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New York Dreams – Chapter IIX

 

 

"Awwww... Fuuuuck..." Sam breathed heavily, moaning in exquisite pleasure as the tight band of Jamie's anus snapped closed below the flared ridge of his swollen glans. He was lying with his head and shoulders propped up on the pillows against the headboard of his bed, his arms wrapped around Jamie's naked body holding him close as the heat of his core surrounded him. It'd been nearly ten minutes since he'd had two fingers in him so he was still pretty tight back there. Sam hadn't wanted to loosen him up too much preferring the delightfully exquisite sensation of pushing into a small tight hole and feeling his anus grip him like a vice as he entered. The eleven year old boy's grasp loosened slightly, his hand wrapped around and holding his hard straining cock covering its length from his balls to where it penetrated him. He tentatively eased down an inch guiding Sam's cock in with his hand keeping it straight and preventing it from buckling as he pushed. With his back to Sam and letting his head rest comfortably on his shoulder Jamie craned his neck back and spread his legs wide planting his feet outside of Sam's thighs as he let go, his hands holding onto his arms supporting himself letting another inch sink into his hot fiery hole.

 

"Slow down Tiger," Sam moaned quietly into his ear. "We've got plenty of time and it's been a few days... Just take it easy."

 

Jamie took in a quick stuttered breath, pushing out and down and tensed with an open mouthed gasp when Sam slid into him half way.

 

"Oh Jesus, fuck you feel good..." Sam breathed unable to keep quiet. He buried his face into the curve of Jamie's neck sucking on his soft tender skin in longing wanting to just push up into him and make love to the boy. The muscles in his ass clenched for a couple of seconds before relaxing again and the heat within seemed to intensify, surrounding Sam like a hot glove and pulsed against him teasingly.

 

He turned his head then; his mouth open and coming to Sam's at an angle with his soft wet tongue extend slithering across his lips. There was no denying the boy was in heat as he pushed forward onto his cock, slowly sliding his taut lube-slicked band down the length of Sam's shaft. Their mouths closed around each other's and Sam sucked in his small tongue sinking deeper and deeper into his ass until the boy's cheeks flattened against his groin. He held Jamie's body down over his and with a hand on his throat and cheek he forced his head around kissing him, luxuriating in the tight embrace of his hot succulent hole that he'd missed so sorely for the last three days. The last time they'd made love was right here on his bed after he'd taken him in the shower and then given him his birthday presents. Then, Jamie had straddled his body frog-like with his legs bent underneath him moving back and forth, pushing down hard against him taking all six inches inside and rubbing his own cock on Sam's navel until he'd climaxed. It'd been only seconds later that Sam had exploded in his bowels and now, finally after three days of fervent longing he was going to do it again.

 

Sam's tongue pushed against Jamie's forcing it back into the boy's mouth as he caressed his chest, dipping down into the soft warmth of his belly and moved to cover his hard three and a half inch cock and balls in his hand. It was still wet with his recent saliva and he pushed down as he lifted his hips up to grind against him, flexing his cock buried to the hilt in Jamie's fuck hole and heard him whimper quietly into his mouth. Sam reached down and felt where the last inch of his rampant prick was impaled, cupping Jamie's small hairless balls in his palm and squeezed them while slowly moving up and down fucking him an inch at a time. When Jamie started to move with him, tensing the muscles in the back of his thighs to lift himself up and then back down again Sam's strokes in and out became longer and a little faster until he was grunting and moaning into the boy's mouth.

 

He'd woken before Jamie and had lain on his side watching him sleep admiring his young preteen body after he'd lifted the thin cotton sheet away. His semen from last night had dried in thin shiny snail-trails all over his stomach and around his balls, but it was over his flat bald pubis where it was most obvious. Sam smiled remembering what he'd done the night before; straddling Jamie's smooth young body and sliding his cock back and forth over his small compact balls and coming on him there before falling asleep. And even though Jamie was naked right there beside him and after spending the night in the same bed with the evidence of his love still flaking on his skin, it still seemed like an impossible dream come true and that he'd wake up at any moment.

 

Looking at him like that it was easy to see how the whole world would fall in love with him when he appeared in Buck Rodgers as Twiki. From what Ty had told him it was going to be dark and gritty and focus on the characters and emotion of a war torn futuristic society rather than its cheesy laser blasting predecessor. Ty had secretly told him Jamie's character was to be a genetically modified human preadolescent boy with an artificially enhanced intelligence and it would be those factors that would define his personality. It was going to be a demanding and gruelling role for anyone let along a kid as young as Jamie was and even more so for someone who'd never actually done anything like it before. If they did offer him the role they were taking one hell of a gamble on him, but Sam knew without a doubt that he'd fucking nail it.

 

As was fast becoming apparent Jamie's preferred natural sleeping position was on his back with an arm up under his head. The other had been strewn out beside him with a leg bent at the knee angled in and his foot against his calf muscle. His soft limp sex was on full display lying on its side, his bared glans resting in the groove between his leg and thigh beside the tight immature pouch of his balls. But it was the thin ribbon of circumcised skin flowering around his tiny head that Sam's gaze fell upon and he lightly trailed a fingertip up his inner thigh to tickle him there. It was already well past nine-thirty in the morning and with the sun now streaking in through the windows Sam was impatient for the boy to wake. He'd already been up and showered, shaving his face and brushed his teeth hoping the noise he'd made would stir Jamie from his sleep but it hadn't. Determined to wake him by any means necessary Sam had used two fingers and a thumb to coax his flaccid penis to life until he'd groaned, opened his eyes and grumpily turned away from him rolling onto his stomach and buried his face into the pillow. If Sam hadn't been so fucking horny he would've thought it was cute how Jamie seemed to hate waking up at any time of day or night, but right at that moment he'd been frustrated and wanted more than to just suck him off while he slept. He wanted to bury his cock in his ass and fuck him until he came inside the boy's hot welcoming hole. After a few seconds Jamie's mind must have cleared enough to register where he was and who he was with because suddenly he rolled onto his back again and looked to Sam with his eyes wide open and sparkling.

 

"Hi."

 

"Morning sweetie..." Sam grinned. "How you feeling?"

 

"Okay... I'm in your bed." He said smiling. It wasn't a question.

 

Sam nodded his head and Jamie looked down at himself. "Did you take my clothes off?"

 

"No buddy, your Mom did and then she sucked you off while I watched." Sam joked.

 

Jamie's face scrunched up in obvious disbelief. "Ewww... That's gross Sam!" He giggled. "You should've woken me up though so we could've done that to each other."

 

"I did."

 

"What?"

 

"I sucked you while you were asleep and you had a pretty good orgasm I think." Sam said smiling seeing the look of surprise on Jamie's face.

 

"You did? I don't remember."

 

"You were asleep buddy..." Sam grinned. "And I kinda came on you too. See?" He pointed to Jamie's crotch and the dried flaky semen still there.

 

Jamie looked down and saw it, brushing the flakes away with a few swipes of his hand and looked back at him. "That's not fair! You have to do it again now `cos it doesn't count if I'm asleep. Why didn't you wake me up?"

 

Sam smiled again. As much as he would've loved to wake him last night he'd needed his sleep and it would've have been unfair on him just to satisfy his own sexual cravings. "Because you were tired and you needed to sleep... Besides, I knew you'd want to do it when you woke up this morning anyway."

 

"Can we?"

 

"Absolutely! Why don't you go the toilet and take a quick shower first. Make sure you're clean in there okay?" Sam said knowing it'd been more than a day since Jamie had taken a dump wanting him to clear himself out first. He planned on fucking him and didn't relish the idea of getting shit on his cock.

 

"Can you suck me fist?" Jamie asked hopefully, his flaccid little cock now springing to life.

 

"Nope," Sam grinned and jerked his head to the bathroom. "Hurry up... The quicker you get in there the sooner I'll suck it for you when you get out."

 

Sam had watched in giddy anticipation as Jamie bounded off the bed and skipped into the bathroom. While he voided his bowels he'd asked Sam if he thought Ash was getting fucked this morning too. Sam had laughed. "Yeah, I bet he probably is kiddo... His Uncle Ty was pretty keen on getting him to the hotel last night so he probably got it up the ass a couple times already."

 

"We should call them and ask!" Jamie giggled as he strained on the toilet.

 

"Maybe later..." Sam answered. "I think Ty said he was leaving this afternoon so maybe we can catch up with Ash before I take you home. Oh..." He added suddenly remembering Jamie had already been asleep when his Mom told him to keep him for the day. "...Your Mom doesn't expect you home till six tonight so we got all day to hang out."

 

"Awesome! Can Ash come here later then? He really wants to do it to you like you said we could and then you can do him too!"

 

"We'll see buddy..." Sam said groping his cock at the thought hoping Ash wouldn't be too worn out to drop by or meet them at the skate park. "But right now I want your cute little butt in here so hurry the fuck up okay?"

 

The toilet flushed and the shower started up. "You could do me in the shower again if you want." Jamie called out looking over the half height partition separating the bathroom from his bedroom.

 

"Nuh-uh." Sam grinned looking back at him. "I want you clean and naked right here on the bed so I can get to every part of you."

 

"You gonna lick my butt hole again?"

 

"I'm gonna do more than just lick it squirt... Just make sure it's clean inside too. And brush your teeth!"

 

Five minutes later the water shut off and Jamie quickly dried himself off running back into the room and jumped up on the bed crawling over Sam's body on his hands and knees until his face was only a few inches away. "I'm clean."

 

He was naked of course and boned up. His hard three and a half inch erection jutted down from his smooth bald pubic mound with his small and equally hairless corrugated balls drawn up in sexual arousal. The excitement built in Sam as he watched the boy crawl up over him, gazing at his boyishly defined chest and flat stomach, the strong muscled arms and shoulders and his incredibly sexy tapered waist knowing Jamie was coming to him fully aware of what he wanted to do with him.

 

"You sure?" Sam asked smiling. "Maybe I should check."

 

Jamie nodded his head up and down and laid his tongue flat over his bottom lip panting like a dog. It was the same as a few days ago and was a clear sign he was in a playful mood. "Want me to turn around?"

 

"Ummm..." Sam pretended to think before his hands shot up and grabbed Jamie by the arms pushing him onto his back as he squealed and rolled over on top of him between his spread legs. He half knelt, half laid on him holding himself up on his elbows with his own rock hard cock angled down from his groin hovering over Jamie's small compact sex. His face was above Jamie's and he looked down at the prone boy beneath him, feeling the swell of desire and lust boil to the surface holding his thin wrists at his head and lent down to kiss him.

 

It came as no surprise that his mouth opened almost immediately and his head lifted up to meet Sam's, or that his small tongue swirled as his jaws opened and closed swapping both saliva and breath. He could feel the boy's erection poking him in the stomach and let him explore his lips and teeth with his tongue relishing the feeling of his young body against his own, the warmth that radiated off him and the softness of his skin as he pressed more of his weight down into him.

 

"I wanted to do this so bad all day yesterday..." Sam panted into the boy's face when he lifted up and watched as Jamie licked his lips. "You ready to get your dick sucked again before I Eff-You-Cee-Kay you?"

