Date: Tue, 19 Apr 2016 16:04:11 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: the player II The second boy in this chapter is modeled after a boy I knew. While I only saw his cock once as he hung it out of the leg of his board shorts while participating in a urine test, he was quite long, longer than I would have ever suspected. Very delicious. Otherwise, no truth. Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I remember late one night I was out on the bike and had pulled up to a stoplight and noticed what appeared to be a conflict on the opposite corner and a door or two down the side street. Two older boys, late teens, seemed to be hassling a younger boy that I had seen on strip a couple times, even talked to once over coffee and a donut at a local place. I remembered that his name was Travis, he was thirteen and a cute little thing with short medium brown hair and green eyes, and that I didn't think could weigh much over a hundred pounds. I remembered that he had a very outgoing personality and quick sense of humor for a young boy. The situation was occurring on a one way street so I shot around the block and thundered to a stop in front of the trio and said, "I've been looking all over for you boy, get on the bike." The Travis recognized me, started toward me but one of the other boys took hold of Travis's arm while the other sort of puffed himself up and said that the kid wasn't going anywhere. Leaving the bike in neutral and idling, I dropped the kick stand and got up telling the first boy that I was going to stuff my fucking foot so far up his ass I'd have to open his mouth to untie my boot. He swung, I sidestepped and blocked at the same time and slammed the heel of my hand into his chin. One down. The other one let go of Travis and put his own palms toward me in submission. Travis came to my side and I draped an arm protectively over his thin shoulder and escorted him to the bike. I readied the machine then the boy climbed on behind me, hugging me tightly, and we tore off into the night. We ended up at a local burger stand, Teddy's, and dismounted from the bike. We got a booth inside and I ordered a couple of combo's and we talked as we waited for the food. He said that the deal was that the older boys wanted him to blow them, which was okay by Travis, it's how he earned some money from time to time, but they wanted to fuck him as well and that wasn't okay with Travis. It was during that part of the discussion that I had showed up. "I'm still a virgin D and I want to keep it that way for a while, or at least until I find someone I want to give it up to, ya know?" My name was called for the food so I grabbed it and brought it outside to the table that we'd commandeered. We both dug in, not talking for at least two minutes as we mauled our food. After a few minutes of mutual mastication the talk resumed, Travis bringing me up to date on his activities, which wasn't much really. He spent a lot of time on the strip cuz his mother was a practicing alcoholic and was mostly impossible to be around when she was either drinking or hung over. That pretty much limited his time at home to just sleeping, which wasn't an option on this night. "She's pretty drunk D and we got into an argument and she kicked me out. Again. It happens about once a month and I go home the next day or a few days later and she doesn't remember even seeing me." "So, where are you spending the night tonight Travis?" I asked him. "I dunno D, I'll figure something out." He sounded just a hair despondent but was trying to keep on a brave face. He was sort of a street kid but not a total one. He was still a young kid and right then his vulnerability was all but glaring. I gazed out at toward the street for a moment, thinking. An extremely cute young teenage boy caught my eye, and it seemed for a moment that I had caught his as well, for he smiled at me and sort of gave me a half wink. Now that was strange. I turned back to Travis and said, "Look, you can stay at my place tonight if you want Travis." He gave me a sort of weird look and I remembered how he earned his spending money. "No strings attached," I added. "I have a guest room if you'd like." He smiled at me and said, "That'd be great D. I'd like that, thanks a lot." And then he added softly, "And I wouldn't mind if a string were attached." I pretended not hear, turning back to the street. The cute assed young kid I had seen before wasn't to be seen so I shined it on, never having a clue that our paths would cross again, and soon. We finished our food, climbed back on the bike and headed to my place. Like others before him, Travis was quite interested in my books and my artwork. "I always thought you might be gay D. Or maybe I just sort of hoped that you would be and maybe I would be able to like, spend some time with you." I looked at the boy with a raised eyebrow. "What," he said rather than asked. "You think I can't be attracted to an older guy, you think you're not hot looking and that the street boys and the hookers don't look at you. Shiiiiiiit D," he said with a smile and just stopped the train of thought he was on. "Can I take a shower D, I