Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2016 18:47:41 -0400 From: Sam Sheppard Subject: The Diver in Me (Part 5) Warning: This story involves sexual activities between adults and young boys. Not a word of it is true. The characters and events of the story are fictional and are not based on any real person(s) alive or dead. No animals or children were hurt in the making of this story. Anyone who is offended by this should not read beyond this point. It is not, however, your typical slam bam, thank you Sam, story where adult meets boys and immediately jumps into the sack with them. There's a little more content to it than that. So, if you're looking for a quick jerk off session, sorry, but this ain't it. The author of this story believes that such events should not take place, but acknowledges that many adults will enjoy reading them. I hope you enjoy this and, as always, I'm eager to hear your thoughts and suggestions for future episodes. Also, if you like these and the other stories, Nifty needs your donations, to continue to provide them. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Adult – Youth (M,b,B,con) The Diver in Me - Part 5 "And, well, here we are." David sat there, stunned, his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide as saucers. "Now you know why no one can know," I explained and David just nodded. "OK, so the videos and pictures you have on your computer are really nothing to worry about. They're the normal actions of a curious teenager. The only thing is, you might want to make the password a little more difficult to crack. Your birthday in reverse is way too easy to figure out," I told him. David nodded again, still looking stunned by my story. "H..how long did you um..do it, um..make the videos," he asked. "From the time I was 12 until a few years ago," I replied. "I eventually became the older kid who broke in the younger boys and then the adult in the videos." David nodded thoughtfully, paused and asked, "Um..W..what happened to the videos and pictures?" I told him that they were still out there on the internet and that I had copies of them. "So," I asked, "Do you want to go and get some breakfast now?" David thought for a minute and hesitantly replied, "Yeah, that'd be good. But, um..I was wondering if, well, maybe, we could uh..watch one of the uh..videos?" I looked at him. He was blushing and avoided looking me in the eye. "I don't think that would be such a good idea, David," I replied. "They're pretty graphic and not really for kids." "I know," he said, "but I promise I won't say anything to anyone and I'd really like to see one." "I don't know," I said. "I still think it'd be a bad idea." He begged me to see one and I finally gave in. "But, remember, this can be pretty disturbing. So, if you get uncomfortable, just let me know and we'll turn it off. And we won't talk about it again. OK?" He nodded and I went over to my computer and keyed up one of my earlier videos, when I'd been a young teen, about his age. I set it up to project onto the 60" TV in the living room and sat down beside David on the couch. I noticed that he was breathing deeply and was already excited by the prospect of watching such forbidden material. I hit play on the remote and the video started. It began with two young boys, one of them me when I was 15 and the other boy, Bobby, who was 13, sitting on a bed playing cards. It soon became evident that they were playing strip poker. After every hand one of us would remove a piece of clothing until we were both down to nothing but our tight white briefs. Bobby was a sweet 13-year-old blonde who looked like he could have been my little brother. He had blue eyes, not as light blue as mine, but similar enough that it maintained the illusion. He had a snub nose, a mouth with full lips that turned up at the edges, making him look like he was always smiling, which he did most of the time. He had the cutest dimples in his cheeks that got even deeper and larger when he laughed. At the time we made this movie, Bobby had started going through puberty and you could see he had just started growing fine blonde hairs on his forearms and lower legs and his chest had just started filling out. His voice hadn't yet started to change and still maintained that high little boy's pitch. I looked over at David. He was staring at the TV with his mouth hanging open. "You sure you want to watch this," I asked. "It gets pretty raunchy." David looked at me, gulped and nodded. On the screen, Bobby had lost the hand and had to remove his underwear. He sat there, hesitating to strip off the last piece of his clothing. I got up on my knees, shuffled over to him and put my arm around him and whispered in his ear. He slowly stood up and I gently slid his undies down, over his small cock and then down his legs until he was completely naked. He covered his genitals with his hands but I reached out and separated them, revealing his flaccid 3" cocklet and a pair of just ripening balls. Looking over at him, I could see David leaning forward, staring in fascination at what was happening on the screen. I glanced down at his crotch and there was the start of a tent in his jeans. I paused the video and turned toward him. "David, can I ask you