Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2018 00:52:06 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Doing Boys in a Coach II

Small change in story line. I stated at the beginning of chapter one that
Tye had just turned 12. That doesn't work for me so we'll call him just shy
of turning 13. Deal with it and just N-joi

For anybody that is interested, Kadyn was modeled after a boy named Daniel
in a series of photos from The Valentines nude love parade in San Francisco
some years past.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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Kadyn and I went back to my bed and, as he requested, snuggled up close to
each other and talked. He chose to start by asking about my life, my
childhood which in turn led to how did I go about telling people about
being gay. I did my best, didn't hold anything back. I explained that as I
moved out of my teen years I really came to understand that I adored
boys. Sure, I could be with adult males, and I'd fucked a female or two in
my time, but if it came to having a choice I'd pick a boy every time.

My first experiences had been with a boy, my best friend Tommy and an older
neighbor boy of his when I was 11. Tommy and I had already played with each
other a few times when Trent started playing with us. Trent was 13 and was
the pretty cool older kid that had hairs on his cock and could shoot
sperm. By the time I was 12 I'd been fucked plenty of times by Trent and
two of his teenage friends but I'd also fucked them in return. All 3 teens
treated us fairly and equally.

As Tommy and I moved into full on puberty we were having sex together every
chance we got. The onset of sperming was, of course, a huge event in our
lives. As we aged, we helped out younger boys who wanted to play sexy and
there was no shortage of those but still, I preferred boys my age that were
sexually mature.

By age 17, many of the teenage boys I had played with started fucking
girls. I learned early on that once a boy tasted pussy he pretty much quit
playing with boys. That wasn't true 100% of the time, look at me after all,
but it was still pretty close. I also learned that I as I aged I was
becoming keen on boys in the 12-14 year old range. I loved boys that were
just getting hairs or had a neat little patch, boys whose balls were fully
dropped and were shooting sperm. Boys whose experience was limited but the
enthusiasm and interest high.

I told him about meeting Leo when we became roommates in college and how
he'd left his computer on once when he left our dorm room to shower and I'd
come back to the room unexpectedly. His screen saver had gone on and was
playing a slide show of naked boys, most with boners and a few sucking and
fucking images. Following my family's axiom of "in for a penny in for a
pound," I stripped naked and started stroking my cock as I sat in front of
his computer. That's where Leo found me when he came back, a towel wrapped
around his waist.

The rest, they say, is history. I fucked Leo 3 times that evening and
within a week we were double teaming a 13 year old boy that he'd become
acquainted with. We found a house and left the dorm at then of the first
semester and proceeded to share a lot of boys over the following years and
that continued after graduation and we both went to work at the same
firm. Our house during college sponsored numerous gatherings of boys on
Friday and Saturday nights and since we didn't have any other friends who
were boy lovers, we had them all to ourselves. We didn't allow any
substance use whatsoever so risk was minimal and the excitement level
maximal.

Kadyn said that he had messed around with some boys starting when he was
young, as in, 6 or 7. The family stayed as often as possible at resorts
that were open to sexual activity, and some whose sole purpose was to
support interfamily incestual activity. His parents had never engaged
thusly with their son but both had taken child lovers from time to time. As
per his parents' request, Kadyn did not engage with anyone more than a few
years older than he but he did witness plenty of other boys with men and it
was something that he'd longed for.

I learned that Kadyn had been gifted with both eidetic memory and a
photographic memory and yes, there is a difference. I also learned that he
was able to speak full intelligible sentences by age 2, read by age 4,
multiplication tables by age 5 and on and on it goes. He could read and
speak French, Italian, Spanish and German, was passable in Portuguese and
Russian, played a handful of instruments by ear, was doing graduate school
level applied mathematics, and had read the entire Harvard 5 foot shelf of
classics. As for chess, he started playing when he was 5 and hadn't lost a
game since he was 7.

As we lay there, each had a hand on the other, gently rubbing a side, a
hip, chest and even a butt. There was no agenda to the contact other than
for contact's sake. I asked Kadyn of he missed living a normal life, that
is, going to regular school, maybe making long term friends, doing the
things that normal kids did. The boy didn't seem to need to give that any
thought and gently shook his head.

