From: an366010@anon.penet.fi Reply-To: an366010@anon.penet.fi Date: Thu, 21 Dec 1995 11:36:26 UTC Subject: Saturday Morning Self-Suck (man/boy) This is my first attempt at posting a story. Hope it works OK and somebody out there likes it. WARNING: This story contains explicit sex between an adult male and a minor boy. If that is not to your liking.....go no further! This is a work of fiction....a product of my imagination. Enjoy! Saturday Morning Self-Suck (or: The Seduction of Billy) CHAPTER 1 Early morning sunlight streamed through the gap in the bedroom curtains, marking a bright line across the white sheet. Jerry could feel the heat from it over his buttocks as he slowly came awake. It was going to be another hot day. He pressed his nude body into the soft matress, luxuriating in the feel of his hard penis squashing between the bottom sheet and his belly. In his half-dozing state he had been thinking about young Billy, wondering whether, hoping, he might turn up again like he did last Saturday. How that young boy turned him on. He felt he had set the scene for a return visit last week, taking him down to the beach, watching a video at home afterwards, getting him comfortable and relaxed in this private setting with his teacher. Billy was a student at the school at which Jerry taught. He was a beautiful boy, just turned eleven, his body on the verge of puberty. Jerry took the boys for sport and he had been instantly attracted to Billy, the moment he saw him in his bathers at the school swimming carnival. Seeing the lad in his Speedos, his slim hairless body sleek and tanned, a wonderfully jutting, albeit small, bulge in the nylon costume, had caused Jerry's cock to stiffen and he had had to forcefully re-direct his thoughts and attention elsewhere to prevent his lust becoming too apparent. Jerry had often fantasized about making it with a boy but, until Billy, he had not considered going beyond fantasy. This beautiful boy changed that. He wanted him. He had made a point of getting to know Billy better in the days after the carnival, to develop a sense of trust with the youngster. He found out that Billy had no father and it was then an easy task for Jerry to capitalise on this, suggesting by his manner with Billy that he could be the male adult in the young boy's life. It was only a matter of days before Billy began confiding in him, seeking him out when he was on playground duty, or coming to see him before and after school. And then last Saturday he had turned up at Jerry's home. He had only stayed a couple of hours and Jerry hadn't tried anything sexual, just friendly. It was a real bummer that the pool wasn't filled yet, because that would have presented an ideal way to start to achieve his goal, which was to have that young boy to pleasure, to educate in matters sexual and to enjoy. But the hours had been well spent and Jerry felt reasonably confident that Billy would come back, and would be amenable and willing to do anything that Jerry might suggest. As Billy was leaving, Jerry had allowed himself to hold the youngster, giving him a hug goodbye and letting his hand stroke the full length of the boy's back while he did it. Billy had hugged back willingly and did not pull away as Jerry's hand moved over his buttocks, his thumb lightly running down the crease between them. When they came apart, Billy said nothing, but looked squarely at Jerry, a slight smile on his face. Then he had turned away, mounted his bike and left. All during the week things had gone on as normal but Jerry often caught the boy looking at him, that faint smile touching his mouth each time. It was as though he knew what I was planning and was just waiting for it to happen, he had thought more than once during that long week. Jerry squirmed, rubbing his long, hot rod of flesh against his smooth skin. He just might have to jack off before he got up this morning. He slipped a hand beneath his body, caressing himself, his fingers finding the large, satiny crown and sliding around it, squeezing gently. His middle finger moved up to the slit, which was leaking pre-cum juices already. He spread the fluid around the hole then brought his finger to his lips. He slowly inserted the moist finger into his mouth and savoured the unique taste of his semen. He rolled over onto his back, the sheet pulling tight against him. Jerry stretched. His naked body felt so good. He moved both hands downwards, slowly lowering the sheet, his eyes following the path it made. Slowly his body came into view. I'm a real narcissist, he thought, smiling to himself. He was proud of his body. It was nothing grand, just a good body. He was 35 but his body was that of a younger man, almost still a teenager's. He had no body hair apart from a light sprinkling of almost blonde pubic hair ( he shaved what little hair there was from his balls and between his legs because he liked the feel of the smoothness there ) and a sparse but darker growth under his arms. His chest and belly were bare and his arms and legs had only a light down over them. His body was an all-over golden tan, a result of nude sun-bathing and swimming in the pool in his very private courtyard. Jerry spent most of his time at home in the nude. It was one of life's real pleasures. The sheet slipped lower. More of his slim, firm body came into his view. His belly was flat, his navel only slightly indented. His hands pushed lower, the sheet tenting up as Jerry forced his penis upright. Over the soft pubic hairs he slid, his hands moving around the base of his organ following the contours of his groin. His scrotum hung loosely between his thighs, his balls full and heavy inside, his skin smooth against his hands. He brought his hands together under the sac and slid them down between his buttocks, pressing firmly onto the ridge of flesh running up towards his sensitive anal opening. He arched up to allow access to that secret place and the sheet released his upright penis, causing it to slap down onto his belly. Jerry brought his hands from between his legs and palmed across his stomach, stroking the length of his organ. He looked down at it angling up from his groin, so hard and pulsing. A drop of pre-cum glistened in the sunlight that now highlighted his sex. He ran a finger up the soft ridge of his penis, forcing more juice from its slit. It dripped onto his navel, remaining joined to the circumcised crown by a thin thread. He took it up with a finger and brought the essence to his mouth again. His other hand closed around his thick shaft and began a slow rhythmic stroking. He closed his eyes. He thought of Billy. Saw him again in his Speedos. Saw the boy slowly sliding the bathers down ... down...! A sudden noise outside caught Jerry's attention, dragging him back to reality. It sounded like his front gate opening. He looked over at the bedside clock. It was only 7.30. Who would be coming at this hour? Better not be bloody Jehovah's Witnesses! He reached out and unobtrusively pulled the curtain back a fraction, just so he could see who was out there. Jerry couldn't believe it! There, coming through his front gate, was Billy! What should he do? Get up and get dressed? Lie in bed and wait for Billy to find him? Stay naked? Get up and be in the kitchen naked when Billy came in? Put on a dressing gown? What??? Thoughts flashed through his mind. Now was his chance. He always left the back door open for Lady, his kelpie pup, to go in and out of the house at night. His yard was impossible to get into from the back so he had no worries about burglars, they wouldn't get past Lady even if they did try to get in. He thought Billy would feel comfortable enough to enter his house and look for him if he wasn't around. Jerry decided he would stay in bed, make out he was still asleep and let Billy find him. His cock ached. He rolled onto his stomach, positioning the sheet halfway over one buttock and slanting it to be below the other, making it obvious he was naked. He sprawled himself out, making himself totally vulnerable and giving Billy a full view when he entered. Then Jerry closed his eyes and waited. He heard Lady's paws on the lino of the back room, heard her excited movements as she was petted by Billy. Then he heard the screen door separating the back room from the rest of the house being opened. "Jerry?.......Are you there, Jerry?" Billy called tentatively. Jerry heard the screen door close. His heart was pounding. He heard Billy moving quietly up the passage. Then he heard a quick intake of breath and knew Billy was at the doorway to his room, was looking at him sprawled out nude, was looking at his bared buttock, probably looking at the crease between both of them. Jerry almost came, his penis now tingling with excitement. He could feel a damp spot at its tip. He was leaking continuously. "Jerry?.....Are you awake?" Billy spoke softly as he entered the bedroom. Jerry grunted and half turned, the sheet coming over his hip, hiding his buttocks. He then lay still again. He felt Billy coming up to the bed on the side he was facing. "Er...Jerry? Its me....Billy. Are you awake?" Jerry grunted again and opened his eyes as though he was awakening from a deep sleep. He blinked a couple of times, focussed on the young face before him then struggled to sit up as if in surprise, allowing the sheet to slide down into his lap exposing almost all of his body but keeping his organs covered. He noted with satisfaction the quick glance down Billy gave to check out what was to see as he sat up. He pressed his hands into his lap, pressing down hard against his stiff penis and looked at the boy standing nervously by his bed. "Billy! What a surprise! What are you doing here? And so early?" "I'm sorry, Jerry. I know its early and I didn't want to wake you. I thought you'd be up by now. My mum had to go up to the city for the day and I didn't want to go. She said I could stay back if I had somewhere to go so I told her I had swimming practice first up and then a group of us were going to go to the pictures this afternoon. I really don't but I didn't want to go with her and I wanted to come around here. I'm sorry I woke you. I..." Jerry reached out his hand to the boy. "Hey, Billy. It's OK, matey. I'm pleased you woke me. And I'm pleased you wanted to come around here." "You're not mad at me?" "Far from it, Billy," Jerry said softly. "Sit down on the bed. I'm happy you are here." He patted the bed and shifted over as the lad sat down, drawing his legs up under him after kicking off his thongs. Jerry allowed the sheet to shift in his lap as he moved over and saw Billy's glance again drop. He waited until the boy looked up before he delibrately lowered his own eyes. The base of his cock was visible, a thick band of veined skin, between his lower belly and the sheet. The sheet was wrapped around the remainder of his organ making its size and shape clear. There was a damp spot on the sheet at the top of the shaft and the pink of the glans was discernable through that dampness. I guess this is the time to go for it, he thought. I have to go gently, but he can only say no. He looked back up at Billy. "I guess you can see I'm happy to have you here. I was dreaming about you." Billy blushed and looked away. He looked as though he was going to get up from the bed and Jerry reached out to hold his arm. "It's OK, Billy. There's nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. I find you a very attractive young boy. You make my penis go stiff. I would like to have you naked here in bed with me. But if you don't want to, that's fine. You can wait out in the kitchen and, after I take care of myself, I'll get dressed and come out there with you. It's no problem." Jerry knew the next few seconds were crucial. He might have blown it. He didn't think so, though. He knew kids pretty well and he thought he knew Billy's curiosity and the need for a male figure in his life would tip the boy his way. He could feel the indecision in Billy and he gently squeezed his arm. Billy looked back at Jerry. "I don't know what to do," he said softly. "I want to stay here with you but I'm a bit scared. I've never seen a man with no clothes on ....and I've never seen that!" He glanced back down to Jerry's crotch. "I don't know what you want to do, Jerry. I like being with you but I've heard lots of stories about men doing nasty things and I don't want you to do nasty things to me." Jerry rubbed the boy's arm, letting his hand softly stroke the smooth skin. Then he put his arm around the boy's shoulders and gently pulled him over until he was leaning against Jerry's chest. He felt Billy resist slightly at first but then he allowed himself to be brought over. Jerry soothed his forehead. "It's OK, matey. I would never hurt you. You know that. I love you and I want to make you feel good...make you feel as good as you make me feel. And what I want to do isn't 'nasty'. It's not legal in our society, Billy, and we are told a whole lot of scary things to frighten us off, but sex between anyone, if it is with love, is never 'nasty'. But it would have to be just between us, Billy. It would be a secret only you and I would share. If it can't be that, nothing can happen. Is that clear?" Billy pressed into Jerry's chest, his hand lying over Jerry's stomach. "I really don't know, Jerry. I want to, but I'm still scared." "Can we have a secret between just you and me, Billy? Will you promise that what happens here is only between you and me? Even if we don't do anything together I want you to promise that what happens in my house is private between you and me." "Yes. I promise that, Jerry. I won't tell anyone what happens here. Why?" The boy looked up at Jerry. "Well, Billy, I'm going to show you things and do things that I enjoy. You can just watch, or you can join in at any time, or you can get up and leave the room. Whatever you decide to do is all right by me. I won't do anything to you you don't want me to and you can call it quits anytime you like for yourself. Is that OK?" Billy thought about it for a moment then softly replied,"OK." Jerry gave the boy a gentle, loving squeeze and kissed him lightly on the top of his