Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2006 13:08:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: remo maeder <remo.maeder@yahoo.com>
Subject: My So-Called Life (Chapter 2)

This is a story depicting sex between underage boys and men, and between
men. If this is illegal according to your laws or immoral according to your
beliefs, please leave now. Otherwise, continue.

This story is as close an account to the true events in my life so far.
There have been ups and downs but so far I am enjoying it.

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CHAPTER TWO: I GET MY MAN

A week has passed without anything happening. Danny was avoiding like the
plague. And there have been very little chance for us to be together
alone. Being the only 12 year old in the house, I was pretty much left to
my own devices.

As the family driver, Danny took all of us to and from wherever we go. My
dad usually drove his car himself. But Danny drove my mom to work and me to
school. Since my school and my mom's job usually started and ended at the
same time, I was never alone in the car with Danny. Also, I was afraid of
the prospect of him telling on me. After that night I never knew if he
did. Or if it just took one more push for him to do it.

Needless to say, I was up for a challenge.

Him avoiding me didn't deter me from trying every bit to be closer to
him. He would often catch me looking at him as he walked the hallway from
the basement bathroom to his room. Or he could always expect me nearby when
he was under the car doing some repairs.

But every time I got closer, he would move away. And I was devising so many
ways to push him to a corner. Still I could not fathom the repercussion of
him telling on me. I did not know if he had the courage to do that. It was
my word against his. My young mind was working overtime.

A few weeks later I got my break. One of the rich kids from my class was
throwing a beach party on Saturday. Being the one usually left out, I was
politely invited but expected to decline. The beach was quite far from my
house, so that meant that I should be taken there and back. I knew this was
my chance to get Danny. The only problem was getting my mom to agree to let
me off alone. My mom was spoiling me and always thought of me as her
baby. I knew that in instances like these, she would also go with me and
simply entertain herself by chitchatting with other moms who happen to be
in these events while I "rough it out" with the other kids.

I had to carefully plan this.

As luck would have it, my parents also got invited to a wedding on that
Saturday. This meant that I was going alone. While my mom was surprised
that I volunteered to go to a social gathering without much pushing, she
thought that this was a good sign. If she only knew my motives! That night
she left instructions for my nanny and Danny what to do for me on
Saturday. While I was listening to my mom give instructions, I looked
intently at Danny. He looked into my eyes and I could see that he knew he
was trapped. I gave the faintest smile, and excused myself to formulate my
plan.

I was going to make this simple for myself. I knew that if I wanted to
enjoy a grown man fucking me for the rest of my teenage years, I would have
to make him like it. I would have to draw him in so that he would not push
me away the next time I offer to suck him off. I knew I had to be Danny's
friend.

Saturday came and my excitement saw no bounds. I was up early to carefully
choose what to wear, for Danny and not for the party. I wasn't particularly
excited about the party. I was looking forward to the long trip going there
and the equally long one going back. I chose the most girlish outfit that
was just below the radar: something I was expected to wear as a growing
young boy, but just enough to latch on to Danny's curiosity.

I bid goodbye to my mom and rode the car with Danny. I was a silent keeping
to myself as we drove out to the main highway. I could tell that he was
nervous, always expecting the worst of all my moves. I decided to break the
ice. I began to ask him about little stuff like what the clutch was for and
how to brake and if you indeed needed to be 16 before you could drive. He
answered me ever so briefly. But as time progressed he became a little more
talkative. I then asked him about his childhood and his family, about
having girlfriends. It seemed that he didn't know where the conversation
was going.

Without warning, I bluntly asked him, "How did it feel when I sucked your
cock?"

I could see his eyes turning wild again. He was silent and tried to avoid
me, even with the seatbelt on. Again I felt like the cat in control.

I lightly brushed my hands across his thighs, but he jerked his leg
away. Still he said nothing, but I could see that he was clearly
uncomfortable.

"You know, you are the first person I ever sucked. I've always dreamt what
it would feel like to see your big dick, then to touch it, and put it in my
mouth," I said, sliding my hand even higher towards his crotch.

He suddenly hit the brakes, something I didn't expect, which sent me
tumbling to the dashboard.

He looked at me and said sternly, "What are you doing?! Are you sick? Are
you out of your mind? I don't get sucked by faggots! If you continue this,
I'm turning back and I don't care if I lose my job!"

He wasn't looking at me the whole time. I knew then that I was still in
control. Picking myself up with all poise, I looked at him directly. He
tried to look away but I grabbed his face and looked him straight in the
eye.

"I know you liked it. You came in my mouth," I said, as cool as I could say
it. He just stared at me. I could see that he was trying to figure me
out. A kid who was too sexual for his age. I knew I had him cornered so I
continued.

"If you're worried I'm going to tell, I won't. I am too into you to do
that. And as I see it, you're not being unfaithful to your wife because I
don't want to marry you. I just want you to fuck me. It works best because
when you're horny, you don't have to jerk off. You can use me. And I can't
get pregnant," I added. "And if you do tell, it's your word against mine
and your boss is my dad."

I waited for him to respond. He just stared, as if in shock of the audacity
I showed despite me being waif-like ^Ö almost girlish ^Ö and twelve, and
him being so muscled and much older. Since I did not get a response, I
kissed him lightly on the lips. As I moved in, I felt him turn away but I
sensed no real effort to escape. I reached his lips and planted mine on to
his. I knew at this point that he gave in.

I steadied myself and sat back on the passenger's seat and put on my
seatbelt. "You better get on or we'll be late," I said. "And if you want me
to suck you just say so," I added.

