Date: Thu, 1 Jun 2017 00:22:37 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Exposed

NOTE: THIS STORY WAS INITIALLY POSTED IN 2003. IT HAS BEEN UPDATED & EXPANDED.

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This story is mostly fiction although it was inspired by a true event. I
was in a hardware store last weekend and a little boy with an older man did
walk toward me and the little boy's cock head was stuck in the top of his
shorts. They did stop in front of me to look at lamps and the little boy
did in fact pull his pants down and play with his cock while grandpa
talked. And he did in fact look directly at me while he did it. When they
walked away, he still had his waistband underneath his cock and balls. The
whole thing lasted about three minutes, the little boy was definitely old
enough to know better than to play with himself in public.

Anyway, the rest of the story is total fiction. As I said in the beginning
of the story, boys that age don't do it for me, but it does make for an
interesting story. Hope you like it.

Tag_m

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The first time I'd seen the kid was at Queen's beach one Saturday. I had
taken my hanai nephew Kainoa for the day and of course the beach was where
he wanted to go. Yes, Queen's beach is where all the gay guys hung out but
only at a small portion of the beach. We were on the west side of the
concession stand/bathrooms whereas the gay and lesbian people were on the
east side. Now, that isn't to say that I wasn't gay because I am, but where
we were at there was more actual beach and play area which made it better
for kids.

My nephew was 9 years old but the kid this story is about was younger, or
at least I assumed that he was. It was hard to tell these days. Regardless,
he was a stunning little boy. He was definitely a Haole boy, a white boy,
with beautiful blonde hair parted in the middle. It had plenty of wave at
the ends so his tiny ear lobes showed but if pulled straight the hair would
have been past his jaw line. It was shorter in the bangs of course, his
medium brown eyebrows visible through the strands, but at the neck it would
gone well over the collar of a button-down shirt.

Those sandy brown eyebrows I mentioned; they framed the most amazing indigo
colored eyes I'd ever seen and in fact I'd only seen them in pictures,
never in person. Of course he had long luxurious eyelashes that would
practically touch his cheekbone when he blinked, and the bottom ones
already did.

The little god had a small nose, slightly perky without being bobbed, below
which rested the most perfect lips I'd ever seen on a boy. His face was
slightly rounded and would have been pale but for the tropical sun so as it
was his color was slightly golden, the kind that can only be gotten from
the sun. His skin tone was a perfect complement to the skimpy little red
speedo he was wearing

So, understand something. I adore boys but my age preference is early
puberty to late puberty, boys aged 12 to 14, give or take. I preferred my
boys to have some pubic hair, but not a tangle of it, which of course also
translates to sperm in their lovely boy balls. But this boy, this glorious
child, caused heads to turn from anybody that came within 20 feet of him,
me included. Hell, even Kainoa commented on him.

"Gosh he is a beautiful boy don't you think uncle?"  I nodded my head.

"Yes he is nephew, he's a very beautiful boy."

"Do you think I could go play with him?" Play with meant exactly that, kids
playing, nothing sexual. I had never engaged Kainoa, never suggest or
hinted to him about playing sexy. I'd seen Kainoa naked plenty of times and
he'd seen me naked as well but that was in the context of swimming in my
pool or after his bath, things like that. Boys his age simply weren't a
turn on for me. Yes, I could appreciate preteen boys, admire them and all
that, but I'd not been with one once I was 13 years old.

"I don't see why you shouldn't go play with him, if you want to I mean." As
Kainoa took his first step in the boys' direction the youngling ran to an
older man sitting in a beach chair up on the grass reading a book.

"Look papa," he said, showing the man whatever it was that he had in his
little hand. The speedo showed off a terrific little butt, the crack
between the adorable globes clearly visible underneath word "Spiderman"
that was spread across said little butt.

