Date: Wed, 18 May 2022 22:13:08 +0000 (UTC)
From: Shawn Couch <fantasywriter1@aol.com>
Subject: "The Dock Of Good Fortunes"   Gay - Adult/Youth

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"The Dock Of Good Fortunes"

	My name's Jimmy, and before I can get to the meat of the story, I
need to tell you a little bit about myself. I went into the Marine Corps
when I was 17, and ten years later, I was discharged with 100% medical
disability. As soon as I got out, I went to work for the Federal Govt., and
after 13 years of service, I was provided an early retirement option, and
took it. Present day, I am 40 years old with short brown hair, and greenish
blue eyes. I am 6'2" and weigh a fairly muscular 245 pounds. I do have a
black neatly trimmed goatee, and as much as I'd love to say I have an 18
inch cock of death, in reality, it's right at 7.5 inches, and about as
thick as a full sized cucumber. I was circumcised at birth, and the head of
my mushroom shaped cock is slightly thicker than my shaft.

	I live in the south, and the property I own was owned by my family,
and through inheritances, the land is finally all mine. There is 15 acres,
and I had my custom home built almost 20 years ago. It's a brick ranch
style home with four bedrooms, and four and a half bathrooms. I do have a
saltwater in-ground pool, and several gardens. I built an enormous predator
proof chicken pin, and now have over 100 egg laying chickens.

	About two years ago, I built a fairly large fruit and vegetable
stand at the head of my road, and have it open every other Saturday. On
average, I make anywhere between $1500.00 to $3500.00 per Saturday. That
money, along with my two pensions, I'd have to say that I am doing pretty
darn good financially. I love my life, and I love where I live, and I have
lived in this area all of my life.

	Everything I have, I own, and don't owe nobody nothing! Since I've
lived here all my life, I frequent an area that is less than a mile from
where I live. Back in the day, when I was a youngster, all the kids went
here since old man Johnson built a dock and a boat ramp on his property. We
would go swimming, and back then, I guess we all thought we were bullet
proof, and never once considered the dangers of the deep water. The dock is
on a canal, and after you round the bend about 100 yards up, you end up in
another canal that takes you straight to the ocean. One day, one of the
crazy boy's grabbed a rope while another boy held to spool, and dove in to
see just how deep the canal really was.

	It was low tide at the time, but when he came back up, the
measurement was right at 36 feet. Anyhow, back to present day, but the old
dock is still there, and so is the rundown boat ramp that nobody ever
uses. To get to the dock, you have to go down a long bumpy dirt road, and
off to the right is a set of woods that is about 100 yards thick, and on
the other side of the woods is an apartment complex.

	I have been coming to the dock for many years, and have never left
empty handed. The fishing was excellent, and very rarely was there ever
anyone else there. I had decided to go fishing to stock up my freezer, and
drove my truck the short distance, and was set up in no time. As much as I
hate to admit it, I do smoke cigarettes, and while sitting on the wooden
bench watching my rod, I was smoking.

	It was just starting to get daylight when I saw a figure walking
towards me about fifty yards away. Now, I'm not one to go looking for
trouble, but if trouble comes my way, you can take it to the bank I'm not
afraid to handle it. I put my right hand on the butt of my 9mm just in
case, and remained seated.

	As the figure got closer, I could tell it looked like a young boy,
and once he got close enough to actually make him out, I couldn't figure
out how old he might be due to his looks. He looked like he could pass for
10 or 11, but was probably a little older than that. He had a hoodie on,
but I could see his long flowing dirty blond hair waving in the wind. His
hair came all the way down past his shoulders. I wasn't able to make out
his face yet, but guessed him to stand somewhere around 5'5" or 5'6" and
probably weighed between 115 to 125 pounds.

	When he got about 10 feet away from me, it was then that I felt my
heart start to pound heavily as to viewing his breathtaking beauty. Yeah,
you may have already guessed it, but I'm gay, and proud to say, never
married a woman as per my southern tradition. I could see his medium thick
dirty blond eyebrows, and his long upwards curled dirty blond eyelashes. In
between were the two most entrancing emerald green eyes I had ever laid
eyes upon.

	On each side of his smooth slender facial cheeks were twin dimples,
and his nose was a little button nose, and his lips were like strawberry
wine, and being somewhat medium in thickness, offered the distinct
impression that they were more than ready to be kissed. From where I sat,
the boy was downright gorgeous!

	He walked up and stopped a couple of feet away, and then his
angelic soft voice sounded, "Hey mister, can I bum a smoke?"

	To say the least, my cock was rock hard, but in response to his
question, I said, "Well, and a good morning to you too, but just for
conversation, how old are you?"

	The boy smacked his lips, and then fired back, "Old enough to know
I wanna smoke!"

	I replied, "Yeah, but too young to be able to buy them yourself!
But, just keep your mouth shut in case anyone asks you where you got a
cigarette from!"

	I handed him a cigarette, and a lighter. He lit up, and stood there
while I was torn between looking at my rod, and his beauty. He was wearing
a long, and baggy, tank top, and baggy shorts that went all the way down to
just above his ankles. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get a crotch shot
thanks to his baggy clothes, and just to hear him talk again, I said, "My
name's Jimmy!"

	The boy nodded his head, and said, "Um, okay."

	So, I said, "You know, when someone is kind enough to tell you
their name, the polite thing to do is to tell them yours."

	His response was real simple, "Yeah, okay!"

	With that, he turned, and walked back up the road. I finished
fishing a couple of hours later, and after cleaning my catch, I went
home. The great thing about retirement is that I can do anything I want,
whenever I want, and don't ever have to check in with anyone. The next
morning, I decided to go fishing again, and was at the dock, and my line
was in the water while it was still fairly dark.

	In less than an hour later, I saw a figure walking down the dirt
road. Even though I wasn't able to clearly see, I just figured it was the
gorgeous boy again. Sure enough, he walked up to me, and stopped about
three feet away, and asked, "Hey mister, can I bum a smoke?"

	This time around, I decided to ignore him even though I wanted to
absorb his beauty with my eyes once more. Seconds later, with a voice
sounding louder, he asked, "Hey mister, can I bum a smoke?"

	I turned to look at him, smiled, and while smoking, I replied, "And
a good morning to you too young man! It seems for someone who can't buy
cigarettes, you sure do go out of your way to get one. Yesterday, I told
you my name is Jimmy, and you never told me yours. If you want a smoke,
then at least tell me who I have the pleasure of speaking with."

	Still wearing what appeared to be the same clothes as yesterday, he
looked around as if someone else might be within earshot, and said, "Name's
Kyle, now can I have a smoke?"

	I handed him a cigarette and lighter, and after he lit it up, he
stood there smoking while I sat there admiring his astonishing beauty. I
did say, "Well Kyle, it sure is a pleasure to meet you. I take it you live
in the apartments on the other side of the woods."

	He answered, "Yeah!"

