Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2002 09:36:42 -0700 (PDT) From: mattyjohnson Subject: Tropical Heat part 2 The following story is a work of fiction.This is a story involving inter generational male/male graphic sex and it's not intended for reading by minors. If you are underage, or this type of material is illegal where you live, please stop now, and go read something else! If you choose to ignor this warning, the author is not responcable for anything that happens to you. Wether you door is kicked in by men with guns, or your mom who proceds to tan your bottom with her favourate twelve inch dildo. This is a completely fantasized story meant only for the purpose of very pleasurable reading. If you like my story, would like to read the other chapters, or some of my other works, please send your comments to: MattyJohnson@ziplip.com If you don't like my story, and would like to comment about it. I would sugest you bend over and stick you opinion up your tight, closed minded ass! However; if you choose to send your bitching session to me, I shall gladly sit down with a glass of wine and laugh my ass off reading it. I also would like to thank my proof reader John. Tropical Heat Chapter Two Joey's Birthday (first half) By Matt Johnson A little more than six months had passed since my first encounter with Joey. Our relationship had blossomed into almost an obsession. Joey would come over every day after I got home from work or as soon as he got out of school on my days off. We would go to the movies, go to the beach, or just hang around my place watching TV, playing video games, or just acting stupid. I had been giving him bass lessons two or three times a week and he was turning into an animal! Whenever I gave him a lesson, I would always have him play one of my basses. So that he could get used to the feel of a full sized instrument. The day was January fifteenth, Joey's birthday. I had made the proper arrangements to make Sure that this would be the best birthday he ever had. Since it was my day off, I used the morning to clean my whole house. Then I went out to the store and bought a ton of scented candles, a birthday cake, and some Astroglide. He had asked me every time we were together if he was big enough yet and as much as I wanted to give in, I held back, but not anymore, not on his birthday. I had also been preparing a very special treat for him. About a month ago, some guy came into the store with seven guitars and basses to sell. As soon as we saw the guy, we knew it was a crack deal so the manager stepped in and took full advantage. We didn't totally rob the guy. I mean he had a couple nice guitars. A PRS, a Gibson, and a 70's Strat that looked like it had never been touched. But amidst the gold mine there was junk, A 1984 Music Man bass that was beat to shit. The pickup didn't work, the finish was scratched, and the neck was bowed to hell. The manager had acquired it for fifteen dollars and planned to throw it in the trash at the end of the day. So I stepped in and offered to buy it from him for twenty-five bucks and he jumped on the deal. I got a Basslines pickup for it, changed out all the pots, rewired it, and refinished the body painting it a sparkly royal blue, as it was Joey's favorite color. It took me about a week to get the neck back into shape, but when I Finally finished, it was a work of art. I had plugged it into my rack about a week earlier to give it a test run. I was even stunned. I had sanded the finish off the back of the neck and it played like butter. The tone was sweet and punchy. I was almost tempted not to give it away after all that work and then finding out it had advantages over my own Music Man. But this was for Joey. My sweet little angle was defiantly worth the sacrifice. I had just finished setting up the house at about one thirty. At one forty five, I head him rapping on my front door. I opened the door surprised that he was here so early. "Happy Birthday Dude!" I exclaimed. "Thanks," he said with a smile as he ran in the door with a gym bag in tow. As I closed the door behind him, I asked. "What are you doing here so early? Shouldn't you be in school till two thirty?" "Not today! Mom said I shouldn't have to go to school on my birthday. It's my day. So she let me stay home. We went to the beach with her stupid boyfriend and then came home to open my presents." "So did you get anything good?" I was very curious. "All kinds of stuff! Video games, CD's, a new bass amp, and clothes!" "Ahhhh, The highlight of every gift giving occasion, clothes." I muttered with total sarcasm. "No way dude! I have been begging mom to buy me clothes like this for months!" This sparked my curiosity. "So what's with the bag anyway?" "Oh, mom's boyfriend is spending the night. So I packed up some of my new stuff and told her that I was going to go show it off and have a sleep over with one of my friends." "Oh, and which friend would that be?" I asked with a half smile on my face. "You silly!" He shot back as we both broke into laughter. Joey lofted his bag over toward the wall and planted himself on the sofa. He grabbed The TV remote and started looking for something to watch. I went into the kitchen and got us both a Coca-Cola. When I came back, he was watching Me Myself and Irene. I sat down next to him and handed him his soda. He popped the top, cuddled up against me resting his head on my chest. He threw one knee over my lap as he got himself comfortable and began sipping his drink. I my arm over his shoulder and rested my hand on his soft warm belly. After about five minutes I blurted out "You know Joey, you smell like a combination of cigarettes and the beach!" He giggled and then turned to address me. "Well duaaah, I told you I went to the beach and just came from mom's." "Yea, I remember. As soon as this movie is