Date: Thu, 4 Apr 2013 08:01:12 -0700 (PDT) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Getting A Foster Kid III "Have you got him to suck your dick yet Tanner?" We were running warm up laps for PE and of course the boy asking the question was my friend Joey. It seemed like every other day he was asking if I'd done anything with Gillette and every day I told him no. This day was the Monday after my dad had gotten home and of course after my first and only encounter so far with my foster brother. "No Joey," I responded, a little breathily. "Have you even seen his dick or let him see yours? I'll bet he'd love your big fat cock," my friend said, almost drooling. I just shook my head and kept running. "I fucked Henry 3 times this weekend Tanner. Fuck, his ass is so fucking tight. He sucks my cock pretty good now too. The kid is a sex fiend I'm telling you. You really should come spend a weekend with me and fuck him. I know he'd let you, he's cock crazy." Henry was Joey's cousin and he'd been trying to get me to fuck the boy since he'd started fucking him some months before but I had resisted. I'm not sure why exactly. Maybe it was because I didn't trust Joey to keep his mouth shut about it, to keep it our secret; I was positive that he'd feel the need to tell someone and I didn't want that. Now there was another issue and that was Gillette. Okay, I'd only sucked his cock and he'd sucked mine but still, I felt like I'd be cheating on him somehow. I had really enjoyed the stuff that Gillette and I had done, a lot. I was more than willing to do more with him and even though he had said that I wasn't at all like the boys in his foster home I still didn't feel comfortable making any moves on him and since he hadn't made any on me I figured maybe he was having second thoughts about it. When I had gotten up the next morning I had padded into the bathroom and done my morning stuff while he still slept. When I came out he had woken up and was lying under the covers. He watched me drop my towel and pull some briefs on but all he saw was my butt because I hadn't turned around. Again, I just wasn't sure. I grabbed a clean t-shirt and pulled it on and turned to face him as I pulled on my cutoff jeans. "I'm gonna head downstairs and see if dad's up," I said and he muttered an okay in response. That said I headed away from him. I found my dad in the living room with coffee and a newspaper. He greeted me warmly and set the paper down in order to give me his full attention. We talked about sports, about the ranch and any problems that had come up that might need his attention. Then he asked about Gillette. "How are you two getting along son? It looked to me like things are okay but are they?" I nodded my head. "He's a nice kid dad. He hasn't been any trouble at all. He cried himself to sleep almost every night the first week he was here but he did it after he thought I was asleep. He's never really talked about it. He told me a little bit about the foster homes and boys that tried to do stuff with him but not much else, like his mom or his dad." At the mention of Gillette's dad my father got a scowl on his face similar to the one that mom had gotten when the twins asked about Gillette's dad so I didn't mention any more about it than that. "Encourage him to get into sports son," my dad said. "Maybe offer to play catch with him or teach him some things." "Are you gonna be around for any of my games this year dad," I asked, the hope in my voice clearly evident. My dad got a sad look on his face. "I can't promise that I will Tanner. There are a lot of things going on in the mid-east right now. Things are escalating quickly, the Mullah's are raging against us and the Brits and I suspect that everyone is going to get kicked out. We're trying to get much wrapped up as possible before the shit hits the fan." That my dad cussed was significant because It was very rare. It alarmed me "Are you in danger dad," I asked. He shrugged his shoulders. "I won't lie to you son but honestly it's hard to tell. I don't think so though." The rest of the family started drifting into the living room so our conversation became less serious. I told him that I had a game on Friday and he said we'd definitely go. I thought about asking dad if he knew anything about the secret passages but for some reason I didn't. It wasn't like I wanted to spy on anyone cuz I didn't. I think I wanted it to be me and Gillette's secret. The county fair was starting that day so mom and the older girls got us fed for breakfast. They prepared snack foods the night before so we were on the road by 9. We stopped in town at the local general store where dad hauled me and Gillette inside. He had the boy fitted with a glove and enlisted me to help him get it conditioned and the like. We were back on the road in short order. It was only 10 in the morning and people were already packing the place. Of course the first person we ran into was Joey. He all but stared at Gillette when I introduced them then