Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2005 01:53:48 -0500 From: Nathan Hews Subject: A Halloween to Remember Although I feel inspired to write sequels to Big Boy Games, I really wanted to try something serperate from my first two stories, I wanted to write a story that comes from the perspective of the boy. Although i'm afraid that this won't turn out well, I really hope that everyone enjoys it! Please email me at Jonafunu@hotmail.com with reviews and stuff. Thanks for the reviews i've gotten for Big Boy Games and keep them coming! -------------------------------- Usual rules, don't read if it's illegal or your underage or are close minded or whatever. I don't even know if these disclaimers are neccesary or not. I mean you are on an erotic stories website under the Gay/Adult-Youth section! Ok enough ranting and on with the show... -------------------------------- A Halloween to Remember -------------------------------- It was two-fifty five and all I could do was stare at the clock on the wall above the door to the exit. School was boring but today was even more boring because today is special. Today is October 31st and I have a lot of candy to eat! Oh, my name is James and i'm ten. Ok well i'm nine but i'll be ten in three months, close enough. I go to school at James Madison Elementary and my life was always pretty boring. I went to school every day, made pretty good grades and listened to my parents. That's what you are supposed to do and that was fine for me. I had absolutely no idea how special tonight would be though. I had spent every halloween the same, going home, dressing up, playing a few games and going out to get as much candy as possible. This year I was going to be a vampire and I was finally allowed to go out by myself! I had to be home by eight but that was ok. We lived in a safe neighborhood anyway and we pretty much knew everyone. Well everyone except for the new guy who moved in last week. His name is Ronald and he's from California I think. I just remember my friend Jarome telling me about how he saw all kinds of expensive furniture and stuff when he moved in. He isn't married and doesn't have any kids. He actually works with my Dad down at the factory but unlike my Dad, he is a meat head. Well I don't know what you actually call it but that is what my Dad calls it. He says that he and a bunch of other men live to only make his life miserable. I always thought that he must be pretty mean then. My Dad even told me that I shouldn't go to his house tonight but i'm nine and I am curious. If he has as much money as Jarome says he does, then I bet he has really great candy! He really can't be all that mean, I mean he looks pretty nice to me. Mom has always said that i'm a good judge of character. As soon as the clock rolled around the three o'clock, the bell rang and we all grabbed our bags and ran out the door. It was always the same every time we had vacation or it was a weekend. I don't think that any kid alive really likes school, or would rather be there than out playing with their friends anyway. I ran as fast as I could and as soon as I pushed through the door, the brisk autumn air ruffled my hair and I couldn't help but giggle. Being a kid was really great. As much as I wanted to grow up, I knew that life was good right now. My Dad was always tired and boring but I couldn't help but run, sure I was a little breathless but not bad. I had a bunch of energy and it was fun to use it. Especially on a day as special as this. As I ran down the sidewalk and towards my large blue house on the corner of Elm, I looked around at all the different jack-o-lanterns and halloween decor on display. Mrs. Nesserati had a huge blow up pumpkin with an equally as huge blow up black cat next to it. Mr. Jameson had a bunch of white sheets hanging from the trees. I knew they were supposed to be ghosts but he didn't do a very good job. Then there was Ronald's house. It didn't have a single decoration in the house, but I could see well that his silver Mercedes was in the drive way. I knew it was a Mercedes because my Dad always talked about how only assholes drive them. Oops! I'm not supposed to say that word. Anyway, as soon as I reached the outside of our house, I saw my Mom's station wagon and ran up the steps of the porch and into the house. I could hear my Mom yelling from the kitchen "No shoes in the house young man!" Gosh I hate it when she does that. I turned around, took off my shoes and threw them in the shoe corner. I climbed the stairs to the second floor and flung open the door to my bedroom. Sure it was messy, but it was my room. I loved my bedroom and it was my secret place. I always felt like I could do anything here, even like I could fly if I wanted to. I was here when I was happy, when I was sad, when I was angry. It had always been there, even when I was a baby and I will always love it. There in the corner I could see my suit jacket, dress pants, shoes, shirt and cape. No doubt my Mom had the make up and fangs downstairs with her. I'm sure she was afraid i'd try to do it myself. I wouldn't, I mean my Mom could do anything like that! She was always doing some kind of craft like basket weaving or scrap booking. I always had the best costume. In fact, she had sewn this cape herself and I must say it is pretty cool. Black on the outside, red on the inside, and all kinds of little sparkley things that made it look cool when you walked through the light. It was made out of some kind of