From: an489024@anon.penet.fi Reply-To: an489024@anon.penet.fi Date: Wed, 24 Jan 1996 03:16:23 UTC Subject: "The Boy..." M/m Part 1 The following story deals with man/boy sex, and is highly explicit. If you are offended by such material....DON'T READ ANY FURTHER! In addition, if you are not over the age of 18, stop reading NOW! This story is a mixture of fact and fiction; names have been altered to protect the guilty. If you like the story, please feel free to send me your comments....if you don't like it, well, feel free to let me know that, too (just keep it polite!). The Boy at the BART Station Part One It had been a long day at work; my job as Night Manager of The Video Place wasn't all that hard, but, Friday nights were always busy, and I was tired. I got off the BART train and descended on the escalator, pulling up the zipper of my leather jacket to ward off the always present wind; as usual, it was quite chilly. Exiting the station, heading towards the bus-stop for the final leg of my homeward journey, I saw that, as was the case most nights, the area was nearly deserted. Twenty feet or so from the bus-stop, I paused to light a cigarette. The snapping sound of my Zippo lighter was loud in the night-time silence; the "click" also announced my presence, and I found that I wasn't alone at the bus-stop. A face peered around the corner of the shelter; a quick glance told me that it was a teenaged boy. Given my interests, I gave the boy more than just a cursory examination; from what I could see, he was quite attractive. The youth stepped out from behind the shelter, moving casually; I noticed, however, that he was looking over in my direction every couple of seconds. Now, I was able to see him better, and, I will freely admit that I liked what I saw! At first glance, I would have guessed that he was in his mid- teens: perhaps 15 or 16. Not too tall, and, rather skinny, although, with the layers of clothing that he was wearing, it was difficult to discern too many details. The boy certainly had an attractive face, however, framed by semi-long, black hair, parted in the middle in a rather shaggy cut. My immediate thought was that the boy was "for rent;" I'd seen that speculative expression on the faces of other boys, working over in San Francisco. However, as much as I enjoyed looking at teenaged boys, I wasn't all that interested in "buying" sexual favors. Besides, that sort of thing can get a person into very serious trouble; I had no intention of spending any time in a jail- cell! Consequently, even though this teenager was making it obvious that he was interested in having a little "fun," I didn't say anything to him. My more-than-occasional glances in his direction must have given away my interest, though, since the boy continued to advertise his availability. The youth was dressed in a pair of very loose-fitting, black jeans (I hate that style, since it keeps me from getting a good look at whatever's underneath!), and a t-shirt with a flannel shirt, unbuttoned, over it. He had his hands stuffed deep into the pockets of his jeans (it *was* chilly that night), and, seeing my eyes on him, the teenager moved his hands inward; this caused his cock and balls to be pressed outward a bit, accentuating his youthful basket. Well, I have to admit that this got my attention! Inside my pair of blue jeans, my balls lurched, and I felt my dick beginning to stiffen slightly. My jeans were a bit tighter than the ones the boy was wearing, and, I instantly noticed that his gaze had locked on my now-bulging crotch. Interesting! Perhaps, this good-looking boy wasn't quite as mercenary in his sexual pursuits as I'd first thought.... Before I had a chance to investigate this, however, an older couple (man and woman) walked up to the bus-stop; they stopped just a few feet from the boy, making it impossible for me to say anything to him. And, I still wasn't sure if I wanted to! It's one thing to discretely watch a sexy-looking teenager, or to view x-rated videos starring young-appearing models. It's quite another to actually have sex with one! As I was silently debating these issues with myself, I saw the bus pulling into the station. Ah, well, I thought, that's the end of that! The bus was surprisingly full, and I had to sit next to someone else. As I watched, the older couple boarded the bus, followed by the gorgeous teenager. As he passed down the aisle, his eyes met mine once again, and he gave me an inviting little half- smile. Whew.....my God, he was sexy! I resisted the temptation of looking back to see where he was sitting....although, I *was* sorely tempted! I don't live very far from the BART station; just a little too far too walk, especially on a chilly night. Within a very few minutes, my stop approached, and I pulled the cord, got up, and moved towards the front of the bus. As I stood there, I "casually" glanced back....there he was, and, he was looking at me. Without really thinking about what I was doing, I inclined my head towards the door...with a sudden