Date: Wed, 7 Apr 2010 13:49:21 +1000
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Gift wrapped Part 4

At some stage I awoke, with an erection.  For a moment I was confused by
the presence of a soft warm body pressed against me and I let myself adjust
to the situation.  We had done it twice earlier that evening and now I was
confused, previously I had used both boys and girls since each in their own
way had much to offer but always, there had been that distinction but
now...I just didn't know.  Carefully I reached in front and gave him a hug
pulling him closer, my erection was raging yet I didn't want to wake the
boy so confined myself to the softest of caresses, such fabulous
skin.....then I noticed, his breathing had changed.  Softly a little hand
caught hold of mine and pressed it to him, he snuggled closer with buttocks
pressed tight against my erection, I felt I was in a dream world.  Half
asleep still his hips thrust back, ever so gently yet insistent, their
sweet flesh ground up against my throbbing penis, on impulse I felt around
his front...oh yes, he was hard!  As I felt him he muttered something
incoherently and pushed back against me once more so...unable to ignore the
offer I eased back to feel for his opening, yes, still slippery from our
earlier activities so....carefully and ever so slowly, I eased myself into
him.  Still half asleep he uttered a long sigh and relaxed.  I lay there
just enjoying the sensation of being inside him, it would have been easy to
fall asleep in that position had it not been for the occasional nudge as
his hips adjusted themselves, I could tell he was enjoying the feeling of
just having me there.  So began what was probably the most relaxing fuck of
my young life, God knows how long it lasted, at some stage I recall having
cum then with arms holding him to me, must have fallen sound asleep.

Alarm seized me as I awoke, then remembering it was Saturday, I
relaxed...then once more tensed before realising where I was, most weekends
it was the same.....but the bed was empty, I blinked and slowly glanced
round, quietly fussing with something at the sink, a pair of long smooth
legs tapered down from a shortie nightie.  I stared fascinated, then
suddenly the short blond locks flicked aside and a little face peeped back
at me in a smile.

"I hope I didn't wake you.."

He came and perched on the bed, automatically my hand settled upon a thigh
and began to stroke it.  His face changed and I saw him swallow hard as he
watched what I was doing nor did he move as my fingers slid higher, I'd
awoken with the usual hard on of course and...he really was attractive

"Come back to bed...please...please..."

He seemed to hesitate then in a swift movement stood and drew the nightie
up and over his head, the gesture was totally feminine and his erect penis
did nothing to detract from the effect.  I moved over as he slid in beside
me, we lay face to face.

"Hello lover" I said

His smile was radiant then his lips pursed in a playful kiss, we lay
regarding one another...it was then that I noticed, no sign of beard or any
facial hair growth - whereas I must have looked a scruffy sight,
wonderingly I stroked his cheek as he steadily gazed back.  Of course it
wasn't long before our hands began to roam, again that sensation of silky
smooth skin, I pulled him tight against me and felt myself shudder with the
strength of my feelings, in a rush they had taken over...and he gasped for
breath.  Relaxing my hold I continued to savour the trim little body,
exploring all his private nooks and crannies, his eyes were screwed tight
shut as I progressed and then he too began to shiver..

"Do you want to...turn me round or shall we do it at front?"

"There's something I would like very much, I want to watch you
properly...you are beautiful you know, and I want you to sit, will you
sit...on me, please...so lovely...I can admire you..."

He was blushing furiously, a brief motion and his hands were anointing that
delightful entry, without fuss he threw an elegant leg across me and
settled himself poised, here he had taken over.  Proudly with head held
high he grasped hold of me and without pause, began to settle down around
my shaft, then he started to tease, he'd lift a fraction then descend, lift
again until I was almost out, tease his entry with my tip, then lower
himself. I could feel his warmth surround me as I progressed deeper,
glancing at his lithe ripe form I marvelled, how could I...fit in and so
far and into such a lovely body too?  He was having fun, there was a
naughty little smile on his face that as I began to masturbate him changed
to a round "O" of delight, I was careful for I knew that the extra
stimulation could easily tip him over the edge and I wanted to enjoy the
show for a while longer. As I lay there experiencing intense pleasure it
came to me....how often had I felt for a girl's clitoris and carefully
sought to stimulate her to orgasm as we copulated?  There was a difference,
his penis was larger but the result was the same, the position of his
opening, set further back, true but then again, I had a fondness for
buggering girls too...sure there were physiological differences but in his
case...these weren't too pronounced and as for looks, well when regarded as
either a boy or a girl, he was quite beautiful...so, what was he like as a
person?  This last thought faded as waves of pleasure took hold, I felt him
lean forward, he wanted to kiss me without pulling away, propping myself on
elbows our lips met...

"Oh darling....darling...God, oh God at last"

I couldn't work out which one of us had said it and somehow, it didn't
matter.

After, I sensed that this was a crucial moment from his perspective,
perhaps from mine too....casually, I suggested it

"Would you - like to have lunch, I mean if you have other things to do,
then after, well you might want to have a look at my place...what do you
think?"

He had been slumped across me as he recovered, now he didn't raise his head
from my chest but I felt him nod, and then the warmth of gentle
tears....and the lovely creature said nothing.  Nor was it necessary, as I
caressed his bright locks and savoured their silky texture, it seemed
possible that...just perhaps, things could work themselves out - somehow,
strange as it seemed...though less strange by the hour...why not?  Slowly
does it, we'd take out time without pressure on either...and, I rather
liked him, liked him him quite a bit...already but let's see how we go,
that sex thing aside?