Date: Mon, 5 Jul 2021 02:46:43 +0000 (UTC) From: tague michaels Subject: Dread Head I really did see this kid at a super 8 motel in California recently and he was exactly a I describe him. Cute as all hell. Everything else is pure fantasy along with a healthy dose of desire. Don't count on a second chapter. As a point of interest, at the end of the story there is mention of another of my stories titled "Boy Beach" which last posted on July 12, 2019. N-joi Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was staying at a Super 8 motel in a smaller town along the I-5 corridor on the way back home after a short trip. The pandemic had pretty much put the kybosh on any traveling so with the pandemic winding down and travel restrictions lifting it felt good to get out of the house for a bit. I usually take 2-3 trips a year often staying on the road for up to 30 days at a time but the last one had been in mid-2019. I was way overdue. So, here I was on the first stop of a 3 day drive back to my home. I was walking my dog after getting settled into my room. A pure bred GSD of East German decent, Chile was a big boy at 110 lbs. and a beautiful dog. His grandparents and parents all hailed directly from Germany and everywhere I went with him people stopped to admire, pet, and ask questions about him. I often ended those conversations by having him take a bow which never failed to impress. So, I was heading toward the end of the motel parking lot and approached a boy talking on the phone. His back was to me so I couldn't see his face but his posterior looked pretty goddamned good. Based on his stature I figured him to be about 10 or 11 years old and assumed he was black based on the shoulder length dread locks he was sporting. He was wearing a wait length t-shirt and a pair of red, sweat pant type of shorts which revealed coltish legs and if his narrow boy butt was wider than the length between my spread thumb and little finger tips, I'd have been surprised. "Not yet," I heard him say, "but I'm working on it." His voice sounded like wind chimes, the small glass kind that issued forth light tinkling sounds, which reinforced my first impression of his age. There were some more words then he hung up his phone and put it into his pocket and turned around to see me some 15 feet away and heading in his direction. The kid was drop dead fucking cute. He was a nice mocha color, which, combined with the dreadlocks, led me to believe he was a black boy. But his skin tone allowed for a mixed race boy or even a Hispanic or Latino or even southern European. His skin was completely smooth, free of any blemishes, moles, scars, or anything. His high cheekbones helped highlight his eyes which were large and a mixed gray blue, his nose narrow and his lips perfect and when he smiled, which was immediate, I saw crystal while and orthodontist perfect teeth. "Wow, what a huge dog, handsome too," he said and again, his voice was very melodic. "Can I pet him?" "He'd would probably be offended if you didn't pet him. His name is Chili and he's a pure bred German Shepherd," I told him, anticipating the usual questions. The boy stepped forward and of course Chili greeted him with enthusiasm, sticking his nose in the boys' crotch and eliciting a giggle from him. The boy that is. Naturally, I looked at the kids' crotch but I couldn't discern a thing. "Why do they do that?" I gave him a brief explanation. As I watch the boy I continued to drink him in dreaming about the possibilities. After that it was light talk which was a delightful few minutes that revealed that he was 10 and going on 11 years old and was indeed a mixed race child. His mom, an aunt and cousin were all traveling back home from a church based youth conference and 2 days at Disneyland which had re-opened a few weeks prior. All the while I was enthralled with his looks and his voice and seeming self-confidence. Most kids would try to get away, to avoid a conversation with an "older" person but not this kid. He seemed very open and gregarious and willing to carry on a conversation with someone who was at least 40 years older than he was. I explained my reason for being on the road and he provided me with some detail about his situation. I told him I wasn't 10 years old which caused him to giggle, the sound warming my heart. I wasn't married, had 3 grown kids and a couple grandkids and that Chili was my best friend. We also discovered that we were headed to the same city, the one we called home, although I lived outside the city limits in a more rural setting whereas he lived in the city proper. So after he backed away from the dog I took a leap. "Can I ask you a question?" The boy grinned, looked around quickly then said, "You want to suck my dick." I was shocked out of my skin. His wide grin told me a few things but mostly that I could probably say almost anything to him. "Well, that is very appealing but no. I wonder if I could take your picture with Chili." I fed him a line that sounded like a plausible reason to ask a stranger to ask to take his picture. "So, you want to take a picture of my dick. Why don't you want to suck it," he asked, his facial expression reflecting faux disappointment. "It's not that I don't want to but you are a preteen boy after all. "I know that but I bet you like boys and besides, I'm cute as hell." "There is that," I told him, "but the picture?" He said sure and he posed with Chili for me. "Well, I'll be around all night if you change your mind," he said, then added, "Besides, you could consider it payment for the picture. I'm Taelyn, my friends call me Tae." I offered my hand, gave him my name and asked, "So, are we friends then?" "I hope so," he said and wandered off, waving to me as he left. I continued walking Chili, my brain and heart both a flutter. To suck that kid's cock would likely be amazing, and judging from his overall demeanor, there was every possibility of doing more with Tae. A lot more. I ran into Taelyn about an hour later in the guest services room that held the ice and vending machines as well as the washer and dryers. It just happened to be across the hall from my room. "Hey Booker," the boy said. My name is Daniel Booker hence, I went by Booker. People wanted to call me Dan or Danny which I hated, or "Daniel-San," which I really hated. Tae was feeding quarters into the coke machine. One coin dropped and rolled under the machine and