As the youngling headed back to the beach Kainoa intercepted him and asked
if he wanted to play and the boy nodded his head. Like boys everywhere,
within minutes they were engrossed in whatever it was they were doing,
oblivious to everyone around them. Boy laughter and giggling is a most
wonderful sound and the two of them did plenty of it. They were at it for a
good 20 minutes before the boys' guardian, whom I assumed was a grandpa,
called to him to leave. He and Kainoa walked to where the man was folding
his chair and clearly, introductions were made then Kainoa pointed toward
me and the man nodded his head in my direction. I nodded back at him. The
two boys then hugged and I heard the little boy say he'd like to play with
my nephew again some time and Kainoa agreed with him.

"Indigo is a pretty cool boy uncle," Kainoa said then added, "that's his
name, Indigo, which is a pretty cool name don't you think?" Indeed I did
and I had to assume that his name was tied to his eye color. I mean, it
would be way to unlikely that name was picked before the kid was born.

"Do you think I could play with him again uncle?"

"Did you get his phone number or have any idea when he'd be here again," I
asked, knowing that, most likely, the boy didn't. The expression on his 9
year old face verified my thought. Kainoa quickly looked to see if he could
find the boy and his grandfather but they were already gone.

"He said his grandpa lives right on the other side of the park." As if that
was going to help the situation.

"Well buddy we'll keep coming down here on the weekends when you're with me
okay?" Kainoa nodded his head and hugged me and we headed toward my house
which wasn't far from the beach either.

So it was a few weeks later, that I had to get some screws and other odds
and ends to finish a project that I was doing at the house so went off to
the hardware store. It was early Sunday morning so there weren't a lot of
people when I got there, just the way I like it. I had just shut my car off
when another car pulled into the space next to me which I thought was
somewhat ridiculous since there were tons of empty spaces all over the
place.  I sighed to myself and wondered about the thinking that a person
used when parking a car.

Were they a neat person and felt things should be lumped together or in
neat little rows, like an egg carton for instance. You know, fill things in
a section at a time sort of thinking. Perhaps they placed a bit of
humanization effect on their cars and felt that the cars would prefer to be
closer to each other and not isolated and lonely. Maybe they always parked
in the same spot whenever they came to the store. Oh hell, who the fuck
knew.

Before I could open my door, the passenger side door of the other car open
and out popped the boy; Indigo. Swear to god that boy was drop dead cute
and today he was wearing shorts, sandals and t-shirt typical for the summer
weather, and he tossed me a big smile and hand wave before closing the door
and walking off with the older man, that I know knew was the kids
grandfather. I wondered if he spent a lot of time with the man while
grandpa did his chores. I wondered if he lived the man or was just
visiting. His tan suggested he spent a lot of time in the sun somewhere.

I got out and followed them into the store, eyeballing the boys' tiny
little butt and for the first time since I'd seen him, what his bare flesh
looked like under the shorts. Was he cut or uncut. Was his cocklet big for
his age.  Heck, maybe he was a little trans girl. I still hadn't had an
thoughts or desires about doing anything with him though however I wonder
briefly what he'd look like when he hit the age range of my
desires. Goddamn what a treat that would be.

A few minutes later I was standing in an isle looking at some lights when
the couple approached, the boy was following behind the man.  I noticed
that, as the boy came toward me he pulled his Spiderman logo t-shirt up,
exposing his smooth suntanned belly. Like most little boys his tummy was
rounded but not in the least bit fat or but was what parents referred to as
baby fat.

Then I almost shit my pants and I did a double take because the head of his
little boy cock was caught by the elastic waistband of his shorts, the
uncircumcised underside clearly exposed inside his foreskin which was fully
extended into the typical little boy nipple of flesh. The boy, I had yet to
think of him by his name, smiled at me as he approached and it was very
clear to me that he was aware of what he was doing and that I had
noticed. I couldn't help but stare, although it wasn't like a "holy fucking
shit" stare even though that was how I felt about it. No, it was more of a
looking but not looking stare.

