Eleven

This one is for you Dave wherever you are.

I had recently finished the second installment of T-Squared and I was going through the lists of fan emails when I got one that stated:

Subject: 11

`I mean, that' how old I am. Well, almost 12. I can cum already. I jacked off to your story a couple of times already I love guy sex, and you know, reading about getting fucked is almost as good'.

Well what Nifty author can pass up the opportunity to imagine what this eleven year old that is too young to be reading the material and pounding his boy cock several times in a row and many times a day to erotic stories involving boys with boys and boys with men. Not this one. Unfortunately the rest is fiction (sort of J).

I replied to his email stating he is young to be on the site but not my concern. I told him about another fan named Phillip who sent me a couple of pictures when he was a boy and I based the character of Phillip in T-Squared based on the pictures sent (truth).

A couple of days went by without any answer from the boy so I figured that I may have scared him off or the thoughts running through my head that it could be a sting and do not engage any other conversations with the boy. Well I get an email with an attachment. The email said "I hope you like it..."

Wow! I opened the attachment to find a video of him laying on his bed jacking his three and a half inch circumcised boy dick with one hand and obviously holding the phone to video himself with the other hand. He never showed me his face just his boy juice erupting from his dick landing on his stomach. Not a lot but definitely a turn on to a boy lover.

Well needless to say I played the mpg over and over and found myself jerking my own cock and adding my cum along with his. I emailed him back "Very Nice I wish I could do that for you".

He must have been sitting at his computer because I got a response instantly "I think I would like that too. I live in Oak Park, Illinois. Where do you live?"

Well my head jumped to the sting operation again and didn't answer truthfully. But I do know exactly where Oak Park is it is a suburb of Chicago. And I do have to travel often enough for business. I typed "It doesn't really matter where I live. What else do you like to do other than read exotic stories on Nifty and jerk off teasing an old man?"

I got another email ding RE: 11 "LOL. Is your name really RJ? I am Dave. I love baseball more than anything. I play first base and the outfield for the Tigers. Oh by the way 11 is my team number as well. Later, Dave".

OH FUCK ME! This boy sends me a video of him jerking off, tells me where he lives and exactly how to find him. How many Tiger teams could there be in Oak Park, Illinois. I took the chance and typed "I might be in Chicago in a couple of days for business maybe I can watch you play a game or something. And no RJ is a pen name I use to write stories but it will have to do for now".

"Cool, but if you won't tell me where you live or your real name how will I know it is you?"

I mumbled fuck me again under my breath and typed the answer "If someone asks you at a baseball game if you have read any interesting stories online lately that you shouldn't read because you are under age and have you sent a video that you also shouldn't have sent then I guess you will know it's me. How does that sound as a plan?"

"I LIKE IT. LOL. Gotta run. Maybe you will send me a video of you".

"Not a chance!"

Dave didn't respond and I didn't email him either my head spinning with thoughts of jail or meeting the boy. I found myself clicking on the mpg again with him jerking off and spewing on his stomach, the file is small and only runs ten seconds but in continuous mode I spent the time studying his body or at least what was visible. Long legs, longer than I would have expected but he did say he was almost twelve, thin waist, flat tummy that gets cummed on every ten seconds with one good volley then two more small bursts dripping down to his still hairless vee. His hand is in the way to see what his balls look like, have they dropped yet, they would have to at least have started to drop because the boy can cum. Hopefully they are still hairless as well, my hand found my own cock again as the thoughts of sucking his nuggets into my mouth filled my head. I opened my Outlook calendar to see what was coming up for business travel. Yes the Seattle trip that would work, just make Chicago a stopover on the way back home. You had to go to North Chicago anyway so schedule the flight back from Seattle on Friday evening and schedule the client in North Chicago for Monday and Maybe Tuesday and fly home Tuesday afternoon. That will leave me the weekend to find Dave in Oak Park.

I googled `Oak Park Little League' and sure enough they have a website with a list of the teams and schedules. Finding number eleven on the Oak Park Tigers was going to be a cinch. I logged into our corporate travel site and booked the trip to Seattle returning home via Chicago.

