Date: Sat, 27 Sep 2003 19:45:00 -0700 (PDT) From: tag michaels Subject: Laundry Day This is just a fun little interlude that I thought of while doing my laundry this week. It's not true. There is no boy, although I wish there were, of only to look at. I'd seen him at the Laundromat off and on over the past few months, about fourteen or so, the brownish skin and pitch-black hair that marked him as a local boy. He was cute as all hell, about five foot four, slender, big dark eyes and straight white teeth. He looked Hawaiian, Filipino and some white tossed in there somewhere cause his skin color was a light tan and his hair was pretty curly. I usually do my laundry early, both to get it out of the way and to get it done before the crowd. I was always a little surprised when I saw the boy there since it was so early on a Saturday morning, traditional sleep in time for boy's his age. I'd acknowledged him with a nod on previous visits and we'd graduated to a "howzit", the customary hello, what's going on, how ya doin, greeting common in Hawaii. I have a certain t-shirt and shorts that I wear on laundry days, this day was no different, and since I'm washing everything I don't usually wear underwear, which up until that time hadn't been a problem. I'd been up since five thirty, drinking coffee and working on a story for Nifty, an act that generally causes me to have a hard on and often as not, leakage from precum from the hot scenes I try to write about. I'd been writing about something in that vein when I had to leave to go across the street to switch my clothes to the dryer, that's when I happened. He'd been there earlier, putting his clothes in the washer the same time as me, then walked out the back door so I assumed that he lived in an apartment that abutted the laundry. So there we were waiting for the final spin and he looked to my crotch a couple of times but I paid it no mind. Hell, I don't mind boys looking at my crotch as if to guess what might be lurking there. Finally he came over and in a low voice said, "I couldn't help notice that you got a wet spot on the front of your shorts and well, it isn't drying so I sorta guess it's like a cum spot or somethin." I looked down and sure enough my thin black cotton shorts sported a spot that I thought the t-shirt had covered. As he watched I touched it and of course it came away sticky. Never at a loss for words I replied that it seemed to be just as he suggested. "Maybe you'd like to come up to my apartment after we put our clothes in the dryer," he said with a smile. I raised my eyebrow and he added, "There's no one there, my mom works on Saturday." I shrugged my shoulders and said ok. We tossed our clothes in dryers next to each other; fed in the requisite quarters and I followed him out the back door and up a single flight of stairs. He unlocked the door of the first apartment and invited me in, closing the door behind us. "How many quarters did you put in the dryer?" he asked and when I told him he said, "Me too, that should give us time." He immediately pulled of a tank top and dropped his surf shorts reveling a half hard six inch cut teenage cock. He had a thick patch of hair that matched that on his head and his medium sized balls hung gently, one below the other, in a sac just starting to get hairs. The rest of his body was nice, not ripped by any means, but slender with a slight amount of baby fat still on his belly. He was a cutie boy, and a horny one at that. He stepped up to me and reached up inside the leg of my shorts and grasped onto my cock, seven inches of cut man dick with balls a little bigger than the boy's. He dropped to his knees and pushed the leg of my shorts out of the way, drawing out my rapidly hardening cock and licked the head right off the bat. He then took the head into his mouth and, eyes closed, he sucked on it, bringing me to full tumescence while his free hand became un- free and fondled my balls. He stopped after a moment and tugged my shorts down to the floor while I pulled my T off and stood as naked as he was. "You got a nice cock mister, I like how it looks and feels," he said then went back to sucking me, taking about half the length into his mouth before backing off from it. I liked what he was doing to me but I really wanted to taste his delicious looking young cock so asked if he had a bedroom or something where we could go play. He stood up and smiled then took my hand and led me down a small hall and into a bedroom that can best be described as styled in boy chaotic. The queen sized bed was a rumple of sheets and pillows but otherwise unobstructed and it was there he led me, indicating for me to lie down. Once I was prone he lay next to me only in a sixty nine, a clear indication that he wanted his young meat sucked as well. I was more than ready to oblige. I placed a hand on his hip and pulled him to me by which time he was already licking on my cock and sucking on the top two inches or so. I smelled the intoxicating fragrance of boy mixed with a light soapy smell as I grasped his cock and