Over the next three days, Sohail came sneaking up to my room each evening... late, after dinner.

Softly knocking before slipping in and closing the door... silent.

And we repeated our sensuous little game of Monday - stripping the boy naked, kissing and necking... before masturbating him - Sohail uttering not a single word... simply moaning away, his hands tight around me, clinging on as he swayed his hips.

Crying out as he ground up, shooting his teen spunk all over the place... amazing me each time with the sheer volume and force of his ejaculation!

But each day, I also perceived a sense of discontent in him... the look disappointed... his eyes questioning, almost pleading when I urged him to get dressed since it was getting late.

Then on Friday, as I lay him down on the bed, sucking on his tender boy tits, he finally reached between my thighs, moaning as he frantically groped me...

"You want him, huh?" I whispered, spreading my thighs... and then added with an encouraging smile, "Go on, take him out."

He scrambled up and was kneeling between my legs in an instant, working the zipper open and pulling down my cargoes... groaning as he raised the waistband of my boxers and then tugged it off... seeing me for the first time - my semi-erect penis.

His jaws dropped, his eyes nearly popping... wide with wonder... his hands shaking as he reached out and took me in his soft grasp, squeezing with both hands, making a weird noise in his throat.

"Wanna suck?" I asked, and Sohail looked up, licking those puffed, reddened lips, his hands still caressing the now turgid column.

"Go ahead, kiss him..." I smiled, reaching out and patting his cheek... and as he lowered his face, I stroked his head, running my fingers through his hair, encouraging, "Yes, lick him..."

He gagged, and he spluttered... but he persisted... finally managing to take over a quarter of the thick length in his mouth... his jaws stretched wide... his eyes teary.

"Careful with the teeth," I cautioned, as I got up on my elbows, slowly shifting around, reaching for those glorious teen globes... patting and caressing his buttocks for the first time... thrilled by the smooth warmth of those soft cheeks!

He let out a nasal moan and shifted his knees, offering me his ass...

I fondled and kneaded those plump cheeks, finally, after five long months of lusting... dragging my fingers along the cleft - from the base of his spine, down to his dangling balls... cuddling the teen testicles... and then slowly pulled those cheeks apart... separating them... prying them open...

And oh, in that deep, hairless cleft - so soft and smooth - nestled within its folds, carefully hidden like a pearl in the bosom of an oyster... lay his boy-treasure - so pink, so tiny... so delicate!

I groaned with lust, totally amazed... feeling my cock twitch and flex in Sohail's oral clutch... suddenly gushing out a torrent of pre-cum!

Bewitched, not just by the sheer beauty of Sohail's tender opening... but also by the incredible smallness of it - wondering how such a big boy, a grown teen, could possibly still have such a magnificently tiny boi-pussy!

I let a finger slip in, brushing along the cleft... lightly fluttering over the tightly shut opening, and he lifted his head, crying out, turning to stare at me... the eyes already glazed.

I touched it once more... placing my thumb over the slit... gently pressing down... and he let out another wail, his ass cheeks flexing, his buttocks jerking back... the tiny orifice suddenly pushing out!

"Unnh," he exhaled, dropping his head low, "please..."

"What?" I asked.

He lifted his head and looked at me, staring on in silence.

"Tell me..." I whispered, tapping the twitching mouth lightly.

He blushed a deep red, but said nothing...

"Tell me, Sohail," I insisted.

He lowered his head, burying his face in my groin, groaning, as he rotated his plump ass.

I licked a finger and touched him again, circling around the fluttering orifice... before placing it over the mouth and slowly applying pressure... titillating, yet, not breaching.

His head shot up, and he whimpered.

"Say it, Sohail!" I urged, increasing the pressure.

"Ah, fuck me!" he groaned, the voice husky, strained, "Please..."

For the first time, since I had started fucking almost a decade ago, I had gone without sex for this long - five months! And now, after months of longing and lusting... months of suppressing my desires, I couldn't just pass up this chance, deny myself further... especially since I had the boy I wanted... and he was equally willing!

Leaving his ass I got off the bed... and immediately Sohail lifted his head, staring back at me, the look mortified... probably wondering if he had somehow offended me!

"Relax," I laughed, going over to the chest of drawers and opening the bottom one, "we need to get you ready first," I said, taking the squeeze tube, "or, that tight little pussy will tear if we don't lube it properly!"

( Guys, please don't get me wrong - I have never been conceited, nor attached much importance to the penial dimensions... wasn't even aware of it till my older, much older, cousin 'discovered' me when I was fourteen...

I was visiting their home for the day, and was in the loo, just finishing up, shaking off the last few drops... when Mansoor walked in - since I had forgotten to flip the latch.

We stared at each other in silent embarrassment, my dick still in my hand... when his eyes lowered, and honest, he gasped...

And before I knew it, he had flipped the latch and walked over, pushing my hand away as he grabbed me, dropping down on his haunches.

"Miya," he said in a hushed voice, "yeh lund hain, ya khamba?! And you're bloody not even hard!" -- [ Man, is this a dick, or a pillar?! ]

He then told me that I was probably a freak of nature... that I was not only large - long and THICK - for my age, but I was already bigger than the average adult!

"Zubair," he groaned as he began stroking my cock, already licking the tip, "miya, this is a weapon of ass destruction, and you simply gotta let me have it!" Adding as he looked up at me, "And I wanna see what it's like when you turn eighteen!"

Well, he had already lit the fire in my pubescent loin, and at fourteen, who was I to deny him his wish?

