Date: Mon, 22 Sep 2003 18:15:03 -0400
From: Chris Scapes
Subject: Skateboarder Ryan: Part 6/?

NOTE: This is a fictional work and is never going to happen. It's just
entertainment dude! Enjoy.

Skateboarder Ryan ( Part VI )
By: Chris Scapes

I laid on the couch in the living room, stretched out as comfortably as you
could possibly imagine. My eyes were getting heavy. A soothing feeling shot
through every inch of my body, as my arms and legs got heavier and heavier.
In no time, I was taken away to that place you only visit when you're
sleeping. That black abyss which sooths the body and relaxes every part of
your brain. Nothing feels better when you're tired. Well, almost nothing
anyhow.

It came out of nowhere, like a ton of bricks hitting me square in the middle
of my belly. My eyes shot open and every hair on my body stood up as I came
to attention. It was Ryan. He had jumped on top of me and was lying there,
laughing as hard as he could.

"You little shit! You scared the crap out of me!" I said as I punched him in
the arm. My head fell back on the couch and I closed my eyes, ready to drift
to sleep again.

"Come on, get up dude. I wanna hang out. Watching you sleep gets boring
after a while!"

I raised a brow and opened an eye to look back at him. Ryan returned his own
cute little grin, his white teeth glowing in the light from the window
behind us. I was captivated by his smooth tan cheeks, which crowned his soft
and adorable smile. Every time I looked at Ryan, my eyes seemed to be glued
to his every movement by some supernatural force. He was wearing a visor,
which I knocked off his head in order to break my stare. I closed my eyes
again and got even more comfortable on the couch than before; my movements
were especially exaggerated, just to annoy him. Ryan sighed in frustration
and began bouncing on top of me.

"Come ---- on ---- bro! Go ---- away!" I managed to squeeze out under my
breath as he bounced on my belly. Ryan did his best to annoy me. And he was
doing a good job of it! Finally, my skater boy leaned over me and grabbed my
wrists, pinning them above my head.

His breath tickled my chin as he exhaled. I opened my eyes to see what my
cutie was doing. I watched his long black eyelashes flutter up and down he
looked over my face. Then, unexpectedly, Ryan gave me the biggest wettest
kiss on the lips you could possibly imagine. I mean he was practically
licking and sucking my lips. I could feel his sweet saliva all around my
mouth. After this kiss that seemed to make my blood boil with lust, Ryan
pulled back for a moment and stared me in the eyes. We said nothing. I could
tell what he was thinking by the curl of his thin red lips.

Ryan came closer to me again, his breath falling gently on my face. This
time, he stuck out his tongue and licked the side of my face. Instantly, my
penis jumped to attention and I began to wiggle free from his grip. Ryan
released my wrists only to grab a handful of my hair. His other hand gently
stroked the side of my face.

"Chris, you're so beautiful!" Ryan said in whisper. I didn't know how to
respond. Ryan seemed so mesmerized. For a moment we just stared at each
other. Ryan had an expression of pure lust. I could almost feel his hormones
pumping and then Ryan began French kissing me. His tongue knew all the right
moves, just like his feet on a skateboard.

In no time Ryan started sucking on my neck. It was different when he did it.
You know as opposed to a girl. Ryan's gentle touch made my heat skip beats
and my hair stand on end. The sound of his breathing filled my ears so I
could concentrate on nothing else. His soft hands weren't like anything I'd
ever felt before. And then, he nibbled at my ear. I have to admit that the
feeling was nothing short of amazing. I wrapped my arms around Ryan and
began rubbing his back, taking note of its strength while pulling him closer
to me. Ryan began humping me. He pressed my own erection into the side of my
leg.

"Damn dude! Do I have to bust out the hose on you or what?" I pushed Ryan
off of me and onto the floor. His tight little skater bod hit with a thud.
He had to know that I was still the one in control after all!

Ryan laid on the floor catching his breath. I looked him over from head to
toe; taking note of every inch of his well-built body that was spread out
before me. Ryan's flushed face made his short black hair seem even darker.
His slender body was outlined by the tight white skater shirt he was
wearing. I could see his pert nipples pressing against their confines. As I
traced lower I noticed that Ryan was wearing baggy blue jeans. The jeans
were held up with a thick black leather belt. Today he was wearing boxer
shorts. I could tell because Ryan was sagging his pants. Each time I saw his
underwear, it reminded me of the time I tapped his tight little butt!

I couldn't wait any longer. I leapt off of the couch and onto Ryan, pinning
his torso to the floor. Ryan's arms flailed and his legs squirmed in an
attempt to keep me from getting the upper hand, but I knew Ryan's weakness.
The one thing that would leave him helpless and melting in my arms. I
reached down and pulled off one of his skater shoes. Ryan's baggy jeans made
it more difficult but at last I found his soft little toes and started
tickling his foot mercilessly.

Skateboarder Ryan laughed uncontrollably. His face turned red and he had
trouble breathing but I could tell that Ryan loved every minute of it. I
have to admit that I loved it too. Feeling the tight muscles swell in Ryan's
arms. Seeing his ear lobes turn red. Touching his smooth young skin, as his
body got warmer underneath of mine. And of course there was the sound of his
pre-pubescent voice cracking as he laughed. After a couple minutes of this
tickle torture, I left Ryan alone and climbed back on the couch. My teeth
clenched and I could feel my heartbeat faster once again as I looked at Ryan
spread out before me. My cock was hard as a rock. I almost wanted to jump
back on top of him and take what I so desperately wanted.

As those thoughts ran through my mind, Ryan sat up, looking at me with
another one of his arrogant skater boy smirks.

"Chris, you wanna do that thing again. The thing we did in your bedroom."

"What's that?" I pretended not to know what he meant.

