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Young Boys' Fun
by KWED (kwed1948@yahoo.com)
***
A very curious ten-year old boy convinces his 15-year-
old male sitter to teach him everything he knows about
sex. (m-teen/b, 1st-gay-expr, ped, 1st, mast, oral,
anal)
***
I have always liked cock, especially boy cock. In my
mid-teens, when my buddies abandoned mutual penis play
in favor of the "real thing", I was still inescapably
obsessed with it. But because they didn't want to play
any more, I tried my best to be "normal" and emulate
them, taking on my first steady girlfriend. She did
excite me tremendously, but I just couldn't get past
second base.
Besides, not knowing what she had to offer left me
obsessing about familiar things -- cocks! Now since I
wasn't getting any pussy, and I had been forced to give
up dicks, I found myself open to any sexual attention
of any kind from anyone. Endless masturbation, seven or
eight times a day, only took the edge off my horniness,
never satisfying me. That's when an aggressive ten-
year-old neighborhood boy, anxious to learn about sex,
started to make advances. I was a willing, easy target.
Jeff was a cute blond with shoulder length straight
hair cut in a pageboy. Some of the bullies at school
teased him about it, calling him "girlie", "sissy", and
the like; but he didn't seem to mind. It's the way mom
wanted him to wear it, so he did. His eyes were deep
ocean blue laced with long, dark lashes and matching
eyebrows that contrasted with the rest of his hair.
His smile just melted me. It was wide, formed by full
lips and his new, permanent teeth, characteristically
large for his mouth. Similarly, his feet seemed just a
bit oversized, like most kids his age. He stood about
four foot three and probably weighed in at about eighty
pounds. His skin was absolutely flawless except for the
light freckling over his nose and cheeks. In short, he
was a very, very pretty boy. To top it off, I found he
had a burning desire to learn everything that could be
known about sex.
I babysat him and his twelve-year-old sister on many
occasions. She was a studious, bookworm type who minded
her own business -- easy to watch. But Jeff demanded
constant attention. I often found myself wrestling with
him and rolling around on the floor just to entertain
him. He never seemed to tire of it, even when I tickled
him until he cried. During these sessions, he
frequently grabbed me where he shouldn't, but almost
always let go immediately, leading me to wonder if his
moves were simply innocent accidents.
As we played like this one babysitting evening while
his sister was out on a sleepover, Jeff used every
opportunity to press some part of his body into my
crotch, apparently in search of details for what lied
beneath the faded denim material. His actions became
increasingly bold, and blatantly intentional. I
probably could have stopped him, but remembered my own
burning curiosity as a younger boy.
For both our sakes, I hoped he would persist until he
got what he wanted, but I dared not take the lead just
in case I was somehow misreading him. At his age, I
would have given anything to see what a fifteen-year-
old had between his legs. I knew Jeff had those same
intense desires, so I let him cop a feel and encouraged
him with quick, "accidental" caresses of his stuff. As
we rolled on the floor, Jeff brazenly grabbed a handful
of balls and squeezed. I laughed at first, but as the
pressure increased, I laid still and screamed out,
"Ahhhhhh! Not so hard!" but didn't tell him to let go
or stop. Jeff took this as permission to continue.
He immediately moved our grab-ass game to the next
level, pinning me down by sitting on my chest, facing
south. Instantaneously, my belt buckle was opened. It
was so quick I didn't realize it until he nervously
fumbled with the buttons that lied below. His hands
were shaking with excitement as he worked down the
line, opening each of the brass buttons on my 501's
until all six were undone.
"OK, Jeff. Maybe we better quit this now." I suggested,
pretending I was helpless to move under the small boy's
weight. But Jeff, sensing my insincerity, ignored the
request, placing his hand on the blue nylon bikini
briefs covering my erection. "Jeff! We can't do this.
What if we get caught?" I protested.
He stopped for just a moment. "We won't. I won't tell
anyone if that's what you think. I promise!" He put
both thumbs under the waistband of my underpants,
lifted it over my erection and hooked it under my
balls. "Wow!" he gasped, looking at my steel-hard
boner. He wrapped a fist around the base and lifted it,
then tried to encircle the rest of it with the other
hand. "Wow! I need a third hand just to hold this
thing!"
