Date: Tue, 5 Oct 1999 10:42:42 +0800 From: Tremo Subject Reece - Part 1 (b) (mast) (voyeur) Standard disclaimer, if your not old enough (18years old plus) don't read this story. If you're offended by sexually explicit writing, don't read this story. This story is entirely fiction and any similarities to true events are merely coincidental. I first met Reece when he about nine. He was a pretty looking boy with long fair hair. He had soft red lips and brown eyes that kept drawing your attention to them. His mother and I were both 22, and we were studying at University with me. She knew that I was gay and mixed with a lot of gay men at that time. I guess she found it safe and needed a little time out from straight guys. I always found him to be an attractive boy, although I had no sexual interest in him, as he was much too young for me. He was also a little feminine and seemed to really enjoy the company of men. He was a very friendly boy, and being the lone child of a single mother he was always comfortable mixing and socializing with adults. Over the four years that we were studying, I got to see him lots of times and we got to know each other quite well. He was also very relaxed with his body, and I saw him a number of times walking from the bathroom to his bedroom, naked. The first time I saw him naked was when his mother and I were studying. He was about nine and walked naked from the bathroom to his bedroom and although his young body did not turn me on, I kept looking at his uncut penis, bouncing around his little balls as he kept trying to jump and skip around. Because he had no hair around it, his dick looked bigger than it really was. Although I am not an expert on the penis size of pre-teen boys, I'm sure his dick was bigger than most. His foreskin extended about half an inch further than the tip of his dick. My own cock was rock hard by this time. As I was sitting at a table, I could enjoying rubbing the head of my hard dick up the legs of my shorts. He was oblivious to the fact that he was naked, and his mother finally had to tell him to get his pajamas on and go to bed. I then watched his tight little bum bounce down the corridor to his bedroom. One night towards the end of my course, I was working with his mother to complete a major assignment. After a few cups of coffee, my bladder was bursting and I needed to go to the toilet. I was walking past bathroom and saw that the door was slightly ajar and the light was on. I looked in and saw Reece in the bath. The water was almost drained out, and he was playing with his penis. He must have been about 12 by then, and his dick had grown to about five inches erect and had a scattering of fine black hair around his dick and balls. He was playing with the head of it under his foreskin with one hand and rubbing his balls with the fingers of his other hand. I was mesmerized by the sight and he was enjoying it so much that he did not hear or see me approach. I found that I could not take my eyes of his teenage erection as he kept playing with it. I found myself getting very hard as I watched. I had to put my hand down my pants to adjust my own erection, in case his mother saw me. Between times of him fingering the head of his dick, he would begin to stroke the length of it. I was fascinated watching the shiny smooth head appear from under the loose, long teen-boy foreskin. I also noticed that he was playing with his anus with one of his fingers. He would enjoy jerking his cock until he was getting close to cumming, and then stop for a while, almost as if he was putting on a show for me. My own dick was so hard that I found myself rubbing it through my jeans. The pleasure from this was electrifying, and was the sexiest feelings I had ever had. At one stage, he leaned over and licked the head of his dick with his tongue. I almost shot my load when he did this. After what seemed like hours, he began to breathe a little heavier and started to groan a little. He was soon cuming, although only a small glob of white cum flowed out of the end of his dick. It was all a little too much for me, and my hard cock began to spew its white creamy load into my boxers. As I came, I must have made a noise, because he looked up towards the door. He looked toward where I was standing, and smiled without attempting to cover up his penis. His face seemed to light up as he smiled. I felt very embarrassed and immediately turned away and ran to the toilet. I cleaned up my boxers and tried to gain my composure. Although I had jerked off earlier that day, I don't think I had ever produced so much cum. I was full of shame at having cum while watching a twelve year old boy play with his cock, but I was also aware of still being turned on. Even as I was cleaning myself up, I was getting hard again. I put my dick back into my jeans and went back to his mother. The door was closed. As it was the end of the year and we had finished our assignments, I did not see Reece again for a few years. I was always wondering if he had really noticed me or if he had told his mother.