Date: Tue, 1 May 2001 04:02:26 EDT
From: Kevroc54321@aol.com
Subject: The Education of Joshua, Part 8

THE EDUCATION OF JOSHUA
Part Eight

This story contains fictional depictions of intimate situations between an
adult male and at least one minor male.  If your do not wish to read this
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Memories abound on the subject of Joshua, as plentiful as they are
wonderful.  As this youngster grew from pre-teen to teen and then young
man, he simply improved along with maturity.  There were of course the
occasional blips in his behavior which belied the fact that we were indeed
following the progress of a boy, but overall he was straight and true.

One Friday afternoon I chanced to come home early from work, and lo and
behold it was sunny out.  The sun wasn't down yet!  Geeze!  I hadn't
witnessed this phenomenon in quite a while......  It was almost
unbelievable that I would be driving HOME in the daylight, arriving in my
driveway when I didn't have to use headlights to see the hedges, and then
walk into my house and not have to turn the lights on to see everything.
Totally cool!

I threw down my coat and briefcase and headed into the bathroom to
alleviate the pressures of a long ride home.

"Michael?  Are you home?"  It was Josh.

"No, but nevertheless there is a stranger peeing in Michael's toilet," I
kidded.

"Well," Josh said, "I have seen stranger things, for sure."

"Oh?  Have you now?" I came back....

"Yup, but my lips are sealed," and he mimed a zippered set of lips.

"Hmmmm, that's a shame.  Such wonderful and talented lips, too...."

Josh gave me a medium punch in the shoulder.

"Hey!" I shrieked as I lost my balance and nearly missed my target.

"Don't worry," he said, "it looks like you have things well in hand."

"Ha.....Ha," I retorted.

"What are you doing home so early?" Josh asked.

"Aw, the chains of work let loose for a day, and here I am among mortal men
again."

"Whatever."

"So, what are you doing?  No homework?" I inquired.

"Heck no!  Not on a Friday!  I am bored poopless, man.  I tried to get my
dad to take Chris and I to the ball game, but Chris is supposed to go to a
birthday party and my dad says his back hurts and he doesn't wanna go sit
for 3 hours in their hard chairs."

"There's a ball game today?" I brightened.

"OH!  Good Idea!  Let's go!  I'll go ask my dad!" and before I could even
comment he whooshed out my front door, once again entering his house before
my door ever closed.

He was gone about 10-15 minutes, and came back over quickly, just sticking
his head in the front door.

"Chris wants to go too, is that OK?  Dad says that I can't go unless we
take Chris too."

"I thought Chris was going to a birthday party?" I asked.

"Well, he was gonna, but when I asked if I could go with you, he called and
told them he wasn't coming," he answered.

"Well sure, I don't see any reason why not," and again the Whoosh Boy
jettisoned himself from my front porch and arrived somehow magically into
his front door before my door again closed.

He and Chris showed back up in about 3 minutes, changed, sunglasses (boy
these two blonde boys looked about as cute as could be in t-shirts, loose
shorts, and sunglasses.  What a day!  Off from work early, and I get to
escort these two beauties to a ball game.  Yippee!!!

I asked if they would both use the bathroom, and I noticed that Chris had
(for his young body size) a raging hard-on that was sticking straight out,
tenting his shorts.  Josh was gone off to my bathroom, so I asked Chris
what was going on.

"I dunno," he replied, "I remember that time I was over here and I did it
with you in your butt while you sucked on Josh, and how it felt, and I
can't get it to go down now" he giggled.

"Well, I can't do anything about that right n-o-w," I said....

"Aw!  It is r-e-a-l-l-y stiff!" he quietly implored, "Feel!" and he jutted
his pelvis toward me.

Dutifully I grazed my hand in an upward manner across his groin, causing
his erect boyhood to go up, and then flop back down.

"Yup, pretty stiff alright," I observed, giving him a wink.