And, as If that wasn't enough, when the old guy stopped to look at the
lights, the boy stood to the side and just behind him. He did a cursory
glance around then looked right at me and pulled his pants down under his
cock and balls and began playing with himself. I was fucking stunned and
looked down the long isle to see if anyone else was around but it was only
the three of us. I looked back and the boy sort of smiled at me again and
looked down at his little dick, bobbing as his finger pushed it around.

He wasn't wearing underwear that I could determine and I all but stared
from five feet away while the old guy carried on a dialog, mostly with
himself, about what light to buy for the boy, seemingly unaware of what his
grandson was doing. I alternated between looking at the little boy's
hardening cock, looking down the isle to see if anyone else was aware of
the show going on in front of me, and trying to concentrate on my purpose
for being there.  The boy reached out to touch something on the shelf,
turning his body a little more toward me and allowing me to fully see his
hard little cock. It jutted proudly up in front of his body about, about 3
inches long, and away from his smooth, lighter skinned pelvis. His young
balls were encased in a smooth and crinkled bag held tightly underneath.

Fuck!!! I am not a lover of little boys, that is, I don't fantasize about
sex with them, I prefer my boys to be of sperming age, but this little minx
was getting me hot. This boy was a sexual being if there ever was one. If I
had any doubts about whether or not his behavior was intentional, they soon
dissipated as he looked back over at me, then down to his hard boner then
back at me. His eyes moved from my face down to the growing bulge at the
front of my board shorts then back to my eyes, a large smile forming at his
lips.

He nodded his head toward my crotch and it was apparent that he wanted me
to reciprocate, to provide him with at least play a little bit of show and
tell, just as he was giving me. In all honesty, that was something I'd
never done in my life, flashed my body parts to another person whether or
not I knew them. Right then, I was being invited to change that and to be
honest I was happy to do so.

It isn't unusual for me to go out without underwear, particularly on a
short little hop such as I had done that morning. Quite often I didn't wear
any clothing around the house, being more than comfortable being naked. So,
when I did go out for a short trip I simply tugged on some basketball
shorts and a t-shirt, stepped into my flip flops and headed out.

I did a quick scan of the area then reached down and tugged the leg of my
shorts up enough to expose the head of my cock. I too am uncut so used a
thumb and finger to retract my foreskin and expose my rapidly swelling cock
head. The little boys' eyes got even bigger as he opened them in surprise,
or shock. A smile spread across his face then he looked down at his own
rampant boner and slid his own foreskin back to reveal a blood red cock
head.

All of a sudden his cock and balls disappeared as he stared behind me so I
quickly made like I was scratching my thigh as I let the leg of my shorts
fall back into place. Somebody then moved past me at a walking rate and it
seemed to me they had discovered that the isle we were on was not the one
that they wanted and a moment later went around the corner.

"Let's go over to the nuts and bolts Indigo," his grandfather said and off
they went. I headed to the same place but chose a different route even
though I was sure that the man hadn't even noticed that I was there. My
cock was hardening rapidly and pushing at the front of my shorts so I did
what most guys do, or have done in such situations and that was that I
raised it up and let the waistband of my shorts hold it against my belly,
just like the boy had done.

As I walked toward them I pulled my t-shirt up enough to show off my now
fully engorged cock head. I can't fully explain it, but I was hot was all
hell showing my cock head off to the little boy, letting him see a
man-sized cock head. I quickly spit on a finger of my left hand then gently
rubbed up and down under the glans which of course tickled like crazy.

The little boy did the same, exposing his rigid boner to me again, then he
stroked himself, moving his foreskin back and forth over the head. I saw
his body shudder then his eyes close and the expression on his beautiful
smooth face reflect a feeling of intense pleasure.

"Grandpa I have to pee," the boy said, pulling on his little cock.

"In a minute Indigo," the man replied back.

"No, now. I know where it is and I'll be right back." He turned to face me,
smiled while he slowly pulled his shorts up over his dick, rubbed the front
of them then turned to walk away, looking over his shoulder to see if I
would follow. I did.

