Date: Thu, 11 Aug 2022 16:24:18 +0000 From: Perroni5 Subject: Walking Around the Cemetery I hope this is OK to publish. PLEASE DONATE TO NIFTY! A bit of real life, a bit of imagination, who knows. Walking Around the Cemetery Gay, adult/youth. M/b I really appreciate the positive come ts on my other stories. Thank you. Hot weather makes me so very horny, it always has. I wander around admiring the perky asses framed in shorts, and looking at bundles of cock and balls just lying beneath the soft fabric. Beaches, parks, streets, there's a never ending amount to look at. Sometimes smooth legs, sometimes hairy, sometimes a sly peek up the shorts if they are sitting/lying down. An occasional horny glimps of cock skin or balls squashed inside. I always have to find a place to jack off, if my cruising doesn't result in some fun. Visiting family in a small town, I walked around the parks and finally a nearby cemetery, often the pick up places in small towns. It was very hot, about 4pm. The cemetery was beautiful, trees, shrubs, flowers, very well kept. A few people wandering around, a couple just meandering, two or three paying respects. I was thinking of heading back to my relatives when I saw a young figure appear walking a dog. I didn't think that he would be old enough to spark his interest. But, my horniness was boiling by this stage, so what the hell. He walked down the path towards me. As he got closer I reckoned he was about 13, very slim, about 5'4", fair to blond hair and a very pretty face. Oh, my desire for a boy rose enormously. He was wearing light coloured, camaflage type trousers, softish cotton, which meant I was denied a sneaky peak of his boy bulge. Incredibly he was wearing a light, black jacket with hood. He must be boiling. I smiled a 'hi' as we passed and he smiled a little too. Dam, he was very pretty. I tuned as he walked past and watched him take off his jacket and put the hood over his head, the jacket hanging loosely down his back. The soft cotton of his trousers hung over his little ass just enough to know there was certainly a nice handful there, even on his skinny frame. I followed him at a distance for a bit, waiting to see if he might turn round, but nothing. He was too young and innocent to be here cruising! I watched him skirt round behind some bushes and trees, his little dog bouncing alongside. My imagination ran to thinking that a horny young boy might be going to hide and furiously jack off, or at the very least have a pee. Yeah, hot weather really makes me pervy haha! I was close enough to get there and spy on whatever was happening. However, as I approached he was coming round the other side, obviously just walking through the area. Dam. We passed, I smiled again, he smiled back. " So hot today. Really nice little dog you have there." He smiled, said thanks, and slowly walked on. I watched and this time he did furtively look back, I made sure he knew I was looking at him, but I refrained from pulling my dick out and stroking at him lol. I sat down on the grass. He walked on, down the path and disappeared. Oh well, looked like I was going to go into the bushes myself. I lay for about 10 minutes, my cock rigid in my shorts. Time for some self-relief. I sat up, adjusted my eyes to the bright sunshine again. Then I saw the pretty boy again, coming down the path. He'd done a full circuit of the cemetery and was coming back round. Well, might as well try again, I thought. I moved to be more directly in line when he came round the other side. No one else was around now. He went down to go round the tree and bushy area, little dog bouncing along. My mind and cock were racing. Along he came, very slowly, playing with the dog, jacket over his arm now. Such a beauty. I looked over as he approached, "Great day for a long dog walk. What's his name?" "Thor." I smiled and said "Big name for a cute wee chap." "My dad named him, thought it was funny." "How old is he?" "A year. I got him for my birthday." I was looking him over, so fucking cute standing infront of me. What I had forgotten was my straining cock under my shorts. I noticed very short, furtive glances at my crotch as we continued to chat, family school, holidays etc. It was hard work keeping the chat going, but I was beginning to think a little fun could be had, even if it was just some mild exhibitionism for this gorgeous boy. As he bent to pat the dog at one point, I rapidly adjusted my flagpole cock to create a very obvious tent. When he stood, I kept chatting. His eyes flicked to my crotch, but remained a little longer. He must have worked out what lay beneath. He must be curious, otherwise why stay? Then, I'm sure in all boyish innocence, he put his jacket on his other arm, and in so doing revealed an unmistakable bulge in his trousers. The kid was hard too. I was sure he was totally new to all of this. I asked him to sit for a while and chat. As he sat, I again made sure my hard on was even more prominent, but I let him see me give the final tug of adjustment. His own boycock was to the side, the outline pushing against the cloth. Chatting to him, I dropped my gaze and let him know I was starting at his cock outline. The chat was less, more difficult to sustain as I now just wanted him naked! Glances were longer, my nudges and some little squeezes more frequent. He knew