Chapter One

When I graduated college and started my first job at the age of 22, I got a new apartment. It was in a big house that split into multiple apartments. I was lonely and desperate for company, but I knew I could never have what I really wanted: a boy. I could have sex with guys my age, and had tried it, but it wasn't what I longed for and dreamed of.

I lived alone in my new apartment, settling in, getting used to my commute to work, learning the city. There's a feeling of excitement and freedom when you first move to a new place, but after a month it was wearing off. With my enthusiasm for my new place gone, I was left with a small apartment and no prospects for a better life.

But then Darren showed up. I mean literally, I was washing dishes and I turned around and there he was, a young boy, maybe 10 or 11 years old (I later found out he was 12).

"What the…why are you here?" I was stunned by the boy's beauty, golden youthful hair, longer on top. Bright green eyes. And a quizzical look on his face, studying me.

"I live next door," he said, and his voice was sweeter than I had expected, smooth. "I used to come to see Suzy, she was an older lady who used to live here. I'm Darren."

"Uh…" I didn't need this kid here. Last thing I needed was his parents finding out, and thinking I'm a pedophile. On the other hand…a boy! In my combination kitchen and living room! "Alex. I'm Alex." I tried to act cool. "But seriously, how did you get in here?" I glanced at the apartment door, deadbolt still in the locked position.

"It's a secret," Darren said, smiling.

"Um, yeah, tell me now," I said, in my older brother voice.

His face scrunched up, eyes towards the ceiling, thinking it over. "OK, I'll tell you, but… I notice you have a Switch. Let me borrow a game, and I'll tell you how I got in here."

Immediately my mind jumped to having a boy to play video games with. Wouldn't that be so adorable? And in my daydream, we cuddled on the couch too.

"How about, no, but you can play any games you want while you're here." I cringed after saying it though. Now I'd crossed the line of deniability by actually inviting a minor into my house. But to my delight and regret, the boy agreed.

"OK, but you'd better be good at them Alex."

Oh man, he remembered my name too! "Let's go then." I walked past him and sat down on the couch. "Pick a game."

Darren looked through my games, selecting Overcooked. "Is this one good?"

"Oh, it's great," I said. "But you might not be able to handle it."

"I can handle it!" he said.

"We'll see buddy."

"And don't call me buddy," he said, looking adorably indignant.

He settled on the couch next me. I had a boy on my couch!

Well, it turned out Darren was pretty good. I was better, but I'd played that game before. Given enough time he might have me on the ropes.

After an hour had passed, he decided to head home. "My parents might be looking for me."

"So about that," I said, trying to hide my disappointment. "How did you get in here?"

He walked into my bedroom. It was small but it did have a closet. He stepped inside and pushed against the back in one spot. The wall hinged backward, into a bedroom, the mirror of mine. "Pretty cool right?"

"Wow, I wonder who put this in?"

"Who knows? Well, see you later." Darren closed the door behind him.

I waited a few seconds, then quickly pulled down my pants and underwear and masturbated furiously. My dick had been hard any time I was looking at Darren, or thinking about him, and I needed relief. I pictured cumming in his angelic face, and him smiling as I did.

❖

Darren started coming over a few nights a week. I loved it, and the hours spent playing games with him became the highlight of my life. I was afraid to be gone in case I missed him stopping by.

I loved Darren's sweat pants. He always wore them, and they were the right size to accentuate his shapely ass. I never took my eyes off them when Darren was turned away from me. And he was almost always barefoot, so his cute little feet drew my attention. And his smell made me want to lean in and smell him up close, but so far I had refrained.

I would ask Darren about school and learn what he thought about his friends and family, and the difficulties he had in life. I told him about my own life, how I had no friends near me and rarely went to see other friends.

We had a really strong bond, to the point where he became my friend too, not just something pretty to look at. I was worried Darren didn't really feel the same, but then he asked me some direct questions one day.

"Do you like me coming over?" Darren asked.

"Yeah!" I said, with a bit too much enthusiasm. More levelly, I said, "I mean, it's good to have someone to play games with in person, I don't have any friends in town."

"No friends, lame," he said, teasingly.

I laughed. "Hey, it's not easy when you change towns."

"I like hanging out with you too," Darren said. "You're like a brother."

I though he was the hottest thing I'd ever seen in my life. And also like a brother. "Yeah, you too." I slid over on the couch, so our bodies were touching. Darren smiled but didn't comment, and we resumed our game.

Before he left, he asked to a borrow a game. I agreed just to see his bright smile.

❖

We had been together a few months when Darren caught me masturbating. He had dashed off to leave and I heard the closet door close. I headed into my room and started to jerk off. I had my eyes closed like always (it made it so much easier to remember Darren's face). My orgasm hit and I caught my cum in my hand. I opened my eyes and saw Darren standing in front of me.

"Oh fuck!" I said, startled and embarrassed and worried about what Darren would think.

Darren was smiling and said, "Don't worry, I do it too." That was some interesting information. I cleaned myself with tissues, turning away from Darren. "I was wondering if you did and…well…I've notice you're hard a lot, so I figured you might do it when you were alone."

"You intentionally spied on me!" Now I was mad.

"I'm sorry," he said. "Do you want me to stop coming over?" He looked so sad when he asked, it broke my heart.

"No, no, it's OK. I guess that's what I get for not checking for privacy first. It's the most important rule of the business after all."

"So you made a lot of that stuff. They told us about it in health class, but I hadn't seen it first hand before."

