Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2009 18:29:09 -0800 (PST) From: Sebastian Fforde <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: Tanner's Talent Chapter 7 Tanner's Talent Copyright 2009 Sebastian Fforde (MB, teen, oral, anal, wheat flour) This story is completely fiction. Well, most of it is, anyway. If you aren't interested in reading the kind of sexually explicit stories you might find on Nifty, then you can stop right now. But if you ARE interested, then read on. This story is written especially for Aiden. Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin. Chapter 7 *** Tanner called me up. "The cat's away," he giggled. "So the mice should play!" "Where'd your mom go?" I asked. "To her book club meeting," Tanner replied. "But you gotta hurry! We don't have much time!" I did have some tentative plans with friends that night, but I decided to cancel them. It was difficult for me and Tanner to find private time together, so when I had an opportunity to be with him, I seized it. I quickly hopped into my car and drove over to Tanner's house. When Tanner opened the door, he was holding a five pound bag of flour. The bag had one of his cute cartoon boy faces drawn on it. "Oh, hi, Sebastian. Come in." "Oh, hi, Tanner." Then I looked down at the bag of flour in Tanner's arms. "What are you gonna do, bake some cookies?" "No," Tanner replied, clutching the bag of flour protectively. "This is my school project!" "School project?" I laughed. "What the hell are they teaching you in school these days, Tanner?" "It's my flour baby!" he exclaimed. "Don't give me that funny look, Sebastian, I'm serious! It's for my sex education class!" "So what exactly are you learning in sex education that I haven't already taught you?" I laughed as Tanner led me inside. Tanner rolled his eyes. "Well, we've learned a lot about abstinence already. Now we're supposed to learn about responsibility. We haven't actually gotten around to learning about the sex stuff yet. So I gotta pretend this thing is a real baby and take care of it for three weeks." "That sounds really lame," I said. "Tell me about it!" Tanner groaned. "And I don't understand why I have to do it! I mean, it's not like I plan on getting anyone pregnant any time soon!" I couldn't resist teasing him. "You know, Tanner, for some reason I really feel the urge to bake some chocolate chip cookies right now. Doesn't that sound fun? Don't you just love smell of fresh baked cookies in the air? Doesn't that sound good, Tanner?" I playfully reached for the bag of flour in Tanner's arms. He squealed and giggled as I pounced on him, pulling him down onto the carpet. He held the flour baby tightly as I tickled him and tried to pry it out of his arms. As I wrestled him to the ground he was panting heavily, gasping. I had him on his back and I was on top of him. His hair was all messed up and he was smiling broadly. Gently, I took his glasses off before I went in for the first kiss. Tanner was out of breath from giggling as he tried to keep me away from the flour baby. He was curled up in a fetal position, clutching the flour baby tightly. I gently began kissing his neck until he rolled over on his back and let me start to kiss him on his lips. He began kissing me back hungrily. But he still wouldn't let go of the flour baby. "Tanner, would you please put the fucking thing down!" I begged him. "Just for a minute?" "I can't let anything happen to it!" he whined. I knew Tanner wasn't being totally serious – I could tell that he was just goofing around. But I was beginning to think that he was carrying it a bit too far. "Tanner, this is ridiculous!" I laughed. "Just put the flour baby down somewhere, anywhere, for now." I started kissing him again. As I kissed him, he was still breathing heavily. I could feel his warm breath on my face as I approached. The kiss was noisy with the sound of our smacking lips and his gentle moans. Tanner's eyes were half-closed. He looked intoxicated with pleasure. I loved the warm, wet feeling of my tongue in his willing mouth, gently exploring inside and pressing against his teeth. I pulled away slightly, kissing him gently on the lips. Then I kissed his chin. He tilted his head back so I could plant a line of kisses down his neck, giving him little love nips like a vampire. This made him gasp some more. Finally, he began to relax and I was able to pry the flour baby out of his arms and put it on the carpet next to us. I struggled to get his t-shirt off. He lifted his arms for me and I pulled it over his head and tossed it onto a chair. He was still holding his arms up, so I held him by the wrists and gently pushed him back onto the floor. I began gently licking the underside of his arms, going back and forth from one arm to the other, slowly moving down to his armpits. I could tell he was a bit ticklish there, and my licking was making him squirm with delight. I then began sniffing and licking his armpits, enjoying the musky teen boy odor. "You like that, don't you? Gives you tingles?" "Tingles!" he gasped, squirming even more. "You want more?" "Yes! Please! Oh!" I spent a good deal of time licking the boy's armpits before moving to his nipples. This made him squirm even more and buck up a little. His nipples were getting hard. I could tell they were very sensitive. "Bite my nipples!" he begged. "Bite