Date: Sun, 17 Feb 2002 22:37:30 EST
From: TheoryLoquin@aol.com
Subject: "Six Days" - Chapter One

Six Days
by Theory Silas Loquin

    Author's Note: This story contains many sexual and romantic acts between
males, including (but not limited to) man/teen and incest. If this
sort of thing isn't your bag, then you really should be asking why you're on
this website. Seriously. It's called "therapy", so go get some. If you under
18, you're not legally supposed to be reading this sort of thing, but since
I'm under 18 myself, I'm not going to sit here and preach. Just don't get
caught, kids. This is my first post at the Nifty Archives, and future stories
might be an option, but it depends on your feedback to this one. If you have
questions, comments, constructive criticism, suggestions, or requests for
future chapters/stories, please e-mail them to me (NewAgeR3troHippy@aol.com).
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as I don't use that name too often. Just don't flame me if anything I
say/write offends you...it'll be a waste of your time, as I'll just laugh at
you, then delete the e-mail. Any screen names/e-mails/names mentioned are
completely original, and any similarities to actual preexisting identities is
purely coincidental. I apologize if you happen to have any of the screen
names/e-mails mentioned. This story is fiction, though real people were used
to inspire the characters within. And one final note: This story takes place
in a world free of STDs...in the real world, always wear a condom during any
sexual activity...I do. Anyway, enough of my ranting, none of you are going
to read this anyway, so, yeah, enjoy.


-Chapter One-
Cort Meets Silas

    Cort sat in the large leather computer chair, holding his breath. He
waited until the sounds of the car pulling out of the driveway before turning
back to his computer, and resizing the Instant Message window.

    GoodCharlotteBoi:       Okay, I'm back
    AberFitch4420:      Are they gone yet?
    GoodCharlotteBoi:   Yeah, they just left.
    AberFitch4420:      And how long will they be gone?
    GoodCharlotteBoi:   The whole damn week. I dunno what the fuck they were
thinking, leaving me and my brother alone for six days.
    AberFitch4420:       Lucky us, though, right? :)
    GoodCharlotteBoi:            Definitely.
    AberFitch4420:       So......can I come over now?
    GoodCharlotteBoi:        lol...maybe. ;)
    AberFitch4420:      Aww, come on, don't be a tease.
    GoodCharlotteBoi:       What would we do if you did come over? ;)
    AberFitch4420:      I'd make you feel better than you ever have in your
whole life.
    GoodCharlotteBoi:       Pretty big words.
    AberFitch4420:      I've got something else that's pretty and big that
can back them up.
    GoodCharlotteBoi:       lol, okay, okay, you can come over.
    AberFitch4420:      Great, I'm dying to know what you look like.
    GoodCharlotteBoi:       Yeah. Just remember, you've gotta be out of here
by four. My brother will be home from his girlfriend's house then. I'm gonna
sign off now...call me on your cell phone, and I'll give you directions to my
house from there.
    AberFitch4420:      Alright, baby. Bye. ;)

    And so, Cort signed off. The man he had been talking to was named Silas -
a twenty five year old who lived in his area. Cort had received a picture
e-mailed to him by Silas, and he was dying to meet the stud in person. They
had been chatting/cybering for a little over two months now, and had even
gone as far as having phone sex one morning when Silas was driving to work,
but now, Cort had the golden opportunity to invite the man over for an
afternoon of forbidden lust. He could hardly contain himself...neither could
his prick.
    Silas too had been looking forward to the chance to meet Cort. Though the
handsome man could have his pick of studly guys in town, he preferred the
company of a young, albeit mature, boy. Though he had never actually seen a
picture of Cort (his family didn't own a digital camera or scanner), he could
tell by the boy's voice and way of speaking that he was a cutie.
    Before calling Cort, Silas dashed to a mirror. His short hair was spiked
up (as always), and dyed a pure snow white. His silvery eyes gave him a
supernatural look, something he was quite pleased with. He stood at around
six-foot, and was built thin, almost to the point of an anorexic look. Today,
he was wearing what he always wore: a black tank top, skin-tight leather
pants, and a flowing leather trench coat. He was quite pleased with the
impression he gave to strangers, and tried to keep it that way. After making
sure he looked his best, Silas dug for his cell phone and car keys in his
pocket, and walked out into the garage.
    Cort was doing the same thing Silas was (checking himself in the mirror)
when the phone rang.
    "Sup?"
