Date: Sun, 14 Oct 2007 12:09:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: wiked1small@hotmail.com
Subject: My Little Patrick

I hope you enjoy this story I wrote from my heart. My friend Matt helped me
some with it because English is my third language. Matt, I love you for
editing this.

This story is about young boys loving.  It is not real so please be careful
and safe in your real life.  But lots of hugs and kisses.

Comments and feedback can be sent to me at wiked1small@hotmail.com

I hope you enjoy this short story. All hate e-mails will be ignored but all
other e-mails will be responded to. Thank you.

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			     My Little Patrick

It was my first day of school in this weird place in the middle of nowhere.
I lived in Costa Rica (a Central American country) and I had moved there
only a week before. I had to leave my country of birth to move to a jungle
like Central America. I really regretted leaving Spain and my friends who
hung out with me. I missed all my schoolmates and neighbors but I specially
missed my little friend, Ben. He was so cute! I really loved my eight year
old friend. He was so nice and tolerant and he had a very cute body. I
loved his short black hair, his angelic face and his deep brown eyes.
(Sigh) how I missed his presence.

Finally the bus arrived. There were two younger boys and it seemed like
they were the first ones to be picked by the bus. The boy looked like eight
or so. His name was John; I heard his sister call him that. She appeared to
be like 6. I sat in the second to the last seat and we drove off. Then they
stopped by a house and a big boy came out of his house. I thought he was 15
or 16 because he was quite big compared to my short size. He sat right next
to me, maybe to keep me company, and then he started talking to me. I was
quite shy at first but then relaxed as he asked some questions like: What's
your name? What grade are you in? In what house do you live? When did you
move to Costa Rica?

He was very kind and he told me his name was David and he was in Senior
4. I didn't know in what senior they would place me and he assumed I was in
Senior 3. More kids were picked up and soon, the bus was full. Finally, we
arrived at my new school on time, but I was lost. David told me to go to
the sub director Mr. J and pointed out where his office was. I went to
Mr. J and he led me to my first class. I was so scared when I went in the
class. I had heard of boys having a hard time their first day of school and
being bullied but it went well. I didn't really understand what the physics
teacher was talking about but I didn't feel that uncomfortable. Later in
the day I noticed David in his corridor and he told me he was surprised
that I was in the same senior as he was if I was one year younger. In fact,
I was only six months younger but, as I told you, I am very small. I'm only
5'2" tall.

The first day was quite funny because everyone thought I was very shy
(maybe I look like a very shy person) and were surprised when I talked
without any fear. I just looked like someone who felt comfortable with
meeting new people, although I knew very deep inside me that I was very
scared.

Finally the days passed by and I became very comfortable with my new
scholaratic environment and I became quite popular. I had a strong
personality and wasn't afraid of saying what I thought. I didn't fear other
people's reactions and so people accepted me as I was.

A few weeks went on and one afternoon when school finished, I hopped inside
my bus and stopped for a few seconds. I was amazed at the sight before my
eyes. In front of me was the most beautiful body with the cutest face ever.
He was an extremely cute seven year old, dark blonde boy with very dark
brown eyes and an angelic face. No, his face was more than angelic. He had
a very nice tan all over the visible parts of his body. His Walt Disney
eyes, his long eyelashes, his divine face, his cute little nose and thin
red lips combined to form the most breathtaking beauty I have ever seen. He
was such a cutie. Unlike him, I had very dark brown hair and deep blue eyes
that couldn't stop looking at him. I was trying to talk to my senior 1
friend as I gazed at this beauty and then my friend told me that he was his
brother. I thought, `WOW, cool! I will see him a lot in the bus then'. And
so I saw him every Thursday evening after school. Then summer vacations
came and I decided to begin to develop a friendship with this angel,
Patrick.

When summer vacations ended in mid July, I was annoyed to start school
again but I couldn't wait for Thursday to come. When Thursday evening came
I ran to the bus so I could have a place next to Patrick at the back and
luckily I got it. He tried to play with me by annoying me and I just played
with him slapping his little face lightly. We were becoming good friends, I
suppose. Then his bus schedule changed from just Thursday to Monday too. I
could see him two times a week for an hour each bus ride. `Isn't that
great?' I thought.

