Date: Wed, 13 Feb 2019 10:52:52 -0600 From: gwen uni Subject: Predator? by Cutter09 gay adult/youth Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories availble for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. Cutter09 http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html You can find more of my stories listed on the prolific authors page under Cutter09 Predator? by 09cutter© It was the first week of summer and I was stuck with my grandparents. My parents were having "issues", mostly because my dad was caught fucking someone besides my mom. I'm spending the summer with my grandparents so they can "work things out". I guess my grandparents are pretty well off, because they live in a really nice high rise apartment building. The trouble is, only old people and single professionals can afford the place. There are no kids my age. The second day I was there, I went to the pool hoping to find some kids. I was there a couple of hours and didn't see a soul. I thought what a waste of a nice pool if nobody uses it. My summer was going to suck big time for sure. I have my cell phone, so I can text my friends, but they're just going to tell me all the fun things they are getting to do. I didn't get to bring my video game system or my laptop, and the grandparents don't have a computer. I can't even download porn except on my phone, which means the picture is little more than postage stamp size. I had gone to the pool the first time in the morning, so the next day I tried the afternoon. I had been there about half an hour, just dangling my feet in the water, when I heard the gate open behind me. THANK GOD. I turned, hoping to see someone over the age of ten and under twenty. Nope. My luck still ran cold. It was a guy around twenty five. Oh well, maybe I'll have better luck tomorrow. "Hey Champ. How's it going?" he said as I looked back down at the water. "Fine," I answered, not bothering to hide my disappointment. "You don't seem so fine. What's wrong?" "Nothing." "I was sitting on my balcony when I saw you down here. I thought to myself `That is one bored kid'. I was pretty bored too, so I decided to join you." He was standing right beside me, so I looked up at him. I had to shield my eyes from the sun because he was pretty tall. I still couldn't see his face too well, so I dropped my line of sight. He was wearing one of those tight swimsuits. The kind that doesn't hide anything. I could never wear one of those. The sun was still hurting my eyes, so I looked down at his feet. He had big feet, with long toes. For some reason his big toe caught my attention. It was long like the rest of them, thin at the base but kinda ballooned out at the end. "So, was I right? You want company?" "I guess so." He sat down on the edge of the pool beside me, dipping his feet in, too. "Name's Jonathan, what's yours?" he said holding out his hand. "Benjamin, but my friends call me Ben," I said shaking his hand. "Nice My friends call me Jon. So, why so gloomy?" "I'm from out of town, visiting my grandparents. All my friends are back home." "I see. And I guess your grandparents aren't the most exciting people around." I smiled at him. "Nope, not by a long shot." Even sitting down, I still had to look up at him. But at least I could finally see his face. Nice looking, well kept brown hair, his nose was long and wide, between his blue eyes. "How tall are you?" I asked. "Six five," he chuckled. "Damn. I hope you play basketball." "I did in high school. Not now though. What about you? What do you do for fun?" "Mostly hang out with my friends, play video games, skateboard. You know, the usual." "Yeah. I bet a good looking guy like you got a lot of girlfriends though." "Sure. I have to beat them away with a stick... I wish." "Well, there's plenty of time for that. In the meantime, just build up those wrist muscles." "Wrist muscles?" "Yeah, you know..." He pumped his fist back and forth, in the universal sign for jerking off. I laughed, "Yeah." At the thought of that, I looked down at his tight swimsuit. I could see the outline of his dick, which is why I wouldn't wear that suit. It looked pretty big even though it was soft. I could even see the ridge around the head clearly, so I guessed he was circumcised like me. I didn't want him to catch me looking, although from above, I didn't think he could see where my eyes were. "So, you say you saw me from your balcony?" I asked looking at the building. "Yep, fifth floor, right there on the corner," he answered pointing. "It's getting pretty hot out here, want to come up for a Coke?" "Let me check my social calendar. Yeah, it's clear." I grabbed my towel and cell phone, and we rode up in the elevator together. I couldn't get over how tall he was. Well over a foot taller than me. His apartment was as nice as my grandparents' place. He pointed to the sofa, and I sat, as he got the Cokes from the kitchen. Handing me one, he said, "Be right back," and went into the bedroom. I took a sip and sat back. "So where're you from?" he called from the