feel like I stink." I led him to my bedroom and thusly the bathroom. He started undressing almost immediately and was down to his jockey briefs when he leaned in and got the water adjusted to where he wanted it. I brought a towel in for him as he dropped his underwear giving me a close up view of a deliciously tight, slender, and well formed young teenage boy ass. He knew what he had and he knew what he was doing, looking over his shoulder and smiling at me then wiggling his little butt before climbing in. I left the room before I could see anything else. I asked him if he wanted me to throw his clothes into the washer and he stuck his head out of the curtain to say that would be great. I gathered up his things, checked the pockets of his jeans and found mostly junk stuff that I laid on the bathroom counter then took everything out to the laundry room and tossed them in the washer. I had brought a pitcher of raspberry iced tea and two glasses into the living room, set them on a coffee table and sat back on the leather sofa after dropping a soft sounds CD into the player. I had just gotten my shoes and socks off when Travis came back into the room, the burgundy towel wrapped around his slim waist. I glanced over his forming young boy's body as he walked toward me, admiring as always a boy's forming muscles, the nicely defined but slender chest adorned with small nipples. The towel was wrapped around equally slender hips, the front drooping down well below the little button in the center of his taut belly. On an older boy, hair would have been visible, both from his pubic area as well as the love trail from cock to belly button. Not so on this cute young thing, he was smooth as a new born baby's ass. "Oh man I needed that D, thank you so much." He flopped down on the sofa next to me and accepted the glass I offered to him and swallowed about half of it before setting the glass down and getting up and wandering back over to my bookshelves. "You sure got a lot of cool stuff D, I love these statues. Gosh this boy has a big cock, oh man. He doesn't look very old either, like about my age." As I usually have to do, I explained the statue, the boy, etc etc. etc. and got the usual response. Cool!! Travis came back over and stood directly in front of me, hands on his thrust out hips. "Am I as cute as David is in the statue," he asked. "Oh you're cute alright," I said, looking up at him. "So, are you going to do something about that D, my being cute I mean?" "Is that what you want Travis, for me to do... something?" He smiled at me, then undid his towel and let it drop to the floor, and stood there with nothing on but a large bright smile. From where I sat his cock was right in front of me less than a foot away, hanging gently between silky smooth thighs, the circumcised head looking at the floor. He looked to be about five inches soft, his baby smooth balls in their wrinkled sac hanging nicely beneath his pride and joy. He had a small growth of brown pubic hair at the base of his cock, his pubic area flat and blending well up into his lower belly. I leaned forward and cupped the entire works, the young cock already responding to my gaze. Like most boys his age, Travis was rock hard in an instant. I moved one hand to his butt, kneading it gently and feeling it's firmness before pulling him to me and licking the head of his now almost six inch long cock. I licked a few times then took the head into my mouth and sucked on it softly, my tongue grazing over his slit. The hand on his tight young ass up and down inside his crack while my mouth took every inch of his rigid boyhood inside until my nose touched his downy soft pubic hair. "Ooohhh fuck D," the boy moaned, his fingers in my hair. I deep throated him until he panted for me to stop, which I did. "Fuck you are so awesome D but I want to suck on you too. Take your clothes off, let me see your cock." I stood up and Travis' hands were at my belt almost immediately so I let him continue the job of unbuttoning and unlatching and all that. Once my jeans were opened he pushed them down to the floor, leaving me standing in boxer briefs, which were protruding in the front, a large wet precum stain marking where the head was. Travis felt my cock up and down from the outside of the fabric. The boy had patience, knew how to build up a little excitement. "Oh man your cock feels huge," he said softly, his hand moving downward to fondle and cup my balls. "And your balls feel so fat and heavy D," he added. With that said, he pulled them down in one fell swoop, my 7½ plus dick bounding out like a vertical jack in the box, in this case a cock in the shorts. Travis got to his knees and began licking at the head, slurping off the precum that was leaking, almost like a drippy faucet then took the entire head into his mouth, tonguing it a little bit before sliding farther down the rigid shaft. The boy actually got about half of my cock in his mouth before backing off then returning once again. Bobbing up and down on me without choking at all I reflected that the boy was pretty good at sucking cock. He finally stopped and stood up. With a smile of his pretty little face