Date: Sun, 15 Jun 2014 15:22:27 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ethan and the Ballboy 6

Sorry for the long delay... Real Life happens sometimes, and I was
compelled to participate.  You may wish to read the previous chapter, or
chapters again to refresh, if you are willing.  Thanks, and again, my
apologies for the wait...


  * Thanks to the many readers of my "About A Boy" stories, for your
continued readership.  I appreciate all of your emails, all the comments
and the feedback.  As always it's about the joys of being a boy.  The pure,
uncomplicated wonder of discovery and boy play.  It was the best any of us
ever had...

Readers Warning: This story contains elements of sexual content, and
contact between young boys.  If this theme offends you, or is not to your
tastes, or inappropriate for you due to age or other legalities in your
area, then read no further.  Otherwise, I hope you continue to enjoy the
experience.


		 Story Written and Posted By; About A Boy


			  Ethan And The Ball Boy
				Chapter Six


         *Excerpt from Previous Chapter: Ethan age 12 / Trevor age 13 /
Ellis age 11


   Ethan was feeling fairly exhausted now as well, and shutting off the
light, he slipped under the cool evening sheets and stretched himself out
on the soft mattress.  Tucking his fingers behind his head, he smiled
pensively up at the ceiling.  It had been quiet the day for the young
American boy.
   He yawned tiredly, and closing his eyes he slid his hands down under the
waistband of his clean white undies.  The boy fondled his own youthful
tidbits for a moment, but his eyelids seemed heavy, and without knowing it,
he drifted off to sleep with his hands still stuffed down the front of his
briefs.

   There were dreams of course.  Wonderfully explicit dreams, which
certainly involved his friend Trevor and his younger cousin Ellis.  Dreams
of the three of them, playing naughty little games together.  Ethan
certainly wasn't aware of it, because he was soundly asleep; but he spent
most of the night with a raging hard on, which was still there to greet him
when he awoke the next morning.
    Life was certainly good for the pubescent twelve year old, and as he
was about to find out, things were about to get even better.


			    * * * * * * * * * *


   It seemed a little bit of a rude awakening the next morning, as Ethan
was still sleeping, lying comfortably on his back, and suddenly a small
finger gently lifted open his right eyelid.  It took him a moment to really
waken, and another moment to realize that he was looking up at young Ellis
through one eye, as the other boy was peering down at him, still holding
Ethan's eyelid open.
   "You awake yet..?"  Ellis whispered softly as Ethan stirred.
   "Mm... No..." Ethan moaned, still barely conscious.  "What are you
doing?" He mumbled distractedly.
   "Just checking to see if you were in there." Ellis smiled impishly, and
pulled his hand away.  Ethan opened both eyes now, and stared bleary eyed
for a moment at nothing in particular.  Finally awake, he focused on young
Ellis, who was sitting cross legged on top of the bed just to his right.

   Ellis was wearing only a thin pair of pajama shorts, his hands resting
lightly on his bare knees and a pleasantly youthful smile on his face.
Ethan gazed at the young boy for a moment.  Morning sunlight was filtering
in through the window behind him, and it cast a soft radiant silhouette of
backlight around the longhaired boy.
   Ethan smiled up at him.  It was a wonderfully angelic sight actually,
with the light streaming through the boy's long golden blond locks, washing
over and around his naked shoulders and thin boyish frame.
   "So... What's up?" Ethan questioned tiredly.  He raised one arm over his
head and yawned trying to stretch himself into full wakefulness.
   "Well, I was just wondering..." Ellis began softly, with a sly
smile. "If you maybe wanted to, you know... Do what we did yesterday."  The
youngster said, with a decidedly mischievous look on his face.

   "Hmm? You mean go to your dance lessons again?" Ethan asked honestly.
   "No silly..." Ellis shook his head, with the corner of his mouth raised
in a boyish smirk.  "I mean maybe we could, you know..." And he raised his
hand up in a half fist and jerked it up and down a few times.
   "Dude...  Seriously?  I just woke up." Ethan replied.  "I'm not ready to
do that this early."
   "Yes you are." Ellis responded quickly.  "You've already got a
stiffy..."  Ethan looked at him with a curious smile.
   "What makes you think I already have a stiffy?" He asked, looking down
at his bedcovers for telltale signs.
   "I checked of course!" Ellis replied quickly, and that impish grin
returned to his face, as he reached down and placed his hand on the
bedcovers over Ethan's mid section, giving a squeeze to Ethan's certainly
turgid boy pole.

