Date: Tue, 9 Dec 2008 09:17:53 -0800 From: tague michaels Subject: Boy Bait III I futsed around the house the rest of the afternoon and for the most part I didn't think about Logan's up coming visit. For the little part that I did think about it I first reflected back on being with the boy, naked and hard and magnificent. Second I wondered what he wanted, although, I had a pretty good idea and that was most likely centered about his sexuality. I had that sort of talk with boys before. Either Logan was guilty about what we had done and harboring false ideas that it made him gay OR, he thought he was gay, or at least might be, before it had happened and the experience confirmed his beliefs. It made me think back to when I was twenty or so and one of the first boys to have that discussion with me. BENNY Benny had just turned thirteen a week before we'd had "the talk". I knew that because I'd gotten him a bike for his birthday. The boy had come from a single parent home with five brothers and sisters of which he was in the middle. He had stopped by one of my stores late one night about six months before asking for a job. Dressed in faded and torn clothing Benny was a short, compact boy with slightly wavy dishwater blonde hair that was somewhat long and raggedy. He had the most amazing eyes I'd seen in a long time; huge and a color which can only be described as a steel blue gray and framed by thick brows and long luxurious lashes. His face was almost a perfect oval, his complexion totally smooth, and he had a set of full perfectly shaped lips that begged to be kissed. He was, as my mother would have said, cute as the dickens and I practically fell in love with him the moment I saw him. Benny knew that at twelve years old he was too young to work the counters so he had asked if he could maybe do cleanup or other menial chores. I tried him out that night and the kid worked like a fiend at whatever task I'd given him. I was impressed with him so I hired him. He had the looks, the determination, and a friendly outgoing personality. From that night on Benny showed up by eight o'clock and went about picking up the parking lot, emptying the outside trash cans then cleaning the bathrooms. I started taking him to some of my other stores with me, as much for his company as for his work ethic. I noticed within the first few months that the boy was taking to me. He practically purred when I rubbed his head or patted his back for a job that he'd completed. One night as we were walking toward my truck I'd casually put my arm on his shoulder and the boy snuggled right up next to me and put his arm around my waist. After that Benny would often initiate body contact with me. I figured that it was mostly because of the lack of a father figure or a positive role modeling older brother, his one older brother being somewhat of a domineering asshole according to Benny. Sometimes Benny came to work with a scratch or other scuff mark on his face. Generally when that happened he wasn't his full blown effervescent self. I'd asked him once what happened but he didn't really want to talk about it, instead going at his work with even more of a vengeance. He finally told me that sometimes his seventeen year old brother picked on him since he was the next boy in line. His brother, he said, was somewhat mean and it made my blood boil when he told me that but there wasn't much I could do about it. I'd gotten the bike for Benny partially because the old battered one that he'd been riding finally gave up the ghost and partially because I liked the kid a lot and he had nothing but second hand things most of his life. When he saw it he got teary eyed then fell into my arms and hugged me tighter than anyone ever had. A week later Benny showed up at work without his new bike, the beginning of a black eye, some scratches and a long face. When I asked him what happened he didn't want to tell me but after some prodding said that a couple of his brother's friends had forcefully taken the bike from him on his way to work. He tried to fight back but was too small and he was outnumbered. I was hot enough to fuck. I locked the door to the store and ordered Benny to get into the truck then asked him where it happened. He gave me directions and sure enough we found three older boys, one of which was sitting on the bike and walking it. I told Benny to get down. I pulled up ahead of the boys, stopped and got out. "Can you guys help me I seem to be lost," I said as I walked up to where the three had stopped. I heard one of them mumble a "fuck you chump," as I approached. That one I front kicked in the balls and a split second later back fisted the boy on the bike smack dab on his nose; two down, three seconds. I turned to the third boy who just stood there looking shocked then I returned to the boy whose nose I'd just broken and whose lower face was a mass of blood. Amazingly he hadn't fall off the bike. "Get off the fucking bike," I said in a low voice filled with menace. The kid didn't move so I moved him. Grabbing one of the hands that were holding his nose I bent the wrist forward until he all but screamed in pain and climbed off of the bike. I walked it over to the truck and put it inside the bed then returned to the boys. "You steal, you pay," I said. The third boy then piped up and said that Benny's older brother Frank had told them to take the bike and sell it and give him the money. I stepped toward