Date: Mon, 09 Aug 2004 22:41:46 -0500 From: Mark Drew Subject: Air-Ryan Takes Flight, Chapter 3 Beginning of Disclaimer I was eighteen when I first had this posted, so I have edited it and brought it up to date. The following is a totally made up story of a consensual sexual encounter between a totally made up eighteen year old gay male porn model and a totally made up thirteen year old minor. No trees were harmed in the writing of this story. If you are under eighteen or if this sort of thing is a turn off for you then you shouldn't read alot of it because you will go blind. (Anyway, what the hell did you think you were going to find in a Gay Stories Section?) End of Disclaimer Air-Ryan Takes Flight, Chapter 3 During our love making in the steamy whirlpool, we had treated one another to a leisurely hand job, which was more to accentuate our passionate kissing, than a thrilling, mind blowing orgasm. I was nuzzling his neck when I felt his uncut boycock flex, as he and panted and whimpered with pleasure, shooting his sperm beneath the surface. He had followed my lead and was close to giving me a first class hickey when my own cock erupted, jetting my load into the swirling water to mix with Ryan's. We had made out in the hot tub for almost an hour, before we finally dragged our thoroughly relaxed, and thoroughly clean, bodies out of it. I picked a towel off the rack and smiled at my freshly bathed young lover, the sheen of water covering his beautifully tanned young body. He almost glowed. "Come here, baby. Let me dry you off." I cooed. Ryan beamed, flashing a mischievous grin. "OK baby. I'm gonna dry you off too." he cooed back, grabbing another towel. We started at the top, laughing as we playfully mussed each others hair, then carefully dried each others face. Instinctively, we wrapped the towels around behind each other and slid them down, taking the chance to grind our warm damp bodies together. After that it became useless for us to continue drying, because we fell onto the bed together and began to kiss and make out passionately. Of course, my well used cock grew again, and I could feel Ryan's pressing against it. I glanced down at our cocks and shook my head, grinning. After cumming so many times in such a short time, I was starting to get a little bit of a nut ache. "Ryan... I don't know about you... but my balls are getting a little sore." "Mine is too. But I'll do it again, if you want me too." Ryan grinned sheepishly, running his fingers through my hair. I looked into those deep brown eyes, loving how they almost sparkled with flecs of gold, so appropriate of such a beautiful young adonis. "You know... there will be plenty of more time for us to get together, once we're in LA." Ryan smiled wistfully. "I guess I should have told you that I won't actually be IN LA, but sort of close, I think. Do you know where Malibu is?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This fucking good karma thing was working overtime for me. I started laughing, then hugged him close. "That's where I fucking live." I whispered in his ear, as I pressed my hard cock against his. "I've got this feeling that we're going to be cummed out like this quite a few times while you're out there." Ryan's eyes widened in amazement as he burst into the most beautiful grin I had ever seen. His eyes moistened with tears of joy. "I... I... I'm just so happy now... And I love you so much." he sniffed, wrapping his arms around me and hugging me tighter than I believed his young arms could ever do. I got a little misty eyed myself, his overwhelming joy taking me over as well. "I am too. I love you so much... but the sex is pretty awesome too." I giggled, tickling his ribs. Ryan shook his head and beamed an exasperated smile. "You fucker." he snickered. "Not unless you want me to." I teased, grabbing his ass. "You could probably kill me with that big dick of yours." Ryan laughed. "But what a way to go!" he cackled, digging his fingers into my ribs. We lay on the bed tickling each other and laughing like crazy until we finally we too exhausted to stay awake any longer. With Ryan's warm young body draped over mine, we fell into a blissful sleep. I was awaken the next morning by the tender licking caresses of my wonderful young lover, as he kissed and licked his way across my chest. I lay still, to see what he was up to, when I felt his