Date: Mon, 1 May 2017 11:35:48 +0200 From: Ouranos Utrecht Subject: The Honey Seekers Part 1 The honey-seekers, William and Jonathan Part 1 By Chaim This story is fiction. Adult-Youth/Authoritarian. "Love is the answer, but while you're waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty interesting questions." Woody Allen Please let me know what you think at groeiutrecht@gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job. William grabbed his skateboard and ran out the door. He knew his friends were either at campsites or abroad, so he spent about an hour skating around the neighborhood, all by himself. William was a teen, but still small for his age, about the shortest kid in his year; even some of the younger graders were bigger than he was. His little body showed some little signs of pubescence and he started to get wet dreams a year ago and he thought he was sweating a lot more, especially this kind of summer days. William lived The Green Village was a residential area of Amsterdam, build about hundred years ago and close to the City. The neighborhood had lots of trees and winding streets and a large Park named for a former Queen. The houses in the boy's neighborhood had a great variety, with front gardens and at the backside sometimes huge gardens. As William passed the house of his cousin, Jonathan, he saw him standing in the front garden of his house. They didn't know each other very well, because there was quite an age difference between the two boys. Jonathan's was well-kept house in the middle of a deserted street, his cousin stood in the front garden cousin and called him, "Hey William, isn't it kind of hot today for skating?" William stopped, smiled, and replied, "Yeah, I know. I'm getting all sweaty." "You want a Coke to cool off? I got some in the fridge." "Sounds good, thanks!" William followed his older cousin inside. They went into the kitchen and Jonathan gave him the soda he promised. It tasted real cold and good. William held the can against his forehead. Even inside Jonathan's house, it seemed just as hot as outside. Jonathan was a muscled man, dressed in shorts and a tank top and bare feet. William had on his Nike cap, blue jeans, sneakers, and a white T shirts that was soaked in perspiration. William quickly drank the whole can. Jonathan looked amused at the boy, "I bet you could use another." William smiled, "Shit, yes! Oh, excuse my tongue." Jonathan didn't seem to mind his language and said to him, "Don't worry about it, I don't care." William looked at him with surprised eyes, "Really? My parents says they don't want to hear me say shit. They say they will wash my mouth out with soap. They use it all the time when they talk alone. That and other words." Jonathan smiled at the boy, "Other words, like what?" William swallowed, "You know, like cock, cum, shit, arse, wank, stuff like that. Words I can't use and sometimes don't understand." Jonathan winked at him, "Well, quite a list, I don't care what words you use here. You can even say fuck!" William liked him and asked, "Really?" Jonathan nodded his blond head, "Fuck, yes!" and they both started laughing. "I like you. We are cousins, you live close, but don't see each other much." William thought a spilt second and answered, "Yes, you are much older, I thought you think I was too little." William guessed that Jonathan was about as twenty five, maybe thirty. He had a car and a house. Jonathan ignored his observation. The truth was, he was twenty-nine, he had a good job at the City, bought the house on a loan together with his friend Alexander, and his car was a six years old Toyota. Jonathan knew he liked teens. He had the biggest crush possible on this blond boy, his own cousin. Until today he thought it was impossible to see the boy alone. Jonathan had managed to keep it practically unnoticed. Today it was just too much, seeing William in his street skating, his small teen body, all covered in sweat. The boy standing in front of him, gave him that special sensation. The boy was beautiful, with the sun light reflecting of his lightly toned muscles. It was just enough to get an erection. Jonathan sighted and swallowed, "You sure are good at your skateboard. You play other games too?" William seemed not to notice his confusion nor his erection, "Well, I like to play soccer with my friends, and we play card games, and sometimes we wrestle. But I don't win when we wrestle. I'm too little." "Hey, boy. You don't need to be big to win in wrestling. You just have to be quick, and smart." William looked surprised again. "Really, you think so?" Jonathan looked at him and said, "Yes, I was on the wrestling team in college and I got beat lots of times by a short guy who was quicker and smarter than me." William smiled, "Wow! Well, I'm pretty quick. And I'm real smart too." "Really?" "Yes. All my teachers say I learn real quick." "Did you ever take wrestling lessons?" "No, My Parents don't like me to wrestle. They hate fights, they want everything to be peaceful and serene." With a huge smile William brought his hands together as the Buddha and he repeated