Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2004 06:26:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: StSeb@flashmail.com
Subject: Saint Sebastians Chapter 3

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THIS ISN'T TRUE.  NOT EVEN A LITTLE.  CHILDREN DON'T WANT TO HAVE SEX
WITH ADULTS.  IT IS INCREDIBLY HARMFUL TO THEM TO BE FORCED OR COERCED
INTO IT.  IF YOU BELIEVE YOU MAY AT SOME POINT TRY TO ENGAGE IN SEXUAL
ACTIVITY WITH A CHILD PLEASE SEEK PROFESSIONAL HELP NOW, PROFESSIONALS
CAN AND WILL HELP YOU.  YOU CAN GET BETTER.


Saint Sebastian's Chapter 3


I left you last leaving little Tim's room and heading for a late night
stop off with Andrew but something interrupted me.  I heard the buzzer in
my office ring twice.  That meant someone was downstairs ringing the
doorbell.  As it was only about 9:00 pm at this point I wasn't too
surprised but certainly was curious.  I went down stairs and opened the
door and before me stood a handsome young man of about 12.  He had dark
hair and lovely dark eyes.

"Hi John, how was your summer?"  He was another student here at dear old
Saint Sebs, long since moved out of my 'house' but still a good
'friend'.  I didn't have John in any of my classes this year and had
missed seeing him.

"Great, Sir.  I started to spunk up right before school started."

"Did, you now?  Well, good on ya,  here, stop standing on the stoop and
come on in" I said as I ushered him inside with a 'paternal' hand on his
shoulder and closed the door behind us.  "So what brings you over
tonight?"  I asked.

"Well Sir, Mr. Richards, you know I'm in his house this year, he sent me
over.  He said he wants to know if you can cover his study hall at 2
tomorrow.  He says he tried to call but you didn't answer and when he
asked for volunteers, well" he started to blush" well I missed you so I
volunteered."

"What, Richards isn't keeping you entertained enough?"  I said knowing
what he was probably 'missing'.

"Well, Sir, uh you see, well" he stammered.

I saved him with "Yeah, I know John, Mr. Richards prefers to be on the
receiving end, just like you.  I understand what you've been missing
about me."

"But that's not all, I like you Sir" another blush "and I wanted to come
see you and tell you about my summer and all."

"Well John, I missed you too"  I say giving him a hug.  He melts into me
and tilts his up towards mine.  I know what he wants and lean down
putting my lips against his.  His little tongue snakes out into my mouth
tentatively at first but with increasing fervor until it's lashing around
in my mouth.  At the same time I can feel him hardening against my
thigh.  I pull back and look into his flushed face "I guess you did miss
me."

"Oh yes Sir, very much."

"Well, come on upstairs and I'll call Mr. Richards and tell him I'll take
that study hall."  John had grown during the summer and was now about 2
inches taller than the last time I'd seen him.  Judging by what he'd said
earlier he'd probably grown someplace else as well.  I was curious to
find out.

I closed the door behind us as we entered my modest apartment, something
I rarely do but I knew that John liked to make noise and I didn't want to
wake up my little brood.  As I picked up the phone to call my colleague I
waved my hand towards John, he knew what to do and started to disrobe.
As I called Mr. Richards I was watching John strip, he had put on some
muscle over the summer and his chest was starting to broaden and show
some definition.  I noticed little tufts of hair in his armpits, that was
something new.  As I was finishing up on the phone John was standing
there in only his very tented out boxers, I noticed that despite the
small amount of hair in his pits that he was still smooth on his legs and
chest.

"What's the matter John, I've seen it all before."  I said as I put down
the phone.

He blushed again.  "Well, it's different, and, um, well, it's ok if you
don't want to see it, I can do you or you can do my bum" he started to
snivel a little "I just want to be with you, if you don't like it it's
ok, you don't have to do anything with it."

