Date: Sat, 3 Jul 2004 18:03:49 -0700 (PDT) From: tag michaels Subject: Jamie's Awakening pt. II Chapter I Once the water temperature was set I climbed and Jamie followed behind me. After I rinsed off, Jamie stepped under the spray and not for the first time I admired his lithe young body. He truly was an Adonis, his body almost perfect and his face matching it for beauty and perfection. I squirted body soap into my hand and said. "Let me wash you." The boy smiled and nodded his head so I started, shampooing his hair then gently washing his beautiful, clear face ending by pulling the nozzle down to rinse him off. Once that was done I started at his shoulders, gently running my hands across them and down onto his chest. I felt the firmness of young muscle, reveling in how it felt under my fingertips. He giggled when I did his armpits so I only stayed there long enough to clean the small patch of downy soft hair before sliding down each arm and completing the appendages at his fingers. >From there I moved back to his torso, working on his sides, his firm flat belly and then his boyhood pride and joy. His magnificent, thick cock was still at full stand, jutting out from his body just as proud of itself as any cock on any fifteen year old boy had ever been. I rubbed soap into his pubic patch the down along side his smooth balls, cleaning in the creases. Jamie stepped out sideways to allow me full access to his body and I took full advantage, gently soaping and cleaning his hefty balls, running my hand back between his legs and almost to his asshole before coming back out front. I squeezed and slid my hand up the length of his seven inch shaft, soaping over the swollen head and causing him to flinch and moan at the feelings. I stood up, filled my hands with more soap, kissed him soundly on the lips then knelt down and soaped both legs, lifting each foot and cleaning his toes, then standing back up again. I kissed him again then turned him around and repeated the procedure, taking special care with the edible twin orbs of his slender ass, once again reveling in the sight of him. I slipped a hand between the mounds, cleaning his crack then grazing gently across his tight wrinkled hole and moving forward until my fingers reached his balls, pushing them forward and up. I gave them a squeeze and started the return trip, stopping at his hole and moving my fingers back and forth across the puckered surface, ensuring its cleanliness before leaving. Once again I pulled the nozzle down and ran the spray across his body, using my free hand to assist in the removal of soap. Needless to say I lingered at his hole as well as his pulsing sausage and smooth eggs and causing him to jump when I sprayed the sensitive underside of his his nuts from behind. I replaced the nozzle, turned him around and pushed him up against the shower wall, holding his arms against the slipper surface, my body fully against his. I planted my lips against his and kissed him deeply then let go of his arms, which went immediately around my neck. There's nothing like having a naked wet squirming boy in your arms and I enjoyed every second of him, running my hands up and down his sides and pressed in between him and the wall and onto his butt while our tongues managed a tango, our rock hard cocks pressed side by side into our bellies, missiles ready to explode. I finally broke the kiss and stepped back. "Now bathe me," I told him and he responded with his signature smile. The boy proceeded to do to me what I'd done to him and with every bit of gentleness and thoroughness as I had. When I was completely rinsed he dropped to his knees and pulled my cock down slightly then took it into his mouth and sucked the head before taking a good three inches of shaft in along with it. With one hand on the base of the shaft and the other cupping my balls as he moved his head to and fro, his tongue massaging my cock head as he worked, and I let my fingers run through hair. He finally stopped and stood up. "My jaw gets tired from that," he said then planted his lips on mine for another deep throated kiss. He finally broke it off and I suggested that we get out and dry off. Jamie agreed and five minutes later we were back on my bed lying facing each other, both cocks still raging hard and appearing as though ready to duel. I wanted to gobble him up, to run my tongue over every inch of his body, to taste every nook and cranny. "I liked it when you hold me down like that Sean. Just like when we were at the pool the other day too. It seems to make me so hot and my dick just throbs from it." He smiled at this last statement and I reached to grasp onto the part he was referring to, squeezing it firmly. "Do you think that makes me weird or something?" Jamie asked. I told him I didn't know exactly but it if would help I could certainly look around and see if I could find some information on the topic. He had reached out and was fondling my cock as well and said that it probably wasn't necessary since he really felt okay about it. He leaned in closer and kissed me while his hand continued to explore, moving from cock, to nipple, to balls, to my flat belly. My own hands were busy as well, doing the same things, and from time to time movement was hampered by our arms blocking each other as they moved about. We continued to kiss as our hands roamed, mostly little kisses but from time to time it became open mouthed tongue battling things with both of us breathing through our noses. I finally broke away from him and rolled him onto his back and held his arms against the bed although not so much in a domination manner as before since he wasn't resisting me. My upper body rested about half way onto his, one leg thrown over his so that my rock hard cock pressed into his hip, wetting it with precum, my leg pressing against his hefty balls with the knee resting on the base of his raging dick. I nudged his head to the side and nuzzled his neck, moving my lips slowly and lightly across the soft sensitive area where neck and shoulder meet, competing with the dog collar for contact with his smooth flesh. I felt his body shudder slightly as a low moan escaped his throat, both growing in magnitude when I began sucking there and nipping very lightly with my teeth. I moved up to his ear and took the lobe in my lips, breathing out heavily through my nostrils and sending the warm air into his ear. He moved his arms, trying to free himself and I allowed it. Both hands went to my head holding it, pulling it tighter to his as I began licking and sucking at the sensitive organ. At the other end I moved my leg up and down against the underside of his fat cock, a frottage of sorts, and