Date: Wed, 20 Jan 2021 18:13:23 +0100
From: Anthony Boy <anthonynifty@gmail.com>
Subject: Anthony's Delight Part 3

Anthony's Delight
By Anthony
Part 3
AnthonyNifty@gmail.com

Thanks to the readers of the first part and their encouraging and friendly
words. I tried to make the notes of my diary readable. Special thanks to
those who said my English was good. Funny, it's a pity I can't tell my
English teacher at school, it would upgrade my marks.

Some asked to add more sex to my story. Well there is more in this part,
but I cannot change my life. My life was slow and now two years later I
would have liked it to be different, but I was insecure and very young and
had a thousand questions. Sex stories were plenty on Nifty, but sorry if
you think this story is stupid or boring.

Thanks to Chaim (groeiutrecht@gmail.com) a Dutch author at Nifty, who
encouraged me to go on and helped me to edit the second part story.

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Anthony
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My name is Anthony or Tony and this is the second part my diary. I wrote it
my notes in Dutch and now, about two years after I met Brandon, I wrote the
out.

I was fourteen and my life was AnthonyNifty@gmail.com

good. I think for most things I was a average kid and to be honest I'm
still average, not really special, but my early adventures with Brandon
changed everything.

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Anthony's delight
Part 3
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That Sunday evening I pulled my pj pants down and began to run my hand
across my belly to my penis. I imagined it was Brandon's hand goning
down. I could hear his voice in my mind telling me to show him how hard I
was. It's so different when you are alone, you can say whatever you want in
your mind and no one ever knows. I kept on stroking, dreaming on. Brandon
sitting there looking at me, looking at my hard penis knowing what I needed
and wanted. It's weird how horny you can get by yourself, touching myself
was a whole new game. Sure, I had done it before but this was
different. Normally I liked to think about another boy or a handsome man
touching me. That felt so good and I slept better. This time I began to
slow down on purpose, I wanted it to last. I wanted to dream, saying the
things Brandon wanted me to say, without feeling shy. I stopped touching
and pushed the sheets down the took my pj bottoms and briefs off. I saw
myself laying there naked. I lightly touched my penis just like Brandon
did. I was even starting to breath deeper. I wanted to feel that, his
touch. In my head I was looking up at Brandon smiling back at me waiting,
inside my mind I could hear him, 'Tell me baby, tell me want you want.' and
I looked back at him and wispered: 'My dicky is hard, I need it
bad'. Really, I would beg for it!

It was easy to say the words inside my mind. Just the way Brandon wanted to
hear it. I started to stroke myself, imagining his mouth sucking my penis,
I would hold my fingers still and spread my legs wider apart. I start
moving my hips up and down when I got close. I stopped, moved onto my
belly, put my legs wide apart again. I reached down and pulled my bottom
cheeks apart just like Brandon had done. I could only imagine, what it
would feel like. Of course, I remembered every detail of that Saturday. I
began to slowly hump my bed. I kept humping faster and faster, dreaming
what Brandon's tongue would feel like on my boy hole. The tingles went all
over my body and I gasped and moaned quietly. I began humping my bed
faster. It took no time to reach my orgasm, it just happened. Surprising me
so much, I let out a small moan. I couldn't really believe what I had just
done, I had never had the orgasm from humping the bed, well never had tried
it, it just happened as I put my pj bottoms back on. I thought how stupid
it would look, me laying on his tummy, spreading his bottom cheeks, humping
the bed!

It didn't stop me, every night that week I went through the same thing
until finally it was Saturday again. Oh this was repeated almost every
night, my fantasies about Brandon were lively and exciting.

It was Saturday and it was going to happen! I showered and got dressed in a
tight pair of white boy briefs and some clean clothes, the ride St Jacob's
Market seemed longer that day. I wondered what I would do if Brandon wasn't
there, but as I walked up to my bench, I could see him sitting there
reading his e-reader. As soon as I walked over to him, I could feel myself
getting hard inside my tightly-fitting briefs, which had never happened
before. I looked down, and nearly gasped when I saw my shorts, the fabric
hardly was able to contain my hard-on that pushed my shorts out at the
front. I stood back for a second, secretly hoping Brandon would look up and
admire me. I smiled and rested my hand lightly on my hip, and with the
other I began to stroke my little boy bulge teasingly, licking my lips as I
did.