 

"Uh-huh..." Jamie whispered quietly beneath him. "Can we, like, do it at the same time to each other with me on top?"

 

"You wanna sixty-nine?" Sam grinned.

 

Jamie nodded his head again and bit his bottom lip between his teeth. "Yeah. I haven't done that with you yet."

 

"So you've done it with Ash then?"

 

Another head nod. "The guy on Skype wanted to watch us do it."

 

Capking69... Sam remembered the name from reading the first conversation between him and the boys' yesterday morning while Quinn was in the shower. His screen name was a sure giveaway that he'd recorded everything Jamie and Ash had done in front of the cam and shared it on whatever dark-web sites that still existed for underage porn. While he would've loved to have seen them he was concerned that neither of the boys had thought about the consequences; especially if Jamie got the part in what was sure to be a fairly popular TV show.

 

"Right... I should'a guessed... So who's usually on top when you do it with Ash?" Sam asked with a sly curious smile on his face looking down at Jamie assuming he already knew what his answer would be.

 

"Me."

 

"You?" Sam replied more than a little surprised. "Really?"

 

"Yeah. I already told you Ash likes it when I'm laying on top of him."

 

"I thought that was just when... you know, when you fucked him." For all his bravado it was becoming more and more obvious that Ash was a boy who took pleasure in having someone on top of him, holding him down and maybe even dominating him. It was something Sam would have to remember.

 

"That too." Jamie said with a slight grin. "Can you get off me now so we can do it?"

 

"You bet your cute little ass I can. I can't wait to feel these around my cock..." Sam said as he leaned down and licked the boy's soft wet lips. "But don't make me cum yet okay? I'm saving that for your fuck hole."

 

"You gonna lick it?"

 

"Uh-huh." Sam nodded and then lifted himself up by his arms and looked down. Jamie was as hard as a nail sporting a solid three and a half inch erection that pointed up to his belly button and it was going to be in Sam's mouth in about thirty seconds. He rolled off him onto his back with his head raised on the pillow and watched as Jamie sat up and crawled over him, lifting a leg over his chest affording Sam a magnificent view as his smooth unblemished cheeks parted revealing the knotted rose of his anus. He cock lurched even before Jamie touched him as his hands went to the soft globes of his ass and kneaded them before moving down to his thighs urging him back so he could get to the tasty pouch of his small hairless balls.

 

Jesus he smelt so fucking good between his legs. "Ohhhh... Fuck." He sucked in a sudden breath and groaned as Jamie's hand grasped his throbbing cock at the base, his fingers and thumb unable to meet around his girth as his lips enclosed his thick swollen head. Sam buried his face between the boy's thighs and opened wide completely covering his balls with his mouth as Jamie's tongue swirled around his glans lapping at his precum and soaking his cock in his saliva. His nose was squashed up against the boy's taint, his hands reaching up around him and grasping his cheeks pulling them apart staring up at the glorious sight of his small puckered hole pulling his balls down with his lips closing around them.

 

Torn between lifting up and diving into his ass with his tongue or scooting down and taking his taut and straining boyhood into his mouth Sam groaned as Jamie's lips slid effortlessly down his own cock and back up again before he shifted back making up his mind for him. He let his small contracted balls slip form his mouth as they bounced over his nose and craned his head back scooping Jamie's hard prepubescent cock with his lips letting him push forward until he was buried to the hilt. Unlike last night when Sam had done all the work to bring him off in his sleep, Sam had only to purse his lips and work his tongue as Jamie fucked his hips back and forth into him. At the same time he jacked Sam off with his hand and sucked up and down on his cock with his soft wet lips meeting his hand each time about half way down his length.

 

His mouth felt so hot on Sam's cock and he wanted more. Caving in his cheeks he sucked hard at Jamie's throbbing spear sliding in and out through his lips and reached a hand down to his head. He combed his fingers through his thick blonde hair and gently pushed down silently imploring the boy to take him deeper into his mouth and lifted his hips up at the same time. An arm moved to lay over his thigh with the hot moist air of his breath cascading over his balls as Jamie leaned further over his cock and the hand holding him flattened against his trimmed pubic hair. Sam moaned loudly vibrating the boy's already excited erection as his lips sank further down his length, his glans scraping the rough texture along the roof of his mouth before the succulence of his throat surrounded him. He stayed there for perhaps five seconds holding his breath with the full length of Sam's six and a half inches in his mouth before coming back up for air and pulling off completely. Taking hold of it again in his hand he looked down between them at his own juvenile cock fucking into the man's mouth and then turned back licking from Sam's head down the underside to his balls and back up again.

 

If there was any doubt left it was soon dispelled; it was plainly obvious that Jamie loved sucking cock. He was born to it, and he was fucking fantastic at it too. His tongue was in constant motion, his lips kissed and tantalized, sucked and grazed and nibbled as Sam let him fuck himself in and out of his mouth. He'd moved down again, far enough that for a few seconds Sam was able to let his dick go to reach up to his anus and swipe his tongue over the puckered lips of his hole. The taste was as exquisite as he remembered; the bitter acidic tang tingled the tip of his tongue as he spread him wide open and delved into his hole coating it with a thick film of his saliva as he ate him out. There was no part of Jamie's young eleven year old body that Sam didn't love, but this was the core of his devotion, the place where his cock entered and made love to him sliding through the tight ring of his muscle that gave them both so much pleasure.

 

As though he could sense Sam getting close, Jamie dragged his mouth back and stopped sucking with his lips closed beneath the ridge and tongue lazily orbiting his glans. He held Sam's cock still in his fist concentrating on the exquisite sensation of a hot wet tongue circling around his anus and wriggling into his hole. Sam felt his warm breath panting along his shaft and pulled his cheeks apart until the flap of skin at the top of his anus stretched and let his head back a few inches to gaze at the crimson flesh of his inner passage. It was surrounded by an oval of slightly darker skin and inch wide; a sure sign of anal intercourse by an object much thicker than another boy's penis. Since he hadn't had sex with Ash's Uncle for a few months Sam knew that the cause of the discoloration was from his own rampant cock fucking into him and looking at it now it was hard to believe it had fit. Even pulling him apart like he was his hole stretched barely a quarter inch in diameter, but with a little work and stimulation it would soon blossom and open for him as his sphincter muscle relaxed allowing him entry into his all-encompassing heat.

 

Sam dove back in. He crammed his face between Jamie's ass and speared his pointed tongue into its bullseye, tasting his metallic core and wriggled forward breathing in the scent of his sex and moaned into his ass. Letting go and reaching out blindly to one side with his hand Sam fumbled for the lube on his bedside table. He knocked it over and had to twist his arm back to retrieve it before flipping the lid open with his thumb and brought it upside down over the boy's ass above his face. With one hand going to his lower back Sam encouraged Jamie to lean his chest down onto his body and pulling away he squeezed out a large bead of lube that landed directly on his saliva soaked anus. He watched it tense and close for a second as Jamie let out a quick little giggle with his bloated head still in his mouth. The vibration made Sam twitch and he felt the tickle of precum coax its way up his shaft and dribble out of his slit only to be lapped up and swallowed by the eleven year old boy.

 

Eager to get his dick back in Sam's mouth again Jamie scooted back and squashed his small balls against his nose as he felt the man's middle finger circle and then press against his fuck hole teasingly. The other hand went between them to his cock and Sam pulled it down, stretching the tendons at the root of his penis until it pointed vertically at his mouth and sucked him in all the way to the base in one single fluid motion. At the same time he penetrated the tight ring of his anus and sank in to the second knuckle with ease causing Jamie to gasp around his prick and tense for a brief second letting him push in even further.

 

As much as he'd enjoyed last night, sucking Jamie off until he orgasmed in his mouth while he slept, this was so much better. Having him move above him and moaning softly around his cock Sam luxuriated in the simple fact that he wanted this as much as he did. He was awake and vividly aware of everything that was happening and knew exactly what was in store for him once he got off in Sam's mouth. His hand started moving again, slowly sliding his skin up and down his solid shaft as Sam rolled his head back and forth sucking him from his glans to the root of his cock over and over as he twisted his finger in his ass. Jamie's erection surged each time he rubbed over the small acorn of his prostate eliciting a guttural groan of pleasure from deep in his throat and his ragged breath came in quick short gasps through his nose. He pushed out when he felt the second finger forcing its way past his elastic ring allowing it to easily slide in alongside the other before Sam scissored them apart beginning to stretch him open ready to fuck.

 

But Sam didn't want him too loose. Pushing into him when he was still a little tight was far more enjoyable and satisfying, so with some effort he eased his fingers back until they came free. Holding Jamie by the hips he gently pushed him up and out of his mouth and licked his lips still tasting him there.

 

"Why'd you stop?" Jamie asked after taking his own cock from his warm succulent mouth and turned his head back to face him.

 

"'Cos I want you to turn around so I can suck you properly."

 

Jamie let go of his wet and glistening penis and hefted himself up on his arms dragging a leg over his body spinning around so fast to straddle him again that he lost his balance and fell forward. His hands shot out to catch himself but they landed on the pillow under Sam's head and sank in doing nothing to arrest his forward movement. Their foreheads cracked together with a hollow thwack.

 

"Owww..."

 

"Shit!" Sam grunted as his hands went to the boy's slender waist and held him. "You okay buddy?" He asked stroking up his back to Jamie's shoulders from under his arms.

 

"Yeah. That hurt."

 

Sam smiled. "Let me kiss it better." He reached up and planted a kiss on his forehead and whispered into his ear. "You are so beautiful Jamie. You know I love you yeah?"

 

He could see the quick come-back forming in his mind by the expression on his gorgeous young face. He expected him to brush off his words by casually ignoring them or saying something flippant, but what came out made Sam happier than he'd ever felt. "I love you too."

 

For a moment they just looked at each other with such longing until Sam finally grinned. "Good. Now bring that thing up here so I can suck it."

 

Walking his hands up the pillow to the headboard and then onto the wall behind Sam Jamie lifted up and crawled forward shuffling his knees until they were tucked in at his pits. Seeing his body like this; naked and hot and so alive and radiant had Sam on fire with lustful desire for his completely smooth and hairless prepubescent body. His waist was slim and narrow like a dancers with his firm muscles hidden just beneath the surface, the shallow twin crevasses of his abdominal `V' pointing to the smooth expanse of his bald pubic mound and his jutting penis now aimed squarely at his waiting mouth. Sam's hands went to Jamie's hips and ass and pulled him forward but instead of taking his hard dick in he twisted his head and buried his face into the crease of his leg and sucked at his small compact balls licking and tickling him with his tongue.

 

Jamie shivered, a quiet little giggle escaping his lips as he looked down watching Sam open his mouth devour his nuts fully with his hard sex lying beside his nose and over one eye. He felt his tongue circling and rolling them around inside and his lips closed behind them like he'd done the last time they'd had sex fully prepared now for the intense pleasure of having Sam pull down stretching his scrotum with his balls trapped behind his teeth.