I was enjoying the thrill evident in his voice, and
wanted to continue this game. But fear of being labeled
a "fagot perverted child molester" if we got caught
really scared me. I knew that's what my dad would call
me if he ever found out, and I shuttered to think what
Jeff's parents would say or do. "You sure you want to
do this -- and you won't tell anyone -- not even your
best friend -- ever?" I asked.
"I promise. Really. I'll never tell anyone -- never.
Just show me. Please Tom, teach me everything."
With that, I let my desire override my fear and better
judgment. Jeff was now pushing down my jeans and
underpants together as I lifted my hips to assist. When
they cleared my ass, he jumped up and went to my feet.
In haste, he ripped off my sneakers without untying the
laces, then tugged my pants completely off. I spread
widely as the boy sat between my legs and worshiped my
cock.
"Wow!" he said again in a whisper, his breath brushing
the length of my shaft. "Can I play with it?"
"Yea, of course. That's what you're doing; isn't it?"
Jeff wrapped a fist around the shaft, not quite able to
touch his thumb to his fingertips. "Oh man!" he sighed
as he squeezed and pushed downward. The foreskin rolled
off the shinny pink head. "Wow!" the boy sighed as the
plumb-sized head popped out, completely free of its
covering.
"Want to take your pants off too?" I asked, anxious to
see his little dick.
He jumped to his feet, pulling his pants down on his
way up. Within seconds, the boy had stripped away his
pants, shirt, socks; every shred of clothing he had. He
stood in front of me completely naked except for the
matching, fine gold chains gracing his neck and wrist.
His little dick was fully erect. Unlike mine, it was
circumcised and had an unusual downward curve,
something I had never seen before.
I reached for it and discovered once again the smooth,
warm, `perfect for sucking' little three-incher I
remembered from years gone by. "Sit here," I requested,
patting the floor in front of me. Jeff flopped down,
spreading his legs over mine as he placed his feet
behind me. He wrapped his fist around my cock and began
stroking while I returned the favor, using my thumb and
fingertips on his hard little penis.
"Oh! Look! What's that?" Jeff asked as slippery, clear
fluid oozed from the slit in my cock.
"That's just pre-cum. It happens when guys get excited.
You'll do that too when you get bigger. You probably
haven't ever even shot a load yet; have you?"
"What do you mean?" the boy responded with a serious
look on his face as he studied the slipperiness leaking
from me.
"When you get older, and stroke your cock for a long
time, it gets to feeling really, really good. Like so
good you can hardly stand it. It's the best feeling
anyone could ever, ever have. This tingly feeling
starts deep in here." I explained, pressing my fingers
to his smooth, hairless pubic area.
"Then it spreads over your whole body, all the way to
the top of your head and out to your toes and
fingertips. Just when you think its so good you can't
stand it, and you know it just can't get any better, it
does! It gets a hundred times better! And then it
happens; spurts of slippery, white, creamy stuff shoot
from your cock.
"At first when you do it, there won't be any juice,
just the feeling. Then, before long, you start shooting
cum. That's what its called. At first, just a little
that you can rub into your skin, then more and more
until you're blasting big sticky loads of the mess and
have to clean yourself up. Or if you're with someone,
you can just swallow it. Its so good!"
"No way!" Jeff retorted.
"Yea, way!" I insisted.
"Like peeing?" Jeff asked with a disgusting grimace.
"No," I chuckled, "It comes from the same place, but
its not piss. It's slippery, white and sticky. It
doesn't taste bad, and if there's not too much of it,
you can just rub it into your skin and it disappears."
"You're lying! You're just making that up!" Jeff
snapped back in disbelief and disgust, assuming I was
just "jerking his chain" because he didn't know any
better.
"No I'm not!" I giggled. "Its true, I swear! Just
stroke my cock hard and fast, and keep doing it, and
I'll show you!"
I pushed him onto his back and straddled him, sitting
on his little dick so as to place my own cock in
position of the boy's, making it easy for him to pump
it.
