From: fanchaph@news.delphi.com (FANCHAPHAW@DELPHI.COM)
Subject: BRYCE-1   (boy/boy)
Date: 25 Oct 1994 05:36:55 -0000
Organization: Delphi Internet Services Corporation
Summary: Minor Male Homosexual fiction story

FAN CHA PHAW PRESENTS:
 
BRYCE
 
The following story is by new Fan Cha Phaw author Mitchell St. 
John. 
 
This story consists of homosexual fiction, involving boys. If this 
type of story offends you, or your community standards, exit now 
and do not continue reading.
 
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Fan Cha Phaw does not condone the actions or activities of the 
actors in this story. All characters are fictional. 

Fan Cha Phaw does not advocate breaking of any laws known to 
mankind.
 
 
 
 
 
BRYCE
Chapter 1
 
by Mitchell St. John
 
Bryce Johnson was cute, dark-haired, brown-eyed, and 
somewhat tall and lanky for a boy who was, just barely, sixteen. 
After getting out of school for the summer, his parents  bought 
him a Metro, he had gotten his driver's license, and started his 
summer job bagging groceries at the local supermarket. He had 
been on the sophomore soccer, baseball, and basketball teams, 
and he was an Eagle scout. He was clean cut and good-natured, 
and anyone who saw him would have thought that he was the 
"All-American" boy. But not quite. 
 
Behind this charming facade of middle-income youth obscurity, 
Bryce kept his secret. He was, he had to admit to himself, a 
pervert. He spent his days thinking and dreaming about boys 
younger than himself...what it would be like to see them naked, 
and be naked with them...such thoughts were in his head all the 
time, and they were constantly giving him goose bumps and 
erections. 
 
The goose bumps would go away after a few minutes, but 
sometimes the erections stayed for hours...until, at last, Bryce 
would run up to his room and, breathless with anticipation, dive 
onto his bed, shove his pants down, and masturbate to orgasm. 
 
The thoughts always took on a strangely lucid quality when he 
was ejaculating, and he got kind of a buzz in his head that he 
really liked. After three summer weeks of lusting after boys he 
saw in the market, all tanned and looking beautiful in their shorts 
and tee-shirts, he found that the buzz happened just by looking at 
a boy, especially if the boy were real cute.
 
"God," Bryce gasped, as he flopped onto his bed after an 
especially busy day at the market. He had seen the cutest little 
brown-hair boy earlier in the day. The boy was seven, possibly, 
eight, and had beautiful tanned cheeks that beamed on his smiling 
face. He had smiled a lot at Bryce, and Bryce had smiled back. 
The boy's brown eyes were so incredibly soft and sensuous 
looking, and his red lips were kind of pouty and moist.
 
Bryce got off the bed and went to the dresser. He pulled a pair of 
"size eight" underwear out of the middle drawer. 'Good thing I do 
my own laundry', he thought to himself, as he returned to the 
bed. 'Mom would FREAK if she saw my underwear collection.'
 
Bryce positioned the boy's Hanes under his dick so he could rub 
himself with the crotch of the shorts. He then commenced to 
masturbate, thinking of the boy in the store and of how the boy 
reminded him of the very first time he'd had real sex with a boy, 
three years ago...
 
* * * * * * 
 
It was a sweltering day in early July and the sun felt like fire. 
Bryce, who just turned 13, couldn't stand to be out in it directly. 
It had been a long, hot, and dry summer in Colorado. He was at 
the park, sitting in the shade of a tree. He often came here on 
summer days, looking for boys to play with, or just boys to 
watch. But that day there had not been many.
 
He was about thirty feet from the park's rest room. This was no 
accident. Bryce always went to this same spot, because he could 
watch for boys entering the rest room. If he saw one go in, 
especially alone, he followed.
 
He sighed and idly twisted the grass with his hand. He had been 
there for two hours, and not a single boy had come to the rest 
room. He had only seen a couple in the park. It was just too hot. 
'Maybe I should come back tonight,' he thought, 'When it's 
cooler.'
 
Just then a young lad of about  eight caught his eye. The boy was 
walking down the path to the rest room! He was a fetching young 
lad, brown-hair, and bronzed from the sun. He was only wearing 
shorts. His legs looked smooth and well muscled. His back was  
tan and smooth, and his little belly protruded... just a little... over 
the waistband of his shorts.
 
