Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2007 23:17:51 -0700 From: Emorey Ardale Subject: Definitely Not Disclaimer: This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts between a man and a minor boy. The story is not true; the sexual acts described herein derive solely from imagination. It is not intended to promote illegal acts with/to/by minors, nor does it condone child abuse of any sort. If you object to the subject matter, stop reading. If you are legally under age to be reading this, or if your reading of this material otherwise violates laws in your place of residence or where you are currently located, stop reading. Thank you. Comments are welcome, please send emails to desert_rat@hushmail.com Definitely Not There's an electronics store near my work, part of minor chain, it's huge, without the polish of the major chains like Best Buy or Circuit City. You can find enough parts to build a desktop computer from the ground up and it still carries the major appliances for the home and gaming gear for the kids. It's nestled in between the industrial area where I work and one of the poorest mixed race neighborhoods in the city. Every now and then I escape from work early to pick up some needed supplies and cruise the gaming section to see what boys are hanging out. That's where I met him. I was there on a Friday afternoon, the school year had just ended, I needed to pick up a couple of ink cartridges for one of the printers. I was checking out the little gamers, when he walked in and instantly caught my eye. He was wearing a Korn concert t-shirt that had definitely seen better days and some grey track pants (they might have originally been white). His hair looked black and had red highlights when the light hit it just right, it had a slight curl that went past his ears and neck. It wasn't so much how he looked that attracted me but the way he walked, he had a certain arrogant prideful bounce to his step. I had seen that same strut in the boys I grew up with, boys who knew they were poor white trash but didn't really give a shit. At first glance he looked nine or ten years old but they way he carried himself suggested he was older. I couldn't take my eyes of him and as he approached, my eyes met his. Most boys when you look them in the eye will either smile or look away. His expression never changed, our eyes stay locked until he had completely passed by. I found him again playing one of the demo PS2s, he either didn't see me or was ignoring me. I pretended to be looking at the assortment of games. I found him fascinating. I was still trying to figure how old he was when I noticed that his hair was dyed. He had mousey brown roots at the crown of his head. He was wearing one huge ass gold hoop earring in his left ear that hung down below his hair. I walked by a couple times, checked him out good, finally figured I had enough and reluctantly went to get my business done. I was searching the racks looking for right cartridges and when I noticed someone else in the aisle with me. I looked over and sure enough there he was, apparently his large format ink jet printer was out of ink as well. I kept looking, stealing glances of him. He was doing an equally half ass job of searching. Something was going on but I wasn't sure what. Finally with all the smoothness I could muster I asked, "So what's up?" He looked over at me and I saw his big hazel eyes for the first time, "Nuthin.", he replied nonchalantly. I was hoping for little more than that and wasn't sure where to go from there. I was still trying to think of something else to say when he asked, "Hey could you do me a favor?" He didn't have a high clear boy's voice, instead it was deeper, huskier but still not a voice affected by puberty. It was outright sexy. I looked over at him, I had feeling what was coming next "Guess so. What you need?" He was looking at me with just barely a hint of a smile now "My bike's flat and I need to call my mom. Could I have some change?" I took a good look at his eyes. In this neighborhood when someone asks you for money it's usually for one thing but no, his eyes were clear and bright. No sign that he was high but it still smelled like bullshit. "Hmmm let me see." I pretended to dig around in my pockets. "Nope, I got nothing buddy." He shrugged "That's ok" I decided to call his bluff "Tell you what though, I don't want to leave you stranded, you can use my cell phone." I held it out for him to take. He looked at it, then at me and then back to the cel. He gave me a shit eating grin, "Oh yeah I forgot she had to go into work." He was quick and I returned his grin with one of my own. I studied his face and was drawn in by his looks. He was unusually pale with a smattering of light freckles across his nose and cheeks. His delicate features sharply contrasted the garish dye job and ridiculous gypsy earring. His nose was fine and slightly pointed, the type of nose that some rich bitch would pay a lot of money for a surgeon to carve on her face. He had perfect boy lips, not too thick or too thin. I looked him over and knew one thing: I wanted him. Not to be best friends, take to ball games or some other boy friendly activity, no I wanted him splayed naked before me to see, touch and taste. I could feel it through my whole being. Why him? There were a few cute boys there that day, the studious looking little blond kid with glasses, the two adorable Mexican brothers or the smooth looking Korean boy whose dad stayed