he asked how that felt. Instead of answering I pulled him to me and leaned down to kiss him. Travis didn't pull away but leaned to meet me, pressing his soft lips into mine that allowing my tongue into his mouth. I held him as we kissed, a hand running up and down his back, going further down onto the protruding orbs of his butt. He ground his hips, forcing his hard cock into me, both of his hands around my waist and on my ass pulling me in and holding me in place as he rubbed against me. "Do you have a bed we can go to D?" he asked, breaking the kiss. I pointed the way and Travis moved away from me, his slim little ass swaying gently as he walked to my room. On the bed the bed we lay down, hugging each other tightly, lips once again jammed together and tongues battling. I was the one to break away, moving from his head to his chest and suckling a small nubbin of a nipple causing Travis to moan, or groan, which ever you like. I stroked on his cock while I suckled him and continued to do so as I slid downward, kissing his taut belly, then nuzzling my nose in his pubic hairs. I finally took him into my mouth, swallowing his entire length, the head of his boy cock hitting the back of my throat which caused even more moaning and an increase in his breathing. "Fuck D I'm dying to cum," he panted. "Make me cum D." So, I made him cum, sucking on his cock while gently kneading his balls. It didn't take long, only a matter of moments, until I felt his cock swell and he all but screamed out as he blasted fresh warm boy sperm into my mouth and down my throat. As his orgasm subsided I felt his body go limp, relaxing into the bed and I took my mouth from his cock, knowing how sensitive it was. I moved back up alongside him and he rolled to his side, pressed into me and did the kissing thing all over again. "That was so awesome D," he said quietly after breaking the kiss. "I never been with someone that I actually cared about, ya know, it's always just been guys, strangers. Being with you it feels different, special." I thanked him for the compliment, giving him a quick kiss as a sort of affirmation then asked him if he had ever had a boyfriend. He said that he hadn't and in fact had never been with another boy. "I don't think anyone knows what I do D and nobody who knows me knows I'm gay and I don't think they even suspect. I don't know why exactly but I never run into people I know when I'm down on the strip and of course, I don't so the sex thing every night or even all that often, only when I really need some cash." "So," he said with a gleam in eyes, want me to bring you off?" He didn't wait for an answer but slid downward and immediately went to work on my pulsing cock, taking the head into his mouth and suck just that satiny piece of flesh while his hand stroked the lower part of the shaft. He began slipping his head up and down rapidly, keeping his mouth closed tightly so that his soft lips slid back and forth across the edge of the head. The feelings were incredible. This kid was incredible. Normally it would take forever for me to cum from a blow job but this cute little thirteen year old took me to the edge quite fast. "Fuck Travis, I'm gonna cum really soon, oh man," I whispered. It seemed to spur him on. He tightened his lips even more, adding plenty of saliva to keep it slippery. He gripped my shaft firmer and stroked it a little faster and he bobbed his head a little faster. I felt the familiar tingle in my balls and lower belly. "Here it is baby boy, here it is, OOOOHHHHHHHHhh," I moaned out as my cock erupted and jet after thick jet of sperm splashed into the boys throat and I could feel him swallowing as fast as he could, managing to keep up with the deluge. My cock finally stopped spitting, Travis quite swallowing but still stroked slowly, trying to milk every drop of cum from my dick. I relaxed on the bed, letting every muscle in my body go slack and the boy let go of everything and came back up to me, leaned down and kissed me long and hard. When he broke off he looked down into my eyes and said, "How was that D, did I do a good job?" I told him it was the best cock sucking I'd ever had and I was not all that far from the truth when I said it. "I'm glad. I wanted to make it good for you, something for you to remember. I told him that it would be a long time before I ever forgot it, if I ever did. I haven't. I rolled him onto his back, draped a leg over his still hard cock and kissed him back, deep throating him while a hand played with a nipple. I broke the kiss and moved my head to the same nipple and suckled him, drawing the tender little nub into my mouth. He gasped out loudly then just moaned as I worked each nipple over. I finally stopped and told him I needed to shower and rolled off the bed. "Can I come in with you D; I'll wash your back?" "I'd love to have you join me baby," I told him. "I like it when you call me baby, it makes me feel special D," he said behind me as we walked. I turned and enclosed him in my arms and kissed him again. "I like making you feel special Travis because you are." Once in the shower we washed and scrubbed each other, making sure that each