    Silas' rich voice, complete with a British accent, came through on the
other line. "Hey there."
    Cort couldn't help but smile. "Hey Silas."
    "Alright, baby, tell me how to get there...I just can't wait any longer."
    And so, Cort rattled off the directions to his suburban home. Silas had a
pretty good idea where it was, so he didn't need too much help.
    "Okay, I'm pulling onto the highway now. I should be there in just a few
minutes...are you ready?"
    "Definitely." Cort tried to sound calm and collected, but he wasn't. The
numerous stories about the freaks on the internet that come and rape, kidnap,
and kill little kids were flying through his mind. He trusted Silas, but
hell, the media was such a strong influence.
    "Wanna know a secret , Cort?" Silas was using his voice as though he were
talking to a six-year-old, instead of a freshman in high school.
    "Sure, what is it?" Cort played along, as he knew it turned Silas on.
    "I'm so fucking hard. I swear, the lap of my pants is about to burst."
    Cort giggled. "So am I."
    "Oh yeah?"
    "Mmhmm."
    "What are you wearing, baby?"
    Cort couldn't remember, his mind was so racked with nervousness, so he
looked down at himself. "Uh...a wifebeater, some jeans, and some boxers."
    "Ooh, sounds so hot. Especially the boxers...I love how they feel, don't
you, Cort?"
    Again, Cort giggled. "Yeah, they're silk and they feel great. But you
know what?"
    "What?"
    "They're gonna feel even better when you're sliding them off."
    A silence came from Silas, one Cort presumed to be from a moment of him
lost in the mental images of such an event. "Oh God, you're so perfect, Cort."
    "Where are you now?"
    "Pulling into your neighborhood. I'll be there any second."
    "Thank God."
    "Yeah...Mmph, Cort, I'm going to fuck you so hard...are you tight or
loose, baby?"
    "Tight, man. You're gonna have to work me in."
    "Oh, don't worry, I will. I'm pulling into your driveway."
    Cort walked towards the front door, and peered out through a small
window. Indeed, a black Saturn was parked, and a white-haired stud was
holding a phone to his ear.
    "Yeah, I see you Silas. Hurry up and get in here, before I have to jack
myself off." Cort even surprised himself with that line...his nervousness was
at a peak. Outside, the driver's side door opened, and Silas stepped out. He
was even hotter in person than he had looked in the picture Cort had seen.
The fourteen-year-old made sure to check out the man's package; he could see
the very nicely sized bulge, even from so far away.
    Silas hung up his phone and tossed it in the driver's seat before closing
the door, and making his way up the sidewalk. Cort clicked off his portable
phone, and layed it on a table. He unlocked the door, and opened it, just as
Silas had reached the doorstep.
    "Hey, Silas."
    "Sup?" But Silas didn't wait for an answer. He advanced inside, and
wrapped his arms around Cort's waist, pulling the boy towards his body. Using
his foot, he kicked the door shut  behind him. Silas backed Cort against the
wall, and leaned down, slipping his tongue inside the boy's mouth.
    Silas explored Cort's teeth with his tongue, as he ground his hips
against the boy's abdomen (Cort was a little short for Silas, standing at
only five-five, but Silas was willing to make up for any shortcomings).
Cort's breath escaped him, and his fingers dug against Silas back. His knees
were turning to jelly.
    Silas broke the embrace, and leaned back a little bit, wanting to admire
the boy that was now his. Cort was definitely a cutie - blonde gelled hair,
crystal blue eyes, dimples, nice complexion, and, from what his crotch had
felt, a perfect six pack. It was definitely a catch.
    The twenty-five-year-old could tell he was putting Cort into a state of
ecstasy with the rough gyrating on his hips against the boy, so, naturally,
he sped up, and began to grind even faster. Cort's knees were banging against
Silas', and the boy grabbed Silas' shoulders for support.
    Silas leaned his face closer to Cort's, and gently, he whispered in the
boy's ear. "I've been waiting so long for this, Cort." Cort's only response
was a gasp of pleasure. Silas continued. "Yeah, I know, you have been, too.
I've dreamed about this, Cort...I've dreamed about licking your balls, and
burying your face between my ass, and stroking your cock, and fucking you
until you scream. But now, it's all finally going to come true, Cort. I'm so
tired of jacking off, dreaming of you jacking me off. So tell me, you little
fucker, where do you want to become a man?"