"Can't we do it before we go to the game?  It felt sooooo good last time,"
he begged.

"Maybe afterwards, we'll see what happens and how it goes, I guess......"

"Aw!  I promise I won't say anything to anyone ever anytime no matter
what," he continued.

"Try taking a pee when Josh is done, and see if that makes it go down some,
ok?  And then maybe when we get home after the game we can see if we have
enough time to take care of that poor baby," I suggested.

"Okay....." he whined.

Josh came out and Chris went into the bathroom.  "Ok, I'm ready" Josh
announced.

"Cool, we will go as soon as Chris is out, OK?"

The phone rang.

Josh and I raced to answer it, and I won, but not by much.

"Hello?  Oh hi.  Yeah, we are just about ready to go.  Oh?  Ok, I don't see
any problem with that.  What time will you be back?  Yeah, if it is too
late I will just fold out my couch bed and they can sleep there until
morning, if you want.  Yeah, I guess that would be ok.  I can order a Pay
Per View movie or something, and we can just plan on their staying
overnight, that way I won't have to wake them up when you get home.  And in
case you get home later, no problem, OK?  Cool.  Nah, no problem, the game
is a good idea, and Friday night is just kick back and watch the boob tube
for me anyway.  OK, bye for now."

In unison, both Chris and Joshy cheered, AND they looked at each other and
winked.

Um, ok....

The game was pretty good, with the local home team trailing by only 1 run
in the bottom of the 5th inning, with one out.  Chris and Josh said they
were thirsty, and had to go pee again.  They vowed to be right back, so I
decreed that they would turn into toads if they weren't back in about 10
minutes.  Off they went.

After about 20 minutes, I looked back up the stairway and saw no sight of
them, and so got up to go see what candy stand or mischief they had gotten
themselves into.  I looked for about 5 minutes, and was beginning to worry
a bit.  Not in the bathroom, not at the hot dog stand.  I turned left to go
by the beer stand on the way to the next set of bathrooms, and I heard
Chris' laff behind one of the concession stands.  I trod quietly, and found
he and Josh having a soda.  At least Chris was.  Josh had a 24 oz cup of
beer that was nearly 2/3's of the way gone, and when he saw me coming he
chugged the last 1/3.  Oh NO!

"Josh, was in the heck are you doing?!" I said.

"Nothing," he replied.

"That was about 24 oz's of nothing!  Did you drink that by yourself, or did
Chris help?" I calmly inquired.

"I don't like beer" Chris interjected.

"Josh, did you just chug-a-lug that whole cup of beer?"  There was no use
in asking how he got it, that was at least somewhat obvious.

Josh sorta unwantingly belched with extreme resonance and volume, and he
and Chris both laffed until I am sure they nearly peed themselves.  I had
to admit I was chuckling a bit too.

"Josh, if you get caught my ass is in SUCH hot water it is not even funny,"
I admonished.

"Can't we just go watch the game?" Joshy asked.

Chris was no help, he couldn't stop laughing.

OK, here we were with a 14 year old boy that had just chugged the
equivalent of two regular beers.  We were outta here!  I walked with the
boys ahead of me and we made our way back to my truck.  I had my hand on
Joshy's shoulder, mostly because I was concerned, but also because I wanted
to feel how he was doing body-control wise.  He was started to get a little
sloppy.  He belched hugely again, and they both cracked up worse that
hyena's on laughing gas.  I just about made it back to vehicular safety
when Josh again belched but this time he erupted like a foam volcano for
the second half of the belch.  This was followed by two other eruptions
outside of the truck, and one more inside with his head hanging out.  Once
more at the house and he was pretty emptied out, and I gave him a cold
compress for his head and put him on the couch bed.  He was snoring within
15 minutes, but I woke him and let him know if he had to upchuck again,
there was a waste basket by the bed, he nodded, and smiled weakly.  "Sorry"
he said, and his lower lip quivered and he pouted a bit and cried.

