Date: Fri, 14 Jun 2002 10:33:24 EDT
From: R656600@aol.com
Subject: Jeremy part 1 - The stories of Robert Cole

JEREMY

Part 1

Devon


The man has this stunningly beautiful 16-year old boy in his bedroom.  The
boy's trousers are down around his ankles and the man is kneeling in front
of the boy sucking his substantial cock. His hands are cupping the boy's
ass, the boy is holding onto the man's head.  The man sticks a finger deep
into the boy's ass hole.  The boy arches his back, grunts and shoots his
wad into the man's mouth.  After the last spasm dies away, the man
continues sucking. The boy pushes the man off of his diminishing erection,
pulls up his jeans and leaves.  The man was able to swallow most of the
boy's load but the wad is so huge that some is dribbling out of the sides
of his mouth.  He stands, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and
unzips his fly.  He takes out his throbbing boner and jerks off.  He cums;
he feels the hot jiz on his hand.

The man wakes up with a start.  His body is hot and sweaty; his pulse is
racing.  Th room is very dark.  He is in between dream and reality.  He can
still feel the boy's cock in his mouth. He can hear the boy groan as he
unloads. He feels the jets of hot jiz against the back of his throat.  He
can still taste the salty sweetness of the boy's cum.  He moves his legs
and then a hand down to his crotch.  He feels the cool wetness of his
orgasm.

The man is obsessed with this boy.  He has had this dream, or one like it,
often over the past few weeks.  He sees the boy everyday at the 42nd St.,
#'s 4, 5, & 6-subway station in Grand Central Terminal.  The boy is dressed
in the uniform of a private school: a blue blazer with a crest emblem sown
onto the breast pocket; navy trousers and black shoes.  He has small
earphones in his ears and a CD player in his hand.  His head bobs with the
rhythm of the music.  He has a backpack with one strap slung over his
shoulder.  The boy is wonderful to look at.  He has blond hair, beautifully
styled. He wears two small, gold loops in his right ear. His eyes are deep
blue.  His lips are full and sensuous.  His facial expression is always the
same: a sexy pout!  The man notices that the boy's shoes are large.  "You
know what they say," he thought: large shoe size + full lips = hung guy!
Whether this equation is reality or fantasy, when this boy is in his dreams
he is hung!

The #6 pulls into the station and the boy boards.  The man follows closely
behind.  The train will take the boy to his school.  If the train in
crowded, as it is this morning, the man tries to stand close to the boy,
hoping that the movement of the train will cause him to be jostled into the
boy's body.

The man is Mark Grace.  He is 27, gay and unattached.  He lives and works
in Manhattan. He is also waiting for the #6 to take him to his office.
Mark has been watching this boy for more than a month; to Mark he is a god
and the object of all his masturbation fantasies and the content of his wet
dreams!  Mark sometimes risks being late for work by getting off at the
boy's stop and following him to his school.

He watches until the boy enters the building.  Usually, by then, Mark has
an erection!

Mark's sexual preference runs to young boys or young teens. The past fall
had been a very painful time for him.  He had been in a relationship with a
boy for over three years. The boy's father got a job offer in Los Angeles
and the family moved to California within a matter of weeks, leaving Mark
in a state of desperation and depression.  He truly loved the boy and the
thought that he would probably never see him again was more than he could
bear.

The boy's name was Devon.  Mark met Devon at a friend's apartment-warming
party.  The boy's parents lived next door and had been invited along with
other friends and neighbors. Devon was thirteen years old. Even though the
living room was crowded, Mark spotted the boy just as soon as he walked in.
Mark was stunned by him!
 The boy was not only cute but had a body that turned Mark to jelly.

Mark watched as the boy moved about the room carrying a can of Pepsi.  He
noticed Devon's perfect, round ass, the cute dimple in his chin, the
freckles around his nose.  He wondered what his boy-cock looked like.  Was
it cut or not? He imagined taking it in his fingers and wanking it until it
was hard.  He imagined putting his hand on Devon's ass and rubbing his
finger into the crack; he imagined licking his boy-cock and engulfing it in
his mouth.  His eyes followed the boy wherever he went. Mark was very
aroused.  He could feel his cock stiffening.  Then the boy literally bumped
into him; crashed would be a more accurate description of the encounter,
spilling some of his soft drink on Mark's trousers.  Devon's parents, who
also had their eyes on their son, but for different reasons, quickly
approached Mark to apologize for their son's carelessness.  Mark was quick
to absolve the boy and the four got into a conversation.


