Date: Mon, 21 Apr 2008 18:34:21 -0700 (PDT) From: tag michaels Subject: Flat Bellied Boy IV I have gotten a great deal of requests to do something more with this story and frankly I've felt the need as well, just not the motivation. As many of you know I tend to lose interest in stories after a chapter or four as I have so many new ideas crowding at my brain all of the time. In any case, this will most likely be the final chapter of this story. As I've said, boys tend to move on as they grow older and they do so for a variety of reasons. That's the nature of boys and its okay. This chapter is likely to be shorter than most. I'm not really into it but do feel compelled to complete it so, short though it may be, I hope it still holds your interest and stands up to the previous chapters. On another note I realized that the story began somewhere in May or June but my characters are off to Los Angeles for the Oscars which are in February. All I can say is sorry. The evening was a lot of fun. The food and atmosphere at Lowry's is superb and our hosts interesting and attentive. A few well known movie stars stopped by to say hello to me and of course I introduced them to everyone at the table. Mason was highly impressed but the rest of table took it in stride. I guess when you're part of the upper echelons of society, whether by fame or money, you get used to it. Dinner conversation was light, allowing us all to get to know each other a little better. Arrangements were made for Mason to spend the next day with our new friends and my boy seemed genuinely thrilled to be included. I wondered if he'd get or take any opportunities to play and felt a very slight pang of jealousy at his being with someone else. After dinner David had the driver take us up Mulholland Drive and of course everyone was impressed with the views of the city at night. We were dropped off at our hotel about ten with the promise of Mason being picked up at nine in the morning. In our bungalow we both went about undressing and once again I was reminded at how erotic it can be to watch a boy take his clothes off. Down to his briefs Mason came toward me and for the umpttenth time I was all but mesmerized by his perfect body. The bikini briefs fit him like a glove, enhancing all that made him a boy. His torso was so incredible that I felt my heart flutter at the sight of him. He slipped into my arms, pressing as much of his smooth warm skin against mine as possible in such a situation. The bulge of his boyhood pride and joy was no exception and even though he was fully soft it was still quite evident as it pressed against my own stuff. He laid his head against my shoulder so I gently rubbed my fingers through his hair while my other hand played up and down his back and I reveled again at the sensation of growing muscle. Both of Mason's hands were on my back but they simply held me. "Been a busy day for you hasn't it baby boy," I said softly, "lots of new and exciting things." Mason nodded his head and sighed. "I love it when you hold me like this Jon," he said softly against my neck. "It makes me feel like a little boy again, it makes me feel love." My heart melted for the boy. By all accounts he hadn't had much of what we were doing right then, just being held. I continued to rub his head and his back and as much as I wanted to let my hand or hands stray down onto the cheeks of his totally glorious butt I didn't. This wasn't about sex but about love and caring. Mason snuggled in closer to me, as if that were possible. I could easily feel his softened cock as it all but mashed against the base of mine and his fourteen year old heart beating softly against my chest. Mason's hands moved then, down toward my waist where one hand stayed and the other moved lower and rested on my butt, both hand exerting a little pressure as if he were afraid that I'd back away from him. I didn't know for sure what Mason's motives were at that moment; they could have gone either way. "I love how your skin feels against mine," he whispered, "so soft and warm." I was glad that the boy had the same thoughts as I had a moment before. I took a chance and allowed my hands to move south as well, continued to rub against his back as they headed toward his butt. The eventually finished their journey and as I had before, I reveled in the feel of his body underneath the tight fitting underwear. Mason did have the most delicious ass of any boy I'd ever been with. He had done some time swimming and a lot of time skating and those things, combined with some good genetics, provided the boy with an ass that even straight guys could not help but drool over. The fleshy and muscled orbs belonged in my hands and I couldn't help but squeeze them gently. "You like my butt don't you Jon?" Mason asked. "I love everything about you baby boy including this," I responded and gave him an extra squeeze. "I like your butt too," he said softly and squeezed me back. There was a pause then he said, "I like it better when your hands are on my flesh though." I may be a lot of things but obtuse isn't one of them. I slipped both hands under the waistband of his briefs and cupped his ass. Mason sighed again and relaxed against me a little more. I kneaded his flesh, squeezing and moving the orbs so that I was opening his hole to the air. I felt myself begin to stir, willed my dick to stay soft. I still wasn't sure where Mason was going with this, if anywhere, and I didn't want to spoil the moment for the boy. "Jon," he said softly, "can you take my underwear off?" with my hands still deep inside his briefs, I simply moved my arms outward and downward, pulling the fabric along with them. Mason moved away from me just far enough to free up his cock and pushed back against me as soon as the job was completed. Clearly the boy didn't want to lose body contact so I managed to get his underwear down as far as I could then raised a foot, hooked the crotch with my toes and tugged them down to his ankles and before I could let go he stepped out of them. Without saying anything Mason began the same process with me and as soon as it was accomplished pressed his muscled body back tightly against me. I could feel his cock begin to respond to the situation, the shaft pressing against my balls in the beginning of its rise to glory. I quit trying to stave off the inevitable and allowed my cock to have its own head, so to speak. Mason made a yummy sound against neck as he continued to rub on my lower back and my ass. "Do you ever think about. fucking me Jon?" he asked quietly. I was a little surprised but answered him. "Sure Mason, I've wondered about it, but I don't dwell on it." "Really?" "Sure, why wouldn't I. I'm a gay man and you're the hottest thing on the planet and we've already determined that we like being sexual with each other so sure, fucking you would be the next logical step in the progression. "You're so kind to me," the boy said and I knew he was passing comment on my saying he was so hot. Both of our cocks were straining