Brandon just looked up and smiled at me. He gave me a wink and mouthed the
word, 'çute' and I stepped up closer.

"Hi Tony, want something to eat before we go?"

Brandon said, putting away his e-reader. I shook my head,

"I'm not hungry, maybe just a shake to drink on the way please."

Brandon smiled

"Sounds good to me, you are always thirsty for a special shake, aren't you?
A banana shake will give you energy."

He stood up and bought me a banana shake at a kiosk. I walked my bike
alongside of Brandon drinking my banana shake, I could hear his voice
talking to me and I would nod or shook my head a few times to say yes or
no, but all the time I was thinking, 'in a few minutes he's going to take
my clothes off'.

In his apartment I sat down on the couch and clicked the T.V. It had become
a routine now. Normally he made himself a coffee, poured me a glass of Coke
and he would come sit in his comfy chair. Today wasn't any
different. Brandon sat in his chair and I watched kiddy cartoons. I knew
any minute Brandon would call me over and waited. I watched the cartoons
and waited, and waited some more. Brandon did nothing, he watched the
cartoons with me. I waited and waited some more and still nothing. I
started to think maybe I had done something wrong. I half looked over at
him and he was staring back at me,

"What?"

I asked, turning up my face at him.

"What?" Brandon said back. "Why you staring at me?" I answered making a
face at him. "I can stare at you, if I want," he replied. "Who says you
can?" I said, shrugging my shoulders. "I say it, you heard that. I can,
actually. I'm waiting..." That answer surprised me and I asked, "What you
waiting for?"

Brandon smiled,

"You of course!"

was all that Brandon said. That surprised me even more,

"Huh? Waiting for me to do what?"

I was starting to get confused. Really, what was this all about?

"Waiting for you to tell me your ready to be undressed,"

Brandon finally said it. This wasn't what I had in mind, this wasn't
supposed to happen. Well, he was just the one to say it, not me! It was
like if I asked for it. He was suggesting I had to ask him to get naked for
him. Well, even worse, he wanted me to admit I wanted to do all those
things we did before and more. My mind was confused. You know, admitting
you like doing gay things is scary. If Brandon said, he would undress me,
it was his way, his doing. I wasn't admitting anything, just doing what he
said. That made it much easier for me to deal with it.

"Maybe, I don't want to ask that,"

I said in a moody voice, although it sounded childish. I was adrift,
Brandon was turning everything around and putting it all on me!

"My baby is having a little pout mood,"

Brandon laughed, I wasn't sure what that meant at first but then figured it
out.

"I'm not!" and it became a yes-no game: "I am not!!!" and "Yes you are!!"

Brandon said laughing as he said it again and I tried to ignore him by
watching those silly cartoons.

"Come over here,"

Brandon patted his lap, I wasn't going to at first but I did, of course I
did! I wanted nothing more... I stood in front of him and I knew he wanted
me to sit on his lap, that's why he was patting it. Sometimes you just got
to not do something on purpose, just to annoy adults. It didn't stop
Brandon, he just reached out and grabbed my waist pulling me forward and he
lifted me up on to his lap facing him. Brandon slowly lowered my bottom
onto his lap, I was straddling his lap in a kneeling position, with my
knees each side. My ass cheeks resting on his legs near his knees. Brandon
stroked the hair from my eyes,

"You're a funny boy sometimes, give me a kiss."

I moved forward and kissed Brandon on the cheek, but Brandon held my head
gently as I was leaning forwards and said,

"Baby, give me proper kiss."

