Date: Mon, 21 Nov 2011 20:20:08 +0200
From: Tristan Deveraux <zanatio@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kid at the Gate

I was busy checking out some hot boy-boy porn one Saturday afternoon when
the bell rang. Now normally I don't answer the bell because it's usually a
beggar asking for food, and I've grown so tired of giving food to one
beggar after another that I just don't bother anymore. But I peeked out the
window anyway just to see who it was, and to my surprise it appeared to be
a teenage boy.

Not one to balk at the chance of interacting with a cute young boy, I
quickly put my dick back in my pants, opened the front door and strode out
to the gate.

"Hey there," I said pleasantly as I reached the gate while at the same time
scoping the boy out. He looked to be about 14 or 15 and had dark brown hair
that looked disheveled from strenuous activity. He wore a plain sky-blue
t-shirt, faded jeans and sneakers and he was carrying a bucket in one hand
inside which was what looked like a bottle of detergent or something.

"Hi mister," the boy replied, his voice sweet but slightly raspy. "I'm
raising money for a scout trip I'm going on in a few months. Can I wash
your car for 5 Dollars?"

Ah, so that explained the bucket. The kid was raising cash to do something
he wanted. I approved of the cause. And it was plain from his stance and
the expression on his face and the way his eyes had followed me as I'd
walked to the gate that he was a street-smarts kid who knew the way the
world worked and who would do whatever it took to get what he wanted. But
while the thought of watching this beautiful young thing soaping up my car
certainly was very appealing, I decided that I could probably try for
something even better. It was probably cos I was still horny from the porn.

"Hmm, well I'm afraid I had my car washed earlier today," I lied, and his
face fell. "But there may be something else you can do that I'll pay you
for." Immediately his smile came back accompanied by an inquisitive look in
his eyes. No doubt he was wondering what else he could do to get some money
from me. Rake the leaves? Mow the lawn? Tidy up the garage?

I leaned closer to him. "What do you know about sex?" I asked him quietly
between the bars of the gate.

His mouth went wide in surprise as he processed what I'd said. Then his
features darkened as he realized what I had in mind.

"Enough," he said, his voice clipped.

"Look, I'll be brutally honest with you," I said. "I'm 31 years old and I
live alone and I don't get any. All I have is porn to keep me
satisfied. Now you're a cute kid, and I can tell that you know about the
birds and the bees."

"Course I do," he replied. "And I've done stuff before. But I ain't gonna
suck you off or anything, that's just gross."

Ah, there was a spark of interest there. He was willing to see where this
would go. Brilliant. Of course, I never actually had any intention of
having him do anything to me. No, I'd found that the greatest pleasure came
in giving, not receiving. I wanted to pleasure this teenage beauty in front
of me, wanted him to moan in ecstasy and shoot his load down my throat. But
I had to play my cards right or it might all fall apart.

"That's cool," I told him easily, "I don't want you to suck me off."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want to see you naked. I want to touch your body. And then I want to
suck YOU off."

I could see his mind working as he thought about what I'd said. Could he
trust me? Would I keep my word? But significantly, I could see his jeans
starting to tent out very slightly as he no doubt imagined me going down on
him.

"I won't hurt you, dude," I continued softly. "All I want is your teenage
dick in my mouth. I'll bet you know how good it is to jack off, but I
promise that a BJ is ten times better. And I'll give you 50 bucks for it."

It was probably that that cinched the deal. His eyes lit up as he realized
what I was offering him for simply letting me blow him. His bulge grew even
bigger.

"Think about it. You don't have to do any work, you get to have a
mind-blowing orgasm and you get 50 bucks. If I were you, I'd already be
inside stripping," I finished with a sly smile.

Finally, he made up his mind. "Yeah, ok, I'll do it. But you promise you'll
only blow me? I don't want you trying to rape me or nothing."

"I promise that all I'll do is blow you. But I want you naked and I want to
touch every inch of your body as well."

He nodded his head yes.

"Ok then." I unlocked the gate and let the boy in.

"What's your name?" I asked him as we went into the house.

"Luke, you?"

"Matt. You want a Coke or something?"

"You not gonna spike it, are you?"

