Date: Sat, 16 Jan 1999 14:32:41 PST
From: mike hollis <bishadow@hotmail.com>
Subject: Spring Afternoon

WARNING: This story is solely a product of imagination;
it is not a depiction of real life. It involves sexual acts between an
adult male and a minor.  The author firmly believes such activity should
remain only in the realm of fantasy, and in no way condones such
activity in real life.

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hello to another BI guy.   Bishadow@Hotmail.Com


I didn't see him as I walked in the door downstairs so I looked around.
I walked up the stairs to look for him there.  The first thing I saw was
my TV on and a tape of me and my friends Robin and Dave.  We had made
the tape a year ago and on it I was between her legs pistoning my cock
in and out of her.  Her husband knelt at our heads and his large
ballsack was in her mouth.  My head was bobbing up and down the length
of his very nice erection.  There he was on my bed.  There was the
glorious body that I had wanted for so long naked on my feather bed,
propped up on the pillows.  His head was turned towards the TV and his
right hand was busily stroking his manly shaft.  As I moved a little a
floorboard creaked and betrayed my presence.  He turned to me and
smiled.  He didn't seem startled or even bothered by my standing there
despite the fact that he was in my house naked on my bed masturbating
and that he had found one of my private tapes.  He was beauty
personified.  His lovely lips opened and said, "Should I leave?"  I
told him to stop what he was doing and he did.  His hand stopped sliding
up and down on his big throbber. My reply to his answer was to quickly
shed my clothes revealing my proud physique and my hard and waving
wanger.  I stepped towards the bed...

      I met Mathew a year and a half ago when he was locked up in the
facility I worked in.  He had been locked up for stealing items from his
parent's house and was not very criminally sophisticated.  To put it
simply he was beautiful.  He was sweet and didn't fit in with the tough
crowd.  He had the face of a model, he was not handsome, but had the
beauty of a woman with long blond hair.  His blue eyes pierced you when
he looked at you.  He was about 5'9 and 145 pounds.  But that didn't
tell the story at all.  He was slender and hairless with a proud chest,
slim waist, slender but muscled legs, the butt of a woman and a penis
that dangled longer between his legs than most of his agemates when they
got out of the shower.  His body had the sheen of muscles that gave his
slender physique beauty.  When he bent over to pick an item off the
floor, his stomach muscles and his lats became very pronounced.  I am a
very appropriate person in general, but being bisexual I tend to notice
physical beauty in both genders.  In working with Mat I could not but
help notice this handsome, young man.  Rumors began to surface about Mat
cracking guys off (giving blowjobs).  I could tell it bothered Mat so I
took him aside and he went on and on how he only liked girls.  One
night, however, as I made the 11:30 check of each resident in his room
I looked through Mat and his roommate's little window in their heavy
door and guess what I saw in the moonlight flooding the room.  Mat's
roommate was laying back on his bunk completely naked, his head moving
from side to side.  Kneeling between his legs also in his birthday suit
was beautiful Mat.  Mat was in the process of giving the roommate a very
skilled blowjob. I could clearly see a very rigid cock slide in an out
of Mat's mouth and I could hear barely discernable moans coming through
the door.  Mat's left hand was skinning his own meat as he gave his
roommate pleasure with his mouth.   The boy on the bed began flicking
his hips up and down under Mat, picking up the pace of Mat's sucking
until Mat brought his right hand up to the boys pole and jacked it
fast.  Mat slowed the pace of his sucking down and kept only four
inches or so in his mouth.  The boy of the bed grabbed mat's head and
then I saw Mat's Adam's apple bob up and down as though he were
swallowing something fast.  Mat let the boys half hard erection slip
from his mouth and began.  His knees were slightly bent and his right
hand now had taken over the frantic frigging.   As I had thought, he had
a love muscle to be proud of.  In the moonlight I saw every muscle on
the boys body move and shimmer as the hand skinned what had to be a 7
inch, steel hard, erection.  In a couple of minutes Mat leaned his head
back and I heard a low groan as jet upon jet of his youth spurted out of
the end of his cock and onto the legs of the prone boy on the bed in
front of him.  I moved from the window now so the boys would not see me.
This type of behavior should have landed both boys in solitary with the
ridicule of all of the campus but I let them have their secret and went
home and masturbated most of the night thinking about the two handsome
boys in the moonlight.

      A month later another staff sent both lovers to lock up when the
staff did a routine check and observed both boys standing up naked.  The
roommate behind Mat had his hands around Mat's waist and was fucking
Mat like nobodies business.  To all the kids on campus Mat was a fag.
This meant two things.  He was ostracized by half the kids and the other
either wanted to meet up with him for a secret blowjob, or they tried to
punk him into sex.  I counseled Mat about the fact that it was okay to
be Gay, Bisexual, or Straight, but you just can't do it here.  He had a
very elaborate story about that night and insisted he was straight.  I
knew different however.  I had seen him satisfy the other boy that
moonlit night.  A boy who had been punked or coerced into performing the
act would not have stood and masturbated himself when he had swallowed
the cream of his roommate.  I knew he liked boys.  As time went by Mat's
behavior warranted him being sent to a group home where he did very
well.  I received reports that he was in junior college and that
eventually he was paroled to his grandmother's house.   It came as a
shock to me to see him catching the bus in front of my house one day.

