Hi folks! Welcome back to my story based on characters from the earlier story Nathan's Nipples. This is Part 5. If you haven't yet read Parts 1 thru 4 you can find them in my story archive here on my Prolific Authors page.
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Gamin Paramour, July 2021
Part 5
"God, Nathan," Alex breathed into my ear, "you fuck so good!"
I eased my cock back into the boy's furthest depths, slowly and steadily as I had been doing for the past nearly ten minutes. I had invented a new thing — as far as I knew — and we were both fully into the long, languid strokes and deep, tongue-swirling kisses.
Alex was supine beneath me, his sweet soft legs locked at the ankles around my back and both arms clutched around my neck, holding me tightly as I gently yet powerfully screwed into him, over and over, in the same deliberate rhythm and with the same firm force. He had already cum once and was simmering just beneath another, while I found myself entirely content with my medium-high level of excitement. I knew I could cum anytime I wanted to just by speeding up a tiny bit but for now I was simply enjoying the ride and Alex's electrified reactions.
"Oh!" I heard from the next couch and glanced over to see Jake pistoning in and out of my Evan's little body at his usual rapid pace, full-depth fucking as he neared his end-game. Evan had started out on all fours, taking Jake doggy-style as the athletic older boy knelt behind him, holding his hips and thrusting carefully.
But somewhere along the line Jake had pushed Evan's face down to the sofa cushion, leaving his beautiful round ass high in the air and wide open for faster and deeper thrusting. As this went on Evan's knees slipped further and further until he was face down flat on the cushion, Jake pounding into him pretty much vertically and no doubt grinding Evan's stiff little cock against the sofa. My boy's latest cry must have heralded this new position and doubtlessly the deepest and most powerful thrusting yet.
"Now Nathan!" Alex cried, his little-boy breath sweet in my nostrils. "Cum with me! Please Nathan, please!"
I shushed him with a crushing kiss and doubled my pace, our hairless skin slapping now as we fucked. Alex groaned into my mouth as his belly tensed and he squeezed me as hard as his little muscles could contract. His hole strangled my cock as he came and in two more pumps I was cumming too. I buried myself to the hilt and we kissed and convulsed and came for what seemed like a long time.
We lay still coupled, Alex still clutching my body and reluctant to release my wilting dick. Once it was soft there just wasn't enough to hold onto and it slithered out of him on its own, and his further kisses were accompanied by a moan of disappointment. I held him as tightly as ever and kissed him deeply, and he responded with his usual full enthusiasm.
On the next couch Jake began vocalizing his own orgasm and Alex grinned into my eyes before turning to witness the denouement. With a final deep plunge Jake began to shake and tense, his muscular ass clenching in four distinct waves. Soon his convulsions slowed and stopped and the tall boy rolled off of Evan to the side.
"Whew!" he said with a grin. "I knew that would be great!"
Evan lay motionless for a moment, then rolled over and looked straight at me. He had a weird expression, not entirely happy, and I was surprised to notice that his dick was tiny and limp. I hurried to his side.
"Are you OK, Evan?" I asked in concern, and he returned a smile that only I would realize was slightly pained.
"Sure, yeah," he replied. "That was great, Jake. Thanks."
That underwhelming reply sounded more like Evan thanking someone who shared his bag of chips at lunch, not thrown him a mind-blowing fuck. Of course by then I was completely aware that Evan not only hadn't cum but hadn't especially enjoyed the sex. I pulled him to me and kissed him and he responded with a much more genuine smile.
Jake seemed entirely oblivious to Evan's mood but Alex noticed and scooted over and joined our hug.
"You guys," he said, "I kind of feel like some private boyfriend time. Is that cool?"
Jake looked at him in surprise, and Alex continued.
"I just want to cuddle up with my Jakey right now, just for a little while. You guys don't mind, do you?"
"But these guys are only here for a few hours, Alex," Jake argued. "We can cuddle anytime."
"I was thinking they might want some alone time, too," Alex pressed, much more aggressively disagreeing with his boyfriend than I'd yet seen. "I thought I'd show them to the spa tub and they could take some bubbles together, while you and me have some fun right here."
"The tub is huge," Jake said. "We could all take bubbles together."
