Date: Tue, 25 Sep 2001 08:19:04 -0400
From: The Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Newspaper Boy #7

MY NEWSPAPER BOY !!

Chapter #7
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The usual WARNINGS as expressed in previous chapters remain in
place. It is expected you will exercise the proper restraints and
responsibility. Thank you.
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THIS IS A GAY FANTASTY INVOLVING TWO YOUNG MEN AND
IT DETAILS GRAPHIC HOMOSEXUAL EXPERIENCES. GO NO
FURTHER IF YOU OBJECT TO THIS MATERIAL.  ALL
CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL.
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We reached the restaurant without further incident...good I guess.
Parking the car in the lot, we walked to the entrance stopping in the
men's room before going in to repair any outward damage.  Grant
stepped to the urinal and whipped out a still half hard cock and released
a powerful stream of pent up urine.  He glanced over at me and said, "boy
that feels good, I thought I was going to piss in your mouth when I shot
my load".  I looked around quickly but fortunately no one was in the room
with us.   I stepped over and told Grant he needed to be careful before
making statements like that, he just grinned as he drained his cock,
lingering a bit as he milked it down and slipped it back in his slacks.

We left the men's room and entering the lobby of the restaurant, we could
see they were very busy, it was a Saturday evening after all.  A young girl
stepped over and asked me how many in my party and I told her two for
non-smoking please. I noticed her giving Grant the once over as she
wrote  this on her pad, Grant didn't see anything.  I was standing behind
Grant and did a quick go over of him. He stood there with his hands in
his pockets, broad shoulders, narrow waist and a perfect ass covered by
his tight fitting slacks that outlined his cheeks perfectly, I felt a twinge in
my groin and quickly took my eyes off of  him.  Grant turned and looking
at me, asked if I came here often, I told him not that much.  Grant was
talking but I was not really listening, I was caught up in the handsome young
young man standing in front of me.  His light brown unruly hair neatly trimmed, those
beautiful hazel eyes that were flashing with excitement, his well defined
broad chest dropping into that narrow waist and a slight but obvious
bulge on the right side of his zipper.  The only thing that ruined this
picture of absolute youthful perfection was those damned Nikes on his
feet, another mental note to change that.

The girl asked us to follow her and Grant took off with me in the rear.  I
wondered if he had ever been in an Outback Steak House before, he had
not.  As we walked to our  table, I noticed more then one head turn,
checking Grant out as he passed, I smiled to myself, feeling sorry for
them. No luck there boys, forget it.

We slid into a somewhat but not totally secluded booth and the young
lady handed us those huge menu's they are famous for.  I could not but help
noticing she again lingered for just a moment when she handed Grant his
menu, he smiled at her and said "thanks".  It looked like she would die
and I would bet there would be talk among the other girls that night.

I helped Grant make his selections and thought he would need a very
large doggie bag but I was wrong.  I ordered drinks for us, mine a
Margarita and Coke for Grant.  He asked me what a Margarita was and I
explained it to him.  He said, "gee, I wish I could have one of those but
not old enough yet", I was impressed with his maturity.   Our drinks
arrived and after tasting his, Grant looked longingly at me and taking his
straw, after looking around,  I offered him a swallow.  He took the straw
in his mouth and glancing  up at me put a long suction on the straw and
swallowed. Suddenly his eyes widened and he said " boy, Aaron you drink
a couple of those and someone will be needed to drive you home.  I
noticed he did not say "us" but then he did not live with me did he?

Our dinners came and we set too with vigor, both of us were starved.
Grant showed excellent table manners and ate with relish and proved me
wrong about the doggie bag.   As we ate, we talked about Grant's life in
school and the many urges he had in the showers with the other boy's but
also his fears of being called a "faggot".  He told me how he always waited
and hoped I would be in my yard and then he would jerkoff thinking of
what it would be like in bed with me.  He was hoping I was  gay but was
not really sure even though he watched me stroking my cock and
cumming.  I was a bit embarrassed to think this kid had been checking
me out when I thought it was safe in my secluded spot.  Grant told me
how he and Peter, his buddy, had jerked off the first time and how timid
he had been since he had never done it with someone else before.   I had
to restrain him on occasion when he got excited in the telling and I was
thankful we were in a secluded booth.

He and Peter had jerked off several times together but never touched
each other.  One day they were in his room, his little brother gone,  and
both he and Peter were checking me out, that gave me a start but I didn't
let on to Grant.  He told me they had their binoculars and were watching
me fondle myself and they were doing the same thing and when I started
to stroke my cock he felt Peter reach over and take his cock in his hand
and start jerking him off. He glanced at Peter and he just smiled so he
took Peter's long and thick cut cock in his hand and jerked him off.
When I came, they both shot great streams of cum on the floor of his
bedroom.

Just then, the waiter came up and asked if we wanted dessert which we
both declined.  I asked for the check and again noticed the waiter
checking Grant out and stammer "right away sir".  I couldn't help thinking to my
self "damned, I must be chopped liver", a hint of jealously tweaking my
mind but then a burst of pride in Grant.