smile, the boy quickly got up and stepped up the rear exit! Dropping down to the sidewalk, my heart was pounding in my chest; I knew that I was about to take a major chance. As the bus pulled away, I looked over at the boy; he was standing, waiting patiently, about 15 feet away. "Hi," he said in a soft voice as I approached. "Hi," was my inspired response; God, I was *nervous*! "Thought you were interested," the boy continued, with a sexy smile that parted his full, sensuous lips. "Oh, yeah," I heard myself say, "I'm interested. Are you?" "Fuck, yeah," he chuckled. "I'm always interested...and, always horny." Nodding my head towards the intersection, I led the boy across the street, towards my apartment. "So, what are you interested in?" I asked him, as we crossed the street. "Mmmm.....just about anything." "Oh, yeah? That covers a lot of ground. You like getting sucked?" "I *love* getting sucked," the handsome youth responded. "You like sucking?" "Yeah, I like doing that," I told him. "What else do you like?" "Whatever.....I like doing a lot of stuff," was his answer. "Sounds good to me...." "If you want," he continued, "I'll suck yours, too." "That would be *very* nice," I smiled; so, he definitely wasn't the "typical" hustler! "My name's David, by the way." "John..." When we reached the apartment building I live in, I led John inside, thankful that it was fairly late at night; hopefully, I thought, I won't meet any of my neighbors! Wasn't too sure of what sort of "excuse" I could think up to explain the presence of this good-looking teenaged boy! Once inside my apartment, I took John's hand and he followed me back towards my bedroom. Standing, a bit uncertainly, in the middle of my room, the boy watched as I removed my jacket, hanging it up in the closet. "Want me to get undressed?" he asked. "No...I'll do that for you," I answered. Taking his hand once again, I led him around to the side of my king-sized bed; I sat down on the side, leaving him standing directly in front of me. I looked him up-and-down, definitely liking what I saw. John was quite handsome, although, I was beginning to think that he was a bit younger than I'd first believed. I also noticed a pronounced bulge in the front of the boy's jeans; whatever was growing under the black denim material, it was large enough to displace the loose-fitting pants! "Damn, you're gorgeous," I murmured, reaching up with my hands. "Think so?" the boy innocently asked. "Oh, yeah...." John let out a soft groan of pleasure as my hands gently glided up his boyish chest, over the material of his t-shirt. My hands slipped under the flannel shirt, pushing it off his slender shoulders; I calmly pulled it down his arms, tossing it aside. The boy's breathing was growing a bit heavier now, as I continued to slowly undress him. Tugging at his t-shirt, I pulled it out of his jeans, letting my hands slip under the material and up onto his stomach and chest. John whimpered quietly as my fingertips glided over his nipples; I felt both of the small buds stiffen, as I tenderly squeezed them between thumb and forefinger. "Ooooooooo......mmmmmmmmmm....." "Like that, huh?" I asked him, with a smile. "Yeaaaahhhhhh....." was John's softly breathed response. "Well, let's see if you like this, too, then," I told him, standing up in front of the slender teen. The Boy at the BART Station Part Two Pushing his t-shirt up and out of the way, I bent down slightly, and began to suck on the right nipple, feeling the brown bud between my lips and teeth. "Ooohhhhhhh.......fuuuuuucccckkkkkkk," John groaned, reaching up to press my face tightly against his hairless chest. Continuing to lick and suck on John's erect nipples, I was now interested in doing a bit more exploring. My right hand reached between the boys slender thighs, and my fingers closed around the denim-covered teen-meat, massaging and fondling it; from what I could feel, this young teenager had a pretty good-sized cock! And, I was very hungry for it! Dropping to my knees in front of him, I quickly unbuckled John's belt and unfastened his jeans. Pulling them down, I found a pair of blue-and-white striped boxers underneath the jeans; the unmistakeable aroma of teen-musk rose from the thinly-covered crotch, and there was a lengthy bulge easily discernable within the loose-fitting shorts. Reaching inside the slightly parted opening of his fly, I quickly wrapped my questing fingers around the teenager's tool. John inhaled sharply, a hissing sound that I recognized as the sound of pleasure. And, I was quite pleased, too; my hand had found a boy- cock that was very nicely proportioned: although the teenager wasn't hard, his dick was still quite lengthy, and, fairly thick. It also felt like he was uncut; I happen to *love* uncut cocks, so, quickly tugged his boxers down to see what I'd find. Sure enough, John hadn't been circumcised, and I gazed at his beautiful crotch for several moments. The boy was hairless, until you got to his groin; there, a small, but, quite dense, patch of curly, black