Date: Fri, 22 Jun 2001 11:45:46 -0400 From: Tanda2000 Subject: The Seduction of Chris The Seduction of Chris by Uncle Mike written by Tanda2000@compuserve.com copyright by Tanda He had just turned 16. My sister had called me and told me that her and her husband were going to the coast for the weekend to celebrate their anniversary. The girls were staying over a friends house and she wanted to know if Chris could stay with me for the weekend. Not a problem I told her. Chris had always been a good boy and one of my favorite nephews. We had a good relationship and, even though we hadn't spent a lot of time together, we got along well. My sister confided to me that Chris had a lot of respect for his Uncle Mike which pleased me greatly. It was about 10:30 that evening when they finally pulled into the driveway. I was in the den reading over some of my manuscripts and having a drink of my favorite, whiskey and coke. Don't know why I like it so much but I always have. I got up and waited for them on the front porch as they unloaded themselves from the car. They live a few hundred miles away so I knew they would be tired from the long haul and would probably want to rest for awhile. My sister waved at me as she got out of the car, grinning broadly. She was happy she was getting away for the weekend, I could tell. I watched as Chris peeled out of the back seat, reaching in and getting a duffel bag. He grinned at me shyly and waved. Chris lived on my sister's ranch and he was a farm boy, that was obvious. He had become involved in weight lifting when he began high school and I could tell that he was getting pretty buffed up, even in his jeans and t-shirt he was wearing. He must have been 5'8" by now and a good 130 pounds. Brown hair cut a little short and a Tom Sawyer face, complete with freckles. He was a wholesome looking kid that looked like he stepped right out of a Huckleberry Finn novel. All that was missing was the straw in his mouth. My sister and her husband, followed by Chris, came up the stairs and we all gave each other the family hugs and greetings. I invited them in and, I could tell that my sister and her husband had no intention of hanging around. They wanted to get on the road. They still had a ways to go to get to the coast from my house. "Hey, Chris, you can put your bag upstairs in my room if you want," "Um, okay, Uncle Mike." And the boy bolted up the stairs with his duffel bag clutched tightly in his arms. I returned my attention to my sister. "Okay, Mike, we're not going to stay. Maybe on our way back when we pick up Chris, we'll do dinner or something. You understand, don't you?" "Well, duh, sis", I exclaimed giving Tom a manly grin. He grinned back. They couldn't wait to get to the motel. I had to laugh at them and my sister blushed and told me to stop it. "Hey, you're only human, sis," I teased. "Now get outta here! And have fun!" "Chris!", she yelled up the stairs. "We're leaving, honey!" "Okay, Mom!" he called back, followed by the loud thudding of young tennis shoes pounding down the stairs. When he got down to the entry way landing, she tousled his brown locks and told him, "Now you be good and do what Uncle Mike tells you to, understand?" Embarrassed, Chris stuffed his hands in his jean pockets and said, "Yeah, yeah." "Oh, we won't have any problems, will we Chris?" I said as I put my arm around his shoulders. "Okay, then, you two boys have fun," my sister said as her and Tom walked out the front door. Chris and I stood on the front porch and watch them drive away, my sister waving a friendly goodbye. I put my hand on Chris' shoulder and felt his young buffed muscles. "Hey, Dude!", I said admiringly. "You've been working out!" With teenage shyness, he said, "Yeah, I joined the weight team at school." "Cool," I said. Leading him back into the house, I said, "Let's go in and get you set up. You hungry?" "Naw, we stopped at McD's on the way here." "You want a shower or anything?" "Naw, Mom made me shower before we left." Not knowing what else to offer the kid, I said, "Well, then come on in and let's get you settled. It's getting late. Aren't you tired?" "Yeah, a little," he admitted. I led him into the den. "I was just going over some of my manuscripts," I explained. He came into the den and looked down at the spread of papers all over the floor and foot stool where I had been working. He also eyed my drink and the bottle of whiskey sitting next to it as he sat down in the matching chair that I sat in. I hadn't seen Chris in over a year so we didn't know too much about each other. "So, how old are you now?, I asked as I sipped my drink. He puffed up and said, "Sixteen now. I can drive! Dad has always let me drive on the ranch, but now I can drive on the streets too!" "Cool," I agreed. "You got a girl yet?" "Naw, not really. No time with school, the ranch and lifting weights. That's all I really like to do right now is weight lifting." "Yeah, I can tell." He grinned proudly. "I'll get a girl soon enough," he added. He glanced at the bottle. "You wanna drink?," I asked. "Sure, that'd be cool." "You won't tell your Mom?" He laughed and reached for the