"Not really. I mean, sometimes yeah, maybe, but mostly not. I'm different
that other kids because of my experience but also because of my brain. In a
regular school I'd be stuck following somebody else's learning
schedule. I'd be bored to tears and let's face it, I'm probably smarter
than a majority of teachers. In the nudist community I'm just another kid
really. Not wearing clothes pretty much puts everybody on a level playing
field because all the trappings of clothing, job, sports, all that shit
doesn't really come into play. Out there in the world I'm sort of a freak
and by that I mean a freak of nature not in the weird or dangerous sense."

"Besides," he said coyly as his hand slipped between us to take hold of my
softened cock, "I wouldn't have met you." At that, Kadyn leaned forward and
kissed me on the mouth, a quick kiss but not just a peck. "I like kissing,"
he said in a soft voice then leaned forward and did it again only stayed
just a tad bit longer. I moved my hand to his upper back and the 3rd time I
held him to me, moving my hand up to the back of his head. At that point
things began to heat up.

The kiss moved from casual to passionate and Kadyn moaned softly. I'd moved
my hand to take hold of his cock which by then was raging hard. I stroked
him gently was we did a battle of the tongues, each pushing for dominance,
but not really. Kadyn finally broke the kiss.

"Bonté divine!," he whispered, "that was amazing Gabe. I really need to
suck on your cock now though." The boy didn't wait for an acknowledgement
but simply slid down the bed, pushed me onto my back and took hold of my
cock. Kadyn looked it over for a moment, moving it this way and that before
pulling it toward him and closing his mouth over the end.

Kadyn did a very credible job I have to say. He bobbed his cute little
head, taking half of me down his throat at a time and using his tongue in
the process. I let my fingers trail through his hair and thought about my
good fortune, in this case, a cute horny 13 year old who wanted to gift me
with his virginity.

"You know sweet boy, if you turn around I can suck on your beautiful cock
while you suck on mine." With his lips still wrapped around me, the boy
swung around and put his crotch in my face. I could see his boner throbbing
gently with each beat of his little heart. Such a delicious morsel it
was. I moved my head and captured the end of it with my mouth then wrapped
my arm around his waist to clutch his tender little ass and went to work.

Kadyn moved his top leg so that the foot was flat on the bed which allowed
me access to his hole and his balls should I so desire. And since I so
desired, after getting his cock into my mouth, I let my hand begin to
explore. I started with his gluteal cleavage, letting my fingers trail up
and down the cleft that separated the glorious globes of his gluteus
maximus before moving into the crack.

My fingers grazed across the puckered muscle of his glory hole, explored
the headwaters of his scrotum and reveled in the beginning of the folds of
his secret sac and then the sacred eggs that lived there. So soft and so
warm, the collection of boy goodies felt wonderful against my fingertips.

I maneuvered his body, got his cock into my mouth where it belonged and
began to suckle. Kadyn moaned softly and gently moved his hips, not really
trying to fuck my mouth but kinda sorta trying if that makes any
sense. What I really wanted to do was to rim the boy, to pay homage to the
temple of Priapus in that time honored manner so, after a minute or two of
sucking his cock, I began to push at his leg. Being the astute young boy
that he was, Kadyn moved his top leg over my head and placed me face to
face with an amazing view.

Seeing a boy like that is an incredible sight in my opinion. His delicious
crack, the tight little morsel of his wrinkled core, the beginning folds of
skin that make up the scrotum that fall away into the full blown sac and
balls than rested on my chest in a puddle of skin. I love the view when a
boy is lying face down on a bed but when it's right there less that a foot
from my face, well, I can't even describe the feelings that shot through my
body.

I put both hands on the cheeks of his ass and gently pulled. Kadyn moved
his body backwards, spreading the cheeks open further and dragging his
balls up my chest. I admired his hole, mostly pink on the center part of
the muscle with darker skin around it for a bit then the tanned flesh of
skin that saw sunlight all day long. As I brought him closer I raised my
head and took my first swipe at nirvana. It didn't take but about 10
seconds before the boy was moaning and pushing his ass backwards into my
face. It didn't take more than 2 minutes before he was crying out for me to
put my cock in him.

