Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2005 19:55:32 -0700
From: Boystory <boystory@comcast.net>
Subject: Satyr-Boy-3

Well here's the next installment of "Satyr Boy".  It details the characters
ongoing sexual experiences.

As usual, if you're under 18, or in the company of someone under 18, then
please do not download or read this story.  The depictions in this story
involve sexual contact between a boy and an adult male.  The time frame for
these stories is during the boy's 8th through 16th year, and the men range
from age 19 to 60.  Unlike my other stories, this story is mainly about
sexual conquest.  If that is not to your liking, then please find another
story to read.  Also, I should state that the events herein are nothing
more than fantasy.  Any resemblance to any person alive or dead is purely
coincidental.  None of the events herein ever happened, not that some would
be all that bad if they did, but...

I would love to hear feedback on this story from all of you.  All emails
will receive a response (except blatant flames).  You can email me at
boystory@comcast.net.

Again, I wanted to thank Keitare for his assistance in editing this
chapter.

Also, I now have a group available on Yahoo Groups.  You can join by going
to:

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All chapters of all of my stories will be posted there as well as on Nifty.


Hope you enjoy this installment of "Satyr Boy"

Lenny boystory@comcast.net
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"S A T Y R B O Y" CHAPTER 3 - Neighbor Guy

Hey all, Daniel here again. Glad you came back to hear more. Now that
you've heard about how I got started, let's get into the real meaty
stuff. The encounter in this chapter was an important one.  Everything
almost ended here. Sit back, relax, and enjoy my recollections.

It was a hot day.  I had returned from camp a few days before, and had
Joey's dad play with me, but I wanted something more.  I was walking down
our street, and remembered the guy who lived at the end.  He was a quiet
man, who kept to himself, but there was something about the way he used to
look at the boys playing in the street that now made more sense to me.

I started walking over to his house, and when I got there, knowing he was
watching through the window, I stripped off my shirt.  I went over to the
hose that was laying on the front lawn, turned it on, and began to let it
spray all over me.  I was soaked when I heard him come out of the front
door.

He didn't yell at me like I expected.  Instead, he simply stood there
watching me with a stern look.  I looked over at him, and blushing, started
to apologize for using his hose without permission. He told me not to worry
about it.

A few minutes later, he said to me that I looked soaked through and
through.  He offered me a towel, which I accepted.  He told me to follow
him into the house.  I followed, thinking that I had a success.

Inside, he went to the hallway linen closet, pulling out a towel and handed
it to me.  I took it and began to dry my hair.  He watched me closely.  I
began to remember what Eric had told me, and asked him if he could put my
clothes in the dryer because I didn't really want to walk around all day in
wet blue jeans.

He nodded, so I immediately stripped off my pants.  I was just standing
there in my wet white briefs.  I could see him staring at me which just
emboldened me more. I hooked my fingers in my briefs, and slid them down my
legs, and off my feet. I was standing in front of him stark naked.  I began
to get an erection.

He didn't say anything, so I asked him to put my clothes in the dryer.  He
took them and went into the laundry room as I sat on the couch.

I was sitting on the couch, absently playing with my erection when he came
back.  He sat down next to me, staring at me playing with myself.  He asked
me if I needed any help.  I smiled at him, leaned back against the couch,
opening my legs, and moved my hand.

Nothing was said.  He reached over and gently took my 3 inch penis between
his thumb and forefinger and began to rub it gently.  He did this for a few
minutes and then I started getting that feeling again.  He continued
masturbating me until I had an orgasm.

After I recovered, I smiled up at him and began to move on the couch closer
to him.  I rubbed my hand over the substantial bulge in his shorts feeling
his turgid cock for the first time.  I asked him if I could see it, to
which, he simply smiled.  I reached over and undid the snap on his shorts,
and lowered his zipper.

He stood at this point, allowing me to strip his shorts off his hips.  I
was pleased to say the least when I saw he wasn't wearing any underwear.
His shorts slipped down and his dick popped up and slapped against his
tummy.  It was a nice one.  Not as big as Eric, but bigger than Joey's dad.
He was circumcised and it looked about 6 or 7 inches long, but it was
pretty thick.

I ran my hand up the shaft and could feel him shiver.  He asked me to
masturbate him like he did to me, but I looked up with a devilish grin and
shook my head.  I'm sure he thought I was being mean or something, and he
began to protest until I got closer and began to lick the head.

His jaw dropped open when I pushed his tummy so he would sit on the couch.
I stood there between his legs, licking the head of his penis.  After a few
more licks, I opened my mouth and took him between my lips.

Being a small boy, I could only get an inch or so of him into my mouth, so
while I licked with my tongue on the upper part of his dick, I rubbed my
fist around the lower part.  My fingers didn't go all the way around it,
but I don't think he was in any mood to complain.

