Date: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 14:59:22 -0800 From: Some Dude Subject: Day Use Only The following story is a work of fiction and contains sexual situations between adults and underage boys. If this material is illegal where you live or you find it objectionable, please leave now. Please support the Nifty Archive Alliance: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Day Use Only I finished up my swim, very conveniently at the same time two swim classes got done. One was the teenage boys who were practicing with their local high school team. They looked great in their tiny speedos, but I would have happily peeled them off and serviced their beautiful swimmers bodies. Unfortunately, they were a shy bunch and usually changed under their towels, so while I got a great view of abs, backs, and legs, I never got to the goods making the bulges in front. The other class was the 6-10 group. They dressed less provocatively, but I enjoyed seeing them too, especially since they were a lot less modest and often ran around completely naked, allowing me to see their beautiful, smooth bodies. I had to be careful, of course. Typically, their dads were right there, but I was practiced in catching glimpses of them out of the corner of my eye. All the teens and kids cleared out quickly and the locker room was empty, except for me. I realized I'd left my goggles by the pool and walked back to get them. When I reentered the locker room, I saw a scruffy looking, though cute, boy of 9 or 10 wearing pretty dirty clothes and pawing through a very overstuffed locker. Just then, one of the pool staff came in and said, "Got you! You've been hogging this locker for a week. They're for day use only, not seven day use. Let's go to the office. We'll call your parents." The boy looked terrified at that prospect. I stepped in, and said, "No need. I'm his father and I was just supervising his emptying out this locker. His mother told him to get rid of this stuff and he didn't want to. When we saw him still wearing it after he said it was gone, I asked where he'd been stashing it and he told me." The staffer looked suspicious. "Is this true?" he asked the boy. "Yes," the boy said, looking downcast. "Hurry up, son," I told him, and he emptied the contents of the locker into the bag. We walked outside with my hand on his shoulder, and then as he was ready to bolt, I grabbed his arm. "Listen, 'son,' it's not too hard to tell you've run away from home, but two things. One, you look like you haven't been eating, so I'm buying you a meal. Two, I need to hear your story, the truth, before I decide on whether or not you need to be returned to your home." He nodded and we walked to a nearby pizza place. I took the pizza and the boy to my car and we sat down. He wolfed down three slices before talking. "I'm James," I told him. "What's your name?" "Michael," he replied. "Would you like me to take you home?" "I can't go home," he said, "my dad will kill me. He told me so." "Why would he do that?" The boy frowned and mumbled, "Because I'm a fag. He caught me watching some videos and threw me out and said if he ever saw me again, he'd shoot me. He loaded the gun in front of me." My heart broke for the boy and I hugged him. "Hey, nothing to be ashamed about, but we're definitely not taking you back to your parents. You stay at my place tonight while we figure out what to do." At my house, Michael ate another two slices of pizza. I told him to take a shower and showed him where the bathroom was. A few minutes later, I heard a thump and ran in. He was on the floor holding his stomach, naked, and crying. I picked him up, trying to put my impure thoughts aside, and asked what was wrong. Tummy ache. He'd eaten too much too fast. I held him and rubbed his back until the pain eased up, and for a while after that. As I held him, I noticed his little boy dick was getting hard. He smiled and said, "It feels good when you rub my back." I kept rubbing his back, moved a little lower and lightly brushed his cute butt. He giggled and said, "I like that being rubbed too." I gently caressed his butt more openly now, all the while staring at two hard inches of boy cock. My own hard on was pressing against my pants and I was sure he could feel it. Finally, he placed my hand on his hard boy cock and said, "I want you to rub this too." I took his cock in my hand and began jerking him off. He moaned and smiled and said, "Mmmm...this is just like the videos." "Oh, really?" I asked. "Yeah, a nice man showing a boy how to feel good. Can we do everything?" Michael asked. I smiled again, "Anything you want." I picked him up and carried him to the bedroom. When we got there, I laid him on the bed and stripped naked. I lied down next to him and pressed his body against mine. I loved how his two hairless inches looked when pressed next to my hairy six inches. I moved my mouth toward his and kissed him. He kept his lips closed until I pushed through them with my tongue. He arched his back as our tongues touched and then he opened his mouth to me. As we kissed, we explored each other's bodies with our hands. He started by groping my cock, but as I showed him how other parts of the body could feel good, he mimicked me. I'd gently play with his nipples and he'd work mine. I'd lightly rub his balls and he'd