Date: Mon, 13 Apr 2020 04:28:21 +0000 From: Strange writer Subject: Surprise at the Pool 15-17 This is the third installment of the Surprise series. Sorry for the delay, I was hospitalized and that didn't do wonders for my motivation to write. Also, I began writing another series which I will start to submit this week. I have received some great feedback on the first two chapters and would love to know if this story still appeals to readers, and whether I should continue to submit these chapters. Please send any feedback to strangestorywriter@protonmail.com, I love to hear from readers. This story describes sex between adults and children and is a complete figment of my imagination. All of the characters are fictional and not taken from real life in any way. If reading this type of story is illegal where you live, please stop reading. Lastly, if you enjoy reading stories on the archive, and can't imagine the archive disappearing one day, consider making a donation. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thanks, Strange Writer 15 I hadn't planned for us to be in bed so early, but Robby was dead to the world, so I allowed myself to join him in a peaceful rest. Since I sleep alone these days, it turns out that I'm a light sleeper when I share the bed. Robby, on the other hand, slept like a rock while rolling all over the bed, and frequently snuggling up to me, dropping his arm over my chest and throwing a leg over mine, pressing his frequent nocturnal boners into my side. For someone my age, I would have happily gotten up for another round in the middle of the night, but for a kid, once he's out, he's out for good. I contented myself with gently stroking my erect penis while using my other hand to trace the curves and inspect the crevices of my boy's body, until I dosed off again. I was awoken by the sound of water splashing, and as I slowly came too, noticed that the sun was up. As the sleep faded, I realized that I was hearing Robby take a piss in the bathroom, since he hadn't bothered to close the door. After hearing some running water (happy that he's a hand washer), he appeared at the door, still naked, messed up hair and a sleepy smile. He plodded heavily back to the bed and crawled on top of me, falling into my arms. "Good morning," I said. "Good morning," he replied, his head laying on my chest. "How did you sleep?" "Good, I didn't wake up all night," he answered, picking his head up to look at me. I leaned up and gave him a quick peck in the lips, "Glad to hear that, you were a big snuggle bunny all night." "I do that with anyone, I always have. No one wanted to sleep in the same bed with me when I was little because I was all over the place!" "Well I kind of like having my naked boy snuggle up and rub himself against me. I wanted to wake you up and start playing." Robby looked at me a made a small laugh, then gave me his sexy bitten lip smile. "I'd like that, but I'm kind of sore," he answered and touched his bare butt. "Turn around and let me look," I told him. Robby spun around and presented himself on all fours, giving me a backside view of his balls pulled up to his body and his thin noodle hanging limply down in front of them. I grabbed his chubby cheeks and gently pulled them apart, exposing his bullseye. It look red and puffy, definitely in need of a break. "Run into the bathroom and grab the tube of lotion," I instructed. Robby scrambled down and ran quickly to the bathroom, returning with ship provided toiletry. I sat up and patted the bed beside me, "Assume the position," I jokingly commanded. Robby jumped back onto the bed and resumed his all-fours stance. I squirted some of the lotion onto my fingers, then using the other hand, pried his butt open. Then I gently applied some of the cheap lotion causing Robby to purr. "This isn't perfect, but it will help soothe it a little. We can take a break from any backdoor use for a little while," I told him, then ran my hand down over his taint, over his balls and gave his dick a few gentle strokes, causing him to harden. "I wish that we could spend all day together," I said as I continued a slow wank of his now hard cock, "we could order breakfast in the room and eat naked, hang around like this and then when we get in the mood, play around some more." "I'm in the mood," Robby looked over his shoulder at me and gave a naughty smile, my stroking having a direct effect on his horniness. This caused me to immediately spring an erection, which didn't go unnoticed by Robby. He surprised me by taking the lead, disengaging from my hand, spinning around and pushing on my shoulders to encourage me to lay back. He then grabbed onto my cock for a few strokes before leaning over and taking the head into his small mouth. I let out a sigh and relaxed under the slow suckjob that Robby began with, licking around the head, then slowly taking the shaft into his mouth, using lots of tongue the whole journey. He started taking me deeper into his mouth, causing a brief gag when I touched the entrance to his throat. "Take it easy, you don't need to deep throat me," I told him as he backed off my dick to regain his composure. "What's that?" he asked, continuing to stroke me absentmindedly. "It's where you let the penis slide into your throat, but you have to train yourself not to gag, and that's a long process. What you do now is just fine for me," I explained. Robby took