Date: Sun, 24 Dec 2006 22:14:30 +1000 From: connor shen Subject: Liam & Me - Wrestling with Liam, Part 1 The story 'Liam and Me - Wrestling with Liam" is completely fiction, all characters, events and positions in this story are made up. The story is about the sexual attraction between two boys aged 13 and 17, please be warned if this is not your thing. Liam & Me - Wrestling with Liam, Part 1 I don't know how it happened, but we were wrestling, although there wasn't much competition, I could easily pin him or lift him into the air. Liam is thirteen, his not a big kid, he is about five foot tall and weighs about 40 kilograms (90lbs), like I said he is a small kid. But still he is beautiful. His light brown hair perfectly expressing his amazing facial features. On top of that he has this cool kid posture to him, the way he sits, the way he walks, the way he moves, it keeps my heart pounding fast. Me, I'm seventeen years old, 5 foot 11, and I weigh about 60 kilograms (130lbs). Like Liam I am very skinny for my age and height. Liam lives next door to me, so spending time with each other is a very common thing, I'm pretty sure I'm a bit of a role model to him. His parents have just gone out for the night with my own, so I was handed the task of looking after him for a good ten hours, at least. We were standing facing each other, I've just teased him enough that he is getting ready to fight me, this is not an unusual thing for us, it's becoming a regular event; playing pool than wrestling on the floor next to the table. Liam was swinging his arms, trying to make contact with any part of my body he could. As he swang one of his arms, I grabbed it and stepped in closer to him, bending down and reaching my left arm between his legs and bringing it high up his thighs, pulling the crutch of his pants hard up against his taint, before heaving him up over my shoulders, my bicep pressed firmly against his gooch and my hand laying flat on his back. He was laughing hysterically, as I held him hard over my shoulders, not loosening my grip even a tiny bit. "Ah, Let me go," he said laughing. "No" "You know, I could elbow you hard in the spine right now" Liam stated, as his free arm attempted to loosen my grip. "Yea, but I could crush your nuts," I responded, teasingly. His dick was pressed against the top of my shoulder, his leg against my stomach and his other against my back, my arm between them. He started furiously thrusting his entire body in fear that I would actually follow through and start crushing his little boy dick, Liam screaming softly as I leaned down and put his feet back on the ground, pulling my arm back from between his skinny thighs. Still laughing as he stood up straight and looked me in the eye. "Lye down," he said, the look of it's not fair on his face. Eventually I did it. So I'm lying on the floor of my pool room, my back pressed against the carpet and my knees bent high in the air, my heels sitting not too far from my ass. Liam, standing at my feet, leaning over me, a hand on each of my knees as his right knee attempts to squeeze between them, my hands trying to hold his knee as it slowly slides between my own, getting closer and closer to my hardening penis, spreading my legs as it proceeds further and further between them. He took his right hand off my knee and smacked me in the leg. "Move!" he said, a smile on his failed attempt of a serious face. Still I kept my hands there as his hand went back to rest on my knee, more and more of his weight being forced between my legs as he lunged his knee downwards. Again he went to hit me, this time I moved my hands in an attempt to stop him. As I grabbed his wrist his knee went straight down between my thighs, crushing my cock, squashing my subtle package, my hands fighting with his as he bounced his knee gently up and down on my penis, me struggling to get his knee off. All I could do was laugh, all my strength had left me, I was unable to remove him. "Put your hands above your head," he said, still softly bouncing, as I silently enjoyed the feeling of his knee against my cock. I didn't move, after a second or two he started putting more pressure on his knee, crushing my balls even more. Nervously I co-operated. I let go of his wrists and laid my arms against the carpet either side of my head. With his free leg he pinned my right arm, cutting off the blood to my hand as I struggled to get back up. He soon had both my arms pinned by each of his knees, his hands free to do whatever he wanted. With both my elbows being crushed, he started slapping both of my cheeks. "I'm gonna get you back for this," I said still laughing slightly, "you're so dead" "As if, I could do anything to you right now" At these words he reached behind himself and pressed his fist into my nuts, digging his knuckles into my bonor, as I struggled to get free. "Stop" I said in hysterics, "I mean it stop" He kept going pressing his hand into my balls, it felt amazing, this thirteen year olds hand pressing against my dick as he pinned my arms with his legs, his crutch right in my face, I thrust my head forward in an attempt to head-but him, but couldn't reach. "You'd like that wouldn't you," he said jokingly, as he went back to rubbing his knuckles up and down my shaft. "I mean it, I'm going to rip your nuts off, consider them gone," I said, still laughing as he pressed harder and harder against my dick I threw my arms furiously, my right slowly sliding out from under his knee, suddenly it was free. I reached up in front of my face and grasped his cock and balls, squeezing his soft nut sack, and then I felt it, it was as though all my dreams had