Date: Thu, 08 Feb 2001 20:37:54 -0500
From: Strypes
Subject: Summer Rain

DISCLAIMER - this story is entirely fictional any any resemblance to real
people or objects alive or dead is just wishful thinking. No pets, plants,
rainforests or children were harmed in this story; though several million
sperm cells were ruthlessly sacrificed. If this story is illegal or you're
under 18, instead of reading this story get off your damn butt and campaign
for legal reform.


SUMMER RAIN
by Strypes


It was a hot summer night and it was raining again. Warm and humid, just
how I like it. I was only wearing flannel shorts as I slid out of bed and
tiptoed out across the lawn, careful not to wake my parents. It was almost
pitch black and I couldn't hear much over the rain and croaking of the
frogs. The barn was dark too but I knew he'd be there.

Joel's the neighbour from the next farm across. He had his 11th birthday
last year and he's everything you could want in a kid. An impish little kid
with sandy tousled hair and a cheerful attitude. He knew something was up
the day we met, when he was biking around on the main road and I couldn't
take my eyes off him. It wasn't too long before we made friends, and not
long after that before he begged his parents for a sleepover. I'm 17 so
they raised an eyebrow or two but said it was OK. That night... well, I'll
tell you about that another time.

I sat down in the hay in the dark and heard a rustle nearby.

"Francis? That you?" his voice came, a frantic whisper.

"Yeah, it's me little buddy... nice night huh."

No answer but another rustle in the straw and then warm flesh pressed
against my chest. There was enough light for me to dimly see him now my
eyes had adjusted. He was dressed in his summer pajamas, little more than
skimpy thin flannel shorts and open shirt, soaked from the walk from his
place to the barn. A grin and then hot, moist lips pressed against mine.
His tongue flicked between my teeth and I felt hardness press against my
leg as he groaned softly with lust.

Eventually he pulled away. "I didn't jerk off all day today," he said. "I
been saving it for you."

With that he stood up and pulled off his shirt, revealing a tight, small,
hot body steaming as it evaporated the last of the wetness. He took his
time as he slid down his pants, and I watched his erection flip up past the
elastic and bounce off his stomach with a slapping noise. "Boinngggg," he
said, and grinned as he flicked it again with his hands.

I was hard as a rock now and leaking precum. I stood up and his hands were
instantly inside my pants, caressing my erection, rubbing a finger over the
slick precum and spreading it around. "Wish I could make this stuff
myself," he said.

"You're perfect as you are little buddy," I replied. "Anyway, I get to make
all you want, every day of the week!" He laughed in response and continued
to rub.

I placed my own hands on his shoulders and slowly let them glide down his
body, caressing hot, silky skin; moving onto tiny perky nipples; over the
tight bulge of his boyish belly; down to the smooth curve as his hairless
penis rose three inches from between his legs. I let my fingers glide over
his cockhead, eliciting a lustful panting. I slowly dropped to my knees and
placed a kiss on his small cockhead. I was rewarded with a shudder from
Joel that told me I'd almost made him cum where he stood.

"Lie down, I'm so horny!" Joel exclaimed. I didn't need to be told twice
and sank down onto a well-used horse blanket covering the hay on the floor
nearby. Joel lay on top of me with his legs towards my face and started
licking my shaft with quick, sharp flicks of a tongue so hot it was almost
burning. Grabbing a leg with each hand, I moved them slightly apart and and
pushed my face in towards the curve of his butt. For a few seconds I stayed
with my nose inhaling the spicy sweet boysmell, then pressed in with my
tongue leading the way.

There's nothing so good as the taste and smell of a boy's butt, fresh and
clean from the shower. My tongue roamed over the smooth skin and probed his
tiny puckered hole, first circling around outside and then pushing inside
in quick, short bursts. Then finally when I could stand it no more I pushed
my tongue in as far as I could go and started to tongue-fuck that small,
sweet piece of heaven.

Joel was barely controlling himself and panting like a bitch in heat. His
tonguing gave way to the hot press of his lips as he stretched them around
my cock and swallowed the head. His tongue was rasping but soft and - so
hot! - as it swirled around the head of my cock, licking off and swallowing
with mad passion every bit of precum I could produce.

The rain grew heavier and we were enveloped in the velvet night, the sweet
smell of horses rising from the blanket, and the soothing pound of
raindrops hitting the roof and the ground outside.

