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*     Jamie      *
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*by Matt Dawnstar*
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uploaded to Risqilly,
Hartford, CT.

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I had just moved to a new state and was looking around for
permanent housing in the area.  But in the meantime, I was living
in a rented mobile home.  Oh it wasn't much, but it was comfort-
able and cheap.

I had also taken up Karate as part of my shape-up program.  And
this is where the story begins.

You see, the trailer was just too small the be practicing my
Karate in, so I would go out behind the trailer and practice. 
Well, this made the subject of some audience scrutiny from the
next door neighbors.

There were three kids in the house next to the trailer part.  One
teenage girl, and two boys, one a teenager and the other not more
than nine or ten.

Well, the Karate was a nice icebreaker.  The older boy would come
out to the fence and watch me from time to time.  I didn't mind
and he never made any comments or anything.

One day, I had begun my practice early.  Early enough that I was
out practicing when the school bus came by the drop the kids off. 
So I thought that I'd be just neighborly as the boy next door got
off.

"Hi."

He walked over.  "Hi."

"My name's Mark."

"I'm Jamie."

"Jamie?  Hi."

"Well, actually, my name is James, but everybody calls me Jamie."

"Jamie it is, then.  How old are you?"

"Fifteen."

"I've noticed you watching me practice.  Ever thought of taking
Karate?"

"Nah.  My folks can't afford it."

"I understand that.  It's taken me years to have the money to do
it.  You like computers?"

"Sure."

"Well, if you're ever lost for something to do, you're welcome to
come over and we can play some games on mine if you'd like."

"Thanks."  And then he left for home to do homework.

We talked many time over the next month, across the fence that
separated his yard from mine.  We chatted about school and
hobbies mainly.

One thing I noticed each time we talked was that Jamie had a
propensity for leaving his fly open.  I never mentioned it,
though.  After all, it gave me a nice view of his jockeys and
many nights of fantasies, imagining what might be behind those
pearly white linens.

About a month after our first meeting, it was a Saturday and I
was sitting in the trailer trying to figure out what to do with
myself for entertainment, when there was a knock at the door.  It
was Jamie.

We spent the morning playing computer games and the afternoon
watching science fiction movies, a common love we shared.  And
all this time I kept watching his crotch, catching occassional
glimpes of his white linen.  The more I looked, the more I came
to conclude that he had a fairly large cock and balls.

This went on for about two weeks with Jamie coming over about
every other day to play and watch movies.

Then one Saturday came when I noticed that the rest of Jamie's
family left.  Jamie was over almost immediately.

"They went to buy some clothes for my sister and my parents said
I could stay at home."

"Great."

Two hours later found us sitting on the couch watching one of my
favorite science fiction movies.  But I wasn't concentrating too
much on the movie.

You see, Jamie was sitting only a foot away, his fly open and his
legs in such a position that his fly was spread wide.  But what I
saw this Saturday nearly took my breath away.  Jamie had no
underwear on.

Nestled inside his jeans was a dark bush to match the black hair
on his head.  And in that bush was his cock and balls.  I could
only see two or three inches of his shaft, but that was enough
for me to get a raging hard-on.

Now Jamie was not a gorgeous boy.  You know, no cherub or anyth-
ing like that, but he was handsome in his own way.  He was
friendly and, when not in the company of his school chums,
affectionate.  He was about five foot six and well proportioned. 
Not skinny but not chunky either.  His skin was a bit on the
tanned side, even though it was the middle of spring.  It was
dark because of the indian heritage in his family.  I was envious
of that feature because of the very, very fair skin that I had. 
I always had to watch out for the sun.

So here we are, Jamie watching the movie and me watching Jamie. 
Everything is just great.  Then suddenly out of nowhere, Jamie
does something that he'd never done in all the time he'd been
coming over.  He lays over and places his head in my lap and his
right hand on my thigh.

I tell you, I nearly creamed my jeans right then and there.  I
sat very still for several minutes gathering myself together,
calming the urges that were all too strong in my crotch.

When I finally had all the control I was going to get, I placed
my right hand and arm on his side, my hand coming to rest just
below his right ass cheek on this thigh.

He was hot, literally.  His body radiated more heat than I'd felt
from ever before.  It felt good and drove me even closer to the
edge.

