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The author “Chance” is me, “Larkin” This is an effort to re-compose my old roster into a new roster comprised old and new works, re-written and done with more careful editing. (omitting junk) I hope you will understand. All the usual disclaimers apply.
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A Visit to Robin's Lair
by Larkin. All rights reserved
I was only 11, I had skipped a grade and found myself in a class with bigger kids. On the other hand, Robin was not a very good student and had been left back a year. This made him 2 years older than me and a whole foot taller.
The teacher was not amused with Robin. The distraction he was causing and his conspicuous late arrival didn't help. She sat him down in the desk next to me.
His long wavy, hair stuck out all around his sideways planted, baseball cap. He gave her a slightly cross-eyed look that just irritated the shit out of her. She snatched his hat off the top of his head and handed it back to him telling him in her cross voice,
"Robin, put it away!"
He was so cute that I could barely look at him. His brown eyes were so full of mischief that when he looked at me I just started giggling and had trouble stopping. He wasn't offended. He just smiled at me revealing a chipped front tooth that made him all the more adorable.
My mother dressed me all proper to go to school and seeing him made me wish she hadn't. Tied around his neck was a leather raw hide with one red plastic bead strung on it. His clothes looked like they belonged to an older brother and Robin hadn't had a chance to grow into them yet. His shirt was a green plaid with half of the buttons missing. You could see his warm tan chest without any difficulty. His khaki cargo pants were very baggy. The waist line of his pants was much bigger than his actual body so that when his belt was pulled tight, they bunched up in front and slid below his belt looking as if they were coming undone. It didn't bother him. Robin was happy and he just didn't care..
There was no doubt about it; I thought he was the coolest thing in the whole world. He folded his arms and put his head down as if he was going to take a nap but his eyes were open. He was looking at me. He stuck his tongue out at me and crossed his eyes. I don't know why, but my face turned so red that I had to look away. When I looked back, he was laughing and I started up again until the teacher told us both to shut up.
When the school let out, I had decided that I was going to attach myself to Robin and never ever let go. I so wanted the respect of an older kid and Robin was anything but respectable but I didn't care. I was so swept away.
bike was assembled with parts from various other bikes. He looked at
me and told me to hop on. Grabbing his back I pulled myself up onto
the buddy pegs at the back wheel and then grabbed his
Standing up behind my new friend Robin, we flew. I didn't know why, but I wanted all the other kids to see me with Robin.
With me on the back, he was reckless as if he didn't care if I went flying. I was going with Robin to his house. I couldn't tell you why, but I was so happy.
I pulled myself close and talked into his ear about this stuff and that stuff and he laughed and said, "Marky, anybody ever tell you, you talk like a girl".
My voice was high and there was nothing I could do about that.
Robin lived in a fort like bedroom in his Parent's garage. It was concealed by canvas and plywood up on the large utility shelf at the back of the garage. He had been banished from the house because he couldn't get along with his Sister without fighting. His Dad set it up with a mattress, a little TV and had enclosed it for privacy. This seemed like the best solution because it brought peace back into the house and Robin's lair into the garage. Robin liked it just fine. He wasn't allowed in his Sister's room and she wasn't allowed in his hide-away. The best part was that now Robin could come and go any hour day or night.
He dropped his bike in the driveway and we both raised the garage door enough for us to slip under. The garage was dark and the car was gone for the day. He climbed up a three foot ladder and crawled through a canvas covered tunnel with me close behind.
It opened into a tiny little room filled with blankets and sleeping bags. It smelled like Robin, up close. Even though I didn't know him very well, it gave me this puzzling urge to snuggle. The only light came from a vent window five feet above Robin's nest of dirty clothes.
