Date: Tue, 23 Feb 2021 11:24:48 +0000 From: Billie353535 Vegita Subject: Catching up with Max (adult-youth) Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. All characters depicted are above 18 years of age. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not proceed. "Thank you so much for doing this at short notice Adam, we have been dying to have some alone time, and poor Max was devastated when his friend had to cancel at the last moment." "No worries at all Andrew, it'll give the kid and me both some time to get to know each other better," I replied. Max was the son of my best friend Andrew. Andrew and I had gone to school together but now we were both grown up. He was married and had his son to look after so we didn't get to hang out as much anymore since he had to be a responsible dad and all. I was still single, but Andrew and I went out as drinking buddies now and then. It was his wedding anniversary with his wife of 10 years Mary. Originally their son Max was meant to be staying at a friend's place, but for reasons unknown to me that all changed and I was called in to look after him. At eleven years old, he is an all-American boy. His blond hair and green eyes made him a bit of a heartthrob in the making like his dad was in back in high school. It seemed like he wore a T-shirt all seasons of the year at this point, that and those old stiff cotton shorts. I only got to see him every few months or so, but he was a spitting image of his dad at that age. I had a bit of a boy crush on Andrew when we were growing up, but somewhat regrettably never acted on it. About 20 minutes after his parents left, we were both sitting on the couch together, in the living room. We each had our own seat corner, I was watching the TV, while Max played with his Gameboy, only looking up at the TV every now and then. "This shit is boring" Max finally said. "Hey watch your language. I thought your dad said you liked wrestling?" "Yeah, when I was a little kid. It's all fake though." He was still a little kid in my eyes, but he looked so much like Andrew did when we first met if only his voice perhaps an octave higher. His blond locks almost covering his eyes. "Well, what do you want to watch?" "Let's watch some porn!" Max said eagerly. "I ..don't think your parents would be too keen on me doing that. We could watch an R13 movie maybe?" "Ugh, R13 isn't even that big of a deal. Dad lets me watch that already. It just has some swearing and that's it. I wanna see some boobs!" "You shouldn't be thinking about that sort of thing at your age" I lied. Truth be told I had probably been jacking it to boobs for a few months by his age. "Dumb, everyone else gets to see them. This night was going to be so cool, now it's going to suck." I felt for the poor guy. Apparently, he had big plans with his friend and it was literally last minute that it had all come crashing down, and now he had to spend his evening with me, who he didn't really know. "Look, I don't think there is even any porn on this early in the night and I don't know your parent's cable code anyway, so how about we do something else?" "Yeah? " Max looked up from his Gameboy "Wanna rub my feet?" "Rub your feet? Why would we do that?" I said, crinkling my nose at him. "My dad does it sometimes, especially if I have a crappy day like today" "Oh he does, does he? Well, I guess there is no harm in doing that. Swing your legs up here and let's give it a go." Max swung his legs up onto the couch, placing them right in my lap on top of me. I pulled his socks off, the slight scent of boy feet assaulting my nostrils. "How do they smell? Do they stink?" Max asked cheekily, the pong of his toe jam in the air. He stretched his toes a little now the air got at them. "They certainly don't smell like roses, wuullf!" I exclaimed. They didn't smell all that bad, but I hoped to cheer him up a little. I got a bit of a giggle out of him, boys his age lapped this stuff up. I started gently rubbing the soles of feel, which were still slightly warm and a little clammy from the socks. He quickly jerked his foot away sharply before I even got started. "Hey! That tickles!" "Well, you asked me to do this!" "Do it harder and firmer! Like a proper massage." I got to the task, rubbing his clammy feet. The skin was paler than the rest of him, his toes and nails looked clean but clearly, he was an active guy at school. His shins were well-toned and tanned. "These are soccer legs" I declared, taking it all in "Yeah, I play at lunch. I'm the best." "I bet you are!" I kept kneading his foot and toes he didn't seem quite so glum now. A couple of times I heard him exhale, so I must have been doing a good job. Plus I noticed he had gone back to playing his video game. I continued working away for a few minutes, my fingers getting sticky with his foot juices. "I'm thirsty, can you get me a coke?" he asked bluntly. "Sure thing kid" I obliged getting up off the couch. Anything to give my hands a bit of a break. When I came back