Date: Mon, 17 Sep 2007 18:49:48 +0200 From: budbundy_no@hotmail.com Subject: Window shopping and beyond. This is my first try in the adult/youth section. This is not a true story (if only) but strictly a fantasy of mine. I couldn't look less like the man in it. It contains sexual scenes between an adult and a 12 year old. If this is not for you, don't read it. Enjoy. My name is Mark. I'm 25 years old. Goodlooking if I say so myself. Nice muscletone. Between jobs at the moment, unemployment sucks so I have plenty of time on my hands. I'm windowshopping nearly daily, I'm that bored. I was passing the CD and DVD store when I saw someone familiar. I hoped he'd turn around so I'd see his face and confirm my suspicion. It was him all right. Had he ever looked sexier? He is Chris and is 12 years old. I worked at his school a while back as an assistant to the janitor and all round handyman there. I loved it when I had to work in the schoolyard seeing all those sexy boys everywhere. All shapes and sizes. A feast for my eyes in every direction. I wasn't in a position to interact with the boys, that was the assistants in the classrooms job. But that did not prevent the boys from showing an interest in me. They would often come up and chat with me. It was hard not showing how interesting this was to me. Chris in particular. He would always egg me on and try to get me to come after him. And now here he is right in front of me. Why isn't he in school though? I've come in to the shop and he spots me. Will he remember me? Well, let's see: "Hi there" he says. "Long time no see" I respond. "We never see you around the school anymore" "I don't work there no more. Why aren't you in school?" "We have the day off" "No, you don't. I walked by the school earlier, the yard was filled. Playing hookie, huh?" He smiles mischieviously at me. It's a nice smile. Chris is no beauty, he has a rather plain face, not ugly, but not pretty either, which has always been the kind of boys that turn me on the most. It's boys like Chris that is the most persistent in my fantasies. I've always wondered why since I love beauty so much. But his smile, that's his best feature, it really lights up his face, he's always so damn cute when he smiles. It's the one thing that makes him look truly gorgeous. "What are you up to?" he asks me. "Oh, just walking around being bored" "Me too. Can I join you?" My heart nearly stops. Damn, an invitation. "Sure thing" I say, hoping he won't notice how exited I've gotten. We walk around for a while and I tell the boy I'm hungry. "You want a burger, my treat?" Chris nods. "You'd do that for me?" "Don't see why not" Actually this is pretty bold of me. Just a few years ago I wouldn't have dared but this opportunity is to hard to pass up. Chris wolfes down the burger and noisily slurp his coke. We sit and digest the food for a while and he rests his hand on my arm. Thank God for the table because if I weren't hard before my cock feels huge now. My arms is bare and it's like an electric shock shoots up my arm from that light touch. "Uhm, I think the bowling alley is open early today, wanna go play?" "Sure. I'm not very good, though" "Oh, you'll do fine" When we get there and change in to some ugly fucking shoes he gets to shoot first. I just love to see his sexy body move around. He has taken off his annoying buttcovering sweater and I'm delighted to see his shirt is tucked in. It's somewhat loose pants but they tighten around his firm buttocks when he throws the ball. He gets a strike and turns to me with a smile. "Not very good indeed" I say. "Hey, I lied" he laughs, a lovely loud sound. I go to work doing my best to beat him but it's me that's not very good. I never have been. I loose. "I have to go to the bathroom" Chris says. "Actually me too" He grabs my arm and drags me along. When I go to the urinal he stands next to me and just whips it out letting go. As it would look stupid not to I do the same. I have no idea how my dick stays down, it takes a mighty effort on my part. I don't dare to check him out cause I know what'll happen. I finish washing my hands first. As he finishes he must have seen me staring in the mirror. "Why are you always checking out my body?" I stand there not knowing what to say. "I was not" "Yes, you were. You always did in school too" "I did, huh?" "You think I'm hot don't you? Never mind, you do, I've seen men look at me before, I can tell" My mouth opens. Then closes. I only manage to nod. "You're one of those perverts from the news" "I'm no pervert kid. I just look" "You never touch the boys you're with?" "Only what they allow me to. If they say stop I stop" "I should belive that?" "No one is stopping you from walking away" I stroke his cheek. "You are really hot you know" I can see the kid is flattered. "And I have a feeeling you don't mind much" I pull him to me and hug his sexy body close. Chris goes stiff, then slowly relaxes. His hands encircle my waist and he hugs back. I decide to take a chance. "Want to come to my place?" He steps back and looks at me. Then down at my obvious bulge. I can see he is interested. I step over to the urinal. "I may have some