that information, then plunged back down onto my penis, stopping short of his gag reflex. He took to his task with renewed vigor, sliding his lips up and down my prick at a speedier pace. His hand was wrapped around the base of my cock, but remained motionless, so I wrapped my hand around his and encouraged a jerking motion. Robby took to this immediately, timing his strokes to his sucking and sending chills straight from my balls up my spine. This sent me crashing toward a fast orgasm, and I warned him, "I'm about to cum." My blood rose quickly when Robby redoubled his efforts on my cock, rubbing and sucking with gusto. I cried out as my orgasm hit and my jizz shot out into Robby's sucking mouth. He was trying to catch the cum, but it was mostly spilling out around the side of my cock. Robby lifted his face when I was done squirting and had cum all around his mouth. When he was upright, he swallowed what little was left in his mouth, actually taking some in from his lips. He winced, but otherwise didn't complain. "God, it's so sexy when you swallow my cum," I said. Robby just smiled, streaks of jizz running down his chin. I ran my hand over his chin and mouth, spreading the cum around, "You look like a glazed donut!" I laughed, "hold on, I'll clean you up," I told him, getting up and wetting a washcloth in the bathroom. When I returned, Robby was reclined on the bed, his prick sticking straight up as he slowly stroked. I began wiping his face, and a couple of drops that had dripped onto his chest. Then I ran the cool washcloth up his balls and replaced his hand for a few strokes of his little cock, eliciting a shiver and giggle. I discarded the washcloth, leaned over and took his smooth pecker between my lips causing Robby to let out a sigh. My hands roamed all over his big belly and soft chest, it was always thrilling to me to have total access to his beautiful body. Then I focused my caresses on his lower abdomen, the v off of his stomach, the pudgy shelf that formed where his underwear would squeeze him down, and the silky smooth area above his cock where he would shortly show signs of puberty. This was accompanied by my lips pistoning quickly on his cock while swirling my tongue around the shaft and head, able to cover so much of him at one time with my adult tongue on his small prick. Robby was panting rapidly and alternating between holding the hand that was caressing him and the back of my head, Finally he grabbed my head with both hands and began thrusting hard up into my waiting mouth. I decided to help him along by massaging his perineum, then lowering my fingers to tease the outside of his well-fucked hole. This sensation seemed to send him over the edge as he ended a few rapid slams into my face by holding me in place while his penis flexed against the roof of my mouth, and my tastebuds were hit with the sweet nectar that was the product of his newly arrived wet orgasms. I smacked my lips as I released him when he got too sensitive, savoring the taste of one of a boy's first cums. It was so exciting to bring that joy to him. This was all so hot to me that my own penis had stiffened, but it would have to wait for another time. I inched up Robby's body, leaving kisses along the way and licking his cute inny belly button and twirling my tongue around his tiny, erect nipples and sucking on his last remnants of boy boobs that had all but disappeared this summer, finally arriving at his waiting lips. I leaned in for a quick peck, but Robby latched on to me, mashing our lips together as he hooked his hands behind my head, holding me to him as we introduced tongues to our lip lock. Robby even released one hand to reach down and stroke me as we carried on, feeling to me like a deep expression of our passion for each other. We finally slowed down, ending with a few small kisses before I moved to Robby's side and lay down exhausted by our morning wake up shenanigans. Robby kept his hold on my prick, and rolled so that his head was laying on my chest, looking down at his handiwork. "I think that your penis is beautiful," he offered after a few minutes, causing my dick to jump and Robby to giggle. "What do you like about it?" I asked, so surprised by his declaration. "Well," he pushed himself up onto his elbow so that he could look at me while he spoke, then would look back at my shaft as he referred to it, "I love how hard it gets, but it's soft on the outside, I like the squishy top," he rubbed his hand over the head to demonstrate, "and the way that the top is separate from the rest. And I like the stuff that leaks out before you cum." He worked some precum out of the slit and spread it around my glans, then licked the remaining bit off of his thumb. What a sight to see a boy sucking his thumb, and knowing that it is to savor the taste of your precum. It sent a shiver down my spine. "It makes me super excited that you like it," I told him, "I'm so happy that we found each other," I added as I pulled him into a hug. Robby sighed and melted into me. "Me too," he replied contentedly. We lay like that for a few minutes, then I looked at the clock and realized that we needed to move toward getting Robby back to his room. Since his only clothes were the dress clothes from last night, he was going to have a "walk of shame" feel to him as he made his way home, so the earlier the better to avoid too many prying eyes. I hadn't