Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2016 13:32:45 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tymmie Chapter 1

This story first post in 2007. It is tied to two or more other stories that
I have resurrected and re-posted in the past month. "Adam's Return To
Paradise" and "Majah And The Amazing Foot Long". All are in the gay
adult/youth genre. There is more to come. N-joi

Hugs,
Tag_m

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As I climbed the steps to the second floor room of the motel, I saw a
shadow huddled in a corner. The entry to my room was an outside one, not
inside, and it was a cold ass fucking night so I could understand the
huddling part. The mass didn't appear to be large, not that I was in fear
of my life, having been a martial artist for ten plus years. I turned and
went back down a few steps, asking as I walked,

"Do you have business here, can I help you with something?"

The shape moved and out of the shadows stepped a boy, specifically, a
thirteen year old boy, my ersatz nephew Tymmie. We really weren't related
but as in many families, I had been around the family for years, watching
Tym and his three younger siblings grow up, and had achieved the status of
honorary uncle.

"Tym what on earth are you doing here?" I asked him.  It turned out that he
had been in an argument with his mother and she told him to just leave, not
that she meant it to be anything permanent probably, she just wanted him
out of her sight.  She was probably just frustrated with the boy. All of
the children tended to be pretty rambunctious, especially the boys, and
threw both parents into a tizzy at times. When their father was out of
town, as he was at that time, their mother had difficulty maintaining order
in the house.

"Well let's not stand out here in the frickin cold," I told him and placing
an arm around his shoulders, walked up the stairs, unlocked the door and
entered the much warmer motel room. Tym wandered around the rooms of my
suite as I removed my jacket and hung it up then watched the boy.

Tym was an extremely cute boy, his thick and slightly wavy blonde hair
creating a sometimes unruly mass atop his fair skinned, almost pretty
face. He had deep blue eyes framed by thick eyebrows and dark lashes and a
few freckles on his small upturned nose. A perfect set of lips and
straight, sparkling white teeth completed the top part of his compact body.
The boy had played sports since he was able to walk almost and as a result;
his five-foot frame was well developed and solid. I knew this from hugs he
gave me, and the fact that I had seen him many times in shorts and
shirtless.

As a lover of teenage boys, especially young teens, I had admired and even
longed for Tymmie, jacking off more than once fantasizing about his firm
young body and wondering how well developed he was beneath the waist.  Tym
and his family knew I was gay and it had never been an issue. They had met
and liked a few of my past partners and always commiserated with me when I
was single. Needless to say they had no clue that I secretly loved boys.

"Well Tymmie," I said, "I think we need to call your mom and let her know
where you're at."  He looked crestfallen at the idea then I added, "How
about if I tell her you're going to stay here for the night and I'll take
you home in the morning. His beautiful face broke into a huge grin and he
asked if I really meant it, that he could stay in the motel for the
night. When I nodded my head yes he was in my arms in a flash, hugging me
with a ferocity that surprised me. Tym had always given me good solid hugs
but this was almost erotic.

"Oh Jon that would be so awesome, thank you," he mumbled into my chest. "I
need some time away from the house and my brothers and sister." I rubbed
his back and ruffled his hair as we stood embracing each other in the
middle of the suite's living room. He was awesome to hold, and it seemed as
though he didn't want to break the connection, rubbing my back gently and
pressing his head into my body a little more firmly. The odor of "boy" came
to my senses along with the fragrance of recently washed hair.

"Uuummm you smell nice Tymmie, did you shower recently?"

He said that he had, about an hour ago, before he and his mom got in the
argument.

"Speaking of your mom we need to call her," and I broke our embrace and
went to the phone.

Tym was clearly nervous about the outcome as I told Terry, his mother, that
he was with me, was okay, and if she had no objections I'd keep him for the
night and drop him off in the morning. She said that was fine and added
that I could keep him for longer if I wanted.

"Like how about a year or so," she said with meaning. We had often kidded
about me taking Tymmie, sometimes all the kids after the parents had
experienced a more trying day. I had always responded that I was more than
happy to take em but as I say, it was all in jest.

"So," I said, hanging up the phone, "you can stay the night. She even
suggested I keep you for a year."  The cute young thing smiled and said,

"That would be cool Jon, living with you in Hawaii. I could learn to surf
and stuff."

"Well," I responded, "I don't see your parents allowing that any time soon,
especially your dad. Yes, you all can be frustrating at times but that's a
part of being in a family."