sort of stroking him. "Oh God, Oohhhhhhhhh," he moaned out as he wiggled his body. After three or four minutes of paying homage thusly, I slid my body downward until my face was next to his nipple. I licked at the little nubbin of flesh causing it to harden before taking it into my mouth and suckling gently. His hands, still at my head, pulled me in tight as he continued to moan even more than before. Not all guys nipples were sensitive enough to become a regular part of sexual play while others are as sensitive as women. There is no correlation between sensitivity and sexuality, that is, between sensitivity and being more masculine or more feminine. Like everything else, it is what it is. For Jamie, it appeared that his nipples were highly sensitive and if guys were where he his sexual orientation was headed then they would become a regular part of his sex play. For sure, as long as he was being sexual with me, his nipples would be a part of our play. I moved on, sliding down the flat surface of his torso, one hand playing lightly up and down the soft inner thigh, my tongue licking at his flesh and alternating with kisses. I stopped for a moment at his belly button and licked at it, his cock head poking me in the cheek, and could feel the wetness of his precum on my skin. >From there I moved outward, my hand on his thick hard cock and pushing it to the other side of his body. I moved my own body over so that my cock was resting against the shin of his leg with my right leg completely between his. His natural boy scent was beginning to come back and I drew it in through my nostrils, savoring its fragrance. I nuzzled my lips on the fatty flesh of his pubic bone next to the base of his boyhood, and into the crease along side his balls, his downy soft pubic hair tickling my upper lip and nose. I moved upward slightly, coming to rest on the surface of his hip and that expanse of flesh between the high point of the hip-bone and his lower abdomen. On some people that area is ultra sensitive, often ticklish, and I was curious whether it prove to be so on Jamie. I licked across the area and the boy jerked then stiffened from the new feelings, or more appropriately, the old feelings coming from a new place on his body. His hands held my head tightly and it seemed like he was caught in a dilemma; leave my head there to create more intense feelings or shove it away because the intensity was too much. He elected for the former, pulling my head into his flesh and moaning loudly. My left hand still had hold of his ramrod hard cock and I slowly stroked it while I licked and kissed. I finally moved away and maneuvered my body full between his legs and admired the hefty set of balls in front of me. I could almost hear the sperm being manufactured inside the smooth sac as I moved in and began licking at him, washing his eggs like a mother cat would her kitten. I nudged the bag to the side and licked up and down in the crease of his leg, causing him the wiggle and moan in delight. While I stroked his cock my other hand lifted the hefty nuts and I licked the underside of the bag, my tongue following the seam of flesh that separates the sac and runs down through the crotch, ending at the asshole. While I didn't lick that far, I got down to the beginning of his crack before heading back up and working the underside of his balls. His legs wrapped around onto my lower back then went back open, spread as far as they could go as he thrust his hips toward me then relaxed back onto the bed. The boy was hot as all hell, of that there was little doubt. I knew that I could make him cum again and I knew that he would welcome the sweet release that a sperming would provide. On the other hand my own cock was as hard as stone and having the beautiful young teen work on me was and an urge that battled with my urge to bring him off. I decided to leave it up to him. I crawled out from between his legs and slide up along side of him. His eyes were only about half open, clearly lidded from the feelings of lust that were ripping though his virginal body. He raised his head for a kiss which turned into a hard pressing of flesh, his arms tight around my neck pulling me to him as though I were a life preserver for a drowning man. I finally broke away and looked into his magnificent blue eyes. "You wanna cum baby. Do you want me to make you cum." "Fuck yes," he whispered then added, "But I want to suck on you too and lick on you and stuff too. I want it all Sean, everything." I told him it was only ten o'clock that there was still plenty of time to play. He nodded his head, indicating that I could make him cum if I wanted, which I did. I slid back down and took his cock into my mouth and began sucking him, stroking the shaft while I suckled mostly just the swollen, almost purplish head. He moaned and groaned above me, his hands running through my hair until he was at the edge. "Oh fuck," He whispered, "Oh fuck, oooohhhhhhh God," and I felt his cock thicken. I stroked him faster as I felt the first gush of warm sperm hit the back of my mouth, then another and another. I swallowed as fast as I could, not sucking but trying to keep up with the flow of liquid that his young teenage balls and prostate were producing. His hips had thrust up into the air as he came but finally he relaxed back onto the bed and the flow of cum ebbed to a small dribble. I kept my mouth still, trying to get every single sticky drop of his copious offering without moving too much on the head of his cock which would be ultra sensitive. Despite my being careful he started to giggle and I pulled my mouth away from him and moved back to lay along side him. I draped an arm across his chest and he moved both arms to wrap around it as though holding me in place. "Well, add one more intense experience to the list of them that you've shown me Sean," he finally said quietly. I leaned down and kissed him, which he returned, but with less fervor than before. "I like creating intense experiences for you baby boy," I told him. "You are so beautiful, so incredible that I can't help but want to do that for you." "That's nice," he murmured as he snuggled his face into the crook of my neck. "I love it that you care about me so much Sean." I could tell by the tone of his voice that he was on the edge of falling out, that, much as he may have wanted to, sucking my cock or getting me off that night was not going to happen. And that was okay with me, it was more than okay. He'd rolled to his side and lay against me and I put my arm over his hip, sliding it gently up and down along Jamie's side, onto his tight little butt and back up again. I loved how his skin felt, how his heart