Date: Wed, 10 Jan 2018 04:12:27 +0100 From: Owen Davis Subject: He Brought His Own Balls - Chapter 5 (Gay - Adult Youth) He Brought His Own Balls Chapter 5 I looked at the clock. 1:42 am. Someone is knocking on my door at this hour? Seriously? Reluctantly, I removed my mouth from the 8th-grader's cock, crawled off the bed and walked to the door. I looked through the peephole. It looked like a young resort employee. "Who's there?" I asked through the closed door. "Room Service." Hmm. They have 24-hour room service, but I didn't order anything. I opened the door. I was correct about the young employee observation. Wasn't expecting this young though. He couldn't have been older than 15 years old. He appeared to be a light-skinned Dominican, and he was HOT. About 5'7'', slim, short curly hair, sexy eyes. His name tag said "Sammy." "How old are you?" I asked. "Fifteen, sir." Called it. "And you're allowed to work here at that age?" I realize that 15-year-olds can have jobs, but I hadn't seen anyone nearly that young working at a resort before. "Well, normally the age is 17, but my father is an employee at the resort, so..." As much as I wanted to engage this boy further (in more ways than one), I decided that that would have to wait for another time. Hopefully. "I actually didn't order room service, young man." "Oh no, I'm so sorry to disturb you at this hour, sir!" I saw Sammy's gaze land on the large wet area on my pants. "I must have written down the wrong room number." "It's OK Sammy. I happened to still be awake." And then I looked down at my own pants and added, "I spilled some water on myself." I used a tone in my voice that made it clear that I actually had NOT spilled any water. He tried to hide a smile. "I apologize again, sir," he said nervously. He turned to walk away and then paused. "Are you going to send a complaint about this? I really don't want to lose my job." He suddenly looked really worried. "It's really..." I had an idea. This could be an "in" with Sammy. "I haven't decided yet. Perhaps you could make up for it somehow." "Of course, sir," he said excitedly. "Anything you say." Wow. "Well, right now, I just need to get to bed, but perhaps tomorrow when you are not working, I can think of a favor you can do to make up for tonight." "Oh, yes, thank you sir. I am not working during the day, but if that is not good for you, I am also mostly available starting at 11pm. At that time room service calls are pretty rare, and I can hang out wherever I want until I get a message on my phone about an order. You can reach me on Snapchat. I'm SuperSammy120. Do you use Snapchat?" "Of course," I lied. I'd figure it out. "I'll be in touch. SuperSammy120, right?" "Yes, thank you, sir. Sorry, sir. Good night." "Bye." I closed the door. I returned to my bedroom to find Mark sound asleep. Not surprising. I could let him sleep here for a few hours, but then he needed to get back to his own room. I set my alarm for 7am. Ugh. Totally worth it, though. I stripped off most my clothes and lay down on the bed. I was tired but also still horny. For the second time in 24 hours I beat off while watching a naked, sleeping Mark. It didn't take very long. I rubbed some of my cum on Mark's lips and kissed the sleeping boy good night. Next time I would have to shoot my load when he was actually awake. ***** The sound of my alarm broke me out of a deep sleep. I could barely move. I looked to my side and saw Mark. Still asleep. And naked. Angelic, sexy, hot. And hard. Of course. I smiled to myself. Too bad I had to disturb him, but I did not want to find out what would happen if Mark's mom tried to find him and couldn't. Nothing to risk limiting our time together. I started giving Mark kisses on his arm and then his chest. He woke up. "What the fuck is going on?" he said in a voice that was louder than I was expecting. He sounded angry. "What are you doing?" Oh crap, oh crap. What did I get myself into. "Um, I uh...you...we..." Mark starting laughing hysterically. "Gotcha!" "You little twerp!" I sat on top of him and started tickling him. I could feel his hard cock digging into the bottom of my boxers. Mark was slashing around, laughing and trying to get free. I kept tickling. I moved from his sides to his neck to his armpits. I reached back and tried to tickle the bottom of his feet. Semi-successful. He was kicking around. "Oh my god, stop, stop, I can't stand it." I went for a few more seconds and then gave him a break. He was trying to catch his breath. "You know you love it," I said. He tried to retaliate. He was pretty strong, but I was able to hold both his wrists in one of my hands. "Oh, you think you can get me," I teased. "That