Date: Sun, 25 Aug 2002 21:04:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Trevor Stewart <cujo5230@go.com>
Subject: Taking Chris' Freedom Part 6

I thank everyone for the comments over the last year.  I appreciate the
time and effort that YOU have done to make this piece of writing improve
over the course of the series.  I noticed that my writing has improved
because of you people.  Thanks.

Unfortunately, this will be the last episode of the series, "Taking Chris'
Freedom".  I hope that the story will conclude in the best way it possibly
can.

Now on with the story.  The setting takes place on November 14th with Tommy
being the narrator.

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The idea of Chris wanting to be fucked astonished and excited me at the
same time.  I was astonished because Chris loved me and trusted me to fuck
him and I was excited because I could do the most significant sexual act
that I have ever done with the cutest and most loving boy whom I ever met.

Even though Chris wanted to be loved by me, I needed to verify that our
relationship was sealed.  The best approach would be me saying that I
wanted to do it and have the boy say that he loves me more than anyone
else.  In order for this to happen, I had to be deceptive.

"Oh Chris, I want to love you too.  But what you want to do involves you
loving the other person more than anyone else.  Losing your virginity only
happens once in your life.  Maybe you should wait and find a boy you love
even more who is your own age, like Kaylon or Colin, to..."

Chris interrupted me by pleading and trying to convince me that he loved
me, "I love you Tommy!  I love you more than any other boy or girl!  I want
to love you and you to love me!"

"If that is what you want Chris.  I think we should wait until tonight to
love each other.  We should spend the day with Colin and Kaylon and then
conclude the day with me capturing you and then you and me loving each
other."

"Okay Tommy," Chris said in a weak voice.

"Why don't you get showered and dressed and we will find Colin and Kaylon?"

"Okay Tommy."

I then realized that there was the possibility of me seeing Chris bring
naked and showering.

"Um Chris," I asked tentatively, "can I watch you shower?"

"Yes Tommy, anything for you."

That answer was what I wanted.  I became horny almost immediately because I
was going to see Chris strip and shower; there was a small tent growing in
my jeans.  I followed Chris into the bathroom and we shut the door.  I sat
down on the floor so I was the furthest away from the shower.  Chris took
off his shirt and undershirt that he wore from the previous day.  Then he
took off his blue jeans and let them fall on the floor.  He pulled his
boxers' elastic band, pulled them down to about halfway down his thigh, and
let them plop on top of his blue jeans.  He stepped out of the pile of
clothes that he made and he was naked.

My heart was racing because I was seeing the love of my life standing there
naked in front of me.  His thin body that didn't have an ounce of fat, his
strong, young boy muscles, his almost hairless body, and his fair skin with
freckles scattered around his body that matched his beautiful light orange
hair made him look incredibly adorable.  He just looked perfect to me, I
just wanted him to be fourteen forever so he could keep this boyish look.
I wished that I could take a picture of him naked to remember the way he
was but then I thought that I would have possession of child pornography,
and I didn't want anyone to figure out about Chris and I.  I decided that I
would take a picture of him clothed, or at least have his jeans or a pair
of his soccer shorts on later.

Chris went into the shower and turned on the hot water.  I could not make
out what he did in the shower because of the curtain.  Chris turned off the
water and then went out of the shower soaking wet.  By this time it was hot
and steamy in the bathroom like a sauna because of Chris' hot shower.  I
gave Chris a towel to dry himself off.  He dried off and plopped the towel
on top of the rest of his clothes.  He brushed his teeth and gelled his
hair naked while I observed his actions and his beautiful boyish body
slightly oscillating from brushing his teeth.

When Chris finished, he opened the bathroom door and I followed him into
his room.  He went into his closet and picked out a green sweater and a
pair of blue jeans.  He also went to his dresser and took out a pair of
socks, a pair of boxers, and a light blue undershirt.

Then I had an idea that would be fun for Chris.

I said, "Chris, I want to dress you.  But I also want to do something else
before I dress you.  Could you get your black soccer shorts and lay down on
your bed while I find my digital camera?"

