Date: Wed, 23 Jun 2010 19:32:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Eazy Ryder II

I was wondering where I was going to go with this chapter and Viola I
dreamt the opening scenes. How strange. Hope you like it.

Hugs
Tag_m

He was sitting on a sofa, the arms of said sofa were shorter than most, or
a least, many. He was naked. The white of his groin contrasted sharply
against the dark tan that covered the rest of his body. I was kneeling next
to the sofa looking down at him. His boy stuff, his softened cock and his
balls, seemed small to me, but then, the boy himself didn't seem to be very
big either. The contradiction was that he had pubic hairs growing, small
dark brown strands that had erupted from his skin here and there on his
pubic bone. There were so few of them that I could have counted them if I'd
wanted to but I didn't want to. What I wanted was to suck him so I asked,

"Can I suck you?" He put his hands between his knees and pushed the knees
together, straightened his arms, which caused his shoulders to scrunch
together, and bent his head downward slightly, his eyes looking at some
point between his skinny legs. He looked at me out of the corners of his
eyes, got a smile on his face and nodded his head. Over all it was one of
those shy reactions that kids get when they want something but don't want
to ask for it, then someone asks them if they want it.

I moved around to the front of the sofa. The boy's knees were still pressed
against his hands so I put my hands on them and gently moved the stick like
legs apart. The boy relented, moved one arm up onto the arm of the sofa and
the other one next to him on the cushion. He looked at me then and smiled
and I took him in, admiring how cute he was. Ten, maybe eleven years old,
his face was smooth and hairless. Once again, I was struck at how young he
seemed yet there, on his flat pubic bone, were the signs of puberty, those
hairs that weren't concentrated in one spot at all but scattered around
like a handful of jacks dropped on a sidewalk.

I leaned forward, opened my mouth, placed it over everything, and closed
down, capturing his cock and his balls. They seemed cold to me, not quite
like a piece of meat just taken out of the fridge, but almost. The boy
wiggled and giggled, his body tensed and he raised his little butt up
slightly. I slipped both hands under him, one hand under each butt cheek
and began kneading the flesh. I wiggled his cock and balls around with my
tongue and felt his dick start to harden up. I made my tongue move around
the circumcised head as I sucked it then felt the boy's hands on the sides
of my head. I continued to suck him until his cock had stretched out to
what seemed like its full length then let his balls lose and worked just on
his cock, bobbing my head up and down.

Ryder woke up and his hand went immediately to his cock, which was raging,
hard. He squeezed the stiff appendage as though that act would make the
hardness go away. Somewhere in the deep, still mostly asleep part of his
brain, he knew that he should get up and go piss but he didn't want to
leave the warmth of the bed. He drifted back asleep, hoping that the dream
would return and at some point it did.

"Come on," I said to the boy, reluctantly leaving his crotch and standing
up. The next thing I know is that he's fully dressed and we're walking
along a balcony, the kind that fronts each floor of an apartment
building. We came to a door that had been my intended destination and go
inside. There isn't anyone in the living room so I motion to the boy to be
quiet but he's busy looking at things on the wall. I get his attention, put
a finger to my lips again and head toward the hallway that leads to a
bedroom. As we approached the room I could see that the overhead light was
on. I take the boy's hand and we go through the doorway into the room.

My friend is lying on his bed, half propped up against the wall behind him,
facing us. About my age, he's completely naked, his legs are spread wide
open and his eyes are closed. One hand is wrapped around his thick hard
cock and stroking it while the other hand is resting on his thigh with his
fingers down between his inner thigh and his balls. The sac of eggs is
large, completely smooth and hanging almost to the mattress. I glance at my
young friend whose eyes are wide open with surprise as he had not expected
to catch another boy jacking off. We watch awhile, my eyes roaming over my
friends' face, admiring the high cheekbones, pursed lips, the curly blond
hair that seems higher in the middle than the sides; not quite a Mohawk but
similar. His face is kind of long and the hairstyle seems to enhance
that. We watch as his face constricts into the expression of pain and
pleasure that goes along with what he was doing and feeling and then his
eyes open and he sees us but it doesn't stop him and he focuses on his
cock. He groans out loud and his cock erupts, blasting large streaks of cum
up onto his chest and his belly. His eyes close and he continues to jack
off until there is nothing else coming out of his swollen cock head. I lead
the boy to the edge of the bed and we both look down at the slashes of
white goo that seem to cover my friends' torso. His hands both moved to his
sides and his cock hangs in the air above his flat, panting belly with a
huge drop of sperm hanging off it and we watch as the droplet stretches out
and touches the puddle of cum just below his belly button. It hangs there a
moment, a streak of white touching both ends then drops off to become part
of the puddle of cum.

The boy and I leave the room and go into the living room. When my friend
joins us he is still naked and his cock, almost as big as mine, is still
hard and bobs in the air as he walks. I'm amazed at the size of his balls
and I notice that his sperm is gone from his body. I'm sitting in an
oversized armchair and the boy is standing in front of me but bent down
with his face in my crotch, sucking my cock. My hands are on the boys'
back.

"Doesn't he have a dynamite ass," I say. I then shove the boys' pants and
underwear down over his butt and somehow get them to his ankles. "He'll let
you fuck him. In fact, he wants you to fuck him," I tell my friend who
immediately grasps onto his raging hard on. For a brief moment it seems
like I'm looking through my friends eyes because I'm seeing the boy's
slender naked ass, his smooth tender young balls hanging between his thighs
and above it, the small dark spot that is his asshole . Then I'm back in my
own head and watch my friend get to his knees behind the boy, put a hand on
each butt cheek then put his face in and begin rimming the kid. I can hear
my friend licking and slurping all over everything and while the boy
continues to suck on my cock I can hear him moan.

