Date: Sat, 21 Feb 2015 03:31:27 +0000 (UTC) From: Aleksandr Mirkov Subject: Bryan Alone 2 BRYAN ALONE 2 (by Alek M) This is only a work of fiction. Please leave if you don't feel like reading this kind of story. You can talk to me at: ----aleksandrmirkov@yahoo.com------ I won't continue the story if no one would want me to. ----PLEASE DONATE TO NIFTY.ORG----- PLOT: 38-year-old Jim Martinez moved to an old apartment and found out what his new neighbors, a 50-year-old man and an 11-year-old boy, are up to. BRYAN ALONE: The Boy Dick It was five in the morning when I woke up and heard the old man making love with his young boy again. But this time, I couldn't afford to take a peep in the hole because I really have to get to work early. In this city, poor public transportation system gives you a headache. Before I departed, I did a quick glance at them and left. As I was wiping the walls of one of the glass-curtained buildings in the city, the young boy and the old man were visiting my head moment by moment. Who are they by the way? I was so sure they were no means related to each other. The boy was innocent and lovely and he had the sweetest smile I could ever see. Yesterday, after he had a dry cum on the old man's right cheek, he looked at him and smiled. Then the old man kissed him and wiped his own cum. Where did the boy come from? Where are his parents? I was getting in loved with him. I wanted his dry cum. I wanted his lovely boy dick. Last night, I dreamed of him sitting in my face, his dick was hard and resting on my lips. I wanted him smiling at me. I wanted him badly. Fuck. I was getting hard. Damn it. I was in the middle of this huge skyscraper and I wanted to jack off. When I got home in the evening, I peered in the hole again and there was no sign of the boy neither of the old man. I went downstairs and grabbed a can of beer. Yesterday, I could see them in their room throughout the entire evening. On one occasion, the boy was naked and he was playing with his toys while the old man was sitting on a desk (probably there was a computer, only I couldn't see it.)I wondered where they have gone this evening. The time I decided to just go to sleep, I've heard some noise from the other door. Then I heard the old man saying, "Where's the key?" It's them! I jumped off the chair and opened my door a bit, enough to take a look at them without being noticed. They were leaving! The old man locked the door and they walked away. Just as they disappeared in the alley, I went out, ran to their door, and tried to break in. I rushed for a paper clip to my room and when I came back, I hacked my way inside the door knob. Just after a moment, the door clicked open. I got in and slammed the door behind. The old man's house interior looked so damn antique and he didn't have a television. I couldn't even find photos of him, only some collection of gay porn movies in a shelf. I went upstairs and there were three rooms. One was full of boxes and spider webs, one was the old man's room, and the other one was of the boy's. I barged into the boy's room. It smelled like cum inside the boy's room. He had a soft bed and a cabinet of shirts and toys. And yes, he had a drawer of underwear and fuck, he had a pile of used ones in the corner. I checked and found out they had cum stains on them. The old man must have been wiping his cum with the boy's underwear. There were bottles of lube in the bedside table and under the bed, there were his other toys. I was not getting some information here. I thought, I must search into the old man's room. Suddenly, I heard the front door was opening up. I thought of what's the best thing to do and I ended up hiding inside the storage room. I closed the door without making any noise and heard them walking through the stairs and past the room I was in. As I was squatting inside, I noticed a pile of CDs in a rack, all of them were marked `Bryan'. I grabbed one and waited for them to get into their rooms. There, I heard two doors slammed away. I tip-toed my way out, went downstairs, and left the house. I sighed when I got back home. I immediately went back to my room and peeped in the hole and saw the boy reached a switch beside the door and closed the lights. He then snuggled into his bed. "Hey!" I called out quietly. After putting my mouth in the hole, I peeped again and saw that the boy was still on his bed. "Hey!" I repeated. The boy turned his head to the window, got off, and turned on the lights. "I'm here!" I said. He came near to the window and put his sight close to the hole. Cute eyes, actually. "Bryan what's that!" The old man yelled from the other room. He must have noticed the boy's room was lit up again. "Shhhh..." I wanted him not say anything about me. "No, Sir!" He answered loudly. Fuck it he had a cute prepubescent voice. "You Bryan right?" I whispered. "Yeah." He answered in whispers as well. I just couldn't help but to stare at him through the hole. He was in pajamas, looking at the hole. He was more eye-catching closer. I wanted him so bad. "Can I be your friend?" I asked him. "Sure." "I'm Jay." "I'm Bryan." "Yeah, Bryan. Uh, can you do me a favor?" "W-what is it?" "Uh, can I, uh, see your dick if you don't mind?" I asked politely. He seemed to doubt me at first, but then he showed me his dick. I was filled with lust seeing him and his innocent dick. My own buddy down here got hard like it wanted to meet the little one too. I immediately released him out and started jacking off. "Hey there sweetie!" I called him again. "Just one more thing." He didn't answer so I went straight. "Can you put your dick in the hole?" I looked at him. He was still doubting like he was not sure who was the guy talking to him behind the wall. But I could see he was curious. He pulled the chair, climbed to the window, and knelt on the window pane. He put his dick in the hole and held onto the steel bars in the window. His small dick just fit perfectly in the hole. Fuck!!! Now very close to my face was the 11-year-old dick of the cutest boy I'd ever seen. It was more tempting than it was as seen from afar off. Its skin was baby white, soft, and hairless. The tip of its foreskin was tiny and floppy. I put my nose just under his dick and its boy smell made me jack off faster. My lips and his dick were now just a thin air apart. I lost a lot of precum just examining it. I lick on it a bit. He pulled off right away. "I'm not gonna hurt you." I said. I peeped on the hole again. He was still kneeling on the window pane. He inserted his dick back in the hole. I tried to lick on it one more time and he didn't back off anymore. Just the tip of tongue touching the tip of his foreskin, his boy dick enlarged and gradually brushed across the surface of the tongue. I kissed on it and finally put it in my mouth. I played his dick inside, released it out, and rubbed it off my cheek. I put it back again and felt its soft skin in my tongue. I gonna cum, I thought. I stood and let my dick touched his. I put my dick on top of his, and let the twitching of his dicklet tickle the skin of my dick from below. My precum was pouring on his dicklet, and just after few second, my cum squirted to the wall while some dripped into the baby skin of his dick. Fuck. I was all drained. I got my towel and wiped his dick off. After cleaning him up, I saw a small drip of clear, prepubescent cum leaking from his piss slit. He pulled his dick away and closed the lights. When I went back to my bed, I saw the CD I stole from the storage room. It was marked `Bryan' and then I saw some writing in the bottom corner: `Bryan's First time'