Date: Sat, 31 Mar 2018 17:21:23 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rolling With a Chubby Boy II

Sorry it's taken so long for this chapter but other things have taken
precedence. The story is going pretty much how I had originally wanted it
to, I hope that it doesn't disappoint.

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Surprisingly enough I didn't have a problem with Fred filming me and Stevie
together especially since his reason was that he was going to be gone for a
few month and was taking it so he would have Stevie with him while he was
gone. Fred assured me that the film would never be made public.

Stevie and I got on the bed and began making out right off the bat. The boy
was a very passionate kisser and began mewing softly as our mouths pressed
against each other and our tongue engaged in the centuries old battle. When
we finally broke it Stevie's head went onto the pillow and I went for his
exposed neck. I'd seen plenty of pictures so knew what to do although I
have to say that instinct was what really drove me.

"Oh god," the boy moaned loudly and wrapped his flabby arms around my head
and held me. I sucked on his neck, kissed on his neck and went back to
kissing and sucking on it. My free hand was roaming up and down his back,
my fingers flexing and relaxing, squeezing his fat into my hand then
letting it go. I roamed down onto his butt and worked the large loose
clumps of flesh and actually let my finger play in his butt crack.

I had never envisioned myself with a fat boy, never. But as I lay there
making out with Stevie I recognized that while I was really having fun it
wasn't all just due to the fact that I was with a boy. I began to
appreciate Stevie's bulk, began to really enjoy being able to have a
handful of pliable flesh between my fingers to knead and grip.  I was kind
of like kneading bread dough and had a good as well as relaxing feel to it.

I moved my head indicating I wanted more kissing and the blonde chubby was
ready as well. As we kissed I rolled Stevie onto his back and was then
above him, holding his body to the bed, albeit not forcing. He moaned
loudly as I kissed him then, forcing my tongue into his mouth. He took it
willingly and began to suck on it like it was a cock which I thought was
about as erotic as all hell. I helped him out a little but sort of pushing
it into his mouth a little like I was tongue fucking him. That earned me
moaning.

I slid my hand to fondle a titty and kneaded that flesh like I had the rest
of him. Stevie's arms were around my back, rubbing and kneading much as I
was doing to him but of course he didn't have anything to really grab on
to. I found his nipple and began pinching it ever so gently then rubbing it
between a finger and thumb. Stevie broke the kiss then.

"Oohhh fuck Paul that feels so good," he panted into my ear. I went back to
kissing him on the neck and got some more moans. I was gearing up to slide
down his body and suck his cock but Stevie had something else in mind.

"Will you suck on my titty please Paul, will you nurse on me?" Certainly I
could and I did. I moved down and began fondling a tit, gently kneading it
before lowering my head and nursing him. Pity his nipple wasn't a little
larger it would have been that much more fun for both of us. Still,
Stevie's moaning and groaning and holding onto my head told me he was
getting off on it. So was I. It would have been like an early pubescent
girl's tit I suppose.

I fondled as I nursed and after a moment I slid my hand down to take hold
of the 13 year old's raging boner and stroke him. More moaning ensued, and
this time accompanied by a thrust of his hips, pushing his cock up into my
hand. I decided that I wanted my mouth filled up more than what his nipple
was able to do and kissed my way down his pale gelanous flesh to his cock.

I turned my head to see his swollen precum seeping cock head right before
my eyes, I took in the side of his piss slit and the very slight, lip like
curve to it's edges. I noticed the tiny bumps that covered the helmet like
flesh and wondered, not for the first time in my life, if they served a
purpose of some kind. I raised up, leaned in and took a swipe with my
tongue, tasting his precum and deciding that it had an almost sweet taste
to it. That done, I closed my mouth over the end and proceeded to suck him
off.

I stroked Stevie's cock as I sucked him, allowed my tongue to explore the
head as I did so. For his part, the boy moaned, held my head, and gently
moved his hips counter to my head bobs. About every 5th or so dip, I took
his entire cock into my mouth and throat which caused loud groans from the
chubby 13 year old.

"Oh my gosh Paul, oh my gosh," he said, his high pitched voice almost
melodic in it's sound. I kept it up for a good 3 minutes before Stevie
announced that he needed to suck on my cock too.