met it with my tongue, licking the precum that was seeping out there. I loved the feel and texture of cock, the satiny head, the feeling of the shaft. I placed my lips over the head and suckled it, moving my mouth back and forth over the ridge of the mushroom shaped flesh. The boy started a slow fucking motion, pushing into me as he licked my balls, moaning as I brought his heat level up, stroking his shaft while I sucked him. I moved to his balls, which were lying lazily on his inner thigh and licked them, moving the works around with my tongue. I pulled them up and out of the way a little bit and licked underneath them causing him to wiggle and moan even louder. He started to move, swinging the top leg over my head and presenting his ass to me saying, "I showered only a half hour ago so I'm clean." I had to adjust my body slightly and then I gazed lovingly at the sight before me, one of my favorites. I love a boy's ass, the crack dusky and inviting, the boys sperm making balls hanging down, the underneath skin stretching from the weight of them pulling it. I licked there, tasting the seam of flesh that runs from the balls to the asshole although his hidden treasure was still hidden, but not for long. I opened him up and revealed his core, a dark-ish puckered muscle that was free of any hair at all, the perfect asshole in my experienced opinion. I sniffed first the dove in, licking and slurping to my hearts content and to his as well since he quit sucking my and proceeded to just moan. "Oooohh God that feels so good," he moaned softly, one hand reached behind him to ruffle my hair. I licked and slurped, sucked on the lowest hanging nut, licked back up to his hole and rimmed him some more. "Put your finger in me," he said, handing back a bottle of lube. I smeared my finger and slipped it inside his ass while I went back to licking his balls. I finger fucked him slowly, managing to scrape his prostate in the process and causing more moans and groans. "Put your cock in me, fuck me please," he almost begged. I moved back and got to my knees, slathered the head of my cock then peeled his cheek open with one hand while the other guided my fat cock heat to his muscle. I pushed gently, then with a little more force and the head slipped in past the ring of muscle. "Ooohhhh god," he moaned again. "Put it all the way in. push your cock all the way inside my ass." With one foot flat on the bed and on one knee, I slowly shoved every inch of my cock inside the young boy until my pubic hair, small shaved patch though it was, touched his velvety ass cheeks. I slowly pulled out of him about half way then went back inside, picking up a rhythm and bottoming out inside of about every fourth stroke. His moans, groans, Uummmmm's and Ahhh's became louder and more frequently as I fucked him and I wondered when the boy was gonna cum. As if reading my mind he panted, "I jacked off in the shower so I won't cum very fast." "Well," I thought to myself, "we'll see about that. I picked up speed and on some of the down strokes, moved my ass from one side to the other so that my cock went in at different angles, creating more pleasure for both of us. Every so often I would stay deep inside and grind my ass around, eliciting extra sounds to flow from the boy. "Stop a sec," he finally said. "I want you to fuck me on my back now so let me get my leg over you." At that he proceeded to slowly turn over, get a the leg over my head and to the other side, and get onto his back, my cock rammed up inside his asshole the entire time. He then placed his feet flat on my chest and said, "Now fuck me hard." I held onto his knees for stability and began ramming my cock in and out of him causing him to move on the bed because I fucked him with such force. He continued making sounds and as he reached down and began stroking his throbbing cock, moaning loudly then almost begging me. "Oh fuck, oh shit, fuck me harder, ram your big fat cock into my ass, oh fuck your cock feels so good inside of me, fuck oh dear, fuck me harder." It became a litany and I have to say it was pretty exciting listening to the cute young teen talk while I fucked him for all I was worth. "You better cum soon kid," I said, "cause I'm about there." And I was. I could feel the signs, the tingle in my belly and my balls and I knew that I was gonna blow any moment. And then the moment arrived. I exploded inside the boy, jet after jet of hot cum blasting up my shaft and into his tight ass. The kid started shaking and almost screaming, jacking his cock and I watched as he came too, his young sperm shooting clear to his neck in the first shot, to his nipples and belly in the next five. Damn that kid made a lot of liquid, the white goo all over his torso. We both continued breathing heavily, his eyes were closed and a smile graced his beautiful lips and smooth face and he slowly stroked on his cock, rubbing the head, feeling his cum then smearing it in his pubic hair. I could feel his asshole constrict on my shaft with each beat of his young heart and reflected as