Date: Mon, 12 Aug 2002 04:22:55 +0000
From: D P <dpnw@hotmail.com>
Subject: Boy Heat Part 1a

Boys are the most beautiful thing this world has to offer, the line between
adoration and abuse is thin. Don't cross the line.
-Dividian Pierce Northwest

This story is intended to entertain and bears no significance or
representation of real events, people, or life. Before reading on, consult
your local laws regarding literature depicting sexual acts between boys who
are minors. Drive Safely, always buckle your seat belt, if your head is
made of wax stay outta the sun... and most importantly floss after every
meal. This Author is found elsewhere in the Nifty Archive for his story
Summer With Aaron. Also a great story from his pre-clp days.

Dividian Pierce Northwest presents
Devon Amos'
DPNW Boy Heat (Part 1a)

Do you remember the first time you saw THE boy. The one that made you
instantly weak at the knees. Those pouty lips and perfect hair. Long and
slender. Bright blue eyes to captivate you and all you really wanted to do
was explore every inch of his body. You started imagining what those puffy
bright red, puffy, boys lips would feel like mashed up against your own.
You wanted desperately to run your hands all over his boyish belly, lick
around his belly button until he forgot all about what boys shouldn't do
with other boys. You wanted to take him to that next level where all he
would care about is the heat coming off both your bodies and immense
feelings erupting from his boyhood like he'd never felt before. You wanted
to fell his boy breath on the nape of your neck.

It would have started slow, with you licking his face then his ears, he
would start to squeal a little, and you watch his eyes while your hand
creeps into his shorts and feels it's way under the elastic of his boxers.
You start you can feel that he is already rock hard. There hasn't been an
inch between you since you put your arms around him. He was the dominating
beautiful boy when he entered the room now his eyes plead for you to keep
doing what your are doing. his mouth is wide agape and his breath is coming
in shorter more spastic gasps. your finger is running up and down the
underside of his boyhood, ocassionally running gently as a feather across
the underside of his balls. All the while you are still playing with your
tongue in his ear. He's starting to moan now, he can't stand anymore. You
better take him to the bed. You ask all he can do is nod and hug you in
closer to show you that he doesn't want you to break away.

You move together over all the junk in his room -- the PlayStation
controllers, the comics, and fall thoughtlessly onto the bed. You can feel
the heat coming off of his body, his hair is starting to matte on his
forehead. The feelings your hand is giving him are his new religion. He's
panting, you know things are starting to spin and get dark. he's crying out
in esctasy. the look in his eyes is so purely boyish, the innocent
addiction to what you are giving him. You move your hand off of his boy
penis to explore the his firm taut ass. he's shaking with nerviousness and
pulls the balnkets over the two of you to help his still. He's never felt
anything like it. He starts rubbing his dick against your leg while you run
your hands up and down his back.

He wants to show you his adoration for what you're giving him so he climbs
on top of you and starts rubbing his penis against yours while he moans and
quivers in nervous excitement. He's got that glazed over look in his
beautiful boy eyes, he wants you to hold him closer. his dick is rock hard
and ultra sensitive, he's never even jerked off before. he can't hold out
anymore, he starts quivering and looks confused and then his body tenses,
his legs are wrapped around your he's driving his little boy dick into you
as hard as he can it goes on for at least 10 seconds, then he falls asleep
in your arms.

-DPNW@Hotmail.com