Date: Wed, 28 May 2014 17:59:02 +0100 (BST)
From: Localboy
Subject: Intoxicated By A Boy - Part Two

Usual disclaimer:

If you cannot distinguish between fantasy and reality, or you are breaking
some law in your own country, then do not read on.

Before I continue, I feel I need to explain a few things. Firstly, to those
of you who don't live in the UK. The arcades over here are different form
the States and some other countries. They're not casinos, but a mixture of
games and low jackpot slot machines. Kids are allowed to enter, but are
restricted from the high value slot machines (up to  £500 jackpot). As
for attendants offering free drinks, this is quite normal. However, they do
not expect tips. Indeed, they probably risk losing their jobs if they
did. Strange I know, but that's English custom for you (probably why we
Brits struggle with all the `tipping' when we go on holiday!)

Anyway, back to the story...

Intoxicated By A Boy -- Part Two

"Thanks for being so kind to me" Luke whispered, his hot breath tickling my
ear.

"Come on then big butt" I joked, "Let's go for that walk".

"You think I've got a big butt?" Luke remarked trying to twist his body to
see his own ass.

With that we left the arcade café and headed down to the old, disused
beach, Luke slipping his hand into mine.

As Luke did this I gently pulled my hand away, conscious of the fact we
were out in public.  Luke looked up at me with a disappointed look on his
face so I smiled back at him.

"Remember what I said Luke? We've gotta be careful out here in the
street. Wait until we get down to that abandoned beach you were talking
about".

"Okay Daddy" Luke replied, giggling as I nudged him in the side playfully.

Luke led the way, with me following a few feet behind. I also got the
chance to marvel at the beautiful, plump ass he had, swaying gently in
those almost `painted on' shorts. God, how I'd love to bury my face in that
I thought, discretely adjusting my ever present erection.

There was a slight breeze in the afternoon sun and every now and then the
intoxicating scent of Luke caught in the wind and drifted towards me. This
only made my cock twitch even more. Why his scent was turning me on like
this, I don't know. I've never been aroused by the `smell' of someone
before. Whatever the reason I knew I wanted more.

After a few minutes of walking along the prom, Luke looked behind him and
without saying a word, pointed to a small path, leading down through some
sand dunes which were overgrown with weeds. I watched as he went down and
out of sight. Glancing around to see if anyone could see me, I diverted
down the patch, lifting hanging weeds and grass to see my way through.

About 50 feet down the path I came upon a clearing, which opened up to a
small beach, sheltered with high sand dunes. Looking around I couldn't see
Luke, even though it appeared there wasn't anywhere for him to go.

"Over here" came a high pitched whisper from my left.

I scanned the uneven sand and noticed what looked like the last foot or so
of a small building, buried in the sand. A little hand was stretched out of
a small window waving to me.

When I walked over I realised that the `building' was the remains of an old
military look-out shelter (We have lots of these defensive buildings along
the North East coast of England). It had almost been completely buried by
the sand over time. Walking around the side of it I noticed that the sand
was much lower and you could see much more of this concrete block, complete
with a door sized opening.

"Get in, quick" Luke said, pulling me by the arm into the abandoned
building.

Once inside, I scanned the interior, my eyes adjusting to the change in
light. On one side, the sand had piled up, almost to the window Luke had
waved at me through. However, the rest of the building was pretty much
`sand free' apart from a small layer on the floor. What was more surprising
was the old mattress and what looked like `beach towels' in a pile in the
corner.

"Well, do you like it? It's cool isn't it and nobody ever comes down here,
so it's my private place". "It could be `our' private place if you want?"
Luke said looking up at me with almost pleading eyes.

I grinned back at him, looking suitably impressed. "This place is way cool"
I said, peering out the small windows that overlooked the sea and the side
of the building.

"I found the mattress up on the promenade. Someone must have been sleeping
under one of the alcoves and left it there" Luke said. "It's clean though"
he added "And I brought some beach towels from home. Mum will never miss
them".

As I leaned down to look through one of the windows I felt Luke's arms come
around my waist, his hands coming together at the top of my jeans, only
inches away from my now semi erect cock. Luke gently squeezed into me and I
could feel him press his face into my back. This was enough to get me hard
again and I let out a small moan.

This was not lost on Luke and he came around in front of me, his arms never
leaving my waist. Once in front of me, he looked up into my eyes smiling.

"I knew you'd like me. I could tell when you called me back in the arcade"
he commented, burying his face into my chest.

I instinctively wrapped my arms around him letting my face rest in his
messy blond hair, inhaling deeply. "You're right mate, I do like you. I
like everything about you" I said kissing his head gently.

"What, even my ass?" Luke said, giggling into my chest.

"Especially that!" I replied, lowering my hands to grasp his ample cheeks,
through his shorts. Although Luke wasn't very big, I had more than a
handful of ass in each hand as I massaged him, gently trying to pull his
cheeks apart through the thin materiel.

After a few minutes of me groping Luke's incredible ass and him quite
deliberately grinding his crotch into my legs, we let go, looking at each
other grinning. Christ, he has a beautiful smile, I thought to myself.
Running my fingers through his hair I stepped back, turning round to look
at the mattress on the floor.

Lying myself down on the mattress I looked up at Luke with my hands clasped
behind my head. "So then big butt, why have you got a mattress in here?"
"Are you expecting guests?" I suggested with a questioning smirk on my
face.

Immediately, Luke pounced on me, landing on my stomach and launched an all
out attack. He was trying to tickle me by running his small hands up and
down my sides, but after realizing I wasn't responding he moved his hands
and put them under my shirt, gently moving his hands up and around my
stomach and chest.

