Date: Tue, 13 Jan 2009 19:00:18 -0800 (PST)
From: Sebastian Fforde <sebastianfforde@yahoo.com>
Subject: Where's Willy Chapter 6

Where's Willy?

By Sebastian Fforde

(MB, oral, anal)

This story is completely fiction. Well, most of it is, anyway. If you
aren't interested in reading the kind of sexually explicit stories you
might find on Nifty, then you can stop right now. But if you ARE
interested, then read on.

Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin.

Chapter 6

It was a gloomy, cloudy day and it was starting to rain. As I navigated the
usual bus route I took to get to the abandoned drive-in, I seriously
considered giving up and going back to campus. I had gone faithfully every
Saturday since Kaleb had shown me Willy's message stuck onto the concession
stand wall. Faithfully? Make that religiously – every Saturday I went
there to worship cock.

But in this weather? There probably wouldn't be any men for me to service
that day. Still, there was no point in turning back. I was almost at my
stop. I decided I'd wait around for a half an hour and then return to my
dorm if nobody showed up.

I didn't have an umbrella, but I was wearing a hooded sweatshirt. I pulled
up the hood to keep my hair from getting damp as I trudged across the empty
drive-in, making my way to the forlorn-looking ruins of the old concession
stand.

To my surprise, there was someone waiting for Willy when I got there. I was
even more surprised when I saw how young he looked. When I entered, the boy
was sitting quietly on that filthy, stained mattress, looking up at Willy's
porn-and-cum collage on the wall.

He looked to be about fourteen or fifteen and he had unruly, wavy blond
hair. His hair was getting long, but it didn't look like he was trying to
grow it long. It just looked like the boy badly needed a haircut. I'm sure
the humid, drizzly air didn't help the kid's hair much, either.  It was
kind of cute the way the kid's hair was all mussed up, sticking out at all
angles.  Immediately I felt a strong urge to run my fingers through his
unkempt hair.

He was wearing a faded black t-shirt, dirty sweatpants and a pair of
beat-up sneakers. I suspected the boy probably lived in one of the nearby
housing projects.

Despite the unruly hair and worn-out clothing, this boy was actually very
attractive. It was going to be a pleasure sucking the kid off. But I wanted
to do more than just suck the boy off. I wanted to try to kiss him – if
he would let me.

As I entered, the boy looked up at me.

"Hi," I said.

"Hi," he replied, his voice almost a whisper.

"So you want a blow job?" I asked.

The kid hesitated. "Uh, actually, I kinda wanna blow you. If you don't
mind."

I smiled. "Sure." This was the first time anyone had actually offered to
suck me off.  Then I sat down onto the mattress next to him.

"You know," I said to the boy, looking deep into his eyes, "I think you're
really cute. Would you mind if I, um, kissed you?"

The boy responded by slowly moving closer to me and putting his hands on my
shoulders. I studied his face very closely. He had refined, delicate
features, and his eyes were grey, not blue as I imagined they would be. He
had a few freckles spattered across his cheeks and nose. His lips were
quite red.

The boy's hand slowly moved down from my shoulder to my lap, where my own
hands were resting. He held my hand gently as he closed his eyes and moved
in for the kiss. I closed mine. My heart was beating very fast. This was
the first time anything even remotely romantic had happened to me in that
lonely, abandoned concession stand. I couldn't believe what was happening
to me!

The boy kissed with restraint, but he kissed gracefully. His lips parted
slowly and our tongues met. The boy was still holding my left hand, but I
could feel his free hand moving slowly towards the swelling in the crotch
of my jeans.

I let go of the boy's hand and gently caressed his face, holding his cheeks
in my hands as I pulled him closer for another kiss. This kiss was a little
less restrained, and I could hear the boy gasp a little as my tongue found
its way deeper into his mouth, feeling the kid's teeth before reaching his
own soft, wet tongue.

I couldn't help but open my eyes, getting a close-up view of my young
lover's face. He looked about as radiantly happy as I felt, with his eyes
blissfully closed as he enjoyed our kiss. Then he slowly opened his eyes. I
could see his black pupils widen as I looked deeply into those mysterious,
grey eyes.

