Date: Sat, 26 Apr 2008 20:47:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: john smith <jaubree2@yahoo.com>
Subject: giving and getting 5

This time I was going to run away from the city completely, maybe even all
the way to the East.  To do that I'd need money, and get my money I'd need
age, so the next morning I found someone to fuck.

At 10 years-old my dick was only three inches hard, so I'd need someone
willing to take me without getting any hole in trade.  I headed quickly
across town, dodging in the shadows to hide my near-naked form, and ducked
into the men's room at a popular public park, latching the stall door and
sitting down to wait.

Peeking through the crack I watched every guy that came into the room,
judging each and not settling until several hours had passed.  A kid who
looked around thirteen unzipped and let fly at the urinal, his baggy shorts
hanging low and his floppy hair and black nails as clear a sign as any.  I
skinned out of my too-tight shorts and unlatched the stall, leaning against
the door with my bare crotch stuck out, grinning.

"Hey, man," I said, startling him so bad it was lucky he was already
pissing. "Wanna suck?"

"What," he said, turning his head to look while shielding his crotch from
my gaze.  His eyes sank to my little dick, standing hard from my balls, and
drank it in.  Score!

"I said, want a suck?  You'll like it." I flipped my dick with one hand,
his eyes never leaving my hard rod.  I stepped back into the cubicle, out
of his sight.  For an endless second the kid didn't move, but then he was
through the door and shutting it behind him.  I sat down and leaned toward
him, the dirty seat cold on my skinny ass.  The kid took a hesitant step
forward, drawn by my open mouth and beckoning tongue, and I undid his
shorts and yanked them down.

A nice young dick flopped out, pink and limp with only a few fuzzy hairs.
A drop of piss glistened on the tip as I swallowed it down, sucking it hard
and feeling it grow.  The kid'd almost certainly never been sucked, since
he rammed his hips forward hard in my face.  I bounced off his groin and
grabbed his hips, holding him still so I could suck in peace.  He took hold
of my head and tried to jack himself with my face.  I grabbed his balls and
squeezed warningly, and he let up.  Too soon his dick jerked and filled my
mouth with sweet milky teen-cum.  He pulled back immediately and leaned on
the wall, his thin chest heaving as he caught his breath.  I gave him a
wide smile, his cum coating my teeth and drooling on my lips, and he
grinned.

"That was too quick, man," I said, savoring the taste of his young
load. "Let's try again." The kid stood up and tried shoving his dick in my
face again, but I dodged away.

"No, man, let me.  I know something better." I guided him around facing
away from me, and wrapped one little fist around his sticky cock.  My other
hand pushed his back forward, bending him over, and I pulled apart his pale
cheeks.  The powerful smell of musk and ass rolled out, the smell of a
young man who'd been playing around all day and had worked up a sweat.  Not
my favorite smell in the world, but it had very pleasant associations, so I
sniffed it up willingly.  The kid's little hole gleamed pink and sweaty
inside his hairless crack, and I dug in with my tongue and began to lap
away.

The kid's smooth skater body shuddered and wriggled as I worked, digging in
to pry at his hole and fondling his dick.  Spit and sweat ran down my chin
as I made things as wet as I could, my little tongue sliding deep in his
pucker and loosening its hold.  I timed my hand-strokes to the plunging of
my tongue, letting him feel the pleasure at both ends.  My kid-sized
dicklet was rock hard and ready, and I finally pulled my tired tongue free
and stood up behind him.

My thin little dick slid into him without much effort, the tight bud
sliding easy over my shaft.  At three inches I couldn't hit his prostate,
or even fill him up, so his only reaction was to hunch his hips a little
and make a puzzled noise.  My hand was still going on his twitching rod, so
he didn't seem to care too much.  The heat and friction built up fast,
since spit isn't that great a lube, but my orgasm grew even faster.  If the
kid knew someone was claiming his hole for the first time, it was only
because my hand stopped stroking for as long as it lasted.  I was back to
business just seconds after, so I really doubt he noticed a thing.

By this time I could feel him getting close, his ass clenching tight with
each hand-stroke and his legs trembling, so I sped up.  My flat belly
pounded against his ass as I fucked, my free hand gripping his balls to
wring that extra pleasure from his dick.  The kid blew again, his cum
oozing over my hand as I fucked another year from him, painting his gut
with a little pearly jizz.

Twelve was the year I'd hit puberty, adding muscle and mass to my skinny
frame.  Part of that was a fair helping of dick, still pretty hairless but
nice at four and a half inches.  The extra meat stretched the kid's hole,
my cockhead finally rubbing his prostate as his whole body twitched.  A low
animal moan built up, pitching every time my dick hit home.  The tight heat
of his ass, barely slicked by my few drops of cum, gripped my dick so
nicely that I blew again a bit later, the spurting of my dick intensified
by the feel of mushrooming flesh as it grew another inch.

He and I had now switched ages, and I had to crouch a little to keep my 13
year-old rod in his 10 year-old hole.  Fresh cum was fucked out to drizzle
down his little nuts, splattering my legs as I pumped.  His reach has
shortened along with his body, and since he still had his hands on the wall
his torso was now lower down.  I left off his boy dick and pulled up on his
hips, supporting his waist and ramming his ass hard into my thrusts.  My
cum fired out, thick strings of it buried up his chute before my
still-pounding dick forced it out to dangle from his marble-sized balls
before shaking off onto the scummy floor.  The kid's nine year-old foot
stepped right out of his sneaker, the loose ankle sock soaking up a pile of
jizz as he stepped forward to brace himself.  I followed behind, never
stopping, and walked him right out of his other shoe, jamming my 6-incher
hard inside him and grinding my groin against his smooth little ass.
Another whole-body orgasm, dry of course, sho
 ok him to his toes, and I came for the final time.  A little over seven
inches of dick now crammed up his hole, filling it so tight that I could
barely pull free.  The little kid dropped to his knees, a flood of spent
cum dripping from his hole to pool on the concrete floor.  I pulled his
shorts and boxers off his legs, leaving him his shirt and my discarded
shorts.  I dressed quickly, rubbed the worst of the cum-stains from the
dark cloth with toilet paper, slipped on his still-warm shoes and left.

