Date: Fri, 23 May 2014 18:44:49 -0700 (PDT) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Southwest Road Trip Still another tale or tales of an adult male having sexual contact with boys. Big surprise huh? If there are reasons why you shouldn't be here then toddle off somewhere else. Otherwise enjoy the story. Yes there will be more to this one. I'm already on it. Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ I was taking a road trip. Been quite a few years since I'd done that so I was looking forward to 17 days of roaming around with no obligations other than what struck my fancy. I intended to see some sites, both natural and historical types, and hopefully snag a boy or 2 along the way, although that wasn't the primary purpose of the trip. I've said it all along, there are boys everywhere that are willing to play; all you have to do is look. It generally takes having some balls, taking some risks, flirting, staring and always lots of smiles. I was traveling down through the southwest so the skin tone tended to be darker in color which was fine with me. I liked dark skinned boys. Oh hell who am I kidding; I like all boys. The first 2 days sucked badly, very badly. I got pulled over 5 miles into a Western state for a tinted license plate of all things. Cop was nice enough but asked if I'd been smoking pot that morning. I don't smoke pot, have never smoked pot but I guess my eyes were too bloodshot for his taste. He asked if I had pot or paraphernalia in the car and I reiterated that I don't do drugs of any kind. He didn't believe me and said if I would just give it up he'd let me go, no ticket. He finally had me step out of the car do the typical DUI tests which of course I passed. He said he was going to call in a drug dog unless I gave up the pot that he KNEW that I had. Again, I told him I had none so call in the dog. Mind you we're standing on the side of the freeway in 86 degree heat, no shade. So the Sheriff arrives with his dog, I get patted down and the dog goes through car while the cop goes through my luggage. Nothing there of course although I did have a toy and some lube. I laughed when he found it. Fuck him. After 40 minutes of this shit he finally let me go. That night my laptop took a shit, lost all my itinerary, highway routes and everything. Cost me a grand for a new laptop. How the first 2 days were eventful was that I saw plenty of cuties between the ages of say 11 and 15. I wanted to stop plenty of them and take their picture, just to have it. I like to use a face shot when I write a story as it helps me develop the character. In fact I often have an idea for a story then find a boy face pic then start the story. Not always, but often enough. My first score happened as I turned off of the interstate onto a US highway. I gassed and watered up, that is, filled my cooler with bottled water kept very chilled. As I came out of the store at the truck stop a boy stopped me. "Which way you head'n mister," he asked in a very soft polite voice. I told him, which was about 70 miles down the US highway from where we were talking. The boy needed go about ¾ of the way and would be I willing to take him. I should say that I don't often pick up hitchhikers but am pretty intuitive so said that I'd give him a lift providing that he put his backpack in the back seat. He nodded his head, did so, and climbed in the passenger seat as soon as I unlocked the door. He appeared to be about 14, looked native which a head of long black hair seemed to offer some proof of. Beyond shoulder length, the top was pulled back into a pony tail that was tied off with a black tie at the crown of his head which opened his face up. The boy was slender, smooth of face and of course his white teeth stood out like a whore in church. He had large dark eyes, high cheek bones and overall was just plan cute. "My names is Kip," I said as I extended my hand. "Avril but everyone calls me Avie," which he pronounced Ahhvee. His voice was soft but on a steady march away from the high pitch of puberty. His handshake was very soft and gentle, a cultural behavior typical of native males. We then went through the where are you from thing and when I said I was from the Seattle area he said that he had some cousins up there. I was slightly surprised and the boy laughed. "We Indians get around quite a bit." He told me he was 14, as I'd guessed, was in 9th grade, having started school late and was from Albuquerque. He loved sports, got decent grades and had no clue about what he wanted to do when he grew up. "I know I don't want to be a drunken Indian like so many of my family; hell my people." There was a bit of frustration in his voice when he said it." We talked for another few miles before he asked, "Do you mind if I take some clothes off Kip?" "Not at all