bedroom. I looked over and saw him from the side, as he peeled off that tight swimsuit. "Uh...uh...Just a small town you probably never heard of." As I watched he tossed the swimsuit in a hamper and opened a drawer on the bureau. I couldn't see too well, because he was sideways to me, and not real close. But I could see his dick swinging back and forth as he pulled on some boxers. I remember what he said about wrist muscles, and wondered what he looked like when he jerked off. Sometimes I like to look at myself in the long mirror in my bathroom when I do it. He came in and sat down on my left. He put his foot up on the coffee table, and leaned back. "Cheers," he said raising his Coke can at me. I did the same and took a sip. The fly of his boxers was open slightly, and I could see a bit of flesh inside. "Will your grandma be worried about you?" Jon asked. "No, I just have to check in every so often. I can text her to let her know I'm not dead." As I texted, Jon casually scratched his crotch. I pretended not to notice, but when he did it, I could see his dick flopping back and forth under the fabric. When he quit, the opening was even wider, and I could see part of his dick and part of his balls it lay on. I'd never seen a grown up man's dick, except in porn. Even then, it was in a pussy, not flopping around in the open. "So you don't have a girlfriend?" he asked. "Naw. I did, but we broke up just before school let out." "Did you ever do anything with her?" "We made out a lot. You know, just kissing and stuff." "Did you get to feel her tits." "Yeah, a couple of times. But she wouldn't let me do anything else." I could feel my dick getting hard. I'm not sure if it was because of the conversation or because I could still see inside his boxers. "Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked. "Currently unattached, and building wrist muscles," he laughed, giving his crotch another scratch. His dick seemed to be getting thicker, and sorta pushed at the opening of his boxers. I couldn't help but look, I mean, it was right there. "Hey! I got something you might like to look at," Jon said. I thought I'd been caught looking at his dick. "Uh...Okay." He went to the bedroom and came back with a magazine. He opened it as he sat back down, placing the magazine so the fold was right between where our legs nearly touched. Half over my left leg, half over his right leg. His right hand still held the corner of the half that was on my lap. I was suddenly looking at a bunch of naked boys and girls doing all kinds of things. I'd never seen porn with such young kids in it. My dick jumped in my swimsuit, and I notice the hand that held the magazine in my lap, rested right on my dick. Jon must have felt it jump, but acted like nothing happened. He reached over with his other hand and turned the page. This page showed a boy, a little older than me, licking some girls pussy. My dick jumped again, and I was a little embarrassed. I didn't want Jon to think anything bad about me, but these pictures were pretty hot. "What do you think?" he asked. "uh...It's great. I've never seen a magazine like this." My dick was rock hard. Jon turned another page. On this one the boy's dick was in the girl's mouth. "That looks like fun, don't it?" Jon said. As he said it, I thought I felt a little pressure on my dick, which made it jump again. I didn't know if he meant it looked like fun for the girl, or for the boy. But I said "Mm hm." He turned the page again, and this one was an outdoor shot taken from a distance. There were a lot of naked kids around who seemed to be paired off or in groups. It wasn't very clear and I had to look close around the page to see what they were all doing. I leaned down a bit, and my dick pressed harder against his hand, but he didn't move it. "What are they doing?" I asked pointing to a couple of kids in the far left corner, which was in his lap. "I can't really tell," Jon answered. I slid my hand under that corner of the magazine and bent over to get a better look. At first I thought my hand was resting on his leg, but it jumped under my hand like mine did. It was his dick, and it felt long and hard. I couldn't tell for sure, but it seemed pretty big. "Uh...I think he's behind her." I said, though I didn't move my hand away after making my observation. I was concentrating my thoughts on my hand to see what I could feel. Part of my hand was on his boxers, but I think the opening had spread more, because I could feel flesh on the back of my hand. Jon turned another page. This one had two boys sucking each other. I tugged at the legband of my shorts with my other hand, trying to give my dick a little room. The boys were about my age, though their dicks were a little smaller than mine. This made me feel good. One didn't even have any hair, the other had about the same as I did. "Do you like that?" Jon asked me. I only nodded my head a little, staring at the picture. He hesitated a minute, then almost in a whisper said, "Want to try it?" I nodded again. I was so horny by then