head then eased him back up. "You can just sit there and watch and I'll show and tell," he said grinning. He was encouraged by the expectant look on Billy's face as the boy settled himself back against the headboard of the bed to watch his adult friend. Billy seemed to be quite relaxed now that a decision had been decided upon and Jerry began to take control. The Seduction of Billy CHAPTER 2. Jerry looked at Billy leaning back against the head of the bed. The boy had on a blue t-shirt and a pair of navy blue shorts. He sat with his legs drawn up. Jerry's eyes drank in the young body, the smooth arms and legs, the slim, underdeveloped chest and belly, the innocent yet sensual face with its mop of dark hair and his dark, liquid eyes. His gaze roved over his boy, his penis responding even more to the beauty so close to him, so close to fulfilling his wishes. He reached out his hand and ran his palm up the boy's leg, beginning from the ankle and caressing up to the knee. Billy didn't protest but watched the hand stroking him. Jerry moved his hand slowly higher, gently moving the boy's legs down and apart as he caressed along the inside of his thigh to the leg of his shorts. He noted Billy's breath shortening, felt the tensing in his leg. Jerry paused, his fingers just under the leg of the navy blue shorts. He had made contact. Now was the time to tease. He looked down at his hand and deliberately pulled the leg of Billy's shorts open so he could see inside. He knew Billy was watching him. His own breathing quickened as he looked along the boy's smooth thigh, up to the crease where it joined his belly. He was wearing white undies, small, white undies. His boy sex was hidden in a small pouch of cotton. Jerry found this to be even more of a turn on, more erotic than if Billy had been naked. It would take more time to expose, to draw out the pleasure he was almost drowning in already. He looked back at Billy's face. The youngster was watching him intently, his face slightly flushed, but he made no move to prevent Jerry from seeing him. Jerry smiled to himself in satisfaction. This was going exactly the way he had dreamed about. Now he had to snare the boy completely, prepare him for everything that he had fantasized about, be so open, so blatant that the boy would eventually do anything he wanted without inhibition. "All right, Billy. You lean back there and I'll show you what it is like to be a man. There are so many ways we can enjoy our bodies by ourselves. As much as I would like to share my love with you, I want you to really want that before I ever will. OK?" The boy didn't answer. Just nodded his head. Jerry lay back on the pillows, looking up at the boy sitting beside him. He ran his hands slowly down his body, starting from his chest, smoothing over his erect nipples then sliding over his diaphragm towards his sheet covered belly, his stiff penis clearly defined under the tented material. He took hold of the sheet and gradually pushed it downwards, exposing his rigid organ to the young boy's gaze. He heard Billy's sharp intake of breath. "Wow, Jerry," he gasped. "Your thing is so big! It's as big as my Auntie Jean's horse!" Jerry laughed and grasped his penis at the base and forced it upright. "Your's will probably grow as big as this in a couple of years, Billy. Mine is not much bigger than most men. But I guess I'm proud of it. It certainly feels nice when I play with it like this." Jerry ran his finger up the ridge of his shaft. "This is called cum," he said, touching and drawing off the clear sticky fluid that oozed from the slit. He licked his finger, a fine thread of sperm stretching from his tongue to the end of his finger as he drew it away. "I love its taste," he told the boy. "Would you like to try it, Billy?" "Um...I really don't know, Jerry. I have a real funny feeling. Part of me wants to, the other part doesn't know if it wants to or not. I like watching you, though," he added hastily. "That's fine. I meant what I said. You only do what you feel comfortable with." The man pushed the sheet away from off his legs, kicking it to the end of the bed so his whole naked body was now exposed to the boy. He stroked his cock once more then ran his hands down under his balls, pulling them upwards, feeling the rubbery globes sliding around in the loose sac. "Your balls will also grow a lot bigger like mine as you get older. Here, I'll turn around so you can see better." Jerry sat up and swivelled around on the bed, facing towards Billy and opening his legs. Billy gazed in awe at the huge organs before him. Almost unconsciously he reached out a hand and shyly touched the engorged head of Jerry's penis. "Mmmmm! Oh that feels so nice, matey," groaned Jerry, watching the boy's small hand circle around the flared crown, barely able to reach around it. Billy squeezed gently and another pearl of pre-cum glistened as it oozed from the slit. The boy let his finger and thumb slide up to the droplet, taking it up and to his mouth. Jerry watched fascinated as Billy tentatively touched his tongue on the fluid. He tasted it, his face a study in concentration. Then he slid his finger into his mouth and sucked the liquid off. A shy smile came as he looked at Jerry. "It tastes like egg whites!" he exclaimed. "I don't mind that." "I like it too, Billy. I sometimes suck myself off just so I can taste it all." "You do what?" the boy asked, a hint of disbelief in his voice. He did not put his hand back on Jerry, much to the man's disappointment, but he did keep looking down to where Jerry fondled himself. "I suck myself. I put my penis in my mouth and suck on it until I come. Then I drink my cum." "You do?! You put your thing in your mouth?! How? And how do you 'come'? What do you mean?" Jerry laughed again and ruffled the boy's hair, pulling the boy over towards him. Billy lost balance and put his hand right in Jerry's lap to steady himself, his hand reflexively grabbing the base of Jerry's cock and pressing onto his balls. Jerry jumped and cried out in surprise as he was grabbed then they both burst out laughing as they realised what had happened. Jerry pressed his hand over Billy's, forcing the boy to really feel the smooth hardness and heat of his sexuality, teasing his balls up under the boy's palm. He almost came with the delicious feelings generated by this contact, by this fulfilling of his wildest fantasies. He had so much more to achieve, though. He didn't want to end it too soon. Taking control of his feelings, he removed his hand from over Billy's, getting a great deal of satisfaction when the boy left his hand where it was for a moment before reluctantly moving it away. A delightful blush again rose on the boy's cheeks. Jerry felt his heart melting. This kid is just so beautiful! And he'll be all mine! "That felt so nice, Billy. When you touched my cock. I nearly came then. Coming is when white stuff, like that stuff you see coming out of the end of my penis now, but thicker and a whitish colour, shoots out of the hole. It comes out in spurts when the sensations a man gets when his cock is sucked or squeezed get so beautiful he can't hold back. The cum is what makes babies when it gets put inside women sometimes. It is made in your balls." Jerry lifted his balls towards Billy. "Look here, Billy. You can see the balls have tubes on them, see these bumps here? Feel how spongy each ball is. That's where the sperm, the part that makes babies, is made and it travels along these tubes into my body. Then the sperm and cum juice get shot out through a tube which goes up the front of my penis here and out the top when I come. Does that make sense?" The man watched as the boy reached out again, this time quite deliberately, and gently touched the areas Jerry was talking about. Jerry's balls contracted slightly as Billy's fingers tingled the sensitive scrotum, tracing the sperm tubes under the skin to his groin, then following the ridge of his fleshy tower up to its bloated head, causing another pearly drop of essence to form at the slit. Billy slicked the drop off on his finger and put it straight to his mouth, sucking Jerry's man-juice with pleasure. He went to put his hand back on Jerry's cock but Jerry stopped him. "Uh uh, young man! You do that and I think I'll come. There's still a lot more I want to show you before then." Billy reluctantly settled back against the headboard again, but not before he adjusted his shorts, picking at his crotch and obviously settling a little stiff penis into a more comfortable position. "You got a stiffy from watching me, hey boy?" Jerry teased. "Yeah," Billy replied shyly and smiled. "Great. It means you like what you see. Your body is enjoying what I am doing. And what you are doing to me. Touch yourself if you want to, Billy. Keep those good feelings going." Jerry saw the lad's hands move back into his crotch and knew that Billy was too far gone now to pull out. He knew the young lad had been drawn into his fantasies and would do whatever he wanted. A couple of really blatantly sexual exhibitions now would set the scene for total abandonment from the boy later, total complience without any inhibition. Jerry had a hard job keeping himself under control. His cock was so hard it ached for release. It was not going to be long in coming. This was going to be the most erotic seduction of a young boy. And then Billy would be in for a real surprise. The Seduction of Billy CHAPTER 3 Jerry leaned back, away from the boy, opening his legs wider and drawing them up, raising his buttocks from the sheet. He felt his anus stretch as his legs spread. He saw Billy's eyes looking at him exposed so openly. Jerry had often looked at himself in a mirror, especially when he shaved the fine hairs from between his legs and he knew what the boy was seeing. His anus was a dark puckered ring, completely devoid of hair and quite unspoiled. He had had a few lovers over the years and, whilst he thoroughly enjoyed being fucked and did it whenever he could, he had always looked after himself and kept his anal opening well-oiled and pliable. He knew it still felt and looked quite virginal, not like some of the well-used ones he had seen and felt on some of his older lovers. He pulled the opening wider with his hands each side. "This is the second most important sexual part on a man, Billy, after his penis." "What? Where you do...you know..." "Where we shit from you mean? Don't be frightened of words, Billy. Yes it is where we shit from, but it is also where we can be fucked. Another man can put his cock inside there and give you the most incredible feelings. Or you can use a finger, or some other hard object." "Doesn't it hurt, though? I mean your thing is so big and hard, it wouldn't fit inside? Would it?" "You'd be surprised at how wide your arse-hole can stretch, Billy. Some men and women like having a fist put inside them, which is quite a bit thicker than a cock. It does hurt a bit when you get something first put in your anus, but it soon turns to pleasure." "But doesn't it get covered in....doesn't it smell?" "Sometimes it does, but it doesn't matter if those doing it love each other. All of the tastes and smells and parts of someone you love are very special. They become part of that love." "I don't think I'd like that, Jerry, having...you know...er...shit on me" "You might be surprised at what you do like, matey. Especially if it is done right." Jerry brought his legs higher, keeping his gaze on the young lad who was now leaning forward to see better. Their conversation had been almost just an automatic response to what was taking place. Jerry could sense Billy's fascination at what he was seeing and, in spite of what he was saying, could hear the curiosity behind his comments. The boy really didn't believe what he was saying. Jerry began stroking a finger over his opening, running it around the slightly raised sphincter muscle and touching into the reddened centre, gently pressing his finger inside his body to the first knuckle. He couldn't stop the moan that the sensation of that intrusion caused. He withdrew the finger and brought it to his mouth, coating it with saliva, tasting and smelling the musky flavour from within him. His moistened finger returned between his legs, seeking his centre once again. He spread his saliva over his anal opening, touching into the walls of his bowels. His breathing quickened and he felt his cock tightening even more, he could feel it pulsing with each pound of his heart. He was so turned on! "Can I touch you there, Jerry?" Danny's shy question was music to Jerry's ears and he took his hand from between his legs and gripped his buttocks again, spreading himself wide open. "Sure, little buddy. I said you can do what you want. I am here for you." His voice was husky with passion and excitement. He watched Billy's face, saw the lust now so evident in the boy's eyes and in the movements of his tongue and lips. The lad slowly, hesitantly, moved his hand towards Jerry's stretched sphincter. He was going to touch his teacher's bum hole! He couldn't believe it. This morning was becoming just so fantastic. He knew that Jerry liked him, he realised that after they had hugged last weekend and by the way his teacher had looked at him at school during the week. He had come here today hoping his man friend would hug him again, would want him to be here, would love him. And look what was happening! His teacher, his idol, was lying on the bed with no clothes on showing him his big stiff penis and dangling balls, he had tasted the stuff that kept leaking out of the man's cock and he was now going to touch him in a very private place. The boy's own penis was rock hard and hurting. Jerry moaned again as Billy touched his anus. The little boy felt lightly around the hard ring of muscle, his finger feeling the fine ridges of the contracted sphincter. He saw Jerry stretch himself wider and the dark opening into his body was exposed. It was like a magnet to the boy. His finger slid across the saliva moistened outer ring and slowly entered that dark core. He heard his teacher groan as his finger disappeared inside him. He felt the sphincter