Date: Thu, 18 Aug 2016 07:19:12 +0100 (BST)
From: z.blake@tutanota.com
Subject: Jade Unafraid

JADE UNAFRAID
By Zachyboy
t/b, masturbation, oral

The following story is a work of fiction, and I wish it really wasn't,
because two sweet boys who love each other deserve to be real.

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For Jade, with thanks, and a happy ever after.

On with the show.

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"Take it out, Tommy!" Jade whimpered. "It's in too far! It hurts when you
put it in that far!"

"I'm sorry, Jade," I grunted, determined. "But we're almost there. We've
almost got it all the way in!"

"Please, Tommy! Take it out! It hurts me a lot! Please!"

I removed Jade's hand from the baseball glove we were trying to fit him in,
and he sighed in relief, rubbing it and scowling at me.

"Ow," he said, glaring at me. "Butthole.

I smiled and shrugged. Complete Mr. Innocent.

"This glove's too little. I told you it was. I knew we couldn't fit my hand
up inside it. I'm not dumb. I know what can fit."

"We just have to push harder," I told him, ruffling his hair and giving him
a little kiss on the top of his head, which he brushed away, hating
it. "It'll stretch and fit. You just have to be patient."

"It's a baby glove," he muttered. "I'm not a baby, Tommy. I'm 9."

"I know, Jade. I'm sorry. Let's go back and watch TV. We'll get you a
better glove. We'll play baseball another time."

"I hate baseball anyway," he muttered, kicking the curb and sticking out
his pretty pout lip.

Me at 14, already in love with him.

Jade at 9, a boy beyond beautiful.

Elementary school prettyboy.

Jade in 4th grade.

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"I don't know, Tommy. It's really big. I don't know if I can fit it all in
my mouth," Jade said nervously.

"Aw, come on, Jade," I said with an exasperated sigh. "You can at least try
it for me, can't you? Open wide, as wide as you can, and at least give it a
try."

"Oh, fine," Jade sighed, resigned to pleasing me, determined to look like a
big boy, even if he failed.

He opened his jaw as wide as he could. Accommodating, eager boymouth,
willing to chance it.

"That's the spirit," I smiled at him, rubbing his hair. "Open wide. Wider
than that."

His jaw opened up and it stretched around the hot dog I was holding out for
him. A great big foot long at the county fair. The kind I had trouble
getting into my mouth when I was his age. Relish, onions, sauerkraut,
mustard.

"I don't like the sour couch," he said with a wince while he chewed it.

"Sauerkraut, Jade. Not sour couch. Sauerkraut."

"Tastes yucky," he said. "It tastes like a dog butt."

"Don't spit, Jade. Swallow it. You gotta learn to swallow, Jade."

He did. He gagged it all down and looked up at me with tears in his
eyes. Wide saucer eyes, proud and determined.

"Good boy," I told him.

"I did it," he grumbled.

Jade unafraid.

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"It's time to get your tickles, Jade. Are you ready to get your tickles?"

"I'm ready," Jade giggled. This sweet little boy who I watched after
school. This boy down the street. This beautiful boy.

His mother, she paid me.

I'd do it for free.

"You need your tickles bad today, don't you, Jade?"

"Oh yes, Tommy, please. I need my tickles reeeeeal bad." Jade whispered
sincerely, a dare and a yearning.

My hands ran all over him and he shrieked with delight. Giggling,
quivering, laughing little boy body as I captured him in my arms and I
wouldn't let him go. His skinny body shook, and his laughter rang off the
treetops as I tickled him silly, overwhelmed him with my big-boyness in his
own back yard.

What the neighbors thought, I didn't even care. This screeching little boy
bundle, wiggling and howling, his joy scaring the birds away, needing this
closeness. Needing how I ruled him.

"Your muscles are so strong," he whispered between giggle tickles. "I smell
your stinky armpit stink."

"Oh you do, do you?" I warned him menacingly. He giggled even harder. "Then
maybe I should tickle yours! Maybe I should tickle your little babypits."

I dove in with my fingers and he howled and he bucked.

First his tiny armpits. Then his squiggly boy ribs.

"Stop, stop!" he giggled and begged me. He was gasping and laughing and
hugging me and wrapping his little hands around my neck, and I swear to God
and to everything holy, I'd never been in love with a little boy more.

"I love you," I teased him. "Tell me you love me."

"No way!" he giggled. "No way! No way!"

I wrestled him to the ground and I easily pinned him, tickling his ribs and
his tummy and armpits.

"Okay! Okay! I love you, Tommy! I swear!"

I leaned down and kissed his nose. He shrieked and pulled away from me.

