Date: Fri, 10 Dec 2010 02:02:24 -0500 From: wild wing Subject: I'M AVAILABLE - 4 When I returned, his clean clothes in hand, I discovered Kevin had already staked a claim to one half of my bed. "Seeing you don't have your pyjamas here's your clean underwear. You can sleep in them.," I directed. "I don't wear pyjamas. I don't wear anything. I told you I like to be naked." "Suit yourself," I told him, "I'm going to make up the couch." Kevin pinched up his mouth, screwed up his nose and glowered, "If you're going to sleep on the couch then so am I." I was a softy at heart. Besides, his provocative attitude had me on the edge of losing self control again. "All right," I conceded, "You win. Let me grab my shower first." I was hoping that he would be asleep by the time I returned. I also used the shower to reduce my libido again. The self abuse was certainly not difficult to perform. I returned to my bed wearing my Fruit of the Looms and as silently as possible slipped under the covers. Kevin immediately rolled over making as much body contact as he could. There was no mistaking his erection poking me in the side of my waist. He followed by draping an arm over my bare chest. I did not protest. "Oooh, I love the hair on your chest," he giggled. I spoke harshly in response. "Kevin it's near midnight. We have to get up in a few hours. Let's get some sleep." "Okay if you insist," he replied, "But let me give you a good night kiss first." "All right," I agreed, "But be quick about it." I expected a typical Kevin Simpson peck. Instead he slowly crawled on top of me. I could feel his hard cock make contact with my stomach. Some how he found a way to pass a hand over my basket partially groping me in the process. Finally reaching my face he planted a long wet kiss on my lips. Meanwhile he began to move his waist slowly up and down grinding his cock between us. He was seducing me! I gulped. My head was spinning. I knew I wanted him as much as it seemed he wanted me. Yet I was fearful. I didn't know him or his mother well enough yet. Everything could explode in my face with devastating repercussions for me and for Kevin. I grabbed him in a bear hug and rolled over so that we ended up on our sides. He probably thought we were about to have wild passionate sex. Instead I lectured him. "Kevin it's too soon. We hardly know each other. I haven't even met your mother yet. In a week or so you may decide you don't like me after all. If everything works out I'll give you all the sex you want but not tonight." With that I reached over and gently kissed his lips. "Max I have already decided. I love you. I want to stay with you. You are better then a dad!" I was overwhelmed by his commitment. I grabbed him with both arms and held him close. I could feel both of our erections grind into each other and at that point I didn't care. I felt tears fall down my face. I wanted to commit to him so badly, just as he had done to me but I dare not. A voice kept telling me, 'Go slow! Go slow'. I finally compromised by saying, "I'm not sure how this is going to work Kevin. I see lots of problems ahead." "Like what problems?" he queried. "Not now Kevin. We'll talk about it in the near future. Now as much as I'd like to hold you all night we really must get some sleep." Kevin responded by placing one more kiss on my cheek and then snuggling up beside me. The last thing I remember was looking at his blond locks in the pale moonlight. I awoke at some ungodly hour to a strange sensation. Kevin's hand was inside my Fruit of the Looms and it was no accident. His hand was draped over my semi limp member. He was fast asleep. I kissed him once more and carefully extracted his hand. The alarm sounded at seven in the morning. I awoke staring into Kevin's sparkling eyes. "Good morning," I grunted. "Hi," he responded, "I love your cock." "You what?" I exclaimed trying my best to sound suitably shocked. "I said I love your cock. I felt it while you were sleeping. It's really big and I love holding it!" I stroked my chin and made a vague attempt at looking peeved. In reality I was enamoured with the fact that Kevin seemed totally at ease with his sexuality. "I can't remember telling you that it was okay to hold my prized possession." Kevin just laughed. He knew I wasn't upset. "I wish I didn't have to go to school today. I would rather stay here and have sex with you. Here look!" With that he yanked back the covers exposing himself and my tented underpants. A four plus inch hot poker was pulsing in time with his heart. His actions quickly sent me hurtling over the edge. I reached out and wrapped a hand around it. "Oh God, Kevin, your cock is as perfect as the rest of you. It's beautiful." The skin was supple and moved easily over the hot steel. It felt as if I was handling delicate velvet. "We really shouldn't be doing this," I protested meekly. "I have to get to work and you have to get to school." "We got time," he murmured, "Make me get off. Pleeeease!" My hand immediately began to jack him slowly. It was a reflex action. I watched as the skin enveloped his mushroomed head again and again. "Oh shit, that feels soooo good Max," he moaned. At his young age I knew it wouldn't take long. Right on cue he began to moan louder. "OHHHHH." He opened his mouth wide and let out one more gasp. Clear liquid shot from his cum slit and landed on his chest. I continued to pump and another two lesser bursts followed. Considering his age I was impressed with the size of his load. I fought the urge to lap it up, It could have shocked him. "Thanks Max, I really enjoyed that. That was about as good as I ever felt." Kevin did not hesitate in sitting up and reaching into my underpants. "Wow it even looks bigger in the daylight. How long is it?" "It's almost nine inches," I told him. "It's the biggest I ever seen. Look I can hardly get my hands around it." Kevin was enjoying the moment. He was laughing and giggling as he manipulated my organ first one way and then another. At this point I didn't care about the time. The moment was too pleasurable. He finally settled on holding it with one hand and jacking in a determined fashion. I could tell he was determined because he furrowed his brow and clenched a half inch of tongue between his teeth. "I'm going to make you get off real good," he announced. This beautiful boy jacking me off while I still held his limp organ in my hand was just too much to prolong the ecstasy. I came as fast as he did. I arched my back and groaned as thick white cream gushed over the back of his hand. Like Kevin it was right up there with one of the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced. "There I did it!" Kevin exclaimed clearly proud of his achievement. "Now I'm ready to go to school!" We took a shower in record time. I gave him a few dollars for lunch money as we raced to the car. Kevin gave me directions as I drove. We arrived as the quarter to nine bell was ringing. "I'll see you at the parkette at five thirty then," he smiled. I had done some thinking as we drove. Without doubt the relationship was evolving far too quickly. I needed time to sort things out. Accordingly I replied, "I'd love to see you tonight Kevin but it's important that you spend time with friends your own age and your mother too. I've decided that it is best that we wait until Thursday before I see you again. Okay?" Kevin had a look of panic in his eyes. "No! I can't wait that long. I want to see you tonight!" He was distraught. Tears began to well in his eyes. The five to nine bell sounded. Thinking quickly I compromised a solution. "Look I'll tell you what. I have a terrible habit of leaving my back door open all the time. If you get thrown out and need a place to stay you can come over any time. You don't have to call me first." The Kevin Simpson grin returned. "All right!" he exclaimed. With that he gave me a quick peck and dashed off to class.