"Maybe we could do a 69 Paul," he suggested after we deep throat kissed for
a brief bit. I agreed and as the boy turned I saw that Fred was busy
filming and stroking his boner.

"It's hot as fuck seeing you with him Paul. Stevie and I both have wanted
to try this and I'm glad we did."

"My too," Stevie said and he settled back down onto the bed. I caught a
glimpse of the video playing out on the wall and watched as a man buried 7
inches of rock hard cock deep into a young boys' asshole and began to power
fuck the kid. The boy was face down on a bed with his legs spread, his
hairless balls resting against the dark red sheet. The man had gotten
between those legs and was above the boy, his cock aimed for the target. I
watched as he penetrated the boy then slowly slid the entire length of it
down into the boys' small body.

Stevie's snuggling close to me brought my attention to his throbbing hard
cock, the head and angry looking red from the blood trapped in it. By that
time he'd already taken hold of my cock and was sucking me. The kid did a
fairly credible job too I must say. I proceeded to do the same thing to
Stevie, swallowing his cock then bobbing my head to and fro on the stiff
flesh. Like me, he had placed the foot of his top leg on the bed so that he
was opened up which allowed my hand free reign to play with his balls. My
top arm was over his waist and was busy kneading the pliable flesh of his
butt cheek and once again I was cognizant of the feelings associated with
being able to grip and grab a handful of him.

I tugged Stevie's nut sac forward and pressed my mouth against the soft
warm flesh and then licked at the eggs a little bit. His cock was alongside
my cheek and somehow I felt excited about that. Can't explain it. I went
back to sucking his cock and fondling his balls.

"You can touch my hole Paul," Stevie said, taking his mouth from my cock
long enough to get the words out then going right back to my cock with
enthusiasm. I did as he requested since a request was how I interpreted
it. The hand that had been playing with his balls moved up along his
perineum while the hand on his butt cheek pulled the flesh to expose the
puckered target and a moment later my finger touched the muscle. As I
rubbed across his asshole Stevie moaned loudly and pulled my ass tighter to
his face, taking half of my cock down his throat. I pressed my finger
against the wrinkled muscle but wasn't really trying to get it inside of
him.

A moment later Fred came into view and set a bottle of lube down on the
bed. I removed my hand from Stevie's ass and indicated to Fred to lube up
my finger, which he did. Once that was done I put my hand back up there and
slipped the finger up the boys' hole causing him to moan loudly. I
continued to suck Stevie's cock while I finger fucked him and of course
that spurned him on to suck me even harder and to gently fuck my mouth.

"Do two fingers Paul," Stevie all but groaned, "put another finger in my
ass." Fred was right there and did the honors when I pulled my finger out
of the boy. A moment later I was gently working them both in through the
out door and once there began to fuck him with them.

We continue to suck cock for a little while longer. The hand that Stevie
was clutching my butt cheek with was kneading and gripping much as I had
been doing to him not 10 minutes before. I noticed that Stevie's breathing
had become quicker and that his mewing sounds had become deeper and more
pronounced. I knew that it wasn't going to be long before he was going to
want me to fuck him and I have to say that the thought of fucking him made
my heart beat even faster. Another couple minutes passed before he made his
proclamation.

I could have engaged in some foreplay. I was interested in licking the
boys' hole to see what that felt like. I would have liked more stroking and
kissing and searching for hot spot, for both of us. But Stevie was a boy
after all and boys were pretty much focused on cumming, on firing off
sperm. Once they're heat level was up, which typically didn't take long,
they were ready for the main course, whatever that might be in a given
moment. I remembered all of this from when I was a boy, which if you
remember, wasn't all that long before my encounter with Stevie.

So, all that said, the boy rolled away from me, his body jiggling like a
human sized bowl of Jello. His eyes were practically shut due to the
feelings of lust that had to be ripping through his barely teenage body.

"Gosh your cock is so huge Paul," Stevie observed.

"Are you a little nervous about that sweet boy," Fred asked and the boy
nodded his head. "Perhaps you could straddle Paul and take his cock in your
body in a way that gives you all of the control, just like the first time I
fucked you."

