Date: Wed, 21 Dec 2016 02:25:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tymmie  III

I headed toward a computer shop owned by a friend of mine, eschewing the
nationally known places like the plague. I've known Keoni for about fifteen
years, the beginning of which involved a love affair when he was 14 years
old and which lasted almost a year. After he moved on we remained good
friends and still got together to ride or have dinner or what ever at least
once a month. He has always done all of my computer work which included
custom building every system I've ever had since we've known each other.

I pulled up in front a small strip of offices and parked next to a cherry
red Big Dog, its all chrome engine and running parts a sharp contrast to
the high glossed deep red custom paint work. It was a killer assed bike,
its eight inch over extended chrome trees, extended belt drive primary, big
fat rear tire rounding off the rest of the excellent work that had been put
into the machine.

"Wow," was about all Tymmie could say. The bike belonged to Keoni and was
relatively new, so much so that we hadn't even taken a drive around the
island together yet, the thought of which cause a spark of an idea in my
head. We headed toward the front door only to have it opened by a smiling
Keoni.

"Brah, where you stay brah, no see you fo' mont' now," he said in pidgin
then gave me a big hug and the customary handshake of the islands before
concentrating on Tymmie.

"Keoni, this is my nephew Tymmie. He'll be living with me for awhile and in
fact it's why we're here. I need a system for him."

"Hey Tymmie," Keoni said, "Welcome to Hawaii." He pronounced it the correct
way, making the W a V and adding the glottal stop after the first i.
Reverting to the kings English he said, "So, what do you have in mind Jon,
all the bells and whistles, something basic or something in between?"  I
said I'd had something in between in mind and Keoni said he thought he
might have just the thing.

"This guy wanted me to put together a system for him then backed out of the
deal. Of course I kept the deposit," he said with a huge smile. "It's
really fast, got a 500 gig drive DVD player and a burner, 23 inch flat
screen and it's already got the basic programs on it along with a full game
package. The guy had me set it up with a little Kenwood sound system too so
there's an outside tuner & CD player plus six speakers and a remote. If you
want, I'll come over and set it up and connect this system to yours so
you'll use the same printer and DSL connection. Only take me a couple hours
to run the cable and have you up and running."

"How much?" I asked him and he quoted me a price about half of what I'd
figured, "plus dinner since I'm there," he added with another award winning
smile. I do have a knack in the kitchen which Keoni has been the
beneficiary of over the years.

"I'm okay with that, tonight okay or is that too soon?" He said that night
would be great. His partner Steve was off island on a business trip and
wasn't due back for another few days so Keoni, who hated cooking, had been
eating out most of the time. When I asked him what he wanted for dinner.

"You know that oven baked chicken with the noodles in the chicken
drippings?" I grinned because I knew how much he'd loved it as a boy. I
nodded my head and he said, "biscuits too?" I agreed, we settled on a time
and Tymmie and I headed out the door only to be stopped before getting on
the bike.

"Say, you got something to put the stuff on?" he asked. When I told him no
he said he had something I might want to look at. We went back into the
store and in to the huge storage area at the back. What Keoni had was a
large desk like affair with a three foot tall wooden set of book shelves
that bolted down at the back of the top of it. The wooden surface was at
least five feet long and eighteen to twenty inches deep, the shelves all
adjustable. "I've had this sitting back here collecting dust and taking up
space for a year. You'd be doing me a favor by taking the thing off my
hands. I think I may even have a full sheet of eighth inch clear plastic
that'll fit it." I looked to Tymmie who was smiling and nodded his head so
I told Keoni we'd take it.

I'd just killed a myriad of birds with one stone and thus chopped off our
afternoon off at the knees. Since he hadn't been in the water yet, I asked
Tymmie if he'd like to hit the beach. The big smile told me all I needed to
know. We stopped by Safeway and I snagged some chicken and headed back to
the condo where we changed into board shorts, grabbed towels and headed
downstairs. I don't generally hang out on the beach at Waikiki since it's
so crowded, mostly with tourists, but with Keoni coming over we didn't have
time to head out of the city to some of the other places I rather be at. We
spend about an hour swimming, floating, splashing and laying in the
sand. Tymmie said he was in love with Hawaii and never wanted to leave.

