Date: Sat, 28 Jul 2007 08:44:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: Nikolas & Alexei

This story was inspired by a couple of things. A fan send me a short, 10
second video clip of the boy I have named Nikolas. I have described him
to a T. The fan told me that the boy was his neighbor which I doubted
because I'd seen the clip at least four years previously. Be that as it
may, he asked if I could do a story based on his experience with the boy,
a small part of which he shared with me.  So I did.

Is the story true? Well mine isn't but I can't speak for my fan. The
point is to find some sort of enjoyment in it, as long as you're of an
age and in a place that allows for such things. The story depicts sexual
behavior of and between a teen and preteen boy.

I must say that I did take artistic liberty with Nikolas' name, creating
a spelling version not generally found in the cultural background of my
boys.

Hugs
Tag_m


He was twelve years old, thirteen in a couple of months. He was drop dead
cute verging on beautiful, almost girlishly so but he wasn't feminine; he
a regular boy. His name was Nikolas. He was my neighbor. And he became my
lover.

I was fourteen, fifteen in more than a couple of months so make it
fourteen. I was cute and I knew it, the fact acknowledged by males and
females of all ages on a regular basis with looks, smiles, sideways
glances and overt flirting. It was kind of nice to get the attention but
I was cool about it and didn't take advantage. In fact I didn't act like
I knew it at all. My name is Alexei.

Nikolas and I lived in a predominantly Russian or East European
neighborhood in a major west coast city of the United States. Most of the
homes in our neighborhood were older, 1930's style, two story, with a
half basement for the furnace, large backyards and lots of huge old
trees; boy climbing trees. Our neighborhood was always noisy without
being loud; just busy I guess. The sounds of a half dozen languages could
heard day and night on buses, in the markets, across streets, idle talk
over the fence and of course adults of various generations directing,
cajoling, or reprimanding the children that were in their care for that
moment.

Like many children and even adults of our ethnic background we were blond
haired, Nikolas' short cut was almost white, blue eyed, fair skinned, and
slender. Although there were dark haired and sometimes dark skinned,
people in our neighborhood blond in varying shades was the color of the
majority. I must say that collectively we were a handsome lot, probably
way above the average in any other given community of the same size in
most any city. I can't say that for sure you understand but I rarely saw
an uncomely person amongst us and in fact felt my cock throb on a regular
basis at the sight them, the boys that is.

I knew at eight years old that I adored boys and that girls would never
be a part of my life, at least sexually. Like many boys, I discovered
interactive sex at the hands of an older boy, in this case a thirteen
year old named Serghei. It happened in his parent's basement one
Wednesday after school. I can't remember how it happened exactly but
there we were and he'd pulled out a magazine full of colored pictures of
naked people doing sexy stuff. He asked if I liked it, if it made my
thingy hard and I admitted that it did. He asked if I could show it to
him and I said yes and started to unbutton my pants. Serghei was rubbing
at the front of his jeans as I undid things then pushed my clothes down
to my knees and pulled my shirt up so he could see me.

My little uncircumcised penis was at rigid attention, sticking straight
up in the air, my foreskin completely covering my swollen little head and
coming to a wrinkled point at the tip. Although my smooth, hairless balls
sometimes hung down, that day they were sort up close to my body in a
tight little wrinkled bag.

"It's a nice one Alexei," he said softly then asked if I wanted to see
his and of course I nodded my pretty little blond head. The young teen
rubbed his pants again then followed the same routine that I had and
pushed his clothes down to his knees as well. I'd seen naked boys in the
community pool and other places before but I had never seen a boy with a
hard cock before. Like mine, Serghei's cock was also uncircumcised, the
pale almost five inch shaft standing proudly at attention against his
flat belly, the tip of the head peeking through his foreskin. He had hair
growing at the base of his cock, a small patch of medium brown fuzz that
didn't look like it had been there very long. Below it, hanging loosely
in a pale hairless bag, were his balls, the smooth sac laced with blue
veins, just like his hard cock.

"Have you ever seen another boy's hard cock before Alexei?" he asked me
as he put his fingers on his and slowly stroked it, sliding the foreskin
back and forth over the head. I shook my head from side to side. No, I'd
never seen another boy's hard cock. "Do you like it Alexei, do you like
looking at another boy's hard cock?" I nodded my head. Oh boy did I ever
like it.

"Do you want to see something cool?" he asked and when I nodded my head
he extracted a promise not to tell a single soul about it. I nodded my
head again and gave my promise not to tell. The boy held his thumb and
two fingers up at the tip and began moving them up and down fairly
quickly, rubbing against the tip of his dick inside the foreskin. After a
moment he said to watch then pulled the skin down, exposing the shiny
head of his cock. He moved his fingers up and down much more slowly than
before then some white stuff came out, oozing down over his fingers.
Serghei kept on stroking but moved his foreskin up over the rim of his
cock head before going back down, the head of his cock giving up another
glob of the white stuff. The tip of his foreskin and his cock head got
all shiny looking from the liquid, the whitest piss I'd ever seen. And
the thickest. He finally stopped, his belly panting from the exercise,
after squeezing his foreskin over the head and making the white stuff
keep oozing out then flinging the stuff from his fingers to the floor.
After that he just wrapped his whole hand around the end and kept on
squeezing it like one of those exercise balls.

I asked what the white stuff was and got an answer, along with the answer
to the question "could I do that, as in, could I make the white stuff
come out of my cock".  I was told that I could still jack off, that is,
stroke on my hard cock like Serghei did but nothing would happen, nothing
would come out. Needless to say I learned that nothing would come out for
another four years or so but something would goddamned well happen if I
stroked myself long enough.

I would experience and learn all kinds of stuff from Serghei over the
next couple of years but that's another story entirely.

Nikolas and his mother moved in next door to live with her parents and
the first time I saw the beautiful young thing I thought I was going to
faint. He was shirtless on top and the bottom was covered by a pair of
somewhat skimpy shorts. All of the exposed skin was tanned, the kind of
soft golden color that only us blond boys can get. His chest was somewhat
defined, small brown areolas around equally small nipples. The chest gave
way to a flat, taut belly; the muscles of a six pack just barely
beginning to take shape. The belly sloped gently into the waistband of
shorts that perched a good six inches below his outtie belly button. His
lower belly was so flat that it created a crease between the pubic bone
and his hips, creating a sort of trail downward culminating in all those
things that made him a boy; all of those things that I was dying to see,
and more.

I was sitting on my front porch in the shade when their older model
pickup stopped in front of the house. The boy and his mother got out and
the boy stretched, as though arriving after a long drive and when his
mother came round the truck and met him, he followed her up the walk
toward the house. He saw me sitting there so I waved to him and was
rewarded with a wave back and huge smile. About five minutes later the
boy came out, went to the truck and reached over the top and started to
lug a large vinyl suitcase from the open bed. It was clear that the thing
was too heavy for him so I jumped up and ran over to where he was
struggling.

"Let me help," I said, taking hold of the handle and hoisting the thing
up over the bed and down onto the sidewalk, but just barely.

