Date: Fri, 21 May 2010 20:21:53 -0700 From: j malo Subject: Boy's Control Boy's Control (First Time) That fall morning a thick fog covered the city but I still decided to go to my favorite spot for a bike ride. Needless to say the bike path, which runs along the river was cover by the fog, I could not see very far in from of me but I was still enjoying it. Soon after starting my ride I stop on the side of the path to relieve myself. The fog gave me a sense of privacy. I was finishing when I heard someone in the fog approaching, quickly I put it away and knelt by the bike pretending I was fixing something. From the fog appeared a boy riding a bike too big for his size. He was thin wearing an over sized sweatshirt with the hood on, big jeans with the zipper down, I noticed it because of the way he stop, right at my eye level. " Hey mister do you know the time"? he said. "About 7:30 or 8" I said. He appeared not older than 15 so I asked, "aren't you supposed to be at school? "No I just turn 18... I know I look younger, because of my size, I get that all the time". He said struggling to stand on one foot on the tall bike. Every time he moved I could get glimpses of skin and dark hair, though he was blond. This made me feel so uneasy, I have never look or thought of guys in a sexual way at to this point. I got so nervous that I think he noticed it because he was looking at me with an almost defiant look and a coy smile. It was a new feeling to me, I was used to, in my line of work , to talk to strangers and put them on the spot without any intimidation on my part, and here I am feeling so nervous with this boy while he seemed so in control of the situation. His open zipper was so distracting, I was trying not to look, I didn't want him to see me looking, but something would make me look like I wanted to see more. Finally, he saw me looking, so I said to him "your zipper is down". he looked down but he didn't make any attempts to zipper up, he just look at me with the same defiant eyes and coy smile. His attitude made feel even worse, I didn't know how to react or say, so I just said the first stupid thing that came in my head, "It's going to escape if you don't close it" I said. He got off of his bike at this point, reaching down. I thought he was going to zipper up, so I looked away. I looked back when I figured he was done, but he wasn't he had his penis out, playing with it, pulling the long, thick foreskin back and forth slowly. I was paralyzed, hypnotized by the sight. It was the first time I was seeing and erect penis so close. It was long, slim and a bit curvy. I couldn't looked away, the small head was growing shinier. I didn't know what to do or say, the strangest feeling involved my whole body, still couldn't move. He approached slowly, I thought I heard him say, like in a dream " do you want to taste it?" I could not answer, my mind was blank unable to process the moment, my eyes fixed on the slow movements of his hand covering the wet glands with the long skin and then appearing again shinier, wetter. He got even closer I could smell the unmistakable mix of piss and cum coming from the shiny head, it was intoxicating He got even closer slowly grabbing the back of my head with one hand while still busy with his other hand. I was like in shock, it all seem like one of those dreams in which you try to run but you are unable to move. Unhurriedly he began to run the tip, so wet already, across my lips and around it the intoxicating smell penetrated my nostrils and my whole being, rendered me even more unable to move. My lips already wet from the traces of his precum, finally got the taste of it. I couldn't resist any longer slowly I open my lips allowing it to go in more while shyly like a puppy being fed for the first time, I started to lick his little head slowly, savoring his slimy sweet honey . He sighted and whispered words that I couldn't hear, it was like I was not there, gently he pull my head toward him to get more of his penis in. I still wanted to savor his head but he kept on pulling me and moving slow at he same time, going farther in each time. He slowed down a bit when he gag me but eventually went back moving my head with his body like some kind of a strange, seductive dance, whispering words I could not hear, suddenly he pull me all the way in, I felt his body shudder, his penis in my mouth grew bigger, he stopped whispering and loudly repeated yes, yes. I was gagging but he wouldn't let go until I felt the squirts deep in my throat, overflowing to my mouth and chin. He finally let go, pulled it out of my mouth, his little head now red still looking tasty, his dick looked even bigger on his thin frame, he put away got on his bike and disappear in the fog just as he came. I don't know how long I stayed there in the same position and in the same state of mind. Just as under the effects of some potent drug, his cum still dripping from my chin, his smell still lingering in my nose. I was dominated, overpower mentally and physically by this half boy and half man...but what a man. I couldn't comprehend how this had happened, thousand thoughts run in my head, Have this really happened? Was it just a dream? It couldn't have been when I could still felt him trembling inside my mouth, his taste deep in my sore throat and his smell, like part of my nostrils. There was no denying. Suddenly I realized, I did not even know his name I got on my bike and went looking for him, but he was gone the fog had swallowed him. (To Be Continued).