Date: Mon, 18 Aug 2008 18:55:02 +0200
From: Chaim B. <bchaim@hotmail.com>
Subject: Simon's Way to Paradise

Simon's way to paradise

(M/t/b, 1ste time, incest, mast, oral, anal)
by Chaim (bchaim)
bchaim@hotmail.com

Amsterdam (the Netherlands), August 2008

The following story is totally fiction! It involves sexually explicit
erotic events between a boys and men.

If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not
allowed to read the story, don't read on. It's up to you!

In the world of this story, the characters don't always use condoms. Make
sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using a
condom.


Reactions on this story are very welcome!
bchaim@hotmail.com

This work is copyrighted by the author © 2008. Please don't remove my
author information or make any changes to this story. You may post this
story freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of
commercial sites. You are the moral obligation to let me know if my story
is published somewhere. Thanks!

Chaim.

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Simon's way to paradise

Jonathan left the sofa in his living room, where he was reading and he
opened the door. There stood Simon, his young nephew.

"Hello Simon, good to see you,"

Jonathan said, eyeing his blue Nike shorts. He could see Simon's little-boy
cock was proudly aroused.

"You're busy?"

The young teen grinned,

"Not very, sir, I've about an hour before I have to return to the
institute."

"Delightful!"

Jonathan opened the door of his private apartment and the boy slipped in
and stood before him, radiating health and good looks.

***

Simon was a normal Dutch boy. He looked young and handsome, with a good
developing body. Simon was in a way a small boy, skinny and his bones were
quite visible. Simon's short blond bangs were somewhat curly. A veil of
freckles danced on and around his upturned nose under two shiny nearly
girlish blue eyes. Simon smiled whole heartedly all the time, exposing rows
of pearly white teeth. The boy had a nice chest with little nipples,
already a flat stomach and a four and a half inches of boy-cock from tip to
root (he checked it out only two days ago) and small smooth balls.

Simon wasn't into sports much but he did play some soccer, softball, and
some basketball with his neighbor kids when he grew up.

Simon was twelve years old when he found out about his own sexual
feelings. Up until that time he didn't know nothing about gay or straight
sex. Simon even didn't know about jerking off until then. Well, his friends
talked about it, but Simon didn't practice it. Simon was worried about
jerking off as he wanted to do it about four times a day, after his first
wet dream. Simon thought it might harm him, but a friend, big William,
assured him it was okay and that if he didn't, he might get more wet dreams
which, his friend pointed out, would be pretty tough, because Simon's
mother would find the white strains on his sheets.

Some weeks later Simon found out more about sex in front of his
computer. He was sitting in his shared room and he found by accident
(really) an adult site. He looked at the videos and searching soon enough
he was looking at some gay material. Wow, he found the real pleasures of
jacking his boy cock viewing that! Simon stroked his boy boner inside his
boxers till it hurt and a wet spot was clearly visible at the top of his
cock. Simon groaned, replayed the video and lowered his marine blue Diesel
boxers just under his balls and got his boy cock out.

Looking at a video Simon jiggled his rock hard boy-cock backwards and
forwards, grunting and looking more and more desperate at the movie he
found. The video called `cruising guys' was showing a handsome blond teen
sucking another darker teen. Simon's boy-cock humped his slippery hand and
he groaned approaching his orgasm. Simon stopped with a big sigh. Last
night he found the pleasures of body milk on his penis and he wanted that
again... He picked up the body milk from under his bed and soon his uncut
boy-cock, smooth balls and hairless torso were completely slicked up.

Simon moved to another video `my horny daddy' and replayed and replayed the
fuck clip. Simon was nearly obsessed by his screen, soon he had a full,
throbbing hard-on, but there wasn't quite enough friction to get him
off. Simon groaned and, more and more frantically, he made love to his
little hand, now quite forgetting everything around him. Wow, the young
daddy on the screen really sucked on his little son's cock and Simon's
pre-cum was drooling down. Simon whispered,

"Do it, do it, do it..."

and stroked his boy cock rapidly and with his other hand he grabbed one of
his sensitive nipples. The massage of his tender nipple seemed to do the
trick, as Simon groaned quickly approached his self made orgasm. Suddenly,
Simon yelled out, threw back his blond head and cried out,

"Oh fuck!"

Jet after jet of his young hot boy cream whapped out of his throbbing
penis, jetted right across his oiled little hand and splattered everywhere
around. The third jet squirted up, back, right into his handsome face, and
speckled his blond hair. Simon groaned and was so happy!

He sat there in his afterglow, watching his own glorious mess, his belly
button was a lake of boy-cum and little rivers of his young sperm dripped
on his bed.

