Date: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 07:06:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: David-A Boys' Story II

October turned into December and the holidays. I still had all my money,
well most of it, that Anthony and Jim had given me. For some reason I
didn't see a need to spend it besides, like Jim said, people would
notice. My mom decided to work extra hours on Christmas day so I was alone
again since everyone I knew had family or other stuff going on. I was in my
room and ran across the card that Anthony had given me so I called the
number and he answered the phone. I told him who it was and he seemed glad
to hear from me and wished me a merry Christmas and asked what I was
doing. I said nothing and told him why. He said that he wasn't either, that
he had no family then he said,

"Tell you what David, what do you think about taking a cab over and we can
celebrate the holiday together, how would you like that?" I said that would
be fine so he asked my address and said he would call the cab and he would
pay for it when it got there. I threw on clean clothes and the new coat mom
got me for Christmas and went out front to wait, which was only a few
minutes.

Ten minutes later we were at Anthony's house and I got out and went to the
front door. It opened before I got there and he gave me money for the cab
which I dutifully delivered and went back to the house. I took my shoes and
coat off inside the door and followed Anthony into the living room where a
fire was blazing in the fireplace.  He said that there was a small ham in
the oven and some other things that his housekeeper had prepared for him
before she went home to her family and we could eat in about an hour.

We talked about all kinds of things in my life and his. He had been owner
an art Gallery in Los Angeles for years and made "tons of money" and had
moved to Missoula because it was quiet and besides a friend had recommended
it to him. He had no family that he knew of, and most of the friends he had
in his life had passed on, many of them from aids. His lover of thirty
years had passed away about five years before. We talked about my school
and what classes I liked, my friends and those kinds of things.

"You know, David, you are a remarkably beautiful boy. I believe that you
could become famous because of it, just like the other David." I told him I
didn't know who that was so Anthony explained it me patiently, just like he
always did with me.

"I know an artist that would love to paint you and I think that you would
find it to be fun. Of course," he said with pause, "he would probably want
you to be nude, how do you feel about that."

"I don't mind Anthony. I'm getting pretty used to people looking at my
naked body and sometimes I kind of like it."  He smiled and said,

"I got that sense from you the first time you were here David. Did you
enjoy yourself?"

"I did Anthony, very much and thank you for the gift by the way."  He sort
of waved my thanks away.


 "I enjoyed watching you very much David.  Your beauty and presence are
immensely powerful and intoxicating. You have a power over people that you
aren't even cognizant of." Like I said before, Anthony talked kind of
funny, elegant like I guess you might say.

"If you get too hot you are more than welcome to take off any clothes you
want to; there are no other people in the house I know the room might be
quite warm to you but because at my age I get cold easy so kept it warm."

I agreed that is was pretty warm so said I would like to just wear my
underwear and he said that was fine with him, just put my clothes in the
chair by the door. We continued to talk as I undressed and he didn't seem
to be staring at my crotch like I thought he might although because my cock
is so big, my underwear do sag some and he commented that I do seem to fill
them out.  I just smiled.

"Dinner is probably ready David." So we went into the kitchen and I sat
while he pulled things out of the oven. He said we would eat in the
breakfast nook since there was only the two of us it would be too much
trouble to set the formal dining room table.  He carved up the ham and we
sat to eat and I enjoyed probably the best Christmas dinner, or any dinner
for that matter, in a long long time.  Afterwards I helped clean up and put
things in the dishwasher and Anthony said he would like to show me the
house so he took me through it.

As I said before, it was two stories and had lots of rooms. There were many
paintings on the walls as well as statues and other kinds of carved
things. He pointed them out to me telling me who did what and I guess the
artists must be famous the way he was talking.  Anthony's room was huge and
had its own bathroom with huge tub, almost like a swimming pool and I told
him it was really awesome.  Being in the room reminded me that I had to pee
and when I said so Anthony fine, that I could meet him in the bedroom when
I was finished.

"You don't have to leave Anthony, you've had seen me naked before and I
dropped the front of my briefs and hauled out my cock and peed. Anthony
admired my cock, telling me how beautiful it was, how big it was and that
it was a pleasure to look at it, that I was a pleasure to look at.

"Really" I asked him.

