Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2000 03:32:31 GMT From: Joe Camp Subject: Carnie Kid Carnie Kid Codes: M/t (anal, oral) By: Joe Camp idc90@hotmail.com Warning: The following story is a work of fiction. It is a fantasy. It never happened, except in the author's imagination. This story contains sex between a man and early teen boy. The author does not encourage or condone sex between adults and children. If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you already know what your supposed to do. If this kind of story turns you off, find something else. If you lied about your age in order to access this story, remember this is only a story. Real life doesn't always work out like a story. Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction. The characters in this story engage in unprotected sex. That's not real life if you want to live to old age. The characters are a product of my imagination, and can't catch anything unless I want them to. Any resemblance of characters to an actual person is purely coincidental. The author retains the copyright of this story. Placing this story on a web site without the authors permission is a violation of that copyright. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Carnie Kid I watched as Chad slipped the tank top over his head. There wasn't a hair on his smooth tanned chest. Of course, how many 13 year-olds have hairy chests? He sat on the edge of the bed, as he removed his shoes. He glanced at me as he pulled down his shorts that were a little too tight. Just as I had thought. No underwear. The shorts are tight enough that the lines would have shown if he had had on briefs. His beautiful cut dick lay limp across his nuts. Yeah, the shorts were tight enough that I had a good idea what his dick would look like. There was a very small patch, of very soft looking pubic hair making a thin half moon around the shaft of his cock. It was breath taking. As he turned to crawl into bed, I got a good look at his bubble butt. The twin melons were just begging to be squeezed and massaged. That butt and those firm tanned legs had been driving me crazy all day. All day I had watched him wiggle that butt, tempting, teasing. I couldn't help but dream about what those legs would feel like wrapped around me, as that butt was wrapped around my dick. Just the thought sent a shiver through me. I gave a sigh and willed my dick to stay limp. I had given him my word. I had promised I wouldn't ask for sex. Oh, that is going to be a hard promise to keep. It is the first time I have wished the little trailer had more than one place to sleep. Usually, I can't wait to get into bed at night with the help. But, I have never hired a guy as young as Chad before. I slipped off my tee shirt and dropped my pants. I left my briefs on, thinking that would make it easier for me to lay beside that beautiful naked boy, and not touch him. I turned off the light, and slipped into bed beside Chad. I pulled the sheet over us. I rolled onto my side with my back to him. I don't know how long I lay there trying to forget he was naked in bed with me. Trying to forget that all I had to do would be to reach out, and I would touch him. It had to be several minutes. I could hear by his breathing that Chad hadn't gone to sleep yet either. We must have been lying there at least a half hour. Chad moved in the bed, and I almost jumped when I felt his hand on the back of my naked shoulder. "Paul," he whispered, "let's do it." He didn't have to ask me twice, and I'm sure not going to make him beg. I rolled onto my back, lifting my butt up as I slipped off my underwear. Chad switched on the light as I dropped my underwear beside the bed. Chad was quickly in my arms. He was squirming all over me. His hard dick rubbing against me. His mouth was plying my chest with kisses, as I gently ran my hands up and down his smooth body. I cupped his butt cheeks with my hands and sighed. Oh, he is so smooth. The skin so silky. He is so firm but yielding. I know I should be ashamed. I'm 58 years-old. Chad is only 13. I should be ashamed, but I'm not. I want him so bad. I need him. Chad knows what he is doing. Oh, yeah, he knows. Chad slid down in the bed as he kissed lower and lower. He threw a leg across mine, and I could feel his hard dick pressed tight against me. He gently humped against my leg as his mouth reached my swollen cock. Low moans were coming from deep inside him. He gave my nuts a couple of licks before he moved to the shaft of my hard aching rod. His wonderful tongue knows just what to do. He did it all. A hard firm lap of his tongue up my shaft to the tender head of my dick. His tongue darted out to gently tickle that sensitive spot under the ridge of my