to be allowed to go follow their natural course but neither of us made any move to allow it. "I've thought about it too Jon, especially after this afternoon, after I did it to you. I think I want you to, fuck me I mean. Not right now or anything but before we go home." At that, the boy moved his waist backward enough to allow both cocks free reign and of course his immediately sprung to its zenith. He then pressed back against me, mashing both pieces of rigid flesh between us. If I was unsure of Mason's motives before, I thought I was pretty clear right then. I mean, what other logical conclusion could there be for a naked fourteen year old boy with a ram rod hard dick. Since it was open and exposed I leaned forward and nuzzled the crook of Mason's neck, first gently, then with a little more force. The boy purred with pleasure then moaned and shivered while clutching me a little tighter. When I started kissing and sucking on it he seemed to hold on for dear life. "Oh fuck Jon," he groaned, "I think we should go to your bed." I agreed, backed away and took his hand then headed up stairs, turning the lights off as we went. In the bedroom Mason went to the bed while I turned on the lights and dimmed them before joining him. I gazed down at him a moment and took in the sight of a healthy teenage boy in all his raging sexual glory. The boy could be a model there was no doubt about that but sure as I was about it I was equally sure that it didn't interest Mason much. I knelt on the bed then lowered myself slowly, leaning down and kissing him gently on the lips. Mason responded in kind then threw his arms around my neck and pulled me to him then really kissed me, his tongue shoving its way inside my mouth and greeting mine like a long lost friend. When we finally broke away I went back to his neck, kissing and nuzzling there and getting plenty of moans and groans in the process. I felt Mason's hand leave my neck then seek out and take hold of my cock and squeeze the hardened flesh. I did the same to him although access to all that made him a boy was open for grasping. Grasp I did and gasp Mason did, taking his breath in sharply as I cupped and fondled his balls. I slid my body downward, stopping at the nipple oasis for a suckle or two, the move taking my cock from his grasp. I didn't stay at his breast long but moved farther south, kissing and licking on his flat rippled torso until I was within striking distance of his cock. I turned my head looked it in the eye, noticing the entire head was shiny, my jacking him spreading his precum. I admired it a moment before washing the entire swollen head with my tongue and getting more gasps along with both of his hands in my hair. I held my hand flat against his pubic bone opened wide to keep the head exposed then swallowed him whole. I didn't stay there long but slid my mouth back up, tightening my grip as I slid over the rim of his dick then made the return trip a few more times. I moved his foreskin back up and suckled it a bit, twirling it in my mouth. I sucked and jacked him so that the foreskin moved back and forth over his cock head right along with my mouth. I always found that a little hotness making and I knew that Mason liked it too. I continued to work the boy over and of course it didn't take a whole long time before he was ready to blow. When he informed of the impending event I simply worked harder and about fifteen seconds later was rewarded with a groan, a thickening of his cock against my lips, the flex of his belly then the flood of warm sperm in my mouth and a flood it was. The boy could pump out the juice and this time was no exception, six solid squirts before he moved into the oozing stage. I'd kept his foreskin off the head during the entire creaming and continued to do so although I also continued to stroke and milk his fleshy tube. Mason's body finally relaxed against the mattress and I reluctantly took my mouth from his cock and slid up along side of him. He continued to lie there, eyes close, while his body panted until his breathing finally slowed. He finally opened his eyes and turned his head toward me and a smile split his mouth open. "Fuck I love that so much Jon, having you suck me like that then cumming in your mouth. Do you like it when I do that to you?" I nodded my head and he asked if I wanted him to do for right then. I shook my head. "No baby boy but thanks for asking. It's getting late, we've had a long day and another one tomorrow but I'd love to take a rain check." He smiled again, kissed me then said it was available whenever I was ready. He rolled over and back into me and I automatically held him, his firm virgin butt pressed against my still hard cock which didn't seem to phase the teen in the least. The next morning was a bit of a whirlwind. I was being picked up at eight and Mason at nine. We got up about six thirty, showered and ordered breakfast delivered. My driver was on time so I kissed Mason, told him to have a great day and would see him later that evening; the plan being that David Cody and the boys would pick me up about six for dinner at Capo's. MASON SPEAKS Jon kissed me and left and having nothing else to do for an hour I roamed around the hotel grounds and finally settled on a bench in one of the gardens. I liked California. It was beautiful and so warm all the time. I didn't care all the much for the winters at home and wondered for a moment about moving there when I got older. I thought about Jon and what was happening between us. I really liked him a lot and loved being sexy with him. He was gentle and kind and let me do things at my own pace which was really nice. I thought about having fucked him the day before and how incredible it had been then wondered about his fucking me. I really wanted to try it but was pretty nervous about it. Then I got to thinking about the day ahead of me, hanging out with Dane and Brett and stuff. Those boys were way cute and I knew that they would be more than happy to play sexy with me and I sort of wanted to try it but again, was really nervous about it. Brett's cock was so fucking huge I couldn't imagine sucking it but I sure wanted to play with it a little bit. I wondered if he fucked Dane, figured he did, but also thought there was no way that thing was going in my ass. I wondered what I'd do if they actually wanted to do stuff while we were together that day, not realizing that we'd be in public most of the time so it was doubtful there would be any opportunity for any playtime. My dick started to get hard thinking about it. I shoved the palm of my hand into my crotch, pushing at the stiffening shaft which didn't help matters at all. I wondered if I had time to jack off before they picked me up so hurried back to our cottage to check the time. I had almost twenty minutes so kicked off my shoes, shoved my jeans and underwear off and sat on the sofa with my legs spread wide open. I looked down at my cock, by then full on hard and resting against my belly. I loved my cock as