Now I'm not normally this easy to excite and bring to a climax,
but I'd been fantasizing about this boy for so long that this
whole situation was driving me wild.

It took several minutes, but I got back my control and felt like
I could get through the rest of the movie without blasting a wad
into my shorts.  And then he goes and does it.  It slowly moves
his hand up my thigh until it is a meer inch from my crotch.

I take this moment and look at where my hand is laying on Jamie
and notice that his pants are bulging just below where my hand is
laying.

I just couldn't take it any longer, so I decided that he'd made
all the initial advances, demonstrating his interest, and it was
time to show him my mutual interest.  So I slipped my hand over
the top of his thigh until it rested on top of that bulge.

Man, you talk about heat, this boy was steaming.  And just as I
get my hand settled, he erupts into his jeans.  His cock pulsed
over and over.  His body shuddered and stiffened.  His breathing
became instantly audible as he panted and moaned from the
release.

He took a good thirty seconds to release all that he had and then
his body finally collapsed, or at least relaxed, spent from the
exertion.  And just at that moment he chose to move his hand the
final inch.  He began to rub my cock gently.

That was all it took.  I exploded into my jeans.  I hadn't
erupted like this in many years.  Such a load I blasted.  And the
ecstasy of that moment was heavenly.

I'd had sex with many men in my time, but never had I made an
advance on a teenager.  Oh sure, I'd fantasized, but never had I
touched.  And now to have all my fantasies coming (or is that
cumming) true in this one moment just was more than I had ever
thought it would be.

As we sat there, his head in my lap, both spent from our mutual
release, we each continued to rub the other's crotch.

"How bout a shower to clean up?" I whispered after ten minutes of
this.

"I'd like that," he replied.

Now I honestly expected him to clean himself up and head for
home.  But that was alright with me.  I had had my fantasy
fulfilled.  But as we got up from the couch, he took my hand and
led me to the bathroom and there began undressing me.

"You've done this before."  It was a simple statement on my part.

"No.  But I've wanted to for longer than I can remember.  Since I
was ten, I think."

"And you kept hoping I'd make the first move.  That's why you
kept coming over here with the jeans that had the broken zipper."

"Uh-huh."

He finished undressing me and then I took my turn to slowly
reveal the body of this boy who had just conquered me.

His face had a bit of acne, but the rest of his body was smooth
and surprisingly hairless.  Except for the bush at the base of
his gorgeous rod.  And the pole that projected out from that bush
was about seven inches long and thick, thicker than my seven
inches.  And his balls were much bigger than mine and they hung
low.

I got the shower set to the proper temperature and we stepped in. 
There I waited to see what he wanted to do.

He immediately sought out the bar of soap and began to wash me. 
He started at my shoulders and worked his way slowly down to my
crotch.  Then he turned me around having avoided washing my cock
and began at my shoulders again and washed me from there to my
toes.  Finally, he reached up and turned me back and gently took
my rock hard member into his soapy hands and began to slowly jack
me off.

What a gentle touch.  I nearly died at that touch.  I noticed
also that he was watching my crotch very closely.  I closed my
eyes and leaned back against the shower wall and gave myself up
to this boy.  He jacked my cock and began to gently kneed my
balls with his other hand.

"Oh, Jamie."

"Is this good?"

"Oh, yes," I sighed.

I surprised myself at how quickly I came for him.  But I was not
the least bit sorry for it.  It just meant that it was my turn to
wash this child, to touch that skin and show him what it was he'd
just done for me.

"Have you ever let another man touch you?"

He shook his head.

"Then you just close you eyes and enjoy this."

I switched places with Jamie so that he'd be able to lean against
the wall if he felt the need.  And then I did to him exactly what
he done to me.  The only difference was that I spent a con-
siderable amount of time washing, kneeding and playing with his
cheeks and ass.  It took some time for him to relax, but finally
his ass cheeks relaxed to the point where I could work my way
inside his crack and begin to wash and fondle his teenage pucker.

He wasn't too sure about this at first, but soon relaxed com-
pletely as he discovered the feelings that this action brought
out in him.  He even began to push against my finger a bit.

