Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2007 22:22:03 +0000 From: Bar Bel Subject: Train to Love The boy sat in the train seat opposite me with his legs akimbo. His blond hair fell over his eyes, and I thought I could see him sneaking the odd glance at me, first at my face and then travelling down to my crotch. He was wearing a pair of tight yellow shorts, and I had on a pair of tight blue denims. He was about 13, I was just 15. My gaze moved up his smooth legs to his crotch where there was a promising bulge. As the train rocked, he spread his legs, and I could see he was wearing white briefs underneath. I slowly let my hand drift down to my crotch, resting it idly along my thigh. I risked a glance at his face and found his clear blues eyes fixed on mine. He didn't break the gaze, and then he looked down at his own crotch. As he did so, he closed his legs and stretched them out, accentuating the now growing bulge. His legs were lightly tanned and hairless, beautifully shaped, with slim thighs. He sat up straight and spread them again. I fixed my eyes on the bulge of his cock and balls tightly held in the vee between his legs. He responded by gently stroking it and lifting up his right leg so that I could also see the curve of his buttocks underneath him, and the thin strip of material between his legs. He looked back at me and then at my own crotch, where my cock was also growing along the inside of my leg. The he lifted his gaze to mine again and raised his eyebrows. I smiled and nodded. "My name's David," he said, answering my smile with a knowing one of his own. "John," I replied. He leaned forward. "Want to see more? he asked. I nodded, speechless. "Get off at the next stop, and we can go back to my place - my parents are out for the day," he said, and grinned. I walked behind him as we got off the train and went through the ticket barrier feasting my eyes on his glorious little bum. It was small and tight, and his shorts finished just where the buttocks merged into the thighs, allowing the merest hint of what was hidden. It was a short walk to his home, and we covered the ground quickly, grinning at each other in the knowledge of what we were about to do. We went straight up to his bedroom. He walked in first and turned to face me, hands on his slim hips, legs apart, and cock sticking straight up in his shorts. I stopped and looked at him, and as I did so he moved towards me and put his hand on my cock through my jeans and began to stroke it. I pulled him to me, and put my arms round him and put my hands on his arse, kneading his firm young buttocks. Then I hooked my thumbs into the band of his shorts and slid them down his legs. He was indeed wearing a tiny pair of white briefs with a healthy bulge in the front as his cock pushed out the cotton. He grinned at the expression on my face as I took all this in. "Like it?" he said. "Love it," I breathed. After a moment he pushed me away, unzipped my jeans, and pulled them down, revealing my hard on trapped in my own white pants. He went on his knees in front of me and nuzzled it with his mouth. Where did he learn all this? He moved down and licked my thighs just below the bulge of my briefs while his hand kneaded my cock and balls. He stroked my slim buttocks through the material, and I quivered with pleasure. I had never done this with anyone near my own age. Les, a friend of the family - in the 50s and 60s we used to call them `Uncle'- had introduced me to the pleasures of mutual wanking and he had also sucked my hard young cock since I was about nine years old - he too, loved to stroke and fondle my bum, and I loved to feel it. He took such joy in looking at my young body wearing just briefs that it had transmitted itself to me. Indeed, I had dug out an old pair of swimming trunks that I had worn when I was 11 and squeezed into them for him. Often in the school changing rooms I had looked hungrily at my mates' young bodies and hairless limbs in their bikini briefs and realised why Les liked it so much. And it was doubly difficult when the gym teacher occasionally made us all have a shower. I saw all those young cocks and longed to play with them as Les played with mine. I never thought of us as queer. Indeed Les, who was married, used to get us both hard often by talking of girls, and I was only attracted to girl-like boys with little or no pubic hair and clean limbs and bodies. I used to turn Les on by tucking my cock between my legs and pulling my pants up tight so I looked like a girl. Now I was 15 many of my classmates had body hair and were growing muscular body, and these had no attraction for me, but there were still some, like myself who had smooth bodies like this 13-year-old in front of me. Now was my chance to touch as well as look. I put my hands behind him on his buttocks, like Les did to me, and stroked them gently through his pants. I pulled him towards me and he rubbed his cotton- covered cock in my face. I licked round the outline of his cock and felt it harden even more. It straightened up and the tip stuck out of the top of his pants. I got him to spread his legs and put my hand underneath him, stroking his balls through the gusset