the brown skinned cutie got down to look under it. His tender little butt pointing in the air and providing a glimpse at the small bulge of his balls. His butt was really cute and the little bulge made it more so. He glanced up and saw me looking and grinned then stood up. "You like my butt don't you? Change your mind about sucking my dick," he said softly. "I do and I have," I admitted and got a really big grin. I'd gone over it and over it and figured the safety factor was way better than average and thus an opportunity not to be missed. Plus there was the years of memories that would go along with it. "But I can't figure out how to make that happen." Taelyn rolled his eyes. "That part is easy, I have my own room or I could go to yours." His room was out of the question for the obvious reasons but mine certainly wasn't. "Well I would prefer my room which is right across the hall," I said and gave him the number. We discussed the when of the encounter and since we both were going out to dinner we set a time for 8pm give or take. "You're not going to regret this Booker," the boy said with his award winning smile. "I don't doubt that for a second," I said and we parted ways. The day before, I had made a reservation at a local steak house where I'd dined on previous trips. The food was amazing and the portions generous. It appeared that I got the last available table since they put me in a large booth just inside the low wall that separated the entry from the dining area. I had barely been seated when Tae and family came in. I say family but one of the adult women was white while the other and a girl perhaps 13 were black. I overheard the hostess tell them that it would be a 25 minute wait before they could be seated. I didn't have to give it any thought but stood up and headed to the hostess. "Hey Booker," Taelyn said when he saw me. I returned the greeting then to the black woman said they were welcome to join me. The two women looked at each other and then nodded their heads. "Thank you. We would be grateful," the white woman said. Once we got settled into the booth, with Tae snuggled right up next to me, I introduced myself. "Daniel Booker but everybody calls me Booker or Book." The rest of the group introduced themselves and I discovered that the white woman, Denise Walker, was Taelyn's mother. The black woman was her sister in law and the girl was her daughter, Taelyn's first cousin. Tae went on to explain how we'd met in the parking lot, meeting Chili and extolling the dog's virtue and size plus the fact that we lived in the same city. Denise explained that they were on their way home from a youth conference in Albuquerque. "Ahh, the Southwest Regional Christian Youth Conference," I said. Both women were surprised. "You know it," Denise asked. "Absolutely. I have been a presenter at that conference a few times over the past 10 years." I went on to explain that I was a PhD psychologist, now retired, specializing in child and adolescent development and parenting techniquest, mostly in research as opposed to practice. In fact I'd been part of numerous national institutes, committees, college faculties, research teams and the like. I'd authored a bunch of reports, published 5 books on the topic, co-authored a half dozen more and assisted in developing numerous curriculums for same. To say that the women were shocked was a vast understatement. "I thought you looked familiar," Denise said, "I saw you at the National Youth Conference in Detroit 5 years ago and in fact you autographed your book, "Discipline With dignity" for me." I agreed that yes, I'd presented at that conference but was sorry but I didn't recognize her. She went on to say that she'd been thoroughly impressed with the lecture to which I thanked her profusely. In fact most of the last 10 years of my working career had been spent speaking at conferences all over the world. We ordered dinner and chatted as if we were old friends since both women were active in youth programs, mentorships and the like we had a great deal in common. We continued chatting our way through the meal, both kids active in the discussions. All the while Tae was snuggled up tight to me and actually was sneaking gropes at my crotch or rubbing my thigh. As the meal wound down we discussed the fact that we were traveling the same path and in fact had reservations at the same motel the following night. We agreed to meet for Breakfast then caravan together the following day. As we parted Tae said, "Catch you around Booker." I called back to him and said I'd be playing with Chili out back of the motel if he felt like tossing a frisbee. "Gotcha," he responded. Chili loved chasing balls, frisbees, and almost anything else that can be tossed. Sadly, because of his "chew" drive, things like tennis balls or other soft toys don't last long. My favorite frisbee is a Para Flight, made of cloth with a foam rim. The dog loves catching it in flight, often leaping 4 feet into the air to catch it and bringing it back quickly for another toss. I also use plastic competition frisbee's but the drawback to those is that when he picks it up he bends it over like a fucking taco. They don't last long either. Lastly I have some made of silicone which last much longer but are heavier. When I give Chili a choice, he always goes for the plastic ones. So, after getting back to my room and taking a post meal dump, I was out tossing the paraflight for him. When Tae came ambling out Chili ran straight to him to say hello and get his pets from the boy. "Gosh Booker you must be some hot shit," the boy finally said, the ever present grin plastering his smooth face. "You are all mom and J'Needa talked about after we left the restaurant. I think mom would almost let me live with you if I asked her." We went about tossing the frisbee for the dog and I had to give Taelyn some credit for patience. He didn't mention getting his cock sucked for at least 10 minutes. I finally brought up the topic and the kid beamed. "I thought you forgot about that part." His smile indicated that he was just fucking with me. I told him I doubted that anyone could possibly forget an appointment to suck his cock. Tae giggled at the compliment. He headed to the building and then to my room where Tae seemed unusually subdued, even skittish. I sat on my bed and face him. "So, you seem to be less enthusiastic Tae. What's going on?" He