Date: Thu, 21 Jan 2010 04:47:52 -0800 (PST)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Boy's Diary pt V

I woke up to someone knocking loudly on the bedroom door then calling out,
"Time to get up boys, we leave in 15 minutes." It sounded like my
grandmother. I rolled over to face Angel, glanced at the wall clock which
read 8:10. Then I watched the older boy stretch, yawn then roll to face me,
a hand under the sheets moving about and likely scratching his balls or
squeezing his morning hard dick, like I was doing. He smiled at me and I
smiled back.

"Did you sleep well Damon?" I nodded my head.

"I slept like a baby," I said, having heard that statement before but not
really understanding its meaning.

"Me too," Angel said, "I always sleep like a log after I cum." I'd worried
a little bit about whether or not he would acknowledge our midnight
activities or pretend that it didn't happen. He threw the sheet and thin
blanket off exposing his body from the knees up. His cock was hard as
stone, hanging in the air above his flat belly. The skin on his dick half
way covered his cock head and I couldn't help but wonder if he could feel
that, ya know, like when you have one sock that won't stay up and keeps
falling down. I hated that.

Regardless, Angel's cock looked bigger in the light than it had the night
before and I couldn't help but stare at it. My own dick was morning piss
hard as well and Angel was looking at it as much as I was looking at him,
which I guessed was the reason he'd tossed the blankets off but not gotten
up out of bed.

"I cant' believe how big your cock is Damon," he said in his ever soft
voice. "I mean, you're what, eleven?" I nodded my head and said barely for
it had not yet been a month since my birthday.

"Yeah well, that ain't no pencil dick," I said nodding in his direction.
"How big is it?" He shrugged his shoulders and got out of bed and walked
over to his desk. I stared at his butt thinking how sexy it was. Like I
said, Angel was a sort of thin boy but as I looked at his ass I decided
that it was the nicest one of the few that I'd had the opportunity to
see. He came back to the bed with a red plastic ruler in his hand, his rock
hard boner swinging in the air as he walked, his balls hanging low and also
moving with each step. God damn I wanted that dick in my ass.

Angel stood next to the bed and grasped onto his cock, slid the skin down
so that the entire head was exposed I really wanted to explore that more
closely. Angel held the ruler along side the thick brown flesh then said,
"8 ¼ or a little more." He handed me the ruler so I held my dick in the air
and did what he'd done then told him it was 6 ½ . "Damn I wasn't that big
when I was your age. I'd love to see what it looks like in a couple of
years," he said which made me beam with pride.

I handed him the ruler and climbed out of bed as that delicious ass went
back over to the desk. I couldn't help but take hold of my dick and squeeze
the hell out of it and when Angel came back he saw what I was doing and
smiled.

"Come on we better get in the shower."

"I have to poop first," told him then added, "and brush my teeth."

"Okay, do you want to take a shower together?" I nodded my head. I'd done
that once or twice with Brandon and found out that I liked showering with
another boy, that it felt kind of sexy. We went into the bathroom and
brushed our teeth, Angel taking a piss while I started the process and I
noticed that he didn't pull his skin back before he pissed. When we were
done Angel left and I took a crap then sprayed the room and called him back
in. By that time both of our dicks had gone soft and I noticed that his
didn't seem much smaller whereas mine did. I also noticed that the skin on
his dick was totally covering the head and once again was fascinated by
that entire thing but still didn't want to talk about it. I mean, if I had
a deformed dick I didn't think I'd want to talk about it.

While Angel got the water warmed up I looked his body over and really liked
what I saw. His coloring was a nice light brown, almost like a good tan;
his chest and belly were nicely defined with the creases in all the right
places. I checked out his hairs, a pitch black nest of curls above his cock
that didn't stretch out to the creases where his hips were. His balls
seemed to hang amazingly low and had some hair on them although most of it
was at the top of the bag where it started to hang from his dick. It was
kind of interesting how his body looked when he stood upright because his
stomach sort of went inward under his chest then flowed outward around his
belly button before sloping into his pubic bone, his pelvis, those creases
on each side seeming to make it stand out even more. I was really beginning
to like Angel, a lot.

"Come on, it's ready," he said and we stepped in and closed the
curtain. Angel did most of the same things that I did, and Brandon did when
we got in a shower. He rinsed off his body then scooped water upward under
his balls in a sort of overhand motion 3 or 4 times then turned his back to
the spray and reached behind to pull open a butt cheek and get water in
there. He then stepped around me so I could do the same thing. Angel used a
soap that came out of a dispenser thingy on the shower wall which I found
new and interesting. I'd never use a liquid soap except for washing dishes.

