Date: Wed, 6 Dec 2006 19:28:11 -0800 (PST) From: John Harlington Subject: Paul Palmer's Apartment Part 005 Disclaimer: do not continue reading this work of fiction if you do not care for fiction m/b or b/b literature. There are no real characters or situations involved. PART 005 Paul Palmer = 22 years old, short brown hair, blue eyes, fairly muscular, boyish look, university graduate now recently completed his Med Tech license. Living in an apartment. Jon Albertson = 13 years old, brassy hair that has highlights of blond, green eyes, medium build, slim, 100% all boy. Ginny = Jon's mom. CHAPTER 5 - MORE TESTING AT PAUL'S APARTMENT The Sunday clinic visit was incredible. Paul had been reviewing the high resolution digital pictures he took from his hidden fanny pack about his waist. He zoomed in on the heavy hung balls and the picture of him holding Jon's limp heavy boy dick to the side. It was just all too hot! Paul and Ginny knew that he had all of next week off as the clinic was closed for remodeling. KNOCK KNOCK "Huh? It's only 10am? Monday. I like to sleep late when I can." "Paul! Oh, sorry to disturb you! I have to go on to my banker. I am trying to take out a loan. I was wondering if you could help me?" "Come on in Ginny." Ginny walks in with official papers and a friend who is a notary. "I am trying to secure my debt, and the bank wants proof of a guardian for Jon. We have no family. Since, his dad's passing. Excuse me." Ginny tears up and uses tissues. "What can I do to help?" "I am asking you to be a guardian, legally binding, to care for Jon should something happen. My lawyer said it would be a good idea. The Bank sees Jon as a financial liability with no designated guardian. But nothing is going to happen! Please Paul, I am in a hurry for the loan officer." Paul quickly signs various documents, offers proof of identification, the notary public seals and signs the documents. Ginny gives Paul a quick kiss and leaves a copy for Paul. Paul remembers that Ginny confided that her drinking days had put her into serious debt. She also had many fines and costs to repay. Maybe this massive loan would help Ginny get on the right path for raising a fine boy like Jon and afford the boy newer and stylish clothes. Well maybe that wouldn't be a good thing, thought Paul. He kind of likes the clothes that Jon wears! Paul laughs to himself and scratches his head. DOOR CLOSES......PAUL IS HOLDING THE PAPER "Well that doesn't happen everyday. Maybe this will make us even more closer! This understanding. I hope Ginny told Jon." Paul goes about working in the apartment eagerly waiting for 6pm to roll around. He readies the mop, bucket, cleaning supplies, and grocery list The apartment is squeaky clean. The smell of cleaning detergents permeates the air. Everything is neat and orderly. Paul lifts weights trying to accent and tone his muscles. It works nicely. He resists masturbating as it will drain him. He could easily go back to his digital discs of Jon and lose several loads. Just the single high resolution digital pic of Paul stealing a kiss to Jon's hairless large oval balls would be enough to pop a load! Just thinking about that one frame made Paul leak a bit in his briefs. Paul instead rests on his bed and reads a hobby magazine. He puts the magazine down on the bed after 10 minutes as he is rock hard. His jeans are tight and resisting the man snake trying to arch up. He resist touching his cock for fear of exploding the angry pocket rocket. He lifts more weights and takes a cold shower. He is actually giddy in expectation of his boy. Paul readies the spare bedroom of the apartment with the portable official exam table brought from the clinic. He doesn't know if he will even use the sterile looking exam table, as it will be next to his guest bed. He has set up official looking instruments, vials, bottles, and other medical items. He even borrowed a clinic lab coat. Paul is satisfied at how professional he has made his spare bedroom appears to the observer. Paul returns to the living room and reads a stack of magazines. He loses himself in thought about his camera hobby. He studies the latest high resolution cameras and technology. All the best equipment to catch the fleeting images of what he desires most! Time