muscles close in on it as Jerry released his buttocks to run his hands up over his balls and throbbing shaft. Billy rotated his finger slowly, feeling the smooth, hot walls of the man's passage, amazed that he was actually doing this to a grown-up man. "Whoa, Billy! Go steady, man, or I'm going to come! We haven't finished yet." Jerry had to grab the boy's hand and stop his ministrations. He pulled his hand away from his body. "You're making me feel too excited. I'm going to come very soon and I want to show you something very special. Something I like doing very much. I'm going to suck myself until I come. If you want to, you can touch me there while I do it. But I have to get into position first. I can suck myself sitting up but I prefer it on my back. It doesn't put such a strain on my spine." Jerry eased himself to the centre of the bed and swivelled around, his head towards Billy. He brought his legs up and over his head, his body coming off the bed until he was resting on his shoulders. He eased a pillow under his head and spread his legs. His hard penis was now directly in front of his face, the sticky tip of it touching his lips. He licked the end, tasting his juices and knew it would take only a few decent sucks to bring him to orgasm. He glanced back up at the boy. He was watching intently, one hand still pressing into his crotch. The other he reached out and rested on Jerry's buttock, his fingers almost touching his anus. Jerry opened his legs wider and brought his knees down onto the bed, either side of his head, lowering his penis to touch his throat below his chin. He had spent many hours in gyms strengthening and developing flexibility in his spine and body, especially when he first discovered as a teenager it might be possible for him to put his erection into his mouth. He practiced positions and tecniques from then until he was able to comfortably take almost half of his length inside his mouth and was able to suck himself to ejaculation without discomfort. He loved the feel of his smooth, hard flesh in his mouth, loved to squeeze his hot, spongy glans between his tongue and the roof of his mouth, loved to taste his flesh and the juices that flowed from him, and especially loved the creamy spurting and salty taste of his climaxes. To be doing this in front of this gorgeous boy was a dream come true, and to have the boy actually encourage and participate was beyond his wildest fantasies! He eased his hips up higher bringing his penis back until it again pointed directly at his mouth. "Put your finger inside my arse," he said to Billy then thrust his hips downwards, sinking his shaft into his mouth. He wrapped his hand around its base, feeling his loose ball sac resting over the back of it. He groaned as he felt Billy's finger slide into his anus. Billy brought his other hand away from his crotch and stroked over Jerry's balls. Jerry sucked on his organ as he moved it in and out of his mouth. "Wow!" breathed Billy, his eyes wide in amazement. "I would never have believed you could do that! I would love to do that!" Jerry was unable to comment. In fact he couldn't hear what the boy was saying. He was aware however that Billy was transfixed by what he was doing. But it was only a fleeting thought. His penis was a rod of tingling nerve ends, his balls aching for release. He could feel his cock head swelling, flaring. He could feel the power beginning to surge from deep within him. Suddenly his cock convulsed and a jet of cum sprayed forcefully into his mouth, pounding the back of his throat. The force of the explosion caught him by surprise and he released his penis so he could swallow to clear his throat. The next burst sprayed along his cheek, a stream of thick white cream running from the corner of his mouth to his ear. He was only vaguely aware of Billy's gasps of delight, of the boy's finger delving deeply into his anus, of the clenching of his sphincter onto that small invader, of his balls being gently squeezed. Another spasm shook him and he jerked his cock back into his mouth, using his tongue to hold the jism back from filling his throat. The ejaculation was slightly less intense, the amount of fluid slightly less copious, but the feelings no less intense. A fourth thrust and more nectar spurted. Jerry moaned uncontrollably. It had never been as intense as this! Again he spurted. His mouth was filling with his sweet juice. He wanted to savor it but he had to swallow. It slid down his throat. He could taste and feel his cream all over his teeth and tongue. He sucked again as he felt another contraction beginning. This time the love fluid oozed from the end of his shaft. His orgasm was done. His pent-up excitement had been released. He kept his penis in his mouth, gently sucking the still hard organ as the spasms eased, feeling his sperm flowing now in gentle trickles. Billy felt his teacher relaxing and gently eased his finger out of the now loosened anus. He was over-awed by what he had witnessed. He kept his hands on the man's spread buttocks and looked down at his face. He still had that huge cock halfway buried in his mouth. His eyes were closed. Billy looked at the thick stream of man-juice that was slowly sliding down Jerry's cheek and had an uncontrollable urge to taste it. Was it like the pre-cum he had tasted earlier? He wanted to find out. Without hesitation he took a dollop on his finger and sucked it off. The saltier, creamier taste and texture was even better than the egg-white blandness of the pre-cum. This had a richness to it that the boy enjoyed and he understood why his teacher liked to take it in his own mouth. And along with the taste of the cum was an underlying musky odor, a slightly pungent but not unpleasant smell and taste. Billy realised that the finger he was sucking was the finger that had been buried inside his teacher's backside, that the smell and taste was that of Jerry's anus ... and he realised with surprise that he did like it, just as Jerry had said he might. He reached down and took the remaining sperm onto his finger and transferred it to his mouth, savouring its taste before swallowing. The flavour remained in his mouth like a pleasant sticky glue. He thought he could take a lot of that, wondering whether his teacher would give him more if he wanted it. He had no doubt he would now, after what they had just shared. Billy brought his gaze back to Jerry's balls, the source of that sweet nectar. They seemed to hang even more heavily, if that was possible. The skin glistened with a light film of sweat. The boy ran his finger over them, smiling as he saw the sac wrinkle up as he touched it. Jerry's eyes opened and he looked up at the young lad. He let his softening sex withdraw from his mouth. The head was plum coloured from his sucking. It dangled like a heavy, semi-hard slug above his face, glistening with his saliva. "Did you like that, matey?" he asked the boy. "Thank you for helping me. I would like to do the same for you some time." "That was awesome, Jerry! I didn't think you could do that. I guess it felt fantastic. You really seemed to enjoy it. I don't think I could do that, do you?" Billy asked, sitting back against the headboard again. His hands reluctantly left Jerry's body as the man slowly stretched back out, letting his body relax flat on the bed. "Maybe we could find out, Billy. If you want to." Jerry rolled onto his stomach and wriggled himself up the bed until he was level with Billy. His still firm penis dragged down between his legs. He felt its heat between his thighs. He spread his legs, letting air cool the sweat between his buttocks. It was really erotic to be naked in front of this clothed boy, but he now wanted to press home the advantage he felt he had gained with the lad. He touched Billy's leg, folding his hand around the boy's thigh, just below the leg of his shorts. He gently caressed the soft smooth skin, allowing his fingers to slip up under the shorts. "I would like to see you naked, Billy," he said softly. "I would like to undress you, to see your penis, to touch you all over. Will you let me?" His fingers moved higher up the thin leg. "Uuh.....I dunno, Jerry. I'm still a bit scared...." Jerry pressed his hand on Billy's upper thigh, gently squeezing. His fingers lightly grazed the boy's underpants. Then he slid his hand away, rolled over and swung his legs out of bed. He sat up on the edge of the bed and looked at the boy. He realised that probably the best way to have the boy do what he wanted was to not apply any pressure, to let him think it all through and reach the decision by himself to allow him to have his way. It was obvious he was torn by indecision. The messages he had been receiving through his young life regarding 'nasty' men and 'nasty' things were in real conflict with what he was feeling and experiencing while watching and touching Jerry. Jerry had no doubts that Billy so craved affection and love from a man that he would do anything to not cause the man to feel angry with him or to reject him. And he was right. The Seduction of Billy CHAPTER 4 Billy stood up, a look of disappointment on his face. "I'm sorry, Jerry. I would like to do things with you. I liked watching you ... and touching you. I want to be your friend. I just get shy. I don't know whether you will like me..." He moved around to stand shyly in front of Jerry, his hands hanging by his sides. Jerry took the boy by his arms, pulling him gently towards him, bringing him between his knees. "Hey, Billy. Don't feel bad.I meant what I said. I don't want you doing anything you feel uncomfortable about. I love you, matey. I will wait until you are ready. Until you love me enough to not feel shy or embarrassed. I love you like that already. That's why I let you see me like this, let you see all of me. It's why I don't feel embarrassed when you touch me, why I don't feel embarrassed when my cock gets stiff when I touch you, or when you see it stiff like this." Billy looked down and laughed. "It's gone stiff again!" he exclaimed, seeing Jerry's erect penis pointing straight up at him. Jerry looked down and laughed too. "It loves you, young fellow! It just wishes you loved it in return." "But I do, Jerry," Billy replied seriously. "I really do." Jerry stood up and pulled the small boy to him, wrapping his arms around the slender body and hugging him closely. Billy's arms wrapped around the man, and he pressed himself against his hard nude body. The boy only came up to Jerry's nipples, his arms squeezed just above his buttocks, his chest pressed against the solid shaft of his cock. Billy smelt the strong male smell of his friend, felt the firm muscles and smooth skin against his face and arms. He could clearly feel Jerry's huge organ against his chest and belly through the thin material of his tee-shirt, could feel the bulge of Jerry's balls when he pressed in closer, could even feel the man's pubic hairs. He might just as well be not wearing a shirt. With sudden determination he reached between their two bodies and quickly pulled his T-shirt up and pressed his bare skin against Jerry, gasping as he felt the burning heat of the man's penis on his cool flesh. Jerry groaned and squeezed Billy even tighter, his hands sliding down the boy's now bared back to the top of his shorts. Then he slid his hands back up to shoulders, lifting the T-shirt and bringing it over the boy's head. Billy leaned back slightly and raised his arms, allowing the shirt to be removed, then pressed back in to the naked man. The huge penis felt so good against his bare flesh. It reached almost to his nipples. Billy ground against it, rolling it between their two bodies. His own little penis was so hard it felt as though it could break off. He felt Jerry's hands slide back to his shorts. "Yeah...." he said softly into the man's chest. "You can take them off, Jerry." The man looked down at the youngster. "Do you really want me to?" Danny looked up. "Yes," he said more firmly. "I do want you to. I do love you, Jerry." "I know you do, matey. Thank you." He leaned down and kissed the boy, letting his lips gently brush the surprised lad's lips. Then, after only the briefest hesitation, he felt his kiss returned, Billy pressing his lips more firmly on his own, his mouth opening slightly and their tongues touching for a fleeting moment. Against his belly he could feel the boy's breaths quickening. He's ready for it, he thought, his penis thickening even more. He could feel pre-cum already starting to leak again and he was surprised. It normally took some time for him to become aroused again after coming and here he was aching again only minutes after having had one of his most intense orgasms ever. He knew the young boy he was holding was the cause and he knew he would soon be coming again because of him. Jerry eased his fingers under the waist band of Billy's shorts and gently pulled them down over the boy's firm buttocks, leaving his underpants still on. As he lowered them, he followed them down until he was on one knee in front of the boy, his face only inches away from that delightful protusion that caused the white cotton briefs to stick out. Billy let his hands rest on his teacher's shoulders and gazed down at himself. His breathing was shallow and his heart pumped rapidly. He couldn't believe this was happening! He was filled with a mixture of nervousness, a little apprehension and a great deal of sexual excitement. He was soon going to find out all those things he had heard the older kids whispering and snickering about at school. He had already seen and experienced things he had never even dreamed or heard of and he couldn't imagine what else was in store. All he knew was that he wanted to find out. He wanted to learn everything he could from this man kneeling naked at his feet. He lifted each foot and allowed his shorts to be removed completely then watched as the man's hands came back up to his hips. He could see Jerry's penis sticking out rigidly, thick and long, swaying each time he moved as Jerry leaned slightly backwards and he wanted to touch it again, to grab hold of it, to examine it minutely. He really wanted to love