Date: Mon, 15 Sep 2003 10:42:21 -0700 (PDT) From: tag michaels Subject: The Player-Shaen III The next morning Shaen didn't show up for our workout and I went about my business as usual, including work, the latter putting about ten K into my bank account. I got home later than usual so Shaen wasn't waiting at the hedge or the door, which was not unexpected. That he didn't come over that evening for our usual work out was unexpected but only slightly. My suspicions were that he was feeling some guilt, maybe shame or at the very least, second thoughts about that we had done. Those were not uncommon feelings when a boy went as far as we had gone the evening before. Despite my having told him that sexual behaviors like that were not uncommon for boys nor were they any indication of sexual orientation, the socialization process was probably strong in him, contradicting my "teen boy sexuality" speech and telling him it wasn't okay, that is was gay stuff and he wasn't a gay boy. Well, there wasn't much I could do about it unless he talked to me about it. I wasn't concerned about his telling anyone and thus putting the spotlight on me. Any concerns I had were about his mental health. I had a martial arts class that evening, as a student and not an instructor, and was going to be late if I didn't get on the stick. I got home about nine, hung out for a while out by the pool, leaving the doors open for Shaen if he decided to come over. He didn't. Nor did he show up the next morning. I was just starting my workout the next evening when he showed up, the sullen look having returned to his face. I welcomed him as though he had never been gone and we proceeded through our workouts in silence. Forty minutes later I finished my sets and as Shaen was finishing his I went into the house and brought out a pitcher of raspberry iced tea, set in on the patio table and poured two glasses. When Shaen finally finished he walked slowly toward the table, toweling off his face. "Not swimming tonight D?" he asked as he approached the table. I handed him a glass of cold liquid. "No, at least not right away." I paused and took another sip of my drink while Shaen had drained three quarters of his glass in one drink and looked at me. "Well, I haven't seen you for two days and I see that the look you usually wear when you're uncomfortable or unsure of yourself is back. I'm guessing that what happened last time you were here has been renting space in your head and you're having some difficulty resolving it. I'm guessing that you may be feeling guilty, maybe shameful, and maybe even questioning your sexual orientation. I'm guessing you'd like or need to talk about it. Being naked and therefore vulnerable before talking, isn't a great idea." I'd said this in the most neutral non-judgmental voice I could muster in an attempt to put the boy at ease, to make it easier for him to identify and voice his feelings or concerns. He was quiet for a moment as he refilled his glass then sat down at the table. "Yeah, you're right D, about all of it. I really liked what we did, what you did to me. I liked it a lot and when I got home it really hit me, what we did. I never wanted to be with boys, I never wanted to be gay. It'd be too hard. Friends, family, people in general always making gay jokes or calling people fags, the way they talk about gay guys and all that stuff. I never really talk that way, I never felt like I needed to. It seems like I've always been sort of tolerant of other people and the way they are or what they believe but I've never wanted to go through all the shit that might happen to me if I was gay so I guess I just put it off kept telling myself that I liked girls. I always beat off thinking about girls and if a boy tried to creep into the picture I always pushed it away. I thought I had convinced myself that I liked girls and wanted to be with them, although I've never really dated or even kissed a girl. I always figured all that stuff would happen some time or another." "After the other night, after doing what we did.. no that's not quite true. It started with being naked with you, the swimming, the hot tub, then the shower, all of that stuff felt comfortable to me. What we did together was the final thing. I truly loved it D, you're touching me, and sucking on me and stuff. When I went home and thought about I started to hate you for it, for putting those feelings in my face, for making me feel like I did. I was up most of that first night thinking about it and by morning I didn't hate you. It's not your fault at all that I liked what we did, that what you did to me made me feel so good. I realized I've been not wanting to see the truth all this time about who I really am. I guess they call that denial." "I think I might be gay. When I put all the stuff together I think I