Date: Sun, 5 Apr 2015 13:25:36 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Mysterious Dragon Boy IV "I've missed you Toby. It's been a long year," I said to him. We were lying facing each other, our noses only a foot or so apart. Toby kissed me and said, "I've missed you too Toby although for me, it was only yesterday that we were together. " "It only seemed that short to you?" I asked him and he said no, for him it really was only yesterday. That pretty much blew my mind so I asked how that was possible. "Remember what I said about time, that how you mark time isn't really how time is. The essence of me can move back and forth through time as well although I'm not really there. It's all in my head but it's almost as real as being here with you is." I was having a hard time grasping onto what Toby was telling me. "Okay, imagine you're married and you truly love each other. Suppose she dies. While you're here pining away for her she has the ability to go on being with you in her memory, although memory is a poor way to define it. When you die, your life force can be with her if that is what you want. That's the part that explains how people who have had death or near death experiences say that they saw their loved ones waiting for them. It's really more about what the individual desired or expected. Now, suppose that woman divorces you for another man. When your body finally gives out and dies your essence, or life force, can live on as though she never divorced you and you went through life together. But what about her? If there was a heaven and when you died and went there your dream would be to be with her right? But what about her dream; what if she really loved someone else, then where would you be. So the way it works is your life force, the essence of you, lives out whatever afterlife you desire. If being with her is what you want then being in your world with her is how you experience heaven. If her dream or desire is to be with another person then that's how she would experience heaven. Every life force gets to experience their own version of heaven. It's kind of like playing your own movie the way you want to see it played. And, you can change movies if you want to." "So are you telling me that there isn't an actually place called heaven, no pearly gates, no saint Peter to greet you, no gathering of all the souls who've passed on?" He smiled and shook his head. "No, not really. It could be I suppose; if someone really wanted it like that but generally, what living beings call the afterlife is pretty much like what a normal regular life is except that it's what you want it to be. Heaven isn't any special place; it all exists inside one's head so to speak, even though in reality we don't exist in that form. The soul or spirit or life essence just is; that's the best I can describe it." I tried to assimilate what he was telling me for a moment then asked, "So how is it that you're here with me now? Is this real, for either of us?" He laughed; a light melodic sound that I loved so much. "Yes my sweet man, this is very real for both of us. How it is that I'm here is another hard to explain thing but the simple story is that sometimes the order of the universe allows or even may require us to return for a variety of reasons, kind of like reincarnation which, by the way goes both ways. Here on earth people think that when a spirit is reincarnated it goes forward in time but that's not true, a life force can go backwards in time as well. Remember that forward and backward are earth bound terms, not the reality of the universes. "Anyway, that's how some of the unexplainable things of earth came to be. The pyramids, Stonehenge, the advanced Mayan scientific discoveries, things of that sort were all brought to light by life forces that exist in time frames that you would view as the future. People like Da Vinci, Einstein, George Patton and others are such life forces. When the body dies the spirit often has memories of all the lives it lived but not always all of the knowledge. Otherwise people that went back in time would have an unfair advantage over others. Does that make sense?" I nodded my head. "Oh, Atlantis really did exist too, just so you know. "Other times life forces are returned to help the living for some reason and others, like me, are allowed to return in order to gain some real life experience or another that we missed when we were here. I don't know how that is determined or even if it's determined, I only know that it happens. "Also," he continued, "spirits of people are allowed to be here on earth for a limited time but they don't have contact like you and me have, or are. You know how people say that they knew a departed person was in the room or watching over them or something? Well, they might be. Not necessarily actually watching them, seeing them, but their essence or spirit or soul is with them in the room, or the car or wherever they feel the presence. In some cases the essence is allowed to be seen by the living but it's usually not like me and you right now but more like when I left before, remember. You saw mostly just an outline of me in the light. That's how it works. We can't actually see the living and I couldn't see you that time Toby but I knew where you were so it seemed to you like I was actually looking at you." All of a sudden I realized that Toby wasn't actually speaking to me, that is, his mouth wasn't moving