Date: Thu, 1 May 2014 10:38:30 -0400
From: Nut Honey <mrnuttnhoney@gmail.com>
Subject: Master Red?s Stable of Fuckable Colts & Fillies: Jay Pt 1

Master Reds stable of Fuckable Colts & Fillies: Jay Pt 1

 Yesterday was the second of my bi-monthly sessions with my prize colt,
*Jay.

We get together at least twice a month and I think I burn more calories
fucking him than on my thrice weekly, forty-minute walks through the
neighborhood.

Jay came to me through a4a and were it not for his persistence I probably
never would have bedded him.

It was easy enough to check out his profile and pictures without having to
engage with him, so, out of curiosity I did.

I could see from his pics that he was a (black & white) mixed race beauty.

He was 19 years old but from his size (five foot five and 127 lbs.) he
looked about sixteen-which in and of itself gave me pause but I continued.

His tightly curled short dark hair, styled in a faux-hawk crowned his
boyishly handsome caf‚ au lait colored face. He had a well-proportioned
swimmers build on an almost hairless body except for a patch of silky, dark
pubes framing his slim 7-inch cut cock (he claimed 8 inches in his
profile).

And he had a surprisingly full, phatt ass for one with so small a frame.

My first thought was that he was hot but definitely too young and that I
would kill him if I laid my full weight on top of him.

But none of my hesitation or concerns seemed to matter to him; his msgs to
me online were unrelenting in his desire for me to fuck him since I
embodied all that he said he fantasized about.

He assured me that he was no virgin and had no trouble finding guys to hook
up with but guys his own age did not interest him-I did.

He had the arrogance and bluster of a well off, suburban youth that wanted
for nothing except street cred (in this case-in bed).

I asked if he was in college he said that he wanted to join the Navy
instead but could not meet the minimum weight requirement (imagine having
trouble keeping weight on-ahh youth).

When he told me about the military I got hard thinking of the field day
some Petty Officer or Sailor(s) would have pulling a train on him in basic.

He told me that he did not drive so I would have to come to him and that he
still lived at home in his parents basement.

I got a perverse thrill out of fucking him that first time (in his now
grown up sanctum sanctorum) in what was probably his childhood bed,
wondering as he moaned, Daddy, Daddy fuck me deeper writhed and whimpered
as I plunged deeper inside his young hole if I was a sexual stand-in, doing
what he lusted for his father to do to him but would not dare because
society and propriety prohibit.


 I remember how quiet it was after I finished fucking Jay that first time.

Earlier the room was full of sound; the bed springs singing to the rhythms
of slurping and thrusting, me telling him what to do and how to do it,
talking dirty to him and Jay asking how he could please, begging me to fuck
him harder and deeper.

And then there were our orgasms; mine low, deep and well deserved after a
sweaty, athletic session that lasted the better part of an hour and his the
youthful exaltation of spilling seed that comes from one still learning the
endless possibilities of the joys their body can give them (and others).

I remember being impressed that he could suck dick so well; opening his
small mouth wide and accepted my meat deep down his throat as I held onto
either side of his head with my large hands and fucked his face, sometimes
gently sometimes violently, all the while I accessed his temperament and
willingness to submit to whatever I dished out.

I held his head firmly so he could not pull back off my dick, forcing him
to breathe through his nose, a salty tear or two (pain? pleasure?) rolling
down his face to mix with the saliva overflowing from his mouth full of
cock.

Satisfied with his oral skills I ordered him off his knees on the floor
where I had positioned him to worship me and onto the bed.

It was time to inspect his ass, rim him and ready him for more.

The site of his tan, hairless, young body as he got on all fours; well
muscled little legs leading up to a perfectly rounded ass and pink pucker
revealed when I told him to reach back and spread his cheeks apart made my
dik jump.

Leaning in for a closer look I could see and smell that he was fresh and
well prepared.

I am a top that appreciates a bottom that knows how to douche and prepare
his hole for sex as apposed to leaving it for its primary function is the
only type that I will accept.

As I started a slow exploration of his hole with my tongue I could hear him
let out a soft, guttural moan of pleasure.

He greedily pushed his ass back against my face as my tongue probed the
sensitive outer skin before exploring the inside of his hole.

It was not too long before his hole was well lubricated by spit so his hole
willingly accepted one, then two, then three of my fingers inside his body,
stretching and searching his anus for sensitive pleasure spots.

His ass writhed and quivered as my fingers plunged deeper.

It was then that I knew he would be a perfect candidate for fisting?but
that would have to wait and he would have to earn that pleasure at another
session.

As I rose from my bent position from fingering and rimming him; my face wet
with his juices, pulling him back onto his knees with me, grabbing him by
the shoulder and throat, twisting him toward me so that I could turn his
face up toward mine to kiss him for the first time, making him taste
himself on my tongue while stroking his rock hard member, dripping with
pre-cum.

I pushed him back down, looking over all of him, this pocket-sized gay boy,
perfectly positioned in doggy; head down, back arched and ass raised in
offering for whatever I chose to do.

And so his real test began, as it was time to mount him, to see and feel
what his hole could take and what were his limits.



* All names and some of the descriptions, attributes or characteristics of
individuals have been changed or altered to protect the identity and
privacy of actual people or person(s) encountered.

* I look forward to your comments and critiques