Date: Thu, 21 May 2009 02:22:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Agent Orange <agent.orange_stories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Adult Youth: Fun Stop-3

Disclaimer:

This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents
are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any
resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is
coincidental.  This work contains homosexual acts that take place between
an adult and a minor.  The author does not condone sexual activity with
minors.  If this is illegal in your area by local, county, province, or
national law, please stop reading now and go elsewhere.


Fun Stop
Chapter 3


The next weeks flew by without so much as a notice from anyone.  I had seen
Kale periodically, but never had enough time to stop and talk to him.
Although, this wasn't for lack of trying.  It seemed that whenever he
walked into the place, everything else went haywire.  Even more so when
Alex was working.  I figured I knew the reason behind that, but what about
when he wasn't there?  Despite not being able to spend time with him, I
would give him a wink or a nod when I passed by him, so he would at least
knew that I noticed him and wasn't trying to ignore him.  Every time he
would see me do this, he'd give me that smile, the one that made me shudder
and melt.  It's not like I could help it though, I had the smell of Vanilla
and Orchids to surround me every night.  I've taken a guess that the
laundry soap is the orchid smell, and the vanilla is his body wash, but I
could be wrong.  I'm not ashamed to say that I have used those dirty undies
every night since he gave them to me.  To a point, it's almost like he's
there with me because the smell is still so strong, but even more so, I
think I've developed an underwear fetish.

I drove in to work on autopilot.  I knew it was going to be a hectic
afternoon since it was Friday.  Although, I was anxious for the day to be
over because I had plans set for the evening.  Once every couple of months,
my friends and I all get together at my place and we spend the whole night
watching anime and eating junk food.  I bought the first season of Full
Metal Alchemist and was excited to get it started.  I'd seen a couple of
episodes on TV and was completley enraptured by them, so I figured, why not
start at the beginning?  So I went to the store to look for it.  I wasn't
surprised that they had the first couple of seasons, but was very surprised
to find out that each season came in two parts.  Of course, they just
wanted you to spend more money on them.  And it's a very good thing for
them that I'm a sucker, because I bought both parts, thus having the full
first season.  Each part came with the discs and guidebooks, which was
pretty cool because each book gives you a bit more in depth look at some of
the characters.  I know you probably expect me to say that one of the
reasons I was so enraptured by it was because the main character was a boy,
but while this is true, MOST anime involves children.  It's just something
about the Japanese culture I guess.

As usual, the morning flew by quickly, and even more so because I was
working with Alex.  So we basically went through his photographs, with me
laughing at most of the poses, but also pointing out some different things
I had noticed.  That was one of the cool things about him, he may not like
the fact that I'm gay, but when I had an opinion, he listened.  Especially
when it came to modeling and fashion.  Whoever did his pictures this time
was phenomenal.  I had very little critism to give him, but lots of praise
and ideas.  He did give me a copy of the photograph that I asked for with a
promise to show it to my friends.  With the pictures out of the way, our
discussion soon brought us to our plans for that evening.  He told me that
he was going on a date with some girl from his "agency", and I told him
about anime night.  He said it sounded like fun and asked if he could drop
by after his date.  I told him that it probably wouldn't be a good idea
since we'd already be into the show at that point, and the guys didn't like
to stop to explain things.  I'm glad it made sense to him, because it was
bullshit, I just didn't want him there to ruin the night.

Before we knew it, the morning was already gone, and kids were pouring into
the building.  Since the day was so mellow, I was hoping Kale would come in
and I would have a chance to talk to him.  I don't know what it was, but I
was missing the kid.  Our last time together was pretty much always on my
mind, especially when I was at work.  In retrospect, it surprised me how
sensual it all seemed.  I didn't want to admit it, but I think I was
falling for the little guy, and that couldn't be a good thing.

I helped Alex out at the front desk for a bit, then decided to make my
rounds to make sure everyone else was alright, which they were.  I then
made my way up to the front office to check out what events were planned
for the evening, so I could get everything set up to make it easier for the
night manager.  That was one of the reasons why they loved it when I worked
days, because I made everything as easy as possible for the person who had
to close.  There was only one party that night, but it would be taking up
the whole facility.  I had signs made up informing the public that the
facility would be closing at 6pm that night for the private party and
placed them throughout the building, stopping to answer various questions
about what was taking place that evening.  I also went and got out the
barriers and set them up out by the front counter so they could be placed
later, then went about performing various other minor tasks to get
everything complete.  Finally, I had set out most of the pitchers on the
banquet tables, they just needed to be filled with ice and water or various
sodas for the party.  There was no point in doing it now because all the
ice would melt and water down the soda and the water would be warm.

With everything set, I took a step back to see how it looked.  I jumped
when I bumped into something.  I didn't remember putting anything down
behind me.  I slowly turned and my eyes fell upon golden tanned legs.
Slowly my eyes traveled up to take in the beautiful sight.  By the time my
eyes had reached the kneecaps, I knew it was Kale.  No one on earth had
legs as wonderful as this.  They reminded me of some stone sculptures I had
seen when I was in Rome, slightly muscular, but still undefined by youth.
I skipped fawning over his midsection and let my gaze fall upon his face.
His smile was radiant.  For a moment I couldn't speak.  I didn't feel the
need to, I honestly didn't feel the need to do much of anything other than
stare at this Adonis in front of me.  I was brought back to reality at the
sound of his sweet boyish voice.  "Hey Jentsen."

