Date: Sun, 4 Feb 2018 08:59:56 -0600 From: Proxy Story Subject: The First Taste of Bitters Chapter 4 The First Taste of Bitters Chapter 4 This story is fiction, written by an author over the age of 18. All names, places, descriptions, and events are purely fictional and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental. This work contains intimate acts between adult males and youths if that scenario offends you, please discontinue reading any further. Nifty is a wonderful resource and needs to be funded to continue. If you enjoyed the story, or any other stories, please donate to nifty so that we can all enjoy more stories in the future.... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html -Bath Time and Big Forts- (Mb, anal finger) After "putting my weapon away" I headed back in to hear Chris splashing in the tub. He yelled for me to come to the bathroom with him. I entered just in time to hearing him farting in the water then laughing hysterically. "Gross, thank you for sharing that with me little monkey." "You know you like it. You like my sniffing and kissing my butt..." I hushed him and he blushed. "Sorry." "It's okay little man. Want me to wash your hair and back? " He beamed up at me and handed me the Spiderman shampoo. I began lathering his silky thin hair. Giving him a good scalp massage as well. Sue walked in and said, "Well, looks like my job is already taken then. When y'all get finished in here I left y'all some big blankets and sheets in the living room for your fort. Mark and I are going to our room to bathe and watch a movie. She said this while holding up air quatations. I know Mark was really horned up after talking about his Uncle so I knew Sue was in for a good night. Also, that meant no disturbances for Chris and I. After Sue left the bathroom, I rinsed his hair and then began to wash his back. Chris rolled all the way over on his stomach as I began washing his shoulders then down his back. I skipped over his sweet little buns and went down to his feet. Tickling him a little bit making him squirm. Then his hairless little legs masaging his calfs and then his thighs. I ran my thumbs into his legs just nudging his little sack. I could tell he was hard. I then circled my hands into his firm ass. Kneading his little buns. I re-applied some soap and began massaging into his crack. Once I got to his little pucker he moaned a little. He then looked over his shoulder and asked if Mom shut the door. I nodded that she did. I also knew they were in their bathroom on the opposite side of the house so... I continued to rub his litte ass hole. I started to penatrate it a little as he moaned a little louder now. He reached under himself and began rubbing his stiff penis. "Hey bud arn't you going to save some of that for me?" "Mmmhhmmm, you definetly are going to have to do that thing with your mouth again." I continued to just barely penetrate to the first knuckle. Thinking about what Mark said earlier about prep work, I added a little more soap and pushed a little more firmly. I could feel the tightness of his anal passage clamping down on my finger then, pop... my finger started going in. Chris kind of grunted and then asked what I was doing. I told him just to relax and push out like he was going to fart. "But please don't fart" as I smiled at his questioning face. Giggles is all I got from him. He was so trusting of me. I could feel his anal lips relax a little and then all the suden my finger was burried in the softest, hottest oven I could have ever imagined. "MMMM, John that feels kind of strange. Like a poop, but not." I began twising my finger around a bit and that is when I found "it". I have read stories before and often wondered if little boys even had a prostate that you could actually feel or you just found it by luck and then kind of knew where it was from then on. But, I actually could feel this little ridge like protusion in his ass. It was like an actuall button. I rubbed over a couple of times and Chris was acutally mumbling something or the maybe speaking in tounges I don't know, but he banged his ass back on my finger when I started pulling out a little and began to move his ass on it. My finger was now his new favorite toy and I started thinking I can't wait for my cock to take its place. All the sudden he let out a squeel; that I am sure if his parents hand't been in their own passionate moment would have brought one of them to the door to shush unapprovingly at us. Chris, flipped back over and smiled at me. I smiled back,"Naughty little boy." "Me? You are the one sticking your finger in my butt." "Yeah and I am going to have my face burried in there in a few minutes and maybe one day my penis too." Chris screwed up his face and asked why. Just like earlier I responded, "because you are you and I love you...all of you." Tears actaully formed in my eyes as I said this and Chris stood up and wetly hugged me. I pulled back and kissed him on the cheek then with him looking at me I kissed