Date: Sun, 4 Nov 2007 11:03:51 +0800 From: Larry Flint Subject: Chance Meeting Greetings! I don't pretend to be a writer of any sort, all I know is that it brings me pleasure. If it brings you pleasure, gets you hard, or if you jack off and cum all over yourself...whatever...I'd love to hear all about it. All flames cheerfully ignored. Now a disclaimer...although I don't know what for, it's not like this will get published in a major magazine....but, whatever, here goes: This story is my property. Copyright 2007 by Phangasm, all rights reserved, batteries not included. The following contains consentual sex between a man and a boy. If this offends you, then it would be a good idea to simply leave and not read it. Also, this may be illegal where you are, so you may want to think twice about downloading it and saving it on your drive....or even reading it for that matter. If you are under legal age (depending where you are, the world can't seem to agree on an age of consent....hmmmmm) then you shouldn't be here in the first place.....on the other hand, if your parents are stupid enough to leave you alone in a room with an internet connection, then you may as well get naked and jack off. Enjoy! phangasm@operamail.com **** It was just about dusk and the trail was deserted. Jon was glad of that. He loved to run when the sun was getting low in the sky and the heat of the day was dwindling. The trail ran about 4 miles through the countryside alongside the Pike River. Jon was about 3/4 of the way having ran 4 miles to the park at the end, then turned around and ran the 2 miles back to the halfway point, which consisted of a small picnic table and a trash recepticle. Jon removed his sweat-soaked shirt and sat down on the top of the table, resting his feet on the bench and watching the sun sink further in the sky. He liked his life here. It was peaceful and no one seemed to bother him, which he really liked. Jon did not get on well with guys his own age, which currently was 47...it wasn't that he didn't have friends his own age...there was Ralph. Ralph, however, was just like him...he also enjoyed the company of young boys. Jon had not had a young friend since Ben, which was about 11 years ago. They had met when Jon was 32 and Ben was 11. The last time the two had shared a bed was when Ben was 15. On his less and less frequent visits to Jon's bedroom, he had started telling Jon about a girl he had met. Painful as it was, the man knew it was time to step aside and let the boy go. Ben was now 30, was married and had a 5 year old boy of his own. Jon still saw him from time to time and the two still exchanged Christmas and birthday cards. His friend Ralph was also alone now. Jon was fortunate that his relationship ended well, where Ralph and Eddie's had ended badly. Jon figured that Ben was probably the last relationship of his life, which made him feel sad at times. He did not have the drive it took to find a young friend in the days of "sex offender" web sites and "good-touch, bad-touch" classes. Life in the "land of the free" had changed and he figured if he wanted to *stay* free, he should probably change with it. "Hi there." "Huh?" Jon said, jumping and raising his head. He was surprised that the sun was so much lower in the sky now.....it's light was currently shining on an angel. "Geez...didn't mean to scare you, mister." The boy said. The boy's voice was music. Jon tried to find his. "Uhhhh....no...no, I'm ok." he stammered. "You run here a lot? ...this trail is cool...how far does it go?" "Uhhhh..." Jon hadn't meant to cool down, he usually liked to keep his heart rate up for the entire distance. He had been sitting there, lost in his thoughts of Ben, his past. His heart rate had returned to normal - until now, it began to pick up again. He began to sweat...what's worse, he could not find the words to speak to this little angel. The boy looked to be about 12, with a mop of curly blond hair that was almost white. His shirt was off and was currently hanging from the waistband of baggy running shorts. His tight, bronze skin was shiney, covered in sweat. His young chest was flawless, his pecs were well defined, as were his abs...almost as if the boy worked out. The thing that stood out the most was the boy's eyes. They were the color of blue ice, sparkling in the fading sunlight. "I'm sorry mister....didn't mean to interupt." The boy said, obviously taking Jon's silence to be a sign that the man didn't want company. The boy turned to leave. "No...no...seriously, you are not interupting." Jon managed to say finally. "I run this trail every day....well, if I get the chance that is. It's about 4 miles long." Jon's thoughts raced: Man, I hope I don't sound to anxious....he thought, My God, you're beautiful. Man, what else can I say? I could look at him all day long....I know I would never have a snowball's chance in hell with this one, but who cares...God, just keep him here so I can look at him a while longer...please? The boy grinned. Perfect white teeth. Some dentist was rolling in the cash over this kid, or he had simply been blessed with great teeth. Jon thought it was probably the latter. "Cool. You go the whole distance?" "Yeah...just stopped for a breather after 6...I usually run the whole 8 non-stop." "That's cool. I usually run about 4....I'm in track this year....I wasn't sure I would like it, but it's pretty cool. The boy said, moving over to the table and plopping himself down by Jon as if they were old friends. He grinned up at the man, Jon thought he might melt. "This is the first time I've made it to this side of town....didn't even know this trail was here until today....it sure is nice....much better than running in town, or on the track for that matter....." The boy noticed that the man was grinning. "I'm talking to much, aren't I? Mom says my mouth runs non-stop most days....." "Nah, that's ok....the trail has really only been here a couple of years...but you should really run it once you get used to going longer. This is the halfway point here." Jon said. "Cool." "I'm Jon." Jon said, holding out his hand. The boy slipped his warm, soft hand into Jon's. "Chance." "Hmmm?" "My name, it's Chance." "That's a great name." Jon said, smiling. "Thanks!" The boy said, grinning, his icy blue eyes sparkling. "Most people think it's weird...it's just that my mom wasn't sure she'd be able to get pregnant...her doctor's said that there was only a slim chance it would happen....so she named me Chance." "Nice to meet you, Chance." Jon said, pumping the small hand in his. It was almost comical, but the boy's hand touching his was all it took...Jon began to get erect. "I guess it could be worse...she coulda named me Slim Chance." He giggled. Jon could tell he had probably rattled off those lines several hundred times while trying to explain his name. His mom was right about one thing....this kid could talk! "Man, I gotta take a leak somethin' fierce." Chance said, looking around. "There's a little spot through the trees there...a little clearing on the other side." Jon said, dropping the boy's hand and trying his best to hide his swollen dick. His sweats were baggy, so that helped some. "Right over here?" The boy pointed, but not at the right area. "No," Jon said, pointing to the correct area. It was hard to tell where the path was from where they sat. "Show me." The kid said, hopping down off the table, his smile ever-present. Jon moved off of the table...his fear of being discovered with a hard-on helped to