Date: Wed, 13 Mar 2013 17:50:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Getting a Foster Kid II

I forgot to mention that this story came from another dream that I'd had. I
won't go into detail except to say that it was pretty powerful.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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Gillette looked at me with a strange expression on his face so I repeated
the question.

"You don't know about it," he asked and I shook my head. "I'll show you,"
he said and slid out of bed. I followed him to the built in closet on the
wall across from the foot of my bed. It really was just a tall space with a
pole to hang clothes from and a plywood door. With the exception of 5 small
grooves cut into it like rays of sunshine, the door was just like the rest
of the cupboards. Gillette pushed the clothes and hangers to the right side
of the closet then felt up along the wall, standing on his tip toes. Then
to my surprise the back wall of the closet moved to the right just a
skosh. Gillette slipped his fingers in the crack and moved it open a little
further, enough to squeeze through. He reached in and all of a sudden there
was a dim light in there.

"What the fuck," I said quietly. Gillette squeezed in then encouraged me to
come in. We stood on a small platform above a hole. On the wall a ladder
led downward.

"This goes down to the next floor," he whispered then got on the ladder and
started down and I followed him. At the bottom he whispered in my ear and
pointed to indicate that the very narrow hallway led to a closet in another
bedroom while the other way led to stairs that went down to the main floor
of the house. We elected to go that way. At the bottom of the stairs the
narrow walk way split again. I wasn't sure where I was at but Gillette
did. He indicated we needed to be quiet then headed off in one direction. I
followed behind him, admiring the slender plumpness of his underwear clad
butt cheeks in the dim light. He stopped then squatted down, indicating
that he wanted me to do the same and pointed to a spot in the wood.

"Get close and look," he said into my ear in a very soft and quiet
voice. The feel of his breath and the closeness of him made me shiver but I
did what I was told. I was looking through a horizontal crack into my dad's
office and our library. I looked back at Gillette whose face was almost
against mine. The boy grinned then said, "Watch." He fiddled around and I
heard a soft click then the wall swung away and we stepped through it into
the room. He then closed the bookshelf, a soft snap indicating that it had
closed. I was fucking stunned.

"Look," he said then squatted down to a shelf that was about knee high,
reached in and felt around the soft click and the section of book case slid
open just a crack. "All of the triggers I've found are either real high or
low like this one. They have little cracks like this one does so you can
see into a room to make sure no one is there or that someone is there if
that's what you're looking for." He was quiet for a moment then said every
more softly,

"That's how and why I saw you after school." I kind of wanted to be pissed
at Gillette but not pissed if that makes any sense. I believed him that he
wasn't really spying and in a way I was glad that he had seen me. Joey had
been bugging the living shit out of me about Gillette. Had I seen his dick,
was he really that cute, has he seen my fat cock, am I gonna get him to
suck me or let me fuck him. Of course none of those things had happened but
his constant going on about it made me think about it more and wonder about
the possibilities. Now that he had seen me naked and sexy it might open
some doors, especially since I'd called out his name. I didn't want to go
there quite yet however.

"So what else Gillette," I asked him. We motioned me to follow him so we
went back into the little hallway and closed the shelf and moved on. We
came to another ladder and went down so then we were under the house. We
had a root cellar, all old farmhouses did. At the bottom Gillette pointed
out that he could go into the cellar in the same manner that we did the
office but he kept moving down a long tunnel that was braced by huge logs,
the ceiling braced by heavy 6x6 cross beams. After a good 200 feet or so we
went up another ladder and came out though a trap door in one of the horse
stalls in the barn. I was completely stunned. I had never known about this,
had never even considered that it might exist. I wondered if my dad knew
about it. Gillette and I walked across the dirt floor and out a back door
into the warm moonlit night.

"This is fucking amazing," I told him. "How the fuck did you figure it out
Gillette?"

"I kind of like hiding in closets some times, ever since I was
little. They're dark and close and I feel safe in there." Of course I
wondered why he wouldn't feel safe but let it go. "I've read about big old
house with secret passages and doorways and stuff which I think is so
cool. So I was in your closet and feeling around the edges of the back, cuz
that's where the secret buttons or triggers are. It was by accident. Once
the door popped open then it was only a matter of following the hallways."