don't want to be with girls, I want to be with a boy, a guy. That scares me D. It scares me a lot. I don't know what's gonna happen when I go home. I don't know if I'll be with another boy and I don't know what I'd do if guys called me a fag. I do know that I like being with you. I like being naked around you and I like it when you touch me. But that's about all I know." He had kept his eyes down through most of that dialogue but looked at me for the last part. His speech needed no comment on my part, no agreeing or disagreeing, no placating, no telling him he was okay, nor did it require me thanking him for what he said. I merely nodded to him indicating that I heard what he said then said to him, "So, what do you want to do now?" He smiled, teeth shining in the fading light. "First I want to swim laps," then he stopped. "No," he went on. "First I want to take a shower with you then I want to go to your bed. I want to do the things that you did to me and I want to learn more things." Well, whatever stuff he had gone through it sure seemed as though he had worked through it, or at least made a huge dent in it. I stood up, grabbed the pitcher along with my glass nodded my head for him to follow me and ended up in my room where I set the pitcher and glass on one of the night stands. Shaen placed his there as well. We were standing quite close and turned toward each other. "Why don't you let me sort of get things started and you can jump in where ever and however you like. How's that sound?" And he nodded his head. I stepped closer, reached out and grasped the bottom hem of his t-shirt and lifted it upward, Shaen helping by raising his arms, and pulled it over his head. I rubbed my hands across his shoulder then down over his nipples, stopping to tweak them both once or twice, slide my hands to his ribs and continued down till I hit the elastic waistband of his workout shorts. I slipped my hands underneath the fabric of both shorts and underwear from behind and cupped the firm twin mounds of his butt and squeezed them gently. Shaen's hands rested gently on my shoulders, our faces only inches apart and our eyes locked. I leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. It wasn't a lingering kiss but it wasn't a quick peck either. When I back my head away his eyes were closed, a peaceful look on his face. He opened them and said quietly, "That was nice," and then he leaned forward and our lips met again only this time for much longer and with some movement in them. I pushed the clothing around his waist down in the back then brought my hands forward and pulled both waistbands out and away from his body then lowered them down under his balls. I let go and grasped onto his cock, hard as wood and standing out away from his firm belly. Shaen sighed as I began stroking him, our lips meeting and breaking away them meeting again in soft gently kisses. "Take your clothes off D, I want to see you and feel you against me," he whispered. We broke away from each other and I proceeded to strip while he finished removing his clothes the rest of the way. Once naked we moved back together, each holding on to the other and rubbing, fondling, touching. Shaen slipped a hand between us and sought out my cock, throbbing with the intensity of the moment. He gripped onto me then squeezed me, feeling the texture, the firmness and who know what else. "It feels soft but warm and hard, almost rubbery." He continued to explore my cock then my balls, hefting and gently fondling them then moving back to my dick and resumed stroking and feeling. My own hands got busy doing the same to him and it wasn't a long time before our breathing became more rapid. "What do you say we hit the shower and clean the sweat off before we continue this."? Shaen just nodded his head. So, taking is hand, I let him to the shower. Once there, things progressed as one might expect. I washed him from head to toe and since he was now of an open mind, he allowed me access without guilt or shame. I massaged his shoulders, rubbed his back, gently soaped and cleaned his heavy balls as well as his ramrod hard cock. I massaged his firm butt cheeks and when I slid my soapy fingers inside his crack, he actually stepped farther apart to allow me into his most secret spot, moaning when I stayed longer than was needed to accomplish the task. I was equally careful when I rinsed him, making sure that his hole and the area between it and his nuts were clear of any soapy residue. I planned on having my mouth and tongue in most, if not all, of that area before the night was out. When I was finished Shaen went about doing the same thing that I had done to him. He did not hesitate a second to run his fingers up inside to my asshole, fingering the muscle with soap. Before he had a chance to rinse me off I told him to