hair formed a triangle above his dick. His uncut penis was, in fact, quite thick: at least an inch-and-a-half in diameter, I quickly guessed. Like I said, John wasn't hard...not yet, at any rate!...but, the young teenager's meat was impressively sized: I would estimate that his flaccid cock was nearly five inches long! Opening my eager mouth, I encased his sausage with my lips, letting it slip entirely inside, swirling my tongue around the underside of his cock. "Oh, yeah, David, suck me!" John groaned above me, pressing my face firmly into his curly patch of pubes. Don't worry, baby, I thought, as I began sliding my tightly pursed lips up and down on his shaft, I'm gonna suck you dry! John was semi-hard now, and I pulled away slightly, tenderly stroking his teen-meat with my left hand, watching as the reddish-colored cock-head disappeared and reappeared as his foreskin moved back and forth. Retracting it fully, I leaned forward once again, and let my tongue dance over the sensitive flesh of his glans and corona for several minutes before I took him inside my mouth once more. As I began to suck him off again, I felt John's cock stiffening and lengthening in my mouth; his boy-dick was getting longer and longer, and, much thicker, as I went down on him. As I've given "deep-throat" to some very well-endowed men in my life, I wasn't too concerned with being able to suck-off a teenaged boy, but, I was certainly impressed with the size of John's teen-meat! After several minutes of this, though, I began to get tired of my kneeling position on the floor; pulling away from him, I stood up, feeling my knees creaking and popping. Looking down at the boy's crotch, I marveled at the size of his dick: it was easily over six inches in length, I now saw...maybe, as much as seven inches! "Take off your clothes and hop on the bed," I told him, my voice husky with desire for this boy's body. John quickly complied, while I stripped off my clothes as well. As he lay in the middle of the mattress, I felt his eyes on me as I undressed; I'm not hugely attractive, but, I've been told that I'm more than "acceptable" in appearance. Pulling off my shorts, I glanced over at John; his eyes widened appreciably when he saw my erection. I'm not enormous, but, my slender, seven-incher *was* fully erect, and very hard! I joined John on my king-sized bed, quickly moving around until my face was between his slender legs; my own crotch was a few inches away from John's face, giving the boy the option of giving me head, if he so desired. Immediately, I began to go down on him once more, savoring the flavor of his teenaged dick, and impatient for the taste of a mouthful of John's cum. I groaned deep in my throat as I felt his fingers encircling my erection; John began to jack me off slowly. His hand felt wonderful! Then, I felt the unmistakeable sensation of a pair of lips gliding onto my cock-head; the boy began to give me some obviously inexperienced, but, more-than-adequate head. I rolled onto my back, pulling John on top of me, to let him have easier "access" to my cock. The boy's skinny hips began to thrust downward now, shoving his dick deep into my throat, fucking my mouth faster and faster as he approached the first of what I hoped would be several orgasms. Reaching up between his legs, I gently massaged and fondled his nicely-sized balls in their loose sack. This was apparently the trigger, as my cock slipped from John's lips as the boy arched his back and began gasping and groaning with pure, ecstatic pleasure. "Ohhhh....aahhhhhh.....cumming....CUMMING!!!" John shouted, slamming his cock into my mouth and throat. The first spasm shook the boy's slender body, and I felt his cock and balls pulse as the initial spurt of John's hot, thick cum spewed into my eager mouth. Again and again, the teenager pumped his delicious boy-spunk into me, each massive jet of cum accompanied by a loud, animal-like grunt; my mouth was quickly filled with John's love-juice, the thick, sticky cum coating my teeth and tongue. As his climax began to subside, and John's thrusting hips relaxed, I rolled the teenager onto his back, maintaining my lip-lock on his still-spasming cock. Taking every inch of his sweet meat into my mouth, I tried to suck him dry, fondling and massaging his balls gently and tenderly, savoring the flavor of the boy's cum as it continued to ooze from his quivering dick. "Oh, shit....oh, fuck.....oh, God," I heard John murmuring above me, over and over again, as I felt his cock growing flaccid in my mouth. Raising up, I let his still-lengthy meat fall from my mouth; limply, it lay across his stomach, glistening wetly in the bedroom light, a small drop of cum still visible at the piss-slit. Letting my hand slide upward from his now-loose balls onto the darker flesh of his flaccid tube, I idly stroked and rubbed John's cock, watching the youth shudder with pleasure as the post- orgasmic sensations swept through him. "So....didja enjoy that?" I asked him, continuing to massage the boy's