I watch my friend stand up and, holding his cock pointed toward the boys'
ass, step forward. All of a sudden I'm standing beside us and watch as he
puts cock head right at the boys' puckered asshole. My friend's cock head
is so swollen and so filled with blood that it's actually sort of red and
angry looking. He puts his other hand on the boys' opposite hip and pushes
his cock head through the muscle and into the boys' ass, puts his other
hand on the other hip and slowly inserts that monster into the boy until
his pubic hair is touching the boys' butt. The boy continues to suck my
cock, doesn't make a sound to indicate that he's just been penetrated by an
object that has to be six inches around. I'm back in myself, facing my
friend and watch as he begins to fuck the young boy who continues to suck
on my dick.

The boy continues to moan loudly but doesn't stop sucking me. I don't know
how long it goes on but just about the time I'm ready to cum, my friend
pulls his cock out of the boys' ass and begins to jack off. The boy stops
sucking me and looks over his shoulder at my friend, curious as to why my
friend removed his cock from the boys' ass. I've taken hold of my dick and
started jacking it like crazy and as the boy turns his head back and starts
to lower it so he can suck me again I start cumming. As I start shooting my
sperm out so does my friend. My cock erupts like a roman candle, the globs
of sperm blasting up and splattering the boys' face while my friends cum is
shooting out in streaks and landing all over the boys' back, which some how
is now bare.  The boy stands there, bent over, letting us cum on him. When
I finally stop squirting the boy raises his head slightly and I can see
strands of sperm hanging off of his face like Medusa. I notice that he is
jacking off, using his fingers and thumb to manipulate his hard cocklet and
then he cums but it seems like it's as much as my friend and I make, long
ropey strands that shoot out onto my jeans and my crotch. I wonder how that
can be, how such a young boy can make so much sperm.

Ryder woke up again, and again he grasped onto his cock which seemed to be
harder than it was before and hurts even more. As much as he didn't want to
get up, he did, almost stumbled on the steps and padded toward the bedroom
door with the intention of taking a much needed piss but the door wasn't
where he thought it was. Confused for just a second, he remembered where he
was, redirected himself to the bathroom that was part of the bedroom that
he was in. He closed the door then bent over at the waist, placed his free
hand on the wall above the toilet, holding his ram rod hard cock with the
fingers of his other hand he wills himself to piss, not an easy thing when
your dick is that hard. As soon as he was ready to flow he relaxed and let
it happen and soon a thick stream was pouring into the bowl.

Done, he milked his dick then shook himself off, closed the lid, and padded
back to the bedroom. He chose not to flush because he didn't want to wake
anyone. Ryder climbed back under the covers and snuggled in close to the
naked warm body that he was sharing the bed with.

"I have to piss too," Jamie said, then slipped out of the bed and went
through the same process that Ryder had only he flushed the toilet. He
climbed back into bed facing Ryder and snuggled up close to him. Ryder
adjusted himself to fit against the boy, one legs drawn up between Jamie's
thighs and gently touching his balls, while his free arm went around
Jamie's back, encouraging his young lover to rest his head on Ryder's
shoulder. Ryder rested his chin against the top of Jamie's head and sighed.

"You were sort of grunting in your sleep," Jamie whispered, "and your hard
cock was pressed up against my butt." Ryder was a little surprised at that
but told Jamie about the dream and in the telling assured the golden boy
that he didn't recognize either of the boys in the dream although it seemed
that he knew them both. "Well, dreaming is about the only thing you better
be doing with other boys," Jamie responded although it was said in good
fun. As they both drifted back to sleep Ryder was thinking about how
fortunate he was having hooked up with Jamie.

He had been late meeting the boy because of work. Despite the laid back
attitude of the times-1968- and the over all attitude of members of any
outlaw motorcycle club, Ryder had a strong work ethic, one that had been
taught to him by his mother and his uncle. They had a deadline to make in
getting a bike done for a guy and by fucking Christ it would get
done. Ryder had called Jamie to let him know and the beautiful young teen
told him not worry about it and to get there when he could.

Ryder knew of the part of the city that Jamie lived in but didn't know the
area itself. An older, upper class neighborhood, the homes were large,
spread out, and often hidden from view by hedges, trees, or in some cases
walls. It helped that the house numbers were painted on the curbs in
glaring white but Jamie's description of his home and where it was located
really did the trick. Big, square, two storied white house, on the corner
that faced the corner and not the side streets, higher than street level,
massive pile of rocks that was actually garden, that stretched across the
front from one side street to the other kind of a like the cross bar on a
capital A and had flowers popping out all over it. Hell, Ray Charles could
have found the place. As Ryder idled along the streets trying to find the
house, he'd garnered quite a few looks and even some stares from those who
lived there. Clearly they weren't used to loud motorcycles in their quiet
serene world. Hell they probably weren't used to any kind of motorcycles.

Ryder pulled into the driveway that entered the property off of Caspian
street and exited on Markham. He stopped at one side of the portico and
dropped the kickstand, just as Jamie had directed him to, and shut the bike
down. He hung his helmet from the handlebar and started toward the front
entry, 2 massive oak things three steps up from the cobble stoned
driveway. One side of the door opened when he hit the first step and Jamie
stepped out to greet him.

Ryder's heart skipped a beat when he saw the boy, taken in once again by
Jamie's beauty. The smile on Jamie's face and the twinkle in his dove grey
eyes told Ryder that the boy was very glad to see him and Ryder felt his
own face split into a grin.

"Hey," Jamie called out softly. Ryder hey-ed him back. Inside the front
door Ryder was impressed as all hell by the house. A huge chandelier hung
from the foyer ceiling two stories above them, and the walls had Oak
wainscoting that gleamed from years of polish and the floors were
marble. In the center of the foyer a large antique table with massive
floral arrangement greeted visitors.

"Wanna coke or something," his host asked and Ryder nodded his head. "Here,
let me hang your jacket up," Jamie said and reached out to take Ryder's
leather jacket then hung it in a small closet beside the front door. Jamie
then led Ryder through the house to the kitchen, a room almost the size of
Ryder's entire apartment, where a middle aged black woman was cleaning
counters and such, although everything already seemed to shine.