I just laid there, allowing Luke to indulge his own little fantasy,
enjoying his soft gentle probing. "Is that the best you got?" I said with a
smile. With a mischievous smirk, Luke lifted my shirt up to my neck and
leaned down, attempting to blow raspberries on my stomach.

I started laughing, my chest and stomach moving up and down. Luke slowed
down and moved up my body so he was on top of me, his face level with mine.

"I like the hair on your chest" Luke said, inches from my face, his sweet
breath invading my nostrils. "I hope I get hair like that when I'm older".

"Don't be in such a hurry mate" I replied. "You're perfect the way you are
now. Well to me anyway".

Luke's smile got even wider, if that was possible, and he leaned closer,
pressing his soft red lips against mine. The kiss only lasted a few seconds
before he moved his head away, looking into my eyes as if gauging my
reaction. When he realised I was still smiling back at him he laid his head
against the top of my chest, moving his body, like a cat getting
comfortable on someone's lap.

I wrapped my arms around him, one over his shoulder, my fingers gently
running through his hair. My other arm I snaked lower down and placed my
hand over one of his ass cheeks, squeezing slowly. Luke responded by
letting out a small moan, pushing his ass out into my hand.

As we laid there, I had to take stock of the whole situation. Had this
really happened?  Did I meet a sexy young boy in an arcade and within an
hour or so, have him on top of me, enjoying the feel of his plump ass
between my hands? Jesus, talk about surreal!

"Luke, can I ask you something?"

"Mmm?" he replied, his face still buried in my chest, his eyes shut with a
contented look on his beautiful small face.

"When you said that your mum didn't want your dad anywhere near you, what
did she mean?"  I asked.

Luke opened his eyes and the smile faded from his face. "I, err, it's a
long story" he stuttered, obviously unsure, or embarrassed to tell me.

"It's ok" I replied. "I won't judge you, no matter what you say". "Did he
do something to you that upset your mum?" I probed.

Luke shifted his position and rested sideways against me, his face looking
up at mine. "It wasn't his fault" he said quietly. "I wanted Daddy to do it
to me", that's why I was in his bed".

I was a bit taken aback by his words, but also intrigued as to what he
meant by "I wanted Daddy to do it to me". Although I had a pretty good idea
that he had instigated some sort of sexual play with his dad, I wanted to
probe further but Luke cut me off.

"What time is it?" he asked, sitting up.

"6.30" I replied.

"Damn!"  Luke hissed, raising to his feet, brushing the sand off his rather
dishevelled school uniform. "I gotta go". Mum will be back from work
shortly and she'll go mental if she knew where I was. A smile started to
spread across his face. "Or who I'm with" he added, giggling.

"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me" I replied. "By the way, did you
realize your zipper was down since you came out of the toilet?" I laughed,
looking at the inviting opening of his tight shorts.

Looking down, thinking it was a joke, Luke could see that his fly was
indeed open and even more interesting was that his white briefs were
pushing out of the fly, revealing a small boner.

"Hee!, hee!" Luke giggled, realising his predicament. "You could have told
me!" he grinned.

"No chance mate, I was enjoying the sight too much!". "Now I can go to
sleep tonight, imagining what treasures lie beneath" I said with a
deliberate and slow lick of my lips.

This brought another fit of giggles from Luke and he jumped back down,
almost knocking the wind out of me. Pushing his crotch against mine, I
could feel his little spike against my balls. My cock gave another lurch.

"Glad you liked the show Dave" Luke smiled up at me. "Can we meet up again
tomorrow?" he said with pleading eyes.

Getting up from the mattress I dusted the sand from my clothes, readjusting
my hard cock in my jeans. "Wouldn't miss it for the world" I replied,
opening my arms to him.

Luke practically ran the few feet and jumped into my arms, wrapping his
hands around my neck, squeezing me tightly. I responded by cupping an ass
cheek in each hand, kneading them gently.

Luke moved his face from my neck and staring me straight in the eyes,
leaned in and gave me 3 quick kisses on my mouth and cheeks.

"Well kiddo, I think you'd better be going then" I said with a disheartened
look on my face. "Don't want your mum to ground you".

"Promise you'll be in the arcade again tomorrow?" Luke enquired,
straightening his uniform as best he could.

"Scouts honour" I said holding up my hand.

"Ok, See ya" Luke said, as he walked out of the doorway to the old bunker.

Turning his head to look at me over his shoulder he grinned. "I know you've
been dying to see it". He then pulled down the back of his tight grey
school shorts, his white briefs coming down as well, revealing the most
beautiful, big, firm, round ass I have EVER seen.

Jiggling his ass at me a few times, he giggled, pulled his shorts back up
and was gone.

Fuck me. I nearly came in my jeans right there and then. In fact I had no
choice. I pulled down my zipper and whipped out my cock, which was already
leaking like a tap.  Within 10 seconds I shot furiously against the
concrete wall of the bunker, imagining it to be all over his sweet
ass. Steadying myself as my knees nearly buckled beneath me, I slowly
regained my senses, smiling in satisfaction.

I allowed Luke 5 minutes to get away before I exited the bunker and made my
way back up the secluded beach to the promenade. Looking along the sea
promenade I could just make out the shape of a boy. It was definitely Luke,
in his small, tight uniform, topped off with a small cap. God, I was
seriously falling in lust with this kid.

With a little chuckle to myself, I shrugged and headed back home, with
images of Luke's small, delicate fingers wrapped round my cock (Readers, if
you've got your hand round your cock right now, release your grip slightly
and imagine it's Luke's hand wrapped round it, moving slowly up and down
your shaft. That's what I'll be doing later...).

End of part two, hope you enjoyed it.  Remember, it's a slow build, but we
will get to the action eventually. Just use your imagination in the
meantime!