yet I was hearing him very clearly. He laughed again. "Yes my sweet Toby, I can also communicate telepathically, although we don't call it that at all. And no, I can't read your mind although I can pick up things that relate to me." Fuck it was weird as all hell and Toby must have picked up on my amazement because he started actually using his voice again. "There are also parallel universes which I'm sure you've heard of. Universes do exist that are very similar to this one but with minor differences, kind of like a deck of cards I guess or parts of a jig saw puzzle. I don't know how many there are but I don't think it's anywhere near what some earth bound scientists think." Toby yawned then, a wide open mouthed kind of "I need sleep yawn". He explained that while he was here with me he would take on most of the attributes and needs of a regular living boy which meant sleep, food, and other normal bodily functions. "Right now I need sleep Toby." He must have picked up on my reluctance because he went on to explain that this visit would be longer than the last time; that our time constraints wouldn't be quite as rushed. He then snuggled in close to me and was snoring in seconds. I wasn't quite sleepy so lay there contemplating what my teen aged lover had just told me. I was in tune with the universe enough to believe that there was a reason for everything, nothing was random. For some reason I was now in possession of information about the afterlife that no other living person had, at least that I was aware of. Fuck, if my thinking was correct I also had an inkling about God, or the lack thereof. It was awfully heady stuff and gave me a brief moment of feeling very powerful. But then, who could I tell and who would believe me even if I did talk about it. I slipped out of bed and went to my kitchen, opened my freezer and dug around until I found what I wanted then put the small canister on the counter. I rarely smoked pot but kept about a half ounce or so around for occasions like this. I could get amped up over things and frankly, pot relaxed me and didn't leave me all amped up or, at the other extreme, sluggish like prescription meds did. I pulled out a bud and broke a small piece off and stuffed it in a small pipe that I'd pulled out of a similar container in the cupboard above the fridge. I put the rest of the pot back, grabbed a lighter from an antique humidor in the living room and stepped out onto the stoop of my front porch and fired up the bowl. Inhaling deeply, I listened to the sounds of the night; traffic on the major street a few blocks away. The rain, now stopped, was dripping steadily from the roof. As I blew the smoke out in a great rush of air I wondered how long Toby was going to be with me and just what that was going to be like. I woke about eight in the morning and rolled over to an empty bed. My heart lurched and for a brief moment; the sense of loss that I felt was staggering. "I'm in the living room Toby," I heard Toby call out then realized that his voice was in my brain and not actual sound. Fucking weird. I found the boy slouched in my recliner in a typical teenage fashion, fully naked, his cock in its default state and lying on his thigh, his smooth balls hanging gently between equally smooth thighs. He set the book down that he had been looking at and uncurled then stood and stretched, much a like a cat, and as soon as I was close he melted into my arms. We stood there a moment in silence, each reveling in the feelings of closeness, the warmth of the other's body. I slid my hands up and down Toby's smooth back, moving down onto the orbs of his glorious butt then back up again. I wanted to kiss him but felt that my dragon breath was too much. Reluctantly, I pulled away from him and headed toward the bathroom returning five minutes later for a morning kiss that could have gone somewhere had I not felt in such a need for a shower. Toby was of the same mind. Once wet down, we went about the cleansing process which of course progressed to washing each other's back. Washing each other's back led to taking liberties with each other's butts, then around to the front to re-wash each other's cock and balls, although massage was more about what took place as opposed to washing. We ended up all soapy and facing each other which led to fondling stroking and kissing. From there it was a logical step to frottage, rubbing our groins together, humping against each other's pubic bone or belly. The soap made for a whole lot of slippin and slidin so in a short period of time all of the various "ooohh's" and "aaahhh's" made themselves known as both of us made our way closer to orgasm. I grasped onto Toby's tight little butt and pulled him into my, undulating my hips against his body. Our cocks were mostly side by side and being mashed against each other as well rigid belly muscles. Oohhh," Toby groaned out as he shoved and pushed harder against me, his head resting on my chest. I knew the boy was cumming and worked at constricting various sets of my own muscles to bring my sperming to fruition which of course worked. Both Toby and I were panting like crazy as our balls unloaded their nectar, the goo oozing out between our writhing bodies to mix with soap. We continued to move slowly against each other for a moment as our orgasms subsided but of course his cock head was ultra-sensitive so Toby finally pulled away from me with a giggle. "That was