And so I accomodated his desire and slowly began working one
finger into that virgin hole.  Just an inch at first.  In and
out, in and out.  Then I slowly pushed more and more of my finger
into that orifice with each inward movement, until I finally had
my entire finger in and was slowly fucking his ass with that
finger.

I did this for several minutes, until I was sure that he'd had
enough and removed my finger.  This brought a disappointed groan
form his mouth.

"I'll give you more later if you'd like, but right now I want to
give you a taste of pure delight."

I turned my around and gently washed his crotch.  But I did this
quickly, because I didn't want him cumming just yet.  I just had
to taste this boy.

A few moments of washing and then I rinsed him.  He was watching
me at this point, confused by my action.

"Now just lean back and close your eyes.  I'm going to give you
your first blow job."

He did as I said and then I leaned in and took his cock into my
hand and guided it slowly and gently into my hot, hungry mouth. 
The taste was honey.  So soft was his skin that I nearly came
right then and there.  I just couldn't believe how excited I was
by this child.  His body was like butter in my hands.  So soft
and smooth and mine to do with as I pleased.

But I was determined to be gentler than I'd ever been before with
any other man.  I wanted him to feel just how much I loved the
experience he was giving me.  I wanted this to be the absolute
best experience of his life, now and later.

At the first touch of my lips on his cock, he gasped.  But I saw
that he was smiling too.  So I wasn't worried.  By the time my
lips reached the base of his cock, he was breathing rapidly and I
knew that he wouldn't last more than a second of more.  And I
wasn't wrong.  I managed to jack him with my mouth maybe twice
before his balls pulled up and his body stiffened.  I felt each
pulse of his cock as he filled my mouth with he sweet love
juices.  This load was at least as big as the first had been.

Just about the time he was through cumming, I reached up and took
gentle hold of both his nipples and began to roll them in between
my fingers.  This elicited another gasp and more pulses from this
already drained cock.  I got a dribble or so from the cock, but
it continued to pulse as if it had just started cumming.

When I was satisfied that I'd gotten everything I was going to
get and that his cock was squeaky clean, I released his cock and
stood up.  He collapsed into my arms, exhausted.

We hugged each other like that for several minutes.  He breathed
deeply, trying to regain strength.  I relished the feel of his
body against mine.  His cock slowly softened and soon hung down
between his legs.  Mine was hard as it had ever been and was
pressed between out bodies.

After nearly five minutes like this, Jamie looked slowly up into
my eyes.  The love I saw there was gratifying.  Because I saw in
those deep blue eyes the feelings that I also felt inside me.  I
loved this child like I'd never loved anyone in my life.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"No, thank you."

This brought a look of confusion to his face.

"For letting me be your first.  You have no idea what an honor
and priviledge you have given me."

He smiled at this.  "I love you."

"And I love you too."

And then I leaned down and pressed my lips firmly against his. 
There was mild shock and surprise at first.  But he quickly began
returning the kiss.  It was easily the longest and deepest felt
kiss I'd ever experienced.  It was also the most treasured
because I could feel that Jamie was putting his whole heart and
being into that first kiss.  Every ounce of love this boy had in
him was transmitted through that kiss and embrace that I nearly
started to cry from the intensity of it.

We finally broke apart, reluctantly.  I turned and shut off the
shower and we stepped out.  We dried each other off completely
and then I took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

When he entered, I stopped him.  I looked into those eyes and
could tell that he was still eager for more.  The anticipation
and love in those eyes was truly intense.

I leaned over and picked him up in my arms.  He wrapped his
around my neck and kissed me again as I walked towards the bed,
where I knelt and gently laid him on the satin sheets.  Then I
laid next to him, our bodies touching, our cocks pressed against
our stomachs.  And we continued our kiss.

I massaged his back as we kissed.  Rubbing his back and kneeding
his ass cheeks.  And as I kneeded those cheeks, Jamie pushed them
into my hands.  So I worked my finger into his crack and began to
massage his pucker.  He did the same to me.  Hesitantly at first,
but with more intensity as I began to moan my delight at his
ministrations.

I had gotten my one finger inside him easily and had been fucking
his ass with it for several minutes when I thought that he was
ready for a totally new experience.  I removed my finger and
broke the kiss.

I looked deeply into his eyes.  "Do you trust me, Jamie."

"Yes."

"Do you believe that I'd do nothing to hurt you?"

