Eating Out with Jared

All You Can Eat, a series of short stories by Josh Terrence

mb/anal/oral/mast/rimming

Author's note: This story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Previously -

When they break their kiss for the final time, Charles crawls into my lap while James snuggles up to my side and enjoys having my finger lodged in his anus. Without having to be told, I slide my free hand between my thigh and Charles' plump, naked bottom, then I slip my middle finger up his ass and he sighs. As we rest, both boys nuzzle their faces into my chest and treat me to occasional kisses until I announce that it's time for me to get in the shower. Charles and James decide to join me, so I scoot the horny blonde out of my lap. While we're walking to the bathroom, Charles playfully bends over in front of James and I, hanging his bubble butt out with a naughty smile, then he tells us, “I really hope I drop the soap.”

And now...

Eating Out with Jared -

Stepping out of my car into the humid, high noon sun, I feel a sheen of sweat collecting on my brow. As usual, I'm unable to find a parking spot near the mall entrance, so I'm forced to walk from the far reaches of the lot in my sandals and shorts. I'm freshly showered and my hair is slightly damp as I get out of my car, but by the time I reach the row of glass doors that people are using to enter and leave the mall, the sun has done its job and my hair is dry.

As I make my approach, I spot a group of youngster's sitting on the planter that lines the building. One boy in particular, a stringy haired brunette, smiles at me as soon as I make eye contact with him. He slides off of the planter and lands on his feet as his cute grin spreads across his face, revealing a set of braces that takes my breath away. His green, almond shaped eyes sparkle in the sunlight and the smooth skin on his face is glowing. At the bottom of his stringy locks, tiny, natural curls sit carelessly, lining the diameter of his head like a crown and glistening with sweat.

He's at the mall with his older brother, but at the moment he's all by himself. His brother has gone off with a group of friends, giving the youngster instructions to call him if he needs to. Free to roam the mall, the boy uses his time to frequent the food court before finally walking outside to enjoy the summer sun.

I walk by without stopping and enter the mall by the food court, which is bustling with activity. I hold the door open, knowing that the youngster is right behind me, and he smiles up at me in appreciation. He takes the lead, walking in front of me as we traverse the foot traffic that seems to be getting heavier as the lunch time crowd gathers. From behind, I'm able to appreciate the way his young body is developing. At 11 years old, the youngster stands just under five feet tall and weighs about 85 pounds. His green teeshirt sits loosely on his lithe frame, his shirt tails falling just past the waistband of the tan cargo shorts that show off his young, supple rear end so nicely. As he walks, his plump bottom seems to be bouncing up and down, enticing me to follow the boy.

When we reach the edge of the food court, he waits for me to catch up, then he slips his warm, clammy hand into mine with a shy smile. This gesture earns us quite a few smiles from various onlookers who assume that we're father and son, so I play along by leaning down and asking him, “What do you want for lunch, Jared?”

“I'm not that hungry yet, but I have to go to the bathroom,” the boy responds, looking sheepishly at a young woman who's watching and listening with a warm smile. She looks away as soon as she sees his expression, almost as if she's worried that she might have intruded on a private moment between father and son, then he continues. “Will you take me?”

“Sure buddy,” I say with a warm smile, then we head toward a family bathroom while a familiar mall security guard gives me a knowing grin. “When you're done, we need to find your brother.”

He nods up at me with a serious expression, then we enter the bathroom and he locks the door while I make my way to the commode and take a seat. He approaches me with a grin, his braces once again enough to take my breath away. Now that I'm sitting down, we're at eye level with each other and he's standing with his nose less than an inch away from mine. Very delicately, he leans forward and presses the tips of our noses together, still grinning from ear to ear, then he sighs and puckers his luscious lips.

Knowing what he's asking for, I pucker up and our lips meet, then I feel him add suction and my lips start to tingle. I can feel the saliva that's escaping from his mouth, coating my lips as we stay locked in a passionate kiss, then I wrap my arms around his skinny frame and run my hands all over his back. His breathing sounds labored, almost as if he's suppressing a moan, so I let my palms roam south to his luscious globes and give them a firm squeeze. They have a warm, fleshy feel on their outermost layer, but beneath that flesh is a solid, muscular set of glutes that are well developed. I use my fingertips to press into them and I'm rewarded twice when he lets go of a long, boyish moan that makes our lips vibrate, then his mouth opens and his tongue darts out.