dick-head. Oh, for a second there, I thought it was all over. Chad is good. He could tell I was about to shoot. He brought me back down, as he wanted to play some more. He wasn't ready for it to be over so fast. Chad swallowed my whole dick! Just like that. One second, his mouth was posed over the head of my dick, and the next, his nose was buried in my nuts, and my dick was all the way down his throat! I gave a few humps, and he came off my dick leaving it soaking wet with his slobber. He quickly spun around and placed a knee on each side of my hips. He bent forward and stretched his body out, as he used one hand to balance himself with, and the other to guide my dick into his puckered opening. I know I had to be panting as my wet dick felt the opening of his hole. I stayed perfectly still as Chad worked his beautiful body down onto my hard cock. I couldn't help the moans that escaped from me. The feel of the young exciting body he is giving me is beyond description. It must be good for Chad too, as he groaned with pleasure as he slipped lower and lower. It felt as if his ass was sucking in my dick as he lowered his body. He smiled at me as his firm soft bubble butt came flush with my groin. I could tell his need was as great as mine, as he started slowly working his body up and down on my dick. I don't think sex has ever been this good before. I spit into my hand and wrapped it loosely around his hard dick. The outside of his dick is soft and mushy, with a rigid core. Oh, it feels so nice in my hand. I just held my hand still, and let the movement of Chad on my dick do the jacking off. Chad tried to smile his thanks between grunts, but he was already at that stage were he was having to grimace. His fucking was so good that I had to groan and start bucking into his wonderful ass. I was so close. I don't see how I had kept from cuming already. Chad's nuts were tight against him, trying to draw back up inside his body. I know mine had to be the same way. Chad tensed and gave a high pitched screamed as his cum pumped out into my hand. His ass was quivering around my cock. I couldn't stand it! I had to let out my own long hard moan as my cum fired deep into Chad. I had to buck each shot as deep into him as I could. He is so good. Chad was bent over me, supporting his weight with his locked elbows. We stayed hooked together with my deflating cock as we panted and regained our breaths. I lifted my handful of Chad's cum to my mouth and licked my hand clean as Chad smiled down at me. Oh, he tastes good too. Chad gently lowered himself until he was resting all his weight on top of me. I don't mind his weight at all. He probably weighs less than a 120 pounds when he is soaking wet. Not that he is skinny. No, he's not fat either. His build and weight is just right for his size. No, I don't think his body could be anymore perfect than it is. Chad rested on top of me for a few minutes; maybe as much as 5 minutes. His dick was still hard and poking me in the gut. I rolled him onto his back and went to work on his tasty dick. I licked his dick-head and then my tongue worked down his short shaft to his yummy nuts. I let my tongue chase them all around in their sac, before gently sucking them into my mouth. Gently I rolled them around. Chad was breathing hard. The feel of them in my mouth as I played with them was new to me. The skin was so smooth. The eggs smaller. No hair. His crotch smelled different. Oh, yeah, he smells like a guy, but different. A lighter smell, not so heavy, I guess it is a younger smell. A smell I like. I let his nuts slip from my mouth, and started paying attention to his rod. I gently nibbled around his hard shaft with just my lips. I could tell from his breathing he likes that. I remember how great it felt when he had flicked his tongue at the tender spot under my dick-head. I copied him and did the same thing. I could tell when he tensed and started whimpering, "Oh, Oh, Oh" that he was going to cum. I slipped my mouth around his cock just as the cum started pump out. It is even better straight from the fountain. Such a mild sweet taste. Of course, there wasn't much. It was the second time he had cum in just a few minutes. I gently sucked a minute or two expecting Chad to go soft. He didn't. I decided if I quite stimulating his dick, maybe he would lose his hard-on and we could get some sleep. I came off him and lay back down. I was almost asleep when I felt his hand feeling me up. OK, so I'm not a kid anymore. I wasn't hard. When I felt his hand moving to my ass, I made up my mind. I'm not much for being a bottom. I don't know, I have just never gotten much out of it. I figured "what the hell." I rolled over onto my stomach and spread my legs. Chad was on