Date: Fri, 31 Oct 2008 20:29:16 -0700 From: tague michaels Subject: Corky NOTICE THE NEW ADDRESS: Yes, Yahell booted me off which means I lost all 10 years of your fan mail and addy's. Anyhow, another story of man and boy. Yes of course there will be a second chapter. I had intended for the story to be about Corky and got a little carried away. The usual platitudes apply. As always N-Joi Hugs Tag_m I hadn't seen Stephen for almost three years. I had lost contact with him for almost a year before I moved and attempts to call his cell phone yielded nothing and calls to his grandmother's house got nothing. According to whoever answered the phone he didn't live there and I knew damn well that he did. He had lived with his grandmother since his mother had kicked him out of the house because of his bad boy behaviors and attitudes. It wasn't that Stephen was a bad kid just that he had an allergic reaction to school, used drugs at least minimally with alcohol being his preferred DOC, and hung around kids who tended toward trouble. I had initially met Stephen when he was fourteen, last saw him a few months after his sixteenth birthday and had the hots for him the entire time I knew him. Five foot seven, a slender hundred and thirty five or so, with a mop of black hair worn just a little on the long side, he wasn't the cutest boy I'd ever worked with. He was cute enough though but it was something else about him that I really loved. At fourteen he was smaller than that and had a sort of waif-ish look about him. His face was perfectly smooth and it wasn't until he was beyond his seventeenth birthday that a small bit of black fuzz started to show on his upper lip. He had high prominent cheekbones and a narrow chin. His large dark eyes were highlighted by a long bang that needed to be brushed to the side from time to time. His eyes were also slightly almond shaped due to some Chinese mixed in with his Filipino and Caucasian genes. Stephan was one of those boys who had a ready smile that showed off perfect teeth of glaring white and when he laughed his eyes sparkled. He had a ton of stories about his various escapades and while I shouldn't have, I laughed at a great many of them because many of them really were hilarious, a word that Stephan used quite a bit. Often times when he and I talked, Stephen was dressed in board shorts and a t-shirt and from what I could tell he often didn't wear underwear. It was difficult for me to not notice, and sneak glances at, the somewhat lengthy tube that was held next to his inner thigh but the sometimes tight leg of his surf shorts. I figured the boy to be an easy seven inches and judging from the outline, circumcised. I finally got to see his boyhood charms when I needed him to drop a urine test for me. Like many men and boys in the islands he simply hiked up the leg of his shorts and let the hose hang out while he pissed in the cup. Yup, seven inches at least and cut. I wished I could have seen his balls but that wasn't possible, at least not then. I'd had a dual relationship with Stephan. I'd met him through the juvenile court system but continued to see him when his obligation with the court was finished. My desire for him aside, he was one of those boys who was enjoyable to be around. So it was that I showed up at his mother's place one Friday morning to pick him up and go to the beach. It was one of those times when he was living at home and not up the street at his grandmother's house. His little brother Corky answered the door and gave me a big smile and then a hug once I was in the house and the door was closed. Corky was five years younger than Stephan's then fourteen years of age and cute as the dickens. He had taken to me like a duck to water and whenever I did a home visit with Stephen and/or his family Corky would be so attentive to me that one of the other family members would have to almost pry the boy out of my lap. Maybe it was because they had no positive adult role model in their life that all three of the kids seemed to like me and enjoy our sessions together for even Stephan's sister seemed to be attentive to me. So on that morning I got trapped by Corky to listen to what was going on with his young life. The boy led me to my usual spot on the sofa then climbed up on my lap. Clad only in briefs and a t-shirt, he put his arms around my neck and proceeded to chatter like a myna bird. While preteen boys didn't attract me in a sexual manner I had to say that holding Corky on my lap was a very enjoyable past time. I'd seen the boy dressed his underwear frequently so it was no big deal to either of us. Like the rest of his family, Corky was slender and somewhat small. His complexion was darker than Stephan's due to a father with more Filipino and less Caucasian background and at eight years old he still had a slightly round boy-ish face capped off by black hair cut short. His eyes had a more almond effect than his older half brother and of course his teeth were sparkling white. Despite the nonsexual attraction I still had to wonder what he would look like as a young teenager. "I