That made my face go red. I wondered in horror at how much he must have seen. Masturbating isn't exactly a dignified look and more than anything I wanted Darren to think I was cool.

"It's OK Alex, really. I'll see you tomorrow maybe." And he headed through the secret door, for real this time.

❖

There's isn't much in life that's more embarrassing for a guy than being caught masturbating, and the embarrassment had me cringing every time I thought about Darren seeing me. Well, cringing sometimes, other times I got hard because it inevitably made me think about Darren jerking off.

Darren waited a few days to come back. I'd started to get worried he really wouldn't return when he finally showed up, looking just a beautiful as ever.

He sat down to play games, and I noticed he was also hard in his sweatpants. I realized he must have positioned himself and his dick that way intentionally. He noticed me looking, made eye contact. "Hey, I was wondering… since I got to see you play with yourself, wouldn't it be fair if you saw me?"

My heart rate shot up just thinking about it. Was this really happening? Knowing I was failing to hide my desperation, I said, "Yeah, that would be fair."

He smiled with glee and stood up, taking off his pants and underwear. Holy shit! I could see Darren's little hairless penis! I couldn't take my eyes away as Darren sat his cute little bottom down on my couch. Was this really happening?

Darren's small fingers started stroking his dick. He was small enough that he couldn't use his whole hand on it. And it was so adorable the way hid did it, using fingers from both hands, rubbing up and down. He must still be fairly new to the world of self-pleasure, still learning the right technique.

He glanced over at me and saw me staring wide-eyed. I finally tore my gaze away and looked up into his eyes, and his flushed face. His skin was so pale even the slightest exertion made his cheeks turn red.

"I only-uh-recently started," he said, panting. He let go of his dick and set his hands down. "Can you maybe do it for me? To help me learn?"

I was speechless. He was asking me to touch that beautiful boy cock? I looked down at it, and Darren wiggled his torso so his hard dick bounced back and forth. I reached out, touching the firm dick with my right hand. I felt around the head, and then rubbed his balls. No hair, no stubble, no blemishes, just milky white skin and soft genitals. I gripped his penis with my fingers and started jerking. It triggered memories I didn't know I still had, of when I had had my own little boy cock to stroke. It was good to feel it again.

I got into a rhythm, stroking that hard little dick. I rested my other hand on his smooth thighs and rubbed them, then moved up and played with his undescended balls, all the while keeping up speed with my other hand. As my left hand reached his balls, I made eye contact, losing myself in his dilated pupils ringed by bright green.

He started tensing up, and closed his eyes, and I sped up. I stared at his face, enjoying the pleasure I saw there, his delight, as I gave him his first hands free orgasm. I could tell when it hit because he couldn't help moaning and shivering with pleasure, music to my ears.

I didn't want to let go, but as it started softening I felt a little awkward and took my hands off him. My face went red with embarrassment when he opened his eyes and looked at me, and I had to look away. That lasted like 3 seconds then I looked at his crotch again. How could that not be the focus of my attention?

To my disappointment, he stood up and slipped on his sweatpants and underwear, but I did get a nice view of his ass as he did so. It was just as stunning as the rest of him.

He sat back down. "Thanks for that, that felt good," said Darren, making me blush again. "More Mario Kart?"

Chapter Two

The next time Darren came over, there was tension in the air. For the last two days I'd been thinking about that moment of eye contact as I jerked off his undeveloped little dick, seeing his face in ecstasy and knowing I'd caused it. I think we both knew it was going to change our dynamic.

My evening with Darren started casually enough, with Darren picking out a game to play. As we were playing, I was thinking of his perfect little penis, so cute and fresh looking. I couldn't help but glance over and see it pressing against his sweatpants. My own dick was hard now. I paused the game.

"Um…" Act cool, I thought. "Hey, you liked that thing I did last time. Would you maybe do that for me? I'd do it for you again, of course." I looked at him hopefully.

The wide grin on his face was answer enough. "OK," he said, and eagerly pulled down his pants and underwear again before I could do the same. He was too fast in those sexy sweatpants. "Me first."

Once again I jerked off that perfect little cock. I took my time this time, really enjoying having permission to touch this boy's hairless genitals. It was a dream come true; it'd be wrong not to enjoy it. I leaned in close, trying to inhale the scent of his crotch. I could just faintly smell his sweat. I wanted to taste it.

Darren started to tense up, nearing orgasm. Thinking he wasn't likely to stop me now, I ran my other hand along his skinny little abdomen, feeling his abs tense up. God, he was so warm!

Orgasm done, Darren put his pants and underwear back on. "OK, let's play games now," Darren said.

"Wait, but what about me?" I asked.

"Uh, I kind of decided I don't really feel like doing that right now," Darren looked like he was teasing, but he sounded serious.

My dick ached. I wanted relief. "Are you sure?" My voice sounded painfully desperate.

"Yeah, some other time." Darren shrugged.

"Well…can I do myself?" I asked.

"No, I want to play games now. Come on Alex, you're being boring."

"OK, sorry, let's play," I said, suppressing my disappointment.

❖

I spent all my free time thinking about Darren. His shiny white teeth, his soft skin, and the look of pleasure on his face as I brought him to orgasm. I thought about him all day at work too.

"Are you seeing someone?" my work friend Kevin asked. "You seem happy lately."

