Date: Wed, 30 Jun 1999 18:02:41 BST
From: ashkey37@hotmail.com
Subject: Bus Stop Boy

BUS STOP BOY

by John Stevens

Story Code/s: M/b (Mast/Oral)

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WARNING:

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between a boy
and a man. If this is not to your tastes, please leave now,
unless you wish to be educated and/or have an
open mind. "To the pure, all things are puer"

No animals were mistreated in the writing of this story, no
rain-forests devastated nor any harm done to the biosphere. In
particular, no boy was hurt in any way.

This story is pure and total fiction and for entertainment purposes
only. Any resemblance to any individual, alive or dead, is purely
coincidental.

This story tells you nothing about me (or my tastes), except the
fact that I can (or cannot) write in English.
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DAY-1: WEDNESDAY

A hot afternoon - can't walk any further - get a bus home.
There's a stop - trouble is, there's a gang of late teenagers
hanging around, up to no good. But wait - in their midst is a
much younger boy - probably only twelve - quite out of place
with these yobs. Why do gangs of older youths always have a
hanger-on - a small friend? Probably aspiring to be *one of the
boys* and often always the one to be the boldest in their acts of
petty vandalism.

So, I wait for a bus - he is beautiful - much more than I had first
thought - more so than I would have expected in such a rough
area. What of the others? When they were his age, had they his
looks? One or two might have been acceptable but none could
be as beautiful as him - not even the boy who was perhaps his
older brother.

They start to throw clods of drying earth at the litter bin, they're
all hopeless shots except him - the pavement is covered with
earth - and the road - they don't care, all are clearly bored out of
their minds during the long school holiday - or having no job!

But he is beautiful, slimly built (hence my uncertainty as to his
age), pale blue eyes, blond hair reduced to a half centimetre
crew-cut, small stud earring in left ear, dressed in a baggy
T-shirt and, surprisingly these days, a pair of faded light blue
jeans. Like his shirt they are loose so I've no idea what he has
inside, no curvy bum outlined in them when he moves and no
indication that at the top of his legs he has a play thing I want to
play with! Doubt if he's hairy yet and almost certainly not
spermy but what a boyish body to get your hands round - or
better, my mouth round his dick - it's fun fellating
pre-pubescents!

A bus comes - not mine - many of the older youths get on. At
that, the gang disintegrates - three of them and the boy cross
the road, where the older youths go into the park: he leaves
them, walks along a little, crosses back and goes into a side
turning. Sad to see him disappear - what a find in such an area.

Still musing, my bus turns up - get on and sit downstairs.
Thanks to the local geography, a little way on it turns and goes
along the north side of the estate: at the next stop he gets on!
He sits not far away but all I can see is his skin-head hair-cut.
Lustful thoughts - have to adjust my trousers but it's soon the
end of the route and the bus pulls into its side-street terminus.
All change.

Hang around and watch him walk along - his glance a bit
knowing - despite him being rough and having big friends, I
almost feel like offering money - even just for a look. Pity I don't
have my camera with me - a portrait would be an excellent
addition to my collection. He crosses the road, into the next
turning - funnily enough the way I really do have to go to get
home myself! Follow without even thinking about it - little way
along he turns into the local park - nothing but a small space,
where two houses once stood until they burnt down, otherwise
the area is a small-scale industrial estate.

The "park" is surrounded by dense bushes but there's nothing
really there - perhaps he doesn't know and is just exploring,
after all, not half an hour he was obviously bored out of his
mind, even with his big friends to play with. So, I follow him,
heart beating rapidly for he will soon understand what I might
have in mind and in these days that tends to generate fear in
the minds of the young - not the pleasant anticipation of some
sexy fun and perhaps a little financial reward! Standing by a
bench, he, sure enough, looks at me a bit nervously - happily he
comes from such a rough background he's prepared to brazen it
out and be tough.

"Hi!" I greet him, trying to sound much calmer than I felt.

"What d'you want mister?" instantly certain his suspicions were
true.

"Nothing ... not doing anything this afternoon?" Still trying to
sound calm!

"What's it to you?" Still nervously eyeing me and the quickest
way out of this rather too isolated place.

"Well," Time for an offer - no chance of a freebie here - no pay,
no sex! "Do you wanna earn a quick fiver?" Before he can think
the worst, tell him what I want, "Let me give you a wank ... that's
all ... nothing more than that!"

"Dunno!" He looks slightly more relaxed, but still very unsure.
Perhaps slightly intrigued, he slid onto the bench.

I sit at the other end, not moving too close whilst we were still in
the negotiation stage. "Don't you like wanking then? Much
better when someone does it for you ... and I'll give you five
pounds as well!"

"Maybe." He looked doubtful but then asked, "Where?"

"Dunno ... we're pretty safe here ... over in those bushes? What
about it?"

"Not sure." Still very nervous.

I reached into my back-pocket and pulled out a five pound note.
Holding it up, I asked, "Well? I'm sure you'll like a wank ... I will!"

"Is that all you're gonna do?"

"That's all ... nothing else!"

"Ok!" He stood up and indicated the bushes with a nod of his
head, "Come on then!"

I was very keen but slightly nervous of the public nature of
where we were, though I knew very few people ever ventured
into this "Public Green Space" as the council pompously called
it! But what with factory units on three sides and the thick
hedges all round, it meant that we would not be seen by anyone
- probably as safe as walking him home when we might be
spotted by someone one of us knew!

"Great ... what's your name? Mine's John." For the moment, I
shoved the fiver into my back-pocket - no payment until he had
paid me with the pleasure of his orgasm, wet or dry.

"Marcus."

A pretty name to suit a pretty boy. "An' how old are you
Marcus?"

"Twelve!" A small lad for his age - probably only recently twelve.
Was it worth asking the other two questions? To one, the
answer would probably be "a few" to the other, "no".

We were quickly in the bushes and as ever, the difficult step -
how to get things going with a new boy?

"Well? Shall I get my dick out then?" Marcus asked a little
nervously.

"Hang on ... let me do that!" He nodded so I moved to stand by
him, sliding my left arm round his very slim waist.

I gently held his left hip - Marcus squirmed, almost as if trying to
get away but he was beginning to understand that I meant no
harm so he relaxed a little to let me do what I wanted. Smiling, I
placed my hand on the front of his jeans - a gentle press - no
sign of what was in his clothes - I felt he must be very small
really! Despite his beauty, this wasn't going to be much of a
great sexual success - beyond, that is, the pleasure that comes
from giving a boy of any age an orgasm. A few more gentle
presses - aah, there is something inside his clothes but what
with the thick coarseness of denim and his underpants
(probably boxer-shorts which - ought to be illegal) there was no
real indication what he had. Anyway, "That feels nice ... do you
like wanking?" A silly question - all boys like wanking - but he
nods his head. "When did you last do it?"

"Dunno ... couple of days ago." Quite neutral, not sure, probably
too immature as yet for the need of a daily wank.