Avie, whatever you need to do to be comfortable." He peeled off the light colored long sleeved shirt he was wearing while explaining. "Out here you need to be layered so you can add on or subtract as the conditions dictate. If I was dressed in just the shorts I'd burn up and if a dust storm hit than I'd be peppered with sand." The boy had kicked off his shoes and had unsnapped and unbuttoned his jeans then raised up and slid them down under his butt revealing a pair of sports short similar to what I was wearing. He leaned back against the door in a relaxed mode, his light green t-shirt covering his waist. "Much better," he sighed. His hand slipped to his inner thigh and he gave his stuff a little grope then let the hand rest there, his fingers right where his adolescent balls would be. Avie noticed that I had noticed and gave me a slight smile. "So, he said, "what do you for a living Kip?" The discussion that followed ate up another 5 or 6 miles. Because the cruise control was on and the road was basically straight in 4-5 mile stretches, I could maintain at some eye contact with the boy while I drove. Avie's finger continued to do an occasional poke and a couple times his hand moved in to cup at his stuff, totally un-self-conscious about it. "You have some nice tattoos Kip, where did you get them?" I explained that the large one on my leg was a native design and where I'd gotten it. The left sleeve was an Asian design with the typical dragons and Koi and connected to another one that ran across my chest back and shoulders. He was curious about how much they cost and I told him I had about 6 grand into the sleeve and back piece. "Holy shit that's a lot of money," the boy said, clearly aghast. "So, what about that one on your other arm?" He was asking about a Celtic knot on my inner left forearm. Originally it was going to be a black and gray but both the artist and I felt it needed color so he did the rainbow colors, each one melding into the other from one end of the knot to the other. I explained the knot and let it go at that. "So, does the rainbow colors mean that you're gay," Avie asked. I swear to god the boy groped his crotch when he asked. "Well, no the colors weren't put there for that reason so I would have to say that it doesn't mean that I'm gay, although I am gay. Does that bother you in any way Avie?" The boy shook his head. "No, not at all Kip." He was quiet for a moment then asked, "So you do you have a boyfriend or a partner or whatever you call it?" "Nope, not at the moment," I said. He was quiet for another mile or so, and I have to say that at 80 miles an hour, the miles go by pretty fucking fast. "I'm still warm Kip, do you mind?" I looked at him and shook my head. "Not at all Avie; whatever makes you comfortable." The adorable boy smiled at me, then hiked his butt up and started to slip his shorts down. At that point I turned my attention to the road as we entered a long sweeping corner. A road sign cautioned slowing down to 70. I heard Avie sigh next to me. When we were through the corner I said, "Feeling better," then turned my head to see that the boy was wearing only the t-shirt. His legs were spread and his 14 year old cock was in full default position, hanging over a set of medium sized balls that, because of the heat, were also in full hang and rested on the seat in a puddle of hairless brown skin. His pubic hair was pitch black and made a nice little nest at the base of his boyhood pride and joy. Typically, the boy was uncut and at the moment his foreskin was completely covering his cock head. "Is this okay Kip?" "It's more than okay Avie," I told him. His fingers were gently rustling in his moss. "Nothing more fun to look at than naked boys," I said with a genuine smile. Then, as I watched, that is between glances at the highway, his cock began to move. I've always loved watching a boys' cock make its rise to glory, moving from a soft inert piece of flesh to a rock hard, ready for action tool. I always think of an erection as a symbol of power and virility, of strength, which it is of course, but that's always how it strikes me. Avie watched right along with me and I suspected that it was all he could do not to grasp onto his favorite body part and squeeze and stroke, encouraging its growth and flooding his young body with more feelings. I watched his balls move inside their sac each time he did a kagel, constricting the muscle that clamped down urine control and tightened his asshole. I watched his foreskin begin to retract, exposing a fat cock head. Avie's cock finally came to a rest pointing up to his chin, a respectable 6 ½ inches of cock; a very fine boy boner indeed. "God I love watching that," he said as he finally grasped onto his hardened flesh and squeezed it tightly at first then lovingly, sliding his