Date: Thu, 5 Aug 1999 17:27:37 -0700 (PDT) From: Cory DePalma Subject: "CHICAGOLAND BOY - Chapter 4" (Teen/Boy) Here's the Usual Stuff: If you don't like detailed sex scenes (teen/boy), get your scabby ass outta here. If you're under age (18 or 21 depending on your locale) your eyes shouldn't even see this sortta stuff. Even though this story is fiction you know that you'll go blind or maybe even worse if you read it. So get the hell outta here! Understand? Oh! And if you do read it, please send me an e-mail and tell me what you think. I'm at cory1040@yahoo.com CHICAGOLAND BOY ------------------------------- By Cory DePalma Copyright 1999 by Corrado Vincenzo DePalma, Jr. - All Rights Reserved Please Note This Very Carefully: The author retains all rights to this story. You cannot distribute this story, put it on another web site and/or display this story without the written consent and permission of the author. Chapter 4 I was brushing my teeth when Huw came into the bathroom to piss. He just walked right in and began pissing. I glanced over at him. He was holding his beautiful dick with his mutilated right hand. "Yup," I thought to myself, "the kid is naturally right handed." After he finished and flushed, he looked up at me and said rather forthrightly and sexily, "I wanna have sex wit' ya tomorrow mornin'." I quickly spit out what was in my mouth. "W-w-what?" I spluttered in reply. "I said that I think it wou' be nice to have sex wit' ya in the mornin'. Ya got any Vaseline in here? Didja bring any condoms?" I couldn't answer. I was stunned speechless. "Wassa matta, Cory? Dontcha wanna have sex with me?" I was still in a state of shock but nodded my head very slowly. "Haven't ya ever fucked a boy before?" I shook my head. I mumbled and spoke very slowly. "No, Huw, I have never had intercourse with anyone.in my life." "Then it'll be really fun, Cory!" he exclaimed. "It'll be lotsa fun. You're gonna love it a lot! Got Vaseline here?" After the incredible sex session we had tonight I would've thought that sex was the last thing on Huw's mind - but obviously it wasn't. This kid was hot, hot, hot and wanting more and more sex. This kid was a sex machine and I was completely willing keep the machinery well oiled. I finished my evening ritual and went back to bed with sexy Huw. We cuddled under the blankets and I felt as comfortable as I have even been with Huw snuggled up against me. "What else do you have planned for us tomorrow, Huw?" I asked. "Well, after we have lots a'good sex in the morning, I want breakfass, then we'll Jacuzzi together and then I want to go out to Oak Park and see all the Frank Lloyd Wright houses." "You want to go to Oak Park?" I ask incredulously. "Yeah, is there anythin' wrong wit' that?" "No. Absolutely not! I love the house out there. Have you ever seen them?" "Jus' a bit as I was ridin' by once. I wanna see `em for real now." "Great with me! You have an excellent plan, Huw my love, an excellent plan." We snuggled under the covers, meshing our bodies together. I knew I wanted to fall asleep holding Huw's right hand and he accommodated me. I slowly rubbed it and Huw let out a small sigh of contentment. After a few minutes of rubbing and caressing that wonderful hand - needless to say I was hard again - Huw let out a little sob. I didn't say anything to him - let the kid keep his thoughts private if he wants to. It's his right. But I did notice that he snuggled even close to me and let out another long sigh. Then it was blissful sleep that overtook me. ------------------------------------------------------- I had the weirdest dream that night. It was summertime and I was in some kind of large amusement park - you know, like Disneyland or something. I had come into the possession of a secret weapon or device that they were developing there under the cover of being a nice family type of operation. It was the size of a AA battery, I had it in my pocket, they (that is, all the employees of the place who were dressed as various storyland characters) couldn't see it, and if I touched it to the back of one of the decorative statues that were all around the place I could fly and escape them all. I was in one of the multitude of shops selling various stuff and I noticed I was the only customer. The employees started to surround me - they looked so cute, yet so ominous, in their Mother Goose type costumes. I escaped them and ran outside where I took the device out of my pocket and held it in my hand. Suddenly I noticed that I was carrying a baby in my arms and it was quite heavy. The face was covered with the blanket and when I pushed it away I saw that the baby was black. The employees started surrounding me again but I had access to one of the statues. I put the device in the appropriate slot on the statue's back and stood on it. Nothing happened. They were coming closer. "Didn't anyone tell you that you cannot fly if you are holding a black child in your arms, my son?" a woman dressed as Little Bo Peep said. "Drop him! Drop him now!" "No!" I screamed. "I won't!" I stepped down hard on the statue and the device, when suddenly the lawn sprinklers started and continued to spray everyone while the statue quickly rose into the air. I was soaring over everyone and everything still hold onto the baby - when I awoke suddenly. I sat up, gulping for air and looked around the room. Everything was very quiet. I looked next to me and Huw was sleeping peacefully. The thumb of his right hand was in