"Millie, this is my friend Ryder," Jamie said and the woman offered what
seemed to be a genuine smile, said hello nice to meet you while Ryder did
the same. Jamie grabbed a couple of cokes from the huge stainless steel
refrigerator and motioned for Ryder to follow him outside, which Ryder did,
admiring Jamie's tight little butt underneath the white tennis shorts he
was wearing.

They plopped down in rattan chairs that sat on a tiled patio that encircled
a large swimming pool. Ryder commented on how beautiful the yard and pool
were and Jamie responded that they could go swimming. Ryder said he didn't
have a suit and Jamie said that it was too bad that Millie was there
because they could have gone swimming naked which got a raised eyebrow from
Ryder.

"What about your parents?" Jamie waved a hand in dismissal and said they
were at a fund raiser in San Francisco and wouldn't be back until the next
day. "Does the maid, Millie, stay here?" Ryder asked. Jamie told him that
she had a room off of the kitchen but that she rarely spent the
night. "What about tonight?" Jamie smiled and said that, actually, he
wasn't sure. That led to a discussion about whether Jamie was allowed to be
in the house overnight without an adult there and he said yes, that he
was. "Well then, maybe sometime I can take you up on the swimming idea."
Jamie responded with a knowing grin.

"Did you get a chance to eat after work?" Ryder shook his head and then
nodded it when Jamie asked if he wanted to eat something. Back in the
kitchen the boy asked Millie if she could fix Ryder a sandwich or something
and she nodded her head. When asked if roast beef was alright Ryder nodded
his head and both he and Jamie sat at a counter and watched as she deftly
put together a large roast beef sandwich on sourdough the piled lettuce,
tomato, onions and when she was finished it didn't seem like anything the
young teen had ever seen before. Accompanied by chips, she sat the plate in
front of him. He was in heaven after the first bite and told her so, which
caused the black woman to smile in appreciation.

"Let's go up to my room," Jamie suggested after his friend had finished his
meal.

"I'll be leaving soon Jamie," Millie informed the boy adding that she was
going to see a movie with her grandkids and would see him in the morning.

Ryder all but stared as he walked beside Jamie through huge rooms, and up a
winding staircase to his friend's bedroom, and what a bedroom it was. Huge,
open, bright and airy were some of the words that described it. Jamie had a
corner bedroom so there were windows on the two outside walls. His bed,
huge, sat on a dais, 3 small steps up from the rest of the floor. The
entire platform was covered in a white, deep shag carpet. His comforter and
6 pillow cases were white as well but with two narrow stripes of vermillion
around the edges like railroad tracks. On the wall at the head of the bed
hung a huge tapestry done in a dozen different and intertwining shades and
colors of red that were shot through with gold.  A small settee and arm
chairs was perched in one corner, just inside of a set of French doors that
opened onto a small balcony that overlooked the property at the back of the
house. In the opposite corner was a large desk above which were shelves of
books and on the desk itself, a small television. Oh, and he had his own
bathroom and walk in closet. Like the kitchen, the bedroom was almost as
large as Ryder's entire apartment.

"Wow," was about all Ryder felt he needed to say. Jamie kicked his loafers
off just inside the door so Ryder did the same then wandered around the
room, his socks sliding easily on the parquet floor, and eventually
settling on the small sofa next to Jamie. They made small talk; how was
your day, sort of thing. Jamie commented his surprise at Ryder's knowledge
of and mechanical ability with motorcycles, adding,

"I'd love to ride with you sometime." Ryder explained his mother's, and
thus his uncle's, rule regarding passengers.

"But when I do get my license you'll be the very first person that I'll
have ride with me." Jamie smiled at that as he gently pushed the hair back
from his right cheek. Ryder thought that to be a rather sexy move but
didn't say anything. They sat quietly for a moment then finally,

"I liked it when you kissed me yesterday." Ryder didn't feel like he needed
any more of an invitation. He reached up and tenderly touched Jamie's left
cheek then pushed the hair back. With the most gentle touch, his fingers on
the back of the boys' neck, he pulled forward while leaning toward
Jamie. It went in slow motion, each boys' eyes focused on the other's eyes
and just before their skin touched, heads tilted and eyes closed.

As they kissed, Ryder thought about how soft Jamie's lips were, how sensual
and sexy they felt as they moved against his own. He would have been
surprised to know that Jamie was thinking the same thing. The pressure of
their lips diminished but they didn't come completely apart for their lips
continued to touch ever so slightly. Ryder moved his lips again, then
lightly pushed them against Jamie and they kissed again. Still, neither boy
pressed hard, both of them seeming to revel in the sexual feeling of a
gentle touch. When they did break completely away Jamie took Ryder's hand,
stood up, and led him to the bed, keeping hold of his hand until he, Jamie,
actually started to lie down. Ryder climbed on right behind him and lay
facing Jamie, watched as the boy flicked his head to toss his hair back
over his shoulder, then moved his head toward Ryder's. He put a hand on
Ryder's rib cage as he moved his face closer and allowed his eyes to roam
over the older boys' face. Ryder tilted his head upward to meet the boy and
once again their lips touched only this time there was more force to it,
from both of them.

Jamie felt his mouth widen to accommodate Ryder's and he felt his belly
tingle and his heart rate increase as Ryder's hand rested on Jamie's
hip. The boys kept their mouths together, both sets of soft sensuous lips
moving, the pressure increasing then releasing, pressing and
releasing. They broke apart, both took deep breaths then pressed
again. Jamie felt Ryder's tongue exploring, tentative at first and then
with more boldness. Jamie's tongue darted forward as if to repel the
invader but instead rubbed against it as if performing an introduction. Up
until this time neither boy had been dominant but Ryder wanted to change
that.

