Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2007 15:08:03 -0700 (PDT) From: Micheal Miguel Subject: Albuquerque Skaterboys 10 DISCLAIMER AND COPYRIGHT: Do not take any part or whole of this story without the author's permission. Any and all similarities between living and dead persons are a coincidence. This is a work of fiction and nothing in this story is true to my knowledge. No one under the age of 18 should read this story. WARNING. Due to the depiction of graphic sex and adult situations which may be illegal where you reside and are reading this story, I urge you to check with your local laws. This story involves sex between males of all ages, legal-age and minors. Please, contact the author with comments. No flames, please. I will ignore them. Thanks to the readers of my previous parts for their patience. My NEW email addresses are: finfangfoom101@hotmail.com and finfangfoom1964@yahoo.com Please feel free to contact me, please. Thank you. Albuquerque Skaterboys - Part 10 The elderly man stood mesmerized and amazed by the incredible sight that he had unexpectedly found himself witness to in this modest home located in Albuquerque. He heard the surprised gasps of the two prepubescent boys whom he had met outside when he drove up in his RV. They seemed to know the occupant of the home that he was looking for and they had brought him inside to meet that person. Little did any of them know that they would walk-in upon a well-built man in his forties engaged in penetrating a lithe teen-age boy from behind with a very impressive member. The look of sheer pleasure was evident upon the face of each particpant so there was no mistaking that they both were clearly enjoying themselves in what they thought to be a private indulgence. "Shit!!! What're... you doing here!" said a startled Tony suddenly noticing the elderly intruder, "You can't come into my home! You're trespassing!!!" The forty-five year old man pulled his nine-inch cock out of his teen partner and then turned toward the much older stranger. Matt, the pubescent recipient of Tony's physical affection, had a look of confusion tinted with suspicion replacing the look of pleasure he had mere moments earlier. "Now, now," said the elderly man in a reassuring tone attempting to calm everyone down, "I got here a few days early is all. Remember I told you that I would be stopping by to see you?" The elderly man gave Tony whose stomach was clenched tight by this unexpected encounter a soothing smile and a friendly wink as if trying to convince the younger man of his peaceful intentions. He knew his unexpected appearance had caused a dramatic turn that made the middle-aged man and the boys afraid and nervous. Matt looked at the two younger boys, Rudy and Carlos, with a withering look of severe admonishment for bringing this unknown man into Tony's home without checking first. Especially, when he was whole-heartedly playing Ganymede to Tony's portrayal of Zeus. The Cupbearer was chagrined mightily with the sudden loss of attention from his beloved Master. "Baxter?" Tony said a bit unsure as if the name was slowly dawning on him, "But...but, I thought you were coming by next week?" The look of tenseness slowly drained from the large naked man's face and was replaced by relief that lifted the frightening tension in the air. The mood in the kitchen where everyone stood lightened up immensely. The three boys felt their secret world of carnal escapades which was endangered became safe once more much to their relief and delight. "I'm sorry, but, I couldn't get a hold of you earlier. My computer stopped working near El Paso," explained the wizened old man with round spectacles that gave him a harmless grandfatherly appearance, "Probably picked up one of them bug thingies." He looked at the naked forty-five year old man with admiration as he was impressed by the thick prodigious member that protruded proudly from the larger man's crotch area. The thick nine-inches of manhood exhuded virility. "No. That's okay, Mr. Baxter," replied Tony who had returned to his normal friendly state, "I really wasn't expecting anyone today. Take a seat while I send the boys home." Matt had walked over to stand behind Rudy and Carlos so to cover his lithe naked body before the seemingly innocuous old man that Tony was now accepting into his humble home. "Well, I could tell," said Mr. Baxter with an amused chuckle as he sat down at the still cluttered kitchen table, "To be honest, sonny, I've never been witness to such a sight as I just saw moments ago with you and that handsome youngster. Raised the dead if you catch my drift, eh?" The old man gave Matt a naughty wink that made the teen boy blush in a cute way. Tony smiled at his young lover's awkward situation of being complimented by this unknown elderly man who obviously understood and appreciated his relationship with Tony. "Matt, get dressed and take the boys home, okay?" commanded Tony, "I'll call you tonight to see if you all made it home safely." Matt nodded and herded the two younger Hispanic boys away from the kitchen leaving Tony and Mr. Baxter alone. "They all seem like lovely boys, Tony," complimented the elderly man, "In all our chats, you never mentioned you had any boys for fooling around with." "Well, I thought it best to keep it secret," replied Tony trying to clean up while still naked as if nudity was his natural state, "Protecting the boys is what is most important to me. I'm sure you understand how bad it could be if anyone found out what they were doing with me." "You don't have to sell it to me, sonny," the old man said in a sympathetic voice, "Spent my whole life hiding the fact that I like to look at little boys. Keeping it from my poor late wife all those many years of marriage. It was really hard. I've always pitied those poor bastards who were found out. It's always seemed to me folks made more trouble out of it then it was worth. Wrecking the life of some man whose only sin is loving a boy. Messing up the head of the boy involved with talk of guilt and talk of sin. All because some pain-in-the-ass wants to know who is poking who cause they ain't gettin' any themselves. It's a damn shame is what I say." "Yup. It's a real damn shame," agreed Tony as he sat down at the table and motioned for the older man to take a seat as well, "It seems all my