"Well, let's see then!" Quickly I unzip his jeans, bursting open
the button at the top - they hang wider open revealing that he as
expected he was wearing boxer-shorts. Pull the jeans wider
open - Marcus looks around a bit nervously, now more scared
of being caught than of what I was going to do. However, he
allows me to pull his jeans down slightly - and now I can smell
him - after all it's a very hot summer's day - a sweaty boy smell,
delightful enough but without that special tang of puberty that
drives me wild with lust. So, next, undo the button of his
boxer-shorts - grin at him as they fall open but instantly look
down to see what he has.

Amazing - fucking amazing!

Despite what I had not quite felt, Marcus was a big boy, very big
for his age - really *very* big! "Wow! That's nice." I whispered,
not just the usual compliment boys appreciate, but sincerely
meant, more so than ever before!

"Surprised?" He well knew what he had and his grin was
infuriating.

"Of course ... I didn't expect it to be so big Marcus!" Big as he
was, he was quite hairless and his balls looked very small: I was
sure he couldn't yet spunk up, but that didn't matter with a cock
as big as his! His size was, of course, only comparative - his
dick would be, I estimated, about 11 or 12 cm long when hard,
not enormous by adult standards, just fucking big on a boy his
age and build.

No time just to look though - I place my hand flat over his dick,
fingers curling down under his balls and give a gentle squeeze.
"This is great," I whisper, "perfect for some nice sexy wanking."

"Yeah! That feels nice." he sighed, although he was still, very
surprisingly, not getting the slightest bit erect. But as they say,
big ones find it difficult to erect properly! But, after a few more
squeezes, some signs of arousal. So, grasp his dick properly
and to start with, tug back on his foreskin. It slides off over his
glans - Marcus winces so I let go - his skin rolls back over the
end of his cock - I grasp it once more and tug it down, his wince
this time really a murmur of pleasure. Gently, slowly and
delicately, I start to masturbate him - his cock starts to fill with
blood and then suddenly it kicks in my fingers suddenly going
as hard as I could hope for. Not only hard - it has stretched out
considerably!

Marcus is really big - certainly well over 12 cm - wish I had a
ruler with me! Long, but skinny - but easily one of the most
beautiful boy-cocks I've ever played with! Beautiful - sexy - and
I'm hard and uncomfortable in my trousers! "There ... that's nice
... really hard now!" I let go, grin at him but then stare down at it
- Marcus wiggles it about - he knows that he's got something
special - where did he get such a big one from?

"Go on then ... toss me off!" he rather urgently demanded, a bit
more aroused than I would have thought.

"Ok ... but show me how you do it first!" Always a fascinating
sight.

Marcus giggled. "Ok!" He closed his thumb and middle finger
round his cock and started to rub his foreskin up & down -
surprising grip really - he had more than enough to close his
whole fist round with space to spare! But what ever way he
wanked, it was great to hug him close as his action increased -
soon doing it very quickly indeed!

"Sexy boy ... let me do that!" I pulled his hand away and closed
my fingers round him - following his example, I merely used
thumb and two fingers to hold him, quickly tossing him as
rapidly as he'd been doing it. Briefly letting go, I ran my fingers
down to the base of his shaft then tickled his balls before giving
them a soft squeeze. "Well?" time to ask, "Can you spunk up
yet Marcus?"

"Yeah ... just a bit!" Another surprise - he looked quite immature
- but his tiny balls had obviously started to work!

"Great ... show me how much you can shoot then!" I resumed
my masturbation happy for him to take as long as he needed!
Marcus began breathing more deeply and almost without
realising it, he was leaning against me, the tough street-wise kid
as now replaced by an increasingly aroused boy who was
enjoying what I was doing to his dick as my fingers moved up &
down it at a rapid rate. "Ok then? You gonna come? Show me
how spermy you are!" I was keen for him to come as of course it
wasn't totally safe tossing him off there in the bushes but my
words were quite superfluous as his bodily tension was now
rising rapidly.

He could only grunt distantly at me before his hips suddenly
convulsed and pushed his cock firmly into my fingers. As I
stared down at it, there shot a thin spray of rather watery juice -
going a short way in front of us both before falling to the leaf
covered ground. After that first spurt, another, then a third, just a
few drops of precious boy-sperm - then the stuff just oozing out
of the tiny hole in the end of his cock, the warm liquid now
lubricating the last strokes of my now slow and gentle wanking
movements.

All the time, Marcus panted noisily, quite an orgasm for a boy
his age - probably more so considering that he almost certainly
hadn't been out for sexual relief that afternoon! He was leaning
against me, I was holding him up - he weak-kneed at the sheer
delight of what was happening. I was very pleased both with
what I was seeing and feeling (the throbs in his cock had been
very strong indeed) but also with the obvious signs of the
pleasure that was flooding his young body - a body I wanted to
cuddle and caress all day. "There ... what a nice sexy spunker
Marcus ... what a clever sexy boy you are!" I held his cock still
as he rapidly relaxed from his orgasm. "Quite spunky aren't
you?"

Marcus looked up and managed a distant grin, "That was good
... you really made me shoot a lot!" Now fully recovered, he
gave a sexier grin. "Thanks mister!"

"No, it's me who has to thank you Marcus ... that was just
great!" His cock was rapidly wilting and he had obviously had
enough. As I released him, he wriggled away and reached down
to pull up his clothes, not bothering to wipe his rather wet cock.
His pleasure past, he was once more the street-wise kid - as
expected, he now demanded his fee!

Reluctantly, I pulled the fiver from my pocket and handed it
over, "Here ... I hope it was worth it ... apart from the money."

"Yeah! Suppose so," he smirked as he patted the front of his
jeans, "You really wanked me sexily ... thanks mister!"

"Great!" We started to walk out of the bushes - both of us
looking out for anyone else! Seeing that we were still safe, I
asked, "What about letting me do it again one day? Perhaps
next time I'll suck you off ... if you want."

He turns - eyes lighting up! "You sure?"

"Course I am!" Pleased with his reaction - perhaps even take
him home - bed? - would he wank me off or let me have his
arse?

"Ok!" he sounded as keen as I felt. "Chris, me brother, and the
others were talking about it the other day - they said it's really
sexy - Chris said his girl-friend's done it to him!"

"Well, he's lucky then!" I smiled, "It's about the sexiest thing you
can have done to your cock Marcus."

"Tomorrow then?" Almost desperate for me to say yes.

"Ok ... tell you what, get a bus again and I'll meet you at the
stop!" We were leaving the park and going back to the
bus-terminus.

"Suits me ... about three?"

"Ok ... and I'll pay you again ... don't worry."

"That's all right!" He sounded keener on the sex than the money
- great!

Hesitating, I added, "Can I bring my camera and take some
photos of you? They don't have to be of your dick or being
sexy!"

He merely shrugged his shoulders. "If you want to ... anyway ...
thanks mister ... there's my bus ... I've gotta go ... see you!"