"Where do they go," I asked. He said that they went into closets mostly;
one in my parents' room and at least one of my sister's rooms and possibly
the room that had been my old bedroom but was now mom's sewing room. He
said that when he goes in the hidden passageways he pretended to be a spy
like James Bond or something.

"I was coming back from exploring when you were in the room. I always look
to see if someone is there before I come out; and you were. I didn't know
what to do. You were having a private time and I didn't want to disrupt
it. I thought you would be really mad at me. The only thing I felt I could
do was stay where I was and be quiet. I didn't want to watch you but I
wanted to. It was like I couldn't help it Tanner. I felt really bad, like I
was spying. I still feel bad but if I didn't tell you about it I would feel
worser."

I could tell that Gillette was being totally honest with me and if I
thought about it and switched our places I probably would have done the
same thing; I would have watched him. I put my arm across his shoulders
squeezed just a little tiny bit.

"I guess its okay Gillette. It's kinda embarrassing for me but I'm not mad
at you. I was just thinking that if it had been me catching you like that I
probably would have watched too. Thanks for being honest with me though, I
think that's a pretty big deal." Gillette had put his arm around my waist
and I could easily feel his fingers resting on my hip through my underwear.

"I don't want to lie to you Tanner." We stood there just looking out at the
three quarter moon, feeling the still night air. Finally Gillette spoke.

"Can I ask you a question Tanner?" His voice was low and soft.

"Sure."

"Well, this is kinda embarrassing to me but," he stopped for a second then
went on. "Did you mean what you said when you were doing that thing with
the candle and talking about me doing it to you and you wanting to do it to
me?" Oh boy, that wasn't what I was expecting, although in looking back on
it I don't see how could have not expected that. My pause must have caused
him concern.

"You don't have to answer that Tanner," he said quickly. "It isn't any of
my business." It wasn't that I didn't want to tell him, I did. I just
didn't want to freak him out or scare him. I kinda liked the little guy; he
was a nice kid, a sweet boy and, like I said, he was damn cute. His face
was so smooth, his eyes such a pretty blue and his lips were full and made
me want to kiss them and I have to say I had never ever thought about
kissing another boy, never. But Gillette was different somehow and I had no
explanation for that. Once again the boy must have figured that I didn't
want to talk about it because he started to in his sweet high pitched
voice.

"When I was in the foster homes there were older boys that did stuff like
that with the younger boys. They wanted to do stuff to me too and wanted me
to do stuff to them but I didn't want to. In my first home an older boy
made me watch when he put his thing in a 9 year old boys' butt and did that
to him. He told the boy he was better than any girl and that his ass was so
tight and sweet that he could fuck him forever. The little boy was crying
because it hurt him cuz the boys' thing was so big. Not as big as yours but
still big. When he was done he told me I was gonna be his next fuck. I
helped the little boy clean up after the older kid left the room and there
was white stuff and a little bit of blood coming out of his butt. The older
boy was gone the next day and so was I. I guess the little boy told. In the
second home I was in an older boy made me suck his thing after he sucked on
mine. At the end he put some gooey stuff in my mouth and I didn't like it
very much. He made me swallow it and afterwards told me I was the best cock
sucker he's ever been with. He was really an asshole, more of an asshole
than the boy in the first home."

I was a little surprised cuz Gillette never cursed. Still I didn't say
anything. I was still mulling over his question. "Can I tell you something
Tanner and you won't think I'm weird or anything?"

"Sure," I said quietly. Again the pause.

"I kind of liked it when that boy had my penis in his mouth. His mouth was
so warm and it made me get real hard. I kind of liked having his in my
mouth too even though I didn't like the boy at all, not even a little
bit. His thing was hard yet soft and the end, the head, was sort of silky
feeling. He told me to play with his balls so I tried too and when I
touched them, put my fingers around them I was surprised at how soft they
were too. It was strange for me Tanner. Have you ever done that, had your
thing in a boys' mouth or had one in your mouth?" This time I didn't pause.