"Really" he said with a smile. When I was finished I just took my briefs
and T-shirt off. Anthony had a look of surprise on his face so I told him
that since he was so nice to me and since he loved my body so much, then I
was happy to let him look at it all he wanted. I walked toward him and my
cock just swung back and forth. My balls weren't exactly still
either. Anthony watched me with a look of wonder on his face and he smiled
and said softly.

"You are truly a magnificent piece of boy hood David. Magnificent".  I
thanked him then said,

"I know how much you like to look at my body Anthony, do you want to touch
it too".  I was more than willing to allow him almost anything.  He thought
about that a moment then said,

"No, not right now, some other time perhaps. I wouldn't mind watching you
touch yourself though, that is if you are in the mood to do that."  I
thought about that.

"You mean like play with myself, make my cock hard and stroke it and
stuff." He replied that yes that was what he meant.  I asked if I could lay
on his bed and he nodded so I laid down and he sat in a chair next to the
bed and watched me as I rubbed on my fat balls and stroked on my cock. I
was thinking about the time I fucked Dylan and my cock got pretty hard
pretty fast.  As I stroked on it, precum started leaking out.

"Oh my David it is lovely that you are making it so much precum."  I rubbed
the precum all around the big head of my cock to make it slippery when I
rubbed and squeezed on it and the feelings were so intense. I started
moanin and moving my head back and forth as I rubbed and squeezed on the
head. Pretty soon the feelings of making a cum started so I moved to my big
hard cock with both hands and started stroking the shaft.

"Oh gosh Anthony I am gonna cum, oh man" and the feeling raced up my cock,
my slender hips thrust into the air and I squirted out a small kind of
light liquid. I kept stroking like mad and another little tiny squirt of
watery liquid came out.  The feelings died away and I kept stroking for a
little bit then let my cock rest on my belly til I got my breath back. TheI
jumped off the bed and hugged on Anthony's neck

"I made sperms Anthony," I said excitedly, "I made sperms oh man that is
the first time I made em." My cock was still hard and whacking into Anthony
as I hugged him but he was laughing with me saying

"Yes you did my sweet young boy; yes you did."  He undid my hands and
pushed me away a little bit and looked me up and down and said,

"Oh David, you are becoming a man now, you know that. Making sperm is the
first big step toward manhood. I am so proud of you and so happy that I was
able to witness your first sperming."  He put his finger tip to the slit of
my dick and wiped the left over sperms off and put his finger in his
mouth. "How sweet tasting your sperm is David. I think I could drink it all
day."  I laughed and he laughed with me then said "let's go downstairs and
have some dessert."

I grabbed my underwear and followed him down the stairs into the kitchen
where he pulled a fresh baked apple pie from the refrigerator. He cut two
large pieces and put them in the microwave to heat them while he took out
some vanilla ice cream. Then he put big scoops on the plate next to the
warm pie and we sat down to eat it. I was stuffed by the time we were done
and said so. It was also getting late and although my mother would probably
not be home till later, I thought perhaps I should leave soon. Anthony
respected my wishes and watched quietly while I got dressed and when I was
done he called a cab.  While we waited I told him that this was the best
Christmas I could remember and wished I could give him a gift.

"You did David, just by being here. I do enjoy your presence and I thank
you so much for spending time with an old man like me."  I hugged him and
said that he wasn't old and that if he wanted I would spend more time with
him, and he said he would like that very much. The cab honked outside and
as I left he said to come back soon.

"Oh, I shall call that artist and let you know how it turns out" he yelled
after me. He stood on the porch until the cab was out of site.  On the way
home I thought about the evening and how much I really enjoyed Anthony's
company. He was a nice guy and I guess I must have thought of him as a
grandfather type. I had never had a grandfather, uncle, or any relatives in
my life for that matter.

About 4 days after Christmas I received a large brown envelope in the
mail. I opened it and pulled out a letter addressed to my mother. In short
it said that my name had come to the attention of a foundation that gifted
needy children during the holidays. Inside were gift certificates made out
in my name. One was for 500 dollars from the top bike shop in
Missoula. Another for one 150 dollars was from JC Penny, 100 dollars from
Old Navy, and another 100 from a very popular kids clothing store in the
mall.