left" He approaches, stands next to me, and looks down. I don't even try to hide my hardon. I see his crotch stirring. "Want to touch? Just put your hand on it" "I'll come home with you" he says in a somewhat strangled voice. *************** I take him to a room and show him something I'm working on. "A puzzle? Damn, how many pieces is this?" "13000" "You're shitting me?" "Nope. I have about 5000 done and a lot of work left" We stay by the puzzle for a little while and he manages to find one piece. But we have little time. As we sit hunkered down I keep touching his back and shoulders. I take him by the arm and out of the room. "You do realise you are alone with an adult who wants to have sex with you, right?" I ask him. "I know that" "You are totally defenseless, there is no one to help you, no one to stop me from doing whatever I want to you" "I..uhm..I know that" "Doesn't that scare you?" "Why, are you going to hurt me?" "No, I'm not. But you couldn't know that when you came here. You still wanna have sex? If not, the front door is that way" "I'm ready" Chris says. "Here's the rules; you can leave any time but until then I'm in charge, unless you get uncomfortable" "OK" I take his hot body in my arms, kissing him deep. I feel him tremble in exitement. "Open up to me" Chris' lips part when we kiss again and he presses his tongue to mine. I hold him harder, cock growing. He is spectacular in my arms. "You feel real good, kid" I take him by the hand. "Come with me" I take him to the living room whre there is a full length mirror. I want to see him back and front as I undress him. Standing behind him I kiss his neck. "You make me so horny" I say in a thick voice, dick rubbing against him. I take hold of his shirt at the bottom and pull it up, my knuckles sliding up his smooth skin. As I toss it aside his body is everything I have ever dreamed. There is no tan, the skin a pale, creamy white, erect nipples pink. The chest is smooth and ends in a narrow waist. Chris has got a wonderfully sleek back and I run my hands over it. "We're gonna have such fun" He's small between the shoulders and the shoulders themselves look almost delicate, begging to be rubbed. I grab them and massage gently. "God, your sexy. Open your fly" He unzips his pants giving me a glint of boxers. I bend down, yanking them down around his ankles. Christ steps out of them. He now only has boxers and socks. The boxers are silk and very tight, hugging a delectable ass. I press my face against it, drawing a deep breath. Hands going in front I feel the tent there. The kid's 12 year old dick is rock hard. I close a hand around it, elisiting a groan from the boy. "Like that, huh?" I stroke him faster and soon feel the fabric getting moist. "Your shooting allready, huh?" He just moans in response as I squeeze the tip of his cock. Getting up I just stand there soaking up the sight and smell of boy. Chris turns to me. "Come with me" I lead him over to the couch. I sit down and pull him close wrapping my arms around his waist. "Ready for more?" Chris nods, unable to speak through the tightness in his throat. "You're horny, huh?" "Yes. Yes" "First time with another guy?" "Yeah. I've been...thinking about it for some time" My hand glide up his back, the other his chest. "You don't know how hot you are, do you?" "I am?" "Oh, yes. From the first time I laid eyes on you I thought you were the sexist boy I've ever seen. And I've seen some hotties believe me" I push him on his back, his legs remaining across my lap. I take one and put it up on my shoulder. This leaves his legs wide open. My hand goes higher and higher on the smoothest thigh I've ever touched. "God, you're fucking hot" As I near the crotch his breathing starts going faster. The lust on his young face evident. I rub his hard dick through the boxers. He moans from deep in his throat. "Oh, yes. Oh, touch me" I take hold of his boxers and pull the cloth down in front so his cock pops out, head peaking out from the foreskin. I lift my ass and pull my own pants down, nothing underneath. Chris stares at my 7.5 inches, letting his eyes go from my pubic hair to the top of the head. I get on my knees, leaning over him. He looks nervous, uncertain. "We can stop right now if you want?" Chris shakes his, head, curiosity winning. I take his member between my fingers, pulling the skin back to expose the whole head. When I rub it a single word escapes his lips. "Shit" "Feels good, don't it?" I tickle his balls while I keep working on the head. "Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God" Chris' hand reaches for me, grabs me, closes his hand around my big cock. His fingers just manage to overlap around the thickness. It's not the biggest cock around but based on his eyes it must look huge to him. "See. That wasn't so hard was it?" "The first cock other than mine I've touched" "Your own is quite impressive, beautifully hung, aren't you?" Chris blushes. "It's true kid. You have an awesome cock, fucking lovely" I take his whole cock and we masturbate each other. "What's it like? Everything you've hoped for?" "It's amazing. I've wanted it for so long" I get lower and my hand reaches