asked if I could hang out with him for awhile. My mom didn't want me to, my dad said go ahead then asked if Gillette could go with me. Before I could say a word Gillette piped up. "That's okay Mr. Goin I would rather be with you guys." Dad gave him a curious look but didn't press it. The expression I saw on Gillette's beautiful face was more like sadness. Mom said to go ahead but to meet us at the food tents in 2 hours. Dad gave me ten bucks and said to have fun and didn't tell me to stay out of trouble. I was about as trouble free as any kid could be. As they walked off dad draped and arm across Gillette's shoulders. Gillette responded by putting his arm around dad's waist. I thought about being jealous but only for a second. "Fuckin Christ Tanner that kid is fucking beautiful," Joey exclaimed as soon as they were out of ear shot. "And you're not fucking him. Fuck I'd be tapping that right off the bat." "Give it a rest Joey," I said wearily. "Seriously, you should at least be getting your dick sucked." I turned and looked at my friend. "Knock it off Joey, I'm warning you." He backed up a step with his hands in front of him. Joey knew I could and would kick his ass right then and there. I'd done it before when we were younger and he didn't want any part of that. "I'm just sayin," he mumbled and I retorted with, "Yeah, well don't say shit." We hadn't made it 2 steps when a little group of girls we knew went passed us. "Where you goin Tanner," one of them said and they all giggled. Because of my last name, I'd heard stupid jokes like that all my life. Of course I hated it. "Nowhere near you skank," Joey shot back at them and one of them flipped him the bird without even looking back. Like I said, my friend had a big mouth but he always seemed able to toss a snappy comeback, and quickly too. "In your dreams you fat pig," which him earned him another one. "Fuckin bitch Anna is," he mumbled. We ran into a small group of boys we knew so we all hung out, hit a couple of rides and just wandered around like boys our age do. We ended up standing outside a tent that had a sign out front that said MUST BE 18 TO ENTER. A large wood image of a woman in a veil and flowing robes was in front of the tent alongside a brute of a guy with massive arms crossed in front of a barrel chest. He was dressed in billowy pants and shirt and had those slippers that curved in at the toes. He was wearing a bright blue turban, the end of which hung down over his shoulder, big gold earrings and a pointy beard completed the image. He was checking ID's as well as blocking boys like us from getting in. They were like from Arabian Nights or something. "Hey Sinbad, what's the deal, she got like 3 tits or something?" He looked down at us and I mean, straight down. The guy had to be 8 feet tall. "Move along little boy," he said in a deep booming voice. I'd never heard a voice that deep before, it was like the sound when you hit a half empty oil barrel. As we started to move on the smallest guy of our group nicknamed peanut because of his size commented. "Fuck if she looks as good as her poster I'd fuck her." "She wouldn't feel a thing needle dick," Joey said with a snort. Peanut was the least endowed boy of our circle of friends. Joey has nicknamed him Needle Dick the Bug Fucker which of course pissed Peanut off. You'd have thought that Peanut would have learned not to mention fucking if he was within 100 yards of Joey but so far he didn't seem to have figured it out. "Fuck you up your ass Joey," Peanut retorted. Joey said he probably wouldn't feel it any more than the mystery beaver would. We continued to roam, Joey passing comments like he was on the nightly news or something. It finally got time for me to meet the family so we headed toward the food shacks where we found them gathered and starting to sit down at an empty table. "Goddamn," Joey commented as we approached the table. I knew he was commenting on Gillette again. "I'm swear gonna pound your ass Joey," I said in a menacing voice. "Promises, promises Tanner; I'm game if you are," he snapped back referring of course to something totally different than I was. "I wouldn't fuck you with Sammy's dick," I replied with an oft used comeback. "It's because Sammy doesn't have a dick." That of course garnered a fuck you from Sammy which only started the whole round of comments over again. "I'll see you guys later," I said. "You got any money left go grab something to eat Tanner," my dad said when I reached the table. It was only then that I noticed a giant stuffed tiger sitting on the bench on the other side of Gillette. Noting that I saw it one of the twins clarified. "Gillette won it," she said with apparent glee, stealing someone else's thunder, as usual. Dad told me to get something to eat and I'd hear the story afterwards. I got a foot long hotdog, loaded, with onion rings and a coke and headed back to my family who made room for me across from Gillette but farther down the table. "So what's the deal," I asked