Date: Thu, 17 May 2007 16:57:18 -0500
From: Chase Li <deadmaninc@munich.com>
Subject: Discovering Chase Part 15

Welcome back everyone; hope you enjoyed reading my book so far lol. My name
is Chase and I am 23 years of age as of this posting. I've decided to come
out with my story just to get away from the hiding and share my awesome
past with you all. I must warn you that these experiences contain
situations not suitable for immature and or close minded readers so if it
is illegal where you live, leave now (or after you read hehehe). Let's just
say I've had an interesting past good and bad. It's all real and in tune
with the way I felt during the encounters. Enjoy!

On another note, my apologies for taking so damn long to get this part
out. I thank you for those cool fan mails I've been getting. I promise not
to disappoint.

Part 15 -- Play

Recap: I just met two awesome boys in this new place I was forced to be
in. Maybe things aren't so bad after all? Or is this just the good part?

Mel comes knocking on the door as Keoki runs to answer it. He didn't look
too thrilled to see her. "Do we have to go already?? We're having so much
fun?" he whines. Mel was already a seasoned mom and paid no mind to his
little fit. Noah was still knocked out on the couch with his hand in his
pants no less. Mel scooped him up; surprised he was out like a light. Keoki
kind of trotted out behind them after our goodbyes and looked at me with
sadness. I felt bad but couldn't do anything about it.

I suited up and went out walking past the many hedges and fences that line
the alley way. Finally, I reach the service entrance to the hospital and
almost get nailed by a bad driver. The guy yells at me as he passes even
though I had the right of way. Oh well, this is a bigger city than where
I'm from. Entering the corridors, I get the feeling I'm in some sterile
museum being careful not to touch anything. It's so clean and white in
here. Why so many elevators? Why so many gift shops? Snack shops? So many
thoughts fill my head to break the boredom. I notice from the huge glass
window there's a beach not far from here. This place was beautiful but I
was confined to this grey glassy prison.

On the elevator, I met an older couple who came in to visit their
granddaughter. We struck up a little conversation on the slow assent. It's
amazing how people are so much nicer when a family member is in distress. I
bid them farewell as they stepped off onto their floor. This elevator
looked pretty old... did they build up this spotless building around it or
something? It looked as if they never maintain this thing. Anyway, I reach
my floor and see nurses in peach, white, and blue scrubs running around the
work area like roaches with stethoscopes. One calls a code blue, don't know
what that is but they're rushing with a cart down the hall way. Seems like
something is up and tension is in the air. The receptionists look busy with
pens going at the speed of light in one hand and the other propping their
heads up. I get to dads hospital room and they are watching soap
operas. How appropriate for me as I live in one.

Mom looks a little angered I wasn't there sooner but why do I care, he
deserved being here as far as I was concerned. She finds it in her to burry
the anger and asks me how my day was. Not once did I acknowledge my father
who was half asleep on pain killers. This guy is the main reason why we're
poor and he makes us pay for it? How could my mother love him I
contemplated?

I was quite the artist at this point in life. My dream then was to become a
video game designer and I couldn't stop the flow of ideas. Back then I was
influenced by many of the fighting genre games. I usually sat near the
picture window and took out my papers and pencils to draw. Meanwhile some
church types would come in and offer prayers and a solicitation to join
their meetings. Mom seemed to be getting into religion as her escape from
this. My comfort knew Danny waited at home for me. The drawings I did
merely passed the time sitting in that air conditioned prison with a dying
man that I had to pretend to care for. I had hoped to see or at least hear
my new friends walking down the hall to visit grandma. No such luck today,
maybe I'll see them back at the apartment.

It had been nearly three and a half hours before I noticed the time. Not
even the darkness of night gave me a clue that visiting hours were nearly
over. I silently rejoiced as mom said its time to go. I know she wanted me
to lean over and give him a kiss on the forehead or at least a tap on the
hand. My hatred prevented any contact with him to mom's chagrin. We left
the room and headed back "home". I know she wanted to ask me why I felt the
way I did about him but perhaps she didn't really want the truth. The look
on her face said it all; anger, care, hope, faith, fear. The familiar alley
walk never felt so long before. I broke the silence by asking if we could
go food shopping. "Yeah we need a few things don't we?" She counted the
small amount of money in hand with a look of distress. I knew we were
running low but supposedly, my father's disability funds would cover us. I
hated having to rely on his money to survive more than anything. We toughed
it out and managed to eek out of the nearby grocery store with two bags of
food. My mother didn't believe in using the Welfare system like so many
others we knew. Perhaps that's where my self reliance attitude comes from.

The city lights captivated me and the life abounded on the streets. Back at
home, things would have died at sunset. We arrived at our humble apartment
room with rumbling tummies. The room itself was very bland with simple
television set (with cable), a dining table, a comfy chair, and that couch
with so many memories of today.

