Date: Thu, 18 Jan 2007 09:37:56 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Football Lad Part three

THIS IS A GAY FANTASY IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ IT, FOR ANY REASON,
PLEASE LEAVE NOW. THE SEX WILL BE UNSAFE, IN REAL LIFE PLEASE PRACTICE SAF SEX.
I stared at Dean's email for ages, I was in a total quandary. I got myself a
bottle of lager and lit a cigarette, then sat in front of the screen again.
Dean was 14, I couldn't risk an affair with him, it was illegal. I did find him
attractive, he was funny, and sex with him was fantastic. If I didn't reply
what would he do? Start cottaging again I supposed; and that was dangerous for a
lad his age. I knew that from personal experience, I'd picked up my first
bloke in a cottage when I was 13. So was I being a hypocrite? I decided he was
too nice a boy for me to just ignore him and block his email address, so I
opened up a reply email, had another beer and sat staring at the screen. After
several minutes musing I started typing.

Hi Dean, it's taken me a long time considering whether or not I should reply
to your email, but you're too nice a person for me to ignore you and leave you
pissed off. As much as I'd like to I can't have sex with you again, you're
too young, it is illegal. Whatever happened between you and Mark when you were
younger has nothing to do with it. I beg you not to go cottaging again, it's
far too dangerous for someone your age. I will keep in touch with you through
emails though if you like. You're a very sexy lad with a great personality,
just remember that, and try and wait 2 years.
I considered what I'd written and before I had time to change my mind I
pressed send now, the deed was done! Dean must have been sat at his computer, I got
an immediate reply.
Thanks for replying Paul, I was worried you wouldn't. I have to go an errand
for Mom. I'll email you again in about an hour. OK?

I emailed "OK." back and busied myself preparing a casserole for my dinner,
which I put into the oven. 55 minutes later there was a ping and Dean was back
on line. We chatted for a while and his emails got sexier and sexier, I have
to admit mine did too. It got to the point where I'd slipped my shorts off and
I started playing with my stiffening cock, the little bugger was so sexy. I
remembered the look on his face as he rode my cock to his third orgasm, and I
started to ooze precum. I could smell my dinner and sadly told him I had to go,
but I'd be in touch at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow if he wanted me too. He
emphatically told me YES!
That night I went up town, but I couldn't be bothered to try and pick anyone
up, and I brushed a couple of guys off who tried to chat me up; all I could
think about was Dean. So I went home early and wanked myself to sleep imagining
Dean impaled upon my cock riding up and down as I wanked him off.
I had a crap sleep and by seven-thirty I'd fetched the Sunday papers and I
was  working at my household chores. I'd finished by nine and I read the papers
while I ate breakfast, I was desperate for it to be ten-o-clock. At ten-to-ten
I couldn't wait any longer, I stripped off, sat at my PC and logged on. I
opened my emails, there was one from Dean already waiting for me, timed 9:03. I
opened it and in it he told me once again how much he wanted my big cock up his
bum. He told me how much he liked me, and he promised that he wouldn't cause
me any trouble. I could feel my resolve crumbling, I hadn't seduced him he'd
seduced me; I remembered how I felt at his age when someone I fancied wouldn't
have sex with me because of my age, it hurt!
Before I could reply to his first email he sent me a second. I read that
after he'd sent the first email he'd remembered that there were a couple of boxes
of Mark's stuff up in the attic that Mark hadn't been able to take with him
when Dean's Mom had thrown him out. Dean had gone and searched through them
and found a douche bottle that Mark and Dean had used, that was before Mark had
bought a douche attachment for the shower. (That just confirmed my suspicions
about Mark fucking Dean, and maybe vice-versa.) Dean wrote that he'd just
finished cleaning himself out and his bum was aching for me to come around and
fill it with my big fat cock. Then he'd written a row of kissing smileys followed
by about 50 "PLEASES".
My cock was stiff, and when I squeezed it a big pearl of precum oozed from my
cock slit. I remembered yesterday's sex and Dean's beautiful bum, I couldn't
not fuck him again. I quickly emailed him and asked him where his Mom was, he
replied immediately that she was at work until 4, so she'd be home around
4:30. So I emailed him back and told him I that I couldn't hold out and that I'd
come to his house  straight away, I'd be about 15 minutes. If that was ok
with him? His immediate reply was "YIPPEE! the back door will be open and I'll
be lying on my stomach on my bed waiting. HURRY UP! And thanks Paul. XXXXXXX"
I closed my PC and put on a pair of baggy shorts and my trainers, it was a
nice day so I didn't bother with a shirt. After locking up I got my bike out of
the shed and set off for Dean's house. When I arrived I went up the passage
way and into the garden, propping my bike against the wall I tried the back
door. It was open so I went in, locking the door behind me. I ran up the stairs
and went into Dean's bedroom, Dean was lying prone on his bed with his footballer
's legs spread wide apart, he was looking at me over his shoulder with a sexy
grin on his face and sparkling eyes. I admired his taut young buttocks and
noticed that he'd pointed his hard cock down the bed, I could see a fairly large
precum stain on the sheet beneath his knob.
"Hi Paul, I'm so pleased you relented, look, just for you."
He put a hand on each arse cheek and pulled them apart showing me his sweet
little pucker which looked slightly puffy and redder than usual.
"Been playing with your hole have you? You sexy young bugger."
Dean giggled and slid the index finger of each hand into his hole and pulled
it further apart so that I could see the red flesh inside.
"Just getting it ready for your tongue Paul; you did promise to tongue fuck
it for me, remember? And thanks again for coming around."
I kicked off my trainers and dropped my shorts, my cock was three quarters
stiff and hardening as I looked at Dean's beautiful young body. Steeping out of
my shorts I got on my knees by his head; I stroked his damp hair and kissed
him passionately and he moaned into my mouth. Eventually I broke away. My voice
husky with desire as I spoke.
"Dean, we're going to have to have a serious talk later, but for now we're
both so  worked up let's just enjoy each others bodies."
"OK Paul." Dean sighed.
I got onto the bed and positioned myself over his body then I lowered myself
down. Dean pulled his arse cheeks apart again, so I positioned myself so that
my throbbing cock lay along his arse crack. Dean let go of his arse cheeks and
they closed around my cock.  He moved his hands onto my hairy arse and pulled
me closer to his body. I started to kiss his neck, then I licked inside both
his ears causing Dean to wriggle and squirm beneath me. Dean smelt beautiful,
clean with a hint of soap. As I licked my way down his silky smooth back I
reached under his pliant young body and started to play with his little nipples,
rubbing them between my thumbs and fingers, and pinching them; they erected
immediately. Dean began to moan sexily, and he flexed his muscled buttocks
around my cock, moving up and down slightly. My cock slid out of his arse crack as
I worked lower kissing and caressing Dean's sexy young body with my tongue. I
left a line of my precum along his arse crack..
When I reached the mounds of his buttocks I let go of his nipples and pulled
away from him, kneeling between his outstretched legs just below his bum. I
pulled his arse cheeks apart and gazed at his slightly puffy, reddish pucker. I
licked my lips and buried my face in his arse crack, tasting my own precum as
I licked up and down. I pulled his arse cheeks as far apart as I could and
veed my tongue before plunging it into his hole; Dean groaned loudly as my tongue
entered his body. I tasted a hint of soap and a sweet, faint muskiness, mmmm.
I tongue fucked his hole for several minutes before I gently introduced the
index finger of each hand into his hole and pulled his hole wider apart so that
my tongue went further inside him.
Dean started moaning "more, more, more."
So I removed my tongue and inserted another two fingers into his hot, moist,
tight young hole. I twisted and turned them widening his hole. Then I found
his prostate and started teasing it, Dean squirmed even more and cried out.
"I think I'm going to cum!"
Pulling my fingers from his hole I rolled off him onto my back.
"Get on top of me Dean, in a 69, and make sure your knob stays in my mouth,
not down my throat, I need to taste your cum."
Dean was on top of me in a shot and he pushed his cock into my mouth as he
grasped my throbbing cock and pushed his mouth over my big knob and started to
work on it with his tongue. I pushed my index fingers back into his hole and
began to finger fuck him as I sucked hard on his quivering cock. I heard a
muffled shout which reverberated around my knob.
"Paul, I'm going to cum, NOW!"
And my mouth was flooded with blast after blast of hot, sweet, boycum. Dean
came loads, but I managed to swallow every tasty drop. When he finally finished
cumming he raised up off my throbbing cock, pulled his cock from my mouth and
twisted around until we we're kissing passionately. Our cocks were trapped
between our writhing bodies and I could tell that Dean's was stiff again. I was
so worked up I bit into his tender neck, just above his shoulder, and sucked
hard until I'd given him a love-bite. Dean giggled.
"You've branded me Paul, I'm going to have to try and hide that from my Mom."

