Date: Fri, 19 Dec 2003 14:53:39 -0800 (PST)
From: dick gozinya <boybottomzup@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tooth Fairy Chapter 1 (M/b, Ped, Oral, 1st Time)

Title: Tooth Fairy

Pairing/Activity Codes: M/b, Ped

Author: Boybottomzup

Email: Boybottomzup@yahoo.com

Warning- This story depicts a first sexual encounter between a grown man
and a young boy.  One of which is gay.  If you do not want to read this or
know this material or you're under the legal age in your area for this
material then DO NOT READ ANY farther.


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The Tooth Fairy

Chapter 1


The morning had started out very boring.  It was a usual Tuesday morning,
awake at 6 AM and out the door by 7.  During this one hour period I usually
make a little breakfast.  Something simple that a single guy always
prepares.  I should be more accurate, not only am I single but I also am
gay and very fixated on cute sexy boys.  I did the usual morning shave and
a shower but left my mustache nice and neat.  And out the door I went.


I drove through a very prestigious neighborhood.  Million dollar homes
lined each side of the street.  Every yard was manicured with a lush green
lawn and copious amounts of flower beds.  Each home was unique in design
but the overall theme of the neighborhood was Mediterranean.  I can't
believe that at 9:30 AM the temperature has already reached 78 degrees.  I
know this day will turn out to be one of the warmest in recent history.
Luckily I am in my new white work van.  The Broadband Internet company I
work for was kind enough to install Air Conditioning.  Slowly motoring down
the street I watched the many kids play in their front yards.  A small
group of boys, who had to be about 12 or 13, were playing basketball in a
driveway.  Every boy was shirtless.  Slowing my vehicle I watched them
bouncing back and forth, jumping into the air and aiming for the basket.
Their chests were smooth, some were semi muscular.  They were at the age
when their bodies were starting to develop.  I imagined them playing
basketball with no clothes on.  Thinking how each boy was different from
the other.  Some cocks were probably cut while others still had their
foreskin attached.  Some ball sacks were tight and hairless while others
were loose and sprouting fine hair.  This is a new route for me and believe
me I am enjoying it.  My 30 year old cock is firm and pressing at the seams
of my underwear.  I continued driving down the street.


After leaving those boys behind I turned the last corner and found the
house that needed the Broadband Internet connection.  This was my second
customer of the day.  While turning into the brick paved driveway I
noticed, two houses down, one blond haired boy sprinting in my direction.
The child wore nothing but a Speedo swimsuit.  His feet were not covered by
shoes, his chest was bare and his hair was still wet from the neighbors
pool he just left.  He continued to run until he stopped at my door as
turned off the engine.  I could tell he was very excited about me being
here because he did not stand still.  He was half running and jumping next
to my vehicle.  I took a moment to stare at his fine body.  From his height
and slender chest and after gazing at the small bulge in his tight fitting
Speedo that he must be around 8 years old.  The boy had a golden brown tan
that made his wet blond hair even more blond.  The tiny clothe that covered
the boy was yellow with vertical black stripes.  This was forever my
favorite style of swimsuit.  First of all the Speedo brand is a favorite of
all men who desire boys but with the vertical black stripes it made this
small boy very sexy.  The vertical stripes on any swimsuit always enhances
a bulge even when it is a prepubescent boy.  As he jumped around I took
notice of his fairly muscular butt.  It was far from being a bubble butt
but it was not flat either.  What I wouldn't do to jump out of my van and
strip him naked right now.


Reality set in and I opened the door to greet the child.  "Hello sport!, Is
your last name Larson?"  Smiling down at the boy whose height reached just
above my navel.


"Ya!  You're here to get me on the internet aren't you?"  The boy asked.
His feet kept moving shifting his weight from one leg to the other causing
his hips to shift side to side.  I could see the small outline of his balls
and dick touch the side of his left leg and then shift and touch the other.
He finally reached one hand out and took hold of my left hand.  I felt
electricity shoot up my arm from his innocent touch.  He dragged me across
the driveway, up the front walkway to the front door.  He opened it to the
non-air conditioned foyer where he attempted to pull me in.  I was
surprised by her choice to not run the air conditioning on a day like
today.


I stopped the boy from dragging me into the house.  He turned his head to
face me and looked at me with his beautiful green eyes.  "I can't go in
unless your mother or father is home.  Sorry little dude.  Please call your
mom to the door for me.  Ok, sport?"  I said.  His small soft hand slipped
from mine as he turned and ran into the house to get his parent.  As the
boy ran inside I savored the site of his perfect little butt as each cheek
took turns raising and then lowering underneath the elastic swimsuit.  A
few moments later a middle aged woman dressed in simple jeans and a shirt
greeted me at the door.  Her little angle was parked right by her side
watching me as I introduced myself to his mother.


"I am sorry," she said.  "I didn't hear the door bell.  I hope you weren't
waiting long."


"Not long at all."  I explained to her that I didn't even have a chance to
ring the door bell because of her very anxious son.  As I explained this I
smiled at the boy.  He just shot me a cute grin.  It was then I noticed he
had moist red lips and a button nose boys are known for.


