Date: Fri, 23 Dec 2016 21:56:27 +0000 From: Caden Michaels Subject: The Boy on the Beach Please remember that Nifty needs your donations. Tis the season of giving. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Email me at: handittome@live.com This is a fictional story that contains sexual acts between a man and a boy. Don't read if it offends you or breaks any laws. Otherwise please enjoy :) The Boy on the Beach by Caden There he was. Same time. Same spot. He wore a smooth golden tan and sun bleached boyish hair just long enough to shake water everywhere when he surfaced. A black beaded necklace accented by shimmering puka shells fell around his neck to show just how much a Cali boy he really was. Yet his skin tight Euro style trunks, a beautiful light blue color with layers of seemingly hand drawn sunflowers, fit tightly to his perfected form while he paddled through the waves. I could nearly make out the sweet little indents of those glorious mounds as they flexed with each movement through my telephoto lens. He suddenly spun around, looked behind him back at the forming wave and started to paddle like an Olympian. His face was that of a young boy on the tail end of his preteen years. His cheeks still held a hint of his youthful charm but his eyes held the rest. Bright green and wild they burned with such an intense passion that I never failed to smile each time I saw them. His mouth was small when focused on the task at hand but wide when joy spread across it. The ocean roared as the wave formed to an edge and he knew it was time. In natural skill he pushed himself up and he jumped into a standing position ready for the ride of his life. He suddenly and expertly maneuvered the board down the face of the wave and into the forming barrel. And there it was. That smile of intense joy, fear, excitement and passion lit up my lens. The spray of the ocean shone brightly across his lightly defined chest, his core tightening up to keep his balance and show off his abs. The boy glided through the tunnel so effortlessly and beautifully while I snapped shot after shot, capturing each moment for eternity just in case this was the last time we crossed paths. As the wave ended he narrowly escaped the closing mouth and slowly sank back into the ocean, spun around and dashed out for more. Just then my camera beeped. I pulled away to look at the screen. Memory card full. Second one today. I really couldn't get enough of this kid. I decided I'd use that as an excuse to relax and enjoy the sun for a beat. With the camera back in its case I lied on my towel, closed my eyes and basked in the warm California sun which was thankfully paired with a cool breeze. My parents owned this timeshare on the beach as long as I could remember. We've spent many family vacations here enjoying the weather, the ocean, the people...well, just about everything. I hadn't been in years though. I just graduated from school and was about to begin my new career but thought I'd take a breather. At first I was going to travel to Europe with some friends but I decided to save my money. In truth though I'd really been enjoying the peace and quiet and of course, the boywatching that privacy allowed. I had been only a few hours into my vacation when I spotted surfer boy playing in the sand. He was building a little castle all by himself apparently completely self satisfied. I couldn't help but watch him and his utmost beauty. So beautiful in fact that it was almost immediately that I decided he was the most amazing boy I'd ever seen. The kind of boy I fantasize about every night as I lie in bed, and each moment in between. I've only come out to a couple friends but thankfully they're all very understanding and actually encourage my orientation, knowing I'd never harm a boy. I've cuddled with one of the boys I used to babysit but that's about as far as I've ever gone. This boy though...there's not a single thing I wouldn't want to do with him. I'd love to hold him, stroke his chest, and suck his nipples while I feel up his- What was that? Little spots of cool started to speckle my chest. Then one on my face....and another. I slowly opened my eyes, afraid of the blinding sun until my heart stopped. Hovering right above me was the adonis from my fantasies. I knew then that my lens could never do him justice. Being only mere feet away I could clearly see that the gigabytes of beauty I'd captured over the past few days were a beggar's best hope at finding perfection. There right above me though was a masterpiece whom even God himself could spend a millenia trying to recreate and never match his wonder. "Did you get any good ones today?" My face continued to looked stunned. From my position directly underneath him the sunlight clearly defined every shape of his golden body. His legs were firm and powerful right up to the sweetly adorable bulge held tight within his soaked skintight trunks. I could clearly see the shape of his seemingly uncut penis propped upon his chilled pouch. Water droplets raced down his tummy, tracing the shape of his abs and racing right around his belly button. His hands were on his hips, flowing up to his small, yet strong arms, hairless armpits, and cute pectorals swelling with each breath, accented by tiny nipples. His eyes shone brightly into mine and his hair was dripping small beads down onto my confused face. "I'm sorry?" I asked. "Get any good pictures? Your camera..." He pointed his hand toward my bag clearly labeled Canon. I immediately panicked. Did he notice me stealing memories of him? What if he freaks out? "Um...uh...yeah sure. The ocean's beautiful. You can never take enough nature pics." "Ok. But is that all you think is beautiful?" I could have sworn I saw a subtle sly smile on his lips but a double take revealed only a look of childish hopefulness. I stared at him for a moment trying to figure him out but he was impatient. "Did you get any cool ones of me? Can I see them?" My mind was racing and my heart was competing. If I were smart I'd tell him to bug off but I knew myself too well. I'd never do that. I had captured the attention of the most beautiful boy ever to exist and I wasn't about to let him go. "Yeah bud for sure. I got some great ones!" The battle continued but my heart had my brain up against the ropes. I reached over and grabbed my bag to pull out my camera. As I turned it on he sat down on my towel next to me, leaning in to get a better