His hand moved up to Jamie's shirt, fumbled around a little bit until he
found the bottom hem then crept inside and touching the boys' warm flesh
for the first time. He moved slowly up Jamie's rib cage and when he ran
into Jamie's arm the boy moved it to allow Ryder passage. Ryder gently
pushed, encouraging Jamie to roll onto his back and as the beautiful boy
acquiesced Ryder moved with him, keeping his mouth pressed against
Jamie's. Ryder was now dominant, above Jamie, and for his part Jamie
acknowledged the dominance, moving his hand up to Ryder's shoulder and
exerting enough pressure to let Ryder know everything was okay with him.

Ryder's hand move onto Jamie's belly and his fingers danced over the flat,
taut skin that covered developing muscle. Jamie finally broke the kiss and
turned his head and began taking in huge gulps of oxygen. Ryder backed off
slightly in order to look at his lover. He eyes gazed across the smooth
blemish free face, admired the jaw line and gentle curve of it below
Jamie's small ear. He lowered his head and kissed the boys' neck and Jamie
moaned in response, turning his head back to rest against Ryder's, both
arms around the older teen.

Ryder kissed his neck again, nuzzled the soft warm flesh with his lips as
his hand moved up across the nubbin of Jamie's belly button until he felt
the slight rise of pectoral muscle. He pushed his fingers into the muscle,
kneading it gently, then it moved sideways until his searching fingers
found a tiny nipple. When Ryder rubbed his palm across Jamie's nipple the
boys' body arched upward slightly in response to the pressure against his
highly sensitive flesh. As Jamie relaxed against his comforter he nuzzled
his face against Ryder's head and when Ryder turned his head Jamie pushed
his mouth against his lovers ear, the warmth of Jamie's breath causing
Ryder to moan for the first time.

It wasn't that Jamie was experienced, he wasn't at all, he was just
following his body's instinct as its heat level rose, as his young hormones
responded to his first sexual contact with another person. Jamie's hand
roamed over Ryder's back and down onto his jeans. Like Ryder had done,
Jamie found the end of his t-shirt and pushed his hand up underneath it,
reveling in the warmth and firmness of Ryder's skin. Jamie reflected for
just a moment on his cock, stone hard beneath his jockey briefs, straining
against the cotton fabric. He wanted his underwear and shorts away from his
crotch, wanted his raging cock to be unrestrained and available for his
lover to see and to touch. He had dreamed of being with another boy and
having the boy show him the ways of a gay lover. And now he had Ryder and
he knew that in a few short moments his dreams would come true.

Ryder felt like he needed to move. His cock was as hard as it could ever
get and being held down by his jeans and the position he was in it was
beginning to be painful. One doesn't store 8¼ inches of hard cock very
easily unless one's body was totally straightened out. He wanted to get his
clothes off and allow the monster between his smooth thighs breath fresh
air, to be free and unrestricted. Thankfully he hadn't worn any underwear
so that helped some but still he needed to move on.

Ryder's hand began its journey south, passing again over Jamie's belly
button and finally touching the waistband of his tennis shorts. He rubbed
on Jamie's belly, moving his hand from side to side, his fingertips
following the fabric Jamie's shorts and even pushing in underneath it and
hitting the elastic of the boy's underwear. He moved his head, sought out
Jamie's lips once again and the two boys re-engaged in mouth wide open
kissing. Ryder felt Jamie's hips rise slightly and push against his
hand. He knew that the boy was ready to go to the next level and managed to
get his fingers underneath the waistband of the shorts but stay on top of
the underwear.

Ryder was a good lover. He knew how to draw foreplay out and in fact loved
doing it and having it done to him as well. He loved the feelings of
anxiety, of anticipation and he wanted to take Jamie there. And he was. As
Ryder's fingers slipped into his tennis shorts Jamie felt the rush of
anticipation, was dying for the older teen to take hold of his raging boner
and do something with it, anything, as long as he was touching it and
holding it.

Ryder's hand moved outward toward Jamie's hip then down onto the muscle of
Jamie's thigh. As his hand drew back upward he allowed his fingers to move
inward and at the last second they trailed slightly across Jamie's rigid
cock. Ryder's hand repeated that journey but went further down and when it
came up it was on the inside of Jamie's thigh. Ryder's thumb was leading so
when it touched the edge of the elastic leg band he raised his hand up and
his fingertips trailed lightly across the bulge of Jamie's balls. Jamie's
legs pressed together and then relaxed and he broke the kiss, again turning
his head in order to drag in large amounts of much needed oxygen. Ryder
took the opportunity to sit up.

He looked down onto Jamie's smooth face, once again struck with just how
beautiful the young boy was. Jamie's gray eyes were only about half way
open due to the feelings of lust that were ripping through his virginal
body. He pushed the boys' t-shirt up, exposing his belly and took a moment
to admire how delectable it was. He leaned down and kissed the nubbin of
belly button, then proceeded to place little kisses downward until he was
stopped by Jamie's shorts. He sat back up.

"I guess I'm going to have to remove those if I want to go any further,"
Ryder said softly. Jamie only nodded his head in agreement. Ryder worked
his fingers between the shorts and briefs at Jamie's hips and as he started
to pull them down Jamie lifted his narrow little butt up off the bed until
Ryder got the shorts past it then relaxed back down. Ryder's eyes were all
but riveted to Jamie's front watching as inch after inch of his underwear
came into view and it was only a moment before that was the only thing
between the older teen and the younger teen's flesh. Ryder continued to
pull the shorts down and finally got them all the way off, tossing them to
the floor. His eyes then focused on that which he'd uncovered.

The underwear that Jamie wore were the usual tightie whities and judging
from how they seemed to fit, he hadn't had them on long. Jamie's cock
bulged beneath the fabric, his hard cock standing centered with the head
almost touching the waistband. A small damp spot marked where the boy had
leaked and just beneath that the underside of the head of his was clearly
outlined. At the other end his balls filled out the pouch and it was all
that Ryder could do not to rip that garment off of the boy and devour his
boyhood charms.