wish you could spend more time with me Kavika," he told on more occasions than I could count and in fact a couple of times when Stephan stood me up I did hang out with the boy. I think he saw me as a father figure, or at least a much older brother, and certainly the degree of attentiveness that he showed me would likely have caused an outsider to believe that we were father and son. "Stephan is upstairs sleeping still Kavika," the boy said after bringing me up to speed on his doings. I went up, quietly of course as I was rather hoping to catch my dream boy sleeping and hopefully uncovered. I got way more than my wish that morning. I slipped quietly into his room and closed the door then waited a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the much dimmer light. When I could see better, I approached the bed but even from the door I could see that Stephan was indeed uncovered.completely. He was lying on his stomach facing away from me with one leg pulled up. I stood next to the double bed and stared down at his naked butt and what a butt it was; twin globes that were a perfect shape and size. While his hole was hidden, but just barely, I easily saw the beginning of his sac as well as his balls as they rested in a puddle of loose pile of smooth hairless skin on the sheet. Sweet Jesus did I want to bury my face in there. Instead I sat on the edge of the bed and put my hand on his back and reveled for a moment in the warmth of his body then shook him slightly. "Time to get up sunshine," I said softly. Stephan slowly rolled over onto his back and presented me with a rock hard morning boy boner that was all I'd ever hope for. Seven and half or so inches long it was capped by what appeared to be a perfectly shaped head. Like his body, Stephan's boyhood pride and joy was slender but by no means a pencil dick. The thing rested against his flat and taut belly and a medium sized patch of thick black moss. His balls hung low between totally smooth thighs, one medium sized egg lower than the other. For the most part they were hairless except at the top where the wrinkled sac fell away from his cock. I felt my own dick start to rise at the sight of him. Although his eyes remained closed, Stephan's left hand snaked down and scratched his balls then hefted them somewhat roughly before returning to rest on a defined chest. "Does that mean you're glad to see me?" I asked quietly. He slowly opened his eyes, raised his head enough to look down at his raging hard on then dropped his head back on his pillow. "Looks that way doesn't it?" I nodded my head. "It sure does. Want me to introduce myself?" "If you want to," he responded. While I had never told Stephan that I was gay and I didn't present as such, more than one of our discussions had turned to sex which is pretty typical when you work with boys. Of course we'd covered the area about boys being experimental with other boys and how that was a normal process. We'd talked about the horniness of teenage boys and how they would often times engage in all kinds of sex play with other boys although Stephan never admitted to such behaviors. When he asked if I had I was completely honest with him about it which of course prompted some typical questions about what it was like etc. Now I was going to introduce him to that world. I reached out and took hold of his rigid flesh and squeezed it firmly then stroked him a couple of times. Since I got a moan right off the bat I slipped my hand down and cupped his sperm makers and hefted them which got another moan and a spreading of his legs. I moved my hand back up and took hold of his cock again and began a slow stroke on it. Stephan's eyes remained closed but he spoke quietly. "Go ahead and suck it Kavika, I know you want to." Indeed I did. I slid off the bed and knelt beside it. Stephan moved closer to the edge so that I could have full access to his body. I held his pride and joy upright, leaned over and dropped my head down over it and closed my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down while I gently stroked him, my tongue running around the swollen head when that was all that was in my mouth. I felt Stephan's hand in my hair, his fingers rubbing against me as I worked him over. The boy was a mouthful but I managed to get most of him into my mouth and throat although I couldn't stay there very long. When I did though, I got a loud moan or a gasp from him. He started to hump his hips upward and I knew that I was going to bring him off. I took my mouth away and jacked him off. My free hand worked on his sperm makers, tugging and squeezing until he finally squirted and what a squirt it was. The first of six volley's landed at his nipple and left a three inch streak downward. The rest of them landed close to that, progressing lower on his body until his dick stopped squirting and started oozing, the warm gooey liquid running down across my fingers and into his pubic hair. I finally, but reluctantly, let go of him then sat back down next to him, Stephan moving to give me room. After a moment he opened his eyes and asked me to hand him the pair of boxers that were lying on the floor. I spied them and handed them to him. "So how come you didn't swallow my cum?" he asked as he cleaned his love juices from his solid torso. "I never swallow the first time." He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "The first time; does that mean there's going to be a second time?