He nodded his head and I stood up.  "I need to take a shower then crawl
into bed, it's been a long day."

"Where am I gonna sleep Jon," the boy asked.  The room had a queen-sized
bed and the living room had a sofa. The latter not being an option for
me. I had no qualms about sleeping with Tymmie, in fact I wanted too. I
knew though that nothing was likely to happen, but it would still provide
more than a few stroking fantasy's for later on.

"I dunno, we'll figure it out after I shower." And I went into the
bathroom.  Ten minutes later I came out, clothes in hand and a towel
wrapped around my narrow waist, to find Tymmie in the bed, covered to just
below his bare nipples.

"Solved the problem did you," I asked with a touch of sarcasm in my voice
as I dropped my clothes and pulled a clean pair of boxer briefs from a
drawer. They were a Brazilian trunk style to the inseam was half of what
usual boxer briefs were. They were a lime green with thin white horizontal
lines, the leg and fly trim done in dark blue, what waistband black. His
face spread into a brilliant smile and he said,

"Yup, is that okay with you?"

"I suppose it is Tym, although they say I snore," I said, tugging the
underwear on up under my bath towel and once suitably covered, dropping the
towel and finishing the readjusting of the cloth and my crotch under the
watchful gaze of the young teen.

"Do you like those underwears Jon," he asked not waiting for an answer
before adding, "I've always wanted to try some, they look comfortable."  I
allowed as how they were, that they suited my needs since I didn't like
boxers cause they were too loose, "if you know what I mean."

"Ya, I know but I wear em anyhow, but sometimes I wear the regular briefs,
ya know?"  As I climbed into the bed and pulled the covers up he said,

"You have a pretty nice body Jon, I mean for a guy your age." For a guy
pushing forty my body was in great shape thanks to a weekly regimen of gym,
martial arts and swimming, and I often surprised people who thought I was
still in my twenties. Of course I didn't say that to Tym electing instead
to feign outrage. I rolled toward him slightly and poked him about where I
guessed his belly to be saying,

"For a guy my age, my age. I'll show you age you little twerp."  The boy
giggled and shook, squinching himself up to avoid tickling, which was
unlikely due to the bed covers. I moved back to my position, on my side
facing him from less than an arms length away.

"Seriously," he said, "You do have a nice body, it's really firm." He said
the latter while pushing gently on my pecs, first one then the other. "They
don't even move when I touch em and you look pretty cut." His slender
fingers continued probing down onto my upper belly and stopping midsection
where the covers started.

"You know Tym, you've got a pretty nice body yourself for a boy your age. I
bet you're the envy of lots of boys in your gym class." I returned his
gestures as I spoke, my fingers pressing and gently poking his chest and
upper belly, pushing on a small brown nipple.  We were both quiet for a
moment, still touching each other, gently rubbing. I couldn't speak for Tym
but my cock was rock ass hard, straining to be freed from the confines of
my boxers.

"Wow your nipple got hard Jon," the boy said quietly as he pushed against
it.

"They do that Tym, haven't you ever noticed that yours do as well?" I
rubbed a small brown nub in my thumb and forefinger, causing him to gasp
slightly as new feelings began surging through his body. "See, now your
nipple is as hard as mine." I moved my hand so he could feel it, which he
did.  We continued rubbing each other's chest and Tym remarked,

"It feels good when you rub me like that Jon, I like it a lot." I told him
I liked his fingers touching me as well.  Our feet had somehow moved
together and our toes were sort of playing with each other half-heartedly
while we talked.

"I wish I could live with you in Hawaii," Tym said, then went on to relate
how things seemed to be deteriorating at home, as well as pressures at
school and all manner of other fears.  "Sometimes I just want to run away,
you know. Staying with you would get rid of all that stuff."

I thought for a moment then said, "Well Tymmie, it's not impossible. I
mean, I have the room and you could go to private school but it'd be a huge
change. Of course there's the matter of your parents agreeing with it too
but I guess I could at least approach them with it and see what they say.

His fingers had stopped probing and feeling.

"Do you mean that Jon, I could actually live with you and you'll talk with
mom and dad about it." His voice, still the high voice of a yet undeveloped
male, held a certain amount of skepticism.

"Yes Tymmie, I'll talk with them with about it tomorrow, although your dad
is out of town so it's just be your mom."

