Date: Tue, 9 May 2017 21:36:27 +0200 From: Ouranos Utrecht Subject: The Honey-seekers Part 3 The honey-seekers William and Jonathan Part 3 By Chaim This story is fiction. "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. Jonathan grabbed the boy, threw him up over one shoulder like a sack of potatoes with his little cock pressed against Jonathan's neck. He again took the stairs, two at a time. They showered and washed each other's privates. All clean, Jonathan checked if William remembered the different wrestling stances he learned last week. "You're a fast learner. Would you like to learn a new game?" "Yeah!" "It's called the blow job game, ever heard about a blow job?" William had heard the older kids talking about getting blow jobs but he never understood what it was. "How do you do that?" "Turn around and put your hands behind your back, slave boy." William obeyed, he turned and put his hand behind his back. Jonathan took one of his long knee socks and tied William's wrists together. William grinned, "Hey, this is like cops and robbers, that's another game. I'm under arrest." Jonathan sat down on the side of the bed. "Now , look at my cock. How big is it now?" "I'd say three or four inches. I know how to make it bigger but you tied my hands behind my back." "OK, now kneel down and put your mouth over my cock." "Like last week?" "Yeah, but close your lips around it. Don't bite it, that will hurt. Just your lips." "And then blow on it?" "No, then you're gonna suck it." "Suck it? then why is it called a blow job?" Jonathan chuckled at the innocent youngster. "It just is. Be sure to pay attention to my whole penis, not just the head. Swirl your tongue around the tip while pumping me with your fingers or do both, if you like, slave boy." William nodded his head, and Jonathan added, "You can also lovingly message my balls and try to always deep throat it. Alternate your speed sucking my cock, showing me that you want my cum in your little mouth? Make my cock your top priority. Okay, little slave boy?" William knelt down and positioned his mouth and closed his eyes and began sucking like it was a straw in a thick milkshake, except that it was a really fat straw. "That's it, slave boy, that's perfect start." William kept sucking, alternating his speed. Suddenly he opened his eyes. The cock was growing again, just like it did when he squeezed and pumped it with his little hands. He sucked harder, and became more eager. "Fuck, slave boy, you really are a fast learner." William sucked even harder taking care of Jonathan's swollen cock head. Jonathan stroked his blond hair. "You are a great little cock sucker, slave boy! Can you come down on me a little more?" William pushed forward and took more cock into his little mouth. "That's perfect, boy. It couldn't be better." But William wanted to do even better. He leaned forward and tried to swallow the whole cock. But of course, he gagged and had to stop. "I'm sorry. I messed up." "No, you didn't, slave boy. Just don't try to take so much at once. C'mon, try again." William put his mouth back in place, and slowly went as far as he dared, watching the reaction of his throat. He sucked and sucked. He tasted something wet and figured it must be that clear liquid that comes before the real cum. He kept on sucking. "That is perfect, slave boy. That's a perfect blow job." William recognized that Jonathan was grunting his words like he did last week before he spurted. He opened his eyes and saw the man leaning his hands back on the bed and staring at the ceiling. His feet were up on tippy toes. "I'm gonna cum real soon, slave boy. Get ready." "Should I stop sucking?" William asked, his words muffled. "It's up to you, slave boy. You decide when to stop." With that, William felt the first eruption in his mouth. He opened his eyes wide but kept his lips clenched tight on the shaft. He swallowed the cum down just before the second eruption. He tried to swallow that one too but they were coming too fast now. He opened his mouth and the cum leaked out and down his chin, but he kept his mouth over the cock until all the spasms had stopped. Jonathan grabbed the boy's head and pushed it back down on his spent cock. "Oh, William, you are the best slave boy in the whole world." William smiled with his mouth on his cock. Jonathan whispered, "Now, slave boy, you are a real cock sucker!" William muffled a giggle. Jonathan's cock settled back down. He turned William around and untied his wrists, and the two of them lay down on the bed. Jonathan put his big warm strong arms around William and repeated the words, "I'm your cock sucker." "Is it a good thing to be a cock sucker?" "Yes, it's a very good thing. Even though you can use the word to insult somebody, it still is a very good thing to be one." William lay quietly for a long time thinking, encased in this man's warm tender body. "Can I ask you something?" "Sure, slave boy." "Someday will you suck my cock?" "Yes, boy, I would be proud to suck your cock." William smiled, closed his eyes and just lay quietly thinking about all the new things he was learning. They were naked as jay birds and it was dark outside, William just collapsed onto the bed. Jonathan moved with him and started to kiss him and pressed their bodies together. He hold his little friend in his arms. William closed his eyes and was soon sleeping like an angel. The next day, Sunday, Jonathan woke William up wearing only a