look. His cool damp shoulder pressed up against my arm and his hair grazed my bare chest. His boyish sent wafted up to my nose and I closed my eyes and sighed to relish the moment. It had been some time since I'd been this close to a boy. There aren't too many in college and I was clearly deprived. I pulled up the first picture and began to scroll through them when without asking he pulled the camera from my hands to control it himself. Strong. Confident. I like that. No longer needing my own hands I placed one directly behind him and shifted my weight his direction so I was now hovering over him, peering at the screen over his shoulder. His neck looked so smooth that I wanted desperately to wrap my arms around him and kiss a trail to his lips. "Woah look at that one! I shredded that wave!" He chuckled to himself a bit and I couldn't help but to mimic him. He kept scrolling. "Haha that's a nice one of my butt dontcha think?" If he was going to tease me then two can play at that game. "Oh yeah bud, sexy no doubt." The sun was starting to dry his skin and little blonde hairs began to shine on his arms. His warmth radiated making him glow like a holy angel. His necklace hung around his neck adding a little extra charm to a boy who clearly didn't need it. He firmly leaned back into me, tilted his head back and gazed up into my eyes batting his eyelashes. "You sure do take a lot of pictures of me...and my butt. Are you a pedo? I bet you are." I just about swallowed my throat. I was completely speechless. He looked up at me with such a sweet innocent face but then there it was again. It might have been my imagination or wishful thinking but I could have sworn I saw a spark in his eye. That same spark of passion I see when he conquers the ocean. I stared back at him completely unsure what to do or say. Then he turned in his place to face me head on and presumably unconsciously placed his hand on my upper thigh to get the leverage, dangerously close to my crotch making my dick start to swell until it reached out and began to poke his hand. What was happening?! Mouth still agape I started to try to stutter out whatever I could but he moved on speaking in a deeper tone than before. "Do you have any more?" Left on the screen was the final one I took. It was a stunning shot of his crotch clearly deforming the shape of his Euro trunks, surrounded by his golden tanned skin taken while he stood on his sinking board at the end of the wave. I had clearly taken pervy pictures of this kid and yet here he was wanting more. Perhaps he just liked the attention. Or maybe he simply liked seeing himself in action. Or maybe it wasn't the pictures he wanted. This kid was seriously starting to turn me on and I was getting nervous but excited. So far he didn't seem scared or upset so why not give him what he asked for? "Well, I ran out of space on my memory card. But I have more back at my place right over there." I pointed to a little light blue house right on the beach, throwing the option his way. He applied more pressure to his hand on my thigh, pushing into my dick and making me gasp while he pushed himself up to look where I was signaling. He stared at it for a moment, silently thinking and then suddenly, as if something clicked he seemed very excited. "Cool! Can I see them?" Somewhere in the far reaches of my mind I thought I heard someone yelling something about how taking a random boy into my home alone with me was a bad idea. But as I sat on my towel facing the adonis standing next to me I was exactly eye level with his crotch, now poking out a bit, and so close I could even feel his warmth and I knew there was no way I could resist him. "Of course." I smiled at him and stood up. I did little to hide the swelling chubby in my shorts. Thankfully the loose fitting trunks helped. Though something told me the kid wasn't bothered by it. "Awesome! And maybe we can take some more pictures..." He leaned into my ear, placing his hand on my chest and whispered the hottest thing a boy's ever said to me "...naked." He pulled away, winked at me and darted toward the house leaving me stunned. "I'll race you there!" Was this really happening? I didn't have time to figure things out. A cute and sexy blonde boy was going to meet me at my house for a nude photo shoot. There's no way I'm going to disappoint. I quickly grabbed my things and chased after him but I was no match for his athletic build. By the time I reached the sliding door it was already open and his well used board was leaning against the wall but there was no sign of him. I slowly slid the door closed behind me and listened for any movement. Nothing. What was this kid up to? He's certainly a character. I made my way to the kitchen, figuring that would be the best place to find a young boy only to find it just as I left it, the pile of dirty dishes flaunting my laziness. Perhaps he needed to use the restroom. The hall leading the way was lined with random pictures of sea shells and waves that failed to spark any sort of inspiration, clearly spelling out a generic-vacation-home feeling that ironically brought memories rushing back. I was a really cute kid back then but was always somewhat disappointed men never hit on me. I would have. Maybe if I was more outgoing like this one I could have paved my own road. Nope. Not here either. This kid's such a tease. Just then I heard something. Nothing more than a soft rustle but enough to check it out. I stepped left to peer into my room. It looked empty but I was sure it came from there so I took a few cautious steps forward and slowly made my way in. I saw my suitcase open in the corner, clothes scattered around it. My wallet was on the nightstand next to my keys and the book I put there to try to trick myself into reading. The bed was still unmade, another product of my laziness brought on by the vacation life. But still no sign of him. Then, I heard the closet door behind me burst open and rapidly spun around, but not quick enough. I didn't even know what hit me as I was suddenly being thrown back onto the bed with a boyish blur on top. The force caused us to violently bounce a few times, his small frame being thrown into me until we finally settled with my arms around him and our eyes locked on each other. "You found me" he said with a smirk. Completely driven by instinct my hands began to slowly roam his back to feel the warm smooth skin of this beautiful half naked