    Silas little speech had increased Cort's level of horniness tenfold, and
the fourteen-year-old would have opted to fuck in the middle of a crowded
street, just so long as Silas would be his. Cort swallowed hard, and spoke in
a whisper. "The living room...over there."
    Silas looked to his right, and spotted it. He leaned down slightly, and
wrapped his arms around Cort's waist. Cort wrapped his legs around Silas, and
his older lover carried him towards the couch. Silas sat Cort down in the
middle of the couch, and was about to kneel, when he spotted to the kitchen
to his left. He winked at Cort.
    "I'll be right back...I just need to get a few 'accessories'...you'll
love it, I promise." With that, Silas disappeared into the kitchen. Cort
could hear sounds of the fridge and cabinets being opened. Cort just waited,
as he wanted Silas to be the one to remove any clothing. After a moment, the
platinum-haired hottie returned, with two objects: A banana and a can of
whipped cream.
    "What're those for?" Cort could helped but inquire.
    Silas grinned. He pointed to the banana. "That is for me to see just how
much you can take at one time, to know how rough I can be when you're deep
throating my dick." He then pointed to the can of whipped cream. "And that,
my dear boy, is for me to cover your naked body in, and imagine it's all the
semen of every cute guy you and I have ever seen or known. And then, of
course, I'll have the pleasure of slowly licking it off."
    God, Cort thought. Could this guy be any hotter?
    Silas kneeled down between Cort's legs. "Now...enough wasting time. Let's
get down to it." Without asking, Silas reached up, and grabbed the bottom of
Cort's wifebeater. Slowly, he peeled it off the boy's body. Just as he
thought, a delicious six-pack sat underneath, followed by two very lightly
developed pecs, each accented with the cutest brown nipple. Cort's smiling
face was the last thing to be seen beneath the beater as Silas got it off. He
tossed it to the side.
    Silas placed his hands (they felt cold) just beneath Cort's armpits, and
used his thumbs to slowly rub in circles, each rotation gently brushing
against the boy's nips. Silas could feel some sparse armpit hairs tickling
his fingers. Cort placed his hands on Silas' thin shoulders, and ran his
fingers along the bumpy leather of the trench coat. They stared into each
other's eyes.
    Silas became slightly more daring, and he moved his hands so that his
palms were against Cort's nips. He then folded his hands down into crab
hands, and his fingertips lightly pinched the sensitive brown skin. Cort
giggled and tossed his head back. Twice more, Silas twisted Cort's nipples,
and watched as the boy moaned in the sheer pleasure of the tiny torture.
    As the cold hands slowly traveled down Cort's six pack, the boy could
barely keep himself from reaching a hand down to his lap, and making that one
crucial stroke that would bring him to orgasm. Silas' fingers tickled the
boy's naval, and then, slowly, his fingertips lightly traveled down to the
top of Cort's  boxers' elastic band, which sat about an inch above the top of
his jeans.
    Still staring into Cort's eyes with that seductive glare, Silas slowly
unbuttoned the boy's jeans. Taking both hands away from Cort's lap, Silas
began to rub the upper-inner thighs of the boy through the rough fabric of
his jeans, careful to never venture too close to the boy's package. He could
be such a tease sometimes, but he knew this all would only build to an
eruptive orgasm in a few minutes. After nearly two minutes of tickling the
boy's legs, Silas reached again to Cort's jeans, and slowly, he pulled the
metal zipper down.
    "Raise your butt up."
    Cort obliged, and Silas pulled the jeans down to the boy's knees, and
then, clean off. Cort sat on the couch in only his boxers, the cold air of
the house causing his nipples to become erect. Silas grinned at the bulge in
Cort's lap.
    Slowly, Silas leaned his head forward, until his nose was less than an
inch from the obscene tent. He drew in a whiff...the delicious smell of boy
filled his nostrils. With one final glance up to Cort's blue eyes (they
seemed nervous), Silas stuck out his tongue, and poked the tent. Cort's knees
locked around Silas' head, but the older man didn't mind. Again, his tongue
lapped at the boxers. He could feel the heat radiating through the thin
fabric on his tongue.
    Cort's quivering voice came from above Silas. "Suck my cock,
Silas...please..."
    "As you wish, you little fuck." Silas reached up to the lips of Cort's
boxers, and pulled the elastic band down. The tan skin faded to white, and
slowly, the rock-hard boy dick appeared from beneath the underwear. Silas
pulled the boxers clean off, and admired the boy's package.
