Date: Sun, 11 May 2008 21:15:30 -0400 From: gary n Subject: The Magic Night; a story of teen adult part 1 of 1 To my special friend If this bothers you, don't read it The Magic Night Note: This is a story that tries to bring out a young teens feelings, fears, and desires. It is totally fiction, but some of the feelings have been expressed by a special friend of mine to whom this is dedicated. Hello, my name is Adam, I am thirteen, five foot three inches, one hundred fifteen pounds, blonde hair, pale blue eyes. I am smooth except for a small scattering of hair at the base of my penis, which is darker then the hair on my head, oh yes I am able to ejaculate. I am in the honor program at school, and I think I scare my parents, because I am so smart. I enjoy sports, and I am an average player in most; however I am a terrible basketball player. I have had strange feelings for quite some time. I sometimes lay on my bed, and I try to figure out, if I am gay, bi, or just terminally confused. I know at thirteen I am supposed to be confused and uncertain, but feeling and reading it in a book are two different things. I have had one brief encounter, when I was twelve, where a friend and I touched and briefly tasted each other's penises. At the time neither one of had an orgasm, and we both never spoke of it to each other again; however I have masturbated often while remembering. I don't feel very comfortable talking to anyone I know. How does one tell his Dad that he thinks he is gay, when Dad is well Dad. My friends may turn against me, and I could become a target of the school apes(common called bullies). I was just playing on my computer one evening, when I came across a chat site called mIRC. It was an awesome site, as opposed to Yahoo, MSN, and AOL. There were no controls, so I went to the channel list and typed "gay". The list was miles long, and I checked out many rooms. A guy told me about the Undernet and a room called gaydads4sons. I went I and just watched the main room for the first few times I entered. I finally changed my nick from Adam to Adam13, and when I entered the room I typed "!son". The sysop put the + in front of my name. I was overwhelmed with instant messages, most started with hi and went on to try and get me to cyber, role play, or move to some far distant place, and become someone's sex toy. I had just decided to exit, when a new window popped of from Dean. Dean, "Hi" Adam13, "Hi" Dean, "I am from florida u" Mmmm Adam13 "same" Dean "great so what do u enjoy" Adam13 "13 m 5'3 115" Dean "no what do u enjoy not what do u look like" Adam13 "Oh I like reading swimming computers jogging school" Dean "so what is an intelligent young teen like u doing on this site" Adam13 "well I am looking for answers to some questions" Dean "mm well a mom and a dad decide they want a baby, so they call 1800kids4us and the stork takes their order, but because he is using outdated software it take 9 months to deliver." Adam13 "lol not that question" Dean "ok ask I may or may not have an answer" Adam13 "how old r u" Dean "40" Adam13 "and u like teen boys" Dean "yes" Adam13 "to chat with or for sex" Dean "yes" Adam13 "lol ok trick question. U have been with teens" Dean "yes but it was not just sex" Adam13 "I don't understand" Dean "I prefer a relationship feeling and caring, not just sex" We chatted until it was almost time to get up, we discussed sexual acts, what I was curious about, and how it felt. He told me about his being introduced to sex by a neighbor who molested him to start, but it developed into a relationship. I allowed him to add me to his Yahoo messenger, and I went to bed. I could hardly stay awake the next day in school, but I opened my Yahoo, as soon as I got in my room. The Dean943 smiley face was gray. I did my homework, and the Dean943 smiley face was gray. I did my chores, set the table, ate my dinner, and loaded the dishwasher. I returned to my room, and the Dean943 smiley face was YELLOW. I clicked on it, and I watched as the chat box opened. Adamjr "Hi" Dean943 "Hi Adam" Adamjr "I hoped u would b on today" Dean943 "Well here I am" Adamjr "Last night when we were chatting you said it was not unusual for a teen to want to be with an older guy?" Dean943 "yes I said that, and I also said that it was illegal for that to happen" Adamjr "I would really like to know what it feels like to do those things we were talking about" Dean943 "adam u need to find someone ur age" Adamjr "I know but I don't think they would be like someone who has experience" Dean943 "u need to be careful adam u could get hurt" We chatted for a while longer, then I went to bed. Over the next few weeks, we chatted almost daily. Sometimes we would, make up scenes where we meet and I get to discover what real gay sex is like. He told me, if we were to ever meet I had to do some things to show I wasn't a policeman. First, I had to take a series of pics in the bathroom mirror. The series would show me undressing, until I was nude. Second, I had to talk to him on the telephone. I was unwilling to do this, but I finally changed my mind. I got home from school, and I took the digital camera from my Mom's room. I went into the bathroom in my parent's room, and I locked the door. I took the first one of me dressed, the second with my polo shirts off, the third my pants off, the fourth my tee shirt off, and the fifth one me naked. I had an erection from taking the pictures, so I masturbated in the bathroom, before I got dressed. I took the camera into my room, attached the cable, and downloaded the pictures. I sent them to Dean. TO: Dean943@xxx.com From: Adamjr@xxx.com Subject: pictures and phone Attached: 5 jpg files Dean here are the pictures. Please remember you promised not