Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2003 15:01:27 -0700 (PDT) From: noeboy Subject: Jacob The following is fictional. It is an original creation of my immagination. Any comments may be sent to noeboy@ziplip.com. I met a boy the other day. I was working out at the gym on base and after I was done I went into the locker room to take a shower. Being that it was summer time, there are occasionally kids who come to the gym to use the pool and when I went into the shower, there was a boy in there already showering. The shower area is a big open room with several showerheads, as opposed to individual stalls, and the thought of showering in front of a young boy was very appealing. Although he was wearing his swimsuit, I knew that I would enjoy him seeing me naked and was hoping that I would not get an erection. Luckily, it was early afternoon when the gym is almost deserted so I figured that the chance of someone walking in was relatively slim, plus I figured that I could avoid becoming too visibly aroused, so I hung up my towel and walked into the shower, selecting a shower head relatively close to the boy. He was a very cute boy of about ten. Beautiful tan skin, short blond hair, bright blue eyes and a wonderfully slender body that was sexy as hell. Much to my delight, I realized that he was watching me intently. He had no soap or shampoo, so he was just rinsing off, but he was definitely taking his time. I was trying to tell myself that his looking was nothing more than childhood curiosity and held no sexual desire at all. He was, however, definitely concentrating on my crotch and not being the slightest bit sly about it. I have frequently tried to "sneak-a-peek" of boys in rest rooms at the urinals and always make sure that if they were to choose, the could get a good glimpse of my anatomy also. One thing I have noticed on those occasions that the boys do look, is that they are not even a little bit sneaky about it! Well, this little bronze god was not being very sneaky at all. He was just standing there with his eyes glued to my cock while the water poured over him. I tried to go about my shower as quickly as possible with out paying to much attention to him because I could feel myself becoming aroused, and did not want to be caught with an erection at a Navy gym while showering with a little boy. As empty as the gym was, I knew someone could walk in at any time. By the time that I was rinsed off and turned the water off, I was about half way to a hard- on, not sticking up yet, but definitely on the way. As I walked out of the shower, passing the boy on my way, I said "what's up partner?" and gave him a quick wink, then I grabbed my towel and walked back into the locker room. I heard him shut his shower off too and hopped that he would change into dry clothes so that I might get a chance to see him naked. My heart was racing so fast and I realized that I did not even know what kind of swim suit he was wearing because I had been concentrating so hard on not getting an erection that I had not risked more than quick glances in his direction. The locker room had four basic changing areas divided by lockers, with my clothes in the furthest back section. As I went back there I heard the young boy god opening a locker in a different area and was disappointed, only to be surprised a couple of seconds later when he walked back to where I was, carrying his duffel bag. He set his bag down on one of the benches and said "hi". Well, needless to say, I was delighted that he came back to join me, apparently to change his clothes. The fact that he went to the trouble to get his bag out of a locker in a different area of the locker room, and then came back where I was, made me sure that his voyeurism was not just childhood curiosity and that he was in fact looking at me with at least some sexual desire. My cock, which had lost most of its swelling since I left the shower, began to rise again, but I took my towel off from around my waist anyway and began to dry off. He began fiddling with the string tie to his swimsuit and I asked him how he was doing. While he continued to fiddle with his swimsuit, he told me that he was fine and we started a little small talk. He was playing around with his string for a while and I figured that he was probably trying to decide whether he should take his shorts off or not. I was sure that he wanted to, but figured that he must be nervous stripping in front of an adult, as most boys are. We continued to talk and my cock continued to grow. It was now a little higher than parallel to the floor but I figured that I could pull on my pants as soon as I heard someone enter the locker room, well before they got back to where we were. I was also checking this wonderful little guy out now and really enjoying what I saw. His shorts were a baggy pair with really short legs. I was trying to tell if he had an erection, but unfortunately, the fabric was pulled away enough from his skin so that I could not tell. There was definitely room