"Hey Kale."  I replied.  I didn't know what had brought on my sudden bout
of shyness, but I couldn't seem to break through it.  He sighed when he
realized I wasn't going to say any anything else.

"How've you been?"

"Alright."  What was with these one word answers?  Jesus, it's not like I
just met this guy!  What was wrong with me.

"Are you ok?" He asked.  I could see the sincerity in his eyes.  This kid
was genuinely worried about me at the moment.  I'm not surprised that my
lack of response had him a bit scared, but this seemed to run deeper than
that.  It was like his soul was asking if mine was ok.

I shook my head and took a deep breath.  Whatever cloud that had surrounded
me dissapated.  "Yeah, I'm fine Kale.  Don't know what happened there."  I
laughed a bit.  "I think I was awe struck at your beauty."

He blushed slightly.  It seemed that he still wasn't used to getting
compliments on his looks, but that would have to change, and soon.  Still
though, seeing him blush made my insides go all warm and gooey.  It was a
nice feeling, one that I definitely wanted to feel more often.  He looked
down at his feet and I could see the smile playing at the edges of his
lips.

The radio changed abruptly from Jewel's latest hit to Three Days Grace
"Over and Over".  Again, whoever was DJing seemed to fit the mood
perfectly.  This was a song I could fully relate to, and it all had to do
with the blushing boy currently gracing me with his amazing presence.

I decided I needed to break the silence, so I asked what he was doing that
night since it was Friday.  "Let me guess, you're going on a date with some
hot chick from your school right?"

The look that struck his face made me laugh.  It was a mix between disgust,
nausea, and disbelief.  He shook his head, "I don't have any plans", he
said.

"No plans on a Friday night for the most amazing guy in the world?  This
can't be!"  I gasped mockingly.  I was rewarded with another blush, and
that warm feeling I was already beginning to love.

The smile broadened.  "Nope, no plans for the geek that is me."

"Geek, ha!  Whatever man." I admonished.

"No seriously, you saw all my books.  I'm a total bookworm."

"So what.  So am I!  Dude, you should see my several bookcases, my movie
and anime collection.  And you think you're a geek."  I laughed.  I saw the
look on his face when I mentioned anime.  Ut oh.  I had a feeling that
mentioning that was going to come around and bite me in the butt.  And I
was right.

"You collect anime?"  He asked quietly, almost as if he was wowed.

"Yeah, in fact, I just bought the first season of FullMetal Alchemist and
some friends and I are getting together tonight at my place to watch it
and... No Kale." I said after seeing the look on his face.  Why couldn't I
keep my mouth shut?

"Please Jentsen!  I LOVE that show!  You don't understand, I try to watch
anime when I can, but my mom won't let me.  She says it's too violent and
it's not made for kids." He pleaded.

"She's right.  My God, if you saw some of the stuff that I've got, you'd
probably shit yourself."  I thought about some of the more violent pieces
of my collection.  Immediatly titles started floating to mind: Perfect
Blue, Absolute Zero, Akria, Ergo Proxy, Neon Genesis Evangelion.  Ok,
Evangelion isn't that violent on humans, but it does have some amazing
fight scenes.  Aside from that, I wasn't sure if I wanted my friends to
know that I was hanging out with a 13 year old.

"Ok, but you said you weren't watching one of those, you were watching FMA,
and they show that on TV, so it can't be THAT bad, right?"  He asked.

Alright, this little guy was a thinker, and despite what I knew was right,
I couldn't argue with his logic.  Only that the DVD collection came from
Japan, so it would be the modified original, not the edited version that's
made for American television.  The only thing that's modified about it is
that it has American voice actors, well, the same actors you hear on TV,
but the episodes are full length.  Granted, usually the differences aren't
that noticeable, but still.  "I don't know man."

"Come on, what would it hurt, it's not like it's going to scar me."  He
said laughingly.

He had a point, and I knew it.  What he didn't know, or I thought he didn't
know was that he'd only have to say please one more time before I caved and
let him have what he wanted.  "That's not the point, Kale."

"Please Jentsen?"

I sighed in defeat.  "Fine!  But you are to get permission from your
parents and you cannot lie to them either.  Run home and talk to them.  I'm
working till 5, but I'll be here till about 5:45, if you're not back by
then, I'm leaving."  I watched as he turned tail and run to the side door.
He looked back once, smiled, then ran outside.  I looked at my watch and
saw I only had 15 more minutes in my shift, before I had to start the daily
paperwork.  I sighed and walked up to the front counter to talk to Alex
until he was able to leave when his replacement showed up.  My mind was no
where near our conversation and he could tell.  "What's wrong?"

"Huh?" I asked.

"You're like, somewhere else, what's going on?"  He implored.

"Nothing, I'm just thinking about tonight.  I'm," I paused, "a bit
excited."

"You don't look exited.  You look worried."

"Yeah, I guess you could say I'm worried too.  I don't know if the other
guys will like FMA.  I mean, we usually watch something more... adult."

"What like hentai?"  He laughed at the face I made.  "Hmm, I guess not."

"No, not like hentai, or yaoi for that matter.  It's just that some anime
is made more for adults than for kids.  If you want to know what I'm
talking about, check out Perfect Blue.  It's great."