A 15 year-old can travel by himself only by taking the greatest care not to
cause problems or ever attract attention.  Unfortunately, most of my cash
was in the bank, under a false name but still traceable.  That was probably
how the hunter had found me, though how he'd traced the alias I couldn't
guess.  I went to an ATM and withdrew the full $500 limit, then bought some
clothes and a bag and rode the bus to the train station.  The first one
heading east was to Topeka, good enough since I didn't have a plan.  I got
settled in my cramped sleeper cabin and listened to my iPod as we slid out
of the station.

My bag was stuffed full of clothes in the various sizes I knew I'd be at
different ages.  If I could use the journey to get hold of some age, maybe
up to 18, I could deal better with whatever would come at the end.  I
washed up in the tiny shower, threw on a shirt and shorts, and went out to
mingle.

In the lounge car I had positive proof that Someone was looking out for me.
Two young men, college age, sat drinking beers and flirting, eyeing up each
new arrival before going back to each other.  The darker-haired one grinned
at me, and grinned harder when I smiled back.  His friend turned around to
look, and I showed them some ass I leant over to get a Coke at the bar.
Without asking I joined them, sliding into their confidence with ease.  In
twenty minutes flat I was leading them back to my cabin and already tenting
my crotch.

The two of them really were very pretty: slender and smooth and intensely
clean.  The darker-haired one, Dan, had my face in his crotch before the
door even closed, and Kyle was grinding his dick on the back of my head as
I knelt down to suck.  I wanted to really suck the dark one, so I pulled
off and told his friend to sit beside him.  The two really got into having
a young boy swing on their dicks, taking them in turn or both at once,
their thick heads cramming my little mouth full.  They were kissing and
moaning above me, their hands pinching nips, and with care and attention
and a small hand on each dick, I brought them off together, their cum
flooding my mouth and pouring down to mingle on their dicks.  I drooled the
remains on my own seven inches, slicking it up and sitting back on my
heels.

"You guys both boylovers," I asked, smiling as they lay their heads
together, enjoying their luck.

"Kinda," the red-headed one (Kyle, he said, now we had time to formally
meet) said, leaning in to kiss his friend. "Dan likes `em young, and I like
him."

I grinned at this, and scooted over to get between Kyle's legs.  I pushed
his thighs open wide and buried my face in his ass, spearing my little
tongue on his slit.  He shuddered and groaned, and pulled his legs up,
letting me in.  They traded handjobs as I lapped away, as if he guessed
what was coming Kyle didn't prevent it, just sighing in Dan's mouth as my
dick slid in.  He'd been fucked before, and recently, and took my cock
without a twitch.  Fair was fair, and I was big, so Kyle let himself go,
his ass clenching as I ground my cock in deep.  The 20 year-old redhead's
body shuddered and shrank as muscle burned away, his belly rippling as a
thin layer of puppy fat regrew.  Dan's eyes widened in surprise, feeling
the change as he gripped his buddy's dick, and he leaned back to look down
at his friend.  Kyle's face didn't look all that different, twisted up in
pleasure as I railed his hole, though the dusting of beard he'd sported a
minute ago had disappeared.  Kyle's dick
 suddenly blew, coating Dan's slack hand with ribbons of thick cum, oozing
from the flushed tip.  The convulsions of his ass sent me over again a
second later, and once more the young man's body shuddered and shrank, this
time quite noticeably as his man's growth disappeared.  18 year-old Kyle
was lanky and smooth, a little muscle sweet on his arms and legs.  My nine
inches stretched his hole tight, pinning him to the bunk as Dan jumped down
to stare.

"What the fuck," he whispered, his eyes wide as he looked at the
joy-wracked face of his lean young friend.

"Long story," I grunted, my hips still going, breaking the choke-hold
Kyle's ring had laid on my dick. "You'll enjoy it.  Just don't fuck me." I
was desperately thirsty, and pulled myself from out of Kyle's hole.  When I
stood up to get a drink Dan dropped to his knees and rammed his cock inside
his friend, tearing a gasp from the boy's pretty lips.  I savored a bottle
of raspberry water while Dan pounded his bud, suddenly jetting his nut deep
within him.  Kyle's head slammed back into the mattress as his own dick
blew, jets of pure white jizz reaching his face.

"How far back do you want him to go," I asked, as the sated Dan pulled his
cum-soaked dick from Kyle's hole.  The once-again teen lolled on the bed,
his body limp and sweaty as we talked about his future.

"Seriously?  Fucking 10, man!" I picked up a bottle of lube and greased my
dick.  If I was going to take the kid back seven more years, I'd need a
little help.

Half a day later the train pulled in and we all disembarked.  The elfin
Kyle, a sweet-faced nine year-old whose short curls were crusted with cum
and whose lips were reddened and swollen, waved a fond goodbye as the two
happy boys vanished into the crowd.  I strolled out under the hot sun and
was thinking vaguely of buying an ice cream when they suddenly caught up
with me.  A needle stung my arm, the darkness swept in, and I knew nothing
more.