hesitated a moment then, in a softer, more "little boy" voice he said, "I'm kinda nervous Booker. I never done this before, with a man I mean." I nodded my head knowingly. "It was sort of a challenge by my friend Augie, his name is really August. He knows boys that get hooked up with men and sometimes men even give them money, but I don't want money," he added quickly. "But I do want to play with a man to see what it's like. I play with a few boys, like Augie, but that's it." I pretty knew exactly where the boy was coming from. It was a story I'd heard frequently in my research. Some were gay for pay while others were seeking clarification of their sexuality, and still others want to explore their sexuality with someone who could treat them well, teach them about being a gay boy. Which category Taelyn fell into had yet to reveal itself but I had my suspicions. "I understand completely Tae so how about this. How about I take the lead and if there is something you don't want to do, just say so. If there is something you do want to try, the same applies or you can just do it. How does that sound?" He said it sounded good. I had him step closer to me, within hands reach. "So tell me sweet boy, besides getting your cock sucked, what would you like to try?" I put my hands on his narrow hips and gently rubbed while he talked. "I want to see your cock and feel it and stuff and try to suck on it." As he talked I moved one hand inward and found his boys parts, all still soft and squishy, which was something I liked. I could feel him respond immediately. "I might want to try kissing and making out stuff and being naked and hugging. I don't know about getting fucked though, but maybe that too if your cock isn't too huge." All the while I was looking in his eyes and considering his height I was almost looking the boy in his gorgeous eyes. Under my hand, his cock had stiffened considerably. "Well, I said, "those are all things that I love to do. As far as fucking goes perhaps you could fuck me if that interests you. I will say though that if I am going to fuck a boy I do everything I can to get him so hot that getting fucked is something he wants. But even if I don't use my cock there are always fingers and toys that will work." I moved my hand down then up under the loose leg of his shorts and found his balls ensconced in cotton underpants. I rumpled the eggs causing the boy to gasp loudly. I didn't stay long but went up and found his rock hard cock tenting his briefs. I felt up and down his length and figured him to be somewhere in the 5 inch range with a moderate girth. "It feels pretty hard in there Tae," I said, "should we let him out." Tae nodded his head and mumbled a yes. I hooked my fingers inside the waistband of his shorts and his underwear, pulled out and then down freeing up a raging hard brown boner. As I lowered his clothing I took him in. As I'd guessed, he was pushing 5 inches of uncut boy cock, the rigid flesh standing straight up and practically quivering before my eyes. His balls were more of a crinkled sac as opposed to hanging. There wasn't a single hair to be seen, not that I expected to see any. "You are a very gorgeous boy Tae," I said, "I need to suck you right now." I made the announcement primarily to give him a chance to say no if he didn't feel he was ready. His silence told me what I needed to know. I put a hand on his tiny butt, the other on his cock and stroked him a few times, uncovering and covering his swollen sensitive cock head, then move my head forward and took him in. I breathed in the almost sweet fragrance of a young boy as I moved my head. I took him to the root which caused him to gasp loudly, then backed off and did shorter movements. Above me Tae moaned softly at the warmth and feel of having a high quality blow job. I worked him like that for a moment then took my mouth away and got busy licking him up and down like a slowly melting ice cream cone. I included his balls in that journey, wanting the young boy to experience as much pleasure as possible and in the process maybe do some things that he hadn't experienced. I finally stopped, released him and let him step back, asking him how he was doing as we separated. "That was amazing Booker, just amazing. I can't even tell you how good it felt." As he talked, Tae peeled his shirt off and stood before me full naked. I swear his cock was harder and redder than it had been. "I want to see your cock too Booker, will you take your clothes off too?" I stood and quickly peeled off my shirt then slipped my cargo shorts and AE trunks down and let my boy pop out like a clown in a jack-in-the-box. Taelyn's eyes about popped out of his pretty little head. I wasn't huge in the grand scheme of things but to a young boy it probably seemed that way. I was just under 7 inches, a moderate girth, and was clipped. My balls, a medium sized set of eggs, were hanging nicely and like most of my pubic area, shaved. I say most because I did have a small patch of black hair at the base of my dick, something that resembled the first year of hair growth for a boy. "Gosh Booker I never seen a dick that big before." He stepped up to me and took hold of me and gently stroked, the warmth of his hand and the fact that it was Tae seeming to make me even harder. After exploring me with his hands Tae dropped to his knees, opened wide and put his mouth over the end of his cock. My knees went weak. Tae was the youngest boy I'd ever had on the end of my dick. He was also the only boy of color that I'd been with. There was nothing prejudicial in that, more like lack of opportunity. Frankly, I hadn't been with that many boys in my lifetime. Tae was also one of the cutest boys I'd ever been with. The boy did a credible job and sucking me off although it didn't last all that long. He didn't do much of anything else while he suckled, his primary focus was on getting that part of the job done. I wasn't going to complain. When he was done Tae stood up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "You wanna take some pictures of my dick," he asked with a leer. I knew damned well that I shouldn't but on the other hand I wanted to have a pictorial record for future reference. I got out my phone and Tae went through a variety of poses, some simple and others clearly sexual posing. I stopped at a dozen. "I can't spend much time cuz mom will be looking for me but will you shoot