He ran off leaving me more than a bit dazed and very much in
need of my own wank - I got home and did it - dreaming of his
pretty face, his warm body as he clung to me, his amazingly
slim long cock, the warm hardness of it, and the way it shot his
hot sticky sperm onto the ground as I wanked him.
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DAY-2: THURSDAY

Prepare for meeting with Marcus: black-&-white film in camera -
smallest of my video cameras (with two cassettes): the first for
souvenir pictures, and just in case, the second for better things!
Go to the bank to withdraw sufficient funds - it'll be great, but
however far he's willing to go, it'll cost me! Round to the
bus-terminal by car - park it near the park then walk. Happily,
Marcus is already waiting for me - almost overjoyed to see me I
feel. A good sign not least because it might mean a cheaper
afternoon than planned for.

As we walk along, he simply grins at me, unable to say much -
not that we have much in common apart from a love of his hard
dick! Nearing the park, he whispers, "Are you gonna suck me
off then? Did you mean it?"

"Course I meant it ... that's what I want to do this afternoon
Marcus!" I took the lens-cap of my camera, "Let me take some
pictures."

"Ok!" He stopped and posed for me there on the pavement -
quite naturally but very provocatively - at last I was able to take
in that he was wearing a much tighter pair of jeans and a
skimpier T-shirt - touch of bare midriff - very exciting. I take a
few pictures then walk along further with him - still not saying
much except that it's hot, and yes, I was going to pay him again
and yes, I'd buy him an ice-cream as well "after we've had some
fun!"

Damm it - there's a mother pushing a pram round the park: we
sit on a bench, he as annoyed as me, but understanding that we
must wait. However, he's willing for more photos, happier still
when, after I have to change films - I put the camera in my bag
and pull out the camcorder. In front of that, he fools around and
even boldly pulls his T-shirt off, happy to show off - almost
becoming friendly though I know he'll need paying - at least as
much as yesterday.

At last, the mother pushes her offspring out of the park and
we're alone at last. "Well then ... what shall we do now?" I ask,
trying to sound a bit innocent!

"You fucking well know!" He smirked, indicated the bushes,
"You gotta suck me off ... you said you would!"

"Suits me!" We get up from the bench and walk across the
grass - time to ask a more indiscreet question. "Tell me Marcus,
can I take some pictures of your cock? Would you let me? I'll
pay you."

"Dunno!" Uncertain but of course, the suggestion of financial
reward made up his mind! "Ok ... not showing me face though!"

"That's all right!" I don't mind, I have some excellent portraits
already!

We slip into the bushes - put my camera bag down (it's fucking
heavy!) and to get things going, simply reach out and press the
back of my hand against his jeans. "I hope you've got lots of
spunk today!"

He laughs, "Suck me and find out!"

"No hurry!" I undo his flies, pop the button at the waist of his
jeans and pull them open. Things get better - he's wearing a
pair of proper underpants today - white ones, very clean and
very well filled although his cock clearly is still quite flaccid.
"That looks sexy!" I tell him before brushing my fingers over the
white cotton. He winces in pleasure but is keen on his fun,
pulling his jeans down further out of the way "Really sexy!" I
continue to rub him - gently as possible but despite my
lascivious actions, no signs yet of arousal!

So, I pull his jeans down further out of the way, grasp the
waistband of his underpants and pull them down to just below
his balls - his cock is hanging there, so beautiful! I glance up, he
is blushing over not yet being aroused. Anyway, it's so beautiful
that I have the chance to take a picture of his lovely long dick in
its flaccid state. "Can I take some pictures first? Just close-ups!"

Marcus nods. "As long as you pay me!"

"Course!" I'm already reaching into my camera bag, the
crouching down to take some pictures - find my ruler and get
him to hold it along the length. Wow! Not bad at all - over 9 cm
flaccid. "Go on then ... play with it and get it hard!" I suggest,
grinning up at him. Marcus is willing so as he holds his shirt up
with one hand, he fondles himself with the other and I take
pictures of his cock gradually stiffening up. At first hardly at all
then a sudden erecting and it's as stiff and as hard as it can go.
Long as well - the ruler is once more held along it - now he's got
12.5 cm - very big for his age!

As he starts to masturbate properly, he asks, "Do you like
watching me wanking?" He's amused by it but I can see that he
is slowly getting rather aroused.

"Course I do, it's very sexy!" I stand up and watch him as he
moves his tight foreskin up and down - thumb and two fingers
moving up & down his hot cock in an incredibly sexy way. I want
even more to watch him toss himself off and want to ask if I can
video him doing it - that'll have to wait though - mustn't scare
him off just yet.

"Let me do that!" Putting my camera on the bag, I move him so
that as yesterday, I have my arm round his waist with my hand
on his left hip - he's warm and cuddly. Now, remove his hand
round his erection and replace it with mine - my whole fist
doesn't quite contain the full length of his cock - he really is big
for his age! Marcus whimpers, the tough street-wise youth once
again a sexually aroused boy who cares only for the pleasure I
am giving him. He's not going to take long to spunk up for me
today! So, there's only one thing to do. "Shall I suck you off
then? Do you want to find out what the sexiest thing I can do for
you is like Marcus?"

He looks at me distantly. "Go on then ... do it John!" But I'm
already falling to my knees in front of him!

But as soon as I let go of his dick, his hand is round it - he's
very worked up, surprisingly so considering that it took him
some time to get fully erect. Pull his hand away and move my
head closer, allowing him to brush his cock against my face -
strong smell of puberty really considering he's still hairless - no,
not quite, there's a few downy hairs at the base of his dick, why
didn't I notice them when taking pictures? The smell though
drives me almost wild with lust and all I want to do is to suck
him and taste his fresh schoolboy sperm!

I flicked out my tongue and ran it up the warm shaft - Marcus
whimpers as I do it again and again. My fingers grasp him, tug
back his foreskin and play my tongue over his glans. Just a few
times, for then it's sliding down his twelve and a half centimetres
to his tiny balls. They're so small, how can they be making any
sperm? Lick them all round, my fingers now tickling the inside of
his thighs - that usually sends a boy wild with excitement and
Marcus was no exception. He was responding well to all this
and I hadn't started sucking him yet!

"Go on!" he urged breathlessly, grinding his hips against my
face as he grasps my shoulders to hold me to him.

So, I opened my lips and allowed him to slip his cock into my
mouth - his hips instantly pushed it deeper and I gagged a little
until I had got control of his tasty boy-cock. I started to suck - he
tasted simply wonderful, that indescribable faint taste of
boyhood that would soon be replaced by the magical taste of
boy-sperm. I heard him whimper, Marcus finding it hard to
control himself as I started working on him - the boy clinging to
me as his hips pushed his cock into my mouth, he soon
discovering how to work against the nodding movements of my
head, fucking my mouth as I wanked him with my lips whilst
sucking as sexily as I knew how. I held the back of his legs,
caressing him gently as I hold him to me - his hot cock tastes
even better the more he gets excited but I know this isn't going
to last much longer. Sad - but I also want to taste his fresh
cream.

Suck and suck away and hear the noises he's making get
louder and more uncontrollable. Then, with no warning, he's
there.

