Date: Wed, 23 Jun 2010 19:32:49 -0700 (PDT) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Eazy Ryder II I was wondering where I was going to go with this chapter and Viola I dreamt the opening scenes. How strange. Hope you like it. Hugs Tag_m He was sitting on a sofa, the arms of said sofa were shorter than most, or a least, many. He was naked. The white of his groin contrasted sharply against the dark tan that covered the rest of his body. I was kneeling next to the sofa looking down at him. His boy stuff, his softened cock and his balls, seemed small to me, but then, the boy himself didn't seem to be very big either. The contradiction was that he had pubic hairs growing, small dark brown strands that had erupted from his skin here and there on his pubic bone. There were so few of them that I could have counted them if I'd wanted to but I didn't want to. What I wanted was to suck him so I asked, "Can I suck you?" He put his hands between his knees and pushed the knees together, straightened his arms, which caused his shoulders to scrunch together, and bent his head downward slightly, his eyes looking at some point between his skinny legs. He looked at me out of the corners of his eyes, got a smile on his face and nodded his head. Over all it was one of those shy reactions that kids get when they want something but don't want to ask for it, then someone asks them if they want it. I moved around to the front of the sofa. The boy's knees were still pressed against his hands so I put my hands on them and gently moved the stick like legs apart. The boy relented, moved one arm up onto the arm of the sofa and the other one next to him on the cushion. He looked at me then and smiled and I took him in, admiring how cute he was. Ten, maybe eleven years old, his face was smooth and hairless. Once again, I was struck at how young he seemed yet there, on his flat pubic bone, were the signs of puberty, those hairs that weren't concentrated in one spot at all but scattered around like a handful of jacks dropped on a sidewalk. I leaned forward, opened my mouth, placed it over everything, and closed down, capturing his cock and his balls. They seemed cold to me, not quite like a piece of meat just taken out of the fridge, but almost. The boy wiggled and giggled, his body tensed and he raised his little butt up slightly. I slipped both hands under him, one hand under each butt cheek and began kneading the flesh. I wiggled his cock and balls around with my tongue and felt his dick start to harden up. I made my tongue move around the circumcised head as I sucked it then felt the boy's hands on the sides of my head. I continued to suck him until his cock had stretched out to what seemed like its full length then let his balls lose and worked just on his cock, bobbing my head up and down. Ryder woke up and his hand went immediately to his cock, which was raging, hard. He squeezed the stiff appendage as though that act would make the hardness go away. Somewhere in the deep, still mostly asleep part of his brain, he knew that he should get up and go piss but he didn't want to leave the warmth of the bed. He drifted back asleep, hoping that the dream would return and at some point it did. "Come on," I said to the boy, reluctantly leaving his crotch and standing up. The next thing I know is that he's fully dressed and we're walking along a balcony, the kind that fronts each floor of an apartment building. We came to a door that had been my intended destination and go inside. There isn't anyone in the living room so I motion to the boy to be quiet but he's busy looking at things on the wall. I get his attention, put a finger to my lips again and head toward the hallway that leads to a bedroom. As we approached the room I could see that the overhead light was on. I take the boy's hand and we go through the doorway into the room. My friend is lying on his bed, half propped up against the wall behind him, facing us. About my age, he's completely naked, his legs are spread wide open and his eyes are closed. One hand is wrapped around his thick hard cock and stroking it while the other hand is resting on his thigh with his fingers down between his inner thigh and his balls. The sac of eggs is large, completely smooth and hanging almost to the mattress. I glance at my young friend whose eyes are wide open with surprise as he had not expected to catch another boy jacking off. We watch awhile, my eyes roaming over my friends' face, admiring the high cheekbones, pursed lips, the curly blond hair that seems higher in the middle than the sides; not quite a Mohawk but similar. His face is kind of long and the hairstyle seems to enhance that. We watch as his face constricts into the expression of pain and pleasure that goes along with what he was doing and feeling and then his eyes open and he sees us but it doesn't stop him and he focuses on his cock. He groans out loud and his cock erupts, blasting large streaks of cum up onto his chest and his belly. His eyes close and he continues to jack off until there is nothing else coming out of his swollen cock head. I lead the boy to the edge of the bed and we both look down at the slashes of white goo that seem to cover my friends' torso. His hands both moved to his sides and his cock hangs in the air above his flat, panting belly with a huge drop of sperm hanging off it and we watch as the droplet stretches out and touches the puddle of cum just below his belly button. It hangs there a moment, a streak of white touching both ends then drops off to become part of the puddle of cum. The boy and I leave the room and go into the living room. When my friend joins us he is still naked and his cock, almost as big as mine, is still hard and bobs in the air as he walks. I'm amazed at the size of his balls and I notice that his sperm is gone from his body. I'm sitting in an oversized armchair and the boy is standing in front of me but bent down with his face in my crotch, sucking my cock. My hands are on the boys' back. "Doesn't he have a dynamite ass," I say. I then shove the boys' pants and underwear down over his butt and somehow get them to his ankles. "He'll let you fuck him. In fact, he wants you to fuck him," I tell my friend who immediately grasps onto his raging hard on. For a brief moment it seems like I'm looking through my friends eyes because I'm seeing the boy's slender naked ass, his smooth tender young balls hanging between his thighs and above it, the small dark spot that is his asshole . Then I'm back in my own head and watch my friend get to his knees behind the boy, put a hand on each butt cheek then put his face in and begin rimming the kid. I can hear my friend licking and slurping all over everything and while the boy continues to suck on my cock I can hear him moan. I watch