Date: Mon, 29 Nov 2010 13:08:53 -0800 (PST)
From: John Smith <john_boy16@yahoo.com>
Subject: For the Love of Ryan-02

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For the Love of Ryan 02

The next day, nine (9) year old Ryan and I (26) went to the amusement park.
Went spent the whole day there, and headed back to the hotel around eight
o'clock.  Not once did Ryan bring up my jacking-off the night before as I
thought he was asleep in the next bed (until I saw his eyes opened from the
moonlight). So I didn't say anything about it myself.  When we got to the
hotelroom, I told Ryan that we should take a shower together to save time.
He just said nonchalantly, "Okay."  I wasn't sure where this would lead,
but I just knew I wanted to see his naked body again.  I knew that after
tonight, it would be harder to do without a good excuse. So, we went into
the bathroom and undressed.  Once Ryan was fully nude, he walked over to
the toilet and peed.  I was looking in the mirror at the time and based on
the way the room was set you could clearly see the person's front while
they peed (well if they were standing and facing the john the way guys do).
Watching him hold his soft two inch long cocklette was hot.  He jutted his
hips forward, concentrating on the task at hand which gave me an
opportunity to marvel at his taunt, tan body (well tan everywhere but his
pelvic region and upper legs...they where smooth and milky white). I
thought it was incredibly hot watching him urinate completely naked,
especially as he shook his little dick while holding his nuts with the
other hand.  When he finished, he looked up and caught me staring at him
through the mirror.  I watched as his reflection gave me a toothy smile as
if to say, "I know you find me hot."  It scared me a little that I was
being too transparent, but wondered if he knew that I was lusting after
him.

I was now completely naked and turned on the water to the shower to get the
temperature right. Ryan was still behind me near the toilet.  As I bent
down, exposing more of my ass to him, I wondered if he was checking more of
me out as well.  When I turned around, he still had one hand on his crotch
(twitching it absent-mindedly) while watching me with his same sloppy
smile.  I smiled back, and I asked Ryan over to test the water.  I lend
back as he moved in front of me.  As he leaned in to touch the water, I
could feel the electricity flow through my body as I inhaled his beautiful
boy scent.  With his naked body so close to mind, it sent a strong tickling
sensation down my body (and we haven't even touched each other, yet).  I
also took the brief moment to check out his backside again. It was still as
beautiful as yesterday when I washed his butt as part of giving him a bath.

Once he gave me his approval about the temperature of the water, I told him
to hop in. Ryan was in the front of the tub facing the faucet, when he
mistakenly pulled the level that shot out cold water from the shower spout
overhead.  Ryan screamed a little when the blast of cold water hit him full
on the head and chest.  He quickly took a few steps backward straight into
me. I laughed a little, but the contact of his naked back brushing against
my naked front brought more of that same electricity through my body.  My
genitals began to rise instinctively on its own. I knew Ryan couldn't see
the swelling he was causing.  He was still facing the shower head, now
feeling the warm water flowing along his gorgeous nine year old body.  I
took some of the shampoo on to my hand, and told Ryan that I would start by
washing his hair.  As I washed Ryan's hair, his body would frequently
wobble and his shoulders, lower back, and head would bump into my naked
body.  I slowly massaged his head with the shampoo while Ryan hummed and
spoke a little about the day's events.  I never shampooed a little boy's
head before, but I found the whole thing erotic.