He gently kissed me on the lips. Kissing on the lips seems more gay than
anything, but it was only quick kiss on my lips, so that didn't count. I
misjudged him again, Brandon reached behind my head and pulled me closer
and kept kissing my lips softly. This was real kissing and it was the first
time I ever done that. I didn't do much while Brandon kissed my
mouth. While Brandon kept kissing me, I felt his hands on the waistband of
my shorts. It wasn't easy for him to get to my shorts down, with me
squatting over his lap and leaning forward. Somehow he managed to get them
down a bit. He got his hand inside while he kissed from my mouth up my
cheek to my ear,

"Are you hard, baby boy?"

he whispered. Well, I was rock ahrd! I had been hard all the time since I
had got here. In reply I just lifted my ass so that I was kneeling, still
straddling his lap. It gave him enough space to move on. Brandon could
slide his hand between my legs. I felt the warmth of his hand through my
briefs as he cupped his hand over my balls and hard penis. I couldn't
escape anymore, this was what I wanted! I got so excited, thinking about it
all week, waiting for this to happen. I longed for Brandon's hand on my
briefs. It was like my whole body tingled. Brandon didn't have to say
anything, he could feel how hard I was. I knew what he wanted, if I was
right, he would do it and much more was going to happen. I softly began to
rub my penis against his hand, almost sighing with how good it felt again.

"Good boy, that?s right show me what you want,"

Brandon whispered his voice was trembled and I somehow knew it excited him
as well. Perhaps when I did that, I arched my back and moved my hips
rubbing against his hand slower but longer, my length rubbed against his
hand.

"Oh yeah, that's my boy, you want it bad don't you?"

Brandon asked I could tell it was exciting to him and I kept on
going. Brandon moved his hand away and lifted my T-shirt off. I lifted my
arms up for him to take it off, he pulled my shorts down as much as he
could which was only a little then put his hand back between my legs. As
soon as he did, I arched my back again and began to move my hips just like
before. I think that was the moment I understood what 'turning on' and
'getting excited' really meant. I could see it in Brandon's eyes, but it
was more, it was about excitement, that's why Brandon looked up my shorts
right from the start. That's why he liked doing this before anything
else. It was all exciting to him, I didn't understand why, but I did
understand now, what it was and what made Brandon happy. I kept going while
looked me all over,

"Put your hands behind your head, baby,"

he said softly. I think I frowned, not real sure of why that was important
bot I lifted my hands behind my head. I was locking my fingers together and
as soon as I did, I knew it. My smooth body excited him. He stroked my
nipples and chest and his hands went down over my tummy. That only lasted a
few more minutes before Brandon touched my nose lightly and said,

"Let's get you naked now,"

Brandon moved his hands to my waist and lifted me up. I was standing on his
comfy chair straddling his legs. He pulled my shorts down, lifting each leg
to take them off. He took a minute or two just staring at me in my briefs
until he slowly pulled them down and taking them right off. I felt my penis
slapped against my tummy. My penis started to pulse in the rhythm with my
heart, as Brandon watched my naked frame and had a closer look at my hard
penis and balls. I felt Brandon's hands on my waist as he pulled me
closer. I stepped closer to him carefully so that I didn't lost my balance,
the side of the chair was kind of soft and each of my feet were pinned
between the outside of his leg and the inside of the chairs arm rest. With
both my feet now pn each side of his waist, as I wiggled them to make sure
I didn't fall over. I let out a soft whimper as Brandon took my penis into
his mouth. I didn't expecting this, but he held my waist as he softly began
to suck my throbbing bot penis. I couldn't stop myself from making a soft
sounds. I keep my balance I had to rest my hands to his shoulders and as I
did, I felt his hands moving my waist backwards and forwards. I knew what
he wanted, so I began to move my hips backwards and forwards slowly at
first then getting a little faster. My whole body tingled as I kept
moving. Fucking his face, although I had no words for that. I felt
Brandon's hands running up and down my smooth legs and over my bottom and
up over my back. He stroked me everywhere and I felt my hips moving
faster. I knew what I wanted to feel and I knew I wasn't far away from it
now. I guessed Brandon did know this too. He suddenly held my waist tight,
moving his mouth away from my penis. I groaned in frustration.

"Oh no, baby boy, not yet."

Brandon said as he reached for my sides and lifted me to the ground. I was
disappointed, really I felt bad. Brandon didn't care, he wanted it his way,

"We go in the bedroom, baby, get in there. I want to come up and see you on
your hands and knees on my bed. Your legs wide apart ready for me, off you
go. Quickly!"