Ryan stood up before me, quickly removing his shirt. I reached out and
pulled him toward me making sure to grope as much of his ass as I could. My
fingers ran over his tight body. My eyes were level with his belly button
and I began kissing him there. I breathed slowly and deeply as my nose
traveled around his soft belly. It looked as if I were trying to inhale
Ryan. My fingers fumbled with his black leather belt until it finally opened
up. In one swift tug, Ryan removed it from around his waist.

Before I realized what he did, Ryan make a loop through the buckle and
wrapped the belt around my neck. He pulled it tight and the warm leather
closed around my neck. It was like being on a leash. Ryan pulled my face
into his groin. The belt was not too tight so I couldn't breathe, but I was
definitely a little uncomfortable. Ryan grabbed my hair and I looked up into
his powerful blue eyes. His smirk said it all.

"Now be a good little buddy!" I felt his erection jump in his pants. The
denim scraped the side of my face. Ryan stepped backwards, pulling me off
the couch and onto my knees. I unbuttoned his skater jeans and they fell to
the floor with a gentle thud. Just as I was about to pull down his boxers,
Ryan tugged the belt once more, driving my face into his crotch. "Oh I
almost forgot dude ... no hands!"

I opened my mouth and grabbed the top of his boxers. With a bit of wiggling,
they moved lower and lower until I felt his pubes tickle my nose. Much to my
hope, it didn't take much effort before they fell to the floor. Ryan's
smooth shaft stood before me at full staff, a little bit of pre-cum hung
from the tip.

I took the tip of his penis in my mouth. Ryan moaned and whined. The sound
excited me so much, my own rod was begging for attention. I massaged his
powerful calf muscles. Ryan grabbed my hair again and began fucking my face.
As his pace increased, Ryan stuck more and more of his boy meat down my
throat. He began to chant under his breath.

"Oh...oh yeah...dude this is great! Oh dude...bro...I'm gonna come so hard...so hard!"

Luckily for me, I caught a few glimpses of the expression on his face and
burned them into my memory. His eyes were closed and his mouth was hanging
open. His pretty white teeth were noticeable from my view and his toned
chest was heaving.

I ran my tongue around his shaft as best I could. My saliva and his pre-cum
made it almost as soft as the palms of his hands. With every other thrust, I
felt his ball sac slap my chin. My hands slid up and down his backside,
stopping every so often to squeeze his firm cheeks. When I wasn't there, I
would tickle his balls with one hand and jerk off with the other. It was
hard to keep from cumming too soon, but somehow I managed. Ryan's skin was
becoming warm and clammy. His crotch had a pungent smell that I'll never
forget. All the while, Ryan moaned, pumping my face with his skater prick.

Ryan began to clench his ass and after a few moments of steady humping, he
pulled the belt violently. His skater shaft was totally jammed down my
throat. Even if the belt wasn't choking me, my nose was pressed so tightly
against his pubes I probably couldn't have breathed anyway. With each
shutter of his tight little body, he let out a gentle sigh or `uh' of
relief. The sound sent shivers through my body.

Just in the nick of time, Ryan let me go. I fell back on the floor and
fought to catch my breath. I never even tasted Ryan's creamy skater jizz as
he had shoved his tool so far down my throat. Ryan wasn't finished. He
jumped back on top of me and grabbed the belt. He began to kiss my chest and
nibble at my nipples. As I sat back and regained myself, Ryan picked up his
skater shoe and pushed it into my face. I tried to move away, but every time
I did, he pressed his knee into my crotch. The pressure of his knee on my
junk made my head spin. He played with me this way for a couple of minutes.
With each tug of the belt, I was rewarded with the sight of his arm muscles
swelling under their smooth young skin, not to mention a suffocating grip
around the neck. With each squeeze, it was like Ryan was pumping more blood
out of my head and into my prick.

"Come on Chris, doesn't it smell good? Don't you like my skater shoes?" Of
course I loved it! Ryan was the hottest boy I had ever known and now he was
making me his bitch. Ryan collapsed on top of me again and starting humping.
My dick was begging for attention. My mouth was still filled with the taste
of Ryan's supple penis and I wanted even more. I couldn't believe that a
twelve-year-old could have such a fierce sex drive. Then, my thoughts of
ecstasy were interrupted.

"Get up homes! Take off your shorts and lean over the side of the couch.
Today, brother, today!" Ryan commanded me with a voice that erupted from his
proudly displayed and well-tanned chest.

"And what if I don't punk-ass?" As if I didn't already know, Ryan pulled the
belt tighter, guiding me toward the couch. "All right man! Just stop that
shit. You're gonna bust my Adam's apple!" Ryan snickered.

I laid there as he said. Not until now realizing how exposed I was. Ryan
came up and laid on top of me. His cock was hard again and this time it was
pressing between my butt cheeks. Oh no, I didn't even think about what I was
doing. And without a warning, Ryan pumped his boyhood right into my tight
hole. I laid there and relaxed as best I could. His warm tight body weighed
down on me like the weight of the world. His warmth mixed with my own made
me very uncomfortable. His nipples scraping and his breath boiling down on
my back were annoying. And yet, Ryan managed to make it all feel good. It
wasn't just raw sex. Ryan loved me and I wanted to please him no matter how
bad it hurt.

Soon enough I got used to the feeling of being violated. My ass felt like it
was more full than it could ever possibly be. I was beginning to love it and
it felt really good. It turns out that this was the only thing better than
fucking Ryan myself. As these thoughts ran through my mind, Ryan once again
released his seed and collapsed on top of me. After a few minutes of
panting, Ryan's prick softened and he slid up to my ear. A gentle tickling
from his breath brought me back from the depths of my imagination.

"I love you bro." And he kissed the back of my neck. I loved this boy to
death and that is why I had to get him back!

TO BE CONTINUED...