bottle. "Hey!", I exclaimed, "don't you want something to wash it down with?" "Naw, Dad lets me take belts from his bottle once in awhile when we're working in the fields. I'm cool." I watched as my nephew took the bottle to his lips and took a pull from my whiskey bottle. He sat the bottle back down on the end table but his watering eyes didn't escape me. Trying to be a man for his Uncle Mike. But the burning alcohol had taken his breath away. I hid my amusement. "Whew!", he gasped. "That's good, Uncle Mike. Thanks." Chris had always been a very polite young man. "No problem, kid." As the hot brew warmed his stomach, we sat and talked about school, sports, girls, and life in general. He asked about my writing and we talked about that for awhile. I had the golden opportunity to admire my young nephew sitting there with a lock of brown hair hanging over his forehead while he talked. I noticed the development in his thighs under his jeans since I had last seen him and I could tell he was growing up to be a fine young man. I also noted the bulge in his crotch and had to wonder to myself if he had inherited the genetic quantity that all of us men in the family had. Finally, it was later than I had realized and I had to call this evening to an end. Besides, I could tell Chris was very tired and just trying to be grown up like his Uncle Mike. His blurry eyes told me the whole story. "Well, Chris, what do you say we hit the sack?" "Sure," he said noncommittally. Then shyly he asked, "Uh, Uncle Mike?" "Yeah, kid?" "Can I have another drink?" "Jeez, I dunno. Think you can handle it?" "Yeah," was all he said. "Well, then sure, go ahead." I watched from my chair as he stood up and reached for the bottle. I had a good opportunity to get a good view of his young torso from the side and he was looking good. Very well developed for being so young. Nice curve of the young buttocks, nice bulge in the jeans, nice flat belly under the t-shirt and nice size arms. He was a little hunk. My mouth dropped open when I watched him standing there and take another pull from my whiskey bottle. But this time, not just a gulp, but one, two, three,....... "Hey, easy killer," I admonished jokingly. He pulled the bottle away from his eager lips and grinned at me sheepishly. "You ought to get on up to bed, son," I said as I watched him weave while he stood there. "You gonna make it upstairs okay?" "Oh yeah," he claimed. "That wasn't nothing. I'm just a little tired." "Okay, you're the man." He seemed pleased with that comment. "So go on get upstairs and I'll be up in a minute or two. I want to lock the house up and put my shit away." Without a word, he left the den and I heard him trudging up the stairs to my bedroom. I had to grin. ******************************** *********************************** It took me about 15 minutes to put my stuff away and lock up the house. I was tired too and it was already after midnight. Thank God it was my day off tomorrow. Now I just needed to figure out how I was going to entertain my nephew tomorrow. I hit the stairs and walked into my bedroom. I was both amazed and pleased at what I saw. The night light was still on and there was Chris lying on my bed passed out. Apparently he had started to get undressed and sat down on the edge of the bed and then just lost it. He had gotten as far as taking off his shirt and shoes. His jeans were down around his calves and all he had on was his tight white briefs. He was flat on his back with his arms splayed above his head, his young smooth chest, rising and falling in sleep, not a hair on him. Nice, very nice, I thought. I took a moment to survey his hard young body lying on my bed. I felt my cock start to grow in my own shorts. Stop it, Mike! I told myself. This is your nephew. But I couldn't deny that he was one pretty little man-boy lying there and I did notice the promising bulge in his shorts. But this would never do. He couldn't sleep like this all night. I had to get him in bed. "Chris," I called softly. No response. Shit, I thought. But shrugged and started to peel my own clothes off. Down to my own briefs that was now sporting a semi hard on. I walked over to the bed and called his name again and nudge my knee against his thigh. Electricity shot through me. No response from him. But my dick was starting to grow in my shorts. I had to maintain. I sat down on the bed next to him and called his name again, this time pushing against his shoulders. Nothing. I sat there for a moment and thought. I squeezed my hard cock in my shorts as I looked down on his young hard body lying next to me. With a rattled breath, I tentatively reached out my hand and touched his shoulder again. No response. I kneaded the taut muscles in his shoulders and down to his bicep. He had worked out well and the ranch life sure as hell didn't hurt him none either. Hell, I could just touch him, I guess. He's out like a log and wouldn't know anything. I let my hand trail over his smooth, young muscled chest. His nipples rose, my cock ached in my shorts. I circled each erect nipple with my fingers. He just laid there asleep. His chest rose and fell steadily. Mine