I thought that was a stellar idea although I was looking forward to having
the young chub on his back with his legs spread and fucking him in a good
old missionary way. But I figured that even if we didn't get there on this
particular insertion there would undoubtedly be at least one more before
the night was out since I had been invited to sleep over. I wasn't sure
what Fred's stamina was, but I knew that I was good for a half dozen
sperming's and I figured that if Stevie was like any other boy, he too
would want, and be able, to go multiple times.

"Okay Fred, that's a good idea. Maybe Paul and I could kiss and stuff and
you could put a dildo in my butt and get me hotter and more ready for his
huge cock." That suggestion seemed to meet with approval from everyone so
Stevie lumbered his body above mine, resting on his hands and knees. He
lowered his upper body, boy titties hanging in the air like grapefruit and
put his mouth against mine. I held on to his head as we kissed and I knew
when Fred and inserted the toy into him because Stevie grunted.

Stevie broke the kiss and pulled his head back up, his eyes closed and
mouth slightly opened and his tongue running across his lower lip. I
reached up and began fondling his titty which caused a little more
moaning. The boy began to rock his body ever so slightly, working his fat
ass against the probing dildo. I chose to fondle his cock as well and found
him to be rock hard, as if there any other option, given the
circumstances. I heard a slight slap and Stevie groaned, and then another
and the boy moaned a little louder. I looked to the other side of the boy
and saw that Fred was slapping Stevie's fat butt, although not hard enough
to cause pain, just enough to enhance his already heated state of mind.

Regardless of all that it didn't take long before Stevie said he was ready
to be fucked. Fred managed to get my cock slathered with lube from head to
root then pulled the dildo out of Stevie's ass and the boy scooted
backwards to meet my cock head. Fred held on to me, keeping my cock upright
while Stevie got to his knees then began to squat down. Between the two of
them they managed to get our bodies to touch. I elected to reach out with
one hand and fondle Stevie's boy boob while the other went south and found
his raging boner and began stroking him, all the while I watched his smooth
round face and the intense concentration that was present there. I felt the
pressure of his asshole against me, then more pressure and in the blink of
an eye my cock head passed through the muscle and lodged in Stevie's young
teenage hole. I was finally inside of a boy.

"Ouchie," Stevie said, his face reflecting the pain he was
feeling. Comparatively speaking my cock head wasn't that much larger than
Fred's so I figured that the boys' reaction was based more on anticipation
of pain than actual pain, but I couldn't be sure. After all, it wasn't my
asshole that had my cock head in it. After about a half minute of
adjustment Stevie started to lower his bulk, albeit slowly, and I continued
to fondle and stroke his body parts. I watched his face, saw pain reflected
for an instant then relax again. About half way down the pain expression
showed itself for a moment then relaxation again. About a minute into the
process Stevie's fat butt rested against me.

"How are you doing sweet boy," Fred asked as he moved to the side of the
bed, reaching out to rub Stevie's head.

"I'm okay Fred," the boy responded. "I got all of Paul's big cock up my
butt."

"You sure did baby boy, you sure did. Is the pain going away?" Stevie
nodded his head then said he was going to fuck me. That said the boy began
to rise and fall on my cock managing about a 3 inch throw. After a bit he
settled back on me then began to thrust his hips to and fro and some
fucking action that way. I moved both hands to Stevie's waist both for the
contact and to encourage the boy and since he had rolls there it was almost
like I had handles to hold onto. All the while his body rippled and
jiggled, his rolls of fat responding to his body movements. Since I had let
go of his cock, Stevie's boner bobbed with every movement while his balls
basically stayed against my belly.

"Gosh my legs are getting tired Paul. Maybe you should fuck me like a boys
is s'pose to be fucked." I agreed, so Stevie lifted up off of my cock and
went down onto the bed, rolling to his back in the process. I rolled as
well and got to my knees and moved between his spread legs. The boy pulled
his legs back so I could see his hole, the puckered muscle shiny from lube
and precum. I moved in and gently inserted my cock and obviously it went in
much easier than the first time.