around a mouthful of hot dog and mom told me not to talk with my mouthful. My 11 year old sister said that Gillette had won it throwing balls at the bottles referring of course to the 3 bottles stacked in a pyramid. I had tried that game before and never won anything. Gillette won 4 times in a row, knocking all the bottles down on his first throw, then the barker offered him the tiger if he wouldn't play anymore. "He's a natural Tanner," my dad said, "That boy needs to be pitching." My dad made a pistol with his hand and shot it at Gillette, a huge grin on dad's face. Gillette seemed embarrassed by the attention. I didn't comment but kept right on wolfing down the food. Small talk went on around me except for Gillette who remained quiet. I glanced at him a couple times and saw that he was watching me mostly and when I caught him he turned his head away. I wondered what the hell was going on with him. We finished eating then wandered a little while longer before heading to the van and going back home. The fair wasn't real big like the state fair so it wasn't an all-day thing and we didn't particularly want to watch the rodeo stuff. The rest of the week went along as usual; school, sports, chores. I stayed up later than usual talking with my dad and Gillette was always in bed asleep when I got upstairs. He had put his tiger in a corner out of the way and I smiled every time I looked at it. I was proud of Gillette for having won it but hadn't said anything to him because we didn't seem to be around each other much and with dad home I was always preoccupied. I had my first game of the season after school a couple days before dad had to leave and of course the whole family was there to cheer me on. We won because I hit a home run with 2 on base. I was the hero of the game which vindicated me for the error I had in the bottom of the 6th that had allowed their runner to make third base and eventually score, putting them up by 2. Needless to say my dad hugged me and praised me and made a huge deal about my part of the game. "I think Gillette's feeling left out," my dad said the next day, his last day home. "I would really appreciate you're spending time with him son." It was, a conversation dad I were having as we drove the property, Gillette having elected not to ride with us. I told my dad that in all honesty since he had been home my attention had been focused on him and Gillette seemed to hang out in the shadows. "It's not like he's going out of his way to interact with me either dad." My father nodded his head in understanding, seemed caught up in thought for a moment then said. "Look son, I'm going to tell you something and I expect it to be kept in absolute confidence. Can you promise that?" I nodded my head. "Gillette's father, Jack, was a friend of mine, a roommate in college. It wasn't like we were best friends but we got pretty close. Your mother and I used to double date with him and Gillette's mom on a regular basis. I didn't find out until much later that he'd been abusive to her and to Gillette when he was little. She eventually left him and got a restraining order against him. He continued to come around and to contact her and to her credit she reported it every time. Jack eventually went to prison for a few years because of it, got out. Although she wasn't sure, Gillette's mother thought she saw him following her which of course constitutes stalking. The latest report was made to the police a few days before she died according to your mother. The evidence shows the fire was arson and there is every reason to suspect that Jack was involved in the fire and the police want him for questioning but can't locate him. He is also wanted for parole violation. As far as I know, Gillette has no idea about the stalking or that his father is a suspect in the murder of his mother." I nodded my head in understanding. Fuck, that poor kid. "I'll try really hard dad, I promise." He reached over and ruffled my hair and said he knew I'd step up to the plate. We got back to the house and my mother asked if Gillette had gone with us and we said no. "That boy disappears for hours sometimes Fran," my mother said to dad. His name was Francis, which he hated, and went by Fran for as long as I could remember. Dad looked at me and I tried to appear as concerned as mom was but I think dad saw right through that. "I wouldn't worry about it honey. Boys do that sometimes and I think that with Gillette it's probably a way for him to be alone. He grew up as an only child and let's face it; private time in this household is a precious commodity. As long as he isn't harming himself just keep an eye open." I went inside, straight up to my room and went into the closet. I popped the hidden door and saw the light was on so I knew he was here somewhere. Being as quiet as I could I walked the entire passageway all the way out to the barn and back with no sign of Gillette. That's when I got worried then I got okay. I figured that maybe he'd gone out through the barn