his biggest argument, "But, Jonathan, look at me, I don't have the strength and I'm little." Jonathan studied his cute frame with a smile, "I could teach you some wrestling moves if you want. Would you like that?" William's face lit up, "Yes, that would be very nice." "I know some other games I could teach you too. Would you like that?" William smiled to him. "Yes, I like all types of games." Jonathan winked at him and looked out the window and invited William into his garden, "Oh, nice." The garden was wide and had a huge lawn surrounded by bushes and trees. "That's Alex his hobby, but he is in London for a month," Jonathan explained, I made the wooden fence and created the pond. "C'mon, I will show you." Jonathan smiled at him. "Don't worry, it's not so big you get lost." William followed him out into the garden and both William and Jonathan were laughing. They walked to the pond and walked on the somewhat slippery stone path at the edge. Jonathan explained he watered the flowers and the path was slippery, William had to walk carefully. Suddenly William slipped and fell right in the pond, getting wet and dirty on his shirt, jeans. "Oh, shit," they both said at once. "Forget the garden. C'mon, William. I'll get you cleaned up." Jonathan walked him back to the house and turned on the hose. He took his cap and warned the boy, "I will spray you clean with the hose, boy, the water is cold." Jonathan washed the worst of it off and he led William back inside to the laundry room. He told him to take off all his clothes. Jonathan began filling the machine. "I think you could use a shower. You don't want to be smelling like shit when you get home." William grinned, the pond was certainly not a swimming pool. He was not shy and took off his tight boy briefs. Completely naked followed Jonathan upstairs, through his bedroom to the bathroom. William got into the shower and Jonathan stood right there talking to him, as he showed. Jonathan told him after his shower, he was going to teach him a Special Game. That sounded like fun. William turned off the water and Jonathan handed him a huge white towel. "You get dried off. I'm going to take care of your clothes. Just wait here for me, till I get back." William got all dried and sat on the bed, waiting for Jonathan, like he was told. When Jonathan returned he didn't bring his clothes. "Okay, here are the rules for the game, it is called Pirates. You are the cabin boy, I'm the Captain, the House is our ship. In fact we are pirates, I'm the Master and you in fact a slave boy, once captured in raid. A cabin boy is a young boy slave, who works aboard our Pirate Ship. An obedient servant, you made your way aboard ship being kidnapped by me. We live our secret Pirates life far away from the real neatly structured world." William looked at Jonathan, wow, that sounded great! He liked to play this way! "Oh, so I'm your Cabin boy?" "Yes, you are. So, you do whatever I tell you and if you do it right, every five minutes you can get some items of clothing back." William dropped his jaw, "Really?" "Yeah, those are the rules. It'll be fun. You ready?" William smiled happy, "Oh, yes." Jonathan looked at the naked boy in front of him, "I'm your Captain and Master, how shall I call you, boy?" William though about it, "Captain, you can call me whatever you want, Sir, but in fact I'm your slave boy at your ship, so you can call me slave boy, if you like." "Okay slave boy, I'm putting on the timer. Here we go." The first order came quickly, "Turn around and spread your butt cheeks, slave boy. It is my duty to inspect you." William giggled and spread his naked little white cheeks. "Jump up and down on my bed, slave boy." William liked that! His mom didn't let him jump on the bed at home. After a minute the next order followed, "Go get me a beer from the fridge, slave boy." William grinned and ran bare assed through the house and got Jonathan his beer. "Now bend over, and without bending your knees, grab your ankles. Can you do that, slave boy?" "Yes!" Jonathan walked all around him as William held this position, he felt Jonathan's hand over his spine wandering down to his naked butt. Suddenly he stopped and gave William an order, "Okay, well done. Come with me back to the kitchen, slave boy." "Now get on the table there and spread your arms and legs as wide as possible, slave boy." William got up on the table and stretched out for Jonathan. "Okay, that's the first five minutes, slave boy. So now I reward you with a first item of clothing." Jonathan stepped into the laundry room and brought William instead of his clothing a fresh pair of white socks they were large and came to his knees. William giggled, "That's weird. I thought you were gonna give me my undies, instead of that you bring me new socks." He put on the long socks, which ended just under his knees and waited. This was the best game he'd ever played, the most fun he'd ever had. For the next five minutes, Jonathan had him run up the stairs, doing pushups, jumping his bed again and move back to the kitchen like a monkey. Finally Jonathan laid on the floor and