Date: Fri, 15 Jul 2005 11:26:18 EDT
From: Larants@aol.com
Subject: St.Maartens vacation 3

As I mentioned last we spoke I had fallen asleep in a chair next to the
bed Aaron was sleeping in. I awoke to the sky just getting light and
turned to look at the angel in my bed. He had turned over during the
night and was now fully exposed to my view. His silky brown hair was
mussed up and he had a little smile on his face. Those beautiful full
lips were parted just slightly and he was a sight to behold. His legs
were spread just a bit and his boy cock was limp and resting on his cute
little balls. I found myself stroking my cock as I looked at him with
pure lust.

I thought, what better way to wake a sleeping horny boy by just taking
his soft cock in my mouth and letting it grow slowly. I slowly knelt
between his legs. I didn't want to wake him just yet. I wanted him to
wake to a erotic sucking. I could still smell the fresh aloe vera scent
on his body from our bath the night before which made me more aroused. I
began by kissing his small cocklet. I took it entirely in my mouth and
held it there while gentley using my tongue and running it over his still
small cockhead. I heard a moan and looked up to him smiling down at me. I
winked at him and continued to use my tongue and lips on the boy. Very
shortly I felt his young manhood growing slowly and filling my mouth. He
was soon very hard and I started to taste his unique boy juice. His hands
held my head and soon I was bobbing slowly up and down on my angel boy's
cock. Within a minute he thrust his hips up and gave a soft scream of
delight as he orgasmed in my mouth. His taste was pure heaven to me.
Fresh morning boy nectar filling my mouth. He spasmed some more and then
he was to sensitive for my mouth and I rose and said good morning as I
swallowed his pure juice. He grabbed my neck and pulled me to him and
kissed me. We again shared his cum together.

I had taken my shorts off at some point during all of this and I came up
to him and straddled his chest and showing him my raging cock. I stroked
it slowly as he watched with that ever present smile of his. He gathered
some pillows behind his head and reached for my cock and pulled it to his
mouth. Again, I thought about how much his "Uncle" had taught him because
he expertly started to tease my cockhead and taste my constant flow of
pre-cum. He pushed my hand away and started to stroke me while my
cockhead was just inside his sweet mouth. Without warning I pumped maybe
three or four hard volleys of my brew into his throat and mouth. He
swallowed but some ran down his angelic chin. I again milked myself for
him as I did the last time and he again just licked whatever I gave him.
Again, we kissed and shared eachother. We hugged for a little bit and
then the bad news came out. He was being picked up this morning by his
Parents and this would probably be our last time together.

If you have been reading my prior stories then you know that I started
off just being a boy admirer with no experience. Now I am a full fleged
Boylover and secretly I was glad this was ending. I mean it was a joy and
pure heaven to have experienced such an erotic happening but I knew deep
down inside me that it was wrong. I had somehow lost all my wits as an
Adult during this past day and felt guilt and I felt like a complete
pervert. Not only did I think this but I told Aaron that same thing. He
told me that he really enjoyed himself and that it would be our secret
forever. He said he would never have started anything if he thought I was
a bad man. He said that his Uncle had taught him so much and for some
reason I reminded him of him. Thinking to myself I thought that this
lovely boy has more experience with Man/Boy love than I have ever had in
58 years. My guilt subsided and we got ready to have him leave.

We had breakfast and talked. He wanted my e-mail address but I refused to
give it to him. I expained that I didn't want anymore reading our
conversations because I might get into trouble. He just said OK and was
left it at that.

At about 10am his Parents arrived and we sat and talked. I invited them
to join me at lunch and we all settled down and relaxed. They related
their time they had in St.Bart's and Aaron was telling them how cool it
was to ride on a motorcycle and hang with me.

The mudslides were flowing heavy and after a couple of boners Tom was
passed out. He had had no sleep the previous night so Eileen and myself
helped him back to his house down the beach. We got him to bed and he was
snoring as he hit the bed.  Their flight was the next morning so she
started to pack and I helped her secure different things such as the
electric,gas,etc. I covered the pool for her and generally got her and
her family ready to leave the next morning. She called sercurity and told
them she would be leaving and after that everything was perfect.

During this time, Aaron was hanging on their porch and dozing off. Eileen
took him to his room and put him to bed and then she and I went back to
my place. I had no idea why she insisted on walking me back home but I
soon found out after another boner and some mudslides. .........

I understand this is a gay story venue but I will be short about this.
She appreciated how I took care of Aaron and told me that Aaron told her
that he really liked me. She informed me that her and Tom had not had sex
in about a year and was just wondering if we could have a little fun that
afternoon. Well, I was floored. I told and or rather admitted to her that
I was very Bi-sexual and that my Wife understood and that "Sorry" I could
never have a quicky sex thing with her. She was ashamed to have asked but
I relieved her by hugging her and telling her she was a good person,
blah,blah,blah. .....

After a moment or so she shocked me. She asked me if Aaron came on to me
sexually. I of course said,No. I told her we played in the pool and had
some nice conversations but never did we have anything close to what she
was asking and I got mad. Just to make it look good. My guilt had
returned and I wondered how much Aaron had told her he liked me. She said
she was sorry for asking and the only reason she did was because she knew
some things about her Brother, the "Uncle". She said she had picked up on
it through some e-mail they had shared together. She said she had never
discussed this with anyone and it was much easier to talk to me about it
being a somewhat stranger and all. I forgot what I said to her at that
point. I remember saying that maybe she should talk to her Brother. We
left things at that and I walked her home.

The next morning I hired a cab for them and watched them leave. I was
delighted and sad at the same time. The last thing I saw was Aaron
turning around and winking at me and pursing his lips. I waved them
good-bye and that is the end of my St.Maarten experience and Boyloving.

Anyway, that is what I thought.


My next chapter ends the story. I get to meet "Uncle" some months later.


Again,thanks for hearing me out. Comments are welcome. Larants@aol.com