Date: Mon, 13 Feb 2012 15:57:17 -0500
From: David Williams <euless.horny.guy@gmail.com>
Subject: Devon

I live in a large apartment complex in the suburbs of Dallas. My building
is two-stories with the exterior open-air vestibule giving access to four
apartments - two on each floor. I've lived here alone on the first floor
since I graduated college two years ago.

It was a sweltering June Saturday amidst one of those unusual heat waves
that you hear about on the evening news. I was awakened at about 7 AM by
noise outside. I sleep in the nude so I opened my door and poked my head
around to see new tenants moving in upstairs. There were the parents, a boy
around 9, and another boy around 12. There were three other men helping
unload the long U-Haul. I smiled and nodded my head in acknowledgment of
their presence. The 12-year-old, noticing that I had obviously just been
awakened, shrugged and said "Sorry for the noise."

I smiled a little bigger smile, a genuine smile, and said, "No
problem. Better to get as much done now before it gets even hotter," and
closed the door. It was already about 85 degrees and humid.

I went to my window and stood back a few feet so I couldn't be seen. There
aren't many kids living in these apartments so I was happy to see them. The
older boy had a cherubic smile with cute dimples. He was about 5'0" and
lanky. His hair was blond, a very light flaxen, close cut on the sides
while the top and back were longer. He had a dark suntan which provided a
perfect milieu for his golden hair. He was absolutely adorable!

Each time he would go to the trailer to try to help, one of his parents
would find fault in whatever he was trying to do. I could see he was
already getting bored.

I went back to sleep for a couple of hours and re-awoke at about 9:30. I
showered and went outside to walk my dog. The two boys were running around
the front of the building horse playing. They both had their shirts off and
were wearing only baggy short pants and Nike's. As soon as they saw me,
they both ran in my direction.

"Sorry about waking you up before," apologized the older boy slightly out
of breath. "I'm Devon and this is Shawn," pointing to his younger sibling.

"It's really a hot day to be moving," I said feebly trying to come up with
something to start a conversation. "I'm Dave."

Just then, their mother walked down the stairs and told Shawn to get ready
because "they're going to be here any minute," and then she walked back
upstairs barely acknowledging my presence.

Devon answered the quizzical look on my face by explaining that some
relatives who the kids have never met before were coming to pick Shawn up
for the day because they have a son the same age. Shawn said "bye" and
bounced up the steps skipping every other one. I told Devon that I was
going to walk my dog around the back of the building, and started
walking. My dog and Devon both followed.

He talked non-stop. I think he was really glad to see someone who paid
attention to him this morning. He told me that he is moving here from
Atlanta; his dad just got transferred by the army; he was indeed just 12
years old and he was really nervous about being in a new place.

As we made our circle back to the front of the building, his father and the
helpers were pulling up the skids ready to return the U-Haul. He shouted
from the parking lot, "Shawn's left. Momma's in the apartment
unpacking. Keep out of her way. I'll be back soon." Devon looked
disappointed. I said, "Why don't you go with `em."

"He always says `I'm in the way.' He never wants me to go anywhere with
him."

As he spoke, he looked down at the ground. I said that I was going to
movies in the afternoon and maybe he could go. I figured it was worth a
shot. His eyes lit up instantly and the cherubic smile
returned. "Yeah. What are you going to see?"

"I haven't decided yet." Want to ask your mom if it's okay? It'll be my
treat."

Without answering he ran upstairs and disappeared behind the half opened
door. Emerging only seconds later, still with the big smile and wide eyes,
he hollered down, "I can go!"

With that, he hopped on the wooden railing and rode it backwards
downstairs. Midway he suddenly yelled, "Ouch! Shit!" and then sheepishly
looked at his open apartment door waiting for his mother to appear there to
chastise him. She didn't.

When he reached to bottom, he said he got some splinters and it hurt. I
said I was sure his mom would help get them out. He said if he bothered his
mom, she would just yell at him and probably punish him for getting in her
way. She probably wouldn't let him go to movies and would make him stay in
his new room for the rest of the day. He asked me if I would help.

We walked into my apartment. I wasn't sure exactly what I was supposed to
be doing. He said he can feel the splinters on both sides of his butt. I
turned him around and eyed his cute perfectly formed bubble butt. There was
no way to remove the splinters without removing his pants. I pointed him to
the bedroom. Without any further direction, he walked into the bedroom and
took his short pants off. He was wearing red, white and blue Superman
underpants. His back was still toward me and the ass that I thought was so
cute before just got even cuter. My dick was hard.