I'm sure most boys do. The feelings around it and my balls were so intense sometimes that I felt faint when I played with myself and when sometime when my sperm shot out I had to be sitting down cuz my knees would get so weak I couldn't stand. I put my hands on my belly then pushed them down, the fingers touching my pubic hair then veering off to each side of my stuff. They moved down into the crease of my crotch, curling down farther as they moved then one hand turned and cupped my soft balls and the other went to the base of my cock. I tugged on my smooth eggs and pushed my dick upright then grasped it with my hand and started stroking. Fuck I loved jacking off so much. I loved the feeling of my hard cock in my hand and feel of my hand grasping tightly onto my cock. I loved playing with my balls, tugging and squeezing and sometimes mashing them around so roughly that had I not been in a fog of hotness I would have hurt myself. I kept my eyes glued to my crotch, the sight of what I was doing even more stimulus. My mind went to the plane and I saw Brett's big cock hanging between his slender thighs and then, for some reason a thought entered my mind. I'd tried once or twice the year before but I was bigger now and I wondered if I could actually get my cock into my mouth since I was pretty limber. I looked at the clock and decided to try. I quickly got on the floor, got in close to the sofa with my feet on the cushions then started maneuvering my body to get my legs up over my head. I watched as my swollen cock head got closer and before I knew it I could stick my tongue out and lick at it. My legs finally flipped and there I was, asshole sticking in the air and my cock in front of my face. I opened my mouth then put the head inside and closed. The feelings were incredible. I sucked and licked, a little amazed at how my foreskin felt when covering my cock and sort of reveling in the taste of my own precum. I sucked as though it was Jon I was sucking and before I knew it my hand got in under my legs and I started jacking off. I could only use my thumb and two fingers but sometimes that was the hottest way to do it, reminding me of when I was a younger boy and couldn't yet get my hand around my small boy's dick. Without thinking my other hand went around the other side and I began fingering my hole. I'd given a lot of thought to Jon fucking me and I really wanted to try it. I managed to get my finger inside and within a half minute felt my balls start to tingle. I shoved the finger in as far as I could and jacked my cock faster, the fingers gripping the warm flesh and in seconds my dick began pumping warm sperm into my mouth. The position became uncomfortable almost immediately and in one fell swoop I tossed my legs back onto the sofa. Since my lower body was still sort of high in the air my sperm shot onto my face. I heard myself groan out loud at the intensity of the feelings as a second and third glob of cum landed on my smooth face. Often times when I cummed I kept my foreskin retracted or at least away from my slit cuz I loved watching my cum shots. I often got distance when I squirted and watching the white goo blast up onto my chest and belly was even more of a turn on. Once it started dribbling though I made my foreskin slide back and forth over the oozing head and keeping the intense feeling going for a little longer. I finally relaxed, my chest heaving. Good God that had been intense and I knew that I'd found yet another way to love myself. I wondered if I'd tell Jon about it and knew that I would. He might even want to see me suck my own dick and I knew that would be hot as hell too. A glance at the clock showed that I had only a few minutes before they were there so despite wanting to lay there and revel in the after cum feelings I got up and went to the bar and cleaned myself off at the sink. My legs were still quite weak from the experience and all the nerves in my body seemed to be tingling. Yeah, I'd be trying that again. I got dressed, opened the door in a rush and headed out nearly knocking Dane over in the process. "Oh fuck I'm sorry," I said. The cute green eyed boy smile and said "No worries. We were early so I came to get you." "I had to go to the bathroom," I said, thinking I needed to make an excuse for not being out front. Dane nodded his head, smiled then reached up and touched my face just in front of my ear. He pulled his hand back and revealed a small bit of cum. "Hair gel," he said then licked it off. "My favorite kind too," he told me with an even bigger smile. "You know I'm gonna wanna hear that story some time. Common." He grabbed my hand and tugged and we both ran toward the hotel and the waiting Rolls, Dane keeping my hand in his for a good twenty feet before letting go. Riding in a Rolls Royce, being chauffeured, is something I could get used to. The driver let us off at the main entrance where we were met by a Disneyland VIP guide. I suppose I could go on for days about all the things we did but that would likely be boring. Suffice to say that it was the best day of my life up to that point. As VIP guests we had front of the line privileges for all rides and believe me the lines for some of the rides were so long that I didn't feel guilty cutting in front of people. For lunch we went to Club 33, the little known and very private membership only restaurant that is the only place in Disneyland where alcohol is served. The place is amazing all done in dark woods and rich carpets and incredible food. I found out there is a dress code which is why all of us had worn nice jeans and button down shirts for the day. Laughter at one of the tables laughter caught our attention and we turned to see Jim Carey entertaining the people at his table. Apparently quite a few famous people were members of the exclusive club where membership is about $11,000.00 with annual dues around $4,000.00. A meal there costs the same as the entry fee into Disneyland. I wondered briefly if I would ever have that kind money. The rest of the day was eventful only in that we rode ride after ride. In the gift shops I bought a few things, Jon having given me a hundred dollars, "just in case," he'd told me. I felt weird accepting it but he insisted although he also said that David had already told him they would pay for everything. During a lull in the afternoon Dane and I were sitting eating an ice cream cone while the other three were going on a ride for the second time. Dane broached the subject of sex. "Can I ask you a question?" he said and of course I figured it was about the cum on my face that morning. He saw the look on my face and figured that was what I was thinking but smiled and shook his head. "No, not about that although I do want to hear the story. What's the story with you and Jon?" I explained the story to him and he listened attentively then told me that he had been thirteen the first time he and Cody had been sexy together. He told me how David came into their loves and that he was still only