"God that feels good having your cock back inside of me," he groaned. I
slid my cock all the want into him until my pubic hair was pressed against
his pale fat butt. "Now fuck me Paul, fuck me hard." I did.

It was interesting to watch his belly ripple like waves on a pond each time
I thrust into him. I finally put my hands behind his chubby knees and held
his legs back and began to slam into his tight little asshole. I eventually
slipped my arms under his tree stump legs and put my hands flat on the
bed. From there I had a good long throw and began to really pound him. Soon
the loudest sound in the room was my body slapping against Stevie's which
was accompanied by his heavy breath and load moans.

"Oh God Paul, Oh god fuck me hard, fuck my fat ass hard Paul, make me cry
from your fucking me." I have to say that, while my experience was fairly
limited, fucking Stevie was the best I'd had so far. Of course he was a boy
so that was part of it but he was so tight, and so eager to be fucked that
it all conspired to make it great. Another part of it was watching his body
ripple and his titties shake from the impact of my body slamming into
his. I really hoped that I would be invited to fuck Stevie again and not
just that weekend but future weekends as well.

I fucked the boy for a good 5 minutes during which he moaned and groaned
and even talked a little bit. I watched the emotions play out on his smooth
chubby face, the feelings taking him higher and higher into a fog of
hotness. Stevie finally said that he was ready to cum so I pressed into
him, ground my ass in circles and went back to fucking him. Not 2 minutes
later the boy all but screamed out that he was cumming. It was amazing to
watch, and I swear that the kid actually did shed a tear or two. I could
feel him cumming because his asshole gripped my cock like a vice which in
turn prompted me to cum as well.

"Oh fuck Stevie I'm cumming too." I fucked him hard and began firing globs
of gooey man sperm into his young teen hole.

"I can feel you cumming Paul, I can feel it," Stevie groaned. Stevie's
statement caused my sperming to be even a little better. I continued to
fuck him but 30 seconds later I was spent, all the sperm that was going to
be let loose on that go around was out of my balls and into Stevie's ass. I
continued to move inside of him knowing how important it was, not just for
him but for me as well. I wanted to stay hard, I wanted to keep fucking him
I didn't want it to be over. I suppose that most males felt that way about
their orgasms.

I finally did stop but stayed in position, still deep inside of the
boy. Both of us were panting heavily, Stevie more so than me it seemed. His
eyes were closed and I wondered what was going on in that adolescent
brain. Stevie's hands rested lightly on my forearms and eventually I felt
him squeeze ever so lightly and finally his eyes opened and he gave me a
lopsided silly grin.

"Jesus Christ a'mighty," he said softly.

"I'll say," Fred added and came over and sat on the edge of the bed and
rubbed Stevie's hair, brushing it back, petting his boy. "How was that
sweet boy?" Stevie sighed heavily.

"That was the best fuck I ever had, no offense Fred," he added.

"No offense taken sweetie, I understand. Hell it was good for me too and I
wasn't even part of it." I didn't want to be compared like that in front of
Fred but apparently the older man didn't mind.

"So, Paul, I assume you were planning on spending the night," Fred said and
I nodded my head. "Well, I'm starting to feel under the weather so I think
I'm going to call it a night. You and Stevie are more than welcome to stay
out here, there's snacks in the cupboard and the fridge. That work for
you."

"Are you sure Fred? I'm okay with it if Stevie is," I said.

"I'm okay with it too," Stevie said. We talked a little more about it,
agreed that I would come in for coffee around 7:30 and if Stevie was up
that was fine but if he wanted to sleep in that was okay too. That said
Fred kissed us both goodnight and left. He had already shut the camera and
the movie projector off. I was still inside of Stevie but my cock was
beginning to soften and a moment later I squished out of him. I flopped
down next to him and we cuddled and kissed some more then I just held him.

"I didn't want to hurt Fred's feelings but I wanted to be honest too,"
Stevie said as we lay cuddled up to each other. "You really did give me the
best fuck I've ever had. I mean, Fred is okay and all but he does get tired
easily and it seems it's more now than when I first met him. This is only
the second or third time that I've got fucked in one night." Stevie backed
up a little in order to have eye contact. "I hope you'll fuck me again
Paul, I mean, tonight not some other time. I mean, some other time too but
definitely tonight." I chuckled then kissed him.