He sucked me in that bathroom till I was quaking, growling as I grabbed his head and shoved my fucking dick deep down his throat... shooting my sizzling boy-load down his gullet. He choked, and he spluttered, but there was no escape for him as I held his head till I was done!

That night (he had insisted, and I had stayed back), he taught me to fuck!

God, it was wild, it was totally crazy... Mansoor groaning and sobbing, stifling his agonised cries in his sweat drenched pillow... yet urging me on to try harder... rip his ass wide and force it in... but please, fuck him!

Later, he introduced me to two other friends of his, and between the three of them, over the next four years, they managed to not only keep me purring like a contented Cheshire cat, but also kept my balls perpetually drained!

(Besides, of course, showering me with little gifts, and taking me to fancy places for treats!)

By eighteen, I had not only mastered the art of sex... and learnt how to get a guy started... make him take my humongous dick, both, down his throat and up his ass... but had also honed the art of recognising those hungry glances, and picking up guys! )

I returned to the bed with the lube and throwing away my t-shirt, climbed in behind Sohail, patting his ass.

He understood and lay down flat, spreading his legs wide, burying his face in the pillow.

God, that glorious teen ass - what amazing plump cheeks... soft and silken... two smooth mounds of flesh - peach and honey!

I caressed the twin globes... kneading and massaging his lovely ass... over and around... along the cleft and under the gluteal crease... gently rubbing his perineum... listening to his continuous groans of arousal... his ass swaying in response, bucking up as I rotated my thumb along the root of his penis.

I felt him gradually relax... the tautness leave his thighs and ass... and then, slowly... holding my breath, I parted those cheeks once more... letting out a sigh as his treasure came into view... a wrinkled little bump in that smooth valley... still tiny, but no longer cringing shut... quivering as it pouted out... offering fleeting glimpses of his moist and pink innards!

I flipped open the cap and squeezed out the clear gel, letting it pour directly into that parted cleft, and heard him gasp as the cool liquid touched his burning skin... rolling down... coating the cleavage.

Setting the tube aside, I grabbed those cheeks once more... slathering the gel liberally over his ass - both, the cheeks and the valley... slowly massaging the area, my thumb gently reaching in... sliding along the perineum, right up to the tip of his spine... nudging and prodding the anus as I crossed it.

Taking another generous helping of the gel I placed my finger tip directly over the twitching opening and slowly pressed down... not forcing it in... just a persistent pressure.

He groaned and his ass lifted... the tiny mouth pouting out, like the raised rim of a volcano... painfully fluttering for a moment before his sphincter finally parted... suddenly opening up and then equally quickly snapping shut around my lubed finger as it slipping in!

Sohail gasped, his ass bucking, the cheeks flexing furiously as his silky innards squeezed at my buried fingertip.

It was fiercely tight, and furnace hot... the ring holding my digit in a viselike grip...

I gently slid the finger a little deeper and then pulled back... slowly beginning to slide it in and out... carefully rotating it... and then added a second...

He groaned, his hands grabbing the pillow as his ass lifted higher, pushing back at me... his legs stretching out and spreading wide... jerking and twitching.

While still sliding and rotating my twin digits in his rectum, going in right up to the third knuckle, I continued to pet his ass and toy his testicles with my other hand - caressing and squeezing... kneading and fondling... gently tugging his balls...

He was babbling now, some incoherent chatter, the innards flexing furiously as it tried to suck in my fingers deeper.

I reached below, between his legs, and grabbed his cock - it was rigid beyond all possible limit... raging hot... throbbing in my grip as I slowly squeezed his dick... and his ass jerked, his pelvis swaying wildly as he began to fuck my fist... groaning as he tugged at the sheet... on the verge, waiting for that final, shuddering pulse that would send him over the edge...

Yes, Sohail was as ready as he would ever be... now was the time, time to finally take him, bury my cock inside that churning inferno!

Releasing his cock I withdrew my hand and patted his butt, "Not yet, buddy, roll over," I said, tugging out my fingers from his gripping ass.

He let out a disappointed groan, but quickly rolled over, staring up at me, his eyes glazed, the lips parted, drooling.

Lifting his legs I asked him to hold them, reaching for the discarded tube.

He complied, raising his legs and holding his knees... pulling them close to his chest, his ass sticking up and out... the cheeks parting wide - his most intimate opening, on shameless display!

Wa'lah, what a sight! All pink, smooth and soft... the hairless valley between those splayed thighs glistening with the lube... the tiny slit gaping as it pouted out, twitching furiously... like the hungry maw of a baby crying for a pacifier... impatient to be pierced!

I poured a generous amount in the palm of my hand and scooping up with my fingertips, touched his quivering orifice... lubing my cock with the rest...

"Have you done this before?" I asked as I caressed his hungry mouth, feeling him shudder.

He made a small sound in his throat and shook his head.

"You sure you can take it, huh?"

"Make... uh, me..." he rasped in a strained voice, the gasped words barely discernible... his whole body shaken by the continuous tremor.

I smiled at him, "It will hurt... hurt the first time, and you must be brave, take it in like a brave boy..."

He nodded, licking his lips frantically.

"Relax..." I whispered as I mounted him, holding his thighs pressed down while I got into position...

He had closed his eyes once more, biting down on his lower lips.

"Look at me," I commanded, as I fitted the bloated tip of my cock to his well lubricated slit and shifted my knees, bracing myself for the assault.

He blinked open his eyes, staring up... unfocused and unseeing... letting out a slight gurgle as he felt the mounting pressure at the portal of his virgin opening...