I hit the shower to freshen up. I found myself thinking about what happened
with the boys today as I slipped off my underwear. I pictured Noah's hand
wrapped around my boner jerking it masterfully. Maybe he and his brother
were in bed right now practicing what I taught them. My eyes closed, my
back against the tile, the steam filling the shower stall. Goose bumps came
over me with thoughts of little Noah riding Keoki's little dick. Noah's
face flushes with pleasure with his dick pulsating over Keoki's tiny six
pack. Keoki fucking slowly holding Noah's body close, sensually reaching up
for a kiss. If only they really did that... Before I knew it, I came in the
shower and watched my juice flow down the drain. I sat there for a bit to
let the water calm me down until my hands began to wrinkle. The hot foggy
room brought back memories of my first time with Steven a couple years
ago. I seriously wondered how he was doing along with my other
"boyfriends". I slipped on the same pair of underwear I used during my
escapades earlier today and brushed my hair. My body was changing and this
old pair of underwear I had since God knows when was really showing off my
package.

Back outside, mom had prepared a small pot of spaghetti and had fallen
asleep on the floor next to the hospital paperwork. She got up after
hearing me walk out. Years of adult daycare made her a very light sleeper
which sometimes didn't work to my advantage. Keeping Danny quite during an
orgasm was not an easy task. The boy would whimper and coo every time my
lips ran over his little dick head. I remember a few close calls but Danny
would always tease me that way. What a boy and I miss him very much. The
last time I saw him I gave him his first wet cum to remember me by. I
really wish I could call to check on him. This room was only linked to the
hospital and did not allow outside calls. Cell phones weren't really out
there yet and having one meant you also had a house in Beverly Hills. My
sadness came over me again and all I wanted to do was fuck Danny or go to
sleep and dream about it. I had my dinner and rushed to the bedroom to
force myself to sleep. I tossed and turned trying to find a comfortable
position but nothing seemed to work. My body was tired but my mind was
racing about.

I must have dozed off unexpectedly because I barely covered myself and it
was cold as hell. It was 7am on the clock next to my bed. Mom was nearly
out the door probably heading to the hospital. She asked if I was coming
and I declined the offer. Anger came over her face but she left before
screaming at me. Nothing good was on TV except Sailor Moon cartoons. I was
the only boy who watched it according to this Japanese college student I
met. Her name was Junko I think. She was a sweetheart and if I ever wanted
a girlfriend she'd be my type. This was beginning to weigh on my mind
now. My guy friends all were starting to get girlfriends while I was
fucking with boys. I knew I liked girls but none of them seemed good enough
to me. Not perfect like the boys I loved to be with. With girls, you worry
too much if she likes you back and if she'll think you're ugly or not. With
a boy, you can do anything and they'll love you back. With these thoughts
running through my head and Tuxedo Mask saving Sailor Moon again, a knock
came at the door. "Did you forget your glasses again?" I said thinking it
was mom.

"CHASE!!" yelled Noah as he ran inside. "Sailor Moon!" I guess I wasn't the
only boy who liked it. Mel had the greatest things to say about me and that
the boys finally had someone to be around in their hard times. I was happy
I had them too but for other reasons as you may have guessed. "Where's
Keoki?" I asked. Noah answered for Mel, "He's with grandpa at the zoo and
the mall. Keoki wanted to come too but grandpa made him go." Mel says Noah
wanted to stay with me instead. Not even the zoo and a day out on the town
could compete with a 7 year old wanting to experience orgasms. I gladly
accepted and locked the door as soon as she left.