"It's so hot out side and the water is so warm, gosh I can't believe it
hardly Jon," he said. I chuckled while I agreed totally with him. It's why
I lived there.  It had been a while since I'd been to the beach and
experiencing it with Tymmie made it that much more fun for me. His energy
and exuberance were a motivation for me. I thought ahead just a bit and
foresaw myself getting back involved in activities I'd given up and perhaps
even trying some new ones.

"We should be getting back inside Tymmie," I said. "As pale as you are
you'll burn out here pretty quickly. We're gonna need to get you tanned up
slowly or you'll be in a lot of pain."

"Ok Jon, we can go." I lead him into the outdoor showers that the building
uses for guest and residents and went about cleaning the sand out from
cracks and crevices. I explained to him that most of the beach had such
showers so people could wash off the heavy salt content as well as clean
the sand which would find itself in every possible place that sand could
go. Upstairs, we would do a much better job, this one was mostly to help
leave the sand on the beach where it belonged and not in the building.

Once upstairs we went out onto the lanai and stripped off our surf shorts
and draped them on the arms of one of the patio chairs. I admired once
again Tymmie's delectably compact body, his tight slender boy-ish butt and
when he turned, the nicely defined front. His little pubic bush was still a
little damp, some of the hairs pressed flat against the skin of his pubic
bone, and his smooth hairless balls were close up to his body, the wrinkled
sac staying still when he moved. His boy cock was also shrunk up, the
warmth of the outside air not yet causing any of his young teen genitalia
to drop. He turned and saw me watching him and his beautiful face broke
into a huge grin.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing, other than the fact that you are so beautiful and I'm so happy
that you're here with me." He moved the few steps to me and embraced me in
a tight hug, his body still slightly cool from the water.

"Me too Jon," he said as his hug tightened even more. I held him in my
arms, feeling the warmth of him beginning to replace the cool. His hands
moved slowly down my back and onto my ass, rubbing me there before moving
back up a little bit. I could feel his young cock responding to the
situation, hardening up against my upper thigh and I immediately began
responding in kind, my own cock gaining a life of it's own as I rubbed my
hands up and down Tymmie's back.

The adorable boy moved away from me slightly and his hand slipped around to
grasp onto my rapidly firming flesh while a yummy sound escaped from his
lips. Before I knew it was happening, the boy dropped to a knee and put his
mouth over the head of my cock and suckled me a moment then stopped.

"Salty," he said, then went back to sucking my cock, his hand holding the
base of my now fully hard shaft and gently stroking it. I love the way my
lanai was situated because it's position coupled with the waist high wall
around it, blocked anyone from being able to see inside. That allowed me
ample opportunity to be naked out side if I wanted to, which I enjoyed. Or
get my cock sucked by the cutest young teenage boy in the whole
world. Tymmie didn't stay down there too long. Like all novices his mouth
got sore from holding that position for too long. That was fine with me
because even though I loved having him suck my cock, I really loved sucking
his.

He stood up and I leaned down and kissed him, our mouths open and tongues
touching each other, almost tentatively, as though one might bite the
other. I moved him to the chaise lounge and guided him to lay on it then
got between his smooth thighs and began licking as his balls, moving the
sac and medium sized sperm makers around with my tongue. I pulled the rigid
shaft toward me and sucked the head, tonguing off a few drops of adolescent
precum that had seeped out before taking the entire head into my mouth. I
bobbed up and down on just that portion while my thumb and forefinger
stroked the pulsing cocklet.

"Oh gosh Jon that feels so awesome good," he whispered as I sucked,
continuing to maul just the head. I'm gonna cum Jon, I'm gonna cum," he
moaned out as he grasped the sides of my head. I continued to stroke and
moved my mouth farther down, taking more of the rampant shaft into my
mouth. I felt it swell and thicken in my mouth and began stroking him
faster.

"Aaarrrrgggghhhhh," he moaned as he pushed his hips forward and the raging
teen boy cock squirted out the nectar of his balls. I stopped movement as
the gooey warm liquid squirted into my mouth, my tongue massaging the head
for a few seconds until it would be too sensitive to even touch. His high
pitched giggles told me when that time occurred and I removed my mouth
completely, savoring the taste of his young sperm before allowing it to
slide down my throat. I laid my head on his thigh, my face right in front
of his cock and balls and I watched his penis throb with each beat of his
heart. His hands rubbed in my hair as I lie there and he said quietly,

"You make me feel so good Jon. I so love bein sexy with you."