    Ethan flinched as the younger boy's fingers encircled his boyhood
through the bunched bed covers.  Reaching up quickly, he grabbed hold of
the youngster's arms, and giggling he pulled the boy down along side him
and began tickling him on his slender bare sides and underarms.
   The boys squirmed around, giggling as they tangled playfully.  Ethan
rolled them both over, and kicking free of the bed sheets, he wrapped
around the other boy as he continued to tickle him.
   "Stop..." Ellis giggled, while he squirmed about, "Stop... You'll make
me pee..." The youngster laughed.  Ethan shifted around, and placing his
lips on the other boy's naked belly, he blew the all familiar
'Brrrrrrrrrraappp' of a raspberry against his soft warm skin.
   Ellis laughed even harder, as he tried to push Ethan's face away from
his belly.  Ethan only looked up at him and grinned.  "See...  That's what
you get when you mess with me..." He chortled.  Putting his head down, he
encircled his lips around Ellis' belly button and blew again, causing more
peals of high pitched giggles from the younger boy.

   He pulled his head back, glanced up again, and then with a mischievous
grin of his own, Ethan slid himself lower.  He looked down at the thin
summer pajama shorts Ellis was wearing, and he could see the slightly
darker outline of the boy's stiff peg through the thin cottony material.
Without another thought or sexual intent, he lowered his head and placed
his lips over the firm warm bulge beneath the fabric.
   Ethan blew, attempting another raspberry, but the cottony cloth made
that all but impossible, even as Ellis continued to wiggle about.  Still,
the feel of the firm plump sausage underneath was suddenly more than
appealing to Ethan.  Teasingly, he nibbled at it, scrapping his teeth
somewhat chipmunk like, gently over the thin fabric.
   Ellis protested and squirmed, but only meekly as the feeling was more
than a little pleasant for him as well.  Ethan continued his teething, and
quickly Ellis' pajamas had a distinct wet spot forming in the front which
now rather clearly revealed the vestiges of his boyish bulge.

    "Stop it you pervert..." Ellis giggled, yet at the same time he thrust
his young hips forward promoting the contact.  Ethan pulled off of him
though, and with a grin he slithered upwards till he was lying alongside
the other boy.
   Both of them were breathing a little harder, with the exertion of
wrestling around like this, so they lay quietly for several seconds,
giggling occasionally, and nudging one another as they glanced sidewise at
each other.

   "So...  Do you wanna' have a go at it, or what?" Ellis persisted.
   "You really want to do this don't you?" Ethan responded with a tethered
smile.  Ellis smiled back at him, and quickly nodded his head in the
affirmative.  "Alright then..."  Ethan conceded.
   Ellis popped up and off the bed, and scurried to the door.  Locking it,
he turned in a dancelike pirouette spinning happily back toward the bed,
where he leaped up to plop alongside the American boy.  With almost no
hesitation Ellis hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his pajama
bottoms, and raising his bum, he pulled them smoothly down and off his
hips.  He wiggled his legs, and pulled one knee out of the shorts, then
used his bare foot to pull them the rest of the way down his legs, and
flick them off.
   The youngster glanced over at Ethan as he slid his fingers over his own
slowly hardening boy bits.  Ethan was still feeling those pangs of shyness
however, and somewhat hesitantly he slowly began to slip his white cotton
briefs over the mound of his buttocks, and down his thighs.
   "Come on then..." The younger boy urged impatiently, as he rubbed
himself gently, waiting for Ethan to catch up.

   Ethan's eyes flicked down to the naked young Brit's boyish package.  It
looked so invitingly awesome; the pale skin of his smooth bare pubic mound,
the little indent just above the base of his young penis, and of course the
semi hard, rubbery peg with it's bunched crown of delicately dangling
foreskin.
   Ethan swallowed at the delightful sight, and so enamored with the view,
he quickly pushed his briefs down to his knees; his own youthful sausage
was swelling rapidly on it's own now, committed to what was to come.  He
looked up to see that Ellis' gaze was firmly locked on him, and the two
boys began to rub themselves a bit more vigorously.