 

He hissed at the delightful hurt in his groin loving how much it made him want Sam to do it again when the pressure eased, only to suck in another deep stuttered breath when his aching dick was swallowed to the hilt in Sam's mouth. With his head bent down watching Jamie slowly pulled the wet slick shaft of his dick back until just his glans remained. He thrust forward again revelling in the heat of Sam's suctioning mouth and tongue that slid over his length as he crushed his groin against his lips. Again and again he repeated the movement with Sam's hands at his hips directing his speed with small amounts of pressure from his thumbs in front and fingers digging into his cheeks behind. Each time he sunk in he pushed a little harder feeling Sam's heavy breath on his groin and the tip of his tongue skimming along his length and then flicking back and forth rapidly at the underside of his small cherry glans.

 

Like Sam had done when he fucked him on his back that first time, Jamie kept his head down watching his dick slide in and out of his mouth fuelling the increasingly lustful need to get off. He kept one hand laid flat on the wall and brought the other down to Sam's head as he lent back a bit, twisting his body to look down from the side which put the entirety of his smooth groin, abdomen and chest on full view to Sam's hungry eyes. With the need to control the boy's speed no longer a necessity he brought one hand around to the front circling his fingers over the soft tender skin of his navel and his thumb beneath Jamie's cock. He massaged the root of his sex just above his sexually aroused small hairless balls, pressing in hard exciting his already stimulated prostate as Jamie stabbed into his mouth taking longer and longer strokes the closer he came to achieving orgasm.

 

The only thing more exhilarating than his own mind-blowing climax while being buried balls deep in a boy's exquisitely tight ass was being the one responsible for giving him those same feelings in return. Jamie slammed his groin into Sam's face squashing his balls on his chin, straining to push in further and clutched at his hair as his throbbing erection quivered and pulsed in his mouth expelling a single thin squirt of sweetly salted boy cum to the back of his tongue. This time however Jamie was wide awake and he felt it; the sensation of something being forced through the narrow tubes of his dick and shooting out on the first pulse and then nothing, just the dry agonising delight of orgasm with his rigid cock jumping wildly trapped in Sam's sucking mouth.

 

Jamie let out a long gurgling moan as he came and Sam held him still keeping him buried with his lips tight, cheeks caved in surrounding his hardness and relished feeling the boy reach his peak in orgasm. There was nothing that turned Sam on more than seeing a boy who had yet to sprout even the barest hint of pubic hair come with little more than a thin watery spurt and he felt the need to fuck rising up from deep in his groin. Even before Jamie opened his eyes Sam was pushing his hips away letting the wet length of his penis slip from his mouth.

 

"Turn around kiddo," Sam moaned in heat. "I really need to fuck you now."

 

And Jamie had done exactly what he'd asked. He'd lifted one leg over, turned around and after Sam had pushed himself up further on the bed with his head and shoulder resting on the pillows and headboard, he'd straddled Sam again with his back to him. Squatting over his cock with one hand in front on his thigh and feet planted either side of his hips he'd grasped Sam's rampant erection in his fist from behind and held it up aiming it directly at his slightly dilated fuck hole. For Sam the sight was incredibly erotic watching a boy eagerly open himself up as Jamie did now with his other hand coming around to spread his cheeks apart ready for a man to make love to him.

 

Sam did nothing to assist except stroke his hands up and down his smooth back as his boated head slipped between Jamie's lube-slicked cheeks and dipped into the shallow depression of his anus before the boy pushed down. And now, after only a couple minutes of slowly easing in, and with Jamie laying back on him with his head held sideways and their mouths together Sam groped at his wilting cock and balls as he heaved up into him. Lifting his knees off the mattress a few inches Sam spread his legs, gaining leverage while using the hand covering Jamie's groin to crush the boy's ass down on his cock. At the same time and with his feet still planted firmly outside Sam's thighs Jamie used them to leaver himself up on each withdrawal, his legs wide open and with the man's hand groping and squeezing his small balls, he slammed his ass back down against his crotch. For Jamie the sensation was incredible; his ass relaxed going down and he felt every inch slide in filling him up, but for Sam it had the opposite effect. His clamping muscle tensed and gripped his cock like a vice as Jamie lifted up dragging along his shaft as he withdrew, but then vanished in an instant when he dropped back down onto him.

 

"Jamie..." Sam groaned in a stuttered breath pulling his mouth away. He held the boy still with a hand on his chest and the other still covering his sex feeling the weight of him pressing down onto his body and the heat that radiated off him. "I wanna see your face when I cum in you okay kiddo?"

 

Jamie nodded his head next to Sam's and smiled weakly with his firm young chest rising and falling in deep shuddering breaths. "Okay..."

 

Sam pulled Jamie's head forward and covered his mouth with his own pressing into him and felt the boy's tongue come forward as he rolled them both onto their side still holding onto him possessively between his legs. His rock hard cock slid back as Jamie's body settled lower into the mattress beside him but the gripping band of his anus tightened holding him refusing to let go. Sam quietly laughed into the boy's mouth and lifted up until his lips were barely grazing his.

 

"'C'mon buddy, I gotta take it out so I can get over you."

 

Jamie sucked his wet lips between his teeth and ran the tip of his tongue across them before swallowing. "On my back?" Jamie asked relaxing the muscle in his ass and let Sam ease out with a wicked grin spreading across his sweet youthfully handsome face.

 

"Uh-huh." Sam smiled pushing himself up as Jamie rolled onto his back and quickly leant over him again with his weight on his arms. He lifted first one leg and then the other as he crawled up between the boy's wide open thighs and looked down at him and his sexy as fuck naked preteen body.

 

"God you are so beautiful Jamie."

 

The look he gave him was a bemused impatience, but the chocolate pools of his eyes shone and sparkled with both a longing to have Sam's cock in him again and in recognition of his love.

 

"Whatever..." He droned out as his stomach tensed lifting his legs up around Sam's waist and hooked his feet together behind him. "Don't stop till you do it in me this time okay?"

 

"I won't..." Sam whispered and lent down into his throat as Jamie craned his head back letting him kiss and lick him there. Putting all his weight on one arm Sam stroked his fingers over Jamie's boyishly muscled shoulder and pulled the jade pendant from where it'd fallen to lay it on his chest lifting up with his mouth next to his ear feeling the diamond stud with his lips. "You ready to get your cute little ass fucked Tiger?"

 

"Uh-huh." Jamie said turning his head and reached his arms up around Sam's head pulling him down until their noses touched. "I like doing it this way better."

 

"Me too." Sam answered opening his mouth when they came together and turned his head to press into the soft hollow of Jamie's cheeks. His lips were wet and sweet tasting and moved with his jaw with his small slippery tongue coming forward between them flicking back and forth over his own. The hot breath on his cheek fuelled Sam on and he reached down between them as he shuffled forward to bring his cock closer to Jamie's waiting fuck hole having to arch his back to keep his mouth on the boy's lips. As often as Sam had kissed him like this it always turned him on so fucking much that he trembled thinking about how sexy and hot and how unbelievably lucky he was to have a young gay boy like Jamie wanting him to make love to his preteen body.

 

Without removing his lips from Jamie's Sam eased forward and felt the heat of his anus surround his glans as he breached the barrier of the slick elastic ring of his hole. "God Jamie..." He breathed into his mouth. "I love you so fucking much..."

 

With agonising slowness he sank in an inch with each breath feeling the constricting muscle grip him tightly around his shaft as he pushed through into the yielding softness beyond. Jamie moaned from the back of his throat, his breath coming in short pants through his nose and relaxed his legs around his waist allowing Sam to sink in deeper until his balls were squashed against his upturned ass. All six and a half inches were inside the eleven year old boy beneath him and Sam could feel them all; from the tip of his glans surrounded by the most luxurious cushion of molten flesh, the firm clenching pressure of his muscle around his shaft all the way down to the band of his anus chocking his erection like a cock-ring a size too small. This was where he belonged, Sam thought; his steel-like maleness buried to the hilt in the body of a young boy that he knew and loved so much that it felt like a part of him had been missing his whole life.

 

He lifted away from Jamie's mouth and bent his head down looking between his raised body at where they joined. The boy's penis was limp and flaccid lying on his bald flat mound but his small balls were drawn up tight against his groin in evident arousal with Sam's navel pressing into them between his silky smooth thighs. He looked up then into his wide open and bright caramel chocolate eyes. "You feel so good baby."

 

Jamie gasped and bit his bottom lip as Sam flexed his cock inside him and ground harder into his ass for a second before sliding out an inch and then back in. His mouth opened in surprised pleasure and he let out a slow breath, his head tilted back just a little bringing his arms back down between them with his hands flat on Sam's chest. He did it again and watched Jamie's face as he slowly began fucking him and pushing his groin into his ass moving from side to side.

 

"You like that?" Sam whispered down into his face in absolute awe of just how gorgeous he really was.

 

"Uh-huh... Do it again." He moaned barely above a whisper and then bit his lower lip when he did.

 

Everything about him excited Sam from his beautiful and radiant face flushed in the heat of sexual arousal, the sleek smoothness of his preteen body as he moved beneath him and the object of his desire; the part that responded to his touch as well as the tight gripping warmth of his anus. But it was the boy himself that Sam loved; his courageous curiosity and the bubbly lively personality that overflowed and infected everyone else around him. He was kind and caring just like his Mom had said he was yet he could also be cunning and manipulative when he wanted something bad enough. He'd proven that fact easily enough when he'd talked his way into Sam's apartment and practically offered himself to him lying back on his bed beckoning him to take what he so obviously wanted.

 

Two inches out now and then back in watching his face. Sam's forehead came down on his, head turned looking between them as he slipped back again and pushed home until Jamie's ass cheeks flattened against his groin. Again and again he moved, slowly easing out and then shoving back into the velvety heat of his gripping hole and squashing the small globe of his baby balls beneath. Jamie's head came up off the pillow seeking his mouth and Sam turned into him sinking into the hollows of his cheeks as he pulled out further now, almost half way before driving back in.

 

Jamie's heels dug into his lower back with his knees up under Sam's arms and moaned into his mouth in a deep throaty rasp as he pulled back until his thick bloated head caught and then sank back in to the hilt in one fluid motion. As soon as he punched through the clamping muscle of his sphincter it tightened around him again, squeezing and rolling along his rigid shaft and his lower body curled up to meet his groin. Sam felt it again like he'd done before; the gradual relaxing of his anus and the loosening of his elastic lips caving in and out as he fucked back and forth with ever increasing speed. He could thrust in harder now, smacking his groin against Jamie's ass with hollow slapping sounds causing the boy to grunt with each stroke and his cock slid effortlessly in and out over and over again.

 

The boy's penis was still limp between them and Sam pushed up on his arms raising himself over Jamie's prone body looking down at it, and although he still felt as tight as when he'd first pushed in, his cock slid through with little resistance. It was like bathing in liquid silk, the heat inside him surrounding his straining cock as he plunged in and out but he yearned to feel Jamie's climax grip him as he fucked into him.

