Date: Wed, 2 Feb 2011 20:20:03 -0500 From: wild wing <email@example.com> Subject: THE BOY DOWNSTAIRS - 5 By morning my normal thinking process had returned. I decided to pull back once more. I was acting crazy and who knows where that could have lead to. I needed time to contemplate. I thought I might even end the association then and there but in my heart I knew better. I was about to make two errors in judgement at this time. First as a boy lover it didn't take much to get the juices stirring. One suggestive move or a glimpse of naked flesh was enough to push me down that slippery slope that lead from reason to animal lust. Second I underestimated Randy. Not that he hadn't warned me. Right in front of me he told Nathan what his desires with me were. I dismissed them. I reasoned that with his age and inexperience and my superior intelligence I could control any situation he presented. Wrong! Not that Randy was subtle. Hos methods could best be described as a full bore frontal attack but it was to prove effective. It began innocently enough. I had told Randy that I needed a week or so to myself. Now some five days or so after the last encounter I had decided to curl up on the couch and bury my nose in a good book. About ten o'clock i was contemplating retiring for the night when I heard a rap at my door. Knowing the lock was secure I chose to ignore it. The raps continued, louder now and with more persistence. When I heard my name being called I was fearful his parents might hear and so was stirred to action. Opening the door just enough to acknowledge his presence I explained. "Randy I'm about to go to bed. What's the problem?" "I just gotta come in!" Randy replied. "Mom's screaming at me for being in the way all the time and Dad's drunk again. They wanna screw and they don't want me around." I asked, "What's wrong with going over to Nathans to sleep?" "Ah, he's grounded for a week. He got caught stealing money from his old lady's purse." I contemplated the possibilities but as usual, the softy that I was, i decided that a few minutes with him to talk out his problems wouldn't hurt. "I'm not promising you are going to stay," I told him, "But come on up and we'll try to find a solution for you." Randy was really upset. I'd never seen him cry before and that's what he did as he sat in my chair. I decided a little food might help. Moments later I handed him a warm bowl of chile. He wiped away some tears with his sleeve and accepted my offering. "I hate my home," he muttered. "Dad's always drunk and mom's crazy and we got no room to do anything in our place except to get in each others way." Sometimes it's best not to comment. I decided to let him talk himself out. Apparently school when he went, was hell too. Randy admitted he was a year behind and the other kids called him dummy. To hear Randy tell it the only solace in his life was Nathan's company and now for at least a week that was taken away too. I truly felt sorry for him. I made another concession. "Randy I really was about to go to bed. But I tell you what. I'll get a pillow and some blankets. You can sleep on the couch. When you think your parents are asleep you can leave and go back downstairs. Okay?" "That would be great," he smiled. "Thank you." I was impressed. I didn't know that thank you was in his vocabulary. I really had no intention of a sexual liaison and I felt my offer was reasonable. I prepared for bed and I expected Randy to do likewise. Returning from the linen closet with his blankets I found he had already put everything but his underwear in a disorderly pile on the floor beside his chair. I stripped to my own underpants, climbed into bed, turned on the nightlight and picked up my book. Minutes later I glanced up to see Randy was still in my chair. There was enough light to see he had discarded his last vestige of clothing. Gripping an obvious erection he was slowly moving his hand up and down. I tried to ignore him but I found my eyes drifting more and more from the pages of the book to the naked form before me. I told myself not to get involved but I could feel my member becoming rock hard and I looked him over once more. "Aren't you going to bed?" I mumbled. He smiled, continued to slowly but deliberately move his foreskin up and down and responded, "I usually jack off about this time of night," "Well you don't need to change your habits on my account," I suggested. "Why don't you go to the bathroom and finish there?" He ignored me jutting out his hips even more as if making sure I could see everything. I put the book down and began to stare full time. I could feel my excitement build. Randy was in no hurry. He had a plan and I was falling right in. "I don't care if you watch," he smiled, "My dad watches me jerk off all the time. He's got a big one but it's not as big as yours." "How do you know that?" I demanded, catching him. "Oh.........I just know. That's all. I'm pretty smart about sex stuff." There was a long moment of silence as Randy continued to abuse himself. I continued to get hotter. "Why don't you jerk off too Mr. Pitowski. I don't mind." At that moment I lost it. I entered a sexual trance. Without hardly being aware of my actions I got out of bed and wandered over to him. I stood over him