Date: Wed, 27 Sep 2006 16:32:40 +1000
From: Lake <evilstewie@hushmail.com>
Subject: The Swimming Pool, The Boy and Me pt 3

The disclaimer!!!

These writings are a work of fiction, the adult and boy exist only in the
imagination of the author.  Consensual, sexual acts between an adult and a
minor do occur and, therefore, if it is against the law of your country
don't precede any further.  Of course, if you like a bit of titillation
then....read on.

My life had changed forever, I had crossed the line that I believed I never
would cross: by committing a sexual act with Steve, I was no longer an
innocent man, I'd committed a major crime and there was no turning back.
So why, then, did I feel so damn happy?  Why did I feel more like a man
then I ever had before?  Had I released my true self for the first time?
Was this the real me?  Or was this just a one off discretion?  The thing
about being in my situation is with whom would I turn to talk about it?  I
couldn't just open up to my mates at the pub and tell them "by the way, I
sucked off some hot 8yo boy the other day - think I should have gone
further?".  And that's what struck me most: I saw my self as a normal guy,
I had a good job, well grounded mates....i wasn't your "average"
paedophile.  Was I even a paedophile?  The word seemed too harsh for the
act that I'd instigated.  Steve enjoyed it just as much as I did.  There
was no coercion and certainly no force involved.
  The only place I could turn to was the Internet and a friend who had a
similar sexual interest in boys as I had.  His opinion of my act with Steve
was as I'd expected, he was shocked and angry I'd done anything but thought
it totally cool that I'd taken such a big step. Although he warned me that
an attempt to get further action with another boy could very well lead me
into trouble, he certainly wasn't about to dissuade me from telling him
about my adventures should they occur.  Plausible deniability from him
should anyone find out....quite rightly so.
  I guess that's the problem a boy lover has - wanting their kind not to
get into trouble but understanding that we can't break our programming at a
flick of a switch.  I felt so utterly alone and the only person that could
help me was the one person I shouldn't see again.
  When I'd left Steve's place he was clean from the cum I'd shot across him
and he gave me two things: a passionate kiss goodbye and his home phone
number with instructions of when I could and couldn't ring.  Two days after
our first encounter and at precisely 330pm, I escaped my work desk and rang
Steve.
  "Hello", came Steve's voice from the earpiece.
  "Hi Steve, it's me Joe.  How are you?", I nervously asked.
  "Hey Joe, I'm good thank you", he replied.
  "Great, that's great Steve.  Erm, how are you feeling about what we did?"
  "Was cool......I liked it"
  "Yeah, I liked it to.  Haven't stopped thinking about you.  Want to see
you again so bad", I sounded like I was begging the boy.
  "Me too".
  Steve was 8yo and not the best conversationalist; as a result I knew that
I had to lead the conversation.  "When are you alone next?  Probably need a
couple of hours.  Are you free again this Saturday?"
  "No.  My mum and dad will be in all day.  I'm alone now."
  "That sucks Steve cos I can't get away from work." I had to see him but I
couldn't just leave work immediately.
  "Ok.  Tomorrow?"
  "Tomorrow at this time?"
  "yeah"
  I couldn't not take Steve up on his offer and I told him I'd be over
tomorrow at 330pm.  I'd find a way to get off work.  Steve told me that
we'd have 3hrs together, so in my head that meant 2hrs.
  Telling work I had to sort an issue out at home, I left the office the
next day at lunch time and made my way home to get changed and then onto
Steve's house.  I left my wallet at home and only took change for the phone
so I could ring him to make sure the coast was clear which it was.  I made
my way to his back garden and to his kitchen and eventually standing in
front of me was Steve in his school uniform.
  It was obvious Steve didn't attend a school where uniform was strictly
enforced, but it still made my heart leap to see him in his black trousers,
white shirt and tie.  As he shut the door behind us we began to kiss
passionately and I whispered to him that we should go straight to his room.
As we made our way up the stairs and I tugged at his clothes and bit at his
skin.  Unlike my fist visit where he smelt strongly of chlorine, this time
I could smell his boy scent, it was intoxicating and strangely masculine.
  When we got into his room I lifted his shirt from his trousers and began
to undo his tie whilst still kissing him.  It was lustful love making - raw
and unplanned.  Very soon I was lying next to Steve and both of us only had
on our underwear: I was wearing my very adult black CKs and he was in a
very snug pair of rainbow coloured briefs.  My hands were exploring Steve's
soft skin and my tongue was licking every part of his torso.  Soon my right
hand began to explore his crotch and tease the fabric that was covering his
hard, 2-inch cock.
  "You like that don't you?" I asked him.  He nodded back and I slipped my
hand down the front of his briefs and began to play with his cock.  "You
like that more though, don't you".  Steve let out a moan of agreement as I
teased the head of his cocklet with my index finger.  His penis was no
larger then my little finger and was hard as rock against his body.  I
stared at him in the face as I pronounced, "Now for something I know you'll
love even more".  I begin to slip his briefs off of him and kissed my way
down his torso until my lips were touching the tip of his cock head.
  Though I had already sucked his penis in the pool changing room, that
rushed experience had not allowed me the time to fully appreciate the
wonders my senses were encountering.  I breathed in deeply and the slight
