Date: Sat, 6 Jan 2018 09:16:56 -0700 From: Jim J Subject: A Price To Pay (Part 1) A Price To Pay Part 1 (A "Cum Diaries" Story) The "Cum Diaries" are occasional fictionalized accounts of stories told to me by my readers, in this case of my short story "Modeling". That began an ongoing conversation with DB in England about his experiences. Prologue There is a price to pay for being too pretty. For as long as he could remember, Davey paid that price in one way or another...the increasingly embarrassing fawning by his aunts and other family members...the awkward distance from the few friends in school..the uncomfortable looks and stares by strangers...and the propositions from a certain type of man. Davey was a very pretty boy...not just good looking or handsome or any such description..but simply pretty. He lived with his overly religious single mother who always struggled to make ends meet. While he was good at math, he was not particularly athletic with his lithe, somewhat effeminate, swimmer's body. Often lonely, with no one his age nearby and with not much else to build his self esteem as he entered puberty, he was secretly pleased with about those two things. Like most boys, Davey learned at an early age that it felt good when he touched and rubbed his thumb sized dick. As he grew a little older, he also learned bits and pieces in the sometimes confusing snippets from the locker room and playground talk of the older boys. He even started to understand more of what they meant after waking in the middle of the night, his body quivering with a strange tingle between his legs and a small sticky puddle staining his pajamas. After that, he repeated and increased that pleasure with his own hand, especially early in the morning when his enlarged dick practically begged to be stroked to relief. He thought he found something so very special that was entirely his and he had no need to share with anyone. As he experimented more with self pleasuring, he learned to extend the exquisite delight both in terms of each individual session and the number of times every day he could gratified himself. One day after school, but with still plenty of time before his mother would return from work, he lay cross wise on his bed stroking himself hard for the second time. A thin film of cum was already crusting on his stomach. He happened to look sideways and noticed he could see himself in the mirror over the dresser. The sight of his now three and a half inch dick, throbbing in his hand above the barely visible thatch of his pale blonde pubic hair, aroused him in a way he never before experienced. The idea he was watching another do what he secretly did to himself as often as he could was part of it but perhaps even more of a turn on was the thought of another seeing him...naked...with a stiff cock...in his hand...shooting his still watery semen on to his belly. His cum spurted half way up his chest then. ********** Chris – The Older Boy With his new realization, Davey became acutely aware of the boys around him as he and they changed clothes after their final period gym class three times a week. With furtive glances, he noted the differences in sizes and shapes of dicks and balls. All the younger boys, of course, had no pubic hair and small thumb sized dicks that topped tightly drawn in ball sacs. Of the ones around his own age, some were still small and bare while others were larger and sprouted varying amounts of pubic hair. But it was the older boys that intrigued him the most. Their longer dicks with hanging balls dangling through thick thatches of coarse hair sent shivers through his body. His own dick responded by visibly stiffening watching them and imagining they were looking at him too. He dressed very slowly, taking his time to search through the locker and his bag, hoping some of them noticed his nakedness. Most of the other boys rushed to leave as soon as they could, so by the time Davey went to put on his coat, he thought he was alone. He jumped in surprise when someone gently touched his shoulder, turning to see a tenth grader named Chris standing behind him grinning broadly. "You really don't know anything about wrestling, do you?" Chris said with a hint of a chuckle. "I watched you in the gym and you didn't do a single thing right." "I...I never...did that...before," Davey stuttered in surprised response that an older boy like Chris was even talking to a sixth grader like him. Chris looked Davey over closely, making him both uncomfortable and mildly excited. "You do know that Brother Marple will have a tournament before the term ends," Chris finally added, "and that will determine your grade?" "No...no...I didn't know that," Davey responded with some growing alarm. "He does it every year," Chris continued, "but I might be able to help you...at least enough that you get a passing grade." "You would do that?" Davey exclaimed in surprise. "What would I have to do?" "Sure, I'd be glad to," Chris answered, '"we can start tomorrow afternoon at my house." With that he turned and walked out, leaving Davey to marvel at his good luck. A little later, as he lay on his bed watching himself jerk off in the mirror, Davey thought about the various dicks he saw earlier, trying to remember if Chris's was one of them. ********** The next afternoon, Chris met him just