soften his dick a bit, but not completely. It lay against his leg still at it's full length, but not standing out. If the boy were to study the area he would probably be able to tell. Jon walked to the trees. "It's right through here," he said, stepping between the two trees into the clearing on the other side. "Although you probably coulda peed out there...not to many walkers this late." "Wow...this is cool! You can't even see the trail from this side." Chance said. Jon was about to turn to leave to give the kid his privacy when Chance hooked his thumb into the elastic on the front of his shorts and folded them downward. "So, do you run at the same time every day?" said Chance as his stream started. He was obviously not shy. Jon froze, unable to believe the wonderful little mind-movie his head was recording right now...he knew he would be able to play it back over the next few months and rid himself of gallons of unwanted sperm. He tried to memorize every little detail. He was looking at the most beautiful little 4 incher he had ever seen, looking about the thickness of his thumb, but a bit longer. The little dick was cut, which didn't matter either way to Jon. Ben had been uncut, Jon thought....here I am thinking that it matters anyway...I will never get to touch it....not that it matters...cause it really doesn't...Jesus, it's so fucking beautiful! He realized the boy was talking. "Uhhhh...yeah...I do." Jon answered finally. He looked up at the boy's face and saw the quizical expression there. He realized with horror he had just been caught peeking. He figured the boy would get out of here pretty quickly now. He felt his face grow hot, knowing that if he had a mirror he would see that his face was bright-red with embarrasment. Chance grinned, then shook off and tucked his penis away. "Maybe I could run with you?" Jon was releaved, either the kid didn't notice or didn't care that he was checking him out....he then realized that Chance had asked him a question. "I'm sorry, Chance...what was that?" "Maybe we could run together? ...I mean, I know we just met and all...but it would be nice to have a little company...especially someone that knows about track and running and stuff." Jon thought if he was around this kid every day, he may just explode....as it was he could hardly wait to get home and get it out of his pants and releave himself. "Uhhhh...what would your folks think...you running with a stranger....uhhhhhh an adult?" Jon asked, still unable to complete a sentence without stammering. "My parents are divorced." said Chance. "It's just mom and me....we just moved into town...less than a year ago...I don't have many friends yet...mom say's it cause I talk too much...but I really don't get along with guys my own age real well." Welcome to my world, kid. Jon thought. "Anyway, Mom won't care...she never askes about who I hang with....you might think that is irresponsible of her, but I think she just trusts that I know who I should or shouldn't hang with. You seem like a nice guy...guys my age are such....kids." Jon laughed. "Well, you kinda are a kid, you know?" Chance grinned. Jon felt that he would melt looking into those twinkling blue eyes. "So? ....could we?" "Sure, I guess so." "Cool!" Said Chance. "Can we just run 2 miles out and back? Then you could run another 4 if you want." "Sounds good to me, but once you get into it, we need to get you running the entire 8." "Deal....we gonna run back now?" "Sure, in just a sec." Jon said, then opened his own sweats in the front and began to pee. Jon sneeked a quick peek at the boy, Chance was mesmerized, staring at Jon's half-hard man dick. Jon figured he would finish peeing, and then he would run to town with this boy and begin the process of getting to know him better. Then something wonderful happened. Jon watched as the boy's shorts began to tent, his little cock was rapidly stiffening. He didn't seem to notice at first, then finally must have felt it happening. It was almost comical and Jon had to literally bite his tongue to keep from laughing. The boy looked down at himself, a look of pure shock on his face as he visibly went from tan to pure white. He turned quickly, working at trying to adjust his little stiffy to a less-noticeable angle. Jon quickly shook off and walked over to the boy, who was now flushing the most beautiful shade of red. The boy was still trying to adjust, his dick was not cooperating as his shorts were still tented. "Hey, kiddo..." Jon said. The boy looked up at him with the most pathetic combination of hopelessness and embarrassment on his face. Jon could not help but smile. "No shame in that, boy." "Huh?" Said Chance, as if he didn't know what the man was talking about. "Your stiffy...no need to feel ashamed or embarrased around me, kid." Chance dropped his head. "You don't think it's....weird?" "Hell no....when I was your age, I'd get a stiffy if the wind blew across the front of my jeans." Chance began to giggle, still trying to push his uncooperative little dick down. "You know, the more you push on it and touch it, the harder it's going to get....Jesus! ...now you got ME going!" Jon said. Looking at the kid's tented shorts was to much to bear...Jon began to form his own tent, only larger. The boy looked down at the front of Jon's pants and began to laugh. Jon put his hands behind his head and leaned back, pushing his pelvis out....his now rock-hard cock tented his shorts even more. Chance was busting a gut, laughing until tears came....he had not, however, taken his hand off of his own dick. After the laughter passed, the boy said, "Man...it sure is big." "Don't worry, yours will be big someday too." "Really?" Said Chance, still absently squeezing his little dick, "Cause I was kinda worried about that....a lot of the guys in gym class are bigger." "No worries, boy...some kids will be way ahead of you while others are a bit behind...there have to be a few with smaller ones too, right?" "Yeah...not as many, though." Chance said. "You'll be right up there with the crowd by the time you finish middle school....there will always be guys bigger, so you just don't need to worry about it." With that, the boy grinned, then he shocked the man once again. "I got a few hairs now." Jon grinned. "Really?" he said. "Yeah! Wanna see?" This was it. As soon as the boy had sat down on the table next to him, Jon had hoped against hope that they would hit this crossroad, just not 20 minutes after they had met. He thought they would run together for a couple weeks, get to know each other, maybe talk a bit more. The kid was screaming for a male role model. Jon's heart was in his throat....he was unsure of what to do. He had always tried, especially recently, to not let his cock tell him what to do. It was screaming at him loudly right now...YES!! YES!!! TELL HIM YES!! "Just a sec," Said Jon. He poked his head back through the trees and looked each way down the path. Then he came back to face the boy, hunkering down face to face. "I could get into a lot of trouble here....you don't even know me...I could be dangerous...." "...But I know you ain't..." "True, but I could be." "I guess...." The boy was still squeezing his young dick through the shorts. "I really like you, Chance....for someone I met only 20 minutes ago...I think we really connect...we could be great friends." Said Jon. "You gotta promise me that you would never tell that you showed me your dick...not a soul." The boy looked into his eyes and Jon looked back into those amazing