The simple action of dressing another boy was so erotic, I had to ask him
and I did. Chris immediately fell in love with the idea because I saw a
delighted expression on his face while he said, "Sure Tommy whatever you
say."

This was the time for me to take a picture of his beautiful body with only
his soccer shorts on.  I ran to my house and went into the closet where the
digital camera was.  I made sure I had a disk and I ran back into Chris'
room.

While I was away, Chris went back to his dresser to retrieve his soccer
shorts and then went to his bed and laid down flat with his legs hanging
over the bed and his feet resting on the floor.

When I returned, I took the shorts and Chris and slipped them on over his
legs.  I did not even bother with putting his boxers on because Chris' body
was so beautiful; the less clothes he wore, the better.  I stood up from
the floor and I thought that Chris sitting partially up on the bed by his
elbows and with his feet on the floor looked so sexy, I decided to keep him
that way.  I turned on the camera and told Chris, "Honey, stay where you
are and don't look at the camera."

His meek response was, "Okay Tommy anything for you."

I took the picture of Chris sitting on the bed.  When I saw the preview of
Chris, I thought it was the most beautiful picture of a boy that I have
seen.  I took a few more pictures of Chris at different angles, but the
original picture was the best picture out of all of them.

I wanted to have a different pose, so I told Chris, "Okay Chris, lie on the
bed and look comfortable."

He did what I said and it was a great pose for Chris.  I took the picture
and decided to move around to have as many choices as I could.

When I was looking at the last preview, I saw in the corner of my eye that
there was a soccer ball and I decided to use it for additional poses.

I said, "Okay my soccer boy, we are going outside."

Chris was appalled with what I said, "But Tommy, it's so cold out."

"It will be only for five minutes, so hurry up."

I took the soccer ball from the corner of Chris' room and Chris and I went
to the backyard where nobody could see us.  When we were in a good spot for
taking pictures, I threw the soccer ball underhand to Chris who was
shivering because he was just wearing a pair of shorts in the late fall
weather.

"Chris, lightly kick the soccer ball like in a drill so I can take a
picture of you in action."

Chris obeyed my command and he kicked the soccer ball so it wouldn't go
that far each time he kicked it.  I followed him and I tried to have as
many angles as I could.  Then I told Chris to kick the ball up like he
would in practice.  He followed what I said and I took a few more
pictures. He alternated his exercises and I continued to take pictures
until I had enough and I said, "Honey, we are going inside, good job my
soccer boy."

Chris was excited to hear those words.  He ran as fast as he could into his
house without having any sneakers on.  I picked up the soccer ball and I
looked at the photos while going inside.  I must have taken twenty five
pictures of my beautiful boy and all of them looked extremely good.  Then I
had an idea that the best picture of Chris playing soccer would be titled,
"Chris My Soccer Boy."

When I returned to Chris' room, I saw Chris lay on the bed as he did when I
put on his soccer shorts, so I decided it was time to dress him.  Since he
knew that I was going to dress him, I did not have to say a word.  I took
his clothes that he picked out and put them to Chris' left side.  I
positioned myself so I could dress him by kneeling on the floor near his
feet.

When I positioned myself, I found the pair of boxers that he had out, took
them, and slipped them around his feet and up his legs and I continued to
put them up so the top was a few inches below his cute little outie
bellybutton.  I found his socks in the pile and put them on his feet.  I
found his undershirt and I got up and laid my stomach and crotch on Chris'
chest and stomach so I could slip on his undershirt.  I knew Chris liked my
balls and my semi-hard cock touching his stomach while I was dressing him,
I could see that adorable smile.  I located his blue jeans and slid them on
until the top was an inch or two under the top of his boxers.  I zipped up
his jeans and buckled them together.  I surprised Chris by kissing his
jeans where his cock was, that felt so nice because I kissed his almost
rock hard cock.  Chris responded by giggling and laughing; I knew he loved
the kiss.  I found his green sweater and slipped it over his head and took
his arms into the sleeves and slid the sweater until it was completely on.
Phew! I finished dressing Chris and I loved it.  I got a hard on because it
was erotic than I thought.

