Date: Wed, 25 Jun 2014 23:48:22 +0100
From: Localboy
Subject: Intoxicated By A Boy - Part Three

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.

Intoxicated By A Boy -- Part Three

Lying in bed that night, I couldn't stop thinking of my day down at the
seaside. I smiled to myself as I remembered the beauty that (literally),
fell into my lap in the arcade. My mind was also filled with trepidation
about possibly meeting up with Luke again the next day.

I knew it was a dangerous situation to be getting myself into, but I also
knew that opportunities like this don't come around very often (if at
all). What concerned me was the possibility of getting `caught in the act'
with Luke. What if he told his mum about meeting me? What if she told the
police? What if I was falling into a trap by meeting up with him again the
next day?

Yes, I'd probably watched too many movies and was being paranoid. But this
is England, the CCTV capital of the world! My every move could be traced
from the moment I parked my car!

I SO wanted to meet up with beautiful, sexy, intoxicating Luke. Who
wouldn't? But whether I had the balls to do it was another question. I
tossed and turned most of the night, unable to get the whole, surreal
situation out of my head.

The next morning I went to work as usual, my mind preoccupied with Luke. I
kept looking at the clock on the office wall. Due to me coming in early, I
knew I'd be able to get away by 4pm, plenty time to head down to Whitley
Bay again. 3.45pm and I'd had enough, so I clocked out and jumped in my
car, butterflies already fluttering in my stomach.

On the way down to the coast I was again struck with fear that I was
heading into some sort of police trap. I imagined plain clothes officers
pouncing on me, dragging me away in full view. I was starting to have
second thoughts, and was moments away from turning the car around and
heading home.

Parking up I started walking down the street towards the main promenade,
where all the arcades and `fish & chip' shops were. It had only just turned
4pm, so I knew I was a little early. On the other side of the street to the
arcade was a pub with large bay windows that look out onto the promenade. I
decided to make a detour and head inside.

Taking a seat next to the window I scanned the area, still anxious about
people finding out about my planned meeting with Luke. It was clear that
Luke was sexually active, to some degree, especially when he mentioned the
incident that led to his mum throwing his dad out of the family home.

I thought if I sat here, then I could see if anyone was with him (presuming
he actually turned up). As if on cue, I saw him. The beautiful sight that
was `Luke'. My heart started pounding with fear and excitement at the
prospect of getting to know Luke more intimately, hopefully getting my
hands on that wonderful ass of his. The ass that caused me to explode down
in the abandoned bunker. My lust was slowly winning the battle between good
and bad.

Deciding not to knock on the pub window and let Luke know I was here, I
watched as he headed inside the arcade. I waited for about 15 minutes,
still a little fearful of a `trap' and was just about to get up when Luke
appeared at the doors to the arcade.

He looked left and right, obviously looking for me before leaving the
arcade and sitting at a table that was outside on the pavement. I waited
another 5 minutes (why I don't know). Luke appeared to be wiping his
eyes. Was he crying? Shit, had I got it all wrong, wrapped up in my own
paranoia? I got up and headed outside to meet him and tell him I was
sorry. However, by the time I left the pub he had vanished.

`Fuck! shit!, shit!, fuck!' I cursed under my breath, knowing that I'd
probably blown the opportunity of a lifetime. I presumed he had headed
home, wherever that was. I had to think quick. Running across to the car
park, I jumped in my car and headed down to the promenade where Luke had
left me yesterday, hoping that I could catch up with him as he headed home.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the unmistakable shape of Luke about 100
yards ahead of me. Aware that I was driving slowly and not wanting to draw
attention to myself I drove past and pulled in just ahead of him. Rolling
my window down I called out "Excuse me son, do you know where Charlotte
Street is?" It was the only thing I could think of to say.

Luke slowed down and looked over at my car. He walked over and leaned in
through the open window (Silly boy! Far too friendly for his own
good!). The serious look on his face turned to a huge smile when
he realised it was me. Quietly I told him not to react so as not to draw
attention from any passers-by.

"I'm sorry I missed you in the arcade. I've only just got away from work" I
lied.

"Oh Dave! I thought you didn't want to see me again" Luke replied, tears
welling up in his eyes again.

"No chance mate" I added. "Miss out on being with a gorgeous boy like you?"

This brought another big smile from Luke. He was just about to get in the
car when I stopped him and reminded him that it would look suspicious if he
did that.

Luke pondered this for a few seconds then as if a light came on in his head
he said "Dave, my mum's away for the night. She won't be back until the
morning. Some work thing or other. You can come to my house! That would be
so cool!"

"Oh god Luke, I would love to, but what if anyone saw us?" I replied.

Thinking again Luke said "I know. I live on Johnson Street, just up
there". "Wait a few minutes until I get in, then drive your car and park in
the next street". "Then you can walk round to the alley at the back of the
house and you can sneak in the back door!"

Before I had a chance to answer Luke bounded off, with a spring in his
step. Glancing behind he flashed me a smile and rounded the corner into his
street.

Game on! I thought to myself as I waited a couple of minutes, before
following Luke's instructions. If this was all part of some elaborate plan
to ensnare me, then fuck it, I'm taking that chance!

Fortunately the back alley was quite small, hardly wide enough to get a car
down it. It looked like the alley way from the opening credits to the
British soap, `Coronation Street'. Deserted except for me, a stray cat and
a few pigeons.

I was thinking that I hadn't asked what house he lived at when I heard the
creak of a gate being opened. I turned around and saw Luke's head popping
out from behind a wooden door.

"Dave, quick, get in" he said, grabbing my arm, not giving me the chance to
back out.

