Chapter 1

I left my car in the huge parking lot and headed for the mall at the far end.

Ahead, my eyes caught a pair of cute feet, wriggling in the windshield of a fancy car parked in the next row from mine. I switched row on my way to the mall, so I was going to pass the car and enjoy the cute bare feet on my way.

Now I don't have a particular foot fetish or anything like that, but I do like kids a lot. Especially boys. And I love every part of them, including their feet, so occasionally I enjoy a pair of pretty little feet.

As I got closer, I saw that the feet were attached to a boy, with brown hair. That was good, I preferred boys. I made sure not to walk too fast, as I wanted to enjoy the view for as long as possible.

I started getting more excited as I got closer It got better and better, because now I could see that the boy was really cute. He had light brown hair and brown eyes,and a confident attitude. He was wearing some cool clothes. He was in a fancy powerful family car that looked really expensive, with tinted windows at the sides and leather seats as far as I could tell. The boy wore a Steelers' shirt and some cool-looking shorts. His face was very pretty, and he had a good-looking haircut. I guess he was 11 or so. Everything about him oozed coolness and money. I had no doubts that his family was wealthy.

Maybe he had noticed that I was staring at him, because his eyes seemed to be locked in my direction. I quickly glanced in the rest of the car, but to my surprise the boy was alone in there.

As I got nearer, I slowed down some more. I tried to look casually at his feet and not too much at his pretty face. I was sure that a pretty and cool kid like him, would be very popular, be swimming in friends and probably be the arrogant type, who wouldn't appreciate my attention.

His feet were very slim and well-shaped, and they danced around in front of my eyes making it impossible not to enjoy the view. Because of the dancing feet, I figured out he was probably listening to some music in there.

As mesmerizing as those cute bare feet were, my eyes slipped to the boy's pretty face. To my surprise, he smiled at me and made dancing moves with his feet as I reached the car. I smiled back and couldn't help but respond to the perceived invitation.

I halted and put my hands near the windshield where his pretty feet were dancing, and pretended to tickle them, while I gave him my best smile. He smiled back and pretended that it tickled for real. What a boy, I thought, and then went to move on.

Just as I passed the passenger window, he knocked on it. I stopped again. He turned his head away from me, pressed a button, and the window started to roll down.

"Hi", he said turning back to me with a great big confident smile. Amazing how some boys at an early age can appear so much in control. It was very charming that he was trying to be friendly and somehow I was flattered. But I was sure that if he didn't want to be friendly with someone, his self-assured confidence would come across as arrogance. Still I was taken by him instantly. The most charming boy I've ever seen.

"Hi, sup?" I said, trying to be as cool as him, though I'm sure I failed miserably in his eyes.

"Nothing much, just watching people and being bored while my mom shops," he said.

"Oh, that's why you're alone in there?" I asked like a moron. He had just told me that.

"Yes. I don't wanna go shop for hours, so I just sit here listening to music," he said.

"I see," I said. Interesting, I thought. He was all alone here. Bored, and his mom would not be back for hours. If only I could find something to say so I could stay a bit longer with him. I couldn't so I just stood there, probably looking like a fool.

He smiled at me again, almost like he was pleased with my clumsy and insecure reaction. But it was still a friendly smile. He must have wondered why I hadn't already said "Ok, whatever" and walked on.

Then he hesitantly said "You almost tickled my feet. I love having them tickled. Wanna do it for real?" And without waiting for my response, he turned around in his seat, and stuck his lovely, pretty feet out the window and wriggled his toes at me, with a great smile on his face.

It was a weird thing to do, and yet he seemed to be 100% sure that I would agree. It was very strange for a boy to act so commandingly to a grown-up man. But we both knew that I would comply.

I smiled back at him, grabbed his left foot with my left hand and held it. It felt smooth, soft, and warm. I squeezed it a little, enjoying the sensation of his skin. I noticed I started to get hard, which was weird from this little amount of contact. But the boy was something special, and just touching his skin seemed more than I was entitled to.

I brought my other hand down to the sole of his foot, and gently started tickling it. He smiled and started to squirm in his seat. I held him steady and continued my tickling, now harder. He started laughing loudly and kicking, trying to get free.

I let go of his foot and smiled at him. Immediately he said "Don't stop. I love it!" I grabbed him again and resumed, and after just 3 seconds he was laughing and kicking again, trying to get free. This time I held him still, and tickled him even harder.

He laughed very hard and yelled "Let me go. Enough, enough", but I kept holding his cute foot and kept tickling him. He now used his other foot to try to kick me off as he laughed so hard he was almost crying. His body twisted and turned, and I had to use nearly all of my strength to keep his foot in my hand, but I managed it. I continued to tickle it, while I was laughing too.

He gasped "Stop it, stop it. I'll pee my pants if you don't stop now," while he continued to laugh as hard as any boy could laugh.

