Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2014 00:59:12 -0700 (PDT) From: Kublai Khan Subject: Jordan and Jeff This is the first instalment of what could become a multi-part story, if enough people like it. Any feedback welcome at kkinxanadu@yahoo.com I'd love to hear from you. ************************************ Jordan and Jeff -- by Kublai Khan I was ten when my mother died. My father having died a few years earlier I was left alone with my stepfather (my mum's second husband). He had always been great with me and he was indeed the only father figure I really knew. His name was (still is) Jeff. I love and admire him like mad and I would do anything to please him. My name is Jordan. Because I was afraid of sleeping alone, he allowed me to share his bed for a while. The first time I saw him walk naked out of the bathroom and get inside the bed I was stunned. 'You don't wear pyjamas?', I asked. 'Never. I don't like it. But you can if you want.' I decided it would be more fun not to wear pyjamas either so I joined him stark naked. We cuddled a bit and I felt really safe and warm in his manly arms. With his grown-up embrace protecting my young nude body pressed against his, our skins touching, I could smell his body odour, the odour of a strong, powerful and yet soft and loving man. He switched the light off and I soon began to fall asleep. As I turned around to find a more comfortable position my arm accidentally brushed against his penis. I froze for fear of being told off for having done something bad but he did not react. He was already asleep himself. Spurred on by an inside curiosity I brushed against his penis again in a way that could easily have been construed as accidental had he suddenly woken up. He did not. I did it a third time, still no reaction but it did not feel the same: his penis had grown bigger and harder. Very carefully I moved my hand towards it and touched it with one finger. I very gently poked it a little and it felt both hard and soft. 'I'm sure this also happens to you' I suddenly heard him say. With that he turned around and put his hand on my penis. He did not touch it like I had touched his, he simply rested his hand on it. The warmth of that hand felt fantastic and so did the fact that it fully covered my whole genitals, penis and testicles alike. It felt like he was holding the whole of me, and not just my genitals, in his powerful hand. I felt so small and so utterly his, so defenceless and yet so safe. I didn't want it to ever stop. And sure enough, I was hard too. 'You see', he said with a laugh, 'it happens to you too. Now let's go to sleep.' I ignored his last sentence and said 'But yours is so much bigger... Can I... see it ?' He sighed and said 'If you want.' I switched the light back on, got on my knees next to him and pulled the quilt down to his ankle. There it was. Upright in all its glory, his adult penis seemed absolutely huge to me. (It is actually 6.5' which is pretty big but not monstrous). I had never seen anything that symbolized so much the power and strength of a grown-up man and I immediately loved it. I was mesmerized. I felt drawn to it. I couldn't get my eyes off it and I felt an urge to get as close to it as possible so I could touch and smell it. For 'this' was Jeff and Jeff was all I had left in life. He was the man I needed to protect me. All I wanted to do was to cuddle up as close to him as I could and feel his manly arms around my little body. I wanted to feel small and fragile and to feel the warmth of his body all around me. I wanted to give myself to him and to feel his protection, power and domination over me. All these feelings were triggered by the sight of his penis by which I was hypnotized. 'OK. You've seen it. Now let's try to get some sleep.' He pulled the quilt back up and I switched the light off again. But I could not get my mind off Jeff's penis and I stayed awake, staring at the ceiling vividly remembering what it looked like. After a while and although I knew he was not asleep - I don't know how I knew it, I just did - I spread my arm towards him and deliberately put my hand on his now flaccid penis. I rested it there and did not move. It felt both soft and thick and an incredible feeling of well-being submerged me. Hoping he would not stop me, I dived under the quilt and wriggled my way down. I rested my head on his belly and my hand started to feel its way around his penis. It slowly moved up to his pubic hair with which it played a little, before going down onto his penis again then to his almost hairless testicles. Everything felt very soft and very strong at the same time. 