of his pants. At the same time I leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock. It tasted slightly of salt and throbbed as I pulled the front of his pants down and took it fully into my mouth. It was about four or five inches long with a slight upturn at the end. I moved my mouth up and down on it and he sighed slightly and bent his knees to start fucking my mouth. I savoured every inch of it as it slid backwards and forwards between my lips. But I didn't want him to come yet, so I gently slowed him down and turned him round to feast my eyes on his cotton-encased backside. His buttocks were like two almost perfect half globes, with the triangle of white pants tight around them. I touched where the top of the thighs meet the buttocks and stroked upwards. I remembered what Les liked me to do and whispered to him to bend over with his legs apart. Now I could see why Les loved it so much! I pressed my face into his backside and kissed and licked him through the cotton. Then I got him to close his legs, still bent over and marvelled at the wonderful sight as the pants went into the crack of his arse. Now was the time for unveiling. I reached round and slowly pulled the briefs down, revealing his beautiful bottom in all its glory. I couldn't resist it. I had never done this either - I had never been with anyone so young - but I spread his buttocks to see his lovely little pink hole. I looked at it for a moment and it seemed to wink at me. Then I moved forward and thrust my tongue into it, licking it and his perineum with relish. He squirmed with delight and pushed back towards me as I reached round and held his cock. After some moments of this he turned and joined me on the bed. "I want to play with you, too," he whispered, and reached for my cock through my pants. It felt a bit like Les, but the touch wasn't so assured, and it thrilled me even more I kicked the jeans from my feet. He continued to play with my cock through my pants as he nuzzled my stomach. My cock grew harder, and he lifted himself up and licked the tip as it pushed through the leg of my pants. I moaned as he pushed them to one side and took as much of my cock as he could into his mouth and started to move up and down on it. As he did so, he put his hand between my legs and stroked that sensitive spot under the balls, and started to push the flimsy material into my arse. I wriggled and tried to impale myself on his finger. "You like that, don't you?" he said, and I nodded wordlessly. "Will you let me fuck you?" he asked as he stroked up and down the crack of my arse. I wasn't too sure about this, because although Les had often put his finger in my bum, and I had loved it, I had never been fucked. Also, I wasn't sure whether this wasn't a bit queer - perhaps an odd thought to have by this time! Then he clinched it. "You can do me afterwards if you like, as long as you take it steady. I've only been fucked once before" he said. "OK - but I've never been fucked at all," I said. "What do you want me to do?" This was a 15-year-old asking for sex advice from a 13- year-old, and I wondered where and when he had been fucked and who by. "Turn over, and I'll get you ready." he said. I quickly turned over and felt his hands travel up the back of my thighs to the curve of my buttocks and then under my pants onto my bum. He started to pull my pants down, always one of my favourite acts of the session, and revealed my own slim bum to his gaze. He spread my legs and stroked my backside for a moment, and then I felt his warm breath on my crack. He pulled my cheeks apart and licked up and down the crack before putting his tongue in my hole. I writhed as he gave my arse a good licking, lubricating it for what was to come. His cock was only short, but it was quite fat, and I had never had anything bigger than a finger up there. After a while he put his hands on my pelvis and motioned me to move up onto my knees. There was a pause and I felt him move off the bed for a moment. I stayed where I was, tingling anticipation of what we were about to do. It was so rude, kneeling there with my arse in the air! He was back in a moment, and I suddenly felt a cool pressure at my hole. "Don't worry, it's Vaseline," he said, as he pushed a finger into me. "Relax and flex as if you were going to fart, it makes it easier." I did what I was told, and his finger slid in easily. He pushed it in and out for a while as I relaxed even more and started to enjoy it. Now was the time for his cock, and I couldn't wait! He moved up behind me and I felt him rub his cock up and down my crack. I wriggled back against it because it felt so good, and all of a sudden it was at my entrance, and I could feel that lovely soft-hard sensation as his helmet pushed at me. It was painful at first. I flexed as I had been told, and felt the knob end slip past my tight outer ring. Another explosion of pain and then came a most wonderful feeling. Slowly, my arse opening up for him, he pushed firmly but gently forward, and I felt his lovely cock slide up me until his thighs were against mine. I heard him groan and he grabbed my pelvis and pulled me back towards him. Then, slowly at first, he started to speed