Date: Thu, 25 Sep 2014 21:36:53 -0700
From: garystratford@yahoo.com
Subject: My Fair Boy Part 1 (Revised)

My Fair Boy By Gary S.
[Part 1 – First sighting]

It was a great day to be outside.  Sunshine, but not too hot.  I thought
the day would be perfect for a trip to the fair and oh boy, was I right.

I drove to the fair and parked.  I really hate getting gouged, but I spend
a little more to be closer to the main front gate.  Once in a while I will
park in the private lots, especially if there are a few cute boys directing
traffic.  The main lots operated by the fair employ adults, but are much
closer to the various entrances.

I parked and then strode to the main gate, sunglasses in place allowed me
to perv on the boys I saw on the way.  Boys and the fair, made for each
other.

Big boys, little boys, sexy boys, extremely hot boys, boys of all types.
You can almost smell the boys in the fresh autumn air.  Their voices fill
the air as they yelp and holler, some with that lilt in their voice that
signals the onset of puberty.  Some just still a child.  Those with the
changing in their voice are the ones I am tuned in on.

I had previously purchased a season pass so I had come and go privileges as
well as a discount on the parking.  I picked up my new pass and prepared to
enter the fair.

I entered the main Blue Gate and decided to get started by heading to the
main animal barns to check out the livestock.  You see, there are a lot of
farm boys tending the animals and they are so proud of their livestock.
They will typically at least have a conversation with you and at the bare
minimum are good for a smile or two.

As I turned towards the horse barns and pavilion a site of wondrous beauty
caught my attention.  All decked out in cowboy boots, cowboy hat, checkered
shirt and jeans that appeared to be painted on adorned this very sexy lad
who was hurrying past me trying to gobble up a scone.

He strode past me and I fell in behind him as I watched the two firm,
muscular, jean clad butt cheeks twitch and move as his long legs propelled
him forward.  Very nice, long boy muscled legs.  Sort of narrow at the
waist, but oh my, I had a hard time not drooling over that cute ass.

He strode forward and then all of a sudden stopped dead in his tracks with
an exclamation of "darn it all to heck."  Oh, boy, that lilting voice where
it shifts between husky low and a mixed higher pitched squeak.  He had
apparently squirted the contents of the scone out over his hand and onto
his shirt and that brought him to a stop.

He turned slightly and I paused as I watched his pink tongue snake out and
lick the jelly from his hand and then finish the remnants of the scone in
one bite.  He changed course and headed into one of the bathrooms.  I of
course followed close behind, but paused a few seconds to let him enter
alone.

As I entered the bathroom he was at the center round hand washing station
cleaning off his hands.  I walked by and chuckled as I asked him "that
scone must have been trying to get away, huh?"

He looked up as I walked past headed for the urinals.  He shook his head
and answered "just clumsy, I guess."  Then he laughed and continued "it was
very tasty, though and I didn't want to waste any of it."

I was surprised we were the only two in the bathroom and as I took up
position at the urinal I looked over my shoulder and said "you sure looked
like you enjoyed it."  At which he nodded and turned toward me shaking his
hands dry and grabbing a paper towel.

He dried his hands and wiped his shirt trying to eradicate the spill.  Then
my heart lurched as he strode confidently up to the urinal right next to
me.  He looked at me and smiled.

His hazel eyes were dashing, bright and gorgeous.  Smallish nose with a
couple of tiny freckles, sitting atop a nice full set of lips that split
wide in a smile to show bright white teeth with some residual scone.  I
smiled back at him and then faced the wall as I continued to pee.

He unzipped his pants and fished out his boy cock.  As he stood next to me
I judged him to be about 5 foot 4 inches tall or so.  I peaked out of the
corner of my eye to see that he held that cute soft 3 or so inch cock
between his thumb and finger and just as he began to pee, I stated "I would
have licked it as well."  With no one else around, I just blurted it out.

Immediately his piss stream stopped as he continued to stare straight
ahead, but then he visibly swallowed.  That cute boyish Adam's apple slowly
moving.  In almost a whisper he asked "huh?"  At that same instant the cute
slightly tanned face went crimson red.  He swallowed again.

I looked down at him as he stared straight at the wall.  "The scone jelly
you spilled.  I would have done the same thing.  I would have licked it up
myself."

He swallowed hard again.  "Ohhh." he said as he let out a small sigh.