I would love to see him pee his pants, I thought, but that would be mean, and would probably end the fun, so I eased up on the tickling and slowly stopped it until I just held his foot still with both my hands, slowly caressing it, and enjoying it.

He found his breath and giggled "That was fun. But I think I peed a drop or two in my pants."

I laughed and apologized. Then, I said, "I have to admit I was tempted to go on, making you wet yourself".

"Why didn't you then?" he said with a cheeky smile.

"Well, I thought it would be a mean thing to do. And unpleasant for you," I said.

"Yeah I guess so. Thanks then," he said with a big grin.

Again, I had no clue what to do. The normal thing to do now, would be to say some sort of goodbye comment and leave. But I didn't want to leave. But I had no reason to stay. Finally, my brain came up with at least an acceptable sequence of words.

"You want a go on the other foot too?" I asked.

"Well, it was fun, but my calves really hurt from thrashing into the car door, so I better not." He replied.

"Oh ok, I guess you were thrashing around quite a bit".

Then we both smiled again. He seemed as reluctant as I was for me to leave, but neither could come up with a reason for me to stay.

"How long do you think you will be waiting for your mother?" I enquired trying to delay my departure.

"No idea. But she's usually in there for 2 hours. She will probably text me when she's done and ask if I want to come in there for a quick lunch." He replied.

"I see," I said. Plenty of time, and we both knew we wanted to hang out. Him because he was bored out of his skull, and me because I'm a sick boy lover and he was the coolest and prettiest boy in the world. Or in the top 5 at least.

The silence became unbearable, and I started to get ready to reluctantly leave. For the first time I saw a crack in his coolness, as there was a slight expression of panic on his face when he realized I was about to leave.

"Well then, it was fun," I said. "I hope you enjoyed it and didn't pee too much." I smiled at him and started to turn around.

"Yeah, it was fun. Thanks," he said, as our eyes met one last time, and for the first time without big smiles on our faces.

I was both happy and sad. Sad to leave, but still it had been great fun, and much more that I could expect from passing a random unknown boy in a parking lot. I was already thinking that this incident would be in my mind for my next wank.

Chapter 2

I checked out the mall up ahead and noted that I was parked in section 'G'.

Then I heard the boy yell behind me, "MISTER". , I stopped and turned around, with a smile on my face.

Half of his lovely slim body hung out the window as he was yelling for me. He yelled, "are you busy?"

I didn't want to start a shouting conversation, so I walked back to the car.

"Sup, my friend?" I asked again.

"I just wondered. You seemed to like it before, and if you're not busy…" he started, asking without asking.

"Well, I'm not busy and yes it was fun" I replied.

"Well… Maybe you could tickle my feet again then" he said.

"Sure, but I though you said it hurt too much".

"Yes, but you could come in here" he said to my surprise.

"There's not room for that" I said and looked at the seat he was in.

"No I mean on the back seat. There's plenty of room for the both of us."

"Ehm… " I looked around. No one was nearby. It felt a bit dangerous, but I really wanted to.

I checked the surroundings again and agreed.

His face lit up, and he pressed a button on the panel between the front seats. A click was heard and I knew the back seat door was now unlocked. I got in and settled in the luxury leather seat.

"My name is John. What's your name?" I asked.

"I'm Ro" he said. It had to be short for something, but I didn't ask. Then he started to climb between the front seats to join me in the back. His hip got stuck, because the gap between the seats wasn't very wide, and as he laid there sprawling he laughed and said "Help me. Pull me free".

I was pretty sure he could have handled it himself if he really wanted to, but I didn't mind a bit more physical contact.

I reached out, grabbed him under his arms, and pulled him free. He ended up in my lap and almost in a hug. I could feel I was getting hard again, but luckily it wasn't very visible in the pants I was wearing.

"Thank you, John" he said with a big charming smile splashed all over his pretty face. I was sure a lot of potential mother-in-laws, would have their hearts melted by that smile in future years. And a lot of pretty girls too. Ro, scrambled over to the opposite side of the back seat, and confidently threw his pretty, slender legs and cute little feet into my lap. "Tickle me again" he said, and looked excited.

I grabbed his nearest calf and foot with my left and right hands, and slowly caressed them, while I asked "When should I stop this time?"

"Don't stop" he laughed.

"But you'll pee yourself then" I said.

He laid back, lifted his hips, pulled his shorts out and stuck his hand in feeling around.

"It was only a couple of drops" he said with a naughty smile on his face. Now I was getting harder again.

"But if I hadn't stopped, you would have peed more, wouldn't you?" I asked again, not quite getting what game he was playing.

"Seriously" I said. "What if you really pee?"

"Ok, I guess you're right. I just love it when I can't get away." he said.

"How about this, Ro. I keep on holding you and tickling you, no matter how much you beg me to stop. But if you say 'Watermelon', I'll stop".