We moved and I grabbed the lube from my nightstand. "I'm going to prep you
sweet boy."

"I know," he said, "thank you for thinking of my safety." I was surprised
at that but shouldn't have been. Kadyn lay back and spread his legs and I
knelt, straddling one leg. From there I could get a finger inside of his
tight little ass and I could lean forward for some quality kissing or
quality cock sucking or both. I asked Kadyn what he might like.

"Kissing and making out for sure," he responded. I got situated and rubbed
my lubed finger back and forth across his puckered muscle before gently
inserting the tip

"You don't have to be too gentle with me Gabe," he murmured. Given
permission I pushed all the way inside of him. "Goddamn I love having
something in my asshole," the boy groaned, "I can hardly wait for your big
cock." Well, that made two of us. I leaned forward and Kadyn slipped his
arms around my neck and we began kissing, soft and gently at first, probing
kinds of kisses. I had begun finger fucking the boy and in moments the
kissing became more lively, and the moaning and talking started.

"Oohh fuck Gabe," the boy groaned when I broke the kiss and began nuzzling
at his neck. His arms tightened around my neck and he alternated between
opening his neck up more and closing it completely depending on which
feeling was rushing through him in that instant. I had found his prostate
but didn't concentrate on it until I had broken the kiss.

"Another finger Gabe, please another finger," he said in a voice laden with
lust. I gently worked two fingers into him and managed a dozen or so
thrusts before he demanded,

"Get your cock in there right now Gabe. No more playing, I need to get
fucked." That worked out well because my heat level was right up there on
par with his and while my need might not have been as intense as Kadyn's it
was there and it was intense just the same.

I moved back and got situated between his legs, Kadyn spreading them wider
for me. I directed him to pull his legs back, which he did, and I moved in
close. I snagged the lube and loaded up my cock head then used my free
hands to smear the head the first third of the shaft then held it down and
rested it against the knuckles of my other hand. I told him what I was
going to do and as the last word of the sentence came so did my fingers and
my cock went it.

It goes without saying that Kadyn jumped and squealed and I stopped all
movement. "Breathe sweet boy, I cooed to him, "push down like you're
crapping." I could feel him do exactly that along with some controlled
breathing. It took the boy about 40 seconds before he told me to go ahead
and put it in but do it slowly, which I would have done regardless.

It always amazed me to watch my cock disappear inside of a boy's asshole,
particularly if it was the first time that I was fucking him. Kadyn was no
different in that regard. I alternated between watching my cock and his
face and the changes it was making from grimace to more relaxed. I kept it
up until my pubic hair was against his butt. Kadyn's eyes opened, sort of.

"How are you doing kiddo?" He gave me a lopsided grin.

"Good Gabe. It already is starting to feel better and I'm sure once you
start fucking me it will be even better."

"It will. So, are you ready?" He nodded his head. I lifted his legs and
held them back out of the way and began the process. I stayed on my knees,
wanting to get his heat level back up before I rocked him back and fucked
him senseless, and pulled out a little before sliding back in. I kept that
up, fucking him in short strokes but adding a little more length about
every 3rd thrust. I didn't take long before I was pulling almost all the
way out of him before moving back inside.

"Oh man Gabe, it doesn't hurt at all anymore," Kadyn panted.

"Do you think you're ready for a good hard fuckin, I asked him" He nodded
his head. I moved my arms under his legs and leaned forward to put my hands
on the bed which of course folded him up a little more. At that point I
began to fuck him a little bit harder and a little faster. I took the time
to change out the position and angle of my own ass in order to create
different pressure's and thus different feelings for the boy. It didn't
take long before he was moaning and groaning.

I moved my hands farther up the bed, pushing his legs back more and began
to fuck the shit out of him. Kadyn began uttering little grunts and whines
each time I thrust into him so that, along with the rhythmic slapping of
our bodies together, really made for a porno soundtrack.

"Oh fuck me running Gabe, you're gonna make me cum. Goddamn this feels
good." That was barely out of his mouth when he cried out "Oh God," as a
rush of feeling spiked in his body. I'd been at it for a good 4 minutes,
the last minute a pile driving fucking that began to move us on the
bed. And then his orgasm hit. He cried out again and again, his body
vibrated like a plucked harp string and his asshole constricted against my
cock with each pulse of his cumming. That took me over the edge along with
him.