As we  were waiting for the check, a voice I recognized came over my
shoulder, "hi Aaron, long time no see", I looked up and saw an old friend,
Elliott.  I shook Elliott's hand and told him I had been out of town and
busy as hell lately.  He stood there glancing at Grant and I introduced
him.  He took Grants hand and shaking it, held on just a little long for my
taste.  Grant said "hi Mr Elliott".  Elliott looked at him, still holding his
hand and said "no, no Elliott is my last name, call me Ryan and happy to
meet you". Grant was a little uncomfortable and tried to withdraw his
hand that Elliott finally relinquished.  After a bit of small talk and the
usual promise of calling, Elliott left.  Grant leaned over and said, "who in
hell was that, you know him I guess"?  I leaned over and told him I would
tell him all about Ryan Elliott later.

The waiter brought our check and stood back as we slid out of the booth
watching Grant get up and walk away.  I glanced up at the waiter and he
said "thanks have a great evening", his eyes on Grant as he spoke.  I said
"thanks" and could swear I saw a swelling in his crotch, tan trousers
have a way of showing such things.

As we walked to the car, Grant walked close and took my hand squeezing
it tight, the parking lot was dark so I squeezed in return.   We got into the
car and on the way home, Grant laid his head on my shoulder and his hand on my thigh but just laid there saying nothing.  I tried not to move
more then I needed for driving.

We pulled into the garage and I shrugged my shoulder, Grant had fallen
asleep.  I  took his head in my hands and turning his face, pressed my lips
on his as he awoke and responded to my kiss.  We broke and he said, "I'm
sorry Aaron did I fall asleep" and I said he had.  Before we got out of the
car he said it had been a long day since delivering the morning newspaper
and he was just a little tired.  I exclaimed, "God Grant, I am sorry. I
forgot you have to deliver the paper and here I am keeping you out late".
He looked at me and said "that's okay Aaron, Peter is going to do the
delivery for me in the morning so it is no problem".  Ahhh Peter again
and he was proving to be more of an influence then I realized, I thought.

We entered the house and went straight to the bedroom and stripped. I
wanted to take a quick shower before bed and Grant jumped right in with
me.  We played around a little getting us both roaring hardons. We
finished the shower and after drying each other off, I checked the house
to be sure everything was locked up.  Returning to the bedroom, Grant
was under the sheet and it outlined his beauty and perfection that always
filled me with a sort of awe that someone could be so perfect.  I slid in
along side and reached for his as he was sliding into my arms.  He was
cooing like a dove and purring like a kitten at the same time as he
snuggled in close to my body nuzzling me under the chin.   As we lay there
with me stroking his head and shoulders, I heard him say, at least I
thought I did, "Aaron, will you fuck me".   I drew my head back and
looking at him, I asked him "Grant, what did you say"?  He drew his head
back and looking at me directly in my  eyes,  he said again, "Aaron will
you fuck me"? I looked at Grant and in those beautiful hazel eyes, I could
see a smoldering desire as I took his face in my hands and kissed him
whispering "if that is what you want".   He snuggled in tighter and then
he said, "Aaron all I have to give you is myself and I want you to know
how much I love you and that is the best way I know of."   Holding his
face, I said "Grant baby, you are the best thing that has come into my life
and just being here tells me how much you love me and I love you".  I
went on and told him if he wanted me to fuck him, I would but I was a
little bigger and thicker then he and I didn't want to hurt him.  Looking
at me he asked me how it could hurt if I got him ready like I did when we
were making love and I put my fingers in his ass, that felt good.  I smiled
at his innocence and went to the bath room for the KY tube and a couple
of towels.

I laid back down along side Grant and after getting a large amount of KY
on my fingers, I took his mouth into mine and slowly massaged his groin
and rosebud with the ointment.  Slowly as I nibbled on his tits and
worked my way down to his straining cock, I inserted one finger very
slowly and I felt Grant tighten just a little before he relaxed and I
inserted my finger completely and started massaging the walls of his
rectum.  Grant was groaning and stroking my hair when I took his cock
head into my mouth and started to suck him deep into my throat as he
moved his hips to meet my all engulfing mouth.  My second finger found
his hole and I slowly inserted both fingers feeling Grant relaxing more
and more as I worked my fingers.   As grant was moaning and moving
hips to meet my sucking mouth, I found Grant's prostate and when I
touched it, he stiffened and let out a long low growling groan, "Oh my
God Aaron do it some more and more it feels like I am going to shoot my
load on the ceiling when you do that".  I had felt Grant's cock harden
when I touched his prostate and I stopped not wanting him to shoot just
yet.  I withdrew my fingers just a little and could feel Grant was really
loose and almost ready for me.  I continued massaging his hole and
kissing his cock what was now laying on his flat hard stomach, you know
that concave that all young built guys have between rib cage and pelvis.