"Yuck," he giggled. "No kisses. Just tickles."

I moved down lower, and grabbed his legs, his little bare feet.

"I bet your feet need their tickles!"

"Noooo!" he giggle-squealed, but it was too late to stop me.

I cupped his left foot in my hand and I tickled it with the other. The arch
of his heels and his ankles and his giggle toes.

"Stop!" he squealed, but he gave me the other one. Wanting it as much as I
did.

"Ooooh, so this one wants it tickles too?" I asked him. "This little piggy
went to market?"

"Uh-huh," he nodded, and his wiener was hard. I could see it through his
shorts. His wiener was hard.

"Maybe this time I'll suck your little piggies." I warned him.

"Ewwww!" he giggled. "That's icky! That's gross!"

I put his little foot in my mouth and started sucking on his toes. Little
soft Jade foot. Like saltiness, grass. The fresh-mown lawn of him made my
dick lurch. He giggled, then gasped, and his face flushed deep red.

"Oh," he said softly. That's all he said. "Ohhh."

I continued to suck his toes. My own penis grew alarmingly rock-hard in my
pants.

With my other hand, I reached down and slipped it inside his shirt. He
gasped and sucked in air.

My hand ran up and rubbed his tummy. And then up further to circle his
nipple.

"Oh," he said again. "Oh, Tommy. You're sexing me.

I rubbed his tummy and chest and I sucked his foot.

"Your thing is hard," he whispered. "I feel your thing got hard."

He quickly reached up and he tickled my rib cage.

"You want sex in me!" he squealed. "Your thing wants to do sex in me!"

I took his foot from my mouth and I reached inside his shirt with my other
hand and tickled his rib cage again.

He shrieked with joy.

"Maybe I'll tickle you with my thing next time!" I warned him. "Maybe I'll
tickle my thing up your butt!"

"No! No!" he squealed with laughter. "Never ever do things up my butt! Just
tickle my other parts!"

"Your armpit parts?" I asked him, tickling his armpits.

"Yes! Yes!" he giggled and squealed.

"Your ribs and your tummy parts?"

He howled with joy.

"Your knees and your legs and..." my hand drifted lower.

"Stop, Tommy...my wiener might pee!"

He was flushed and he was shaking. He was gasping and giggling. His laughs
filled the sunshine like butterflies dancing.

I slowed down my tickling and I leaned down and kissed his lips. Just a
peck.

"Ewww," he said, wiping his mouth and giggling. "How come you always want
to kiss me, Tommy? How come you always want to kiss me when we tickle
play?"

"Because my lips like your kisses, Jade. They love your pretty kiss lips."

He giggled. And shrugged. And he closed his eyes softly.

He arched his back and his neck stretched up and his lips were so soft and
his cock was so hard.

He presented his mouth to me, compliant and willing. Lips like cherry
Kool-Aid. Boyflavored sweetlips.

I kissed him again.

He kissed me back.

He kissed me and he giggled.

The sweet taste of tickles.

Of Jade when we played.

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"You've got a nice one, Jade. A really, pretty nice one."

"Yours is real big, Tommy. It's bigger than mine."

We were standing in his backyard peeing next to each other.

It was the first time we'd peed together, weeks and weeks and weeks
ago. The first week I watched him.

"The school bus drops him off at 3:30," said his mom. And I'm home by
5. Are you sure you can watch him? It's okay with your mom?"

"Sure," I said. "I babysit my cousins."

I really didn't, but her son was so cute.

"How old are you again?" she asked with suspicion.

"14," I said. "I'm a Freshman next year, ma'am."

It was the ma'am that got her, I think.

"Okay," she said. "We'll give it a try."

"Okay," I wanted to answer. "Because your son is so sexy."

Flash forward just a few days ahead...

"I always pee in my piss-grass backyard," Jade giggled. "When my mom's at
work anyway."

We stood in the sunshine, comparing dicks, and peeing side-by-side like old
Army buddies.

His cock was beautiful. Two inches and tiny. Slender and pink and I wanted
to taste it.

"Yours is big," he said again. He reached out and touched mine with his
forefinger. It jumped. He giggled.

"It likes you," I said. "You made him jump up."

He giggled and said, "That's called boner. When it jumps all the way hard,
they call it a boner."

I nodded sincerely. I let him be my teacher.

"Watch how far I can pee," he grinned at me and he stood on his tiptoes and
pushed out his stream, and it shot toward the sky.

I watched as he aimed it, a yellow cascade.

Like boyhood. Like secrets.

Like Jade lemonade.

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"You can sleep in my bed, Jade. You don't have to use your sleeping bag."

We had our pajamas on. It was time to go to bed.