for his little boner in there though and the front looked like he had pulled it away from his skin right before he came back. He was still taking in several glances at my cock, but he was also making eye contact with me too as we continued to talk. We had been back there for a couple of minutes now, and I was almost fully erect, but he was still playing with his string when I said, "You know, you do not have to be embarrassed. Go ahead and take your shorts off." Well, that did the trick! Apparently that knot that had been kicking his ass disappeared, and his shorts came off with a quick push that included him stepping out of them. He then stood up and just looked at me with sort of an embarrassed smile and his hands at both sides with his shorts lying on the floor, as if he was seeking my approval. Wow! He was gorgeous. Under his golden brown stomach was a tan line, under that was heaven. From that smooth pale skin, where not a single hair, beyond the peach fuzz that he was born with, had sprouted, rose a rock hard, smooth as silk, circumcised erection. It was slim, not quite three inches long, and the skin was pulled tighter than that on a drum. His scrotum was taught to the base of his cock and his testicles were little marbles held tight within. My own cock was as hard as rock by then, and almost out of breath, I said "You really are beautiful and you should never be embarrassed about your body." I was beginning to get a little nervous about someone walking in on us so I started getting dressed, and he did the same. While we were dressing, I offered to buy him a soda once we got done, which he accepted. Once we were dressed, we got a couple of sodas and went outside to a picnic table where I figured we could talk in relative private. While talking I had found out that he was spending the day at the pool while his mom was at work. I asked when she got off (mostly to find out how much time I could spend with him) and he said four o'clock. It was only two at the time so I was pretty happy. Then he asked if I could give him a ride home. I asked about his mom, and he said he could call her and she would just be happy that she did not have to pick him up. Needless to say, I jumped on this opportunity and we headed for my car. I was nervous on the drive to his house, which was about 20 minutes away. I could not believe that I was giving this beautiful boy a ride and could not think of anything to say. Luckily, he took care of the conversation side for me, as ten year-olds can often do. He talked non-stop, telling me that his mom had just transferred to her new ship about six weeks ago so they had just moved here. Since it was summer time, and school was out, he had not had a chance to meet any kids to make friends with yet. I asked about his dad and found out that he had never met his dad and his mom had never been married. He did not talk too fondly of his mom and it sounded like she did not really like to spend much time with him. I told him that I would love to become friends with him. "Even though I'm a kid?" He asked me. "Actually, especially since you're a kid. I get kind of sick of hanging out with guys my age, there just not as fun. Besides, it sounds like you could use a new friend and I would like that friend to be me, if you think you can handle hangin' out with an old guy like me?" I told him. I couldn't believe it even came out of my mouth smoothly because I was so nervous. I guess that is how straight guys must feel the first time they try to pick up a girl! "My best friend back home was 22." "So does that mean we're friends?" "Yeah," he said looking up at me with a huge grin. I felt like I had just conquered Everest and I hadn't even gotten to his house yet! I didn't care though, if I could just spend some time with this little god, even if I never saw him naked again, I would be extremely happy! I realized that I didn't even know what his name was yet, so I asked as we were pulling into his apartment complex. Jacob. Jacob, a boy I had known for about an hour. Jacob, a boy I was sure that I was already in love with. Jacob, a boy I KNEW I was in lust with! When I stopped the car he asked if I would like to come in for a little bit and see his apartment. Obviously I said yes. It was about 2:30 so I figured I had a little while until his mom came home and I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. As soon as we went into his place he headed straight for his bedroom, stripped off his shirt and hopped on his bed. Resisting the temptation to strip of all of my clothes and jump on top of him, I took a seat in the only chair in the room and started some small talk. "Cool room." "It's a shit hole" "So is mine, that's what's cool. So your best friend was 22 back where you used to live?" This got him excited. "Yeah, let me show you my scrap book that me and him made before I left. We made two, I kept one and he kept one, they're really cool!" He said as he bolted off his bed and started to rummage through his drawers, soon to pull out the scrap