Date: Sun, 2 Sep 2018 08:42:13 -0400
From: biglittleboy33@aol.com
Subject: The Change in my Life Part 10

THE CHANGE IN MY LIFE PART 10

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is between a man and an underage young man.  If this offends you do not
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The mystery girl just looked at me with a big smile on her face.  I didn't
know what to do so I smiled back with what had to be one of the stupidest
looking smile.  I had thought about her a lot in the past week ever since
our run-in at the train station last Saturday.  Not that I ever thought I
had a shot with a woman as gorgeous as her, but fantasies like that are the
reason the Porn industry flourishes like it does.  I hadn't jerked off
thinking of her yet, but that doesn't mean I hadn't thought about it.  At
the moment I had enough problems with the men in my life to be thinking of
her.  "How are you doing?"  It was the best I could think of at the moment.

She leaned her head back against the seat and closed her eyes.  "Terrible.
I came all the way to the city for a date with this clown.  He asked me to
dinner, wanted me to split the check with him, and he wanted a blowjob
after dinner.  I couldn't get out of there fast enough.  I went to the
bathroom and slipped out the side door.  If I had your number I could have
at least gotten him his blowjob.  What a fiasco."  She opened her eyes and
looked at me.  "Where's your boyfriend?  Figured you two would be going at
it hot and heavy after what I saw last weekend."

I looked at her right back in the eyes.  "He wasn't my boyfriend.  Just a
guys I met.  He is At Fire Island this week coming back tomorrow.
Hopefully I will see him then.  I don't know." I leaned back as well.  "I
don't know anything anymore."

"You do look like you had a worse day than me.  Tell me about it."

"I don't even know your name.  You want me to tell all my secrets?"

"Andrea."  She said with a smile.  "Tell me your name and tell me
everything.  NOW!" She said with a big smile on her face.

I leaned over to her and told her my name and the events of the day.  From
almost going to jail to the spanking from someone that I loved to having to
work my way out of getting arrested again.  I told her my whole
relationship with Johnny and Sal and everyone.  She had a way of making me
feel comfortable enough that I didn't mind telling her my deepest darkest
secrets.  When I was done she looked at me and smiled.  "You have had a
rough month or so.  Wow, are you fucked up."  She let out a laugh.  "I
thought I had issues."

"Thanks."  She did have a point.  I was really fucked up.  I was in love
with a man who was sharing me with his friends yet I still loved him.  All
I wanted was to find someone who loved me for me.  I didn't want to be
shared with everyone.  I wanted to fall in love with a man or woman who
wanted me for me.  Yet I felt such a strong attraction to Johnny and the
way he made me feel and how good it felt to be treated like a woman I
couldn't stop.  Andrea was right, I really was fucked up.

She turned her body and looked me straight in the eyes.  "Are all these men
what you really want?  Is this what you want out of life?"

"I want one man who will love me for me.  Or one woman.  While its fun
being a whore at times, traded around and used, at times I just want to be
held. Am I asking that much?"

"With your friends, apparently you are.  I think your friend Johnny likes
the idea of sharing you.  He has his own personal whore and using you is a
bonus.  Any guy who fucks you before he ever finds out your name is just
using you."  She paused for a second.  "And there is nothing wrong with
that if you skip over the small fact of your age.  Of course he didn't know
that when he pinned you to the wall.  Don't know if that would have stopped
him though."

I thought of that for a while until I heard the announcement that we were
approaching my station.  Jeez that was a fast ride.  I got off the train
and Andrea followed me.  "Do you live near here?"  I asked her since I had
never seen her in this town I grew up in and knew most people by sight in.

"Two towns over.  This is the closest train station.  My friends live much
further out.  Want a ride?" She held her arm out in the direction of her
car.  Today she had parked on my side of the train tracks.

"You can see my house up on the hill.  I can make the two minute walk
thanks."  I said laughing gently.

"OK, then walk me to my car.  I could use the company."

We walked over to her car and she pinned me against it and handed me a
piece of gum.  "I am not kissing you with the taste of two cocks in your
mouth."

