Date: Thu, 10 Mar 2022 07:39:39 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: Meeting Chico for some fun

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I saw him across the mall. He was with a man. The boy looked to be around
13 years old and a touch grubby. The man looked like he would have been
in his 50s, and looked nothing like the boy, so he was definitely not his
father. I'd heard of places like this, and that's why I came here.
I think the man spotted me watching them first, nudging the boy to show
him that I was looking. The boy looked up and caught my eye, then gave me
a wave. I waved back. With this little exchange, he came over, walking up
to my table. He had the walk of confidence of a young teen, yet the man
in the background was watching his every step. The boy was pretty and
dark-haired, definitely one of the locals. He was dressed in rather
scruffy looking clothes, with a string around his pants and a string
around his neck holding a couple of keys. He looked like he might have
been a farm boy of sorts, his body lightly coloured with a tan, and he
had strong looking arms.

"Pay me." That was the first thing the boy said when he reached me,
standing opposite.

His voice was one of those which was no longer that of a young boy, but
one who had begun the road to becoming a man. He looked smooth, though,
with a neat patch of jet-black hair on his head. I was intrigued, but had
no idea how much a boy like this cost. I had travelled to this mall
specifically because I had heard there were people around like this,
willing to do... whatever. And it was exactly the "whatever" that I had
come here for. I'd never done anything like this myself, but after
spending years with my wife and family, I wanted to experiment. I fished
out my wallet and started counting out $20 bills, counting up to $100
before the boy placed his hand on top of it, signalling me to stop. The
boy took my money and stuffed it into his shorts then spoke again.

"Follow me."

My chair graunched as I got up a little too quickly for it, the wooden
legs protesting the sudden movement. I eagerly followed this young boy,
my dick stiffening. I had never been with a boy before, but had always
wanted to try it. His round ass was definitely something I was interested
into. I'd been with my wife for many years, loved her to bits, but she
could never know. As far as she was concerned, I was on a business trip.
This would be completely illegal in my country, but everyone knew there
were other places like this out there.

The boy led me behind some stores at the back of the mall and down a
number of dark, narrow corridors. We were away from the main public now.
Workers at the mall noticed our presence moving through the passages, but
it seemed like this kid wasn't too concerned about being seen. As each
worker noticed our passing, I could see in their eyes that they knew
exactly what was going on. Eventually, we came to some kind of storage
room. It was a square, four-walled room. It had no shelves, nothing
inside it whatsoever, and plenty of room to move. It squeaked and crashed
loudly as my new teenage friend closed the only door, and padlocked it
using one of the keys from around his neck.

"Undress me."

It didn't seem like he said much, but I'd never heard sweeter words
coming from a teen boy's mouth! I have a son similar in age to him back
home, but he would never ask me such a thing! The boy watched me intently
as I undressed him. I wondered if he could tell that this was my first
time doing something like this. My hands were shaking before I even
started as I knelt down and untied the bow strings that were holding up
his pants. Underneath, he was wearing pastel blue briefs, and had a
modest looking lump in the front. He wasn't hard yet, not like I was!

I decided to save removing his underwear till last, wanting to make the
most of unwrapping my new present. His upper clothes fell off his
shoulders easily, his caramel skin flawless and smooth. He looked back at
me with deep brown eyes of his. Yeah, he knew this was my first time. He
could probably smell it.

The shaking in my hands certainly hadn't stopped with him being down to
just his underwear. His almost nude brown body stood exposed before me,
just one item remaining on his lean body. I sort of wished he was already
hard inside his underwear, but I guess that was going to have to be my
job to change that. I peeled them down, finding much to my surprise, a
chastity belt encased around his teen cock and balls. He had a couple of
long strands of dark hair at the base of his penis, but otherwise his
penis was perfectly smooth. Being locked away in the cage, he would have
been barely able to touch himself. His plump brown balls were completely
untouchable, and his flaccid, uncut member lay dormant inside.

"Unlock me," The boy said, offering me the other key he had around his
neck.

His saying that certainly didn't help my trembling hands! Kneeling in
front of him, I had never touched a boy so intimately. My fingers grazed
his boyhood causing him to take a sharp breath above me. I searched for a
place to put the key, pushing his penis this way and that, before I
finally located a tiny padlock down between his legs.  I had to crook my
neck to look up right between his thighs, his body towering above me as I
undid the lock, the whole ensemble falling away. No sooner than I had the
contraption off, I heard him breathe a sigh of relief above me, blood
rushing to his immediately swelling genitals. He looked down at me and
gave me a timid smile for releasing his teenage meat, and I returned the
expression, knowing how big of a deal it must have been for a boy of his
age. I stood up, waiting for his next request.

"Kiss me. "

I looked at him for a moment. Honestly, the thought of kissing a boy was
somehow still alien to me. I'd come here for sex, not to make love. I
guess a boy had lips just like a woman though. The boy seemed to be in
charge, and after he repeated his request to kiss him, I decided to try
it out. He breathed in as our mouths met. His lips were soft and cool
against mine. Kissing a boy felt firmer than kissing a woman; there was a
strength to him that I had never felt before. He kissed me back hard, his
mouth opening, inviting me inside. It was one thing to kiss, but French
kissing? Let's give it a go. My tongue cautiously entered the boy's
mouth, tasting a boy for the first time. He was fresh and minty, with a
hint of what might have been his lunch at the mall. My hands roamed,
wanting to touch him, but he swatted me away each time. It seemed this
boy had a specific order he liked to do things in, to stay in control. I
was just a passenger on his ride.