"What you got in there a weight set?" I asked him with a smile. The
fucking thing was heavy. He smiled back, giving me a flash of perfectly
straight crystal white teeth behind soft looking and slightly red lips.
Oh man could I see those perfect lips wrapped around my rock hard
fourteen year old cock.

"A lot of books," he informed me in a slightly high pitched voice. I
doubted that the boy was growin hairs anywhere else than the top of his
short cut blond head. "I read a lot," he added. I introduced myself and
he did the same, shaking my hand softly. From that point on we were
friends.

I showed Nikolas around the neighborhood, giving him the inside scoop on
a variety of people that I'd known since I was able to walk, introducing
him to those that we had occasion to talk to. We spent lots of time
lounging around under a huge old oak tree in one or the other's back yard
or draped across each other's bed reading a book. He had a great
collection of stuff that I liked. We talked about everything except sex
and I sort of guessed that maybe he was too young to be interested in it
and I wasn't sure how to approach it as Nikolas seemed like a somewhat
shy and innocent boy.

Early on in our friendship we'd established a contact method of simply
rat a tat tatting on each other's bedroom window. Our houses were almost
identical and our bedrooms on the bottom floor at opposite ends of the
houses so essentially we were only a narrow strip of lawn across from
each other. We decided that our method was easier than the conventional
approach of using the front door and thus having to interact with each
other's family members. Sometimes we'd talk late into the night,
whispering back and forth as we leaned on our open window sills,
sometimes in the glow from our computer monitors and other times in the
warm summer darkness.

>From time to time I would look across at night, hoping to catch Nikolas
naked and wondering if he ever did the same; watched to catch me the same
way. I gave him plenty of opportunity to see me, leaving my curtains open
at least slightly, and purposely parading around in the nude, sometimes
my stone hard cock bobbing along in front me. If he ever saw me in that
state Nikolas never mentioned it, that is, until we finally got together.

The first part of that happening, the get together, was an accident of
sorts. I had a thing I had to do one night which ended up getting over
with at least two hours earlier than I had planned. Nikolas knew that I
wasn't going to be around which may be the only reason that he did what
he did.

As I said, I'd gotten home much earlier than planned and when I went into
my room and closed the door, I left the light off and walked to my
window. Glancing across to Nikolas' room I saw that his curtains were
over half way open and his light was on but no sign of the boy at first.
When he did come into view I about dropped because he was stark naked. I
only saw him from the back and just as he was wrapping a towel around his
waist, headed I was sure, for the shower. That fact was confirmed a
moment later when the light in the frosted bathroom window fifteen feet
down the wall from his bedroom window went on.

I quietly opened my window and slipped out onto the lawn and went across
the grass to Nikolas' bedroom window. Even though our houses were older,
they didn't have basements on that side of the houses so our bedroom
windows weren't that high off the ground. I could peek inside and have a
clear view of his entire room. I didn't have long to wait as the bathroom
light went off and a moment later Nikolas came back into his room. He
closed the door and pulled the towel off and I almost came in my jeans.
My own cock was rock hard in anticipating of seeing the beautiful twelve
year old boy naked but I wasn't prepared for what I did see.

Protruding from his skinny body and wagging from side to side like a
dog's tail as he walked, was about six inches or so of thin half hard boy
cock. The balls underneath weren't small, nor were they large and they
made a wrinkled rounded bag that was held fairly close to his body. The
skin of his groin area was pure white, a big contrast to the golden tone
of the skin that surrounded it and only brought added attention to all
that made him a boy. I tried to detect some hair at the base of his
beautiful cock but from where I stood, but I couldn't.

Nikolas walked past me, not more than three or four feet away and plopped
down in a chair in front of his computer monitor. The position was such
that I had a full on view of him. His looked down at his cock, which had
flopped up onto his belly and continued to harden on its until the small
head was looking up at his big one, sort of, since his foreskin still
covered it. He finally reached down and touched himself, gripping onto
the stiffened shaft and squeezing the length of it, especially the
covered head then stroking it slowly, uncovering and covering his cock
head.

I shoved my own pants and underwear down far enough to allow my cock out
for air and my balls to swing free and began to do to myself what the
young pre teen was doing in front of me. I was struck by a sense of
familiarity as I watched the boy, as though I'd seen him like this
before. Well, not him per se, but his cock and balls but that was silly
because I knew that I hadn't. Still it was weird to me.

Nikolas reached out with his right hand and began manipulating his mouse
and then pulled something out of a drawer in his computer table then
leaned forward and appeared to be fiddling around with something then set
whatever it was that he retrieved up on the shelf above him. He then used
both hands to type, taking a quick moment from time to time to squeeze on
his cock or tug on his balls, which seemed to be dropping a little bit.
After a bit he relaxed back and began to play with himself, to stroke his
hard cock, taking a moment to type here and there. He eventually quit
typing altogether and alternated between playing with himself and jacking
off, providing me with quite a show. He loved himself slowly for the most
part, playing with his smooth nuts or tugging on them, playing with his
belly or a nipple and even putting his hand down further between his
smooth thighs and fingering his puckered little butt hole. He would place
both hands at the base of his boyhood pride and joy and press into his
pubic area, causing his cock go harder, pushing the shaft downward at
times then grasping it in both hands.  He took his time and I knew that
he was putting on a show for someone on line and it made me more than a
little jealous.

My little heart was beating rapidly as my own jack off session picked up
speed and I felt my balls getting ready to give up their creamy boy
honey. Nikolas was picking up speed as well, his head alternating between
being lolled backwards or looking down at his handiwork, as it were, his
eyes half closed from the sexy feelings that I knew from experience were
tearing through his preteen body.

I could tell when Nikolas came, his slim body going stiff in the chair
while his free hand went real busy on his keyboard. First one, and then
another, creamy white droplet popped out and landed on his panting flat
tummy. And then it hit me, a double whammy, for just as my sperm shot up
through my cock and out onto the bushes at the side of the house I
realized where I'd seen this before. It was Noogy.

Noogy was a boy I'd met in a chat room about five months before, a room
where many of the boys had camera's hooked up to their computers. I'd
spent hours in that room chatting with other boys, showing each other our
hard or soft cocks and of course jacking off for each other. I'd never
seen his face nor had he seen mine, likewise with most of the boys I
interacted with.  In my chats with Noogy we'd both declared how much we'd
like to see each other in person, suck each other's hard cocks, fuck each
other, and drink each other's sperm, although in the beginning of our
relationship the boy had only dry orgasms. So, now I knew that my boy,
Nikolas, made cum. Noogy had extolled the virtues of my almost seven and
three quarter inches of thick cock and was astounded at the amount of
sperm I made. He loved how my smooth balls hung down and was totally all
for licking and sucking on them. I'd had some really great cum sessions
while I chatted with the boy.

Another thing that struck me as my cock slowed to an oozing that dribbled
down over my knuckles was that in our chats recently, the boy had
commented once or twice on a boy he knew in real life that he had a huge
crush on and wanted to be sexy with but was scared to. I wondered if I
was the boy Nikolas was referring to and I further wondered how I would
go about finding out.

