Date: Fri, 02 Nov 2007 23:31:41 -0600 From: Xavier L Subject: A Different Kind of Treat A Different Kind of Treat by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between an unrelated adult and a teenager. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list). If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me. Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.stories@gmail.com. I've always loved Halloween. Unfortunately, I live in a bit of an isolated area, so I rarely get more than 3-4 trick or treaters. But this year would prove to be most memorable. At about 8:30 p.m. I was ready to turn the porch light off. I was horny and was going to spend some quality time alone. Just as I was ready to flip the switch, the doorbell rang. I opened the door, candy bowl in hand, and was greeted by a young man wearing a skin-tight navy blue wifebeater, tight jeans, and holding a skateboard. "Trick or treat!" He had slate grey eyes and a very toned body. He looked to be about 13 or 14. I could feel my dick responding right away. "Well, aren't you a little old to be trick or treating?" I asked. "You're never too old," he quipped. My eyes scanned him up and down. I looked around, and we were all alone. "I have an idea for a treat you'll never forget." Where was this boldness coming from? "Yeah?" he asked, looking beyond me into the house. I stepped aside so he could see I was alone. "Wanna come in." "What's the treat?" I smiled, swallowed, and said "The best blowjob of your life." He laughed and then the smile disappeared when he saw I was serious. "Dude, you for real?" "Yes." "You a fag?" "A harmless one." "I don't know." I saw his hand briefly rub his crotch, however. "I'll throw in the whole bowl of candy too." "I don't do dick." "You don't have to," I responded. Again craning his head to look inside, he asked "What's the catch?" "None. You come in, drop your pants, I give you a mind-blowing blow. You leave when you want to. You let me finish it off, and you get the whole bowl of candy." Again he brushed his finger against his crotch. "And you keep it a secret." He shrugged and said "Fine." I moved backward more as he entered the house. I verified no one else was around outside, turned off the light, and shut the door. "Where do we do this?" I pointed at the couch. "Here is fine. You want something to drink?" "Nah man," he sad as he plopped down. I sat down next to him. "You look like you're ripped. Are you?" He lifted up his shirt revealing washboard abs. I ran my hands over them. He sucked in his breath reflexively at my touch. I kept rubbing them and slid my hand up higher to rub his pecs until he relaxed. Then I ran my hands down his tight torso until my hand was at his waistband. "Kick off your shoes." While he did that, I unbuttoned his jeans. He had a growing lump, so I rubbed it through the denim. "Have you done this before?" I asked. "Fuck no!" "I mean with a girl." He blushed and said no quietly. I unzipped his jeans and spread the fabric apart and immediately saw black pubic hairs. Awesome! I thought, he's going commando! I reached under him and pulled the jeans down. As he lifted up, I pulled them down until they were at his knees. I rubbed his creamy white thighs and stared at his rising cock. I reached out and slowly stroked his young flesh. I released his dick and removed the jeans. I lifted up each foot and removed the white sock. With his right foot in my hand, I began slowly sucking on his big toe. He was watching me earnestly. I took note of the shock of black hair coming out from underneath his ball cap. I spread his legs apart and took his large balls into my palm and gently massaged them. His dick was fully hard now, and I was surprised at how big it was. I'm guessing 7 inches and had nice girth. He was cut too. Was he 14? I didn't really want to ask. I didn't want to find out he was a boyish-looking 18. I moved my head between his legs and began sucking on his balls and smiled as I heard him moan softly. I released his sac and moved back. "Stand up," I instructed. He did so, and I moved in to worship his cock properly. I took it into my mouth and let it slowly enter me until the entire length was inside my hot mouth. He shivered and I felt his hands land on my head. I squeezed his firm ass cheeks as I moved back and forth on his rod. I guided his ass back and forth and relished the feeling of his hard meat sliding against my tongue. I let his dick leave my mouth, and I said "Sit down." He did so, his legs spread wide apart. I moved between his legs, his hands resting on my arms. I slid my arms up so that my hands went over his abs again. "Let's get rid of this shirt," I said, lifting it up above his chest. He raised his arms, and I slid it off his body. "You've got a fuckin' rockin' body and cock man!" "Yeah?" he asked, a crooked smile spreading on his face in pride. "Fuck yes!" I said, leaning in and sucking on his nipples. I felt his dick poking at me. I moved his hands to my head and briefly guided him to push it down. He got the hint and