"Hmm, I'm not too sure about that."

"Alex, it's not porn.  It's a movie.  Just imagine Alfred Hitchcock and
Walt Disney getting together to do a film.  That's Perfect Blue."

"Hitchcock and Disney did a movie together?"  He asked, stunned.

I shook my head.  "No.  But that's the best way I can describe it without
giving anything away."

Alex looked over my shoulder, and I followed suit.  His replacement had
shown up.  I walked to Alex's cash drawer and checked it out, and handed it
to him to get it counted down.  Then I set up the other drawer for the
night person, made polite conversation because honestly, I didn't like this
person.  After making sure everything was set, I walked to the other
counter and saw the night manager standing there looking over the Event
Order Form (EOF).

"Everything's already set up.  You just have to fill the pitchers, and put
up the barriers."

"Alright man, thanks."

"Not a problem.  You clocked in?  I'd like to get a start on my paperwork."

"Yeah, go ahead."

I nodded and walked to the back office.  I hated doing the paperwork, but
unfortunetly, it was necessary.  The office was small and very cramped.  I
walked in and grabbed my set of papers and plopped my ass down in one of
the open chairs and started filling in the blanks.  My mind still wasn't
with me, but this wasn't something that you really needed to concentrate
on.  I honestly felt that going through all of this paperwork was more
mindnumbing than productive.  I forced my mind back to the work and got it
completed a little earlier than I thought.  I put the completed file into
my designated bin and left the office.

From the back of the building I could see Kale waiting for me by the
counter, smiling.  I knew instantly that he'd gotten permission to come
over, I just didn't know how he did it.  I took a quick look around and saw
that Alex had already left, and that made me a little happier, but I knew
that I couldn't be seen with this boy getting into my car.  It's not that
everyone here thought I was into kids, but I wanted to do my best to keep
those who didn't from starting to think I was.

I slowly made my way up to the counter, slowing down periodically to check
out the banquet tables.  When I had reached Kale I bent down and told him
to meet me at the gas station in front of the building.  He gave me a
puzzled look, shrugged, then took off for the front doors.  I had to stop
there anyway to get some stuff for that night, and replenish my smokes.

I made one final lap around the interior of the building then told the
night manager that I was heading out.  He wished me a good night and I
walked out to my car and drove that little bit to the gas station.  After
grabbing everything I could from the aisles I made small talk with the
attendant at the convenience counter and asked for a carton of Marlboro
Lights.  There was a flash of disappointment on her face as she turned to
get the cigarettes.  I looked down at my pile of junk food, chips, and soda
and was reminded of something I had seen in a comedy movie.  A guy had
ordered a whole bunch of fattening food, then to drink got a diet coke
because of the calories.  The irony of the situation made me smile.

On our way back to my apartment, Kale and I got into a deep discussion on
various topics.  It was the result of our conversation the last time we
were together, but had to be put off due to time restraints.  The first
topic he decided to bring up was the symbolism of heavy metal music in
today's society.

"I don't understand why most heavy metal bands use the satanic pentagram as
an image for themselves.  I mean, if you listen to the lyrics, most of them
aren't even that bad."

"Agreed, but there is one thing you have to remember, my friend.  The
pentagram or otherwise called a pentacle, was not orignally used as a
satanic symbol, it was commonly used for occult practices.  Whether wiccan
or pagan, I couldn't tell you, but it wasn't until the church, or Roman
Catholicism, started ousting the pagans was the symbol then subjected to
that definition."  I retorted.

"Really?  I didn't know that."  Said Kale.

"Although, you may want to check those facts some time.  I'm not saying I'm
an expert when it comes to religious history."

"Still, it's something to think about."

I turned to look at him.  The perplexing look on his face was priceless.
"What, it's just one more thing religion can claim to have disrupted.  If
you look back throughout history, most problems were started because of
religion.  A classic that's still going on is Palestine and Israel."  I
shrugged my shoulders and focused on my driving again.  As I glanced in my
rear view mirror, I saw a green bag sitting in the back seat.  That bag
didn't come from the gas station, and I don't have one.  There's only one
other place it could have come from.  "Kale, what's with the green bag?"

He looked at me and for the first time since our first meeting I saw fear
in his eyes.  "I know I didn't ask, but I told my mom what was going on, at
first she didn't want me to come because of the show, she asked me how I
knew you and I told her.  My dad was listening from the other room and came
in at that point.  He asked me a couple of questions," he blushed furiously
at this point, "then he told me that I could go and stay the night.  But
that's only if it's ok with you."  He added hurridly.

Thoughts started rushing through my head.  What had his dad asked him, and
what had he told him?  I knew I told him not to lie, but I didn't think
he'd risk everything we had.  Didn't he know I could get into serious
trouble.  Kale saw the worried look on my face and promptly reassured me.
"I didn't tell him about us.  Or at least about the stuff we've done.  My
dad's not stupid, so he probably has put two and two together, but he's not
like most dad's either.  He asked me if this is what I wanted and I said
yes.  He told me that boys just needed to be boys sometimes and that it's
ok with him."

My jaw dropped.  Was Kale telling me what I thought he was telling me, that
I had his dad's permission to do whatever I wanted with him?  This sounded
way too good to be true, but I figured I would keep my mouth shut about
what I was thinking.

