Date: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 21:55:47 -0700
From: garystratford@yahoo.com
Subject: My Fair Boy (part 2)

My Fair Boy
[Part 2 - Round two - extra time]

** I hope you liked how Greg and I hooked up and what a hottie is Greg.
Please let me know what you think (garystratford@yahoo.com).

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...I felt my balls tighten and pull up close and I slammed into his
upturned ass, fully sheathing my cock and firmly climbing onto my tip toes.
My cock let loose with several strong ropes of cum.

As the jets subsided I slowly fucked him as his ass milked my cock.  Soon
my cock went soft enough that it just plopped out of his ass, wetly pulling
free with a slight "slurp" sound.  I rolled off to the side and Greg put
his legs down and sighed.  "Wow! That was new."  he said.

*** - Part 2

I chuckled and as I caught my breath, smiled and nodded at Greg.  He smiled
back at me and asked, "What's so funny?" and giggled a bit.

I shook my head and said, "Well, my young stud.  You are certainly amazing
and that ass of yours was mighty tasty and tight.  Although I have never
heard that phrase come out of someone as young as you, especially after the
first time."

Greg slugged me in the shoulder as he half climbed onto me, hiking one leg
across my groin and mashing my wet, sloppy cock between his leg and my
lower belly.  He held his head up off my chest, smiled that killer smile
and said, "Well, it's true.  That was new.  Like I said before, nothing had
ever gone up that way, stuff used to only come out."  Then he blushed and
laid his head on my chest.

I slowly stroked his back and then inched down to his very moist, slightly
open and leaking, newly deflowered ass.  I felt around and ran a finger
across his asshole and he lifted his head a little and I could see him
wince a bit.  It did not surprise me that he was slightly tender.  The
first time typically leaves one a little sore even a strong boy like him.
Heck, even adults have been known to be rather sore and such after their
first time, so I couldn't blame him for wincing.

I stopped playing in his ass crack and asked him "Are you okay?"

He nodded and kind of wrinkled his lip like he was not totally sure.
"Well, I really liked it after you got in there and I was able to shoot off
again, but yeah, um, yeah, it hurt a bit."  That caused me to wince a
little and I was about to say sorry, but he continued.  "I liked it,
especially when your cock pushed against that prostate thingy."  He smiled.

I smiled back at him and nodded.  "Yeah, that special spot is what really
makes fucking so great."  I affirmed.

Greg looked up at me and bit his lip a little.  I looked back at him
quizzically, "What's the matter?"  I asked.

He took a deep breath and then responded.  "Well, my butt is a little sore
and it is really squishy down there.  Um, well, um, I am kinda worried
that, um, well, um.  Would you check it to see if I am bleeding?"

I nodded.  "I will take a look and see if there is a reason to be
concerned.  I don't think I tore you up, it is probably just the lotion and
my cum, but if you will lay down again and spread you cheeks I will inspect
you for any unusual damage back there."

Greg rolled off of me and over onto his belly, pulling his legs up under
himself hiking his butt in the air allowing me a wide spread view of his
newly deflowered ass.  The sight of his slightly dilated hole smeared with
cum and lotion made my cock lurch and I briefly thought about performing an
internal inspection as well, but tucked that thought away for the time
being.

I grabbed my t-shirt and wiped up the excess lotion and cum dribbling down
his thigh.  Greg hissed quietly as I dabbed around his hole.  I apologized,
but continued to clean up the mess in order to get a closer, clearer look
at my handiwork.  Sure enough, his asshole was a little puffy, the wrinkled
tissue swollen due to the invasion of my cock, but as I suspected he was
not torn and there was no blood.  I am sure he would be slightly bruised,
but that really cannot be helped.

"Well, my studly boy.  No tearing and no blood.  You are in as good a shape
as can be expected, given you were a virgin only 20 minutes or so ago."  I
stated.

He, wiggled his ass and replied, "that is good to know.  I was kind of
worried, but thanks for checking."

