Date: Sat, 13 Nov 2021 03:37:18 +0000
From: Tex Colorado <texcolorado@protonmail.com>
Subject: No Small Affair 3

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No Small Affair 3 (m/b(12) oral, anal)
by Tex Colorado

"You had just been with him," I asked the boy, "that first time, right?"

"What first time? When we did bjs?" Teddy responded, honestly confused.

"No, the next time," I clarified, "the first time that we went all the
way." Then I laid out my insecurity, "When you said that you got yourself
ready for me and that's why you were opened up. Was it really that Rick had
just fucked you?"

The boy gave me a funny look. We had just had sex and it had been the most
relaxed that we'd ever had. No rushing to get back to a friend's house or
to go see Rick. I'd gotten to worship his body in a way that I never had
before, bathing him with my tongue, bringing him to the edge with my lips,
then carefully attending to his posterior, working to loosen him with licks
and fingers. Instead of the gymnastics act that we frequently fell into;
trying every position in an effort to get off quickly, this was slow and
sensual, the movement so natural, until finally he demanded my spunk inside
of him and I exploded, Teddy following suit before the two of us collapsed,
my sweaty, grown-up body surrounding the slender child as we kissed and
tried to catch our breath at the same time.

"Is that a problem?" he finally ask, confirming my suspicions.

"Is that what you tell him too, after you've been with me? That you wanted
to be ready for him?" I asked, honestly more curious than upset.

"Are you mad at me?" he asked, a little apprehensive and maybe a little
annoyed.

"God, no!" I told him, but, trying to be honest, added "Although, the
longer I'm with you, the tougher it is to share." We were quiet then, both
of us staring at the ceiling until I said, "Maybe it's fair to tell him,"
looking over at Teddy, "maybe he should know, at least that it's happening,
not who it is, maybe?"

Teddy looked at me, finally saying simply, "Maybe."

*****

The absolute best time, really the greatest sex of my life, happened in the
boy's own bedroom.

It was another neighborhood party, this one hosted by Teddy's parents. It
was still summer, so the whole thing was outside and, for once, Rick wasn't
there. Without coordinating, the two of us ended up inside, Teddy making an
innocent sounding offer to show me his room in case anyone overheard.

When he closed the door, he turned the lock. It would be easy to unlock
from the outside, but would definitely buy us a couple of minutes. It had
started to cool off a little outside, so he was wearing a baggy hoodie over
elastic-waisted shorts. Standing in front of me he started to shimmy out of
the shorts, dropping his underwear too until his now familiar boner was
peeking out from under the sweatshirt. This half dressed look was kind of a
fetish of mine, so when he grabbed the hem and started to lift I gently
took hold of his wrist and stopped him, "I like you like this," I admitted,
"it's fucking sexy, like I could fuck you right in front of the window and
no one would know."

Teddy glanced at the window across the room, the curtains open, that looked
out across the backyard and the party. I hadn't actually meant it, I just
wanted to explain why I found it exciting, but Teddy had other ideas, "So
if I walked over here," he narrated as he made his way to the window, "and
put my hands right here on the sill. You'd come up behind me and stick your
big dick up my little boyhole?" Teddy had started to enjoy using my
euphemisms for his asshole and it made me so fucking hot you can't imagine.

He put his hands on the edge of the window frame and bent forward slightly,
his hoodie riding up in the back and revealing his adorable
buttcheeks. "Maybe you'd come up and pull open my butt, stick your tongue
in there really hard..." he continued, bending a little farther.

"Fuck, kid," I groaned, "you're gonna give me a fucking heart attack."

"Then you better hurry up," he joked, "I want my butthole licked before you
die," then corrected, "I mean my boycunt!"

I wasn't going to let this opportunity pass, his ass calling to me from
across the room. Stepping up behind him and peering down onto the
houseguests, I realized that no one would ever consider looking up here,
especially in the ebbing sunlight with his room lights out, the strings of
lights across the backyard making it impossible to see us. I ran my hand
through his hair in full view of the party, then down his back and around
to the front, fondling his iron-stiff tube and mushing his mouth-watering
testicles. Then I kneeled down.

Putting one hand on each mound of his tiny ass, I first massaged, earning a
sigh from above, then I did as Teddy predicted, spread his cheeks and
leaned in. No Rick today, his hole nice and tight, no evidence of the
thorough working over he seemed to be getting from both of us. I was amazed
at how well he recovered, his youthful sphincter returning right back to
form, it's owner maintaining a considerable control over the muscular ring.