that solid fleshy organ, really wanted to taste its fluids, really wanted to make it a part of him. These urges surprised him as he had never even thought about anything like this in his life. He couldn't believe that what he had been warned about was true. Surely the feelings he was experiencing and the gentleness of this man weren't what was meant by 'nasty' and 'pervert' and all the other words that were used in those warnings. He realised he was no longer scared. He knew Jerry was not going to cause him harm. He gave himself over to his feelings and to the man's designs. Jerry leaned back, his hands resting on the boy's hips delighting in the feel of the warm, firm buttocks under his fingers, his eyes devouring the cotton covered groin in front of him. The small erection hiding behind the material poked out stiffly creating a pointed tent in the underpants. Its head seemed to be bent under the pressure. Jerry could make out the little bulge in the crutch of the pants where Billy's testes were cradled. "You are beautiful, matey," he told the boy softly, then leaned forward to press his face into the youngster's groin, kissing him gently where the leg of the underpants met the soft skin of his upper thigh. Jerry felt the hardness of the virgin little rod against his cheek, and the soft roundness of the boy's ball sac underneath as he moved his lips along the hairless groove of the boy's groin, letting his tongue caress the smoothness. He eased it under the rim of the underpants. He could just reach the beginnings of the bulge of Billy's pubic area, the very edge of the little penis and scrotum. He heard Billy moan. He teased for a moment then slid his mouth over the pants and onto the boy's genitals, covering them completely as he opened his mouth over them. He pulled the boy forward and pressed his tongue and lips around his organs, his tongue juggling the two little balls so delightfully defined by the pressure, his mouth coating the underpants with saliva and biting gently on the hard boy-shaft beneath. Billy's hands clenched in his hair, pressing Jerry's face harder into his groin. Jerry hooked his fingers over the band of the youngster's underpants at the back and slowly eased them over the boy's buttocks. He grazed the firm flesh with his knuckles as he drew them down, letting his fingers slide in between Billy's upper thighs as the pants slid below each cheek. The front of the underpants remained over the boy's sex, the stretching of the fabric as it was lowered pulling his stiff penis downwards and exposing the untanned base of the lad's belly. The backs of Jerry's fingers brushed against the ridge behind Billy's small ball sac and pressed up at his hidden anal opening. The man felt the boy's legs spread slightly, heard him moan and increased the upwards pressure between the smooth thighs. He was sure he could feel a spot of heat on his skin where it pressed against the boy's anus. Jerry moved his face back, gently tugging on the little rod before releasing it from his mouth. He gazed at the erotic sight before him. Billy stood with the underpants below his buttocks and low on his hips. The waistband was caught on the small erection jutting out in front and the organ was visible through the saliva soaked cotton. Billy's belly was flat and hard, the skin that was usually hidden by his bathers was a pale golden colour while that which was exposed was tanned a rich copper. Jerry could see that the boy's buttocks were that same pale gold. He wondered how long it would take for it to tan, knowing the boy would now have no hesitation at going naked around the house and in the yard and pool. He also wondered what Billy's mother would say if she saw her son tanned all over. It was only a fleeting thought. He couldn't worry about that, though. He had other things to take care of. He let his hands slide around the boy's upper legs, stroking over his hips and coming together over the flat belly. He brought them slowly downwards, teasing, gently touching. He felt Billy tensing as he took hold of the waistband of the underpants and gradually lowered them, tantalizingly exposing the little boy's genitals to his eyes. The little cock finally sprang free as the underpants released it and Jerry felt an overwhelming desire course through him. He had never seen anything so beautiful! His own organ throbbed and he knew his pre-cum was beginning to flow again. He let go of the underpants and they dropped to Billy's feet. He let his eyes feast on the delicacies before him. Billy's penis was only about the size of his finger but it was beautifully shaped, the shaft a straight, pale rod, unveined and smooth, the glans a rose pink crown with a delicate flair and a darker pink slit in its centre. The boy's balls were encased in a smooth, soft, almost transparent sac, both of them clearly visible through the thin skin. They hung surprisingly low, gently swaying with the boy's breathing. The child's groin was without even a fine down over it, just bare, tender skin. This tended to emphasise his sexual organs, to draw attention to those wonderful objects. Slowly Jerry reached out and touched each side of the young glans, his fingers gently pulling open the slit in its crown, exposing the red inner flesh to his eyes. He leaned forward and touched his tongue to this secret flesh, stroking it softly and tasting the sweet taste of the boy, the slight acidity of dried urine and a taste of as yet undeveloped boy juices. He slowly encased the organ in his mouth, hearing the boy gasp and feeling him tense up as he did so. He raised his hands and took hold of Billy's where they were clenched in his hair and he lowered them to his sides, pressing them in to the boy's sides and continuing to hold them reassuringly as he sucked on his tender root. The youngster gradually relaxed and Jerry felt him beginning to move his body backwards and forwards as he was fellated. The man increased the suction and his movements , letting his tongue stroke and tease the swollen head while his lips massaged the shaft. Faster and faster he moved and the boy responded. Suddenly the boy stiffened and cried out, thrusting himself deep into Jerry's mouth, squashing the man's face into his groin, pulling himself tightly against him. Jerry could feel the little rod spasming and jerking inside his mouth. He sucked and squeezed on it, trying to increase the boy's pleasure. Billy gave almost a scream and, to Jerry's surprise, he felt a spurt of fluid jet into his mouth. The penis jerked again and another spurt came out. Jerry kept the fluid in his mouth, savouring its sweet taste. It was just a little thicker than water and he knew this was Billy's first cum. The little boy was still shuddering, his cock still fluttering in Jerry's mouth, but there was no more discharge. He released Billy's hands and gently took hold of the lad's ball sac, softly squeezing the tender globes inside , feeling the boy quivering as he leaned in against him., feeling the tautness of his entire body slowly abating. Billy's knees seemed to be giving out under him from the sensations he had just experienced and Jerry tenderly swung him around and laid him back on the bed, raising himself to stand between the boy's spread legs, gazing lovingly down at the nude youngster. Billy lay with his eyes closed, his arms outstretched, his hands curled. His chest and stomach were rapidly rising and falling with his uneven breathing and his little penis, now a rosy red from Jerry's sucking, still stuck upwards even though it had begun to soften. Jerry feasted his eyes, letting his hands gently caress where he looked, stroking Billy's upper thighs, running lightly around his groin, tenderly touching the length of his cock and between his legs, sliding across the smooth flat belly, over the slowly settling chest to the hard, small boy nipples. His fingers conveyed love and tenderness to this beautiful body so totally vulnerable and helpless on his bed. He knew he had given Billy one of the most beautiful experiences he would ever have; and he was surprised to find he was also choked with emotion at the realisation he had not only created but had shared this wonderful event of his first ejaculation. He slid his hands down the exhausted boy until they cupped and held the now shrunken boysex. He softly ran his fingers over the little shaft, noting how the head had withdrawn inside the uncircumcised foreskin. This has gone way beyond my wildest expectations, he thought. And the morning has only just begun. THE SEDUCTION OF BILLY (was: Saturday Morning Self-Suck) CHAPTER 5 After a short while, Billy opened his eyes and looked dazedly up at the man standing between his spread legs, his hands gently stroking his now tender penis. "Oh, boy!" he said, his voice quivering. "What happened to me, Jerry? I thought I was going to faint. I have never felt anything like that before. Was that a cum?" "It sure was, Billy. I guess you are really growing up. I am surprised. I didn't think you were old enough or developed enough. Although I reckon your balls are big enough." He lifted the boy's sac and weighed it on his palm. "These beautiful nuggets certainly produced the sweetest tasting cum," he said, teasing the twin eggs around with his finger. Billy's penis began to lengthen again, the still-red crown slowly emerging from the foreskin like a hesitant snail from its shell. Jerry pressed his hand over it, feeling its growing hardness against his palm as he stroked the boy's lower belly beneath. His own cock was as rigid as an iron bar and jutted fiercely out over the supine boy. Its head glistened with his erotic juices. The sweet fresh taste of Billy remained in his mouth and on his tongue. He leaned forward over the youngster until he was looking down into his dreamy eyes. The boy looked up at him questioningly. Slowly Jerry lowered his mouth over the boy's. Their lips touched. Jerry gently ran his tongue around the boy's lips and felt them slowly parting. Billy's breathing was becoming more ragged but he didn't pull away. Jerry slowly insinuated his tongue between Billy's lips, caressing his teeth and then touching his tongue, transferring the boy's own taste to him. Billy was motionless for a moment and Jerry thought he might have gone too far, but the boy suddenly pressed his mouth hard against his and began sucking on Jerry's tongue, his own tongue trying to reach all parts of the man's mouth, trying to suck every remnant of his virgin juices he could find. Jerry's cock felt as though it would burst. Waves of pleasure surged up from his groin into his belly at the youngster's passion. The boy's arms moved around him, sliding up Jerry's back and pulling him down until he was lying on top of him, his huge hardness squashing against the boy's now rigid penis. It was too much. Jerry couldn't hold out any longer. He gave a muffled, surprised cry as his penis suddenly erupted. A stream of thick man-juice shot from its head and sprayed them both, causing Billy to jerk his head back in surprise. Jerry pushed up from Billy and the man and boy both looked downwards between their two bodies and watched a second spurt of white cream jet out, the force of it laying a trail from Billy's navel to his neck. "Wow! Would you look at that!" Billy gasped. Jerry was incapable of responding. He was totally lost in sensations. Waves of pleasure swept over him as he climaxed. Never had he experienced anything so intense, even more intense than his climax only minutes before. He would never have believed he could come again so soon, let alone without stroking or sucking himself, yet here he was spurting like he had never spurted before just from being kissed by this beautiful boy and being pressed against his small naked body. Jerry held himself up on extended arms while he came, allowing his cock to sway and jerk un-checked, spraying its load over the boy beneath him. His sperm pooled on the youngster, small rivulets running into the dips and hollows and down his sides like icing on a cake. Billy watched in fascination as the huge organ ejaculated. He loved the way the engorged head of Jerry's penis seemed to swell even larger and its slit opened just before each discharge. Then a gush of thick white fluid spurted out almost in slow motion towards him. He wanted one to shoot right up to his mouth. He wanted to mix his teacher's taste with his own. His body ached for that. He could feel the warm cream streaking his body across his chest and belly, it was even on his arms and hands. Without hesitation he brought a hand to his mouth and sucked the juice off its back, loving the salty taste and smooth texture, but loving also the fact that it came out of his teacher, out of his grown-up lover, out of someone he loved. It seemed as though the sharing of this most intimate of substances made him a part of the man's body himself, that they both became a part of each other. He brought his attention back to Jerry's penis and realised it had stopped discharging. As he looked at it, a thick thread of sperm leaked from its eye and stretched slowly downwards. Jerry was also watching and he moved himself slightly lower until the end of the thread touched the glans of Billy's stiff boycock. They both smiled as they watched the little head being slowly covered by the sticky fluid. It finally came away from Jerry's cock and dripped onto Billy's, flowing from there onto his belly . "Hey! I'm coming too!" he laughed, looking up at Jerry. "I guess you are," Jerry grinned back. He slowly lowered himself down gently onto the boy, wrapping his arms along the boy's sides, under his buttocks and pulling him into him. Billy's arms immediately wrapped around his back, hugging him tightly, enjoying the feel of the man's strength and nakedness. He felt enclosed in a warm, secure, fleshy cocoon. The two of them lay together for several minutes, neither of them moving nor talking. Jerry felt himself drifting pleasantly. This boy was like a drug. He was putting him on a real high. A high of unparallelled pleasure. He knew their relationship was deemed to be wrong in the eyes of the law and by a lot of people in this