over we're taking a bath!" His body tensed just a moment as he flashed his dimple and gave me a big smile. I heard him let out a little moan of satisfaction as he snuggled back into me. We watched the last hour of the movie, laughing at the crazy antics. As soon as the credits started Joey turned to me with a smile. "Bath time?" I gave him a nod. "Yeaaa!" he shouted as he jumped off my lap. We went into the bathroom and closed the door. I turned on the radio and tuned to the local jazz station. Nice soothing and relaxing music I thought. This wasn't our first bath together, but it was a special occasion, so I wanted to make it special. As I tuned around Joey handed me the bubble solution he had pulled out from under the sink. I threw him a wink as I took it from him. Then I got on my knees to draw our bath. As I turned on the water I felt him step up and start rubbing his body up against my back. His growing boner was digging into my lower back. I got the temperature right, hot, but not too hot. Then I put in the drain plug and added the bubble solution. Joey backed up as I started to stand up. Then I went over to the medicine cabinet and pulled out some bath salts I had bought wile getting my candles that morning. "What's that?" Joey asked as I opened the gold and pink wrapper. "Just something special. You'll like it. I know it!" He smiled as I finished with the wrapper and threw the block of salt into the water. Almost immediately the fragrance filled the room. I could see him perk up as he got his first smell of it. "That smells great!" Joey exclaimed. "Just wait till you get into it." I replied with a big smile. Joey sat down on the lid of the toilet as I began kicking off my shoes and socks. Then I told him to stand up and he did. Then he came over to me. We slowly began unbuttoning each other's shirts till they fell to the floor. I then reached over to turn the water off, as the tub was as full as it could get once the two of us got in. Then I returned to Joey. He was standing there completely relaxed. With a look of satisfaction on his face, He closed his eyes as I reached out to rub his shoulders. Then my hands moved down his sleek sides, moving together a little as I passed his ribs and got to his stomach. Then back out as I got to his strong wide hips. I tucked my fingers into his jeans as I made my way to the front. Then I unbuttoned his paints and slowly took down his zipper. His erect little cock jumped out as knelt down, rubbing his legs as I worked his jeans down to his ankles. He took hold of my shoulders as I lifted his left leg. I pulled off his shoe and sock, and then pulled his foot clear of his pants. I did the same with the other leg. Finally, my hands returned to his hips. I moved my fingers around to his butt and the back of his undies down. Then I rubbed his smooth cheeks and pulled his crotch to my face. I took great delight in the smell of his prepubescent groin. I fondled him a little with my face through his skivvies before tearing them down to the floor. His stiff little manhood pulsated as his heart pounded hard. Hitting me in the nose a couple times. My hands returned to his butt and I began sucking on his balls just for a minute before standing back up. His eyes opened as he knew it was his turn to finish undressing me. He rubbed his hands around my chest and stomach before ripping into my pants. He unbuttoned my baggy jeans and dropped my zipper sending my pains flying to the floor. Then he grabbed my underwear by the sides and bent over as he pulled them done to my ankles. As he stood back up I stepped out of my clothing. He then dropped to his knees and proceeded to take my half erect penis into his mouth. I gently grabbed the sides of his head and pulled him off of me. "No, no. Not until we get all cleaned up." He gave me the evil eye, then smiled, as he knew that I had plans for the night. I took him by his hand a lead him to the tub. I started to get in first. It was almost too hot, like a hot tub, but we would both soon acclimate. As I sat in the water he quickly followed suit. He stepped in one foot at a time, then slowly sat down in the warm froth of bubbles until it came up to the bottom of his hot hard nipples. "This water is so hot, it feels so good" he exclaimed. I asked him if he was ready, He nodded. Then he dunked his head under the water as I grabbed for the shampoo. I pulled Joey up to me till his knees hit my crotch. He closed his eyes as I began scrubbing his salty hair. I scrubbed away until I was satisfied that his hair was clean. Then poured hands full of water over his head until he was rinsed clean. Then he did the same to me. Then he turned around and sat between my legs. I grabbed a sponge and began washing him off. I rubbed his shoulders, his arms. I wiped down his chest and his stomach. Then I went to his crotch. I scrubbed his abdomen, the insides of his thighs and his cock and balls until he was fully erect. "Ok, sit up" I said, and he got up on his knees. I scrubbed down his legs and feet, sending him into a flurry of giggles. Then I washed down him back. I scrubbed down to his butt and gave that a firm scrubbing as well. Then I took the sponge and sent it back and forth between his butt. He let out a joyous moan. But I didn't want to rub him raw. He sat back down and snuggled into my chest. "I have some surprises for you tonight." I told him. "You got me a present?! Oh I bet it is going to be the best present I get this year! What did you get me?" He asked as he tilted his head up to make eye contact. "Well, you are just going to have to wait and see. But I will give you a hint about one of them." "What! What!" he eagerly demanded. I put one hand around his waist while the other pushed my cock to the bottom of the tub. Then I pulled him back till my rock hard dick slid through his cheeks and