As Ryan rinsed out the shampoo from his head, I told him I would wash his
back.  I took the soap and wash cloth and began to lather his neck,
shoulders and back.  I washed down his upper arms as well. Just as I did
yesterday, I frequently let the wash cloth drop a little to expose my
fingers to his hot, wet flesh. I asked Ryan to bend over again to wash his
butt, but I couldn't see his pink hole like I did yesterday since I was
standing.  To bend down to take a close look at his anus might seem awfully
suspicious.  So, I did the best I could without giving my lust away.  It
was also getting time to wash his front, and I knew that meant he would
have to turn around and see my engorged cock.  I was afraid at what he
might say. I decided to act as if everything was normal.  "Okay, Ryan, turn
around so I can do your front, "As I said this, Ryan began to turn around,
while asking, "You want me to wash your ba...a..ck?" He stuttered a little
when he obviously saw my erect six and a half inch dick shooting straight
up to the ceiling.  Since I was acting like everything was normal, I could
see that Ryan was trying to take on the same manner.  "Sure, that would
help me out a lot," I said to Ryan as I washed his face, chest and arms.  I
could see that his face kept looking down at my cock.  Because of his gaze
on my dick, it started to throb back and forth. Ryan never said a word, but
I also noticed that his cocklette was starting to become engorged as
well. Especially when I began to wash it as I did yesterday.  As Ryan
rinsed off, I began to wash myself. Ryan reminded me that he would do my
back.  So, I turned around and knelt down so he could reach better.  He
continued to hum.  When I stood, thinking he was done with my back, Ryan
continued to wash my buttocks that now was about belly level with Ryan.  I
didn't expect him to continue, but he giggled as he let the wash cloth slap
against my ass. "You'll need to bend a bit," Ryan said matter-of-factly.
"How cute," I thought, "He is trying to mimic me."  As I leaned forward,
Ryan stuck the washcloth along my crack and anus.  I knew he was getting a
good view of my ass in all of its glory (my ass was one thing I often got
compliments on...hairless, smooth and perfectly round).  Just knowing he
was viewing my asshole, caused my cock to pulsate.  Precum was starting to
form on the head of my dick.  Once Ryan was done, I thanked him and asked
him to go ahead to dry off and that I would be out shortly.  I knew I
needed relieve and I wasn't sure if Ryan was ready to watch me exploded all
over him.  Ryan, looked a little disappointed, but stepped out of the
shower.  Once out of the tub, I peeked out from behind the shower curtain
to make sure I knew when Ryan wasn't in the bathroom any longer.  I didn't
want to have to explain the grunts to him.  Once safe, I began to
jack-off. It didn't take long for me to erupt with visions of a real,
naked, beautiful boy dancing through my head.

I walked into the other room, wrapped only in a towel, to find Ryan lying
on the bed with only a towel around his waist.  As I removed my towel and
dressed in new underwear and my same old pajama bottoms, I asked Ryan why
he wasn't dressed. "I don't have any more underwear.  Mom only packed that
one pair," he said.  "Hmmm, do you have any pajamas?" I asked. Ryan
nodded. "Well, just put them on for now without underwear," I said.  "Well,
I would have but I thought you was gonna give me another massage," he said
disappointedly as he moved toward his suitcase. My heart leapt, he loved my
massages and wanted me to caress his body like I did yesterday. I didn't
think it was wise to do a fully nude massage on Ryan, yet, so I asked,
"Well, how about just your pajama bottoms, like me?"  I knew this wouldn't
be ideal because I wouldn't get to see as much of him as I would like, and
when he pulled out his pajama bottoms that were as long as pants, I knew I
had to find an alternative. "I got an idea, how about we go out and get you
a pair of underwear?  There is a Wal-Mart just down the road."  Ryan seemed
keen on the idea.  A huge smile came upon his face.  So we got dressed
(Ryan wore the same as what he wore that day, except no underwear), and out
we went.  I thought it was sexy knowing Ryan was sitting in my car with
only a pair of Nike shorts between him and my vinyl seat and that he was
walking through the store commando. I knew there were other eyes on Ryan.
How could they not be.  He was a very handsome boy.  And, I thought, if
they only knew that the only thing between them and their desire was a
flimsy pair of shorts, they would be getting as excited as I was.

I got Ryan a 3-pack of brief Hanes underwear, and back to the hotel we
went.  He quickly tore into the package, and slipped on the pair.  He
jumped into the bed and said, "I am ready," with a broad grin upon his
face.  He curled to his side as he felt my presence coming to the bed.
Since I just dumped my load down the bathtub drain about an hour ago, I
felt more in control rather than my little head taking control...but that
didn't last long.  Once I started having my fingertips lightly touch the
boy, the electricity shot through my body again.  Seeing his hard cock
through the cloth of his underwear also sent me to the edge.  Seeing a boy
with a hard-on is the most amazing thing.  I know I couldn't see it
unclothed, but I could see the bulge and could feel it's hardness as I
draped my arm over it on the false pretense of moving the top sheet.  I
wish I had the guts to unwrap his young nine year old dick, but I was
afraid that would be too much too soon.  I needed a clear sign from Ryan
that he wanted me to go further. Now I know some people might say, "How
much more do you need!  He wants it!" but I wanted to be very sure. At one
point, as I lightly caressed Ryan's upper legs (so close to his balls that
I could feel them on my wrist), I glanced up at Ryan.  His was staring down
at my hand with his finger on his lower lips with his mouth partially open.
He looked like he was a little nervous and breathing a little faster.  "You
okay, Ryan?" I asked. "Yeah," he said hoarsely as his eyes darted from his
crotch to my eyes and back to his crotch. "Just feels good," he said in a
whisper.