"I would love to fuck you again tonight and tomorrow night and next week
and as long as you'll have me Stevie." That caused the boy to smile and
kiss me again. That said we got up and went into the bathroom for him to
sit on the toilet, just in case and then we showered. Afterwards we got
some cookies and milk then went back to bed to snuggle, cuddle and kiss.

I ended up fucking Stevie twice more that night and did so through a
variety of positions, both times lasting longer than the first one and the
last time going on for 15 minutes.

Stevie was amazingly flexible for a chubby boy and just as creative. I did
him doggie style on his hands and knees which segued into him lying flat on
the bed and me fucking him like that. I did him like that cross ways as
well and I fucked him from behind while we lay on our sides. I licked his
hole on the third go around and decided that I loved doing it as much as
having it done. I fucked him while he was bent over in the shower as well,
grateful that it was a fairly large stand up shower. I didn't cum during
that one but we went back to bed and I finished him off there. I offered to
let Stevie fuck me but he wasn't particularly interested in that.

We talked some in between sex and I learned that he was living with his
single mom who worked a lot to make ends meet. He caught a lot of shit at
school and had since 3rd grade. It wasn't quite bullying but almost. Like
many kids in that position his friends were mostly other disenfranchised
kids and he was closest to a boy named Nico. We finally called it quits
around midnight and fell asleep in each others' arms, Stevie declaring that
he hoped like hell I was going to be in his life for a long time. I felt
the same way.

I slept like a log but woke up around 7:15. I looked over at Stevie who was
bundled under the blankets and snoring softly. I felt my heart swell a
little bit as I looked down on the roly poly boy and was very glad that I'd
gotten to meet him and to spend time with him and not just because of the
sex. He was, as Fred called him, a sweet boy. I certainly hoped for more
time with him.

I got out of bed and went into the bathroom to drain my bladder then threw
on some clothes and headed down the stairs and across the lawn to meet Fred
in the house. I found Fred in the kitchen just pouring a cup of coffee, he
asked if I wanted one, I did, and a minute later we were seated in the
living room.

"What do you think about Stevie," he asked.

"He's a great kid Fred. Admittedly, I wouldn't have given him a second
glance on the street. I doubt that I would ever have considered being with
a chubby boy. Needless to say, my thoughts on that topic have had a
complete turnaround."

"Well, join the club Paul because I felt the same way, as do many boy
lovers although there is a segment of us that adore chubby boys. Stevie
isn't my first but after my first chub, my brain switched too. At the risk
of prying, how did the rest of the evening go?"

I chose to completely honest with him and gave Fred the full rundown
without it being a play by play description of the evenings activities. I
told him what Stevie had said about hoping he and I could spend more time
together and when he asked what my response was I told him.

"I like the boy a lot Fred, even this early in the game. I'd love to spend
more time with him and with your blessing I will."

"I can't tell you how glad I am to hear that Paul. I can tell you that
Stevie is really taken with you and I think he does need to be with a
younger man. I told you that I was going to have to go away for a few
months and really wanted to find someone to sort of watch after Stevie and
help him get his needs met. His mother is grateful that I spend as much
time as I do with him and encourages it. If you're willing I could pass you
off as my nephew who is willing to take over for me while I'm gone."

"I guess that's fine, although I do live 40 minutes from here; that would
be a lot of driving." Fred asked me where I worked, not the place
specifically, but the area of the city. I explained where I worked and Fred
observed that my job was half again closer to where we were now sitting
than my apartment was and I agreed.

"Why don't you just move in here Paul? I've got plenty of room and you'd be
doing me a favor by having someone in the house while I'm gone? It would be
more convenient for Stevie as well as creating a more believable story for
his mother." I was more than stunned.

"Well for fuck's sake Fred, thank you, but you don't know me," I responded.