his mouth - he was sucking on it slowly and quietly. Okay, all was well. I was very relieved. Huw was in bed with me and fast asleep and I was happy - very, very happy. I lay back; Huw snuggled up close to me and put his damp right hand over my chest. I gave it a couple of quick squeezes and fell quickly back to sleep. ------------------------------------------------------- When I awoke in the morning Huw was not in bed with me. I didn't hear anything coming from the bathroom and I began to get a little concerned. Just then the bedroom door opened and in walked Huw with a big smile on his face. "Hey, you're up. Great! I was jus' so hungry I hadda eat somthin'." I smiled at him and walked into the bathroom to do some business and Huw followed me. "Are we gonna have sex this mornin' Cory?" I gave him a big smile and he giggled back at me. "Great!" he whispered. I got back into bed after finishing up in the bathroom. Huw took off the clothes he had put on to go into the kitchen and joined me under the covers. God, what a wonderful feeling having his warm smooth body next to mine - to hold him and comfort him and caress his skin and hair; it was absolutely thrilling. Huw was such a loving person and so much fun to be with. He seemed so fun loving and genial. Every time I was with him he managed to lift my spirits. This constantly amazed me considering what he had been through in his short life. Al least, what he had told me he had been through - the mutilations to his body, and probably his spirit and psyche. I loved being with Huw and I hope that he loved being with me. Huw snuggled up real close to me and I held him close to my body. We stared into each other's eyes - the love that was there was tremendous and I felt it blossom as I stared into those big, dark wondrous eyes. Huw began to caress my shoulders and neck and arm with his crippled hand. I closed my eyes and moaned softly to myself as I felt my entire body come under the spell of this loving and generous child. Suddenly the telephone rang, breaking our reverie. I grabbed it quickly. It was my father. He asked what we had planned for the day and told him (minus the sex). He said that Mrs. Michaelson would be picking us up so that Huw and I could join them for dinner at their home tonight. Since the Frank Lloyd Wright home was not terribly far from where they lived, I suggest that she pick us up there. My father agreed and said he would call back and leave a message with the final arrangements. "Who's Mrs. Michaelson?" Huw asked. "She's the one we had dinner with last night. Remember? She asked you what happened to your hand?" "Oh, yeah," Huw responded unenthusiastically. "Her. But the kids were nice, weren't they?" "Very nice. Now can we get back to what we were doing before we were interrupted? All I want to see for the next hour, or maybe more, is your beautiful black skin and you absolutely yummy various body parts." "My skin ain't beautiful, Cory." "Oh, yes it is! It is gorgeous! I love everything about it and also everything about you." I put my arms around Huw's body and lifted him to me. We were face to face. "Don't let anybody ever tell you any different. You are a beautiful kid." Cradling Huw's wonderfully soft, feather light body to mine made me exceedingly aroused. He moved his face to mine so slowly and so gently. We kiss a heavenly, soul- warming, passion-stirring kiss. It was so incredibly satisfying. It was almost magical. It was like and out of body experience - I no longer felt earthbound. I moved my face until my mouth was able to lick Huw's cute little ears. His ears were so hot and really felt so comfortable in my mouth. I licked all around them, then moved my tongue until I was licking behind his ears. I received almost a jolt of Huw's unique taste from this area behind his ears. It was marvelous! I was intoxicated! I knew that I had to suck and lick his other ear also. I moved to the other side and did the same, washing his ear lavishly with my tongue, licking behind it and taking the whole thing into my mouth. I loved it - I had never done this to anyone ever before, and it was great. The taste, the feel, the warmth were all so incredibly arousing. Huw seemed to be enjoying it a lot too, since he was moaning out words of encouragement and squeals of delight. I moved slowly away from his ears and down the side of his neck, sucking and licking every square inch of his delectable skin as I went along. I also did the same to his throat. When I began to work on his chest I remembered that Huw had no feelings in his nipples because of his mother's "handiwork". But I wanted to suck them anyway - I wanted the feel of those dark nubs and those terrible scars rubbing over my tongue. It was a terrific turn-on for me, I know. Huw was reacting the way I'd hoped he would. He was moved his damned cute body under my unswerving tongue. He seemed to like what I was doing to and for him. I continued to work on his chest, using long slow strokes with my tongue. Each stroke brought me closer and closer to Huw's marvelous boy equipment. I could smell him - as I got closer and closer I could smell more and more of Huw's distinctive and so sexy, so alluring essence. It was thrilling. His boy dick was standing straight up in the air and his beautiful ball sac was dangling so appealingly below. It was a marvelous sight for me and I'm sure a marvelous one for anyone interested in the sexual equipment of young boys. I know I can't describe it but