I walked about ten feet behind the boy who swayed his little ass as he
walked. You can say what you want about kids but I'm telling you, this one
knew exactly what he was doing. The bathroom was at the end of a secluded
hall and when he turned the corner to walk down it, he slid the back of his
shorts down, exposing his white little butt to me, and rubbing slightly on
one cheek so that if anyone were to see it happening they'd just think it
was a little kid with an itch. Kids that age can pull shit like that off so
easily.

I started to drool at the thought of pushing my tongue between those
glorious little mounds and licking the boy's hole until he cried out in
ecstasy. I felt my cock throb at the notion of what might happen in the
next 30 seconds.

He entered the restroom, I was almost on his tail, and when I came in he
turned to face me. "You're Kainoa's uncle aren't you?" I nodded my head
then he pulled his shorts down to his knees and pulled up his t-shirt,
fully exposing his rampant little penis for me.

"Do you like it?" he asked coyly.  I nodded my head

"You can touch it if you like but let's go inside the stall first" and said
then turned and went into the stall where the toilet was. I followed the
little cutie inside and he quickly shucked his shorts all the way off then
climbed onto the toilet seat giving me much better access to him.

"Go ahead, touch it."  I did as he requested, gripping the hard little
thing in my hand and squeezing it gently causing the little boy to
moan. "Oohhh gosh that feels good do that again." I squeezed on him some
more, then slowly stroked on his boy cocklet causing even more moans then
he told me to stop.

"I want to see your big cock now mister," and he stepped down off the
toilet seat. I undid the Velcro waist band and pulled my board shorts down,
allowing seven thick inches of uncut cock spring out.

"Gosh it's so big," he said in awe and he gripped it. "It's so warm and so
hard too," he said. The boy stroked me a couple of times then said,

"I want to suck your cock and I want you to suck mine but not here, not
now. Do you know Oak Street Park?"

I nodded my head then he told me to meet him by the tennis courts about
nine that night. "Then we can play some more."

He pulled his shorts back on and left the room, and I waited a moment
before leaving behind him.

I returned to where I had found him as he and the older man turned the
corner at the end of the isle. I had an overwhelming urge to jack off so
decided to leave the store and discovered as I exited the front door, the
man and the little boy headed toward their car as well. I stalled for a
moment, thinking they'd leave before I got to my car but that was not the
case. As I got closer, the man was getting back out saying he needed to get
something. The little boy saw me coming and I could hear him say he was
going to wait in the car and an argument ensued but the boy won out, the
older man telling him to stay put.

As I approached my car door he said,

"Hey" and I turned to see that his window was open so I leaned down on the
edge to be more eye level with him and looking into the car saw that his
shorts were down around his ankles, his knees spread open and his t-shirt
pulled up giving me a full on view of his softened boy hood.

"Do you want to touch me again," he asked with a smile on his beautiful
face while a hand played with his little cock and balls. There wasn't
another car for at least a half dozen spaces in either direction so I put
my hand through the open window and touched his stuff.

"I like it when you touch me there," he said, his voice becoming a little
bit husky. I felt his boy cock stiffen in my hand and gently squeezed on
it, stroked it, felt his marble sized balls in their crinkled little bag.

"What's your name" he moaned softly and I told him Dax.

"I'm Indigo. I love when you touch me Dax, I can hardly wait till you suck
on me tonight. In fact, open the door and move around to this side. I'll
watch for people and you can suck on my cock right here.  I looked toward
the store and his grandfather wasn't in sight nor was anyone else for that
matter, probably due to the fact that it was only a little after eight on a
Sunday morning. Indigo opened the door and I moved inside of it and he
turned sideways so that his feet were on the edge of the door jam, one leg
freed from his shorts so he could move easily and spread his little legs
open further.

"Common Dax, hurry and suck me before someone comes." I leaned in and took
his little cocklet into my mouth and sucked it to his balls which I also
sucked into my mouth. The boy moaned and held onto the sides of my head as
he thrust his hips slowly. Fuck he tasted so good, his boy odor was sweet,
almost a powdery fragrance. I pulled my head free and looked up when I
heard a car door slam, checking my environment. There was still no one
close by but there were cars entering the lot.

