Date: Mon, 15 May 2017 09:56:48 +0200 From: Ouranos Utrecht Subject: The honey seekers Part 6 The honey-seekers, William and Jonathan Part 6 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. "Keep stroking it, slave boy. It will cum real soon. I can tell." Jonathan touched his little nipples with is other hand and immediately, gobs of white cream began flying through the air. William didn't want it to stop. He kept choking and shooting. Jonathan's shot followed soon after. There was boy cum and man cum everywhere. "Wow, thanks Master!" William lay back exhausted and Jonathan removed his finger from his ass. Jonathan gave him a long French kiss. "Congratulations. Now you are a real little man, slave boy." They took a shower and Jonathan reached into the end table and pulled out two white boxes, tied in blue ribbon, each about six inches long. "What's this, Sir?" "Those are a couple of presents I bought just for you." "Fuck, really, just for me? It's not my birthday, Sir." "Can't I give the boy I love a present now and then?" William smiled and shook the two boxes next to his ear. "I think I know what this one is." "What?" "I bet it's a tube of lube, Sir." "See for yourself, slave boy." William ripped it open and sure enough, he now had his own tube of lube. "Have I been using too much, Sir?" "Well, maybe just a little bit, but it's important to use it. Never forget that, I don't want you to get hurt, slave boy." "I can't figure out with this one is." William's hands searched the box. "I had a real hard time finding that one. I went to different stores in the City and the Internet." William opened it slowly and inside was a piece of flesh colored plastic that looked just like a man's cock. An erect cock, William looked puzzled. "Wow, what's this?" "It's called a dildo, slave boy. Every man should have one." "Really, do you have one?" Jonathan smiled at him and just said, "Come upstairs with me." They went upstairs and Jonathan opened the drawer in his bedside table and William stared down at a dozen plastic cocks, all sizes and all colors. William was surprised by the collection and stammered, "Wow, Sir." He picked up the biggest one. "You sure have a lot of dildos, Sir." "Yes, and I use them all too." "How do you use them, Sir?" "Well, I rub them with the lube and stick them up my ass, slave boy." William's eyes bugged out and he pointed at the biggest one of Jonathan's collection. "Really? Even this one?!" "Yes, slave boy, even that one. I had to find one in your size for you. That's what took so long. See yours is just a little bit thicker than my finger." "Which is the same as my three fingers, Sir." "That's right, slave boy, but still you have to be real careful. You are still young and your ass muscle isn't trained yet. You have to use the lube, and you have to put it in real slow. Do the finger fuck first, take your time. Don't put the dildo in until you feel your hole is ready and stretched." William stared at his own dildo. "It sure is long, Sir." "Yes, it will go a lot further than your finger can go. You want to try it out now?" "Fuck, yes Sir!" William couldn't wait to get his own dildo in his little bum. Jonathan moved them on the bed. Together they laid side by side on the bed and relaxed. Jonathan gave William instructions and showed him how to do it. "Slave boy, watch my actions and follow my orders, boy." William smiled and said, "Yes Sir, I will Sir!" They both greased up their fingers, positioned their knees up over their chests and finger fucked. They counted together. "One!" "Two!" "Three!" Jonathan made sure they stayed at that point for a long time, he really want the boy's hole open, stretched and ready. William smiled but felt a little insecure, it felt good to finger fuck himself, but he didn't know it was good enough to take his dildo. "Do you think your hole is ready, Jonathan?" Jonathan looked down at him and said, "Yes, I think so, slave boy" William said hesitantly. "Okay, slave boy, but don't rush it. Relax your ass hole, slave boy." Each one grabbed his dildo with his free hand. "Don't take your fingers out yet, slave boy, just watch me." Jonathan extracted his three fingers slowly and grabbed his lube. He greased up both dildos. "Okay, you ready?" "Yes Sir. I think so," William smiled. "Okay, slave boy, put the dildo in position and slide your fingers out. Do it slowly, slave boy and relax." William did, he extracted his fingers slowly and took his dildo. Both dildos were put in place, lightly pushing the tip to their ass holes. "Slow now, slave boy. Don't rush things, just push without much pressure." Carefully, they both began to push the tip into their holes. It was both at the same time and both groaned. William glanced at Jonathan and saw him squeeze his face up. He saw that and yes, it was supposed to feel this way. Both of them pushed slowly and the dildos inched in a little further. Jonathan watched that William wasn't pushing too fast or too far. "How far do I push