Date: Fri, 15 Nov 2019 05:37:28 +0000
From: JD in SFO <sfzero94114@protonmail.com>
Subject: Ben and Nick Part 14

Thank you, Gentle Reader, for opening this story, a series about a man who
loves boys and the boys he loves. Ben, Nick, and the rest of the cast of
characters are fictional, and do not represent any person living or
dead. The story is fantasy and exists in that realm, for letting the events
unfold in real time and in real life would land our hero Ben in a whole
heap of trouble. So, for the purposes of keeping our noses clean,
gentlemen, let's keep things unreal.

Elements in this story include sex between adults and minors, some racier
elements might include watersports, and groups, but for the most part just
good old-fashioned cocksucking and fucking. This story definitely falls
into the category of Gay/ Adult-Youth.

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It's good to hear from Ben and Nick - I was beginning to miss them and
their sappy romance. I don't know about you, but I sure am looking forward
to a long weekend up in the woods with them. Let's find out together what
they get up to.

Ben the Boylover and his Neighbor Nick Part 14

We were up pretty early on Friday and both of us excited to head up to the
lake. I called into Nick's school and excused him for the day. We were so
sorry that just before a long weekend he was feeling sick. Maybe the extra
time will help him rest so that he can come back full strength next week.
That chore done, we tossed an overnight back in the cab of the truck and
headed on out of town. Just before we got on the freeway, I pulled into a
fast food place and we picked up some breakfast sandwiches, coffees, and
hashbrowns, and then pulled onto Interstate 80 to head East toward the
Sierra. We had easy conversation on our trip, laughing, talking about
school, and discussing the worklist we had to accomplish in order to close
up the cabin. Really, there wasn't much left - removing any remaining food
(bears have been known to break windows or doors), secure the boat and
winterize it, do some yard maintenance, and finally, on the last morning,
drain the pipes and shut off the water.

We were just about to hit Sacramento when the coffee kicked in. "I'm gonna
find us a place to stop. I need to take a leak," I announced. "Bet you need
to stretch your legs, too, buddy?"

"Naw, I am good for now," Nick replied.

"Ok, suit yourself, little man." I said, with a squeeze on his fleshy
thigh. My hand had been gently stroking his leg across the console as I
drove. I looked over at his beautiful face, and he had a thoughtful look as
he gazed out the front window.

A couple of minutes passed before he suggested "you know, maybe we don't
have to stop for you to take a leak?" He let the question linger.

"Um, what do you mean, buddy?"

"Well, Sean told me about something he and his dad do when they're driving
up to their cabin..." he didn't finish the thought.

I immediately knew where this was going, and the pervert in me responded
with haste. I unzipped my fly and fished out my cock, which was rapidly
hardening at the thought. It was going to be difficult to piss through a
hard-on, but I was resolute, and I knew my boy would be able to coax it out
of me. We'd been playing more and more with piss since Sean and Bill had
introduced it to Nick as a thing. He enjoying being pissed on and in,
although he had been a little shy both at drinking mine often or letting me
drink his. Today he was feeling it, apparently.

He unclipped his seatbelt, and leaned over, and soon I felt his lips on the
head of my dick. I moved my seat back to give him plenty of headroom
between me and the steering wheel. He naturally started sucking, which did
not help my erection at all. For the first time in my life, I had to
caution against cocksucking. "Don't get me too hard, buddy, or I won't be
able to quench your thirst."

He backed off immediately, and just rested my cock in his lips, gently
stroking my piss slit with his tongue. The tickling sensation was sending
beautiful shivers up my cock, and tingling my full bladder. "So," I felt
the need to coach, "When I start, you're gonna have to close your lips
around my cock so I don't leak all over the car seat."

"Mmmhmmph," he agreed, his voice muffled around the cock momentarily
stuffing his throat.

The kid knew what he was doing, for sure, teasing my piss slit was keeping
my attention but making it possible for me to piss. I felt it start, and
squeezed his head affectionately. "Here it comes, buddy. Hope you're
thirsty!" I tried to control it at first, letting out just a trickle, but
the more that came, the more that wanted to come. I tried to hold it back,
but eventually it flooded out. My boy swallowed it all, taking big gulps,
breathing through his nose, continuing to take all my piss. It was a really
erotic, and new to me sensation of driving at 70 mph while pissing, but I
decided right there that I could get used to this. Eventually my torrent
became a trickle, and I squirted out my last drops. I didn't even have to
shake twice, as my boy was taking care of any remaining dribbles.