"I love bein sexy with you too baby boy," I said, my lips against his thigh
and blurring the words, "and as much as I would love to stay right here
with you, we need to get showered because Keoni will be here in a short
bit." I stood up and reached my hand out for him and when he took it,
pulled him to his feet. He continued the motion, snuggling in to me and
reached up to pull my head to his and kissed me.

"Okay, let's go shower." He took my hand and led me into the living room
then up the stairs to my room and into the bathroom. Showering with a boy
is always an exciting event in my humble opinion, even when it's only
washing and not playing. I massaged Tymmie's shoulders when I washed him
and had the sounds of pleasure being emitted in short order.

"Gosh Jon you know so much stuff about how to make people feel good," he
murmured as I worked my way down his back and onto the glorious orbs of his
narrow butt. God what a boy butt he owned. I washed the globes, slipped a
soapy finger up inside to do his hole but didn't linger. Amazingly Tymmie
stayed mostly soft when I working his cock and his balls, but he did start
to thicken.

It wouldn't do but what he wanted to return the favor and he did, hitting
all the spots that needed hitting and didn't linger at my crotch but simply
got the job done efficiently.

Once done, we dried off and I called down stairs to the building manager's
office and asked to use the freight elevator to bring up a load of stuff
that would be arriving in about fifteen minutes.  He gave me the go ahead
and since I knew he would, I'd already told Keoni to park his truck on the
first underground parking level in the loading area by the elevator. That
problem solved I pulled on some purple Papi dust til dawn briefs, shorts
and a t-shirt and wandered down the hall to Tymmie's room where I found
that he had gotten part of that job accomplished. He was wearing a t-shirt
and a pair of his new boxer briefs, yellow, and was looking at himself in
the floor length mirror on his closet door. He turned as I entered the room
and asked what I thought. I told him he looked good in them but just as
good out of them and he laughed.

"I like em Jon. They kind of hold things in place without squishing my
stuff, ya know?" I told him I did know, that's why I wore Brazilian style
trunks most of the time. He laughed again and finished dressing while we
talked about where we'd put the new furniture. I figured that closer to the
door would be best considering that we'd have to run the wiring and we sort
of agreed on that, delaying any decision until Keoni got there since he'd
have to be in on that process too.

Because the clothes drawers were built in, the only pieces of furniture
were the bed, night stand, a sitting chair and small table. As such there
was a fair amount of space to work in. I wandered over and looked out the
French door style slider onto the small balcony and to the wide open ocean
beyond. It was a pretty cool room, one that Tymmie would be comfortable in,
provided he spent any time in it. I turned back around to see that he was
waiting on me so we headed down stairs to the living room to wait for Keoni
to call.

Keoni called from downstairs about twenty minutes later so Tymmie and I
went down the hall to the service elevator, arriving as the elevator dinged
announcing its arrival. The large door opened shortly thereafter to reveal
Keoni and a large cart with stuff stacked on it. He waved hello and I
grabbed onto the front handle of the cart and together we got it down the
hall to my condo and began the process of hauling the treasure's up to
Tymmie's room.

Once all of the boxes and the parts of the desk unit were off the cart, I
instructed the boy to take the cart back down and leave it in the area
marked for delivery carts. It didn't take brain power and I had every
confidence that he could handle it. While Tymmie was handling that issue
Keoni and I got the desk where we wanted it and I helped him bolt the
bookshelf frames into place. Ten minutes later he was back saying that it
was indeed handled.

"If you don't need my help I'm gonna go down and start dinner Keoni." He
said that was fine that Tymmie could help him if need be and so I left,
heading into the kitchen where I spent the next forty minutes alternately
checking and turning the chicken while going about my other tasks which
included making the baking powder biscuits.

At the end of that time, I put the hot chicken on a platter, tossed the
biscuits in the oven and the noodles on to boil then went back upstairs to
find Keoni and tell him dinner was about ready. Back in the kitchen I went
about getting the table set and when the timer went off I reset it for 4
minutes and drained the noodles then dumped them into the chicken drippings
and stirred it well.