ducky foreskin back and forth over the now swollen head which was already shiny from his natural lubricants. "I do too," I said. I simply admired the boy in all his splendor and I could easily see the hunger in his dark eyes, the need to engage sexually in one way or the other and I was hoping for the other. "Are you hard," he asked, his voice already deepening slightly. "You're welcome to find out for yourself," I offered. Avie smiled and moved over in the seat and reach across the console to feel between my legs. "You're like a rock," he said softly, squeezing my cock. "You aren't wearing underwear either," he observed then moved his hand up the inside of the leg where he first discovered my balls so hefted them a little then moved up to grasp on to my flesh which he stroked. He pulled his hand back. "I wanna see it," he said, his voice now the husky sound of a boy in heat. I kicked my shoes off and had him steer while I quickly slid my shorts down and then off. As I buzzed the electric seat back Avie peeled his t-shirt off so that he was completely naked. "Oh man Kip I wanna feel your cock in my mouth. I wanna suck you," he said. I told him to go ahead. The boy leaned over the console, held his hair back out of the way, then put his mouth down over my cock and began sucking me. I let my right hand roam up and down his smooth back, feeling the muscle of a growing boy. "This is uncomfortable," he said, pulling back. Avie maneuvered himself onto his knees which put his narrow ass against the window then leaned over and down. I could imagine the view if I passed another vehicle He put a hand on the seat between my legs and the other on the console the put his face in my lap and went to work. God, driving down the highway at 80 miles an hour with a naked boy in the car sucking your cock. Could it get any better than that? The boy was hungry for cock; that was very apparent. I could hear him moaning softly, then louder as his head bobbed up and down, taking most of 7½ inches of cock down his throat. I reached between his legs and caught hold of his raging teenage boner and stroked him. "Oh yes," he moaned and went back to sucking me making all kinds of noises that reflected pleasure. I let go of his dick and moved my hand back, cupped and tugged on his smooth balls then moved up, my fingers tracing his perineum until I found his hole and rubbed my finger back and forth across it. "Oh fuck," the boy groaned then reached back with his right hand and pulled that cheek open for me. I poked m fingertip at his puckered muscle which earned more grunts and groans and even more enthusiastic cock sucking, as if that were even possible. "Fuck Avie I want to suck your cock too," I finally said. I was dying to get that 14 year old boner in my mouth and hopefully get flooded with warm young sperm. Nothing like boy sperm in my opinion. He backed away from me and knelt there, his thighs against the console and his raging hard cock standing straight up in the air. I reached out and cupped his delicious balls again. Understand that, while there was very little traffic, there was some, and so far we hadn't managed to pass or be passed but that couldn't last forever. Avie turned and sat down. "About 3 minutes up the road there is an old abandoned gas station. Pull in around the back into what used to be the garage." There were a great many abandoned buildings everywhere I'd been but out there in the middle of nowhere, which is what most of Utah, New Mexico, Texas and Arizona were, there was much more. There were entire little towns, collections of a dozen or less buildings that were fallen down, falling down, or boarded up. Long gone were the days when travelers needed such stops. Avie reached over and took hold of my cock again and stroked it so I did the same to him. It didn't take long before he told me to start to slow down. In the distance I could see the building he was talking about and since there wasn't another thing except open space as far as the eye could see I figured it for our trysting spot. I slowed, pulled in, and pulled around just Avie had said and pulled in what was left of an open building. "Don't worry Kip, the roof won't collapse on us. When you get out though wear your shoes." I didn't need to be told that but thanked the boy just the same. I stopped the car and Avie got out giving me a moment to fall in love with his slender hips and tiny butt. I got out right behind him and by the time my car door was shut he was right there with me. "God I love your body Kip," he said huskily then pressed his young body against mine and engaged me in a mouth out, tongue battling kiss during which he moaned and groaned, rubbed my back and gripped it with his fingers. My hands went straight to his ass to cup the cheeks and knead the glorious orbs. I broke the kiss and turned him around to lean against the car and squatted down in front of him, pulled his rock hard cock down, stroked it a few times then put it in my mouth. Cocks are cocks and all taste pretty much the same, it's the owner that makes it special. I cupped avie's balls as I suckled him, working his cock head with my tongue as best I could while my other hand jacked him. "Fuck that feels good Kip," he moaned in a deep voice. Avie's hands were at the side of my head and he began fucking my mouth. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth Kip," he asked in a throaty voice. I nodded my head as I kept on sucking him. I moved my hands to his butt and helped encourage him to fuck my face. I slipped fingers in his crack and ran them up and down in the warm crevice then let the finger of one hand sneak further into the cave and explore his hole. "That's gonna make cum faster Kip," he groaned. I pushed one finger at the point of his opening which caused him to groan more and a moment later I felt his cock swell against my lips and my mouth was flooded with warm gooey boy goodness. I swallowed his sperm as it pulsed into my mouth, the dry bleachy tasting liquid registering on my taste buds. The boy shot a good 4 squirts of cum, moaning and moving his hips as he did so. Of course it was over quickly and I had to let go of him due to the ultra-sensitivity of his cock head. I stood up and Avie was in my arms again kissing me hard and grinding his body into mine. Goddamn the kid was hot for it. "That was great Kip but now I get your cock." That said he dropped to his knees in front of me and went to work. Having the room to move allowed to boy to really do me good and all the while he made sounds of pleasure. It almost sounded like a porno flick what with all the "mmmm's" and other yummy sounds. He got me pretty close but when I told him he stopped. "Turn around Kip; I want to eat your hole." "It's been a few hours since I showered Avie," I told him. "All the better," he responded, his voice still reflecting his elevated emotional level. I turned and leaned on the fender and a second later my cheeks were peeled open and the boy went after my ass like a dog after steak. Again, he made all kinds of noise to indicate his pleasure. The kid was amazing. He worked down onto the underside of my balls as well, holding the eggs in place in order work on them, then back up to my asshole. He washed everything, worked the tip of his tongue at the aperture into my body as if trying to get inside. Avie spent a good 5 minutes before stopped and standing. I turned around and again the boy was against me, kissing me with a ferocity that surprised me. He moved to my neck and ear then said, "God I need you to fuck me really bad Kip. I need your cock and your sperm in my ass. But I have a little problem. I am totally broke and need a little bit of money. Don't get me wrong Kip, I'm gonna fuck you anyway, just saying if you could spare a little I'd be grateful." Honestly, I didn't have a problem with that and said so. He kissed me again then went to the car and pulled out his backpack then a bottle of lube. That surprised me and it showed on my face. He chuckled. "I don't do this all the time Kip, I'm on my way to visit a couple of friends and we're planning on playing." He said this while smearing his asshole then my cock. He turned around and lay his upper body on the front driver's side fender. "Get your boner in me Kip," he said over his shoulder. Avie reached behind himself and peeled his cheeks open to reveal his dark puckered hole now shiny with lube. I stepped up, put my cock head against it and pushed, then wormed and worked it until the head slipped inside of him. The boy gasped so I stopped moving. I used both hands to massage his shoulder blades then moved one around his waist to take hold of his still fully hardened cock and stroke him. After a minute he told me to put it all in him, and I did. Once there I started the process and fucked the boy. Avie was just as vocal getting fucked as he was while sucking me and getting sucked. "Oh yeah Kip, that feels good. God I love getting fucked. Your cock feels so good in my asshole Kip, fuck me good, make me cum again from your big cock." I held onto Avie's hips and drilled the shit out of him. I fucked the boy as hard as I could, reveling in the tight muscle of his teenage hole on my cock, loving the situation and position we were in although I'd have loved to see his face as I fucked him. Avie felt the same way apparently because he had me stop after about 2 minutes and pull out of him. "I really want to see your face Kip," he said then began scanning the area. He ran his hand down a fender then said, "This will work." He then propped his ass on the fender up near the windshield, being careful