Chris got up and kissed me on the lips and then he swirled his tongue into
mine and I responded back then we realized that we didn't have a lot of
time to get Colin and Kaylon.  So we got up and went out to Kaylon's house.
As we walked towards his house, Chris and I held hands together, despite
the possibility of someone seeing us; we loved each other immensely.

We arrived at Kaylon's house and Chris knocked on the door.  We heard
footsteps come to the door and the door opened.  What I saw was amazing:
Colin and Kaylon French-kissed each other right in front of us.  The two
boys looked like they were enjoying it.

"Hey what's happening to you two?" Kaylon tried to say but Colin was still
embracing him.

Chris asked, "Hey Kaylon and Colin, what's up?"

"Oh nothing Chris," Kaylon said to us and then he giggled like a sixth
grade girl.

"What have you been up to Kaylon?"

"Oh Colin and I are just kissing and making out with each other."

"Hey Kaylon I can do that too."

With that, Chris French-kissed me along with Kaylon and Colin.  I gently
stroked Chris' hair with my hands while I kissed him.  I just loved that
moment because Chris wanted to show his love to his friends.

Colin interrupted, "Did you guys get along?"

"What do you think?" I asked.

"Well I guess that you did."

"Hey Colin," Chris interrogated, "do you want to spend the day with us
downtown?"

"Sure."

With that Kaylon, Colin, Chris, and I went downtown to spend the day.  We
were so happy because we were all in love.  While we were in downtown, we
just strolled around because we did not have that much money on us.  We
just leisurely walked with each other and just had a great time.  We talked
about how bitchy our teachers were, how bad our girlfriends were to us when
we had them, and how we don't miss them, and just a bunch of gossip.  It
was about four thirty in the afternoon when we decided to leave because the
sun was setting right before us, we were bored to death, and at least for
Chris and I, to spend some time alone.  The four of us went back to our
houses.  Kaylon and Colin decided to break off the foursome when they were
close to Colin's house.  We decided it was time to say goodbye.

Chris was joking around when he said, "Okay you two lovers, don't do
anything bad tonight."

"Oh, we won't Chris," Kaylon said while he gave Chris and I a wink.

I said, "Goodnight" as Kaylon and Colin walked away from us holding each
other's hands.  It was so adorable just looking at them holding hands. That
was the last time I was going to see Kaylon and Colin as virgins ever again
because I found out later that Kaylon and Colin did something similar that
night to what we were going to do.  When I heard about what Kaylon and
Colin did, I became excited of the thought of them having sex.

I was still starring at the two boys when Chris said to me, "Well Tommy I
guess it's time."

I replied, "I guess so my little boy.  Let's do it Chris."

"My parents will be away tonight, let's go to my house."

"That's fine with me Chris.  Let's go."

Chris and I went to Chris' house.  We appeared that we were excited to go,
Chris and I were skipping while we went to the house.  We finally arrived
at Chris' house, and it was dark which meant that it would be the perfect
place for Chris and I to make love to each other.  We went into his room
and I went to his bathroom to find a tub of Vaseline.  Chris locked his
door which would not open again until the next morning.

When we were inside with the door closed, Chris turned on the least bright
lamp he had in his bedroom as I dropped the tub of Vaseline on the bed.
Chris gave me this look that I needed to become the less harsh dominator
that he wanted me to be.

"Okay honey," I said, "it's time to take off your clothes."

Chris said submissively, "Yes Tommy."

Chris took off his jeans and his sweater and undershirt.  I saw a great
view of Chris' already rock-hard cock that was sticking out straight.
Chris paused his undressing because he looked back at me and observed that
I was starring at his almost naked body.

"Chris, continue stripping, don't mind what I'm doing."

With that, Chris followed my orders and stripped himself from all of his
clothes and he was totally naked.  I gave Chris an obvious look that I
wanted him to undress me.  I laid down on his bed while he undressed me.
My cock was hardening as Chris took off all of my clothes.  Chris and I
were now completely naked.