Alex crawled pink and naked as a cherub into Jake's lap, facing him. "Don't you get it, dummy? I need my Jakey right now!"
Jake grinned and flushed pink. "Well," he said fake-modestly, "if you need it you need it."
Alex crawled back off of his boyfriend's lap, revealing Jake's four-and-a-half-inch boner back at full staff already. Actually Alex was hard again too, leaving just me and Evan in the Limp Noodle Club.
"I'll take 'em to the spa and be right back," he said, then with a wink, "Don't start without me!" Then to us,"Better take your clothes along, just in case my Mom comes home early. She wouldn't mind at all about you being in the spa naked — that's how everybody goes — but she doesn't need to know that you walked through the house naked."
Alex led us upstairs to a large bathroom with all the usual facilities plus a gigantic tub with seats molded into the sides and jet nozzles all around. It was already filled with shimmering, steaming water and it overlooked the beautiful grounds through a huge bay window. Along the wall was a cedar door with a glass window in it behind which I presumed there was a sauna. Alex saw me appraising it.
"The sauna feels good for a few minutes but it's not good for sex," he said. "Way too hot and sticky." With a twinkle he added, "Me and Jake tried it, of course. I think we've fooled around in every room of both our houses!"
Alex touched a control panel on the wall and the spa jumped to bubbling life. Evan and I smiled in appreciation.
"My parents used to bring me in here when I was little," he said. "I called it The Bubbles and the name sort of stuck. Jake would come in with us when he slept over, so he called it The Bubbles too."
"He came in naked when your parents were here?" I asked in surprise.
"Yeah," Alex replied nonchalantly. "I told you, everybody goes naked in the spa. Of course he was six years old at the time."
Evan nodded. "Yeah, grownups are OK with nudity when a kid is that little."
Alex grinned. "Yeah, but he also came in naked with us two weeks ago! Got a big hard boner too. He blamed it on the bubbles and my Dad laughed about it."
Evan's brows narrowed and he said, "So you and your parents see each other naked on a regular basis and it's no big deal?"
"Just in the spa."
"But they don't know that you and Jake..."
"No!" Alex insisted. "I honestly don't think they'd freak out about it if they did know, but neither me or Jake are ready to deal with that."
"I hear ya, man," I said, imagining for a second what my Mom would say if she knew. My Dad would be no problem. He'd just get all analytical and scientific about it and go research the statistics on how many gay kids end up happy when they grow up. Mom was kind of prim and proper though. A gay son probably wouldn't fit her image.
Not to even mention the part about underage sex.
Alex showed Evan how to control the force of the jets and the water temperature and hurried off to his date with Jake's stiffie. Evan and I settled gratefully into the soothing water and snuggled up side-to-side, my arm around his slender shoulders. I leaned over and kissed him, receiving a huge smile in return.
"So what was all that downstairs?" I asked. "Was Jake hurting you?"
"No," Evan said. "His dick felt really good inside me, especially at first when I was on all fours. It got a little weird though when he pushed my head down to the sofa. I kinda felt like he didn't want to see my face, like he was only interested in my butt."
"Well, he was behind you," I said. "He couldn't really see your face anyway."
"Yeah, I know," Evan said. I sensed he was searching for better words.
"You didn't cum, did you?" I observed.
"No," Evan said. "I don't always, and it's OK. Sometimes I get into it so much I kinda forget about myself. It's like I'm so focused on the dick inside me I kinda forget that I have one too."
"But that's a turn-on for you, right?" I asked, sort of understanding what he meant. "Focusing on the other guy's dick is exciting and sexy, but just now you didn't even have a boner."
"You're right, Nathan," he said. "Alex and I talked a little bit when we were alone in Benny's Grandma's bathroom. He's a lot like me. We like dicks, holding them and sucking them and having them up inside us. It turns us both on like crazy just knowing that it's a real boy's dick we get to have, and that we're the ones who made that boy get so hard and horny. Their boner means they want us!"
"So what was the problem?" I asked, confused. "Jake wanted you."
