This is a story about a 12 year old boy (13 by now) which I'm fully in love with. The persons (descriptions of them), buildings, places and situations are totally real. Only the events are pure fiction.
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Tjebbe
He was the guy that took my interests away from everything. Leaving me focusing on him. The most perfect boy I had ever seen. Just 12 years old, about 1.50 meter tall, and so damn beautiful. His half long brown hair was perfectly matching with his oversized skater-looking clothes. From a distance he was that dirty little boy you would think of, but when you would come closer you would change your mind immediately, if you even could have the chance before you would melt and sink through the floor. His smooth body and soft skin formed that special contrast with his clothes and hair. Being so careful when I passed him, afraid to damage his vulnerable young body. Then when I had a lucky day and he would look at me, I dreamed my way into his shining brown eyes. His name was Tjebbe. Every time he looked at me, there was a slightly visible smile on his face, which I thought had no meaning at all. That moment always attracted my attention to his soft wet lips, being on there best when he smiled like that.
But after all, every time I saw him I knew I was dreaming about something that would never become reality. He was to far away, to untouchable, simply to perfect. I probably wouldn't even have a little chat with him in my whole life. Just enjoying this little nice moments between lessons, seemed to be as far as I could come. He wasn't even popular at school or something. He was just a normal boy to everyone, but for me he was everything. Everything I needed. There where days on which the only reason I went to school, was for him. Just to see him a few seconds. Sometimes asking myself where I did all that for, for a mission impossible.
But all those bad feelings started to twist on one
day. A day that eventually turned out to be almost as perfect as Tjebbe
himself. When I woke up everything was just as normal. A normal midsummer
Friday. I took my breakfast real fast to get at school on time. I jumped on my
bicycle and raced to school. It was a calm morning, but no sun and not real
warm. I arrived just on time, and had no time to meet any friends before the
bell made that awful noise which made you wide awake if you weren't already. 1st
hour: economics. The teacher started his normal boring talk and after 10-15
minutes he would leave us free to go anyway. But even for those few minutes I
didn't pay any attention to what he said. My mind was fully focused on Tjebbe,
which was not an unusual thing. But today was special, cause there would be a
first-class party the same evening, so not a place for me to show up would you
think. Well, obviously I was smart enough in the beginning of the year to sign
me in for being a students-mentor for the first class. And THAT allowed me, no,
obligated me to go to all first-class activities. For me it would be a perfect
opportunity to take a good look at all those adorable boys and especially
Tjebbe. The rest of the day passed and I could take a glimp at his face in one
of the breaks but that was it. At
Anyway, I knew we could have a lot of fun now.
Arrived in my room, Tjebbe was standing a bit like he did in the bathroom at school. You could hear the water drips fall on the floor. I could see a little naughty grin, but also a little shyness and insecurity, cause he didn't know what to do, or what was going to happen. I did know what to do and I planned to help him out of his ignorance. But first I took another good look at this perfect boy. He was so wet that the water drips where irritating his eyes and he was shaking a bit, probably cause he was getting cold. I walked to him and gave him a nice hug and warmed him a bit op with my hands. I kissed him fast on his forehead and took off his shirt. His chest and belly where so adorable to see. I was just looking at him like that for at least 30 seconds. Then he interrupted the silence, smiled to me and said with a cute high shaking voice: "You like it"?. He ended with a short giggle and he was blushing a bit. That's what I liked so much about him that since that day. The one time he was so perky and self ensured like he was in the bathroom when he started to kiss me. The other time he was so shy and cute like he was just now. I answered whispering in his ear: "Yeah I do, I love it". Then I started to kiss him all over his upper body. Beginning with his neck, his shoulder then down to his chest and ending at his bellybutton. I think he likes it very much, cause he hugged me tight and kissed me pretty wild. I pushed him on the bed and made him lay down on his back. His eyes where a little bit closed, just like he was stoned or something. He lie there smiling and I said to him: "Now you're going to have fun". I placed myself on the bed next to him and continued kissing him. His eyes where fully closed now when I was licking his little tummy. I pulled out his socks and kissed his beautiful bare boy-feet. They where cold and I tried to get them a bit warmer. Then my hands moved up and in took off his wet skater jeans, leaving him laying down in just his boxer, which was also wet and I saw he was having a fully nice hard little dick. Although he liked what I was doing and realized he was almost fully naked, he didn't know what possibly could happen next. I played a bit with his nipples and then I moved my hand down to the edge of his boxer, slowly I let it slip in. I took his hard cock in my hand and started rubbing it. He made clear that he definitely liked it with moaning slightly. He looked so damn cute laying there, eyes shut, still a bit wet and fully surrendered to me. So cute that I couldn't hold myself from kissing him again. Now really passionated. Our tongues played for a few minutes, then I decided to pull out his boxer complete. His little 4" dick pointing straight up in the air. I was sure he was ready for more pleasure so I moved my head down to his little pecker and took it in my mouth. He was shocked by the intense feeling of it which made him breath heavier. When I really started to suck it, he moaned harder and said: "Ooow man that feels great!". I looked at him with a wide smile. He was as horny as hell now, and placed a hand on my head to push it further. Bumping on the bed to fuck my mouth. I knew he was close and I started to touch him everywhere. That made me feel that he was sweating all over his body. "Ooohw yeah!, Ooohw yeah!" he kept saying. I could feel the tension building up and when I touched his ball it made him go over the edge, with a loud high scream. He shot his nice warm boy-cum in my mouth with three short shots. With every shot he pushed his hips high up in the air. Still breathing heavy, with his eyes closed he lay there for at least 5 minutes. He was shaking too, so I lay down next to him pressed against his body, with one arm around him cuddling him. My head resting on his chest with him slowly recovering from his first orgasm.
And that was how we fell asleep, with not a word said. No words where needed for this. It all came clear that my wildest dreams where not even close to reality. Because there was one big difference, for the first time I felt how love felt. Although I had loved him for so long, there was nothing better then the feeling of laying there, realizing the most wonderful boy in the world was as close he could be.