come true, his dick was hard, I could feel his heart beat as I gently explored his cock, rubbing my fingers around it and silhouetting it through his pants, he jumped suddenly backwards, throwing himself out of my reach, as I moved my hand down to comfort my own rock solid penis. He too was now comforting his cock. "I told you, consider them gone," I said, getting to my feet and chasing him around the table. After about four laps I finally caught him, his back pressed against my stomach, his hands covering his balls, stopping me from attacking them. I pulled him backwards and laid him on the ground, grabbing both of his arms and pulling them off his crutch, slowly moving them to the floor above his head. I had him pinned within minutes, his hands together above his head, and each of my knees on his elbows, I still had a free hand, but him, he couldn't move. "No don't, please don't, I'm sorry," he pleaded, laughing as he knew I was about grab and play with his young boy cock. Slowly I reached my hand behind my back and held it hovering over his groin, the outline of his obvious hard on making my pants tent even more than normal. Slowly I lowered my hand softly landing on top of his dick. "Ahhhhhhh," he screamed as my fingers followed the length of his shaft, squeezing gently at the same time, his legs kicking the air madly, "Let go, stop, stop," he said between quick breaths. His laughing slowly died away, as my hands kept exploring him, he wasn't struggling anymore, his eyes were tight shut and he had this little smile on his face. I followed his penis back to it's base and then reached out and closed my fingers around his testicles, he inhaled quickly, slightly worried, but than started to calm down again as I slowly massaged his entire package with my palm, he was enjoying it. Slowly I slid my hand up towards his stomach, lifting his shirt up at the same time, his tummy now uncovered and my hand flat on his smooth skin, I started sliding my hand back down, digging my fingers under the waistband of his pants an underwear, again he started struggling. "No, stop, please don't," he pleaded as my hand moved ever so slowly towards his subtle erection, "please don't touch my penis," part of him nervous the other half anxiously awaiting the touch of my hand. My fingers slid over a light patch of hair, before they finally ran into the head of his penis. I lifted my hand up inside his pants and pushed further down, before lowering my hand flat over his young penis and his loose little testis. He started struggling again as I explored him, skin on skin, rubbing the underside of his young shaft, the waistband of his pants and tight underwear holding my wrist against his stomach. I couldn't believe I was doing this, it was as if something else was driving me, I had my hand down the front of a thirteen year olds pants and I was playing with his dick, I had an amazing urge to jack him off. He was using all of his strength to try and get his arms free, but it was useless. After a couple more gentle squeezes I let go and pulled my hand out of his pants as I toppled off him, lying down next to the young boy. He seemed exhausted but at the same time he was laughing hard, calming down from the second that I removed my hand from the inside of his pants. He sat back up, exhausted, a big smile on his face as he reached out a hand, hovering over my crutch, staring at me with a mocking smile on his lips. "I dare you too," I said, eagerly hoping he would. "Yea?" "Yea, if you have the guts to do it, I'll, I'll" my mind went blank, "I'll jack you off," I stated, hoping against hope that he would drop his hand. "Alright," he said straight away, a big grin exploding onto his face as he lowered his concentration to his hand. I got into a spread eagle position, my arms straight out to the sides and my legs spread, Liam's cute little hand hovering over my crutch, as I waited eagerly in silence. I closed my eyes in anticipation, a minute later I felt something gently impact on my groin, Liam had his hand on my cock, his fingers playing with my balls and his palm on top of my solid penis, the tip of it tucked under my waistband. "You're huge," he said to me as he shifted his weight and brought his other hand in for some action. He started playing with my penis, squeezing my cock, silhouetting it through my thin pants, rolling my testicles around in his other hand, as he squeezed and explored for about three and a half minutes, groping everything he could find. Three and a half minutes of absolute bliss. Finally he let go and just sat back staring at me. I opened my eyes, doing everything I could possibly do, to not forget that feeling. "Well I did my bit," he said happier than I have ever seen him "your turn." I was kind of shocked, he actually wanted me to give him a hand job, I figured he just thought I was joking before. "Alright, stand up," I said, getting up at the same time, "you're sure about this, you want me to give you a hand job?" "Yes" "You want me to slide my fingers up and down your penis until you cum?" "Yes" "Ok then" There were many ways I have dreamed of giving a boy like him a hand job, and I knew exactly which one it was going to be. I walked up to him and span his back towards me, I lifted his arms so they were stretched out to the sides and than told him to spread his legs. He did everything I said, not wanting to piss me off, In the event that I would change my mind. I was standing behind him, about a twenty-centimetre gap between us. I reached my left arm around his chest, under his left armpit, and held him tight against me, still he stayed in a standing spread eagle