Date: Mon, 11 Oct 2004 13:28:59 -0700 From: Bob Hook Subject: Supermarket Boy All ususal disclaimers will apply here. This, alas, is a work of fiction, though real enough in my wicked mind. All of the incidents described actually did happen to me, except the sex. I like to think that part would have been true as well, were it not for my inate fears due to the boys age, or my falling just short of finding the courage to make that all important "first move" on that day. This is actually my first attempt at putting this account on a written format, so forgive my unpolished prose, along with spelling and/or grammatical errors. Should the reader care to share comment or constructive criticisms, please email same to bobhook10@hotmail.com. If you are in some way offended by this effort, accept my apoligy in advance, and don't bother emailing. Oh, and btw, you really should be 18 to read this. It being a Wednesday, I closed the office at the noon hour. It was a beautiful August day, and I had planned on going by the supermarket to grab one of their excellent deli sanwiches and an iced tea for my lunch, and then heading to the nearby park to eat, and enjoy the nice afternoon. The park was a favorite of mine during the summer, largely due to the copious number of young boys that hung out there when school was out of session. For the record, I am basically a straight male, happily married with one girl child. At the time of this event I was 36 years of age, stood 5' 11" tall and weighed 170 pouinds, brown hair and eyes. For all of my adult life there has existed, in a dark and secret part of my brain, a huge sexual attraction to young boys. Never had any of this attraction been let loose, or acted upon in any way other than to position myself in the vicinity of said lads, and to enjoy watching them, and spinning various fantasies involving selected young cuties inside my mind as I sat quietly observing them. The "why" of this attraction mystifies me. None the less, it was, and is, a strong force within me. The only actual sexual experience of my life that involved young boys was when I was one of them myself. A close cousin and I had played sexual games when he and I were about 11/12 years old. I always remembered how much I enjoyed that time, but it was something that we just outgrew with time, and the remainder of my sex life has been with the fair sex. Go figure. At any event, I arrived at the market and walked back to the deli section, and took a service number. As was usual for the lunch hour, they were quite busy, so I mulled around waiting my turn. Not far from where I stood I noticed a boy of maybe 14 or 15 standing at the bakery counter. When I first saw him he had his back to me and was on tip toe, stretching out his lean body to reach an item on a high shelf. He was maybe about 5' 6" tall, lean to thin, maybe 110 pounds, dark brown short cut hair. His position had caused his tee shirt to pull up, exposing a nicely tanned and smooth looking patch of his back. The shorts that he wore were smallish, like the elastic waist gym shorts type, and his stretch had them pulled snuggly across his small tight butt, the material somewhat pulled into his cleft, presenting a very nice view of boy butt, and the well defined and smooth looking legs below. As I drank in the sight, he managed to grasp his target from the shelf, and he rocked back onto the soles of his tennis shoes and tugged slightly on the hem of his shorts to free his "wedgy". In doing so, his eyes came up and locked onto mine. Realizing that I had caught him more or less touching that cute boy butt, he went a very nice shade of blush, and made my day with a million watt smile spreading across his boyishly sweet face. I smiled in return and tossed him a wink, letting him know that it was cool...just our little secret. I let my eyes drift down the front side of his body, taking in the definition of his chest outlined by the snug tee shit, and the flat of the stomach, noting that the tee shirt was somewhat small on him and that it ended a couple of inches above the waist band of the shorts. Drifting my gaze lower, I drank in the snugness of his shorts, and let my eyes rest a moment on his boy bulge which was nicely presented in the small shorts, then on down to appreciate the smooth and well muscled legs. Bringing my eyes back up, I again lingered on his boy parts, then again met his gaze with an appreciative grin. He blushed a bit more and returned my grin, as he slowly turned to address the lady behind the counter, once again offering me a view of his cute little ass. "Sweeeeet!!", I said to myself, and turned my attention back to the deli counter. With sandwich and chips in hand, I stopped by the drink dispenser and filled a take-out cup with ice and tea, then headed for the check-out. Arriving at the quick check, I was maybe 4th or 5th in line. As I waited I recognized that "feeling" of someone watching me, and glanced around. There, 2 people in front of me was the boy, looking back