"Hey, babe, don't worry, it's mostly over now.  Just get some sleep and
wake up tomorrow in a whole new day."

"Sorry" he said again, a little less tear-y.

"No worries, Joshy.  I love you, go to sleep, it's ok."

I stroked his head for a couple minutes and he was again snoring.

I went back to the bedroom to kick off my shoes and put on some
run-around-the-house shorts, and Chris was there sitting on the bed.

"So, how is Josh?" he asked.

"A little scared, and feeling a little crappy, but he will be ok," I said.

"How about you?" I asked.

"Well, we are sleeping over, right?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Well, I still have that same problem as earlier," and he stood up to show
me what he meant.  His cute little boy-penis stuck absolutely straight up.

I hesitated.

"P-l-e-a-s-e!?  You can do the same to me.  I mean I don't think it will
fit in, but you can rub in on the outside in back," he offered.

"Chris..."

"Aw, Michael, come on, please?  I need it.  I will make you feel good,
too."

Heavy sigh.

He pulled his shorts and boxers down slowly, e-v-e-r so slowly, and his
boyhood boinked down and up, and vibrated to a stop at about 11 o'clock
position.  Chris' penis was almost the same size as Joshy's, but the head
was bigger.  AND he was leaking a bit of boy pre-cum.

"Ok, Chris.  No prob.  Here, let me help you with those," and I pulled his
shorts the rest of the way down.  He did the same for me, escalating the
sexual tension 100%.

I laid on the bed flat stomach down so he could mount me easily.  He
lotioned his weenie well, and my butt hole slightly, and eagerly climbed
on.

"Ok, remember that when you are gonna cum, it will feel like you gotta pee
big time, but if you continue it will get 5 times more better and feel
great," I advised.

"Cool," I said, "let me know how you are doing as far as getting close to
cumming."

"OK" he said, and he entered me and began pumping away.

I let him go along for several minutes, and I asked how he was doing.
"About half way there" he replied.

I switched him to the me-on-my-back position and showed him the correct
angle.  He pushed in again, but this time we could see each others faces
and reactions to the building orgasms.  He pumped along for maybe two
minutes, and his mood changed, his tension increased, and he began pumping
a little faster.  His dick also hardened big time.

"Close?" I asked.

He nodded, "yeah, real close.  Aw man, it feels really good."

"You want me to finish you off?" I suggested.

"I really like it in the butt, but yeah, that would be ok, too," he panted.

I hopped up and got a washrag and cleaned his dick up nicely, and laid him
back on the bed.  He was still hard, but had lost some of his momentum.
Not to worry, I would most assuredly take care of that!  I began nuzzling
his balls with my nose, and he groaned slightly.  He was 11 or so, but I
noticed a few darker blonde pubic hairs coming in.  Maybe....?  I licked
his balls, and up the underside of his dick, and he bucked and groaned.  I
took him into my mouth, and fondled his balls with one hand and caressed
his boycrack with the other.

"Oh!  My dick!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  I, uh, I think......UGH!!!!" and he
ejaculated his first little spermload into my mouth.  I kept sucking and
milking him out, and he finally pushed my head off him.  "Holy cow!  My
stuff came out!  Aw, man!  My stuff came out and it felt danged good!" he
beamed.  It was DELICIOUS.

"Ok, now for YOUR sperm!" he enthused.

I laid him on his side on the bed, and I came in behind him, laying down
the same way.  I greased us appropriately, and rubbed my hardened member up
and down his butt crack, nearly entering his butthole every time, but he
squished it closed and I slid upward.  I reached over and jacked him off
with some lotion as I pleasured his crack.

"Can you let just the tip go in a little bit?" I asked.

"I'll try" he said, and he loosened up his tight little butt a bit, and
sure enough on the upward stroke I slid in about an inch, and he squished
it out and I continued on my upward slide.  This was pretty good, too!

I continued to work his rock hard 4" penis while I rubbed my penis up and
down his boy crack.

