Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2007 22:22:03 +0000
From: Bar Bel <bar-bel@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Train to Love

   The boy sat in the train seat opposite me with his legs
   akimbo. His blond hair fell over his eyes, and I thought
   I could see him sneaking the odd glance at me, first at
   my face and then travelling down to my crotch.
    He was wearing a pair of tight yellow shorts, and I had
   on a pair of tight blue denims. He was about 13, I was
   just 15.
    My gaze moved up his smooth legs to his crotch where
   there was a promising bulge. As the train rocked, he
   spread his legs, and I could see he was wearing white
   briefs underneath.
    I slowly let my hand drift down to my crotch, resting
   it idly along my thigh.
    I risked a glance at his face and found his clear blues
   eyes fixed on mine. He didn't break the gaze, and then he
   looked down at his own crotch. As he did so, he closed
   his legs and stretched them out, accentuating the now
   growing bulge. His legs were lightly tanned and hairless,
   beautifully shaped, with slim thighs. He sat up straight
   and spread them again.
    I fixed my eyes on the bulge of his cock and balls
   tightly held in the vee between his legs. He responded by
   gently stroking it and lifting up his right leg so that I
   could also see the curve of his buttocks underneath him,
   and the thin strip of material between his legs.
    He looked back at me and then at my own crotch, where
   my cock was also growing along the inside of my leg. The
   he lifted his gaze to mine again and raised his eyebrows.
   I smiled and nodded.
    "My name's David," he said, answering my smile with a
   knowing one of his own.
    "John," I replied.
    He leaned forward.
    "Want to see more? he asked.
    I nodded, speechless.
    "Get off at the next stop, and we can go back to my
   place - my parents are out for the day," he said, and
   grinned.
    I walked behind him as we got off the train and went
   through the ticket barrier feasting my eyes on his
   glorious little bum. It was small and tight, and his
   shorts finished just where the buttocks merged into the
   thighs, allowing the merest hint of what was hidden.
    It was a short walk to his home, and we covered the
   ground quickly, grinning at each other in the knowledge
   of what we were about to do.
    We went straight up to his bedroom. He walked in first
   and turned to face me, hands on his slim hips, legs
   apart, and cock sticking straight up in his shorts. I
   stopped and looked at him, and as I did so he moved
   towards me and put his hand on my cock through my jeans
   and began to stroke it.
    I pulled him to me, and put my arms round him and put
   my hands on his arse, kneading his firm young buttocks.
   Then I hooked my thumbs into the band of his shorts and
   slid them down his legs.
    He was indeed wearing a tiny pair of white briefs with
   a healthy bulge in the front as his cock pushed out the
   cotton. He grinned at the expression on my face as I took
   all this in.
    "Like it?" he said.
    "Love it," I breathed.
    After a moment he pushed me away, unzipped my jeans,
   and pulled them down, revealing my hard on trapped in my
   own white pants. He went on his knees in front of me and
   nuzzled it with his mouth. Where did he learn all this?
    He moved down and licked my thighs just below the bulge
   of my briefs while his hand kneaded my cock and balls.
    He stroked my slim buttocks through the material, and I
   quivered with pleasure. I had never done this with anyone
   near my own age.
    Les, a friend of the family - in the 50s and 60s we
   used to call them `Uncle'- had introduced me to the
   pleasures of mutual wanking and he had also sucked my
   hard young cock since I was about nine years old - he
   too, loved to stroke and fondle my bum, and I loved to
   feel it.
    He took such joy in looking at my young body wearing
   just briefs that it had transmitted itself to me. Indeed,
   I had dug out an old pair of swimming trunks that I had
   worn when I was 11 and squeezed into them for him.
    Often in the school changing rooms I had looked
   hungrily at my mates' young bodies and hairless limbs in
   their bikini briefs and realised why Les liked it so
   much. And it was doubly difficult when the gym teacher
   occasionally made us all have a shower.
    I saw all those young cocks and longed to play with
   them as Les played with mine. I never thought of us as
   queer. Indeed Les, who was married, used to get us both
   hard often by talking of girls, and I was only attracted
   to girl-like boys with little or no pubic hair and clean
   limbs and bodies. I used to turn Les on by tucking my
   cock between my legs and pulling my pants up tight so I
   looked like a girl.
    Now I was 15 many of my classmates had body hair and
   were growing muscular body, and these had no attraction
   for me, but there were still some, like myself who had
   smooth bodies like this 13-year-old in front of me. Now
   was my chance to touch as well as look.
    I put my hands behind him on his buttocks, like Les did
   to me, and stroked them gently through his pants.
    I pulled him towards me and he rubbed his cotton-
   covered cock in my face.
    I licked round the outline of his cock and felt it
   harden even more. It straightened up and the tip stuck
   out of the top of his pants. I got him to spread his legs
   and put my hand underneath him, stroking his balls
   through the gusset of his pants.