material that feels neat when it brushes against you. It makes you feel really weird in your stomache whenever you touch your arms and legs with it. I almost wished I could just wear the cape and nothing else, but I know you can't go naked in public, that is just rude. The door behind my swung open and my Mom stood their wiping her forehead, her hear was messy and she was sweaty as always. "Now look you need to go ahead and get a shower and change into your costume. I'm sure you want to have pleanty of time to hang out with your friends and trick or treat on your first night out alone." I smiled and nodded "Thats for sure, ok Mom." I grabbed my things and walked past her and down towards the bathroom. I shut the door behind me, turned on the water and started to undress. As soon as I pulled off my underwear, I turned around and stared at myself in the mirror. I guess I look ok, I have curly blonde hair that my Mom loves, but I think looks dorky. A lot of people thought I was a little girl when I was older. I have brown eyes and I have a little bit of a pudgy belly. I've seen other boys at the pool in the summer before that you can see their ribs and stuff, that's not me, I still have a lot of baby fat, as my Mom calls it but i'm not really chunky either. I'm pretty pale, I don't tan very easy, I guess because of the Irish blood in my family. Thankfully I don't have any freckles like my Mom, I hate them. Then there's my dickie, I discovered awhile back that playing with it was pretty fun. I usually do it before I take a path. I let my hand slide down and started to rub it a little bit with my finger. It was already hard and just touching it felt great. It's about three inches long and it stays stiff like this almost constantly. I got caught once touching it when I was eight, my Mom just walked in the bathroom and scolded me for it. Since then I learned to lock the bathroom door. My Mom thinks it's just because I don't want her to see me naked. Well that's only partly true, but as long as she doesnt suspect anything I dont care. I decided that trick or treating was a little bit more important than this so I cut off the water, slipped in the tub, and began to soap up my body. After I finished bathing I stepped out, dried off, and got in a fresh pair of underwear, socks and put on my vampire suit. I combed my hair back but it really didn't help, it was going to curl no matter what I did. I smiled at myself in the mirror, I look a whole lot like a vampire if I do say so myself. As soon as I walked out into the hall, my Mom was already standing there with a bag full of make up. "Come on then, let's finish the job." I followed her into her bedroom, took a sit down on her bed and waited patiently as she applied a near white foundation and white powder to my face. She then added some black eye liner to my eyes and brushed it up so it looked like I was dark around my eyes. Then she made my lips blood red and made a little line from them like I had just drank some fresh blood. Then she took some hair gel, saturated my hair and meshed it down as much as possible. She did a pretty good job but it was still a little wavy. I stared at myself in the mirror for a few moments. I looked really scary! She made me hug her as we said out goodbyes, I grabbed a huge paper bag and ran out the door to try to find some body to play with until trick or treating began. I walked down the sidewalk and looked everyone I could think of but noone was around. Maybe everyone was still getting their costumes on. I shrugged and walked down the sidewalk with my hand tucked in my pockets. As I looked around I noticed that the light outside of Ronald's house was on. And there, standing on his porch trying to change a light bulb that was just a tad out of his reach, was the man himself. He was really tall and had long brown hair tied behind his head. He was wearing a dress shirt that was not fully buttoned and a pair of khakis. As I surveyed him he noticed me and I froze in shock. "Hey you, come here I need your help!" I heard him call out. What do I do? Run!? Well he didn't seem like he was really all that mean and Mom always said that I should be helpful. I took a deep breath, exhaled, and turned to walk up his sidewalk towards his porch. As soon as I made it up the stairs he had alread bent over a little so we were at eye's level. "Whats your name?" He asked gently. "I'm James." I said quietly. He laughed a little "Look James I can't reach this light to change it, if I hold you up can you change it for me?" I nodded, that seemed easy enough. He put the lightbulb in my hand and put his hands around my waist and lifted me towards the light fixture. He was very strong, I hadn't been lifted this easy in years. As I began to unscrew the light bulb that was in the fixture already, he changed his handing and put one hang under my butt to support me. I blushed a little but ignored it. It was kinda cool having some body touch me there. I put the old lightbulb in the mouth, screwed in the new one and relatched the cover. Pretty good job if I do say so myself. He sat me down and smiled "Thanks James that was really sweet of you." I smiled back "Anytime." He began to rub his chin "So tell me James, are you thirsty?" I nodded. I was and I had nothing better to do right now. "Alright, come on in and i'll grab you a coke." I nodded and followed him into his home. As soon as we entered my eyes grew large, it was magnificent! It was true what my friends were saying. My