Tymmie came into the kitchen-dining area while I was stirring the noodles
and told me how cool the computer setup was and thanking me for doing it. I
had Tymmie put butter and jelly's on the table along with glasses from the
freezer. As he did that I told him that making him happy made me happy.

Keoni came into the room about that time and I think he must have heard
that comment because one eyebrow raised up slightly as if questioning what
he heard, or, if not what he heard then the meaning of it. Keoni knew that
I liked adolescent males, had been sexy with one or two besides him. He was
also aware of the adult males I'd been with. He didn't care much about it
one way or the other.

"Smells great Jon, he said then went on to say that he'd drilled up through
the ceiling in my office to save running wire all over the frickin house. I
trusted his judgment and just nodded my head. He grabbed one of the two
beers he'd brought with him and went on to say that the system was up and
running, much to Tymmie's infinite delight. I got the food onto the table
with Tymmie's help and we sat down to feast, Keoni making plenty of
comments on how good the food was and how much he missed my cooking. That
caused a raised eyebrow from Tymmie and I said that Keoni and I had been
lovers a number of years back.

"Not that far back," Keoni added with a laugh. We went on to talk about
bikes and I suggested a round the island run for the next day. Keoni mulled
that over, said it was doable and asked if he should call a couple of other
guys we ride with and make it a group thing. I told him that was great. We
decided to meet about nine in the morning in one of the loading zones along
the strip in Waikiki.  The rest of dinner was friendly conversation, Keoni
asking Tymmie about his life and the boy letting Keoni in on the whole
story of why he moved to live with me, leaving out the sexual aspects of
course.

Tymmie did the after dinner cleanup while Keoni showed me what he'd done
and how the system was put together. "I didn't put any net nanny programs
on Tymmie's system," he said, "I figured if you wanted some then we could
deal with it later. You'll run out of these little babies here," pointing
out a couple small pieces of equipment.  "I don't expect that you'll have
any problems but if you do just let me know." Tymmie joined us in his room
where I was admiring the way the desk and such had been set up and I noted
that we needed to get a proper desk chair for him.

We wandered back down stairs, Keoni commenting that he needed to get
going. We agreed to meet in the morning and I told him I'd get him cash for
the computer. He just nodded his head then gave me a hug and a kiss, shook
Tymmie's hand and headed out the door.

"So now what are we gonna do? It's still early" I suggested a flick so
that's what we did, heading over to the old Dole cannery multiplex.  We
caught the latest action movie which Tymmie thought was cool and I thought
was mediocre, and were back upstairs by nine thirty. It was a warm winter
night so I stripped down to underwear, grabbed a large glass of raspberry
ice tea and went out and plopped down on a chaise lounge on the lanai.

Tymmie had gone to the bathroom and joined me a few moments later. I told
him the iced tea was in the fridge and to help himself and he returned a
few minutes later with a big glass in his hand and wearing only his boxer
briefs. We sat sipping our drink and looking out to sea, some of the sounds
from down on the strip wafting up to meet us.

"It's so beautiful and calm here Jon, I'm so, so glad I got to move here
with you."

"I'm glad you're happy baby boy," I responded. Before I knew what was
happening, Tymmie had climbed onto the chaise lounge with me, his knees
straddling each side of me and his waist almost level with my eyes. I could
see the fabric of his underwear bulging a bit, could see that he was about
half erect, and reached out to fondle the flesh underneath. I rubbed his
balls, gently squeezing them and feeling them roll in my fingers then
rubbed up and down on his boy cock which had rapidly filled out to its full
length.

I slipped my fingers into the waistband of his underwear then tugged them
down just enough to expose the underside of his smooth pale head and a
small amount of the shaft that it topped. With both hands around his hips
and gently massaging his tight slender boy butt, I leaned forward and
licked at the flesh that was held tightly in place by his jockey's.