life I've been having to hide what I enjoy doing. Unfortunately, I've known too many good men and boys brought to ruin by so called do-gooders. It's why I work so hard to keep all this secret even amongst those I enjoy sharing my passion with online. One can't be too careful when the ones you love are at risk." The old man nodded sympathetically in agreement. From the hallway, Matt walked into the kitchen where the two men were conversing and he was fully clothed. In his hands was a blue bathrobe that he handed to Tony. Unknown to the old man, the bathrobe had been a birthday gift from the teen boy to the older man for his last birthday. What the older man did notice was how respectful the teen boy was toward the naked forty-five year old man which he suspected was the small tip of an iceberg of hidden affection between the two illicit lovers. "Matt, I want you to meet someone that I met online and that I have grown to trust," Tony said to the teen-age boy as he stood up and put on his blue bathrobe, "His name is Mr. Baxter. Mr. Baxter, this is Matt. He's my most special young friend." A bit shy and still uncomfortable at being found engaged in the act of being willingly sodomized, Matt put his hand out and the elderly man shook it enthusiatically. "Pleased to meet you, son," Mr. Baxter said with a genial tone to Matt while he admired the handsome teen's features, "Pardon my saying, but, I can see definitely see why Tony likes you. He's a very lucky man indeed!" Matt blushed as he looked sheepishly at Tony who had a proud smile on his face. "Uhm, thanks, Mr. Baxter," Matt said getting more nervous from the compliment, "Well....me and the guys are taking off, okay? It's nice to meet you, sir." During the conversation, Rudy and Carlos had appeared in the doorway fully cleaned up and dressed. They both looked so innocent as if thoughts of sex had never crossed their youthful minds. "Let me see you all out," said Tony, "Excuse me a moment, Mr. Baxter. Feel free to raid the fridge while I'm gone, okay?" the balding old man smiled and nodded as the forty-five year old man and the three angelic boys disappeared towards the front of the house. Moments later, Tony reappeared alone and sat at the table once more. "Sorry about that, sir," apologized Tony as he settled into his chair, "I think it was better for them to leave. They really don't know anything about my past. I don't talk about it much to anyone." A look of surprise came across the older man's wrinkled features. "Well, you are full of surprises!" exclaimed Mr. Baxter, "So, those youngsters have no idea that you used to put them to shame in-between the sheets?" As if remembering a treasured memory, Tony nodded softly and wistfully. "They just know that I messed around some as a boy," answered Tony, "But, that's all. They just think it was nothing really serious like the stuff that we do with each other." The old man chuckled with amusement as he savored the twist of fate that he had unexpectedly stumbled upon. "To me, you were the best," mused the old man looking at the middle-aged man with a look of reverance, "You don't know how many times I thought of you when I was taking care of my husbandly duties with my sweet Leona. Made me poke her harder thinking it was you I with." "Thanks," replied Tony with a slight blush, "If you would've known me as a boy. I'm sure getting me into bed would've been pretty easy. Lots of other guys had me back then. Why not you?" A wistful look of sadness crossed Mr. Baxter's wrinkled visage as he pondered for a moment what could have been many years ago when he was stronger and younger. "I know. I do wish had been braver in trying to find a boy like you. Many times, I thought about some of the cute boys that were the friends of my sons and I imagined them undressed. But, I was too chicken to do more than that," explained Mr. Baxter looking at Tony as the old man bared his long hidden desires and frustrations, "So, I just kept it inside and lived through those magazines of you naked and doing all sorts of naughty things. Things I would have given my right arm to do with you myself. You were my dream boy. My perfect angel." The old man looked at the kitchen table a bit drained after having just told an actual living person his most hidden secret. "Thanks. I never thought of it as being anything special," answered Tony trying to diminish the uniqueness of his boyhood which had drove the old man to find him, "Lots of boys were doing it. Lots of men, too. The only thing that's changed is that people are really uptight about anything with sex and kids. Hell, I grew up on sex and I turned out decent enough." "You sure did, sonny," the old man said with a sparkle returning to his bespectacled eyes, "It's good to see that you grew up so well-grounded and bringing up a new generation into the life. How did you get your start, son? You were pretty young as I recall. To this day, I can still remember picking up that copy of NUDIST MOPPETS and finding you romping around in your birthday suit without a care in the world. Right then and there, I fell heads over heels for you. You were my favorite boy ever!!!" The old man pounded his fist on the table to emphasize his point. "I don't think I was that special. When I first started out, I just thought it was playing around that adults did," replied Tony, "I was too young to really know anything else except that it really felt good and I wanted to do it alot once I discovered how to do it." Mr. Baxter was curious as to how the beautiful boy that he had fallen in love with had begun showing up naked in magazines and films found only in adult bookstores during the late Sixties and early Seventies. "So, tell me how it all began," prodded Mr. Baxter trying to quench a decades long thirst to know more about his beloved former boy, "I really want to know before I pass the Pearly Gates, son." "Okay," relented Tony as he sat back in his chair to tell of his unique childhood, "I'll start at the beginning." The old man listened intently and leaned forward to hear the tale of the middle-aged man's boyhood in the underworld of nude boy modeling and early boy pornography. ---------------------------------------- It was 1968 and I had just turned eight years old. My mom and dad were free-love advocates devoted to many aspects of the counter-culture. They