it, Sir?" William could hardly get the question out. "You are doing fine, slave boy. Okay, that's far enough for now, my boy. Now just relax and enjoy the feeling. You can wiggle it a little like this." Jonathan showed William how he did it and William followed him, "Oh, that feels so nice. Almost as nice as your finger. Sir." Still impaled, Jonathan leaned over and gave the boy a kiss on the mouth. They moved towards each other and Jonathan took William's boy cock between his fingers and jerked him into a full erection. William looked down and stood, he saw his boyish hard-on. "Uh oh. I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't know . . . " "Hush, slave boy. Don't apologize, slave boy, this is a normal and natural reaction. I love your erection! Keep it up for me." William moaned and whispered, "But I might cum, Sir" he protested, but Jonathan didn't stop jerking. Jonathan moved the boy slowly from the bed to his feet. He couldn't stop jerking, this was so good to do, the boy made a trip to heaven. He whispered, "No, you won't, slave boy, it an order." Tears were welling up in William's eyes. "I won't? But, oh, oh. . . ." Jonathan knelt down low in front of the boy and wrapped his mouth around William's boy cock. He opened one side of his mouth and mumbled softly, "Fuck my face, slave boy, do it!" and Jonathan sucked his hard little cock while he felt William's hips pushing and withdrawing in a slow but determent rhythm. A dream come true! William closed his eyes and made his trip to Boy Heaven! He got a blow job from the man whose cock he had sucked so often. William felt his whole body tremble, he groaned and lovely sensations hit him. By reflex, he got up on his tippy toes and wrapped his arms around Jonathan's blond head. Jonathan never let go of the cock but put one strong arm around William's buttocks and leaned the boy across his shoulder. He stood up, still sucking, and gently walked into the bedroom, laid the boy on the bed and continued sucking. Suddenly, William felt the first spasm. William groaned and knew Jonathan's mouth was filling with his cum, but Jonathan didn't let go. He sucked his boy eagerly. William didn't count the eruptions. Neither did Jonathan, but each eruption was swallowed completely. William panted, "Wow, Sir, you are a great, I forgot the rest of the words, cocksucker." With a load pop, William's dildo felt from his ass. Jonathan lifted the boy up and set him in his lap and hugged him, whispering to go ahead and cry, he understood, but somehow things would be okay, he thought. He started kissing the top of William's head, but William raised his face and kissed Jonathan on the mouth. When William started to settle down, they went into the kitchen for some drinks, and Jonathan told William how proud he was having him around. They went to bed and slept together. The next day they worked out together and Jonathan worked in the garden while William tried to make his tree house better. It had already one room in the tree and was 12 feet off the ground, he reached it by climbing a chain ladder that he had found in the garage, and when he was in his tree house, he pulled sometimes the ladder up. It was his personal hideout. They had a great lunch together and talked about the garden and William's tree house. "What do you want to do?" William looked puzzled, "You name it, slave boy." William went down the menu in his mind. "Well, I, uh, have to pee, Sir. Maybe we can start with the golden showers game." "Good choice, slave boy." Jonathan took William's hand and they marched up the stairs together. Jonathan took his position in the tub and William let him have it. William's aimed not all too well, his pee hit Jonathan right in the eyes. "Oops, sorry, Sir." He managed to find Jonathan's mouth before his stream ended. "Your aim is improving, slave boy. I think you've been practicing, saw you peeing from your tree house, slave boy." William grinned sheepishly. "I just wondered whose face you've been practicing on!" William dropped his mouth. "Yeah, you better keep that mouth open. Cause now it's my turn." They traded places, Jonathan had his leak, and aimed at William's crotch what the boy liked. William's penis trembled and became longer an thicker. They showered everything off and Jonathan washed them with Natural Oil shower gel. William loved that, the oil made him aware of his senses and inspired his mind under the shower. It felt in a way like a relaxing massage. Jonathan toweled him dry and William felt loved, cared for and a little boy again. In their bed, they stroked each other a long time, just for the pleasure of it because neither one felt especially horny. Even when they rimmed each other and sucked each other, they didn't keep a hard-on. It was just soft and intimate. "Is that okay, Sir?" "Why do you ask, slave boy?" "Well, you didn't get your rocks off, Sir." Where did the kid learn these expressions? "You didn't cum." "No, but you didn't cum today either, slave