He started to pull off my dick, but that hot episode was only the
beginning, so I stayed firm with the hand that was stroking his hair,
keeping his face planted against my pubes. My cock immediately started to
grow in his mouth. "Yeah, I love the way you drink my piss, buddy. You
really like being my pig, don't you? Want to get all of me that you can?" I
stroked his hair and he started licking my growing shaft and sucking on the
head of my cock. "That's right, little pig, take my cock. You are a born
cocksucker, greedy, needy, such a good boy. My dick feels so amazing
hitting up against the back of your throat." I coaxed. I pushed him down
further on my cock, feeling the head of my long dick going down Nick's
expanding throat. "Fuck, I love that you can swallow my whole dick like
that, boy. You were made for me. I'm gonna fill that big belly of yours
with my nut. You ready for that, kid?"

"Mmmmhmmm," he hummed, knowing how it made me edge closer.

"Teasing me, boy. You're gonna get filled if you keep it up, boy." Of
course, I knew that was his mission. Nick was a real cum pig, loving the
taste and feel of it. He doubled down on his efforts, making
cheek-hollowing suction sure to turn on his boylover.

"Fuck, Nick, I am gonna cum right here, right now. Take my nut, you greedy
fucking pig. I love watching you slurp down my cum, fatboy. I know I am
adding to that belly of yours and it fucking turns me on." My first blast
shot deep into him, surprising him from its force. He almost choked, but
caught up quick, and was ready for the next volley. I must have shot seven
times at least into him, and he swallowed it all down like a good boy. I
kept stroking his hair, and eventually, he backed off my cock, and sat up,
stretching. I am sure that his body was sort from contorting itself around
the console, but I knew he thought it was worth it.

"You continue to surprise me, Nick," I commented. The rest of our trip
passed without much incident, chatting easily, as we did.

It was early afternoon when we pulled in, having stopped at the store in
town to pick up a couple of things we'd need for cooking. I didn't get too
much because the idea was to use what was up at the cabin and then crate up
everything that remained. The thing about winterizing from bears up here
was that truly all the food needed to be taken. Even something like olive
oil or a canister of sugar might attract a bear who had gone too long
without food. Climate change was fucking with the hibernation of bears, and
some no longer took their winter rest, so they would venture further and
further into civilization to find food.

We decided not to do too much the first evening, electing instead to build
a fire and cuddle on the couch naked with a movie. Nick had his feet in my
lap, and I was rubbing them. He had beautiful arches, nice and high. I got
my thumb up into them, and rubbed his muscle. I knew that, with as much
weight as he carried, even his young feet would get sore. Nick oohed, and
sighed, and relaxed as I rubbed him. I decided to take it a step further,
and I lifted his foot to my mouth, licking and sucking on his toes,
scraping my front teeth along the ball of his foot, licking along his
arch. I slurped and sucked and tasted in between his toes and down the
length of his foot and back.

I noticed Nick grab his cock and start to play with it. In the year that I
had been molesting him and fucking him, I'd never seen him jack off. I was
always too busy doing it for him. I was fascinated to watch him play with
himself, observing how his belly shook as he worked his cock. I dropped my
other hand to my own cock and started stroking it to life. "Work that
cocklet of yours, buddy. I love watching you whack off," I commented,
encouraging him.

His eyes studied mine and then focused on my cock as I slid my hand along
its length, grabbed my balls then worked back up, thrusting my cock against
my hand. We locked eyes, and encouraged each other to keep going. It was
intensely erotic watching my boy jack off. I took his foot again and worked
on his toes, getting off on the way he mewled and moaned and worked his
little meat faster. I heard his breathing deepen. "Point your cock at me,"
I instructed. He did so, and in a couple more strokes he sent his first
blast toward me, arching through the air and landing with a splat on my
groin. It was a proper, thick, viscous cum, and it was quickly followed by
another and another.

"Fuck Nick, you came all over me!" And I roared, blasting him with my
well-aimed shot, covering his chest and belly. Nick sat up, then flopped
forward onto me, smashing his big belly into my body. My arms went around
his, and I kissed his hair and rubbed his back and his butt as his
breathing started to calm. I stroked his big body, feeling him relax into
me.

"I'm glad you found me," he said, looking up at me.

"I sure am glad, too, buddy," I answered, honestly.

"It's been an amazing year and I can't believe how much I've learned and
done - stuff I'd only ever read about or thought about," he continued.