I wasn't sure what to say. Yes, I am seeing someone, the boy of my dreams, comes right to my apartment to let me play with his dick and make him have adorable orgasms. Well, obviously I didn't say that. "Yeah, I might have something going on. Not dating, just… benefits."

"Wow, I didn't think you had it in you," he said.

"Ha, neither did I honestly." I couldn't believe I had this wonderful boy in my life. If he hadn't literally shown up without me even leaving the house, I would still be alone. I knew it would end someday, and I was determined to try and enjoy whatever happened.

❖

"So you masturbate a lot?" Darren asked, after I jerked him off one night. I'd been doing it at least once every time he came over for a few weeks now. The initial awkwardness had passed, and now it was just part of our relationship. He'd come over, I'd give him a handjob, and we'd play games for a while. He never gave me one and eventually I stopped asking, happy to at least get to feel his little dick, and his smooth, hairless balls.

"Yeah, pretty often," I said. I figured a little honesty wouldn't hurt, although a lot surely would. Like telling him what I fantasized about.

"Do you watch porn?" he asked.

"Um…well, I have," I said.

"My friend says every guy does."

"Well do you watch porn?" I asked.

"My friend showed it to me, but I don't have a phone or computer of my own to use for that," Darren said.

There was silence then as I pictured Darren watching porn. I'm not sure what Darren was thinking about.

"Well, could you show me some of what you're into?" Darren asked.

I wanted to do it, I wanted to corrupt this innocent little angel even more, show him some of my favorite gay porn. I just didn't know if I could handle the awkwardness of it. Not to mention getting in trouble if anyone found out, but I was getting better at just not thinking about that. The lust completely overrode my brain when Darren was around.

"Please," Darren said sweetly.

"Oh, all right," I said. "Let's go to my room." I got up, entered my room and sat down in my computer chair. I had an actual desktop with two monitors, and pulled open the Internet. I wasn't sure what to look for. Darren was standing right next to me.

"Just search for whatever you normally do," my young friend said.

"All right, but you asked for it," I said. I wanted to hide who I was, but I also wanted to believe that he wouldn't hate me for it, that we could still be friends even if I was not straight and in fact preferred much younger guys.

So I searched for Twink bondage videos. I couldn't believe what was happening, but my dick was in control. I showed him bits of a few different videos. In addition to spanking, there was some anal sex and dick sucking involved to. I looked at his face as much as I could, seeing his bright eyes lit up with interest. I realized pretty quickly that he was into this stuff too. I could help but glance at his pants too, and he was definitely hard again. So was I, but that was almost a constant around Darren.

"So you like this kind of stuff? With guys?" he asked.

"Yeah, I always have," I replied.

"And what are twinks?"

"Young looking adult men."

"Do you like boys too?" Darren asked, making eye contact briefly then glancing away.

I couldn't look at him either. But I was pretty sure it would be obvious if I lied, so I said "Yes. I've always liked them too."

"And me?"

"Well…I do think you're super hot." It felt so good to finally say it, even if I was worried about his reaction.

"Let's play games again." He seemed not to react to what I said. Or maybe he just wasn't surprised by what I said, had known for a while.

We went back to the couch, sitting down pressed up against each other like usual. I didn't much feel like playing games. I wanted to experiment further with Darren, and have him suck my cock. He must still be nervous around me, but surely now that we'd seen porn together, we could advance our relationship. Or so I hoped. But I was afraid to say more. Better to let him lead our sexual interactions so I wouldn't go beyond his comfort level.

Darren unpaused the game, but we both played like shit, barely making progress on Lego Star Wars. Finally, Darren dropped his controller. "So, do you ever want to put someone's dick in your mouth?"

"Give someone a blowjob you mean?" I smiled as I said it, it was fun talking about this stuff with Darren. "I have before, in college. I'd like to do it again some day."

Darren thought about it a bit more. "Well, I would let you do it to me, if you wanted to."

This is one of the (many) reasons I love Darren. I think anyone else might be afraid to ask, but Darren must have realized I would do it if he just suggested it. And I wanted to. Tasting that boy cock was a dream of mine. But I still wanted some gratification for myself. If Darren was getting something from this, I should too.

"I might want to," I said as casually as I could. "What about you, would you want to do it to me?"

He seemed to think it over but I thought from his expression he would say no. The he said, "I'm not sure, yours is just so big you know. Maybe, I could just give you a handjob for now?"

Well I wasn't falling for that one again. "OK, but you have to do that first."

Darren nodded, and I stood up and eagerly pulled my pants down and stepped out. Then my underwear. I was proud of how big my dick was, or at least, how big it must look to this boy.

"Wow, you really are excited. Oh, take your shirt off too."

I pulled my shirt off. I was usually a bit self conscious. I had chest hair and I didn't like it, I preferred hairless bodies. Now I was fully naked, standing in front of a twelve year old with my dick standing completely erect.

"Turn around, I want to get a good look," he said. Darren actually wanted to see me naked! I rotated in place while Darren looked me up and down. "Ok, sit down."

I sat back down on the couch. Darren turned so he could use his right hand on me. He reached out tentatively, and I just wanted his hand to make contact, so I thrust my hips up a little and smack his soft hand with my dick. We both laughed, needing an outlet for all the sexual tension.

He gripped my six inch[15 cm] cock firmly with his right hand. "Wow, this does feel big in my hand. I hope I'm even bigger than you when I'm older."