blue ice chips. "It would be our secret.....I promise." He said solemnly. Jon though that a truer sentence had never been spoken. He believed the boy...even if he hadn't he would have told the boy to go ahead anyway....he was under the kid's spell. Something he thought could never happen to him again in this lifetime was happening, and it had taken only 25 minutes. He was falling helplessly, and the more he looked into those sweet eyes and that completely innocent face, the faster he plummeted. Jon grinned. "Show me." Chance grinned, then once again hooked his thumb into the elastic waistband. His young cock had not grown much longer, it was not quite 5 inches now, but it had gotten considerably thicker, much thicker than Jon's thumb now. It was perfectly curved upward, throbbing with the boy's heartbeat. His little testicles hung below, definately decended, or well on their way, they were hairless and looked totally delicious....Jon realized he was salivating. The area above the boy's perfect little cock appeared completely smooth. "Hairs?" Jon said comically, "What hairs?" "Well, they are blond, so ya gotta look pretty close...and I gotta get 'em a bit wet." the boy said matter-of-factly. Jon grinned. Chance wet his fingertips with saliva and stroked the area above his little erection. Sure enough, 5 or 6 blond hairs were growing there. "I'll be damned." The man said, "There they are." He looked at the boy, grinning, then back down at the sweet little throbbing dick. They boy did not put it away, instead he hooked his shorts under his balls and began to play with it, stroking gently with his right hand. Jon was still hunkered down. Young Chance looked at the huge tent in the man's pants. "Could I....." The boy stammered, looking at the bulge, then hopefully back at the man's face, "I mean....could I see...." Jon knew that anytime the boy used this look on him, he would get exactly what he wanted. The man said nothing, the pact between them was already made. He simply hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his sweats and dropped them about halfway to his knees. There. He had done it, there was no turning back now. He was exposing himself to a young boy. "Wow." the boy said, only it came out "wouuuuuuwww", Then: "Holy fuck.....man that's so big." Jon didn't think that the boy even knew he had cursed for the first time in front of him. He began to stroke his little dick even faster. Then he stood back a bit, taking his hand off himself and looked at the man's cock, then back at his own. "You think mine'll get that big?" "It could...might even get bigger...who knows?" Jon said, grinning at the boy. Then, before he even knew he was going to, Jon moved his hand to the boy's angelic face, his palm resting on the boy's cheek, his fingers resting in his curly blond hair. "You are beautiful, Chance, you know?" The compliment had just popped out. Way to take it slow, dick-head, Jon thought. The boy flushed red once again in the fading daylight and dropped his eyes, clearly embarrased by the compliment. "Geez..." He half giggled. "Oh, but your are.....such a handsome young man." Jon whispered, his fingers now playing in the boy's soft blond locks. Chance's eyelids slipped halfway shut at the man's touch. Jon slowly moved his fingers down across the boy's cheek. Chance shuddered as the man's gentle touch carressed his neck. Jon could not believe he was doing this, it was like his hands were connected to someone else and he had no control. They glided down onto the boy's handsome young chest, delicately stroking back and forth across the width, softly gliding across his little chocolate-brown nipples. "Jesus." Chance whispered softly, his eyes slipping shut as pleasure took him. >From there, Jon rose. Darkness had began to fall and Jon welcomed it....he would take the boy under it's cover.....he knew that he was indeed going to take the boy as lust consumed him. There was no turning back now. He moved in behind and place his hands on Chance's firm shoulders, massaging, once again working his way onto the kid's chest, rubbing harder now. "Ohhhhhhhhh......ohhhhhhhh....so goood." the boy sighed. Jon kissed the top of his head, burying his nose in the boy's hair and inhaling deeply. "Getting dark," Jon whispered, "You gotta be home?" "Not yet....mom works until 10 tonight." He whispered, his breath shuddering in and out, his young body quaking with excitement. Jon moved to the boy's ear, brushing it with his lips. "Are you ok with this Chance? We can stop if you want....we can stop anytime you want, ok?" Jon said the words but did not mean them, he would have him no matter what. He knew he would likely go insane if he had to stop touching this beautiful kid. "No....please....feels so good." Chance whispered. Jon moved his mouth down to the kids soft little neck and began to taste...kissing, mouthing, the boy's breath shuddered in and out. He moved downward to the boy's back, kissing Between his shoulderblades, loving the smell of him, the taste of him. It took every fiber of his being to go slow. He moved his hands down the kid's sides now, gliding slowly. When his fingers contacted fabric, they hooked into it, pulling it downward. When his hands reached the ground, he saw Chance lift his left leg, then his right as he stepped out of his shorts. Jon moved his face down the now-naked boy's back, kissing and licking...downward, onto the left cheek of the most beautiful little ass he had ever seen, mouthing and licking. "ohhhh my God....ohhh that feels so nice....so nice." Chance sighed. Jon rose again, this time removing his own sweats. The boy watched with great interest. "You look nice." The boy said, his voice still trembling. "Thanks....you look very nice too." Jon replied as he layed his sweats down on the ground, then placed the boy's shorts and shirt above them, making a small place to lay down. He wished for his own shirt, but remembered he had left it on the other side of the clearing...he was not about to go get it now. He moved to face the kid again, taking his sweet face in his hands. "Can you cum yet, Chance? Do you know what that means?" Jon was pretty sure he did know, kids knew everything these days...had someone asked him that same question when he was twelve he would have answered: "Come where?" "Yeah." The boy said softly, "A little bit." "Cool." Jon said, "You need to try and hold off as long as you can, ok? We need to make this last as long as we can." "Ok." "You ok with this?" Knowing he had already crossed the line, but still worried. "Yeah...I WANNA... can't you tell?" Chance said then pointed down to his throbbing little cock. "DUH!!" he said, rolling his eyes. "I was even thinking about it when I saw you sitting on the table...you don't need to ask anymore." The boy grinned. "I just wanna make sure that....." "I know, you don't wanna harm me...you wouldn't. I can tell." The boy spoke, sounding much older than his years. "You are right I would never, cuteness." He said, moving his hands back into the boy's soft curly hair, at the same time moving his face closer...closer. It was the boy who finally moved forward quickly, placing his sweet lips on the man's, tasting, kissing gently. Jon returned his advances just as gently, letting him set the pace. When Chance finally opened his mouth and began to probe Jon's lips with his tongue, the man opened his mouth slowly. Their tongues came together, tasting, flicking lightly...then the boy plunged his tongue deep into the man's mouth. As the kiss intensified, moans and wet kissing sounds filled the little clearing. Jon moved his hands downward, off the boy's hair and onto his back, rapidly moving down to take the globes of his ripe young ass in his hands. He pulled young Chance into his arms, their naked bodies finally touching. