Date: Wed, 11 Mar 2009 11:48:42 +1030
From: Nick O'Thyme <upsi_dazy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mango Season 2

Mango Season

Copyright Nick O'Thyme 2009. All rights reserved.

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This story contains graphically explicit descriptions of consensual sex
acts between adults & children. If such things offend you, please click
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This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to real events and/or
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Chapter Two

During the days that followed, I did not get to see as much of Ben as I had
hoped. I had been forced into a part time course at the Community College
to keep the Social Security happy, and protect my benefits.

When I went home for lunch on Thursday, I found a note on the front
door. It was from Abe, asking if I could sit Ben again that night. The
arrangements would be the same as last week. I scribbled a reply on the
back, saying that yes, I was available, and stuck the paper on Abe's front
door.

That afternoon I had trouble concentrating in class. In my mind, I was
planning my evening alone with Ben. At last the course finished for the
day, and I raced home to shower and change, before going to Ben and Abe's
at 4.30.

As I stuck my head through the doorway, I could hear the shower running.
`Come on, Ben,' Abe's voice sounded over the running water. `Nick will be
here soon. Stand still!'

I had arrived during Ben's shower time. My cock began to stir at the
thought of the naked five-year-old being washed by his father.

`It hurts my eyes,' Ben complained.

`If you didn't squirm so much, the shampoo wouldn't get on your
face. There, finished.' The water shut off. `You'll have to dry
yourself. I'm going to be late if I do it.'

Abe emerged from the bathroom with wet hair, dressed only in a towel. So, I
mused, Ben showers with his father. This was an interesting discovery.

`Hi, Abe,' I wandered into Number 2.

`Oh, hello Nick. We're a little behind tonight. Ben's been playing up. I
almost decided to take him with me tonight, but I'm on my own again at the
market.'

`I'm sure he'll settle down,' I had to protect my interests. `Any idea how
much longer your partner's going to be out of action?'

`He should be back next week. Anyway, I'd better get dressed and get a move
on.' As Abe disappeared into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him, I
wandered over to the bathroom door.

Ben was standing beside the shower, stark naked, drying his hair. His
beautiful little cock bounced around as his body shook. Just before Abe
came out, I went back to the living room and sat on the couch.

`Ben, I'm going now. Make sure you behave for Nick.' Then, for me, `If he
carries on don't let him play the Sega, and send him to bed. I'll be home
about ten o'clock.'

I assured Abe that everything would be fine, ushered him out of the flat,
and returned to the couch. When Ben had not emerged from the bathroom five
minutes later, I decided to go and investigate.

`Are you okay in there, buddy,' I asked as I approached the open bathroom
door.

Walking in, I saw that Ben was better than okay. He was sitting on the
toilet, little erection in hand, pulling himself as I'd shown him a week
earlier.

`Hi Nick,' my apprentice greeted me, not looking up from his lovely piece
of boyhood. `I'm practising getting my tingle. Look!' He jumped off the
toilet seat, his hard, five-year-old cock sticking straight out from his
body. `Do you want to do some?' How could I refuse an offer like that?

`I'd love to. Don't I get a hug first, though?'

Ben crossed the bathroom and hugged me tightly around the waist. His little
boner pressed into my leg, my hardening cock almost poking him in the face.

`Couldn't you wait for me?' I teased Ben as I reached down and tweaked his
cock. `Oh, well. I'm here now.' Without warning, I picked Ben up, my hand
under his firm arse cheeks. `Let's go into the living room.'

`You promised that I could make your doodle tingle this time,' Ben reminded
me as I put him down in front of the couch.

`Yes, I did. And you can. Later,' I said, closing the front door. `First,
I've got a couple of things to show you.' As I walked back across the room,
I tugged at the drawstring of my shorts. They feel to the floor and I
stepped out of them.

`Okay, buddy. I want you to stand up on the coffee table for me.' As usual,
Ben obliged. `Now, same rules as last time, okay? If you don't like what
I'm doing or you want me to stop, just tell me. Promise?'

`Promise. I won't want you to stop, but.'

`Well, if you change your mind, you know what to do. Now, stand with your
feet a little further apart. That's it. Ready?'

Ben assured me that he was as I sat on the edge of the couch, taking his
lovely cock between my thumb and forefinger. My young lover moaned with
pleasure as I gently milked his three-inch hard on. I took Ben's tight
little ball sack in my other hand, occasionally tracing my finger down the
underside of his sack.

When Ben was relaxed, I decided that it was time to move on to the next
lesson.

`Close your eyes, Ben. I'm going to do something that I think you'll like.'

`What are you gonna do?'

`It's a surprise. Do you trust me?'

`Yes,' Ben gasped as I tickled him between his ball sack and arsehole. `I
trust you, Nick.'

`Okay, then. Close your eyes and relax. Ready?'

`Ready.'

Leaning forward, I took Ben's stiff boy part into my mouth, balls and
all. Ben moaned in ecstasy as he tried to push his cock further into my
mouth.

`That feels great,' he said, opening his eyes to see exactly what was
happening to his body to make him feel so wonderful.

`I told you so,' I mumbled round Ben's throbbing cock.

 To bring even more pleasure, I ran my tongue around the head of his cock
and licked his little piss slit. As I slid my mouth up and down Ben's stiff
cock, instinct kicked in, and he began to thrust his hips. It took a few
goes for him to get his timing right, but soon he was fucking my mouth like
an expert.