I laughed. "Hell no. I don't do drugs! Besides, it's more fun if you're
fully conscious," I said with a wink.

Luke gave me a grin, then nodded his head. While I went to the kitchen to
pour him some Coke, he dropped his bucket by the front door and took a look
around.

"Nice place," he said as I handed him his glass.

"Thanks, I quite like it myself."

He took a long swig of his Coke, then squared his shoulders and looked at
me. "So how you wanna do this?"

"Follow me," I told him and led him into my bedroom.

"Holy shit!" I heard him exclaim, and when I turned around I saw that he'd
noticed what was on my computer screen: a pic of a naked young boy eagerly
sucking another. "They look younger than me!"

"They are," I told him. "The caption says they're both 11."

"Geez, I didn't know you could have sex when you were 11!"

"Well now you do," I said with a smile. "Bet you wish you'd started
earlier."

"Yeah, I do. I mean, I didn't even know what sex was till I was 13." By
now, Luke was openly fondling himself through his jeans, clearly excited by
what he saw on the screen, and that just made me even more excited. I
wanted this boy so badly!

I took hold of his shoulders and gently I turned him away from the computer
and led him to my bed. I sat down on the edge and had Luke face me. His
face was starting to flush and he was still fondling himself quite
unconcernedly. I gently moved his hand away from his crotch. "Don't want
you to cum too early," I told him.

"Lift up your arms." He did as I asked and I slowly lifted his shirt off,
rubbing my hands up his sides as I did so. I was impressed by what I
saw. He had a good six-pack for a kid his age and his pecs were pretty
defined too. His chest was smooth but he had a very light treasure trail
leading down into his jeans. I tossed his shirt to the floor.

"Nice," I said, slowly running my hands up and down his chest and tummy,
enjoying the feel of his satiny skin. "You work out?"

"I swim and cycle," he replied.

"Cool," I said, then leaned forwards and started kissing his chest. This
wasn't exactly part of the deal, but I figured he was so horned up that he
wouldn't resist. He shivered at my touch.

"Shit this is so weird," he said softly.

"I thought you said you'd done stuff before?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Yeah, but that was jackin off with my cousin and you're some guy I just
met."

"Look, we don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"Nah, it's cool," he said quickly, betraying his excitement.

"Ok then," I said and went back to kissing his chest. Then I started
rubbing his back, feeling the groove of his spine and his strong lower
back.

Above me, I heard Luke sigh as he relaxed, then he started to purr, and I
knew I had him.

I brought my left hand around to his crotch and started fondling him the
way he'd been fondling himself. From the feel of things he was pretty big
and I couldn't wait to get his dick out and in my mouth. With my right
hand, I started rubbing his tight ass, then I put my hand flat on his back,
fingers pointing downwards, and slowly moved it inside his jeans. He wasn't
wearing a belt so his jeans were loose enough for my hand to slide in
almost all the way. I was shocked to discover that he was actually
commando! No wonder his dick had tented out so easily!

I stopped kissing his chest and remarked, "No jocks?"

He actually blushed. "I prefer going commando," he replied, his voice
already husky with lust. "I like being free."

"Well in that case, let's get you completely free."

I undid the button on his jeans then slowly, teasingly, pulled the zipper
down. And his jeans just dropped down his legs into a puddle at his
feet. His erection sprang up against his belly and into his sparse bush of
curly black pubes, and I actually gasped. He was easily over 7" with a
thick fleshy foreskin and his balls were enormous for his age and hung low
and loose.

"So," I said matter-of-factly, "clearly you have no problems in the size
department!"

Luke giggled. "It runs in the family. My little brother is probably about 6
inches and he's only 12. My dad is huge."

"Well good for you," I said, "and lucky for me. I love boys with big
cocks!"

And with that I grabbed his shaft, pointed it at my mouth and gobbled him
up. I knew there was no way I'd get the whole thing in but I went as far as
I could and was rewarded with a gasp of pleasure from Luke. His strong
boyish musk filled my nostrils as I backed off and then went back in again.