"So, if mom agreed with it, I could go back with you next week when you
leave, is that right?"

"That's right," I replied.

He was in my arms in a flash, hugging me, his face pressing into my chest.

"Oh Jon that would be so awesome, I'd be good I promise, I'll do anything
you tell me too, I'll keep my room clean everything." It was at that time
that I discovered that Tymmie boy wasn't wearing any underwear as I could
feel his naked cock against my thigh. And it was hard.

`Ohmygod' I thought, what is going on in this kids mind. I let my hand rub
his back, going up and down and in circles while the other one petted his
head.

"Uuumm, Tym, you aren't wearing any underwear," I said.

 "No," he mumbled, "I like to sleep naked, is that okay with you?"

"Of course it is Tym, I have no problem with it, I sleep naked as well."

"But you aren't naked now, why not?" he asked.

"Well, I didn't think it was okay for me to do that with you in the bed."

"Why, I don't mind if you're naked Jon."

"Well I didn't want you to think I was weird or making a play for you or
anything. I'm a gay man, remember?"

 "And your cock is as hard as mine is right now too," He said. In fact, his
leg was sort of thrown over mine and laying on top of my cock, which was
raging hard. "Take your underwear off Jon, please." He moved his leg, his
upper body still laying on mine.

"Do you understand what you're saying Tym. Do you have any idea what people
would say or do if they ever found out about us being naked in bed
together?"

"Well, I'm not gonna say anything and I don't think you will so who would
ever know," he said with predictable teenage logic. "Besides, they would
say a lot more if they found out we were sexy together."

"That may be Tymmie but we haven't been sexy together."  Then the big
bombshell hit.

"Not yet we haven't but once you get those underwear off we will."  He
leaned up on one elbow and looked me in the eyes.

"I've wanted to be sexy with you for as long as I can remember Jon. I think
you're the most awesomest man and I'm pretty sure that I'm gay too. I mean,
I even, you know, like jack off thinking about you, about being with
you. Sometimes I think about it with other boys too but never girls. Laying
here with you, having you touch me like you were makes me feel so, all
tingly inside and I'm sure you can feel how hard my cock is against
you. So, please Jon, take off your underwear."

And I suppose that you, dear reader, would have said no, I can't. Well good
on you. I didn't say that. I slipped a hand down between Tymmie's body and
mine, the back of my hand grazing the head of his cock, and with the other
hand I slipped my underwear down and off. Tymmie rolled back against me
again, his leg resting gently on my cock.

"Gosh I love laying naked with you. Your cock feels so big Jon can I touch
it."  I mumbled a yes and Tym moved his leg out of the way and reached
downward. He grasped onto my dick and gently squeezed it, feeling up and
down its six and a half inch length.  "Gosh it's so big and so hard," he
mumbled then pulled the covers back so he could see it.

I'm naturally smooth to begin with but I also shave my groin, keeping my
balls and asshole hair free and my pubic hair trimmed up in a nice neat
patch.  Tymmie looked it all over, stroking on my cock, feeling my balls,
while my hand drifted onto his back and rubbed him gently and gazing down
at his slim boy's ass. Fuck did I want to bury my tongue and my cock inside
that delicious cleft.

"Jeez Jon, your balls are pretty big too. How come you don't have any hair
on em and how come your pubes are so neat? Do you cut em or something?"  I
explained that I shaved down there and why. He thought about that then
said,

"I can't imagine shavin my hairs cause I just started getting em but your
balls sure feel smooth." He continued to fondle, stroke, look and touch. I
was in heaven and I was dying to see his young stuff but wanted to let him
get to that point on his own time. That time proved to be right then.

"I wonder if my balls feel as smooth as yours since I don't have any hairs
on em."

"I can't say Tym," I responded, "I've never even seen you naked let alone
touched you."  Without another word, the boy slid back up along side of me
and rolled onto his back, giving me a full frontal view if his young
teenage body. It was all that I had fanaticized about.

The rest of his lean body was as defined and appeared to be as firm as the
rest of him. His lower abdomen was flat and taut, slipping gently into his
pubic bone, the creases at his hips well defined lines. That which made him
boy, his rampant four and a half to five inch boycock, stood proudly at
attention at least two inches up off of his belly and pointed to his
chin. He was circumcised and a clear drop of liquid rested at the slit on
the perfectly shaped head. At the base of his throbbing little sex machine
was a small patch of curly dark brown hair, clearly he had been right when
he said he'd just started getting them.  His sperm makers, in their smooth
crinkled bag, were hairless and at that middle stage between hanging loose
and being a sac held tight to his skin. The legs that held this wonderful
teenage boy upright were mostly smooth, particularly his upper thighs, but
I could see a thin coating of fine white hair on his calves, similar to
what appeared on his arms.

