Date: Sun, 6 Feb 2011 15:08:03 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Intro. & Arrival Pt. 2

I stopped for breath, kneeling beside the pale body in that dim light I
noted those eyes, huge and helpless they gazed back, he didn't want me to
stop what I'd been doing to him.  Yes, those glorious eyes set in that thin
face above the slim body, painfully slender in fact and there by contrast -
lower, way down where his thighs met..I gloated over what I saw and without
thinking reached again for it.  His penis, by contrast with the rest of
him, hugely engorged and erect, incongruous almost on that frail body yet I
reflected, this was my handiwork.  My thoughts were interrupted

"Make me cum, please, please, let me cum...?"

I was in no hurry of course, I treasured these sessions with him and span
them out for as long as possible.  Others I knew would furtively indulge, a
quick grope, frenzied masturbation and soon, all too soon that guilt ridden
return to their own bed.  Not for me, oh no for I really enjoyed making
love to other boys - and this one in particular.  Part of his appeal lay in
his obvious enjoyment, at times I could feel he actually hated himself for
what he let me do to him yet just as obvious was his inability to refuse
and this I found was quite delicious.  And so I gently toyed with the boy
while he in turn resumed his fondling of my penis.  Time passed, breathing
became heavy, the little hips periodically thrust up into my deft fingers
and then, the little head began tossing from side to side, again the
whispers "please, please, make me cum...ah God....please....".  Normally I
would pause and let him come off the boil but by this time it was very late
- I'd enjoyed him enough for now so, obligingly I began to firmly stroke
his penis, in a minute I felt the tremors and then came the gasps, warmth
splashed upon the back of my hand, strands I knew which would festoon his
tummy and then, here it came - my own release as half collapsed upon him I
adorned the boy with my own heaving contribution.

Some nights later and alone in my bed, I pondered the situation.  I'd
already realised that as a sex partner the frail boy was all that could be
desired, the icing on the cake was the perverse satisfaction gained from
watching him helplessly give in to seduction, he obviously hated himself
for what he was letting me do but on each and every occasion would give in
to his sexual urges, I know that by then he knew he was gay but he still
hadn't come to terms with that situation.  For my part, I couldn't keep my
hands off him, it was as simple as that - I knew I was gay - and loved it.
Yet, there was something, some unfinished business, an incomplete aspect of
our relationship to be explored, you see we had previously "finger fucked"
and for me it only whetted my appetite BUT there were physical
considerations here.  The boy was slender, frail, ripe enticing buttocks
pertly perched above slim thighs but....how to ..oh God...I dearly needed
to feel my penis probe between those cheeks, eagerly intrude and
then....thrust up into his warm depths!  Yet here I ruefully acknowledged,
I hadn't a clue how to set about it...for the fact was I'd yet to fuck a
boy and I was terrified of making a mess of things.  Restless I lay there
exploring options and then it dawned!  In the same corridor and not too far
up from my room slept the boy we called "Pauline" - his effeminate good
looks had earned him a certain reputation and the more I thought about it
the more the idea appealed, surely I thought, he'd be well and truly broken
in if only half the rumours were true?

That weekend, with jar of Vaseline tucked in pyjama pocket, I cautiously
ventured along the corridor, in the pitch dark I counted doors and then
pausing cautiously, tried the handle nearest.  Quietly I slipped in but not
as soundlessly as I'd thought for came the whispered challenge: "Who is it,
what d'you want...?"

In reply, as I closed the door I muttered my name and there was a pause
then "Well, what d'you want?" came again.  I didn't answer, instead perched
upon his bedside I gently let my hand slide under his sheets.  There was a
gasp and his body stiffened.  Confident as I was, I let my hand savour his
warmth, God his skin was smooth, hairless and I recalled how it blushed a
delicate pink in the showers, that's when I thought to myself "Everyone
else has been into him...how come you haven't done this before?" so I
continued my fondling and caresses and soon he began to relax.  Next
step....I felt down, down and there between his legs was one very erect
penis "Of course it is" I told myself "He's been through this hundreds of
times!".  Reassured, I slipped out of my pyjamas and slid in beside him,
silent he yielded to my ministrations, he was a wonderful feel, soft plump
and smooth and shortly, his breathing changed, little gasps interspersed
and....a hand felt for my penis.  Silently we lay face to face while we
fondled and caressed though eventually I felt pressures begin to mount.  A
quick fumble beneath the bed and...there they were pyjama top and Vaseline.
Now I became busy, reaching over the lovely body I groped for his buttocks,
my full attention was required here and I carefully sought his opening -
this isn't an easy task for a novice operating in the dark but thanks in no
small part to his cooperation I was soon thrusting up and into him with
greasy fingers.  I was startled by his whisper "Don't forget yours, put
some of that on it too?".  This had just become exciting, shaking with
excitement I followed his suggestion and then the next issue arose - how
to, what position....this was awkward....and sensing perhaps my indecision,
the boy moved onto his side with buttocks pressing into my loins, oh bliss!

"Gently does it, oh there, just leave it there a moment....let me get used
to.....now...slowly...wait, wait!  OK, but don't push too hard, Ow, oh God!
Let me get used....get used to....there, slowly, slowly, wait!  OK, push
gently, gently, there....in you're in..bit more then OW!"  To my amazement,
he subsided into panting gasps before continuing "That's it, you're right
up - I never knew what it would be like, dunno what it feels like...yet,
have to wait longer...."

For my part, all sorts of questions were buzzing around my head "It's his
FIRST time, so what, what??"  all I knew for certain was that I was lying
behind the House's pin-up boy with my penis embedded in him and so far,
doing nothing much with it.  Sighing thankfully however, I began to savour
the tightly pressed warmth around my penis, tentatively I withdrew and then
immediately probed upward, he drew breath sharply but otherwise there was
no reaction so emboldened I reached around and felt for his penis, it had
become limp and this I decided to remedy so idly I fondled him while
assuming a slow rhythm, gently sliding in and out I could only long for a
sight of the action knowing how erotic he'd appear, naked in his loveliness
as I his lover slowly fucked him.  It was rewarding, very satisfying to
feel his penis come to life again....and with it his arousal..."How's it
going?" I asked.  "It's strange, OK now....I don't mind at all...took a
while though but YES, do it that way again can you...that angle you used
just then OH YES!"  Furtively and in the dark we whispered our mutual
appreciation, both had been taken completely by surprise, both totally
aroused we experimented this way and that.  Some time passed and suddenly
the smooth young body pressed tight against me jerked and then convulsed
"Oh God, how...did...that happen...I just came...terrific....wasn't
expecting that".  The effect on me was immediate of course, helpless I let
myself unload into those rounded cheeks, gasping out his name over and over
until bewildered yet grateful both subsided inert. "That was my first" I
confided.  "Mine too" was the unexpected reply, silence for a while then
"You can stay longer if you like"...my response "If I do, I think I'll want
you...again you know".  A long pause then "How soon?".