little nook and cranny was cleaned and rinsed. I was dying to eat the young teen's asshole and I told him that as I washed him there. "Ya know, I've never had that done and have never done it D, I've always been a little bit afraid of it, ya know." I decided that I'd start him in the shower so turned him around and had him lean against the wall. I kneaded the orbs, ran my hand down between his legs, cupping his smooth soft balls from behind, coming backward with my fingers and allowing them to trail across his tight virgin muscle. I finally peeled him open like a shrimp and stuffed my tongue inside and licked and slurped. Fuck he tasted so sweet to me and I all but buried my face inside his cheeks. Travis was moaning and groaning like mad as the new feelings ripped through his young inexperienced body. I finally stopped and we left the shower, drying off in a rudimentary manner then going straight to the bed. We both came again after we rimmed each other and Travis decided that he like both parts of the act. As we lay together afterward, just before falling asleep, Travis told me that he wanted for me to be his first lover, to be the first guy to fuck him. Not that night, not necessarily anytime soon, but when he was ready, he wanted me to love him. I told him that I was honored to be chosen for such an event and I meant it from the bottom of my heart. I don't take such a thing lightly. I did end up taking Travis' offer and perhaps I'll retell the tale before the end of this narrative. I had been involved in martial arts for some years and at my current dojo I studied with my own master working on my second degree-black belt while teaching a class of kids ranging from twelve to seventeen. The class was generally small, no more than a dozen kids at a time, and there were few kids that stuck it out. A lot of kids dropped out after a few months, other moved on to other schools or classes. One boy seemed to be a constant. His name was Stevie and he was about fourteen, maybe fifteen. He wasn't drop dead cute like a lot of the boys I spent time with but he was cute enough in his own way. He was a slender boy about five foot five or so, with pitch black hair of a medium length, dark eyes with similar lashes and thick brows. His two front teeth were slightly crooked, but not a lot, one of them had a small chip in one edge. His little nose slightly upturned and he had a few small moles along his jaw line and neck. Stevie had a winning smile but he used it sparingly. He studied hard, taking his lessons and practice seriously and tended to be fairly quiet, keeping to himself. His body felt fairly firm to me, I having had the opportunity to touch him during instruction, correcting poses or moves, which he always thanked me for. We had a small locker room that we changed in although most students came to and from class already in their Gi's, the required uniform. Stevie generally used the locker room and it was during those few moments after class that I learned that he was in a foster home, his mother in the process of loosing parental rights, a now 2 year old case. I learned that he was a fairly good student with few friends. I also learned that Stevie's shyness extended to his body and that most of the time he kept his back to me while he changed. The few times that I did get a frontal shot of the boy in his briefs, he appeared to be moderately endowed, that is, he pouched out the front, but still, it's hard to tell. I thought too that his gaze seemed to linger on my own crotch for just a moment as we talked while changing but I shined that off as being normal adolescent curiosity. I felt sort of sorry for the boy but I also liked him, he was a nice kid, polite. He seemed to like me as well so when I had asked if he'd like to hang out with me from time to time he jumped at the offer. I talked with the foster parents, the foster father was a real dickhead, and they gave Stevie permission to leave the house with me. Generally we attended movies, went to car shows and other public things, sometimes went to the beach and often I bought him lunch. We got along great, Stevie seeming to take to me and I confirmed that he was indeed, a nice boy. One day I decided to take him on a hike at one end of the island passed Kaena Point and Yokohama beach, an area accessible only on foot and although there were some hikers, it was not generally frequented by other people. It's a pretty cool hike along the ocean, all lava rock formations and plenty of tide pools. In some parts you hike right along the water and in others you're fifty to hundred feet from the water's edge, and sometimes a good fifty to a hundred feet on top of a cliff, overlooking the ocean. It was a hot day and we were both sweating as we came upon a place that I was familiar with, a large, hot tub sized tide pool that sat at the edge of the water when the tide was out. The tide pool was at the bottom of a precariously steep rocky hill behind another smaller hillock of rock and totally hidden from view. If you didn't know it was there, you certainly would have no reason make the difficult climb down. We had stopped to rest and I asked him how he was