Nikolas stood up and walked to his bed and retrieved his towel and using
a corner, cleaned the few drops of cum that I knew he'd made from his
taut belly then gently milked the remaining sperm up through his foreskin
and cleaned it before retracting the skin and cleaning off his cock head.
That done he walked back to his computer, cock softening to where it was
when I'd first seen it that night, and apparently signed off. He then
disconnected his camera and put everything away and walked back toward
his bedroom door. All of a sudden the room went dark and I quickly backed
away in case he chose to look out the window and hurriedly pulled my
clothes into place as I hustled around to the back of my house. I did a
quick clean up of myself, wiping my spermy knuckles on the grass and
using a tree leaf for my cock. I allowed my cock to soften some then went
quietly through our back door and went down the back hall to my room.

I stripped to my underwear and lay on top of my bed, the warm summer
night air caressing my adolescent body and I pondered the evening's
events. The boy I had known for the past two months, Nikolas, was nice
and sweet and all, but still pretty shy and reserved boy although he was
opening up. Whenever we'd had the occasion to piss at the same time if we
were in public he'd always waited until I was done instead of stepping up
to a urinal next to me, or he'd enter a stall and close the door.

The boy I'd known from the internet for the past five months or so,
Noogy, was something else. That boy was clear in his desires for other
boys, was open, ready and willing to expose his body and jack off in
front of his camera and thus in front of me. Once again I wondered about
the boy my internet friend had the hots for. Noogy seemed really smitten,
raved about the boy without naming him or giving any other information
other than he was really cute and really sexy. Noogy really wanted to be
with the boy but was way to chicken to let his feelings be known. If I'd
used even a 10th of the considerable brains that I had I would have
figured it out but I was too busy being caught up in the moment. Further
more I was wondering what to do about my new found knowledge.

The next few days went pretty much the same and I didn't detect any
changes in Nikolas that might have suggested that I knew his secret or
his secret life. I knew that if anything was going to happen it would
fall on my shoulders to make it so. The nights were something else, at
least those nights when we went on line and met in the chat room. We
continue to expose ourselves to each other, continued to love ourselves
while the other watched and continued to praise each other and wish we
could be together in real life. He continued to talk about his secret
love, how he always fantasized about the boy when he jacked off and how
sometimes, no offense to me, but when he was online with me he pretended
that I was that boy.  I began to encourage the boy to do something about
it which he adamantly refused to do in any way shape or form.

I started my plan one morning a few days later by purposely feigning
sleep when Nikolas came in through my bedroom window, a common practice
between both of us. We had agreed to leave early on a bike ride so my
supposed sleeping in was perfect. Once through the window Nikolas came
and sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on my back and gently
shook me. The sheet was down pretty far, almost to my butt crack, so when
I rolled onto my back and smiled a good morning to him, my hard cock
quite visibly caused a rise in the thin fabric. As much as he tried not
to notice, Nikolas' eyes went straight to the obvious protrusion and of
course I noticed that.

"Gotta pee really bad," I said by way of explanation. The boy smiled and
nodded his head. "I'm sure that happens to you too, now that you're
getting older," I added as I put my hand under the sheet and scratched my
balls, an early morning habit I'd bet that most boys have, then gave my
cock a little squeeze. Nikolas nodded his head.

"Yeah, seems like every morning now and it won't go away till I pee," he
said and I nodded my head in understanding. I asked him to hand me my
briefs which were lying on the floor at the foot of my bed. He hesitated
then did as I asked and I noticed that he didn't handle them as though
they were poison or something which I thought was very positive.

"Do you sleep naked a lot?" He asked as I put my hands under the sheets
and went through the process of getting my underwear on.

"Sure, don't you, especially in the summer." The boy blushed then nodded
his head admitting that he slept nude sometimes but not always. I swung
my legs out from under the sheets then stood up, pulling my jockey's onto
place as I did so. Nikolas was standing in front of me so couldn't miss a
thing as I ran my fingers inside the leg holes and pulled down to give my
balls a little more breathing room then placing my hand on my cock and
doing a little adjusting. Of course my stone hard cock was straining at
the white cotton fabric and Nikolas all but stared for a moment before
turning his head away.

"I'm sorry Nikolas. Am I embarrassing you?" He shook his head then
thought better of it.

"Well, sorta kinda, I mean, I never seen another boy like that before." I
told him I understood.

"But remember, we're both boys and it happens to all boys so nothing to
be embarrassed about, okay?" He had turned back to face me and I could
tell that he was having difficulty not staring at my big hard cock. He
nodded his head.

"Okay Alexei," he said with a smile. I ruffled his head, an unaccustomed
show of affection that seemed to cause him to beam. I headed for the
bathroom and when I came back I was back to normal, the front of my
underwear still a bulge though.

That night on line Noogy and I went through our regular ritual, slowly
getting ourselves to the orgasm state and beyond, cum dribbling down over
my fingers and pooling on my belly. After we cleaned up the boy excitedly
told me about having seen the boy of his dreams hard cock that day. I
knew then that I was that boy. I asked him to explain and of course he
did.

"He was in his underwear but still he looks so huge," he typed, "I wonder
if I'd ever be able to suck on such a big cock." I assured him that with
practice he would. We had talked about my experiences so the boy knew
well that I'd been with other boys and done it all, something he liked to
hear about sometimes as we jacked off together. "He looks like his cock
might be as big as yours or even bigger," he typed then put both hands on
his rigid cock and soft balls and rubbed and squeezed them.

"I want to cum with you again," I typed and he answered,

"k", then added, "but wait." He stood up and then the camera went all
goofy then settled down again. A lot of flesh filled the screen then came
into focus. He had moved the camera so that it was a close up of his
crotch, his hard cock and his balls all but filling my computer screen.
He kept his hands out of the way so I could fully see him and it was then
that I noticed the small little hairs growing at the base of his boyhood.
As if reading my mind he put his fingers on his cock and pulled it out of
the way so I got an unobstructed view of the growth. I felt my belly flop
and my cock throb at the sight of him.

"Do you think that boy would like my body?" he typed and I assured him
that any boy would like his body, that it was perfect. He typed a smiley
face back at me and we continued to jack off. It was awesome seeing his
balls so close up, seeing them rise and fall in their smooth hairless bag
as he stroked on his preteen boy meat. I really was surprised at how well
hung the boy was for a twelve year old.  We both kept it up and in no
time I was blasting warm sperm onto my belly, the six or seven convulsive
squirts mixing with the cum that was already drying there. As always
Noogy passed comment on how cool it looked and how he wished that he'd be
making that much cum some day in contrast to the few small drops I saw
him produce. We both rested a moment in the afterglow, continuing to play
and tug on our balls or stroke our slowly softening cocks before cleaning
up, my mess much more than his of course.