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." both moaned as their naked flesh came together for the first time. Jon began to lower himself to the makeshift bed, pulling the boy after him. Finally laying down with the kid on top of him, they continued their passionate kissing. Jon moved his hands roughly up and down the boy's back, then took the boy's soft little butt in his hands again, squeezing the spongy flesh, then worked up his muscular back and starting over again, feeling the kid's hard little stick poking at his cock, his balls....feeling the entire length of his maleness writhing on top of him, smelling the musky odor of the sweat that poured off of him in rivlets. He knew he wouldn't last long at this point, he could feel a huge load building in his nuts. He knew when it happened that he would cover the boy in his thick-sticky goo. Jon finally broke the kiss. "Ohhh God, kid, " Jon panted, continuing to feel up the writhing boy, "I want you....want to do you so badly." "You can do....whatever you....want." The boy panted in reply, then raised his head, mouth open. They came together again, this time not separating for a full 3 minutes. Jon rolled over, ending up on top of the kid, still kissing, supporting himself with his arms as not to hurt Chance. He moved off the boy's mouth and began to work his lips downward onto the kid's chest, finding his right nipple, sucking, licking...his tongue darting and flicking at the hardening little bump. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh......ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Chance sighed, moving his arms above his head. Jon then began to lick upward, toward the kid's arm pit. The wonderful musky odor hit his nose and he moved faster, not expecting to get much. He had always tried this with Ben who would always bring his arm down in a fit of giggles. He began to lick, noticing that the kid had a few more hairs here than on his dick. Chance did not giggle or even tense up...he stretched out even further. "AhhhhhGod....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." He sighed. Jon moved quickly over to the other side, licking the full length several times before settling on the boy's left nipple. Then he began moving downward, licking and kissing as he went. He couldn't wait to get the boy's sweet young cock in his mouth. He knew Chance was excited too. "Mmmmmmm....please....suck it." The boy whimpered. Jon looked up, "Oh yeah, kid...no doubt about that." he said, moving downward. The little tool was beautiful, standing up stiff and throbbing. Jon sucked it into his mouth, loving the feel of it on his lips, the musky smell of boy-sweat. Chance arched his back and moaned, spreading his smooth legs wide as Jon sucked the boy from tip to base over and over again. Jon almost didn't hear the sound of running shoes on gravel over the boy's moaning and his own heartbeat. He raised his head quickly and placed a hand over the boy's mouth. Chance looked confused, then he heard it too....fear took his hardon almost instantly. Jon raised to a crouching position, removing his hand from the boy's mouth and raising a finger to his lips. >From the voices, it was obviously two guys. The running slowed. "Let's take five." One said. "Yeah," the other agreed. "Hey, check it out, a shirt!" "Awww gross...it's all wet!" said the other. "Don't care." said the first guy, "I'm still takin' it....check it out, it's one of those kind that wick the sweat away from your body....it'll clean up real nice....besides, check it out - it matches my shorts!" Jon scowled. He had paid 25 bucks for that shirt. "I gotta take a wiz....gonna go back here a sec." "What, you shy?" the other said. Jon heard the brush start to move as the guy made his way through the trees. He rose to his feet, pulling the boy with him as he went towards the trees in the back of the clearing, a few feet from where they had laid. "You know I ain't shy...I just don't pee where I run." The first guy said, laughing. Jon and Chance just made cover when the first guy appeared. Jon noticed he was actually a boy....looked to be about 16. He was shirtless, muscular and handsome with dark brown hair and a tan to match. He was wearing dark blue running shorts that did indeed match Jon's shirt, which he was holding. The second boy was equally good looking, even more muscular in the chest, fair in complection with redish-brown hair. The first boy whipped it out and began to pee. "Ohhhh....nice stream, Devin. "Nice." Jon whispered to Chance. "Bet Devin's about 7 inches when he's stiff." He winked at the boy, who looked at him and grinned, then turned to watch the teenager once again. His friend decided to join him. The two stood side by side, trying to out-distance each other. "That one is nice too...not as big as his friend, but still nice." Jon stated. Devin's friend, who was still nameless at this point, put his away first...even though Devin was also finished. "Shake it more than twice and you're playing with it." To Jon and Chance's surprise, Devin did begin to fondle it. "Blow me, Willy." "What's this?" Jon whispered, raising his eyebrows. "This could be interesting...." "Huh? What, here?" "Yeah...c'mon dude." Devin said, stroking in earnest now, his thick teen meat filling with blood. "Ya know, if your girlfriend finds out you're sharing your weiner with me, she'll dump ya." Willie was grinning. "Probably...." Devin observed, still stroking his now fully-stiff cock. Jon nudged Chance. "What'd I tell ya....seven inches." He whispered. "Furthermore, If she finds out you are suckin' me, there's no doubt she'd drop you like a bad habit." "Can't argue with you there....so are you gonna?" "I'm really not sure why you have a girlfriend anyway....I know you love my cock." Willie said, dropping to his knees. "Oh yeah....how could I be having such a night?" Jon whispered. "First you, then a free live show." Chance giggled softly. Jon clapped a hand over his mouth once again, which made his giggles a bit worse at first. Willie took the other boy's cock in his hand, stroking it. Devin looked down at him, smiling. "Suck it." he whispered. Willie complied, taking the huge teen cock deep. "Ahhhhhh yeah, buddy....Jesus...I love your mouth...aahhhhhhhhhh yeahhhh." Devin moaned, his head falling back. "Holy shit." Chance whispered. "Tell me about it." Jon returned, reaching down for the 12 year olds's sweet cock. He was not at all surprised to find it rock-hard. It felt almost as nice in his hand as it had in his mouth. Free show or not, he couldn't wait until the teenagers left. "Ahhhhhhh." Chance sighed softly as the man fondled his cock and balls. Willie continued to suck faster and harder. Wet sucking sounds echoed in the clearing. "Ahhh God buddy...suck it....ahhhhh yeahhhhhh...gonna fuckin' cum soon.....oh sweet Jesus...suck it." "Mmmmmmm.....mmmmmm..." Willie moaned as he worked harder still, fondling the teenager's big nuts with his left hand, stroking the base of his friend's cock with his right as he sucked faster....harder....his head bobbing up and down, tilting left and right as he polished his friend's hard cock. "Ahhhh God, yeahhh dude... YEAH!! .....AHHHHH FUCK YEAH! SUCK! HERE IT COMES....AAAHHHH!!!! UGHHHHHH!!! UGGGHHHHH!! UUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!!...........