your sperm stuff for me?" I told him I'd be glad to and lay on the bed and went to work. Taelyn watched attentively, kneeling beside me. I coaxed him closer so I could play with his cock and balls for added stimulation. It didn't take too long before I hit and shot a copious amount of cum up onto my chest and belly. Tae raised all kind of excitement at that declaring that his friend Augie hadn't even seen sperm. When it was over and I got cleaned up I asked him if he wanted me to make him cum and he shook his head. "I really gotta get going," he said then melted into my arms. I hugged him tightly, reveling in the feeling of having a naked boy wrapped in my arms. When he backed away he said he'd see me in the morning. Tae got dressed and was ready to leave but came back to me and planted his mouth against mine. "I think I want you to fuck me Booker," he said after breaking the kiss. That said, he patted chili on the head then he left and I just flopped onto the bed and thought about him, what we did and what I hoped we might do. We met for breakfast at an Elmer's the next morning around 8, discussed the trip, the possible rest stops and other details. Afterwards we headed to Costco to gas up. Denise commented that my car looked like an FBI car and I agreed, sort of. It wasn't a suburban. I'd gotten a Kia Telluride because of the amount of cargo space, the panoramic sunroof and the warranty's. Doing a 30 day road trip with a big dog required some extra room plus I always carried a 3 man dome tent and sleeping bag a large cooler and a 4 gallon water container. Chili required lots of water. Sometimes I like to spend the night in the outdoors plus if I had to, I could sleep in the SUV. Like the agency SUV's mine was gloss black with heavy tinting. Unlike the agency vehicles, mine had custom chrome rims. Off we went and 2 hours later made our first foray into a rest stop where I pissed and watered Chili and then hit the restroom, Tae right at my hip the entire time. There seemed to be a que at the urinals so Tae took my hand and led me into a stall where we both dropped our short and let it all hang out. Tae stared at my dick for second then reach over and cupped my balls and in the process barely missed getting his wrist pissed on. I muttered "careful" and he responded in a soft whisper. "It's cool, my friends and I play piss games sometimes." Although I was well aware of the practice, I had never engaged in watersports due more to availability than aversion. Outside Tae said he wished he could ride with me, which I agreed with, then suggested that perhaps he could bring it up at lunch. We hit the road again and our next stop was for lunch which ended up being burgers and fries at a very popular local drive known for its food. We ate at a picnic table under the trees so Chili could join us at eat his own lunch which was accompanied by French fries from the humans. Chili was very adept at catching food, even when it was barely 2 inches above his nose. Our whole group as well as other diners got a big kick out that. "Mom, can I ride with Booker," Tae asked as lunch wound down. Denise was reluctant but I intervened and said I was good with it and in fact would enjoy the company so she gave her assent. To her credit she didn't give him directions about his behavior. After giving Chili the opportunity to exercise a bit we loaded up. "Gosh Booker your windows are so dark you could be naked and no one would know." I agreed with him, not admitting that I'd driven naked from time to time. Yes, I was 60 years old but that didn't mean I was devoid of sexual feelings or sexual acting out, at least in private. "Can I," he asked and I told him he could. The boy was stripped naked before I made out of the parking lot. "I love being naked," Tae said as he leaned back, "but the seat is a little cold." I hit the seat heater for him. For the next 2 hours Tae played with himself, working his cock into a boner, stroking himself and the like. "I love playing with myself," he moaned as both hands cupped his stuff and he pressed his ass up off the seat to exert more pressure on his precious parts. "Do you like watching me Booker," he asked, "does it make you feel sexy?" I agreed that I did and it did. He reached over and felt my bulge, discovering that I was hard, and suggest that I take my pants off. I told him I'd consider it after our next stop, which turned out to be for gas. I had already shared that I was aware of Costco locations along our entire route so took the lead in getting us there. After gassing up I chose to drop my bottoms and ride free much to Tae's delight. The boy didn't hesitate to reach over and fondle my cock and balls bringing me to full tumescence very quickly. He asked to suck my dick and I agreed, putting the car on cruise control and moving the seat back. This was definitely a first for me, getting a blow in a moving vehicle. At least by a boy. At another point he knelt on the seat with his tender little ass draped over the console so I could admire his hole and play with his balls. I rubbed his asshole as well which prompted him to remind me that he wanted my dick in there before the day was out. That was fine because I wanted my dick and my tongue in there. Another time he was draped over the console and kissing on my neck while I felt him up. He began breathing in my ear, licking inside it and telling me how much he wanted me to fuck him, how he wanted to feel my big hard man cock stuffed in his little boy asshole among other things. Where he learned all that I never did find out. Still, the kid managed to stay raging hard for the better part of 90 minutes causing me to wonder about his getting blue balls aka lover's nuts. At 4:50 we were within 15 minutes of our destination so I had Tae back off and we both got our clothes back on. Because I was wearing flip flops, it was easier than if I'd had shoes on. Tae helped out by guiding my clothing over my feet and helping get them up to where I could take over. Denise got to the motel about 5 minutes before we did so when Taelyn and I walked into the lobby, we walked into a minor shit storm. For some reason they only had a reservation for one room and that with a king sized bed and not twin queens as promised. When Taelyn found that out he flat refused to sleep in a bed with 3 females. Couldn't say as I blamed him. "He can stay in my room," I volunteered, "it's