boy. I could swear I felt his dick poking into my leg, hinting that this was more than a game of hide and seek. "I think you found me." All of the pent of feelings and desires I had harbored over the years were swelling up inside me and I wanted so bad to make love to this incredible child. To kiss him, to tear off his suit and fellate him while he squealed and to pander his deepest secrets all night long. "You know...you're quite the surfer." "And you're quite the perv." This kid was full of quick wit but I wasn't going to let him win that easy. I looked back at him with confusion for a moment before responding. "Oh you mean the pictures?" My hand at this point coasted down to caress the firm perfect mounds of his behind. "Not at all. I was just capturing mother nature's finest beauty." "You mean my ass? The thing you can't seem to keep your hands off?" His eyes and lips shared the same sly story. "The very same." I gave his cheeks a slight squeeze and he sighed. Then the room got quiet. We lied staring deep into each others soul, silently getting to know the other stranger both waiting for the other to make the next inevitable move. His little breaths started to grow longer and heavier yet with no consistent rhythm, as if unsure when he might need to hold it in. As if mimicking that famous scene from Jaws I saw his face slowly creeping forward while the background faded out of existence. Short sporadic puffs of air grew louder and hotter upon my cheek and his eyes began to droop. And then completely out of my control my lips pursed out and my face pushed forward toward the young boy draped across me. My hand decided to give us a little push and slid along his neck to the back of his head flowing through his silky hair like the ocean, brushing through bits of sand from his day of adventures and gently applying a subtle pressure to test his determination. Full of excitement and perhaps a little too eager he closed his shining eyes and fell his lips firmly upon mine. I met him halfway but his force pushed us back into the bed and we were immediately thrust into an eternal world of lust and passion. It was as if all of my life had been living trapped inside a cage only to finally experience its true meaning for the first time in this moment. He was nearly squealing as he ground his crotch into my leg. We kissed for seemingly forever only to break long enough for half a breath then desperately return. Though this time his little tongue began to explore my mouth. One of my hands was pulling his face closer to mine, the other lustily kneading his butt cheek into a meal for later. He smelt of salt, a hint of something sweet and a raw boyish aroma in a perfect concoction that was only further turning me on. He let loose small grunts and I could taste his sweet flavor and feel the power of his tongue on mine as I made out with a boy for the first time in my life. Out of breath and needing a moment to catch it he pulled off with the biggest grin and a look of such adorable innocence and pure joy. He giggled but not ready for a break I stole one more quick peck on the lips and rested my head back on the bed smiling at the sparkle in his eye. "I knew you were a pedo!" he hilariously yelled between heavy breaths. It was my turn to chuckle. "What can I say? You're asking for it with that sexy suit this shows off your beautiful ass" I retorted with a squeese. He adorably blushed and looked kind of shy for a change. "Well I saw you creepin on me all week and thought you'd like it. I was wondering when you'd make a move but you take waaaaaay too long. And I was tired of waiting." "Oh yeah? Waiting for what?" I asked coyly, eagerly anticipating the answer. "For this!" He suddenly gripped my dick like a vice and I couldn't help but throw my head back and moan. A wave of ecstasy pulsed through my body like a white fire. If this was what he wanted then hell yeah he was gonna get it. I wrapped my arms tightly around him, locked lips and rolled us over so that I was on top, passively asserting dominance. I gently bit his lip to illicit a half giggle half groan and kissed his cheek towards his ear to whisper to him. "You are so fucking hot." I spoke through my teeth while I nibbled his ear lobe and he shot steaming sporadic breaths into mine. "I'm going to give you everything you ever wanted and more. I'll show you just how incredible boy love can be." Overwhelmed by the excitement his little frame arched up into mine grinding his dick into my navel causing him to gasp, nearly hiding his faint begging whispers. I began to slowly and erotically kiss my way down his smooth body, the side of his neck so soft and sweet tasting. He was lightly salted by mother nature's ocean in preparation for this moment. I licked my way down his throat, wetting him to his chest where I fell my lips in a damp pattern to his nipple like cupid's footprints. I began tonguing the little treat that had grown small and hard and textured by goosebumps. I flicked it back and forth while eyeing him in the throes of ecstasy before wrapping my lips around it and sucking hard on the nipple. His eyes glossed over, staring at me but clearly seeing nothing but stars. I let my hand cautiously glide around his tummy, feeling it twitch in eager anticipation of my touch. I could feel the subtle formation of each of his flexing abs then slid my finger to his inny belly button and explored the little hole with my pointer finger while the rest continued south before reaching the edge of the skin tight trunks. Then in a sudden desire to surprise him and succumb to my lusts I reached down and gripped his swelling dick that was struggling to poke through its elastic cage. The boy couldn't help but to thrust up into my hand nearly a foot off the bed, while the electric feeling shot up his body and escaped as loud cry that filled the whole room. When he fell back onto the bed I switched nipples and continued to fondle his boyhood. Proving little boys are meant for sex, instinct took over and he naturally spread his legs as if to say "Please sir, don't stop. Molest all of me." I took the hint. I squeezed his dick a few times and rubbed my hand over the head before sliding down to cup the endearing pouch that clung tight and wonderfully soft underneath. I felt around exploring his balls, feeling each one and gently pulling on it causing him to whimper. His trucks were so smooth and soft and still a bit damp, now nearly