Date: Sat, 28 Jul 2007 08:44:53 -0700 (PDT) From: tag michaels Subject: Nikolas & Alexei This story was inspired by a couple of things. A fan send me a short, 10 second video clip of the boy I have named Nikolas. I have described him to a T. The fan told me that the boy was his neighbor which I doubted because I'd seen the clip at least four years previously. Be that as it may, he asked if I could do a story based on his experience with the boy, a small part of which he shared with me. So I did. Is the story true? Well mine isn't but I can't speak for my fan. The point is to find some sort of enjoyment in it, as long as you're of an age and in a place that allows for such things. The story depicts sexual behavior of and between a teen and preteen boy. I must say that I did take artistic liberty with Nikolas' name, creating a spelling version not generally found in the cultural background of my boys. Hugs Tag_m He was twelve years old, thirteen in a couple of months. He was drop dead cute verging on beautiful, almost girlishly so but he wasn't feminine; he a regular boy. His name was Nikolas. He was my neighbor. And he became my lover. I was fourteen, fifteen in more than a couple of months so make it fourteen. I was cute and I knew it, the fact acknowledged by males and females of all ages on a regular basis with looks, smiles, sideways glances and overt flirting. It was kind of nice to get the attention but I was cool about it and didn't take advantage. In fact I didn't act like I knew it at all. My name is Alexei. Nikolas and I lived in a predominantly Russian or East European neighborhood in a major west coast city of the United States. Most of the homes in our neighborhood were older, 1930's style, two story, with a half basement for the furnace, large backyards and lots of huge old trees; boy climbing trees. Our neighborhood was always noisy without being loud; just busy I guess. The sounds of a half dozen languages could heard day and night on buses, in the markets, across streets, idle talk over the fence and of course adults of various generations directing, cajoling, or reprimanding the children that were in their care for that moment. Like many children and even adults of our ethnic background we were blond haired, Nikolas' short cut was almost white, blue eyed, fair skinned, and slender. Although there were dark haired and sometimes dark skinned, people in our neighborhood blond in varying shades was the color of the majority. I must say that collectively we were a handsome lot, probably way above the average in any other given community of the same size in most any city. I can't say that for sure you understand but I rarely saw an uncomely person amongst us and in fact felt my cock throb on a regular basis at the sight them, the boys that is. I knew at eight years old that I adored boys and that girls would never be a part of my life, at least sexually. Like many boys, I discovered interactive sex at the hands of an older boy, in this case a thirteen year old named Serghei. It happened in his parent's basement one Wednesday after school. I can't remember how it happened exactly but there we were and he'd pulled out a magazine full of colored pictures of naked people doing sexy stuff. He asked if I liked it, if it made my thingy hard and I admitted that it did. He asked if I could show it to him and I said yes and started to unbutton my pants. Serghei was rubbing at the front of his jeans as I undid things then pushed my clothes down to my knees and pulled my shirt up so he could see me. My little uncircumcised penis was at rigid attention, sticking straight up in the air, my foreskin completely covering my swollen little head and coming to a wrinkled point at the tip. Although my smooth, hairless balls sometimes hung down, that day they were sort up close to my body in a tight little wrinkled bag. "It's a nice one Alexei," he said softly then asked if I wanted to see his and of course I nodded my pretty little blond head. The young teen rubbed his pants again then followed the same routine that I had and pushed his clothes down to his knees as well. I'd seen naked boys in the community pool and other places before but I had never seen a boy with a hard cock before. Like mine, Serghei's cock was also uncircumcised, the pale almost five inch shaft standing proudly at attention against his flat belly, the tip of the head peeking through his foreskin. He had hair growing at the base of his cock, a small patch of medium brown fuzz that didn't look like it had been there very long. Below it, hanging loosely in a pale hairless bag, were his balls, the smooth sac laced with blue veins, just like his hard cock. "Have you ever seen another boy's hard cock before Alexei?" he asked me as he put his fingers on his and slowly stroked it, sliding the foreskin back and forth over the head. I shook my head from side to side. No, I'd never seen another boy's hard cock. "Do you like it Alexei, do you like looking at another boy's hard cock?" I nodded my head. Oh boy did I ever like it. "Do you want to see something cool?" he asked and when I nodded my head he extracted a promise not to tell a single soul about it. I nodded my head again and gave my promise not to tell. The boy held his thumb and two fingers up at the tip and began moving them up and down fairly quickly, rubbing against the tip of his dick inside the foreskin. After a moment he said to watch then pulled the skin down, exposing the shiny head of his cock. He moved his fingers up and down much more slowly than before then some white stuff came out, oozing down over his fingers. Serghei kept on stroking but moved his foreskin up over the rim of his cock head before going back down, the head of his cock giving up another glob of the white stuff. The tip of his foreskin and his cock head got all shiny looking from the liquid, the whitest piss I'd ever seen. And the thickest. He finally stopped, his belly panting from the exercise, after squeezing his foreskin over the head and making the white stuff keep oozing out then flinging the stuff from his fingers to the floor. After that he just wrapped his whole hand around the end and kept on squeezing it like one of those exercise balls. I asked what the white stuff was and got an answer, along with the answer to the question "could I do that, as in, could I make the white stuff come out of my cock". I was told that I could still jack off, that is, stroke on my hard cock like Serghei did but nothing would happen, nothing would come out. Needless to say I learned that nothing would come out for another four years or so but something would goddamned well happen if I stroked myself long enough. I would experience and learn all kinds of stuff from Serghei over the next couple of years but that's another story entirely. Nikolas and his mother moved in next door to live with her parents and the first time I saw the beautiful young thing I thought I was going to faint. He was shirtless on top and the bottom was covered by a pair of somewhat skimpy shorts. All of the exposed skin was tanned, the kind of soft golden color that only us blond boys can get. His chest was somewhat defined, small brown areolas around equally small nipples. The chest gave way to a flat, taut belly; the muscles of a six pack just barely beginning to take shape. The belly sloped gently into the waistband of shorts that perched a good six inches below his outtie belly button. His lower belly was so flat that it created a crease between the pubic bone and his hips, creating a sort of trail downward culminating in all those things that made him a boy; all of those things that I was dying to see, and more. I was sitting on my front porch in the shade when their older model pickup stopped in front of the house. The boy and his mother got out and the boy stretched, as though arriving after a long drive and when his mother came round the truck and met him, he followed her up the walk toward the house. He saw me sitting there so I waved to him and was rewarded with a wave back and huge smile. About five minutes later the boy came out, went to the truck and reached over the top and started to lug a large vinyl suitcase from the open bed. It was clear that the thing was too heavy for him so I jumped up and ran over to where he was struggling. "Let me help," I