wait a moment, took the soap from him and re sudsed his cock and lower abdomen. Once that was done I pulled him to me and held him in place by grasping onto his butt and moving against him, performing frottage. Because we were close to the same height our cocks were side by side, pressed into both our bodies. Shaen got into the rhythm of things and held onto my ass, slowly grinding his cock into me and mine, slowly going through the humping motion. Our faces were only inches apart as we did the dance, our eyes locked onto each other. I very slowly inched my face toward his and I noticed Shaen doing the same thing. He was ready for his first prolonged kiss and my heart began beating even more rapidly. Our lips finally touched, a soft meeting of flesh. Clearly the boy had no experience but he gave it his all, moving his lips as I moved mine. I backed him against the shower wall, pressing into him, massaging both our cocks with our bodies. Shaen's breathing was coming faster and I knew that he would reach his peak very quickly. I debated whether or not to make him cum in the shower or a little later but he made the decision for me. Breaking the kiss he moaned out, "I'm gonna cum soon D oh god I'm gonna cum," his breath coming in ragged hunks. He wrapped his arms around my neck and shoulders, his head tilted to one side and I pressed harder into him. Shaen was squirming like mad against me, humping for all he could as I pressed my lips into the soft crook of his neck and nuzzled him there. Almost every boy I knew and myself included was sensitive there and I had no reason to think that this boy was any different. I was right. "Ooooohhhh fuck," he groaned into my ear. "Oh god oh fuck oh shit ooohhhhhhhh," and we both picked up more speed and pressed even tighter both of us cumming at the same time, sperm pouring out of both cocks and mingling with the soap on our bodies. Shaen went weak in the knees and I held him in place as his body was wracked with convulsions caused by his sperming. I could understand that totally since I was in the same boat. If you've never cum this way do try it, it's fucking awesome. It's fun in bed and using lube too but more fun in the shower. Shaen's hands held my head as he continued moaning and both of our bodies started slowing down and finally came to a halt. We continued to hold each other, not saying anything as we waited for our breathing to slow down. I finally stepped away slightly, still holding him but allowing him some wiggle room. He righted his head, opened his eyes and smiled hugely. "Fuck that was the most intense cum I've ever had in my life," he said quietly. I smiled back and told him that it was incredible for me as well and I meant it. It was fucking hot as all hell. He leaned forward and kissed me then pulled back and said, "I like that part too D. Kissing is way cool and I never thought kissing another guy would feel good but it's like said, you can't tell when your eyes are closed." "Trudat" I thought to myself. I stepped away from him completely, squirted some soap into my hands and began wiping myself down then added more to Shaen since what soap was there was mingled with a ton of cum. We finished up and climbed out, drying off between the bathroom and my bedroom and helping each other by doing backs and of course, backsides. "So, are you ready to do laps, have a bite to eat or do you wanna play some more?" I was hungry and felt there was plenty of time for everything else. Shaen was of the same mind. "I'm sorta hungry. We have time to do the other stuff laters." Not bothering to dress we wandered out into the kitchen and I pulled some twice baked potatoes from the freezer and threw them in the microwave. I make em myself and must say they are pretty much killer. Filled with the potato of course as well as all the regular fixins for a baked potato, I add diced onion and bell peppers; cooked Italian sausage, bacon bits and other stuff. I use the huge spuds and freeze them in halves that, along with a salad such as I went about making, is pretty filling. I wandered about the kitchen doing my duties and every time I got within striking distance of Shaen, I pecked him on the lips, patted his ass, gave his cock a squeeze, anything to let him know he was important and I was glad to have him there. He got into it by coming up behind me while I was dicing some things for the salad and held me around the waist, talking to me while I worked. Once the spuds were thawed and hot, I tossed em under the broiler to brown em then we went out onto the lanai to eat in the then, dusky evening. We made small talk as we worked their way through the meal, Shaen commenting on how delicious the potatoes were. We lounged around in the pool afterwards, swimming lazily too and fro, sitting in the Jacuzzi a while then going