steaming from the lusty heat. I held his balls and caressed them for a moment before reaching further, gliding my fingers down his perineum and applied a force into his hot boyhole. "UUggh! Yesss!" The boy ruggedly cried out loud. I was unable to penetrate due to the suit, but I pressed firmly expressing my deepest desires to the child I was loving. I licked my way down from his nipple and through the shallow canyons of his abs, tracing their design, kissing each one. The breath from my nose tickled the little golden hairs on his tummy causing him to boyishly giggle, making my lips dance around as his muscles convulsed, reminding me this was definitely a boy I had with me in my bed. I deeply tongued the cavern of his belly button as my hands stroked his thighs and began to tunnel their way up the skin tight floral trunks, getting warmer by the second. My tongue traced the invisible unblazed treasure trail toward my goal that was prodding my neck until it reached the waistband, society's final attempt to stop the inevitability of our illegal actions. But I heroically convinced myself that my concern for this boy's happiness far outweighed any legal ramifications. How generous of me. With my hands now at the base of his suit I began to pull it down his golden thighs, slowly lowering the gate to the allures within. More and more of his silky skin began to show, growing slightly more pale by the inch. His dick was being pulled down with the suit and tiny specs of hair could be seen starting to pridefully sprout just above showing signs of the beginnings of perceived maturity. Unable to wait any longer I thrust off the suit in one motion, almost angerly throwing it across the room flinging bits of sand all over the bed. His dick bounced back, creating a beautiful boyish rainbow until it slapped into his navel. It was completely stunning! Perfect like the rest of his body it was uncut but the skin was clearly struggling to contain the raging erection as it tried to come out to play. It was velvety smooth save for the beachy remnants and the tip was shimmering, glossy from precum that I could wait no longer to savor. My hands didn't even have time to return from their rebellious action of removing the final barricade before I dove down and desperately slid my tongue all four and a half inches up his shaft to the glistening tip of my strongest desires. The boy's body took control and he thrusted deep into my throat, forcefully sliding the tip all along my tongue and pushing it in as far as it could go. His moans echoed around the room, seemingly competing for which one was the loudest original. By then my hands had made their way back and I gripped his ass with both, placing my elbows on the bed and suspending his hips mid air as I continued to deep throat the boy. I never wanted this moment to end and based on his euphoric cries I was willing to bet he felt the same. My tongue explored every bit of skin it could find, seasoned with the oozing precum that tasted of the sweetest honey mixed with something that could only be described as "boy". I did my best to continually contract my throat around his boyhood in a desperate attempt to get more all while fighting the inevitable need to breath until I could wait no longer in fear of passing out. I pulled off of the boy and laid him gently back onto the bed. I let my hands roam up his beautiful body that was pulsing like the waves as his heart struggled to calm. As I climbed over him and kissed him on the forehead his eyes slowly and groggily opened and a smile crept upon his face. I leaned in and kissed his succulent lips sharing any bit of flavor he might have left me, along with a few grains of sand I picked up along the way. "You are the most amazing boy I've ever met." As I smiled into his eyes stroking his hair I couldn't help but to praise the incredible boy beneath me. "And you have such a beautiful, delicious dick." He chuckled. "Then why'd you stop?" "I think it would taste better without the sand. What do you say we take a shower?" When I woke here this morning I could never have imagined I'd be having sex with the kid of my fantasies only hours later. Life sure is full of wonders. "Yeah. I'd like that." A calm smile was across his face clearly still in a dream state. Not wanting to disturb that I gently picked him up and held him like the child he was. At around eleven or twelve he probably hadn't been carried like this in years but to me he was still a little boy. "I got you baby boy." He wrapped his legs around my waist, his dick pressing into my stomach, smearing my saliva and drops of fresh precum all over. My hands were holding his plump ass and I could feel the warmth emanating from his eager hole. He rested his head on my shoulder and gently cooed as I carried him to the bathroom. When we got there I stood him up on tile that was thankfully warmed by the midday California weather, and rustled his hair. I then leaned into the shower to get the water started and make sure it was the perfect temperature. "Are you ready buddy?" He smiled and nodded "Mhmm." I began to strip my own trunks when he suddenly grabbed my hand and yelled. "No!" I looked at him, shocked. "Let me do it." "Of course" I chuckled to myself. "I'm all yours." My suit was grotescly bulging and no longer succeeded in hiding the beast within. The boy's delicate hands meticulously untied the drawstring and yanked the clothing off in one swift motion, to reveal my pride and joy. He reached out and gripped it, stroking a few times and causing me to gasp at the softness and warmth of his hands. He gazed wondrously at the potential future of his deflowering while his sweet hands explored the entire length. He touched each vein and ran his fingers along the neatly trimmed mane and seemed transfixed on the head and my lack of foreskin. Then much to my shock, unwilling to contain his curiosity he kneeled down, opened wide and dove in. The warmth of his little mouth felt incredible! I could feel his tongue slide over the tip and along the shaft as he pushed in deeper. He quickly went too far, gagged a bit and pulled back to the tip and I smiled at his determination. "Careful there buddy. No need to take it all. It already feels amazing." But he wasn't one for warnings, grabbed my ass and pulled himself all the way down slamming his nose into my trimmed bush. "Ahhhhggg". Damn this kid was wild! My dick was now reaching into the depths