Date: Mon, 5 May 2003 15:12:42 -0700
From: Bert Carley <bertcarley@goldrush.com>
Subject: Young Teddy's Escapades - Part one

The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic
events between males. If you are offended by such material, are too
young, or live in an area where it is not allowed, don't read the story.
In the world of this story the characters do not always use condoms. In
the real world, everyone should practice safe sex.

Direct any comments to bertcarley@goldrush.com


Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 1

I admit, I learned all about sex at a very early age by a couple of
neighborhood boys, the Williams brothers, 14 and 16 when I was just 8,
almost 9. There were not any boys in the neighborhood my age, and these two
boys lived right next door. They were both big muscular boys, tall, dark
and handsome. They had a workshop/shed in their back yard where they had
weight equipment set up they worked out on every day. They both had muscles
that were developing into something quite awesome. I liked to look at them
and would show up almost every day when they were working out in just a
pair of shorts and tennis shoes. Being a cute little blue eyed blond boy,
still with long blond wavy hair and soft white skin, I was drawn to them
like a magnet is drawn to metal. It wasn't long that I knew why they let me
hang with them so much. From the first day we moved into the neighborhood,
I knew there was something about them that I liked, but I really didn't
know what it was. Just standing there, watching them would give me a
semi-woody.  Neither said a word about it either. They told me if I
stripped down to just my shorts like they did they would teach me to lift
weights and build up my muscles so I would look like them. They make
everything a game, began to touch, fondle and wrestle with me on the matted
floor. I've never had so much attention. Hell, they had me playing with
their cocks that very first week. The next week they had me sucking on
them. It was all part of their game. I loved it, especially when they both
got nude and jacked off all over me when they had me pinned on the
mat. They liked to fondle me, calling me Pretty Teddy, though my name was
Theadore or Ted for short. They would get me all excited by jacking my
little cock, then they would feed me their 6 and 8inchers. Over the period
of just a few weeks that first summer, they introduced me to boy sex. They
taught me to climax, but I was still shooting dry bullets; however, it felt
wonderful. The crazy thing was, I liked the feelings that went on inside me
enough to keep going back for more excitement with them. Soon thereafter,
they began to finger me when I was sucking on them. It didn't take long and
they treated me to my first anal sex with them. They finally trained me
where one would suck on my nipples while the other sucked on my dick until
they got me all excited. Then they would stop, one would fill my mouth
while the other would fill my bottom, then they would change positions and
do it again. Sometimes, rotating, two or three times getting me to climax
multiple times with them shooting loads into me over and over. They smelled
so good too, all sweaty and slick with perspiration.  They were rough, but
I got use to it and was soon showing up every afternoon to be with them
almost begging for another session of anal sex with them. They had me
addicted to their game. Then they would stuff toilet paper up my ass to
keep me from leaking. When I was 14, they moved away, leaving me without
any ass play. I about went crazy for want after they were gone from my
life.