"I don't know," Evan said in some anguish. "When he pushed my head down all the way to the couch it felt like he could have been fucking any old hole; a knot in a tree or something. He never said my name or whispered sweet things to me the way you do. Even Tommy and Richie did those things. Jake just pounded away until he got his cum. I didn't feel like he wanted me in particular. I could have been anybody, and that doesn't turn me on."
"But Jake's been talking about how much he wanted to fuck you since the day we met."
"Yeah, but was that just because he thought I was sexy? Was it just my body that made him horny?"
"Only Jake knows that," I said. "And you like it when I say your body is sexy."
"I guess I want to be fucked with emotion that's specially for me. You fuck me with love, Nathan, real love that I can feel all the way down to my toes. And even Tommy and Richie fucked me with feeling. I knew that it was me they wanted to fuck, not just any old butthole. Am I being stupid, Nathan? Am I acting like a silly love-struck girl?"
"No, Evan," I said with all seriousness, "not at all. I guess there are lots of boys who fool around just for fun, to feel good and help each other cum, and that's OK, for them. But you're more sensitive than that I guess, more emotional. You want to have feelings go back and forth between you and the boy you're with."
Evan's beautiful blue eyes softened in gratitude, and I thought I knew why. He was grateful to me for getting him.
"I love that about you, Evan," I said. "You're a sweet, loving boy and you want sex to mean something, even if it isn't deep forever love. I think like would be good enough for you, right? I think you just need to know that the other boy is with you because you're you, not just because you're beautiful."
We just sat for a moment in the hot water, gazing into each other's eyes and listening to the spa bubbling all around us. Finally I added, "You are, you know. You're the most beautiful boy in the whole world."
Evan smiled sweetly up into my eyes and laid his head on my warm, wet shoulder.
"This is what I want, Nathan," he said softly. "I want to be your bottom boy and for you to be my top. That's what feels right to me — natural, you know?"
I pulled him closer and kissed the top of his wet head, and he sighed contentedly and snuggled against me. We soaked until we got too hot then we took a cool shower and washed each other into a horny frenzy, after which I found some lotion and fucked him deeply and sweetly on the big soft bath rug in front of the spa.
I made sure to whisper words of love the whole time.
"Go for Drew!" I heard out of the receiver and it surprised me into silence for a second.
"Um, what?" I asked.
"Nathan?" Drew asked, brightening. "Sorry, I thought you were Hunter. But hey, man, I'm really glad you called!"
"Yeah," I said sheepishly. "I'm sorry it took so long. I've been meaning to, you know?"
"Well the important thing is that you did," he said, and we both fell into a short and uncomfortable silence.
"What did you say when you answered the phone?" I asked, just because lame conversation is better than awkward silence.
"Go for Drew," he repeated. "It's just this joke between Hunter and me. We saw this bad DVD once with a team of Navy Seals or something and every time they radioed each other the guy said Go for so-and-so, like go for Ace and go for Smitty and stuff like that. They did it like a million times so now me and Hunter do it when we answer the phone for each other. He's really the only one who calls my cell phone so I just kind of assumed it was him, but I'm really glad it was you!"
"How come you wanted me to call you, anyway?" I asked. "Why didn't you just talk to me in school?"
"Because there are always other kids around in school. I was hoping we could talk by ourselves."
"Oh," I said. "Well, we're by ourselves now, right?"
Drew hesitated, then a tone of decision came into his pretty alto voice. "I'd rather talk in person, OK?"
"Yeah, OK," I said. "When do you want to..."
"Could you come out now?" he asked quickly.
Evan had gone somewhere with his family and though I had expected to hang out with Tommy and Richie that Sunday afternoon there were no firm plans.
"Yeah, I guess," I said. "Where..."
"Do you know the path into the woods out by the end of Crawford Street?"
That was precisely where Evan and I had stashed our bikes the day he sucked my dick until my balls caved in.
"Yeah, I know it," I said. "I can be there in ten minutes."
"Cool!" Drew said with that same enthusiasm as he had in the Commons ten days before. Again, it felt good.
Drew was waiting for me when I rode up, his head cocked a little to the side so that his golden-blond hair fell casually away from his face. He stood next to a beautiful candy apple red 24" Trek mountain bike that shone in the sun like rubies.
"Hi," I called with a smile. "Nice bike. Looks new."