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Sure, if you want to." I said simply. He gave that some thought then said, "Well then; next time." He got up, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and headed, I presumed, to the bathroom saying he'd be back in ten minutes or so. Like many boys, once you've seen their dick or had an experience such as he and I had just had, Stephan became unconcerned about me seeing his stuff. When he came back into the room he simply dropped the towel across the back of a chair then dug around in a drawer and pulled out a pair of boxers. He went back to the chair and took an end of the towel and did a couple of quick swipes between his legs to make sure his crotch was dry, giving his balls a couple of rough pushes. I have to say it was a distinct pleasure seeing him wander around the room naked as a Jay bird, his stuff moving and swaying freely. He tugged the underwear on then a pair of surf shorts then topped it off with a T and we headed out, putting our slippers on at the front door. Corky gave me a hug, said he wished he could go with us, then we were gone. The next time I woke Stephan up I sucked him off until he came in my mouth, swallowing every bit of his sperm to the sounds of his moans and groans and the feel of his hands on my head and attempted to pump his cock into my mouth. I sucked Stephan's cock a half dozen times over the next two months, always in his bedroom upon waking. One time was after he'd done his morning ablutions. He returned to his room and dropped his towel to reveal a stone hard boner. "Look what I found Kavika," he said with a smile then walked toward where I was sitting on the edge of his bed, his cock waving in the air as he walked. He stepped up between my legs and put his hands on my shoulders. What could I do but take hold of his raging boyhood and stroke him a few times before leaning down and taking him into my mouth. I bobbed my head, taking him all the way inside my mouth then swirling my tongue over his swollen cock head when I was almost all the way off of his cock. One hand cupped and tugged on his balls while the other kneaded and rubbed on one butt cheek. "Oh yeah Kavika," he moaned, his voice deepened by the lust that was ripping through his body. His hands went to my head and he pumped his cock into my mouth, slowly so that he wouldn't choke me. Both hands went to his butt and worked the cheeks over. I even allowed a finger to trail down his crack, wishing I could take the chance and run a finger across his puckered hole. I had no delusions about fucking Stephan. I just didn't see that stuffing my cock up inside him was going to happen. However, I didn't figure that he'd have a problem getting a good old fashioned rim job and it was quite possible that he'd allow me to finger fuck him into an orgasm. I took his cock out of my mouth. "You ready to try something new?" He looked down at me. "Like what? You aren't gonna fuck me ya know." He had a rather skeptical look on his face. I shook my head and smiled. "No. I never fuck a boy unless he asks me to and you don't strike as the fucking kind. No, I was thinking of something more tame involving my tongue and certain body parts of yours." He thought for a moment then said okay. "But before you do that are you ever gonna let me see your dick?" he asked. I was a little surprised at the question as I never figured that Stephan was remotely interested and I told him that. "It's not like I want to do anything with it; just curious I guess. He stood back a little, absently playing with his cock or his balls. I stood up, peeled off my t-shirt. I untied the strings of my surf shorts and let them fall to the floor and stood facing him in my boxers, the front of which was now sticking out. "You sure about this?" I asked him and he nodded his head, eyes alternating between where my dick was trying to making itself known and my face. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear and pulled them down, bent over slightly to get them to the floor then stood up and out of them. Stephan started at my dick for a moment then said, "Nice one Kavika." Indeed, it wasn't a whole lot different than the one that he owned. I wasn't much longer than Stephan, if at all but I was thicker however and my balls were larger and of course he probably hadn't reached his full sexual maturity yet. "How come you don't have hair on your balls Kavika? I thought adults always did." I explained that I shaved them and trimmed my bush as well. I wasn't a hairy guy to begin with but like most men my nuts could get pretty furry and my pubic moss an unruly tangled mass of black curls. Straight boy or not, Stephan was like most boys and stepped closer to me. Without any