After getting soaked I got some soap into my hands and went about washing
while at the same time watching Angel. I watched as he held his cock in one
hand, pulled the skin back and gently washed his cock head with the other
hand. I couldn't stand it any more.

"Angel," I said, getting his attention, "why does your dick have all that
extra skin on it?"

"It's called a foreskin and I have it because I wasn't circumcised like you
are." It was clear that I didn't understand so he explained it to
me. "Mostly in the United States are boys circumcised which means when
they're born the doctor cuts the extra skin off by cutting here where it's
attached," he said, holding his cock up so I could see what he was talking
about. "Then they pull the skin up and snip it off, at least I think that's
how they do it." If you look underneath the head of your cock you'll see
what I mean and of course that browner ring around it is kind of where it
was cut off at. Of course I wanted to know why they did it. Actually I had
a lot of questions about it. Angel didn't know the why or why not of it but
I did tell him that when I first saw it I thought he was deformed but
didn't want to ask about it.

"That's funny," the boy said after he laughed then went on to explain to me
that plenty of boys in his gym class kind of gave him the eye because so
many boys had never seen and uncut cock before. "Maybe later you can
explore it all you want," he said.

"I'd like that," I responded with a big grin.

"So would I," he said with an equally big grin. We managed to get washed,
get dried, and get dressed and fifteen minutes after the knock on the
bedroom door we were headed down the stairs. My grandmother had breakfast
ready except for the eggs which she fixed the way we wanted them; sunny
side up for me and over easy for Angel. While we ate my grandfather went
over the plan for the day.

"I'm going to drop you boys off at Disneyland and pick you back up about
3. That should give you plenty of time and Angel has been there a few times
so he knows where to go and all that nonsense." I looked at my mom when
grandpa said we were going to Disneyland without adults and I could tell
that she wasn't overly happy about it but that the other 3 adults had
assured her that her baby boy would be fine. The women were going to do
some shopping, which I was sure helped make my mom feel better, and the men
were going to do something entirely different. We had to back to the house
for dinner by 5 because the adults were going out to a nightclub to see a
comedian that was "getting a lot of attention" according to my grandfather.

After breakfast and a kiss to my mom, who had to tell me to be careful, and
my grandma we guys hopped in the T-Bird and were off. We stopped along the
way to buy me and my dad some sunglasses which made me feel real cool, like
I belonged in California. Roaring down the road with the wind in my face
was great. I loved California and as an adult I would live in LA. It took
about an hour to get to Disneyland and when my grandfather dropped us off
he reminded Angel to meet him right there at 3. Angel promised that we'd be
there and my granddad smiled and said,

"I know you will son." The look on Angel's face was one of surprise. He
would tell me later that my grandfather had never called him son before so
that had been a total shock to him. Before we got out of the car my dad
gave me another 15 bucks so I could eat and buy some souvenirs for a couple
of my friends as well as myself. With the money that my grandfather had
given me the day before I felt rich. Angel and I hopped out and headed for
the entrance to the happiest place on earth.

I won't bother you with all the details of the day for many of them were
just plain old waiting in line and riding the rides. Disneyland had only
been open for about 5 years that first visit so it wasn't like it is
today. But still, I had a blast. Angel and I rode on most of the rides and
some of them twice. I loved the Matterhorn, the submarine and the monorail
but really it was all fun. We had burgers fries and a shakes for lunch and
I found some stuff to take home for Chu Chu and Brandon. We went outside
about 15 minutes before my grandfather expected us only to find him and my
dad waiting for us.

Back at the house Angel asked if we had time to go swimming before dinner
and were given the go ahead. Upstairs we changed quickly into swimming
suits which gave us both another opportunity to see each other's soft
cocks. Angel grabbed some old beach towels from his closet and we headed to
the beach with a reminder that dinner would be in a couple of hours.

The walk to the beach was uneventful. Once I'd gotten a taste of water
warmer than what I had back home it became uneventful. Don't get me wrong,
it was fun, just not exciting enough to write about. There weren't a whole
bunch of people around so we sort of had some space to ourselves; splashing
around in the water then lying on the beach under almost clear sunny
skies. Angel eventually checked his watch and said we should probably be
heading back. As we stood and grabbed our towels a man approached us.