deserves another round." And I started all over again. His giggles were too fucking cute. Finally, I relented and rolled off of him. His dick was dripping precum. So was mine. I wanted to suck him (and fuck him) so badly right now, but somehow I managed to find some restraint. "As much as I would love to continue our fun, my friend, you need to get back to your room before someone discovers you are not there." "But..." "No, no, we can hang out later, but you can't get in trouble. That wouldn't be good for either of us." "Can I ask you one thing first?" "Of course." "Can I see yours?" He looked down at my crotch. "My what?" I knew exactly what he meant, but I wanted to hear him say it. I loved teasing this kid. "Your dick" he said quietly. "If I show you, do you promise to get going back to your room?" "Yup!" I pulled down my boxers, and my dick sprung out. It was almost fully hard and looked pretty impressive. "Whoa! That's big." "It's not that much bigger than yours, buddy." "I've never seen one that big...in person." He grabbed a hold with both of his 13-year-old hands. Now I was fully hard. I wanted him so badly, but... "OK, bud, you promised." "Fine" he said while making a pouty face. "Will you walk with me?" "Sure." ***** A few minutes later we were both clothed and walking along the path that led from my building to his. "A question for you," I said in a low voice so that no one could overhear. "Had you ever done anything sexually with another person before yesterday?" "No, nothing," he said quietly. "Is that bad?" "Not at all, Mark. You're only 13. Yesterday was a big day for you, huh?" He broke into a huge grin and looked up at me. I smiled back. "So you're OK with everything that happened?" "Yeah, I want to do more!" "You know you can't tell ANYONE about this, right?" "Duh, I'm not stupid. Don't worry, Owen." "OK buddy. You're so hot, by the way." He blushed. "So are you." "Thanks, man." We arrived at his building. I didn't walk up the stairs with him. He showed me he had his keycard. We said goodbye and made a plan to meet at the ping-pong table by the pool at 11am. I told him to get some more sleep. I turned to walk back to my room to do the same. ***** By 9:30 I felt more refreshed and was on my way to the main breakfast buffet to meet my family. I ran into Mark's mom in the buffet. She asked if I had texted Mark yet about making a tennis plan. "No, not yet. It was late last night, and I just got up a short time ago. Is Mark here at breakfast with you?" "Nope, he wanted to sleep in more. I was surprised because he had gone back to his room on the early side last night, but he probably stayed up late watching Netflix on his iPad. And you know teenage boys. They love to sleep late." "Yup, that's what I hear. I'll text him when I get to my table so we can make a plan." "Sounds good, enjoy your breakfast." "You too!" Even though Mark and I already had a plan to meet by the pool at 11:00, I texted him about tennis just in case his mom was somehow monitoring. He replied that he had just gotten up and he would meet me by the pool. He said tennis would be better in the late afternoon after the hottest part of the day was over. ***** Mark showed up by the pool wearing his same baggy swimsuit and a really sexy tank top. I loved looking at his arms and armpits. He was also wearing a really big smile. I smiled back, "Hey buddy." No one was near enough to hear us. "You look like one sexy boy." He licked his lips. Yummy. Then he sat down on the edge of the same lounge chair I was on. Our legs touched each other and a jolt of electricity went through my body. "Can your mom see your texts?" I asked. "I'm not sure so I'm always careful about that. And that's why I use Snapchat instead. I know she can't see that." "Can you help me out with this Snapchat thing?" "Of course." In just a few minutes, he had me up and running. Just then my two nieces (ages 7 & 9) and my nephew (11) walked up. My older niece asked if I wanted to go swimming. "Definitely," I answered. I introduced all the kids. I think they saw Mark playing ping-pong with me the other day, but I reminded them of that. All five of us got in the pool, and started playing monkey-in-the-middle with an inflatable ball. The kids were getting along great. One time when I was right next to Mark, I pinched his butt under the water. Then he did the same back to me a few minutes later. This continued and then escalated a bit when Mark grabbed the front side of my suit. I did the same to him. My nieces and nephew had no clue, of course. After a while, the game fizzled out, and my sister's kids were playing with each other on the far side of the pool. Mark and I were