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Archive name: alex4.txt (mm, coming of age story)
Authors name: Mitchell Knight (Anonymous)
Story title : Alex Grows Up
PART 4 of 7
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A couple of weeks went by before I got a call from
the Wallace's to baby-sit. I was going crazy
waiting for them to call again. I couldn't get my
encounter with Steve out of my mind. Every time I
would masturbate I would think about him and what
we had done together. Of course I would have his
picture out to look at to fuel my fantasy.
Sometimes when I masturbated now I would stick a
finger up my ass to stimulate myself that way. I
was so glad that Steve had shown me that new
delight. It didn't hurt any more, and I pushed my
finger as far in a sit would go while I
masturbated. I had some pretty amazing orgasms
doing this, but none of them matched the one Steve
had given me.
In the showers at school I would still look at the
others boys, but none of them could really measure
up to the object of my desire. They all had that
thick patch of pubic hair. None of them were daring
enough to trim it. Their cocks just didn't measure
up to Steve's either. He stood alone compared to
these boys.
Often though I would find myself staring at certain
boys in the shower with black or dark hair and
build their proportions into Steve's, but this
became a dangerous use of my imagination. This
would always lead to a stiffening of my cock which
would have been embarrassing in those surroundings,
so I would quickly turn away from whatever guy I
was looking at.
Toward the end of my second week without Steve, my
fantasies took a turn to the outrageous. I was
staring at Steve's picture and heartily stroking
myself with a finger buried deep in my anus when my
encounter with Nick sprang to mind. This led to my
picturing Nick, Steve, and I together in the master
bedroom.
I pictured all three of us on the bed naked and
sucking on each other. I saw myself sticking my
pinkie up Nick's asshole--he was the one I was
sucking--and watching Nick suck on his father's
large erection. I came, excited and worried about
this image. My cum spurted up onto my chest and
onto my hand. So involved had I become with the
fantasy, I hadn't grabbed a tissue in time to catch
the semen.
As I was cleaning up, I thought about the direction
this latest fantasy had taken me. I wondered
whether it was wrong for me to get excited about
seeing a father and son have sex. The phone rang
and interrupted these thoughts.
I put away the picture and began to get dressed
when my mom knocked on the door.
"What?" I called.
"It's Mrs. Wallace on the phone," my mother called
through the door. "She wants to know if you can
baby-sit Saturday night."
The word 'yes' flew out of my mouth almost before
she even finished the sentence. Yes, I had to
return to that house for some more excitement. Two
weeks was far too long for me to wait to see Steve.
The two days I had to wait were almost unbearable,
but I kept on telling myself that I had waited two
weeks already, I could wait a little longer. During
those two days I abstained from any masturbating,
but it was difficult. I wanted to wait until I was
back in that house because there was that chance
that I would have sex. I knew that with Mrs.
Wallace around, there was only a slim chance of
getting together with Steve, but there was always
that tape that I could masturbate to, and there was
also Nick. He was a poor substitute for his father,
but he was still better than doing it by myself.
Saturday night finally arrived, and I hurried over
to their house. Steve greeted me at the door. Mrs.
Wallace entered the entryway right after I got
there.
"Hello, Alex," she said as Steve took my coat.
"Hi," I answered. I kept in check the surprising
amount of dislike I suddenly felt for her. If it
wasn't for her, Steve and I wouldn't have had any
problem having sex that night. As it stood right
now, I didn't see any possible way that we could,
but I still hoped that maybe Steve had some plan.
"We'll be back around 1 or 2, like usual," Mrs.
Wallace began to explain. "Nick's friend Chris is
here, and he can sleep over, but if they misbehave,
just send him home."
I nodded. I wished Steve were explaining this. I
loved to hear his deep, husky voice.
They left after the regular string of instructions.
I joined the boys as they watched TV. After the
first show got over, they both got up.
"We're going to go play upstairs," Nick explained
to me.
"Okay," I said.
They left the room and trotted upstairs. I decided
to watch the next sitcom, but I got up and went
into the kitchen for a soda. While I was out there,
I heard the sound of water being run upstairs. I
wondered what they could possibly being doing.
Concerned that they might be up to something that I
could get in trouble for, I went upstairs to
investigate.
The sounds were coming from behind the bathroom
door. It sounded like someone was drawing water for
a bath. I put my ear up against the door to see if
I could hear what was going on.
"Can you shoot?" I heard Nick ask.
"Yeah," Chris answered.
"You don't have any hair though," Nick observed.
"No, but I can still shoot. I'll show you. I just
rub my dick when I'm taking a bath and it comes
out. It's kind of sticky," Chris said.
"Yeah, I know," Nick said.
"How do you know? You can't do it yet."
"No, but--"
At this point I tried the knob on the door, and
finding it unlocked, I opened the door.
"What are you guys doing in here?" I asked,
feigning surprise.
Both boys tried to cover up their erections, and
started blushing at the embarrassment at having
been caught. I got a good look at Chris though, and
I noticed that he was really cute. He had blond
hair and light blue eyes. He had a very trim, husky
build. I think that he was twelve or thirteen. I
decided on twelve since he didn't have any pubic
hair, but I could have been wrong. He had a shorter
penis than Nick's. It was only about three inches
long, and very thin.
"Nothin'," Nick answered in that way kids have of
denying everything even when it's obvious what was
going on.
"Can I do nothin' with you?" I asked, smiling. I
felt my erection penis began to stiffen in my
pants.