flies - it is 6pm. KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! "Hi Ginny! Did you have a good day at work?" "It was pretty busy today. Mondays are always like that, Paul. Here's our boy!" Jon spars with Paul at the door in a typical overloaded hormone drenched pubescent boy. "You have a good punch there, boy." "Really? You think I do? Yeah! Can I play your PS3 game system??" "Sure Jon. Have at it." (The boy scampers off and plops in front of the PS3 system ditching his winter coat in the warm apartment) "Jon! Pick up that coat and hang it up. We're not pigs." As Jon stands up, Paul sees that tonight his boy is wearing a light yellow snug fitting 1980s boy's running outfit. Snug two sizes too tight, cotton yellow long running cotton pants. His boy dick flopping from side to side as he walks. Apparently no briefs again! His zip up yellow long sleeve running top is a few inches short on his wrists. "Awwwww mom! Ok! Ok!" Hurriedly, the boy picks up the coat and neatly places it in the closet. He races to resume his position. "He's already eaten a good supper. Sorry you had to feed him last time." "Oh that's all right Ginny. He's a growing boy." "Paul, I have medical insurance now through my work! We have really needed it. But they are fighting putting Jon on the insurance because of the death of his dad with testicular cancer. If he has any pre-existing problems, they will not insure him! Please, take these medical papers from the insurance and verify with them that Jon is ok? See!" Paul looks through the papers thoughtfully and carefully. He realizes that Ginny thinks he must have higher medical credentials just because he works at a clinic. She forgets that he is a young med tech, or does she? Paul's mind is racing and knows how he can get Dr. Harlow at the clinic to sign off on this paperwork. He rubs his chin and replies "I don't think there will be a problem. We will get Jon that insurance and complete the tests here. No cost! See the equipment?" Paul shows Ginny the spare bedroom with the borrowed medical equipment set out. She is suitably impressed and calls Jon into the room. "Yeah mom?" "Listen young man. Do whatever Paul needs to complete this medical insurance verification paperwork. Ok? He's doing us a big big favor. I will pick you back up at 11pm tonight." "Ok mom. Sure. Can I go back to Blast Attack?" "Go ahead." She musses his perfect boy head of hair. Paul walks Ginny to the door. She staggers a bit. "Ginny, you seem a bit shaky there. You ok?" Paul realizes Ginny has alcohol on her breath. "Yeeeeh. I just need to relax more. Paul, can you lend me a twenty?" "Um sure Ginny. (Quiet tones so Jon does not hear). Here you go. Sorry don't have any twenties. Just use what you need out of this hundred. I cashed my clinic check the other day." Ginny quickly snatches the cash and heads to her car. She screetches off. Paul closes and locks the door. He has the night with his boy. Jon. The two join in and play PS3 games for 1 hour straight. Paul brings out another new game for the system and the boy is in video heaven. Another hour passes. They lean into each other, enjoying each other's warmth. Jon yawns and stretches. Paul stretches too. They have been snacking constantly since playing the games, Jon has downed 4 soft drinks. Jon has been tugging periodically at his crotch, as boys his age do. "Where ya going Jon?" "I gotta pee." "Hold that Jon. We better do the last medical tests to complete that stuff your mom sent over." "Huh? Um. Ok. Yeah." Stops in the hallway brushing the blond hair out of his eyes. "Step into the handy dandy exam room. That room there." Paul knows that the swollen bladder on the prostate gland will give the boy an increased urgency and sensation. THE EXAM COMPLETION The boy stands sheepishly in his yellow running jogs. He is already barefoot from playing the games. "Yeah, mom wanted the test to be finished. Um. What do I do?" "Strip down to your undies." "Um, well" Jon unzips his yellow top and peels off the tight jacket like shirt. Jon sits on the bed and pulls down and off his yellow running pants. He is naked and covers his crotch with both hands as he sits on the bed. "Did you check your testicles today? Like I showed you? Searching for any unusual