something? You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but you seem pretty into this. I know you've made your own videos, but have you ever done anything with anyone else?" He blushed and looked down at the floor, slowly shaking his head. "OK," I replied. "That's not unusual at your age. What do you think interests you more, guys or girls?" He looked back up at me and, with a hitch in his voice, managed to croak out, "I don't know." "Hey, that's OK too," I told him. "A lot of guys your age are still unsure about their sexuality. It's actually normal to experiment in order to figure it out." I asked him if he'd ever wanted to try something with one of his buddies. He nodded and told me he had a friend that he was trying to figure out how to ask, but that he was afraid of being called a queer in school. He also explained that there was a girl in one of his classes that he thought was really cute and he was trying to figure out how to ask her out, so he was really confused. "David, that's understandable," I replied. "Between not knowing if you're gay or straight, plus societal pressure and peer pressure on top of it, it can be a really confusing and disturbing time. Here's what I'd suggest, if you want we can finish watching this video or I can put in straight porn, but whichever you want, I'm not going to judge you. If you have any questions, you can ask me anything and I promise to tell you anything you want to know. OK?" It looked like a weight had come off his shoulders. David sat back up and softly said he wanted to watch this video. I hit play on the remote and the action resumed with me reaching out and wrapping my hand around Bobby's semi-soft penis. I started slowly stroking his cock and it slowly became fully erect. Bobby was frozen to the spot and stood there, eyes wide and panting. I heard David make a small noise and when I looked over at him he was breathing hard and had his hand resting over top of his crotch. As he watched the video, he unconsciously rubbed his cock through his jeans. On the screen, I shed my underwear, revealing my raging 6" hardon, moved in front of Bobby and, leaning in, slipped my mouth over his hard spike, engulfing it all the way to the root, my nose and lips pressed tight against the sparse golden hairs above his cock. As I started giving Bobby head on the screen, I looked at David and he was visibly rubbing his cock. The action continued with me gently pushing Bobby down onto the floor and moving into a 69 with him. My cock was sticking straight at Bobby's mouth and I had taken his back into my mouth and started sliding my lips back and forth along the small rod. Bobby tentatively rubbed his nose against the head of my dick and then stuck his tongue out and took a small swipe of my cock. I pushed my hips forward a bit, encouraging him to take my cock in his mouth and he responded by opening his mouth and letting the head slip in between his soft lips. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see David increase the speed that he was rubbing his cock. He began to breathe heavily and started breaking out in a slight sweat. I paused the video and turned toward him. "David, it looks to me like you're trying to jerk off without jerking off. We're both guys here, and, as you can see, I've seen my fair share of cocks and cum. So why don't you just pull it out and do what you need to do." He looked at me like I had two heads and then it dawned on him that what I'd said wasn't so off the wall. He wondered, "I don't know. That seems kinda gay, doesn't it?" I couldn't help chuckling. "Buddy, we're watching a movie of me at 15 sucking off a 13 year old boy. You honestly think jacking off in front of me is gay?" "Yeah, I guess that's true," he replied, "but I don't think I'm ready to do that." "Hey, no problem," I answered. "But, if you feel the urge overcome you, just go ahead and do it. Believe me, it won't faze me." He nodded and I restarted the video. As we watched me and Bobby sucking each other's cock, I could see David was becoming excited again. He was growing a noticeable bulge in the crotch of his jeans and was fidgeting on the couch. On the screen, I'd stopped sucking Bobby and had rolled him onto his back and lifted his legs. I started licking the hairless skin between his small balls and his ass and then, spreading his tight, smooth little cheeks, down into the little furrow between them. Bobby began rolling his head from side to side and moaning. Glancing over at David, I could see this was really affecting him. He had his hands in his lap and was rubbing his hard cock through his jeans and had started sweating again, so I took a chance and reaching over to him, placed my hand on his. David jumped at the contact, but didn't push my hand away, so I took another, bigger chance and slid my hand under his and on top of his very hard penis and began rubbing. He leaned his head back onto the couch and surrendered himself to the sensation. I rubbed him through his jeans for another minute and then undid hid belt and unzipped his jeans. I slid my hands onto the sides of his jeans and slid the top down a bit until I couldn't get them any farther down. David lifted his hips and I was able to pull them down over his hips and ass. I pulled them