doin. "Gosh I'm roasting D, it's gotta be a hundred out here." He said it with a smile, not at all complaining. I agreed with him and the thought occurred to me to use one of the tide pools to cool off in. Believe it or not I had not "set" this up, it was totally impromptu. "How about soaking in one of the tide pools Stevie," I suggested. "Some of them are comfortably large and deep and would definitely do the trick." "That would be great D but I don't have surf shorts on." I explained that I didn't either but since it was just us guys, and I was pretty uncomfortable in the heat as well, it wouldn't bother me at all to go nude. "What about other people D won't they see us?" I pointed to the outcropping at the bottom of the lava flow and explained about the tide pool behind it and asked him to observe the fact that he couldn't see it from where we stood. "Well, okay, let's at least go look at it." I started downward with Stevie right behind me and after a good ten minutes of careful maneuvering we rounded the lower hillock of sharp lave rock. The boy almost gasped at the sight. The tide pool was a good ten feet across, the front edge dropping off to the water where small waves crashed into the rocks. At the pools edge was a flat ledge about five feet long and a good four feet wide that was completely covered in white sand. Man could not have made a more perfect setting and it was completely obstructed from view. "This is so totally awesome D I can't believe it," he said softly as we stood on the ledge over looking the pool and the vast ocean beyond. "I thought you might like it Stevie," I said then added, "and it's totally private." I untied my shoes and shoved them off, stuffing my socks in side and setting them on one of the many little nooks and crannies that made up the face of the rock wall. Stevie followed my lead and soon t-shirts and jeans were draped likewise on the rocks and we were both down to shorts, he in briefs and me in boxer briefs. I nonchalantly dropped my underwear and draped them next to my other things and turned back to face the boy who didn't quite stare but took in the view of me. I immediately started down into the pool as Stevie removed his underwear and was into the pool and standing on a ledge knee deep in water as he started down the rocks behind me. He was facing away from me so what I saw was his slender boy's butt and a glimpse of his balls between legs that had a smattering of black hair mostly on the calves. Once on the ledge beside me he turned around and I got a view of his boyhood pride and joy before he stepped further into the water submerging himself to his neck. Stevie appeared well enough endowed, his softened boy cock about the same size as mine only a little thinner and he was cut. His balls were large, hanging nicely between his thighs, a small amount of black hairs visible at the base of his cock on the wrinkled skin. He had a thick nest of pitch black pubic hair at the base of his tight, well developed lower abdomen and I wondered briefly if sex was going to be an option with this boy. He sort of swam and floated around the pool a huge smile on his smooth face. "Oh man D this is great, it feels so good and so much cooler." Of course the water was warm to begin with but sitting in the pool in the hot sun and warmed it up further so it wasn't blazing warm but almost perfect. I agreed with him, mimicking his behavior and moving about the pool. Our bodies touched from time to time which was unavoidable but Stevie didn't seem to mind at all. He would alternate between being face down and face up, and in both cases, his body parts were visible just below the surface and I felt myself stir slightly at the sight of him. "What's kind of great," I said, "is that you can soak awhile, then get out and lay in the sun and dry off and when you get too hot you can go back in. Great way to get a full body tan too," I added. "I'd be afraid to get my dick or my balls sunburned," he said with a grin. I suggested that one didn't lay out in the sun too long in order to avoid such a calamity. "If you do it right and take your time you won't get burned, look." I stood up again so that he could see how balanced my tan was and even though he was quite close, he didn't shy away but looked directly at my cock, and then my firm ass as I turned around for him. "I see D," he said, "that looks pretty great and you can hardly see any tan lines at all." Instead of getting back down in the water I elected to climb out and sit on the sandy ledge, my legs draping over the edge, and lean back on my hands. My balls were hanging free between my legs and my cock was flopped off to the side, laying alongside my inner thigh. The young teen all but stared at me and again, I felt a slight stirring in my groin. "I would be afraid of, you know, like getting hard D," he said quietly, looking up at me, my crotch almost in direct line with his eyes. "I can understand that Stevie but ya know what, it happens to me too sometimes. There's just something about being outside with no clothes on that is kinda sexy. And that's okay." It appeared as though Stevie's hands might be busy under the