There came a few increasingly urgent thrusts from his hips then
that final lunge as in my mouth I feel his cock start to throb.
Marcus cries out in delight with each throb in his dick, the hot
organ squirting a hot jet of sperm onto my tongue - it's very
tasty, sweet and not as bitter/salty as older boys' sperm, the
sweet tasting sperm of a recent pubescent. It's overwhelming
but I stay on him avid for more as I try to swallow what he's
giving me. Another very firm throb - another jet of cream, then

another weaker jerk, then a couple more, each producing more
sweet sexy boy-spunk. But then his cock is quickly still. All over
in a few seconds, like most young boy-orgasms, but I know
from the noises he's been making that it has been very much
appreciated.

Not just by him, for my mouth is flooded with the sweet sexy
taste of his offering - how much I don't know but so wonderful to
taste, to savour as I swallow. No pleasure is comparable to this,
that wonderful psychological boost that comes from giving a boy
an orgasm - in this case a tough kid reduced to this whimpering
state, a boy with a big cock and some of the tastiest sperm I've
enjoyed for a long time.

Reluctantly, I let him pull his cock from me - too sensitive now
after his orgasm! I open my eyes and stare at it at close
quarters - his silky soft foreskin slides up but doesn't quite cover
his glans. I want to kiss it, but I know that might even hurt - he
grasps his cock with thumb and forefinger and squeezes
upwards - a final cloudy tear appears. I have to lick that up and
do so as gently as I can, easily the tastiest - Marcus shivers in
delight.

Looking up I see that he's still lost to the world so I clamber to
my feet and inspect him. With his jeans round his ankles, his
pants round his knees and his shirt now hanging down he looks
amazingly sexy but I know he won't allow a photo like that - not
with his face on view. He looks away, almost as if embarrassed
but more so by the way he responded to his first blowjob.

But then he looks back to me and gives me the most incredible
grin, almost an explosion of happiness in his face as he tries
that way to show how much he loved it! "Fucking hell!" he
managed to mutter, his pretty face quite a picture as he tried to
collect his thoughts. "I didn't know it'd be like that!"

"Well," I placed my hands on his shoulders, "I told you it was
sexy!"

"Fucking great!" Marcus looked at me almost lovingly - quite out
of character really but he was, after all, quite overwhelmed by
what I had just done for him.

Speaking of which - I glanced down at it and perhaps not
surprisingly, it was already wilting. Even so, hanging between
his well-built legs, it looked wonderful - I wanted to suck it again
- was he capable of a second orgasm before he felt he had to
leave me? "You were really great," I told him, "just great to suck
this lovely hot thing of yours!" I reached down and grasped it,
Marcus shivering slightly as I gave a gentle squeeze,
"especially when you spunked up, you sexy boy!"

"Wicked!" he grinned, "Me brother said it was good, but I didn't
know how sexy it'd be ... can't tell him though ... he'd go mad if
he thought I'd let a man do it!" At that thought, he looked a bit
apprehensive. "You won't tell anyone will you?"

"Course not. Why should I?" He hardly knew I had more to lose
than he would!

"Ok ... you'd better not." He was serious - didn't even realise the
trouble his bigger friends could cause me if he let them know.
He was really quite a safe partner - and I wanted more fun with
him!

"Well," I gave his flaccid cock a gentle squeeze, "shall I do it
again? Do you want another go?"

But as expected his arousal had evaporated after that much
enjoyed orgasm. "Not now ... but we can meet again tomorrow if
you want to suck me off again." He looked at me a bit more
seriously, "You don't have to pay me ... I'm not on the game!"
He understood the words and of course, it was the only way he
had of saying that he enjoyed me playing with him!

"Ok ... but I will pay you today ... you earned it letting me take
some pictures of your lovely cock!"

He grins, "Ok!" then pushes my hand from his genitals so that
he can reach down and pull his pants up.

"Why the hurry!" I stop his action and gently rub the front of his
pants, "I'm sure your cock loves being played with doesn't it?" I
was still hopeful he might let me suck him again but after a few
seconds of this gentle fondling, he laughed and pushed me
away.

"Tomorrow!" he promised as he pulled his jeans up. Dressed,
he indicated that we should go.

"Hang on ... time to pay you for the pictures." I reached into my
back-pocket and pulled out a œ10 note - handing it over to him, I
was pleased to see him almost embarrassed at accepting it.
Even so, he shoved it into his pocket and muttered his thanks!
Out of the bushes, I managed to walk him over to the bench,
suggesting we sit down as I had a question to ask.

"What?"

"Look Marcus ... you know you've got a big one?" He nodded
proudly, "Well, I've taken some pictures of it, but what about," I
hesitated, "would you like to earn some real money?" Before he
could repeat his disclaimer at being a rent-boy, I quickly added,
"Not for letting me suck you off, though I'd pay you for doing that
if you wanted."

"What do you mean then?"

"Well, I made a little video of you earlier ... would you let me
make a video of you wanking off?"

"Dunno!" He was intrigued at the idea though.

"It'd be just like my photos - just a close-up of you and your dick
as you enjoy a nice sexy wank - needn't show your face."

"How much?" He wanted to say yes but wasn't yet quite sure.

"What do you think?" I grinned, "It's up to you ... how much is it
worth to you Marcus?"

He didn't know what to say - his mind was probably thinking
rapidly - he had decided that I could suck him off again without
paying him, but this was something a lot more serious. "Twenty
quid?"

He probably thought that that sum would put me off! But I
capped his demand. "Thirty! What about it?"

His eyes lit up. "You sure?"

"Course I am ... it'd be worth it for us both." I looked around and
as we were still quite alone in the park, I reached over and
placed my hand over the front of his flies. "It'd be great to see
you wanking this lovely thing!"

"Ok then!" He laughed, "You're just gay!"

"No ... just sexy!" Before he could change his mind, I had to
make arrangements. "What about me coming round to where
you live ... then you could lie on your bed and show me how
sexy you can be. Would that be possible?"

"Well, probably ... me brother's usually out all day!"

"What about your parents?"

"Mum's at work ... no problem."

I didn't need to ask about a father. "Ok then ... you said I could
suck you off tomorrow ... what about letting me make that video
instead?"

"Ok."

"Great ... where do you live then?"

Suddenly embarrassed, he muttered something. "You could
meet me at the bus-stop ... where we were the other day ...
meet me there and if it's safe to go back home, we can go
there." He stood up, "I'd better be going." Indicating his
back-pocket, he smiled once more, "Thanks a lot for the money
John ... but it was really great being sucked!"

"It was great doing it!"

We wandered out of the park and as the day before, I walked
him to the bus-stop where he insisted I leave him - once more I
had to go home for my solitary wank - at least this time I could
watch the brief video of Marcus fooling around. He looked
amazingly sexy and I couldn't wait to get my mouth round his
cock once more - although on our next meeting I probably might
not touch him at all!
= = = = = = = =


DAY-3: FRIDAY

Preparations to be made - get flat ready just in case I end up
bringing home - spare film and plenty of food & drink for a
possibly hungry boy! Video equipment securely locked up -
can't let him know I've some seriously professional video
equipment. Visit bank and draw out cash - don't know how
much the day might cost! Then, at the time planned, set off for
his estate with best camcorder and tripod. Park car and carry
load round to bus-stop. No one there so discretely wait. Long
wait but eventually a nervous looking Marcus appears almost as
if by magic by my side.