"Say, you guys are a couple of good looking boys; have you ever considering
doing any modeling?" We shook our heads. "Well how would you like to give
it a try?" Angel and I looked at each other then at the man and shrugged
our shoulders. "Well," he said, digging into his pants pocket, "here's a
business card. We're right down on the boardwalk there," he said pointing a
finger up to the line of building that sat at the edge of the beach, "Stop
in and see us." He looked at me then at Angel. "You look like you're 13, ya
gotta be 13 before we can use you. Of course if you don't have any ID we'll
take your word for it." Clearly he was referring to me.

"He's 13," Angel told the guy, "he's just small for his age." The guy
smiled and said they would take Angel's word for it adding,

"We're open at noon and usually hang out til midnight every night, stop in
and check us out." He shook our hands and walked on. Angel looked at the
card then showed it to me. It said Phoenix Studios in green print and had
an address and phone number at the bottom. I asked Angel what that was all
about.

"I bet they take nude pictures of boys." When I asked him why he thought
that he said, "I've seen magazines that had nude pictures of boys in it and
I'm pretty sure I've seen this name," he waved the card at me, "connected
to it somehow."

"Do you want to do it, pose nude I mean," I asked him. He shrugged his
shoulders,

"I dunno, never thought about it. It might be kinda fun though." I voiced
my thoughts on what my grandparents would say if they ever saw pictures
like that of Angel and he said that he really didn't think that my
grandparents hung out in the kind of stores that sold that kind of
magazines. That seemed reasonable to me.

I asked Angel about having magazines of naked boys and he said that had
seen them before, not that he had any. He said another boy he knew from
when he lived in LA had them. I allowed as how I'd have liked to see
something like that and Angel simply smiled at me. When I asked why he told
the guy I was 13 Angel said,

"Well, ya never know now do ya?"

We got back to the house and were told that we were having Chinese takeout
and if we were going to shower we'd need to hustle up. My grandpa and dad
came through the door so Angel and I decided that we'd shower after
dinner. I had never eaten Chinese food so had to deal with trying to use
chop sticks and did for awhile but gave up and used a fork. The food was
interesting and mostly pretty good and of course the fortune cookie was
kinda fun.

After dinner Angel and watched TV while the adults got ready to go out. It
was cool because they had more channels that we did. My grandparents and
parents left about 7:30 saying that they would likely be out late. The TV
show we were watching ended and Angel shut the set off.

"I feel pretty sticky, wanna take a shower," he asked. I did cuz I felt
pretty much the same way. I followed Angel upstairs and into the bedroom
where we both stripped off our suits.

"I really like your body Damon," he said while his eyes roamed over me,
"it's so soft looking." He dropped to his knees in front of me and took
hold of my dick and before I knew it had it in his mouth. He sucked on it
for a very short bit and I started to get hard in his mouth. He stopped and
stood up. "Salty," he said. I saw that Angel was getting hard too and it
wouldn't do but I had to see if he was as salty as he said I was. I quickly
dropped and took his dick into my mouth, peeling the skin back first. I
heard Angel moan softly above me as I sucked him, detecting a slightly
salty taste. I stopped and stood up.

"You're right." He laughed then leaned over and kissed me on the lips then
took my hand and led me into the bathroom. Two minutes later we were under
the spray, both young cocks at full stand.

"Let me wash you Damon," he said as he squirted soap into his hands then
rubbed them together. He started at my shoulders and massaged them a little
which really felt great. Angel moved down my back, washed my butt cheeks
then added more soap and did each leg then lifted my feet one at a time and
washed them. Still standing behind me he washed my chest and belly but
stopped before doing my cock and balls.

"Now for the good part," he said as he re-soaped his hands. He got back to
his knees along side of me and raised one hand, palm up, to cup my
nuts. "Your body is so soft and smooth Damon. Oh man, you got some hairs
starting," he said with some excitement. "I wish you could make sperm
before you go home, I'd love to taste your sweet cum." The feeling of his
soapy hands caressing my balls made me go weak in the knees. He then put
his other hand on my butt and soaped them again while the front hand worked
all over my hard cock and my balls. Then the hand on my butt slid between
my legs so I moved one foot out. The fingers found my butt hole and began
rubbing back and forth across the muscle.