Tymmie was a sight to behold, as he lay on the bed, quietly allowing me go
drink in the sight of him.

"God Tymmie," I whispered, "you are beautiful; you're everything I dreamed
you would be."

I looked to his eyes as he responded.

"Everything you dreamed I would be. Jon, are you saying that you dream
about me?" He asked this with a touch of incredulity in his voice.

I then admitted to him that I had thought of him often over the years; that
I too had fantasized about this moment, seeing him totally naked and having
sex with him. I was laying beside him now and put my hand on his chest and
began rubbing it, slowly working my way down to his boyhood. When his cock
head touched the back of my hand I slipped under it, moving my fingers into
the downy soft patch of his hair and touching the base of his cock. My
fingers kneaded his flesh a moment before splitting and progressing down
further on each side of his balls. He automatically spread his legs a
little further, although the base of his dick at my knuckles restricted my
progress.

I slipped my fingers out and turned my hand over and grasped onto his
throbbing boyhood, squeezing it gently, causing Tymmie to gasp audibly. I
had maintained eye contact with the adorable boy and watched his facial
expression change, as his adolescent cock was touched, I guessed, for the
first time by someone other than himself. I stroked his cock slowly as I
lowered my head to his chest and licked at a nipple before taking it into
my mouth and sucking it like a baby. Tymmie's body tensed then relaxed and
he gasped as the new feelings ripped through his body. As I continued to
nurse on him my hand moved down and cupped his balls and I reveled in the
soft smooth feel of them. I stopped sucking and said quietly,

"Your balls are soft Tym, I imagine as soft as mine."  He smiled.

"It feels so good you touching me down there Jon. No one has ever done that
before and I can't believe how awesome it feels."

"Well baby boy, how about this?"

I lowered my head and took his gorgeous cock into my mouth and sucked it to
the root, my hand gently fondling his balls. His legs spread out even
further and at the same time he thrust his pelvis upward then relaxed back
onto the bed. A moan droned out of his mouth as I bobbed my head, pulling
away until just the head of his hard cock was in my mouth. I then pushed
back downward until the rigid hunk of flesh was engulphed in my mouth, the
head pushing at the edge of my throat, all the while my tongue was licking
at his smooth cock head.  Being young and inexperienced in sexual activity
I took the boy to the brink very quickly.

"Ooohhh, oooohhhh, gosh it's gonna squirt Jon it's gonna squirt," he all
but yelled.

I took my mouth away and jacked his cock, felt it thicken as Tymmie thrust
his hips in the air and the teenage flesh pole spit out three small watery
globs of young boy cum one after another. They landed high up onto his
belly to the accompanying sounds of,

"Uuuuuggggghhhhhh." When he relaxed his body back onto the bed, I leaned
down licked Tymmie's warm sperm from his still heaving flat belly, my hand
still gently kneading his tight little ball sac.  Still breathing heavily
he said,

"Oh man that felt soooooooo awesome to me Jon having you suck on me like
that and making me squirt out."

"Believe me Tymmie it was awesome for me too. I finally got to suck on your
beautiful cock."

"So you have been thinking about me too huh Jon?  What did you think about?
Did you jack off too?" I told him I'd thought about doing all kinds of
things with him, and that what we just did was one of them. He responded
saying that he was looking forward to finding out what some of the other
things were then added,

"I bet I know what one of em was." He slid down to my waist and took my
thick hard cock in his hand, pulled the shaft upright and placed his mouth
over the engorged satiny head. Holding onto the base of my cock, the little
finger in the skin of my hanging sac, Tymmie tried to take and inch or two
of the shaft into his mouth.  He was smart enough not to overdo it, and
bobbed up and down, his tongue licking at the slit as he sucked me. My hand
rubbed on his back and in his hair and I reveled in the feelings he was
producing in my body. I love having my dick sucked, and this little teen
cutie was doing a very credible job. After a few minutes he stopped saying
that his mouth was getting sore.

"Did I do a good job Jon, did I suck you okay?" he asked.

