Date: Wed, 6 Apr 2011 21:05:42 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: Meeting Jimmy Part 9

This is a fictional story describing sexual acts between adult
and youth. If this offends you, read no further. If you like
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Meeting Jimmy Part 9

I jumped him and pinned him down. I grabbed his hands and held
them above his head, then I leaned down and whispered in his
ear, "I'm going to fuck your virgin ass so hard you won't know
what hit you!"

He wasn't struggling at all, but he was already breathing
hard. His eyes were full of lust and longing. He wanted it as
much as I did, but he had to tease me and drag it until the
last minute. He is going to suffer for that. I kissed him hard
on his lips and forced my tongue into his mouth. He had a
surprise expression on his face, but he didn't resist. I
kissed him deeply and tongue wrestled with him for a long
time, then I came up and started licking his entire body. He
was squirming so much, but I didn't relent. I mercilessly
tickled his nipples with my tongue. I knew his nipples were
very sensitive, but I kept at it. There was agony on his face,
but again he let me. When he looked at me, I could tell he was
letting me do anything to him, because it was full of love. He
loved every second of it, and he loved me.

I bent down and took his cock in my mouth. He was surprised
because he thought I was just going to fuck him. Boy was he
wrong. I was going to tease him and edge him so many times
he's going to beg me to finish him off, but I wouldn't listen.
I sucked him hard a few times then came back up. He had a
disappointed look on his face, which was exactly what I
wanted. I moved down and licked his hole. He was moaning and
squirming even more. I pinned his legs down with my hands then
gave him a tongue bath. I kept probing his virgin hole with my
tongue. It was so sensitive he thrashed around, sweating like
a pig. I probed him hard, causing his back to arc, his entire
mid-section raised in the air. He was bucking like a mustang.
I made it all wet and then I inserted a finger into him. His
ass clamped down tight on it. I kept wiggling it in and he
squirmed even more.

Finally, my finger was all the way in and he already looked
like he just came. He was all sweaty and panting, but he was
no way near cumming. I wouldn't let it. I pulled my finger out
and inserted another one. His tight hole gripped it like mad.
How tight would it feel when my cock enters him later? I
thought to myself. I grabbed the bottle of lube and lubed him
up. It's time for penetration. His hole wasn't quite ready
yet, but I couldn't wait. He has teased me so much he's going
to suffer the consequences.

I put my cock head against his hole and looked at him. In his
lust-filled state, all he could do was nod. I pushed in and he
winced. I pushed harder and he yelled. I put my hand on his
mouth to keep him quiet. I kept pushing in slowly, inch by
inch. His face was full of agony.

"Don't worry, Jimmy boy, it will be over very soon. The pain
would be gone and you would enjoy it, and you would start
begging me for more. Just you see."

I pushed further and he closed his eyes and tilted his head
back. I wanted to be mean so my right hand reached up and
twisted his nipples, making him yelp. My left hand was still
on his mouth. His eyes told me he was both loving it and
hating it. I grinned.

I kept pushing further and further into his hole. The hot and
tight sensation was unbelievable. I wanted to fuck him raw,
but it was not the time. Slowly and steadily, I entered him
inch by inch until I was fully in, my pubes touching his. He
let out a sigh and relaxed a little.

"It's just the beginning, Jimmy boy. I haven't even started
fucking you for real."

I gave him a few seconds to catch his breath and I released my
hand on his mouth. He took a few deep breaths. Then without
warning, I started thrusting in him hard. He was yelling
again. But now I couldn't bother to silence him. I was too
busy with fucking him myself. I pulled all the way out then
slammed into him again and again. Sometimes I gave short quick
strokes, jabbing his prostate. Then I returned to long, slow
strokes. Then I'd grind him and move in circles. I kept using
different strokes; he never could guess what I'd do next. Just
when he got used to a certain stroke I'll switch it up. When
he wanted to jerk himself, I slapped his hand away.

"I'm making the rules tonight. You will cum when I let you
cum."