In addition, a savings account had been opened in my name at a local bank
where I could draw out twenty dollars each Friday for allowance starting in
January and going for one year.  I was fucking dumbstruck.  I thought I
recognized the name at the bottom but wasn't sure where I had seen it and
there was no phone number or address and it was postmarked from Helena, the
capitol about a hundred miles away. When my mother finally saw the letter
she too was astounded but didn't think any more about it. It was like she
was thinking,

"Great, I don't have to worry about him for a while."

After discovering that I could make sperms I started jacking off on a more
regular basis since I had the house to myself a lot.  I had gotten a nude
picture magazine and looked at the pictures of the guys while I laid on my
bed and stroked my cock to hardness. I learned to use lotion and created
the most intense feelings by gooing up the head of my cock and squeezing
and jacking on just that part. Sometimes I put a sock on my cock and laid
on top of my pillow and fucked it until I cummed. Sometimes I would come
home from school and be so horny to jack off, to make sperms, that I didn't
even go to my room but took my pants down and laid on the sofa in the
living room and squirted.

Sometimes my friend Nate would come over after school and we would mess
around. Ever since the pond experience he was eager to be sexy with me. I
taught him how to suck cock which he seemed to love to do even though he
couldn't do as much with my cock as I could with his. He loved to jack my
hard cock and make the sperms shoot out, something he was totally
fascinated by. He liked my balls too, to lick on em and feel em and hold
em. Sometimes I would lay on top of him with our hard cocks side by side
and I would rub into him like I was fucking him and squirt out onto his
belly and mine. He was getting dry cums and loving the feelings from it and
I let him lay on top of me and fuck on my belly sometimes too.

Just before Valentines Day I got a note in the mail from Anthony asking if
I could come over and visit. I hadn't seen him once since Christmas and
when I told him about the gifts I got he seemed genuinely surprised. I went
over to Anthony's house on my new bike after school on Valentines Day and
Anthony invited me in.  I had decided to be naked at his house because he
loved my body so much so I just started undressing as soon as I got in the
door, leaving my clothes in the same chair by the living room door. Anthony
seemed to enjoy it as well and always commented on how beautiful I looked
and how magnificent my boy cock was.

I followed him into a large bedroom down the hall from the living room and
when I entered there was another man there and painting stuff all over the
place.  He turned when we came in and of course his eyes went straight to
my swinging cock, which I think had grown another half inch. I was
beginning to wonder when the hell it was gonna stop and the rest of my body
was going to start since I was still under five feet tall. The man's name
was something I can't pronounce but his friends called him Bo.

"I am very pleased to finally meet you David. Anthony said you were
beautiful but I believe absolutely that you are the most beautiful boy I
have seen in years. Your body is wonderfully perfect, although the cock is
a little out of place but hey, if anything had to be bigger the cock is
always a good choice." Bo laughed at his joke.

"Painting you will be an honor David and I will pay me by the hour or by
the job, your choice."  I didn't really know what to say so we decided on
by the hour and it was to be fifty dollars an hour and a minimum of two
hours per session.  He moved me into a variety of poses, looking at each
one a long time and from different angles, always mumbling to himself,
before moving me into another pose. In the end, he said that he would like
to do a series of sketches of me, that it was too difficult to decide on
just one pose. He would decide later whether to paint or not. And so we
began that afternoon.

In the first pose I am on my knees on a window seat with one hand pulling
the curtain aside and I am looking out at something. The pose is called a
three quarter so it shows my slender little boy butt really good. You can
barely make out my cock and the side of my face.

Another pose was me standing in front of a large dressing room mirror and
drying my hair with a towel. It was done from the side and you could see my
reflection in the mirror. Another I was stepping into Anthony's tub and am
bent over slightly with one foot testing the water. I am looking up as
though someone called my name from the direction of the artist. It was a
full front shot that showed off my cock and my balls.

Still another Pose I was lying on the bed, on my back like I was asleep
with my cock full on hard. One arm was crooked up and touching the side of
my head, the other was kinda across my belly a little bit and two fingers
were just touching the side of my cock.  Bo titled this one "Dreaming Boy".

All of the titles would end up having the word Boy in them and all in all
there were thirteen sketches. Bo ended up doing 4 or 5 paintings from the
sketches. My favorite was "Waking Boy" where I was standing next to a bed
and stretching out like I just got up. The bed is rumpled, and you can see
a clock on the night stand that reads 6:45 and you get an idea of the sun
coming up in the window by the bed.  My body is totally in view, my long
cock is like a little bit hard but not much and my hanging balls are
showing really good. One arm is behind my head which is tilted sideways a
little bit and I have a really great "good morning" smile on my face.