He started to stroke me, and it felt even better than I'd imagined. I didn't know where to look, at his face adorably screwed up in concentration, or at his delicate thin little fingers tugging at my cock. I almost wanted to close my eyes and picture him doing more.

I was already close to cumming. My abs tensed up a couple times. He stopped moving his hand, just held my dick. Some precum had dripped onto the back of his hand.

"Want me to keep going?" he asked, smugly. God I loved this kid, so nervous a minute ago asking for a blowjob, now confidently teasing me mid handjob.

"Yes," I said desperately. I moved my hips a little for stimulation.

"Then say the magic word," he said in his piping child's voice.

The magic word? Oh, right. "Yes, please keep going."

He resumed jacking me off, looking pleased with himself. He jerked faster now, and I was just about to cum. I didn't want to warn him in case he changed his mind, so it was a surprise to him when my cum shot out, squirting high up onto my chest. He kept going, until another shot got all over his hand.

"Gross, you make so much," Darren said, looking at my cum on his hand. "Will you clean it up? With your mouth?"

I didn't particularly like eating my cum either, but I loved Darren's hands, so I took hold of his wrist and leaned in and licked my cum off the back of his fingers, and couldn't hep but smile as I did it. I licked him a little longer than necessary and reluctantly let go of his hand.

We both realized what was next at the same time. Darren jumped up and took his clothes off, even his shirt. I had a beautiful naked boy standing in front of me. He saw me looking, grinned, and turned around so I could see his backside, his well rounded smooth bottom, his spine poking out from his back, his slender arms hanging down. I loved every inch of him. I wanted to pull his ass cheeks apart and look at his last hidden area, but decided not to risk it.

Facing me now, he said, "Your turn. Put it in your mouth."

"Sit on the couch," I said. He complied, spreading his thin little legs out wide, giving me access to his erect cock. I knelt between his legs, leaning forward. "Lean back further." He adjusted himself, sliding his butt forward towards the edge of the couch. Perfect, this would give me an ideal angle for being able to see his adonis face while I sucked his dick.

I couldn't wait any longer and I leaned in and engulfed his cock in one quick motion. I have 12 year old dick in my mouth! Nice and warm and soft, and not too big or too uncomfortable. It just felt right to me. I was in heaven.

I wanted to make him enjoy it too, it wouldn't do for him to decide he didn't like this that much. I sucked with as much skill as I could manage. Sensing him getting close the the edge, I stopped and backed off, and took this opportunity to explore his whole pubic area with my mouth. I started on the outside, licking along the intersection between his crotch and his legs, making him squeal with delight, a sound that was music to my ears. Darren was clearly a bit sensitive, which made my job easier. I lifted his nutsack and licked behind it. I wanted to head down to his taint but decided against it, working my sway up instead, licking along the underside of his dick. I ran his dick along my face, even poking myself in the eye with it, then finally, to his great anticipation, putting it back in my mouth.

"Fuck that's good!" Darren said.

"Language," I said teasingly, then started sucking again.

I had him moaning and breathing deep and then he tensed up a few times and I knew his orgasm was hitting. We made eye contact as his orgasm hit and it made me hard again, my refractory period surprisingly short.

"Holy crap that was the best thing ever!" Darren was overjoyed.

"I think your cock is the best thing ever," I said, but cringed after I said it. It was true, but Darren didn't need to know how badly I needed him. I didn't want to give him that kind of power over me, didn't want him to know that he was my whole reason for living now.

"Do you want me to blow you?" he asked then, much to my delight.

"Hell yes!" I said, sitting up.

"Maybe if you're good, and get good grades, I will," he said, in perfect imitation of a parent promising a reward for good behavior. I just laughed it off, but I should have realized then that Darren's greatest natural talent was manipulation.

He stood up, I think to get dressed, but I stood up too and hugged him close, pressing our naked bodies together. I was hard already, and my dick was pressing against his. He hugged me back but then wanted to pull away, so I let him go.

We both got dressed. Games were the furthest thing from our minds, and we ended up watching a movie together, before he had to go back and go to bed.

❖

I held out hope of getting a blowjob from him. The next time he came over, he casually rubbed at his dick while we played a few races in Mario Kart. Of course, I lost because all I could think about was sex. I think the adolescent hormones must not be hitting him in full force yet as he seemed perfectly willing to wait.

Eventually, I paused the game. "I can't help but notice your dick is poking in your pants."

"Yeah, want to suck it again?" he asked, delightfully forward.

"Yeah, if you don't mind," I said. "And will you suck me off too?"

"I don't really feel like it honestly, you make so much of that white stuff." Darren made a face like he was eating something gross.

"Cum."

"Yeah."

I hid my disappointment and got to work sucking his dick. He just sat back and let me get down on the floor, peeling his sweatpants down. I pulled his underwear off too. I looked down at the tight white underwear in my hands, then glanced at him. Ah fuck it, I thought, and took a deep sniff of his underwear with Darren watching. He smiled, enjoying seeing me inhale the smell of underwear.

Now I wanted the real thing. I leaned in, putting my nose between his balls and penis, and breathed in deeply. "I love how you smell," I said, glancing up at him, my mouth on this boy's genitals. This time, I tasted something as his orgasm hit. When I finally let his softening dick out of my mouth, I looked up at him. "I think you made cum that time. Well, basically just clear fluid from the taste, but still, isn't that cool?"

"Nice, soon I'll be making as much as you!"

I didn't know about that. I hoped it took him a long time to become a hairy adult like me, I loved looking at his barely pubescent body.