I would do anything to cum. Jon set the magazine on the table and stood up. I could see his boxers tented out really big. He held out his hand, I took it and he led me to the bedroom. I was really scared. I'd never done anything like this before. Jon pulled the covers down on the bed, then knelt in front of me. He untied the drawstring on my swimsuit, then slid it off my hips, and down my legs. My dick jumped out hard as nails. Jon stood as I lay on the bed. He slid his boxers off, and I saw that big dick. It was hard as a rock too, but had a downward bend to it. The head was much bigger than the shaft. It kind of reminded me of his big toe I had seen earlier. Long with a fat knob on the end. Not that his shaft was thin by any means, just the head was fat. I kind of felt embarrassed because mine wasn't nearly as big as his. I was just over five inches when I checked last Saturday, but his was much bigger. I had never been in bed with somebody else, especially a guy, so I really didn't know what to do. Jon lay beside me just looking at me for a moment. Then he ran his hands up and down my chest and stomach a bit before taking hold of my dick. "You have a beautiful dick Ben." "Do you really think so?" "Absolutely." He leaned down and licked my dickhead, and I almost shot my load right then. He went further down and sucked my nuts into his mouth one at a time. Damn that felt good too. Jon lay back beside me and saw me looking at his dick. "You can touch it if you want." I raised up and leaned on my elbow. I picked it up, and it felt heavy in my hand. My fingers didn't close around it, and it was at least nine, maybe ten inches long. I wanted to make him feel good too, so I licked the fat knob head, and I heard him moan. His balls were so big, one filled my mouth completely. I slid my hand up and down his big cock, admiring it as I did. It was definitely a man's cock. "I can't believe how big your dick is. I guess it's because you're so tall." Jon pulled me up to his face and licked around my dick then down to my balls. He slid down in the bed a bit, and he licked his way to my butt hole. I could feel him licking around my hole, even trying to poke his tongue up in it. I had never thought of my butt hole as being sexy, but this changed my mind. He came back in front and I saw him wet his finger in his mouth. He put it at my pucker and took my dick into his mouth. As his mouth swallowed my dick, his finger pushed up into me. Jon has really long fingers, and he pushed it deep in me. He began moving up and down on my dick and pushing his finger in and out at the same pace. "Oh God that feels good." I moaned. I decided right then, the next time I jerk off, I'll have my finger in my butt too. I started moving my hips back and forth, shoving my dick into Jon's mouth and my butt onto his finger. It felt like his finger was pushing a magic cum button inside my butt and I did just that. I shoved in deep and my load exploded into his mouth, as he quickened the pace of his finger in my butt. "I've never cum so hard," I told Jon breathlessly. "I'm Glad you liked it." He was still rock hard, so I turned and tried to get his dick in my mouth. I could barely fit my lips around it, The head took up almost all the room I had and I couldn't slide up and down it much. He saw me struggling with it. "It's okay Ben, just take what you can." Jon began jacking his shaft as I sucked the head I swirled my tongue on the slit, making him moan even more. He started stroking it faster, then he suddenly put his hand on the back of my head. He didn't force my head down, but he held me in place as his cock fired a huge load of cum in my mouth and throat. I gagged a little, but kept swallowing so I wouldn't drown in his cum. It felt like he fired six or seven long streams of cum as he held me in place on his dick. He let go of my head, but I didn't pull off his dick yet. I liked the way it felt in my mouth, and I even liked the taste of his cum. "Was that your first time?"Jon asked. I nodded and said, "Yeah, I've never even been naked with anyone." `Did you like it?" "Definitely." "I can tell," Jon said grasping my renewed erection. I could tell he liked looking at my body, so I lay back and let him admire it as much as he wanted. His hands roamed all over me, making me even more excited. He started to suck me again and I said, "Can you do that finger thing again?" "So you like that, huh?" I nodded, and Jon reached into the bedside table drawer and put some oil on his fingers. When my dick was in his mouth, he slid a finger in my butt. He pushed it in and out slowly nearly driving me crazy. I started pushing back on it, trying to get him to go faster. Instead he stopped. Next thing I know he pushed in two fingers slowly. "Jesus. That feels good. Don't stop." He didn't. Once he had them in knuckle deep, he picked up the pace, and really worked my butt over good. I was moaning and thrashing about. Jon finally just held me tightly to him with my dick in his mouth. I couldn't move, but I didn't have to. He kept