Date: Fri, 16 Mar 2018 20:30:32 +0100 (CET)
From: smashing@tutanota.com
Subject: Do you like boys Chapter 9

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When I dropped Kyle off his mother asked if I had made any plans for
Thanksgiving which would be the Thursday of the coming week. I had
not. Rose graciously invited me to dinner with Kyle and herself, an
invitation which I quickly accepted. Kyle seemed very happy about it.

After school Monday all three boys, Kyle, of course, Bernie and Tommy,
showed up to do homework which they did quickly. Rather than watching TV
when they were done they sat around the table talking about the upcoming
Christmas play. I went into the dining room to listen in but quickly left,
the boys making it clear I was not a part of it. Turning off the TV I
picked up my book and began reading, ignoring them completely. That would
show them, by God! They didn't even notice. Oh, well.

When it was time for Bernie to leave I ushered both visitors out the
door. Tommy protested, wanting to stay longer. "I'm paid to watch Kyle, not
you two," I explained.

"I've heard THAT before," Bernie said. "Come on Tommy. You can come to my
house for a while."

Apparently this was good enough for Tommy because he left without further
protest. After they were gone I turned to Kyle and said, "Well, finally we
have plenty of time alone. Time for more than just fingers." Dinner could
wait, I had waited long enough for this. He got this wicked smile, grabbed
my hand and pulled me to the bedroom. Apparently he had waited long enough
too. It made me wonder just who had been seducing whom.

"You get naked too," he told me as clothes flew from his body. "I've been
thinking about this since Friday." He was completely nude before I got my
shirt pulled over my head and started working at getting my pants off. I
kept the K-Y in the bedroom, anticipating the need for it.

Kyle had jumped on the bed with his butt raised slightly which he wiggled,
tempting me. "Turn over onto your back," I instructed. "I want to smooch a
little while. You have such a delicious mouth."

"You're such a pervert," he teased.

"Look who's talking you sex maniac." He giggled and I kissed him. I pushed
his legs apart a little and he readily spread them, raising his knees to
give me access. Getting a generous amount of K-Y on a finger I began to
massage his butt hole and resumed kissing.

I laid next to him, our bodies touching and I kissed his lips. My finger
penetrated his rear easily and I began to finger fuck him. He returned the
kiss and soon our tongues were dueling and his breathing was labored. I
moved to kiss his neck and ear lobes then moved down to his chest where I
sucked on his nipples and bit them gently. Kyle was moaning now and I
inserted a second finger and fucked him with two. Kyle was moving his butt
all over like he was trying to fuck himself on my fingers.

"So do me already," he demanded with urgency.

I rolled onto my back and applied some K-Y to my throbbing cock. "Now sit
on it." I told him.

He looked confused so I helped him get into position over me. He quickly
understood what to do and gently lowered himself onto my waiting cock. Once
he was sitting firmly on me, my cock fully buried inside him he paused for
a brief moment, getting accustomed to the mass embedded inside. Placing his
small hands on my chest he leaned forward and began sliding up and down my
manhood.

"You're doing great," I told him for encouragement that he really didn't
need. He smiled at me with eyes half closed and kept on pumping my
cock. His boy dick was rock hard so I reached between his legs and began
stroking him as he fucked himself on my staff. I watched, in wonder, this
four foot, brown haired boy rocking up and down on my cock, his green eyes
half closed in the pleasure he was receiving from my hardened member deep
with in him.

Coupled with my anticipation of this event, my need was too great to hold
off very long. My orgasm built and hit me like a freight train rushing
on. With both hands I held him tight against my crotch, burying my cock as
deeply as possible in his butt as I pumped stream after stream into his boy
pussy. I watched him as I came. His eyes were large with delight and the
expressions on his face showed wonder that a small ten year old boy could
do such a thing to a grown man.

After I was able to relax he laid on my chest with my cock still buried
within him. I kissed him, knowing he still needed some release from the
tension he had built up. I could feel his small hardon throbbing against my
stomach as he lay on top of me.

