Date: Sun, 14 Nov 2010 15:54:56 -0800 (PST) From: Tague Micheals Subject: A Cuddling Boy II It's been a year since I first posted this story. Sorry about the delay. I had a chapter completed when my computer crashed so had to do it all over which put it behind other projects. Sorry. There is another chapter planned. Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was still early, barely after seven. I felt like getting out of the house, doing something. "How would you like to have a sundae Tor," I asked. He gave me a funny look. "How can I have a day Clay? And besides it's only Wednesday." I wanted to laugh but didn't want to embarrass the boy besides, I had to remember that he had experienced little to no frivolities in his young life. "No Tor, it's not a day it's like a dessert, with ice cream. You've had ice cream before haven't you?" He nodded his head, admitted that he had but only a few times in his life. "Well then how about we get dressed and we'll go do that." Ten minutes later we were in my garage and walking toward the last bay which was where my baby was parked underneath a soft cover. I punched the door button and as it began to lift I punched a second button which lifted the car cover. The cover was custom made and was attached to a custom frame that lifted and replaced the cover on the car. The cover itself was made of soft rayon but the entire interior was hand woven cotton to protect the paint. Tor watched, a look of intense interest on his smooth young face, as the car came into view. Low, fast, and looking mean as all hell the '67 Corvette Stingray coupe was my favorite past time and hobby. I had purchased it 4 years before and immediately had a complete off frame restoration done, not that it needed it. The car had come with every available option which included a 435 HP 427 rat motor, power everything, including an after market power antenna although I still had the original in a box. It was tuxedo black with a red stinger and red leather interior, side exhaust, red line tires, telescoping steering wheel made of teak and of course a 4 speed hooked up to a posi-3:55 rear end. It even had the original tire pressure sticker in the glove box. The car had taken best in show numerous times and placed at every show I'd entered it in. It was a blast to drive. "You should probably stand outside the garage Tor," I told him. When I fired the car up Tor immediately covered his ears; the car was somewhat loud on start up. I backed it out slowly then set the e brake and got out, needing to let the fluids and the motor to warm up before I drove it. I walked around it, Tor walking with me, asking a few questions. The boy didn't have much of an appreciation for cars in general, his family never owned one, but he did seem to appreciate the Stingray although he did say that it looked kind of like a big black ant. I agreed with him. When the water temperature was up we got in, belted up, and headed out. Once past the gates of the community I opened the car up, squawking the tires and causing Tor to giggle with glee. Needless to say we got plenty of stares, lots of honks and waves which Tor didn't understand at all. I tried to explain the mystique of cars in general and Vette in particular but the boy didn't seem to grasp it. The trip to the ice cream joint was uneventful as was the sundae although watching Tor eat his was fun for me. I enjoyed doing those things for the kid, exploring new things or exposing him to things he hadn't experienced, things most American born kids took for granted. On the way back, and as I made a left turn at an intersection Tor burst out, "Clay, there's some more cars like yours." "Where," I responded, craning my neck around but not seeing what he had seen. "Back there, on the other side of where we turned." I took the next 2 lefts and sure enough at the other end of the block there was a parking lot filled with about 2 dozen or more Vette's and people milling around. I pulled into driveway, the car's loud rumble attracting the attention of those who were close by. I got a few finger points as well as some waves from a few of the guys I knew from a Corvette club that I'd belonged too. I shut it down and we got out and of course people started milling around the car. No matter what group of Corvettes my car was in, it always attracted attention. I told Tor that I needed to speak with a guy but to go look around if he wanted to. A rail thin guy about my age with flaming red hair approached and we shook hands then chatted briefly about a rally that was planned for July, an annual thing that was sponsored by the state capital chapter of the club. After a few minutes I found Tor and we wandered through the crowd and looked at all manner and years of the American classic car. When we were done Tor observed that he thought mine was the nicest of all of them although there was a cherry red '62 that he thought was pretty nice too. On the way home we stopped at a red light along side a newer SL500 with a kid behind the wheel. It almost never fails that some hotshot wants to race me, often one of the newer model brands and often a young