pushing those fingers in and out of my butt faster and harder, and soon I shot my wad into his mouth. It took me a minute to get my breath back. I lay my head on the pillow, my dick completely drained. Jon straddled my chest and leaned down. His cock was right in front of my face, so I opened my mouth for it. He pushed it passed my lips, and into my throat some until I choked. He pulled back and pushed in further. He kept this up for a few minutes, never going too far, but as far as I could stand. Then he pulled back until just the head was in my mouth and stroked his cock fast. I could tell he was getting close and I was waiting for his cum. Just as he was about to shoot, he pushed into my throat at my maximum depth, and I felt his molten lava cum pouring into my throat. As I dressed, Jon told me he worked Monday Wednesday and Friday mornings until one o'clock in the afternoon. Otherwise he was home most of the time. "Tomorrow's Thursday. So you'll be home tomorrow morning?" I asked. "Yes. Would you like to stop by?" "What time will you be awake?" "Around seven." "See you then," I said as I left. My grandma asked where I had been all day. I said I had made a friend and we spent the day playing games. It wasn't a total lie. I just didn't tell her how old he was or what kind of games we were playing. "That's nice dear. I'm glad you have someone to play with." Me too. I knocked on Jon's door at seven the next morning. Jon opened the door a crack and peeked out. When he saw that no one was in the hallway, the opened the door for me to enter. He was naked, his big cock looking less formidable but just as inviting. "I was just going to have some coffee, would you like some?" "No thanks." As he poured a cup he said, "I feel underdressed. Or maybe, you're overdressed." My tee shirt and shorts disappeared in record time. I felt kinda funny walking around naked, especially in someone else's house. But somehow I didn't mind it with Jon. And I loved watching him move around, that big cock swinging back and forth, I couldn't take my eyes off it. As we lay down on his bed I asked, "Will you use your fingers on me again?" "Ok. Lay on your stomach. I turned onto my stomach and closed my eyes, waiting for the pleasure to begin. Jon opened to drawer to get the oil out, and I heard him pouring in on his hand. I then felt his two fingers at my hole, and raised my butt a little in offering. I don't know why I loved having his fingers in me but I was soon bucking up to meet them, as he worked them in and out of me. He seemed to be twisting them a bit too, and I liked that a lot as well. As I got close to cumming, Jon stopped and rolled me onto my side. He lay down with his head at my dick taking it into his mouth. I was a little disappointed that his fingers weren't in me, til I felt him back there again. I even raised my leg so he could get to my hole. Only this time it wasn't his fingers. It was something bigger. I felt it stretch me a little then pop inside. "Oh God! What is that?" "A toy. Just relax." I did as he asked and tried to relax. I know that it was bigger than his fingers, I felt it stretching me all the way inside as he pushed it in and out of me. It kept going deeper with every stroke, then I felt something on my butt cheeks. Jon took his mouth off my dick and said, "See, you took it all." Then he pulled it all the way out and showed it to me. It was about as thick as my dick but around seven inches long. It was shaped like a dick, too, complete with balls. Jon pushed it back inside me as he swallowed my dick again. It dawned on me that this is what it feels like to get fucked by a dick. He pushed it all the way in until the rubber balls were on my butt cheeks again, then dragged it slowly all the way out. I groaned when it popped out, because I wanted it back in. Jon was quick to put it back. And I moaned in gratitude. "Do you like it?" Jon asked. "God yes. Don't take it out again." He smiled at me, and slid it all the way in. He began moving it faster, taking long deep strokes. I couldn't believe these great feelings were coming from my butt. "Fuck me with that toy, Jon." I begged thrusting back and forth on it. Suddenly I blew like Mount St. Helen. Jon swallowed my cum then pulled the toy out of my butt. He crawled up beside me and kissed me on the lips for the first time. "You are remarkable." I turned onto my back and tugged on his cock. He got the message, and straddled my chest again. There is no way I'm going to be able to take his whole cock in my mouth, but I was sure going to try. Like yesterday, Jon pushed back and forth a little ways into my throat, going just deep enough to be a little uncomfortable, before drawing back. After a few minutes, he jacked off as I swirled my tongue on that fat knob. I could tell he was going to cum, and forced my head onto his cock. Jon pulled my head even further, stretching my throat, and unloaded. Jon pulled me into his arms, and kissed me again. I really liked it when he kissed me. I was starting to feel like a girl. I'd just