"Yeah," he said, strangely dismissively. "Another bribe from my Mom."
"It's a beauty," I said. "How many gears?"
"Seven," he said. "It really is cool, and I'm way too big for my old 20-incher now. It just... kinda reminds me all the time that the reason I have it is because my Dad is gone."
I had no idea what to say to that, so I retreated back to small talk.
"I need a new one too," I said. "I raised the seat and the handlebars as high as they'll go but I still feel like a clown in the circus riding a tiny bicycle."
Drew grinned and I noticed that one corner of his full red lips turned up just a bit higher than the other. It was very endearing. His blue eyes sparkled just as I remembered them from the Math Department Family Day two years before.
"Follow me," he said, starting into the woods. "I know a cool place."
I watched as he gracefully navigated the trail, enjoying the confident and sure-footed way he stepped over roots and ducked under low branches. He wasn't exactly built like an athlete but he was trim and fairly muscular for a 12-year-old. I especially liked the view from behind, his round ass stretching the fabric of his white shorts with every step. The smooth, firm backs of his thighs and his lovely slim calves showed not a single visible hair. I made a mental note to check for hairs on his shins when we got back out in the sun. For some reason I focused on the backs of his knees with their cords of sinewy tendon on both sides and the lovely smooth hollow between.
My dick pounded hard in my shorts.
Drew led me right past the grotto where Evan had so thoroughly depleted me. We went up a little hill then back down even lower than the main trail, picking through heavier underbrush and testing fallen logs for stable footholds. Soon we were negotiating a downward slope so steep we had to hold onto tree branches to keep from falling.
"Where the hell are we going, Drew?" I huffed, a little short of breath. "Mordor?"
Drew laughed out loud and nearly slipped as he reached what I surely hoped was the bottom of the ravine. He caught himself and, still chuckling, reached up to take my hand for my final two steps. I came down a little harder than I expected to and stumbled straight into him. He caught me and I ended up clutched in his arms, our bodies crushed together and our faces an inch apart.
We regarded each other, wide-eyed in surprise, then he astounded me by ducking in to press his lips firmly to mine.
I gasped and instinctively pushed away. I stared in shock, and felt instantly sorry when his face clouded over in abject misery. He turned his back and gave an anguished groan.
"I'm sorry!" he cried. "Nathan, I'm sorry!" He stumbled around in a small circle in the little clearing, like he didn't know where to put himself. I reached out and grabbed his forearm.
"Drew! It's OK!" I said. "Really. You just caught me by surprise, that's all."
"I'm sorry," he said again, his back still turned and his eyes cast to the ground. "I can't believe I attacked you like that out of nowhere! I'm so stupid!"
"Drew, no!" I said, pulling him around to face me but he wouldn't look into my eyes. "It's all right, really. I'm not mad, I swear I'm not."
He glanced up and must have seen the look in my eyes because he began to calm down. I slid my hand down his arm and took his hand, then took the other one as well. We stood there in the little forest clearing holding both hands and looking into each other's eyes.
"You're really not mad?" he asked sheepishly.
"I promise I'm not," I said. "I just wasn't expecting it."
"Why would you?" he said with a sad shrug. "How could you know that I spent the last two years thinking about you every single day, and thinking that you just had to feel the same way about me as I do about you?"
Well that took a second to soak in.
"What are you saying, Drew?"
He hesitated, looking anywhere but at me. "I was gonna kind of work up to it, but..."
Drew turned to face me, locking his eyes with mine, then with a little gulp he launched in.
"It's crazy," he said softly. "I don't even really know you, but... I love you, Nathan."
I stood there in surprise still holding both of his hands, which I suddenly registered were unbelievably soft.
"Ever since Family Day," he went on, embarrassment in his voice. "I think about you all the time. When we changed for Slip 'N Slide in the bathroom and we were, you know, naked together, and you were so beautiful... that was the very first time I thought that maybe I like boys."
I stood unmoving, my mouth agape I'm sure.
"I keep playing it over and over in my head. I remember how I kept stalling so I could look at you longer, and after a while I sort of convinced myself that you were looking at me like that too, that you liked seeing me naked too."
I got self-conscious then and stepped back, looking away and flushing red.
