Date: Sun, 02 Mar 2003 17:25:39 -0500
From: Chris Scapes
Subject: Skateboarder Ryan (B/b bd)

NOTE: This is a fictional work and is never going to happen. It's just
entertainment dude! Enjoy.

Skateboarder Ryan
by: Chris Scapes

	When I was in high school, I had the pleasure of meeting who I consider to
be the hottest boy in the neighborhood, by any means. One autumn afternoon I
came to a window overlooking the backyard with the intention of checking on
my younger brother. As usual everything was okay but, this time someone
caught my eye. It was a new friend of my brother's. I had seen him around
the neighborhood before and had kept him in my mind. Instantly, I was
captivated by his presence. He was a young smooth boy about twelve years
old. He had short black hair and a slim agile body. He was a soccer player
and a skateboarder who was full of energy and enthusiasm. I never saw him
with anything but a smile. His smile itself was intoxicating, he had pearly
white teeth and thin but wide lips which curved from ear to ear. Oh, his
cute curved little ears framed out what I felt was the perfect face. Just
then, as I sat thinking about him, he noticed me looking out the window.
Then, I acted calmly, waving back at him, and to my brother of course. On
the inside my heart was pounding as I knew I had gazed into the largest most
beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. Then, I ran to my bedroom locking the
door behind me to play with my thoughts, among other things.

	About a week later, I was home watching my brother after my mom went to
work. While in my bedroom studying, I began to hear thumping below me in the
living room. A little irritated I went downstairs to see what was going on.
To my surprise, my brother and his friend were rolling around on the floor
wrestling with each other. Both were obviously tired from their exertions,
my brother more-so than his friend.
	"Chris", my brother said, "this is Ryan."
	Ryan grinned toward me. "Nice to meet ya. Wanna play?"
	"No that's all right",  I said.
	"Oh come on! You're brothers a wimp!", said Ryan catching his breath.
	Quickly, my brother snapped back. "I'm not a wimp. I'm just tired."
	"Yeah, whatever. Come on Chris. Take his place."
	"No way."
	"What's the matter? Scared? Scared you'll lose to someone a lot younger
than you? Huh?" He grinned and laughed at me. Then, he jumped toward me and
punched me in the arm and quickly ran away. Laying on the floor and curling
up like an animal in fear of being pounced on, he taunted me playfully with
all kinds of names. No longer could I resist. I fell to my knees and began
pushing him around. I enjoyed touching him, holding his arms to the floor,
pinning him tightly. Every chance I had, my hands would grab his arms or
legs, trying to cop a feel of his lean lithe body. Most of his muscles were
taunt from wrestling around for so long. After exploring his nice bod for a
couple of minutes, I pinned him again.
	Ryan squirmed and twisted, taunting me and teasing even more. His face and
ears were getting red and his breathing was labored. I let him up to have a
chance at me. After all, he really was no match, weighing only about 95
pounds or so. This time he jumped on top of me and tried to wrap his legs
around my body. At this point I must admit, I was really enjoying this.
Feeling his soft warm body on top of mine sent shock waves through me, like
vibrations of pure pleasure.  Now I was starting to get an erection. His
giggling was like music that soothed any weird feelings I had about
wrestling around with a boy five years younger than me. Laying on my stomach
to hide my excitement Ryan began bumping up and down to try and stop my own
wiggling, probably trying to use his weight to his advantage. To me however,
it was like he was humping my body. After allowing this for a minute or so,
I rolled over and threw him off my back. I really needed to go release
myself. Just then, Ryan looked at the clock.
	"Oh man, I'm late. My mom's gonna kill me. Well, it was fun dudes. I'll see
you guys later okay?" With a cute and cunning smile, Ryan gathered his
things and left. My brother went to take a nap and I went to my room to
think about what had just happened. Ryan's pubescent boy smell and the feel
of his young athletic body twisting underneath of me were still fresh in my
mind. The idea of getting to know Ryan was really getting to be exciting, in
more ways than one!