not a problem." "Yeah mom, I can stay with Booker." Denise wasn't too keen on that idea, not for any prurient concerns, but simply not wanting to put me out. "It's no big deal. I've shared rooms and beds with my own kids and even grandkids over the years. Tae and I have gotten along all afternoon and I doubt that will change." There was some talk of trying to find another motel and the manager said we were free to try but Denise would forfeit the cost of the room plus as far as the manager knew, there weren't many rooms available in town as the summer season had started. Denise finally capitulated. Although Tae didn't exhibit any outward signs I could feel the excitement pouring off of the boy. So, we got checked in and swapped room numbers as well as phone numbers. That said we all got our bags and went to our rooms with a plan to meet up for dinner at an Italian restaurant nearby that was reportedly pretty good. As luck would have it our room was on the bottom floor while their room was on the 2nd floor and at the opposite end of the building. Pity. The second our bedroom door was closed Tae was on me like white on rice. His leap knocked me back backwards onto the bed, a single King I might add. Tae literally fell on top of me and went about kissing me all over the face and giggling like a school girl. Chili thought it was a game and wanted to get in on the fun but was trained to stay off the furniture so could only look on and bump up against my legs and feet. "Gosh Booker we can sex all night long if we want and not have to worry about mom wondering where I am." I rolled us over so that the boy was on his back with me above him. I poked him in the ribs causing him to wiggle and giggle while agreeing with him as well as letting him know that first and foremost we had to walk the dog. That said we got off the bed and headed outside, Chili prancing alongside. We played outside for 30 minutes and as we were ending, the rest of the group came out so we piled in cars and headed to dinner. Catellano's is an Italian owned restaurant run by 5 generations of Catellano family. Located in an old Victorian home it contains 4 dining rooms and also has outside seating on a patio underneath a massive old Maple tree. We chose outside so that Chili could be part of the group and in keeping with that I brought a bowl of kibble. Our waiter was a hot looking boy no older than 17 with a head black barrel curls and a tight little ass who introduced himself as Angelo. He all but outright flirted with Tae who didn't seem to notice. After handing us menu's he headed off and a moment later a portly elderly man approached our table. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen." Then to me he said, "I am master chef Alejandro Catellano. I don't wish to be presumptuous but does your pup eat human food?" I said that he did. It seemed that a patron had ordered a seared chicken breast with no spices or sauces then complained that it was too tasteless and returned it to the kitchen. If I were amenable he'd chop it into pieces for Chile instead of tossing it into the garbage. I was more than agreeable. I often added chopped meat leftovers to Chili's meals. The boy came back with ice water along with wine for the ladies and took our order and 5 minutes later the chef came back with a bowl of chunks of meat no larger than a small fingernail. I asked him if he'd like to watch Chili earn his treat and naturally he was amenable. Despite 4 other tables of guests, there was plenty of room on the patio so I moved off to a side and ran Chili through his paces. My boy does about 100 different tricks so we started with catch and I tossed a hunk to him. From there it was sit, down, roll over, wave, shake, play dead, turn in circles, sad puppy, back around me while weaving through my legs, sit pretty and more. After each trick he got a small hunk of chicken. We ended with Chili taking a bow. The chef was delighted beyond measure as were other patrons who offered an enthusiastic applause. Even people inside the restaurant had crowded around windows to watch and take photos or videos. I added the remainder of the chicken to his kibble and waited until our meal had arrived before feeding the dog. The meal was superb. I had a rigatoni bolognaise while others had Chicken Fet Alfredo, vegetarian lasagna, Spaghetti and meatballs and Mac & Cheese that was the best I'd ever tasted. We were loaded up with delicious garlic bread right from the oven. When the meal was over the women declined dessert while I ordered tiramisu for Tae and me to go. When our hot boy brought the dessert and the bill he informed me that chef was providing the tiramisu compliments of the house. What a guy. "Chef says don't eat this and drive," the boys said in his saucy little tone. Later, after my first taste of the confection, I would agree with that assessment. The alcohol was quite noticeable but goddamn the desert was good. On leaving, Denise reminded her son to stop by her room to say goodnight, got an agreement from Tae, and off we went in our separate vehicles. We drove around a bit, both of us giving up faux groans and complaints about being full, so sex wasn't a priority at the moment. We got back to the motel about 7:30. After exercising Chili we went to the room where Tae asked if we could lay around in underpants for a while and which I had no objection to. We stripped to briefs and snuggled on the bed. I asked Tae to tell me a bit about himself so he launched into it. He would be going into 6th grade come September, liked reading and writing, did okay at math sucked at science but got a B+ average overall. He didn't do sports yet but was thinking about baseball or swimming or maybe both. I asked him if there was a dad in the picture. Tae shook his head. "My dad was a bad boy, into drugs and trouble since he was my age. My mom says she was a wild child which is how they hooked up. She had me when she was 17 and he was 20. My dad got killed in a gang thing in Chicago when I was 2 so she straightened up and we moved out west and she started getting involved in youth groups and activities and stuff and that's what she does." I told him a brief description of my life, the only child of 2 psychologists who were in their early 40's when I was born. My father actually had the opportunity to study under Carl Jung. I married while doing my doctoral work, sired 3 kids and