 

Stopping all movement for a few brief moments Sam spread his legs wider on the bed lowering his body while as the same time caressing his hands down Jamie's side to his hips and lifted him up to his waist. As if the evidence of just how young Jamie was with his smooth slender form stretched out before him and the bald expanse of his pubis staring him in the face, the ease in which Sam lifted his lightweight body certainly cemented the fact that he was only an eleven year old boy and a long way from becoming a man. With just his head and shoulders still on the mattress Jamie looked up at him, his chocolate eyes a mask of sexual craving and his smoothly boyish chest rising and falling rapidly with his thighs spread wide open around Sam's hips.

 

"Fuck I need to cum inside you Jamie." He growled in longing. Looking down and seeing himself speared into the boy's hot clenching hole made Sam's blood boil and he reached over with a thumb and flipped his small flaccid dick. "Get it hard and jack yourself off okay baby...? I wanna feel you come when I fuck you."

 

"Mm-hmm..." Jamie breathed and reached one hand up between his legs with three fingers squeezing his small hairless balls and used his thumb and index finger to coax his cock back to erection. It took only moments as Sam once again began moving his hips back and forth watching, sliding in and out of his hot sucking hole before it stretched to its full three and a half inch length. But his jacking motion soon stopped and Jamie held his hand palm up to Sam.

 

"Spit." He ordered and Sam obeyed. Quickly, he rubbed his fingers and palm together spreading his saliva and then wrapped his hand around the short length of his prepubescent cock jacking himself off as fast as he could. The small glans of his penis fucked in and out of Jamie's fisted hand as Sam held him tight with his thumbs digging into the soft flesh where his legs met his groin pushing him down as he drove up into him. Jamie's eyes shot open and his mouth gasped when Sam's cock, now angled and pushing upwards slid forcefully across his prostate and then dragged quickly back only to shove back in. Jamie spat in his own palm this time and hurriedly gripped his dick again where it became a blur masturbating himself in a mad frenzy feeling Sam's thick rigid cock thrusting into him harder and harder almost coming completely free before he was all the way inside him again.

 

When Jamie stopped and spat in his palm for a second time Sam let go of him and reached around for the lube. "Use this." He huffed flipping the lid and poured a long slippery river over the boy's red and swollen three and a half inch erection that puddled around his balls and ran down between his legs. Jamie scooped it up and massaged it into his nut sac and up his cock rubbing the palm of his hand over his sensitive glans before curling his fingers once more and began jacking himself again even faster this time.

 

"Ohhh... Man that feels so good Sam..." He moaned with his eyes now closed and teeth clenched tight hissing his pleasure with a stuttered breath.

 

There was no way Sam could last much longer and in an attempt to get the boy to come first he shunted forward a few inches and used his hands to lift and angle Jamie's body so his cock pushed harder into the firm mass of his prostate with each stroke.

 

"Come for me kiddo..." Sam groaned punctuating the first and last words ramming the length of his glistening erection back and forth. Fuck he was so close he could taste it. Three, maybe four more hard thrusts into the boy would be all it took for him to explode in orgasmic release, but before he even got to two he felt the tight muscle of Jamie's sphincter clamp down on him like a vice and the boy shuddered, his face screwed up in blissful climax and his high pitched moaning accompanied Sam's own shattering ejaculation. The blinding white heat erupting deep in his groin and rocketing up through his cock spewing his love over Jamie's silken bowels felt like an open fire hydrant gushing high in the air on a hot steamy summer's day. He pulled back once and then shoved in hard again burying his lurching manhood as deep as he could and stayed there for long glorious moments as the rush of climax claimed his mind just as he was claiming Jamie's sweet tender young body.

 

"Fuuuck... Jamie." Sam groaned in anguished pleasure as he came in rolling waves of exquisite pleasure inside the eleven year old boy beneath him. Each electrifying contraction shot another jet of thick creamy cum from his slit that bubbled into the soft fleshy walls of his rectum until all that remained was an oozing dribble that felt almost as good as climax itself. It was over in mere seconds and all too soon the sensations faded to a dull ache in Sam's balls as his cock twitched weakly losing its rigidity of only a few moments ago.

 

When Sam came Jamie's own hand had pulled down squashing his puny balls flat stretching the taut skin of his jerking penis smooth as he trembled through the feelings that coursed through his preteen body. If there was any emission it was soon lost in his hand and the slick lube that coated his quivering cock as he slowly pulled up covering his tender glans and back down again opening his eyes to meet Sam's with his mouth hanging open and smiling. Lose strands of damp dirty blonde hair covered his forehead and eyes as he licked his dry lips with Sam's cock still embedded deep in his fiery hot ass and his cum coating his insides. The tight seal of his anus around Sam's shaft prevented any leakage but that would change once he withdrew. His hole would gape open for a few minutes and some of his love would trickle out of him, but once it closed up or until he pushed it out on the toilet a part of Sam would remain inside him for a while at least. Just the thought of it turned Sam on; for a day or maybe even longer his semen would be there inside him, and if they did it again before he took him home he'd be slick and ready to go.

 

"You okay Tiger?" Sam asked breathing heavily as he eased Jamie's hips back down to the bed leaning in over him on his hands keeping his slowly softening cock embedded in the boy's ass. His face and neck were flushed in post-orgasmic reprieve and his pointed nipples stood out against his chest as Sam reached up and brushed the damp locks of his hair away from his brown radiant eyes.

 

My God he's beautiful, Sam thought silently to himself staring down at him. His skin was still soft and smooth like a babies and he looked so young and innocent even though he knew better. There was no doubt he'd be a star one day or that others would jealously covert his role if he got it while men and young girls both would look at him with lust and desire in their hearts.

 

Jamie nodded licking and wetting his lips. "Uh-huh... That was soooo freaking amazing Sam! Can we do it again? I wanna do it again. Can we, huh? Please? Can we?" He sang playfully and then giggled when he squeezed down on Sam's retreating cock.

 

"Mmmm... Jesus... God, I really wish I could Sweetie." Sam replied in a whisper putting all his weight on one arm reaching down between them to hold his spent cock as he slowly slid out. A quick glance down confirmed what he thought; that even though it was slick and greasy with lube it came away clean and he shifted up so he could lay it beside Jamie's much smaller limp penis over the smooth hairless skin of his mound.

 

"He might be ready to go again when we get back this afternoon."

 

"Back from where?"

 

Sam shrugged his shoulders as he brought his arm back up and pressed a little of his weight down between the boy's legs feeling the warmth of his thighs surround him. "I dunno... I thought maybe we could see if Ash and his Uncle want to meet up or..." Sam grinned, "...We could go out someplace, just the two of us if you wanted?"

 

"You mean like on a date?" Jamie asked with his forehead crinkling raising his eyebrows.

 

"Sure." Sam said liking the idea of taking his boy out for his first date. "I'd love to take you on a date."

 

He grinned then and his eyes took on a mischievous glint. "Aren't you supposed to go on dates before you have sex?"

 

"Ha!" Sam let out a laugh. God he loved his sense of humor. "Usually... But you didn't exactly give me a chance before you jumped my bones did you squirt?"

 

"Didn't hear you complaining..."

 

"How could I? You had your dick in my mouth so fast I'm surprised I don't have whiplash!"

 

From only a few inches away the sheepish look on his face was priceless. "Can I put it in there again now?"

 

Sam could feel Jamie getting hard again and pushing it up against his groin. "No! I'm hungry and I need more than that tiny little squirt you just gave me." He said smiling not sure if Jamie actually knew he'd cum a little in his mouth. "Did you feel it?"

 

"I think so..." His beaming face and radiant eyes betrayed the pride of his first conscious ejaculation however small it'd been. "Did it taste goooood?"

 

"It tasted great... just like you." Sam said leaning down kissing his mouth trapping his bottom lip between his own and ran the tip of his tongue across it. He breathed in the sweet musk of his sweat as he brushed down along his cheek bringing his mouth closer to his ear. "So how about it? You wanna go on a date with me today?"

 

Jamie nodded his head. "Where? Like the movies or something?"

 

"Not the movies buddy..." Sam said grinning and licked his way back up to his lips. "I wanna hang out with you and talk and do something fun."

 

"Like what?"

 

"I dunno... We could have lunch and then go for a walk in the park or go somewhere you haven't been..." He lifted his head up again looking down at him. "Remember, we've got all day." Sam said reminding the eleven year old boy. "Your Mom's not expecting us back till dinner so we can come back here after our date if you wanted."

 

"For real?" Jamie asked not even trying to hide the excitement plastered across his face. Sam nodded his head in the affirmative rubbing his nose against his. It felt so good being this close to him laying between his open legs and feeling the boy's small erection poking him in the stomach. "Awesome... Are we gonna do sex again when we get back?"

 

Sam pretended to look confused and scrunched up his eyebrows pulling away from his face a few inches. "Isn't that what people are supposed to do after a date?"

 

Jamie eagerly nodded his head up and down smiling. "Uh-huh."

 

"Well, I guess we have to then." Sam grinned. "Have a think about what you wanna do okay? I'll start us some breakfast but I think it's probably a good idea if you go take another quick shower."

 

"Okay." Sam could see the ideas already swimming around in his head. "Can it be anything?"

 

"Within reason... But nothing that'd get me arrested. Oh, and there's some of that cream by the sink... Put some on after you get out of the shower okay?"

 

 

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After planting another lingering kiss on his soft full lips Sam rolled off him to get up and watched as Jamie bounded off the bed heading for the open bathroom before getting dressed. Slowly walking down the stairs he pulled his phone from his pocket and lent in over the kitchen island browsing the internet looking for things he and Jamie could do together. It was doubtful that the boy would come up with anything on his own so Sam made sure he had a couple options up his sleeve depending on whatever Jamie came up with. He'd taken the bacon from the fridge, put a pot on the stove filled with water and setting it to boil and had started cutting up fresh pineapple, strawberries and grapes before he even heard the shower start up. Obviously he'd sat on the toilet a while first.

 

When the bagels were toasted Sam dropped two eggs into the boiling water after stirring it into a whirlpool just as the bacon was done in the oven grill. He chopped up fresh coriander taken from the herb wall growing just outside on the deck and once it was ready he plated up on oversized while plates and set them on the table with almost perfect timing. Jamie came thundering down the stairs from the mezzanine bedroom in bare feet wearing a pair of skin tight light blue and white plaid trousers that reached only as far as mid-shin and a long sleeved white patterned shirt with his blonde hair still damp and slightly darker in color. Sam was just finishing sprinkling the coriander over the poached eggs when he looked up and smiled at the vision of innocent youthful beauty. Jamie hadn't bothered buttoning his shirt and as the tails flapped behind him a two or three inch gap provided Sam with a tantalizing view of his smoothly toned chest and firm flat stomach as well as his small sexy little innie belly button. Sam assumed he wore no underwear since he hadn't taken any off the boy last night when he'd undressed him, and the proof was obvious in the small lump at his front that clearly revealed the shape of his penis. That he'd woken up beside him and made love to the boy left him lost for words. It was his greatest fantasy come true, but more than that it was simply being with him that gave Sam the greatest sense of finally belonging to someone and being home again.