tight speedo. William looked surprised at in but couldn't take his eyes off it. "Wow, Jonathan, that Speedo is awesome." "I like it too. Why do you like it, my slave boy?" William thought about the his own baggy trunks. "I can see your cock right through it. It's like you were naked. How come you have it on? Are you going swimming?" "No, I was just watering the garden this morning and it was easier wearing my swimsuit." "What do you mean, watering?" William run to the toilet to have his morning pee. Jonathan laughed, "Well, what I mean is, it is hot outside, so I have to give everything extra water. C'mon, I'll show you. Put on a fresh pair of briefs and follow me." William was in his white undies as he followed Jonathan outside. Jonathan moved the sprinkler to a new position. When he set it down he tried to get out of the way but it got him wet anyway. William laughed, "Now you see why I wore my swimsuit." "Yeah." William got near and stood under the spray. It was cold. Jonathan stood next to him. Then Jonathan challenged him, "I bet you can't stand right over it." "Yes, I can!" A new game. William studied the movements of the sprinkler, took a deep breath, ran right in and straddled the ring for a few seconds before running back out. "Your turn." Jonathan did only a few seconds also. They both stood under the outer spray a while looking at each other. William was getting used to the cold water. Jonathan looked at William's little penis showing through the wet cloth. William knew he was staring at him and while he stood in the spray he began to push them down slowly. "I see you remember the slow strip game, slave boy." "C'mon, Jonathan, you do it with me." Jonathan put his thumbs in his speedo and started to inch it down. They tried to be like mirror images, slowly pushing their wet garments down their legs. They even kicked them off at the same time. William issued his own challenge, "Bet you can't squat on the sprinkler like this." William went over to the sprinkler himself and squatted down, his little white ass just inches above the sprinkler, and began to count. He got to five and ran out. Jonathan then squatted and got to six. William went again. He loved how the brisk cold water felt against his exposed little ass hole and the back of his balls. He got to ten. "I give up. You win that game, slave boy." Jonathan picked up his speedo and William's wet briefs and led him into the laundry room. He pulled two big warm towels for them and gave one to William. They dried off, threw their towels into a hamper. They went into the kitchen. Jonathan got out a coke and a beer and they sat down next to each other. "You know, my school will start again." "Really? You're looking forward to that, I bet." "Well, not as much as usual. I usually have boring summers and can't wait to get back to school, but this year, coming over here, my summer hasn't been boring at all." Jonathan put his hand on William's leg. "But, I'm going to the next grade and that means going to another building, and it will be more difficult., so I don't know what it'll be like." Jonathan put a comforting arm around the boy's shoulders and placed his other hand inside William's thighs. "You're going to do just find, young man. You're smart. You learn things fast." William just sat still for a long while, bathing in the reassurance. "You don't think I'm too small for sport?" Jonathan gave him a scowl. "You don't need to be big to do sports. You just have to be quick, and smart.'" Jonathan started tickling the boy. William pulled away and ran through the house, Jonathan chasing him. Up and down the stairs, under the dining room table, around and around the kitchen island, and finally back upstairs where they collapsed on Jonathan's bed, facing the bathroom door. Jonathan put his arms around William and held him especially tight, his cock pressing right against the boy's small ass. "Will you still come here on Wednesdays after school and during your weekends?" "Yes, sure!" He felt Jonathan kiss the top of his head. "I guess it won't be as long though, because I still have to get home for supper." "Yeah, that's too bad." They spent a long time in the bed. Jonathan ran his big hands all over the boy's body, his chest with his little nipples, his back with his bony ribs, up and down his thin legs and in between his thighs. William closed his eyes and smiled when Jonathan got to his ass and his balls and his boy cock. Jonathan turned on his back and William rubbed his little hands over this body that he was beginning to worship. He spent very little time on the chest however, going quickly right to the dick and massaging it. When it started to enlarge, he bent over and started sucking it. Jonathan whispered, "You are my little cock sucker" and soon rewarded him with a generous load of warm, white milky cum. William laid down beside Jonathan, and started to wipe his mouth. "No, don't wipe it off, slave boy." Jonathan leaned over him and licked his own cum off the boy's face. He put his tongue right inside the boy's mouth, then puckered his lips and kissed him. William liked that kiss. They showered together, washing each other's asses and cocks, and spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing in the living room in their underwear, Jonathan in his black briefs and William in a pair of very tight white Calvin Klein boy briefs They practiced some wrestling positions, and Jonathan French kissed him