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Runaway
by Junior Perv (no address provided)
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A newspaper reporter becomes involved with a subject
he was supposed to write about. (Mm, rom)
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I tugged at the sheets and wondered how I had gotten
into this position. I'd gotten an assignment from my
editor on the school paper to do a story about teen
runaways seeking fame and fortune in Hollywood. While
I was hanging out at Oki-Dog, I ran into Scotty. He
was a cute young kid who claimed to be 18, but looked
much younger. He looked like he belonged in a white-
bread Sitcom family. I bought him dinner.
We talked about his abusive upbringing in Arizona and
his adventures on the streets of Hollywood. I even
believed some of it. We smoked some weed. By the time
we were done, he said it was too late to get a bed at
the mission and all the good places would be taken in
the abandoned restaurant where he was crashing. He
just shrugged and headed down an alley. Maybe it was
guilt, maybe it was the grass, but I offered to put
him up for the night.
As we drove to my place in Silverlake, I couldn't help
stealing glances at him. A small, slender brunet.
Smooth, pale skin, full lips. I shook my head clear.
Everyone exploited these kids. I wasn't going to be
one of them. We finally arrived at my third floor
Single. It was a furnace in the summertime. He took a
long shower and was grateful for the couch. He fired
up another jay as thanks.
I hadn't toked in a long time and this was knocking me
out.
I crashed early, but the grass had gotten me horny as
hell. Scotty seemed to be asleep across the room, so I
chanced stroking myself quietly. And for some reason I
thought of Scotty. The bed started to squeak and I
tugged at the sheets again. I was just getting into it
when Scotty yelled out and sat up. I sat up, too, but
I couldn't get out of bed. (For fear of revealing my
oozing boner.)
"Just a bad dream," he mumbled, trying to be tough.
That made me want him even more.
"You want to talk?" I offered.
He just did his James Dean shrug again and walked
over. He sat on the bed. His clothes were pretty
nasty, so I loaned him a pair of my bikini briefs.
They looked great on him. He sniffled once and crawled
under the sheets. My heart started pounding. He laid
his head on my pillow and told me about the lover he
missed. He wanted to hold Terry again. My heart sank
as he told me how he found Terry with another guy.
I still counted myself lucky to be in bed next to such
a cute guy. Scotty finally got to the end of his story
and looked at me. He said he didn't think he'd ever
meet another boy like Terry. Then he smiled.
I brushed the hair from his beautiful brown eyes. His
hand lightly brushed my arm. I leaned in and kissed
him experimentally. He responded slowly and moved his
hand behind my head. I shifted in closer to him and we
began kissing in earnest.
I didn't want to know how old he was or where he came
from. I just wanted to make passionate love to this
boy. His quickening tongue told me he wanted the same
thing. As I moved against him, I moaned as I felt
something. He must have slipped off the shorts as he
got into my bed. I could feel his hot, stiff boy-dick
against my stomach. He rubbed it around, grinding his
hips. I wanted to eat him. Bad.
I kissed his angelic face, moving down to his neck.
Then I ran my tongue down his chest. He tasted good
all over. "You don't have to do this," he breathed. I
kissed his stomach firmly in response. Then I wrapped
one hand around his penis. It throbbed with his fast
pulse. I kissed his almost hairless thighs, moving
closer... closer.
His back arched as I kissed the base of his cock. He
moaned and tried to grind my face as I covered his
penis with delicate, wet kisses. I worked my way to
the tip, kissing, then licking. It was a small penis,
but a perfect, cut, five inches. I slid him into my
mouth.
I can't Deep Throat, but I was able to work him almost
to the hilt. His dick was silky heaven in my mouth. On
my tongue. He stared talking dirty. Telling me what
he'd like to do to me. That got me even hotter. And I
got an idea. I moved down to his balls, kissing,
licking. I slowly stroked him with one hand as I
reached onto the headboard with the other...
I pulled my Tube o' Lube out and squeezed some onto
Scotty's cock. He shivered. "What's that?!"
"Shhh..." I soothed him. I stroked him slowly,
greasing him thoroughly. Then I moved up the bed until
I was next to him, one hand still holding his rod. He
kissed me fiercely, breathing hard. "Why did you
stop?" he gasped.
I kissed him again and stroked his face. "Make love to
me, Scotty."
He looked at me hopefully, excited.
"Fuck me, Scotty. Please." He paused only a moment and
kissed me passionately. "You can pretend I'm Terry," I
whispered in his ear.
He smiled sadly and sat up. I was worried for a
moment, but then he moved down the bed, lifted my legs
and moved in between them. He found the tube and oozed
a huge gob into his hand. He smiled sweetly at me as
he wrapped his fingers around my prick. I just settled
back, enjoying his deft handjob.
Then I felt slick fingers push into my asshole. My
breath caught as he finger-fucked me. It was amazing.
Finally, I felt both his hands on my hips. He lifted
my ass up and moved in closer. I felt his hot, wet
dick pressing at my ass lips.
Our eyes locked and I fell in love with this street
boy as he slipped his cock into me. His eyes closed in
ecstasy as he slowly pushed all the way in. We both
moaned, shouted and laughed as he fucked me, his
thrusts growing wilder. I gasped that I was almost
ready to shoot. He said to wait... wait... Then I felt
his cock pulsing deep inside me and I let go, too. I
sprayed all over the place. Scotty was whooping like a
wolf as he fucked me faster. Finally, he collapsed on
top of me, his dick still inside.
He slid up my cum-soaked chest to kiss me on the lips
again. His penis slipped out of me and we rubbed our
wet, semi-hard cocks together as we made out. I
slapped my hands onto his small, firm ass, grinding
against him. Belly-fucking him as we kissed a forever-
kiss.
Finally, he rolled onto the bed next to me and we got
some oxygen. We looked at each other and I knew this
was more than just a three-column newspaper story. I
was going to lose my heart again. I'd probably get
hurt. But then I thought, "What the fuck, why not."
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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