Date: Wed, 12 May 2021 21:12:57 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: Catching up with max (part 2 - adult-youth)

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***

It had been about a year since I had seemed Max, every time i jerked off,
I remembered my face in his crotch. His sweaty little nuts in my face, my
nose right underneath there. When my friend Andy was mentioning wanting
to take his wife on another date, I jumped at the chance to offer looking
after him for the night.

All three of them were looking amazing as they answered the door, mom in
a long dress with hair all done up nice, dad shaved and slick and cute
little Max in a nice suit & tie. He looked so grown up in his suit, even
though it had only been a year. He had certainly hit a growth spurt.

"Wow Max, I didn't know you were going on a date too! " I joked,
seeing him all dressed up.

"They made me wear this, I'm not even going out" Max grumbled, walking
in as if he owned the place.

My one-bedroom apartment is pretty basic, only I live here, and rent was
expensive enough as it was without getting a bigger place. I had just
enough to look after my own needs, a little kitchen and just a little
lounge.

His mother was a flabbergasted by Max's rebelliousness which had really
started to grow in recent months. "You're a guest in his house Max, you
have to dress smartly."

Max grunted and pushed his way in. As he walked past, I noticed that he
was wearing some cologne too. His blond hair looked darker all gelled
back, he quickly flicked off his black dress shoes, lazily dropping them
as he walked, then flopped down on my single recliner.

"Max!" His mother cried.

Max was definitely growing up fast, the young curious boy I dealt with
before was almost a young teenager. He was 12 now, with a little more
angst, and his voice had dropped an octave. I had been dreaming of
meeting him again since the last time, I hope Max had been too.

"Don't worry about it Mary," I laughed. "Just go and enjoy
yourselves, I'll look after Max."

"Max, make sure you behave!" his parents called out with pointed
fingers, across the room. "We love you!"

Max visibly slunk down in the chair; it was embarrassing for a boy his
age to be told that with a stranger around. For me, the sound of the door
closing was like magic in my ears. It had been so long since I was alone
with Max.

"So..It's been a while Max. What you been up to?" I asked as I made my
way over and stood awkwardly where he was sitting. He had the only chair
in my appartment, I didn't have a lot of visitors so didn't feel the
need for extras.

"Nothing much.."

"What about your friend, Matt, did you ever get to do that stuff you
wanted to try?"

"Huh? Oh, nah we aren't really friends anymore...I grew up out of all
that gay stuff."

"Oh,that's a shame.." I trailed off. DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! It was going to
be a long night if things were going to go like this! "Do you still play
soccer?"

"Nah, my new school doesn't really do that. They don't even have a team.
I play on their wrestling team instead. "

"Oh yeah? I thought you said last year that wrestling was kiddy stuff?

"The fake stuff is. I do proper real wrestling. I'm pretty good at it
too. I reckon I could take you down easy."

"Haha, I doubt it. You're too scrawny to be any good."

"Size is nothing, it's about skill. I beat guys your size before."

"Alright how about this then. We wrestle here and now. Winner gets the
chair for the night. Loser gets the floor."

"Deal" he replied with a grin. He probably thought he had me on lock.
Little did he know I played for the wrestling team back in highschool
back in my younger years.

"You can't wrestle in your suit though; you might rip it"

"Eh that's no problem." Max shrugged and took off his clothes.

He was pretty quick in getting his shirt and trousers off. He stripped
down to just his boxer briefs, red ones with a black trim. His little
package making a slight protrusion in the front. His young body
definitely had some definition coming in. His baby fat was gone, but I
wouldn't say he was muscular but definitely was fit. He clearly had no
problem getting undressed in front of me either, probably used to it now
from school. We both knelt on the floor, him in just his boxers, me in my
casual clothes.

We did a bit of a count down, and said go. I was formulating a plan on
the fly. We got on the floor and started to roll around a bit. No
punching or kicking, just pushing, pulling and grabbing. He was quite
strong for a kid to be honest, and his training more than made up for my
adult strength. I quickly took him down though. All the technique he
could muster was no match for my previous experience and greater
strength. I easily took him down, had him in an arm bar in seconds. He
begrudgingly gave up knowing there was no escape. He didn't look too
happy about losing so easily.