thought things through when I requested his outfit. "Ok buddy, lets hop in the shower, we need to get you moving." Robby groaned, but rolled off of me and stood up, walking to the bathroom. My perverted eyes zeroed in on his smooth butt, remembering my cock plunging between those fleshy cheeks, as he plodded away from me. I sat up and followed the delicious sight into the bathroom to start the shower. We were forced to keep things moving at a decent clip as we washed up, but still found time for hugs, kisses, and even a gentle ass-lick to see if all was clean back there. Robby let me dry him off like a little boy, something that held so much appeal for me, pampering and stroking his soft body as he purrs under my attention. We finally finished up, and Robby was forced to put on his wrinkled suit from the night before. I had him just go commando, since his undies hadn't survived our fucking in the best condition. He did look like a mini hung over businessman stumbling home from the bars. "What's on the agenda for today?" I asked. "We're going to see some caves when we go ashore," he said, "I'd rather just hang out on the boat." "That's my plan. Maybe we can get together again tonight?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. I got a funny feeling when Robby wouldn't make eye contact for a second, "what's up, buddy?" "I was just thinking that maybe I'd like to actually do the sleep under tonight," he said looking away from me. "Of course, Robby, we don't have to do this every day. You should have fun." He looked back at me, "I need to tell you something," he started, not reassuring me at all, "I made a friend at the kids club yesterday, and that's why I want to go." "That's great!" I answered, "you should have friends to play with while you're here, have a good time." "Well, the thing is, he's a boy who likes boys too, like me," he said, "so it's kind of like what we do." Now the pieces were coming together, "How do you know this?" "He told me that his soccer coach bf's him." "What?" "Like we do, he bf's him, in the butt, and he likes it like I do. And he's 13 so he has a pretty big penis. I got to see it yesterday. It's nice." "How did that come about?" I asked "We were the only people in the teen part of the kids club yesterday, and after we figured out that we both liked boys, we acted like we had to go to the bathroom, and I got to taste him." "Wow!" I was shocked that he had kept this from me, "were you afraid to tell me?" "I didn't know what to say, I didn't want you to think that I didn't want to be with you," he said as he leaned in and wrapped his arms around me. I tilted his chin up so that he was looking in my eyes, "Baby, this is what I was talking about yesterday morning, you're bound to want to be with other people, and that's ok, even if it eventually causes us to not be as close. But that's not this, this is the fun that boys can have together, and you should live it up!" He smiled at me, "Ok, sorry that I kept a secret." "I hope that you'll kiss and tell the next time that I see you!" I laughed, "although you also know that you don't have to tell me anything, right?" "Right," he said, and laid his head on my chest. "Ok, sexy," I said, turning him and swatting his butt, "time to get back to your room." As we reached the door, I brought him in for a quick kiss, "I'll see you soon, ok? Have fun today." "I will," he replied. I opened the door and looked both ways, no one was in the hall, so Robby shuffled out and with a small wave was on his way. 16 I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't disappointed that I wouldn't see Robby today. That said, I fully understood and supported his desire to spend time with other kids. And it wasn't like I was hard up, I'd had more sex in the last 48 hours I'd had over a whole week the rest of my life! Plus it would be good to recover, especially for Robby (although he may not have had recovery in mind with his new friend!) I decided to get a workout in, then showered and had breakfast. We had pulled into port during the morning, and since it was to a dock, I decided to go ashore and explore around. It was a typical Caribbean port with the usual chain jewelry shops and touristy restaurants, so I headed further inland to explore around, and finally found a slightly more authentic restaurant to have lunch and a drink. I sat people watching for awhile, thoroughly enjoying myself and the beautiful weather. Finally I decided to pack up and head back to the ship. A swim was sounding good to me, so I worked my way back into the port area and headed down the dock to reboard the ship. I must have gotten into range of the ships WiFi, because my phone started buzzing. I took it out to see what it was and saw a message in the disappearing text app that Sophia used, but it wasn't from her number. "Hi! My name is Brian, I'm a friend of Robby's. He thought that I should get in touch with you, are you free to meet?" the message read. My heart sank, but I had to give up my phone to go through security. The only thing that I could think was that Robby had told someone about us, and I was being summoned to confess to my crimes. I grabbed my belongings and hustled back to my room, although it did occur to me that if someone was after me, they'd probably be at my room. Luckily the coast seemed clear, and I locked myself in, contemplating the next move. I took out my phone