"That's true but I've given this some thought. How would you feel about
giving me some references like you would for any rental or even a job?
Meanwhile, what do you think about going home and packing up some clothes
and toiletries and spending the next week here. If it's gonna work we'll
know and if not, it was worth a try." I gave that about a half minute of
thought then agreed. What the hell I had nothing to lose really.  We talked
some more, had more coffee. We talked about rent and Fred said there wasn't
any. He owned the house free and clear so All I'd need to do was pay the
utilities and cable, take care of the yard and that kind of shit. Stevie
came in about an hour later went to Fred and gave him a kiss then bestowed
one on me then plopped his chubby butt in a chair.

"And how was your evening sweet boy," Fred asked and I swear the kid's grin
spread ear to ear.

"Paul fucked the living shit out of me," he said in his high pitched
voice. "My ass is still kinda sore." Fred chuckled and said he was glad
that Stevie had a good time then to me said,

"Maybe Stevie could go with you Paul," Fred suggested. Of course Stevie
wanted to know where, so Fred gave him a quick run down about me spending
the week at Fred's. By prior agreement we didn't mention the possibility of
my living there permanently. Stevie was excited as hell about my spending
the week and allowed that maybe I could fuck him every day. Fred clarified
that I did have a job and would have to work. That didn't deter the horny
young chubble boy, he said I could fuck him after dinner which caused both
Fred and I to laugh out loud.

Fred fixed breakfast but didn't eat, claiming a stomach bug of some
sort. Stevie and I headed to my apartment about 10, the boy excited as hell
about my car. I'd gotten a bright orange 240Z for a graduation present from
college. Although it was 2 years old it had low mileage and of course it
ran like a racehorse.

The week at Fred's went amazingly smooth, better than I could have hoped
for. We had some interesting chats and of course, we both fucked Stevie,
after dinner that is. The boy only lived a few houses down from Fred and
because of his mother's endless work schedule Fred fed him dinner a few
night a week. Fred checked with my references including my employer and was
more than satisfied with what he'd heard. I wasn't surprised. We decided at
week's end that I would move in permanently, or at the very least until he
got back from his trip. So it was that the following Saturday Stevie and I
used to Fred's van to move my shit. I didn't have that much since I lived
in a furnished apartment, but it was enough that it would have taken 2
trips in the Z.

Friday night before I moved was pretty much a repeat of the previous Friday
night where Fred and I double teamed Stevie. We had fucked the boy on
Tuesday and Wednesday night's as well, he being at home with his mom the
other nights, but since Stevie didn't have to go home Friday night we got
naked as soon as dinner was over and stayed naked until Stevie and I fell
asleep in my new bedroom. As he had done previously, Fred left us alone
after he'd fucked his boy and I took Stevie through his paces, fucking him
repeatedly before we fell exhausted into each other's arms. The kid was
almost insatiable in his sexual appetite.

"I love Fred to bits," he told me as we lay in post orgasmic bliss after
the second round, "but I sure do love getting fucked more than once a night
Paul." I kissed him and told him I was fairly well thrilled with the
arrangement myself and that I loved the opportunity to fuck him over and
over again. As I said before; I was 22 year old, in my sexual prime, and
could cum 5 or 6 times in an evening. Heck, I jacked off 13 times in one
day when I was 16 and there were plenty of other times that I cummed more
than 6 times in a day.

Fred introduced me to Stevie's mother, a somewhat haggard looking woman in
her late 30's. As promised, I was introduced as his nephew who would be
taking care of his house while Fred was gone. She seemed grateful as hell
that I was taking over where Fred left off, stating that her son had made
some remarkable changes since meeting Fred a year before. I had no reason
to doubt as to the veracity of that statement.

Fred left on his trip about a month after I moved in. He'd told me he would
try to call once a week, at least in the beginning, but not to worry if I
didn't hear from him as he expected to be "busier than a bird dog" much of
the time. I drove Fred to the airport on a Thursday afternoon, not having a
clue that it would be the last time that I saw him.

Things didn't change much during the first month after Fred left. Sure the
week nights I would typically fuck Stevie twice, sending him home with his
ass full of my sperm. "I like having a little bit of you with me when I go
to bed Paul," he told me. Sometimes we only fucked once because we jacked
off on the first go round. Stevie loved watching me cum and got pretty
adept at finishing me off with his own hand. He liked me to cum in his
mouth too and I have to say that it was hot as fuck seeing my cum run down
his chubby chin or seeing it splattered all over his fleshy face.