within arm distance probably just in case there were any pervs like me lurking about. There were even a couple more that would probably make better pedophile pin up boys than the one that caught my eye. Maybe it was the way he reminded me of myself and the boys I grew up with, the first ones I fell in lust and love over, the beginning of my sexual exploration and awareness. Then again maybe it was because if you lined all the boys up that day and had to pick the one most likely to go home with a stranger and have sex, he would be the one picked every time. I looked around making sure we weren't being noticed and rolled the dice "Well I'll tell you what, I need to buy something but I can give you a ride home when I'm done." He looked at me for a bit, I could see the wheels spinning, just like me he was calculating the risks, finally he nodded, "Okay." I nodded in return and started searching again for my ink cartridges. My head was spinning, I had wanted him to say yes but still couldn't believe he had. I was trying to figure out if that simple "Okay" was just for a ride or maybe an agreement for more. I found what I was looking for and paid with my new friend in tow. All the way to the car I expected to him to bail but he didn't. I unlocked the doors with my remote and knew we were coming to a critical moment. I looked around the parking lot, half expecting half a dozen police cars to roll up on me. Instead he opened the door and broke safety rule numero uno, "Don't get into cars with strangers". I guess that made me "stranger danger". I headed to the back exit of the parking lot, well away from the other cars and stopped the car. I took a deep breath, I was on a roll and had to keep going "So how long have you been doing the phone call scam?" It was the first time he ever gave me his sly half smile, "Dunno, a little while." I laughed, "Yeah pretty clever, so you're looking to make a little money then?" I hoped I sounded as cool as I wanted to be, I was nervous as hell though. "Doing what?" He asked. He looked so composed he either knew exactly where I was going or he was completely oblivious. "Just some stuff around my house." I replied as I put my hand on his leg moving it slowly upward, I wanted to be sure he knew what was going to be done at my house. He looked down at my hand and then back at my face "Cool, how much you paying?" This boy was cool like ice. I stopped my hand high on his thigh giving it a gentle little squeeze feeling his supple leg muscles, I thought about what I had in my wallet, "Twenty-five bucks?" He thought about it for a few seconds and nodded "Alright." The answer made my balls tingle, I managed to at least introduce myself, "Excellent, my name's Dave by the way. Yours?' "Sean." He replied. I pulled out of the parking lot into traffic and headed to my house. I had enough time for a little fun well before anyone else was home. I turned on the radio to fill the silence. Then I remembered the one thing I had wanted to know about him. "So Sean, how old are you?" I asked trying to make it sound like I was just making conversation. "Almost 13" he answered. Thirteen? I had to laugh, there was no way he could be that old "You're thirteen?" I took a quick look over at him while I was driving. He shot me one pissed off look, "What the fuck does that mean?" Okay, he talked like he was thirteen "Sorry guy but you just don't look that old, no offense." "I said almost thirteen, why is that too old for you or something?" He jabbed back. Ouch. This kid didn't take any shit. "No problem, I was just asking, okay" "Uh huh, asshole." He said and that was the end of the conversation in the car. We finished drive to my house without talking. That was fine, I was afraid that if I said anything else I might piss him off to the point where it didn't matter how much I paid him, I wasn't gonna be getting anything. I let him in the house and followed behind him. "The bedroom's through there." I told him pointing the way. Sean headed that direction looking around as he went. The moment he walked through the bedroom door he started peeling off his shirt, kicking his shoes off at the same time. He didn't fuck around and by the time I had shut door behind us he was pulling off his track pants. He turned around to face me and pulled down his boxers. I could feel my heart beating hard and fast, I walked over to him put my hands on his shoulders. I ran my hands down his back, slowly over his ass, then I picked him up and set him down on the bed. I don't know how to describe touching him for the first time, like every other boy I've ever been with, it's electric, a feeling so intense I don't know whether I'm gonna cum in my pants or throw up over all him. Sean looked up at me from the bed "No butt stuff, okay?" I didn't think we would be going there, "Alright, no problem." I was running my hands up his legs, over his stomach. He was small and compact but naked I could see he was thirteen years old. His muscles had the beginnings of adolescent definition, his stomach was flat but I could feel the contours of his abs below his smooth, pale skin. Sean already had a boner and it looked big compared to his small body, his dick had to be over 4 inches and his balls looked full and heavy. No pubic hair yet but he looked ripe and ready to burst into adolescence. I fought my desire to go straight to that beautiful boy boner of his. I kicked my own shoes off and spread his legs apart so I could get in between them. I started