"Ok, I like that" he said.

I gently stroked his smooth slender legs, enjoying them and feeling his skin. He laid there smiling, waiting for the tickling to start, waiting while I was building up the suspense. Or feeling up his legs. Or both.

I started rubbing his right foot, giving it a nice massage with both my hands. My dick was completely hard now, from all the skin contact with this lovely boy.

He patiently waited, or maybe he was enjoying my massage. Slowly my massage started to change, and I saw the smile on his face widening. I held his foot still again, and pressed my fingers into the skin beneath his foot, quickly moving them around in random patterns. He started to squirm and squeal and laugh loudly again. I laughed too. It was so contagious.

His feet started kicking, and he was clearly almost unable to control himself as he started begging me to stop. Of course I continued, and held on tight to his cute foot.

Then my fingers shifted their attention to his cute little toes, which I tickled as hard as I could. I wanted to lick them, but of course I couldn't. But I could tickle them.He thrashed about wildly with his free foot, and started to gasp "Stop it, I'll pee, I'm gonna pee for real".

Naturally I kept going and responded "You know the magic word, if you want me to stop!".

"No no stop, I'll pee" he laughed.

I realized that he wasn't ever going to say the word. Should I continue? I didn't really want him to pee himself. Well a part of me did. I continued, then I caught his other foot and started to tickle that one.

He laughed and laughed and protested but still didn't say 'Watermelon'.

Suddenly I could smell a faint odor of pee. I got scared and quickly stopped and looked at his crotch. There was nothing to be seen.He laughed and laughed and slowly calmed down. Then he asked "Why did you stop?"

"I thought you peed yourself" I replied.

He laughed. "Only a little bit" he said with a naughty smile. Then he pulled down the front of his shorts, and showed me his undies, which had a little wet spot.

It was really hard to see, because the material wasn't cotton, but something else that didn't seem to soak it up the same way normal undies did. Probably some fancy expensive silky material. I had no idea what they were made of, but they looked soft and comfortable.

"See, it's just a few drops" he grinned.

"Where? I can't see anything" I said.

He pulled his shorts further down, so all of his briefs were visible, and then he pointed to the wet spot. "See there".

My cock jumped in my pants at the sight. "Are you sure that's pee?" I said. "They don't look wet".

"It's pee" he said, and with a determined and confident smile, he pulled down his underwear too and exposed his lovely dick to me.

My mouth stood open, as I gazed at his wonderful little dick. I was aware that my cock now was completely hard.

Ro, pointed to his dick and said again "See there. It's wet and there are little drops all over my skin there and there".

I stared with my mouth open.

Chapter 3

I could feel him looking at me, but I couldn't seem to pull my eyes away from his wonderful little wet dick.

He kept his undies pulled down, for me to stare at his wet pretty dick. It was bigger than I would have thought, with a nice cap of foreskin. No trace of hair yet, and the size was still the size of a pre-pubescent boy's dick. Just slightly bigger than I would have thought. Maybe he was a little bit excited. It looked really delicious."Are you gay?" Ro suddenly asked me.

"What?" I said. "Why do you ask that?"

"You just seem to really like tickling me, and staring at my dick" he said smiling.

Busted. Though I wasn't really gay. I loved little boys, not grown men.

I stammered "Ehm… No, I just. Ehm… I was just trying to see the pee".

"Oh ok" Ro said. "I just hoped you were gay". He still kept his dick out for me to stare at, despite my lame excuse.

I looked up at his face, and saw a real boy there. As pretty as ever, but more vulnerable than I had seen him before. "Why did you hope that?" I asked, as I felt his foot on my hard cock.Suddenly it all made sense. Sometimes I'm a bit of an oaf. I couldn't believe I hadn't figured it out earlier. The cool boy was obviously gay.

I looked down at his foot, now rubbing my hard cock gently and moving slowly up and down. I didn't stop him or try to make excuses for my condition. We both knew how it was, though he had put the wrong label on me. I grabbed his left foot and massaged it, while his right foot now rubbed harder on my cock. I smiled a reassuring smile at him, thinking for the first time that he needed reassurance. He smiled back at me and said "I thought so".I leaned in over him, put my head above his smooth milky white pubic area and said "Now I can see the wetness". With my hands I grabbed him at the hips and pulled both shorts and undies down. Then I kissed his little semi-hard dick. It responded with a cute jump.

I opened my mouth and took it all in. I could taste the pee on it. But I didn't mind. I slowly sucked at the rapidly hardening penis. I licked his balls, and licked all the pee from his crotch, though there wasn't much. I had no idea that I liked pee this much, but maybe it was only his pee I liked. Whatever the reason, I loved the taste and it made me even hornier.I put my hand on his hot and now fully erect dick, and started stroking it, while I looked in his eyes.