"Are you sure? he asked skeptically. "My mom says not to bother you."

I laughed. "You're no bother, Jade. You're my best buddy."

He smiled. He beamed. His shoulders relaxed. He was spending the night
while his mom was away.

I'd turned off my bedroom light so only my TV lit the room a magic blue. My
door was locked. My double bed was new territory. But Jade was a big boy.

"Okay, Tommy," he grinned, and he climbed up and pounced on me. I tickled
him again and we laughed and I felt his wiener get hard and I hugged him
and we turned on the TV.

"Tickle me some more," he whispered. "Tickle me. Kiss me."

I did both. He arched. He laughed and kissed back.

His laughter stole my heart away. It filled me like a love song.

He lay in front of me on his side and I cuddled and I spooned him. His
little butt felt soft against my hard cock. I pressed forward gently, cloth
against cloth.

"Your thing is hard again," he whispered. "I can feel it in my butt crack."

"It wants to go in your butthole, Jade." I whispered to him sexily. Wanting
to excite him there. Wanting to make his butthole want me that way.

"ACK!" he giggled. "No way! You're weird."

But when I pushed my dick against his hole, he rubbed his butt back against
it. Tiny baby boybutt curious, 9-years-old and hot in the center. Someday
I'd fuck that pretty babyhole, deeply. Not just yet, but someday, yes.

We lay there rubbing against each other. We were both in pajamas. Jade's
were Star Wars. Mine were sweat pants and a t-shirt.

I kissed his neck while I rubbed my cloth-covered cock against his
cloth-covered bottom. I rubbed and I twisted and made circular motions. I
was grinding against him, and he was so soft and warm.

My pace started quickening. I pressed forward harder.

"What's happening?" he whispered. "Tommy, are you okay?"

"Shhhh," I cried. "It's okay, Jade. I'm cumming. You're helping
me...cum...NNGGGGH!"

I bit my lip and pressed hard against his bottom and gooey sperm shot out
of my cock.

He froze. He tensed up. He didn't understand it.

"Tommy! What? Let go! You're squishing me!"

"I'm sorry, Jade," I panted. "It felt so good. I needed you so bad."

I felt it slimy in the inside of my sweat pants. It was soaking through my
fabric and wetting his pajamas.

"What happened?," he asked quietly. "I don't understand." His voice sounded
sad. "Did we do something bad? Did I do something wrong."

"Oh, Jade. No, baby, no," I whispered so softly, kissing the back of his
neck. "You did everything right. I just needed you, baby. I'm sorry it
scared you. But my wiener had to do that to you. It really, really needed
to."

My cum was wet against the curve of his covered bottom. His shoulders were
tense. He was embarrassed and scared. Unsure of what just happened, and
what I'd actually did to him. And what it actually meant.

I think he may have been crying a little. Scared. Embarassed. It was all so
new to him. He was only 9. I was 14, but he was just 9.

I thought he might leave me and go back to his sleeping bag.

But finally he softened. His shoulders relaxed.

Jade sighed against me. He trusted me. Boyfaith.

I thought he might leave me, but he let me embrace him.

He stayed in my loveneed.

Jade, he just stayed.

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In the morning, we both woke up with boners, needing to pee.

"Yours is so big, Tommy," he whispered in awe as he saw it by the
toilet. "I like it, but it's scary."

He reached out and touched it. He stroked it up and down softly, getting
used to the feel of it in his hand.

"God, that feels so good, Jade. Keeping doing that. Squeeze tighter."

He gripped his hand and a bead of clear pre-cum appeared on the tip.

"What's that?" he asked curiously. "That shiny stuff. It's gooey."

"It makes my wiener slippery," I told him. "To put it inside someone."

"In their butt?" he blushed.

I nodded. He stroked me.

"Is that what you were thinking last night when you gooed in your sweat
pants?" he asked. "Were you thinking of putting your thing in my butthole?"

"I was," I said honestly.

"I think it would hurt," he said quietly.

"It would," I nodded. "A lot at first."

He nodded. Took this all in. Squeezed his hand around my hard dick shaft
and made more shiny liquid come out.

"Can you put it in your mouth for me, Jade?" I asked him with hope.

"Uh-uh," he said instantly, shaking his head. His hand let go of my dick
like he'd touched something hot.

"I'll suck yours too," I promised him yearningly. "If you suck my dick,
Jade, I'll suck yours back. Really good. Really long."

But the moment was lost.

Jade told me no.

Jade delayed and forbade.

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The next week after school, we didn't play in the backyard at all. We
didn't go pee and we didn't even tickle.

As soon as he got home, Jade took me upstairs and he told me to lay down on
his bed and pull my pants all the way down.