book he was talking about. He plopped back down on the bed and patted a spot next to him. I took his cue and joined him on the bed as he started flipping through the book. All of the pictures were of him and his friend, who ended up being named Jon. I instantly got the impression that Jon must be a boy-lover too. In every picture that had both of them, Jon always had his hand on Jacob. In one his arm was around his shoulder. In another Jacob was sitting on his lap. There was a photo of Jon standing behind Jacob with both of his arms around Jacob's chest. One picture had them wrestling on the ground, both shirtless. As we flipped through the pages, Jacob telling me little short stories about some of the pictures, I scooted a little closer to him and put my arm around his waist. Jacob laid the book across both of our laps and I gave him a little squeeze to which he responded with a smile. He came to a picture of him and Jon at a pool. Jon was sitting in a chair and Jacob was beside him in a nice tight Speedo. Jon's hand was right on his butt. I had him stop at that picture. "How come you weren't wearing that swimsuit today?" "Oh, Jon bought those, I usually only wore them when I was with him. I still have them though." And with that he got up, dug through a drawer in his dresser and pulled out the cute little Speedo from the picture. "Would you like me to put them on?" Hell yes I wanted him to put them on! However, I was getting a little nervous that his mom might come home and that inspired a little brainstorm. He had said on the way home that his mom had duty tomorrow (For those not familiar with the Navy, duty is when you have to stay on the ship all night, usually followed by a regular workday. On most ships, including mine, this is usually every six days when in port) and I figured that I could probably get out of work pretty early. "Yeah, I would love to see you in those, but I really should get going before your mom gets here. I'll tell you what, if you like, I will take you swimming tomorrow. I should be able to be over here by nine in the morning and we can spend the whole day together, and when we are swimming, you can show off that swimsuit for me! Sound like a plan?" "You promise you'll come in the morning?" "I wouldn't miss it for the world." Then he really surprised me by coming over and giving me a hug. We held it for a couple of minutes and I rubbed his back, holding him tight to me. I had a boner and was wondering if he could feel it, but I didn't really care. Finally I gave him a kiss on the top of his head and pulled back a little. I moved my hands to his shoulders and he kept his hands on my sides and we looked at each other for a few seconds, smiling at each other. I asked him if he minded that I kissed him and he just shook his head no, never loosing his smile. Finally I said that I should go and we walked to his front door, my arm around his neck and his around my waist. At the door I gave him one more quick hug and headed out, saying "Nine o'clock, I'll be here!" Driving home I was so horny I could not wait to get home and had to jack off while I was driving. This little boy was so cute and in the short time that I had known him, I had already seen him naked, with a boner, I had hugged him, and I had kissed him. Now, to top it all off, I had a "date" with him the next day! I could not stop thinking about the scrapbook he had showed me. I was sure that his friend must be a boylover like me and I wanted to know how far their relationship had gone. The next morning I told my supervisor I had some personal business to take care of, and was off of the ship by 8:30 am. I had a bag with a swimsuit and a couple of changes of underwear and an extra set of clothes. Knowing that his mom was not going to be home that night, I figured I just might get to spend the night. I told myself that I was not going to try anything with this boy, even if he initiated it, at least not this first date. I knew I might not be able to resist! At about ten minutes before nine I was walking up to his front door. Right before I could knock he swung the door open, arms and legs spread out, saying "TA DA!" There he was, wearing the Speedo his friend Jon had bought him, and nothing else. He looked awesome and as I walked in, shutting the door behind me, I swooped him off the ground and carried him over my shoulder to his bedroom, then set him down, standing up, on his bed. I stood there, his chest right about my face level and said "wow, you really do look good in this!" He had obviously grown some since the pictures in his scrapbook, and the Speedo was quite small, and wonderfully tight, outlining his little mound very well. I had both of my hands on his hips and was checking him out head to toe when he did a little three-sixty, shaking his hips a little bit and giving me a little show. As he turned around I kept my hands on him, so that they dragged across his cute little butt, and his beautiful little boy bulge. When he was facing me again, I could see that little