with a glass of coke I saw Max had taken off his shorts and tossed them onto the floor. Now he was just in a pair of red briefs, which looked to be a size too big for him. "What happened to your shorts?" I asked raising an eyebrow "It's too hot for shorts, this is more comfy" "I'm not sure I should keep doing this. Do you usually take your shorts off when your dad is giving you root rubs?" Out of the corner of my eye, I could just make out where his tan line started where his shorts were. The pale, sun-starved skin getting lighter and lighter the higher I looked. Right up to his pasty white inner legs, which were virtually white. "Noo.. but he isn't here. I'm still covered so cmon get back to my feet." "Put your shorts back on please," I asked, passing him his glass which he noisily slurped, and ignoring my request. I gave up the fight and sat back down, getting back to his feet. Occasionally glancing to the side I could just make out where Max's little package would be. It was now only hidden by a single layer of red cotton which was draped loosely over where I suspect his balls lay within. He was too young to have much of a prominent bulge, and the looseness kept much of the shape of it a secret, but it had to be in there. His little boyhood. I tore my thoughts away quickly, why was I thinking about him like this? "Cmon rub harder, you're slowing down," Max whined, back on his game. My fingers were definitely cramping at this point. "Sorry Max, my fingers are getting tired, I need to give them a rest I think" "Matt does it way longer than you" "Oh? Who is Matt?" "He is my friend I was going to hang out with" "Hrmm, I thought you said it was your dad who did this?" "Nah I lied. Dad never rubs my feet but Matt does when I ask him. He even sucks my toes when I tell him." "Well, I'm not sucking your grungy toes." "Fine." Max huffed, the conversation over once more. I sighed and lifted a foot up to my mouth. I noticed his big toe was like most of the rest of him, still hairless, but I did spot some fair sprigs of hair smattered over his shins and calves. Shutting my eyes, I stuck his big toe in my mouth and ran my tongue around it like a lollipop. "Eww," Max giggled, "that feels so gross when you do it like that!" "Believe me it doesn't taste much better either. How else are you meant to lick a toe?" I muffled out, my mouth half full of salty toe. "Well, you're meant to suck it, not lick it" "oh.." I changed my style, switching to sucking on his toe. My lips were wrapped around the narrower part, where it joined the rest of his foot. I could taste some of the grit and stale sweat between his big and next little toe. A mixture of sweat, and salt, and slimy afternoon foot gunk of a 11-year-old boy. "Stills gross. How's the taste?" "Nasty. Doesn't smell much better either, I'm probably going to get sick tomorrow after doing this." "Aww poor baby," Max teased "Matt does it all the time and doesn't complain. I could have got you to suck on something else " "Yeah, that is something I don't even think you and Matt have done" "Wanna bet?" "You're kidding?" "Yeah..I kinda am. He hasn't done that but I was going to have him do something today until everything changed. And he has never said no to me for anything before. " "So...you wanna going to ask him to suck your dick?" "No way! I don't think he would go that far. I was just going to try to get him to do some other stuff for me" "Like what?" Max described his plan. It seemed he had a bit of control over his other friend, and wanted to see how far he could push him. He wasn't going to get him to give him a blow job, I don't think Max's mind could comprehend something like that yet, but he wanted to get him to do something up and personal. Max continued explaining his plan, how he often used a pillow between his legs in bed at night, he wanted to do something similar with his friend. "So I was going to lay on the couch, and then get him to poke his head down here between my legs like this.." He showed how he would get Matt to kneel in front of the couch, and then put his whole head between the arch between his legs. Listening to his plan, I started to get hard. This kid seemed so confident in his lewd plan. I had never considered myself gay or anything of the sort before, but Max just seemed too alluring in some way. "I'd have a nice head pillow, and his head would keep me warm too!" "It seems like he would be getting the raw end of the deal. Do you think there would be enough room?" "I dunno, wanna try?" I couldn't believe I was doing this. It was like I was watching myself from the outside as Max just asked and I obeyed. He slouched down on the couch with his knees up at an angle as planned. After putting my head through there was just enough space for me to stick my head beneath them, and look out between his ankles. It was pretty warm down there too, my head trapped between his legs, shins and the seat. Looking out between his legs I could still just make out the TV on the other