driver. Some people are more than willing to test their vehicles, often beating the shit out of them but I'm not one of those guys. More often than not I let them think that I'm willing to race and at the green they tear off down the street while I move along at a normal pace. So here's this kid in a "fuck me" red Mercedes revving it up while looking at me and nodding up the street. I Tached the Vette up to 4 grand real quick then concentrated on the street in front of me. The light turned green and the SL took off, burning rubber as he went. I turned right and continued to head home. "What was that guy doing Clay?" Tor asked. I explained that he wanted to race me. Tor thought about that for a couple seconds then said, "That's pretty stupid." Out of the mouths of babes. Back at the house, the Corvette back under its cover, it was pushing 9 o'clock. I was a little sleepy but not overly so and asked Tor how he was feeling. "I'm kinda tired Clay, it seems like we've been busy quite a bit." I nodded my head. "Would you like to take a shower and go to bed or maybe sit in the hot tub a little while then shower and bed." We had been in the hot tub a couple of times and the boy seemed to enjoy it. Before he could answer however I provided a 3rd option. I had a Jacuzzi tub in the master bathroom which Tor hadn't been in. Hell I rarely used it myself. "That sounds like it might be okay Clay," he said in response to the tub idea. I set the alarms on the house, shut all the lights off and we headed upstairs where I got the water going while we stripped out clothes off. I loved watching Tor in most activities but getting in or out of clothing was a favorite. He was always very careful with his clothes, treating everything as though it were a high quality garment. It reminded me of how most of us tend to take things for granted. When he was finished, and I was already starkers, he saw me looking at him and asked "what?" "Nothing at all sweet boy; I just love watching you." Tor blushed and shook his head and said that was sort of silly but still I could tell he was pleased. "I like looking at you too Clay," he said and walked over and hugged me tightly and when he stepped back I lowered my head for the obligatory kiss. The tub finally filled and I got in and leaned against the back, Tor following me. I hit the switch and Tor almost jumped because he was startled. "What is that Clay," he asked as he settled back in, facing me. I explained the system, how and why it worked. The expression on his face changed to one of concentration as he moved ever so slightly in one direction or another to get the pressure where he wanted it. "It does feel good Clay," he said with a sigh. I agreed with him. After a moment he moved, turned around then backed into me and relaxed against my chest. I automatically put my arms around him and gently held the compact boy. "I like this the best Clay, you holding me." "I happen to love it Tor. Holding you is about the best thing in the world." I said it softly, reveling in the feelings that were running through my body. They weren't sexual either but more about loving him for him. I'd guess it might be closely related to parental feelings. "Better than when we're sexy Clay?" he asked and I heard a bit of teasing in his voice. I teased him back by saying almost and he wanted to know why. So, I told him. "Well it's because you're sweet, kind, honest, trustworthy and lots of other things. You're also cute as the dickens," and I kissed him on his ear. He pushed his head to the side because it tickled then rested his head back against my body. "But you've had sex with other boys haven't you Clay?" It was said in more of a statement than a real question. I agreed that I had. He wanted to know if I'd had sex with women or other men. I wondered where this was leading because it was really the first time he'd asked personal questions, particularly of that nature. I was honest with him, told him that I had and he asked which I liked best and I told him, boys were my favorite. To his credit he didn't ask why although that would come later. "I'm glad you like boys better Clay. If you didn't then maybe we wouldn't even know each other," and with that statement he hugged my arms closer to him and pressed his body against mine a little tighter. I closed my eyes and just let the feelings pour through me. I've said before that there's nothing quite like holding a naked wet boy and holding Tor was beyond even that. As we talked Tor kept putting his foot out into one of the Jacuzzi jets, often pulling it away because it tickled, then putting it back. One of his hands did the same thing when it wasn't hugging my arm. "I wonder what it would feel like if I put my penis in front of it," the boy said. I felt that was a pretty big leap for Tor considering that his first actual sexual exploration had only happened 24 hours before. "Well Tor that's a question that probably every male who has ever been near a Jacuzzi jet has asked. Only way to find out is to try it." He turned his head around and gave me a skeptical look so I told him to go ahead. Tor moved away from me and got