cock. "Fuuuuuuccckkkkkk.....that was fuckin' great, David," John softly breathed. "Didn't think I was *ever* gonna stop cumming!" "Glad you liked it," I smiled down at him, still tasting the boy's heavy load of teen-spunk. "Be glad to do it to you again, too," I added. "Mmmmmmm.....yeah!" John smiled back. "But, first, I wanna do yours." "Fine with me," I answered, dropping onto my back next to him. "Anytime you're ready!" The Boy at the BART Station Part Three John slid down the mattress until his cute and sexy young face was above my crotch; propping myself up on my elbows so I could watch him, I let out a soft groan of pleasure as the teenager began to fondle my balls. Leaning forward, John began to kiss the base of my shaft, just above my heavy gonads. Then, kissing and licking as he went, the boy made his slow, torturous journey up my dick, licking and sucking the mushroom-shaped head of my prong into his hot, wet mouth. "Mmmmmmmm....baby....that's goooood!" I whispered, feeling my dick lengthening under his oral ministrations. "I only did this...like....three or four times," the young boy told me, wrapping his fingers around my slender shaft to stroke me. "So, I'm probably not too good at it." "Don't worry, John," I told him, truthfully. "Just take your time...I'm sure you'll do just fine!" With a sexy smile, the gorgeous teen took my pulsing cock-head back into his mouth; from the position he was in, John couldn't take all of my dick down his throat. But, what his lips and tongue were doing to the super-sensitive flesh of my glans, corona, and upper inch or so of my shaft, more than compensated for the lack of "deep-throat" action! Leaning on my right elbow, I reached down to stroke the side of John's head as it bobbed up and down over my groin; I wanted to let the teenager know that he was doing a marvelous job. And, he was, too; although it was obvious that he was very inexperienced, John was giving me some great head, as he took his time in letting his slippery lips and tongue slide all over my cock-flesh. In fact, the young boy was doing such a good job, especially given my already highly aroused state, that I felt my climax rapidly approaching. I was trying as hard as I could to postpone the incipient orgasm, but, the pressure was building much too fast, and John seemed to be eager to make me cum. "I'm getting close, baby," I warned the youth, unsure of his desire to have me cumming in his mouth. John hesitated momentarily, then let my cock-head slip from his lip-embrace; he glanced up at me, apologetically. "That's okay, John," I assured him. "Just keep stroking it, baby." He slid his legs under his body, so that he was sitting, Indian-fashion, on the bed; his right hand was between my widely spread legs, gently kneading and squeezing my balls, while his left hand was rapidly pumping up and down on my ready-to-explode penis. My arms collapsed, and I dropped to the mattress, abandoning myself to the incredible pleasures the young boy's hands were giving me. I think that I screamed out, "I'm cumming," just before the first thick stream of spunk exploded from my balls. Then, I was lost in my orgasm, as John's hands continued their motions, milking my dick for every drop of cum. As I regained awareness of my surroundings, I felt the boy's lips and tongue on my cock once again; lifting my head, I saw that he had taken my somewhat flaccid prick into his mouth. I know that he was tasting my cum, since my dick had to have been coated with the slippery fluid. I'm one of those guys who loves having his cock sucked and fondled all the way through an orgasm; some guys, I know, can't stand it, since it can be an overwhelming feeling, almost too much of a good thing. In my case, though, every once in a while, if a guy keeps working my dick over, I'll experience a second, smaller orgasm, very shortly after the first one. And, that's what happened now. As John sucked on my dick and squeezed my balls, I suddenly got very hard and erupted with several jets of spunk, deep into the surprised boy's throat. I'll give John credit, though; the boy didn't flinch. In fact, he suddenly took nearly three-quarters of my dick into his throat, nearly causing me to levitate right off the bed! When my "secondary" climax had subsided, John raised up, and I collapsed onto the bed, totally and completely drained. Through my half-opened, passion-glazed eyes, I watched him swallow the small load of spunk I'd pumped into his mouth; I could almost see him trying to decide if he liked the flavor, or, not. Then, much to my surprise, the boy slid into my arms, his lithe, slender body pressing against mine. Our lips touched, pressed together, and we were suddenly kissing, deeply and passionately. As our tongues darted and fenced, I realized that John had a fair amount of experience in tongue-fighting; the boy kissed like a dream! After an eternity spent kissing that luscious mouth, I became aware of John's hard-on, poking me, insistently, in the stomach. Sliding my right hand between our