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhh......ahhhhhhhhhhh.....ahhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhh......that was sooooo goood buddy......ahhhh yeah........" Willie continued to lick and suck his friend's softening meat lovingly. "You want some too, buddy?" Devin panted, his muscular young chest rising and falling, "You are right....I do love your cock, dude." Willie stood. "Then you need to dump her, dude." He said seriously. "I want you all for myself." "I will." He said, "After prom." Willie grinned. "You want some or what?" "Yeah...but not here...when we get back to my place." Willie said. Devin moved in. They came together, mouths open. It was obvious they were in love, but Devin was not ready to come out. Jon felt for him. Finally, they broke the kiss, grinning. "Let's get out of here." Devin said. "Sounds good." Devin was turning to leave when something caught his eye. "Hey, wait a sec, dude..." He called after Willie, "More fuckin' clothes! What did someone walk home fuckin' naked?" He began to look around, Jon and Chance ducked quickly. "I'm takin' 'em!" Devin said with glee. "I don't think the shorts will fit, but my little brother could wear 'em." Chance open his mouth to say "No!" and Jon clapped his hand onto the boy's mouth once again. The two raised up from their hiding place as the teenagers disappeared through the clearing. Once through, the sound of running feet on gravel echoed down the trail as the boys headed for town. "Now what??" Chance said, near tears. "Huh? Now what the fuck do we do?" "Hey...easy boy. It'll be ok." "But how do we get home? What are we gonna do?" "I know we just met...but you trust me, right?" "Yeah," Said the boy, the tears were coming now. "Trust me, buddy....we'll be fine." "Ohhh...o...k." He sobbed, "But what do....." "Shhhh," Jon said, "Just come with me." Jon hunkered down and pulled the boy close with his left arm, then placing his forearm under Chance's soft rump, he lifted. Chance spread his legs around the man's midsection and placed his arm around his neck and allowed himself to be carried back to the clearing. Still weeping softly, the boy placed his head on Jon's shoulder. "Trust me, sweetness." Jon whispered, kissing the boy on the cheek and lowering him to the ground. "Shhhhhhhhhh." Jon cooed, hunkering down and wiping away the boy's still-flowing tears with the back of his fingers. "I promise nothing bad will happen. I PROMISE." With this Chance looked hopeful. "Do you trust me, cuteness?" Even in the failing light Jon could see the boy blush and grin sheepishly. He finally raised his head, a trace of the blush still on his cheeks. "Yes." He said, mopping his face with his forearm. Jon opened his arms. "Come here." he said. Chance stepped into the man's embrace. "I want you, Chance....don't worry about our clothes, I promise I will get you home safe....I want you so badly, little man." Jon said as he pulled the boy closer. They met open mouthed. The boy's breathing increased, whistling in and out of his nostrils as the kiss intensified. After a couple of minutes they pulled apart, looked at each other and grinned, then went back with double the intensity. Jon worked his tongue into every possible area of the kid's mouth, Chance sucked it in with equal vigor, the area around his sweet lips became shiney with their mixed saliva. Jon's hands worked up and down the boy's back, stopping each time to squeeze his tight little butt, kneeding the soft flesh. Jon broke the kiss, his tongue sliding down the boy's chest leaving a trail of saliva down his soft belly. When he reached his destination, he wasted no time, sucking Chance's stiff little cock into his mouth, reveling in the taste, the wonderful smell of boy-sweat. Pressing hard with his lips he slurped it up and down, listening to the sweet music of the kid's moans and sighs. "Ahhh God," The boy moaned, suddenly forgeting that he was in the middle of the woods with no clothes to put on, "God that feels so good....suck me....ahhhhhhhhhhh." Jon moved down to the kid's scrotum, sucking the sweaty, silky-softy sac into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it's precious contents. The boy moaned out load, bending at the knees, trying to give the man better access. "Get down on your hands and knees," Jon said. The boy complied, not questioning. Jon reached between the kid's legs, fondling his cock and balls as he began to kiss and lick his little butt, moving from one side to the other, slowing working his way inward. He knew the boy must have showered recently, all he could smell was the wonderful musky odor of his sweat as his nose lingered over his butt-crack. He took Chance's butt cheeks in his hands and spread him gently. The sun was almost completely down now, Jon could barely make out the sweet pink little hole. He blew a stream of air onto it, watching it contract. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh." Chance moaned, moving his upper body downward until his head touched the grass as he pushed up with his tight little ass. Jon stuck out his tongue and gently flicked it against the tight ring of muscle. Delicious. "Oh my God." Chance moaned. Jon moved in quickly, sticking his tongue out hard, plunging in and licking deep, eating the kid hard. "Jesus....aaaaahhhhhhhh.....Ohhhh my God, yeah...." Chance moaned, his sexy little legs parting until his little cock was almost touching the grass. He pushed upward with his little ass, unable to believe that someone was actually licking his butthole. "Mmmmmmmmm.....mmmmmmm." Jon grunted as he worked. Placing his thumbs on either side of the boy's hot little orifice, he opened him further, plunging his tongue in deeper still. The feel of the tight little hole gripping Jon's tongue was incredible. He pushed so hard that his tongue ached, sinking it in deeper as the boy relaxed, his asshole dialating. The boy cried out in delight over and over again, his little hole spasming, dialating further. Jon finally raised his head, wetting the middle finger of his right hand, he began to gently massage the kid's tight hole. "Ahhhh....Jesus....ahhhhh that's so good!" Chance cried, moving his little ass up and down in a humping motion. Jon applied pressure, unable to believe how easily his finger slipped inside the boy. Chance went nuts, pushing his ass back onto Jon's hand as he whimpered in pleasure. Jon added a second finger, which slipped in as easily as the first. "I think I'm gonna fuck your little ass, kid." Jon panted. "You want that, boy?" "Yeah....yeahhhh." Chance moaned. Chance felt the man's finger's slip from his hole, then suddenly Jon's huge cock was in his face and he didn't hesitate, sucking it in as far as he could without gagging. Jon's hands were once again playing in the soft blond locks of the boy's hair, stroking and petting as the kid sucked him up and down. "Ahhhhhhhhh......suck it Chance.....my God, you are so good, boy....suck.....suck...." Chance's incresed his efforts, wanting to please the man. He pressed harder with his lips as his little head bobbed up and down faster. The boy's soft, warm mouth on his cock was almost to much to bear, Jon knew he wouldn't last long at this pace, so he backed away. "Mmmmm...more." Chance sighed, saliva dripping from his chin. "In time, sweetness." Jon whispered as he moved around to the kid's beautiful ass once again. Lowering