Date: Tue, 10 Nov 2020 00:52:45 +0000 From: Vance Von Jungsburg Subject: The Abundant Boys of Lucas Brent - Chapter 6 (Gay/Adult-Youth) The following story is fictional. None of the events or characters are real. Please do not read if you are under 18 or if the content is illegal in your jurisdiction. Your feedback is the only reward I get for writing. If you liked the story or want to comment about it or anything else, contact me at vereinington@protonmail.com. Check out my other stories in the prolific authors section under Vance Von Jungsburg. Nifty needs your donations to provide this valuable platform http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html THE ABUNDANT BOYS OF LUCAS BRENT by Vance Vereinington CHAPTER SIX: Charlie the Babysitter This is a standalone chapter in the exploits of my 20-year-old housemate Lucas, who had the extraordinary ability to seduce boys due to his adonis-like physique and engaging personality. *** I was sitting at the kitchen table on my laptop when Lucas came in through the back door. He was carrying a plastic grocery bag. "Do you remember I told you I seduced that 17-year-old guy who babysat me when I was 12?" Lucas asked. "Yes, of course. I've been waiting to hear the details," I answered. "Well... I saw him at Trader Joe's today." Lucas sounded excited. "Wow - what happened?" I closed my laptop. Lucas sat down at the table. "I went in to get those ghost pepper chips, and I saw him in the snack aisle. I recognized him right away, but he didn't notice me. So I went right up to him and said 'Hey Charlie.' He looked at me but still didn't recognize me. So I said 'Are you still fooling around with 12-year-old boys?'" "No!!" I almost knocked over my coffee. "Yeah!" Lucas laughed. "Then he figured out who I was. He had this look on his face like he wanted to run away! I kinda felt sorry for him, since i was the one who forced him to have sex with me, so I told him I was just kidding, and I still appreciated our time together." "Thank God," I said. "You may have had to administer CPR in the Trader Joe's aisle if you kept it up," Lucas chuckled. "So then I asked him if he wanted to come over, maybe spend some time hanging out. I wasn't serious - I was just yanking his chain again. He got all flustered and said he was really busy right now and couldn't." "Damn, Lucas," I said. "You continue to amaze me. But I'm dying to know the details about you and Charlie when you were 12." "OK," Lucas said. "My mom used to go to Vegas all the time for the weekend. She'd drop me at my aunt Gina's house, but Gina moved to OC when I was 12. Then my mom wanted to go to Vegas one weekend. I told her I was old enough to stay home by myself, which I was, but she was afraid someone might find out. So she asked the son of one of her friends if he'd stay at the apartment over the weekend." "That was Charlie?" I asked. "Yeah. Charlie. He was in high school. I'd met him a couple times when I was younger, but now I was 12 and my hormones were raging. When he came over and I saw him, I started thinking he was a pretty sexy guy." "What did he look like?" I asked. "He was tall and thin, but 'muscular thin,' not 'skin and bones thin.' Dark hair, cute face. I remember he was on the high school volleyball team," Lucas recounted. "He's standing there while my mom is giving him the run-down on staying over, and I'm looking at his satiny basketball shorts and there's a definite bulge at the front. I determined I was gonna figure out a way to see his cock that weekend." Lucas went on. "So the first night Charlie's staying over, we're watching TV, and I say, 'Charlie? Can I ask you a question?' He goes 'Yeah,' so I ask him 'why is my penis hard all the time?'" Lucas and I both laughed. "Charlie says it's part of growing up and he explains puberty to me. I keep asking questions that will get him deeper into it: 'How do I stop it from being hard?'" Lucas recounted. "Charlie explains masturbation to me. A that time I'd been watching porn and jerking off since I was nine, but I'm totally playing up that I'm an innocent boy who doesn't have a father around to explain things to me." "'What happens when you masturbate?' I ask Charlie. He explains ejaculation and semen, and I ask him if he can teach me how to do it," Lucas said. "So Charlie pantomimes it with his hand, but I act like I still don't get what he's trying to get