said, taking hold of the handle and hoisting the thing up over the bed and down onto the sidewalk, but just barely. "What you got in there a weight set?" I asked him with a smile. The fucking thing was heavy. He smiled back, giving me a flash of perfectly straight crystal white teeth behind soft looking and slightly red lips. Oh man could I see those perfect lips wrapped around my rock hard fourteen year old cock. "A lot of books," he informed me in a slightly high pitched voice. I doubted that the boy was growin hairs anywhere else than the top of his short cut blond head. "I read a lot," he added. I introduced myself and he did the same, shaking my hand softly. From that point on we were friends. I showed Nikolas around the neighborhood, giving him the inside scoop on a variety of people that I'd known since I was able to walk, introducing him to those that we had occasion to talk to. We spent lots of time lounging around under a huge old oak tree in one or the other's back yard or draped across each other's bed reading a book. He had a great collection of stuff that I liked. We talked about everything except sex and I sort of guessed that maybe he was too young to be interested in it and I wasn't sure how to approach it as Nikolas seemed like a somewhat shy and innocent boy. Early on in our friendship we'd established a contact method of simply rat a tat tatting on each other's bedroom window. Our houses were almost identical and our bedrooms on the bottom floor at opposite ends of the houses so essentially we were only a narrow strip of lawn across from each other. We decided that our method was easier than the conventional approach of using the front door and thus having to interact with each other's family members. Sometimes we'd talk late into the night, whispering back and forth as we leaned on our open window sills, sometimes in the glow from our computer monitors and other times in the warm summer darkness. >From time to time I would look across at night, hoping to catch Nikolas naked and wondering if he ever did the same; watched to catch me the same way. I gave him plenty of opportunity to see me, leaving my curtains open at least slightly, and purposely parading around in the nude, sometimes my stone hard cock bobbing along in front me. If he ever saw me in that state Nikolas never mentioned it, that is, until we finally got together. The first part of that happening, the get together, was an accident of sorts. I had a thing I had to do one night which ended up getting over with at least two hours earlier than I had planned. Nikolas knew that I wasn't going to be around which may be the only reason that he did what he did. As I said, I'd gotten home much earlier than planned and when I went into my room and closed the door, I left the light off and walked to my window. Glancing across to Nikolas' room I saw that his curtains were over half way open and his light was on but no sign of the boy at first. When he did come into view I about dropped because he was stark naked. I only saw him from the back and just as he was wrapping a towel around his waist, headed I was sure, for the shower. That fact was confirmed a moment later when the light in the frosted bathroom window fifteen feet down the wall from his bedroom window went on. I quietly opened my window and slipped out onto the lawn and went across the grass to Nikolas' bedroom window. Even though our houses were older, they didn't have basements on that side of the houses so our bedroom windows weren't that high off the ground. I could peek inside and have a clear view of his entire room. I didn't have long to wait as the bathroom light went off and a moment later Nikolas came back into his room. He closed the door and pulled the towel off and I almost came in my jeans. My own cock was rock hard in anticipating of seeing the beautiful twelve year old boy naked but I wasn't prepared for what I did see. Protruding from his skinny body and wagging from side to side like a dog's tail as he walked, was about six inches or so of thin half hard boy cock. The balls underneath weren't small, nor were they large and they made a wrinkled rounded bag that was held fairly close to his body. The skin of his groin area was pure white, a big contrast to the golden tone of the skin that surrounded it and only brought added attention to all that made him a boy. I tried to detect some hair at the base of his beautiful cock but from where I stood, but I couldn't. Nikolas walked past me, not more than three or four feet away and plopped down in a chair in front of his computer monitor. The position was such that I had a full on view of him. His looked down at his cock, which had flopped up onto his belly and continued to harden on its until the small head was looking up at his big one, sort of, since his foreskin still covered it. He finally reached down and touched himself, gripping onto the stiffened shaft and squeezing the length of it, especially the covered head then stroking it slowly, uncovering and covering his cock head. I shoved my own pants and underwear down far enough to allow my cock out for air and my balls to swing free and began to do to myself what the young pre teen was doing in front of me. I was struck by a sense of familiarity as I watched the boy, as though I'd seen him like this before. Well, not him per se, but his cock and balls but that was silly because I knew that I hadn't. Still it was weird to me. Nikolas reached out with his right hand and began manipulating his mouse and then pulled something out of a drawer in his computer table then leaned forward and appeared to be fiddling around with something then set whatever it was that he retrieved up on the shelf above him. He then used both hands to type, taking a quick moment from time to time to squeeze on his cock or tug on his balls, which seemed to be dropping a little bit. After a bit he relaxed back and began to play with himself, to stroke his hard cock, taking a moment to type here and there. He eventually quit typing altogether and alternated between playing with himself and jacking off, providing me with quite a show. He loved himself slowly for the most part, playing with his smooth nuts or tugging on them, playing with his belly or a nipple and even putting his hand down further between his smooth thighs and fingering his puckered little butt hole. He would place both hands at the base of his boyhood pride and joy and press into his pubic area, causing his cock go harder, pushing the shaft downward at times then grasping it in both hands. He took his time and I knew that he was putting on a show for someone on line and it made me more than a little jealous. My little heart was beating rapidly as my own jack off session picked up speed and I felt my balls getting ready to give up their creamy boy honey. Nikolas was picking up speed as well, his head alternating between being lolled backwards or looking down at his handiwork, as it were, his eyes half closed from the sexy feelings that I knew from experience were tearing through his preteen body. I could tell when Nikolas came, his slim body going stiff in the chair while his free hand went real busy on his keyboard. First one, and then another, creamy white droplet popped out and landed on his panting flat tummy. And then it hit me, a double whammy, for just as my sperm shot up through my cock and out onto the bushes at the side of the house I realized where I'd seen this before. It was Noogy. Noogy was a boy I'd met in a chat room about five months before, a room where many of the boys had camera's hooked up to their computers. I'd spent hours in that room chatting with other boys, showing each other our hard or soft cocks and of course jacking off for each other. I'd never seen his face nor had he seen mine, likewise with most of the boys I interacted with. In my chats with Noogy we'd both declared how much we'd like to see each other in person, suck each other's hard cocks, fuck each other, and drink each other's sperm, although in the beginning of our relationship the boy had only dry orgasms. So, now I knew that my boy, Nikolas, made cum. Noogy had extolled the virtues of my almost seven and three quarter inches of thick cock and was astounded at the amount of sperm I made. He loved how my smooth balls hung down and was