Date: Sun, 23 Mar 2008 19:20:26 +0100 From: Chaim B. Subject: Lessons to be Proud, part 2 (M/t, 1ste time, mast, oral, anal, auth, underw) Lessons to be Proud Part 2 (M/t, 1ste time, mast, oral, anal, auth, underw) =Adult-youth= by Chaim (bchaim) bchaim@hotmail.com Amsterdam (the Netherlands), March 2008 The following story is totally fiction! It involves sexually explicit erotic events between a man and a teen. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not allowed to read the story, don't read on. It's up to you! Reactions on this story are very welcome! bchaim@hotmail.com This work is copyrighted by the author © 2008. Please don't remove my author information or make any changes to this story. Chaim. --------- A long white stream of cum jetted out from the slit in the tip of his big cock-head, it flew right over my head, squirt after squirt! It was all so dangerous, all so forbidden! He took a paper towel and wiped himself off. After a minute the guy knelt down, he opened his mouth to suck my little penis and..." "Well? Baby you can tell me everything." "I just got out of there." Jonathan laughed hard and Ruben's face went red, this was embarrassing, "I just fucking ran away! I even didn't take time to put my penis back inside my shorts!" Jonathan laughed again and asked, "Why did you run baby?" "I don't know. I... I was scared, afraid." -------------------------------- Part 2 Ruben has more to tell -------------------------------- Soon Ruben told Jonathan about his first kiss, his first wet dream. Jonathan wanted to hear his first jack off session in every detail. Ruben started, he had forgotten all his hesitations now. "One night Jonathan, I was only twelve years old, I squeezed my penis, well, it just happened. I mean, I squeezed my little boy cock and it reared back at my hand. I lifted my hips and slipped my night boxers down, just behind my balls it gave me always a good feeling. My hard-on sprung up at the covers, it felt much better that way! I imagined my strong friend Michael, he was a sexy boy, older and believe me, he had already a lot of body hair. Michael, was a friend but also the star player at our wrestling team and had real muscles. I admired his strong body, his strength. He is a big boy, Jonathan! Michael was very muscular, with smooth white skin, large brown eyes and a killer smile. Michael had incredibly powerful buttocks, very masculine. I used to long for his big round muscles and wondered about my own body, slim, underdeveloped and young, maybe working out would help. Dreaming about Michael, I rubbed my belly and it felt so smooth and hairless! I continued going down to my sparse public hairs. I played with them and was proud about the few hairs which were growing above my penis. With my fingers I touched the shaft of my penis, I knew that was a great feeling. My penis throbbed again as I slowly wrapped my fingers around the tube of the sensitive skin. I pulled up and pleasure surged through my belly. Slowly, I moved my hand around the exposed head of my boy cock. The image of Michael wrestling passed through my mind; I saw him moving on top of me and forcing my hands behind my back. I felt the first drops of my pre-cum on my hand. I lifted my hips, lowered my fist and dropped into that rhythm... the rhythm I learned later to love so much, pumping my penis. I turned my cheek to my pillow, remembering his arms around my body, and felt his chest hair, his sweaty chest against my smooth skin. Michael was on top of me, jacking off onto me, rearing back, shooting his cum all over my smooth belly. I twisted and arched my back beneath his weight. Oh, Jonathan dreaming about Michael felt so good." Ruben stopped and groaned nearly in silence. Jonathan could see a wet spot at the tip of his boy cock, throbbing behind the fabric of his black Speedos. Ruben sighed and continued, "I raised my hand up slowly and licked my palm. When I slipped my wet fist around my penis, Michael's image came back. He was pulling his tank-top over his head. I was standing next to him. We were both sweaty from lifting weights together. Jonathan, remember it was my secret fantasy... We both were pulling our clothes off. With his strong arms up, I could see the hairs in his armpits, dark blond hairs against his pale skin. Michael dropped his tank-top and looked me in the eye. I dropped my shirt and looked back, loved