and reread the message. Finally I decided to respond, figuring that silence wasn't going to help me, "How did you get my number?" I asked. "Sophia gave it to me, Robby asked her," came the quick reply, "you don't have to be scared, I'm not after anything bad," he continued I debated trying to contact Sophia, but felt that this circle was big enough. I didn't want to have a long discussion over text, so reluctantly I agreed to meet him at the same out of the way coffee spot that I had met Robby in the day before. His description was of a kid, 5'2" 105 pounds with light brown longer hair. He told me what he was wearing, so it seemed that we would find each other. Our meet up was in about an hour. Not wanting to approach a lone boy in the restaurant, I got down there plenty early and took a table far away from any activity and proceeded to wait, not knowing what was headed my way. I sipped a latte and waited. Right at the agreed upon time, a figure approached the entrance to the restaurant who seemed to be the right size. As they got closer, there was no question that this was the kid, and he was a stunner. He wore board shirts and a grey t shirt, flip flops and around his neck he wore what I knew as a puka bead necklace like they used to wear in the 70s. His brown hair was sun streaked and long, hanging over his ears and easily touching the color of his shirt. It was long enough in the front that he had to part it to keep it out of his eyes. He was lithe and athletic, with strong sinewy arms and coltish legs. He saw me right away and drew a big relaxed smile then headed my way. He moved with an easy confidence as he made his way across the restaurant. "Hi uncle Lucas," he announced cheerily as he hit the table and took a seat. "Hi, Brian," I played along, "nice to see you." He sat looking at me with his somewhat goofy grin, looking half amused and half the cat with the canary. "What can I do for you today," I finally broke the ice. "It's more what you can do to me," he laughed quietly, "Robby told me about you, and I have been missing some things since we left home. It sounded like we might be able to help each other." "What kind of things have are you missing?" I asked. "I miss my friend, he's more your age, and I really miss our time together." I didn't like having this conversation in such a public place, and even though I was worried about the consequences, I whispered, "Do you have some free time that you can go to my room and we can talk?" "Sure, let's go," he replied. We left the restaurant and Brian followed a step behind me as we made our way to my room. I turned periodically and he would give me his relaxed smile, this wasn't an uptight kid. As we walked along, the only sound in the hall was his flip flops hitting his heels. When we got to the room, I let us in and Brian walked in first, took a quick look around, then dropped himself onto his back across the bed. "Make yourself at home," I joked sarcastically. "Ok," he answered, then put his thumbs into his waistband and started shimmying his suit as if to take it off with a smirk. "Easy kiddo," I said, "let's just talk." Brian put on a fake pouty expression and pulled his pants back up. "So, let's start at the beginning, my name is Doug Lucas," I extended my hand and Brian sat up. "Brian Stevens," he announced, reaching out for the handshake and smiling as he gave me an exaggerated pump. His fingers were long, but his hands were still a boys, smaller and delicate in my rougher, bigger grip. "So, tell me a little about yourself and how we found ourselves here," I prompted. "Well, I'm from Jacksonville, I live with my mom, don't see my my dad, no brothers and sisters," he started. "I ended up here because I'm gay and I like men. I've been obsessed with what was inside men's pants since I was a little kid. I finally wandered online with a new webcam, and learned some things from other gay boys about what feels good to do, and how to stick things up my butt, which I liked," he added with his goofy smile. "Finally last year my travel soccer coach started giving me rides home as a favor to my mom. One thing led to another, and next thing you know I'm learning to suck his big cock. We moved pretty rapidly to fucking from there. I loved it, so we do it almost every day. I'm free to roam because my mom works, so my coach takes me to his house most days and we screw around until it's time to get me home before my mom gets there." That was a lot to digest, "And what do you see happening here?" I asked. "Well, Robby told me what you guys do together, and I thought that maybe you could spread some of that around. I'm so used to having sex every day that I feel like I'm jumping out of my skin without it." "I'm not super excited that Robby brought me up to you, it could have gotten me in a lot of trouble." "You don't have to worry, we both spotted a gay boy when we met. He was giving me a blowjob 30 minutes after we met," he tried to reassure me, "we're different than straight kids. Normal kids think about tits all of the time, and are suspicious of strange men. Gay kids only stare at the guys crotch and wonder what's in there; how hard does it get, how long is it, does he have a lot of hair? We want you to play with us, we're not going to run tell mommy that a stranger talked to me," he finished in a baby voice. This kid was a lot to take. I wasn't used to such a self-assured