warm tongue slip down into my armpit and sloppily lap at my tiny patch of hairs. It felt so wonderful that I let out a soft moan and let my sleepy eyes flutter open. Ryan's hair was totally mussed up as he grinned happily. "Thought that would wake you up. You taste so good, first thing in the morning." he said, sliding his hand slowly down my stomach and scratching his fingertips through my pubes. I leaned over and gave him a gentle peck on the forehead and smiled. "And you're so beautiful to wake up to." I replied, feeling his fingers slide around my awakening cock, which was soon hard as ever and ready for anything. Ryan gave me a gentle peck on the lips and smiled. "Thanks, baby." he cooed, working up a steady jacking pace on my dick. "Sit back and relax, ok, because I want to make you feel good this morning." I did as Ryan instructed, letting his wonderful fingers work their magic as the danced up and down my shaft. I put my hands behind my head and lay back and enjoyed the pleasure of a morning hand job, given to me by the most perfect boy I could ever imagine. "Mmmmm feels so goooood..." I gasped, as his hand slowly coaxed me closer to orgasm. "Like it?" Ryan smiled, pausing to knead the head and smear his fingers with my oozing precum, before resuming his jacking. I gazed into his face and saw the pride he felt at making me feel so good. "Yeeaaaahhhh... I usually do it myself when I wake up, but it can't compare.... oooooooo... can't compare to having you do it." I breathed, reveling in the cock massage I was receiving. "I do it too. I love how I feel after cumming in the morning." Ryan said, quickening his stroke. "I have been thinking of you when I do it almost every morning when I jack off." "Almost?" I leered, feeling the intensity building through my cock. "Well... there's one other guy... It's probably weird..." Ryan admitted, now jacking firmly and slowly. "What could be "weirder" than a thirteen year old lying in bed masturbating a male porn model?" I snickered, wrapping my arm around his shoulder and squeezing. Ryan giggled. "He's my cousin, Chris, the one I'm going to stay with in LA." I was intrigued. "If he's anything like you, I guess I can't blame you for that. How old is he?" I asked, the feeling in my cock becoming almost overwhelming. "He's fourteen, three months older than me. Doesn't look anything like me, but is pretty cute. At least I think so." Ryan grinned. "He has really long blond hair, blue eyes, built great. I can't wait for you to meet him." he added, giving me an idea of who my competition in his fantasies might be. The delicious pleasure in my cock became unbearable as I lay back and enjoyed Ryan's hand job. "Ooooo yeah baby... I'm... ooooooooooooooo... aaaaaahhh... cummmming!!!" I gasped, feeling my cock erupt in Ryan's hand, shooting gobs of jizz all over our hot naked bodies, intensified by the thoughts of my beautiful Ryan and his yet unseen, but surely awesome cousin. Ryan continued to jack me off, slowly, playfully, coaxing every last drop from my big dick, wagging the softening shaft in circles, making me moan with pleasure. Ryan leaned his face close to mine, grinning. "After all that sucking, I bet you thought I forgot how to use my hand." he cooed, using that amazingly sexy tone of voice that could probably get the most determined homophobe hot for him. My mind reeled, thinking how expertly he had gotten me off, and how his fingers were now gently toying with my spent and tingling shaft. I slipped my hand behind his head and pulled his lips to mine, giving him a few tiny kisses before we gave into our passions and locked into a deep tongue swabbing, spit swapping kiss. "Ooooooo yessssssssss." I hissed, as our mouths mashed together. I pulled Ryan on top of me and felt his hard cock pressing against my stomach, then felt his hips begin their insistent humping, working his hot shaft against my cum covered flesh. I spread my legs to give him better access, wanting him to get the full friction of his grinding against me. Ryan's passionate humping increased, as he moaned into my mouth, letting out tiny high pitched whimpers as the pleasure in his cock began to overwhelm him. Our bodies slipped and slid together effortlessly, aided by the lubricant my cum was providing. Suddenly, I felt Ryan's body tremble, followed by the spurting of his warm boycream against our flesh. "Ooooo