Brandon said, it was like an order, not mean or anything, but stil an
order.

"Just do it,"

and he slapped my ass,of course I did just as he told me. I half ran to the
bedroom hopped up onto the bed got on my hands and knees, put my knees wide
apart and waited. It seemed like ages before he came in. It gave me enough
time to think about what was going to happen. All I could think about was
humping the bed the last few nights spreading my ass cheeks and imagining
telling Brandon I was ready. I heard Brandon coming in,

"Perfect, good boy!"

that's all he said. He came up to the end of the bed, I didn't dare look
back. Well, I didn't need to, I felt him spread my ass cheeks just like
before. I held my breath and closed my eyes tight as I felt his tongue
there just like last week. I felt his tongue pushing against my boy hole as
my fingers gripped the bed sheet. My back arched as I felt his tongue being
pushed inside. I had to take deep breaths and groaned softly, I didn't want
to think of the grossness of it. I was too amazed by what I was feeling so
I had no thoughts. When Brandon stopped and stood up, I felt a little
disappointed. Brandon went to the other end of the bed and grabbed a pillow
and put it in front of me.

"Rest your head on that, baby. This was just the beginning, a starter."

Brandon said, I lowered my head down onto the pillow, my head to face one
side and holding each side of the pillow with my hands. Now my top end was
down and my bottom end still up. Brandon came around to the other side of
the bed got something. It was a tube of lube and something black which he
put on top of the table and left there. Brandon opened the lube and
squeezed some onto his finger. I watched Brandon start to walk behind me,

"Tell me, Tony, at home did you think about me?"

A silly question, he knew I did, of course I did. I couldn't see Brandon
now he was behind me again now.

"Sure sometimes,"

I answered not thinking it was any big deal. I caught my breath again as I
felt that same wet feeling on my ass. This time it wasn't warm like his
tongue, it was colder.

"Did you touch yourself and think about the things that happen here?"

I heard Brandon's voice from behind me. I hold still for a minute trying to
work out how to answer him. I still felt it on my boy hole. I lifted my
head a little and twisted to look back behind me. I saw Brandon standing
there and I worked it out. It was his finger, the finger he lubed up. I
didn't really want to answer the question, maybe I felt a bit ashamed, to
say the obvious.

"A bit sometimes."

I could feel Brandon's finger push inside a little just like his tongue. I
rubbed my top teeth against my bottom lip as I felt it, it didn't feel bad,
just a weird. This time his finger was going in deeper than his tongue. I
didn't know how far Brandon?s finger was inside me, but after a while he
began his finger to move it in and out. I still wasn't real sure about
it. A few minutes later Brandon took his finger out and squeezed more lube
from the tube. I felt him push it back in. This time it felt bigger and I
felt as my ass hole was stretched. I guessed he was using two fingers. At
first it felt a little uncomfortable, it burned, but then as he began to
move his fingers backward and forward. This time I felt something and it
felt nicer. A few minutes later Brandon stopped and came around to the side
again picking up the black object, he sat on the edge of the bed and
squeezed some of the lube onto his fingers. He spread it all over the black
thing. You know by now, I don't always figure things out right away and
watched him doing so. I was surprised and didn't know what to expect.

"What is that thing?"

I asked and Brandon smiled,

"What does it look like?"

I lifted my head a little to get a proper look at the black object and I
suddenly realized the shape was like a cock. It cracked me up for a minute.

"Well it kind of looks like a black penis!"

I giggled a bit as I said I was sure it had to be something totally
different.

"You got it, it's called a dildo."

Brandon said as he held it sideways, now I could see it better. It really
did look like a hard penis, only black one. It had also black balls on the
end it. The fake penis was bigger than my own but smaller than Brandon's
cock.

"What's it for?"

I must have looked like a dork as I said it, like I said I don't always
work things out right away and this was one of them times I just didn't
know much about at all.

