Date: Thu, 5 Aug 1999 17:27:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: Cory DePalma <cory1040@yahoo.com>
Subject: "CHICAGOLAND BOY - Chapter 4" (Teen/Boy)

Here's the Usual Stuff: If you don't like detailed sex scenes (teen/boy),
get your scabby ass outta here.  If you're under age (18 or 21 depending on
your locale) your eyes shouldn't even see this sortta stuff.  Even though
this story is fiction you know that you'll go blind or maybe even worse if
you read it.  So get the hell outta here!  Understand?  Oh!  And if you do
read it, please send me an e-mail and tell me what you think.  I'm at
cory1040@yahoo.com


			     CHICAGOLAND  BOY
		      -------------------------------
			     By Cory  DePalma

Copyright 1999 by Corrado Vincenzo DePalma, Jr. - All Rights Reserved
Please Note This Very Carefully: The author retains all rights to this
story.  You cannot distribute this story, put it on another web site and/or
display this story without the written consent and permission of the
author. 


				 Chapter 4

I was brushing my teeth when Huw came into the bathroom to piss.  He just
walked right in and began pissing.  I glanced over at him.  He was holding
his beautiful dick with his mutilated right hand.  "Yup," I thought to
myself, "the kid is naturally right handed."

After he finished and flushed, he looked up at me and said rather
forthrightly and sexily, "I wanna have sex wit' ya tomorrow mornin'."

I quickly spit out what was in my mouth.  "W-w-what?" I spluttered in
reply.

"I said that I think it wou' be nice to have sex wit' ya in the mornin'.
Ya got any Vaseline in here?  Didja bring any condoms?"  I couldn't answer.
I was stunned speechless.  "Wassa matta, Cory?  Dontcha wanna have sex with
me?"  I was still in a state of shock but nodded my head very slowly.
"Haven't ya ever fucked a boy before?"

I shook my head.  I mumbled and spoke very slowly.  "No, Huw, I have never
had intercourse with anyone.in my life."

"Then it'll be really fun, Cory!" he exclaimed.  "It'll be lotsa fun.
You're gonna love it a lot!  Got Vaseline here?"

After the incredible sex session we had tonight I would've thought that sex
was the last thing on Huw's mind - but obviously it wasn't.  This kid was
hot, hot, hot and wanting more and more sex.  This kid was a sex machine
and I was completely willing keep the machinery well oiled.

I finished my evening ritual and went back to bed with sexy Huw.  We
cuddled under the blankets and I felt as comfortable as I have even been
with Huw snuggled up against me.

"What else do you have planned for us tomorrow, Huw?" I asked.

"Well, after we have lots a'good sex in the morning, I want breakfass, then
we'll Jacuzzi together and then I want to go out to Oak Park and see all
the Frank Lloyd Wright houses."

"You want to go to Oak Park?" I ask incredulously.

"Yeah, is there anythin' wrong wit' that?"

"No.  Absolutely not!  I love the house out there.  Have you ever seen
them?"

"Jus' a bit as I was ridin' by once.  I wanna see `em for real now."

"Great with me!  You have an excellent plan, Huw my love, an excellent
plan."

We snuggled under the covers, meshing our bodies together.  I knew I wanted
to fall asleep holding Huw's right hand and he accommodated me.  I slowly
rubbed it and Huw let out a small sigh of contentment.  After a few minutes
of rubbing and caressing that wonderful hand - needless to say I was hard
again - Huw let out a little sob.  I didn't say anything to him - let the
kid keep his thoughts private if he wants to.  It's his right.  But I did
notice that he snuggled even close to me and let out another long sigh.
Then it was blissful sleep that overtook me.

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I had the weirdest dream that night.  It was summertime and I was in some
kind of large amusement park - you know, like Disneyland or something.  I
had come into the possession of a secret weapon or device that they were
developing there under the cover of being a nice family type of operation.
It was the size of a AA battery, I had it in my pocket, they (that is, all
the employees of the place who were dressed as various storyland
characters) couldn't see it, and if I touched it to the back of one of the
decorative statues that were all around the place I could fly and escape
them all.

I was in one of the multitude of shops selling various stuff and I noticed
I was the only customer.  The employees started to surround me - they
looked so cute, yet so ominous, in their Mother Goose type costumes.  I
escaped them and ran outside where I took the device out of my pocket and
held it in my hand.  Suddenly I noticed that I was carrying a baby in my
arms and it was quite heavy.  The face was covered with the blanket and
when I pushed it away I saw that the baby was black.

The employees started surrounding me again but I had access to one of the
statues.  I put the device in the appropriate slot on the statue's back and
stood on it.  Nothing happened.  They were coming closer.  "Didn't anyone
tell you that you cannot fly if you are holding a black child in your arms,
my son?" a woman dressed as Little Bo Peep said.  "Drop him!  Drop him
now!"

"No!" I screamed.  "I won't!"  I stepped down hard on the statue and the
device, when suddenly the lawn sprinklers started and continued to spray
everyone while the statue quickly rose into the air.  I was soaring over
everyone and everything still hold onto the baby - when I awoke suddenly.