"I think we better stop for now Indigo," I said. I'd rather not get caught
at this."

"Let me see your cock again Dax, here stand with your back that way and
keep your eyes open." I did as I was told, and felt the boy undo the
waistband of my board shorts, and reach inside to grasp onto my flaming hot
hard cock. He lowered my clothes enough for my dick to stick out and looked
around before putting his lips on the swollen head and sucking on it a
little bit while his little hand stroked slightly on the firm shaft causing
bolts of electricity to slam through my body. It was incredible having the
boys' small mouth on me like that and I knew that, given a few minutes, I
would cum like a sex starved racehorse.

"Oh god Indigo stop please, I'm gonna squirt if you don't and besides
there's people starting to show up." He let go and allowed me to tuck
myself back in although I had to leave the waistband undone until my cock
deflated.

I saw his grandfather coming out of the store and commented on it.

"Oak Street Park tonight at nine," he reminded me. I nodded my head and
started to get into my car but he stopped me.

"Wait, I want to introduce you to my tutu Kane, my grandpa" I wasn't real
thrilled about that but would find out later that the little minx had a
plan in mind when he said it.

The older man saw me standing next to his care talking with Indigo. "Can I
help you with something," he asked.

"Look grandpa it's Kainoa's papa," he said, a deliberate lie. "That boy you
met at the beach last week, remember?" The man relaxed and nodded his head.

"I'm Dax," I said and extended my hand across the top of the car and he did
the same.

"Fred," was his response. "Your son made quite an impression on my grandson
it seems," he said with an affectionate smile.

"And Kainoa seems to think a lot of Indigo as well," I responded. "Perhaps
we'll have to figure out a way for them to spend more time together."

"I try to take Indigo to the beach every Wednesday and Saturday after
lunch. I can't do much more than that as his grandmother is in very poor
health and requires fairly constant attention. Sadly, that means that the
boy doesn't get to have friends over, not that he's made any since he's
been here." I nodded my head.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Well, perhaps we can arrange for Indigo to spend
time with us," I suggested. I looked down to see that the little boy was
practically slavering. Although his grandfather couldn't see him I could
see the front of his shorts down and his raging hard little boner and his
balls were in plain view and he was working them for all he was worth.

"I can give you my phone number if you'd like," Fred suggested so I pulled
out my cell phone and punched in the numbers, we said goodbye and Indigo
mouthed a thank you to me as he tugged his clothing into place.

I went straight home, stripped naked, lay on my bed, and relived the past
ten minutes. Legs spread open, I played with my balls as I slowly stroked
my cock, thinking about Indigo's lips on my cock and my mouth suckling
his. I wondered about where the whole thing was going to go and figured
that the possibilities were endless. I felt myself close to cumming and
backed off at the last instant and watched as a large glob of sperm oozed
out my piss slit. I scooped it up with a finger and ate it, savoring the
slightly bitter taste.

I continued onward, knowing that in 11 hours I was going to meet the boy
again and hopefully we'd both be able to be full naked. I found myself
looking forward to rolling skin to skin with the little boy, holding him,
and hopefully kissing and otherwise making out with him. I'd never in my
live harbored a fantasy about a preteen boy but here I was acting like a
13-year old boy on his first date. When I finally allowed my body to cum it
was almost thunderous, the most intense orgasm I'd had in ages. I lay on my
bed afterwards, my cum cooling and fingers idly toying with my balls and
softening cock. This was going to be fun.

I was at the appointed spot about ten minutes early and walked quietly
through the darkened park, looking for any sign of other people with the
same sort of mission I was on.  The park is huge so I concentrated on the
area around where my assignation was going to take place, the tennis
courts.

"Hey" a whispered voice called to me. I couldn't see a thing then some
heavy bushes parted and there he was, peering out from behind them, dressed
fully in black. Smart kid I thought to myself.  I walked over to him and in
a very soft voice he told me to get onto my knees and crawl in after him.
I discovered that there was a sort of trail that must have been made by
dogs, or even little boys like Indigo because I didn't think anyone much
older than he was could have made it.