	He finished his cigarette, and was still standing there when he
asked, "Mister, can I get another smoke for the road?"

	I looked at him, and replied, "You know, it seems to me like I'm
the one always giving, and you're the one always taking. What's in it for
me, huh? What do I get out of giving you all these smokes?"

	Kyle thought about it for a few seconds, and then answered, "Look
dude, I don't know where you're going with this, but just so you know, I
ain't no faggot! It's just a cigarette, and I ain't about to suck a nasty
fucking cock just to get one if that's what you are getting at. It's not
like I'm asking for a whole pack you know."

	I interjected, "Hod on now, and don't get all riled up! Nobody
gives me these cigarettes you know; I've got to pay for them. You keep
hitting me up, and I don't have a problem hooking you up every now and
then, but um, it looks to me like you're the only one profiting from this
while I don't get jack shit! Now, that just don't seem fair, wouldn't you
agree?"

	I could tell he was thinking about it, or at least, thinking about
something, and after a short while, Kyle said, "Look mister, if you're gay,
then that's your thing, but it ain't mine. I'm not gonna suck no dick, and
I sure as fuck ain't gonna have no dick going up my ass! Yeah, I want
another smoke, but just tell me what the fuck you want so I can see whether
or not getting another smoke is even fucking worth it!"

	Earlier that morning, before going to the dock, I stopped off and
filled up my truck, and purchased a carton of cigarettes. Hearing what he
had just said, I responded by saying, "You're right young man, I am gay,
and really don't give two shits whether anyone has a problem with it! But,
back to you and bumming smokes. I've got a pack in my truck, so, since you
so clearly said you ain't no faggot, but what all would you be willing to
do for it? You and only you can answer that question!"

	Kyle shuffled his feet, but remained standing there, and for me,
that was a pretty good sign. Before he could respond, I asked, "So Kyle,
how old are you anyways, 10 or 11?"

	He smacked his lips, and said, "!3, I'm 13 dude, not fucking 10 or
11!"

	I shot back, "The name's Jimmy, not dude!"

	Several seconds went by, and Kyle hadn't said anything, so I spoke
once more, "Okay, what will you do for a whole pack of smokes? C'mon, let
your mind set your body free, and tell me! There ain't a damn soul here but
the two of us, so you can tell me what you'd be willing to do for a fresh
pack of unopened smokes."

	Kyle grinned, and then said, "For one pack, I'll show you my pubes,
and that's it!"

	I forced out a soft laugh, and then replied, "You gotta be shitting
me! A pack to catch a glimpse of your pubic hairs just ain't worth it! You
gotta do something a hell of a lot better than that for a whole pack."

	For one thing, I couldn't even believe I was even doing this with a
13 year old boy. But, now I was thinking with my smaller head than my big
one. Kyle thought about it, and then fired back saying, "Man, I don't
fucking know what you want! I done told you I ain't sucking no dick, and I
damn sure ain't gonna have no dick going in my ass, so just tell me, tell
me what the fuck you want, okay?"

	I lit up another cigarette, exhaled, and then said, "Okay, here's
something! Since you won't suck a dick, how about I suck you off for a pack
of smokes? Do we have a deal or not?"

	Kyle looked as though he was pondering it, and then said, "Nah, I
ain't into that gay shit!"

	He turned to walk away, and I went a head and gave him another
cigarette. After he left, I sat there for another two hours not knowing
whether or not the cops would be pulling up any time now. But, after two
hours, nobody else showed up. I cleaned my fish, and went home. All I could
think about was Kyle, and his breathtaking beauty. I knew I was wrong with
my perverted thoughts, but the harder I tried to erase them out of my head,
the more they returned, and in vivid color too.

	Just in hopes of running into Kyle again, I went fishing early that
morning. I waited and waited, and just when it started to get light out, I
saw him walking towards me. My mind began untangling my sorted thoughts. I
had already told the boy I was gay, and I had even went so far as to swap a
pack of smokes to suck him off. Since he knew all of that, I was somewhat
surprised to see him walking towards me.

	The angelic sound of his voice was music to my ears, "Good morning
Jimmy."

	I turned to face him, and smiled, and then said, "And a good
morning to you too Kyle. How are you doing today?"

	Kyle forced a smiled while saying, "Okay, and I thought about um,
you know, yesterday. Here's the deal! You give me a pack of smokes, and you
can um, uh, suck my dick, but no butt stuff okay?"

	Without having to even say it, I was extremely excited to hear him
say what he had just said. My mouth was already starting to water just
thinking about sucking his young cock. In response, I said, "Sounds like a
deal to me!"

	Kyle immediately asked, "Ummmmmmm, where can we um, uh, go to um,
um, you know, do it?"

	I had just stood up, and answered, "We can go over by my truck, on
the passenger side. Nobody can see us, and if anyone comes down the road,
we'll be able to see them long before they'll ever be able to see us!"

	Kyle was obviously nervous as he followed me over to the passenger
side of my truck. I opened the front passenger door, and had him stand in
front of it. This morning, Kyle was wearing a baggy white tank top, and
gray gym shorts. I could see his young body already shaking as I lifted up
his shirt, and then placed the head opening behind his head. I saw the
boy's dime sized pink nipples, and the tips were already rock hard. His
chest was smooth, and his flat belly looked even smoother. Kyle's tiny
belly button looked like it poked inward about a fraction of an inch.

	I sank to my knees while placing my fingers on the sides of his
shorts, and then began slowly lowering them. Much to my surprise, and to my
liking, the boy wasn't wearing any underwear, so that told me he had
planned on me sucking his young cock. I stopped as soon as I saw the small
black soft hairs scattered around the base of his creamy colored cock. I
looked up, and softly asked, "Is this your first time getting your cock
sucked?"

	Kyle nervously replied, "Uh, yeah!"

	I lowered his shorts some more, and out popped his flaccid teen
cock. It looked to be about a half inch long, and the pink mushroom shaped
cockhead looked so inviting. I kept lowering his shorts, and directly under
his cut soft cock were twin ping pong balls sized hairless jewels. There
wasn't a hair in sight on his nut hugging sac. His balls looked like they
were being held tightly side by side.

	While I was admiring his cock and balls, Kyle said, "It gets
bigger!"

	I leaned in and started licking all over his delicate hairless
round balls. I heard Kyle softly whimper, and his body started shaking even
more vigorously. Breathing in his sweet scent was driving me absolutely
insane! I could tell that he had just taken a shower, and the soft scented
soap smell kept on shooting up my nostrils. The vibrant texture of his
hairless sac felt like pure silk, and after thoroughly licking each prized
jewel, I opened my mouth, and took both into my mouth.

	Kyle whimpered and moaned as my tongue slithered over each delicate
orb while my lips locked his balls into my hot mouth. I felt the boy's
hands rest on the back of my head while he was just as busy slinging his
head in all directions. Stretching out my tongue, I was able to lick some
of his taint, and this too ignited the boy's pleasure zone beyond his
wildest belief. By now, his half inch rod from God had grown to be a full
inch, and I couldn't resist it any longer, and once I released his
delicious balls from my mouth, I eagerly shot my mouth onto his cock, and
began sucking as if my very life depended on it.