At that I leaned in and bit him gently on the right butt cheek.  It
elicited a quick chirping yelp.  "Hey!"  He yelped and got up on his knees
and faced me.

I smiled at him and he smiled back.  He leaned forward and I thought he was
going to kiss me when his phone rang.

My heart jumped into my throat and started beating very fast.  His eyes
went wide as he frantically launched off of the bed in search of the
ringing phone.  He pulled it free from his shirt pocket and answered it on
the fourth ring.

"Hi mom!"  he said, sort of breathless.  I looked around for my clothes,
thinking I might have to bolt.  He looked at me with wild wide eyes.

I listened to his side of the conversation.  I could here her voice, but
could not make out the words.

"No, just that I had to run to pick up my phone.  I left it on my chair
near the pen, but was out talking to someone at the end of the barn.  So, I
had to run quickly to get my phone."  He spurt out as a reply.

"Uh, huh."  he continued, "Uh, huh.  Sorry, I won't let it out of my sight
again."  He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, Mom.  I know."  He replied and paused listening to his mom.

"Yeah, sure.  A little bored, but I have found various things to do to not
stay bored."  He continued smiling and blushing and paused to listen to his
mom.

He sighed.  Sucked in a breath and let it out loudly.  "Mommm.  I
know. Okay?"

"Now?"  He answered.  "I was going to head out to the trailer, to clean up
and relax a little, you know for a change of scenery."  He chuckled and
paused again to listen.

"No.  I have not been leaving my steer for too long.  You, know without you
guys here now and with Sam not around the past few days I do get bored, but
the visitors are pretty nice as usual.  In fact I had a great conversation
earlier with a friendly guy who seemed very interested in learning about
the steer and what I did to raise him and such."  He stated, causing me to
raise my eyebrows in wonder and point at my chest gesturing as to whether
or not he was talking about me.  He nodded smiled and mouthed the word
"yes" while listening to his mom.

"Aw, mommm.  Here at the fair with all of the people around, I feel safe.
Geesh Mom, I am not a little kid anymore."  He paused as she responded.
Then continued when he could.  "I dunno, some guy from somewhere."  pause,
listen to mom, then continued, "Yes, mom I am sure he was just being nice
and all, he asked some great questions."

He paused as his mom continued talking, as I would later learn, reminded
him about being safe and all.  Then her tone and his tone changed a little.
"Hmm, un huh."  She continued.  He paused, then responded.  "Well, does
that mean you won't be back tonight?"  He questioned and looked at me with
a sort of amazed wonder type of look on his face.

I thought this day could not get any better.  I smiled and winked at my
fair boy, Greg.  I blew him a kiss and he nodded, smiled back at me and
gave me a silent fist bump.  It seemed possible I would be able to spend
some more time with Greg, enough for another fucking and definitely more if
he was up to it.

"Okay, mom.  I am sure I will be fine and no, you don't have to worry about
me and you don't have to have someone check on me.  I am 14 after all and
will be 15 in a few months, so I am capable of feeding and taking care of
myself."  He stated and paused listening.  "Yes, I am sure.  Seriously.
Mom, I will be fine and yes I will make sure the steer is taken care of
correctly and that I eat at least one decent meal."  He stated and paused
for her to respond.  "Come on Mom, I won't just eat junk food, I promise."

Wow, he was pleading his case very strongly and convincingly.  What a boy.
My fair boy was certainly able to defend himself verbally.

Apparently he had convinced his mom he would be okay left overnight.  His
dad must have interjected something because Greg quickly responded over the
phone, "See, mom, dad is right.  I am old enough to take care of myself."

A little more feedback from mom, probably some instructions and such.
"Mom, okay.  I will see you guys around noon tomorrow."  He paused to
listen.  "I love you too, mom.  See you tomorrow.  I gotta go, really.  I
need to take care of things."  He paused and nodded.  "Yes, love you, I
already said it, but will again.  I love you, bye."  He stated and ended
the call on his phone.

