Date: Thu, 20 May 2004 06:06:45 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Second Thoughts: The Kid by Justin Davis (M/b,mast,oral,anal)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between a young male
and an older male. If material of this nature offends you then you should
not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in
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This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's
living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely
coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story
are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their
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Second Thoughts: The Kid
By
Justin Davis


"Tommy Brown! What the heck are you doing? You shouldn't be standing
there like that!" Allen Wilson said to the precocious, sandy-haired,
eleven-year-old that was standing butt naked in the doorway of the living
room not five feet away from where he sat in Susan Brown's apartment
watching television. If that wasn't shocking enough, the kid's four
inch, circumcised peter was rock hard.

"I always get naked when mom's not around. You like my peter? Tommy
asked, the smiled.

"Well, I'm around here now. Go put some clothes on," Thirty-two-year old
Allen Anderson said, and immediately had second thoughts about agreeing
to baby sit the apartment and Tommy for the weekend for his good friend
Susan.

"You don't like seeing me naked?" the spidery legged eleven year old
replied, walking into the living room.

"No! Now put some damn shorts on or something and quit playing with
yourself," Allen replied, referring to the fact that Tommy was fingering
his hard, four-inch, peter.

"I thought you'd like seeing me naked cause your gay. Mom and I talked
about it. See, my thing's all hard," Tommy replied, putting his hands on
his hips and pushing his groin forward so that his hard peter stuck out
more.

"Yes, I can see that and the fact that I'm gay doesn't have anything to
do with anything. Now go get some clothes on or I'm gonna tell your
mother when she calls," John said.

"No! I'm gonna stay naked the whole weekend."

"You're not!"

"Am to!"

"Not!"

"Am!"

"Look, you can't go around like that. It's not right."

"Why?"

"It's just not. Uh, I'm older and I know what's best."

"I bet you got a big one, huh?"

"Tommy! You shouldn't be talking like that. Now go get some shorts on
or I'm gonna tell your mom."

"I got a big peter for my age, see. You like it?" Tommy replied,
flicking his hard, thick, prick with his fingers and making it waggle
from side to side.

"Uh, yes. It's nice. Now go put some clothes on," Allen replied,
noticing for the first time that Tommy's groin had a few brown hairs on
it.

"Why I gotta put clothes on?"

"Look, Tommy. There's just some things kids don't understand," Allen
said.

"Like what?"

"Just stuff. Now go put some shorts."

"Okay. But, if I put my shorts on you gotta let me sit in your lap and
watch "Shrek."

"Fine. You can sit in my lap," Allen replied.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief as little Tommy scampered back toward his
bedroom. He had called the kid's bluff. So, the second thoughts that
were crowding his mind disappeared. He had handled the situation and all
would be well from now on. At least he thought so.

"Mmmmm! You make me feel funny," Tommy said later, as he sat watching
the movie and slowly moving his butt around in Allen's lap.

"Uh, wadda mean?"

"You're things getting hard. I can feel it up against my butt."

"It's not, Allen lied. Now watch the movie!"

"Tis to!"

"Tommy, be still and watch the movie!"

"You gonna suck my peter and lick my hole after the movie's over?"

"Good god!" Allen exclaimed, and jumped up out of the chair, causing
Tommy to spill out of his lap onto the carpeted floor.

In response, Tommy just sat cross-legged upon the floor and giggled as he
looked up at the older man.

"Tommy, this is wrong. Now, I'm gonna call your mom and tell her to come
back. Even though It's almost ten o'clock on a Friday night there ain't
no way in hell I'm watching out for you until Sunday evening," Allen
said.

"How bout if I suck you're dick and lick your balls?" Tommy replied.

"Holy shit! Where the hell did you get that crap from?" Allen asked.

"Off the Internet. I go to all kinds of places. There's lots of guys
out there that would love me to suck their dick lick their balls," Tommy
replied.

"Tommy, this has got to stop right now! I don't want to hear anything
else about that kind of stuff. I don't wanna hear anymore about what you
think you know," Allen replied.

"Oh, I know a lot. I bet you'd love this," Tommy replied, and quickly
pulled down his shorts to his ankles, grabbed his legs, and then pulled
them back, giving Allen an unobstructed view of his pucker.

"Oh my fucking god! Stop that this instant!" Allen exclaimed, prompting
the spidery vixen to giggle, then roll on the carpeted floor laughing.

"I gotcha! I gotcha! You want it! You want it!" Tommy chanted, as he
rolled on the carpeted floor and laughed.

"Tommy Landon Brown! You stop that this instant!" Allen bellowed.

Tommy quit rolling on the carpet and sat up and looked at Allen with a
big grin on his face.