all the way down and off his feet, leaving David sitting on my couch in his plaid boxers with his rock hard dick tenting them out. It looked like he had quite a good size penis and I was anxious to get a look at it. I reached into the fly of his boxers and grasped his hard rod, causing David to gasp, and began siding my hand up and down the length of the hot, solid fleshy rod. David spread his legs, allowing me better access to his cock and balls. I took my hand off his cock and slid his boxers down, pulling the waistband out and over his erection. His cock was about 6.5" long and wider around than my finger and thumb could reach, over top of a bush of dark, curly hair. He was circumcised and had a large, reddish rounded head sitting atop that large fleshy tube and a pair of testicles the size of large olives which were drawn up tight against his crotch. I took hold of his boner and began gently sliding my hand up and down along his hard shaft. I reached over with my other hand and began gently squeezing and rolling his balls in my fingers and David moaned softly. As I stroked his hard cock, David began thrusting his hips up and down to meet my strokes. I sped up my caresses, gripped his cock harder and David moaned. "Oooohhh fuuuccck, that feels sooooo ggoooodd," he groaned. I played with David's hardon for several minutes and watched him as he got more and more into the sensations I was creating. I took a chance and asked, "David, I want to ask you something, but if you're not up for it, it's OK." I paused, took a deep breath and went ahead, "How would you feel about me sucking you off?" "Seriously?" he replied hesitantly. "Ummm..I...uh...think that'd be OK." I didn't have to be asked more than once, so I spread his legs, got down on my knees between those strong, soft thighs and leaned down to lick the head of his cock. "OOOOHHHHFFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKK," he cried out. "Ooooohhhh, hooolllyyy shhittt!" My lips slid softly along his hard shaft, up to the ridge at the base of his engorged head and then down until my lips were pressed against his pubic mound and my nose was resting in his dark bush, engulfing the entire length of his pulsing staff. Taking it out of my mouth, I licked the shaft from head to base, down onto his tight little scrotum, swirling my tongue all over his sac and firm balls, taking each one into my mouth and sucking it in turn. I lifted his jewels out of the way and slid my tongue along his perineum, back onto his balls and then back to his penis, where I took it back into my mouth and went back to sucking him. He mewed loudly, "Ohhhhh yeahhhh, oohhh yeeaahhh, awww mannnn, ohhh, ohhh , ohhhh," and as I felt David begin to tense up, I thought about teasing him and slowing down, but my lust and his obvious excitement got the better of me. I sped up some more, and as he neared his orgasm, his balls pulled up tighter against his body, his cum raced up the shaft of his cock and forcefully hit the back of my throat. "Ooohhhh fffuuuuccckkkk, Ooohhh fuuuuuuck. Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, oh shit, I'm gonna cum, ohh fuuuck, ohh fuuuck, I'm gonna cum," he cried, and as he began to cum in my mouth, David shrieked, "OOOHHFFUUUUUUCCKKK, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, oooh ffuuucck, oooh wooww, ohhhhh." I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed and as he slowed down, I slid my lips up to the tip and let the last dribbles of his teenager's essence flow onto my tongue. As his cock began to soften, I let it slip from my mouth, wiped a small amount of his sperm off my lips and stood up. David was slumped back into the couch, his head resting on the back and his eyes closed. His breath began slowing and he started drifting off to sleep after what had been such a shattering orgasm. I stood and looked down at the partially naked 15-year-old boy lying in front of me. He looked so peaceful and content and adorable and vulnerable. I went into the guest bedroom, pulled a blanket out of the closet and draped it over him. Now it was my turn. I was about as worked up as I could be and needed some serious relief. Having just blown a 15 year old on top of watching the video of me and another young boy, it took as much self-control as I could muster not to throw David on his stomach and bury my cock in his tight bubble butt ass and fuck him senseless. I left him sleeping on the couch and went into my bathroom. I thought a hot shower and my right hand would take care of the problem. After taking off my clothes and setting a nice warm shower, I stepped into the stall and let the warm water wash over me. I soaped up and began thinking about Owen and David and I was completely erect in about 5 seconds. I took hold of my 7" cock and began fondling it gently as I reran my session with David in my mind. I went through every stroke of his young cock and the feel of it in my hand as his silken skin slid up and down his rock hard shaft, the feel of how it got harder as he got closer to cumming and how it felt to bring him to orgasm in my mouth. As I remembered how his shaft felt in my mouth, I began jerking my cock harder and felt myself getting closer to my own climax. When I combined that with remembering