"Here it is Kadyn, sweet Jesus," I all but yelled out and began pumping jet
after jet of good quality thick sperm into his bowels. I hammered him hard,
pressed against him, almost rising on my toes. My own cum was incredibly
powerful, more so than I'd experience in recent memory. I saw stars and had
to close my eyes for a brief moment but didn't stop fucking him, I managed
another 30 seconds before the show was over.

I stayed in place but lowered my body, using elbows and knees to keep my
weight off Kadyn but he wasn't having any of that. "Lay on me Gabe," he
whispered, "all of it." I did as he asked and the boy mewed a contented
sigh as he let his legs wrap around my thighs as if to keep me in place. I
let my head rest on his shoulder and Kadyn let one hand gently play with my
hair.

"That was the most perfectly amazing experience of my life," he said in a
soft voice. "Thank you for loving me so extraordinarily well."

"Thank you for allowing me to honor you Kadyn," I whispered into his
ear. He turned his head and attempted to kiss me on the forehead and
managed a slight twisted kiss then hugged me tightly. We lay quietly for a
good minute or more before he spoke.

"You're still hard inside of me Gabe." I allowed as how I was and he
admitted that he too was still fully boned up. "It would be a shame to
waste such nice hard cocks don't you think?" I did think and through a
series of acrobatics ended up on my back with the hot young teen mounted in
the saddle. Kadyn fucked me with a great deal of enthusiasm and we both
came in that position, the boy grinding his ass onto my cock. The first
squirt of his young sperm shot all the way up onto my cheek but there
wasn't much more than dripping after that.

We never did play chess. Over the next 48 hours I fucked Kadyn a dozen
times, maybe more. The boy fucked me a couple of times as well although he
declared that getting fucked was more fun than fucking, except in those
cases where my cock was in his tight little ass and he was creating all the
motion. Our mutual orgasms weren't limited strictly to intercourse either
but were spread out over cock sucking, frottage, and other
activities. Before it was all over Kadyn declared his love for me and it
was pretty obvious that it wasn't simply the misguided notions of a freshly
fucked boy, he meant it, and told his parents that when I walked him home
just before noon on Thursday.

Kadyn sat, all but in my lap, as we chatted with his parents. Both of them
were very pleased that their sons' first experience had been so positive
and thanked me for being a part of it. They told me their plans, where they
would be staying for the next 5-6 months and invited me to stay at the same
resort.

"My son doesn't take to people like he has you Gabe," his father told me
privately, "and I don't believe that is based solely on sex. I sincerely
hope that we get to see more of you while you're on your journeys. I think
you would be very good for Kadyn. He needs that, and you, in his life so
please consider us family." I was quite taken with his words and shared
that I too felt the connection to his son. We ended with the promise to
stay in touch, swapping cell phone numbers in order to accomplish that.

Three weeks later I took delivery of my new coach and I have to say that
the end result far exceeded my expectations, in fact, it was nothing short
of amazing. I had ended up having to make some concessions, and changes
that I hadn't planned for but overall it was still good and there was no
way I'd complain about it. But let me start with the paint.

Much of the mural colors were made up of various shades and degrees of
black, very dark blues, greys, and purples, with hints of lighter purple
for definition and contrast. A large off-white moon with a smattering of
thin clouds passing in front of it sat at the upper back corner of the
coach behind and included the last window. The dark silhouette of a large
tree sat below the moon and another tree was next to and partially on the
door of the coach. The second one was much smaller and designed to give the
impression of it being in the distance.

Between them were two, larger than life German Shepherds facing the moon in
their classic "stacked" pose; Sloped back & rear, tail down, neck up, ears
straight up, front legs straight, the close back leg forward as if
finishing a step and the far leg extended back and resting on its toes
ready to take a step. Most people looking at it would think it was wolves
in the moonlight but anyone who knew GSD's would know better.