    The dick itself was about six inches long, and mediumly-thick. The head
was a nice mix of reds and purples, and it was cut. The boy obviously shaved,
as only a small ring of dark blonde pubic hairs surrounded the base of his
cock. The dick stood at about a forty-five degree angle. Cort's balls were
round and smooth...in fact, they were hairless. Silas grinned to himself.
Perfect.
    Reaching behind him, Silas picked up the can of whipped cream from the
coffee table. He popped off the lid, and held the nozzle to just above the
boy's piss slit. Without warning the boy, Silas pushed the button, and a
burst of ice-cold cream shot out and covered Cort's cockhead. Cort nearly
screamed, but he restrained himself to stay still. Silas put the can back
down, leaded forward, and wrapped his warm lips around Cort's dickhead.
    The sweet cream quickly melted away in Silas' saliva, but the slightly
salty taste of boy cock remained. Silas swallowed down the whipped cream, and
could taste just a hint of prejizz...he could tell already that Cort had very
sweet-tasting cum. Cort himself was gasping for air, and digging his fingers
into Silas' shoulders...he was in heaven.
    Silas' tongue furiously began to flick the tiny folds of Cort's piss
slit, and his lips massaged the area just beneath the head. He then sucked,
as though he were drinking through a straw. Little beads of precum escaped
the boy's cock, and were consumed within Silas' hungry mouth.
    Slowly, Silas began to push his mouth further down Cort's cock. He used
his tongue to rub and massage the large vein on the underside, and squeezed
his lips at every skinfold. Even though Silas was an expert at sucking cock,
and knew every trick in the book to avoid dragging his teeth on it, he
allowed his molars to run against the tender skin of the head - he found it
to be very exciting to watch Cort jump slightly at the bursts of pain.
    Silas had no problems in devouring every one of Cort's six inches - Silas
had had much bigger. In fact, with only a little difficulty, Silas was able
to place both of Cort's nuts inside his lips as well, though it was a tight
squeeze. The head of Cort's cock was pushing against the back of Silas'
throat. In one giant gulp, Silas swallowed Cort's dick down even further.
Cort was amazed that the platinum-haired hottie wasn't choking.
    After nearly two minutes of just using his throat muscles, Silas pulled
back on Cort's dick, until just the head was inside his puckered lips. With
one final lick, Silas let go of the boy's cock. He looked up at Cort.
    "So...are you having a good time, baby?"
    "Oh, God, yes...come on, don't stop."
    Silas winked. "You wanna cum so soon?"
    "Yes...please, Silas, let me cum...my balls are starting to ache."
    "Okay, okay...I'll get you off, you little cocksucker. Just sit back and
let Uncle Silas eat your jism. You'd damn well better cum a lot, cuz I ain't
gonna be satisfied by little dots, understand?"
    "Yeah..."
    Silas then looked back down to Cort's dick. It still stood erect, and the
head had turned a cherry red. The sides and the veins were all pulsing...it
would only need the slightest contact to erupt. Silas wrapped one of his
cold, bony hands around the base of the shaft, and wrapped his lips around
the skin just above his fingers. He paused for a second, and then, unleashed
like a piston. His hand jacked off the lower half, and his mouth worked the
upper half.
    Within ten seconds, Cort's hips were bucking against Silas. He had his
fingers dug hard against the front of the couch, and his head was pushing
agaist the back. His eyes were shut tight, and his mouth hung open in a
silent scream.
    God, thought Silas. I've never seen anyone orgasm so hard.
    Two more strokes of his hands, and a final slurp of his mouth, and at
last, Cort struck his orgasm. The boy gasped for air, and curled his toes. He
thrust his lap up against Silas' face, and his dick  slipped down the man's
throat. Silas reacted quickly, and pulled back until Cort's dick was out of
his mouth, though he kept his hand wrapped tightly around it, still stroking
the boy as spurt after spurt of sizzling hot semen poured out from his tiny
piss slit.
    The first shot erupted inside Silas' mouth. The second and third landed
on Silas' lips and chin. The fourth shot right into Silas' palm, and was
immediatly rubbed into the rest of Cort's cock. Silas then pushed Cort's
rock-hard dick straight up, so that the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth
bursts of cum shot straight up, and then fell back down onto Cort's face,
chest, and abs.
    When he was finally done erupting, Cort's entire body loosened, and he
fell back against the couch, breathing heavily. His body glistened with
sweat, but it only added a shine and definition to his developig muscles. The
wonderful aroma of a worked out boy filled Silas' nostrils.