and experienced boy, but on some level I liked it. Even though he was older and a lot more developed than Robby, he was still sexy as hell. All long muscle and tight ass. I could definitely be in worse situations. "Ok, so you want to screw around with me, how do you propose we get started?" I asked. Brian responded by standing up and pulling his t shirt over his head. His torso matched the rest of him, tight chest, beautiful quarter sized nipples, and a somewhat defined six pack. He had a prominent "v" that ran down into his swim trunks, which were noticeably tented by a pretty big cock. "Wow, you're sexy kiddo," slipped out of my lips involuntarily, "let's see what else you've got," I tried to take charge. Brian kicked off his flip flops and returned to his waistband, again shimmying his trunks down vs untying his suit. He revealed a stark tan line as he made progress on his shorts, ghost white compared to his tanned body. Finally his suit caught on his erect penis, pulling it down until I could see the base of his dick, revealing a smattering of pubic hairs above his cock. As he pulled harder, his prick sprang up, almost against his body, proud in its five inches of glory, and impossibly hard. Unlike Robby, he had the veiny thicker shaft of a grown man, but his size and lack of hair showed his lack of maturity and made it a tasty looking morsel. Brian dropped his suit the rest of the way and kicked it off, and I motioned for him to come toward where I was was seated. As he got within arms reach, I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him to me. My head was lined up with his neck, so I brought my lips to the side of his neck, as he raised his head to give me access and let out a sigh as I kissed and sucked on his exposed skin. At the same time I reached down and gently ran my fingertips along the length of his erection, sending a shiver up his spine. Then I took hold of the rigid shaft and stroked while running my thumb over his circumcised glans, milking out a thin layer of pre-cum. I broke off the kiss from his neck to being my thumb to my mouth and taste the sweet adolescent nectar. I began exploring him with my lips, licking and sucking my way down to his hard nipples, sucking on each nubbin in turn while Brian cradled my head. As I sucked, my hands roamed over his strong back then down onto his ass, rubbing his muscular glutes and dipping my finger into his crack, grazing his hole. When my lips roamed down to his abs, I ran my hands over his washboard and dipped my tongue into his belly button and all around his pubis down to his light coving of hair at the base of his penis. Finally I moved down to my prize. His cock was gorgeous, five inches of steely hardness, about one and a half fingers wide, topped with a smooth, spongy pink glans. His balls were large and loose in his sack, which I stroked lightly in my hand. I licked the front of his cock from ballsack to tip, then pulled it down to take the head into my mouth. Brian groaned as I sunk all of the way down onto him, actually taking the tip into my throat. It had been a lot of years since I'd done that, but I was able to hold off my gag reflex. Brian groaned at that, It apparently wasn't his normal treatment. I then went to work on him, taking the head out of my mouth to lick around the spongy glans, before taking him back fully to the root. "Fuck that feels good! " he exclaimed as I continued to bob on his root, running my hands over his entire body, even bringing a finger around to tease his pucker, moist with sweat. "When you're ready, just let it go," I said after taking his dick out of my mouth. I had a feeling that he needed to get rid of some pent up sexual energy, then we could settle in for some leisurely fun. "Oh, yeah," he answered, "it's coming soon." He started moving his hips and fucking into my face, slamming his pubic bone into my nose, a move that I was used to from Robby. I thought that if he liked to be fucked, he might like a finger in his butt, so I slurped on my index finger alongside his cock, then brought the wetted finger to his pucker. It only took a small twist and slight pressure and he opened up for me, letting my finger sink into his squishy rectum. "Oh, oh," he squeaked as my finger found his button. He responded by increasing his pace, really fucking his cock between my lips now. "It's coming!" he announced, "I'm going to cum," he added breathlessly, "uh, uh, yes!" He took two more strokes into me, than held my head to him, his cock buried inside me and unloaded six quick shots of watery, sweet cum. I was caught off guard by the amount, having only sucked down Robby's tiny loads lately, that I wasn't able to keep up and some dribbled out of my mouth. Brian continued to hold tight, pressing his pubic bone against my face as he grimaced through his orgasm. Finally his whole body relaxed, as he loosened his grip on me and slumped forward, hanging around my neck for balance as his magnificent prick slid out of my lips. I helped him down into my lap, and placed my finger under his chin, bringing our lips into contact. He had no problem sinking into a passionate kiss, regardless of the traces of his load in my mouth and running down my chin. Our tongues battled as I held him tight, my hands roaming all over his tight body, savoring his smooth skin. "That was so good," he said as we broke the kiss, "my coach never lets