The boy turned, looking about, and saw Bryce. He stopped for a 
moment and then waved. Bryce sat up and waved back, smiling. 
The boy watched him for a moment, holding his hand over his 
eyes to block the sun. Bryce thought the boy might come over and 
talk to him, but  he turned back and continued to the bathroom 
door. Just as he got to the door and opened it, the boy turned 
again, and gave Bryce a long look, and then he disappeared 
inside.
 
That was all the impetus Bryce needed to get up and run to the 
bathroom door. He stopped for a moment once he got there, not 
wanting to go in so quick and breathless like. He opened the door 
and stepped inside. The door snapped shut behind him. It was 
humid and even hotter inside the enclosed bathroom, and quite 
dark compared to the brightness of the day. For a moment Bryce 
blinked his eyes to get them to adjust to the lower lighting. Then 
he saw the boy clearly.
 
The kid was standing at one of the urinals. His shorts were loose 
around his feet, baring him from the top of his head to his ankles. 
His hand was on his dick and Bryce thought he was peeing, but  
the little boy turned his head and smiled at him, and Bryce saw his 
little hand moving. The kid was jacking off, just like Bryce 
always did.
 
Bryce's legs felt weak, and he felt sort of light-headed all of a 
sudden. He had seen boys in there like that before but they were 
never jacking off. They might shake their little dicks when they 
were finished peeing, but this kid was obviously jacking off. 
There was no doubt about it as the kid turned and faced Bryce. 
His little hand moving rapidly on his three-inch "stiffer."
 
"Hi," Bryce said, with a smile. He walked over to the boy, and 
got down on his knees in front of him.
 
"Hi," the kid said. "I'm Tony." He continued to beat off at the 
same rapid pace, bending his knees a little, breathing hard.
 
"I'm Bryce," Bryce said. "Can I do that to you, Tony?"
 
"Sure," the kid said, after a huge smile. "If I can do it to you too."
 
The lightness in Bryce's head grew. 'Did I hear that right?' He 
wondered. 'This kid wants to play with my boner?' Dimly, he 
became aware that his left hand was unsnapping his own shorts, 
even as his right hand moved towards Tony's little erection. The 
boy's dick was cut, and marvelously shaped. It seemed kind of fat 
for its small size. 
 
Tony took his hand away, and it was replaced by Bryce's. Bryce 
swallowed hard as his fingers touched the throbbing hardness of 
the little boy. Pinching it lightly with this thumb and forefinger, he 
jacked Tony off. He found himself wanting it to do it more slowly 
than the boy had been doing it to himself.
 
The boy stepped out of his shorts. Now he was completely nude. 
"Take your clothes off," he said, in his sexy, husky boy-voice. 
Bryce looked down to the toilet stalls. "Okay," he said, "but let's 
go down there. It's more private."
 
"OK. It smells though," Tony said, as if he had been in there 
many times.
 
Bryce wondered why he had never seen the kid before. "You 
done this before?" he asked, as Tony scooped up his shorts and 
they walked down to the last stall.
 
"Yeah," the kid said, with kind of a shrug.
 
"It's okay," Bryce said, "I like it too."
 
"Yeah?" Tony said, with a smirk. "I liked it when you were 
touching my dick."
 
"We'll do more than that," Bryce said quietly, as they went into 
the stall. He bolted the door shut.
 
"Really?" the kid asked, kneeling down to help Bryce by untying 
his shoes.
 
"Sure," Bryce said, lifting one foot, then the other, so the boy 
could take his shoes and socks off. Bryce doffed his shirt, and his 
shorts fell to his feet and he stepped out of them. He crouched 
down and pushed the pile of clothes to the side, trembling with 
excitement. He couldn't believe he was naked with this beautiful 
boy!
 
"You're really cute, Tony," he said, taking the young boy's penis 
in his fingers again for more pinching and rubbing.
 
"I like your dick," Tony said, looking down at Bryce's rising teen 
tool. "It's big. Can I play with it too?"
 
"Sure, but I want to finish you first," Bryce said. Squatting, he 
was just slightly shorter than the standing boy. He looked up into 
his eyes. "Can I suck on it?"
 
"Yeah!" Tony said. "I love that, it feels super."
 
"Okay," Bryce said. He had played with other boys dicks but he 
had never tasted one before, although he had been thinking about 
it for a long time now. He bent over a little more, settling onto his 
knees, and  took a  long, close look at Tony's erection. It was the 
size of Bryce's thumb, and the engorged head was a dark pink 
color. Bryce closed his eyes, and leaned forward until his lips 
touched the stiff warmth of the little boy hard-on. As he kissed it, 
he felt it kind of pulse against his lips. Wow! He really liked that.
 
