Date: Mon, 17 Feb 2003 21:57:10 +1100 From: michael hines Subject: Young Blonde Boy 13 This story has not caused any problems for anyone, as it is a part of my imagination. Nothing written here occurred. If you have a problem with teenage /man sex please leave. If this sort of thing is illegal in your country then don't even bother to read this. You have been warned and I take no responsibility for your problems. Leave now if you are under 18 years of age. I have no way of knowing whether you are younger. If you are be careful because this work is not for you. Please email me if you have some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me about this story. The characters in this story are not practising safe sex and you should not imitate their behaviour. Be safe and take care. Young Blonde Boy 13 Kevin danced down the Mall. His eyes lit up as he saw the Palace and looked at the Mews on the right hand side. His arms grabbed me as he trembled with excitement. We walked to the Palace and looked across the busy road at the guards and the splendid building. My boy was beside himself. His blonde fringe crossed his face as the gusts of wind crossed his forrid. He cuddled into me and gasped at the wonders that he was seeing. We crossed the park and ended up near Westminster Abbey. It was too late to walk through the Cathedral but we looked at it and Big Ben and Parliament. Kevin was alive with interest and questions. I had to keep remembering that I had my beautiful boy with me as I had seen all of these places before. Kevin was the tourist and if I thought he was intelligent before, he really displayed his knowledge as we looked at the Historic places in London. Many men were having one great perv at my boy. My gaydar was flashing as I watched their faces and even checked some guys as they followed us. What did they think? Kevin was going to leave me and get with them? Shit Kevin was with me. He hadn't a clue about these men. I guess they hoped I would leave him for a time then they could try to get into his pants. We caught a bus back to the West End and found the Restaurant that my boss wanted us to use. Kevin was tired but his eyes lit up when he realised that we were going to eat. He looked at me and played with my face as he stared. "Going to have some food, courtesy of my boss." I told him. "I'm hungry," he muttered, "but I'm a bit sleepy." "Let's eat some of the best food in London and then go to bed." I told Kevin. Kevin smiled and read the Menu. His eyes widened as he looked at the cost. "Dad this is so expensive. I can't let you spend this money on me. It's too much." "Let me worry about that." I told him. "We have a lot of life together, get used to lots of money at your disposal." Kevin was silent for a while. His eyes lowered and moistened. His face contorted as he looked at me. "I've never been in a place like this and never had anyone spend so much money just for me to eat." "I want to do this for you Kevin. We can afford this every night. In fact the rest of our trip and home life will be the same." "What do I have to do to repay you? Let you fuck me all the time?" "No my boy, I love you and want you to be in my arms and cuddle you. I love you Kevin," Kevin's tears dropped onto the Menu as a young waiter came for our orders. Kevin was holding my hands and weeping as the young guy held his notebook for our orders. I clutched Kevin and ordered for him. The waiter openly perved on my boy. I knew what he wanted. Kevin was overwhelmed I knew. This was a new place for him. No one had ever given him any pleasure in the World he had experienced. His life had been full of difficulties and nasty times at his home. I could give Kevin so much more I knew and his enthusiasm for my interests encouraged me greatly. "Kevin, enjoy this dinner and you don't have to even think about repaying me." I told him quietly. "I am, in your words, your dad. Therefore I want you to trust me and enjoy our new life. I want to give you everything that I can, as you are simply a wonderful, clever teenager whom I adore. You deserve the best. To have you looking at me across the table is a joy, having you beside me as we wander through London is wonderful and to sleep with you is just the best. I love you so much Kevin. I just want you to be happy and relaxed as you discover the World with me. I have to go to work again on Saturday and conduct a couple of interviews. They are all about the possible war that Australia may be drawn into with The UK and America. I must talk with our Prime Minister and Mr Blair. They have agreed to let me talk to them and let our people at home know more about the problems that we face." "I know what you are doing. I didn't know about Saturday. You going to let me watch you again?" Kevin asked. "Of course my boy. If you want to watch the interviews I would love it." The entrée arrived. The Waiter took a long time placing the plate in front of Kevin. His eyes darted over his body and his tongue licked his young lips. I knew Kevin was beautiful but this young waiter was salivating as he placed Kevin's food on the table. I had a very stunning boy with me I knew. He wasn't dense; in fact he was very clever. I reckoned Kevin understood what was happening: "He wants me dad." Kevin whispered to me. "He keeps looking at my body and cock. He's a good-looking kid but I don't want him up me. I want to sleep in your arms and let you screw me. You know how to love me. I don't want any fast fucks that boys always do. I now understand being loved and having your cock in me all night long. I want to go to bed and feel you all night. Your cock in my arse is sooooooooo good." We ate and chatted and then ate some more. The main course came via the Waiter. His eyes rested on Kevin as he prodded the vegetables onto our plates. Kevin smiled and encouraged the kid to feast on his cock as he accepted the food. Kevin teased the guy and grinned at me as he played with his hard cock. The waiter went in to a tailspin. He dropped the hot veggies from his tray and tried to speak. Kevin laughed and I looked at two cocks that were at full mast. Kevin realised the predicament and tried to help the poor waiter. Both boys were on their knees trying to clean the carpet of lost veggies. I playfully slapped Kevin and told him to sit up and eat what he had. The waiter jumped up and told us that he would bring another tray immediately. I tried to calm him down and told him that it was okay. We were sorry that he lost it. Kevin