This time, he just stayed without sweatpants on as we played games. This served to distract me as usual, since I peeked at his dick as often as I could.

After he left, I went to my room and noticed something: he'd left his underwear on my pillow. I snatched it up, held it to my nose, and breathed deeply as I jerked off.

Chapter Three

A couple months went by. Sometimes Darren would come by just to get a blowjob. He'd come in, say "hi, how's it going", and then sit down and pull out his cock. He didn't even have to ask, I knew what he wanted and I was happy to do it. I knew how many men would be happy to be in my place, sucking boy cock on the regular.

I tried so explore his ass with my fingers while blowing him, but he didn't seem to like it. I guess he was still a kid in that way, probably afraid he would be dirty down there, not that I would care. He'd let me grip his ass cheeks, I could tell he liked that, but if I tried to touch his hole with my fingers he would tell me not to. I did sneak a feel occasionally anyway though, and let me tell you, it was heavenly, the right temperature to make my whole body shiver with excitement.

But today I didn't do that, today I just swallowed his delicious drop of youthful cum, my favorite part.

"You're getting even better," Darren said to me as I sat back down next to him. I had taken to lounging around in just a t-shirt and my briefs when at home, so that when Darren came over, we could make skin to skin leg contact.

"Thanks buddy," I said, grateful this hot boy liked what I could do for him.

Darren scratched his chin for a second, thinking. "Could you order the new Legend of Zelda game? I kind of want to play that. I know you don't like those games, but I'd really like to borrow it from you." He looked at me, wide eyed and hopeful.

"Sure, why not?" After all, I could afford to buy a game for my hot young friend.

❖

I ordered Darren's Zelda game, but while I was in a buying mood, I decided to get some toys for myself too. I excitedly looked online for some handcuffs. I was thinking with my erection and went overboard buying toys for myself. I'd probably not show the rest of it to Darren but who knows, as the kid matured sexually, maybe he'd want to mess around with this stuff.

When it arrived, I couldn't wait to try it out. Not the Zelda game, the handcuffs. I had two pairs, and tested that I could theoretically handcuff myself to the bed with them, attaching it to the metal headboard posts. Perfect.

Now I had to wait for Darren to come over. I never wanted to knock on his door. I figured boys, like cats, don't like you if you're too desperate. But boy was it a long wait. It was close to 9:30 when he came over, technically past his bedtime.

"Sorry I'm late," he said, "my parents had a party they took me too. Did you get the game?"

"Yep," and I handed him the the Zelda game and pointed to the handcuffs and keys sitting on my end table.

He put the game box in his surprisingly large sweatpants pocket. Then he played with the handcuffs. "Wow, these are real handcuffs. Nice and solid." Perfect, I thought, he's interested. He looked towards me.

"Want me to put them on you, buddy?" I asked.

"No, other way around," he said. I held out my wrists and he cuffed them together. "OK, let's game, we have to finish that one from last week." He slipped the keys in his sweatpants pocket.

I'd kind of been hoping for more, but OK. I was able to play with my hands cuffed in front of me, and it was still kind of hot knowing he had the keys.

It was an hour later that he said, "Can we try handcuffing you to your bed?"

"Yeah," I said, like I would have even said no to him at this point.

He uncuffed me then we went to my room. "Get naked," Darren said in an authoritative voice.

I peeled my clothes off quickly, then laid on my back and arms out. Darren cuffed me to my bed posts, arms spread out. I shuddered with pleasure when I felt the second cuff lock in place.

"Try to get out," Darren said.

I struggled, pulling at the handcuffs. I was definitely stuck, even if the key was in my hand, I would not be able to use it. "I'm stuck," I said.

"And you like it," Darren said, pointing at my boner. He sat down on the bed in front of me. He gripped my dick in his hand, and started to stroke my.

Hell yeah, I thought, this is awesome.

When I was getting close, he stopped. "Who's your favorite boy ever?"

"You are Darren, now please, keep going!"

He resumed working, and then I had a strong orgasm, blasting cum all over my stomach. He wiped his hand off on my face, smearing it with cum. I looked at him with lust as he did it, and he was smiling, enjoying this.

"OK, have a good night," he said, turning toward the secret door.

"Wait, Darren, stop, Darren, I have work in the morning!" I watched in horror as the door in the closet thumped closed. "Fuck!"

I don't know why I hadn't expected it. I should have known better. Darren may look innocent, but it was obvious that playing sexual games turned him on.

I'll admit, this was kind of hot. It wasn't the most comfortable way to sleep, but I managed. A hot boy had handcuffed my to my bed, I mean how cool was that?

Luckily, Darren stopped by in the morning, all dressed up in his school uniform. "Had a good night?"

"I've had better." My arms and shoulders hurt. "Will you let me go now?"

He crawled up on the bed and unzipped his khaki pants. He fished his dick out. I sucked him off immediately. I could do a better job with my hands free, but him being totally in charge, holding my head in place, was really hot. I could smell the soap he'd used to wash with before school. When he was done, he unlocked one of the cuffs and dropped the keys on the bed. "See you later Alex!"

I made it into work late that morning. I was usually punctual, so my boss let it slide without comment.

❖

"It was fun handcuffing you," Darren said. "Why do I like doing stuff like that?"

"I don't know buddy," I said, and smirked as Darren rolled his eyes. "I like it to. I think there's no reason to worry about it. We both have fun, and so…why should we care? Just keep it between us you know."