As soon as our tongues meet, he leans his head to the right and wraps his arms around my neck. I respond to this by sliding one hand down the back of his shorts and cup his bottom through the outside of his briefs. The white knitted cotton is filled with the heat that his pucker is emitting, and I can feel it pouring through the fabric. At the top of his crack, I bed my middle finger between his cheeks, then I sink it all the way to the floor of his crevice and a moist collection of sweat soaks through the seat of his briefs. He moans again, this time with a tone of depravity that's born of my probing, then he begins running his fingers through my dark head of hair.

Encouraged by his reaction, I slide my finger down the length of his crack, letting it sink deeper into his sweat filled crevice until I find his opening, which is hot to the touch, even through the fabric of his underwear. I feel it throb as soon as I run the flat of my finger across its moist folds, then a thrust of heat pours out of it like water and I feel a shudder roll through me. Anxious to please the moaning youngster, I add pressure with my fingertip and begin to rub his pucker. The cotton stitching of his briefs immediately begin to catch the ribs that surround his anus, making the nerve endings that reside there sizzle with pleasure. I feel his hands move from around my neck to my shoulder blades, then he digs in with his fingertips and whimpers into my mouth.

Out of nowhere, he breaks our kiss and gives me a naughty grin while I continue to massage his moist hole. His lips are coated with saliva, his glands excreting the clear substance at a rapid pace. He begins panting and his eyes are glazed over, his young torso heaving in and out as he copes with the pleasure he feels. His expression is one of sheer euphoria, his braces now dripping with spit as his warm breaths flutter against my face.

I look down at his crotch, taking note of the fact that his boner is poking straight out, making his shorts tent slightly in the front. My own cock has swelled to its full length and thickness, oozing copious amounts of precum and aching for release, but all of that is secondary at the moment. As I rub the outside of his sphincter through his briefs, I feel my fingertip catch the center over and over again and he shivers visibly. All of the sudden, I feel his briefs start to moisten with ass juice and the strong scent of boy pussy begins dancing around both of our heads. He responds to this with another boyish moan, this one quite audible and full of need, then he presses back with his hips and his sphincter loosens.

Realizing what's happening, his mouth opens in surprise and he gives me a naughty look that's somehow laced with uncertainty. I feel compelled to add more pressure, and as soon as I do, I feel the tip of my finger pushing his briefs into the hot, tight ring of his anus. Before I can react, I feel his hole bloom and my finger is suddenly surrounded by the heat and tightness of his boy pussy, all the way to the center knuckle. I look at his face, which is dripping with desire, and smile lovingly at the boy. He smiles back, then his body relaxes and a look of ecstasy flashes across his adorable face and his smile seems to wash over his body while a hot, gooey pocket of cum saturates his underwear and seeps around my fingertip.

With a lascivious smile, he sighs dreamily, then he presses his lips into mine and his wet tongue slips into my mouth. With a hungry moan, he searches out my tongue, then we share a long, passionate kiss while I run my finger back and forth in his boy pussy. I can feel it starting to clamp down around my finger while his firm globes radiate with heat, then he breaks our kiss again and rests his head on my shoulder. I hear him panting deeply, enjoying the sensation of my finger working in his hole around the knitted cotton seat of his briefs, which work to scrub its moist lining and excite his pleasure receptors. I continue to finger the 11 year old for another two minutes, listening to him pant and moan in my ear while his little toes curl in his shoes. As my finger runs back and forth, I use my other hand to unbutton the fly of his cargo shorts and they fall to his feet, revealing his tented boy briefs and sending another shiver through me.

Finally, I stop moving my finger and let it travel all the way up his hot, tight chute while he lifts his head from my shoulder and gives me a tender smile. This time, I initiate our lip lock by cupping his chin with my fingers, then I lean forward and we share an extended French kiss while the heat of his boy pussy sizzles against my digit. When I break our kiss, I feel his bottom tense up and he expels my finger with a naughty grin, then he reaches back and pulls his briefs out of his hole.

With a gentle smile, I hook the waistband of his undies and ease them off of his slender hips. As his briefs come down, his hairless little rod comes into view and I gush. The sight of Jared's three inch boner is a marvelous experience. The short, stocky root is lined with tiny red and blue blood vessels and a prominent vein that's just starting to emerge along the top. It always sticks straight out from his smooth pubic bone while his undeveloped scrotum nestles tight to its base. Seeing it rage with passion while he smiles bashfully never fails to fill me with affection for the 11 year old. I reach out and caress his face with a tender touch, then I run my hands down to his bare bottom and cup his firm buttocks.

