Date: Thu, 6 Nov 2014 12:43:31 -0700
From: odanny dannyo <odannyoh@hotmail.com>
Subject: file me under "SEDUCER"

  I am here to do HIS bidding and HE commands me to seduce anyone into HIS
ways; those ways for me are seduction/ I know HE is pleased for HE presents
to me HIS toys, be they boy or man and sometimes even the beast of the land

PURE FANTASY, I do not condone nor condemn such actions. I write purely for
the sake of noting that things happen, and to stimulate a healthy debate.

I moved to a city in the SW some years ago.. I was doing pretty well in the
finance dept. Working for a major corp. Well I bought a house just east of
town, great place, there were only 3 other houses on the street, the area
now is packed with houses as the city has grown.

The formal living room (not all that formal but not as comfortable as the
"family room). Well I called and subscribed to the newspaper, which was
delivered in the early AM like about 5. One morning I was for some reason
drinking my coffee in the living room and I saw the kid who was delivering
the paper.. a cute little thing, skinny, and a shock of blond hair. He was
often in shorts, his legs fit the rest of him thin, not bony but thin. I
began to watch him each morning as I sat in my robe with my coffee and
cigs. Then I took to standing by the very large picture window, leaving my
robe open.

He noticed and each morning he would check out the window,, as time went
on, I started moving away from the window, just to see his reaction. He
stared harder and harder to catch a view of me.

At the time porn was only available on 16mm movie film. I set the screen so
that it could be seen from the street. Each morning I would play a
film.. straight ones. He changed his route so that he was coming from the
other direction, making me his last stop I had guessed, because he would
stand at the end of the driveway for a bit, looking into the window and
watching the movie. I got bold one morning and was sitting so that I could
be seen when he was ogling the movie and I was naked, my hand in my lap
covering my cock. He was obviously more interested in me than the movie. So
the next day I put a night light close enough for him to get a better view
of me. And so it went acting like I didn't see him I would stroke, and
occasionally walk in front of the window as though I was headed for another
room. His hand under the waist band of his shorts. I could tell he was
stroking right along with me, glancing between me and the movie. I realized
he was about 11 or 12, and at that age hornier than a double peckered Billy
goat. I stopped my payment method so that he would have to come to the door
and make a collection on a weekly basis.

The first week he came to collect around 6pm, I answered the door in a pair
of what they used to call onion running shorts, not meant to be worn
without at least a jockstrap. Which by the way I was not wearing, the
shorts were cut up the outside seam so that as you moved the shorts opened
and exposed more thigh, to make running less constrictive.

He introduced himself and put out a hand to shake, I held it longer than
usually done. I told him that for me it would be better if he used the
front door (to the living room) for his collections, he meekly told me he
would be happy to.

Sure enough the next Friday evening he came to the door to get paid, I in
the same shorts invited him in to wait while I got the money, informing him
that he should come in and shut the door as I had the air conditioner on. I
gathered the money and a hefty tip. As I walked back to him, I had begun to
chub up and it was clear my cock was moving back and forth in my
shorts. That was all he looked at. I had to shake his shoulder to get his
attention. Spell broken he took the money, and notice the $10.00 tip.

The following Friday when he came to collect I had the projector set up and
playing a bi-sex movie. My shorts tented out I answered the door, and
invited him in while I retrieved his money, leaving the movie on
haphazardly. His focus was torn between the movie and my tented shorts. My
cock softening I came back and as I handed him his money I dropped it,, how
silly of me. lol I kneeled down to pick it up and my cockhead was exposed,
his hands were in his shorts, it was so obvious. Kids sometimes just do
things unconsciously as I stood up, my head brushed against his little
tent. He gasped and pulled his hand from his shorts and turned bright
red. I laughed ad told him no big deal and how sorry I was to have left the
movie on, telling him how stupid I was to let him see "adult" stuff. It's
ok he stammered. I held out his payment my hand at crotch level, he was so
close to my cock when he reached for it, I could feel the heat from his
body. another 10er as a tip, we chatted. I found out that his parents
worked nights, he was 12, and he was so bored after his route that he would
veg out in front of the TV

Then next week why not plan on staying a bit, I could order pizza, what kid
doesn't like pizza?

The next Friday I had the drapes drawn, pizza on the coffee table,
projector set up, not playing. His mind must have been racing with the
thoughts of "movie night" he was boned, he was trying to hide it, you know
how difficult that can be. Of course I never paid any attention to his
condition, invited him in, and we sat and talked and ate. I had a Scotch in
front of me, he had a soda. I learned he was a loner, the class geek.