    Silas swallowed the cum in his mouth, and licked the rest off his lips.
Using his index finger, he wiped the rest of Cort's juice off his face, and
then, sucked it down. Silas watched Cort's eyes.
    "Have you ever tasted jizz before, Cort?"
    Cort shook his head, as he still hadn't caught his breath. Silas brought
the hand he'd been using to jack off Cort up to the boy's mouth.
    "Lick."
    Cort obliged, and lapped at the milky white substance. He continued to
lick between Silas' fingers until it was gone. Silas then stuck each of his
fingers into Cort's mouth, one at a time, and forced the boy to suck on them.
    "How's it taste, baby?"
    "Incredible."
    "Yeah...you've got some of the best tasting spunk I've ever had."
    Cort became curious. "Just how many boys' spunk have you tasted?"
    Silas grinned. "I lost count. I've sucked little boys, big boys, white
boys, black boys. Some of their jizz was good, some of theirs wasn't. But
yours definatly is delicious."
    Cort giggled. "Thanks."
    Silas then leaned up, and began to lap at the puddles of semen that
rested on Cort's abs and chest. After that was all gone, his furiously lapped
at the spunk that coated Cort's tiny little mouth. When all the jizz was
gone, Silas used the palm of his hand to rub roughly against the now
extremely sensative and limp prick of the boy. Cort moaned and squirmed a bit.
    "So, what do you want to do now, Silas?"
    "Well, it'd be pretty rude of you if you didn't help get me off now that
I've sucked you dry, wouldn't it? And you don't want to be a rude little boy,
do you?"
    "No...but I don't know how to suck a cock."
    Silas stood up, removed his trenchcoat, and sat on the couch, with his
back resting against the side. Cort moved forward, and layed down on Silas,
so that his head was resting on the older man's chest. Silas tangled his legs
up with Cort's.
    "Tell you what, Cort. I'll teach you how to suck a cock. You can practice
on mine all you want."
    Cort looked up into Silas' eyes. "Well...okay...but what if I'm bad at
it?"
    Silas rubbed the back of Cort's neck. "If you're not any good, it's
okay...I'll just have to fuck you. You'll like that, I promise."
    "Great. Thanks, Silas."
    "No problem, baby. Now...ready to learn how to please a man?"
    "Sure."
    Silas reached over to the table, and picked up the banana. He peeled it,
and took out the soft edible part.
    "Roll over on your back, Cort." Cort did so, and the boy's firm butt
rested against the still-hard bulge in the front of Silas' skin tight leather
pants. Silas wrapped his arms around the boy, and held him close. "Take hold
of the banana, but try not to squish it." Cort did so.  "Good. Now, you never
want to get them off too quickly...you've always got to tease them a bit
first."
    "How?"
    "Well, just massaging and sucking on their cockhead usually won't be
enough to bring them to orgasm, so, wrap your lips around the tip of the
banana. Just make sure you don't drag your teeth, so fold your lips back and
under them." Cort did so, and Silas watched as the boy perfectly executed the
simplest of oral sex procedures.
    "Good, Cort. Very good. Now, slowly side your mouth down further. Be sure
to use your tongue to massage as much of it as you can. If you can do two
things at once, also try to squeeze your lips every so often."
    Again, Cort did as instructed, and Silas was pleased with the results.
"Good job. Now, see just how much of the banana you can take in." Cort began
to push the banana back into his throat. He got a little under half of it in
before stopping. "That's all?" Cort nodded. "My boy, you're going to have to
do a lot better than that if you even want a chance of getting me off. Try to
supress your gag reflex, and try again."
    Cort tried once again to push the banana down. He got about a half of an
inch farther down. Silas sighed. "All right, so maybe you won't be able to
deepthroat...it's okay, I'll teach you how to get someone off now. Wrap your
hand around the bottom of the banana." Cort did so. "Good. Now, wrap your
lips around as much of it as you can get it. Excellent...now, when you're
ready, move your mouth up and down, bringing the banana so far that it just
about comes out of your mouth. While doing that, you massage whatever you
don't have in your mouth with your hand. Understand?" Cort nodded. "Okay, try
it."
    Cort began to do to the banana was Silas had done to him not five minutes
before. Silas watched, and was generally pleased that Cort could keep up a
good tempo, but he could tell the kid wasn't going to be very good at it.