the kid who then backed up, palms facing me. "Honest," the kid said. I told him he wouldn't know honest if it slapped him in the face then I slapped him hard enough in the face to spin him away from me. I asked where they were going to meet Benny's brother to give him the money and was told he was hanging out with his girlfriend and a couple of friends at an arcade a few blocks over from where we were standing. "You ever do anything to Benny ever again and I'll find you," I said and walked back to my truck where Benny was sitting with his gorgeous eyes wide open in surprise. "Do you know karate or something?" he asked when I put the truck in gear and headed off. All I said was, "Something like that." I knew where the arcade was, parked in front of the place and got out, Benny right behind me. "That's his girlfriend," Benny said pointing to a group of two girls and three boys, "but Frank isn't there." I could see that, since I knew what Frank looked like. I walked up to the biggest kid in the group and asked where Frank was and got an attitude. I shot my hand out and gripped the kid's neck in my hand, shoved him against an arcade game and asked again. Choking, he pointed to the bathroom so I let go and headed in that direction. Frank was coming out as I got there so I stiff armed him hard in the chest and he went back inside, slipping on the damp floor and landing on his ass in front of the urinal and cracking the back of his head on it. Before he could respond I grabbed him by the hair, right close to the scalp, and pulled hard. Both of his hands went to my forearm to help stave off the pain as he scrambled to get to his feet without losing any hair. Benny had followed me into the bathroom and when Frank saw his younger brother a bit of sneer crossed his face and he muttered, "Fucking fag." Jerking the kid by his hair I took him into the toilet stall, kicked him behind his knees which dropped him to the floor then rammed his face into the toilet. I held him there for a good ten count, hauled his face out and let him gasp for breath before shoving his face in again. I pulled him after another ten count, shoved him so that he landed between the commode and the wall, and said, "Do I have your attention Frank?" Coughing, he nodded his head. "If Benny gets so much as a sliver in his finger I'm coming after you." Somebody said something behind me so I turned and saw one of the other boys that had been present when I choked the first boy. "What?" I asked. "The little queer deserves what he gets." So, it seemed that Benny's sexuality might be part of the equation causing me to believe that an object lesson was needed. Since the boy was standing less than a foot from me I grabbed the front of his sweatshirt and hauled into the stall and shoved down on top of Frank. He tried to get up so I kicked straight on his kneecap and he fell back onto Frank. I unzipped my pants and started to haul my dick out. "What the fuck," the kid moaned and I started to piss. Frank couldn't actually see what was happening and tried to shove the other boy off of him and got pissed on in the process. The most either boy could do was try to shield their faces and it worked, at least a little bit. After getting them both fairly well wetted I finally dribbled out, tucked myself back in and zipped up. "You've been warned, the both of you. Your safety now depends on Benny's safety. It would be in your best interest to make sure he lives a charmed life. You understand?" Neither boy answered so I kicked them both. "Yes," they both managed to squeak out. I left the stall and headed out of the bathroom, the small crowd of onlookers giving me a wide berth. The manager was coming toward me and when he asked me what happened I glared at him and growled, "Nothing," and strode out of the place with Benny on my heels. The boy was quiet as I peeled rubber backing out then laid off another ten feet of rubber as I headed away from the arcade and when I looked in the rear view mirror I saw the three boys who stole the bike going inside. "Where are we going Tony," he asked me after a few minutes. "My house so I can get you cleaned up a little," I told him. Ten minutes later we pulled into the driveway and then the garage of the house that I'd grown up in and inherited from my dad. Closing the garage door, we went inside and I had him sit at the island in the kitchen while I retrieved a first aid kit then cleaned up his scratches and had put a cold pack on his eye. We were both quiet as I worked on Benny and afterwards when I asked if he wanted a soda he nodded his head. I handed him a Coke to him then sat on the bar stool next to him. "So," I said softly, "What was all the fag stuff about?" He lowered his head and didn't say anything for about thirty seconds. I just let him be until he finally spoke, although his voice was low. He had thought he might be gay and talked to his older sister about it and somehow Frank out found out. He'd roughed Benny up and for awhile he'd teased Benny mercilessly. Now he didn't say much but sort of slapped or punched Benny around when he, Frank, was in a bad mood. "Well I don't think Frank is going to be bothering you any more and if he does I seriously want you to tell me, okay?" He nodded his head then slid off of his chair and stood between my knees and hugged me pretty tightly. I held him as tight as he was holding me, rubbing his back and running my hand through his hair. "You're so awesome; thank you for being my friend and for getting my bike back and everything." His voice was muffled because his face was pressed into my chest but I could understand him. "Well thank you Benny. You're a really awesome boy and I love having you around." He pulled back and saw that his eyes were watery. Our faces weren't that far apart and after looking in my eyes for a good ten seconds he leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips then immediately apologized, looking away. I put my hand under his chin and gently turned his face back to me. "It's okay Benny," I said softly then I leaned forward and kissed him with as much tenderness as he had kissed me. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time," He said. "I've dreamed about it, dreamed about us being boyfriends and stuff. Heck I don't even know if you're gay I just know that I've wanted to be with you really bad. I'm sorry if this sort of freaks you out or something." He was still standing between my knees with his hands resting on my thighs. I reached down and rubbed at the front of his jeans. "I hope this doesn't freak YOU out," I told him," as I rubbed up and down, feeling his cock. He didn't move but did close his eyes as though keeping them open would cause me to stop. Clearly he wasn't freaked out by it. I put my other hand down and managed to unsnap then unzip his scruffy jeans then pulled on the waistband of his briefs with one hand while the other snuck down inside and found his boyhood pride and joy. I squeezed up and down the length, judging Benny to be about five slender inches. I wrapped my fingers around him which drug my fingertips through his pubic hair whose sparseness seemed almost nonexistent to the touch. I tugged upward a few times the moved my hand down to cup his balls and gently squeezing the soft hairless bag. "Would you like me to suck you?" I asked him and he nodded his head. "Stand on the rung of the chair Benny," I told him. The bar stools had a rung about ten inches or so off the ground and when Benny stood on it his waist was practically eye level to me but not quite. I slipped his jeans and underwear down and his shirt up to reveal a nice little boner that literally quivered in the air. He was circumcised and the perfectly shaped head was almost red from the excitement. He wasn't very thick but as I'd guessed, about five inches or so long, give or take a half inch. He hardly had any hairs at all, the dark brown strands sticking out all over the lower part of his pubic bone. Of course the sac of nuts that hung below wasn't real big and they were smooth as the day the boy had been born, although they had dropped so hung nicely between smooth hairless thighs. "You're beautiful to look at Benny," I said softly. I ran a hand around him and onto the cheeks of his butt as I lowered my head and closed my mouth over his rampant penis. I cupped his balls and rubbed his butt while I bobbed my head up and down on his cock. Benny had placed his hands on my shoulders for balance and as I suckled him he turned them sideways and ran his fingers through my hair. "I'm gonna really cum soon if you don't stop doing that Tony," he told me in a voice that was a good octave lower than his usually somewhat high pitched voice. So, I stopped doing it and had him step down onto the floor then I leaned my head to his and kissed him again, this time with more force and passion. Benny returned it in kind. "It's getting late. Would it be cool for you to stay the night with me?" He nodded his head, pulled his pants up, asked if he could use the phone, called and spoke briefly with someone then hung up. "Now can I see your dick too Tony?" I took him by the hand and led him through the living room, turning lights off as I went and down the hall to the master bedroom. We kicked off our shoes then started to undress and since Benny's jeans were already undone he shoved everything to the floor and peeled his t-shirt off before I had my Dockers off. He watched intently, slowly playing with his dick, as I stripped to my Briefs, the fact that I was hard as a stone quite evident. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband and tugged them down to my knees then pulled first one foot and then the other out and stood before the boy. Seven plus inches of rock hard twenty year old cock stood proudly in front of my own slender and well defined body. "Gosh, you're big," the boy said in a quiet voice." We stared openly at each other for a moment before I stepped up to him. For a little guy he had a terrific body; all the creases and crevices in the right places and defining his growing musculature extremely well. "So, if you've dreamed about being with me, what have dreamt about doing?" I asked. He reached down and took hold of my dick, stroked it a few times then dropped down to his knees in front of me and put his mouth over it. Benny suckled me for a good two minutes while one hand stroked my dick and the other played with my balls. He finally stopped and stood up saying that his mouth got kinda tired. "It takes practice," I told him with a smile. I took his hand and led him to my bed and we climbed in facing each other. "Did you like it when we kissed?" I asked and he nodded his head which required him to push his bangs back out of his eyes. I moved my head forward and kissed him, he kissed me back and in short order it developed into a mouth open tongue