had a fake dick in my butt, and a real one in my mouth, and I liked it, and I like the way it made me feel when he held me in his arms and kissed me. "What did you mean when you said I'm remarkable?" I asked Jon as we cuddled. "You're beautiful and sexy and willing to try new things. I wish I had met you years ago." "How old are you anyway?" "Twenty two." "How can you afford this place and only work three mornings a week at twenty two?" "I work for my grandfather. He's grooming me to take over his business some day. During school, I take business classes. Now that it's summer, I work for him learning the ropes of his company. He bought me this place and pays for everything including my school." "Sounds like a nice guy." "Yeah, he's pretty great. People say we look alike." "So, does that mean he has a big dick like you have?" "I saw it once when I was about your age. Scared the shit out of me," Jon laughed. "That's how I felt when I first saw yours. But I like it now." "Not afraid of it anymore?" "No. Now I can't wait to have it again," I said as I played with it. "Mmm. Well, It's yours anytime you want it," Jon said kissing me again. We spent most of the day rolling around in his bed. I sucked him twice more, and he used the toy on me four more times. I like when he pushes it deep and kind moves it in circles, like he stirring a pot. I can feel it moving around in me and stretching my hole. I was drained and exhausted when I left his place. He probably was too. I must have swallowed a gallon of his cum. I'm sure my grandma could hear my belly sloshing as I walked. Jon worked the next morning, so I slept later. I went to his place at 1:30, but he didn't arrive till almost 2:00. I was waiting by his door when he came in carrying a black plastic bag. "What's in the bag?" "I got you a present," Jon said as he removed his clothes. "Me? You bought me something?" I asked as I got naked too. He reached into the bag and pulled out another toy. This one was a little longer than the other one, and where the other was long and slender, this one was about the same size at the head, but got a lot wider at the base. Just looking at it made my dick get hard. "Want to try it?" Jon asked. In reply, I lay on the bed and brought my knees to my chest. "I love your enthusiasm," Jon said as he kissed me. He put oil on it and rubbed it on my hole. The head popped in easily because it was the same size as the first one. As Jon pushed more of it into me, I felt it stretching my hole. I didn't mind, because it was like when he stirred the other one around in me. When he had about half in me I could tell it was much thicker than the first one. I moaned a bit, and Jon pulled back then pushed back in again. He used that on me for a minute, then began going deeper again. He leaned down and kissed me. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Mmm hmm." "Want me to stop?" "No. You can move it faster though." Jon smiled at me again. "You are fucking incredible." He kissed me again as he picked up the pace, going a little deeper each time. I moaned and groaned, feeling my chute being stuffed and widened. Jon bent down to take my dick into his mouth, then pushed in the last very thick inch all at once. I exploded and screamed out at the same time. He pulled back and pushed it in again fast and hard. It seemed to make me cum harder. I could feel it farther in me than the other one, and my hole had that nice stretched feeling. Jon pulled back about four inches and pushed it into me again quickly, then again, and again. "Oh...Oh...Oh...Aahh..." I thought I was going to pass out from the pleasurable pain. Jon covered my lips with his, as he held the toy at its deepest point, almost lifting me off the bed, stirring it around in me. I wanted to suck his cock, but I was wasted. I reached for it and Jon said, "Later. Rest a minute." I wasn't about to argue, and closed my eyes. I probably slept an hour with that toy imbedded in me. I awoke to Jon kissing me. He handed me a bottle of water, which I drank half of quickly. He kissed me again, and took hold of the toy. As he slid it out and back in again, I became hard. I moaned and returned the kiss passionately. While stroking the toy in and out of me, he seem to concentrate on the stirring motion even more. Then he pulled the toy out completely. I moaned my disappointment, as Jon crawled between my legs. Then I felt the toy at my opening again. There was some pressure, then It popped inside. I knew instantly it wasn't the toy, but Jon's hard cock. I had a real cock in me, and I knew I was going to get fucked for real, by a real man's cock. A real man's really big cock. And I really wanted it. Jon kept his lips pressed to mine in an open mouth kiss. I wasn't sure if it was just passion, or to keep me from screaming too loud. Even though my muscle ring had been stretched to accommodate Jon's big knob, my chute wasn't. Nor was I used to something as long as Jon wielded. He slowly worked about half his cock into me and started fucking me with only half as