He did not bolt and he did not scream.  He did finally relax a bit and was
able to start peeing again.  I chuckled slightly and he asked without
looking away from the wall "what's so funny?"

I replied, "Oh, nothing.  I guess I startled you a little.  That's all."

He smiled and nodded.

As I finished and zipped up I noticed that while he continued to pee and
the stream was starting to end, his penis had increased in thickness and
length into a nice semi-erect 4 or so inch boy cock.

I stepped back from the urinal and threw caution to the wind.  As I walked
past him I stated "Of course, it would have been more fun to lick the scone
jelly off your cute cock."

I did not turn around to check out his reaction, but I did face him from
the hand washing station, so I was able to watch him finish, shake and
stuff his now even more erect penis back into his pants.  He stuffed it in,
zipped up, flushed and then walked towards the hand washing station
slightly bent over, but he could not completely hide the bulge in his tight
jeans.

I finished washing my hands as he started.  I dried off my hands and smiled
at him as I exited the bathroom.  I resumed a slow meander towards the
horse barns when he exited the bathroom.  I could hear his boots clip along
the pavement as he approached me from behind at a fairly quick pace, not
running, but fast walking.

He caught up to me and without looking up he stated, "I am showing a steer
and some other cows.  See you around, maybe?"  He queried and then changed
direction heading briskly to the barns where the cattle were kept.

I stopped and turned to watch those buns churn in the tight jeans and
licked my lips as I watched him run towards his destination.  I know I
should have just kept heading to the horse arena, but now I was really
curious to find out how far this darling cowboy was willing to go or if he
was so totally innocent as to not know what he had offered.

I wanted to find out, so off I went to where the cows were being kept.

– There were lots of stalls, some tended and some with the animals there
alone.

I spotted my fair boy and decided to go for it.  I strode up to where he
was checking a stall and cleaning up a bit.  As I got closer, I looked on
the back wall and saw a name and a farm and the names of a few animals.

I came up behind my fair boy and with his back to me I cleared my throat
and said hello again, this time testing to see if I had gotten his name,
"umm, Hi Greg."

He stood straight up and spun around.  "Hi, who..." he started to blurt out
and stopped with wide open eyes.

I ended the silence with a put up or shut up type of attitude.  "So, Greg.
Do you have any more of that scone jelly I can taste or maybe some other
sweet cream?"  I smiled and looked straight at his groin.

His hand immediately went to his bulge and again he swallowed.  This time
he swallowed very hard, blushed again and slowly nodded his head.  However,
he also appeared to be about to faint.

"Whoa, little dude.  It's okay."  I calmly stated in a hushed tone.

"If you aren't up to it or have no idea what I am talking about and want me
to leave, just say so.  No harm, no foul."  I said reassuringly and smiled
again.

Greg looked at me then down the way on either side.  He leaned forward a
little and asked "how do you know my name?"

I chuckled and pointed to the back wall above his head and replied "I
guessed."

He turned and looked at where I was pointing.  He started to giggle a
little. "Oh, yeah.  Sorry."

"It's okay."  I replied.

"Is there a more private place we can go to continue this conversation?"  I
asked.

He paused and nodded.  "We can go out to our trailer."  He stated and
pointed out in a general not here location.

I was a bit concerned.  "Won't we run into your parents?"  I asked.

At that a sly grin crossed his face.  He slowly shook his head.  "My dad
and mom went home in the truck to go get some additional supplies.  They
won't be back until this evening, depending on traffic."  He said.

I scratched my chin slightly.  I looked at Greg for a moment and asked
"have you invited anyone else out to your trailer before?"

He blushed.  "Well, not someone older like you."  He responded.

"Oh?"  I queried.

He smiled.  "I have a buddy who is not here today and we have relaxed in
our trailer before."

I was intrigued by his choice of the word relaxed.  The thought of another
horny boy around the area was making me excited as hell.

I nodded.  "Okay, sport.  Your call.  Shall we head to your trailer for
some relaxation?"  I asked.

He licked his lips with a touch of uncertainty, but then nodded.  "Follow
me."  He said.

Greg put the various implements away, checked the hay and water and the
harness on the steer.  He turned to me and said "meet me outside the purple
parking lot across from the orange RV lot in a few minutes."

I nodded and started walking.  I was starting to be a little concerned and
briefly wondered if Greg was rounding up the police.  However, I could come
up with something if the need arose, but it was unnecessary as soon his
smiling face showed up at the crosswalk to the Orange RV lot.  He was
alone.