yeaaa... that's it." he gasped, as he slowly ground his dick against me. His cock finally spent, he lay his head on my chest and caught his breath. "Hey Jim?" "Yeah Ryan." I replied, rubbing and hugging his back. "Do you really, really love me?" Ryan croaked, as a tear dripped down his cheek. "Yes... I really do. I really, really love you." I told him, massaging his neck. "I keep telling you that. Don't you believe me?" "It's just that... that... you make me feel so happy. I don't want to lose you." he sniffled, grinning sheepishly. "I'm not like Jeff. I swear that won't ever fuck you over, or use you." I soothed, as I brushed my fingers through his hair. I guessed that he had fallen in love with that weasel bastard, only to be betrayed. I realized that his hurt ran deeper than just one night and morning of sexual bliss could cure. "You can trust me. Okay?" "Does it really show that much?" Ryan muttered quietly, his eyes searching mine. "You know... the first time that I saw you, back at the airport, playing with your baby brother. I not only saw a very cute young dude, but a loving, caring, big brother." I told him, trying to choose my words carefully. Ryan blinked away tears and grinned. "You've got a good heart. I could tell it then. And I can see how hurt you were, when you told me about what Jeff did to you. You gave him something very precious, your own body, but he turned something that should have been beautiful, into something... that must have been so... so... horrible for you." I continued, keeping my locked upon his. Ryan took my hand and kissed it, then rubbed it against his cheek lovingly. "I really like how you put things... In perspective." he whispered solemnly, then his eyes brightened as he spoke. "It's like... I have all these feelings, deep inside of me, but I've kept them to myself because I haven't been able to talk to anyone about them. I've known I was gay since I was 10, but when Jeff and I got started, I was just starting to get puberty and was so horny all the time. I just figured that he would be just like me." I suddenly realized, that I had truly reached him and he now knew that I could be trusted as a close friend. "You may not realize this... but even straight guys experiment sometimes when they're going through puberty. Maybe Jeff did what he did because he hates himself because he's gay, or because he realized he's straight and was doing gay stuff." "Like I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. With Jeff?" Ryan asked. "Yeah. You are too good to let yourself get all torn up inside about what happened with him. Keep it as a reminder of what can happen if you're not careful." I cautioned. "He's in the past... now... just keep thinking ahead to the future." Ryan shimmied up and hugged his arm around my shoulders. "The future..." he gasped, dreamily. "You and me... together?" he asked. I looked into those sparkling brown eyes, and smiled, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. "You and me together... Yeah... I can dig it." "Cool... I dig it too." Ryan smiled, brighter than ever, giving me a tight hug. I looked over at him, smiling, then slowly traced my fingers across his abdomen. "Then DIG this!" I laughed, jabbing and tickling his ribs. "Oh no!! Hahahaha ooooo please stop!" Ryan pleaded, taken by surprise, he only could pin my hand against his flesh as I dug my fingertips into his ribs. Showing no mercy, I quickly straddled him and tickled him harder, jabbing my fingers everywhere his quick moving hands weren't. He tried to tickle me back, but he couldn't do it and block my assault at the same time. In minutes, he was reduced to giggling when I even threatened another tickle of his ribs, or armpit, or his neck. "Had enough?" I taunted, smiling down at my captive. Tears of laughter streaming down his cheeks, Ryan grinned up at me, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. "Okay, you win THIS TIME!" he giggled. I slipped off the bed and stood over him, admiring his beauty for a second, then reached down and took his hand. "Come on, baby, we better take a shower before we go." Ryan slipped his arm around my waist as I wrapped my arm around his neck, then we slipped into the shower, together, of course. For twenty minutes, between loving kisses and tender caresses, we soaped and rubbed and shampooed each other until we were squeaky