of this bulging throat. So warm and tight it felt how I imagined his ass might be. His eyes began watering, his air cut off of his own volition as his tongue fought furiously to taste all he could. He was only able to keep me rooted in his gripping throat for a moment before he pulled back just enough to clear the passage but never let off continuing to pleasure me. He was perhaps a bit too excited and his baby teeth occasionally scrapped at my dick but I somehow found his lack of experience a charming reminder that he's just a boy and that this is no doubt his first time. "Fuck baby you're a natural!. Oooh..." Precum started to ooze out giving him a tasty treat which he returned with a moan, adding vibrations to the already intense ministrations. At that point he had one hand on my ass to stabilize himself and the other exploring my balls and stroking the length his lips couldn't reach. He pulled back to the tip and licked all around the most sensitive area making me moan deeply then went back down. I couldn't help but run my hands through his golden hair and feel his head slide back and forth as I fed him what he obviously so desperately wanted. This was the life. I knew I needed a vacation but turns out I needed this even more. There I stood having the sexiest boy I've ever met passionately sucking me off as if it were his favorite popsicle. Well...maybe it was. My precum really started to flow. He'd been blowing me for nearly fifteen minutes and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I could feel it start to boil up and my balls were tingling, ready to feed him. His intensity had started to diminish and I could tell his mouth was getting sore but some fire deep within him refused to let him relinquish the meal he so rightfully deserved. Still, I had other plans for that. Almost against my will I gently pulled him off and lifted him up to his feet. I came down to his level and smiled at him but he looked back confused. "Sorry I wasn't good enough to make you cum" he said adorably ashamed. "Haha no way baby boy that was so amazing. One of best I've ever had!" I leaned in and kissed his puffy ruby reds tasting myself on his tongue. "But I don't wanna cum yet ok? Let's hop in." With confidence renewed his face brightened. "Ok!" I picked him up under his arms and lifted him over the edge of the tub. "That was so much fun and it tasted really good. I want to do that again later." Who was I to disappoint? I rustled his hair. "I'd love that buddy. First let's get you squeaky clean." The water started flowing beautifully down his body, making him shimmer and shine like the angel he was. He ran his head under the stream and it sprayed everywhere speckling the walls and his boyish dick bounced around playfully, performing for my attention. I grabbed the shampoo and squirted some on his head which instantly became an abundance of bubbles sliding down his smooth sexy body. The boy giggled and I began to rub it in, running my hands through his slick hair to both remove the sand and massage his head. He cooed and turned to face my direction with his eyes closed to protect them from the cascading soap and gave me a perfect view of his handsome body. Damn he was hot! As the sudds began to disappear I slid my hand to his face and stroked his cheek. He tilted his head into the palm of my hand, smiled and opened his glowing green eyes that captured my soul. Speechless I smiled back and my hands glided down his back as I drew in closer, pulling us together until we were touching, our dicks being pressed together while he groaned. I reached the perfect curves of his beautiful ass and kneaded them humbly. Our eyes were locked and within his I could see a burning passion and an infectious wildfire rapidly spreading to mine. "You want a piece of that?" he asked as my fingers slid down the warm crevice separating his bubbly mounds. I squeezed harder, held him tighter and leaned down to his ear to whisper "No...I want all of it." I felt him shiver and I licked his ear nibbling on the lobe. "But first..." I kissed my way down his chest into a kneel before him until I was face to face with his bouncing boyhood. I firmly grasped it, slid the forskin back and began to generously lick all around his tasty tip. The boy couldn't help but gasp and grab handfuls of my hair to steady himself. He tasted so sweet that I instantly regretted having stopped earlier. But now with the beach washed away his beautiful dick was so perfectly smooth it was like a dream...a lifelong dream come true. I let the foreskin slide back around the tip of my tongue trapping it inside with the musky decadence. I tightly wrapped my lips around, creating a vacuum seal and then slid all the way down his shaft until his sparse pubic hairs tickled my nose. The boy cried aloud driving me crazy, making me want it even more and his hands gripped my hair so hard it hurt. I slid my hands back around to his glorious golden mounds and was surprised by the intense heat coming from between. My fingers started to wiggle their way in, aided by the soapy remnants that acted as a sort of lube. As I swiped across his rosebud his whole body jumped and he gasped then pushed back against it, clearly eager for what was coming. I knew I was eager for what was soon cumming! My mouth slid up and down his modest pole, each time tonguing the slit for precum then diving back down until it reached the back of my throat. His constant whimpers and squeals proved he was in heaven and I looked up along his heaving tummy to see his eyes closed, mouth agape. Just then I pushed, jabbing into his burning boyhole and shockingly buried nearly all the way in. His head threw back, his hips thrusted forward pushing deeper down my throat and he let out an animalistic heavy grunt. Inside he was so velvety smooth, so hot and so tight, just the way a boy's supposed to be and I could feel he was absolutely a virgin which turned me on even more. With a finger up his ass the boy's passion intensified and his hips grew more active as he took control, clearly racing toward the ever approaching finish line. With him doing most of the work I was able to focus on opening him up for what we both knew was coming next. I pushed my finger all the way in as far as it would go and began probing, searching for the little button that would trigger him into overdrive. It was incredible knowing I was the first to go where no man had gone before