to keep his narrow butt on the fender then leaned against the windshield angled so that his butt was right at the edge of the fender and facing outward enough for me to get at his young pussy. He draped his right leg across the hood, careful to set it down gently then raised his left leg. "Can you manage this Kipster," he said with a grin. I could see a twinkle in his eyes despite the fact that they were practically closed. I stepped up and held his leg out of the way. At 5'10 the fender of my Korean vehicle was the perfect height. I had fucked boys in a variety of positions and ways but the fender fuck was a first for me. I put my cock back up against his hole, now opened for me, and slipped back into him just as pretty as you please. As I pushed into him Avie's eyes closed and he sighed heavily until my balls were against his butt and then he opened them again. "How's that baby boy," I asked as I let his leg rest against my shoulder. "Splendid Kip, just splendid, now fuck the living shit out of me." I did as he asked, moving in a steady medium paced rhythm. All the while he continued to make sounds of pleasure just as he had when he was sucking my cock. His eyes would close and then shoot open when a new wave of pleasure spike in his adolescent body. I reached down with my free hand and stroked his cock, moving his dusky foreskin back and forth over his cock head. I could feel my balls start to roil and knew that it wasn't going to take long before I cummed. Avie seemed to sense it as well. "Goddamn your cock feels good in me Kip. Go ahead and fuck me hard. My ass needs a hard fucking. I want to feel your sperm shoot into me Kip so fuck me hard and fuck your sperm into my ass." His breathing started to come faster and he continued to mumble under his breath with the usual comments of oh yes, or oh god oh fuck oh yeah, things along those lines. "I'm almost there Avie," I said and started really ramming my cock into him. God it was such a sweet fuck. "Here it is Avie, here's my sperm for you." A second later my orgasm hit and I started pumping jet after jet of cum into the boy. About the third jet I felt his cock thicken so kept his foreskin back and a watched as a jet of young sperm shot clear up to the boys' neck. Of course he was practically upright but regardless it was awesome to watch. "OH god oh go oh god Kip, fuck me harder.' I did my best but my then the show was mostly over. Avie's remaining squirts were more or less burps of cum that plopped out onto his belly. I continued to move in and out of his body and stroke his cock at the same time but finally stopped after about a minute and both just panted in the 90+ degree heat, shade or no shade. "Can you get me into a sitting position Kip," Avie asked and moment later he was upright and hugging and kissing on me but in the gentle post coital manner. He nuzzled on my neck, nipped at my ear lobe an all manner of lovey dovey things. "Oh man Kip that was delicious; how do you feel about having a fuck boy on your trip. Wouldn't that be most excellent? We could suck and fuck every day and all night." He nuzzled on me again and I knew he wasn't serious but it sure sounded good. My cock finally softened and pulled out of him, much to our disappointment. Avie slid off the fender and snuggled into for a little more cuddling, keeping as much skin contact as possible. We finally broke apart and both stepped to the side and pissed, then kissed again and got back in the car, after getting dressed. Back on the highway Avie asked me where I was staying and I told him. "How would you like some company for the night?" When I asked what he had in mind he said he had a little cousin that lived there that was as cock happy as Avie was but that he had never been with a man and was dying to be. I was concerned about the age but Avie said he was only a year younger so that made the boy 13. "He's a very pretty boy Kip and very cuddling and loving. I think you would be perfect for him." I shrugged my shoulders and said yes. He asked to use my cell phone then made a call. "Hey Cy, it's me Cuz . Yeah, I'm good. Look man, I just got fucked good by a guy who is going to be spending the night in town. He's tight Cypress, you'll like him and he's just what you're looking for. You wanna hook up with him?" Avie paused then said to me, "You got a laptop?" I nodded my head then into the phone he said "yeah, okay. His name is Kip." More pause then "Later Cuz." To me he said, "Get a room at the best Western. It's on the main drag toward the far end of town. Email Cypress when you get in and just put the room number in the subject line and nothing else in the email." Avie gave me the email addy which wasn't difficult at all. We talked a little more about the experience and he gave me his email address as well which