We rode in silence for the next little bit.  My mind was playing evil
tricks on me, giving me thoughts and ideas that shouldn't have been there.
I could see out the corner of my eye that Kale kept glancing over at me,
the fear still evident on his face.  I wanted nothing more than to soothe
him, but I needed to calm myself first.  I decided that his fear was
probably greater than mine at the moment, I mean, he was taking a huge
chance.  He didn't really know who I was, or anything about me, but he was
willing to stay the night with me.  I reached over and put my hand on his
lower thigh, right above his knee.  Seeing the relief wash through his eyes
helped calm me.  I didn't realize just how afraid Kale really was.

"So?" he asked.

"So what?"

He sighed.  "So, can I stay the night?"  The fear had returned to his face,
but I had a feeling this wasn't as strong as before.  I knew that if he
didn't, then there would be questions to be answered about why, but if he
did... What kind of questions would that start?

"We'll see."

I glanced at him to see his response and I didn't like the look on his
face.  There was definitely something going on in his mind.  "We'll see
huh?"  He asked.

"Yeah.  For one, I'm not sure how the guys will take to you being there,
and I'm already going to have to come up with something to tell them.  For
two, you cannot mention anything at all about staying the night, if things
go that way.  Thirdly, you are to be on your best behav- What the hell?"  I
was stopped short by the feeling of something grabbing at my crotch.  I
looked down and saw Kale's hand firmly working me to hardened glory.
"Kale, stop."

"No."  He retorted, something vicious playing behind his eyes.  His hand
had achieved it's goal and I was raging in my pants.  I felt the tightness
of the confinement start to give as I heard the zip being lowered.  His
hand reached in and grabbed me, squeezing his hand around my shaft.  My
breath caught in my throat and I couldn't help letting out a small moan.
Glancing to the side again I saw the smile on his face.  His hand started
moving around and he found the hole in the front of my boxer shorts, then
dove through it.  The feeling of his skin on my member made it throb,
leaking a bit of pre cum.  I've never leaked that soon after becoming
erect.

When I could breathe again, I looked from mirror to mirror making sure that
what was going on inside the car couldn't been seen by anyone outside.  I
stared through the windshield as I felt him pull my erection out into the
open.  The cold air made me shiver.  He began to stroke me slowly, rubbing
his index finger in circles at the nub of my circumcision scar.  I sighed
as the pleasure began to flow through my body.  Every thought that had been
going through my mind stopped.  I had to concentrate on driving in a
straight line and focus on what was going on around us.  He tightened his
fingers around me and sped up his hand.  Abruptly, all feeling stopped as
he removed his hand and undid his seat belt.  I continued to stare ahead as
I heard him moving around.  I figured he was reaching into the back seat to
get something from his bag, but jumped when I felt something warm and wet
covering me.

I chanced a look down and watched as my tumescence slowly disappeared
behind his light ruby colored lips.  His tongue was dancing around my
glans, wiping away the copious amounts of pre cum and sending shivers
through me as I could feel every indentation and bump on that amazing oral
organ.  As he took me deeper into his orifice, I experienced wonderful
sensations as the ridges of his mouth scraped over the head.  He was going
slow, again taking his time.  I couldn't be sure, but it seemed that this
was almost as pleasurable to him as it was to me.  He pulled his head back
up and let his teeth very lightly scrape against my shaft.  It wasn't
enough to be painful, but enough to bring me to my senses, and with another
throb, more fluid beaded at my tip.  I felt the roughness of his tongue
again, and this time he moaned.  His whole mouth vibrated when he did so.
He then focused only on the head, swiping his tongue back and forth over
the slit, then around the whole glans.  When he'd had enough of that, he
lowered himself again, taking me into him.  I could feel the edge of his
throat and felt everything move aside as he swallowed me down.  The heat
became more intense, as did the tightness.

My hips gyrated involuntarily, thrusting myself deeper into the warm heat.
I was surprised not to hear him gag, but take it all in stride.  I felt his
hand at the hole of my pants and fished it open wider, then shoved his
fingers inside.  His fingers probed around and found my sack.  He grazed it
a couple of times until his finger finally caught a bit of skin and pulled
my orbs up.  Gently he caressed them, rolling them around.  Another moan
escaped me.  I didn't know how much of this I was able to take, so I
reached down and pulled his head up.  "Not now." I said, my voice thick
with lust.

"But you want it as much as I want to give it, so why not?" he implored.

"Because I'm driving."

"Duh, that's what road head is."  He giggled as he said this, and I
couldn't help smiling.

I couldn't find a way to argue his reasoning, so I just shook my head and
with one hand, stuffed myself back into my pants.  It was only a little way
to my apartment anyway, and I knew we wouldn't be finished by then.  When I
rounded the corner and pulled into the parking lot Kale looked at me with
surprise.

"You live here?"

"Yup.  Why, not what you expected?"  I asked.

He didn't reply verbally, but I saw the small shake of his head as his eyes
scanned the large building.  My apartment complex was nice, but it was by
no means as nice as some of the ones I see going to work, and it was far
from government subsidized living.  We got out of the car and I asked for
his help bringing some of the stuff inside.  He grabbed his bag and took
another as I shut the door with my foot.  I turned and scanned the parking
lot to see if any of my friends had decided to come by early.  I couldn't
see any of their cars and let out a sigh of relief.

