Date: Tue, 4 Apr 2000 20:45:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: Michael Palmer <mpalmer15@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Tyler

I was just finishing my Wednesday night grocery shopping trip, and was
pulling into the checkout lane. Tonight he was at checkout number 5. His
name was Tyler. He wore baggy cargo pants, and his blue Kroger shirt. His
ear was pierced and his hair was dyed blond. He was absolutely gorgeous.
He finished bagging my groceries and started to take them out to my car
for me.

Over the last seven months, Tyler has taken out my groceries every week.
Over that time we have gotten to know each other. He is 16 and a Sophomore
in High School. Tonight as we were walking towards my car, he said, "Can I
ask you a question?" I of course said, "Yes." Then he asked, "why do you
always tip me so well?" I usually give him four or five dollars for brining
out my groceries. And while I guess this was a little much for the two
minutes it takes him, I would gladly give more just to be able to talk to
him and check him out. Instead I told him, "I remember how much it sucked
be a teenager without any money, and now that I have some, I am more than
happy to give you a few bucks." I should have stopped right there, he
seemed to buy my answer, but instead as I handed him a five dollar bill, I
added, "Don't worry, there is plenty more where that came from."

He didn't say anything, he just smiled and turned back towards the store.
I watched as his sweet ass walked away.

The next few weeks our short conversations were relatively uneventful.
Just mindless chitchat about the weather and what not.

But about a month later as we were walking towards my car, he asked me,
"what exactly did you mean when you said there is plenty more money where
that came from?" The questioned shocked me, and he took the opportunity
of my silence to add, "My parents just got me a new car, but I can't
drive it until I can pay the insurance. I could sure use some extra
money. Maybe I could cut your grass for you or something." With that an
image of sweet Tyler shirtless, mowing my grass flashed through my head.
I almost sprung a woody right there in the parking lot. I told him that
would be great. When we got to my car I gave him my number and told him
to call me and we would set it up.

The next night I was getting ready for bed and the phone rang. It was
him. We made arrangements for him to come cut my grass on Saturday
morning.

I could barely sleep that night thinking about Tyler coming to my house.
I got hard every time I thought about it.

Saturday finally arrived. He showed up about 10:30. He was wearing some
Abercrombie cut offs and a faded gray American Eagle t-shirt. I had never
seen him in shorts before. His calves were muscular like those of a
runner, and his legs were brown and sparsely covered with black hair. I
showed him around the yard and let him get started. I have a small yard
and I knew it wouldn't take him long. At first I stayed outside and
watched him, but he gave me a strange look as to tell me to stop staring,
so I went inside.

From inside I could watch him through the window. He was beginning to
sweat. On his forehead and through his gray t-shirt. Beads of sweat
dripped off his head and ran off his nose. I wish I could have tasted
just one of them.

About 40 minutes later he finished. I went outside to invite him in for a
drink. He accepted my offer and followed me in. I asked him what he
wanted, "Coke, tea .... beer?" He opted for water and I gave him a full
glass of ice water. (I would be sure to revisit that glass later) I
handed him $50 and told him, "good job." He looked at the money I handed
him and then looked down like he was disappointed. "That's more than a
dollar a minute, not too bad," I told him. "I know, it's just that I
could really use a little more," he said.

This was my chance, but I didn't want to scare him away. I asked him how
much money he needed. "About $250," he answered, "I'm willing to do
anything." This kid was just asking for it. I decided to make my move,
what did I have to loose.

"Do you know what a blowjob is?," I asked him, even though I was sure a
guy his age did. "No way dude, I'm not a fag. I don't need the money bad
enough to suck your dick." I told him I didn't want him to, that I want
to suck his dick. He looked surprised for a minute and then asked, "Let
me get this straight. You are going to pay me to suck my dick."

"Yes," I told him, "$50 for cutting the grass and $200 if you let me suck
you off." At first he was a bit uneasy, but I finally talked him into it.
I showed him to my bathroom and told him to take a shower and get cleaned
up.