 The sketches and painting took over fifty five hours of posing over three
months so I made some nice money from the deal. Bo made a great deal more
because he had 250 numbered prints of all of the sketches. The artists'
copies each had my thumb print in the lower corner next to the artist's
signature.  I found out sometime later that one person had bought all of
the originals for something like $122,000.

 It was after one of the posing sessions and I had taken a bath in
Anthony's tub and was walking down the hall afterwards and stopped to look
a nude white marble statue. I really liked it because it seemed to be a
young boy like me, and Anthony has said it was Greek. My eyes almost popped
out of my head. At the base of the statue was the artist's name, the same
name as on the "donation" letter to my mom at Christmas. I knew two things
then. One was that Anthony was the mysterious donor and for some reason
didn't want me to know it was him, so I decided to keep it to myself. The
second thing was that I knew I would do anything that Anthony ever asked me
to do; anything.

During the time I was posing, I managed to meet up with the boy I had met
in the park that night. His name was Eric and it turns out that he had just
turned fifteen and lived up in Kalispell and visited his grandparents once
a month. We just happened to be at the park at the same time. We talked
about general stuff.

"I thought about you a lot David. Whenever I came to town I always came
here at dusk hoping to find you. I am so happy that I did." I told Eric
that I had thought about him too, although I really hadn't. I didn't want
to hurt his feelings.

"Oh man Eric, I met this man who knows this artist and now I'm having a
bunch of paintings done of me"

"Really, I would love to see them David."

I called Anthony to see if it was ok if I brought Eric by. I never asked
Anthony for anything and he trusted me so he said sure. As we walked to the
house I told Eric to please not be surprised by anything that happened
while we were there. He was a little frightened I think but I convinced him
that it was going to be ok; just a little different.

Anthony met us at the door and I introduced him to Eric, Anthony being the
very polite man he always was. I never got a chance to look at Eric before
because of the dark But I noticed him then. He was a cute boy with kind of
shaggy brown hair and hazel eyes. I certainly remembered his body.

I did what I usually did at Anthony's; I began to undress and put my
clothes in the chair by the door. Eric was clearly confused. Anthony had
gone into the living room so I whispered to Eric that I was always naked
while I was here.

"Antony just likes to look at my naked body, even though he never had
touched it and he has never asked to. You could be naked if you want to or
not, it didn't matter but at least take off your shoes."

I was down to my briefs and T-shirt and Eric decided to be bold and quickly
undressed as well. I was already naked by then and he looked at my cock
admiringly while he took off his briefs off. His cock looked as nice as it
did the first time I saw it, almost six inches and nice balls hanging
between his legs. Eric's body was nice too, slender but not skinny and
firm. I took him by the hand and led him into the living room and stopped
in front of Anthony because I knew that he would want to see Eric's body.

"You have a very lovely body Eric and I am very thankful that you are
choosing to share the vision with me." I told Anthony that I wanted to show
Eric the paintings and Anthony told me to do ahead. I led Eric down the
hall by the hand and we went into the painting room and I turned on the
light.  Sketches of me were all over the place and the morning painting was
on an easel in the middle of the room. I stood by the door as Eric wandered
around, looking at everything, commenting on different things. He came back
and stopped in front of me.

"The paintings and sketches are incredible David; that they looked just
like you." His hands were hanging at his sides. "You are so beautiful" he
whispered. "I have thought about you almost constantly since that night at
the park." He put his hands on my shoulders and leaned down (he was a
little taller than me) and kissed me on the lips quickly then stood up and
said he was sorry.

"I'm not," I said and stood on my toes and kissed him back, putting a hand
on his hip for emphasis. When I broke the kiss I looked down and saw that
his cock had risen to at least half mast. He saw me looking and said that
he wanted to make love with me so badly and could we go now. I led him back
into the living room and said to Anthony

"Anthony, can we go to your room now?" It was a little bit bold on my part
but I knew that Anthony would be ok with it. Without saying anything,
Anthony got up and we followed him, hand in hand, up the stairs and into
his room.

Anthony's room is really cool and Eric was impressed. The bed is huge and
the lighting is kind of hidden and dim and there are mirrors in the wall at
the front of it. It is very sexy. Eric looked at me questioningly.

