Date: Sat, 26 Nov 2016 07:06:53 +0000 (UTC) From: jS jS Subject: Taking It Chapter 2 Again this series will feature men being at the mercy of young boys. Please email me with your comments and what it inspires you to think about. I wish I could watch you guys cum to my stories, but the next best thing is hearing about it. Please donate to Nifty so that I continue to have a place to post and you have a place to stroke those perv cocks to. None of this is real, it is just fantasy. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. Do not do any of the acts depicted in the story, even if the kid says he's in charge-don't believe him and run. Enjoy buds. ******************************** Christian quickly walked up the concrete sidewalk, two hops up the step, the clank of the mailbox lid and the mail was delivered. He repeated this process over and over again each day. A quick walk, hop up the steps, the clank of the mailbox, and then drop. Some might find the job tedious, but Chris liked being outside. After six years overseas in the military, he enjoyed the peacefulness of the quiet midday suburban neighborhoods. Only the occasional buzz of a lawn mower or edger from landscapers broke the serenity of his outdoor office. The constant walking also helped to ensure he didn't lose his tight body. The last year or so of his tour was largely uneventful so he and his friends spent their time lifting weights and bulking up. He liked the results, and so did his wife when he got home. His shift started at 5am, was done by 1 and then off to the gym for an hour. He was home by 3 to enjoy more than an hour of quiet time before his kids got home from school and his wife from her job as a nurse. Chris had been back for almost a year, his adjustment to civilian life almost total. He loved his wife and kids, enjoyed his job, and much of the trauma he experienced had slipped below the surface of his mind thanks to many skillful therapy sessions. His healing mind though endured a bit of a quandary when Chris first noticed the young boy at 438 Oak Park. Chris was as heterosexual as any guy could be. No experience or even thoughts of playing with other boys when he was a kid. He turned down without thought the more than a few classmates who offered to blow his baseball jock cock back in highschool. Even in the midst of a desert with zero outlets for sex, he didn't join his comrades in screwing the holes of young arab teens offering themselves for money or favor. Chris liked pussy, and titties...ohhh how he enjoyed big luscious titties. Oh but that boy. It had been the middle of July when Chris first saw him. The boy was just stunning. He was probably in middle school, tall, slender, beautiful clear skin that contrasted nicely with his dark hair and eyes framed by long sultry eye lashes. Chris had just dropped of the kid's family's mail, when he heard the door open. He turned and stood staring. The boy smiled and waved before turning to go back in the house. Chris waved until the door closed and then he finally snapped out of it. His brain was doing olympic level gymnastics trying to rationalize his reaction. The best Christian did was to put it out of his head, do his job, and fuck his wife--hard. But, he saw the kid everyone once in awhile and the momentary stupor of fascination returned. Thankfully school started up again, and Chris knew he'd most likely never see the kid again. He was wrong, and it almost ruined his life. It was a warm day in September when Chris's life took a sharp turn. His routine clicked along until he reached 438 Oak Park. The quick walk up the sidewalk, the clank of the metal mailbox, the drop of the mail, but then as he turned Chris's heart stopped and brain flooded with confusion. "What..the...fuck?" Chris whispered to himself trying to process the world laid out before him. The blinds of the front window were partially open, looking into a well put together living room. The most important accessory this particular morning was the naked 13yo boy sitting on the couch, laptop to his left, a hard cock in his right hand. Chris froze, his eyes fixated on the boy, his mind trying to will him away from temptation. All the kid would have to do was look to his right and he'd clearly see his 25 year old Latino mailman staring at him jerking his middle school cock. His hand raised up and down, twisted a bit at the top, and rubbed his balls a little after the downstroke. He was clearly focused on something on the