to share them. My cell number is 555-555-5555 Adam I sent the email, and I waited for Dean to come online. He was later then normal. Dean943 "Hi" Adamjr "Hi" Dean943 "I got ur pics very nice" Adamjr "ty u wont share right" Dean943 "right can I call" Adamjr "yes" My cell rang, the number was blocked. It was Dean, and we talked for a long time. We made plans for Friday night. I was excited and scared at the same time. I didn't know, if I was going to go through this, but there was a big part of me that wanted to. I got home from school Friday, and I went to my room. I went through every piece of clothing I owned. I couldn't decide what I should wear, if I decided to go through with the meeting. I eat my supper, picking at my food and not really tasting anything. I couldn't find anything on to watch on T.V., I couldn't find anything to read, and I didn't feel like surfing the net. I heard my parents go into their room, I went into the bathroom I used, and I showered. I took care to clean but not over excite my penis. I wrapped the towel around my waist, and I returned to my room. I put on my tightest pair of Joe Boxer boxer briefs, my Reebok ankle socks, my old sleeveless tee, my red soccer shorts, and my Miami Heat shirt. I laid on my bed, and I waited for my cell to ring. It finally went off at 12:30. I gave Dean directions, and I slipped out of my window. I walked to the front of the gated complex where we lived, and I waited for the guard to look away. I slipped out of the gate, and I went to the corner by the 7/11. The red Explorer pulled into the parking lot, and a man who matched the description Dean gave me got out. Dean was 5'11 195 brown hazel eyes. He went into the store, and I got into the passenger side and locked the door. He came out of the store, and he got in the driver's side. "I got the room," said Dean, "but you don't have to do this, if you don't want to." "Please, Dean its taken all day for me to decide to, and I really want to do the things we talked about," I said. He drove back to the small motel located off the interstate, and he parked in front of one of the rooms in the back. He got out of the truck. I sat for a moment, building up my courage, then I got out and walked in to the room, and I closed the door behind me. Dean was waiting for me. "Are you sure want to do this Adam?" "Yes," I answered, trying to keep my voice steady. Dean leaned down, and he kissed my lips softly. I kissed him back, and he put his hands on my face. "You are so awesome, Adam," he whispered, "I can't believe I'm here with you." He kissed my forehead, and he explored my face with his lips. I let him guide me to the bed, and he laid me on my back. He continued to kiss my face and neck. I felt my penis respond to his gentle loving kisses. I felt his hand, as he traced my chest through my shirt. "Are you ready for me to undress you Adam," he asked? I nodded my head, the sensations rushing through me, as he caressed my body. He slipped his hand inside my shirt, and he felt my nipples through my thin wife beater. He pulled the bottom of my jersey up and over my head. I felt, by letting him remove that first piece of clothing, that I had passed the point of no return. My sneakers and socks soon joined my jersey on the floor. Dean's hands felt my legs, and he went up inside the legs. He almost reached the junction of my legs, before he slid them out. He was kneeling besides me, his hands sliding over my hips, and following the waist of my soccer shorts. He untied the drawstring and pulled the waist loose. I watched, as my shorts slid down off my legs, this left me in just my tight tee and boxers. My penis was straining against the confines of my boxer briefs. Dean paused undressing my long enough to allow him to quickly strip off his clothes. I couldn't help but to stare at his six inch cut penis as it stood before me. Dean laid next to me, and he felt all over the front of my body. "Are you ready to join me being naked, Adam?" He surprised me, and he slipped my boxers briefs off my hips and from my legs. This left me in just my tight sleeveless tee. He bent, and he nipped my nipples through the thin material of my tee. His other hand fondling my penis and testacies. I allowed him to sit me up, and he slid off my tee. I was now totally nude. He explored me with hands, lips, and tongue. I moaned as he sucked in my balls. He swirled them in his mouth, and he opened my legs, so he could play with my bottom. Dean was busy between my legs, and he was laying so his privates were by my face. I reached out, and I felt his penis. I rubbed it and felt his thick pubic hair. He stopped his actions between my legs, and he looked up at me. "You like playing with my cock," he asked, "Adam?" "Would you like to suck me?" "Yes, please Dean let me." "Ask nice" "Please, let me" "Let you what?" "Suck it" "Suck what?" "Your penis" "It is my cock" "May I suck your cock?" "Yes" Dean guided me, as I sucked his cock. He went back to licking me between my legs. His cock was like a hot tube with a mind of it's own. I did everything I thought of and read about. I could feel Dean's mouth on my cock, as I sucked him. It was so awesome. I felt Dean's hand, as he explored the crack between my buttocks. The added sensation of him tickling around my anus drove me over the edge. I felt the tightening in my groin, and my testes pulled tight to my body, and I ejaculated a great amount of sperm. I felt Dean's penis swell, he arched his back, causing his penis to sink deeper I my throat, and I felt the hot rush as he reached climax and ejaculated in my mouth. We laid on the bed next to each other. Dean turn to face me, his hand slowly stroking along my legs. He bent and kissed me deeply, with