across." "Then I asked him 'Do you masturbate?' He says he does, so I ask him if he can show me. He's being very resistant so I start moping and he finally says he'll do it, but I have to promise never to tell anyone. So I guess I'm breaking my promise right now." Lucas laughed. "Charlie gets up and bolts the front door and closes the curtains, then he sits back on the couch and pulls his pants and underwear down to his thighs. He's half hard already, but he starts stroking his cock and gets fully hard. I say, 'Wow! You have a big penis!' even though it was about the same size as mine at 12." Lucas laughed again. "So when he's jerking I ask him, 'What's a blow job?' He tells me it's when a girl puts a boy's penis in her mouth and sucks on it. I tell him that my friend Stanford told me his cousin Steven and him put their penises in each other's mouths." I interrupted Lucas. "Was that true, or is that just something you made up?" "It was true," Lucas laughed, "but it was me and Stanford who sucked each other, not his cousin!" Lucas' retelling of the story was triggering laughter in both of us. The absurdity of a knowledgeable 12-year-old scheming to seduce a clueless 17-year-old was priceless. Lucas went on, "So I say to Charlie, 'I guess a boy can give a blowjob, too.'" "Charlie says something like 'Yes, a boy can give a blowjob. That's what gay guys do.' The whole time we're having this conversation, he's working his cock." "Then I asked him if he'd ever had a blowjob. He said no, and I said that was too bad 'cuz it sounds nice. And then I noticed a drop of precum on Charlie's piss slit. So I get up all close, like my face is six inches from his dick, and I ask him what it is." "He tells me, and I reach out and put my index finger right on the drop of cum like I'm inspecting it, then I wrap my thumb and fingers around his cock head and probe it like I just found a starfish in a tidepool." I jumped in, "You should be a poet." We both laughed. Lucas continued. "I start gently stroking, and Charlie takes his hand off his cock. You know how it feels better when someone else's hand is doing it. Charlie leans back and closes his eyes. Then I knew I had him." "So I just leaned in and took his cock into my mouth. I knew I had to start making him feel real good real fast or he'd pull out, so I started sucking hard and took him as deep as I could. I got tired after a couple minutes and finally stopped." "Then what happened?" I asked. "Charlie jerked off and came all over his stomach. I think my blowjob must have been effective 'cuz he came really hard and fast." "And then I said 'We did a blow job. That means we're gay.'" "Charlie says no, he's not gay, that it's not gay if you get the blowjob. And I start acting all upset, like I'm gong to cry, and I say 'That means I'm gay! You made me gay." Neither of us were laughing now. We both knew Lucas had crossed the line into manipulating the older boy's feelings. "Charlie says that didn't necessarily make me gay, and even if I was gay, there was nothing wrong with that, but he thought I was too young to make that decision anyways," Lucas said. "So I asked him how would I know if I was gay? What else do gay guys like to do? And he told me about anal sex." Lucas went on. "I said to Charlie, 'well, I think I'm gay. I want to try anal sex.'" "Charlie looks all anxious and says 'Oh, no! We're not going there.'" "Now I start trying to talk him into it. I said 'Charlie, you already let me give you a blow job and now I think I'm gay. I need to try anal sex to make sure.'" I resumed laughing. The absurdity of the conversation was breathtaking. Lucas laughed, too. "Charlie said he'd think about it. I think it was just a way to shut me up, but the next day I brought it up several times. "That night, when we were together again watching TV, I said 'Charlie. You and me did something last night that made me think I'm gay. But I don't know for sure. This suspense is tearing me apart. You're supposed to be looking after me, but now I'm a wreck. Just let me try to put my penis in your bottom. I'm just a little kid. You won't even feel it.'" "Oh God!" I blurted out. "Yes!" Lucas emphasized. "Finally Charlie relented. 