"I hope he wasn't a bother.  He loves to get into trouble sometimes.  My
name is Judith and this little guy is David.  We call him Digger." The
mother said.


"Nice to meet you both, my name is Peter."  We all shook hands and I was
surprised that the mother wasn't 'stuck-up' like many of the rich people
can be.  She asked me in and we walked past the foyer and brought me to the
right where the den was.


"My husband needs internet access in the Den."  As she points to the desk
location.  "I will need access for my computer located just off the
kitchen."  We walked to a small nook off the side of the kitchen built for
a computer and desk next to the window.  "This is where I pay the bills."
I noticed the room adjoining the nook.  It was the master sweat bedroom.
She then led me to the other end of the house and down a very elegant
winding staircase to the lower level.  At the bottom of the stairs was the
entertainment room.  We continued to the far end of the room and through
the door there was Digger's bedroom.  Judith pushed the door open and
inside was a room the size of my own living room.  "I also need a
connection for my son.  He has his own computer.  He received it just after
he imploded my husbands computer by destroying the operating system.


I couldn't help but laugh at her comment.  I looked at Digger's face as he
looked at his own feet as his left hand tugged at his soft dick though his
swimsuit.  He must have felt ashamed destroying his fathers computer.  But
now the little rich boy has his own.  "Ok, I can do it.  It will take a few
hours.  I assume you don't want any cables showing so I will take care.


The mother told the boy to leave me to do my work and she will be outside
working on the flower beds in the back of the house.  She also told Digger
to change into something more appropriate.


I exited the house to gather the equipment necessary for the installations.
I first went to the back of the house and connected the cable from the
trunk line to the demarcation point of the house.  Their back yard sloped
downward toward to a valley of trees where other homes were built.  The
house was two stories.  On the front side it looked as if it was a rambler
but on the back the lower floor walked out to the back yard.  I was near an
open window which looked right into a child's bedroom.  Digger didn't
change his clothes, he stayed dressed in those tight Speedos.  He continued
to follow me around watching how I connected the different equipment
together.  In the den I kneeled to the base molding and drilled a hole for
the plate.  As I was kneeling Digger stood close watching me work.  In this
position his small flaccid swimsuit bulge was staring at me from less than
a foot away.  Actually I was staring at it.  Either way I was enjoying it.
I acted as if I was working.  His attention was on my hands fiddle with the
cable.  My eyes were caressing his little feet working their way up his
smooth slender boy legs.  Digger's legs had a light dusting of very fine
blond hair.  Later I would notice the same fine blond hair on the back of
his neck.  I found this very sex.  But now I couldn't take my eyes off his
slender waist and the tight fitting Speedo.  His pert little butt was
barely covered by the suit.  I kept trying to imagine what his cock would
look like underneath the thin material.  I wanted to know if his shaft was
covered by foreskin or removed to display the knob.  I brought my left hand
to the back of his leg and placed it just below hi butt.  I felt his smooth
leg for the first time.  The soft warmth caused my own cock to stir.


Digger looked at me inquisitively.  To cover up the true cause of me
touching him I spoke, "aren't you cold in those?"  I looked from his eyes
down his front and back up into his eyes.  My hand never left his leg, but
instead slowly moved up and down touching more of him.  Digger stood still
never moving from his spot.  I was encouraged to run my hand up his leg to
the very edge of his butt.  The edge of the suit touched my finger.  I
continued to slide my hand up and over the slippery thin material and found
it cupping his right butt cheek.  My heart was pounding inside my chest for
fear of his mother walking in as I held her boys butt in my hand.  Digger
looked at me as I smiled back.  I began patting him on his whole butt.  My
hand nearly covered both cheeks as I did this.


I continued to pull cable and connect the first two rooms.  Every chance I
had I touched Digger on the leg, shoulder and back.  Stealing caresses at
every chance.  It wasn't until I reached his bedroom and started to connect
the cable jack is when I got a little bolder.  I asked him to retrieve a
tool from my tool box.  He dutifully squatted down and began to flip though
them looking for the correct tool.  I stood up and walked over to the boy
and knelt down behind him while he was still squatting.  Boldly I reached
down and touched the crack of his butt with my right hand and slid my
fingers between his legs.  As I did this my whole hand caressed his butt,
ball sack and then his soft cock.  It continued to slide from his groin and
reached down to the floor and took hold of the tool I asked for.  As I
pulled it from underneath the child he turned and looked at me.  I lifted
the tool into the air and showed it to him.  "Here it is."  I said.  "This
is the tool I was after."  I turned and walked back to the wall jack as if
nothing had happened.  I continued to fiddle with the cable.  Digger walked
back to his previous position.  Standing right next to me with his groin at
face level.  Sneaking a peak at his bulge I noticed his small penis was
slightly larger than before.  His body was responding to my uninvited
touch.  "Darn it!  This tool will not work.  I need the other one."  Even
before I finished my sentence Digger was again squatting down ready to find
the tool I have yet to ask for.  I told him it was a black handle one.  I
had five black handled tools so I got up and walked over to Digger.  Again
kneeling down behind the boy I was about ready to find the tool but the
little guy arched his back which lifted his hips.  I was amazed that he was
presenting himself to me.  He must have enjoyed my touch.  As before I
gently placed my hand on his small butt but this time I slowly felt each
cheek taking my time.  Diggers blond head dropped down as if he began to
enjoy my touch.  My fingers slid forward and felt the area just underneath
his boy sack.  This area is usually ticklish on a boy and Digger was no
exception.  He giggled slightly as my fingers touched the edges of his
small sack.  I rubbed the two little balls around inside their nut sack and
worked my hand under him to cup his balls in the palm of my hand.  His dick
was starting to get hard but it was confined inside the cloth.  My hand was
rubbing forward and back on his small bulge for half a minute when he was
lost in the feeling and began to fall forward while squatting.  I caught
him but that stopped me from touching the boy's privates.


