Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2023 19:16:35 +0100 (CET)
From: Quinton Brock <bquinn2021@tutanota.com>
Subject: Lincoln's Adventure Chapter 9 Gay/Adult/Youth

Lincoln's Adventure

This fictional story includes consensual sex between a masochistic boy
and his man. If this offends you, or is illegal where you are, please
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Chapter 9 -- What happens next?

Dart arrived home by five and they had fresh trout for supper. His mom
mentioned he was lucky he came home with fish because she may think the
boy was just trying to get away from them.

Not holding anything back, Dart replied "Well I am actually. I mean, why
should I stay here when all you do is drink. It's boring for me, so I'd
rather be fishing, and Lincoln likes to fish too. At least I can talk to
him about fishing. What can we talk about? Beer, Vodka, Whiskey?"

Putting her beer she was holding, on the table, she grabbed his arm.
Look, I'm trying to do the best I can with you. So if you don't like
it, too bad" she dismissed him and grabbed her beer again.

Dart couldn't hold back. He was being pushed into a corner, so he pushed
back.

Stepping away from the table he started, "Do you even know when I left
this morning? Huh?" After seeing the blank look, he continued "just so
you know, I left at five thirty because I knew you wouldn't be up until
noon or was it one today." Mentally he was thinking he was just waking
up in Lincoln's bed at that time. "So I fished all day at Lincoln's
and if I could have a tent out back, I would sleep in it because then I
wouldn't have to listen to you two fighting or arguing all night, even
if I had to freeze to death, I don't care. Not that you would, as long
as you have your drink in your hand." Tears were welling up in his eyes
and he knew he had to get away because he didn't want to cry in front of
her and Jason, who was sitting back at the table smirking at the boy.

He stormed off to his room, hearing a quiet `fuck' behind him from his
mom as he left the room.

With no one coming to his room, it was about seven when he fell asleep as
his body really needed the rest.

It was around midnight when he awoke having to take a piss. He was a
little confused because he was still dressed and could hear the thumping
music and laughter from his mom and Jason. Quietly he snuck into the
bathroom and washed his face, brushed his teeth, and after relieving his
bladder, he went back to his bedroom. He set his alarm for four then
stripped naked and slipped under the cool covers, quickly falling back to
sleep.

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Dart couldn't believe how fast four hours passed as the alarm woke him.
The house was finally quiet, so he slipped back into his clothes and
after pulling on his boots and winter outerwear, he began his trek across
the lake. The moon was out in full force, so the lake was nicely lit and
although walking was difficult, he was able to slowly make his way to
Lincoln's. He liked how his body felt, especially after the whipping he
received.

When he arrived a half hour later, the noticed the house was dark.
Carefully turning the doorknob, he smiled to himself as it rotated
quietly. He entered the mudroom, instantly he felt the heat of the house
and removed his outerwear as quietly as possible. Not wanting to wake his
man, Dart stripped out of the rest of his clothes. Going first to the
living room, he stoked the fire to keep the place warm, then silently
crept barefoot to the man's bedroom.

The outside moonlight was enough for the boy to see the sleeping man
lying in his bed. Carefully, he slipped under the covers near his lower
legs, patiently waiting for his cool body to warm up. Once he thought he
warmed up enough he scooched over and wrapped his torso around Lincoln's
lower leg.

Lincoln was lying on his back with his legs spread apart, so Dart ran his
hand, gently up and down his hairy leg. Slowly he worked his way up to
the man's thigh, kissing his skin as he rose higher. Once he was perched
above the man's hip, he pressed his lips against his skin to absorb the
smooth texture that was sprinkled with a few hairs. He followed his nose
to the man's ticklish pubic bush. They were wirier and harder than the
hair on his legs and were begging to be explored.

He inhaled deeply, then rubbed his face all over the kinky hair. He liked
the tingly feeling it gave him. Once he had enough of the sensation of
pubic hairs caressing his face, he lowered himself down, softly touching
his lips to the smooth flesh at the base of the man's penis. It was
firm, and warm against his lips. He reached out his tongue to feel it's
slick texture. All the boy could focus on now, was to let his tongue and
lips to explore the man's cock.