"Yeah, I have, a few times. I have to agree with you about what it felt
like because I felt the same way only the boy is a friend of mine so that
sort of made it okay. Not that it wasn't okay, it was, but I mean I did it
because I wanted to not because someone made me do it." Neither of us
talked for a moment and finally I said,

"We should go back up stairs." We reversed our path and after 5 minutes or
so of stealthy walking and climbing we were back in our room. We climbed
into bed and how it happened I'm not sure but Gillette backed into me and
my arm went reflexively around his waist and I held him loosely to me which
encouraged him to back tighter into me. The bulge of my cock was pressed
against his tender little butt and my first thoughts were that I liked
holding him like that. His little body was warm against mine; the smell of
him was strong yet sweet in my nostrils. I was worried that I'd get a boner
and at the same time I wanted him to feel it against him.

"I like you holding me like this Tanner," he said very softly as he wrapped
his arm around mine and held it to his body. "I feel safe and I feel
wanted. I can feel your thing against my butt." He was quiet for a moment.

"Tanner?"

"What," I asked. Again, he paused.

"I don't think your thing would fit in my butt cuz it's so big but I think
I could get it in my mouth. If you wanted me too I mean."

"Go to sleep now Gillette," I whispered in his ear. "We can talk about it
later." I woke some time later to Gillette moving his butt against my
crotch. I was hard as a rock. He then moved his butt away from me, reached
back and felt up my dick, squeezing it up and down gently. He let go and
pushed back into me, moved his little butt around some then stopped. I felt
his body relax and his breathing even out. Christ, I wanted to fuck him so
bad.

I woke up the next morning with Gillette up against me face first, his head
against my chest and mine resting against the top of his, and one leg
thrown over mine. I had an arm around neck and the other draped over his
hip and resting on his butt and one of his hands was placed similarly on
mine. Gillette's crotch was pressed against mine and we were both morning
boy hard. I moved my waist back slowly then slipped my hand down between us
and very gently felt up Gillette's hard cock with my fingers. He wasn't
real big but seemed big enough to me. I pulled my hand back and returned it
to his hip and his butt.

"Why did you stop Tanner," he asked in a barely audible whisper, "that felt
really good." He murmured and snuggled his head and his body against
mine. I held him a little tighter, reveled in the feel of his warm young
body against mine, the feeling of our boners pressed against each other.

"Tanner?"

"What?"

"Take my underpants down. Please." His voice remained very soft, and I
could barely hear it him. I moved my hand to the waistband of his briefs
and tugged gently, Gillette lifting his waist up enough to help out. I
reached underneath to the bottom side and wiggled it down as well and once
the garment had cleared his tender little butt he pushed back against
me. Without his underwear on I could better feel his rock hard cock pressed
against mine.

"Mmm much better," he murmured. My hand returned to his butt, this time
resting against his bare flesh, my fingers along the crack between his
delicious little cheeks. I couldn't help but move my fingers slightly to
investigate his soft flesh.

"Take your underpants down too Tanner," Gillette said and I wouldn't swear
to it but it sounded like his voice had gotten a little deeper. I did as
the boy asked, pushing and pulling to get my briefs down about half way to
my knees. As soon as I took my hand off of them Gillette pushed back
against me, this time our bare cocks pressed against each other.

"Oh yes," he said, "That's way much better." We both put hands on each
other's butts and pulled gently. My heart was beating like crazy, my cock
harder than it had ever been and I was so close to cumming I couldn't
believe it. I wanted to roll Gillette onto his back, slide my body down
along his and suck his cock till his head caved in. Gillette moved his head
and kissed me very softly on the neck then snuggled back in under my
chin. I held him tighter.

There we were, two boys, underwear down around our thighs, both as hard as
any boy ever was or needed to be, hands on each other's butts. I couldn't
speak for Gillette but I would have guessed that he wanted to go in the
same direction as I did, wanted to the same things that I did which was to
explore each other's bodies to our hearts content. And we would have if not
for the pounding on the stairs up to my room and about half way up I heard
Mattie call out.

