aDate: Sat, 16 May 2020 16:02:59 +0000 From: nopenopenope4 TSubject: The Love and Lust of Lukas The Love and Lust of Lukas Some things to mention before getting down to business: - The events of this story may or may not have actually happened. It may be a recollection of good times or maybe it's all fantasy. You decide. - There is very little action in this story and no actual sex, so if you're looking for something hard, this ain't it. - Names (and some relationships) have been changed for obvious reasons. - I don't know if anyone will actually be interested in this story, but here it is. Feel free to let me know what you think. ---------------------- First, the boy: We'll call him Lukas. My then-girlfriend's (we'll call her Sarah) nephew. He was around 5 years old when I first met him and was one of the best looking boys I've ever seen. Blonde hair - sort of a grown-out buzz cut, dark eyes, very thin, a little tall for his age. He was a bit of a "problem child", never really listening to adults and just generally being defiant any chance he got. Gradually over time we became very close. He loved the attention he got from me and I absolutely loved spending time with him in whatever capacity possible. Eventually I ended up being the only one he ever actually listened to. When Sarah and I would go to visit, Lukas was always all over me. He wanted to be wherever I was at all times. If we were all in the living room watching TV, he would squeeze up beside me on the couch and then he'd grab my arm and put it around himself. I got some hints early on that there might be something more to our relationship, but would have confirmation later on. ---------------------- When Lukas was around six, Sarah and I were at her family's home to move some stuff we had stored there, as Lukas ran about the house - wearing nothing but pajama pants. At this point he was still a bit too young to really think about in that manner, but I can't say I didn't enjoy looking at his slim torso moving about. At one point during this process, Sarah and I were walking up the stairs as he stood at the top of them. I noticed his hand gripping at his crotch area. I, of course, couldn't help but watch. That's when I noticed he was rock-hard. He clearly was not wearing underwear under those pants and the front of them were sticking out a solid 1-2 inches. And he stood there and continued to touch it as he talked directly to me. This was surely nothing more than a child mindlessly grabbing at himself, or was it? ---------------------- By the time Lucas was eight, we had become great friends. Always close to me, snuggling with me, sitting on my lap, etc. Everything we did together was totally innocent up this point. We'd play video games, watch cartoons, play with Nerf guns, and pretty much whatever else he wanted to do. We never really got any opportunities to be totally alone together. There was always someone in the next room who could come walking in at any second. I also did not want him to feel coerced or pressured into anything, so I avoided crossing that line. ---------------------- One weekend Sarah and I were staying at the family home. Lukas was there, of course. His mother was in prison, so he lived there at the time. It started off as a pretty average weekend, we all went out for dinner then back to the house to spend some time watching movies and eating snacks. Sarah's dad left to go to work. Sarah informed me she was going out with some old friends she hadn't seen since moving away. This left Lukas; Sarah's mother/Lukas's grandmother; and me in the house. Lukas and I were goofing around in the living room and grandma was in the kitchen smoking and reading. Lukas was wearing jeans with no shirt. Somehow I ended up tickling him. And he enjoyed it so much that every time I stopped he'd beg me to keep going. Of course, I obliged. I was enjoying it just as much as, if not more than, he was. Feeling his soft skin on the tips of my fingers, hearing him laugh, watching him squirm. We were both having a great time. As a joke, I tugged his pants down, just a tiny bit, not actually trying to remove them or make this more sexually charged than it already was. I was blown away by his response: "Good idea! You can tickle me with my pants off!" he said, giggling, as he started unbuttoning and pulling them down. I was in shock that this was happening, I definitely didn't want to stop him, but I also didn't want his grandma to walk into the room while this was happening. He seemed to have quickly changed his mind though, as he got a bit of an embarrassed look on his face, jumped up and ran to the bathroom, while holding his unbuttoned pants up with his hands. As he passed his grandma in the kitchen, I could hear her say "What are you doing?!" I'm not sure he answered that, but I had a pretty good idea. I'll leave that one up to interpretation, however. He eventually came back and we just went back to watching TV. ---------------------- Then there was this one: Lukas and his mother (Sarah's sister, who was fresh out of prison at the time) were staying at our place for the weekend. We had some fun outings and Lukas and I spent a lot of time together playing video games and outside kicking a ball around. Now, at this point, I should mention that I believe Sarah was suspicious about the nature of my relationship with Lukas. She'd frequently come to check on us, so things stayed PG for the most part. Then one of those mornings, as we were all waking up, Sarah and her sister were in the kitchen making breakfast and I went out to the living room with Lukas. I laid down on the couch as I was still adjusting to being awake and started watching whatever cartoon was on. A moment later, he grabbed a blanket and came and laid on top of me. We were both just wearing a t-shirt and some athletic shorts. His butt was pressed firmly against my crotch. We continued lying there watching cartoons for a bit. I couldn't help but give his hair a little sniff, and it smelled amazing, so began my arousal. He must have felt it twitch because suddenly he squeezed his buttcheeks together, which could have been nothing but the movement really seemed deliberate. He grasped my dick with those cheeks and I was at full mast faster than I'd ever been in my life. As there was very little fabric separating us, there's no possible way he didn't feel it. Not a word was spoken. When he gave it another squeeze, it became pretty obvious what was happening. Still neither of us said a word. He continued squeezing at a faster pace. Was he *actually* trying to make me cum? Every bit of sexual urge in me wanted to slide my hand down the front of his shorts and return the favor, but his mother and my girlfriend were 10 feet away and could walk in without any forewarning, I just couldn't risk it. So I laid there and enjoyed every second of it. At the same time I was in total shock and disbelief. 'Is this actually happening right now? Is this this amazingly hot 9 year old boy really trying to get me off right now?' I could feel it building up more and more with each squeeze. And just when I was a second away from the money shot, the women walked into the room. Lukas stopped squeezing at that point and quickly got up and went to sit on the other side of the couch, all while grinning at me from ear to ear. I ran to the bathroom as quickly as I could and barely got my dick out of my pants before having the best orgasm I've ever had in my life. This moment was never spoke of by anyone, although I think everyone in the room at least had some semblance of an idea of what was going on. ---------------------- Sadly, my relationship with Sarah ended a couple months later. I never got to see Lukas again. I'd love to know how far things may have gone if we were able to keep spending time together. It's been several years and I live very far away from him now, but I still think about him fairly often. We had a very special relationship, regardless of anything sexual, and I will never forget him. Or I made it all up, who knows.