popped out under his balls. "Really! Really, no fooling!" "No fooling, if that is what you really want." The expression on his face was too much to handle, glee, excitement, and a little bit of fear. "Now! Now! Please now! I have been waiting so long!" he busted out as he stood up and turned toward me. "Nope" I told him. "You are going to have to wait till you get your other present." "You got me stuff too!" He couldn't believe it. "Wow! You are so good to me!" He fell back into the tub and sending water flying everywhere. He wrapped himself around me. "I love you so much Matt!" I hugged him back and told him, "I love you too, Joey. I love you like you don't know." He panted a huge kiss on me and then leaped out of the tub. I got out and grabbed a towel. As he stood in front of me I dried his short prickly hair. Then I ran the towel down him and dried every part of his body. Even in between his butt and the head of his little love tool as I pulled his foreskin back. He jumped with delight at the feeling of that. I then began drying my self off. "Come on, let me fix up your hair." "Why bother Matt? It is just going to get all messed up later." "Yea, but you look even more adorable with your spikes!" He giggled as he submitted to my suggestion. He walked over to the counter and I ruffled his semi-dry hair as I approached from behind. I gently pressed my hips into his behind while grabbing the hair gel and the brush. I squeezed some gel into my hands and worked it into his scalp. Buy this time my dick was getting hard again. Sliding down his lower back and between his crack. I could see the joy in his face as began brushing up the spikes in his hair. He giggled as I gave him a couple small rocks of my hips. When I finished with his hair I told him it was time to get dressed. He looked disappointed until I reminded him that he had other presents and that he was going to be spending the night. Then he took off out the bathroom toward his bag that he left thrown against the wall. He bent over and started sifting thought it. I was amazed at the sight! There he was in all his glory, still damp from the bath, bent over displaying his beautiful bottom and the tight little hole I would soon be digging into for the very first time. He snatched out his clothes and took off into the bedroom, slamming the door behind him, not letting me see what he had. I returned to my original clothing. I hadn't worked up a sweat during the day and they still smelled of laundry detergent so I was satisfied they were clean. As I left the bathroom and headed down the hall I could hear Joey yelling from the room, "You're right! That salt stuff made me smell like flowers!" As I got to the living room I began prepping the events of the evening. I turned the radio to the local rock station, walked around lighting some of the candles I had bought, I opened the fridge and placed eleven candles on the cake I had bought for him, and pulled out two sodas as I knew he would want something to drink after our hot bath. I sat down on the sofa and placed the two sodas on the coffee table. Just as I sat back to relax Joey came running down the hall. He leaped into the room, threw his hands into the air and shouted "Taaaa Daaa!" I busted into laughter! "What?" I looked him over from head to tow. "Oh my God, I have cloned you!" Joey gave a huge smile, spun around, and then started dancing to Walking on the Moon that was playing over the radio. I marveled at how his new wardrobe set his body off. He wore my style better than I did. A red silk, short sleeve shirt with dragons all over it, which made his green eyes jump out more ever, and ultra baggy pants that you could steal a TV under that tapered to fit the form of his hips. As he whirled around and his shirt flew up, I could see how well the snug tops of the jeans displayed the perfection of his butt. As he finished his little "I'm gorgeous" show, he ran over to the sofa and hopped into my lap. He then lunged forward and grabbed the two sodas on the table. As he leaned back into me we popped the tops and took some big refreshing gulps. As we sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the moment, I began rubbing the inside of Joey's left leg. As I gently rubbed up and down I felt a bulge that should not have been there. I thought for a moment and then asked, "So, what do you have in that stash pocket?" I knew the scoop with the jeans. I had several pairs myself. He giggled a minute and then ripped open the seam of his jeans held together by Velcro. He pulled out about a dime bag of weed and presented it to me. Now, I had not introduced drugs to Joey. He learned about them from watching his old hippy mom and her boyfriends smoking it. He had started stealing joints from him mom when he was about nine. I couldn't stop him from smoking it. Nor did I bother lecturing him about smoking it other than to say, if he was going to smoke it, he should only do it once in a while and never when he had anything important to do. He would always tell me he knew. As I looked it over, seeing it was his moms best seeded ghetto weed, I lofted it over toward the kitchen where it fell just short of the garbage can. "Hey, what he hell did you do that for?" he barked. "Look dude, it's your birthday. If we are going to smoke a little herb, we're not going to smoke your mom's stank weed!" I firmly told him. "Then what in the world are we going to smoke?" He looked very puzzled." "The real thing. The stuff you always hear all those singers raving about." After thinking for a minute he said, "I guess." And then turned around still confused as he sipped his soda. "So, are you ready for your gift?" I asked already knowing the answer. "Shit yea!" he yelled as is face lit up. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a little key. I then handed it to him and pointed to the guitar case by the window. Joey ran over to it without hesitation. He unlocked the middle latch and then the other two. As he opened the case he gasped! Then just knelt there over it, frozen and speechless. "Well, you got the look, now you have the tool too!" He turned to look at me, wide eyed with his jaw almost on the floor. "Really? It's mine? You got this for me!?" "No, I got it for your grandmother, of course I got it for you!" He picked it up and looked at it from top to bottom, inspecting every inch of it. Finally he said something "It's a real Music Man!" "Yep, 1984. I rebuilt it and refinished it just for you." He couldn't believe it. He was totally shocked. He grabbed the strap I had included in the case and put the guitar on. He ran his fingers up and down the neck playing the practice scales I had taught him in our lessons. "So, you want to plug it in and give it a try." He nodded ferociously. I walked over to my amp and plugged him in. I had turned the amp on while he was dressing to give the tubes a few minutes to warm up. I cranked up the gain and dropped the master volume so he could hear the real power of the double wrapped Humbucker I had installed. As soon as I clicked the amp from standby to on, he jumped right into on of the songs he had been trying to write. When he was done, he looked at me again with that wide-eyed face. "It sounds so sweet, and it growls!" "No, kidding. I ordered that pick up especially for you." I told him "You want to hear something really amazing?" He nodded. Then I adjusted the EQ for some slap bass. "Ok, show me your slapping style." He started playing the main riff to the Red Hot Chili Peppers' Suck my Kiss. He played the riff over and over as I cranked up the volume until the pictures on the wall started slanting. After about twenty runs through it he finally stopped and looked at me in astonishment. "It's punching my nuts off!" he yelled. "No kidding! I don't get cheap crap for my baby." Joey giggled as he started posing with it and playing with the knobs. "You want to jam for a wile." "YES!" I turned down the volume and cranked the gain up a little more so he would get close to the same sound coming out of the bass. Then I went and got him a stool to sit on wile he played with his new toy. Then I took a seat on the sofa and watched very contentedly for the next half-hour or so as played just about every song he knew. Finally, he stood up and turned off the amp. Then he placed the bass back in its case and sat there admiring it. "So do you like it?" I finally interrupted his stare. "Like it? It's my dream come true! Even the color!" I just smiled, satisfied that I could make him so happy. "So, are you ready to get this party started?" He turned around, smiled, and came back to take a seat next to me on the sofa. He drank the last of his soda and put the empty can back on the table. I promptly got up and threw both of our empty cans in the recycling bin. I grabbed two fresh sodas and returned to the sofa. Then I opened the drawer on the lamp stand next to the sofa. I pulled out two quarter bags of Cronic and some wrapping papers. I threw the baggies of weed on the table and went to get some scissors. By the time I returned Joey was studying one of the bags. As I sat down he asked. "What is this?" "That is Blueberry." I told him. "Is it weed?" "Some of the best!" I told him. It doesn't look like weed. It's light green, and puffy, and it looks like it is covered in glitter. Besides that there are no seeds." "Trust me Joey, this stuff is going to knock your socks off!" "Ok." he said as he put the baggy back on the table. I got to work with the precision of a surgeon, cutting and mixing the two varieties together. Then I rolled up a fatty of the potent mix that could knock an elephant on it ass. I placed the baggies back in the drawer along with the rolling papers and the scissors. Then I pulled my lighter out of my pocket and sparked it up. I took a mighty puff and then handed it to Joey. He looked at it for a minute and then took a little toke. He looked at me, blew out the smoke and his eyes opened wide. "This is good, it tastes like fruit!" I just smiled at him. Then took a mighty puff. "Hey! Watch out, that stuff is strong." He just looked at me and nodded as he began coughing hard. I took the joint from him and took a nice long drag my self. Then another, holding it in as long as I could as I handed it back to him and then started a George Carlin video. He took a couple puffs and then handed it back to me. I took my final drag and then put it out in the ashtray. "What are you doing, I'm not even buzzed yet." "Relax dude, this stuff creeps up on you. I think you might have had to much already." "What ever!" He said as he sat back on the sofa and we began watching the comedy skit. After about ten minutes, I felt the stuff kick in. My body tingled from head to tow. I was totally relaxed and my head started floating away. I looked over at Joey who was sitting as if he was asleep. Obviously it had kicked in for him too. About that time George got off of one of his rants and into a joke. "Get on the plane, that's what they tell you, get on the plane. Fuck you, I'm getting in the plane!" Joey started laughing so hard he fell off the sofa and onto the floor, rolling around, slamming his feet on the carpet, and grabbing his stomach. I couldn't help but bust out with the same explosion of laughter. Finally, Joey sat up and leaned against the sofa telling me he had major cotton mouth. I handed him his soda and drank some of mine as well. I was experiencing the same side effect. Then I got down on the floor and crawled up to the TV. Joey eagerly followed suit and cuddled up next to me. We watched the video till it's ending, laughing at stuff that wasn't even funny. When the video came to it's conclusion, Joey