boy." "Yeah, but I still felt good doing what we did. It was warm and soft and nice and . . . " "and loving?" "Yeah, I guess so, Sir. I felt you were loving me." "And that's how I felt too, slave boy. I felt loved. You don't always need to cum when you make love. Sometimes it's just nice to relax and not worry about cumming." William smiled and went downstairs to get his briefs, Jonathan walked with him, "Get your cute butt over here and give me a fucking hug." They hugged, "Thank you, my slave boy. You've given me lots to be thankful for." William went to see Igor, his best friend. Igor and William played sometimes, and Jonathan liked that, but insisted he couldn't tell Igor about their encounters. William didn't! Igor told William. Igor was good looking, but he had an average body, and William liked hanging out with him. That afternoon Igor asked William, if he was jerking off yet. William smiled but said he didn't know what that was. Igor said he could teach him if he liked. William ignored his offer and wondered he needed Jonathan's permission? Jonathan had greeted him back and when William got his clothes off, they were together bare assed again. William told Jonathan about Igor. Jonathan's eyes met his and Jonathan felt him silently asking his permission for it. He smiled and said, "You are safe with me. Tell me everything, always. You can do anything with Igor, if you want that." Jonathan asked, "You have been flirting with him?" William said with a smile, "Yes, maybe a little." Jonathan explained that he have been around. "I have special friends myself and our love and friendship has nothing to do with Igor or other friends. We have an open relationship, as they call it. I don't own your feelings and sex life. There is one restriction, you can't tell anyone we are lovers. They will not understand the age difference and give us a lot of trouble. You understand, William?" William understood and nodded his head. Jonathan leaned over and kissed William. It was the most soft, masculine and erotic kiss, it was just perfect. Jonathan handed William a present. They went to the living room and sat together on the carpet. In a the little box was a new cap, with on it an anchor. William laughed. Jonathan loved to watch William's penis wiggle when he laughed. "Hey, slave boy, you need to start shaving." William looked in the mirror and felt his chin. "Fuck, really, Sir?" "No, not there, - here," and Jonathan plucked a hair from right above William's boy cock. "O, that hurt." It didn't hurt but the hurt was very emotional. William had been looking forward to getting a bush and now finally he was getting some real body hair. "Why'd you do that, Sir?" "I think you look better with a smooth body." "Well, I don't. I want to look like a man." "Fuck, slave boy. Lots of men shave off their body hair. Ever see those swimmers in the Olympics?" William nodded. "They shave all their hair off to make them go faster." "Some of them even shave their heads, Sir. They look bald." "That's right. And it's not just swimmers. Some men look awesome with hair . . . " "Like you, Sir." "Thank you, slave boy, although you haven't seen me with all my body hair. Other men just look better with a nice smooth body. Like the most men with muscles." William flexed his biceps and had to admit that men with muscles do look pretty hunky with no hair. And they sure as hell look like men. " Also a lot of guys say without hair their cocks look bigger." "Fuck, really?" That was the turning point. William was convinced. More than his emerging strands of pubic hair, William was proud of his lengthening penis. Since his first conscious hard-on, he knew it had grown at least an inch and more. He wanted to keep a ruler beside the bed. Maybe it was all the jerking off he did, or the time Jonathan spent sucking it, but something was making it grow, and he certainly didn't want to hide that behind a rug. "Okay, I guess. Will you teach me to shave, Sir?" "C'mon, slave boy." They went up to the bedroom. By now William could take the steps two at a time easily. Jonathan took a plastic sheet out of a drawer and laid it on the bed. William giggled, "Yeah, lay on the sheet." Jonathan went in the bathroom and got a basin of hot water, a washcloth and towel, a Gillette razor and cream. He rubbed William's pubic area with the hot, wet cloth. "Wow, that's real warm!" William said, loving the feel of Jonathan's hand on his boy cock and balls. Jonathan shook up the can of cream and sprayed it, much more than necessary, and held up a hand mirror for William to see. "It looks like whipped cream on a cake," he giggled. "Okay, now no giggling, slave boy. I don't want to nick you." Jonathan dipped the razor in the hot water and began to shave, gliding the edge over his abs, in his groins, on his thighs. He told William to lift his legs up to his chest like he was doing a finger fuck. Then he washed and lathered William's balls, crack and ass hole. He gave William another peek in the