at me, and still wearing that sweet boyish smile. I caught his eye, and winked at him again, this time my face blushing a shade or two. He giggled quietly, then turned to pass thru the checkout, where I lost sight of him. After paying for my lunch, I glanced around the front of the store, hoping to see my lad one more time, and there he was, at the drinking fountain by the door, bent down for a drink, that lovely boybutt once again on full display. It had to be wishful thinking on my part, but I could swear that he wiggled that delicious butt just a little bit!! With a sigh, I started for the door to the parking lot. Just as I reached the doorway, which was located just next to the water fountain, my boy raised up from the fountain and turned to walk thru the door, and we collided gently. "Oh, gosh, Mister!!" came his sweet boyish voice, "I'm really sorry!!" In reflex to our small collision, I had placed my hand on his firm warm shoulder, and with a smile and a chuckle, I replied, "My fault, dude, had my mind on other things. Actually, I'M sorry!!" He looked into my eyes, giggled, but made no effort to back away from grip on his shoulder, then softly said, "yea, I know you had..uh..other stuff in yur head." and he giggled again. Putting a light pressure on his shoulder, I steered us thru the sliding door, saying, "let's move out of peoples way,". Outside, I let my hand move across his back a little and asked, "you OK, there buddy?" He grinned that killer smile again and answered, "Sure, no problem dude, I take lots worse from my board, like ALL the time!" Laughing, I replied, "I bet that's true! I watch you guy's ride and crash those things at the park all the time!! Amazes me most of you can still walk!!" His smooth brow furrowed up at that comment, and I could see his mental wheels turn a bit, then he exclaimed, "Hey, yea, I knew back in there that I'd seen ya before someplace, and its at the park where I ride a lot!!" Raising my hands in surrender, I smiled at him and said, "Guilty as charged. I'm a regular park rat, and I really like watching you boardies do your stuff." "In fact," I told him, holding up my takeout lunch, "that's where I'm headed right now!" He glanced at my lunch, then said, "Kewlz, then I'll prolly see ya there, I'm going riding, and just stopped in here for some day old bread for the pond ducks." Not wanting my encounter with this delicious boy to end, I piped up, "You headed to the park like right now??" Cause if you are, I'd be glad to give you a ride over, if you want." He seemed to brighten, then without hesitation, he responded "Awesome!! Hang on and I'll get my board." He skipped over to the curbside water dispenser machine and reached around in back, producing his skateboard that he had stashed behind. All smiles as he returned, he said" lets go dude!!" We walked over to my pickup truck and opened the passenger door for him and stood slightly back to let him climb in. He put one foot up on the floorboard and sort of bounced on his other foot, pushing himself up into my rather tall truck. As this all took place, I was afforded a brief but clear view of his boy equipment snuggly nestled inside the small shorts. He wiggled his cute butt down in the seat and drew the seat belt across his chest and hooked up. I took his board from him, letting the back of my hand rest a minute on his smooth warm thigh, feeling a slight shock from the skin contact. Tossing his board in the truck bed, I climbed in and we headed to the park about 1 mile away. As we drove, I found out his name was Eric, he had recently turned 14 and was an only child who lived with his single mom in the apartments nearby the park. Not only was Eric a cutie with a great little body, but he was a bright lad and carried on very mature conversation as we drove .My eyes kept traveling over to check out that boy lump in his lap, and down over those smooth hairless legs, and I'm sure he caught me, more than once, though all I got back was a grin, and a boyish giggle or two, without comment. We arrived at the park, and I parked in a shady spot in the back corner of the large lot. There were few other cars, being a workday afternoon, and I saw some mom's and tykes playing at the slide and swing area at the other side of the lot, and some older kids throwing frisbies a good distance away. We sat and continued chatting a bit, then I asked Eric if he wanted to share my sandwich. Being 14, food was rarely refused, and he gladly accepted. "Want to go to a table, or..." I asked him. "Let's just stay here, okay?" he asked in that sweet not-boy-not-man voice. "Cool with me!" I said, and split the sandwich in half and opened the chips. As we chatted and ate, Eric several times raised his little butt up and tugged at the hem of his shorts. As much as I enjoyed the enhanced glimpse of his boy parts as he did this, it was obvious that the small shorts were causing him some discomfort, so after about the tenth time he made this manuver, I asked him if everything was