water as he said, "Well then what do you do." "Well what would you do if your cock was all hard and you were naked and nobody was there to see you?" He smiled big again and said, "I'd probably pull one off." I agreed with him but then he added, "But what if someone else were there, like right now and you're here, would you still beat off?" "Sure, why not. It's kinda sexy doin it when someone else is watching or even beating off with you. Wouldn't bother me at all." My cock was definitely responding now, having filled with enough blood so that it was about a quarter hard and moving slowly upward along my thigh toward my belly. I looked down at my thickening cock and said, "See, I'm starting to get hard just talking about it." He moved close to the edge of the pool and looked straight at my stuff which caused it to grow a little faster. "Me too," he all but whispered and stood up, the head of his cock breaking the surface of the pool, it's eye looking straight at me, and his balls still underwater. He was fantastic. His young cock was stretched out to full stand, easily as long as my own and it had thickened noticeably. He climbed out of the water giving me a full on view of his firm body, the hair matted down from the water, his plump balls moving slightly as he got up and sat next to me. His cock head reached his navel, the perfectly shaped head swollen in lust. I looked directly at it then to his face. "You've got a great body Stevie, your cock is really quite magnificent for a boy your age. May I touch you?" He nodded his head then leaned back farther as I reached over and grasped onto his rigid shaft and squeezed it gently up and down its length, stroking it a few times in the process. "Oh man D that feel so good, that's the first time anybody ever touched my dick." That seemed to be a common thread for me. I let go and leaned back as he had done and he asked if he could touch me too and I nodded my head in ascent. He grasped onto my flesh and did as I had to him, squeezing up and down the length of me and stoking it as well. "Gosh that feels strange, touching another guys' dick like that," he said leaning back. I took over where Stevie had left off, slowly stroking my cock. "I know, feels good too doesn't it?" He nodded his head as he slowly stroked his own rock hard shaft, sliding his hand up and down lovingly. "Are you gonna squirt out, are you gonna cum D?" he asked. I nodded my head. "Of course, do you want to watch?" He nodded his head and proceeded to stroke my cock in earnest as the boy looked on, the movement on his own cock having picked up speed. I felt on my balls, squeezed and rubbed them as I jacked then slid my hand over to Stevie and grasped onto his dick. He moved his hand for me and reached over to my cock and we both proceeded to jack each other's cocks. Stevie was moaning with pleasure and almost suddenly said, "I'm gonna cum D it's already there, oh god," and I felt his cock thicken in my hand before erupting in thick globs of warm sperm, the first jets shooting all the way to his nipples then leaving a trail of creamy white goo all the way to his navel. When it was over, he relaxed, his hand having fallen away from my cock so I scooped up some of his cum and used it was a lube, massaging just the head of my cock until I too reached climax. Stevie watched, mesmerized by the sight of my dick erupting in a fashion similar to his, blasting all the way to my chest and everyplace from there to my belly button. Stevie watched with interest at the fireworks commenting on it after my cock had settled down to a dribble. "That was pretty hot D, I've never watched another guy cum before. You make a lot of stuff and it was cool watching you use my sperms for a lube. I smiled at him, noting that his dick hadn't lost much of its youthful rigidity. "Well how about we get back in the water and clean this goo off?" He nodded his head and lifted off of the ledge and headed down to the pool, his hard cock pointing the way for him. "I see that you have a direction finder," I said and nodded at his dick. "Yeah, sometimes it seems like it stays hard forever." "Well there are other things we might try in order to get it to go down," I said. He wondered what that might be and I said that in essence, making him cum again would probably do it and the other things we might try are things that would help him to achieve that goal. "You mean like suckin on it or something." "Well," I said as we settled into the pool, "that might be one thing. Actually Stevie there are lots of things that people do together with each other. You have quite a few erotic spots on your body, some of which you've already found and some you haven't." "HHHmmmm," he said as he wiped his cum from his body, "well I guess I trust you D so maybe you can show me some other stuff." I floated over to him and grasped onto his balls under the water and gently kneaded the soft bag then slipped up to his throbbing cock and stroked on it a little. My other hand moved up from his pubic thatch, rubbing softly across his flat belly and stopping at one of his small brown nipples. I let my finger moved back and forth across the small