About five minutes later he turned off the water and open the shower. I was
standing there with a towel and this is when I finally got a look at his
greatness in its entirety. His torso was not built, but well defined. His
nipples were small and hard. The water glistened as it dripped off his
gorgeous frame. I moved my eyes down the slight trail of hair from his
belly button and there it was. The object of my desires, I had dreamt
about many a night. It was soft and wet. About four inches and fairly thick.
His balls were large, but pulled close to his body. Above his manhood was
a solid patch of brown pubes; still wet and totally delicious looking. He
quickly grabbed the towel and covered up, but soon I would get to see it
all again, much much closer.

He dried off and we walked into my bedroom. He sat on my bed with the
towel over his lap. I could tell was nervous. I told him to lay back and
close his eyes. He slowly did as I directed.

I could still sense his reluctantness and noticed he left the towel
covering himself, so I started at his feet. They were perfect. A size 8
or 9 I guess. The soles were soft, his toes were hairless, and his nails
were neatly trimmed. I massaged the bottom of his right foot for a couple
of minutes. Then I took two of his toes in my mouth and softly sucked them,
being careful not to tickle him. I rubbed the top of his feet and up his
shins. His shins had a small amount of dark hair covering them. I rubbed
both up and down. His legs were tight and his calves were muscular. I
moved up to his thighs. They also were strong and defined. He had no hair
from his knees up and his legs were smooth as I rubbed them. I rubbed his
thighs and up his legs, each time venturing a little further. I slowly
worked my way under the towel still covering him and found his still soft
cock. I rubbed over it up into his pubic hair. With each rub I could feel
his cock getting harder. I gently grasped his cock and moved the towel
off. He had grown to a gorgeous six inches. He had a small blue vein that
ran the underlength of his cock. His ball sack was loose and laid down on
the bed. I continued to stroke him very slowly. I eased my mouth toward
his cock, but instead used my free hand to spread his legs slightly and
licked the crevice between his left leg and his cock. With this he
twinged a little. The aroma was great and his reaction made me even
harder than I already was. I continued licking. Slow, long strokes from
as deep as my tongue could reach up into his pubic area. I then moved my
head down and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. I let it out and
licked from his balls all the way up the underside of his cock. I pressed
my tongue flat against it and used lots of saliva so it would slide
easily. When I reached the head, I engulfed his cock in mouth and slid
the entire 6 inches into my mouth. I slowly slid my head up and down his
shaft 3 times. I then returned my hand and slowly jacked him off. I
continued working my way up. I buried my face in his pubes. I took a
mouth full and sucked on them. I then licked up the light trail of hair
to his belly button. Next I moved up and flicked my tongue over his right
nipple. He moaned and I did it again. I moved my hand down and started
rubbing his balls as I continued to lick his nipple. I put my mouth over
his nipple and licked quickly. He was moaning and squirming on the bed.

I stopped and moved down between his legs. He tried to push my head and
guide me to his cock, but instead I lifted his legs off the bed and went
straight to his ass. Normally I'm sure he would have tried to stop me,
but he was so turned on he let me continue. I wasted no time and went
straight for his sweet hole. I swirled my tongue around his hairless
hole. My hands massaged his cheeks and my fingers rubbed his perineum. I
licked all the way from his asshole to his balls. Slowly at first, then
faster. He was squirming and making crazy noises. I put his legs back
down and moved up to his cock. I put my hand around the base and jerked
it slowly. I bobbed my head up and down his shaft in rhythm with my hand.
I used my tongue and swirled it on the underside of his cock. I didn't
need to speed up, he only lasted for about a minute of this before I felt
his body tense up. He let out a long moan and then he shot his wad in my
mouth. Seven big spurts of his boy spunk. I sucked hard and swallowed
quickly. There was no way any of this prize was going anywhere but in me.

He eventually stopped and I backed off of him. His cock was starting to
go soft, but his eyes were still closed. I reached over to the nightstand
and grabbed my digital camera. I snapped a quick shot of my beautiful,
spent Tyler.

Tyler got dressed and went home with some money in his pocket. I have an
awesome picture and a great memory. Hopefully this is going to be the
start of a very interesting spring.

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