      Normally one does not want any of the boys to know where you
lived.   Mat eventually saw me while I was mowing the lawn one day and
we had a great talk.  He was just as sweet and friendly as before.  He
looked radiantly beautiful and healthy.  He told me his grandmother
lived on the next block and he only five more months at junior college
and he was enrolled at the state college.  We became more and more
friendly in our chats until one night I heard a knock on my door and
there he was.  I ushered him in and we laughed and joked and watched a
movie together.  When he left I ran upstairs, tore my clothes off and
whipped my hard cock into mush with the fantasy of having that boy to
myself for an afternoon.  He was 17 now and getting mature and I enjoyed
his presence in my house and his friendship.  He kept visiting and the
more we got to know each other the more we shared about ourselves.  He
told me that he met women at school but had been way too busy to go out
with any.  He intimated that he was really horny.  I told him that I was
between lovers at the moment.   One sunny afternoon just as we finished
off the last of the wine coolers in the house, we were both a little
tipsy and talking about were I work.  He let slip that perhaps there was
something to what happened to him there.  I told him that I was going to
go and get more coolers and when I got back I would tell him what I saw
one moonlit night in room number 4.  He laughed and said, "What are you
talking about?"  He was blushing deeply.  I laughed back and said that I
saw a blond boy with a pony tail make his friend on the bed very, very
happy.  I left it at this and walked out the door.  When I returned...

       As I walked the few steps toward Mat on my bed my big, hard,
erection waved back and forth.  As I got on the bed I reached for his
cock and was rewarded by a handful of very hard, hot boy pole.  His hand
reached out and took hold of mine.  Nirvana!  I asked him if he knew what
we were going to do for the rest of the day.  While he answered, out of
the corner of my eye I saw myself on the video bouncing Robin into the
mattress while her husband held my head in his hands and slid his entire
length of manhood into my hungry mouth.  I don't want to brag but I am
very good at making both women and men very, very, happy in bed.  I was
about to make Mat's eyes pop out of his head.  But now here I was in the
flesh kneeling on my bed next to a naked 17 year old Adonis while I slid
my hand up and down his iron hard shaft which upon closer inspection was
at least 7-1/2 inches long.  I leaned close to Mat and told him we were
going to fuck all afternoon and then I kissed my dream boy deeply.  I
tasted his sweet breath and felt his lips and tongue mash against my
own.  His hand still was giving me pleasure.  I whispered that I was
going to suck his cock and then I was going to fuck him until we both
fainted.  I embraced him now and our bodies pressed together, his hands
on my muscular frame, my hands on his slender, sinewy sexiness.  I moved
down the bed and positioned myself between his legs which he opened
wider for me.  I felt the velvety smoothness of his legs and put his
tight but large ball sack in my hand.  I felt his hard ribbed stomach
muscles and his hair and well defined young mans chest.  I licked and
sucked his nipples and he moaned and stiffened in my hand.  I put his
thighs together and gently pushed him onto his side.  His unblemished
and beautiful bottom was presented to me an inch from my waiting mouth.
I played with his muscular checks and spread them to reveal a perfectly
pink anus that pulsed for me.  I could smell his fresh musk and then
without warning I kissed his anus and licked it as though it were food
for a starving man.  I slid my tongue in as deep as nature would allow
and ate his lovely ass like a woman's vagina for some minutes while my
hands roamed over his youthful body.  He writhed and whimpered and
moaned and I felt him relax his anus and push it hard against my probing
and lashing tongue.  I pulled the skin tight on his shaft and gently
masturbated the boy who was receiving my pleasure.  I moved him back
onto his back so his erection pointed straight up at me.  I told him
that he was being too quiet and that we were not in his cell hoping not
to get caught.  We were alone in my house and I told him I wanted to
hear how good it felt when I made him feel good.  I lowered my mouth and
encircled the slender tip of his missile.  I tasted the sweet, salt of
his precum, I sucked on the tip and rolled my tongue over the end and
licked the shaft like a lollipop.  Mats cock was wide at the base and
narrowed almost to a arrow tip.  It was smooth and white and
circumcised.  It jutted out between his legs like a proud sword.  I let
my lips widen around it as I sank more and more of it into my warm and
wet mouth and throat.  I slurped and sucked and swirled my tongue while
keeping the pressure of the suck.  Mat's groans and grunts filled the
room as did the wet sucking sounds.  I love to give head while feeling a
man's tight tummy.  Mat's hard stomach was dancing madly.  I was having
the time of my life.  A delectable young man under my hands and his
shaft moving in and out of my mouth.  I gave Mat a long slow blow job
that lasted for about a half an hour.  I brought him to the point of
exploding a few times but each time I backed off and let his cum go
back down a little.  When he was close I would rise up and kiss him
passionately with my shiny face, I would stop his hand from going down
to finish himself.  I wanted that pleasure.  I went down on him again.
I fucked him with my lips and built up to a steady rhythm.  Mat was
moaning and grunting as his slender hips pushed his rigidness in and out
of me.  He began to tremble and shake and his hard cock unbelievably got
harder and then his breath burst out of his lips in a scream and a loud
groan.  His cock spasmed in my lips while my mouth was instantly filled
with warm saltiness.  I swallowed hard three times and let the rest fill
my mouth and overflow down my chin.  Oh god!  I may have just had the
perfect cocksucking experience of my life.  The boy was still hard and I
savored his sweet juice.  I kissed him transferring some into his mouth.
I then leaned over and put karma sutra oil on my hand and then on my
waiting sword.  I turned him again on his side and massaged his ass and
anus until it glistened in an oily sheen.  I knelt behind him and
touched the tip to his pink opening and heard him gasp as I slowly slid
myself in inch by hard inch.  His bottom was as supple and giving as
any woman's wet, silky vagina. I rode him, I fucked him, I was gentle
and passionate to him.  I caressed his lovely young man's body and kissed
him and told how lovely he was.  He returned my caresses, passion and
kisses and enjoyed my loving him.  I could tell because his root was
still as hard as before he gave his cream to me a few minutes before.
This boy loved men as much as they loved him.  This made me even more
vigorous and I increased the strength and depth of my fucking.  I put
him on his hands and knees and reentered him.  I reached around and took
it in my hand and had the joy of jacking his steel pole to the rhythm of
my thrusts.  I worked into a rhythm that slapped our bodies together and
rocked the bed against the wall.   I was entering into the athletic
stage and Mat was grinding his ass back into me and rolling his head
from side to side as my arrow pierced his bottom with great force.  We
became one as I announced I was about to come.  He craned his head back
to beckon for a kiss and I slid my tongue deep into his throat, our
teeth bumped so furiously were our bodies slapping together.  Then Mat
grunted and I felt his cock pulsing and jetting again.  Waves and waves
of pleasure washed over me as I shot a huge load of semen deep in my
young lovers bowels.