alright. He blushed, looked down at the truck floor, then cleared his throat, and softly said, "These shorts are like from last summer and I think maybe I got too big for them or something." I let my gaze rest squarely on his bulging crotch, and openly perved his package, smiled, and asked him, "Well Eric, I admit that I am really enjoying the tight fit of those shorts, but if your not comfortable, then we need to do something about it." He leaned his back against the truck door, half turning his lower body toward me, and slightly raised his hips, making it plain that either his soft penis was seriously oversized for his young age, or he had a full on boner trapped in those tiny shorts. He blushed some more and fidgeted around on the bench seat, my eyes never leaving that swollen boy part, and squeeked, " Uh..Uh..I..Uh..well...Oh shit...I gotta boner, is what's the problem!!" With a broad grin, I focused squarely on his stiff boy cock as it strained against the thin cotton, and told him, "Uh Huh..sure looks like it to me dude....and a darn nice sized one at that, from what I can see!!" Eric's sweet face went darker red as he gazed down on his trapped boy meat, and he flexed it, causing it to strain even more at the taut fabric. "Geeeze," he stammered, "it just gets like that lots, even if I don't like rub it or anything!!" I chuckled, and said, "Hey, little dude, that's just how it is when a guy is your age, and its a GOOD thing, not actually a problem, you know." He squirmed some more on the seat, and reached down to try to gain some slack in the tight shorts, failing badly in the process. I reached out and put my hand on his upper thigh, and rubbed it slowly. God, his soft skin felr like rare silk as I touched him, totally smooth and warm, I felt his thigh muscle tense, and watched his boy cock jump inside the shorts. Moving my hand a bit higher up his leg, I looked at him, and gently asked, "You ok with this, Eric, or should we call a whoa??" In reply, Eric spread his smooth legs wider apart and raised that sweet boy butt off the seat, and with a blushing smile said, "Oh man...I KNEW I was right!!!" "About what?" I asked him as I kept softly rubbing his thigh, my fingers now slightly under the hem of his shorts. "Back at the store," he answered, " I could tell it from how you looked at me that you wanted to see me....uh..and..uh...maybe touch me and stuff too!!" he sputtered out. "well Eric, I have to plead guilty, again.....to see you...and to touch your body would make me very, very happy indeed, but it's not something I would ever do, unless you wanted that too." I said gently, looking into those dark doe eyes."OH shit, Rob!!" he croaked, "I want that sooo bad it actually makes me hurt sometimes!!!" "But, I know it's bad, and so I just try to make it go away, but it's like really hard sometimes!!" I took a look around outside and saw that not much had changed from before, and that Eric and I were in relative privacy from other park users, with no one anywhere near my truck, or paying it any particular attention. Turning my attention back to Eric. I let my hand slide all the way up his soft smooth leg and come to rest on his rock hard boy cock, gently clamping down on it, and looking in his wide eyes. I stroked him gently in my palm, feeling a throbbing piece of excited boy meat, maybe 5" in length, and a nice thickness to it. Eric sucked in a deep breath, and automatically applied upward pressure from his hips, as he pressed his boy cock against my hand. Very softly, I said to the panting boy, "Eric, is it ok if I slide your shorts off?" "I would love to see all of you, and touch you in a way that will make you feel awesome, if you want me to." He quickly nodded his head, and raised his sweet butt clear of the bench seat as I gripped the elastic band of his shorts in both hands and slid both the shorts and is boxers down his legs, and off his feet, and dropped the whole bundle on the truck floor. My turn to loudly suck in a breath that caught in my throat as I gazed at his young beauty. Eric grabbed the hem of his tee shirt and jerked it over his head, pulling his arms free, and tossed it on the floor. He leaned back and extended his legs fully, and spread them open. I drank in his boy body like a starving man looks at a prime rib roast. His smooth hairless underarms, his tanned chest and tummy, his nickel sized, puffy boy nipples, his cute little inny button. I locked on to his pulsing boy hardon, standing straight up against his groin which was sparsely covered in a thin patch of brown pubes, the vein along the 1 1/2" thick shaft pulsing with his rapid heartbeat. He was cut, and his sweet cockhead was a dark pinkish red color, and shiny, as his tiny slit was copiously leaking his clear precum. My eyes traced the length of his shaft, down to the tight, hairless ball sack tucked up tightly between the apex of his legs, the grape sized marbles within were moving, and made me lick my lips. Eric watched me as I took in all his beautiful