I moved up and asked Grant if he thought he was ready for me all the
time I was massaging his ass with my fingers. He turned his head and
looking at me I didn't need for him to say it, he was already on a euphoric
sexual high.  I removed my fingers and applied a large amount of
ointment to my throbbing, leaking cock.   I slowly lifted Grants legs and
placed them over my shoulders as I slid myself closer to that treasure I
had been yearning for and needed so badly.  I placed the head of my cock
at the entrance to my forbidden treasure and using a little pressure, I
placed my hands on both sides of Grant's waist leaning forward just a
little as I applied more pressure and suddenly I felt my bullet headed
cock slip past Grants sphincter muscle, he gasped and grabbed the bed
sheets.  He look at me and said "ohhhhhhhhh Aaron, that hurt". I leaned
forward and told him to relax and push down when he felt me pushing my
cock in his ass.  Grant looked at me  and I could see in his eyes he trusted
me completely as I applied a slight pressure and felt my cock slipping in a
little deeper.  Grant had his eyes closed and was whimpering  just like a
small puppy dog, I rested there for a moment.  I resisted the urge to
plunge my 7.5" and thick cock deeper, I was not going to hurt the kid who
had given himself to me.  But I slowly applied pressure and when I felt
like I was about half way in, I withdrew my cock to the head and slowly
started short smooth strokes as I continued to apply a little pressure
with each stroke.  I felt my cock slip that last meter or two and I was all
the way in and my pubic bush pressing Grant's ass cheeks.  I leaned
forward and placing my lips on his I gave him a long deep passionate kiss
as my cock felt like it was the size of a bulls rod.  In fact, I felt like I was
the Bull of the Pampas and had just started to fuck the heffer of my
dreams.  The waves of delight washing over my body sent shivers of
delight into my groin and the feeling of sheer power that was in my cock.

I heard Grant whispering to me, "Aaron fuck me please, be gentle and
fuck me long and slow so I can feel you swelling in my ass, please Aaron, I
need you so bad".  Grant had given me his virgin ass completely and I
started my long slow stokes in appreciation.

After about 10 minutes of slowly fucking Grants ass, I could feel the
pressure in both of us, Grant was leaking copious amounts of precum
and my balls were slowly tightening. I increased the tempo and felt Grant
matching my stroke for stroke and his hips meeting every plunge of my
surging cock.  With a few more strokes the heat had built and I lost
control and was ramming my cock deeper and deeper into Grants ass.
My balls were slapping his ass and my pelvis was slamming against his
round cheeks. I gripped his hips tightly as I felt my juice rising to explode
like a volcano emptying my long pent up desire for his virgin ass.
Without warning my cock started to discharge stream after stream of
cum and I continued to slam my cock into Grants ass with each volley of
cream, I had lost total control and only wanted to fill his ass with my cock
and cum.  I suddenly heard Grant scream,  'Aaron, Aaron I'm cumming
Aaron fuck me please fuck me harder Aaron give me all of your seed" as
he started to shoot volumes of boy cream over his chest and abs.  The first
volley reached his face and continued down his chest as he shot stream
after stream of his cream.  My cock was pulsing and I could feel it slowly
softening as my last drop of cum filled Grants ass.  I felt like I had been
King of the Mountain as I slowly withdrew.

I fell forward and covering Grants face with kisses I kept thanking him
for his gift to me.  He reached up wrapping his arms around my chest and
pulling me tight he said, "no Aaron, I thank you for being all I had hoped
for, for giving me yourself".  I looked at this 18 going on 19 kid and all I
could do was kiss him again.  I slid off of Grant and wrapped in each
others arms we fell into a deep sleep.
I awoke before Grant in the morning and he was still in my arms and I
could tell deeply asleep from his deep breathing.  I pulled the sheet back
and there he lay with that inevitable hardon but looking like a young
warrior with his beautiful body and that look of total innocence on his
face.  Not an angel, but someone that was totally happy.

As I lay there looking at Grant, tears started to well up in my eyes as I
realized that I loved this boy more then I had loved anyone before.  Then
something clicked in my head and a small voice whispered "the future".
This had been nagging me but I was trying to ignore it, I was afraid of the
future.  I felt Grant stir and rubbing his eyes,  he looked up  saying "you
awake already lover, I thought we would stay in bed all day".  I leaned
down and kissed him lightly on the lips as he raised his arms to encircle
my head and pull me down further.   I pulled back and Grant looked at
me with a puzzled look in his eyes.  I told him we had to get cleaned up,
have breakfast and talk.  He looked at me again and said, "talk Aaron,
talk about what?"  Looking at him, I said "Grant you are almost  18, still
in school and living with your parents. I am 28, working and live alone.
We need to discuss what we have started".   He swung out of bed and with
his young kid voice said, "okay, be right out as he disappeared into the
bathroom".

I felt like someone had plunged a dagger into my heart. . . . . . . .

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