I took the tool that I really didn't need and reminded Digger what his
mother said.  "Remember you were supposed to change.  She thought the
swimsuit wasn't the right thing to wear inside the house."  I smiled.
Without a hint of modesty he stood three feet away from me and pulled the
front of the elastic away from his flat little tummy and fiddle with the
string.

As Digger attempted to undo the bow he created a knot.  He first tried to
undo it himself but he gave up and turned to me and asked, "can you do it?"
while pointing to his string.


"Any time sport," I motioned him over to me as I kneeled on the floor.  I
took hold of the elastic on his Speedos and pulled it forward allowing me
access to the knot.  What it also allowed me was an unfettered view of his
dick.  I looked straight down the front of his suit and I could see that
his little cock was uncut, about the width of my pinky but only two thirds
the length.  What a hot little blond boy.  I slowly worked on the knot
which wasn't easy.  My whole mind was working on his cock and my hands were
fumbling with a piece of string.  The knot finally slipped free and I let
the elastic snap back to his tummy.  With a sharp thwap he jumped back and
knew it was just a game.  The little stud began to pull his suit off with
me in the room.  I watched him as he took hold of both side and slipped the
cloth over his straight hips.  He turned sideways as he continued to push
the suit off is body and down his legs.  The tiny cock popped free and was
resting on two nice balls that were snug inside his nut sack.  Both balls
were pulled close to his very bald groin.  The profile of his muscular butt
had heavy tan lines.


He began to look for a pair of jean cutoffs when I again indicated I needed
another tool from my box.  Immediately he dropped his jeans and ran naked
to the tool box.  Again he squatted down.  I told him I needed the red
handle pliers.  In fact I could see the pliers right next to the tool box
but he continued to search for them.  This was my queue.  I walked over to
the naked boy who squatted next to my tool box.  I kneeled once more behind
him and touched his bare bottom.  His soft skin finally touched my hand as
it roamed freely from one cheek to the other.  I didn't linger long on his
butt because I wanted to fondle that hairless boy toy that barely hung
underneath him.  My hand cupped his boyhood and squeezed his nut sack.  I
felt the soft penis lay inside my hand and begin to lengthen.  His little
hard-on began to stretch the foreskin that covered half his cock.  The
could feel the helmet ridges as his heartbeat caused it to pulse.  With my
left hand I took hold of his left shoulder and held him from falling
forward again. Occasionally I would run my hand down his back and around to
touch his chest and tummy.  My right hand continued to fondle his dick.  I
slid the skin up and down his shaft masturbating the blond preteen.  After
a while I began to work the balls in my fingers.  I rolled them around
while my thumb found his beautiful little hole.  I could feel the edges of
soft warm skin that centered between his smooth buns.  The tip of my thumb
pushed in slightly but the boy quickly stood up.  Digger loved the feel of
my hand on his cock but he didn't like the idea of something going up his
boy hole.  "I am sorry Digger.  I thought you might like that."  He looked
around the room for his jeans and walked over to them only to pull them up
and cover himself again.  "Digger, please don't tell anyone that I touched
you, I know you liked some of it.  Ok?"  I looked at him and all he could
do as nod yes.  The hair on his head had dried by now and I clearly seen
his preppy style hair cut.  It was short on the sides and back but the wavy
bangs were longer and partially covered his right eye.


Just as we made the bargain Judith, his mother, called downstairs for
Digger to come upstairs for lunch.  I resolved myself to finishing the
cable connection and then to configure his PC.  I was alone in his room.  I
looked around and though how nice it would have been to grow up in a rich
family.  Digger had a racing car theme in his bedroom.  There was a
checkered flag on the wall with many model cars on the shelves.  The boy
even had one of those expensive racing car beds.  He had it all.  Including
a PC that was state of the art.  It was obvious that it was a new machine.
It even had a camera attached to the monitor.  That is when I got the
greatest idea.  I logged onto the boys computer and made sure his camera
worked.  I also loaded a pirated version of a remote desktop software
package.  I thought to myself that I could easily connect to his computer
from my home and configure his machine without him ever knowing it.  I was
lost in my plan when I spoke out loud, "Oh! This is going to be good."


End of Chapter 1


The Tooth Fairy by Boybottomzup@yahoo.com I do like email!  Let this
Minnesota guy know what you think of the story.


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Civil Air Patrol  chapters 1-3, 4, 5
Disney on the Water
Wana Bet chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5