 

"I looove bacon..." Jamie said eying the food on the table and Sam noted he now had his phone in his hand as he plonked himself down in `his' seat. "Smells really good."

 

"You gonna text Ash and see if they wanted to join us today?" Sam asked sitting down at the head of the table next to him. While he wanted to see Ash and maybe have a little fun with him he wasn't sure how he felt about Ty being there too. On one hand it was kinda hot knowing he was also a lover of young boys and that he'd probably spent the night fucking Ash, but at the same time he felt a little nervous talking so openly about it with him.

 

"I already did before I got in the shower." Jamie said around a mouthful of bagel and egg whose yoke was now spreading across his plate. "He hasn't texted back yet."

 

Sam cut a piece of bagel and murdered his own egg on his plate thinking Jamie's young boyfriend was probably either fast asleep after a night of sex or he had his ass full of Ty's cock right now. "Let's give them an hour and if we don't hear back we'll just head out on our own. Any ideas what you wanted to do today?"

 

As soon as he'd asked the question he saw the look on Jamie's face and knew that whatever he said next was going to be good. The corner of his mouth lifted in a smirk and his eyes gleamed mischievously. "You."

 

"What?" Sam asked.

 

"I wanna do you today."

 

It took a second for Sam to realize what he was talking about and when he did he smiled back at the boy. "I thought you and Ash agreed to do that together." He asked watching as Jamie shoved a whole strip of bacon into his mouth and chewed while shrugging his shoulders.

 

"Yeah..." He chewed some more still smiling at Sam. "But I thought we'd do it today and he's not here and I really wanna do it to you." Fuck it was hot hearing a boy say he wanted to stick his hard little boner up his adult ass. "We can still both do it another time can't we?"

 

"Of course... I figured you'd want to do it more than once."

 

Jamie grinned wide. "Cool." He popped a large chunk of pineapple into his mouth and Sam smirked watching him shift around in his seat knowing he was fighting an erection under the tight confines of his trousers.

 

After a few seconds silence Jamie leaned back in his chair having finished his breakfast while Sam still had a few pieces of fruit left. He pushed his plate towards him and let him finish it off.

 

"So, have you thought what you'd like to do today?"

 

Jamie shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno... Can we go for a ride on your bike?"

 

"Sure. Where'd you like to go?"

 

Again he shrugged. "Wherever you want."

 

"C'mon sport," Sam looked at him and put his elbows on the table reaching across to swipe his thumb just below his bottom lip wiping away the juice from the pineapple. "There must be somewhere you wanna go."

 

Jamie grinned as Sam held his thump up to his mouth and let him slide it inside. He licked it with his tongue and sucked it before pulling back and dropping a hand down below the table.

 

"We could go to Washington Square Park and I could watch you draw like when I first met you."

 

"Sure, we could do that." Sam said quietly unable to look away from the expressive pools of his soft chocolate eyes. He felt such love for him knowing Jamie just wanted to be with him and in some way to recreate the experience of their meeting. Sam had spent a great deal of time at Washington Square Park drawing and knew the locals used it far more than tourists. It was more relaxed without the hustle of city life, full of families and street performers and Sam much preferred it to Central Park. Plus, one of the things Sam had found on his phone was a dance show at a small independent theatre in Greenwich Village just across the street from Washington Square Park that he thought Jamie would like. The description was modern contemporary and experimental and even though Sam knew almost nothing about dancing it looked intriguing.

 

"How'd you like to go to a dance show I found first?"

 

"What kinda dance show?" Jamie asked raising his eyebrows suddenly looking interested.

 

"Here," Sam answered pulling his phone back out and bringing up the page. "Looks kinda cool."

 

Jamie took the phone from him and studied the page up close. He flipped back and forth reading and looking at the pictures before looking over the top at Sam. "It's like what we do at Xandia's."

 

"I know. That's why I picked it `cos I thought you'd enjoy seeing it."

 

"You really wanna go?"

 

"Sure. We can get something to eat after and then go to the park for a while."

 

"Are you going to take your drawing stuff?" Jamie asked putting the phone down on the table between them.

 

"Uh-huh... But you have to promise you'll let me draw you again."

 

"And then we can come back here?"

 

Sam nodded his head knowing exactly what Jamie would want when they got back. "Did you want to try texting Ash again?"

 

"No..." Jamie grinned shaking his head. "He's probably still doing it with his Uncle."

 

"Yeah, probably." Sam laughed. "Just you and me then huh kiddo?"

 

"Yep!"

 

 

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Just under half an hour later they were weaving their way through light traffic up 12^th avenue under a dull sky with Jamie's arms wrapped around Sam's middle. His hands were clutched together just above his crotch under the backpack containing his sketchbook and other things that Sam wore at his front. Jamie had sweet-talked him into taking him for a ride before heading to Greenwich Village which was only a few minutes away from Sam's place and they soon found themselves travelling north until they got as far as the USS Intrepid tied up as it always was at pier 86.

 

Before they'd left and while Sam waited for Jamie to find the cap Quinn had given him for his birthday and retrieved his tiny little ankle socks and vividly bright multi-colored Vans he'd texted the boy's Mom telling her of their plans for the day. But before he pressed send he deleted it and started again deciding to trust his instinct about her apparent approval of both her son's and Sam's interest in each other.

 

Hey Shell... Hope you had a good night J

Jamie and I are heading out on a `date' to a show and WSP.

I'll have him home by 6. Love you.

 

He'd waited for a minute and saw the three little dots appear on his screen meaning Shell was typing a response, but then they disappeared and started up again only to disappear once more. She was obviously putting some thought into it. Finally her reply came and Sam breathed out in relief.

 

Wow, a date huh? You'd make a cute couple!

Enjoy yourselves and don't worry if you're a bit late.

Did he wake up after I left last night?

 

A couple... She probably knew he'd had anal sex with her son already after the laundry comment yesterday, but to play all girly like it was no big deal and call it cute? Shell was a whole lot more open-minded than Sam had ever given her credit for. He replied back.

 

Nah he was out all night – but he made up for it when

he woke up this morning. I made us breakfast and he decided he

wanted me to take him on a date J Just about to leave.

I'll text when we're on the way home.

 

Her response had been immediate but completely ignored the obvious reference to them having sex this morning.

 

He always gets what he wants...

Have fun. C U tonight.

 

Sam turned left and pulled into the entrance riding slowly up the pavement and stopped beside the gangplank of the USS Growler opposite the towering aircraft carrier. Both helmeted heads looked up taking in the awesome sight of the warship and Sam shut off the engine so they could hear each other.

 

"Cool huh?" Sam asked twisting his upper body to look back at Jamie sat behind him. "Wanna take a walk up and down the pier?"

 

The helmet bobbed up and down enthusiastically. "Can you help take this off?" His muffled voice sounded as he pulled at the strap under his chin.

 

"Sure." Sam said planting both feet on the concrete and stood up giving Jamie room. "Hop off squirt."

 

Jamie slid off and stood beside him as Sam lifted a leg over and took the backpack off before sitting back on the seat facing him. God he had a sexy body. Wearing the white floral patterned shirt and light blue plaid skin-tight pants and Van's, anyone who hadn't seen him naked would still know he had a killer preteen body hidden underneath. Sam reached up under his chin and pulled him close enough that the boy's crotch pressed into the top of one thigh. He removed his own helmet and hung it off a handlebar before loosening the straps on Jamie's, threading them back through the loops and lifted the helmet off his head and hung it on the other side. His face was hot and sweaty and his hair was a damp tangled mess but after a quick combing of his fingers through it Jamie had it mostly under control.

 

"Better?"

 

"Yeah." Jamie smiled from only a few inches away. Sam could smell him and wanted to lean forward and kiss his full red lips cradling his cheeks in his hands.

 

"Shall we?" Sam eased forward and stood up as Jamie took a step back and held out his hand to the boy. Their hands came together and their fingers intertwined, one much smaller than the other and they walked slowly towards the bow of the mammoth ship in stride with each other. They talked about the day at the beach yesterday and the last week of school before summer break started and that he'd be starting seventh grade when he went back. Jesus, Sam thought to himself. I'm fucking a sixth grader.

 

"Mom says if I get to be in Buck Rodgers they want to start filing soon and I'll have to live in Toronto for like four months."

 

"Yeah, I know Sport." Sam said looking down at him knowing exactly what was on his mind. It was the exact same thing on Sam's mind too; that except for a few weekends here and there when he came back to see his Mom they'd hardly see each other while he was away. From the little Shell and Ty had told him he knew it was going to be an intense filming schedule to try and meet a Christmas release, and even though only six episodes were planned for the first season Jamie would be pushed hard every single day.

 

"Will you come visit me if I get it?"

 

Ty had told him that Jamie's main rival for the part had already dropped out and that the role was probably already his but he couldn't tell him. "Of course I will! I'll visit as often as they'll let me... Maybe I can sneak into your room at night." He whispered the last part leaning in closer to him.

 

"You better!" Jamie giggled boyishly and gripped his hand tighter.

 

They walked back mostly in silence as Sam stole quick glances down feeling an exhilarating adrenaline rush knowing that when they got back to his apartment Jamie was going to fuck him. Even just thinking about it turned him on so much that he had to put his free hand in his pocket and pull the elastic of his briefs out a bit to make room for his growing erection. Back at the bike he helped Jamie with his helmet and started it up once they'd mounted, and turning onto 12^th Avenue they made their way towards Greenwich Village. Before long Sam was pulling up onto the curb on Washington Square South where he knew he could leave his bike for a few hours without worrying about it being clamped. He kicked the stand down resting it on its side and motioned Jamie to hop off before helping him once again with the strap under his chin and pulled his helmet off.

 

"I thought we were going to the dance thing first." Jamie said looking through the trees at the park.

 

"We are buddy, over there." Sam pointed and Jamie turned in the other direction. He saw the flicker of confusion on his face as he turned back around to him.

 

"That's a church."

 

"I'm guessing the theatre's in the basement." Sam said pulling his phone out to make sure he was at the right place. "Yeah, see? The Gym at Judson." He held the phone for Jamie to see.

 

"We don't have to pray or anything do we?"

 

Sam looked at him trying to hold back the grin. Shell had obviously not raised him religious. "No Sport... I don't think they'll make us pray."

 

"Good." Jamie said unzipping and reaching into the small back-pack still held snugly to Sam's front and retrieved the cap Quinn had given him. He shook his head to mess up his his hair and held the cap by the peak pulling it on and adjusting it until it was comfortable. His blonde fringe poked out under the cap and hung loosely over his forehead drawing Sam's gaze to his soft expressive chocolate brown eyes. With the cap Jamie looked younger than he was and standing there in his light blue plaid skin-tight pants and loose white shirt he was sexy as all hell. The top couple buttons on his shirt were open showing off the perfection of his developing chest with the chain of the jade pendant dropping beneath, the sleek curve of his throat and either side the protrusions of his collar bones all washed in a light tan that excited Sam's desire.

 

Jamie caught him looking and smiled. "You're the one who wanted to drag me out on a date." He said dryly giving him a `now-you-have-to-wait' look but Sam knew he was enjoying being out with him.