"Fuuuck," I groaned out as Angel worked me over. Then he surprised me by
slipping a finger up inside my butt and moving it in and out a half dozen
times. He finally turned me into the spray and got me rinsed off. That done
he turned me back around to face him then stuck his mouth over my dick and
began sucking me again, this time spending a good minute at the task while
his hands rubbed my butt. He finally stopped and stood up, kissing me hard
in the process.

Of course it wouldn't do but I had to return the favor so followed
essentially the same procedure that Angel had in washing my body including
the cock sucking after it was over. We finally finished and got out to dry
off and when that was done went into the bedroom. It was still light
outside so we didn't need to turn a light on, instead going straight to the
bed. We lay down facing each other and immediately took hold of the other's
cock.

"I love being with you so much," Angel said to me.

"I know, me too."

"Have you ever been with another boy? I think that you have cuz you seem to
know so much," Angel asked me. I nodded my head.

"Yeah, I've done some stuff with a couple of boys back home." He asked how
old were the boys and how much I'd done with them. I pretty much explained
how I got to where I was right then with him, elaborating about Brandon.

"I've been fucking him since last summer. He fucks me every once in awhile
but mostly he likes to get fucked." When he asked if I'd been fucked by an
older boy I shook my head then told him about the plan that I'd had to get
a bigger cock into my ass. He smiled and said that it looked like I'd found
one then added,

"If you want me to that is." I nodded my head and told him that I
definitely wanted him to fuck me.

"So how many boys have you been with Angel? I know you've had to have some
practice to be able to suck my dick the way you did." He frowned for a
moment as if remembering something then told me.

"There was an older boy in our neighborhood when I was 12 going on 13. He
taught me how to be able to take a large object into my throat and still be
able to breathe. He showed me on a banana and once I could do it he had me
try it on his cock. I loved sucking his cock Damon. I can't really explain
it but once I tried it I couldn't seem to get enough of if. After awhile
sucking him wasn't enough and he wanted to fuck me but he was as big as I
am now and I didn't want to. He'd put his finger in me before and I liked
it and I sort of wanted to be able to have him fuck me but not with that
big of a cock. So he bought me a dildo and told me to practice with it and
I did. Unfortunately one of my brothers found it and then all hell broke
loose. He told my dad. In the cultures that I'm descended from being gay
isn't okay. It's kind of okay if you do stuff with a boy but you have to be
dominant, not passive, kind of like you and that boy Brandon. In other
words it's okay to get sucked but not do the sucking and it's okay to fuck
but not be fucked. Of course having the dildo meant that I was passive,
that I was getting fucked."

"My father was mostly disgusted as were my brothers and one of them knocked
me around a little bit. After about the 3rd time I went to school with
bruises a counselor cornered me and got me to admit what was going on. Not
the sex stuff but the beatings. The counselor contacted your grandmother at
Santa Monica High first, then they contacted my family and told them that
they were going to report the abuse but that if they allowed me to live
with her it would be a lot easier. They agreed, the authorities were
contacted and since your grandparents were willing to take me the whole
thing went smoothly. I was supposed to do family visits but a month after I
moved here my family moved and no one knows where they are. No one in my
family told anyone that the whole thing was about my supposed sexuality
because that was too embarrassing, too shaming so you're the only one who
knows the whole story."

In telling the story Angel's cock had softened quite a bit, as had mine. I
told him I was sorry that it happened but said it was okay really. The
males in his family had always picked on him because he was the youngest
and smallest and besides, he said,

"I love your grandparents and I've met you." He leaned forward and kissed
me tenderly on the lips.

"What's a dildo, I've never heard of that," I asked him. He got up and went
to his closet while explaining that it was a fake dick that mostly women
used. He rummaged around a little then came back holding something in his
hands, then sat on the bed and showed them to me.

One was a bottle of liquid that he called lube which was used to make the
thing slippery in order to move in and out of a hole easier. He smiled and
said, "It's great for beating off too." The other thing was a plastic dick
about eight inches long and about as big around as my dick when I was hard,
which was smaller that Angel's thick one. It really did look like a dick
too, with a head at one end and veins along the side. It didn't have actual
balls on it but instead had a large piece of plastic to hold on to. Angel
said that it was also a stand so that it could sit on a flat surface and
you could sit down on it.

"So, do you use it very often." I asked as I turned the thing around in my
hands. He smiled and said that he fucked himself with it once a week on the
average, sometimes more, sometimes less. I asked him if it felt real.

"I've never been fucked with a live cock so I don't know. Of course if
you're willing, I'll be able to tell you if it is or not," he added with a
smile.