my friend stand up and, holding his cock pointed toward the boys' ass, step forward. All of a sudden I'm standing beside us and watch as he puts cock head right at the boys' puckered asshole. My friend's cock head is so swollen and so filled with blood that it's actually sort of red and angry looking. He puts his other hand on the boys' opposite hip and pushes his cock head through the muscle and into the boys' ass, puts his other hand on the other hip and slowly inserts that monster into the boy until his pubic hair is touching the boys' butt. The boy continues to suck my cock, doesn't make a sound to indicate that he's just been penetrated by an object that has to be six inches around. I'm back in myself, facing my friend and watch as he begins to fuck the young boy who continues to suck on my dick. The boy continues to moan loudly but doesn't stop sucking me. I don't know how long it goes on but just about the time I'm ready to cum, my friend pulls his cock out of the boys' ass and begins to jack off. The boy stops sucking me and looks over his shoulder at my friend, curious as to why my friend removed his cock from the boys' ass. I've taken hold of my dick and started jacking it like crazy and as the boy turns his head back and starts to lower it so he can suck me again I start cumming. As I start shooting my sperm out so does my friend. My cock erupts like a roman candle, the globs of sperm blasting up and splattering the boys' face while my friends cum is shooting out in streaks and landing all over the boys' back, which some how is now bare. The boy stands there, bent over, letting us cum on him. When I finally stop squirting the boy raises his head slightly and I can see strands of sperm hanging off of his face like Medusa. I notice that he is jacking off, using his fingers and thumb to manipulate his hard cocklet and then he cums but it seems like it's as much as my friend and I make, long ropey strands that shoot out onto my jeans and my crotch. I wonder how that can be, how such a young boy can make so much sperm. Ryder woke up again, and again he grasped onto his cock which seemed to be harder than it was before and hurts even more. As much as he didn't want to get up, he did, almost stumbled on the steps and padded toward the bedroom door with the intention of taking a much needed piss but the door wasn't where he thought it was. Confused for just a second, he remembered where he was, redirected himself to the bathroom that was part of the bedroom that he was in. He closed the door then bent over at the waist, placed his free hand on the wall above the toilet, holding his ram rod hard cock with the fingers of his other hand he wills himself to piss, not an easy thing when your dick is that hard. As soon as he was ready to flow he relaxed and let it happen and soon a thick stream was pouring into the bowl. Done, he milked his dick then shook himself off, closed the lid, and padded back to the bedroom. He chose not to flush because he didn't want to wake anyone. Ryder climbed back under the covers and snuggled in close to the naked warm body that he was sharing the bed with. "I have to piss too," Jamie said, then slipped out of the bed and went through the same process that Ryder had only he flushed the toilet. He climbed back into bed facing Ryder and snuggled up close to him. Ryder adjusted himself to fit against the boy, one legs drawn up between Jamie's thighs and gently touching his balls, while his free arm went around Jamie's back, encouraging his young lover to rest his head on Ryder's shoulder. Ryder rested his chin against the top of Jamie's head and sighed. "You were sort of grunting in your sleep," Jamie whispered, "and your hard cock was pressed up against my butt." Ryder was a little surprised at that but told Jamie about the dream and in the telling assured the golden boy that he didn't recognize either of the boys in the dream although it seemed that he knew them both. "Well, dreaming is about the only thing you better be doing with other boys," Jamie responded although it was said in good fun. As they both drifted back to sleep Ryder was thinking about how fortunate he was having hooked up with Jamie. He had been late meeting the boy because of work. Despite the laid back attitude of the times-1968- and the over all attitude of members of any outlaw motorcycle club, Ryder had a strong work ethic, one that had been taught to him by his mother and his uncle. They had a deadline to make in getting a bike done for a guy and by fucking Christ it would get done. Ryder had called Jamie to let him know and the beautiful young teen told him not worry about it and to get there when he could. Ryder knew of the part of the city that Jamie lived in but didn't know the area itself. An older, upper class neighborhood, the homes were large, spread out, and often hidden from view by hedges, trees, or in some cases walls. It helped that the house numbers were painted on the curbs in glaring white but Jamie's description of his home and where it was located really did the trick. Big, square, two storied white house, on the corner that faced the corner and not the side streets, higher than street level, massive pile of rocks that was actually garden, that stretched across the front from one side street to the other kind of a like the cross bar on a capital A and had flowers popping out all over it. Hell, Ray Charles could have found the place. As Ryder idled along the streets trying to find the house, he'd garnered quite a few looks and even some stares from those who lived there. Clearly they weren't used to loud motorcycles in their quiet serene world. Hell they probably weren't used to any kind of motorcycles. Ryder pulled into the driveway that entered the property off of Caspian street and exited on Markham. He stopped at one side of the portico and dropped the kickstand, just as Jamie had directed him to, and shut the bike down. He hung his helmet from the handlebar and started toward the front entry, 2 massive oak things three steps up from the cobble stoned driveway. One side of the door opened when he hit the first step and Jamie stepped out to greet him. Ryder's heart skipped a beat when he saw the boy, taken in once again by Jamie's beauty. The smile on Jamie's face and the twinkle in his dove grey eyes told Ryder that the boy was very glad to see him and Ryder felt his own face split into a grin. "Hey," Jamie called out softly. Ryder hey-ed him back. Inside the front door Ryder was impressed as all hell by the house. A huge chandelier hung from the foyer ceiling two stories above them, and the walls had Oak wainscoting that gleamed from years of polish and the floors were marble. In the center of the foyer a large antique table with massive floral arrangement greeted visitors. "Wanna