Date: Wed, 7 Apr 2010 13:49:21 +1000 From: The Pin Subject: Gift wrapped Part 4 At some stage I awoke, with an erection. For a moment I was confused by the presence of a soft warm body pressed against me and I let myself adjust to the situation. We had done it twice earlier that evening and now I was confused, previously I had used both boys and girls since each in their own way had much to offer but always, there had been that distinction but now...I just didn't know. Carefully I reached in front and gave him a hug pulling him closer, my erection was raging yet I didn't want to wake the boy so confined myself to the softest of caresses, such fabulous skin.....then I noticed, his breathing had changed. Softly a little hand caught hold of mine and pressed it to him, he snuggled closer with buttocks pressed tight against my erection, I felt I was in a dream world. Half asleep still his hips thrust back, ever so gently yet insistent, their sweet flesh ground up against my throbbing penis, on impulse I felt around his front...oh yes, he was hard! As I felt him he muttered something incoherently and pushed back against me once more so...unable to ignore the offer I eased back to feel for his opening, yes, still slippery from our earlier activities so....carefully and ever so slowly, I eased myself into him. Still half asleep he uttered a long sigh and relaxed. I lay there just enjoying the sensation of being inside him, it would have been easy to fall asleep in that position had it not been for the occasional nudge as his hips adjusted themselves, I could tell he was enjoying the feeling of just having me there. So began what was probably the most relaxing fuck of my young life, God knows how long it lasted, at some stage I recall having cum then with arms holding him to me, must have fallen sound asleep. Alarm seized me as I awoke, then remembering it was Saturday, I relaxed...then once more tensed before realising where I was, most weekends it was the same.....but the bed was empty, I blinked and slowly glanced round, quietly fussing with something at the sink, a pair of long smooth legs tapered down from a shortie nightie. I stared fascinated, then suddenly the short blond locks flicked aside and a little face peeped back at me in a smile. "I hope I didn't wake you.." He came and perched on the bed, automatically my hand settled upon a thigh and began to stroke it. His face changed and I saw him swallow hard as he watched what I was doing nor did he move as my fingers slid higher, I'd awoken with the usual hard on of course and...he really was attractive "Come back to bed...please...please..." He seemed to hesitate then in a swift movement stood and drew the nightie up and over his head, the gesture was totally feminine and his erect penis did nothing to detract from the effect. I moved over as he slid in beside me, we lay face to face. "Hello lover" I said His smile was radiant then his lips pursed in a playful kiss, we lay regarding one another...it was then that I noticed, no sign of beard or any facial hair growth - whereas I must have looked a scruffy sight, wonderingly I stroked his cheek as he steadily gazed back. Of course it wasn't long before our hands began to roam, again that sensation of silky smooth skin, I pulled him tight against me and felt myself shudder with the strength of my feelings, in a rush they had taken over...and he gasped for breath. Relaxing my hold I continued to savour the trim little body, exploring all his private nooks and crannies, his eyes were screwed tight shut as I progressed and then he too began to shiver.. "Do you want to...turn me round or shall we do it at front?" "There's something I would like very much, I want to watch you properly...you are beautiful you know, and I want you to sit, will you sit...on me, please...so lovely...I can admire you..." He was blushing furiously, a brief motion and his hands were anointing that delightful entry, without fuss he threw an elegant leg across me and settled himself poised, here he had taken over. Proudly with head held high he grasped hold of me and without pause, began to settle down around my shaft, then he started to tease, he'd lift a fraction then descend, lift again until I was almost out, tease his entry with my tip, then lower himself. I could feel his warmth surround me as I progressed deeper, glancing at his lithe ripe form I marvelled, how could I...fit in and so far and into such a lovely body too? He was having fun, there was a naughty little smile on his face that as I began to masturbate him changed to a round "O" of delight, I was careful for I knew that the extra stimulation could easily tip him over the edge and I wanted to enjoy the show for a while longer. As I lay there experiencing intense pleasure it came to me....how often had I felt for a girl's clitoris and carefully sought to stimulate her to orgasm as we copulated? There was a difference, his penis was larger but the result was the same, the position of his opening, set further back, true but then again, I had a fondness for buggering girls too...sure there were physiological differences but in his case...these weren't too pronounced and as for looks, well when regarded as either a boy or a girl, he was quite beautiful...so, what was he like as a person? This last thought faded as waves of pleasure took hold, I felt him lean forward, he wanted to kiss me without pulling away, propping myself on elbows our lips met... "Oh darling....darling...God, oh God at last" I couldn't work out which one of us had said it and somehow, it didn't matter. After, I sensed that this was a crucial moment from his perspective, perhaps from mine too....casually, I suggested it "Would you - like to have lunch, I mean if you have other things to do, then after, well you might want to have a look at my place...what do you think?" He had been slumped across me as he recovered, now he didn't raise his head from my chest but I felt him nod, and then the warmth of gentle tears....and the lovely creature said nothing. Nor was it necessary, as I caressed his bright locks and savoured their silky texture, it seemed possible that...just perhaps, things could work themselves out - somehow, strange as it seemed...though less strange by the hour...why not? Slowly does it, we'd take out time without pressure on either...and, I rather liked him, liked him him quite a bit...already but let's see how we go, that sex thing aside?