 

"I know... I just wish I could kiss you right now." Sam said. "C'mon, let's go see if these guys'll be as good as you and Ash."

 

Carrying their helmets and holding hands again they crossed the over into Thompson Street and headed towards a non-descript dark grey door set between a low wrought-iron fence at the corner of the building. Sam held it open for Jamie and ushered him inside putting a hand high up on his back and then moved it to his shoulder pulling him in close to his side. Almost immediately Sam felt the atmosphere envelope him from more than a hundred people crowded into the foyer drinking beer from bottles and milling around talking animatedly. The excitement and anticipation in the room was palatable and Jamie looked up at him with a huge smile looking more than a little overwhelmed at being there. Sam led him over to the ticket booth and having to raise his voice to be heard purchased two tickets handing over his credit card as well as his backpack and helmets. As they squeezed through the throng of people trying to get to the bar they got a few looks, first at Sam but then down to Jamie where their expressions turned to curiosity and even lingering interest by more than just one or two patrons of both sexes.

 

They reached the bar and Sam ordered them both iced Cokes and lent down to Jamie's ear. "You okay squirt?"

 

He nodded his head emphatically grinning from ear to ear. "This is so awesome!" He looked so cute and adorable and innocent but sexy as fuck all at the same time. He was barely even eleven years old but Jamie's sexuality may as well have been written in glowing neon across his forehead and he was sure more than a few people had already figured the boy out. Looking around and sipping on his Coke Sam tried to make sense of the mix of people there. Most were younger than he was; in fact it seemed the average age was probably somewhere around late teens or early twenties with a few who appeared to be around his own age and only a couple that looked older. The vast majority gave the impression of being `artistic', wearing almost threadbare jeans or corduroy trousers with t-shirts or heavily patterned shirts while others were more out there in their appearance. It took a minute for Sam to realize there were very few women in the assembled throng and the more he took notice, the more he became convinced most of the men here were in fact gay.

 

Jamie tugged on his arm and turned facing the bar having come to the same conclusion. "Is this like a gay dance thing or something?"

 

"I dunno... Maybe." Sam whispered down to him loud enough to be heard. He hadn't read the entire synopsis in his hurry to find something Jamie would like, just that it was an experimental performance merging Contemporary, Jazz and Modern dance styles choreographed by an apparently renowned Director. "I swear I didn't know."

 

"It's cool." Jamie grinned looking around again. "I think people are looking at us though."

 

Sam glanced up. "Not us buddy... You."

 

"Whatever..."

 

But before Sam could tell him to look he was interrupted by someone standing at his other side. "Excuse me," The voice said with a slightly feminine tilt. Jamie looked up around him at the same time that Sam turned to see a smooth faced young man no older than seventeen or eighteen years old. He was a few inches shorter than Sam with a slim build but it was clear he was in great shape.

 

"Sorry to interrupt, but I saw you coming in with your helmets. What kind of bike do you have?"

 

He was a little effeminate but still very cute in a boyish way. "Umm... A Triumph Daytona." Sam said feeling Jamie lean around him to get a better look at the teenager. "Why? Do you ride?" Sam doubted it. It looked like he wouldn't've known the difference between a scooter and a Harley.

 

"No." The teen smiled for the first time. "But I've always loved bikes... Is this your son?" He asked giving Jamie a quick glance.

 

Sam looked down at Jamie for a brief second. Even though he'd have loved to have said yes he somehow knew Jamie didn't want to be seen being there with his `Dad'. "No... We're just best buds right sport?" He replied giving Jamie a little nudge with his hips. "He's a dancer and wanted to see the show so I offered to bring him."

 

"You're a dancer?" The teen asked looking interested in Jamie for the first time and got a shy nod in return. "What kind of dancing?"

 

"Like this I think." Jamie said referring to the show they were about to see but sounding a little unsure of himself. "Mostly hip-hop but we do Jazz and Modern too."

 

"Nice." The effeminate boy said looking back at Sam. "I'm Zak by the way." He held his hand out and Sam shook it surprized it was as firm and strong as it was. He'd assumed it'd be weak and limp like his manner suggested but it wasn't.

 

"Sam... And this is Jamie." He said.

 

Was this actually happening? Sam thought to himself. Was I being hit on in front of Jamie by a teenager? He was kinda cute though and under other circumstances he might have been interested, but not today. Not when he was on a date with his boy.

 

There was a second or two of quiet before Zak's attention turned back to Jamie. "So... you wanted to come here and see this?" He asked with an emphasis on whether or not it was Jamie's idea. Sam realized straight away that the question was a loaded gun.

 

Jamie nodded going along with Sam's lie. "Yeah."

 

"You know what it's about right?"

 

He had no idea. "Kinda, I guess."

 

Zak glanced at Sam and then smiled back at Jamie. "That's cool... How old are you?"

 

"Eleven." Jamie said proudly.

 

"Yeah, by three days..." Sam said smiling.

 

Jamie looked up at him with a look of pretend contempt. "So that'd make me... Eleven!"

 

The older teen's face showed his amusement and his admiration. "Shit man... Good on ya dude... I didn't come out till I was like fifteen."

 

If Jamie reacted to Zak's obvious assumption of his sexuality Sam daren't look at him and carried on as if it were no big deal. "How old are you now?" He asked Zak drawing the teen's attention back to him with a coy smile.

 

"Seventeen."

 

Jamie didn't know it but Sam did; seventeen was the age of legal consent in the state of New York, something that he was still six years away from reaching. "You're here by yourself?" Sam asked next.

 

"Not really... I'm one of the dancers."

 

"Oh." Sam's response was drowned out by Jamie suddenly excited voice.

 

"No way! Really?" He came from around Sam's side and stood in front of Zak having to turn his head up to look at him from beneath the peak of his cap eager to be his new best friend. What he'd previously seen as an unwanted interest in his man by another rival was suddenly overlooked and forgotten.

 

When Zak's attention shifted to the eleven year old Sam couldn't help but notice the brief glance down as he appraised Jamie's body lingering for a moment at his crotch and the small but discernible lump of his sex. "Yeah..." He looked back at Sam and smiled realizing he'd been caught looking. "Anyway, I gotta go get ready. You guys should stick around for a bit after... I can introduce you to the others if you wanted."

 

"Sounds good." Sam said not really wanting to have his and Jamie's date hijacked but he said it anyway just to be polite.

 

"Cool man. I'll see you two after then okay?" Zak looked happy. "Hope you enjoy the show little man. Cool shoes by the way!" He said smiling at Jamie and then turned to squeeze through the crowed and was soon lost from sight.

 

Jamie looked down at his rainbow Vans and then tugged on Sam's arm bringing him closer and stood up on his toes to reach his ear. "He liked you. Did you like him?"

 

"Not as much as I like you." Sam said moving back a couple inches where he could see Jamie's eyes and shook his head. "And we're not staying after either."

 

"Good." Jamie grinned. "'Cos I'm not sharing you today."

 

A few minutes later the crowd was ushered down two narrow stairwells to the basement auditorium. It was a large rectangular room with a high bare ceiling criss-crossed with aluminium piping, stage lights and wooden weatherboard walls. The floor was polished concrete with about a third of it covered with a temporary terraced platform and plain metal seating but it was the stage that caught everyone attention as they filed in and took their seats. Sam and Jamie managed to score a place in the third row just to the left of centre after having to navigate their way in the dark just like everyone else whose eyes were all focused on the two stationary figures on stage with single dim spotlight illuminating them.

 

At first glance it appeared as though they were naked, but taking a closer look Sam realized they were wearing skin-toned tight Lycra briefs that hugged every curve and crevasse, including the prominent bulges at their groins. As the crowed settled it was hard to take his eyes off the young men's smooth muscled bodies, their skin glowing in faked bronze under the muted orange light over the rippled six-packs adorning their slim flat stomachs. Sam felt Jamie's hand tighten around his own and chanced a glance his way to see him with his eyes wide as saucers and lips pressed firmly together with an excited smile.

 

Above them, orange slowly turned to red with the sounds of drum sticks clashing together before a sudden eruption of what could only be described as a hundred violins all coming to life at once. The music was disjointed and confusing; drums, violins, cellos and piano all vied for dominance over the songs of recognizable artists, but it was the dance that captured everyone's attention. For the next fifty minutes or so Sam and Jamie watched with rapt awe along with the rest of the audience. It was perhaps the most erotic and sexual display of the male form that Sam had ever seen and at times it boarded on being downright pornographic. After the first few minutes of dance by the two long figures on stage the others streamed in from the wings and Jamie had had to shout for Sam to hear him.

 

"That's Zak!"

 

His build, like half of the dancers on stage was slight but just as toned and defined as the others and his muscles stood out on his arms and legs and his thin slender waist appeared to be only a little thicker than Jamie's. Yet despite his smaller stature and his apparent femininity, what he had below the waist was bigger than most of the other men there. He could clearly make out the tube of his sex pressing against the swelling of his balls in the brief moments he was still enough to look, and for only a second the thought of getting the seventeen year old boy naked in his bed and fucking him entered Sam's mind. That was until he turned to see the eleven year old boy next to him when he lent forward watching with rapt attention pulling Sam's hand in close to his crotch over his thighs. Sam smiled seeing the blunt little tent in his pants trying to rip through the plaid material and stretched a thumb out to graze it up and down the hardened flesh contained within. Jamie looked down and then up at Sam grinning and pulled his hand in closer as his head turned back to the performance on stage. Hidden by both Jamie's small wrist covering his hand and the dark that shrouded them Sam had free reign to use his fingers and thumb to tickle, caress and fondle Jamie's preteen erection for the last ten minutes of the show.

 

From the first touch Sam's presumption of the lack of underwear was confirmed. There was absolutely nothing more than the thin fabric of his skin tight pants between his finger and Jamie's hot preteen erection. During a particularly erotic and loud fifteen seconds Jamie had hurriedly shoved his hand down under his waistband and adjusted himself, yanking his stiff little hard-on vertically against the hidden mound if his bald pubis before pulling Sam's hand back to his groin. He teased him mercilessly stroking up and down the now prominent outline of his short length and wedged his fingers between his thighs to knead at the soft spongy mass of the boy's small balls squashed beneath the taut material of this pants. He paid special attention to the sensitive flesh just below his glans with his thumb and scraped his nail in tiny and erratic circles knowing it would be an exquisite kind of torture for him. It was certainly torture for Sam not being able to touch himself as his cock thickened and grew elongating along his thigh and felt the familiar tingling of his precum move slowly along his shaft only to soak into his briefs.

 

Fondling and caressing Jamie's hardness in public was risky yet the thrill of it was exhilarating knowing that he was getting off on it just as much as Sam was. When the lights started to come up and the music died down and the dancers threw themselves together in what looked like a scene in a mass orgy, Sam slowly withdrew his hand and brought it to his front smiling back at Jamie when he looked up at him with a wicked smile spread across his adorably cute face. The crowd erupted in cheers clapping and both he and Jamie jumped up along with everyone else to show their appreciation of a spectacular performance. The lights flashed back at the audience illuminating them for the dancers to see and straight away he saw Zak meeting his eyes and smiling as his chest heaved in and out catching his breath.