incredible," he said, his eyes still half lidded in lust and a satisfied smile on his smooth young face. He moved his raised head toward me and our lips met, tongues immediately teasing each other as we held on and added the finishing touches to another amazing experience. As we re-soaped and rinsed I explained the process to Toby, how much it was touted as safe sex in this era of debilitating STD's, how using lube or massage oil frottage could be done anywhere with comfort. "It was fun Toby but I think I prefer other things," he said as we dried off. Once done with that he led me to the bed and pushed me down. I went face first and before I could roll over Toby was sitting on my back facing my feet. I felt him pry my cheeks apart so spread my legs while bending a knee and pulling a leg up. I felt him move on me then the warm sensation of his tongue at my hole. The first touches were exploratory, as if making sure the terrain didn't harbor any enemy combatants, but the boy was soon going for the gold, pushing his tongue against my puckered core as if trying to force his way inside of me. I tried to remember if the boy had rimmed me the last time we were together but I couldn't. I distinctly remembered licking him there, massaging his core with my tongue the fucking the boy as we stood in front of floor to ceiling windows that looked out onto the floor of the building we were in. I didn't dwell on the past however for the present was more than intense enough for me. Toby moved off of my back and got between my legs and to help him out a little bit I raised my hips up. That move allowed him better access to my hole, my swinging balls, as well as my rock hard cock should he decide to reach underneath and take hole of me. He did, and he did it as he licked down onto the soft underside of my nuts, causing my belly and my balls to tingle from the feelings, before he moved back up to my hole. "Toby, there's lube on the night stand. Do you want to fuck me?" I moaned out. I was hotter than a firecracker fart. I wanted the boy inside of me, wanted to feel the stiffness of his cock as he slipped inside of me, the youthful energetic thrusts of his adolescent hips as he fucked me. And I didn't particularly want to wait any longer. Toby seemed to agree. I felt him move off the bed then watched as he came into view, grabbed the bottle and slathered his rampant cock from the head to his smooth balls. He leaned down and kissed me hard while his hand reached behind me and smeared my asshole with lube, a single finger sneaking inside to thoroughly coat the muscle then sliding in and out a few times. Toby didn't wait for me to tell him what to do, nor did I want to. I wanted to the boy to take over, to be dominant with me, to exert his adolescent need to procreate for that's what it is really, the instinct to create offspring and enhance the longevity of the species. He wiped his lubed up hand on the small towel that lay on the nightstand then got back onto the bed. He placed one knee on the bed between my legs while the other one stayed to the outside. Inside of going straight in, the young teen was electing to enter me at an angle that wasn't quite sideways but almost. I didn't care how he got inside of me as long as his beautiful cock was stuffing my hole. That was all that mattered to me in the moment. He pulled open a cheek with one hand while the other held his rigid cock down and pointed the swollen head where it was supposed to go. I felt his flesh touch mine and I swear I felt a little jolt of electricity. Then there was pressure and all of a sudden the boy was in, his cock head passed through the muscle and was firmly lodged inside of me. Again, I let the boy take over and to his credit he didn't talk, didn't move, but stayed still for a solid thirty seconds as my body adjusted to the thickness of his cock. And then he moved. Using both hands, he pushed the upper cheek wide open and slowly slipped in side of me until I felt his balls against my inner thigh and his pubic hair against my butt. I've have bigger dicks inside of me but nothing as sweet feeling as the thirteen year old whose cock began moving back out again. I loved Toby dearly; I had just really come to that conclusion as he reached the point of dislodging himself but moved back inside of me. The boy picked up a nice steady rhythm and because he'd just cum he was able to keep it up. "Oh man Toby, I love this so much, being inside of you," he panted, leaning forward and kissing my back, the moving back onto his knees to continue the conquest of my ass. Toby picked up speed, pulling almost all the way out then plunging back down and bottoming out inside. The force of his fucking me caused my own stone hard cock to rub back and forth against the bed covers causing me to grunt and moan with each thrust of his body. Every so often he would stay all the way inside and grind his slender little butt in circles, hitting different spot and creating even more intense feelings than go back to fucking me. It was intense and it was hot. I felt my balls start to boil, the familiar tingling feelings of an impending eruption. "Oh gosh, oh man Toby I'm gonna cum soon, I just know it," he moaned above me and began to fuck me even harder. I'm not sure to this day just exactly what happened. Maybe he grazed my prostate or something but all of a sudden I felt myself fall over the edge. "Fuck me harder Toby fuck me harder," I