"Oh, that is good," I said.  "Nice job!"

"UGH!  UGH!  I am..... gonna..... Michael, I think I am gonna....OOOOHHHHH!
OOOHHHHH!"  and he spurted a good-sized load of creamy white sperm up onto
his belly, and his anal contractions initiated my ejaculation.  We came
within about 10 seconds of each other.  Chris was exhausted.

He lay around on my bed, dreamily staring at the ceiling, not saying too
much, but he wasn't bothered either.

"You ok?" I asked.

"Yeah.  I was just thinking about what we did," he reflected.

"Sure you're ok?" I re-asked.

"Yeah, sure.  I just hadn't had it like that ever before, plus my stuff
came out and it felt about 10x's better than anything else ever before down
there.  Just thinking about it, that's all." He smiled.  I went out to
check on Josh, who was snoring, and when I came back Chris was asleep atop
my bed.  I pulled the covers up over him, and went out to lay with Joshy.

"I'm horny" Joshy announced at about 6:30a.  He had that blue diamond
twinkle in his eye.

I smiled, and said, "Well, Mr. Bartender, I trust that you didn't drink so
much last night so as to spoil your wonderful winkie?"

"Nope!" he smiled.  Then he asked, "Did you and Chris do anything last
night?"

"Um yeah," I said, "he wanted to do it in the butt again."

"Yeah, he tried to get me to do it before we went to the game, too.  He had
a stiffie most of the afternoon.  I am glad you did it instead of me," he
said.

With that Josh did a porpoise flip in the couch-bed and suddenly I was
looking at my sweet boys jewels and cock, upside down of course.  This was
followed by my feeling a rather warmish wet cavity engulf my penis.
MMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm!  I reciprocated, licking his dick like an ice cream (he
LOVES that!), especially up the bottom of his shaft to the tip.  I worked
the tip around and around, with occasional up and down regular blowjob
strokes.  He moaned while sucking me expertly, mobilizing all of my
available sperm juices, which were well on their way.

I kept at it, kneading his balls, jacking him off while I licked his glans,
and he paused on my dick to say, "Now, Michael, now!" which of course I
knew, and was waiting for.  His tender body stiffened as he spurted much
cum, which I milked and sucked repeatedly from his boyhood.  "MAN! I love
the way you do it, Michael.  UGH! you are SO good at that on me!" he
exclaimed from under the covers.

He went back to work on me, and I said, "Here Joshy, here's a cum-cloth."
"Won't need it, I don't think," he mumbled.

???!!!

O-K-A-Y!!!!!!

Joshy worked me like only he could, knowing my every detailed reaction,
spot, and zone.  He drew me closer and closer to the final moment, and I
said, "OK, Josh," and I tapped his leg so he'd know it was coming.  He
sucked harder, jacked faster, and I probably just about spoke in tongues as
I spurted volley after volley of warm sperm.  He sucked avidly, not letting
a drop escape, and then I felt him swallow!  Whoa!

"Joshy, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to see what that was like.  It was ok, I guess.  It
really doesn't taste that bad."

"Well, you did another best-ever," I commented.

"Michael?"

"What?"

"Do I have to get someone else my own age for a boyfriend?"

"Have to?  No.  But you are way cute and cool, and I know you think some
boys are cool lookin' too, so I can't imagine that you won't someday,
perhaps soon, have a guy who likes you," I speculated.

He hugged me tighter.

"Joshy, you will always have a special place in my heart, even after you
grow up and do whatever with your life."

"So when you're 100 and I am 70 we can still give each other blowjobs?" he
heckled.

We both as quietly as possible howled at the visual imagination of that
portrayal.

I pressed it a bit further, "Joshy, loving you is different than making you
feel good."

"I know" he replied, "but for now is it ok if the two go together?"

"Yup, sure."  I said, and I hugged him tighter, too.

And we snoozed for a little while longer while the sun came up and warmed
the house......

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