We chatted a while longer then signed off and I lay naked on my bed
trying to come up with a plan that would get the boy out of his clothes
with me live time. I knew that it would take some steps and to do that
I'd need him to give up more information about the mystery boy he was in
love with.

Life went on as usual the next day except that I was more tuned in to
Nicholas' mood and began noticing him looking at me when he thought I
didn't know. The signs of his feelings were becoming visible to me; the
looks, the touches either accidental or on purpose, the physical
closeness that he had with me when he wasn't being hyper vigilant about
avoiding body contact.

One of the things I did was invite him to the public swimming pool that
required a bus ride to get to. He seemed a little quite on the ride and I
astutely attributed it to his nervousness about the possibility of me
seeing him naked. I was a little nervous too but mine was in anticipation
of seeing the boy naked. The boy thwarted my attempts by keeping a towel
around his waist while he shucked his board shorts, roughly dried his boy
stuff off with the towel then pulled on his boxers. He wasn't the only
boy in the changing room that did that but there weren't that many.
Meanwhile I gave him plenty of opportunity to check me out but again, he
avoided looking at me. In fact he avoided looking at any of the myriad of
boys of all ages in various stages of undress.

I wanted to ask him about it, his seemingly intense shyness and later
that night when we were lying on the back lawn looking up at the stars I
tackled the subject. I started by commenting on how much fun the pool
was, which he agreed with and the fact that we should do it more often
which he also agreed with. We were quiet a moment then I asked him.

"Can I ask you a question Nikolas, sort of a personal one?"

"Sure Alexei you can always ask me questions," he responded in his still,
high pitched boy's voice.

"Well today at the pool, I noticed that you're really, really shy and I
guess I'm sort of wondering why. Most boys don't even care about being
naked in front of other boys, in fact they sort of like it. You don't
even look at other boys which is another thing that every boy I know
does. I mean, they don't stare or nothing but they're sure looking. Are
you worried about your dick size or do you have like a big black mole on
your cock or something," I added in an effort to sort of make it easier
on the boy. I was rewarded with a melodic laugh.

"No, I'm not deformed or anything down there and I don't think it's
small, at least not now that I'm growin up." He paused for a moment then
added, "I don't know for sure, I guess I'm just shy." I sensed that he
didn't want to discuss it further so I put my arm over onto his shoulder,
said it was okay with me no matter what then left it alone. Nikolas
snuggled a little closer when I put my arm on him and mumbled a thanks.

That night after we talked I got on line and found him in our chat room.
He told me about being at the pool with the boy he liked and even though
he'd had the chance to finally see the boy's cock he didn't take it. When
I asked why he said he wasn't sure, just that he didn't want the boy to
think he was looking at his dick or anything. I told him that most boys
were used to younger boys looking at them and in fact most thirteen and
fourteen year old boys sort of like to show off their stuff and I'd bet
that his friend was no different.

"I bet he's even interested in seeing your cock Noogy," I typed and got a
"no way" response immediately. Further conversation got him to admit that
the boy he liked was his neighbor and that they spent a lot of time
together. He went on to describe how close their rooms were, the coming
and going through their bedroom windows and why. He gave me more
information about "the boy" in that ten minute period of time than he
ever had before and in doing so made it even more clear how bad the kid
had it for me. I needed to accelerate things.

"What would you do, how would you react if he sort of came on to you
Noogy?" I typed. The boy said he'd be embarrassed to tears and probably
wouldn't be able to even look the boy in the eye.

"I just don't know how I'd be Boi_4teen," he said using my online nic.
Clever nic huh? I asked if he'd ever peeked in the boy's window, maybe
see the boy naked or even better jacking off or something. He said he'd
thought about it but couldn't bring himself to do it, he was afraid he'd
get caught. I asked if the boy's bedroom light was on right then.

"Wait" he typed then said that it wasn't but his computer was cuz he
could see the light from it.

"So go look Noogy; peek in his window." The boy said that he couldn't, it
was too dangerous. I argued with him and said it wasn't that the boy
wouldn't be able to see out side because of the darkness, that he
wouldn't be seen especially if the curtains were barely open. I jumped up
and close them to a narrow enough crack to see through if you were up
close but not if you were more than ten feet away.

"Just go do it Noogy," I commanded him, "I have something I have to do
and will be back in twenty minutes, go, go, go," I ended.

"Okay, I will," he typed, "brb 20." I made sure everything was just right
then sat back down in my computer chair which was facing the window and a
slight angle. It was the same setup that Nikolas had in his room, he
following my lead and placing his computer in the corner of his room at
an angle which kept the monitor facing away from both the window and the
bedroom door, just in case.

I draped a leg up over one arm of the chair and spread the other out as
far as I could, giving anyone who was looking a great shot of my low
hanging balls and the beginning of my crack. Had I sat a little lower my
asshole would have been visible. I slowly stroked my cock, sliding my
foreskin up and down over the swollen head. My free hand rubbed the
inside of my thigh and up close to my balls, a finger or two pushing at
the loose skin or pulled it down a little bit. I wondered about that
once, why so many boys touched their balls when they jacked off, while
other tugged or pulled on them. Mine were pretty sensitive too so I
figured that most all boys did something like that when they were hot to
cum.

I knew when Nikolas was at the window because I could make out the white
of his hair in the small crack of the curtain. I'd had my eyes half
closed and I didn't keep looking in that direction so he had no idea that
I knew. Knowing he was watching me though made me even hotter than I
already was so the moans and the facial expressions weren't faked, they
were for real.

I took my hand from my crotch and soaked the index finger in spit then,
holding my stone hard dick upright with my hand pressing at the base, I
gently rubbed the underside of my cock head with it. I didn't really need
the spit since there was plenty of precum leaking out but it was the idea
of the whole thing. Once the spit dried out though, I used my finger and
smeared the gooey precum all over the head before wrapping my hand around
the spongy flesh. I loved to do that sometimes, just concentrate on my
ultra sensitive cock head. Sometimes I just use a few fingers and other
times my whole hand. Sometimes I'd just slide my hand up and down on the
head and other times I'd twist it like I was taking off a bottle cap or
something.

In this case though, because my other hand was holding the base of my
cock down so tightly, the skin was tight as hell on my head too so it
didn't take a whole long time to get to the sperming stage. I felt my
balls begin to tingle and the butterflies in my belly start to kick up
and I knew I was only seconds away. I dropped my feet to the floor and
slid forward in my chair so that my balls hung free. I had to bend over
slightly so my cock was sticking more straight out that up in the air and
began to roughly jack the thick shaft.

"Oooh fuck Nikolas, oh fuck," I moaned quietly, not even realizing that I
was saying the boy's name, as I squirted my hot sperm out. The first jet
blasted out and spread into a half dozen drops or so before showered down
onto the carpet. It always amazed me when my cum did that instead of
staying in a gooey glob. I kept stroking and my cock kept squirting, six
full shots that went out onto the carpet before it started to ooze and
then another three or four of those that simply dripped down to land
between my feet. By that time I'd shifted my hand higher so that my
foreskin slid back over the head making me grateful once again that I
hadn't been circumcised like most boys in America.