	The thought of Ryan coming over again was in my mind all the time. I
thought about what I would do next to him. You know, to get closer to him
and have every opportunity to wrestle around. A couple days later, my
brother and Ryan were up to their antics again. Ryan was bored and wanted to
wrestle around but my brother didn't. This was my best opportunity so I ran
downstairs to try and get involved. Ryan was so cute looking that day. He
was wearing a nice baseball cap and a skateboarder shirt which hugged his
body very nicely. I could see the tight muscle shirt under his tee. His
pants were those nylon snowboarder pants which are thin but keep you very
warm and make a 'swish' noise when you walk. That was a nice thought to me,
his warm body rubbing up against my own. My thoughts were interrupted by
Ryan.
	"Chris! Hey what's up dude. You're brother sucks. Come down here and play
with us."
	"I'm really busy. I don't ..."
	"Not again, you're always 'really' busy" Ryan said mockingly.
	As I walked up the steps, Ryan started the old routine of name calling and
taunting. Then, he said something to which I pretended to take offense.
"What did you call me?" I said.
	"You heard me!" said Ryan.
	"That's it! I know how to take care of little boys who won't behave!" And I
ran upstairs to get some rope and a pair of handcuffs from my closet.
Shoving them deep into my pockets, I ran back downstairs and pounced on Ryan
with all my weight. He fought valiantly but I intended to show this boy who
was boss. Rolling him over, I grabbed the rope and handcuffs from my
pockets.
	Ryan exclaimed, "I don't think so sucker." Just then I got a good idea.
Dropping my materials I let Ryan pin me. Laying on my belly, my prick
stabbing into the floor. Ryan jumped onto my back.
	"Gimme your hands!"
	"Yes. Whatever you say sir. Just don't torture me!" Ryan straddled my back.
I could feel the hot air coming out of his ass as he sat on top on me. That
mixed with the feeling of having this stud in control of me made my head
spin. Ryan quickly shackled me and moved to my feet.
	"I'm gonna make sure you don't get out of here until I'm ready!" Ryan
smirked and giggled. It was obvious that he enjoyed being in charge of a big
high school guy like myself. To make sure Ryan wasn't tying me too tight, I
wiggled my toes to test my predicament. But I realized that my toes were
rubbing against something. Something that was warm and smooth. Then, I moved
my feet around and realized I was rubbing the crotch of Ryan's pants. Ryan
said nothing so I continued. The thin pants allowed me to trace the outline
of his ball sacs clearly. Soon however I stopped, not wanting to weird Ryan
out. With the ropes around my ankles secured to his desire, Ryan crawled up
my legs and laid on my back.
	"I just want to make sure you don't go anywhere." Ryan said.
	"I don't think you gotta worry about that bud." After a couple minutes of
watching TV, Ryan slowly slid up my back like a snake attempting to surround
its prey. His nylon pants make the task more easy. The feeling of his warm
little body rubbing on my back exited me so much, I could feel my pants
getting wet. Ryan slid up until my hands stopped there. Yeah, you know
where. Having said nothing, I began to caress his balls. This time I could
even feel his penis. Here I was in ecstasy. A hot skateboarder boy laying on
my bound body, allowing me to grope his crotch. Soon my brother spoke and
Ryan jumped off of me.
	"Hey look it stopped raining. Let's go skate Ryan."
	"No I gotta go home now."
	"Well, come out later okay." With that my brother grabbed his board and
split out the front door. I thought to myself, 'Yeah I wish Ryan would come
out all right!' Again my thoughts were interrupted by Ryan's voice.
	"Have you had enough yet?" I guess I should let you go. Quickly moving to
my ankles, Ryan untied me and then unlocked the handcuffs. "Ha! Who's you're
daddy now! Suck it!" Ryan made a playful motion toward his penis. I couldn't
help it anymore. This boy was gonna get it! I pounced on Ryan and pulled his
shirt off. His muscle tee was smooth, holding onto the curves of his lean
boyish figure. His nipples almost cut through the stretched cotton. I threw
Ryan onto his back and cuffed his hands together. Moving quickly to his
feet, I removed his skater shoes and socks. They had their own smell. It was
a mixture of boy sweat and his own natural cologne. My rock hard cock jutted
through my pants and I made no attempt to hide it.
	Rolling Ryan on his back I remarked, "You better watch what you ask for
cause you just might get it." Ryan flashed his pearly whites and thrusted
his pelvis toward me. He too had a little but rock hard erection which
tented his nylon pants. My hands shaking, I quickly released his member from
its pant prison. Running my tongue around the head of his penis, Ryan's body
shuttered and he moaned in happiness.
	"Suck it I said. Suck it!" I was happy to meet his requests. Ryan tried to
wrap his legs around me shoving his skater prick down my throat. Looking up,
I watched his face turn red, his breathing become labored, and his tight
chest rise and fall with the rhythm of his breathing. After only a couple of
minutes, Ryan tensed up all over and shot his load in my mouth. It tasted so
good coming from such a hot boy. I rolled Ryan onto his back and looked at
his tight butt still trapped in his pants. Ryan pretended to struggle a
little to get out of the handcuffs. Seeing him writhe helplessly in his
bonds turned my on even more. I took my throbbing member out and rubbed it's
tip all over his butt. The pre cum on the nylon pants make them all the more
warm and slippery. Although I wanted to, I doubted Ryan would let me pump
his tight little ass. Instead I laid on him and stuck my penis between his
crack which he flexed for my pleasure. Rubbing against his pants, I came
hard and long in no time, collapsing on his warm little body.
	We laid together for about twenty minutes, catching our breath and thinking
about what had just happened when Ryan said, "Hey Chris ... we're friends
now right?"
	And I quickly returned, "we sure are buddy. We sure are." Ryan smiled back
at me with his cute grin and blushed face.
	"Good cause we should hang out more often then."

	That was only the first incident I had with Ryan, the hottest boy in the
neighborhood. Getting to know him was great and I looked forward to even
more experiences. Who knew what the future had in store.

TO BE CONTINUED ...