was ragged and heaving with lust. Still rubbing his smooth chest, I called his name again. Looking up into his freckled face, I saw his tender lips parted slightly, breathing steadily, his long eye lashes closed securely. My cock throbbed. Getting no response, I got brave and let my hand wander down his flat belly and admired the smooth taut skin under my fingertips as I circled his hairless navel. My hand followed the concave of his flat stomach back up to his chest, circling and even lightly tweaking his hard nipples again. He was out. Continuing my journey of lust, my hand left his chest and went back down his smooth stomach until I reached the waist band of his briefs. My hand hesitated. There it was. The bulge. Do I dare? I'm just curious, that's all. My hand won. I reached down and gently patted the ample bulge. Nice, very nice. My hand wouldn't leave. I gave it a gentle squeeze. I felt a swelling. I could see the outline of his mushroomed head in his shorts. It was growing under my touch. My cock was leaking pre cum. Yes, the boy was carrying on the family tradition of big dicks. This much I could tell under his shorts as I felt it continue to lengthen under my caress. Common sense finally kicked in. Dammit. On shaky legs, I got up and left the boy alone. I had to go jerk off or something. Damn. But as I stood up and looked back down at Chris lying there with his jeans around his legs and a half hard on in his shorts, I was compelled to go back. Christ, I had to get those jeans off of him and get him into bed. I knelt down on the floor between his legs and called his name again. Nothing. The view of his young body from this angle was staggering. All I could see was this hardening shaft being held in his tight white jockeys followed by the smooth muscled torso and the freckled face nephew in silent repose. I started to tug at his levis. I pulled one leg off at a time until I had them bunched around his ankles. Still no movement from him. Carefully, I lifted his legs up by my side and worked each leg opening over his feet which still had on his white gym socks. I gently let his legs back down on the bed, hanging over the edge. He was fucking gorgeous. Just lying there in his tight white jockey shorts with a half hard on and his white gym socks. I took the time to admire his muscled semi-hairless thighs. He was an incredible specimen of a boy almost a man. Wonder how big his dick is when it's fully hard? I crawled up on the bed above his head and called his name one more time. He was still out. I gently grabbed him by his armpits, noting that he was just starting to develop hair. I pulled him gently up on the bed so that his legs weren't hanging off. I laid his arms back down by his side. I crawled onto the bed next to him and laid down. Sleep was out of the question. I could feel his young body heat next to mine. Here I was, lying next to a young God and he had no idea how hot he was or how much his Uncle wanted him at that moment. Lying there for what seemed like an eternity, I threw caution to the wind. I peeled off my own shorts and released my 9 inch throbbing cock. Damn, that felt good. I was lying completely naked and hard next to my young hunky nephew. I rolled over on my side, propping myself up on my elbow and decided to have some fun. "Chris," I called softly. Just steady breathing. "Okay, this is it," I whispered into the darkness to no one in particular. My hand reached out and touched his smooth skin again. Fucking nice. My cock leaked pre cum on the sheets. Didn't give a fuck. I let my hand wander over his young hard torso again and down to that forbidding waist band once more. This time I didn't hesitate. My hand went immediately to the bulge in his shorts and lightly squeezed it. It ballooned up in his shorts and, encouraged, I began to stroke it through his shorts until it was completely hard. And I wasn't disappointed. It was a nice manly size and the head seemed very swollen, even under his shorts. I got up on my knees and spread his legs wide. I kneaded the muscled flesh and marveled at the smooth hardness of his legs. I ran my hands down his thighs to his calves, kneading and rubbing the muscles until I reached his gym socks. I let my hands began up again where they had just been and when I reached his hips, I saw his young hard cock throbbing in his shorts. I put one hand on each of his slim hips and leaned forward. It was now or never. I locked my lips on his throbbing rod through his shorts and blew hot breath on his cock. He moaned. His cock throbbed against my mouth. Alarmed at the sound of him, I pulled my mouth away but somehow kept my hands on his hips. He settled back down and he was breathing steadily again. I eased my fingers into the waist band of his tight fitting shorts and lifted. I waited. No reaction. My cock was leaking pre cum between his legs leaving a wet spot on the sheets. I didn't care. I slid his shorts down just slightly. Taking baby steps. Taking it slow and easy. But his young hard cock had other ideas. It jumped free of it's restrains and bounced defiantly on his flat belly. His big organ was fat and meaty