I felt the cum rising in my balls as he drove deeper and deeper, matching
the bobs of his head with the pushing of my tongue inside his butthole. My
penis flexed and twitched and I cried out aloud as spurt after spurt of my
teenage cum shot out and filled Joel's mouth. The horny little cumdevil
that he was, he drank it as if it was ambrosia but even he couldn't take it
all and some spilled out from between his lips and dripped down his chin
onto my balls. I'd never shot a load in my life like I'd shot with horny
little Joel sucking my cock.

Joel didn't stop, though. After making sure my cock was clean of every
little bit of cum he started cleaning off my balls with his tongue, sucking
each globe in turn and humping his taut penis wildly against my chest. His
entire body gew stiff for a second and I felt his boner twitching against
me as he groaned in preteen orgasm.

We lay like that for a minute and then Joel swivelled around to face me and
planted a huge kiss on my lips. I smelled and tasted my sperm in his mouth
as we tongued each other with the passion of two lovers separated for years.


After about ten minutes of doing this, I felt stirrings in my penis again
as it rose to life and pressed wetly against Joel's leg. Joel, of course,
had never lost his erection and was already making little humping motions
as he lay on top of me.

"Want to do me?" he whispered excitedly. I knew this was his favorite thing
in the whole world and I wasn't going to disappoint him.... especially
since it was my favorite thing too!

"Got the stuff?" I asked. Joel just smiled and felt around under the horse
blanket. His hand came back clutching a jar of Vaseline. "Always," he
giggled, and wrinkled his freckled nose at me.

I was precumming agan as Joel's small hands once again went to work on my
dick, spreading Vaseline thick and far. My own Vaseline covered fingers
slid between his buttocks and caressed his hole before I slid one digit to
the second joint into that hot cavern. I felt Joel's sphincter clamp onto
my finger and he bucked his hips again.

The one finger became two, and the second joint became the entire length of
my fingers inside that steamy tight tunnel. Soon we were ready and Joel sat
up on my chest, a serious look on his face for once.

"I love you Francis," he said.

"I love you too, little buddy." I replied. "You know that, right?"

"Yeah, but I mean I really love you... I want to live with you when I'm old
enough. I want us to run away with you and we can both live together and do
stuff all the time and..." his voice trailed away and he peered anxiously
into my face.

I hesitated, my heart exploding in flower. Perhaps there was a god up
there, after all. "Dude... I didn't say this before cos I thought you'd
freak. But I feel exactly the same way. I always have..." it was my turn to
trail off, because our eyes were doing all the talking.

It was Joel that broke the spell, an infinity later. "OK, can we fuck now?"
he giggled.

I didn't need telling twice. Slowly Joel straddled my cock and held his
cheeks apart as he pressed his butthole against my Vaselined erection.
Working at his own pace, he pressed down and I felt the initial pressure
and then the quick popping feel as my head snapped past his sphincter and
entered the hot pressure of his hole. Joel winced but quickly recovered and
slowly sat down, letting the whole of my six inches glide slowly inside him.

Joel inside is even more perfect than Joel outside, if that was possible.
We'd done this a hundred times and he remained as hot, as eager, as tight
as the first time. And the mastery of his muscles! He can do things with
his butt that would make a master whore cry. Nothing in the world but his
hot, tight cavern and the sound of his lustful panting as his dick strained
towards the sky.

I pumped slowly at first and then, as he loosened up, more quickly. Soon he
was bouncing on my chest and I decided it was time to change positions.
Keeping my dick inside him, I got Joel to get on all fours and I mounted
him from behind like an animal. This was Joel's favourite position... and,
of course, mine too.

"Oh yes, Francis... fuck me hard. I want you all inside me, I want to feel
your cum inside me."

I needed no encouragement. I pounded the entire length of my dick in and
out of his hole, revelling in the feel. I was precumming buckets and I
could feel my juices inside him loosening him up even more. My balls
slapped against his buttocks as I thrust in and out, in and out... and
within minutes I was rewarded by the hot vise clenching of his sphincter as
he cried out loud in orgasm.

I kept going for a few more minutes, hanging on more by self control than
anything else. Pounding hard and fast, I snaked my hand around his waist
and gently masturbated him. Finally I could hold it no more and I felt his
penis start to twitch again as I thrust in as hard as I could and send a
second huge load of sperm spurting inside his butt, filling him up as his
sphincter clenched and twitched with the power of his orgasm.

We collapsed onto the horse blanket, my penis still inside him, and stayed
like that until I grew soft. I pulled my penis out with a sucking sound and
a flood of cum poured out of his stretched preteen hole and over his balls.

I cleaned him up with my tongue, savouring the taste of my sperm mixed with
boy butthole. We lay together until it began to grow light, then dressed
and went back to our own houses before our parents woke up.

I love rainy nights.