Date: Mon, 28 Mar 2011 18:19:31 +0800 From: Ben Ng Subject: Meeting Jimmy Part 1 This is a fictional story describing sexual acts between adult and youth. If this offends you, read no further. If you like it, let me know at ng.ben9@gmail.com More stories on my Google Group, http://groups.google.com/group/bens-sexual-adventures All rights reserved. Do not repost or redistribute in any way. Meeting Jimmy Part 1 I like to jog in the evening, feeling the cool air on my hair and face. I like the evening breeze on my body. I know most people like to do it in the morning, but I'm a night person. I like to sleep late and I feel alive at night. Resting a little after dinner, my nightly routine is to jog from my house to the nearby park, go around it and come back in an hour or so. Oh, I forgot to mention, if I feel like it and nobody was around, I like to get behind the bush and jerk off. Yeah, I'm a pervert; I like to do it in public. I like to hide behind trees and bushes and look out, making sure nobody was around, I would then push my running shorts aside and take my seven inch cock out to take a breath of the evening air. I love the feeling of breeze on my cock and balls. It feels so free and wild. I always go jogging bare-chested with skimpy running shorts. I almost feel naked already. This night was no different. I started jogging into the park on my usual route. Usually by this time, around ten or eleven in the evening, very few people would be there, if any. I was about to go around as I usually do to make sure no one was there. I was feeling extra horny that day because of some hot guy I saw while I was in the train after I got off work earlier. I wanted to jerk off badly and I wanted to do it in the park. However, as I started going around the corner, I noticed a guy sitting on a bench, with his head in his hands. He looked troubled. Usually I don't pay attention to the people there, but there was something about him that attracted my attention. He had somewhat long brown hair, covering his face. He was not wearing any shirt, and I could see his defined muscles on his body. He was definitely into sports or body building. He was wearing basketball shorts with matching black and red basketball shoes. He looked just like the neighborhood kids who play basketball here in the afternoon. Only, the courts were closed and nobody else was around, so why is he here half naked and in his basketball attire? My curiosity got the better of me and I slowly jogged to where he was and paused. "Hey, are you ok, kid?" He looked up from where he was, confused. I was immediately captivated by his handsome face. He had a youthful face with freckles everywhere, deep brown eyes that looked watery. His face looked so lost and helpless. I suddenly felt the urge to just reach out and hold him, to make him feel better, only I don't even know him. He studied my face a few seconds, not knowing how to respond to a stranger's question. "You look down. Something wrong?" "Yeah... but... nothing." He clearly wasn't comfortable talking about his life with a stranger. I sat down beside him on the bench. He briefly looked over at my naked chest and down to my running shorts. Then he looked down again. "It's kind of odd that you are here at this time of the night, half naked." "Yeah? Aren't you half naked too?" He looked over at me and chuckled. His brief smile was charming and mischievous, but then quickly his sad look returned. "Yeah, but I'm jogging. You are in your basketball shorts, but no one plays basketball at this hour." "I'm not here to play basketball." He mumbled. His voice trailed off. Clearly there was more but he wasn't sure how to say it. "So why are you here?" "Why do you care? I don't know you." He suddenly looked at me suspiciously. I smiled. "I usually come here to jog and, um, jerk off if no one is here, but today you are here so I can't." From the way he looked at my bare chest and then my shorts, I'm guessing he's interested. He shifted uncomfortably. "You jerk off here? In the park?" He looked around as if to see if anyone else was here and to check out where I jerk off. "Yeah, I usually like to get behind that tree over there. There's a bush too so it's protected." I pointed over to my usual jerk off spot. "Dude, are you like, a pervert or something?" He was looking at me weirdly now. He was even moving slightly away from me, as if I was going to molest him. I laughed. "I just like to jerk off in public and feel the evening breeze on my cock. It feels good. You should try it." I winked at him and briefly looked down his shorts. I could see a tent starting to rise. He squirmed and tried to hide his bulge with his hands. I smiled. "Looks like junior is interested." He blushed and covered himself even more. "Look, all guys jerk off, it's no big deal." I stood up. I didn't want him to be embarrassed so I thought I would give him some space. "I'm going to jog around the park and then I'm going to jerk off at that spot I just showed you. You are welcomed to join me if you want, but hey, that's up to you." With that, I started jogging as if nothing happened. I didn't look back. It took me about fifteen minutes to go around the park. When I came back to the same spot, I saw him in the exact place where he was. He didn't leave but he wasn't at my jerk off spot either. I wonder if he's interested. I walked up to him. "So, you are still here? You want to join me?" "No, I'll be here. Have fun!" And he gave me a crooked smile. What was that about? I went over to my favorite spot in the park. It was secluded and well covered. Even if someone walks by, if I keep quiet chances are no one would notice. I stood behind the tree and looked around. No one, as usual. Then I turned around to face the tree where I usually shoot my load on. To my surprise, there was a big, white, creamy load splashed all around that tree trunk. My cock was