mound starting to grow, and his cock was becoming clearly outlined. I knew it was time to get going, if I was to resist this boy any longer, so I said, "let's go swimming!" At that we headed to my car, Jacob only grabbing a T-shirt and a towel. There is something about a boy in just a T-shirt and a Speedo that really drives me wild! We went to a pool in my neighborhood and when I put my swimming suit on, I made sure that he got to get a good look at me naked, successfully giving him a boner, once again. Our pool play was innocent enough, however, and we splashed around for a couple of hours before I suggested we go to McDonalds. We headed out, me in my swimsuit and T-shirt, and him in his Speedo and T-shirt. I loved the thought of being out in public with this scantily clad boy. His shirt was long enough that you could not see his suit, but short enough to make you wonder if he had anything on under that shirt at all, and I was so horny I thought I might burst. When we were eating, he asked what I wanted to do now. I suggested that we go back to his house, change clothes, and then maybe go see a movie or something. He thought that sounded like a great idea, so after eating, to his house we went. At his house, I lost my resolve. "Hey partner, before we go out, I want to take a shower to get this chlorine off of my body, how about you join me?" I was still telling myself that it was just a shower, nothing more, and that, other then some voyeurism, nothing had to happen. After all, we had already seen each other naked, and both with boners, right? He thought it sounded like a great idea, and to the bathroom we headed, stripping down when we got there. I was already hard as a rock, and he was starting to grow. I got in the shower with him following me and turned on the water, adjusting so it was comfortable. When I turned around, he was fully hard and watching me. "Let's soap each other up, OK?" So much for innocent voyeurism. He thought it sounded fun. I got a washcloth as soapy as I could, and handed him the soap and the other washcloth that was in there. As he was soaping his rag up, I started washing his shoulders, then his chest. After a couple of seconds, he started washing my chest and stomach. I stepped closer to him and put my arms around him, "washing" his back. He answered my step, with a step of his own, and then we came together, arms around each other. My erection was pressed against his stomach and I was reaching as low as I could to rub his tiny boy butt. He was so smooth and hairless and completely perfect. His little hands were rubbing my butt and the top of my legs. I turned him around, still holding him close and started rubbing his little cock and balls, then dropped to my knees, still behind him and scrubbed down and back up his legs, feeling like I had to finish the bathing part of this shower, however ridiculous that may sound at this point! I turned him around again and he came down to his knees as well. Once again we embraced and I started kissing him, first on top of his head, then moving down to his lips. When my lips met his, he pushed his tongue into my mouth, obviously not his first kiss. "I'd like to take you to your room." I said, pulling away from his lips. He agreed. We were tight against each other and I was rubbing his smooth little ass with both hands. My head was swimming and I thought I was going to explode, but what a wonderful feeling that was. Finally I got up on shaky legs, and he rose with me. Turning off the water we dried of quickly and then I swept him in my arms again, carrying him like a new bride to his room. "Are you sure that you are OK with this?" "Yes." "Tell me to stop if I do something you don't want, OK?" "OK." Once in his room, I laid him down on his bed climbing over him on all fours. I started kissing him on his lips again, but quickly started working my way down his body, first to his neck, then his tiny nipples. His hands were kneading through my hair, and I continued to work down, past his flat tan belly, his hairless crotch and finally to his cock. I slipped his slender erection into my mouth slowly, savoring it as I went. When I reached the base I pulled his legs up and apart so they formed a wide spread V, only with the knees bent. Slipping his little cock out of my mouth I shifted my attention to the tight ball sack underneath, licking, then sucking, then licking all around. He was moaning and rocking his hips as I went even lower and licked his tight little asshole, only to return to his cock seconds later. I sucked him for some unknown time, completely lost in the ecstasy of the moment. I would look up to him from time to time and he was clearly enjoying it as well. After several minutes he started rocking his hips faster and with more force. I kept his cock in my mouth from then on, fondling his tiny testicles with one hand and with my arm going under and around one of his legs, rubbing his chest and stomach with the other. I kept this up, working with his rhythm for several more minutes