with a large mushroomed head. My mouth drooled. I was surprised at how large of a cock the boy had. Not as big as mine, but sure to be 9 inches or more when he was finished growing. Right now it had to be pushing 8 inches. And only 16 years old. I eased the waist band of his shorts down around his young, full balls. They pushed up, making his cock even bigger. His huge cock laid on his belly throbbing, framed by a light brown bush of pubic hair. I reached out and touched his shaft. It throbbed. I rubbed the underside of his mushroomed head. His young cock did a dance of it's own, wanting more. I grabbed the hard shaft and held it up. It throbbed in my hand. I began to lightly stroke the young meat. He moaned. I didn't stop. We were too far gone. His young cock head had a drop of pre cum on it. I rubbed it all over his helmeted head. I was masturbating my nephew. I crawled up and sit on his lap, resting my cock next to his. I held them both up together and mine was at least a good inch longer than his. I started to slowly rub them together, making sure the two big mushroomed heads met and shared the lubrication from our seething hot cocks. Before I came all over his belly, I reluctantly released our cocks and went back down between his spread out legs. I gently eased his shorts all the way off of his young hot body, leaving him completely vulnerable and naked before me except for his white gym socks. I tossed his briefs in the corner of the room and returned my attentions to the feast that lie on my bed awaiting me. I crawled back between his legs and, not waiting for an invitation, I grabbed his hard cock again and this time kissed the satin head. It throbbed against my lips. I gently licked it. I teased it. His young boy cock leaked it's pre cum against my lips. I tasted his young sweetness. I engulfed his swollen dick head into my heated mouth. I sucked him. Chris moaned. Encouraged, I began licking his shaft up and down, taking in his young cock head each time I did it. I let my hand wander down to his full balls and rubbed them lightly. In his sleep, he spread his legs. I started sucking his cock, burying it deep inside of my hot wanton mouth as my hand cupped his balls. My fingertips glided against his tender ass crack. I was sucking my young nephew like a man. And he was taking it like a man. I could taste the tale tell evidence of salty pre cum and I didn't want this to be over yet. This only happens once in a life time. I pulled off of his wet dick and let it lie against his flat washboard stomach. It just throbbed and glistened on his belly. I noticed that his heavy breathing had ceased. I wasn't sure if he was awake or not, all I knew was that he wasn't objecting. I bent down and kissed his slim hip. Then the other one. His young cock just throbbed on his belly. I licked it playfully. It arched up, wanting more. I tongued his navel and tongued his cock head again. He was squirming underneath me. I knelt between his legs and, spreading them even wider, licked his balls. He was squirming and his breathing was ragged Then I returned my wet tongue to his cock and tongued it, watching it bounce up against my mouth and slapping against his belly. I let my tongue make a wet trail from his navel, up his belly, tasting his young, sweet skin. My hot mouth found his erect nipples and I sucked on them and even nibbled lightly. From this position, my own hard cock was having a sword fight with his. My hands held him by his beefy young shoulders as my tongue continued it's journey upward. I licked his neck as my cock grazed against that fine flat stomach. Now for the next step. I gently slid my hands from his shoulders up to his head and held his head gently. It's now or never. My insistent tongue swiped gently across his tender young lips. He stiffened under me but didn't try to stop me. I was pretty sure he was awake, but not certain. Holding my face just inches from his, I cradled his head in my hands as my hips began to rock back and forth, rubbing my hard cock against his stomach. I could feel his breath against my lips. I gently pressed my lips against his young full lips and lightly kissed him. No response. As I held my lips pressed against his, my tongue pushed out and forced his lips open. My probing tongue felt his sweet hotness as my tongue made contact with his. I kissed him. He involuntarily kissed me back. He really had no choice and I could tell he had never done this before and wasn't quite sure what to do. I didn't want to freak him out, so I pulled away from his sweet mouth and let my tongue make it's way back down his young hard body. My wandering mouth found his young cock again, hard as ever. I captured it in my mouth and began sucking him like a all day sucker. Kneeling between his spread out legs, I grabbed ahold of his hips and started deep throating the boy, my knees keeping his legs spread wide. As I increased my momentum on his young cock, I was surprised to feel his hands come down and hold my head. He started thrusting his young hips into my mouth and was actually fucking my face! He was writhing all over the bed and bucking up into my mouth and