Because the mural was so big it extended onto all of the windows although
there was more of the mural on some of them than others. Those parts were
done in perforated vinyl like the advertisements one sees on city buses
that allow passengers to see out but others couldn't see in. The windows
were heavily tinted regardless. Unless one looked real close, the
separation of paint and vinyl was undetectable. Like I said, it was
amazing. The mini was painted to match the color scheme without the moon,
trees or dogs.

The door of the bus opened backwards like a sliding door on a van. Inside
there were 3 steps going up and like the retractable metal steps on the
outside, a thin row of lights along the top front edge provided assistance
for passengers as they boarded. The set of steps inside was hinged so could
be unlatched and lifted up to reveal another storage compartment that was
narrow but still usable for tools or small spare parts such as light bulbs,
dish soap, detergent, larger packs of toilet tissue, paper towels and those
sorts of things. Once the door to the coach was closed a retractable floor
covered the stairwell pit.

Behind the driver's seat was a wall that housed the entertainment system
and storage. As stated in the first chapter a big screen TV was mounted in
the ceiling above the driver's compartment and could be dropped down for
use. Down along the drivers' side was a single recliner chair and beyond
that about 5 feet of sofa, the far end extending into the cabin and curving
forward slightly. That end was anchored to the deck of the cabin so when
that side extended out, the sofa telescoped out to create a little more
seating. Farther down was the kitchen and past that was a stacked washer
and dryer and last was the half bath, toilet and sink, that I'd said I
wasn't going to get.

As I said, I'd made some changes during the build so I should explain
those. I decided against the 2 person eating bar on the passenger side and
put in a small counter alongside the fridge. The bunk beds were still on
the other side but the bottom was the floor where the dogs slept. The other
two shelves were just that, shelves, although I carried inflatable
mattresses in the off chance I'd need them for beds. Highly unlikely but
possible. The bunks were sequestered away by a rolling door made of narrow
wooden slats. It slid upward along runner in the ceiling and the back wall
of the bunk area. It was pretty much the same way that a roll top desk
worked. The bottom bunk are however had a curtain closing it off but
instead of a solid chunk of fabric it hung in 3 inch wide strips so the
boys could get in and out without a hitch but also have a more den like
environment.

Last was the bedroom. I'd changed my plan and gone with having the master
bath only because it was easier. It had a large shower with a rainmaker
overhead and wall mounted shower heads, separate toilet room with full
bidet toilet including a dryer and perfume squirt. The shower door matched
the bedroom door so one could sort of see into the shower except that, when
inside, with the touch of a button the glass went opaque. The
electronically operated shower door tended to open and close slowly because
it had a built in squeegee in the pocket to wipe it down. Interestingly
enough both bathroom sinks were an opaque glass and were underlit so
changed color depending on which of the 8 the lighting scheme was being
used in the coach.

There were plenty more amenities which will likely get mentioned as the
story progresses. Outside, the engineers had done wonders with the car
carrier, and the car. They set it all up so all I had to do was get it
lined up with the carrier then a bunch of sensors along with preset
parameters took over and did everything to get it onto the carrier exactly
where it needed to be and getting out was just as easy. It was all done by
the touch of one button and as a result the fit was extremely precision, as
in mere inches of clearance on all sides and the roof.

All of the outside storage doors were soft close and auto locked. Because
the car took up a chunk of the available space we made do with other
things, hence the additional 3 feet added to the frame and body at the back
of the coach and the additional height.

"Christ almighty she's a beauty," Leo said before we even stepped inside.

"She's a one off, that's for sure," said Ray, the man whose company had
done everything but the paint. "With your permission Gabe," Ray went on,
"We've sent some photos to some RV and Motor coach magazines and at least 3
of them want to do a spread. I'll forward their emails to you." We stepped
inside and spent the next hour with Ray showing me the basics of what was
where and how it worked. Leo continued to offer comments.

The cockpit was a marvel of electronics and detail and held every
conceivable convenience and control that anyone would ever need. Ray showed
me how the camera system worked by flipping it on. Cameras mounted at the
top of the side mirrors swiveled in all 4 directions to give a complete
panoramic view while side and rear cameras provided additional support
while in motion and for parking. Additional sensors provided the exact
distance between the coach and its surroundings in all directions.  While
we didn't go up to look, Ray explained the solar panel system mounted on
the roof as well as the foldable satellite dish among other things. There
were cameras mounted up there as well, one at the front and one at the
back.