"Yes."

I pushed onto his back and began to play with his nipples with my
mouth.  He loved this.  He was squirming in no time.  I slowly
moved my body and mouth down, pausing briefly to play with his
navel.  This drove him wild.  He reached down and placed his
hands on my head and made me stay there for several seconds.

Then I moved for his crotch and took his rock hard cock into my
mouth as I positioned my body between his legs and began rubbing
and kneeding his thighs.  He was really getting hot now.  Beads
of sweat were forming on his forehead and chest.

I release his cock finally and began to lick his balls, taking
each one gently into my mouth.  I worked next on the sensitive
spot between his at the base and under his ball sack.  The more I
worked at this area, the wider his spread his legs, until finally
he had them pulled up close to his chest.  I knew that he was
ready for the next step in his education.

I licked slowly down and was soon licking around and over his
pink pucker.

"Ahhhhh!  More!"

I smiled at this.  There was a surprised tone in his voice, that
told me he'd never considered this part of his body an erotic
zone.  I worked that pucker over until I could tell that he was
relaxed, then I started to push my tongue in that pucker.  I soon
was fucking his ass with my tongue.

Fortunately, I had thought to grab the tube of KY off the night
stand before I moved down his body.  So while I worked his ass
with my tongue, I opened the tube and lubricated my steaming
cock.

"More," he hissed.

"The only thing more I can give you is for me to put my cock
inside you."

"Yes!" he hissed.  "Fuck me."

And so I moved up until my cock head was pressed against his well
oiled hole.  I pushed slowly and watched his face closely.  I
definitely wanted to fuck this child's ass, but not at the
expense of his experience.  I wanted him to love this.

As my cock head penetrated the breach he winced and gasped.  I
stopped and gave him time to get used to the sensation.

"More," he whispered.

I pushed with a continuous gentle pressure.  It seemed to take
forever, but finally I felt my balls resting against his ass.

"Ooohhhh."

I stayed like this for several seconds then started to rotate my
hips a bit so that he could feel my cock rubbing against his
insides.

"Oh, god, that feels great."

With that I slowly pulled out and pushed back in.  I did this
very slowly at first.  Then, as his ass relaxed, I picked up the
pace bit by bit.  Finally I was fucking him with real intent.

The sweat was really pouring out of his body.  His skin from head
to toe glistened with it.  His mouth was opened wide as he
breathed deep and fast, moaning with the ecstasy of the moment.

It took only a minute or two for this boy's tight, virgin ass to
bring me to the point of climax.

"I'm going to cum, Jamie," I hissed through clenched teeth.

"Yes, yes, cum inside me Mark."

And so I did.  It felt like fire shooting up my cock and out the
slit into this boy's hungry body.  Wave after wave of my escence
filled his hot, hot insides.

When I'd spent my last, I collapsed on top of Jamie.  And just as
my body settled onto his, I felt his eruption.  I squirmed on top
of him, rubbing his cock between our hot sweaty bodies, rubbing
his cum into our embrace.

We laid like this for at least ten minutes, neither saying a
word.  His cock lay limp between our bodies, while mine was limp
but still inside his ass.

"May I fuck you?" he asked finally.

"Please," I replied.  "Come sit on my chest and let me get you
hard again."

And he did.  And it took no time at all to get he ready.  I was
surprised.  Already he'd cum three times in the matter of an hour
and still he was hot and wanted more.

He applied the KY to my ass and his cock and was soon positioned. 
I didn't say a word.  I closed my eyes and trusted him to be
gentle.  And he was.

He was soon fucking my ass with real passion, the sweat once
again pouring from our bodies.

"Oh, yes.  Fuck me, Jamie.  Cum inside me.  I want to feel you
cum inside me."

It took about five minutes.  Suddenly his body stiffened and his
cock slammed into my ass.  I could feel every pulse of his
release.

"Aaahhhh!" he screamed.

When he had spent his last, he collapsed on top of me and was
almost immediately asleep.  I didn't sleep, but I laid there for
nearly two hours while he did, not wanting to break the connec-
tion between us.  His warm body against mine.  His now soft cock
inside me.  I loved every second of that contact.

When he woke, we kissed and dressed.  Then he went home, promis-
ing to return soon.

And he did.........