Nick brightened. "Yeah." He turned to Chris and
said, "It's okay. Alex is really cool. He showed me
something neat."
I calmly started to undress, feeling very confident
that this situation wouldn't lead to any problems
for me. Chris seemed as interested in watching me
take off my clothes as Nick was.
Once I was naked, I wasn't quite sure what to do.
Before it had been either Steve or Nick who had
really guided the sexual encounter for the most
part. It seemed as if I had put myself in the
dominant role in this situation. Now I had to
figure out where I was going to take this.
"You have cum?" I asked Chris.
He nodded.
"Let's get in the tub together and then I'll show
you something that feels really good," I suggested.
Nick hopped in immediately, and then Chris and I
followed. I sat down in the warm water against the
end of the tub. I had Chris stand before me and
Nick sat on the edge of the tub watching us. Chris'
stature was perfect for me to reach his penis while
I sat.
I took the thin three-incher in my mouth. It fit
quite comfortably. I felt his balls and noticed
that these were bigger than Nick's even if his cock
wasn't. I pulled back slowly on his erection
keeping my lips firmly clamped on the smooth flesh
of his penis.
Bringing my lips to the tip of his erection, I slid
my tongue around the top of his penis a few times
like Steve had done to me.
"Doesn't it feel good?" Nick asked his friend.
"Yeah," Chris mumbled, caught up in the new,
delightful sensations.
"Alex did that to me before," Nick bragged.
I ignored their idle chatter as I concentrated on
making the boy come. I slid my mouth slowly down
the length of his cock once again, and then came
back up. I began to pick up the pace of the
blowjob, and Chris got into it, bringing his hips
forward to meet my mouth as I slid to the base of
his erection.
He leaned forward a little bit just as I felt his
body begin to tense up with the onslaught of his
climax. He put his hands on my shoulders and rested
his weight against me as the first spurt of semen
shot into my mouth.
"Ahhhh," he groaned in release.
After a couple more spurts, he slumped against me.
I drew him into my lap and he rested his head
against my shoulder.
"You ate his stuff?" Nick asked, his face screwed
up in disgust.
"Yeah," I answered.
"Did it taste good?" he asked.
"It tasted very good," I answered.
"What does it taste like?"
I just chuckled. "I can't really describe it. You
have to try it for yourself to find out."
"I want to eat yours," Nick said.
"Okay," I answered.
Chris got up and took Nick's place on the edge of
the tub. I stood up and Nick knelt before
me in the water. He opened his mouth and fed the
glans of my limp penis into it. At the first touch
of his lips and the inside of his hot little mouth,
I became erect.
I had to admire the kid. He did his best to take as
much of my erection as he could, but he was too
small. He just couldn't take it all. His mouth felt
really great on my dick though. He began to imitate
the motion of the blowjob, bobbing up and down the
length of my dick. It felt good, but not good
enough to get me off.
I suggested he increase the tempo, but even that
didn't really work. He just didn't have the
experience and knowledge of his father. I gently
lifted his head from my cock after a few minutes of
the blowjob.
"It's just not going to work. Here, I'll jerk off
and then you can eat what comes out," I said.
"I'll stand right here and catch it," Nick said.
"I want to catch some too," Chris said. "I want to
taste it."
He got up and stood by Nick's side in the water.
The idea of shooting my cum all over these two boys
was really getting me excited. This was going to
turn out better than if I had come in Nick's mouth.
I lathered my cock up with the soap and then
steadily began to stroke myself. Jacking off for my
enraptured audience brought out the showman in me.
I started off slow so as to build the sense of
anticipation. I ran my hand around the head of my
erection and then brought it slowly down the shaft.
Grabbing it in my first, I began to slide the loose
skin up and down the length of the shaft. With my
other hand, I poked a finger slowly up my anus and
thrust this in and out. Both hands began to pick up
speed so that my stroking grew faster as my finger
went in faster and deeper.
The pressure in my groin began to build until
finally I passed the breaking point. As I came,
shooting a huge load built up over two days, I took
aim. I tried to spray equal globs of my sticky
white semen over both boys.
Once I finished, I collapsed into the tub, sitting
down in the water to flush away the soapsuds. I
watched as Nick eagerly wiped off a thick glob of
cum from his chest and brought it to his mouth to
taste. Chris took a more tentative approach. He
watched as his friend ate it, before he cautiously
tried it himself.
"It's good," Nick told me, wiping some more off his
body and bringing it to his mouth.
"Okay, you guys, get cleaned up. I'm going to go
back down stairs," I said.
I had gotten my rocks off so most of the excitement
with being with the two kids had left me. I got out
of the tub and dried off while they began to wash.
I got dressed and left them.
Watching TV kept me entertained for the next couple
of hours. I went upstairs once to check and make
sure the boys were in bed before I came back
downstairs. I was starting to feel horny again, so
I decided I would take out the tape and watch that
and then maybe masturbate again.
When I opened the box I found another note on top
of the tape.
Alex,
Sorry, tonight just won't work out. (The wife and
all you know) Don't worry, we'll get back together
again soon if you want to. Here's another picture
for you to keep. Watch the video again if you want.
I look forward to our next time.
Steve
The picture was of him. It must have been taken
about the same time as the last one. His tan body
was all oiled up, but in this one he was rubbing
newly expelled semen from his cock all over his
chest. I could see a drop of cum hanging from his
thick cock and cum on his hands and chest as he
rubbed it in.
'Next time,' I told myself.
I watched the tape and did end up masturbating as I
fantasized about what the next time would be like.
Continued in part 5
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