how Owen's little boy's cock had felt as he had had his dry cum, his small cock twitching and throbbing in my hand, I got even closer. I was so close that I hadn't noticed, but when I opened my eyes for a second, David stood there, naked, watching me as I masturbated. He opened the door to the shower, climbed in and stood under the water, his naked, strikingly good-looking body gleaming as the water ran down it. I recovered from my surprise and asked him, "What're you doing?" He explained, "I woke up and you weren't around. I heard the shower and thought a shower would be good. I needed one and I figured I'd join you." He looked up at me and said, "After watching that movie, and you sucking me, I wanna know what it feels like to jack off and maybe suck another guy." "David, are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. "Yeah, I'm sure," he breathed as he moved closer to me. I wrapped him in my arms, pulled him to me and stood there with this fantastic 15 year old boy pressed against me. He laid his head against my shoulder and I leaned down and placed a kiss on his head. I wrapped him in my arms and hugged him, running one hand down his back to grab a handful of one of his strong, firm cheeks as he wrapped his arms around my chest. The feel of his bare skin against mine and his rapidly hardening penis against my leg made my cock harden almost immediately. Ending our embrace, he took my cock in his hand and stroked it gently. "Ohhh David, that feels great," I purred. After several minutes of this adorable young teen jacking me, he dropped to his knees, wrapped his lips around the head of my cock and slowly slid his lips down the shaft, until he felt like gagging and then backed off. "Just take it slow and watch your teeth," I said. "Don't try and take too much of it in your mouth. What you're doing right now feels fantastic." David took my rampant erection into his beautiful mouth and began sucking me. I looked down and watched as my raging hardon slid in and out of his lips. It only took a minute or so until I felt the cum begin boiling up from my balls and my cock begin throbbing. I couldn't help but cry out, "Aww fuck, that feels awesome. Ohh yeah. Oh shit, David. Oh man. Ooohhh fuuuuuuck." His warm, moist mouth felt so good as it cradled my cock, that I couldn't hold out for long. As I got closer to reaching nirvana, I began to pant and moan, "Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, oh shit, I'm gonna cum, ohh fuuuck, ohh fuuuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. David, I'm gonna cum, stop. Stop." But he ignored my warning and kept his mouth wrapped tightly on my now-throbbing cock, until, with a cry of, "OOOHHFFUUUUUUCCKKK, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, ohfuck,ohfuck, oooh ffuuucck," I blasted my cum into his mouth. He kept his mouth on my cock as I had to lean back against the wall before I fell down as this incredible boy drained me. David stood back up, wiped his mouth and smiled. "Wow, that felt really weird," he stated. "I'm not sure if I like it or not." "Well, all I can say, I sure as hell did," I answered, "but, you know, it's not for everyone. At least now you know and can make up your own mind. Now, we should get dressed and go get something to eat and I can get you home. Your mom's probably wondering what the hell's going on and why you're not home yet." "I thought I just had something to eat," he joked. I gave his yummy bum a swat and said, "Smart ass. Go get dressed." And with that, David climbed out of the shower, towelled off that beautiful body of his and disappeared into the guest bedroom. After we'd both dressed, we left the suite, went to one of the local family restaurants for what ended up being brunch and then I took him home. When we walked in the door, Owen was sitting on the couch watching cartoons. He jumped up and ran over to me and, giving me a huge hug, asked if he could hang out with me for the afternoon. Carol came out of the kitchen. You could tell she was exhausted, so I looked at her and asked, "Want me to take him off your hands for the day? That way you can get some rest." She smiled and said, "That would be great. You've been so helpful, but I don't want to impose on you." "No imposition at all," I replied. "Owen's so easy to handle, it's a pleasure having him around. As a matter of fact, since we have practice tonight, why don't I take him back to my place after and he can spend the rest of the weekend with me." She thought about it for a minute and then replied, "I guess that would be OK, as long as Owen wants to." She looked over at Owen and before she could ask, he jumped up, yelled, "Yipppeeee," and ran upstairs to grab some clothes. Carol and I looked at each other and started laughing. "I think that's a yes," I said. "I'll go upstairs," Carol chuckled, "and make sure he packs the right things." I sat down and about 10 minutes later Owen charged down the stairs, yelling, "OK, I'm ready!" I laughed at his eagerness and reminded him to say goodbye to his mom and David before we left. He ran to Carol, wrapped her in a big hug, said goodbye and Thanks. "You be good," she reminded him, "and make sure you do what Sam tells you." "I will, mom," he replied as I smiled inside.