ya like getting it up the ass don't ya 'orny man. Love when a young boy
like me fucks you in the ass. Don't you" he would moan out as his little
hips moved at lightening speed. And then I gasped one day when he said....

"My friend wants to come over one day and fuck you too 'orny man. We both
want to fuck you. Two young boys fucking your ass all day long.. That make
you more horny... old 'orny man. Two preteen boys getting off while we each
take turns fucking your smooth ass." And he slapped my ass over and over
just way one slaps the flank of a horse and he pushed hard in me as his
cocklet pulsed around inside my ass lips as he dry came once again.

And as he pulled out of me he slapped my ass once again ordering me, "Not
to move" while his friend moves into position behind me, mounting me and I
am rode once again. Jordan standing off to one side waiting for another
turn to stick his hard little cock between my tight moist ass lips. His
cocklet still hard. Pulsing. Waiting to cum again. And I am on my knees
panting, moaning as I am being used, being fucked by two over sexed young
preteen boys. Each one slapping my ass over and over as they rabbit fuck
their preteen cocks in and out of my tight ass.

Hey.... Back to now......

And so I got up and knelt in front of his lawn chair. Kneeling down between
Jordan's legs. My hands gripping his slim thighs, feeling the tension
there.

"Whaat" he said eyes opening, looking at me, "I didn't say.. I didn't tell
you that you could"

And he groaned as I leaned forward slapping his hand away from his cock. I
replaced his hand with my mouth I swallowed his three inch boner and sucked
it up and down. My mouth twisting this way and that as I let it slip from
my mouth before sucking it all the way back in. At the same time I was
rapidly beating my cock. I was very close to cumming.

"Use your hands. Pull your cheeks apart." I groaned at him as my lips slid
over his tiny balls my tongue lapping at his little pink hole. "SPREAD 'EM"
I growled. And he did as I drove my tongue at least an inch inside his
moist pink cunt.

"Ahhhhhh" he groaned pulling his ass cheeks as wide apart as he could,
"ahhhhh I ammmm ahhh goin' ahhhhh cum.... ahhhh
stop.... stop.. goin... naaaa .... caaaa...ummmm...STOP... STOP NOW"

And he let his ass cheeks go and put his hands on my forehead pushing me
away from him.

"STOP.. STOP... I TELL YOU... GOIN' AHHHHH
CUM.....STAND... UP....STRADDLE....ME....EEEEE.. STAND OVER
ME.... CAAA... UMMMM WITH MAAA....EEEEE. CAAA....UMMMM ALL OVER ME." he
screamed in lust and I stood up like I was told to do.

I moved forward. My legs on either side of the chair straddling
him. Holding on to the back of the chair, my hands on either side of his
head I moved my hips so I was squatting over him. My thighs resting on the
wide armrests.

I loved hearing him demand me to cum on him. All over him. How many men had
screamed the same thing to me 'CUM ON ME'.

I began to beat my cock in earnest. I aimed it at his upper chest, his
neck, his face, all over... I was ready to cum all over this beautiful
young boy. I knew I was going to cum hard. Everything I believed in before
was out the window. I was going to shoot my load all over this beautiful
young boy. He wanted it. He is going to wear it. And he yelled.

"GOIN' AAAAHHHH CAAAA. ....UMMMM.. ... CUM.....CAAAA
UUMMM. NAAAA... OWW. ... DO ...AHHHH IT....ALL.... AHHHH
OVER.... MEEEEE... CUMIN'.....NAAAA OWWWW. SHOOT IT OVER ME. ALL OVER
ME. UNLOAD ON ME." and he squealed and howled, his preteen voice squeaking
at times as he came himself. His legs still spread over the armrests behind
mine. His legs now sticking straight out. Legs and tummy tightening up,
immature muscles straining. Head thrown back. Eyes wide open staring at my
cock as it exploded, my cum firing out. Huge gobs of thick white creamy cum
spattering all over his preteen body.

And I shot at least eight loads over the jerking, squealing child... each
shot has it hit his body caused another lustful squeal. And I painted him
in my cum. All over his face, his nose, in his open mouth, gobs of cum,
dripping off his chin, running down his neck. Puddled in the slight
indentation between his small nicely formed pecs. Dripping off his smooth
pecs. Coating his nipples from sight. Running down the sides of his smooth
tight stomach. Pooling in his belly button and coating his hand and his
cock. I even managed cover his ball sac with the last remenents of cum as
it dripped from my cock head over his balls. His slim thighs glistened with
wet cum. And he kept jerking and squealing. Having one dry orgasm after the
other.

And screaming out....drawing it out... over and over... gasping.. body
convulsing... and he yelled

"OHHHHH OHHHHHH 'ORRRR... NEEEE... MAAAA...ANNNN... OHHHHH 'ORNY
MAN... OHHHH"

And I stood up, my legs still spread by the armrests. My cock still in my
hand. A long string of cum hanging from the end of my cock, The other end
just resting just above his belly button joining me to the boy. I had shot
out at least eight shots of my cum and I came lots. More than I had ever
came before. My balls were drained. The boy was coated in my cum. It sure
didn't bother him as the fingers of both hands ran through the puddles of
cum that coated his chest and groin. His three inch cocklet, still hard,
looked as if someone had coated it in a thick cream.

His face and neck had steaks or ropes of cum splashed across. One eye
slightly closed. A blotch of cum coating his eyelash. He quickly wiped it
away with the back of his hand then surprised me when he licked it off the
back of wrist. That started something and he began to rub his fingertip
through the the thick puddles then cleaning his finger of my cum by sucking
it into his mouth. He began to do this rapidly as if trying to get as much
of it in to his mouth as possible.

Meanwhile I pushed myself away from the chair and then without being told
or ordered by my young master I began to lick his cock and balls clean. He
spread his thighs even more so that I could clean his lower body up of my
cum. I licked him clean. Both of making slurping noises. Then again without
being told, almost as if my young master expected it, I began to give him
another blow job.

And Jordan lay back, pushing his head against the back of the lawn chair,
eyes closed as he felt the man suck his pulsing cock back into his
mouth. And as he enjoyed another blow job, this one much, much better than
when his friend did it to him, or when he made his eight year old cousin do
it to him. And he thought how he would have the man do this to him every
day this summer. No. Do it a couple of times every day. And he wanted the
man to do it to him in different places. And he thought at he moaned
feeling the man's lips slide up and down his stiff cocklet. His bedroom, oh
and his mother's bed while he wore his mothers's panties, nightie and shear
white stockings. MacDonald's restroom. Oh yes he might even try to have him
do it to him right in the restaurant. And of course in the parking
lot. With other kids and parents coming dangerously close to the car as he
was getting sucked off and in brood day light of course.

Oh yes how he wanted the man to fuck him too. Oh how much he wanted
this. And he thought how it would feel to have the man fuck him in the
ass. He thought about straddling the man's hips, in his lap in that parking
lot. With him only wearing his t-shirt and nothing else. Getting fucked up
the ass by this man in brood day light in the parking lot of MacDonald's
restaurant with other kids and parents coming dangerously close to the car
and he began to have another dry orgasm. His legs stiff sticking out over
the armrests with his 'ohhhh' he groaned.... with his 'man slave' down
between his legs.

And he loved it and he screamed out a dirty word, "OHHHHH FUCK 'ORNY MAN'
OHHHH I WANNA YA TA ... FUCK ME... 'ORNY MAN.."

And I stood up and scooped my young master up in my arms and carried him to
my bed to do as I have been told.

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