concerns what so ever he reached out and took hold of my dick and squeezed it up and down its length then stroked me a few times. Despite the fact that for Stephan it was no more different than picking an apple out of a bin, I was in heaven. I'd jacked off more times than I could count dreaming about being naked with this kid and now that I was my heart was jack hammering in my chest. I was dying for him to do something, anything interactive with me but wasn't holding any hope for it. "So what did you want to show me?" he said, letting go of me and stepping back a little. I had him sit on the edge of the bed then knelt between his spread out legs and pulled his cock upright and started sucking him, stroking his cock and fondling his balls. He moaned loudly then lay back and as he did I let go of his dick with my mouth but kept on slowly stroking it. I began licking his balls, moving the eggs around in the soft bag. I nudged them aside and licked up and down the crease of his thigh and pubic bone then finally lifted his nuts and began licking underneath them. "Oh man," he moaned as I washed up and down his perineum and the sensitive underside of his sperm makers. He wasn't totally hairless there. Being a maturing boy he'd started to grow hair but it was pretty sparse. As if he knew where I was headed Stephan pulled his legs back and opened himself up to me. I gazed lovingly for a moment at the puckered core of him. I wished he would let me slip my cock up inside his body and fuck him till he screamed to let him cum. My cock throbbed at the idea as did my heart. Instead I leaned in and licked, sliding my tongue back and forth over the wrinkled muscle. "Oh fucking goddamn shit hell," he said softly as I worshipped the temple of Priapus. I worked him for a good three minutes and left not a millimeter of flesh unlicked. I tried to worm my tongue inside of his hole but of course it was way to tight for that but still the feelings for Stephan were more than he's ever felt before, that is if his moans and groans and panting were any indication. When I judged he was ready I wiped the copious amount of leaking precum from my cock with my middle finger. I stood up and placed a knee on the bed which effectively held Stephan's leg out of the way then slipped my finger inside of his hole. He gave out a little noise then opened his eyes, sort of, and looked at me. I shoved my finger all the way inside of him then slowly pulled out and Stephan closed his eyes again and moaned. I began to finger fuck the boy, sliding back and forth across his prostate. My other hand went to his cock and I started to jack him off. Fuck, his pucker muscle was so tight and I wanted so badly to feel it grip my nail hard cock which at the time was resting against Stephan's inner thigh almost touching his balls. I was pretty surprised when his hand snuck down and took hold of it and started to jack me off as I jacked him so I moved a little bit to accommodate him. It didn't take long before Stephan was in sperming orbit and before I knew it I felt his prostate harden right along with his cock and then he shot. Stephan's cum shot was probably the best that I'd ever been a part of and possibly the loudest that he had ever gotten. With a loud moan, the first squirt went clear over his shoulder and landed on the pillow right next to his head. I kept rubbing his prostate and he kept squirting, leaving streaks of sperm on the front of his shoulder, the outside of his chest and onto his belly. To his credit the boy kept on jacking me off and I worked at helping to encourage my cumming to coincide with his and as his cock slowed down mine started up. "I'm cumming Steph," I groaned and the boy raised his head enough to watch as my cock erupted in a torrent of sperm. Because of the angle of my dick, my cum shot across the end of his cock and my fingertips, his inner thigh, his pubic hair and his belly. Between us there must have been a half cup or more of thick gooey sperm, and Stephan's torso was wearing it all. Well, all except the part that was on his pillow. I let go of his seeping dick and slowly pulled my finger out of his ass and did a quick check for debris. Stephan groaned at the loss and let go of my cock as well. I stepped away from the bed and went to his laundry basket for a cum cloth, wiped my finger then went back to the bed and tenderly cleaned the sperm from the body of my boy lover, well sort of lover. Stephan watched me, allowing me to perform the grooming process on him and when I finished, I tossed the cum loaded cloth back to the basket and lay down on the bed next to him. His eyes followed me then looked into mine as I lay on my side facing him. Stephan absently fondled his balls for a moment. "That was fucking incredible." I nodded my head. Indeed it had been, every single bit of it. "I've heard boys talk about fingering their asshole but never tried it." I nodded my head and smiled slightly. `You really like doing this don't you, making me cum?" "I thought that was fairly apparent Steph," I responded. "I like it too. I mean, don't get me wrong, I