stuff wasn't anywhere near as great as this. He had all kinds of different paintings and little statues and candles and stuff. He also had the strangest looking red furniture that I had ever seen before in my life. As he left me alone in the living room, I couldn't help but stare at everything. "Take a seat, i'll be back in there in just a moment." I nodded and sat down on the red sofa directly in front of me. I stared at a painting of a man completely naked and laughed a little. It kind of reminded me of the museum we went to on a field trip in third grade. When he re-entered the living room, he took a seat beside me and handed me a cold glass bottle of Coke. I grinned as I took a sip of it, my grandpa had a whole bunch of the glass coke bottles and having one reminded me of him. They were really great, my Mom and Dad said they were too dangerous to have in our house since I was so careless. "So tell me about yourself." Ronald spoke as I turned and stared at me. It made me a little uncomfortable but hey he gave me a coke after all. "Well i'm nine and I live a few houses down. My Dad works with you." He nodded "Who's your Dad?" "Carl" I replied simply. "Oh yes, he's a very good employee. You must be very proud of your Dad." I smiled "Yeah he's pretty cool." I didnt dare tell him all the horrible things that he said about him. "Might I say that you are the cutest vampire that I have ever seen." I giggled a little. No one had said that I was cute in years. "Thank you." I said. "Anytime sweety." He smiled as he put his hand on my leg. I smiled back and took another sip of my coat. "So do you have a girlfriend James?" "No I don't like girls." I replied. "Oh so are you gay?" He asked. My face contorted, "What's gay?" I mean me and my friends called people gay sometimes but I didn't know what it meant exactly. He laughed "Well it means that you like to kiss men, or touch them. Have you ever done that?" I shook my head. It did seem a little fun though. I always liked it when my Dad kissed me, the prickles on his face tickled me. He doesn't do it very much though. "Oh I see." He suddenly leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I turned red, I don't really know if you could tell below the make up or not. He laughed a little, it was a warm laugh "Did you like that?" I shrugged. "I dont know, it tickles when you kiss me like when my Dad does, the prickles on your face." He smiled and leaned over and kissed me again. This time he held his lips against mine for five seconds. As soon as he released he stared deep into my eyes with a look like he was really hungry or something. I felt him suddenly slide his hand up my leg as he kissed me again. This time was different, this time he slid his tounge in my mouth! I couldnt say anything and before I could resist his fingers incircled my dickie that was stiff inside my pants. I let out a huge breathe as he did this, it felt good. I had never had anyone else touch me there though. He kept running his tounge across mine and started to breath pretty hard. I could see out of the corner of my eyes that his dickie had gotten stiff too, only his was a whole lot bigger than mine. His huge hands grabbed onto my belt and began to unlatch it, he unzipped and unbuttoned my pants and pushed one hand into my underwear. He grabbed my dickie gently and started moving his fingers back and forth really fast. I shut my eyes and began to breathe really hard now. This felt really great and I just hoped that he wouldn't start. He stopped moving his tounge around in my mouth and backed his head away, still playing with my dickie, "Do you like this James?" I nodded pretty fast. I hoped that he wouldn't ever stop, this was amazing, he could move his tounge around in my mouth all he wanted. He released my dickie suddenly causing me to be a little disappointed and then he started to move down. I suddenly became really scared, what was he doing? I watched him as his head moved really near my dickie and I felt his warm breath on it. Suddenly he put my dickie in his mouth and began to suck it really hard, moving his head up and down. I had to grab the couch as hard as I could, this was even more great than having him rub it! I never knew I could feel this good! I felt a really strong tingle in my stomache and couldnt help but breathe really hard and arch my back a little bit. This was so great! "Dont stop please!" I yelled out, even though I knew that he would have to stop some time. I don't know why I felt so strongly about it, I guess because it was the most amazing thing I ever had happen to me. I could hear him laugh a little as he continued to suck me. Suddenly I felt the tingling begin to strengthen and I felt like I needed to pee really bad. "Wait stop! I gotta pee!" But he didn't stop. The tingling started getting stronger and I couldn't stand still. I started clawing at the sofa and I yelled out loud as it got stronger and stronger. Suddenly it got so bad that I just couldnt handle it. His hands grabbed my waist to hold me still and I tried to slide down but couldnt. My dickie felt like it was going to explode and I felt it start to jerk around in his mouth, but no pee came out at all. It lasted for about four seconds and it was amazing! I fell backwards and panted. I was sweating and I knew that my make up had to be really messed up now. I didnt care but I was exhausted. He came up and kissed me on the lips quickly again and smiled at me gently "Did that feel good?" I nodded "Yeah that was