until I felt his cock pulsate in my mouth, and his whole body shudder. Still I kept going as his body shook until he started moaning stop and pulling my head up off of him. "Are you OK buddy?" "Yeah, yeah" he gasped, "just too much, that's all." I slid his legs back down and straddled over him, admiring his young body and still hard cock as I did. I climbed back over him on all fours and both his hands went to my cock and he started to jack me off. I wanted to hump him more then anything in the world. My biggest fantasy in the world is rubbing my cock against a small boy's crotch and erection, but his little hands were about to bring me to an almost instant orgasm. I had to tell him to stop. He looked a little hurt at first but when I told him that I just didn't want to cum yet he smiled again and put his arms around my back. I lowered my cock to his and at last my years of dreams and fantasy were coming true as I started to rub against his still hard penis. He was so small that my cock would slip off to the side but I would keep putting it back on, even though it felt equally good just to hump is smooth hairless pubic area. I was going slow, trying not to cum, but knowing I was not going to last much longer. I told him that I was about to cum. "OK" he said, hands still rubbing my back. "I'm gonna get stuff on you you know?" "I know, yeah, it's OK!" He laughed! I just smiled and started to hump him again, slow still at first but as I started to feel my orgasm build, I sped up instead of slowing down this time. Out of breath I asked him to rub my butt and as soon as his little hands where on my ass I started to shoot. He pulled my ass to him, squeezing my cheeks and I thrust against him several times until I had nothing more to shoot. I had been up on my shoulders to keep most of my wait off him but as my cock started to soften I slid down a bit and lay on him, my face buried in his neck. After a couple of seconds I rolled off of him and lay on my back, still catching my breath. Almost immediately he rolled over to me and I put my arm around him pulling him close. He put his head on my chest and one of his legs over one of mine, which were pretty much spread wide. I could feel that his pecker was still hard as it pressed against my leg. "This was not a first time for you was it?" "No." "Jon?" "Yeah. He was the best." He was starting to rock his hips the slightest bit, rubbing his little boy-hood on my leg and I was quickly getting hard again. I said he could get on top of me if he wanted and without hesitation, he did. Another fantasy came true as he humped his tiny erection on my cock. I kneaded his little butt cheeks as he slowly picked up his pace. His head lay on my chest, hair soft against my neck and the bottom of my left cheek. I moved one hand up his back and with the other I gently massaged his asshole. After several minutes he really picked up his pace and I could tell he was about to have another orgasm, dry though it may be! He was doing such a good job keeping his cock on top of mine that as he started moaning I ejaculated once again. We thrust against each other until we were both spent and finally we both just lay in each others arms, both of us soft and satisfied at last. We lay there on his bed and cuddled and eventually, we both dozed off. When I woke some 45 minutes later, Jacob was just looking at me smiling. We were still in each others arms and I smiled back. "I want to be your boy-friend Jacob. And I would really like to spend the night with you tonight." His face, already beautiful, lit up with a huge smile "I'd like that! I'd like that a lot!" He hugged me tight and rapidly kissed my face several times before I could catch up with him and make my lips meet his. We kissed deeply and I could feel the blood rushing back to my dick, but I wanted to wait until later for more sex so I told him that I still really wanted to take him to a movie. With that we got up, both of us half-hard and got dressed. I was going through his closet checking out his clothes. I wanted to dress him as sexy as he would let me and I could get away with in public! He had a pair of coveralls and I pulled them out. "These fit you?" "Yeah, you want me to wear them?" "Could you wear them shirtless? Maybe even if with no underwear on?" With a sly smile he agreed. What a sexy child I was bringing out with me! Odd that I would not want anyone in the world to know about my attraction for boys, yet I wanted to be seen with this little god. More then that, I wanted others to be attracted to him too so they would know how lucky I was! That is just something about me that I may never understand! We went out to a movie and followed that with about an hour of video games. He was laughing and running around the arcade. Just watching him have so much fun made me incredibly happy, and I wanted this day to last forever. After about twenty dollars in tokens I had to end the video game experience, although I did not want to. It was starting to get late anyway and we need to get