"I knew it was nuts," he went on. "I had no reason to even think you were gay, and I wasn't even sure yet that I was, but I couldn't stop thinking about you. I jerked off over you every night, pretending we were boyfriends and everything." He chuckled wryly and added, "In my head we lived happily ever after."
I stood with my mind whirling as the seconds ticked away.
"Pretty soon I knew for sure that I was gay," he said. "I fooled around with some of my friends and it was fun and everything but none of them was you. I got all excited last summer when Mom told me there was going to be another Family Day because I would get to see you again, but when the day came I looked all over for you but I couldn't find you."
I made an apologetic face and said, "Yeah, we didn't go. I was with my parents in Maine."
"Yeah, I finally figured out you must not have come," he said. "I was so disappointed! I... I even cried over it."
"Oh, Drew!" I said, stepping forward again and taking his soft hand once again.
"And then we had to move because my folks sold the house after the divorce," he said. "I transferred schools in January but I didn't know you went there. Then I saw you in the Commons and I got so excited when I realized that you really were gay after all."
My eyes grew wide and I stared open-mouthed.
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said. "Am I wrong about that? I just... I don't know. It must be my wishful thinking again."
"No, Drew, you're not wrong," I said quietly. "I just didn't think anybody knew."
Drew smiled wryly. "It takes one to know one, I guess," he said. "You're with that little guy, right? Evan?"
"Yeah," I answered simply.
"I thought so, the way you look at each other and stuff. Do you love him?"
The very thought of my boy made me smile. "Yeah," I said. "A lot."
"I'm happy for you, Nathan," he said with sad sincerity. "Kinda sucks for me, though."
"I have a confession too, Drew," I said. "When I saw you in the Commons that day I remembered when we were naked together too, and how much I liked it. That's why I got all weird and quiet, because I was kind of figuring out my feelings from back then."
Drew brightened. "Really? You liked seeing me too?"
"Yeah," I said. " I really was looking at you that way, only I didn't figure out I liked boys for another whole year."
He smiled for the first time in this conversation. "I knew it!" he said. "I wasn't just imagining it."
"No, you weren't," I said. "Look Drew, me and Evan are boyfriends and everything, but we do stuff with other friends too. In fact, Evan thinks you're really hot and he wondered if you'd be up for doing stuff with us too."
Drew inflated and excitement filled his eyes, but then he thought of something.
"But I'm still in love with you, Nathan," he said. "It might be weird for all three of us to do it together."
"Well," I said glancing around the ravine, "Evan's not here right now, and I figure you didn't bring me out to such a super-private place to play checkers."
Drew smiled shyly and his face flushed red. "Busted," he said. "Only in my head you were all like, Oh Drew! I love you too! and we kissed like in the movies."
I smiled and stepped forward.
"Like this?" I asked, wrapping him in my arms and pulling him to me. He groaned in disbelieving passion as he melted into my embrace, our lips meeting tenderly and searchingly before pressing harder. I felt his hands traveling my back and sides, then slipping down to cup both butt cheeks. He kneaded them and caressed them, pulling my hips into firmer contact with his and I felt his hardness crush against mine.
I gasped into Drew's delicious mouth and probed inward, engaging his strong slippery tongue and swirling and teasing our tongues together. He humped his hips forward and stabbed his dickhead into my pubic mound, being an inch taller than me. His hands slid up from my butt and to the elastic waistband of my shorts where they slipped deftly right inside my underwear and back down to my cheeks, only this time skin on bare skin.
He kneaded my buns and ground his cock against me and kissed me deeply and passionately, and I realized that I had rarely been so turned on by anyone except Evan. I had a momentary pang of unease, thoughts of cheating and betrayal flashing through like heat lightning, but the moment was just too good after two years of Drew being my earliest erotic memory and I gave in to my passion.
"Oh, Nathan!" Drew moaned and tugged my shorts and underpants downward. I sighed heavily as the cool forest air rushed in on my hot, excited flesh. I threw my head back in abandon as the beautiful boy slid to his knees before me, kissing all the way. He lifted my t-shirt a few inches and his gorgeous, golden-blond waves of hair tickled my exposed belly.
And then he found the thing he'd fantasized about for two years.