I went nuts. After a minute he broke the kiss. "Are you ok?" he asked breathlessly. "Ooohh...yes," I moaned wrapping my arms around his neck. "Do you like it?" "Yesss," I hissed. "I've wanted to do this since I first saw you. God, you're beautiful." I felt even girlier as I brought my legs back and placed them on his chest, opening myself up completely to him. Jon smiled down at me then kissed me again. "Do you want more?" I nodded. "You're incredible. Tell me if it gets to be too much." I had no intention of stopping him. I couldn't suck his whole cock, I would take it this way, even if it made me walk bowlegged the rest of my life. At seven inches Jon asked if I was still okay. "Yes, don't stop. Please keep fucking me." That fat knob burrowed further into me. I could feel it rearranging my insides. He was taking long strokes and pushing deeper on each stroke, until I felt his balls on my butt cheeks. Jon pushed hard, making sure I had every millimeter. "You've got it all baby. I want to make you mine," Jon said drawing almost completely out, then slamming it back in hard and fast. "OH FUCK!" He repeated it four more times, then Kissed me again." "You were made for my cock." And as he began to make slow and passionate love to me, I believed he was right. I Couldn't imagine not having it inside me. He made me cum twice before I felt him geyser inside me. As his hot cum poured into me, my legs collapsed onto the bed, and Jon collapsed on top of me. He nuzzled my neck and kissed me. Then looked into my eyes. "You are so fucking incredible. No one has ever taken my cock like you just did. Most girls scream and run when they see it. Forget getting it into their asses. Guys too. Is it too early in our relationship to say I love you?" "Probably. Why wouldn't they want it. I loved it. I was scared at first, but I knew you wouldn't hurt me on purpose." "So you knew I was preparing you for this?" Jon asked. "Not until you stuck it in me. Then it all made sense." "Are you mad at me?" "Not as long as you keep fucking me," I said, as his cock slowly deflated inside my ass. "I don't plan on quitting any time soon." Jon Kissed me again, and began moving his hips. His cock quickly made a U turn and started to grow inside me. "Do you really like it?" Jon asked taking long slow strokes. "Mmm God yes." "Can I tell you something?" I was a bit annoyed that he was interrupting my butt fucking, but said, "Sure." "You're actually the first person I've ever fucked." "Really?" "Yeah. I've had a few blow jobs, mostly from guys. Girls don't like sucking. And with this thing, they hardly even try. Guys at least try. But mostly, I have always been attracted to younger guys, so never really had much experience. When I saw you sitting down at the pool, I just wanted to talk to you. Then when I saw you up close, I wanted you. I've never approached anyone before. You're just so gorgeous, I had to try. Then you came up here with me, well, I couldn't believe my luck. I was so nervous, like it was a teenager's first date or something. When I sorta touched your dick while we looked at that magazine, I thought I was going to lose my mind. Once I saw you naked, I had to have you. Even if I only got to blow you once, It would be the best day of my life. You were so open and receptive to everything I tried, I kept working toward making love to you. Now, here I am. With my cock in someone for the first time, and I'm wondering if it's all a dream and I'm going to wake up alone in bed. Or, if it's not a dream, if what I'm feeling is just because I finally got laid, or something bigger." "I know I'm feeling something pretty big right now. Shut up and fuck me." My grandparents like their cocktails. For them, cocktail hour starts around four, and ends when they go to sleep around nine. Much of that time, they're too smashed to know if I'm there or not, so getting to spend time with Jon was not a problem. Mornings when Jon worked, I was the epitome of the perfect child, helpful and responsible, never even a curse word. So they had no reason not to trust me. I would text to let them know I'm alive and playing with my friend. On days that he didn't work, I was out early and spent the whole day with him. Sometimes I'd ask if I could have a sleepover with my friend, and of course they'd say yes. Sometimes I'd sleepover without asking, and go home when he left for work. Grandma would think I had just woke up and ask what I was doing up so early. We didn't spend all our time in bed, although we did spend a great deal of it there. Jon took me out to dinner, or to a movie. We went to amusement parks or other places on weekends too. Jon was so sweet. He'd open my car door for me, or hold my hand in the movie theater. We snuggled naked under a blanket to watch tv, or he'd cook dinner and serve me in the nude. Best of all we'd languish in bed for hours laughing and making love. I felt very girly when I was around him, and I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend. Sometimes it seemed he couldn't keep his hands