Talk about role reversal. Luke was clearly in charge of this situation and
I was like a puppy, following his instructions. Oh well, nothing wrong with
a boy who knows what he wants is there?

We quietly tiptoed through his small yard and into his house. Luke quickly
locked the door before turning and jumping into my arms. Wrapping his legs
around my waist, I had no choice but to grab his `school shorts covered'
ass to stop him from falling.

Luke squeezed me tightly, his face buried in my neck. Taking a deep breath
I inhaled and received that wonderful, intoxicating scent of his. I think
this time it took me less than 10 seconds to become hard, by cock awkwardly
bent down in my jeans. Holding Luke's ass with one hand I brought my other
in between our bodies to adjust my cock to a more comfortable position.

This was not lost on Luke, the horny little devil, as he pushed his hips
into me, rubbing his own little boner against my own throbbing cock. Luke
lifted his head from my neck, looking at me straight into my eyes. He was
looking like a kid who'd just received the Christmas present he'd longed
for all year (maybe he'll want to unwrap me later...)

Luke then began putting small kisses all over my face and neck. Just little
pecks, but his small warm, moist lips sent shivers down my spine. He sensed
this and mashed his lips against mine. I was quite taken aback by the
urgency and intensity of his actions as he moved his hot little mouth
around mine, moaning softly to himself. I started kneading the large, soft
mounds of his ass between my hands before pulling back to draw breath.

"Whoah tiger. Steady now!" I laughed. "You'll have me making a mess in my
jeans if you're not careful".

Luke giggled, his eyes sparkling with excitement and an overpowering lust
building within him he couldn't possibly understand. Pushing his lips
against mine, he held me tightly, before burying his head in my neck again.

We just stood there, me holding Luke in my arms, him making small rhythmic
movements against my crotch. Just as quick as it started, Luke pulled back
unwrapping his legs and jumping down.

"Wanna see my room?" Luke asked, grabbing my arm again, pulling me up the
stairs.

"Lead the way big butt" I joked as I followed behind, enjoying the tight
fabric of his shorts straining against his cheeks every time he took a
step. Luke did his little `ass jiggle' again, giggling like the little
schoolboy he was.

He led me into his room. Well, what can I say, it was a typical boy's
room. Messy, cluttered and in need of a good tidying. On the walls were
posters of various famous TV and film stars. However, they were all male,
some fully clothed but some without shirts on, exposing their big, hairy
chests. Well, it was clear to see what Luke's tastes were.

"Do you mind if I have a quick shower Dave?" Luke asked casually, before
heading into the adjoining bathroom. I sat on the edge of his double bed,
which was quite low to the floor and heard the sound of a toilet
flushing. Luke came back in and stood in front of me.

My eyes were now level with his crotch. He hadn't pulled his zip up, just
like yesterday in the café. Due to the tightness of his shorts, the
opening was quite obvious to anyone who looked. His white briefs were
pushing through, showing the outline of the head of his little cock, the
fabric wet from not shaking the excess pee off.

"Would you mind helping me get my uniform off? It's so tight I struggle
with it sometimes" Luke asked with a small grin.

Was he playing me or was he just naively curious? Whatever the reason I
wasn't going to say no, was I?

Luke took his jacket off and just stood there, waiting for me to undress
him. Standing up I reached out and stroked his face with my hand before
carefully loosening his school tie and lifting it over his head. Next I
started undoing the buttons on his white shirt, which was clinging to his
body with sweat. Once all the buttons were undone I opened the front of his
shirt, revealing his chest and stomach. Leaning forward I gently kissed his
lower tummy, eliciting a giggle from Luke.

The sweet smell of young boy sweat filled my nostrils. I inhaled deeply, my
eyes closed, my lips pressed against the small layer of baby fat that
surrounded his lower stomach.

Impatient as boys are, Luke called out "Come on Dave, I haven't got all
day".  "My shorts, you have to remove my shorts already!"

Glancing down at the front of his grey school shorts I saw that the opening
was now bigger and his obviously erect cock was stretching out the fabric
of his white briefs, pushing it through the opening.

Sitting back down on the edge of the bed I placed my hands on the sides of
his hips, slowly moving them round the back to stroke his cheeks. The
shorts were now pulled up into the deep crack of his ass and I pushed a
finger inside, feeling the heat of his hole through two layers of clothing.

Luke visibly trembled when my finger pressed against his hole and he put a
hand on my shoulder to steady himself. "Oh Dave!" he whispered, making no
attempt to pull away.

Moving my hands from his ass I instructed Luke to turn around. Once he'd
done this I was face to face with the object of my desire. Placing my hands
round his body I fumbled with the button at the top of his shorts. Once
undone I manoeuvred my fingers around the waist band of his shorts to the
back, slipping my fore fingers inside the top of his shorts and briefs at
the same time.

Slowly and deliberately, I pulled the tight material over the curvaceous
mounds of his ass, until I could see about an inch of his crack. Taking a
moment to savour it I continued to reveal more of his smooth flesh until
his shorts were bunched under his cheeks, revealing his ass in it's full
glory.

It's quite clear that I'm an `ass' person, but believe me, if you had seen
Luke's ass, you'd be a convert too. It couldn't be more perfect. I couldn't
help myself and I pushed my face into his ass, my nose burying itself in
his deep crack. Again I took a deep breath, revelling in the scent of this
angel invading my nostrils.

Luke pushed back slightly, causing his cheeks to spread apart slightly,
inviting me in.

Tentatively I stuck out my tongue and touched the hot moist opening,
bringing a gasp and another shudder from Luke. Pulling back I spread his
cheeks and gazed at his beautiful opening, his hole opening and closing
like a fish gasping for air.

I don't think I was the only `ass person' here I thought to myself.


End of Part Three.

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