As I licked there, the beautiful young teen moaned softly and put his hands
on my head to help keep his balance. I let my hands slip down inside the
fabric and kneaded the bare flesh of his ass then with my hands and wrists,
began lowering the underwear slowly exposing more boycock as I went,
licking at the newly exposed flesh. As the clothing got lower his cock
started moving away from his lower belly and as it did, I captured the head
in my mouth and suckled it, my tongue massaging all around the smooth
satiny skin.

"Oh gosh Jon," Tymmie moaned as I worked him

God I loved sucking a boy's cock especially when he was far enough away
from a shower to begin building up the smell of boy, the most intoxicating
pleasant fragrance of them all and one that sometimes made me dizzy. I took
the entire shaft into my mouth as I moved the underwear completely down,
freeing up his throbbing cock and smooth hairless balls. I bobbed up and
down, taking the full length of him into my mouth, the head touching the
back of my throat, then slipped back off of it and mauling the head with my
lips. My hands continued to knead his ass, squeezing the cheeks, pulling
them wide open and closing them again as a few fingers tickled lightly in
the crack.

"Ooohhhhhh gosh Jon you make me feel so good," he moaned as his hips moved
back and forth, gently fucking his hot young cock into my mouth. I let a
hand drift forward to cup his exposed boy balls, the sperm makers warm in
my hand.

"Stop Jon," he whispered, "I want to make you cum first this time." Me
moved away from me, stood up and pulled his underwear off, standing in all
his glorious nakedness, a wonderful and erotic sight. "Take off your
underwear Jon then lay the chair flat.

I did as he asked and once I was prone he climbed back on, his legs
straddling my head facing the opposite directions. His nuts were right in
my face practically, swaying gently as he maneuvered himself into a
sixty-nine and lowered his mouth to my cock and began licking at the head
before taking the shaft into his mouth and suckling the head.

I reached up and pulled his hips backward, forcing his cheeks to open and
reveal his hole, the delightful wrinkled bud of his asshole and the
stretched flesh at the beginning of his ball sac, his gooch. I lifted my
head and licked at him, a few tentative swipes, before going for the gold,
licking and slurping at the puckered flesh and the bag hanging in front of
my mouth. I wormed my tongue into the very hole itself as if to push it
into his bowels.

Tymmie was able to grasp onto my rock hard cock and hold it upright and
gently stroke it as he sucked using his other hand to keep himself
upright. It wasn't an easy position so I worked and concentrated at trying
to make myself cum quickly for his sake. I can make myself cum when things
are just right and they don't get more right than they were then; a
beautiful boy in the beginning of his sexual explorations, his tight hole
in my face as he sucked my cock.

As I've said before, there's no delicacy in the world that is better than a
cute young teenage boy's asshole so I closed my eyes and ate for all I was
worth. My hands pried him open as far as his flesh would allow and I licked
at him with a frenzy, my tongue pushing into the tight muscle as though to
crawl up inside him. I licked at the sensitive underside of his ball sac
while his head bobbed on my dick and his small hand grasped onto my shaft
and stroked me.

"Fuck baby I'm gonna cum," I whispered two minutes later. Indeed I was. My
concentration was total, my mind envisioning what was happening to me as I
made love to his hole with my tongue. I felt my balls tighten, Tymmie
stroke faster as he pushed his ass farther into my face. I reached
underneath him and grasped onto his cock and stroked him as I felt my own
cock thicken in his hand and began shooting my warm sperm exit into his
mouth. I thrust my hips up slightly, rammed my face even tighter into his
ass as I stroked him, as he suckled and stroked me, and I came with as much
force as I ever have.

Tymmie stayed with me, swallowing the copious amount of thick gooey fluid
that I knew had to be filling his small mouth. I continued to stroke his
cock and as my sperming began to wane his began. I felt him thicken in my
hand and his own cock began spurting, shooting his young sperm out onto my
heaving belly, his hips driving into my hand trying to fuck it. I felt at
least 3 separate splatters on my chest and belly but there may have been
more.

And then it was over, all the squirting and spurting. Tymmie took his mouth
away from my dickhead, a good idea due to its ultra sensitivity. He laid
his head on my thigh and lowered his waist until his weight rested on me,
his nuts a puddle on my chest, his dusky crack inches from my face, a view
as powerful after a sperming as it was before one. After a few moments and
his breathing died down Tymmie said,

"I did it Jon, I drank all your sperms, every drop. Well, except for what
dribbled out afterward," he amended.