"Let's get this off too," Ryder said as he reached down and began raising
the end of Jamie's shirt. The boy helped by grasping onto it, tugging it up
then rising his upper body up enough to get it over his head and off. He
then lay back on the bed. Ryder allowed his eyes to roam up and down the
prime specimen of boyhood that lay before him. Jamie's body was as
beautiful as the rest of him. His skin was slightly tanned although there
were definite leg and arm lines from t-shirts and shorts. A narrow crease
ran from his chest to his belly button. Just below there the outline of his
abdominal muscles took over curving first outward and then angling inward,
headed south.

Ryder leaned over and kissed the taut belly again and started moving
downward. This time when he got to the waistband lifted his head slightly
then brought it down and with his lips, grasped onto Jamie's cock. He moved
up and wrapped his lips around the cloth covered head and breathed out,
bathing the swollen flesh in his hot breath. Jamie moaned.

"Fuuuck," Jamie thought to himself. The young teen was amazed at what Ryder
was doing to him. He'd had some pretty hot jack off sessions in his young
sperming life. He'd gotten himself so het up that it didn't seem like he
was in his right mind. But what was happening to him then was almost
overwhelming. Ryder was taking him places he'd only dreamed of and even his
dreams weren't like this. Jamie's cock was so hard he thought he'd pop a
blood vessel in it or something. He felt Ryder's hand on his knee. He felt
the warmth of Ryder as the hand slipped up onto his inner thigh, gently
kneading his flesh while Ryder's mouth left his cock head and moved
downward, nuzzling the shaft as he went. Jamie wanted Ryder to touch him
down there, to touch his cock or his balls, but he wanted Ryder to touch
his skin, not touch him through his underwear.

Ryder could feel Jamie hold his breath as Ryder's hand as well as his mouth
moved slowly toward the boy's balls. Ryder pretty much knew what the boy
was thinking and what he was feeling because he'd had the same thing done
to him by Garret, his first boyfriend. At the time, it had felt to Ryder
like every nerve ending in his 13 year old body had been lit up and he
thought he was going to cum without him or Garret ever touching his raging
hard cock.

Ryder moved his head over the pouch that was Jamie's balls. He opened his
mouth as wide as he could then pressed it against the boys' sperm makers
and exhaled again, forcing his hot breath over the eggs. Once again Jamie
moaned. Ryder inhaled through his nose and exhaled again, moving his lips
against the bulge while a finger on his other hand rubbed ever so gently,
tickling Jamie's balls through his underwear.

It was time; Ryder sat back up and looked down at Jamie and once again was
amazed at how beautiful the boy was but not realizing that Jamie thought
the same thing of Ryder. He felt his dick throb and knew that he was going
to need to get out of those jeans really soon. Jamie watched Ryder stand up
then pull his shirt off and toss it onto the floor before unsnapping his
jeans.

"I want to see his cock so bad," Jamie thought as Ryder unzipped his
jeans. "My God he isn't wearing underwear," the young teen thought. He
could see Ryder's hair, black as night behind the flaps of his jeans. But
Ryder denied him, sat with one knee on the bed, the other on the floor of
the dais then leaned forward. He brushed Jamie's hair from his face then
leaned all the way down and pressed his lips against Jamie's and kissed him
hard. Jamie's arms went around Ryder's neck and held him tightly as he
pressed his lips against Ryder's just as hard as Ryder was.

Ryder finally backed away and sat up. He adjusted his body then turned and
looked at Jamie's crotch again. Ryder wanted to fondle him but he didn't
want the boy to cum and he knew fucking A well that Jamie was right on the
cusp of squirting. He reached down, just as he had with Jamie's shorts and
hooked his finger tips under the waistband at Jamie's hips. He lifted,
pulling the underwear up then began to slip them down.

"Oh God finally," Jamie thought to himself as he lifted his butt up off the
bed for the second time. Ryder slipped the seat of the garment down under
Jamie's butt, keeping his front covered, saving the best till last,
savoring the exquisite feelings of uncovering Jamie's boy stuff for the
first time, seeing his boy lover naked for the very first time. Ryder began
to slip the front down, saw the tip of Jamie's pale cock head. At that
point he got the underwear down fairly quickly, tugging them with his left
hand until they were off. Then, unoccupied, he stared at Jamie's naked
groin, and all that made him a boy.

Ryder was not disappointed in the least. Like everything else about Jamie,
his organs were beautiful and they were perfect. Jamie let his legs splay
open so that his balls were allowed to hang to their fullest. They were a
nice size and of course there wasn't a hair on them anywhere. They fell
away from the base of Jamie's cock and hung, one lower than the other, the
most perfect set of nuts Ryder had ever seen. Jamie's cock looked to be
about 51/2 to 6 inches long and quivered in the air above his pubic
bone. He was pale down there, his cock and his balls lined with tiny blue
veins. The circumcised head, along with about a half inch or so of the
shaft, was an angry red, a solid testimony to how hard and hot the boy
was. Right at the base of his cock and sneaking out around the shaft was a
small nest of pubic moss, the hair darker than the hair on his head but
definitely not black. Ryder admired how the creases of Jamie's hips were so
defined, creating a perfect V that culminated in his groin.

Ryder reached up and cupped Jamie's balls, taking the entire sac into his
hand. Jamie moaned loudly this time. The sac was so soft, like doe skin,
and Ryder fondled everything for a second, loving the warmth and the feel
of it. He let them fall back, but gently, then reached up and took hold of
Jamie's cock, squeezing it a little bit then stroking it. Jamie's hands
rested on the bed beside him but his fingers were busy clutching and
relaxing at the bed covering.

The feeling of having his sensitive balls held for the first time almost
overwhelmed Jamie. Ryder's hand was warm and that warmth seemed to radiate
outward for a second until his body adjusted to it. Jamie felt that he
could lay there and let Ryder fondle his bag for hours but of course that
wasn't to be. Instead, the older boy took Jamie's cock in his fingers and
thumb, squeezed it a little bit then stroked it a couple of times. Jamie
was in heaven, lying there with his eyes closed. And then Ryder's hand left
him and, coupled with movement, caused Jamie to open his eyes. Ryder was
standing up and as Jamie watched, he pushed his jeans down over his hips
and freed up his cock. Jamie watched, mesmerized by the sight of Ryder's
cock as it moved around in response to the boy bending down to pull off
first one pant leg then the other and finally standing next to the bed
facing Jamie after kicking the jeans off the dais.

