Date: Sat, 23 Jun 2018 19:19:14 +0000 (UTC) From: Erin Boy Subject: Blow in the Dark Chapter 2 Blow in the dark 2 of 2, m/b oral Except for the locations, this tale is total fiction Comments always welcome at erinboy_98@yahoo.com I'm a townie, but I can pass for a student, which is good 'cause the university campus close to where I live is a prime cruising ground. Come September the dorms in the yard will be full of horny freshmen looking to spread their little fairy wings in the big city for the first time. I love to break them in with my 8-inch cock. It's got a big head I call my cherry buster. I'm strictly a top. I've only ever been fucked once and that was when I was 12 and my 15-year-old cousin Joey fucked me for a video my uncle Tony was making. When I got home that afternoon there was blood in my tighty-whities and I told uncle Tony I wasn't making any more movies. Once I got pubes he wasn't into me sexually anymore, but he still keeps me supplied with weed, which I peddle on the side. I also hustle some. I had a Craigslist date this morning at a hotel in the Square. He was an old guy, in town on business. I would say the only way this guy has sex is when he pays for it. He wasn't bad looking but he was a total lardbutt. He gave a good blow job, but couldn't get past the head to deep throat me. He wanted it up the ass, bareback, so I bent him over the end of the bed and plowed him good. His asshole wasn't very tight and I knew I wasn't going to be able to cum, but I'm good at faking it when I need to. He was squealing like a pig and saying "Fuck me! Oh yeah, fuck me! FUCK FUCK FUCK". I grunted and sped up my stroke and then held it as deep as I could and flexed my dick a few times to convince him what a great lay he was. With no condom to catch the juice there was no evidence to the contrary. It was an easy hundred. I stopped at Dunkin's for a couple of jelly donuts and a coffee half and sat on a bench to watch the scene in the Square. The pit rats were already awake by the subway entrance. Most of them would put out for a meal, but I wouldn't fuck their skanky asses with a rubber hose. The skateboarders are another story. With their boxer-clad butts hanging out and their long hair, they were definitely fuckable. I saw one of them getting a blow job in an alley one time, but like I said, I'm strictly a top. I haven't sucked boy dick since my kiddy porn days. I decided to hit the university library. Most nights you could score with a student hitting the books who needed a break, but this being August there was nobody around. I cut across the yard to the science center. The men's room there is usually pretty active. I went in the lobby and turned to go down the stairs when a voice called out "Hey kid, you got an ID?" It was this beefy campus cop sitting at the desk. Usually they don't bother you, but he said "C'm'ere". I told him I left my ID at home. He said "Don't give me that shit. I know you and I know what you do. Now piss off and don't let me see you here again." "Fuck you, asshole!" I said as I turned on my heels and pushed out the door. "Fuck this shit" I thought. I figured I'd give it one last shot before going home. There's a men's room at the museum, in a corner between the mineralogy and anthropology exhibits. Usually you can find some prof's there or grad students. But again, no luck. I decided to bag it and head home. Then I saw him. In the mineralogy room. He was young. Real young, maybe 11 or 12. A cutie in his shorts and sneakers with no socks. Like I said, I haven't sucked boy dick since my kiddy porn days. But I could make an exception for this beauty. I made like I was studying the rocks, but my eyes were really on him most of the time. He didn't pay me any attention, his button nose pressed against the glass. Oh yeh, I'd like to see that nose pressed up against my pubes. I looked around for a sec and when I looked back he was gone. He must have gone out the hallway to the anthropology collection. I was quick to follow, but when I got to the corner, he was nowhere in sight. I knew right away he must have gone into the men's room. I went in and looked around, hoping to catch him at the urinals, which in this case had no partitions which would make it easy to see his little cock. But there was nobody there. I even checked under the stall doors. Then it hit me. He must have gone into the room across the hallway where they had rocks that glowed in the dark. Sure enough, that's where he was. There were no lights in this room and the walls were painted black. There were no doors to the room, just a passageway that had angles to keep the light out. The kid was standing in front of this glass case full of luminescent stones. He didn't hear me approach. As I stood off to one side, my boner extended down the leg of my nylon basketball shorts. I rubbed my cherry buster through my shorts. I like to go commando in the summer. When I was fully hard I slipped my shorts down and let my dick spring out. Maybe it was the movement of my hand that caught his eye as he saw me reflected in the glass behind him. He turned and stared, his eyes fixed on my monster meat. I bet he'd never seen one this big before. Fuck, he probably never even saw a cock other than his own. Or maybe he had an uncle like I did to show him all about man sex. When he didn't run away screaming I knew I had him. I pushed my shorts further down and got up close to him so he could see me better in the light from the rocks. I took his left hand and wrapped it around my shaft. Right away he began to squeeze it and slide his hand up and down. Oh yeh, this was not his first cock. I told him to "Kiss it." and he leaned forward and planted a kiss on my cherry buster. I turned him to face me and took his right hand and put it under my balls and told him to "Play with them." I was leaking pre-cum like a faucet. He was licking the head with his tongue, taking my juice. "Suck it... put it in your mouth." I told him. I had to put my hand on the back of his head to push him down on it, the bulbous head being a mouthful. "Yeh" I said "suck it. Good boy." He was sucking as best as his little mouth could but I needed to help him if I was going to get off. I started stroking the length of my cock holding his head down with my left hand. I wondered if there was any shit on my cock from barebacking that old dude an hour ago. I thought about fucking this kid right there in the museum but he would probably scream bloody murder. Just the thought of fucking his sweet little ass was getting me close. "Here it comes" I told him "take it!!!" I came gallons, rope after rope of thick cum spraying his throat. He squirmed away and I shot my last two squirts in his face. He was coughing and spitting my cum on the floor as I pulled up my shorts. I told him he was a great little cocksucker and got out of there quick. When I got home I couldn't wait to jerk off again, thinking about this sweet kid. Maybe I was meant to be a chicken hawk after all. Other stories by this author: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/authoritarian/the-lottery/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/knotty-boy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/bat-patrol https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/the-vandals as Dennis Murphy: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/eagle-rock https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/ski-trip/ Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html