	Within seconds, Kyle's cock was fully erect, so I backed my mouth
off of it to see it clearly. Jutting from his sweet smelling body was close
to 5 magical inches of rock hard teen meat. His creamy colored shaft was
about as thick around as a quarter with an upwards arch of a 45 degree
angle. His pink cockhead was a little thicker than his shaft. I stared at
his tiny piss lips, and even they look so damn edible. I went back to work
sucking on his hard cock while my left hand cupped and caressed his smooth
balls while my right hand found its way to the boy's silky smooth, yet
solid butt cheeks.

	His butt was small, but hot damn did it ever feel so luxuriously
smooth! While I sucked on his teen organ, the fingers of my right hand
began their inward crawl inside his tightly sealed butt crack. Kyle's
whimpers grew, and so did his heavy panting as my mouth and tongue made
magical love to his teenage boner. My fingers tips finally struck pure
southern gold as my middle fingertip graced his puckering little
butthole. The boy propelled his body upwards on his toes as soon as my
fingertip made contact with his butthole. At no time was I able to feel any
hairs in his crack, or around his tiny love chute.

	Kyle whimpered, and moaned, and was doing all he could to resist
the ultimate urge, but his battle was soon to be over as he softly cried
out, "Oh God, um, ohhhhhhhhhhhh gaaaaaawwwwddddddd, I'm ummmmmmm,
ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkkkk, gonna cuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmm!"

	I felt his cock swell, and then felt the raw power of the first
burst of cum rope as it smacked the roof of my mouth. Right after the first
powerful burst, I counted six more thick and gooey ropes torpedoing into my
mouth. While he was lost in the thrills of his mind altering orgasm, I took
the time to taste his beloved young cream. It was warm, gooey, and tasted
like pure heaven! After the third sampling, I came to realize that the
boy's love honey barely had any salt taste whatsoever. I could now hear
myself moaning, and whimpering, as I hungrily swallowed his cream until the
last tasty morsel had long since traveled down my cum loving throat.

	Since his cock was still rock hard, I kept on sucking while using
my right middle finger to toy with his tightly sealed asshole. My left hand
gingerly caressed his tightly withdrawn jewels, and Kyle was now humping
his hips back and forth, using his hard cock to fuck my more than willing
mouth. His body had not stopped shaking, and after about three mouth
fucking minutes later, Kyle grunted, and hissed as four rapid bursts shot
into my mouth. I eagerly devoured his second offering, and just as his cum
stopped oozing out, his once hard teen flute was rapidly starting to
deflate. Knowing his cock would be too sensitive, I let his limp noodle
slit out of my mouth, and as I struggled to stand, I couldn't resist the
urge to sniff my right middle finger; the same finger that had been toying
with his asshole. The fragrance spewing from my finger was divine. There
wasn't nothing remotely close to being foul as to the aroma I was now
breathing in.

	After smelling my finger several times, I had no choice but to
stuff it into my mouth, and once again, I heard myself moan as I dined on
the fragrance coming off of my finger. While I finger fucked my mouth with
the same finger that had played with his asshole, Kyle was doing all he
could to remain standing. I could see his legs buckle several times, but he
always managed to catch himself.

	It took Kyle about five full minutes to come back around, and once
he did, he pulled up his shorts, and said, "Thanks, but now you have to
give me a pack of smokes as promised."

	I handed him a pack, and he whispered something, and then walked
away. I stood there watching him walk away, and was basking in the
afterglow of the taste of his cum. It still tasted sweet, and now that I
had swallowed his cum, I was hoping like hell Kyle would want some more. I
packed up my gear and headed home. Once inside my house, I hauled out my
throbbing 7.5 inches of man meat, and while thinking of Kyle, blasted one
hell of a load in no time.

	My perversion was getting the best of me, and for the next two
mornings I went to the dock, but Kyle never showed up. I had even put an
old blanket and pillow in my truck as well as a fresh bottle of lube, just
in case. The following morning, my hard cock got the best of me, so there I
was at the dock just sitting, hoping beyond all hopes that Kyle would show
up. I had been there for about twenty minutes when I saw a figure walking
towards me.

	Upon my arrival to the dock this morning, I intentionally backed it
in so if I were to get lucky with Kyle, I would be able to see if anyone,
or a vehicle, came down the long dirt road. Finally, I realized that the
figure was Kyle, and he was wearing a blue tank top, and blue gym
shorts. The closer he got to me, the harder my cock throbbed.

	Walking right up to me, and now taking a seat next to me on my
left, Kyle smiled while saying, "Good morning Jimmy. How's it been?"

	I smiled back, and replied, "Good morning to you too, and now that
you're here, everything is perfect!"

	Kyle got right to the point, "Jimmy, you can suck me off for
another pack if you want!"

	Naturally, I anxiously agreed, and while he sat on the bench, I
opened the tailgate, and placed the blanket right where I wanted it, as
well as the pillow. Once I had things exactly where I wanted them, I looked
at him, and said, "This should make you a bit more comfortable, so c'mon
over here so we can get this party started. (I saw him look around as if
trying to see if anyone was coming) Don't worry! I parked my truck this way
so I can see if anyone um, you know, interrupts us."

	The boy stood before me, and raised his arms as I pulled off his
tank top, and placed it to the far left of the tailgate. Looking at his
near nakedness, I said, "Kyle, you truly are gorgeous from head to toe!" I
latched my fingers onto his gym shorts and slid them down. Much to my
liking, Kyle was already rock hard as his shorts hit the ground, and I
placed them on his tank top. Lifting him up under his armpits, I gently
placed his hot little butt on the blanket, and then guided him to lie all
the way down.

	In my mind, everything was going as I had planned, and already knew
that I was going to introduce the boy to something else, and if all goes
well, then I would know I had him hooked. I started out by licking and
sucking on his delicious balls, and then worked my mouth onto his hard
teenage pole while using the fingers of my left hand to fiddle, and softly
caress, his balls. Kyle was panting and whimpering, and ever so often, the
angelic sound of a long moan would chime into my ears.

	I pulled off his cock long enough to say, "Let me know when you get
close, but don't cum just yet!"

	He mumbled a long okay, and I went back to work sucking his
beautiful cock. In less than a minute, Kyle warned me, so I backed off, and
went to work making oral love to his hairless balls. I rotated back and
forth from his cock to his balls for a good 30 or so minutes, and was in
the process of sucking his cock once more when he cried out, "I'm close,
I'm fucking close!"