again. As they hugged and touched, William felt his penis begin to grow in his briefs. William gently ran his hand over his chest and brushed his nipple. William had mentioned that this was a hot spot for both of them, but he could have not imagined his reaction. Jonathan moaned and held on to him tightly as William worked with his mouth on his nips. William could clearly see the tent forming in his shorts. He loved it and found his other nipple, Jonathan went down on his knees and started sniffing, kissing and grinding his mouth into the boy's crotch. It felt amazing! Jonathan engorged his tiny boner, still constrained by his briefs. The feeling rushing through his body was wonderful. Jonathan pulled him up to his mouth and they shared a passion filled kiss. They grinded their crotches together, and sometime later Jonathan pushed his William's briefs down. "Get it sweet slave boy!" He pushed William down on his tented cock. With one hand he lowered the waistband of his briefs and pushed it under his balls, feeding William his dripping shaft. Willem licked it and Jonathan found the boy's nipples and worked on them. William groaned on his cock head. After a few sucks slowly up and down, William went for it and swallowed his cock deep. All the while, Jonathan never left his nipples unattended. He moaned and bucked as the boy's mouth sucked his cock, licked his nuts and on occasion the boy's tongue swiped over his pucker. "Good cock sucker, slave boy. Now it was my turn, slave boy." Jonathan forced William to stop and he gently forced him on his back, taking control. William loved this moment. The boy loved it when he is in control. William loved his manliness and his strength! Jonathan went down on him and managed to get his two little balls in his mouth at the same time. William's little boy cock was standing at full attention as Jonathan tugged on his smooth balls. Jonathan took his briefs and put them over his face so he took in his musky and powerful scent. Jonathan knew what he was doing and William's pre-cum dripped down. When Jonathan came up for air, he licked the tip of his penis and brought the pre-cum up for them to share. Their cocks were throbbing and William mouth found Jonathan's nipple again. He sucked it like a baby boy. Jonathan was moaning and horny and needed to cum. "Fuck!" Jonathan let out a moan as his body shivered, "Fuck I'm on the edge, slave boy!" William got in a flash a new idea. He invented a new game! He found his white briefs and jacked Jonathan's cock with his briefs till the cotton was damp with his pre-cum. Jonathan groaned and he gave Jonathan the briefs to sniff, while he jacked his cock very slowly with his hand. Jonathan groaned and said, "Fuck!" he let out a long and loud groan as his body trembled, "I'm cumming!" He shot his load and his man cum hit his face and his chest. William immediately hopped on top of Jonathan and worked his penis feverishly while Jonathan gripped his smooth boy nuts. William blew a boy load on his chest and their sperm mixed together. Jonathan picked up a big handful and spread it on William's face and tongue. The boy licked and loved warm cum and couldn't get enough! Exhausted, they slowly cleaned up and Jonathan kissed him before sending him to bed. The next morning Jonathan looked at his little naked friend. He spread out two pairs of briefs from William's rucksack. After the morning rituals he said to William, "Go on, slave boy, put one on." "Which one?" "Either one. You decide." "Well, they're both nice but they're small. I'll put the red on. It fits me little better." "At school they said we have to bring an athletic supporter to school. I asked what that was and they said it was a jockstrap. My parents are going to buy one for me this week." "Your father is a smart man, William. He doesn't want you to hurt your balls. Always wear your jockstrap for sports in school." Jonathan gently caressed William's package through the fabric of his small red briefs. "I don't want your precious little nuts getting hurt. They're valuable." he winked, "But in this house you don't have to wear a jockstrap, wait here a minute." Jonathan ran upstairs, two at a time, of course. William wondered what he had in mind. Jonathan showed William. "Hey, your own little boy briefs!" "Yes, I only kept this one!" William smiled at him, "Well, put it on." "Look who's giving the orders again. I'm going to have to find a more submissive slave boy." William didn't know what "submissive" meant and he was pretty sure Jonathan was kidding, but he apologized anyway, "I'm sorry, Sir." Jonathan stepped into the briefs and as he pulled it up he purposely let his balls dropped out. They both laughed. Jonathan's old briefs didn't fit anymore, they were too tight in him. William reached over and ran his fingers around Jonathan's perfectly defined cock and the cock head above the waistband. As they were getting undressed again, Jonathan said, "There's a coke waiting for you in the fridge." "Thanks, Jonathan. Can I bring you one too?" "I can do with a beer if you don't mind." "That's not the way you say it." "You're right. Bring me a beer, slave boy." William got the two cans and then sat in Jonathan's lap on the couch, his face resting on Jonathan's pecs. William liked this position. Jonathan had one strong arm, the one that wasn't holding the beer, around his torso and was nonchalantly petting his young boy cock. William could feel