and was outside playing one of his exploring games. When I peeked out of the small cracks in the closet door Gillette was laying on the bed, curled up and seemingly asleep. I came out as quietly as I could and he didn't move although I could see his body move from his breathing. I went downstairs and told my parents he was asleep on our bed which garnered a knowing look from my dad to my mom who only shrugged her shoulders and went on with preparing dinner. During dinner I tried to make eye contact with Gillette but he avoided me, looking almost everywhere else but where I was. It was my dad's last night in town so we stayed up late visiting all except for Gillette who went to bed early after saying goodnight to dad. My dad hugged him tightly and I could see that the cute young blonde boy was hugging him back just as tightly. When I finally went to bed Gillette was sound asleep, or so I thought. Taking a bit of a risk I snuggled up to him and lay my arm along his side, my hand resting on his shoulder. Gillette took it and pulled it over his side and held it like before and at the same time he pushed his body back into mine, his slender little butt against my softened cock nestled in my underwear. My heart started beating a little faster and I knew that I would get a boner if I didn't move away which I did, and didn't, want to do. I loved holding Gillette like that; it seemed so, right. "You didn't do anything with me all week Tanner," he said softly. "Did you feel bad about what we did, or guilty or something?" I was a little stunned at his question. "No," I responded quickly. "I thought you did. I thought you didn't want to and because of what happened with those other boys I didn't want to be like them." Gillette pulled away from me, reached over and turned on the little night light on the bedside table then rolled over moved back in so we were face to face, the bulges of our crotches barely touching. "You could never be like them Tanner not even if you tried to be. You're not like them at all except you have a dick. I loved what we did. I wanted to do it again every day but it seemed like you were, I don't know, avoiding me or something." I told him I hadn't been avoiding him. Yes, with my dad home; I was pretty much wanting to be with him, to give dad my attention and stuff but that didn't mean I didn't want to be with Gillette because I did. I let him know that he hadn't exactly gone out of his way to interact with me. He said he didn't want to interrupt my time with my father. I also reminded him that he had been asleep every night when I came to bed and he told me that he'd been awake, waiting for me to do something but I hadn't even hugged him. "Tanner, I think you're the coolest boy ever. I don't have any family left and now I think of your family as mine because I don't have anything else. And maybe families aren't supposed to do this stuff with each other but I want to. I want to do stuff with you Tanner, I want you to hold me and do all those things we did and even other stuff like putting your cock inside me. I want you to love me because I love you, and not just like a brother." My heart stopped, then it started again even faster than it had before. This adorable boy in my arms wanted me as a lover and the thing was, I wanted him as a lover too. Before I could really do anything Gillette planted his mouth against mine. He pressed hard, almost bruising my lip, his mouth forced mine open and his tongue was right there fighting with my tongue. Without taking his lips from mine he maneuvered me onto my back, raised his body above mine and straddled my leg, bringing his knee up to press against my balls, although not in a painful way. His arms were around my head, holding me, and I could hear the boy moan. I actually felt his cock go from soft to hard against my thigh and it only took seconds. My hands went around Gillette as if by reflex and began moving up and down and side to side. They moved down onto his butt and for just a second I thought about how narrow it was; how much it was like a little boy but I didn't dwell on it, I just enjoyed it. I kneaded his flesh through his underwear then moved one hand up to ruffle through his hair as we kissed. He broke the kiss, breathed deeply then went back to kissing me but it wasn't just kissing. He sucked on one of my lips for second, ran his tongue over my upper lip and my teeth, he sucked on my tongue as if it were a cock and all the while he moaned softly, his fingers played in my hair. Needless to say I had a boner from hell just as quickly as he had and almost to a point of it hurting. I bet we kissed for 3 or 4 minutes but it seemed like an hour, but it was still a world record for me. "Take my underpants down Tanner," he said after finally breaking the kiss for good. As he said it his hand had gone down to the front of my briefs to fondle and squeeze on my cock and my ball. It was only a second before the hand went to the waistband of my briefs and he was tugging at