	This time, I picked his legs up, and then scooted his entire body
closer to the edge of the tailgate, and then shoved his knees over his
head, extending outwards beyond both of his little ears. I could see his
asshole without any obstructions whatsoever, and was unable to see anything
close to a brownish tint. It was nothing more than a tiny dot in a sea of
beautiful cream color. I couldn't resist to give his asshole a few long
sniffs, and while I was breathing in his fresh soapy scent, Kyle softly
spoke, "Ummmmmmm, you know that's my asshole don't you?"

	My response was point blank and to the point, "And what a sweet
smelling asshole it is, and not to mention, a rather gorgeous one at that!"

	I heard him smack his lips, and then say, "C'mon man, there's no
such thing as a gorgeous asshole! Everyone has one, and they
all..ohhhhhhhhhhhh, awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"

	While he was in mid sentence, my tongue wasted no time in slapping
the little dot fast and furiously. From his sounds, and by the way he was
trying to squirm, I could easily tell that he had never felt a loving
tongue make love to his asshole before. While Kyle was trying to figure out
this new found pleasure, I was busy dining on his sweet smelling virgin
anus. I even went so far to lick up and down the short trek of his crack as
well as lick and kiss all over his taint. By now, Kyle was moaning and
grunting louder than ever, and as I make love to his ass, I was also making
sure to constantly check up the road to see if anyone was coming.

	I tongued his anus for about fifteen minutes before resuming to
suck his cock until he got close. Now, Kyle was still warning me when he
was getting close, but he was also begging me to let him cum. For the next
hour, I rotated from his cock, to his balls, and devoured his asshole, all
in all, prolonging his built up orgasm. My tongue was swirling all around
his asshole, but now, feeling the time was right, I applied pressure, and
thanks to all the tongue worshiping, his sealed anal entrance gave way, and
now my tongue was diving into the depths of his exceptionally hot bowels.

	Kyle didn't know whether to scream or cry as my tongue fought
through the burning heat, and extremely tight canal to wiggle and frolic
around. His long grunts turned into whimpers, and his entire balled up
little body was shaking harder than ever before. While my tongue performed
magic inside his ass, my left hand was busy seducing his balls. I too was
somewhat lost in eating out his delicious hot ass, but it was his soft
enchanting voice that snapped me out of it, "Gonna, oh fuck, fuck Jimmy,
gonna cuuuuuuuuuuummmmmm!"

	My mouth had just slid over his cockhead when the first powerful
jet of teen cream smacked the shit out of the back of my throat. This time
around, I didn't count as rope after rope of teen cream shot into my mouth
like bullets coming out of a machine gun. I held onto his cock with my lips
while using my right middle finger to rub his saliva drenched anus. He was
bucking wildly as his cum exploded out of his cock, and it was from those
bucking motions that my finger unintentionally slipped inside his ass.

	With my finger now inside his butt, it didn't take me long to
locate his prostate, and in doing so, my finger was now adding to his
overheated state by applying a constant and steady pressure on it. The only
sound Kyle made when my finger dove into his anal canal was a long hissing
sound. But, being caught in a whirlwind of an orgasm, whatever discomfort
he may have felt was overruled by his mind boggling orgasm. In fact, he was
still humping his ass onto my finger while his cock continued to pump
rockets of cum into my eager mouth.

	I could feel his cum filling up my mouth, so to make room for more,
I began swallowing, and as I did, I could hear myself moan and whimper as
to its overall deliciousness. It wasn't too long after his cum came
exploding out that it began to ooze and dribble out. Nevertheless, I was
more than happy to suck the gooey nectar into my mouth, and continued until
there was no more cum to swallow. His cock was a little more than semi
hard, so I kept on sucking while caressing his hard prostate.

	Kyle was steadily mumbling something while his body bucked and
squirmed as best it could. He was slinging his head from right to left
while I was busy orally molesting his cock. Between four and five minutes
later, Kyle yelled, "Oh God, God, oh shit, I'm ummmmmmm, ummmmmmm,
fuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk!"

	Another hammering round of cum flew from his cock, and straight
into my mouth. His anal muscles snapped a crushing choke hold onto my
finger as his cum shot harshly into my mouth. Round after round, his teen
honey rocketed out of his cock, and I was more than eager to trap it
inside, and wait until the very end in order to take my time and dine on
the exquisite delicacy.

	The time had come, and his cock was now very much limp, and it was
now that I took my time, and sipped on his teen treat. Just like the
previous times, his cum was soothingly delicious, and while I sipped, I
eased my finger out of his ass. To heighten my own feverish perversion, I
started smelling my finger while dining on his cum. The mixture of tasting
his cum while smelling the same finger that had just been inside his ass
was nothing less than intoxicating. Not once did my nose detect any foul
aroma coming from my finger, not once, and nor were there any signs of a
potential unclean ass either.

	When Kyle finally came back around, he scooted off of the tailgate,
and I watched him put his clothes back on. Not once did he say anything
about me putting a finger inside his butt, so I certainly wasn't about to
bring it up in conversation. I gave him his pack of smokes, and he thanked
me, and I watched him walk away. I couldn't wait to get home, so as I
watched him walk, I fished out my hard cock, and a few strokes later, I was
spewing man cream all over the place.

	It was a couple of days later when I was sitting at the dock when I
saw who I believed to be Kyle walking my way. I was already rock hard, and
had parked my truck in virtually the same position as the last time. When
he got close enough for me to see it was him, I saw that he was wearing red
gym shorts, and completely shirtless. He walked by me, and sat down on the
bench to my left. He looked at me, smiled, and said, "Morning Jimmy."

	I replied, "Good morning gorgeous, and how are you doing today?"

	Kyle was all smiles when he replied, "Doing good, but need some
smokes!"

	I responded by asking, "Same deal as last time, or do you have
something else in mind?"

	Kyle thought about it for a few seconds, and then shot back, "Um,
what would you want for a couple of packs, instead of one pack?"

	I followed up by asking, "Well, that really depends on you! What
all would you be willing to do for a couple of packs of cigarettes?"

	He sat there looking at the floor of the deck for quite a few
seconds, and then slowly raised his head so that our eyes met. He took a
couple of deep breaths, and then softly spoke, "You can suck me off again,
and um, lick my butt some more if you want!"

	I fired back, "I dunno Kyle, cause we did that for one pack, and
now you're wanting two."

	I could tell he was contemplating something, and seconds later, he
perked up and said, "Okay, okay, I got it! You can um, suck me off, and if
you want, you can uh, um, lick my butt some more, and I'll um, um, jack you
off."

	I grinned, and replied, "I take it that you enjoyed my tongue in
your ass huh? (He nodded) Okay, that sounds like something we can do!"

	Just like before, I lowered the tailgate, and adjusted the blanket
and pillow for him. When I turned around, he was already naked, and after
picking him up, and placing him on his back, I went to town sucking his
hard cock, and then rotated to his balls, and moved onto dining on his
sweet smelling ass.