outside and they walked the short distance to his house. Chris led him down into the basement where there was a large mat at the center of the room. "I forgot to tell you to bring your gym shorts," Chris said as he set down his bag and turned back to Davey, "but that's OK, we can strip down to our underwear and that will be about the same." With that, he began taking off his clothes and throwing them in a pile off to one side. Davey turned his back and slowly stripped as well, carefully folding his clothes in a neat pile next to his book bag. When he had nothing on but his underwear, he turned around to see Chris standing only a couple of steps behind him in just a pair of tight undies, the bulge of his cock protruding obviously. The sight of that hump and the look on Chris's face as he looked over his nearly naked body caused Davey's own dick to stiffen. Chris just grinned and motioned with one hand toward the mat. From the start, it was pretty obvious that Davey did not stand a chance of beating Chris. In addition to a fifty or so pound weight advantage,the older boy had some experience. Each time he would show Davey a move, Chris's hands would end up on Davey's crotch, sometimes squeezing gently and at other times just brushing over his cock. Davey's dick hardened a little more with each touch. He tried to grapple with the older boy but always ended up pinned. Being held down so tightly he could hardly move just added to Davey's growing arousal. After the third time, with Davey's dick now also pushing prominently out against his underwear, Chris threw Davey on his back and straddled his chest, breathing heavily but not from the exertion. "You lose again and now you have to pay a price," Chris gloated as he slipped his thumbs in the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down below his balls until his cock popped straight out just inches from Davey's face. "Now kiss the knob of my dick." Davey looked up at him in surprise, not sure how to respond to the unexpected request. At the same time he felt his own little cock harden and throb, the warmth of a familiar tingle growing in his groin. He leaned his head as far forward as he could manage and pressed his lips against the purple mushroom head. Chris moaned softly at the touch and Davey felt a strange shiver course through his own body. Chris got up and they faced off again with the same result. Each time he went down, Davey would kiss the tip of Chris's cock. His own dick was rock hard as well and he so wanted to win just one time to feel Chris kiss the tip of his dick. "Now you need to do more," Chris intoned as he once again straddled Davey's chest, pinning him to the sweat covered mat, "lick the head of my cock with your tongue." As he spoke, Chris reached around behind him with one hand and cupped Davey's stiff little dick before wrapping his fingers around the base of the shaft. Davey groaned lowly with the touch, feeling the skin of his dick stretching even tighter in Chris's hand. He leaned his head forward and flicked his tongue out, brushing the tip over the swollen head and through the crevice of the older boy's piss hole. He stopped and looked up in surprise at the first taste of the sticky precum seeping on to his tongue. "Now suck it!" Chris commanded and squeezed Davey's hard cock even tighter. Chris pressed his hips forward, forcing the head of his cock between Davey's lips and into his mouth an inch or so. Then he drew his cock back out, not quite taking the tip out of Davey's mouth before ramming it in a bit deeper. He set up a steady rhythm, rocking back and forth and going a little farther into Davey's mouth with each thrust. Davey's initial alarm turned to a growing smoldering fire as he realized how much he liked the feel of the hard warm dick in his mouth and the taste of the salty precum mixed with just a hint of urine. Then Chris grabbed the back of Davey's head with both hands pulling his face into his crotch until Davey's nose was buried in the older boy's pubic hair. "YES...YES...I'M...CUMMING...GOD...YES!" Chris screeched and furiously pounded Davey's mouth and throat. Within a few seconds, his warm sticky sperm exploded into Davey's mouth, causing him to gag and sputter and pull his head away. The rest of the jism splashed on Davey's face and into his blonde hair. When he was done cumming, Chris rolled off to the side and lay on his back panting heavily. After a moment, he turned his head to look at Davey while at the same time reaching down between Davey's legs and taking his little, but now rock hard, dick in his hand. "You are a pretty good cock sucker," Chris murmured as he propped himself up on one elbow and began slowly stroking Davey's cock. "I never...that's the ...first time...I ever," Davey stammered, trying to concentrate more on Chris than the growing pleasure welling up in his groin, "You'll get better with practice and you do want to practice with me, don't you?" Chris cooed, leaning closer to flick his tongue into Davey's ear while he rubbed the first smear of Davey's precum over the tip of his throbbing cock. "Oh yes...anything you want...anything...anything at all," Davey gasped, his hips flailing wildly as his cum erupted in Chris's hand and squirted on to his belly. ********** "Did you know that when the ancient Greeks held the Olympic