the best feeling i've ever had!" He laughed, "I bet it was, I know how wonderful it was the first time I came." "Came?" I asked. "Well that's what you did. When you are older juice will come out when you do it and it's meant to make babies. Right now though you just come without anything coming out because you haven't gone through puberty yet." I nodded "Oh ok." He sat down beside me and I watched as he began to rub his bulge in his pants, "Do you want to make me feel good?" I nodded "Yeah i'll do anything after you did that for me." He nodded "Ok take your pants off completely then." I nodded and stood straight up. I took my pants and underwear off and threw them on the floor behind me. I was ready for anything now. I watched as he reached under the sofa and pulled out a jar of vasoline. I couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen now. He opened the top, sat it beside him and unzipped his pants. Out popped the biggest dickie i've ever seen! I know it had to have been at least a whole foot long. "Bend over." He said, so I turned around and did so, my butt right in front of his face. I suddenly felt a vasoline covered finger press into my butt and rub around my butthole. It felt weird, I remembered my Mom doing this when I was little and she used to take my temperature this way. I suddenly felt him pull his finger out and grab my waist, lifting me off the ground and onto his lap. His dick was popping out between my legs and I laughed a little, it looked like I had a huge dickie too! "This might hurt a little bit ok?" I nodded. That was ok. I had no idea what was going to happen but if he'd suck my dickie again, i'd do anything! He lifted me up again a little and I watched as his dickie popped up extremely stiff and red. He began to sit me down but instead of the way he had done it before, now I was sitting on his dickie. It was touching my butthole! I felt him hold my waist tight and began to slide me down slowly. I felt his dickie begin to go into my butthole. It really hurt! It felt like I was being split apart! I just bit my lip and shut my eyes tight. He kept pulling me down as more went in and it almost felt like I was taking a huge dump. I suddenly felt a plopping noise and my butthole was stretched farther than it ever had been. He let go of me a little bit as the rest of my body slid all the way down to his lap and it felt like every part of me was full of his dickie. It was so big and I couldn't help but grunt a little. "Be a good boy and i'll suck your dick again later." I nodded. Anything was worth doing that again. He grabbed my waist again and started to pull me up. It felt really weird with him coming out of me. Then as soon as he got enough out to where it felt ok again, he pushed back into me again, making me sit all the way down on his lap again. I let out another grunt as be lifted me up and pushed me back down. He kept on doing this over and over and it started getting faster and faster. I could hear him moaning and breathing really hard behind me and I just kept on biting my lip. It really hurt at first but now it was starting too feel kind of good. I know that you are thinking that i'm crazy but really, after you do it awhile it's kind of nice. I pushed out a little like I was taking a dump and found that it helped a lot. He started to move in and out a whole lot easier and it was starting to feel really good. I let my hands slide down to my dickie and I grabbed it with two fingers and started to move it up and down like he had done me earlier. This was amazing, with him doing this it made rubbing my dickie feel twice as good! He kept on moaning really loud and I started to breathe hard again too. This was actually pretty fun, not as fun as when he sucked it but fun. Suddenly I felt the strong tickling again and let go of my dickie, or at least I wanted to let go but I couldn't. I wanted to feel it again even though I felt like I needed to stop. It got really strong so that I could stand it and I yelled out. I heard Ronald yell out too as he just sat me on his lap again. The tingle got its strongest and I felt my dickie jumping around again and deep inside of me is dickie started to jerk around too. I felt a strange warm liquid start to shoot into my stomache that warmed my whole body up. We sat there for a minute just breathing hard and then he suddenly lifted me up and sat me down next to him. He smiled at me and ruffled my hair a little bit. "That felt great kiddo." I smiled and nodded, "Yeah it did." "Well you look pretty messed up, let's go in here and see what we can do about getting you ready to go trick or treating again. I nodded and followed him into his bathroom. He helped me clean up, added a little more gel to my hair and applied a little more powder to my face from a halloween kit that he had bought for a halloween party at work. As soon as I looked like a vampire again, he sent me on my way and I walked out to see my friends leaving their houses at the same time. I had a lot of fun trick or treating that night and got a lot of great candy. I had thought that, that was the best part of halloween but boy was I wrong. Nothing can be better than what we did. I guess that i'm gay because I really like kidding and touching men. I just can't wait until next halloween! --------------------------------------- So what did you think? Was it any good? PLEASE EMAIL ME AND LET ME KNOW! Once again Jonafunu@hotmail.com if you forgot. Thanks for reading and have a wonderful day.