battling lip lock. Both of our hands were busy between the other's legs; stroking, squeezing, tugging and generally roughing up whatever we could find. I really wanted to look at and play with his cock and balls so finally broke the kiss and rolled him onto his back then slid down on the bed. I gazed at him a moment, taking in all that made him a boy; his raging cock, the flatness of his belly, the sparse patch of dark blond hairs that were beginning to grow, and the smooth blue veined bag of sperm makers that hung quite nicely between his thighs. I gripped his raging boner my between thumb and fingers and slowly stroked it, watching his balls rise slightly and fall back down with each stroke. I finally put my head down there and held his cock upright then lowered my mouth down over it and closed. I breathed in deeply, noticing for the first time his boy aroma, the musky sweet smelling fragrance of young but growing teenage boy. I cupped his nuts, gently squeezing and tugging on them as I continued to suckle him, taking his entire cock into my mouth and bouncing the sensitive head off of the back of my throat. Benny started undulating his hips upward as I sucked him and I knew that he was going to cum quickly so I took him out of my mouth and stroked him while licking all over the swollen head. "Shit Tony I'm gonna cum," he said softly so I moved my head and continued to jack the hot young boy off; and not a moment too soon. His cock thickened in my fingers, He thrust his narrow hips upward and groaned loudly. A millisecond later his cock head spit out a little droplet of cum that landed on his heaving belly. That was followed by a second burp of boy honey and that was followed by a glob about the same size only that one oozed out of his piss slit and ran down the underside of his cock head and onto my thumb. I kept on jacking his cock and a small amount of liquid oozed out while the glob on my thumb kept bouncing and sliding from the motion. I finally stopped and brought my hand to my mouth to lick off his sperm and once that was clean I licked the two drops off of his flat belly. I moved up beside the boy and gasped onto my dick and began jacking of rapidly while my other hand played with his balls. I needed to cum as bad as he had so it didn't take long before I squirted. I generally do okay and such was the case then. My first shot ended up between my nipples while the next five jets of ropey white cum landed between there and my belly button. I slowed my stroke and continued to milk my cock, cum oozing out and down over my thumb to drip into my pubic moss. Benny watched intently then said, "Man that's a lot of sperms Tony. He went on to tell me how awesome it had been having me suck his cock like that and that he wanted to suck on mine some more. Benny was one of the first boys that ever came to my house as well as spend the night in my bed. He was also one of the first boys that I'd had a relationship with, one that lasted until he died at the age of sixteen, but this story isn't about Benny so let me get back to Logan. LOGAN I was outside killing time when I saw Logan coming up the road on his skateboard. He looked up and saw me when he was still a hundred or so feet away and waved then stepped off of his board after coasting to where I stood. We said our "hey's" and "howdy do's" and I asked if he wanted a soda or something. He said that would be cool so we walked in through the garage where he deposited his board, then went into the house. I grabbed a couple of Thomas Kemper's then suggested we sit on the deck since it was a warm summer evening. "I suppose you're wondering why I wanted to come over tonight," Logan finally asked after a three or four minute silence. "Yeah but I figured you'd get to it in your own time Logan." He nodded his head then, another pause. "I liked what we did this morning Tony," he said and after a minute of quiet I said, "But..." I asked then paused to let him fill in the blank. "But I liked it too much." I could hear the strain in the boy's voice. "I'm not sure that's possible but okay." "I think I'm gay I don't want to be gay I can't tell my parents or my friends cuz I'm not sure how they'll take it especially Josh but definitely my parents. I want to like girls and be a normal boy and grow up and get married and have kids and all that stuff but I don't think I can." It all came out in a rush. It was clear to me that the boy had been holding it in for some time. "I'm scared Tony," he finally said. We were sitting next to each other on a two person wooden bench so I reached out and put my arm across his shoulder. He stiffened momentarily then relaxed then moved closer and let his head fall sideways on to my shoulder. "I like this," he said, "having a guy's arm around me I mean. I can't imagine sitting like this with a girls, it sorta makes my stomach ache thinking about it. What's wrong with me, why can't I be a normal boy and want to be with girls?" The boy's voice took on a tone of anguish and my heart went out to him. "What's your worst fear about being gay Logan?" The boy went on to talk about the things that most guys fear: rejection by friends and family, teasing or even nasty remarks about his sexuality, having to defend himself from more aggressive boys, being treated differently by almost everybody. "You should hear some of the things that people say about the gay guys at school Tony, and some of the things that