beating against me felt, his breath, everything about him and wondered about his being with me, his wanting to be with an older man. In moments his breathing evened out and I could tell that he was asleep so I just lay there holding him for a while, not wanting to disturb his sleep. I eventually disengaged and rolled onto my back, Jamie automatically doing the same thing. I looked at him in the dim light, my eyes traveling up and down his glorious body admiring it all over again. His cock, returned to its default state, lay across his hip, the fat balls resting quietly below. I felt myself harden as I watched him and with the help of my hand, brought myself to full tumescence. I lay on my side, reliving what we'd done so far and dreaming of the things we might to together. As I felt myself reach the peak, I rolled onto my back and stroked rapidly until I was there then slowed way down, arching my back, thrusting my hips out and watched as jet after ropey jet of cum blasted to my chest and belly. Once the sperming was over I relaxed back, slowly stroked my dick for awhile. I eventually got up, cleaned myself off and went back to bed. Almost as soon as I lay down, Jamie cuddled up to me, still fully asleep, and that's the way I finally drifted off, with him in my arms. Chapter II I woke at 5:30 and crawled out of bed easily so as not to wake Jamie, who was sprawled out on one side of the king size bed. The sheets had gotten kicked off and he was face down, his glorious teen age ass in plain view. I stood next to him and gazed lovingly at what I consider to be one of the most wonderful poses of a nude male. While his right leg was fully extended, his left was pulled up, bent at the knee. His right arm was up underneath his pillow, the left one outstretched like his leg so that overall it resembled a person climbing a wall. His gluteal cleavage, slightly darker in color where the cheeks actually came together, created a nice divider for the perfectly shaped orbs that protruded out from the small of his back and where the cleft opened, the beginning of his heavy balls hung downward, the eggs and skin in a puddle on the sheet between his smooth pale thighs. I so wanted to dive in, spread those cheeks and lick my way into a stupor at his hole and the underside of his balls, tasting the essence of him. I went to the bathroom instead. Four minutes later I had a pot of coffee on and while it perked I went out to the garage and opened the door. I did a quick check of the car, knowing already that it was as perfect as it was gonna get. I went back in after grabbing the morning paper and had a cup of coffee as I read, which didn't take more than about fifteen minutes. I poured a second cup and decided to wake wonder boy, not knowing his morning moods or rituals. I went into the bedroom and found him in almost the same position as he'd been in when I left only facing the other way. His other leg was pulled up and his balls still rested on the bed below the dusky crevice between his orbs where the beginning of his bag was hidden. Fuck oh dear did I ever want to do an expedition into that. But I didn't. In fact, I played it very cool. I had no idea whether or not the boy was going to wake up horny, embarrassed, guilty, or any other of a dozen different emotions. I felt that playing neutral would be the best bet until I got to know the boy better. I sat on the edge of the bed and put a hand on his shoulder and shook him gently. "Hey Jamie," I said in a low voice, "time to get up." I removed my hand right away, again, not sure how he would respond to my touch the morning after. He drew his legs together and turned his body so that his head was facing me, his torso still flat on the sheets. "What time is it?" he asked, his voice filled with sleep. I told him, then added that we would need to leave in about a half hour so if he had things he wanted to take care of that should give him plenty of time. He asked if he could take a shower and I replied that he could and asked if he would want something to eat or drink before we left and he said orange juice would be fine. "Great, it'll be on the table when you come out." I stood and walked from the room in the event that he required some privacy, figuring that if he wanted me there he would say something. He didn't and I heard him move off the bed as I went through the door toward the living room. Ten minutes later he found me in the kitchen where I handed him a large cold glass of juice. He thanked me and took a huge drink while I went about refilling my coffee cup, that last one I'd have until we got to our first stop. "How did you sleep?" I asked him and he said that it was pretty good, that he didn't wake up in the night at all. "I'm sorry I fell asleep on you Sean," he said quietly avoiding my gaze. "I guess I was more tired than I thought." "Hey, it's okay, sometimes that happens, especially after, well, you know?" I said, avoiding any explicit reference to our sexual adventure. He nodded his head and mumbled that he knew what I meant, that we're often sleepy after cumming and he'd done it twice in about a half hour. He seemed a little subdued and I figured that he may be having some difficulty coming to terms with what had happened the night before so I changed the subject. "So, do you need to eat something now or can you wait till we get out to Waikele and Mickey D's?" He brightened up and said he could wait so I suggested that we hit the road. The drive out to the meeting sight was uneventful. Talk was minimal due mostly to the top being off of the car. The wind, accompanied by the throaty roar of the Vette's big block motor made talk difficult at best. We arrived at our destination an easy twenty minutes later to find a dozen other vintage muscle cars already there. Although Jamie had told me before that he wasn't all that much of a car buff he seemed impressed with the ones that were there, which included a '65 GTO, Hemi Charger, Shelby Mustang, an original '63 427 Cobra, and a couple of other Corvette's to name a few. We went into McDonald's and ordered then sat with the rest of the car owners and shot the shit for a half hour or so. There was another boy about Jamie's age and a conversation was struck between the two, Jamie seemingly grateful that he had some one besides me to talk to since I was chatting with other guys about cars. We finished eating, ended up gathered around outside as more people and cars showed up, rounding the total out to almost two dozen cars and some big bikes. The game plan was to head over to Kaneohe to meet some other guys at Windward Mall then head up island to, and eventually stopping for, lunch at Hale'iwa Joe's in the