bite bite!" I began nipping gently at his nipples. My boy was going wild! I didn't want to spend too much time on his nipples because there was so much more of him to lick and taste. My tongue followed a line down the middle of Tanner's chest, down, down, down to his navel. I wiggled my tongue in his slightly funky belly button for a little bit. He was ticklish there, too. He started giggling and his diaphragm began to quiver excitedly as my tongue kept exploring his navel. Then my tongue began to follow a line down further. I gently began kissing his hard cock through his jeans. It was inevitable that Tanner would stop me at that point. "Let's go to my room, Sebastian. I've got my sketchpad and charcoal in there." Tanner picked up his flour baby and got up. I followed him to his room. He started looking around for a place to put his flour baby. "Where do you think it'll be safe?" I asked him. "I dunno," he said. "But I couldn't leave it on the floor out there. The cat's bound to rip it open." "I didn't know you had a cat," I said. "My mom just got him," Tanner explained. "He's a stupid cat. He gets into everything." He looked around his bedroom for a place to put the flour baby. "Why don't you just put it on the floor over there, and then close the door so the cat can't get in?" I suggested. "Cuz I don't know where the cat is. For all I know he can be hiding in my room somewhere." Tanner continued to look around his room. "I know, I'll put it here," he said, reaching up to put the flour baby on a rickety shelf on his wall, right above his bed. The shelf was tiny and the flour baby seemed rather precariously balanced. I decided not to comment because I knew that if I said anything, Tanner would have spent another twenty minutes fretting about where to put the flour baby. "Now for the drawing!" Tanner grinned. Tanner grabbed his sketchpad and charcoal and sat down in a chair. "I got an idea," I told Tanner. "Why don't you do some action drawings?" "Like what?" I got on my knees before Tanner. "Like me sucking your cock," I said. "Some nice detail studies, artist and model." "Ooh, that's a good idea!" Tanner exclaimed as I began kissing and rubbing his crotch. I could feel his cock twitching and throbbing through his jeans. I knew my boy was about to explode. Quickly I undid his zipper to reveal his beautiful, thick cock. He reached down and pulled his pants and boxers down a bit so I could have better access to his cock and balls. I could tell that Tanner found it awkward to be drawing while I was blowing him. He had to hold his pad up high because he couldn't rest it in his lap. Still, he tried valiantly to draw a portrait of me with his cock in my mouth. After a few minutes, Tanner gave up, tossed the pad aside and began to relax and enjoy his blowjob. I stroked Tanner's sides gently, finally resting my hands on his hips. My hands continued down, parting his thighs. I put my mouth between his legs and began to kiss and lick and tease the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. This was making him twitch even more. I heard him gasp with pleasure. By now, I was seeing the hunger in his half-closed eyes. He needed it, and he wanted it badly. Then I began to lick a line up the underside of Tanner's shaft. I knew he loved the way I ran the tip of my tongue around the outside edge of his cock head. I began to kiss the sensitive area right underneath the head, right behind the slit. I gently started nibbling it just a bit. Now Tanner's hips were thrusting like a bucking bronco. I wrapped my lips over the head and began to swirl my tongue across the surface of the boy's cock head. More gasps of pleasure from Tanner. I slowly slid my lips further down his shaft. "Sebastian, I wanna fuck you!" Tanner moaned. "Shit, Tanner, I don't know if I'm ready for that!" I exclaimed. "Your cock is huge!" "You get to fuck me all the time!" Tanner whined. "I wanna try fucking you now!" I was hesitant. "Well, I guess we can," I said. "But only if you take it really slow and be very gentle with me." "I promise!" Tanner said. "Let's get on the bed!" After some negotiation, we decided that Tanner was going to fuck me doggie style. I had actually prepared and brought lube that time, so we didn't have to fool around with the I Can't Believe It's Not Butter. I lubed my hole up in preparation for Tanner's entry and then I handed the lube to him. I got into fuck-ready position on the bed. He quickly smeared some lube on his massive cock and put the tip of it against my opening. He rested it there, not attempting any penetration at first. I became impatient, wanting him inside me. I figured I might as well get the pain over and done with as soon as possible. I wiggled my ass a bit and moved my hole down onto his dick head. The head went in. Even though I had opened myself with my fingers, I felt a sharp stab of pain in my ass. "Yow, Tanner! That hurt!" "Don't worry," Tanner lectured me. "It only hurts the first time. I know that from experience!" "Oh yeah?" I laughed. "And who gave you your first experience?" "You did. Now it's my turn for some fun!" he said as he slowly pushed his cock deeper into my hole, which was getting stretched to maximum capacity. I felt myself clamping up on his cock head and was ready to pull back when he said to me, "Just relax, Sebastian. I promised I'd take it slow. After