"It's going to be ok, please trust me. Just be yourself and love on me like
you would if we were alone." Eric nodded his head. Anthony had turned the
covers down for us, placed a bottle of lube stuff and a towel in the
headboard. He said he would be back in a minute and left.

"Anthony loves boys," I said to Eric, "he likes to watch boys being sexy
that he really is a very nice man and harmless. I am sexy in front of him
all the time, although alone and not with another boy."

I pushed Eric to the bed and made him lay down then I sat on his belly, my
cock getting hard and sticking out in front of me. "I looks like it has
grown since I saw it last. When I told him I was making sperms now too he
said, "way cool." I leaned up a little bit and put my fully hard cock close
to his mouth and he licked on the head then gripped the shaft with one hand
and directed my dick to his mouth. He took the head in and licked and
sucked on it, one hand on the shaft and the other cupping my balls and
playing with them. I reached back behind me and gripped onto his rock hard
teenage cock and played with it and stroked it while he sucked on
me. Anthony had come back into the room and quietly set a glass of ice
water on the table and sat in the chair in the dark. I looked at him and
smiled and winked and he nodded slightly to me. From then on I didn't
notice that he was in the room.

I stopped and turned around so my face was at Eric's cock and my slender
little butt was in his face. I licked and sucked on his cock and he licked
and sucked on my fat balls and actually licked in my butt hole. I almost
died from that. I finally stopped and rolled off on the side away from
Anthony and laid my head on Eric's belly and sucked on his cock, taking
most of the shaft into my warm mouth. Eric was moaning and rubbing on my
head as I sucked on him, my hand down between his legs and squeezing and
holding his balls. He had nice fat balls too, not quite as big as mine but
nice and they hung there loose in their bag and I could feel little hairs
growin there. I had to lick on them so move my body down where I could get
at them with my tongue and I licked on them and sucked them, sniffing in
the aroma of Eric's teen crotch.

I rolled over to his other side and moved along side of him and laid on my
back so he moved to me. In this way Anthony still had a clear view of the
action. Eric leaned in and kissed me, his hand running up and down on my
chest, nipples, lover belly and grabbing on my hard kid cock, the head all
slippery with precum.  When he felt that, he stopped kissing me and slid
down to my dick, and licked all the precum off of it then took it in his
mouth and sucked on it, taking most of it into his soft warm wet mouth. I
thrust my slim hips up, helping to stuff my dick into his mouth, moaning
and running my hands through his hair while his other hand cupped my large
smooth balls, gently massaging them.

Eric eventually stopped and slid his head up to my chest and sucked a
nipple into his mouth. I didn't know nipples existed really until that
moment and I discovered that they were intensely sensitive. I moaned loudly
as he suckled like a baby, gently tonguing the nipple around while he
sucked, his other hand stroking my cock head where more precum and leaked
out.

"If you don't stop that on my cock head" I whispered, "I'm gonna cum".  He
immediately stopped all action and moved his head up and kissed me long and
deep, sticking his tongue into my mouth, another first for me. When he
stopped kissing me he was breathing heavily and he whispered to me,

"I want you to cum inside me David, I want your cock inside me and I want
your sperms in me."

I nodded my head and he reached to the night stand and got the lube. He
gently applied the slippery stuff to my cock head and about half of my
rigid shaft, then reached behind him and rubbed it in his butt hole. Once
done he laid on his back and pulled his legs back, saying "I want to see
your face when you make love to me David".  That was the first time I had
heard that phrase applied to being sexy with a boy. I liked it. It somehow
made the whole thing more special to me. It already seemed special cause
the way Eric was treating me, so soft and gentle and caring like and not
just suck feel squirt.

I got between his raised legs and positioned my fat cock head at his pink
butt muscle then stopped. I gooed up a finger and slid it into him then
moved it in and out, fucking him with it. Eric moaned and "oohh God-ed" and
then I slipped another finger in, stretching his warm tight hole even
further as I stuffed both fingers in until my hand knuckles touched his
skin. I felt my fingers hit that hard little something up inside him and
when I did he moaned even louder. After about a minute of both fingers, his
breathing was very fast and he moaned,

"Put your cock in David, please, put your cock in me now; ohhhhh God
hurry".  Eric's eyes were almost closed from the feelings that were pouring
through his young body and they didn't open much more as I slid the head of
my throbbing kid dick into his hole. I loved the feeling of my cock going
inside another boy and loved watching it slowly go in till my belly skin
touched a boy's bottom.