It was here that we would get to know each other.
clicked on a string of Christmas lights that he had hung around his
room, making it magical. He looked into my face and gave me a goofy
laugh. Robin retrieved a little pot pipe and filled it. Soon he was
puffing away on it. He offered me some but I thought I had better
His friendliness made me relax and he didn't seem to mind that I had snuggled up close to him. I couldn't understand why I liked him so much, but I just did. I wanted to be like his little kid brother. Robin sprawled out in the middle of the soft jumble of socks and unnderwear. I sat cross-legged close to him.
The pot made him even more goofy and he was laughing about the stupidest things. He pulled me up closer and I looked right into his face. He had the cutest smile that made me instantly want to hug him. I was afraid he'd think I was acting like a girl.
Robin said, “Do me a favor.”
Wanting to please, I said, “what?”
“Whisper me a secret into my ear.”
I was puzzled. “Like what?”
“Anything you want. Say something stupid, I don't care.”
I don't know what came over me but I whispered in to his ear. “Robin, I like you.”
“Yeah, like that, only up closer.”
I whispered so close that my lips were almost touching his ear. He had stuck both hands down into his pants and was playing with something.
“Keep doing it, only closer. Maybe stick your tongue in there too.”
When I did, Robin began to moan and giggle. He was playing with something in his pants. I thought to myself, it couldn't be that big?
He would moan and cry each time I did it.
“Ok, let me do it to you.”
Robin wrapped his arms around me and whispered into my ear. “Do you jerk-off?”
It tickled. He did it again but closer. “Tell me you jerk-off and we can do it together.”
I felt his warm breath in my ear. He didn't wait for an answer he just said it again. I felt his breath and then his tongue. Intense chills ran through my entire body.
He whispered again. “I want you to jerk me off.”
I felt his hand slipping down into my pants and down into my underpants. He pulled my penis up and down until I had a boner. No one had ever done that to me before. Only one who had was me.
“Ok, now you do it to me.”
Cautiously I slipped one hand down the front of his pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear. His belly was warm. Down below I felt it.
Years later, looking back, I think that Robin's cock was probably normal but to me, at that time, it was incredibly large. He opened his pants and brought it into full view.
He turned to me and up close I thought he was going to say something. In stead, I thought it was a kiss but he tried to stick his tongue into my mouth. I opened my mouth and he stuck it in and moved it all around. It was slippery and tasted so sweet. Without separating, he was pushing his pants down and then encouraged me to do the same. I was totally overwhelmed. He was pushing his tongue in and out of my mouth.
We separated and he said, “You want to do it?”
I was in uncharted territory.
He said, “Suck my dick?”
I must have looked puzzled.
“Ok I'll do you first.”
He pulled my pants and underpants all the way off and got down between my legs and took my penis into his mouth. I never gave my small penis a thought until I saw Robin's big boner. It felt good but unfamiliar. He pushed my legs back and began licking my balls. It was a shock when he began to lick my dirty hole.
When Robin sat up, we changed positions. Holding his stiff cock he brought it closer and closer to my mouth. I didn't know what I was doing but Robin did. He rubbed it on my lips and like his persistent tongue, I opened up. Robin made me do it this way and that way and I liked every minute of it. His breath became shallow and urgent. Without warning, he pulled it out of my mouth and squirted juice all over the front of my shirt. His body seem to shudder and then relax. He lay quiet for a moment and then sat up laughing. Robin retrieved a pair of under pants to wipe off the front of my shirt.
“Sorry Marky, I couldn't help it.” He laughed and then cuddled me.
“Did you like it?”
I did and I told him I did. “Robin, I have to go home or else I'll be grounded.”
He lit his little pot pipe and in a smoky and harsh voice he said, “Ok”
He blew out a column of smoke. watched me pull my pants up.
“So, um, I'll meet you after school tomorrow and we can do this again.”
He was looking at me. “ I said, “Ok.”
Just before I turned to crawl through the tunnel, Robin pulled me close and stuck his tongue into my mouth.
I was walking home and thinking about Robin and thinking about what had just happened and I knew that my life would never be the same.
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