totally all for licking and sucking on them. I'd had some really great cum sessions while I chatted with the boy. Another thing that struck me as my cock slowed to an oozing that dribbled down over my knuckles was that in our chats recently, the boy had commented once or twice on a boy he knew in real life that he had a huge crush on and wanted to be sexy with but was scared to. I wondered if I was the boy Nikolas was referring to and I further wondered how I would go about finding out. Nikolas stood up and walked to his bed and retrieved his towel and using a corner, cleaned the few drops of cum that I knew he'd made from his taut belly then gently milked the remaining sperm up through his foreskin and cleaned it before retracting the skin and cleaning off his cock head. That done he walked back to his computer, cock softening to where it was when I'd first seen it that night, and apparently signed off. He then disconnected his camera and put everything away and walked back toward his bedroom door. All of a sudden the room went dark and I quickly backed away in case he chose to look out the window and hurriedly pulled my clothes into place as I hustled around to the back of my house. I did a quick clean up of myself, wiping my spermy knuckles on the grass and using a tree leaf for my cock. I allowed my cock to soften some then went quietly through our back door and went down the back hall to my room. I stripped to my underwear and lay on top of my bed, the warm summer night air caressing my adolescent body and I pondered the evening's events. The boy I had known for the past two months, Nikolas, was nice and sweet and all, but still pretty shy and reserved boy although he was opening up. Whenever we'd had the occasion to piss at the same time if we were in public he'd always waited until I was done instead of stepping up to a urinal next to me, or he'd enter a stall and close the door. The boy I'd known from the internet for the past five months or so, Noogy, was something else. That boy was clear in his desires for other boys, was open, ready and willing to expose his body and jack off in front of his camera and thus in front of me. Once again I wondered about the boy my internet friend had the hots for. Noogy seemed really smitten, raved about the boy without naming him or giving any other information other than he was really cute and really sexy. Noogy really wanted to be with the boy but was way to chicken to let his feelings be known. If I'd used even a 10th of the considerable brains that I had I would have figured it out but I was too busy being caught up in the moment. Further more I was wondering what to do about my new found knowledge. The next few days went pretty much the same and I didn't detect any changes in Nikolas that might have suggested that I knew his secret or his secret life. I knew that if anything was going to happen it would fall on my shoulders to make it so. The nights were something else, at least those nights when we went on line and met in the chat room. We continue to expose ourselves to each other, continued to love ourselves while the other watched and continued to praise each other and wish we could be together in real life. He continued to talk about his secret love, how he always fantasized about the boy when he jacked off and how sometimes, no offense to me, but when he was online with me he pretended that I was that boy. I began to encourage the boy to do something about it which he adamantly refused to do in any way shape or form. I started my plan one morning a few days later by purposely feigning sleep when Nikolas came in through my bedroom window, a common practice between both of us. We had agreed to leave early on a bike ride so my supposed sleeping in was perfect. Once through the window Nikolas came and sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on my back and gently shook me. The sheet was down pretty far, almost to my butt crack, so when I rolled onto my back and smiled a good morning to him, my hard cock quite visibly caused a rise in the thin fabric. As much as he tried not to notice, Nikolas' eyes went straight to the obvious protrusion and of course I noticed that. "Gotta pee really bad," I said by way of explanation. The boy smiled and nodded his head. "I'm sure that happens to you too, now that you're getting older," I added as I put my hand under the sheet and scratched my balls, an early morning habit I'd bet that most boys have, then gave my cock a little squeeze. Nikolas nodded his head. "Yeah, seems like every morning now and it won't go away till I pee," he said and I nodded my head in understanding. I asked him to hand me my briefs which were lying on the floor at the foot of my bed. He hesitated then did as I asked and I noticed that he didn't handle them as though they were poison or something which I thought was very positive. "Do you sleep naked a lot?" He asked as I put my hands under the sheets and went through the process of getting my underwear on. "Sure, don't you, especially in the summer." The boy blushed then nodded his head admitting that he slept nude sometimes but not always. I swung my legs out from under the sheets then stood up, pulling my jockey's onto place as I did so. Nikolas was standing in front of me so couldn't miss a thing as I ran my fingers inside the leg holes and pulled down to give my balls a little more breathing room then placing my hand on my cock and doing a little adjusting. Of course my stone hard cock was straining at the white cotton fabric and Nikolas all but stared for a moment before turning his head away. "I'm sorry Nikolas. Am I embarrassing you?" He shook his head then thought better of it. "Well, sorta kinda, I mean, I never seen another boy like that before." I told him I understood. "But remember, we're both boys and it happens to all boys so nothing to be embarrassed about, okay?" He had turned back to face me and I could tell that he was having difficulty not staring at my big hard cock. He nodded his head. "Okay Alexei," he said with a smile. I ruffled his head, an unaccustomed show of affection that seemed to cause him to beam. I headed for the bathroom and when I came back I was back to normal, the front of my underwear still a bulge though. That night on line Noogy and I went through our regular ritual, slowly getting ourselves to the orgasm state and beyond, cum dribbling down over my fingers and pooling on my belly. After we cleaned up the boy excitedly told me about having seen the boy of his dreams hard cock that day. I knew then that I was that boy. I asked him to explain and of course he did. "He was in his underwear but still he looks so huge," he typed, "I wonder if I'd ever be able to suck on such a big cock." I assured him that with practice he would. We had talked about my experiences so the boy knew well that I'd been with other boys and done it all, something he liked to hear about sometimes as we jacked off together. "He looks like his cock might be as big as yours or even bigger," he typed then put both hands on his rigid cock and soft balls and rubbed and squeezed them. "I want to cum with you again," I typed and he answered, "k", then added, "but wait." He stood up and then the camera went all goofy then settled down again. A lot of flesh filled the screen then came into focus. He had moved the camera so that it was a close up of his crotch, his hard cock and his balls all but filling my computer screen. He kept his hands out of the way so I could fully see him and it was then that I noticed the small little hairs growing at the base of his boyhood. As if reading my mind he put his fingers on his cock and pulled it out of the way so I got an unobstructed view of the growth. I felt my belly flop and my cock throb at the sight of him. "Do you think that boy would like my body?" he typed and I assured him that any boy would like his body, that it was perfect. He typed a smiley face back at me and we continued to jack off. It was awesome seeing his balls so close up, seeing them rise and fall in their smooth hairless bag as he stroked on his preteen boy meat. I really was surprised at how well hung the boy was for a twelve year old. We both kept it up and in no time I was blasting warm sperm onto my belly, the six or seven convulsive squirts mixing with the cum that was