I propped my head up with a couple pillows. Pulling him upright and towards
my face I told him, "I think it's time to do something about this pesky
thing." Kyle stood on his knees as I took his little nail in my mouth and
massaged it with my tongue. In a minute or so I held his hips and began to
alternately pull him toward me and push him back in a fucking
motion. Quickly he took over and began fucking my mouth.

It took him longer to cum than I had expected. I assumed he had been
jacking off a lot waiting to have sex with me and that was fine with me. It
meant I could have his little boner in my mouth that much longer. But
finally he did cum. Grabbing a fist full of my hair he jammed his crotch
into my face and froze while crying out, "Ahhh."

Then he collapsed on me, panting. I caressed his smooth, silky boy body as
he recovered from a terrific orgasm. When his breathing returned to normal
I ask, "Do you think it's time for dinner or are you full now?"

Giggling he replied, "My butt's full but my tummy's not."

After we had eaten dinner and the dishes were done The two of us went to
the living room and settled on the couch. We watched TV while we cuddled
and exchanged occasional kisses waiting for Rose to show up.

Tuesday the three musketeers showed up right on time. They went to the
dining table without being told and began their homework. Tommy was sitting
across the table, facing me and had his legs spread nicely. While I was
trying to discern the outline of his dick beneath his pants my mind drifted
back to swimming. I was trying to imagine what it was like when it was hard
when I noticed Bernie watching me. Shaking his head with a smirk he went
back to his homework.

When they had all finished they came into the living room and sat next to
me. "Mom says to tell you I won't be here after school tomorrow," Kyle
announce. "She's taking the day off to get ready for Thanksgiving."

"Yeah," Bernie chimed in, "we only have half a day of school tomorrow."

"Thank God!" I shouted, overacting. "I won't have to put up with you
rugrats for at least one day."

Kyle and Bernie shouted their protests and jumped on me. Tommy followed
almost immediately. A couple times I got a handful of Kyle's boy dick and
once I was able to run a hand over Tommy's oversized one. When things
settled down we watched some TV with Kyle and Tommy snuggled on either side
of me. Bernie was sitting at the end of the sofa, away from the closeness.

When it was time for Bernie to go home Kyle and I escorted the two of them
to the door. "I guess you guys are pretty happy about getting out of school
for a while," I said.

Kyle and Bernie agreed enthusiastically but Tommy shrugged his shoulders
and replied, "I guess."

After they left I said to Kyle, "Tommy didn't seem all that happy about
getting out of school."

"Yeah, he doesn't like being alone."

"Will he be alone on Thanksgiving?" I was wondering if I should get an
invitation for him to Rose's.

"I don't think so. He said they were going to have Thanksgiving when we
were talking about it."

Kyle suddenly grabbed my hand and started pulling. "Come on! We won't be
alone again until Monday and I want a blow job." Kids -- Ya gotta love `em.



I had very little work to do on Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving
which was the start of a four day weekend so I planned on going to the city
to pick up some things. From Friday until a couple days after Christmas the
stores would be packed so this was a good time to shop. I had just finished
a late lunch when I heard someone at my door.

"Hi, Mr. J. I came to visit you." Tommy's bright face beamed up at me.

"Well, come in. I have to leave for the city in a little while but you can
stay until then." Tommy's diminutive form zipped into my home as he shed
his coat.

"Thanks Mr. J," he said as he plopped himself on my sofa. "Whatcha doin' in
the city?" I looked him over. Well groomed as always, he was wearing a blue
and white striped tee shirt that was tight and clung to his skinny
body. The blue jeans that must have been left over from last year were snug
and had given me a good view of his bubble butt as he walked to the sofa.

"I need to pick up some things and want to get it done before the Christmas
shoppers fill the stores."

"I could come with you." Tommy's eager, hopeful face gazed up at me. I was
tempted to let him come but I could just imagine the headline:

LOCAL MAN ARRESTED FOR KIDNAPPING

No thanks. "Sorry Tommy but I don't think your parents would like someone
they don't really know taking their boy out of town." He looked very
disappointed. I glanced at the clock. "Your parents just went to work,
didn't they?"