I'll try. I loved every part of Huw so much that I had this cramp in the pit of my stomach - this incredible ache of longing and loving and wanting and needing. He was everything I ever wanted in my life and to be part of my life - he was loving and gentle and a beautiful boy. The expression "I want to eat him up" kept going around and around my head. I wanted him - I wanted him totally and completely. I wanted to devour him. As I got down to Huw's gorgeous pubic mound - his marvelously smooth mound - I let my tongue revel in the wonderful silken feel of that stunning area. He was so smooth and so warm and so incredibly sweet to the taste that I wanted this to last forever and ever. I could not remember being this happy in my entire life - albeit a short teenager's life. I licked this area over and over again wetting it down thoroughly; Huw was dripping with my saliva. As I went over and over it I was getting closer and closer to Huw's really impressive boy equipment, and it sent chills up and down my entire body when I looked at his striking penis. It was such an impressive beauty - a magnificent purple/black in color, absolutely straight and crowned with that wonderfully tight, ruffled foreskin. I knew that I had to play with Huw's incredible equipment as soon as possible - his cock and balls were calling me. I wanted to - I absolutely needed to - make superb love to this gift of beauty. I sat back and moved between Huw's widespread legs; he presented such an overwhelmingly beautiful picture to me. His hips were raised slightly and I could almost glimpse the inviting and puckered entrance to his exceedingly hot body. I knew that Huw would convince me that I should take him completely. That would be later; for now I had to make exquisite love to Huw's proudly offered boy equipment. I raised my hands to Huw's gorgeous dick. I touched it very lightly and this sent a wave of tremors up and down his body. I thrilled at the look of Huw welcoming and accepting my love. I began to slowly and delicately peel down the tight foreskin around Huw's cock. It was like peeling the skin on a rare tropical fruit - there was some resistance but it gradually gave way to reveal the treasure within. And what a treasure it was. The head of Huw's dick was a bulbous beauty. I could not take my eyes off of it; I was mesmerized. It was shaped like a tiny plum; it was the color of a really dark purple plum and it was the most delicious looking piece of flesh I had ever seen. As I was staring at that glorious piece of flesh, Huw slowly raised his right hand and brought it near my lips. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick it slowly and gently, letting my tongue reach every scar on that mutilated hand. I opened my mouth and drew the top of his palm into my mouth and began sucking and licking it. Huw let out a few big moans of appreciation. I realized that he needed reassurance that I accepted his shortcomings as well as his beauty. I knew I adored him and made tender love to his crippled hand. "Thanks, Cory," he whispered. I noticed tears in his eyes. "You're so good t'me." "That's not hard to do, Huw. You are an incredibly loveable kid. You know that? You are just incredibly loveable...and very caring...and very beautiful...you are all those things to me!" "Thanks, Cory. You're the very firs' person who ever told me that. Thanks so much." I leaned over and we kissed gently and lovingly and for quite a long time. I could not believe that Huw had never been told how loving and caring he was. A kid doesn't become this way overnight; Huw was this way all along and maybe I was the first person to bring it out in him. But he was a very caring and very loving individual and I loved that so much in him. I leaned over and brought my face close to that wonderful bulbous head of his gorgeous dick. It was so tempting and beautiful, just like the boy himself. I slowly put my tongue out and gently worked it over the surface of Huw's straining dick. He obviously liked what I was doing because he started moaning quite loudly and telling me how he loved what I was doing to him. I traced my tongue all around the sensitive ridge - around and around I went, gradually picking up speed and gradually applying a little suction. I took that whole head into my mouth and while continuing to suck on it lovingly and work my tongue all around it, I began to gradually take more and more of Huw's wonderful dick into my mouth. I did this very slowly taking plenty of time. I figured that since young Huw could not shoot anything, I would try to give him the maximum pleasure of continued and sustained oral stimulation of his luscious dick. And boy! Did I ever enjoy giving Huw pleasure while working on his fabulous dick! After a good ten minutes of tonguing and sucking and working my way all around Huw's wonderful and delicious boy equipment, I had all of Huw's wonderful boy dick and balls in my mouth and it was such a great feeling. We were both getting maximum pleasures from the experience. Huw's penis pulsed so beautifully in my mouth and it was so smooth and soothing to my tongue. It was a delight to be able to work this gorgeous beauty between my lips, to be able to stroke it slowly and lovingly with my tongue and to show Huw that I really appreciated the fact that he was here with me in this particular bed, in this particular hotel, and at this particular time in both of our lives. The End (...for now. Please come back soon for Chapter 5)