I sucked on his hard dick for a few minutes, when I could tell he was about
to give me my afternoon snack.  His dick got much harder, and began to
swell a bit in my mouth.  I pulled my head up until only the very tip of it
was in my mouth when he erupted.  He shot 4 very large shots of cum into my
mouth, which I hungrily swallowed.

When he was done, and I had licked him clean, I hopped up on his lap.  He
hugged me and then started asking questions.  He asked me where I learned
to do that.  I told him the story of Eric but I didn't say anything about
Joey's dad.  When I told him about that last day at the camp, and what Eric
had done to me, he got a look in his eye that I could only interpret as
desire.

I asked him if he would do that to me.  He smiled and nodded his head.  I
got off his lap, and, grabbing his hand, started dragging him into his
bedroom.  We went into the room and I jumped up on his bed.  I jumped up
and down on his bed like it was a trampoline.  He followed me to the bed,
and I jumped into his arms and gave him a big hug.

He fell over onto the bed with me in his arms and kissed me on the
forehead.  I liked that.  He began to caress me all over my body.  I liked
that even more.

After he caressed me for a few minutes, I began to notice that he was
getting another erection.  I was already hard.  I began to caress his
stiffy and he moaned a little.  He reached over to his nightstand and
pulled out a bottle of hand lotion.  He put some on his hands and began
feeling around my butt.

He found my hole, and began to push a finger into me.  He did this until he
felt no resistance then added another finger.  Once he had 3 fingers
sliding in and out of my butt with relative ease, he told me to get on my
hands and knees at the edge of the bed.  He stood next to the bed, and
grabbing my hips, pushed his knob to my little hole and began to press it
into me.

It hurt more than I expected but I didn't say anything, knowing the pain
would go away pretty quick.  It took him a while to get it all inside me,
but when he did, and I felt his hair against my butt, I couldn't help but
moan.

It felt so good.  He asked me if it hurt too much, and if I wanted him to
stop, to which I said no.  I told him that it felt really good, and asked
if he would please begin fucking me.  He didn't wait for me to change my
mind, and immediately began sliding his dick out of my butt until only the
head was left inside.  He reversed direction.  He fucked me slowly for a
long time.  Eventually he began to increase the speed and I knew he was
getting close to filling me with his cum.

I was feeling those feelings again myself, and after a few minutes more, he
pushed his penis all the way inside me and held it there.  I could feel him
squirting into my butt and that caused me to go into my own orgasm.  Mine
was dry, of course, but it still felt really good.

After we were both done, I got off the bed, and went into the bathroom and
took a shower.  While I was in the shower, he went to get my clothes out of
the dryer.  I dressed quickly, and as I was getting ready to leave, I
turned to him and asked if I could come back some time.  He smiled and
replied that I was welcome any time I wanted.

I went to his house about 2 or 3 times a week.  This went on for a few
years.

I was now about 12 and went to his house, like I usually did.  He had been
sucking me and fucking me for years and I felt really comfortable with him.
On this day, I went over and we went into his bedroom.  I took off my
clothes, and he did the same.  I laid down on the bed, and he came over and
kneeled next to me.  I knew he was going to go down on me.

He began to suck on me slowly, like I liked.  For some reason, this time it
felt better than it ever had before.  I knew my orgasm was building, but
the feeling was much more intense than it had ever been before.  He kept
going at the slow pace I loved.

When I could hold out no longer (I usually like to hold of my orgasm so it
would feel better) I allowed my orgasm to go.  I felt a spasm in my dick
all the way down to my balls and then the most amazing thing happened.  I
came.  I actually squirt cum into his mouth!  I was ecstatic.

He was surprised, to say the least, but that didn't stop him from
swallowing it.  I'm sure it wasn't much, but I didn't care.  I came.

When he was finished, I jumped up and gave him a huge hug.  I was almost
crying because I was so happy.  He shared my joy, when he realized that it
was my first time.  He told me that a boy's first cum is the most special,
and he was honored to be the person I was with when it happened.  I hugged
him, told him I loved him, and said now he just had to fuck me.

He did.

A few more years had gone by, and I was now 15.  It was a few months before
my 16th birthday, and I was coming home late from school.  When I got home,
I noticed several police cars out in front of his house.  I stayed away.

Later, a policeman came to my house asking if he could talk to me.  I was
so scared that someone had found out about us.  He came in and we sat at
the kitchen table.  He explained to me that my neighbor had been caught
with a boy at the local mall.  They were doing a routine investigation and
the other boys in the neighborhood told them that I spent a lot of time
with him.  They asked me if he had ever done anything "improper" with me to
which I said no.

They asked me if I was sure and I got a little angry, and screamed that if
he had I would have kicked him in the balls and ran away.  This seemed to
be enough for them and they left.

I read in the newspaper that my neighbor had been sentenced to 20 years in
prison for child molestation.  I never heard from him again.

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Well guys, there's another story from my childhood.  Keep your eyes open
for the next one which should be out in a few days.

Until next time,

Daniel