I must have crawled for ten feet, the bushes pulling at my clothing,
snagging a few times before I entered a small clearing not much bigger than
a 3 or 4 man tent. He turned and faced me once I had gotten in and situated
on my ass on what felt like soft grass.

"I'm really glad you came Dax, I been thinking about you all day. This is a
really safe place, no one can see in and as long as we're quiet people
can't hear us even if they were standing just outside where we came in
from. He spoke in a whisper, giving me the audio volume cue. I nodded my
head. The bushes we were hiding in abutted three of the four walls of the
tennis court, obstructing it from view on those sides. There were a few
street lights that helped illuminate the area at night, enough to keep
vandals away. It was some of that light that came through the top of our
hideaway, providing more than enough light to see by.

Indigo stood up and pulled his shorts down to his ankles then stepped out
of them, hanging them on a bush branch.  His little cock was soft, his
balls tight to his slim little body underneath. He stepped close to me,
offering himself for my inspection, and being seated, his smooth young
boyhood was right at eye level for me. I put my hands on his slim hips,
pulled him closer, then licked at the end of his cock then reached up and
slid his foreskin back so I could get to his perfect little cock head. I
watched as it sprang to life right before my eyes, growing into a stiff
little white piece of boy flesh.

"Suck on my cock Dax, put my cock in your mouth," Indigo whispered and I
did as he asked. My warm mouth completely covered his cock and I sucked it
till my lips hit his pubic bone. With my hands on his hips, I directed him
into a fucking motion that he picked up on quickly, moving his boy boner in
and out of my mouth. God he tasted good, like he was freshly washed. His
soft moaning accompanied our movements, his hands were on my head for
support. I moved my hands around to his little ass, and I cupped and
kneaded the soft cheeks tenderly, spreading them open then closing them,
trailing a finger in his little crack, then coming around to his front and
cuppied his marble sized little balls. I took his cock from my mouth and
sucked the little bag inside, feeling the little nuts roll around in my
mouth. Indigo's breathing was becoming rapid, his moans more pronounced and
then he stopped.

"Take out your big cock Dax, I want to touch it and lick it and stuff. He
got to his knees beside me as I lay down and lifted my workout shorts from
under my ass and slid them down, then off. I wasn't wearing underwear
either, which made things easier, and faster.

The little boy grasped onto my rigid dick, clearly fascinated by it's size,
and stroked on it a few times, then let go and played with my balls,
hanging gently between my thighs, hefting them and squeezing them gently.

"Gosh I loved your big cock so much," he whispered. "I love how it feels in
my fingers," he said when his hand returned to my dick. The beautiful child
lifted it up and placed his lips to it, and when he pulled away, a string
of precum keep him attached to me as if my a silver thread. He asked what
it was.

"It's called precum Indigo and it's the beginning of sperm. Its purpose is
to make the head slippery so it fits in a girl's cunt easier."

"Or a boys' butthole," he said.

"Well, I suppose it could but a boys' butthole is much tighter and requires
something more slippery, it's called lube."

"Well, I want to see your sperm Dax. I've heard a little about it but never
saw any."

"Well, if you suck on me enough and stroke me it will help to make me cum,
to make my sperm squirt out."

"Okay, I can try," he said. Indigo tackled the job with enthusiasm, taking
the head and about an inch into his mouth before gagging.

"Slow down and don't try to take too much of it," I said softly. After
wiping the tears from his beautiful blue eyes the little boy went back to
it. I rubbed my fingers though his hair, and since he was perpendicular to
me I reached between his legs and played with his cock while he sucked
me. Typically, it would take a while but because he was so damned beautiful
and was the youngest boy I'd been with for 20 years, I figured it wouldn't
take long.