It became a routine to kid around and play-fight and tickle, but one day
when I was tickling him very hard, he collapsed on my lap laughing as he
tried to take his breath back. I was a bit surprised and had a hard on.
Luckily he didn't notice it and I started to rub his hair. I knew he liked
it because he stayed in his position quite a long time and, when he went
back up, I was a bit disappointed to let go of his precious head but I
stopped worrying about it when he started trying to tickle again me and I
tickled him more. I loved those moments because he just pressed against my
body and I could feel the heat of his little body passing through to mine.

After that we had lots of time tickling each other on the bus and he liked
it. He felt so comfortable with me that then he sat on my lap to receive
the tickles better. I was becoming very loving about him and I wanted to
stay with him forever but one day my father announced to me that we had to
move.  Oh My God! That was a real shock! My heart skipped a beat and I
stood there thinking about Patrick. I would be losing him.

I had to decide on a plan for keeping my Patrick fast, so I became very
good friends with his big brother, Johann, and the middle one, Sebastian.
Sebastian was quite cute, but not as beautiful as Patrick. Maybe he was a
bit more loving; I could see it in his eyes. Gosh, what beautiful eyes they
had in this family! One evening, when they were about to get off the bus to
head to their house, I told them I was gonna move and that I wouldn't see
them anymore on the bus. We talked for a little, Johann and I, and then
Patrick moved to my lap to receive my last tickles. It really touched me
that he wanted some last tickles but I had to do something to see him,
other than in the bus.

When I moved nearer to school and nearer to my lover's house I thought it
was better. Although I wouldn't see him in the bus, I could always go to
his house and it would cause less of a problem than if I were in my old
house. One Friday, we decided I would sleep over at his house. Johann had
invited me and we were quite excited about it (certainly me, because I
would be able to see Patrick) and I could stay until Saturday evening
came. How cool! First, I went to my house to collect all my clothes and
items for personal hygiene and then my dad took me to Patrick's.

"Hey, Jaime."

"Hey, Johann."

"Let's go inside; I'll show you your bedroom." So I would sleep alone
tonight? What a shame.

"Okay."

Then we went to his PC and he showed me his "Runescape" items. In fact, I
didn't give a shit about this game; it really bored me to death, so I asked
him to play another game. We looked at websites and watched videos on
YouTube for a while and my little angel came in to check on us.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, get out, I don't want you bothering Jaime," Johann told him.

"No. He's not bothering me," I said.  If he only knew.

"Oh? Okay, well, I guess you can come in."

I didn't really know why it bothered him so much that Patrick was there. He
wasn't annoying.

"So, what are you looking at?"

"Some funny videos on YouTube," Johann replied

"Cool. May I watch?"

"Yeah, sure," I told him with a wink

There wasn't any other chair to be seen around so he had to stand up
unless... Oh it's too late; he was already sitting on my laps. I loved the
feeling of him sitting on my laps. He was so light and comfortable. Then I
don't know what happened to me but I found myself wrapping my arms around
his body and I had my hands on his tight little six pack and they were
rubbing it! Oh shit, what will his brother say!? Johann looked at us and
then smiled. Why was he smiling? Now I was really worried. Was he aware of
my love for Patrick or did he even want me to...?

Patrick didn't oppose to my rubbing and Johann didn't look concerned, so I
just continued rubbing him. Oh man, I really wanted to lay my hand further
down and feel his boy toy. How big would it be? I wanted to please this
angel right away.

"Okay. I'm tired of watching YouTube videos. Let's watch a film on TV,"
announced Johann.

"May I watch with you?"

"If Jaime is okay with it," he said, winking at me like he knew I really
wanted be with Patrick.

"Yeah, sure," I said.