Tony rested his hands on Bryce's head as the older boy kissed his 
weenie and balls. He felt a strange urgency inside, like needing to 
pee. He wanted Bryce to hurry and start sucking on it.
 

BRYCE
Chapter 2
 
by Mitchell St. John
 
 
Bryce stuck out his tongue, opening his eyes again, and lightly 
licked the small organ with just the very tip. Tony groaned and 
shuffled his weight back from one leg to the other, but Bryce was 
not in a hurry. He had waited a long time for this, and he wanted 
to savor every moment of the experience. He licked Tony's little 
dick methodically, going from the penis-head all the way down to 
the soft ball sac. He even dug his tongue under the ball sac and 
wiped it against that soft area of skin between the balls and the 
boy's butt hole.
 
Tony was getting more restless and squirmy with every passing 
second. Bryce was in heaven! The kid really loved this, and Bryce 
loved doing it to him. He took one of Tony's balls in his mouth,  
then the other, and then both. He decided that this was better than 
he had ever imagined it would be.
 
He started sucking Tony's throbbing little hard-on from the side, 
holding it ever so lightly with his teeth, running his tongue back 
and forth across the length of it. Bryce reached around and took 
Tony's hot butt in his hands. The smooth warm ass felt 
wonderful. He opened his mouth wider, and let Tony's dick poke 
inside. Tony gasped and held on more tightly to Bryce's head as 
the teen bounced his little dick on his hot wet tongue.
 
Bryce sucked softly at first, rolling the boy's dick around in his 
mouth like a piece of hard candy. It was better than candy! Bryce 
loved how small, hard, and warm it was. Every so often it would 
pulse in his mouth again, responding to some primitive urge the 
boy's body could not, as yet, obey. 
 
He felt Tony's ass begin to clench in his hands as the boy started 
to push Bryce faster, anchoring his hands on Bryce's head as he 
began to pump his stiffer in and out of the throat of the young 
teen.
 
Bryce found that he liked that as much as actively sucking, and 
passively sat for several minutes allowing the young boy to fuck 
his face with growing intensity. It was so hot inside the bathroom 
that soon both of them were covered with a fine film of sweat. 
The boy's dick started jumping in Bryce's mouth like never 
before, and Tony's breaths came in ragged, quick gasps.
 
Bryce took over again, grabbing firm hold of the boy's butt and 
sucking hard, as he felt each wave start to move through the 
tender young dick in his mouth. Tony cried out loud. He had 
never felt anything so good before. He started drooping down, his 
body weakened by the force of his fluidless eruption.
 
Bryce felt like he was flying. The little boy's bent-kneed orgasm 
was heavenly, and the small throbbing dick set off incredibly 
pleasurable sensations in his mouth. He kept sucking until the 
throbbing ebbed, and the boy's dick started to soften. He took his 
mouth off it, and looked at the shriveling, sticky-wet organ. 
 
"Turn around," he asked, "I want to look at your butt."
 
Tony turned as requested, and Bryce found himself face-to-butt 
with the little boy. He leaned close, admiring the perfect shape of 
the little ass-globes, amazed at feeling the heat of it radiating 
against his face. He took one of the perfect cheeks in each hand 
and spread them, revealing the plunge of the boy's crack, and his 
perfect little anal flower. Bryce stuck his tongue out and followed 
the crack from the top all the way down to the hole, his tongue 
licking as it glided down.
 
When his tongue reached the butt hole, Bryce cautiously licked all 
around it. It was sweaty but clean. He licked against the hotness 
of the opening itself, and darted the tip of his tongue inside. 
Gradually, he worked more of his tongue inside the small hole, 
and Tony gasped. 
 
"That feels REALLY good, Bryce." the boy said.
 
Bryce continued to lick, and moved his hand around to Tony's 
front. He smiled around his tongue. The youngster was hard 
again, and he was jerking off. Bryce took over and masturbated 
rapidly as he rimmed the small boy's butt. In a few minutes 
Tony's dick was jumping and twitching again, and his butt hole 
clenched tightly around Bryce's tongue as he orgasmed.
 
"Okay," Tony said, turning back around, "Now I get to do you."
 