"Now look, Tommy. There's to be no more talk about this kind of stuff
the rest of the weekend. Besides, I'm not interested in little boys
anyway," Allen said sternly, causing the grin on Tommy's face to
disappear.

"Why not?" Tommy asked.

"Cause I'm not. Boys smell and they act silly, just like you're doing
now," Allen replied, causing Tommy to frown.

"I don't smell! I keep myself real clean. Even my hole! Richard says
it smells good," Tommy replied.

"Richard? Whose Richard?" Allen asked, then wished he hadn't.

"He's my friend. He lives in an apartment on the first floor with his
mom. He's fourteen," Tommy replied.

"How would Richard know how your bottom smells?" Allen asked.

"Cause, he's licks it and puts his tongue in it," Tommy replied.

"Good grief!" Allen exclaimed.

"He sucks my peter, too, and he's even put his thing in my butt four or
five times. He can shoot sperm, too. I can, too, but not as much as
Richard. He shoots a whole bunch of white stuff out of his peter," Tommy
said.

"Good god, Tommy, that's enough! You shouldn't be telling me this
stuff. I don't want to hear anymore about it," Allen replied, again very
much having serious second thoughts about baby-sitting Tommy at all.

"He's got a big one, but I can get it all in my mouth now. I bet it's not
as big as yours though," Tommy said.

"Tommy, I said that's enough. I don't wanna hear anymore about you and
Richard," Allen replied, his cock twitching at the thought of the
sandy-haired imp's mouth sucking on a dick.

"I bet your sperm tastes better, too. His is kinda salty," Tommy said.

"Look, you shouldn't be talking to me about his stuff. I don't want to
hear anymore," Allen said.

"Why? You're gay," Tommy said.

"That doesn't make any difference. What you and Richard do should be
private between you two guys. You shouldn't go around telling other
people about it, especially someone my age," Allen replied.

"Oh, I just thought that since you was gay that you'd like to hear about
it. I'm sorry," Tommy said.

"Look, you're just too young to be talking to someone my age about that
stuff. Now, it's late. You need to go to bed. I'm gonna watch the
news," Allen replied.

"Okay," Tommy replied in a dejected tone, then pulled his shorts back up
and headed back toward his bedroom.

Allen watched the news, and about thirty minutes of the Tonight Show, and
went back to check on Tommy. Satisfied that Tommy was asleep Allen took
a shower, dried himself off, and wrapped the towel around his waist
headed out of the bathroom toward the guest bedroom. Before Allen knew
what happened, Tommy scampered past him, pulling the towel from around
his waist and leaving him stark naked.

"I was right! I was right! You do got a big one!" Tommy said, holding
the towel in his hand and looking at Allen's flaccid, six-inch,
circumcised penis.

"Okay, now you've seen my dick. Give me the towel, Tommy, and go back to
bed," Allen said holding out his hand.

"No! I wanna see it hard. You seen mine hard, I wanna see yours," Tommy
replied.

"Tommy, give me the towel."

"No! I wanna see how big it gets."

"Tommy, I couldn't get it hard right now if I wanted to. Now give me the
towel."

"Just let me touch it."

"You're not gonna touch it. Now give me the towel!"

"If you let me touch it I'll go to bed," Tommy said.

"Okay, anything to get you to go to bed. You can touch it," Allen
replied.

Allen watched as Tommy walked toward him holding the bath towel in his
left hand. Then, when he got close enough the boy reached out with his
right hand and took hold of Allen's cock and began to inspect it.

"Gosh! It's bigger than Richard's and it ain't even hard," Tommy
remarked, as he hefted the flaccid penis in his hand.

Then, Tommy giggled because the thing twitched in his hand.

"It's trying to get hard," Tommy said, and giggled again.

"Okay, you got to touch it, now go to bed," Allen said.

"I can get it bigger for yah," Tommy said, and before Allen could react
Tommy quickly bent downward and began to lick the head with his tongue.

"Oh shit!" Allen exclaimed in response.

Every instinct told Allen to make Tommy stop immediately. Yet, the kid
obviously wanted to do what he was doing.

"You taste good!" Tommy said, looking up at him.

"You really wanna do this?" Allen asked.

"Yeah, I wanna suck it," Tommy replied.

"Okay, I give up. Let's go to the bedroom," Allen said, figuring that
once the kid was confronted with all nine inches of his hard meat he
would be satisfied and that would be the end of his curiosity.

"Oh! Mmmmm!" Allen exclaimed, moments later, as he lay back upon the bed,
hands behind his head on the pillow, and watched Tommy suck his now hard
cock.

If Allen had had thoughts that Tommy didn't know what he was doing he
discovered he was very mistaken. The kid was giving him one of the best
head jobs he had ever had in his life.