by kissing his small nipples and then pushed his arms over his head and kissed his hairless armpits, that got him squirming and when I looked up he was smiling. Back to his nipples and then down his taut little belly. I loved his stomach, I explored every nuance thoroughly with my tongue. Sean was getting impatient, besides wiggling around on the bed now he was pushing my head down with both hands. His eagerness excited me even more and I delayed going further South as long as I could. When I finally did go down, I went past his dick and started kissing the inside of his legs. I held them firmly as he struggled. I could smell his crotch now, the scent was strong, almost overpowering. Not a bad smell but he probably hadn't had a bath in a day or two. I didn't care it was like the sweetest perfume ever made to me. By the time I was licking his scrotum, the wiggling had turned to writhing and when he took hold of his own dick to relieve himself I gently moved his hand away. "So you want me to suck it now" I asked him rubbing his nuts gently with one hand. He looked at me and nodded, the desire clearly burning in his eyes. "Then tell me." I told him smiling. I wanted to hear him say it. "I want you to suck it." Sean said softly, he was breathing hard. "You want me to suck what?" I asked him, I was having fun. He smiled at me , "I want you to suck my dick, pleeaaase." The "please" was clearly sarcastic. I almost laughed, damn he caught on quick. I leaned over and ran my tongue over the head of his erection making him arch his back. I slowly swallowed the length of his hardness, enjoying the taste and feel of every inch, teasing him as I did. He tried thrusting his hips but I held him down so he couldn't, I was going to make this last as long as possible. I slowly moved my mouth up and down the length of his hard prick, I could feel his legs shaking as they squeezed against my arms. He was letting out soft little grunts and I knew he was on the verge of cumming. I let his hips go and he started pumping away as I moved faster now. It didn't take long before I felt his whole body shudder and his dick spasm as it filled my mouth with his warm cum. I sucked him dry and kept sucking and running my tongue over the sensitive head of his dick until he started trying to push my head away. I knelt over him and released my own hard dick from my pants. I looked down at him still breathing heavy, legs spread apart but now relaxed. He was beautiful and it only took a few strokes before I painted his chest and stomach with my own cum. Sean ran one finger over his chest like he was checking to be sure it really happened. "That was good Sean, thanks." Lame but I didn't know what else to say. He smiled and nodded at me. "It was cool." I got him a towel and insisted he take a shower. I didn't want to take him home covered with my DNA, plus he needed a shower anyway. I drove him home, I found out on the way his mother really was at work. His house was a run down rental near the electronics store. We said our goodbyes and I watched him go in. It had been a long time since I had sex like that, it was great to skip all the doubts and misunderstandings that come with any sex but especially with boys. Sean seemed confident and comfortable with sex and was twenty-five bucks richer besides. I had no doubt that he had enjoyed himself as much as I had and maybe even more. I was already wondering if I would see him again. It was two weeks and three trips to the electronics store before I saw him again. I had thought a lot about him. My initial lust quenched I was again curious about Sean. The house and neighborhood he lived in was pretty much just like the one I grew up in. It seemed clear that our first time wasn't his first time with a man. I didn't feel guilty about paying him for sex but it wasn't the norm for me to have sex with someone I didn't know anything about. So when I saw him again, I gave him a little nod that he returned as I made my way to a deserted part of the store. "How you doing today Sean?" I asked as he approached, I could feel dick already start to harden from the recollection of our last get together. "Good." He replied. "You got a little free time today?" I asked. He nodded, "Yep, same as last time?" Back to being Mr. Ice, all cool and in control. I knew better now and thought about him wriggling, overcome by ecstasy on my bed. "Yeah same as last time." I assumed he meant the money. I had something different in mind for today though. I waited until we were in the car before I told him, "I thought today maybe we could some lunch and talk a bit." "Lunch?" there was skepticism in his voice. "Yeah, I'll still pay you." I told him in case he thought I was trying to short him. He let out a little chuckle "Whatever, its your money." I got drive thru at some fast food place and went to a deserted park near by that had shaded armadas. It was hot so I didn't think anyone else would bother us. We looked like a father and son having a picnic lunch on a balmy 108 degree day. We made some small talk, I asked him about school and other typical boy stuff. Sean didn't like sports but loved heavy metal music. His mother worked at a convenience store and that was pretty much all he offered about her and I didn't push for anymore. He wasn't much of a talker anyway and if I didn't draw things out of him he would be more than happy to say nothing. I had beat around the bush long enough "I take it that you've been with guys before?" Sean