coke or something," his host asked and Ryder nodded his head. "Here, let me hang your jacket up," Jamie said and reached out to take Ryder's leather jacket then hung it in a small closet beside the front door. Jamie then led Ryder through the house to the kitchen, a room almost the size of Ryder's entire apartment, where a middle aged black woman was cleaning counters and such, although everything already seemed to shine. "Millie, this is my friend Ryder," Jamie said and the woman offered what seemed to be a genuine smile, said hello nice to meet you while Ryder did the same. Jamie grabbed a couple of cokes from the huge stainless steel refrigerator and motioned for Ryder to follow him outside, which Ryder did, admiring Jamie's tight little butt underneath the white tennis shorts he was wearing. They plopped down in rattan chairs that sat on a tiled patio that encircled a large swimming pool. Ryder commented on how beautiful the yard and pool were and Jamie responded that they could go swimming. Ryder said he didn't have a suit and Jamie said that it was too bad that Millie was there because they could have gone swimming naked which got a raised eyebrow from Ryder. "What about your parents?" Jamie waved a hand in dismissal and said they were at a fund raiser in San Francisco and wouldn't be back until the next day. "Does the maid, Millie, stay here?" Ryder asked. Jamie told him that she had a room off of the kitchen but that she rarely spent the night. "What about tonight?" Jamie smiled and said that, actually, he wasn't sure. That led to a discussion about whether Jamie was allowed to be in the house overnight without an adult there and he said yes, that he was. "Well then, maybe sometime I can take you up on the swimming idea." Jamie responded with a knowing grin. "Did you get a chance to eat after work?" Ryder shook his head and then nodded it when Jamie asked if he wanted to eat something. Back in the kitchen the boy asked Millie if she could fix Ryder a sandwich or something and she nodded her head. When asked if roast beef was alright Ryder nodded his head and both he and Jamie sat at a counter and watched as she deftly put together a large roast beef sandwich on sourdough the piled lettuce, tomato, onions and when she was finished it didn't seem like anything the young teen had ever seen before. Accompanied by chips, she sat the plate in front of him. He was in heaven after the first bite and told her so, which caused the black woman to smile in appreciation. "Let's go up to my room," Jamie suggested after his friend had finished his meal. "I'll be leaving soon Jamie," Millie informed the boy adding that she was going to see a movie with her grandkids and would see him in the morning. Ryder all but stared as he walked beside Jamie through huge rooms, and up a winding staircase to his friend's bedroom, and what a bedroom it was. Huge, open, bright and airy were some of the words that described it. Jamie had a corner bedroom so there were windows on the two outside walls. His bed, huge, sat on a dais, 3 small steps up from the rest of the floor. The entire platform was covered in a white, deep shag carpet. His comforter and 6 pillow cases were white as well but with two narrow stripes of vermillion around the edges like railroad tracks. On the wall at the head of the bed hung a huge tapestry done in a dozen different and intertwining shades and colors of red that were shot through with gold. A small settee and arm chairs was perched in one corner, just inside of a set of French doors that opened onto a small balcony that overlooked the property at the back of the house. In the opposite corner was a large desk above which were shelves of books and on the desk itself, a small television. Oh, and he had his own bathroom and walk in closet. Like the kitchen, the bedroom was almost as large as Ryder's entire apartment. "Wow," was about all Ryder felt he needed to say. Jamie kicked his loafers off just inside the door so Ryder did the same then wandered around the room, his socks sliding easily on the parquet floor, and eventually settling on the small sofa next to Jamie. They made small talk; how was your day, sort of thing. Jamie commented his surprise at Ryder's knowledge of and mechanical ability with motorcycles, adding, "I'd love to ride with you sometime." Ryder explained his mother's, and thus his uncle's, rule regarding passengers. "But when I do get my license you'll be the very first person that I'll have ride with me." Jamie smiled at that as he gently pushed the hair back from his right cheek. Ryder thought that to be a rather sexy move but didn't say anything. They sat quietly for a moment then finally, "I liked it when you kissed me yesterday." Ryder didn't feel like he needed any more of an invitation. He reached up and tenderly touched Jamie's left cheek then pushed the hair back. With the most gentle touch, his fingers on the back of the boys' neck, he pulled forward while leaning toward Jamie. It went in slow motion, each boys' eyes focused on the other's eyes and just before their skin touched, heads tilted and eyes closed. As they kissed, Ryder thought about how soft Jamie's lips were, how sensual and sexy they felt as they moved against his own. He would have been surprised to know that Jamie was thinking the same thing. The pressure of their lips diminished but they didn't come completely apart for their lips continued to touch ever so slightly. Ryder moved his lips again, then lightly pushed them against Jamie and they kissed again. Still, neither boy pressed hard, both of them seeming to revel in the sexual feeling of a gentle touch. When they did break completely away Jamie took Ryder's hand, stood up, and led him to the bed, keeping hold of his hand until he, Jamie, actually started to lie down. Ryder climbed on right behind him and lay facing Jamie, watched as the boy flicked his head to toss his hair back over his shoulder, then moved his head toward Ryder's. He put a hand on Ryder's rib cage as he moved his face closer and allowed his eyes to roam over the older boys' face. Ryder tilted his head upward to meet the boy and once again their lips touched only this time there was more force to it, from both of them. Jamie felt his mouth widen to accommodate Ryder's and he felt his belly tingle and his heart rate increase as Ryder's hand rested on Jamie's hip. The boys kept their mouths together, both sets of soft sensuous lips moving, the pressure increasing then releasing, pressing and releasing. They broke apart, both took deep breaths then pressed again. Jamie felt Ryder's tongue exploring, tentative at first and then with more boldness. Jamie's tongue darted forward as if to repel the invader but instead rubbed against it as if performing an introduction. Up until this