it. Gillette moved onto his knees in order to facilitate the stripping of both of us although we didn't strip completely, we only got our clothing down far enough to free up our boy stuff then he pressed his body back against mine and gently pushed his rock hard cock against me again. "That isn't going to work, I need to be naked and I need you to be naked." He rolled off of me and quickly pulled his knees back and slipped his underwear off and tossed them on the floor and by the time he rolled back to me I was totally naked too. This time he climbed on me, both legs between mine, and gently settled his body down so that our cocks were side by side. Once there he wiggled in a little bit to ensure we were snug then kissed me again although it wasn't like the time before. When he finally broke it he moved his head to the side and started kissing my neck. Fuck, it tickled like mad but it felt so fucking good that I wanted him to stop but not stop. I heard myself moan as my body shivered and my hands went straight to his head to sort of hold it. I wanted to suck on Gillette's cock really bad, more even than I wanted him to suck on mine so I told him that. "Fuck Gillette, I've gotta suck on your cock. I'm dying to suck you." I almost sounded desperate and later would realize that was what it felt like when I was mega hotted up. To his credit the boy seemed to understand my need and instead of just rolling off of me and laying there like a dinner plate he slid up my body but he stopped way before he got there. He moved his butt around a little bit until he could get at my cock then lifted it, moved his body a little more and started rubbing the head against his puckered little butt hole. "I want you inside me Tanner. Not right now, maybe not even tonight, but soon. I don't know why but I need it." All I could say was okay. I didn't realize how much I wanted it too until he actually said it. Sure I had thought about it, had thought about fucking, what boy doesn't, but not specifically Gillette. Now it was different and I felt the kind of need that he was telling me he had. He went back to moving up until he was straddling my chest, his boner almost in my face. Then he did something that surprised me. He was holding his cock and he began rubbing the head along my cheek, onto my nose and around my lips. He was sliding his foreskin back and forth over the head as he did it. I didn't know if he was teasing me or what but honestly, it didn't matter because it felt right. He finally held it to my open mouth and slipped it inside, letting go as soon as my lips were wrapped around it. Both of my hands went to his butt once again and I kneaded the fleshy orbs and encouraged him to fuck my face. "I love having you suck me Tanner," Gillette said softly in a husky voice. I would have loved to respond but my mouth was full and I didn't really want to stop sucking him. I explored his foreskin when I could, sucking it into a nipple. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes and I reveled in the feel of him in my mouth, the taste of him against my tongue. "It's starting to tickle again Tanner; I think I'm going to have those good feelings." I kept sucking him, kept licking his cock head when I could. I moved one hand between his legs to play with his smooth soft balls. "Oh gosh Tanner, oh gosh oh gosh," he moaned then I felt his body stiffen then shake gently. I knew I had made him cum. I kept on sucking him, his foreskin fully retracted, playing with his ass and his balls until he started to giggle like crazy and pull away from me. Gillette slid down far enough to be able to kiss me again and he did so. "Oh man Tanner that was so amazing," Gillette said then let his face rest against mine. I had wrapped my arms around him and was holding kind of loose like. His cock was still hard and pressed against me. Gillette slid his hand down and found my cock and stroked me a couple times the let go and felt on my balls and cupped them. "I so love how your stuff feels in my hand Tanner. It makes my heart beat fast and makes me get butterflies in my stomach. It feels even better when I have my mouth on it." That being said the adorable blonde cutie slid away from me and moved his upper body down, then stopped at my chest. "Did you know that your nipples are really sensitive Tanner," he asked me. I thought I saw a bit of a glint in his eyes, like he knew something I didn't. I shook my head. Gillette then rubbed his fingers back and forth across the little nubbin then pinched it a little bit causing it to harden. It felt pretty good. "I wonder what it feels like to have them sucked on." As the question died away from his mouth his head was already moving closer and a second later his mouth closed down over it and a wave of pleasure shot through my body. One hand went straight to Gillette's shoulder. "Does it feel good Tanner," he asked as he looked at my face. I gulped and nodded my head. Gillette lowered his head and put his mouth over my nipple again