begged as my cock erupted, my sperm oozing out onto the sheet. Toby started to groan above me and I felt him thicken against the walls of my asshole then the warmth of his cum inside of me. I'm guessing that the constriction of my asshole when I came took the fairly novice young thing right to the edge of the abyss and tossed him over. He cried out as he slammed into me, forcing every inch of his cock as far into my body as he could get it to go. He moved his slender little butt in a variety of ways, attacking me from slightly different angles and thus creating different feelings and in turn enhancing our spermings. Toby finally slowed down and a few moments later stopped all movement, the both of us breathing as if ending a marathon exercise session. He relaxed his body and simply lay on me, a hand absently rubbing my shoulder. We stayed that way for two, maybe three minutes before he spoke. "That was fantastic Toby," he whispered into my ear. I thanked him by clenching my asshole against his cock causing the boy to giggle then flex his cock back at me. We began flexing back and forth at each other, both of us giggling, and when the boy's cock eventually softened and squished out of me we both groaned at the loss. Toby rolled off of me and I turned to face him. He immediately moved in against me, pressing his body into mine and kissed me hard on the lips then rolled away from me. "Can we go out to eat Toby? I'm dyin for some spam and eggs," he said. I was a little curious about that but remembered that he'd told me already that while he was with me he would be able to experience many things just like any other living boy. That concept threw me a little bit. The idea that he was actually living and breathing as though he hadn't been dead or, more correctly, his body hadn't been dead for fifty plus years, was a little disconcerting to say the least and not without questions. Thirty minutes later we were seated in a booth at Big City Diner in Kaimuki and when the hostess had asked, in the manner of hostesses everywhere, "two" I nodded my head. Toby had explained that during his time with me anyone with whom he'd had an in depth real life experience with, would not be able to see him. Specifically his sister would not be able to see him. It was unlikely that anyone else who had known him fifty years before would actually run into or recognize him. So it was that when we arrived back at my house an hour later and saw Theresa sitting in her car I wasn't worried. "Have you seen him, have you seen my brother?" she asked rather shrilly as she walked toward me. It was a little difficult not to smile since the adorably cute young boy was standing right next to me. "No Theresa I haven't. Does this mean he didn't show up at your shop this morning?" I tried to put the sound of concern in my voice but it still came out sounding like sarcasm to me. "Are you sure he's not in the house, that you're not hiding him from me?" she asked aggressively while squinting one eye. "No Theresa he's not in the house," I told her gently then offered to let her look if she wanted to. The woman seemed to age before my eyes, heaving a great sigh then letting her shoulders slump noticeably, a sure sign of resignation. I then watched with amazement as Toby walked over, stood behind her then wrapped his arms around his sister and hugged her, one last time. I knew that she couldn't feel him because he didn't exist for her but I saw the change that came over her and wondered what energy had passed from sibling to sibling. Toby finally let go and stepped back and Theresa stood taller. The stress lines in her face seemed to go away and she seemed to drop years from her age. She had an almost beatific smile on her face and she said, "Toby; I'm going to be okay. I feel secure in knowing that my brother is gone yet not gone. If you do see him thought please tell him I love him and I miss him." "Somehow Theresa I expect he already knows that but if I ever see him again I'll pass the message along." She nodded her head, turned and walked back toward her car, her shoulders strong and squared but stopped and came back to me. "I would like for you to have some of my brother's things Toby. I think I am going to dismantle the shrine that I've kept all these years. It's too late for me to recapture the time that I've lost but it's not too late to try and enjoy the rest of life without that burden. Oh, I'll still keep some things but I believe now that my brother is as important to you as he was and still is too me, maybe more so." "You're sure about that Theresa," I asked, my voice clearly tentative. She nodded her head then gently rubbed my cheek. "Yes Toby, I am absolutely positive. Why don't you come out this afternoon, I'll have some things packed for you." She turned and this time made it to her car and left. Toby stood beside me with an arm around my waist and we watched silently as his sister drove off, blasting a good bye honk from the car horn and an arm waving out the driver's side window. "She'll be okay now," Toby informed me. I wondered aloud what it was that he'd done and he explained that by hugging her he'd given her the sense of him and that he'd planted the suggestion in her brain to let go, to let him go, to move on with her life. All I could say is, "Wow." I asked if he had planted the suggestion about her parting with some of his things and he shook his head. "No my sweet man, she did