I lean in and we share a brief kiss on the mouth that's laced with tongue, then I kiss all over his neck while I use my hands to manipulate his bottom. He moans hotly in my ear, then I feel his tongue licking along the outer edge of my cartilage before I move down to his chest. I press my lips into the blue fabric of his shirt and find his hard nipple, so I playfully suck while he runs his fingertips through my hair again. Keeping a firm grip on his ass cheeks, I move lower still and find myself face to face with his little dick. I plant loving kisses on his right and left thighs, then I drag my tongue across the top of his hairless pubic bone, missing his boyhood by mere inches.

I pull my face away from his crotch and smile up at him, giving his bottom another firm squeeze. Knowing what I want from him, the horny youngster turns to face away from me while I release my grip on his bottom, then he bends his knees and hangs his rear end out while I kneel behind him. I use my hands to part his warm buns, revealing his bright red pucker. Once again, his boyish aroma dances around my head as I take in the sight of his boy pussy, which is winking at me. Its folds are moist and protruding prominently, the ridges between them deep. The diameter of his pucker is amazing, enhanced by my earlier stimulation and the action it saw earlier in the day.

Unable to contain my lust, I lean in and plant a kiss against the relaxed hole and am greeted by a burst of heat that courses through my lips. Encouraged by this, I let my tongue slide against the folds of his boy pussy and find myself fighting off the urge to climax, which hits me as soon as I taste his delicious flavors. While I struggle to keep my orgasm at bey, I find myself lost in the pleasures of a deep French kiss that I'm administering while Jared's cheeks close around my mouth and nose. All I can see at the moment are the perfectly shaped buns of his 11 year old keister and all I can smell is the sharp pheromones that his boy pussy is giving off. The only sounds carrying into my ears are the wet squelching of my tongue running in fluid like motions against his pucker and Jared's moans, which are boyish and passionate.

As I settle into a deep rimming against his hole, I feel it relax even more and I'm able to push my tongue through his entrance. This only adds to my bliss, and to Jared's, and I'm rewarded when his flow of ass juice reaches the tip of my tongue. As his juices run down the sides of his hot chute, they carry strands from the load of sperm that had been deposited there earlier in the day. I moan with appreciation as the sweet, sinful combination of cum and ass juice trickles into the membranes on my tongue, filling me with carnal desire and driving me to eat deeper. I recognize the flavor of Jared's spermy gift right away, and as I take the time to enjoy its distinctive tastes, my head is spinning with pleasure.

Ninety seconds after my feast has started, I feel the youngster's hole relax again and my tongue moves in further. As I feel the hot tissue of Jared's rectum wrap itself around my love muscle, the scent of his boy pussy gets stronger and I know he's on the verge of a powerful boygasm. All of the sudden, I feel his rear end smashing back into my face so I tilt my head upward and let my teeth scrape against his pucker. He responds to this with a panicked moan, then his hips start to grind against my face in a frantic, counter clockwise motion while he balls his hands into tiny fists. My only reaction is to eat him deeper, the force of my licking now causing my tongue to burn with fatigue. Being an insatiable ass eater, though, I disregard my discomfort and continue to feast, knowing that my reward was on the horizon.

All of the sudden, I feel the temperature of his boy pussy intensify and my mouth is filled with its heat. At the same time, the rich flavor that's dancing on my palete is incredibly vivid and I feel my cock jump in my shorts. I feel the strong walls of Jared's rectum squeeze my aching tongue with forceful contractions, and I consider the possibility of abandoning my feast. But as his hole contracts over and over again, his juices surge and wash down a generous helping of the cum load I've been enjoying, causing it to slide out onto the top of my tongue. With his eyes shut tight, the little boy let's go of a hard whine and stomps his left foot hard on the floor. He uses both of his hands to reach back and parts his cheeks wide, then he presses back against my face with all of his might. With the force of a thousand electric volts, he feels his whole body shiver and his boy pussy quakes with the force of an overwhelming climax.

Knowing exactly what's happening in his young body, I stay where I am, eating him as deeply as I can. I feel his clutching chute give way again and my tongue pushes deep into it, then I feel the pressure of his violent climax playing out as he begins to grind his hips again. His hands are still pulling his cheeks apart, keeping his crevice wide open while my teeth continue to scrape against his quivering pucker. I can hear him taking deep breaths and sighing as his climax starts to abate, then his anus clamps down hard and my tongue slides out. As it makes its descent out of his chute, its scratchy surface courses along the lining, making his young body sizzle with naughty pleasure until he's completely expelled it.