The week dragged by waiting for my flight from Seattle to Chicago when I checked my email there was another message from Dave with another attachment. I opened the attachment on my iPhone to find Dave on his bed again jerking off but next to him was another boy also jerking off. This time the mpg ran about twenty-five seconds neither boy showed their faces just their hairless dicks and the cum that landed on Dave's tummy again. The other boy must have been slightly younger because his orgasm appeared to be dry.

I emailed Dave "Do you boys do anything else than just jerk off? By the way I will be in Oak Park over this weekend. I land in Chicago tonight see you soon".

When I got the rental car and headed to the hotel Dave had replied again "Cool Gary and me only jerk off together we are playing at field four tomorrow at 1:00".

I typed "I will find you".

The evening in the hotel was agonizing with the waiting and the anticipation of meeting the boy or boys at the baseball game. I resisted the urge to jack off and I went to a pharmacy to purchase K-Y and condoms just in case Dave and or Gary would allow full blown sex with an adult male.

In the morning I showered and dressed, then had breakfast. I couldn't stand the wait anymore so I drove to Oak Park at 10:00am and watched the first baseball game admiring the cute little asses run around in their baseball uniforms as the game progressed, boys sliding into the bases getting the uniforms dirty. The only problem with baseball uniforms is the requirement that the boys have to wear protective cups so it hides what the package might actually look like but the pants are so tight that boys' asses leave little to the imagination.

I roamed around from field to field checking out the games and the eye candy waiting for my rendezvous with Dave and hopefully Gary as well. I settled into the bleacher at field four about noon behind first base. By 12:30 the next teams started to show up for their game and started warm ups while the first game started to come to a close. I looked around for number 11 on the Tigers then I realized the Tigers were taking over the third base dugout. Dilemma do I go to the other side of the field or stay where I am to check the boy out when he played first base, wait he could be in the outfield as well so I didn't know where to be but I figured I would roam around again if I had to.

"Can I help you?"

"Excuse me. Can I help you? I know all of the parents of the players".

Oh shit setup. I looked to my left to see a black man wearing a care takers green uniform and a uniformed cop behind him. I said "Excuse me I didn't realize you where speaking to me, what can I do for you?"

The black man repeated the statement "Can I help you? I know all of the players' parents and we try to keep a safe and keen eye on the children around here. You never know who could be lurking around".

I said "Oh sorry. No I am just traveling on business (truth) and I can't make my sons game today and I have business Monday and Tuesday in the area so I figured I would just kill some time and watch other kids play baseball". (I lied).

"Oh where are you from?"

"Highland Park, it's a suburb of Atlanta" I lied again.

"Well have a good day Mr. Uhm? I didn't catch your name?"

"That is because I didn't give it to you. I am RJ Townsend and you are?"

"Coach Wallace. I am the coach of the Timberwolves this is my assistant coach Officer Sheldon". We shook hands with the standard pleasantries exchanged. I told them my son Eric was nine and played on the Braves. He chuckled `The Atlanta Braves' and I said no the Highland Park little league Braves. The two dismissed me convinced I was not there to stalk little boys and turned their attentions to the boys warming up.

The first game finally ended the boys lining up to high five each other for a good game. Finally the game I wanted started with the Tigers at bat first. I checked out all the boys on the Indians in the field admiring another set of boys in cute uniforms. The first batter got a single the second batter struck out the third batter got a double. The fourth batter came out of the dugout and came to the plate, he was left handed and when he turned to face the plate I saw the 11 on his back.

My cock instantly swelled at the sight of the boy, taller than the three batters ahead of him with long lanky thin legs a tight ass on top of them thin waist and torso, long arms and nice sized hands gripping the aluminum bat. The first pitch was a strike. The second pitch Dave got all of it and smashed a three run homer over the outfield fence. Everyone clapped and cheered from the Tigers side of the field. I clapped from the Indians side and as Dave touched first base he looked right at me wondering why someone on the Indians side would be clapping. I gave him a little wave as he turned for second.