As it wound down, Ray pulled an oversized bound book from a cupboard and
handed it to me.

"This is a complete album that details the building of the coach and the
finished product. It is also loaded into the computer." The onboard
computer was another of the things that I'd requested and could be accessed
from any of the big screens as well as the 3 tablets that were placed
strategically throughout the coach. Total cost for the coach was 3.35
million dollars. The paint alone was 140k.

"Can you take a few days off," I asked Leo, knowing full well that he
could. "We'll take it on a maiden voyage.

"You bet Gabriel," he said with enthusiasm, "But you know, it needs to be
christened." Indeed, I thought so too so asked what he had in mind.  "An
adorable Asian boy who is as much of a sex fiend as any boy we've ever
tumbled. His name is Tye, he's 12 years old, smooth as a billiard ball and
amazingly well hung for an Asian, let alone a preteen Asian. He's been
bugging the hell out of me to get double teamed."

"Sounds fine to me Leo," I responded, "I should meet the kid first though."
Leo had excellent choice in boys so I wasn't worried and he knew it but was
still in complete agreement with it so we arranged to get together later
that afternoon. Meanwhile, Leo went back to the office and I drove my new
coach home.

Home was a 13 year old 2 story 4 bedroom ranch style home on 4.78 acres, 2
of which were lightly wooded with pine, cedar, and maple mostly. I'd
purchased it the middle of the so called "great recession" prior to the
housing market going back up so got it for a song as a bank repo. I'd known
I would always have dogs in my life and wanted some open area for them to
roam. The previous owners had some horses so the place was fenced and gated
and there was an existing barn and stables that was perfect for the motor
home. Large sliding barn doors at both ends eliminated having to back it
in. It had a concrete floor, water, heat and plenty of lighting and was
wide enough that I could open the slide-outs and still have plenty of room
to walk completely around the coach. I could also get the mini in and out
of the coach without a problem.

I was greeted at the gate by the boys who ran alongside me to the barn
where they were allowed in to explore the coach which they did with their
usual enthusiasm. I then spent the next 3 hours getting acquainted with my
soon to be home away from home and felt myself grinning every time I
discovered something new, which was to say, almost constantly. I finally
had to stop and feed me and the dogs then went right back to it. I opened
and closed the slide outs 3 or 4 times and was amazed at how the drop out
floor was completely seamless whether the slider was open or closed. You'd
think that a guy with an engineering degree would be used to such things
but it was still a thrill.

The time finally came for me to leave to go meet Leo and Tye and as tempted
as I was to drive the coach I didn't, instead taking my Infinity QX80
limited. I did take the dog's however. We agreed to meet at the Crossings
mall, choosing to park in a less populated corner of the parking lot next
to a building that housed a Starbucks, Jamba Juice, Verizon store and
custom frame shop. As I neared the destination I saw Leo's 3 year old
Corvette parked away from other cars so pulled up next to him and we both
got out to chat. The dogs got out as well and were free to roam but were
trained to stay close at hand and besides that had 100% recall.


"Tye should be ambling along any moment," Leo said. "He's likely to have at
least 1 friend and maybe 2 with him. They think we're meeting because you
might hire him to do lawn work for you. He says they're both into boy sex
and have mentioned an interest in adult males so in reality we're checking
them out for future reference. Can't have too many available boys." I
agreed completely.

We talked about the coach, how did I like and all that shit. Leo spied Tye
and as he had supposed, there were two other boys with him but Leo pointed
him out to me. I could tell from 50 feet out that he was cute and the
closer he came the cuter he got.

Tye looked to be about 5'5 or so and was typically Asian slender. His pitch
black hair was a short, styled cut, albeit not buzzed and was longer on
top, the bangs hanging over his eye brows. Because his hair had been
somewhat thinned the wispier bangs didn't obstruct his eyes which were
typically oval in shape but not to a point of being squinty like so many
Asian boys. I actually figured him to be Filipino or Thai and not Chinese,
that being confirmed later on our trip.