"Oh yeah! Mmmmmmmm!" Allen moaned, as Tommy began to bob his head up and
down on his meat and swirl his tongue over the head at the same time.

"Do me, too. Please!" Tommy soon begged, taking his mouth off of the huge
cock and repositioning himself so that he was in a sixty-nine position.

"Okay, you asked for it," Allen replied, and quickly pulled off Tommy's
shorts and slurped his already hard peter into his mouth.

"Mmmmm!" Tommy exclaimed, his mouth full of cock again.

For some minutes, the duo sucked each other and their groans filled the
bedroom. Then, Tommy groaned loudly and began to buck his hips
frantically as his hard peter began to spasm and shoot pellets of sweet
boy cream into Allen's mouth. For Allen, that was all it took and he
proceeded to blow his own load, filling Tommy's mouth with sperm.

"I was right. Your sperm tastes better," Tommy said moments later, as he
lay cuddled up next to the older man.

"I'm glad you approve," Allen replied.

"Will you do my butt in the morning if I go to sleep now?" Tommy asked.

"You mean lick your butt?" Allen replied.

"No, I want you to put your dick in my butt," Tommy said.

"Tommy, that's out of the question. My dick's too big for you," Allen
replied.

"I know it's way bigger than Richard's but I wanna see how a big one
feels in my butt," Tommy replied.

"Okay, we'll see. Now go to bed," Allen replied, giving the kid a big
hug.

As he drifted off to sleep, Allen decided that the best way to put a stop
to Tommy's games was to scare him enough about getting fucked with a nine
inch dick that he would forget the whole idea and the rest of the weekend
would be somewhat normal.

Sure enough, the next morning Allen awoke to a naked Tommy sitting on the
side of the bed next to him holding an open jar of Vaseline.

"Do my butt now," Tommy said, holding out the open jar of Vaseline.

"Tommy, if I do your butt I'm gonna fuck you hard. It's not gonna be
like Richard. It's gonna be a grown man fucking your butt with a big
dick. Your hole will get so big that it won't close up for two days and
it'll hurt to sit down," Allen warned, hoping to scare the kid.

"I don't care, I want it in my butt," Tommy replied.

"Tommy, I'm not kidding. It's gonna hurt and you're gonna cry," Allen
said.

Tommy sat looking at the man and blinking, prompting Allen to think he
had won. Then Tommy smiled.

"I don't care. Put it in my butt," the kid said, and held out the jar of
Vaseline again.

"Okay, kid. You asked for it. I warned yah. Get on your hands and
knees and put your head down on the bed and wait while I grease my cock
up," Allen said, taking the open jar of Vaseline from the boy.

Quickly, the little vixen positioned his self upon the bed as Allen had
instructed, giving him an unobstructed view of his open butt crack and
pucker. Needless to say, the sight of Tommy's open crack and pucker
didn't hinder Allen from getting an erection as he greased up his cock.
Soon, the thick, nine-inch, tube was rock hard and Allen sat the jar of
Vaseline on the nightstand by the bed and positioned himself behind
Tommy's upturned butt.

"Okay, I'm gonna put it in you now. You sure you want to do this? Allen
asked.

"yesss" Tommy replied meekly.

"Okay, just relax," Allen replied.

Tommy made a small gasp as Allen placed the head of his man-meat against
the tiny pucker. Then, Allen began to push forward slowly. At first, it
was as if the plum-sized head of Allen's cock was trying to penetrate
concrete. Then, the pucker began to yield.

"Ohhh-------OUCH!" Tommy hollered, as the huge head of Allen's penis
popped into his rectum. Then he began to whimper.

"I told you it was gonna be different didn't I? You ready for me to stop
now?" Allen said.

"noooo" Tommy replied, his voice quivering.

"Okay, I'm gonna fuck it all into your butt now and it's gonna hurt,"
Allen warned, hoping that that would scare the kid enough to make him
change his mind.

Allen began to make small jabbing motions into Tommy's butt in order to
open him up more. And, as he did so, Tommy whimpered louder and began to
clinch his fists.

"Owwwwwwwww-----------Uhhhhhhhh---------------Owwwwwwwww!" Tommy
exclaimed, as the thick cock began to inch into his bottom.

"You ready to stop now? I ain't even in you good yet," Allen said,
pausing and hoping the kid would back out.

"No! I can do it. Put it all in my butt," Tommy insisted, then
whimpered, bit his lower lip, and then grabbed the sheets with his hands.

"Okay, kid, if you say so," Allen replied, and began to fuck more of his
cock deeper into Tommy's behind.

"Ohhhh------Uhhhhh-------Ohhhh------Unnnnnnnhhh!" Tommy wailed, as Allen
began to fuck his bum again, and half of his cock disappeared into
Tommy's behind.

