Date: Sun, 17 Jan 2016 22:22:08 -0500 From: Eric Reese Subject: Evan Warning: This entirely fictional story includes relations of a sexual nature between a man and a boy under the legal age. If this type of story offends you, stop reading now! Please ensure you comply with your local legislation before reading. For any comments, feedback, or general chat, please contact me at: theericreese@gmail.com. Please be sure to include the word "Nifty" in the subject line so I catch it if it ends up in my junk-mail folder. All communication is strictly confidential. This is the first story I write, so please be kind in your comments and feedback. The story turned out longer than I anticipated, but I hope you enjoy it! "Electricity bill...water bill...flyer from the grocery store"...I sort through the mail I received over the last week at the mailbox at the end of my driveway. I usually wait until Saturday mornings to grab the mail as I live alone and there's no point in walking all the way to the mailbox everyday just to get bills and junk mail. It's not that I'm lazy or anything; I'm in decent shape, if I do say so myself. My name is Michael; I have short brown hair and hazel eyes, I'm 27 years old, 5'11", 175lbs; I jog or cycle 3-4 times a week and work out on my home gym in the basement every other day. I'm proud to still have a firm stomach a tight butt and decent biceps and pecs. I'm not a model for any fitness magazines, sure; but who has that kind of time anyway! As I sort out the bills from the junk to throw in the recycling bin on the way back to the house, I hear the telltale sound of bicycle training-wheels coming my way on the country road. It must be Stacey and her 5 year old son Evan out for a walk, as it's a nice sunny June morning on our otherwise quiet rural road. Stacey and Evan live up the road about a mile and I see them occasionally out for some exercise when the weather is nice. Come to think of it, I haven't seen them going for walks much lately...the nice weather today must have motivated them to get out and get some fresh air. I turn around to say hello, and realize that Stacey isn't with Evan. He's all on his own on his blue bicycle with the training wheels that gave away his approach in the first place. Evan is a gorgeous little boy with a mop of blond hair that always looks like someone just ruffled it and blue eyes that are clear and bright. Evan's face, normally all smiles and dimpled, slightly-chubby cheeks, is a little storm; his brow is knit in a little scowl as he bikes towards me. "Hello Evan! How come Mommy's not with you today?" I ask. Evan stops pedaling and rolls to a stop about 5 feet from where I was standing at the mailbox. "Hi Michael! Mommy is too busy with her new boyfriend, Todd!" Evan says in a little boy's sing-songy sarcastic tone. "Oh, that's no fun!" I say. Oops! Evan is obviously a little upset about the new boyfriend hanging around. Stacey is the kind of girl that jumps from relationship to relationship, none of them lasting more than a few months; she's been that way since high school. the longest relationship she had been in, that I knew of, was with Evan's "dad", if you could call him that...he split when Stacey got pregnant saying he never wanted kids, and Stacey was left to raise Evan on her own. "What's the matter buddy? You look upset." I said. "Mommy never has time for me anymore! she always says she's too busy to play, but it's all because of Todd...she only wants to spend time with him!" "Oh...Doesn't Todd want to spend time with you and Mommy together?" I ask. "No! Mommy always puts a movie on for me, and they just go to Mommy's room to kiss, so I'm running away from home so they can kiss as much as they want!" Evan spat out. I bite my cheek to stop myself from laughing...I remember how easy it is to hurt a little boy's feelings, and I don't want him to think I'm making fun of him. "so you're running away, huh? Do you know where you're going to go?" I ask. "No, but I'm going far away!" he says. That's when I notice that Evan has his Iron man backpack on his back and it's stuffed full with goodness only know what. "You sure you got everything you need to run far away?" I ask. "Yup! I've got my blanket, my PJs, and my Thor action figure and I even have my Finding Nemo movie!" Evan says. "Well, those are all good things. I love that movie too! Aren't you going to get hungry if you're going far away?" I ask. Evan's scowl drops for a second as he realizes that he forgot something fairly important. "Well, it's almost lunchtime and I was just about to make some macaroni and cheese for lunch..." I say. "maybe you should come in and eat something before you go, what do you think?" I ask. Evan stops and thinks about it, and obviously comes to the conclusion that running