clean, then carefully dried each other off. Ryan walked around to the corner of the bed and retrieved my cummy briefs from the previous night. "Hey Jim? You think these would fit me?" he grinned. I smiled and picked up his shorts from the floor. "Hey Ryan? You think these would fit me?" I mimicked, noticing for the first time that they were swim shorts, with a mesh pouch inside for cock comfort, as I slipped them on. Ryan slid on my Calvins and rubbed the basket lewdly. "They're still wet with your cum." he smiled, as his cock began to noticeably swell. I walked over to him and slid my hand over his crotch, feeling his throbbing cock through the damp fabric. "Yeah, I feel the wetness. I think they're going to get a little wetter too." I whispered, milking his shaft through the cotton as he turned and slipped his tongue between my lips. "Mmmmmm yesssssss." Ryan hissed, holding onto me for balance as I kneaded his aching cock through my briefs. I looked over to the full length mirror and got a deliciously horny idea. "Turn around and watch yourself." I said, turning him toward the mirror. I reached around and rubbed his chest with my left hand as I slipped my hand down to his straining boycock with my left. "Wow... It's like we're in a porno movie." Ryan gasped, in amazement. "Mmmmm feels so good." I milked his cock firmly, yet tenderly, wanting him to enjoy his own show, while I ground my cock against his firm little ass. "You like it?" "Fuck yeah... mmmmmmmmmmm yyyyyyyyeeeeaaaaahhhhh!" Ryan cooed, arching his dick into my hand. It was obvious that he was amazed at how sexy we both looked, as his eyes scanned our reflection. I nibbled his neck, while stroking his cock fully, watching his face contort with lust with each loving pump on his cock. "That's what I see when we make love Ryan. That beautiful, sexy young man... You've got to admit... He's something special, don't you think?" I whispered in his ear. "Ummmm yeaaaaaahhhhh... Jimmmmmmm... ooooooooooo yeaaahhhhhhh!!!!!" he moaned, his hot cum filling my palm and my Calvins. He cooed and moaned with satisfaction as his continued to watch himself in the mirror. The wistful smile on his face said it all. I continued my stroking until his dick finally began to soften, then slipped my clasped hands together around his waist, looking at our reflection in the mirror. "My my... what a cute couple." I grinned.. Ryan smiled broadly. "Yeah... They really are. Looks like they're in love." "Yeah... They have that certain glow..." I whispered, gently giving him a peck on the shoulder. "Yeah..." Ryan whispered back, turning around to face me. "Like they're the luckiest couple on earth." "Yeah..." I smiled, sliding my cum drenched fingers into my Ryan's shorts and giving my big cock a few tugs. "Now, until we're together again, in bed, we'll still be together." I gasped, after wiping his cum over my cock. "Which with any luck at all, shouldn't be very long." I winked, checking myself out in the mirror. Ryan's shorts fit perfectly, letting me hide my big boner behind the baggy folds. Ryan picked up my jeans and grinned. "Hey Jim? You think these would fit me?" "Yeah... they'll fit you. But I'll take my stuff out of the pockets first." I snickered, tossing what I couldn't fit into the pockets of Ryan's shorts into my briefcase. "Shit... I thought I was gonna be rich." Ryan laughed, buttoning and zipping up my levis. "Hey these fit pretty good, maybe a little long though." I slipped his sleeveless blue tshirt over my head and slid it down, but it was a little snug around the chest. "Hmmm, too bad, but your shirt is a little small for me. Maybe we're taking this clothes swapping thing a little too extreme." I snickered, slipping the shirt back off. "Yeah, I think so too. Besides, somebody would probably notice if we came back to the airport wearing all of each others clothes." Ryan giggled. I laughed too, thinking about the suspicious looks we would get. Some people wouldn't understand how two guys could be so much in love, let alone an eighteen year old and a thirteen year old. "Those jeans sure look good on you, though." I winked, noticing how Ryan's cock nicely bulged in the crotch. I slipped on bright red Nike tshirt of my own, finally dressed and ready to go. Ryan dug through his bag, trying to find the perfect shirt. "Oh maaaaan... I know it's in here somewhere." he growled. "Aaahhh