Tye had the usual brownish tone to his skin and as he got close I couldn't
see a blemish or any other identifying mark on his smooth slightly rounded
face. His eyes had a twinkle about them as if he knew something that you
didn't but when you found out what it was you'd be pleased. I would find
him to be a very outgoing boy, cheerful, intelligent and kind and almost
always smiling except when he was up into a fog of hotness.

"Hi Leo," he said from 15 feet away, his voice still very much the melodic
high pitch of a preteen boy. He offered a little, side to side wave as he
greeted us and stopped 5 feet away. Leo introduced me and the boy took my
hand in a gentle shake, said that Leo had told him about me and he was glad
to meet me. He then introduced his two friends, also very cute boys that
appeared to be the same age. From the corner of my eye I could see both of
them checking me and Leo out, eyes lingering at our crotches.

The dogs came trotting over to see who the newcomers were. Tye didn't
flinch in the least and offered the back of his hand for them to sniff
while his two friends moved behind their friend. I introduced my boys to
the boys as friends then induced them to pet the dogs, which they did and
typical of my dogs they became instant friends. I had them both to bow to
the boys then sit and offer handshakes which of course impressed the human
younglings to no end.

"Do they do other tricks," one of the new boys asked, his voice slightly
deeper than Tye's but not significantly so. I said that they did all kinds
of stuff and the boy said he'd like to see that sometime. I thought it was
said in a bit of a coy manner and answered him in kind. Tye then asked
about the lawn job, a cue word that indicated he was very interested in
being with me. Had he not been so, the conversation would have gone along
the lines of his not having time to work for me. He brought up the fact
that he knew I lived in the country so would he be spending the weekend at
my house to which I responded yes, that I had plenty of room. The boy
grinned and said,

"Well, I don't take up much space." If his friends caught was he was
implying they didn't show it. I asked about his parents stance on his
spending the night elsewhere, particularly with another adult. Tye waved it
off. As the oldest son he was given a great deal of latitude besides they
were always busy working, running the 3 store front and two food truck
business. I then found out that his family owned and operated the
well-known and very busy Malasada business in our metro area, one that I
frequented every couple of weeks.

Things wound down, Leo had other things to do and the boys needed to get to
their respective homes. Tye asked if I could give them a lift which I
readily agreed to so they all piled into my SUV, dogs in the back, Tye in
the co-piolets' seat. We dropped his two friends off, Tye went last.

"So, are you ready to fuck my eyeballs out," the hot young thing asked as
soon as we pulled away from curb after dropping his friends off.

"You bet Tye; I can hardly wait."

"Well, maybe you shouldn't wait. Maybe we should do a practice run," he
said with a leer." I asked him how much time he had, which turned out to be
plenty so we headed back out to my home, a 20 minute drive. Along the way
we exchanged the typical information. He was the oldest of 4 kids and one
of 2 boys. His parents emigrated to the US when Tye was still in
diapers. He spoke fluent Tagalog and his English was perfect. He got above
average grade, wasn't into sports but enjoyed watching middle and high
school wrestling and swimming, mostly because of the revealing clothing.

"I knew I was queer when I was 9," he told me and I shared that he'd beat
me by a couple years. "I've played with plenty of boys but Leo is the first
man I've been with and I'm really looking forward to being with you and
then you guys together."

"I'm looking very much forward to being with you as well Tye and I'm very
happy that you elected to spend time alone with me." He reached over the
console and squeezed my thigh.

"Me too."

We made to my house and into the garage then in through the laundry room
where we deposited our shoes before moving into the kitchen. The dog
elected to join us although they had their own door and could come and go
freely.

"This is a very nice home Gabe," the boy said as we traveled through the
main floor. "Do you play," he asked when he saw the glossy black Kawai baby
grand sitting like a queen in a corner of the room. I nodded my head then
moved and sat down, opening the keyboard cover as I got situated. I
proceeded to rip off my own rendition of The 12th Street Rag, much to Tye's
delight. The boy even moved behind me and rested his arms on my shoulders
while I played.

"That was amazing," he said with a laugh when I was done then kissed me
gently on the cheek. "Thank you." Once I was standing again he asked, "Do
you think I can take a shower Gabe? I'm feel a little sticky. I know I'm
not but I feel like it."