back into the pool to cool down before returning to the Jacuzzi. He made the mistake of standing up in front of me on the last Jacuzzi trip and the sight of his boy meat hanging in front of me was too much of a temptation. I slipped my hand underneath the sausage shaft allowing it to rest in my hand while my other hand went onto Shaen's tight butt cheek. I squeezed both, the first one coming to life while the other just stayed in my grip. His cock hardened rapidly and when it was about half-mast I took the head into my mouth and began suckin him. Needless to say the young teen's boyhood pride and joy rose to the occasion very quickly, as did his heart rate and breathing. I stroked, groped and sucked all at the same time, my ministrations being accompanied by moans and groans from the cute young teen. "Let's go to your bed D," he finally said, pulling away from me gently. We left the lanai, grabbing up our towels in the kitchen and drying off as we made our way to the bedroom and were minimally dry as we lay on my bed. Shaen was in his back and I went immediately between his legs and went back to work, this time on the hefty balls between his thighs. I licked on the bag, moving the orbs inside around with my tongue. I suckled one into my mouth, I pulled gently on his sac with my teeth, I nosed his balls up higher so I could lick the sensitive underside of them and along the seam of flesh that ran from his balls to his asshole. Of course his legs were too close together for me to get to it so I had to make do with stopping where his crack began. I tried to push his legs back out of the way and Shaen helped as much as he could without grabbing onto them and pulling while I tried to lick even further down. I finally stopped and told him to swing a leg over my head and roll partially onto his belly, which he did, leaving me in a scissor hold between them, his dusky crack right in my face, his balls hanging to the bed below it. Oh fuck oh God I loved this sight of a boy so much I almost creamed out just looking at it. I licked at the underside of his balls again causing him to moan and squirm from the sensitivity. I licked up into the crack and back down a few times before reaching up with my hands and gently peeling the flesh open and revealing his core for the first time. The tight brown muscle seemed to be constricting gently, the feelings tearing through Shaen's body causing it do so. I slipped my tongue inside, flicking at the wrinkled muscle three or four times before cramming it in and thoroughly licking the entire area. "Oooohhhhh," Shaen moaned, pushing his ass into my face as if to help my tongue crawl up inside of his body, one hand reached behind him alternately holding my head and rubbing it. I held the firm orbs as far open as I could to enhance the feeling for the boy and worked as hard as I ever had, rimming him as though it would my last. "Fuck oh god D," he said in a low guttural voice, "make me cum D fuck make me cum." I moved out from underneath him encouraging him to roll over as I moved. I rose above him them planted my lips onto his in a bruising, tongue battling kiss while my hand moved into my headboard to retrieve a bottle of lube, which was hampered by Shaen's hands all over my back and shoulders. The kid was hot and I probably could have fucked him right then but I wanted to make that his choice. With our lips still mashed together I managed to maneuver my hands above his head and lube up the middle finger of one hand the moved said hand down between his legs. Using the back of it, I nudged his fat sperm laden balls up out of the way and my fingers worked at opening his butt up. Shaen seemed to know what I was doing and helped by spreading his legs almost as wide as they'd go. My middle finger touched his muscle and I slipped it inside of him, slowly and gently moving in until my knuckles touched his flesh. We were still kissing, breath roaring in and out of our noses like race horses while our tongues worked at trading places, grunts groans and moans emanating from Shaen's throat. Well, mine too! I slipped my finger out of him then went back inside and soon had a rhythm going. I broke the kiss, moved to a nipple and suckled him as I finger fucked him, his hands rubbing and holding me head, moans becoming louder as I worked to bring him to a fevered pitch. I felt that he would be getting to a point of climax soon so, keeping my finger inside of him, I raised myself up and managed to get down between his legs and told him to dump some lube on his cock. He turned his head, found the bottle and managed to get the fat swollen head of his big cock lubed up and before he could put the bottle down I grasped onto his flesh and twisted my hand around on it. "AAAAAUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH," he almost