Jonathan's cock right under his thighs and he felt he could tell if it was beginning to stiffen. They both drank languidly, neither one wishing to rush the moment. Jonathan played with his boy nipples, he took the back of his head and guided his mouth to his chest. William sucked his nipples and while Jonathan rubbed his boy cock. Damn his boy cock felt so good. They slowly recovered from their bliss and William said, "Wow, that was good. It is a pity I can't drink beer." "You're too young for beer, slave boy. Your parents wouldn't approve of me giving you beer." They both laughed. By this time, there were dozens of things they were doing together that his parents wouldn't approve of. They sat quietly and finished their drinks. "I'll tell you what, though. I think you're it's okay for you to drink recycled beer." William looked up into his face, "What's that?" "It's part of another new game." "Yippee. I'm good at your games. What's this one called?" "The golden showers game. Follow me." Jonathan led the boy up the stairs, William struggling to take them two at a time, and into the bathroom. "Do you need to piss, slave boy." William grinned sheepishly, nodded and headed over to the toilet. "No wait. Hold it in, slave boy. That's part of the game." William crossed his legs and giggled. Jonathan got into the bathtub, laid down and looked up at the boy. "Okay, slave boy, aim for my mouth." William gulped, "Really?" "Yes, slave boy, that's an order. Piss into my mouth. Let's see how good your aim is." William uncrossed his legs, held his penis in his hand, pointed it at the face of the man he had come to love so much, and let loose. Boy piss was landing on the back wall of the tub, then on the edge under his balls, on Jonathan's strong muscled chest, up in his hair, in his eyes, and by the end of the chaotic stream, some actually went into Jonathan's mouth. "Hmmm, that's real good soda pop. Recycled soda pop. The best kind." "I guess my aim isn't that good. I'm sorry." "Well, like any other game. You may not be good at first, but you improve as you keep practicing." "Not the blow job game. The very first time you said I was a good cocksucker." Jonathan stood up, boy piss running down his chest toward his crotch. "Yes, that's very true. The slave boy has corrected me again." "I'm sorry. I have to learn to be . . . sub, whatever." "OK, now it's my turn to play. Climb in and lay down in the tub." William climbed in but he was concerned. "Uh, but isn't piss dirty? Too dirty to drink?" "Actually, when it first comes out urine is very clean. Sterile in fact." "Well, you don't need to worry. I'd never do anything to make you sick, slave boy." "Well, Okay." He lay down trustingly, Jonathan towering over him. He stared up at the man cock he admired so. "Okay boy, you can open your mouth if you want to or keep it closed. It's up to you, slave boy." "How can I taste it if I don't open my mouth?" "That's right." William shut his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and stuck out his tongue. The first spray he felt landed squarely on that tongue and it moved up a half inch into his open mouth. William swallowed some and started to gag. He shut his mouth and Jonathan thoughtfully aimed toward his neck. But William wanted more. He opened wide again and got a new mouthful. This time he closed his mouth and swooshed the liquid around in his mouth before swallowing. Before Jonathan's stream ended, William was able to get a third taste. Jonathan helped the boy stand up and handed him a washcloth to wipe his face. William looked up at him and said, "Hmmm, that's real good beer. Recycled. The best kind." Jonathan reached down and gave him a loving slap on the ass. "And you won that time, Jonathan. Your aim was perfect." "Remember, practice, practice." "Someday I'm going to win this game too, you'll see." "I'm sure you will, slave boy, some day." Jonathan turned on the shower and they soaped each other clean. After they dried off, Jonathan opened a drawer and found a new toothbrush the dentist had given him. He told William how important it is to brush right after playing golden showers. He put paste on both brushes and they brushed and spit together. "Here," Jonathan said grabbing the mouthwash, "Let's really get our mouths clean." They gargled together and then Jonathan said, "Well, let's see," and bent down and kissed William squarely on the mouth. "Yep, kissing sweet, you pass the test." After some rest Jonathan put William to bed. He wrote some work and went also to bed. In the middle of the night he woke up to feel William close to him. His back was to him and his tiny frame was snuggled up against his body. He couldn't sleep so he just laid there looking at his boy. His young smooth body so lovely. Oh shit, Jonathan was getting a hard on. He couldn't believe it be had the urge to fuck William, he never had these thoughts before. This sweet young boy laying here was turning me on. Jonathan tried to clear his mind of the thoughts but he couldn't. His cock was hard as a rock and it was right against his tight little ass. Jonathan struggled with himself to resist but I could not help but to slowly stroke his cock while he moved his hips against his smooth skin. Soon Jonathan was breathing hard and came like he never came before, spraying William's butt with his warm cum. He licked his boy clean before he slept like a rose. 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.