leaning against a wall by ourselves talking. He reached over and took a hold of my cock through my suit. He jerked it around a bit until it became very hard. I was surprised what happened next, as he was daring enough to actually stick his hand underneath my suit from the leg, under the mesh, and grab a hold of my shaft with his bare hand. We were well-hidden under the water. Unless someone was watching under the water. I didn't see anyone. Mark whispered, "I want to suck you." "I want you to, too." "Now." "Oh. Well we can't right here." "How about in the bathroom right over there?" He nodded his head to a small building 50 yards to our left. "Alrighty...I'm game. You go first, and I'll meet you there." Mark got out of the pool, dried off a little and disappeared towards the bathroom. I swam over to the other kids and told them I would see them later. I got to the bathroom a few minutes after Mark did. It was empty. I walked to the far handicap stall. The walls and door went all the way to the bottom. And the door sealed completely, so there was no space in between the door and the walls. They did not go all the way to the top of the ceiling however. "Mark?" I said in a low voice. "In here..." I walked in the stall and there was Mark sitting on top of the closed toilet. Huge grin on his face. He motioned me over to him with his finger. I took a few steps and my crotch was at the perfect height. Mark untied my suit and yanked it partway down my legs. Then he grabbed a hold of the back of my legs, pulled me even closer to him, and placed his wide-open, 13-year-old mouth around my rock-hard penis. He couldn't get very much in. This was his first time, and I had no complaints. He was basically sucking on the tip of my dick. It felt absolutely incredible. Just knowing whose mouth was around my cock made it feel that much better. It was hard to stand up straight. I put a hand out to lean on the one wall I could reach. Mark started licking up and down my shaft, and then he took one of my balls in his mouth, swishing it around. Then the other. Then back to sucking the tip of my dick. "This feels so fucking good, my boy. You're incredible. You are so hot." I had one hand on his head, running my hand through his wavy hair. He took his mouth off to catch his breath. I pulled him up to a standing position and stuck my tongue in his mouth. We sucked face for a few minutes. I could taste my precum. I put my hands down the inside back of his bathing suit and massaged his butt cheeks. We broke off the kiss, and Mark grabbed my cock with his hand, jerking it while staring up at me with the sultriest, sexiest look on his face. I nibbled on his ear and then his neck. He let out a loud moan. "Shh, shh," I said. I nibbled on the same spot on his neck and he moaned again. "I can't be quiet when you do that!" He returned to his sitting position and started sucking on my cock again. It was my turn to let out a moan. Just then we could hear the bathroom door open. What sounded like a kid and his dad walked in. Mark froze. We could hear them having a conversation about whether they were headed to the beach or not after lunch. I put my hand on the back of Mark's head and pushed my cock back in his mouth. I think I went a little too far. Mark made a soft gagging sound. Oops. He started sucking on me again. The dad and kid were still in the bathroom. They were washing their hands now. This was so fucking hot getting blown by this boy while two other people were just feet way from us and had no idea. As soon as they left the room, Mark kicked it up another gear, and really started going at it. He was switching back and forth between sucking on my tip, licking the shaft, and jerking it with his hand. He also started massaging right above my cock where my pubes were. I was starting to get close. "I'm getting close, cutie," I whispered. Mark just kept on sucking and jerking. I think he wanted to taste my cum. No complaints from me. "I'm gonna cum, Mark. Oh my god. Your mouth feels so good. Oh shit. Ooohhhh fuck." I blasted a huge load into Mark's rather small mouth. I could see him try to swallow the first bit, but then he couldn't anymore, and it started to overflow out of his mouth. It's hard to describe how hot the scene was looking down at Mark's beautiful face with cum all over his lips and chin. I couldn't stand up anymore, and took his place on the toilet. I set him down on my lap and kissed him again, cleaning up his face with my tongue. "Dude, that was so fucking hot," I complimented him. "Are you sure you've never done that before?" He was beaming. "First time!" I reached over and felt Mark's crotch through his swimsuit. He was hard. Of