I told Devon that his underwear was torn where one of the splinters had
lodged. Still with his back toward me, he took them off to look. I saw his
small hairless balls momentarily as he slipped his other leg out of his
underwear. There he was standing with his creamy tan smooth ass pointed
right at me. His back was lean and muscular with absolutely no
imperfections anywhere. There was a noticeable tan line about two inches
above the crack of his ass. His butt was perfectly formed. Not an ounce of
fat - just firm muscle. I just stared while my hard-on throbbed in my
pants. I was wearing no underwear and knew if he turned around, it would be
real obvious. I tried to adjust my meat.

He disrupted my trance by reminding me that the splinters were hurting. I
suggested a plan of action. I told him we should clean the area first with
alcohol and that it may sting a little. I brought to the bedside a bottle
of alcohol and a pair of tweezers. I said it may be easier if he laid
down. Without hesitation he laid face down on my bed, and fluffed the
pillow under his face. His butt cheeks opened slightly almost exposing his
hairless hole. I sat down on the edge of the bed and splashed a little
alcohol into my hands and then warned him it may be a little cold. With
that, I gently placed one hand onto each cheek of his young butt. His
globes were warm and firm. I rubbed the alcohol gently. In a moment, he
twitched and said I had just hit one of the splinters. I grabbed the
tweezers and put my face down to his ass cheeks to find the splinter. My
nose was actually touching his ass as I sniffed the young boy-sweat. I
found six splinters and removed them. I asked if he felt anymore and he
said that I got them all. I asked him if he wanted me to rub some lotion to
make it feel better. He eagerly accepted.

I squirt some thick vitamin E body lotion into my hands and rubbed my hands
together to warm it up. Then I again placed both hands on his cheeks and
started to massage gently. I made circular motions on his butt and my hands
glided across his smooth skin. Each motion outward caused his ass cheeks to
spread fully exposing his dark pink hairless rosebud. I felt my dick ready
to burst as I was massaging this innocent boy's butt and staring at his
beautiful little hole. I squirted a little more lotion onto my hands and
started massaging the back of his thighs. As I did, he readjusted himself
so his legs spread apart a little more. I could now clearly view his
hairless balls. He had definitely started puberty already. The sack was tan
with a distinct divider line going up the middle toward the base of his
cock. As I massaged the inside of his thighs, he moved again. I wasn't sure
if he was just readjusting himself or if he had slowly humped my bed. Or
both. I would love to see his cock right now. I was sure he was hard.

I massaged closer to his nuts and almost up the crack of his ass. There it
was again. He moved. It was an ever-so-slight hump. Almost whispering, I
asked if it felt okay. He enthusiastically said, "Better than okay!"

I asked him if he wanted me to stop now so we could go back outside. "Do we
have to?" he whined.

"We can stay here as long as you want," I responded.

"Good. Then keep going. It feels reeeeeally good!"

I massaged more and I noticed his humping became a little more obvious. I
was now massaging almost into his crack when he pushed his ass slightly
upwards making my hand move right into his butt crack.

"Can I ask you something?" Devon said in a hushed, almost guttural voice,
still with his face tucked in the tightly clenched pillow.

"Sure. What?"

"If I asked you to do something, would you do it?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"You won't get mad at me for asking if you don't want to do it?"

"You can ask me anything you want to," I assured him.

Again, almost whispering, he said, "Lick it."

I wasn't sure if he really told me to lick him or if I only imagined that
what I was hoping for was coming true. I said, "I'm not sure I heard
you. Tell me again what you want me to do."

"Lick it with your tongue?" Devon hopefully whispered.

No arm-twisting needed here. My cock was engorged and throbbing from
rubbing his sweet butt cheeks.

"Okay," I replied. "We can try that if you want."

"Okay. But you don't think I'm weird or anything for asking you to do that,
do you?"

"Not at all. I think I'll like it. Tell me how it feels."

"Uh-huh."

"Why don't you turn over on your back and I'll lay down with my face down
there between your legs," I requested.

Without hesitation, he turned over. He took his right hand and laid it on
top of his dick.

"I don't want you to be embarrassed being undressed in front of me. Do you
want me to take off my clothes, too," I asked hopefully.

"I don't care."

"If you do just tell me and I will."

"It doesn't matter to me," Devon replied not wanting to admit that he wants
to see me undressed.

"Well, if you do, just say so."

"Go ahead. It won't bother me."