already drying there. As always Noogy passed comment on how cool it looked and how he wished that he'd be making that much cum some day in contrast to the few small drops I saw him produce. We both rested a moment in the afterglow, continuing to play and tug on our balls or stroke our slowly softening cocks before cleaning up, my mess much more than his of course. We chatted a while longer then signed off and I lay naked on my bed trying to come up with a plan that would get the boy out of his clothes with me live time. I knew that it would take some steps and to do that I'd need him to give up more information about the mystery boy he was in love with. Life went on as usual the next day except that I was more tuned in to Nicholas' mood and began noticing him looking at me when he thought I didn't know. The signs of his feelings were becoming visible to me; the looks, the touches either accidental or on purpose, the physical closeness that he had with me when he wasn't being hyper vigilant about avoiding body contact. One of the things I did was invite him to the public swimming pool that required a bus ride to get to. He seemed a little quite on the ride and I astutely attributed it to his nervousness about the possibility of me seeing him naked. I was a little nervous too but mine was in anticipation of seeing the boy naked. The boy thwarted my attempts by keeping a towel around his waist while he shucked his board shorts, roughly dried his boy stuff off with the towel then pulled on his boxers. He wasn't the only boy in the changing room that did that but there weren't that many. Meanwhile I gave him plenty of opportunity to check me out but again, he avoided looking at me. In fact he avoided looking at any of the myriad of boys of all ages in various stages of undress. I wanted to ask him about it, his seemingly intense shyness and later that night when we were lying on the back lawn looking up at the stars I tackled the subject. I started by commenting on how much fun the pool was, which he agreed with and the fact that we should do it more often which he also agreed with. We were quiet a moment then I asked him. "Can I ask you a question Nikolas, sort of a personal one?" "Sure Alexei you can always ask me questions," he responded in his still, high pitched boy's voice. "Well today at the pool, I noticed that you're really, really shy and I guess I'm sort of wondering why. Most boys don't even care about being naked in front of other boys, in fact they sort of like it. You don't even look at other boys which is another thing that every boy I know does. I mean, they don't stare or nothing but they're sure looking. Are you worried about your dick size or do you have like a big black mole on your cock or something," I added in an effort to sort of make it easier on the boy. I was rewarded with a melodic laugh. "No, I'm not deformed or anything down there and I don't think it's small, at least not now that I'm growin up." He paused for a moment then added, "I don't know for sure, I guess I'm just shy." I sensed that he didn't want to discuss it further so I put my arm over onto his shoulder, said it was okay with me no matter what then left it alone. Nikolas snuggled a little closer when I put my arm on him and mumbled a thanks. That night after we talked I got on line and found him in our chat room. He told me about being at the pool with the boy he liked and even though he'd had the chance to finally see the boy's cock he didn't take it. When I asked why he said he wasn't sure, just that he didn't want the boy to think he was looking at his dick or anything. I told him that most boys were used to younger boys looking at them and in fact most thirteen and fourteen year old boys sort of like to show off their stuff and I'd bet that his friend was no different. "I bet he's even interested in seeing your cock Noogy," I typed and got a "no way" response immediately. Further conversation got him to admit that the boy he liked was his neighbor and that they spent a lot of time together. He went on to describe how close their rooms were, the coming and going through their bedroom windows and why. He gave me more information about "the boy" in that ten minute period of time than he ever had before and in doing so made it even more clear how bad the kid had it for me. I needed to accelerate things. "What would you do, how would you react if he sort of came on to you Noogy?" I typed. The boy said he'd be embarrassed to tears and probably wouldn't be able to even look the boy in the eye. "I just don't know how I'd be Boi_4teen," he said using my online nic. Clever nic huh? I asked if he'd ever peeked in the boy's window, maybe see the boy naked or even better jacking off or something. He said he'd thought about it but couldn't bring himself to do it, he was afraid he'd get caught. I asked if the boy's bedroom light was on right then. "Wait" he typed then said that it wasn't but his computer was cuz he could see the light from it. "So go look Noogy; peek in his window." The boy said that he couldn't, it was too dangerous. I argued with him and said it wasn't that the boy wouldn't be able to see out side because of the darkness, that he wouldn't be seen especially if the curtains were barely open. I jumped up and close them to a narrow enough crack to see through if you were up close but not if you were more than ten feet away. "Just go do it Noogy," I commanded him, "I have something I have to do and will be back in twenty minutes, go, go, go," I ended. "Okay, I will," he typed, "brb 20." I made sure everything was just right then sat back down in my computer chair which was facing the window and a slight angle. It was the same setup that Nikolas had in his room, he following my lead and placing his computer in the corner of his room at an angle which kept the monitor facing away from both the window and the bedroom door, just in case. I draped a leg up over one arm of the chair and spread the other out as far as I could, giving anyone who was looking a great shot of my low hanging balls and the beginning of my crack. Had I sat a little lower my asshole would have been visible. I slowly stroked my cock, sliding my foreskin up and down over the swollen head. My free hand rubbed the inside of my thigh and up close to my balls, a finger or two pushing at the loose skin or pulled it down a little bit. I wondered about that once, why so many boys touched their balls when they jacked off, while other tugged or pulled on them. Mine were pretty sensitive too so I figured that most all boys did something like that when they were hot to cum. I knew when Nikolas was at the window because I could make out the white of his hair in the small crack of the curtain. I'd had my eyes half closed and I didn't keep looking in that direction so he had no idea that I knew. Knowing he was watching me though made me even hotter than I already was so the moans and the facial expressions weren't faked, they were for real. I took my hand from my crotch and soaked the index finger in spit then, holding my stone hard dick upright with my hand pressing at the base, I gently rubbed the underside of my cock head with it. I didn't really need the spit since there was plenty of precum leaking out but it was the idea of the whole thing. Once the spit dried out though, I used my finger and smeared the gooey precum all over the head before wrapping my hand around the spongy flesh. I loved to do that sometimes, just concentrate on my ultra sensitive cock head. Sometimes I just use a few fingers and other times my whole hand. Sometimes I'd just slide my hand up and down on the head and other times I'd twist it like I was taking off a bottle cap or something. In this case though, because my other hand was holding the base of my cock down so tightly, the skin was tight as hell on my head too so it didn't take a whole long time to get to the sperming stage. I felt my balls begin to tingle and the butterflies in my belly start to kick up and I knew I was only seconds away. I dropped my feet to the floor and slid forward in my chair so that my balls hung free. I had to bend over slightly so my cock was sticking more straight out that up in the air and began to roughly jack the thick shaft. "Oooh fuck Nikolas, oh fuck," I moaned quietly, not even realizing that I was