Chris took the initiative by going down so his face was near my crotch and
sucked the two balls that hung under my cock and I felt a tingle inside of
me and I released that tingle as a soft moan.  My dick was oozing small
amounts of pre-cum as Chris sucked on my balls then took his tongue to lick
the underside of my cock; it was exhilarating.

I said softly, "Aw fuck Chris!  Don't stop now."

The little boy continued to suck on my balls and cock and used his hands to
stroke underneath my balls and my rear end and I was in heaven at this
point.  I didn't want him to stop but I had to because I felt like I was
going to cum on his orange hair.  Even though it would be erotic because I
would shoot my cum in his hair and then I would mess his hair up, but then
I thought that exploding then would use up my precious boyseed that I
needed for later on.

I said while I was almost about to climax, "Chris, please stop, it's my
turn now."

Chris ended the sucking just before I was going to shoot on his hair.  We
did a 180 so that he was lying on the bed.  Words were unnecessary right
here because I did what I wanted to do with Chris because I owned him.  I
sucked on each of his nipples with my tongue while tickling his trail of
short, almost invisible hairs from his navel to his slightly longer pubic
hairs.  I could hear Chris bursting with little giggles as I was tickling
him down there.

I knew he was getting off from this too much, so I went to tickle his balls
and I noticed that they had grown since the first time I saw them during
the summer. I tickled Chris' slightly larger balls with both hands and
trying to catch the little hairs that were on his balls, but then I tapped
them with my fingertips, Chris flinched a little because he was not
expecting that and he said a little "oh" because the tapping felt so good.

I had enough with the tickling so I began licking on his two balls that
hung from his cock.  I could feel him reacting to the pleasure that I was
giving him, he was flinching and giggling from my sucking.  Then I took my
tongue up to his boytool and began suck the tip of it.  I swirled my tongue
a countless number of times on the head as I could see the head changing
from a pink to a darker red.  He was starting to huff and puff, so I
decided to end it there before he would explode.  I was surprised that he
could not control his shooting as well as I thought he would.

I slid up Chris' stomach and then I kissed him on the cheek.  "Chris, my
little boy, are you ready for what I'm going to do?  Because there is only
one time when you lose your virginity."

"I am Tommy, please do it to me Tommy!"

I took a hold of the Vaseline and I opened it up.  I took a large glob of
the substance as I turned Chris around so that his ass was facing me.  I
got on the bed and I spread Chris' cheeks and I saw the beautiful boycunt
that he had.  It was pink and it was so tight because the pucker was still
a virgin.  I put a liberal amount of Vaseline on it and used two of my
right fingers to put some Vaseline in it; this was the first time I touched
into a boy's cunt, and this sent a wave of pleasure to Chris, and he
moaned.  Then I put quite a bit of Vaseline on my boytool.

I said to Chris in a soft tone, "Okay honey, I'm going to be prudent on
you, but please don't move, it will only hurt more."

I placed Chris' legs on my shoulders so I could get to Chris' ass.  I
slowly put my cock into Chris' chute, but it was rejecting the foreign
member until I won out.  Chris whispered, "Oh fuck" a few times when I was
battling against his persistent sphincter muscle.  When I won, Chris didn't
scream, instead he moaned because of the overwhelming pain being dominated
by the pleasure that he received.  I stopped pushing further inside until
Chris' pain diminished.

I push inside of Chris further when the pain subsided, and he moaned even
more as my tool hit his prostate gland.  I drew back, and went back into
Chris even further than before.  I continued to fuck Chris until I could
not hold my boyjuice anymore and I released shot after shot of cum into
Chris as I moaned loudly.  My climax sparked Chris' orgasm and he shot
multiple times on my chest and his crotch and stomach.  We were so high, we
couldn't come down even if we wanted to; we were in heaven.  Chris was
better than any girl I had any sex with before because our love for each
other was so great.

I slowed down my fucking and we just collapsed on the bed.  We were just
exhausted and Chris didn't even fuck me yet.