"Or I could tell you," I told him. He said that was true and either way
would be fine with him but if he had a choice, he'd like me to fuck him.  I
had no problem with that as long as I got fucked sometime before I went
back home and preferably, before my parents and grandparents got home.

Angel sat the things on the floor then sort or straddled my lap. He put his
hands on my shoulders and leaned his face to mine and kissed me. It was a
simple but long kiss which he broke for a moment then returned. The second
kiss turned into something more serious and I felt him gently lower my body
onto the bed. By unspoken mutual consent we ended up on our sides, lips
plastered together, holding and rubbing each other.  I reached down, found
Angel's cock and stroked the fully hardened flesh. Shortly after than he
found mine.

"Slide down on the bed a little," Angel told me, and as I did he turned
around so we each had the other's boy stuff in our faces. Angel wasted no
time in getting my cock into his mouth and sucking it. I on the other hand
held his close and stroked it, getting a close up view of how the thing
worked. As I stroked it back up a pearl of liquid oozed out the slit and I
licked it up before taking the head into my mouth. I swirled my tongue all
around it as I sucked him then heard myself moan around it as Angel's
throat constricted against my cock head. That encouraged me to attempt to
take more of him into my mouth and I got to where his cock head was
starting down my throat but I started to gag and pulled my head back
quickly. I continued to stroke as I sucked and covered his head with his
foreskin then allowed my tongue to explore the nipple of flesh. For the
first of many times in my life I wished that still had mine.

I felt Angel begin to play with my balls as he sucked me and opened my eyes
to see his heavy sac as it spilled down onto his thigh. I took his cock
from my mouth and moved down a little more and began kissing his balls,
pressing my lips against them then nipping the loose skin with my lips and
pulling on it.

I felt Angel's fingers moved back and slip into my butt cheeks until the
found my hole and rubbed back and forth across the puckered muscle. I
moaned at the feelings and stopped moving my head for a moment but rubbed
Angel's cock against my face, loving how it felt against my cheek. Angel
began pulling on my inner thigh and I sort of figured what he wanted me to
so lifted the leg and moved it over so that now his head was between my
legs. I managed to get onto my knees and push backwards, the move along
with Angel's hands pulling my butt cheeks wide open. I felt the coolness of
the night air cross the sensitive muscle then the warmth of Angel's tongue
as he began licking me there.

I raised my head and took his cock back inside of my mouth and began
sucking him with a vengeance, the incredible feelings on my asshole pushing
me into a fog of hotness. I had to stop and rest my head on Angel's thigh
when he licked down onto the underside of my hanging balls and then back up
to my hole. I wanted something in my ass right then and I didn't care if it
was a finger, the fake dick or Angel's real live one. My nose was all but
buried between his balls and his inner thigh and I had to raise my head in
order to breathe.

"Oh man Angel you gotta put that fake cock in my ass," I groaned. Angel
responded by pushing on my thighs and as I started to roll one way he
rolled out from under me going the other way. I lay there on my back while
he scooped the implements of de-fucksion from the floor and sat back down
on the bed.

"So, let's see," he said then got back off the bed, went into the bathroom
and returned with a towel. "Lay on this," he said so I rolled out of the
way while he tossed the towel down then rolled back onto it. He got on the
bed, told me to put my feet flat then moved between them.

"I'll use my fingers first to get you a little loosened up okay?" I nodded
my head for who was I to argue about a process that I really didn't know
that much about. Remember, I'd only been fucked by pencil dicks and they
didn't need a great deal, if any, preparation. I watched Angel pour some of
the stuff on the palm of his left hand then drag the middle finger of his
right hand through it. On his knees, he got in close and told me to reach
down and pull my cheeks open, which I did.

"Oh man Damon I can hardly wait to stuff my hard cock in there," he said
with a slightly evil grin. He aimed the lubed up finger for my hole then
reached for my dick with the other hand and as he slipped his finger inside
of me he wrapped his hand around my cock head and stroked it. I gasped out
loud at the incredible feelings from the double assault.

Angel moved slowly, stroking my cock from the root to the tip and back down
while his finger slid in and out of my butt. I felt him graze across
something inside my butt that made me go wild with feelings every time he
rubbed it.

"Here goes another finger," he said then I felt my hole get stretched
further as the second finger went inside of me. He took his hand off my
cock and using the back of it he pushed the fake dick and lube toward my
waist. "Get some lube on the dildo, smear from the head all the way down."
I completed the task while Angel kept on doing what he was doing and
getting me into a fog hotness.