We made our way inside and to the elevator.  The lift began to move and we
rode up in silence.  When it stopped and the doors opened I led the way
down the corridor to my apartment.  I fished the keys from my pocket and
opened the door, letting it swing wide.  We stepped across the threshold
and set the bags down on the counter.  I walked back and closed the front
door.  When I turned, I saw Kale standing in the living room area, silently
looking around.  I walked to him and let my hands run down his arms.  Our
fingers intertwined as I brought my head down and kissed the top of his
head.  I felt his body melt against mine.  Instinctively, my hands broke
the intwinement and began to wrap around him.  I caressed his back as I
continued to press small kisses into his hair and felt him fall a little
bit with each peck.  My hands left his back and traveled up his sides,
bunching up his shirt, and stopped at his arm pits.  I applied a bit of
pressure and lifted him to his toes.  His face rose and our lips met.  What
started as a slow closed-mouth kiss soon escalated to passionate spit
swapping.  I felt his hips press into me, as a moan escaped into my mouth.

My eyes found the clock on the wall and I saw that we only had about 30
minutes before my friends started arriving.  There would be enough time to
get everything set up, but nothing more, so I reluctantly let Kale go
despite his protests and told him to put his bag in my bedroom and close
the door on his way back out.  While he was off doing that, I made my way
into the kitchen and began pulling down plastic bowls and plates to set the
snack food on.  Drinks would all be in plastic cups or bottles, easier for
disposal.  Soda was set out on the counter and the snacks on the plates.
Everyone knew where the ice was, and they needed no permission to grab
some.  Kale came out of the hallway with a smile and asked what he could do
to help, and I directed him to put the plates of food on the table in front
of my couch, along with a stack of coasters.  While he was doing that, I
went over to the cabinet where I kept the anime and pulled out FullMetal
Alchemist Season one Part one, and loaded the first disc into the DVD
player.  I picked up the remote control and hit the mute button.  I wasn't
sure if there was menu music, and if there was, I would get annoyed
listening to it repeat while we were waiting.  We ended up not having to
wait long as friends started arriving shortly afterward.

After everyone gathered, we had discussed the possibility of seperating
this season into two weekends.  Everyone seemed pleased by that as some of
the guys had to get up rather early in the morning.  Small talk was made
and Kale was introduced to the group as one of the new neighbor's kid.
While most of the guys bought the lie, two of them gave me knowing looks.
Of course, I was a little bothered by this, but these two were my best
friends, the ones that I confided almost everything to, so it didn't really
surprise me that they saw through me that easily.

We watched the first half of the first season with rapt attention.  Kale
was sitting on my right, next to the arm of the couch, and Zack was on my
left.  Zack was one of the guys that knew that Kale wasn't from the
apartment complex, and he was whispering to me throughout the show.  It
wasn't enough to be annoying, and I knew his intent was good.  I kept
hearing things like: "Be Careful," "Make sure it's what he wants," and "God
man, don't fuck this up."  It's a good thing that Zack was a lawyer because
with having to constantly have whispered conversations in court, he really
mastered that ability.  No one around us knew that he was even talking to
me, it sounded like his was breathing a bit louder than normal.

Usually when we finished watching a show, we would discuss it.  There was
always somethings missed by people, and those who did see it could explain
it, along with why they thought it was important.  Our discussion about
what we had just watched as limited because there were still things that
were unexplained.  When the discussion ended, we all just kind of sat
around for a bit, talking.  Some of the guys were talking to Kale, trying
to include him.  He was doing very good at making stuff up on the fly,
talking about how much he enjoyed the new apartment, even though he missed
his old friends, and how it was just him and his mom.  If I wouldn't have
known better, I would have thought it all true too.  I could tell that he
was soaking up the attention, I'll have to thank my friends for that later.

The clock continued to tick away as we sat there bullshitting with each
other.  I could see Kale stifling yawns and knew he was getting tired.
Finally, some of the guys had decided to leave, everyone followed shortly
afterward.  Kale and I continued to sit on the couch, looking at each
other.  There was too much going on with his eyes that I couldn't read
them.  I knew he wanted to get some sleep, but I also knew that he wanted
more than that as well.  And to be honest, I did too.  Don't get me wrong
here, if he wanted to do nothing but sleep, I would have been perfectly
content to sleep with him in my arms all night, knowing that he was safe
with me protecting him.  Oh yeah, I was definitely falling for this kid, if
I hadn't completely fallen already.

Slowly he inched his way towards me, closing his eyes.  His tongue darted
out and wetted his lips.  The spittle reflected the light in the room
making it look as if there were small diamonds embedded into his lips.  I
could feel my heart starting to beat faster, my palms become sweaty.  I
felt like a boy in middle school who was playing "spin the bottle" for the
first time.  Time seemed to slow as we got closer together.  When our lips
touched, everything else seemed to disappear.  He was the only thing that
mattered.  I opened my mouth slightly as I felt his tongue swipe across my
lips.  I allowed him entrance, and entwined mine with his.  Our tongues
danced slowly, building to a crescendo.  My arms came up and grabbed at his
waist gently, letting my fingers play with the hem of his shirt then
finally working their way beneath it.