Slowly he kissed and licked his way up the shaft to the head then using
his tongue, he lifted the head until he was able to slurp it into his
mouth. With a rock-hard penis throbbing at his loins, Dart let his mouth
enjoy the sensations of the man's still soft cock. It was smooth and
growing as he began to suck in earnest. It grew in his mouth with each
suck. He shifted his hands, one to hold the base of the engorged shaft
and the other to cup the man's hairy balls.

He could not stop the moans that escaped his throat and didn't notice
the man's subtle movement until his hand pressed firmly against the back
of his head. Feeling the man's cock being pushed deeper into his mouth,
he began to suck in earnest, as he knew what the man was going to do next
and didn't want him to do it.

Lincoln awoke from his dream on the beach again, knowing the boy was
already planted on his cock. He reached to the boy's head, pressed it
further on to his shaft, then lifted the boy off his cock with a sucking
pop. "I think I'm going to love waking up to this every morning?" he
said with a tired smile.

Too horny to answer, he stretched up and kissed the man, pushing his
demanding tongue into his mouth. Only after releasing Lincoln's tongue
did he say, "If I can have it my way, then yes, I want you to wake like
this every morning because then I know I'll have enjoyed sucking your
cock, again." Going back for another tongue sucking kiss, the two of
them enjoyed the others mouth until Dart turned to head south, wanting to
get Lincoln's cock, back in his mouth.

"Hold on my young horny friend. I need to check you out first" he
demanded.

Turning on his bedside lamp, he thoroughly inspecting the boy's body.
After carefully checking his rosebud, he decided it was okay to proceed.
While letting his eyes explore the gorgeous boy in front of him, he
wondered how he ever found such a loving, caring creature, and thanked
his lucky stars that he did.

Receiving a pat on his smooth butt, Dart rotated himself to resume his
search. As his head went south, Lincoln brought the boy's hips to his
mouth so he could enjoy the slender stick that he loved so much. Being
sure not to press his finger into the boy's anus, he let his hands roam
freely over the slim form so he could enjoy him to the max.

Both man and boy licked and sucked until first the boy, then the man,
ejaculated into the others' orifice. Each with their own thoughts,
Lincoln thinking how sweet the boy's ejaculate tasted and Dart thinking
how powerful the man's cock felt in his mouth as it filled with his
cream. Drinking it all down, he swung back up, to get another good
morning kiss.

Lincoln could not get enough of his boy. He was perfect in so many ways.
Physically, he had a body that was a boy lover's dream. Mentally, he was
so much older than his young preteen years suggested. And as a lover, the
boy was like a cat that could wrap around you with its body and quickly
seduce you to a place of erotic pleasure.

Both satiated, they snuggled together and fell asleep.

                                                    ***************
The alarm awoke the two of them at eight, for Lincoln that was sleeping
in an extra hour, for Dart, it was rising at least an hour before he
normally did when he was at home when he wasn't sneaking over to
Lincoln's place. Smiling and kissing good morning to each other, they
showered and walked naked into the kitchen. It was cool in the house as
the fire that Dart had rekindled when he arrived, had long since reduced
to embers. While Lincoln stoked the fire, Dart watched the naked man as
he worked to get the place warm again.

They shared some small talk while they made breakfast together, but the
real conversation began when they sat down to eat.

"So, are you planning on waking me up at four-thirty every morning?"
Lincoln began.

"I think you liked it and I know I sure as hell did."

"Well I'm not saying I didn't, but I do wonder what your mother thinks
when she gets up and you're not even home?"

Dart wanted to be careful how he responded to the man. He knew he was
looking out for him, and it was not something he was really used to since
his mom always had other things on her mind. "I already told you she
doesn't even get up until noon. Even when we're at home, she goes to
work then mostly returns after dark. Sometimes not until long after I've
gone to bed."

Sensing the boy was becoming emotional, he replied with, "I'm sorry you
have to go through that Dart." He rose from the table to hug him,
rubbing his bare shoulders to release the tension he could see building.

"Let's do the dishes."

They worked together washing and putting away the dishes. Finally Dart
said, "I want you to take me downstairs again."

Lincoln heard a deep hurtfulness in the boy's voice. "Sorry my friend,
we were down there yesterday and if you remember, I said you need at
least two days before we go down again. And then, only if you ask."

"I want to do it today Lincoln. I'm feeling fine and don't feel a
thing from yesterday. I know I can take it..."

"Sorry buddy. You know what we can do though?"

"What?" was the hopeful response.