"Oh Chris, that felt so fucking good," I said as I was trying to
recuperate.

Chris said, "Tommy you are the best, I love you."

Chris came over to me and sucked our cum that was on my stomach and around
my cock.  He didn't stop licking me until I had no more cum on me.  Chris
licking on my stomach felt so good.  I returned the favor by sucking up the
cum he released on himself.  It tasted so sweet, I absolutely loved the
taste of Chris' cum.  I could eat off of his cum for days if I wanted to.

Chris asked, "Tommy do you want me to fuck you?"

I pleaded my case, "Oh Chris, I love you more than anything, I want you to
lose my virginity to you.  You're the only one!"

"Okay Tommy."

Chris laid there until he felt just rejuvenated enough so he could fuck me.
I was so tired I let him move my legs onto his shoulders.  He took some
Vaseline from the jar and he followed what I did to him.  He applied a
liberal amount on his fingertips and slowly tried to stick two fingers into
my chute so he could open it.  I felt so much pain that I was moaning
uncontrollably.  Chris swirled his fingers around my boycunt trying to open
it up.  He succeeded in doing so and he applied some more Vaseline on his
boytool and tried to go into me.  He was trying to be gentle, but my
muscles rejected him.

Chris became more aggressive by pushing in harder and finally he had his
cock inside of me.  It felt so wonderful that I had to moan.  The pain was
bad, but the enjoyment that I received from Chris being inside of me
overcame the pain.  He drew further inside of me and I moaned again.  He
drew back and went back into me again, again, and again.  Each time his
boytool hit my prostate gland, I felt so much pleasure, I was in heaven for
the third time that day.

I could feel Chris' balls hit the base of my spine each time he went
forward, the more times he fucked me, the further up his balls were drawn
into him.  I could feel his breathing becoming heavy and I could hear Chris
mutter, "Ohmigod" each time he went back into me.  I could feel his boytool
throbbing more and more until he released shot after shot into me, Chris
said "Fuck" and "Ohmigod" so many times while he shot his load into me.
Chris' climax caused me to shoot all over Chris' stomach and my crotch.  We
were covered in cum and it was the greatest feeling that we have ever
experienced.  Neither of us would ever forget this moment because we
experienced our first real fuck.

Chris could not fuck any longer, even after he decelerated his fucking
speed, he was just exhausted.  He pulled out of me and let gravity pull him
down onto the bed as my legs dropped on top of Chris' legs.  We just rested
right there for a while.

We tried to recuperate from our fucking by just lying on our bed until I
positioned my lips to Chris' and I started to kiss him.  Chris reacted by
French-kissing me.  We just kissed each other over and over again.  Quite a
bit of time passed by but I did not care, the love of my life was more
important.

Chris broke away from my lips just to say, "Oh Tommy, I'm going to love you
forever."

It was one of those moments that made me want to say, "Awwww" right there.

I said in a sweet, loving tone, "I love you so much my little boy that you
are the love of my life."

We continued to kiss each other for a while, then we kissed and made love
to each other for the rest of the night until we slept naked while cuddling
each other until we woke up the next morning.

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I just revisited all of those moments in my mind as I just looked at Chris
and hugged him.  Then I remembered it was June 2001 and I was still holding
Chris in my arms in my bedroom.  In the distance, I could see the picture
that I took last November of Chris practicing with his soccer ball with the
title "Chris My Soccer Boy."  Then I thought to myself that the love we
made during those few months that I flashbacked made me want to love him
even more right now.  I was still embracing him in my arms when I kissed
his hair and then I kissed him on his soft lips.  Chris kissed me back, the
kisses he gives me are still the best ones anyone has given me.

Chris and I continued our lovemaking by lying on my bed and kissing,
cuddling, and sucking and licking on each other's bodies for the rest of
the night until we slept together for the night as we always do.

I love Chris Covey, the love of my life, forever.

THE END

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Thank you for your time reading this story.  I hope your reading was just
as exciting as me writing this story.  Any comments for this story or
suggestions that I could use for a possible new story?  Please e-mail me at
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