to his knees in front of one of the jets. The expression on his smooth pale face said it all. "Oh my gosh Clay," he exclaimed. His eyes close for a moment and I swear his hips moved forward a little. It was hot as hell watching Tor get hotted up like that and while I couldn't actually see what was happening I knew darn well that he was getting boned up. The image of that caused me to start firming as well. He finally turned to face me. "Look what happened Clay." I told him I understood and in that instance an idea crossed my brain. "Do you want to try something else Tor that will feel just as good and maybe even better?" He asked what. "Bend forward and back your butt up the jet behind you." Another skeptical look. The boy grasped at his cock and his balls and squeezed a little then bent forward as he backed closer to the end of the tub. He reached behind himself to pull a butt cheek open but I knew that it wasn't going to quite work. He would need bent farther forward and be on his hands and knees. I didn't have to tell him that though, he seemed to figure it out. A second later he was in the position and as he backed in toward the jet the expression on his face change from concentration on a task to one of surprise and pleasure. Tors' eyes all but crossed as the pressure of the bubbling water massaged his puckered little hole. "Oh my gosh," he said again, "It tickles and I want to stop but it feels too good. It's on my balls too." I swear his eyes all but rolled to the back of his head. I wished that it was my tongue that was creating those feelings for the boy. His head dropped down but stopped, his eyes on my cock which looked like it was straining to get free of the water. Tor adjusted his body slightly, probably trying for a better or different angle. "Your penis is hard Clay, how come?" I told him it was because I knew how good his body was feeling right then and it made me feel good. "Clay." His voice had a question behind it so I asked "what". "I almost feel like I want to put it in my mouth." I was surprised as all hell at that one. I figured the kid was feeling pretty hot and horny but I wasn't prepared for that. "Is it wrong Clay for me to feel like that?" His eyes, now about half open, looked at me then back down at my cock while he balanced on one hand and put the other between his legs. "No Tor, not at all. It's pretty normal." He gave that some thought then asked if that was something I wanted to do to him too. "Actually it is Tor. In fact I would love to do that with you." He let go of his dick then moved away from the jet of water which brought him toward me, and moved to his knees. His hard cock was jutting out from his body, standing as proud and firm as any young boys' cock ever had. I reached out and cupped his smooth nuts, gave them a couple of good squeezes, then took hold of his raging boner. Tor sighed and closed his eyes. Goddamn that boy was cute. I really wanted for him to stand and lean toward me so that I could blow him right there in the tub but it wouldn't have been very comfortable and there was always at least a small risk of slipping. "Would you like to get out and go play?" He nodded his head so as I stood up so did Tor. The boy reached out and grasped onto my dick and did to me what I'd done to him, stroked it a few times. When he let go I motioned to step out onto the mat then shut the pump off and pulled the plug. We dried off quickly then went to my bed. We had no sooner pulled the blankets and lay down than Tor took hold of my cock again and stroked it a few times. He leaned down and put his lips against the swollen head and I felt myself hold my breath in anticipation of having the cute young thing suck me. Just the sight of his face and lips so close caused my heart to flutter. "How do I do this Clay," he asked looking toward my face. I showed him by covering my teeth with my lips, which he did, then turned and simply put his mouth over my cock head and closed it, not that there was much room left to actually close down. Warmth radiated out from the contact point and I felt myself exhale. I'd thought about this almost from the first time I saw Tor. After our first sexual exploration the night before I had expected it to be awhile before anything other than stroking took place. I was a little surprised at this evenings play but wasn't about to look a gift boy in the mouth, as it were. The action that Tor was giving me wasn't much in terms of quantity or quality. He mostly stayed in one place and treated it like a tootsie roll pop, he just sucked it. But, it was Tor doing it; beautiful, sweet Tor and the feelings my body was going through were pretty intense. He finally stopped though and crawled up alongside of me. He planted a kiss on me then said, "I liked that Clay, it felt sort of good having your penis in my mouth. Did you like it; did I do a good job of sucking on you?" Tor was so eager to please and I told him that it had felt great. "A big part of being sexy with someone is how much you like them or love them. That makes the sex part even better." His face took on a very serious expression. "Do you love me