    At the same time I leaned forward and licked the tip of
   his cock. It tasted slightly of salt and throbbed as I
   pulled the front of his pants down and took it fully into
   my mouth. It was about four or five inches long with a
   slight upturn at the end. I moved my mouth up and down on
   it and he sighed slightly and bent his knees to start
   fucking my mouth.
    I savoured every inch of it as it slid backwards and
   forwards between my lips. But I didn't want him to come
   yet, so I gently slowed him down and turned him round to
   feast my eyes on his cotton-encased backside.
    His buttocks were like two almost perfect half globes,
   with the triangle of white pants tight around them. I
   touched where the top of the thighs meet the buttocks and
   stroked upwards.
    I remembered what Les liked me to do and whispered to
   him to bend over with his legs apart. Now I could see why
   Les loved it so much! I pressed my face into his backside
   and kissed and licked him through the cotton. Then I got
   him to close his legs, still bent over and marvelled at
   the wonderful sight as the pants went into the crack of
   his arse.
    Now was the time for unveiling. I reached round and
   slowly pulled the briefs down, revealing his beautiful
   bottom in all its glory. I couldn't resist it. I had
   never done this either - I had never been with anyone so
   young - but I spread his buttocks to see his lovely
   little pink hole.
    I looked at it for a moment and it seemed to wink at
   me. Then I moved forward and thrust my tongue into it,
   licking it and his perineum with relish. He squirmed with
   delight and pushed back towards me as I reached round and
   held his cock. After some moments of this he turned and
   joined me on the bed.
    "I want to play with you, too," he whispered, and
   reached for my cock through my pants. It felt a bit like
   Les, but the touch wasn't so assured, and it thrilled me
   even more
    I kicked the jeans from my feet. He continued to play
   with my cock through my pants as he nuzzled my stomach.
   My cock grew harder, and he lifted himself up and licked
   the tip as it pushed through the leg of my pants. I
   moaned as he pushed them to one side and took as much of
   my cock as he could into his mouth and started to move up
   and down on it. As he did so, he put his hand between my
   legs and stroked that sensitive spot under the balls, and
   started to push the flimsy material into my arse.
    I wriggled and tried to impale myself on his finger.
    "You like that, don't you?" he said, and I nodded
   wordlessly.
    "Will you let me fuck you?" he asked as he stroked up
   and down the crack of my arse.
    I wasn't too sure about this, because although Les had
   often put his finger in my bum, and I had loved it, I had
   never been fucked. Also, I wasn't sure whether this
   wasn't a bit queer - perhaps an odd thought to have by
   this time!
    Then he clinched it.
    "You can do me afterwards if you like, as long as you
   take it steady. I've only been fucked once before" he
   said.
    "OK - but I've never been fucked at all," I said. "What
   do you want me to do?"
    This was a 15-year-old asking for sex advice from a 13-
   year-old, and I wondered where and when he had been
   fucked and who by.
    "Turn over, and I'll get you ready." he said.
    I quickly turned over and felt his hands travel up the
   back of my thighs to the curve of my buttocks and then
   under my pants onto my bum. He started to pull my pants
   down, always one of my favourite acts of the session, and
   revealed my own slim bum to his gaze.
    He spread my legs and stroked my backside for a moment,
   and then I felt his warm breath on my crack. He pulled my
   cheeks apart and licked up and down the crack before
   putting his tongue in my hole.
    I writhed as he gave my arse a good licking,
   lubricating it for what was to come. His cock was only
   short, but it was quite fat, and I had never had anything
   bigger than a finger up there.
    After a while he put his hands on my pelvis and
   motioned me to move up onto my knees. There was a pause
   and I felt him move off the bed for a moment. I stayed
   where I was, tingling anticipation of what we were about
   to do. It was so rude, kneeling there with my arse in the
   air!
    He was back in a moment, and I suddenly felt a cool
   pressure at my hole.
    "Don't worry, it's Vaseline," he said, as he pushed a
   finger into me. "Relax and flex as if you were going to
   fart, it makes it easier."
    I did what I was told, and his finger slid in easily.
   He pushed it in and out for a while as I relaxed even
   more and started to enjoy it. Now was the time for his
   cock, and I couldn't wait!
    He moved up behind me and I felt him rub his cock up
   and down my crack. I wriggled back against it because it
   felt so good, and all of a sudden it was at my entrance,
   and I could feel that lovely soft-hard sensation as his
   helmet pushed at me. It was painful at first.
    I flexed as I had been told, and felt the knob end slip
   past my tight outer ring. Another explosion of pain and
   then came a most wonderful feeling. Slowly, my arse
   opening up for him, he pushed firmly but gently forward,
   and I felt his lovely cock slide up me until his thighs
   were against mine. I heard him groan and he grabbed my
   pelvis and pulled me back towards him.