"We can do a few chores this morning, then after lunch, we can go to the
loft, and I can tie you to the bed. Would that work?"

"Are you just going to tie me to the bed or are you going to fuck me
like I want. You know, good and hard?"

"You know, if you keep talking like that I'm going to start thinking
you're a perverted masochistic sex fiend that wants to be molested by
the bad man all the time."

Pausing to remember the definition of a masochist, he replied, "well, I
am" he answered with a fiendish smirk.

After a few minutes of contemplation by both of them and while Dart was
drying the last utensils, he began with, "Lincoln, why do I like being
whipped?" When Lincoln didn't answer immediately, he added "am I
weird?"

"NO, No, no you are not weird Dart." Lincoln couldn't hug the
vulnerable boy fast enough. He squeezed him to his body. Taking his hand,
he walked him into the living room and sat with him on the sofa.

"Dart, you're not weird, or perverted or anything like that" he
started. "Simply put, you are a boy like all other boys. No boy has all
the answers, shit no man has all the answers for that matter. We are who
we are because of the many things we have to deal with as we grow up.
Like how we're brought up, who we have or don't have as friends. It may
be things that we think are missing from our lives and by looking at what
other people have that you may not." Lincoln wanted to say, `Like a
loving mother, but bit his tongue and held back.'

"Dart, life is so complex that I can only guess what makes you or anyone
tick for that matter. Christ, I don't know what makes me tick
sometimes." He smiled at the boy, thankful that he saw a smile, if just
a little one, on his face.

"When you like to feel pain, and it's done in a manner that is
acceptable and safe to both you and whoever is delivering the pain, then
I say, let it happen. Embrace it! Because if you constantly try to reason
why or try to stop it because you think it's not acceptable in societies
eyes, then I think that is going to cause even more problems down the
road. Problems that perhaps we haven't even thought about. Besides, fuck
society, it's more screwed up than everyone combined. Is this making any
sense to you?"

Dart nodded his head, "yeah, kinda...but Lincoln, when we go down to the
dungeon again, I want you to really whip me, hard. Harder than any of the
whippings you gave me yesterday. Yes it stung a lot as I felt the weight
of the whip when it hit me, but I know you could have hit me harder, and
I know I can take more. I want you to hit me harder..."

The older man watched a tear fall from the boy's eye, so gave him
another hug. He wished the hug would ironically, squeeze the boy's pain
right out of his body.

"Listen, I want to tell you a story. A true story, and one I've never
shared with anyone before but, before I do, I want us to go outside and
stack some wood that's waiting to be piled up and after that maybe
we'll go to the loft so I can tie you up." After nodding his eyebrows
up and down with an `I want to have sex with you look' he added, "So
let's go to the bedroom, find our clothes, and head outside."

Going outside was the right thing to do for both of them. They worked
side by side, stacked all the split wood and talked about how spring and
summer fishing were going to be so great this year. Lincoln found Dart to
be boy, through and through, as the rest of the morning flew by.

Dart found he liked working with the man and sex never entered his mind
until they were finished lunch. Sitting on the stool at the island, Dart
pushed away from it and slipped off the stool. Forgetting about the loft,
he reached to the top button of his shirt and began stripping off his
clothes.

Once he was down to his boxers, Lincoln said, "I'll take it from
here." Reaching out for his hand, he sat with the almost naked boy on
the couch, grabbed the TV remote and turned it on. Searching through the
input button, he found what he was looking for and opened the file called
Dart. Up popped ten folders. He selected the one that was titled
`Dart's Surprise.'

The man had a seventy-inch TV and the scene opened with a boy slipping
under the boathouse door. Dart had never seen this video before so was
surprised with the high quality of the image and seeing himself on
screen. He was totally absorbed as the video progressed, watching himself
exploring Lincoln's sex toys and when he saw himself laying back on the
bed to tossed his last remaining clothes off, he realized Lincoln had
just removed his boxers at the same time. He watched intently as the boy
on the screen tied himself to the bed, while vaguely sensing the man
sitting beside him was now naked and playing with him.

Lincoln saw that Dart was enthralled with his image on the TV screen so
lowered his mouth onto the boy's erect 4-inch cock. When the part came
up where the blindfolded and gagged boy was surprisingly grabbed by a
stranger, Dart's cock exploded into the man's inviting mouth. He
didn't remember Lincoln starting to suck his cock, but it sure felt good
now. Lincoln's timing was excellent, as usual.