society, but the love he felt for this youngster and the love he could feel coming back to him could never be wrong or evil. He would never hurt the boy. He would never do anything Billy didn't want to do or didn't feel comfortable with. He was fairly certain that there was very little Billy would not do now, he felt that the boy trusted him completely to take care of him and to protect him, to keep him from harm; and he wouldn't betray that trust. And he felt that the boy was curious, that he wanted to learn everything he could; and Jerry felt that he was the one that could teach him, that he could ensure Billy would only experience pleasure in the learning, and wasn't that how learning should be? Jerry remembered how he had learned about sex from other kids and smutty jokes and toilet gropings and how haphazard those experiences had initially been. It wasn't until he had found an older, more experienced person, an adult neighbour of his parents, who really showed him what it was all about in a very tender and loving way that he became a truly sexual being, totally happy and satisfied with who and what he was. He would love to be able to do the same for Billy and have him remember back, in time, with the same love that Jerry remembered his sex teacher. He rolled onto his back, bringing Billy over on top of him. The boy's legs straddled his hips, their penises pressed together, the large one slowly softening, the small one like a bolt between them. Jerry kept hold of Billy's buttocks, tenderly squeezing and stroking the firm little mounds, cupping beneath them and letting his fingers rest in the valley between, opened to him by the boy's spread legs. He slid his hands down to the top of the youngster's legs, caressing inwards. He could feel Billy's scrotum touching his fingertips and he stroked around it's smooth contours, hearing the boy moan softly against his chest as he did so. He ran his fingers slowly along the ridge between the testes and anus, stopping just before he reached that sensitive and secret opening, then moving back again to Billy's balls. Billy squirmed his lower body, rolling Jerry's cock against his belly, feeling the man's sperm being spread over them both. He raised himself up, putting his hands on Jerry's chest, pressing against his hard nipples as he rose. He could hear the squelching, sticky sound of his skin parting from Jerry's caused by the mixture of sweat and man-fluids glueing them together and they both laughed. Billy sat upright, bringing his legs around until his feet were in Jerry's armpits and he was perched cheekily on Jerry's sex. Jerry took hold of the young lad's hips and wriggled him into a more comfortable position, settling his penis between the cleft of Billy's buttocks then sliding his hands up to the boy's slim waist. Billy stroked down Jerry's chest and belly, spreading the slowly drying fluids over his skin until he reached the head of Jerry's spent penis sticking out from beneath him. Jerry looked down to watch as the boy took hold of him and tenderly brought his now soft organ up beside his own stiffly up-thrust one. Even soft, Jerry's cock dwarfed the boy's. Billy looked down at the huge spongy thing in his hand, it's head raised beside his own small glans. He loved the soft, satiny feel of it, the heavy fullness of this grown-up penis. He ran his thumb over the large slit, rubbing a leaking globule of clear liquid around the crown and over onto his own . His penis was shiny red from excitement and a slick covering of Jerry's juices and he compared it to Jerry's, pleased that their shapes were the same, although Jerry's skin didn't come over the head of his when it was soft like his own did. Maybe his wouldn't when he was a man. His penis did look just like a miniature of Jerry's when it was stiff like this. He moved his hands back onto the man's organ. He put a thumb each side of the urethra and gently pulled the hole open so he could see inside. The hole was large, the inner flesh a bright pink colour and glistening with a thin coating of sticky gum. Billy touched the tip of his finger into the spread opening, drawing away a thin thread of sperm. He touched it across to his cock-head and the two organs were linked. He looked up at Jerry. "We're joined," he said smiling. Jerry was lying with his head raised on the pillows watching Billy examining their cocks, enjoying the feel of the boy's fingers on him and gently running his hands up and down Billy's hips, his hands curving around the boy's buttocks. "We certainly are," he replied. "In more ways than one. We have some of each other inside us and that is something really special." "I liked the taste of us," Billy said, "and I like feeling you, Jerry. It feels good sitting on you like this and playing with your thing. Do you like it?" "Like it?! I love it, Billy. You have a gorgeous little body and the greatest hands. I could eat you up you look so delicious." He squeezed the boy's buttocks firmly, pressing himself up against the spread nether regions. "I can't get enough of you." The boy giggled and blushed. "What would the mob at school say if they could see us? " "They would be green with envy," Jerry laughed. "At least some of the teachers would be of me." "I know one kid who would be jealous," Billy said , looking up at Jerry. "Johnny Carstairs." "Johnny Carstairs? The kid in the next class? How do you know him? He's a couple of years older than you, isn't he?" "He's just turned 13. Our folks are friends and he has stayed over a couple of nights at my place." Jerry feigned sternness. "Do you mean to tell me that I am NOT the first one to have his way with you?" "No...I mean yes...I mean Johnny and I didn't...." Billy stammered, not sure if Jerry was serious or not. Jerry laughed and squeezed the boy. "Hey...I'm only teasing, matey. I know all boys like to talk and experiment and things but I know no-one has done what I have done to you. Nor have they done what I intend to do to you as we go on." Billy gave a cheeky grin and squeezed Jerry's cock. "You mean there's more? What else can we do? Your thing is too soft to do anything with now isn't it?" "You little rascal. There's a whole lot I can do and I think you know it. Look what you've done." Billy's squeezing of Jerry's cock had caused a last creamy globule of cum to ooze from it. Billy swiped it off and put it on the end of his still hard boyhood, grinning at his handiwork. "I wish that was really my cum," he said. "Then I would make you eat it." Jerry laughed and pulled Billy towards him. "Cheeky bugger. Bring that little dick up here and I'll eat it anyway." Billy slid himself up Jerry's body, sliding his spread bottom over the man's still slick nudity, raising his legs until he was finally sitting on the top of Jerry's chest, legs either side of the man's head, his penis sticking upright in front of Jerry's chin. Jerry took hold of the small shaft and pulled it towards his mouth. It felt like a solid little bone between his fingers. The blob of sperm glistened on the swollen little head. Billy raised himself into a kneeling position, allowing Jerry easier access to his cock. His balls brushed against Jerry's stubbly chin, the prickling sensation not unpleasant. He gazed down and watched intently as his penis was slowly encased between Jerry's lips. "MMmmmmhhhh......" Jerry groaned with pleasure as he sucked the little boy-cock into his mouth once again and his mouth filled with the taste of his cum. He squeezed the boys buttocks wide open as he sucked on the shaft, moving him in and out in a steady rhythm. He could feel the boys soft scrotum grazing his chin and lower lip as he moved, his balls a soft weight on him. Soon Billy began thrusting of his own accord and Jerry could feel the little boy body tensing rapidly. He knew what was occurring and he reached behind the lad to caress the secret opening between his buttocks. No sooner did his finger touch that moist indent when Billy gave a loud cry and jammed himself hard against Jerry's mouth, his body shuddering and his penis spasming. The boy jerked and thrashed on top of him and Jerry concentrated on keeping with him, drawing out as much pleasure as he could for the youngster. There was no ejaculation but he had no doubt the boy's sensations were just as intense. He gazed up at Billy, saw his head thrown back, every muscle in his tight little body straining, his breath held as he climaxed. It was the most delightful thing he had ever seen, something he would not forget. He let his hands roam over the youngster's nudity, gently bringing the boy back to reality as his orgasm finally subsided. Billy slowly arched backwards, his legs bent under him beside Jerry's head, until he lay stretched out on top of the man, his head on Jerry's semi-hard organ , his arms outstretched as though crucified. He awkwardly unbent his legs and stretched them up the bed each side of Jerry's head then relaxed back onto his teacher's body. Jerry feasted his eyes on the beauty before him. With his head raised by the pillows and Billy spreadeagled on top of him, he had an unimpeded view of the boy, and he let his gaze focus on the jewels before him. Billy's ball sack had tightened and formed a wrinkled mound, above which his stubby penis, once again withdrawing into its sheath, thrust upwards. Beyond that tiny tower stretched the smooth nakedness of the boy and Jerry could feel the gossamer touch of Billy's fine hair over his balls and belly,and the weight of his head on top of his cock. Against the pale flesh of the boy's lower body, a noticeable brown mark traced the raised thin line that ran from the base of his penis, down the centre of the scrotum, along the ridge of the perineum towards the youngster's anus. Jerry couldn't see this treasure with Billy's legs down like they were. He brought his hands from his sides where they had slid as Billy had laid back and took the soft boy-sex in his palm. He squeezed the rubbery stalk gently in his fist then softly followed the line he could see with his index finger. Billy's balls tightened even more as Jerry's finger stroked over the crinkled skin, his testicles spread either side of the perineum. Jerry traced the line down between Billy's spread buttocks until his hand could go no further. He moved his hands to Billy's legs and raised them back over the boy, gently forcing them down until Billy was fully open to him, lying on his back in the foetal position, his legs splayed, knees against his chest, his body totally vulnerable and exposed. Billy knew he was being looked at in his most private of places, knew he was being examined intimately, but he lay quietly on top of Jerry. He wanted to be seen. He wanted to be open to everything this man wanted from him. His body ached to please him. He rolled his head to the side, feeling the man cock stirring yet again against his cheek. and he pressed his face against it. He loved its feel, its strength, its power, its excitement. He never wanted this time to end. Jerry was aware of Billy's complience, was aware of his breath on his penis when the boy turned his head, but his attention was focused on the sight in front of him. The boy's anus was barely visible, there was just a smooth indent in the groove between his buttocks, the faintest hint of a darker opening within. Billy's sphincter muscle was unstretched, virginal and discernable only by its slightly darker colour to the rest of his flesh. Jerry held his left arm pressed across the backs of Billy's thighs, holding the boy's legs apart and back over himself and he ran his right hand along the youngster's thigh and down to the wide spread buttock crease, letting it slide down the smooth firmness until it covered his anus. He pressed against it with his palm, feeling a spot of heat in the middle of his hand as it came in contact with Billy's centre. He gave the boy a moment to get used to being touched there, then he stroked firmly across it, allowing his fingers to slide deliberately over the slightly moist indent, feeling and hearing Billy's sharp intake of breath as he touched his core. He could feel rather than see the sphincter muscle and he put a finger each side of the opening and gently spread the boy's anus, allowing his eyes to gaze upon the pink inner entrance to his bowels. Jerry was entranced at the pureness of the boy. His whole lower regions were unblemished, unmarked, untouched until now. His hairlessness further enhanced his beauty. He raised his head and brought his face up to the boy, stopping only an inch or so from his skin. He breathed in the fresh, slightly tangy, slightly soapy smell of the youth. It was an intoxicating aroma to him. As if drawn by a magnet, his tongue came out and slowly swept up the pale valley and dipped down to taste the tender bud of the opened anus. Jerry ran his tongue around the tight anal ring, feeling it move under him, knowing that Billy didn't know whether to relax it or not to the would-be invader. He firmed his tongue into a point and gradually eased it lower and lower as he rimmed the boy and was finally rewarded as the muscle relaxed slightly and his tongue penetrated. The taste of Billy filled Jerry's senses, faintly salty, delicate musk. The boy moaned and rotated his lower body, grinding himself on Jerry's chest trying to get more of his tongue inside. Jerry felt his penis stiffening but knew he would not be able to do anything for a while, he could feel the tenderness in it from his two recent climaxes as it was pressed upon by the boy's head. He could see Billy's penis was still soft, jutting upwards as he lay curled up but completely encased in its sheath. There was little point in continuing at this stage. Billy was not going to go anywhere. He was as keen to experience everything as Jerry was to teach him. They could afford to relax, to calm their excitement down for a time. Jerry pushed his tongue as deeply as he could into the tight passage, his lips pressed around the boy's centre, then he gently lapped back around the rim. He did this several more times before he slowly withdrew his tongue and then his face away from the youngster and laid his head back