The warmth emanating from him seemed to seep into me.  His skin was smooth,
like a placid lake.  My fingers worked their way up and then down his back,
making their way to his front.  I could feel each rib as he stretched a bit
to bypass his ticklish spots.  My thumb ran over a nipple and I felt him
start.  His sudden intake of breath depleted what I had in my lungs.
Slowly I moved to lay down, pulling him on top of me.  His lithe form
covering me, almost matching mine, save for the difference in height.  His
body was tight, smooth, and light.  I could feel his hardness pressing into
my lower abdomen, grinding, begging for purchase.  My hands went to his
back, continually stroking and feeling; the kiss never broken.  I could
feel his hot breath on my cheek, coming from his nose, it was mixed with
tiny moans and grunts, barely audible.

Suddenly Kale stood and grabbed my hand.  I had an idea of what was going
on, but I was still curious, and followed him willingly.  He led me into
the kitchen and opened the refrigerator with one hand and reached in,
grabbing something, but keeping it hidden from my view.  I saw a sinister
glint in his eyes as he smirked at me.  "No looking."  It wasn't a request,
it was a command.

I was led through the apartment to the bedroom.  The door shut behind us
softly, but there was nothing louder in the world.  He pointed to the bed
and told me to lie down and close my eyes.  I did.  I didn't know what to
expect.  I was partially afraid that something would happen to me, or that
this was an elaborate setup by the cops in order to lure perverts into
doing shit to get them arrested.  I strained my ears listening for car
doors and the slamming of feet on the stairs, but nothing came.  The only
sound I heard was my heartbeat and Kale's breathing.  I felt my arms being
lifted over my head, then my shirt being pulled up, then off.  My pants
were next, his fingers sliding in under the button and releasing it, then
tugging the zip down.  I was already hard, and lifted my ass to make it
easier for him to remove them.  I felt the fabric of the khaki sliding down
my legs then off my feet.  The fly of my boxers was open and my cock was
sticking up like a flag pole in a hurricane, bobbing with every beat of my
heart.  He ran his fingers up my length and then across the top of my
underwear, slipping his fingers under the waistband and pulled it out, then
down, stripping me of my last piece of clothing.

I heard the rustle of fabric off to my side, then felt the bed shift as a
new weight was added to it.  Something was running down my chest and it
took everything I had not to open my eyes.  It wasn't wet, but it wasn't
warm either.  My best guess would be that it a finger from the hand that
was holding whatever Kale had taken from the fridge.  My body shivered
against my will and I heard him giggle.  I knew that he was playing with
me, but I was ok with that.  I don't think he realized just what I was
giving him, by closing my eyes and trusting him with all of me: mind, soul,
and of course, body; but he would know, because I was going to ask the same
thing of him when he was done.  Whatever he was using was making its rounds
on my body, slowly up and down my chest, across lightly caressing each
nipple, then down to my navel.  It traveled up one side, down my arm, back
up across my chest, and down the other arm.  As it made it's way towards my
fingers, I could feel his warm body pressing against me.  The boy hadn't
even begun on my legs and I was already pushing out a small amount of
pre-cum.  As he made his way back over my body, he leaned down and I could
feel the tip of his tongue graze my nipple.  I couldn't help but gasp.  The
feeling is a shock when you know it's coming, but when you have no clue,
it's not just a shock, it's amazing.

The good thing about him being a kid is that he got bored pretty fast and
gave up his attempt at teasing me.  It was now my turn.  Of course, with
him being 13, I didn't think for a second that he could keep his eyes
closed during the whole thing so I went over to my dresser and pulled out
the thick black silk eye-mask and tied it on his head.  He was hard by the
time I was done.  I looked around the room for something I could use when I
spotted the little plastic container of strawberries that formerly resided
in my refrigerator.  This guy was good, being as young as he is and knowing
that food can come into play in the bedroom.  Or maybe he just thought he'd
want a snack, but I had other ideas for the food now.

I reached down and picked up the container and quietly walked over to my
closet where I opened it as quietly as possible.  I didn't want him to get
any ideas on what was coming, so I tiptoed back.  I could see him trying to
look through the eye-mask with no luck.  I sat down on the side of the
mattress and caught him as he started to roll towards me with a small yelp.
My hands started running down his side and back, caressing, comforting.
"You're alright Kale."

"I know.  It's just kinda creepy not being able to see anything that's
going on."

"Yeah it is, but trust me, you'll enjoy it this way a lot more than if you
opened your eyes."

"Ok, I trust you Jentsen."

Hearing that was music to my ears.  "Ok, I'm going to roll you back and put
you in the middle of the bed."  I didn't wait for a response as I put my
hands in his armpits and lifted him, then placing him where I wanted.  I
leaned down and kissed the top of his forehead where his hair barely
reached.  I continued down and kissed his nose, then both cheeks, and
finally just a quick peck on his lips.  He groaned in displeasure when I
pulled away.  Licking his chin, I made a wet path down the middle of his
torso directly to his navel.  He squealed again, but this time he pushed
his belly towards my face instead of pulling away.  I've always had a thing
for belly buttons, but there was no better one on earth than the one I was
lapping at now.  My hands went up to his firm teats and began teasing the
nipples.  I made sure that no part of my body came in contact with his
straining dick.

