Date: Fri, 25 Dec 2009 16:55:54 -0800 From: Gary Pinto Subject: Part 1 "The Beauty of Bryce Marlow" "THE BEAUTY OF BRYCE MARLOW" By Max the Cat (M/b-MM/b-b/b) Comments and Suggestions to gmony6@gmail.com Part 1: Isn't he lovely! Bryce stood naked in front of the fell length mirror. He eyed his body. The thing he didn't like was his pink/brown nipples, they were puffy. In gym class when they showered some would tweak his nipples for sport. He didn't like that it sent a funny feeling to his penis and it would harden. Then he would get funny looks. There were even talking behind his back "Bryce might be gay." He was, but he didn't want people to know, he kept that to himself, in his room and on his computer he would scan pictures for hours, he would jack off as he perused the pictures of men and boys having sex. His light skinned body would go pinker and his nipples would get very sensitive, they would tingle. He was now happy, school was out and he would spend the summer with his grandmother. Shipley Lake, where she lived was beautiful. He could fish for trout, swim in the cool water and be by himself, he liked to be by himself, he was a loner. He had packed the week before, all he had to do was put his lap top in the carrying case and he was off. His mother raised him alone and this was a way for here to get a break. He was a latch key kid and she didn't like it, but they had to live. He showered and shook out his mop of brown/ blond streaked hair and place on his steel rimmed glasses. His mother had said when he turned thirteen he would get contacts. His very blue eyes were hidden behind the thick glasses. He liked to read and could go places or do things in a book. He had recently found some story sites and was turned on by the gay stories about young boys like him and their introduction to hot sex with older men. Bryce also liked to lie on his bed naked and jack off while he day dreamed about sex with others. He usually thought of movie stars or sports heroes. He cleaned up and dressed. His mom would put him on a bus and after a four hour trip; his Grandma Ellis would meet him at the bus depot. His summer would be swimming, fishing and hiking. His grandmother ran a bed and breakfast and his job was to keep out of the way and he was good at that. The bus trip was rather mundane. The only excitement was a sailor and a girl making out in front of him. He shrugged and read a book he had bought at Dunsmier's used book store. The title was Coral Island Boys. It was a boys parody by Chris Kent. At first he thought it was about swimming and skin diving, but it was actually two novellas of sex between boys and some men. The sailor and his girl friend could be screwing and he was more interested in what happened to the boys in the book, he got hard and stayed that way until he went into the bathroom in the rear of the bus he wanked as fast as he could, he needed some relief, only if he were one of the boys. When he left the bathroom he felt that everyone was looking at him, yet you could hear snoring, talking and of course the sailor and the girl groping and kissing. He sat down and looked out the window. The trees were getting denser and he knew he was getting close to Grandma Ellis's, his summer home. He knew there were no other kids around, there never had been any in the past, so he was on his own, and he would have to make his own fun! The big sign said Shipley Falls two miles, he was almost there. He grabbed his lap top case and sat in wait to get off. The bus stopped and he saw his grandmother standing at the front of the depot. She never seemed to change, still the grey hair, tied in a bun. Since his dad was killed in a training flight at helicopter school, he had never seen her smile, she hugged him and ruffled his hair and of course spoiled him rotten, she always seemed sad. First his grandfather had been killed in the Viet Nam war and she raised his father alone, then he got out of college, married his mother and he came along. He applied for and received a commission as a Second Lieutenant and like his father before him wanted to be a helicopter pilot. Now here he was and she seemed to keep her distance, she had lost twice and she didn't want to lose again. She gave him his dad's fishing equipment and when he stayed for the summer he fished and he was very good at it, he always brought home more than his limit, he got away with it, be wasn't sixteen and didn't needed a license. Once he was stopped by a Game Warden and when asked why he had so much fish he replied "cheese!" The warden asked where he was from and he said San Francisco. The warden scolded him, told him there was a limit of fish he could catch, "don't let me catch you again." Bryce said "yes sir, I didn't know and I won't again!" Then the Game Warden asked "cheese, what kind?" Bryce told him "sharp cheddar, that was what his grandmother had left over in the frig." The warder left saying "cheddar cheese, well I'll be damned; I didn't know fish could smell? Grandma Ellis hugged him, ruffled his hair "gee Bryce how you've grown." He kissed her. In the van they talked. He had one question he had always wanted to ask, but was afraid to ask. "Grandma Can I ask you a question, please don't be mad when I ask it?" She reassured him she wouldn't get mad at him. "How come your last name is Ellis and