Date: Sat, 7 Mar 2015 04:16:20 +0000 (UTC) From: Ben DOver Subject: Hawk Boy So many thanks to Nifty for this wonderful arena. Without our donations, Nifty could not exist so please donate to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html to help keep this site alive. Nifty is what inspired me to begin writing and I am sure Nifty inspired many others in the same way. This is a short story inspired by a five second encounter that really happened. Nothing else really happened. Enjoy! benjamin_dover69@yahoo.com I exited the elevator on the fourteenth floor, taking a left to get to my office. We had received a huge amount of snow that our southern town just couldn't handle and practically everything was closed down, including all the offices in our building. I lived about a mile away, and at twenty seven and single, I didn't have a lot to do during the week if I wasn't working. The roads were fairly flat between work and home, so I ventured out in my AWD Outback, and even though I slipped a few times, I made it to the parking garage under my building. There were only three other cars on this level, so I assumed our building was basically deserted. As I walked to my office, the last one on the right, the door from the stairwell, located just beyond my office, and on the left, opened up. Low and behold, a very cute boy exited and started walking toward me. He hesitated for a second when he saw me, he probably thought this floor was deserted, but then he kept moving. 'Nice Hawk, Man!' I exuded. 'Thanks', he replied shyly. We both continued on our way and I could not resist looking back at him, checking out his slight butt. As a purveyor of cute boys, I gave him a ten. Most of my random encounters with boys ended with us having some sort of sexual contact, at least in my mind. I try to take in as many details as I can in the short periods of time available to me. This boy was a real cutie, and right in my wheelhouse, somewhere around eleven years old. My comment was provoked by his Mohawk, about five inches of dark brown hair, flopping over at the moment, surrounded by smooth skin. I noticed as we passed he was about as tall as my nipples, and I am six feet one inches, so that put him about four feet ten maybe? He had large oval brown eyes and long brown eyelashes, one of the first things I noticed about his face. A dusting of freckles covered his tiny upturned nose, perched above thick pink lips. His smile back at me was crooked and showed just a bit of white teeth. I could tell he was slender, even under his gray hoodie and blue down vest. He had black straight leg jeans, not skinny jeans, just straight leg and his feet were covered by red and blue Nikes. He was a very striking boy. One I would think about for days, I was sure. I went into my office and piddled around, making a couple calls and sending a few emails. After an hour and a half or so, I thought I needed to pee. The closest bathroom was in the communal hall outside my office so that is were I headed. As I passed the foyer outside the elevators, I saw my boy sitting with his legs over the arm of a chair, looking at his phone. His vest and hoodie were on the chair beside him, leaving him in a dark blue t-shirt with The Clash written on it. I couldn't pass up this opportunity, so I stopped and turned toward him. 'I love the Clash, one of my favorite all time bands.' He looked up and just stared at me. 'You here with your Dad?' I asked. He spoke to me, 'Nah, my Mom. She works two floors down. These chairs are more comfortable,' he explained. 'Is she a lawyer?' I asked, knowing there was a law firm on the twelfth floor. 'No, paralegal. She's working on some cases for her boss.' 'Oh', I said. I think I knew his Mom. A kinda middle aged punk girl, with spiky hair and funky clothes. 'Is Nancy your Mom? Blond hair, kinda short?' 'Yeah' he answered. 'Do you know her?' 'Enough to talk on the elevator. She seems really cool. That probably makes you really cool too!' He just looked at me. Oh, shit. I got too familiar too fast. Oh well, one of these days a boy will jump my bones. Hah! 'Nice talking to you. Hang here as long as you want.' My eyes dropped from his face to his crotch and lingered for a couple seconds before they returned to his eyes. I couldn't make anything out, no big bulge or hard-on he was hiding, I just couldn't help myself looking. A boys crotch draws me right in. He nodded to me but I could see from the wall mirror he was watching me as I went on into the bathroom. I was washing my hands when the bathroom door opened, just a few seconds after I entered. 