top of me in nothing flat. His tongue was working the puckered ring of my opening. He was really slobbering. I don't know where that kid gets all that juice from. I heard him spitting into his hand, and soon his dick was poking at me. I wasn't worried about his size. I've had a lot bigger than his 4 and a half inches. I relaxed and he slipped right in. He gave a sigh as he bottomed out. He squirmed around a little and I had to catch my breath when his dick hit my prostate. He slowly pulled his dick out and then slowly pushed back in. I know I shivered as his rod once again found my prostate and poked at it. Once again he slowly withdrew. In yet again. His dick found that spot again and I had to groan as the shivers ran throughout my body. Chad pulled his dick all the way out and ordered me, "Turn over on your back." I did as he told me, and he lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He forced me into almost a ball, as his dick found its way back into me. I had to moan as he poked my prostate over and over with his hard dick. The grunts coming from me were almost a crying sob as Chad worked back and forth. I couldn't do anything about it. My gut tightened so tight that every nerve in my body felt Chad's cock. I cried out as the climax sweep through me and my cum was torn from my nuts. It was the first time in my life I have ever cum without my dick even being touched. Chad threw back his head and gave a long satisfied moan as he shot his cum into me. We rested as we were, letting our breathing return to normal. We didn't say anything to the other. We just stayed frozen in time, until I reached for my tee shirt to wipe my cooling cum from my body. At last. Chad is satisfied. He withdraws, clicks off the light, and lay close beside me on the bed. He snuggles deep into my arms. He hugs me tight, and a sigh that sounds like contentment escapes from him. I can't help myself as I smooth his hair as he lays his head on my shoulder. I'm a little surprised at myself. Usually, I'm not interested in cuddling after sex. I normally just want to roll over and go to sleep. But, then again, I've never had sex with someone like Chad before. It feels good having him lying there against me like that. I can tell he is already asleep as he gently shoves his soft cock against my thigh. For a while there, I was afraid he would never get enough to where he could lose that hard on. I don't remember being able to cum like that when I was 13. Damn, that's been a lot of years ago. I let my mind drift back, as I recalled how this beautiful hot boy came to be in my bed. Yeah, it was just this morning. No, it is way after midnight now. It was yesterday morning. The Carnival had pulled into town late last night. The yard boss showed us where to set up the trailers we live in. I pulled in beside Art and Betty like I always do. Their oldest boy Rick helps me set up my booth when I don't have a helper. My last helper took off just before we left the last town. He also took off with the day's take. Rick is 15 now, and man is he a looker. Art and Betty know I'm gay, but they know Rick is straight as a arrow, and that I would never come on to him anyway. Yeah, Rick is a good kid. A smart ass once in a while, but a good kid. He likes to bang on the side of my trailer when he passes by, always hoping it is at just "that" moment. Hell, I wouldn't ever admit to him if was. It only took us 30 minutes to get the booth set up. I own the concession for the softball toss. Contrary to what some poor losers say, the game isn't rigged. Those milk bottles can be knocked down. Oh, sure it is hard, but it can be done. I would hire Rick as my helper except for 2 reasons. His folks need his help with their booth, and I do like someone in my bed to keep me company after a long day. Once the booth was set up, I slipped a few dollars into Rick's pocket for his help. I then took off in my old pickup to find me a new helper. I have learned that I can usually find someone by going to the biggest city park. There are usually some bums hanging around that don't mind an easy job. Sometimes they don't take the job after the fringe benefits are mentioned, but I can usually spot those. I got to the park and started checking out what was available. I was trying to imagine what they would look like cleaned up a bit, and with the stubble scrapped off their faces. I hadn't been there long when this kid walked up to me. "Hi, you looking for a date?" He asked. Hell. I was flabbergasted. Sure, I have heard about the young kids that work the parks. I have even seen a few of them. Some as young as 16 or 17 even. I have even hired a few of them as helpers. But, this kid couldn't be old enough! He should be at home sitting in front of