It seemed like it took me only a second to knock my shoes off, and rip off
my T-shirt and pants. I stood before him wearing only a pair of white
socks. I don't want to waste another second. "I'll leave the socks on," I
thought.

Devon stared at my raging hard-on. My dick was just a little over six and a
three-quarters inches and thicker than most. I had a line of hair beginning
to grow from my crotch to my belly button. My chest was smooth and lean. I
let Devon take in the view.  From the foot of the bed, I climbed on and
crawled up between his warm, hairless legs. He still had his right hand
covering his dick. I lay there with my mouth breathing against his hand. I
licked his hand and said, "Let's see what's under there."

He smiled and hesitantly moved his hand. His cock was everything I had
imagined. He was uncircumcised and had about 4 inches, and it was about as
thick as a mop handle. The foreskin, while snugly hiding his treasure, gave
way easily so half his head popped through. The color of his cock was as
creamy tan as his arm and stood out from the whiteness of his tan line. He
had some light colored hairs right at the base of his hard-on. His balls
were now completely relaxed and hung down toward his crack. I looked up at
Devon and commented that I thought his cock was pretty big for someone who
had just turned twelve.

"Really?"

"Yeah!" and with that I blew some air onto his hard cock and watched it
twitch.

"Do you want me to use my tongue on that too?"

"I don't care," he again whispered.

"Well, if you do, just let me know."

I told him to lift his legs up a little. With no further prodding, he
readjusted himself so that his butt-hole was aimed right at my mouth. His
legs were up in the air. My hands were outstretched onto his stomach and
chest. I started to lick just below his hairless balls. He groaned almost
inaudibly. I then worked my way down circling around his sweet hole tasting
the slightly salty boy-sweat. His butt was as clean as if he had just
stepped out of the shower, except for the taste of dry sweat. I continued
to lick all around his hole but avoided tonguing him dead center. He
brought his legs down so that they leaned all their weight on my back. He
took his left leg and pressed it against the back of my head silently
telling me to stick my tongue up his ass. I obliged.

I first licked at his pink hole wetting it good. Then I darted my tongue
into his hole. His muscle was very tight and seemed to lock onto my
tongue. I withdrew my tongue only to have him push my head in tighter with
his leg again. I tongued his hot hole again and again. His boy hole was now
well-lubricated with my spit. He held my head tight with his leg. While I
couldn't see him, I felt the rhythm of his beating off - his arm banging up
and down against mine. I pulled my head back to watch him. My mouth was
right at the base of his dick.  He stopped jerking and pointed the head of
his cock south toward my mouth inviting me to take over. I scooted up a
little and received the hot throbbing boy meat into my mouth. Devon's
breathing became heavy. I easily took the entire length into my throat. I
pulled my left arm back and worked my hand down to his butt crack and
probed with my middle finger. It was still wet. I found his hot slimy
pucker hole. I slid my finger in just a little. There was no resistance. I
slowly eased my middle finger in deeper and deeper. My finger was now all
the way inside his warm rectum. As I fingered him fully, I went down all
the way on his cock. I felt his meat swell up. I could feel that he was so
excited already that he was on the brink of cumming.

He stretched out his legs completely and I could see his toes stretched to
the hilt. His boy-cock was rock hard and throbbing. I buried my face in his
groin. His pulsating cock hit the back of my throat. His hands grabbed the
back of my head and he pushed down. At the same time, Devon pushed his hips
upward forcing his cock as deep as it could go into my face. My finger was
still buried up his ass. I knew he was ready to cum. His breathing was
heavy. With a final push of his hips, the first squirt of his sweet boy
juice went down my throat. I pushed my finger in harder. He squirt again. I
slowly released my finger as Devon shot again and again. Six
squirts. Forceful squirts. Much more than I expected. More liquid than
thick. I could barely taste his sweet cum because he had shoved it so far
down my throat. Then I released my mouth and continued to milk his cock
with my right hand. Several more drops of juice glistened on the tip of his
meat. I could feel his heart pounding. I looked up at him only to find him
staring back down at me proctoring my actions. His eyes were wide open as
if he were amazed.  I held onto his throbbing dick for a moment.

"Was that all right," I asked while gently squeezing his still quivering
cock.

"Yeah. Great!" He hesitated then asked, "We don't have to go yet, do we?"

"No. We can stay here as long as you want," I reassured Devon.

The next words out of his mouth were an even bigger surprise that the "lick
me" request. "Would you do it some more?" he shyly asked.  His cock had
lost absolutely none of its hardness. Without further prompting, I guided
his wet cock back into my mouth. I went up and down while swirling my
tongue around his cock. I licked off the last drops of boy cum. I pushed it
in further while the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat. My finger
was now buried as far as it would go probing his warm moist insides.