He was unusually aromatic, his earthy smell hitting my nostrils as I leaned
in, but I wasn't deterred. His cute pucker was too inviting and I had to
take a swipe causing Teddy to gasp. "Dirty Dave, licking my butthole," he
giggled, then groaned when I dug in deeper. I licked the length of his
crack, then encouraged his legs apart slightly to tongue his bulging
perineum. Not able to reach his sack, I went back to his delicious ring and
worked the edges, alternating licking with digging until he started to
spread.

I've mentioned, Teddy was experienced enough that he had a great deal of
voluntary control over his sphincter. It was hot as hell to see him spread
almost at will, but to entice his tiny pucker to relax and welcome further
exploration, that was one of my favorite things to do to the cute child.

Sucking on my finger, I brought it to his willing hole and applied the
smallest pressure, the boy groaning and leaning his forehead against the
glass when I started fucking him with my index finger. "You like that,
little boy?" I asked with a leer.

"Uh, huh," he moaned, then sighed deeply, his body sagging as he let the
sensations take him over. Teddy slid down farther, pushing his ass to me,
meeting my fingers. This let me open his legs a bit more, enough to slip my
head through and let the boy dip his balls into my mouth. I loved his
nuts. They were such a lovely mix between little-boy smooth and adolescent
sag, letting me pull his testicles into my mouth and lavish attention to
them. We were a chorus of slurps and groans and I was about to suggest that
we move to the bed when I heard Teddy gasp and blurt, "Oh my god!"

"Good, huh?" I asked, assuming that it was my doing.

"Rick's here," he answered drearily.

"What!" I said in surprise, "I thought that he wasn't coming."

"He wasn't supposed to," Teddy explained, my fingers still fully implanted
in his warm rectum, "but now he's here."

I was disappointed, assuming that Teddy would put a stop to things, so we
just stayed like that; Teddy looking over the party, me fingering his
butthole. When he didn't make any move or encourage me to withdraw, I got
an idea.

"So he wouldn't be too happy if he came into the room and saw me with my
fingers inside of you, huh?" I asked. Teddy shook his head slowly. Slipping
my fingers out, Teddy gasping at the loss, I got back behind him and said,
"he really wouldn't like this," and dove back in to stab at his now open
anus with my tongue.

"Oh, jeez," he cooed, "oh, man...that's so cool. I love when you lick it."

"I could lick it all day," I told him, taking a break from his back door
but reaching around to handle his steely erection. "I want you to tell me
what Rick is doing and what he'd say if he saw this," I told him, getting
turned on by stealing his boy away right under the old man's nose.

"He's talking to my mom," Teddy said, then gasped when I dug in hard with
my pointed tongue, "oh fuck!" he groaned in appreciation.

"Is it weird seeing a man whose fucked you talking to your mom?" I asked,
then tongued his crack some more.

"Nah," he said, then paused to enjoy my work, "it's been so long, I'm used
to it."

"And what would he say if he walked in here?"

"He'd freak," Teddy answered, "he'd be upset."

"I'd dig in deeper, sink down and suck on your balls," I said before I
demonstrated on Teddy's silky scrotum.

"Oh, yeah," Teddy groaned, "he couldn't stop me, he'd sit and watch."

"Mmmm," I moaned, shocked that he picked up on the excitement of the
illicitness. Letting his testicles escape my lips, I told him, "I want to
fuck you, just like this, watching him," as I scrambled to my feet. The
room had darkened since we started playing around and I could clearly see
out of the window over Teddy's head onto the lit party guests. Rick was
mingling, obviously distracted looking for his missing boy. I watched him
talking to Teddy's dad and was so turned on by the idea of this guy, who
was fucking the man's son almost every day, casually conversing as if
everything was normal. I kept thinking; your son's cock has been in the
mouth that's talking to you.

Teddy had stood up and turned to see what I was doing. I reached into my
pocket and took out the small tube that I'd brought "just-in-case". He
smiled when I squeezed a bit on my finger and told him, "Turn around like
you were," and he put his hands back on the windowsill, his forehead back
pressed into the glass. I spread his cheeks with my left hand and found his
familiar opening with my right index finger. He took me so easily that my
cock swelled even more, knowing that it was quickly going to enter its
favorite place.