Ryder's cock stood proud and strong in front of his incredibly well defined
body. "He's huge," Jamie thought to himself as he stared at 8¼ inches of
rigid teen age cock, the head of which was still about half way covered by
its foreskin. Ryder's large balls were in full hang beneath the big cock
and Jamie wondered if they made a lot of sperm, assuming that they
did. Ryder's pubic hair was a thick tangle of pitch black hair at the base
of pubic bone but it stayed on the bone itself and didn't encroach into the
creases where the bone met leg. The nest of hair was about 2 inches high
and there was no trail leading up to Ryder's belly button, a nubbin of
flesh very much like Jamie's own, with a little moat of recessed skin
encircling it.

Ryder's balls didn't seem to have any hair on them either, not even at the
top where the sac fell away from the base of that magnificently hard
cock. All of this took place in an instant, a flash picture if you will,
before Ryder sat back down on the edge of the bed. He leaned over, placing
an elbow between Jamie's smooth legs then took hold of his cock. Jamie
watched as Ryder's head lowered, his mouth opened and then closed down on
his cock.

Jamie's body went rigid for half a second as once again, warmth flooded
through his cock, through his balls, and up onto his pubic bone and then
dissipated. The feeling was at least twice as strong as when Ryder had
first grasped onto it and it caused the hot young teen to gasp
loudly. Jamie's eyes closed and his head pressed into his pillow as his
body relaxed and he savored the feelings of having his cock sucked for the
first time. Ryder's lips gripped the hard flesh and he moved his head up
and down, savoring Jamie's cock for the first time. The palm of his hand
rested against Jamie's balls, his thumb and forefinger gently stroked as he
suckled and his tongue took every opportunity to swirl about the sensitive
swollen head.

Jamie opened his eyes and looked at the side of Ryder's face then moved his
gaze slightly to the left to see Ryder's cock sticking up from between his
dusky thighs like a sentinel. Ryder's legs were almost resting against each
other so his balls were sort of squished, one of them kind of sticking up
like a tumor, the other caught somewhere below that.  From where he lay
Jamie could see the precum that oozed out of Ryder's slit and down over the
edge of his foreskin. Jamie wondered about that, about foreskins. He'd
never seen one before and found it fascinating, wanted to explore it
more. He reached out and touched Ryder's cock, wrapped his fingers around
it just like Ryder was doing to him.

It was so hard, the shaft, yet the skin soft. He moved his fingers up and
down a little bit, pulling the foreskin down and away, revealing a large
swollen cock head. "What an amazing thing," the boy thought to himself then
wished, like a million boys before him, that he still had his. When Jamie
touched Ryder's cock the boy automatically spread his legs which allowed
the trapped testicle to drop down along side its brother and Jamie once
again noticed how large they were. He moved his hand down and cupped the
sac of eggs just as Ryder had done to him and Ryder responded by moving his
outer leg even further.

Ryder loved the feel of Jamie's cock in his mouth. He loved the feel of the
spongy head against his tongue, loved the feel of the rigid shaft between
his fingers. It reminded him of Garrett's cock the first time that he'd
sucked it. Ryder's first real boyfriend hadn't been that much larger than
Jamie was now, just under 7 inches. Another thing that reminded him of
Garret was the fragrance that was wafting up to his nose, that musky smell
of boy, an odor that Ryder loved. Ryder reflected for a moment on Jamie's
hand as it explored him, felt on his cock and cupped his heavy balls. He
knew that the young boy was curious about his foreskin, something totally
alien to Jamie. Oh sure, he may have seen one during one of his PE classes
or other such things but he knew the boy had never seen one up close or
played with one. He knew from his past experience that most boys had
limited if any experience with a cock in its natural state and found the
entire thing totally fascinating.

Jamie's concentrating on Ryder's stuff had helped him not focus on his own
cock and the fact that it was busy getting the life sucked out it. Well,
not quite, but almost and he felt the very beginnings of cumming and knew
that if Ryder didn't stop really quick Jamie was going to cum and as much
as he wanted to let his sperm loose he didn't want to cum too soon. He
wanted to play with Ryder's stuff, even suck on his cock although he knew
darn well that there was no way he was going to get much of that monster in
his mouth, but still, he wanted to try.

Jamie was used to that full relaxed feeling that came over him after he
squirted. He was also used to the idea that after cumming, he wasn't feel
all hot and sexy any more and often after he spermed he wanted to just get
away from it, to cover himself up and do something else. The boy didn't
realize that probably wouldn't be the case that time, that he could cum and
still be ready willing and able to keep on going. That had never been his
experience so how would could he have known. That being said, he was afraid
that he'd cum then not really interested in Ryder's body to the degree that
he was right then and he didn't want that to happen.

"You have to stop Ryder or I'm going to cum," Jamie said, not noticing that
his voice was deeper than usual. Ryder let go and sat up, his right hand
moving to his crotch and tugging gently on his balls. Jamie turned on the
bed and moved his upper body in the direction of Ryder's crotch, tossing
his head so his hair went back over his shoulder. When he took old of the
older teen's cock, Ryder relaxed his upper body and lay back, resting on
his elbows and forearms, just watching his young lover.

"Damn you got a big cock," Jamie said as he stroked the thing, his fingers
reaching around it and barely touching the palm of his hand. Ryder smiled
at that statement, one that he'd heard on numerous occasions. Garrett had
almost been stunned when he first saw it, the thing already at 7 plus
inches, a focal point on a short and narrow boy. The way Jamie was lying
Ryder could reach out and take hold of the boy's cock again and was
actually considering it when Jamie moved, pulling his legs up then swung
around so that he lying parallel to Ryder's lower body. Propped on one
elbow he reached out again and took hold of Ryder's cock, holding it
upright and stroking it. He was closer now and watched with interested how
Ryder's foreskin moved back and forth over the red-tinged swollen
flesh. The edges of the skin were shiny from catching the leaking precum
and dragging it away.