Poor little guy, these feelings weren't all that uncommon for boys this
age, going through these changes.  They felt different, strange, and
often were very insecure.  "Hey, John, come here" I gathered him up in a
big hug "it's ok, I'll still like you and I'm sure I'll still like it
silly.  Everybody goes through this, now" I said holding him out at arms
length and getting down on one knee "let's see what the fuss is all
about."  With that I took the waist band of his boxers and out he fell.
The first thing I noticed was how hard he was, his shaft filled his skin
to near bursting, his penis looked like a water balloon ready to pop.
The second thing I noticed was how much he'd grown.  As a prepubescent
little boy he'd always been large, much larger than his classmates, and
now, for a twelve year old he was even bigger, at least 5 maybe 5 1/2 or
even 6 inches.  Next I noticed the little semi-circular patch of brown
hair over the base of his pecker, soft and silky but pubic hair none the
less.  Finally I noticed the big smooth sack hanging underneath his cock
and the two big nuts bulging inside it, hairless still but so big.  He
certainly had grown during the summer off but his dick still had that
strong curve to the left, I always enjoyed that it gave him uniqueness.
He must have been excited by my looking at him because his penis gave a
twitch and out leaked a little precum, that was new too.

"You HAVE grown this summer, haven't you John."  He giggled.  I reached
out with one hand and gripped his tool firmly, I rubbed my thumb under
his glans, right at the most sensitive spot and he moaned and more precum
poured out over my fingers.  With that I slowly stroked from the tip to
the root and back and as I reached his head a much larger dribble of
precum poured out of the slit at the tip of his taut spongy head.  "What
a nice big tool you have now John, and it looks like you're making a lot
of juice down here."  With that I reached out and cupped his surprisingly
big balls in my  hand, he must have liked that because another dribble of
clear juice ran out of his cock.  "Maybe I should squeeze these and get
all the juice out" I said giving his sack a little squeeze.

"Oh, that feels so good Sir.  Please Sir can I see you now?"  I stood up
and striped down.  My hard cock stuck straight out over his now only
slightly smaller one.  I reached down and gripped both our our tools in
my hand and stroked back and forth.  "Please let me suck you, I missed
your cock in my mouth so much!."  I turned and sat on the edge of the bed
and John sank to his knees between my legs.  He reached up and gently
took my member in his hands, caressing it gently.  The look on his face
was almost ecstatic in the religious sense as he slowly bend forward
brushing the tip with his lips.  He looked up into my face, possibly for
approval possibly just with adoration, and I placed my hand gently on the
back of his head and pulled him forward.  His lips parted as he reached
my throbbing head and I slowly slipped inside.  He was, as always,
amazing.  Sure Andrew (see Chapter 1) was great and experienced but John
had been sucking cock for a long time and it was a second nature to him
as breathing.  I slowly guided Johns head up and down on my cock feeling
him sucking and swirling his tongue on my shaft and head.  It was no
effort for him to deep throat me and when he was all the way down to the
root his tongue would slip out and lick my sack.

He started to increase his pace and I was getting close but not nearly
ready yet so I lifted his face away from my dick.  "No" he whined "I
almost got you done".

"I know John, but I have some other stuff to do first."  I lifted him to
the bed and lay him flat on his back.  His still hard cock stood
throbbing from his groin.  I moved between his legs and gripped it firmly
in my hand stroking up and down, pumping precum out.  I wiped the cream
off the head and leaned down, he smelled sweet, none of the musky odor of
man that would come in a year or two.  I popped his head into my mouth,
he was spongy and taut and amazing swelled even more as I rubbed my
tongue along the groove in the bottom of his glans.  A little precum
leaked into my mouth, it tasted as sweet as it smelled and I rubbed it
around his head with my tongue.  I started to bob up and down on his hard
tool, I could feel his heart pulsing through the shaft.  I placed my
hands on his tight young thighs as I sucked his cock.  Like all boys this
age he was approaching his climax quickly, I didn't slow but I moved a
hand to the base of his cock and right when he was about to cum I pressed
my thumb down hard between his cock and his balls.  A drop of cum
appeared at the tip of his cock and he twitched a little but he didn't
really cum, he also didn't lose his boner but he didn't groan in
frustration.  "It's ok boy, you'll come sooner or later, probably a few
times too."