We went to the living room and picked a video to watch. Since his mother
was the only one home and she was asleep, we didn't have to worry about the
adults. I decided to pick a scary film because I knew that Patrick got very
scared when he saw horror movies (Johann said it when we were on the bus).
Sebastian came to meet me with a big smile on his face and we chatted for a
while, then we put on the DVD to watch it all together. Johann was on the
couch and Patrick sat right next to me and I put an arm around his
shoulders. The film was interesting but I was more interested in Patrick
who was so much into the film and got scared. He dug into me and I pulled
him into my arms, tight and firm. He was so cute when he was scared. I
couldn't ask more than a nice cuddle; or could I? The movie ended and we
went to bed. It was already midnight and Patrick had long fallen asleep in
my arms. I decided to lift him to carry him to his bed and turned to say
goodnight to everyone. Johann and Sebastian were smiling at me as I carried
Patrick in my arms and headed to his bedroom.

I wondered why they were smiling so stupidly at me. Man, these people are
weird! It felt so great to hold Patrick in my arms like a baby. He looked
so little and fragile in my arms; just like a baby. I loved the feeling of
his cute little body; his skin was so smooth and nicely tanned, and he was
so incredibly light. I shifted his position so he had his chin on my
shoulder and I had a hand under his butt. `What a nice little round butt,'
I said to myself. They stayed downstairs and I thought it was a good time
to give him a kiss on the forehead. I stroked his hair and kissed his
forehead. Then I tucked him under the sheets and closed the door. I led my
way down the stairs and said good night, then I brushed my teeth in the
bathroom next to my room, stripped off my clothes and got in the bed. I
felt myself drifting off to dreamland...until something was shaking me. I
opened my eyes and Patrick was right beside my bed, trying to wake me up.

"What's happening little one?"

"I had a nightmare and I can't sleep."

"Oh."

"Umm...can I sleep with you?"

Did I really hear what he asked?!

"I'm sorry but, what did you say?"

"If I could umm... sleep with you?"

Wow, he really said it!

"Umm...yeah. Come on in." I lifted the covers so he would hop in.

He went right to my side and I decided to go back to sleep. Although very
excited to have Patrick right next to me, I was too tired to do anything.
Suddenly I felt his hand go on my chest and one leg wrap over my left leg.
I shifted to my left side so I could face him and he was smiling at me with
pleading eyes to let him stay like that. I just smiled back at him and
pulled him into me for a nice special hug. Since I was in boxers and he had
light pajamas on, I could feel all the heat from his body pass like an
electric current through mine. I felt an uncontrollable desire to kiss him
but I forced myself not to so I wouldn't freak him out. His smile widened
as he then he rubbed my back with his bare hands. I was shocked to see that
he was the one petting me when I should have been at his feet, adoring his
slim little body. What he did then surprised me. He really wanted to excite
me and caressed my face with his right hand. By that time I was so hot that
my throbbing six incher was poking right on his right thigh and, while a
bit surprised, he asked,

"What is that you are poking me with?"

"Oh umm...yeah, Patrick..."

"It's poking on my bottom." He started giggling

"Sorry, my c... wiener is hard."

"What! Let's see!"

He turned around to look at my tenting boxers and stared at it for a while
until he looked at me and said,

"Wow! Cool!"

He continued staring at it with wide eyes and then reached out his hand to
touch my crotch. He was so close to my crotch when I grabbed his arm to
stop him.

"Are you curious about my wiener?"

"Yes," he smiled sheepishly.

And he reached to touch the cloth fabric covering my cock. He caressed it
very gently and I thought I was about to cum right then.

"Umm... Patrick please stop."

"Why?"

"I'm gonna cum if you continue doing that."

"What's that mean; 'gonna cum'?"

"When white stuff comes out of my weiner. You can't cum yet because you are
too young, but when you become about 12 you will be able to..."

"I wanna see your cum!"

Whoa! The hottest boy in the world just asked me to see my cum!!

"Okay," I said, grinning.

I took my boxers off and he looked at my very hard cock. I felt so shy to
let him see my most private parts. He said,

"Wow, that's big."

"In fact, it's quite a normal size for my age."

"Oh..."

He grabbed my now twitching cock and rubbed it slightly with his hand when
I let out a moan. I felt an electric wave through my whole body and tensed
but I had to fight so I would not cum. Then this idea came to my head so I
could have a very strong orgasm. I hoped it would be the strongest orgasm
of my life.

"I have an idea. Do you want to help me cum?"