Ryder watched all of that with idle curiosity but when the beautiful teen
leaned forward with his mouth open Ryder held his breath. He almost fainted
when those full, sensuous, sexy lips closed down and encircled him. Having
a boy as beautiful as Jamie attached to his cock was almost overwhelming so
he relaxed, closed his eyes and savored the feelings, knowing that this was
the first cock that had ever been in Jamie's mouth.

"Christ it fills my mouth," Jamie thought as his lips pressed against the
thick shaft of Ryder's cock just below the swollen head. He began moving
his lips around while his tongue explored the spongy head and his hand
stroked. He moved his hand up, forcing Ryder's foreskin up over the head
then he explored that with his tongue, somewhat amazed at the feel of the
skin. When he retracted it his mouth followed but the young teen couldn't
get all that much of it in his mouth. He kept trying though, not wanting to
disappoint Ryder, not knowing that there wasn't anything he could do that
would disappoint Ryder.

With his eyes closed, it could be anyone sucking his cock but Ryder knew it
wasn't just anybody and the mental image of Jamie honoring his boy meat
cause a ripple of pleasure to surge though his body. He couldn't help but
reach a hand out and touch the boys' hair and rub the back of his head. He
wondered what it would be like to cum in Jamie's mouth, to fill the boy
with his warm sperm. He wouldn't do it of course, at least not then but
sometime he would. The thought of Jamie's mouth being so full of his sperm
that it leaked out and ran down his cheek helped get the older teen closer
to orgasm.

Needless to say Jamie's mouth became sore fairly quickly, not a huge
surprise to the owner of the cock he was sucking. "Gosh my mouth gets sore
pretty quick," the boy said, taking his mouth away but continued to jack
Ryder off, his eyes focusing on watching Ryder's foreskin move back and
forth over the sensitive head. He moved his vision down to watch Ryder's
balls for a moment. The sac was too heavy to really jump around like his
nuts did when he was up in a fog of hotness, his hand a blur as jacked
off. Still the large eggs moved inside the their soft fleshy contained and
once again Jamie wondered how much sperm Ryder would make. He focused on
the head again, saw the precum leaking out as he stroked and leaned forward
to lick gooey stuff off, to clean Ryder's cock head for him. Jamie squeezed
his legs together, a move that he had long ago learned help create a short
rush of feelings in his dick. He also knew that if he continued to do it he
could help bring on his cumming and all of a sudden he really wanted to
cum.

Jamie let go of Ryder's cock and slid up along side of him, placed a hand
on Ryder's chest and leaned over to kiss him. Ryder responded with a great
deal of enthusiasm and wrapped his arms around the boy and rolled to his
side, their lips still planted together. He pushed a knee up between
Jamie's legs, gently so as not to hurt the beautiful young thing, then
pressed against his balls. His hand ran up and down on Jamie's back for
just a moment before going down to rub and knead on the boy's butt. Jamie
had a dynamite ass and rubbing and fondling it was a huge turn on. Jamie
was doing the same thing, his hand on Ryder's ass thinking exactly what
Ryder was thinking about Ryder's butt.

"I really want to cum bad," Jamie said after breaking the kiss. Ryder
pushed the boy onto his back, took hold of his raging hard cock and began
to jack him off. Jamie's hand moved sideways and found Ryder's monstrous
cock and lifted it off the bed so he could feel and stroke it, the fact
that it was lying sideways in his hand in no way a deterrent to his effort.

Ryder moved his head in close and kissed Jamie's cheek, blew warm breath
into the boy's ear causing Jamie to shudder. Jamie felt his belly begin to
tingle, felt sharp spurts of intense feelings shoot up through his cock. He
reached down with his left hand and felt his balls as they moved around in
response to Ryder's jerking his cock. He cupped his nuts, tugged on the
smooth sac, heard himself moan. Jamie was still somewhat knew to the
sperming world so wasn't always aware of when he was going to cum.

Ryder backed his head away so that he could watch Jamie's face, see the
expressions change as the feelings ebbed and flowed through his body, watch
when a feeling was so intense that it caused the young boy to suck air in
through clenched teeth. He watched Jamie reach down and fondle his balls
for a moment before tugging on the smooth sac of eggs. Ryder knew that the
boy wasn't that far from cumming and almost before that thought exited his
brain he felt the stiff appendage between his fingers get a little bit
stiffer. Jamie raise his head and opened his eyes just in time. There was
an expression of wonderment on his smooth young face as his cock shot out a
glob of sperm that landed just above his belly button. He moaned loudly as
the intense feelings in his cock overpowered his 13 year old body and
shoved his head back against one of his pillows.

Ryder coaxed another squirt that split into two separate little globs that
landed right inside Jamie's belly button and just outside of it. From there
two more globs burped up out of his cock and ran down over Ryder's fingers
then dripped off onto the smooth skin of his pubic bone. Ryder leaned down
and closed his mouth over the seeping head and let his tongue lap up the
residue, savoring the flavor of young boy sperm. Jamie's body jerked and
his eyes flew open and he stared at the side of Ryder's head then giggled
loudly and worked to get away from him because his cock had gotten way too
sensitive for that kind of attention. The older teen moved back, looked at
Jamie and smiled, then licked the 13 year olds boy honey off his fingers
making a lip smacking sound when he was finished.

Jamie had tried on other occasions to keep stroking his cock, more
specifically his cock head, after cumming but it was way too sensitive and
he always stopped. When Ryder was sucking up his left over sperm then
licking the head the feelings had been incredibly sensitive but in a way
the boy liked it. He wondered if that was something he could practice,
rubbing on his cock head after squirted.

"That was way cool Ryder, thanks a lot. Are you gonna cum now? Do you want
me to jack you off?" Ryder seemed to consider that for a moment.

"Well it might take a while. How about if maybe you suck on my cock and
I'll jack myself off."