screen; Christian assumed it was porn. Then the kid turned. He looked startled at first, but then a big smile shot across his face. He hopped up and scurried away. Chris shook his head and began to back away, no beautiful boy to keep his attention in rapture. He turned to leave until he heard the front door click and open with a slow squeak. Chris knew he shouldn't turn and look, yet he did. He saw the red door standing open, clearly an invitation. He walked through the door, his hand guiding it shut and his fingers slipping the deadbolt in place. "Hey?" part greeting, part question from the living room. Chris ventured slowly towards the voice until he stood under an arch, looking at the naked boy sitting on the couch indian style, his hard cock sticking out, shiny from spit. "Hey bud, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to invade your privacy, I just was delivering the mail. I hope we can keep this between the two of us, I could get fired." Chris meekly explained. The boy giggled a little listening to Chris. "You like looking at me." the boy commented, his dark eyes tracing the lines and features of the ex-military mailman. There was no real denying it. Even a 13yo boy can tell when he's being eyed. "Yes, I'm sorry, I..." Christian trailed off. "Do you wanna do things to me?" the boy asked, a slight smile accentuating the flush of his cheeks. The innocence of his voice contrasted sharply with the perversion of his question. Christian hadn't really thought that far ahead, his brain just preoccupied with the boy's beauty. He hadn't even thought about what he wanted the," Yes." boy for. That yes slipped from his lips in mid thought, he couldn't understand where the acquiescence came from nor comprehend the implications of his statement. "Cool. let's go to my bedroom." the naked boy scurried off the couch carrying his laptop towards the hall. Christian followed him. The bedroom door closed behind him. His eyes roamed over the room; posters of soccer players, a few toys laying around, the floor strewn with dirty clothes. "I'm Ethan." the boy said hopping up on his bed, leaning back against the headboard his knees drawn up to him. Christian admired the boy's creamy skin, and now soft cock hanging over his balls. "I'm Chris." the man stuttered. "You gay?" the boy asked sharply. "Ummm, no. I'm married." Christian winced, not wanting to tell the kid too much. "Me either I guess. So you gonna suck my dick or what?" Ethan questioned. Christian smiled, dropped his bag and crawled onto the bed and between Ethan's slender smooth legs. His adult hand reached out to feel the boy's body. He hesitated, certain that the moment he touched the boy his life would be over, his soul sent straight to hell. It didn't. He marveled at how silky the boy's thigh felt, then the sweet smell of 13yo sweaty boy swirled about his head. The boy giggled. "Suck me dude," the boy ordered. His small hand grabbing Christian's head and pulling him into his mostly hairless crotch. His face was pressed up against the kid's dick. He opened his mouth and let the growing boy dick slide inside. He had never sucked a dick before, but a lifetime of blowjobs taught him a few basic do's and don't's. Ethan's cock was average for an 8th grader, about 5 inches and cut. "Nice Chris, feels so good, so much better than beatin my own meat." The kid moaned, still guiding Chris's head back and forth. The kid turned to his computer and started the video he was watching, a group bareback scene from BelAmi. "You done other kids?" Ethan asked, easing up on Chris's head. "No, no..I'm not a pedophile." Chris defended his honor. Ethan laughed, "You kinda are now." Chris had to admit that having your mouth on a 13yo dick and getting hard from that made the description inescapable. Chris just leaned back in and sucked the kid's dick even harder. "Hey, I wanna do that," Ethan said pointing to his computer screen. Christian looked up to see a handsome dark haired guy who almost looked like an older version of Ethan getting his butt eaten out by a blonde guy. Christian knew that fags did that kind of thing, but he never thought he'd actually want to do it. He really wanted to do it. Ethan pulled his legs back exposing his 8th grade hole to Chris. "Eat my butt, faggot." Ethan commanded through an uncontrollable giggle. Christian winced hard at being called a faggot, but he eagerly stuck his face in the kid's butt, his tongue seeking out his hole. Ethan moaned deeply