       We lay down side by side in the spoon position.  I was still in
him and still partially hard.  We kissed and caressed and held each
other as I slid in and out of his used anus.  I then slipped out and
once again licked every last salty drop oozing from his widened little
pucker.   After I cleaned his wonderful ass we lay arm in arm and kissed
and talked for a while.  He was very thankful for the loving I had given
him so far.  We lay side by side, talking, kissing, and caressing like
any other lovers taking a rest from one bout and preparing for another.
His penis began to engorge in my hand as I kissed him deeply.  I reached
behind me and dipped my hand into the open jar of almond scented love
oil.  I reached back to his growing erection and gave it loving
attention.  I love the feeling of a cock getting hard whether its it my
hand or in my mouth!  My youthful lover sprang to attention like a
rubber band.  I put my lips to his right ear and hotly whispered a
question.  He shook his head no and I slid my tongue down his throat for
a few more minutes of passionate kissing.  I disengaged and gave my
body a half roll onto my back giving Mat a light tug so he knew to
follow me.  I raised my legs in the air and motioned for my lover to
mount me.  My hands were oily and I caressed my genitals and open anus,
my legs spread eagaled.  Mat moved around on the bed and then he was on
me.  We kissed again, our chests touched, my hands kneaded his writhing
ass, pulling him down onto me.  I could feel his hardness here and
there, grinding against me, the tip brushed against my opening.  I
moaned and as our mouths and tongues lashed I felt him slide into me.  I
hissed to him that he could go slowly or he could pound me.  I wanted
his first to be the way he wanted it.  As I whispered the last syllable
I felt him fill me to the root of his cock and then withdraw again. He
put his head to my chest and commenced to fuck me like there was no
tomorrow.  Each in thrust he made was accompanied by a deep grunt on his
part.  I cheered him on and pulled his ass cheeks with my hands,  giving
him added leverage and increasing the force of his fucking.  The bed
springs were squeaking and the floor boards shook under my bed as Mat
and I fucked like two possessed.  After twenty minutes or so of
incredible pounding, sweat was dripping off my young stud onto my
face as he leaned down to kiss me.  He began to lose his rhythm a bit
and I knew he was about to cum in my bottom.  His face contorted in a
mask of pleasure and pain and in several mighty thrusts he delivered his
hot sperm deep inside of me.  He slowed down and then came to a stop.
His sweaty body collapsed on top of me.  I held him and told him he was
beautiful and incredible while he breathed like he had just run a
marathon.  I felt his slender, sweaty body on mine and kissed him until
we both drifted off to sleep in each others arms.  When we awoke I led
him to my shower where we spent the longest time cleaning every inch of
each others bodies and playing some more.  The boy was a frequent
visitor to my house and I can think back on many incredible memories of
our time together.

  If anyone is interested I will write them down as I have time.