something to eat. I would have taken him anywhere, but Taco Bell is what he wanted, so that is what we got. Funny thing about loving boys, you would gladly take them to the nicest restaurant in town, but they are much happier with fast-food! By the time we left Taco Bell, it was almost nine o'clock, so we headed back to his place. As we pulled out of the parking lot I put my hand on his knee. He immediately grabbed it and placed it on his crotch. I could feel his boyhood through the denim of his coveralls and started to massage him into an erection. Then I stopped. "You know, we do not have to do this." He just looked at me confused. "I mean, I want you to know that I like being with you and that I did not just take you out so I could have sex with you again." "Do you want to?" "Yes Jacob, I do. But as much as I want to, I only want to if you are sure that you want to. I do not want you to do it just so that I will be your friend. I will be your friend no matter what! Do you understand that?" "Yes." "Are you absolutely sure you understand because I really do not want to hurt you in..." "I know" he interrupted, "I had this conversation a million times with Jon, it is ok!" Ok, nuff said then! However, I did not put my hand back on his crotch. I decided that I would let him make all of the first moves from here on out. His first move only took less then a minute. First he undid one of his shoulder straps, then unbuttoned the side buttons on his coveralls. I was aware of what he was doing, but acting like I was not paying attention. He then grabbed my hand that was resting in my lap and placed in his coveralls. With no thick denim in the way, I started to stroke his already hard dick. "My God, how did I get to be so lucky?!" We only had about five more minutes to his place. I rubbed his cock until I parked the car, and as soon as I came to a stop he dashed out the door and into his front door. I quickly followed him and as soon as I got in he slammed the door behind me and gave me a hug. We started kissing instantly and both my hands quickly found their way into his clothes, each one absorbing the wonderful feel of a different round cheek. His hands found my erection with equal speed and after a few quick squeezes he was undoing my shorts and pulling them down, underwear and all. He went down to his knees as he was pushing my shorts down and as I was stepping out of them he was already starting to suck my cock. I pulled him away and got him back on his feet. "Not here" I said, "let's go to your room." He smiled and turned away, pulling my shirt as he headed for his room. He let go on his way and I pulled my shirt off as he undid his coveralls, letting them fall, then stepping out of them as he went through the door to his room. Both of us now naked we embraced again and started to kiss but he quickly started to move down. "You don't have to," I started, but was quickly cut off by a dirty look. He did not take anytime to tease me, just started sucking me fast and furiously. My only guidance was to take his hands, which he had on my hips, and move them back to my butt. He understood what I wanted and started kneed my ass with his little hands. I started rubbing my hands through his hair and rocking my hips with his rhythm. He was not getting much of me into his mouth, maybe and inch past my head, but it felt wonderful, and watching it take place was even better. Unfortunately I came quickly, shooting my load into his still working mouth. He did not stop until I was done cumming and I pulled out. I was amazed to see that he swallowed everything and still had a smile on his face! I asked what he wanted me to do and he just said "the same." Pulling him, I dropped to my knees and started to give him head. Following his lead I did not bother to tease him, but started right into sucking his cock. I had both of my hands on his ass, pulling him towards me, let him out, pulling him in, letting him out. Both of his hands where behind my head, and he matched my rhythm, thrust for thrust. It was fairly aggressive, he was really fucking my mouth and I loved having this little boy be in the dominant position. After several minutes the pace started to pick up and as he thrust into my mouth he was leaning over me. Finally he reached his climax, holding himself in me before finally relaxing and pulling out. I stood and we embraced once again. This time there was no sexual frenzy to the embrace and it felt so nice just to hold him close to me. Having cum three times so far today, and he having reached an equal number of climaxes, we were both quite satisfied. Although I had hoped for a slow sexual marathon this night, the reality was that we were spent. We gathered our clothes from around the house and I took a shower, this time alone. When I came out, Jacob was already asleep in his bed. I crawled in next to him, quickly to join him in slumber. For this has been the beginning of a wonderful relationship. The rest is between Jacob and I, and whatever the future may hold for us!