yelled. I smiled at him as I began to fuck his tight ass with my finger, locating his prostate and massaging it while my other hand did the same on his cock. His eyes were barely open, his breath becoming equally ragged and then he popped. His thick cock thickened in my hand, his prostate hardened like a walnut and I stroked him hard as I rubbed his gland and he came with a thunderous roar, his voice almost growling as jet after jet of thick white cum shot left the inside of his body to land on the outside of it, the first shot hitting his neck and the rest of them going all over the fucking place. My finger slowed to a stop inside of his ass, the hand slowed to a milking stroke, coaxing every drop of sperm from his sausage as Shaen relaxed back onto the bed, his eyes remaining closed but his belly tensing and relaxing as he continued to breathe hard. I finally removed my finger, let go of his cock and leaned forward to scoop his sperm from his torso, slimed it all over the head of my cock and rapidly jacked off. I was hot as all hell. I love making a boy hot and making him cum, it's incredibly stimulating for me and my throbbing hard cock was testimony to that. Shaen opened his eyes, saw what I was doing and said, "Straddle my waist D, let me jack you." I did as he asked as he cleaned up more of his cum and once I was in place grasped my thick shaft with one hand and placed his other hand over the swollen dripping head. He jacked on my cock, my balls dragging back and forth across his belly. I could feel his cock between my legs, the crack of my ass resting against the firm flesh and since it was still fairly stiff I considered briefly having him fuck me right then and there. However, it didn't take long to get me off, the action on the head of my cock being very sensitive and bringing me to climax fairly quickly. "Oh fuck there it is Shaen, I'm there, move off the head and stroke me harder," I panted. He did as I asked and seconds later my cock spewed forth warm white cum in long ropey strands onto his chest. I collapsed forward, my hands landing along side his head and keeping me off of him and I lowered my head to kiss him firmly. He continued to stroke my cock as he kissed me back, moans continuing to come from his throat. I finally broke from him and rolled over to lie beside him, he rolling to face me, a soft and easy smile spreading on his face. "You sure do know a lot about making good feelings D," he said softly. "No sooner do you do something that is so hot that I feel like I'm gonna die and you turn around and do something else. I can't believe my ass is so sensitive to being licked like that and when you put your finger in there and fucked me with it I was so surprised. I can't imagine what having your cock in there would be like." I told him that all the things I did were pretty normal things for gay guys and that there was even more than that. We'd only touched the surface. I went on to explain that having a cock up inside your ass was something else and took a little time to get used to, especially if the cock was as big as his or mine was. He smiled at the praise. I leaned over and kissed him again then suggested another shower to which he agreed wholeheartedly. CHAPTER II In the shower we gently washed each other, hands moving slowly and sometimes lingering here or there, our faces taking time to come together in easy kisses. His cock hadn't lost too much of it's firmness smacking against my leg or my belly or my own half hard dick as we moved about the shower. We finished without too much play, dried off and wandered back into the bedroom and sat side by side on the bed each with a tall glass of raspberry iced tea. Sex definitely makes me thirsty. "Is it sexy, or fun, or whatever when you put your tongue in my butt D?" Shaen asked. I explained that the area in question was very sensitive, as he had discovered but that it was a great turn on also, at least for me, and many of the guys I had been with, young and old alike. He pondered that a moment, as usually did new things then said, "Well you been doin all this stuff to me so I think it's my turn to do some of those things to you D, besides I been thinking I want to see how it is to do em." He set his empty glass back on the nightstand, took mine from my hand and placed it next to his then turned and placed a hand on my chest and pushed me gently backwards. I allowed myself to fall back, my legs draped over the edge of the bed, my feet still on the floor. Shaen moved to his knees between my legs and pushed them apart, opening me up. He put his face right in close to my balls and licked at them, moving the bag about with his tongue. He leaned forward and licked up the underside of my cock until he reached the sensitive glans and licked it as well then moved back down. He stayed