"I don't believe you," Jeff said to demonstrate he
wasn't all that gullible. But he wasn't really sure. He
laid back and stroked my cock to prove me wrong.
I had only jerked off twice that day, so it didn't take
long to push me over the edge. "Oh my god! Here it
comes!" I cried out as I got up on my knees, placing my
cock above the boys chest. I put my hands on my ass
cheeks and thrust my hips forward as the incredible
pleasure of the first spasm gripped me. My stomach
muscles tightened, forming what looked like a three-
inch pipe just below the skin, connecting chest to
cock.
Jeff, not understanding what was happening let go in
fear. With eyes wide open, he watched with a mixture of
excitement and fear to see what was happening. "Don't
stop!" I screamed. "Keep stroking, fast and hard till
I'm done!" The boy grabbed me with both hands just as
the first, full spurt launched from my cock. It raced
through the air above Jeff's face and splashed a three-
foot long white line onto the green carpet above his
head. The next volley, directed by the boy's rapid
stroking, made an audible "splat" when it came to rest
under his chin. Then another splattered the boys face.
With his left hand, he wiped the goo from his eye so he
could again watch with both eyes as I unloaded another
four or five big, thick ropes of seamen, glazing his
flawless little body. I finally finished with a few
easy, less intense ejaculations that kind of bubbled
out and ran down the shaft, coating Jeff's fingers.
"Wow! Its true! Wow!" Jeff exclaimed, using his
favorite expletive as he worked his slippery, cum-
lubricated fist up and down the length of my cock. He
licked his lips. "And you're right, it tastes kind of
good too."
"Quit now!" I said, grabbing his arm to pull his hand
away from my post-ejection, hypersensitive cock. "It
kind of hurts when you touch it too much right now," I
explained as I rolled off to the boy's side, collapsing
onto the floor.
"What else can we do?" Jeff asked as he sat up to
admire my body.
I watched him with great pleasure as he used both hands
to work my huge load into a thick, frothy mess, coating
his smooth, hairless torso from neck to dick. "There
must be more stuff we can do. Show me, please," he
begged with pure excitement. He used his index finger
like a squeegee to push some of the cream on his face
to his mouth for a better taste.
Then he laid on top of me, spreading his legs widely as
he straddled my hips. His slippery, smooth, cum soaked
body seemed to melt onto me. My half erect cock laid in
the crack of the boy's ass while his cum covered little
boner throbbed and slid against my stomach. He nuzzled
my neck, kissing it tenderly and whispered, "Thank you
Tom. Oh, thank you."
This boy was hot, and my cock, lying in the crack of
his ass, was unbelievably coming to life again. I
reached down with both hands to grasp his ass. Each
cheek fit perfectly into the palms of my hands. As I
pulled upward and apart, I envisioned what must have
been a beautiful sight from behind. I pressed the tip
of my right index finger to the Jeff's little virgin
hole. He responded with a small kiss on my cheek. "That
feels so good," he whispered. "Thanks for showing me
all this."
"Thank you," I replied as I turned my head to look into
Jeff's face.
He gave me a quick, closed lipped kiss on the mouth.
When I failed to react, he opened his mouth slightly
and began brushing his wet, puffy lips ever so lightly
over mine. Never having kissed a boy before, I still
didn't respond. Jeff apparently took my lack of
objection as a signal to continue. He opened his mouth
and began exploring my lips with his tongue. An
electric tingle raced through my body as he did so.
I could not resist. I opened my mouth and reciprocated.
We locked lips and shared a long, passionate kiss.
'Damn,' I thought, 'the little boy kisses better than
my girlfriend!' It was the first time I had ever kissed
a boy, and I was thrilled.
I couldn't believe my good fortune. I'd had no kind of
sex with anyone for nearly a year, and here I was,
spread out on the floor naked with a pretty, cum glazed
ten-year-old boy draped over me, giving me kisses like
I've never had before.
"Where did you learn to do that?" I asked when the Jeff
finally took his lips from mine.