I took a sharp uptake of breath as his tender lips caressed my cock. He kissed it a few times, then nibbled and licked until I unconsciously thrust forward and between his lips. He moaned in passion and took it deeper, sliding steadily down the shaft until he had it all, his lips firmly around the base and his gentle suction beginning. His tongue was doing some strange undulations along the underside of my shaft, something I'd never felt before, and it was thrilling.
It was a really good blow job. Drew had a tender yet aggressive touch, exactly the way I like it, and his wonderful enthusiasm came through in his every nuance. This boy truly wanted to please me, to make love to me and touch my soul by touching my body, and I was genuinely moved.
My guts began to tense and churn and Drew must have sensed that my climax was beginning. He worked me even more passionately, caressing my hairless balls with one hand and my ass with the other. I tensed, relaxed and tensed again, standing up onto my toes as the feeling intensified and I thrust deeply into his mouth and clutched his head to me. My ass clenched strongly and he squeezed it with both hands, pulling my essence out of me.
I came in four or five strong dry pulses and he rode them all the way to the end.
We slowly released each other and I helped him stand up, guiding him back into another kiss and pressing it strongly. In a minute we drifted an inch apart and looked happily into each other's eyes.
"Ow," Drew softly said with a slightly pained chuckle, and when I reacted with concern he grinned and bent down to brush away debris that was stuck to his knees. I could actually see indentations that remained in his skin.
"I was kneeling on some rocks," he said almost apologetically.
"Drew!" I admonished gently, with a fond laugh. "Why didn't you brush them away before? Believe me, I would have waited the two seconds."
"No," he said. "It had to be perfect. I couldn't interrupt the moment, not after thinking about it for two whole years."
"So was it? Perfect, I mean?"
Drew smiled his cute little lopsided smile. "It was even better than I imagined," he said. "I'll suck you any time you want, Nathan. Every day if you want. Just say the word and I'm right on your dick!"
We both laughed at the absurd sound of it. I held his blue eyes, wondering how they managed to grow even lovelier in the past ten minutes. I reached forward and stroked my finger along the prominent bulge in his shorts.
"You could say the word too," I said.
Drew gulped visibly and sucked in his breath. His knob felt bone-hard, if not as broad as some I'd had recent experience with. Suddenly I was dying to see it and he reacted to my urgency.
"There's too many rocks and sticks to kneel down," he said. "Why don't you sit on that log and I'll stand in front of you?"
I grinned at him and saw deep happiness in his eyes. I pulled up my pants, which had been at my ankles this whole time, then arranged myself on the fallen log he had indicated. Drew stepped eagerly before me and quickly jerked down his shorts and underwear.
His long, slim cock sprang out and up, stiff and straight as a railroad spike. It was easily as long as Tommy's but very slim, maybe even slimmer than mine. As predicted his cockhead was narrow and bullet-shaped, slightly smaller than the shaft just behind the corona. There was virtually no leftover skin around his circumcision scar and the rest of his shaft was pink and flawless all the way down to his small, loose balls.
My eyes widened at a sudden thought, that Drew's long, slim poker would no doubt slip just marvelously into my butthole. I'd only had it twice and had been a little sore for a few days after Tommy's sturdy tool had plumbed me, but it left no doubt that I wanted more of that, please. But the ravine in the woods with its rocks and sticks was not the place.
Drew was hairless, which of course thrilled me to no end. Since he was almost 13 I would not have been surprised to find the sparse beginnings of a bush, and I would have enjoyed him in any case, but I couldn't help being glad that he was something of a late bloomer. I eagerly inhaled his sweet boy scent and I had to reach down and adjust my own returning erection.
"God, you're beautiful Drew," I said, enthralled. His skin was pure and smooth, very light of complexion in the Scandinavian way. Below the waistline his baby-smooth pubes were as flat as his belly, his pelvic bones forming a V, an arrow that directed me straight to his intoxicating boy bits. I felt his heat and sensed his overwhelming excitement.
We moaned together when I leaned in and took his cock into my mouth. He let out a gasp and I felt his hands come to the back of my head. He opened his stance a bit for better balance and began to push it deeper.