The first time that I cummed on his face was after I titty fucked him. The
boy had enough boob to make that happen although there wasn't enough to
make it great like it might have been with a woman. Still, it had been
fun. I had also fucked his fat butt cheeks, kneeling backwards above
him. We engaged in frottage as well although I imagined it would have
worked better with a slender boy with a taut belly. As it was, Stevie's fat
moved with my thrusts but again, it was still fun. It was Stevie who
brought up the idea of being with another boy.

We were laying in bed, Stevie's bulky body snuggled up against me. He
wondered aloud how Fred was doing then reflected on how he missed his
initial lover. "I kind of miss having two men working on me at the same
time too Paul. I really loved it when one of you was fucking me and I was
sucking on the other's cock, or even having my cock sucked."

"You want to find another man to join us sweet boy," I asked, having taken
over Fred's pet name for him.

"Kind of yes and kind of no," he said after giving it some thought. "I'm
not sure about being with a stranger although you worked out just fine." He
then moved his head and kissed me on the mouth then lay his head back into
the crook of my arm.

"Maybe I could find us another boy," he mused.

"Maybe," I said in a non-comital voice although my heart started beating a
little faster. Since Stevie's hand was resting on my chest he felt the
change and raised up to look me in the eyes.

"You like that idea don't you Paul," he said with a smile. "I felt your
heart beat faster. Would you really like that, to be with 2 boys at the
same time?"

"Well, it does have a certain appeal Stevie but I don't know for sure. I
mean, you're my boy and you make me happy so it's not like I "want" to be
with another boy but it was hot being with you and Fred together."

"I like thinking of myself as your boy Paul."

"Do you have someone in mind Stevie," I asked him. He seemed to give that
some thought.

"Yes, and No. My friend Nico has mentioned to me that he would like to be
with someone but he's said that he thinks he would have a better chance at
being with an adult than a boy and he thinks that it would be a better
experience too. Nico, his real name is Nicholas, is pretty much a sissy boy
which is why he gets so much shit at school just like I do cuz I'm fat. He
acts girlie like, if you know what I mean. Sometimes his clothes seem more
for a girl than a boy, his hair is dyed a sort of green on top and I think
he wears eyeliner sometimes. He told me that sometimes he wears girls'
panties because he likes how they feel on his cock and balls. He knows that
I'm queer because I told him but nobody else knows.  I trust him; Nico is
cool and he's pretty smart too and although he's mostly a shy boy he can be
really sassy sometimes. He knows that I've been getting fucked but doesn't
know anything about Fred."

"Do you think you want to be with him," I asked Stevie. Again, he gave that
some thought then shook his head.

"Not really. I mean, it's not like I'm hot for him or anything. I like
men. But I wouldn't mind being with him as part of you and me, with you
being like, the leader or something; kind of like with you me and Fred."

"Okay, well, what do you think you want to do about it then? I think it
would be best if we met each other under circumstances that were more
casual. It might be that he and I don't hit it off or some other such
thing." Stevie agreed with me then suggested that maybe the 3 of us could
go to a movie or something. He further suggested that I could be a cousin
or something that just moved to the city and we were going to be hanging
out together quite a bit. I thought it was all a good idea.

"You're so cool Paul," Stevie said and wiggled against me like a happy
little puppy dog, or a happy big dog as the case may be. I reveled in the
feeling of him against me, the happiness that he was exuding, the warmth of
him.

"I think you're pretty cool too sweet boy." Again, he wiggled and giggled
with pleasure.

"I was hoping you could fuck me again but I think I just want to be like
this for awhile. Is that okay Paul?" I kissed the top of his head and said
it was fine with me. We ended up falling asleep just like that.

I fucked Stevie the following morning then he called Nico and asked the boy
if he wanted to go to a movie with Stevie and me, his cousin, and Nico said
he would. Fred had left the keys to his Van and his '74 Monte Carlo so we
took the Monte and picked Nico up at his house about 10:30. He was just as
Stevie had described him. As he walked toward the car everything from his
head to his toes screamed queer boy.