After that, Simon have been around. Well, he started to grow up and wanted
to find out what was new and exciting. He was sometimes `in love' with
other boys, looked at them with different eyes. Somehow everything became
different, he paid a lot a of attention to his body and couldn't wait to go
to bed. Simon had some affairs, it gave his status, brief romances with
girls at school but no sex. Simon felt different, he knew deep inside he
wanted another man to take care of him.

The boys talked a lot about girls and sex, but he believed nobody was
really into it. Simon cruised their local park scene pretending he did some
biology project, he looked at teens and men on the streets and everywhere,
dreamed a lot about sex, sex with boys and men. Simon heard some boys went
further, they sucked a man's cock in a public bathroom close to his old
primary school, but didn't dare to go into action. Simon wondered about the
stories about gay men in the park, the public toilets, stories about glory
holes, the boys told him a lot and it was scary and exciting. Most of the
time it was crap.

Simon's little brother Robin was around a lot and the kid made him
sometimes nervous. The little kid's cuteness and curious staring at his
body annoyed his nerves. Maybe the kid was jealous of his growing body?

The small boy was skinny like Simon and he admired his big brother. Robin's
short blond hair was hanging straight, Simon thought it was cut with a bowl
on his scalp and made a lot of fun about it.

The kid was a perfect boy, he didn't need to be told twice to wash the
dishes or to take a shower. At eight o'clock sharp he was already clean and
dressed in his night underwear.

Their parents owned a restaurant and were always busy and Simon had to take
care of his little brother and their household.

That evening Simon stared at the eight-year-old as Robin spread his
pictures of Knights on the kitchen table. The French and Dutch Nobel men
were hitting the

battleground. Simon was in a bad mood, he wanted Robin out of his way and
he shoved the carefully placed cards on the kitchen floor. In no time,
Robin was at his throat like he wanted. Simon needed the fight to get rid
of his energy.

Robin screamed at his older brother, `bastard' punching Simon in his
guts. Simon replied with the same anger, parrying the incoming attacks of
the small kid with the same aggression. There was something Simon admired
about his small cute brother, Robin's ability to be himself, very young,
cute, lovely and sometimes a pain in the ass; just a real kid. Little Robin
was never shy or insecure and he was rather strong for his age. The kid
used his own dirty tricks on his older and stronger brother, pulling at
Simon's curly hair and crushing his nuts in a attempt to conquer him during
their usual fights. Soon they wrestled on the kitchen floor.

`You cocksucker', little Robin yelled kicking his twelve year-old
brother. `Fuck you', punching his sides. `You're a fucking asshole',
launching a jab to Simon's

face. Robin used all the words Simon had taught him early on and Simon
yelled back, it gave them a good feeling calling his little brother a `fag'
and `homo'.

Simon thought the child's big mouth had to be cured, suddenly he used his
real strength. The small child was soon conquered and on his back on the
kitchen floor. Simon hold his small arms under his knees and at the same
time felt his throbbing erection in his black CK skin tight boxers. Simon
smiled at his little brother and did something new and unexpected. Slowly
he took his erection from his black boxers and waved it under Robin's
surprised eyes. Robin looked at him, his resistance melted away and started
at Simon's hard boy-boner. Simon grimaced with an unexpected new pleasure
and groaned in silence. Out of control, the twelve-years-old boy started to
jack off his cock, first slowly, soon faster and faster. Simon looked as
his cute little brother, his smooth chest, those little pink nipples he
wanted to lick. Shit, soon, too soon, he groaned again and Simon couldn't
hold back.

Simon's body trembled and he ejaculated on little Robin's cute smooth
face. The boy under him, stared at him and licked his lips. Robin was
getting his first taste of Simon's ball juice and he didn't make complains
about it.

Both boys were surprised and shocked by their own actions... In silence
Simon congratulated himself for a well done job, he learned his little
brother something about sex. They smiled in a weird way at each other but
didn't talk and clapped their hands together before helping each other to
get up. little Robin walked to the sink and washed his face, still with a
smile on his face. Simon looked at his butt, covered only by his thin white
briefs and put his soft spent boy-cock away.

As the young child rearranged his Knight pictures on the kitchen table,
Simon's mind swirled. He took some Cokes from the fridge and gave one to
his little brother. Simon felt shaky and needed to be alone, he went to the
bathroom. Pissing into the bowl he thought about his cute little brother,
his smiles, his beautiful young body. Well, Robin's cotton briefs concealed
very little of his smooth body. Robin's little firm ass and the hanging of
his tiny sausage was clearly visible through the thin fabric of his white
briefs.