He was silent and didn't move until we reached the beach. I just sat there
and let what I said sink in. At the party, Danny kept to himself away from
me. I preferred that also since I was actually having a grand time with the
other kids, building castles, swimming, and playing the party games.

At the end of the day, I came to find out that Danny went to swim with some
of the older people in the party. As he didn't bring any clothes, he had to
borrow a towel to wrap himself in (he was still wearing his wet briefs) so
he wouldn't get the car too wet. I knew he knew that he was going to be
vulnerable. I didn't know if this was an invitation for me. I had to find
out.

I still kept silent ^Ö not even asking why he went swimming ^Ö until we
reached the main highway. I didn't even put the radio on to kill the
silence. In the highway, I slowly snaked my hand to his naked thigh. He
jerked but dint pull back, and did not even look at me. I got bolder and
placed my hand directly on his crotch. It was hard! And I was in heaven. I
undid his towel, and he raised his butt of the seat for me to take it all
away. His wet briefs clearly showed the outline of his hard cock! Even in
the dying daylight I could still see its details.

I had time. I let the image sink in. His large manhood was darker than the
rest of his olive brown skin. The even shaft was crowned at the base by a
nice lush patch of dark hair. It looked like it was trimmed, but it was
not. This was just natural for him. I could see the veins. I traced each
visible one with my finger from the head to the base. I let my hands play
along his perfect lower abs which formed a V to highlight his cock.

"Hey! Are you going to suck me or not," he said. I was knocked off my
reverie.

I just smiled at him and opened my mouth to take in his head. I even
surprised myself that I could seem so confident in sex, despite the fact
that I have never received any instruction. Even from reading. I heard
Danny let out a deep sigh as I struggled to take in all of him. He was also
struggling to keep the car on the road. My body was blocking the clutch
handle.

He suddenly told me to sit up. I was puzzled.

"Wait a minute," he said.  He then hit the high gears to speed up. I
thought he wanted to get out of the situation by rushing home. I was
saddened but I didn't press it.

Suddenly, he turned off the highway towards an abandoned building. It used
to be a school but the community around it had moved so the building was
left to decay. It was already dark. Danny stopped the car, wrapped his
towel around his waist. He got up and out of car, leaving his underwear. He
got over to my side and opened the door.

"Get out," he said. I did not really know what was going to happen next.

With a flashlight in hand, he led me to one of the classrooms. He made sure
there was no one around. In these parts, you could never be sure. Satisfied
that we were alone, he took a chair, sat down and spread his legs.

"Now suck me," he said. Danny came to be very monosyllabic. And impatient.

I beamed. I gladly resumed a better position between his legs. Losing no
time, I got on to sucking him. This time with more gusto. I worked my
tongue over his balls, around the base of his cock, and under the head. I
worked my tongue across his perfect abs, to his pecs. I sucked on each
nipple.

All this time Danny was just breathing heavily. Now that I think of it,
Danny was not an encouraging partner at this time. I was a kid and he was a
married man, so essentially it was the first time for both of us. Well, the
first time that both of us consented to sex anyway.

It was getting late but I was taking my sweet time, licking, sucking and
savoring every bit of his beautiful cock. But Danny was more realistic. He
knew that if he did not get me home on time he would be in trouble. That's
when he hurried things up.

I could not believe his passion. Without saying a word, he stood up. He
took my head and began furiously fucking my mouth. Like with the previous
encounter, I was shocked. I tried to fight it but compared to the power of
this hunk, I was nothing. His pre-cum was pouring out the sides of my
mouth. Danny showed no signs of stopping. His incensed fucking scared me.

With a low guttural sound, Danny shot his seed deep into my throat. There
was so much that I thought I would drown. After six or seven deep thrusts,
Danny slowed down. It seemed that he was determined not to waste any of his
precious cum that he held on to my head until he was soft. It seemed like
forever.

Danny sat down on the old chair, exhausted. I took the time to compose
myself. I savored the last bits of cum in my mouth before swallowing the
whole thing down.

"Come here," Danny called out to me. I rose from the floor and slowly
walked over to him. He took my hand and slowly pulled me close to him. I
sat on his lap, and laid my head on his shoulder. There was an uneasy
silence. I did not want to talk. Honestly, I did not know what to say.

"I don't know what to say, kiddo," Danny started as he broke the
silence. "I'd be a fool to say that I did not like that. But I really don't
know what to make of it."

I did not respond. I just laid there, slowly breathing.

"I want to clear this, right now before anything else happens," Danny
continued.

"I don't know too. I just know that I like having sex with you. I have
since that day I sucked you," I replied.

"That's just it, kiddo. Me too. But I am your driver. I might lose my job."

"I know I won't tell."

"Okay. But you could give us away. What if we want this both again and
there is no place we can do it?"

"We just have to be careful, Danny."

He sighed. "Well, I guess we can just give it a shot."

He took the towel and wrapped it around his waist again. We walked to the
car. As he was putting on his shorts and underwear, he looked at me an
smiled.

"What," I asked.

"Nothing. I just can't believe this."

"Well, believe it," I smiled back.

On the way home, I knew that Danny would be the man in my life from this
day on. I did not think much about what just happened. I was looking
forward to more nights of hot steamy sex. He might not have realized it
then, but this skinny twelve-year old just made this hunk of a man his own
personal sex slave.

The whole way home I was smiling.


CHAPTER THREE: OLD DANNY, NEW DANNY

(to be continued)