Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2007 12:30:16 +0100 From: Dag S. Subject: Eric-my-boy - part 2 (gay/adult-youth) This story contains consensual sexual acts between adult males and minor boys. If this offends you, or would somehow get you into trouble from reading it, you know what to do -- get out of here!! This is written with no thoughts about what's safe and not, so don't do something like this in the real world. What happens in here is nothing but fiction. It is also written in a language that I did not learn as a kid growing up, but from studying it as an adult. Therefore I apologize for faults, bad sentences and misspellings that I was unable to correct. Enjoy -- hopefully -- is all I can say and I will respond to meaningful criticism or other more pleasant replies. Flames will, well, you can guess. I am at: dsnor@hotmail.com just in case you want to write me. Previous: "Of course you can, beautiful boy," I stammered back and looked as his other hand, the one not occupied with stoking himself reached forward. His soft fingertips touched my cock ever so gently before they tried to close around it. I had never felt it so hard before and it did not help when he suddenly leaned forward and placed a kiss right on the tip of the head. When he moved away, there were traces of precum on his lips. I was shaking but managed to put my arms around him and hugged him before our lips met in a passionate kiss. Still kissing, I lifted him up and moved back into the house and towards my bedroom. Eric-my boy -- Part 2. Upon entering my bedroom, I gently put him down on my bed. His cock was still rock hard, so beautiful, maybe 4 inches long, thin, no hair at all and his ballsack was drawn tight around his small balls. I got into the bed myself, covering him with my body and we continued to kiss as our bodies moved against each other. I could feel his hard cock against my stomach and I wanted so much to kiss it, to feel its hardness between my lips. But I also felt the need of talking with him, this was really progressing too fast. "Eric, we need to talk," I said as I reluctantly let go of his lips. "Why, Dan, is something wrong," he asked me, looking at me with a worried expression on his face. "Well, it depends," I said and continued to tell him that I really liked what we were doing, but was not sure if it was the right thing to do. And I also told him that I needed to know if he knew what he was doing, being so young. He looked at me for a long time, with a serious expression on his face and then suddenly he started to laugh. I had no idea what brought this on, but after a while he said that he had something important to tell me. We settled comfortable upon the bed, lying next to each other, face to face and Eric started his story: "I have known that I am gay for some time, at least that is what I think I am, and I have wanted to be with someone older for quite some time. And then about 3 weeks ago I went to the swimming hall, and in the showers I saw you, all naked and have been unable to get you out of my mind ever since. At night, in bed I have seen you in my dreams when playing with my cock, and thought about how I was going to get in touch with you, to let you know how much I want you and need you, Dan." He stopped, looked at me and bent forward so that our lips met and we started to kiss once more. Tongue meeting tongue, sucking at each other lips, really going for it for a long, long time. When our kiss finally broke, he continued: "When you left the swimming hall that afternoon, I was outside, waiting to see where you went. Luckily for me, you did not have a car, probably due to the fact that you, as well as I, live close to the sport center. So when you started to walk, I followed you on my bike, being careful not to let you realize that you were being followed. And when you entered your house, I was so happy to know that we live so close. Since then I have been around to your place several times a day, catching a glimpse of you now and then. Sometimes from the inside of your house, through the windows, and sometimes when you left or returned from wherever you had been." He smiled at me then, kissed me gently and continued: "Then today, I was on my bike going over to your house, I had finally decided that I was going to ring your bell and just go ahead and tell you about my feelings. Somehow I knew that you are gay to, I don't know why I knew this, I only felt so sure that there was no doubt in my mind. What I did not know was about how you would react to a kid like me coming up to you like I was planning to. For all I knew, you could have a boy-friend or whatever, and that you would just chase me away. But then, desperate as I was at that moment, I did not care, I only had to find out. Then as I turned the corner into your street, I noticed your car backing out from your garage, and I turned back to get out of the way, and also to see where you were going. My heart was pounding, my cock was rock hard and I almost started to cry from the disappointment I felt from finally having gathered all that courage to tell you, and then you were leaving. But I followed in the direction you drove, and passing the supermarket, I noticed your car in the parking-area. I ran inside and I guess you know the rest of it, or most of it at least. I had no intention of buying anything at all. I had not brought any money with me, at least not enough to pay for the stuff I had collected. It was just to look more or less as an ordinary customer. And then, everything happened at once. Turning the corner of the isle where I knew you were, we really did meet. I can still feel it, but looking back on it now, I think it was the best introduction we could have. You feeling so sorry for me, and asking if you could do anything to help! I almost said, please suck me there and then, but hoped for a better opportunity to ask you to do that later. And I guess that opportunity has never been closer, Dan, at least I hope you will! He looked at me with his beautiful eyes, with tears started to run down his cheeks. And to tell the truth, tears were running down my cheeks as well. From what he just had told me, realizing his need and almost desperation for someone to love him, and the fact that this angel in front of me had chosen me to be that very special and privileged person. "Oh Eric, you poor beautiful boy, thank you for sharing this with me, the story and the love you are showing me. How can I ever explain the feelings I have right now? Not just the sexual feelings, the lust and need to make love to you, but the feelings you have started within my heart!" I bent over him and started to kiss his tears away. Suddenly he threw his arms around me and opened up for all his accumulated pain and sorrow and cried for a long, long time. I stroked his hair and his back and just held him close. After a while I managed to get us both under the duvet, and as his cries went to sobs and then to more or less complete silence, I realized that he had fallen asleep in my arms. I needed to go to the bathroom and managed to separate him from me without waking him. After getting out of the bed, I put the duvet over him again and went as silently as I could to my bathroom which is next to my sleeping room. There I relieved myself and had a quick shower. Dressed in just my bathrobe, I went down to the kitchen and made myself a cup of coffee. This I brought with me back upstairs and settled in a chair next to this sleeping beauty that had so suddenly come into my life. I had just finished my coffee when Eric started to move and then his eyes opened. It was obvious that he was a little disoriented about where he was, but then he saw me sitting there, and a big smile covered his face, making him even more beautiful, if possible. "Hi Eric," I said, "how are you feeling?" "Great," he said, "at least now after I have told you my story and from the fact that I am still here, in your bed. I hope that is a good sign!" His smiling face looked invitingly up at me and I rose from my chair, let the bathrobe drop to the floor and as he lifted the duvet and moved over to the side a bit to make room for me, I saw his cock, obviously hard as a rock. This angelic boy was waiting for me now, ready to give himself as a gift of love to me. I was literally shaking in anticipation of what I more or less knew was about to happen as our lips met once more in the hottest kiss I had ever experienced. When the kiss finally broke, he more or less stammered: "Oh Dan, please make me yours!" ..once again, to be continued....