"Awesome baby boy, it felt great too having you suck me like that,
especially when I could lick your bottom too."

"I knew you'd like that Jon," he said, "it's why did that, so you could
lick me while I sucked you." He finally moved, getting up, turning around
and gently laying back down on top of me. "Am I too heavy for you Jon,
should I not lay here?"

"No baby," I said as I rubbed his back and down onto his butt. "I like
having you on me, you aren't heavy at all." He kissed me first, then it
became a mutual kiss, tongues gently touching each other inside our
mouths. We stayed like for a little bit, maybe five minutes, before I
suggested we get up. It wasn't all that comfortable and there was still the
matter of Tymmie's boy sperms cooling on our skin.

"I think another shower is in order sweetie, what do you think?" He smiled
and nodded his pretty blonde head so we went back inside, picked up the
various articles of clothing and went upstairs to my room where we simply
dropped everything into a pile and headed for the shower. Tymmie wanted to
wash me first for a change, that is, everything from top to bottom, much
like I had done for him. I stood, relaxing against the wall as he gently
soaped and rubbed, paying especially close attention to my half hard cock
and balls. He was on his knees, face in close, a serious expression
replacing his smile, as he carefully soaped down every nook and cranny. I
didn't stay half hard for long. He had me turn around and did the same for
my back and, once again on his knees, spent a fair amount of time cleaning
my asshole causing me to remark that it felt awesomely good.

Once he was finished he removed the nozzle and did the rinsing part, making
sure there wasn't a bit of soap anywhere. I had my back to him when he was
done and started to turn back around but a hand on my back indicated he
wanted me to stay put. A second later I felt my cheeks open up then
Tymmie's tongue licking at my hole. This was his first real oral excursion
into the temple of Sodom and his movements were tentative at first but
rapidly growing more forceful as he discovered how erotic rimming can
be. Well, this side of it since the boy already knew the other side.

I spread my legs farther and leaned over somewhat to give him better access
and he went after his target with a vengeance, licking and slurping with
wild abandon. He felt on my balls and tugged the large eggs as he worked
adding more fuel to the rapidly growing fire. I could hear his breathing
become more rapid, could hear soft little moans and groans escaping from
his throat, and I was right there with him. Knowing it was a drop dead cute
young boy doing the work, knowing it was Tymmie behind me, took me to the
limit pretty quickly.

"Baby," I whispered, "I want you to fuck me, okay?" Boy did it. I wasn't
about to wait for the bedroom either, I wanted his hard young cock rammed
up inside me right there in the shower and I told him so. He moved away
from me and I turned around, watching as he squirted hair conditioner into
his hand and slathered it all over his pulsing teen cock, shivering as he
lubed the sensitive head. I reached over him and retrieved some liquid then
smeared it all over my asshole, stuffing some up inside to insure
lubrication, although I didn't really need all that much. I could handle
Tymmie's boycock with relative ease.

I bent back over, feet spread out farther so that I was low enough for him
to access me and felt his hand on my hip to steady us both. I reached
behind and pulled on the opposite cheek, opening myself up as he guided his
missile to my flesh. I felt the head touch me, then pressure, then more
pressure until my body buckled under the assault and gave way allowing the
young invader inside, his swollen teen cock head passing through the ring
of muscle.

"Stop for just a moment sweet boy. Let my body adjust to you." He did as I
asked.  "Are you okay Jon, should I stop?" Concern was evident in his
voice. I told him it would be fine, that it hurt just a tad and I wanted to
be able to enjoy the full experience with any pain at all.  "Go ahead
Tymmie, put it all inside me," I told him less than half a minute later.

Tymmie put a hand on each hip for balance and began the millennia old dance
of life, slowly and gently sliding into me until his hairs touched my skin
then moving back out about half way before returning. He moved his hands to
my ass cheeks and pushed, opening me up as far as my flesh would allow and
began fucking me with a steady medium pace.

