Date: Fri, 15 Aug 2003 20:55:50 EDT
From: HickoryTavern03@aol.com
Subject: Ricky's Summer, Part 1 - GM - Adult/Youth

IF SEX WITH MINORS UPSETS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!

RICKY'S SUMMER

The year was 1992, I had just turned 18 a couple of months prior and was
settling in comfortably into a nice two bedroom one bath apartment in
Phoenix, Arizona. I have always had a way of relating to people younger
than myself, so it was no wonder I had made friends with Ricky so quick.

It was October and October in Phoenix is really hot. I was walking down the
street I lived on my way home from the store, when a blond haired kid ran
up to me. At 18 I looked like I was 16.

"How are you?" he asked.

"Fine, just headed home" I answered.

"Can I come over?" was his next question.

"Sure." was my response.

So, we took off down the street toward my apartment building.  When we
arrived, he just looked around in wonder. I cannot imagine why.  The
complex itself was not that nice, except for the pool that sat in the
middle.

I unlocked the door to my apartment and we stepped inside.  I put away the
stuff from the store and told him to have a seat.

"Do you want anything to drink" I asked.

"Sure, what do you have?" was the reply

"Diet Coke and water," was my answer back.

"I'll take a Diet Coke."

Now I should mention at this point, I thought that there was no way that
this kid was gay or even bi. So, I gave him his Diet Coke and sat down.  We
started to talk in depth, in which he told me that he lived with his
brother, he was 16, and he was running away from home because his brother
was not very nice.  I told him a little about myself. And then approached
the subject I wanted to.

SEXUALITY.

"Do you know what gay means?" I asked.

"Yeah." he said.

"What?"

"Fag, homo." was his reply.

"Well, I am gay" I said.

"Cool" was his simple reply.

"You don't mind?"

"No."

"Ok." was my simple reply.

The next few minutes passed with relative silence. I asked him if he would
let me see his cock. He agreed.

The next thing I new, there was a naked teenager in my living room.

"How old are you?' Iasked, stunned.

"16" he replied.

"Really?" was all I could say.

I started at his head which was covered in thick blonde hair and started my
way down.  He was about 5 10 and muscular in a scrawny way. He had a well
developed torso, no underarm air though. Then I got to the coup de gras,
covered in a nice thick pubic bush, was about 4 inches of soft cock. AND
THAT WAS SOFT!!.

"What about you?" he asked.

"Ok" was my answer and I stripped. But my flaccid 2.5 inches looked wimpy.
I noticed he was starting to get hard, so I asked him if would like to go
to bedroom.  He agreed and we were off.

Story to be continued in.....RICKY'S SUMMER 2

To each his own, Daniel Butler