away on a full stomach would be better. "OK" he says, "can I have hotdogs in mine?" he asks. "Of course!" I say "that's how I like mine too". Evan gets off his bicycle and walks it up the driveway to the house. I tell Evan that he can put his bicycle in the garage and I wait for him at the front door to let him in. "Well, it's gonna take me a few minutes to get the mac & cheese ready, do you want to watch TV or something while I get it ready?"I suggest. "Sure!" Evan says, so I take him over to the living room and turn the TV on. "Woah! that's a big TV!" Evan says. "Yeah! It's great for playing video games too!" I say. "You play video games? Cool!" Evan asks and I laugh "I sure do! Maybe we can play some after lunch, if you want?" I say. "yeah! That would be awesome!" I flip the channel to some cartoons while Evan gets settled on the couch. "I'll go get the food ready and I'll bring it in when it's ready" I say. Evan smiles at me and says "OK". Once Evan's immersed in the cartoon, I grab the phone and head to the garage to give Stacey a call, so she doesn't worry. I look up Stacey's number and dial. After four rings, Stacey answers the phone...she seems a little out of breath: "Hello?" "Hi Stacey, it's Michael down the street" I say. "Oh hi Michael! How are you?" she says. "I'm well thanks! Listen, I have Evan here with me...I met him at the end of the driveway when I was getting my mail, and he's a little upset...he said he was running away from home." I say. "What?! No, Evan's in the living room watching a movie! " Stacey says. "Well, he must have snuck off when you weren't looking. For now, I've managed to convince him to wait until after lunch to run away, so he's watching cartoons and I'll make him some Mac & cheese and try to convince him to come home, ok? I just wanted to call you so you wouldn't panic when you couldn't find him." I say. "Oh my god! Thank you so much Michael!" "Not a problem Stacey. I'll call you back later to let you know when he has calmed down enough and I can convince him to come home." "Are you sure you don't want me to come get him now?" Stacey asks. "No, that's alright. I think he just needs to cool off a bit. we'll watch a movie and play video games, and then I'm sure he'll be fine." "Thanks so much for this Mike...I really appreciate it!" Stacey says. "No problem, Stacey...What are neighbors for, right?" I hang up the phone, go back inside and get lunch ready and bring a bowl for each of us in to the living room. Evan is obviously hungrier than he thought and he even eats a second bowl. Right after we're done eating, Evan accidentally tips his glass of juice and it spills all over his pants. Evan looks sheepish as I clean up the mess. "I'm sorry Michael!" Evan says. "It's OK Evan...accidents happen. I can throw your pants in the wash and they'll be clean by the time we finish a movie. Let's get those off so I can wash them, OK?" I kneel in front of Evan and unbutton his pants to help him slip them off. Woah! I notice that Evan isn't wearing any underwear; this is a kid after my own heart! I never wear underwear either. As I pull down Evan's pants, I see that he and I have something else in common: Evan isn't circumcised. Evan has a beautiful soft penis that's about an inch and a half long with a nice overhang that extends past the tip of his little hidden glans. Evan doesn't seem bothered by the fact that he's now half naked in front of me, but he says: "are you going take your pants off too, Michael? We can have a no-pants party!" We both laugh, and I say: "I don't know Evan, I don't think Mommy would like that." Evan doesn't miss a beat and says: "That's OK! I won't tell! I'm good at keeping secrets! It'll be our secret, ok?" "Are you sure? Do you promise not to tell anyone? Not even Mommy?" I ask. Evan smiles and nods "I promise!" he says. "OK Evan, we can have a secret no-pants party; just let me put your pants in the wash and I'll be right back." I take the dishes to the kitchen, throw Evan's pants in the washing machine, and grab a big blanket from my bed so that we can get comfy and watch movies, though something tells me we won't be watching much of the movie. I come back to the living room, and close all the blinds and curtains and turn on a lamp beside the couch. I sit down at one end of the couch and cover myself with the blanket. "Hey!" Evan says, "I thought we were going to have a no-pants party!?" "Are you sure you really want to?" I ask. "Yeah! It'll be really cool! Mommy never lets me do stuff like that." he says. I stand up and face Evan. His eyes are glued to the waistband of my track pants as I start to pull them down. Evan is all smiles as my pubes and cock start to come into view. Once the waistband is over my butt, they drop to the floor beside the couch. I