course. When was he not? Mark's phone vibrated, and it was his mom asking him where he was. "Crap, I think I gotta go," he said. "She wants me to eat lunch with her because I missed breakfast." Then his face lit up. "You wanna eat lunch with us?" "Sure. Sounds great. We'll have to take care of this later." I gave his dick another squeeze. A few minutes later I was sitting down with Mark, his mom, and his little sister at a small lunch place that specialized in pizza. We were in a booth. Mark and I were on one side, and his mom and sister on the other. We ordered two large pies to share. We talked mostly about Mark's sister's dancing, Mark's school and his tennis life. The pizza came very quickly, and Mark started stuffing his face. "Mark!" scolded his mom. "Slow down." I loved watching Mark stuff his face. Somehow it was hot. "My mom always tells me the same thing," I said. As we continued to eat and talk, I let my right hand drop to my side and slowly moved it over to Mark's thigh, under the table. There was a tablecloth that helped out. I gave his thigh a squeeze. Mark jumped and let out a noise. "What's the matter, honey?" asked his mom. "I uh, I bit my tongue," Mark faked, using a voice that was supposed to sound like he had just bit his tongue. While it was obvious to me that he was faking, he probably fooled his family. Why would he be lying? "I told you to slow down," Mark's mom said in her best I-told-you-so voice. With my hand still on his thigh, I crept it closer to his boy treasures and then played with them for a minute. Then I slipped my hand right down the front of his swimsuit and took a hold of his dick, jerking it slowly. "Oh my god," Mark said. "This pizza is so frickin' good." His voice sounded totally sexual to me, but the pizza line was a great cover. This kid could think quick on his feet. "Language," said his mom. "I said 'frickin'," Mark responded. "Still," she replied. I continued to jerk the cock that most of his 8th grade friends would surely envy if they were aware of it. I could tell he was having trouble controlling himself. I started jerking him faster. *End of Chapter 5* Sorry to stop there. Things are going to continue to heat up in Chapter 6. Mark's virgin hole is eagerly waiting some proper action. Would love to hear about you guys. How old are you? Where are you from? What turns you on? Owen odavis120@mail.com Donate! donate.nifty.org He Brought His Own Balls Chapter 5 I looked at the clock. 1:42 am. Someone is knocking on my door at this hour? Seriously? Reluctantly, I removed my mouth from the 8th-grader's cock, crawled off the bed and walked to the door. I looked through the peephole. It looked like a young resort employee. "Who's there?" I asked through the closed door. "Room Service." Hmm. They have 24-hour room service, but I didn't order anything. I opened the door. I was correct about the young employee observation. Wasn't expecting this young though. He couldn't have been older than 15 years old. He appeared to be a light-skinned Dominican, and he was HOT. About 5'7'', slim, short curly hair, sexy eyes. His name tag said "Sammy." "How old are you?" I asked. "Fifteen, sir." Called it. "And you're allowed to work here at that age?" I realize that 15-year-olds can have jobs, but I hadn't seen anyone nearly that young working at a resort before. "Well, normally the age is 17, but my father is an employee at the resort, so..." As much as I wanted to engage this boy further (in more ways than one), I decided that that would have to wait for another time. Hopefully. "I actually didn't order room service, young man." "Oh no, I'm so sorry to disturb you at this hour, sir!" I saw Sammy's gaze land on the large wet area on my pants. "I must have written down the wrong room number." "It's OK Sammy. I happened to still be awake." And then I looked down at my own pants and added, "I spilled some water on myself." I used a tone in my voice that made it clear that I actually had NOT spilled any water. He tried to hide a smile. "I apologize again, sir," he said nervously. He turned to walk away and then paused. "Are you going to send a complaint about this? I really don't want to lose my job." He suddenly looked really worried. "It's really..." I had an idea. This could be an "in" with Sammy. "I haven't decided yet. Perhaps you could make up for it somehow." "Of course, sir," he said excitedly. "Anything you say." Wow. "Well, right now, I just need to get to bed, but perhaps tomorrow when you are not working, I can think of a favor you can do to make up for tonight." "Oh, yes, thank you sir. I am not working during the day, but if that is not good for you, I am also mostly available starting