"Oh Nathan," he murmured. "Your mouth feels so good." His hands gripped my head more firmly and he slowly pushed it in to the hilt and I moaned my appreciation.
My lips clamped tightly around the slightly flared base of his cock and I relished his silky pubic area against my nose. I realized that he must have been a bit longer even than Tommy because I could feel the tiny tickle of a nascent gag reflex as his dickhead nearly entered my throat, which I had never felt with any boy before. It was a wonderful young cock and I could think of nowhere better for it than in my mouth.
My fingers came up between his slim, satiny thighs and found his dangling, hairless sack. The pills inside were on the small side, little more than Evan's size in fact, but they were perfect for me. I fondled them gently while Drew moaned and opened his legs even wider. I traced a finger behind his nuts and across his perineum, then up to just tickle his moist pucker. He moaned again in even greater ecstasy.
I pulled both hands to his beautiful round ass cheeks and began to suck his cock with purpose, pulling back a few inches and sliding back down. He sighed passionately and I felt him start to thrust in a matching rhythm, his hands on my head guiding my motions and his ass muscles under my hands flexing as he moved. My saliva made wet squishy sounds as we worked together.
"That's it, Nathan," he whispered huskily. "Oh yeah. It's gonna happen, Nathan. I can feel it."
Our mutual thrusts traversed the whole length of his slim boyhood, and I thrilled to the near-gagging I felt every time it hit bottom. I had every millimeter of him and wished he had more.
Drew began to thrust faster and I knew he was getting close. His little balls jiggled oh so provocatively against my chin and his pubes crushed my nose over and over. He made guttural noises as he pumped into my mouth and I pulled his muscular butt toward my face as hard as I could. His stomach clenched and he buried his dick between my lips with all his strength.
"Unngh!" he cried as he came and I was shocked to taste a slightly bitter something on my tongue. It was there one second and gone the next but there was no doubt that I had tasted something, something strange that I had never tasted before. There couldn't have been much of it but it was definitely there.
I rode him down from his climax until he slowed his thrusts and stopped, his still-throbbing, still-hard cock still buried to the balls between my lips. I held him there for long, delicious seconds before slipping off of him, being sure to keep my lips in contact the entire way.
"Whew!" Drew wheezed, hardly able to keep his feet. I supported him under the armpits and helped him ease his bare ass onto the log beside me, his shorts and briefs still crumpled around his ankles. A single shaft of sunlight made it through the canopy to illuminate his left shin.
No hair.
"Wow, man," he gasped. "Nathan, you suck great!" I grinned at him and he returned it even wider, adding, "I knew you would."
I looked at him in silence for a while, drinking in the emotion he projected from those sparkling blue eyes. It sure looked like real love to me.
I broke our eye-lock and changed the subject, sort of.
"Um, Drew? Did you just sperm in my mouth?" and the boy reacted in horror.
"Oh my God!" he exclaimed. "I'm so sorry, Nathan! Oh shit, I can't believe I did that to you without any warning. I get maybe one drop a couple times a week and I just did last night, so I never thought I'd do it again so soon!"
"Drew!" I admonished. "Stop apologizing about everything. I didn't say I didn't like it, I just wanted to be sure that's what it really was. I never tasted any before. Hell, I've only ever seen it once!"
"So then it didn't gross you out?"
"No, man," I assured him. "It was cool, really. I like that my BJ was so good for you that it made you squirt."
Drew smiled knowingly. "Yeah, I like making guys squirt, too. It makes me feel kind of, I don't know, powerful maybe? Like, look what I can make you do!"
We chuckled over it for a moment, then Drew stood and pulled up his pants. He pulled the cell phone out of his pocket and said, "It's almost four o'clock. Wanna ride over to the park for a while before we have to go home?"
"Sure," I said and he offered a hand to help me up from the log. I didn't need help but I took it because I thought it would make him feel good. I had a bit of trouble getting back up the ravine but presently we made it and shortly we were on our bikes, riding slowly side-by-side.
"Nathan?" he asked, sounding serious.
"Yeah Drew."
"Is Evan a good boyfriend?"
"The best," I said.
"Would he do anything for you?" Drew pressed. "Because I would."
"Yeah, Drew," I said. "Evan would do anything for me."