"Oh I know, I doubt my parents would like me hanging out with you. They're really religious too, it's annoying."

"Oh, I can imagine."

"So…if it's OK, can I handcuff you again?" Darren asked.

"Actually, I've got more stuff to play with." I went to my room and pulled out the box of toys from under my bed.

Darren was fascinated. "A ball gag! And are these ankle cuffs?"

"Yep." I was happy he liked this stuff.

"And this is…" Darren held up a rubber butt plug.

"That's a butt plug, it goes inside your butt."

Darren laughed at that. "Wait, has it been in your butt?" He dropped it back in the box.

"Well yeah, but I washed it."

"Still…" He looked like he had an idea. "OK, let's try something. Get undressed."

I quickly did so, proudly letting my adult sized dick swing around in front of Darren.

"On the bed, face down," Darren ordered.

I liked where this was going. I laid down and he handcuffed my arms up to the metal headboard, and ankle cuffed my feet to the other side. I was now on my stomach spread eagled on the bed, legs wide apart. I realized then that this was probably a bad idea, but the feeling of helplessness just turned me on more and I ground my dick into my mattress.

"Wow, you're excited!" Darren sounded delighted. He pulled out the butt plug again. "Let's try this." He looked up close at my ass. "Wow, I can see your little hole here." He lined the plug up, and started to press it in. It took him way too long to line it up right and he kept pressing it in at the wrong angle. When he finally got the angle right, he pressed in way too hard.

"Slow down!"

"Oh, sorry," he said, not sounding as sorry as I'd like. I glanced at him over my shoulder. It was so hot seeing him sitting on the bed behind me, focused on my bare ass. Suddenly the plug was all the way in. I groaned a little bit as I felt my ass contract again around the narrow end.

"And now the gag." Darren pulled the ball gag out and I opened my mouth wide to let it in. With me fully secure and unable to speak, Darren sat on the bed next to me. "This is really fun, Alex. I like you licking my dick, and jerking it too. Plus I do like playing games with you. But, I told you not to call me buddy, and you didn't listen."

I wasn't sure what that meant. I tried to say sorry, but it came out unintelligible with the ball stuffed in my mouth.

Darren stripped off. I watched him over my shoulder, making sure to catch his ass being exposed. Then he climbed onto me, and I felt his warm little butt cheeks settle down on my back, with his front facing my own ass. It looked hot as hell from where I was sitting, and felt really good too. Being sat on by a naked boy is something everyone should try.

I felt a sudden sting and heard the SMACK! He was spanking me! He used both hands, bringing them down one after the other rapidly, as hard as he could. The sounds filled my ears. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

It hurt immediately, and it just got worse from there, building in sharpness and intensity. I couldn't help myself, and tried to buck him off me, to get my assailant away from me. Darren held on, moving his legs around so he could squeeze my sides with his legs to help steady himself, and continued to spank me. It hurt, but I was still hard. Even though I couldn't help but want the pain to stop, I loved it, I needed it. I felt completely under this boy's control, and it was exactly where I wanted to be.

Darren finally stopped. "Ow, that really stings your hand." He should try being on the receiving end. "Now, you won't call me buddy again, right?"

I nodded. I realized I had started to cry, and I sniffled.

He uncuffed me then. I took the gag out myself. I reached for the  butt plug but he stopped me. "Leave that in for now."

I did as I was told, not even questioning. "So, you really didn't like to be called buddy, did you Darren?"

"Eh, it wasn't that bad, I just wanted an excuse to spank you." I laughed at that, it was just too cute the way he said it. "Did you like it?"

"Oh yeah," I said, rubbing my ass, feeling the heat and the sting of them. "It felt good."

"Maybe we can do it again sometime?" Darren asked hopefully.

"I hope so." I loved Darren, and would have let him spank me every day if I could.

❖

Darren came over a couple nights later. "Get naked," he said, as he entered the room. I hastily complied, and I watched in delight as he got undressed too. I wonder what he had in mind this time. "Suck my dick," he said.

I got on my knees and brought him off again, worshipping his cock. I loved it.

When that was done, he got dressed again, then sat down on the couch. "Come on, game time," he said, excited. "There's a new expansion for Overcooked you have to buy. No, keep your clothes off."

I sat down on the couch, aware now that I was naked and Darren was not. I thought maybe there was some reason, but he seemed to just want to see me naked.

"Oh, and order us some pizza."

❖

He ordered me to get naked again each time we got together. After a few times, I just started getting undressed when he got to my place since I knew he was going to ask.

Christmas came around. He'd been hinting at wanting a phone, so I got him a prepaid phone with a ton of minutes. "Just keep it secret from your parents, OK."

"Thank you, Alex!" he said. Then I got my own Christmas present. I was already naked of course, and he stood up to get naked too. Then he got on his knees in front of me. I was excited, was he actually going to blow me? Then his face got closer and closer, and I wanted to believe it. He grabbed my dick in one hand, and ran his tongue along it from base to tip. Then he put his mouth on it and I felt his tongue, and thrust forward a little bit, and now he was sucking my cock.

I watch my dick filling his mouth, holding his jaw open. His beautiful blue eyes looking up from that cocksucking face. He wasn't the best at it, I could tell he was having trouble with the size. But just knowing it was cute little Darren's tongue licking the underside, his mouth choking on it when it went into his throat, was enough. I climaxed, shooting cum into his mouth. He swallowed the first shot but then pulled back and I shot it onto his face, right along his right cheek.