that all by herself. So it was that around 3 that afternoon Toby and I were heading up the Waianae coast. "Gosh I can't believe how much it's changed Toby, how the world has moved on. I mean, this car is amazing," he said, glancing around the interior of my Acura Integra GS-r, the moon roof open to allow the warm air in. "Are you coming in too baby boy," I asked the adorable boy seated next to me. He nodded his head and gave me his incredible smile. "Of course Toby." It had been a silly question. The door opened before we got there and caused me to stop dead for just a moment. The woman standing in the doorway was Theresa but certainly not the one I'd seen earlier in the day. The woman in the doorway was wearing a stylish bobbed haircut, slacks and a crème colored long sleeved blouse of a light filmy material. She laughed as I started walking again then welcomed me into the house and offered a hug once the door was closed. "I can't explain it Toby but I just have this overwhelming sense that I'm long overdue to make some changes in life, inside and out." She looked easily 10 years younger. "Come," she said and toby and I followed her to his old bedroom. Much of his things were already boxed up, the clothes in the closet in carriers. "The big boxes have all of his bedding in them including the pillows. If you would like the entire bed frame and mattress you are more than welcome to them. I want you to have Toby's dragon collection as well. I've kept 1 or 2 things but that's all." "Do you surf Toby," she asked and I nodded my head telling her it was one of the things that her brother and I had in common. "But of course you do. Well, would you like his surfboard?" I could feel the energy pour from Toby and flood into my body. "He says yes," I blurted out. The other Theresa would have had saucer eyes and she would have gone nuts asking if Toby were present and looking around rapidly as if to see his physical being and generally acting like a mad woman. This one simply smiled and said, "I suspected as much." I spent almost an hour with her and would leave with a lion's share of my boys' possession. She gave me much of Toby's clothes, a handful of rolls of negatives saying they were pictures of him, the typical kind of family pictures. I got a couple of his surfing trophies and various other odds and ends including a shoe box filled with the kind of things that mostly only have meeting for their owner. Theresa had gone through it and there wasn't anything she wanted to keep. Last she reached into a drawer and pulled out the dove grey fundoshi with the fiery red dragon on the pouch. "I believe you should have this," she said. I took it gently and we were quiet for a moment. "I know this is inappropriate but he did look good in it, didn't he." I nodded my head. "Indeed he did," I replied softly. Another few seconds passed and she looked up at me. "Did he... did my brother please you?" Her voice was very soft. Toby was standing right there looking me and gave a barely perceptible nod of his head. "Yes he did Theresa, more than any human being could ever hope for." I felt a tear start down my cheek and she reached up and gently wiped it away. "I am so happy for that Toby. You are both very lucky boys. "Did you make me say that," I asked my green eyed boy after we pulled away from Theresa's house. the car loaded with boxes and the surfboard secured in the roof rack. Toby shook his head. "Yes and no. I didn't do it consciously but unconsciously. I think that the order of the universe made it happen but I can't say that for sure." I nodded my head. I thought the same thing although I was hard pressed at the moment for an answer about why, not that it was any of my business I guess. I'm glad it happened though Toby and I'm super glad you have my board." Back at my home we brought everything into the house. I rested Toby's board alongside mine on my back porch. I hung the clothes in the closet and asked Toby if he wanted to go through the stuff. "Well, there are some things you will find...interesting and maybe surprising. You don't have to do it right now though. Toby stepped in close and wrapped his arms around me. "Having you fuck me seems like a good idea though," the boy said against my chest. I held him loosely, let my hands rub his back and down onto the absolutely glorious cheeks of his narrow boy butt. I kneaded the flesh through his board shorts reveling in the feel of the fleshy globes. "It sounds like an excellent idea baby boy," I whispered to the side of his head. Toby's hand slid down my side and sneaked between us to rub on the front of my board shorts and encourage my cock to expand to its full working state. I nudged his head to the side and began working on his tender neck, kissing and sucking on the sensitive flesh and causing him the shiver. "Oohhh gosh Toby," he moaned as his fingers wrapped around my cock and slowly stroked on it. I managed to get the waistband of his board shorts loosened enough to get my hands down inside to actually feel the flesh of his butt and the crevice that separated the twin mounds. God I loved that kids' ass. Toby moved his hand to work at the board shorts and a moment they slid to the floor and since he wasn't wearing underwear I had his naked lower body against me. Toby put his hands on my butt and pulled me to him, grinding his raging hard boner against mine, although I was still shielded by clothing. That didn't