He apologises, "Me brother's just gone out to see his girl-friend,
so we'll be all right at home. Come on then!"

He turns and leads me into the run-down estate - hardly saying
a word and continually looking round to see if any of his friends
or neighbours might have caught sight of us. His block of flats is
as bad as the others and it's only in the dimly lit lift that he
relaxes a little - especially when I brush my hand over the front
of his jeans.

"Stop it!" he giggles, "You'll get me hard!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Not here!" As he spoke the lift jolted to a stop - he opened the
door and let us out, leading me along the hall to his flat.
Producing a key, he lets us in - the place was a shambles but I
wasn't there to judge his home-life!

After checking that no-one else was home, he turned back to
me and whispered, "Better go in my bedroom I suppose!"

It's a very boyish room, slightly tidier than the rest of his flat. But
all I have eyes for is his bed - the centre of operations for the
rest of the afternoon! "Well Marcus?" I ask, "Do you want to
make a film with me? Or if you'd rather not I could just suck you
off like yesterday."

He thought briefly but then shook his head, "No, that was great
but I don't mind you watching me wanking," he giggled, "might
be fun ... as long as I can see it afterwards!"

"Course you can!" As always, the problem is how to get things
going! I sat on the edge of his bed and indicated that he should
sit by me. Surprisingly, he became very playful and started a
typically boyish fight, the only way most boys have of showing
affection! But of course, I was happy to play with him, making
sure that my hand was soon groping the front of his jeans.
Today, there were at least some signs of arousal - quite a
breakthrough really!

Marcus was happy for that but even better, he started to grope
me - almost roughly but quickly changing to a more gentle
exploration of what I had! Our fight petered out and we found
ourselves lying close together with our hands over the growing
bulges we were both developing in out clothes.

"Dirty sod!" Marcus muttered as he pressed down firmly on me,
"Hard already!"

"So are you!" I gave his growing bulge a firm squeeze pleased
that he shivered in delight as I did so.

"What do we do then?" he asked, rather straight forwardly, "I
suppose I'd better strip off and you can film me ... it'll feel really
weird!"

"Are you sure you want to do it? Don't forget I said I'd pay you."
As much as I wanted to record him, I wanted simply to play with
him - wank or suck him off - he was finally showing interest in
me and I was hopeful he might wank me off as well. But, for
future use, a video of this incredible boy would be very valuable!

"Yeah! It'll be fun!" Marcus released my trousers and pulled my
hand from the front of his jeans - now containing an amazing
almost man-sized bulge!

Before he could change his mind, I told him, "Tell you what
then, take your shirt off and your jeans, leave your pants on
though whilst I set up the camcorder." He understood and
started to do so, not at all shy now but still finding the situation
rather amusing. I quickly had the camera on the tripod and
could see that there was plenty of light - this was going to be
great!

Marcus lay on his bed, dressed only in his pants - he'd even
taken his socks off! The sight was amazing - he was fully hard
inside his pants, the pair rather brief and tight round him! So,
sitting on the bed by him, I placed a hand on his thigh - he
whimpered and sucked in his breath as I slid my hand onto that
tempting bulge. Pressing it a few times, I grinned at him, "Feels
like it's really in the mood for a sexy wank!" He giggled at me.
"Now, are you really sure?"

"Course."

"Ok ... right then, I've put the camera so that I just film you from
the chest down - as I said yesterday, no need to show your
face."

"Doesn't matter!" he told me, "Do what you want!"

"Great!" I was even more pleased! "Ok then, tell you what, I'll
start to film, you just lie there - start off by playing with yourself
with your pants on," he nodded, "then you can take them off
slowly - just pull them down to free your cock and then you can
have a nice sexy wank!" I gave a final squeeze, "Take your time
... no point in spunking up too quickly! And as it's got sound as
well, you can say anything sexy you want!"

"Ok!" He lifted my hand, "Let's get on with it then ... I really need
a wank now!"

"Course you do!" I had a further thought, "Do what I just said,
but after a bit, let me change camera positions for some close
ups, then you can wank off all the way ... Ok?"

"Ok!"

I climbed from his bed and went to the camera - squinting
through the viewfinder, I started shooting as Marcus began to
do what I had asked. He was amazingly good, really playing up
to me - and still with his pants on! Of course, having been given
permission to include his face, I took a few shots of him grinning
happily, but I was much more interested in what was in his
pants.

Soon, he had pulled them down and after showing himself to
me, he set to work. With thumb and first two fingers Marcus
began to slide his silky soft foreskin up & down, the boy
gradually increasing the speed of his wank as he started to lose
himself in his sexy task.

It soon looked rather too serious, so I stopped filming. "Hold it
young man, let me get some close ups now!"

"Ok ... but hurry, I wanna spunk up!" He was surprisingly very
worked up!

Moving the tripod I got in very close, Marcus quite happy to let
me film him that way - I recorded every wrinkle in his scrotum,
the very few hairs he had, each fold of skin along the shaft of
his long skinny cock and all round his purple glans - fantastic! I
still couldn't get over how big he was, especially for his age and
his really quite slim young body.

"That's great." I placed the palm of my hand over his erection,
"This is lovely Marcus! A really lovely, sexy dick!" A few gentle
squeezes, but then, "Ok ... you finish it off now ... I hope you've
got lots of spunk to shoot for me today! Make a nice mess for
the camera!!"

"Wicked!" He grinned happily as he resumed his lascivious
wank whilst I went back to the camera. After I'd framed the shot
to include all that needed to be seen, I didn't need to squint
through the viewfinder, able to stand back and watch my sexy
young friend as he tossed away. His fingers were by then
moving up & down his slim shaft at quite a speed, Marcus now
quite lost in what he was doing, ignoring me and the camera as
he wanked away. Whimpering to himself, he did though manage
to look up briefly and tell me how sexy it was, somehow
managing to make it sound like a general comment and not an
actor talking to someone off set! I smiled back as I watched, eye
back to viewfinder as I waited, ready to pan back slightly so that
I could get his sperm as it shot from his wonderful dick.

How much would he produce? how far would it go? Why wasn't
I sucking his fantastic cock, a boy-cock that looked even sexier
as he slid his foreskin to & fro over his sensitive glans. Inside
my trousers I was as stiff as a rock but I was optimistic that he
might do something for me later - perhaps after that, I could
suck him off again!

"Nearly there!" he grunted staring down at his dick as he tossed
away almost violently now.

Then, with a noisy moan of delight, he came. Through the
viewfinder, I saw his cock start to kick as a thin white stream of
sperm shot from the tip - shot some way, the very first spurt
landing on his left nipple - I panned out, now taking in his
pleasure contorted face as he enjoyed the feelings surging
thought his body.

Several more spurts of white juice shot from the end of his cock
as he now almost held it still, just squeezing it firmly as he
bounced up & down - his bottom lifting from the bed as he tried
to make it as exciting as he could. It was quite a prolific orgasm,
more copious than that I'd enjoyed giving him two days ago!