Devon was a friendly kid who was attracted to Mark's outgoing personality.
In the interest of drawing the boy in, Mark told Devon he was a railroad
buff and had a small model railroad layout in the spare bedroom of his
apartment.  Devon expressed an interest and asked his parents if he could
visit Mark sometime and see the layout.  Devon's parents thought that might
be possible and by the time the party was over an arrangement was made for
Devon to visit the following Saturday afternoon.  That Mark's apartment was
in the next building only made matters easier.

Mark was in a state of keen arousal all Saturday morning.  Devon was to
arrive at two. By one, Mark was so nervous and horny that he was afraid he
would loose his mind or his load!  At two o'clock, the doorbell rang.  He
jumped! His palms were sweaty and his heart was racing.  He paused to take
a breath then got up to answer the door.

"Good to see you, pal." Mark enthused. "C'mon in.

Devon seemed even more beautiful than Mark remembered.  He was meticulously
groomed, as if his mother had supervised the entire process.  His shiny
black hair was neatly combed, parted in the middle and worn long, but not
to his shoulders.  He had a tiny diamond stud in one ear and a gold chain
around his neck.  He wore a pullover shirt with a long V-neck and white
shorts.  He had a leather thong on his left wrist.  Sandals covered his
otherwise bare feet.

Mark sucked in his breath.  The boy was a beautiful sight to behold and no
detail was lost on Mark.  As he looked at Devon he could feel his cock
enlarging.  As the boy walked past him and into the living room, Mark could
smell soap and shampoo from a very recent shower.  He was trembling inside,
clenching his fists and releasing them.

He placed his hand on Devon's shoulder and steered him toward the sofa.
The boy's shoulder felt hot.

They both sat down.  As they talked Mark let his eyes wander over the boy's
body.  He noticed Devon's strong chest and flat stomach; his smooth thighs;
the perfect toes peeking through his sandals.  He dared to look at Devon's
crotch and saw the tantalizing mound between his legs.  Devon opened his
legs a bit and Mark wanted to put his hand here and fondle him.  He wanted
to caress the boy but restrained himself.  He didn't want to frighten him
away.

After some conversation and the offer of a cold drink, Mark showed Devon to
his spare bedroom to see the layout.  As they walked Mark could feel
himself getting hard.

Devon was very impressed with the setup.  He had a million questions, which
he asked in rapid succession and asked if Mark would let him run the
trains.  Mark was more than delighted with the boy's interest and explained
how the system worked.  He showed Devon the power pack and stood behind him
as he operated the controls.  Devon continued to chatter and ask questions;
Mark's mind was racing from one fantasy to another.  His erect penis was
just inches from Devon's ass crack; the urge to push into it was almost
overwhelming!  He wanted to feel every inch of Devon's body. He wanted to
reach around and feel between the boy's legs. Devon bent over to look
closely at something on the layout.  His ass brushed Mark's erection.  Mark
almost came.

Suddenly, Mark heard Devon ask something about wiring the track turnouts.
Mark was jolted back to the moment.  He cleared his throat and told the boy
that his question could best be answered by looking at the wiring itself
from beneath the layout.

Devon got on his hands and knees and went first.  Mark followed; his face
almost in the boy's ass.  Mark was gasping, finding it difficult to catch
his breath.  Suddenly something caught Devon's interest and he stopped
short.  Mark's head bumped right into the boy's ass crack.  Devon began to
giggle, then to laugh out loud.  He turned over on his back and drew up his
knees; he placed his hands on his chest.  He looked at Mark and suddenly
stopped laughing. Mark stared back into the boy's eyes. Devon, almost
reading Marks thoughts, whispered, "It's OK." and opened his legs.  Mark
saw the bulge in the tight shorts.  He was overwhelmed.  He placed his
hands on the outside of Devon's thighs and rubbed them.  Then he ran his
hands down the insides to Devon's crotch.  He looked at the boy again.
Devon was smiling.