me pound into him like that, he always gags." I took some pride in my skills, nice to leave the kid with something to miss about me. "It was nice for me too," I told him, "you have one sweet cock!" I gave him a little pat on his side, "let me grab a drink," I said, encouraging him to slide off of my lap onto the chair. I grabbed a soda and returned to find Brian lounging with one leg over the arm of the chair, leaning back with his junk completely out on display. He was still wearing his necklace, and nothing else. He was gorgeous. So different from Robby, but for me, just as exciting. The bed and chair were very close in my small room, so I plunked down onto the bed just across from Brian. "I really needed that," Brian said, "five minutes with Robby isn't enough for me." "I figured that was the case. I hope that I didn't wear you out for the day. How long do you have?" "I've got as long as I want. My mom could give a shit where I'm at," he answered. "Why don't you join me then," I smiled at him as I patted the bed beside me. Brian jumped up and plopped his naked ass down on the bed beside me. I wrapped him in my arms and lay back, pulling him on top of me, his lips seeking mine again as we fell. I stroked up and down his back before reaching further to knead his asscheeks. I was hard as a rock, and thrusting my shorts covered cock up against the naked boy. Surprisingly I began to feel something rubbing back against me and realized that Brian had already regained his erection. Brian slid off to my side and reached down to find my cock through my nylon jogging shorts. While still attached to my lips, he found and stroked the length of my dick through the shorts, sending shivers up my spine and quickly causing a wet spot to seep through the fabric. Brian broke off the kiss and wiggled his way down until he was rubbing his face against my prick through the nylon, then grabbed onto my waistband and worked the the shorts off of my ass and let my prick spring free. He pulled them all of the way off of my feet and kneeled on the floor between my legs which were dangling off of the end of the bed. He reached up and started stroking my bare cock, giving a hell of a hand job. "You've got a nice cock," he said, "it's so big." I was only average, so I must have his soccer coach beat. He held it against his cheek, making it look huge as it covered almost his whole face. He pulled it up from my body and licked the head, tasting my precum and smacking his lips. He then sunk down onto my dick, slowly taking in inch by inch, sending a tingle from my balls up my spine. He backed up by an inch twice on the way down, but resumed his plunge each time until I felt the head of my cock breach his throat. With a slurping and gurgling noise, he took the rest of my penis into his throat, burying his nose in my pubic hair. The feeling was incredible as his throat contracted around the head of my cock. The sight of my whole dick disappearing into his mouth was one of the biggest turn ons in my life. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed as he reached the root and slowly pulled back, my dick looking like some magic trick as the entire tool reappeared from his small mouth. He pulled all of the way off and smiled at me as he stroked my prick. I reached down and stroked his hair, "Holy shit," I said, "that was a surprise!" "I'm pretty good at sucking cock," he announced confidently, "I love a big hard dick," he added before sinking back down onto me, stopping short of his throat and beginning to bob his head, slurping and licking around my shaft. I reached down to grab his arm, encouraging him back onto the bed. He broke contact with my dick and brought himself up beside me. I encouraged him to continue around until he was straddling my head in a 69 position before he went back to work on my penis. His beautiful cock was again steel hard and staring me in the face. I bent the shaft forward and brought the head to my lips, savoring the smooth spongy texture and sweet taste for the second time that day. As I sucked, I massaged his big loose balls, then traced my fingertips up his taint before reaching further above me and spreading his cheeks, getting my first view of his hole. It was darker than Robby's, with somewhat bruised looking color. I guess this was how a well used hole looks after awhile. I wondered how many times he had been fucked. At least I knew that he was the instigator. I released his dick and pulled his ass closer to my face. He smelled of soap and sweat and I tentatively touched the area just below his hole with my tongue. Not experiencing any unpleasantness , I took the plunge and took a few licks of his sweaty hole, tasting smooth skin and the slight coppery taste of boy ass. "Holy shit, you're licking my asshole," he said, shock in his voice. "No one has done that for you before?" I asked. "No way, that's fucking sweet!" He answered. I loved the idea that I was able to give this very experienced boy so many new sensations. I plunged back in, working my tongue around the moist rim of his anus before boring my tongue into the center of his hole, pulling at the sides of his asshole with my fingertips to allow my tongue some room past his outer sphincter as he opened up for me. It was time to work more on opening him up, so I reached across the bed where I had a small bottle of lube sitting. I covered my fingers with the