Date: Mon, 22 Jul 2013 04:13:02 -0700
From: dakota phillips <boilvr1219@gmail.com>
Subject: Dakota ... Part 12a

The following erotica story is completely fictional.  Any resemblance to
any person is purely coincidental.   The story contains graphic depictions
of boys under the age of eighteen engaging in sexual activities.   Keep in
mind that one chapter leads into the next.  Enjoy!

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Dakota ... Part 12a
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It had been raining the past few days.  Not like all day, every day.  But
every day none the less.  So, I spent a lot of time in the house
challenging Shelby in any number of video games, watching television,
eating, sleeping, and doing any number of things a fourteen-year-old does
on summer vacation.   Yeah, of course I spent time online, making one
afternoon particularly exciting.

On the second day I was in the house, as the rain beat heavily against my
bedroom window, I found a chatroom that said LOUISVILLE BOY'S ROOM. Without
giving a second thought, I clicked the release that I was eighteen or older
and started looking at all the people's profiles.  If they didn't have one,
I clicked ignore so that I wouldn't be bothered by some old guy or perv
wanting videos or pictures.  But the ones that had a profile, and
especially were around my age, I began to chat.

One boy with the screenname, 'devilboy69' said hello to me.  After looking
at his profile, I responded.  We spent the next few minutes getting through
the basics:  name, age, grade, likes and dislikes.  I learned his name was
David and that he was fourteen-years-old like me.  He was really into
baseball.

I asked him if he played in the city league.  He said that he did, with the
Blue Devils (made his screenname make sense).  He asked if I played.  I
told him I did not, but that my littlest brother just started, so I did
hang around a lot and watch.  I then told him I did know two players.  He
asked who and I mentioned their names.  David was silent for a couple of
minutes and then asked if I would like to go into a private chat.  I agreed.

As soon as the private window opened, David asked if I could be the same
Dakota that Spencer and Cooper told him about.  I asked what they said.  He
told me that I must be a horny fuck and then described acurately what we
three did i the bathroom a few days ago.   I admitted it was true.

David asked if I had a cam and if I would turn it on, that he would do the
same.  I agree, and activated my computer's camera.  As the screen popped
open, I got to see that David was actually a fourteen-year-old.  And not
too bad looking either.  Now that we had our cams on, would spoke instead
of typing.

"Wow," he said," Spencer wasn't kidding.  You are fine!"

"Thanks," I giggled.  "So, Spencer tells me that a lot of boys that play
over there are ... horny."

"Yep.  And you should know something."

"What's that?" I asked.

"The two told many others beside me about you.  A bunch of the guys are
gonna be keeping their eyes open for you!"

"Damn!" I laughed.

"He said you were really hot!" David said.  "I believe him."

"Thanks," I said again.  "Uhm, guys ... over there ... you know, don't
think I'm a whore or something, do they?"

"Nah!  There are too many horny boys, too much messing around for anyone to
think that."

"Well," I said, changing the conversation, "you're pretty hot yourself ...
from what I can see."

David smiled into the camera.  He then lifted his shirt over his head,
flexing his muscles a little.  He was a very cute boy.  His features were
simple. His brown hair was cut short, hidden by a blue baseball cap.  His
ears stuck out from beneath the cap on each side.  He had blue-green eyes.
 His face was rounded, and he had a fair complexion.  His hairless chest
was slender and undefined.  There was wisps of dark hair in his pits.  He
had a flat tummy, a the 'V' of his hips sloped gently into his red and
yellow striped boxers.

"Now you," he said, looking eagerly at me.

"Oh," I acted surprised.  "You wanna do a little camming, huh?"

"Until we can actually get together," he said, and then added, "I mean, if
you want to get together."

I smiled at him appreciatively.  If he hadn't added that last part, I would
have been offended, assuming he thought of me as a boy-whore.  I admit I
have been having a lot of fun these last few weeks, but I don't think I
would mess around with just anyone.  I smiled at David, and lifted off my
shirt.  I could tell he liked what he saw.

"What's your favorite thing to do?" he asked.

"Boys," I said sarcastically.

"Well, duh.  I mean, what's your favorite thing to do with boys, smartass."

"I like to cuddle and kiss.  I enjoy being bottom, I guess.  I like to
pleasure my partner mostly."

David smiled broadly.  He addded that from what he had heard from Spenser
he believed what I just said.

"So, you wanna get naked?" David asked.

"Okay," I agreed.

David stood up, sliding his desk chair away from the computer.  He went out
of camera for a few seconds.  When he came back, he was clearly naked.  He
backed away from the desk a bit so that I could get a clear view. He turned
slowly, allowing me to drink in his body.

His dick was not hard and poked from his body about three inches or so. His
ballsac was fat behind his dick, drawn up so that it barely hung lower than
his dick.  There was a very small, thin bush of hair at the base of his
tool, some began growing down onto the ballsac.  He was not circumcised.
 It was so cool how I could see the outline of his head concealed in the
foreskin.

As he turned, he revealed a small ass.  It was firm, smooth and round.  It
didn't protrude very much from his body.  He stopped, reaching around to
spread his ass cheeks wide.  He bent a little so that I could see his
hairless, pink pucker.  His hand ran over his hole.  A finger pressed
against it.  He widened his legs a bit, leaning forward more so that I
could also see his balls from behind.  Nice.  Real nice.

He sat back down, pulling the chair closer to the computer.  As he slid
forward, I could see his dick had hardened a little.  The tip was peeking
through the foreskin.  Really hot.  He smiled into the camera.

"Well," he asked, "what do you think?  I am no Spenser, but did you like
what you saw?"

"Don't compare yourself to anyone, David," I said.  "If we ever get to mess
around, it would be with you that I am with, not Spenser.  It would be you
I would want to be with.  I don't mess around with just a dick, I have my
own toy for that.  I mess around with the boy."