like girls but this stuff with you is, well, okay." "I know you like girls Stephan. And I know that allowing me to explore sex with you in this way is a, I don't know, a pretty big deal. For you and for me." He nodded his head and was quiet for a moment. "You don't like girls much do you Kavika? I mean, you like guys, boys." I nodded my head "I kinda thought so for some time, I mean before that first time, ya know?" I nodded my head. "I don't mind doing some stuff with you but no way can you fuck me. I can't do that." I nodded my head again. "I understand that Stephan and there's no way I would even ask you to. What do you think about you fucking me?" He seemed to give that some thought then said that might be okay but he didn't want to do that there, in his house. I could understand that. I didn't either. Stephan finally did fuck me about a month later but before that I'd gotten a somewhat startling revelation from corky. I'd gone to get Stephan for a court appearance and he was in the shower when I got to the house. Corky was of course up and Shelly, the boy's sister, was off doing whatever eleven year old girls did. The boy was sitting on my lap and had been telling me what had gone on in his young life and after a moments quiet he said, "I hope you won't be mad at me Kavika but I saw you and Stephan the other week in his room and you were naked. I only saw your butt and Stephan's legs and I could hear Stephan moaning like. What were you guys doing? How come you were naked? Were you touching each other's thing?" The little boy was straddling my lap, facing me with his hands on my shoulders. The look in his eyes was so innocent that I almost wanted to cry. "Oh man, well, Corky we were sort of, uuhhmm, comparing things. Sometimes teenage boys want to compare to see how they're growing up, becoming a man." He seemed to accept my story which was about the best I could do on such short notice. "Have you told anybody what you saw?" My heart was in my throat obviously. He shook his head. "No, I never told anybody and I won't. I promise. I love you Kavika," he said softly, "and besides Stephan would give me dirty lickins if I did." "Thank you Corky, you're a sweet and thoughtful boy." He leaned in and hugged me and I hugged him back, tightly and with a great deal of gratitude. When he leaned away from me he looked me in the eyes then moved his head forward and kissed me on the lips. What could I do but kiss him back. "Quit bugging Kavika," Stephan said as he came down the narrow stairs. The boy climbed off my lap and said goodbye as Stephan and I left. In the car he told me his little brother adored me, wished I could spend time with him. I told him I'd try. I then told Stephan what Corky had told me about seeing us naked and I told him how I'd explained it to the boy. Stephan was pissed but I encouraged him to be gentle with Corky in the event that he confronted the boy and I knew that he would indeed confront him. So, the day that Stephan fucked me we had taken a hike up around the west side of the island which tends to be somewhat remote. It's mostly barren rock; lava flow from a thousand years before probably. There's an area where, down close to the water's edge, there are some pools in the lava rock. Warmed by the sun, the already 76 degree water gets even warmer. It's a somewhat steep climb down to the pools across sharp and treacherous lava rock so fewer of the already few people that hike out that way venture down to them. The bigger ones are hidden from view as well so the site is perfect for outdoor sex in the tropics. The day we hiked was hotter than a pistol which was partial why we hiked down to the pools. Once down there, I started to take my surf shorts off and Stephan gave me a sort of strange look. "What, you no like skinny dippin?" I asked in pidgin. I continued to undress, laying my shorts, boxers and T on the rocks next to where my small day pack sat on a moss covered ledge. Stephan followed suit and I watched him undress, a rather erotic scene quite frankly. I loved this kid, seriously, and being with him got my belly jumping but being with him naked was an absolute thrill and it didn't happen nearly as much as I'd have liked it to. So we lounged around in the almost hot water for a good ten minutes before Stephan stood up. His cock head popped out of the water like a periscope on a submarine. I leaned forward and cupped his balls under the water and he groaned softly. Stephan loved it when I played his nuts which worked out well because I loved playing with them. "I was wondering `vika," the shortened version of my name, "if. well." "What Steph?" "Can I try to suck on your cock? I kinda wanna see what it's like." He said it all in a rush as if it was too much to ask for. Well, if fucking Stephan was at the top of my "to do" list, having him suck my dick was right underneath it. I stood up to reveal my own half hard cock. Sticking out from my body it looked like a small snake floating just on top of the water. Stephan stepped close to me and grasped on from underneath and squeezed me then held my