thirteen the first time David fucked him. "Oh man that was something else Mason, having that big cock shoved up my butt. Obviously though it prepared me for Brett's dick." He then told me about meeting Brett and what that was all about. "So are you and Jon, you know, fucking." I was sure my face got a little red but I told him the situation. "I told him last night that I want him to fuck me before we go back home though." Dane explained how he loved having a cock in his ass and between the three guys in his life he had all the cock he wanted. He told me a little bit about his adventures on a ranch in Montana that David grew up on, his exploits in Mexico at a house that David owned down there as well as some boys in Hawaii that he'd gotten to know. "Gosh Mason there's a boy in Honolulu who is like, really short and small but has a cock that is over eleven inches long. It's incredible. We had a boy party at his house for his fourteenth birthday and he fucked a twelve year old boy who took the whole thing. I mean, I let him fuck me too and I gotta say it was pretty wild. You know if you have an email address or something and wanna go over with us sometime I know that David would be okay with that." I thought about it, not sure if being in a orgy was something that I wanted to try but in any case I told him I didn't have a computer then explained about living with my grandmother and stuff. We ended up going the restroom and since the place was pretty busy we shared a toilet stall. Standing there with both cocks hanging out we checked each others stuff, Dane being smaller than me but not by much. It looked as though he trimmed down there too, his dark blonde pubic hair a nice patch above his dick and his balls as smooth as a baby's.. We finished and went back outside to side and Dane continued the conversations whispering that he wouldn't mind spending some sexy time with me and knew that Brett would love to as well "You're welcome to spend the night with us while you're here and hey, no strings attached unless you want to, okay?" I nodded my head and a few minutes later the other three showed up and our discussion ended with Dane telling me that having Jon fuck me would be the best and that I should have him do it as soon as possible as it would most likely deepen the relationship. I thought about what he'd said about spending the night but mostly rejected the idea. I was still really new to this whole thing and besides I was there with Jon and even though I knew he'd be okay with me staying a night with those guys I would still feel guilty even if I did want to be with them. I also thought about what he's said about Jon fucking me. I was nervous about it but talking with Dane made me realize that I was missing out on something that was probably going to be pretty fantastic. We picked Jon up from the hotel and headed to dinner at Capo, a top of the line Italian restaurant. It wasn't very big, only a dozen or so table so it was packed from the time we went in until we left two hours later. The food was pretty, at least as far as I could tell never having had much Italian cooking before. They dropped us off about nine with the promise of picking me up again at nine the next morning. All through dinner I kept spacing out, thinking about what it would be like with Jon's big cock inside of me. I had sort of planned on having him fuck me on our last day in LA but finally came to the conclusion that Dane had mentioned and that was that Jon's fucking me would most likely deepen our relationship. So it was that as we entered the bungalow where we were staying I had butterflies in my belly in anticipation of what was to come. JON SPEAKS Mason was a lot more quiet from the time they picked me up, through dinner, and until we got back to the bungalow. I was curious about they why's and of course was nervous or anxious that maybe he had played with the boys and was having second thoughts about being with me, an older man. I didn't want to address the situation in front of everyone so kept quiet and in doing so didn't fully appreciate the meal. He did become a little more animated after I asked him how his day had gone, telling me about various rides they'd gone on and lunch at Club 33. We got dropped off with the promise of being picked up in the morning for another day of LA sightseeing and since I was free I'd be going with them. As soon as we got through the lobby of the hotel Mason snuggled up beside me and put his arm around my waist and I automatically draped an arm across his shoulder which encouraged him to snuggle a little closer. I figured then that my boy was okay. "Do we have time for a swim Jon?" he asked. "We have time to do anything we want," I told him with a smile. He came into my arms and kissed me then asked if I'd swim with him and I nodded my head. I watched him undress then go about meticulously placing his outer clothes on hangers and neatly folding his underwear and socks. He did this fully naked so I all but stared at his cock, fully warmed and hanging at full length as it swayed with his movements, his foreskin partially retracted so that the tip of his penis poked out. Not for the first or last time I admired the almost chiseled form of his lower belly, the perfect V shape that culminated all those glorious things that made him a boy. We both shrugged into swim suits, grabbed a couple towels and headed for the pool where Mason returned to his exuberant boy self. We swam for about fifteen minutes then went back inside. "I'm gonna hit the shower Mason," I told him and he nodded his head then asked if he could join me and he smiled hugely when I said that I was hoping he would. "You just like to see me naked," he said with a teasing smile. I nodded my head and he said he sort of liked seeing me naked too. That certainly bolstered my ego. I stepped to one side and waved him toward the stairs then followed him up, all the while admiring his perfectly formed and tight smooth butt. We got the shower going, rinsed, and then went about washing ourselves. I loved watching a boy groom especially when they didn't really know you were watching them. Like most males he spend extra care with his boyhood charms, roughly knocking his balls and cock around as he soaped and washed every inch of flesh in the area. And of course when he did his cock he grasp it at the base in a soapy hand then drag the hand all the way down and over the end. He did it a half dozen times and when he was done I noticed that he'd started to get hard. It was only slight, the tip pointing more out toward the tips of his feet and not the center of his arch. "Want me to do your back?" I asked him and of course he nodded his head and said he'd like that. I soaped, washed, massaging his shoulders before moving south. Of course he groaned in pleasure as did so. I did the glorious orb of his butt before sliding my fingers up inside his crack. Mason stepped out with one foot to allow me access to his most private spot, gave it a second thought, and placed