When the Tigers took the field and he jogged to first I made sure to give him a wave again. Under his orange hat was curly sandy blond hair. His blue eyes sparkled and his smile brightened with a sly grin when he realized that I had made it to his game. As the game progressed the coach moved Dave from first to center field. So I stretched my legs. When a home run went over his head he came to the fence.

I looked around and figured that it was not a setup so I said "Have you read any good stories online lately that you shouldn't because of your age?"

He beamed "Yes I have. I'm glad you're here. I'll meet you after the game. Oh what's your name?"

I said "RJ. RJ Towsend, also known as RJT10000@Gmail.com is Gary coming too?"

He grinned "Gary's dad is here in the stands but my mom has to work until 10 tonight. I only live a couple of blocks from here. Nobody else will be at my house. It's just me and my mom". He turned and jogged back to center field. I watched from the outfield for a while then roamed over to the third base bleachers for the end of the game.

There was another game scheduled after this one so new teams took the field as the Tigers and Indians headed away from the field. I waited for Dave to come get me. He came and sat next to me on the bleachers watching the next game.

With other parents around I said "You are a great player, congratulations on your win".

He smiled "Thanks". We sat there watching the game when he said "I'll be back I have to pee".

I took my queue and said "I'm not from around here, where are the restrooms located?"

He smiled at me again and said "I'll show you if you want".

We both got up from the bleachers and I walked with him to the bathrooms. Once there the place was empty. I did have to take a piss so I fished my swollen member out of my pants and stepped to the urinal. He stood next to me and pulled his own boy cock out. I just closed my eyes and started my piss. His piss stream started so I opened my eyes and looked down at him and his circumcised helmet that was about as thick as my thumb.

He said "I have been reading some of your stories do you really like to lick at a boy's butt?"

I smiled at him "Truthfully I love the feeling when my wife shoves her tongue or her finger into my ass. It always makes me climax to a much bigger orgasm so if you let me the answer is yes as long as you're clean back there".

He shook his cock with a giggle "Gary's dad always says more than two shakes you are playing with it".

I said "You can shake it all day if you want or you can let someone shake it for you." He tucked his away and so did I just as a man and two boys entered the restroom. Dave and I washed our hands as the man took position at the urinal and the boys went into the stalls. Dave was trying to peek at the man cock without being caught. Boy curiosity or is he really into men. I was hoping to find out.

We exited the restroom Dave pointed to a path going into the trees. "Walk down that path I will catch up to you in a minute or so. I have to say goodbye to Gary and his dad".

I said "My car is over there in the lot".

He shook his head "No leave it here my neighbor would say something if a car was parked out front and a man walked up to the house. Walking we can go in the back door and no one can see. I'll be right behind you. Actually there is a 7-11 where the path crosses Ninth Street do a little browsing and I will catch up with you there".

I thought for a second about the condoms and K-Y in my rental, I wasn't going to carry them around at a Little League game but a 7-11 would rectify that situation. That is if Dave is willing to go all the way. That would be his choice. I nodded and turned left to the trail. Dave ran to the right back to the ball field. I took my time on the path looking at different trees, birds and insects. I made it to the 7-11 found what I was looking for and was at the counter paying for them when Dave walked into the store. He grabbed a pack of bubble gum and was right behind me at the counter.

He stumbled (sort of) and bumped into my back making me turn around to see who the intruder was. "Sorry, hey you were at my game right?"

I said "Yes I was enjoying watching all you young athletes compete. I saw you hit that home run that was a great hit. I can't watch my son's game today so I thought I would watch other Little Leaguers". I figured I would pass the same story around just in case the locals compare notes on who the stranger in town is and why was he watching boys play baseball. (I'll let you conger on that one for a brief moment)

Dave put the gum on the counter I said "I got that as a reward for the homer". I paid for the gum.

Dave smiled "Thanks, where does your son play?"

