Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1999 16:29:25 PST
From: "Robert J. Cutter" <cutter57@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Museum Days and Boys - Part 3" (Man/Boy)

Disclaimer: The following story is fiction. It contains detailed depictions
of consensual sex between a man and a boy. If this or any other aspect of
male/male sex offends you or if you are averse to anything homosexual,
please go elsewhere.

			   MUSEUM DAYS and BOYS
			Part 3 -- Full Realization

"Oh, God. My little Todd! I can't help it; I love you so much! You mean so
much to me! You really do!"

I was repeating this over and over and over again as I continued trying to
comfort the hysterical young boy that I had clasped to my chest. We had
just had an afternoon of the greatest sex of my life, one that I knew I
would remember until the day I died. Todd had then admitted to me that he
was a boy whore before he completely broke down into hysteria.

"Todd, this has been the greatest day in my entire life! I cannot believe
what you have done for me and how much I adore you." I kissed him lovingly
and lingeringly all over his tear drenched face and shoulders and lovingly
rubbed his back.

It had been only five hours since I had met this beautiful child in the
National Air and Space Museum. And those five hours were like a lifetime! A
lifetime of opening long suppressed desires wants and needs.

Todd was still crying uncontrollably, his beautiful body heaving and
shuddering while he tried desperately to gasp for breath. His little chest
was palpitating and an ungodly rate; tears streamed from his eyes, his nose
was running and his face was a dark crimson. It was like nothing I had ever
seen come from a child. My own three children cried but never like this!
This was unbounded hysteria! This seemed to be a cry from the depths of
Todd's soul. I held him tightly and comforted him as best I could. I knew I
was inadequate for the job, but still I tried. I continued to rock him back
and forth, all the time holding him to my chest.

"Sh-h-h-h-h, my beautiful Todd," I kept repeating over and over in his
ear. "Everything is going to be all right. I'm here with you."

Whenever I would say this he would shake his head and cry out,
"No-o-o-o-o-o!"

I just continued holding him. I became frightened. What was I going to do?

"Todd, my love. You are very special to me. I love you. I want you to be
with me. I don't care about what happened before you met me. What is
important is that we have now found each other and that we are together." I
was rocking him and trying to soothe this hysterical boy. "I do love you,
Todd. I love you so much. We are always going to be together. Don't you
believe me?"

He shook his head almost violently.

"Why? Why don't you believe me? It's true, it's true, I will be with you, I
am here for you.  Please believe me.  Oh, Todd, please believe me--" My
voice trailed off and I began to cry a little bit myself. It seemed to me
that this child was so unhappy that when he found the slightest bit of
compassion and understanding, he was immediately worried that it would be
yanked away from him.

This went on for about fifteen minutes: Todd crying hysterically and me
uttering these hopefully comforting words. He began to calm down after a
while; he had exhausted himself and fell asleep in my arms. I looked over
at the clock and saw that I had about ninety minutes before I had to be at
the cocktail reception. Since I was one of the hosts, I had to be there
fifteen minutes before the scheduled start time.

I gently laid Todd's head on a pillow and covered his naked body with the
sheet. I decided to shave and shower while he recovered from his incredible
crying jag.

I walked into the bathroom and turned on all the lights -- and there were
plenty of them. I looked at my "sex ravaged" body in the full-length mirror
and I had to admit that it looked great! I seemed to look younger; my face
seemed to glow. I was sure it was only an illusion caused by the extremely
flattering lighting, but it made me feel wonderful. Maybe it was the
wonderful afternoon of sex that did it; I liked to think it was.

To amuse myself -- and since I was feeling a little frisky - I struck a few
poses in the mirror. I certainly did not present anything near the category
of "stud" or "hunk". I was rather short, okay looking and very hairy. My
body was very thin and my muscles were wiry, not bulging. I looked at my
great amount of body hair and remembered how my ex-wife had made me shave
my entire body a few times while we were married. She had seen a picture of
me taken while I was on the high school swim team and I was hairless in it
-- and she loved it. I hated the chore of shaving and the terrible stubble
that inevitably followed. I did it to keep our relationship alive; I should
have realized, though, that it was already dead.

Yet Todd seemed to like my hairy and not too "buff" body. I know I loved
his beautiful young body. I loved Todd's smooth, hairless boy body. Then a
very disquieting thought struck me - little boys do not stay smooth and
hairless for very long, do they? They get to be like this -- well, some of
them do. How will I feel about Todd when he starts getting pubic hair, then
hair in his armpits and then starts shaving? What would happen when he
started to shoot semen from his genitals? Now I was feeling a bit
depressed. I opened the bathroom door and looked at him sleeping in that
big bed. I told myself that I loved him. And any changes that come will be
natural and I will accept them as totally as Todd has accepted me.