Marcus was totally lost in it all, he could have an audience filling
the room but he wouldn't have known - for those brief moments
of bliss, he was a boy alone with his cock, his throbbing,
spurting cock, that he well knew how to handle! I know I'm quite
good at handling boys' cocks (especially when they're spitting at
me), but he was clearly getting more pleasure from wanking
himself than I had given him in the park!

As protracted as his orgasm seemed to be, he was quickly still,
finally just fondling his cock (now with his whole fist) as he
slowly calmed down. His body was quite wet - he rubbed his
cock over the white mess, opening his eyes to grin up to the
camera. "That was great!" he sighed, "The best wank I've had
for a long time!" Still though, he was talking to the camera and
not me - quite an actor really!

Realising that his wank was nearly finished, I zoomed in on his
face, fading out the film as he gave a sexy grin - what a
performance!

"That was fantastic!" I sat down on the bed and grasped his
hand, pulling it away from his cock as it lay on his messy belly.

"Great!" he exclaimed before giggling, "Did it look good to you?"

"Really sexy ...fantastic !" I told him, "You looked so sexy
wanking like that!" I placed my hand on his hip, "And you really
shot a lot you know ... great!"

Much more relaxed, he grinned as he propped himself up on his
elbows. Looking down, he saw what he had shot, as impressed
as I was I felt. "Wicked! That's 'cos it was really sexy with you
watching, an' filming!"

As he spoke, I moved my hand more onto his belly, finally
reaching the pools of sperm that lay there - all warm and hot
and needing to be tasted! "You were great Marcus, and all this
is great as well!" As he looked at me, almost daring me to do
so, I raised my hand from his belly and licked up his cream -
even though cooling rapidly, it was wonderful.

However, Marcus collapsed back on his bed in a fit of giggles.
"You should have sucked me off!"

"Well ... can I? Do you want another go?" I was hopeful so I
added, "Do you wanna wank me off as well?"

"If you want!" Almost shyly said, but somehow, I felt he was
keen. "But not yet, can I see me wanking?"

"Well, yes ... but only through the viewfinder," I paused and,
feeling that we were close enough friends for me to trust him
totally, I added, "but you could come back to my place and
watch it properly ... do you want to?"

He was very keen! "Ok!" Pushing my hand from his body, he
rolled onto his side and pulled out a rather dirty hankie from
under his bed. Obviously it was for what he now did - shame to
waste his sperm that way but as he grinned ruefully at me, I
simply watched as he cleaned himself up. Throwing the hankie
back under the bed, he scrambled up and found his clothes - for
the moment, sex was forgotten but I knew he was simply keen
to see what his wank looked like! So, as he dressed, I packed
the camcorder away, ready to take Marcus home for the next
stage of our afternoon's fun.

Firstly though, I felt I had to pay him so producing my wallet, I
found the œ30 we'd agreed would be his fee. "Here, before we
go, let me give you this."

Almost embarrassed, Marcus took the money - turning to a
cupboard, he carefully searched under some old books and to
my surprise, pulled out a building society book. Showing it to
me, he indicated the money he had previously earned from me.
"Me Ran gave me this, with a hundred quid in it ... now I've got
some more ... but me mum mustn't find out, or even me
brother!"

"Good boy!" I was impressed with his surprising attitude towards
money.

"Yeah ... but come on then." He slid the book back into its hiding
place and, grabbing my arm, made me follow him from his room
and quickly out of his flat. Once more, he was rather nervous of
being seen, very keen to get to my car, especially when in the
distance he saw his brother, probably on his way back home -
we had been luckier than we thought!

On the way home, Marcus said little, merely answering my
questions with minimal information, almost hostile when I asked
it he'd done anything like this with any of this school-friends!
However, one thing I did confirm was that "yes" he was willing
to toss me off, but only after he'd seen himself wanking and if I
promised that I would suck him off as well: I was only too happy!

It didn't take long to drive back and I was quickly ushering him
into my own flat - a bit more luxurious than his home!

Once more slightly embarrassed over the situation I simply
directed him into the lounge, telling him to sit down whilst I
fetch some Cokes. I dashed to the kitchen, quickly returning to
the cans - sat next to him on the sofa, the pair of us drinking
from them, both of us needing refreshment and a few more
moments with our thoughts.

"Well?" I ask, "Do you want to see yourself wanking?" I was as
keen as I knew he'd be!

"Yeah!" he smirked broadly, "Put the video on then!"

"Ok!" I retrieved the cassette from the camera and prepared it
for showing. But before I started it, I sat back on the sofa and
turned to him. "First, stand up!" He was puzzled so I repeated
the order and as he finally stood up in front of me, I reached up
and undid the button at the front of his jeans. At first, he almost
stopped me but then stood still as I slid down the zip and pulled
his jeans wide open. Quickly I had them down round his ankles,
Marcus already nearly laughing at me.

"You're just disgusting," he laughed down at me, "shall I take
my shirt off?" He seemed to understood that I wanted to remove
his pants! I nodded - in one quick graceful movement he took
off his shirt. I grasped his hand and pulled him onto my lap -
again that slight resistance from him that quickly dissolved into
willing acceptance.

"That's better ... now let's see how sexy you look wanking!" I
picked up the remote control and started the video-recorder
going - I was very keen to see Marcus wanking even though I
had my arms round his almost naked body!

As he relaxed back against me, we stared at the screen, I
placed my hand on his bare leg - Marcus sucked in his breath
but made no effort to stop me as I moved it up to the front of his
pants. It was strange to be sitting there fondling a boy whilst on
the TV I could see him enjoying his wank. The real flesh & blood
Marcus was already stiffening up - utterly delightful to be able to
fondle him through his pants!

"That's quite disgusting!" Marcus giggled at me, "Do I really look
like that!"

"Course you do ... just a sexy boy having fun with this lovely
thing!" I gave a firmer squeeze - I was in no hurry to pull his
pants down and work on him more seriously! After all, I wanted
him to remember his promise to wank me off before I gave him
another orgasm!

Happily, Marcus soon reached between our bodies and started
to grope the front of my trousers. "You're all hard ... shall I wank
you off then?"

"Please you sexy boy!" I whispered, "I'm sure you'll be good at
it." After his reaction on the way back I was loath to ask, but
nevertheless did so. "Have you ever wanked anyone off before
then Marcus?"

He blushed, shook his head but then muttered, "Me brother!" He
blushed even deeper, "I caught him doing it once and he forced
me finish him off the bastard!" At that memory, he frowned but
then looked up at me a bit more happily. "I'd sooner wank you
though John!" He gave me a firmer squeeze, "Feels like it's a
big one!"

"So what ... this," I squeezed him, "is a big one as well ... you'll
probably be much bigger than me when you're grown up you
know!"

"Will I?" He was pleased - so much so that I couldn't stop him
pulling the front of his pants down to free his dick, "I know
mine's a big one," he giggled, "me brother told me! but bigger
than yours? Show me!"

"Wait! Let's watch you on the video first!"

But Marcus reached over me, found the remote-control and
pressed the pause button - on the screen, was a close-up of his
cock, but in front of me the real thing almost swaying about as it
stuck out from his almost hairless loins - it looked even bigger,
even longer and even skinnier!

"Get it out and show me!"