there for a good three minutes or so, licking, fondling, and touching then stood up and grabbed onto both my legs and moved toward the bed. I got the idea and helped, eventually placing myself prone. Shaen lay down next to my, his face looking directly at my cock. He allowed his tongue to slip out and take a swipe at the tip, cleaning off the precum that was leaking there. He moved in closer and, hand on the shaft and holding it up a little bit, he placed his mouth over the head and closed down. "Teeth Shaen, cover your teeth with your lips." He did as I asked and began slowly sucking on the head, his tongue sort searching around the tip. He lowered his head a little bit trying to take some of the shaft into his mouth but had to back off fairly quickly. After all, I'm pretty big and he's equally inexperienced. It didn't take away the pleasure from the however. He was a hot looking young teen with a hot body and knowing that he was giving me the first blowjob in his life was pretty hot for me. He gently stroked my cock as he sucked; bobbing up and down on the shaft but being inexperienced he stopped after a couple minutes. "Oh man," he said, "my mouth gets sore doing that, doesn't it do that to you too?" I told him it took practice but in the future he could try moving up and down just on the head and if given the chance I'd show him what I meant later. He smiled then said that a sore mouth didn't prevent him from licking and went on to treat my cock like a lollipop, licking the glans and the underside of the shaft with as much enthusiasm as four year old with an ice cream cone. He moved down to my balls, giving them the same treatment as my cock and I spread my legs to allow him to go as far down as he could, which he did. It became clear that his eventual goal was to rim me so he had moved onto his knees, turning his ass toward me slightly, his nuts hanging between his legs and swaying gently as he moved. I reached out and trailed my fingers up and down his ass crack and onto the underside of his balls, causing moans and squirming as his head moved even further down, his tongue prying into the beginning of my own crack. "Roll over D," he commanded and I swung my leg up and over as he had done before putting him in a scissor position between my legs. We were then in the classic sixty nine although his lower body was too far away for me to get my mouth onto, which didn't stop my hands from groping and stroking, which they did. I felt him open me up and spread my cheeks, exposing my core to his view, the entire area devoid of any hair and smooth as baby. There was a time lag and I knew that he was looking and sniffing about, trying to decide, or working up the nerve to take that step. Let's face it, society has given the asshole a pretty bad rep but in the gay community the exact opposite is true. It just takes the giving and receiving to change one's mind but that first step is the most difficult. I almost jumped when his tongue hit my flesh, as much surprised as feeling so good. He took another tentative swipe directly on the muscle, and then another and in no time he was hooked on the giving, his tongue moving all over the hole and down onto the underside of my balls, not in tentative swipes but full on licks with pressure. Of course, the moans of pleasure coming from his throat as worked were another give- away as to how he liked what he was doing. I felt the same way. "God Shaen that feels good," I whispered as I rubbed the back of his head, then played with his cock and balls. And feel good it did. I love both sides of the rimming process and having this boy doing it to me enhanced the feelings all the more. I was getting to the point of pitched excitement and, reaching for the lube bottle, handed it to Shaen and told him to put a finger inside of me. He did as I asked and a moment later I felt his finger slip up inside of me, causing a quick inhalation of breath. He readjusted his body so that he could still lick at my balls as he gently moved his finger in and out of my asshole bringing my heat level up and farther. "Try add another finger," I whispered and felt the one finger slip out of my ass to be replaced by two, stretching my hole open farther. This lasted about a minute. "Stop Shaen. Put your cock in me." He removed his finger and rolled over, as did I. He lubed his thick cock from head to pubic hair and I rolled to my back and pulled my legs back, holding them in place. He moved between my legs and positioned his cock head at my hole and pushed gently until the head slipped past my muscle. "Keep going Shaen it's okay," I said quietly and he proceeded to push slowly inside of me, his fat teen cock filling me up. He watched intently as inch after inch of his flesh disappeared inside of me, until his pubic hair was touching my skin. I