Date: Mon, 15 Apr 2024 01:24:21 +0000 (UTC) From: John Nunya Subject: Josh's Adventure Part 1 Josh's Adventure It was a warm spring day, 26° C (79° F). The sun was shining down on the trees and the crickets were chirping in the long grass in the park's meadow. But Josh shivered nonetheless; he wasn't sure he should be here. Part of him thought that he was too young, too inexperienced, and just too new to the idea of sex to even be here. But that part was drowned out by the more insistent call that wanted to have sex and wanted to have it now. Never mind that he'd never had sex before. It wasn't that he was ugly. Anything but. At 1.7 m (5' 6") tall and 66 kg (145 lbs), he was just the right weight for his height. Sure, he had a little puppy fat, but underneath that was a set of muscles that were getting stronger and better defined every day. Some days, he'd stand naked in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at his smooth, white skin, speckled with freckles and topped with blond hair that refused to lie properly no matter how he combed it. He'd slowly reach down and start stroking his dick, bringing it to its full 14 cm (5.5"0 length, thinking of what it would feel like to have someone else's hands playing with his cock, pinching his nipples, and playing with his ass. And then his dad would call out "What are you doing in there? Leave some hot water for everyone else!" and he'd have to throw on a towel and slink out, hoping that his erection wasn't visible to anyone else. Lately, he'd been fooling around on the internet. He spent hours looking at pictures of gay men and thinking about what he'd like them to do to him. It was a shame that none of the men were his age; the youngest was four or five years older than he was. But that was OK; he liked looking at older men. And then he'd started up an account on Growler. He'd lied about his age, but that was OK because they never checked anyways. He'd had a few men send him pictures and he'd sent a picture of his hairy ass to them in return. ("How could his ass be so hairy when he was still so you?" he sometimes wondered. But the men didn't care. They just wanted to kiss it and chew it and fuck it. And Josh would jack off time and time again to the thought of them doing it.) That was where he met Sam. Sam was an older guy but still kind of fit. Even better, Sam had a huge cock and a dirty mind. Best of all, Sam lived not too far away! So when Sam suggested that they meet one day in the park, Josh had said "yes". And that brought Josh to the park on a warm, sunny Friday afternoon, his already-hard cock rubbing against his underwear as he walked to the bench on the south side where they'd agreed to meet. Just five minutes after Josh sat down, he saw a shadow come from behind him. Turning around, he saw Sam. Looking up into Sam's eyes, Josh knew he was in for more than he had bargained for. But he didn't care. "You look pretty good, boy," Sam said. "Thanks," Josh replied. "You look great." "It is a nice warm day, isn't it?" Sam asked. "It sure is," Josh agreed. "On a day like this, a boy like you shouldn't be wearing his shirt." "Huh?" Poking him in the chest, Sam said "take your shirt off, boy." "But, what if somebody sees us?" "There isn't anyone around. Take it off. Don't make me tell you three times," Sam demanded. Nervously, Josh reached to his waist and pulled his t-shirt out. With a final look around, he pulled the shirt up and over his head. "I'll take that," Sam said, holding out one rough hand. Josh gulped and gave Sam his shirt. "Nice," Sam said. Rubbing his hands over Josh's chest, he repeated "Nice. Very nice indeed." With a quick grin, he tweaked Josh's left nipple, making Josh let out a gasp. "Thought so. You are gonna be a lot of fun, boy." "Are we going to go to your place?" Josh asked. "You said we'd go there and try stuff." "Oh, we will," Sam said. "Eventually. But first, you've got to prove to me that you really want this." "How do I do that?" "First, you've got to learn the rules. I'm the Daddy and what I say goes. Second, you always say `Sir' or `Daddy' when you talk to me. Got it, boy?" "Yes," Josh said. Sam sat down and pulled Josh face-down over his lap. Before Josh could even wonder what was happening, he felt Sam's hand on his ass. One. Two. Three. Four. Five times Sam's hand landed, hard as a board of wood. Josh cried out in shock and shame. "I told you to say `Daddy' or `Sir', boy." "Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry, Sir." Josh stammered out. "Better," Sam said. "But I don't know if you understand the rules yet. You see that van over there?" Josh looked across the meadow to a black van parked in the lot. Heavily-tinted windows on the front were the only view into the van; the rest of it was solid metal. Once you were in the back, Josh doubted anyone could see you from the outside. "Yes, sir," Josh said. "Well, I want you to take off your jeans and walk over to that van and wait for me." "But, what if someone sees me, Sir?" Josh protested. "Then you'll just have to explain why you're walking around in your underwear, won't you, boy?" Sam reached down and gave Josh's cock a tweak. "But I think you like the idea. So come on -- get `em off." Josh looked around the park quickly. It seemed