mine isn't? The lady chuckled "after your grandpa was killed in the war, I got married again, very stupid on my part. Mr. Ellis drank and was killed in a car crash, I got this place after he died, it had been his and the name was "Ellis's Bed and Breakfast Inn" I fixed it up, he wasn't much of a business man, and I made a go of it, so I kept the name for business purposes." That was good enough for Bryce. "When we get home, you settle in, get the metal colander and go pick some strawberries from the garden, we'll all have Strawberry Short Cake for desert." She knew Brice loved her deserts. Bryce smiled "you bet grandma. In the Inn, Bryce he put away his things and grabbed the colander and started picking the freshest of the fruit. He hummed a tune as he picked and a shadow brought him into reality, he looked up "hello sir" he said to the mad standing there with a fishing pole. "Hello young man, strawberries for desert I see?" The man asked. Bryce smiled "yes sir, were having that for desert" The man smiled "good, good strawberries my favorite fruit." Bryce continues smiling "mine too!" Bryce stood up and stretched "catch any fish?" he asked the older man. "I don't think there are any, not a bite. I have a thousand flies and nothing. Bryce chuckled. They only hit on flies in the evening, just before dark, the rest of the time I use cheese." "Cheese are you kidding me?" Bryce lost his smile "no sir, they love cheese, try it. "I'm Bryce, Mrs. Ellis's grandson." He stuck out a slim fingered hand. The man introduced himself "I'm Harold Witherspoon, glad to meet you Bryce, maybe you can show me some of your fishing holes?" He looked the boy up and down, he hadn't had one in a few weeks and maybe, just maybe this one would and could be available. They all had dinner, Mr. Witherspoon paid quite a bit of attention to Bryce. Bryce loved it, he never got any male attention. Later that evening his grandmother told Bryce to go up to the cabin and ask Mr. Witherspoon if he's like some ice cream. Bryce walked up and walking by the window he noticed Mr. Witherspoon was entirely naked. He was working a big purple headed cock up and down while he watched a movie on his TV/DVD player. Bryce's jaw dropped on the screen was a dark haired boy around his age. The young boy, totally naked was bouncing on a man's lap, a big penis going in and out, he was sucking another man's cock. Bryce just stood there, the man/boy porno was having an effect on him, and he quickly got hard as a rock, his breathing got faster. Mr. Witherspoon was glues to the screen, he was wanking hard and fast, he wanted to cum, so did Bryce. He got startled when out of the top of Mr. Witherspoon's flared penis shot out a hot creamy gob of sperm. Into the air the cum flew, then headed back down onto Mr. Witherspoon's body Bryce came to his senses and ran back to the main house. "Didn't he want any Bryce?" His grandmother asked. "He's sleeping on the couch" Bryce lied; he was flushed from the DVD and Mr. Witherspoon's actions on his body. Bryce picked at his ice cream; his grandmother decided he was too tired to eat "why don't you get some sleep Bryce, the day starts early around here." he kissed her cheek and went to his room. Under the covers he stuck his cock into his sock and jacked off, the night had worked him up. Bryce got up early, grabbed his pole and some soda and made a sandwich to take with him. His grandmother was getting breakfast for her guests. He blew her a kiss and said "maybe we have trout on the menu tonight. She hollered be careful and he was gone. He found his place he always fished at. Within an hour he already had five rainbows. He tied them on some string and set them in a pool area and tied them to a bush. He took off all his clothing and naked he jumped in the water, the cold water shriveled his cock, but he loved the water. He swam until he was to cold to take it any longer. He lay back on the big rock and let the sun dry and warm him. Behind him sat Mr. Witherspoon, his zoom lens on his Nikon trained on the naked morsel. He snapped pictures for his naked boy collection, but he hoped he would be able to add pictures of the boy sucking his cock and his cock driving into Bryce's body, but it would take time, Rome wasn't built in a day. He loved breaking in a virgin, yes indeed! Witherspoon moved closer. Bryce lying in the sun moved his hand to his penis. He grasped it tightly and began to once again he massaged it up and down, the feeling was overwhelming. He remembered the DVD playing in Mr. Witherspoon's cabin. The man liked what he liked, but he was scared to approach the man. Witherspoon got closer, he could here Bryce's breathing as he played with his cock. He had seen Bryce the night before as he masturbated to the movie, his image had bounced off a mirror on the wall, be he was to far into the cum to get up, now here he was only a few feet from the boy he lusted for, should he or shouldn't? He finally decided to approach the boy. "Yes, Bryce you are a beauty, I love the way you jack off. Bryce almost died on the spot. He dropped his cock and covered it with his two hands. "Oh please don't tell on me, oh please Mr. Witherspoon?" the boy was almost crying. Bryce took one hand and grabbed his glassed and put them on. The man sat down next to the boy "why I would tell, did you tell