We crossed over and went down to the far end of the first row of trailers
and found his family's rig.  It was a nice 35 foot fifth wheel trailer.
Sure enough, Greg opened the door and no one else was there.  I am not sure
what I would have done if someone had greeted us along the way or from
inside the trailer.

He turned to me and invited me in.  I licked my lips and desire accompanied
with lots of lust pushed me forward up the stairs.  I stood in the hallway
as Greg closed and locked the door.

He kicked of his boots and walked down the hall towards the bedroom.  I
followed close behind, but before he could get too far ahead of me, I
reached out and grabbed him by the waist of his belted jeans.  He stopped
and I spun him around.

He looked up at me "What???" he asked, cocking his head to the side a bit.

I looked at him "How old are you?"

He smiled.  "14."  He stated and chuckled.

"Do you know why I am here and what I think I am getting?"  I asked.

He blushed again and nodded his head.  He licked his lips and said
matter-of-factly "sure, we are going to fool around and stuff, some sucking
cock and feeling good type of stuff."

He then turned and went into the bedroom, closed the blinds and climbed
onto the bed. I joined him rather quickly and started to unsnap his shirt
and as I did I leaned in and kissed him.  That act sort of took him by
surprise, but he actually kissed me back.

I finished with the snaps on his shirt and pulled the shirt tails out of
his jeans and slid it off his arms.  He sat on the bed in his socks, jeans
and t-shirt.  His nipples firmly pushing against the fabric.  I yanked the
t-shirt loose from his jeans and up over and off his head and arms.

Now this 14 year old hottie with hard nipples sat on the bed.  I knelt by
the side of the bed between his legs and began licking and kissing his
nipples.  I would periodically nuzzle his neck, nip at his earlobes and
kiss his lips.  He began to moan and whine.

I reached down and undid the buckle of his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped
his jeans.  I then gently, but firmly pushed on his chest to make him lie
flat with his knees bent over the edge of the bed.  I saw the bulge in his
jeans as the fly fell open and let his boxers covered cock free from the
confines of the jeans.

He had one arm at his side and the other draped across his eyes.  He was
still breathing fairly heavy as I coaxed him to lift up his butt to allow
me to slide his jeans down and finally off his legs.  Now my horny fair boy
was laying there in a pair of tented boxers and socks.

I hooked my fingers in the waist band of his boxers and slid them off his
hips, again urging him to lift up his butt.  I whistled as his hard boy
cock (longer than 4 inches, but maybe not 5 inches) sprang loose.  It was a
hefty one, not overly thick, but definitely no pencil dick.

He had a good amount of silky smooth hairs bunched together in a rather
thick patch at the base, but his balls were virtually hairless and they
were warm too, falling in the crease of his ass.  His circumcised cock was
very rigid and pulsed with his heartbeat.

His testicles were the size of some small hen's eggs, not nearly as large
as they would surely get one day, but I was eager to taste the juices they
held ready for me.  I finished sliding his boxers off his hairy legs.  This
boy was indeed in the throes of puberty.  Now naked except for his socks,
my fair boy was there for the tasting.

I stroked his inner thighs and elicited a small gasp.  Then a much more
full gasp as I grasped his hard cock and squeezed gently milking it slowly
upwards.  I was correct in assuming he was a hottie and in puberty as a
rather large dollop of pre-cum bubbled up out of his piss slit and I
captured it with my finger and he uncovered his eyes just as I licked the
pre-cum from my finger.  Greg moaned.

I was not too concerned about this ending too quickly for I was sure he
would not cum and run.  So, I pulled his cock away from his belly and held
it firmly up and I leaned in and swallowed the entire thing, wedging the
head into my throat and rubbing his balls.  I slowly pulled back allowing
his cock to slide out of my mouth and then I licked it like an ice cream
and just as I swallowed the head and shaft again, I felt it swell up and
Greg groaned, slammed the mattress and grunted "oh, cummmmmmm..,, cumming."

I pulled back a little as his cock began erupting and spewing some strong
jets of boy cum.  3 strong and 3 much weaker pulses and I caught most of it
in my mouth.  Just a little bit drooling out of the corner of my mouth.  I
swallowed and sucked a little as I milked the remnants of his cum from his
cock and then he brought his knees up and pushed me away "ooooh, too much."