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After shaving and showering, I came out of the bathroom and walked over to
the bed. Todd was still lying in the bed but he had his eyes opened. I
smiled at him and he gave me a weak wave back. I had a towel wrapped around
my waist and sat next to him. I rubbed my hands through his hair and down
his forehead and cheeks. I smiled continuously at him; he was so incredibly
beautiful and loveable. I so wanted to make him feel comfortable and wanted
and needed.

"I'm sorry, Lloyd," he said in a small half-choked voice. "I'm sorry I
behaved so bad and upset ya so much."

"That's okay, Todd. Remember, I have three kids so I know what can happen
when a kid gets upset."

"Ya still don't understand, Lloyd, do ya? I'm a whore!" he sobbed out
again. "I'm a fuckin' boy whore, Lloyd! And I hate myself!"

This set off another wave of crying, but it was much more subdued than the
previous hysteria. I picked him up again and held him in my arms, cuddling
him to my near naked body. "I understand Todd; I really do understand." I
rocked him back and forth. "Sh-h-h-h-h-h, my beautiful Todd. Don't
cry. Please stop crying. I'm here now, and I'm going to make sure that
nothing is going to harm you ever again. Okay?"

He nodded his head and made a choking sound as he nuzzled my neck.

Yes, Yes, this beautiful child was a boy prostitute. I pitied him. I felt
so sorry for him. But I still loved him. I loved him more than I had ever
loved anyone in my life. However badly I might have thought of him, I was a
very, very willing accomplice in all of Todd's actions today. I had most
certainly been on the prowl for boys that first day. I had then returned to
the Air and Space Museum specifically to ogle at the marvelous boy flesh on
parade there every day. Men like me create boys like him.

"Everything is going to be all right, Todd. I'm here with you and I'll
always take care of you. Okay?" Some way most definitely had to be found
whereby the two of us could be together -- always.

I continued to rock him and hold him. I was rubbing his hair and back
gently, and kissing and rubbing his forehead with my lips. He calmed down
considerably and looked up at me with expectation and longing on his face.

Again I was at a loss what to do. I looked at his pleading and questioning
face. Shit, what the fuck was I going to do now? This was all too much for
me and I felt I was being overwhelmed by circumstances. I knew I had to get
more information from Todd - about himself, his life and what was happening
in that life. He had to calm down before I could begin this and he had to
stay calm while we talked.

Finally I found some semblance of backbone. "Todd, we need to talk. Just
you and me. We need to talk about ... us. Todd? Todd? Do you think we can
talk for a bit?"

He nodded and gave me a wan smile. He was breathing and sobbing less than
he had been and he even gave me a small kiss on my cheek.

"Todd, I have to get down to that dinner in less than an hour. Can we talk
about the two of us? Now?"

He nodded his head slightly.

I actually didn't know how to begin. How does one ask a ten-year-old boy
how he became a whore? "Todd--Todd--I, er, would like to ask, uh, a few
questions. Okay?"

He nodded. "Let me say first that I really don't care what you did -- or
what happened to you -- or what you let happen to you before we met. Okay?"
I got another nod from him.

"Let me correct that last statement I made: I really do care what happened
to you -- because I love you. But anything that happened will not make me
love you any less. Okay?"

"Okay," he said in a small whispered voice.

"You blurted out before that you--you are a boy whore." He nodded while
looking up at me with those enormous brown eyes of his. "Is this really
true, Todd?"

"Yes," he answered, looking away from me.

"Would you tell me how you, you know, started? How you became what you said
-- a whore?"

He nodded and took a deep breath. "You're not goin' to hate me, will ya
Lloyd?"

"I could never hate you, Todd. That's because I really do love you -- I
love you very much." I knew he almost constant reassurance of my love.

He sat up and kissed me on the cheek. "Well, it started last Christmas
time. You saw me with Ernie in the museum the first day. Remember?"

"Yes, I remember. He also had blonde hair and looked to be the same age as
you."

"Yeah, but he's a few years older'n me. He's almost thirteen though he
looks younger'n me even. We had no school that day so he asks me if I want
to go to DC with him. I ask what are we gonna do? He say we'll just hang
out and see what happens. I have nothin' to do so I say okay I'll go.

"We go to the Air and Space Museum and start walkin' around and after a
while a young guy comes over to us and asks what we're doin'. Ernie says
that we're just hangin' out. The guys asks us if we'd like to hang out with
him and his friend. We say okay and we leave the museum and go to this
really ratty lookin' apartment buildin'."

"Weren't you afraid to go in?"

"Yeah, a bit. But Ernie seems okay so I go in with him. When we get to the
apartment it's dirty and there's this other guy there. The first guy says
that he will give us twenty dollars each if we blow them. Ernie says okay
but I don't know what `blow' means. The second guy says that I put my mouth
on his dick and lick it and suck on it. Ernie says for me to do it and that
it's fun. I say okay. I'll give it a try.