what he was looking at. He nudges at his a few times, but was almost now oblivious to the fact he was staring at my crotch, no matter how he tried to look side on, furtive etc. I had a quick glance round, still no one else. I made a longer grab round my tool through the fabric, his eyes fixed. It was now or never, I thought. He looked up at my face. "Want to see?" he didn't respond, but his eyes dropped to my crotch again. I put my thumb under the waist band and pulled them down at the front, hooking below my balls. The v shape perfectly framed my throbbing dick and squeezed my balls up. His eyes were focused totally, wide, his mouth slightly open. He'd either run, and me quickly after in the opposite direction, or more fun could unfold. I lifted my cock with my other hand, thick, fat man cock being devoured by this boy's gaze. I pulled the skin back a little, purple head, glistening slit. I was beyond holding back now. "Can I see yours too?" He looked me in the face again, then back at my cock and balls. He looked around and got on his knees, for a moment I felt he was about to run. The he unbuttoned the waist of his trousers and pulled the zipper open wide. I could see his boycock pressing hard, sitting to the right. He had blue waisted undies with Simpson figures. He looked quickly around again, then thumbs pulled the front of his undies down. A stunning, hooded boy cock shot upright. Slim, about 4 or 5 inches. There was a little glisten of boy precum at his slit and on the circle of his foreskin. Beautiful. I couldn't see his young sac yet, but could make out the softest looking patch of downy hair at the base of his cock. "Your cock is really nice." I said. His eyes were fixed on my hand now wrapped round my dick. Quick look around again, no one to be seen. The bushes and trees gave shadow cover, but anyone walking close would certainly have seen. I moved and knelt up, pulling my shorts down to just below my ass. He was completely lost in looking, but his hand had wrapped itself round his own cock. I slowly pulled at my dick, exposing the head, letting him see all of it, lifting it up and exposing my balls, squeezing and rubbing them. I turned and let him see my ass, deliberately bending forward, grabbing a cheek slowly, knowing he'd see my balls from behind and my tight man hole. I turned and faced him again, "Now you." Without hesitation, he knelt up, trousers fell and he pulled down his tight boxers. Delicious. Such a hard, beautiful boy cock, smooth balls. He almost mirrored what I had done. The soft hair only visible at the base of his cock, smooth everywhere else. When he moved to turn, I stopped stroking my dick as the sight of his little boy ass might take me over the edge. Sure enough, as he turned and that little butt came into sight, I almost gasped. Two beautiful globes of peachy smooth skin, his skinny smooth legs slightly parted. He bent, pulled on a cheek. His boyhole stretched and twisted, still so pink and tight looking, with his balls just visible. He turned back, "You look amazing." I said. I shuffled over slightly so that I was next to him. I was considerably taller, even kneeling. I started wanking next to him. He was still fixed on my crotch. I stretched my hand a little and gently pushed his own off of his cock, then wrapped my fingers round. He shivered slightly. I began to stroke up and down, taking my other hand I cupped his smooth sac. Only a few strokes and he buckled a bit, and I felt warm, wet boy cum in my hand. He was panting, his pretty face flushed red. I took the handful of boycum and smeared it over my cock as I jacked. I took his hand and placed it under my balls. He held them as best he could. My other hand I easily stretched down his back, fondling his cute butt and finally pressing against his little boyhole as I shot a huge load onto the grass. I twisted to watch his eyes staring at a heavy man load firing from my fat cock. That was incredibly good. I gave him a gentle hug round the shoulders, "That was great. You're really nice and sexy." I said. I glanced down and saw that a little blob of boycum was on the head of his still hard cock. I couldn't resist and bent forward, engulfing him easily in one. What a sweet, salty boy! I swirled my tongue round and round the smoothest of skin, cleaning his cock of his delicious nectar. His hands went on my shoulders, little "oohs" and "aahs" escaping. I just kept going, sucking at his virgin cock. My hand went round to my favourite boy part, and squeezed at his cheeks, then I pushed a finger between and found his little boycunt. He was hot and sweaty there, and I circled and pushed till my fingertip breached his pussy lips. At that, my mouth tasted a few squirts of boy juice, which I happily swallowed. All in the space of about a minute! The incredible, unbridled horniness of young boys. We arranged our clothes, he watched my thick flaccid cock disappear under my shorts. I chatted with him, throughout, he was all very ok with what we'd done. And, yes, a beautiful virgin boy had had his first fun. "Here tomorrow, same time, if you want to." I smiled and gently squeezed his little butt as he wandered off. He looked back a couple of times and I threw him a wave. I love these small towns sometimes, and that innocent, extreme horniness of young boys who are willing to explore.