announced that he had the munchies. He got up and headed toward the kitchen. "So do I." I announced. "Hey Joey, why don't you sit at the table and I'll whip something up. He stopped in his tracks, giggled a bit and then walked over to the table where he took a seat. I got up and headed to the kitchen. "Close your eyes!" I shouted and he did with a flurry of giggles and laughter. Then I pulled the cake out of the fridge. I lit all the candles and then took the cake over and presented him with it. "Open your eyes!" I shouted. "Wow! You even got me a cake!" His eyes lit up, now a combination of red and green. "You bet, now make a wish and blow out the candles." "Gee, I don't even know what to wish for, I already got almost everything I wanted, and I'm going to get the last thing... What should I wish for?" "It's up to you Joey," I told him. He thought for a minute, laughed a little, and then blew out his candles. "So, what did you wish for?" He giggled and said, "I wished for mom to start smoking your pot!" Sending us both laughing to tears. Then we sat down and ate just about the whole cake. Joey chugged down the last of his soda and then let out a mighty burp, sending us both into laughter yet again. "So, you about ready to go to bed?" I asked. The sun was just setting and the pot was definitely making me horney. Time for the fun to start I thought to myself. "I've been waiting for hours! But first we need to smoke a little more of your stuff." "No problem" I told him. And the two of us headed back to the sofa. We sat down and I pulled the joint from the ashtray, sparked it up, and took a mighty toke. Then I handed it to Joey who proceeded to do the same before handing it back to me. I took another few big puffs and gave it back to him. He took his final, mighty drag. As he handed the joint back to me, I took my final toke and then put it out. We were both already trashed and we needed to quit wile we were ahead. Joey looked at me and said, "You ready? I am." "Shit, I have been ready for months!" I thought to my self as I took him by his hand and escorted him to the bedroom. By the time I had closed the door he was already sitting on the bed. Leaning up against the headboard with his legs spread. I climbed up on the bed and sat in front of him. I asked, "You feel good?" He responded with a nod. He was so messed up he looked like a Latin Chinese boy. I started to run my foot up his leg, feeling every inch of his smooth skin with my toes and then began digging my foot into the tight crotch of his pants. Finally, when my foot broke into the tight crotch of his jeans, I gently started fondling his balls. He responded with a flurry of giggles as he grabbed tight hold of the pillows on each side of him. I then with drew my leg back and crept up in front of him on my knees. We embraced each other and I used my hand to cuddle the back of his head, softly pulling our faces together until our lips met. We sat there kissing and feeling each other up for what seamed like an hour. As my hands moved from his butt, under his silk shirt, and up to his shoulders. The combination of his warmed silk shirt and his hot skin was almost to perfect as a made my way up, down, and around his back. Finally I grabbed the sides of his chest and pushed him away. "Hold on a minute." I said as I hopped off the bed. Joey leaned back against the headboard and brought his knees up, hugging them with his arms. I made my way around the room, lighting scented candles and turning off lights. Then I opened the door and stepped out. I went around the living room blowing out the candles I had lit earlier in the evening. I then got a couple bottles of water out of the fridge. I knew we would need them later. Finally, I pulled our bag of toys out of the hall closet and turned the air down really cold, as I knew that it would have a fierce battle with the candles and Joey and my evening. After returning to the room and closing the door I looked over at my little angle. He hadn't moved wile I was gone, waiting patiently for me to return. He knew I had some sort of a plan for his birthday, and I kind of did. I walked around and set the water and bag down on the night stand next to the bed, reaching in and pulling out his favorite toy. A long haired, blue silk, stuffed dog I had won for him at a carnival we went to back in the summer. As I handed it to him, he looked at it for a minute and then threw it to the foot of the bed. He smirked as he then gazed at me and announced it was me he wanted. I hopped back onto the bed and Joey finally let go of himself and stretched back out. I started laughing and then said to him "I bet I can get you undressed before you can get me!" "No way!" He giggled as he lunged at me. We began rolling around the bed, laughing and wrestling around, trying to get each other's cloths off. As I rolled on to my back and Joey straddled my legs, he began undoing my jeans. I countered by grabbing the back of his shirt and pulling it off of jerking his head into my chest. He laughed as he got back up, spun around and began ripping my paints down. I used the opportunity to reach around to the front of him and undo his button and zipper. "No you don't!" he shouted as he smacked my hands away and charged the other end of the bed winning my baggies. He threw them on the floor with a laugh. Then picked up the blue dog and threw it at my face. As I dogged the incoming puffball, he leaped on top of me. He pinned my arms and began giving me a big giggly kiss. I felt his foot run up my leg and him trying to catch my underwear with his toe. I quickly rolled over and our struggle continued. Finally I got him pinned! I was above his head with my legs pinning his elbows to the bed. I sat on his face a second and the stood up on my knees. "I got you now you little porn star!" "No! No!" he cried