Ro smiled back at me, and sighed. Then he said "Oh please wait… Can you take out your cock first? I want to see it before you suck me".

Any insecurities had already vanished and he once again knew what he wanted and expected me to comply. For a second a part of me wanted to rebel. But I really wanted him to see my huge cock. And hopefully do more than just look at it.

So once again, I did as he pleased. I opened my pants and pulled them down, revealing my huge throbbing cock.

When I looked back up at Ro, it was his turn to sit with open mouth. It must have been his first encounter with an adult cock. After 2 seconds his feet moved towards my crotch, and soon after he wrapped both his lovely cute feet around my cock, and pressed on it, massaging it and rubbing it as much as he could with his feet. I turned, sat on my knees and once again took his hard cute dick in my mouth and started sucking him really good.In this position it was hard for his feet to get a grip on my cock. All he could do now, was to rub my cock a little bit from the side, with his foot or shin. He was moaning now. Quickly reaching his well deserved orgasm. And then he came in my mouth. To my surprise it wasn't a dry orgasm. It wasn't real cum either and only a small amount. But I got some fluid in my mouth. It tasted wonderful and made me even more horny.

I kept sucking his dick slowly and prolonging his pleasures for as long as possible, until he said "Mmmm… Thank you. That was awesome. I've known I was gay for a year and have wanted to try this ever since".

Then he continued "Can I also suck your dick? I really want to try to suck a dick and taste real cum. I've been thinking about that for so long".

I smiled and readily agreed. I crept up to him, kissed him on his pretty mouth, and stuck my tongue in his mouth. He seemed surprised at first, but quickly understood and started kissing me. Then I felt his hand on my cock and he started jerking me. It felt so wonderful. We kissed like this for a minute or two, but as wonderful as it felt, I wanted my cock in his pretty mouth. And he did too.I moved my knees up under his arms, so he could get my cock in his mouth, and pulled his shirt over his head. Then I pushed my cock into his face and he immediately locked his lips around it, and for the first time in his life felt a cock in his mouth.

He quickly got into a rhythm and eagerly sucked at it, while he jerked it with his hand. The whole situation was so hot and Ro was so pretty and horny, that I just couldn't hold it back. I began to grunt and moan, and he sucked harder and harder, knowing that he was about to experience another thing for the first time in his life.And then I came. Or erupted is probably a better word for it, because I was at least 5 times hornier than I had ever been before, and seeing and feeling the world's cutest boy sucking my cock and wanting me to ejaculate into his pretty mouth was way hotter than anything I had ever experienced.

I filled his mouth entirely with my first jet of cum, and already before my second load, my first load was running out of his mouth. I registered that he was trying to swallow my first load, as my second load added to what was already in his mouth.

There was a massive overflow, and streams of cum now ran down his chin. He pushed me away, and as my cock left his mouth it made room for a lot more cum, which was perfect for my third volley. The load hit precisely into his open mouth and nearly all of it found it's way into the no longer completely filled mouth.

He closed his mouth to swallow again and the rest of my shots hit all over his cute horny face.When I was finally done and able to inspect the result, I saw the sexiest sight I had ever seen. The cool boy was still being cool, and had regained his attitude of confidence or even superiority, yet at the same time, he now wore a different kind of smile. I believed it was satisfied happiness. And a whole lot of cum. It was everywhere on his face. Even in his nostrils and eyes. Well not inside the eyes, but on his brows, lids and lashes. He looked so perfectly happy and sexy, that I think every boy lover in the world would have fallen for him. I know I did.I looked down at his chest where big puddles of my cum had landed. It was such a sexy sight.

The Ro said "Wow, I had no idea there would be so much cum. In the gay porn on the web, there's not this much".

I laughed. "I've never shot so much cum before, Ro. You're a very special boy and I was very horny. Somehow I just made a triple portion or something like that". I climbed off him and settled back in my seat. He licked his lips, and asked if I had something to wipe him off with. Luckily I had a pack of paper tissues in my pocket, and I cleaned the worst of it from his face. He then scooped up most of one of the puddles from his chest and smeared it on his little still hard dick.

"I'll save that down here for my next jerk off" he said smiling. I was lost for words. But I wanted to get out of his car, before his mom got back and caught us. Ro sensed my urgency and said "Relax, she will call me before she leaves the mall".

But since I had cum and my crazy lust had subsided, I no longer liked the idea of staying in here alone with a gay boy. People might actually walk in front of the car, and see us on the back seat.

I said "look Ro. That was the best blow job I have ever had. And you're the cutest and sexiest boy I have ever met. And the horniest" I laughed. "But I need to get out of here before someone see us. This is way too dangerous".

While I quickly tried to get dressed properly, Ro asked "Can I see you again? There's so much I want to to know about, and you're the only gay I know".

I almost started explaining that I wasn't gay, but gave up. What would be the point?