"Tanner, hurry, get up. We have to go to Fresno, dad lands in 2 hours."
Very few things would have provided the motivation to leave Gillette's
arms, his warm young body, and the promise of immediate further exploration
of said body. My father's coming home was one of them.

"Oh my God, my dad," I said, rolling away from Gillette. I got out from
under the covers, my big hard cock sticking out in front of me like a limb
on a tree. "Come on Gillette, we need to get going." To his credit the boy
got up quickly and I got my first glimpse at his cock, standing tall and
proud in front of his pale body. He seemed okay for young boy, about 5
inches or so long and I could see that he still had his foreskin. His balls
seemed to hang as well and like the rest of him there didn't appear to be a
hair in sight. We both pulled our underwear back into place and I had to
adjust myself because there just wasn't a lot of room when I had a boner.

"What about a shower Tanner?" I thought about it for a second then nodded
my head.

"Come on we'll take one together," I said and headed for the bathroom. Once
the water was hot I dropped my briefs as did Gillette and we hopped in. I
was still almost fully hard and so was Gillette and seeing him up close
didn't help. I quickly rinsed and began soaping and so did he.

"I can't believe how big your penis is Tanner," the boy said as he roughly
washed his own cock and balls. I did mine with one hand and washed my butt
hole with the other. Despite the fact that I was seeing my dad in a couple
of hours my dick was so hard that I needed to jack off.

"Umm Gillette. Have you ever, ya know, beat off?" The expression on his
face told me he didn't know what I was talking about. "When a boy makes
sperm." He still didn't know. "Ya know that creamy stuff that boy shot in
your mouth, that stuff. Boys make it by jacking off, moving their hand on
their dick, like this." I showed him what I meant but he was still
clueless.

"Look, I have to do it or my balls are gonna hurt," and started jacking
off. Then he got it.

"Oh you mean like all that gooey stuff that you shot out onto your belly
yesterday." I nodded my head. "Do you want me to leave?" I shook my
head. On the contrary, I wanted him to watch me, to see what boys did. I
started to cup my balls, close my eyes, and envision what would have
happened if we'd stayed in bed a little longer. It didn't take very long.

"Here it is," I groaned and opened my eyes to see Gillette staring at my
dick and slowly stroking his own cock, sliding the foreskin back and forth
of his swollen red cock head. A second later a thick stream of sperm shot
out and hit Gillette in the belly. It was followed by 2 more equally thick
squirts and from there it was mostly burps of cum that popped out onto the
floor. I continued to stroke but slowed down and milked the rest of it out
of my cock.

"Gosh that's a lot of stuff Tanner. I don't think I can swallow that much."
Gillette had wiped some of my sperm up with his fingers and was going
through the investigative process of sniffing and rubbing it in his
fingers. I was a little shocked that he was even considering swallowing my
cum. "Is this the sperm stuff that makes babies," he asked and I nodded my
head. "When will I start to make sperms?" I told him I didn't know; I was
12 when I first made the stuff, but we could talk about it later because we
had to get going.

"Look, maybe tonight after we go to bed we can jack you off and see what
happens, okay?" He nodded his head. We rinsed and got out, quickly dressed
and 15 minutes later were piled in the van and headed out to get my dad.

I let the twins run ahead to mob my dad and they did. Then the rest of the
girls including mom did it. When he let go of them it was my turn and I ran
the last few feet and slammed into him. Dad lifted me right off my feet and
hugged me just as tight as I was hugging him. I felt tears start in the
corner of my eyes as I held my face into his neck. He didn't let go until I
loosened my grip then he set me down, still hugging me. When he let go I
saw that Gillette had hung back and I was going to call him forward to meet
my dad but dad beat me to it.

"You must be Gillette, come," he said beckoning the boy. Without asking my
father picked Gillette up and hugged him just as fiercely as he had the
rest of us, just as if Gillette was his son and Gillette hugged him back. I
heard my dad tell him he was so sorry about his mother and him as well.