actively promoted nudism and back-to-nature with an almost religious fervor. Ever since I could remember, my family moved almost aimlessly from one hippie commune to another. A few months in California. Another few months in New Mexico. Sometimes we went to Mexico, too. We bounced around wherever we could go. We were poor hippies but so was everyone else that we knew. My folks preferred others who shared their liberal views on nudity and sex. Naturally, this meant that I had seen lots of adults naked and sometimes having sex. I saw some older kids like teens doing it a few times also but I never really understood it or had tried it. Sex between guys was never seen by me before and it had never occurred to me that adults and kids did anything like that together. One day, I was playing with some other kids my age and younger at this commune in Texas near the Gulf coast. The people there were all nudists so we were all naked which helped because it was really hot. I recall that I did not like wearing clothes at age eight and spent most of my time partially or totally undressed. Out of nowhere, this thirteen-year old red-headed boy came up to me. He looked alot like that boy from the LOST IN SPACE television show. It was a show I liked watching sometimes whenever my folks came to a commune that allowed a television. I thought the robot on that show was really cool. The boy with red-hair was naked like the rest of us and the only thing he wore was a friendly smile. "Hey kid," the red-headed boy told me, "How come you're playing with these babies? You want to do something really cool?" The new boy was about five-feet two-inches tall and weighed like ninety to a hundred pounds. I can still remember how he had really reddish blonde hair that hung over his emerald green eyes and his lips were really full like they were swollen. My hair was reddish brown but his was brighter. People would sometimes ask if we were brothers. His skin was totally smooth and lightly bronzed with no tan lines whatsoever. One could tell by the missing tanlines that he wore no clothes whatsoever most, if not all, of the time. Later, I found out that he loved to swim at the beach alot which explained the excellent muscle tone that he had complimented by a trace of pubescent fat giving him a wonderful build. The sun had bleached the few wisps of pubes that he had till they were the color of straw. "Uh...sure...I guess so," I said not really sure why this older boy was asking me and none of the other kids but I it DID make me feel special that I had been picked, "What is it?" The older boy grinned even wider and his green-eyes sparkled brightly. "You got to promise that you won't tell anyone. Even your folks, okay?" the strange new boy told me in a way that made me feel that he was about to reveal a world-shattering secret and that I was about to be taken into the strictest confidence, "It's like being a superhero kinda like...Batman." Once he told me that I was hooked. "I like Batman!" I told him naively while we walked away from the other kids who looked at me enviously for having been chosen for some secret group that had special privileges of which only I would know and not them. "Cool! Me too!" my new-found friend told me excitedly. I followed him through the commune feeling pretty excited. Finally, we reached a small bungalow far from the one that my family stayed in. It was in a more isolated part of the commune. "My name's Skip," the older boy told me before we went into the bungalow that he had led me to, "What's yours?" "Tony," I told him as we went inside the bungalow. Inside was this older naked man that I had seen before. His name was Gus Stain. When I first met him he was in his early forties. He was six-feet three inches tall and was a lanky 190 pounds. His most noticeable trait to me was that he had alot of body hair. He once told me a few years later that he felt it exhuded virility and manliness. A few weeks earlier Gus Stain had taken some pictures of me and some other kids playing or standing around at this other nudist commune in California. I saw him speaking to my mom and dad a couple of times before that so I thought he was a friend of theirs. They had plenty of strange friends so it wasn't so unusual to me if they knew him. Later on in life, I found out that this man had noticed me because he thought that I looked like a young Kurt Russell but with red hair. Gus had a thing for boys who looked like well-known boy actors. Skip was a runaway he had picked up a couple of years earlier at some bus stop in Dallas. Gus had picked him up because he thought Skip looked like that kid from LOST IN SPACE too. Unknown to me at the time, Gus had convinced my folks that he was a serious art photographer who promoted the joys of nudism and natural living. Also, he had told them that they should seriously consider allowing me to model for him because I represented natural purity. In reality, Gus was an ex-advertising executive who had turned to the counter-culture and nudism to engage in his interest in photographing naked boys for European naturist magazines. How did I know at age eight that I would become his most popular model. "Hey Gus, I'm back with my new friend! His name is Tony," said Skip aloud as Gus roused from his wicker chair where he was reading some letters to greet us with a big smile on his serious looking face as if the older boy had brought him a gift, "This is the guy who takes care of me, Tony. This is Gus. You'll really like him. He's really groovy." I remember feeling nervous but since I kind of knew the guy I wasn't scared. In the back of my mind, I wanted to do the really cool stuff that I had been promised. Where was my secret club I thought? "Hello Tony," Gus told me as he greeted me by mussing up my hair in a playful way that made me feel that he must be a really cool guy if my new friend, Skip, liked him alot and trusted him, "Do you remember me?" I looked up into the hazel eyes of this friendly man as he gave me a really friendly wink which made me like him more and then one to Skip who just smiled mischieviously and winked back in reciprocation. "Yeah,...I remember you took some pictures of me," I replied a bit unsure as to what his point was in asking, "Did you want to take some more?" Skip had quietly closed the door and shades while I was talking