slippery substance before spreading some around his rim and sliding my index finger to the hilt in one push. This caused Brian to stop sucking for a second and lay his head on my groin, letting out a groan as he continued to stroke my cock. He accepted the finger so easily that I brought my middle finger in to join the first. Brian was able to take the full length of both fingers with barely a grunt. I went to work fucking him with my fingers, with no resistance from his hole. His balls were dangling in my face, and I couldn't resist bringing each grape-sized nut into my mouth one at a time before bathing the whole sack with my tongue from taint to the root of his cock. Brian was moaning and squirming, and I had to reintroduce my cock back to his lips as he had stopped sucking in his ecstasy. He went right back to task, bobbing quickly and sending waves of pleasure up from my penis. It didn't take long for him to be loose enough to take my cock, so I gently slid him off of me and turned him around to give him another kiss. "How do you want to do it?" I asked, knowing that an experienced boy would have a preference. "I want to be on my back, I want see you fuck me," he told me, causing my already rock hard prick to twitch. He lay on his back and pulled his knees up to his chest, giving me a nice view of his open pucker with his sack hanging above and his prick pulsing with his heartbeat. I kneeled between his legs and lubed up my cock. Brian looked up at me with dreamy eyes and stroked his cock while he waited. I scooted forward and leaned down onto my left hand, guiding my dick with my right until I made contact with his loose ring, making circles against the hole with my glans. "You ready?" I asked breathlessly. "Yeah, go slow," he answered. I didn't think that would be a problem, since I had quickly grown accustom to fucking Robby who I imagined required much more prep than this teen boy. I decided to get a better angle, and grabbed a pillow to put under his ass, tilting his pelvis up to line his asshole up with my penis, allowing me to lean back on my heals as I guided myself back to his welcoming anus. As I pushed forward he gave way immediately, letting out a small cry as I sunk past his outer sphincter. The wonderful mushy feeling of his rectum began squeezing my dickhead. I took ahold of his shaft as I sunk further and began to stroke his unflagging erection. When another inch sunk in Brian shut his eyes tight and lay his head to the side as he bore down to let me in. His inner sphincter took its signal from the outer and opened up for me, allowing my shaft to slide in at a steady pace into his warm tunnel. With only a couple of stops to pull back out slightly then continue, I sunk into the tight ring until I was all of the way inside him, my pubes rubbing up against his balls as I felt my own sack contact his sweaty crack. Brian opened his eyes and leaned up to look at our connection, reaching out to touch my shaft where it met his asshole. "Oh, man that's big," he said again, flattering me, "it feels like a baseball bat. It's so full!" he said loudly, the amazement in his voice. I backed up slightly, then sunk back in to the hilt, eliciting an, "Oh yeah," from Brian. Taking this as encouragement, I began to fuck him slowly, Brian grunting on each in stroke. I leaned up over the boy, his muscular body contracting as a stroked in and out, and brought my lips to his. He immediately grabbed me around the neck and pulled me down into a sloppy kiss, our tongues attacking each other, our lips feeling like they couldn't get enough contact. The passion caused me to increase my pace, until I was quickly fucking him at a pretty steady pace, feeling my balls slap against his ass. Brian broke off the kiss with a gasp and threw his head back, panting and grunting as I continued to pound into him. This fuck was coming to a head quickly, so I decided that we needed to change things up. I pulled Brian's right leg up against my chest and straddled his left leg and continued to slide into him from the side. I loved seeing his strong ass spread for me as we fucked in a scissor position, my pubic hair pounding against his perenium. Brian was alternating between wincing, smiling, moaning and even screaming, twice begging for it harder. I pulled out of him, eliciting a frustrated gasp, and brought his upper leg the rest of the way over, encouraging him to pull his knee up while he lay on his side, opening his ass to me.. I got down onto the bed behind him, found his hole with my prick and slid back home. I slowed the pace down as I wrapped him in my arms from behind, and luxuriated in a more relaxed sensual coupling, bringing my lips to the back of his neck. Brian placed his hands on top of my arms that were holding him across his chest, continuing his moans and begging as I slowly slid in and out with slow strokes. I placed my hand on his chin and brought his head around until I was able to meet his lips with mine. Kissing seemed to light a fire in Brian, and he was rotating his hips back into me to meet each thrust as our tongues battled, still grunting with each thrust. I slid my hand down his stomach until I reached his cock, finding it fully erect. Breaking off the kiss, I stated rather than asked, "You like this," as I stroked his boner. "Fuck, yeah," he responded, "I could do this forever!" I knew that I couldn't, as the sexy, fit