I told him, "It was great baby boy. There was no such thing as not okay
blow job, you will learn how to do it longer and to take more of the shaft
in your mouth. Trust me on that.

Meanwhile, my hand and taken over where he left off and I proceeded to jack
off, slowly and lovingly at first, but picking up speed as I grew closer to
orgasm. Tymmie was watching intently, his hand feeling my balls.

"Oh fuck, it's there Tymmie, here it goes, AAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I
moaned as I felt my body give up seven or eight jets of sperm, the first
three blasting out onto my chest and the rest diminishing in amount and
distance, slowing to a trickle out the head and down over my thumb and
fingers.

"Oh wow that was way cool Jon. You make so much of sperms and look how far
it shot out. I can hardly wait my cock can shoot that far."  I let my body
relax and Tymmie got up and went into the bathroom. God he had a delicious
ass, nice bubbly orbs that moved out and away from the small of his
back. The front view as he returned with a washcloth was just a good, his
still hard boycock bobbing in front of him as he walked. His body was so
fucking perfect I could hardly believe it.

Using the cloth, he gently cleaned the cum from my body, being especially
careful with the head, knowing from his own limited experience that it
would still be sensitive. Done with the chore, he lay back down, almost on
top of me, arm on my chest and head in the crook of my neck and snuggled in
close.

"I love laying with you Jon. Your body feels so good against mine, so firm
and so warm," he said into my ear.

"I love your body against me to Tym," I responded. "You are such a perfect
boy, you know. I still can't believe that my dream of being sexy with you
actually happened." and I hugged him a little bit tighter.

"I know, me too," he said. "I been trying to figure out a way to be with
you since you got here this time. I'm so glad I succeeded." He was quiet
for a moment then asked,

"If I move with you, will we be able to be sexy Jon. Can I sleep with you
and stuff? I don't think I could bear to be in the same house and not be
with you, ya know."

"Of course you can Tymmie. Of course you would have your own bedroom but
that wouldn't be a problem."

I told him that we would play that by ear but that I felt the same way,
that after tonight it would be very hard for me to not be sexy with him. I
told him I wanted to eat his body up, taste every inch of him, touch him
all over, show him things about his body that he never even thought of.

He laughed then said,

"Well, then we better get started right now." He moved so that his head was
slightly above mine, and looking down into my eyes. "What should we do
first?"

Not saying a word, I put my hand behind his head and gently pulled him to
me, our eyes locked until our lips touched, then I closed my eyes and
kissed the perfect lips of the most perfect and beautiful teenage
boy. Tymmie responded back, tentatively at first, then with passion. I
rubbed my hand along his back, down to the glorious firm orbs of his young
butt as I rolled him to his side then onto his back, kissing him all the
while. I finally broke it off and moved to his neck, kissing in the soft
crevice between neck and shoulder. He shivered from the feelings and when I
licked into his small ear he almost went nuts. Tymmie moaned audibly and
shook, holding on to me tightly as brand new feelings ripped his body
asunder.

I slid downward stopping to lick at a brown nub of a nipple then sucking it
into my mouth, while my hand played with the other nipple, bringing it to
harness as well. Tymmie's breathing was heavy, soft moans slipping from his
mouth. One hand move gently southward, grazing across his taut belly and
onto a hip where I let my fingers trail over his skin causing goose bumps.
I continued to gently suckle him while my hand continued onto his leg to
the end of my reach. I moved to the inside, Tymmie automatically spreading
his smooth legs for me, and moved slowly upward until his balls touched the
back of my hand.

I didn't touch him, wanting to bring his heat level up. Instead I retraced
my steps back to his nipple then went through the whole exercise
again. This time as I came upward on the inside of his leg, my head moved
south, licking along the center of his belly, to his navel. I turned my
head to look at his delicious boy cock. I could see it literally throbbing
as blood pulsed through it, precum oozing slowly from his slit.

I turned my hand over and slipped a finger up under his tight balls and
tickled there. Tymmie squirmed and moaned as, in tandem, I took his cock
head into my mouth and sucked. The boy's hands went to my head, holding it,
running his fingers in my hair as I gently kneaded his balls and sucked his
whole cock into my mouth and bobbed there. He smelled good enough to eat,
my own cock was ramrod hard against the mattress as I fondled and suckled
the young teen. I took the cock from my mouth and licked at the underside
of the head, on the glans then moved south to his balls. I moved around
between his legs, licking his nuts as I moved. Once between the creamy
smooth thighs I proceeded to wash his balls, moving the bag around with my
tongue. With both hands I gently pushed his legs back and licked down the
seam of flesh on his boy bag, down underneath his sac and onto the area
between balls and his boy hole. Tymmie's moaning became vocal.