masses?" "Um, yeh." "Show me how you did it." "Ok" Stands up and feels his hung balls. "Like this." Jon stretches and tugs on his ball sack. He manipulates the oval shaped balls back and forth. He feels one hairless ball and switches to the other. One ball hangs lower than the other. After he finishes the demonstration, the boy wipes his sassy lips with his hairless forearm and crosses his arms as if to say "There." "That is good." Paul begins to drewl. "Put your hands to your side and let me examine." Jon obeys and Paul massages the warm hung balls. "Nice and heavy." "What else do we have to do to complete the test? You said something about a sample?" "Yes" "How?" Paul pulls out a hypodermic shot. Jon's eyes grow wide. "You said no shots or blood Paul!!!" "Oh, yes, I did say that." He had the needle near the boy's hung warm flesh balls. "Were you going to stick it in my balls??? Into the sperm house?" "I guess that would hurt a lot. I mean, to stick a needle into the balls." "Ooooooooh no way! No way! GULP." "There is another way Jon. Manipulation." "Manipulation?" asks Jon. "The sperm can be made to come out." "Like when I have wet dreams? You mean, wait till I go to sleep?" "No, a quicker way is possible." Paul sucks in air realizing the home schooling has prevented Jon from having needed social interaction with his peers! Surely boys his age would have shared the glorious wonder and feeling of masturbation! Now it is clear. Jon's mom held back on him trying to keep him her little boy. She purposely stopped the sex education component of home studies. Now she was feeling helpless, as her little boy was staining his bed sheets with the milk of boyhood. Well Jon would soon be a young teenager next week. He should be given lessons to equalize him with his friends. "A quicker way? Huh?" Jon just stands there, blond hair falling into his eyes, balls hung low, dick leaning to one thigh, downward, the light of the exam lamp catching the first glint of soft pubes trying to push up and out in a small patch at the base. Yet he was hairless without the high intensity light. "Yes Jon, the release exercise that all boys your age do. It is called masturbation." Jon stands stunned in silence. His blond hair flops forward as he looks down at this hanging dick. It twitches. It jerks. He looks back up at Paul, sweeping the hair out of his eyes. "How? I mean. Will it hurt?" "It will not hurt. When you reach a certain age, it is necessary, to keep from having the sperm overflow. It looks like you have reached that time, as you can see from your stained bed sheets and underwear. Your body is trying to tell you something!" Jon's eyes widen as if a light bulb went off! "When I play basketball with some boys my age and older at the court, they will say to me and their friends, 'Well, gotta go and , (they shake their hands up and down fast like this)'" "Uh yes. When they move their hand up and down rapidly, that is the sign for masturbating." Paul holds the naked boy by his soft shoulders. "Well, I get hard a lot. More than when I was eleven." "That's the first thing you have to do, Jon. Can you make it hard?" "Um, I will try." The boy flops it about, plays with it, wags it. "It's still soft. Are you embarrassed, Jon, that I am here?" "Oh no. Not at all. No. Um, GULP. I'm just trying to think of something." "How about your girlfriend?" "Naw! I don't have no girlfriend. My mom keeps kidding me about that. But there are a bunch of girls that keep on hitting on me. I don't know. Girls are just kinda creepy." Paul lifts up the heavy penis and then holds it in both his hands. "Try to make it hard Jon. Come on boy." "Um, it's just kinda weird. You know. I mean. Any other time, and it would be hard all the time. In my room. I don't know." "So it is the situation. Try to relax and just think of something good." Paul then felt more warmth in his cupped hands, as he cradled the virgin boy meant. The shaft enlognated and twitched and rolled. The head seemed to expand as well. "That's it Jon. Thatta boy. It's coming to life. Keep on!" Jon's penis lengthened a good 5 inches and steadily grew longer and harder. Inch by inch. Lifting up with each pound of his heart. "Watcha thinking about boy?" "Um, GULP, um, playing basketball with my friends. Um. Uh." Jon