 

Jamie clapped even louder and waved at Zak drawing the seventeen year old's attention whose eyes darted down to his crotch for a second and then back up to his face and winked. Sam looked down too and had to laugh; Jamie's erection was plainly obvious stretching his plaid trousers and making a tent at the tip just below the waistband. They took their bows and turned to the Director who raised his hands in acknowledgment before bowing once more and dispersed into the wings, but not before Zak shot them a meaningful look reminding them of their arrangement to meet up after.

 

As they made their way out and back up to the foyer Jamie's hand found its way back into Sam's and he pulled him down to sing in his ear. "Zak and Sammy up a tree, K I S S I N G..."

 

"Shut up smart ass!" Sam laughed swatting him upside the head and almost knocking his cap off. Jamie giggled as he straightened it again ruffing up his blonde fringe in the process. "So buddy, did you want to stick around and meet up with Zak again or did ya wanna go get something to eat?"

 

"Something to eat." Jamie said without a moment's hesitation and Sam wondered if he actually felt threatened by the older teen or not. Like Zak really stood a chance when he already had the most amazing and beautiful eleven year old boy who not only craved a man's love, but had sought it out and worked his way into his apartment practically begging for sex.

 

"Me too." Sam smiled and directed them towards the ticket booth where they'd left their helmets and Sam's backpack. He felt bad about not staying to at least say goodbye to Zak and thank him for the show, but even that would take more time than Sam was willing to waste.

 

"So, what'd you think?" He asked cautiously once they were outside noting the sky had cleared up and was now bright enough that Sam regretted he'd forgot to bring his sun glasses.

 

Jamie had his hand clasped in Sam's again with the helmet in the other swinging back and forth yet he still managed to walk with a skip and jumped up and down in hyped up excitement. "I loved it! Did you even know it was gonna be gay?"

 

They crossed the street and were walking east down Washington Square South bordering the park. He knew Jamie had been riveted to the show from beginning to end and his arousal had been obvious within only a few minutes. He'd been hard as a rock under his hand as Sam stimulated his erection and he suspected it would've been just as stiff had he not been tickling his penis or massaging his balls with his fingers.

 

"I had no idea buddy," Sam said as he directed them North at the corner. "They were pretty hot don't you think?"

 

"Duh! I was like hard the whole time."

 

"I know."

 

Jamie grinned up at him. "We don't have to go to the park if you didn't want to. We could just go home right now." He said.

 

Home? Was he calling my place home? Sam thought feeling overjoyed that Jamie already thought of his apartment as home. "What, so you can do me?" He asked quietly leaning down a little.

 

"Uh-huh." Jamie nodded furrowing his eyebrows as though he was a dumbass to even question it.

 

"I'm sure you can wait an hour or two, we got plenty of time." Sam winked and kissed the top of his head smelling the perfume of his hair. "Besides, I'm hungry. What'd'ya feel like eating?"

 

Jamie shrugged. "Whatever. Can we get takeaway and eat it at the park?"

 

"Sure," Sam said thinking. He knew the area fairly well. "There's a Chick-Fil-A by the University. That okay?"

 

"Yep."

 

It took them a few minutes to walk the east side of the park and up University Place with Jamie's hand clasped in his own and his fingers intertwined the whole way there. It felt good holding his hand like that, but only he and Jamie would know that it meant so much more than what it appeared. They'd woken up in the same bed together and he'd made love to the just turned eleven year old boy who was eagerly awaiting his own turn to fuck Sam as soon as they got back to his apartment. It wasn't until they'd entered the food court and ordered burgers and fries and a Coke each that Jamie finally let go of his hand. On the way back and just as they were entering the park from the North side under the Arch Jamie pulled out his phone. "Ash still hasn't texted back yet."

 

Sam laughed quietly. "His phone's probably under a pile of clothes on the floor."

 

"Yeah," Jamie sniggered. "And he's prolly under his uncle."

 

That made Sam laugh out loud. "Jesus I love you Jamie." He said still giggling like a schoolgirl wanting to put his arm over his shoulder and squeeze him into his side but he couldn't; they both had their hands full with lunch and their helmets. Instead they hurried through the relatively crowded Square under a now almost cloudless sky weaving around a street busker setting up his guitar and amplifier with a boom-box on the concrete. He was dressed smartly in faded blue jeans, a loud tie-dyed t-shirt and an old looking floppy straw hat perched on his head above a handsome dark skinned face.

 

"When you're done can I watch you draw for a bit?" Jamie asked once they'd reached one of the unoccupied curved bench seats. He quickly pulled his burger out taking a huge bite and chewing with his cheeks bulging.

 

"Sure," Sam said tilting his head slightly to see under the peak of his cap. The whites of his eyes were so bright that they made the chocolate brown seem like liquid pools. God he was so fucking cute and sexy it was difficult not to lean down and kiss him even with his mouth full of food. "Anyone in particular?" He asked wondering if Jamie had already scanned the crowed looking for boys like he'd done as soon as they'd sat down.

 

Just as Sam had suspected there would be there were a few families enjoying the park and the unexpected sunny afternoon and he'd already spied three or four boys around Jamie's age. Two were shirtless weaving in and around the crowds of people on scooters but neither of them were anywhere close to being in the same league as his boy was; at least not in Sam's opinion. Jamie however didn't miss a beat when he grinned and cocked his head to one side nodding at the two tween boys. "Them?"

 

Sam shook his head. "How about them?" He asked pointing with his eyes at a couple of kids around six or seven years old playing in the fountain. A boy with his younger sister, his jeans rolled up above his shins while his sibling's light cotton dress flowed around her as they skipped through the water and splashed each other in joyous laughter. For a minute both Sam and Jamie watched them play as they ate until Sam put his half-finished burger down and pulled his sketchpad and pencils out of the bag at his feet. Jamie brought his legs up and crossed them in front of him sliding sideways into Sam's side and turned his body into him leaning his shoulder against his arm. As he flipped to a blank page resting the sketchpad on a raised leg crossed over his knee Sam readied his pencils on the other side and looked back up at the two kids mentally envisioning the abstract form they'd take in his mind's eye before committing the first stroke of lead on paper.

 

While the noise of the square continued on around them and the street busker started up with his guitar along with music from his boom-box heavy with bass they paid scant attention to it. Jamie watched his hands move as the sweeping lines gradually morphed into recognizable shapes and Sam was keenly aware of his presence snuggled in close with his head turned down against his shoulder. Jamie finished his burger after a few minutes and just as Sam finished the basic outline showing the kid's frenzied movements, their parents gathered them up and ushered them through the crowd towards the exit.

 

"You could just draw me." Jamie said sitting up stretching his legs out onto the bench seat. He was grinning from under the peak of his cap as he lay down on his back putting his head in Sam's lap forcing him to move the sketchbook to one side bringing his legs up again, bent at the knees with his feet planted on the concrete bench.

 

"Not the way I'd like to." Sam winked smiling down at him seeing the expression on his gorgeous face change to excited enthusiasm. He placed his palm flat on Jamie's chest above the boys own hands held loosely together over his stomach and rubbed a thumb over the small point of his nipple.

 

"Nakey you mean?"

 

Sam nodded his head with his face only a foot away from the boy's but unable to lean down and kiss him like he longed to do. The same sense of sudden familiarity hit him again just then at the expression on his face and the crooked tilt of his smile that gnawed at Sam's subconsciousness. Like before it was only fleeting leaving him feeling like he'd missed something important that was right in front of him yet just out of reach.

 

"What?" Jamie asked obviously seeing something in his eyes.

 

"Nothing," Sam said smiling staring back into his deep chocolate pools hoping to capture whatever it was he'd glimpsed again even if only for a moment. "You just remind me of someone that's all."

 

"Who?"

 

"I don't know buddy... you just do."

 

"How can I remind you of someone if you don't know who it is?"

 

Sam shrugged. "I dunno... I just..." He shook his head slowly. "You just do."

 

"You're weird." Jamie said looking up at him from beneath his peaked cap with his head resting in his lap. Sam's fingers inched upwards to the bare skin of his chest between the collar of his shirt and slowly circled there remembering nuzzling into his throat in the throes of sex and biting down so softly into his skin tasting him on his tongue.

 

"Yeah, and you're beautiful." Sam said easing his fingers underneath the sheer fabric of his shirt laying his palm flat on Jamie's upper chest. He turned his hand down over his smooth skin and reached down grazing his fingertips over the soft supple point of his nipple feeling it harden instantly at his touch.

 

The corners of Jamie's eyes crinkled in a tight lipped grin as he turned his head a little pressing into the thickening lump of Sam's swelling cock held uncomfortably in his jeans. "You're getting hard."

 

Sam nodded. "Mmmm... I'm thinking about what you're going to do when we get home."

 

"Me too..." Jamie's grin widened until his teeth were showing with a hand going to his own crotch pulling the front of his trousers out at his groin giving his growing erection the freedom it needed. Just then his head popped up looking down over his chest and between his bent knees towards the first few opening cords of The Script's `Hall of Fame' coming from the street busker's guitar and accompanying piano from his speaker.

 

Sam's hand came free as Jamie so easily lifted himself up using just the muscles in his stomach and sat looking across the short distance to the man playing his guitar with the crowd walking around him as though he weren't even there.

 

"I love this song!" Jamie smiled excitedly back at him before turning around again to the busker as he started singing.

 

You can be the greatest you can be the best, you can be the King Kong banging on your chest...

 

His voice was loud and clear and Sam looked on impressed at the man's natural talent. "He's pretty good huh?" Jamie asked without turning around.

 

"Yeah." Sam said putting his sketchbook in his bag knowing Jamie well enough that any thoughts of sex had vanished as quickly as they'd come and that he'd be on his way over to the street busker within a few seconds.

 

You can beat the World you can beat the war, you can go talk to God go banging on his door...

 

Just as Sam predicted Jamie spun on his ass and hopped up glancing at Sam smiling before he skipped the few meters to where the man was standing next to his speaker and open guitar case with only a few coins scattered at the bottom.

 

You can throw your hands up you can beat the clock, you can move a mountain you can break rocks...

 

He acknowledged Jamie's presence with a nod looking over the rim of his sunglasses as he continued rapping the song and Jamie tipped his head back pointing to a spot next to him and did a little dance silently asking permission to join in.

 

You can be a master don't wait for luck, dedicate yourself and you go find yourself... Standing in the Hall of Fame... Ohh Ohhhhh ohh ohhhhh ohh ohhhhhh...

 

The busker nodded as he sung the chorus smiling and Jamie quickly jumped in alongside him and immediately started dancing with his arms up, pointing at the sky and then ponding his fists against his chest in time with the words.

 

And the World's gonna know your name... `Cos you burn with the brightest flame...

 

Sam strolled across with his backpack slung over his shoulder watching. He saw the look in Jamie's eyes and could see he was enjoying himself as he started dancing with more and more exaggerated moves, bending and ducking and swinging his arms like a rap artist which spurred the busker on to sing louder and play harder.