"Hold it by the head and hand it to me." I did as he asked, holding the
thing between my legs. All of a sudden Angel pulled his fingers out of my
butt, took the fake dick then pushed the head into my butt. At the same
time he pushed it in he squeezed on the head of my cock and twisted his
hand like he was unscrewing a bottle top. The intense feeling on my cock
head helped to offset the feelings of my butt hole being stretched open
farther than it had ever been. He kept jacking me off while he pushed the
thing all the way inside of me then started to pull it back out.

I groaned at the feeling because it didn't really hurt like we both thought
it might. I guess it was cuz I was so sexed up from all the stuff that he
was doing to me. "Oh man Damon that looks so hot going in and out of your
ass like that." He kept it up for a good two or three minutes, slowing down
on my dick and sometimes even taking his hand away to play with my balls or
something. It was a good idea because a couple of times I started getting
the tingling feeling of going to cum. I finally reached a point where I
wanted to go all the way.

"Angel," I panted, "put your cock in me." He looked at me with an arched
eyebrow as though I going crazy or something. "Seriously, I want to get
fucked by your cock, I want you to fuck me." It was what I'd wanted for the
past 5 months or more. I wanted a real live big cock to fuck me and since
t-Bone moved away on me I hadn't gotten to make that dream come true. I
suppose I could have found somebody if I'd really wanted to. That boy in
the park for instance but I wanted something a little more than that, I
wanted someone who knew me, someone that would mean something to me.

Angel knew I was serious. He took his hand off my balls and reached for the
lube, poured some on the top of his dick then quickly smeared up and down
the length of it. I felt my belly tingle as I watched him, knowing that big
live cock was going to go inside of me.

"Pull your legs back Damon," he told me. I did as he asked, watched him get
in real close, holding his cock down with his left hand. In a flash he
pulled the fake dick out and pushed his in. Believe me, that time my brain
registered the difference.

"Oh fuck Angel, hold it," I cried out. He didn't move a muscle, except for
his jaw.

"Breathe; relax your asshole muscle Damon," he cooed, "Push down a little
bit like you're trying to shit." I did all of those things and surprisingly
enough the pain lessened fairly quickly. Of course my hole had been worked
over pretty well for the previous 8 minutes or so.

"Okay," I finally said. Angle's face was a mask of concentration as he
pushed inward until I could barely see the top of his hairs. He started to
pull, got about half way then went back inside again. About the 4th trip he
looked at me, his eyes were practically closed, and I knew that he having a
blast. So was I. As Angel picked up speed I started getting back to where
it was feeling really good. Angel held my legs back and really started
going to town. I could feel his balls whack against me when he shoved his
cock all the way inside. I felt my belly start to tingle and I could feel a
little friction on my asshole as he slammed his cock into me. I reached
down and took hold of my cock and started jacking off.

"Man, I'm gonna cum real soon Damon," Angel panted. It seemed like he was
fucking me for all he was worth, slamming his cock into me, moving his ass
from side to side, hammering me. All of a sudden I heard a little scream,
not realizing it was me, and my body went into the best cum that I'd ever
had. My belly and my balls were tingling like crazy and it seemed like I
could feel every nerve ending in my body.

"Aahhhh," Angel cried out. He slowed his fucking down but still seemed to
slam his cock into me. I was surprised that his balls didn't hurt because
they seemed to be hitting me so hard; that boy was cookin. Angel's head
dropped to his chest then seemed to roll backwards. The expression on his
smooth brown face looked like he was in pain but I knew that wasn't true.
I could actually feel his cock pulse as he shot his sperm into me and I
swear that it made my cum last a little longer.

Angel finally stopped moving, I let go of my cock and both hands sort of
flopped beside me onto the bed. Both Angel and I were panting like we had
run a mile. He let my legs down but there really wasn't any place for them
to go so he basically guided my feet to his chest and I let them rest there
for a moment then just put them flat on the bed.

"I really want to kiss you," I finally said, "But I don't want you to take
your dick out of me yet." He looked around a little then told me to give
him my hands. I reached out as did he and he said to grab his wrists. I
did; he grabbed mine, then he pulled me up and as he did he sort of sat
back on his heels with me in his lap. I have to say that it felt sort of
weird cuz I could feel his cock practically poking me in the
stomach. Neither of us thought about that for long because we put our lips
together and kissed, kissed, kissed. My hand were running up and down and
all over Angel's back and one of his did the same while the other sort of
held the back of my head.