he wrote down on a piece of paper from the glove box. I took my wallet out and peeled a pair of 20's and handed them to him. Avie looked shocked. "Oh man Kip, are you sure?" I nodded my head and smiled. "Absolutely," I said with smile. He thanked me profusely. He asked what I thought about him hitchhiking to my neck of the woods come summer and I told him he would be more than welcome although I did have to work so he'd be on his own a great deal of time. He said that was no problem as long as there were boys around besides he had relatives in the area. I cuffed him playfully and said that if came to stay with me the only way he'd fuck any boys was if he brought them to my house and we double teamed them. Avie thought that was a splendid idea and said that at least 1 of his cousins would love that. I finally dropped him off in a very small little enclave of houses and a single gas station. He kissed me hard, thanked me again and said he'd email me if was going to come up. I nodded my head and a second later he was gone. As I drove off I reflected on the fact that I hadn't given him my email address or phone number. An hour and a half later I was checked in, set up, and fired an email off to my young date. Less than 5 minutes later my phone pinged and I looked to see a response from Cypress702. "7" was all it said. I had a few hours to kill so grabbed a bite in the motel restaurant then took a shower. I chose to wear a pair of Papi Dawn To Dusk briefs in blue with white piping under a clean pair of sports shorts. A clean t-shirt completed the ensemble. I lay down on the king sized bed to rest my head and 20 minutes later there when a soft tap that announced my guest, or so I presumed. I opened the door and was face to face with a miniature God. All of 5 feet the boy couldn't have weighed more than a buck five and didn't look a day over 12. Lighter in skin tone that his "cuz" his black hair was a mass of loose curls that hung onto his eyes, almost covered his ears and curled over the collar of a light green button down shirt with thin white stripes. His face was completely smooth and still had a little of that young boy roundness that would soon narrow and fill out. Large dark eyes, perfectly kissable lips, and a cute little nose completed the picture. Goddamn that boy was just plain fucking adorable. Then he spoke and my heart swelled a little more. "I'm Cypress, Avie's cousin. Are you Kip?" His voice hadn't even gotten close to puberty and was still the high pitched sweet melodic sound of a preteen boy. "Yes I am; come in Cypress." I stood to the side and let the boy in then closed the door then turned to face him. His nervousness was apparent. "Are you a little scared Cypress?" He nodded his head then said "More like nervous. I never done this before; been with a stranger or a man but if Avie says you're cool then I'll be okay." I could listen to his voice all day long. I had him sit in the single arm chair and I sat on the edge of the bed. "You've been with other boys I take it?" He nodded his head, said that he had and loved doing stuff with them. He felt like he wanted to be with a man to see what it was like and maybe learn some stuff. "Well, I've been with lots of boys and I'm very gentle and take my time and only do what the boy is willing to do. I want the experience to be so good that a boy will remember it all of his life." Cypress smiled at that revealing crystal white teeth. "Have you ever been with a virgin boy?" I nodded my head then asked if he was virgin and the little darling nodded his head. I felt my cock start to swell at the notion. "I've had fingers in my butt but not any cocks. My friends and I haven't done anything like that but we been talking about it." "And you've decided that you want to go there but you want someone with experience to do it." He nodded his head. "You really understand don't you Kip?" I nodded my head and said that I didn't want to brag but I'd been with quite a few boy virgins and never had a complaint yet. That got a wonderful laugh from the little hottie. "Avie said that you liked to snuggle and cuddle," I said, "so how about if we start there?" He nodded his head so I slid off the bed and knelt at his feet and untied his shoes, pulled them off along with his socks. I stood and turned off the light but turned the bathroom light on and closed the door down to a crack. I returned to where Cypress still sat, took his hand and led him to the bed. God the whole notion of leading a gorgeous virgin boy to the ceremonial altar made my heart thump. I climbed on, the boy right behind me then turned and lay on my side and he snuggled right up into my arms and lay his head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around him and he draped an arm across my side. We weren't there but for a moment