how this had been one of the best fucks I'd had in a great long time. "Can you pull me up to your lap," he asked as he dropped his legs down. I lowered my upper body so he could wrap his arms around my neck then pulled back and up right, causing him to sit firmly on my lap, my cock still rock hard and stuffed up inside him. He wiggled and smiled. "That feels good like that, having your cock in my ass." Then he kissed me, long and hard on the lips, his tongue invading my open mouth and proceeding to battle with my tongue. "That was the best fuck I've ever had," he said after breaking the kiss. Your cock likes being inside of me, I can tell. It's still stone hard isn't it?" I nodded my head and said that his delicious cock hadn't seemed to lose any blood in the process either. "No, it usually takes a couple of spermings for it to go down and since you're still hard and your cock is still buried in my ass, I suppose we should get started on the next sperming." He gently pushed me back wards so that I was lying on my back, a little maneuvering needed to get my legs straight out in front of me. He smiled and leaned forward, placing his hands on my chest for balance and began moving his slender little ass back and forth, side to side and up and down, creating different pressures from different angels. I put my hands on his hips as much to guide him as just to have my hands on his skin. I allowed one hand to venture south, underneath his cheeks to feel where my cock entered his body, feeling my shaft appear and disappear according to his body movements. I moved my hand back around to the front and traced my fingers through his drying young sperm and he continued to smile as his body picked up tempo and his breathing began to match it. He sat up right and started moving mostly from the hips, making his lower body move to and fro, grinding his pelvis, almost massaging my cock as it moved about in his ass. He put his hands behind him on my upper thighs and his movement became even faster, more forceful, working to get his tight asshole to gobble up every inch of my hard cock. I felt the tingling again and knew that this hot young thing was taking me to the edge for a second time in less than twenty minutes. I reached for the lube, slathered my hand and grabbed onto his still rampant teenage cock, allowing his movement to make his cock jack in the slippery surface of my grip. "Oh fuck," he moaned, "oh fuck oh fuck I'm gonna cum again, oh fuck just hold onto the shaft, I'm gonna cum." His moving and grinding took on a different motion and I felt his boy cock thicken in my hand and all of a sudden an huge stream of sperm came straight toward my face, stopping just short and landing on my chin. I raised my head quickly and the second shot landed half on my lips and half onto my cheek. I ran my tongue over the goo and took his warm sperm into my mouth as his cock spewed forth another three or four squirts of ball juice. My cock began convulsing, squirting jet after jet of my own cum up into his body as he moaned out loudly and ground his ass into me to a point of almost hurting me. His movement finally slowed, he returned his hands to my chest and lowered his upper torso until he almost lay on top of me, my cock still stuffed inside his ass, and he kissed me again. It was like the first time; open mouthed, tongue battling and hot as all hell. After breaking the kiss he rested his body on top of mine, the sperm from both of his orgasms mixing and creating a sticky gooey bond between us. "You are a good lover you know, the best that I've ever had. I know I told you that before but it's true. Of course I haven't had that many lovers but still, you fill me up, you make me feel good, you're handsome and I love your cock. Do you think we can do this again?" He looked up at me with a smile and kissed me again then moaned softly as my cock finally softened and squished out of his asshole. He rolled off to one side but hugged up to me and said, "My name is Kamaka, what is yours?" I told him my name was Sean and went on to say that I felt that he was not only the cutest thing I'd spent time with for awhile but he was a sexy little thing and spending time with him would be a pleasure I'd love to pursue. "I like that, I'd like to do more with you but come, let's shower cause our clothes will be done in a few minutes and auntie Maile will get pissy if we aren't there to empty the dryers. He got up and led me to the small bathroom and subsequently small shower where we went about cleaning off without playing. He really was a terrific kid, with a more than passable body. We finished our shower, dried off and threw our clothes before heading out the door and going downstairs. Both dryers seemed to have just stopped and we went about pulling the hot items out and tossing them into our respective baskets. We finished up about the same time and I turned to him as he started toward the back door. He looked back over his shoulder and with another smile spreading across his cute young face said, "See ya next week Sean."