off me, and I was the same with him. We'd be watching tv, and I would suddenly need him inside me, and I'd straddle him. I'd ride his big cock and squirt all over his stomach, while his cock stirred my insides. As summer drew to an end, Jon knew our time was ending also. He bemoaned the fact that I was leaving him. I reassured him that I would visit during holidays and whenever possible. He said he would visit my hometown too, even if we only had an hour together, it would be worth it. Besides missing Jon, I worried about my sex life back home. I wouldn't dare have sex with any of my friends, and I doubted they had a cock big enough to satisfy me anyway. Then a week before I was to leave, things changed. Apparently my dad couldn't keep his dick in his pants, and my mom left him. She showed up at my grandparents' place, bags in hand. Two days later, Jon's grandfather had emergency heart surgery. A triple bypass will keep him laid up for a long time, so Jon had to step in unexpectedly. Soon, my mom began enjoying `cocktail hour' with her parents. I didn't like seeing her drinking so much, but it did allow me time with Jon. I was also registered in a nearby public middle school. Jon worked hard almost everyday, and came home tired. I was there to help him relax, and get my dose of big cock too. Once school started I would come home to find mom already hitting the booze and it bothered me. I told Jon about it on Friday night the first week of school. Saturday morning as I came out of my room, I heard Mom at the front door. "Who told you I would be interested in a job?" "Benjamin. I met him earlier this summer at the pool. We sorta struck up a friendship. He told me of your pending divorce, and that you might need a job. Ben is such a wonderful kid, I just knew he had to have been raised by a wonderful mother." "I appreciate the compliment, but I really don't have any job skills. I haven't worked since I was a teenager working at McDonald's." "The job skills I require are all personality based. I need someone who can get along with people. Your experience at McDonald's actually will come in handy too. Most of the people you'll be dealing with work in fast food." I came around the door just then. "Jon, what are you doing here?" "Just having a chat with your mom. Hey, I was just about to go to a movie, Ben. Would you like to go with me?" "Uh yeah. I love to." "If that's alright with you?" Jon said to Mom. "Ok, sure." Jon handed Mom a card. "Come see me Monday morning if you're interested." Of course we didn't actually get to the movie theater that day. Jon's cock was soaking in my ass an hour later when I asked. "Why did you offer my mom a job?" "I want you here with me. If she's working here, she can't take you away to another city." That earned him another piece of ass. Jon always seems amazed that I can take his big cock. Me too, I guess. We can see it sliding up inside me. The fat knob moving just below the surface causing a ripple in my belly up past my navel. It's kind of amazing to see, It's like that movie, `Aliens' seeing the creature moving around just before it pops out of the guy's stomach. Only, it doesn't pop out, it just keeps moving back and forth causing pleasure, not pain. He likes to watch it moving around inside me. He knows I'm making room for him in my belly. He appreciates the sacrifice my body makes for him, and rewards me with orgasms and his cum. Afterwards, he always kisses me in gratitude, and declares his love for me. Mom took the job. Jon's company owns a small chain of ice cream parlors, a few fast food franchises, and even some liquor stores. Jon had plans for expansion, and Mom's job was to be a liaison between the individual stores, and the office headquarters. She was also to scout new locations for future stores. They currently had stores in four states, and Jon wanted to expand by double in five years. All of this meant that Mom would spend a lot of time traveling. The company provided her with a car and an expense account. The traveling provided Jon and I time together. After seeing how Jon was running things, his grandfather retired. Jon bought the apartment next door to his, and rented it to my mom far below its value. He convinced her to take it by saying it would keep her close to her aging parents, but allow her some privacy. I'm sure she suspected there was more to our relationship, but never questioned the amount of time I spent with Jon. Even when I would spend the night there, and she wasn't on the road, she never said anything. It's been five years now, and we're still together. I'm going to start college in the fall, but here in town. The End Thank you for taking the time to send feedback to the author at unicorn2012111(at)gmail(dot)com Do you enjoy having access to all the great fantasy material and also having a place to share your own stories without having to censer them for a general audience? Please donate to Nifty and help support and maintain this free service. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html