to Gus as if to prevent anyone from seeing inside the bungalow. "I would enjoy that. Your pictures turned out really good. You should be a model because you're such a pretty boy like those on TV and the movies. I can show them to you sometime and, maybe, we can take some more better ones. You and Skip can take some together if you feel like it," explained Gus as he gazed down on me while I stood before him, "Skip likes for me to take pictures of him. Isn't that right, Skip?" "Yup, it's lots of fun!" answered The red-headed thirteen-year old with his hands on his hips standing next to me, "Can I show him some of my pictures, Gus? I think Tony'll like them. Gus took some really groovy pictures of me, Tony." Skip looked eager to show the eight-year old boy his modeling accomplishments. "It'd be cool to see your pictures," I replied because I had become curious. Gus nodded and he went over to another room where a mattress was and from inside a storage trunk he pulled a packed manila envelope out. The naked man handed the envelope to the naked adolescent boy who took it with enthusiasm. "Here are some recent pictures I've taken of Skip. They're quite good. I was just getting ready to send them out to Europe where he's quite popular, Tony," said Gus as he sat down in the wicker chair once more, "Show them to our new friend, Skip." Dutifully, Skip with his envelope sat on a mat next to the wicker chair and motioned for me to join him which I did because I was curious to see the type of pictures which would end up in a magazine. "You take pictures for magazines?" I asked impressed because I felt special that he wanted to take some photos of me and put them in a magazine, "I want to see them." Skip smiled with pride as he pulled some glossy color eight-by-tens from the manila envelope. "Look at these ones, Tony. Gus took them of me a couple weeks ago when we were in Brownsville at this really great beach. It was really cool swimming there!" gushed Skip as he handed me the pictures with pride, "I want to go back one day. Maybe, you and me can take some pictures there sometime, huh?" I nodded as I looked at the many pictures showing Skip nude in various poses on some sandy beach. More then a few pictures showed the barely pubescent boy to be obviously aroused. The red-headed boy enjoyed being photographed and he was totally immodest. Having been a nudist all eight years of my life and having seen Skip naked already, I found the pictures showing my new friend naked to be nothing out of the ordinary. I wondered what was so special about them that people would buy magazines with pictures of Skip running around nude like he always seemed to do. In the back of my mind, I felt that I could do the same. "Skip takes really good pictures. He's my best model." commented Gus quite casually, "I bet you and him would take terrific pictures together. The magazines I sell my pictures to would definitely want the both of you together. You want to be a model like Skip, Tony?" Skip nudged me on the shoulder and nodded to prod me into joining Gus and him in their little group. "I want to," I told Gus, "But, I don't know if my mom and dad'll let me." Skip gave Gus a look of concern. "Don't worry about it, Tony," answered Gus calmly, "I know your mom and dad pretty well. Let me talk to them. I should be able to work out something with them, okay?" Skip smiled and nodded in agreement which made me feel better because I felt that I was on the verge of joining a very special group of people. Little did I realize that I was about to enter a very secretive and taboo world that would change my life. "Gus'll take care of everything, Tony," added Skip as if to convince me that it would be okay to join them cause Gus would use his friendship with my parents to talk them into letting me be one of his models, "I've been modeling for him since I was eleven. He's almost like my dad. No..no...waitaminute....he's even better then my dad cause he lets me do all kinds of groovy stuff." "Really?" I asked not too sure as to what Skip was talking about, "What kinda stuff?" As if on cue, Skip got that naughty smile on his face and his eyes really sparkled as he looked at me then at Gus who returned it with a nod. Skip reached into his manila envelope again and he pulled out another handful of pictures which he handed over to me. "Check these out, Tony," my new adolescent friend told me as if sharing a special secret, "These are really cool! Ever done anything like this before?" I looked the new pictures over and I saw that they were of Skip performing sex acts with Gus. It was clear that both my new friends were enjoying themselves in a way that I had never known before. As the son of free-love advocates, I had seen similar sex acts performed by adults occasionally. However, I had never known another boy close to my age who had engaged in these acts. It was all new to me that kids my age would engage in these acts whose appeal had eluded me up till then. I had touched myself a few times but I only found it mildly stimulating and I don't recall ever having had an orgasm before age eight. Having an erection was entirely natural to me and I ignored it when it occurred. Looking at the pictures caused my little pecker to harden a bit though I could not explain why. "I've seen my mom do this like you're doing here," I told Skip as I pointed at a picture in which the older red-haired boy had Gus's erect cock in his mouth as the older hairy male lay on his back enjoying the oral attention on his member, "Sometimes when she thinks I'm asleep I see her doing that to my dad or one of their friends. She puts their weinie when it gets all long into her mouth. They make all these weird noises and try to push more of it in her mouth like this." I put my finger in my mouth and moved it in and out. Gus chuckled and I noticed that his cock had become hard like in the pictures. It was the first time that I had noticed Gus's penis emerging from the thick bush of curly black pubes that hid his ping-pong sized balls. The man in his forties had a thin cut cock which made it appear long but it was really seven inches with a mushroom shaped-tip. Looking at it made my own small cock get harder though I could not understand it at such a tender age. "Guys like it when their dicks get sucked, Tony. It feels really good," explained