they do to them. It never seems to let up. I can't imagine what that must be like for them, or their parents. I don't want that to happen to me." "Those feelings and thoughts are pretty normal Logan. But ask yourself this; how popular are you at school now, what kind of relationship do you have with your parents, with Josh. If things are going fairly well for you, that isn't likely to change. Sure, there will always be a few people that cause problems but my experience has been that's always pretty normal. Another thing is that you don't present as being gay." He asked what that meant and I explained it to him and went on to explain that was one of the things that most guys feared; turning into an effeminate type of male, a queen if you will. I explained further that there were probably other guys at school a lot like he was that were gay but nobody suspected. "Another thing Logan is your relationship with Josh. You and he seem to be close friends. I'm pretty sure that he isn't going to reject you or think differently of you because you're gay. I mean, if the roles were reversed would it change how you feel about him?" Logan admitted that I was probably right but it was still scary. I allowed as how the whole coming out process was scary for many gay people and it had to be done in their own time and in their own way. I explained to Logan that I had been fifteen when I came out to my mom who in turn told my dad who in turn told me he loved me, period end of story. "You're gay?" he asked. I smiled and nodded my head. "You didn't figure that out when I offered to suck your dick?" He laughed and said that he just figured that I was like Josh. He didn't think Josh was gay but was just a horny boy who was willing to jack off with another boy. He knew that boys did that all the time and it was no big deal. "Okay but what about all the other stuff that he did like kissing you and then fucking me?" Again, Logan said that he just figured that Josh was all caught up in being sexy and all hotted up. The issue of course was that Logan knew that he was gay but still figured that Josh was being a normal boy. "So, what did you think about that Logan, having your cock sucked?" He turned on the bench and gave me a huge grin. "It was fucking awesome Tony. Man, I've been wanting to do that forever it seems like but I was too afraid. I wanted to do it to you or Josh even but I was too afraid of what he might think." "Okay," I said, then added, "So are you interested in doing it again." He nodded his head vigorously. "I was hoping you would ask me that." I stood up and put my hand out. When Logan took it I helped pull him to his feet but kept his hand in mine as we walked back into the house and my living room. "Do you want to watch a flick?" He nodded his head and asked if we could watch a gay one. I nodded my head and pulled out the same one that Josh and I had watched. "How about if we watch it in my bedroom?" He said that was okay so followed me into my room. I had a 32inch flat screen mounted on the wall just beyond the foot of the bed but the player and sound system were on a night stand next to the bed which was where I went. Inserted, I snagged the remote and hit play. Logan was standing next to the bed waiting to be told what to do. I climbed on and sat almost in the middle so he followed suit and sat next to me. We'd taken our shoes off when we came in the house so aside from that we were both still fully clothed. I hadn't been sure of how to proceed so suggested to Logan that, if he trusted me, he let me take the lead. The boy was more than okay with that. I tended to like some of the more drawn out foreplay but with a teenage boy that often wasn't very long, at least until he came for the first time and I wanted to draw it out with him as long as possible and the way to do that was to undress him. So when his hands went to the front of his jeans I stopped him. "Just unbutton it Logan I'll do the rest." He smiled and his eyes went back to the TV screen. I slid down on the bed a little then moved so that I could still watch the screen while I rubbed, pushed, and grasped at Logan's groin. We both watched the show and of course Logan commented on how young the model looked so I explained it to him. When I glanced at his crotch it was easy to see that he was boning up. I caught his hand movement out of the corner of my eye and looked over. "I can't help it," he said with a smile, "I almost have to touch myself." I told him that I could handle that for him and his response was to move his hand. I replaced it with mine and could tell immediately that he was almost full on hard. I squeezed up and down the length of him a few times before unzipping his jeans and pulling the flaps open. I let my hand rest on the large tube that bulged at the front of his white cotton briefs. Again, I squeezed up and down it, stroked it a few times then slipped my hand lower to cup and fondle the heavy sac of sperm makers. In return I got sigh's, gasps and "oh man's." I got the boy to lift up his butt and worked his jeans down so that I had complete access to all that made him a boy. I returned to rubbing his cock amazed at the sight and the feel of him. Damn! I slipped a finger inside the leg hole of his briefs and fingered his balls a little bit then moved my hand up to the waistband of his briefs and pulled it down just enough to free up his swollen cock head. I leaned over him and got my