Date: Fri, 10 Sep 2021 00:44:23 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tasting Kit (Adult-youth)

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Suburban life is great. Being the 'nice guy' in the neighbourhood has its
perks too. I live alone, and was very careful with my money, saving it up
so I could basically retire early and live off my savings. I have a nice
house, and mainly keep to myself. One particular neighbour noticed this,
and asked if I would be willing to look after her son each day. See, his
mother works till late, and the boy is not yet old enough to be trusted
at home on his own.


I can't emphasise how much I enjoyed looking after him when he got home
from school. It was summer, so I had only really known him to wear
shorts. He usually wore those longer ones which came to just above the
knee. They weren't baggy or anything, they hugged his legs fairly
closely. My favourite part was when he would be bent over for something,
his curved butt. The material hugged those cute buns nicely. I wouldn't
call it a bubble butt, but he had a nicely shaped rump on him. The seam
going down the middle where his crack would be, disappearing between his
legs where only my imagination could wander. Kit was his name.


When he first started coming over, he would just watch TV, but I would
find any excuse I could to get him to help me out with odd jobs.
Eventually, he would come to look for something to do, even on days when
there wasn't anything urgent that needed doing. I mentioned this to his
mom all the extra work he did for me, I thought it best she knew. She
didn't seem to mind though, saying it would be good for him to do the odd
chore. I decided I would at least give him some pocket money for his
efforts. I'll never forgive the first time I gave him a crisp $20 bill.
The look of astonishment turned into a big smile, spreading across his
young face.


Despite him always working his fingers, he never seemed to get overly
sweaty. He never seemed to get angry or frustrated. He never said no to
anything I asked. He was a shy boy, quite timid. I don't think he even
had the fortitude to come up with the word no, or to protest. The closest
I would get is whenever I would ask him about his personal life, he would
always withdraw into himself. Asking about girlfriends, he would blush.
It didn't seem like he had any of those. He had friends, played a bit of
sport, but never really wanted to share. He just turned up in the
afternoons, to be some eye candy for me.


I wanted him though. The truth is, I had developed a crush on him. I had
never been with a boy before, or even a man for that matter. There was
something about this boy, and I wanted to know more about him. I wanted
to see what was hiding in those shorts of his. I was tired of seeing his
shorts, I wanted to see what was inside. I had barely even touched him in
all the times he had been over. Maybe a light touch on the shoulder,
nothing more. But I needed more. The urge had been growing to do
something with him. Something secret. I'd jerked off to gay porn,
especially stories, many of which let my mind go wild with the ideas of
what I could do with him, but I didn't want to scare the guy off. He was
likely too young to go all the way with, but there were a few things I
might be able to persuade him to do. That and I was only just gathering
the guts myself to do anything at all, many of the other ideas would have
to come later. It would need to start with something simple. Something I
could slowly bring him into.


One day, I finally saw my chance. There hadn't been a lot to do around
the house. And there didn't seem to be anything Kit was interested in on
TV. He was just sitting on my couch, basically twiddling his thumbs.


"Hey Kit, want to see something cool?" I called out.


What kid could say no to that? I was on my laptop at my table nearby.
Most of the time I had the back of the screen to him. Usually because
there was porn on it, but now I was going to actually show it to him.
Lead him in. Sort of.


"What is it?" Kit asked, getting up and standing next to me. Even just
with him standing there it was like electric. I wish I could just eat him
up right there as he stood there. I turned the laptop to face him, I had
already preloaded a video from porn hub. Two twenty-something men were
going at it, one fucking the other with all his might. The video was
pretty in your face about it too, the one on top fucking a bottom, his
hairy adult-sized cock slapping into the one on the bottom. Moans and
groans echoing out over my laptop's speakers.


Kit was rooted to the spot, watching the two adults really go at it. His
young mind trying to comprehend what he was watching. The nakedness of
two fully grown adults on the screen.


"What do you think?" I asked, trying to read him. Clearly, something like
this would make the young guy uncomfortable.


"They're so big..and hairy." He said, almost in a whisper.


"You'll be just as big one day," I laughed.


As awkward as it was making him feel, he kept watching. Transfixed as the
two men had sex. I doubt he had ever seen anything like that before. He
couldn't take his eyes off of the big meaty cocks flopping around, one of
which was forcing its way into the other.


"Is he hurting that man?" Kit asked quietly.