"So these two guy get naked and just stand there. Ernie gets on his knees
and starts playin' with the first guy's dick. I do the same with the second
guy. I keep watchin' Ernie and doin' everythin' that he's doin'. I jack the
guy, suck on his balls and then suck on his dick. I put his dick in my
mouth and start suckin' and lickin' it. Soon he yells that he's comin' and
then he shoots this load of stuff in my mouth. I think that he pissed in my
mouth. I don't know what it is. I don't swallow it and let it run out of my
mouth. The color is not like piss. The taste ain't bad but I don't want to
swallow it. Ernie is still workin' on this first guy and brings him to an
end.

"Now the two guys are really pantin' and sit they down. The first guy takes
out his wallet and gives Ernie twenty-dollars and also gives me twenty
dollars. We thank them and they ask if we'll let `em suck our dicks for
more money. I look at Ernie and he nods at me.

"I drop my pants and I see my dick is already hard. The first guy comes
over to me and starts suckin' my dick and little balls. It feels real
good. I like what he is doin'. He keeps suckin' and lickin' and squeezin'
my little nuts. I have an orgasm but I don't shoot anything and it feels
real great! Ernie also has an orgasm but he shoots a little stuff into the
guy's mouth.

"When Ernie and I leave we each have forty dollars. I like the money and I
like what I did. I couldn't help it, Lloyd -- I really liked it. After that
time, whenever Ernie and me have nothin' to do we go to DC and--and we make
some money with men. We never do it at home or with each other." He looked
me right in the eyes and began to sob again. "So that's the story, Lloyd. I
do it because I love to do it and because I like the money."

He threw his arms around my neck and kissed me fiercely. "I love you Lloyd;
I never said that to anyone before in my whole life and I promise to stop
doin' it with anyone else if what you said is true."

"What did I say?"

"That you'll take care of me. Will you Lloyd? Will you take care of me?" he
asked in a plaintive and sobbing voice.

"Yes, my beautiful Todd. Yes, I'll take care of you, I'll care for you as
long as you want me to."

"I want it to be always. Is that okay?"

"That is perfectly okay." We kissed again and I hugged him very closely and
let my hands roam over his exquisite little body.

"Can I stay here with you tonight?" he whispered in my ear.

This was the answer to all my silent prayers, and I was certainly not
expecting him to say that. "Don't you have to be home by a certain time?"

"Usually. But tonight is grandmom's bingo night and she knows that I
sometime stay out late `cause she ain't home."

"Okay, suppose you stay here with me tonight. I have the dinner and a small
reception to attend. Will you be all right being here by yourself for a few
hours?"

"Yeah. I can watch TV. Could ya order me somethin' from room service?"

"That's a great idea." The thought that I would have someone waiting for me
when I returned to this suite later tonight, gave a wonderfully warm
feeling. I had been living alone for almost three years and alone was the
operative word. I had nobody at all in my life except when my kids would
occasionally visit during the holidays.

I called room service and ordered Todd what he had selected -- which was
the usual hamburger and fries. He also ordered a garden salad -- a bit
unusual for a young boy, I thought. I dressed while we waited for the food
to be delivered. Todd had settled down and had slipped on his clothes. He
seemed to have returned to his "normal" state. He watched television while
I dressed. The food was delivered about five minutes before I had to
leave. After tipping the waiter, I wheeled the cart into the bedroom. Todd
dove hungrily into the food.

"Now don't leave the suite, don't answer the telephone, don't answer the
door and try to get your grandmother on the phone and tell her you'll be
staying the night. Okay?"

"Sure, Lloyd. What time ya gonna be back?"

"I should be here about 10:30, after the dinner. At 11:00 I have to go to
the reception for about twenty minutes." He stood up from his food and
walked over to me. He threw his arms around me and gave me a big hug. I
bent down and kissed him. It was a very loving kiss and I almost chucked
the dinner out. When we broke I said, "And take a shower."

He smiled up at me as I left the suite.

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When I reached the lobby and turned towards the Grand Ballroom, the
concierge of the hotel approached me.

"May I speak with you privately, sir?" he asked

I nodded and followed him over to his desk. He sat down while I continued
to stand.

"Sir, this afternoon, I noticed you returning to your room accompanied by a
young man. Actually, he looked like a, er, young boy."

I was panic stricken! I had been found out! Well, career out the fucking
window! Here it comes! I said nothing but continued to stare at him.

"Sir, I recognized the young boy. He is a rather well known, er, figure in
these parts of the city."

I still remained standing and continued to stare at him. I still had said
nothing.

"I thought that you should be warned about him and take, er, certain
precautions."

"Thank you. I appreciate your concern." I turned and walked towards the
ballroom. My mind was in a whirl of conflicting emotions and
desires. Todd's proclivities were obviously well known to the Washington
hotel establishment. I started to feel nausea sweep over me and I broke out
in a cold sweat. I thought I was going to throw up. Suddenly one of the
important conference attendees came up to me, patted me on the back and we
started to chat. My panic passed.