Clay?" I felt a lump grow in my throat and nodded my head. "I love you very much Tor," I said softly. A single tear formed in the corner of one eye. Tor moved into my arms and kissed me, pressing his lips against mine as he hugged me tighter than he ever had before. "I love you too Clay," whispered in my ear. "I love you very, very much." I thought my heart was going to burst and all I could do was hold him and revel in the feel of his naked warm flesh against mine. He finally relaxed his hold and I allowed one hand to play down his back and onto the globes of his butt. I rubbed down onto the back of his thigh before moving back upward and onto the globes again. Tor had a delicious butt so rubbing on it was intensely satisfying. He rolled away from and lay on his back, his cock standing proud and firm above his flat belly. Since my hand had been on his butt it then rested on top of his thigh just below his balls. I turned my hand over and as it moved Tor spread his legs so his smooth, hairless sac was at full hang. God he was beautiful. I came up under then cupped his nuts in my hand and ruffled them gently with my fingers causing the boy go inhale sharply. I simply gazed at all that made him boy, taking in the blue veined shaft, the reddened tip that was peeking out from under an equally reddened foreskin. I could the short hairs growing at the base of his cock, the strands having grown longer and darker and more prolific than when I'd first seen them a few months before. Tor was maturing nicely. I filled my eyes and then it was time to fill my mouth. I'd wanted to suckle the young boy since day one as well, and now I was going to. I moved my hand up and took hold of his raging, almost 13 year old cock and pulled it upright as I lowered my head to it. I'd retracted his foreskin and when I closed my mouth down over his nail hard cock Tor jerked as if shocked. He filled my mouth almost perfectly; large enough to be filling but small enough for me to take his entire cock in my mouth. I lowered my head until my nose touched his pubic bone then massaged the head with my throat muscles for just a second before coming back up. There wasn't enough room for my hand and my mouth so after a few strokes while I sucked him I hooked my thumb around the base of his cock and let my fingers work on his balls. "Ooohhh," I heard him moan as new, intense feelings rippled though his compact little body for the first time. I felt his hand on the back of my head which only spurred me onward. I fully untended for the boy to cum in my mouth, wanted him to experience those feelings along with everything else I was doing to him, for him. It didn't take very long. I'd just finished exploring his swollen cock head with my tongue and was pushing my face back down into his lap when he groaned and pushed his hips upward. I felt the warmth of his sperm at the back of my throat and pulled my head back, my lips gripping his flesh as if to help milk more warm cum from it. There was a second droplet and fortunately it oozed out onto the tip of my tongue allowing me taste his boy honey. I continued to move my head up and down on his cock but of course the head became too sensitive and Tor giggled then pushed at my head. So, reluctantly, I took my head away from him then simply lay there, propped up on an elbow looking down at him as he recovered. Still panting, he turned his head to look at me and smiled; a look of satisfaction on his face. He reached a hand over and rubbed my chest then my face before rolling to face. "That felt wonderful Clay, better than the first one." He leaned his head closer and kissed me on the lips, a tender, post sperming kind of kiss. "I'm glad it felt so good for you Tor and for the record I thought it tasted better than the first one." He laughed and told me I was silly. "Are you going to make the sperm too Clay," he asked, reached between us to grasp onto my rigid flesh and squeeze it. I nodded my head as I wrapped my fingers around his hand and began jacking off using Tor's hand. He smiled again and looked down at what was happening and when I let go he continued to stroke me. I put my hand on his hip then rubbed down onto his butt, again reveling in the feel of fat and muscle, my fingers resting against his crack as I manipulated his flesh. Tor didn't say anything for the longest time but simply jacked my cock. As hot as I felt, as hot as it was having the adorable boy naked in my bed and working on me like that I knew that it was going to take awhile. But Tor came to the rescue, sorta kinda. "I think I'd like to try sucking it again Clay, if you don't mind." I told him that I would never ever mind if he wanted to do that to me. This time the boy turned around and lay perpendicular to my body, draped across my belly facing away from me. This of course presented his back to me and also his slender little butt and to top it off he placed the foot of his top leg flat on the bed which allowed me a much better access to all that made him a boy; and his delightful butt. So it was that I couldn't actually see Tor put my cock in his mouth but I sure felt it. This time he held