"It would have hurt if he had never done it before. But these guys do
this sort of thing a lot. Do you think you would ever try something like
this? "


My question was answered with a rapid shake of the head. Though he was
still watching, I changed the video to one which I hoped he would be more
interested in. This time it was an older man, probably in his forties,
underneath what appeared to be a young teen. The teen was sitting on the
man's face, his asshole being eaten out. The camera repeatedly panned
from the teenager's face, which was in a state of bliss, then back
towards the older man serving his hole. This is the video I hoped Kit
would be more interested in.


I let him watch for a moment, watching his reactions. He seemed
intrigued. I caught him adjusting himself in his shorts, so clearly it
was having some sort of a reaction. I wondered what his little dick
looked like, and if it was boning up by his watching this video.


"What do you think of this one, Kit?"


This time it took a while for him to respond. The fact that someone would
even want to do something like this was probably new to him. Did he think
it was dirty? Or was he curious? Both of the participants on the screen
seemed to be having a great time, especially the teen. Kit likely never
fathomed why someone would want to lick a butthole like that, nor what it
might feel like. I could see him try to form a sentence a few times as he
watched, before he finally got the words out.


"Wouldn't doing that be kinda stinky?"


"Not necessary. For some, it can smell really good. I bet yours isn't
stinky. "


He sort of shuffled on the spot, adjusting himself again. Probably
wondering that same question himself. The video came to an end, shortly
after the older man kissed and licked the teens' ass once more. I could
see the wheels turning in Kit's head as he pieced together what he had
just seen. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought people would
do something like that. Meanwhile, I felt like I was almost drooling
watching him think it over. His slim body was right in front of me,
almost swaying. God I needed this kid. I needed to tell him I needed it
while he was still in awe and somewhat curious.


"If you can keep a secret Kit, I'd like to try that with you."


My heart dropped when he immediately shook his head.


"I don't want to lick someone's butt. That's gross. "


"Well, what if I was on the bottom? I could lick yours? "


"You want to lick MY butt? I dunno... "


"Come on. It'll be our special little thing. You saw those two and how
much they enjoyed it. How about we give it a little go. You'll be on top,
so you can always stop any time you want. "


"Okay, but can I keep my shorts on? I don't want you seeing my stuff"


Not quite what I had hoped, but it was a starting point. Might as well
see where it led to. I agreed and laid down on the couch which he was on
just moments ago. He fidgeted, watching me as I got into position on my
back.


"I'm comfy. Why don't you come park your butt right here," I said with a
grin, pointing to my face. That gave him a nervous chuckle too.


He walked up a bit closer, turning around so his back was facing me.
There was that little cotton covered bum on his, the curves of the
material not doing much to hide its shape. As he went to sit down his aim
was a little off, but he was light enough to move once on top of me,
shifting him to the little inward dent of his bum fit in the bridge of my
nose. I was a little worried about how heavy he might be, not wanting him
to break my nose or something, but turned out he was quite manageable. He
certainly wasn't holding back with his sitting, the cheeks of his shorts
coming into contact with the cheeks on my face, squashing me down hard
into the couch.


"Don't you dare fart" I muffled below him, now that he was in place. This
got a bit of a giggle from him. Even with his shorts on, I was quite in a
vulnerable position.


As far as first times go, this wasn't so bad. His bum sort of smooshed my
face into the sofa, but there wasn't anything unpleasant about it. I did
notice how warm it got, and how fast. His body heat radiating off of him,
and my head trapped between his butt and the cushion. His soft bum cheeks
like little pillows of their own, pressed into my face. Sadly, with his
shorts on I couldn't really smell anything, nothing more than when he was
standing around me anyway. I wanted him to taste him but I couldn't do it
with fabric in the way.


"Are you okay?" I asked. A bit silly, I know, considering at this stage
all he was doing was resting on my face, a slightly lumpier than average
place to sit.


"Yeah, this is okay," he replied softly.


Even if this was as far as we went, I was happy. I wasn't quite where I
wanted to go, but even this was a giant leap. His ass being in contact
was so nice. I had never been this close to Kit, or anyone else for that
matter. He could sit there until it was time for him to head home if he
wanted to. But I wanted to try for a little more.


"Want to do the next part?"


"What's that?


"You know, without the shorts?"


"I don't want to, I'm scared.." he admitted


"What are you scared of little guy?"


"I dunno..I just don't want you to see my butt. And what if I make you
sick or something? "


I laughed. As much as I had no idea, I couldn't care less if this little
act might get me sick. I wanted it anyway.


"I've seen plenty of butts in my time, Kit, and done this lots of
times." I lied "I'll be fine."