I took it and chewed for about thirty seconds.  "Happy?  It's actually
three if you count Johnny"

"Much better."  She kissed me gently on the lips and slowly licked mine
with her tongue.  This was very sensual.  My hardon was poking through my
shorts to the point it was obvious.  Hell this was a nice finish to the
day.  She looked down at it then looked up at me.  "Maybe someday we will
do something with that.  Now go home."  She slipped her phone number in my
pocket.  "Use that."

"Yes Ma'am."  I gave her my number as I pulled away and walked backwards
towards my house.  I didn't take my eyes off of her until her car headed
down the street.



My mother and father both left the house early that day so my brothers and
I had the place to ourselves.  I took the phone to my room and called Ken,
hoping he was back from his vacation.  To my surprise he picked up.

We talked for a few minutes then we arranged for me to come over to his
house.  I basically ran down to the train station and just made the train
headed towards him.  I had a big smile on my face.  I had been thinking of
Andrea all night but once I got on the train she was the furthest thing
from my mind.  I was thinking about Ken and what we were hopefully going to
do.  I got off the train and headed towards his house.

He lived in a garden apartment complex about three blocks from the train.
I was walking along, looking for the number he had given me, when I saw him
sitting on his front step.  He stood up when he saw me and smiled and waved
to me.  My steps got faster as I saw his apartment.  He held the door for
me and we went inside.

When I got inside I turned around and kissed him.  It was a very sensual
kiss, not with any intent other that `Boy am I glad to see you.'  He
returned the kiss and we began making out, first standing then we made our
way to the couch.  This kiss felt special, more than Johnny's had.  With
Johnny's kisses, I always felt like they were leading to something, either
his cock ending up in my hand, my mouth, or most predictably, my ass.  Ken
and I had similar ideas, but it just seemed more special.  We made out for
a while as Ken was slowly undressing me, removing my clothes in a sensual
way while staying dressed himself.  After I was completely naked he sat
back and looked at me.  My hardon was pointing right at him.  "You are very
pretty.  Has anyone ever gone down on you?

"They have but not that much.  My friend you saw me with did the first time
we met and his friend with the other guy did once after he hurt me fucking
my ass.  I am what they call a bottom, or so I was told.  I do most of the
sucking."  I sat back with both of our arms around each other.

He looked at me and pulled me in close.  "Let's change that for a little
while.  See if you like this."  He leaned on my lap and took my dick in his
mouth and began sucking on it.

This felt better than anyone had ever done to me.  He began sucking on it
for all he was worth.  I laid back on the couch and enjoyed it, slowly
rubbing his head, almost petting him.  I was in seventh heaven.  It only
took a couple of minutes until I felt the surge coming and I came in his
mouth.  He swallowed it all and licked his head up.  He wiped some off of
the edge of his mouth and smiled at me.  "That's for last week.  I wanted
to return the favor."

Johnny had never returned the favor to me.  I was never treated like this
by anyone.  I reached over and kissed him passionately, tasting my cum on
his tongue and enjoying every last bit of it.  Ken had made me happy and
the huge grin on my face showed it.  He stood up and held out his hand for
me.  I grabbed it and jumped up into his arms.  We began kissing again
until he motioned me towards the back.  "Let's go to the bedroom."

We headed in that direction as a fear came over me.  What if I was being
used again?  Were there more people in the back?  What were we going to do?
We got to the bedroom and I looked around.  No one there, thank god.  I
climbed on the bed and turned to face him and held my arms out.  He smiled
as he got undressed.  "No one here I want you all for myself.  Just me and
you.  Your friend must really be sharing you a lot."

I slowly watched him get undressed.  "You have no idea.  It is nice to
sleep with someone alone, not worrying about who is going to knock on the
door next."  I held my arms out to him as he slid into them.  "But it's
just me and you now.  Let's not worry about him, or them, or anybody."