Still...there was no reason not to let him try.
    "Roll onto your tummy again, Cort." Cort rolled, and Silas could feel
that the boy was hard again without even looking down. Cort's bare sem-erect
dick was rubbing against the leather pants Silas wore. Silas took hold of the
banana, and slid the half of it that was not being consumed by Cort into his
own mouth. The two then began to suck and chew on the fruit, until enough of
it was gone that their lips could meet.
    Piece by piece, bit by bit, the banana chunks melted away inside their
mouths. Silas' tongue was massaging the roof of Cort's mouth, and Cort's
tongue was licking Silas' lips. Silas reached his hands down, and he slowly
began to rub the small of Cort's back, his fingers sometimes lightly touching
the top of Cort's buttocks.
    "You've got a nice ass, Cort," said Silas, as he broke their kiss.
    "Thanks, Silas."
    "Have you ever fingered it?"
    "Nope."
    Silas smirked a little. He'd never been with such an under-expirienced
boy, but it was all right, as Cort was one of the best looking boys he'd ever
been with, too. Still massaging Cort's back with one hand, Silas reached the
other down, and tickled the very top of Cort's valley. Cort giggled, a sound
that drove Silas mad with lust. Silas poked a finger down a little
deeper...Cort's ass felt slightly sweaty, not surprising with the orgasm he'd
had moments ago. Cort was grinding his hips against Silas', and rubbing his
face against Silas' chest.
    "Silas?"
    "What is it?"
    "I want to see what you look like nude..."
    "Oh really?"
    "Yeah."
    "Well, you might just have to help me, Cort."
    Cort's small hands reached down to Silas' waist, and he tugged on the
bottom of the tank top, to free it from it's tucked-in state. The thin fabric
came free, and Cort pulled up on it, exposing Silas' pale and thin waist, but
also, his delightful sixpack and dark brown nips. Silas reached his hands up
above his head, and let Cort pull his tank top clean off. He grinned when he
saw Cort admiring his bare upper body.
    "Do you like what you see, baby?"
    "Yeah, you look so fucking hot, Silas..."
    "I want you to play with my nips a little bit. Use your tongue, suck on
them, bite them, whatever, but just tease them...it'll make me feel real
good, Cort."
    Although Cort was starting to tire of Silas' way of speaking to him, he
didn't really care, just so long as he could explore that sweet body beneath
him. Cort lowered his head to Silas' chest, and wrapped his thin lips around
one of Silas' tits. His hand went to and massaged the other one. Silas moaned
for a bit, and then, replaced his hand down between Cort's asscheeks.
    His fingertips traced up and down the pink skin between the twin tanned
globes, and he tickled Cort's rosebud. After a few more seconds of this,
Silas slowly stuck his index finger into the hot and moist recesses of Cort's
fuckhole. A slight gasp escaped the boy's lips, but he continued to please
Silas' chest.
    Silas' finger explored Cort's insides. He rubbed the walls of the child's
fuckchute, and massaged his throbbing prostate (Cort nearly screamed when the
finger made its first contact). When his finger became lonely, Silas inserted
his middle finger. Cort moaned with pleasure, and dug his face into Silas'
chest. Silas then used his free hand to stroke the back of the boy's head.
    "Cort...I'm going to see how many fingers I can fit into your
asshole...it might hurt a little bit."
    "Okay...I trust you, Silas. Finger me, man."
    Without hesitation, Silas inserted not just his ring finger, but also his
pinkie. Cort shut his eyes and groaned with a combination of pain and
pleasure. Silas used his thumb to massage the very back of Cort's drawn-up
nutsack. Silas continued to push his four fingers deeper into Cort until they
all were at the second knuckle. Silas looked down at Cort...the boy had his
eyes shut tight, and tears had formed at their edges.
    "You okay, Cort?"
    Cort nodded. "Yeah...it just hurts..."
    "I know, baby. But I've gotta do this so I don't tear you in half when I
put the real thing in there."
    Cort opened his eyes and looked up to Silas. "Just...how big are you?"
    Silas grinned. "Why don't you find out for yourself?"
    "Can I?"
    "Sure."
    Silas pulled his fingers out of Cort's hole, so that the boy could move a
little better. He then brought his hand up to his face, and sniffed. He was
pleased with the scent; it didn't have the disgusting shit smell that most
people would expect, but rather, a clean smell...it was obvious Cort washed
his ass regularly.