on the pillow. Billy raised his head in surprise and looked down his body at his teacher. "Is anything wrong?" he asked, his voice tentative. "Did I do something not right?" "God, no, Billy. You are perfect. It's just I think we can relax for a little while. I don't want to wear us out. Besides, I need to take a leak, and we can both do with a shower to wash this dry cum off. OK?" "Yeah. Although that felt fantastic." Billy stretched himself out, then rolled off Jerry and stood up beside the bed. "I want you to do that again to me later. Will you?" Jerry swung himself upright and pulled Billy against him in a tight hug. "I sure will, boyo. Just try to stop me!" He held him for a long moment then playfully slapped the boy's bare buttock. "Now let's go and have that shower." THE SEDUCTION OF BILLY CHAPTER 6 The man and boy headed for the bathroom, playfully trying to slap the other's bare behind as they went along the passageway. Jerry's cock was half-erect, curving out in front of him and swaying as he moved, his balls swinging heavily. Billy's penis was a stub jutting from his groin, completely encased in its foreskin. His ball sac had loosened up again and his testes dangled between his thighs, the twin eggs clearly visible within their smooth casing. He ran in front of Jerry and into the large bathroom. Jerry feasted his eyes on the youngster, delighting in the beauty of the young body reflected in the mirrored room. There were endless reflections disappearing away into the distance, views from all sides; and Jerry blessed the day he had decided to put mirror panels on the three blank walls of his bathroom. They might be buggers to keep clean, but they certainly enhanced his viewing pleasure at a time like this. He must have known something like this was going to happen! Billy went straight to the toilet and lifted the seat. He stood holding his penis pointed into the bowl and watched in the mirror as Jerry came up behind him. The man stood behind him and put his hands on his shoulders. Billy could feel his thick penis brushing against his lower back. "I'd like to do that, matey. I'd like to hold you while you piss. May I?" Billy let himself go, his eyes locked with Jerry's in the mirror. Jerry ran his hands over the boy's shoulders, across his chest and down his belly into his pubes. They both watched their reflections as he took hold of Billy's boyhood between his thumb and forefinger and aimed it into the bowl. Billy felt Jerry's penis stiffening again against his back and his own penis began to harden in response. "Don't get hard or you won't be able to go," laughed Jerry, feeling the little organ lengthening. "That's it. Concentrate. Strain a little harder." He smiled at the boy in the mirror. He could feel the youngster tensing up trying to start the flow. "That's right. Let it come, Billy," he said as he felt the first movements inside the boy's penis. A thin stream of urine spurted from the boy's cock, splashing into the pool of water in the bottom of the toilet. The man and boy watched as the stream thickened. Billy giggled as Jerry moved his penis around, making patterns in the water and around the bowl with his piss. He couldn't help it, but his penis kept getting stiffer as the man squeezed and pointed it and he knew he would not be able to continue urinating. He felt the stream already beginning to close off because of the angle Jerry was holding him at. "I told you you'd not be able to go if you kept getting stiff," Jerry said as Billy's urinating ceased. He let go of the boy and his penis sprang up at a sixty degree angle. "Look at you! Hard as a rock." They both laughed and Billy tweaked it a couple of times causing it to quiver like an arrow vibrating in a solid target. "You're hard as well," he said to Jerry. "I can feel you behind me. You won't be able to take your leak either." "I guess I'll have to do it in the shower then," Jerry said, pulling the boy back against him. "Guess we'll both have to. Come on. Let's wash off and see what happens. Maybe we'll go down while we shower." He turned towards the glassed in shower recess and, leaning into the alcove, began adjusting the water. Billy came up behind him and reached around to hold Jerry's penis with both hands. "I don't want it to go down, Jerry," he said looking up at the man, a cheeky grin on his face. "I like it hard like this." He rubbed up and down the shaft. "Will it make you come again if I do this?" "It would....if I hadn't already come twice. I think it will take me a little while before I'll be able to again. It feels really nice, though, Billy. You can play with me as much as you like. Even if I don't come, I still get a lot of pleasure from you touching me. But we're here at the moment to have a shower and try to have a leak so let's do that, hey? There'll be plenty of time for all the rest. Okay?" Billy reluctantly released the man's hardness and followed him into the shower recess. The water was deliciously cool and made the drying fluids on their bodies slick again. They stood close together under the shower and Jerry began to ruball over Billy, his hands sliding easily over the smooth skin. He could feel the sliminess of his sperm gradually washing away from the boy's body as he worked over his chest and belly. His hands descended into Billy's groin, gently manipulating his hard penis and soft balls, rubbing up between his legs into the crevasse of his buttocks, tenderly cleansing around the virgin anus. The boy had his arms wrapped around Jerry's shoulders as the man leaned over to gain access to all of his body. Jerry knelt on the tiled floor and ran his hands up and down the length of Billy's thin legs, first the left, then the right, sliding from the boy's feet up to the top of his thighs. His hands then went back to the boy's sex. "You still feel like pissing, Billy?" he asked, holding the still erect boy-cock. "Yeah. I do, Jerry." "Well you can do it in here, matey. The water will wash it away. I bet you do it in the shower at home sometimes, don't you?" "Yeah. I guess...." "It's cool. I do it. Come on. I'd like you to. I'd like to watch you. I'm going to do it, too. Just like this..." Jerry suddenly began pissing as he knelt one knee on the tiles in front of Billy. A thick stream of urine arced up from his erection, splashing onto Billy's thigh and going higher to the boy's groin. Billy felt the hot flow and looked down and laughed when he saw what was happening. It was all he needed. His little penis began discharging its own load, his clear liquid spurting out and onto Jerry's chest. "Oh, yes, matey! That's right. Piss on me like that." Jerry directed the boy's stream onto his nipples, could feel it flowing hotter than the shower down his body. He pointed the cock at his own fountaining organ and they both watched as the two streams splashed and co-mingled. With his other hand Jerry took hold of himself and played his urine over Billy's groin, slowly standing upright as the stream began to lose force. The sweet-sour smell of their pissing filled the shower recess. Slowly their streams abated and they both stood breathless. It had been so exciting. Billy couldn't believe what they had done. He had never thought that pissing on someone, or being pissed on, could be anything but gross! It had turned out to be a real thrilling experience, almost as much as their sharing cum had been. Billy's ideas about so many things had really been challenged this morning and he wondered what else could be in store. He hugged the man beside him, wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing in against the wet, hard body. Jerry responded to the spontaneous show of love by returning the hug just as tightly. "I love you, Jerry," the boy said quietly, his head against Jerry's chest. "I'd do anything with you." "I love you too, matey. And I know you would." They stood silently for a long moment, the shower washing them gently. Then Jerry eased the boy from him, took the soap from its container and proceeded to wash them both down. Billy rubbed the lather over Jerry, paying particular attention to the now soft sexual organs of the man. Both of them were happy and relaxed and they both enjoyed the gentle ministrations of the other. "Okay, matey. I think we've had enough under here," Jerry finally said. "I'm starting to prune! I think it's time we had something to eat and then maybe a swim. Sound good?" "Sure does, Jerry," replied Billy, opening the shower door and stepping out. Jerry turned off the shower and stepped out behind the boy, taking a large soft towel from the holder. "Come here, young man," he said and wrapped the towel around Billy, patting the youngster dry. He then rubbed Billy's hair vigorously, making them both laugh as their penises jiggled with their movements. "Now its my turn," the boy said when Jerry had finished and proceeded to wipedown the man with a fresh towel. When he got to Jerry's penis and balls he spent as much time looking at and touching them as he did drying them, his small fingers tender and inquisitive. The man stood still and allowed the boy his exploration, his penis semi-hard. "How come your skin doesn't go over the end like mine? Did it grow too big for it?" Billy asked after a while. Jerry smiled. "No, matey. I have been circumcised. My foreskin was cut off when I was a baby. It was done much more then when I was young than it is today." "Foreskin? This bit here?" The boy pulled the flap of skin over his glans. "Jeez! I bet that hurt" "Fortunately I can't remember it being done!" laughed Jerry. He touched the stretched foreskin the boy held out then ran his finger around the boy's penis behind the bulge of its crown. "The skin is cut from here, where it actually joins your cock. It was done for religious and for supposed hygiene reasons but is not done so much now." Billy pulled his foreskin back down his penis, exposing the glans completely. "Mine would look like yours if I was circumcised, wouldn't it? Is it better, you know...for sex and that?" "I have no way of knowing, Billy. I guess it's a matter of personal preference. I like looking the way I do...but I love the way you look, too. I like seeing you come out like a little snail when you get stiff. I like the way just a little bit shows at the end when its soft." "And I like the way you look, too, Jerry. I think it makes you look bigger; and it looks like a soldier with a helmet on when it is stiff," the boy laughed. Jerry's cock was standing upright because of the conversation and the boy's ministrations and Billy squeezed it tightly. "Ouch! You little bugger! I'll get you for that!" Jerry cried and made a grab for Billy's penis. The boy ducked away laughing and made to run out of the room. Jerry lunged and caught the youngster's arm, pulling him around and to him. He grabbed the squealing boy and heaved him over his shoulder before he could squirm away again. He smacked the bare buttock beside his face. "Say you're sorry?" "No way!" Jerry playfully slapped across both buttocks. "Will you say sorry now?" Billy could hardly talk from laughing. "No. Put me down!" Jerry ran his hand over the boy's buttocks and along the crease between before smacking each cheek again. "I can do this all day, matey. In fact I might just do that." He was enjoying the feel of the naked lad squirming against him, could feel the softness of his genitalia against his shoulder. The boy beat his fists on Jerry's buttocks and kicked his legs. Jerry paddled his behind. Billy shrieked with laughter. Jerry beat a light tattoo on the bare skin. "All right. I give in, I'm sorry," the boy finally managed to gasp and he lay still, draped over the man. Jerry gently rubbed Billy's bare buttocks which had reddened from his slaps. "Good," he said. "But I'm going to keep you where you can't grab me again. At least not until I want you to. Okay?" "I don't mind," Billy responded. "It feels good up here." He ran his small hands down Jerry's back, stroking over the top of his buttocks then around to his stomach and up to his chest. The boy hugged himself onto Jerry. "Mmmmm. Feels great, Billy. Feels great. But we've got breakfast to get, then maybe a dip in the pool. And who knows what else we might get up to, hey? Its time we got going." Jerry held the lad around the legs and carried him out of the bathroom, fireman fashion. Billy couldn't keep his serious mood as they went down the passageway towards the kitchen and by the time they reached that room, he waslaughing and wriggling so much that Jerry had to put him down. "Okay, young man. Let's make some toast and a drink and we can go outside and have breakfast by the pool. Sound all right? You make the toast and I'll fix us drinks. You want juice or milk?" The man and boy busied themselves, enjoying being naked together and sharing their tasks, letting their bodies brush against each other at every opportunity and touching and stroking each other as they moved around the kitchen. Jerry was amazed at their easy rapport in such a short space of time. How he loved the boy. And how easily the boy had relaxed and enjoyed what was happening. The shyness and early embarassment had completely disappeared. It was replaced by an honesty and even a provocativeness in sexual awareness and growth. The boy seemed to realise the sexual power he had and was beginning to feel comfortable with using that power on a grown-up man and lover. Finally they had their meal prepared and went out into the courtyard. The courtyard was bounded on two sides by a creeper covered wall almost ten feet high, the house bordered the third side and a high timber fence with an almost concealed gate blocked the fourth. It was completely private, but large enough to not be claustrophobic. A rectangular pool filled a third of the paved area nearest the wall, its waters clear blue and inviting. The side of the courtyard nearest the house was still in shadow, the sunlight reaching to the edge of the pool and sparkling on the water. The day was already a scorcher at this early hour and they were quite happy to sit in the shade near the house. Jerry gave Lady a piece of toast and she settled under the wrought