him on the lips. First a little peck and then he leaned in and pushed a little harder. Just a chaste no tounge kiss, but at that moment we knew that we loved each other. There was not a river or mountain that could stop us. That was the first time in all my life that I knew what love actually felt like. It hurt and it was wonderful all at the same time. We let go of our embrace and I looked down at my shirt, which was completely soaked now. Chris chuckeled and said, "well I guess you should have just got in with me." "Maybe another time little man, right now we need to get dried, we have a fort to build." Out in the living room we began construcing our fort. I had discarded my wet shirt now and changed into some atheltic shorts with no undeware. Chris was wearing his ubiqutis underoos, this time with Cars on them. After building a fort big enough for five grown men and taking up most of the living room we settled down to watch the movie. Chris laid his head across my chest and was kind of running his hands up and down my chest. "How come you don't have hair all over like daddy?" "I don't know some men are real hairy and some arn't. Actually, I shave this part down here." Rubbing his hand where my happy trail should have been. "Why?" (he is 9 after all and there are always questions) "Well, I used to swim on a swim team and we wore really small and tight bathing suits and it just looked better to shave it." "But, you don't swim now and you don't wear a small bathing suit now." "Actually, I do Chris. I don't swim on a team, but at least once a week I go swim laps at the pool and when I do that I wear a spedo." We watched the movie for a little while longer, but apparently he was still thinking about body hair. "But you still have the hair around you penis?" "Yeah, I don't shave that I just trim it like when you get a hair cut." "Oh." Then he actually reached into the waist band of my shorts and grabbed my soft penis. "I like it." In no seconds flat I was boning up. Chris stopped and then loooked up ummm..."Do you think Mom and Dad are asleep yet?" "Yeah, I don't think they will be coming out of their room the rest of the night." Chris began to stroke me like I showed him earlier in the day. Then he pulled my shorts all the way down. I helped him and just kicked them all the way off. I reached over and began rubbing his little nail through his shorts. And then reached down and pulled his shorts off all the way. I marveled at our size diffence, but at the same time our simmilarties. I pulled Chris over on top of me hugging him with some force and kissed him on the lips again. He kissed back, but this time I opened my mouth a bit and rubbed my tounge across his lips. Chris caught on and opened his mouth as well. Next thing I knew his little tounge and my big tounge were wrestling between his little mouth and mine. It took him a minute to figure out how to breathe, but once he caught on I could feel him grinding his little nail into my stomach. Chris broke the kiss and looked at me, gave me that same mischevious grin from earlier and scooted off me and down a little. He took my penis in his little hand and began rubbing and kind of examining it. Then all the suden he stuck his tounge out and licked it. He did this a couple of times and then looked back up at me. "It doesn't really taste like anything. like you said. It taste like you." He then opened his mouth and tried to get the head in. Like Mark said I don't have much girth, but I do have over 7 inches in length and this made it perfect for a little boys mouth. Just as he was getting the head in a load of pre-cum oozed out and he licked it and looked back at me. I gave him the question look. He shrugged and said, "Kind of like butter I guess, but what is it." "Chris this really isn't the time, I will tell you all about it later, right now just have fun and know it won't hurt you." He again put the head in his mouth then he went down till he gagged. He looked very dejected, "I can't get as much in as you did." "I know babby just get the head in and use your tounge around it. Then you can lick down the rest." Just seeing his little mouth open up and take my head in was beautiful. I knew I wouldn't last long. After a few minutes I just had him use his tounge on my head while I wanked the rest. I warned him I was about to cum again. He moved his head off, but not to far as I could still feel his breath. The first two shots when about 8 inches in the air then landed back on his cheek. The rest dribbled out. Chris was giggling, "You made a mess again." "No, you did that little man." Chris rubbed his finger into the puddle on my stomach and the put it in his mouth. "Kind of like the other stuff, but different. More slimy." I grabbed the towel I brought from the bathroom and cleaned us up. Chris didn't seem interested in getting his right now. I guess the one in the tub sated him for now. He laid his head back on my chest and we re-started the movie. I thought he might fall asleep but....