gave me his sly smile, the one where he doesn't show any teeth "Uh huh" "Can I ask you how you got started doing it?", that was the question I had been wanting to ask. He shrugged and thought about it "I guess it was my mom's old boyfriend." I should have figured that one. I kept gently asking questions until I got the whole story. Sean's mom had worked nights for a long time and when he was about eleven she had met a man that came to live with them. He would watch Sean while his mom worked. It didn't take to long before watching became touching. When the guy was done he would give the boy a couple of bucks to keep him quiet. After a while the boyfriend had a couple of other friends that would stop by for the same thing. Each time Sean would get a little money. Then one day the boyfriend was arrested for drug possession and disappeared. The friends continued to stop by and instead of a couple of bucks they would give Sean what seemed like a fortune at the time. Evidently mom's boyfriend was selling more than drugs, he was also pimping Sean out. This kept up until they moved a couple of months ago. He didn't mind talking about it, there was no hint of shame in his voice. "I didn't care, they were the dumbfucks paying for it" Sean said "Nice Sean." I said thinking he was deliberately poking fun at me. "Oh yeah." He said laughing. We were done eating and both ready to get out of the heat. "Well I better get you home or do you want to go back to the store?" "Doesn't matter to me, what're you doing now?" He asked in return. I looked at my watch, "Nothing really." "We could still go back to your house, if you wanted to." Sean brought it up like didn't care one way or the other but I wondered if he wasn't a little horny. After he finished his life story I was thinking again about his juicy little cock. "Why don't you just tell me what you want Sean?" I asked in the same teasing tone like the last time we were having sex. He smiled really big, "I want you to suck my dick, pleaaaaaaase.", even more exaggerated than he had before. Thirty minutes later we were at my house I was laying naked my back with my head propped up on a pillow and he was kneeling on my chest and shoulders fucking my face like a champion. He had both hands on my head and I was holding his hips keeping him from falling off. He completely controlled the tempo and was thrusting his hips so fast I was afraid he would accidentally pullout and end up shoving his dick up my nose. He didn't though and came harder in my mouth than last time. When he was done he looked down at me smiling with his prick resting on my face. He reached behind him and leaned back taking my almost painfully hard dick in his hand. "You want me suck you." He asked smiling as he played with my hard-on. Like there was any need to ask "Oh yeah, please suck my dick." I said using the same sarcastic tone he had used earlier. Sean smiled even bigger and turned around. "Oh shit." I couldn't help myself as I felt his mouth on my cock, it was fan-fucking-tastic. It wasn't the best blowjob as far as technique but the view was superb. We were in a sixty-nine position, all I could see was his hot little ass, with his nuts and still semi-rigid penis dangling between his legs. I ran my hands up the back of his legs to his buttocks. I squeezed and gently spread them apart to get a little peek of the pink little balloon knot that hid between his butt cheeks. Sean kept sucking my dick but I was looking at his butt imagining something entirely different. I came in his mouth thinking about his ass. He laid down next to me and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. We were both completely wasted. I had to ask him one more question, "So none of those guys ever did any 'butt stuff' with you?" He looked over at me with his sly little smile again "Not for only twenty-five bucks." I smiled back and nodded, damn I needed to get a price list from him. It took two more "meetings" before I had the balls enough to ask Sean. I had just sucked him off and he was lying below me on his back with a relaxed little smile. I had been thinking about fucking him for two weeks and thought about it the whole time his dick was in my mouth. "You remember when you said that you had done some 'butt stuff' before?" I asked knowing that he would remember. "Yeah?" Sean he asked back. "Well I was wondering how much it would cost me?" I asked awkwardly. He made a little face like he was thinking and then gave me a price which I agreed to trying not to sound to eager. I would have easily paid three times what he had asked. I went to my jeans that were lying on the floor, took the small bottle of lube and condoms out of one of the pockets. I had been carrying them around since he told me that he was open to anal. I took my time and warmed him up good with plenty of lube and my index finger. By the time I thought he was ready for the main event I was pretty worked up and had a hell of a time putting the condom on. I didn't want to wear one but shit, if I was paying to fuck a thirteen year old, I could at least be responsible about it. "You ready?" I asked as I pushed his legs back. I had already pulled him to the edge of the bed so his butt was hanging off the edge. He nodded, "Uh huh, just slow okay?' I looked down at his face and saw vulnerability for the first time. Even though I was bigger and stronger, he had run the show in many ways up to now. I was renting more than just his body, he was giving me his