as he felt Chris's adult tongue lick and probe his underage ass. "Fuck that feels good bro, I want more of this..fuck," the kid exclaimed. Christian traced his tongue around Ethan's young butt and probed the pink hole. He hated eating his wife's pussy, but this was amazing. The smell of Ethan's sweaty butt slipped up his nose and overwhelmed his brain, his eyes rolling back into his head. Ethan's small hole gave into the probing of Christian's tongue and the boy's sweat and ass juices coated the man's tongue. Ethan reached forward and clawed at the Christian's head, wanting even more pleasure from this hot Latino man he had in his 8th grader bedroom. The man's face was soaked in spit and the moisture from Ethan's ass. He rubbed his face around, wanting every inch of his face covered in the smell of this beautiful boy. "Get undressed," Ethan asked pushing Christian's head from his butt. The athletic adult stood up next to the bed and slowly stripped off his blue uniform. "Fuck bro, you're a hot mailman," the kid exclaimed as Christian took off his shirt revealing his smooth chest and abs, a dragon tattoo winding down his pronounced abs. Ethan crawled over on all fours, reached out with his slender fingers and traced down over the tattoo. "Nice," Ethan cooed as his fingers felt the hard ridges of abs. The man shivered as he felt the soft touch of the kid trace his body. He loved the look of sexy admiration in the kid's eyes. Christian popped the button his pants and pushed downward, Ethan now looking at a red boxer brief covered bulge of adult cock.Christian looked down at the enthralled little boy, his hands roaming over crotch. Ethan leaned in and rubbed his innocent little face all over his sweaty crotch. "Show me that big fat man-cock Chris." Ethan ordered looking up at Chris with those beautiful dark eyes, those beautiful teeth behind his smile. Christian pushed at the waistband, his underwear slowly lowering until his cock popped out, 7inches of sweaty uncut cock. Ethan sniffed, wrinkled his nose, "Stinky," he said giggling. He reached out with his small tongue and licked at the skin covered cock head. "I like it, nasty-man," he teased the now naked man standing in his room. Christian watched and shivered as Ethan's small hand wrapped around his veiny cock guiding it to his mouth. His wife wasn't exactly free with the blowjobs, so he shivered as Ethan's giggling lips slipped over his skin covered head. "Mmmmm," such sexy sounds from such a beautiful small boy. The boy's small lips stretched around his cock as he reached down and gently caressed the soft cheek of the boy. Ethan slid the man's cock down his throat, his small tongue moving around the uncut cock. The boy's mouth exploded with the taste and smell of adult sweaty cock. Ethan's cock twitched finally enjoying a big adult cock in his mouth, something he had craved for years. Christian's legs shook and his balls ached as he enjoyed excellent head from an 8th grade dreamboat. "You have a really nice cock dude," Ethan said looking up at Christian, his small hand still stroking the uncut cock inches from his adorable face. "Thanks." "You're welcome Chris, lay down. I wanna suck it more," Chris ordered. Christian realized as he laid down on the bed that he was not in charge, the boy was. Ethan crouched between the man's legs, his ass in the air as he leaned down and tongued Chris's balls. Ethan grabbed the adult cock and slid the skin off the head. Mis mouth quickly latched on, sucking feverishly. Christian's hips rose up off the bed gagging the boy. Ethan eagerly sucked Chris's cock, his mouth bathing and worshipping the former military cock. Chris writhed on the bed, moaning as an 8th grader gave him more satisfaction than he'd felt in a long time. Ethan reached up with one of his hands, pinching and squeezing Chris's nipple between his fingers, mimicking something he saw in porn once. Christian yelled out, the pain causing him to sit up a bit and his cock to throb inside Ethan's mouth. "Yeah you like that you little bitch," Ethan laughed, pulling words from another porn he liked to jerk off to. Ethan kept sucking and torturing Chris's nipples. He was in rapture, breathing hard as Ethan made love to his adult cock. And then he stopped. Christian looked up, the boy kneeling and looking at him, still playing with his cock. "I'm gonna fuck you. Turn over." he ordered. Chris did as ordered, showing his round muscular brown ass to the boy. Ethan brought