I stared in wonder at my fantasy come true, my cum tainting his cherubic face, and him smiling at me. I leaned in and licked my cum off his cheek, and down along his neck where it had ran down. Then we made eye contact briefly, and I leaned in to kiss him. It was his first time for that too, but he quickly got into it and we made out for a while on my couch, our naked bodies pressed together, rubbing our dicks together.

When we got tired, he fell asleep in my arms. I carried him to his bedroom and quietly laid him down. I gave him his shirt and sweatpants, but I kept his underwear as a souvenir of the day I got my Christmas present.

❖

"That was wonderful," I told him, next time I saw him.

"Well, don't get used to it, that was just for Christmas," Darren said, much to my disappointment. "Now get to work." He pointed down at his own crotch, and I dutifully did my favorite job in the world, giving this boy orgasms.

Chapter Four

A month later, Darren started getting more interested in my ass. It started with more spankings. He spanked me on the couch, on the bed, and bending over and touching my toes.

On one memorable occasion, he had me stand at the foot of my bed, then lean over the footboard. It was metal, and he was able to handcuff me that way, standing up with my ass exposed to him. He cuffed my ankles together too just for good measure. He spanked me nice and good.

After spanking me, he took an up close look at my ass, and felt the outside of it. He knelt down behind me, and spread my asscheeks. I loved the feel of his small soft hands gripping my ass. He then rubbed the outside of my anus with his finger, then pushed his finger in lightly, then withdrew.

Then he sat in my chair and played the Switch in handheld mode, with a full view of my red ass. He liked leaving me bound up like this, unable even to masturbate. I watched him over my shoulder as much as my neck could handle.

❖

He progressed to plugging me all the time with the butt plug I had bought. One day, after inserting it, he said, "You should wear it all day at work."

"No way," I said, "that would hurt too much."

"Come on, just put it in, one day, what's the worst that could happen? Then while I'm at school I can picture you in your office with that thing up your butt."

So I did as I was told, just to make him happy. It hurt like hell at the end of the day, but every time I felt the pain, I thought of who I was wearing it for, and that made it bearable, even exciting.

When I went home, I waited for Darren. He came over and pulled it out for me, and I wasn't able to keep the pain off my face as he pulled it out of my sore ass.

❖

One day we looked through some bondage equipment on my phone. He asked me to buy a device that locks you into a face down kneeling position. 'Locking Wrist and Ankle Spreader Bar', it was called. Basically a straight bar with four cuffs, two on the inside for your hands, two on the outside for your ankles. I ordered it, and when it arrived, Darren was ready.

Darren came over. I started undressing. "It's on the table," I said.

He ran over and picked it up. "Wow, it's heavy."

"Yeah, it's quality stuff. Where do you want to try it?"

"On the bed," he said, pointing.

Now it was my turn to gleefully run, already hard. I set the device down and got into position, basically face down, with my arms underneath me pointing straight backward. Darren figured out the locking mechanism and soon I was locked in, ankles and wrists cuffed to the bar. My ass was totally exposed, and the angle forced my ass cheeks to spread open so my hole was exposed. Darren gave me a few quick spanks.

"Ouch you little bastard," I said. Darren spanked me one time and smirked at me as he rubbed it, knowing I couldn't do anything and wouldn't stop him even if I could. He knew me too well now, knew I was never going to say no to him.

Then Darren undressed himself. I admired his hot body. He'd grown a little since I'd know him, a little bit taller. Still sexy. And then he got out the lube I had been keeping on my nightstand, hoping he would use it. He did.

He stuck his finger in me, covered in lube, and spread it inside me. He lubed up his own dick. I only sat there, unable to move, but anticipating this moment.

He got behind me and I was again amazed at how much body heat radiated off him. He didn't just look hot, he was hot. I felt the tip of his dick in my ass, up against my hole.

"Do it," I said.

He pressed inside me. I felt him enter me, not much bigger than one of his fingers, and soon he was pressed up against me, all the way in. "This feels better than I expected. So…soft."

"Just like you," I said.

He started to thrust then. It took him a while to get it right, as he was a little too short to be making long strokes, but eventually he had the right motion figured out and was relentlessly pounding me. His hips pressing up against me, dick probing me, made me hard too. I wanted to jerk off while he fucked me but was trapped, unable to do more than lie there and get fucked.

"Fuck yeah!" he shouted with joy.

"Don't swear," I said, and felt him slap my ass again. "Ouch, fucker."

Darren was breathing deeply, face beet red. I could tell he was tired, but he kept pumping away, the sound of sex filling the room. I felt proud of Darren then. He'd come a long ways since I'd first met him, and I was happy to be his first fuck. No matter what happened, we'd both always remember this moment.

Darren moaned with pleasure as his thrusts slowed, and then he was done. He collapsed on top of me. Wow, he was covered in warm sweat, and he smelled like boy, and I loved it.

Then he flipped me over, arms still trapped in the spreader bar, and jerked me off. He made a big show of licking it up.

❖

Having introduced fucking to our relationship, Darren didn't want to stop. He'd get me to blow him when he came over, then he'd fuck me before he left. His size made it difficult to find good positions, and stuff like fucking on my small kitchen table wasn't that great.