	Kyle warned me each time he got close to unleashing his load, and
as he did, I would move on to another area of his delicious body. Upon my
second return to licking his hot little hole, my tongue slithered inside,
and showed no mercy as it dove to its deepest depth. Kyle was moaning and
grunting furiously while also whimpering like crazy. Five minutes into it,
the boy warned me again that he was getting close, so I spent some time
gobbling up his tender balls.

	I kept him on the very edge for about an hour and a half, and was
working hungrily on his cock when he warned me that he was about to
cum. When I felt his cock swell, I quickly inserted my right saliva lubed
finger deep inside his ass, and immediately began stimulating his
prostate. The boy howled and hissed as to the sudden anal intrusion, but by
now, my mouth was being the recipient of volley after volley of precious
teen nectar.

	After swallowing every delicious drop, I kept on sucking his meat,
and less than five minutes later was being rewarded with a second
helping. I drained him dry, and released his lifeless cock out of my mouth
while easing my finger out of his butt. While he lay there shaking and
reeling from his second powerful orgasm, I hopped up on the tailgate so I
could sit, and also watch him.

	A short time later, once he recovered, he hopped up off the
tailgate, and looked up at me, and while still panting said, "I gotta jack
you off!"

	I hopped off the tailgate, and yanked down my shorts. His eyes went
straight to my erection, and while looking at my cock, Kyle stated, "Holy
fuck Jimmy, you got yourself one big ass pecker!"

	He stepped to my left, and I damn near fainted as soon as the boy
placed both of his hands on my aching meat. He gently stroked my cock,
applying just the right amount of pressure on it, and after several
seconds, he used his left hand to fondle my heavy freshly shaven balls. I
was just too worked up to hold out, and in less than two minutes, Kyle was
jerking my cum shooting cock to a frazzle. While I was in the process of
blowing one hell of a load, Kyle said, "Good gosh that sure is a lot of
cum!"

	The boy jerked my cock until the last morsel flew off, and as soon
as he released it, I saw a glob of my cum on two of his right fingers. He
didn't see me looking, but I watched as he stuck his tongue onto the glob,
and then watched him taste it. A couple of seconds later, I watched as he
licked the glob of cum off of his fingers. While I was panting and leaning
against the tailgate, Kyle began putting his shorts back on. He looked back
over at my cock, and said, "Damn, that's a big ass cock!"

	I thanked him, and after pulling up my shorts, I handed him two
packs of cigarettes. Before he left, I did let him know that I would not be
able to come to the dock Saturday or Sunday on account that I open my fruit
and vegetable stand. He understood, and I watched him walk down the road.

	I spent all day Saturday and Sunday thinking about Kyle, and Monday
morning just wouldn't get here fast enough. I tossed and turned all night
Sunday night, and after getting up very early, I decided to give myself an
enema just to make sure I was exceptionally clean inside and out.

	After parking my truck, I went and sat down on the wooden bench. It
was still dark outside, but the longer I sat there, the harder my cock was
throbbing. A few minutes later, Kyle walked up, and sat down on the bench
to my left. He was wearing blue jean cut-off shorts, and was
shirtless. After exchanging good mornings, Kyle asked, "Jimmy, what would I
have to do for a carton?"

	I replied, "Oh hell, from 3 packs to a whole carton, now that's a
pretty big jump! The way I'm kind of thinking is that for a whole carton,
then um, we'd have to do it all, if you know what I mean!"

	Kyle swallowed hard, and then spoke, "So um, are you talking about
butt sex?"

	Firing right back, I said, "Butt sex, and you sucking my dick too!"

	Kyle thought about it for a few seconds, and then nervously said,
"Id' say we could do all of it except the butt sex thing. Your dick is way
too big to fit in my butt!"

	Without hesitation, I replied, "All or nothing, all or nothing
Kyle, it's up to you!"

	Thinking about what I had just said, Kyle took a short time, and
finally replied, "I know, but it's just that um, uh, your dick is way too
big, and it's um, it's gonna hurt too bad! C'mon Jimmy, we can do something
else other than that, can't we? I'll suck your dick; I promise I will!"

	I held my ground, and answered, "Yeah, it will hurt some, but I
give you my word, the pain will vanish, and you will experience pleasures
unlike any you have ever felt before. Who knows, you just might find out
you like it! The only way to know is to give it a try. If it hurts too bad,
I'll pull it out, okay?"

	Kyle finally agreed, and I quickly placed the blanket in the bed of
my truck. We both got undressed, and I was on my back, and we were now in a
full blown 69 with him on top. At first, all I felt on my cock were his
fingers, but several seconds later, I felt his tongue scoop up a glob of
precum, and then felt it strike the head of my cock once more. After a
couple of tastes of my precum, Kyle enclosed his mouth over my cockhead,
and was bobbing up and down, taking in a good four inches.

	My hands were all over his plump little ass, spreading them wide so
my eyes could see his little dot of a bunghole. His cock felt great in my
mouth, but staring at his asshole made me downright hungry, so I lifted him
up, and slammed my tongue directly on his pooper. Kyle stopped sucking my
cock long enough to softly say, "Oh fuck yeah, fuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkkkk
Jimmy, eat my hole!"

	When he put his mouth back on my cock, he started sucking me off
like a pro while his fingers caressed and tugged on my balls. His mouth was
so hot, and his fingers were so electrifying. My tongue was so aggressively
licking his little dot that it shot inside him, and slithered into the
overheated darkness until it bottomed out. Kyle whimpered and moaned as my
tongue wildly made love to his love canal. Whether or not he was even aware
of it, but he actually started humping his ass onto my thrusting tongue.

	For someone who had never sucked a cock before, Kyle was working my
cock like he'd been sucking cocks for a while, but right now, my focus was
eating out the boy's smoking hot ass. I had reached a point that I was
taking turns eating his ass, gobbling up his balls, and sucking his
thrusting cock. We both were making some pretty good noises, and I could
feel my orgasm nearing. He was thrusting his teen meat in and out of my
mouth while I slipped my left middle finger inside his butt, and seconds
later, added my right middle finger. With two fingers in his ass, Kyle was
humping like crazy while making all sorts of angelic sounds.

	We both grunted at the same time, but since he was fucking my mouth
ever so wildly, I wasn't able to warn him, nor was he able to warn me. His
cum literally exploded into my mouth, and believe me, I was very eager to
dine on it, so as his cum rushed into my mouth, my own cock exploded,
firing thick cum ropes into the boy's mouth. I could hear him swallow, but
never once heard him gag. While he was swallowing my manly goo, I was just
as busy dining on his delicious teenage offering.

	After we both swallowed each others cum, Kyle hoisted his left leg
over my body, and then slid off of the bed onto the ground where he was now
standing staring at me smiling from ear to ear. I was still shaking as I
scooted onto the tailgate, and then stepped onto the ground. Kyle
energetically said, "Damn Jimmy, you sure do shoot a lot of cum, and I
reckon now is when you want to um, you know, put your dick in my ass."