I held Eric's legs open and slowly slid my boy pole out of him almost all
the way then just as slowly moved it back in till all seven inches were
back inside and I couldn't go any more, then pulled it back out. Eric was
moaning loudly and moaned even more when I was all the way inside and his
face turned into that "hurt but feels good" look that I see when I am going
inside a boy with my big cock. I was loving the feelings in my body, loving
the tightness on my dick and the feeling of my balls when they smashed into
Eric's skin.

I stopped and reached for the lube and Eric opened his eyes, if you could
call those little slits open. I squirted lube on Eric's beautiful cock then
told him to put his feet flat on my chest, which kind of rolled butt ass a
little bit higher which meant better feelings for us both. Then I reached
between his legs and grabbed onto that rock hard teen boy cock and started
fucking him again, the motion causing his cock to go in and out of my hand
and causing Eric to scream from the intense feelings he was having.

"Ooooohhhhh god, oh god oh god David, fuck me harder David please fuck me
harder, oh god" he moaned and talked, his face all screwed up with feelins
as his head went sideways back and forth. I rammed my dick into him making
his body jerk from the pressure every time I was all the way in. The only
sound in the quiet room was the sound of our young bodies slapping against
each other.

I had learned to recognize sounds and looks of bein sexy and there is an
"oh God" and there is th "Oh God I'm gonna cum" type of oh god and that was
what Eric was starting to do. I moved my hand to his cock shaft, leaving
the head alone and I fucked him even harder, slamming my fat cock into
him. If someone had hit my balls as hard as they were smacking against Eric
I would double over in pain; but this was not pain. This was the best
feelings in the world as I felt the tingle start in my belly then my balls
and knowing that the boy I was fucking was feeling the same thing as me.
Eric opened his eyes a little and he screamed out "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
as he watched his boy cock shoot out globs of his white teen sperms clear
to his shoulder and chest. My feelings were matching his and the tingle in
my balls raced up through my kid cock and released my sperm to freedom
inside Eric's body. I heard myself moaning and groaning loudly as the
feelings continued and I let go of Eric's cock to hold onto his legs as I
crammed and stuffed every single piece of my cock into him that I could and
he continued to moan right along with me.

The feelings eventually died down to a soft kinda glow and I dropped his
legs then laid down on him and he wrapped his arms around me and we
kissed. I had an idea and broke the kiss and told him to hold on to my
neck, I was gonna sit up with him. He got the idea but let one arm drop the
help support us as I raised up and sat back on my knees. It seemed to force
my cock deeper into Eric, not that he minded and all, and I held onto his
butt and pulled him tight to me. The feelings were really good and he
wiggled his cute little ass as we hugged each other tightly. I heard a
movement and turned to see Anthony go into the bathroom.

Eric murmured in my ear, "I love you David. I thought I might before now
but I know it with all my heart" he pulled away and looked at me, a single
tear running down his cheek. "I want to stay here forever held together by
your cock in me" he said softly. I kinda knew he meant what he said. This
had been different for me too. Somehow it had meaning. My cock finally
shriveled and squished out of him and we laughed.

Anthony had come back in the room with a wet cloth and I rolled off to the
other side of the bed as he gently wiped Eric's cum from his body,
including his also soft cock and his butt hole. Eric allowed him to do this
then smiled and thanked Anthony when he was finished. He went back into the
bathroom, re wetted the cloth and came back to my side of the bed and did
the same for me, wiping off my cock and lower belly where sperms and lube
had gone. He even took a gentle swipe of my balls. Man a warm wash cloth on
your cock and balls sure feels great. Anthony asked if we wanted to bathe
in his tub. I said yes and led Eric to the bathroom where he almost shit
seeing it.

The tub was really huge, three or four boys could easily fit in, a though
which crossed my mind for just a second. Anthony ran the water for us and
we climbed in and practically swam around while Anthony left the room. He
came back a few minutes later and sat and chatted with us while we soaped
each other down and washed each other.  We hugged and kissed a little bit
too when there was a lull in the conversation and of course both boy cocks
were on the rise once more.

