Message-ID: <083302Z12121994@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an160266@anon.penet.fi X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an160266@anon.penet.fi Date: Mon, 12 Dec 1994 08:31:41 UTC Subject: Bruce the sailor boy (m/m adult/teen cons) Lines: 133 Disclaimer: Although this story has some of its basis in fact - the sex describedis fictional. It is intended for adults who enjoy reading such material. It describes sex between an adult male and an adolescent boy. If such material offends you do not read it. The author does not condone the breaking of any law nor has he done so at any time. Any comments on the story welcomed: suggestions, criticisms; requests to write more/stop writing altogether - it would be nice to know if anyone has read this! "I used to enjoy helping with the school sailing activity. We would go down to the beach on Thursday's after school and sail dinghies for about 2 hours. It made a pleasant change from the classroom. One of the bonuses of the activity was that there was only one male changing room so I often managed to get a look at some of the boys changing. Most of them were quite shy and wrapped towels around themselves, but Bruce a fourteen year old boy didn't use to bother and I had a good look at his adolescent cock and balls on quitea few occasions. Bruce was quite small for his age and I was surprised at the size of his equipment. He had not lost his boyish figure yet or grown a lot of body hair - yet he had a nice brown bush of pubic hair - a neat cock, about 4 inches long normally, and one of the most beautiful smooth butts I have ever seen. In a couple of years he would be spoilt, but he was at the perfect age - which doesn't last long. I noticed that Bruce often took a quick peek at me while I was changing and seemed interested in what I had too. One afternoon I had been out with Bruce crewing for him and we had gone quite a long way off shore. He had a pair of tight blue swimming trunks on and I was wearing shorts. I saw that he kept glancing up them from time to time. Anyway we were quite late coming back in and by the time we had put the boat away and washed it down - the other boys in the activity had finished changing and Bruce and I had the changing room to ourselves. He quickly peeled off his trunks and T-shirt and stood there in the nude towelling himself off as I slipped off my shorts and started to do the same. There was a tension in the air that I could feel and I couldn't help but start to get semi-hard. Glancing over at Bruce I could see that his prick was growing bigger too and he looked at me and smiled. I couldn't resist anymore temptation and went across to him and took his cock and balls in my hand. "Oh, I thought you were never going to do that," he said "I've been wanking myself silly thinking about it." and his hand reached out and began to fondle my balls. The problem was that it wasn't safe in the changing room and I told Bruce that I was worried someone would come in. I asked him if he would come over to my flat that weekend on Saturday afternoon - I knew he didn't live far away from where I did. He agreed quickly and the arrangements were made. The following Saturday I was really on edge wondering whether he would keep the date, but I needn't have worried. The doorbell went and there was Bruce. It was a warm summer's day and he was wearing a blue t-shirt and tight white tennis shorts - from which his smooth suntanned legs went down to a pair of white trainers and sports socks. He smiled at me and said: "I've been looking forward to this since Thursday" I invited him in quickly. I was still a little nervous and afraid to make a first move. "I'm a bit hot and sweaty he said" I came over on my bike. Could I take a shower?' I gulped and nodded and we went upstairs. In the bathroom he said: "Will you undress me?" I bent down and undid his trainers, pulled them off and then his socks. I pulled the T-shirt over his head, and then undid the button of his shorts and pulled them down slowly. He was wearing a tight light blue pair of briefs with his cock bulging against the material. As I slipped them off his cock sprang free, and I stood in awe at his firm naked boy's body. I took my clothes off quickly and we got in the shower together. We kissed and his tongue went into my mouth as he pushed himself hard against me. Moving down I knelt and took a breath before taking his cock slowly into my mouth and began to suck. He must have been really ready for. before I knew it, he shot into my mouth his load of creamy boy-cum. "Sorry," he said, "I couldn't help it" "Don't worry," I replied "we've got all afternoon." After drying off we went into the bedroom and lay on the bed. "I want you to teach me all about sex." he said. "but most of all, I'd like you to fuck me, but I'm scared it will hurt." I assured him that I would take it easy, and after kissing and caressing some more, I moved down to his puckered bumhole and began gently to tongueand wet it with saliva. "Ooh" he moaned "I can't believe it. I can't believe you're doing this to me." I took some KY jelly from the drawer next to the bed and lubricated my cock and his bumhole well with it, inserting a finger as he groaned a little and twisted his hips to accept it. I placed a pillow under the small of his back and raised his legs so they were resting onmy shoulders and had a good look at the pink slot that was going to give us so much pleasure. I told him to relax and I would just put the end in at first and then more as he got used to it. Taking my cock I placed it at the entrance of his temple of Priapus and slowly but firmly shoved past the first resistance. He gasped a little but I paused and told him to relax. After a while when he had got used to it, I slowly began to slide it up feeling the tight pressure of his bumhole gripping and engulfing my knob. I managed to get it all in, and then very slowly began to fuck him. He began to respond by shoves and moving his hips and as he became faster, so I increased the speed and length of my strokes, until I was fucking him hard, my balls slapping against his firm young buttocks. "Oh, fuck me, fuck me" he cried out and "I can't believe my teacher is fucking my bum." before I shuddered to a climax and poured my juice up him. When I withdrew the spunk dribbled out and he looked down at me a gave a grin. Unfortunately he left school a couple of months later and the family moved away. But not before we had more Saturday afternoon sessions. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. Due to the double-blind, any mail replies to this message will be anonymized, and an anonymous id will be allocated automatically. You have been warned. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.