With that I went back down on his still throbbing cock swallowing him to
the root.  I started to lift his legs with my hands and he knew instantly
what I wanted and pulled them the rest of the way up to his head.  It was
only then that I realized that, strangely given how hard he was, his sack
was still loose and relaxed.  I noticed because it was hanging down over
his little rosebud.  I took his sack in my hand and rolled his balls in
my palm as I continued to suck his dick, they were big and soft in my
palm.  I pulled my mouth off his cock and started to lick and suck his
nuts finally putting his whole sack in my mouth and sucking hard.  At the
same time I moved another hand below his balls and started to stroke his
pucker.  This was what he really wanted and his boycunt started to pulse
almost as if it was nipping at my fingers, trying to pull them inside.  I
slowly screwed my middle finger into his ass as I dropped his nuts into
my other hand went back down on his cock.  I little in and out from my
finger and he was close again, this time I let him shoot his watery
little load into my mouth.  I'm not a big fan of cum but this was sweet
and thin.  I moved over him and pressed myself down on the length of his
body and let him taste his own cum.  He wrapped his legs around my torso
and started to hump his crotch up against my belly, how cute the little
pussy wanted to get fucked.

I sat up and told him to roll over and present.  A second later he was on
his knees with his face and chest pressed into the bed.  His round
slightly muscular cheeks spread and his pink anus winking at me.  I
pressed my face in between and began to eat out his boypussy.  He moaned
and started to wiggle his ass back at me.  I reached up and bounced his
nuts in my hand then reached forward for his cock, it was stiff again and
I started to stroke as I tongued his little cunt.  His cock was
positively flowing with precum and I decided that we were both ready.

I reared up behind him and placed my cock at his entrance.  I waited and
he started to push himself back onto me slowly impaling his little
boycunt, no now nearly mancunt back on my throbing cock.  He felt so warm
and tight as he slowly slid back onto me.  When he had reached bottom I
started to slide in and out of his ass and he began to moan in earnest.
My thrusts quickened and then came the the squeaks and squeals, this was
why I'd shut the door.  Soon he sounded like Monica Seles at the US Open.

I wanted to see his reaction so I pulled out and flipped him over.  I
lifted his hips and pulled him back onto my cock in one quick thrust.  He
wrapped his legs around my waist and started to pull me into him as I
again started to fuck his ass.  I looked down at his twitching dick and
that big loose sack.  Thinking back on Andrew earlier in the day gave me
an idea and I took his sack in my hand.  I pulled back slightly and
slipped his nuts between my left thigh and his cheek, then pressed back
into him.  His eyes popped open when he felt the pressure on his
sensitive balls.  I didn't want to really hurt him so I left the next
move to him.  He could have reached down and moved his nuts but he left
his arms spread out on the bed and slowly pulled me back into him with
his legs.  Discomfort flitted across his face as his balls were squeezed
but he started to pick up his pace.  Soon I was back ramming into him and
he was back to squealing now though those squeals were a little higher
pitched.

I was beginning to get close and wanted to make sure he came on my cock.
I could tell that the pain in his nuts was slowing down his orgasm so I
pulled his sack back out and redoubled my efforts on his ass.  I reached
down and gripped his shaft in my hand and squeezed, a veritable river of
precum spilled out onto his stomach.  I rubbed some up onto his tit and
squeezed his nipple hard.  That was the tipping point and I felt him
start to tense, I moved his hips slightly and rammed hard into his
prostate, that did it and he exploded into orgasm.  I felt his ass ripple
on my cock but his cock didn't twitch, instead it just opened up like a
faucet and his cum poured out onto this stomach and chest.  Two more
thrusts and I lets loose with burning jets of jiz deep into his ass.

When he had come back to earth he realized I had finished too and quickly
pulled his ass off my cock and slurped it into his mouth.  He sucked me
clean, clearly relishing the taste of my cum.

"Wow John, didn't you get some from your neighbor this summer?"

He looked up with a sadness in his eyes.  "No, when he saw my hair he
didn't want to play anymore."

"I'm sorry kiddo, I know how much you liked him."

"Yeah, not as much as you but yeah.  It was really boring at home without
him."  You see, John's neighbor had introduced him to sex the summer
before he started at Saint Sebs.  That however is a story for another
time.

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