I sat up, gulping for air and looked around the room.  Everything was very
quiet.  I looked next to me and Huw was sleeping peacefully.  The thumb of
his right hand was in his mouth - he was sucking on it slowly and quietly.

Okay, all was well.  I was very relieved.  Huw was in bed with me and fast
asleep and I was happy - very, very happy.  I lay back; Huw snuggled up
close to me and put his damp right hand over my chest.  I gave it a couple
of quick squeezes and fell quickly back to sleep.

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When I awoke in the morning Huw was not in bed with me.  I didn't hear
anything coming from the bathroom and I began to get a little concerned.
Just then the bedroom door opened and in walked Huw with a big smile on his
face.

"Hey, you're up.  Great!  I was jus' so hungry I hadda eat somthin'."  I
smiled at him and walked into the bathroom to do some business and Huw
followed me.  "Are we gonna have sex this mornin' Cory?"

I gave him a big smile and he giggled back at me.  "Great!" he whispered.

I got back into bed after finishing up in the bathroom.  Huw took off the
clothes he had put on to go into the kitchen and joined me under the
covers.  God, what a wonderful feeling having his warm smooth body next to
mine - to hold him and comfort him and caress his skin and hair; it was
absolutely thrilling.  Huw was such a loving person and so much fun to be
with.  He seemed so fun loving and genial.  Every time I was with him he
managed to lift my spirits.  This constantly amazed me considering what he
had been through in his short life.  Al least, what he had told me he had
been through - the mutilations to his body, and probably his spirit and
psyche.

I loved being with Huw and I hope that he loved being with me.  Huw
snuggled up real close to me and I held him close to my body.  We stared
into each other's eyes - the love that was there was tremendous and I felt
it blossom as I stared into those big, dark wondrous eyes.  Huw began to
caress my shoulders and neck and arm with his crippled hand.  I closed my
eyes and moaned softly to myself as I felt my entire body come under the
spell of this loving and generous child.  Suddenly the telephone rang,
breaking our reverie.

I grabbed it quickly.  It was my father.  He asked what we had planned for
the day and told him (minus the sex).  He said that Mrs. Michaelson would
be picking us up so that Huw and I could join them for dinner at their home
tonight.  Since the Frank Lloyd Wright home was not terribly far from where
they lived, I suggest that she pick us up there.  My father agreed and said
he would call back and leave a message with the final arrangements.

"Who's Mrs. Michaelson?" Huw asked.

"She's the one we had dinner with last night.  Remember?  She asked you
what happened to your hand?"

"Oh, yeah," Huw responded unenthusiastically.  "Her.  But the kids were
nice, weren't they?"

"Very nice.  Now can we get back to what we were doing before we were
interrupted?  All I want to see for the next hour, or maybe more, is your
beautiful black skin and you absolutely yummy various body parts."

"My skin ain't beautiful, Cory."

"Oh, yes it is!  It is gorgeous!  I love everything about it and also
everything about you."  I put my arms around Huw's body and lifted him to
me.  We were face to face.  "Don't let anybody ever tell you any different.
You are a beautiful kid."  Cradling Huw's wonderfully soft, feather light
body to mine made me exceedingly aroused.  He moved his face to mine so
slowly and so gently.  We kiss a heavenly, soul- warming, passion-stirring
kiss.  It was so incredibly satisfying.  It was almost magical.  It was
like and out of body experience - I no longer felt earthbound.

I moved my face until my mouth was able to lick Huw's cute little ears.
His ears were so hot and really felt so comfortable in my mouth.  I licked
all around them, then moved my tongue until I was licking behind his ears.
I received almost a jolt of Huw's unique taste from this area behind his
ears.  It was marvelous!  I was intoxicated!  I knew that I had to suck and
lick his other ear also.  I moved to the other side and did the same,
washing his ear lavishly with my tongue, licking behind it and taking the
whole thing into my mouth.  I loved it - I had never done this to anyone
ever before, and it was great.  The taste, the feel, the warmth were all so
incredibly arousing.  Huw seemed to be enjoying it a lot too, since he was
moaning out words of encouragement and squeals of delight.

I moved slowly away from his ears and down the side of his neck, sucking
and licking every square inch of his delectable skin as I went along.  I
also did the same to his throat.  When I began to work on his chest I
remembered that Huw had no feelings in his nipples because of his mother's
"handiwork".  But I wanted to suck them anyway - I wanted the feel of those
dark nubs and those terrible scars rubbing over my tongue.  It was a
terrific turn-on for me, I know.

Huw was reacting the way I'd hoped he would.  He was moved his damned cute
body under my unswerving tongue.  He seemed to like what I was doing to and
for him.  I continued to work on his chest, using long slow strokes with my
tongue.  Each stroke brought me closer and closer to Huw's marvelous boy
equipment.  I could smell him - as I got closer and closer I could smell
more and more of Huw's distinctive and so sexy, so alluring essence.  It
was thrilling.