"I didn't. I just did it. I saw Gail and her boyfriend
do it once, and I wanted to see what it was like."
"Well you sure know how to do it," I sighed as I rubbed
my hands up and down the boy's back while offering my
lips to him one more time. Every time my hands slid
down far enough to touch his firm little butt, the
intensity of his kiss grew. When I pressed a finger to
his ass hole, he held his breath and opened his mouth
full. Our teeth actually brushed against each other's
while our tongues intertwined and explored the depths
of each other's mouths.
The boy was so hot that his instincts took over and he
began humping me, rhythmically rocking his hips back
and forth as his little erection, still lubed by the
load I spewed over him, rubbed against my stomach. With
each rise of his hips, I pushed my middle finger just a
little more firmly to his hole. It wasn't long before
the tip slipped inside.
"Ohhhh!" Jeff moaned. "Oh Wow! Ohhhh!" he continued as
the ecstasy of having his ass hole played with for the
first time overwhelmed him. "That feels sooo different.
Its so good."
"It could be better." I assured him as I pulled my
finger out. "Go get some lotion, or better, some
Vaseline if you have it."
Jeff asked no questions. While the only thing he had
ever had up his butt before was an enema, he knew what
the lube would be used for. He ran to the bathroom and
returned within seconds holding the Vaseline.
"Lay down," I instructed as I took the jar from him. I
lubed my finger and scooped out a little extra to push
into the boy's hole. "Lift and spread "em," I said as I
sat by his side, anxiously waiting to explore his
virgin ass. He lifted his legs, grabbing each behind
the knees with his arms. Before penetrating him, I
pushed as much of the lubricant as I could into his
opening, then I pressed my finger to it. "Are you
ready?" I whispered as I teased him with light circular
motions over his opening.
"Yea, Tom, oh yes. Do it, please," he begged. He pulled
his legs up and apart, elbows behind knees from the
inside. He curled his back and pressed his chin into
his chest in an attempt to watch the entry.
Knowing he couldn't see his own ass hole anyway, I told
him, "No, you're not ready yet. Lay back and relax.
When you're relaxed enough, I'll do it."
Reluctantly, the boy let his legs go and laid back. He
straightened his legs and arms, laid stiff as a board,
informing me he was ready. I laughed and told him no,
he wasn't ready. I had him raise his knees with his
legs comfortably spread, then told him to gently rub
his belly with both hands, but to leave his hard little
dick alone. When he had done this long enough to allow
my circular motions at his opening without tensing, I
centered the tip of my finger on his hole and pressed.
It slipped right in to the first knuckle. Jeff let out
a moan of pleasure, but immediately tensed and squeezed
tightly on the invading fingertip.
"I know that feels good Jeff," I told him as I held my
finger motionlessly in his hole, "but you have to learn
to enjoy it without tensing. Just lay back and relax,
and I'll make you feel so good. You don't get any more
till you relax."
He let out a sigh of disappointment, wanting more and
wanting it immediately. But I was in control and knew
that if I ever hoped to get my cock into him, he would
have to master taking the pleasure without tensing up.
When I felt the boy's sphincter relax, I pressed again.
As soon as the second knuckle stretched him, he again
tensed.
This time I didn't have to say a word. I simply stopped
all movement till he again relaxed. Two or three more
cycles of tension/relaxation and my middle finger was
all the way in. I began working it in and out, stopping
each time he squeezed down on it. Before long, I was
finger fucking him with a steady rhythm.
I had never heard a vulgar word from the boy, but the
feelings he experienced obviously overpowered his
ability to control himself. "Wow! Wow! Oh shit! Fuck!
Ohhhhhh!" he gasped. "Tom! I gotta move some! I can't
just lay here! Fuck!" he screamed. He lifted his hips,
thrusting his little dick up into the air.
I couldn't resist. I leaned forward and took it into my
mouth. I sucked hard, working his little cock in and
out of my mouth while I continued to search for his
developing prostate with the finger deep in his ass. I
wrapped my free arm around his body, placing my hand
between his legs to cup his marble sized balls. The boy
was totally engrossed in an unbelievable pleasure.