iron table at their feet. Billy sat opposite Jerry, every now and then reaching a foot out under the table to run up and down Jerry's leg, or to fondle the dog. Jerry's eyes enjoyed the sight of the youngster sitting naked in front of him, the lithe tanned body so slim and beautiful. "Tell me about Johnny, " Jerry asked as he finished the last piece of toast and reached for his coffee. "What did you mean about him being jealous?" Billy smiled. "He saw you taking a shower at school after P.E. one day and told me he liked looking at you. He said you had a big dick that he wanted to touch. He was right! And I get to touch it! That's why he'd be jealous." "He said that? That he wanted to touch my cock? And what did you say, hey?" Billy blushed. "I said I wanted to touch you too. Ever since I saw you undressed in the change room one day I wanted to see you again." He looked down. "That's why I came here last weekend. I saw you looking at me at the swimming carnival and I saw you watching me get changed afterwards. I saw you get a bulge in your bathers when you looked at me when I had nothing on." "But you turned your back when you saw me looking. I thought you didn't want to have anything to do with me, until last weekend." "I turned away because I was getting a stiffy because I knew you were looking and I was embarrassed. I didn't know what you would think." "I guess you now know what I was thinking, hey? Only good thoughts, matey. Only good thoughts. Naughty....but good." Billy laughed and got out of his seat and came around the table to Jerry. The man swung around and put his hands on the boy's hips as he stood in front of him, between his knees. He pulled him in to him until the boy was pressed against his belly and chest, their heads almost level. Jerry's penis stiffened, rising up between the boy's legs until it nestled under his balls. Billy's cock was hard, pressed against Jerry's belly. "I told Johnny I was going to come here and see you today. He said he'd like to come too but I talked him out of it. He wasn't very happy, but I'm glad I did," Billy said as he hugged against Jerry. "He is my best friend and we have talked about you and done things but I don't think we would have done anything if he'd been here. Would we?" "I don't know, Billy. Johnny's a really nice lad, I like him like I like you, but I didn't know he was interested in me. Maybe we would have all done things together like this, but I'm glad it was just you and me. I think you might have been too shy with someone else here, even if it was your best friend, don't you?" Jerry slid his hand between their two bodies and took hold of Billy's erection. "I might not have got to play with this if he'd been here," he said, rubbing the small shaft. Billy eased back to enable Jerry easier access to him and Jerry's penis sprang upright between them. The boy looked down at the engorged head and took the hot member between his two hands. Pre-cum again glistened onits tip and he ached to taste it again. "I...can I do to you what you did to me, Jerry? You know, when you took my cock in your mouth? Can I do that to you?" Jerry looked at the boy. "Are you sure, matey? I might come...I guess I probably will come if you do that. Will you mind if I come in your mouth? I don't want you to be caught unawares and not be prepared for what can and probably will happen." "I want to, Jerry. I want you to come in my mouth. When I saw you coming before, I wanted to have it happening in me. Will you tell me if I do it wrong?" "I sure will. Just take it steady, get into a rhythm and suck like you would on your thumb while moving backwards and forwards. And don't bite!" Billy knelt down between Jerry's legs, both hands wrapped around his thick erection, gently pulling it downwards towards his mouth. Jerry moaned as the boy brought his lips to the engorged crown and slowly licked the leaking pre-cum from its slit. He opened his lips and pressed forward, the huge adult penis slipping between them and filling his mouth, the satiny bulb and a half inch of shaft all that could fit in without it pressing against the back of his throat and making him gag. He began sucking, his tongue stroking and rubbing the underside of the swollen glans, his hands rubbing backwards and forwards along the shaft. He could taste the wonderful taste of Jerry's fluids as he forced them out of his penis and he began working harder to make the man come. He seemed to know instinctively what to do, seemed to find natural easy coordination between his mouth and his hands. Jerry's breathing quickened as the boy worked him and he put one hand behind the lad's head and his other around the base of his cock. His head was thrown back and his eyes closed as he gave himself over to the incredible sensations Billy was creating. His excitement rapidly increased, his penis becoming more and more sensitive with each suck of the boy's mouth. "Ooohhh, Billy," he gasped. "I'm going to come, matey. Uuuhhh! Ooooohhh! Here it comes..." Billy felt his teacher tensing up. He felt his penis hardening even more in his hands, felt the head swelling even larger inside his mouth. Then he felt the pulsing begin, a sharp spasm along the shaft and then a jet of fluid spurted in his mouth. It struck the back of his throat and filled what little space was left in his mouth and his immediate reaction was to jerk away, but the man was holding his head onto his penis and Billy had to swallow to overcome the feeling he was going to drown. The taste of the man filled his mouth and another burst of cum erupted. This time Billy was prepared and he kept the cream in his mouth, laving it around the swollen organ making it slick and smooth to his tongue. He squeezed his mouth harder around the pulsating manhood, feeling the spasms slowly becoming less intense, feeling the sperm beginning to ooze out, beginning to thicken into globs rather than the liquid of the first ejaculations. He could also feel his teacher beginning to relax, the hand sliding from his head to gently stroke his shoulders and neck, the other hand coming under his chin and caressing around the shaft between his lips. "Ooohhh, Billy! That was fantastic," Jerry finally managed to say, looking down at the boy still wrapped around the end of his softening penis. A dribble of sperm ran out of the corner of the youngster's mouth as he gently eased himself out, his cock flopping heavily as it withdrew. Billy wiped his mouth and looked up at Jerry. "Did I do good?" Jerry laughed and pulled the boy to him. "Good? That was the worst suck-off I've ever had! You are going to have to practice and practice until you get it right, young man. I might give that as your homework every day from now on! Unless I find out something else you do badly!" He squeezed Billy. "I'd tell you it was the best I've ever had, except I want you to do it over and over and you might not if you knew you were already nearly perfect." "I'll do it any time you want, Jerry. I really liked that. Especially making you come. It makes me feel...you know...sort of...grown up...or something. It gives me a really nice feeling I can't really explain. Except that its good. Real good." "You are perfect, matey," Jerry said, gently kissing the boy on the top of his head. Billy turned his face upwards and Jerry kissed him on the mouth, their tongues entwining. The whole situation that had developed was perfect. Really perfect. The SEDUCTION OF BILLY CHAPTER.7 SPLASH! Jerry leaned back in his chair and watched Billy dive into the pool. The young boy's body gleamed under the crystal clear water, shimmering against the blue tiles as he swam along the bottom. He was an excellent swimmer and swam the length of the pool underwater, surfacing at Jerry's end of the pool. He took a quick breath and turned back to go under the water again, his white buttocks flashing in the sunlight as he kicked his way down. The beauty of the "just turned eleven" year old youngster stirred Jerry and his eyes followed his lithe form through the pool. He felt wonderful. His penis was delightfully tender from its recent sucking and, even though he had already come three times since waking, he knew he would be able to continue to be aroused by this naked, beautiful boy. Just thinking about and watching him now caused Jerry's penis to swell. He ran his hands over his stomach and stroked along the curved organ, feeling how sensitive it still was to his touch. He let his hands lie in his lap, cradling himself. Billy was back-stroking his way slowly up the pool and Jerry could see his small penis cutting through the water like a miniature periscope on a giant submarine each time the boy thrust up from the water. Billy reached the end of the pool and turned onto his stomach and stood up, rested his arms on the edge and looked up at his teacher. "It's terrific, Jerry. You going to come in?" Jerry picked up his coffee, stood up and walked over to the edge, squatting down in front of the boy. He saw Billy's eyes flickering from his face to his groin. "I'm enjoying watching you, matey. I'll come in in a minute...when I finish my coffee." Billy gazed at the man before him, at the penis he had sucked on and made come just a short time ago. His penis stiffened under the water as he recollected the feel of it in his mouth and the wonderful taste of his teacher's fluids. And he remembered the power it made him feel, making a grown man give up his juices and having him want you to do it more. His eyes moved on to the ball sack hanging heavily beneath the thick cock. Jerry's testes seemed huge inside their smooth pouch as he looked up at them from below. He was also able to see up between Jerry's spread legs to his anus. His fingers twitched as the urge to re-enter that secret place surged through him. He reached out and touched Jerry's balls, holding them on the small palm of his hand, feeling them squirm and tighten as the coldness of his skin contacted the sun-warmed heat of Jerry's scrotum. The man's penis rested on his wrist. He looked up into his teacher's face. Jerry gave an involuntary jump as the boy's cold hand touched him but managed to not withdraw from that contact. He knew what was going through the young boy's head, knew what he wanted to do. He smiled gentle assent as Billy looked up, his eyes questioning and felt cold fingers stroke up between his buttocks to rest against his anus. Billy held eye contact as one wet finger slowly probed the puckered opening then slipped through the firm muscle into Jerry's bowels. The small digit felt icy in the heat of that dark tunnel which added to the sensations Jerry experienced. He eased himself forward, allowing Billy to slip his finger further inside him. "Oh, man. That's fantastic, Billy." he moaned, putting his coffee cup down and leaning backwards until he was half sitting, half lying on the warm concrete pool surround, his legs raised on the very edge of the pool, opening himself to the boy. He reached between his legs and gently took hold of Billy's hand and began moving it backwards and forwards, causing the boy's finger to slide in and out of his anus. After only a couple of assists, Billy realised what was expected of him and began finger-fucking Jerry of his own accord and Jerry let go. Billy took Jerry's rising penis in his other hand and held it upright, rubbing gently up and down its length as it hardened, keeping in rhythm with the finger moving in the man's hole. Jerry couldn't believe it. His cock was as active as a youngster's, going up and down like a yo-yo. He had not thought it possible he could be turned on so often and feel like he did so soon after coming so many times. He gave himself over to the pleasure Billy was creating. He doubted he could come again but the stroking of his hard shaft and the gentle finger fucking caused tingling sensations through his body that were as good as climaxing. He enjoyed watching the boy at work on him, seeing his gaze focused on his organs increased his own pleasure. Billy rubbed the loose skin up and down on Jerry's now rock-hard penis, letting his fingertips press in hard as they stroked up the urethra teasing more clear pre-cum out of its opening. He loved the feel of Jerry's cock in his hand, loved seeing it standing upright so close, loved seeing the swollen head deepen in colour as he squeezed upwards, loved watching it leak its sweet nectar...all because of him. He kept the finger of his other hand moving rhythmically in and out of his teacher's anus, feeling the anal muscle relax as he withdrew and tighten again as he pushed inwards. He watched his finger sliding in and out, seeing how Jerry's anus seemed to pulsate with the friction created. He gave a few more thrusts then slowly pulled out entirely and stroked around the puckered opening and along the man's crease towards his balls, taking the sack on his palm. His hand had warmed up and Jerry's balls again hung loose, each testicle resting heavily on his palm. He closed his hand around one, the other sliding off to hang to one side. He rolled the teste between his loosely clenched hand, feeling it slide easily like a well-greased egg. He tried to capture both of them together but they were too big to fit in his hand and he had to be content to alternate holding them. Their size and weight excited Billy. He hoped his, too, would become as big and as heavy as these when he grew older. They seemed to be so powerful and potent; and it was in them that the juices of manhood, of life, were created. The juices he had discovered this morning for the very first time. The juices he had tasted and found he now wanted more of. "Whoa, matey," Jerry said, sitting up and taking hold of Billy's hands. "I love what you are doing but there is more I want to teach you and now seems to be the right time." Without releasing Billy's hands, Jerry stood up, pulling the boy straight up out of the pool to stand dripping in front of him. "I thought it would be like that," he laughed, letting go of Billy's hands and taking hold of the lad's stiff penis. He put his other hand around the boy's cold back, gently pulling him in to him until his erection was touching Billy's