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God! Was that dinner long and boring! Knowing that Todd was waiting for me
up in the suite made the time pass as slowly as possible. Thinking of him
improved my mood, but the speakers certainly did not! What a boring,
blithering lot!

As the time crept by, a thought struck me -- what if Todd were not there
when I returned? What if he had bolted while I was stupidly sitting here at
this stupid dinner? Again panic gripped me! The thought of losing him was a
jolt to my well being. Okay then! I'll telephone the room. No! That's no
good. I told him not to answer the telephone. Maybe I could just go
upstairs and see how he is doing. Of course, this will make him think I
don't trust him. Ah, shit! He was the only thing I could think of all
evening. The marvelous afternoon -- the crying session -- his beautiful
body -- his angelic face -- his soft hands -- his warm mouth ... I found I
was getting hard again. Thank goodness for the tablecloth covering my
crotch.

And suddenly the dinner was breaking up. I was tremendously relieved. I
shook a few hands, lied to the speakers when I congratulated them and
headed straight for the elevator. I fumbled my key when I tried to open the
door (fucking electronic keys!) and I bounded into the suite. Thankfully I
saw Todd lying on the bed and watching television. He was stretched out,
dressed only in his white Jockeys and had his hands behind his head. He
looked adorable.

"Hi," he said as he turned to me and smiled.

"Hi, yourself." I just wanted to pounce on him and kiss him all over. I was
so relieved to see him again. He was so totally ravishing lying there in
his briefs. I took in the entire sight. However, my mind started replaying
my thoughts that I had had earlier. What would I think of Todd when he
reached puberty? What would he mean to me as a teenager or a young adult?
Would he be as attractive and would I love him as much? I had to admit to
myself that I would -- that he would always be Todd, the person. I loved
Todd he individual not just a very attractive, sexy little boy.

"Why are you breathing so hard, Lloyd?"

"I couldn't wait to get back to this room and see you." I looked at him
with shame on my face and in my voice. "I was also a little worried that
you'd leave."

He looked a little hurt at my words. "Why would I leave? I love ya,
Lloyd. Ya are the best thing to ever happen to me, so why would I go?"

I was moved by his response. I sat down on the bed and took him in my
arms. "And I love you, my beautiful Todd. I love you so very much." We
kissed each other fiercely.

"They have great cable channels here, Lloyd."

"I'm glad you were entertained."

"Not as entertained as I was this afternoon," he said slyly and with a
slight leer on his face.

"Me neither. The dinner was a complete bore. How was your food?"

"It was great. See, nothing left?"

I wheeled the cart into the hallway. "Did you call your grandmother?"

"Yeah, and she said it's fine if I stay with you tonight." He paused and
looked directly at me, with a serious expression on his face. "She wants to
meet you."

I was stunned! "What? She wants to meet me?"

"Yeah, that's what she said."

"How am I going to meet her? I leave town tomorrow." I knew this was not
true -- I could not leave tomorrow without resolving the situation with
Todd. I knew I could not leave him behind. I absolutely knew that this boy
had to become a permanent part of my life.

"Well, that's what she said." He paused again and swallowed hard. "I told
her about me and you."

Panic set in again. I felt myself beginning to perspire heavily from my
armpits and my crotch. "Wh-wh-what did you tell her?" I stammered.

He looked me directly in the eyes, smiled slightly and said, "I told her I
love ya."

I grabbed him off the bed and hugged him closely. "Did you also tell her
that I love you very much?"

"Yeah, I think I said something about that."

We kissed each other passionately. God, how I loved this child. He had, in
less than twelve hours time, become the center of my universe. "I have to
go to that reception in a few minutes. It should only take about fifteen or
twenty minutes."

"Could ya bring me back some food?"

"Sure! It'll only be desserts -- you know, cakes and stuff."

"That's okay. I'm just hungry."

"Then we have to talk and make some decisions -- about us. Okay?"

"Yeah. I like that, I mean the `about us' part."

We hugged again and was out the door.

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Todd was busy devouring the cake and iced tea I brought back for him. I was
working on my laptop e-mailing my secretary and staff about the changes in
my plans. I cancelled my airline reservations leaving the return trip date
blank and I rented a car. The scenario would play out like this: I would
check out of the hotel as planned tomorrow morning, get the rental car and
drive to Todd's home in Virginia. Then I would let the situation unfold at
its own pace and take things one small step at a time. I expected that I
would be traveling back to Chicago by next Wednesday; the big question was
whether Todd would be with me on that trip or if my life would be lying in
ruins around me. Yes, I was thinking rather dramatically, but that was the
way I felt. My future life and happiness seemed to be totally dependent on
this child.

