Date: Tue, 20 Apr 2004 21:51:53 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Special Secrets: Chester the Molester by Justin Davis (M/T,mast, oral, anal)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between a young male
and an older male. If material of this nature offends you then you should
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This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's
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Special Secrets: Chester the Molester
By
Justin Davis


The low slung, black, Honda Accord, with the chrome wire-wheels, pulled
up in front of the neatly kept wooden cottage on Elm Street and came to a
stop.

"Look, guys. Just ride around for about thirty minutes and come back.
It won't take longer than that," Tommy Clay said as he opened the right
rear door.

"Geez, Tommy! I can't believe you're still going to see "Chester The
Molester" after all these years," Roy Johnson, the driver of the vehicle
said, prompting the other two eighteen year olds in the car to snicker.

"Fuck you, Roy! Hey, he pays good and I need the cash if we're gonna
score some stuff," the hunky seventeen year old replied.

"Yeah, yeah! Whatever!" Roy replied, waving his hand in the air in
disgust.

Tommy got out and closed the door and watched as the car with his five
buds inside drove away. Then, he turned and walked up the walk toward
the cottage, like he had done many times before, walked up the steps and
onto the porch, then pushed the button of the doorbell.

"Tommy! So good to see you!" the somewhat portly and balding middle-aged
man dressed in a white terry-cloth bathrobe said, once he opened the
door. "Is it prom time again already?" he asked.

"Uh, no. That's a couple a months away," Tommy replied.

"Oh? Well, you and your friends must be going out somewhere special to
have a good time again," the man replied.

"Well, yeah, sorta," Tommy said.

"Well come in, come in! I haven't seen you since you came by before that
big New Year's concert and party you were going to," the man said, and
stood aside so Tommy could enter.

Tommy entered the front door of the cottage and glancing around noticed
that everything was as neat and clean as it always was.

"Would you like a soda or something?" Chester asked as he closed and
locked the front door.

"Uh, no thanks. I'm in kind of a hurry," Tommy replied, seating himself
upon the couch in the living room that was just to the left of the front
door.

"Oh, I see. So how have you been lately?" Chester asked as he sat down
in the big stuffed chair opposite the couch.

"Uh, okay I guess," Tommy replied, shrugging his shoulders and glancing
about the room.

"Well, that's nice. You know, I think you get more handsome every time I
see you," Chester said.

"Uh, thanks! Look, can we just get to it? I'm in kind of a hurry,"
Tommy replied.

"Certainly, Tommy. I suppose you'll be wanting the usual fifty dollars?"
Chester said, referring to the fact that that is what he paid Tommy when
he gave him a blow job.

"Uh, well. I kinda need more than that," Tommy replied.

"Oh, I see. You'll be wanting one hundred dollars then," Chester said,
referring to the fact that that is what he paid Tommy to fuck his face.

"Uh, more than that," Tommy replied.

"Oh my! You and your friends must really be planning on having a good
time," Chester said.

"Yeah, we are," Tommy replied.

"Oh goodness! Don't tell me that this is going to one of those moments
like the bicycle, Game Boy, the Nike tennis shoes, and those other things
since you were twelve," Chester responded.

"Uh, yeah. I guess so. I really need the money," Tommy said.

"Oh my! This is going to be a nice day after all," Chester replied.

"Yeah, I guess," Tommy said in a less than eager tone, then, stood up and
began to unbutton his shirt.

Chester watched as Tommy pulled off his shirt and mused at how
well-defined his abdominal muscles had become and how nice the blonde
trail from his navel down to the tops of his jeans looked as well as the
tufts of blonde hair that no adorned his armpits.

"You are clean I take it?" Chester asked.

"Uh, yeah. I knew I was coming over here," Tommy replied, kicking off
his tennis shoes and unbuttoning the snap to his jeans.

Chester continued watching as Tommy shucked off his jeans, revealing that
he had no underwear underneath them, and smiled approvingly at the teen's
man-sized, circumcised penis, that was already on the way to hardening to
its full seven and one-half inches.

"I guess you're gonna sit in the chair this time?" Tommy asked, as he
walked toward the chair in which Chester sat, his semi-flaccid cock
swinging above his low hung balls.

"Yeah, let's do it this way this time!" Chester replied.

Tommy stopped in front of the chair, in which Chester sat and waited.

"Oh fuck!" Tommy exclaimed, as Chester leaned forward and slurped his
cock into his mouth.

As he swirled his tongue over the sensitive head of Tommy's cock, while
he bobbed his mouth up and down on it, Chester couldn't help but think
what a wonderful piece of meat it was compared to the little dink he had
first sucked six years before.

"You ready now?" Chester asked, taking his mouth off of the hard, just
over seven-inch, cock.

"I guess so," Tommy replied, and began to slowly stroke his cock.

Then, Tommy emitted an almost inaudible groan as Chester opened up his
terry cloth bathrobe. He had seen the man's hard cock many times. Yet,
it was something he really never got used to, for the plum-sized head sat
atop an eleven-inch shaft that was almost two inches wide from beneath
the head to his base.

"As you can see, I'm ready," Chester said, and smiled.

"Yeah, I know," Tommy replied, climbing up into the chair with the man.

Once there, Tommy oriented himself so that he hovered over the massive
cock. Then, he took hold of it with his hand, positioned it, and then
lowered his butt.

"Oh shit!" Tommy exclaimed, and bit his lower lip as the head popped into
his hole.