"Oh my God! Fuck Me! Ohhhh! Wow! God damn!" he screamed
out at the top of his voice as he fucked my mouth. His
ass hole was again squeezing down on my finger, but
since he was able to relax until it was buried in him,
I let him tense up without consequence.
I stopped sucking long enough to warn him, "Shhhhhhh!
The neighbors will hear you. If you don't stop
screaming, I'll have to quit."
"I'm sorry, please," he pleaded, "Please don't stop."
"Lay back down then," I told him. I got into a 69 with
me on top thinking I could muffle his cries if
necessary. Once in position, I gave him the best
sucking I knew how to give while I continued to finger
his ass.
"Oh fuck!" he screamed again. I raised up on my knees a
bit and rocked my hips back so the head of my cock
neared his mouth. He understood, and eagerly sucked in
the big mushroom head.
"There," I thought, "That will keep the boy quiet," as
I face fucked him while sucking his dick.
Already experiencing new and wonderful pleasures beyond
his wildest belief, the taste and feel of my cock in
his mouth was too much for him. I felt his ass hole
constrict tightly on my finger, his butt cheeks firmed
and his hips lifted. His whole body quivered as a
muffled, long moan vibrated my cock. The feeling was
too much for me now, and I unloaded. Jeff gulped and
swallowed, fighting for breath as one thick spurt after
another pumped into his mouth. He swallowed it all, and
collapsed to the floor.
This time, he pushed me off to the side, needing to
stop the friction on his supersensitive mini cock.
"Did you get there?" I asked, knowing if he had, he
would know what I meant.
"Yea," he replied with a slight smile, tears of
pleasure running down his face. "How come no one showed
me this before? That was so good. Better than anything
else I've ever done in my life. Is there more? I mean;
is there anything else we can do? I want to know
everything. I want to do it all. Teach me Tom."
I giggled like a little boy, taking great pleasure in
knowing I helped Jeff reach his first orgasm. I knew I
had a permanent place in his memory. "Yea, there's
more, but not tonight. Your parents could be home any
time, so we need to get cleaned up."
We scurried around cleaning up the house, still in the
buff, another new experience for Jeff. I then helped
him with his bath and we dressed, Jeff in his PJ's and
me in my clothes. Thirty minutes later we were back in
the rec-room playing games. But Jeff couldn't get over
his newfound experience,
and climbed onto my lap.
"Tom, thanks," he told me. "Can we do it again?"
"Of course," I assured him, "but remember, this is our
secret."
"I know, I promise." The boy replied. Then, after a few
moments he asked, "Can I suck on you again? You don't
have to do anything back if you don't want to."
"Later Jeff, remember, your parents could show up
soon."
"You could just take it out of your pants," he
retorted. "You don't have to get naked or anything," he
begged as he reached down in search of my dick.
I couldn't resist this. Within seconds he was on his
knees in front of me, stroking the shaft and sucking
the head. In only a few minutes, I was blasting my
third load of the evening into his mouth. When I
finished, he gave me a real surprise. He planted his
lips on mine and opened. I reciprocated to find he had
not swallowed. We shared the big, sticky load and
licked the last drops of it from each other's lips. I
heard the front door open.
"Go, get in bed quick and pretend you're sleeping." I
whispered as I stuffed my semi back into my jeans and
worked the buttons. I sure didn't want his parents
kissing his cum flavored mouth and wondering what was
going on!
I had just bid good night to the Johnson's after
assuring them that Jeff had been perfectly well
behaved. Mrs. Johnson, after peeking into his room to
see her "sleeping" boy, slipped me a twenty and thanked
me for watching him. I walked across the street, my
mind in a confused jumble of pleasure as I thought
about the evening. I couldn't wait to get into bed so I
could stroke myself as I relived the evening in my
mind.
As I laid in bed envisioning the events of the past
five hours. I could almost smell and taste Jeff's hard
little penis when I closed my eyes and thought about
it. I thought about how good it felt when the ten-year-
old pushed the head between my pursed lips, then pushed
in the downward curved circumcised shaft till my nose
pressed into his pubic bone. And how the boy loved it
when my mouth was so filled and I stuck my tongue out
to lick his little nut sack at the same time.