as he desperately reached out for my under pants, but his arms were to short. I leaned forward and dug my thumbs into his hips. Getting both his jeans and his undies at the same time. "NOOOOO!" cried again as I pulled them around his butt and lifted his legs in the air. Winning the battle in one mighty tug of war as he flailed his legs about! "I win!" I proudly proclaimed as I released him from my lock. "You bastard!" he shouted with a smile as he sat up to rip my underwear down. I leaned up against the headboard and didn't struggle as he pulled them off my legs. Then he hopped into my leg and quickly undid the buttons on my shirt, finally ripping it down my shoulders and lofting it onto the floor. I promptly got up under his arms and tickled his armpits. Sending him into a panicky laughter as he fell to his back. I lunged down next to him on his side and waited there patiently for his giggles and squirming to come to an end. At last they did. I looked him over, from smiling face to outstretched toes. Both of our cocks were throbbing for attention. I rubbed my hand around his soft belly as he snuggled up next to me. "You even shaved for me!" he announced as his face lit up. I smiled and nodded at I worked my hand up to massage his tiny hard nipples. I kissed him on his cheek as I curled up to him. Bringing my leg up across his pulsating crotch. After a few minutes of kissing and snuggling, Joey broke the silence. "I have been using the toys you gave me." Referring to the two dildos I had given him a few months prior. "You have?" I wasn't surprised. He had asked me to fuck him the very first night we met and every time we were together he made sure I had a finger inside is sweet warm butt. "Yep, I have been using the big one for a month now. But not for the last few days." This was good news! I had given him two, one small and one large so that I would not hurt him as I gave him his first real ride. The fact that he hadn't used it in a few days meant that he would be nice and tight, but not in too much pain when I entered him. "Well, looks like you are finally going to get what you have wanted for so long." I gently whispered to him. His face melted in the thought of it. He then asked me if I meant right now, and I shook my head. "We've got to play around a while. We have all might and we can do it as many times as you want, but you want me to last don't you?" He shook his head and smiled in agreement. He knew from all of our times together and from his own playing with himself that every time it took longer to cum. "Well, I can't wait any longer," as he pushed me off of him. He lay down next to me and put his arm over my hip. He took firm hold of the base of my cock with one hand and rubbed my inner thigh with the other. He began kissing my dick up and down, playing with the tip of it with his tongue. After about a minute he took me into his mouth. I let out a moan of pleasure as I felt his lips sliding down my iron shaft. He rolled his tongue around for a bit before he opened up his throat to get all of me inside him. I put one knee in the air so that I could feel his spiky hair rub my other leg as he went up and down on me. He began letting out moans of joy as I caressed my hand over his smooth ass as it glowed in the dim candlelight. After a few short minutes of this I began to feel the tingling in my stomach and legs of my oncoming orgasm. I began to slowly thrust my hips toward his face. Joey knew this signal. His head came up a bit to get the head of my cock out of his throat and back to his mouth so not to choke on my explosion. One hand tugged at my balls while the other went up and down the exposed part of my dick. Joey began rolling his tongue around and wiggling his head too and fro. His humming got louder and his head bobbed faster. It was too much. It was too good. My one hand clinched the bed sheets wile the other clinched Joey's butt cheek. This only turned him on more and his whole body began rocking in the bed as he gave me oral pleasure. Ultimately I couldn't hold back any more. My dick swelled, my hips bucked, and I sent a wad of cum into Joey's sweet mouth. He took it like a champ swallowing it all before the next wave fired. Again and again I fired until I was empty. Joey didn't quit though. He had learned how to please me. Again I felt the experience of his throat as he continued to go up and down milking every last drop of my salty milk into his mouth, until I finally started to go limp. Then his lips moved down to my balls. As I caressed his ass and legs with my hands he sucked and played with my balls. Sending his tongue up and down them, sucking them one at a time into his mouth, and swirling his tongue around. Finally he began to sit up and lay on top of me. "Did I make my big man happy?" He asked me as he moved his stiffy to a more comfortable position on my stomach and spread his knees around my hips. "Baby you are so good" I replied. I moved my arms up his back to give him a big hug as Joey began giving me a deep salty kiss. "So, are you ready for your turn?" I asked as I broke our kiss. He nodded wildly has he pushed himself off of me. I moved up to the head of the bed and sat up against the headboard lifting my knees and slightly spreading my legs. Joey quickly backed up to me and sunk his head into my chest. I admired him for a moment as he got himself comfortable, lifting his legs and resting his knees on the insides of my thighs. His body was glowing from the soft, flickering lights of the candles. Joey was completely relaxed nestled up against me. I noticed the little goose bumps on his forearms and legs as I admired how the tan on his thighs slowly faded from golden brown to white as they approached his crotch. I placed my arms around his stomach and gave him a firm hug as I dipped my head down to give him a kiss on his