at 11pm. At that time room service calls are pretty rare, and I can hang out wherever I want until I get a message on my phone about an order. You can reach me on Snapchat. I'm SuperSammy120. Do you use Snapchat?" "Of course," I lied. I'd figure it out. "I'll be in touch. SuperSammy120, right?" "Yes, thank you, sir. Sorry, sir. Good night." "Bye." I closed the door. I returned to my bedroom to find Mark sound asleep. Not surprising. I could let him sleep here for a few hours, but then he needed to get back to his own room. I set my alarm for 7am. Ugh. Totally worth it, though. I stripped off most my clothes and lay down on the bed. I was tired but also still horny. For the second time in 24 hours I beat off while watching a naked, sleeping Mark. It didn't take very long. I rubbed some of my cum on Mark's lips and kissed the sleeping boy good night. Next time I would have to shoot my load when he was actually awake. ***** The sound of my alarm broke me out of a deep sleep. I could barely move. I looked to my side and saw Mark. Still asleep. And naked. Angelic, sexy, hot. And hard. Of course. I smiled to myself. Too bad I had to disturb him, but I did not want to find out what would happen if Mark's mom tried to find him and couldn't. Nothing to risk limiting our time together. I started giving Mark kisses on his arm and then his chest. He woke up. "What the fuck is going on?" he said in a voice that was louder than I was expecting. He sounded angry. "What are you doing?" Oh crap, oh crap. What did I get myself into. "Um, I uh...you...we..." Mark starting laughing hysterically. "Gotcha!" "You little twerp!" I sat on top of him and started tickling him. I could feel his hard cock digging into the bottom of my boxers. Mark was slashing around, laughing and trying to get free. I kept tickling. I moved from his sides to his neck to his armpits. I reached back and tried to tickle the bottom of his feet. Semi-successful. He was kicking around. "Oh my god, stop, stop, I can't stand it." I went for a few more seconds and then gave him a break. He was trying to catch his breath. "You know you love it," I said. He tried to retaliate. He was pretty strong, but I was able to hold both his wrists in one of my hands. "Oh, you think you can get me," I teased. "That deserves another round." And I started all over again. His giggles were too fucking cute. Finally, I relented and rolled off of him. His dick was dripping precum. So was mine. I wanted to suck him (and fuck him) so badly right now, but somehow I managed to find some restraint. "As much as I would love to continue our fun, my friend, you need to get back to your room before someone discovers you are not there." "But..." "No, no, we can hang out later, but you can't get in trouble. That wouldn't be good for either of us." "Can I ask you one thing first?" "Of course." "Can I see yours?" He looked down at my crotch. "My what?" I knew exactly what he meant, but I wanted to hear him say it. I loved teasing this kid. "Your dick" he said quietly. "If I show you, do you promise to get going back to your room?" "Yup!" I pulled down my boxers, and my dick sprung out. It was almost fully hard and looked pretty impressive. "Whoa! That's big." "It's not that much bigger than yours, buddy." "I've never seen one that big...in person." He grabbed a hold with both of his 13-year-old hands. Now I was fully hard. I wanted him so badly, but... "OK, bud, you promised." "Fine" he said while making a pouty face. "Will you walk with me?" "Sure." ***** A few minutes later we were both clothed and walking along the path that led from my building to his. "A question for you," I said in a low voice so that no one could overhear. "Had you ever done anything sexually with another person before yesterday?" "No, nothing," he said quietly. "Is that bad?" "Not at all, Mark. You're only 13. Yesterday was a big day for you, huh?" He broke into a huge grin and looked up at me. I smiled back. "So you're OK with everything that happened?" "Yeah, I want to do more!" "You know you can't tell ANYONE about this, right?" "Duh, I'm not stupid. Don't worry, Owen." "OK buddy. You're so hot, by the way." He blushed. "So are you." "Thanks, man." We arrived at his building. I didn't walk up the stairs with him. He showed me he had his keycard. We said goodbye and made a plan to meet at the ping-pong table by the pool at 11am. I told him to get some more sleep. I turned to walk back to my room to do the same. ***** By 9:30 I felt more refreshed and was on my way to the main breakfast buffet to meet my family. I ran into Mark's mom in the buffet. She asked if I had texted Mark yet about making a tennis plan. "No, not