his beautiful face. He pushed down his shorts, I pushed down my shorts. His cock was hard, my penis was rock hard. Michael reached out for me, and I felt his hand down there, pulling my penis... My cum began burning inside me, rising up, Oh, shit, his arms were so big, his chest so powerful, his power over me enormous... I arched my back, held my breath and shot off! I bit my lip, forcing myself not to make a sound as I got what I needed at last, trembling in my bed. Drop after drop, feeling spurt after spurt sprang out of my boy cock and dropped across my belly. I relaxed slowly... Thank god, my little brother didn't wake up." There was something about watching Ruben telling his story, something that got Jonathan's motor running! The younger Ruben was a miniature version of the sixteen year old sitting in front of him, with the same complexion and smooth skin. Hearing such an innocent little twelve year old boy stroked his boy cock was a major turn on for Jonathan! He wished he was there, four years ago. Jonathan smiled and touched the pouch of his jockstrap again. Jonathan's man cock was growing rock hard and there was a definite change in the size of Ruben's crotch bulge. The fabric of his black Speedos stretched as he threw some serious boner under the thin material. Jonathan could easily spot his lengthening meat as it wormed its way down his thigh. Jonathan's eyes locked on the boy's cock as it thickened and left a wet drop of pre-cum on the black cloth. Jonathan shifted his position on the couch to give his stiffening cock some room to breathe. Jonathan decided to ask Ruben more, he whispered, "Do you masturbate every day?" Ruben nodded his blonde curly head, still a little bit shy about Jonathan's honest questions, he answered, "Yes Jonathan, yes I do, jack off at least three times a day." Jonathan helped the boy to relax and he was soon giving answers just as frank as his questions. Ruben told Jonathan more about his early days at the age of fourteen he tried to suck his own penis, which was not a great success. They shared a grin... It had been even worse when his daddy walked in on him while he was jacking himself off in his car in the garage. Sure, it was stupid to do so, but the leather seat felt so good under his naked bum... They laughed about Ruben's dad's shocked reaction, the lectures his daddy tried to give him about sex. The worst thing what happened to Ruben was when he jacked off in the toilets at school. He heard a strange banging noise and in a moment of total fear an panic zipped up. His foreskin was trapped by the zipper and he had to ask a friend to free his boy cock. Nothing could top this shameful moment and Ruben shivered again thinking about the humiliation and the pain, his strange story and the jokes his mates made for months. Ruben cleared his throat and asked his most important, very urgent question, he whispered shy, "What about you? Don't you go for girls?" Jonathan shrugged, "Girls are okay Ruben, but they seem to like me a whole more than I like them. Don't worry baby, I loved your sharing, I have a lot of gay fantasies myself. If we become close friends I will share every detail with you and will give you a lot to dream about. It's a promise, baby." Ruben nodded his head, although he didn't have any idea what he meant by that. Jonathan continued, "Guys and boys are so much more practical about sex, believe me. Like this afternoon for instance. I was horny and planned to get my rocks off, so I wanted to go home for a good jack off session. I looked at you, you are so cute, so I took you to my place." Jonathan went up, stood next to the young Ruben. A tall powerful man and a very young teen, a strange tension between them. Jonathan moved closer to the boy, the time was right and ready to take the next step. Jonathan nodded his head and smiled at Ruben's puzzled face, "Yes baby, you are here to get my rocks off." Jonathan wheeled his leather chair in front of Ruben and moved until their knees were touching and his hand was rubbing the smooth skin of his upper leg. Suddenly his big hand was on Ruben's lap, he began to rub the bulge in his black Speedos. Ruben sighed and felt his boy cock getting hard. Jonathan hold the shape of Ruben's boy cock through the fabric of his Speedos and squeezed it gently for awhile. The young teen shivered, the feeling was intense. Nobody ever touched