Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2018 11:18:47 +0000 (UTC) From: Julian Otero Subject: What I Liked About Fucking Darby part 2 Please contribute to nifty to keep us all enjoying this site. What I liked about Fucking Darby part 2 So finally I got the courage to invite him in. "I was just gonna have a beer. You want something?....to drink I mean, not beer...well..." I was nervous as a cat. The invitation pleased him: it showed all over his face. We sat in my kitchen and I could see he was scoping it, and me, making an assessment. He draped his slender body over the chair with legs spread too obviously, displaying what interested me most about him. I let my eyes go where they wanted and if they could feel and smell instead of merely see, that would have been enough to convict me of child molestation. He looked at my beer. "Would you let me have a taste?...I never had any..." "Well Darby...I can--just a little...but it's a matter of trust. I'm not sure. Underage right?... You're 12, right? Even just being here with me alone could make trouble for me." Again, that fetching dimpled smile. "Who's gonna know? I'm not telling anyone." Shit, his teeth were so white, his mauve colored lips so full with an erotic quality unusual for a boy. I bet the head of his erect cock was also that color. Now in my house, his sexual appeal seemed to multiply a hundred times. "I know how to keep my mouth shut." Do you now, my little boychick? That sounded like a challenge, a move forward on the checkerboard, expecting an equal or greater reply from me. "What I want his your mouth open and around my hard cock." Is that enough of a counter move, kid? Of course I didn't say that. I just imagined the smell of his crotch while I poured a finger of beer for him. He spit it back out. "Yuck! Fuck! It tastes like shit! You really drink this stuff??" I smiled. Then I noticed his hand between his spread legs. I locked eyes with him. His thumb made tiny, tiny circles where I surmised the head of his cock was tucked. Those jeans were very tight indeed! Come on kid: if you want what I think you want don't be a fuckin' tease. "Darby, what do you want?" Darby wanted money. Actually I was glad for it. Money eased my conscience for fucking a boy so young. He put out for cash. He had what I wanted; I had what he wanted. It was a pure free market exchange. "Will you do what I want?" "Like what?" "Smell your ass...lick it...stick my finger in it...suck your dick..." He blushed and smiled from ear to ear. "There are guys that like boys...want to do sex with them...Justin said." "What else did Justin say?" "Ask for money." "How much do you want to take my dick up that fine little ass I been watching for months?" "No way, no wayyy..." He looked alarmed. "No!" He looked around for the best way to exit. "Ok ok...don't worry...not that... But how about twenty dollars right now? Just drop your jeans and bend over so I can lick your asshole." Do people actually do things like that? I could see he was trying not to look disgusted, trying to take in the idea of a tongue on his butt, trying to be sophisticated beyond his young years. Apparently Justin, his older brother, hadn't told him about the practice. And twenty dollars is twenty dollars. "Ok." He bent over the chair. My face came close. The smell intoxicated me. My universe now contained nothing but the two smooth firm round muscular cheeks in front of me and my appetite for his anus, or--as I liked to say--his boypussy. "My brother said some guys like to do this," said Darby in a whisper, and awe. Oh, yes my sweet little boy, some of us certainly do. You will learn a lot if you stick with me. I have a few friends who like to fuck little boys even younger than you. We'll teach you a lot. Brother? Your brother? Hope he's as sexy as you are. With my thumbs I spread him open and took a gentle sniff: musk of boy. If only I could bottle it! Know its formula! Sweat yes, but enhanced with the sourness of vinegar and shit. Not much, but a wonderful complex smell that probably included some cheese from a bag of junk food. An all American moist pre-adolescent fragrant asshole. I kissed and licked, licked and kissed, nibbled and licked more and the boy I held against me moaned and mewed pushed his ass against me, huffed and sighed and I knew then Darby would repeat his visits to me many times. What boy wouldn't? And to leave with twenty dollars in the pocket of those wonderful skinny jeans, too. On top of that he seemed to like me. I was very happy. Enough aroused now, I knew he wouldn't bat my hand away when I reached around and fondled his soft hairless balls. I was aware of nothing but the feel of him on my face and in my hand. I was educating him about his asshole, its uses for pleasure. Just like my first time getting rimmed at 11 years old, Darby no doubt must be realizing how a hard cock, my hard cock, might feel going into that part of him--unless his brother had beat me to it! We stayed joined face to ass for a long time. His whole body was soft and yielding now. I had no wish to rush this first time. So the boy would feel easy and relaxed about visiting again. I put a lock on my aggression and desire to fuck his ass. There would be time enough for that later. One quality a boy lover must have is patience. While my tongue was busy I drew pictures in my mind of his lips on my asshole, my dick in his mouth, me fucking all six inches in his hot pussy. Pictures of Glenn, my fuck buddy from back in high school, at play with Darby, up his ass, and mine up deep into Glenn. He would like this boy I was sure. And Darby's brother--was it Justin? How old was he and hopefully as attractive as his brother? I was so glad I hadn't cancelled the paper delivery in favor of digital subscription. My doorstep delivery has a bonus I will not give up! -O- If you'd like to hear more about me and Darby please let me know what you liked of this part. Julian ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com or ba9ba9goodman@tutanota.com And please contribute to nifty to keep us all enjoying this site. Regards, Julian Otero all my stories are here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#julianotero