At least not now.

Chapter 4

The following days I constantly thought about my hot encounter with Ro. But I was afraid to call him. I kept his number on a piece of paper in my wallet.

I imagined all sorts of weird scenarios, that would end up with me getting locked up for 80 years for abusing a little boy.

Maybe he confided to a friend, who then told his parents and now the police were now just waiting for me to call him, so they could catch me and lock me up.

Or maybe someone noticed my sperm on his clothes or skin and they put him under surveillance to catch me.

Or maybe no one knew. Yet. But some day in the future, the police would find out and go back and track who called his phone.

Or maybe Ro after a while had felt bad about what we had done and had told his parents or the cops. I knew I was being silly, but as much as I longed to see him again, I was still too afraid to call him. Maybe it was better not to do it anyway.

Days passed. The memory started to fade a little. I wasn't thinking about him all the time anymore. Maybe it would be possible to live on.

Then one day, I sat in a diner eating my lunch, when I noticed a mother at the booth next to me. She had two kids with her. Both very pretty and cute. A boy and a girl. The girl was about 10 years old and the boy about 7.

They were quickly done eating and while they waited for their mom to finish they started teasing each other and wrestle for fun. Big sister was far stronger but little brother was persistent and didn't yield.

"I'm going to the toilet. You two behave yourself while I'm away, ok?" their mother said and left.

After a couple of minutes the fight escalated, and the little guy was lying on his stomach while his sister was pinning him down and telling him to apologize. I silently enjoyed their playful fighting and pretended to read a newspaper. And then it happened.

The girl sat on the boy's legs, still pinning him down. Then she took off one of his socks and started to tickle his foot as she said, "I'll tickle your foot until you say you're sorry and I'm the coolest sister in the world".

The boy shouted "Never!" while he was laughing and giggling.

Right next to me, I could see his cute little foot being tickled, while he was held down unable to defend himself. Still he refused to yield.He scrambled and wriggled and laughed and cried all at the same time, trying to get free.

Relentlessly she tickled him until he shouted "Stop it, I'm gonna pee I'm gonna pee!"

"Then say it!" big sister said and rubbed his foot even harder.

He struggled harder than ever, but didn't yield.

Suddenly his big sister screamed "Eeewwww, you peed your pants you little dweep!" and jumped off him.

He turned around on his back facing me and said while he was still laughing "It's your fault. I told you I would".

Then, as his big sister turned around, she said "I'm telling mommy" the cute little guy pulled down his wet shorts to check how wet he was, right in front of my face.

I stared at the cute little pecker he had. And the glistering smooth skin. He fumbled with some paper trying to dry off the worst of the pee, while I sat with open mouth, enthralled by the view and suddenly vividly remembering Ro.

I realized I had a hard on. And I decided that I was going to call Ro.

Chapter 5

After that I spent the next days figuring out what would be the best way to call him. I was still scared, but now that the decision was made, I spent my time figuring out the safest way to do it, rather than imagining all the possible and impossible scenarios that would lead to me ending up in prison.

I decided to drive a good distance away, buy a prepaid card with cash and use it for the call. That way the call couldn't be tracked to me, and the location of the call would not be in my neighborhood.The next day I did it. I chose to make the call in the afternoon and hoped that he would pick up.

"Hello, it's Roland" a familiar voice said.

My heart skipped and I suddenly didn't know what to say.

I mumbled a "Hello" while I tried to kickstart my brain. Stupid and lame. I spent all that time planning how to make the call, and then I didn't know what to say.

"Who's this?" Ro said.

"Ehm… " I said.

"Ok, I'm hanging up" Ro said.

"No stop. Wait!" I said panicking. "It's ehm… It's me". I cursed at my stupidity.

The line went silent. He hadn't hung up.

Then he said "Is it…. You?"

"Yes" I said relieved.

"Oh, hang on a minute I'll go in here…" Ro said and the voice disappeared.When his voice returned it said, "Finally! I thought I'd never hear from you again"

"Well, now you have," I said smiling.

"You know, I planned the whole thing so we could meet again," Ro said.

"Yes, great. How?" I asked.

"I'll tell mom I'm going to a friend's home after school. Then you can pick me up there."

"Ok, that sounds great. When?"

"Tomorrow?" he asked. Obviously eager to meet me.

"Sure, I'll call you again tonight around 9pm, to check if your mom said ok?" I suggested.

"No, can you just hang on again?" he said and disappeared.

I thought I heard the phone being put down.A minute passed without anything happening.

Crazy thoughts started to arrive. Maybe he was stalling while they were tracking the call? How long had we been on the line now? I started to check my watch, but then he returned and chased my paranoid thoughts away.

"It's cool. My mom said ok," he said, smiling so loud that I could hear it on the phone.

He told me where his school was, a place nearby where I could pick him up unseen and at what time he would be there.