onto my dick and actually moved his head up and down, sliding those sweet lips back and forth over the ridge of the head and taking more of me inside his mouth. I reached over and rubbed his butt again then moved between his legs and found his nut sac and fondled the sensitive orbs. The position also allowed me to move my fingers across his perineum, massaging the flesh and inching just a little closer to his boy hole. In fact I could almost see his puckered delicacy hidden between the cheeks of his butt. Deciding to take a chance, I rubbed against the underside of his balls, back along the raised seam of flesh allowing one finger to remain in the split and graze across the wrinkled muscle. I wasn't sure but what Tor reacted to that, his body giving a barely perceptible jerk. "Tor, stop for a second," I said, placing my hand on his hip for emphasis. As turned to face me he asked, "What Clay, did I do something wrong?" "Not at all sweet boy. I just thought you might want to try something different. Turn around and face toward me, that way we can suck each other at the same time." He did as I asked and we came together and he wasted no time at all in grabbing onto my dick and putting it back in his mouth. I was just a little surprised at the turn of events. Tor seemed to be really getting off on the sex thing but I didn't ponder it for more than a second and simply put my face in his crotch and got his rigid cock into my mouth. I draped my arm over his hip so my hand could play with his butt as well as encourage the boy to move at the waist, to fuck his tender young cock into my mouth. At the other end, Tor seemed to pick up the movement on my cock. I could feel his head moved from side to side a little bit as if the feelings that were ripping through his body were orchestrating his movements. He even took his head away and began licking at my cock head, treating it like a lollipop. I felt myself making yummy sounds deep in my throat as we both fell further into the abyss of lust. Once again, Tor's mouth got sore and he had to stop sucking but continued to jack me off. I stopped sucking him for a moment and moved between his legs, moving his top leg in order to do so. Tor got the idea and helped out and soon the leg was resting across my chest and I was staring at one beautiful sight; the opened crack of an almost teenaged boy, the underside of his smooth sac whose eggs rested on my chest in a puddle of hairless skin and of course the piece d' resistance- his hairless wrinkled hole. Because of the position his butt cheeks weren't opened wide so his core was almost hidden which only made it that much more erotic to me. Since both arms were also between his legs I reached up and rubbed on his cheeks then spread them. At the other end Tor had resumed sucking my cock and seemed to be trying to do a credible job. I couldn't quite reach the treasure that was waiting for me so put my hands on Tor's thighs and pulled backwards gently. The boy moved, using his right knee for leverage, which raised his waist up off my chest and brought his crotch to me. His balls hung in the air just above my body and then were right there in my face, his butt hole just above them all but winking at me. I felt my heart thump heavily then raised my head and licked at his nuts, moving the sac with my tongue. I heard Tor inhale sharply and stop sucking my dick for just a moment as his brain reacted to the new and highly intense feelings. I licked upward, pressing my tongue into his perineum, exploring the little seam of flesh. I followed it to its end and a moment later pressed my tongue against the puckered muscle of the boys' core. It had been some years since I'd rimmed a young boy, something that I loved almost as much as actually fucking him. Tor's asshole was as good if not better than the best meal I'd ever eaten and I began to lick, slurp and munch my way to oblivion in its folds. Tor moaned loudly, pushed his waist backwards as if to help me get my tongue inside the tightly little virgin hole. He continued to jack me off although I have to say it lacked the intensity that it had for the boy was having a hell of a time concentrating, of that I was sure. Being there like that, my face buried in Tor's ass, my tongue pressing and exploring every nook and cranny that the playground had to offer, and the length of time it had been since my last rim job, all conspired to get me to the peak in record time. I felt the familiar tingling and before I knew it my cock was spewing forth sperm. I felt Tor jerk slightly but kept up my work, trying to crawl inside the young boys' body from there. I reached underneath him and grasped his cock and began stroking it, sliding his foreskin back and forth over his swollen sensitive cock head. I really wanted Tor to cum while I rimmed him, wanted him to experience the exquisite feelings of both things together. It must have worked because as my cock slowed down he squealed and pressed his body against my hand. I loosened my grip as he tried to undulate his hips, an effort to fuck, and as he fucked my hand Tor was rubbing my cock against his cheek. A second