moaning like a crazy boy. I took the opportunity to put my hands underneath him and grab his firm little bubble butt, forcing more of his young cock in my mouth. As I held his tight ass in my hands, my fingertips played against his tight ass crack. When one of my fingertips made contact with his sweet virgin hole, he arched up and buried his dick deep in my mouth and moaned loudly. With one of my fingertips touching his young hole, he erupted with boy cum and filled my mouth with his seed. I sucked him dry as best I could with some of his young cum dribbling down the sides of his shaft and out of my mouth onto his belly. I held his spent cock in my mouth until I felt it start to soften. I gently eased him back down on the bed. His half hard satisfied cock laid on his semen covered stomach. I took my big piece of man meat and started rubbing it in the cum on his stomach and against his own spent cock. I started gently slapping my 9 inch cock against his and, it wasn't long before his young eager cock started to swell again. I continued slapping my cock against his and then moved it up to his belly and slapped it there and then rubbed my cock against his smooth skin. I felt like I was going to explode any minute. However, I kept up my journey to his chest and rubbed my big dick head against his hard nipples, smearing pre cum all over them. Then, sitting on his smooth chest, I started jacking my huge cock over his face. He laid there with his eyes closed and lips parted slightly. I wanted to cum all over his face. Better yet, I wanted to feel those lips around my dick. Sitting up on my knees, I aimed my big cock towards his sweet lips. I wanted to feel those lips against my cock more than anything. I rubbed the head of my swollen dick against his full lips. They felt so damned good, I just wanted to shove my cock in his mouth. But he just laid there, not moving. He wasn't ready for this. And I wasn't going to force him. Disappointed, I just rubbed my leaking cock all over his lips and then his face for a few more times. Knowing it was futile, I finally pulled off of him and gave the poor kid a break. Maybe in time, but not this time. I sat up on the bed next to him, leaning against the headboard, breathing heavily with my hard unsatisfied cock standing tall like a flag pole. I looked down at my nephew's young body, his young satisfied cock lying peacefully half hard on his slim hip. His legs still slightly spread and wearing nothing but those white gym socks. He looked so hot. And I wanted him so badly, but knew that this wasn't the time. It was best that I just jerk off and let it go. Breaking the silent darkness, I whispered, "Chris, I'm gonna give you a back rub." I told him, I didn't ask him. "Um, okay, Uncle Mike", he whispered back unsurely. "Roll over.," I instructed. I gave him a slight push on his shoulder and helped him roll over on his stomach. My cock reared it's head again. My nephew had this fantastic bubble butt that could fit right in my hands. He laid there on his stomach in his gym socks waiting for his back rub like a good little boy. I wasted no time. I straddled his slim torso and started right in on his head. I grabbed and pulled his brown hair, massaging his scalp and he sighed with pleasure. My hands went to his neck and I started kneading the tight muscles there while my hard cock grazed against his young muscled back. I got off the bed and got some body oils. I crawled back over his prone young body and started rubbing oil into his shoulders. He moaned, "Wow, that feels so good, Uncle Mike." "Good," I said as I coated his back with the oil. "You haven't felt anything yet!" He just laid there in compliance while I worked the oil into his skin and massaged the muscles in his back. I took a moment and greased my big hungry cock so that it would slide around his backside easier. As I worked my way lower and lower down his back, somehow, my cock found it's way to his sweet little ass crack. I noted that it was hairless and my cock ached against it. I allowed my oily shaft to slide up and down his young crack while I massaged his back, but that was all I thought I should do. He was only 16 and I knew that this was his first time with another man. But, to give him credit, my young nephew didn't complain or object to my greasy cock riding up and down his tender little crack. My hands finally reached his firm gluts and I started kneading the two orbs of firm flesh, spreading his cheeks and looking at his tender pink, hairless hole. But I had to leave that alone. Even though I knew it was begging to be fucked. He just didn't know it and I didn't think he'd be ready for anything like that. So, instead, I let my hands work on his muscled thighs and down his calves. While I was doing this, I realized that he was a little more relaxed and even had spread his legs a little to allow me access to his inner thighs. I got an idea. Holding onto his spread legs, I put my head down against his firm little rump and ran my tongue up his hairless crack. I heard him catch his breath, but he didn't move. Encouraged, I let my hands continue to work his legs, back, and firm