"I am so glad that we get to be your family Gillette, that is, if you'll
accept us." When dad set the boy down I could see both of them had tears in
their eyes. Even my sisters had tears in their eyes over the emotionality
of the situation.

We went to a pizza joint for lunch, talked a blue streak, then chattered
all the way home, at least the girls did. It was hard to get a word in
edgewise. Dad asked how baseball was going and I told him I'd be playing
first base to which he praised me. He asked Gillette if he played any
sports to which the boy answered no. Dad prodded him a little more about it
and found that the Gillette hadn't really been interested in or encouraged
to play sports. Dad said maybe we could talk about it at another time.

At home later it was pretty much the same thing, talk, talk, talk. Dad was
only going to be home for a week which meant that he could attend my
opening game. Gillette seemed to be content to stay in the background but
my dad noticed that and did what he could to draw the boy into the
conversations but with all those freaking women around it was damned
difficult. We started to shut things down for the night so Gillette and I
headed upstairs to our room and stripped down to our briefs. We were barely
undressed when I heard dad call out from the bottom of the stairs that he
was coming up. Gillette gave me a somewhat stricken look but I told him not
to sweat it. Dad came into the room and looked around, noting that it was
in good order, something he'd drilled into me since I could remember.

"So how are you doing son," he asked, plopping down in the armchair. We
talked about my stuff which wasn't much. I was wearing only my briefs, as
was Gillette and dad finally said I was growing up fast, noting the bulge
in my underwear. Dad and I'd had the talk when I was 11 and he had been
quite thorough, covering everything possible including boy sex play. He was
very clear that all of that was normal stuff. When I had asked if he'd done
that when he was a boy he nodded his head but when I asked what he'd done
he said that wasn't important. When he had asked if I was producing sperm
yet I was equally honest and said that I was.

Dad asked Gillette how he was getting by being here and he told dad that it
was pretty awesome. He pointedly asked if the boy had received any sex
education before the accident and Gillette shook his head.

"If I were here I'd do it but I'm not so you can rely on Tanner to give
solid information on that topic Gillette and I encourage you to ask him if
you have any questions at all." Gillette was clearly embarrassed and of
course my dad picked up on it. He went to where Gillette was sitting on the
edge of the bed and sat down next to him and draped an arm across his
shoulders.

"I don't want you to be uncomfortable son," he said to the boy, "but
knowing about that topic is very important, especially in a house full of
girls. Clearly you're growing up and your body is going to start changing
if hasn't already. You're going to get plenty of new feeling, plenty of
urges and surges that might be very mysterious. I trust Tanner to be able
to answer your questions clearly and concisely but you have the
responsibility of asking them. Okay?"

"Yes sir," Gillette mumbled and dad stood up then ruffled his mop of blond
hair.

"It's good to have you here Gillette, good for all of us, and I hope you
decide to stay and be a member of our family." Dad gave me another tight
hug and kissed me on the cheek then did the same to Tanner and as he left
he said,

"You take care of your brother Tanner," and headed toward the stairs.

"I will dad," I called out after him, "I promise." I stood for a moment
watching after him, the most amazing man in my life then turned back toward
Gillette who had tears in his eyes. I went right to him and next to him and
draped an arm across his shoulders just like dad did.

"What's the matter Gillette," I asked him. He started crying softly so I
turned and wrapped my arms around his slender little body and he turned and
did the same to me. Finally he said,

"I miss my mom so much," he said with a sniffle, "but I feel so welcome
here. Your dad called me son and called me your brother." He seemed to calm
down a little. "I always wanted a brother but obviously I didn't get one."
I gently moved Gillette away from me and lifted his head with my hand then
wiped the tears from his face.

"You know what? I've always wanted a little brother. And you know what
else? I think we both got our wish." He thanked me, hugged me, then we
climbed into bed and I turned the bedside light out. Gillette moved in
close and snuggled up to me back first. I draped my arm across his waist
and like before, he wrapped his arms around it and held it tightly to his
body. I was acutely aware of his my cock pressed up against his tight
little butt and hoped to hell I wouldn't get a boner over it. Then Gillette
wiggled it against me and pressed even harder.