"Would he do your homework for you? I hear he's real smart, but I'm a year ahead so I already know all your 6th-grade stuff."
"Evan's doing high school work now," I said. "He did 6th-grade stuff in 4th grade, but I don't want anybody to do my homework for me. I don't want to grow up to be a dummy."
We rode in silence for a few seconds but I knew he had one more try in him.
"Would he let you fuck him?" Drew asked. "In his butt? Because I would."
"Yeah Drew," I said with a sigh. "We've already done it, like three times."
"Oh," he said, disheartened. With a wry smile he added, "I really thought I had him with that one."
"I'm sorry, Drew," I said. "I love Evan and he loves me. We do every kind of sex we've ever heard of. In fact, getting fucked is kind of his new favorite thing, and I have to tell you I understand what he means. Having a dick inside you really feels amazing once you get used to it."
Drew looked shocked. "Evan does it to you too?"
"Not yet," I said, "but I'd let him whenever he wants. Between you and me his dick is kind of small and I don't know how well it would work. Don't get me wrong, Evan has a beautiful dick and I really love to suck it! It's just that I've had a couple of bigger ones in my butt and it's pretty great. You know how it is."
"Actually no," Drew said, watching me for a reaction. "Hunter wanted to fuck on our very first sleepover back in February. Him and his cousin have been doing it for a couple of years already. I've fucked Hunter five or six times now but I would never let him do it back to me."
I reacted in surprise, which seemed to please Drew for some reason.
"It's kind of scary the first time, I guess," I said.
"Oh, I'm not scared," he said. "I think I really want it, kind of bad, but I've been saving it for you."
I had to stop my bike so I didn't fall over. I looked at him in shock, which satisfied him even more.
"I wanted my first time to be with my boyfriend," Drew said, circling back and stopping to face me, "and I wanted my boyfriend to be you."
"But back in February you didn't think you'd ever see me again."
"I never stopped hoping," he said. "You might have showed up at Family Day this summer."
Holy shit I thought. This kid is really fixated on me. Obsessed even.
Like a stalker.
Drew went on, "Actually, the whole idea was that we'd both be the first to do each other's butt. I guess I can't be your first any more, but you could still be mine."
I gave him what I hoped was my kindest look. "Drew, I can't be your boyfriend. Evan is my boyfriend and I want to keep him."
"I know," Drew said. "But obviously you fool around without him. Would it be so bad if you just pretended to be my boyfriend long enough to be the first one in my butt? Just tell me you love me, kiss me hard and fuck me real good! Then at least I'll have that to remember, and after that I'll leave you alone, I promise."
"I don't want you to leave me alone!" I exclaimed. "Not completely. I want to be your friend, Drew, and even more than just a friend. I'd love to fuck you and have you fuck me. I thought of that as soon as I saw your dick today. It looks perfect for butt fucking!"
"Hunter likes it," he said, "but don't say anything, OK? He doesn't want anybody to know."
"Not even other kids who want to do stuff with him? Let me tell you what I want. I'd like it if we could all be friends, you and me and Evan and Hunter and Tommy and Richie and Alex and Jake and Benny. All of us could fool around and just have fun all the time!"
"Would you do the pretend boyfriend thing first?" he asked sheepishly. "I know it's silly, but I've been jerkin' off over it for a whole year since I heard about butt fucking, and I don't think I can just let it go. Maybe if I have that just once, even if it's only pretend, maybe then I can move on."
"I'll tell you what," I said. "We'll do it up right. Next Saturday I'll take you out on a real date. We'll have lunch at McDonald's and do something fun like bowling and I'll pay. Then Tommy will hook us up with one of his Dad's empty houses and we can have a couple of hours to get romantic, just the two of us."
Drew's eyes filled with astonishment. "Really, Nathan? That would be so awesome!" But then he deflated again and said, "But wouldn't that get you in trouble with Evan? I don't want to mess you up with your boyfriend — not unless I can take his place for real!"
"That's not gonna happen, Drew," I said, "but I'll pretend for just one day. Evan will understand."
I hope.
Thanks for reading Part 5 of Nathan's Naughty Note. Part 6 is coming soon, or if you came to this story late it's already in my story archive here on my Prolific Authors page.
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