My neck was hurting so badly I could take it no more despite my innermost
desires to continue. I released his cock from my mouth. I told Devon to
move over a little. He moved to his left. I positioned myself lying on my
side to his right with my head at hip level. I guided him onto his side
where he promptly began face-fucking me. I put my right hand between his
legs and helped push his ass toward my face. I worked my finger back into
his crack. With only the mildest pressure, the muscle gave way allowing my
middle finger to reenter the small tight hole. As my finger went past the
muscle, he pumped into my mouth a little harder. When he pumped, he pulled
his dick almost all the way out before thrusting it back in. My lips and my
jaws hurt but not enough for me to stop.

Gradually, I worked my way from my lying on my side to lying on my
back. Devon continued to face fuck me without interruption. I switched my
right hand on his ass with my left hand. My middle finger was again deep
inside his small cavity. My right hand was now free to work on my own dick
that remained near orgasm now for the last half hour.

While face fucking me, Devon slowed to turn and watch me work my own
cock. I was jerking it fast. Devon reached behind him and stretched his
hand out toward my dick to take over. He just held onto it at first. He
seemed to stop paying attention to his cock in my mouth and seemed
thoroughly intrigued by looking and feeling mine. He started jerking me off
slowly with his hand awkwardly twisted backwards. He stopped long enough to
spit onto his hand and then promptly applied his spit to my dick. His hot
moist hand brought me to the edge again. I held onto his hand to stop him
or I would shoot. He resisted and kept jerking. I said I wanted to wait a
little longer. He relented and stopped. He withdrew his cock entirely from
my mouth and sat back on my chest. His boy cock was still pointed toward
the ceiling and his balls rested on my chest. Devon repositioned himself
backward a few inches so that my dick was now resting against his ass.

Devon again grabbed my dick and started rubbing it against the crack in his
ass. He sat up and leaned forward introducing his asshole to the tip of my
cock. He moved back a little and pressed his wet asshole against my dick. I
spit onto my hand and rubbed it into his hot hole. He sat back a little
more. My dick bent because the tight hole would not give way. Devon tried
again. I couldn't believe that this young boy wanted me to fuck him. I just
stared at him almost as if I was having an out-of-body experience. I
couldn't believe it was really me getting ready to fuck this cute 12-year
old boy.

He pushed again. The muscle gave way and the head of my cock slipped
in. His hairless asshole gripped my dick head tightly. Devon winced and
pulled up releasing my cock. Before I could tell him that he didn't have to
do this, he sat back down on my cock. This time my dickhead entered his
tight moist rectum. Then Devon did all the work - slowly working up and
down, up and down, each time allowing a little bit more of my throbbing
cock to enter him. He soon had my dick all the way inside. His tight little
hole was hot and wet.

I reached forward and began jerking him off. As he made the last thrust
sitting all the way down on my cock, he reached for my hand and pushed it
away. He wanted to wait, too.

I told him I couldn't hold back much longer. He said for me to go ahead and
cum inside his ass. My thrusting motion was in concert with his. I could
feel my throbbing cock getting ready to explode inside this boy's small
asshole. I told Devon I was getting ready. My thrusting became heavier as
did my breathing. I moaned loudly and told Devon that this was the best
feeling ever! I reached for his dick. I was cumming. I started jerking his
dick as mine started to spurt inside of him. I thrusted deeper and moaned
louder. "I'm cummmmmmmming!"

I squirt stream after stream of thick spunk into this young boys tight
little ass. I pumped deep into his hairless boy butt. My hot jism kept
squirting inside of him. As my thrusting slowed, I could feel Devon's dick
hardening. I jerked faster and felt him getting ready. Just as the first
squirt landed on my chest, I pulled my dick out of his wet ass. A loud
ecstatic "Ahhhhhhh!" came from Devon. His second squirt went further than
his first landing on my chin. The next squirt oozed into my belly button. I
kept jerking and he squirt two more times. The sweet smelling boy-juice ran
over my thumb.

Devon just sat there with a look of total contentment! I was smiling in
amazement that sex could be so good. Devon leaned forward and collapsed
onto my chest. I hugged him and he just looked at me.

I tried to read his expression but was unsure what he was thinking. He
looked me in the eyes and leaned forward. Devon pressed his lips to mine.

This is going to be a long, hot summer!