Then we hung up. Both excited like little school girls. Or like lovers?

The rest of the day I felt like I had a fever. I couldn't wait. I was scared and nervous.

What were we going to do? And where? Should I rent a room for us? Or would that be even more dangerous than bringing him to my place?

I decided to take him home with me. Motel rooms were probably more dangerous anyway. In case we ran into anyone, he would be my sister's son 'Brad'. Or so I would tell them. My sister did have a son named Brad. But he wasn't cute at all. And he was 14. But that didn't matter.I cleaned up my flat trying to make it look nice. I never cared much about such things, but suddenly it seemed important.

Then I remembered that he was a rich kid. No matter what I did, my place would look like a dump compared to what he was used to. I still cleaned up, bought some candles and a lot of sodas.

Then I went to bed. My hardon was begging for my attention, but I told it no. It was stubborn and kept on insisting for hours. But I was more stubborn and determined to save it until tomorrow, though it didn't make it any easier to fall asleep.

Next morning I had settled down a little bit. Which was strange, since I was now closer to meeting Ro.

But maybe my body and mind weren't able to keep up the level of excitement from yesterday for that long.

I spent half an hour watching some lame shows on the TV. I quickly got annoyed with what was on, and thought that the old broadcast system was really stupid. Somewhere some people at the network stations decide what millions of others are allowed to watch and when they can watch them. It makes no sense, when we have much better technologies. Even so I still regularly watched it. Turned off my brain and just pressed the buttons on the remote like a zombie.

Eventually I turned to Netflix instead and watched two episodes of True Blood. I like that show. Insane, bloody, corny, explicit, supernatural and funny.

Finally it was time to get ready. I showered and shaved. I was getting nervous again like a little kid on his first date.

I drove up to the meeting point, 30 minutes before I was supposed to pick him up. I wanted to check out the place. I was still paranoid I suppose. I parked a good distance away and checked out the surroundings. It was a little park, and the school wasn't far away, but no one seemed to come in this direction, so he had picked a good spot for us to meet without being seen. There was a little yellow building with some public toilets and a few benches outside it. We would meet behind the building which shielded us from the view from the school area. Then we could head out further away from the school and onto a small road where the park ended.

Chapter 6

Finally he showed up. As soon as he turned the corner of the yellow building, he saw me, smiled and waved.

He looked astonishing. Cool and smart with that aura of coolness, superiority and self confidence which seemed almost out of place on such a young boy.

I wanted to hug him, kiss him and tear his facade away by putting my hand into his pants and jerk his lovely little hairless dick. But of course that would have to wait.

I got up as he reached my bench. I nervously looked around and saw no one nearby.

"Hi" I said and reached out and gave him a hug.

"Hi again" Ro replied and continued in a whisper "OMG – I've waited for so long. I'm so horny and I have so many things I want to talk with you about"

He actually said 'O-M-G'. The letters. Kids these days.

I smiled and said, "Ok, I'm very happy to see you too".

When we had settled in the car, the first thing he said was, "Can I suck your dick again?"

"Yes of course," I replied. "I hoped you would".

"Cool!" he said. "I want to. I'm so horny. Look!" he said and opened his pants, pulled down his undies and showed me his stiffie.

I laughed and felt my own getting harder. "Yes it seems you are. But no worries, if you want, I'll suck you off 5 times".

"Only 5?" he complained and laughed."But… Ehm… Can I ask you something?" Ro asked hesitantly.

"Sure. Shoot"

"Well, How do gays… I mean… How… Where do I find a boyfriend?" he asked and looked a bit shy for once.

I reached out with my right hand, turned his head towards me, to make sure he was looking in my direction. Then I let go of him and pointed. At myself.

Then I looked back out at the traffic and smiled.

At first he had no idea what that meant. He started to repeat his question "But where…" and then it dawned on him.

"You want to be my boyfriend?" he asked with surprise in his voice.

"Oh yes, I would love that." I replied laughing. "But don't worry, I know you meant someone cool, your own age, you could hang out with and mess around with".

"No it's just… I mean you're pretty cool. And I love your dick. But it would be hard to have you come over to my place and hang out with my family and all that," he mused.

"Yeah, I know. And you need someone to fall in love with" I said.He blushed.

"Well to be honest, Ro, I don't really know how to pick up guys your own age. You see, I'm not exactly gay. I don't like men my own age".

"You're not? But… You like sex with me, right?" Ro asked confused.

"Yes of course. More than anything in the world. And not just sex. I would love to hang out with you. Play games. Have fun. Watch movies. You know, the lot".

He sat quietly for a while before he hesitantly asked, "Are you a pedophile?"

I didn't answer right away. I suppose I was. But I thought of myself as a boy lover. Pedophile sounded like some sort of monster. I suppose a lot of people would find that title appropriate for me.