I started going to the mall bathrooms and the park bathrooms, but only ran
into older guys that wanted to suck me off or take me home with them, no
one even close to my own age. I had not luck at all in finding someone to
make love to my ass like the Williams brothers had done for 5 years. One
Friday, a few weeks after the Williams family moved, after 11:00pm, when I
was 14 and horny, I got enough nerve up to do something drastic all by
myself to get some dick. It was a warm summer night so I cleaned up real
good, inside and out, put on a tank top, baggy knee high shorts and my
running shoes. I even put some of my dad's shaving lotion on and smelled
nice. I sneaked out of the house and jogged about 15 blocks to a local
truck stop that I heard talk had a reputation for hot action. I was a
determined kid. There were five big sleeper rigs parked in the lot and
about three Harley Davidson hogs parked in front of the restaurant with
three or four pick-up trucks and cars. I did not even go into the
restaurant, headed right for the separate building out back of the
restaurant that housed the bathrooms and showers where the truckers could
clean up. There were two bikers standing at the urinal pissing, the other
one was sitting on the can. There were three big guys in the showers.
Seeing the nude guys automatically gave me a big hard-on. The bikers were
all hot, but one of the guys in the shower was not just a hunk, but had an
uncircumcised dick dangling between his legs that was about the most
beautiful thing I have ever seen.  Having been without for so long, I could
not take my eyes off that big hunk of dick. I guessed him to be late
twenties/ early thirties, black hair, muscles, a few tattoos, and that nice
big dick. He looked over, realized I was standing looking at him in one of
the over sink mirrors. He just smiled at first, then took his cock in his
hand, jacked it a couple of times, and blew a kiss at me. It started to
grow in his hand, so he dropped it. It kept growing, my eyes glued to it
until the head popped from its' protective shield and started to reach for
the ceiling. Then it slowly softened and the sheath slipped gently back
over half the head. I knew what I wanted, smiled, licked my lips when I
knew he was watching, turned and stepped up to the urinal. By that time,
the three bikers were gone so I just loosened my shorts and let them drop
down over my ankles. I wore no underwear, so my ass was bare, totally
visible to him and the other two guys in the showers. I lifted my tank top
up so my buns were exposed as I took a long slow leak, when my dick
softened enough to get it flowing. I then turned my head and smiled again
at him, dropped my tank top down, pulled up my shorts and pointed to
outside. I just turned and left, hoping he would come out soon so I could
ask him if he wanted to play. I stepped over just outside the door to the
bathroom and stood in the dark.

People were coming and going in and out of the bathrooms as I awaited his
exit. It seemed like forever, I could not understand what was taking him so
long. Finally, he stepped out with his travel bag, towel, etc. in his
arms. I could see that he was clean- shaven, except for the big black
mustache he wore so very well. He was dashing in his wranglers, red cowboy
shirt, and boots. His coal black curly hair glistened, even in the dark. He
looks around, could not see me standing off to the side in the dark. He
shrugs his shoulders, then takes off for one of the rigs. By the time he is
unlocking the cab, I am standing at his side. I never realized he was as
tall as he was. He was so damn handsome.  I could not resist, actually
startled him for just a second when I stepped up and boldly grabbed his
crotch and gave it a squeeze. He jumped back at least a foot, dropped
everything he was carrying and suddenly saw it was me looked at me, smiled
and said, "Well Howdy to you too little partner, my names Buddy, what's
yours?"

"Theadore, but you can call me Teddy if you like, you really turned me on
when I saw you in the shower; you are so handsome! Can I get in the sleeper
with you Buddy?"

"Well, sure you can Teddy, step right up into my abode!" I climbed in ahead
of him.  It was really nice inside, clean, new and organized. He had a
refrigerator, stove, microwave, TV, stereo system and a nice full size bed
all tucked away behind the drivers and passengers seats. We could actually
stand up and move around in there, and it had full access to the driver's
compartment. He immediately took his shirt off exposing his massive hairy
chest and tattoos. He motioned me to undress. Hell, I was stripped and
waiting, anxious to get him next to me. He took his time undressing,
folding and putting things in a small closet as he went about his
business. I just watched him while I sat on the edge of the bed. He then
leaned forward and planted a kiss on my forehead, then my nose, then my
chin, missing my lips. Next, he began to lick and suck on my nipples until
they were standing up like little beans, hard and sensitive. He licked his
way down stopping at my blond bush. He just nuzzled his nose into that
patch of hair and inhaled deeply for a few seconds. "Mmmmmm, you smell
good!" He raised my legs up and hooked each ankle to a couple of straps
that attached to the ceiling that pulled my ass up off the bed, suspending
me resting on my own shoulders against the bed. He started licking between
my balls, down over the perineum, circling my pinkie, then nipping, licking
and biting on my inner thighs, dragging the long hairs of his coarse
mustache over the skin. It felt wonderful. I thought I was going to loose
it all in one huge climax. He realized I was very close, so he stopped
until I calmed back down a bit. Then he started all over, but this time he
licked around my pinkie rosebud. Soon his tongue was in me, getting me so
hot I was begging him to fuck me. This really turned him on and his tongue
went wild in me. He grabbed my cock at the base and squeezed it off so I
could not cum and continued the tongue assault on my rosebud and the
mustache assault on my inner thighs for a while longer. I was bucking and
moaning.