saying the boy's name, as I squirted my hot sperm out. The first jet blasted out and spread into a half dozen drops or so before showered down onto the carpet. It always amazed me when my cum did that instead of staying in a gooey glob. I kept stroking and my cock kept squirting, six full shots that went out onto the carpet before it started to ooze and then another three or four of those that simply dripped down to land between my feet. By that time I'd shifted my hand higher so that my foreskin slid back over the head making me grateful once again that I hadn't been circumcised like most boys in America. I leaned back in my chair, eyes half closed and a feeling of ecstasy spread across my face. I continued a slow stroke for a moment while I played with my balls then let my hands fall to my side and just relaxed into the afterglow of an extremely powerful sperming. I stayed like that another moment before standing up and grabbing a piece of dirty laundry and wiping my cooled sperm into the carpet. I could hear the slight rustle of Nikolas climbing back into his window and wondered what he was thinking and feeling, knowing full well that the boy had jacked off outside my bedroom window while he watched me love myself. I sat back down in my computer chair and logged back into the chat room and waited for Nikolas, idly playing with my softening cock and smooth balls. I say smooth balls but at fourteen they'd started getting hairs up at the top where the bag fell away from my cock and there were some growing in various spots on the entire bag. I was also getting them in my butt crack and around my hole, of course I checked, but I wasn't a real hairy boy at all so there wasn't a lot of em, even in my armpits. I saw Noogy log in then a private chat window open up with "OMG". "What???" I asked, trying to sound surprised. He went on to give me a stroke by stroke play of what had happened, including his own jacking off as he watched "his friend," from outside the other boy's bedroom window. "Gosh boi_4teen," he typed, "his cock his huge, as big as yours and so are his balls. OMG it was totally awesome and you know what else? I thought I heard him calling out my name when he squirted. I mean, I'm not sure cuz I was busy with my own jackin feelings but I think he did." I asked what he thought that might mean and he said he just didn't know. "Maybe he likes you too Noogy. Did you ever think of that?" I could practically see the boy shake his beautiful blond head from side to side as he typed in "no way. "He's way too cool and I'm so not." I told him I thought he was cool as hell and would love to be with him and he thanked me for that but there was no way he could believe that the other boy could feel that way for him. He was totally convinced of that. We talked a while longer then signed off and once again I lay naked on top of my bed thinking. If I was going to be with Nikolas, and I most certainly wanted to, then I was going to have to make all the moves cuz the twelve year old wasn't going to do it. Even then I had some reservations about whether the boy would even go along with it. He seemed so fragile and convinced that it wouldn't work, that there was no way "his friend" could or would ever be interested in him, a skinny twelve year old. I drifted off to sleep perusing the problem having no idea how to approach it and having no idea that within a few days the perfect opportunity would present itself. As it turned out Nikolas' mother had to return to the city she and her son had moved from to attend the trial of her husband and his oldest son, step father and step brother to Nikolas. Her parents were going along for moral support. Nikolas refused to go from the very beginning and so his deposition had been done on camera, none of which I had a clue about until later. It was arranged for Nikolas to say with us during the time they would be gone although he'd be able to into his own home for changes of clothes and things. I had wanted Nikolas to spend the night on numerous occasions but the boy always declined and now he was forced to. He had never asked me to spend the night at his house either. It was a curious thing but I didn't press it. Came time for bed the first night and I'd assumed that the boy would sleep with me, after all I had a queen sized bed with plenty of room but he'd elected to sleep on the floor with a single blanket. I told him he'd wake up in the night freezing but he was adamant. We took turns taking showers and when he returned to the bedroom I melted. He was wearing a pair of loose board short and a white, wife beater undershirt, the thin cotton fabric hugging his body. I loved slender boys in wife beaters, fuck they could look so hot and Nikolas was the hottest. It hugged across his lower belly, outlining the boy's hips and the swell of pubic area. It was my turn in the bathroom next and I ended up jacking off at the memory. I hiked a foot up onto the soap dispenser for the bathtub, added hair moisturized to my rock hard cock and directed the detachable shower head to my asshole and the sensitive underside of my balls while I pistoned my cock into my tight fist. I came with a vengeance, splattering my sperm onto the back wall. I returned to the bedroom with the towel around my narrow waist and Nikolas started a conversation about nothing in particular. Without thinking I took the towel and double checked the drying of my asshole and the backs of my thighs then my balls and cock. I was standing in front of my dresser while Nikolas was next to me in my computer chair, the angle giving him a clear view of my dangle. I dropped the towel and rummaged around in my underwear drawer and pulled out a pair of blue stripped bikini briefs and turned toward Nikolas to step into them. Honestly, I wasn't flashing the boy, what I was doing was what I did every day and in that order. Nikolas was all but staring at my crotch but turned his head quickly when I turned to face him. "What Nikolas" I asked as I got into the small garment and did all the requisite adjustments. He shook his head but I pressed him. He turned back to face me, looking straight at the bulge of my boyhood which seemed all the bigger due to the fresh, tight fitting underwear. Then he looked up at my face. "I dunno, you just seem so casual about your body and stuff. I just don't know how you can do that, I mean, let me see you naked like that. I just can't do that." I explained that I used to be a little shy too but two years of gym class and sports at school had stuff pretty much got me over it and, "I don't want to scare you but you'll have to do that this year, undress and take showers and stuff." He had an almost grief stricken look on his beautiful, smooth face. "Oh man Alexei I don't know if I can do that. Is there anyway I can get out of it?" "Nope," I said, shaking my head, "not unless you got a good medical reason." I'd seen lots of boys try to get out of PE or the showers but it rarely worked at my school. "Is there a problem Nikolas" I mean, you got a hot body, is there like, something wrong with your dick or something, like it's deformed?" He smiled finally and shook his head, no it wasn't deformed. "Well what is it Nikolas? Come on, talk to me, I'm your friend." He was reluctant to talk but finally gave up at least some information. Nikolas been teased mercilessly by his much older step brother when he was small. The step brother was fifteen when his father and Nicholas' mother had gotten married, a situation that Nikolas never understood because the man was an asshole and his son was the same. Nikolas related how the older boy would tease his little step brother about his tiny dick and how deformed it was because the boy was uncut whereas the older boy had been circumcised. He repeatedly told Nikolas that his dick would never grow, that the girls would never want to look at it cuz of the extra skin, that girls hated that and same with boys since he also repeatedly told Nikolas that since he was so pretty he would most like grow up to be a queer and men would stuff their big fat cocks up his little asshole. Sometimes the step brother and his friends would hold Nikolas down and take his pants off and they'd all tease the boy, sometimes playing with his little penis and of course, making the thing hard then teasing the boy all the