 

And you'll be on the walls of the Hall of Fame... You can go the distance you can run a mile you can walk straight through Hell with a smile... You can be the hero you can get the gold breaking all the records they thought never be broke...

 

A few people had stopped to watch and Sam stood smiling at his boy in awe of both his tenaciousness and inhibition.

 

Do it for your people do it for your pride... You never gonna know if you never even try... Do it for your Country do it for your name `cos there gonna be a day when... You're standing in the Hall of Fame... Ohh Ohhhhh ohh ohhhhh ohh ohhhhhh... And the World's gonna know your name...

 

By now all Sam could do was watch as Jamie danced without a hint of modesty and the busker's voice rose higher and higher in pitch until a much younger voice joined his in the crescendo.

 

Be a championnnnnn... Be a championnnnnn... Be students be teachers, be politicians be preachers, be believers be leaders be astronauts, be champions be truth seekers...

 

Both Sam and the busker turned to the boy with looks of surprise on their faces. He wasn't good enough to win any competitions but he was far from terrible, and with his looks and the way he was moving it made no difference. Sam looked around him and saw there were far more people paying attention to them than there had been only a minute ago standing in a loose semi-circle surrounding the impromptu performance.

 

The busker turned to Jamie as he danced singing only to the boy beside him now, bending over slightly with his eyes level with the eleven year old's looking him in the face.

 

Standing in the Hall of Fame... And the World's gonna know your name... `Cos you burn with the brightest flame... Dedicate yourself and you go find yourself... Standing in the Hall of Fame...

 

The song ended with a smattering of applause as the two high fived each other and Jamie looked back at him grinning from ear to ear. Sam just smiled back shaking his head and nodded when Jamie mouthed the word `another?' The busker gave him a `Thank you' nod and together they went through his playlist choosing the next song as Sam sat cross legged on the cement taking his sketchbook back out opening to a blank page ready to draw again. The contrast between taller and shorter forms from this angle was something new that Sam liked the look of, and already he had in his mind's eye the still figure of the buster alongside the blurred swath of color that would represent Jamie's moving body. What he hadn't expected was Jamie unbuttoning all of the buttons on his shirt letting it hang loosely at his sides showing off the perfect sculpture of his toned and fit torso and smooth blemish free skin all the way down to the tight waistband of his trousers.

 

"Sam!" Jamie called out to him and when he looked up he saw him grinning crouched down over his heels holding up the busker's phone as if he could read what was on the screen. "This is the song me and Ash did that video for."

 

Of course he had no idea what song it was, nor could he read the screen from where he was but he certainly remembered Jamie and Ash telling him about the singer they'd danced for in a video and how the girl had told Ash he made her wet and had wanted to get into his pants. He remembered Ash's response to that; `who'd want to do it with a girl anyway' which made him smile to himself as he gave Jamie another nod of approval even though he had no idea what he was approving of.

 

They stood back up and the busker hit play before putting his phone down on top of the speaker and grabbed his guitar again just as the first techno beats boomed out. Jamie stood still for the first few bars with only his foot tapping the concrete and then his body began to move, first his shoulders and then his hips and arms and finally his head. He jumped up and twisted landing on his toes and fingertips bringing his chest to the ground and pushed back up as the busker began singing Chris Brown's `Love More'.

 

This song was much faster than the last and soon Jamie was dancing hip-hop style with well-practiced and rehearsed moves that drew more and more people to stop and stare at the blatant sexual overtone of his routine. Sam drew in a hurry, quickly outlining the busker with his guitar and Jamie's frenzied motion smudging the lead with his thumb in thick arching sweeps capturing the boy's flowing shirt as it twisted around him. For a few moments his eyes were glued to the strip of smooth bare skin no wider than a hand-span in width at his chest down to where all of Jamie's firm stomach was revealed for all to see. He looked around noticing that a few younger teens had their phones up recording as the two performed together like they'd practised for hours with Jamie dancing and showing off his sexy hot little body and the busker playing and singing with astounding ability. This guy had some serious talent and Sam briefly wondered why he was busking in a park for money before once again turning back to his page.

 

He briefly stopped again when the crowd took in a collective gasp when Jamie brought his leg all the way up next to his head to point directly at the sky and then fell forward landing on his hands in a split and rolled sideways back onto his feet. Sam turned to a new blank page and begun drawing again with a little more detail this time, the forms resembling human bodies with head and limbs yet keeping the same contrast between taller and shorter, older and younger. When the second song ended Sam had almost finished and pencilled in the last few additions as the crowd clapped and hooted much more vigorously than they had before.

 

After again huddling together both Jamie and the busker agreed on another song while the audience grew around them. Seemingly oblivious to the excited chatter that was rising in volume as the audience waited; their heads were bent over the phone for a good two minutes before they stood back up and saw the throng of people in front of them. Jamie looked across at him with an expression akin to what he was used to seeing on Ash's face and before he even made a move Sam knew exactly what he was going to do and smiled slowly shaking his head. But Jamie just ignored him and lifted his hands to his shoulders and shrugged off his shirt behind his back, slipping his arms out and dropped it on the concrete next to the speaker getting into position beside the busker amidst a couple cat-calls and whistles from a few female members of the audience.

 

While Sam could certainly appreciate their sentiment he suspected that they'd skin him alive if they knew the man sitting cross-legged on the pavement among them had only a few hours earlier fucked the preteen boy standing in front of them. It galled him to think they could whistle and treat him as a sex object without even knowing him but that they judged men like Sam as evil and perverted, but it gave him a certain satisfaction knowing that as soon as they got home he'd be doing it again.

 

Well... maybe it won't be me doing the fucking this time, Sam smiled to himself feeling his cock twitch and expand inside the tight material of his jeans. Jamie stood next to the busker as he hit play with his chin level with the top of the boy's head. There were now perhaps two dozen phones up aimed at the pair as the busker strummed the first notes and immediately started singing the words to Bruno Mars' `Grenade'. For the first twenty seconds Jamie stood stock still with his face down looking at the concrete, but then his whole body came alive all at once when his head came up showing a pained expression as he mouthed the words in sync with the busker's voice.

 

Tossed it in the trash, tossed it in the trash you did...

 

His hands came to his bare chest in small fists with his body twisting at the waist and the busker bent down to him with their eyes level as Sam hurriedly tried to capture the essence of both movement and emotion. He'd switched to thick pastel colored leads drawing in sweeping lines in bold arcs looking up as often as he could to watch Jamie and gaze at his smooth sexy chest and flat muscled stomach as he swayed and hopped and spun with his hair fanning out.

 

I'd catch a grenade for ya... Throw my head on a blade for ya... I'd jump in front of a train for ya... You know I'd do anything for ya

 

The crowd was loving every second of it and when Sam took a brief look around he saw that there was probably close to a hundred people now watching. The image on his page was taking shape and right from the start Sam knew it would form the basis of one of the pieces he was to create for Don. He could already envision it with bold bright colors and abstract forms much like the `Angels in Flight' piece he'd already bought from Shell, but it was still only in his head and he needed to get at least the idea on paper before the song ended and he lost the feeling of the moment. Sam concentrated on his work glancing up at Jamie every so often for only a few brief seconds at a time barely even aware of his performance or seeing the intense look on his face.

 

Black, black, black and blue... Beat me til I'm numb Tell the devil I said hey when you get back to where you're from...
Mad woman, bad woman that's just what you are Yeah you'll smile in my face then rip the breaks out my car...

Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash You tossed it in the trash, yes you did... To give me all your love is all I ever ask

 

When Sam next looked up his eyes drank in the sight of Jamie's sleek body as a surge of excitement shot through him knowing that very shortly the two of them would be alone in his apartment again. No one watching would ever suspect the just turned eleven year old boy dancing in front of them had had Sam's cock up his ass only a few hours ago or that he was in all probability going to fuck an adult for the first time in his life as soon as they left here. Glancing down over the tight stretch of his plaid trousers Sam could clearly see the small bulge of his sex and was surprised to see he was sexually aroused. And not just a little either; the material over his groin held his erection vertical against his bare pubis but there was no mistaking the swelling of flesh underneath letting anyone who cared to look know exactly how big he was.

 

With his lead posed over his paper watching him dance the last few lines of the song Sam let his own imaginations run wild wanting more than ever before to let the boy fuck him. If he could give him even one tenth of the same exquisite joy Sam felt being inside him then he'd let Jamie fuck him as much and as often as he wanted just to see his face when he came in his ass shuddering in blissful climax squirting his thin watery seed into him. Somehow it felt right that they'd be alone the first time Jamie fucked him. With Ash it would just be about sex and getting off, and God knows Sam wanted to fuck the little shit and unload balls deep into him, but for Jamie he wanted it to be just them.

 

If my body was on fire... Ooh you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you love me, you're a liar 'Cause you never ever, ever did...
But darling I'd still catch a grenade for ya... Throw my head on a blade for ya... I'd jump in front of a train for ya... You know I'd do anything for ya

I would go through all this pain... Take a bullet straight through my brain...

Yes I would die for you baby... But you won't do the same

 

Lost in his own World Jamie danced; he danced like there was no one else watching, oblivious to everything and everyone, oblivious even to his own sexual arousal that was so clearly evident at his crotch under the single layer of cloth that covered him. The only thing holding the waistband snug around his hips was a single silver button and the hidden zip fly below as he turned and moved his hot preteen body, his arms beating at his smooth naked chest punctuating the words of the song and all Sam could do was sit cross-legged on the pavement staring in unashamed longing. His dance was reminiscent of the performance they'd just seen and only slightly less evocative, yet he made it his own as he rotated on one foot turning his back to his audience looking over his shoulder before spinning around again with his hands on his ass. The last strum of the busker's guitar was quickly drowned out by the sudden applause from the crowd with Jamie stood there panting with his sleek sexy body on full display looking directly at Sam. His chest heaved and his blonde hair clung to his forehead in damp curls, his torso covered with a light sheen of sweat and his eyes shone brightly but it was his slim muscled stomach that Sam's gaze lingered and the few inches of bare flesh below all the way down to the tight band of his plaid trousers.

 

Jamie took a step towards him but was stopped by a hand on his naked shoulder. The busker lent over and said something to him and Jamie smiled lifting a hand to his cap and pulling it off his head revealing the shaggy locks of his hair plastered to his scalp. Without a hint of modesty he strode to the front row of the crowd and held out his cap, reaching in-between to offer it up to those standing a little further back. Sam watched in astonishment as the cap quickly filled up not with coins but with five, ten and even a couple twenty dollar bills until he skipped back to the busker and tipped it all into the man's open guitar case at his feet. The crowd clapped loudly again as they started to disperse with more than a few following Jamie with their eyes when he picked up his shirt sharing a fist bump with the busker and a few quiet words before finally coming back to where Sam was sitting. He crouched down beside him with only the briefest glance at the picture Sam had drawn and lent into his ear.

 

"You really need to take me back to your place..." He whispered pulling away enough to look directly into his eyes. His next words were laced with a sexual craving more intense than he'd ever heard from him before.

 

"Like, right now."

 

 

 

 

To be continued...