"Your mouth feels really good on my cock Indigo. Keep doing that and you'll
get my sperm to shoot pretty soon." I let go of his cock and rubbed his
tender little but, again, kneading the flesh. I let my fingers move up and
down his crack again, this time allowing them to gently graze across his
puckered little muscle. The boy moaned in response and seemed to push his
body back a little as if to encourage me to keep it up, so I did. Feeling
his hole, having him sucking my cock and the thought that our two body
points would eventually do a meet and greet got me to the sperming stage
pretty fast.

"I'm gonna squirt soon Indigo so you might want to take his head away." He
took his mouth from my cock and I directed him to hold my raging hard cock
tighter and to stroke faster. "Keep doing that Indigo, it won't take long
now. In a moment I felt the familiar tingling then felt my dick swell in
his little hand just before a geyser of thick white cream shot out in big
globs onto my belly. I thrust my hips in the air as Indigo continued to
stroke me until. My cock spit out another 4 solid streams of gooey sperm
then 3 more smaller burps of the stuff before it segued into oozing
mode. More of it slid out and down over his little fingers but he didn't
stop, he continued to stroke me. It was finally over and I sank back to the
earth.

"Oh gosh Dax that was awesome" the little boy whispered. I can hardly wait
till I can do that."

"Have you ever cum before Indigo?"

"I don't know what that is Dax."

I had been smart enough to bring with me a foot long 4-inch wide piece of
light cotton cloth that had formerly been the leg of sleepwear pants. I
went about cleaning myself off and told the boy to lay back on the grass,
which he did. I began to suckle him, drawing his nail hard boy cocklet into
my mouth and sucking for all I was worth. I bobbed my head up and down on
him, his moaning and breathing becoming more rapid very quickly.


"God that feels good Dax," he groaned and it wasn't long before he was
saying it tickled. "It tickles real bad Dax," he said, gently pushing at my
head for me to stop. Needless to say, I knew he would be grateful once it
was over so I kept it up. He tried to pry my head away but the feelings
became too intense and he laid back as the first convulsion of his orgasm
hit.

"Oh god oh god oh god," Indigo moaned.  He pushed his hips upward, trying
to force his little boy penis further into my mouth, holding onto my head
and almost screaming from the intense pleasure he was feeling. His little
body shook as he continued to orgasm for at least fifteen seconds, then
just totally relaxed, almost as if he had fainted. I kept it up until he
giggled and I pulled away from him.

I lay down beside him, letting my fingers trail over his smooth little body
when all of a sudden he was on me, kissing my lips, almost crying, grinding
his little pelvis into mine.

"Oh fuck that was too great Dax, what did you do to me? I never felt
anything like that before will you do it again for me oh please make me do
that again, that was so, so good a feeling."

I chuckled as I held onto his body, feeling my cock get hard all over again
from the pressure of his entire body pressing against me.

"I'd love to do that for you again sweetie, there's lots of things we can
do."

"Oh man, I want to. I want you to fuck me to Dax, I want to feel your man
cock inside my butt can we do that too, not tonight but sometime soon
please Dax can we please."

That was strange. He was the one who was so directive and decisive about
what he wanted and now he was all but begging me to do things to him.

"Like I said baby boy, there are all kinds of things we can do and fucking
is only one of them but in answer to your question, yes, I would love to
fuck if that's what you want." He hugged me tighter and kissed me some more
and I simply reveled in the feel of his body wrapped up in my arms.

"Oh yes, Dax, I want to do everything. But I have to get back before my
grandpa discovers I'm gone, not that he checks my room. At least I don't
think he does. Can we meet again Dax? Maybe I can come to your house or
something and you could fuck me in your bed.

"Well, how about if we meet again tomorrow night Indigo. As to going to my
house we'll figure it out, I promise." He hugged me and kissed me even more
then we separated and got dressed then quietly crawled back out.

"I live over there," he pointed to the houses on the far side of the park."

"How about if I walk you home then? I don't live that much farther past
you."

"I'd like that," he said, and took hold of my hand and off we went through
the darkened park.