I knew I could do this forever and Ryan would never give me a clear sign to
go further.  I think he was too afraid to take it to another level and so
was I. I did have one new thing, though that I decide that I would try, and
see if it lead anywhere.  Since each bed was queen size, I told Ryan when
it was time for bed that I would sleep with him on the pretense that we
would save the maid some work (Yeah, I know it was a lame excuse, but he
said, "Okay" in a that-seems-logical tone). BINGO! Ryan kissed me goodnight
and told me that he loved me as he did the day before, and I returned the
sentiment. AND, I did!  I felt the same (I suppose) as a man who lusts
after a woman he loves.  The only difference was my love was a nine year
old boy.  I knew at an early age that I preferred the same sex.  The only
problem was as I grew older, my sexual preference didn't.  I liked boys my
age and teens when I was a boy and teenager, but I got older, my preference
for boys and teens stated the same and I didn't find guys my own age as
interesting.  I don't know why, but I hope you don't condemn me for
something I can't help (just as some can't help but turn out to be
straight, gay or bi, I just turned out to be a boylover).

So, anyway, there we slept in the same bed.  Ryan was wearing only his new
Hanes brief underwear with his cock fully erect and pressing hard against
the material.  And, I was wearing just my pajama bottoms and underwear. I
tried to fall asleep, but having this beautiful boy next to me was a dream
come true.  I spent most of the early part of the night watching him fall
asleep.  His face was toward me and he was curled on his side.  I admired
his face as he slept.  The small amount of freckles that dotted over his
nose and a bit of his cheeks made him look so innocent. He looked so
peaceful...so beautiful.  I don't know how much time had passed, but I
decided it was safe to reach out to feel his underwear covered cock, but it
had gone soft.  I expected as much. I remember falling asleep myself, but
woke lying on my back when I felt Ryan's arm drap across my chest.  I
didn't open my eyes, but I was fully aware of his arm hugging my bare
chest.  Every few minutes, I felt the arm lower itself.  I couldn't believe
it.  Was Ryan going to have a feel of my privates?  I felt the old familiar
tingling feeling soaring within me...cock stirring, pulse racing.  Then I
felt Ryan's hand reach all the way down to the elastic ban of my briefs
under the covers ( my PJ's had slide down my thighs as they often did as I
slept).  His hand rested there for the longest time.  It was as if Ryan was
considering the dangers (just as I have done every time I considered going
one step further).  Then finally I felt his fingers slide under the elastic
ban.  Since my cock was now full mast and straining near the ban, I knew
his fingers wouldn't have to go far to feel the flared head. Ryan's finger
tips were now touching the tip of my cock head.  I felt his hand go a
little further and touch just below the crown.  It was the most incredible
feeling, and my cock began to bounce. This must have scared Ryan, because
he quickly removed his hand and kept it on his side.  I waited and waited
for him to get the courage to attempt again, but I later heard him snore
lightly again (a sweet sound, by the way, hearing a sweet boy that you love
sleeping). So, I knew he had given up.  Damn my cock for twitching.  Who
knows what he would have done if the involuntary pumping hadn't scared him
off.


I was determined to give him a feel, though.  I figure he got some, why not
me.  The only problem is that he turned over on his other side now.  So I
could not see his front.  I only had access to his backside.  Well, that is
better than nothing.  So, I decided I wanted to get a better feel of his
anus without water or soap splashed upon it.  I knew it would be better to
go up to his asshole by way of his leg hole than through the top.  After
all, I deliberately got him briefs that were one size bigger so that they
would be a little loose.  So, just as Ryan had done, I allowed my hand to
rest on his hip.  I waited a few minutes and let it slide gradually to his
upper thigh...then under his leg hole...my fingers were now caressing his
slit and the rim of his anus.  I could not contain my excitement.  I tried
to slowing push my index finger up his ass, but it was too tight.  I tried
licking the same index finger and placing it back on his hole to gain
access.  The tip of my finger did slip in about half an inch, but he was
still too tight to go any further without applying pressure.  I was afraid
that might wake him.  So, I restrained myself. Ryan began to stir, so I
quickly removed my finger as he rolled onto his back. I waited until I
heard his soft snores again, before I placed my hand on his stomach.  I
felt it rise and fall under the weight of my palm.  Energy flowed through
me as I moved my hand slowly to his briefs.  I rested my hand were I knew
his cock would be and to my surprise, he was erect. I could feel the
formation of the little cocklette pointing straight up. Even though he was
still lightly snoring, he was erect.  I remember reading in my health
classes that boys and men get around three to five erections as they sleep
during the night.  So, I didn't think he was awake.  I lowered my
fingertips to his fly and fumbled for the opening.  It was getting to
cumbersome, so I tried going up through the leg hole as I had done early
for the ass.  "Pay Dirt!"  I could feel his soft, smooth ball sack...and a
testicle as it rolled among my fingertips.  I wanted to pull back and
expose all of his glory and nurse upon his cock so bad, but the same fear I
had earlier kept me in check.  Soon, I was touching his shaft and swelled
crown.  "I could stay like this forever," I thought.  Then, it suddenly
dawned on me that I never actually got to see Ryan's erection.  I saw bits
of it through that old pair of underwear he wore yesterday.  I saw the
beginning development of his erections in the shower, but never a fully
engorged, fully exposed boy's penis.  Well, in real life anyway (saw some
illegal porn pics and vids, but never the real thing).  So, I had this
overwhelming urge to see his fully erect boy penis.