boy's ass massaged my shaft. I rolled him toward his raised leg, bringing him to his stomach without pulling out. The angle wasn't quite right, so I pulled up on his hips and slid a pillow under his groin. Our pace had increased again and I began to pound into him, bouncing off of his strong ass. Brian was pushing back into me, raising off of the pillow and slightly onto his knees as he reached under himself and jerked his cock. "I'm close," he panted, catching me off guard, "keep going." I had no intention of stopping! We had a frantic rhythm going as my balls slapped against his taint and he rocked back into me with each thrust. He was grunting loudly with each insertion before declaring, "I'm cumming!" and I felt his ass muscles contracted around me as he unloaded onto the pillow. Brian collapsed with exhaustion and I followed him right down onto the bed, laying my weight on him as I slammed into him at a furious rate. The familiar, glorious feeling of my approaching orgasm took over my body, as I felt it rise from my balls until I took one last thrust deep into his bowels and unloaded what felt like a massive amount of semen until the spasms subsided as the last shots fired. My full weight remained over the tight teen body as I brought my lips to his cheek. Finally I rolled to the side off of him, my spent cock sliding out from his slimy rectum. "That was incredible kid," I said, my arm draped over him. He rolled underneath toward me and smiled, "So nice," he said as he snuggled into me, letting my arms wrap around him. He burrowed his head into my neck, allowing himself to be completely cocooned in my arms. After a couple of minutes, his breathing slowed and got deeper, and I realized that he had fallen asleep against me. This comfort level brought a smile to my face. I felt so contented with him in my arms that the last thing I remembered was listening to the soft sound of his breath as I drifted off to sleep. 17 I woke up to the sound of the shower turning off, and realized that I was alone in my bed. I stretched out, feeling great and relaxed after the athletic roll in the hay with Brian. A couple of minutes later he appeared in the bathroom doorway, drying his hair with a towel, the rest of him completely bare, his flaccid cock laying over his dangling balls. He gave me a big smile when he saw that I was awake. "Hey gorgeous," I said. Needing to piss, I got up out of the bed and padded over to Brian, "how are you feeling?" I asked as I approached him and leaned in for a quick kiss. "I feel awesome," he said, "I needed that so bad, I haven't fooled around for more than a week, I'm used to doing it every day." "Maybe we can do something about that," I joked, pulled him into my arms and began kissing him gently, feeling his damp, naked body against mine. What a joy to have this uninhibited boy in my room, I could stay naked here with him all day. As I broke the kiss, Brian said, "We have a little problem." Considering the situation, I felt a cold chill run up my spine, worried that it would involve someone finding out about us. "What's the matter?" I asked, trying to sound relaxed, but panic lay behind my facade. "I screwed up and fell asleep with your cum inside of me," he told me, "I know better than that, but I ended up making kind of a mess in your bed." He nodded over toward the bed, "that's why I needed a shower." A wave of relief washed over me, only a child would make such a big deal about dirty sheets. Maybe it's left over from worrying about wetting the bed. Anyway, this was not a big deal at all. "Oh sweetie," I started, "you don't have to worry about that. We'll just pull off all of the sheets and leave them in a ball. Nobody will inspect them, they'll just go to the laundry. Plus, you already made a mess of the pillow case with your cum," I reminded him. He let out a small chuckle. "Sex can be messy," I added, "sometimes you just have to deal with something a little unpleasant, but if you can realize it's not a big deal, then you can be relaxed about it." "Ok," he said, "sorry." "No reason to be sorry, the problems already solved. Plus, I like my squeaky clean boy," I threw in, running my hand down his chest and stomach and fondling his soft dick and balls, causing him to jump back and laugh. Our workout had made me hungry, and I assumed that the growing boy would feel the same. "Do you want to hang out a little, or we could get a bite to eat?" "Let's go to the buffet, my mom hates it, so we never go," he suggested. This meant that his mom wouldn't be there to see us too, "Sounds good," I said, "just let me clean up. I'll strip the bed too and leave the sheets in a pile. Maybe they'll clean the room while we're gone." I took a quick body shower. When I got out, Brian was still naked, sitting in the sole chair in my cabin. The way he carried himself with such confidence belied his need to be loved by men. It was a hugely attractive quality to me, and almost put him in charge, even when he was on the receiving end. I think if I'm honest with myself, I like boys to be boys, so I like that there is nothing "gay" about the way that he acts. I'm sure that the young girls go nuts for him. "It's painful for me to say," I addressed him, "but we should get dressed." Brian laughed and stood up, his sweet body fully on display and sadly got dressed as we made our way up to the cafeteria to get some energy back.