Gus in almost a fatherly way, "It's lots of fun. I love getting sucked. Don't you agree, Skip?" I looked at Skip who I noticed was fully erect himself. His boyish cock was between four or five inches and was uncut. It looked like a bigger version of mine except that mine was cut. "I love doing it!" responded Skip on cue with enthusiasm, "Its so much fun making guys cum. Gus was the one who showed me how its done and I've been doing it every chance I get. It's so much fun. Doing it is so cool that you won't believe that you can do it with us anytime you want!" Hearing Skip argue for it convinced me that it must be alright and I looked through more of the pictures of these new friends of mine engaging in what I believed to be fun-looking activities. I told myself that it looked easy enough to do. "Show him how easy it is, Skip," suggested Gus as I curiously looked at some pictures of Skip on his back with his legs up and spread apart while Gus was sticking his hard cock near his butthole, "Tony might want to see how it's done. Or, he might want to try it with you, okay?" Gus lay back on his wicker chair with his legs spread out as if in invitation for a sexual act to be performed on his erect member. "Check this out, Tony," responded Skip as he knelt between the older man's outspread legs taking position to begin performing fellatio for the benefit me to learn how it to do it. "Okay," I told Skip as I inched closer and watched him slowly take the tip of Gus's hard cock between his moist lips. It was fascinating to see this thirteen-year old boy slowly swallowing a grown man's cock till it was almost completely buried deep in his throat. When I had seen my mom do it, I was watching from far away. Now, I was watching it up close and it was hypnotic to see. Skip's head bobbed up and down in slow motion. Sometimes, Gus's cock would slip completely out from between Skip's wet lips but he would quickly recover and resume swallowing the saliva wet cock. From the very beginning, I noticed that Skip was really good at sucking cock and I learned much from his expertise over the years. For his part, Gus would groan softly every so often. To help Skip keep a steady tempo, he had placed his right hand softly on the back of the teen-boy's head. "See...uh...uh...it's...not...so hard," Gus said as he enjoyed the red-headed boy between his legs sucking his dick with expert skill learned during Skip's two years with him, "Want...to try?" My eyes were locked upon Skip performing oral sex as I nodded softly though not entirely sure that I could do it good enough for Gus to enjoy it like he was doing now. Hearing Gus, Skip slowly let the stiff cock inside his mouth slowly slide out and he continued to expertly lick it from tip to base till I took position next to him. Once I got my head close enough to the seven-inch cock that he was vigorously licking, Skip pointed it towards my face. Slowly, I put my tongue on it like he had done and I licked it like I would a popsicle. It seemed easy enough but I quickly learned that I could not swallow it all the way like Skip had done. Trying to swallow more, I almost choked and pulled back quickly. "That's okay. It was like that my first time, too. Just put the tip in your mouth, Tony," Skip instructed me as he held Gus's cock with his right hand so it wouldn't move away from me and he massaged Gus's hairy balls with his left hand, "Don't try to swallow it like me. You'll choke cause it's so big. Suck on the tip only. Pretend its a tootsie pop. There....that's way better." I sucked on Gus's hard cock for a few minutes and I was beginning to think that I wasn't doing it right because it didn't seem so great. Every so often, Gus would groan and I noticed that he would thrust a little bit into my mouth which would cause me to pull back slightly so it wouldn't cause me to choke again. "I'm ...cumming," Gus groaned as he put his hand on the back of my head as he had done with Skip, "Taste...my cream...Tony." I didn't know what he meant when he said that but I could feel the tip of his cock begin to twitch in my mouth. It both scared and fascinated me that I was causing someone to "cum" especially a grown man. I didn't know what it was but I thought that if Skip could do it so could I. "Get ready, Tony. It's going to squirt out really fast in your mouth. Don't worry cuz it's not pee. It's just cum," Skip said becoming excited as well, "It's like salty cream only. Swallow what you can. Don't worry about the rest, alright?" His face had moved in closer to mine as if I should fail then he would take over swallowing this mysterious "cum" that I had never seen before. Because Gus was holding my head down on his cock so it wouldn't escape from between my lips, I readied myself to swallow whatever Gus was going to squirt into my mouth. "Aaaaah.....yesssss!!!" groaned Gus as I felt his cock give a violent twitch between my lips and a warm gooey liquid filled my mouth. I was surprised by how thick it was and how it would gush out with each twitch. Remembering what Skip had told me, I began to swallow it quickly but it gushed too fast for me and it shot out of my nostrils like milk. Because Gus was holding my head down on his squirting cock, I couldn't pull away and some of the cum ran out of the sides of my mouth too. After he finished squirting the gooey stuff from his cock, Gus let me pull my head away. He smiled at me and mussed my hair while I wiped some of the thick white goo off my face. I got the impression that I had passed an important test with him. Strangely enough, I did feel a sense of pride in doing what I had just done though I couldn't explain why. Perhaps, it was because it was the first blowjob that I had ever done. "This is cum?" I asked innocently with the salty taste still in my mouth and I could fully taste it when I licked my lips, "It's really sticky and tastes kinda weird." "I was like that at first but I love how it tastes now. Gus always shoots lots of cum so its hard to swallow it all," commented Skip who was smiling happily because I had joined him and Gus in their special world, "You did it pretty good for your first time, Tony." Without realizing it, I had begun rubbing myself till I was rock hard and it felt way much better than before. "I think you got horny when you gave me a blowjob," said Gus as he lay back in