I leaned back in my chair, eyes half closed and a feeling of ecstasy
spread across my face. I continued a slow stroke for a moment while I
played with my balls then let my hands fall to my side and just relaxed
into the afterglow of an extremely powerful sperming. I stayed like that
another moment before standing up and grabbing a piece of dirty laundry
and wiping my cooled sperm into the carpet. I could hear the slight
rustle of Nikolas climbing back into his window and wondered what he was
thinking and feeling, knowing full well that the boy had jacked off
outside my bedroom window while he watched me love myself.

I sat back down in my computer chair and logged back into the chat room
and waited for Nikolas, idly playing with my softening cock and smooth
balls. I say smooth balls but at fourteen they'd started getting hairs up
at the top where the bag fell away from my cock and there were some
growing in various spots on the entire bag. I was also getting them in my
butt crack and around my hole, of course I checked, but I wasn't a real
hairy boy at all so there wasn't a lot of em, even in my armpits.

I saw Noogy log in then a private chat window open up with "OMG".

"What???" I asked, trying to sound surprised. He went on to give me a
stroke by stroke play of what had happened, including his own jacking off
as he watched "his friend," from outside the other boy's bedroom window.

"Gosh boi_4teen," he typed, "his cock his huge, as big as yours and so
are his balls. OMG it was totally awesome and you know what else? I
thought I heard him calling out my name when he squirted. I mean, I'm not
sure cuz I was busy with my own jackin feelings but I think he did."  I
asked what he thought that might mean and he said he just didn't know.

"Maybe he likes you too Noogy. Did you ever think of that?" I could
practically see the boy shake his beautiful blond head from side to side
as he typed in "no way. "He's way too cool and I'm so not." I told him I
thought he was cool as hell and would love to be with him and he thanked
me for that but there was no way he could believe that the other boy
could feel that way for him. He was totally convinced of that. We talked
a while longer then signed off and once again I lay naked on top of my
bed thinking.

If I was going to be with Nikolas, and I most certainly wanted to, then I
was going to have to make all the moves cuz the twelve year old wasn't
going to do it. Even then I had some reservations about whether the boy
would even go along with it. He seemed so fragile and convinced that it
wouldn't work, that there was no way "his friend" could or would ever be
interested in him, a skinny twelve year old. I drifted off to sleep
perusing the problem having no idea how to approach it and having no idea
that within a few days the perfect opportunity would present itself.

As it turned out Nikolas' mother had to return to the city she and her
son had moved from to attend the trial of her husband and his oldest son,
step father and step brother to Nikolas. Her parents were going along for
moral support. Nikolas refused to go from the very beginning and so his
deposition had been done on camera, none of which I had a clue about
until later. It was arranged for Nikolas to say with us during the time
they would be gone although he'd be able to into his own home for changes
of clothes and things. I had wanted Nikolas to spend the night on
numerous occasions but the boy always declined and now he was forced to.
He had never asked me to spend the night at his house either. It was a
curious thing but I didn't press it.

Came time for bed the first night and I'd assumed that the boy would
sleep with me, after all I had a queen sized bed with plenty of room but
he'd elected to sleep on the floor with a single blanket. I told him he'd
wake up in the night freezing but he was adamant.

We took turns taking showers and when he returned to the bedroom I
melted. He was wearing a pair of loose board short and a white, wife
beater undershirt, the thin cotton fabric hugging his body. I loved
slender boys in wife beaters, fuck they could look so hot and Nikolas was
the hottest. It hugged across his lower belly, outlining the boy's hips
and the swell of pubic area.  It was my turn in the bathroom next and I
ended up jacking off at the memory. I hiked a foot up onto the soap
dispenser for the bathtub, added hair moisturized to my rock hard cock
and directed the detachable shower head to my asshole and the sensitive
underside of my balls while I pistoned my cock into my tight fist. I came
with a vengeance, splattering my sperm onto the back wall.

I returned to the bedroom with the towel around my narrow waist and
Nikolas started a conversation about nothing in particular. Without
thinking I took the towel and double checked the drying of my asshole and
the backs of my thighs then my balls and cock. I was standing in front of
my dresser while Nikolas was next to me in my computer chair, the angle
giving him a clear view of my dangle. I dropped the towel and rummaged
around in my underwear drawer and pulled out a pair of blue stripped
bikini briefs and turned toward Nikolas to step into them. Honestly, I
wasn't flashing the boy, what I was doing was what I did every day and in
that order. Nikolas was all but staring at my crotch but turned his head
quickly when I turned to face him.

"What Nikolas" I asked as I got into the small garment and did all the
requisite adjustments. He shook his head but I pressed him. He turned
back to face me, looking straight at the bulge of my boyhood which seemed
all the bigger due to the fresh, tight fitting underwear. Then he looked
up at my face.

"I dunno, you just seem so casual about your body and stuff. I just don't
know how you can do that, I mean, let me see you naked like that. I just
can't do that." I explained that I used to be a little shy too but two
years of gym class and sports at school had stuff pretty much got me over
it and, "I don't want to scare you but you'll have to do that this year,
undress and take showers and stuff." He had an almost grief stricken look
on his beautiful, smooth face.

"Oh man Alexei I don't know if I can do that. Is there anyway I can get
out of it?"

"Nope," I said, shaking my head, "not unless you got a good medical
reason." I'd seen lots of boys try to get out of PE or the showers but it
rarely worked at my school.

"Is there a problem Nikolas" I mean, you got a hot body, is there like,
something wrong with your dick or something, like it's deformed?" He
smiled finally and shook his head, no it wasn't deformed. "Well what is
it Nikolas? Come on, talk to me, I'm your friend."

He was reluctant to talk but finally gave up at least some information.
Nikolas been teased mercilessly by his much older step brother when he
was small. The step brother was fifteen when his father and Nicholas'
mother had gotten married, a situation that Nikolas never understood
because the man was an asshole and his son was the same. Nikolas related
how the older boy would tease his little step brother about his tiny dick
and how deformed it was because the boy was uncut whereas the older boy
had been circumcised. He repeatedly told Nikolas that his dick would
never grow, that the girls would never want to look at it cuz of the
extra skin, that girls hated that and same with boys since he also
repeatedly told Nikolas that since he was so pretty he would most like
grow up to be a queer and men would stuff their big fat cocks up his
little asshole.

Sometimes the step brother and his friends would hold Nikolas down and
take his pants off and they'd all tease the boy, sometimes playing with
his little penis and of course, making the thing hard then teasing the
boy all the more cuz it still didn't get real big. More than one of the
friends would haul out their own teenage cock and drape it in the boy's
face and try to put the head into Nicholas' mouth and make him suck it.

"There's more but that's the short story and I never told anyone of it
either Alexei," he said, his whole demeanor shouting out shame, guilt and
fear. I could understand why he was like he was but I also knew that so
much of what he'd been told was bullshit and I said so.