"Oh man Jon, it's so awesome a feelings and I can see my cock go in and out
of you." His voice was low, and husky, full of lust. I reached back
underneath me, feeling my own heavy balls then back a little further until
my fingers grazed Tymmie's stiff cock where it entered my body. I could
feel the softness of his skin as it slid across my fingers until his young
sperm filled balls touched me. I fingered his nuts, fondling and squeezing
gently, causing their owner to groan at the feelings ripping up his
body. He started sliding back out and I made him stop. I wanted to watch my
baby's face when he came.

I stood up and had Tymmie lie on the shower floor, his head away from the
spray. I grabbed a bottle of conditioner off the shelf the stood over the
boy, then moved into a kneeling position, straddling his cock. Tymmie knew
what I was going to do so held his rock hard young fuck pole upright while
I lowered my asshole toward the swollen head. Flesh touched flesh and I
simply sat down on him, my hole loosened up enough so that his cock slipped
right inside, causing yet another groan from him.

I slowly started moving my hips around as well as up and down and Tymmie's
instinct was to help by pushing his waist upward, to give me as much of his
cock as possible. My own rock hard dick was standing straight out from my
body where I poured lotion all up and down its length. Tymmie gripped it
and as I started moving my waist forward and back, I automatically fucked
his hand. I reached behind to feel his young balls once again, marveling at
their texture, their feel. I could feel his cock at my asshole and spread
two fingers out so that as I moved, I could feel his dick between them. God
I was so fucking hot for this cute young boy's cock. I loved having him
fuck me, or in this case, me fuck him and it didn't take long before we
were both at the edge.

Since I had more control I worked at keeping my orgasm in check in order
for us to come together, thereby increasing the feelings from our
individual spermings.

"Oh god Jon I'm gonna squirt Jon I'm gonna cum any second, oh god oh god,"
he moaned as his head thrashed and then he exploded. His eyes flew open,
his entire body tensed and I could feel his cock swell inside of me as I
let go of my own cumming. I ground my hips, ramming my asshole onto his
squirting cock trying to get as much feeling into him as I could as my own
cock unleashed a torrent of sperm that flew to Tymmie's face and chest.

"AAAHHH, AAAAHH, OOOOHHHHHH," he moaned out as he tried to push his ass off
the ground while I worked his upright cock like a fucking race car gear
shift, my own gear shit continuing to pour cum out onto Tymmie's panting
body while his young sperm filled my bowels. All too soon the eruptions
stopped and I slowed down as well, sitting on Tymmie's lap, his still
pulsing cock firmly embedded in my ass, his taut belly was heaving from the
exertion and feelings.

"That was an incredible cum Jon, I kind a like it when you take control
like that."

I explained that position actually gave the catcher, the bottom, the guy
getting fucked, more control over the action, more control of how much cock
gets inside of him and when. I further explained that it was a good
position for first timer's for those reasons. Tymmie was reflective for a
moment then asked quietly,

"Do you think that would be the best for me Jon, I mean the first time you
go inside of me, the first time you fuck me?"  That wasn't what I'd been
aiming for or hinting at when I gave him that information, honest, but
since he brought it up I went with it.

"Do you think that's what you want to do Tymmie, have me fuck you
sometime?"

"Oh yeah, I really want you to fuck me Jon. I want to feel what it's like
and besides I really love you and I want to feel your big cock inside of
me. I just don't know when that will be." I squeezed my asshole on his cock
which made him laugh.

 "I can really feel you do that Jon, it's weird." I chuckled at that, he
felt that as well and told me so. I continued with his previous thought,

"Well my sweetest baby boy, you'll know when it's time and until that time
comes around, I'm not gonna pressure you to do it. Besides, I love having
you fuck me."  He laughed and said that he liked fucking me so it worked
out just fine,

"What you'd call a symbiotic relationship," he added with a laugh.  His
cock finally softened and squished out of my ass, leaving me feel a little
empty. It was, after all, his third sperming of the day. I leaned down and
kissed him, gently pushing my tongue to meet his as I rolled off of him and
lay beside him, the shower water still raining down on us although it
seemed to be getting cooler.  I could understand that since we'd let it run
for so long.

We got up and cleaned off, got out and dried off, headed to my room where
we fell onto my bed.

"I love you so much Tymmie," I whispered. I'm so very glad that you moved
here with me."

As I rubbed his back and held him tightly he whispered into the crook of my
neck,

"I love you too Jon, with all my heart."