'Just like him with me' I remember thinking. It was dark and silent under that quilt and I could smell the odour of his crotch, an odour I immediately came to love. I cupped my little hand under his testicles and they felt pretty heavy. I put my fingers around his penis and slowly lifted it. Even though it was flaccid my little fingers could only just join around it. I loved the feeling of holding it in my hand. It was soft, heavy and strong. The faint but distinct smell added to the strange feeling that was beginning to overwhelm me that THAT was manhood and that I had somehow finally found the man I had always been missing ever since my father had died when I was an infant. I actually felt a surge of love for Jeff while holding his penis... which started to move and grow, getting slowly bigger, thicker and harder. I resumed stroking it slowly and softly, enjoying every second of it. Obviously Jeff was enjoying it too as he let out a couple of hissing sounds and his legs started to part and open wider and wider. Funnily enough, Jeff was the one who had taught me everything I knew about sex. He had always answered my questions and all I knew about the 'facts of life' I owed to him. He had never shied away from explaining sexual things and I was aware that sex was not only about making babies but also (primarily?) about giving and receiving pleasure. I knew about things like erections, masturbation and ejaculation. I even knew about fellatio, I liked the idea of it, and sodomy, an idea I did not like too much. He had shown me pictures found on online encyclopaedias that showed both flaccid and erect penises. One such picture showed a penis after ejaculation. It was still hard, but obviously less than it had been a few moments before, and sperm was running out of it, along the shaft and onto the pubic hair and stomach of its owner. That picture fascinated me and I wondered what sperm really looked and smelt like. Jeff suddenly pulled the quilt away from us and switched the light back on again. 'You must be hot under that thing, no?' I was indeed but I was also enjoying the smell of his manly body. The removal of the quilt from over my head however allowed me to actually see what I was playing with and I couldn't get my eyes off it. I loved the shape and the size of it, I loved the pubic hair at the base of it, I loved the not-so-hairy testicles that were not hanging down but curled up in an almost perfect and compact sack. Jeff noticed my interest. 'You like it?' he asked 'Yessss!' 'That much, really?' he asked with a chuckle. 'Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!' I answered laughing. On a sudden impulse I kissed the top of his penis. I paused for a couple of seconds then kissed it again. And again, and again, and again, and again... 'Stop it! You'll swallow it!' Jeff said laughing I stopped but playfully kept my lips on the tip of his penis. Jeff soon said 'It feels good'. I didn't move for a few seconds then I lightly blew some air out of my mouth. 'It feels real good'. Spurred on by my fascination for his penis and by his approval I darted my tongue out and gently licked the tip of his penis. The moan I heard told me he was enjoying it at least as much as I was myself. I licked it again a few times then Jeff took over and directed me. 'This is great, Jordan. You're a real good boy. Don't stop. Listen to what I say but don't stop. I want you to keep licking but not only with the tip of your tongue, I want you to use the whole surface of it. I want you to lick it like you would an ice-cream. Yes! That's it! Great! Good boy, Jordan. You're a real good boy. Now I want you to go down and lick my testicles right from underneath them. Don't use your hands. Just push them up with your nose and start licking slowly with all the surface of your tongue. Can you feel their weight and warmth on your little face? Do you like it? ['Yes' I said] Good. Lick them slowly... all around... several times... Yesss... Now go back underneath again... Further down... Further... Further... Yes... Start from here and go up veeeery slowly. Yes... Do it a few more times... Gooood... Now next time you get to the base of my penis I want you to carry on licking all the way up to the top of it. Yes... Good... No, don't worry, this is not pee. It's pre-cum. You remember what I told you about sperm and ejaculation? I also said that there was a special liquid that came out before sperm. Well, this is it. It's not pee. It's a bit salty but quite tasty. I want you to be a good boy and lick it up. No need to be afraid. Just stick your tongue out and lick it up. That's it. Is it bad? ['Mmm... No, it's quite nice'.] Atta boy! You are a good obedient little boy and I am proud of you. Now keep on licking all around the top of my penis. And if any more pre-cum oozes out you know what to do.' I was loving every second of it. The taste of pre-cum was surprising at first but not unpleasant and I soon liked it. As more oozed from Jeff's penis I would let it drip