Simon went back to the kitchen and his hormones were already in a overdrive
again. His growing erection tented in his skin tight black boxers and he
groped himself somehow lewdly, he felt sexy.

In a flash Robin's young never-used eight year-old firm ass popped into his
mind again. Was it possible this very young kid could provide a lot of
pleasure for his maturing cock? Simon was sure in his own way, the kids
sweet little body wouldn't disappoint him. But Simon decided it was a very
weird and forbidden thought to have about your own little brother.

Still, those strange thoughts didn't went away. A fantasy of his slamming
cock inside his brother's little firm behind tickled Simon's balls, he
shivered and felt bad and wrong. Those were strictly forbidden thoughts but
his boy-boner was already leaking. Simon decided to be easy and careful
with his kid brother, he didn't want to hurt his feelings and he didn't
want his little brother to run to their daddy telling him what kind of a
big fag he was.

At nine both boys went to their shared bedroom. As a good big brother he
read Robin a little story about a French castle in a heavy storm. Soon
Robin moved closer to his big brother and their warm skins touched. In
minutes little Robin was asleep, but Simon couldn't sleep. He looked at his
cute smooth little brother and his fantasies having sex with him came back
in all their glory.

Simon sat there silently and was stiff as a rock he wanted to bring himself
again to a delightful climax. Simon sat there on his bed fiddling with
himself, looking at his cute little brother next to him. It was hot when
you are young and on the verge of puberty, sitting there touching what you
should not be touching, doing what boys should not be doing. Simon still
felt strange about his actions in front of his little brother, his new
found pleasures. Simon pulled his black boxers below his smooth balls and
pulled back the skin of his boner, revealing ever so slowly the swollen,
reddish, bulblike knob with the tiny puckered opening and funnel-like
groove underneath.

The twelve-years-old boy turned so he was sitting facing his little
eight-years-old brother. A shiver of excitement and arousal shot up his
spine and it felt totally wicked.

Pulling his skin back up and over his rock-hard cock was more
difficult. Simon had to try it several times, but he was determined to
stroke himself this way and he finally managed to slip his skin back up
over his own knob. Another quiver of excitement and arousal ripped up his
spine and up his stiff boy-cock. With his fingers wrapped about his
sensitive knob, the boy sat there on his bed holding his boy-cock. Simon
was slowly rotating his fist and sending pleasure up to his young slender
cock. He was maybe inexperienced but he was very horny, familiar ripples of
pleasure passed through his flesh and the tension began to build. The
thought of shooting his stuff up little Robin's nearly naked body caused
the boy to quiver. He began to rotate his fist more rapidly and squeezed
his cock head harder, imagining how hot his sleeping little brother looked
this way. That was the best part about having sex with yourself, you were
alone with your own thoughts.

The ache in Simon's loins increased, sharper than it ever had before, and
suddenly he felt the twang deep in his groin that announced his heavy boy
orgasm. This time it was accompanied by a rushing, burning flow up the core
of his numb cock, like he was going to piss. Simon closed his eyes, groaned
and whispered his little brother's name,

"Robin..."

Suddenly he felt something hot, thick and gooey strike the tip of his
boy-cock and flow over his cockhead. A second later he felt his boy stuff
spurting out of his pee hole, causing it to burn with a deep intensive
pleasure never before experienced. Simon's thick, gooey cum flooded over
his still stroking hand. In his ecstasy, he slowly felt his foreskin
slipping back out of his fingers, slowly slipping back off his now exposed
cockhead. Throwing his head back with the greatest pleasure, he gasped and
groaned with his orgasm, his boy-cock, now freed, jerking about madly like
a loose fire hose, squirting out his young cum in all directions.

Simon's cum shot up in the air and landed on his thighs in thick, hot
streams and oozed down his nearly hairless leg. It shot up into the air and
landed in thick globules in his new soft curly crotch hair to ooze down,
finding the crease between his groin and smooth leg and over his tightly
swollen nuts. It shot up into the air and struck the naked chest of his
sleeping little brother, covering the small boy with streamer after
streamer of fresh cum.

Simon inhaled and exhaled deeply as he looked down at his thick, throbbing,
spurting cock. He inhaled the aroma of his fresh cum, delighting in its
fragrance as his mind struggled, delighted in the intense pleasure and
trying to make sense out of what was happening.

He gave up, he was totally spent. Simon cleaned himself and Robin with a
towel and he hold his little brother Robin in his arms and they slept that
way.

The boys waked up like little lovers, their bodies in web of naked arms and
legs. Simon and Robin looked at each other knowingly but didn't discuss the
turn of events.

End of part one

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