his wicker chair savoring the orgasm that I had just given him, "Skip can help you by doing for you what you did for me. Stand up, Tony, and let Skip show you how good it feels to be sucked off." Curious by what I was feeling as I rubbed myself, I stood up and my boyish cock jutted out like a small sausage from my abdomen. It seemed to be harder then I had ever remembered it being before. "Hold still and I'll suck your cock like I did Gus, okay?" Skip said while on his knees before me bending down low to take my small cock in his mouth. It felt really good as my thirteen-year old friend began to lick and suck on my tiny erection. I had never felt anything feel so good ever in my young life. It was no wonder that my dad and those other men liked my mom doing it to them. The good feeling made me squirm and I instinctively thrust my hips. This drove my boyish cock back and forth between Skip's lips like I had seen Gus do with his larger cock when Skip was sucking him. "This...feels...gooooood," I moaned as the pleasure from having my cock sucked for the first time grew more intense, "Is...this... cummmming?" Skip sucked on my erection more harder which caused the incredible pleasure to jump up temendously causing me to get light-headed and weak-kneed. I'm certain I was groaning and moaning by that point because I have always been noisy during sex. "You're almost there, Tony," said Gus sitting back and enjoying the sex act being performed by the two boys before him, "When you cum, you'll know it!" As he said that, I remember an incredible wave of the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced bursting forth from my small dick. It seized my eight-year old body and caused me to spasm uncontrollably. I could tell that I was thrusting my cock wildly into Skip's mouth but it seemed to happen automatically without my control. Because of his experience, Skip had gripped my buttcheeks with both hands and had sucked hard so my twitching cock would stay completely engulfed in his mouth. This helped to keep me steady once the intense orgasm had passed over me and I was left weak and barely able to stand. Once it was all over, I had stumbled back to sit on Gus's lap to recover my bearings. Skip stood up smiling proud of his performance of fellating me for my first time. "Damn! I made you cum for the first time," Skip said happily, "Did you like it? I bet you did cause everyone I suck does!!!" While Skip celebrated his accomplishment, Gus rubbed my back as I slowly recovered from my first orgasm. To this day, I still enjoy having my back rubbed afer a good orgasm and I like doing it to the boys I am with too. "It felt really good!," I said still amazed at how wonderful an orgasm could feel and puzzled at how I had never made myself feel that good when I rubbed myself before, "How come I didn't squirt any white stuff like you?" I touched my little cock and I noticed that the tip was a little sore. "you're still too young, Tony," answered Gus who was still rubbing my back tenderly, "Guys begin to make cum when they turn around thirteen, like Skip. He is only beginning to make sperm in his balls. It's still clear now but when he gets as old as me it will get as thick and white like mine. Like Skip told you, he loves making my cum squirt out so he can swallow it." As he mentioned cum, I could still taste his in my mouth and it was not unpleasant to me at all. Rather, I found it had a strong nutty flavor tinged with a strong saltiness that I would experience many times through my youth. "It's groovy making you squirt your jism into my mouth, Gus," Skip said in agreement, "The first time was kind of weird cause I didn't know what it was like. But, after that,it was easy. Don't you think so, Tony?" As he spoke, Skip was fondling himself slowly causing his pubescent cock to be stiff. "It wasn't hard," I told them "It's just hard putting it all the way in my mouth like you." "You got to learn how to do that, Tony" said Gus whose hands were kneading my neck making me relaxed, "Skip couldn't take my dick all the way at first either. Over time, he learned to take more and more. So will you after you learn to relax your throat so it won't feel like your choking. Skip just makes it look really easy cause he can make it go all the way in." Skip smiled proudly that Gus was pointing out his expertise at fellatio. "It takes some practice," Skip added trying to cast his oral talent as a skill honed from extensive experience, "Gus lets me do it alot with him. Sometimes, he has some buddies from where we've stayed that like it too. You should see some of the huge dicks on those guys. They really make you choke if you don't do it right." "Other guys let you suck their weinie?" I said surprised that others were doing what we had just been doing, "Here?" "Well, not here but at some other places there are some. I'm supposed to pick up this other boy a little older then you next week in New Mexico. His mom wants me to let him do some modeling. She needs the cash really bad," Gus explained, "But there are lots of places that I've met guys who like messing around with young dudes like you two. I've gotten to know some of them pretty good and we've remained in touch. Being a photographer, they like me to take pictures of them and one of my models, like Skip, fooling around." "What do you mean?" I asked a little unsure as to what Gus meant by 'fooling around'. "I do sucking and fucking with them," Skip said with energetic ease, "It's really fun! I was really nervous my first time with that guy Gus met in Tulsa. He was this really old dude like fifty but he had this huge dick kinda like a horse. After that, it was easy and so much fun! Those guys treat you so cool almost like they're your dad but way better cause they don't hit you and stuff like that." "Do guys fuck?" I asked innocently because I had seen my parents do it and thought it was stuff men and women did only, "How? You don't got a hole down there like girls do." Skip chuckled probably amazed at my young cluelessness and he gave Gus a nod as they seemed to share an understanding brought about by my question. "Sure you do, Tony," said Gus as I turned to look at him while sitting in his lap, "You just don't know it." "Here it is," said the red-headed boy as he turned his back towards me and Gus and spread his buttcheeks to show