yessss. Here it is." he grinned proudly, slipping on a pale yellow polo shirt, then looking to me to me for approval. He looked good, really good. I just grinned and had him look in the mirror. "Ryan... I swear you look as good in clothes as you do in your birthday suit." Ryan, beaming with pride, turned and looked me over. "Thanks Jim." he said, giving me a light punch in the shoulder. "It's weird, because they way you're dressed, and the way I'm dressed, we almost look the same age." I looked in the mirror and could see he was right. "If I didn't know any better... I would swear we were both around sixteen." "Yeah, but you look more like fifteen, I think." Ryan giggled, jabbing me in the ribs. "Oh yeah..." I laughed, tickling him back. In an instant, we were rolling around on the bed again, wrestling and tickling each other, laughing our asses off. Ryan managed to get the upper hand this time, laying over the top of me, working his knees between mine, he spread my legs and rubbed his crotch fully against mine. "I wish we didn't have to leave so soon." he whispered, as he nuzzled my cheek. I slid one arm under his shirt and the other to his ass and hugged him close. "Just think how great will be when we get to my place." I reminded him, knowing exactly how he felt. "I know... I know... But I just want to leave here..." Ryan grinned shyly. "With the taste of your cock still in my mouth. Besides, I'm one cum up on you." I brushed my fingers through his hair and smiled. "You're amazing... What are you doing... keeping score?" I asked, as his humping against my cock made me all the more horny. If he kept up at that pace I was going to shoot off before long. "Mmmm I'm so hard." Ryan kissed me deeply, sliding his hand under my shirt, rubbing my chest and getting my nipples hard as hell. "Pleeeaaase... I want to sooooo baaaaad." he growled, using that sexy tone of voice of his as begged to suck my cock. I was putty in his hands as I looked into his pleading eyes. "Who am I to say no to you?" I gasped. "You're going to make me cum pretty soon, the way you're going. You hot stud." "Coooool..." Ryan grinned, kissing me again before sliding down between my legs. "Ooooo yeaahhhh... Your cock is ready for me." he winked, as he rubbed my crotch. He gently grasped the waistband with both hands and slowly slid his shorts down my body, starting to nibble my pubes and the base of my cock as they appeared, then continued to lick up my shaft as he unveiled my achingly hard meat. I lay back and let Ryan's hot tongue work it's magic, moaning with pleasure as my prick was released from his shorts and suddenly encased in the warmth of his hot velvety mouth. "Ooooo yesssssssss... fuck yessssssssss..." I was still so amazed at how such a beautiful and perfect thirteen year old could suck my big dick all the way down, almost effortlessly, massaging my sensitive cock thoroughly with his tongue and vacuuming mouth. "Mmmmm yeaaaaahhhh..." Ryan's eyes smiled up at me as he hummed and sucked on my cock. He steadied himself with his left hand on the bed, while he kneaded his cock through my levis with his right hand, wincing and moaning on my shaft as he worked up a steady pumping and sucking with his wonderous mouth. Small wimpers of pleasure humming through my cock as he worked over his own. I was enthralled by the sight, then felt Ryan slide his left hand around the base of my dick, squeezing gently, just enough to hold back the load of cum that was aching to rush through my hot cock. "Mmmm mmm oooo ooo aaaaa aaaaaaa oooooooooooo!!!!!" I whimpered, as I writhed under his expert mouth. Ryan shoved his right hand down into my levis, to grope his cock directly. His eyes were just slits as he obviously came closer to orgasm, himself. With a deep moan, he released the grip of his left hand from my cock, as his body shuddered with orgasm. He pulled cum coated fingers from his pants and used the juice as jacking lube on my shaft, while his cock noticeably flexed, obviously still spurting beneath the worn denim fabric. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!" I cooed, as I felt the pent up cum blast through my aching cock. "Fuck... fuck... fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!" I groaned, feeling the deliciously wonderful pleasure of my cum spurting into his hot vacuuming mouth. My hips instinctively bucked and humped what felt like a gallon of jizz into the boy's velvety soft, churning mouth, with what he couldn't swallow drooling down his chin and down the sides of my dick. He continued to suck my cock until it softened, then gently let it slip from his lips. Smiling with satisfaction, Ryan gave my dick and balls a flurry of kisses before tugging the shorts back up. "Hope that will hold you until we get naked together again." he grinned slyly, massaging my tender basket with his sticky fingers. I sat back and smiled, totally spent and content. Surely nobody on the planet was as lucky as me, in having such a gorgeous and sexually insatiable young lover. "I bet your cock feels like it's swimming with all that cum in your pants." I giggled, noticing an obvious wet spot from all the jizz. Ryan glanced down, then grinned sheepishly. "Whoaaaaa... Looks like it's going to show, huh?" "For sure. I think you need to change pants." I smiled, trying hard not to laugh. Ryan grinned wider, then slipped off the bed and dug into his bag. "I think these might do the trick." he said, tugging out a pair of faded levi cut offs. He slipped off the borrowed levis and stood smiling in those cum drenched briefs, the pink outline of his cock and balls showing through. "I wasn't planning on wearing these until later, but I think the're ok." he said, sliding his legs into the somewhat ratty shorts. He turned and smiled as he zipped up the fly. "Whoa!! They look great!" I told him, noticing how they were cut off just short enough to keep the pockets from hanging out the legs, and just snug enough to show off his firm young ass and nicely bulging package. He looked like the kind of hot looking boy you see on the street and instantly start to have fantasies about, wondering if they realize just how attractive they are. "Perfection... Absolute perfection!" I beamed, knowing that the wonderous young stud was mine, and I was his, a fantasy fulfilled. Ryan blushed, then looked in the mirror. "Yeah, they do look good." he smiled proudly. He neatly folded my levis and tucked them into his bag. "I'll have my aunt wash these for you ok." "I think they looked good on you. Why don't you just keep them." I said, slipping off the bed. "I have a few more pairs that you and have at home too." I looked around the room, making sure we hadn't forgotten anything. Ryan came up to me smiling broadly, his eyes moist, and wrapped his arms around my neck. "Thanks... thanks for everything." he whispered, rubbing his nose against mine, then pressing his lips to mine. After a few minutes of tender kisses, I reluctantly broke our kiss. "Welllllll... we'd better go." Ryan smiled wistfully. "Yeah, I guess you're right." "Got everything?" I asked. Ryan looked around the room, then wrapped his arm around my waist. "Got everything." he grinned, hugging my waist. "Me too... Everything I need." I smiled, giving him a peck on the cheek, then we left the motel room and caught the airport limo to to take us to our flight. Once we got back to the airport, the airline gave us each vouchers for free round trip tickets and continued to make apologies for the delay. When we got the arrival information, Ryan called ahead with instructions. Then we got some breakfast and boarded the plane. For some reason, we both fell right to sleep once the flight left the ground. I guess maybe we were in need of more than three hours sleep during the night before. After what seemed like only half an hour, we touched down in Los Angeles. "You've got my phone number and address, right?" I asked. "Yeah. You've got mine too, for at home, and Chris' phone number and address, for out here?" Ryan replied, watching out the window as we taxied to our gate. Once the plane was stopped, we gathered our gear and headed down the jetway to the terminal. "Hey there he is!" I heard a teenage voice holler out. "Hey! Ryan!" Ryan turned and grinned at me, cocking his head toward the voice. "That's Chris." he winked, as turned to wave back at the line of welcomers. I looked toward the crowd, and easily spotted Ryan's cousin. He was the one wearing a rainbow colored tie dyed tshirt, cutoff shorts and sandals. The cute tanned boy with shoulder length blond hair. About 5'5" and maybe 120 lbs of beautiful young studliness. I couldn't help but smile as Ryan and the other boy hugged each other, smiling and laughing together.