realized what he said and blushed. "That's ok Jon. Really, that's ok. Don't worry. We will talk about that later. Just so long as it works. You're getting harder. That's a good boy. Keep it going." "I'm trying." "I know you are, Jon. Can I help?" "Um, help? I guess." Paul begins to slowly roll and rub the semi-hard boy dick from side to side. It felt wonderful and very hot. As Jon's hot blood surged into the spongy boy cock, it began to harden. And harden. And harden. ROCK HARD ERECTION JON'S PENIS WAS NOW A VIRGIN COCK STRAIGHT UP AS AN ARROW RIGID THICK POINTED STRAIGHT UP TO HIS BELLY "You did it! Good boy! Look! See how hard and straight up it is! Yeah!" Jon smiled and looked relieved that he could achieve his typical young boy erection. "Now what?" "Well Jon, take your hand, like this, wrap it around the dick, like this. And now, go up and down slowly." "Um, ok." Rub Rub Rub Rub "oooooh" Rub Rub Rub "Feels tingly like." Rub "Wait Jon. Hold it tighter. Like this. Yes. Like that. Now with the other hand, fondle your balls for a nice sensation." "Ok" said the blond haired heart pounding boy. Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub An electric jolt of sensation shot through the hot and bothered boy. "Feels awesome" Jon let go of his grip and rubbed the sides of his thighs up and down slowly. He shook his mophead of blond hair. "You feel that pressure building up?" "Uh huh." "It's not going to hurt. In fact, it will feel very good. The best feeling you could imagine." "Huh? Um. It's kinda scary. I mean, that tingly feeling. And I felt, like a jolt or something. My muscles kinda scrunched up." "Is that why you stopped?" "Uh huh." Paul realized that the boy's stop and go, stop and go, jacking grips only made his load build up for a more forceful exit. "Keep on Jon. I need that sperm sample here." Paul opened up an official medical container. "Yes sir." Rub Rub Rub Rub "Tighter Jon. Grip it tighter." Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub "ooooooooh. I gotta stop. It feels really weird now." "No. Keep on. Rest a little bit Jon. But you have to keep on." "Oh no! What's that??" Jon's hot and bothered boy erect cock was leaking PRE CUM clear sticky drops. A huge drop of clear stuff peeked out the piss slit. Paul took his finger and wiped the head. As soon as he did that, another large drop of clear sticky pre cum emerged. And another. And another. The boy was leaking. "That's a good sign Jon. It's sort of your body's lubricant. Boys call it pre-cum. It comes out first." Soon Jon's trembling erect cock was oozing clear sticky pre cum down the sides. His head was now glossy and sticky. It made the boy's entire virgin cock shiny looking. "Um, it's really sticky. I don't feel anything. Good or bad. Its just sticky juice bubbling out the pee hole. Weird!" "Grip it like this Jon." Paul fastened his firm grip around the hard excited boy cock and started jerking him in an up and down motion. UP DOWN UP DOWN UP DOWN UP DOWN RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB UP DOWN RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB "Ooooh! Ooooooooh! Paul! Paul! Look. Uh. Better stop." The trembling hot and bothered boy cock was actually shaking with pent up frustration. Paul took his hand off as both watched the clearly excited member shake and twitch! "Keep on boy. It will make the sperm come out." "I am afraid." Paul licked his hands and found Jon's pre cum stickiness very sweet. As Paul licked the sweet pre cum off his fingers he looked up at Jon. This boy is so perfect. So boy. "Do it." "Ok Paul. Ok." Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub Rub "No! Like this Jon!" RUB RUB RUB (Paul gripped the boy cock tightly and rubbed) RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB "Aggggg!!! Uhhhhh! HUFF HUFF HUFF. Uh. Lemme. Do it. Do it. HUFF" said Jon as his boy mophead of blond hair and bangs were visibly shaking with the erotic ride. When Paul stopped rubbing, Jon bent over a little with his hands on his upper thighs heaving and breathing fast. He felt his heart pounding with excitement! He was trying to catch his breath! Paul and Jon rested briefly while Jon maintained his perfect boy cock erection. It was a sticky shiny arrow pointed to the sky. It