My tongue rubbed against his; his moist mouth let me roam, tasting his
essence. When we finally did part, his eyes met mine once again, looking
a little glazed over. Glancing down, I could see his cock was now fully
hard, but he had barely placed a hand on himself since we began, and had
made clear that his penis was out of bounds for me to touch even now that
it was free.

"Fuck me." he said, turning his olive-coloured ass towards me. His back
was a touch muscular, and I suspected he must have a fairly rural life
outside of this more secretive one. His buns look well worked; his thighs
muscular.

"Can I lick your ass first?" I asked, hopefully.

He turned his head to face me. "Fuck me," he repeated.

I began to realise that the reason for his basic commands might have been
a lack of English. He could easily have just been taught these few
phrases to carry out his job. This time I demonstrated, repeating the
'lick' and pointing to his butt. I could see the wheels turning in his
head as he put together my mannerisms. Finally, and thankfully, he looked
at me with a peculiar expression, and then nodded in agreement.

"Lick me. " he finally replied, turning back to face the wall.

This is what I had really paid for. From the moment I set foot in this
country, my goal was to stick my tongue deep in a teenage boy's asshole.
I wanted to know what it tasted like. I had a crush on my son back home,
but here I could try it and there would be no consequences.

Getting behind him, I spread his ass cheeks, his creamy caramel skin
revealing a pinkish hairless hole. The stretched skin pulled out from a
singular hole, which looked damp and was a little musty. I leaned in,
tentatively licking his small orifice. The boy jerked but remained in
place. Leaning in again, I took a further lick before frenching his hole
this time instead of his mouth. The spicy aroma of boy ass hung over me,
as my tongue probed against his silky moist skin. I heard him mutter
something in a foreign language above me, as he braced himself against
the wall. I felt him stagger a couple of times as I drove my tongue hard
into his dark secret place. I soaked his hole with my spit by the time I
finished, to the point that I think there was more of his butt sweat in
my mouth than there was in his valley. He was breathing hard and saying
all sorts of exotic things. His cheeks tingled around my face as I tasted
every inch of him. The crisp smell of his puberty hung around me like a
cloud, as I sampled my first boy. With my tongue getting a little tired,
and his hole suitably drenched, I finally stood up to fulfil his next
request.

"Can I still fuck you?" I asked, his head still dipped from my oral
performance.

"Fuck me," the boy gasped.

I pressed the end of my cock against his hole. The thought crossed my
mind that I likely wasn't the first man to have penetrated this boy, but
at least the tongue bath might have been something to remember me by.
With my spit helping and his hole open, it didn't take much for my cock
to delve into his tight little shitter. Other men or not, his hole was
still tighter than any pussy I had ever had! I moaned with satisfaction
as I was able to bury all 7 inches of my cock into his warm ass with
ease, my balls bumping into his taint.

He hung his head and muttered a few words, and I gave him a moment to
adjust.

"You okay there, buddy?" I asked.

"Fuck me," He replied.

I'd never fucked a hole like it. It was tighter than anything I'd ever
had with a woman, but at the same time, easier to slide up and down into,
both physically and from his lack of complaints. His wet juices
slick, enabling my cock to happily plunge in and out of his ass. It was
amazing. It was like he knew when to tighten his ass, and when to relax
it again, I don't know how he did it. His ass gripped my cock constantly,
yet I could glide in and out of him so easily. The friction of my cock
against his ass walls.

"Oh fuck, " I groaned as I heard him purring in front of me. "Your ass
feels so good on my cock, kid. "

"Fuck me."

"Oh I am..you feel my big cock in your little hole? Feel that in there.
I'm going to dump such a huge load in you kid..oh god.."

"Uh..uh...Fuck me!"

I plunged my cock one last time, to the root. I could feel my balls
pressed up against his narrow taint as I plastered the walls of his
insides with my sperm. My balls contracted, squeezing every ounce into
him. My cock spent, I slipped it out, his hole closing the moment it was
free.

"Lock me." the boy said, my cum still swimming in his ass.

"But what about you?" I asked, pointing at his blatantly swollen balls.
His penis had deflated at some point, but his balls still looked as hot
as heavy as before, - if not bigger. "You haven't got to cum yet?"

"Lock me. " the boy said again with a smile.

It seemed such a shame. As a teen boy, he clearly needed some release,
but it seemed this was the rule. I carefully locked him back up, encasing
his young penis and balls back into their cage. It was certainly a tight
fit, his plump balls only just fitting back inside. With his boyhood
restricted once more, I helped pull his shorts back up and put his
clothes back on.

"Follow me, " the boy said, taking me back.

We wandered back through the corridors of the mall, back to where we
first met. The man he was with at the beginning, still sitting there when
we returned.

"So, did you have a good time with him?" He asked.

"Oh, um, yes. Quite the young man isn't he?"

"Glad you enjoyed him. " He turned to the boy, speaking his language for
a moment, they chatted between each other for a few moments, before the
man addressed me again. "He said you licked his asshole?"

"Yes. I asked him, and I did. Was that wrong? I've never done this sort
of thing."

"No, not wrong at all. Brave of you considering how many men have used
it. "

"Well, it was just something I wanted to try. "

"I see. You probably noticed Chico here is not allowed to cum? He says he
found it difficult not to cum while you licked his hole. "

"Oh haha, sorry Chico!"

"Don't be sorry. In fact, due to your little anal action, Chico would
like to know if you would like to spend the night with him. There is no
cost involved, and as it will be during his free time, and he will be
allowed to cum. Would you like that? "


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