"Yeah, and I can't even go to school."

"It must be tough, being alone all the time." He didn't say anything but
nodded agreement and his eyes became a little wet. Sitting next to him I
hugged him and he leaned into me to be closer.

"You can stay here until it's time for me to leave. Maybe you could go over
to Bernie's. The two of you are friends."

"There's nobody home at Bernie's."

"Well, maybe you could visit Kyle for a while."

"I don't know where he lives." I gave him directions and he said he
understood. He looked very somber so I let my hand drift to his stomach
where I gave him a quick tickle.

Jumping with a giggle he said, "Don't."

"Don't do this?" I asked, tickling him more.

Laughing he moved away. "You better not do that."

"What if I do?" I challenged.

"I'll punch you," he answered defiantly.

I tickled him again and he gave me a playful punch on the arm. "You hit
me!" I shouted. Tommy was still smiling but looked a little unsure. "You
hit me," I repeated grabbing him and pulling him back to me. "Do you know
what I'm going to do now?"

Now he wasn't so sure I was playing and started looking worried. "Do you
have any idea?" I repeated.

He shook his head. "No."

"I'm going to tickle you till you pee your pants!" I attacked him, tickling
his stomach, sides, legs and any where else I thought might be
ticklish. During the process I was able to squeeze his dick a couple times
and feel his nuts. He didn't seem to mind.

When I stopped it took a bit for Tommy to stop giggling. "I guess that will
teach you to hit me," I said.

"You didn't make me pee my pants," he announced as he prepared to run.

"I wouldn't really do that," I said. "It would be just plain cruel to make
you walk home with wet pants." I pulled him to me in a hug once more. It
was almost time for me to leave and I wanted to comfort the lonely boy
before I did.

Tommy was quite for a minute then he asked, "Is Kyle gay?"

Surprised I answered, "That's something you have to ask Kyle. What makes
you ask that?"

"Bernie said he was."

"Do you think Kyle is gay?"

"I don't know. Sometimes I guess?" Tommy replied with some doubt.

"Would it be alright if Kyle was gay?"

Tommy giggled. "Sure."

The conversation was beginning to get very interesting but I really had to
go if I wanted to get back at a reasonable time. I got my things together
and ushered Tommy out the door as I was leaving.


Thanksgiving was great. I went over to Rose's early to help with the
preparations and we had a lot of good conversation. I spent time playing
with Kyle, nicely of course. He kept trying to get me into his bedroom on
various excuses but I decided before hand that today was going to be a G
rated day.

Rose was a superb cook and the dinner couldn't have been better. Besides
the traditional turkey, stuffing,cranberries, mashed potatoes, candied yams
and green beans she had freshly baked bread and rolls. One of the purchases
I had made in the city was a bottle of wine for the meal and even Kyle was
allowed a small glass.

After dinner and dishes we all went for a short walk around the
neighborhood. The weather was fairly brisk so it was a short walk. None of
us really wanted to watch football so Kyle chose a movie to watch. Kyle sat
next to me and his hand kept wandering to my lap to play. Finally I sat him
on my lap and wrapped my arms around him so he would stop.


After the movie I decided it was time for me to go home. Rose loaded me up
with left overs and at the door I thanked her for the wonderful meal then
turning to Kyle said, "I'll see you Monday."

"Oh, I'll come over tomorrow."

"You will not," Rose spoke sternly. "You are over there five days a
week. Give him a break. Besides, I want to spend time with my little
darling." She pulled Kyle in for a hug and he rolled his eyes.

"It would just be for a little while, Mom."

"I said no and I meant no. I don't want to hear any more about it. You are
spending the entire day with me." Kyle sighed heavily, resigned to a long
weekend with his mother.


Friday my company wasn't open for business so there was only a skeleton
crew keeping things on the Internet and I, thankfully, was not a part of
it. Consequently I was wearing nothing but sweet pants, tee shirt and no
shoes or socks. I didn't plan on going out or seeing anyone so I didn't
even shave.  Around noon I made a sandwich from leftover turkey and had
some stuffing to go with it.