"I'm the lucky one that a boy like you is ok with doing this. It feels so
right and good." The truth was, I loved perverting him. I loved that I'd
taken his innocence and used it to my own advantage. I wasn't forcing him,
but I sure did help to move things along when I needed to. "I love showing
you new things, and, well, damn, I have a boyfriend who is 30 years younger
than me. Who wouldn't envy me?"

And I did love his boyness - how he still played and liked games, how he
was navigating the world around him and learning about his sexuality. I
played with the drying cum on his belly and chest as I held him, thinking
about the number of times in the last year I'd fucked him and given him
orgasms. Was I fucking him up for life? Would he ever be able to have a
real relationship? Did I care? I was having the time of my life, and Nick
was a great guy to do it with.

Eventually the warm room and the crackling fire, a big dinner, and some
awesome sex made us sleepy, and we found our way to the bed, snuggling
up. I fell asleep holding Nick in my arms, my cock pressed up against his
chubby butt.

That's pretty much how we woke up, too, cuddled up, and my arms around him,
my hard cock nestled against his chunky smooth ass. My boy had me horny
already! But even more keen was my need for coffee, so I slowly withdrew
from the bed and made my way to the kitchen to put on the coffee pot. I had
already packed away the coffee maker, having cleaned it with vinegar for
the season, so I made some cowboy coffee - grounds and water boiling on the
stovetop, then carefully spooned out. I learned from my dad that adding
some cold water at the end helps the grounds to fall back to the bottom, so
that it can be a relatively grit-free cup when it's poured out. A steaming
cup in hand, I headed to the window to look out at the sun glinting off the
water.

I had just laid and lit a fire when Nick padded into the room, and stood
next to me at the window. I handed him my mug of coffee, now cooled to the
temperature he preferred, and went to get another for myself before
rejoining him. I stood behind him, one arm around his front, and felt him
relax and lean back into me. I really loved having moments like this with
Nick. As the room began to warm from the fire, we moved to the little table
near the kitchen, and sat down. Breakfast was simple, cereal with milk.

"We have a few things we need to get done today, and I thought we could
tackle them this morning, then take a walk in the woods this afternoon?" I
suggested.

Nick liked that idea, and soon we were on our way with the morning's tasks
- cleaning, boxing up food, and bringing out shutters for the windows. Our
work went quickly, and soon I was making up some sandwiches for lunch and a
bag of chips.

Our hike was really lovely. The sun had warmed the day, and despite the
cool wind that would occasionally gust, all thoughts of the approaching
winter were gone for the moment. We had been hiking uphill for a little
bit, and my buddy was sweaty and getting winded from the exertion. I
suggested a fallen tree as a place to sit and rest for a moment. I dug
around in my daypack and pulled out a bottle of water which Nick gratefully
accepted.

After we'd rested for a bit, I stood up while Nick remained seated on the
log, and I put my arms around his shoulders. I bent down to kiss him and he
looked up at me, and our lips met. God Nick is a fucking good kisser. His
full lips are soft but strong, and I love the way he sucks on my bottom
lip, and when he snakes his tongue against mine, I find it erotic every
time. Quickly our kiss intensified, and I felt him pulling at my shirt,
undoing the buttons on the light flannel shirt I was wearing, and pushing
it off my shoulders. He followed it up by pushing my tshirt up, and I
helped him, pulling it over my head. Immediately, his lips found my chest,
and he started to kiss me and suck on my nipples. My cock began to chub.

I pulled his shirt off over his head, too, and ran my hands along his
smooth skin. I enjoying his lips on my chest when I started to feel his
hands at my waist, popping the button on my jeans. My boy was horny, and
apparently he was going for it. I liked his initiative, what boylover
wouldn't?

He slid my jeans down my thighs. By this time, my cock was fully engorged,
obscenely straining my boxerbriefs. Nick hummed in appreciation, rubbing my
dick through the fabric of my underwear. Unsatisfied, he pulled those down,
too, and my cock bobbed in front of his face. He wasted no time in
swallowing my big dick, and laving my glans with his tongue.

"Oooh, buddy, that feels so good, I love how you just went for what you
wanted," I encouraged.

Withdrawing off my cock for a moment he looked up at me. "I really want
your dick, daddy." My cock pulsed in appreciation, and he went back to
sucking it. I soon developed a nice steady rhythm, thrusting in and out of
his throat, caressing his head. I was getting really hard. Something about
the outdoor setting, however, made me want something more basic, more
instinctual. My cock needed to be sheathed and rutting inside Nick's chunky
ass.