time neither boy had been dominant but Ryder wanted to change that. His hand moved up to Jamie's shirt, fumbled around a little bit until he found the bottom hem then crept inside and touching the boys' warm flesh for the first time. He moved slowly up Jamie's rib cage and when he ran into Jamie's arm the boy moved it to allow Ryder passage. Ryder gently pushed, encouraging Jamie to roll onto his back and as the beautiful boy acquiesced Ryder moved with him, keeping his mouth pressed against Jamie's. Ryder was now dominant, above Jamie, and for his part Jamie acknowledged the dominance, moving his hand up to Ryder's shoulder and exerting enough pressure to let Ryder know everything was okay with him. Ryder's hand move onto Jamie's belly and his fingers danced over the flat, taut skin that covered developing muscle. Jamie finally broke the kiss and turned his head and began taking in huge gulps of oxygen. Ryder backed off slightly in order to look at his lover. He eyes gazed across the smooth blemish free face, admired the jaw line and gentle curve of it below Jamie's small ear. He lowered his head and kissed the boys' neck and Jamie moaned in response, turning his head back to rest against Ryder's, both arms around the older teen. Ryder kissed his neck again, nuzzled the soft warm flesh with his lips as his hand moved up across the nubbin of Jamie's belly button until he felt the slight rise of pectoral muscle. He pushed his fingers into the muscle, kneading it gently, then it moved sideways until his searching fingers found a tiny nipple. When Ryder rubbed his palm across Jamie's nipple the boys' body arched upward slightly in response to the pressure against his highly sensitive flesh. As Jamie relaxed against his comforter he nuzzled his face against Ryder's head and when Ryder turned his head Jamie pushed his mouth against his lovers ear, the warmth of Jamie's breath causing Ryder to moan for the first time. It wasn't that Jamie was experienced, he wasn't at all, he was just following his body's instinct as its heat level rose, as his young hormones responded to his first sexual contact with another person. Jamie's hand roamed over Ryder's back and down onto his jeans. Like Ryder had done, Jamie found the end of his t-shirt and pushed his hand up underneath it, reveling in the warmth and firmness of Ryder's skin. Jamie reflected for just a moment on his cock, stone hard beneath his jockey briefs, straining against the cotton fabric. He wanted his underwear and shorts away from his crotch, wanted his raging cock to be unrestrained and available for his lover to see and to touch. He had dreamed of being with another boy and having the boy show him the ways of a gay lover. And now he had Ryder and he knew that in a few short moments his dreams would come true. Ryder felt like he needed to move. His cock was as hard as it could ever get and being held down by his jeans and the position he was in it was beginning to be painful. One doesn't store 8¼ inches of hard cock very easily unless one's body was totally straightened out. He wanted to get his clothes off and allow the monster between his smooth thighs breath fresh air, to be free and unrestricted. Thankfully he hadn't worn any underwear so that helped some but still he needed to move on. Ryder's hand began its journey south, passing again over Jamie's belly button and finally touching the waistband of his tennis shorts. He rubbed on Jamie's belly, moving his hand from side to side, his fingertips following the fabric Jamie's shorts and even pushing in underneath it and hitting the elastic of the boy's underwear. He moved his head, sought out Jamie's lips once again and the two boys re-engaged in mouth wide open kissing. Ryder felt Jamie's hips rise slightly and push against his hand. He knew that the boy was ready to go to the next level and managed to get his fingers underneath the waistband of the shorts but stay on top of the underwear. Ryder was a good lover. He knew how to draw foreplay out and in fact loved doing it and having it done to him as well. He loved the feelings of anxiety, of anticipation and he wanted to take Jamie there. And he was. As Ryder's fingers slipped into his tennis shorts Jamie felt the rush of anticipation, was dying for the older teen to take hold of his raging boner and do something with it, anything, as long as he was touching it and holding it. Ryder's hand moved outward toward Jamie's hip then down onto the muscle of Jamie's thigh. As his hand drew back upward he allowed his fingers to move inward and at the last second they trailed slightly across Jamie's rigid cock. Ryder's hand repeated that journey but went further down and when it came up it was on the inside of Jamie's thigh. Ryder's thumb was leading so when it touched the edge of the elastic leg band he raised his hand up and his fingertips trailed lightly across the bulge of Jamie's balls. Jamie's legs pressed together and then relaxed and he broke the kiss, again turning his head in order to drag in large amounts of much needed oxygen. Ryder took the opportunity to sit up. He looked down onto Jamie's smooth face, once again struck with just how beautiful the young boy was. Jamie's gray eyes were only about half way open due to the feelings of lust that were ripping through his virginal body. He pushed the boys' t-shirt up, exposing his belly and took a moment to admire how delectable it was. He leaned down and kissed the nubbin of belly button, then proceeded to place little kisses downward until he was stopped by Jamie's shorts. He sat back up. "I guess I'm going to have to remove those if I want to go any further," Ryder said softly. Jamie only nodded his head in agreement. Ryder worked his fingers between the shorts and briefs at Jamie's hips and as he started to pull them down Jamie lifted his narrow little butt up off the bed until Ryder got the shorts past it then relaxed back down. Ryder's eyes were all but riveted to Jamie's front watching as inch after inch of his underwear came into view and it was only a moment before that was the only thing between the older teen and the younger teen's flesh. Ryder continued to pull the shorts down and finally got them all the way off, tossing them to the floor. His eyes then focused on that which he'd uncovered. The underwear that Jamie wore were the usual tightie whities and judging from how they seemed to fit, he hadn't had them on long. Jamie's cock bulged beneath the fabric, his hard cock standing centered with the head almost touching the waistband. A small damp spot marked where the boy had leaked and just beneath that the underside of the head of his was clearly outlined. At the other end his balls filled out the pouch and it was all that Ryder could do not to rip that garment off of the boy and devour