him this way, so openly and direct. Ruben was very excited about the forbidden act, deep inside he knew his parents would never approve such a thing. His boy cock was standing up like a flag pole, giving a complete different direction to his thoughts and needs. Ruben took a deep breath as he felt Jonathan's fingers poke between his nearly smooth legs, exploring his crotch, the outline of his cock and balls. Jonathan's hand cupped around at his tight black Speedos. Ruben's breathing became heavier and he groaned a nearly silent, "Yes." The boy quickly put his hands down to his sides and in reflex opened his smooth legs a little. It felt fantastic as Jonathan slid his hand up and down his black Speedos. He enjoyed the feeling of his fingers and closed his eyes as the man touched his now throbbing little boner. Ruben had never felt anything so exciting! Jonathan smiled at his reaction and used the palm of his hand to squeeze Ruben's hard-on gentle in his tight black Speedos. Jonathan continued to gaze into his sparkling blue eyes, and whispered to his horny boy, "I like that, baby, you are getting hard under my hands. It good you have a boner. I like the throbbing feeling under my hands, I love the reactions of your little body." Ruben opened and closed his eyes and sighed deeply. Ruben loved all the attention, he felt Jonathan moved his strong knowing hands, stroking each side of his face. The man's hands slide down over his shoulders and he gripped his elbows. Jonathan whispered, "Baby, just let it go. Don't fight your true feelings." ------------------- The first step ------------------- Jonathan complimented Ruben, "Wow boy, you have nice looking body, you have and this fine muscle tone, I like so much. You make me horny, baby." It felt strange it was the first time another male told Ruben he was good looking. Ruben would have done anything Jonathan wanted him to do. Ruben relaxed and accepted everything the strong handsome man had to offer. The boy's response made Jonathan's nuts draw up in their sac, sending a sexual rush throughout his muscled body. His eyes were drawn like magnets to the boy's crotch. Jonathan hold his elbows and pulled the boy forward until Ruben's knees were between his strong muscled thighs. Jonathan squeezed his hairy tights together. Ruben felt his power, his dominance over him. He was captured! Jonathan's hands moved over his back, went down, to squeeze Ruben's two ass cheeks. The boy's hands moved up to entwine around Jonathan's neck, the way a drowning person hold his safe line. Ruben wanted to press his little frame into Jonathan's body, he took a deep breath and smiled timidly, he couldn't find words to express his feelings. "You are new to this, aren't you baby? You do need a lot of training, don't you boy?" Ruben's knees started to hurt, as Jonathan pressed his thighs harder, "Come on, tell me Ruben, say `yes', baby boy." Ruben realized in a vague sort of way Jonathan was correct. Ruben knew deep inside, he was a naturally obedient boy, wanted to be completely passive with Jonathan, always submissive to his whishes, "Yes, yes! I'm sorry, yes, sir. I think I need your training." "What, baby? I still don't really understand. About your thinking... the training you need, I mean, what sort of training you dream about? Tell me your secret dreams, baby." Ruben swallowed hard, "Well, I don't know. I want to be trained, sir. Please train me all the way. Learn me how to take it!" "First step baby, you started already without knowing it. You begged for it and told me you needed my training, that's good, baby. You want to learn how to take it all." "Yes sir! Thank you, Sir." Using the word `Sir' again without thinking. "You make me proud! Are you happy for me?" "Yes sir." Ruben was beginning to sweat, he didn't know what to expect. Ruben felt good and proud, the man accepted him but he had also the feeling this was a strange surrealistic dream. Jonathan asked, "How proud is that, baby." "Real proud, sir." "Come over here and show me how much you want to make me proud." Ruben broke his position and moved slowly over to the strong and powerful Jonathan. "Take off those black Speedos, baby, put on the skimpy white briefs you will find in the bathroom and come back." Ruben ran to the bathroom and did as ordered, he really wanted to please Jonathan. He stood before his hero and took position, they