"You ready to quit now?" Allen asked, pausing again.

"Unnnnn---Mmmm----nooooo!" Tommy whimpered.

"Okay, you asked for it," Allen said, and grabbed hold of Tommy's hips
and began to long-dick him in order to work the remaining inches of his
cock into Tommy's butt.

"Ohhhhhhh----Unnnnggggg------Owwwww-----Owwwwww!" Tommy wailed as the
thrusts got harder and deeper.

"I told you I was gonna fuck you hard. You wanna stop now?" Allen
asked, not pausing this time but long-dicking all nine-inches in and out
of Tommy's rectum, his pubes brushing Tommy's butt cheeks with every
inward thrust.

"Oooooooo-----No!----- Don't stop----- I got it all in
me-----Unnnnnnnnhhh!" Tommy exclaimed, in response to the deep thrusts
into his bum.

"Okay, kid, I warned you. You're fixing to get fucked by a man not by
some boy like Richard," Allen said, and flipped Tommy over on his back,
tucked his arms under his legs in order to pull him in tight, then,
plunged his dick back into Tommy's hole balls deep.

Tommy cried out from the violence of the intrusion and grabbed the sheets
with his hand. Then, he began to wail like the siren on an EMS vehicle
as Allen began to fuck him as deep and as hard as he could.

"Arrrggggggggh--------Uhhhhhhhhh--------Arrggggggh------Arrgggggh!" Tommy
wailed.

"This is the way a grown man fucks! You like it, kid?" Allen asked, his
groin banging against Tommy's butt checks so violently that the kid's
legs bounced up and down and his toes curled with every thrust. "Last
chance kid. You wanna stop now?"

"No!----Owwwww--------Owwwww----Arrggggh---Arrggggghhh!" Tommy hollered,
as Allen's groin smacked against his butt cheeks and the huge cock head
banged his prostate, sending electric shocks from his toes to his head
with every inward thrust.

"Okay, you little shit! I'm gonna make your hole sore for a week!"
Allen exclaimed, and began to thrust into Tommy's butt so hard that his
whole body shook with each thrust.

From almost ten minutes, Allen showed no mercy as he fucked Tommy's butt
and Tommy wailed and grunted and alternately grabbed the sheets with his
hands and flailed his arms up and down upon the mattress as if he were a
bird trying to fly. Then, Tommy's eyes flew open wide in disbelief.

"Ohhhhh--------Ohhhhh------Ohhhhh! Allen, you're gonna make me cum!"
Tommy cried out almost breathlessly.

At first, there was a huge intake of breath from Tommy. Then, Tommy
grabbed the bed sheets so hard with his hands that they pulled out from
under the mattress where they had been tucked and he emitted a loud
half-squeal half-scream as cum pellets began to spray from his hard penis
all over his tummy and chest.

In spite of the fact that Allen had intended to fuck Tommy much longer,
the intensity of Tommy's cum made his ass muscles began to milk Allen's
cock like a milking machine, and that was all it took to send Allen
rapidly over the top himself.

"Ohhhhhhhh--------Shiiiiiittttttttt!" Allen exclaimed, and blew his load
up Tommy's butt, prompting Tommy to yelp again as what felt like a river
of molten cum erupted from the huge man-penis inside him and gushed into
his insides.

Just as Allen had told him he would, Tommy did indeed have a very sore
and open bum afterward and there wasn't much said about sex for the rest
of the weekend. That is, not until Susan, Tommy's mom came home on
Sunday evening.

"Well, did you guys have a good time?" she asked.

"Yeah, mom. We had a great time!" Tommy replied, smiling.

"Uh, yeah. We got along okay," Allen responded, feeling somewhat guilty
about what had happened.

"I suppose your butt's sore?" she asked, looking at Tommy.

"Uh huh!" Tommy replied, nodding his head that it was.

Allen's mouth hung open in surprise at what he had just heard.

"Oh god, Allen! Don't look so shocked. I knew he would eventually get
you to screw his ass this weekend. Hell, he's been talking about it for
a month now. I've known all about Tommy and Richard for six months now.
Hell, I'd rather have you do it with him than some guy he picks up off of
the street. Why the hell do you think I asked you to baby-sit?" Tommy's
mom said.

"Honest, Susan, I-----"

"Look, it's okay with me if it's okay with Tommy. You guys wanna do it
on the weekends that's fine with me. I plan to be going every weekend to
the lake with this guy I'm dating now. So, you're going be baby sitting
quite a bit," Susan said.

"Oh goodie!" Tommy exclaimed.

Allen looked at Tommy and the big smile on his face and smiled back at
him, any second thoughts he may have had about baby sitting Tommy
permanently erased from his mind.

The End