I pulled out of his mouth, his lips holding their suction as I withdrew
with a plop. Wordlessly, I stood him up, shoved his pants down his thick
legs, and spun him around, bending him over the big log. I went down on my
knees, and ate out his trench, getting my tongue deep into him, wetting my
beard with my spit as I teased him and opened his ass to my need. Nick's
ass tastes so good - all boy, a bit of musk and sweat. It made my boyloving
cock throb with desire, and I could feel precum cooling on my dick.

When I was ready, I stood up, and prepared to mount my fatboy. Nick's head
was turned toward me, and his face was flushed with desire. Meeting my
gaze, he said "Fuck me, daddy. Take my ass right now, please, right here."

Fuck, that shot through my dick like electricity. I slapped his ass, and
felt it jiggle under my hand.

"Yeah, daddy! Make my ass yours!" Nick had grown to like a bit of rough
play, and so I meted out some more punishment on his chubby butt. Each
smack made him moan with pleasure, and made my hard cock drool more
prefuck. As his ass reddened under my spankery, his begging became more
intense. "Please, daddy, I need to feel you fuck me. Mark my ass, fill my
ass!"

Who was I to resist the begging of a boy? It triggered the pervert in me,
and so I stepped up between his thick thighs, spread them wide, and
committed to molesting him once again. Once the head of my cock breached
his tight ring, I didn't stop my push until my balls rested against
his. "FUCK!" Nick shouted, arching his back and pushing his ass up against
me. I knew that I was rubbing against his prostate from the angle, so I
started to thrust in earnest, sliding in and out of him in long, slow,
deliberate strokes.

"Damn! Fucking you feels so good, Nick," I swore as I gave quick stabs at
his prostate. "I love the way you open up and take me. You are so tight."

Nick had learned to control his ass, and at this he contracted, squeezing
my cock even tighter in its fleshy sheath. "Yeah, that's right, pig! Milk
my cock, and you'll get my load, for sure." I continued my fucking,
grabbing his lovehandles and pulling myself in hard. I knew I was fucking
him harder than I'd ever done before. The setting, the log, the angle, the
way he begged me, the way his body responded, it was all combining into a
seriously erotic fucking. I was building up a sheen of sweat on my chest,
and the cold breeze felt sharp on my skin. It drove me to fuck him harder.

Nick's moaning became louder as I drove us both toward our orgasms. "Fuck,
daddy, you're gonna make me cum. I can't wait any longer!" Nick's voice was
elevated in volume and pitch as he breathlessly neared his orgasm. Still I
drove deeper, fucking and rutting my boy with abandon. I felt his orgasm
shuddering through his body, as he screamed out with a shout and his
muscles seized around my dick. I knew he was coating the tree with a layer
of his boy spunk and it drove me right over the edge. With a roar I plunged
into him one last time, and my cum gushed into him. I thrusted as my orgasm
intensified, feeling the warm slickness glide along my shaft. Finally, we
were both finished, and I slumped over Nick, kissing the back of his neck,
and murmuring sweet, dirty words into his ear as I sucked on his earlobe.

When I went soft, I stood back, and watched in sexy delight as my cum
leaked down his thick thigh. I swiped it with my finger, and, spinning him
around, pushed it into his mouth. Once he saw what it was, he licked it
eagerly.

Then we kissed and giggled, enjoying the moment and the closeness before
pulling our clothes back on. It was about a twenty or thirty minute walk
back to the house, and the wind that had been picking up, was really
starting to turn cold. We felt the first drops of cold rain pelt us as we
were getting close to the house.

We ran the rest of the way, getting indoors just before the rain really
started to come down, and I immediately stoked the fire and added some
logs. After our log-fucking adventure, I pulled us to the shower and we
enjoyed the warm water, and a chance to scrub the dried cum and the leaves,
bark, and dirt off our bodies. Nick's ass was still red, and I enjoyed
feeling his ample butt as the water cascaded around us.

The main part of the cabin was warmed by the fire by the time we got out,
so we didn't bother with clothes. Dinner was just toasted sandwiches and
chips and a salad, and we handled that pretty quickly. The rain outside had
turned to an icy snow, and I was a bit worried about it. A huge snowstorm,
not entirely out of the realm of possibility for mid-October, could mean a
loss of power, or perhaps even being snowed in. I hoped it wouldn't snow
too much.

We sat on the couch, looking out at the falling snow, warmed and lit by a
crackling fire. In that moment, everything was perfect.