He stood there, naked, his very soft boy cock lay over his testicles which
had cooled slightly and pulled up tight against his groin.  His nice
muscled chest filled proudly and thrust forward in triumph, his wide
gorgeous smile beamed at me.  He tossed the phone onto the bed and looked
at me still smiling.

I smiled back at him.  He spoke first.  "Well, um..."  he paused and looked
perplexed just then and his face screwed up into a look of searching, like
he could not remember something.  It started to dawn on me that he did not
know my name.

I spoke first, softly.  "Um, well Greg it seems like we never were fully
introduced.  My name is Gary."  I stated.

He smiled and shook his head.  "Wow, Gary.  Um, yeah, you did not tell me
your name earlier.  Geesh, I feel like a damn slut for sure."  He
responded.

I laughed and was taken aback by his candor and understanding of the word
'slut' given his age and all.  "Well, no harm done, Greg.  We sort of got
along quickly and all that it mustn't have been too important.  You know me
now."  I said.

He beamed and said excitedly.  "Well, we have all day and night to, um, um,
explore and get to know each other better."

I nodded my head and replied.  "Oh, boy, that would be fantastic for sure,
Greg."  I paused and he must have remembered something because just as I
was going to speak again, he stated "I gotta take care of a few things
first.  Can't have the steer just hanging out unattended."  He said.

He looked down and remembered his nakedness.  He grabbed his boxers and
pulled them on and as he stood up he looked at me and asked, "Are you going
to stay here while I head back to my steer's pen and see to his needs?"

"Well, that depends on how long you are going to be gone."  I replied.

He looked at me with a quizzical look while he continued to dress.  "Well,"
he paused thoughtfully then continued, "I guess maybe an hour or hour and a
half.  I can't be gone too long or else someone might head out here to look
for me as we have to watch and take care of our animals."  He looked almost
panicked.  "Gary, I, um, I, well, I was hoping we could do more stuff
together."  He stated.

I nodded and agreed "Yes, Greg, I want to do more stuff as well."  I
paused.  "I was just curious because I might not feel too comfortable just
hanging out here by without you around in case someone knocks on the door.
I was also thinking of cleaning up and debating if I was going to go home
to do that or wait until later."  As I replied I had a very sexy thought.
"Although, it would be fun to shower with you if the shower in this trailer
is big enough for two?"  I asked.

Greg smiled even more and he replied.  "That sounds like fun.  I think we
can fit in there just fine."  He said as he started wriggling into his
jeans.

I licked my lips as I watched him dress.  I was getting even more excited
about the possibilities.  My fair boy was going to be available to me for a
few more hours and there were lots of things we could do together.

I decided I would use the time to go get a few things, like an enema or two
and some other things like lube and such to really get things as wild as
possible.  I watched as Greg put on the rest of his clothes, and noted that
his butt must have closed up sufficiently so that no more cum was leaking
out as there was no wet spot on his boxers or jeans.  He put on his shirt
and was heading towards the front door as I was dressing.  I whistled at
him and stopped and wriggled his butt.

Oh man, he was one sexy 14 year old stud that is for sure.  "Hey Greg," he
stopped looked back at me and I continued, "I was going out to get a few
things, but I will be back shortly."  He smiled and replied, "Okay."

"I will swing by where your steer is and check there first before heading
out to the trailer."  I said as I did not want to draw too much attention
in case there were any really nosey people.  I thought, seeing me with Greg
was more explainable than if I was just lurking around his family's trailer
by myself.

I finished dressing and followed Greg outside.  We walked together
chit-chatting.  He was the youngest of three boys, his closest older
brother was 17 and was working closer to home and the other two are twins
who are in college.  Finally we were at the Purple gate, we entered.  Greg
went towards the barns where his steer was being kept and I beelined
directly to the Blue Gate to retrieve my car so I could go do some
shopping.

End of Part 2.

What a willing hot stud – My Fair Boy.  He seemed to know what he
wanted.

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