As last night, there was enough light coming within the room and my eyes
had adjusted enough to the dark that I could see well enough...if only I
was able.  So, I slowly withdrew my hand from his crotch and pulled back
the covers and top sheet to expose Ryan's body from the pelvic region up.
I listened for the soft snore, and then pulled the leg hole of his briefs
to one side as much as I could without trying to hit the sensitive
erection.  Now, I could see the exposed flesh in the moonlight or was it a
street light?  Either way it didn't matter.  Viewing his fully erect cock
was amazing.  To be able to touch and see a boy penis fully inflamed, was
more than I hoped for on this trip. I allowed myself to touch the shaft and
head with my finger tips.  I watched it quiver, and I couldn't take it any
more, I had to taste this sweet morsel.  I leaned in ever so slowly as to
avoid waking him.  Then my nose was now shear inches from his hairless
dick. I inhaled his scent and enjoyed the sensations that this boy was
giving me at the moment without even a touch.  Then I licked the underside
of his cock, close to the crown of his dick...It was an oddly wonderful
sensation, but one that I cherished.  Tasting this boy's dick for the first
time set my loins on fire.  I put the head into my mouth and let my lips
feel it's shape as I slowly pulled away.  Ryan's hips began to buck upward
(as if he was trying to get the cock back into my mouth, but surely he was
sleeping, I though).  Since Ryan did stir by bucking his hips upward, I
quickly withdrew and pretended to be asleep.  I squinted as best I could
when I knew Ryan had risen up on his elbows.  I could make out through my
eye slits that he was looking at his cock (exposed from the open leg hole
and over at me).  He played with his three and half inch cock by pulling on
it with his fingers, and then he would look up at my eyes.  I was too
scared to fully open them.  Finally, he grabbed a hold of the leg hole to
cover himself back up.  I got a little nervous, but since he couldn't be
sure it was me, I thought he might think it slipped out itself.  Was I
fooling myself.  He got up to use the restroom, and I pretend to still be
alseep. When he returned, he covered himself up again with the blanket and
top sheet, and while I waited to hear his snores again, I too, fell asleep.
Before I knew it, the alarming was sounding and it was time for us to get
ready to head back. I could have kicked myself that I fell alseep.  Now it
would be difficult to ever see Ryan in that special way again.

Once we got back, I let his mother know that I bought him some underwear
because he didn't bring enough.  She told me that there was no need.  He
had about another pair in there and she showed them it to me as she
unpacked his suitcase.  Ryan looked over at me with a kind of gulity
look. He kept saying, "I didn't see it, mom.  I didn't see it."  I told her
it was okay.  As I left out the door of the house, I heard her yelling
about how irresponsible he was.  That the briefs were clearly visible, etc.
It made me sick to hear her jump down his throat, but I felt if I stepped
too far into her discipline, she might stop letting him come over. As I
drove the short distance back over to my house, I wondered if Ryan told me
that he didn't have any more underwear on the trip so I would massage him
naked.  Was he trying to show me signs that he wanted to go further and I
was too cautious?  Was he thrusting his hips forwarded when I was sucking
on his penis because he enjoyed it and wanted more or was he really still
asleep?

I decided it was time to make plans for a July trip...camping...yes,
camping requires more than one day.  It requires showers, changing,
swimming...all those things that would let me soak in Ryan's nakedness
again...Alright, I will do it, I thought!

Next Chapter deals with the camping trip outing during the summer

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