"This is to fuck your cute little ass with,"

Brandon answered the way his voice sounded was like 'what else would I be
doing with it'. For me it was just like another piece to the puzzle. I
thought finger, my bottom, my ass, the black dildo, the lube, all to fuck
my bottom? Was he out of his mind? Like I said, it was bigger than my own
penis but smaller than Brandon's cock, so I guessed it was for sure a lot
bigger than two of his fingers! I laughed, I couldn't help it, there was no
way this could be a serious moment. There was no way he was going to be
sticking that thing in my little ass! But Brandon got up and went around
behind me again, I lifted myself backup on to my arms and twisted back to
watch him. I still didn't think he was serious about this, until I felt the
black dildo pressing against my boy hole. I wasn't so sure at all, I wanted
to say something like 'Forget that, I can't take that shit.'

"Just relax baby, I'm going to go real slow I promise,"

I heard Brandon right as he began to push the dildo inside. I just gritted
my teeth tight held my breath and tightened every muscle in my body. I was
sure I was going to be yelling from it hurting big time any second. At
first the pressing felt uncomfortable making me tighten my ass muscles to
the max.

"Relax baby, I will stop if you don't like it"

Brandon said in a softer voice easy for him to say! Suddenly it must have
started to go in. I couldn't feel the pressing anymore but I felt something
inside, it felt huge and uncomfortable. I was sure it was going to hurt, I
felt a soft burning as Brandon kept slowly pushing it in deeper. I found by
relaxing a little it the burning went away. I didn't know how far in the
black dildo was in, when Brandon started to move it slowly in and out. That
felt different each time he pushed in he would push a little further, but
only very slowly. I don't know how long it was before I heard Brandon's
voice.

"All in now, baby. That wasn't so bad was it?"

all in! I thought I couldn't really believe it would go all in. Okay, it
wasn't as bad as it looked like. It could be worse but I sure felt like a
massive dork with that thing stuck in my ass. I was glad I couldn't see it
just

as I was accepting it, Brandon moved the dildo in and out. I caught my
breath, a little surprised at how it felt, Brandon started with a slow
steady rhythm and each time he pushed it in, it was like it touched
something inside me. That felt goodm but was a really weird
feeling. Something deep inside me was rubbed, but it felt nice and as
Brandon went on. He started to move it a little faster and I had started to
relax now. I had just laid my head back down on the pillow when Brandon did
something and the black dildo began to vibrate inside. I had to take a
sudden deep breath as my back arched, I couldn't believe how good it
was. My mouth was wide open from surprise and Brandon did something and it
started to vibrate faster as he kept on moving it backwards and forwards, I
was surprised with the first but the faster vibration felt so good. I
couldn't stop a soft moan coming out of my mouth.

"I think my boy likes having his little bottom fucked, don't you?"

I heard Brandon say as he pushed the dildo in and out faster which was
making it hard for me to breath. I couldn't believe how intense it felt. I
was feeling my penis was hard as a rock and everywhere inside me felt
good. For the first time ever, I really wanted to moan. Oh sure, it was
feeling so good. I wanted to open my mouth and say don't stop! I wanted to
feel more! I didn't know if it was my shyness or maybe embarrassment that
stopped me yelling for more. I arched my back making my ass stick up more,
at the same time wriggling my knees as far apart as I could, I knew Brandon
would notice and I was right.

"That's it, boy. Show me what you want."

Brandon said and for a minute he moved the dildo faster but then totally
stopped with the fake penis almost out my ass. Only the wider top, the fake
cock head stretched my pucker.

"You want some more?"

Brandon asked, I knew I did and he knew it too, but just like always
Brandon wanted to hear it in words. He thought I was too shy. He wanted me
to learn to tell what I really wanted.

"Yes,"

I quietly said back

"Why don't you show me?"

Brandon said, nothing was ever simple with Brandon, only this time I was
different. The dildo was nearly out, but was still vibrating and I wanted
to feel it me inside again. I pushed back on it as Brandon held it, I
pushed all the dildo the way back inside. I groaned soflty as I felt the
fake balls touched my ass lips. My body tingled but that was nothing like
the tingle inside of my body. I rocked my body backwards on my knees moving
the dildo in and out of my ass, while Brandon just held it. The faster I
rocked, the more intense it became. I was so intense and so good, I felt
dizzy and weak but I didn't want it to end.