Games, they did everything naked?" Chris asked as they undressed in his basement about a week after their first encounter. "Who told you that?" Davey responded, sliding his pants down but keeping his eyes on the bulge in Chris's shorts. "Father Davies, in algebra class today, when we were talking about ancient Greece." "Everyone was naked...even the girls...and what did they do about the snow when they were skiing?" Davey said incredulously as he emulated the way Chris was fondling his own cock through his underwear. "There were no girls in the Olympics in those days, only young guys like you and me," Chris corrected him, "and they only did things like running and javelin and wrestling back then. So what do you say?" "About what?" "Wrestling in the nude, of course," Chris grinned and pulled his own underwear off. Davey grinned back at him as he dropped his own drawers around his ankles. There was no kidding himself any longer that this was about wrestling and he just yearned to please Chris in every way he could. Chris stepped forward and reached down to cup Davey's cock and balls in one hand while continuing to slowly stroke himself. As a shiver rolled through his body, Davey looked up at the older boy. "What...what do you...want me...to do?" Davey gasped. With a devilish grin, Chris turned and walked to a nearby chair, pulling Davey along with his hand on his stiff dick. He sat down and spread his thighs so that his rigid cock pointed directly back at Davey. "On your knees between my legs," Chris growled, pulling Davey closer by tugging his cock. Davey fell to his knees and crawled a little closer until Chris's hard dick was just inches from his face. His own cock throbbed, wanting so much to please the older boy while exhilarated by the way he was forced to comply. Chris grabbed Davey's hair on the back of his head in one hand and held his cock straight out with the other, pulling Davey forward until the purple tip brushed against his lips. Davey started to open his mouth, wanting to again feel that hard shaft and taste the older boy's sperm. "Not yet," Chris commanded, "I want you to lick it first, all the way down to my balls and then lick my balls too." Davey did as he was told, tasting the musky scent and hint of urine on Chris's cock as he worked his tongue up and down the hardening shaft. Chris pressed his face even tighter against his groin when Davy's mouth enveloped the older boy's hairy ball sac. "Oh yeah, that's the way," Chris moaned, "lick my balls...now suck my cock...and rub your finger around my asshole." As he brought his tongue back up Chris's throbbing dick to take the knob in his mouth, Davey felt a warm sticky drop of precum smear across his cheek. He slipped his hand under Chris's balls and slid it into his ass crack until he touched the tight sphincter of his anus. He had barely taken the trembling dick into his mouth when Chris arched his back, pulled Davey's face down hard and his cum exploded down Davey's throat. He thrashed wildly as Davey gagged and sputtered, not letting the younger boy take his mouth off that spurting dick until the last of his sperm dribbled out and his cock went limp. Chris lay back in the chair panting heavily while Davey stayed on his knees with several strings of the sticky cum dripping from the corners of his mouth and stretching down over his chin and on to his smooth, hairless chest. After a few moments, Chris opened his eyes and grinned. "Damn, you really are a good little cock sucker," he murmured, "and I guess I should properly reward you." He had Davey climb up in his lap and lean back against his chest. Then he reached around, slowly and gently stroking Davey's stiff dick with one hand while slipping a finger between his ass crack with the other. Davey tensed at the first touch of his asshole but almost immediately surrendered to the growing pleasure. Chris took his time, keeping Davey on the edge of cumming for quite a while by slowing or increasing the way he jerked him off. By the time Davey could hold back no longer, Chris had his finger buried in Davey's ass to the first knuckle. Davey felt the first spurt of his cum splash against the underside of his chin. ********** For the rest of the school term, Davey went to Chris's house once a week or so. He would suck and jerk Chris dick until he had at least one orgasm, doing whatever the older boy wanted. In return, sometimes Chris would give him a hand job and others he would sit back and watch Davey jerk himself off. One time he even tried fucking Davey in the ass, but the younger boy proved to just be too tight. The term came to an end and Brother Marple did have a wrestling tournament. Davey lost badly in his first match, while Chris made it through two rounds in his weight class before being eliminated. The tournament had no bearing on Davey's grade...there was no grade for the physical education class. Shortly after the end of the term, Chris left the school to go into an apprentice program on the coast and that was the last time Davey saw or heard from him. ********** (I do welcome any comments and will try to respond to all I get at aadirtyoldmaninphx1@gmail.com. Please remember that NIFTY needs your support. If you want the stories to continue, it's up to you to donate at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html)