head in close then licked at the sensitive underside of the head. "Oohh God," Logan moaned as I thoroughly washed his exposed flesh with my tongue while a hand squeezed and fondled his balls. I moved a little further up and licked at his belly where his seeping precum was leaking then slowly pulled the waistband of his underwear down until it allowed his magnificent cock to spring upright. I licked up and down the shaft then followed up with a complete head cleaning before closing my mouth over the swollen silky flesh and sucking him. Logan's left hand rested on my back for a moment before his finger found their way into my short hair and rubbed against the back of my head all the while gasps and little "ughs" issued forth from his mouth. As I suckled him I pulled on his underwear and the boy lifted his butt once more to help me get them down and together we got them and his jeans off of his feet and Logan let his legs splay out. I drew in the musky fragrance of a teenage boy who hadn't showered for a few hours. I loved it. Logan's balls were now hanging freely between his thighs and resting on the bed covers so I worked my fingers in underneath them then hefted the heavy eggs so that I could squeeze and fondled them once again. Once again it earned me more groans and moans. I dropped my head low enough that I managed to get three quarters of Logan's fourteen year old monster cock down my throat before I had to back off. Even today my brain goes back to relive some of the time I spent with Logan. "I'm gonna cum if you keep that up," he said in a voice more husky than usual. I took my head away from him and asked if that was what he wanted. "Not yet Tony, I want to suck on you first." I rolled away from him, dropped my feet to the floor and stood up, at the same time taking my shirt off. Logan removed his t-shirt as well, after which he played with his cock and stoked it lovingly while he watched me strip, his eyes focused on my groin. "Do you like, shave down there Tony?" he asked as I stood erect after shoving my jeans and boxers briefs off. I told him I did and as I got back on the bed Logan reached out and grasped onto my ramrod hard cock. I knee walked up closer to him so both of his hands went to work on my body, one on my dick and the other on my balls. Since I was slightly sideways to him I reached down and took hold of his boyhood pride and joy and stroked it. Logan had to move slightly but it put his face level with my cock. "How do I do this Tony?" I explained the covering of his lips and mimed what it looked like. He offered up an "okay" and went right at it. Eventually he would take the time to lick my dick like a lollipop but at that time his desire was to suck his first cock. Needless to say it wasn't the best hummer I'd ever gotten and there's no such thing as a bad one but the important thing was that it was the first blow job given by a big cocked cute fourteen year old boy. In my book, that counts for a lot. Logan took hold of my shaft then lowered his head and closed his mouth over mine, my cock head that is. He proceeded to bob up and down sticking mostly to the head and a small amount of shaft. I rubbed up and down his back and down onto his glorious ass while he paid homage to my cock all the while wondering how far the boy would want to go. I certainly had every intention of having me fuck me eventually but I wondered he was going to be, one should pardon the expression, open to me fucking him. I certainly hoped so. He kept at for a good three minutes and during that time he stopped and licked at my cock head then went back to sucking, his free hand stroking my cock as he sucked. He finally stopped and sat up, wiggling his jaw back and forth, then told me that his mouth got sore. I told him understood and that it would take practice. He looked at me a moment, his eyes traveled down to my lips then back to my eyes then he leaned forward. I moved toward him and close my eyes as our lips touched. His kiss was tentative at first and as he discovered that he liked kissing it got more assured and into it. It didn't take long before he was open mouthed and when I pushed my tongue into Logan's mouth he didn't resist. His hand went to my shoulder as if to hold me in place while mine went south and took hold of his thick cock. Logan broke the kiss and as soon as he did my mouth went to the soft crook of his neck and nuzzled there. His body shivered and he clung to me, undecided whether to roll with the feelings or push me away because the tickling sensation was too much. Like most boys he stayed with it and gasped at the feelings. I moved up to his ear while my hand moved to one of his nipples and played with the little brown nubbin and bringing it to full hardness. Needless to say it elicited more gasps from the virginal young teen. I finally separated from the boy and smiled at him and Logan sort of half smiled back at me. Judging from the fact that his eyes were barely open I figured the kid was totally caught up in a fog of hotness. "Fuck I can't believe I've got so many sensitive spots," he said in a voice deepened by lust. "There's even more of them Logan," I said, "And if you're willing we'll explore them together." "I'd like that Tony but right now, I really gotta cum," he said as his hand stroked his thick cock. Spoken like a red blooded teenage boy. Well now, I can help with that if you like." His smile and the removal of his hand