"You have? Not mine though."


"I've done it enough. Trust me Kit. Come on, take them off, and sit back
down." This time I said it with enough authority that I knew he wouldn't
have it in him to say no. It just wasn't in him.


When he got up and turned around, I dunno who would have more
butterflies, him or me at that point. With some hesitation though, he
pushed his shorts and undies down. They were red briefs, if you need to
know. They went to the floor as he stepped out of them. As he
straightened back up, he used his tshirt to fully clutch himself, hiding
his penis from me. I guess that hidden treasure will need to wait for
another day, I wasn't going to push it.


He was so adorable standing there. His skinny legs leading up to his
t-shirt which barely hid his groin from view. Looking at this half naked
boy of my dreams, my manhood just got the better of me. I had no
intention of getting naked myself, but my rock hard cock in my boxers
overrode my brain for a second. I shoved my hands down my own pants,
freeing it. His eyes went wide as he saw my cock for the first time.


"Wow..." he exclaimed.


"Come on, hurry up, come and sit."


He slowly came back over, and turned around. I finally saw his buttcrack
at last. His t-shirt was baggy enough that it hid the top half of his
rear end, but the lower half of his bum was on display. A deep vertical
line, down the middle of two white pink curves of plump skin. He trotted
backwards carefully, getting ever so closer. Before he sat, I reached out
and grabbed his hips so I could guide him down to the right spot. His
shirt quickly riding up to see more of his ass as his cheeks spread above
me.


Fuck here we go. There was no backing out now. His little bum quickly
approaching, his cheeks parting. He tucked his fingertips into his
cheeks, spreading them apart for me. His boyhole came into view, hidden
deep inside his crack, the slightly redder, pinker colouring around it,
with a pursed, wrinkled dot in the centre. He was still a couple inches
away as he came in when I got my first whiff. I was pleasantly surprised
to find it wasn't a bad smell, it was a kind of sweet smell, which became
more powerful as lowered his most secret body part right against my nose.
I angled my nostrils right at his pucker and sniffed. It was powerful. He
had a sweet musk, a tang. A dark earthly smell, his tight hole reeking of
ode to boy. I sniffed hard, hard enough that I suspected Kit could have
heard the rush of air. Every part of my airways was assaulted by the
smell of his young ass.


"Oh god..." I moaned


"Sorry..." he replied tentatively.


"No, your hole is amazing Kit, I love it. "


I snorted loudly, the eye of his ass nestled right over my nostrils. I
breathed him in again. I shifted his buns down slightly. I needed a
taste. Poking my tongue at his shitter, there was an explosion of flavour
in my mouth. His stinky sweet boy honey emanating from this place. As I
pushed and probed at his hole, I could hear him purring above me. He was
gyrating his hips, moving them in sync as I sampled his hole as deep as I
could go. As I dove in as hard as I could, I could feel his wetness. His
salty sweat secretions coming from his ass, his own juices adding to the
flavour.


"oooh, " finally a sound of satisfaction from him "lick my hole,
Andy."


I had to attend to my own cock too as I felt him jerking and moaning
above me. I reached down, stroking my cock. I couldn't hold his ass up
any more by doingt his, but I didn't care. He was almost bouncing on my
head now as I licked his hole. His young boy quivering as I licked at the
smooth skin around it, then swirled it into the middle savoring his most
concentrated flavours deep inside his hole. Something stronger, of copper
or ginger was buried inside his bowels, and I had just hint of it.
Tasting his boy butter made my cock explode. The thought of Kits inner
flavors was all it took. I would have unloaded on my clothes, but I
didn't care.


When he finally rose up, freeing me from his butt prison, I could see he
was still shaking a bit. I also caught a glimpse of the back of his
little lose ball bag. It was a slight pink colour, barely pushing out
from his body from what I could see. It was gone in a flash though as he
covered himself again with his t-shirt. One day I will see that too Kit.


"Did you enjoy that? Wanna do it again sometime?" I asked.


I got a shy smile from him, the taste of his ass still lingering on my
tongue, his smell still lurking in my lungs.


"You'll have to show me what you're hiding down there some time too" I
said, as he was clutching his boy jewels in his hand again.


His mother came to pick him up soon after. She did the usual asking
whether he behaved himself, and I did the usual and said he did. Gave him
a bit of a wink this time too, at which he blushed. Our own naughty
little secret between us. As he led him away, I watched his butt
disappear down the front lawn. I think I'm addicted to that butt of his,
I would have to have another go at it tomorrow.


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