I wanted to fuck him forever. I wanted this to last the whole
freaking night. I wanted to torture him and make him beg for
more, or beg me to finish him off. I wanted to grind his body
to the ground. Not only did I not let him cum, I was edging
myself too. Several times when I felt my cum rising, I just
held it in him. He took a few deep breaths, but he dared not
let his guard down because he didn't know when I'd suddenly
thrust hard again. When I felt my cum subsided, I started
again. I have no idea how long we fucked that night, but it
was a long time. At the end of it, he begged me to let him
cum. I have pinned both of his hands down with mine since he
kept wanting to touch his cock. By now, his cock was
throbbing, waiting for release. It was deep red in color and
angry looking. He must be so close to popping.

I wanted to cum with him. I made sure I was close then started
pumping him while I slammed hard into him. He was screaming
now, which was music to my ears. I watched him spew a
spectacular load all over himself. It was literally all over
his face, chest, stomach, his hair, even the headboard. I
think he just shot his biggest load yet. Meanwhile, his ass
gripped me so hard. I shot again and again in his ass while I
banged him as hard as I could. I kept fucking him until I was
empty and exhausted. I enjoyed the sensation of his hot ass
for one last time then I pulled out. I bent down and took his
softening cock in my mouth, sucking every drop out of him. He
was whimpering by now. I then licked his entire body clean,
getting every drop of cum in my mouth. He looked like he just
had a heart attack.

I lay down next to him and whispered in his ear, "There, you
are all mine, Jimmy boy."

He was panting like crazy and his face still looked like he
was in pain. He did not respond. He didn't need to. I was
satisfied. I knew he enjoyed it too. I drifted to sleep
spooning him, holding him close to me.

The next morning he woke up before me. He was all dressed up.
"Ben, I'm leaving. Thanks for taking me in."

I was still groggy and I tried to process what he just said.
"What? You just let me fuck you last night, which means you
are staying, right?"

"No, I only let you fuck me because I promised I would."

"Stop kidding yourself! You enjoyed it as much as I did last
night!"

"I wanted to see how you'd fuck me, after waiting for a
month!"

"And did I fuck you good, Jimmy boy?"

"Oh yeah, that was one hell of a fuck. Even crazier than me."

"So why are you leaving?"

"My dad let me move back in a week ago. I only stayed because
I wanted to fuck you more and wanted to see how you'd fuck
me."

"And now that I fucked you, you are going to leave?"

"Yeah, I've experienced every sex act now, thanks to you."

"Don't you want more?"

"I think I'll try doing it with someone my own age, thanks."

I was pissed. I felt I was played, manipulated, but no, I
wasn't. I would feel worse if he decided to leave last night
and not let me fuck him. Or would I? No, I'm pissed because he
led me to believe that he's staying, that I can fuck him every
day now, but he suddenly decided to leave. He gave me a taste
of heaven then took it away from me. I was suddenly so mad.

"I let you stay for a month. I gave you food and shelter. I
taught you about the stock market. I let you fuck me every
day. And now I fucked you once and you are gone?"

"What do you want? You want me to pay you back all the fucks?"

"To begin with, yes!"

"What else do you want? Spend the rest of your life with me?"

My face was red. Yes, I actually was hoping he would stay and
we become lovers. But he's only sixteen and that's unlikely. I
knew it from the start, but I also grew so attached to him I
lost my perspective. I've fallen in love with him but I was
too proud to tell him.

When he saw that I didn't respond, he added, "It's always a
choice, Ben. You taught me that. The deal was I could leave
anytime. I even gave you a bonus fuck so what the hell do you
want?"

That son of a bitch. "Fine. Pack your stuff and leave." I
waved him off.

"I already packed. I only stayed long enough to say goodbye.
Bye, Ben."

I didn't bother to say anything. He just left. I couldn't tell
you how depressed I was the next few days. I didn't want to
work; I didn't even want to get off my bed. I told my staff
that I was sick and needed rest. They could handle most
things, anyway. Jimmy beat me at my own game. I always thought
I had the upper hand, but I totally lost. I fell in love with
him and now he's gone. He's going to go back to his school and
find himself a sixteen year old boyfriend. And I am but a tiny
blob in his life, a footnote in his autobiography. I hated
myself for falling in love.