"Okay," Bryce said, standing up. He still felt kind of dazed that 
the boy wanted to return the sex. His breathing became shallow 
and rapid as the eight-year-old took hold of his five-inch dick and 
started jacking it. Bryce was super hard, and a little drop of fluid 
leaked out of cock. Tony's head bobbed down, and the youngster 
licked the drop of fluid up with his tongue, scooping the tip of it 
from the bottom of the pee slit to the top. This sent shudders up 
Bryce's bare back. Bryce's eyes were kind of glazed over, and he 
felt like he was dreaming. 
 
Tony wet his lips and kissed Bryce's dick, rubbing his cherry-
red, plump boy-lips against the warmth stiffness of the teenager. 
His tongue darted out, basting Bryce's boner with little mind-
reeling flicks. Bryce moaned softly as Tony's mouth took in one 
of his balls and sucked on it. The boy had obviously done this 
before. He was sucking like a pro. 
 
Tony sucked one ball, and then the other. His mouth was too 
small to suck both together, so he went straight to Bryce's rod and 
took the head, and about an inch of the shaft, in. He licked all 
around the head of the teen's penis as he sucked. He then relaxed 
his throat and let it in deeper. Bryce placed his hands firmly on the 
boy's head and pushed slowly forward. All five inches of his 
member gradually entered the boy's mouth and throat.
 
Tony, having sucked cock many times before, was able to deep 
throat without choking. He sucked on Bryce's dick for all he was 
worth, milking the teen's dick with his throat and mouth muscles, 
keeping it awash in a bath of hot spit that started to leak from the 
corners of his mouth. 
 
Bryce pulled back, slowly, until his penis-head was out of the 
boy's throat, and then plunged it back in. He held it there for a 
few moments, and then repeated it again. Face-fucking the boy 
now, his tempo gradually increased. It became more difficult for 
Tony to keep pace with the penetrations, but he was doing a fine 
job. Spittle flew from his lips, and he gulped for breath between 
Bryce's incoming strokes.
 
Bryce was in heaven. He had never felt anything even nearly as 
good as this. Jacking off was pale in comparison to fucking this 
hot wet throat. He felt urgency begin to build deep inside him, 
until finally he could no longer control himself. He could not stop 
no matter what. With one final lunge, he packed his cock firmly in 
the young boy's throat, and held it there while he came.
 
Bryce groaned as he ejaculated deep inside the little boy. Tony 
tried to swallow, but much of it washed back up inside his mouth, 
causing his cheeks to puff out. Bryce had never cum so much in 
his young life. The volume of ejaculate was so great that some of 
it leaked from Tony's mouth, leaving a white scuddy trail down 
his chin.
 
Tony continued to suck on the teen's cock until its spasms 
subsided, and it started to soften. He then pulled his mouth off, 
swallowed the cum that had pooled in his cheeks, and wiped the 
scuddy trail off sperm off his chin. He licked it off his arm, 
lapping it up like a dog drinking water.
 
"You really like that stuff, don't you?" Bryce said, gasping as he 
tried to catch his breath.
 
"Yeah," Tony said. "Turn around." 
 
Bryce did so. He was delighted to feel the youngster's tongue at 
his backside. Bryce bent over slightly so that Tony's hot little 
licker could get at it more easily. Bryce had only been rimmed 
once before, and he loved the feeling of a warm tongue on his 
asshole. The boy was a good butt-licker. Tony worked his tongue 
all the way into Bryce's ass, and then came out and fluttered it 
across the opening. It was remarkable.
 
"Well, I better get going." Tony said, as Bryce turned back 
around to face him. "If I'm late for lunch my mom will kill me."
 
"If she finds out what you do here, she'll kill you."
 
Tony smirked at that. 
 
"Don't worry, I'll never tell." 
 
He pursed his lips, and Bryce lowered his head to kiss the little 
boy. Their lips pressed together, then opened, and Bryce's tongue 
slipped into the boy's hot mouth, which still tasted of his own 
sperm. They French kissed for a long moment, and then dressed 
and went their separate ways.
 
 
* * * * * * 
 
Bryce sighed as he finished reliving that happy memory, and then 
looked down at the damp puddle he'd shot into the pair of boy 
briefs. 'Eight year olds.' he said happily to himself, 'I wonder if 
I'll ever get another one.' He cleaned himself up, buckled up his 
pants, and went down to dinner.
 
END CHAPTER TWO
 
 
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