The moment our eyes met – so close together – was electric. I knew
the boy felt it too, because I felt a shiver run through his body at that
very moment. My hands moved from his cheeks to his hair. Finally I was
running my fingers through the boy's wild, blond locks. He mewed a little
like a cat when I did that. His own hands were now running up and down my
back, now holding tightly onto my shoulders.

The boy leaned back, pulling me down onto the mattress with him. I was now
on top of the boy, kissing him passionately. I thanked my lucky stars that
I decided to brave the clouds and rain to go to the drive-in that day.

Then the boy began to squirm, and I could tell he wanted to switch
positions. I rolled onto my back. Slowly, he worked his way down to my
jeans and began kissing my hard cock through the denim.

The boy gently began to undo my belt and unzip my jeans. He pulled the
waistband of my underwear down and began to gently lick the head of my
cock, wiggling his tongue in the slit. I gasped with pleasure. Then the boy
wrapped his lips around the head of my cock and slowly began sliding up and
down.

I showed the boy that I was enjoying the blowjob by gently pushing his head
back down onto my cock. He started sucking faster and harder. He looked
like he was enjoying himself, too.

"Keep it up, you're doing good," I encouraged him.

As I lay back on that ratty, stained mattress, I couldn't believe my good
fortune. I had become so used to servicing men that I had never even let
myself relax and enjoy a good blowjob – and from a very hot boy, no
less!

The boy kept sucking for a while, and then he stopped. He looked at me with
those intense, haunting eyes.

"You can fuck me if you want."

"Yes, I want to fuck you," I told him.

He fumbled with his belt and then got his pants and underwear down,
revealing a reasonably-sized cock for a boy his age, with a little fine
downy pubic hair. I reached down and touched the little tuft of hair. It
reminded me of when my own pubic hair had been like that – pale,
straw-colored, soft and straight. In a year or two it would be thick and
wiry like mine. His stiff cock twitched a little when I touched it.

The boy got himself in fuck-ready position, getting on all fours on the
mattress, his little ass held high in the air. I spat into my hand and
began to stroke my dick, my own saliva mixing with his.

I was about to put my dick into his asshole when I realized that he would
need a little lubrication. Instinctively, I got down and put my face to the
boy's ass and began licking.

"Mmmm!" The boy moaned with pleasure as my tongue wiggled in and out of his
little pink hole.

There was a wild, musky scent that came from the boy's hole as I stuck my
tongue inside it. The scent and taste of his ass got me even harder. I
could feel his tiny, cute little sphincter tense and relax as I teased it
with my tongue. I was getting really excited and ready to fuck.

"Go ahead! Put it in!" he whispered eagerly, waving his butt around in the
air. I got into position and began to push my cockhead against his tight
hole. It didn't seem to want to go in. The angle wasn't quite right. I
moved a bit lower.

I didn't want to admit to the boy that I didn't exactly know what I was
doing. "It's not going in," I whispered. "Can you kind of guide it in for
me?"

 "Okay." He reached for my cock from behind and guided it towards his hole.
I began to push my way inside. Finally, with a little pop my dickhead
slipped in.

"Aah!" he gasped. It didn't seem to hurt him, though. I got the sense that
the boy had done this before.

I started thrusting, but he squirmed and got away from me. He turned around
and inspected my cock.

"We need more juice" the boy said thoughtfully. Then he opened up, leaned
forward and let my cock slip inside his mouth.

I was a little surprised that the boy was ready to suck my dick again,
especially since the tip of it had just been inside his ass. He didn't seem
to mind, and he worked hard to get my dick nicely covered with spit so we
could resume.

This time he kicked his sneakers off and took his pants and underwear off
completely. Then he rolled onto his back with his knees up to his chest. I
penetrated him and began thrusting. The boy's tight hole gripping around my
cock felt incredible.

I could tell from the look in the boy's eyes and his slightly parted mouth
that he wanted to be kissed. I leaned forward. Our tongues met. I could
feel his hot breath mixing with mine. I touched his teeth with my
tongue. It was so exciting to be exploring such private parts. His tongue
darted in and out of my mouth. Our saliva mixed. He leaned back. I leaned
forward. It was incredible.