I looked over at my gorgeous boy shoveling the food into his sweet little
mouth. I must do everything possible to make his life one of supreme
comfort and happiness. I just loved him so fucking much that I ached from
it.

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We were in bed together and Todd was already asleep. He was lying with his
head on my chest and his right arm thrown across my abdomen, his little
fingers slowly and involuntarily moving through my chest hairs. My right
arm was resting on his back and I could feel his little genitals pushing
into my side. It felt marvelous. The culmination of my supreme fantasy day
had arrived -- I was sleeping with my boy lover. His body was so warm and
his skin so soft that my cock started to fatten perceptibly. Endless hours
of daydreams (and night dreams) and reveries had now, finally, been
replaced by the very real feel of honest to God boy flesh being pressed to
my body. It was miraculous!

My mind was still a whirl of conflicting emotions. But overriding any
disquieting thoughts and feelings was my supreme feeling of love for and
devotion to this wonderful child. I gently rubbed his hair and then
returned my hand to his back; Todd gave out a delightful little sigh in his
sleep. Is this the first of many nights that we will be spending together
or is this the first and the last? "Dear God, please let this be the start
of our new life together," I prayed.

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I awoke with an incredibly warm feel suffusing my body. The morning sun was
pouring into the room through the high windows of this grand old hotel. I
felt like I was floating on a cloud and surrounded by warmth and love and
caring. And I most certainly was.

Todd was still at my side and his blonde hair shone gloriously in that
bright sunlight. He was lapping and nipping at my right nipple, making me
feel wonderful and sending waves of excitement throughout my body. I looked
down at my crotch and I saw my penis had tented up the sheet. I felt a
wetness in my right armpit and realized that Todd had probably been working
his tongue there before I woke up. I smiled and moved my hand down to the
resplendent mounds of his little ass. When he felt my hand playing
soothingly and lovingly over his magnificent butt, he looked up and gave me
one of his mega-voltage smiles.

"G'mornin', Lloyd.

"Good morning, yourself, my beautiful Todd. Did you sleep well, love?"

"Oh, yeah! I slept great, and now I want to wake up great!"

"I think we can make sure that that happens," I said softly and
reassuringly as my hand continued to caress every available square inch of
his beautiful body. "But first I really need to take a bad piss."

"Yeah, so do I."

We walked together to the bathroom and pissed together, our streams
splashing together. We laughed. I noticed that Todd had to pull the
foreskin back on his dick in order to piss. I found the whole thing to be
very stimulating and sensual.

I carried Todd back to the bed and we both cuddled under the sheets for a
few minutes. We stroked each other's body familiarly and longingly. He
returned to manipulating my nipple, working his little tongue around and
around that throbbing point. I was afraid that the thick hairs on my chest
and pectorals would discourage him in his actions, but he seemed to be
fine.

"Don't you hate all those hairs on my chest, Todd?"

"No! Like I told ya yesterday, I love `em. They make ya feel so comfy and
cuddly -- and sexy -- and I just love `em."

I had a small lump in my throat and spoke with a catch in my
voice. "Thanks, buddy. You're the first person who's ever told me that. I'm
glad you like my body."

"I love it!" he said enthusiastically.

He move up until we were face to face and we kissed a long and emotional
kiss. I thought that I could actually taste myself in Todd's little
mouth. We shoved out tongues in and out of each other's mouths and when we
ended we were both giggling and panting.

Todd wiggled his sexy body on top of mine and he continued to squirm and
play with me. I was really getting hot! He began to scoot down a bit until
he was lapping at my armpits and nipples again. The clutch of his
incredibly warm body snuggling against mine was an incredible turn-on. I
could feel his boy dick pressing into me and I could also feel it as it
pulled at the hairs on my lower abdomen. I never knew that the feel of
hairs being pulled could be so sensational.

I kissed the top of his head and let my hands continue to stroke his ass,
back and sides. God, he had such a ravishing body! I knew that I could not
possibly live without this child as part of my life.

Todd worked himself down my body, thoroughly washing me with his
saliva. When he got to my cock and balls he looked up at me and smiled
broadly, licking his lips slowly and sensually. He sat up between my legs
and looked down at my genitals. He was still smiling as he moved his small
hand around my cock shaft.

"Ya know, Lloyd, your cock is really so nice and soft. I mean, it's hard
but soft when I feel it. It's fun to hold in my hand." Him saying this just
made me all the hotter and my body started to move around and my breath
started coming in short spurts. "Ya have a really neat cock and balls,
Lloyd. They're a real great size and I just love all the soft hair that ya
have all around in your crotch." These words were driving me crazy. I
actually began to tear up and started to cry lightly. "What's wrong?" he
asked with concern in his voice. "Did I hurt you or somethin'?"

I just furiously shook my head. I had trouble forming words. Todd looked at
me with anxiety on his angelic face and I knew I would have to say
something or he would get very upset.