piece of flesh causing it to firm up as blood rushed to it and causing its owner to moan quietly, his eyes closed and mouth partially open in response to the totally new feelings flooding his body and his neural synapses. I continued feeling his balls and his cock while my mouth replaced my fingers on the nipple and I sucked it into my mouth and rolled it about with my tongue. "Oooohhhhhhhh" the boy moaned and his hand went to my head, his fingers running through my hair as I suckled him like a baby at the breast. I spent a little time there then stopped and slipped under the water and guided Stevie's rock hard teenage cock to my mouth. I sucked on the head then slipped about half the length into my mouth and bobbed there a few times before I came up for air. "Maybe we should sit on the ledge so I don't drown," I suggested. Stevie nodded and turned, beginning the climb out of the pool, his delicious slender ass almost in my face. He was in the climbing position where one foot was extended up and forward, the other still down, his balls swaying gently between his thighs, his butt slit just barely hiding the tight muscled core of his body. "Wait," I said, touching his back. He stopped and sort of looked over his shoulder and I reached between his legs and fondled the heavy sperm laden eggs before leaning in and licked at the underside of them. "Oh damn," he moaned and his legs sagged a little at the totally new feelings as I licked up and down the seam of flesh running from his balls all the way to his asshole, although I didn't rim the boy and I didn't open him up but I got damned close. I stopped what I was doing and said to go ahead and he did, turning and laying on his back on the sandy ledge. He looked at me, his eyes half closed in lust and smiled. "Having fun Stevie," I asked. "Oh yeah," he sighed. Still standing on the lower ledge, the water up to my calves, I leaned forward and stroked on the boys pulsing rigidity before taking it into my mouth and swallowing about half the shaft. The boy moaned out as I bobbed on his boyhood, my hand gently kneading his balls and stroking the bottom part of his shaft. It didn't take long. "Oh gosh I'm gonna cum again D, I'm gonna cum again" he moaned. I stroked his cock and sucked him, felt the flesh in my hand stiffen, his whole body go tense and then the warm liquid erupt into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, drinking up all of his young sperm, barely getting a taste of his essence. His second offering was almost the same amount of volume of his first so I was quite busy for a moment until his body relaxed back onto the sand. I stopped most of the mouth motion, knowing how ultra sensitive he would be, but continued to gently stroke his cock and fondle his balls. "Damn, that was the best frickin cum I've ever had, oh man I can't believe. When you licked behind my balls I thought I was gonna die D, how do you know so much stuff?" I removed his now softening teen cock from my mouth and told him I had a lot of practice. He asked if I was gay and I told him I was, and was that a problem for him. No, it wasn't. I explained further that my sexual orientation had nothing to do with the fact that I enjoyed spending time with him, that this episode was not planned nor were any further episodes planned from this point on although I still wanted to continue the platonic part of our relationship. He was quiet a moment then said softly, "I understand D. I want to still spend time with you like we have. I don't know if I'm gay or not but I do like what you do to me, what we've just done. I think I might want to do it again, maybe even more stuff if that's okay with you." "Whatever you decide is fine with me Stevie," I told him. You're a really neat kid and I enjoy the time we spend together. If you wish to explore your sexuality further and want to do it with me I am more than open to that." He smiled and leaned toward me and put his arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. "Thanks a lot D, I really appreciate that." We didn't do anything else at the pool except lounge around, soaking in the water. We didn't get dressed until it was time to leave and Stevie seemed more than comfortable with that. I continued to spent time with the boy and we continued to explore his sexuality together which eventually led to his fucking me two or three times. He wasn't interested in getting fucked anytime soon although I did rim him frequently and penetrated him with a finger on more than one occasion, bringing him off as it did. I did eventually fuck him. On an interesting note I took him to the house in Kahala that David and Cody had purchased. Of course he Dane, who is Cody's charge, and Dane's boyfriend Brett. The boys were 14 at the time and Brett was hung exactly like David when the latter was 14 years old. In fact the two could have been brothers. The boys had on hell of a fuck fest then joined us adults later for round 2. That story can be found in chapter 24 I believe of Dane Stevie finally found a girlfriend and of course turned eighteen and I lost contact with him although he did turn up in my life again when he was 27 years old.