and started sucking it. The feelings were incredible, like nothing I'd ever quite felt, and seemed to vibrate out away from my nipple and across my chest. He worked at the hard little nubbin with his mouth, his tongue and his teeth, although gently. I had no clue my tits could be so sensitive and Gillette showed me all of it before stopping and sliding down further on the bed. Gillette licked and kissed his way slowly down my belly, stopped at my belly button to lick that nubbin too. As he did it his right hand moved down onto my thigh then came back up along the inside of it. He turned his hand to cup my balls but kept on moving, tugging my sac along with his hand until the skin was stretched as far as it could go. He gently let my nuts fall back down and grasped onto my cock and slowly stroked it. "I love your balls Tanner. They're so soft and so big." I my balls too and I loved it when he felt them The boy moved again, kissing down the slope of my pelvic bone and detouring around my cock, which he had moved to one side, to nuzzle his lips in my pubic hair. "Your hair is so soft Tanner," he mumbled as he kissed his way down alongside my balls and kissed the one closest to him. Gillette then turned his body so that he was facing me and it angled more toward my head than to the side. I could see his raging hard cock hanging in the air and his balls spilling onto his thigh. He licked at my balls, then up onto the base of my cock and upward along the shaft. He had to rise up on an elbow in order to reach the head and when he did, he licked all over the sensitive underside of it. "I love your cock so much Tanner," he said in a husky voice then licked all around the rim of my swollen flesh before lowering his head and closing his mouth over it. "Oh god Gillette," I moaned as he lowered his head and raised it back up again. His tongue worked on my cock head as he suckled and his lips gripped the shaft. I reached up and touched his balls and Gillette moved his leg up and planted the foot on the bed to allow me access to his boy parts. I loved how soft his balls were and how they felt in my hand and as I moved up to grasp onto his cock I had an overwhelming urge to suck him. "Move closer Gillette so I can suck on you too," I told him. The boy did as I asked a in a second I had his crotch in my face. I just looked at his stuff for a moment, taking in the sight of his smooth balls and his hard cock. I could see the little seam of flesh that went from his sac to his butt hole and wondered about that, wondered if it had a purpose of some kind. I put my face in close and picked up a pleasant fragrance; the smell of balls and crotch. I'd scratched my own balls then sniffed my fingers plenty of times. Heck I'd even done it with my butt hole and while I could tolerate my butt hole smell I loved the smell of my balls so needless to say I loved the smell of Gillette's balls too. I put my lips against his balls and breathed in deeply then moved my lips around the soft skin of his sac. There wasn't a hair in sight. I caught the loose skin with my lips and tugged gently on it while my hand sought out his stone hard boner and began playing with it. Gillette had continued to suck my cock and play with my balls so I elected to treat him in the same manner. I moved my body a little, pulled his boner down then moved his foreskin again. I was fascinated by it and wished I'd had mine. Then I put my mouth over the red and swollen head, reveling again in the silky texture of it. Once I had it captured I draped my arm over his waist and cupped one cheek of his tender little butt and encouraged him to fuck my face, and he did. I took most of Gillette's cock into my mouth before he pulled back out. My hand kept right on playing with his butt, my fingers trailing along his crack as I squeezed the fleshy orb. I wondered what it would be like to feel his butt hole and wondered what he would think about my doing that. I kind of wanted to look at it too. I'd seen my own butt hole in a mirror often enough but that wasn't the same. "Will you put your sperm in my mouth again Tanner," Gillette asked then went back to sucking me. Then he surprised me by moving his body against mine and forcing me onto my back. Forcing isn't the right word because I went willingly but you get the point. He knelt above me, his legs straddling my face. His beautiful balls hung in the air above me and I couldn't help but admire and them feel them. I kept sucking his cock and Gillette kept fucking my mouth although he did it slow and gentle like. I still had one hand around his waist but moved my other hand up, felt his balls and tugged on them a little before having my finger touch and rub that little seam of flesh. It was quite interesting to me. My curiosity took over and the hand on his butt sort of pulled the cheek open while the fingers of my other hand moved up along that little seam until I got to his hole. I let my fingers explore the wrinkled surface and even poke a little that hole