'Hey again' I said to the boy as he entered. 'What's your name anyway? I'm Sammy.' I dried my hands and stuck out my right hand to him. 'Josh', he answered and reached out to my hand. Oh his hand was so soft, and attached to thin arms with a dusting of light eider down. He had a typical loose limp boy handshake, which made me wonder if he had a Dad at home to teach him how to shake. 'Oh c'mon Man', I smiled. 'Hold your wrist solid and give a firm grip and shake.' I held my hand out again and he grinned sheepishly and brought his hand up. This time he did a much better job and as a bonus I got to touch him again. 'Much better. That was a proper handshake.' He smirked a little and headed over to the urinals. He choose the forth out of five urinals and unzipped his pants. He pulled his t-shirt up and bent his chin down to secure it. I followed him, and ignoring bathroom etiquette, I went to number three, right beside him. I unzipped and pulled my dick out, further than I normally would. I turned slightly toward him and held it with my left hand so he could get a good look if he wanted. I didn't have a big dick, and was more a grower than a show-er, but he was causing me to start to harden, so there was more to look at than normal when I was soft. He was looking straight ahead, but he had not shoved himself into the urinal, like some boys and men do. I turned my head slightly toward him and looked downward. I realized he had unbuttoned his pants as well as unzipping and I could see a nice brown pubic bush, still fairly sparse but more that just a beginning, and a three inch long uncircumcised tan penis. I reassessed his age, thinking he may be closer to thirteen than eleven. He pulled his foreskin back, revealing a moist blue glans. Neither of us were peeing, just standing there holding our junk. I could see him look my way and check me out. That was very exciting and I could feel myself chubbing up more. 'How old are you?' I asked, looking at his face. 'Thirteen. How old are you?' he smiled, not acting shy in the slightest. 'Heh, twenty seven,' I answered. 'I thought you were a little younger until I saw that monster you're carrying around.' Oh damn, what am I doing? This is a conversation for inside my head, not out loud to a kid. Even a really hot kid holding his dick beside me. 'It get's bigger when it gets hard. I have the biggest one of all my friend in the seventh grade' he boasted, 'Oh yeah? How big does it get?' This was ridiculous. I could not believe I was flirting with this kid in the bathroom. I'm going to end up getting arrested, losing my job, and destitute. But I didn't care at the moment. I was getting really sexed up and all kinds of wild thoughts were going through my head. 'Five inches' he claimed. 'Wow, that's just an inch smaller than mine!' When I said that he looked directly at my dick and nodded. 'Let's see it' I dared. Now I was beyond the point of no return. I had asked to see his hard dick, something that would get me put under the jail. 'You got to show yours too' he said and turned toward me and slowly stroked his already starting to harden cock. I turned more toward him and let him see my mostly chubbed up cock more easily. I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants and pushed them halfway down my thighs. I pulled my knit shirt up so he could get a real good view. He surprised me by doing the same, pushing his jeans down his smooth legs almost to his knees. My mouth was salivating. I wasn't sure how far this would go, but I was going to ride it as long as he let me. We slowly stroked our cocks to full erection. He was right, he appeared to be a thin five inches. 'Told you' he smirked. 'Yours is pretty big too'. Mine wasn't, just average but a lot thicker than him. But Wow, a compliment on my hard dick from a really cute kid! I wasn't stopping now! 'Let's see how much bigger I am' I said and moved closer to him. I bent down so our balls were about even and thrust my hips toward him. I boldly reached out and pulled his dick next to mine. He gasped but did not pull away. It appeared his head ended about where mine began, so about an inch shorter. I slowly started jerking both our cocks together. He gasped again. 'Never done that before' he said. Not Stop Pervert, or Hey Fag or screaming at the top of his lungs, Rape! Just a simple statement. I figured he played with his friends since he knew he was the biggest, but I wondered just how far he had gone. 'Does it feel good? Do you want me to stop?' I asked. He looked up at me, 'Nah, it feels good.' 