later he groaned, pressed his cock into my hand even harder and I felt his asshole twitch against my lips as the boy came for the third time in less than 3 hours. He ground against me for maybe 20 seconds then relaxed and didn't move. I took my face out of his ass and let my head relax against the bed and simply stared at where I'd just been, admiring the view. Tor finally began to move and I moved along with him and as he did I saw my sperm on his shoulder blade and upper back, the cooling goo beginning to run toward his rib cage. As he rolled off of me and turned his head I saw glob of cum high on his cheek bone and more of it smeared below that and on his chin as well as his lips. I then understood the little jerking motion that I'd felt a few minutes before, the jerk in response to being shot in the face by warm cum. Tor's eyes were still half closed in lust, his face bearing a small satisfied grin. Seeing him like, with my sex juices on his smooth young face created mixed feeling for me. It was hot but I also felt a little guilty because he was such a sweet and caring boy; it almost felt like I'd taken advantage of him and I never ever wanted to do that to the boy. He dispelled any negative feelings in an instant. "Gosh Clay that made me feel good when your sperm stuff went on my face, like I wanted more and more," he said. I looked at my hand, saw the slight evidence of Tor's sperming then smiled at him. "I'm glad Tor; me too." We got off the bed and headed for the shower during which Tor asked why I'd licked his butt hole like that. I asked him if it felt good and did he like and he nodded his pretty little vigorously and said it had felt great. I explained that the area was very sensitive and playing there usually felt very good to both people. He asked if that meant that I liked doing it. I smile and said, "very much." He said he wasn't sure if he wanted to do it to me and I told him that was understandable but there were other thing people could do down there. Needless to say he wanted to know what and needless to say I explained it thoroughly. Tor listened attentively even though he'd started yawning. As we finished drying off I asked if it was time for bed and he nodded his head then said, "Can I sleep with you in your bed Clay?" I nodded my head. I could understand any number of reasons for his request and figured what the hell, I'd figure out a way to explain it to Mrs. Higgins. I was getting tired myself so to bed we went. Tor snuggled right up to me, kissed my on the lips with something that was more than just a goodnight kiss but less than an invitation to get it on. "Thank you Clay for being with me." He laid his head on my shoulder and I felt my heart swell. "Thank you Tor," I responded, emphasizing the you. The next morning we showered and headed out for breakfast during which I asked Tor if there was anything special that he wanted to do for his birthday. He said that being with me was the best thing he could ask for which made me feel good of course. I wanted to do something more special for the boy and asked him if he'd ever wanted to go to Disneyland or Disney world. He said that he didn't know what those places were but in any case he was happy just to be doing things with me. I pondered that and the more I pondered it the more I felt that I wanted to make it more special than Tor expected. After breakfast and he was in the bathroom I called my travel agent and told her what I wanted, including the fact that I was taking my 13 year old nephew with me. She checked quickly then told me what was available. I chose one and told her to book the flight and the room as Tor came toward me from the bathroom. She asked if I wanted pick up as usual and I said yes. We headed back to the house and at the guard shack told Tom that I'd need a cart pick-up in 30 minutes. He knew what I was talking about. At the house I told Tor that we needed to pack because we were going to take a little trip and of course he asked where. "It's a surprise sweet boy," I said then kissed him on the forehead. We tossed 3 days worth of clothing into a medium sized Louis Vitton roller; I left a quick note for Mrs. Higgins and we were at the foot of my driveway just as an electric golf cart pulled up. Five minutes later we were at the Heli-pad. Most of my community members traveled quite a bit for business as well as pleasure so utilized an air taxi service so avoided the traffic hassles and the 40 minute drive to and from the airport. Needless to say Tor had a shit eating grin on his face as the chopper swooped in and landed. An hour later we were buckled into seats in the first class cabin and rolling out for take off. Tor didn't remember much about his flight to America so this trip was mostly an all new experience for the boy. Of course I have him the window seat which excited him to no end. Our cabin attendants fell in love with Tor from the very beginning and waited on him hand and foot which embarrassed him a little bit and only endeared him to me that much more. Two and a half hours later we were back on the ground and in a limo headed to the Disney World resort.