    Meanwhile, Cort was sitting back on his haunches, between Silas knees,
trying to unbutton Silas' super tight pants. The bulge in the older man's lap
was obscene, but the boy couldn't really tell the thing's size, as it
disappeared down a pantleg. After a few moments of fumbling with it, Cort
managed to unhook the button. He unzipped the pants, which revealed a glimpse
of Silas' fishnet briefs.
    Silas raised his ass up off the couch, and Cort tugged on the sides of
the pants with all his might. It took a while, but eventually, he got them
down far enough to reveal Silas' package.
    For such a small-framed guy, Silas really packed a lot. His cock was at
least eight inches long, and thick as hell. His bright purple cockhead was
cut. His balls hung low, and were the size of golfballs. Silas also shaved
his pubic hair...his cock, balls, and the surrounding area was completely
free of hair.
    Cort eagerly pulled down on the fishnets, and slid them, along with
Silas' pants, clean off. Silas' cock stood straight up in the air, and it's
shape and size reminded Cort of a cucumber. What amazed Cort even more was
the steady stream of precum that coated Silas' cock and balls.
    Silas smiled, and stroked one of Cort's hands. "Like what you see, buddy?"
    "Yeah, Silas, your dick is so hot. And fuck, man, it looks like you've
already came."
    "Naw, I just prejizz a lot. This is nothing, my boy, wait until you've
got it in your mouth, you'll be drowning in the stuff. Speaking of which,
it's almost three-thirty, and you said your brother would be home at four. As
much as I'd love to stick around and see if I could get in his pants, too,
we'd best hurry up. So, why don't you get that sweet little mouth of yours
wrapped around my cock?"
    "Yes, sir."
    Cort leaned his head down, and, as if he'd forgotten all that Silas had
taught him, he put as much of Silas' thick shaft into his mouth as possible.
Cort tasted the salty-sweet jizz, and swallowed down as much of it as he
could. Silas rubbed the back of Cort's neck.
    "No, dude...focus on the head, remember? Cort?"
    But Cort wasn't listening. After nearly a minute, Silas lost his
patience, and he pushed up on Cort's head. Cort bit his lower lip, and hung
his head.
    "Sorry, Silas...I don't know what I'm doing...I'm sorry..."
    Silas stroked the boy's knee. "Hey, dude, it's okay. Listen...maybe it'd
be best if we tried something else, okay?"
    Cort nodded. "Sure...what do you have in mind?"
    Silas crawled out from under Cort, and got on his knees on the carpet,
his head and shoulders between Cort's legs. "I'd love to feel that tight ass
of yours squeezing around my cock."
    Cort grinned, and nodded. "I'll go get some lube."
    Before Cort could stand up, though, Silas gently pushed the boy back onto
the couch. "No, Cort. I don't use lube...it takes away from the expirience of
skin on skin."
    Cort nodded. "O-Okay..." Silas could tell, however, that Cort was a big
nervous.
    "Tell ya what, stud," said Silas. "What about if I tongued you up for a
little bit to loosen you up. How's that sound?"
    Cort nodded.  "Yeah, that sounds fuckin' great."
    Silas nodded. "Alright, buddy. Lift your knees up and tuck them under
your chin, so I have better access to that sweet little boypussy of yours."
    Cort did so, and his red asshole came into view. Cort's sphincter, as
well as the area around it, was completely hairless - something Silas found
to be incredbily perfect. Silas moved his head down, and took a brief whiff
of the boy's ass. Despite the hint of sweat, Cort's ass smelled sweet and
delicious, and a faint fragrance of soap lingered.
    Silas wormed out his tongue, and gently rubbed it against Cort's tight
pucker. The boy writhed a bit, and moaned in delight. Again, Silas pushed his
tongue against the red opening. Silas then flexed his tongue to a point, and
slowly, he pushed it inside. The walls around the opening to Cort's asshole
moved and pushed, resisting, but Silas wasn't about to be denied access. He
forced his tongue inside, and he continued to push until it was as far in as
possible. Upon reaching the limit of depth, Silas began to flex, move, and
wiggle his tongue, tickling and licking the moist and warm walls of Cort's
fuckchute. As his finishing move, Silas began to piston his tongue in and out
of Cort, like a miniature cock. The boy was in a state of total ecstasy.
    Silas finally pulled his tongue out for the last time. He moved up, drew
Cort into a kiss. At first, Cort was afraid of the taste his own hole would
produce, but he was quite pleased with the sweet nector. Silas and Cort's
tongues wrestled for a good five minutes.
