Date: Sat, 11 Apr 2009 02:06:39 +0000 From: Simon Carter Subject: Cole The following story is a fictitous story, nothing about the story is real. It is purely a figment of my imagination and will be yours too, if you choose to read it. Let it be known that this story in no way tells, suggests, implies or otherwise the sexuality of the main subject. The story is pure fantasy and must be accepted as so. Also, let it be known that I do not know Cole or his brother and have never met them. You must be of legal age to read it and doing so implies you are of legal age. Furthermore, I will not be held responsible if you are not of legal age and are caught reading this story. Enjoy!!! Cole. I was at the AMC Theater on the last day of my vacation in Hollywood, Ca. It was my last futile attempt (so I thought, anyway.) to check out some Hollywood star cock. The movie had just begun and of out my periphal vision I saw some movement moving up the aisle, I turned to look in that direction and noticed a boy exiting the darkened theater. I quickly got up and followed behind the kid who was heading downstairs to the restroom, at one point I noticed the boy was wearing dark glasses which I thought was odd. He had shoulder length blond hair and was wearing a light purple long sleeve, close fit shirt, tail out and semi tight jeans and black tennis shoes. He turned the corner into the restroom and was out of my vision, I was maybe twenty feet behind him so I hurried to the restroom door and casually opened it, to the left was a long mirror with 6 wash basins, directly in front an equal number of stalls. To the far right were 6 stand up urinals and the boy was standing at one of them. I walked up to the urinals and stood at the urinal next to the boy, he was just a few inches shorter than me so I guessed his height to be 5' 6" tall. I greeted the boy and he said hi back, he didn't turn his head but kept looking forward, I took my cock out like had I had I pee, but the truth was, I had no urge at all. I stood there with my cock hanging over my pants, I didn't hear any piss hitting the urinal on the boy's side either. Just then my cell rang and I reached into my pocket to answer it, when I did it caused me to slightly pull away from the urinal which left me exposed. I noticed the boy was using his periphal vision to check me out and he had no idea I knew what he was doing. I pulled back a little more in the midst of my conversation giving my young voyeur a little more to look at, having done so I heard a slight audible gasp. Because of my height advantage I was able to see the boy had now turned his head to the left just a little and was checking me out. I looked down into his direction to see if I could see anything but his left arm was in the way. When I looked back up at the boy we made what I thought was eye contact, I really couldn't tell with the dark sunglasses he was wearing, so I smiled to get a response. He smiled back. I finished with my cell and put it away. We both must have stage fright, I said. He laughed. I looked down once again between the boy's legs only this time I tugged on his sleeve, he caught my meaning and let his arm fall to his side. I too gasped at the sight of his what seemed like a flaccid 5 inch cut cock hung over his balls, my nostrils flared and my breathing quickened at the sight of his young cock. Nice, I said audibly. He smiled and said thanks. The boy was chewing a large wad of gum and thought I smelled whiskey on his breath. I asked him his name and he told me his name was Cole, I greeted him and gave him my name, Simon. So Cole, you think I could see you without your sunglasses on, I asked. Yeah sure, he said. With that he held them up with his hand long enough to see his eyes. Sure enough, they were bloodshot, which would explain the wad of gum and alcohol breath. Whoa, better put those back on, I said. He laughed. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks, I recognized the laugh and the look. And like a school girl with new titties, I stumbled with my words as I tried to confirm and reaffirm who the boy was (As if he already didn't know who HE was.) You're Cole from TV and have a twin brother, I said excitedly. Shhh, not too loud, he said. Sorry, I said. You're a lot cuter in person than on TV, I said. Thanks, he said smiling. So, who are you here with, I asked. No one, just me. He said. Your brother, where is he. I asked. I don't know, he said. We take weekends off from each other, he goes with his friends and I hang out with mine, he added. I see, I said. We better get out of here I said before someone else comes in, I said. You think I could sit with you, I asked respectfully and nervously. Yeah sure, he said. Maybe noticing the tremor in my voice. We walked out of the restroom and back into the theater, we sat in the back next to each other. I couldn't believe I was actually sitting with Cole. Under the darkness of the theater and the attentiveness of the movie-goers, I made my move, I reached out with my right hand and began rubbing Cole's crotch over his pants. I nearly came from the excitement. I heard Cole whisper wait, so I pulled my hand back nervously. I then sensed he put his hand in his pants and adjusted himself. Okay, he whispered. I then looked around and reached over and felt his crotch for his cock, sure enough he had placed it where it was hanging down his leg. Oh my, it was so soft and rubbery and of course BIG. And then with no direction from me he reached over with his left hand over the crotch of my pants. A moan escaped my mouth. Shhh, he said. Sorry, I said. He chuckled. So, what kind of whiskey do you like, I asked as I kept rubbing his now engorged cock and him mine. Jim Beam, Black label, he said as a matter of fact. With coke, he added. I was a little surprised he knew so well the brand he wanted, then I remembered this is Hollywood, where they grow up a lot faster. Yeah, why don't we pick some up and go over to my hotel room for some fun. You game, I asked. Yes, he said excitedly. I was parked out front and we got into my car and drove the short drive over to the liquor store then over to my hotel room. First things first, I got on