There was only one thing to do so I eased him off my lap and
started to undo my trousers. Watched closely I pulled them
open and then down, knowing that I simply had to as asked -
my pants were pulled down and my cock sprung up into view for
his inspection. "Wow! It's really big!" He smirked at me, "Much
bigger than me brother's and he's seventeen."

"Well, he's probably not fully grown yet - but I told you' when
you're my age, this lovely thing," I reached over and closed my
fingers round it, "will be much bigger than mine is!"

Reaching out, Marcus grasped me and gave a fond squeeze,
"Sexy man!" he muttered as he started to do to me what I was
already doing to him! "Let's watch the video then!" Without
releasing me, he set the recorder going once more so that we
could watch as his video-wank got increasingly serious. That
was fantastic enough to see, but so was the amazingly erotic
movement of his hand up and down my dick!

As we watched and as he wanked me, I merely fondled him, still
utterly amazed at how big he was - I was determined that he
would bring me off before he came once more, after all, he
might lose interest once he had enjoyed his second orgasm of
the day.

All to soon, we were watching the amazingly sexy sight of him
spunking up on screen - he was clearly enjoying it more than I
had realised when filming, the screwed up expression of his
face showing all too well how much he was appreciating his
powerful orgasm.

"Wicked!" Marcus exclaimed, "Is that really what I'm like when
I'm wanking?"

"Silly question!" I told him, the boy now laughing as he saw what
I meant. "All boys like wanking off - so do all men as well and it
looks like you really enjoyed that didn't you?"

"Suppose so ... that's 's cos you were filming me!" He released
my cock and pushed my had from his own penis, "Leave it a
moment!" He stared intently at the TV then, as the film finished,
he looked back to me and demanded, "Let's see me spunking
up again! How do you rewind it?"

I took the controls and did as asked, as keen as he was to
watch his orgasm once more. There was one trick I was able to
do and that was to watch it in slow-motion - it looked even
sexier to see his juice shooting out of his throbbing dick like
that, every spurt of his hot white sperm amazing to see. Marcus
appreciated the pure sexiness of it as well!

"That's fucking disgusting!" He looked a little more seriously at
me when the film once more finished. "You won't let anyone
else see it will you?"

"Why should I?" I had one or two friends who would enjoy it, but
after his request, that was out of the question!

"You'd better not!" He laughed, "Or I won't let you suck me off
again!"

"Then you'd be the loser!" I told him as I grasped his cock once
more.

"No! Leave it alone!" He laughed, "I'd better toss you off I
suppose!"

"Great idea ... I'm sure you'll be good at it!"

"Probably!" He looked a bit more seriously at me, "Do you shoot
much? My brother did when I wanked him off," he pulled a face,
"it went all over me!"

"Well, it depends on how good you are at wanking!" I told him
as I pulled my shirt open. "Wait a moment." Lifting my hips, I

pushed my trousers and pants further down out of the way.
Then, lying back with my cock sticking up proudly I told him,
"There you are then Marcus ... show me how good you are at
wanking!"

He smirked at me, "Change places first!" I understood, on my
left hand side it would be awkward for him, being as right
handed as I was. So, we quickly moved and as I hugged him
tightly to me, he closed his hand round my cock. "That's nice,"
he told me as he started to wank, "this is much better than when
I did my brother," he looked angry, "the bastard - he twisted my
arm and hurt me!"

"Doesn't sound too nice!"

"No!" He tried to smile, "But I don't mind doing it to you John ...
am I doing it right?" He was keen to please!

"Hold it a bit further up," I instructed, "an' do it a bit faster," he
did so, "that's better ... really sexy Marcus!" All I could do was to
lie back and enjoy what he was doing: my sexy young friend
was good!

"This is fun," he looked up at me, "I like this ... but you are
gonna suck me when I've wanked you aren't you?"

"Course I am ... I can hardly wait to suck your cock once more,"
I grinned at him as I hugged him even closer, "and taste your
spunk as you come off and enjoy yourself!"

Wanking me quite seriously, Marcus looked at me strangely - I
knew what was coming! "But why do you want me to spunk up
in your mouth?"

"Because, you love it, all boys and men love being sucked off!"

"Yeah!" He agreed with that, "But I still don't see why you want
to do it!"

"Why worry about that? All you have to do is to enjoy it!"

He giggled, "Great!" Almost shyly he looked up, "Is this all right,
am I doing it right John? Are you soon gonna spunk up?"

"Perfect ... you're really sexy Marcus." I was in fact quickly
getting very worked up, already aroused enough that afternoon
by filming Marcus wanking, watching the film and playing with
him whilst I did so! "Keep going ... you're so good I'll be quick!"

"Good!" He settled down to his erotic task, staring at my cock as
he played his hand rhythmically up & down my hard shaft - it
was great, I wanted to come quickly and enjoy the orgasm he
wanted to give me.

"Oh Marcus ... Marcus!" I was soon moaning, "Keep on ...
nearly there!" I was bouncing up and down on the sofa as he
tossed away, my tension inexorably rising. He knew what he
was doing and what he wanted to happen - inevitably his skilled
actions soon took effect on me.

I could hardly keep myself from moaning his name loudly as my
orgasm rippled through my body. I whimpered and whined
noisily, my cock throbbing repeatedly. As Marcus stared down
at it, he saw me shoot spurt after spurt of sperm all over my
body - some going over him as well. He proved how good he
was by slowing right down and milking out all I had, not letting
go but squeezing me firmly as he continued to give me some of
the most exquisite feelings I've ever known. He was good - very
good! All I could do - as they say - was to lie back and enjoy it
and that I did to the full, relishing the amazingly sexy feelings
his skilled fist was giving me.

"Dirty sod!" he muttered, giving me a quick grin before looking
back to my cock which was now very wet - as was my belly and
chest, my pubic hair matted with the last dribbles he was still
milking from me. "You shot over me as well!" He indicated his
belly, frowned but giggled, "It's all warm ... you shoot a lot more
than me ... or me brother!"

"Oh Marcus!" I was finally able to whisper as I held his hand
round me still. "That was fantastic ... you're really a great
wanker!"

"Huh ... you're just a sexy sod!" He was really rather proud of
what he had done, pleased to have been able to give me such
an orgasm.

The way he was still holding me was now proving to be too
much for my now very sensitive cock so I gently removed his
hand - all I wanted to do was to hug him close and rub my cock
against his belly but, that would have to wait for another day! I
realised that Marcus was going to be quite a regular partner and
next time, he was going to end up in my bed and perhaps
discover the delights of shooting against my belly as I covered
him with my own sperm! Or even discover what it was like to be
fucked!

I lay back and relaxed, easing my grip round his slim waist.
"Where did you learn to wank like that? Your brother must have
enjoyed it when you did him!"

"Who cares if he did!" He looked angry - but only briefly as his
face dissolved into another sexy grin, "It was fun doing you
though ... but you really shot a lot John!" He carefully wiped the
stuff from his body, ruefully transferring it to the sofa - I didn't
care about that: there were just visible there sperm stains from
other boys I had wanked off, perhaps later they would all be
joined by a sample of love-juice from Marcus!