way he did sometimes in front of his coach in the swimming pool to get his instructions. Ruben stared at the man and waited for his next orders, he wanted them, he wanted to show Jonathan how obedient he was. Neither of them spoke, only running their eyes over each other's bodies. Standing nervously in front of him, Ruben closed his eyes, he wanted this, he dreamed about this moment. Ruben tried to control his body and to appear being relaxed as he could manage. Ruben felt Jonathan's hand come to rest on the flatness of his stomach between his belly-button and the waistband of the white too small briefs. The sensation having his exposed body felt up by gentle but powerful hands was more pleasurable then he could have imagined. Jonathan ran his hand over his hairless chest, his hand was warm, soft and gentle. Ruben not only enjoyed the feel of Jonathan's hand, but he felt safe and secure under his touch. Jonathan took hold of his two nipples and started to roll them between his fingers and thumbs. Jonathan watched his eager boy face as he gradually increases the pressure. Ruben's face contorted in pain, and Jonathan squeezed and twisted even harder. Ruben whimpered aloud and hated that, tears came into his eyes. Jonathan stopped and dropped his hands. "Good willing baby-boy, you are the best, a real natural. Your little nipples are going to need a lot of work, but believe me, I will train them all the way." Staring straight ahead, Ruben nodded quickly, "Yes Sir." "Yeah, you will be trained. And I'm going to love it. I will using you all the way. Well, I had my own dreams and fantasies, filling your eager open mouth and your little tight ass with my man spunk. You will be my little boy, won't you?" Ruben nod without being told, and whispered, "Yes Sir." Ruben could hear Jonathan talk to him, his strong friend continued, "This jockstrap needs to be washed. You understand that, baby? Your tongue will do, no soap needed." Jonathan laughed about his own little joke. Ruben was delighted, he wanted to lick and suck on Jonathan's pouch. No more orders came, so Ruben timidly bent down, went to his knees and crawled between the man's hairy legs that were resting on the table now. Ruben brought his blonde head up, feeling the heat from Jonathan's huge thighs and stared eye-level at the jock pouch. He replied, eager and humble, "Yes Sir, I will wash your jockstrap with my tongue." "You understand, baby? There's a lot of man sweat and cum on that jock. I worked out on the beach, saw some beautiful kids... I was hard, my cock was leaking. If you're really lucky I will let you wear my jock up your asshole for a day. You like that thought, baby?" Ruben shivered, he was breathing quickly, that thought made him hard as rock. He was to wear Jonathan's used jock! "Yes sir, I will be honored and proud to wear your jockstrap sir." Jonathan ran his strong hand into his pouch and pulled his cock up until the head was poking out over the top of the waistband, it was glistening wet and leaking, "Look what you did to me baby, my cock is rock hard and dripping my pre-cum." Ruben watched his movements with an open mouth. Jonathan's groped inside his jockstrap again and he began to feel his hairy balls. Jonathan wanted to give his baby a good show and groaned, "My balls are heavy, full of healthy cum, boy." Jonathan brought his hand out and held it out toward Ruben, "Do you want a taste?" Jonathan held out his wet finger to his baby-boy. Ruben was on his knees and moved his lips against the back of the hand and inhaled his strong hero. His boy cock was so hard it hurt! He wanted to touch himself, but he by instinct he knew, he couldn't do so without Jonathan's explicit permission. Jonathan saw his struggle, he liked it that way, knowing his boy's cock was aching in its white cotton prison. His finger was covered in hot pre-cum and he moved it slowly to his trembling lips, "Kiss it, baby." Ruben leaned over and took a swipe of Jonathan's finger with the tip of his tongue. One lap turned into two, and two became four, till there was no pre-cum left on the finger. Jonathan smiled and brought his finger back to his dripping teen cock and covered it again and placed it in front of Ruben's wet lips. Ruben began to lick at Jonathan's pre-cum. He sucked it into his mouth and tasted the bitter-sweet liquid. Jonathan turned his hand palm up and Ruben closed