"I can feel your big cock against me Tanner," he whispered. "It feels
good." I was a little surprised.

"Well," I whispered into his hair, "If you don't stop wiggling your butt
I'm gonna get a boner." He didn't say anything but wiggled just a little
more.

"Good cuz I already have one." When I said Really Gillette moved my arm and
put my hand right up against his crotch and indeed he was hard as a
rock. Needless to say I started to bone up right away and Gillette felt
it. He moved out of grasp, turned and snuggled back in tightly, pressing
his hard cock against my growing cock. He draped and arm across my butt but
this time he moved his hand under my briefs and rubbed on the flesh.

"Let's take our underwear off Tanner," he said a husky voice so we
separated and quickly got naked then came back together.

"I love you holding me like this Tanner, it feels so good," he mumbled into
my chest. We rubbed and felt on each other's butts for a second then he
moved his waist and reached between us and took hold of my raging hard
cock.

"I can't believe how big it is and how hard it is," he said softly. I took
the liberty of doing the same thing to Gillette and began by feeling up his
cock, exploring the foreskin before I stroked him causing him to sight
loudly. A few minutes later Gillette said,

"You dad said to ask you questions so, will you teach me how to suck your
cock Tanner?" I leaned over and turned the bedside light on and looked into
Gillette's beautiful blue eyes. I was more than willing to teach the
beautiful young boy anything he wanted to know

"Cover your teeth, like this," I said, showing him. I tossed the covers
back and slid down the bed until I was staring right at his hard young
cock. Gillette's lover belly was so totally smooth and flat, his balls
hanging beautifully between his thighs. That thought was weird to be
because I'd never thought of another boys' balls that way but they
were. His cock head was poking out from under his foreskin all of which was
red colored from the blood trapped in there. I'd seen the same thing on my
own cock before was I was all hotted up from feeling sexy.

I took hold of his cock and reveled in the warmth and hardness of him
before sliding his foreskin back to reveal the entire head. I slid it back
and forth a couple of times seeing how it worked because I'd never seen an
uncut cock up close before. In fact I'd only see 1 or 2 before that. I
leaned over his slender body and lowered my head then closed my mouth down
over Gillette's cock for the first time.

Like I said, I'd sucked a cock before but it wasn't like Gillette's and I
can't say what was different, it just was. I loved the silky feeling of his
cock head, the firmness of his shaft, and the overall texture of him in my
mouth. I put my hand between his legs and cupped his balls, reveling in the
satiny softness of the smooth warm skin and the feel of the eggs against my
fingers.

"Gosh Tanner that feels so good," he moaned. Gillette put a hand on my back
and rubbed back and forth then moved down to my butt. "You have such a nice
butt Tanner," he said as kneaded and rubbed my flesh. I felt a sense of
pride that Gillette like my butt and I can't explain that either. I put my
hand back on his cock and stroked it, sliding his foreskin back up over the
head so that I could explore it with my tongue. I poked at the hole with
the tip, sucked the whole thing up into a nipple and wiggled it around with
my tongue. What a fun little toy it was and made me wish that I still had
mine, something I would discover that most cut boys felt.

I finally pulled the foreskin back down and worked just on his cock head,
sliding my lips back and forth over the sensitive ridge. I let my tongue
explore the underside of it which caused Gillette to moan softly. Finally
he said,

"It's starting to tickle really bad Tanner." He squirmed a little as if
affirming his statement. I stopped sucking him and moved up alongside of
him. Gillette's eyes were about half way closed, a look I recognized from
when I looked like that, all heated up and hard as rock and wanting to cum
so bad I could taste it.

"That was amazing Tanner," he said in a quiet but deep voice. "I wanna try
and do it to you." I nodded my head and watched him move down the
bed. Gillette took hold of me and looked me over much like I had done to
him. "It's so big Tanner and so hard and warm. Gosh, does mine feel like
that to you?" I told him his cock was great. I watched him rise up on an
elbow and pull my cock toward him.