his head, he began to lick, once again getting lost in the wonderful taste and the music of the boy's soft whining. After a couple of minutes of this, he spit in his hand and rose, stroking his cock. Chance hissed as the head of Jon's thick cock penetrated. "You ok buddy? We can stop if you want." Jon said, knowing once again that this was not true. He would fuck this kid if it took all night to talk him into it. "No....please....just give me a minute." They stayed just that way, with Jon stroking the boy's back and ass with his fingertips as Chance got used to the fullness inside him. Finally, the boy said "It's ok now....but go slow, ok?" "I will, you let me know if it hurts...I don't wanna hurt you, sweetie." With that, Jon moved in slowly, spitting where their flesh met every so often. Chance could not believe that this grown man was going to fuck him. The pain was gone now, in it's place was pleasure the likes of which he had never felt before. He had stuck things up there...ink pens, markers...and once, a thick broom handle. It had all felt good, but it was nothing like the thick, warm throbbing presence that was quickly filling his hole now. Finally, he felt the man's pelvis touch his soft ass. "Ahhhhh....fuck me." He whispered. "God yes." He heard the man answer. Jon began to back out, only slightly faster than he had penetrated. "Ahhhh God...yeah." Chance moaned as the nerve endings in his tight little asshole sang with pleasure. The man had almost pulled completely out and began to move forward again, much faster this time, reaching full penetration in just a second or two. "Ahhh God yeahhhh....FUCK me..." Chance spat. Jon began to fuck, moving in and out in long slow strokes, picking up speed each time until finally his cock was whipsawing in and out. "Ohhhh God....Ohhh God Yeah....yeah...." The boy whimpered as the man grabbed his skinny hips and began to slam his fat prick home. "Ahhh yeah....ahhhhhhhhhh yeah kid.....tight little fuck-hole." Jon moaned as the kid's tight sphincter milked his fat cock. The man could not remember a time when sex had ever felt so good. It could be because it had been so long since he'd had any, but he didn't think so, this kid's ass was incredible. He knew that he would cum soon, and that was ok. He had to get the boy home before 10:00 and they were quickly running out of time. He pulled out quickly. "Roll over on your back, cutie." He said. Chance knew immediately how the man wanted to do it. Rolling over, he lay down on his back in the grass and raised his legs. "Oh yeahhhh...just like that Jon said as he mounted him, finding the target and slipping easily inside. Both cried out as Jon penetrated. The boy wrapped his arms around the man's neck and found his mouth once again, kissing desparately as Jon pummeled the hot little ass. Less than a minute later, the man began to whimper, then cry out loudly. "God kid, yeahhh AHHHHH GOD!!! Ugggghhh!!! Ahhhhh yeahhh....yeaahhh!!" Jon cried as his balls let loose, his hips still pounding hard, his thick cock spasmed again and again as he filled the boy with his hot, thick load. Panting, he pulled his cock free of the boy. Moving downward, he licked the kid's chest, his belly, until finally he found Chance's throbbing boyhood. He pulled it into his mouth, pressing his lips tightly against the stiff little pole as he sucked quickly up and down. "Ahhhhhhhhhh yeah....suck.....suck..." Chance sighed as his small frame writhed and bucked. Jon slipped two fingers up the boy's well-fucked little hole and that was all it took. Chance had told the man that he could cum "a little", but the boy had never been pleasured like this before. Grunting and crying out like a wild animal, the boy arched his back hard. The woods echoed with his cries as four powerful squirts of thin semen rocketed from the boy's steel-hard little prick into Jon's hungry mouth. "Mmmmm.....mmmmm." Jon moaned as he let the boy's load wash around in his mouth, savoring the wonderful taste of fresh boy-cum. It had been far too long. "Ahhhhh shit." Chanced sighed over and over again as he came down from the best orgasmic high of his short life. Jon rose above the panting boy. Their lips came together for a moment. "That was awesome." Chance panted. "Oh yeah." Jon whispered, then kissed the boy on the nose. Chance giggled. "How we gonna get home?" Chance asked. "How do you think?" Jon said, still breathing hard, "We still have our shoes....we'll run." Chance began to laugh. "We're fuckin' naked!" He giggled. "Well what do you suggest....should we call a cab?" The boy giggled again. "It's dark, no one should see us. My truck is parked pretty close to the trail.....I know there is about a block of open area when the trail comes out of the woods at the edge of town....but we'll check for traffic and people before we leave the woods." "Cool." Chance said enthusiastically. "Once we see it's clear, we'll run like hell for my truck." He ruffled the boy's hair. Chance giggled. Jon did exactly what he had hoped to do....turn it into an adventure for the boy. He glanced at his watch. 9:15 and full dark. He figured it would take them a bit over 20 minutes to run into town, then another 15 at his place to clean the boy up and find him some running shorts and a t-shirt. With any luck he could drop the kid off near his house with a few minutes to spare. Jon got to his feet with Chance quickly following. "We gotta scoot, it's getting late. I will lead, try to stick right behind me. No talking if you can help it, I gotta keep my ears open in case we run into anyone....we'll wanna have time to hide." "Ya think?" Chance said, giggling. Jon reached down and found the boy's ribs and began to tickle. "A smart ass, huh?" He said as the boy squeeled with laughter. Finally he ruffled the boy's hair again, then started through the narrow path. "All clear." He said, "Let's do this." They began to run. Chance could not remember having a better time since he had hit this lousy town. He had just been laid by a grown man, now, he was jogging back to town, naked as the day he was born. His cock flopped up and down as he ran, he could feel the most wonderful breeze blowing against his balls. His asshole was still tingling from the pounding it had taken, plus he could feel the man's sperm running down his leg. It was grand. Jon could not believe how much his life had changed in just under an hour. Just hearing the boy's heavy breathing behind him was almost enough to make him grow hard once again. He wasn't sure he wanted to go through the pain of falling in love again, but it was too early to think about that right now. He flashed back to the feeling of the warm, soft writhing boy benieth him, his sweet little arms around him as they coupled....he thought about how good it had felt to be held again. He thought he might just cry. 20 minutes later, the lights of the small town could be seen ahead. Jon slowed, dropping back beside the boy, placing his hand on his bare chest. "Let's walk....a couple hundred more yards and we will run out of cover....how you doin?" "Not bad." Chance panted. "I'm a little bit scared...what if someone...." "...none of that, we're not gonna think of that. It's not like we're walking out on Main Street." The trail came out on the edge of the small town. There were a couple of houses, but for the most part it was industrial. Jon was confident that they wouldn't be seen. They had finally came to the edge of the woods. Here, the trail changed from gravel to smooth