He also started bringing his homework. "Hey, I've got some math homework. Can you do it?" Darren asked it as a question but he obviously meant it as an order. I agreed because why not, it would make him happy and I could get some kids math homework done pretty easily. The problems had to be done online, and I went through all of them on his school issued laptop, while Darren played games on my couch.

He started having me do his other homework too. I was just glad I didn't have to do his chores.

By this time I was realizing how one sided this relationship was, how he was taking advantage of me…but I couldn't say no. Anything I could do to make him happy made me happy, whether that meant my time or my money. And I'll admit I also loved serving him, it gave me sexual pleasure. My feelings, my whole life, were dominated by Darren, by my lust and love for this boy who had walked into my apartment.

I still got a bit annoyed at him when he insisted on spanking me for getting homework questions wrong. I was annoyed right up until the spanking started anyway, then I was just hard.

He'd make me eat food off the floor. On a plate of course, but still, I'd be there, eating off the floor, naked, while he got to sit on my couch fully clothed and eat food I paid for. And I didn't care.

❖

When my birthday came around, he finally gave me a chance to fuck him. He said he wanted to try getting fucked while he was still "young and tight", as he put it, it sounding way to sexy with his voice as he said it.

I got to pick the position. I'd always wanted to fuck a boy from behind, but in the moment his face was just too attractive for me to turn away, I wanted to look him in those joyful, innocent eyes, and see them react as my dick entered him for the first time.

He laid down on his stomach first, so I could lube him up from behind. I got on the bed behind him. "Hold your cheeks open," I said to him, and to my delight he complied, spreading his butt cheeks wide and letting me see that perfect pink opening. I leaned in and tasted it, circling it with my tongue. His squeals of delight encouraged me to go deeper and longer. He certainly hadn't showered all day, but I just liked the authentic taste.

I stopped.

"I liked that," Darren said. "I might make you do that again."

"Oh no, anything but that," I said sarcastically, to Darren's amusement.

Then I got the lube out, and lovingly applied it to him. I spread a little extra in his crack, then crawled on top of him and ran my dick up and down his ass crack, squeezing his buns so kept my dick nice and warm and hard, although his thin little buns weren't quite up to the task. Having his much smaller body trapped under me, with his bum warming my dick…was heaven, and making me drip precum.

I got off him and flipped him over. Judging by his smile he liked being manhandled. Maybe he wasn't as dominant as I thought, he just preferred being dominant. I picked up his smooth white legs, and positioned myself. I was so excited, so filled with lust, his hole was my world, as I pressed my dick against it, and pushed. I felt his warm slippery hole give way a little, and he tensed up, trying to keep me out.

I didn't want to scare him away. "Hey, Darren, relax. Push out just a little."

He nodded, and oh, the fear and timidity on his face was heartbreaking, but that just made it all the sweeter as I forced my way in deeper. At that moment, I'd have given everything I owned to keep going. I pressed a little more, gave Darren time to get used to it, then pressed a little more, then my pubes touched his ass as I went all the way inside him. I looked down, seeing myself disappear into that perfect little hole. It was stretched so wide around it. I rotated my body a bit, swirling my dick around inside him, then I started to pull out. I got almost all the way out, stared in his eyes, and slammed home.

"Oww, too fast!" Darren said.

That was music too my ears, knowing how I was stretching him open, penetrating him, but I slowed down, making steady, short strokes, keeping myself most of the way in him.

As he got used to it, he relaxed a little, and wasn't in quite so much pain. I took that as encouragement and started to go a little faster, beginning to feel the pressure building as I got closer to orgasm. I became and animal then, gripping him strongly by the thighs and making short fast thrusts, smacking into him repeatedly.

Then my orgasm hit as I continued thrusting, and it just kept going and going as I shot my cum deep in his ass, the longest and most powerful orgasm of my life.

I collapsed on too of him, dick still inside, slowly deflating. I was sweaty, and so was Darren, and I hugged him and kissed him.

I slipped out of him, and cleaned his ass up, cleaned myself off. "Thank you, that was the greatest moment of my life. Seriously, Darren, I love you."

I don't think he knew how to handle it. "I'm glad you liked it." Then he reached back and spanked me once with a big SMACK. "That's for being so rough, my ass hurts now. Wait, bend over and grip your ankles."

I complied, exposing my ass to Darren. "Birthday spanking! Count them out." He proceeded to give me 23 spanks as I counted them out. I turned my head and watched as he spanked me with laser focus.

Now with both our asses sore, we went back to the couch and we cuddled and watched a movie.

❖

Sadly, all good things come to an end. Darren came to me crying and said his family was moving out in a week. We did our best to enjoy our remaining time together, but knowing that it was ending took a lot of joy out of things.

I watched them leave from my window. I loved Darren, and now he was gone, and I was just stuck here all alone.

I had a rough time of it for a few weeks, unable to concentrate at work, struggling to exercise and eat right. I kept Darren's underwear handy in case I needed to be reminded of how he smelled.

I couldn't believe he was really gone.

❖

A couple months after Darren left, I was playing video games on the couch. Single player, since I'd lost my gaming buddy.

"Hey, this is someone's house!" a high voice said behind me.

"Obviously James, we don't take up the whole house by ourselves."

"Whatever Corey, how should I know?" Said another.

I turned around, and my heart filled with joy. There were two identical boys there. They looked to be of Japanese descent to me, but obviously born in the US by their accents. Twins!

"Um, hi you two, I'm Alex." I was smiling widely, unable to believe my luck. "Want to play some video games?"

The End