position. With my right I reached between his legs and softly laid my hand on his cock, grabbing hold before pulling my arm as far back from between his legs as I could, so that my forearm was right up against his gooch, his pants getting tighter around his legs as my arm pulled the crutch of them as high as they would go. With my arm around his chest, my other arm between his legs and my hand cupped over his dick, I lifted him into the air, suddenly he relaxed, accepting the way I was holding him and grabbing hold of the arm around his chest as we walked out of the room. With my hand caressing his boy dick, pulling it this way and that, we headed towards the bathroom. I walked in, closing the door behind me, I don't know why, we were the only ones in the house, I guess it's just become a habit. I put his feet back on the ground and let go of his dick, pulling my arm back from between his legs, the crutch of his pants dropping back down at the same time. I span him around so that we were face to face. Reaching out, I lifted his shirt over his head, tossing it onto the floor. He was so beautiful his thin stomach and chest slowly developing, a little bit of muscle tone beginning to appear & no sign of a hair anywhere. I reached my hands down and started to undo his pants, digging my fingers into the waistband and pulling them down to his ankles, he stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. He was standing in front of me in just his tight little cotton bonds shorts, a large bulge in the front of them, I reached out and grabbed it, so soft & squishy, the material of his briefs were so thin, I could see the exact outline of his little erection, average size for a boy his age, Liam just standing still as I played with his cock, my fingers digging into his sac. Eventually I let go and slid my fingers under the waistband of his briefs slowly lowering them. Suddenly a small patch of light pubic hair was visible, I continued pulling them down further, my heart pounding faster than ever before in anticipation, in one quick pull I had them around his ankles. I just knelt there staring at his naked dick, so solid, and yet beautiful, his balls hanging low beneath his shaft. I reached out and took hold of it, Liam was giggling softly as I caressed his naked body, a look of amazement on his face as he clenched his eyes shut, mesmerised by the feeling of my fingers. "Are you ready?" I said softly "Yes," he whispered I span him around so his back was too me, he was standing directly in front of the sink, the large mirror attached to the wall above it. Again I got him to stand in the spread eagle position, reaching my left hand around his chest and reaching my right between his naked legs, his body completely hairless except for a bit around his pubic region. Again I lifted him off the ground my hand over his naked cock and my left on his chest. A foot off the ground I let go of his crutch and wrapped my fingers around his shaft, his balls resting on my wrist, all of his weight on my right arm between his legs, pressing firmly against his gooch, slowly I started sliding my fingers up and down his penis. He held onto my left arm, his entire body completely relaxed. Ever so slowly I started to speed up my strokes, getting longer and faster every time. "Oh shit," he moaned staring at the roof, his head leaning back on my shoulder, his hands clenching my forearm tightly. It was amazing, I could see everything I was doing in the mirror, watching my hand slide up and down his young cock, as I held him up by his taint. It felt awesome, tightly gripping his penis, sliding my hand along it, from the base to the head again and again, as he thrust his hips in motion with my quickening strokes. I stepped a little closer to the sink as his entire body started to tense up. Leaning him froward as his body started to shake all over, my hand jacking faster than ever, his legs started to kick in every direction, his hips thrusting harder than before, as I felt it streaming through the underside of his penis, Liam shooting three small shots of cum into the sink, his body shaking all over, his muscles contracting again and again, his tight little ass clenched tighter than I thought possible. Than his dick started to relax, slowly turning flaccid. Liam just let his entire body drop, the only thing holding him up being me. I let go of his shaft and cupped my hand over his balls and his flaccid little cock, gently squeezing as he started to regain his strength. "Did you like that," I said, my hand still caressing his penis, my fingers flailing his dick this way and that as he started to get a half bonor again. "That was amazing," he said exhausted "it felt so good, it's never felt like that before" I lowered him down, planting his feet back on the tile floor, and letting go of his cock, pulling both my arms back from around him, my fingers covered in the cum smudged on the tip of his dick. "You want a game of pool?" I said picking up his clothes and handing them back to him. I watched as he gracefully inserted his legs back into his briefs, pulling them up his thighs and covering his beautiful little penis, his pants following shortly after "Yea alright, how about a wager?" "What sort?" "The loser has to do whatever the other person says for the next hour," he said grinning broadly I agreed to the wager and we were soon shooting some pool. Shortly afterwards I was starting my hour of doing whatever he said. I hope you enjoyed the first part of this story. Please, If you have any feedback, positive or negative, or any comments whatsoever please e-mail me at: connor_898@hotmail.com Cheers.