"Well you saw that I'm uncircumcised and nobody ever teased me about it,
okay. About half the boys in my PE class have their foreskin and in fact
sometimes the boys who are circumcised ask questions about it, especially
about, well, jackin off and what it's like to do it with the head
covered. As for girls well, when it gets right down to it when they're
hot and horny they don't much care either. Your step brother and those
other boys just plain lied to Nikolas. As far as your dick size goes, I
know this might sound weird but I seriously mean it. If you want to show
me what you look like I can tell you whether it's big or small. I mean, I
know a little bit about how boys are and how they grow and stuff from
health class. Well, and the internet and seeing so many other naked boys
and stuff."

"As far your being beautiful well, you are Nikolas. You're the cutest boy
I've ever seen but it don't mean you're gonna grow up gay. That's crazy,
there's plenty of handsome men out there who were cute like you when they
were young and they aren't queer." Of course I knew the boy was gay. As
Noogy he'd told me all about it but right then he was Nikolas so I needed
to play to that. I was dying to tell him I was boi_4teen and I knew all
about him but as fragile and scared as he was I was afraid of losing him
forever.

"Thanks for telling me all that stuff Alexei," he said. I was still
standing there close to him and had he wanted to he could have reached
out and fondled my crotch but as it was he looking at the floor. He did
look up at me from time to time and his eyes went to the bulge of my
briefs almost every time before looking in my eyes. I felt that was a
good sign.

"What if I was queer though Alexei? What if they were right? I mean, men
putting their dicks up my butt and fucking me like a girl." The kid
almost shivered in fear.

"Okay, look. You're my friend Nikolas, maybe my best friend, so I'm gonna
tell you some stuff that nobody knows and is a secret, okay?" He looked
up at me, my crotch first and nodded his head.

"I've been with other boys Nikolas. It's pretty common you know, with
teenage boys, to mess around with other boys. It's like, I dunno, just a
thing that boys do. Anyway no boy has ever forced me to let him fuck me.
All the stuff I ever done with another boy has been cuz I wanted to, or
we wanted to." I had his attention then, eye to eye too. "I don't think
I'm gay Nikolas," a small white lie for the moment, "I jack off thinking
about girls all the time," another little white lie. Well, a big one cuz
I never once in my life jacked off thinking about being with a girl.
Cunts made me puke. "I don't know if you beat off yet but I bet when you
do you`ll be dreaming about girls and even if you don't, who give a shit
anyhow. I'll always like you no matter what Nikolas, and I bet plenty of
other people who know you will too. Nowadays it's just not a big deal."

"You been sexy with other boys Alexei?" I nodded my head.

"Yes Nikolas, and I liked it too, it was fun." Nikolas just looked at me,
not quite incredulous but almost.

"What kind of stuff did you do with them?" he whispered. I told him. He
wanted to know what it was like actually sucking a cock and having
another boy fuck me. I told him. It was all okay, I'd never been hurt,
well except sometimes when a boy first put his cock in my ass, it was
sexy and I loved doing." I paused then said,

"And serious, if you wanted to learn about that stuff, I would do it with
you Nikolas. I mean like, if you wanted to feel what it was like getting
your cock sucked and stuff. I know it sounds crazy but you're my friend
and sometimes," I shrugged my shoulders, "well that's what friends do."
I paused again then went on.

"But it's more than that. It's because you're such a sweet boy too
Nikolas. You're good and kind and polite and respectful and that's the
kind of person I like to hang around anyway and so then being sexy with a
boy like that, like you, is like icing on the cake." He thought seriously
about it, I could see the conflict. Without knowing he was doing it, the
adorably cute boy had dropped one hand into his lap and was idly playing
with himself. It looked like he might even be getting hard but I couldn't
tell and I wasn't going to stare. Nikolas was quiet, thinking, and let
him think. After a bit, in a small voice directed at the floor, he said,

"I'm scared Alexei. I'm really scared. I think I want to do some of those
things. I know that boys do stuff together all the time and part of me
wants to be like other boys, be a normal boy like that but I'm so scared
because of what's happened when I was little." He looked up at me, a
single tear running down his cheek and my heart melted. I walked over to
the chair and put my hands on his head and shoulder and gently pulled him
to me and he allowed me to do it. His head leaned against my lower belly
just barely above the waistband of my bikini briefs, which you know was
at least five inches below my belly button. He put his hand up on my
belly, his elbow scraping gently against the bulge of my cock. He mumbled
a "sorry" and moved his hand up higher. I told him it was okay then said,

"I understand how you might be scared Nikolas and maybe I would be too
but no matter what I was here for him, to talk to, to share stuff with,
and if sometime he wanted things to go further with us then I was there
for that too and would let him take the lead in anything, I'd be his
slave." He chuckled at that and rubbed my chest slightly.

"If I ever do stuff with a boy I'd want it to be with you Alexei. I feel
the same way, that you're so an awesome person, an awesome boy and you're
cute and sweet and kind too. That's the kind of boy I'd want to be with
too cuz I know you wouldn't hurt me ever." From where I was I could see
down into his lap and the boy had definitely gotten hard although it
wasn't glaringly so. I pulled away from him gently then knelt so that I
was almost looking him in the eye. I let my gaze drift over his smooth
soft face from seven inches away.

"There's something I want to do, do you trust me?" He nodded his head and
I leaned in and kissed him very softly on the lips. I slipped my hand
over the arm of the chair and rubbed on his flat taut belly as our lips
met. He surprised me a little by responding back, moving his soft flesh
against mine. When I pulled away he smiled at me.

"That was nice Alexei, I liked that." I leaned in and kissed him again,
staying there longer with Nikolas meeting my pressure. I broke away
again.

"Oh man I gotta stop or I'm gonna cop a bone," I told him as I stood up,
my bulge having changed it's configuration. He looked right at it and
smiled then said,

"I know me too." We both looked down at the protrusion in his board
shorts. "I'm still really scared though Alexei. I really want to do stuff
now but I'm scared. I rubbed his cheek and told him it was okay, if
something happened then great, if not he was my friend and I still loved
him.

"You do Alexei, you love me?" I nodded my head and smiled.

"Yeah, I do. Let's do to sleep now, okay?" he nodded his head and stood,
rearranging his hardened cock without any shame or embarrassment. He was
definitely making some progress. I looked right at where his cock was and
said,

"I don't think you're a little boy anymore." He chuckled and said, no, he
didn't suppose he was. He still insisted on sleeping on the floor and I
told him that was fine, but the bed was much more comfy. I told him that
if he got cold in the night to just climb in with me but that he had to
take off the board shorts and shirt cuz my mother was crazy about people
sleeping in the bed in street clothes. He laughed and accused me of
trying to get him out of his clothes. I laughed back and told him that
was true but in this case I was serious; my mother was a dragon about
that.

"But just in case you do need to sleep up here I'll leave my underwear on
and not sleep naked," I told him. He chuckled and thanked me.


"Aaalllexei," his voice whispered, the sound of shivering cold. It was a
little after one in the morning and the temperature had dropped
considerably, the cool night air coming in through the wide open window.