and watched. Randy smiled and removed his hand giving me full visual access to his prized possession. His organ pulsed in time with his heart. "Do you like what you see?" he purred. "It's beautiful," I said truthfully. "Really?" Randy replied, "I wish it was bigger." "No," I responded, "I like it just the way it is. It is perfect!" With that, caution went completely by the wayside. I picked him up wrapping my arms under his legs and back and carried him to my bed and threw him gently onto my mattress. "Oh wow," Randy cried, "I like this." He placed his hand behind his head and rested on the pillow. He spread his legs apart allowing me total freedom to fulfill what ever sexual adventures I had in mind. I manipulated his soft gonads with one hand. With the other I moved my fingers lightly up and down his appendage. The width of the shaft while not that long was quite substantial in width for a boy so young. The circumcision scar was inconsequential and reflected the skill of the surgeon. His glans flared out forming a perfect helmet. I also noticed a small handful of dark hair at the base of his cock and I ran a finger lightly through them. I was totally engrossed. "It's beautiful," I repeated simply. "I would really like it if you could suck it," Randy grinned. At this point Randy was controlling me, completely. Without hesitation I reached down and took him in completely. I wrapped my tongue around his cock head and began to massage the smooth hard flesh. "Oh shit.....oh shit," Randy quietly murmured. "That feels fucking awesome!" In my sex crazed state there was no stopping me now. I was enjoying every morsel of him and was looking forward to an eruption. "God damn......ohhhhh," he moaned. He closed his eyes and went quite tense. I felt a spurt strike the back of my mouth followed quickly by two more. The taste was delectable and I savoured every drop. Massaging more gently now I tried to urge out one more drop for good measure. Randy was beside himself with pleasure. "That was way way better ten when Nathan does it," he exalted. "I gather that means you enjoyed it then," I teased. "Well yeah!..... Of course. It was the greatest." Then looking at me as if he were in command now added, "I would really like it if you could suck me off again later before I go home." He surprised me with this statement for I'd forgotten how active a thirteen year old could be. I lay down on the bed beside him. "Whoa, hold on," I suggested. "That's enough for now. Let's get some rest for a couple of hours. Then you can go back downstairs." Randy had other ideas. Although he had just got his rocks off his sexual passion seemed unabated. In a determined tone he said, "I wanna see yours now!" Randy without further invitation immediately sat up and reaching over slipped a hand into my underpants. I felt his fingers wrap themselves around my hard steel. I was still so aroused I had no intention of stopping him. He was free to do his pleasing. In fact I assisted him by lifting my buttocks and lowering my underpants. Wrapping both hands around it he declared, "Christ what a monster. I don't believe this. I never knew they come so big!" He got up close and personal. At one point I thought he was going to try and emulate my blow job. Instead he examined every square inch of it as if trying to commit it to memory. He rolled it around in his fingers and pumped it a couple of times. He lifted it slowly as if he were weighing it. He fingered every surface and examined every crevice. "You had a circumcision too huh?" he commented. "No," I corrected, "I didn't. Some people like me have a bare cock head naturally without ever having a circumcision." "It's about twelve inches long huh?" Exaggerating a little I corrected him again. "It's almost ten inches Randy. There are a few people who even have longer ones." Randy went back to running his fingers all over it. "This is plenty big enough for me." he concluded. He stared mesmerized another minute or so before stating, "I want to see you spurt." With that he suddenly took a firm one handed grip a couple of inches below the glans and began to vigorously jerk me off. He furrowed his brow and concentrated on his goal. I tried to hold off for a little while but a quick conclusion was inevitable. I exploded with a gush of thick white cream that rolled down my shaft and over the back of Randy's hand. He ignored the cream and kept pumping. I closed my eyes and cried out, "That's enough Randy. You got me." Grinning from ear to ear Randy exclaimed, "You make a lot more than me and it's a lot whiter too." Then he astounded me by adding, "Now I want to watch while you suck me off again!" With my juices now spent I'd frankly had enough for one night. I looked him in the eye and using tne need for sleep as an excuse I begged off any more activity. I then added, "Randy what happened tonight has to stay our secret for ever and ever. Right?" He gave me that 'How stupid do you think I am?' look and then concluded, "Okay but we're going to do it again in the morning. Right?" Oh God I thought, I"ve let an elephant out of the cupboard. In the end the two of us slept the night naked together. As I dozed off I was aware of his head on my chest and his hand resting on my semi erect organ.