I was well settled in a the computer browsing around the Internet when I
heard someone at the door. As soon as I opened it Tommy walked through.
His coat flew towards the sofa and slid to the floor."Hi Mr. J.  I came to
visit," he said cheerfully as he turned to face me.

He was wearing the same blue and white tee and what looked like the same
jeans. The jeans were tight enough I could easily see the bulge of his
oversized boy dick. Seeing that it was 1:30 I made the logical deduction.
"I guess your parents just went to work."

Tommy looked a little disheartened. "Yeah. Are you gonna make me leave?"

"You're lucky. I don't have to work today so you can stay for a while."
This got a big smile from Tommy. "What did you want to do while you're
here?"

He shrugged. `I dunno." Then smiling he added, "You can tickle me again."

"Tickle you?" I roared. "Again?" I grabbed him, picked him up and carefully
threw him on the sofa where I attacked his ribs, stomach and legs. He
squirmed a lot as he laughed almost hysterically. I got in a few feels as
we played and again, he didn't seem to mind.

When I finished tickling he was on his back with his head at one end of the
sofa and I was sitting by his legs with my hand resting on his belly, both
his hands holding my in case I tried something. He was catching his breath
with an occasional aftershock of giggles. I retrieved my hand, pulling it
toward me, letting my fingers trail over the bulge in the front of his
pants.

He gave me a quizzical look then, sitting up with his legs crossed facing
me. After thinking for a moment he said, "You're gay, aren't you." It was
more of a statement than a question.

"Well," I responded, "I think most of the gay community would disagree with
that. Don't you think there would be some old guy sharing my bed if I was
gay?"

It took a few minutes of thinking before he replied, "No. You might be gay
even if you don't have an old guy in bed. Maybe you do it with Kyle."

Oh, Shit! I was desperately trying to think of something to save myself
when Tommy said, "I can suck your dick."

I felt like I had taken a punch to the jaw that left me reeling. "You can?"

"Uh huh."

The world was starting to come back into focus for me. "You've done that
before?"

"Yeah, me and my cousin Bobby used to do it to each other all the time."

"Where is Bobby now?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe Iraq. He joined he Army. He used to come to my house
when mom and dad worked."

"I see," I said as I tried to pull some kind of order out of what had just
happened.

"Do you want me to suck it or not?" Tommy demanded.

"Yeah, I'd like that." Tommy started to get off the sofa. "But wait a
minute. You like doing this?"

Tommy grinned, nodded his head and replied, "Yeah."

"What else did you and Bobby do?"

"Sometimes we fucked but we liked sucking better. Can I suck your dick
now?"  I was still in a daze. "Yeah. Sure," I responded not really knowing
what I was saying.

He moved, positioning himself between my legs on his knees. I watched as he
pulled my sweats down and hooked them beneath my balls. Without handling it
he took my languid dick in his mouth. Rearing his head back he stretched my
soft, slightly squishy member and then let it return to repeat the
action. I felt the thrill of my cock becoming hard and watched as Tommy
could take less and less of it in his mouth.

I watched as his red head bobbed over my cock. His delicate lips slid up
and down my shaft, glistening with saliva, in perfect rhythm. His tongue
pressed firmly against my cock as it traversed my length. Those beautiful
blue eyes were nearly closed as he sucked my cock and I could hear him
moaning softly. Backing off he held my rod with one hand and admired it
with a very contented look. Diving farther down between my legs he captured
a ball in his mouth and began to torture me with his tongue as he sucked.

Coming up for air he licked the entire length of my shaft and then took me
in his mouth again. He worked my hardon with such zeal I soon felt a need
growing deep in my nuts. "Oh Gawd Tommy. I'm going to cum!" My words only
encouraged him to work me harder and when I came I thought my nuts would
blow themselves into Tommy's mouth. He took it all and kept sucking.

Finally I tapped him on his red head and said, "That's all I have,
Tommy. I'm done."

"I know," he said softly. "It's just been a long time."