"Fuck my ass, please!"

I just suddenly blurted out, really begging Brandon. I had never asked for
anything this way before, but this was somehow different. This was real
sex, the sex all boys dreamed and talked about. This felt so good and I
wanted more!

"That's my boy,"

was all that Brandon said as he took over and began to fuck me with the
dildo faster. Everything changed in my mind, Brandon kept thrusting the
dildo in and out faster and a little harder and I moaned with lust and
joy. Something deep inside my ass was rubbed and it was about to
happen. Oh, I knew I was close to that final flash. I lifted myself up a
little and looked back at Brandon. At the same time, a pleading moan came
from my mouth, 'Please!'

Brandon started to set up a steady rhythm, each thrust was more even, more
steady. I forgot about all the burning in the beginning and began meeting
him. It wasn't long before I fucked myself for real. Every thought was
replaced by ecstasy. I love the feeling of the dildo fucking me. I reached
for my own penis and began jacking myself as Brandon's thrusts became
quicker. I was grunting each time the fake balls hit my ass. All time
stopped, I wanted to get fucked forever. I never wanted to end this!

I had stopped jacking myself off, instead I grabbed the chair arm with both
hands and pushed harder to get even more of the dildo inside me. I wanted
Brandon to know this felt so good. Suddenly it was like everything went
blanc, I moaned loud in a row as my orgasm started. It was heaven, like
nothing else before, it seemed to start deep inside my ass and another
massive one started in my balls at the same time. It travelled through my
penis and just as I thought the orgasm was over, another one started
happening straight away. I panted, and felt it again.

"Wow!"

I heard Brandon's voice, like it was a million miles away. I was now laying
down, breathing hard. I felt Brandon's hand gently stroking my hair,

"Are you okay, baby?"

Brandon's sounded a little worried. He stroked my body gentle. I was
starting to breath more normal and got everything in focus again.

"You know Tony, there's nothing wrong with moaning and breathing hard you
shouldn't be embarrassed about it."

Brandon talked softly as he stroked my hair,

"There's nothing more exciting for me than seeing that you are feeling
good. Next time breathe a little more, I think you nearly blacked out."

Brandon laughed a little as he said it. Another Saturday had ended and no
Saturday would be right without Brandon leaving me something to think
about.

"Tony next week when we get inside, you will take your clothes of for me
slowly. Baby, you will beg me in your own words you want to be fucked. You
are going to show me how you like it on the dildo, and then I'm going to
fuck you real."

I gave him a 'as if' look but Brandon only raised his eyebrows as if he was
saying 'we will see!'.

Our Saturdays had become like another world. maybe in some ways it's a bit
like when you first start surfing on the Internet, there is so much
information that your brain just can't get it all in. That's how I was
feeling. Thinking about the things that happened. It was fun for sure, but
I wasn't so stupid, there would be more and it would be different. The one
thing I did know was Brandon was the right person for me.

Wednesday night I couldn't get the black dildo out of my head, it won't go
away! I surfed around on the Internet found on Nifty some real sex stories
about boys and men which were exciting. For a while I got on my hands and
knees and pretended the black dildo entered me all the way, but that didn't
work, some things just don't work by yourself. I had a idea I went to my
big robes slid the door open pulled the draws out and used them like steps
to reach the top shelf and pulled down all the some spare pillows then
chucked them on the bed.

I stacked them all on top of each other then climbed onto them putting my
knees each side of the big pile, now this was working and getting
exciting. I dragged my normal pillow down, just like at Brandon's pillow
and I laid my head down on my pillow. My top half down, bottom up, now I
had something to hump in that position all I needed now was to use my
imagination. It didn't take long before I started to hump the pillows all
the time thinking back to the cock sized dildo and how it felt. My
experience mixed up with things I saw online. The disappointing thing was
it didn't last long, in a few minutes I was breathing hard and reached my
orgasm. It was nowhere close to the real thing, but it was the best orgasm
I had ever had by myself.

Thanks for reading.

Hope to hear from you.

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