When we decided to get out, Anthony told us to wait a moment then left and
came back with two large fluffy bath towels. As we each got out he wrapped
us in a very warm towel, fresh from the dryer. Now that was cool. I tell
you, Anthony had it down. He knew how to do the little things that make you
feel so special. I reached to him and pulled him down and kissed his lips,
then hugged him tight and said thank you. He held me, rubbing my hair and
my back. I firmly believed that Anthony loved me in a true an honest way
and I found that I loved him as well, not in the same way that I was
feeling for Eric right now, but a more family, grandpa sort of way.

I turned to Eric who had taken his towel off and was drying himself, at
this point his legs. I went behind him and dried his back with my towel
making sure I got deep in his firm butt cheeks and got his butt hole. Of
course he opened his legs a little bit for me and I dropped the towel, got
on my knees and pulled his cheeks open and stuck my tongue in, licking and
slurping all around the butt muscle and in his hole. He bend over a little
to help open himself up but didn't' have anything to lean on so Anthony
stepped in and held Eric's upper body so he wouldn't fall over. I looked up
and winked at Anthony who gave me the briefest of smiles. I forced Eric's
legs farther apart and cupped his balls while I worked on his hole. My cock
was total throb city by the time I finally stopped and when Eric stood up
and turned around he almost poked my eye out with his rock hard cock. In a
totally defensive move I grabbed the head with my lips and sucked on it,
thus saving myself.

I stopped and we went back to the bed and before I could do anything Eric
pushed me down face first, my legs draped over the side. He dropped to his
knees and did to me what I had just done to him in the bathroom, peeling my
slender boy cheeks apart revealing my tight pink hole. He rammed his tongue
into it and all around it. He licked on the seam of flesh that ran from my
hole down to my balls and licked on the exposed underside of the sac. Oh
man I was goin wild from the feelings he was making in me and moaning
loudly as he licked, and slurped and kissed and licked some more. I though
I was gonna cum right there, but Eric had more in mind.

He rolled me over on to my back and licked and sucked on my hanging balls,
drawing them into my mouth and rolling them around one at a time before
letting them fall back out. He licked up the underside of my throbbing fat
dick then back down again. He lifted my legs and draped them over his
shoulder and rolled me backwards raising me up and opening my hole for his
tongue once again. He attacked it with his tongue and lips, nudged my balls
around and washed them with his tongue like a cat would then go back to my
tight little hole. I was so totally hot that when he stopped and moved up
to draped his body over mine and kissed me, I almost melted. He laid on my
body and our granite stiff boy bones were side by side, smashed into our
smooth bellies. And then he said it.

"I want to make love to you now David," he whispered, emotion thick in his
voice.

I had thought about this for along time. I didn't want it to be just
another fuck, just a place for another boy to dump his sperms. I wanted my
first time to be special and right now, Eric was making me feel way
special. I knew too that it would most likely please Anthony to watch me
lose my virginity. I nodded my head and said,

"I want you to be my first lover Eric. I want to feel you in me too" and I
kissed him deeply.  Eric got some lube on his finger and slid down to take
my cock in his mouth and suckle on it, taking much of it in his warm
mouth. He slid his finger down to my hole and pushed gently until it went
in then slowly inserted it to the hand knuckle and then took it almost out,
then back in again. He found that special place inside of my butt and
rubbed on it and I thought I would go mad from the feelings and I heard
myself moaning loudly and I started "oooohhhh god-ing" which meant I was
ready to go. Eric sensed that I was ready and slathered up his beautiful
hard cock then Anthony intervened.

"If I might suggest David, perhaps it would be better and easier for you if
Eric laid on his back and you sat onto him, that way you have total
control." Eric was open to that and he lay on his back and I straddled his
lower belly, leaning forward and pushing back, opening myself to his
cock. I asked Anthony to help me so he took hold of Eric's pulsing flesh
and held it in place and guided me back to it. I felt the head as it
touched my skin and kept pushing back until the head made it through the
butt muscle. Now that hurt a bit but I was so hot from the play with Eric
that it wasn't as bad as I thought I might be. I kept on with the sitting
motion, taking all of his cock up into my butt. The feelings were quickly
turning from pain to pleasure as I finally rested all my weight on Eric's
lap. He had his hands on my chest and was smiling up at me then asked how I
was doing.