"Yeah, get in here Nikolas," I said and in the dim light from a full moon
I watched him drop his board shorts and peel off the wife beater and back
onto the bed then slide his legs in. I pulled the covers up over us. I
moved closer to my wall and told him to move closer to me, which he did
and which put him on top of the spot I was in which was warm as toast.

"Now keep your legs together cuz I'm gonna lay on top of you." Before he
could protest I straddled him and braced myself on my elbows and knees,
pressing my thighs against his, so to let enough of my weight down onto
the boy to cover him from chest to thighs without him having to carry my
entire weight. He automatically wrapped his slender arms around my back
and held on tight.

"Gggosh your ssssso warm," he stuttered. I was and he was cold as ice and
leeching the heat from my body. I didn't mind at all. My crotch was lined
up with Nicholas', his boyhood charms creating their own bulge in his
jockey briefs so our stuff lay there nestled side by side. It was a great
feeling despite the cold.

I held him like that until the shivering stopped then rolled off onto the
wall side of the bed.

"I was just getting used to that," he whispered. I told him to roll on
his side facing the window and when he did I scooted up to him and draped
a leg over his thigh and my arm over his side holding gently onto his
chest and pulled him to me. The boy snuggled in as close as he could, his
tight little butt pressed against my cock. I figured I'd better be
getting to sleep soon or my dick was gonna really make itself known. We
lay there quietly, bodies pressed together and my face against his head.
It felt good to me, almost natural to be holding Nikolas like that. It
seemed like his smaller body fit mine perfectly.

"It feels weird having your stuff against my butt like that," he
whispered, "Almost like, well, you're gonna put it in me." I chuckled.

"Yeah, I know, but I won't," I whispered back. "Let's go back to sleep
Noogy," I said with a yawn and kissed him softly in the neck. I felt his
body stiffen for a moment then relax but I didn't give it any thought as
I was almost back asleep. I was right on the edge of going out when he
whispered to me.

"Alexei."

"Yeah," I mumbled.

"I love you too."

"Thanks Nikolas," I said in a barely audible voice and hugged him weakly.

I woke about seven thirty, morning sunlight streaming in the window.
Nikolas was lying on his back and my arm was still draped across his body
although a little lower so my elbow and part of my forearm were lying on
top of his stone hard cock. I looked his face, mouth slightly open and
slack as he continued in his deep sleep. He was so beautiful. I let my
eyes travel down the length of his firm young body, amazed at how tight
it seemed.  I wanted to hug and hold him forever right then and there. I
slowly moved the sheet and comforter down far enough to see his hard
young cock straining against the thin cotton fabric of his underwear. The
shaft and underside of the head were outlined perfectly the tip up
against the waistband, his balls pouched below. It was more than I could
resist. I reached out and grasped onto his stiff flesh and gently
squeezed up its length. My own stone morning hard cock was throbbing in
the tight confines of my briefs and I wanted so badly to strip the both
of us and, well, need I say more. I was surprised that Nikolas came away
so quickly, embarrassed that he'd caught me feeling him up.

"I'm sorry," I said softly as I jerked my hand away as though his hot rod
was indeed, hot." He smiled at me and reached down for his first squeeze
of the day, doing just that I'd done, tightening and loosening his grip
from his cock head to his nuts.

"It's okay," he whispered back, "boi for teen." He laughed at the
expression on my face.

"You know?' I said rather than asked. He nodded his head and of course I
wanted to know how.

"Last night when you were standing there naked I saw the little mole just
at the edge of your hairs. Then when you were telling about how you'd
been with boys, you said it in almost the same way when you first told me
when we met on line and just before you fell asleep you called me Noogy."
I was still on my side looking down at him, my own hand rubbing on the
bulge of my crotch.

We were quiet a moment, each considering what had just happened then he
spoke as he reached his hand out and felt on my cock, "I think I'm ready
now Alexei. I mean, I'm still scared as shit but I've wanted this for so
long and I've wanted you. I thinks it's gonna be okay." I nodded my head.
I knew that both of us needed to pee and I wasn't sure about the
beautiful young love of my life but I wanted to experience him without
the pressure of a full bladder.

"I have to pee really bad Nikolas and I bet that you do too. Do you want
to take a shower first or just come back to bed?"

"Just come back to bed," he said. I nodded my head and told him to go
ahead and go first. He knew there wasn't anyone in the house except us so
wasn't worried about anybody seeing him his underwear with a boner. He
rolled out of bed and walked to the door and I felt my cock throb at the
sight of his tight little boy's ass in his underwear. Putting my face and
my cock in there was going to be the hottest thing I'd ever done.

I peeled the front of my briefs down under my balls and used both hands
to squeeze, stroked and fondle my stuff. I was so fucking hot right then
that just thinking about being with Nikolas made me want to cum. I heard
the toilet flush and pulled my underwear back into place, gave myself
another couple of squeezes then got out of bed and headed for the door.
Nikolas came through the door and we collided, arms automatically
reaching out to hold onto the other person for balance and our crotches
pressed against each other. We chuckled, stepped back and both looked
down to see that the other was still young boy hard.

In the bathroom I pulled my underwear down below my balls and bent over
the toilet, my hand holding my nail hard cock downward, my foreskin
pulled completely back. I stroked myself a few times as though it would
help make the piss flow and eventually it did, the thin high pressure
stream splattering into blue tinted water. Done, I held onto my balls and
jacked myself again in anticipation of what was going to happen in the
next few minutes. I put my clothes back into place, pressed on my bulge
again and headed toward my room and a dream come true.

Nikolas was lying on my bed, the covers pulled up just so that his
underwear was covered. I stood next to the bed for a moment and looked
down, taking in the sight of his well defined, taut young body. He really
was a boy God. All of the creases were in the right place and it was
clear that as he matured he would turn into a perfect specimen of, first
boyhood, then manhood.

He looked at me with a questioning look on his face and I said I was
simply admiring what I considered to be a perfect boy. He blushed and
shook his head in denial but I chose not to argue with him. I knelt next
to the bed and put and hand on his bare chest.

"Are you ready for this Nikolas? I mean, I been wanting this since the
first day I met you but I don't want you to be freaked out or regret it
all later." He nodded his head.

"Yeah, I do Alexei. Yeah, I'm still scared to death and my belly is
jumping all over the place but my cock is so hard that it hurts so."

"Can I look then, can I pull the covers down?" he nodded his head again
and I reached out and uncovered the boy, pulling the sheet and comforter
down past his knees. He was indeed perfect. His cock was straining at the
fabric of his cotton briefs, the head pushing out and over the edge of
the multi-colored elastic waistband. His balls rested in the pouch of his
underwear, the sac clearly visible although each individual egg was not.
My own belly was a jumble of butterflies as I reached out and placed my
hand gently on his stiff young cock and rubbed it. Yep, you can't get
much harder than that.

I used both hands and slowly pulled at the waistband, lifting upward and
then down, exposing the end of his cock, his foreskin a puckered little
nipple extended out past the tip. I continued pulling the clothing down,
Nikolas raising his slender little butt off the bed to help me, until
they were below his knees. Like most boys, his legs automatically splayed
open. I stared.