had all of him, all seven or so inches of virgin boy cock stuffed up inside of my body and I loved every inch of it. I told him to place his hands at the back of legs and push them open for him, which he did. It freed my hands to feel his nipples, his firm hard belly or to reach under me and feel his cock at the door of my asshole. "Okay baby boy, fuck me," I said, looking up into his beautiful eyes. Shaen slipped out slowly then move back inside and thus began the process of losing his virginity, the thought not lost on me at all as our eyes looked at each other and we consummated our short relationship. "Lube up my cock Shaen." He did as I asked then I told him to grab onto it and just fuck me, that the action of his fucking would also jack me off. I maneuvered my feet into the front of his shoulders at the armpit, which also rolled me farther back and give him more penetration. "I can't hold out much longer D," he panted. "Oh fuck." Well I couldn't either despite my experience and the fact that I'd already cum twice, I thought. "Fuck me Shaen, fuck me hard," I panted and fucked me he did, ramming that fat cock into me, his balls all but hammering my ass. I could feel him bottom out inside me, the thick sausage stretching my hole, the shaft grazing past my prostate with each thrust. He carried on at least another half minute before he finally burst. "OOOoohhhhhhhhh God," he moaned out, his hand leaving my cock and returning to my legs as much to brace himself as to open me further. I grabbed my dick and stroked, bringing me to orgasm while Shaen, with eyes close, pumped a fresh batch of boy cream into my convulsing body. My orgasm created a pulsing of my asshole which in turn intensified the feelings for Shaen and he bellowed out another groan followed by a series of "oh fuck's." A second orgasm, albeit dry, I was sure. He finally slowed to a stop, his belly convulsing, causing his cock to squeeze out a little more liquid as it twitched inside of me. My own cock had slowed to a leak, nothing but droplets coming out as I nursed it. both of us were breathing rapidly, bellies all a spasm as the wave of pleasure cascaded away leaving the satiated afterglow. Shaen finally opened his eyes, if you could call those slits actually open. He smiled at me and I reached my arms out for him. He lowered my legs to the bed and slowly lowered his upper body onto mine my sperm smearing between our torso's and brought his head to mine. Fortunately Shaen was hung well enough that when he lay on top of me his cock stayed embedded in my ass, a situation for which I was very grateful. I liked having a cock still inside of me and a body resting on me after I came. Can't explain that, it just is. I held his head and kissed him, a good solid kiss but not quite like those in full lust" kisses. After breaking it I ran my hands across his shoulders and down his back, feeling his muscles under the soft skin. "So baby boy, how was that?" "Fuck D," he said, his face slitting into a shit-eating grin, "that was awesome. It was everything I could have hoped for and maybe even more. I think I actually came twice. When you came your hole kept flexing on my cock and drove me wild and felt the cum feelings again. Has that ever happened to you?" "Oh yeah, many times. It's a double orgasm and although you don't make more cum the feelings are there. It's incredible isn't it? So what did you think about rimming?" I asked him, our faces still only inches apart and our eyes all but locked onto each other. He went on to tell me that it was great and I was right, doing it was pretty hot and sexy too even though he would never imagined that something like that could be. "So, was it fun for you too D," he asked then went on, "Am I too heavy for you D? I like being here and staying inside of you but I can move." "Oh yeah Shaen it was terrific, I mean that. I wish you lived here cause I could see having just you for a lover and No baby you're not to heavy," I murmured kissing him, "I like having your cock inside of me and your weight on me. It feels great." We lay like that another three minutes or so and I felt his cock finally soften then squish out of me, causing a quick intake of breath from me. I always hate that, when a cock first goes out of me, leaving me feeling empty. "Aawwwww," Shaen said with a mock frown that changed into a smile. "Shower my sweet lover man?" I rolled him onto his back, reversing the roles, kissed him hard on the lips then rolled off, tugging him along behind me. Fortunately we didn't play in the shower and his delicious teenage cock stayed soft, although I thought I saw it twitch just a little. Even teenage boys had a limit I thought as I washed his genitals taking good tender care. It had gotten fairly late, going on midnight and since Shaen had not made arrangements