"Todd, I'm crying because I love you so much. You make me so very, very
happy. I have never been this happy in all my life. I'm also crying because
nobody has ever treated me nicer that you."

Then I heard him say the words that made my soul become airborne. "Nobody's
ever treated me nicer that *you*, Lloyd. Ya treat me like I'm somebody, not
just a nothin' little kid. I love bein' with ya. I want to spend my whole
life with ya, to always be with ya, and to love ya forever and ever and
ever."

I opened my arms to him and he crawled up my body until I was able to wrap
my arms around him and hold him and squeeze him and love him. We kissed
very intensely and fervently. I loved him so much that my very being seemed
to ache with my love.

He lifted his head after we broke the kiss, gave me a lustrous smile and
began to slide down again to my crotch. He wrapped his warm, small hand
around my cock and placed his other hand under my balls. He began to roll
my balls around, squeezing them gently and pulling lightly on my sac.

"Ya leakin' a lot of pre-cum again, Lloyd. This is fun!" he said with a
smile on his face and childish glee; he licked his lips and lowered his
head to my cock head. Todd began to lick the pre-cum from my cock head with
his warm, moist tongue. He worked that glorious tongue all around the
head. He moved his small lips until they were encircling the head and
gradually added sucking to the licking. The feeling was exquisite. How to
describe it? It was sending electric shocks throughout my body. I could
feel them from the top of my head to my toes. The feeling was both
wonderful and scary at the same time. I felt that every nerve in my body
was at attention. I had never felt so thoroughly alive!

When Todd withdrew his mouth from my cock head, he commenced licking down
my cock stem with the very tip of his tongue. He seemed to be tracing down
the protruding veins that I knew lined my cock when it was hard. I know
that I stopped thinking about the feelings I was having; I began to relax
completely and let what was happening to my body just happen. I was feeling
an absolutely bodily freedom -- freedom to let my mind wander and let my
body float free.

Todd had reached my pubic hairs and he began to suck these into his mouth,
which surprised me no end. I had plenty of crotch hair and he actually
liked the amount and feel of this display of my masculinity. It was a
completely new sensation for me, and it felt spectacular! Todd was driving
his little tongue down to the skin of my pubic region and licking it while
simultaneously pulling on the thick hair growth there. This kid had more
tricks up his sleeve than Penn &amp; Teller!

He giggled. "Your hair tickles, but it feels so good, Lloyd."

I pulled my legs up to give Todd unfettered access to my testicles and
sac. He lowered his head and started licking my pouch, running his tongue
over the entire surface and through all the hairs. It was incredibly
soothing and stimulating. He drew one of my balls lovingly into his mouth
and began rolling it around gently and tonguing it. He also bit down
slightly on the sac itself; the combination of his comforting ministrations
and slightly torturous behavior was driving me absolutely wild. My hips
were bouncing off the bed, my head was being thrown from side to side, and
my arms were flapping up and down.

He let the first testicle slip from his mouth and he took in the second
one; he performed the same wild procedure on this nut as he had on the
other one. It was almost too much for me to take; I started to moan loudly
and asked him to stop.

"Do you really want me to stop playing with you, Lloyd?"

"Of course I don't!" I panted and moaned. "It was only something to say."

He went back to licking and sucking on my nut sac, then slowly traced his
tongue under my sac, washing everything there thoroughly. I next felt that
little tongue making entry into my hot, throbbing chute. Oh, God! When will
this exquisite torture end? This is absolutely body numbing!

Todd worked his little tongue in and out of my pulsating passageway. After
he finished tongue fucking me, he returned his mouth to my rampant cock. I
could feel the pre-cum running down the shaft. He licked the full length of
the shaft (which, as I have already said, is not that long) and once again
placed his lips and mouth on the head of my cock. I was really bouncing
around by now, but Todd managed to get the head into his mouth, all the
while licking and sucking on it at a furious pace. He then slowly started
to push his head mouth down the shaft, taking more and more of it into his
little mouth. He started to hum slightly, setting up strange vibrations
throughout the shaft of my cock and right down into my ball and ass.

I began to moan and thrust my hip way up into the air. Todd's sucking was
increasing in pace and strength. He took my balls in one of his little
hands and began to squeeze and manipulate them. He was rubbing them pretty
hard and it was an exquisite feeling.

I had my eyes tightly shut but in my minds eye I could see everything that
was happening - his adorable face, his blonde hair shining in the morning
light, his little mouth being stretched with my cock being drawn in and
out, one of his little hand pressing my nuts, his gorgeous smooth body
moving in rhythm to his oral thrusts and my body thrusts, his other little
hand furiously massaging the base of my cock and my pubic hair and ... and
his ravishing boy dick sticking straight out from his smooth pubic area and
... and his cute little ass wiggling in the air and ...