After doing this for a couple of minutes, I decided to work my way down
further.  I still avoided all contact with his member, and worked my away
down his thigh.  He spread his legs for me giving me more access.  I licked
at his still hairless balls and perineum, automatically his knees lifted,
giving me more access to his waiting rosebud.  I very lightly let my tongue
roam over it, again tasting nothing but sweetness.  My hands were working
on his lower legs, massaging, and rubbing.  Slowly I applied a bit more
pressure to his hole, feeling it loosen slowly as he continued to relax.  I
started to thrust my tongue in and out, giving him a good ol' tongue
fucking.  He was moaning and gyrating his hips a little.

I brought myself up from his nether region and he groaned in irritation.  I
quickly shoved my index finger into my mouth and covered it with saliva and
placed it down at his entrance, slowly moving it in circles, continuing to
loosen everything up.  I stretched myself and reached down to the floor and
grabbed a strawberry.  I bit off the end of it, letting the sweet taste
fill my mouth.  The juice pooled on my tongue and ran from the corner of my
mouth.  I took the still dripping fruit and let it drop small drips on
Kale's stomach.  I could see his abdomen muscles tighten as each cold drop
made contact with his skin.  That was a sight I wanted to remember for the
rest of my life, and relive every day if I could.  His sphincter would
tighten against my finger whenever he clenched his muscles.  I quickly bent
down and licked up the nectar before it could make him sticky, relishing
the mixed tastes of the strawberry and Kale's skin.

As I dove down to get the last drop, my finger applied a bit of pressure
down below and I felt his hole begin to open to me.  Slowly, I pressed my
way inside, pausing when I felt him tighten against the intrusion.  I could
feel his heartbeat, and heard his breath speed up.  While concentrating on
my finger, my eyes fell upon his throbbing member, and I saw the
wonderfully sweet liquid on its tip, just waiting to be licked off.  I bent
down and and as I closed my mouth over it, his hips thrust downwards,
impaling himself on my finger.

"HOLY SHIT!"  He screamed.

"It's alright, you're alright.  Just breathe deep, and slow.  Let yourself
get used to it."  Once his breathing returned to normal, I started to pull
the finger out a bit, then reapply the pressure.  As I did, I felt the
little nub inside him, and rubbed against it.  His dick let loose a stream
of pre-cum in my mouth.  He was moaning again in no time.  As he began to
loosen, I started to add a second finger.  When he was used to that, I
added a third.  The whole time I kept sucking on his magnificent,
wonderful, flesh in my mouth.  In between moaning he was saying my name.
God, there was nothing more beautiful.  Then he shocked the hell out of me.

"Jentsen, I want you to put it in me."

I stopped everything I was doing, despite his protests.  "What?"

"I said, I want you to put your dick in me.  I want you to fuck me."

"Kale, I'm not sure you're -" I was cut off.

"Yes, I AM ready.  I've got God knows how many of your fingers in there
now.  I want to make it official.  I want YOU inside ME!"  He practically
screamed the end.

Fearful of what my neighbors might hear, I decided to give him what he
wanted.

I reached over to my nightstand and opened the drawer, extracting a bottle
of lube.  Astroglide.  I then walked into the bathroom and grabbed a towel,
leaving him on the bed, calling out for me.  When I returned, I lifted his
bottom end and placed the towel beneath him.  I didn't need to get my
sheets all lubed up.  Carefully I applied the lube to his hole, and then to
my straining cock.  No matter how many times I tell myself different, this
is what I wanted too.

I didn't want Kale's first time to be in the dark, so I reached up and took
the blindfold off of him.  It was wonderful to see his eyes again.  After I
could see him, I placed myself at his entrance and proceeded slowly.  No
matter how much preparation I did, he was still tight as hell.  No pocket
ass was this tight!  He cringed once the head fully penetrated, and I
paused to let him again get used to the intrusion.  The heat was intense,
like nothing I've ever felt before.  Once he was ok, I continued my way
inside.  I only had to pause a couple more times until my bush was pressed
against his firm spread mounds.  His tunnel felt like warm velvet that was
in constant motion around me.  I began to pull out, leaving only the head
inside, then pushed back in.  I wanted him to get as much joy out of this
as I was, and it appeared that he was.  His moaning was sweeter than any
concerto ever performed for a public or private audience.

As he finally acclimated to my prick being inside him, my thrusts became
more fervent.  Pulling out and pushing back in, each time a bit harder than
the one prior.  As I felt him near climax, I slowed myself down and came to
a stop.  Before he could start yelling at me, I explained that I wanted
this to last as long as possible for both of us.  What I didn't tell him
was that I wanted us to cum together.  As he came down from his almost
orgasmic high, I started to move again, slowly, building up speed.  His ass
was clenching me with every pull, and widening with every push.  Had I not
known this was his first time, I would have thought differently.  He
definitely had some skill in the ass department.

It took a couple more times of stopping before I knew that I couldn't hold
off any longer.  I reached down and started stroking his thin meat with my
lubed hand.  Kale cooed to me.  Both of our breathing was erratic and sweat
was dripping off of me onto him.  I felt his sphincter contract, and his
dick swell and it threw me over the edge.  I blew my first wad as his jet
came streaming from him.  Each ejaculation matched the other.  Even when he
had run dry, he was still pulsing in time with me.

I collapsed on top of him, then rolled to the side to let him breathe.  We
were both covered in sweat, his and mine.  As I caught my breath, I looked
over to see what he thought and found my little angel, sleeping where he
was, with his knees still in the air.