"Of course you can Tye," I responded and headed up the stairs to my corner
bedroom, Tye following like a baby chick. "Will you shower with me Gabe,"
he asked my response was a head nod accompanied by the statement that
nothing in life could be so sweet as showering with him. That earned me a
giggle. In my bedroom we stripped down to underwear without fanfare. Tye
was wearing a trunk style garment that was mostly white cotton but had a
faint print that looked like boys with wings, boy angels if you will. The
stranger part was that all of the stitching was pink and overall they
highlighted his brown skin tone.


Tye, as I said, was slender, almost to a point of being thin. His body
wasn't muscled by any means but all of the creases and crevices were in the
right places and nicely defined. The bulge in his underwear, while not huge
was at least significant and certainly more than I would have expected on a
boy his age.

"You certainly fill out your undies Gabe," he said with a slight smile. I
was wearing a pair of 2xist no fly briefs that were primarily bright red
with deep blue trim. There was a pattern of thin blue horizontal lines that
were broken up a pattern of small red dots and diamonds a little smaller
than a pencil eraser.

"Thank you, as do you." I took his hand, which he accepted, and led him to
the bathroom, got the shower up and running and once there, dropped my
underwear and stepped in, giving Tye the view of my ass.

"Nice butt," I heard him say. Once I was in the large open space I turned
to see the boy coming in. Leo hadn't been lying; the kid was generous in
the genitalia department. Soft and uncut, he probably went 5 or more
inches, the very tip poking out from under its fleshy hat, and his balls
seemed to hang quite low.

"Oh gosh Gabe, you are kind of big," he said with a smile.

"Likewise Tye. You are a very delicious boy."

"Thank you," he said, dipping his head, clearly embarrassed, "and you are a
delicious man."  I stepped under the rain maker showerhead and wiggled my
finger for the hot Filipino boy to join me, which he did. Tye melted right
up against me and rested his head against my chest so I held him
loosely. His arms had gone around my waist but his right hand moved around
to the front and slipped between us to take hold of my cock. He moved it in
a milking motion and of course I began to respond immediately, so did
Tye. I could feel his cock rising up against me. I loved holding a naked
wet squirming boy but gently moved us out from under the spray, flipped a
lever and activated the wall mounted shower heads.

"Wow, that's pretty cool," Tye said. I glanced down to see that the boy was
fully tumescent, his cock stretching to about 6 inches, again, large for a
boy not yet 13 years old. I took hold of him and dropped to my knees and
worked his foreskin back and forth a few times before placing my mouth over
the end and taking him in.

"Oh god Gabe," Tye groaned after the 4th bob of my head. I didn't stay
long, just enough to get a taste of the boy, then stood up and again he
went into my arms only this time with his head raised and we spent the next
20 seconds involved in a heavy deep throated kissing match.

"I gotta suck you Gabe, I just gotta," he said through eyes that more
closed now that before. He dropped to his knees and took hold of
me. "Goddamn what a beautiful cock," he said in a voice deepened by
lust. He rubbed it along his face as if it were fine silk before peeling my
foreskin back and licking all over the swollen head and then taking it into
his sweet mouth.

The boy did a very credible job. As I said before, I'm 8 inches long when
hard and it isn't thin by any means. I wasn't coke can thick but it was
close enough and not a needle dick. To his credit, Tye fondled my balls
while he suckled and it wasn't just a touch and run either but some nice
gentle squeezing and tugging. He didn't stay much longer than I had but
stood and we engaged in some more kissing.

"I need to be on my back with my knees next to my ears," he groaned after
breaking the kiss.

"That sounds good to me sweet boy," I responded. We broke apart and each
went about washing our respective parts before getting back under the rain
maker for a good rinse then climbing out and drying off. We took turns
drying each other's back and of course I had to fondle the boys glorious
brown butt. It was indeed a delicious ass. I didn't hesitate to crawl up
inside and dry his hole either then removed the towel and used a finger to
rub back and forth across the puckered muscle causing him to groan some
more.

"Do you like to rim," he asked and I mumbled a yes. "So do I, so let's go
to it." That said we hung up the towels and headed for my breeding ground.