Date: Wed, 19 Mar 2003 09:11:54 -0500 From: Mike S. Subject: Eron's Visist - Part 2 Disclaimer - This is a completely FICTIONAL story involving, or possibly involving, consensual m2m sex between an adult and a minor. If this subject offends you or illegal for you to view, then hit your back button now. Actually, if this offends you, you shouldn't be in this section at all. Now, just because I'm writing this, that does not mean that I condone or endorse this behavior, it's just something that my twisted mind came up with to pass the time. If you have something nice to say about my story, feel free to email me (joidvivr@ntelos.net). Keep in mind that *all* flames will be ignored (after I get a good laugh out of them, of course!) Now, on with the story! One eye crept open and glanced at the clock. Almost 8? "Shit!" I yelled. "What? Huh? What're you yellin' about?" "Okay, Eron, get up! We overslept!" "What?" "Get UP, Eron! You're gonna be late for school!" I didn't wait for him to respond this time, I just yanked the covers off him. He's naked. Why is he naked? Just then, what happened last night came crashing back to me. Oh, shit. God, we're really gonna have to do something about this tonight. But no time now. "Get UP, Squirt!" "Fine, I'm up!" "So, I see," I thought to myself, looking at his morning wood. Stop it! I yelled at myself. "Go ahead and get in the shower," I yelled from the bathroom. "Leave it running when you're done, and I'll get in." "Okay, but hurry up. I've got to pee!" He seemed to think that he was going to have privacy this morning. Modest, even after last night. How cute. "Don't have time. Just get in here, do what you've got to do, then get out. We'll have to share the john this morning. C'mon, get going! I don't want you to be late on your first night here." Eron slowly walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the toilet, with his back to me. A few seconds later, I heard his piss hitting the water. Then he was in the shower while I was standing at the sink shaving. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him stop moving in the shower (there's a practically crystal clear shower door), so I turned my head to look at him. He was standing there, staring at me. When he saw me looking, he quickly turned around and finished with his shower. Damn, I've really got to talk to that boy tonight. This is not going to be fun. Just as I finished shaving, I saw Eron slide the shower door open and step out. "Good, you left the water running for me," I said as I tried to slide past him to the shower. I know that my bathroom isn't the biggest in the world, but I don't think it was too small for two people to slide past without touching, but Eron's front bumped into my side as I went past. Without looking, I could tell that he was hard. "Oh, sorry," I said, trying to ignore the fact that he had just deliberately brushed himself up against me, and trying to hide the fact that I was becoming increasingly hard at the thought. Okay, when we get home tonight, I'll say something to him. I'll cut this off before it gets any further. A few minutes later, I was out of the shower to find Eron dressed and in the kitchen wolfing down a bowl of cereal. Damn, he even had some coffee going for me. "Okay, I'll be out in just a second, then we'll hit the road." Neither one of us said much of anything on the five-minute ride to his school. Me, I was trying to figure out what to say to him after school. I have no idea what Eron was thinking, but I'm pretty sure he was thinking about last night. I surreptitiously glanced over and saw a bit of a tent forming in his shorts. He caught me glancing and quickly put his book bag on his lap. When I got home, I just acted like nothing had happened, since I still hadn't really figured out a way to broach the subject. Eron acted the same, too. By the time it was time for bed, I had pretty much forgotten about it, so the conversation never came up. We both did our nightly rituals, then went to bed - me in my bed and Eron on the couch. Part of me was kind of hoping that he'd come back to my bed, but the other part, the sensible part, was hoping that last night was just a fluke. That night, nothing happened. Eron stayed on the couch, and I stayed in my bed. Nothing more happened until Friday night. That night, after I had been asleep for about an hour, Eron slid into my bed and snuggled up against me. I just mumbled. "Unca Dave, you awake?" Eron whispers in my ear. "Yeah," I whisper back. "I really enjoyed the other night." "Yeah, I did, too. It was really nice." "You did? I thought maybe you didn't, because you never said anything more about it." "Oh, I did enjoy it. But, I was scared." "Scared? Scared about what?" "I was scared that maybe I pushed something onto you that you didn't really want to do. I mean, I could get into a lot of trouble if anyone found about that night." "How's anyone going to find out? I'm not going to say anything. I'd never do anything to get you in trouble." "I know, squirt," I said, rolling over in the bed to face him. When we were face to face, we just looked at each other in the dark for a few minutes, without saying anything. But, his hand wasn't idle. It quickly found my hard dick and started to slowly play with it. I couldn't resist. I reached out and grabbed him, mimicking his every move. "Wow, Unca Dave. That feels good." I didn't say anything; I just started exploring the rest of his body with my hands. Man, this kid was hot. He had a beautiful hairless chest with nice size nipples. When I reached them, I stopped to play with them for a few seconds. Tweaking, pulling, rubbing. He was definitely enjoying this. He stopped playing with my dick, and let his hands explore my body, too. Slowly, his hands played with the hair around my dick, with my sac, with my ass. My body shuddered as he lightly rubbed a finger up my crack. God, this boy is getting me hot! I leaned in and gently placed my lips on his. I wasn't sure how he would react, but he obviously like it, because he kissed back. He kept his lips closed, as I don't think he'd ever kissed anyone before. I opened my lips