There was a hunger and a curiosity I'd never seen in him before.

He reached his little hand around my stiffy and he started to stroke me
again.

"Oh, Jade. That feels good, baby," I praised him. "You do that so well."

He looked proud.

"You know what it's called? What you're doing to me now?"

He shook his head no.

"Jacking off," I told him. "You're jacking me off, Jade. It's something
only big boys do."

He nodded proudly. Continued. A big boy.

I reached down across the bed and I stroked his pretty butt cheeks. I
fabric fucked his little crack hole.

"You wanna see me naked?" he asked me. "You wanna see my wiener and my
butthole?"

"Yes, please," I begged him. My throat felt dry.

"You can't put it in me. You swear. You promise."

"I promise," I said. "I won't put it in you."

He took off his shirt and he took off his pants. He folded them neatly on
his bed. He took of his socks and his little boy underwear.

He ran a palm across his little penis.

"Mine's not very big," he said. "I'm sorry it's little."

"I love it little," I promised him. "It's beautiful because it's little."

I held out my arms and he came to me in his little twin bed. He laid on top
of me and we started to grind our penises together. He shivered and he
shuddered. My hands cupped his ass and my finger grazed his sticky-wet anus
as he shook and he twitched and he rammed and he shivered. A little boy dry
cum. It was over in seconds. My own cock felt his twitchy-pulsing and
responded by jetting a wad of thick semen between us. He ground himself in
my mess and fuck-jammed me like a big boy. His dick was still bone-hard
against my tummy.

"Slimy," he whispered. "It's all hot and slimy." There was a thickness to
his voice. An excitement as he swirled his hard dick around in it. He
rubbed in my slime.

I reached up and took his face in my hands, and I brought him to my
mouth. I kissed him. A grown-up kiss with no regrets. With hungry tongues
and his little mouth opening wider and wider to let me in.

"Let me stick my cock in, Jade. Let me put my cock in your pretty mouth."

"No way, Jose," he shook his head firmly. But he kept on kissing me, with
passion, with boylust. His tongue was awkward but insistent. He licked my
mouth like the last piece of candy. The last piece of candy in the candy
bowl and he wanted to lick it up good. Jade began to mouthfuck me with his
tongue, and he rubbed in my sperm and he shuddered and he came. He came
again, his little boyshiver, kissing me.

We broke our kiss and he sighed in satisfaction and laid his head into my
neck and he let me hug him.

"I love you, Jade," I whispered.

"Wanna hear a love song?" he whispered back.

"Uh-huh," I hugged him. "I'd really like a love song."

He giggled and leaned in close to my ear. His sweet treble melted me.

"You'd think that people would have had enough of silly love songs," he
started to sing.

I hugged him tighter and I started to cry.

"I look around me and I see it isn't so. Whoa no."

I hugged him and held him and cried happy tears down my cheeks.

"Are you crying, Tommy?" he asked me incredulously.

"It's only because I love you, Jade. It's just because I love you."

"Some people wanna fill the worrrrld...with silly love songs..."

I sobbed into his beauty, so rare. What an honor this was.

"What's wrong with that..." he giggled.

I laughed and I cried.

"I'd like to know..."

I loved him more than anyone and I wanted this moment to last forever.

"Cause here I go...again..."

"Oof-oof-oof!" he giggled, as he ground his dick in our sticky mess.

I cried and I held him.

Please, God, don't ever let this moment end for me.

His sweet silly love song.

His Jade serenade.

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He was voracious after that.

He lived and loved to see me cum.

He wanted to make me cum every day.

Every day after school we would rub and we'd rub.

In our pants. Through our clothes. We'd rub and we'd cum.

We'd rub in our clothes. We'd rub again naked.

We'd always cum and we'd cum once again.

My cums were wet and Jade's cums were dry.

"Can I do it with my hand?" he asked me, demanding.

"Yes," I nodded.

He stroked my hard penis with his little boy hand until I shot all over his
fingers. He smelled it and rubbed it on my jeans to wipe it off.

"Yuck," he said. "Like Clorox. It's stinky."

But I saw him lick his fingers. I saw him taste it anyway.

My cock lurched again just looking at where he smeared it.

A sticky white mess on my jeans.

A sticky white cum mess that Jade had handmade.

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He stayed overnight at my house again.

I tickled him on my bed and I kissed him and made him giggle.

Tickle-hard-kiss-boners. It blended together like it was meant to be that
way.

It was grown up and silly. It was boyish and beautiful.

He took off his clothes and he danced for me naked.

He was full of such laughter.

My Jade on parade.

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"Please, Jade," I begged him, "Oh, please suck my wiener!"