Ben's little ball sack tightened, and his cock began to twitch in my
mouth. His thrusts grew harder, and more erratic. My little sex fiend was
on the verge of climaxing. I sucked harder on his boy part.

`Oh,' Ben moaned louder than ever, `my tingle's coming!'

`Let it come. Don't fight it.' Ben's pelvic thrusts were now slowing as he
dry orgasmed. I put my hands on his hips, and pushed his body away from me,
before pulling him back to me. Ben's knees gave out on him, and I
controlled his fall on to my shoulder.

`How was that?' I asked Ben as I lifted him onto my lap.

`Lovely. I like having my doodle in your mouth. It was nice and warm. I
wanna do things to your doodle now. You promised.'

 `Okay, buddy,' I said, tweaking Ben's still hard cock. `Not here
though. Let's go to your room.'

In Ben's room, I told him to get up on the bed. As always, he did as he was
told.

`Now, I want you to get on your hands and knees.' Ben got into position,
and I slid in under him, his cock over my face, Ben's face over my rock
hard cock. `This way, I can do things to your doodle, and you can do things
to mine,' I told him, reaching up and stroking his boyhood between my
fingers again.

Ben took my cock in both hands, and began to slide them up and down my
seven-inch shaft. I licked the tip of his five-year-old boner, and then ran
my tongue down his cock and over his little ball sack to his arsehole and
back again. Ben gasped with pleasure, before greedily taking my own cock
head in his hot, wet, little mouth. I fought off laughter as he gagged from
trying to take in too much in one go.

`Are you okay, buddy?'

`Uh huh,' Ben mumbled around my cock.  `Just stick to the knob, for
now. Pretend that you're sucking a lollipop. Hmm, that's it,' I
moaned. `You do that so well!'

 I went back to sucking Ben's cock, while he practiced doing the same to
mine. It was not long before I was on the verge of blowing my load. I
contemplated filling Ben's mouth with a hot, creamy feast of cum, but in
the end decided against it. This was, after all, only our second sex romp,
and I did not want to scare my young lover away.

`I need you to stop sucking my doodle, Ben.' Ben's face was a study in
disappointment as he looked at me over his shoulder.

`Did I do something wrong?'

`No,' I assured him, `you did very well, indeed.'

`Then why did you tell me to stop before you had a tingle?'

`Because I don't want to get my tingle just yet. I want to do something
else to you first. Now, get back on your hands and knees.'

When Ben was back in position, I sat up slightly and spread his arse cheeks
with my hands. Then, without warning, I slipped my tongue into Ben's tight,
virginal, arsehole. Ben's whimper of sheer ecstasy told me that my young
student was certainly enjoying himself.

My tongue darted in and out of Ben's little, pink hole. The taste of
five-year-old arse was beautiful. While I gave Ben's hole a tongue bath, I
continued to milk his sweet little boner. Again I felt Ben's cock begin to
twitch, and his ball sack tighten. He was about to have his second dry
orgasm of the afternoon.

My grip tightened on Ben's cock even as I increased the speed of my hand as
it slid up and down over his hard boyhood. As Ben began to orgasm, I sucked
the little finger on my right hand, and slipped it into his tight, warm
arse.

Ben did not miss a beat. He stuffed my cock back into his mouth, and began
to thrust himself harder on to the finger inside him. I knew that he was in
the throes of the greatest orgasm of his budding sexual life. But Ben was
not the only one engulfed in his climax.

I was so focused on getting Ben off, that by the time I felt my own orgasm
rising, it was too late to warn my young apprentice. Ben had just pulled my
cock from his mouth for air, when I shot a thick, hot load of cum all over
him.

`Sorry, Ben. I didn't mean to do that. Are you okay?' When I surfaced from
Ben's arse, I found that my earlier concerns had been for nothing. Ben was
scraping cum off his face, rolling it between his finger and thumb.

`Cool! You can squirt when you tingle!' Ben licked his fingers clean. `Why
didn't you say you squirt?' he accused me.  `Well, I didn't know that you
knew about it. Do you know what it's for?'

`Yeah. It's for making babies with.'

`That's right, buddy. Where'd you learn that?'

`Umm, can't remember.' Ben was actually blushing.

Something told me that there was nothing wrong with Ben's memory, but I
decided not to push the subject. For now, anyway.  `Come on, buddy. Time to
get cleaned up.' Ben and I went into the bathroom. I washed the cum from
Ben's face with a flannel. Ben insisted on washing my cock.

`Can we stay naked?' Ben asked as we dried each other off.  `Okay. Just for
until bed, though.'

We hung up our towels, and went out into the living room. Ben and I sat on
the couch, playing Sega for a while.

`Okay, buddy. Time for bed. Dad will be home soon.'

`Carry me?'

I did as I was asked, and carried the naked five-year-old to his bedroom.
`Did you have a nice time?' I asked Ben as I helped him into his Thomas The
Tank Engine pyjama shorts.

`Yes. Very nice. Can we do it again next time? Please?'

The thought of another sex romp with my little lover made my cock stir.
`Of course we can. Now, remember to keep practising getting your tingle.'

`I will. Goodnight, Nick.'

`Goodnight, buddy.' I bent down and kissed Ben's forehead. `I love you.'

`I love you, too, Nick.'

Back in the living room I played Sega and waited for Abe to come home. When
he arrived, he paid me for the night, and asked how things had gone. I told
him that I had had a problem free night, wished Abe a goodnight, and went
home, already looking forward to the next opportunity to get Ben alone.

To Be Continued...