When we awoke the next morning, it was to a thick blanket of snow. I padded
out to the kitchen and started the coffee, made up the fire into a jolly
blaze, and then stood at my place in front of the windows looking out over
a cold lake and a gray sky. I appreciated the distinct hush of a deep
snowfall which silences the regular sounds of life that would exist even in
this remote place. It didn't look catastrophic, however. It was definitely
shovelable, and therefore, I'd be able to get out onto the road with my
four-wheel drive. I turned on the weather report and learned that another
storm was headed our way, however.

I hustled Nick up, sad to rouse him when he looked so sexy and relaxed as
he slumbered in our bed. We had to get the shutters up, the pipes drained,
and the car loaded a day early. As much as I wanted to be stuck in the
mountains with my boy, I also knew I had to get him home for school on
Tuesday.

We pushed hard with our chores, and by Noon we were ready to leave. I shut
off the main valve for the water, and drained the pipes, made sure the fire
was out, and shuttered up the cabin. We'd done all we could do, and the
wind was already starting to pick up. I wanted to get out of the mountain
elevation before the precipitation started.

Our drive back was fine, albeit rainy. The rain at the lower elevation
meant that feet of snow were falling where we'd just been, so I considered
the rain a small inconvenience by comparison. It was dark when we finally
pulled into the garage. We decided to leave the car as it was and unpack it
in the morning. For now, we both wanted a warm shower, some food, and to
spend our last evening together before Nick's mom returned on Monday. I
called in an order for pizza as Nick got in the shower, and soon I joined
him.

I loved showering with Nick, seeing his sensual body wet was particularly
arousing to me. I stood under the hot water with my eyes closed, just
relaxing for a moment, until I felt Nick get to his knees in front of me
and wrap his sexy lips around my dick. I'd been half hard just from being
naked near Nick, but I quickly engorged inside his mouth as he began to
work my shaft and lick my sensitive glans.

"Ohhh, buddy, I've needed your mouth on me all day. I wanted to fuck you so
bad when you were cuddled up in our bed this morning, but we had to
move. You are just so sexy!" I was feeling romantic tonight. Nick sucked
harder, and naturally my hands went to his head and stroked his hair as he
bobbed up and down on my cock.

He knew that dinner was on the way and we had to be quick, so he increased
his suction and moved faster. Nothing motivates like a hungry boy, and he
definitely wanted to start with his dessert. For my part, I wasn't
complaining. His cocksucking felt good, and my whole body was tingling with
the anticipation of unloading into his throat. When he started humming it
was all over. My balls immediately churned, and I pumped my first shot of
jizz into his greedy throat with no warning at all. "Fuck, Nick! Take my
nut, you greedy boy!" and he did. He sucked and licked and worked my shaft
as I pumped his mouth full of cum.

After I finished, I pulled him up, kissed him tenderly on his puffy lips,
and shut off the water. We dried with fluffy towels, and then put on some
sweats. We'd just made it to the kitchen when the doorbell rang, and our
pizza was here! We talked as we ate, sitting at the table.

"I really liked being up in the cabin with you this weekend," Nick started.

"It was great! I am sorry we had to work so much, it definitely cut into
our play time," I said, already missing the quiet of the mountains.

"Nah, it was ok. I didn't mind the work considering how much time we spent
there this last summer, and enjoyed it. It was ok to work so that next year
we can do it again," he observed.

"That's exactly right! And I am glad that you see it that way," I praised
him.

"That cabin is like our spot. We can be totally ourselves. There is no one
around to see us, no danger of my mom coming over or seeing us. I love
being naked with you."

"I agree, buddy. That's why I love being up there with you. Just you and me
and the stars."

"I wish everywhere were like that, and that I could be your boyfriend all
the time," Nick said, taking a serious note.

"Well, babe, you are my boyfriend all the time, even when I can't show it
to you. That doesn't stop me from loving you, thinking about you, wanting
you."

Nick smiled. "I am glad."

Later that evening, our bodies sticky from cum having fucked and sucked and
played with each other in bed, I lay awake for a bit. Nick was gently
snoring beside me, one chubby arm draped across my chest. I held him and
thought about the beautiful moments of the weekend we'd just spent. Fucking
him in the forest was a highlight that I'd go back to over and over for
inspiration. Nick wasn't just a boy, he was a boyfriend. I was content.

___

Thank you for reading what I write. I appreciate all of you. I've
definitely appreciated hearing feedback, suggestions, criticisms. They make
me a better writer. One thing that many of you have been asking for is more
Bill. There have been some interesting developments with Bill and Sean, and
I think we should check up on them, don't you?

Stay tuned for more in Part 15