"But how?"

"Get naked."

"Okay."

I was surprised when he wasn't opposed to it and he even did it as fast as
he could so he could show me his naked body. When I saw him naked, my eyes
nearly fell out of their place. He was so hot in his birthday suit. I had
to keep him to myself. He lay on top of me, with his head at my neck level,
looking at my eyes, and his hands rubbing my chest. It felt too wonderful!

"Please... stop...or I'm gonna cum," I whispered.

"Mmmm...I wanna see that."

I pulled him to a level where he could see my cock and he grabbed it with
his hand. This was too much for me and I couldn't hold it anymore. I shot
six long strings of cum, load after load hitting against his naked front
and the rest dripping down my cock. He had his eyes wide open and then
smiled.  "That looks tasty! Haha."

"Maybe it is...you want to try it out for yourself?"

"Ewww no, that looks absolutely gross!"

"But it doesn't taste bad."

"Okay...then...one lick," he grinned at me.

I wondered what he was thinking but I was soon to figure it out. He grabbed
my still very hard cock and reached his head down to take a little lick at
my tip. That sent me straight to heaven and I shot again another time and
he flinched as the little cum I had left in my tight balls shot through my
piss slit right inside his mouth.

"It really doesn't taste bad!"

"Yeah, isn't that cool?" I laughed.

"Actually, it tastes sweet," he smiled at me.

Then he put his arms up to have a hug from me and I did as he pleased.
While hugging my sweet angel, I thought about the sperm spread all over the
front of our bodies and I decided to give us a little bath tomorrow morning
as early as possible. I set my cell phone alarm to 5:30, the time I usually
got up for school in my old house. He fell asleep on top of me and I left
him like that because I loved having him on top of me. Finally I drifted to
sleep.

A few hours later, the cell phone alarm vibrated on the table and I woke
up. Patrick was still asleep on top of me and I kissed him on the cheek. He
opened his eyes and smiled at me.

"Hi," he said as he stretched his body.

"I know it is still early but do you want to take a bath with me?"

"Yes. I'd love to," he said with a grin on his face.

I tried to pick him up and our bodies were stuck to each other. I knew I
should have wiped the cum between our chests and abs. I pushed harder and
we finally separated.

"Go ahead Patrick. I'll join you in a minute." I winked at him.

He put on a sad face to make me know that he wanted me right now and I
slapped his bum so he would move his ass to the bath. As he walked, I could
admire his slim little sexy body and I spotted his morning hard on as he
turned to look at me. His little two and a half incher was so cute on
him. It suited his featured body so well.

I got up and headed to the bathroom. He was waiting for me to join him in
the bath and we went in together. We were in with his body between my legs
and my hard cock pressing against his beautifully arched back. I decided to
wash him myself and I used my bare hands to take all my loving seed off of
his chest. Then I went down to his tummy. He was so soft and I loved it. I
had never touched such a great skin like his; it was so soft and very well
tanned. When I finished his nicely formed abs, my hands wandered further
down where I could touch his cute little privates. When I touched there I
don't know what happened, but he turned around and started rubbing my chest
to take all my sperm away. I couldn't stand this wonderful feeling for long
but I let him do it. His hands moved even farther down my stomach.

"Ah...Patrick...I'm gonna cum!"

"Cool!"

He grabbed my cock and put it in his mouth. The vision plus his strawberry
lips making a little pressure around my cock was too much for me and I shot
my second biggest load ever. He kept sucking on my twitching cock and
gulped down all my love liquid down his throat. That was such a sweet view
and my heart melted when he looked at me and smiled sheepishly. I pulled
his head against my chest and caressed his hair until he was asleep
again. Then I got him out, I dried him and carried him to his bed in his
and Sebastian's bedroom. I was careful not to wake Sebastian up and when I
had Patrick tucked in and kissed him, I went back into my own bedroom to
sleep a little longer, enjoying the memories of the best night of my life

The end.


I hope you liked my third story ever.  Since English is my third language
it may sound strange at times.  Editing was done by Matt Templar.  So blame
him!  Hehe!

Please tell me if you liked it.

wiked1small@hotmail.com
Thank You.