itself. "Oh Gosh Tanner that feels good," Gillette moaned. "Hurry and cum Tanner, I want to feel your sperm in my mouth." Well, those words coupled with the excitement I was feeling about exploring Gillette's asshole helped to take me over the edge. For some reason Gillette took his mouth off my cock just as I started to cum and I felt the first squirt shoot up my cock and fly out. I heard a slight yelp from Gillette then his mouth over the end of my cock again sucking for all he was worth. I loved the feel of his butt hole and the feel of his cock in my mouth and I felt a good 4 or 5 solid jets of sperm shoot up and out of me. Gillette kept sucking and stroking my cock as if to milk every drop that my heavy balls had to offer. I pushed my finger against his hole and while I wasn't really trying to get my finger inside of him, I was, if that makes any sense. A second later I felt his cock thicken against my mouth and knew that Gillette had cum a second time. I sure wished he was making sperm. I wanted to have his sperm in my mouth, just as he wanted mine. After the feelings died down Gillette rolled off of me then turned to face me; a huge grin plastered on his smooth face. I laughed when I looked at him because a glob of my sperm was hanging from the outside corner of his left eye, down over his cheek bone and headed toward his perfect lips. Apparently the first shot hit him there and equally apparent was the fact that Gillette didn't care. "It's kind of cool Tanner," he said getting up from the bed to traipse into the bathroom to check it out. I admired his tight little butt as he walked away from me. He came back, his cock almost totally softened and the foreskin back over the head, his face cleaned off and crawled into bed with me and snuggled up. I held him close to me, again reveling in the smell of his hair and just his overall body fragrance. "That was so much fun Tanner," he whispered into my hair. I hugged him a little then brushed his hair away from his eyes. "Yeah, I thought so too," I whispered back at him. Then he moved and looked into my eyes from less than 8 inches away. "I will never, not want to be sexy with you Tanner. If that should happen I'll tell you, okay? You're not like those other boys and I don't know how many times I can tell you that. Any time you're feeling hot and sexy just tell me, or start doing something. I promise it'll be okay." I nodded my head, my little heart swelling at the notion that this beautiful boy was willing and even wanted to have sex with me. God, I was a 14 year old boy; I was horny all the time and could probably spend days naked with Gillette if the opportunity provided itself. He lay his head back on my chest and snuggled in a little tighter and I held him a little tighter. A hand roamed back and forth and down his back then onto the glorious orbs of his tiny little butt. "Fuck I love your ass Gillette," I said in a husky voice. "You got an awesome butt." The boy giggled in his high melodic voice. "I can tell you like it Tanner and I'm really glad. You got a nice butt too." He was quiet for a moment then went on. "I really liked it a lot when you were rubbing on my hole and poking at it with your finger." Then he moved again and looked me in the eyes. "I really, really want you to fuck me Tanner. I can't explain it but I seriously want your cock in my butt and I want your sperm in me. I've never wanted that before but now I do but I only want you in me." My cock throbbed at the notion of being buried deep inside Gillette's body; moving in and out of his tight butt hole, loving him in the most ultimate way that I could love him. I wanted to fuck Gillette as much as he wanted me to fuck him. It made my heart beat even faster and he noticed that. "Gosh you must really like the idea of putting your big hard cock in me Tanner. Your heart is almost racing." He looked up at me. "Do you want to Tanner; do you really want to fuck me?" I could hardly speak but manage to squeak out a "Yes." He lay back down and snuggled in for a third time. We lay there quietly just breathing then I thought about something. "How did you know about nipples being so sensitive," I asked him. He told me that once he had to pee really bad but had to hold it for much longer than usual. When he finally did piss it made his whole body go shivery, almost like the good feelings he got when cummed. "I could feel a difference in my nipples so felt on one which made me shiver a little more. That's how I found out about em. They hard in the shower sometimes too," he added. It seemed reasonable so we lay there quietly, me rubbing his back and his hand resting gently on my shoulder, his fingers trailing along my neck. Then I thought of something else. "Where were you this afternoon? Mom said you were gone so I went through the secret passage way but you weren't down there anywhere." Gillette moved away from me again, and again, he looked me right in the eyes. "You. Are. Not. Going. To believe. What's down there Tanner."