his boyhood charms. "Let's get this off too," Ryder said as he reached down and began raising the end of Jamie's shirt. The boy helped by grasping onto it, tugging it up then rising his upper body up enough to get it over his head and off. He then lay back on the bed. Ryder allowed his eyes to roam up and down the prime specimen of boyhood that lay before him. Jamie's body was as beautiful as the rest of him. His skin was slightly tanned although there were definite leg and arm lines from t-shirts and shorts. A narrow crease ran from his chest to his belly button. Just below there the outline of his abdominal muscles took over curving first outward and then angling inward, headed south. Ryder leaned over and kissed the taut belly again and started moving downward. This time when he got to the waistband lifted his head slightly then brought it down and with his lips, grasped onto Jamie's cock. He moved up and wrapped his lips around the cloth covered head and breathed out, bathing the swollen flesh in his hot breath. Jamie moaned. "Fuuuck," Jamie thought to himself. The young teen was amazed at what Ryder was doing to him. He'd had some pretty hot jack off sessions in his young sperming life. He'd gotten himself so het up that it didn't seem like he was in his right mind. But what was happening to him then was almost overwhelming. Ryder was taking him places he'd only dreamed of and even his dreams weren't like this. Jamie's cock was so hard he thought he'd pop a blood vessel in it or something. He felt Ryder's hand on his knee. He felt the warmth of Ryder as the hand slipped up onto his inner thigh, gently kneading his flesh while Ryder's mouth left his cock head and moved downward, nuzzling the shaft as he went. Jamie wanted Ryder to touch him down there, to touch his cock or his balls, but he wanted Ryder to touch his skin, not touch him through his underwear. Ryder could feel Jamie hold his breath as Ryder's hand as well as his mouth moved slowly toward the boy's balls. Ryder pretty much knew what the boy was thinking and what he was feeling because he'd had the same thing done to him by Garret, his first boyfriend. At the time, it had felt to Ryder like every nerve ending in his 13 year old body had been lit up and he thought he was going to cum without him or Garret ever touching his raging hard cock. Ryder moved his head over the pouch that was Jamie's balls. He opened his mouth as wide as he could then pressed it against the boys' sperm makers and exhaled again, forcing his hot breath over the eggs. Once again Jamie moaned. Ryder inhaled through his nose and exhaled again, moving his lips against the bulge while a finger on his other hand rubbed ever so gently, tickling Jamie's balls through his underwear. It was time; Ryder sat back up and looked down at Jamie and once again was amazed at how beautiful the boy was but not realizing that Jamie thought the same thing of Ryder. He felt his dick throb and knew that he was going to need to get out of those jeans really soon. Jamie watched Ryder stand up then pull his shirt off and toss it onto the floor before unsnapping his jeans. "I want to see his cock so bad," Jamie thought as Ryder unzipped his jeans. "My God he isn't wearing underwear," the young teen thought. He could see Ryder's hair, black as night behind the flaps of his jeans. But Ryder denied him, sat with one knee on the bed, the other on the floor of the dais then leaned forward. He brushed Jamie's hair from his face then leaned all the way down and pressed his lips against Jamie's and kissed him hard. Jamie's arms went around Ryder's neck and held him tightly as he pressed his lips against Ryder's just as hard as Ryder was. Ryder finally backed away and sat up. He adjusted his body then turned and looked at Jamie's crotch again. Ryder wanted to fondle him but he didn't want the boy to cum and he knew fucking A well that Jamie was right on the cusp of squirting. He reached down, just as he had with Jamie's shorts and hooked his finger tips under the waistband at Jamie's hips. He lifted, pulling the underwear up then began to slip them down. "Oh God finally," Jamie thought to himself as he lifted his butt up off the bed for the second time. Ryder slipped the seat of the garment down under Jamie's butt, keeping his front covered, saving the best till last, savoring the exquisite feelings of uncovering Jamie's boy stuff for the first time, seeing his boy lover naked for the very first time. Ryder began to slip the front down, saw the tip of Jamie's pale cock head. At that point he got the underwear down fairly quickly, tugging them with his left hand until they were off. Then, unoccupied, he stared at Jamie's naked groin, and all that made him a boy. Ryder was not disappointed in the least. Like everything else about Jamie, his organs were beautiful and they were perfect. Jamie let his legs splay open so that his balls were allowed to hang to their fullest. They were a nice size and of course there wasn't a hair on them anywhere. They fell away from the base of Jamie's cock and hung, one lower than the other, the most perfect set of nuts Ryder had ever seen. Jamie's cock looked to be about 51/2 to 6 inches long and quivered in the air above his pubic bone. He was pale down there, his cock and his balls lined with tiny blue veins. The circumcised head, along with about a half inch or so of the shaft, was an angry red, a solid testimony to how hard and hot the boy was. Right at the base of his cock and sneaking out around the shaft was a small nest of pubic moss, the hair darker than the hair on his head but definitely not black. Ryder admired how the creases of Jamie's hips were so defined, creating a perfect V that culminated in his groin. Ryder reached up and cupped Jamie's balls, taking the entire sac into his hand. Jamie moaned loudly this time. The sac was so soft, like doe skin, and Ryder fondled everything for a second, loving the warmth and the feel of it. He let them fall back, but gently, then reached up and took hold of Jamie's cock, squeezing it a little bit then stroking it. Jamie's hands rested on the bed beside him but his fingers were busy clutching and relaxing at the bed covering. The feeling of having his sensitive balls held for the first time almost overwhelmed Jamie. Ryder's hand was warm and that warmth seemed to radiate outward for a second until his body adjusted to it. Jamie felt that he could lay there and let Ryder fondle his bag for hours but of course that wasn't to be. Instead, the older boy took Jamie's cock in his fingers and thumb, squeezed it a little bit then stroked it a couple of times. Jamie was in heaven, lying there with his eyes closed. And then Ryder's hand left him and, coupled with movement, caused Jamie to open his eyes. Ryder was standing