mirror before shaving them clean. They both knew there was no hair in most of these places, but they were both enjoying the shaving anyway. Jonathan ended up shaving William's armpits as well. "C'mon, slave boy, let's shower." As the cascading water washed the last remnants of cream down the drain, Jonathan stood back and commented, "Wow, that cock looks so huge now!" After their shower, Jonathan wanted to taste William's newly shaven ass and William snacked on his as well. They laid on their sides on the bed and got into a 69 suck, which gave them both mouthfuls of cum. Their loads spent now, they just laid still and cuddled, and wondered if there would be rain soon. As they relaxed and talked, Jonathan nonchalantly stroked William's boy cock. "Hey, you're getting to be quite a horny slave boy. You're getting hard again." William took conscious notice of what his dick had been doing. Sure enough it was sticking straight out and beginning to leak pre-cum. "Can I fuck your face again, Sir?" "I have another idea, slave boy." "Is it a new game?" William asked with some doubt in his voice. Right now with a rock hard boy cock that was starting to rage, he wasn't sure he wanted to get into something new. "Well, it will be a new thing for you, boy, but it isn't a game." Jonathan stood up and got on his knees. "I want to see how that huge piece of man meat feels in my asshole, slave boy." Jonathan put his chest down on the bed, reached his hands back and spread his ass cheeks. William was dumbfounded, but at the moment was in no position to argue. Hard and horny? Shit, William was like a rock and horny as hell. With a trembling voice he asked Jonathan, "You really want me to fuck you, Sir?" "Yes, slave boy, it's an order." William stood up behind Jonathan and aimed his stiff pecker at the inviting hole he had licked an hour before. "I hope I don't hurt you, Sir." "You won't, slave boy," Jonathan reassured him, "but put a little lube in my hole." William's cockhead was starting to show itself through his foreskin. He touched it to Jonathan's anus and stared as the hole opened up by itself. He began to push in and felt the sphincter pulling his skin back. He kept going forward, stopping only when his entire shaft was embedded in Jonathan's ass. "Wow, Sir. My cock is really inside." he whispered. It felt so warm and velvety in there. The sphincter was pulsating against his shaft. "Pull back a little bit, slave boy." William obeyed. "Now push back in. That's it. Out and in, out and in." William started humping. He didn't need Jonathan's directions, it just happened. It was better than putting his cock in his fist and squeezing. William was panting and couldn't believe this was happening, he was going to fuck and I'd never done it. "You're doing just fine, slave boy. Keep it up." William didn't need any further instructions from Jonathan. His dick was now giving the orders. He rammed it harder and faster. "I want you to fuck me, it's yours if you want, feel my hole. I'll push on your cock, take my arse-hole, go on, slave boy." William worked his boy cock as deep as it would go inside his body. It was the most awesome place to put his cock. He couldn't stop and drove straight up his man-cunt. Jonathan made lots of noise, but took his boy cock without problem! He moved his lovely ass against his boy cock and fucked him! Never had William imagined how good it would be having his boy cock deep inside a man. He was so receptive and loved his ass full of cock. Jonathan moaned and pleaded, ordered to fuck him harder. William was used taking his orders and obliged, stuffing his arse the best he could, pulling out then pushing in hard. William felt the heat of his ass work over his boy cock and fucked his strong lover deeper and fast. Jonathan was panting and sweating like himself. They worked hard making his cock to fill his arse and was it fucking hot for both of them. "Go on then, fuck me, slave boy." Jonathan pleaded and ordered at the same time. Jonathan's words disintegrated into grunts and sighs, "Oh, yes, that is so fucking hot, slave boy." Suddenly Jonathan's anus clamped down on the hard boy cock and wouldn't let it out. William wondered if it was stuck in there forever. Would he ever be able to pull it out? He was about to jerk back when he suddenly felt his hot boy cream filling Jonathan's hole. "Fuck, Wow, Fuck, Gee, Fuck." William didn't know what else to say as he erupted his load inside the ass of another man. And quickly as the anus loosened, his dick subsided and popped out. "Wow, did I really fuck you, Sir?" "Take a look, slave boy." William peered into the dark hole and sure enough white cream was dripping out. "Wow." He took a finger and rubbed it on the inside of the still-gaping cavity. "That's my cum." He licked his fingers, and couldn't help himself. He bent down and rimmed Jonathan again, this time eating his own precious boy cum. "Love you, my slave boy." 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