With his post orgasmic hole now opening and closing on its own, I take several deep licks at it with my tired tongue, then I reach in and rub it with two fingertips while he smiles blissfully over his shoulder. I give it a few circular rubs, then I slip my middle finger up his ass while he sighs with relief and leans into my body. With a naughty smile, he runs his nose all over my face, breathing in the essence of his own boy pussy, then he places a sweet kiss on my lips. Soon, our kiss becomes more meaningful as he slides his tongue back into my mouth, then he surprises me by wrapping his lips around my tongue and sucking on it with a moan. His nose is still working by my mouth and he's clearly drawing the flavors of his boy pussy out of my tongue for his own enjoyment.

I let him work for any ass juice he can find, studying the look of pleasure that's plastered to his face. He's careful not to scrape my tongue with his braces, covering his teeth with his lips as a precaution. When he's had his fill of my tongue, he places one last kiss on my lips, then he drops to his knees and watches while I take a seat back on the toilet. With a beaming smile, he unbuttons my fly and fishes my cock out, his warm paw sending a shiver through me. As soon as he spots the head glistening with precum, he slips his mouth over it and I feel my eyes roll back in my head. He bobs his head up and down for a full minute, his spit coating my shaft while he fondles my balls with his hands. Finally, he pulls off of my prick and sits back on his legs, giving me a hopeful smile.

As soon as he sees the tender look in my eyes, he knows he's going to have his way. He places his palms on my knees for leverage and stands up, then he waits for me to rise to my feet. As soon as I'm off of the toilet, he bends over and places his hands on the seat to steady himself, causing his bare ass to stick straight up. I line my spit and precum slicked cock head up to his already well serviced hole and feel it bloom, then I see him watching over his shoulder with a bashful grin.

Unable to deny the young bottom what he's after, I push and my aching rod slides into his boy pussy with ease. He immediately lets go of a long, depraved moan as my shaft travels along the length of his love tunnel, then I feel my pubic bush smash into his crack and he sighs deeply. Taking a firm hold of his hips, I begin to thrust while he moans and sighs repeatedly. His boy pussy feels electric around my shaft, squeezing it unmercifully as I feed him continuous strokes of hard cock. I hear his moaning get more needy as I run my pole back and forth across his hard little prostate, then I feel his rear end clamp down hard and I know that I'm approaching the finish line.

The horny boy sounds like he's giving birth as his moaning gets heavier and his sighing gives way to heavy panting. At the same time, my crotch is on fire, trembling with pleasure as I prepare to blow my load up this boy's ass. I feel the hot, tight rectum that my dick is buried to the hilt in start to close around it with punishing force, then a series of orgasmic waves smash into me and I lose my sense of time and presence as my load explodes into Jared's bottom. Its volume is so great that it immediately pours out of his hole around my cock and runs down his inner thighs and the backs of his legs. I feed him ten more hard thrusts, listening to his moans fill the bathroom, then I pull out and cum runs out of his gaping boy pussy like water down the backs of his legs.

He immediately falls to his knees and points the tip of my cum drooling cock at his face, then he paints his skin with my seed while he wears a greedy smile. With a series of cum trails painting his cute face, the little boy wraps his lips around my cock and swallows it with a moan, then he sucks with a dreamy smile while I begin to recover from my orgasm. When my dick is too sensitive to endure more of his sucking, I gently pull him off of my cock and he moves down to my nuts, eager to lick up any remaining cum he can find.

When he finally takes my nuts out of his mouth he smiles up at me, licking the cum from his braces. I reach down and help him to his feet, then I playfully take note of his cum coated ass and legs.

“It looks like you have a mess back there, young man,” I say with a wink, swatting his bottom lightly. “What do you think we should do about that?”

“Well, since you made the mess, you should clean it up for me,” he says in a seductive tone. “I guess that means you'll have to lick it all up, then clean it out of my hole.”

“I think I can live with that, buddy,” I tell him with a jovial smile, watching as he moves out of the way so I can sit back down on the toilet.

We share a long kiss, then he hangs his rear end out for me and I get to work, licking his crack and his boy pussy deeply while he fetches his phone and shoots a text to his big brother, beckoning him to join us in the restroom.

Coming Soon:

Eating Out with Riley

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A Snack at the Ballfield

Feedback: joshterrence154@gmail.com

Other Work by Josh Terrence:

Serials:

The Persistent Trespasser (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Saturday Morning Splendor (Gay/Incest)

The Boy at My Door (Gay/Adult-Youth)

The Coupling (Gay/Adult–Youth)

Taylor Made (Gay/Incest)