his hand down on Chris's ass, smacking it hard as he laughed uncontrollably. The boy couldn't believe his mailman was just doing everything he asked, fulfilling every fantasy. The man felt the sudden cold wetness of spit. Ethan let wads of saliva slip off his young tongue, gobs of natural lube flowing between the brown cheeks of Chris's ass. Chris braced himself as he felt the little boy lay down on him, the 13yo cock sliding around on his butt. He was straight, his hole was exit only, but here he was giving up his manhood, his straightness to this boy. First he felt the head, not too bad, but then more began to slide in. Chris cringed, twitched as the discomfort started and momentarily turned to pain. Christian could hear the boy moaning as he felt the tightness of the man's hole, but he could only groan as his ass was opened up. It hurt, but he didn't want it to stop. It didn't take long for Ethan to bottom out with his 5 inches, his balls resting on Chris's ass. He began grinding. The pain was mostly gone for Chris. It just felt weird; mentally he focused on the fact a 13yo boy was getting off in his ass. "Turn over," Ethan ordered as he pulled out. Christian turned over and raised his legs. His thick uncut cock swayed in the air leaking precum. Ethan placed his hands on the back of Chris's adult thighs and reentered him. The man let out of deep grunt as he felt the 8th grader cock slide back inside of him. Ethan was slowly fucking him now, staring into his eyes, his little tongue jsut barely sticking out from his pink lips. Christian's cock swayed back and forth in time with his deflowering. At that moment, he smiled for the first time, finally allowing himself to enjoy the fucking. *Thud* Then another *Thud* Chris's heart began to race. Having sex with a 13yo boy was one thing, getting caught was a whole nother thing. "Ethan?" a voice yelled from somewhere in the house. "Oh shit! It's my dad," Ethan whispered into Chris's ear, his cock still inside. "Get off, I gotta get out of here." Chris whispered pushing at Ethan's young undeveloped chest. "No, stay put. Be very quiet." Ethan ordered still pushing his cock into Chris's butt. *knock* *knock* "Ethan, how ya feeling buddy?" a deep voice came from the other side of the door. "I wouldn't make any sounds. My dad's a marine and he probably wouldn't like you molesting me." Ethan whispered, his hot breath flowing over Chris's worried face. "I'm better dad, I'm changing clothes." the boy yelled back to his dad as he pushed hard and deep into the adult butt he was fucking. Christian was in a near state of panic, knowing that Ethan's dad was a few feet away and could come in at will. The door wasn't locked "Ok, bud. I'll be in the living room. Get your ass out to the yard and do your chores as soon as possible." His dad yelled back. "Ok dad," Ethan replied before turning back to Chris,"`Changing clothes' is our code for I'm jerking off," he giggled into Chris's ear, "Stay quiet until I cum, I don't want my dad finding you in here." "I don't want that either." Chris eagerly admitted. "Good, cause I really like your hole. It feels really good," Ethan offered as he reached up wrapping one hand around Chris's cock and the other twisting his nipple, "Remember, be really quiet," the boy grinned as he tortured his mailman with pleasure and pain. Christian gritted his teeth, trying to keep all the noises he wanted to make inside him. The boy ground his cock into Christian's butt as he manipulated the brown uncut cock. Ethan's tiny smooth balls swayed back and forth, his head leaned back as the tight wetness of adult hole massaged his teenage dick, and he moaned softly. Those same balls tightened, Ethan's cock head throbbed. "I'm gonna shoot bro," Ethan whispered. Christian looked up into Ethan's face, it was red, flush from excitement and effort. "Fuck me buddy, cum in me," he whispered in a rare moment of honesty. Ethan's mouth opened a slow groan escaping as he shot his small 13yo load inside Chris. The boy collapsed on top of him, heaving and groaning. Christian wrapped his arms around the sweaty boy and hugged him close. The kid's head lay next to his neck; he could feel the kid's breath. "I really like fucking you," Ethan quietly said. Christian smiled and sighed as he knew that expectations for future fucks were clear. He also knew he'd never be able to resist. He was laying in a kid's bed, naked, the kid's cock still inside him, and the kid's dad within earshot. Ethan