Date: Fri, 19 Jul 2013 04:07:56 -0700 From: dakota phillips Subject: Under the Big Top .. Part 4 The following erotica story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to any person or circus is purely coincidental. The story contains graphic depictions of boys under the age of eighteen engaging in sexual activities. Keep in mind that one chapter leads into the next. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------- Pt 4 ... Caught ------------------------------------------------------------- I watched, as I always had, mesmerized by his prowess in the ring. Dressed only in a pair of old cut-off shorts and his performance boots, Marcus commanded the cage of seven Bengal tigers. It was quiet in the tent, as no act was allowed to perform when the cats were in the ring. A person could watch, but had to remain quiet. It was awesome watching this 15-year-old god put the wild beasts through the routine (which was performed many years prior by his father). Outside the ring his father and several handlers watched the teenaged boy move stealthily among the large cats. At various times, a cat would swipe at the slender trainer, growl or be uncooperative. But, Marcus had learned well from his father, handling the felines with care and control. Whenever a cat refused to perform, Marcus' dad would yell a command and prod the animal into moving. Even so, the act was sure to be polished by opening. Although I was watching the act, my attention and imagination were focused on Marcus. I know I keep calling the boys around me beautiful, but he was the most beautiful! He was a little taller than me, and a bit heavier. He was slender without a lot of muscle. He most resembled his mom in facial features. Marcus had dirty blonde hair which hung to his eyes in the front, over his ears and to the top of his neck. He usually brushed it to the right. His eyes were green with longer-than-average lashes. He had a cute, rounded nose and a full set of very kissable lips. His complexion was what it was; not pale, but not tan either. He had a flat tummy and the most gorgeous round, firm ass! My mind wandered and brought the two of us together, perhaps meeting in the forest. We would find each other irresistible, taking the other into a passionate hug. Our lips would press tightly, as our hands explored our boyhood. He would willingly drop his shorts and I would take his rod into my mouth, and lovingly give it all my attention as he moaned my name in ecstasy ... "Riley ... oh, yes, Riley ... Riley ..." "Riley!" came a loud voice, causing me to snap from my thoughts. "You boys, shut the fuck up or get out of here!" snapped one of the handlers from the floor. "You're parents want you to get ready to come in for the night," the voice said now in a whisper. Now fully brought back from the fantasy, I realized it was Trevor. I smiled at him as we bumped fists. We whispered goodnight to each other. I slowly made my way down the bleachers, watching Marcus rehearse as I stepped. Marcus was giving one of the cats a hunk of meat from a long stick, moving closer to it, petting its head. God, he was awesome. I made my way out of the tent and to our trailer. I grabbed my towel and soap, a change of clothes and headed to the showers. We had a shower in our trailer, but it was small and the hot water tended to heat up the little living area we had. Oh, okay, who the fuck am I trying to kid? I used the showers because of the view. But, as I walked across the lot, I figured the showers would be empty at this time of night. The door squeaked as I pulled it open. It was quiet inside. Only the sound of drops of water coming from different heads splashing to the floor could be heard. The faint rumble of an exhaust fan was almost unnoticeable. I closed the door behind me and made my way to the last head. Disrobing, I hung my clothes on a nail on the opposite wall. I turned the shower on and stood under the stream of warm water spraying onto my young body. Funny, my ass still had a tingle to it from being with Trevor earlier. Immediately, my mind went back and re-enacted our fun in the fort. Without much effort, my mind switched to Marcus. Truth is, in the years I have known him, I had stolen glimpses of his junk. He would oftentimes use the showers. That was before his father bought the coach. Growing up, we were always about the same size concerning our junk. But when he hit puberty about two years ago, his dick grew bigger than mine. I remember his bush came in pretty fast. My eyes would follow his flat tummy down to his brown bush and then to his three inches hanging soft over his huge ballsac. I never have seen him hard. "She must be a hottie," came the small voice. My eyes opened wide, looking straight into the cascade of water. I turned my head quickly to the left to see Sergio standing at the next shower staring at me. He had the biggest smile on his face. He then pointed at my dick. I looked down to see why. It was hard as a rock, staring up at me. My balls hung low beneath it. I looked back at Sergio. "She is hot?" he asked again. "The one who made your willie hard?" "Uh, yeah," I lied, caught, "she was." Sergio moved over to the nail next to the one from which my clothes hung. I begun thinking of my grandmother naked or whatever to help my boned dick go away. Within a few seconds, Sergio was standing next to me, next to me in a showerroom of ten shower heads. He turned the water on, wetting his dark hair. His eyes were closed. The warm water