Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2022 09:41:43 +0000 From: raywrite196 Subject: Through the Fence, Chapter 4, Gay/Adult-Youth raywrite196@proton.me Please note this is a complete work of fiction. It is not based on real events, only imagined ones. If you are offended by sexual relations between adults and consenting teens, please stop reading now! Otherwise, enjoy while you consider supporting Nifty so they can continue publishing stories you like. Go to https://donate.nifty.org/ and donate today! Here's a case where size doesn't matter-- just donate! =================================================== Chapter Four I take Aaron by the shoulders and lovingly turn him around. He places his hands on my shoulders for support. The look in his eyes is both pleading and loving at the same time. I gently place a kiss on his beautiful teen lips and say, "Not at this time, Aaron." He slumps and looks down at the water, totally dejected. "Let me explain, Aaron. I could easily fuck you right now and it would be the most painful experience for you both physically and emotionally; a form of rape. Or I could prepare you and teach you in a way that we both experience the joy and pleasure that it can be. It is one of the most intimate acts between two men in love and it should be treated as such. I know you watch gay porn on the internet and they make it look so easy to do. But there is a lot of preparation they go through to get ready so they don't get hurt or soiled; if you know what I mean. Do you understand what I am trying to say?" Aaron wraps his arms around my chest and lays his head in the crook of my neck. "I think I do. Bottom line: You don't want to hurt me and you want it to be a beautiful experience for both of us. I love you, Raymond." with that, he begins placing gentle kisses on my neck, shoulders, and pecs. "I love you too, Aaron." I lift his chin with my hand, looking into his azure eyes, and continue, "and because I love you, I don't want to ever hurt you and I want you to be ready to love whomever you end up with completely, safely, and with all the joy you so richly deserve." With that, I gently kiss his lips over and over and over again. "Who knows, I could end up with you!" Aaron smiles and lays back against me. I laugh, knowing the odds of that are one in a million. "Bottom line? Was that a pun?" "Yeah, I thought about that after I said it. It's something my dad always says. I think it's a business term." "It is. I was just surprised you knew it or used it in conversation." We both get out of the pool and stand, still with rock-hard erections. We stare at each other's dick and Aaron says matter-of-factly, "I think we need to take care of these." "I agree!" I throw him a towel and tell him to dry off quickly and we'll go inside. I grab a bottle of lube and we lay down on the large sheepskin rug in the TV room. I pour a little lube into my hand and start stroking his hot, teen hard-on. "Oh geez, what are you using? That feels incredible! Oh man, I--" He begins moaning and hissing in a newfound ecstasy. I straddle his hips and wrap my lubed hand around our cocks, rubbing them both up and down slowly, stopping at the glans to give them extra attention. Aaron is now starting to lift his hips so I stop stroking us and move over to his side. I tell him to spread his legs and bend his knees. This gives me access to his gorgeous ass. I see his clean, pink pucker and place a glob of lube on my middle finger. I coat the outside of his hole with the lube and gently press on the pucker. His hole is tight but accepts my finger gladly and Aaron moans a full octave higher than previously. I resume stroking his pulsing cock, hot from the stroking. At the same time, I am finger-fucking his hole slowly and he is raising his hips in absolute ecstasy. Suddenly, I crook my finger and press on his prostate. Aaron screams and begins shooting volley after volley of clear cum, the first hitting his cheek and sliding into his open mouth. The next two hit his sternum. The third hits and fills his navel. The next two hit his thigh, which I lean over and lap up like a dog. Finally, he just oozes over his glans and down his shaft like something out of Yellowstone's thermal geysers. I quickly descend on his softening cock and suck off the oozing teen cum, still warm from deep within his balls. He yelps at the overly sensitive member being sucked. "Sorry about that, but it is oh so good." Aaron can't speak and when he tries to say something it is just gibberish. I continue lapping up his cum wherever it landed. I run my tongue across his rigid nipples just because they look so tempting! That elicits another round of gibberish. After about 5 minutes Aaron was able to focus his eyes on me and says in a very loud voice, "Sonofabitch! That was unbelievable! How did you do that and will you do that again?