"We should have gone and lain on my bed." I told him as I
reached down to my trousers and pulled out my hankie, "If we'd
undressed it wouldn't matter so much where it all went!" As he
watched closely, I cleaned my self up as best as I could, finally
throwing a rather sodden handkerchief aside - I had really shot
a lot, but what man wouldn't after being wanked so well by so
sexy a boy.

"Are you gonna suck me off now?" Marcus lay back, spread his
legs as wide as he could with his pants & jeans round his legs
and started to fondle his cock.

"Course I am. Now?"

"Yeah! Please! Moving his hands to the tops of his thighs, he
used his thumbs to hold his cock out from his body, pushing his
hips up in encouragement - not that I needed that! "Come on ...
suck it!"

"Yeah ... being wanked off by you has made me thirsty!" I told
him as I slid down to the floor in front of him.

After a moment's thought, he realised what I had said and
laughed happily. "Crazy ... don't suppose I'll shoot much 'cos
you made me wank off for your disgusting video!"

"What's disgusting about it?" I asked as I allowed him to brush
his cock against my face.

"Nothing really ... it's just natural isn't it?"

"Course it is ... so's this!" No time for further words as I wanted
to fellate sexy young Marcus, both for the pleasure I would get
doing it but also as a special way of saying thanks for what he
had just done to me.

To start with I just let him rub his cock all over my face, taking
the chance to flick out my tongue and lick his balls, then to run
my tongue round the base of his hot boy-cock. My mouth
worked its way up his hard shaft, then after my fingers had
tugged back his foreskin, I started to lick the sensitive tip of his
dick. The effect was very dramatic, Marcus suddenly sucking in
his breath noisily before whimpering in sheer delight. Like all
boys, now that he knew how sexy it was to be sucked off, he
couldn't get enough and I for one, was happy to give him that
special pleasure as often as he wanted it.

Finally, I allowed his hips to push his cock into my mouth -
closing my lips round it, I started to suck, nodding my head up &
down slowly as I used my tongue on him. His cock felt even
sexier to suck than it had yesterday although in its own way, it
was one of the oddest shaped penises I've ever sucked. It was
so long but so skinny - difficult to take it all into my mouth but
then, he had virtually no hairs to *tickle the end of your nose* as
a friend of mine always puts it!

I knew that despite his earlier spunking, he was now so worked
up that this couldn't last long - didn't really matter though - all I
wanted was to give him an orgasm and taste his sweet
boy-sperm once more!

My hands slid under his body to grasp his warm little buttocks - I
don't think he approved of that at first - that usual fear common
in many boys, that you want to fuck them - but as I held him to
me, my head nodding up & down his lovely hot cock, he couldn't
do anything but allow me total freedom. His moans became
louder and his body started to take over, Marcus soon almost
fucking my mouth as he strove to reach his orgasm.

Surprisingly, he took longer than I would have expected but
soon, there came the incipient signs that his orgasm was
approaching - I licked and sucked and wanked him with my lips
as sexily as I knew how - his body working under me frantically:
then, he was there.

As his body bucked under me, I could feel the spasms in his
penis as he shot his few droplets of sperm onto my tongue -
there wasn't much - just as I'd expected - but it was all very
tasty. Much more importantly were the noises he was making,
the way he was holding me to his genitals, the involuntary
movements of his body as he bounced up & down on my sofa
and the powerful throbs in his dick. I realised that even after
he'd stopped shooting his sweet tasting boy-sperm, his young
cock was still kicking strongly in my mouth, each throb
accompanied by a whine of pleasure. It was just great - this was
easily the strongest orgasm I'd yet given him and I was very
pleased with what I had been able to do for so sexy a boy!

As he slowly calmed down, I held my head still as I swallowed
those tasty dribbles of fresh boy-sperm. Then, I held my lips
tighter round him as I slowly lifted my head, dragging his
foreskin up as far as it would go. As he slipped from my mouth, I
opened my eyes to gaze at his fantastic dick - still very hard, his
foreskin not quite covering his glans and a delightful cloudy drop
sitting over the tiny hole. Wonderful and I wanted to take a
picture of him like that - all I could do though was to impress this
amazing sight in my brain!

Looking up, I could see that Marcus was still quite lost in his
post-orgasmic state so I hauled myself up onto the sofa by him,
slid an arm round him and hugged him close. "There ... what a
sexy boy Marcus ... that was really sexy wasn't it?"

"Wow!" He whispered, awe-struck at what had happened. "That
was incredible ... much better than last time!" The street-wise
boy I had picked up two days ago was now a soft cuddly sex
partner, a boy who had really discovered that sex in all ways
was fun even with a man!

"Well, sex is supposed to be fun ... and it gets better the more
you do it with someone!" It was a veiled hint that I wanted more
fun with him, but I knew he was hooked - at least on being
fellated!

He indicated his cock which was now slowly losing its firm
stiffness, "You really sucked it sexy John ... much better than
wanking off," He smirked, "But being filmed wanking was great
... you can make another video one day if you want!"

"Course I want!" I was very keen, even if it cost me more
money. The only thought was, did he have a school-friend that
might just be willing to join in? Perhaps they might wank each
other off for me - what a dream!

"Ok ... but not until next week though!"

"That's all right by me!" Although I wanted Marcus I already had
some plans for the weekend, sadly not with a boy! My friend
Dave had some new videos he had made of his troop of
boy-friends! How did he manage to have three or four on the go
at once? all willing to be filmed wanking and playing with each
other! I was always jealous of his success!

I leaned over Marcus and gave his softening cock a gentle kiss,
"I can't wait to suck it again," I sat up, "and for you to give me
another sexy wank!"

"Yeah!" He grinned wryly, "That was fun!"

There's no need to relate in detail how the day ended, we sat
talking about many things for a while and even watched the
video of him wanking once more. But the two orgasms he'd
enjoyed had obviously been enough sex for him for the day and
even as we were watching him spunking up on screen, he was
pulling his pants and jeans up. I did likewise.

I drove him back to his estate, Marcus nervous of being seen
but very keen to confirm our date for Monday, promising that if I
wanted I could video him wanking once more, "I shan't do it until
then so I've got lots of spunk for you!" he giggled but then more
seriously, "An' you don't have to pay me either!"

There's nothing you can say to that so after saying good-bye, I
let him out of the car and watched him disappear into his flats.

I drive home and watch the video once more - pity I can't show
it to Dave but Marcus wants it to be secret and I always respect
a boy's wishes over such things! On the other hand, I develop
the pictures of him - they turn out to be great, a tremendous aid
to the memory in bed later!

On Sunday, I show Dave the pictures of Marcus (they were not
under his interdiction) - Dave's impressed, even more of a size
queen than I am. His own videos are superb - perhaps Marcus
might join in with one or more of his young friends?

However, I can't wait until Monday - another film of my bus-stop
boy - another wank by him and another chance to suck his
lovely long dick! Wonder how he'll respond to a request to be
fucked? How will he respond to the idea of bringing a friend
round for sexy videos? He might just say yes now that he's
discovered just how much fun sex with another person can be!

THE END
28th June 1999
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