had William sit between his out stretched legs. As a reward, William got his cap. "Now run around the back yard and come back here, slave boy." William looked puzzled, "You mean naked, Jonathan?" "You aren't naked. You have socks and your cap, slave boy." William giggled and ran outside. He came back inside panting. "You're tired, slave boy. Sit here on my lap." William sat and let Jonathan put his big warm arm around him and pet his head. William felt good sitting with this man who took the time to hold him and hug him. They just sat for the rest of the five minutes and William got his T. "Now, lay on the couch, slave boy." William laid down. Jonathan positioned his head on a cushion, his arms at his side, and his legs slightly apart. "Are you comfortable, slave boy?" William nodded. "Good, now close your eyes and do not move for five whole minutes, slave boy." This wasn't easy. William found it hard to ever stay still. He didn't know what Jonathan was doing. He wanted to peek, but more than that he wanted to play the Pirate game, so he forced himself to lay still with his eyes clenched shut. Jonathan rubbed him soft at first and slowly worked all the way up his leg and hit his still smooth ball sac. He squeezed his little boy balls, saw the tiny little hairs which started to grow in above his penis. William smiled and sighted. Jonathan applied more pressure and the boy was in heaven by the look on his face. He rubbed his balls for a while and William was starting to moan a little. The boy's penis got hard so he massaged the whole trembling little thing. He stroked his boy cock up and down a couple of times and got his face in line with his cock. He blew some warm air on William's piss slit. Suddenly he stopped, the time was up, William opened his eyes and was rewarded with a big hug. While he looked at Jonathan, the man was taking off his shirt. "Now I'm hot, slave boy." Jonathan dropped his shorts and black CK underpants. Now Jonathan was the naked one. "You're gonna have to wait five minutes to get your clothes back, Captain," said William. They both laughed. William watched Jonathan's abs, the man looked powerful. His eyes followed the central trail of little black hair from his navel down to his crotch where William saw he shaved his pubes. William was impressed by his long thick cock. "Wow, you sure are big." Jonathan smiled. "Thank you, slave boy, I'm a man, I'm older than you, you will grow, your penis will grow much bigger too." Jonathan put on some music and they sat for five minutes. William got his shirt, but Jonathan stayed naked. "Remember the first order I gave you, slave boy?" William thought. The Pirate game was so much fun, he had to really think hard back to the beginning. "Oh, yeah," he giggled, "you ordered me to show my ass." "Okay, slave boy, now I order you to open my ass cheeks, slave boy." Jonathan turned his ass toward William and the boy used his hands to pull his buttocks apart. "Okay, slave boy, now I order you to open to touch me there, slave boy." William reached in and felt him with his little fingernails. William pretty much kept his hand in one position and Jonathan moved around so different things got touched, first one cheek, then the other, then the inside of each thigh. Jonathan spread his legs and William touched him behind his balls. After five minutes, Jonathan gave him his jeans, but since he didn't have his undies yet he couldn't put them on anyway. "You keep looking at my cock, slave boy." William turned red, "Sorry, I just never saw one so big. How big is it?" Jonathan got a ruler. "Measure it, slave boy." William held the ruler next to the base of his cock and gently pulled the circumcised cockhead up to the ruler and announced, "Wow, 3.5 inches." "You can make it bigger, slave boy." "I can, really? how?" "Take your hands and wrap them around it, slave boy. . . Yeah, like that. Now slide them up and down real slow. Very good, slave boy. You learn things quick." "That's what my teachers say. Am I doing it right?" "That's perfect. Look, see, it's getting bigger." William stared. Sure enough, Jonathan's cock was growing. And it felt harder in his little hands. "Now, hold it a little tighter and move it a little faster." William obeyed. He really liked this game now. Eventually, Jonathan put his hand on William's head and whispered, "Okay, slave boy, get the ruler again." William measured 6.2 inches. "Wow, Fuck, that is huge." "Thanks to you, slave boy." Jonathan smiled and handed William his undies. William got dressed and then said, "This is the most fun I've ever had, Jonathan. Can we do it again?" "Sure, William, I liked the game too. Why don't you come over here tomorrow. I need time to think of all kinds of new orders." "Yeah, that'll be great! I can't wait." "Oh, and William, there's one more rule to this game." "What's that?" "You can't tell anybody else about it, okay?" They hugged closely. "Yes, Sir. I'm real good at keeping secrets. Goodbye, Jonathan. See you tomorrow." Please let me know what you think at groeiutrecht@gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job.