start to feel a little self-conscious as Evan stares at my penis. "Cool! Your penis is like mine, Michael!" he says. "Yes, we're both have foreskin, Evan." "Yours is way bigger than mine though, cause I'm just little." Evan says. "Yes, for now, but you'll grow up too someday and you'll have a big penis too." I say. I sit on the couch and cover myself with the blanket again. Evan looks over at me and I say: "Do you want to share the blanket with me?" Evan nods yes, and I lift up the blanket on his side and he slides in under the blanket and snuggles up under my arm. I feel his little hand rest on my thigh. "There...isn't that comfier now?" I say. "Yeah, way better!" he says. As we resume watching the movie, my mind is reeling...I'm half naked on the couch with a 5 year old boy. My heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest; I'm excited and flushed as I feel Evan's little hand gently caressing the hair on my thigh. I feel his hand slowly creeping closer to my crotch; he gently starts to run his fingers through the pubes above my cock; it tickles a bit but feels amazing. I slip my right hand under the blanket and start rubbing Evan's belly under his t-shirt. I slide my hand down to just above his penis, and tickle the exact spot he's touching on me, copying his motions. His hand starts to slide a bit lower and I feel his soft little hand caressing the top of my shaft, so I let my finger slide down and rub the top of his penis shaft; both our penises respond and start to grow hard. Evan achieves this a lot faster than I do. I put one finger on the underside of Evan's penis and my thumb on the topside and gently squeeze his hard little penis 2 or 3 times to test how hard he is. He tried to do the same with his little fingers, but he can't quite get around, so he uses his whole hand to squeeze it gently. Evan look up at me and smiles. "Do you like this, Evan? Does it feel good?" I whisper. "Yeah Michael! This is fun! Can I see yours again?" Evan whispers back. "Sure Buddy. Can I see yours too?" Evan nods, and we both pull the blanket down. "Wow!" Evan says. "Your penis is really big Michael!" I look down at my cock; I don't think my dick has ever been as hard as it is right now. On a good day, my cock measures just about 8 inches and is about average thickness. What isn't average about my cock is my foreskin. I've always had a longer than average foreskin. I've always been able to fully retract my foreskin, I just have to do it manually. My long foreskin forms a nice soft and sensitive snout at the tip of my penis that I always loved to play with since before I was Evan's age. "Do you like it, Evan?" I ask "Yeah Michael, it feels really cool!" "Yours feels really cool too, Evan. Mine looked a lot like yours when I was your age." "Really?" Evan asks "Does that mean mine will look like yours when I'm big?" "I think it will, Evan. Would you like that?" "Oh yeah Michael! Your penis is really big! I want mine to look just like yours!" I gently grasp Evan's hard boy penis between my thumb and forefinger again, and slowly and gently start to retract his long foreskin. Evan is breathing deeply and smiling at me. I want to make sure he has no adhesions, so I take it really slowly. I start to see the purple tip of his sensitive boy glans starting to part his long foreskin snout. So far so good...Evan is still smiling with his eyes glued on his own penis as he watches my fingers exploring his perfect cocklet, which has now grown to a little over two inches. More and more of his light-purple head is coming out of his foreskin and I can tell he's enjoying it. Finally, his foreskin rolls behind the corona of his glans, and is all the way back. Mission accomplished, Evan doesn't have any adhesions or tightness of the foreskin, so I gently roll his foreskin forward again to cover his beautiful knob. I give his long foreskin a gentle little tug and he gasps from the pleasurable sensation that I used to love so much as a boy too. " did you enjoy that?" I asked Evan "Oh yes! You made my penis tingle!" Evan said. "I can make it tingle more, if you want?" I ask, hoping he says yes. "OK!" he said with a smile. "this is fun!" "It sure it, Evan! I grab the throw pillows and pile them behind Evan, and I turn him so he's facing me with his legs open towards me. I lean over, and start placing soft kisses on his smooth chest. I keep my eye on his sexy boy boner the whole time, and I don't waste too much time kissing my way down to it. "This is going to look a little weird Evan, but I promise you'll like it. If you want me to stop, just say so, and I will, OK? I said "OK Michael...it's not gonna hurt, is it?" he asked I smile, "No Evan, this won't hurt at all, I promise." With my tongue I gently reach out and lick Evan's hairless scrotum, and drag my tongue all the way up Evan's hard shaft to his long overhang. When I reach it, I take just his foreskin overhang between my lips and drag my tongue back and forth on it inside my mouth. I open my lips a little and slide Evan's whole penis into my mouth. I hear Evan gasp and sigh as I begin to apply a little suction to his boy penis...I can feel his long foreskin draped on top of my tongue. 