empty and the trees kept anyone driving by from seeing what was going on. As Sam stared at him, he stood up, pulled off his jeans, and started across the meadow to the van. "Just a minute, boy!" Sam shouted after Josh had gotten about halfway across the meadow. "You forgot to give me your jeans! Get back here!" Josh practically ran back to where Sam was sitting and thrust the jeans into his hands. "Now, now -- fold `em and then hand them over like a proper little boy does," Sam insisted. His face reddening even as his cock got harder from the embarrassment and thrill of danger, Josh carefully folded his jeans and gave them to Sam. At Sam's nod, he headed back across the meadow to the van. Trying the doors, he found that they were all locked. He was stuck in the parking lot until his Daddy showed up to let him in. Slowly, Sam followed behind, a grin on his face and Josh's clothes in his hand. When he got to the van, he opened the driver's door and sat down inside on a captain's chair. Closing the door on Josh's desperate face, he rolled down the window. "What do you want, boy?" "I need my clothes!" "What was that, boy?" "I need my clothes, Sir!" Josh practically shouted. "Say `please'," Sam directed. "Sir, please -- I need my clothes!" "I don't know -- you were pretty rude to me a moment ago," Sam said. "Maybe I should just drive off and leave you here." "Please, Sir!" Josh pleaded. "I'll do anything!" "Very well," Sam said. "Take off the rest of your clothes and hand them to me." "What?" "You said you'd do anything. So give me the rest of your clothes and I'll unlock the passenger's door so you can get in and put them back on." Seeing no alternative, Josh slid down his underwear and, remembering what happened in the meadow, folded them before handing them to Sam. Despite, or perhaps because of, the danger, his cock was now dripping precum onto the ground. The breeze picked up and tickled the hairs on Josh's ass, making him even more ware of how exposed he was here. "Everything, boy." Sam said. Josh looked down at his shoes. With a sigh, he took them off, stuffed his socks into them and handed it all to Sam. "Very good, boy." With a faint click, Sam unlocked the passenger's door. Josh raced around the van and pulled the door open before Sam could change his mind or put him through any more embarrassing feats. As soon as the door closed, Sam hit a hidden button and the lock sank down into the door, trapping Josh in the van. "You know, you forgot to say `Sir' again." "I'm sorry, Sir." "Sorry doesn't cut it, boy," Sam said. Turning his captain's chair so it faced Josh, he said "Assume the position." "Sir?" "Put your legs here," Sam said, gesturing to the front of the van. "And put your face on the other side, with your ass facing up on my lap, boy." Trembling, Josh squeezed into position. The van's dash kept his legs pinned and Sam took both of Josh's hands in one of his. Again, Sam's hand came down like thunder. This time, without jeans or underwear to cushion the blows, it felt like fire. Desperately, Josh wriggled to get free, but just succeeded in grinding his cock into Sam's groin. Despite the pain, Josh felt more desperate for sex than ever. "Please, Sir! Please!" Josh begged. "I'll do anything!" Sam stopped spanking the boy for a moment and looked down at his reddening ass cheeks. "I think you will, boy." he said. "What can I do, Sir?" Josh begged. Sam pushed the boy off of his lap. "Sit right there," Sam commanded. As Josh settled on his sore ass, Sam lifted up and unzipped his jeans, letting his cock spring out. "Have you ever given a man a blowjob before?" "No, Sir." "Well, you're about to learn how," Sam said. "Just suck on my cock like it is a lollipop. But keep your teeth off of it. If I feel teeth, you'll feel my hand again." "Yes, Sir," Josh said. Leaning forward, he gave the end of Sam's cock a tentative lick. The precum was a little salty but not too bad. "That's right, boy. Lick it." At Sam's encouragement, Josh started licking the man meat up and down and side-to-side. "That feels good, boy. Now take it in your mouth." Josh looked up at Sam. "In my mouth, Sir?" "That's right boy. Just a little to start with; I don't think you can handle the whole thing right now." Cautiously, Josh put his mouth over Sam's cock and started licking it with his tongue. Sam put his hand on the back of Josh's head and pushed down. "You can take more than that, boy." Josh moved his head up and down with the pressure of Sam's hand. Each time Sam's cocktip hit the back of his throat, Josh gagged, but then continued with the blow job. More and more precum came out of the cock, dripping out of Josh's mouth, down his front, and onto his cock. Unthinkingly, Josh started to stroke his cock in time with his mouth as it bobbed on Sam's cock. Before long, he was moaning in excitement. "That's right, boy. Moan like a cock-sucking bitch!" Sam said, pushing Josh's head extra hard. Even while he was choking on Sam's cock, Josh began to cum, spraying jizz all over Sam's shoes. That set Sam off and he blasted ropes of cum into Josh's mouth. Letting Josh come up for air, Sam smiled down. "It looks like you are ready to become a real faggot. What do you say?" Looking up at his Daddy, Josh smiled and said "Yes, Sir!"