	Even though my mind was still somewhat spinning, I did have enough
thought process remaining to clarify a few things, mentally that is. For
one, Kyle never once scraped my cock with his teeth. Secondly, he didn't
need any coercion at all to put his mouth on my cock, and thirdly, when he
did, the boy sucked my cock like a pro. Finally, he had swallowed all of my
cum, and never once gagged, nor did he miss a drop either. All that seemed
a bit odd for a guy who had never allegedly had gay sex before, but right
now, just looking into his entrancing eyes, and gorgeous face, my cock was
more than ready to violate his 13 year old ass.

	I squirted some lube on my cock, and smeared it all over. I had him
turn around and face the bed of my truck. I guided his right leg up so that
his right knee and shin were resting on top of the tailgate. With a little
guidance, Kyle leaned all the way over and now had his chest flat on the
tailgate. I stepped back a couple of steps to admire the view, and his butt
cheeks had spread rather nicely, and I was now staring right at his tiny
rosebud.

	Holding my hard cock with my right hand, I stepped up to his spread
ass, and placed the head of my cock up against his sealed butthole. Kyle
hissed, and said, "Take it easy Jimmy! That's a big ass pecker you got
yourself!"

	I pressed hard, and my cockhead forced itself inside his rectum at
which time Kyle cried out, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk!
It's um, uh, it's soooooooooooo biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiggggggggggg!"

	The fiery heat greeted my cock head as well as his coiling anal
muscles, but I pushed more in causing the boy to hiss, and sling his head
in all directions. Another thick inch dove deeper, and Kyle shouted,
"Ahhhhhhhh fuuuuuucccccckkkkkkkkkk! Fuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkkkkkk!
Soooooooooooo biiiiiiiiiiiiiigggggggg!"

	The boy hissed and cursed as I sank the last couple of inches deep
into his piping hot bowels. To help his own cause, Kyle had reached back
with both hands and yanked his butt cheeks wider apart. I started off real
slow, inching my way outward, all the way to the point that the crown of my
cockhead appeared out of his ass, and then just as slowly sank it all the
way home. Over and over, I slowly worked my cock in and out of his boiling
hot anal oven.

	It wasn't long before I started doing some quick jabs, and as I
did, Kyle's angelic voice sounded, "Uhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhh, ummmmmmm!" The
thrusting jabs were short, yet powerful, and the more I heard his sweet
sounding voice, the harder I began plowing his ass. Several seconds later,
I was no longer fucking his ass with short and quick jabs, but now, now I
was using my thrusting cock to whip the boy's ass to shreds, and oddly
enough, Kyle seemed to be loving it.

	Kyle hissed, and moaned, and then said, "Oh fuck, fuck Jimmy,
that's it, that's it, yes, yesssssssssssss,
fuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeeee!"

	Somewhere in the back of my mind, something told me that my cock
wasn't the first cock to have ever graced the interior of this boy's
majestic ass. Yes, he winced, and cursed as my cock entered his ass, but it
wasn't but a few seconds later that he began reeling from the pleasure, a
pleasure in which he damn sure let me know by his sounds, and words.

	My right hand was on his right hip, and my left was on his left
shoulder. I was driving his body backwards to greet my hard thrusts. The
gut wrenching sound of flesh slapping flesh drifted through the air as I
power fucked the boy's ass as if I were trying to demolish it to
shreds. Nevertheless, Kyle was obviously loving every ass plowing second of
it!

	His hands were still keeping his butt cheeks open when his cock
erupted into a cum shooting session, and as it fired rockets of cum, Kyle
was fighting back the urge to scream at the top of his lungs. He was making
a wide variety of noises while enduring one hell of a body quaking
orgasm. I could feel his anal muscles clamp down on my thrusting cock, but
that wasn't about to stop me from wearing his ass out to a frazzle.

	By now, I was in pure beast mode, and had no self control
whatsoever! Right around five minutes later, Kyle's entire body seized up,
and while his body appeared to be convulsing, I could feel the splatter of
liquid as it hit the ground close to my feet. In his mind, Kyle was under
the impression that he was having one of the most intense orgasms of his
young life, but in reality, I had fucked his bladder valve into opening,
and now he was pissing all over the place.

	While he was pissing, the boy's anal muscles went flat fuck
berserk, and started applying a commercial grade vice like grip on my cock,
and that was all the extra effort needed to force my orgasm to race through
my body, and was now departing my cock ever so violently. The first glob
that left my cock felt like it had ripped open my piss lips, and even
though the pain shot through my body, my cum was too eager to depart my
cock, and I was now breeding the boy's ass with pure man lava.

	Seconds after I had slung the last droplet of cum into his ass, my
limp cock slipped out of his magical hole. I was breathing hard, and barely
able to stand due to my legs feeling as though they were made of pure
rubber. I had to lean against the tailgate so I wouldn't fall and bust my
ass. Kyle was to my left, in the very same position I had just wore his ass
out in, just a humming while his body shook ever so violently.

	When my senses started coming back to me, I staggered while putting
my clothes back on, and Kyle was still in the same position, and still
making soft humming sounds. I rubbed his back with my left hand while
caressing his butt with my right. I heard the ripping sound of air shoot
out of his ass, and then saw my cum rocket out, followed by a steady
dribble. Kyle wasn't even aware that he was now shitting out my cum, so to
help his cause some, I scooted his entire body towards me a little while
shifting his left foot outwards. Cum ball after cum ball dribbled onto the
ground, and every so often, a power shot of cum propelled out of his ass.

	I had a roll of toilet paper in my truck, so I cleaned his butt as
best I could, and put the used paper in a trash bag. Eventually, Kyle
started coming back around to the world of reality, and once he shifted his
position to being seated on the tailgate, he was now sitting up, and still
looked like he was somewhere in la la land. I stayed by his side just in
case he were to lean over, and fall.

	A short time later, Kyle looked at me, grinned, and softly said,
"Now I know what it means to be fucked senseless!"

	Not wanting him to know that I questioned his virginity to sucking
cock, and taking a cock up the ass, I replied, "I don't know about you, but
I'm worn the fuck out!"

	He hopped down, and had to hold onto the tailgate for support while
putting his shorts back on. I handed him a carton of cigarettes, and then
asked, "Do you reckon you'll be up for a visit in the morning?"

	Kyle flashed me that award winning smile of his, and said, "Yeah,
I'll be here!"

	The next morning, I was back out at the dock waiting. It was still
dark out, and I had been there for about 10 minutes when I saw a figure
down the road walking towards me. Naturally, I suspected it to be Kyle so
my cock instantly became rock hard. As the image got closer, I could tell
it was Kyle, and he was wearing dark gym shorts, and was once again,
shirtless.