"No fair, I wasn't ready."

"We did a count down. I'm just a lot stronger than you."

"Strength isn't everything in wrestling. Have you wrestled before or
something?"

"No, " I lied "beginners' luck perhaps? How about we do best of three?"

"Alright, I'll get you this time" He claimed, as we got in our ready
positions again.

This time I didn't try to win, I let him have his way. Every attack he
used was successful and this time he got me lying on my front and had my
ankle. One of the most vunerable positions to be in, I knowingly tapped
before he had to go any further.

"Told you," puffing out his chest as he declared after his faux victory.
I noticed he was a little winded now, his chest rising and falling. No
doubt moving a fully grown adult around like myself was hard work for the
young lad.

"You just got lucky. You won't get me a second time" I had no intention
of beating him. Everything was working out perfectly.

Once more we got into position and went at it. This time I countered
every move he made, there was only one way I had in mind for him to go
forward. Frustration. He needed to get up close and personal if I was
going to let him win.

Eventually he tried it. I was on my back and he was on top of me. In a
flash he spun around so that he was basically sitting on my chest, his
knees on my shoulders. Not a conventional move but he was getting tired
and desperate, trying to get me to stay down. Even though, I still
wouldn't give in. He repositioned again moving forward so he was
basically sitting on my throat, his knees straddling my head. My face was
back where it was a year ago, buried in his boxer covered taint.

"This brings some memories" I mumbled as I twisted just enough for him to
have to keep trying.

"Shut up. Just stay down will you?"

"You haven't beaten me yet! And I like it down here, it's like old
times."

"Ew don't say stuff like that. If you don't stay down, I'll fart in your
face!"

While not entirely repulsed by the thought, I decided to finally give the
little tyke his win. Staying down for the count. With that, he got up
from my face.

"I win!" He declared, jumping onto my chair triumphantly. "Now hurry up
and go get me some food, I'm hungry"

"Ugh fine. How does pizza sound?" noticing his quick change of authority.

"Sounds good to me. Just hurry up about it. Get me a drink too. "

I got to work preparing our meal, while he sat and relaxed and turned on
the TV. I think we were both a little worn out after our little
playfight, but he rested while I prepared our meal.

When I walked back and passed him his share, I could see he mad made
himself comfortable and was flicking through the channels. He had stopped
on a disney movie, 101 Dalmations probably not the best movie for a boy
his age, but he seemed interested in it.

"Have you ever noticed a dog when it really wants something, likes to
put his head between your legs? Why would they do that?" Max asked,
indicating the small gap between his knees on the chair.

"I think it is something to do with scent. Or maybe begging. They find
comfort there and know they'd get your attention."

"They want to put their nose right in someone's dick?"

"Well, we did it last year.." I reminded him.

"Yeah..you should put your head here like a dog."

"Haha, I thought you said you had grown out of that stuff?" YES! YES!
YES!

"I have. But tonight you're my slave and you have to do what I say."

"Since when?" His little sex drive engine was starting to turn over
again, I just had to give it a little more gas.

"Since I decided you have to, otherwise I will tell my dad what you did,
and I will never hang out with you again. "

"You wouldn't. Please don't tell him, he'd kill me."

"I won't so long as you do as I say. He would destroy you. Honestly you
should do as I say or you could be in a lot of trouble

"Do I have to?" I lied.

"I wasn't asking. Just do it"

It was obvious what he wanted me to do. I got on my hands and knees, and
crawled over to him, pulling my head on my chair, right in front of his
boxer briefs. I couldn't tell but I think he closed his legs a little,
his knees holding my head in place. I think I saw the material of his
briefs shift as his little cock twitched, his little bulge quickly
swelling with the newfound attention it was getting. With my face trapped
between his legs, I was once again greeted with the aroma of Max's
crotch.

"That's a good boy" Max said, patting my head like a dog. He adjusted him
sitting position and pulled my head slightly completely burying my nose
in his groin. I could feel my nose resting against the soft pouch of his
balls. They smelled only slightly sweaty and musky. I wondered if he
could produce cum yet.