Ken began slowly kissing me as he got his body between my legs.  I wrapped
them around him as we were making out.  I had thought there were many times
in the past few weeks that things were perfect, but I just found what
perfection really was.  It was passionate, loving relationship not caring
about anything else in the world but the person in my arms.  Ken had taken
the time to know my name, we had talked, and we really liked each other.
He had shown his thanks for the train ride back, and showed me that he
thought I was more than a piece of meat.

He kept kissing me as he lifted up my legs.  He paused for a few minutes to
apply some Vaseline to his cock and my ass.  He then stopped to wipe his
hands off and pushed me forward to enter inside me.  It hadn't been a usual
weekend, where I had been fucked at least twice, so it hurt a little when
he tried to go inside of me.  The look on my face gave that away.  He
stopped trying to force himself into me and told me to turn over.  "I don't
want to hurt you" as he entered me from behind.

That was much better.  His cock wasn't overly big so I probably would have
gotten used to it after a bit, but he cared enough to make it easy for me.
He was still making love to me.  This was what I wanted, a man who cared.
The romance was blowing me away.  After a few minutes he rolled me back
onto my back, looked me in the eyes, smiled and entered me as he lifted my
legs.  I wrapped my legs around him as he hugged me tight and brought his
head against my ear.  As he entered me, his heavy breathing with my moaning
next to his ear was paradise.  After a few minutes I heard him grunting
louder and I held him tighter.  "Cum for me, Baby" I said as he exploded
into my ass.

I felt every thrust and pump of his cock as he emptied himself into me,
never letting me go.  I held him even tighter as he finished.  I didn't
want to let him go.  He began kissing me more and more, leaving his cock
inside of me while he did.  After what seemed to be an eternity, he rolled
over on his back and I curled into his body.  I had found my nirvana, and I
never wanted it to end.



We made love for most of the afternoon.  When we weren't making love we sat
there and talked or just kissed or just held each other.  I heard people
outside but never once thought they were coming in.  I knew it was just me
and Ken.  No one else was going to bother us.  The fresh air blowing
through the window and the sounds of kids playing outside and the
lovemaking had me at a peaceful state.  I found out more about Ken.  He was
about ten years older than me, single, and unlike Johnny he was looking for
only one man in his life.  It didn't bother him that I had been sucking
cock all that afternoon we met or in the bathroom at the bar the day we
met, or that I was technically still Johnny's.  The main point for me was
that he still liked me and wanted to be with me.

Around 4 pm I went to the living room to get my clothes.  Ken followed me
in, putting on his shirt at the same time.  We kissed some more at the
front door and said our goodbyes.  After kissing for a few more minutes Ken
opened the door.  Anyone who was looking saw us both in an embrace.  Ken
walked out the door and held my hand as we started walking to the street.
"It's ok.  Everyone here knows I am gay.  To them you are just another
boyfriend."  He turned me and looked me in the eye and grabbed the other
hand too.  "To me you aren't.  You are special."  He kissed me some more.

We kept walking towards the front of the complex.  When we got there I
turned to him and kissed him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and began
really kissing, saying our goodbyes as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
If anyone was watching I had stopped caring a long time ago.  After a few
minutes I started walking to the train.  We kept waving goodbye as I headed
to the train station, only stopping when I went around the corner.  This
was special.  I hoped I had really found love.



When I got home it was dinnertime.  My day had been so good I had forgotten
to eat all day.  I was starting to get really hungry when I sat down and my
parents began to ask us about our days.  As the oldest I went first.  I
really didn't want to tell them what really happened so I just blurted out
the first lie that came to my mind.  "I went over to Paul's.  We just hung
out while his parents were barbequing.  Nothing special."

After dinner I went upstairs and laid down in my bed.  I heard the phone
ring downstairs and paid it no mind until my mother yelled up to me that it
was for me.  I couldn't imagine who was calling but I went down and got it.
My mother held the phone out to me and looked at me quizzically.  I grabbed
it and said "Hello?"

"Am I bothering you?"  Andrea said into the line.  "I finally got to speak
to your mom.  Seems like a nice lady."



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