blacktop. The two stopped, looking carefully out of the woods. No traffic was about on the small two-lane that ran parallel to the path. "You go first, run like hell...I will be right behind you. When you get to my truck, hunker down on the passenger side." Jon took a quick peek in both directions once again. "Go!" The kid took off like a lightning bolt, so fast that it actually surprised Jon. He took off a couple of seconds later. He watched the boy run, his legs pumping, his glutes flexing, the muscles in his back working and flexing. He was fucking beautiful. Less than a minute later, they had completed the worst part of their journey without incident. Panting and giggling, they hunkered by the truck. Their giggles turned to laughter. Jon laughed until tears came. He tried to remember the last time he had laughed like this. Ben, of course...it had been with Ben. "I got a good one for you." Jon said, still giggling. "What's that?" Chance asked through his own giggles. "The keys were in my shorts!" Chance stopped laughing, fear stole over his face in an instant. Jon roared with laughter. "You shoulda seen your face!" he said, "Priceless!" Chance made as if to slug him on the arm, then backed off, grinning. "I don't like taking my keys with me...don't like 'em bouncing around in my pocket....I hide 'em here." He reached up into the wheel well and pulled out a single key connected to a keyless device. "When I hit the unlock, the parking lights will come on. I will get in first from this side." Jon stood up and looked around, then triggered the device. Lights came on all around the truck. The front and rear parking lights, courtesy lights mounted under the side mirrors, running lights along the truck box. Jon entered, the boy quickly followed. "Geez! Damn thing lights up like a fuckin' Christmas tree!" The boy exclaimed. Jon looked at the boy with a mock scowl. "Ya know, If I woulda talked like that when I was your age, I woulda gotten my mouth washed out with soap. Stay low, ok motor-mouth?" It was a nick-name that would stick as long as Jon knew the boy. Grinning, Chance gave the man a quick salute and lowered himself in the seat. Jon drove to his house with great care, being extra careful to obey the laws of the road. It would be pretty tough to explain himself being naked alone, let alone having a naked 12 year old with him. When they arrived at his house he hit the remote for the garage door and drove inside, then lowered it behind them. I'm not gonna turn on any lights once we're inside cause not all of the shades are down, so stick close by me. You can rinse off quick in the shower and I will find you some running shorts and a t-shirt...should have just enough time to get you home." "You gonna shower with me?" The boy asked, grinning. "If I shower with you we will never get you home, sweetness." The boy flushed and grinned. Once inside, Jon took the boy's hand and led him to the bathroom. Once inside he turned on the light. In the light, Jon could now easily see the beautiful young man standing beside him. He walked over to the shower and turned on the water, adjusting the temperature. "There you go, buddy." Jon said. "C'mon...shower with me." Chance begged as he removed his shoes and socks. "But...." "Mom gets off work at 10, but she has a 20 minute commute. She won't be home until 10:20 at best, most likely 10:30.....c'mon." The boy was rubbing his dick now, which was rapidly getting hard. Jon looked at the boy's muscular young frame, his beautiful little cock, standing straight up and throbbing. "I suppose we could spend a few minutes...." "Cool!" Chance said grabbing Jon's hand. "Wait! I gotta take off my shoes, boy!" The two stepped inside, Chance pulled the sliding door shut behind them, then wrapped his arms around the man's neck and jumped up, wrapping his skinny little legs around the man's torso. His curly blond hair was wet and straight, his beautiful tanned body was slick and shiney-wet. Jon looked into his eyes and was captivated all over again. They came together open-mouthed, kissing passionately. The boy held on tightly with his arms and legs while they kissed, leaving Jon's hand free to do other things. His hands wandered up and down the boy, finally coming to rest on his little butt, squeezing, rubbing. His fingers dipped into the crack, finding the boy's still-moist hole. Chance broke the kiss, his head tipped back as he moaned in pleasure. "Ah God..." He sighed as he felt the man's fingers playing at his asshole. He moved his head to the man's shoulder, breathing hard as waves of pleasure shook his little frame. "Fuck me.....fuck me..." He whispered. "Again?" Jon asked softly while gently kissing and nipping at the boy's neck. "Yeahhh....please?" Jon knew it was getting late, but he could not say no. He placed Chance back on his feet. "Wait here, sexy little man." He said as he opened the shower door. He crossed the bathroom, leaving a trail of water that he would mop up later. He opened the medicine cabinet and found a small jar of vasoline. Removing the lid, he dipped his fingers in and scooped up a small glob. Rubbing his stiff cock, he returned to the shower to find the boy ready for him, his hands agains the wall, his smooth thighs spread wide. Jon moved in behind him, bending his knees and hunkering down. He found the boy's hole easily and slipped deliciously inside. "Ahhh my god yeah...." Chance moaned. "Ahhhhh yeah boy...so nice.." Jon moaned in reply. He began to fuck in long strokes, both man and boy moaning and whimpering. Jon reached around the boy and grabbed his stiff little dick with his still-greasy fingers. He began to stroke as he moved his cock in and out of the warm, tight little hole. Less than a minute later, the boy began to squeel, his little head tipped back, the muscles in his neck as tight as cables. Jon felt the little cock come alive in his hand as the boy began to cum, his thin seed squirting ropes that splashed against the shower wall. As the boy came, his little sphincter spasmed, squeezing the man's cock tight. Seconds later, Jon's yelps of pleasure joined Chance's as he filled the kid's ass for the second time in less than an hour. He continued to pound as his nuts emptied, his strokes losing rhythm, his legs turning to rubber. Finally he stopped, his half-hard cock still inside the boy as he continued to milk the little dick with his fingers. They stood that way for better than a minute, the warm water cascading down their nakedness as they sucked air. Finally, the man stood. The boy moaned as Jon's soft cock pulled free of his still-tingling hole. They didn't speak. Jon grabbed a bar of soap and began to wash the boy....slowly, lovingly. He moved him under the water and rinsed him just as carefully. After, he shut off the water and hunkered down. "We gotta get you home." "Yeah.....don't wanna go though." Chance answered, gazing into the man's eyes with a look of adoration. Jon grabbed a towel, standing behind Chance, he gently dryed the boy. He bent over, placing his nose in the freshly washed blond locks, inhailing deeply. "Can I see you again? ....I mean, not just to run...." He asked. "Duh." The boy answered. Jon smiled. "Come with me." They left the bathroom using a different door than the one they had entered the room with. This lead to Jon's bedroom. The man began searching through drawers and searching through clothes, finally finding what he needed and tossing it at the boy. "Wow, these shorts are cool!" "You can have 'em....they