I started to fuck him harder. I was starting to lose control. Then I heard
the boy begin to whimper, and his face was all scrunched up like he was in
pain.

"Do you want me to slow down?" I asked.

"No!" he moaned. "Harder!" I gave it to him harder. I jerked him off while
fucking him. Then he pushed my hand away, began jerking himself off wildly
for about thirty seconds, yelped like a puppy dog and then pulled away from
me. My dick popped out of his asshole as he collapsed onto the bed. He
looked ecstatic. He had just cum.

I didn't know what to do, so I just knelt there, planning on jacking myself
off until I came. The boy looked at me quizzically.

"Why did you take it out?"

"I thought you were done," I replied.

"Yeah, but I still want you to cum inside of me. Can you stick it back in?"
Then he lay there with his ass wide open, waiting eagerly for my cock. He
looked adorable.

"Gladly."

Slowly I penetrated the boy again. He could tell I was using restraint –
I was afraid of fucking him too hard. The boy was quiet for a while, but
once I got into a good fucking rhythm, he began whimpering loudly. I was
worried that he might be in pain, so I stopped thrusting, my cock halfway
inside him.

 "Don't be afraid of hurting me," he instructed. "I'm not gonna break. You
got a dick, so use it!"

I started fucking him again, slowly working myself into a frenzy. The boy
continued whimpering, moaning, and breathing very heavily. So was I.

I could feel my cock ready to burst, and there was no stopping now. I
roughly shoved my cock deep into his ass and held it there as I pumped my
sperm into him.

When I pulled my cock out of the boy, and saw how red his face was, I felt
just terrible. I had lost control, and used him like a piece of meat.

I stroked the boy's hair lovingly and whispered softly into his ear. "I'm
sorry, kid. I didn't mean to be so rough."

"That's okay, I didn't mind."

We stayed on the mattress together for quite some time. I held onto my sexy
blond boy very tightly, nuzzling his neck and licking his ear. I was very
happy. This was one boy I didn't want to let go of. I was determined to
make this more than just a brief encounter.

"I really like you," I whispered softly into his ear. "I really like you a
lot."

"Me too." The boy paused. "I mean, I really like you too. Nobody's ever
treated me like you. Nobody has ever kissed me like that. Or held me like
this. I could totally fall for a guy like you."

That was a good sign! I got a little bolder. But I still feared rejection.

"If you would like," I said a little nervously, "you could be my
boyfriend."

"I'd like that," the boy whispered. Then he turned to face me, pulled me
towards him and kissed me hard. Really hard. The boy's grip was incredible
as he held me close, his open lips pressing forcefully against mine and his
tongue thrusting deep into my mouth.

When the kiss broke, I pressed my hand to my lower lip and then looked at
it. Yes, the boy had kissed me so violently that my lower lip was now
bleeding slightly.

"Well," I said, overjoyed with happiness, "if we're gonna be boyfriends, I
think we should be on a first name basis, don't you? My name's Sebastian."

"Oh. Hi Sebastian."

I waited for the boy to tell me his name, but it looked like he wasn't
about to.

"Well, you know my name now. But I still don't know yours."

"You know who I am." The boy looked down at his worn-out sneakers and the
concrete floor. He would not look up at me.

I was confused. Where could I have known him from? This was the first time
I had ever laid eyes on the boy.

"No I don't. I have no idea who you are or what your name is."

The boy slowly looked up at me. He looked like he was about to cry. Then he
turned and glanced at Willy's disgusting porno and cum collage on the wall,
with the message offering to service any man who wanted to use him.

"If you don't know who I am," the boy asked quietly, still not looking in
my direction, "then why did you come here?"

I must have been really stupid, but it took me a full minute for me to
comprehend what the boy was saying. When I finally figured it out, I was
overcome by emotion. I pulled the boy close once again, kissing him
passionately with my bruised and slightly bloody lip. It was a passion I
had never known before. I wrapped my arms around him and we fell back onto
the mattress again.

"I want to hold you forever," I whispered to the boy.

"Please don't ever let go," he whispered back.

"Glad to finally meet you, Willy."

The End

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