small town of the same name. After a little discussion everyone piled in their vehicles and fired them, letting them idle for a while until the engine temperatures came up. Needless to say it created a bit of a din, especially the four or five custom built big bikes that ran interference for us. Their job was to ride ahead to intersections, freeway on ramps and other areas on our route where traffic merged and block the traffic. That was so that the club cars could get on the freeway or through an intersection in one group without other non club vehicles or traffic lights interfering with the procession. Of course that was illegal as hell, but car and bike clubs had done it for years and essentially the police never bothered anyone about it and in general the public didn't seem to mine as it provided a little bit of a show for them. Hell, just about everyone was impressed with a large collection of specialty cars or bikes whether parked in a show formation or out on the open road or street. And so, after five minutes, the bikes headed out with the four wheeled vehicles right behind them. "This is dead on cool Sean," Jamie exclaimed with a smile on his face and he was right, it was cool. There's a lot of ego and fun cruising in a club and I actually rode with two, one for the car and one for my bike. I tried to get out to club functions once a month and for the most part succeeded. We managed to get to the mall in Kaneohe about forty minutes later where we found another dozen windward cars waiting for us. We parked and talked story for another ten to fifteen minutes before saddling up and heading out once more. The drive up the east side to the north shore is a fairly pretty one, a lot of it along the water, and I pointed out various things to Jamie as we went past them. We stopped at the Polynesian Cultural Center for a brief rest, it being the only place that could comfortably handle that many vehicles. It had a huge parking lot that wouldn't start to fill up for another two hours when the place opened. Jamie asked me what the place was and I explained that it was probably one of the largest most popular tourist attractions on the island and was a combination of things, that it was set up to show the different Polynesian cultures to people by engaging in a variety of activities. There was also a huge luau in the evening followed by a terrific night show of Polynesian dancing and other entertainment. I ended by saying that perhaps I could take him, his mom and aunt there some day. I knew a couple of guys that worked there so could get tickets pretty easy as well as a free guided tour. Jamie was mostly polite, responding to things I said or pointed out to him but other wise seemed to need to keep to himself and I didn't press him. He would either work through it or he wouldn't but if he continued in the same manner for the entire day, I would say a little something about it before he went home that night. We finally loaded back into our vehicles and continued our journey up past Kahuku and Turtle bay, then into the world famous area called the North Shore; Sunset Beach, The Pipeline, Waiamea Bay, and a half dozen or more less familiar surf beaches. There were lots of people out and we got lots of looks. The waves weren't all that good though and I explained to Jamie that during a good winter, waves topping forty feet would sometimes grace the shores, their awesome power and thunder being felt as well as heard. When that happened traffic was at a standstill as people flocked from all over the island to see it, and from all over the world to surf it. The Eddie Aikau competition only took place if the waves topped thirty feet, consequently it was held at nature's whim and that, not every year. Big wave riders are few and far between but come to Hawaii during the winter on the chance that the Aikau competition will be held. I explained all of that to Jamie as we rounded Waiamea Bay and he asked if I'd ever seen the big waves. I had, and it was a sight not soon forgotten. In fact I'd been out there in January of '98 when Milton Willis surfed the biggest waves that had ever been surfed. Reported to be sixty to one hundred feet high, Willis along with his brother and a few other men surfed those monstrous, five to ten story high, walls of water. I told that story to Jamie as well and his eyes almost bugged out when I told him the height of the waves. Ten minutes later the caravan pulled off at Haleiwa and fifteen minutes later the cars were parked, filling the smaller sized lot, the access roads of the boat haven beside the restaurant and just about every where else that we could find that was safe. We'd reserved their banquet room and that's where we all headed and spent the next two hours, eating, talking story and club business, laughing, and having an overall great time. Jamie talked with his new friend when he wasn't with me and it seemed to me like he was having a good time. A little bit after two we started heading out to our cars to make the return trip from Haleiwa to Wahiawa and then the H1 and subsequently to our various homes. Since we were going through territory that Jamie wasn't familiar with I continue to play tour guide. The boy was responsive albeit still subdued. As we headed toward my home, various cars left the group, heading to their own destinations and by the time I exited the freeway there were only four of us. I pulled into my driveway and let the car idle while I got out and opened the garage door. Jamie got out as well and stretched while he waited for me then we went into the house together. "I guess I should be going home," he said as he headed to the bedroom to grab his bag. I waited in the living room and he returned a minute later. "Thanks for everything Sean, I had a good time. He started for the front door and I called to him, "Jamie." He stopped and turned and I went on. "Clearly something's bothering you and I'm guessing it has to do with last night. When you're ready to talk I'm ready to listen." I didn't see any point in belaboring the fact so kept it short and sweet. He nodded his pretty blonde head, thanked me again and went out the door. Chapter III I didn't see Jamie for days after he'd left and when I say I didn't see him I mean, not at my house, not on the street skating, not anywhere. While I was concerned about Jamie's mental well being I wasn't overly worried. I had been through this with boys before. What he was probably going through was not necessarily unusual. In discovering themselves; who they were, what they believed in, what or who they wanted to be, boys and girls both often found themselves in conflict. Where girls might be more socially