more cuz it still didn't get real big. More than one of the friends would haul out their own teenage cock and drape it in the boy's face and try to put the head into Nicholas' mouth and make him suck it. "There's more but that's the short story and I never told anyone of it either Alexei," he said, his whole demeanor shouting out shame, guilt and fear. I could understand why he was like he was but I also knew that so much of what he'd been told was bullshit and I said so. "Well you saw that I'm uncircumcised and nobody ever teased me about it, okay. About half the boys in my PE class have their foreskin and in fact sometimes the boys who are circumcised ask questions about it, especially about, well, jackin off and what it's like to do it with the head covered. As for girls well, when it gets right down to it when they're hot and horny they don't much care either. Your step brother and those other boys just plain lied to Nikolas. As far as your dick size goes, I know this might sound weird but I seriously mean it. If you want to show me what you look like I can tell you whether it's big or small. I mean, I know a little bit about how boys are and how they grow and stuff from health class. Well, and the internet and seeing so many other naked boys and stuff." "As far your being beautiful well, you are Nikolas. You're the cutest boy I've ever seen but it don't mean you're gonna grow up gay. That's crazy, there's plenty of handsome men out there who were cute like you when they were young and they aren't queer." Of course I knew the boy was gay. As Noogy he'd told me all about it but right then he was Nikolas so I needed to play to that. I was dying to tell him I was boi_4teen and I knew all about him but as fragile and scared as he was I was afraid of losing him forever. "Thanks for telling me all that stuff Alexei," he said. I was still standing there close to him and had he wanted to he could have reached out and fondled my crotch but as it was he looking at the floor. He did look up at me from time to time and his eyes went to the bulge of my briefs almost every time before looking in my eyes. I felt that was a good sign. "What if I was queer though Alexei? What if they were right? I mean, men putting their dicks up my butt and fucking me like a girl." The kid almost shivered in fear. "Okay, look. You're my friend Nikolas, maybe my best friend, so I'm gonna tell you some stuff that nobody knows and is a secret, okay?" He looked up at me, my crotch first and nodded his head. "I've been with other boys Nikolas. It's pretty common you know, with teenage boys, to mess around with other boys. It's like, I dunno, just a thing that boys do. Anyway no boy has ever forced me to let him fuck me. All the stuff I ever done with another boy has been cuz I wanted to, or we wanted to." I had his attention then, eye to eye too. "I don't think I'm gay Nikolas," a small white lie for the moment, "I jack off thinking about girls all the time," another little white lie. Well, a big one cuz I never once in my life jacked off thinking about being with a girl. Cunts made me puke. "I don't know if you beat off yet but I bet when you do you`ll be dreaming about girls and even if you don't, who give a shit anyhow. I'll always like you no matter what Nikolas, and I bet plenty of other people who know you will too. Nowadays it's just not a big deal." "You been sexy with other boys Alexei?" I nodded my head. "Yes Nikolas, and I liked it too, it was fun." Nikolas just looked at me, not quite incredulous but almost. "What kind of stuff did you do with them?" he whispered. I told him. He wanted to know what it was like actually sucking a cock and having another boy fuck me. I told him. It was all okay, I'd never been hurt, well except sometimes when a boy first put his cock in my ass, it was sexy and I loved doing." I paused then said, "And serious, if you wanted to learn about that stuff, I would do it with you Nikolas. I mean like, if you wanted to feel what it was like getting your cock sucked and stuff. I know it sounds crazy but you're my friend and sometimes," I shrugged my shoulders, "well that's what friends do." I paused again then went on. "But it's more than that. It's because you're such a sweet boy too Nikolas. You're good and kind and polite and respectful and that's the kind of person I like to hang around anyway and so then being sexy with a boy like that, like you, is like icing on the cake." He thought seriously about it, I could see the conflict. Without knowing he was doing it, the adorably cute boy had dropped one hand into his lap and was idly playing with himself. It looked like he might even be getting hard but I couldn't tell and I wasn't going to stare. Nikolas was quiet, thinking, and let him think. After a bit, in a small voice directed at the floor, he said, "I'm scared Alexei. I'm really scared. I think I want to do some of those things. I know that boys do stuff together all the time and part of me wants to be like other boys, be a normal boy like that but I'm so scared because of what's happened when I was little." He looked up at me, a single tear running down his cheek and my heart melted. I walked over to the chair and put my hands on his head and shoulder and gently pulled him to me and he allowed me to do it. His head leaned against my lower belly just barely above the waistband of my bikini briefs, which you know was at least five inches below my belly button. He put his hand up on my belly, his elbow scraping gently against the bulge of my cock. He mumbled a "sorry" and moved his hand up higher. I told him it was okay then said, "I understand how you might be scared Nikolas and maybe I would be too but no matter what I was here for him, to talk to, to share stuff with, and if sometime he wanted things to go further with us then I was there for that too and would let him take the lead in anything, I'd be his slave." He chuckled at that and rubbed my chest slightly. "If I ever do stuff with a boy I'd want it to be with you Alexei. I feel the same way, that you're so an awesome person, an awesome boy and you're cute and sweet and kind too. That's the kind of boy I'd want to be with too cuz I know you wouldn't hurt me ever." From where I was I could see down into his lap and the boy had definitely gotten hard although it wasn't glaringly so. I pulled away from him gently then knelt so that I was almost looking him in the eye. I let my gaze drift over his smooth soft face from seven inches away. "There's something I want to do, do you trust me?" He nodded his head and I leaned in and kissed him very softly on the lips. I slipped my hand over the arm of the chair and rubbed on his flat taut belly as our lips met. He surprised me a little by responding back, moving his soft flesh against mine. When I pulled away he smiled at me. "That was nice Alexei, I liked that." I leaned in and kissed him again, staying there longer with Nikolas meeting my pressure. I broke away again. "Oh man I gotta stop or I'm gonna cop a bone," I told him as I stood up, my bulge having changed it's configuration. He looked right at it and smiled then said, "I know me too." We both looked down at the protrusion in his board shorts. "I'm still really scared though Alexei. I really want to do stuff now but I'm scared. I rubbed his cheek and told him it was okay, if something happened then great, if not he was my friend and I still loved him. "You do Alexei, you love me?" I nodded my head and smiled. "Yeah, I do. Let's do to sleep now, okay?" he nodded his head and stood, rearranging his hardened cock without any shame or embarrassment. He was definitely making some progress. I looked right at where his cock was and said, "I don't think you're a little boy anymore." He chuckled and said, no, he didn't suppose he was. He still insisted on sleeping on the floor and I told him that was fine, but the bed was much more comfy. I told him that if he got cold in the night to just climb in with me but that he had to take off the board shorts and shirt cuz my mother was crazy about people sleeping in the bed in street clothes. He laughed and accused me of trying to get him out of his clothes. I laughed back and told him that was true but in this case I was serious; my mother was a dragon about that. "But just in case you do need to sleep up here I'll