I remembered the boy's thrill, and how he literally
screamed out with pleasure as I thrust my middle finger
deep into his ass while sucking on him as he
experienced his first dry orgasm. But most of all, I
thought about how much the kid loved sucking on my big
fifteen-year-old uncut dick, and the obvious pleasure
he took when I blasted a big load into his mouth.
I was stroking hard now as his words, "Can I suck on
yours? You don't have to do anything back," kept
running through my mind. "Oh yea, suck it Jeff," I
moaned as I now splashed my chest. Normally, I'd have
gotten a wash cloth and cleaned up the mess, but I
thought about how Jeff loved my cum, and how good it
felt to have his firm little body glued to mine with
the sticky mess. I knew he must be laying in his bed,
alone now, stroking his hard little dick in hopes of
bringing on that tremendous feeling one more time. I
rubbed the stickiness into my skin with both hands and
fell asleep.
I awoke in the morning with my usual hard-on, and
immediately repeated the process that led me to sleep.
Throughout the morning, I could think of nothing else,
and by noon, I had already jacked off several times.
After lunch, I was ready for another go at it when the
door bell rang.
"Hi Tom," Jeff said as I opened the door, "Wanna play?"
Both Jeff's and my parents thought it was so cute the
way Jeff just worshiped me and looked up to me. So,
while he was only ten, they encouraged me to humor him
and play with him on occasion so as not to hurt his
feelings.
"Yea, I guess. Come on in and we can hang for a while."
I told him.
He followed me to my room and closed the door behind
us. "Can we do it again?" he asked immediately as he
sat next to me on the bed, reaching for my cock.
"Sure Jeff, but not now. Mom could walk in. Its not
safe."
"You could just take it out, like last night. We don't
have to get naked or anything. If you just take it out,
I'll suck you and you don't have to do it back or
anything." he begged, just like before.
I couldn't resist this boy and his hunger for sex. I
dared not take him in my room, imagining him screaming
out something like, "Oh yea Tom! Fuck me! Fuck me
hard!" summoning Mom to my room, so decided on
something less risky.
"Tell you what Jeff," I began, "If you really want it,
we'll meet at the big downed tree in the woods at the
end of the road. Do you know where I mean?"
It was a favorite place where my pals and I used to
play before they apparently became too grown up to play
with boys any more. Jeff nodded his head and bolted out
the door. I went to the bathroom to pocket the jar of
Vasoline, then walked slowly in the same direction that
Jeff was running in.
When I reached the path into the woods, I looked around
to confirm no one was watching. I'm not sure why. After
all, two boys could certainly play together in the
woods without raising suspicion. When I was sure of our
secrecy, I stepped onto the path and walked five
minutes into the woods where I found Jeff, already
naked, laying lengthwise on top of the big fallen oak.
"Thanks for coming, Tom." He said. "I thought about you
all night and didn't sleep much. My dick is kind of
sore," pointing to his red, raw erection, "but I just
can't leave it alone. And I really want to suck on you
again. I just have to."
He got to his knees in front of me and worked on my
pants. Within seconds the wonderful feeling of the boy
sucking on me was again a reality. He really could
suck!
"Want to try something new?" I asked as I pulled the
lubricant from my pocket, setting it on the tree trunk.
"Sure, anything," Jeff anxiously replied.
I took off my shirt and placed it along with my pants
and the boy's clothes over the rough bark of the tree
trunk to cushion it.
"Bend over the tree," I directed.
Jeff did as instructed, wiggling up till his feet no
longer touched the ground. I spread his cheeks and
inspected his little pink hole. Knowing how much he
loved the ass play last night, I knew he would go nuts
if I gave it a little tongue action. I was right!
"Ohhhhhhhhh," he moaned as I licked his tight little
nut sack and then moved up his crack, running over his
hole without stopping. I did this several times before
pausing at his ass hole and probing it with the pointed
tip. "Oh Tom! What are you doing? Damn! Fuck!" he
moaned in a hoarse, loud whisper. "Oh shit, do it Tom."