able to talk about it, boys generally did not. If a boy did choose to talk about those concerns, it was with a close friend and Jamie had none here. As far as I knew, I was the only person he'd had contact with. He finally showed up in my driveway on Thursday evening, skating up as I was punching in the code to my front door. I was returning from my Karate class, so was in my gi, and looking forward to a swim, soak, and shower and snack in that order. I heard the wheels of his skateboard then his voice calling out to me as he reached my property line. I turned in response to his "hey Sean" and waved to him as he picked up his board and walked across the lawn to where I was standing at my entryway. "How you been? I've not seen you around at all since Saturday." He smiled then and most of my concerns fell by the wayside. "We took a trip to the Big Island and Maui. I didn't know about it till I got back home. I'm sorry I didn't call to tell you Sean, I was sort of excited about the trip and well, you know." I did know and I chose not to pursue it. He'd tell me when he was ready. "Come on in. So how was the trip?" He went on to explain how cool the volcanoes were and the hike they'd taken to see them. On Maui they'd toured the whole island including Makena Beach. "Did you know that they have a nude beach on Maui Sean? I saw people hiking over and high rocky spot so I went over it too and on the other side is a really small beach where a lot of people are naked." I explained to him that I was familiar with Little Beach as it was called and in fact had been there and nude sunbathed. "Really," he said and then was quiet a moment before going on. "What was it like, didn't you feel a little strange or anything?" I told him that once you did it once it was no big deal. "Besides, did you look at some of the bodies? Pretty gruesome wouldn't you say?" He agreed and asked if he'd gone nude and he shook his beautiful blonde head and said no, he couldn't do that. We'd gone into the house and I headed toward my bedroom while we talked and took off my gi top and stopped. I didn't know what frame of mind he was in and didn't want to look like I was starting something or make like nothing had happened, that he'd left on perfectly normal terms. "I was going to take a swim Jamie, do you want to join me?" He paused for only a moment then said, "Sure, it's hot out. I could use the coolness of your pool." He tugged off his shirt while I went about untying my gi pants by which time he was unbuckling his jeans and pulling them down, showing me that he was wearing underwear and not board shorts. I had dropped my gi pants and was standing in my underwear as well. We looked at each other, Jamie smiled as big as I'd ever seen him smile then tugged his underwear down to his feet and stepped out, his magnificent cock free of enclosure and moving as he did. Fuck that kid was so fucking hot I simply couldn't stand it. I pulled my own undergarments off then gathered them up along with my workout clothes and a few other things then headed for the door. I guessed that whatever it was that had been bothering the boy, at least part of it appeared to be resolved. Outside, Jamie dove into the pool while I started my wash and then joined him. The water felt especially good after my workout in a hot gymnasium. I immediately began swimming laps and sensed Jamie at my side for a brief bit then saw him lounging at the shallow end of the pool where I paddled to when I finished. I rolled onto my back on the steps, just as Jamie had, both of our cocks sort of floating and bobbing just under the surface of the water. I was breathing a little hard from the exercise so wasn't saying anything. "I'm sorry for the way I acted on Sunday Sean," he started hesitatingly. "I really liked what we did a lot but I was really confused by it all the next morning. I did a lot of thinking the past few days and I'm still confused a little bit but I think I'm a little bit better than I was. You know I've never had sex before, right Sean?" I nodded my head and he went on. "I've kissed girls and maybe, you know, touched a breast or something, but that's about all. I think about girls and I wonder what it will be like. Will I like them, will I want to be with a girl. The confusing thing is that I started thinking about boys about a year or so ago, I mean in like a sexual way. I started looking at them differently and wondering about them too. Like I told you, when you held me down like you did I got so fucking hard from it and I felt so sexual. Sometimes I think I want to be.taken over like. Not against my will but sort of forced, just like those times when you've held me down, like being taken over sort of. It's hard to explain Sean. The word dominate comes to mind, like I want to be dominated but not in a cruel way. I sometimes think that's really strange and confusing, like why would I want that, why would anyone really want that and why would it be so fucking sexy to me. The thing is I can't see any girl being able to do that, I think only a guy could truly do that to me and if I also like girls well, you see what I mean about it being confusing?" I understood his confusion then, not unlike many teenage boys and I attempted to explain it to him. "Well baby boy I think part of it is being fifteen and horny. At your age almost anything sexual would be a turn, even if it wasn't something that you would think would turn you on. For instance, seeing two dog having at it in the street would make many boys hard. Not that they wanted to be with a dog but just that the animals being sexual reminded them of their own horny feelings, the desire to stuff their hard young cock into something, almost anything. It's why boys do stuff their cocks into almost any kind of a hole. Its why straight boys experiment with each other all the time. See what I mean. So for you, perhaps right now it isn't about him or her and doesn't have to be. The issue is more about "it"; your cock, being sexy, touching and being touched, cumming. I think for right now maybe you should try to concentrate, not on the why of it but the fact that it just is. Your confusions are pretty normal. "As far as the domination part goes, I don't have any sure fire answer for it. I know that there are a million guys out there who get turned on by a million different things. I suppose I could go psycho-babble on you and tell you it's about your Da, getting back at him by being his opposite, or some deep seated Freudian thing like wanting to be dominated by him." At that point Jamie's beautiful face got screwed up into the most contemptuous look I'd ever seen. I put my hand up in a stop gesture and went on. "It's