	This time, as he walked by me to sit down on the bench, he took the
liberty of removing his shorts. My eyes went to his teen boner, and then up
to his gorgeous face. We exchanged good mornings, and after doing so, Kyle
nervously began speaking, "Jimmy, I haven't been completely honest with
you, and I feel kind of bad for it. For my own sake, I've got to come clean
so there won't be any future misunderstandings. I'm sure you've already
figured it out, but I'm far from being a virgin. You see Jimmy, I'm gay,
and I've been sexually active for a couple of years now. Before I say
anything else, I want to make it perfectly clear that I wasn't molested in
any way, shape, fashion, or form! Before we moved here, we lived in Las
Angeles, in a large apartment complex. I already knew I was gay, and just
happen to run into a man while at the pool one day. I was 11 at the time,
and it was I who pushed the envelope so to speak. I don't know why, and I
sure as fuck can't explain it, but for some reason or another, I like older
guys. Anyways, this guy was in his early 50's with salt and pepper hair,
and I had the hots for him as soon as I saw him. It took a great deal of
work on my part, but I eventually wore him down enough to have sex. He was
my first, and we had sex all the time up until we moved here. Before you
ask, his cock is right at six inches, and kind of slender, so yours is way
longer and a hell of a lot thicker. So, you can imagine my surprise when I
saw you here for the first time fishing. I didn't know whether or not you'd
be game, so I sort of played a game on you. Just so you know, I would have
sucked you off the first time we met, but I had to feel you out just to
make sure, and you know what, I'm glad I did Jimmy. There was something you
did to me that the other guy never tried, and that is putting a tongue in
my butt. Holy crap does that feel um, incredibly good! I hope you're not
mad at me, but I um, I just had to come clean. There, I said what I needed
to say, and can only hope you're not mad at me, because I would love to
continue doing what we've been doing, and just so you know, you don't have
to keep buying me smokes just to have sex."

	My eyes were torn from looking at his gorgeous face to his gorgeous
cock and delicious balls. After gathering my thoughts, I spoke, "First of
all, I do thank you for coming clean, and secondly, I'm not mad at
you. Kyle, just so I know, but does your parents know you are gay?"

	Without having to think about it, Kyle said, "It's just me and my
mom, and she's a nurse down at the hospital. She's a workaholic, and I've
told her I was gay, and she doesn't care one way or the other. She just
told me to be careful, and that was it. Jimmy, how far do you live from
here, that is, if you don't mind me asking?"

	I answered, "I live less than a mile from here, and I'd love to
show you my home sometime. I um, I also hate to hear that your mom is a
workaholic, because life's just way too damn short to be working all the
time."

	Kyle fired back, "Well, if you're okay with it, I'd love to see
your place now. I've got all day cause my mom is pulling a double, and
won't get off until around midnight."

	I stood up while saying, "Hey, let's go to my place then!"

	Kyle stood up, and was fixing to put his shorts back on when I
stopped him, saying, "Um, you can leave those off, cause like I said, my
house is just right up the road."

	Kyle smiled while saying, "Cool, I've never taken a ride naked
before!"

	A couple of minutes later, I pulled onto my drive, and slowly drove
down the winding paved road leading up to my home. When my home came into
view, Kyle gasped, and then excitingly said, "Damn Jimmy, you've got a nice
place here! So freaking beautiful, and peaceful too! Heck, from the looks
of it, you could walk around buck ass naked, and not a living soul could
ever see ya!"

	In response, I said, "You got that right! I spend my days as naked
as the day I was born, and love it that way!"

	After parking, I showed him all around my front yard, and then gave
him the grand tour of the interior of my home. While I showed him around, I
kept looking at his semi hard cock, hairless balls, and that sculptured ass
of his. After the interior tour ended, I then took him out back. He saw the
pool, and his eyes shot wide open. I showed him my gardens, and chicken
pin, and we eventually ended up back inside my house.

	Once inside, he followed me into my bedroom, and once inside, I
turned around, and held the sides of his slender face, and place my lips on
his. My tongue darted inside his mouth, and his tongue slipped into
mine. As we kissed, I picked him up and gently placed him onto the bed with
his head resting on one of the king sized pillows. The boy's mouth tasted
minty fresh, and as we both moaned from our passionate embrace, my left
hand groped his balls, and hard cock.

	We kissed long, and hard, and when our lips broke their seal, my
tongue immediately began licking all over his neck while I was also
nibbling, and sucking. Kyle's breathing became erratic, and his body
started squirming around. With time no longer a factor, and privacy was no
longer an issue, I wanted to show the boy how making love is supposed to
be.

	My tongue dipped inside his left ear, and his body instantly
started bucking while he was moaning softly. In short, I started rotating
from ear to ear, taking turns making oral love to each of them. This was
driving young Kyle absolutely insane! When I finished up working on his
ears, my tongue made numerous loving swipes across each of his eyebrows
before moving down a bit, working on his little button nose. From his nose,
my tongue traced the outline of his lips before diving back into his
panting mouth.

	While we kissed, I positioned each of his arms over his head, and
with my left hand, easily held both of his wrists directly over his
head. Once I left his mouth, my mouth went over to his right hairless
armpit, and my teeth lightly sank into the silky smooth flesh while my
tongue wildly licked the highly sensitive flesh. Kyle's body bucked and
squirmed while his vocal chords sang the most enchanting chorus of moans
and grunts.

	From right to left, I took my time working on each delicious armpit
before going back to work on his neck area. I licked, kissed, nibbled, and
sucked down his throat where my teeth eventually found a home clamping down
on his right nipple while my tongue flickered across the very tip. I could
tell the boy was being pleasured like never before, so I began rotating
from right nipple to left, over and over again.

	After a rather lengthy time spent seducing his young nipples, my
tongue worked its way all the way down to his tiny belly button. From his
belly button, I licked further south where my tongue was now slithering on
the crevice between his right thigh and crotch. To further heighten the
sensation, I started biting, and sucking, all of which was forcing Kyle to
thrash his body while screaming sounds of pure ecstasy. From the right
crevice to his left, back and forth, I spent a good little while feeding
the boy nothing but mind altering pleasures he never knew even existed.

	By the time I was done with the crevices of his thighs, I was now
making oral love down his right shivering leg, working slowly until I was
now sucking on the boy's tiny toes. I licked his sole, and that really got
his motor all revved up, so I spent a good amount of time fueling him even
more pleasures. I repeated this process on his left foot, and had just
worked my way back up to his crotch where I once again went back to work
dining on his inner thigh crevices.

	By now, Kyle was a shaking mess, and none of the words coming out
of his mouth made any sense at all, so when I finished with his inner thigh
crevices, I sucked both of his balls into my mouth, and let my tongue bathe
each one properly. While I sucked and licked on his balls, his hard
throbbing cock graced my nose, and it was then that I realized that every
delicious square inch of the boy's body I had licked, bit, nibbled, and
sucked on omitted a fragrance of mild baby powder.