on me for last night?" Bryce still shaken nodded "no." Then were even, Witherspoon took the remaining hand away, the red capped penis was still hard, and it throbbed. Bryce you have such a lovely cock, here I'll do it for you, and it will be more exciting that way." Bryce just lay there, Witherspoon took hold of Bryce's cock and gently jacked it up and down, Bryce again was breathing hard, and it felt so good to have someone else play with it. The throbbing piece of hard boy's flesh tingled and Bryce's eyes got very big when Witherspoon's head bend down and sucked in the whole thing. His cock was swimming in the warm wet saliva in Witherspoon's hot sucking mouth. Bryce lay there in heaven, the older man sucked and a finger roamed between his butt cheeks and found his virgin anus. A big meaty finger pushed at the tight ring trying to gain entrance, Bryce couldn't help himself, he pushed back and a finger entered him, only one knuckle, but the finger moved inside. Bryce pushed harder again and Witherspoon had the whole finger inside of him. The mouth had his whole thing inside, his cock and his two hard balls; this man was giving him pleasure he had not had before. He had had only his own hand and a sock to enter, and then there was the finger it wiggled and rubbed places that sent electric shocks to the tip of his cock, he was almost there. He warned Witherspoon "oh I going to shoot, I'm cuming in your mouth. Witherspoon sucked and licked the sensitive flesh of the boy's cock. Bryce tightened up, his blue eyes squinted shut and he shot forth his blast of hot boi-honey. Witherspoon sucked, Witherspoon swallowed everything Bryce could shoot and the finger found a special place that made this cum a super fine cum, he was shaking, he was still impaled on the finger and it never stopped moving inside of him, "this was wonderful" Bryce opened his eyes and smiled as he relaxed. Witherspoon wasn't finished yet. His mouth let Bryce's cock slip out, the finger still moved and the man's wet tongue made a trail from the bottom of the nut sac, up the underside of the wilting penis, then up the naked tummy to the navel. The tongue twirled in the navel then on the trail again he went up to the first of the two puffy nipples. Witherspoon sucked in one and then the other, they hardened and he kept sucking on them. Bryce was hard once again; Witherspoon looked and thought "It's nice to be young! Witherspoon kept it up; Bryce was having a sexual high that was out of this world. The older man worked the boy's body harder. Bryce felt something new, the one finger was now two and they were working in and out, then side to side. A light opened up his mind. "Are you going to fuck me Mr. Witherspoon?" The man looked up "not now Bryce, this is all for you, do you like it?" A smile filled his face "oh yes I love this, it's so much better than jacking off, you make me feel wonderful!" Witherspoon continued is oral manipulations of Bryce's nubile body! Each time Witherspoon worked his fingers the blond boy jerked up or to the side. The man was also getting hot and bothered, his rampant cock strained to get out, to get relief, it wanted it and needed it, but he resisted he wanted Bryce to yearn for it and come to him for it, the he would have Bryce where he wanted him. Witherspoon relaxed and let his fingers slip out of Bryce, the nubile youth was breathing hard. He bent forward and licked the boys twitching cock, he nibbled on the tip and that was just what Bryce needed, once again his cock shot forth a hot wad of semen and Witherspoon gobbled it down. Smacking his lips and savoring the boy's hot honey he bent forward and kissed the boy, some of the sperm dripped into Bryce's mouth, their tongues met and Witherspoon let him have a taste of himself! He let his fingers slip out slowly; the hole pulsed as it went back to its original state. Bryce shivered and actually wanted more, this was something that made him feel good and want more, much more. "Now Bryce lets fish, I need a break, where is the best spot to catch trout with cheese, I have some Smokey cheddar, I hope they'll bite on it. Bryce lay naked, on his elbows his mind was swirling, he wanted more and now Witherspoon wanted to fish, it seemed crazy. "You better put on your shorts, some one might ask questions and that would not be kosher, right?" Bryce nodded, still confused. They fished and Witherspoon only caught one fish, a good sized German Brown, Bryce caught three more Rainbow's, but fishing wasn't the thing on his mind. Witherspoon gave him his only catch of the day "here your grandmother can cook up this one with yours; dinner is at six, right?" Bryce nodded and as Witherspoon headed to his cabin he looked at Bryce, I think I'll see a good movie tonight. Bryce got that feeling in his crotch again; he just might do some evening fishing. Bryce's grandma made trout almandine for dinner. She told the guests that her grandson had provided the trout for the meal, Bryce blushed and the guests made over him. Mr. Witherspoon sat next to Bryce, his leg rubbed Bryce's, the boy was sweating somewhat. Witherspoon dropped a fork and reached under to pick it up, he squeezed Bryce's cock and he picked up the utensil, Bryce was hard and ready. After dinner Witherspoon said he might do some evening fly fishing "I have a fly I want to unzip