up and as Jamie watched, he pushed his jeans down over his hips and freed up his cock. Jamie watched, mesmerized by the sight of Ryder's cock as it moved around in response to the boy bending down to pull off first one pant leg then the other and finally standing next to the bed facing Jamie after kicking the jeans off the dais. Ryder's cock stood proud and strong in front of his incredibly well defined body. "He's huge," Jamie thought to himself as he stared at 8¼ inches of rigid teen age cock, the head of which was still about half way covered by its foreskin. Ryder's large balls were in full hang beneath the big cock and Jamie wondered if they made a lot of sperm, assuming that they did. Ryder's pubic hair was a thick tangle of pitch black hair at the base of pubic bone but it stayed on the bone itself and didn't encroach into the creases where the bone met leg. The nest of hair was about 2 inches high and there was no trail leading up to Ryder's belly button, a nubbin of flesh very much like Jamie's own, with a little moat of recessed skin encircling it. Ryder's balls didn't seem to have any hair on them either, not even at the top where the sac fell away from the base of that magnificently hard cock. All of this took place in an instant, a flash picture if you will, before Ryder sat back down on the edge of the bed. He leaned over, placing an elbow between Jamie's smooth legs then took hold of his cock. Jamie watched as Ryder's head lowered, his mouth opened and then closed down on his cock. Jamie's body went rigid for half a second as once again, warmth flooded through his cock, through his balls, and up onto his pubic bone and then dissipated. The feeling was at least twice as strong as when Ryder had first grasped onto it and it caused the hot young teen to gasp loudly. Jamie's eyes closed and his head pressed into his pillow as his body relaxed and he savored the feelings of having his cock sucked for the first time. Ryder's lips gripped the hard flesh and he moved his head up and down, savoring Jamie's cock for the first time. The palm of his hand rested against Jamie's balls, his thumb and forefinger gently stroked as he suckled and his tongue took every opportunity to swirl about the sensitive swollen head. Jamie opened his eyes and looked at the side of Ryder's face then moved his gaze slightly to the left to see Ryder's cock sticking up from between his dusky thighs like a sentinel. Ryder's legs were almost resting against each other so his balls were sort of squished, one of them kind of sticking up like a tumor, the other caught somewhere below that. From where he lay Jamie could see the precum that oozed out of Ryder's slit and down over the edge of his foreskin. Jamie wondered about that, about foreskins. He'd never seen one before and found it fascinating, wanted to explore it more. He reached out and touched Ryder's cock, wrapped his fingers around it just like Ryder was doing to him. It was so hard, the shaft, yet the skin soft. He moved his fingers up and down a little bit, pulling the foreskin down and away, revealing a large swollen cock head. "What an amazing thing," the boy thought to himself then wished, like a million boys before him, that he still had his. When Jamie touched Ryder's cock the boy automatically spread his legs which allowed the trapped testicle to drop down along side its brother and Jamie once again noticed how large they were. He moved his hand down and cupped the sac of eggs just as Ryder had done to him and Ryder responded by moving his outer leg even further. Ryder loved the feel of Jamie's cock in his mouth. He loved the feel of the spongy head against his tongue, loved the feel of the rigid shaft between his fingers. It reminded him of Garrett's cock the first time that he'd sucked it. Ryder's first real boyfriend hadn't been that much larger than Jamie was now, just under 7 inches. Another thing that reminded him of Garret was the fragrance that was wafting up to his nose, that musky smell of boy, an odor that Ryder loved. Ryder reflected for a moment on Jamie's hand as it explored him, felt on his cock and cupped his heavy balls. He knew that the young boy was curious about his foreskin, something totally alien to Jamie. Oh sure, he may have seen one during one of his PE classes or other such things but he knew the boy had never seen one up close or played with one. He knew from his past experience that most boys had limited if any experience with a cock in its natural state and found the entire thing totally fascinating. Jamie's concentrating on Ryder's stuff had helped him not focus on his own cock and the fact that it was busy getting the life sucked out it. Well, not quite, but almost and he felt the very beginnings of cumming and knew that if Ryder didn't stop really quick Jamie was going to cum and as much as he wanted to let his sperm loose he didn't want to cum too soon. He wanted to play with Ryder's stuff, even suck on his cock although he knew darn well that there was no way he was going to get much of that monster in his mouth, but still, he wanted to try. Jamie was used to that full relaxed feeling that came over him after he squirted. He was also used to the idea that after cumming, he wasn't feel all hot and sexy any more and often after he spermed he wanted to just get away from it, to cover himself up and do something else. The boy didn't realize that probably wouldn't be the case that time, that he could cum and still be ready willing and able to keep on going. That had never been his experience so how would could he have known. That being said, he was afraid that he'd cum then not really interested in Ryder's body to the degree that he was right then and he didn't want that to happen. "You have to stop Ryder or I'm going to cum," Jamie said, not noticing that his voice was deeper than usual. Ryder let go and sat up, his right hand moving to his crotch and tugging gently on his balls. Jamie turned on the bed and moved his upper body in the direction of Ryder's crotch, tossing his head so his hair went back over his shoulder. When he took old of the older teen's cock, Ryder relaxed his upper body and lay back, resting on his elbows and forearms, just watching his young lover. "Damn you got a big cock," Jamie said as he stroked the thing, his fingers reaching around it and barely touching the palm of his hand. Ryder smiled at that statement, one that he'd heard on numerous occasions. Garrett had almost been stunned when he first saw it, the thing already at 7 plus inches, a focal point on a short and narrow boy. The way Jamie was lying Ryder could reach out and take hold of the boy's cock again and was actually considering it when Jamie moved, pulling his legs up then swung around so that he lying parallel to Ryder's lower body. Propped