leave my underwear on and not sleep naked," I told him. He chuckled and thanked me. "Aaalllexei," his voice whispered, the sound of shivering cold. It was a little after one in the morning and the temperature had dropped considerably, the cool night air coming in through the wide open window. "Yeah, get in here Nikolas," I said and in the dim light from a full moon I watched him drop his board shorts and peel off the wife beater and back onto the bed then slide his legs in. I pulled the covers up over us. I moved closer to my wall and told him to move closer to me, which he did and which put him on top of the spot I was in which was warm as toast. "Now keep your legs together cuz I'm gonna lay on top of you." Before he could protest I straddled him and braced myself on my elbows and knees, pressing my thighs against his, so to let enough of my weight down onto the boy to cover him from chest to thighs without him having to carry my entire weight. He automatically wrapped his slender arms around my back and held on tight. "Gggosh your ssssso warm," he stuttered. I was and he was cold as ice and leeching the heat from my body. I didn't mind at all. My crotch was lined up with Nicholas', his boyhood charms creating their own bulge in his jockey briefs so our stuff lay there nestled side by side. It was a great feeling despite the cold. I held him like that until the shivering stopped then rolled off onto the wall side of the bed. "I was just getting used to that," he whispered. I told him to roll on his side facing the window and when he did I scooted up to him and draped a leg over his thigh and my arm over his side holding gently onto his chest and pulled him to me. The boy snuggled in as close as he could, his tight little butt pressed against my cock. I figured I'd better be getting to sleep soon or my dick was gonna really make itself known. We lay there quietly, bodies pressed together and my face against his head. It felt good to me, almost natural to be holding Nikolas like that. It seemed like his smaller body fit mine perfectly. "It feels weird having your stuff against my butt like that," he whispered, "Almost like, well, you're gonna put it in me." I chuckled. "Yeah, I know, but I won't," I whispered back. "Let's go back to sleep Noogy," I said with a yawn and kissed him softly in the neck. I felt his body stiffen for a moment then relax but I didn't give it any thought as I was almost back asleep. I was right on the edge of going out when he whispered to me. "Alexei." "Yeah," I mumbled. "I love you too." "Thanks Nikolas," I said in a barely audible voice and hugged him weakly. I woke about seven thirty, morning sunlight streaming in the window. Nikolas was lying on his back and my arm was still draped across his body although a little lower so my elbow and part of my forearm were lying on top of his stone hard cock. I looked his face, mouth slightly open and slack as he continued in his deep sleep. He was so beautiful. I let my eyes travel down the length of his firm young body, amazed at how tight it seemed. I wanted to hug and hold him forever right then and there. I slowly moved the sheet and comforter down far enough to see his hard young cock straining against the thin cotton fabric of his underwear. The shaft and underside of the head were outlined perfectly the tip up against the waistband, his balls pouched below. It was more than I could resist. I reached out and grasped onto his stiff flesh and gently squeezed up its length. My own stone morning hard cock was throbbing in the tight confines of my briefs and I wanted so badly to strip the both of us and, well, need I say more. I was surprised that Nikolas came away so quickly, embarrassed that he'd caught me feeling him up. "I'm sorry," I said softly as I jerked my hand away as though his hot rod was indeed, hot." He smiled at me and reached down for his first squeeze of the day, doing just that I'd done, tightening and loosening his grip from his cock head to his nuts. "It's okay," he whispered back, "boi for teen." He laughed at the expression on my face. "You know?' I said rather than asked. He nodded his head and of course I wanted to know how. "Last night when you were standing there naked I saw the little mole just at the edge of your hairs. Then when you were telling about how you'd been with boys, you said it in almost the same way when you first told me when we met on line and just before you fell asleep you called me Noogy." I was still on my side looking down at him, my own hand rubbing on the bulge of my crotch. We were quiet a moment, each considering what had just happened then he spoke as he reached his hand out and felt on my cock, "I think I'm ready now Alexei. I mean, I'm still scared as shit but I've wanted this for so long and I've wanted you. I thinks it's gonna be okay." I nodded my head. I knew that both of us needed to pee and I wasn't sure about the beautiful young love of my life but I wanted to experience him without the pressure of a full bladder. "I have to pee really bad Nikolas and I bet that you do too. Do you want to take a shower first or just come back to bed?" "Just come back to bed," he said. I nodded my head and told him to go ahead and go first. He knew there wasn't anyone in the house except us so wasn't worried about anybody seeing him his underwear with a boner. He rolled out of bed and walked to the door and I felt my cock throb at the sight of his tight little boy's ass in his underwear. Putting my face and my cock in there was going to be the hottest thing I'd ever done. I peeled the front of my briefs down under my balls and used both hands to squeeze, stroked and fondle my stuff. I was so fucking hot right then that just thinking about being with Nikolas made me want to cum. I heard the toilet flush and pulled my underwear back into place, gave myself another couple of squeezes then got out of bed and headed for the door. Nikolas came through the door and we collided, arms automatically reaching out to hold onto the other person for balance and our crotches pressed against each other. We chuckled, stepped back and both looked down to see that the other was still young boy hard. In the bathroom I pulled my underwear down below my balls and bent over the toilet, my hand holding my nail hard cock downward, my foreskin pulled completely back. I stroked myself a few times as though it would help make the piss flow and eventually it did, the thin high pressure stream splattering into blue tinted water. Done, I held onto my balls and jacked myself again in anticipation of what was going to happen in the next few minutes. I put my clothes back into place, pressed on my bulge again and headed toward my room and a dream come true. Nikolas was lying on my bed, the covers pulled up just so that his underwear was covered. I stood next to the bed for a moment and looked down, taking in the sight of his well defined, taut young body. He really was a boy God. All of the creases were in the right place and it was clear that as he matured he would turn into a perfect specimen of, first boyhood, then manhood. He looked at me with a questioning look on his face and I said I was simply admiring what I considered to be a perfect boy. He blushed and shook his head in denial but I chose not to argue with him. I knelt next to the bed and put and hand on his bare chest. "Are you ready for this Nikolas? I mean, I been wanting this since the first day I met you but I don't want you to be freaked out or regret it all later." He nodded his head. "Yeah, I do Alexei. Yeah, I'm still scared to death and my belly is jumping all over the place but my cock is so hard that it hurts so." "Can I look then, can I pull the covers down?" he nodded his head again and I reached out and uncovered the boy, pulling the sheet and comforter down past his knees. He was indeed perfect. His cock was straining at the fabric of his cotton briefs, the head pushing out and over the edge of the multi-colored elastic waistband. His balls rested in the pouch of his underwear, the sac clearly visible although each individual egg was not. My own belly was a jumble of butterflies as I reached out and placed my hand gently on his stiff young cock and rubbed it. Yep, you can't get much harder than that. I used both hands and slowly pulled at the waistband, lifting