    Then, slowly at first, he started to speed up. There
   was still a little pain but as I got used to it I started
   to enjoy it more than anything I had ever done before.
   There I was on my hands and knees arse up in the air with
   a young boy's cock driving in and out of my hole -
   forbidden fruit!
    He reached round me to take hold of my rock-hard cock
   and rub it as he thrust into me. I was in heaven, and
   very close to coming, and so was he, judging by the noise
   he made and the speed of his thrusts up my now-yielding
   arse.
    Sure enough he suddenly gasped loudly and groaned as he
   fell forward over my back, and I felt his cock expanding
   and contracting deep inside me, as his helmet seemed to
   fill me up with spurts of come.
    That set me off, and I had the biggest orgasm I had had
   to date, spurting my young come all over the bedspread.
   He continued thrusting for a few moments as we both came
   down from our climaxes, and then we fell sideways onto
   the bed, he still curled around my backside with his hand
   on my cock.
    I knelt back for a moment and looked at him stretched
   out there in all his naked glory. The light tan on his
   body was only relieved by a triangular white patch round
   his crotch.
    I asked him how he got away with sunbathing in such
   skimpy clothes and he told me with a smile he sneaked
   into the garden in his underpants when his parents were
   out.
    "What about the neighbours," I asked.
    "The only one who can see me wouldn't tell," he said.
   "He likes to look and touch as well, if you see what I
   mean. When I sunbathe I usually get a visit from him
   afterwards."
    So that's where he got his expertise!
    "What's he like?" I asked.
    "He's OK. He's quite slim, not hairy, and he loves to
   be fucked up the arse. He'd like you, you're just his
   type."
    "Maybe we ought to meet up," I said.
    "We will - but not yet. Let's have this time on our
   own."
    With that he grabbed his cock and started to wank it
   gently, bringing it back to its full size.
    I went down him and took his cock deep into my mouth,
   licking and sucking it. I grasped his buttocks and lifted
   them up, pulling them apart and searching for his little
   hole.
    He gasped with excitement as I gently brushed it.
    "That's it," he gulped, "It's your turn."
    "Turn over then," I said, and he positively spun
   himself over.
    I spread his legs and licked again up his smooth thighs
   to his bare arse. I parted his buttocks, found his little
   pink hole, and thrust my tongue into it. His arse shot
   upwards as he gasped with pleasure. I gave him a good
   reaming, enjoying the taste and feel of this gorgeous
   little boy.
    "Fuck me," he whispered.
    "Get me ready," I replied, and lay on my back. He lay
   between my thighs and started to lick my cock and balls.
    It was my turn to moan with pleasure.
    Once I was really hard he sat astride my thighs and
   anointed my cock liberally with the Vaseline. Then he
   knelt up and lubricated his little arsehole.
    "I need plenty of this - I've only been fucked once
   before," he reminded me.
    Then he got himself astride my cock. He took it in his
   right hand and lowered himself slowly onto it. I felt his
   little pucker nibbling at the end of my cock and then
   with a determined thrust he sat further down and got the
   first couple of inches in his arse. It felt wonderful.
   Gently he pushed further down and eventually had my
   entire cock inside him. Then he started to move up and
   down, sliding faster and faster until he was gasping for
   breath and his cock was flailing wildly up and down with
   his movements. I could not take much of this and called
   out to him that I was coming.
    He slowed down and then stopped.
    He lifted himself off me and I looked at him
   quizzically.
    "Let's do it like boy and girl - I'll be the girl," he
   grinned. I wasn't sure what he meant, but then he laid on
   his back with his legs wide apart and knees high, and I
   could just his little hole, slightly dilated from the
   attention it had already received, deep in his beautiful
   crack.
    "Get between my legs and put it in me," he urged. "I'll
   guide it."
    I rolled over between his legs and moved up his body
   until my cock was between his thighs and I could feel his
   little balls.
    He put his hand down between us and took hold of my
   cock and pulled it towards his hole.
    He aimed it at dead centre, then put both his hands on
   my arse and pulled me into him.
    This time it slid in easily, and he lifted his legs
   back and up as he frantically stroked and pulled my arse.
    I lifted myself up on my arms, still pumping, and
   looked down to see the most exquisite sight - this
   beautiful young boy spreadeagled beneath me, his lovely
   young cock sticking straight up his belly and his legs
   wide apart, with my cock thrusting in and out of the
   gorgeous curves of his arse cheeks.
    This was too much for me, and I told him I was about to
   come.
    "Great," he yelled, and kept going as I emptied my
   balls into him, flapping around like a landed fish.
    As I did so his own cock jerked violently and sent a
   stream of spunk up onto his chest and belly followed by
   several smaller squirts.
    I lay next to him gently caressing his cock and thighs
   as he recovered. He laid his head on my chest and gently
   played with my pubic hair and balls.
    "When are you expecting your parents back?" I asked.
    "Not for ages," he grinned, tweaking my cock...