on one elbow he reached out again and took hold of Ryder's cock, holding it upright and stroking it. He was closer now and watched with interested how Ryder's foreskin moved back and forth over the red-tinged swollen flesh. The edges of the skin were shiny from catching the leaking precum and dragging it away. Ryder watched all of that with idle curiosity but when the beautiful teen leaned forward with his mouth open Ryder held his breath. He almost fainted when those full, sensuous, sexy lips closed down and encircled him. Having a boy as beautiful as Jamie attached to his cock was almost overwhelming so he relaxed, closed his eyes and savored the feelings, knowing that this was the first cock that had ever been in Jamie's mouth. "Christ it fills my mouth," Jamie thought as his lips pressed against the thick shaft of Ryder's cock just below the swollen head. He began moving his lips around while his tongue explored the spongy head and his hand stroked. He moved his hand up, forcing Ryder's foreskin up over the head then he explored that with his tongue, somewhat amazed at the feel of the skin. When he retracted it his mouth followed but the young teen couldn't get all that much of it in his mouth. He kept trying though, not wanting to disappoint Ryder, not knowing that there wasn't anything he could do that would disappoint Ryder. With his eyes closed, it could be anyone sucking his cock but Ryder knew it wasn't just anybody and the mental image of Jamie honoring his boy meat cause a ripple of pleasure to surge though his body. He couldn't help but reach a hand out and touch the boys' hair and rub the back of his head. He wondered what it would be like to cum in Jamie's mouth, to fill the boy with his warm sperm. He wouldn't do it of course, at least not then but sometime he would. The thought of Jamie's mouth being so full of his sperm that it leaked out and ran down his cheek helped get the older teen closer to orgasm. Needless to say Jamie's mouth became sore fairly quickly, not a huge surprise to the owner of the cock he was sucking. "Gosh my mouth gets sore pretty quick," the boy said, taking his mouth away but continued to jack Ryder off, his eyes focusing on watching Ryder's foreskin move back and forth over the sensitive head. He moved his vision down to watch Ryder's balls for a moment. The sac was too heavy to really jump around like his nuts did when he was up in a fog of hotness, his hand a blur as jacked off. Still the large eggs moved inside the their soft fleshy contained and once again Jamie wondered how much sperm Ryder would make. He focused on the head again, saw the precum leaking out as he stroked and leaned forward to lick gooey stuff off, to clean Ryder's cock head for him. Jamie squeezed his legs together, a move that he had long ago learned help create a short rush of feelings in his dick. He also knew that if he continued to do it he could help bring on his cumming and all of a sudden he really wanted to cum. Jamie let go of Ryder's cock and slid up along side of him, placed a hand on Ryder's chest and leaned over to kiss him. Ryder responded with a great deal of enthusiasm and wrapped his arms around the boy and rolled to his side, their lips still planted together. He pushed a knee up between Jamie's legs, gently so as not to hurt the beautiful young thing, then pressed against his balls. His hand ran up and down on Jamie's back for just a moment before going down to rub and knead on the boy's butt. Jamie had a dynamite ass and rubbing and fondling it was a huge turn on. Jamie was doing the same thing, his hand on Ryder's ass thinking exactly what Ryder was thinking about Ryder's butt. "I really want to cum bad," Jamie said after breaking the kiss. Ryder pushed the boy onto his back, took hold of his raging hard cock and began to jack him off. Jamie's hand moved sideways and found Ryder's monstrous cock and lifted it off the bed so he could feel and stroke it, the fact that it was lying sideways in his hand in no way a deterrent to his effort. Ryder moved his head in close and kissed Jamie's cheek, blew warm breath into the boy's ear causing Jamie to shudder. Jamie felt his belly begin to tingle, felt sharp spurts of intense feelings shoot up through his cock. He reached down with his left hand and felt his balls as they moved around in response to Ryder's jerking his cock. He cupped his nuts, tugged on the smooth sac, heard himself moan. Jamie was still somewhat knew to the sperming world so wasn't always aware of when he was going to cum. Ryder backed his head away so that he could watch Jamie's face, see the expressions change as the feelings ebbed and flowed through his body, watch when a feeling was so intense that it caused the young boy to suck air in through clenched teeth. He watched Jamie reach down and fondle his balls for a moment before tugging on the smooth sac of eggs. Ryder knew that the boy wasn't that far from cumming and almost before that thought exited his brain he felt the stiff appendage between his fingers get a little bit stiffer. Jamie raise his head and opened his eyes just in time. There was an expression of wonderment on his smooth young face as his cock shot out a glob of sperm that landed just above his belly button. He moaned loudly as the intense feelings in his cock overpowered his 13 year old body and shoved his head back against one of his pillows. Ryder coaxed another squirt that split into two separate little globs that landed right inside Jamie's belly button and just outside of it. From there two more globs burped up out of his cock and ran down over Ryder's fingers then dripped off onto the smooth skin of his pubic bone. Ryder leaned down and closed his mouth over the seeping head and let his tongue lap up the residue, savoring the flavor of young boy sperm. Jamie's body jerked and his eyes flew open and he stared at the side of Ryder's head then giggled loudly and worked to get away from him because his cock had gotten way too sensitive for that kind of attention. The older teen moved back, looked at Jamie and smiled, then licked the 13 year olds boy honey off his fingers making a lip smacking sound when he was finished. Jamie had tried on other occasions to keep stroking his cock, more specifically his cock head, after cumming but it was way too sensitive and he always stopped. When Ryder was sucking up his left over sperm then licking the head the feelings had been incredibly sensitive but in a way the boy liked it. He wondered if that was something he could practice, rubbing on his cock head after squirted. "That was way cool Ryder, thanks a lot. Are you gonna cum now? Do you want me to jack you off?" Ryder seemed to consider that for a moment. "Well it might take a while. How about if maybe you suck on my cock and I'll jack