upward and then down, exposing the end of his cock, his foreskin a puckered little nipple extended out past the tip. I continued pulling the clothing down, Nikolas raising his slender little butt off the bed to help me, until they were below his knees. Like most boys, his legs automatically splayed open. I stared. Fuck the kid was totally hot and awesome and adorable. His cock was a good six slender inches long and if I was any judge he would continue to mature into a very healthy boy indeed and if I had my say I'd be there for the entire process. His pale, blue veined cock pulsed with each beat of his young heart, the stiff shaft hanging in the air a few inches above his flat belly. His balls were dropped, hanging gently one below the other between his smooth hairless thighs, the eggs clearly defined in an equally smooth hairless sac. I could see the light brown hairs, no more than a dozen half straight strands, in the early sprouting stage at the base of his blood filled dick. I reached down and grasped his cock and squeezed. Nikolas gasped; his body went rigid then relaxed back into the mattress and simply experienced my feeling up of his boyhood pride and joy, the first time his body had been touched for pleasure. I stroked him a few times, sliding his foreskin back and forth over his swollen cock head, then slid my hand down to cup and fondle his smooth sperm makers, reveling in the soft texture of his skin. My other hand was busy at the expanded bulge in my underwear, smashing and squeezing my own stone bone. I felt Nikolas' brush against my hip then touch my balls. I looked at him, saw him maneuvering a little so moved my hand to allow him access to that which he was seeking. My own heart skipped a beat as the boy of my dreams touched my hard cock for the first time. "God you're so big Alexei," he whispered, "I want to see it." Reluctantly, I let go of his cock and stood up, Nikolas' hand taking over where mine had left off. As I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear the boy swung around and sat, and sort of humped forward at the edge of the bed, his beautiful flawless face little more than a foot from crotch. He slowly milked on his cock as ice blue eyes became riveted to my body where the cloth came away and freed up almost eight inches of rock hard fourteen year old boy cock. I was so hard that the head was getting red, a big contrast to the very pale skin of the shaft and the rest of the area and putting a new spin on the Rudolph theme. I'd barely gotten my briefs off and stood back up and Nikolas reached out and took hold of me. "This is how I imagined it Alexei," he exclaimed in a soft, melodic voice, "In real life I mean." His finger reached up and lightly touched the identifiable mole at the edge of my hairs. "I love this," added as his finger ran softly back and forth over the all but tiny dark spot then leaned in and kissed it. I'd always figured that the first sucking of cock would be done by me, given Nikolas' shy reserve. I was un-woefully wrong for after kissing the mole he turned, leaned in and pressed his sweet red lips against the tip of my cock and repeated the kiss twice before opening wide and dropping his mouth over the head and closed. I figured I would faint any time. This had been one of my earliest and hottest fantasies; beautiful young Nikolas on his knees in front of me with his mouth wrapped around my cock and loving it, the low moans coming from his throat giving sound to the intense feelings he was experiencing. Nikolas surprised me again by taking almost half of my cock into his mouth and throat and as he backed off, his tongue forcefully explored the head until he took me back inside again. I let a hand rest on his head while the other rubbed all around my cock and balls, my ass, up to a nipple then back down. My knees were weakening as the most beautiful boy in town sucked a cock, and my cock at that, for the first time in his life. "I'm gonna cum really fucking fast Nikolas, swear to god." He nodded his head and the idea of his first blowjob ending with a mouthful of my warm boy sperm took right on over the edge but not before the boy took his mouth away and stood up. My hand went to my balls and tugged as Nikolas jacked me off. The first thick jet shot out and landed on his lower belly leaving a four inch white streak of goo that started just below his belly button. The second shot did the same as did third albeit that one went a shorter distance. Nikolas stepped in close so my cum didn't have to travel anywhere. My sperm popped out then oozed out as the boy drug the seeping flesh all over his lower body including his balls. My knees were so weak I sagged a few inches and I thought I'd fall over. Usually after I cum I just want to relax. Every once in a while I'm still hot and in those instances will keep doing sexy stuff which usually results in another sperming fairly close to the first one. That's the way it was with Nikolas. I pulled away from him and dropped to my knees in front of him and gobbled his rock hard young cock into my mouth. I tasted my own sperm as I bobbed my head back and forth, both of my hands on his slender little butt encouraging him to fuck his cock into my mouth. The intensity of feeling that had to be ripping through the young boy's body became such that he sat down. I gently pushed him to his back and continued to pay homage to his boy cock. Not having his ass to hold on to my hands found other things to do; one cupping and tugging on his smooth hairless nuts and the other on his belly, rubbing my fingers across his smooth flesh and massaging my cooling sperm into his flat belly. That gave me an idea. I scooped some cum onto my fingers, took my mouth from his cock put my sperming fingers on the head and began massaging it while I licked at his balls. Using my sperm as a lube I stroked up and down on his stiff dick, sliding completely up over the head before going all the way back down and pulling his skin tight. It didn't take long before the boy was where we both wanted him to be. Like many boys his age, heck even my age and older, there wasn't always a lot of warning before he came. In this case none. One second he was lying there moaning softly and the next moment he gasped and thrust his slender little hips up off the bed. And then he all but screamed. "AAaaiiiieeeeeee," is the closest that I can come to describing what came out of the boy's mouth as his fresh young sperm rose up out of his balls, through the six hard inches of his cock and shot out onto his heaving belly. All in the space of about three seconds. Yes Houston we have liftoff. I pulled on his balls as I kept on jacking him off and he kept on panting and moaning, both loudly. I got up onto my knees and saw where his cum had landed then leaned down and licked up both droplets before taking his cock back into my mouth and sucking the rest of his boy nectar up out of it's fleshy dispenser. I wasn't quite sure but I thought that Nikolas' cum tasted different than the cum of older boy's I'd drank, maybe sweeter or something. It didn't matter though because the boy started giggling and pushing my head away from his ultra sensitive cock head. I stood up, moved between his legs then leaned forward and put my hands on the bed next to his head before lowering myself so that my lower body rested against his, our hard cocks side by side between smooth flat bodies. I lowered my head and put my lips against his, loving the feeling of their softness, and kissed him. Nikolas kissed me back, his tongue pushing against my mouth then playing with my tongue after I let him inside. His hands were all over my back and down onto my butt as we kept up the kiss, rubbing squeezing and feeling me. "Oh man Alexei," he said softly after pulling his mouth from mine. "I been wanting that for so long. I feel so good too, I'm not scared and I want to just stay here holding you all day." Well, the all day thing could be arranged easily as there wouldn't be anyone else in the house for another seven hours, give or take and I told him that. "But not before we take a shower," I said as I moved back up onto my feet then pulling Nikolas up and into my arms which he did willingly. I held him tight, kissed him again then told him I loved him. "I love you too Alexei, with all my heart I love you."