cheek. I could feel his smile with my lips as his dimple sank away from my lips. I then used one hand rub his leg, as the other went down to start fondling his little manhood. I tugged on his balls for a wile before going up to his cock. It had definitely grown a little since our first meeting. Not much, but just a little. As I slowly began stroking it up and down I put one of my fingers into his mouth. He swirled is tongue around it before grabbing my wrist to pull it in and out at about the same pace I was stroking his hard dick. Finally I told him to let go and he did. Opening his mouth to allow my dripping finger to go when he wanted it. I slipped my hand between our legs and he sat up a bit to allow me access to his butt. He let out a wonderful moan as I slowly started to poke it in. Then he sat back down to ensure full admittance. By this time I was getting hard again. My dick was slowly creeping up Joey's lower back. He sat up again and punched himself into me before going back down. Ensuring that my cock would rest itself between his cheeks. He tilted his head back and began kissing my neck. I rubbed the side of my face up against his forehead to enhance the whole experience. I then rubbed a free finger up against the tip of my dripping cock that was dangerously close to his tiny hole. Joey's body jolted for a moment as I quickly plunged my second finger inside of him and began massaging his little gland. He quickly relaxed again but only for a moment. Suddenly he tensed up. He closed his eyes tight and began rocking his hips into my fist. This was the moment I had been waiting for. The moment he had been waiting for was quickly coming. Joey's body began to quiver. He grabbed firm hold of my legs and then he let out a loud squeal as his sphincter tightened around my fingers and he erupted into his youthful orgasm. "Ummm...Ummm... UMMM!" He moaned at every convulsion of his body until finally it had passed. Joey sank down into my lap as the wave of relaxation hit him. I released my grip of him, pulled my fingers from his bottom, and wrapped my arms around his chest. He let out a wonderful sigh as he released his grasp of my legs and curled his arms around mine. We sat down motionless for a few minutes, gazing at each other in the dressing mirror that hung at the end of my bed. Eventually Joey turned himself side ways and wrapped his arms around me wile I cradled him in my lap. "Are you going to do me now?" He softly spoke. "Are you ready?" I asked trying not to let the eagerness come out in my voice. I felt Joey's head nod on my chest as the tightened his hug. "I think it might be a good idea if we hit that joint a couple more times. Just so we can relax a bit more." Joey giggled a little and came back with "I don't think I can be more relaxed than I am now." "Sure you can." I told him, "Besides, didn't it make me playing with you a whole lot better?" Joey looked up at me and smiled. "Hehehe It made it like ten times better!" "Ok, you wait here, I'll go get it." Joey then climbed out of my lap and I went out to the living room trying to find the ashtray holding the half smoked joint. I went back into the bedroom to find Joey curled up on the edge of the bed holding his stuffed doggy. I put the ashtray on the night stand and pick up the joint. I walked over to one of the candles and got it burning. I took a couple puffs as I returned to the bed and sat down next to Joey's head. Joey then half sat up on his elbow and took the joint from me to indulge himself with. "This stuff is so good, and it doesn't make you tired like mom's junk." He said as he passed it back to me. We sat on the bed and smoked pretty much the rest of it. I doing the main brunt of the smoking. I don't know what it was, excitement or fear that had me so uneasy. Maybe it was just the paranoia of the weed. I think mostly it was fear though. Fear about what was about to happen. Would I hurt my precious little boy? Would he not like the feeling of being fucked and freak out? I didn't know, but it was to late to back out I told my self as I put the roach out in the ashtray. "You ready to get busy Joey?" He laughed and giggled as he sprang up to life, sitting up and bouncing on his knees on the bed. I grabbed a pillow and flopped it down in the middle of the bed. "Come on over." I told him as he fumbled his way over and sat down on the pillow. "So, how are we going to do this?" He asked as he began rubbing him self. "Well, this is the first time. So it would probably be the best if you laid down on your stomach, and don't worry about not being able to see me. If you like it, we can do it again and again all different kinds of ways." I knew his protest was going to be not being able to look at me. He always wanted to see me during sex. Whether we were jerking off, or sucking, I was leg fucking him, or he was flat out fucking me, he always wanted to be able to see me. Joey compiled with my request and lay down with his stomach on the pillow. I then picked him up by his hips and moved the pillow under them sending his beautiful white butt up into the air. "Should I open my legs?" he asked as he got up on his elbows and turned to look at me. "No, keep then closed." I replied as I crawled over him to the nights stand to get the Astroglide. When I got back I straddled his legs, sitting down on the back of his knees. "Now, lay down and be still while I get you ready baby." Joey did, but not before grabbing the pillow, pulling it under his chest, and giving it a tight hug. This was perfectly fine with me. His shoulders being up in the air causing his back to arch only made him look that much better. I began giving him a massage to loosen him up, first his neck and shoulders, slowly working my way down to his legs. He giggled and hummed as I rubbed his smooth butt. Working my fingers around his