Granted, it was a lot easier that it had been years ago when he was
twelve. But, a long, thick, cock like Chester's was something no boy,
even someone almost eighteen, ever really got used to.

"Mmm! Oh! Uh!" Tommy moaned, as he began to wank his cock and lower
himself upon the massive piece of meat.

"That's a good boy, Tommy. You take your time. I know how much you love
my cock up your butt," Chester said.

"Mmmmm! Uh!!! I really don't. I just need the money," Tommy replied, and
bit his lip again and closed his eyes as he lowered himself toward the
man's pubes.

Soon, Tommy's butt rested upon Chester's pubes and he began to ride the
thick sausage, moaning and wanking his cock as he did so.

"Mmmmmmmm! Yeah!!!" Chester exclaimed as Tommy began to ride his cock.

Chester couldn't help but smile as he looked at the slightly furrowed
brow and the expression of pure lust on Tommy's face. It was nothing
like that first time years before when, when Tommy was twelve. That first
time, he had had a look of horror and panic on his face. Beads of sweat
had broken out on his forehead, and he had cried buckets of tears as he
had strained to lower himself upon the huge piece of meat in order to
earn the money for the fancy bicycle he just had to have. No, this was a
different look, a look of pleasure that betrayed the teen's assertion
that he didn't really enjoy what he was doing.

"Oh Chester! I think I'm gonna do it!" Tommy said moments later, opening
his eyes and looking at the man.

"Just a little longer sweetheart. I'm not there yet," Chester replied.

Tommy moaned, slowed down the wanking of his cock, and began to gyrate
his butt as he rode the thick piece of meat in order to make Chester cum
faster.

"Oh yeah! I love that! Shit!" Chester exclaimed in response, for
although he had fucked Tommy in almost every position imaginable over the
last six years, having Tommy ride his cock was Chester's favorite one.

For some minutes, Tommy rode the man's rigid tool, alternately grunting
and biting his lower lip as he did so.

"I'm almost there Tommy! I'm about to go!" Chester warned.

Immediately, Tommy began to rapidly wank his cock.

"Oh yeah! Shit! Shit!" Tommy chanted as he bounced up and down on the
long, thick, pole.

"I'm gonna go, Tommy! Here it comes! Ahhhhhhhh yeah!" Chester exclaimed,
and blew his load deep into Tommy's rectum.

"Oh fuck!" Tommy hollered, and promptly began to shoot ropes of hot teen
goo all over Chester's stomach and chest.

"Here you go, Tommy. Two hundred dollars like always," Chester said
later as he handed Tommy the wad of twenty-dollar bills.

"Uh, thanks!" Tommy replied, tucking the money into the right front
pocket of his jeans.

"Really, you should come by more often. I do enjoy your visits so much,"
Chester remarked.

"Uh, yeah. But, I ain't gay or nothing like that. I like chicks," Tommy
replied as he walked over toward one of the front windows and pulled back
the curtain a little in order to peep out.

"Yes, I'm sure you do and I understand," Chester said, then smiled.

"Uh, well look. I gotta go. The guys are back," Tommy said

"Sure, let me show you to the door," Chester replied.

"Nah! I'll let myself out. The guys are out there," Tommy said, opening
the front door.

"Good bye, Tommy," Chester replied, and shook his head as the boy exited
the house closing the door behind him.

"You get the money?" Roy asked, once Tommy was back in the car and they
were headed down the street.

"Yeah, sure!" Tommy replied.

"Boy, he most sure like that cock of yours to pay you that much all the
time," Roy remarked.

"Yeah, he loves it. He say's I've got the best tasting cum of anybody,"
Tommy replied.

"I bet Susie likes it," Jason, who was sitting next to Tommy said,
prompting the other boys to laugh.

"Hello? This is David Clay," the voice on the other end of the phone line
said.

"David, this is Chester. As always, I'm calling to tell you Tommy just
came by."

"He go for the two hundred dollars again?" David Clay, Tommy's dad,
asked.

"Yep!"

"Fine, I'll send you the check. Is he getting any good at it?" David
Clay asked.

"Oh yes. In fact, I'd say he's now the best fuck I've ever had. He's a
natural," Chester replied.

"Well, he turns eighteen next month. He'll be legal then. I already have
the three guys lined up for making the first video and then three more
for the next one," David Clay said.

"I'm sure they'll be wonderful. You'll have to send me a copy of both,"
Chester replied.

"Oh I will. The first ones when they break into the business are always
the best," David Clay said.

"Well, you should know. You are one of the biggest porn producers in the
country," Chester said, then chuckled.

"You sure he's ready?" David Clay asked.

"Yeah, he's as ready as he's ever gonna be. Oh, he pretends he doesn't
like it when he sucks my cock or I fuck him. But, his facial expressions
and the fact that he always wanks himself off belie the fact. I'm
positive he's ready," Chester replied.

"Well, thanks again, Chester. I couldn't have gotten him ready to be a
star without your help. There'll be a large bonus for you added to my
final check. Thanks for all your hard work over the last six years,"
David Clay said.

"My pleasure, David. It's been wonderful doing business with you. Thank
you and good bye," Chester replied.

"Good bye Chester, and thanks again," David Clay said and hung up the
phone.

Chester placed the phone back upon the cradle, and, as he walked toward
the kitchen to fix himself a drink he couldn't help but smile as he
thought about the special secret he and David Clay had between them.
Then, he chuckled to himself and wondered if Tommy ever would find it
out.

The End