won't fit my fat ass anymore." The boy giggled as he stepped into the bright red shorts. "The t-shirt is probably way too big, but that's ok. Hopefully we can get you home before your mom even sees you in it." "I can walk if you want....it's not far." "Nah...I'll take ya....unless you don't want me too." "I figure I didn't wanna make you get dressed to go out again if you didn't have to...it's only 6 blocks or so from here." "Nah, I will just put on some shorts and a t-shirt and we're off. 5 minutes later, both were dressed and backing out of the garage. Jon looked at the clock on the dash. 10:10. According to what Chance said about his mom's 20 minute drive home, they should be just fine. A couple minutes later they pulled up to the curb at Chance's house. "You runnin' tomorrow?" asked the boy. "You know it, kid.....same time." "We gonna run home naked again?" "Yeah, right...I thing we have had enough excitement for a while." The boy giggled. "It was a blast though." "Yeah....no doubt about that." Jon answered. "See you tomorrow." the boy said through his most winning smile. "You betcha, motor-mouth." Chance got out of the truck and ran to the house. When he got to the door, he turned and waved, grinning from ear to ear. Jon raised his hand in return, then drove off as Chance turned and went into the house. *** Chance headed straight for his room. He quickly stripped out of his shorts and t-shirt, donning a pair of white briefs. He went to the kitchen to get a glass of milk. Sarah arrived home as Chance was putting the milk away. "Hey there sexy, what did I tell you about walking around the house like that?" Sarah said. Chance looked confused. "Nothing that I can remember." "Yeah....you're right, but I probably should start...you are not 7 anymore you know. If a 12 year old girl was passing by and looked in the window she would probably steal you away from me forever." Chance grinned. It was good to see her boy smile like that. Smiles were few and far between since she had pulled the boy away from Chicago. He had hardly spoke to her at all during the first few weeks. She knew that he still held a grudge, rarely smiling. Sarah didn't have a choice. The company she worked for was expanding. It was either move here or start again somewhere else. She had worked far too hard to start at the bottom somewhere else, so she had packed up her son and left. The boy still could not find it in his heart to forgive her. "I made a new friend today." Chance said. "Really?" "Yup, his name is Jon....he's gonna run with me on this new trail I found....man it's really cool. I'll have to take you there sometime." The boy was grinning from ear to ear, Sarah had not seen her son this happy in months, she was near tears. "That's cool, Slim." She said. She realized she had not called him that since they had moved. The boy managed to grin wider. Sarah knew that her boy did not make friends easily with boys his own age. She also knew that he got along very well with adult men. She wasn't sure why this was, only that it was true. In Chicago, Chance had been close with his track coach, even once inviting him over for dinner to meet his mom. She figured this new friend was probably much older than her son. "When can I meet him?" "I will have to ask him over. He runs the trail everyday....a whole 8 miles! He's in really great shape for bein' in his 40's." Chance was looking down when he spoke, then he raised his head and looked at his mom, grinning. Just as she had suspected. She tried to remain open-minded. "Great....I want to meet him soon though, ok sport?" "Yeah sure mom." he said, walking toward the stairs. "And mom....?" "Yes sweetie?" "I'm sorry, you know.....about the last few months." She saw tears were welling in the boy's eyes. She went to him and took him in her arms. "It's ok, honey... I did what I had to do for us though." She held the boy. "I know, I love you, mom." It was the first time he had said this since Chicago, Sarah's own tears flowed. "I love you too, Slim.....more than anything else." She said pulling back, holding the boy's shoulders at arms length, then wiping his tears with her thumbs. She grabbed him by the shoulders once again and turned him around. Swatting his cotton-clad little butt, she said "To bed with you, boy." "'Night mom." "I want to meet him....soon." "'k mom...soon." *** 6 Months Later Jon groaned as the alarm woke him. He raised his head. Then reached over to shut off the alarm. Monday. He didn't feel like going back to work today. From beside him, another groan. He rolled over onto his back. Delicious warmth enveloped him as the naked boy rolled over and snuggled against him. The boy raised his head and Jon slipped his arm underneith, pulling the lad closer. Young Chance placed his head on the man's warm chest and placed his soft leg across his midsection. Jon felt his cock stir, hardening in an instant as the boy's warm thigh caressed it. "Don't go to work today." "I have to....besides, you have school anyway." "Nope." "Waddaya mean, Nope." "Teacher's in-service day." "What the hell does that mean?" "It means that I don't have school today, duh." Chance said matter-of-factly. Jon reached for the boy's most sensitive spot and began to tickle. He was rewarded with delightful boy-squeels. "Stop!!! Jon Stooooooooooooooooppp!!! I gotta peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" The boy squeeled through fits of giggles. Jon stopped and swatted the boy's naked little butt. "Go pee, boy." The boy rose, throwing back the covers. Jon noticed that his beautiful little dick was rock hard. "Mmmmmm....makin' me hungry." Jon said softly, smiling. Chance grinned in return and grabbed his dick, waving it at the man, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. "You gonna be able to pee out of that thing without pissing on your face? I don't think you'll be able to bend it down that far." The boy giggled. "Hurry back, sweetness." "Oh yeah." Chance replied. Jon heard the sound of urine splashing in the toilet. He could not believe that this beautiful kid was now sharing his bed at least one night per week. Even more unbelievable was the fact that his mom knew where he was. Jon had the guest room all set up for the kid, but he rarely used it. Jon had met Sarah only a few days after meeting Chance and the two had become almost instant friends. At times he almost thought that she knew exactly what was going on between himself and her son and understood, which would be rare indeed. Chance returned, only this time to Jon's side of the bed. The boy climbed up and rose above the man, lowering his naked body slowly. "Play hookey today." he said as he began to slowly grind his ass. "I just might do that." The man replied as he took the smooth globes of Chance's beautiful young butt in his hands. Chance lowered his face to Jon's. Their lips met. *** Hi all. I took a break from writing a longer multi-part story to write this one. Hope you liked it. If you enjoyed this story, and if you love the gay adult/youth theme, you might want to check out my story: "The Troop" - located in the Nifty Gay/Sci-Fi-Fantasy section. At this writing, the last chapter was written on Sept 1 2007, which will help you find it easier. I am currently working on the next (and final) chapter of that one. Also, drop me a line! I would really love to hear from you...whether it be constructive criticism or praise or telling me how many times you jacked off while reading....all flames ignored. Cheers! phangasm@operamail.com