only psycho-babble baby boy, that's all. Without a lot of therapy there probably isn't a ready answer except to say that it's something that you realize and accept about yourself and that is pretty powerful insight." He nodded his head again. "Thanks Sean for understanding and taking the time to help me understand. It's been bothering me quite a bit and what you're telling me helps make it all a little easier. We had been sort of lounging on the steps of the pool, leaning back on elbows and talking. I rolled over and draped my upper body across his, putting one hand behind his head to support it, and pressed myself into his firm young torso, one leg between his and forcing them to stay open. In the same motion and without any comment what so ever I leaned in and pressed my lips against his, forcing my tongue into his mouth. That he was totally taken aback was evident and his initial reaction was to struggle, although not as hard as he could have. I reached between his legs and cupped his heavy balls, squeezing them, not necessarily gently, but not enough to cause pain either. Jamie began responding back to me, his arms flashed around my neck, his breathing heavy through his nose. My hand slid upward and I found him totally stone assed hard, his rigid teenage flesh a welcoming feeling in my hand. My own cock was hardening as it pressed against his thigh but I was still amazed at how fast this young God could catch full on wood. I left his tender lips and using my own head to nudge his head to the side then went for his neck, trying to move the metal dog collar out of the way then sucking and kissing on his soft warm flesh while I continued to hold him in place. He moaned out loud while my hand began stroking his cock, slowly sliding the outer skin up and down on the rigid shaft. I finally stopped what I was doing and moved. Bringing my outer leg up I moved into a position where I was straddling his chest, my long hard cock directly in his beautiful porcelain face. "Suck me," I commanded him, knowing that he needed no command that he would willingly taken my cock into his mouth. In fact, he probably would have raised hell if I'd denied it to him. Jamie took my dick immediately, placing his lips over the swollen head while his hands stroked the thick shaft and fondled my balls. I put one hand behind his head to help support the odd angle and the other one went behind me to continue stroking on his steel hard cock as he began bobbing his head back and forth. I knew that the position was not at all comfortable for him so only allowed the exercise to go on for a minute or so before taking my cock from his mouth and standing up. I reached down for his hand then pulled him to his feet and pulled him into a tight embrace, one hand behind his neck and the other on his ass. I kissed him hard, once again pushing my tongue into his mouth with less resistance then before. Holding him tight to me I proceeded to move slowly up the steps, guiding him backwards as best I could. The boy understood what was happening and kept his hold on my body from lips to hips, trusting that I would care for him and not let him fall as I maneuvered him over to the grass and lowered him down to it. Once he was on his back I covered him with my body again but when he moved to put his arms around my neck, I pushed them over his head and held him there while I went back to his neck, his ear and his lips. I then moved downward, sliding my body, pulling his arms with me, until I was low enough to reach his nipples. I still kept his arms pinned to his side as I nipped at the small pink-ish tan bud, bringing it to a taut firmness before taking it into my mouth and sucking it while my tongue mauled it. My waist was lower than Jamie's, my cock head actually next to his balls, so grinding into him wasn't possible but that didn't stop the boy from grinding into me. I could feel the wet stickiness of his precum on my belly as he pushed his lower body against mine and in response I pushed my belly back at him. My own cock was leaking precum like a faucet, I knew that, so I moved back up until I covered him again, our rock hard cocks side and pressed into each other's abdomen's. I went back to kissing him hard on the lips, shoving my tongue into his mouth, searching, exploring his teeth, his gums, his tongue. My lower body picked up on the humping and grinding motion, the precum creating enough slipperiness so that neither of our cocks stuck on dry skin. I was getting really turned on by what was happening. I'd never taken on a role of being dominant, always wanting to share with my partner, wanting everything to mutual. What I came to realize was that this sort of take charge role was mutual in that, it's what Jamie wanted. Maybe not all of the time but certainly often. He wanted to be taken as they said in older style novels. He wanted me to take charge and to do it effectively. That he was comfortable in the moment was clear by the degree of moans and panting coming from his firm young body beneath me. "Oh fuck Sean," he whimpered after breaking off the kiss, "I'm gonna fuckin cum, I'm gonna cum, oh God." I went to the soft crook of his neck and sucked there, tasting the last hint of chlorine mixed with the slight saltiness of his sweat, the tangy metal of his collar. I was reaching peak at about the time he pressed hard into me, grinding at the same time and causing both of our cocks to move in all directions. He groaned loudly in my ear as his body fluids spurted out between our bodies creating even more slipping and sliding. My own sperming was right on the tail of Jamie's, creating an incredibly intense feeling on the sensitive head of my dick as it continued to be mashed and moved about between our squirming bodies. Both of us slowed our bodies down and finally stopped, my weight fully on him. I started to move off and he stopped me. "No Sean, stay awhile, I like the feeling of your weight on me." I stayed put although I tried to ease off some by using my knees and elbows to distribute the weight a little more just the same. We lay like that, our breathing slowing to normal and then I finally did roll off, pulling him to me so that we lay side by side, our faces inches apart. I moved in and kissed him then let his head fall onto my shoulder and we stayed like that for a few more moments, our sperm cold and gooey on our bodies but not bothering either of us in the least. After a good five minutes of lying snuggled up to each other in silence I finally rolled away and raised up on one elbow. "I'm sticky and gooey and I'm starving," I told Jamie. "How about if we take a shower then get something to eat?" He said that was fine