trust by letting me fuck him. Sean may have been experienced but he was still tight and it took a few tries before the the latex encased head of my dick disappeared in his tight little butt hole. He sucked in a long breath through his teeth. "You okay?" I asked with concern. "Uh huh." He replied. He didn't sound okay though. I didn't push any deeper giving his body a chance to adjust to my invasion. When I saw his face relax I continued my advance. I built a slow and steady rhythm moving my cock in and out, slowly pushing deeper into his ass hole, savoring the feeling of being inside him. Absolutely amazing, no other way to describe it other than complete sensory overload. It took only a few minutes before I came so hard I thought I was going to blow out the rubber. I won't lie. I had wanted to fuck him since the moment I saw Sean and his cute little ass. I'm a man and as a man I have an overwhelming desire to stick my dick into things I'm sexually attracted to. I looked down at him realizing how easy it would be to fall in love with this boy. Part of me wanted to tell him right then and there I loved him but it's not what we were about. I paid him and we both had fun, it was a system that worked great. So instead I showed my gratitude by giving him another blow job. After that we started meeting more regularly. I gave him my cell phone number and a roll of quarters and told him to call whenever he had time to get together. We couldn't always go to my house so we ended up having sex in the car at parks or I would take him to my work after everyone was gone. We never had sex at his house though, I didn't want to see inside, how he lived. I didn't worry about the risk, our relationship had definite boundaries and we both knew the rules. I spent a lot of money that summer on him but there weren't any late night phone calls from a distraught boy that I had to explain, no awkward meetings with his parents, no wondering if he would end up freaking out about having sex with some old guy. It wasn't like we weren't friendly. We talked about music and his neighborhood, who got busted by the cops. I told him a little about my childhood and the place I grew up. It was casual and light conversation, he didn't ask me any uncomfortable questions about my family and returned the favor. I bought a couple of his favorite CDs to keep in the car to make the ride to where ever more enjoyable. Yeah, we were friends but it definitely wasn't love. I never asked Sean what he did with all the money he earned. After a few weeks though I decided that he had earned more than I had given him so I came up with an idea for a little bonus. I had seen it done where I work, some vendor performs way beyond expectations so they're treated to lunch or a round of golf. I told him to reserve a whole day for me and I would make it worth his while. I picked Sean up around 10 am on a blazing hot July day. He was used to going to some strange places with me but when we were in the car longer than normal, he started asking where we going like a normal curious boy instead of Mr. Cool. I kept telling him to wait and see. We pulled into the parking lot for Ozzfest and the big ass smile on his face told me that no matter what happened that day it would be worth it. What a day it was blistering heat, sweaty bodies and over 12 hours of insanely loud heavy metal music by bands such as Cradle of Filth, Disturbed and Killswitch Engage, and oh yeah someone's favorite Korn. I didn't mind the music, I watched him most of the day anyway. He looked like he was in his own heavy metal heaven. When we left that night he came away with memories and a new concert t-shirt. He thanked me about a dozen times in the car and when we passed by my work on the ride home, he asked if me I wanted to stop. Its not why we went that day but I wasn't gonna say no. Sean was sitting on the edge of the conference room table with his arms around my neck, still smiling ear to ear. (I can't tell you how many mornings I had to smile when my boss put his fucking donut down right on the spot where Sean's bare ass had been the night before.) "You had a good time today?" I asked already knowing the answer. He smiled even bigger, "Fuck yeah!" He was looking deep in my eyes. I kissed him for the first time just then. My tongue had been just about everywhere it could be on and in that boy except his mouth. We kissed long and hard and only stopped when I had to pull his t-shirt off and then kissed again the whole time I finished stripping him. The sex was different, more intense, it was almost like making love but it still wasn't about love, at least I think it wasn't. I told myself when we were done it wasn't. We got to together a few more times. The sex was better than ever just like the night of the concert. Sean looked at me differently, with more warmth, I won't say with love though. I still paid him and wouldn't think of changing that but it was better, closer. Then he stopped calling. I went back to the electronics store a couple of times but he wasn't there. Finally after putting it off for a couple of weeks I went by his house. I was worried now and I think I already knew what I was going to find. It didn't matter though, when I saw the "For Rent" sign in the front yard of the house it felt like someone had hit me in the nuts with a shovel. My eyes burned as I fought back the tears, telling myself I didn't love him. I told myself that the whole drive home, hoping I would finally believe it.