Sensitivity after cumming affects most guys.  I crawled up next to Greg and
stroked his chest as he attempted to catch his breath and relax.  I pulled
him closer to me and I leaned over him, propping myself up with my elbow,
planting a kiss on his lips and he relaxed enough to allow my probing
tongue entry to his mouth.  After we broke apart from the kiss he licked
his lips and I could tell he was licking or running his tongue around the
inside of his mouth.

I smiled.  "First time you have ever tasted your own cum?"  I asked.

He smiled and nodded.  "I taste okay.  My buddy Sam tastes different."

I looked at him and smiled.  "I bet I taste even more different." I stated
wriggling my eyebrows a little.

He blushed.  "I guess there is one way to find out.

With that he pushed me back and I laid down on the bed.  Greg proceeded to
unbutton my shirt.  I helped and was pulling off my t-shirt as I realized
he was fiddling with my jeans.  I assisted with them and soon Greg had me
naked as well.

Now, I have only a 5 inch cock so there was not much of a size difference
between Greg and I, but he never mentioned it.  He started stroking it and
since he had sucked dick before he was soon bobbing on my cock and working
it really good.  I felt the tingle in my balls.

Greg was kneeling beside me, his muscular butt closer to me than his head
and hands.  I watched his strong boy legs and butt move to keep him
balanced while sucking my cock.  I opened my legs to allow my firm large
nuts to slide into my crack and Greg played with them as well.

I grabbed hold of his now erect again cock and stroked it, getting some
more pre-cum.  I used it to slick up my finger and reached into his ass
crack and rubbed the slick finger across his ass.  He stopped sucking for a
second and looked at me.

I smiled at him.  "Well hot stuff.  You have a sexy ass that needs some
play time and some loving."

He blushed.  "Really?"  He asked.

I nodded.

"Well, never had anything go in just out that end."  He said
matter-of-factly.

I grabbed hold of his closest leg and coaxed and pulled until he got the
idea and swung his leg up over my chest.  Now we were in a 69 position and
I was licking on his cock, sucking it and licking his nuts and he went back
to sucking my cock.

Every once in a while I would arch and thrust my hips up a little, forcing
my cock to lodge in his throat.  He would gag a little.  I was testing to
see if I could cum down his throat or if he would spit it out at the moment
I came.  So far, so good.

His cock was leaking steadily.  I massaged his butt, thighs, nuts, and
everything I could reach.  I could smell the essence of boy becoming man
emanating from his ass.  You know that heady teen musk that lets you know a
boy is in heat and horny.  Not a shitty smell, not a big man smell, but a
hot teen boy smell.

I decided to amp it up a little.  I spread his cheeks and stuffed my face
into his ass crack and let my tongue slide across his ass lips.  That got
his attention.  He paused the cock sucking and moaned.

That was my queue.  He was willing and offering his ass.

I started licking his ass firmly and with purpose.  I gripped and kneaded
his butt cheeks and kept swiping my tongue on his ass and finally, I
rounded up my tongue and firmly pressed it against that virgin opening, I
wormed my tongue inside and Greg gasped and sat up a little, which forced
my tongue up inside as far as my mouth would let it.

"Ohhhh, mannnnn."  He groaned.

He rocked a bit and I reached up and pushed on his back a little.  I needed
some breathing space.  He leaned forward, but apparently was really
enjoying the feelings.  So much so that he had virtually abandoned my cock.
I didn't mind because I was strongly interested in fucking this fair boy.

I slurped on his ass and tongue fucked him for about 10 minutes.  He was
oooohing and ahhhing and grunting and chanting "yesssss."  I know I had
amped up this hottie and he was nearing the point where he would be begging
to get fucked.

I wanted to make that happen, so I pushed him off me and he whined a
little.  "Why'd you stop?"  he asked.

I looked at him and smiled "got any baby oil or lotion?"  I asked.

He nodded and scampered off the bed into the bathroom.  He returned quickly
and handed me a bottle of lotion and actually asked "what is that for?"

I chuckled.  "You'll see.  Lay on your stomach."  I said as I grabbed a
pillow and had him lay over it.  I climbed in between his splayed legs.

I upended the lotion bottle and squirted the cool liquid down the crack of
his ass.  He hissed a little and said "that tickles."

I massaged the lotion in his crack and on his ass.  I then added more
lotion and pressed my finger inside.  He tensed a little and hissed.  "Oh
man.  Never had anything up there.  Oh man, ungh."  He grunted.