"That was a total blast Damon," Angel whispered after we broke the kiss,
"I'm on cloud 9 right now". I nodded my head because it was and I was
too. I reached down behind me and felt where his cock was embedded in my
butt, still sort of in shock that I'd actually gotten fucked.

"You were really going at it," I told him, "I was thinking that your balls
must be hurting because you were whacking them against me so hard." He
laughed and I could feel it through his cock. I hugged him again and rested
my head on his shoulder and he rubbed my back and just held me. I could
have stayed there forever.

"So, was it everything that dreamed about?"

"Oh yeah, more than I dreamed about," I told him, looking into his large
dark eyes. I kissed again and it wasn't long before our heads were tilted,
our mouths open as wide as they could go and our tongues were playing a
game of "tag you're it," both inside of our mouths and out. I found that
sort of interesting; sticking our tongues out and bumping them against each
other. Some of the stuff I was doing with Angel I had never done before so
was learning as I went. In thinking about using some of my new found
knowledge on Brandon, it didn't occur to me that he'd wonder where in the
hell I'd picked up some new tricks since I was only spose to be at my
grandparents and I sure as shootin didn't learn it at Disneyland.

But my mind wasn't on that right at the moment. I was getting sexed up
again and before I knew it I was grinding my little butt onto Angel's
lap. We stopped kissing and just looked at each other as I moved my bottom,
discovering new feelings by the moment. Angel's eyes were barely open, as I
assumed mine were, and I would soon learn to recognize it as a sure sign of
being caught up in a fog of hotness. On one of the moves Angel's eyes shot
open and he inhaled very sharply. It kinda reminded me of the reaction by
Brandon one time when I splashed ice cold water on his naked front right
after we had finished fucking.

Angel put his hands on the curve of my butt and offered encouragement by
gently pulling and pushing. "I really like this Damon," he said softly, "I
want to cum like this sometime." I gave a "what do you mean look and he got
it. "What I really want more than anything is for you to fuck me. Just like
you, I've been wanting to do it for a year now and having you be the first
would be a gas so is it okay if we trade places?"

I was pretty comfortable where I was at and I was getting so sexed up that
I didn't want to stop; I wanted to keep on going until I made Angel put
more of his sperm in me. On the other hand I didn't need to be so selfish
and somehow I was thinking that fucking Angel might be different or better
than either of my friends. I would learn early that it wasn't about the
asshole; it was about the owner of asshole, the person you were with that
really made the difference. Of course as an adult I would learn that some
guys had asshole control that could practically rip your dick off.

I kissed him on the lips, said sure, and climbed off of the pole that was
lodged in my ass. Man oh man it felt weird not having it in there too. It
was like crawling out of bed on a cold morning; I wanted to get back where
I was snug and comfortable.

I grabbed the lube and slathered my dick and since Angel was on his hands
and knees with his head on a pillow and his butt in the air I smeared a
little on his hole, noticing the small amount of hairs growing around the
edge of the muscle. I wondered for a brief moment if shit got caught in
there sometimes.

"Put it in Damon," Angel instructed as though I wasn't right up next to and
just seconds away from that very thing. I put my right foot flat on the bed
in order to get just a bit more height, put my cock head on the muscle and
pushed, slipping inside of him. "Aggghhh," the boy moaned and I stopped
moving but Angel had other plans. "No, keep going, put it all the way in,"
he commanded.

My hands were on his hips, pulling him to me, and I pushed until I couldn't
go any further. I didn't waste any time but began to pull back. Angel moved
slightly, dropping his ass a little bit, so I dropped my other leg without
missing a beat. With both knees on the bed I had a more stability and was
able to generate a little more force. I managed a steady rhythm and before
long the sound of our bodies slapping together was the primary sound in the
room. For the first part I kept my eyes glued to where our bodies were
connected, the act of fucking still new enough for me that it was
interesting. After a little bit I allowed my eyes to sort of roam around
the room, checking things out a little bit because I'd not had time before,
but there really wasn't much to see. I glanced at the clock, noted the
time, and kept on going.

Angel was starting to moan then I felt his fingers feeling around the base
of my cock. I slowed way down in order to let him explore a little of the
area that connected us and he could fondle my balls a little bit. I sort of
liked that.

