Date: Fri, 30 Jan 2004 13:48:20 -0500 From: hank jameson Subject: The Maine Boy A number of years ago, my wife and son and I were staying at a bed and breakfast on the coast of Maine. After lunch on the 2nd day, the sky had started to threaten rain and my wife and son drove into Portland to spend the afternoon there, leaving me alone to nap or read. It was a hot, sticky day and I decided to take a shower before lying down. I came out of the bathroom, naked, toweling my hair and went over to the window. The sky had darkened even more and I could see lightening over the water. Just then I heard a sound behind me. Turning around quickly I see you, the owners' son, Jimmy, maybe 18 or 19, holding a vacuum cleaner. Your mouth is wide open and your eyes are on my cock. I also notice a distinctive bulge forming under your cut-offs. "Can I help you?" I ask with a slight smile. "Uh, no, it's just that - well - I'm supposed to -" you stammer. Your face has reddened and I remember having noticed you earlier this morning, coming up from the beach, with no shirt on, looking like the epitome of virile youth on the verge of manhood, broad shoulders, strong arms, slim waist. I remember noticing your muscular ass as you helped carry our bags up from the car yesterday. I remember thinking how I'd like to get up that ass, how I'd like to make it mine. You remain standing there, as if frozen, still holding the vacuum cleaner. I cross the room looking you in the eyes the whole time. You seem so young and afraid and yet so manly and assured all at the same time. I stand directly in front of you, a few inches away. I can smell your perspiration, feel your warm breath on my face, I can almost hear your heartbeat as it races like crazy. I am standing in front of you still dripping from the shower, without any clothing on, and I feel it's you who is naked. "Put down the vacuum cleaner," I tell you and you do. "Do you like looking at my body?" I smile at you and finally you smile back at me, a big broad happy smile and I am instantly hard. "Can I touch it?" you ask. "Touch what?" I reply with a twinkle in my eye. "You know..." "Tell me." "Can I touch...your...dick?" I take your hand and wrap it around my cock which by now is swollen and throbbing. I can't help but close my eyes and moan as you squeeze it. "That feels good, Jimmy." "Fuck, it's so big." A big drop of pre-cum appears on the head. I wipe it off and bring my finger up to your lips. You open your mouth and I put my finger in your mouth and let you taste me. And now it's you who's moaning as I feed you another and another. "You like that?" "Oh god, yes! I wanna suck you!" you whisper, "I wanna suck your big fat dick!!" "Go for it..." I say and step back. You drop to your knees. "I can't fuckin' believe this." You say as you take my cock in your hand and take a first lick. Then another. I love looking at your face as you discover my dick, as you realize how much you've wanted this, how much you've been longing to be holding a man's dick, to be finally sucking a cock, a man's cock. You open your lips wide and take the head into your mouth. Your hot young mouth sends shivers through my body and I have to resist holding your head and forcing you to eat the rest of my cock. But you're a natural as you take more and more of my dick, learning to bob up and down on it, deeper and deeper, until finally your lips are at my pubes. I almost lose it and shoot my load when you look up at me, your mouth stretched wide around the base of my dick. I hold you by the hair and pull your mouth off of me. I take hold of my cock that's all wet with your spit and rub it back and forth across your lips. You stick your tongue out and my cock slides easily back and forth. "You like my cock?" And you just nod your head. "Tell me." I say still holding you by the hair, making you look up at me. "God! Yes! I can't get enough! Let me suck your dick!" You gasp and I release your head and my cock disappears immediately into your mouth. And now you're going for broke deep throating me again and again, sucking me, tonguing me, loving every inch of dick you can reach. "I don't want to cum yet," I say and lift you up. I pull your T-shirt off over your head and pull you into me so we can rub our chests together. I wrap my arms around you and hold you tight. I bite your ear and nibble on it making you gasp. I cover your mouth with mine and we're both moaning as our lips roll over each other. You are the sexiest kid I have ever seen and the way you respond to everything I do builds my passion to higher and higher heights. "Take off your shorts." And I step back as you drop your shorts. You're not wearing any underwear and your gorgeous boy cock is rock hard and bobbing up and down and dripping. My own cock feels like a steel bat. I go over to the bed and lie down. I have you kneel over my head facing away from me and let you go back to sucking my cock as I admire your ass, prying apart the muscular globes, revealing the pink rose bud of your asshole. I pull your ass down onto my tongue and taste your hole; first some gentle kisses and licks until finally I am attacking your hole with my tongue. I can't get enough of your teenage butt and the moans and groans that come from your throat caress my cock that is deep in your mouth. I feel your balls begin to contract but I don't want you to cum just yet. I want you to cum with my cock deep up your ass. I turn you around. Your face is flushed and red, your lips glistening with saliva and pre-cum. I kiss you again and say, "I want to fuck you. Do you think you can take my cock?" In response you squat over my dick and I line up my dick with your hole. Slowly you try to open up for me. I can see the pained expression on your face. Sweat is dripping off of you. "Relax, baby, relax. That's it, just relax." I keep repeating until with a determined push you have the head of my dick inside of you. And then slowly you sit down on it. A huge clap of thunder overhead startles us and suddenly you are sitting completely on me. My cock is all the way inside you. It's all I can do not to explode at the sight of this gorgeous man-boy fucking himself on top of me. I run my hands all over your firm body, pinching your nipples. Your head falls back as you lose yourself to the sensations of getting fucked, finally getting fucked after all this time thinking about it, wanting it. But I want more. I want you to know you're getting fucked by me. I make you put your legs on my shoulders and lie back as I sit up and a little awkwardly get up on my knees and then my toes until I have you on your shoulders, your legs wrapped around my neck, our faces inches apart, our eyes locked on each other. You put your hands on my head and pull me down to kiss you. And we fuck. We fuck like gods, like porn stars, like lovers. I pound your ass and you take it and pull me into you wanting more. The thunder and rain muffles the noise of our fucking, of your cries and curses, of the creaking of the old four poster bed we're on. I am totally consumed by you, by your ass, by your manliness, by your youth as I pound you again and again until with a mighty "FUCK!!" you are coming, cum all over your face, all over the sheets, the sight of which sets me off and I explode. And still we fuck, unable to stop. Finally we are drained and my hips slow down and your legs slip down to wrap around my waist and we kiss. "You OK?" I ask. And you're gone