shoved my head down until his rod could once again enter my hungry mouth. I proceeded to slowly suck him off. He moaned and writhed as I worked his cock. I continued until I could tell he was getting close. Once again I released it. "Come here," I said. I moved back and lay down. He stood over me. "Fuck my mouth." I helped him move into position, his athletic legs straddling my torso. And then I watched as his teen cock advanced toward my face. He plunged it in until it gagged me. I took hold of his ass cheeks again and urged him on as he rammed my face. As he fucked my throat, I couldn't wait to taste his young cream. His moaning grew louder. It was almost a whimper. Then his body went rigid. I pulled him down lodging his dick in my throat and immediately began gagging as his cock released its load. His cock spasmed in my throat, and I continued sucking on it. Finally he rolled off of me. I followed him eagerly, quickly returning his dick to my mouth and milking him dry. Now I could taste him better and was surprised at the faintly sweet taste of his jizz. I let go of his cock. I didn't want this young buck going anywhere! "I got another proposition." "Yeah?" he asked, trying to catch his breath. "Yeah. I suck you again, get you nice and hard, and then you shove this awesome cock of yours up my ass." "I told you I'm not a fag." "What does that have to do with anything? You ain't a fag if you're the guy sticking it in. You're just getting off man." "I don't know." Thinking furiously I reached into my pocket, pulled out my wallet and took a look. "How about I throw in $40?" "$40? And all I have to do is fuck you?" "Yes." While I waited for him to contemplate this, I sucked on his balls. He sucked in his breath and then said OK. I said "Wait here. I'll get some lube," and then ran upstairs. I almost fell coming back down as I rushed to make sure he wouldn't change his mind and take off. When I returned to the living room, he was sitting on the couch. Still hard. I frantically undressed and dropped to my knees, spreading his legs apart. Before he could respond, I had his cock down my throat again. "Damn!" he said, his hands gripping the couch. I sucked his rod a few more times and them moved up to work his nipples until he said "Let's do this." I moved back and grabbed the lube. I coated his dick with it and then moved over, bending my torso over the couch while I knelt on the floor. I shivered as I watched him slide off the couch and move behind me. My cock twitched as I felt his skin slide against mine, his heat move in close. "What do I do?" he asked. "Just move closer. I'll help you stick your dick in. Once it's in, just keep sliding it in until you can't go any further, and then fuck the hell out of me!" I grabbed his cock and guided it to my hole as he slid in more. My mouth was dry, and my heart was pounding in anticipation. His dick slowly entered my hole. I heard a noise come from him and then felt his cock sliding in more rapidly. It had been a long time since I had been fucked, and my ass gripped his cock firmly. "Just shove it in man!" I almost screamed. He grabbed my hips and pushed. My ass felt like it was on fire, but there was no way I was stopping my young skater! He grunted, and I felt his thighs against mine, his pelvis pushed against my ass. I couldn't help it, I yelled "Fuck me!" He started humping me slowly. I wanted it faster, but I think my muscles kept that from happening right away. As I relaxed more, I could feel his pace quickening. "Yes! Harder!" He started ramming my ass hard. I was moaning loudly, but I could hear him panting and occasionally that little whimper-moan of his. After a bit I had him stop. "I don't want this to end too soon," I said, my hand resting on his perfect ass cheek. I slid my hand between my legs and rubbed his balls. "You enjoying this?" I asked. "Which part?" I chuckled. "All of it." "Fuck yes!" And then, as if to prove it, he began fucking me again, pulling back and then slamming it in. Suddenly his pace quickened, and I figured he was getting ready to cum. I was right. After a few more moments of rabbit fucking me, he was pressed against me while his dick unloaded in my ass. When he was done, he pulled out and sat down. I sank to the floor as I pivoted to sit against the couch. I had him hand me my pants, and I took the money out of my wallet and handed it to him. "Thanks," he said, breathing heavily. "Totally worth it, man." I got up and offered him a drink. He looked at my clock and said "Shit! I gotta go!" He jumped up and quickly got dressed. As he headed toward the door, I yelled "Don't forget your candy!" and threw him the bag of Snickers I had earlier promised. He caught it, flashed me a smile, and waved as he headed out the door. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a beer. As I returned to the couch was when I realized he had said "See you later!" as he was leaving. Was that just something he was used to saying, or was that meaning what I hoped I did? Damn. I was going to need more than a beer.