Fuck the kid was totally hot and awesome and adorable. His cock was a
good six slender inches long and if I was any judge he would continue to
mature into a very healthy boy indeed and if I had my say I'd be there
for the entire process. His pale, blue veined cock pulsed with each beat
of his young heart, the stiff shaft hanging in the air a few inches above
his flat belly. His balls were dropped, hanging gently one below the
other between his smooth hairless thighs, the eggs clearly defined in an
equally smooth hairless sac. I could see the light brown hairs, no more
than a dozen half straight strands, in the early sprouting stage at the
base of his blood filled dick.  I reached down and grasped his cock and
squeezed.

Nikolas gasped; his body went rigid then relaxed back into the mattress
and simply experienced my feeling up of his boyhood pride and joy, the
first time his body had been touched for pleasure. I stroked him a few
times, sliding his foreskin back and forth over his swollen cock head,
then slid my hand down to cup and fondle his smooth sperm makers,
reveling in the soft texture of his skin. My other hand was busy at the
expanded bulge in my underwear, smashing and squeezing my own stone bone.
I felt Nikolas' brush against my hip then touch my balls. I looked at
him, saw him maneuvering a little so moved my hand to allow him access to
that which he was seeking. My own heart skipped a beat as the boy of my
dreams touched my hard cock for the first time.

"God you're so big Alexei," he whispered, "I want to see it."
Reluctantly, I let go of his cock and stood up, Nikolas' hand taking over
where mine had left off. As I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my
underwear the boy swung around and sat,  and sort of humped forward at
the edge of the bed, his beautiful flawless face little more than a foot
from crotch. He slowly milked on his cock as ice blue eyes became riveted
to my body where the cloth came away and freed up almost eight inches of
rock hard fourteen year old boy cock. I was so hard that the head was
getting red, a big contrast to the very pale skin of the shaft and the
rest of the area and putting a new spin on the Rudolph theme. I'd barely
gotten my briefs off and stood back up and Nikolas reached out and took
hold of me.

"This is how I imagined it Alexei," he exclaimed in a soft, melodic
voice, "In real life I mean." His finger reached up and lightly touched
the identifiable mole at the edge of my hairs. "I love this," added as
his finger ran softly back and forth over the all but tiny dark spot then
leaned in and kissed it.

I'd always figured that the first sucking of cock would be done by me,
given Nikolas' shy reserve. I was un-woefully wrong for after kissing the
mole he turned, leaned in and pressed his sweet red lips against the tip
of my cock and repeated the kiss twice before opening wide and dropping
his mouth over the head and closed. I figured I would faint any time.
This had been one of my earliest and hottest fantasies; beautiful young
Nikolas on his knees in front of me with his mouth wrapped around my cock
and loving it, the low moans coming from his throat giving sound to the
intense feelings he was experiencing.

Nikolas surprised me again by taking almost half of my cock into his
mouth and throat and as he backed off, his tongue forcefully explored the
head until he took me back inside again. I let a hand rest on his head
while the other rubbed all around my cock and balls, my ass, up to a
nipple then back down. My knees were weakening as the most beautiful boy
in town sucked a cock, and my cock at that, for the first time in his
life.

"I'm gonna cum really fucking fast Nikolas, swear to god." He nodded his
head and the idea of his first blowjob ending with a mouthful of my warm
boy sperm took right on over the edge but not before the boy took his
mouth away and stood up. My hand went to my balls and tugged as Nikolas
jacked me off. The first thick jet shot out and landed on his lower belly
leaving a four inch white streak of goo that started just below his belly
button. The second shot did the same as did third albeit that one went a
shorter distance. Nikolas stepped in close so my cum didn't have to
travel anywhere. My sperm popped out then oozed out as the boy drug the
seeping flesh all over his lower body including his balls. My knees were
so weak I sagged a few inches and I thought I'd fall over.

Usually after I cum I just want to relax. Every once in a while I'm still
hot and in those instances will keep doing sexy stuff which usually
results in another sperming fairly close to the first one. That's the way
it was with Nikolas. I pulled away from him and dropped to my knees in
front of him and gobbled his rock hard young cock into my mouth. I tasted
my own sperm as I bobbed my head back and forth, both of my hands on his
slender little butt encouraging him to fuck his cock into my mouth.

The intensity of feeling that had to be ripping through the young boy's
body became such that he sat down. I gently pushed him to his back and
continued to pay homage to his boy cock. Not having his ass to hold on to
my hands found other things to do; one cupping and tugging on his smooth
hairless nuts and the other on his belly, rubbing my fingers across his
smooth flesh and massaging my cooling sperm into his flat belly. That
gave me an idea. I scooped some cum onto my fingers, took my mouth from
his cock put my sperming fingers on the head and began massaging it while
I licked at his balls. Using my sperm as a lube I stroked up and down on
his stiff dick, sliding completely up over the head before going all the
way back down and pulling his skin tight. It didn't take long before the
boy was where we both wanted him to be.

Like many boys his age, heck even my age and older, there wasn't always a
lot of warning before he came. In this case none. One second he was lying
there moaning softly and the next moment he gasped and thrust his slender
little hips up off the bed. And then he all but screamed.

"AAaaiiiieeeeeee," is the closest that I can come to describing what came
out of the boy's mouth as his fresh young sperm rose up out of his balls,
through the six hard inches of his cock and shot out onto his heaving
belly. All in the space of about three seconds. Yes Houston we have
liftoff. I pulled on his balls as I kept on jacking him off and he kept
on panting and moaning, both loudly. I got up onto my knees and saw where
his cum had landed then leaned down and licked up both droplets before
taking his cock back into my mouth and sucking the rest of his boy nectar
up out of it's fleshy dispenser. I wasn't quite sure but I thought that
Nikolas' cum tasted different than the cum of older boy's I'd drank,
maybe sweeter or something. It didn't matter though because the boy
started giggling and pushing my head away from his ultra sensitive cock
head.

I stood up, moved between his legs then leaned forward and put my hands
on the bed next to his head before lowering myself so that my lower body
rested against his, our hard cocks side by side between smooth flat
bodies. I lowered my head and put my lips against his, loving the feeling
of their softness, and kissed him. Nikolas kissed me back, his tongue
pushing against my mouth then playing with my tongue after I let him
inside. His hands were all over my back and down onto my butt as we kept
up the kiss, rubbing squeezing and feeling me.

"Oh man Alexei," he said softly after pulling his mouth from mine. "I
been wanting that for so long. I feel so good too, I'm not scared and I
want to just stay here holding you all day."

Well, the all day thing could be arranged easily as there wouldn't be
anyone else in the house for another seven hours, give or take and I told
him that.

"But not before we take a shower," I said as I moved back up onto my feet
then pulling Nikolas up and into my arms which he did willingly. I held
him tight, kissed him again then told him I loved him.

"I love you too Alexei, with all my heart I love you."