had 6 grandkids from 2 of my kids. My wife died of ovarian cancer at age 44. My son lived in Korea, married a Korean girl and had 2 kids. He had been in intelligence in the Navy and I was sure doing something in that capacity in Seoul although he was primary job was a teacher working with embassy and military kids. He spoke Korean fluently. I had a daughter that lived in France with 4 kids and her second husband and my youngest was a lesbian living in San Francisco and hadn't spoken to me in 16 years. None of them knew I'm gay, or at best bi-sexual, nor will they ever find out. We continued to chat and as we did, Tae's hand roamed around my body, slowly working its way downward, although I didn't get the sense that was the goal. It finally landed in my lap and gently fondled my stuff outside my underwear. "I like how it feels when it's soft Booker; all squishy and stuff." I agreed with him and proceeded to return the gesture. "I really love my cock; is that weird?" I assured him that it was not, that most boys made that same claim and many adult males did as well, and that included me. A boys' cock was truly his best friend. Tae responded quickly to my ministrations as did I but my response was much slower. I was only a moment before the boy had his mouth plastered against mine. I brought him tighter into my arms and Tae responded accordingly, all but clinging to me. I ran my hand around behind him to cup his small butt, reveling in the feel of the underwear clad globes. It caused Tae to press even tighter to me; to grind his raging hard against my stomach and his mouth against mine. He rammed his tongue into my mouth all the while moaning loudly. "Oh god Booker I want you to fuck me so bad," he whispered hoarsely into my ear then went back to kissing fiercely then stopped again. "I want your cock in my butt really bad Booker, tell me you'll fuck me, please fuck me." Then he went back to kissing but only for a moment because I stopped it. "I want to fuck you really bad too Tae so I promise; I will fuck you." More kissing. I rolled us over so that Tae was on his back and began kissing down his body beginning with his tender little neck. I worked my way down, licking then sucking on his tiny nipples causing the boy to moan loudly and grasp my head. I kept going south, kissing his belly and licking in his outie belly button, all the while gently squeezing and feel his balls and gripping his rock hard little cocklet. When I got the waistband of his briefs I placed my mouth over the end of his cock, through his underpants, and blew warm air on his sensitive flesh. "Oh gosh Brooker, he groaned. I lifted the waistband and pulled it down far enough to expose the very end of his cock, his foreskin almost blazing red from trapped blood. I licked at the flesh then suckled the inch of warm brown hard cock. "Take my underpants off I want to be all naked for you," he panted. I glanced over at the clock. "Listen sweet boy, why don't you go say goodnight to your mom so we can get it out of the way and moved on without being disturbed." "Oh man I'm so hot Booker," he panted, "I don't want to stop." I agreed but said it was better now than later on when he was sizzling hot. He understood and he agreed, he just didn't want it to end. Tae tossed his clothes on and headed out, the plan being that by the time he got to his mother's room his raging cock would drop back into its default position. Meanwhile I got things ready, the lube and cleanup towels close at hand. I also got my toiletries set out in the bathroom and shower, knowing that when wonder boy got back a trip to the rain locker was in order. I full intended to eat that little boys' asshole and wanted it clean. Too, there was the fact that I was a little sticky due to the heat. Tae used his card key 8 minutes and came into the room with a huge smile on his face and immediately asked why I was dressed. Simple, in case his mother just happened to walk him back to the room. He said he understood and began to strip naked, as did I. His young brown cock was already on the rise. I quickly stripped while telling the boy we were going to shower which he also agreed to. It had been a very long time since I'd showered with a boy and never with one so young, other than my own son and that was completely platonic. Showering with Tae was anything but platonic. His hands were everywhere and I do mean Everywhere. Nothing was left untouched or unexplored. His mouth was almost as busy. Holding a wet squirming boy is one of the great pleasures in life and it's sad that I didn't have a chance to experience it when I was a younger man. Tae certainly made up for it however. All dried off and back in bed we picked up where we'd left off before saying g'nite to mom, snuggled together and making out. Of course the brown toned hottie needed his oral fix and slid down alongside my body, came face to face with my cock and went to work on it like he was a sword swallower. I let him have his way and simple relaxed into the feelings. Seeing his adorable face with my cock stuffed in it was extremely stimulating but I had a plan as well as some desires of my own. "Hey sweet boy, why don't you turn and straddle my body and I can suck your cock too." Tae didn't respond vocally but moved, using my cock as his fulcrum, and made the 180° turn without taking my rock hard cock out of his mouth. He straddled my face, his scrumptious little ass right there for picking and licking. I wasn't ready for him to stop sucking my cock and I knew that once I started eating his boy pussy he'd likely be run over by the feelings and not be able to continue blowing me. That said, I pulled his cock down and began sucking it while playing with his smooth young balls, but only for a moment. I moved my balls hand and let my fingers trail every so lightly up and down his perineum, not quite touching his puckered little hole but pretty darn close. I moved my mouth and began licking his balls, pushing the bag around a little bit before sucking the entire works into my mouth which caused him to gasp audibly. I worked the little marbles around in my mouth a bit before letting them slip out. For me, it was time; time to assault Tae's puckered little butthole with my tongue. I licked up and down his perineum, slowly closing in on the object of my desire. At Tae's young age the area around his little rosebud, while slightly darker, was