I estimated that he was taking about half of my cock into his little mouth
at a time -- maybe more. It was driving me insane -- the feel of his mouth
on my cock, the feel on his warm hands working my body, the noise of him
slurping my cock, the wetness, the wildness, the intensity of it all!

"Oh, God, Todd! I think I'm coming! I'm coming!"

He just sort of hummed his acknowledgement of my situation and ... and it
seemed that he began to work even harder. Yes, harder!

"Yes, yes, yes, this is it!" I screamed. "I'm fuckin' coming!"

And it was IT! My cock started to unload -- and unload -- and unload, the
likes of which I had never experienced before - even more intense that any
of the three huge orgasms I had had yesterday. I continued thrusting into
his mouth and screaming my relief. Oh, God! Oh, Todd! Oh, my most fabulous
Todd! Was this possible? Was any of this fucking possible? Was any of this
fucking real? The boy? The hotel room? The summer morning? The most intense
orgasm of my fucking life? Oh, Todd! Oh, my God! Was this just fucking
incredible or what? Oh, my fabulous Todd! My wonderful Todd! Oh, Todd ...

I slowly opened my eyes. Everything was so bright! An incredible golden
halo filled my sight. It looked like ... it looked to be like ... it looked
like those pictures I had as a child -- pictures given out in Sunday School
when I was a little kid: pictures of heaven -- of heaven -- all golden and
radiant and beautiful.

My eyes began to focus and I realized that I was looking into Todd's
glittering, golden hair. He had maneuvered himself onto me and was lying
with his beautiful head on my chest. I must have fallen asleep again for a
while, which seemed to be becoming a habit of mine. I began to rub his
backside and he quickly picked up his head and stared at me. I brought my
lips to his and we kissed intimately. Our tongues were fighting for
dominance. I tasted something new and guessed that it my own semen that I
now savored in this loving boy's mouth. It was another incredible thrill to
add to all of those already accumulated during the last twenty-four hours.

"Oh, Todd, that was just absolutely, unbelievably -- totally--" I managed
to say before he interrupted.

"I know, Lloyd. I know. It was for me too. It was really somethin' else,
wasn't it?"

I held him tightly and we kissed again. I petted his soft hair and his
softer ass. "Yes, it was really something else!"

"I loved it." He looked at me longingly, with sort of a pleading look in
his eyes. "Lloyd, do you think you'll be able--"

"To play with you?"

He nodded his head vigorously.

"In a minute, sweetheart. Let me get some of ... my composure back. Let me
calm down, okay?"

He just smiled at me and we kissed yet again. I lazily began to move my
hands over his warm boy flesh -- his very warm boy flesh. The stimulation
of having this perfect creature in bed with me was arousing me all over
again.

Todd giggled that delightful giggle of his. "I'm thinkin' that I didn't do
that good a job on ya, Lloyd."

"Why? Why do you say that, honey? You did a fabulous job on me. You know
you did!"

"Yeah? Then why are ya getting' hard again?"

I tickled him in his armpits and he squealed. "You're the reason, you silly
boy. Your beauty and love are the reasons." I kissed him all over his face
and down his neck. He continued to giggle, but that changed to moans and
heavy breathing as my hands continued to explore his body, particularly his
gorgeous ass cheeks and his delightful chute.

I slowly rolled Todd's radiant body off of me. He stretched out in the
center of the bed and put his hands behind his head. He put himself
completely on display for me and I just loved it. He was absolutely
scrumptious. I began to tongue and bathe his wondrous boy flesh - from his
neck to his armpits to his adorable little nipples to his chest and
navel. I just basked in the taste and feel of his skin; it was such a
marvelously stimulating experience to be granted full access to every part
of his luscious body.

I moved my hand over his little genitals and began to rub them
lightly. Todd moaned his appreciation and I leaned over and kissed him
while continuing to put more pressure on his little dick and balls. God!
How I loved his little package. His dick and balls were as beautiful as
they were sexy. I pulled the foreskin back from his gorgeous penis and ran
my tongue all over the head. It was delightful. I relished the taste and
the feel of his smooth little member on my hot tongue. I drew it into my
mouth and sucked on it gently while continuing to stroke it lovingly. It
was my greatest fantasy come true.

I took my mouth off of Todd's glorious cock and wet one of my fingers in my
mouth. I started playing the wetted finger around his tight little ass
hole. Todd moaned loudly as the finger went passed the muscle and into his
feverish little insides. I was wiggling my finger around when I seemed to
hit something small and hard. I didn't know what it was but the reaction
from Todd was enormous. He started to thrash around and moan very loudly.

"Lloyd, what -- did you -- do?" Todd managed to say between moans, squeaks
and pants. "It was ... incredible! Just incredible. Do it, do it ... some
more!"