I didn't have to say a word. Noah ran to me and hugged me tightly. "I love
you Chase you're my bestest friend always!" That was really touching to
hear. We looked at each other for a few seconds and hugged again. I carried
him over to the recliner and held him in my lap. He had a mischievous look
in his eyes biting his lower lip. "What?" I giggled at him. He looked like
he did something naughty and got away with it. He grabbed the hand I had on
his chest and moved it slowly down to his waistband all the while starring
up at me. "Play with me" he moaned grabbing me around the neck and
hugging. If I wasn't already really hard, I would have busted through my
zipper. I was so nervous I could have thrown up. Why was I nervous? I gave
him two orgasms yesterday and he watched me blow a load. He looked serious
today and wanted action now. I was glad to oblige. My lips raced for his
and we locked up. He clearly hadn't kissed before but tried his best,
probably from watching R-rated movies. None the less it was still very much
enjoyable. He tasted sweet like apple juice and bubble gum. Grinning from
ear to ear, he rested back down and rocked his legs back and forth. My hand
lifted his plain white t-shirt back to see his stomach sink in. He watched
every move I made and had that look of anticipation. He began humming to a
random tune in his own head. I toyed with him a little and rubbed his
tummy. He just looked up at me like `what are you waiting for?' I ran my
hands over his smooth right leg while the left one dropped to the floor. He
still had his arm around me and was poking at my shoulder, being a 7 year
old. He was wearing this really girly looking pair of turquoise
shorts. Every time I reached for that waistband he'd sink his stomach in. I
was done teasing the poor boy. My hand cupped his package and circled
around it. He clinched my shirt and just watched me do it. His tiny knob
grew an inch hard inside his tight stretchy girl shorts. Those little nuts
of his were probably tightened up in there enjoying the feel of his cloth
undies moving back and forth over them. I knew he loved it by the frozen
grin on his face and eyes fixated. Excitement grew with my hand now moving
under his waistband. His little pecker flinched with my fingers moving
in. It was so warm in there with his dick in my hand and tight balls at my
fingertips. He quickly tore his shorts down for me kicking it off and
flinging it in the kitchen. He leaned back down and smiled big. He was
smoking HOT and ready for action. I felt like the luckiest boy in the world
right now. Noah struggled flipping my shirt up to get it off. His underwear
stretched between his feet trying to balance himself in my lap. I quickly
appeased him and got my shirt off. His own shirt against my skin felt so
hot in this weather. I couldn't help but stair down at his wrinkly hairless
sack and his little nuts rolling around in its tightness. That little knob
popping out was just waiting for a mouth to feed on it. He and I nervously
monitored the door taking caution that any sound could be one of our
parents. I could feel his speedy pulse against my body as I caressed him,
my hands returning to its find. His ass clinched with my rubbing motion
over his tender young dick. He got off of me for a second to fling his
underwear into the hallway. I helped him out of his shirt which ended up
who knows where. This fully naked 7 year old hottie stood before me with a
mischievous smile on his face. My boner throbbed in my shorts and needed
some relief. Noah went in for the kill and fought a battle with my shorts
trying to get it off. My boner made it tighter and harder to come off. I
let him fight with it, enjoying the feel of his hands roaming over me. I
couldn't help but smile at his frustrated face. I was amused by him. His
smile returned as he grabbed a hold of my tighty whities. Goosebumps came
over me feeling his warm hands in my waist band. I felt weak to this boy
especially now naked in the front of him. He eyed my package in full nude
teen glory. I could see he was trying to figure out what to do with it. I
sat back in the chair and pulled him on top of me. Our hot naked bodies
adhered in the humidity. We just hugged for a while never wanting to let
go. His nuts stuck to my leg with beads of sweat building on our foreheads.

Noah was getting restless and wanted to get down to business. I placed him
on his back and crawled up in between his legs. It's been a while since I
had one in my mouth. The taste of a boy's cum was what I craved or at least
feeling his dick harden in my mouth. Noah couldn't yet shoot but I gave him
two pretty powerful orgasms yesterday. I wanted to feel it in my mouth; the
hardening of his little dick with every blank spurt. I sucked on his legs
and kissed around his knees. He began gingerly giggling. I started to
giggle as well feeling silly.

Noah: "Wha... what are you doing Chase?"

I let my lips answer in its own way. I looked at his face and smirked at
him. His thighs instinctively spread apart. I took what little he had to
offer into my mouth. The boy tasted sweet with a mixture of downy softener
and sweat. The Backstreet Boys song "All I Have To Give" played in my head
while I slowly sucked him up. He had the same reaction as Danny did the
first time I took him in. His head slammed back and he fucked my face
sporadically, keeping up with my motions. I could tell he was enjoying it
by his breathing pattern and toes arching. He never rejected my mouth even
if it tickled to a little boy like him. His hands tugged at my longish hair
while I swirled around his cute dick head. His nut sack was firming up. I
rolled my tongue across its roughness. He squealed and giggled. "IT
TICKLES!!!" he exclaimed. I had to stop because he was getting loud. I
sooooo wish I could have had his nuts in my mouth some more. The feeling is
indescribable. I commenced pleasuring his dick. It was time to make him cum
and cum hard. I wanted to feel his blanks in my mouth badly. My hands
cupped his nuts while I reach up for a quick kiss. His face was flush and
lips moist.

I had a raging hardon and could feel precum oozing out all over the
place. There was a big wet spot on the couch and I had yet to touch
myself. My free hand reached down to take care of that. I jerked off for
his viewing pleasure while I continued giving him the job of his young
life. My other hand held his dick in place. My tongue went wild all over
that little shaft. His body shuddered. I sucked it rapidly in sync with my
own jerking off. His eyes were fixated on my "thingy". My Noah started
kicking air with my head buried in between his legs. He grunted hard and
gritted his teeth. His hands grabbed my hair and held it down. He fucked my
face in a side to side motion. I felt it pop in my mouth. My lips clamped
down to feel every spurt. I went into spasms myself shooting cum up to my
face and landing on Noah's legs. His little dickey pulsated with force. I
didn't know he had it in him! What a moment to be had. I felt happy once
again. Noah was lethargic on the couch still strongly clutching my hair. My
lips were still wrapped around it. He wouldn't allow me to move until the
tenderness subsided. We just stared at each other's thingies. His all red
and purple, mine all covered in teen boy cum.

Noah was ecstatic after recovering. "THAT FELT SOOOO GOOD CHASEY!! CAN WE
DO IT AGAIN?" He was still really horny! "CAN I DO THAT TO YOU TOO?"

Oh man! I hadn't even considered it yet, him sucking me off? I didn't want
to rush something like that with him. We'll see what happens in the next
part!

TO BE CONTINUED...