so hard in an instant. I looked back at the bench where that kid sat. I couldn't see him clearly because of all the trees and bushes in between, but I could tell he was still there. Damn, that kid must have come over and jerk off while I was jogging! And I missed that hot show! He intentionally left his load here for me to see! How hot was that! I looked at the cum on the tree. It was a lot. It was still dripping down, so I know it's recent. I took a bit of it on my finger and put it up to my nose. It has a strong smell, a masculine, young cum smell. I put it in my mouth to taste it. It was thick and salty, a little sweet. Damn, that got me so horny. And from the amount of it all over the tree trunk, this boy can shoot. I looked down and found more cum on the grass. There were a few drops leading to where I stood. He must have stood at this exact same spot five minutes ago! I was so horny and I jerked off so quickly that I shot my load on the tree in less than two minutes. I moaned loudly. I knew no one else was in the park. I wanted the hot boy to hear me moan. I looked at the tree, my cum and his mixing together, slowing dripping down. I took a swipe at it and licked up both of our cum. Tasty. I took one mental picture of the hot cum scene, pulled my shorts back and slowly walked out of the bush. That kid was still there. Good. I walked over and weakly said, "Hey!" He gave me that crooked smile again. "Hey! Enjoyed yourself?" "Yeah, a lot! Especially after seeing your huge load on the tree!" I winked. "Yeah, I haven't jerked off in three days!" He was grabbing his crotch now. "I bet there's more where it came from!" "May be!" He looked up at me, studying my face again. "Are you up for more fun?" I looked at him and casually grabbed my crotch. He looked down at my bulge, my cock still half hard from cumming just a minute ago. "I don't know... I never tried anything with anyone." He looked down and that sad look appeared on his face again. "Hey, you look sad. What's up, man?" I once again sat down next to him. He looked at me for a moment and then said, "I got kicked out." "For being gay?" He looked at me shocked, as if surprised I guessed it right. "How do you know?" "The way you looked at my chest and crotch earlier." "It's that obvious, huh." He was trailing off, more like talking to himself. "Look, I have this gaydar. I've been at it for a long time, kid." "You... when did you first notice you were gay?" "Twelve, since my puberty. My first wet dream was a guy." He suddenly looked up at me. "Me too!" There was some kind of connection established right at that moment. "Are you like, fifteen or sixteen?" "Sixteen." "So you have known it since twelve too? And you've been hiding it since then?" "Yeah. I don't know how to tell anyone, especially my parents." "So how did they find out?" "My dad found me jerking off to gay porn on my computer and he was so pissed. I was only in my basketball shorts and he threw me out just like that!" "Aw... that sucks! So you didn't finish your jerk and you came out here still horny?" He chuckled. "Getting thrown out really takes your mind off sex!" "Until you met me, huh?" "After you told me you jerk off over there, I got so hard. I remember I haven't cum yet so I went to your spot to finish off." "And you hung around to see my reaction when I saw your load." "Yeah, kinky, huh? But it's not like I have anywhere to go." "So what are you going to do? Sleep here?" I looked around the park. It's cold here at night and certainly not a good place to spend the night, especially when he's half naked. "I don't know." He once again buried his head in his hands. "I don't even have my wallet or my phone so I can't call anyone!" "You think your dad would let you in if you go back?" "You don't know how mad he looked when he threw me out! He said he wouldn't have a son who's gay!" "Oh, that sucks, but I guess you are lucky too. Come home with me." I stood up and signaled him to follow me. "What? I... I don't even know you!" "Hi, I'm Ben. You are?" I extended my hand to him. He stared at me for a second and took it. "Jimmy, I'm Jimmy." He was mumbling again. "Ok. We know each other now. Let's go!" "Wait! I... really... I don't know!" "You'd rather sleep out here?" I looked around the park and he followed my gaze around. It wasn't much of a choice. "Ok. I'll come with you, but..." "I won't do anything that you don't want, kid." I knew what he was worried about, that I'm a predator and I'll rape him or something. He was still not entirely convinced. He didn't know if he could trust me, I could understand. "Look, I could have pushed further just now, but I left you alone and gave you a choice to join me, right? I don't like to make people do things they don't want." I was looking straight at him, trying to be as sincere as possible. He studied my face for a moment, finally convinced. "Ok, Ben. Where do you live?" "Just two blocks from here. Let's go!" I started slowly jogging back to my place. I let him follow me so that if he changed his mind he could walk away anytime. He followed and quickly caught up to me. "Hey Ben, do you... live alone?" "Yeah." "Do you... have a partner?" "Not right now." "Ok. So you think... I can stay with you for a couple of days? Like... until I find another place?" "Sure, as long as you don't make a mess or steal anything." "I won't, I promise!" He looked anxious. Just a moment ago he was thinking if he should come with me and now he's asking to stay longer, and he's already afraid I'll kick him out. I thought about how lucky I am that I picked up a hot sixteen year old closeted gay, who is most probably a virgin. If this kid is a good kid, which I have a feeling he is, then we are going to have so much fun. I thought about rolling around in bed with him and a smile appeared on my face. But, he was shy to jerk off together, so he has a long way to go. We'll see.