with him, whatever I wanted to do. "No, baby boy, it's not what I want to do but what WE want to do. I'm more than happy to take over a semi- dominant role with you but in many things it's even Steven and we share decisions and sometimes you may have strong feelings about something, just like I might and at those times we both need to speak up. Okay?" He smiled, his crystal white teeth almost lighting up in the dwindling daylight. "Okay Sean, I'll try." I got to my feet and helped pull Jamie to his then led him by the hand into the house, into the shower, and washed him down. I was very interested in rimming the boy so took care to clean the target area which caused immediate vocal reaction and acceptance. "God that feel so good when you do that Sean." "Oh there's more baby boy that I am planning on showing you about that particular spot." "You mean like fucking me?" He asked as he turned around to face me. I chuckled and told him that was certainly an option but there were other things as well that were a little less invasive. I managed to get him rinsed off, some how ignoring his raging hard on, then I washed my front while he washed my back and insuring that my own asshole was cleaned in the process. But as much as my cock was making itself known, so was my belly and my belly won out. Sex is great but on an empty tummy it lacks something, at least for me. "So, how does pizza sound," I asked as I stepped out and began toweling off? "Can have it delivered and not even leave the house." Jamie said anything was fine with him. I padded through the living room to the kitchen where I found the number for Domino's and ordered a large half vegetarian half everything pizza. >From there I went to the lanai and switched the load to the dryer and wandered back into living room where Jamie was looking casually through my book collection and noted the amount of gay related material. We talked about that for a little bit then, knowing the pizza would arrive soon, I went into the bedroom and pulled on a towel. I told Jamie why so he did the same thing, as opposed to hiding until the delivery person left and we had no sooner come back into the living room when the doorbell went off. I opened the front door to find Jeff standing there with the large red warmer bag in his hands. I opened the door to allow him in. "Howzit Sean?" he asked. When he saw Jamie, Jeff stopped dead in his tracks and his eyes went wide open, not that I blamed him. "Hellooooo," he said with a wolfish smile. Jeff is an extremely cute sixteen year old Filipino Hawaiian boy who happenes to be gay. While I had never had sex with the boy, Jeff had and ongoing casual affair with a mutual friend of ours. I introduced Jamie, who shook hands with Jeff who, while never taking his eyes of the blonde Adonis said that he's just dropped a pizza off at D's place too, D being our mutual friend Derrick who lived a half dozen blocks from me. "He's got a hella cute guest too but nothing like this." He finally tore his eyes away from a blushing Jamie to take my money and added, "I might go over after work maybe you should call D and you guys come over. Could be a hella time." I thanked him, politely refused, and told him to say hey to D when he saw him, which he said he'd do. Jeff left and I dropped my towel onto a chair and headed for the lanai, asking Jamie to grab some ice tea from the fridge. Once we were settled in and grinding Jamie asked what that had been all about. I explained the situation to him and of course he wanted to know if I'd been sexy with the boy or with D and I told him no on both counts. I didn't tell him that I'd been at D's and been sexy with other boys on a rare occasion because I didn't think that was important to the moment. Jamie asked anyhow although it was more about if I'd been sexy with other boys in general. I told him that I'd had some experiences and if he was really interested I would share some of it with him but overall I wasn't a kiss and tell sort of person. "Oh, I'm sorry Sean, I wasn't trying to be nosy or anything," he said with genuine concern. I smiled and told him not to worry his pretty little head about it. We were quiet for a little while as we both munched on the pizza. "Have you ever had sex outside Sean?" he asked breaking the silence. "I thought I just did," I replied with a grin. Jamie laughed and went on, "No, I mean like in public sort of or in a place where there was a possibility of getting caught, or someone seeing you, like maybe on the beach at night, or in the woods some place, you know." I reflected a moment then said that there had been a couple of times when I'd had an experience similar to what he was talking about so he went on. "I think that would be sort of exciting, the risk of getting caught, of being seen. I've thought about that and even, well," and here he actually blushed, "wanked thinking about it, fantasizing about it. Does that make me sick or weird ya think?" I chuckled and told him that if it made him sick or weird then a lot of people were in the same boat. "I think lots of people not only fantasize about it they do it. There is something to that, it being exhilarating and stimulating, making the sex even hotter. Speaking from my own experience I can say that the times I've done it were pretty erotic." "You think we could do that sometime, be sexy out side somewhere?" I nodded my head and told him I'd give that some thought. He smiled back then said, "Look, my dick is getting hard just thinking about it." I glanced through the glass topped table to see that the boy was indeed turned on by the talk and probably by the thought of what we'd discussed. I stood up and went around to his side and pulled the chair out away from table. "What?" he asked with a little bit of surprise on his face. "Hush." I said a little roughly. I picked up a slice of the pizza in the palm of my hand then reached down and wrapped it around his stiff cock, squeezed it, then stroked the shaft, smearing juices along with various bits and pieces of pizza all up and down on the shaft and then all around the swollen fat head. "What." he started to ask again and again I told him to hush up. I leaned down and kissed him hard on the lips to give him something else to concentrate on as well as prevent more talk while I continue to smear dinner all over his boyhood pride and joy and then down onto his hefty balls. Once I figured that he was covered enough I tossed the used slice back onto the box then got between his smooth pale thighs and went to work cleaning it off him. I could easily taste the pepperoni and Italian sausage as I licked his cock and I chuckled inside at the thought that it gave new meaning