yet. It was late last night, and I just got up a short time ago. Is Mark here at breakfast with you?" "Nope, he wanted to sleep in more. I was surprised because he had gone back to his room on the early side last night, but he probably stayed up late watching Netflix on his iPad. And you know teenage boys. They love to sleep late." "Yup, that's what I hear. I'll text him when I get to my table so we can make a plan." "Sounds good, enjoy your breakfast." "You too!" Even though Mark and I already had a plan to meet by the pool at 11:00, I texted him about tennis just in case his mom was somehow monitoring. He replied that he had just gotten up and he would meet me by the pool. He said tennis would be better in the late afternoon after the hottest part of the day was over. ***** Mark showed up by the pool wearing his same baggy swimsuit and a really sexy tank top. I loved looking at his arms and armpits. He was also wearing a really big smile. I smiled back, "Hey buddy." No one was near enough to hear us. "You look like one sexy boy." He licked his lips. Yummy. Then he sat down on the edge of the same lounge chair I was on. Our legs touched each other and a jolt of electricity went through my body. "Can your mom see your texts?" I asked. "I'm not sure so I'm always careful about that. And that's why I use Snapchat instead. I know she can't see that." "Can you help me out with this Snapchat thing?" "Of course." In just a few minutes, he had me up and running. Just then my two nieces (ages 7 & 9) and my nephew (11) walked up. My older niece asked if I wanted to go swimming. "Definitely," I answered. I introduced all the kids. I think they saw Mark playing ping-pong with me the other day, but I reminded them of that. All five of us got in the pool, and started playing monkey-in-the-middle with an inflatable ball. The kids were getting along great. One time when I was right next to Mark, I pinched his butt under the water. Then he did the same back to me a few minutes later. This continued and then escalated a bit when Mark grabbed the front side of my suit. I did the same to him. My nieces and nephew had no clue, of course. After a while, the game fizzled out, and my sister's kids were playing with each other on the far side of the pool. Mark and I were leaning against a wall by ourselves talking. He reached over and took a hold of my cock through my suit. He jerked it around a bit until it became very hard. I was surprised what happened next, as he was daring enough to actually stick his hand underneath my suit from the leg, under the mesh, and grab a hold of my shaft with his bare hand. We were well-hidden under the water. Unless someone was watching under the water. I didn't see anyone. Mark whispered, "I want to suck you." "I want you to, too." "Now." "Oh. Well we can't right here." "How about in the bathroom right over there?" He nodded his head to a small building 50 yards to our left. "Alrighty...I'm game. You go first, and I'll meet you there." Mark got out of the pool, dried off a little and disappeared towards the bathroom. I swam over to the other kids and told them I would see them later. I got to the bathroom a few minutes after Mark did. It was empty. I walked to the far handicap stall. The walls and door went all the way to the bottom. And the door sealed completely, so there was no space in between the door and the walls. They did not go all the way to the top of the ceiling however. "Mark?" I said in a low voice. "In here..." I walked in the stall and there was Mark sitting on top of the closed toilet. Huge grin on his face. He motioned me over to him with his finger. I took a few steps and my crotch was at the perfect height. Mark untied my suit and yanked it partway down my legs. Then he grabbed a hold of the back of my legs, pulled me even closer to him, and placed his wide-open, 13-year-old mouth around my rock-hard penis. He couldn't get very much in. This was his first time, and I had no complaints. He was basically sucking on the tip of my dick. It felt absolutely incredible. Just knowing whose mouth was around my cock made it feel that much better. It was hard to stand up straight. I put a hand out to lean on the one wall I could reach. Mark started licking up and down my shaft, and then he took one of my balls in his mouth, swishing it around. Then the other. Then back to sucking the tip of my dick. "This feels so fucking good, my boy. You're incredible. You are so hot." I had one hand on his head, running my hand through his wavy hair. He took his mouth off to catch his breath. I pulled him up to a standing position and stuck my tongue in his mouth. We sucked face for a few minutes. I could