still fairly light but would begin to change soon. I prefer the lighter color skin myself. I finally reached my destination and took a couple of swipes at the crinkled flesh that cause the boy to inhale sharply. Once I got in a few licks I got serious and began to gorge myself. I really did love rimming and doing a boy Tae's age made it all that much better. I licked and slobbered, kissed and sucked at the small morsel and felt my cock harden even more in response. As I had predicted, Tae was so overcome with feelings that it was difficult for him to suck my cock while I ate him, which was fine with me. Taelyn began wiggling his ass a little bit and pushing back against my mouth, wanting more. I peeled his little butt cheeks open as wide as possible and did my best to try and tongue fuck him, pressing against the small aperture of the muscle. About 4 minutes into it Tae made his declaration. "Oh gosh Booker, I think I need you to fuck me. I am so hot to have a cock in my butt." As stated, I was prepared for that. I reached for the lube while telling the youngling what I had in mind which was to prep him with a finger or two. I wished I'd had a small toy but I didn't. A moment later I slipped my middle finger into his cock slot and began to slide it in and out. Tae uttered plenty of moans and groans, and words, the latter being mostly undecipherable but some quite clear like, "Oh holy fuck" and the like. I managed to insert a second finger, widening the hole. I also managed to hit his prostate which garnered so very acute responses. I continued to play with his balls and his cock while I finger fucked him and between all of the actions got the boy to the "fuck me right now" stage fairly fast. I had Tae Turn around so he could face me and lubed up my cock while he did so. "I think the best way is for you to sit on my cock for now sweet boy. That will give you control of everything. It's only a start and once you've adjusted to having me in your butt we can change positions." "I understand Booker," the boy said, looking at me through eyes that were heavily lidded from lust. "I just want it in my butt." I wiped my hands clean and the young boy moved backwards while I held my cock upright for him. Tae made some minor adjustments and settled against my swollen cock head. I felt the pressure of his added weight and then more pressure as we worked to push down and work me inside of him. I tried to help by wiggling my cock slight to help worm my way in. "Gosh my butthole is really tight Booker," he mumbled. It seemed as if it wasn't going to work when Tae have it an extra shove and I slipped inside of him causing the boy's body to jerk and issue forth a shriek and a "goddamn that hurts". It was the first curse word I'd heard from the boy. Naturally, he stopped cold. "I know, it hurts sweet boy but keep breathing, relax but sort of push down like you're trying to poop." It took a good minute before Tae started to move. The expressions on his smooth light brown face clearly indicated that, for the moment, it was less fun than eating an ice cream cone. "You might find Tae, that stopping, pulling out slightly then continuing on might be helpful." In short order Tae was resting on my lap, my entire cock shoved up his tight little ass and it was tight. Oh boy, was it ever. "How you doin' Tae baby," I asked softly. "I'm okay Booker. It feels like my butthole is stretched out a mile though." I chuckled softly and Tae immediately responded saying he could feel my laugh through my cock. I nodded my head in agreement. Then I coughed, a forced one of course and he laughed a little bit. "Gosh that's weird Booker." The boy started to move around slightly, his butt that is, as if testing the waters a little bit. My hands rested lightly on his narrow hips, not guiding, just providing contact. After a moment he leaned forward and raised then lowered his ass and started to fuck me, albeit, slowly. I watched his face closely and actually saw it gradually go from rictus to relaxed. It took a minute or so more before a smile actually graced his face. "Oh man Booker, it's starting to feel good." Tae leaned down and kissed me then went back to moving his tender tight tushy up and down. His breathing started come a little quicker and I thought I heard a small moan or two. I gave it another minute then asked if he'd like to change positions. "That way I can fuck you good and proper like a boy is s'pose to be fucked." It goes without saying, although I will, he was all for that. I told Tae what I was going to do and I moved, stopping in the first position with him sitting on my lap. The boy wrapped his arms around me and plastered his mouth against mine for some very passionate kissing. "I really like this Booker. I can hold you and kiss you and have your big cock up my butt." "Doesn't get much better than that does is Tae baby." He agreed that it didn't. "I like it when you call me baby Tae. I like being your baby." I kissed him deeply, said "ditto" then moved again, holding him tight until we got him onto his back. Looking down onto his face was infinitely more enjoyable to me that looking up into it. Tae actually commented on his he liked it better too. "Besides, it's like you're taking control and I like that too." I leaned forward and rested my elbows on the bed and began to fuck him. Tae's legs went around my waist, sort of, and his arms around my neck. I fucked him at a medium pace, bringing his heat level up and it didn't take long before he was moaning softly. Since his head was next to my neck he began kissing on it and nibbling on my ear all the while moaning. It soon got to a point where he was grunting slightly each time I thrust into him. I decided it was time to move. I raised up then slipped my arms under his legs and planted my palms on the bed and started to fuck him harder. It didn't take long before I was pounding his ass, slamming my cock into him and causing him to really sound off when I bottomed out inside of him. "Oh god Booker, Oh god this is amazing," he said, his voice deepened in lust. I couldn't have agreed more. My balls were smacking against his ass, the only other sound in the room except for his grunting and sound of our bodies slapping together. All of a sudden he cried out, squealed actually, and I felt his hole grip my cock like a vice. The boy was cumming and he was cumming hard. His arms had gone back