chest. "I guess I am turning you on as much as you are me. I'm really pleased about that. I love your body, Billy, and it excites me even more when I know you feel the same about me. It means we will never be shy or embarrassed with each other, no matter what we say or do. Right?" He gently squeezed the boy's cock. Billy looked up at him and smiled, his hands sliding around Jerry's hips and clasping his buttocks. "Right, Jerry. I sure don't feel shy any more. I want to learn everything you can teach me." "Okay, Billy. I want to teach you now. Lie down. On your back." The boy moved back from the man and lay down on the warm concrete in the sunshine, feeling the heat soaking into his cold flesh. Jerry stood over him looking down on the vulnerable nude boy, water droplets on his body glistening in the sunlight, his little penis thrusting up rigidly, his balls withdrawn into his groin, the tightly contracted scrotum almost flat on his body a dark brown patch on his pale skin. Billy gazed up at his adult lover, his heart thumping in his chest, his body trembling in anticipation as much as from the coolness of the water drying on his skin. The smooth warm concrete felt good against his back, as did the man's gaze upon him, and he stretched out his arms and legs, surrendering himself totally to whatever was going to happen. Jerry knelt between Billy's open legs, his hands reaching under his knees and slowly raising the boy's legs back over his body, spreading them wider as he gently pressed them back until the boy's buttocks were raised from the concrete, his cheeks opened fully to expose the tender rosebud within to Jerry's gaze. He looked up at Billy's face and saw the boy was watching him, his eyes filled with a mixture of trust, love and lust. He smiled tenderly at the youngster then brought his eyes back to the object of his attentions. He used one arm to hold both legs back and spread and gently ran his other hand down the back of Billy's left thigh, over his pale buttock to stroke around the boy's pink, puckered anus, feeling the boy's involuntary twitch as his finger touched the tender centre. "Just let yourself go, matey," he said softly as he stroked around and across the tight opening, pressing progressively harder each time he felt the sphincter relax. "I'll stop if it hurts, or if you want me to." "It's okay, Jerry," Billy said breathlessly,"I don't want you to stop...." He gasped as the man's finger penetrated him. A wave of pleasure swept over him as the finger rotated around the rim of his anus and he could no longer speak. His hands clenched at the end of his outstretched arms, his head rolled from side to side as the finger slowly dug deeper within him. He gave himself over to the sensations the man was creating. Jerry watched his finger disappear inside Billy. It looked as though it entered straight through the smooth skin, the boy's anus was so pale as it stretched it could not be seen against his untanned flesh. But Jerry could feel the muscle gripping around his finger. He rotated it around the rim, feeling the hard ridge of muscle relax slightly as the boy got used to the sensations the invader was giving to him. After several minutes of stroking and teasing the boy's anal area Jerry leaned forward, bringing his mouth over Billy. He slowly withdrew his finger and pressed his mouth over the now reddened sphincter. He felt Billy gasp as he pressed his pointed tongue into the boy's centre, his saliva coating the entrance and allowing his tongue to slip easily inside. He forced it fully into Billy's bowels, it's thickness stretching the youngster's orifice wider. He tongue-fucked the boy, tasting and smelling the slightly chlorine tainted freshness of him as he pressed his legs even further back against his chest to open him even wider. Without removing his mouth or varying the rhythm of his tongue, he glanced up at Billy's face. The boy's head and upper body was arched back, the muscles of his belly and neck clearly defined. His eyes were closed and his mouth clenched, his head rocking from side to side. His penis was quivering, jutting fiercely back over his bare pubes, a clear thread of liquid dangling from its tip and glistening in the sunlight. Jerry reached up and took hold of the little boy-cock, wrapping his hand gently around it and squeezing in time with his thrusting tongue. Billy groaned. Jerry could sense the lad was very close to coming. He withdrew his tongue from Billy but kept his hand rhythmically milking his penis. Billy raised his head and looked down at his teacher, surprise and disappointment on his face. Jerry smiled back at him. "It's okay, matey. You're doing fine. I want to try something new though. I want to put my cock in you. I want to fuck you. Can I do that to you? I'll stop if it hurts too much but I'd really like to try." Billy looked at him, his eyes glazed with the erotic sensations the man was giving him. After only a slight hesitation, a slight feeling of trepidation at the size of Jerry's penis and how it would fit inside him, Billy realised he wanted to find out. He wanted to know everything this man could show him. He nodded his assent. Jerry raised the boy's buttocks and moved himself closer in, pulling Billy's lower body in towards his groin. He put saliva on his free hand and rubbed it around the swollen head of his shaft, mixing it with the pre-cum oozing from its slit until the top of his penis was slippery and glistening. Billy watched Jerry prepare himself, his hands moving into his own lap to hold his little rod. His balls were still withdrawn into his body. Jerry pushed down on his cock, bringing the glans to Billy's lubricated opening. He eased forward until the blunt head lightly pressed against the boy. "It's going to hurt a little bit, Billy, as I press into you. Try to relax down here. It will make it easier. Once the head goes in, I think you'll find it much easier and very exciting. I'll stop if it hurts too much. Okay?" Billy nodded. He wanted this to happen. He was a little bit scared but he would try to let Jerry in to him. He wanted to be fucked by him. He wanted Jerry to come inside him, wanted to feel what it was like to have a man's penis pulsating and squirting inside his body. He tried to relax. Jerry increased the pressure against Billy's anus, watching himself ever so slowly force the little boy's sphincter inwards. He wriggled his hips slightly, causing his shaft to come at the opening from different angles, each rotation easing the delicate entrance apart. He could see the tip of his penis beginning to disappear inside, could see the anal muscle stretching around his flesh, squeezing him tightly. Billy moaned and tensed up. "Easy, matey," Jerry soothed, holding himself still. "I'm nearly inside you. Keep trying to relax. You feel absolutely wonderful." He gently stroked around his shaft where it joined Billy, his fingers caressing the tightened skin, trying to soothe him. He felt Billy relax under his ministrations. After a few moments, Jerry again exerted pressure, his hardness forcing itself deeper into the boy. Suddenly Billy yelped and arched up, his body jerking. The head of Jerry's cock had slipped through the sphincter and the boy's anus was spread widely open by his thick shaft. Jerry could feel the tight muscle clenching behind his glans and he immediately stopped, allowing the boy to become accustomed to the invasion. "Oow! It hurts, Jerry. I feel like I'm splitting open!" Billy clutched at Jerry, a look of pain on his face. "I don't think you will fit. It's hurting." Jerry stroked the boy gently, leaving himself unmoving inside him. He felt himself encased in a hot, tight sheath and the sensation was incredible, but concern for Billy and the desire not to cause him any distress over-rode his thoughts and actions. "I know it hurts, buddy. But it will ease off in a minute as you get used to me being in there. Just give it a little time and see what happens. If you are still hurting, we'll stop. And that's okay. I want it to be a wonderful experience for you. It might take a while before we can do it." He smiled. "I really know I'm the first one, don't I. You are really tight. You feel beautiful." Jerry felt Billy relaxing again and he kept up his gentle stroking, running his hands up and down the boy's body, gently squeezing his now soft boy cock each time he stroked over it. "It's starting to feel all right now, Jerry," Billy said after a minute or so. "Its not hurting as much. I'd like to try again." "I'll only go in a little way, Billy. Just keep as relaxed as you can." As he spoke, Jerry eased himself deeper into the boy. His penis moved in easily for a couple of millemetres as the thinner part behind the glans passed through the tight muscle, but as the broader shaft began to spread him wider, Billy again cried out in pain, causing the man to stop again. "It's fine, Billy. I won't go any deeper. I know I'm going to hurt you more if I try. I think you need a smaller cock inside you first, before mine will go in. I guess I'll just have to finger fuck you a few times." "I'm sorry, Jerry," Billy said, tears beginning to form in his eyes. "I really did want you to come inside me. I wanted to make you come. I wanted to have you do it to me. I'm sorry I can't." "Hey, buddy boy. I am inside you. That's more than enough for me. You are pleasing me very much. I can come very easily just in this far if you want me to, though. I don't need to be right in deep. Do you want me to come? I don't think it will hurt any more." "Yes, Jerry. I do want you to come in me if you can." Billy smiled up at his teacher. "I don't think it will take me long, matey. Just hang in there..." Jerry began moving himself ever so slightly inside the boy, rubbing the thinner half inch or so of his penis from behind the glans to his circumcision rim backwards and forwards in the tight boy tunnel. Billy's rectum squeezed around the hard shaft while Jerry's knob filled his cavity. He grunted each time the man eased forward. He knew Jerry was being very gentle and only moving minimally, but it felt as though he was being split wide apart. He was determined to have Jerry come inside him , though, and he could put up with the pain. In fact the pain was only when Jerry pushed inwards. The smooth friction of the man's cock against his inner flesh was causing extremely pleasurable sensations; and as the bulge of the head moved over one spot in particular, Billy felt a warm tingling burst through his groin. His penis was once again jutting stiffly upwards. "Hey! Mr Williams?.....Billy?......" "Aaagghh!" Billy almost squealed with pain as Jerry suddenly lurched and drove his cock deeper into his tender anus. Someone was calling out to them both from the other side of the gate. It sounded like Johnny! "Jesus, I'm sorry, buddy!" Jerry said apologetically, his voice low. "That startled me. Don't make a noise. I won't move again. Someone's out there. If we're quiet, whoever it is will go away." "Hey, Mr Williams? Billy? Are you there?" "It's Johnny, Jerry," Billy whispered. "He knows I'm here and he said he might come around. My bike is against the garage." Jerry frowned. "You should have told me he might have come. He mustn't see us like this." Jerry slowly withdrew his still hard cock out of Billy and the boy grunted as his sphincter released the thick head. The man gently stroked the tender swollen red flesh of the youngster's hole and leaned down and lovingly kissed the boy looking up at him. "I'm sorry, matey, but we'll have to finish this later. I think we had both better get in the pool before Johnny opens that gate." They both heard the gate lock being tested. Billy smiled up at him. "I locked the gate when I brought the toast out here. I didn't want anyone walking in on us." "You little smarty." Jerry laughed and smacked Billy playfully on his butt. "Now I've got to go over there and un-lock it! Like this!" He stood up, his erection still thrusting upwards, shiny from his saliva and pre-cum in Billy's anus. He rubbed it, desperately trying to ease it into flaccidity. "Johnny won't mind seeing that," Billy said as he sat up. "In fact I think he would enjoy it." "I would, too," grinned Jerry. "But I think it might be too much of a shock if he saw it straight away. Go on, get back in the pool. If he sees you're stiff like that he'll know what we've been up to." "He's all right," Billy protested, but Jerry cut him off. "I said right at the beginning, matey, that what we did here was between you and me. No-one else. Right? I'd like nothing better than to do with Johnny what we have been doing...and I know you would like it too. But we don't know whether Johnny wants to or not. Really. He's the only one who can decide that and it's not up to us to force it on him. If he doesn't want to, then we mustn't let him know what we have been doing. Do you understand, Billy? It could cause a lot of trouble." While he was talking to Billy, Jerry had moved over to a steel locker against the back wall of the house. "Here," he said, throwing a pair of swimmers to Billy. "You'd better put these on. They'll be a bit big, but they're the smallest pair I have. Then hop back in the pool." Jerry watched Billy tug on the Speedos which hung baggily off his small hips. He pulled on a pair himself and, as the boy slid back into the water, he tried to ease his softening cock into a less obvious bulge and walked over towards the gate. "Just a minute, Johnny. I'll open the gate for you'" he called to the boy outside who was still trying to turn the handle on his side of the gate. As he approached the gate, Jerry wondered what was going to happen when Johnny joined them. It could either spoil the rest of his plans for Billy, or be the most fantastic realisation of his wildest fantasies. Then he realised how unfair that thought was. He would enjoy having both Johnny and Billy here at his house, in his pool. Here where he could enjoy watching them all day. Regardless of whether there was sex or not, it would be a most fantastic day. Jerry unlocked the gate to let Johnny come in to join them. And there will be more..........................