form my kit." He looked at Bryce "Bryce would you like to use one of my flies." Bryce looked at his grandmother "sure Bryce I think you will enjoy it, it's much more of a fishing experience then using cheese. Bryce walked out with Mr. Witherspoon and followed him to the cabin. Inside Witherspoon striped and turned to show Bryce his hard purple capped cock. He took the boys hand and placed it on the hot throbbing rod. Bryce jacked it back and forth while Witherspoon stripped him of his tee shirt and shorts. Bryce looked at the creamy pearl that appeared on the tip "What's that Mr. Witherspoon?" The man was putting in a B.T.W. DVD and turning on the movie, he looked down "it's called precum Bryce, it lubes your hole before it's fucked, lick it off." Bryce bent forward, his tongue licked it off and smacked his lips, and it really wasn't much of a taste. "Suck my cock Bryce, please." Bryce opened wide and clamped his red lips around the fat purple head and sucked in the hard cock. Witherspoon rocked back and forth, the cock hit the back of Bryce's throat, and he gagged some and pulled back. Tears ran down his cheeks "don't try to swallow it Bryce that will come with some experience." Bryce pulled back, but refused to let the cock escape from his sucking, this was something he actually liked, now he knew why Mr. Witherspoon sucked him so much, it felt empowering, the man moaned and rocked in and out "suck me Bryce, suck me, but watch the teeth." Witherspoon removed his cock from the sucking mouth and picked up the boy and laid him on the couch, he got behind Bryce, his hard saliva coated cock nestled in-between Bryce's butt cheeks. Bryce pushed back and wiggled his butt, he was now interested in the action between the boy and the men. The boy was delivering a pizza and the men convinced the very willing boy to strip and lay back as the men had their way with his body. Witherspoon reached forward and took hold of the almost four inches of Bryce's penis, he rolled a calloused thumb over the head and applied lube to his cock with the other hand, and he would have Bryce tonight. With a leg he propped up Bryce's leg, his hole was open and he stuck in a lube coated finger, then a second lubed finger, he wanted the path as easy an access possible Bryce was looking deeply as the boy, his own age was being fucked with two cocks, while he sucked one and jacked the forth. Witherspoon pulled Bryce's face to him and slipped his tongue into the boy's mouth, their tongues entwined. He held his cock and placed it at his target "He whispered to Bryce "I'm going to fuck you Bryce, just like the boy in the film, are your ready. Bryce whispered "yes!" Bryce felt the cock stab at his tight virgin ring, it repelled the cock, and it refused to yield. Witherspoon whispered "push out like you have to poop" and Bryce did as told. The hard cock head pushed hard and Bryce pushed back and out, the cock popped past the ring and into Bryce. The boy's blue eyes got wide, this was uncomfortable, the cock was going into him deeper and again deeper, and he now felt the coarse pubic hair nestle on his butt cheeks. Witherspoon was in him all the way, he stopped and gave Bryce a chance to get used to the hard fleshy stalk deep inside of his anus. He was breathing in short pants, his cock was being jerked and he caught his breath. "Ready for a hot fucking Bryce?" Bryce answered in a meek voice "yes, I am, yes." The man while he jacked off the boys cock, he pushed his cock in and out of the boy, his cock was finding that spot his fingers had rubbed. In and out the hard male member probed the boys widening hole, the tingle in Bryce's cock was something that over came the stretching of his anus, the bouncing the cock inside was getting to the boy who wasn't a virgin any more, but he was liking the fucking, even if it was somewhat uncomfortable. Bryce could here Mr. Witherspoon breathing hard and faster, the man was being tried by the boy tight hole and bring him to a quicker a cum that he wanted, he huffed and puffed. Bryce was also almost at the point of no return, he looked up at the boy on the screen, white rivets of creamy white sperm flowed out of the boy, he was swallowing. Bryce came first, his cock recoiled in Witherspoon's fist; it shot into the air and then landed on the rug, and the final shot on the couch in front of him. He felt Witherspoon's cock swell inside of him, the cock head flared, the slit opened wide and he felt the blast of Witherspoon's sperm as it coated his insides, it was filling his colon, then when there was no other place to fill it began to trickle out of him and onto Witherspoon's leg and puddle on the couch! Bryce laid his head sown on the couch, the cock inside of him still throbbed, and there was still a trickle into him. One thing he knew that he was going to have a very sex filled summer, just as long as Witherspoon was around, then there were other guests he might look at, there was an added plus Mr. Witherspoon and Bryce lived in the same city! Part 2: It's such a wonderful summer! Thanks to Cutterman (hope your stocking is filled with you know what! Thanks to Jellofunk, his pic's and drawings are the motivation for me, also thanks to Heredia, too! Look for: Part 2 of "For Members Only (was The Club, but Nifty has that title already) Part 8 of "Tristan Morning!"