"I don't know what I did Todd. But I can tell it had one hell of a big
effect on you." It dawned on me that I had probably rubbed Todd's immature
prostate. Whatever it was, I kept up the stoking of this hard nub as I
returned my mouth to the head of his dick and started to push down the
smooth shaft. When my lips met the smooth skin of his body I opened my
mouth wide and took his entire package into my mouth.

I had cock, balls and sac in my mouth simultaneously and it felt
stupendous. I tongued everything and continued to probe Todd's little ass
hole with my finger. He had his hands on the back of my head pulling it
down to his writhing body. He was really working up to a tremendous
climax. And when it hit, it *was* tremendous! Todd was bouncing on the bed
-- I swear his body did not make any contact with the surface a few times
-- and moaning and screeching and calling out my name at the top of his
lungs. His little dick was straining and palpitating in my sucking mouth
and his ass hole was twitching and constricting my finger. He was also
sweating very heavily from every pore in his body. It was incredible to see
this boy experience such an immense orgasm.

Again, he was not the only one to orgasm. As Todd was building up to his
climax, he was rubbing his leg against my straining cock, and it built me
up to another explosive climax. I shot another load of my semen all over
him. The stupendous release felt magnificent and I loved every single
second of it. I collapsed on Todd as he threw his arms around me and pulled
me tightly against him. I could feel my ejaculate between our bodies. We
kissed yet again -- I could not get enough of this lusty, sexy young
boy. These sexual experiences with Todd were more than youth restored -- it
was youth itself! I felt young, sexy, desirable and loved.

		       -----------------------------

We showered together; outside of school and the Army, I don't think I ever
showered with another person before. When I mentioned this to Todd his only
response was a very strange look. We lathered each other up
thoroughly. Todd loved the way my hairy body made the lather very thick,
like shampoo on the head. He washed my cock and ball so lovingly and
tenderly I thought I was going to faint.

For my part, I loved playing my soapy hands all over his incredible tight
little body. I washed him very thoroughly and lovingly, paying particular
attention to his adorable armpits, genitals and little ass.

We dried each other off and I took great pleasure in drying Todd's gorgeous
body. I let my hands play over every muscle in his body and thoroughly and
painstakingly dried his little genitals. It was a marvelous experience that
I hoped to repeat over and over again. He rubbed and rubbed my hairy body
to dry it thoroughly, using a second towel to make sure I was completely
dry.

We dressed each other. I found this to be an unbelievably sexy
experience. We put the underwear and shorts and tops on the other. He even
applied my deodorant for me. The feel of his little fingers against my
chest as he buttoned my shirt is one I will never forget. And when he
adjusted my cock and ball through the material of my briefs, I thought I
would have to take him back to bed again. Will these new experiences ever
stop? Todd actually had a change of clothes with him in his backpack. This
boy was certainly prepared. What a marvelous pack that was; I wondered what
the hell else he would be pulling from it! I packed all of my clothes and
stuff and called for a bellman.

When we were in the lobby, I caught the eye of the concierge. He gave me a
sharp and slightly surprised look. I flashed him a big smile and put my arm
around Todd as we walked to the cashier's desk.

The hotel staff put our bags into the rental car that was parked in front
of the hotel. I rented a real sharp car -- a Chrysler Sebring convertible;
I thought Todd would get a charge out of riding in such a "neat" looking
car.

It was a glorious summer day -- very warm, but not hot and not humid -
quite unusual for Washington in the summer. We got under way. I was now
leaving Washington and the hotel where my life had been changed forever. I
would not forget either one -- ever.

I thought back to the wonderful time Todd and I had spent together. What
surprised me the most was the absolute intensity of our lovemaking. Yes, he
was a very sexy young boy and I'm sure his sexual appetites knew no
limit. It was the unmistakable and unalterable fact that I had come five
times in less than twelve hours that I found astonishing -- and that I
still desired even more. Here I was, fast approaching the half-century
mark, and my sexual drive was the strongest that I could ever remember it
being. The low sex drive that had plagued me my entire life was suddenly
gone! And most astounding of all, I loved every second of having sex
instead of facing it with dreading, loathing and as a chore to be
fulfilled. My dream had come true and he was sitting next to me in the
front seat of the car -- and I was completely contented. We were on our way
to finding out if that dream of contentment would last.

			     The End of Part 3

Author's Note: This is the end of the third part of the story of Todd and
Lloyd. A fourth installment is being planned/written and may follow if the
readership shows a demand. Yes, I know I said there would be only three
parts -- score one for "poetic" license. Therefore, please do yourself and
the author a big favor: if you have any comments (good, bad or indifferent)
please, please let me know at my e-mail address: cutter57@hotmail.com. I
appreciate all criticism and will answer all e-mails. A special word of
thanks to all who took the time to write to me expressing their opinions of
Parts 1 and 2. All views were equally appreciated.

Robert J. Cutter