   They watched one another with anxious and excited eyes, just as they had
the first time they had done this act together.  Ellis was thrilled to see
the other boy's few, and sparsely spaced pubic hairs, and the smooth bell
end of his youthful boy pickle as it slowly began to glisten from a dab of
wetness that escaped from the pee slit.
   Ethan was just as entranced of course.  He marveled still, at the thin
flesh colored elastic skin that rolled on and off the other boys shiny
looking tip, exposing the reddish purple knob in brief erotic peek a boo's.
He closed his eyes and sighed pleasurably.

   After a moment he opened them again, and glanced over at the smiling
face of the younger boy, who was in turn, still looking at him. They smiled
briefly at one another as they kept to the task at hand; or, 'in hand'
perhaps.  Ellis' mouth was open slightly, and the tip of his tongue wiggled
there unintentionally; a little quirk of concentration that the boy did
without even really knowing he did it.
   Ethan smiled again as he noticed it, and then he looked back down at the
other boy's tumescent tube, and flying fingers.  God it was so hot
looking...  Without even realizing it, their bare feet had seemingly sought
out contact at some point, and they were rubbing their toes gently together
near the foot of the bed.
   Skin on skin was just so damn erotic wasn't it; just as it had been last
time, and just as it had been between him and Trevor.  Touching was so much
better than just looking, and with that, the back of Ethan's left hand
moved against the other boy's thigh.  Pressing there, rubbing slightly,
increasing the joy of his own autoerotic stimulation. 'Ohh man...'  He
sighed. 'Ohuuhhh...'

   Ellis responded to the contact as well, and he rolled his hip
gregariously toward Ethan, as if offering himself for even more physical
connection.  Ethan felt it.  Almost instinctively he wanted a more personal
connection, and he moved his hand up onto the other boy's leg, rubbing it
there, fondling the soft warm naked flesh.  "Ohh.... Oh god..."  he
breathed throatily.
   He continued to rub, inching his hand upward and inward on Ellis' thigh,
until the back of his hand was nestled under the other boy's loose, warm
ball sac.  He could feel it bounce against his hand with each racing stroke
of Ellis' masturbatory movement. "Ahhh goddd...." he breathed out in a loud
sigh.
   The stimulation was making him so bloody horny.  Their feet and legs
continued to rub and bump together like some kind of jungle bird's erotic
mating ritual, and Ethan moved his hand again, this time boldly usurping
Ellis' control of his own masturbation.  Ethan's hand replaced the other
boy's, and he wrapped his fingers delicately, yet firmly around the young
Brit's heated meat sausage.

   He began to vigorously stroke the younger boy almost in rhythm to the
pummeling he was giving his own youthful shank.  Ellis willingly released
control.  He lay back and moaned long and hard, it felt so wonderful to
have Ethan in control of his stiff boyish tube, and the wonderful feelings
he was having.
   "Mmmm...." the youngster sighed with intense pleasure.  "Faster Ethan,
go faster..." He whimpered, and now his own right hand slid up onto Ethan's
thigh, which he began to squeeze as the tingles started to charge deep
within his own young body.
   Each boy was experiencing his own joy, and each boy's movements fueled
the other, heightening the experience for both of them.
   "Almost... Almost there..." The youngster half whined, half pleaded.
Ethan sped up his stroke on both of them.  In truth, Ethan was almost there
as well.  His knees bent slightly as adrenalin filled his thighs like a
bolt of muscle numbing lightning.

   The best feeling he had ever had, was when he and Trevor had pressed
their bodies against one another yesterday, and they had cum by wriggling
their young pricks on each other.  He wanted that feeling again.  He was so
close now with Ellis that he couldn't resist the primal urge of body
contact that swept over him.
   Ethan let go of his penis and rolled quickly over on top of Ellis.  Skin
on skin, what a sight it must have been from behind.  Ethan's firm round
buttocks were pumping wildly up and down, wriggling from side to side,
sensuously mashing their two rigid boy tubes into one another.  Ellis
moaned loudly as his young testies roiled, and seemed to boil over like a
pan on the stove

   His small fingers grabbed for purchase on Ethan's back, digging in
passionately, and his head rolled back against the pillow, his mouth agape
in raw pleasure, as his long blond hair tangled wildly around his boyish
features.
   Ethan was there...  He pulled himself tightly to the other boy, his own
mouth hung open allowing several guttural grunts to escape.  "Uhh, Uh,
Uh..." With each downward thrust of his bare hips as they humped and
slapped against the younger boy.
   Every muscle in his body seemed to go taught.  His butt cheeks clenched
mercilessly and in a final jutting thrust his testicles lost their load.
He would later swear he could feel the hot ejaculate rush from his nuts,
and burst from his swollen boy parts.  "Arrrgggg, uhhhhh, shiii..." He
stuttered.