Mark put his head between Devon's legs and gently rested his mouth on the
boy's cock.  Mark could feel it growing into an erection.  He licked the
cloth.  Devon responded by lifting his ass and pressing his crotch into
Mark's face.  Mark slid his hands under Devon's shirt and rubbed his smooth
chest as he continued to lick between the boy's legs.  Devon closed his
legs tightly around Mark's head.

"I really like you Mark," Devon croaked, hardly able to speak.

Mark withdrew his head from Devon's crotch.  "Is this OK, with you, Devon?"
Mark asked, a bit breathlessly. Devon nodded enthusiastically."

"C'mon, let's get out from under here."

Mark led the boy into his bedroom.  They stood facing each other.  Devon
spoke first.

"You know, I do this with my friends all the time."  But we pull our pants
down.  It feels better."

Mark, again, was gasping for breath.  He asked Devon to lift up his arms.
Mark pulled the boy's shirt over his head.  He ran his hands over the boy's
chest, then hugged him close. He rubbed his back then lowered his hands to
fondle the curve of Devon's ass.  The boy's body was hot!

Devon groped Mark's crotch and fondled his erection.  Again, Mark almost
came!  He broke the embrace and knelt in front of the boy and undid his
sandals.  Then pulled the shorts and underwear down.  This wondrous sight
sprang into view.  A lovely, slender, uncut cock, maybe 4 or 5 inches
erect.  Mark touched it then gently retracted the foreskin, revealing the
pink head and piss slit.  He licked it, then took the whole cock into his
mouth right down to the base.  He caressed the cock with his tongue.  Devon
was squealing and squirming.  Powerful feelings were enveloping his entire
body.  Then Mark inserted a finger between the boy's ass cheeks and rubbed
his ass hole. Devon jumped.

Mark let Devon's cock out of his mouth and stood up.  He got himself
completely naked.  When his erection sprang into view, Devon gasped.
Mark's eight inch, cut, thick boner as a sight.  The boy had never seen one
that big!  He kept staring at it.

"Wow! Yours is big," Devon exclaimed.  He reached out and touched it.  He
felt the wetness around the cock-head and smeared the pre-cum around with
his fingers.
 Shivers ran up and down Mark's back.

Mark took the boy by the hand and brought him over to the bed.  He got on
the bed and invited Devon to lay next to him.  The boy climbed up.  When
the boy was laying beside him, Mark cupped his balls then pressed his hand
on the boy's erection, gently rubbing it against his stomach.  His hand
making circles on the underside of Devon's penis.  The boy was moaning and
wriggling his ass.

"Get on top of me, Devon."  The boy lifted himself up and straddled Mark's
hips then gently lowered himself.  Mark felt the heat of Devon's body, then
the delicious pressure of his boy-cock against his stomach.  Mark put his
arms around Devon and pressed him tightly.  Devon had never done this
before and the sensations were overwhelming!  He started rubbing himself
against Mark, pressing his boy-cock, almost, thrusting it into Mark's
abdomen.  Mark was in absolute heaven!  He gently pushed his finger into
Devon's ass crack and stimulated his ass hole.  He then let his index
finger penetrate it and slowly entered.  He heard Devon gasp.  He held his
finger there, just beyond the sphincter, which had tightened around it.
The boy's ass hole was hot!  Devon was now pumping faster.  Mark knew that
he was close to his orgasm so pushing his finger into Devon's ass as far as
it would go he began to wriggle it.  He felt the boy's body go rigid.
Devon was breathing through his mouth, his hot breaths blowing against
Mark's face.  He gave one last thrust and arched his back, pressing his
cock as hard as he could into Mark.  Mark began to push his finger in and
out of Devon's ass.  Devon held his breath and then exhaled as his prick
spasmed against Mark's stomach.  When it was over, Devon collapsed.  Mark
took his finger out of his ass and rubbed his back.  Devon was still
breathing hard.  His cock was so sensitive that he gently lifted himself
off and lay back down beside Mark.

"That was amazing, Mark!"  Devon sounded as if something was caught in his
throat.

"You were wonderful.  You're a wonderful boy, Devon."  Mark felt a little
puddle of Devon's boy-cum on his stomach and rubbed it around, then licked
it off of his hand.  Without saying a word, Devon grasped Mark's erection
and jerked him off.