bodies, I wrapped my fingers around his stiff, fat shaft and began to slowly stroke him; the boy groaned into my mouth, and I knew he wanted me to suck him off once again. But, this time, I had other ideas. Rolling him over onto his back, I gazed down into his face, reading the expression of pure lust I saw on the handsome features. Lightly, I kissed his lips, then looked into his large, dark-brown eyes. "You ever fuck a guy?" I asked him. John shook his head. "Well, I want you to fuck me." Reaching across him, I retrieved my jar of Anal Lube from the night-stand drawer and squeezed out a liberal amount onto my fingertips; while I've had a number of big cocks stuffed up my ass, it *had* been a while, and, besides, this young teenager had a pretty big dick! "By the way," I said, as I began to smear the slippery, white cream onto John's thick teen-meat, a process he was quite interested in watching, "how old are you?" "Fourteen," the boy responded, much to my shock. Holy fucking shit! Fourteen? Oh, well....too late to worry about that, now, I decided. Especially since I'd already done enough to spend a fair number of years in prison....might as well go ahead and enjoy myself! Much as I would have loved to lay on my back to watch John fucking me, I knew that I wasn't limber enough for that. Consequently, I rolled onto my stomach and told the boy to get on top; reaching behind me, I guided the tip of his cock-head into the proper position. Thick as the mushroom-shaped dick-head was, the boy slid easily inside my well-lubed ass, and I felt John pressing his entire body against mine as he began to thrust his man-sized sausage in and out of my love-tunnel. I love being fucked, and, I know how to drive a "top-man" wild with passion; I started using my sphincter muscles to milk the young teenager's cock as he slammed himself into me. Despite the fact that John had just had an enormous climax a short time earlier, I could quickly tell that this youth wasn't going to last too long inside my ass. He was fucking me with wild abandon, and, judging by his moans and whimpers, it wasn't going to be long before I felt him pumping a huge load of teen-spunk into my body. I felt his cock expanding to even greater size, and, with a final, almost violent thrust of his hips, John drove his cock in as far as it would go and I felt the first burning-hot spurt of boy-cum shooting into my ass. Again and again, John shoved himself into me, slamming his spewing cock in to the hilt as he climaxed heavily. Finally, the young teenager collapsed on top of me, moaning and whimpering with pleasure. I was in no great hurry to have him withdraw his penis; although it was soft and flaccid, it's length and thickness hadn't diminished very much, and I loved the way it felt inside me. After several minutes, though, the boy rolled off of me, and I felt the sudden emptiness as John pulled himself free of my well- greased ass. "Do that to me," he murmured, softly. "You want me to fuck you?" I asked him, unsure of what I'd heard. "Yeah....fuck me, please?" Well, I certainly wasn't going to turn down an invitation like *that*! After quickly greasing my pole, I pressed John's slender legs back, nearly bending the boy in half. As eager as I was to feel my dick sliding into this virgin territory, I was also determined to make sure that John enjoyed being fucked for the very first time. So, I was very deliberate and careful in entering him, pausing frequently to let the fourteen year old boy get accustomed to having a man's dick inside his body. Even so, in just a few minutes, every inch of my dick was inside the boy; the incredible heat and tightness of John's ass was almost more than I could stand. It had been a *long* time since I'd fucked a virgin; I needed every bit of self-control I could call upon to avoid shooting my load instantly. For a few moments, I had to hold myself perfectly still, or I knew I'd erupt. I began to kiss John, slowly moving my dick back and forth inside his never-fucked ass until I was finally in a good rhythm. Even maintaining the rigid self-control that I was, I knew that it wasn't going to last very long; his ass was too tight, and, much too hot, for me to postpone my climax. Kissing the teenager deeply, I thrust my cock in to the hilt and felt a nearly continuous stream of cum spewing from my balls. My back arched, lips parted as I screamed with ecstasy; I was cumming harder in this young boy's body than I had in *years*! Completely losing control of myself, I began to fuck John hard and fast, pounding my spasming, spurting dick back and forth in his virgin tunnel until my climax finally subsided, leaving me shaking and trembling. How long we lay together like that, I couldn't say. It wasn't long enough! But, since then, I've had several opportunities to spend more time with John, and, each time, it just gets better and better. The End...for now Virtualnet AC @1415000 Quake City WWIVLink @14551 quake.bif.com San Francisco, CA. FIDO @1:125/500 VBBS ver. 7.0 415-776-9283 Supra 28.8