up. There was still a little pain but as I got used to it I started to enjoy it more than anything I had ever done before. There I was on my hands and knees arse up in the air with a young boy's cock driving in and out of my hole - forbidden fruit! He reached round me to take hold of my rock-hard cock and rub it as he thrust into me. I was in heaven, and very close to coming, and so was he, judging by the noise he made and the speed of his thrusts up my now-yielding arse. Sure enough he suddenly gasped loudly and groaned as he fell forward over my back, and I felt his cock expanding and contracting deep inside me, as his helmet seemed to fill me up with spurts of come. That set me off, and I had the biggest orgasm I had had to date, spurting my young come all over the bedspread. He continued thrusting for a few moments as we both came down from our climaxes, and then we fell sideways onto the bed, he still curled around my backside with his hand on my cock. I knelt back for a moment and looked at him stretched out there in all his naked glory. The light tan on his body was only relieved by a triangular white patch round his crotch. I asked him how he got away with sunbathing in such skimpy clothes and he told me with a smile he sneaked into the garden in his underpants when his parents were out. "What about the neighbours," I asked. "The only one who can see me wouldn't tell," he said. "He likes to look and touch as well, if you see what I mean. When I sunbathe I usually get a visit from him afterwards." So that's where he got his expertise! "What's he like?" I asked. "He's OK. He's quite slim, not hairy, and he loves to be fucked up the arse. He'd like you, you're just his type." "Maybe we ought to meet up," I said. "We will - but not yet. Let's have this time on our own." With that he grabbed his cock and started to wank it gently, bringing it back to its full size. I went down him and took his cock deep into my mouth, licking and sucking it. I grasped his buttocks and lifted them up, pulling them apart and searching for his little hole. He gasped with excitement as I gently brushed it. "That's it," he gulped, "It's your turn." "Turn over then," I said, and he positively spun himself over. I spread his legs and licked again up his smooth thighs to his bare arse. I parted his buttocks, found his little pink hole, and thrust my tongue into it. His arse shot upwards as he gasped with pleasure. I gave him a good reaming, enjoying the taste and feel of this gorgeous little boy. "Fuck me," he whispered. "Get me ready," I replied, and lay on my back. He lay between my thighs and started to lick my cock and balls. It was my turn to moan with pleasure. Once I was really hard he sat astride my thighs and anointed my cock liberally with the Vaseline. Then he knelt up and lubricated his little arsehole. "I need plenty of this - I've only been fucked once before," he reminded me. Then he got himself astride my cock. He took it in his right hand and lowered himself slowly onto it. I felt his little pucker nibbling at the end of my cock and then with a determined thrust he sat further down and got the first couple of inches in his arse. It felt wonderful. Gently he pushed further down and eventually had my entire cock inside him. Then he started to move up and down, sliding faster and faster until he was gasping for breath and his cock was flailing wildly up and down with his movements. I could not take much of this and called out to him that I was coming. He slowed down and then stopped. He lifted himself off me and I looked at him quizzically. "Let's do it like boy and girl - I'll be the girl," he grinned. I wasn't sure what he meant, but then he laid on his back with his legs wide apart and knees high, and I could just his little hole, slightly dilated from the attention it had already received, deep in his beautiful crack. "Get between my legs and put it in me," he urged. "I'll guide it." I rolled over between his legs and moved up his body until my cock was between his thighs and I could feel his little balls. He put his hand down between us and took hold of my cock and pulled it towards his hole. He aimed it at dead centre, then put both his hands on my arse and pulled me into him. This time it slid in easily, and he lifted his legs back and up as he frantically stroked and pulled my arse. I lifted myself up on my arms, still pumping, and looked down to see the most exquisite sight - this beautiful young boy spreadeagled beneath me, his lovely young cock sticking straight up his belly and his legs wide apart, with my cock thrusting in and out of the gorgeous curves of his arse cheeks. This was too much for me, and I told him I was about to come. "Great," he yelled, and kept going as I emptied my balls into him, flapping around like a landed fish. As I did so his own cock jerked violently and sent a stream of spunk up onto his chest and belly followed by several smaller squirts. I lay next to him gently caressing his cock and thighs as he recovered. He laid his head on my chest and gently played with my pubic hair and balls. "When are you expecting your parents back?" I asked. "Not for ages," he grinned, tweaking my cock...