He put KY on his finger and in it went. Then in went the second finger, and
finally a third. He worked my ass with those fingers some more until he had
me crying for his dick. "Oh Please Fuck Me Buddy, Please!"

"OK little guy, as soon as I put on this rubber and let you down out of the
straps so I can get you lined up with my dick. Hold your legs up for me
baby!" He lowered me right down on to his dick until the head popped in. It
burned for just a while, until he had me buried a few more inches so he was
massaging my prostrate gland. Then I just popped down over him to the root.

He let out a sigh and said, "You like that baby, don't you? Now lower your
legs over my shoulders and scoot back so I can get up on the bed under you
on my knees. That's my girl!" He proceeded, slowly fucking me until he
could see that I was enjoying each plunge over my hot spot. He then
increased the speed until he just let loose and wildly fucked me with his
whole body weight behind each plunge. He leaned forward and started to
suckle my nipples and I shot my first load all over his chest hair and my
stomach. As my muscles squeezed and kneaded his cock, resulting from my
climax, it took him over the top. He stiffened and shot a hot load up into
my bottom whispering, "Oh Baby, so good!"

Before I left to get home, he had brought me to two more climaxes before
his pecker ran out of steam. He gave me his cell phone number, his full
name, his address and the city and state. He was from Oregon and told me he
made a run back and forth to Los Angeles about once a month. I gave him my
private line into my bedroom, my full name too, but not my address and told
him to call and leave a message on my answering machine when he would be
coming by again. Sunday morning I received a message off my machine from
Buddy. It said he would be by that afternoon on his return trip, could use
a little company and hoped to see me around 3:00pm at the truck stop.

I was standing under the trees when he pulled in at about 2:45pm. He honked
his big air horn and parked in the rear. I ran full speed alongside his rig
until he came to a complete stop. He opened the driver's door, pulled me up
on to his lap, laid a big kiss right on my lips, and said, "Miss me Baby, I
sure missed you?"  I nodded YES! "After I shower and clean up, get
something to eat, we can have some fun again."

I just put my nose to him and said, "Oh you smell so good Buddy, please
don't shower! I love the way you smell, so ah-natural and masculine! Hmmm!
Please don't shower!"

"OK baby, but I've been sweating since I was last here, and probably pretty
ripe you know where. Your choice though!"

"I'll take you as you are thank you!" He took my hand, put it to his lips
and then we headed for the restaurant again where he ate. I just had a
coke, watched him all starry eyed, every once in awhile rubbing his crotch
under the table, when no one was looking.  He kept taking my hand away
because he was getting a big hard on, but I was a persistent and he finally
just let me feel his dick through his wranglers to my hearts content. He
kept giving me the high sign every time someone was walking our way.

"I guess you realize I am going to have to rape you all afternoon for
getting me so excited?" I just laughed and squeezed him harder. He walked
out of the restaurant with his shirttail pulled out covering a wet spot and
his huge hard-on that afternoon, me following like his puppy dog. When we
made love, I told him I always wanted him to smell as he does now when he
makes love to me. We made love all afternoon, then we showered together,
and I waved good-by to him as he pulled his rig back on to the highway. I
headed back home for supper. When I got to my bedroom the phone was
ringing.

"Hello, Oh high Buddy. Yes, I had a good time too! No, you can give your
trucker friends my phone number, as long as they are good looking like
you. OK then, I will expect a call from a Pete in a few days and another
from Jake. Love you too Teddy!" Through Buddy, I was in contact with some
of the hottest truckers that ran from Portland, Oregon to Los Angeles, CA
on a regular basis. I got all the cock I needed after that eventful night
with Buddy. Those truckers certainly knew how to take care of my needs.
They all treated me like a girl, ignoring the fact that I was indeed a
young boy. They never called me names, or made fun of me. Best of all, they
always gave me a call when they were going through the Sacramento area so I
could give them a good time.

If you liked my story or have any remarks, email me at
bertcarley@goldrush.com.