	I finally gave his balls a well needed rest, and was now slurping
away on his teen missile. Kyle was panting heavily, and constantly mumbling
something while moaning and grunting. When I felt his cock swell, I backed
off. After a few seconds of rest, I went back to work on his balls. To
speed things up just a bit, but I kept on rotating from his cock to his
balls, stopping just short from allowing him to unleash his built up
load. Now, I could see tears falling out of the corner of his eyes, and
ever so often, I could barely make out the words of him begging me to let
him cum.

	I didn't keep track of the time, nor did I even care too for that
matter, but I must have kept him on the edge of an orgasmic explosion for
well over an hour and a half. I had just backed off of his cock, and
instead of going back to work on his balls, I hoisted his legs high into
the air, and pushed his knees way over his head, Surprisingly enough, Kyle
was so limber that I was able to hook both of his ankles behind his
head. Now, his arms were being pinned down by his own thighs.

	Since his tiny speck of a butthole was now aiming straight up
towards the ceiling, I immediately went to work running my tongue across
the tiny dot. I aggressively licked up and down his tiny crack, made loving
swipes across his taint, and then devoted the next couple of minutes
directly on his asshole, doing all I could do to get my tongue inside his
anal oven.

	It took a bit of convincing, and a little tongue devotion, but my
tongue was permitted access, and was now diving into the overheated tunnel
of pure magical love. I saw Kyle's eyes roll into the back of their sockets
as my tongue dove in and out of his scorching hot little ass. I must have
dined on his ass for well over thirty minutes before going back to work
sucking his teenage flute.

	Now, I was keeping him on the very edge by rotating from sucking
his cock, gobbling up on his balls, and eating the fuck out of his
deliciously sweet ass. This had to have gone on for at least a couple of
hours. My tongue was hurting something awful, not to mention, my cock was
so freaking hard that it was rather painful. Knowing I wasn't going to be
able to last too much longer, I eased my mouth onto his cock while shoving
my left middle finger and index finger straight up his hot little ass, and
quickly began caressing his hard prostate.

	Kyle screamed a blood curdling array of profanities as his cock
exploded, firing rope after rope of cum into my mouth with quite the force.
My mouth was filling up so I eagerly began swallowing to allow room for
more of his delicious cream. I could hear myself hum as I dined on the
virtually tasteless nectar. Once the ropes of cum slowed to a steady
drizzle, I kept on sucking his cock as if it were the last meal I would
ever have.

	Kyle screamed once more, and then his cock erupted a steady flow of
cream into my mouth. Again, I swallowed the delicious cum while moaning
loudly. With as much cum as he delivered, I proudly did not miss a single
precious drop. After his second load, Kyle's cock quickly went limp, so I
reluctantly released it from my mouth's loving clutch.

	I looked at him, and he was clearly taking a trip somewhere on
Space Mountain, so I eased off the bed, lowered my shorts, and smeared some
lube all over my aching hard cock. With my cock good and greased up, I got
back onto the bed, and placed my slippery cockhead up against his saliva
coated asshole, and pushed.

	Kyle grunted and moaned as my cock entered his anal chamber, and I
slowly inched it all the way in. His body shook harder as I began slowly
thrusting in and out, and after about thirty seconds of inching it in and
out, I basically lost all control, and started whipping my cock into his
ass like some wild maniac. I already knew I was too worked up to last long,
so within a couple of minutes, I was now in the process of dumping one hell
of a load inside his mystifying hot ass.

	Thankfully, my cock stayed hard after having just pumped his guts
full of man cream, so I continued my anal assault, slamming my cock into
his ass as hard, and as fast as I possibly could. Kyle was steadily making
a soft humming sound as I blistered his ass ever so violently. I leaned
down, and stuffed my tongue deep inside his mouth. Out of sheer instinct,
Kyle's tongue drifted into my mouth.

	Moments later, in need for some air, I broke our tongue sucking
kiss. I was still banging away, doing all I could to turn the boy's tunnel
of love into powder. Out of nowhere, Kyle screamed,
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!"

	His limp cock started slinging hot piss in between our bodies, and
I could see some of it roll up to his neck. I'm not much into water sports,
but seeing the boy piss while thinking he was having another orgasm was hot
as fuck, or at least, to me anyways! While he was in the midst of pissing,
his anal muscles went flat fuck ballistic, snapping and coiling around my
cock with a bone crushing vengeance. That was all it took for my second
load to start shooting up his ass. My mind was filled with fireworks, one
bright light popping off after the next. I was blind with rage, jam packed
with lust as I pile drove my cock into his cum filled rectum as wild, and
as hard as I could.

	With one last mighty thrust, my limp cock slipped completely out of
his cock vacuuming ass. I had just enough sense to unhook his ankles from
behind his head, and gently lowered them onto the bed. I collapsed onto the
bed to his right, huffing and puffing, gasping frantically for some well
needed air.

	Five to ten minutes later, I had recovered enough to roll out of
bed, and with the help of the side of the bed, stand. I looked at Kyle, and
he was still way out of it, so I went to the bathroom, and took a shower,
and brushed my teeth. I was hungry, and I figured he was just as hungry, so
I went into the kitchen to fix us something to eat. I am a pretty good cook
even if I have to say so myself. I had prepared us a salad, and homemade
spaghetti. I was almost done in the kitchen when Kyle walked in, and asked
if he could take a shower.

	When he was in the shower, I stripped my bed, and washed the sheets
and cover because of his earlier pissing episode. I had just put the plates
and silverware on the table when Kyle walked back in. Damn, this boy is so
incredibly gorgeous, and still as naked as the day he was born. We sat down
and enjoyed our meal. After we ate, we went into the pool, and just relaxed
and talked.

	Later that evening, I grilled us a couple of steaks, so we had
steaks, loaded baked potatoes, and a garden salad. It was starting to get
late, and just before we were about to walk out of the door for me to take
him home, that's when he slipped his shorts back on. We had come to an
agreement that I would meet him each morning at the dock, and I would bring
him home later on.

	As each day came and went, Kyle and I enjoyed each others
companionship. For the most part, we had sex damn near every day. I thought
about buying him a bicycle, but then came to the conclusion that the ride
from the boat dock to my house was too dangerous. Kyle helped me out around
the house on a daily basis, working in the gardens, and collecting chicken
eggs. Every other weekend, he would stay with me an help out at the fruit
and vegetable stand, and I always handed him some cash for his efforts.

	Our relationship only grew, and over time, we both loved one
another more than life itself. The day Kyle turned 18, he moved in with me,
and from that point on, we were joined at the hips, completely
inseparable. His mom knows about our relationship, and she seems to be
receptive to it. Kyle was still 18 when we tied the knot, and got
married. It was the greatest day of my life, and he is still very much as
gorgeous as he was when we first met at the tender young age of 13. In
fact, Kyle still doesn't look a day over 13 or 14, but nevertheless, he is
the one and only love of my life, and I couldn't even begin to imagine
living life without him. There isn't a day that goes by that we do not show
the other our true love.

	We still go to the dock to catch some fish every now and then, but
more times than not, I end up plowing his ass, and we forget all about the
fish!




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Shawn