His hair was cut short on the sides but much longer on top and brushed over
to the other side, the bang hanging in his right eye. It had a green hue to
it although not emerald or lawn green but more of a very light green like
maybe a green water based color that hadn't rinsed all the way out. He wore
large framed glasses on a slightly rounded but totally smooth baby
face. Nico Wasn't a big boy, not taller than Stevie in fact, maybe
shorter. He wasn't a slender boy nor was he a chubby like Stevie, in Nico's
case a body that was in transition from childhood into young adulthood. He
was wearing a pair of black pants, pegged at the ankles, that looked like
stretch pants. The top he was wearing was a black cowl neck sweater that
was loosely tied off at the waist by a belt made of large silver chain
links.  On his feet were black flats that looked like Chinese martial arts
slippers.

"Hi," he said in an high pitched effeminate voice when Stevie introduced
us, adding a little wave in the process. The boys slid into the front seat,
Stevie in the middle, and chattered as I drove and listened. They
eventually began talking about what movie they wanted to go see and the
vote was for The Godfather Part II. I paid for the tickets, matinee prices,
as well as popcorn and soda's and we went to our seats. We sat in the
balcony which was virtually empty, Stevie between us.

The boys continued chattering during the trailers and advertisements and
occasionally Nico whispered in Stevie's ear but when the movie finally
started and they quieted down. Stevie's leg rested against mine through
most of the movie but from time to time he would reach over and grip my
thigh in response to a violent scene and a few times he left it there for a
good minute or two.

After the flick we went to grab lunch at a popular fast food place and I
got to know Nico a little better. He seemed like a nice kid but he also
seemed to be flirting just a little bit. He asked if I had a girlfriend and
when I said no he grinned at me and I thought for a moment he was going to
offer to take the job but he didn't. As lunch wound down he said he had to
pee and headed for the restroom.

"Nico thinks you're really cute Paul," Stevie said, leaning into me as soon
as Nico was out of sight. "He saw me touching your leg and stuff and he
actually asked me if you were the guy who's fucking me but I didn't tell
him. He said he wouldn't mind you fucking him then said he was just joking
but I know darn well that he wasn't."

"What do you want to do about it Stevie," I asked him.

"What do you want to do about it Paul? I mean, I think it would be fun to
let Nico watch you fuck me and it would be just as fun to watch you fuck
him too."

"Okay, well, do you want to ask him if he wants to spend the night?" Stevie
grinned again and nodded his head.

"Yeah, I do. Should I tell him that you and I fucking or that you would
have sex with him if he wants to?" I thought about it for a moment then
shook my head.

"No, but is there some way you could hint at it before you ask him to spend
the night? That way, if he says yes he has an idea that it could happen."
Stevie nodded his head. "Oopps here he comes," I added when I saw the boy
coming back toward us. Oh yeah, a blind guy could see that the kid was
queer.

"You two were certainly cozy," Nico said with a grin as he plopped back
down in his chair. "You talking about me again Stevie," he said good
naturedly.

"Why would I do that Nico," my boy responded.

"Cuz I'm so damned cute," he said, the added with a coy smile, "And queer."

"Well now," I thought to myself, "that certainly cut to the chase."

"And what's your point," Stevie responded with his own smile.

"You want to fuck me Stevie, I know you do," Nico said.

"More like you want me to fuck you," Stevie replied without skipping a
beat. Nico's retort was just as immediate.

"I want someone to." The boy glanced at me when he said it.

"Well I gotta pee," Stevie said as he stood up, "talk to Paul about it,"
and off he went to the bathroom, so Nico focused on me.

"Well," he said to me, again in his coy high pitched voice.

"What makes you think I'd consider fucking a boy Nico?"

"Stevie told me before that he was being fucked by a man. I asked him if
you were the man and he said no but I think you are, fucking him I mean. I
figured if that's true you might want to fuck me because I'm cute and
besides I'm sure you noticed that I got a cute little butt."

"Well, you do have a point," I said. "How about this. You probably know
that Stevie is spending the weekend at my house, how would you like spend
the night," I asked him.

"Is that a yes, you'll fuck me?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Anything could happen Nico," I said with a smile, "anything could happen."