'Okay, you can put your penis in my butt.' We went into my room and I told him to get naked and lie on my bed. He strips off and lies down and I have to tell him to turn over!" Lucas laughed. "I smeared my cock with baby oil and then started putting oil on his ass. I didn't know how much oil I was supposed to use, so I'm pouring it on his butt and it's gushing down his ass crack like a waterfall!" Lucas couldn't contain his laughter. "Then I start rubbing it around and I've basically coated the entire lower half of his body with the oil." I was doubled over with laughter as Lucas recounted the events, but I interrupted him to ask a couple questions. "So, you were 12 when this is happened. Were you able to cum yet? Did you have hair?" "Yeah, I had been cumming for a little while. Like I said, my cock was as big as Charlie's by this point, so maybe 5 1/2 inches." Lucas was now over seven inches, so it was easy to imagine him being that size at 12. "You must have been a hot 12-year-old," I said. Lucas shrugged then continued his story. "So Charlie's face is buried in my pillow like he doesn't want to see what's gonna happen. I put my cock up to his hole and start pushing but it won't go in - it's just slipping all over the place because of all the lube. I'd seen plenty of pornos with guys fucking, but it always seemed to go right in. So I grab my cock and start trying to force it in. After a little work I finally breached his asshole, and I started humping. God, my first fuck. It felt so damn good, all tight and wet and warm. My cock had never experienced anything that great." "Charlie just lies there like a dead fish, but I didn't care 'cuz it felt so fucking awesome. I start pumping faster and faster and it's making that slap-slap-slap sound just like in the pornos and then "Uhhhhh!" I unload in his ass. It was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had up to that point." Lucas said. "Maybe that's why I like fucking boys so much." "No doubt," I agreed. "So what happened after that? How did Charlie react?" "He got up and said he was going to take a shower. While he was in the shower I started freaking out. I had to spend another day with Charlie, and I'd totally manipulated him into doing something he didn't want to do. So when he got out of the shower I said, 'Hey, Charlie. Thank you. I've been confused for a while about being gay, but you really helped me figure things out. I feel a lot better.' Suddenly Charlie completely changes his attitude - like he's some sort of super-mentor who's just solved a crisis." Lucas laughed again. "After that, he seemed cool about it. I think he felt he'd made a sacrifice for the greater good." "God!" I said. "What a story." "It's not over yet!" Lucas jumped in. "The next night when we were watching TV, I asked Charlie if he wanted a blowjob. I said 'Remember, it's not gay if a guy gets his dick sucked. Since I'm gay, I'll do the sucking.' And Charlie let me blow him and he came in my mouth. Charlie babysat me a few more times after that, and I'd blow him every time he stayed over." Lucas finished the story. "When I was 14 my mom felt like I was old enough to stay at home by myself, so Charlie stopped coming over. By that time I had a boyfriend anyway, so I was happy to have the apartment to myself for the weekend." I could imagine what 14-year-old Lucas and his boyfriend might get up to in an empty apartment for a weekend. I was sure Lucas would tell me about it sometime. *** The next day Lucas came into the kitchen while I was eating breakfast. "I have a surprise for you, " he said. I looked at him quizzically as he held his phone out for me to look. It was a selfie. A nude selfie. A nude selfie of a 12-year-old boy holding his iPhone up to the bathroom mirror. That it was Lucas was unmistakable - his hair was a couple shades lighter and was styled in the popular Justin Bieber swoop of the time, but it was definitely a young Lucas. Though his body had yet to develop the angular muscularity it had now, an emerging sixpack hinted at the cut and toned body Lucas would develop as an older teen. In the photo Lucas' erect penis pointed out and up from his creamy white midsection bordered by a tan stomach and tan legs. A small, sparse patch of light pubic hair was barely visible. "Did you send this to anyone when you were a kid?" I asked. "Oh, yeah, I sent it to every kid I met online!" Lucas laughed. "I wonder how many boys have jerked off to this very picture?" That was classic Lucas: spreading love and engendering erotic thoughts in boys all over the world. END