Date: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 05:03:52 +0000
From: marianasdeep5@hushmail.com
Subject: The Tails of Tim (chapter 2)

Please post the following story at Gay Male Adult / Youth, part 2 of
The Tails of Tim, and to my author archive:
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#marianasdeep
Please support Nifty.  They make all of this possible.  Authors enjoy
feedback, so please write.  I like to write what I like to read, so if
you have found any similar authors you enjoy, please recommend them.
Could you imagine if Nifty could host/maintain a discussion thread
(comments) for each story?  It would be a great way to exchange
feedback with authors and fellow readers.  Anything is possible if
they're funded enough!   http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html

I've been writing awhile on Nifty and have an author's archive
that I hope you have found, or will find, and will enjoy reading the
other stories.  http://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#marianasdeep

Chapter II

In chapter one, we covered the hierarchy, authority, humiliation,
experienced boy, seduction, deflowering, and conquest aspects of
fucking Ricky.  But how did it all get started?  Obviously it all
started with desire.  So what about this desire?  Is it mutual?
You'll have an easier time bedding a boy if it is, but given the age
difference, the desire is usually not mutual.  If you're good, the
lust is eventually mutual however.  You've got to get the boy turned
on, or at least accepting of your advances.  So another question might
be:  how do you angle desire towards an encounter with a boy, and
ultimately into a fuck?

Desire:  Ricky's allure

Desire?  Let's rephrase that, so why Ricky?  I guess the more
general question is how do I pick out the boys I'm going to fuck,
and fine, I'll use Ricky as an example to answer that.  First of
all, and this is a "well dah," I go for the hot ones, and Ricky is
hot.  Thin build.  Sorry to be so typical, but come on, no chubs with
boys.  If I want voluptuous, I'll go fuck a woman, which I already
told you I do.  But not just thin boys, I want athletic.  Not some
stupid jock or overly buff dude for his age, but toned.  And let me
tell you, Ricky was the Adonis of toned.  I think you read that he was
on a swim team?  It showed.  6 packed abs, strong arms, muscular,
streamlined butt, again though, Adonis not Atlas, not a pug, just
efficient.  It's about proportion.  Small or big, can the boy pull
his minimum 3 chin-ups that 75% of Americans can't, including boys.
To his credit Ricky can.  His chest indicates his stroke must be the
butterfly.  Speaking of chest, a boy's got to have big nipples too,
quarter-sized; I'll settle for nickels, but not dimes.  I've got
to know I'll have something to suck on when I get that far.  Big
nipples are a good sign they'll bottom too, especially if they have
any nipple sensitivity, the puffy nipples that mark that they are
going through puberty.  Once their puffy tits are sucked, the
confusion's usually enough to emasculate them the rest of the way,
makes them submissive enough to offer up their ass for cock.  Ricky
had puffy Kennedy 50 cent pieces.  Need I say more?  Sucking his tits
made him cum like a bitch in heat, then he rolled over to receive his
butt fucking, surrendered to his breeding.  Cock size?  Doesn't
matter.  Either way it's a turn on.  If it's small, it feeds right
into their sexual insecurity.  Small dicked boys need to be fucked
hard.  If it's big, he's virile, shouldn't be getting fucked in
the first place, and it's exciting to know I'm fucking him,
downing a stallion, re-ordering his universe.  Ricky was small dicked.
 I fucked him hard.