was rock hard. Harder than Jon could ever remember it being! It felt like it would break off if it were bent too much. This was new territory for Jon. He was afraid and yet extremely curious and hot. He was torn as to which way to go. He had this deep deep urge and desire burning in his boy gut. He felt tingling sensations radiate throughout his entire boy body. It was electrifying. It was sensational. His skin felt prickly. It was weird, but he knew he liked it. "Ok, ok. Look Jon. Here is the sperm sample cup. See your name on it? Got to complete the exam." Without a word the boy continued in a frenzied boy cock rubathon. RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB RUB THE BOY'S ABS CONTRACTED THE BOY'S NIPPLES WERE HARD AND POKING OUT THE BOY LIFTE UP ON HIS TIP TOES THE BOY GRIMMACED AND CLOSED HIS EYES "PAUL! PAUL!!! FEELS LIKE, LIKE, LIKE, LIKE I HAVE TO PEE BAD!!!!! "Let it go boy! Thattta boy! Let it go! In this cup." UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHH!!!!!!!!!!! AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH PAUUUUUUUUUULLLLL OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SPURTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!! SPRITTZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! SPURRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!! Three spurting ropes of first virgin boy CUM shot violently and noisly out the narrow piss slit. The force of the ejection was incredible, as all his tight muscles expelled the pent up boy load! It was a hot and bothered first load!!! Paul was honored to witness the boy's very first masturbation ejaculating his first creamy milky load. Paul got it all on high resolution digital cameras. The expression on the boy's face, the tensing, the orgasmic joy, and the release. Milky white. Thick. Creamy. Jon shuddered and fell back on the bed moaning and groaning MOAANnnnnnnnnnnnnn Groooooooooannnnnnnn His blond hair fell into his eyes as the room spun around him. He was dizzy and hyperventilating. His heart was slowing down. His abs released and spasmed. His sexual orgasm was spasming throughout every inch of his body. "Is that my, my, s p e r m ?" "Yes, Jon. How did that feel?" "Awwwwwwwwesssssome!!!" Paul holds the small plastic sample vial with the boy milk and shakes it from side to side. "Nice sample of your sperm. But remember, you have to check your balls daily. Like I showed you." "When can you know? You know, the results?" "Oh, pretty fast Jon." Paul dabs at the semi hard boy dick and wipes up the drops of first cum with paper towels. Jon quickly redresses in his yellow running suit. He bounces back and forth on the bed smiling and saying "That was the best feeling in the whole world! Aweesome!!" KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! "Oooo! That's my mom!! Gotta get dressed!!!" Paul sinks a bit as he realizes it is time for his boy to go home. As Jon zips up, pulls up Jon hugs Paul. The two go to the front door and speak to Ginny. "Hi Jon! You boys have a good time tonight?" "Uh, GASP, LAUGH, yes mom. We did. Like always." "Yes Ginny, he completed the final exam and here are the papers signed and ready for mailing." "Thanks Paul! (Kisses him on the cheek). The papers are great! Oh, there is a stain on the paper. Let me clean it up with a tissue. There. Much better." Paul and Jon look at each other smiling sheepishly - Jon covers his eyes in disbelief. Paul then notices a wide wet spot growing where Jon's semi hard boy dick is leaning in his yellow jogging pants. How embarrassing! Paul waves goodbye as the two head off into the night. Paul gets ready for bed and reviews his digital shots for the evening. He is hard as a rock! He is stroking and moaning. Just as he his about to spray his man cum all over his chest, he takes out the vial, still warm and tongues down the glob of Jon's hot boy first cum. He gulps. He licks his lips. "Sweet. Not salty. Creamy boy milk. Very sweet. MMMmmmm" SPURRTRT SPURRRTT SPURRRTT SPURTTTT SPURRTTT Paul groans as he grinds out five massive shots of man cum onto his chest and neck. He falls asleep naked and dripping in his own cum. Paul awakes at 3am and stares at the glare of the celing light. "I gotta get some sleep." NEXT CHAPTER - MORE INTERACTION