"Umph," he grunted when he took the second, pressing himself back to me in
order to force my fingers to reach their deepest, still wanting more. "Just
do it," he said with a groan, "you know I'm ready."

This whole time I'd been working on Teddy, so I hadn't taken a bit of my
own clothes off. Quickly working to undo my pants and drop them to the
floor, I kicked them off, pushed my underwear down to let my hard cock out
and sent them off and into a pile with the pants. I lubed up my cock,
focusing on the tip, but stroking the whole length as Teddy looked at me
over his shoulder. When I was well-greased, I stepped behind the boy, but
realized that our height difference wasn't going to make my planned entry
possible.

Glancing around, I spied a small stool next to his closet that he must use
to get items on higher shelves. I quickly stepped to the closet, grabbed
the stool and brought it back, Teddy watching me the whole way. Putting it
on the ground behind him I said, "Step up here," and patted the stool
before standing back up. It was perfect, his ass sitting just level with my
ready cock. "Yeah, that's it," I purred, "get ready." Teddy shook his butt
a little to entice me, as if it was needed, before stopping and waiting for
my touch.

I had just placed my cockhead at his tender opening when he said, "I don't
have enough grip to hold the window." Looking over him, I saw that at the
higher angle that the stool put him, he was forced to carry a ton of weight
on a very slim strip of wood. I felt like there was an obvious fix.

Stepping around him, and feeling safe in the dark room despite my dick
waving around in front of the window, I unlocked and threw the window open,
exposing a flat sill that Teddy could hold and bringing the sounds of the
party pouring inside. Feeling even dirtier, I resumed my position at his
rear. I ran my hands up under his hoodie to feel his back, Teddy purring at
the touch, then placed my dick at his entrance and began to push forward.

The conversation of the partygoers was so loud that no one made any
reaction when a young voice groaned, "Oh, fuuuuck," through an open window
just over their heads as I slipped slowly but easily into the warm embrace
of Teddy's squishy rectum.

"Oh, god...phew, fuck," I panted softly as he gave way to me. I caught
sight of Rick just as I bottomed out, Teddy grunting when the last inch
slipped past his sphincter. I didn't mention it to Teddy, but I was still
so turned on that I was fucking Rick's boy in full view of the man,
wondering, if he listened hard enough, would he be able to make out the
familiar squeaks from Teddy when I started to fuck him? Or did he only make
those sounds for me, the one that he was choosing, the one who made him
feel so good?

Teddy had lain his head on the windowsill, his hair pressing against the
screen each time that I pushed into him. He was so excited, opening so
easily and groaning loudly, each thrust met with a grunt or a small
cry. The adults were so loud and self absorbed that we didn't have to hold
anything in, there was no possibility of our voices breaking through the
din. But the excitement of doing it right over their heads was doing
something for both of us.

Putting his hands on the sill, Teddy pushed himself up, "I can't lean over
like this anymore," he told me, so I helped him to stand, putting my hand
on his chest and pulling him up, my dick still planted between his cheeks
as I brought him up against me. With the stool under his feet, we were
almost the same height, letting me nibble at his earlobe while I pushed up
his sweatshirt in front, rubbing his tight stomach and hairless pubic pad,
the top of his hard cock touching the back of my hand before I wrapped it
up and stroked him. If it was daylight, the boy would have been on full
display, his body stretched upward, his head turned to me as we mated, me
kissing his cheek until he was able to turn far enough that he could meet
my lips, his erection, that perfect boy-boner, being manipulated by me as
we screwed.

My left hand was up under his hoodie in front, stroking his small chest
down to his belly while I jerked his cock. We could only hold this position
for a minute or so, even though I thought that it was so exciting. Finally
I slipped out, my cock bouncing up when it was released and Teddy gasping
in dissatisfaction. All I could get out was, "Bed." Teddy understood and
got down, holding up his sweatshirt to keep it from the messes starting to
form on both sides of him. I was tempted to get both of us fully naked, but
it made sense in this situation to be ready to dress quickly. If I had been
thinking, we'd have pants around our ankles, but I was too horny to think
of that and it was too late.