But most importantly, it was Ricky's ass that drew me to him.
That's also a "well dah."  If you're interested in fucking
boys and not just sucking them off, the butt is the attraction to a
boy.  I'm attracted to small butts.  No chubs as I said, but we're
not even talking plump.  We're talking tight.  Now there's a
possibility of confusion here.  Tight is not about sphincter
grip—though that's why we go for virgin boycunt—it's about
proportionately small, a boy's butt.  But it's gotta be round, no
flat-asses.  Butt shape is something I can assess in jeans, tight
shorts, or preferably a swimsuit.  If I'm privy to them nude for
further assessment, I allow one skin crease along the bottom of each
butt cheek, between butt and leg, if that's what it takes to fill it
out, round.  The crease under each butt cheek, and his crack parting
them up the middle, combine to form a little arrow pointing which way
cock is supposed to go, one of the delightful bonuses of rear nudity.
A butt a little bit wider at the bottom than at the top is ok, but no
pear shapes.  A crack has to be a little bit wider at the bottom than
at the top to access the asshole anyway.  After his first fuck, his
asshole is going to be more accessible for future fucks.  His crack is
going to be opened a little bit wider at the bottom, and his hole is
going to be stretched longer up his crack, no longer round.  In fact,
a round asshole is part of my virginity test, something I'm looking
for in the camp's communal shower, or better in those post spanking
inspections.  Nudity alone doesn't afford you this assessment, they
need to be bending over or at least have their legs spread, but if you
can inspect this closely, a nice round unused asshole adds to my
attraction to a boy's butt.  It needs stretching.

I find the wide-hipped boys take cock a little better, though I've
fucked plenty a boy where it seems the only thing defining his bottom
when those skinny hips are bent over is his hole.  You have to bend
those boys over a little more, you know, when he's in doggy, fold him
back more so his butt hangs over his ankles, behind his knees.  That
way you can fuck up against his inner thigh; you need something you
can bounce off of.  Soft butt pillow fucks are cozy, but I prefer
no-flab muscular butts with bounce.  Ricky had plenty of firm butt to
bounce off of.  It was fun riding him.

Ricky also had those long legs and smooth inner thighs so typical of
pubescent boys.  Now pubescent and even pre-pubescent boys are
disproportionate by nature.  All those growth spurts.  If the boy has
a tight ass on some long coltish legs, he's gonna be in my bed with
a cock up his ass before he knew what happened.  Have you ever noticed
that there's not much difference between a boy like that and the
Barbie doll ideal we strive for in women?  Boys and girls are not yet
gender differentiated, but boys are the only ones that consistently
carry that ideal.  And you wonder why I'm attracted to boys?  The
butt is the attraction; it's what you're going to fuck, so it's
the lure.  And most boys don't even know their butt is a walking
cunt advertising for cock.  That's what makes taking it such a
thrill.  The surprise as they're learning that their butt is a cock
magnet and fuckable.

Angling for the Encounter:  Ricky's a lure

Desire leads you to the boy, but what path do you take to get both of
you to where you want to go?  And I mean the plural sense of "you"
on that last one, the boy wanting to go there too:  seduction.

Well first off, you don't go and waste your time on a boy who
won't go there.  You're looking for a bottom, both his butt and
his role.  I discussed in previous chapters how you can identify
bottom boys because they're usually whiners.  Ricky is definitely
whining in his story to Nifty, and he definitely was whining during
sex.  But outside of that, he was a pretty confident boy with few
complaints, the product of being a rich brat.  So outside of whining,
another thing you can look for is a boy advertising.  You know then
that they're looking for something, trying to show off their bodies
in hopes of attracting something to them.   If they're advertising
their ass, as opposed to their bulge or upper chest and biceps,
they're looking to get butt fucked rather than to fuck, even if they
aren't sure that is what they're looking for.

