Date: Thu, 12 Dec 2013 08:42:31 -0800 (PST)
From: Justin Levatin <justinlevatin@yahoo.com>
Subject: Zack and My Not-So-Secret Secret

Disclaimer: This work is of pure fiction and any resemblance of the
characters and setting to real life persons, events, circumstances, etc. is
purely coincidental. This work involves the workings of love between
consenting characters and some stuff you might find offensive. If you are
not a fan of this kind of literature, please proceed somewhere else. You
know who you are and you should know whether or not to read this.

Zack and My Not-So-Secret Secret

All my life, my mom and I have lived in a small, poor neighborhood. No one
has ever moved in or out in the sixteen years that I've lived there. In the
neighborhood, no one seemed to have a private life. Everyone was always in
everyone else's business. So, I shouldn't have been surprised when I came
out to my mom that she'd ask our old neighbor, Ms. Potts what she should do
about me being gay. The small leak spread like a dam being busted
open. Everyone in the neighborhood knew I'd prefer to sleep with guys in
all of three days.

On a Friday in the middle of the summer, I was out on my porch reading a
book. Most people spent their summers outside in our neighborhood because
most of us didn't have air conditioning in our houses. The first time Zack,
a ten-year-old from down the street, went by on his bike, I didn't think
anything of it. But, he soon turned around and passed by my house again. It
was more sudden than normal because Zack typically rode out to the woods
and came home about an hour later. He was wearing a sleeveless black Under
Armour shirt and red dazzle shorts with black strips on the side.

He made this pass three times. Was I suddenly the Room of Requirements? The
sexy boy kind of made me wish I was. His biceps were very prominent for a
boy of his age. And I swear his Under Armour was riding up his body,
revealing more and more skin.

I went back to reading when it seemed like Zack was finished riding. Soon,
the sound of a bouncing ball flooded my ears. Zack soon came into sight,
shirtless and bouncing a basketball. I shifted uncomfortably, trying not to
check out his body. He was gone soon after I pushed my nose in my
book. Quite literally. The return made me drop my book completely. I had to
protest this before this boy drove me completely wild and I did something I
would regret.

The ball bounced off of Zack's shoe and into my yard. He had put his shirt
back on at some point. I nearly cursed aloud as Zack ran into my yard,
facing away from me and giving me a good look at his two bubbly circles of
boy buns.

"What do you think you are doing?"

Zack stood up with his ball in hands. "Oh, hi Colin."

Oh, hi Colin? He cannot be serious.

I bounded from the stairs and grabbed the kid's arm. "What do you want with
me?"

Zack grinned. "I don't know what you mean, but I heard something about
you."

Internally, I was groaning. I wasn't certain how the mind of a ten-year-old
processed sexuality. And why was it Zack who needed to talk about it. His
older brother, Bobby was fourteen. And sexy James, who never wore a shirt
was eighteen. Why the youngest boy in the neighborhood.

The ten-year-old took a step closer to me. His free hand rubbed down my
side, tickling me somewhat. "You do something for me. And, I'll do
somethin' for you." A creepy smile engulfed his face. His hand rested at my
hip right were the band of my shorts met my t-shirt. The touch of his small
boy hands and the gleam in his eyes made me curious enough to ask what he
had in mind.

"Go put on your swim speedo and meet me by the creek in ten minutes." He
turned to walk away.

"What do I get?" I called to him.

Zack turned his head. Whatever you want." He winked and shook his cute
little butt that I could just fit in my hands. As he walked away, I
pictured opening his butt and sliding my tongue through his crack.

Starting to feel a bit pervy, but extremely horny, I went to my room and
changed into my speedo, pulling my shorts back on over them.

I walked to the woods very slowly, trying to calm my horniness. The last
thing I wanted was to do something I knew I'd regret. A part of me was
hoping that Zack wouldn't even be in the woods by time I got
there. Certainly, I had made him wait well over fifteen minutes.