the TV watching cartoons. He couldn't be much more than 5 feet tall. I'm 6 feet 1 inch tall, and he is several inches short of even coming up to my chin. The tan on all of the exposed parts of his beautiful body, said he spent a lot of time outdoors. Man, was there a lot of skin showing. His face is almost like a beautiful young woman's, but it only takes one glance to know he is a boy. He is so smooth the skin looks like silk. His lips are full and a little red, with a bit of a pout look about them. Big brown eyes that do something to you that I can't even explain. His brown hair is a little ragged, and he could stand to have a haircut. He had on one of those tank tops that doesn't cover up much, and he had ripped each side of the shirt down to where there is only a narrow strip of fabric holding the sides together. Yeah, when he moved, I got a flash of his small nipple. He had on tight shorts made out of nylon or something like that, that clang to his body like a second skin. You could see every move of the muscles of his tight bubble butt when he made the slightest movement. In the front, they left little to the imagination. The backpack like most kids carry now days, was slung over his shoulder, and didn't distract one bit from his looks. Oh, he knew how he looked, and he knows what effect he has on men. Oh, yeah, he looked hot. "No," I told him, "I looking for someone to help me with some work." "What kind of work," he asked. "I'm pretty strong. I can do a lot of things." "No," I told him, "this job requires someone older that can move from town to town. I have a booth at the carnival, and I need someone that can travel and help me with it." "I can do that." he informed me. "I can go anywhere I want to. There is nothing tying me here." Persistent little bastard, I thought to myself. "No," I said, "it wouldn't work. Don't you have someplace you have to be tonight?" "I aint got a home," he informed me. Those eyes were looking at me. I can't explain it. They weren't begging. There was no plea for sympathy. No defiance. Just stating a fact, and looking at me. I don't know how he did it to me, but I just gave up. He won. In my mind, I saw my nights of hot sex gone. He's just a kid. I couldn't have sex with a kid. "OK," I told him. "I give up. You might as well know that I am gay. I have a little trailer, and the guys I hire have to sleep with me. If you want the job, I'll promise not to molest you or ask you for sex. I give you a place to sleep, feed you, and you get twenty percent of whatever we take in for the day. If we take in a hundred dollars, you get 20 of that. I get 80 to pay the expenses and for my part. We take in 300, and you get 60." "I'll take it." he informed me as he stuck out his hand. "It sure as hell beats trying to sleep under the bridge with those dope heads." "My name is Paul," I told him as I shook his hand, "what do I call you?" I couldn't help but notice how small his hand was in mine as we shook. "I'm Chad." It wasn't until we were back at the carnival that I asked how old he was. He informed me he is all of 13. I showed him how to stack the bottles, and where to hit them so they would fall. Rick came by the booth as I was working with Chad. I introduced them, and Rick didn't have a lot to say except, "Picking them a little young now aren't you?" "I'm old enough." Chad informed him. "K, man. Sorry." Rick said before wondering off. I taught Chad how to keep up a chatter to draw a crowd, and he practiced awhile before we went to the trailer for some lunch. We just spent the early afternoon resting and watching a little TV before opening the booth for business. Things are always slow in the afternoon, but it gave Chad a chance to practice. He started off a little slow and hesitant, but it didn't take him long to get into full swing once some people started coming around. Chad is a born carnie. By the time I went to Chuck's food wagon to get us a couple of hamburgers for supper, Chad was working that crowd like he had been doing it all his life. By 7:00, we had taken in more money and given out fewer prizes then normal for a full evening. I was watching how Chad did it. He seemed to know by instinct how to work the men. For some, he would flash his pert butt a little. Nothing obvious, but I could see it in their eyes. It didn't matter if they were with a woman or not. Their eyes would follow his every move as he retrieved the balls, and as he bent over in those too tight shorts. He could easily distract them as they would start to throw, just by shifting his hips. A lot more than one man kept shoving money across the counter just to see Chad pick up the balls. Those that weren't watching his body, he could taunt without saying a word. The expressions he would put on his face when they missed, said it all. Yeah, more money came in last night than I usually take in all week. Chad had a good size crowd around the booth wanting to give him their money all night long. Yeah, he had that effect on me too. I guess it was about 9:00 that I slipped away and came back to the trailer. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to jack off. I just dropped my pants and wrapped my hand around my hard-on. It didn't take more than five or six quick jerks to have my cum pumping out and easing the pressure in my nuts. I don't think I was gone more than 20 minuets, and I don't think Chad even noticed I had been gone until I handed him the Coke I brought back for him. We closed up about 11:30, when all the crowd that was left was over at the rides. We headed over there, and the guys all let Chad have free rides since he was now part of the carnival. We stopped at Chuck's food wagon just before he closed up and got a bite to eat. Chad and I came back to the trailer and counted out the money. I gave Chad his 20 percent, then slowly counted out an extra hundred and handed that to him also, telling him he earned it. He said thanks as he grinned at me and put his money away. "It's sure a lot easier getting the money out of their pockets this way than it is by turning tricks." he remarked. I watched him strip and crawl into bed. I don't know what the hell I would have done if he hadn't of wanted sex. I would have probably gone nuts. Recalling the climax Chad had given me, I drifted off to sleep. I awoke with the sun lighting the little trailer. The movement of the bed told me what had awoken me. I glanced over at Chad, and he was slowly working his hard-on with his hand. "Morning," I said smiling at him. He glanced my way as he gave a grunt of acknowledgment as he slowly worked his hard cock. I just raised my legs to my chest, and it didn't take Chad but a moment to be lined up behind me. Just a little of his spit around my opening, and he was started in. He rolled me up into a little ball as his dick once again started poking at my prostate. Oh, shit, here all this years, I had thought I was a top. Now, at 58, I came to find out I just never had anyone that knew what they were doing. Chad was going faster this morning than he had last night. He wrapped his hand as far around my hard cock as it would go, and started jacking me off in time with his thrusts. Chad had me whimpering in just moments as his hard rod quickly fucked inside my hole. He kept jabbing and poking at my prostate. I didn't have time to recover from the sensations of one thrust, before another hit. I was shivering, begging for release. Chad's groans were driving me crazy. I couldn't take anymore. I was flopping around as much as I could in the position Chad had me in. I had no control over my arms as they flopped around on the bed. My cum was burning its way out my dick, and splattering onto my chest. Chad gave a hard high pitched grunt and shoved hard against me as he shot the juices from his eggs. I felt the first hot splash, but I don't know how many shots he fired. We were still resting with Chad's dick still inside me when there was a loud, "Bang, Bam, Bam, Bang," running down the side of the trailer. Chad jerked his dick out of me so fast that if he had been hard, it would have cut me in two. By the time he realized the place hadn't exploded, there was a pounding on the door. "Hey, Paul, Mom says if you aint going to let Chad sleep this morning either, you guys are to come on over for breakfast. She says she don't trust you to feed a kid right. It'll be ready in about 15 minutes." "OK, Rick," I called out. "we'll be over." We quickly got cleaned up with a washcloth at the sink. It was while Chad was cleaning my butt for me that I decided. "You going to stay," I asked him. "Yeah, I think so," he responded. "OK. Everything is 50 - 50 then." I told him. He just nodded his head. Chad fished around in his backpack and pulled out a pair of loose fitting cargo shorts and a tee shirt. As he was slipping them on, he noticed the look on my face. "Those others are just my working clothes." he informed me. "Will Rick's mother give us any shit about having sex?" "No," I told him, "they might give us some shit over the noise, but Betty was only 14 when she had Rick." I couldn't help but slip my arm around Chad's shoulders as we left the trailer and headed next door. Yeah, I thought to myself, we are going to do good. Chad is a natural born carnie kid. The End Comments to: idc90@hotmail.com I answer all e-mails so if you should write and not get an answer, I didn't get it. Hotmail sometimes gets overloaded and loses mail. Please try again. Thanks for reading Joe Camp 2000