were his answer. "You ever use lube when you jack off?" I asked him and he shook his head. That surprised me a little but hey not everyone is, or was, as advanced as I might have been. I rolled to one side of the bed and opened a drawer on my nightstand and pulled out a bottle of glide along with a hand towel. I got to my knees between his legs and moved in close, lifting his legs and then draping them over my thighs. I was close enough to him that my hard cock was poking him in the balls. I poured some lube into my hand, closed the lid and sat it on the bed then pulled on his heavy nuts at the same time as I wrapped my lubed hand around his swollen cock head and twisted. I swear to God that the kid's eyes crossed and he inhaled sharply as I twisted my hand back and tightened my grip then slid my hand down over the rim of his cock head and onto the shaft. "Jesus fucking Christ," he moaned. I tugged harder on his balls and slid my fist up and down over his sensitive cock head and it wasn't long before he announced his impending sperming. His breathing became ragged and he groaned out. I felt his cock thicken in my hand and then he shot. Fuckin A did he shoot; all the way to his face where a glob of sperm hit his cheek just below his left eye. Subsequent squirts, five of them, reached almost as far, one of them hitting his chin while the rest landed in various spots on his upper chest. I continued to pump his cock, his orgasm slowing down to an oozing mode whereby another three or four globs slid out of his slit and down over my fingers before dripping off into his moss. When it appeared as though his balls were finally done giving up their nectar I wrapped my hand around my own dick and started to get myself off, using Logan's fresh squeezed sperm as a lube. I continued to play with his balls, using the large soft bag for added stimulus, so it didn't take long before I was where Logan had been. "Here it comes," I moaned and began tugging at my own sac and a moment later a long ropey strand of goo flew out and landed on Logan's flat belly right along side his belly button. The rest of my shots weren't all that spectacular but I did manage to soak his cock, some of his pubes and then his balls. It was gonna take a shower to clean us both off. "Damn that's kinda hot having you squirt on me like that. I think this is the farthest I've squirted too," he added as he wiped his sperm from his cheek. "But I think I need a shower." I laughed and told him that was exactly what I'd been thinking so we climbed off the bed and padded into the bathroom and did just that. In the shower we washed each other's back and since I went first I took the liberty of washing Logan's puckered hole and of course that got me moans. "Did you know that josh put his finger in there this morning Tony?" I told him I did know that and asked Logan what he'd thought about that. He said it felt good so I slipped a finger up inside of him and proceeded to finger fuck him a little bit and of course that got me more moans and heavy breathing. Logan squatted slightly which helped open himself up a little more. When I asked if he'd like to try something a little different he nodded his head so I elected to pull out of him. I moved to the bench and sat with my legs spread and directed him to straddle one leg and put a foot on the bench next to me. He did as I asked then I reached up between his legs and reinserted my finger and as I finger fucked the boy again I leaned down and began to suck his cock at the same time. Logan leaned forward some and put on hand on the wall and the other on my shoulder to support himself so I wrapped my free hand around his waist and fondled a butt cheek while I took him to heights that he's never been to before. "Fuck I'm gonna cum again," Logan moaned and sure enough a few moments later his prostate hardened against my finger and he began shooting jets of warm cum into my mouth. I quickly changed hands so that one was jacking the boy off while the other felt on and squeezed his balls as if to hand pump the sperm out of them. I greedily swallowed his boy nectar, savoring the spunky taste as the sperms moved over my taste buds and went down my throat to their untimely and nonproductive demise. Logan sagged at the knees but continued to slowly hump his cock into my mouth until nothing came out. I finally pulled my mouth from Logan's cock and my finger from his ass and the boy immediately turned and sat on the bench next to me, slumped over and gasping or breath. I got up and washed my hands and gargled before sitting back down next to him and waiting for him to come around. He eventually did. "That was goddamned intense," he finally muttered as he looked over at me. "Yeah, I know," I responded with a smile. "Is that what it's like with a cock up your ass?" I went on to explain that larger items tended to cause more pain, at least in the beginning but for those who liked ass play it can be just as hot or hotter. He asked if I liked betting fucked and I nodded my head. "Indeed I do Logan but there are guys who don't even much care for a finger in their ass so it can be a different experience for some." The water had continued to run so I suggested that we finish what we'd started and five minutes later we were dried off. "So now what," I asked. Logan shrugged his shoulders so I asked him if he needed to be home at any specific time. We had both gone totally soft but of course