When he watched the part when Lincoln lubed up his cock and slipped it
inside him, he felt himself being maneuvered so he was sitting on the
man's hips. Slowly the man aligned his cock with his rosebud, then he
felt himself sliding down the man's coated erection as it sensually
entered him. Dart loved watching himself being fucked by the man on TV,
while he was being fucked at the same time. Dart couldn't hold back any
longer as his ejaculate blasted out of his cock for the second time. He
closed his eyes as he enjoyed the man's stiff pole pounding his butt and
lubricated hand stroking him to orgasm.

Exhausted, he laid his sweaty back against the man's equally sweaty
chest. "That was fucking amazing" he said while he watched the video
end.

"It was for me too" Lincoln replied with his cock still planted deeply
in the boy.

"You didn't cum?"

"Not yet."

Slowly and with great dexterity that only a very limber soon to be a teen
boy, could do. He rotated his body, so he was now facing his man, all the
while remaining impaled on the solid seven inches of man cock. Smiling,
sitting on his lap, and staring into his dark brown eyes, he leaned in
and gave him a big tongue swapping kiss.

"Are you able to carry me to bed without slipping out?"

"I don't know but it's certainly worth a try."

Lincoln was able to raise up off the couch and wrapping one hand under
the boy's bum and the other around his bare back, as he walked him into
the bedroom. Dart was sucking on his tongue the whole way. Carefully
Lincoln sat on the bed with Dart still attached to his hips.

"It's my turn now," Dart began. Gently he managed to get the man to
lie back and swing his legs onto the bed. Straddling the man's hips, he
slowly started raising and lowering his body on the man's shaft.
Pressing his hands against Lincoln's chest, he began fucking his erect
cock in earnest. Suddenly, he lifted himself off the man and scooted
down. With his hand wrapped tightly around the base, he licked the rest
of his shaft like a popsicle. Once he licked his way to the head, he
rotated his mouth around the rim several times before popping it inside
his mouth, sucking deeply.

Dart repeated this action until Lincoln grabbed his head and started
force feeding him. Dart was very comfortable with deep throating the man
so swallowed him right to the roots. Pulling off to breathe, he deep
throated him again. The boy continued to swallow the man's cock until he
finally got his reward. Five jets of Lincoln's sperm, blasting down his
throat.

Crawling back up, Lincoln smiled and said "holly fuck, you are amazing.
Thanks, I needed that."

"Me too" Dart replied as they laid side by side for another half hour
caressing each other's bodies. Lincoln was surprised how much the boy
explored his body. He licked his nipples, kissed his belly, and pressed
his face against his pubic hair. He purred when Lincoln's hands caressed
him and while he did all this, he was able to absorb all the smooth skin
of the young boy through his hands and body.

"Don't you ever get tired of me pawing you all the time?" he asked
after both were silent for some time.

"No, I like it and I never want you to stop touching me. Do you get
tired of touching me?"

"What, get tired of a cute young boy wanting to be naked with me and
wanting to touch me all over? Are you kidding? Dart, I think I died and
went to heaven. I don't know how I ever was so lucky to have this
precious time with you. Can I pinch myself to see if I wake up?"

"Sure if you want, but you can pinch me anytime you want too, especially
after you've tied me to the rafters in the basement or the bed in the
loft."

"Well the basement is out of bounds until day after tomorrow. So let's
make some plans for tomorrow."

"Okay but I'm already better so we don't have to wait a second day, do
we?"

"Fraid so kiddo" Lincoln said while gently patting the boy's bare
chest. "I don't see any reason why I can't tie you to the bed in the
loft and play with your naked body all morning, do you?"

"Well if I can't be whipped, then that will have to do" Dart answered
with a big smile.

"What about the story you were going to tell me about?"

"Well it's going to be a long one so how about we hold off until
tomorrow and it's getting late so let's take a shower and I'll drive
you home."

"Okay" the naked boy replied as he leaped off the bed to start the
shower.

Getting ready to leave the cabin, Lincoln said, "Don't forget to grab
the fish in the sink, and just as an FYI, I'm going to sleep in the loft
tonight in case you find the cabin door locked."

Climbing in the SUV and pulling on his seat belt, he replied "I think
that sounds like a great place to start tomorrow morning, just make sure
you're there all night because I may be there real early."


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