butt cheeks while my tongue continued running up and down his crack. I let my tongue play against his young virgin ass hole. He squirmed and moaned but didn't try to move. With this development, I spread his legs even wider and buried my head into his tender crack. My tongue found his virgin hole and I spent a lot of time licking it and kissing it. He just laid there in blissful surrender. As he became more accustomed to being touched down there, I felt his little boy hole relax. I teased it with my tongue and he tasted so sweet and so damned good! I pushed my tongue into his sweet orifice. He froze and clamped his ass cheeks together but moaned loudly in pleasure. My tongue was in my nephew's virgin ass. And it was sweet. I swatted his firm little rump and said, "Relax, Chris. Just relax." I felt his tense muscles loosen. My demanding tongue pushed inside of his boy hole. My hands forcefully held his ass cheeks open. I began licking and teasing his hole as my tongue would take dips inside of his virginity. It wasn't long before I had the entire length of my tongue inside of the boy and began tongue fucking him. He grabbed ahold of the pillows and held on for dear life as my tongue violated his virgin hole. I reached under him and found his young cock rock hard against the mattress I pulled his hard young cock down between his legs and he painfully groaned but offered no objections. His fat meaty cock was between his legs and, as I continued to tongue fuck him, my hand reached down and started rubbing the tip of his swollen cock head again. Afraid that he might cum again, I let go of his cock and just concentrated on fucking the boy with my tongue while my hands held his hips down to the bed. Soon, he was bucking his hips against my face, wanting more of my tongue up his tight little boy hole. I obliged him. I started tongue fucking him rapidly while I gently swatted his tender rump with my hands. He was beginning to do a pelvic thrust against the bed and I knew it was time. I took one of my oily fingers and pressed it against his wet little hole. I pushed in. He groaned loudly. I sunk my finger all the way into his tiny ass hole while my cock throbbed out of control. Holding him down on the bed with my hand on the small of his back, my other hand had the finger that started to finger fuck him. His young cock laid down between his legs, throbbing unmercifully. When he was taking one of my fingers well enough, I inserted another one. I pushed the second finger in and kept swatting his firm little rump every once in awhile just to keep him loose. He was squirming all over the bed, clutching the pillows tightly. His young cock was leaking like a sieve as I fucked him with both fingers and spanked his firm little rump. This was getting too hot and I just couldn't take it anymore. I pulled my fingers out and took my big cock in my fist and started rubbing it up and down his greasy ass crack. I just wanted to plow into the boy. He needed a good fucking, I could tell. I aimed the head of my big greasy mushroomed cock at his tight little hole. Holding it against his virgin territory, I said quietly, "Chris, I want you to hold absolutely still and relax." "Yes, sir." was all he said. He laid there in complete submission. I eased my big cock into his tight little hole. He tensed up and I swatted his rump. "Relax, I said!" His little butt relaxed. Holding his cheeks wide apart in my hands, I allowed a little more of my huge shaft to penetrate his virgin butt He groaned. I reached down between his legs and discovered his rock hard cock. I held onto it and stroked it. He was leaking pre cum and my cock was throbbing inside of his tight little hole. I was taking my nephew's cherry. I pushed more of myself inside his tight little rump. I would hold still until I felt him adjust to the intrusion. Then I would push in a little bit more. When I had about half of my 9 inch cock inside of his virgin little hole, I started slowly rocking back and forth, fucking him gently while I stroked his hard young cock. He started moaning and groaning underneath me which only got me hotter and I started going a little faster and a little deeper. Soon, I was fucking Chris with all of my hard 9 inch manhood and he was taking it! And, all too soon, I felt my hand filled with his creamy, sticky cum. The boy had shot all over again! The pleasure of being 16. I started riding him hard and fast, giving him a good fucking for his first time. I sunk my entire shaft into him, slamming into his now willing ass as he arched up to meet my thrusts. As I felt my balls slapping against his young rump, I knew I wouldn't hold out for much longer. He was so sweet and so tight and, now so willing. I started to ram his tight little ass with deep long strokes until I felt the cum shooting from my hard shaft, filling his tight little virgin butt hole. I pulled out of his sore used ass and slapped my still cumming cock all over his firm cheeks, smearing my man seed all over his boy ass. That was his first fuck by a man and Chris and I are still very close even though now he has grown and married. But then, that's another story.