his foot up on the plastic seat that was molded into the wall of the shower. He then bent over slightly which over all gave me very open access as well as a partial view. The behavior seemed a little outr‚ for Mason but I didn't give it much of a thought. Instead I proceeded to run my fingers back and forth over the puckered muscle and on the forward motion pushed against his hanging balls. "God that feels so good," he moaned and at the same time seemed to push his slender little butt out even further. I continued to massage his hole as well as his balls and even reached through and up, grasping onto his fully hardened cock. On the way back I stopped and gently inserted a finger up into his ass and began finger fucking him while reaching around to his front and taking full hold of his stiffened cock and slowly stroking him. It only took about a half minute before he told me to stop. When I pulled my finger out of him he turned and fell into my arms, plastered his lips against mine, and kissed me with the kind of passion one generally sees on the movie screen. "Let's go to your bed Jon, I want you to fuck me." I leaned my head backwards and raised an eyebrow. He nodded his head. "I talked with Dane about today and I been thinkin about it a lot and I really want to do it, I really to feel you inside of me. Can we please Jon?" He said the past part while grasping onto my rigid dick and stroking me as if I needed more encouragement. "Can we please indeed," I thought to myself, as though I'd ever refuse a boy when he all but begged me to fuck him. I nodded my head and took the shower nozzle down and began rinsing him. He bent over and reached behind himself and pulled his cheeks apart then moaned loudly as I sprayed his hole and the underside if of his smooth balls. Once done we both exited the shower and dried off then walked toward the bed, two stiff dicks bobbing in the air as they led the way like a pair of bloodhounds. Mason was in front of me and again I admired the beauty and firmness of his young teenager's butt and felt my cock throb in the knowledge that it was going to be buried up to my balls between those orbs in a very short amount of time. Mason flopped onto the bed and rolled onto his back. I followed suit only stayed on my belly and went for his cock. I squeezed and stroked the thick tube, slowly covering and uncovering his swollen, almost red tinged head. I leaned down and took him into my mouth and began suckling him, my tongue exploring the contours that it found. I didn't stay long but took my mouth from him and moved my body down between his legs and started licking and sucking on his smooth hair free balls. Mason moved his legs as far open as he could which allowed my tongue to pretty push his soft sac of eggs all over the place. Without asking or me telling him the beautiful young teen pulled his legs all the back and exposed his hole for me. I gazed longingly for just a moment at the tight puckered muscle then buried my tongue in there. I'd not rimmed Mason before so this was new territory for both of us and neither of us were quiet about it. I loved eating a boy's ass. I loved pulling his cheeks as far open as they could go and shoving my tongue against his wrinkled skin and trying to worm my way up inside of him. If a boy had no hair, and Mason didn't, it seemed even better so as I ate my way to oblivion I couldn't help but grind my cock into the sheets and mattress because of the fog of hotness that I was in. Judging from the moaning it seemed that Mason too was in a fog of hotness. I finally stopped and got off the bed to retrieve the lube. I slathered my cock from the head to my balls then smeared Mason's hole with it. "Are you going to do it now Jon?" he asked, looking through half lidded eyes while one hand stroked his cock. I explained that I'd use a single finger first then add a second one to get him primed for my cock. "The hotter you are baby boy the easier it is, even for people who aren't doing it for their first time." He nodded his head in understanding and spread his legs then pulled them back again. I moved my body in close and somewhat sideways so that I would be able to hold back his right leg and give him a bit of a break. He sort of flexed his puckered little hole as if in anticipation as I moved my hand in then slipped a finger up inside him for the second time in ten minutes. I started the motion, sliding out then back in. I curved my finger so that it grazed across the more sensitive upper walls and also his prostate which of course earned a loud groan. Mason began panting more heavily as I brought his heat level back toward where he'd been in the shower. After a solid minute or more I gently inserted a second finger, stretching him a little wider. It wasn't as wide as my dick was going to be but at least it would help ease the pain a little bit. Mason's hand was busy on his cock while I prepped him so it didn't take very long before he told me he was ready. "I think you better put it in me Jon or else I'm gonna cum." That was what I was waiting for. Most boys I'd ever fucked did that, told me when they were ready and I've always felt that was the best way for they know better than I when the time is right and at that time, Mason was ready to lose his second virginity. I moved my body so that I was directly in front of him, my rock hard cock pointing toward him. I continued to move my fingers in and out of his ass as I positioned myself and when I felt it was perfect I slipped my fingers out and pushed my swollen cock head in past the tight ring of muscle. "Wait Jon," Mason grimaced. I didn't move but I did give him directions. "Breathe out baby boy and relax your body." He did as I asked and in about a half minute or so told me to go ahead and go ahead I did. I moved his legs so the calves rested against the front of my shoulders, reached my hands around and rested them on his quadriceps then slowly inserted my cock into Mason's exquisitely tight ass until my pubic hair touched his butt. "How you doing baby," I asked softly. "I'm okay Jon. It's all the way in isn't it?" He didn't really want an answer but went on, "It isn't that bad really but it feels sort of weird like." I told him I understood. I had him bend his legs then I put my hands underneath them and held them back out of the way as I began the process of really loving my boy for his first time. I went slowly, sliding my cock in and out of him, my eyes alternating between watching my action and the expressions on Mason's smooth young face. Clearly Mason was I in no pain, had passed from that point into the pleasure arena. His mouth was parted slightly and the tip of his tongue would slip out and lick at a lip then go back into hiding. He opened his eyes, if half lidded with lust can be considered opened, and smiled at me. "This is really starting to fee good Jon. It makes me wish I hadn't waited so long." I began to pick up speed and Mason's breath started to come faster. I pushed his legs a little further