The air was a lot cooler in the woods. As I approached the creek, I was
very careful not to step on twigs or make noise. I didn't want to startle
Zack, even though he knew I was coming.

When I saw him sitting on a rock waiting for me, I nearly cursed. Not only
was he still there, but he had taken his sleeveless Under Armour shirt
off. The damned boy had abs. I didn't even have abs. And his little, light
brown nipples were completely hard.

"Why aren't you in your speedos like I asked?" Zack jumped off the rock and
strolled over to me.

"I am," I protested.

"Well, strip down to them. You don't get what you want `til I get what I
want." He put his hand on my chest and moved it down my arm, grabbing my
wrist and placing my hand on the hem of my shirt.

Feeling nervous, I knelt down in front of Zack and lifted my arms up. He
grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. I shook my head to set my hair
back in place. Zack helped me back to my feet, grabbed my belt buckle and
undid it. The buckle clinked together. He unbutton my shorts, let go, and
they fell to the ground. I awkwardly stood in my speedo in front of this
gorgeous boy.

Zack grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled me toward him. My feet stepped baby
steps toward him. His warm lips pressed against the center of my chest. It
sent tingles through my body. I had never been kissed before that. His hand
slid down my smooth belly and dwindled down to one finger that the tip
brushed over the hairs of my thin happy trail.

"You are so sexy in those, you know? They drive me wild." Was this boy
flirting with me? And doing a better job than I could do?

His eyes screamed of truth. I could ask him to do anything for me and he
would do it.

Zack pulled away. "I got what I wanted. Now, what do you want?"

I told Zack to spin for me. He did as I asked, but I stopped him when his
back was to me. I stepped out of my shorts over my shoes. His back was tan
from the summer. Fine hairs glistened from the few rays of sun coming
through the trees. My hands crept up to his shoulders and gave them a
squeeze. His boy muscles were soft and relaxed from lack of stress. Letting
my hands drop down, I felt the starts of a strong back. Zack was going to
be an all-star one day.

The boy's butt crept into my eye line again. It was so amazing. How did
people not perve on it all day? Before I could stop myself, my fingers
curled inside the band of his basketball shorts and yanked them below his
cheeks. The little shit wasn't even wearing any underwear. "Dirty boy," I
scowled in his ear.

"Busted."

I rubbed his smooth ass. Oh gods, what was I thinking.

"Ready for me to collect?"

Zack nodded. He didn't say anything for the first time all day. It
concerned me, but I was already dropping to my knees. With a spread of his
butt cheeks, I dove my face in his ass. My tongue quaked with the desire to
taste Zack's flower bud. I opened my mouth, allowing my tongue to slither
out. The very tip touched his pink hole. It clinched together, and the boy
let out a surprised moan. My tongue wriggled over the hole, glistening it
with my saliva. His hole tasted so delightful. It wasn't too much different
than any other skin. Except.it had a richer taste to it. As my tongue
flickered over his hole, Zack's moans were like my personal cheerleading
section, urging me to continue. Hooking my fingers around his boy cheeks, I
opened his crack more. I pushed my tongue passed the barricade and into his
hole. It tried to squeeze me out, but I kept pushing in. I tasted the
entire walls of the boy's cave.

Zack suddenly pulled his ass away from me. His breath was fast and
hard. "What if I put something in you now?"

"What?" Did I hear him correctly?

Zack waddled toward the rock, picked up a tiny bottle, and showed me the
lube he had stolen from his parents. He was implying putting his cock in my
ass, then. And my head was bobbing yeses like a bobble head.

He flipped the lid open with his thumbnail while stepping toward me. His
hand grabbed mine and flipped it palm up. The cool liquid dripped down in
my hand. "Put this on me." He capped it and pulled his shorts off. His hard
penis flopped around. It was about three inches, something I could easily
take in my mouth. His balls were small and hairless. My breath quickened as
I got down on my knees, reaching my hand out to his boy-cock.

