Date: Thu, 25 Mar 1999 00:32:07 -0800 (PST)
From: Gawell1@hotmail.com
Subject: Michael Mon Amour

As far it's my first story, I'd like you to be lenient moreover that I'm
only a French student and my English is not the best as it can be
found. This is a true story and it hasn't been embellished. Please
don't be ashamed to post me your reactions, if they are bad, I promise
I won't write more. So enjoy! I hope so!!

Michael, mon Amour.

Part I

	The first time I met Michael I was 15 years old and I already
knew young boys attracted me. It wasn't sexual at this time but I loved
to share time with children. Michael was my brother in law's nephew
and this day we spent all the time together playing children's games;
he was 11 years old.
	My brother in law's sister had some problems with
government, so she decided to leave her town without leaving any
address. This night we went to her former house to pick up all we can
and I was asked to take some Michael's toys in his room. His room
was like any 11 years old children's bedroom but I liked this. I was
discovering his universe. I took some toys and after I saw one of his
briefs that his mother had forgotten. It was a dirty one and it smelt this
fantastic odor of little boys, so I decided to take it, not to forget him. I
knew I wouldn't see him soon because his mother had to go very far
from here.
So during four years I didn't see him because his new home was
more than 800 kilometers away from mine. But his little grim was
always in my mind and I often jerked off staring at this little brief, the
only trace I had of him.

Part II

	When I was 19 years old my brother in law invited me during
holidays in his parents' house. It was in the south of France, and I
didn't know this part of France. So I accepted but not only to discover
this country. I knew that Michael's parents had their house only 80
kilometers from here. When I arrived, my brother in law asked me if I
wanted to go with him and my sister to Michael's house because he
hadn't seen his sister for one year.
	It was incredible, all of what I wanted was realized; the most
incredible thing was that we have to sleep other there some
nights. On the road, I was so impatient to see him and to see if he
was as cute as he was four years before.
	Finally we arrived and it was the shock of my life: he was the
cutest boy I ever saw; he looked like a 13 years old boy although he
was 15, blond-haired, blue eyes and SO CUTE, his skin was smooth
and sun-tanned WAOOH
	I hoped I could sleep in his bedroom with him but their house
was too small and he was going to sleep alone in the garden in a
canvas. So this night I slept with my sister and her husband in a little
room under the roof. It was so hot that I decided not to sleep here
again. So I said to my sister that it wasn't comfortable for me to sleep
in this hot little room and I was naturally asked if I didn't care to sleep
with Michael. WHAT?? It couldn't be true. He and me would share
for a night three square meters. It was wonderful. After a day of games,
and rides the evening came soon and we went to bed; but
unfortunately he was exhausted so we said good night and slept.
	The next morning I waked up first and my little baby was sleeping
near me. He only wore a brief and his right hand was inside it. It was so
cute that I immediately had a hard on. He awaked soon and I started to
wrestle with him, he giggled and of course I caught his brief and pull it
down. His dick was very beautiful and well shaped for his age. It seemed to
be almost four inches but I didn't see it a very long time because he was very
shy. I threw his brief out of the canvas and he was forced to go out to
pick it up without being seen by his parents -- so funny.
	We became the best friends of the world and we were always together,
wrestling as often as we could and I had a hard on almost anytime. But I
was very shy too and although I touched sometimes his crotch, he never made
to me the same thing.
	Soon arrived the day where we had to leave and it was so difficult to
let him so far away from me. But he said to me that it was difficult for
him too. So we tried to convince his mother to let him go with me, arguing
that his grandparents hadn't seen him for a long time; and it ran -- I was so
happy that we could be together for more than two weeks.

Part III

	After my victory in having Michael with me during two week we leave
his house and of course we were in the same car (as long as there were two
cars which were coming back to his grand parents' house). But during the
way back we made a stop by Michael's cousin house. He was 9 but not really
cute and a little ''kiddy'' for his age. He decided to come with us in the
house we were going to spent more time with us. The way back was made with
laughs of course and we were almost everytime grounded because we were
making too much noise.
	As we arrived it wasn't very late and as there were not enough place
for every body Michael and me had to sleep again in a canvas (ever heard
about it?). It was unbelievable! Even here we ''had to sleep together'' far
away from the grown up and out of the house. It really was an invitation to
have sex with this boy. But at 19 I was not very used to have sex with
anybody; but I tried to begin something like sexual by stripping naked to
sleep. But he seemed to have little interest in my naked body. So I started
to talk about sex with him and it was difficult as far as my last
experience happened five years later. But I asked him if he had tried pussies
and of course he answered ''no'' (I don't know why I say ''of course'',
certainly because I wanted him to be gay). And I said that with his cute
little face he must made some girls mad. I don't know if he lied but he
answered ''sure, and not only one''. That made me feel very sad and I said
to him good night and see you tomorow.
	This night was hard for me because I tought at this almost naked boy
near to me thinking that a girl would be cool to mess around with. The only
thing that kept me from crying was that he had never tried a pussy.
The next days were full of laughs and giggles, but each evening I tried to
convince him that sex between boys did exist but he was too shy. I hadn't
tell him I was gay but he asked me if I was virgin (not exactly in fact
because he asked me if I had ever tried a pussy). I answered ''no'' of
course and he thought I was virgin. But I couldn't tell him that I had only
tried guys' butthole and that the only thing I wanted was his one... just
around my dick.


Part IV

	Day after day, the evenings where the same: I used to go out of the
canvas to jerk off, but I was saying what I was going to do but he was too
shy to come with me and he was afraid of being caught by his grand-parents.
	One evening I asked him if he had a big dick. His answer was
predictable cause he said to me that he hasn't seen another dick that his
and mine. I asked him if he would like to compare with mine but in erection
of course. After a short moment he said he was OK with it but he had to
start to jerk of for him to be hard. Of course me, I was already hard. But
it was at this moment that our lamp chose to break down: the batteries were
empty. So how compare our dicks without touching each other? I made the
first step and grabbed his cock. It was incredible: it was so smooth and so
hard and so long for his age. I think it was almost 6 inches. I started to
stroke it slowly and soon I felt his hand on mine: what an incredible
feeling. He was so tender. I couldn't wait anymore: I approached my mouth
to his dick. As it was very dark inside he didn't know what I was doing and
when I took his dick in my mouth he shivered and tried to take his cock out
but soon he grabbed my head and introduced himself deeper in my waiting
throat. He used me as a hole for about one minute and suddenly I felt him
tensed and he ejaculated, spurt after spurt deep down my throat. I let his
penis slide out of my mouth, I swallowed his boycum and asked him how it
was. His answer was ''terrific!!!''. It was all for this evening but I knew
there will be a lot of other nights.'


I hope you enjoyed this story and lemme know your reactions; they will
decide me if I'm going to write the part V...
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