"Oh man, it feels weird but good". He said it felt good to him too, the
most best feeling in the world cause it was me he was inside of and that
made all the difference. I wiggled my ass back and forth and started moving
up and down, drawing his cock in and out. We both moaned in the glorious
feelings as I continued moving about impaled on Eric's dick.  He said he
wanted to make love to me and Anthony chimed in with a suggestion.

"Eric, bring your feet in to your butt. Now grasp each others
forearms. There. Now David. Fall backwards and pull Eric up. Eric you will
have to use some energy here like doing a situp. He did, I did, we did and
soon I was on my back and my lover was looking me in the eyes, the look of
love splattered all over his smooth beautiful face as we made a few
adjustments. He placed my legs over his forearms, hands on the bed, which
rolled me up and back a little more and allowing him to drive his cock down
into me, which he began to do slowly.  And there it was. I was no longer a
virgin.

I was being fucked, excuse me, made love to, by a boy I thought I might
actually love and who I knew loved me. It was so great a feeling as his
cock moved in and out of me and the feelings pouring through me as precum
poured out of my cock head onto my belly. I was moaning and groaning and
"uggghh-ing" each time Eric drove into me and I wanted him to go harder. I
wanted him to slam his hard cock into my butt just like I did to him, but
something was missing. I figured it out.

"Anthony", I whispered.

"yes sweetie" he answered.

"Lube your hand and grab my cock please, I need my cock jacked while Eric
fucks me".  Anthony did as he was asked and, kneeling beside the bed, he
reached in under my leg, between it and Eric's arm and took hold of my
bouncing baby boy bone and allowed Eric's fucking me to move my cock in and
out of his hand. That was all it took.

"Oohhhh GGOOOODDDDDDD oh god oh fuck oh man Eric fuck me hard, please Eric
fuck me real hard" I moaned. Eric knew just what I was feeling and did as I
asked, slamming his cock deep into me, drawing almost all the way out
before going back in with full force, hitting on that special spot inside
me each time he dove in. I was almost wailing with the moans.

"God I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum oh man here I cum."  At the first sign,
Anthony moved his hand off the head of my cock but it felt like he extended
his thumb so that each drive that Eric made ran the thumb down over the
sensitive part under the head of my dick and when he moved out it went back
up over the spot again. I came like I never came before. It was the most
intense sperming I had ever done and I felt the first squirt hit my
chin. Eric was a fucking machine; slamming into me with such force it
rocked my slender body.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH, UUUUUUGGGHGGHHHHHHHH" he grunted as I felt his sperm
leaving his body and entering into mine. He rose up on his toes almost
working to bury his whole body into my tiny little hole, grinding butt back
and forth, trying to create different pressures on the both of us. I felt
Anthony leave my cock as Eric slowed his movement and gradually came to a
stop. He started to lean forward to kiss me but we both felt his cock start
to come out of me and neither of us was ready for that yet so we maneuvered
about and I ended up sitting in his lap like he did mine only his legs were
spread out in front of his body. I hugged him tight to me and he returned
the hug pound for pound. Then we kissed, long and deep, tongues dancing
together in our mouths.

  "Oh David" he whispered in my ear, "I love you so, so much that was the
most awesome thing I have ever felt, oh man I love you David".  I was
feeling some pretty intense things myself and I told him I loved him right
back.  We held each other and rocked back and forth until Eric's cock
deflated and squished out of my ass. It felt strange and empty.  Anthony
came in with the warm wash cloths and Eric and I separated so Anthony could
do the honors of cleaning his boys up. I thanked him so much for helping
make my first time so special and I kissed him for the second time that
night.

Speaking of night it was getting late and I didn't want to get home after
my mother did. I told Anthony and Eric that I had to go and Eric said he
did too. We got out of the tub and toweled off quickly then we went
downstairs and dressed. Anthony saw us to the door and when he went to
shake Eric's hand, Eric pulled him forward and kissed him.

"Thank you Anthony for helping to make this the most special night of my
life."

Anthony said back to him, "It is I who should thank you for allowing me to
witness such a spectacular and important event. I am honored sir" and he
made a slight little bow. I kissed him again as well and thanked him once
more for being there for me. He nodded his head, in the way he does, to
acknowledge you. We headed out and talked all the way to the park where we
split up and headed our different ways, agreeing to meet back here
tomorrow. When I got home, the lights were on. Mom was already there.