a bit along the shaft before sticking my tongue out as much as I could and licking it all up using the whole surface of my tongue. I quickly understood that Jeff really enjoyed watching me lick his pre-cum so I made sure he had a clear view of it on my tongue before swallowing. Every time he would call me a good boy, his good obedient little boy. And indeed, that's really all I wanted to be: his good obedient little boy, doing anything I could to please him. After a while of licking him I opened my mouth and inserted the head of his penis inside. It felt incredible and I was stunned to realize how much I was enjoying having this grown-up man's penis in my mouth. It was as though I was taking possession of Jeff and at the same time totally giving myself to him. I immediately knew that I would want to do that time and time again and to this day - I am now 14 - this craving for sucking adult penises, not only Jeff's, has never diminished, and neither has the feeling of utter safety and warmth that overwhelms me whenever I am on my knees between a grown-up man's legs, servicing his penis with my boy mouth. I knew what I was supposed to do but was not really sure how to go about it. I started to lick and suck but I did far too quickly for it to be really pleasurable for Jeff. He soon stopped me and holding my head between his two powerful man's hands he proceeded to move it up and down at his own pace. Controlling how fast and deep my mouth should move around his penis he was teaching me how to pleasure him the way he liked. He released my head and I carried on alone trying to give him as much pleasure as possible. He could see my little mouth wide open around his penis as he was slowly pushing more and more down my throat and looking up to his face I could see in his eyes and smile that he was really happy with me. As he used my 10 year-old mouth for his pleasure I felt utterly in his power and I loved that feeling. He eventually said 'For the moment you've only had pre-cum but if we carry on like this you'll soon get real cum too'. I got his penis out of my mouth to ask 'Do you want me to lick it all up too?' 'Well, there will be much more cum than pre-cum so it's really up to you to decide what you want to do. But I do want you to taste some so you can make your mind up.' He took over with his hand and proceeded to masturbate a few inches from my mesmerized eyes. When he eventually came he did not shoot all over the place but spurts after spurts of thick, white manly semen oozed out of his penis which he was now holding between his thumb and two fingers only. Slowly the sperm covered the length of his penis and slid down to his pubic hair. When the semen stopped coming out I pushed his hand aside and held his penis in my little hand. I was enjoying the look of semen but I found the smell of it a bit too strong. Knowing that he wanted me to taste it I stuck my tongue out but I must admit I was slightly apprehensive. He sensed that so he encouraged me. 'Don't be afraid, Jordan. Just try. If you don't like it you don't have to do it again. But just try this one time. Look at me in the eyes. Don't take your eyes off mine. Stick your tongue out and lick some sperm off my penis. Keep watching me.' Maintaining eye contact I did as instructed and licked some of his manly semen off the shaft of his penis. I kept it a couple of seconds in my mouth then swallowed. Truth be told, I didn't like it. It didn't make me sick or anything but - and I have changed a lot since then - I just did not enjoy it as I had enjoyed pre-cum. Still, knowing that he would like it, as was pretty obvious from the look on his face, I licked some more and proceeded to slowly clean his penis with my tongue. Looking up I could see Jeff intensely watching as my little 10 year-old tongue gathered blob after blob of his semen and made them disappear down my throat. Although I was not enjoying the taste, I was thoroughly happy playing with Jeff's penis and being able to give him so much pleasure. Once I had licked and swallowed all his manly semen he pulled me up and made me lie on top of him, my head resting against his shoulder. 'That was fantastic, Jordan. How do you feel?' 'Good. I want to play like that again...' I said with a grin. 'What about the taste?' 'It's OK. I can't say I love it but if it makes you feel good I can do it again, no problem.' 'Good! We might do just that' he said with a big smile. 'I love you Jeff.' 'I love you too, Jordan. And I'll always be here for you.' He kissed my hair several times. I snuggled into his manly embrace and fell sound asleep within a few seconds. ************************************ This is the first instalment of what could become a multi-part story, if enough people like it. Any feedback welcome at kkinxanadu@yahoo.com I'd love to hear from you.