last long. The boy looked up and me and I lowered my head to kiss him which turned into a marathon mouth open kiss. While I was thusly occupied the boy managed to get my board shorts undone and slipped down over my ass to fall to the floor. I had boxers on so he lowered those to below my balls then pressed his lower body back against mine. "So much better," he murmured as he worked his hips in circles against me. I continued to work on his butt, squeezing the orbs, pulling them apart and offering air to his boy hole. "I want to be naked Toby," he said, his high pitched voice already deepening. We both quickly slipped our t-shirts off and I slid my boxers to the floor then we moved back together, holding each other, both sets of hands moving from neck to butt and rib cage to rib cage. "I love being held by you my sweet man," Toby said softly, "God I love you holding me." He wasn't alone that was for sure. I could feel the warmth of his young body of course but there was more. There was almost an energy that flowed from his body into mine. I could feel it but I couldn't feel it, if that makes any sense, but it was real, that much I did know. We engaged once more in passionate kissing as our hands explored and then, without warning, Toby slid down my body to his knees. He took hold of my raging hard cock and rubbed the shaft against his smooth face as though it were an exquisite fabric. I could hear him mewing softly as he changed his head position and nuzzled his lips along the shaft and up to the swollen head. He kissed my cock then nuzzled his way back to the root and pressed his face into the hollow between the thigh and my balls. "You smell so delicious here Toby," he said huskily, "so deliciously rich and pungent." The boy licked up and down the center of the crease causing me to shiver just as he had when I nuzzled his neck. He kissed my balls then tugged at the skin with his lips before licking the sac, pushing the eggs around with his tongue. The boy finally stood. I took his hand in mine then lead the boy to my sofa and encouraging him to sit then to move to the edge. I then lifted his legs and Toby got the idea, pulling his legs back and opening himself up for me. Not a word had been said. I leaned forward and took a swipe at his puckered hole, then another and a second later I was full on face in his tender little ass. I worked him over as completely as I'd ever worked anyone over before. Even though his cheeks were pretty wide open he put his hands on them and spread them a little more. I washed the entire area within 3 inches of his wrinkled hole and worked hard on the hole itself, trying to push my wiggling tongue inside of him. I could hear him moaning and grunting to himself as I rimmed the boy and it wasn't long before I was moaning right along with him. Watching Toby's face as I licked him made my heart beat even faster. The boy was locked in a zone and every muscle in his beautiful smooth face confirmed that. He reached down with one hand and rubbed it through my hair. I moved upward, licking along his perineum to the underside of his hairless balls and continued to lick the bag all while making "yummy" sounds as if I were eating the best meal on earth. I was sort of. I moved up further and pulled his cock down, raised up a little and put my mouth over the head and began sucking. Looking at Toby's smooth young face in rapture, seeing his tongue working along his sweet lips almost make me cum right on the spot. I sucked and stroked him while my other hand moved up and played with his balls a little bit. I had a finger working at the very aperture but stopped. "I'll need lube sweet boy," I said quietly as I reached over the arm of the sofa and pulled open the drawer on the end table. I pulled out a bottle of lube and small hand towel that I kept there just in case I was watching a porn flick or something. "What a boy scout you are," he said with a smile. I got lube on my fingers then went back to sucking his cock again and this time my digit slipped inside of him with ease. The young teen kept up a nice steady moaning rhythm as I worked on his cock and in his ass. I was moaning to myself softly. About a minute into it Toby said needed to get fucked. "I really want your hard cock in my ass right now," he said in a husky voice. I simply nodded my head, pulled my finger out of his ass and lubed up my cock. I got him turned to lay sideways on the sofa, propped his upper body on the arm and lifted his top up to rest on the sofa back. "Just like this my sweet man," my boy asked and I nodded my head. I put my right foot flat on the floor and my left knee on the sofa and moved into place. It took a little bit of body adjusting but we managed to get lined up. "Just go ahead and put it in me Toby," he said. It was hot as hell watching the adorable young teen as he concentrated on the task at hand. It got even better once my cock head was inside his body. "Let me rest your leg on my shoulder baby boy." He nodded his head, I moved his leg, and he leaned forward, pushing my cock all the way inside of his tight ass. "Mmm," he murmured as I sunk my raging hard cock into the warm damp depths of his adolescent body. I didn't linger but got right to it, sliding my boner in and out of 13 year old ass. I watched the emotions play across his smooth face, the spikes in feeling causing his face to scrunch up a little in the expression of pain or pleasure and knew