side of the room, which at this point was playing a show obviously neither of us were really paying attention to. I faced this way because I figured it was the safer route, even though my heart was racing as I excepted he wanted me to be facing the other way. "Not that way silly, your face should be turned towards me" My heart pounded. This was it. I turned my head inside his little leg cavern, turning to see the backs of his knees, turning further to the backs of his thighs and finally down to his red undie covered crotch. This had the effect of having my nose and mouth mere inches away from his cotton-covered genitals. I could see movement shifting behind the cloth as in the short time I hadn't been paying attention, he had got hard. His briefs pitching a little three or four-inch tent within them. I felt him scoot his feet back a little against my neck which pushed my face closer still towards his dick. I got a whiff of his prepubescent cock and balls which were now so close. Heat radiated from between his genitals, my senses becoming overwhelmed by the smell of his boyhood. "Comfy?" he asked from above me, as he started up his Gameboy again. "Good thing I am not claustrophobic, there isn't much space between me and your...you know.." "My what?" "Your .. junk" "Oh, I don't really mind...I actually wanted to do this with him..but do it naked. Do you reckon he would do still it?" "Why don't we try it?" I gulped. My stomach flooded with butterflies. "Really? Won't we get in trouble?" Max asked, turning on the couch, freeing me from his little prison. "I mean, I have done enough already to get in a lot of trouble so might as well go all the way now" I pulled my head out from between his legs so he could get undressed. "Yeah well, don't you dare laugh at me or I'll tell." Max said, for the first time becoming a little self conscious. He took off his t-shirt first, revealing his little chest and tiny pink nipples. He had an innie. He must have been close to puberty but for the most part, his frame was still that of a prepubescent boy. He wasn't chubby or skinny, just right. Next, he peeled off his briefs, dropping them to the floor, his little hard cock slapping against his lower tummy as he sat stark naked before me. His 3-inch hardness still with plenty of time to grow, sprouting from a hairless groin, and a small peach sized sack beneath, covered in tiny blond downy hairs. I wondered to myself if this was what Andrew looked like at his age. Max was uncut too, even though he appeared fully hard, his little foreskin only slightly pulled down, his little pink head just peeking out, which I could see was a little slick with clear precum. With his underwear out of the way, he lay back onto the couch, bending his knees, his cock at attention. I stuck my head back in under his knees, this time my face right in front of his privates. Before I had time to adjust, Max closed his legs around my head, mashing my face against his now naked boy dick. The aroma of boy sweat and a little bit of pee enveloping my senses. I could make out the tiny blue veins across his balls, my nostrils embedded in the silky smooth skin of his scrotum. "Can turn your face down a bit, your nose poking me" I'm not sure why but at this point I was just doing as Max said without question, his comfort being important than mine. I turned my head down as far as I could towards the couch, my nose was nestled beneath his boy balls, right at the base of his buttcrack. The little pink seam from under his balls disappearing down underneath him to his butthole which was out of sight. "Hummm, this feels nice" Max cooed, feeling the rush of my breath, caressing his nether regions. "Keep doing that! " I had been trying to breathe shallowly considering the current location of my nose, but did as instructed, taking deeper breaths. His cock smell and the faint smell of his butt now joining the odours down there. "Ohhh shit yeah, that's good." "I think I prefer the smell of your feet, " I mumbled "Haha!" Max roared with laughter "Don't like the smell of my dick cheese? Too bad." Max grinding his shaft against my face. "It's not your dick I'm worried about, it's your butt. Just don't fart okay?" "You better hope I don't, your nose feels like its almost in my butthole!" Max grabbed the back of my head and tried to push my head further in, I groaned as I got more ass smell but I couldn't go in any lower. "Just keep breathing like that. You can come up when I'm finished with this level," he said, referring to his game. "How long is that going to take?" I muffled from below. "Hrmm..probably like an hour." He said cheerfully. Oh god, I thought to myself, an hour of being face first in a boys crotch? At least the kid was happy now, as I accepted my role for the night. -- I hope you enjoy the story! Below are some links to some of my other gentler works. As always feedback is welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com. 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