He laid his head on my bare hip and licked cum that dribbled from my
pisshole. "You've missed sucking your cousin." When I said it it was half
question and half statement of the obvious fact.

"Yes." It was a wistful comment on his present life.

"Then I bet you missed him sucking you even more."

He looked up at me with cautious hope in those striking blue eyes. "Yes."

Then get those clothes off so I can take care of that. He sprang up like a
jack-in-the-box, pulling the tight shirt over his head. His boner was
plainly visible through the tight jeans he wore. That must have been
uncomfortable for him to have it pinned down like that. Stepping on his
shoes he pulled his feet free while he unfastened his jeans and pulled them
off, removing his socks in the process. His underwear came off last and he
stood anxiously before me, naked. I admired this beautiful boy form waiting
for me to take action.

The pale cast of his creamy skin was uniform from head to toe without the
interruption of a tan line. If he had been darker I would have wondered if
he spent time nude under a sunlamp but he was much too pale for that. His
pink nipples were only slightly darker that the surrounding area. His long,
thin boner stood proudly below his slightly recess navel. He had grown from
his normal three inch dick to four inches, perhaps even a bit more and
still the foreskin covered the tip and then some. His nuts clung tightly in
their wrinkled sack.

"That's a nice one," I said as I reached out to grasp it.

"Bobby always said it was really big."

"For a ten year old boy, it's huge," I reassured him. I held his throbbing
member to find it was hot and hard as only a boy's boner can get. Pushing
Tommy back a step I knelt in front of him. Stroking his boy cock brought a
sigh from Tommy. Pulling the skin down easily uncovered his swollen
purplish head. He kept himself clean and I had no qualms about sucking it.

I licked it like a lollipop for a minute then took him in my mouth and sank
down to the base of his boner where the smooth skin of his lower belly
touched my nose. His boy cock touched the back of my mouth at the entrance
to my throat. Never had I had a boy this young penetrate me so deeply. I
began to suck him, peeling back the skin covering the head each time I went
down on him.

Tommy was quiet, emitting only a soft `mmmm' when I started sucking him. I
didn't mind. I was in heaven sucking another boy's dick. I sucked him
slowly in order to prolong my pleasure as well as Tommy's. Each time I went
down on him the tip of his dick tickled my tonsils and each time up my
tongue swirled the soft, loose skin gathered past the head. I paused in my
work on his boy hardon to suckle his small nuts. Fitting both of them in my
mouth I rolled them around as I poked and prodded them with my tongue. His
slender pole gleamed wetly in front of my eyes.

Going back to sucking his dick I continued my task of
pleasure. Continuously up and down with the consistency of a
metronome. Tommy began to breath hard, the only indication that he would
soon have his boy orgasm. By the size of his nuts I was sure it was gong to
be as dry as Kyle's. Soon his breathing stopped altogether and he lifted up
on his toes, his young body rigid as he felt the throes of pleasure from a
blowjob.

I continued to suck until Tommy touched my head and said, "That's enough."
Taking a step back from me he gave a contented sigh and began dressing. His
still wet boner was beginning to sag as he pulled on his underwear. I sat
back on the sofa and watched as he dressed.

When he had finished he still had said nothing so I commented, "Well, I
don't know about you but I enjoyed that."

With a guilty look he responded, "Yeah, it was great." He paused, thinking
and continued. "Can we do this again sometime?"

I chuckled. "I think we can probably work something out so you can have a
good sex life." He got this funny but pleased look like kids weren't
supposed to have a sex life and he had just gotten away with something.

"So do you do it with Kyle?"

"Tommy, the only person who knows who I do it with is the person I do it
with. If you want to know about Kyle's sex life maybe you should ask him
about it instead of me."

"Yeah, OK," was his disappointed response.

"You've asked about that a couple times. Do you want to have sex with
Kyle?"

He shrugged. "I guess it would be OK. He's a nice guy and I like him."

"Well, maybe you will some day," I said thinking about how best to get both
of them naked together. I pulled Tommy to me and tickled him some more.