and stuck my tongue out and lightly brushed his lips with it. I could feel him tense up for a brief second, then relax. I gently stuck my tongue between his lips, forcing it into his mouth. He opened his mouth to accept me, and immediately my tongue went to work, exploring every nook and cranny in his mouth. He tasted exquisite. With my hands still exploring his soft, smooth body, I started to kiss his neck and to breath in his youthful scent. There's just something about the way teenaged boys smell. There's nothing else like it in the world. Slowly, my mouth was moving down his body. When I got to his nipples, I stopped to suck on each one, nibbling a little. "Oh, God!" he moaned, with both his hands tangled in the hair on the back of my head. That just encouraged me, so I moved on, licking my way down his stomach. Apparently, Eron knew what I had in mind, because he was whispering, "Please, Unca Dave. Keep going." That I did. When I got to his bouncing dick, I wrapped a hand around it and gently kissed the head. His hands pushed the back of my head down. I opened my mouth, and swallowed his entire dick. It was the perfect fit - not too big, but not too small. I kept my mouth all the way down, letting my tongue swirl across him. I could tell that he liked it, as his fingers were pulling on my hair. I pulled my head back up, still swirling my tongue and slowly went back down. "Oh, GOD! Don't stop! Please!" Eron moaned, while practically pulling my hair out. He didn't have to worry. I wasn't planning on quitting. Not until I got my reward. What I did do, though, was pick up the pace. The faster I went, the more wild it drove him. He was panting, and sweating, and moaning like crazy. His hips were bucking, he was practically fucking my face now. All I had to do was keep my head still and he did all the work. Well, not quite, but you know what I mean. My hand was rubbing his sac, and then went down a little further to explore his crack. I gently traced my finger up and down for a few seconds, then I slipped my index finger in. I wasn't sure how he'd react, but he seemed to like it, as his moaning stepped up a notch. My head was bobbing up and down, up and down, with my tongue swirling over and around his head each time. I slowly inserted a second finger, and started finger fucking him in time with the bobbing of my head. Apparently, this drove him mad, and I could tell that he was almost there. I picked up the pace, sucking faster and harder. "Oh, my GOD, Unca DAVE!! Oh! I'm cu.....OH!!!! Here it iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssssssssssss!!!" With that came the hardest shot I've ever felt in my life. He was shooting too much for me to keep up with, and his cum started dripping out the sides of my mouth, dribbling down my chin. I didn't stop sucking until after he stopped shooting, trying to milk out every last drop of his sweet cum. "God, that was great, Unca Dave!" Eron whispered, totally spent. I slowly moved back up his body and leaned in to kiss him, to share his essence with him. This time, he immediately opened his mouth to accept my tongue and greedily sucked the juice from my tongue. As we were kissing, I started grinding my cock into his. God, what a wonderful feeling. He seemed to be enjoying it, too. After about a minute of this, he lifted his legs and wrapped them around my waist, making me wonder what kind of experiences he's had with other boys. My cock slipped from his and found itself at the entrance to his hole. I wasn't sure if I should go any further, but he decided it for me. "Please, Unca Dave. Do it. Fuck me, please," he begged. Without hesitating, I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom and put it on. Slowly, I pushed my dick into his tight hole, feeling only a little resistance. Obviously, I wasn't the first person to do this to him. As he pushed out, I pushed in and the next thing I knew, I was all the way in. Slowly, I pulled out. Then, slowly I pushed back in. No matter if I wasn't his first, I still didn't want to hurt him. It was feeling too good for me to stop. "Oh, God," I moaned. "You're so hot. Ohhhh..." I couldn't stop moaning. "Mmmm..." he moaned in response, then reached up with his hands and grabbed the back of my head, bringing my face closer to his. As his fingers tangled themselves in my hair, he stuck his tongue deep in my mouth, hungrily exploring it as I had earlier explored his. I kept fucking his sweet hole, picking up the pace as I got closer to climaxing. I broke the kiss and moved my face down his chest, locking onto a nipple. Once there, I sucked and bit, driving Eron crazy. The more excited he got, the more he squeezed his ass muscles in time with my thrusts. "Oh, God, Eron!" I practically screamed. I brought my face back up to his, and once again he pushed his lips against mine. "Ohhhh...Ohhh!" "Mmmmm..." he was moaning with me. I could feel his ass muscles start to tighten even more, as his whole body shook with his own impending orgasm. Then, I could feel the hot spurts hitting my chin and chest. I could hold it in no longer. I pressed my face into his and came harder than I think I have ever cum in my life. The more I came, the more excited he got and the more he came. The more he came, the more excited I got and the more I came. It was a vicious cycle. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, we were both spent and I collapsed on Eron, my slowly softening dick still buried in him. For a few minutes, we just lay there, both too spent to say anything. Finally, we got our breath back, and Eron was the first to speak. "I love you, Unca Dave." "I love you, too, Eron." Okay, that's the end of Chapter Two. Now, I'm sure there's more to cum. After all, they still have the whole weekend and the next week. But, I haven't gotten that far, yet. I just want to take the time to thank everyone who's written me so far. It's support like yours that keeps me writing. And, if you get a second, stop by and read "In Skater's Time," found in the High School section. It's definitely worth the read. I just wish I could remember the author's name! :) Until next time!