I stayed that way while he continued channel surfing, and ate his pizza.
He occasionally adjusted myself, stroking his cloth covered cock which I
could close up was hard as rock in his underwear. I could smell the scent
of sex wafting off of it, though Max kept it covered. I don't know what
happened to my pizza, all I know is by the time he let me up, it was all
gone.

"Lie down on the floor" He demanded after the movie ended, as he pushed
my head aside.

"Why?"

"Because I want to sit on your face while I beat off. Hurry up."

I got on the floor as instructed. He wanted to lie flat on my back facing
up. He got up off the chair, and dropped his briefs, now being stark
naked above me. My heart began to race as he set a foot either side of my
head and quickly squatted down all the way down to my face. Stopping just
short of sitting directly on my head, his butt cheeks were spread above
me, I saw his tight pink asshole right in front of my eyes. I could see
it flexing in and out.

"Oomph.." I wheezed as he came down on my face, suddenly feeling trapped.

"Now," he started "kiss my ass!"

"Yes sir"

"Yes. Kiss it slave. "

I laid there for a moment, contemplating whether I wanted to go through
with what he had in mind. I figured he would have showered before he came
around and he looked clean enough. I decided to start slow, giving him a
small peck on his butt cheek. My mouth making contact with the globe of
his left cheek.

"Not there. " he said above me. "You know what I mean. Now kiss me on my
asshole slave." He bared down on me more, lining his hole up with my
mouth. I sighed, here we go again. I puckered up and smooched his smooth
hole. The slightly different textured skin quivering as my lips made
contact with his senstive area. It was salty to taste, with a tang like
iron, but it wasn't disgusting.

"That's better slave. Now, stick your tongue out, make out with my hole
like you would a girl."

I tentatively poked my tongue out, tasting his ring. I could hear him
gasp above me as I my tongue made contact with his most private place.
His earlier tastes exploding in my mouth, a strong mix of salt and musk.
He tasted like I expected a boy would. With my earlier ministrations, the
skin around it was loosening, as I probed his hole. I could feel the
entry of his sphincter start to give way and I dig a little deeper into
the folds of his sphincter. His flavour was stronger the deeper I went. I
could feel his breathing becoming heavier above me as I cleaned him.

"Good job slave" he panted. "Say thank you master for letting me kiss
your bumhole!"

"Thank you master for letting me kiss your bum hole"

"I bet you love it too. Now, time to suck your master's cock"

With that he shifted down and presented me with his leaking 12-year-old
dick. He had certainly grown since i had seen it last year. His little
spike, was now in the misds of puberty. His little 3 incher now a proud 4
and a half inches and his ballbag had grown slightly, it looked like a
ripe fruit sticking out of his body. There were even signs of darker
hairs coming in, while he didn't have any wiry pubes still, there were
tiny little 1/8 inch hairs growing at the base of his shaft. His sweaty
cock hanging above my face, which he then lowered into my open mouth.

"Mmmph!" I tried to complain as he docked his whole length inside me. He
gave me little time for me to adjust. He might have been small but it was
the first cock I had ever had in my mouth, I could feel its warmth on the
inside of my cheeks, a little scent of pee from his groin laying against
my nose.

"Be quiet and just suck it!" He ordered as he started rocking in and out.
This young man was quite demanding of me, and I loved it. His dick was
already slick with his precum, so it moved in and out quite easily, I
just wasn't used to having something like this knocking against the back
of my throat. He planned on just using my mouth to deposit his young cum.
I was just a thing for him to please himself with.

This was probably the first time someone sucked his cock, but seemed to
have quite a bit of endurance. He must have been humping away above me
for several minutes before I felt his little balls start to contract. His
sweaty cock thrusting my mouth more urgently now, as he approached
climax.

"Here comes my load slave. You better swallow it!" He demanded as he
dumped his young seen in my mouth.

A little splash of sweet boy honey confirming that yes, he could cum. It
was rich with flavour, not thick, more like salt liquid flooding and
gushing between my teeth. They were rapid fire squirts, I didn't know it
had happened or finished until I heard him moaning above me, then sighing
a breath of relief. He lay on top of me for a moment. He spent balls
resting on the bridge of my nose, now emptied. I could feel his cock
softening in my mouth, his little foreskin returning to normal has his
cockhead retreated back into its hiding place.

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