The Next Morning


Kale rose shortly after I did, and there was no time for any real fun play.
We did have some time in the shower where I washed his body, being careful
with his ass, but making sure there was no stubborn semen left in there.
After we ate a quick breakfast I dropped him off at home.

It was a good thing that Kale lived so close to Fun Stop, since I had to
work that morning, and that's why we were on such a rushed schedule.

As I opened the door to the building I noticed that my manager was already
there.  That was odd seeing as how he never rolled out of bed till almost
noon, but hey, if he wanted to be there early, it's no skin off my back.  I
walked up to the front counter, and clocked in, then reached behind me and
turned on all the lights.  My manager was standing right behind me when I
turned around.  He scared the shit out of me, and I screamed.

"I'm sorry Leandro, you scared me."

"Heheh, it's cool dude.  Hey, can you come with me for a second?"

"Yeah sure man."  I knew I had a little time to spare as I got there a
little early.  I didn't want anything to ruin this day, not after the night
I just had.  I followed Leandro to the back office where he told me to have
a seat.  I sat in the chair that I used the previous night while doing my
paperwork and watched as the mocha skinned man paced in front of me.

"You know Jentsen, you're a good worker."

I nodded, not knowing what was going on.  Hopefully I would be getting a
raise.  It was about time too.

"Fuck, I don't want to do this man."  He said to me.

"Do what Leandro?"

"Jentsen..." he paused.  "You're just not Fun Stop material.  We're letting
you go."

I sat there stunned.  I didn't know what to say.  He was looking at me
waiting for an answer.  "What the FUCK?  I've been with this company for 4
years!  FOUR FUCKING YEARS!  And you're gonna TELL me that I'M not FUN STOP
MATERIAL?  Well, FUCK YOU, LEANDRO!"

I stormed out of the office and walked through the facility.  I was making
my final way around the building getting everything that was mine that I
had left there for the other workers.  No longer.  I was done.

As I was walking down the hallway to the employees enterance, I passed
Alex.  "Good Morning Jentsen."

"Fuck Off Alex!"

He stopped and stared at me like I had a bright pink antennae coming out of
my forehead.

"I'm sorry man.  Leandro just fired me."  I said, slumping against the
wall, letting it hold me up.

"Jesus, that's bullshit man.  You've been here since the company first
started.  Who does he think he is?"

"Don't know, don't care anymore.  Hey, I'm gonna get out of here.  You take
it easy man."

Alex looked like there was something else he wanted to say, but didn't know
how to say it.  He just lowered his head and replied, "Yeah, you too man."

The sunlight seemed like it was burning every place of skin that it
touched.  I got into my car and drove home on auto pilot.  Once I got to
the apartment building, I ran up the stairs as fast as I could and slammed
into my apartment.  I quickly walked to the bedroom and pulled down my
biggest suitcase and started throwing clothes inside.  I didn't know what I
was doing, or where I was going, but I was getting out of there.  Out of
that town, out of that state, out of the country if I could manage it, but
probably not that far.

Once the suitcase was packed, I decided to look at where I could go.  I had
a bit of money saved up, maybe I could tour the country for a bit.  Who
knows where I'll end up.

After I was done looking around online I decided to take a nap.  I was too
pissed to do anything else.  When I closed my bedroom door, that's when I
saw them for the first time.  Kale had left the briefs he was wearing the
night before.  Something new to remember him by.  And they were sitting on
my pillow.

I picked them up, and fought the urge to bring them to my nose.  I tossed
them to the other side of the bed and lay down.  I was asleep before I even
hit the pillow.

I awoke to my phone ringing.  Groggily I reached over and grabbed it, not
looking at the display.  "Lo?"

"Jentsen?"

I knew that voice.  "Yeah."

"How are you?"

"I"ve been better."  I replied honestly.  There was no reason to lie.

"Were you sleeping?"

"Yeah."  I was fully awake now though.  "Hey listen man.  There's something
we need to talk about."

"Ok, shoot.  It's lunch at school, so I've got a while."

Jesus... school.  "Kale, we can't see each other any more."

"What?"

"You heard me.  We can't see each other anymore."

"Why, what happened?"

"I don't want to discuss it.  But I'm leaving tonight.

"You're ... leaving?"

"Yes.  I need to get away."

"But what about me?"

I sighed.  I hadn't even thought of him, or how he'd take the news.  "I
don't know bud.  But some bad things have happened, and if I stay here,
they'll only get worse."

"Did someone find out?"

"No, but now that I'm not at Fun Stop, it's too risky that someone will.
Besides, I've got your best interest at heart here."

"My best interest?"  He spat it at me.  I could hear the anger in his
voice.

"Yes, not to mention, I've got to look out for myself.  Listen man, I've
gotta get going.  Have a good life Kale.  Be good."

"FUCK YOU!"  I heard the phone hit something metal, that sounded like a
locker, and then I heard the door slam.


--Fin--


I'm sorry for ending this as abruptly as I did, but it seemed to me to be
the best way to end this story with finality.  I want to thank those of you
who have sent me emails about this story, they were, and will continue to
be greatly appreciated.

As far as the story of Kale... he is done.  Jentsen on the other hand... we
may see him in the future.  I don't know though.

As always, if you enjoyed this story, please let me know at:
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