"What's that wet stuff Tanner, is it sperm?" I explained precum to him and
that he should take a taste with his tongue just to make sure it was
okay. I watched his pink little tongue snake out and take a swipe which was
really hot actually considering how fucking cute he was. When he lowered
his head and closed his mouth down over my cock head I sighed loudly and
closed my eyes for a second. It was amazing. Joey sucked a good cock but
with Gillette it wasn't about technique it was about Gillette, the adorably
cute boy with his sweet lips wrapped around my favorite body part. I opened
my eyes and watched him for a moment then, since he was perpendicular to my
body, I reached over and rubbed his back a little. I moved my hand down
into the valley of the small of his back then up the mounds of his
delicious little butt.  Christ almighty that kid had a dynamite ass. I
rubbed on the cheek closest to me then let my fingers trail down the
crack. Gillette moved one leg further out so as not to impede my progress
so I continued down, trailing a finger across his puckered little hole and
along his little seam of flesh to the puddle of balls resting on the sheet.

"Oh gosh Tanner," Gillette moaned, having taken his mouth off my cock, then
went right back to it, seeming to suck me even harder. He didn't play with
my balls while he sucked me and I figured that would take some practice. He
finally stopped and started to move back up along my body only his legs
straddled one of mine and his body was above mine not alongside me. When
his face was closer to mine he lowered himself so that my cock rested
against his hip and his rested on mine.

"Gosh I love being with you like this so much Tanner. It's like, it's
something I've missed without knowing what it was I was missing and now I
know. His face was inches from mine and I watched his eyes roam over me
before he moved, rising up enough to put his lips against mine and kiss
me. It was a little weird for me but only for a second. Gillette pulled
away then did it again and that time I actually moved my lips against
his. I didn't have any kissing experience but I sure liked how it felt. His
lips were so soft and felt so good against mine. I let my eyes close and
just went with it. Again, it didn't last long and when he broke it off
Gillette said,

"Your dad said to ask you if I have any questions. I'm really curious to
know how it feels to make the sperm come out or if I even make sperm."  I
smiled at him.

"I think I can help you with that." I rolled him onto his back and took
hold of his raging boner and once again reveled in the feel of him in my
hand. I started to stroke him, sliding his foreskin back and forth over the
red tinged swollen head. Then I let go and got to my knees and moved
between his legs. I took hold of his dick again but this time I also cupped
his smooth balls and fondled and tugged them as I jacked him off. His body
was so smooth and soft and, well, appealing to me. I liked messing around
with Joey but I loved doing stuff with Gillette.

"Oh gosh Tanner," Gillette panted. His eyes were closed then they shot
opened, well, sort of open, then gently closed again. "I can't believe how
that feels Tanner." I watched his face as I worked on him and could see the
result of the familiar spike in feelings that shoots through a boys' body
when he's jacking off. I assume that all boys get the same kind of feelings
that I do and Joey does.

Gillette's hands went to bed to try and grip on the sheet. "Oh gosh Tanner
it's starting to tickle really bad," he panted. I stroked him a little
faster, now using a thumb and fingers technique, covering and uncovering
his cock head rapidly. "Oh gosh Tanner, oh gosh," he all but cried out. I
kept his foreskin off the head not knowing if it would block his sperm or
not, that is if he made any. Gillette was practically crying by then and I
felt his cock swell against my fingers. I watched closed as I kept on
stroking but nothing happened. Gillette was oh goshing all over the place,
his body stiffening and relaxing then all of a sudden a little drop of
clear liquid popped out his piss hole. I had his cock almost straight up so
it sort of sat there for a second.

"Fuck Gillette you did it, you made some sperm. At least I think its
sperm." Gillette's eyes slid open and he raised up to get a closer look. I
kept on stroking but angled his cock toward him slightly so of course his
little droplet started to run. He got a finger up there to catch it and
went through the investigatory process. I slowed and then stopped and
gently let go of his boner allowing it to hang in the air above his flat
belly. I moved back up alongside him as Gillette wiped his cumlet on his
body and relaxed back on the bed. I reached out and rubbed in his chest a
little bit so he turned his head to look at me.