"Ooohhh god, ooohhh fuck," he whispered as I licked and slurped my way
toward his asshole. I wanted to eat him so badly, to taste his virgin young
hole, to show him the beauty of the feelings from being rimmed.

I stopped what I was doing and told him I wanted him to roll over and
guided him in the direction I wanted him to go. He did what I asked and
soon I was looking directly at his boy butt, the cleft and the underside of
his hanging balls there for the taking. My head lay on the backside of his
outstretched leg and I gazed at the most beautiful sight in the world in my
opinion. I love that view, the backside of a boy, one leg bent and brought
up toward his head, the other outstretched, exposing the crack and
balls. Fuck oh dear, and here I was right in front of it.

I moved my head up and licked at the cleft, licked down onto the hanging
bag which caused more moans and a wiggling of his butt.  I could stand it
no longer. I reached my hands up and kneaded the firm white orbs before
gently spreading them open and revealing his tight pink asshole. My god
what a sight. I love rimming but rimming a young teenage boy's hairless
hole is the best. Part of it is knowing the feelings going through a boy's
young virgin body when I lick him there, knowing that his head is ready to
come off and that his balls are ready to explode from the buildup of
sperm. I sniffed him smelling clean, boy skin. My tongue snaked out and
licked at the muscle once or twice before I applied pressure and began
rimming him fully.

Tymmie went crazy. I pulled the cheeks as far open as I could and stuffed
my face inside, licking and slurping the hole, trying to force my tongue up
inside the boy. Both of us were hot as all hell, Tymmie moaning and
groaning.

"Oh fuck Jon, make me cum, please make me cum, I can't stand it any more,
oh fuck," He moaned. I stopped what I was doing, rolled him onto his back
and grabbed some lube from my nightstand. Tymmie's breathing slowed, but
only slightly as I lubed a finger.

"I'm going to slip a finger up inside you Tymmie, while I suck on your
cock. I'm going to give you the best cum you have ever had in your
life. Okay?"  He nodded his head and I got beside him. Taking his cock into
my mouth, I sucked him slowly as my hand between his legs opened his cheeks
and my middle finger found the target. I gently slipped it in through the
ring of muscle. Tymmie groaned loudly but didn't say anything. I slipped
the finger all the way in until my knuckle hit his flesh then drew it half
way out again before going in.

"Oh god oh shit, fuck that feels good Jon," he moaned as I finger fucked
his tight little hole and suckled his hard young cock. I found his prostate
and rubbed on it, and that's all she wrote. Tymmie couldn't contain any
longer.  The boy almost screamed out as he came, bucking his hips, pushing
them forward and wiggling his ass in an attempt to take in more of my
finger than I had to give. His teenage cock swelled against my lips and I
tasted his young sperm for the first time, swallowing the small offering
without effort.  I stopped all movement, knowing that his entire body would
be ultra sensitive then slowly slid my finger out of his body and took my
mouth off his cock then moved up beside him.

Tymmie rolled into me and pressed his lips to mine, ramming his tongue into
my mouth and exploring forcefully. When he broke the kiss he was still
somewhat out of breath.

"Fuck Jon you were right. That was the best cum I've ever had in my life oh
man. I dunno what spot you were touching inside my bottom was but the
feelings were so incredible. I love you licking me there too, gosh I could
never imagine how good that would feel. Does it feel good to do it to Jon,
do you like licking me there like that?" He had gone on in a rush, trying
to express all his feelings and thoughts in one quick motion.  I laughed
and told him about rimming, prostates, and what they do.

The boy kissed me again then said, "I can taste my cum when I kiss you
Jon." I simply nodded my head in understanding.

"I have to move with you Jon, I just have to. You make me feel things I
never felt before and it's so, so good and awesome and stuff I just know
I'll never find another man or boy like you. We gotta make my parents let
me go with you." That said he hugged to me, holding me fiercely as his
breathing slowed down.