before he snuggled in a little closer and I tightened my arms accordingly. "This is so nice," he said a moment later. Being held by a man is so much better than a boy. I feel sort of protected and safe in your arms Kip." I kissed the top of his head and told him I was glad; that I loved holding a boy because I could envelope him and make him feel safe. He uttered an "mmm" sound and snuggled his head a little. Cypress was wearing his shirt out over his jeans so I found the bottom and slid my hand up between it and the ribbed undershirt he was wearing and gently rubbed his narrow back. The boy began moving his hand on my back as well although more aimlessly than anything else. I gave it a moment then suggested we take his shirt off. His answer was to roll onto his back and when he started to unbutton I stopped him. "Part of the fun is having someone undress you and part of the pleasure is to do the unwrapping," I said. Indeed, unwrapping a boy for the first time is a glorious experience. I rubbed his chest for a moment then started at the top button and worked my way down. I maintained eye contact and Cypress didn't shy away from it. He was wearing a crystal white wife beater, and once I had the shirt opened I rubbed his chest on the outside of it. Cypress watched my face the entire time and like I was doing, his eyes were roaming over it as if to commit every feature to memory. His gazed rested on my mouth for a moment so I lowered my head slowly, giving him the chance to turn his head but he didn't. Just before our lips touched the boy closed his eyes. Of course his lips were soft and warm and inviting. If the boy had ever been kissed before it hadn't been often because his response was unschooled and tentative but respond he did. He moved his lips against mine the same as I was doing. I stopped at about 5 seconds and looked him in the eyes from 6 inches away. "That was nice Kip," he said softly. "I never been kissed before, "cept like by my mom and aunties." He raised his head slightly, indicating that he wanted to more so I gave him more. We did that 3 or 4 times, each kiss lasting a little longer and his lips moving a little more. I slipped a hand up under his wife beater and rubbed his flat belly and his chest, gently grazing his small boy nipples. Cypress finally put his arms around my neck and held me still, opened his mouth, and began kissing me seriously. He finally stopped it and lay back breathing heavily. "Wow," was all he said. I began working his shirt off the boy helped by raising up enough to accomplish the task then we kissed some more. I let my hand move down to the waistband of his jeans and tugged the button open then unzipped his fly and moved the flaps open. I couldn't tell if it was boxers or briefs and it didn't matter really. I moved my hand and let it trail very gently back and forth across his belly right at the elastic waistband of his underwear. Cypress began moaning softly as we kissed, taking quick breaks then going back to it. I allowed the very tips of my fingers to explore under the waistband but not beyond it. We finally broke the kiss and I moved my head in order to kiss and nuzzle in his neck which cause him to shiver and quiver. At the same time I slipped my hand inside his jeans at his right hip and began moving downward and in the process discovered it was briefs. Cypress got the message quite clearly and lifted his tiny butt of the bed to help facilitate the unwrapping. I moved from side to side, inching his jeans down, every so careful not to touch his cock. Once they were down we went back to kissing and I to rubbing his chest, belly and down onto his legs, coming up on the inside of his smooth tender thighs but again, avoiding his crotch. The next time we broke the kiss Cypress made his first request. "Touch me there Kip, please, I need you to touch me." That said I simply placed my hand on the outside of his briefs and came in contact with his boyhood charms for the first time. Cypress grunted, sighed, and thrust his hips up, pressing his raging hard boner into my hand. I gripped his cock and felt a solid 4 plus inches of hard flesh. Cypress then kissed me hard on the mouth and shoved his tongue into it and I forced mine to join in the battle as I felt the young boy up. I cupped his balls through fabric and got another grunt. I finally broke the kiss. "I think it's time to get you a little more naked baby boy." He nodded his head, his eyes practically closed from being in a fog of hotness. I moved and began working his jeans off. I left the white briefs, the front tenting out from his boner and went for the wife beater, Cypress helping out but allowing me to do the work. Once that was done the adorable young thing said that he wanted to get me undressed too. "Part of the fun is the unwrapping," he