'this boy tastes amazing!' I think to myself. I pull my mouth back to just hold his foreskin again and gently start to insert the tip of my tongue inside the opening of Evan's foreskin to taste his sweet, smooth boy glans inside. Using just my lips, I retract Evan's foreskin as I take his penis into my mouth again. Evan is gasping more loudly now; I know how sensitive an uncut boy's glans is at his age, but I know I'm giving him his first taste of this pleasure, and he's loving it, but I decide to check in with him to make sure. "How is that Evan? Do you like the tingles?" "Oh Michael! It feels so cool! Can you do it some more?" "Of course, Evan!" I said "I'll do it for as long as you want me to." Even though I know that the experience won't last much longer for a first timer; my only goal is to make Evan feel as good as possible. I quickly cover Evan's hard penis and scrotum with my mouth, and let my tongue dance all over, coating his little package with my saliva. I deftly let his tiny boy-beads slip from my mouth, and concentrate on his amazing penis again. Evan starts to fidget and move his hips and letting out low moans, and I know he's getting closer and closer to feeling the best he's ever felt. "uh Michael?" Evan says with a slight note of concern in his voice, "I think I have to pee!" I release his cocklet from my mouth to reassure him: "don't worry Evan, this is normal...it only feels like that, but I promise you won't pee, ok? This is just extra special tingles." I say as I smile at him. Evan nods and smiles brightly. His cocklet is flexing on its own...he's so close now. Evan plants both his little feet on my knees, and his thighs squeeze gently rhythmically on the side of my head as I take his dick into my mouth again. His little fingers are urgently rubbing the back of my head as his hips start to rise off the couch from the intensity of the new sensations. Evan is moaning and panting as my mouth slides slowly up and down on his boy penis. I rub the knuckle of my forefinger on the little muscle just under his scrotum and I use my lips to retract his foreskin, and that knocks Evan over the edge. His thighs clamp down hard on my head as his whole little perfect body is taken over by intense spasms and shaking. on my knuckle, I can feel the pumping of his first dry- orgasm in the root. His penis is dancing on my tongue as I simply hold it in my mouth. Between pants, I can just hear Evan say "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!". The body spasm continue as I release his hard cocklet from my mouth. His thighs are still clamped on the side of my head and I get a close-up view of his dick jumping on his belly like a fish on a dock; I enjoy the perfect view as I wait for his first-ever dry- cum to subside. After a good minute, the spasms completely stop and his thighs release my head so that I can sit back. "How did that feel, Slugger?" I ask. "That was the coolest, Michael!" Evan exclaims with a huge smile as he jumps up. Evan grabs my neck and gives me a big bear hug; I pick Evan up and hug him back and sit on the couch holding and rocking the perfect boy in my arms while I rub his back. Evan falls asleep in my arms, and I let him nap on me as I replay the experience in my mind. I worry about what I'd just done and wonder how Evan will feel about it when he starts to stir in my arms. After half an hour or so, he wakes up and smiles at me. "Hey there Evan. Did you sleep well?" I ask Evan rubs his eyes with both fists and hugs me again. I give him a few minutes to wake up as I rub his back and he slowly rolls off me to lie on his back on the couch with a big smile; now fully awake. "Michael, can we do that tingle-fun again sometime?" Evan asks. "Would you really like to? Did you really enjoy it, Evan?" "Oh yeah, Michael! That was the best!" "Well, I'll tell you what, Evan. If you ever feel lonely and Mommy is too busy to play with you, you can always come visit me and we can watch movies and play video games together, ok?" I say. "...And have tingle-fun?" Evan asks "As much as you want, Slugger! But you have to remember that tingle-fun is our little secret, OK?" I say. "I promise! I promise!" Evan says with a beaming smile. Evan reaches out and gives my foreskin a tug. It's only early June, but this summer is shaping up to be the hottest summer so far...at least in my books!