giggled as I tried to make the waiter comfortable and happy to serve us some more. "It doesn't matter young fellow." I told him. " We will happily eat from your next tray." Kevin thought the whole scene was very funny, he giggled and had no pity for the agonised server. I watched the wonder of teens sharing something bad, then laughing at it. I did the same. We all laughed and nothing more was said. The waiter scurried to the kitchen and reappeared very quickly with another dish of vegetables. Kevin saw him coming to our table and winked at me. "Bet I could get him to drop that load as well." He smirked. "Don't even try." I told him. "The English don't have your sense of amusement. He is very embarrassed. Let him serve us and don't start flirting again. He's bloody hot for you Adonis. He wants your cock." "Yea, well he's not getting it!! The only guy who touches me is you. I like teasing though, you mind that?" "No, in fact I love it Kevin. You are so gorgeous and have had many guys perv at you all afternoon. This kid wants to get into your pants. He's having a bad time here and may not keep his job if he continues this behaviour." "I wouldn't want that." Kevin said. "Have I caused him problems?" "No not really. But you are so good-looking and so sexy. Your blonde fringe is sitting over your forrid and your face is so alive. Your body that I know so well is spread over the chair and your arms are outstretched so enticing. You are simply the most delightful, sexy boy in this place. This is a famous restaurant. You look so good that the patrons here would love to bed you Kevin. Most people who can afford this place are wealthy older men. Have a look around the tables at the men. Check their eyes! The have watched you ever since we got here." "Uh, I haven't looked. They like me?" Kevin stammered. "Yea more than that they would love to fuck you I bet." "I'm very hard Dad. My cock is full on and I want to be felt and played with by you. I am still full of your juice. I have to let some of it go out now. My arse is leaking. Got to go to the toilet.' "It's over there." I pointed to Adonis. "Go fix yourself and then the new veggies will be here." Kevin stood up. His cock was almost transparent in the tight, light pants he was wearing. I heard a sigh come from the pervs who had ignored their dinners choosing instead to feast on my boy. Kevin walked across the dining room completely unaware of the reaction his beauty was doing to the men. I watched them play with their flies and gasp at he passed each table. Some men rose and started to follow him. I stood and ran to stop them interfering with my boy. Kevin was surprised to find me by his side. "I'm okay." he said as we walked to the toilet. "You need to go as well?" "No," I replied, 'but you will have a few guys with you in the toilet. They have jumped from their tables and are following you. I have stopped their progress. They are actually pissed off that I saw through their actions." "They want to put their cocks up me?" Kevin asked. "Yea, something like that." I replied. "I need to squat a bit as you know. Don't want men hearing that. You are okay, as you put it there. But, shit I don't want to be screwed by them in the toilet." "I know my boy, you do what you need to do. I will stay outside the cubicle and wait for you." Kevin attended to his needs and joined me. We walked back to our table. The eyes of Kevin's pervs seemed like daggers, as they looked me. I smiled at my boy and put my arm around his shoulders. Adonis moved his head against my arms. "Love you so much Alex. I feel so good with you." He said. "Let's enjoy the food." I finally said. We faced each other, forgetting the eyes that were watching. We ate and chatted, enjoying each others company. I was falling more and more in love with this boy. He wasn't innocent I knew, but he was so good for me. I welcomed his youth and loved his beauty. We laughed about the day and enjoyed our main course and the delicious sweets that we were given. Kevin was tiring. His young tummy was full and his eyes drooped. "Let's go back to the hotel." I suggested. "Yea, I want to sleep now." We left the room to the applause of the guys who fancied Kevin. I held my boy's shoulders and manipulated his body towards the exit. Kevin turned to the guys and scratched his cock. What a tease I had with me, I thought. "Going home to get done." He called out. More applause followed our departure. I hailed a cab and we sagged together on the back seat of the black cab. "Was I bad?" Kevin muttered. "No you were fine my boy. You gave those guys what they wanted, almost!" "I'm sleepy now." "I know Kevin. Time for bed I reckon. We'll continue our sightseeing tomorrow." I told him. Kevin's body pushed against me as we drove to our hotel. I paid the cabbie and carried Kevin to the lift. The duty porter helped me with the lift's door and pressed all the right buttons. I undressed my sleeping boy and put him in our bed. He mumbled good night and drifted into a deep sleep. My day was almost finished but I needed to check emails and what were required tomorrow. I booted my laptop and checked my mail. Shit, I thought, as my companies email wanted me back at 10 a.m. tomorrow to interview the Prime Minister and Mr Blair. I had forgotten all about my job and it's demands as Kevin and I enjoyed each other. The clock showed 11 p.m. I needed to read a bit and concentrate. Had to earn my salary I realised. Kevin was asleep. My work was advanced a bit, no more tourist days. Kevin would come with me, and the company knew about him, certainly the owner. Our driver sent mail. He would be here at 9-30am to collect us. He would look after Kevin he said. Mail from New York was even harder to take. Boys ready for your boy. Want to film his fucking on Mon night. Big bucks for you. It's different now I thought. I put the mail in the too hard basket, gave up and closed the computer. I turned off lights and threw my clothes over the bedroom chair on top of Kevin's. I was whacked and crawled between the sheets feeling the heat and smelling the musky scent of teen-boy in my bed. Kevin was lying on his side, breathing deeply. I thrust my arms around his neck and drew his face to mine. His breath bathed my cheek. I felt his groin pressed against mine. I had my boy in my arms and my body was against his. Kevin sighed and cuddled. We moved into each other as sleep overtook me. Kevin's cock straddled mine as I pulled his body tighter. We slept. To be continued.