raised himself up and then leaned into Christian. Their lips met, and Ethan shoved his tongue in Christian's mouth. The two kissed deeply, Ethan pushing more and more of his tongue and saliva into his molester's mouth. Ethan wanted to see how much control he had, "Open up." he ordered. Christian opened his mouth. The quietly giggling boy opened his mouth, extended his tongue and allowed a long glob of spit to spill off, hanging briefly, and then dripping into the man's mouth. "Nasty dude, you really love my body don't you?" Ethan asked. "Yes, fuck me, yes." Christian admitted. Ethan leaned in and kissed him deeply again, the two making out frantically. "Your turn!" Ethan said as he slipped his cock out of the man. He crawled off the bed and kneeled down, his hands ran over Christian's cock. Ethan spit a large glob of teenage boy spit onto his palms. He grabbed Christian's cock with both hands, the softness and slippery spit sent vibrations through Christian's body. He jerked and moaned as both of Ethan's hands slid up over the head of his cock. "Shhhhh, you don't want my dad to hear you, come in and find you molesting me," Ethan said placing a finger on the man's lips. Christian looked at the beautiful boy who had complete control over him. The boy smiled back; he happily returned to work jerking off his mailman. The small hands glided up and down the thick Latino cock, slowly and steadily. Christian clawed at the bed and bit his lip. He so wanted to scream out in ecstasy, to let the whole world know how good this 13yo's handjob felt. Ethan slipped one one of his hands down into Christian's ass, his finger sliding inside. Ethan jerked the man off and fingered his hole causing Christian to thrash even more. "Yeah bud, moan out, let my dad hear that there's a man in here molesting me. Shoot that hot load Chris, feed it to me." Ethan coaxed. Chris just looked at him, his balls aching. *knock* *knock* *knock* "Ethan, you about done in there, hurry up and get your ass in gear." Ethan's dad yelled from the other side of the door. Christian panicked, yet Ethan kept pumping his cock, slowly and steady, his orgasm rising. He looked at the boy in a panic, begging him to stop with his eyes, not sure if he could contain every sound as he blew his adult load. Ethan smiled at Christian, "Almost done daddy, I'll be out in a second." The boy never broke eye contact with Christian. "Ok son, hurry your ass up." his daid said walking away. "Cum for me daddy, shoot it daddy," Ethan commanded. Christian's balls churned and drew up. There was visible pain on Christian's eyes as he repressed every molecule of his body wanted to scream in ecstasy. Ethan watched in wonder as the man's cock throbbed in his hands and began shooting cum a foot into the air. It was thick and creamy; Ethan couldn't help himself and put his mouth over the erupting cock. The cum coated his tongue and mouth, and the feel of the boy's mouth caused Christian to convulse harder. He grabbed the boy's head, his fingers sliding through the silky dark hair. He held him in place as jet after jet of Latino cum filled the boy's small mouth. Christian looked down at Ethan as the boy pulled off the still oozing cock. He smiled, opened his mouth, and stuck out his tongue to show the large amount of cum he had gifted the kid. Christian saw the kid swallow, rubbing his tummy and saying "mmm" to let him know how yummy his cum was. "You better hurry and leave. My dad wants me outside. If he comes back he'll just walk in." Ethan explained as he opened the blinds and then the window. "Here, I sneak out this way sometimes." Christian quickly dressed, checked to make sure he had everything, and then slid out of the window. He turned back to the window and Ethan pulled him in for a kiss. The kid lovingly sucked on his bottom lip. "You're my bitch now, Chris." Ethan said with a broad smile. "Make an excuse and come back tomorrow night. You can suck my cock through my window." Christian almost refused until he realized the side of the house was completely secluded and that he didn't really have a choice now. He was Ethan's "bitch" as the kid put it. "Ok buddy," Christian acquiesced. Christian quickly slipped from the yard and back onto the street to continue his route. ******************************** Thanks for reading the second installment. Please check out my other series Adult Youth Young Ballers 2016 Lucky Bastard 2016 Junior High Coach's Perks 2004 Incest Finding Home 2004