"He plays on the Highland Park Braves it is a suburb of Atlanta. He is nine, loves the game even sleeps with his mitt next to his pillow. All he talks about is baseball. I think he has about a thousand cards already and always wants to get more".

Dave pushed the door open "Cool I like baseball cards too. What are you doing maybe we can talk baseball cards".

I exited behind him saying "I was just going to walk around to see the sights I guess just really killing time"

As the door was closing but still open enough for the people inside to hear he said "I like to walk we can talk about baseball and your son".

He pointed to the side where the path was so I walked next to him letting him lead the way. When we reached the path he turned left into the woods again "Small town everyone talks we should be safe now. My house is only another block away and the path goes right to the back door".

I said "You are an interesting young person Dave".

He smiled and said "Me? You're the one that writes all that porn for Nifty and flew here to see me".

I said "Who sent me an email saying '11 I mean, that' how old I am. Well, almost 12. I can cum already. I jacked off to your story a couple of times already I love guy sex, and you know, reading about getting fucked is almost as good'. Then follows it up with video clips of himself jerking off alone and then another with his friend also in the scene".

As we walked he said "I have butterflies in my stomach. I am excited but kind of scared at the same time". I couldn't have agreed with him any more "Me too I am the one risking my neck here".

We were coming to the end of the woods he gave me the quiet signal his finger to his lips we walked from the woods along a wooden fence to his back door. He opened it and closed it behind us. Both of us were tense with the situation. Dave finally broke the silence "I have read most of your stories and you always have the same statement in them is that true for us now?"

I gave him a turned head question look "If you mean Stop means Stop then yes it does. Nothing will even start if you do not want it to. We can just enjoy each other's company if that is what you want. I actually do have business in the area next week and I do not want to go to jail so if anything is to happen between us then we both must want it and agree to it otherwise I can walk back to my car and leave now. No harm no foul".

He sighed a deep breath. "Want something to drink?" He pulled two bottles of water out of the refrigerator and handed me one. "I'll show you my room I need to take a shower I know you like your boys clean at least from your stories. Actually in your stories you always shower with the boy or boys but this is a solo act for now".

I said "You are in control of the situation Dave not me. You figure out what you want to happen or not to happen".

He gave the come along wave to follow him. "If your stories are fiction how do you write so much about boys and men having sex?"

I chuckled "I see a boy walking down street that catches my eye and I make up a story around what I would like to happen or some of my characters are based on boys that I know I just change their names in the story but I describe them physically correctly. Some of the characters are from people that email me and give me ideas. If I like the idea I work it into a storyline somehow. If I don't like it I reply `Don't like my stories don't read them or write your own stories'. Honestly I have always been attracted to boys even as a boy myself but always younger than me".

He led me to his room, typical for a boy tween, posters on the walls a pile of dirty laundry on the floor, a full size bed, computer desk with monitor, mouse and keyboard with the PC on the floor.

He started to unbutton his baseball shirt "Would you write a story about me? Us I guess?"

I sat on his bed watching him undress I said "Would you like me to write a story about you?" He shrugged his shoulders said "I guess that would be cool" his baseball shirt hit the floor his grey t-shirt sweaty and clinging to his thin boy frame.

He kicked off his baseball cleats tossing them with his feet towards the closet. One went in the other bounced off the folding door and landed on its side on the floor. "You like watching me undress don't you?"

"Dave as I said I am attracted to young boys and yes I find you attractive. I think you are a very good looking boy. The mpg's you sent you never showed your face just you and Gary in action." He tossed his Tigers hat at the desk bouncing it off the monitor. The socks got peeled off and added to the mess on the floor. He reached for the belt and stopped. He walked over to the dresser and pulled out a clean tee shirt and a pair of shorts. He opened the top drawer of the dresser and a white pair of briefs was added to the pile of clean clothes in his right hand.

He looked at me again "I'm nervous about this. You can hang out in my room while I shower".

I said "Do you want me to leave? I already have a couple of mementos from you".

"Maybe, I don't know. I just need a shower and to think".