aroma of urine mixed with an unkempt smell struck my nostrils.  Steve was
an 8yo boy and yet to understand the importance of genital hygiene.  I
slowly and carefully pulled back his tight foreskin to reveal a layer of
hard, yellow smegma which had obviously formed over time and I began to
lick away at it like nibbling chocolate from a candy bar.  The cheesy
deposit acting like an aphrodisiac and very soon I had cleaned his dick and
began to suck him off.
  Steve's cock was so small that getting my lips to form such a narrow hole
needed the application of facial muscles little used by myself.  However,
he was obviously enjoying the blowjob I was giving him because his moans
were increasing in volume and length.  I began to tease his small sac with
my tongue and in doing so could taste a mixture of sweat and shit from the
last wipe of his bum.  I bent Steve's legs over his head and began to
concentrate on his asshole.
  Much like his genital area, his asshole was dirty and smelly and my
tongue began to lick either side of his tight hole, cleaning the area
before diving in for the prize.  As my tongue darted into his boy pussy for
the first time, Steve let out his loudest moan yet.  With the help of my
hands to part his cheeks, I managed to stick more of my tongue into his
hole and found it was met with both a tightness and heat I had not
expected.  His sphincter clamped hard on my tongue, which only made me work
harder on the area.
  With my right hand, I began to pull down my boxer shorts so that both
Steve and I were naked.  Although I'm not very hairy, it felt good to have
my body hair move against his smooth and supple skin.  I slipped my boxers
over my feet, ripped my socks off and began to kiss Steve more passionately
then ever.  His taste was still all over my tongue and I longed to taste
his boy pussy again, but instead I pushed Steve's head down to my crotch
and hoped he would suck me off just like I had sucked him.  I ran my hand
through his thick hair, "Yeah Steve", I began, "you know what to do".
Steve opened his mouth and he began to lick my slit that oozed with precum.
I began to moan loudly, offering words of encouragement and guidance.  His
small hand grabbed the base of my cock and he began to suck hard on the
mushroom head of my penis.  I told him to use his free hand to cup my balls
and to even suck my balls one at a time with his mouth.  He was quick to
follow instruction and soon his mouth was filled with one of dangling balls
and my pubic hair filled his mouth.  I lay back on his bed and watched
Steve suck, lick and caress my genital area.  Though he lacked the kind of
passion that an adult would possess when performing such a sexual act,
Steve had an innocence that more then made up for it.
  I turned Steve a full 180degrees so that, had he been taller, we'd have
been doing a 69, but as it was, I let Steve continue to pleasure my cock
whilst I fondled his bum and arsehole.  My index finger began to circle his
tight hole, an area that felt incredibly tight.  I brought my finger to my
mouth, covered it with spit and slowly began to push my way in.  Steve
stopped sucking "Hey little guy," I said "anything wrong?"
  "Dunno.  It feels kinda funny.  A bit sore"
  "I'm sorry Stevie, it does feel funny at first.  You like sucking my dick
though, right?"
  "Yeah" he said with enthusiasm.
  "Well, you keep doing what you're doing, and I'll keep doing what I'm
doing and if you don't like it then just say.  But trust me....you'll like
it"
  Steve agreed and began to start sucking me again and so I continued to
press my finger into him until I was up to my knuckle.  I felt around for
his g-spot and pressed down.
  "mmmmmm, man, what is that?"  Steve blurted out.
  "It's called your g-spot Steve.  It feels real nice, eh?"  Steve most
certainly agreed and I continued to work his spot as he dealth with my
cock.
  He was impossibly tight to fuck at the moment and though I had either the
lube or the time, I knew that to have actually have intercourse with the
boy would be a decision that I couldn't make lightly. Instead, I shifted us
both onto our sides so that I could face fuck Steve whilst teasing his
g-spot.  I used my free hand to steady Steve's face and he began to accept
more of my dick into his mouth.  Through gagging a few times, I could feel
Steve was quickly finding better ways to take my cock....it almost felt
like the kid was deep throating me!  After not much time I could feel that
I was about to cum and so I turned Steve over again so that he was lying on
the bed and I was on top of him.  With my arms extended in front of me to
support my weight, I began to fuck his mouth much like I would fuck an
arse.  My balls were slapping Steve's forehead and every muscle in my body
began to strain as I began to inject my seed into the boy's mouth.  I never
warned Steve I was cumming, but he took the onslaught of cum well and he
managed to successfully drink most of it.  As the final shots of semen left
my cock, I looked at my watch and knew it was time to leave.  I pulled
Steve up towards me and kissed him, tasting my cum in his mouth.
  "Steve, you were amazing.  What you just did was.....amazing".  Steve
didn't answer, he just smiled and continued to let the cum trickle down his
throat.  "Most adults aren't as talented as you are - you're a really great
lover".
  Steve looked slightly confused, the term 'lover' not being entirely
understood by him.
  "You're still so young to understand all that is going on.  All you have
to understand is that if you enjoy it then it's good.  Did you enjoy all
that?"
  Steve nodded and gave me his usual beaming smile.  I looked down at my
cock and saw it was getting firm again.  I took another look at my watch
then at Steve again.  "Wanna make me cum again?"
  Steve nodded, smiled and buried his head in my crotch......

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