dick up out of the water. I backed up so that I could rest against the rock with my stuff out of the water. To his credit he didn't ask how to do it but leaned down and took me into his mouth. I fell deeper into love than I already was. Watching the boy love me like that was incredible, his soft smooth cheek bulging out as my cock head filled his mouth. His other hand started out cupping my nuts but slid down under the water to stroke and play with his own cock. I wanted to cum in Stephan's mouth, wanted him to have the essence of me inside his body just as I'd taken his inside of mine. I had no illusions that it would go that far but it was something to dream about. He finally stopped and stood upright. "My mouth gets sore kinda fast," he said, "but overall it was okay I guess." He was standing in close to me so I reached down and took his hand and pulled him in until our cocks were touching. I reached out and rubbed back and forth on a nipple which got me a heavy sigh. Stephan closed his eyes as I manipulated the little nubbin into a hard little nubbin. For his part Stephan manipulated my cock, slowly stroking me while my other hand did the same to him. I moved my hand from his nipple up to his neck and shoulder and pulled him closer. If he knew what was going to happen he didn't offer any resistance at all. I leaned forward and place my mouth against the soft crook of his neck and suckled lightly. I felt his body shiver from the feelings, his throat issued out a moan and he tilted his head into mine as if to push me away but his hand reflexively went to mine and held me there. After testing that ground for thirty seconds I moved up to his ear and breathed into it. That caused the boy to allow his body to melt into mine and he actually hugged me to him. I nibbled, sucked and breathed there for a moment then backed my head away but only slightly. When Stephan opened his eyes they were looking directly into mine from inches away. I knew that if he was ever going to be amenable to being kissed it was then. I leaned forward again and gently touched my lips to his. He didn't move, he didn't resist. I pulled my head back then went in for kiss number two and this time he tilted his head and opened his mouth slightly. Christ that kid was so hot and by that I mean he was getting hot and I found him to be hot, sexy, sensual, call it what you wanted but I'd brought a small bottle of lube with me just in case and I knew that it was only going to be a matter of minutes before I had his fourteen year old rock hard cock trapped by the muscles of my asshole. When we kissed the second time he was ready willing and able to kiss me back in the manner that I'd dreamt about. We pecked a couple of times than it turned into a scene like the one in Brokeback Mountain where Heath Ledgers wife sees her husband and "his friend" in a lip lock beside the garage. Mouth wide open and pressed against mine, his tongue pushing into mine and breathing heavily though his nose, Stephan essentially let himself go. He held me tightly, our bodies pressed to each other as we tried to merge our flesh. My hand went to his glorious ass and kneaded the fleshy cheek. "Fuuuuck I'd almost be willing to let you fuck me right now Kavika," he said quietly after he broke the kiss, our faces almost touching. His eyes were barely open, he was breathing heavily and before I could respond to his question his mouth was pressed against mine again and amazingly the boy put even more effort into the second kiss. He ground his body against mine; both of his hands were at my head, holding me as if I'd try to escape. My cock throbbed against his, my tongue fought his, his body undulated against mine as Mother Nature took hold of his young virginal body. "I want your cock inside of me right now Stephan," I said in a deep husky voice. He only nodded his head. I turned and snagged my back pack and pulled the bottle of Glide from a small zippered compartment. I slathered the goop all over my hole then did the same to Stephan's stone hard cock causing him to shiver and moan as I slid my hand back and forth over the sensitive swollen head. There was a small spot in the rock that was such that I could sit so that my back rested against the stone and my asshole sort of hung in the air. Both feet could be planted a little lower and on each side of me so that I could lower or rise up my body as needed, helped out by my arms which rested on the rock at my sides. It was almost like being in an armchair. I'd been fucked in that spot a couple of times so knew what I had to do. Stephan was able to stand knee deep in the water on a sandy area and do his duty without any difficulty at all. I rolled my towel to use as a pad between my lower back and the rock and got into position. My young virgin lover got into position and holding his dick guided it to where it needed to go. I watched his face, loved the intensity of focus and purpose that I saw there. I loved teenage boys, especially fourteen year olds and especially this one. I felt his flesh touch mine, felt the pressure and then the stretching