myself off." "Okay but remember my mouth gets sore pretty fast. Are you gonna cum in my mouth?" Ryder shook his head. "Not unless you want to try that. I would tell you before I came though so you could move your head." Jamie said that was okay so Ryder lay back and Jamie moved so that he could satisfy his part of the bargain. He got on his hands and knees perpendicular to Ryder. With Ryder grasping his thick hard cock about mid way, Jamie leaned down, opened his mouth then closed it over Ryder's cock head. The younger boy began to move his head up and down while Ryder stroked his cock. Jamie's hair had fallen forward and basically covered the side if his face and if it weren't for the fact that Ryder could see the end of his hard cock he could have easily envisioned that it was a girl that was sucking his dick. Not that he wanted that you understand, it was just how it struck him. Still he admired Jamie's form, his sleek body, the way his butt rounded outward and downward from his back, the boys' pale skin and of course the end of the cock that was poking out from behind Jamie's leg. "Jamie, turn your body around will you," Ryder asked. He reached out with his left hand and put it on Jamie's leg and tugged just enough so that the boy knew what he wanted. Jamie acquiesced and a second later Ryder was looking at a sight that took his breath away. Jamie had a dynamite ass no matter how you saw it; clothed or unclothed but this, about 18 inches from his face, was incredible. The twin globes of young teenager's butt were there in all their glory, the dusky crack that separated them, narrow and shallow at the top then deepening where his asshole was, the flesh in that part of the cheeks darker than the rest. The crevice continue to widen then gave way to the sac and the most delectable of the entire vision. Jamie's balls, hanging right there, were waiting to be licked, sucked or felt up. Ryder could see where the actual skin of the sac started, just about 2 inches below where Jamie's asshole was hidden. The slight ridge of his perineum that started out from the wrinkled muscle of his hole and ran downward before becoming a long fold of skin that helped separate the two orbs. And then there were the balls themselves, oval in shape and angling downward from back to front, one lower than the other. Just beyond that he could see part of Jamie's hard cock where it arced outward forming the overall curved shape of an erect cock and because the boy was still stone hard, the head wasn't visible because it was angled upward toward his belly. There wasn't a hair in sight, everything that Ryder saw was smooth pale flesh although in all honesty the flesh was slightly darker in the very center around the seam of perineum. Ryder felt a surge of pleasure and heat flash through his body as he gazed at Jamie from an angle that, most likely, no one had ever seen. The unknown Jamie as it were. Ryder wanted to bury his face in there and lick suck and slurp his way to oblivion, the taste the essence of Jamie's hole, to show the young boy the pleasure to be had from the single spot on the human body that people considered the most dirty, the most poisoned, the most despicable. How wrong they were, the straight community that is. Just about any gay guy in the world knew that are to be a playground and not just a waste disposal site. Ryder reached out and ran his hand over the cheeks before turning his hand over and coming up underneath Jamie's balls and cupping them. Jamie moaned and actually lowered his ass a little bit which opened his cheeks a little more and gave Ryder a even better view of his puckered hole. "I'm gonna cum Jamie, I'm gonna cum," Ryder panted out. The orgasm came on quicker than Ryder had expected and he guessed it was because he was staring at, and now playing with, the 8th wonder of the world. Jamie moved to his knees along side of Ryder, his eyes glued on Ryder's hand as it rapidly moved up and down on that magnificent cock. Jamie's cock was standing up between his legs like a little periscope so Ryder reached over and wrapped his fingers around the top part. Jamie shot him a quick look, a smile, and turned a little more toward Ryder in order to give the boy better access. He turned his head back in time to see the eruption and what an eruption it was. The first volley was a streak of cum that landed with one end at the depression in Ryder's neck and other almost between his now hardened nipples. "Ooohhhh fuck," Ryder moaned as it cleared his body and was followed by another one that landed parallel to the first one creating a long white equal sign on his chest. Volleys 3,4 and 5 spit out and landed across one pectoral muscle, between and just below the same one, and the last just above his belly button and crossing the seam between his abdominal muscles. Ryder continued to jack off and cum continued to flow out and drop onto his belly forming a puddle that looked a lot like white cake icing. Jamie watched, mesmerized, at the flood of sperm wondering if he would ever make that much of the stuff. Ryder finally let go of his dick, used that hand to tug on his balls a couple of times then let it flop to the mattress beside him. He looked Jamie and smiled. "Man that's a shit load of jizz," he said. "Do you always make that much, do you always shoot that far?" Ryder nodded his head. It wasn't like he'd heard that question for the first time. Jamie got off the bed and went into his bathroom, returning a moment later with a damp washcloth and proceeded to clean the cooling goo from Ryder's torso. It took a couple of trips but finally the job was finished and the boy climbed back on the bed an lay beside Ryder. The boys simply looked at each other's face then Jamie leaned in and kissed Ryder, a soft and gentle thank you very much kiss. When he broke the kiss he snuggled in closer, tossing a leg up over Ryder's thigh which once again put the older teens knee against his tender young balls. For his part Ryder enveloped the boy in his arms, reveling in the feeling of snuggling with a smaller person than he was. Once again, his hand roamed over Jamie's back and down onto his butt but this time the hand continued down along the back of Jamie's thigh before heading back north. He stopped at Jamie's crack and reached inside to feel on his balls which caused the boy to squirm a little as the underside of his young sperm makers seemed to be a lot more sensitive. Ryder felt the boy up, fondled and gently tugged them and getting a low moan from their owner. "You're still hard as a rock," Ryder observed as his thumb and finger felt along the stiffened shaft. "I know," Jamie responded in a voice still husky from lust. He reached down between their bodies and took hold of Ryder's cock. "So are you. What should we do about that?"