I started to laugh "What's so funny?" I said "When my godson was eleven I had to force him into the shower. My nephews were the same you couldn't get them out of stinky clothes or a baseball uniform for that matter. They would stay dirty and stinky as long as possible until my sister would have to strip them only leaving underwear for dignity and sending them up the stairs to clean up and get ready for bed".

"You liked that didn't you?"

I smiled "I would have preferred if she stripped them completely. They were ten and eleven as well, now they are nineteen and twenty. It's a shame when cute boys grow up. Last time I got to see them naked was when Justin turned fourteen. He had on real baggy shorts so when I flipped him over tickling him for his birthday he sort of just fell out of the shorts. Kyle his little brother thought it was the funniest thing until his brother pants him in front of everyone. I could have spent days sucking Kyle off".

"Not Justin?" "When he was younger maybe but when he was fourteen his dick was already thick and he had a full bush around it. Kyle was still hairless at the time".

Dave said "I like checking out other boys in school. You know like in PE class. The trick is not to get caught. You get pounded and labeled as a fag. There is one boy John he gets a boner almost every time".

Dave walked pass me heading for the bathroom. I heard the shower start then the door closed. I sat on his bed waiting for his return and his decision. Fifteen minutes later a naked five foot three sandy blond headed boy walked back into his room with his three and a half circumcised boy cock leading the way.

I said "It looks like you have made up your mind".

"I think so I want you to suck my dick for me. I will try to suck yours as well".

I got off his bed to get undressed. Dave fumbled with my belt his hands shaking a little with fear. I said "Relax just take your time we are suppose to enjoy this". He calmed a little getting my jeans undone. I pulled my shirt over my head and helped him to get me naked with the boy.

He took a deep breath "Don't take this the wrong way but I'm really glad you don't", he waved his finger, "sorry I mean" another pass of the finger "I'm just glad you're" another finger pointing.

"What are you trying not to say?"

"Oh fuck it you are not hung like a horse like some of your stories. All you got pointing at me is six inches or so. Goliath scared the crap out of me but at least he never fucked David".

I started laughing "Goliath is a gentle giant he wouldn't hurt little boys either. Actually I have been working on part 3 of David & Goliath. Greg gets a job as a head master at a school for the deaf. I am not sure who he is going to fuck first but he will take a boy's ass in that chapter. Eventually he will make love to David as well. I just like the image of a huge man that can hold the ass of a boy and handle the boy's weight in one hand."

Dave sighed in front of me. I reached for his shoulders to comfort him. As I touched his skin with my hands I think we both felt the pulse of excitement. "Do you know someone like Goliath that you based the character on?"

"Yep, a buddy of mine and his son, the first time I saw Ron naked he dragged me golfing and we had to meet with our wives and neighbors later so we showered at the club house. In reality Ron would make Goliath on the average size. His son was with us and also well endowed for an eight year old. The Brian character is a boy from across the street red hair and freckles to boot". My hands moved from his shoulders to his chest my fingers tracing small circles around his nipples. Dave closed his eyes and let out a quiet purr sound as I traced his small nipples.

Without opening his eyes he reached for my cock with his left hand and closed his hand around my shaft. I put the palm of my right hand over his left nipple I could feel his heart pounding behind his ribcage looking at his still rock hard cock it was twitching at the same pace as his heart. My left hand moved down his ribcage to his right cheek of his ass as I gave it a nice little squeeze. I have to admit his ass is the perfect shape, tight oval, solid firm, soft and pliable at the same time. I brought my hand around his waist to find the prize we both wanted so badly. I cupped his balls with my pinky, ring and middle finger, using my thumb and first digit for his cock in one motion.

"SHIT! I didn't want to cum that quickly!"

"It's alright Dave we still have plenty of time". I brought my boy cum hand to my mouth to taste his essence. "Tasty".

"I gotta do this before I chicken out". Dave dropped to his knees to take my cock into his mouth.

To be continued?

RJ

RJT10000@Gmail.com