and I was thrilled to know he picked me. I wasn't going to disappoint. His insides were so soft and I could feel his heartbeat rapidly pulsing through my finger. Then, I suddenly jammed up into the hard little nub and all hell broke loose. The boy rose to the tips of his succulent toes, his ass clenched tight around my finger and his dick throbbed intensely in my throat. He let out a moan that bounced all around the shower walls like a chorus, beautiful music to my ears, accented by a hissing "Yeessss!" Instinct took over and he began to forcefully fuck my face like the little monkey he was. Sensing he wanted more I inserted a second finger to further stretch his anal ring. It briefly fought back but blinded by his animalistic urgency if there was pain, he didn't feel it. So I entered a third knowing he'd need at least that to prepare for the inevitable. With three fingers buried deep inside the little boy I rapidly tickled his boy button within, putting years of playing Street Fighter to the test. He was close. We both knew it. His dick was swollen and hard as a rock, veins throbbing with each gasping breath. The large tip was oozing sweet precum that coated my tongue and slid down my throat. My nose was nearly sore, having been forcefully slammed into his pubis for the past ten minutes. It was as if he couldn't decide if he wanted his dick down my throat or my fingers deep within his ass and he urgently thrusted back and forth, impossibly trying to have both at once but only fucking himself at both ends. Then with perfect timing I angled my fingers so that as he came back the force of his hips threw all of his weight on the little button hidden inside triggering the reward he'd been fighting for. From the tips of my finger eminated an overwhelming wave of pure concentrated orgasmic pleasure that spread through his little body like a nuclear blast. He jammed forward, forcing his boyhood to the back of my throat and sprayed a hot stream of boycream, coating my tonsils with the rarest decadence I'd ever savored. It was thin and runny, the creations of a young boy, and so incredibly delicious that I knew I'd make sure this was only the first of many times I'd taste him. It was a potent concentrate of something impossibly sweet and adorably musky that left a tingling aftertaste I would still be able to taste for years to come. His whole body froze on the tips of his toes, his head thrown back, eyes clamped tightly shut, his hands hugging him tight to my face. I assumed he'd yell when he came but the feelings seemed to overwhelm him, as he screamed a silent cry, his mouth open wide. Then as the wave of a young boy's orgasm subsided he began to slowly collapse. His knees grew impossibly weak so I regrettably released his tired boyhood from my lips trailed by a string of cum and let him fall over my shoulder while I continued to finger his ass. His breathing was still heavy though slowing down and his chest swelled with each one over my shoulder. With every movement of my fingers inside him he cooed sweetly and whimpered subtly. I wondered how I had got there. I was in the shower with a boy who was recovering from the most intense orgasm of his life while warm water continued pouring down our naked bodies. I could still taste bits of his delicious cum on my tongue, warming my throat. My own dick was throbbing so hard it hurt, eager to assume the role of my fingers that had been preparing him. Then as if he read my mind he whispered between bated breathes something I'd waited a lifetime to hear. "I'm ready." Luckily, being just a little boy it didn't take him long to recover and he suddenly pushed himself off of me and stepped to the other side of the tub, letting my fingers slide out, causing him to whimper. He knew what he wanted. I could tell he'd been dreaming of this moment for years, an eternity in little boy time. He leaned up against the wall with one arm and with the other spread his cheeks open wide to reveal the sexy winking rosebud that I spent the past twenty minutes getting to know intimately, but I was about to take that to a whole new level. His glorious ass was pushed out toward me, inviting me to heaven. His gaze was focused on my desired tool of his deflowering while he subconsioulsy licked his lips, then slowly made its way up my body and deep into my eyes, batting his lashes. He lustfully stared deep into my soul while a smirk formed on his lips, wrinkling his button nose. Then everything turned silent and I heard nothing but his breathing and the words he spoke next. "Do me...please." His voice was shaky in a way that turned me on. It wasn't a nervousness but an overwhelming excitement that caused his voice to sound desperate and needing and there was no way in hell I was going to fail him now. I slowly stood up, our eyes never leaving the other's gaze, my dick leading the way, calling out its luscious target hole like a professional billiard player. My balls. His center pocket. The two foot journey across the tub to the reality of my deepest fantasies felt like an eternity. In that moment the world melted away and I saw nothing, felt nothing, remembered nothing but this beautiful boy staring at me with lustful eyes and his stunning naked body. We both knew what was about to happen and the fact that this was real seemed to overwhelm our senses. Our imagination could never have prepared us for this. And yet here we were, about to commit the ultimate sin in a passion filled expression of our twisted desires. Then, I felt something warm on the tip of my dick. I had reached his plush ass. I gently placed my hands on his shoulders and sexually slid them down the curve of his neck, feeling his chest down to his tummy as I wrapped my arms around him pulling us closer to make a beautiful two piece puzzle, our connection feeling like sweet electric shocks between our bodies. I placed my face in the curve of his neck, kissing his skin so unbelievably smooth, his head tilting back onto my shoulder to give me access. Despite the warm water cascading down our bodies his little frame was shivering. His breaths were short, sporadic and uncontrollable, having been taken over by the overwhelming excitement as the head of my dick brushed up against his backdoor. I tried to calm him by whispering sweet nothings into his ear but it only seemed to encourage his drive. I reached down and delicately stroked his dick, which had now swollen back to its