"I don't rape children. Or anyone else for that matter," I said. "But I love boys like you very much. I'm a boy lover. But some people would claim it's the same thing".

Ro looked a little bit scared.

"Hey!" I said. "I'm not going to do anything at all with you, that you don't want".

After a few more seconds I added "Ro… We don't have to do this if you're scared or don't feel like it. I can just turn around and drive you home, if you prefer?"

Still looking unsure he replied "Nah… I've waited so long for this, and I'm so horny. I know I'm supposed to get the hell out of here. I mean… You're really a pedo?"

"Boy lover, thank you" I repeated.

"So, we're gonna have sex, and then you let me go, right?" he asked.

I could hear that I had really scared him. I had never heard this level of anxiety from him before. Suddenly he wasn't sure if I was going to hurt him. A thought that hadn't occurred to him at all, until the word pedophile came up.

"We don't even have to have sex, Ro. It's up to you what happens. I'll take you home whenever you want. We'll have sex if you want. And we can hang out and do whatever you want. I'm just happy to be with you." I said. "But I do hope you want to suck my hard fat cock again" I added with a wink.That seemed to break the ice or the doubts he had, because he reached out and put his hand on my cock.

"It is pretty hard," he said with a big smile. Then he unbuttoned my pants and grabbed it.

Before I knew what had happened, his head was in my lap and he was sucking on my cock. It was pretty dangerous on several levels. But it felt so good.

I let him suck on it for a little while, before I mustered the will power to get him off it and said "We have to wait. It's too dangerous like this".

"Ok" he said."Ehm… You know in all that gay porn, they always fuck each other's butts. Why do they do that? Does that really feel good?"

"Yes, it does. I've only fucked women's asses, but it really does feel very good. It's just a lot more difficult in many ways." I replied.

"Difficult how? Because it hurts?" Ro asked.

"Yes, it hurts in the beginning, but then it feels really good. It especially hurts the first time. When you get used to it, it just feels good. But there's also the cleaning. It's best to have empty bowels, so you don't get… Ehm… Dirty everywhere"

"You mean shit, right?"

"Right Sherlock. I mean shit. There are several things you can do to get clean, but let's not discuss that right now, ok?"

"Ok" he said and looked thoughtful.

"Ok, here we are" I said, parked the car and led him into my apartment.

Chapter 7

"What should we do first? There's so much I wanna do." he said as soon as the door closed behind us.

"That's up to you, Ro," I said. "How long do we have before you have to be home?"

He disappeared into my bed room. "You wanna have your dick sucked in here?" he almost shouted from the other room.

"Sure, anywhere" I said laughing.

"You know… You think we could like be naked and just stay in your bed after we sucked each other?" he asked.

"Ehm, sure if you want"

"Yeah, I'd like that. Are you gonna fuck me?" he said, as I entered the bedroom. He was half naked already. Just had his cute silky satin whatever undies on with a big tent in the front, and he was about to take off his socks.I would have enjoyed removing his clothes for him. But I suppose the horny boy was in a hurry. I'd better suck him off first thing, then maybe he could relax a bit and enjoy it all without all the rush.

"Ro, you're in such a hurry. You really should slow down and enjoy it. Maybe I should suck you off first to get you to relax?"

"Sure, I'm so horny. I've been waiting so long for this and I really like you. There's so many things I want to talk about and want to try.."

"I noticed, Ro" I said smiling.

"Could we… Like kiss a little first?" he asked and suddenly sounded shy. That was unusual.

"Of course, I'll kiss you for hours if you want, my cute sexy friend," I replied and sat on my bed.

"No no, take your clothes off first" he demanded.

I figured it was about time, I didn't obey his orders.

"Nope" I said.

Ro looked bewildered. "Why not?"

"If you want my clothes off, you'll have to remove them yourself," I teased.

His confused expression suddenly changed to a huge smile, when he realized what I wanted him to do. He liked the idea it seemed.

"Ok, stand up" he demanded. Always demanding.

I laid down on my back and smiled.

"Oh you naughty man!" he said and jumped on the bed next to me. Then he lifted my shirt up.

I helped a little by lifting my back, and he managed to get it over my head without too much hassle.

Then he opened my pants. My cock was already hard and he grazed it while fumbling with the button and zipper, it sent waves of pleasure through my body. I was so horny now.

I lifted my butt off the mattress so he could pull my pants down, and soon they were off too. Then he removed my socks, and we now both just wore our underwear.He reached for my boxers, wanting to pull them down and greet my hard cock. But that was too soon I thought.

"No Ro. Come up here and kiss me a little before we go on".

He laid himself on top of me, so we could feel each others nearly naked bodies. Then he kissed my lips. I reached around him and pulled his cute slim body into mine and enjoyed the warm soft feeling of him. I inhaled and enjoyed his scent.

This was so amazing.