"That was the best feeling I ever had in my life I think Tanner. Is that
what it feels like when you shoot your sperm out, is it like that for all
boys?" I said didn't know but probably it was. He grinned at me and said he
wanted to do it again but first he wanted me to do it.

"Do you want to do it for me Gillette," I asked as rolled onto my back. The
boy nodded his head vigorously and reached out as he moved in closer to
me. Taking hold of my thick cock Gillette started jacking me off
immediately. I sighed and relaxed onto my bed and closed my eyes for
second, just wanting to focus on Gillette's small hand wrapped around my
dick. I felt Gillette's body shift but didn't think anything of it then
felt the warmth of his mouth envelope my swollen cock head. I opened my
eyes and watched the beautiful boy's head bob up and down on my lap.

Gillette stopped and readjusted his body again, this time leaning partially
over my left leg, his body once again perpendicular to mine. His elbow
rested on the bed between my legs, which he was raised up on, and he
lowered his head once more to resume sucking me off. Gillette still had a
boner, his soft balls draped down onto his thigh, both presenting a visual
stimulus for me, not to mention the urge and opportunity to play with
him. I reached down and touched his leg close to his balls then my finger
got there and began fondling the eggs. Gillette didn't skip a beat but
raised his top leg so I could have better access to him.

God I loved how smooth his balls were, how soft the skin was against my
fingers. I finally go of them and went for his dick and pulled it toward me
and began stroking him. I was fascinated by it of course; I couldn't
imagine any boy that I knew wouldn't be. I was looking forward to doing
much more exploration it, of his foreskin and in fact his whole body. I had
really liked kissing him and if Gillette hadn't broken it off I think I
would have pressed my mouth against his and shoved my tongue into his mouth
like I'd heard that people do when they kiss. I sharp peak in feelings shot
through my body causing me to groan and let go of Gillette and just lay
back to enjoy my cock sucking.

"It's getting close Gillette," I informed him. The boy seemed to pick up
speed keeping his mouth over my cock head. "God," I thought to myself, "Is
he going to let me cum in his mouth?" I had let Joey cum in my mouth once,
just as he had let me do the same, and I really liked it. Not the taste of
it, which wasn't all that great, but the seeming control I had over his
body and its reactions, the act of helping him squirt his sperm out with my
mouth. I can't explain it very well but there it was.

Gillette's mouth was focused on my cock head so his lips kept rubbing back
and forth across the sensitive ridge which got me to the sperm point fairly
quick.

"It's there Gillette I'm cumming." The words were barely out of my mouth
before the exquisite feelings of orgasm flooded my brain, my body and then
of course the young boys' mouth. I watched through half closed eyes, the
expression on Gillette's face and in his eyes when my cum started filling
his mouth. I could tell that he was trying to swallow all of it but pretty
soon his mouth opened slightly and my sperm started leaking out and running
down the length of my cock. It was so hot seeing it that I felt like I was
cumming again.

Gillette kept his mouth over my cock head and kept right on swallowing
until there wasn't any more stuff. I finally told him to stop cuz it was
tickling me so bad. He did as I asked but then surprised me by using his
lips and tongue to clean the sperm that had run down my cock. When he was
done he crawled back alongside me and snuggled in close, resting his head
on my chest. I put my arms around him loosely and just held him and found
that I liked holding him like that, especially after cumming.

"I'm glad I didn't do stuff with those other boys, except the boy that made
me do it and I wish I couldn't have but I didn't really have a choice. I'm
glad I got to do it with you first." I told him I was glad too. He was
quiet for a moment then in a softer voice said,

"I'm really glad that I'm here Tanner. I mean, not just with your family
but with you." I felt my heart go out to the boy, not that it hadn't before
but now it felt different.

"You know what Gillette? I'm really glad you're here too." The boy pulled
away from me enough to look at my face.

"Really Tanner? Do you really mean that." I gulped because for just a
second I felt like I was going to cry. So I nodded my head then squeaked
out,

"Yeah, I really mean it Gillette; a lot."

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