full size while my other hand coasted around his tummy feeling the goosebumps our passion created. No longer needing to support himself, both of his little hands were working to open himself up and position my cock into its rightful place. Teasing us both he held onto my shaft and swiped it along his crevice several times sending waves of warmth through our bodies. Then he positioned me perfectly center and I pushed forward just enough to hold it in place, not yet penetrating. The heat coming from his eager hole was so intense and I could not wait any longer. I licked my way up his neck to his ear and whispered. "Are you ready baby?" Never before had I spoken such powerful words. His eyes were closed, body still shaking. "Mmhmm" It was a high pitched quivering whimper but that was enough for me. Then before I could even respond he threw his hips back, shoving himself onto me and forcing his ass several inches down my pole, instantly penetrating the seal that until this point had valiantly protected his virginity. We both let out a deep cry, my arms holding him tight to me. "Fuuuuck! Baby you're so damn tight." "Uggh. There's still more. Keep going." Of course. This little boy knew exactly what he came here for. I moved my hands down to his hips to steady him, pulled back an inch or so to give me a runway then firmly pushed back in, this time a little deeper. Every night as far back as memory would serve me I had fantasized about this very moment, imagining the impossibility of taking a boy's virginity but reality could never compare. Here in the shower with my dick more than halfway inside this boy was like discovering a 6th sense. It's impossible to comprehend unless you've experienced it. And damn was I experiencing it. He reached his hands out now to brace himself against the wall, fully surrendering his gripping boyhole to me. Each time I'd pull back a bit and push back in I'd get a little deeper. At random intervals his ass would clamp down like a vice nearly trapping me inside, terrified of letting me go. Until after a few minutes and lots of little boy moans I was finally all the way in, skin to skin. I leaned forward upon his back, wrapped my arms around his chest and kissed his cheek. He turned his head to face me and we kissed so deeply and with such a passion that only a freshly deflowered boy and his man can have. His tongue was so sweet and it was as if he were thanking me for finally giving him what he'd always wanted. Being inside this little boy felt like I had finally found my true purpose. His ass was so incredibly warm, so smooth and wet, like a satin and velvet wrapped plush pillow. He was tight yet elastic, gripping me in the kindest and warmest hug as if expressing both love and fear of letting go. It felt so perfect, so right, so beautiful. God made him for me, and me for him, for this very moment. Our lovemaking was no doubt a divine creation years in the making worthy of heaven itself. But this was only the beginning. We broke from our kiss and looked each other in the eyes. But instead of extacy or love I saw a firey determination. "Now fuck me!" I kissed his filthy mouth once more and jabbed my hips forward, aggressively pinning him to the shower wall eliciting boyish giggles. "Always baby. But not like this" I quickly pulled out of him causing him to gasp and leaving us both feeling so empty. He gazed up at me shocked, whimpering and betrayed, wide eyed and looking like he was about to cry. But then I grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him to face me then picked him up under his armpits. Suddenly, reading my mind his smile returned, quickly forming to a smirk. As I lifted him up his legs wrapped around my waist, his arms around my neck and I could feel my dick searching for its rightful place bouncing around his hole. Like the sword in the stone, my cock in this beautiful boy's ass. I pinned his back against the shower wall and placed my hand on his plump cheek to open him up eliciting knowing giggles from him while the other gripped my shaft to direct it home until we found the spot so hot and inviting. His boyhole seemed to inhale the tip like a magnet trying to find its soulmate. The whole time I was looking straight into his ocean colored eyes, powerful like the waves he rides, wild like the uncontrollable nature of it. We refused to look away, silent yet speaking novels of shared romantic passion through our bright faces. He slowly reached up to grab my neck and gradually leaned in closer so I could feel his breath on my cheek until his lips reached mine and we joined in a beautiful kiss, no tongue, not kinetic but sweet and beautiful and full of so much genuine love and thankfulness that in that one moment I felt my heart begin to swell. And it was real, me and this boy sharing such taboo feelings of romantic venture, alone in our world but always together for an eternity. But then suddenly I felt his soft lips harden into a smirk and his legs released their grip around my waist. Still lip locked his little body slid down mine letting gravity guide him down my pole wedged in his ass, further and deeper and so quickly that we were instantly thrust from of our moment of loving romantics to one of passionate sex letting out deep animalistic moans into each others mouth, breaths hot like fire. No more foreplay. The time had come. Not skipping a beat I began to slowly fuck the boy suspended in mid air pinned against the wall with a deep rooted lust for his virginity that consumed our entire being, for in that moment we were one. In his position he was stuck between my chest and the shower wall sliding up and down eased by soapy remnants. His dick was squeezed between us, gliding along my navel to create a powerful sensation for the boy, though not as intense as the one within his ass. I held onto his succulent bubbly cheeks to bounce him along my dick, accenting the motion with my hips being ever cautious to pull out as far as possible yet never fully leaving my new home and always coming back for more, simply releasing my grip and thrusting up to meet in the middle with a powerful fervor. Each penetration was deeper than the last, slamming into his poor little prostate with such intensity that I was afraid his youthful heart couldn't take it. But the lust in his eyes only begged for more and I was more than enthused to oblige. In this shower I made love to the most beautiful boy in the world, fucking