He flopped onto the bed, laying on his back, pulling his pillow down to
prop up his head, bringing his knees to his chest and hugging them
tight. I'm not huge on routine in sex, but this bit I liked; Teddy's
position announced, "I'm so excited that I want you to make me cum,"
without saying a word. His smile would look benign to someone else, but to
me, the twinkle in his eye, the subtle naughtiness, all that I saw was a
dirty little boy and I was drawn to him, my cock wet and glistening as I
crawled on the little boy's own bed and positioned myself back at his open
pucker. As soon as I pushed, Teddy opened his legs wide and stared over his
hard cock to watch me enter him.

This was always fun, his wide-eyed wonder at being penetrated, watching
intently as the sight registered with the feeling of being stretched open,
"It only hurts in a good way," was how he described getting fucked to me
once. Only a few crinkles in his chin showed the discomfort, the rest; the
eyes, the smile and the sounds were all joy. I stayed off of him as I
entered so that he could keep watching the joining of our bodies. His head
was bent up on the pillow for a better view and I rolled his ass up to show
as much of my cock to him as possible as it appeared and vanished inside of
his small body.

"Ung, ung, ung," he grunted, his head held up and his neck straining to
keep watching until finally he collapsed back, pushing the pillow away to
lay flat on the bed and he held his arms open to me. I came within reach
and he wrapped me up, pulling us together and even sliding his hand down to
my ass to pull me into him. I started to move again, my thrusts longer,
each push growing harder and the slap of our skin louder.

"Oh, oh...oh Dave," he groaned, taking his hand from my butt and pressing
between us to jerk his smooth tool. He started to shout with each impact
like he was riding his favorite roller coaster, "I love it, Ugh! Fuck yeah!
Oh god! So great, uh, uh, fuck!" his voice rising as we rocked and slapped,
Teddy clenching to me, pulling his body off of the bed to press himself to
me, "I love you, Dave," he panted, leaving me to wonder if it was a
declaration or a mash-up of exclamations. Then he said it again, "I love
you," then the nail in the coffin, he pulled his head beside mine and
whispered, "Cum inside, it's ok, I'm not going with Rick anymore."

I backed up just enough to look him in the eyes and he smiled, confirming
what he'd just said. "Yeah?" I asked and he nodded, "oh baby," I groaned,
"I love you too, Teddy."

"Then fuck me...hard," he said and I immediately laid him back and started
to fuck him as hard and fast as I ever had. He loved every second of the
ride, grunting and swearing as we both got close to the top until I
couldn't stop the inevitable.

"Yeah...shit...Teddy...you're amazing...your ass, kid. Fuck!" I grunted and
he knew that it was coming.

"Do it, fill me, oh!" he shouted as I hit against him faster, my hips
moving on their own as the cum began to rise, finally creeping up the back
of my thighs as I put my lips to the boy's and the sensation flew forward,
me pressed to him, my cock as deep as possible when the first volley shook
my body.

"Oh, Teddy, yes!" I shouted as my cum started to empty into him, every
ounce of me pouring into the child in violent spurts, feeling like so much
cum filled his colon until, finally, I couldn't hold myself up. Collapsing
on him as the last spasms subsided, I recognized the familiar motion of his
hand pulling on his cock between us.

His face was twisted in a full grimace of concentration, and I realized
that I wanted to do right by him, so I sat back and let myself slip out,
Teddy moaning, then I quickly bent down and said, "Shoot your cum in my
mouth," and that was all that he needed. The little boy was flailing away
until he started to gasp and I put my lips over the tip. "Oh!" he cried,
"oh shit..." and the head twitched, the single shot oozing onto my tongue,
firing my tastebuds, his whole body shaking in his beautiful, preteen
climax.

Smacking my lips, I crawled up his body and put my mouth over his for a
short, afterglow kiss, "I love you, baby," I said, "I really do," and say
caressing his body.

"I do too," he answered.

As we sat, I realized that it had grown quieter outside, and I worried
about someone coming to see what was up, but no one investigated. So we
dressed and agreed to rejoin the party separately. Out of no logic, he went
first, leaving me alone in what should be a strange boy's bedroom. I have
no idea why we though that was the better way, but it allowed me to sit at
the window and watch him rejoin the party.

It was incredible to watch the boy, my boy now, walk through a sea of
adults with my load still leaking from his hole. The best moment being when
Rick came up and casually ruffled his hair. Teddy looked at him, looked up
at me in the shadows, then walked away. I almost hoped that the man could
see the wet spot that I knew was growing on Teddy's dark shorts, marking
him as mine.

(Cont)