'Cool,' I said and continued to stroke us together for a few seconds. 'Do you want me to do something that feels even better? Do you trust me?' 'What do you want to do?' he asked. 'This' I said and let go of our dicks. I knelt before him and swallowed his cock down to his pubes in one fell swoop. I started moving up and down his shaft while holding onto his butt, pulling him into my mouth. This was heaven. His butt was soft and warm under my hands. His cock was clean and hot and soft and hard and I could not believe I was sucking it. His head was slightly thicker than his shaft, and I was stopping to lick it on my upward strokes before taking it to the back of my mouth on my downword strokes. 'Oh shit,' he said and grabbed onto my head, thrusting his hips forward and back, fucking my mouth. I didn't know if he had done this before, or if he was just a natural fucker. He was groaning and saying Oh Fuck and Oh Shit and Damn while thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. I was increasing my suction and on his outward strokes I was sucking his foreskin over his head then pushing it back down as he pushed into my mouth. I started fondling his balls in his still smooth sack and got even more encouragement. I was dripping saliva from the sides of my mouth and he was going even faster. His balls started to pull upward and I knew he would be cumming soon. 'Gonna cum' he gasped out but made no move to remove his cock from my mouth. He thrust faster and harder, so much so I just stopped moving and let him have his way with my mouth. 'Unghhh' he grunted and pushed his dick in as far as it would go and held it. He started spurting and I started swallowing. Sweet boy cum that I had not tasted in over ten years was pulsing from his dick and filling my mouth and throat. He pulled out then back in and more cum was shooting down my throat. This boy was a real cummer and I was having a hard time keeping it all in, but I managed. He probably shot six times before he pulled all the was out. I followed his dick out and started licking it from the base to the head, ensuring I got every last drop. 'Too sensitive' he said and pulled away. I stood up and looked him in the eye. 'Did you like that?' I asked. 'Yeah, better than any of my friends can do. That was really cool but I'm not doing you back' he said as he backed away a bit from me. I laughed, 'Only do what you want to do. That's the way I play it. But I am gonna jerk off and I hope you will watch cause that will be really hot.' 'I'll jerk you, I don't mind doing that' he said as he moved back toward me and fisted my hard cock with his soft hand, a much smaller hand than I was used to. His touch sent tingles all the way to my toes. He put his other hand around my waist and held onto my hip. That sent tingles up to my eyeballs. 'I saw you look at me and thought you might want to do something' he explained. 'Ohhhh,' I groaned, 'You feel so good.' He started slowly jerking me. I was in complete heaven. My eyes started closing, but I forced them open, I didn't want to miss a second of this. He sped up, his hand becoming a blur on my dick. He was really good at this and I bet he had practiced with other boys, or maybe even men. He watched my cock as he jerked it, speeding up then slowing down, squeezing tight then loosening up. I watched his cock too. He hadn't pulled up his pants, and his still wet, softening dick was bouncing around from the hand job he was giving me. I reached my arm around him and held onto his bare butt and pulled him to my side, his dick squished against my bare leg. He had me ready to blow very fast. 'I'm gonna cum' I told him and he aimed my dick toward the urinal. A couple more jerks and I was blasting out cum into the urinal. He kept jacking me while I shot again and again. 'Damn you shoot a lot,' he admired. He kept stroking me until there was no more left to shoot. He let go of my dick and looked at the cum on his hand. He then surprised me by lifting his hand to his nose and sniffing it, then brought it too his mouth and licked! Damn! 'Stronger than mine' he said. 'About like my older friends.' I was shocked. I was also wondering if this scene or something similar could play out again. He pulled his pants up and we stared at each other. 'Thanks, Josh. That was pretty incredible. Do you think we could do it again sometime?' Josh just smiled. 'I know where you work' and he walked out the door, leaving me with my pants down, a wonderful cum taste in my mouth, a still dripping cock, and thoughts of a repeat in my head. Damn I was glad I came into work today!