to sausage pizza. Bits and pieces of meat, cheeses, olives and other pizza additives were dotted on the shaft, on the head and in his pubic nest. I sought them out and ate them up, licking and slurping wherever I went. Jamie was moaning as I worked him over, tasting every bit of his flesh from his balls to his belly button. Finally I stood up and pulled Jamie to his feet in the process then headed for my bedroom with him in tow. To his credit he didn't say a word but let me have total control. I got the water in the shower to a livable temperature quickly then pushed Jamie in first and as soon as I got inside I began soaping and cleaning him, once again making sure his asshole was totally clean. Once that was done and he was rinsed off I gently pushed him to face the shower wall and knelt behind him. I pried the firm rounded globes of his butt apart and licked as his exposed core, pushing my tongue into the puckered muscle and the area all around it while it's owner moaned and groaned loudly above me. I'd wanted to rim Jamie from the very beginning and now that I was tasting him I was in seventh heaven. In my quest I licked downward to the beginning of his sac, moving the looser flesh around, sucking the folds into my mouth. I finally stood up, one hand planted firmly in the middle of the boy's back to indicate that I didn't want him to move. I grabbed the conditioner and popped the flip top with my teeth then used my chin to squirt the goo onto my free hand, more specifically the fingers. Closing the top, I let it fall to the shower floor in the event that I needed more. I reached down with the lubed fingers and moved them up between the cheeks and finding his hole I gently pushed a single finger up inside of him and slowly finger fucked him. "Ooohhh god," Jamie moaned as I moved in and out of the tight hole, his hands splayed out from his body against the shower wall and allowing him to push his lower body out as if to give me better access. I was still standing so kissed on his soft neck and rubbed my hand up and down the front of his torso, tweaking nipples and rubbing down into his pubes. After about three minutes I slowly pulled my finger out of his ass and using my hand, motioned him to turn around. I placed my hand on his flat belly to keep him in place as I dropped back to my knees in front of him. I'd grabbed the conditioner and slathered my fingers once more then poured a significant amount all over the boy's rock hard pulsing cock. Without any fanfare, I reached between his legs for his asshole and knowing what I was doing he spread his legs further open for me. What he wasn't counting on was two fingers pushing up inside of him and stretching his hole farther than before but he didn't have a whole lot of time to contemplate the invasion of his most secret spot as I grasped onto the lubed up head of his cock and twisted my tightened fist around it like I was unscrewing a bottle top. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh god," Jamie panted as I stroked the full length of his teenage cock, sliding up over the head and twisting as I went back down the thick shaft. My fingers were sliding in and out of him at the same time and moving around inside his body, exploring the inner walls of his bowels. I grazed his prostate and he went weak in the knees as I stayed there massaging the small organ. "I'm cumming. Oh fuck I'm cumming he growled and I felt his cock thicken, his prostate harden under my finger tips and then he erupted. I'd pulled his cock downward so when he came his sperm shot onto my face. I opened my mouth to try and direct at least some of his warm jizz into it and managed to get some of it but the hose in my hand was literally spewing the thick white goo out in long ropy jets with such force that it practically splattered against my face hitting my cheek, nose, eyebrows and hair. Jamie began to sag, his legs weak from the intensity of his sperming, and I worked to hold him upright. As soon as his cock slowed to a dribble I wiped his cum from my face and went straight for my own cock and began stroking furiously, twisting my hand around my own swollen head just as I had Jamie's. I was so fucking hot, the whole scene so totally hot that I came in less than thirty seconds. I leaned my face into his groin using my shoulder to press his hard young cock against my cheek, nuzzling his pubic patch, licking his balls, doing anything to make my face have contact with his genitals as my own cock spewed out hot sperm onto the shower floor. It was finally over, the oozing from my cock, Jamie's cock. I gently slipped my fingers out of him causing a low moan from him at the loss. I no sooner was on my feet than Jamie was into my arms, his lips jammed against mine and kissing me as hard and deep as I'd ever been kissed before. When he finally broke away from me he had a tear in his eye. "That was dead fucking brilliant Sean. I've never felt anything like that before in my life. I didn't know that my bum could feel so.hot so erotic. My God what did you do in there." As I washed us both off I explained his prostate, what it was for and how it worked. "Well if having a cock in there is anything like that it would be incredible. Have you ever done that Sean, had a cock inside your bum?" I smiled and nodded as we stepped out and I handed him a clean towel. Both cocks had returned to their default state hanging against drained balls and bobbing slightly as our bodies moved while we dried off. "I should probably go Sean," he said as he finished, adding, "this time though I'm okay, not all worried and confused." As he dressed I lounged on the bed watching him and admiring his firm and lithe young body, his beautiful face and feeling a slight bit of sorrow as he tucked his magnificent cock away inside indigo blue boxer briefs. I got up and walked him to the front door where he stuffed his feet into what looked like brand new black DVS shoes. He turned and kissed me as he stood in the slightly opened doorway, me standing out of view behind it although it had gotten dark and my porch light was off so we were both pretty well concealed. "I think I want you to fuck me Sean," he said softly as he looked into my eyes. "I want to fuck you too but I think I really want to feel your big hard cock inside of me." He squeezed the object of that statement then said, "Maybe not like tomorrow away but sometime. And soon I think." "That can be arranged baby boy. Most definitely." He kissed me again and headed to the sidewalk. I watched through the cracked doorway as he skated home, feeling my cock stir at his last words. "Absolutely, most positively," I thought to myself as I closed the door.