Logan maintained magnificence soft or hard. "Well do you have to go home or can you stay awhile or what?" He said that he didn't have to be home at any specific time. "In fact," he added, "I don't have to be home at all. I could tell my mom that I'm staying with a friend," he said with a smile. My answer was to point at the phone next my bed. OTHER GREAT TAG_M STORIES Excerpt from The Mysterious Dragon Boy-posted 2.3.07 in the adult youth folder The ending will kick your ass. "My God you're huge," he whispered. He pushed the fabric below my balls then grasped onto my cock and squeezed gently up and down the shaft as though he were a blind boy gauging its size. Looking down on his cock barely, concealed in his underwear I felt my heart surge. I put my hand over the bulge and squeezed him, feeling the rigidity of him. I allowed my other hand to gently rub his tautly muscled belly, moving up to his chest and a nipple. "God you're so beautiful," I whispered to him. "I want to do so many things with you." "I was hoping your would," he whispered back. I needed the boy to be naked. I needed to see his firm young body in its natural state, to feast on all that made him boy. I broke the kiss and moved both hands to the waistband of his underwear. As I started to pull the fabric down the boy lifted his slender little butt off the counter to help facilitate his being naked. I slipped the cloth down under his delicious little butt before lifting the fabric in the front and pulling down to reveal the boy god to me for the first time. It was my turn to gasp. That which had been hidden from me thus far proved to be as beautiful and perfect as the rest of him. His rock hard young cock stood proudly at attention, its head raised off of his belly and pointing toward his chin. He owned a healthy five, maybe five and a half inches of boy cock with a nice even girth, pale blue veins running the length of his shaft. He had a very small patch of dark brown hair at the base of his pride and joy, clearly indicating that he hadn't had hair for very long, five or six months at the most. His balls hung gently between smooth golden thighs, one slightly below the other in a totally hair free bag that was shot through with tiny purple blood vesicles. The weight of his sperm makers caused the skin at the bottom where the eggs were held to be smooth, whereas the top still had all its folds and wrinkles where the bag began its hang from the base of his cock. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Excerpt from Taking a Stand- posted 9.17.02 In the gay high school folder A tale of two 15 year old boys. "I've never done this before Danny. I've wanted to, I've dreamed of it but haven't." "It's ok baby," I whispered to him, "I'll go slow and easy. It'll be just fine." "I trust you Danny," he whispered back, "I'm really nervous but I trust you." My room was bathed in a deep blue due to a light that I had placed in the corner behind my dresser. It created a nice seductive atmosphere as I stepped away from Tim about three feet and lifted my shirt up over my head and tossed it out of the way. Without taking my eyes from him, I undid the snap of my pants and unzipped them, letting them fall to the floor on their own. Tim's eyes followed downward of course so I just stood, hands at my side and allowed him to take me in. I could see his eyes go wide in amazement. I don't wish to sound conceited or arrogant but realistically, for a boy with no experience, I probably was, if not an amazing sight, at least very eye catching. As I said, my body is well developed from my head to my toes and everything in between. My seven-inch cock and large balls filled out the Calvin's very nicely, the whiteness of the cloth standing out against my darker skin. The blue light enhanced all of it, adding even more eroticism to the whole scene. "My god Danny your body is so incredible," Tim said with quiet awe as he gazed up and down, lingering on the white portion. I stepped back up to him. "I bet your body is worth looking at too," and reaching to the bottom of his shirt, I pulled it out of his pants and pulled it up over his blonde head. I ran my hands over his smooth chest and belly then undid his pants and pulled them down far enough for them to fall on their own then stood back a little and looked him over. Of course he wore boxers, in this case red silk, and the front protruded nicely from his obviously hard cock. He looked lovely, and I told him so. Moving back to him, I put my arms around his waist and pulled his body into mine, feeling his warmth and the pressure of his dick against mine. "God your cock looks so huge," he whispered as he pulled my underwear down to my feet where I stepped out of them. He reached for my cock and stroked on in, the other hand reaching underneath and cupping my fat balls and hefting them. "Then let me see you" I responded I loved what was before me. His cock stood proudly upright, a pulsing six plus inches of boy flesh underneath which hung a smooth and hairless bag of teenage sperm filled balls. Behind the pillar of pale blue veined flesh was a neat patch of light brown pubic hair with no visible trail of hairs toward his flat "outtie" belly button. His cock was cut, and the pink head swollen with blood, clear liquid leaking downward under the helmet like head. It was beautiful, just like its owner, and I told him so. "You're beautiful Tim, your cock is magnificent"