Back and forth I went, each time trying to get as much of his dick in my
mouth as I could. I came close to gagging several times but always pulled
back in time. His dick was exquisite, his taste intoxicating. I hefted his
balls in my hand while I caressed his ass with the other. My fingertips
grazed his ass crack and each time they did so I felt him shiver as if he
wanted me to go further. I thought about it, but decided that for now all I
wanted was to suck this beautiful teenage dick and feel it explode in my
mouth.

I pulled off him and told him to lie on my bed. He did so with a huge grin
and not the least amount of embarrassment at being naked on the bed of a
guy he'd met only 20 minutes earlier. His 15 year old body was fantastic
and a joy to behold. His legs were long and lean and had only the faintest
smattering of fuzz. His stomach was taut as he pulled his arms up behind
his head. He had a little hair under his arms, and of course there was that
delicious treasure trail starting just under his belly button leading down
to his pubes. He really was magnificent.

I grasped his rigid cock and held it straight up in the air, then carefully
pulled his foreskin all the way back, exposing his purple glans, slippery
with his pre-cum. I lowered my head and kissed his head and he hissed in
pleasure. Then I ran my tongue all over his sensitive glans and he squirmed
and moaned loudly. Finally I went back down on him and started a steady
up-and-down rhythm. I ran my hands all over his body: down his legs, up his
chest then back to his groin. I massaged his inner things and he spread his
legs further, giving me even more access. I rolled his balls around then
took my mouth from his dick to kiss and lick his tender orbs. I went
further down, licking at sensitive underside of his scrotum and beyond. His
moans grow louder and more frantic with each swab of my tongue and I knew
he was getting close.

I went back to nursing on his big dick. I loved the feel of it in my mouth,
the way it stretched my lips, the way it throbbed and pulsed with this
beautiful teenage boy's sexual energy. And I loved that Luke was enjoying
what I was doing to him. He was making strange guttural 'uh, uh, uh' sounds
now and bucking his hips, trying to force his dick deeper into my mouth. I
took as much as I could, while with my hands I gently squeezed his nuts and
rubbed his chest.

And then he exploded. There was no warning; he just suddenly gave this
ear-piercing cry and his dick started shooting thick ropes of cum down my
throat. I had to pull back or I'd drown. I swallowed and then swallowed
again and he just kept shooting. I could feel his cum leaking out the
corners of my mouth and still he pumped it out. I was blown away by the
strength and ferocity of his orgasm and the amount of juice he was feeding
me.

Eventually his orgasm subsided, his dick stopped spewing and he lay
still. He'd shot at least 8 times, each time like a cannon; I half expected
his balls to have halved in size! His skin glistened with sweat and he was
panting. I gave his shrinking dick one final, loving suck, then let it drop
from my mouth. I licked my lips and swallowed the last of his delicious
cum. It was my first taste of boy-cum, and I knew I was hooked.

His orgasm had lasted no more than 10 seconds, but Luke looked like he'd
run a marathon. I continued to gently caress his body, then suddenly he
took my hand in his and held it against his chest.

"Shit man, that was amazing," he said at last. "I've never cum so hard in
my life."

"I was pretty overwhelmed there," I admitted. "But yeah, it was
amazing. Thank you."

He raised his head and stared at me. "You're saying thank you to me? Geez
dude, I should be the one thanking you! That was friggin awesome!"

I laughed. "You're welcome, man."

"When you first told me you'd pay me to do sex stuff with you, I thought
that maybe you'd try to rape me or something, but I figured I could handle
myself. I never actually thought you'd make me feel so good."

"What can I say, I love sucking dick."

"And you're pretty damn good at it, too!" he said with a smile.

"Thanks, I'm really glad you enjoyed it."

"Do you think..."

"Yeah?" I already knew what he was thinking, and the fact that his dick was
already half-hard again was another clue.

"Could you do it again?"

"Sure thing," I said with a smile.

And I went down on him again. And once more after that. By the time he left
my house, three hours had passed, he'd shot three huge loads down my
throat, and, of course, he was $50 richer. He only charged me for the first
BJ. He said that the others were on the house. And after I'd told him I'd
lied about my car already being washed, he washed it for me, for free, in
the nude.

And needless to say, that wasn't the last I saw of Luke...