    Silas broke the kiss. "Ready to be fucked, you tight little slut?" Though
his words seemed harsh, Silas spoke in a quiet whisper that soothed Cort.
    "God, yes...do me, Silas."
    Silas got up off his knees, and crawled onto the couch. Without having to
be told, Cort turned around, so he was facing the back of the couch. Silas
wrapped his hands around Cort, and placed them both on the boy's crotch. Cort
wrapped his arms back around Silas' neck, and the two embraced in another
kiss. Silas paused only a moment, before thrusting his hips forward.
    Silas' cock found the sweetspot, and, with an added push of pressure from
the older man, it slipped inside Cort's tight hole. The boy gasped and
screamed in Silas' mouth, the pain racking his thin frame...but Silas wasn't
going to hold back this time. Silas pushed his cucumber of a member deep
within Cort's firm little bottom, and he didn't stop until the sparse and
invisible hairs of Cort's asscheeks tickled the flesh of his lap.
    Silas pulled back, and then thrusted forward again. He began to steadily
fuck the boy, ignoring Cort's gasps of pain (though he knew they were mixed
with pleasure). After a few moments, Silas began massaging Cort's cock. The
teen could feel his orgasm building for the second time that hour. As Cort's
climax built, the boy became more willingly to be fucked, so he began to buck
his hips backwards with every one of Silas' thrusts. The thick cock was
filling the boy up, but he wanted it. Deep within his heart, and deeper
within his groin, he wanted it. Nothing would make him happier than to feel
Silas explode within his tight and hot hole.
    Silas possessed the amazing ability to control his orgasm. The
platinum-haired beauty could have stayed there for hours, just pushing in and
out of Cort's hole, but he knew their time was running short, so he willed
himself closer and closer to climax.
    In short and shallow gasps for air, Silas began to shout. "Cort...I'm
getting close, buddy."
    Cort's voice was even shallower, as he was fighting to speak through the
pain. "Me too."
    "Cum first, buddy, I wanna feel those contractions inside you. It'll send
me right over the edge. Come on you little slut, cum...cum like countless
boys have done in the past."
    Silas' rough words were just too much for the dimpled fourteen year old,
and Silas, using the palm of his hand to rub the underside of Cort's cock
against the boy's tight little belly, brought him to orgasm. Cort began to
shoot semen straight up. It landed on his chest and under his chin. His knees
buckled and he almost fell over, but he grabbed the back of the couch.
    The intense and sudden jolt in the walls of Cort's ass were too much for
Silas, also. The walls that  throbbed against the older man's cock began to
squeeze with a force that could crack glass, and the heat and moisture
massaged his huge dick until that all-too-familiar feeling rose in his balls.
    Silas screamed out, thrust forward as hard as he could, squeezed his ass
cheeks together, and with a groan, his climax hit. Burst after burst of
thick, milky semen bursted out from his thick, low-hanging balls, and gushed
deep inside Cort's tight ass.
    Over a dozen jets of jizz spurted into the boy before Silas finally
collapsed onto the couch, pulling Cort down onto him. The two lay panting and
sweating on one another, with Silas' cock slowly growing soft within the
confining walls of the the boy's pussy. He remained within Cort until his
flaccid cock fell out of the tight hole with a loud and wet pop.
    "God damnit, Cort...you're such a good fuck."
    "You too, Silas...I've never cum that hard in my life."
    Silas slipped a finger down inside Cort's hole, and felt around until he
had a nice lump of his own semen caked onto the digit. He pulled out, careful
to keep as much of the jizz on as possible. He brought it up to Cort's face,
and the boy licked it off happily.
    They laid on one another for another ten minutes before getting up and
getting dressed. Cort glanced at a clock...it read 3:56.
    "Shit, Silas, you've gotta go!"
    The boy ushered his older lover towards the door. He opened it for Silas,
and, before leaving, the platinum-haired hottie leaned down, and kissed Cort
one last time. He then walked outside. Before getting into his car, however,
he turned and spoke to Cort.
    "I'm having an orgy this Saturday. A lot of guys, as well as a lot of
boys your age, are going to be there. I'd love it if you'd come."
    Cort winked, and waved. "You bet, stud. See you on Saturday."


Author's Closing Note: Hmm...more stories to come, but only if I get a good
response! E-mail me! NOW!