us his butthole, "I didn't know how to use it till Gus showed me how its done. It's better then sucking cause it makes you both cum. You'll love it, I bet! I get so horny when I think about getting fucked!!!" I remembered the picture that I had seen earlier with Skip on his back and Gus putting the tip of his dick where Skip's butthole was at. "Yeah, you do," agreed Gus whose cock I could feel against my back had stiffened to its previous hardness and was making my small one stiffen as well, "You must be thinking about it right now cause I can see you got a hardon." I looked at my thirteen-year old friend and saw his hard dick. For a moment, I wondered what it would be like to suck it and make him squirt his cum in my mouth like Gus had done. "I need it bad," said Skip almost pleadingly putting his right arm around Gus in a buddy sort-of-way, "It's already been a couple of days since we last fucked. Man, I need that groovy feeling you give me. Let's show Tony, alright?" "Well....he does need to learn if he is going to be one of my models," mused Gus who was acting like he needed to be convinced into having sex with the aroused teen boy, "Remember, we can't spend all afternoon doing it like last time cause I want to take some pictures of you and Tony tomorrow. So, I want you all fresh and rested for that. I need to sell those pictures cause its going to cost to go get Alan next week and to keep him here with us for awhile. His mom wanted some money right away so I have to give her an advance." A look of glee splashed on Skip's face. "Alan's coming with us!", Skip said forgetting his horniness for a moment, "Man, he's really cool. I hope he stays with us cause his mom is kinda scary." Gus stood me up as he prepared to get up himself out of the wicker chair in which we were both sitting. Because I was raised as a nudist and had seen many cocks before, I did not normally stare at cocks but now I found myself staring at Gus's hard cock as he stood before me. Now that I knew how I could do something 'special' with it, I had become more interested in the cocks of other guys. "Let's show our new friend what you do best, Skip," instructed Gus as he led me into the other room where a mattess was on the floor while Skip followed obediently, "How do you want to do it? Remember, Tony has to be able to see how it's done for when he does it with you tomorrow." Skip stopped for a moment to think. "What if my parents say no," I said aloud afraid that my mom and dad wouldn't want me to be doing sex stuff with my two new friends "I want to. It's fun like you told me." "I'll just tell them I want you to model for me, Tony. It'll only be pictures of you jumping and playing naked that I'll show them so they won't get all suspicious. Sort of like the ones I took of you a few weeks ago. You just don't tell them that we do our 'special' fun together cause they might get angry and make you stop. Skip keeps it a secret from everyone. It's how come he can do it anytime he wants to with me," Gus said soothingly, "So, as long as you just keep it between the three of us there will be no problem and I will send your mom and dad some money for your pictures. That will make them happy don't you think?" I nodded in agreement. Later that evening, Gus managed to convince my parents to allow me to model for his naturist pictures by plying them with promises of cash which they desperately needed from the sales of the pictures to naturist magazines. A couple of years later, Gus managed to convince my parents to surrender my custody to him so I could travel all over America to model in his photography which I did until I was seventeen. "Let's do the 'little cowboy'," suggested Skip finally, "I know it's not your favorite but I like doing it, okay?" Gus shrugged and complied at the young teen's request by laying on his back on the mattress. His seven-inch cock stood up like a flesh-colored pole from his dark bushy pubes. I knelt down on the mattress to watch as Skip stood over the older man straddling his hips. "Keep an eye on Skip, Tony," instructed Gus as the teen boy squatted down till the his butthole was poised over the grown man's hard cock, "Watch how he does it and see how he has to work my dick in slowly." As Gus spoke, I could see Skip biting his lower lip as he slowly worked the man's cock into his boyhole. "Ya got to...uh...work...it in so it doesn't hurt much," Skip said while more of Gus's hardon went inside him, "After that, it feels so...uh...good. I can't even...uh... tell you how good it feels like. You...umm... just got to do it yourself, dude!" After a few long minutes while I watched fascinated, Skip finally had Gus's stiff cock completely inside him so he was sitting atop the man laying on his back. Slowly, the thirteen-year old boy began to move himself up and down causing Gus's cock to slide in and out of his butthole. I watched as Gus lay back with his hands clasped behind his head and let Skip impale himself on his erection. A happy smile spread on his face as he enjoyed the young boy doing all the work during the sexual act. It made me wish that I could join them instead of just witnessing it. Gasps and moans escaped from Skip's open mouth and the up-and-down movement he was doing reminded me of someone riding a horse. Skip leaned forward so his hands were resting on Gus's shoulders as he continued to increase his jumping up and down on the grown man's cock. The effort caused Skip to groan each time the cock would drive itself up into his body. Fascinated, I watched while the man and boy engaged in anal sex which was something that I had never heard of or seen before. "See...how...(gulp)...easy it is," moaned Skip as he continued to energetically move himself up-and-down on Gus's hard cock seeking that same wonderful feeling that I had just discovered with his help minutes earlier, "I'm...almost...there...ummmmmm! Oooooh yeeaaah!!!" Skip threw his head back and his mouth openned wide as he seemed to have a a seizure. He gave a gutteral moan as he continued jumping up and down on Gus's cock. I saw a few drops of a clear liquid squirt out from his dick and it landed on Gus's hairy chest. Gus smiled at me as we watched the thirteen-year old boy who was riding his cock having a well-deserved orgasm after such skilled effort in seeking it. Little-by-little, Skip began to slow down his moving up-and-down till he almost stopped but was only rocking back and forth. "Don't stop....a little more," urged Gus, "Just...mmmmm...a little more...almost there!" Skip nodded still a little dazed from his orgasm but complied by increasing his jumping till I could see Gus's cock sliding in-and-out of Skip's butthole once more. Skip's cock had softened but had resumed becoming hard again as he increased moving his body up-and-down. Soft "uhs" escaped from Skip with each full penetration of his body by the cock beneath him. My own little cock throbbed as I watched them perform this amazing sex act before my young eyes. "Yesss.