maleness, then lifted one leg, placed the foot on the seat and turned his knee outward. This had the heart stopping effect of seperating his tight boy crack, and opened his tiny pink hole to my gaze. I sucked in more air, and felt like my heart was going to explode in my chest. I slowly reached out my hand and softly stroked his panting chest, running my fingers across his erect nipples several times as my other hand wrapped gently around his naked pulsing boy cock, squeezing it gently, and passing my thumb across the leaking head. I stroked him slowly, rubbing his tummy, then dropped my other hand down to cup the magic of his boyballs, lifting them gently, and feeling them roll inside the smooth silky bag of his scrotum. He gasped and moaned, bucking his slim hips into my stroking hand. His slit was leaking like a faucet now, and I used the slick juice to lube his cock head, still gently working his swollen boy balls. "Ohhhh God!!!" he let out, "Ohhhhhh.....!!" "Nice...? I asked him softy. "Uggggg Uhhhhhh" was his only reply. Still stroking his rigid penis , I smiled at him and said, "Well, little dude, if your liking this...then...your gonna LOVE this!!" and with that I leaned down and passed my tongue over his leaking cock head, tasting the flavor of his sweet boy juice as I did. I licked across the dark swollen head several times as I kept up my ball play. Eric let out a deep goan, and his small hands clutched at my hair as I took his slimy wet cock head between my lips and sucked it gently, then let another inch slip inside my mouth. "Shiiiiiittt!!" grunted Eric as his cute butt came off the seat and he pressed the rest of his sweet boy cock inside my sucking mouth. I sucked him a while and kept up my contact with those boy nuggets. He was groaning and moaning and pumping his cute ass at me. I felt his balls start up and his shaft harden more, telling me was very close to losing his boy load, so i pulled off his cock and dropped down to suck his ball bag into my mouth. "Agggggggg!!" I heard from above and felt his fingers tug harder on my hair. I swallowed his sweet balls a few times letting his throbbing cock cool just a bit. God, I wanted this to go on forever, but was also mindful of where we were, and just how long I'd be in jailhouse orange if the wrong person happened by as I was happily blowing the sox off this cute little 14 year old!! I released his soaked ball bag from my sucking mouth, and grasped the throbbing base of his boy cock, pressing my fingers on his puffed out cumm tube. He let out another moan. I raised my head and had a quick glance around...still all clear. I leaned back down and swallowed Eric's pounding boy cock to the base, feeling his spongy cock head in my throat. I swallowed, causing him to jerk his body off the seat as he moaned "Agggggggg" "Uhhhhhh" "uhuhuhuh"!!" I moved my head up and down his length now, sucking for full effect. I cupped and gently tugged his tight balls and sucked him fast and hard. His small ass was pumping his swollen leaking cock in and out of my sucking mouth, His balls rolled up high, his shaft swelled bigger in my mouth, I was drooling saliva and his cock juice as I sucked his charged boyhood. Sensing his climax, I pulled back so the head of his drooling boy cock was half way down my tongue, and I stroked his cock base as he tensed his whole body and let out a series of "uhhhhh uhhhh uhhhh", and his boy cock exploded in my mouth, shooting strong ropes of sweet boy cumm across my tongue as I sucked and gulped it, swallowing jet after jet as he pumped his hot boy cream from his swollen cock head. At last, he emptied, and with a huge sigh, he collapsed back on the seat, panting and groaning. I held his sweet pink boy cock in my fingers, stroking gently as he went soft, and came back to earth, trying to regain his normal breathing. I rubbed his soft wet cock across my puffy lips and kissed the head, then released it to lay back on his silky pubes, knowing it was now very sensitive to touch. I leaned up toward him, smiled down at him, and softly kissed his sweet lips, letting him pass his small pink tongue over them to get a hint of his sweet boy cream flavor. He grinned that killer smile again. Sitting back up, I had another look around, and was relieved to see no nearby people. Eric sat up and scooted his naked boy butt across the seat to snuggle into my side, his arm going behind to hold me in a tight hug. "Awesome, Rob!!" he grinned at me, "Waaaay awesome!!!" and he let out that precious boy giggle. "You got that right, little dude!!" I answered, and ruffled his soft hair. Reaching to the floor, I retrieved his shorts and boxers, handing them to him with a grin, I said "Here ya go dude....maybe they will have a little more room in them now!!" Eric gave me another sweet boy giggle and smiled at me, saying "Yepper, for sure, but..only for a little while!!!" "Oh man!!" I thought with a grin, "To be 14 again!!!" Can't think of a better way to spend an afternoon at the park!!!