His boy dick was standing straight up in the air and his beautiful ball sac
was dangling so appealingly below.  It was a marvelous sight for me and I'm
sure a marvelous one for anyone interested in the sexual equipment of young
boys.  I know I can't describe it but I'll try.  I loved every part of Huw
so much that I had this cramp in the pit of my stomach - this incredible
ache of longing and loving and wanting and needing.  He was everything I
ever wanted in my life and to be part of my life - he was loving and gentle
and a beautiful boy.  The expression "I want to eat him up" kept going
around and around my head.  I wanted him - I wanted him totally and
completely.  I wanted to devour him.

As I got down to Huw's gorgeous pubic mound - his marvelously smooth mound
- I let my tongue revel in the wonderful silken feel of that stunning area.
He was so smooth and so warm and so incredibly sweet to the taste that I
wanted this to last forever and ever.  I could not remember being this
happy in my entire life - albeit a short teenager's life.  I licked this
area over and over again wetting it down thoroughly; Huw was dripping with
my saliva.  As I went over and over it I was getting closer and closer to
Huw's really impressive boy equipment, and it sent chills up and down my
entire body when I looked at his striking penis.  It was such an impressive
beauty - a magnificent purple/black in color, absolutely straight and
crowned with that wonderfully tight, ruffled foreskin.

I knew that I had to play with Huw's incredible equipment as soon as
possible - his cock and balls were calling me.  I wanted to - I absolutely
needed to - make superb love to this gift of beauty.

I sat back and moved between Huw's widespread legs; he presented such an
overwhelmingly beautiful picture to me.  His hips were raised slightly and
I could almost glimpse the inviting and puckered entrance to his
exceedingly hot body.  I knew that Huw would convince me that I should take
him completely.  That would be later; for now I had to make exquisite love
to Huw's proudly offered boy equipment.

I raised my hands to Huw's gorgeous dick.  I touched it very lightly and
this sent a wave of tremors up and down his body.  I thrilled at the look
of Huw welcoming and accepting my love.  I began to slowly and delicately
peel down the tight foreskin around Huw's cock.  It was like peeling the
skin on a rare tropical fruit - there was some resistance but it gradually
gave way to reveal the treasure within.  And what a treasure it was.  The
head of Huw's dick was a bulbous beauty.  I could not take my eyes off of
it; I was mesmerized.  It was shaped like a tiny plum; it was the color of
a really dark purple plum and it was the most delicious looking piece of
flesh I had ever seen.

As I was staring at that glorious piece of flesh, Huw slowly raised his
right hand and brought it near my lips.  I stuck out my tongue and began to
lick it slowly and gently, letting my tongue reach every scar on that
mutilated hand.  I opened my mouth and drew the top of his palm into my
mouth and began sucking and licking it.  Huw let out a few big moans of
appreciation.  I realized that he needed reassurance that I accepted his
shortcomings as well as his beauty.  I knew I adored him and made tender
love to his crippled hand.

"Thanks, Cory," he whispered.  I noticed tears in his eyes.  "You're so
good t'me."

"That's not hard to do, Huw.  You are an incredibly loveable kid.  You know
that?  You are just incredibly loveable...and very caring...and very
beautiful...you are all those things to me!"

"Thanks, Cory.  You're the very firs' person who ever told me that.  Thanks
so much."

I leaned over and we kissed gently and lovingly and for quite a long time.
I could not believe that Huw had never been told how loving and caring he
was.  A kid doesn't become this way overnight; Huw was this way all along
and maybe I was the first person to bring it out in him.  But he was a very
caring and very loving individual and I loved that so much in him.

I leaned over and brought my face close to that wonderful bulbous head of
his gorgeous dick.  It was so tempting and beautiful, just like the boy
himself.  I slowly put my tongue out and gently worked it over the surface
of Huw's straining dick.  He obviously liked what I was doing because he
started moaning quite loudly and telling me how he loved what I was doing
to him.  I traced my tongue all around the sensitive ridge - around and
around I went, gradually picking up speed and gradually applying a little
suction.

I took that whole head into my mouth and while continuing to suck on it
lovingly and work my tongue all around it, I began to gradually take more
and more of Huw's wonderful dick into my mouth.  I did this very slowly
taking plenty of time.  I figured that since young Huw could not shoot
anything, I would try to give him the maximum pleasure of continued and
sustained oral stimulation of his luscious dick.  And boy!  Did I ever
enjoy giving Huw pleasure while working on his fabulous dick!

After a good ten minutes of tonguing and sucking and working my way all
around Huw's wonderful and delicious boy equipment, I had all of Huw's
wonderful boy dick and balls in my mouth and it was such a great feeling.
We were both getting maximum pleasures from the experience.  Huw's penis
pulsed so beautifully in my mouth and it was so smooth and soothing to my
tongue.  It was a delight to be able to work this gorgeous beauty between
my lips, to be able to stroke it slowly and lovingly with my tongue and to
show Huw that I really appreciated the fact that he was here with me in
this particular bed, in this particular hotel, and at this particular time
in both of our lives.


	The End (...for now.  Please come back soon for Chapter 5)