"Wow," he said.  "That was nice."

I then stood up and slipped my shorts down.  My hard six-inches sprang to
life.  I stroked it a few times, massaging my balls a little, running my
fingers through my little bush.  My fingers caressed my tummy, swirling
around my bellybutton.  I turned slowly for David, running my hands over my
firm, smooth ass.  I stopped, and spread my ass so that he could see my
hole.  I slid a finger into it to about second knuckle.

Removing the finger, I continued to turn.  I then sat back down, and looked
at his face.  His eyes were still wide.  He was smiling appreciatively.  I
could see his right arm going beneath the desk was moving slightly,
obviously stroking himself.

"To answer your question," I said, "I would like to get together with you,
if you wanted."

"If I wanted!?" he laughed.  "If it was possible. I would jump through the
screen to your bedroom.  Fucking rain."

"Anticipation will make the actual meeting that much more exciting," I
assured.  "So, what have you done, and what do you like to do?"

"To be honest, Dakota ..."

"You can call me Kota," I interrupted.

"Thanks," he said.  "My friends call me, 'Day'.  I got it from my mom, and
it just stuck."

"I like it!" I said.  David smiled.

"Anyway, to tell you the truth, Kota," David started again, "I am a little
new to the boy-on-boy thing.  I think of myself as bi-curious, maybe ... I
dunno.  Anyway, I have only been sucked and gave blowjobs to a few of the
guys at the ballpark."

"Spenser?" I asked.

"Yeah," David confessed.  "We sucked each other a few times."

"Which do like better?" I asked.

"Oh, definitely getting sucked."

"That's cool," I said.

"What would you let me do if we got togeth ..."

"When we get together," I interrupted.

"When we got together," he corrected.

"What would you like to do?"

He smiled at me.  His cheeks flushed a little, blushing at the thought.
 His eyes darted down, and then back at me.   He then did three hand
signals.  First, he pointed at himself.  Then he slid his extended finger
on his right hand in and out of a ring he made with his left index finger
and thumb.  Finally, he pointed at me.  He smiled again.

"Hmm," I teased.  "Stand up again."

David stood up and now was sporting a rigid dick.  The head was completely
pushed out of the foreskin.  It looked like it was about five inches.  A
little clear cum moistened the tip.  He ran his finger through this and
sort of massaged it into the head.  He then sat down again.

"We could do that," I told him.  He beamed with expectation.

"Damn this fucking rain," David said again.  "Well, you want to fap
together in the meantime?"

"Why not," I said.

At the same time, we both scooted our chairs away from the desk,
positioning the cameras down to our junk.  I watched as David wrapped his
hand around his dick.  He then leaned forward.  I saw a string of spit drip
down into his hand.  He leaned back again, stroking his boy-tool.

I decided to give him a little show.  I told him I would be right back.  I
quickly gathered my toy (the bubble tube, remember?) and jar of lube.  His
eyes widened when I got back and held up the tube for him to see.  I then
began coating it liberally with grease.

"How fucking long is that?" he asked.

"It is about 12" long and just under 5" in diameter." I said.

(I bought a tape measure to find out when I first bought it.  I had also
measured myself, Rio and Shelby with the tape measure.)

"You can fit that whole thing in your ass?" he gasped.

"Of course not, silly." I said.  "I could only get about 7" before."

"Before what?" he asked.

"Well, if you must know," I began, "I met a boy at the skatepark.  One
thing led to another and we were messing around in his room.  His big
brother walked in and caught us.  Anyway, his brother joined us.  He's
nineteen and has like 8.5"."

"You didn't."

"I did."

"Damn!" David said, drawing out the word.

David went back to stroking his five inches.  I put my legs up onto the
desk so that my asshole could be clearly seen.  I reached between my legs
and pressed the smooth, round end of the tube against my ass.  I wiggled it
slightly, pushing it upward.  There was a little resistance, my tight hole
refusing to accept my offer.  I persisted, and the tube slid into my ass.
 I continued working it upward another five inches or so.

With my left hand I pulled the tube a few inches out of my ass and then
slid it back in.  As I continued this in and out sequence, I fapped my
six-inch member with my right hand.  By now David was fapping furiously.  I
could see his tummy stiffening and then he held his hand still as a string
of nut landed on his bare chest, another wad flopped out near his
bellybutton.  His chest raised up and down as he gasped for breath.

I continued 'fucking myself' with my toy.  I was nearing my own nut.  I
scooted a little closer so he could see.  After a few more strokes, my dick
spit three hot wads of white cum onto my tummy.  I removed the tube from my
ass, and swirled my fingers in the puddles of cum on my tummy.  I brought a
glob of my boyseed to my mouth and placed my fingers in my mouth, slurping
the nut off of them.

"Eat yours," I said.

David scooped up his nut and brought it to his mouth.  He did not put his
fingers into his mouth but rather licked the white-clear cum off.  He
reached down to get the rest off his chest, licking that off his fingers as
well.

"This was too hot!" he said.  "Tell me when!"

"The time will be right," I assured.  "And when it is right, I'm all yours."

I typed my phone number so that he could save it.  He gave me his also.
 Hopefully the rain would end enough so that I could visit my new friend.
 But we would have to wait.  I didn't mind.  I like looking forward to
things.  Like having your parents tell you that the family will be going to
an amusement park in a few days.  It's like the excitement builds until the
day finally gets there, making the actual day so awesome.

"What the hell is that?" Rio asked, opening my bedroom door, pointing at my
toy.

"Does anyone ever knock anymore?" I asked, remembering being walked in on
before.

"Dude, your brother's naked!" Rio's friend said, entering behind him.

"What the hell," I yelled.

(TO BE CONTINUED)