back and rose up slightly on my knees in an effort to get as much of me inside of him as possible. I felt my balls swing and whack easily against his butt before being pulled pack. The feelings were getting very intense for me as well. It had been awhile since I'd been buried deep inside of a young teen or anyone else for that matter and being inside of Mason got me to the edge even quicker. I'd wanted this almost from the first time I saw him and now, here I was, plunging seven plus inches of rock hard cock into tight ass of the cutest darn teenage boy I'd had the pleasure of pleasuring in years. I knew I wouldn't last much longer so I let go of one leg, resting it on my shoulder, reached down and took hold of Mason's cock and began stroking it. "I'm gonna cum pretty soon Mason. Are you ready to squirt too?" He nodded his head so I picked up speed and began hammering my cock into him with force and causing the boy to grunt slightly when I bottomed out inside of him. He began moaning loudly as the double sensations of having his fourteen year old cock stroked and getting fucked took him to the edge of clouds and rain, held him there a moment, then shoved him over. "Oooowww Gaaaawd," Mason groaned as his cock thickened in my hand then shot a wad of white goo clear up to his chin. He squirted a second time and then I came and began dumping a large amount of sperm inside of him. His asshole constricted with each squirt, enhancing my own orgasm and causing me to wiggle my ass from side to side as I continued to ram my cock into him. All in all the boy gave up five solid jets of warm sperm, leaving streaks of white that descended down his chest onto his heaving belly, the latter continuing to constrict as more cum continued to pulse out of cock head and run down over my fingers. I finally stopped fucking him and just stayed quiet, still deep inside of him. I let go of his cock and wiped my fingers on the towel that I'd brought out of the shower with me. Mason lay there quietly as well, his breathing still heavy. After I'd taken my hand from his dick, his hand took its place, squeezing the length of him then roughly playing his nuts then reaching farther down to feel where our bodies were still connected. I let his legs back down and he finally opened his eyes and smiled at me. "That was awesome Jon," he said, his hand moving up to rub on my belly. "I really want to kiss you right now." I smiled and told him to give me both hands, which he did. I explained what I was going to do and in less than thirty seconds the boy was sitting on my lap, my cock still buried in his ass. He put his arms around my neck and kissed me hard, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I kept one hand on his back and put the other behind his head and kissed back just as hard as he was kissing me. He finally broke it off and lay his head on my shoulder so both of my hands began rubbing up and down his back and onto his glorious butt. "Was it good for you too Jon?" he whispered, "was I good." I hugged him to me rather hard. "Fantastic Mason, it was fantastic, everything I'd ever dreamed that it might me." He kissed my neck then moved a hand down behind him to feel again where my cock entered his body. He cupped and played with my balls a moment as well. "I still can't believe it's all in there Jon and you're still hard too. And some of your sperm is leaking out." He moved his hand back up then sat up so that he could look into my eyes, which he did. "I love you," he finally said. "I just really realized it, that I love you. Maybe I'm gay maybe I'm not but right now I know that I love you." He spoke in a soft gentle voice and I watched as his eyes watered then a single tear fell out and rolled down his right cheek. I leaned forward and licked it off. "I love you too baby boy, very much, and thank you for the gift you've just given me." I kissed him tenderly on the lips then gently encouraged his head to rest on my shoulder again. He went willingly then snuggled his head in close. For me that's almost more satisfying than fucking a boy; holding him like that after fucking him, still inside of him. The emotional feelings I get from it are the best. We stayed like for a good two minutes without speaking then he sat up again and pointed out what I had also noticed. "Your cock is still fully hard isn't it Jon?" I nodded my head. "Me too," he said, leaning his body back far enough so that we could both see the evidence as well as the tip of his cock head poking out of his foreskin. "It would be a shame to waste them. I think you should fuck me again," he said with a toothy smile. I couldn't have agreed more. MASON SPEAKS I was kind of quiet all through dinner and I knew that Jon had noticed it but he didn't say anything. I'd made my mind up about having him fuck me and was sort of dwelling on what it was going to be like, would it hurt, would I like it, would I start it then stop for some reason, would I be able to cum, what position would he choose to fuck me in. The list went on but that was the gist of it. I really wanted to do it; I really wanted to give myself to Jon as he'd given himself to me. I was beginning to think I might even love him, really actually love him. As much as I wanted to have him fuck me I needed to burn off some energy so we swam for a while and that helped a lot. In the shower afterwards when he played with my asshole then rinsed it off was when I really got into the whole idea that I was actually going to do it. His finger had felt so good in my ass I really wanted to feel his cock stretch me out. On his bed he licked me down there for the first time and I thought I was going to die. The feelings were so totally incredible that I can barely describe it. Having his tongue probing my hole like it was trying to get inside of me really cemented in my brain the need, not just the want, of having Jon bury his big cock inside my ass. It hurt when he first went in but relaxing and breathing like he told me helped a lot. It wasn't all that great when he started to fuck me but it didn't take very long before it became great. I understood then why gay guys like to get fucked. It wasn't as much fun as fucking but it was sure close. Jon's jacking me off while he fucked me was more than I could stand and when I came, I swear it was the best sperming that I'd ever had in my life. Having him hold me in his lap afterwards with his cock still inside of me made me feel warm and protected and wanted, feelings I hadn't felt since being a little boy. I could have stayed there forever but my cock was still hard as stone and the feeling of having Jon still inside of me reignited the "I want to get fucked" feelings all over again. I was really glad when Jon agreed with me. "Hold on to my neck Mason," he told me and when I did he slowly lowered me back down onto the bed, all the while keeping his hard cock in my ass. Once there he put his arms under my legs then leaned forward which rocked me more up onto my back. He put his hands on the bed beside me and lowered himself all the way down. I swear every available inch of his cock was shoved into my ass and I wished he'd had more to give. Our faces were inches apart and he leaned down to kiss my lips. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him hard then broke it off. "Fuck me Jon. Fuck me good and hard," I whispered. Oh man did he fuck me and it was both good and hard. From the position we were in he was almost driving straight down into my ass. I could feel his balls push against my butt each time he went back inside of me and he seemed to go so deep that I thought I could almost feel his cock push against my stomach. I loved it; I loved every bit of it. Watching his face as he fucked me, feeling his body taking over mine and making me feel things I couldn't feel by myself. And there was the feeling of being fucked. It was almost animal like, his need to breed with me and my need to be bred. I wanted all of him and I wanted it rammed into me so that it hurt. Not really painful hurt but just on the edge of that. I reached down and put my hands on his butt and began pulling and pushing, helping him to fuck me as good as he could. "Fuck Jon I love this," I whispered. "Fuck me hard; fuck your big fat cock into my ass hard and make me cum Jon, oh fuck make me cum again." I was a little surprised that I said those things but it's what I felt. He began to do as I asked, fucking me with all his power. He began slamming down into me, shoving his big hard cock deeper into my ass than he had before. He stayed inside and ground his ass in circles then went back to slamming into me again. I could hear as well as feel his heavy balls as they whacked against my butt. I could feel my body move on the bed he was fucking me so hard. I heard myself grunt each time he slammed into me and felt myself get ready to cum. "Harder Jon, fuck me harder. I'm almost ready to cum, make me cum Jon, please make me cum." I was whimpering, a sound that hadn't come from my body since I was little. The mix of pain and pleasure was consuming me and I felt tears start welling in my eyes at the same time I felt my balls constrict and I began to cum. "Oh yeah, oh fuck oh God, ooooohhhhhhhh," I cried out as my sperm began shooting out onto my belly and tears began running down my face. I pulled Jon tighter to me on his down stroke and I wished there was someway that I could use my legs to push my ass off the bed and meet his thrusts, to get him deeper inside of me. Above me I heard Jon moan then felt his cock thicken against the sides of my asshole followed by the warmth of his sperm as he fucked it into my body. He slammed me, he stayed deep inside of me and moved his ass from side to side then pulled out and slammed into me again. He went in from the side which shoved his cock against the inside walls of my bowels then moved his body farther forward so that when he came back down he pushed against the back side of my bowels and seemed to stretch my hole a little wider. I felt my balls and my belly tingle and knew that I was going to cum again, something that had never happened to me before and I all but screamed out my body shook from a second sperming. Then I must have fainted. JON SPEAKS I managed to get Mason onto his back again, draped my hands under his legs and leaned forward. I pulled almost all of the way out of the boy then plunged back inside of him, burying every available millimeter of my cock in his ass. I loved fucking a boy from that position because I felt it gave me the best control as well as depth so from there I proceeded to give the best fucking performance that I had in years. I know there are guys out there who can fuck for ever but I'm and never have been one of those. Being a lover of boys and expending most of my sexual endeavors in that direction I'd matched my own pace to theirs so that most of the time I came when they did or shortly thereafter. All that being said I managed to fuck Mason for almost fifteen minutes before he finally came and when he did I was positive that he had a double orgasm and found later of course that he had. So, with the adorably cute fourteen year old rolled up onto his back I pummeled him, I rammed and slammed him, ground my hips against him and essentially fucked the shit out of him. Mason surprised me by talking to me, telling me to fuck him harder, to make him cum. I like talking during sex but boys don't generally talk, not having yet learned that it helps enhance the sexual experience, so his chatter was really a turn on. I found myself breaking out in a sweat and below me I could see the sheen of perspiration on Mason's forehead and below that his eyes closed, his face a mix of the various feelings that were ripping through his inexperienced teenage boy's body. He held onto my ass and encouraged me my pushing and pulling and I seemed to fuck him even harder. When he told me he was going to cum I picked up speed and strength and began to feel my own balls start to roil so that when Mason did fire off I was able to go along with him. I slammed into him from the sides, pumping my cum into him, then when I went in from a higher angle the boy literally screamed out and that was when I figured he'd cum a second time. Tears were running down Mason's face but the half smile of pleasure told me he was fine. Then he blacked out. I'd thought for a brief second that I'd fucked him to death but in reality knew that he'd simply fainted. I'd seen it happen before; a boy gets so caught up in his orgasm coupled with the fact that he's been hyperventilating so it's the lack of oxygen causes the faint. I quit all motion and allowed my cum to just seep out into Mason's bowels as opposed to shoving it in him. Fainted or not his asshole continued to constrict against my dick as his body wound down from the pressure it had gone through. I waited patiently and of course his eyes fluttered open about forty five seconds later. "What happened Jon, did I faint or something?" he asked and I nodded my head. "Yes you did baby boy." He smiled then commented that it was sort of cool that I'd fucked him into a faint. I leaned my head down and kissed him as I started to moved slowly inside of him. "Mmmmm that feels good," he whispered; his arms around my neck then pulling me back down for another kiss. We finally broke it off and I moved my body backwards onto my knees again and let his legs down but continued to move my cock in and out of him. "I think I came twice Jon. Is that weird or what?" I told him I'd suspected that he had then explained that it was more of a feeling that anything else, that generally no sperm came out the second time. He allowed as how it didn't matter it was cooler than fuck and he'd loved it. "I feel like I have to shit Jon," he finally said so I slowly pulled my cock out of him, leaving his asshole a gaping wound that I knew would return to normal soon. He clenched up as much as possible then slid off the bed and headed for the toilet. I headed into the shower where Mason joined me a few moments later, melting into my arms and hugging then kissing, then hugging me again. We soaped and washed and talked about the experience, which of course he was totally amazed by and wished that he hadn't of waited so long. Afterward we snuggled in bed, softly kissing and rubbing on each other. We fell asleep in each other's arms but not before Mason managed to whisper, "I really do love you Jon." He was asleep so didn't hear me tell him that I loved him as well. The next morning the guys picked us up. Dane was sitting across from us and all but started at Mason for just a moment then came over and sat next to Mason and I heard him whisper, "You did it didn't you," to which Mason nodded his head. Dane hugged him then kissed him on the cheek and sat back down on the other side, everyone else to busy to have noticed the interaction. Mason looked at me and smiled then squeezed my hand. Later he asked me if it was that noticeable, that he was no longer a pure virgin. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. The day was great, the evening even better. Mason looked stunning in his tux and garnered more than a few looks from men and women alike. I didn't win an Oscar but that was okay. Sharing the experience with Mason was what made the entire trip for me. Hobnobbing with celebrities afterward was pretty exciting for the boy as well and he babbled on about it a great deal as we undressed and then climbed into bed. We stayed in LA for another day and night during which Mason fucked me a couple times and of course I fucked him. I won't belabor anyone with the details, suffice it to say that it was great. Cody and David invited us to continue on to Hawaii with them but we had to decline as Mason needed to be back at his grandmothers and my dog was being boarded at a kennel. Oh, I suppose I could have rearranged things but even Mason didn't seem all the hyped up on going to the islands which I thought was a little strange. We ended up flying home in a small chartered jet along with eight other people that were connected with the studio. It sure wasn't anything like the flight down though. I dropped Mason at his grandmother's about four in the afternoon, had the taxi drop me off, then I drove to the kennel and bailed Pepper out and got back home about five thirty and went about unpacking. I was grabbing a quick dinner when the phone rang. It was Mason and his tone of voice carried a subdued tone and soon understood why. His mother had showed up out of the clear blue sky without her soon to be ex-husband and his kids. She'd him, gotten a job in a city a few hours from where I lived and was taking Mason with her. "I don't know when I'll see you again Jon," he lamented, "probably not til I get my drivers license and can drive down by myself." He told me how much he loved me, albeit in a whisper, and how much he was going to miss me and how thankful he was for everything that I'd done for him. He couldn't talk long but he did get my phone number and email address and then he was gone. My heart ached for days after that and it was well over a week before I finally masturbated and needless to say Mason was the object of my fantasy. He emailed me quite a bit in the beginning but being a teenage boy he had things that took precedence in his life and a forty year old man wasn't at the top of the list. Such is the nature of a boy. About nine months after he left he told me he had a girlfriend and eventually sent me a picture of a cute blonde girl about a year younger than Mason which made her fourteen. He vowed that he was in love but in the next sentence swore that he loved me and missed me and totally missed having my hard cock in his ass. That made me laugh. He finally got the sought after driver's license and about a month after that he said he wanted to come down to see me, maybe spend the weekend and of course I emailed him back right away and told him to come along. I asked if his girlfriend would be coming, he said he didn't know but would that be okay. I said that of course it was, that he and his friends were always welcome. I really didn't want her to come of course; I wanted my boy to myself, assuming that he'd still want to be with me. About a month later I got a phone call from Mason. I was outside so missed the call but got the message on the answering machine. "I'm on my way down Jon. Carrie's with me and another friend, I hope that's okay." Well it was and it wasn't but I figured what the hell, it would be great to see the boy again. I opened the gate so he'd have a place to park and went about straightening the house, making sure there were clean towels in bathrooms and such. The bell at my back door announced their arrival and with some resignation I went to greet them. Mason had grown since I'd seen him; a little taller and a little more filled out but not a lot. He smiled his big toothy smile and hugged me tightly then introduced me to his girlfriend Carrie and the boy who was with them. Ryan was a small-ish boy; about five six and more stocky built than Mason although not fat by any means. He had somewhat short brown hair that was shot through with golden highlights, the product of nature and not nurture. Dark hazel eyes like Mason, framed by long luxurious lashes and thick brows fought with perfect lips for domination on completely smooth face. He had a small freckle just under and to the outside of his right eye and a larger patch of freckle about half the size of a little finger nail to the right side of his aquiline nose. Over all, Ryan was drop dead cute. When he shook my hand it was a soft shake, his voice was equally gentle and soft. I immediately wondered about his sexual orientation. Carrie was a cute little thing. Her blonde hair was cut in fairly short with a few long tendrils at the nape but no where near a mullet type of style. Blue eyes and a pale complexion rounded her face. Dressed in jeans and a red t-shirt with a Marilyn Monroe face printed on it she looked a little dyke-ish which made me wonder a bit about her. Overall though she was polite and seemed sweet. I fed them lunch and we chatted about all kinds of things and afterwards I broached the subject of them spending the night, as in, were they or weren't they. They all glanced at each other then the two newcomers looked to Mason. "Um well, yeah we'd like to if you don't mind Jon," he said. "Well of course you can and no I don't mind at all we've plenty of room as you well know Mason." He smiled rather weakly then went on. "Well, we do have one request." "Okay," I said. "We, all of us I mean, we all want to sleep together, with you. We want you to have sex with us." I was totally unprepared for that. As I said in the beginning I'm not planning on continuing with this story but I got to thinking about this little twist that I've just added. I'm still not planning on continuing it as it was but I may just do another chapter which of course isn't gonna post in this folder. Time and my mood and interest will tell.