"Okay but remember my mouth gets sore pretty fast. Are you gonna cum in my
mouth?" Ryder shook his head.

"Not unless you want to try that. I would tell you before I came though so
you could move your head." Jamie said that was okay so Ryder lay back and
Jamie moved so that he could satisfy his part of the bargain. He got on his
hands and knees perpendicular to Ryder. With Ryder grasping his thick hard
cock about mid way, Jamie leaned down, opened his mouth then closed it over
Ryder's cock head. The younger boy began to move his head up and down while
Ryder stroked his cock. Jamie's hair had fallen forward and basically
covered the side if his face and if it weren't for the fact that Ryder
could see the end of his hard cock he could have easily envisioned that it
was a girl that was sucking his dick. Not that he wanted that you
understand, it was just how it struck him. Still he admired Jamie's form,
his sleek body, the way his butt rounded outward and downward from his
back, the boys' pale skin and of course the end of the cock that was poking
out from behind Jamie's leg.

"Jamie, turn your body around will you," Ryder asked. He reached out with
his left hand and put it on Jamie's leg and tugged just enough so that the
boy knew what he wanted. Jamie acquiesced and a second later Ryder was
looking at a sight that took his breath away. Jamie had a dynamite ass no
matter how you saw it; clothed or unclothed but this, about 18 inches from
his face, was incredible.

The twin globes of young teenager's butt were there in all their glory, the
dusky crack that separated them, narrow and shallow at the top then
deepening where his asshole was, the flesh in that part of the cheeks
darker than the rest. The crevice continue to widen then gave way to the
sac and the most delectable of the entire vision. Jamie's balls, hanging
right there, were waiting to be licked, sucked or felt up. Ryder could see
where the actual skin of the sac started, just about 2 inches below where
Jamie's asshole was hidden. The slight ridge of his perineum that started
out from the wrinkled muscle of his hole and ran downward before becoming a
long fold of skin that helped separate the two orbs. And then there were
the balls themselves, oval in shape and angling downward from back to
front, one lower than the other. Just beyond that he could see part of
Jamie's hard cock where it arced outward forming the overall curved shape
of an erect cock and because the boy was still stone hard, the head wasn't
visible because it was angled upward toward his belly. There wasn't a hair
in sight, everything that Ryder saw was smooth pale flesh although in all
honesty the flesh was slightly darker in the very center around the seam of
perineum.

Ryder felt a surge of pleasure and heat flash through his body as he gazed
at Jamie from an angle that, most likely, no one had ever seen. The unknown
Jamie as it were. Ryder wanted to bury his face in there and lick suck and
slurp his way to oblivion, the taste the essence of Jamie's hole, to show
the young boy the pleasure to be had from the single spot on the human body
that people considered the most dirty, the most poisoned, the most
despicable. How wrong they were, the straight community that is. Just about
any gay guy in the world knew that are to be a playground and not just a
waste disposal site.

Ryder reached out and ran his hand over the cheeks before turning his hand
over and coming up underneath Jamie's balls and cupping them. Jamie moaned
and actually lowered his ass a little bit which opened his cheeks a little
more and gave Ryder a even better view of his puckered hole.

"I'm gonna cum Jamie, I'm gonna cum," Ryder panted out. The orgasm came on
quicker than Ryder had expected and he guessed it was because he was
staring at, and now playing with, the 8th wonder of the world. Jamie moved
to his knees along side of Ryder, his eyes glued on Ryder's hand as it
rapidly moved up and down on that magnificent cock. Jamie's cock was
standing up between his legs like a little periscope so Ryder reached over
and wrapped his fingers around the top part. Jamie shot him a quick look, a
smile, and turned a little more toward Ryder in order to give the boy
better access. He turned his head back in time to see the eruption and what
an eruption it was.

The first volley was a streak of cum that landed with one end at the
depression in Ryder's neck and other almost between his now hardened
nipples. "Ooohhhh fuck," Ryder moaned as it cleared his body and was
followed by another one that landed parallel to the first one creating a
long white equal sign on his chest. Volleys 3,4 and 5 spit out and landed
across one pectoral muscle, between and just below the same one, and the
last just above his belly button and crossing the seam between his
abdominal muscles. Ryder continued to jack off and cum continued to flow
out and drop onto his belly forming a puddle that looked a lot like white
cake icing. Jamie watched, mesmerized, at the flood of sperm wondering if
he would ever make that much of the stuff.

Ryder finally let go of his dick, used that hand to tug on his balls a
couple of times then let it flop to the mattress beside him. He looked
Jamie and smiled.

"Man that's a shit load of jizz," he said. "Do you always make that much,
do you always shoot that far?" Ryder nodded his head. It wasn't like he'd
heard that question for the first time. Jamie got off the bed and went into
his bathroom, returning a moment later with a damp washcloth and proceeded
to clean the cooling goo from Ryder's torso. It took a couple of trips but
finally the job was finished and the boy climbed back on the bed an lay
beside Ryder.

The boys simply looked at each other's face then Jamie leaned in and kissed
Ryder, a soft and gentle thank you very much kiss. When he broke the kiss
he snuggled in closer, tossing a leg up over Ryder's thigh which once again
put the older teens knee against his tender young balls. For his part Ryder
enveloped the boy in his arms, reveling in the feeling of snuggling with a
smaller person than he was. Once again, his hand roamed over Jamie's back
and down onto his butt but this time the hand continued down along the back
of Jamie's thigh before heading back north. He stopped at Jamie's crack and
reached inside to feel on his balls which caused the boy to squirm a little
as the underside of his young sperm makers seemed to be a lot more
sensitive.  Ryder felt the boy up, fondled and gently tugged them and
getting a low moan from their owner.

"You're still hard as a rock," Ryder observed as his thumb and finger felt
along the stiffened shaft.

"I know," Jamie responded in a voice still husky from lust. He reached down
between their bodies and took hold of Ryder's cock. "So are you. What
should we do about that?"