his eyes, taking each finger into his mouth and sucking on them one at a time. Jonathan smiled and praised him, "Nice, you are doing real nice, baby." "Thank you, Sir." There was no hesitation in Ruben's movements now. The boy wanted to do everything Jonathan wanted, but it was still early. Jonathan started to think Ruben was the opportunity of a lifetime! He felt the boy swallow each finger tip eager and obedient. They locked eyes, and both knew the truth. The King found his subject! Jonathan reached down and encased Ruben's blonde head in his strong powerful hands. Pulling Ruben's mouth into his crotch, he slowly brought his hairy thighs together, enclosed Ruben's blonde head and clamped, tight. Jonathan tilted his head back and groaned, he loved his power over this kid. Crossing his hairy legs at the ankles, he squeezed even tighter. The boy had to feel his power! "Oh yeah, welcome home, baby boy." The tears came rolling down and Ruben gasped a few times, Jonathan's power hurt and the strange combination of pain and pleasure hit him again. Jonathan started petting Ruben's blonde head affectionately, while forcing the boy to suck and chew the ripe pouch of his well used jockstrap. "Don't cry, baby-boy, you can take it, because you're doing it for me. I'm your King and you are my obedient subject. You love to lick and suck my well worn jockstrap. Take the pain and enjoy the pleasure. Make me proud!" He continued gently, "Don't worry baby. You will get what you need, and I know what you need. Sometimes it is hell, sometimes it is heaven." Ruben's blonde curly head disappeared completely in Jonathan's wet, straining thigh muscles and massive hands. His mouth and nose mashed hard into the white used cotton, he could feel the hard cock underneath. Ruben felt he was drowning on the strong smell of the man with every intake breath. His arms barely made it around the man's hairy legs as his hands came up to stroke the thighs. Jonathan stroked his blonde head and whispered, "You belong between my strong hairy legs, Ruben-baby. You know that, don't you? Shame you wasted your time dreaming about me. You had any idea how it felt? I will teach you everything, believe me everything!" "Yes sir," Ruben replied, the whole time trying to remain calm as Jonathan continued to squeeze his blonde head tighter. Ruben groaned, this was nearly too much for him. Ruben had to calm down himself, he felt the urge to scream, to yell his feelings... To cry out his horniness, his surrender to this man, his King. Jonathan looked at his boy and felt his emotional struggle. Suddenly he realized that this is indeed how young teenage boys should be, submissive, cleaning a real man's body with their mouths. All teenage boys should be put through a kind of training for boys, to teach them respect, and to install a proper respectful attitude. Jonathan smiled, all boys? Well, this great cute boy was enough for him. Jonathan released his boy, who came up, panting and gasping for air. Jonathan wanted more, this was just a step. The next step and test for the young teen-boy was more, deeper and now the time was right. Jonathan knew that the battle was over and he had won, the boy was His boy now and he was his master. "Good boy, you are doing great!" Jonathan whispered into his ear, "That's my boy, do you want me to go on? Shall I take those small briefs off you?" Ruben's eyes glazed over with wonderment and lust, he felt weird, but nodded his blonde head. Jonathan got off his leather chair and moved to stand behind his nearly naked boy. He stood behind him and carefully watched the subtle movement of his penis behind the once more clinging white briefs. Jonathan savored the silky smoothness of Ruben's thighs, and lightly moved his fingers over his skin. A couple of minutes went by, and Jonathan curled his fingers, let them slip just under the waistband of the white briefs. He moved just slightly higher up his thigh, and the boy gasped. Ruben shuddered slightly, the boy knew that Jonathan's fingers were no more than about an inch from his tender explosive boy balls. Very slowly, Jonathan moved his fingers in a sideways motion, back and forth, and the boy shuddered again. Jonathan knew that Ruben felt new sensations. Ruben, the young teen, proud of his sexual development was undressed like a little kid by a man and that in a very special sexy way. Jonathan