   Cum!  Warm, sticky sweet cum pulsed between the two naked boys. Several
bountiful spurts, maybe more, as the contractions kept squeezing and
milking the boy's loins of their juices.  Ellis squeaked in pleasure as
well, as he felt Ethan's gooey wetness wash over his own dick, and that was
enough to trigger his own barely pubescent discharge.  His young body
constricted, his fingernails dug deeper into Ethan's back, and his own hips
jolted with fervent energy.
   There would be no way to distinguish the two apart later of course, but
Ellis contributed several clear drops of precious premature semen to the
wet mess between them.  Ethan's muscles finally released, and he slumped
onto the naked boy beneath him, their sweaty cheeks touching through the
disheveled tangle of Ellis' hair.

   Several minutes passed, and eventually Ethan moved his hips slightly.
Both boys could feel the wet gooeyness on their naked pubic mounds, now
tacky with spent boy jizz.  "Oh man..." Ethan breathed, as he lifted
himself slightly, and rolled a bit to the side.  Looking down, both boys
could see strands of sticky clearish goo, clinging between them like melted
mozzarella on two separated pieces of pizza pie.
   Ellis giggled at the sight, and he reached down to rub at his young
balls, sliding his hand through the syrupy mess as he did so.  Ethan
finally rolled over onto his back, his soft, but still slightly plumb penis
was lying at an upward angle on his glistening pubic mound, with an inch
long thread of spunk still clinging to his pee slit.
   The boys looked at each other and giggled slightly, then Ellis rolled to
his left, and pulled one leg up and onto Ethan's prone form, draping it
across the older boy's sticky boy bits.  He moved it up and down slightly,
enjoying the warmth and lubricated feel of Ethan's rubbery goodies.

   Ethan squirmed, his young penis was still too sensitive to handle the
other boy's touch.  They giggled again, and Ethan looked at the tangle of
long blond hair which hung in a disheveled mess partially over the younger
boy's face.  He laughed, and used his forefinger to swipe some of it away.
   Ellis smiled, and with a crisp shake of his head he cleared the rest of
it.  They smiled at each other with boyish simplicity, and Ellis moved
unexpectedly close to give Ethan a little peck, just at the corner of his
mouth.  Then he rolled over the other boy and crawled off the side of the
bed.
   Scooping up his pajama shorts, he gently wiped away the slimy coating on
his tummy and pubic mound, then grinned impishly at Ethan, who was still
lying on his back and watching him.  "Well..." He said, as he wiped off his
young boy spike.  "Guess that's what they mean by a bit of a sticky
wicket."  He smiled cheerfully at his own joke, and then tossed his PJ
bottoms to Ethan so that he could clean off as well.

   Ellis turned and walked briskly to the bedroom door.  He was still butt
naked, and Ethan watched with interest, at the movement of the tight
dimpled mounds and strong looking dancers thighs.  The younger boy reached
the door, and unlocking it, he pulled it open enough to lean out slightly
and stick his head out into the hall.
   "What are you doing?" Ethan questioned.  "You're still naked."
   "Need a bit of a bath then, don't I?" Ellis replied softly.  He glanced
back at Ethan, then with a little smile, he wiggled his bare ass teasingly
and darted out of the door and down the deserted hallway toward the
bathroom.

   Ethan smiled tenderly to himself.  God that little waif was so adorably
cute, and their little naughty boy play had been fantastically delightful.
He closed his eyes for a moment, and wondered what it would be like to
actually have, like, real sex with the younger boy.
   In his minds' eye he could picture it, and he imagined himself behind
the youngster, gently trying to slip his penis inside of him.  Weaving his
fingers into those long blond locks of his golden hair and humping it into
him...


   He opened his eyes, and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.  Wow.  He'd
actually envisioned himself fucking another boy.  That was new!  I mean,
being horny and messing around a bit was one thing wasn't it?  But this.
This was the first time he had ever actually thought about having real
intercourse.  With anyone.
   And then just as quickly, and still feeling a bit embarrassed, he
thought about Trevor.  Wondered what it would be like to have Trevor
sticking his English boy steak inside of him.  He shivered slightly, and
felt his own penis start to move.  'Ya..." he thought, 'Ya that would be
cool...'


                                        End of Chapter Six


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