--- NOW! I start laughing and finally stop long enough to say, "Did you enjoy that?" "Oh fuck, yes!" "Hey now, no need to start being a gutter mouth, sir!" "Oh, sorry! But that was incredible!" I smiled, pleased that he had such a great experience and no pain, just intense pleasure. "That was what it feels like to have your prostate touched right before orgasm. The first step in preparing you for anal intercourse, boyfriend." Aaron looks at me with his wide, beautiful eyes and a slack jaw. "I'm your boyfriend?" Tears begin welling up in his eyes. "You sure are, if you want to be." This beautiful 15-year-old moves in close to me and wraps his lithe, tanned arms around me, and squeezes tightly. He lays his head against my chest, his skin is still so soft and smooth. He half-whispers with great emotion, "More than anything else in the world." I take him in my arms and we lay down on the sheepskin, so soft, so warm. We lie there, unmoving, except for occasional stroking of our backs and chest, or a peck on the cheek or lips. Our cocks are touching, but flaccid. This is more than I ever hoped for, more than I deserve. So long I sat in the ashes of my guilt and shame for feeling and wanting a relationship with a boy. Growing up I ached to have such a relationship, even with someone closer to my age. And now I was holding the most perfect, the most loving teen boy beyond my wildest imaginings. I didn't seek this out. Sure I thought he was hot, but then I see a lot of hot boys never thinking I'd bed them-- they're just eye candy. But this is incredible: he sought me out! And still illegal! What am I doing? This is so dangerous! What if he gets pissed off and tells everyone I came on to him? Did I force him to have sex? No one believes the adult. The kid is always the victim. But I love him. I do. Sure, in the beginning, it was lust, but this is more than I ever imagined. I want to be near him, I want to teach him, I want to know all there is to know about him and how I can make him happy. Most of all, I want him to find a man he can grow old with, share adventures with, and still be so in love with that he gives him a gentle kiss as he takes his final breath. Now I'm the one with tears streaming down my face. Aaron looks up and sees my tears flowing freely. "Did I do something wrong? Why are you crying, Raymond?" "Sorry, boyfriend, but these are tears of joy and absolute happiness. Having you in my arms, in my life, and my heart is more than I could ever imagine. I'm just so incredibly lucky." Aaron plants a kiss on my lips and begins licking my lips with the turgid tip of his tongue. That is the correct password to enter my mouth where his tongue dances with mine, mixing saliva and his cum. Finally, he says, "I thought you were crying because I got off and you didn't. I can remedy that for you!" Before I can protest and say it isn't necessary, he crawls between my legs and starts licking my balls and my taint as he slowly strokes my cock awake. Like a time-lapse video of a rising bread stick, my cock achieves full erection in a matter of several seconds. Aaron sees the bottle of lube and puts copious amounts on my shaft and begins, with both hands, to massage and jack my cock in a most unique way that has me in absolute ecstasy. I am enjoying his technique and showing my appreciation through deep guttural moans and more hissing than an asp! Aaron then remembers the one thing that puts this 52-year-old over the moon. He applies a little more lube to his fingertips and then realizes he doesn't have enough hands! He lays down and puts as much of my cock in his mouth and slides easily up and down on the first two or three inches. Fortunately, the lube is both edible and berry flavored. At the same time, he fingers my turgid nipples with his lubed fingertips, and within three or four trips on my cock and I start shooting ropes of cum like I was a 20-year-old. The first rope shoots down Aaron's throat and he quickly lets go, allowing the next three volleys to strike his face. He looks at me with cum dripping off his face and I pull him up and begin licking it off. "Eeww! That is just disgusting!", he protests. "It's protein and sugars. It's good for you!", I reply. "I'm sorry I couldn't take your cum when you started shooting. At first, it shocked me because it came so fast and hard. And, no offense, it was not that good tasting." "Yeah, teen cum is so much better. Adult cum is an acquired taste. I only licked it off you because we didn't have anything to clean it up with and I didn't want it to get on the sheepskin. Not easy to clean off the rug." We lay back down and just stroke one another as we bask in the afterglow of exploring each other and sharing our love. We begin kissing gently at first and then more passionately. We stick out our tongues and lick each other in a tongue-sword fight. How is it possible that I am starting to harden again?! We slow it back down and go back to just being together. I absolutely love kissing him. It is sometimes a bigger turn-on than sex. It must be the incredible sustained intimacy kissing affords. Aaron looks up at me with those liquid azure eyes and asks like a three-year-old, "Could I spend the night with you, boyfriend? My dad isn't coming home until tomorrow afternoon and I'm a-scared to be home alone." Can I really say no? I don't wanna and I don't hafta! "Of course, you can. Do you need to go home and get your P.J.'s? A favorite stuffed toy? Maybe some Pampers?" Aaron starts pummeling me playfully with his fists. "I would rather sleep in the nude, thank you!" "No, THANK YOU!" How much better can it get? ===================================================