ran freely over the contours of his young, hairless body. I couldn't help, but look. As the water made its way over his body, I followed the flow downward. Sergio, as I mentioned before, had the cutest ass for a boy. It was round, firm and well-shaped. But, it seemed a little small on his body. He usually wore speedos because a definite tan-line could be seen. His uncircumcised dick hung over his drawn-up ballsac. A stream of water dribbled from the tip of his soft tool. "You are staring," Sergio said, looking at me now. "No ... I was ... oh, hell," I said. "No worries. My cousins have done this also." His voice was gentle, understanding. Fact is, I don't really think he minded me looking. Shit with a body like his, I wouldn't mind gawkers either! He smiled at me, raising his arms a little and then turning completely around. "You like?" he asked. I just nodded my head. I turned back to my shower, a bit embarrassed, wondering what he is going to do, or if he was going to tell. My dick was still boned, and yelling for attention. It seemed as of late I have been horny twenty-four, seven. "You are thinking of girl again?" he asked, looking at my junk. "You should pump yourself." His descriptions were from another world, but I knew what he was suggesting. I guess in his culture these things are not as taboo as in America. Or, maybe he was looking for more. I turned to him and smiled. His dick, now hard as ever, got my attention. "Look!" Sergio beamed. "I think of girls too!" He then wrapped his hand around his five inch hard rod. He began pumping it up and down. The warm water splashed over his body as he fapped next to me. Caught in the moment, I took my dick in my hand and began pumping it slowly. I couldn't help but watch his face contort pleasurably. He opened his eyes every now and then to look at me. He always would look down at my dick too. He then did something I wasn't expecting. Reaching out he took my dick into his hand and began pumping it for me. I followed his lead and did the same. As I rubbed his spongy member, the mushroom tip of his dick darted in and out of the foreskin. It was really hot watching it. I looked at Sergio, who had his eyes closed. I stepped back so that his hand released my dick. I continued to pump his forward and back. Very gently, I neared him and knelt down in front of him. I pump his dick a few more times and then brought my mouth up to his member and let the 5" slide into my mouth. He opened his eyes, startled, but when he saw what was happening, closed them again. I put my hands to his waist, and ran them over his firm, hot ass. My head rocked back and then forward allowing the full length of his dick to slide in and out of my mouth. Each time I neared the dick's base, my nose was tickled by his bush of hair. He smelled great. As his entire tool buried itself in my mouth, my tongue swirled around it. Several times I let it pop from my mouth to give attention to his balls, sucking them into my mouth. My hands continually rubbed his small ass, down the back of his hairless thigh, and then up again to his ass, running my fingers in the crack. His hands were now running through my hair, massaging my scalp. Soon, he was controlling the tempo; pulling and pushing my head gently. He spread his legs a little as he held my head still and began to fuck my mouth. His hips pivoted quickly forward and back, sending his dick deep into my mouth. My own dick was hard as shit, a trickle of cum ran the length under it. Warm water cascaded onto our bodies. Sergio was now slamming his dick into my mouth. I knew he was getting close. One push, two, three and ... Sergio jammed his dick all the way into my mouth just as hot nut splashed against the back of my throat and the a few wads spilled onto my tongue. I swallowed happily. He pulled his softening dick from my mouth. I stood up and he then knelt in front of me. He looked up and smiled at me, opening his mouth, swallowing the entire thirteen-year-old 4.5" dick. His tongue went to work, adding pressure to the shaft of my tool. As my dick appeared and disappeared into his mouth, he applied a bit of suction which felt fucking awesome. Within minutes, my young body was overwhelmed with lustful electricity. Naturally, my body began pushing and pulling my dick from the warmth of his mouth. His hands clenched my little ass fully. "I'm ... Serg ... I'm about to ..." Sergio pulled back as my dick spit out two small strings of nut that splashed to the shower floor. We looked at my mess on the floor, swirling now in the torrent of water churning into the drain. He looked back at me and smiled. His look was long and penetrating. He turned and shut off his shower. Taking his towel, he began to dry off. I turned off my shower and dried also. When he was dry, he stood before me naked. He watched me as I finished drying. He then put on a pair of briefs. I slid a pair of shorts on. "You are ... gay?" he asked. "Huh?" I responded. "You ... you like boys?" he continued. "I guess ... yeah," I mumbled. What could I say? I just had his dick in my mouth, swallowed his nut. Sergio nodded his head slightly, as he pulled on his pajama bottoms. Putting the towel around his neck, he exited the shower room. He smiled back at me as he left. My mind whirled with what just happened. Shit, anyone could have walked in! I need to be more careful. As I picked up my belongings, I could still taste Sergio's nut in my mouth. I made my way to our trailer and slept soundly. (TO BE CONTINUED)