felt the strange tension of the moment. Suddenly he pulled the waistband down, he did it hard, using his strength, Ruben's white small briefs were nearly tear to pieces. Jonathan exposed his two sweet white globes of unblemished boy flesh. Jonathan saw the goose pimples coming up on Ruben's skin being exposed to the open air, "Ruben, baby turn around." The boy turned around slowly, his little teen cock was sticking straight up, the boy was as hard as a nail. Ruben stood completely naked in front of his strong friend and master, hands behind his back, his eager young cock rampant. Embarrassed, excited and hoping Jonathan would approve his attitude. Jonathan loved it, he ordered, "Turn around baby. Feet apart." Ruben obeyed, of course, he wanted to make his master proud. He kept his hands in front of his private parts, a shy and humble suggestion. "Bend over baby-boy. Expose your little nail to me." Ruben moved his hands to his sides, exposing his hard little teen cock. "Pull your little ass cheeks wide apart." Ruben found himself, willingly he pulled his ass cheeks apart, he followed Jonathan's order. It was strange, thrilling and scary to allow another person to view his boy hole, it was totally humiliating. Jonathan walked around his boy, Ruben knew he had the right to inspect his most secret part and the boy knew he was behind him, looking at his ass muscle, Ruben's little cock to jumped. He saw a pearl of pre-cum hanging at the tip a few inches from his nose, Jonathan's face, watching, his eyes glittering. Jonathan kept Ruben there, "Stand up and turn around baby." Again Ruben stood in front of him, his feet apart, hands behind his back, shivering. "Play with yourself, baby." Hesitating, suddenly Ruben the order hit his brains. He realized what Jonathan meant, he took his hard cock and started to jack off. Flushing with humiliation, obeying Jonathan's gentle but firm order, "Now finger fuck yourself at the same, like you do at home." Ruben sucked on a finger of his free hand, pushed it into his tight ass hole and slowly pushed his finger in and out. How had Jonathan knew, guessed, this was how he pleasured himself every day? He didn't tell him that, did he?! "Be careful, I don't want you boy load yet, baby." Jonathan knelt down and took the boy's jacking hand away. He took Ruben's rigid cock in his hand and stroked it slowly, withdrawing the foreskin fully and nearly painfully. Ruben groaned, spread his legs wider, Jonathan looked up at him and his eyes were closed. Ruben had a desperate look of lust and pleasure on his handsome face. Ruben groaned louder but didn't resist. In his hand Ruben felt his cock throbbing and realized that he was close to coming. Ruben pushed his finger deeper into his wet hole and suddenly he convulsed and shot a couple of watery spurts of pre-cum. Wow! Ruben knew he couldn't hold back much longer. Jonathan knew it too and smiled. "Go on baby, let it go. Shoot your load into my hand." "NOW!" Gasping and panting and sweating and moaning like an eager puppy, Ruben shoot his load into Jonathan's hand. Yelling out a loud scream of orgasmic triumph, "Yes!" Spurt after spurt after spurt hit his master's hand. Jonathan's cupped hand was full of his still watery boy cum. Ruben slowly collapsed to his knees. Jonathan whispered, "Feel better now, baby?" "Yes, very much, thank you sir!" Ruben replied trembling. With his free hand Jonathan ruffled his blonde curly hair like he was his little puppy and pulled his face into his crotch again. Jonathan's solid erection pressed into Ruben's face through the cotton of his jock and Ruben chewed down on it. Releasing his boy, Jonathan stood back and presented his hand filled with the boy's own cum to his face. Ruben looked up at him with wide blue eyes, begging. Jonathan just nodded his head, "Take your load baby!" Ruben slurped up his own watery white sperm greedily with his tongue. Before Ruben could finish, Jonathan took firm hold of his blonde hair, pulled his head back and wiped the rest of his cum over his face. Ruben knelt there, the boy was totally spent. He was a little obedient boy now, degraded and used by his Master and teacher Jonathan, "Thank you, sir!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Comments and suggestions are very welcome at: bchaim@hotmail.com ------------------------------------------------------------------------------