for his great nipples, tweaking them. My mouth closes around his whole dick, then I slowly slide them to the top where I flick my tongue against his head. "Oh, fuck. That's amazing. I'm being blown by a guy. That's so hot" I use my tongue on every inch of him. Going in circles around the head, up and down the shaft. I suck both his stones in my mouth, squeezing the sack with my mouth. My hands are twisting his nipples and he screams from the mix of pleasure and a little pain. By now his boxers are down around his ankles and he kicks them off. I sit up, looking down at him, his whole beautiful self exposed, naked and looking so vulnerable underneath me. "I think we're going to have a wonderful time together Chris" *************** I wait patiently while he goes to the bathroom. When he comes back I wave him over. Standing between my legs I hold his waist tight. "Damn, kid, you feel good. Sit next to me" Chris does, legs in the couch. I rest my hand on his thigh, pressing my face in his hair, smelling it. He looks down at my cock. "Touch it again, Chris. I know you want to" With trembling hands he grabs me, starts groping my shaft. I push my hand under his ass as I cradle his cheek with the other. I turn his face to mine. Chris looks into my eyes as his hand keeps working on my dick. "That's nice, baby. Don't stop" I groan. We kiss hard, my hand rubbing his shoulder. He never stops masturbating me as he kisses me passionately back. Hungrily, he pushes in his tongue. His really warming up to this and I hear small purrs in his throat. Chris puts his legs on the floor, resting his ass on my hip. I kiss his cheek as my hand wanders under his shirt. "You are so hot. So incredibly hot Chris" I pull him onto my lap so his legs dangle on the outside of mine. Thighs spread my cock points up between them. His own penis resting on top of mine. I sink a little lower into the couch. His back is pressed against my chest, his soft neck in front of my face. He spreads his legs further apart and take hold of my cock again, running his thumb over the piss slit. I groan out loud. "You're good at that" I take a two fingered grip on his and start going up and down him slowly. "Does this feel good?" I ask. "M-hm" "Like your cock in my hand?" I ask, tweaking his nipples with the other. "Yes. It feels so good" We masturbate eachother in the same pace, grunting and moaning. Chris moves a little to the side, armpit over my shoulder, arm around my neck. He is panting hard now, thrusting in my hand. "Don't stop, Mark. Don't stop. Oh, yes, jerk me off. I'm cumin" I feel his whole body go tight. Lifting a leg into the couch he raises his hips off my lap, into the air as he goes off. My cockhead pokes his ass while his juices shoots and shoots. "Oh, yes" he yells. "Oh, man, mmmmmmhhhhhfuuuck" "Shoot your load, baby, that's it. That's so beautiful" Spent, he twists his body around "Thanks, Mark, I love you for that. It was awesome" Chris kisses me deeply, gratefully. One leg on the floor, the other thrown across one of mine, Chris is half lying in my arms. Our tongues clashing, my hands are groping his buttocks. "I wanna see your load, Mark. I wanna see you shoot so bad" Chris straddles one of my thighs to get access to my balls. He squeezes them as I'm squeezing one of his buttocks. His tongue is buried in my throat. "I'm gonna come, sexy boy" I say, interrupting the kiss. He rests his butt on my thigh again, legs on the floor between mine, jerking me off, fast. "Come on, Mark. I wanna see it" I can hear the exitement in his voice. My seed flows through my shaft, then erupts like a volcano, gushing out, four loads, landing on his arm, some dripping onto his hand. "That's so fucking hot" Chris says, meaning every word. I fall on my back, exhausted. Chris rips his shirt off. I sit up to remove mine and then he collapses on top of me. I hold him in an embrace, cradling his small rounded asscheeks. "Have you been shooting for long Chris?" "A few months, but it's never felt like that before" He is still half erect and I can fell him humping me, growing more. "That was the best I've ever had" he says, humping faster. "Oh man, I'm cumin again" His sperm flows between our bodies. Finally he goes limp while drawing deep breaths. He relaxes in my arms a little then suddenly sits up. "Listen, uhm, I've got to go" 'Uhoh' I think 'he's having regrets' Indeed he has. Passion spent he's having second thoughts. I watch him as he starts pulling his clothes back on. "You better use that towel to dry off the cum" I say. Chris does. I see his lovely buttocks vanish in his underwear. He gets fully dressed and looks back at me. "Never tell someone OK?" I can only nod. No chance of that. "This doesn't mean I'm gay" "Of course it doesn't" I say, humouring him. Chris leaves, not looking back. I take some of his cum left on my body and stick it in my mouth. Hands behind my head I smile. "You'll be back, kid. You'll be horny eventually and will want more" I'm positive he will. **************************** Hope those reading this liked it. Should I write more? You think Chris is ready for the next step? Let me know at budbundy_no@hotmail.com