(gulp)...yesss!!!" moaned Skip as he began to convluse once more and his eyes rolled back into his head which had he had tossed back from the pleasure that gripped him, "Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!" Similarly, Gus had stiffened up and was bucking uncontrollably. I was both scared and fascinated. "Hell....yesss!!!" groaned Gus who was shooting his cum deep into Skip, "Ooooh yessss...oooh yessss!!!" Seconds became a full minute till both man and boy finished climaxing and they finally stopped their contorting and moaning. Skip had squirted another load of his clear cum onto the chest of Gus. However, Gus had returned the favor by gushing another plentiful load into Skip who looked much more dazed then before. I wondered if that is how I would look if I did what Skip had just done. I figured that this kind of sex must make you feel better then being sucked and being sucked was the best feeling I had ever felt in my life at that point. That is when I decided that I wanted to do fucking. "See how cool that was," said Skip finally as he lay next to Gus who put his right arm around him, "I can cum more times but I got to save it for tomorrow. That way me and you can do it a long time, dude" I can hardly wait!" "It looked really cool," I said in agreement with that strange feeling around my dick like I really wanted to touch it badly, "I want you to show me how to do that like you just did. Did you cum, Gus?" Skip was proud of showing all of Gus's new models how to please Gus in bed. "Skip always makes me cum really hard. I love putting my cock in his butt and shooting all my cum into him. You can learn alot from him. He is the best!" Gus gave Skip a squeeze which made the teen-age boy blush, "He even squirted his cum on me, see?" Chuckling, Gus smeared the clear liquid that Skip had twice squirted onto the man's hairy chest till the only evidence was glistening chest hairs. "Getting fucked is the coolest, Tony," added Skip, "I'll show you how to do it so it won't hurt your first time. It's kinda hard at first when you do it with a grownup. But, since it's me and you tomorrow I think you will love it." "You better get to your mom and dad, Tony. I'll talk to them tonight about letting you model for me that way you can come over tomorrow. You, me and Skip can go to that stream where no one goes to so we can take some pictures there without being bothered by anyone," Gus told me as he stood up from the mattress leaving Skip laying there resting, "Welcome to our secret little club, son!" He shook my hand and Skip gave me a wink and a smile that made me feel pretty special. In a way because I had to keep all my activities secret from everyone, it really was like I had just gained a secret identity. ---------------------------------------- "That was how it started, Mr. Baxter," said Tony noticed that he had spent an hour telling the older man the story of how he met the man who brought him into a secret underworld that only a few knew of, "From age eight till I was seventeen, I modeled with Gus Stain. He took almost all my pictures and movies. Lots of European magazines didn't give him any credit for his work which is why he started producing his own when I was about ten. That's how the police got him a couple of years after I had left and joined the Navy. I was pretty sad to hear about it when I heard about it. Gus was a pretty good guy and he cared for us boys alot. It hurt to hear when he passed away a few years back. I kinda wish that I had spoken with him before he died just to thank him for stuff." The elderly man took his glasses off and cleaned them thoughtfully. "That was an amazing story, son," the older man said putting his glasses back on, "Gus must have been a really special man if you found room in your heart to feel loyalty to him. I think that's what I wanted to know and not only the just the sex. I figure if you can still feel affection as a man for this Gus fella who brought you as a boy into the world where men and boys love each other then I know it is a good kind of love. Now, I realize the shame I used to feel for feeling attraction towards a boy was completely worthless. At least, you made lots of people happy, Tony, and you share it with those boys I saw you with today especially that handsome youngster I found you poking. On the other hand, I spent my life hiding and beating myself up when I didn't have to. Thank you for showing me the truth, son. I really do appreciate it." The elderly man put his hand over the clasped hands of the middle-aged man dressed in a blue bathrobe in an affectionate manner. "You're welcome, Mr. Baxter," responded Tony feeling a sense of accomplishment, "Say....I got some private stuff that Gus gave me before I left. You wouldn't have been able to get this stuff since all of Gus's private stash was taken by the police and destroyed. Plus, some of the stuff I have was given to me by some guys I met through Gus when I was modeling. You might even recognize a couple of the guys. I can show it to you this evening if you want." The older man looked surprised and smiled naughtily. "You don't say!" Mr. Baxter said with his interest greatly piqued, "I would love to see them and hear the stories on how you made them!!!" To be continued... Dedicated to Peter Glawson, whose beauty has been preserved for the Ages by the wonder of the Net. Thank you, Peter and all those involved in bringing you to the world where boys are loved and appreciated. Note: I ask the readers to Google boy-actors Billy Mumy ( from LOST IN SPACE ) and KURT RUSSELL ( check out the 'Jungle Boy' episode of GILLIGAN's ISLAND ) because they figure in my descriptions for Skip and young Tony.