Every inch of the boy had smooth, hairless skin. Was this wrong of me? My
hand circled the boy's penis and rotated around it. His mouth curled into a
soft O shape. My other hand cupped his soft balls.

"How exactly did you want to do this?" I realized I was about a foot taller
than the kid.

I let go of his penis. He walked over to the rock and stood up on it. "This
should about even us out." He was about my height standing up there. I
don't know what came over me, but I walked up to him and planted a kiss
right on his lips. He did kiss me back, but he turned me around right away.

My whole body felt exposed as Zack yanked my speedo down to my knees.

"Are you ready?" Zack asked.

I suppose I was as ready as I would ever be. So, I nodded for him to do
it. "Just be slow."

His tip pushed into my crack. It opened easily for him. When his tip
touched my hole, I shivered a little. Sure, I'd fingered myself before, but
that was very different. My cock got hard as the tip started to spread my
hole apart. The boy behind me was starting to invade my most private
space. Was I suddenly in heaven? His whole head pushed into me and
stopped. My body responded by trying to push him out, but he kept it
there. The side of his index finger was on my butt cheek. I pushed my ass
back into him to move it in a bit deeper. He picked up on my signal and
pushed deeper into me. My hole stretched. He wasn't very big, but the
slight burning his cock gave my ass made my body start to sweat.

Finally, I felt his hips touch my ass cheeks. He was completely in me. "Oh
god!" I let out.

Zack's arms circled around me. One hand rubbed up and down my skinny torso,
and the other hand stopped at my neck, holding it but not choking me. His
cock moved inside my ass. He swiveled around, opening me up.

"Fuck me, Zack," I cried out and wanted to suck it back in instantly.

Zack pumped up in me and back. His thighs caressed my legs. How had this
boy overpowered me so completely. Being inside of me, my body quaked with
sensations. Holding my in such a way, I felt I couldn't get away until he
thoroughly used my ass.

His hips slapped against my ass. It sounded like I was being spanked. My
moans were loud and echoed in the woods. He pulled me into him. My back
pressed against his soft belly. His whole body humped into me. My hard cock
was slapping against my stomach as I slid against him in return. Harsh
breaths from his nose collided against my shoulder. He let out a big moan
and stopped. I felt his penis swell inside of me. It slowly slipped out of
me. Did he just dry orgasm in my ass?

"Last wish?" Zack asked me, sounding like a kid again.

"Suck my penis."

Zack jumped off the rock, got down in front of me on his knees, and grabbed
my cock. His tongue extended from his mouth, creeping toward my cock. The
two tips met. My cock bounced with excitement. His wet, warm cave of a
mouth opened and took the head of my cock in it. He weakly sucked on it,
but his tongue was flicking over my slit, causing me to let out gasps of
air.

His mouth on my cock was divine. The hardness felt too much to contain like
it was going to peel right out of its skin. His slippery tongue glided on
the underside of my cock. My hands clinched up, trying to grasp at
anything. As Zack sucked hard on me, taking in more of my cock, the extra
pressure really made me feel like I was going to be split in two. My
moaning became so loud that Zack grabbed his shorts, balled them up, and
stuffed them in my mouth.

I grabbed his head and tangled my fingers in his silky hair. My balls
pulled up in me. The quiver of my orgasm started before I even started to
cum right in his mouth. My body shook as he swallowed all of it down,
giving my cock yet another new sensation.

Zack stood up and gave me a soft kiss. "Want to be boyfriends?"

Such an awkward request. How could I, a sixteen-year-old, date a
ten-year-old? No matter how pretty he was.

"We are six years apart."

Zack rolled his eyes. "It sounds better than an alternative."

Fuck buddies? Yes. Boyfriends sounded way better.

"Fine, but don't tell anyone about it."

We both heard something, like someone was coming near us. We hurried up and
got dressed. Some of my spit was still on Zack's shorts.