all, you were very gentle with me my first time." I felt his cock move deeper into me, opening and stretching my hole. It didn't hurt so much anymore. I wiggled again and my ass swallowed some more of his cock. It was starting to feel good. We worked at this a bit - him pushing in and me pushing back. Before too long, I felt his pubes against my ass. He was all the way in. We had done it. "How's that feel, Sebastian?" he asked. "I think I can handle it, Tanner. It feels good to finally have you inside me," I answered. "Well, if you think it feels good now, wait until I do this," he replied. With that, he began to withdraw from my hole. He pulled back until just the head was in my ass and then slowly pushed in again. I felt his cock slide over my prostate and I began to moan and whimper. It felt really good! He did it again, sending jolts of electricity through my body. "Damn, Tanner! That's awesome! Do it some more," I begged him. "I learned that trick from you! You're a good teacher!" he laughed. He began to stroke his cock in and out of my hole. Each time he penetrated, his cock went over my prostate again, and each time that happened I groaned in pleasure. Tanner began to thrust in and out a bit harder. I felt his crotch slap into my ass. It felt good. It felt wonderful. I wanted more. "Fuck me, Tanner. Fuck me good!" I hollered as I began jacking myself off. Tanner crouched down some and began to fuck up into my ass. That change in angle made it so that his cock head stabbed my prostate hard each time he thrust in. The hard thrusts made me want it harder. If this was good, harder must be better. "Give it to me, Tanner. Fuck me good!" I coached him. Tanner didn't need any further encouragement. During the fucking, our position had gradually changed so that I was pressed up against the head of the bed, with my face shoved in the pillows. Right above us was the shelf with the flour baby on it. Tanner was fucking me harder and harder, and the bed was starting to shake. Sweat was dripping down his forehead and onto me. My own cock was as hard as a rock. With Tanner's huge cock inside me, I'd never felt so overloaded in my life. In and out his cock went. Hard and harder he thrust. Each time he went in to the hilt, he was fucking me so hard that my ass moved up in the air a few inches. The bed was practically shaking. I was in sensory overload. It was hurting again, but it hurt so good. My ass was aching from Tanner's giant cock. Here was my high school boyfriend fucking his college lover. His nine inches of cock now buried inside my hole. He'd rest inside me for just a bit, and then withdraw his whole cock out of me. "Tanner, I'm about to cum," I hollered at him. "Cum inside me now!" "Uh, okay. I'll see what I can do!" Tanner replied, sounding like he was a bit overwhelmed. That just struck me as the funniest response I could have gotten from him in the heat of passion, but it was also a very typical clueless Tanner remark. I couldn't help laughing. It took me about thirty more seconds before I once again shot my load onto Grandma Harris's patchwork quilt. A few seconds later, I heard Tanner gasp and felt the spurts of his cum filling my ass. I could tell Tanner's orgasm was intense. I could feel his hands clutching tightly at my waist as he thrust into me. He started bucking wildly. Then the inevitable happened – he lurched forward and smacked his head into the shelf. The flour baby toppled off of the shelf and fell onto Tanner's bedpost. "Oh no!" Tanner gasped as the flour bag burst open, sending a large white cloud of flour into the air. When the dust settled, Tanner was we were both white as ghosts. Flour was in our hair, on our faces, and all over our bodies. I couldn't help but giggle a little. Tanner pulled his cock out of me and we both started dusting each other off. "What's gonna happen to you if you tell your teacher that you killed your flour baby?" I asked, helping him gather up the remains of the bag. It was still mostly full, but it had been ripped open beyond repair. "I'm gonna fail sex education! That's what!" Tanner moaned. "Aw, don't worry about that!" I reassured him. I'll drive you to the supermarket and get you a new bag of flour. You can draw another face on it and your teacher will never know the difference." "Yeah, I guess you're right," Tanner shrugged. He looked around, surveying the mess. "We might as well bake those cookies after all." "Sounds good to me," I said, taking Tanner into my arms and kissing his floury face. "How did I do, Sebastian?" Tanner asked "I'm pretty impressed," I told him. "You sure learn quickly!" Then he gave me a sly smile. "I guess I shouldn't worry about failing sex education when I have such a good teacher!" To Be Continued *** Are you enjoying Tanner's Talent? I hope you are. If you like, you can check out my other stories on Nifty: Kai and the Ghost Boy in the Sci-FI/Fantasy section, Jonathan Casts a Spell in the High School section, Where's Willy? in the Encounters section, Smelly Sneakers for Skyler in the Young Friends section and Skyler Gives a Foot Rub in the Adult/Youth section, and Movie Theater Blowjob in the Adult/Youth section. If you want to get to know me a little better, feel free to email or chat with me, or check out my MySpace page, which is http://www.myspace.com/sebastianfforde. My Yahoo ID is sebastianfforde.