my cell phone and called the front desk and extended my stay another couple of days. It was a four star hotel, as I like to vacation in style. I'm sure my suite room was nothing new to Cole though. We went through the busy lobby quickly without getting noticed I hope, people were about their business that I hardly noticed anyone take note, besides as far as they knew he was my son, since I was barely old enough to be his dad. We got on the elevator and pressed my room floor to the nice suites and once at the floor we got out and entered the nicely decorated hall with gawdy furniture, then over to my room. I unlocked the door and open the door letting it sweep open, Cole walked in and I took one last look out the door then closed and locked it behind me. We went over to the living room and I flicked on the widescreen LCD TV on the wall, I tossed the remote to Cole and told him to find something he wanted to watch, while I fixed us some drinks. I went over to the kitchen and made us our drinks, when I returned Cole had the menu on the screen and asked if we could watch this, he had a preview of Night Crew Nurses on the screen, highlighted, ready to start the XXX porn by the press of the button. Go ahead, I said. Cole pressed the button and viola instant porn. I handed Cole his drink and he knocked the top off before slouching down in the couch. Soon the credits had passed and the opening scene is some slutty blond chick giving head to some stud muffin on the hospital bed. His cock which caught my attention was fat and looked to be atleast 8 inches long. Damn, nice cock, I said. Cole laughed. Next scene the nurse had pulled down her nurses gown and was bouncing her tits up and down, the guy on the bed was pulling himself up trying to suck on the bouncing titties. I looked over at Cole and I asked him he liked those titties, he gave me an ah huh with his eyes wide open and a smile . Occasionally sipping the drink in his hand. I looked down to his crotch and sure enough his cock was hard. I got up and went over to where Cole was seated and sat next to him with no more than 3 or 4 inches separating us. The chick on the screen was now fucking the guy's cock with her tits. Cole reached down with his hand was massaging his cock. Need help with that, I asked. Sure, he said. I reached over and began unbuttoning his pants, there was no resistance so I continued. Once I had his button undone I unzipped his zipper, he lifted himself up long enough to pull his pants down, his aching boner stretching out the material of his boxers. I put my hands to either side of his boxers and proceeded to pull them down, once again he lifted himself up and I was able to complete my mission. His hardon popped out, oh my, the boy was huge, atleast 7 inches of cut cock and fat too. Damn boy, you got a big dick, I said. I wrapped my hand around the soft skin of his hardened member and slowly worked it up and down. Cole made himself comfortable and took off his shirt and t-shirt leaving the boy completely naked. Cole sighed as I pumped his dick. He was super hard now, I got on my knees in front of him and opened up his legs then looked him the eyes. Go for it, he said. I then took the tip of his cock into my mouth and sucked on the head only. You keep doing that and you're gonna get a face full of cum, said Cole. Although I wouldn't mind Cole cumming in my face, I did want him to last. Oops, sorry, I said. I then took his cock into my mouth as far down as it would go, I couldn't take it all. Cole jerked back, slow, he said. You're gonna make me cum fast, he added. Sorry, I said. I'll go slow. I took my mouth off his cock and licked the shaft from his balls, which by the way had a few strands of hair on them, to the tip of his cock. I ran my tongue up and down the shaft of his cock, licking every inch of his delightful tube of flesh. Yeah, that feels good, moaned Cole. I then sucked on his balls and lifting them a little to lick that sweet spot just under his balls. He jumped from the pleasure, what are you doing, he asked. Just licking under your balls, you want me to stop, I asked. No, he said. I was in total awe with his boy frame, his legs were hairless except for some light, just started growth. His chest and stomach were smooth and hairless. He had some few strands on his pits, his pubes was a trim small patch of hair. Pull your knees up, I asked. He pulled them up and put his feet on the couch, exposing his butthole. The pink pucker was tempting, but I held back. Maybe too much too soon. I continued sucking up and down on the saliva covered cock. He opened his legs wider and I ran my hands on his smooth thighs, feeling the soft skin. Oh my, you're perfect, I said. Fuck my face with that beautiful cock, will you, I asked. I got back on the couch and had Cole get on the couch and stick his cock in my mouth. He started to piston in and out of my mouth, I was gagging at times on the big cock. Cole's attention was on the screen as the stud muffin was fucking the shit out of the blond whore. His smooth chest and stomach were right in my face, his skin was soft and perfect, no blemishes. His innie belly button was cute along with his nipples. He held on with his skinny arms on the couch. I looked up at his face and his hair, oh man he was the cutest boy on the planet at that moment. I could tell he was getting close, he was starting to scrunch his face with each push, biting his lower lip. I'm gonna cum, he said. He pulled his dick out and asked where I wanted it. I told him I wanted in my mouth. He then took hold of his cock in his hand and proceeded to jack off, it wasn't long before he came with 3 good squirts shooting into my mouth with the rest on my lips and cheeks. I swallowed the load of cum. Three shots of cum delicious, the look on Cole's face: Priceless. The End. I just wanted to say to all those who have read and enjoyed my stories over the years, thank you for all your wonderful comments. I have written about 100 stories, most of which can be found on google.com, alt.sex.stories.gay.moderated, search under Simon Carter, my pen name. This is my last story I will writing as my heart is no longer in it. Farewell, Pete.