My cock was aching for attention other than my fist
now, so I decided to go for it. The boy was as ready as
he would ever be. I grabbed the Vasoline and smeared my
dick with it, then pressed a grease-covered finger into
his hole. Once mere, we went through the learning
process.
"If you want it Jeff, you have to relax," I reminded
him. Whenever he stopped squeezing, I'd give him more
until he had two fingers deep in his ass.
"Oh, Tom! Oh shit! Fuck!" the little boy whined as I
fingered him.
"You want to try my cock now?"
"No! That would hurt. I like your finger, but your cock
is way big!"
"Trust me, Jeff. It might hurt right at first, but only
for a little while and then it will be better than my
fingers. Its soft and spongy, not hard and boney like
fingers. If you really want me to stop, I will." I
assured him.
"OK, but go slow, and if I say, stop."
Jeff laid back down, legs spread wide to give me
perfect access to his puckered little hole. I put the
bulbous head to it and wondered myself if it would go
in. Being nearly as thick as his forearm, it looked
huge next to his tight little ass. I pushed.
"Owie! Owie! Owie!" Jeff wailed before the thick,
rounded head really even penetrated.
I patted him on the ass and, without releasing any of
the pressure, told him, "Relax Jeff. Remember, if you
tense and squeeze, my cock will rip you open, but if
you just relax, your ass will open and swallow me. Just
let it in. You tell me when you're ready."
I felt the tension in his ass cheeks fade, and then his
hole loosened up. I didn't press any harder, but as the
boy relaxed, just a little more of the head slipped
into him. He took it without wincing or tightening up.
I waited for his signal.
"OK, try again," he said.
I held the boys hips and pushed. Half of the helmet
disappeared into him when he squeezed and pushed it
back out. He didn't say anything, just laid there. I
felt him relax again and pushed. The entire head popped
in. He squeezed hard, but it didn't matter. There was
too much cock in his ass to be squeezed out.
"Oh Tom, that hurts. It hurts a lot!" he cried.
"That's cause you're tensing up. Remember, relax and it
will be OK. You just relax now. Then, if you want me to
take it out, I will."
He whimpered a bit, but laid still and eventually
relaxed. I held still, letting him get used to the fit,
then asked, "You all right with it now?"
"Yea," he replied.
I didn't say anything else, but held his hips firmly,
getting ready to push in more. He knew what was coming,
and was ready. The shaft immediately below the head
wasn't as thick as the big helmet that just forced its
way into him, so it slid in more easily.
I gave him about two inches, then pulled back till I
felt a tight ring of flesh just below the head. I did
this several times, giving him just a little more of
the thickening shaft with each penetration. Within a
matter of seconds, Jeff let me push the entire thing
into him. When I was in balls deep, his little ass was
fully stretched over the thickest part of my shaft.
"Does it hurt now?" I asked.
"Yea, it still hurts some." He answered.
"Want me to take it out?" I reluctantly asked.
"No!"
With that signal, I grabbed his hips firmly and began
giving him long, slow strokes, thrusting into him
repeatedly and with increased speed. Soon, I was
uncontrollably fucking the little boy hard and fast;
and he loved it. Now that I was in deep and hard, he
tensed and squeezed his already super-tight hole,
giving me increased friction. Damn, the boy could
really fuck!
"I'm gonna cum!" I screamed as I pistoned him with full
strokes, completely withdrawing before plunging back
in. Then it happened. I held him tightly against my
groin, burying my cock as deeply as possible while I
unloaded deep in his ass. I had never cum so hard
before or since in my life.
When I finished, I let my cock begin to shrink while
still inside the boy, then collapsed to the ground.
Jeff laid there panting, without moving for a few
minutes. It was a beautiful sight, this young boy, ass
spread, hole stretched, cum running from it covering
his balls before dripping onto my shirt spread
below him.
"Fuck," he moaned before slowly rolling off the tree
trunk and sitting next to me. "Can we do that again?"
"Yes, of course we can... but later." I panted.
"Can I suck you now? You don't have to do it back," he
replied.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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