Ricky was definitely advertising his ass.  The first day of camp, he
got off the bus wearing a pair of Land's End camping shorts.  As
much as I love the cutoff shorts his cabin mates were wearing, the way
they outline the butt—especially Levi's, the shorter the
better—Ricky's Land's Ends hugged his hips if not his legs, and
made his ass look mighty fine, innocent for the taking.  Next, all the
boys went into the shower room near the pool to get changed for their
swim test.  Ricky came out wearing a Speedo, one of the only boys to
be sporting one.  He said he was on a swim team and it showed, passed
his swim test with flying colors.  But believe me, if you know boys,
you know that they definitely know their butts are exciting, even if
they don't know why, don't know their butts can be fucked.  Butt
excitement is why Ricky and his fellow cabin mates were giving each
other a striptease show that night when I caught them.  So the same
rules about butt display apply to boys as they do for guys.  If he's
wearing a Speedo, he's either trying to strut his stuff—his junk,
his bulge--for the ladies, or he's hoping to attract a cock to take
his ass.  The only difference between an advertising guy and an
advertising boy is that the boy doesn't know what he's advertising
for:  1) women haven't crossed his mind much yet, they're still
somewhat "ew, girls, yuck" to him, even at eleven, 2) he has
little or no cock to speak of, but neither do his friends, and 3) he
doesn't even realize a cock can take his ass.  So with no cock to
speak of, if he's wearing a Speedo he's advertising his ass to
arouse some of that aforementioned butt excitement his way, and a kid
that much into butt excitement wants to get fucked, even if he
doesn't realize it.  And here's Ricky, one of the only boys at an
all-boys camp wearing a Speedo.  He may as well have been wearing a
sign that said,"fuck me hard" which eventually I obliged.  Do you
think he was trying to attract a female staffer, a lifeguard or
something?  An eleven year old with no cock to speak of?  True, he
wasn't cruising camp at eleven either, but he definitely wanted to
show what he had, and what he had was his irresistible butt.  Why else
was he stripping that night with the boys?  Seeing Ricky in his Speedo
on the pool deck for the first time cinched it.  He wanted it and I
just had to fuck him.

But Ricky's Land's End shorts also let me know it was going to be
a bit of a challenge to bed him.  See, Land's End say two things
right off the bat.  One, he's from well-to-do land, unlike his
ne're-do-well friend Tom, which means he hasn't had any hardships,
no abuse, has "enlightened parents" (his words), so he's not
even been spanked, and could use some challenges in life.  I
ultimately gave him some.  And two, he's a good boy.  Life isn't
capricious, so he returns consistently good behavior, and has
expectations of respect.  Now this is a problem for me.  Not that
I've got it out for good kids, rather their goodness presents a
logistical challenge.   See, spanking is my tactic, but that takes a
naughty boy to start a session.  What do I mean?  Say you want to fuck
a boy.  You've got two challenges ahead of you.  One, you've got
to get him alone, and two, you've got to get his clothes off, or at
least his shorts and underwear down.  Spanking is perfect for that.
It's also fun—more on that later.  And it kills two birds with one
stone.  If you're a disciplinarian, you don't have to put up with
their bullshit.  But you've gotta let them fuck up or you won't be
able to fuck them up.  That's a problem with a boy like Ricky, so
for boys like him, there's framing.

What Ricky doesn't realize is that I arranged to have him get caught
nude dancing in the cabin that night.  One of his fellow strippers,
Danny, had been in trouble with me before, in fact, a couple of times.
 Like I said, I often give my boys a choice between spanking and a
sexual way out.  Danny didn't like sucking cock and didn't like
having one up his ass the first time he was in trouble with me, so the
second time, I didn't even offer the spanking option.  The choice
was either to take a cock up his butt again, or frame Ricky.  Knowing
full well what he was going to choose, I knew my plan was already
hatched for getting Ricky.  I was getting hard just thinking about it.
 All I had to do was just let Danny figure out how we might entangle
Ricky.  Nothing like a friend to know a target boy's deviousness, even
for a good boy.  Danny told me that Ricky liked to flashlight strip.
I guess the cabin had already been doing that a couple of times after
lights-out.  I said perfect, told Danny I would leave for an hour
after lights-out, and that he was then to start a stripping session
with Ricky involved.  You know from Ricky's account that I caught
Danny, Tom, Joe, and Ricky in the striptease act, and soon had these
little ingrates lined up outside my door for spankings.  I'll save the
details for the next installment.

Stay tuned for the next chapters. Comments and feedback welcomed:
marianasdeep5@hushmail.com