"And now I'm going to fuck you, hard!" I growled. "Lie on your back and
hold your legs up and apart."
In seconds Dean was in position and he flexed his pucker which turned me on
even more.
"Where's your lube?"
"I don't want you to use lube Paul, just gob on your cock. I want to feel
the pain of your big knob being forced up my hole."
"Are you sure Dean? It's going to hurt."
"Just do it, please."
Dean's voice was husky with desire and I could see his sweet little cock
twitching against his belly, a string of precum running from his cock-slit to his
belly. I placed his legs on my shoulders and positioned my big fat knob
against his pucker, keeping it in place with my hand. I looked at Dean, his eyes
were squeezed shut. I took a deep breath and pushed my knob into his hole. There
was some resistance so I pushed harder and my knob broke through Dean's
sphincter. Dean expelled the air from his body and cried out.
"Oh shit!"
I stopped pushing and Dean's eyes flew open, I swear a tear was trickling
down his cheek, and he gasped.
"No Paul, don't stop I want your cock buried all the way inside me, fill me
up."
I didn't reply, I pulled his arse cheeks apart and just forced the rest of my
almost 7 inch cock into Dean's hole until my pubes were scratching his arse
cheeks. Then I put my hands under his body, grabbed his shoulders, and pulled
down hard, forcing the last few centimetres of my throbbing cock into his
willing body. Leaning forwards I found Dean's mouth and I kissed him tenderly. Dean
manoeuvred his arms until he'd trapped his legs behind his head, making his
hole squeeze my throbbing cock even tighter. It allowed my to release his
shoulders and my fingers were soon playing with his stiff little nipples. Dean's
voice was husky with desire when he spoke as he stared into my eyes.
"Now fuck me hard."
Copyright 2007
This is a short part, just to let you all know I'm still writing the story,
Paul.
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