with his auntie to spend the night, we got him showered, dried and dressed. At the front door, we kissed and held each other before he slipped away, thanking me profusely before he left and promising to see me in the morning for our workout. Considering the lateness of the house I told him to come at eight and give me chance to sleep in. I slept like a baby and why not. I'd spent most of the evening in bed with a very sexy boy who responded as well as anyone I had ever been with. He was cute, had a terrific body for a boy his age, was hung very nicely and he was a nice kid with a sweet disposition. I could see myself being involved with him for a long time but we both knew that probably wasn't going to happen given that we lived on different islands and neither in a position to move, at least I wasn't. I was up at seven fifty the next morning and managed to down a cup of coffee before I heard the knock on the front door. I was dressed in boxers, just in case and opened the door to find that I needn't have been concerned as Shaen was standing there, big grin on his face. "Morning sunshine," I said and stepped aside for him to enter which he did. I closed the door behind him and turned only to find him right there, almost in my face. He leaned to me and planted a big wet sloppy on me then stepped back and said, "Morning to you D." I asked him if he wanted a glass of juice or something and he nodded his head yes. I got him a large glass of OJ and as I handed it to him I noticed that he wasn't really dressed for working out. He noticed my glance and said, "Ya I know, I forgot that I have a family thing I have to do today so I can't work out with you this morning. I'm supposed to be back by tonight so I'll come over as soon as I can." "Okay, I understand Shaen, life goes on no matter what plan we might have." "Trudat," he said with a smile and moved in close to me. "But I have a few minutes before my auntie leaves." He began feeling the front of my boxers, finding my cock right off, although that isn't so difficult. He kissed me as he groped and my flesh responded immediately. He stopped kissing me, got to his knees, and pulled my boxer down to the floor, my almost fully hard cock bounding out like a puppy to greet him. Shaen gripped the shaft and pulled it to him, taking the head into his mouth while his other hand fondled my balls. I leaned back against the counter while he suckled me then, seeming to take what I had said the night before to heart, he bobbed his head just on my cock head, his saliva creating plenty of slipperiness and enhancing the feelings. Fuck it was hot but I knew that it would take forever for him to make me cum and I told him so. "Well maybe you could jack it while I suck D," he suggested. That might work I thought so I began stroking my flesh, running my other hand through his hair and helping to bring my self to the edge. I was a little amazed. It seemed that the boy was intent in drinking my sperm, a thought that turned me on even more. I grasped the base of my shaft and began stroking while Shaen massaged the head with his lips. The feelings became intense, it was hard to stand up. As the end got near I whispered to him, "Pull on my balls Shaen, squeeze my balls a little more." He did as I asked, tugging and squeezing perfectly, the balance between pain and pleasure exquisitely fine. "Oh god Shaen, here it goes, Oh god, oh fuck hold on," and I came, in great gushing squirts, my balls giving up jet after jet of warm sperm that Shaen did his best to swallow. He had stopped moving and was concentrating on getting the slippery goo down his throat as I continued to jack, attempting to get every drop my nuts had to offer and it felt like a lot. The hose finally stopped, I stopped, Shaen took his mouth from the head of my dick and stood up, a big smile spreading across his smooth clear face. "I did it, I drank every drop," he said proudly then planted a kiss on me, tongue inside my mouth battling with my own. I reached down and felt the front of his shorts, his young cock hard as marble and dying to be set free, his fat balls needing a good draining. But he backed away. "I don't have time, I gotta get going, auntie will be knocking on the door if I don't and you don't want her to see you like that," he said, grasping my deflating cock as he said it. He stepped away, drained his glass of OJ and headed for the door and just before opening it turned and melted into my arms and kissed me again, and breaking away, our face still only inches from each other said, "I want you to be my first D, I want you to fuck me. Tonight, when I get back." He kissed me again, opened the door and was off, leaving me with a ten pound smile and a cock that was starting to get hard again in anticipation of slipping inside the adorably cute young teen.