Then we kissed. Slowly, teasingly at first. And then gradually with more and more passion.

I could feel his hard dick poking at my stomach. Then he reached down below himself and grabbed my cock while trying not to break our kiss. He was so eager.

It felt so great when his hand was around my cock, so I let him do it for a little while. But then I remembered.

I reached up under his arms, lifted him a little and rolled him off me, onto his back. Then I kissed his mouth, his nose, his cheek, chin, forehead, neck ears and lips again. Everywhere. Seemingly random, placed with no particular order. Yet I worked my way downwards, until I reached his belly button. I put my hand on his dick and felt it through the soft fabric of his undies. It felt incredibly hard. I slowly rubbed it and lowered my kisses another couple of inches [5 cm]. Then I reached inside and grabbed him. I think he almost came, so I slowed down and just held it there.

"Are you ok, Ro" I asked.

"Yeah, it feels so good. I've been waiting for this since you sucked me last time".

I pulled down his undies and decided to give the cool cute boy what he wanted and deserved.

I sucked him hard and fast without further games or teasing.

And within 1 minute, he was gasping and moaning.

I removed my mouth and said "Cum for me, Ro. I want your sexy dick in my mouth when you cum".

He seemed to like that because as soon as I put my mouth back around his hard hot rod, it started the familiar dance.

I could feel his body tense up. He made the cutest little sounds as he came. "Urg – ah – Mmm," or something like that. I kept sucking it and enjoyed his wonderful penis.o

"Whoa that was awesome!" he exclaimed. "Now I wanna suck you off, ok?"

Who can deny a wish like that I thought and readily agreed.

He quickly removed my boxers, grabbed my cock and stuck it in his mouth.

It seemed it hadn't helped much, if at all, to suck him off first. He was still in a hurry.

At first I tried to see if I could prolong it. Hold back. Make it last. But he had no sense of that and sucked and jerked happily away, and I gave it up. There was probably no way to make him slow down anyway.

I looked down at one of the cutest and most beautiful boys I had ever seen, and watched him eagerly suck at my hard cock. That was the last straw, and I came.

I think my first shot surprised him, but he quickly gathered his composure and sucked, swallowed and jerked me to the most wonderful orgasm. He didn't miss a drop of my cum, and as far as I could tell he loved it. Both the sucking, my cock and my cum.

When it was over he climbed back up to my face and smiled.

"Oh Ro, that was absolutely fantastic" I said and tried to kiss him.

He pulled his head away, smiled again and opened his mouth. It was full of my cum.

"You cung a lot" he grinned at me, without spilling any of it.

I laughed. "Very nice and very sexy" I praised. "You know just how to make a man happy, don't you?"

"I rike your cung" he said with a kinky smile.

"Well, there's more where that came from" I assured him. "And I love boys who like my cum". I patted his head, like he'd been a good dog.

Then he closed his mouth, swallowed and put his head on my chest.

"Can we just lie here for a while?" he asked.

"Sure I said. I'd love that" I answered and put my arms around his tight little body.As we laid there relaxing and enjoy each other, he asked "Do you want to fuck me?"

"Well, I don't think that's a good idea. It might hurt a lot and I'd prefer to make sure you have a really good time, now that we're finally together".

He was silent for a while. Then he said "If I was your boyfriend, would you fuck me?"

I wasn't sure what he meant. But I had to say something. so I gave it a shot.

"If we were boyfriends and we could hang out a couple of days per week, and you really wanted me to fuck your cute little ass, then yes. I'd fuck you".

He thought about that for a while before he whispered with a tenderness that was completely new to me "I wish I was your boyfriend".

"Me too, Ro." I replied. "Me too."After a while he said "You know, I told my mom that I'd sleep over at Brian's. She agreed right away. I usually don't sleep over at friends, because… You know. I'm not like the other boys and I sometimes don't feel comfortable around them. Except those I think are cute, but then I get so scared that they will find out I like them."

"You mean your mom doesn't expect you to come home tonight?" I asked amazed.

"Yeah… If you don't mind, I could sleep here with you and you could drive me to school tomorrow morning"

I could feel all sorts of emotions and thoughts. I was falling in love with him. A few minutes ago it had all been lust and horniness, but he was so sweet and lovely.

"I would love to have you sleep here, Ro. I hope we can cuddle like this all night."

"Great" he said and hugged me tight.

Then he went silent again.But not for long. "Would you mind… I know it's a bit weird" he interrupted himself. "Ehm… Could you tickle me again?"

"You mean your feet like last time?" I asked.

"Yes. And maybe… I dunno. Maybe you could tie me up when you tickle me?"

"You'd like that?"

"Yes, I think so. I really like when I'm tickled and can't get away. Is that weird?" he asked

"It's not so unusual" I reassured him. "Hmm…" I continued. "I suppose I could if you want"

"Now?" he asked, eager to get started.

The End