Oh this kid was ripe for the picking. I spread my legs a bit and I am sure
I was exposed, and of course never noticed it. HE DID.

Up came his bone. He asked me about my not wearing underwear. I stammered
and rearranged myself apologizing profusely. I explained that underwear was
uncomfortable, as I extended my Scotch to him, no hesitation he took the
drink. Like I said pizza cant be resisted and alcohol wow he had hit the
jackpot. He took a couple of gulps of my drink, and I mean some serious
gulps, he coughed and choked to the point I thought he would spray it all
out. I told him it was intended to be sipped not gulped. He told me how it
burned, and made him feel warm all over.

I brought the conversation back to underwear. How free it felt, you know
like when you got naked. Did he ever get naked and just hang out around the
house? He blushed and admitted that he did. Well it's kind of the same
thing. Why not try it? Bewildered he asked right now? Sure why not? He
sputtered a bit, the alcohol freeing up his inhibitions by now. I
encouraged him, take your shirt off and take of your underwear and try it/
Without missing a beat the shirt came off and then the shorts, he was boned
and embarrassed, don't be, I have a bonner too. See and I stood up. His
tighty whities came off, what a pretty sight. Barely any hair, his little
cut pecker standing straight up. I was oblivious about staring at his cock,
and flattered him about how big it was, you know all that bullshit that
makes a boy proud. He turned and bent over to pick up his shorts I could
have died and gone to heaven. His butt was chalk white, and totally
inviting, when he bent over I caught a glimpse of his butt hole. Oh such a
perv, there was almost no containing me. But the plan still needed
work. Walk around a bit and see how great if feels not to be stuck in his
tightly whities. He strutted the nylon shorts encouraging his little
bone. Now take the shorts off and walk, and you will think it is almost the
same. Hesitation, tell you what, why don't I do the same.

Both of us naked now, both of us boned. He was impressed with himself, and
laser-like eyes glued on my bone. Score!!!  I thought.

He reached for the Scotch and took another big gulp, no choking this
time. He wanted to watch a movie, would I let him? Well I'm not so sure, I
mean they are only intended for adults, and I could get into a lot of
trouble. He assured me that he wouldn't tell a soul. I agreed. He sat down
on the floor in front of the screen back against the coffee table, cross
legged pecker upright. I put on the movie and sat next to him. The movie
rolling; the kid left the room and went into the movie. I commented on the
size of the guys, and told him he was going to be at least that big from
what I could see of the size of him now. My hand move to encompassed his
pecker, he barely flinched. Encouraged by my actions he did like wise. He
held my cock tentatively and then tightened up on it. I bent over and
caused his hand to release my cock, and I sucked his cock into my mouth. I
never let him touch me again that night, this was all his treat.

In front of him now, I grabbed his ankles and pulled him away from the
coffee table so that he could lay flat, I nursed his cock and then both his
cock and balls. There was no greater joy for him, and me as well. He was
trying to get his whole body into my mouth. My hands found their way to his
butt, oh how tender that skin. How moist the crack in his ass. I moved my
hands back to his ankles and lifted his legs and went for the kill. My
mouth around his hole, my teeth nibbling at the edges of his hole, my
tongue lapping at that sweet hole, I was devouring him. I was in a five
star restaurant.. My hands moving all over his body, he was holding up his
own legs. Back to his cock I went slowly lapping every centimeter of his
tender youth, back on his cock! He was writhing on the carpet, and then it
happened, he had a dry climax. He tensed up, shook all over and then went
limp. I wrapped that tender little boy in my arms so tightly. I shot my
load all over his belly.

There was such intensity for both of us.

Friday nights became routine for us. I never pushed myself on him,, I only
wanted him to be pleasured. This went on for months, I brought him to his
first wet climax. In the course of all these nights I learned his father
now worked at the same company as I did.

This was a little too close to jail for me. I encouraged him to bring a
school buddy over one Friday evening, and he and I seduced the other boy. I
encouraged him into lovemaking with his friend.

To the point that it became only the two of them,, fine by me. Soon they
were doing sleep overs at each others houses. I saw less and less of my
paperboy. What a graceful way to exit and keep myself from what might be
impending jail time.

The boy gave up his paper route and soon there was another boy on the route
and another seduction to take place.