"Let's stop for a sec Damon. Pull your cock out of me." I did as he asked
and noticed that his hole looked like a doughnut hole, which of meant that
mine did too. As soon as I backed away from him Angel rolled onto his back
and pulled his legs back almost to his ears. "I want to see your sweet face
while you fuck me sweet boy," he said. I aimed for his hole again and this
time it just slipped right in.

"Now put your arms under my knees then lean forward and put hands up here
by my shoulders. I did as Angel directed which rolled him up so that he was
resting on his mid back. In that way it seemed like I was driving my cock
into him from straight on or even downward just a little. Regardless of
that though was the fact that it seemed like I was able to get every little
bit of cock that I owned inside of Angel's butt.

"Oh yea, Damon, that's perfect," he said, looking up at me with those dark
eyes. "Now fuck me good and hard, make me never want to use a fake dick
again." From that position I was able to shove into him with some power and
that is just what I did. I started right off slamming my cock into him,
none of that poking around and going slow crap. I felt my balls whacking
against Angel's butt just like his had been doing to me earlier but I
didn't spend a lot of time thinking about it.

Below me Angel moaned, groaned, and ugh'd as I hammered his butt hole. His
arms were between my arms and his body, his hands on my hips gently pulling
and pushing as if to encourage me. I felt his right hand leave and snake
down between our bodies and take hold of his thick cock and begin to stroke
it. I felt my belly begin to tickle and knew that I was going to cum pretty
quickly.

"Harder Damon, fuck me harder," Angel panted and I seemed to get a second
wind as it were. I started moving my butt a little but too, going into him
at a slight angle, and I thought I heard some extra grunts. Before I knew
it Angel seemed to cry out, "Oh yes, oh yes, then something between an oh
and an ahh, I wasn't sure. I felt his butt hole tighten on my cock and I
knew he was cumming and it made me cum too.

I don't remember much of the next half minute or so. I knew that we were
both moaning like crazy and grunting like we were trying to lift up a car
or something. I felt his butt hole grasp my dick at least 6 times but I
kept on fucking him. I really wanted to give Angel as good a fucking as he
had given me.

And then it was over. The exquisite feelings passed and I slowed down but
continued to move my cock in and out of his butt. I finally stopped and
just moved my butt around a little bit which caused him to some times take
in extra air, like when something surprised you. From where I was I thought
I could lean down and kiss him and I did which sort of shocked him because
his eyes were closed. He pulled his hands up then wrapped his arms around
my back and rubbed it and the back of my head while our lips stayed
together and moved gently against each other. I started to lower my body a
little bit and managed to rest on top of him; although not for long.

"I need to lower my legs Damon," he finally whispered. I moved one arm and
when that leg was down rested on it while I moved the other arm then slowly
lowered myself back down on him.

"Am I too heavy Angel," I asked him and he mumbled something that was a no
without actually saying no.

"I like your weight on me," he said softly. My head rested on his chest and
his hands went right back to rubbing on me and we just laid there for a
moment trying to catch our breath. I finally raised up on my hands then
kissed him which he responded to with enthusiasm. We both felt it at the
same time, my cock shrinking, and knew that I was going to come out of him
which neither of us wanted.

"No, it's gonna go out," Angel said and he laughed. All of a sudden it
happened and my dick squished out and we both moaned at the loss of
it. Angel rolled me onto our sides and we just looked at each for a
moment. Then he leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose. "You are so cute
Damon and so sweet," he said softly then snuggled his head in under mine,
sort of rolled me onto my back and let his head rest on my chest.

I felt the same way about Angel. We'd only known each other for barely a
day and a half and here we were; loving to be with each other and loving
each other. I thought about that; then I thought about having to go back
home in 9 days. I thought about what it was going to be like because I was
going to be back in the company of children. Yes, I was still a child but
my experiences were far beyond those of my friends, and that included
Brandon now, or so I figured. I felt older than they were and I would never
in a million years be able to explain that to them. And of course there
wasn't going to be an Angel either. Oh, like I said before, I could
probably find an older boy who liked to fuck younger boys but it wouldn't
be the same. In that brief moment I thought about how being with another
older boy would some how make my experience with Angel something less. I
didn't want that. And then another though crossed my mind and I must have
jolted or something.

"Whatchu thinking about Damon," Angel asked. I paused for a moment then
said,

"I'm wondering if I can convince my parents, and grandparents, to let me
come out here and spend the summer."