of my asshole as he penetrated me. It hurt but not enough for me to have him stop and he didn't. Stephan kept moving, filling me up with his young long cock until he couldn't go any further. "Fuck it's so tight Kavika," he whispered, his voice filled with the awe and wonder of having his cock stuffed into a living, tight, warm place. "It feels great steph," I told him. "Go ahead, fuck me now." Fuck me he did. I kind of wished that I was on my back so I could feel his balls push against my ass but at least I got to watch his smooth young face as he lost his virginity. Stephan did a very credible, if short, job. He started out slow, picked up speed and was soon plowing into me. His cock was a perfect length and thickness and that, coupled with his adolescent enthusiasm along with the fact that I loved him, made it an experience that I'm able to recall with total clarity fifteen years after it happened. "I can't hold out very long Kavika," he told me. "You're doing good baby, keep it up," I crooned to the boy. I let my hand roam over his torso as he fucked me, tweaking his nipples, rubbing his taut belly and feeling the constriction of his muscles as he worked. I let my fingers rub along his the side of his smooth face and he allowed me that tender touch, even pushing his face against my fingers. "I'm gonna cum `vika," he said in a soft groan. "Fuck me harder steph, dump your sperm into me," I said and a moment later, accompanied by a loud cry, the boy did exactly that. I grabbed hold of my own dick and pumped it with a fury bringing forth my own orgasm right on the tail of his and splattering my body with cum. It by far wasn't the longest fuck nor was it the best but it was a Stephan fuck and that made it all good. It was over with way before my body wanted it to be. Stephan stayed inside of me and leaned a little more forward to rest against me, his head against my chest. I rubbed his back and the side of his smooth face. We stayed like that for a few minutes before he stood up again and started to take his cock out of my ass. I didn't want him to go, I'd hoped that he'd stay inside of me, stay hard and fuck me a second time but that wasn't going to be. I moaned at the loss of his fullness inside my body and Stephan moaned as well, probably at the loss of tightness around his boyhood pride and joy. I got down off my perch and into the water to clean off as well as allow Stephan's sperm to seep out of my asshole, at least until the muscle returned to normal. "Did I do okay Kavika," he asked. "Awesome steph, honest, you were incredible and I'd do it again any time you wanted to." He smiled and thanked me as he stayed hunkered down in the pool with the water up to his neck. We never did do it again. I ended up giving Stephan a couple of more blow jobs. He ended up getting into some serious trouble and ended up spending a chunk of his 15th year in baby jail and I don't mean juvenile detention. I visited him on a regular basis and even jacked him off once in the locked visitors room while he sat with his back to the window of the locked steel door. That was the last time. When Stephan got out he'd grown up some and sexual encounters with guys wasn't what he was interested in any more. He had plenty of opportunity in the correctional facility where boys frequently were with other boys, even while Stephan watched from his bunk. It was no big deal, just a way to have mutual sex and pass the time. Still he turned down all offers, refusing to even jack off in front of other boys. Shortly after he got out of the facility I had an opportunity to move the Portland area. The money was substantially more than what I was making and the cost of living considerably lower. I'd originated from the Pacific Northwest so I was sort of back home, definitely closer to family that I had been. Corky cried his little eyes out when I told him I was leaving and begged me not to go and before I left the house he kissed me hard on the lips and told me how much he loved me. Stephan gave me a great powerful hug and said he wanted to stay in touch with me but that only lasted about four or five months. So there I was, five years after my first visit, back on the doorstep of the public housing unit that Stephan's family had lived in hoping, as I knocked on the door, that someone was still there. The door was opened by a boy, probably 12-13 year old, a drop dead fucking cute boy too. I started to ask if Stephan still lived there but before I could say anything the boy was in my arms like a shot and hugging me fiercely. My automatic response was to hold him. "You came back Kavika, you really came back," he said, his face pressed into my chest. I realized then that I was holding Corky and adjusted my hold to a hug, and a tight one. We finally separated and I saw tears in the boy's eyes. "Are you okay Corky?" He nodded his head and smiled. "Oh yeah, these are happy tears Kavika," he said, wiping at his face. "What are you doing here? I missed you so much; you never called after you left." I had tried to call but the phone number had been changed and of