reciprocate. I carefully rubbed his tight boy hole, just the outside to gauge his reaction. He responded by moaning louder and roughly inserting a finger into my hairy hole. I could feel him grin as we kissed. He whispered in my ear, "I want us to do everything," and then followed up with his tongue. I smiled back and shivered. I kissed my way down his neck, then to his nipples, and all the way down until I was presented with his throbbing boy cock. It was beautiful and I greedily took it in my mouth until my lips were resting on his hairless groin. I've sucked lots of cocks and I know what I'm doing. I applied every bit of my skill to making Michael feel good. My lips pressed down firmly on the head and my tongue teased the shaft. I worked his piss slit and took his balls into my mouth too. He moaned louder and louder and then his cock was spasming in my mouth. No sperm, not even pre-cum, just the massive dry cum of a beautiful 10 year old boy. He smiled down at me and said, "That was awesome. Lemme do you." My cock is only average size, but that was still going to be a lot for Michael. He did his best though, trying to imitate what I did, but he still only got the head and a little bit of shaft in. He got to taste a lot of pre-cum and that pleased him. "It's salty and sweet and just perfect," he said to me. I was harder than ever when I saw the string of pre-cum between his lips and my cock. He added hands in and even though he was going to take a lot of training, he made me cum pretty quickly. I warned him I was close, but he just kept going until I blasted what felt like a gallon of cum in his mouth. He didn't miss a drop and I had to tell him to stop and that men's cocks are pretty sensitive after we cum. His cock had already gotten hard again after less than a minute and he'd been stroking it this entire time. It would take me a little longer, but the sight of his open mouth with my cum in it certainly sped the process. I swung him around and sucked on his cock again, but decided to explore his hole. I spread his cheeks and his tight pucker looked back at me. I plunged my tongue in and Michael exploded. He began moaning and grinding his hole on my tongue and mouth. "Mmmm...your stubble feels so good against my butt," he said, making me glad I hadn't shaved that morning. "Michael," I asked, "do you want me to fuck you.?" "James, I told you, I want to do everything. Don't worry. I've practiced with my fingers and a few things I found around the house." He grinned wickedly at me and got on his back, pulling his knees to his shoulders and showing off his virgin boy hole. Regardless of his reassurance, I was going to go slow. I got out lube and rubbed it around his hole for a minute before inserting one finger. He took that easily and actually looked quite pleased so I added another. That took him some getting used to, but when the happy grin returned to his face, I pulled my fingers out and began rubbing the head of my cock against his hole. I leaned forward to kiss him and began applying pressure with my hips. Now I could feel him occasionally wince as we kissed, but my cock steadily made its way all the way in. As I was fully in him, I pulled back to see his face. Bliss. I began fucking him. I started slowly, mostly grinding my hips in so I didn't pull out much. I just wanted him to get used to me moving inside him. He was tight, but he kept grinning. I reached down to play with his cock in time with my strokes. Michael smiled and said, "Keep going. I want to cum while you're in me." I smiled and said I would try to last that long. But it didn't take long at all. As soon as I started fucking for real, with long strokes, head almost teasing his hole and then plunging back in, he groaned loudly and within a minute, his boy cock was spasming in my hand and his tight hole was milking my cock. I couldn't hold back any longer and shot my second load of the night in his hole. "Thank you," he said quietly as I collapsed on top of him, my dick still inside him. I softened and my cock came out with a plop. Cum flowed slowly out his freshly fucked hole which was still pretty wide open. He absentmindedly reached back with his fingers and scooped it up off his pretty cheeks and then licked it off his fingers. "It tastes better when it's been inside my butt," he said. I moved down to rim him some more and lapped up the cum leaking from his hole. "You're right," I said before kissing him. We passed the cum I'd sucked from his ass back and forth between our mouths for a while before swallowing. I finally lay back and said, "I'm gonna sleep well tonight." "Not for a bit yet, you're not," Michael said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I said I want to do everything. Get on your back with your knees to your shoulders," he answered. Why not? I got in position and felt his two inches enter me. It was surprisingly awesome. It stimulated my sensitive hole non-stop and didn't take any getting used to. I had to wrap my legs around him though, because in his enthusiasm, he kept pulling out accidentally. He eventually got a good rhythm going and soon was cumming again. By this time, I was hard again too and jerked myself off so he could know what it was like to be inside me as I came. He loved it. We kissed some more. "I'm glad you found me at the pool," he said. "Me too."