his tongue probing in my mouth. I returned his kiss, and soon we kissing each other with great passion. Dean's hands were all over me, as we were locked together at the lips. I could taste the remains of my sperm, as we kissed, and his caresses were making me hard again. He opened my legs, and he felt the spot under my testes before the divide of my cheeks. "Sweet, sweet Adam," he said soft and lusty, "are you happy now. You have had a gay sexual experience. I feel so honored, that you choose me to share it with you." "Dean please, we have to go on. I want to everything like we did online. I want you to do the intercourse thing with me." "Adam this isn't an online make believe scene, and as much as I would to make love to you, I am not sure you are ready." I felt like crying. "Dean, I want this so bad. I practiced at home with candles and things. Please." Dean looked down at my face, and he kissed the drops forming under my eyes. He worked down my body with his lips, until he was kissing around my privates. He licked around my scrotum, and he spread my legs wide open. He moved, so he was between my legs, and he pushed my knees up, until they were resting on my shoulders. My anus was exposed, and he started to lick it. I felt such intense desire, as he licked my most private of spots. His tongue licked all around my opening, and then it slid into my anus. His tongue pushed deep inside me, after he tongued inside me for a long while, he replaced his tongue with a finger. His probing inside my rectum allowed him to find my prostrate. The first touch of Dean's finger to that sensitive spot deep inside me, caused the release of all the repressed passion and desire. I moaned in delight, as this man, I met on the internet, stretched the opening in my boyhood. This wasn't some experiment on what it feels like to have sex. This was real live, incredibly passionate, totally consuming, raw sex. I knew, this is what I wanted. Suddenly, things went from going to fast, to going to slow. "Dean, Dean please put it in," I moaned, "I want it now Dean, oh please!" He smiled at me, and he tool a tube of jelly from the night stand. He put a glob on my exposed hole, and he lubed his cock (it is a cock, when it going inside you). I watched, as he lined his beautiful cock against my hole. "Okay, Adam, now remember push out a little, just like you were going to poop," he told me. I did what he told me, and I felt the head of his cock slip in me. I know he was going to continue to push into me, until his cock was all in my hole. I started to cry out, as his wonderful cock entered me, and I grabbed a pillow to muffle the noise. Dean stopped his entry, and I tossed the pillow aside. "No don't stop Dean, please just like online. Go in all the way." He slid in the last few inches, and he waited for me to adjust to him being inside me. "Adam you are so tight, are you ok?" I nodded to him, and he kissed me on my lips, then tonguing deep in my mouth. He pulled his cock back, until just the tip stayed in me, and slid back in. He slowly pumped in me, always using his whole cock. This was nothing like playing with a hard lifeless candle. I was being fucked by a real live wonderful cock. I watched, as he pulled back exposing the shaft of my love tool, and then he buried it in me again. I never anticipated how sensual it would be to see his cock, as he pumped in my ass. He slowly built up speed, and he was using more power. Each stroke rubbed my love spot, and my cock was so hard. I reached for my dick, and he grabbed my hand away. He pushed my arms back over my head, and this cause him to push my ass higher, and it made it so he was pushing against that spot inside harder. Suddenly he pulled out, and he flipped me on my belly. He lifted my ass, so I was kneeling, and he went back inside me. I started to push back against him, as he pushed deep in me. He started to moan and pant, as we were lost in a moment that words could never relate. I always thought, that the line in all those stories about feeling a lover cock swell inside, as he was on the threshold of climax, was just a poetic phrase. Nothing could be farther from the truth. I think, he doubled in size, just before he shot his load of sperm inside my cavity. The feeling of his cum in me, caused me to shoot all over the bed. We lay forever on our sides, with him still inside me. I was almost sleeping, with his strong arms around me. My head just reaching his cheek. He was soft caressing my stomach, just like someone comforting a sleepy child. He planted tender kisses on my face. I was so content, as I lay safe in his arms. I could feel him soften inside me. He was whispering sweet little things in my ear. I stirred against him, and I fell into a deep sleep. I felt him shake me gently, and call my name aloud. He told it was time to get ready to go home. I allowed him to steer me to the shower, and he helped me in the tub. We washed the traces of our love off, and he check me to ensure that he didn't hurt me. My anus was a little tender, but I felt so good. We dried off, and Dean stopped me, when I started to dry his back. "Sweet, sweet Adam, we don't have the time to start," he said, and he gave a kiss on the cheek and a swat on the cheek. We got dressed, and after a search of the room to find my missing sock, we left the room where I found passion. I watched the road, as we headed back towards my home in the early morning hour. We briefly kissed, and I got out of his truck. I stood, and watched until I could no longer see it. I got back in through the gate, and I went to my house. I had no trouble slipping back inside through the window, and I stripped down to my boxers. I climbed into bed, and fell into a deep dreamless sleep.