it wasn't pain. "Am I doing okay Toby," I asked and he nodded my head. The feeling of plowing his ass, the beauty of him, the energy of his youth and myriad of other things got my heat level up fairly quickly. "Let me put your other leg on my shoulder baby," I said and a moment later had both legs against my shoulders was hunched over his and fucking me with a wild abandon. "I love having you fuck me Toby," he grunted. "I love fucking you too but still I love you fucking me the most." "Me too sweetness," I grunted back at him, "Now let's see if I can make us both cum." I fucked his hard, my balls smacking against his butt and adding to the rest of the normal noises that people make when they fuck. I felt my body begin the change, gearing up to release another millions little sperms that would die without accomplishing their mission. Poor things. "I'm gonna cum pretty soon I think my sweet man" Toby said and a moment later I felt his muscle thicken against my rock hard cock. "Oh god, oh god," he moaned as he pumped his young sperm onto his belly. He pushed into me, and I ground my ass around some then went back to driving my cock in and out of him. Needless to say it took me to the precipice and pushed me over the edge. "Fuck yes Toby, I'm cumming; I'm cumming hard." Of course the better part of his orgasm was over but still the boy made the effort and kept up a respectable pace and power. But like all good sperming it was over before either of us wanted it to be. I continued on for a bit, slowing down of course, until finally stopped all together. I stayed bent over him slightly, both sets of eyes closed, panting. I reached out and gently touched his face, always amazed at how smooth and soft his skin was. Toby opened his eyes and gave me a somewhat lopsided smile. "That was so ono Toby." He reached my head up and mine went down, meeting somewhere in the middle for a nice thank you kiss. We stayed like that for a few minutes before I told him I was going to pull out of him, which I did slowly. I then moved forward and lay on top of him, braced by my knees and elbows of course and we just held each other without saying a word. I finally broke the silence. "We have over half of the day left baby boy, is there anything you'd like to do?" "I don't know Toby. I never did get to know the island all that well. Maybe we could go up to the North Shore or something." I thought that an excellent idea so dressed and did exactly that. I elected to go up the H2 though Mililani and Wahiawa stopping to check out the Dole plantation. From there we went over the mountain and down into Haleiwa to Matsumoto's for shave ice. I decided to give my green eyed boy a little surprise so we drove up to Mokuleia. I headed to the small grass landing strip of Mokuleia airport and got out. "What are we doing Toby," my boy asked and my response was, a surprise. He giggled like the boy he was and I led him to a ticket booth and bought 2. "You can actually go up right now," the high school aged girl told me after making doe eyes at Toby, "There's no wait time." "Go up where Toby," he asked and I took his hand and led him out to where a Jeep would take us to where the gliders were parked. "I'm going to show you the most awesome view of the island that you could possibly imagine." "We're going up in the air in that? It doesn't have a motor." Indeed it didn't. I realized of course that his comments didn't have anything to do with fear. I mean, fuck, he had already died. He was simply being curious about how it was going to work. "I know baby boy, it's a glider. They'll take us up in a tow plane then let us go. It's incredible." The pilot introduced himself to us, explained what was going to happen then he got us into the glider with Toby sitting in front of me. It was a tight fit so our bodies were pressed together. Neither of us minded. Toby giggled as we started down the runway and giggled again when we broke away from mother earth. Ten minutes later the tow plane cut us loose which caused a drop of about 100 feet. The drop caused both of us to utter a "whoa" but the wind caught us and we soon were gliding. The pilot weaved us back and forth along the Waianae Mountains, sometimes being far enough over them to see the west side where Toby had stayed. It was strange because when you look at a map of Oahu and the top is Kaena Point. On the right side is the North shore and the West side or Leeward side is on the left. Seriously, if you walk it, you round the corner of Kaena point and you cross from west to North and in reality the distance is measure in feet and not miles. Weird. The only noise up there was the wind passing the clear bubble of the canopy, in other words, it was quiet. The views are extraordinary and Toby commented frequently as we rode the thermals back and forth, sometimes riding them up but mostly in a slow circular decent. There were other gliders up there with us, gigantic birds weaving back and forth in a large circle. We rode over the ocean of course, you couldn't do the ride without it. Since it was still winter there were some decent waves coming in but from up there they still looked small. Twenty minutes later we glided back to earth, bumped down in a very smooth landing. Back in the parking lot we used the public restroom and since no one was anywhere close Toby moved into my arms and kissed me deeply. "You are amazing my sweet man," he said then simply hugged me.