muscular cheeks. After I finished, I scooted back a bit. Then leaned forward and spread his white ass open. I began running my tongue around his hole. Joey moaned and giggled with delight as I fondled his bottom. Then finally I began sucking on his ass. Working my tongue in slowly trying to loosen his tight sphincter. Once I was satisfied I had done as much as I could, I reached for the lube. "This is going to be cold!" I told him as I popped the top. I again spread him open, this time with one hand, and then began dripping the liquid in and around him. His body shivered as the icy drops hit his tender skin. I then began rubbing it around, using my 2 fingers to work it into his ass until I was convinced that I had done all I could to get him ready. Then I squirted some of it into my hand and rubbed it up and down my shaft till the lubrication was done. I cleaned my hand off on the bed sheet and got ready to give Joey the ride of his life. After getting my self in position, I started to sink the head of my cock into his ass. As soon as I penetrated him his whole body tightened. "I'm not hurting you am I Joey?" "It's ok, it'll go away. I'll tell you." I was relieved to hear him say that. He had learned from playing with the toys I had given him. I slowly and cautiously worked my self in and out of him, going a little bit deeper each time until finally I felt my hips touch his ass. I then went all the way in, feeling his ass flatten up against me. Joey let out a grown that was both pleasure and pain, but he didn't tell me to stop. Finally I was all the way in him, as far as I could go with his squeezed ass pressing up against me. I then began fucking him as best as I could. Pulling out till my head was about to pop out of him and then back in again as far as I could get. Joey slowly began to relax as he got used to the size of my cock. I started going a little faster, a little harder, until the sound of my body slapping his relaxed ass was loud and clear. He started letting out moans of pleasure as I sunk into him. I must have fucked him a good five minutes like that until he shouted out, "Ohhh Matt, I'm gunnaaaa..." He couldn't get the words out but I knew. I pounded on his ass harder and harder. His head was turned side ways and I could see his face starting to stiffen. "Uaaaa... UAAAA... HAAAAA!" he began shouting. I thrust my self into him as hard as I could. Just then he got hit with the first wave of his orgasm! He shrieked as I felt his hole fiercely tighten around the base of my cock. I went out and in again. He let out a huge moan as he again tightened up around me. Again and again I continued until he was finally done. He lay there completely relaxed as I continued pounding into him. "Oh Fuck! That was incredible! Please don't stop!" He demanded, and I didn't. Finally I felt my own orgasm coming. "You want another one?" I asked as I stopped and laid down on him. "Oh Matt PLEASE!" I then squeezed his legs together with mine and held myself up with my elbows just on top of him. I slowed my pace as I tried not to not to cum in him. I kissed the side of his now sweaty face and rubbed the back of his head with my hand. Slowly going in and out of him, almost not moving at all. As I felt my orgasm begin to fail I asked him if he wanted it harder. He cried out "Oh, yea! Oh God yea!" I pulled my self out of him so that I would have a moment's break and I could reposition him. I grabbed him by his hips and pulled him up to his knees. Joey climbed up onto his elbows. Then he turned his head to make eye contact with me. The look on his face was one of pure satisfaction. I then got behind him and spread his legs a little bit. I got on my knees and cradled his legs with my own. I then took a firm hold of his hip with one hand as I guided my cock back into his hot tight ass. I then reached under him with the hand that was now free and began fondling his limp cock. I fucked him slowly to keep myself from cumming as I played with him trying to get him erect yet again. It didn't take long. I began stroking his cock. Down as I plunged into him, and back as I backed out. After a few more minutes, Joey started muttering out incoherent words. I felt my oncoming orgasm. I was about to slow down again but Joey started showing signs that he was about to get off yet again. I released his dick and took hold of his hips. Having him totally under my control. I pulled him into me as I thrust forward, then pulling back again to he him from getting away from me. Then it happened. Both of us came at the same time. I dug into him with all my might as my dick swelled releasing it first shot of cum while Joey's ass tightened and he screeched out his burst of pleasure. Again and again I pumped into him, both of us in perfect rhythm, until Joey finally collapsed on the bed ripping my cock from his ass. I fell down beside him. Both of us were huffing and puffing. I rolled him on his side and cradled him. Finally we both began to relax. I squeezed him tight. Finally I got to the point where I could talk. "You ok? Did you like it?" He sat quiet for a minute until he could talk. "Are you fucking kidding? That was the best thing I have ever felt! It was amazing!" I cuddled him in my arms for a wile and then heard thunder and rain hitting on the window. The weatherman had said that a cold front was going to come through that night and drop the temperature from the mid 80's the low 60's by morning. Joey and I snuggled together in the bed. I pulled the comforter over us to keep us warm. "Can we do it again tonight?" He asked me. "Of course we can." I said as I hugged him tighter and he snuggled into me. "But lets rest a little bit. I need it." "Yea, me too." Joey replied. We laid there together for about an hour, listening to the storm out side. Before we were finally ready to do anything else.