course by then Stephan was back at his grandmother's. I explained that to the adorably cute boy sitting next to me on the sofa. "Well Stephan's at oh trips," he said, referring to the island's jail. "He's got 3 months left on a nine month sentence for a bunch of manini stuff. I guess the judge got tired of seeing him all the time. My sister Shelly's in detention for the next 2 weeks and mom's still in college and working. I got the place to myself most of the time. And I'm staying way outta trouble." He said this last with a smile. "Well I'm glad to hear that Corky. In all honesty I was hoping to catch Stephan since I'm here on vacation. I guess I'll have to count on you to keep me company." That brought a huge smile to boy's face. "That would be killah," he said. We talked a little more then he said that he needed to take a shower and then maybe we could do something together. I said that would be great and off he went leaving me to admire how the boy had grown. He was probably about five feet even considering that his head had been just under my chin when he hugged me. Like many Filipino's, both full blood and mixed race, he was slender with skin coloring that was a light brown. His pitch black hair was short on the sides and back, longer on the top and that got a little longer toward the front. Corky's face was still totally smooth but he'd gotten a little more angular and the cheeks and jaw. Like his brother, Corky's eyes were large and framed by thick black brows and lashes that every girl dreams about, long and thick. When he'd walked away I noticed he was still in boxers and the white tank top style t-shirt barely reached his butt and what a butt the young boy had developed. Stephan had a nice butt but Corky's looked incredible and I stared at it as he climbed the stair. About half way up he turned to see that I was following his progress. He waved and continued on and I was positive that he'd put a little sway into his narrow hips. He didn't take long and was soon out of the shower and into his room to dress, or so I supposed. As he was in there I remembered back to catching his older brother in there, naked and hard, and I wondered what Corky would look like in a similar situation. My dick started to respond at the picture in my mind's eye of the boy lying naked on a bed waiting for me to do what I wanted with him. I heard him walk down the upstairs hallway then start down the stairs. I saw his legs first, of course, but as he same down I could see that he was wearing a white cotton boy's bathrobe that came to just below his knees. When he was fully in my sight he stopped and did a modeling pose, hip thrust out with one foot resting on it's tip toes, his hand on the railing. He smiled then kept coming toward me. "Did you miss me Kavika" he asked as he walked by me and into the small kitchen. " I sure did Corky, I'm surprised that you would ask." He got a glass from the cupboard and then something from the fridge, or so I thought as I couldn't' see him. "Well, you know, you were always closer to Steph so I was just curious. "Well, sometimes I felt guilty that I didn't spend more time with you," I told him as he came back into the room. He set the glass, filled with water and ice, on an end table. "I grew up huh?" he said, as he moved and stood before me. I nodded my head and in a flash the bathrobe fell open and he held the sides back by putting his hands on his hips and giving me a full on shot of his almost naked body. I say almost because the underwear he was wearing didn't conceal a whole lot. High cut and very narrow in the pouch I could see that it was a thong and it seemed like it barely kept his boyhood charms in check. In fact, as I looked closer, I could see a small part of wrinkled skin showing along side the leg hole. He then whipped the entire robe back and did a half turn so that most of his butt was facing me while he looked over his shoulder at me. "Do think my butt is too skinny though?" His butt was absolutely perfect, the golden orbs hiding the thin strap of fabric hiding between them. "No Corky," I said softly, " your butt isn't skinny at all, it's the most dynamite butt I've ever seen." I wasn't lying to him. "Better than Stephan's?" he asked as he approached. I could see that the boy had developed nicely between his legs as well, his cock clearly outlined as it was held upright by the tight underwear. "Yeah, better than Stephan's," I responded. He reached my feet and opened the robe wide and climbed on the sofa and straddled my lap. I had no choice but to put my arms around him and in doing so enveloped us as he put his arms around my neck and settled down onto my thighs, his body flush against mine. He wiggled a little a snuggled in closer and I could feel his cock against my belly as I reveled in the warmth of his young body and the feel of developing muscle and flesh. "I finally figured out what you and Stephan were doing that day that I saw you guys naked in his bedroom," he said softly in my ear. "Yeah," I said. "Yeah." He paused theatrically then whispered in my ear, "And I want some."