taste my precum. I put my hands down the inside back of his bathing suit and massaged his butt cheeks. We broke off the kiss, and Mark grabbed my cock with his hand, jerking it while staring up at me with the sultriest, sexiest look on his face. I nibbled on his ear and then his neck. He let out a loud moan. "Shh, shh," I said. I nibbled on the same spot on his neck and he moaned again. "I can't be quiet when you do that!" He returned to his sitting position and started sucking on my cock again. It was my turn to let out a moan. Just then we could hear the bathroom door open. What sounded like a kid and his dad walked in. Mark froze. We could hear them having a conversation about whether they were headed to the beach or not after lunch. I put my hand on the back of Mark's head and pushed my cock back in his mouth. I think I went a little too far. Mark made a soft gagging sound. Oops. He started sucking on me again. The dad and kid were still in the bathroom. They were washing their hands now. This was so fucking hot getting blown by this boy while two other people were just feet way from us and had no idea. As soon as they left the room, Mark kicked it up another gear, and really started going at it. He was switching back and forth between sucking on my tip, licking the shaft, and jerking it with his hand. He also started massaging right above my cock where my pubes were. I was starting to get close. "I'm getting close, cutie," I whispered. Mark just kept on sucking and jerking. I think he wanted to taste my cum. No complaints from me. "I'm gonna cum, Mark. Oh my god. Your mouth feels so good. Oh shit. Ooohhhh fuck." I blasted a huge load into Mark's rather small mouth. I could see him try to swallow the first bit, but then he couldn't anymore, and it started to overflow out of his mouth. It's hard to describe how hot the scene was looking down at Mark's beautiful face with cum all over his lips and chin. I couldn't stand up anymore, and took his place on the toilet. I set him down on my lap and kissed him again, cleaning up his face with my tongue. "Dude, that was so fucking hot," I complimented him. "Are you sure you've never done that before?" He was beaming. "First time!" I reached over and felt Mark's crotch through his swimsuit. He was hard. Of course. When was he not? Mark's phone vibrated, and it was his mom asking him where he was. "Crap, I think I gotta go," he said. "She wants me to eat lunch with her because I missed breakfast." Then his face lit up. "You wanna eat lunch with us?" "Sure. Sounds great. We'll have to take care of this later." I gave his dick another squeeze. A few minutes later I was sitting down with Mark, his mom, and his little sister at a small lunch place that specialized in pizza. We were in a booth. Mark and I were on one side, and his mom and sister on the other. We ordered two large pies to share. We talked mostly about Mark's sister's dancing, Mark's school and his tennis life. The pizza came very quickly, and Mark started stuffing his face. "Mark!" scolded his mom. "Slow down." I loved watching Mark stuff his face. Somehow it was hot. "My mom always tells me the same thing," I said. As we continued to eat and talk, I let my right hand drop to my side and slowly moved it over to Mark's thigh, under the table. There was a tablecloth that helped out. I gave his thigh a squeeze. Mark jumped and let out a noise. "What's the matter, honey?" asked his mom. "I uh, I bit my tongue," Mark faked, using a voice that was supposed to sound like he had just bit his tongue. While it was obvious to me that he was faking, he probably fooled his family. Why would he be lying? "I told you to slow down," Mark's mom said in her best I-told-you-so voice. With my hand still on his thigh, I crept it closer to his boy treasures and then played with them for a minute. Then I slipped my hand right down the front of his swimsuit and took a hold of his dick, jerking it slowly. "Oh my god," Mark said. "This pizza is so frickin' good." His voice sounded totally sexual to me, but the pizza line was a great cover. This kid could think quick on his feet. "Language," said his mom. "I said 'frickin'," Mark responded. "Still," she replied. I continued to jerk the cock that most of his 8th grade friends would surely envy if they were aware of it. I could tell he was having trouble controlling himself. I started jerking him faster. *End of Chapter 5* Sorry to stop there. Things are going to continue to heat up in Chapter 6. Mark's virgin hole is eagerly waiting some proper action. Would love to hear about you guys. How old are you? Where are you from? What turns you on? Owen odavis120@mail.com Donate! donate.nifty.org