"Uh-uh," he shook his head. "It's big and it's gooey."

"I won't do it in your mouth," I promised him. "I'll tell you when to
stop. Before it shoots, I swear I'll warn you."

He shook his head twice, held firm, no dice.

"I'll rub you instead. I'll sperm you a jack-off."

He offered me his hand, but that's all that he offered.

My cock wanted more.

But my Jade was unswayed.

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In the morning, I woke to find him staring softly at me in my bed. His
little hand reached up to touch my cheek.

"You're my best friend ever, Tommy."

His hair was all bed-head. Adorably messy.

I loved him so much.

Unkempt and unmade.

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"Do you promise you'll pull it out in time," he asked me in utter
sincerity. "If I let you put it in my mouth and suck it just a little, do
you promise you'll take it out in time? Before it squirts all that goop in
me?"

I nodded with a gulp. My throat was dry. My legs were shaking.

"I promise, Jade. I swear to God."

"Okay," he nodded finally. "Okay, but you promise!!"

He slowly pulled the blanket down. He was naked and hard.

His two-inch penis was the size of my pinky. I watched it flex once, then
twice as he nodded. He turned so his pretty white butt was in my face. I
saw his crack. I rubbed his cheeks as he bent over my cock.

I spread his cheeks apart and blew soft air at his pretty pink asshole.

I needed him like this.

Splayed and displayed.

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His tongue darted out and it licked around my cocktip. His hand grasped my
shaft expertly as his mouth found my mushroom. He made an "mmmm" sound and
it vibrated around me and made me cry out. A sheer grateful whimper. I'd
waited so long. I watched as he took me, with confidence, goodness.

He was so sweet and sexy. My Jade unafraid.

"Go deeper, Jade," I urged him, pushing his head down a little. He nodded
his head quickly in warm-mouthed agreement. A sweet gentle suction that
Jade had okayed.

His mouth felt like magic. I can't remember anything in my life that ever
felt so good on my cock, before or after the first time Jade sucked
me. Only once did he come up for air.

"Am I doing it right, Tommy? Am I doing it good for you?"

"Oh, Jade," I assured him. "You're doing it beautifully."

He went back down on me and his sucking was magic. He gagged but kept
going. He let himself learn it. His tiny lips and his hot sucky wetmouth
were sliding softly, slippery up and down the length of my teencock. This
9-year-old boy was loving my 14-year-old fuckneed like a gift from an
angel, softly cupping and rolling my balls as he tongue-swirled and gagged
on me, never relenting.

"I'm going to cum soon, Jade. I'm going to cum in your mouth now."

He stopped for a second. Then froze. Then relaxed.

Slowly he started bobbing up and down again.

"Let me do it in your mouth, okay?" I whispered. "Just be a big boy for
this one last part," I told him. But that was a lie already. There were
other parts that summer. Other parts that would be way hard and
bigger. Other parts that would really stretch his learning.

But for now, his mouth bobbed up and down on me, totally new, but still
totally understanding the urgent heat I needed to feed him. Innately
understanding that boys like him were meant to do this special favor for
boys like me. Now and tomorrow and for the rest of their lives.

"When it comes out, swallow," I told him with firmness. Kindness but
firmness. He needed to listen. "It'll be okay, Jade. It'll squirt out
thick, but swallow it all."

He nodded his head. He sucked on me harder.

I arched up and blasted.

And Jade, he obeyed.

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The first time Jade swallowed my semen, he was 9 years old and I was 14. I
was his after school babysitter and his mom paid me to watch him, but I
would have done it for free.

I tickled him, laughed with him, loved with him, held him as close to my
heart as a boy ever dared, and I felt him fall asleep at night singing
silly love songs in my ear.

Childhood comes only once a lifetime. Soccer games and putt-putt golf and a
little head nestling like a lovebird in your chest when he runs up to greet
you and you open your arms to accept his embrace.

Some parts are playful and some parts are grown-up, like the sight of a
beautiful 9-year-old, brave enough to fill his mouth with a heat and a need
he's just too little to swallow, but he does it all anyway, because Jade is
a big boy, and he loves his best friend, and childhood, if anything,
requires growing up.

As sure as the sun sets, a boy has to grow.

I look back on those times, those boys of my childhood. I wonder where they
are today. And I wonder, fondly, if they remember me too.

Avery and David and Jared and Jeremy, you were part of my soul and you
filled up my world. You brought my days sunshine in ways you don't know.
You were beautiful boys and such beautiful lovers, with flavors and
memories still etched in my always.

I remember your kisses, like butterflies dancing.

Like sweet tastes of summer.

Like Jade when we played.

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