around my neck and they too gripped me tightly. "I'm gonna cum Tae," I finally told him and then I did. My orgasm was one of the most powerful I'd had in years. I actually growled like a goddamn dog as I fired volley after volley of sperm deep into the boy. I pressed into him, ground my own ass in circles then went back to pounding him. I finally slowed down and eventually stopped. Both of us were panting heavily, gulping in oxygen, hearts beating rapidly. I stay in place but let Tae's legs down then lowered my body like I had when I started, resting on my elbows. We kissed a little bit before either of us spoke. "Holy moly Booker, that was intense," Tae finally said, his arms held loosely around my neck. "Yeah, I'd say so sweet boy." He asked if we could just stay there like that for a while and I explained that I hadn't planned on leaving right away, that it felt good for both parties to linger a bit and not just cum and go. He giggled a little and I felt it and fake coughed again so he could feel it. We stayed in place, rubbed noses, kissed gently and talked. About 5 minutes later Tae pointed out that we were both hard so I just started moving, slowly fucking him again. I fucked Tae for almost 15 minutes the second time and made the boy cum twice. We took another shower and cuddled in bed and talked some more, mostly about our future, hoping that we'd be able to have one. Tae was sure that if I asked his mother, she would allow the boy to spend time with me, do day trips, spend a weekend with me now and again and who knew what else. I allowed as I could play up how the boy might be like a surrogate grandson for me since my own lived 5,000 miles away in foreign countries and besides, aside from Chili, I didn't have that much to do in my copious amount of free time. We shared meals twice the next day, had plenty opportunity to talk and the topic of an ongoing relationship with the family came up, along with Denise's desire to continue working toward a degree in substance abuse counseling and maybe even go further and obtain a master's in counseling or even more. The biggest impediment was money and of course finding the time while she held down a full time job that, while not menial, wasn't making the family rich. I knew plenty of the players in the entire behavioral health industry and said I might be able to help out finding scholarships and maybe even internships when the time came for her to do one. Tae rode with me the rest of the way home and of course was naked as a baby the entire time. He even jacked off and cummed before we stopped for lunch. Taelyn and I would remain lovers well into his 15th year and by that time he was a very well endowed boy, pushing 8½ thick inches. He was also devastatingly gorgeous although he remained small in stature. Denise allowed him to spend almost as much time with me as I could stand which meant 2 full weekends a month and full weeks during his breaks from school. We took trips all over the United States and the boy got experiences and an education that could never have hoped for let alone attained without my help. He spent so much time with me that his mother provided a legal documents that allowed me almost all of the liberties and permissions of a legal parent. And we had sex. Holy mother of god we had sex. We also engaged with other boys. Certainly, his best friend Augie but also other boys that Tae knew and boys we picked up on our journeys. When he was 12 his mother allowed him to travel to Europe with me to see my daughter and grandkids and when he was 13 we went to Korea. Both my kids were aware that I was mentoring Tae and to my knowledge had no idea we were in a sexual relationship. While in Europe we were invited to a private beach called boy beach where men and boys engaged in sex right out in the open. Taelyn was a big hit. We stayed at the villa of the manager, a man named Tal would hailed from San Francisco, and his teenage lover Acelin, an adorable black haired 14 year old. It was quite hot watching another man fuck my boy while I fucked another boy. Tal, Ace and I became close friends and I would eventually move to Europe after Tae died. During the rest of the year I had dinner at Denise's house at least once a month and they had dinner at my home as often. I took them both to Hawaii for Christmas one year and Cancun another year. As promised, I helped to get Denise scholarships as well as jobs and she realized her dream of obtaining her master degree in clinical psychology after which I helped get her employed at the UW as part of their behavioral health department. Tae died just short of his 16th birthday in a tragic but freak accident. He was attending his first prom, with a girl. He and 3 other couples were riding in their limo after the prom and a semi-truck and trailer went through a guardrail on an overpass and dropped down onto the interstate on top of the limo. It was revealed that the driver had a heart attack. He and 4 of the kids, including Tae died instantly. Tae's body was so mangled that his funeral was closed casket. Denise and I clung to each other through the entire ordeal and afterwards I told her that no matter what I would always be there for her. It was then that she revealed that she knew that her son and I were lovers and had known since he was 12 years old. She had no animosity or regrets in that regard. "He loved you beyond measure Booker and it was clear that the feelings were reciprocal. I also know that my son instigated it. You were very good for him and to him, to us Booker. You gave us more than we could ever have hoped for. I have no doubt that once he became legal Tae would have wanted to live with you full time and I would have honored that and been honored by it. Thank you." Denise and I still day in contact, send cards and phone each other a few times a year. She went on to obtain her Ph.D., married a lovely man with two grown kids, and moved to New Haven where they both are professors at Yale. Not a day goes by that I don't think about Tae. He would be turning 21 next month. I have hundreds of photos and dozens of little movies of him, a lot of them triple X-rated. I miss him so much. I live with Tal and Acelin and work at Boy Beach. I have a steady boy in my life, an adorable 14 year old French boy who professes his undying love for me, and as much as I adore him, he will never really replace Taelyn. Nobody will.