I swirled my finger around and added more lotion.  I finger fucked him and
squirted some lotion on his balls and reached over for my t- shirt which I
slid up under him so we would not make a mess on the bedding. He was hard
as a rock and leaking more.

He seemed to be enjoying it and I decided now was a good time to fuck him.
I squirted some lotion on my cock and it returned to its full erect state.
That pause caught Greg's attention.

He half rolled over, but could not completely roll onto his back because I
was there between his legs and held onto the loose leg preventing any
further movement.  I did not want him getting away and good or bad, I was
fucking him.  There was no turning back at that point.

He looked at me as I slicked up my cock and he being the bright boy he is
asked "um, are you going to fuck me with your cock?"

I nodded.

His eyes widened a little and he swallowed hard.  Then asked "aren't you
going to use a condom?"

I chuckled.  "Good question."  I answered.  Then asked him, "have you ever
been fucked before?"

He shook his head slowly from side to side.  "No."

"Okay, then.  Have you been doing any drugs or anything else where you
might have picked up some horrible disease?"  I asked and then quickly
added before he could answer "Do you have any diseases Greg?"

He said "no."

"Neither do I."  I stated.

** Now, before you readers go ape on me and tell me how horrible I was,
think about it.  I was not ruining the experience by using a condom where
there was no danger of any disease.  I am clean, he is clean and he is
(was) a virgin.

– I urged him to roll back on his belly.  "Greg, I am going to fuck you.
You will feel a little discomfort, but I guarantee you will like it and I
will treat you nicely."

He swallowed hard again and rolled over, resigned to the fact his virgin
ass was going to be deflowered any second.

I moved forward and got up between those beautiful legs again and started
rubbing my slick cock over his slicked up ass.  I centered the head over
his asshole and started applying pressure.

Greg started grunting and telling me it was a little uncomfortable.  "Are
you sure it will go in?  It hurts."

I balanced myself against his butt and with one hand massaged his cock a
little which seemed to relax him a bit.  I then pushed harder and urged him
to relax and push back "push back against my cock, like you are taking a
dump."

The moment he did that his ass opened up and swallowed my cock head and
half of the shaft.  It was a sudden movement and he had a slight challenge
getting used to the full feeling.  He tried to crawl away and his head
jerked up off the mattress.

"OWWWW, shit.  That feels weird.  Stretched.  Owwww." He grunted and
whined.

I reassured him it wasn't going to kill him and that as a big strong farm
boy he would be able to handle the rest of it.  I pulled back a little and
started small thrusts which elicited little grunts and yelps, but a couple
of minutes later my pubes were flush against his ass crack, I was balls
deep from behind and my testicles were draped onto his cock.

I paused allowing him to feel the full effect of my cock inside him.  As I
pulled back my cock slid across his prostate and that woke him up again.

"What did you just do?  It was like an electric shock."  he blurted.

"That is your special spot.  It is called a prostate.  It is a pleasure
center."  I reassured him as I fully seated my cock and started fucking him
fully, trying to hit that prostate as often as I could.

For the next 5 minutes or so I sawed away from behind, trying to bump and
pressure his prostate as much as possible.  He seemed to have gotten over
the initial pain and discomfort and was now enjoying it to some degree.
"OHH, yess.  Ow. Ooh."  seemed to be his chant in a grunted fashion.

I pulled out and rolled him over onto his back and as he was about to ask
me what I was doing, I hiked his knees up to his chest and cinched them
there with my hands as I inserted my dick balls deep again in his nice ass.
I bottomed out and paused, then leaned over balancing on my left arm while
I stroked his cock firmly and quickly getting it close the boil over stage.
I then had him start to stroke his cock and I resumed fucking him.

The trailer bedroom was filled with the sounds of wet slapping flesh as my
balls slapped his butt and my groin mashed continuously against his
upturned spread ass.  He stiffened after a few minutes and began spraying
his cum all over his belly and chest.

I picked up the speed I was fucking him at and felt his ass clench tightly
around my cock.  I felt my balls tighten and pull up close and I slammed
into his upturned ass, fully sheathing my cock and firmly climbing onto my
tip toes.  My cock let loose with several strong ropes of cum.

As the jest subsided I slowly fucked him as his ass milked my cock.  Soon
my cock went soft enough that it just plopped out of his ass, wetly pulling
free with a slight "slurp" sound.  I rolled off to the side and Greg put
his legs down and sighed.  "Wow! That was new."  he said.

End of Part 1.

What a willing hot stud – My Fair Boy.

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