him with all the fantasies I ever harbored coming to life. I slid in and out with a natural precision that only two beings intended for one another could inact. With each thrust of my hips and fall of his body his adorable dick rubbed between us and his little boy button met my cock continually pulsing a preorgasmic wave through his small frame, his face contouring and moaning loudly into mine. I couldn't help but to fuck the boy hard and for all I was worth. "Ugh Yeessss! Please!! Ugh! Faster!!" He was moaning, whining, whimpering and begging for more so I gave it all as deep as I could...over and over. I held him tight, his legs firmly wrapped around me pulling us closer. I didn't even truly know him but we were changing that quickly. We were forming an amazing bond and such a deep connection...nearly 7 inches deep. "Oooh baby boy! Oh my sweet boy!" I was in love. Whether it was with him, the moment, his ass, his charming personality or my immediate need to flood his insides, I was in love. I had never felt anything like this before. For the first time in my life I felt like I belonged, that there truly was a place for me in this world. And that's right here, deep within this boy. As I continued to repeatedly ravage his sweet gripping boy hole I watched his adorable face. His eyes were closed, head thrown back, mouth agape releasing sporadic grunts and moans, having long since succumbed to the overwhelming feelings of our lovemaking. He was so cute and looked so innocent but with me being balls deep inside we both knew otherwise. But this wasn't just fun. For him this was a life fulfilling moment. Because not only was I made for him, he was made for me and though unexplainable, it was undeniable. I leaned in to kiss him, sliding my tongue along his own, loving him with every fiber of my being. His arms pulled us tighter together but the intensity of our rapid love making never diminished. His ass was still so tight, so warm and so perfect. I never wanted to leave him but I knew I couldn't last much longer. His body was shivering again, about to explode in an outburst long time coming. My own balls were swelling, nearly stinging, either from their fated release or the continual slamming against the plush of his ass, or both. The moment was nigh uppon us and though it wasn't as long as the forever we hoped it would last, we knew at the very least we'd be together. It was as if something came over me and for a brief moment I wanted to cry tears of joy. I separated from his lips, pulled him tight and whispered into his little ear something that, going into this, I never thought I'd say. "I love you baby boy." Whether it was sound thinking or passion fueled fiction I didn't care because in that moment it was true, and we both knew it. "I love you toooaaaahh!" Never ceasing our fucking my boy suddenly threw his head and screamed a whimpering cry that sounded so cute, so sweet and so boyish. All of his tough wit melted away to reveal the sweet young fragile innocence hidden within. I felt his dick start to spasm along my navel and the fountain of youth shot powerful watery streams of his boyish deceidance along my chest and up to my chin, coating me in his cum and driving me to follow directly behind. In euphoria his sexy body became overwhelmed by the greatest moment in his young life and every one of his muscles lost control. His abs convlused and his legs gripped so tight it almost hurt. His ass clamped down around my dick in a desperate fear of getting left behind, pulling me even deeper so firmly that I couldn't pull out if I tried. But I wanted more than anything to flood my little boy, to breed him and make him mine forever. And that's exactly what I did. I thurst hard one final time and let out a powerful cry that reverberated through the entire world as we finally achieved the pinnacle of our life's existence. Tried as they might society was unable to control the evenitability of our true purpose. Two lifetimes of pent up passion, desire, love and lust were simply too much to contain and had finally all at once burst through the tired flood gates, filling my perfect little boy's godly ass for the very first time. We held each other so tight as if trying to grip the moment forever. I shot wave after wave of cum deep within him, each one a rush of emotion from me to him and back again. As our cries subsided the world faded with them. I stood holding the boy in my arms, his exhausted head resting on my shoulder, soft breaths tickling my ear. His body was gentle and calm and sweet, the elasticity of his boyish cave still hugging me deep within. I very slowly lowered us into the tub to lie down, his small frame laying gently upon my chest, my hand stroking through his slick hair wet from the shower, sweat and now cum. I felt his tongue poke out and lick at the treat he sprayed on my chest and heard his lips smack to the taste. My other arm was stroking the smooth skin of his back, gliding the tips of my fingers along his spine and causing goosebumps amid the warm waters raining down. As we lied there together in silience our hearts beat as one, having just completed a ritual that forever entangled us with the other. "Wow..." He whispered, his hand slowly drawing shapes on my stomach. I smiled. "Yeah...wow. That was amazing baby boy." He let out a peaceful sigh so calm as my cum slowly oozed on my leg from the warm crevice we just got to know so intimately. "Yeah..." We lied there for seemingly ever, ignoring time, enjoying the shimering afterglow of our love making as a new man, and a new boy. But this was only the beginning. We had not only found each other, we might have found love, or the beginnings of love. Whatever it was, we found something special. And though my days with him might have been numbered they didn't have to be. There were plenty of jobs in the area. Maybe this was where fate was. I at least knew that in that moment, with him, was without a doubt where I was meant to be. "My name is Cody by the way." He woke me from my trance and I looked down upon the beautiful naked boy in my arms. He tilted his head up along my chest to look me in the eye with a sweet innocent smile that disguised that secret smirk I was getting to know so well. "But I like being your baby boy." "Me too." I gently stroked his cheek. "Always and forever." Thanks for reading. I'd love to hear what you thought good or bad. Hit me up at handittome@live.com