said with a melodic giggle. On his knees facing me we got my t-shirt off then he hooked his fingers in the waistband of the shorts so I lifted my butt and Cypress tugged them down, revealing my briefs and my evident arousal. "Wow those was way bright Kip," he said. "Your cock is so big in there too." The boy reached out and took hold of my cock and squeezed up and down the length of it then, like I had done, he cupped my balls. I reached over and rubbed on his thigh and reached for little stick in his briefs. He started to take my underwear down but I stopped him. I took his hand and tugged Cypress to me and directed him to lie on me. We managed to get him situated so that our cocks were more or less side by side. "Your body is so warm Kip," he said, his face inches from mine. He wiggled a little bit pushing our boners together and gently humped against me. "I'll show you how to do that naked and with lube or soap. You're gonna love it." I pulled his head down and we began making out again and as we kissed I put my hands on his back and rubbed up and down then finally cupped the cheeks of his tiny butt. I swear that if Cypress' ass was more than 10 inches wide I would have been flabbergasted. "I love your butt baby boy," I said after we broke the kiss. "I'm glad Kip. I can hardly wait to play with yours too." That said we kissed some more and I slipped my hands in under the waistband to feel his flesh for the first time. God it was glorious. My hands completely held his entire butt and the thought of stuffing my hard cock between those fleshy pillows made it throb. "How do you feel about having your cock sucked Cypress," I asked after we finally came up for air. The boy grinned and nodded his head. "Why don't you slide up here and straddle my chest hot boy." As he did that I moved so that I was a little more upright. Cypress got into position, his tenting briefs right in front of my face. My heart was beating rapidly at the notion of blowing this beautiful young boy. I took a second to admire how his belly sloped down into the red lined waistband of his briefs, the 2 distinct creases at his hips, deep enough that one could almost look down into the little valleys. I leaned my head in, noticing the slight damp spot where his cock head was, thrilled that the youngster was making sperm. I captured it in my mouth, let my tongue register the wet spot and blew my warm breath through the fabric and heard the boys' audible response above me. I did the same for his balls and got another heavy sigh. But the time had come for the final unveiling and I was more than ready for it and so was Cypress. I hooked my fingers in the waistband, pulled out and then down, dragging the garment halfway down his thighs then just stared. Cypress was as beautiful as any naked boy I'd ever seen. His young boner moved slightly with each beat of his little heart. The boy was a good 4½ inches long and like his cousin was uncircumcised, his swollen cock head fully exposed. Below his wonderful boy boner hung an equally dark skinned sac that held his reproductive juices, his creamy young boy goodness which I fully intended to extract and hopefully many times before our date was over. His balls were fully dropped and hung loosely in a completely hairless bag. At the base of his cock I could see small hairs trying to grow, not unlike some of the plants in the barren hot country around me. I put my face in and nuzzled him, drawing in the wonderfully exotic fragrance of a young boy just into puberty. I licked his balls a little, then licked the base of his shaft before turning my head and capturing lengthwise in my mouth. I finally stopped, pulled the rampant organ down, and put the end of it in my mouth. "Oohhh," Cypress moaned and gasped. I put my hands on his butt and encouraged the boy to fuck my mouth, which he caught on to right away. I let my hands roam up into the small of his back and down onto those delicious little butt cheeks then did the trip again. I finally pulled one hand free and cupped on his smooth balls and gently tugged and squeezed. Cypress sighed and moaned again. I stopped him from moving and sucked his foreskin up over his cock head and worked on the little nipple of flesh, my tongue working at the little opening. When I peeled it back I used my lips to replace it and got more moans from the little god. I finally stopped. "How about we get you all way naked baby boy." Cypress moved from above me, rolled onto his back and peeled his briefs all the way off and threw them on the floor then rolled into me and we went back to making out, full on mouth kissing and tongue fighting. His hand sought out the front of my underwear and the boy felt my cock up and down and fondled my balls. He finally stopped and rolled away. "I really want to see your cock Kip."