I told him that I'd do my best because I wanted to be with him too, he was
beautiful and kind and sweet and the most awesomest boy on the whole
planet.  Meanwhile I needed to cum. My cock was still raging, precum
pouring out the slit. I had an idea and reached down to feel Tymmie's cock,
and finding it still pretty hard asked if he would like to put it inside of
me.

"You mean like, fuck you?" he asked.

"That's what I mean" I told him. He nodded his head and said sure, he'd
like that so I lubed my ass and his cock, slipped a pillow under me and
told him to get between my legs.  I held my legs back while he got into
position and put the head of his boy toy to my flesh and pushed. He slipped
inside of me with ease, causing little discomfort. I told him how to hold
my legs back by pushing and the inside of the knees and he did as he was
told. I then told him to push all the way in. I watched as he pushed,
reveling in the sight of his young body merging with mine, until the sparse
patch of light brown pubic hair was touching me. Goddamn, his body was so
awesome, so tight and firm.

"Okay baby boy, just let nature take over." And take over it did. Fucking
is instinctual, you know the mechanics, it's pretty simple after all. Being
a good fuck is what takes practice. In this case, it was all good, having
his young cock move inside of me, knowing that he was losing his virginity,
and knowing what was going on in his mind and inside his body.

"Uummmmm," I moaned. "That's right baby, fuck me. Fuck me Tymmie, ram your
cock into me, you're doing great baby boy, god your cock feels so good." I
kept up a litany of praise and encouragement, loving the feeling of his
cock inside me, seeing the look of rapture on the beautiful smooth young
face. I lubed up my cock and held onto the head. "Fuck me hard now Tymmie,
fuck me as hard as you can baby boy."

Sometimes I wanted it slow and easy while other times I wanted it fast or
hard or even fast and hard. Right then I wanted it hard. I wanted to feel
his young body hammering mine. I wanted to be bred; I wanted Tymmie to
breed me. My adorably cute young lover complied, ramming his young dick
into me, causing my body to move with each thrust and so causing my cock to
slide in and out of my lubed up hand.

"Fuck Jon that feels so good on my cock, oh god I think I'm gonna cum
again, oh man."  Knowing that the young thing was going to plant his sperm
inside me took me to the edge. I moved my hand from the head of my cock and
stroked the shaft.

"Fuck I'm cumming Tymmie, fuck he hard fuck me hard baby," I moaned as my
cock began its second eruption of the night, spewing forth creamy hot cum
onto my chest and belly.

"Oh god oh god oh god" Tymmie moaned and I felt his cock thicken inside me
as he pummeled my ass, driving his cock in and out like a piston. I
couldn't feel his sperm; there probably wasn't more than a single drop
since I drained his smooth young balls for a third time in the space of
what, an hour and a half or less. Aahhh to be young hung and full of
cum. Well, two out of three ain't bad.

I finally relaxed, Tymmie seemed to slow down and stop as well. I told him
to just stay there, I wanted to keep feeling his cock inside of me, that
having his cock buried inside of me was totally awesome and I wanted to
keep feeling him for just a little bit. He smiled and said that it was
super great for him.

I rubbed my hands on his belly and chest, feeling the firmness of his boy
body. I told him how much I liked feeling him like that, how I loved his
body so much. About then I felt his cock squish out of my hole like a
pinched watermelon seed. The boy had finally softened, although it took
three orgasms to do it. Staying in position he leaned forward then lay on
top of my, our face almost touching.

"Is this okay Jon, am I too heavy for you?"

"No baby boy, you're just right. I like feeling the weight of you on me."
In fact I did like it and he wasn't too heavy at all.

"I like it when you call me baby boy, it makes me feel special or
something."

"You are special Tymmie. You have always been special to me but now, oh
gosh, I can't tell you how much I feel for you. You're totally the most
awesome boy in the world and I feel like I want to be like this forever," I
said to him softly.

He hugged me tightly and said that he felt the same way and said again that
his parents just had to let him go with me.

"Well," I said, "we need to get to sleep then sweetie. Tomorrow we'll both
need to be at our best."  He smiled at me, kissed me heavily and then
rolled to his side. We lay there quietly, holding each other until I heard
the gentle breathing that indicated that he had fallen asleep.

Drowsily, I contemplated the evening's events, the boy in my arms and the
possibility of having him live with me for a year.  I would give it my best
shot the next day with his mother and as I fell asleep, I considered how
easy it would be to fall in love with this boy, and being in love with
Tymmie had to be a good thing.

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