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The Most Unforgettable Things to Do

Part 1

 

(M/t/t, 1ste time, oral, anal, underwear)

=Adult-youth=

 

by Chaim (bchaim)

bchaim@hotmail.com

 

Utrecht (the Netherlands ), Forêt de Compiegne ( France )

May 2008

 

The following story is totally fiction! It involves the emotional and
sexual development of the main character(s) and contains sometimes
sexually explicit erotic events between a men, and two teens.

If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is
not allowed to read the story, dont read on. Its up to you!

In the world of this story, the characters dont always use condoms. Make
sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using a
condom.

 

English is not my mother tongue, sorry for any mistakes.

 

Reactions on this story are very welcome!

bchaim@hotmail.com

 

This work is copyrighted by the author © 2008. Please dont remove my
author information or make any changes to this story. You may post this
story freely to non-commercial free sites, or in the free area of
commercial sites. You are the moral obligation to let me know if my story
is published somewhere. Thanks!

Chaim.

 

Characters in this story:

me, Chris, 16,

Daddy Simon, 36,

Simons son Daniel, 18.

Simons brother Joshua and his little sons Eli and Samuel.

 

I first saw Daddy Simon leaning against the gatepost as the bus pulled
up in the lane outside the estate. It was a hot day and he was wearing
just a tight t-shirt which clung tightly to his muscular chest. He was
good looking, and my

heart leapt as I saw him. I dont know what I imagined hed be like, but

not this. This was too good to be true!

 

The bus trip to this estate was a strange adventure for me. The movements
of the bus made me extremely horny and I placed my rucksack on my lap. It
was a weird attempt to hide my erection. Without knowing what I was doing,
I masturbated for the first time in public, it felt good to press my
rucksack on my lap, slowly rubbing my penis that way.

 

Id just turned 16 and didnt know what would happen this summer. I
traveled alone, wearing a wide white Nike t-shirt tucked into the elastic
waistband of my grey shorts. Hell, I knew, I looked still fourteen, people
were asking I could travel alone that far. I was skinny and small for my
age, but for sure had a hormonal system of an developing young teen. My
thoughts were everywhere but my erect penis was begging for attention. I
sat there for a while, bent over and stroked my naked thighs with my
hands. Lifting my rucksack, I could staring at the prominent outline of my
boner, imagining someone hands were there. A mans hands, strong and
demanding, feeling me all over.

My hands against my smooth legs and made my skin tingle. I began to rear
up while leaning over my rucksack, making my shorts and penis rub along
the rough material. Needless to say the strange sensation felt great and I
looked around. Nobody in the nearly empty bus paid attention. I moved up
and down, up and down, rubbing my penis, my legs tingling and squirming,
my arms were trembling. My mouth was open and I felt suddenly sensual. My
breathing deepened and I tried to be quiet.

Something explosive was happening. A soft groan escaped from my lips. My
penis had never been harder! Oh, lord, this couldnt be true

My penis swelled, it jumped in my skin tight Dim boxers. My penis felt so
good and got pushed down the side of my right leg. The small glans of my
penis barely managed to poke out from the elastic band of my boxers.

I couldnt stop now, moved up and down, up and down. I humped my rucksack
and watched the inner frame pushed my short grey shorts up around my hips
and crotch. It felt like the rucksack was trying to get into my shorts.
Id never felt sexier. A window was open, and hot air of the bus blew
steadily against the backs of my trembling smooth legs. I groaned and then
the world stopped turning.

I came, losing control, the rucksack shaking and knocking, my penis
shooting its load of boy sperm down my right leg. It scared me a little
bit, feeling the wetness everywhere. I didnt know I could make sperm this
way. My hot sperm on my thin, hairless little boys leg felt strange but
so good.

I cleaned as much as possible, but felt smelly and in a good way dirty.

 

I was warned by the bus driver my location was there. I dragged my heavy
rucksack off the bus and the automatic doors hissed shut behind me,
without even saying hello the man lifted my rucksack up effortlessly onto
his shoulders and flashed me a bright grin.

Youre Chris, right?

 

Yeah,

I said offering my hand for him to shake, which he seemed not to notice.
Simon looked at me and said,

Cool, thought Id better check. Dont want to take the wrong boy home
with me.

 

I laughed not sure what to say, and followed after him down a narrow dirt
track that lead away from the main road.

My parents answered the advertisement without giving it much thought.
Theyd needed a long vacation abroad and looked for a nice summer place
for me. It would fill my summer away from school. I had no idea what was
required of me, but my parents said the advertisement read that no
experience was necessary, and as I had none, it just seemed ideal.

We progressed along the dirt track, I hung back letting him go ahead, but
also taking an opportunity to check out his muscular legs, and tight round
buttocks inside the clinging fabric of his black Quicksilver soccer
shorts. I wondered what would happen. In the summer heat I began to wildly
fantasize about the possibility of wrestling with him, me soon on the
ground of course, right there at his feet. I imagined Simon ripping the
grey shorts off me in the middle of the track. Very weird thoughts for a
sixteen years old boy, I knew I was a strange boy. I began to get hard
inside my own shorts, so decided to catch up with him and stop lusting
after his strong muscular body. He was so much bigger than me, that I felt
like a little boy waiting for his strong hand.

That was a pretty comical thought anyway. I started to walk alongside him
and we began to chat about the estate and his farm, and about me, and what
I was doing at school.

 

Sir, who lives at the farm with you?

I finally asked making some conversation.

 

Well theres me, and my son Daniel. Sometimes my brother Joshua and his
sons Eli and Samuel, but they never stay long.

 

Right, cool,

I said, my heart already sinking at the mention of the list of names.

Who is Daniel, sir?

 

Hes like you, another boy, just two years older. I hope you dont mind,
but youre going to have to share a room with him.

 

No, thats fine.

My heart was already sinking as we reached the end of the dirt track. It
was typical, Simon was the hottest adult Ive seen in years and it was
going to be hell living with him Having a son, his Daniel, made him
completely straight in my eyes. I would see his gorgeous body every day
and knowing Id never get a chance to feel it the way I longed for it. The
path opened up onto the farmyard, and suddenly I took in quite how
isolated the place was. The road the bus had come along was itself pretty
lonely, but the farm itself couldnt be seen for the huge trees and bushes
all around it. At my right side there was a lake, completed with a small
island in the middle surrounded by a forest.

     

I bet no one knows this place is even here.

I said as we walked into the house.

 

No, nobody needs to know this place. No neighbors for miles, I like it
this way. We keep the forest not for its production. We like to have a lot
of privacy.

We entered a big and untidy kitchen. A large Shephard dog came running up
to Simon, and jumped up, its paws against his firm stomach. Simon patted
the dog and addressed her as Lady. He put my rucksack down by the wooden
table and called out to his son,

Daniel!! Hes here!

 

After a few seconds a dark-haired teen appeared in the doorway to the
kitchen. Daniel smiled and walked over to shake my hand with a smile,

You must be Chris, were very grateful for your parents answering the
ad.

 

Thats okay, they want me away,

I said. Daniel was a nice person, friendly. He looked good, a muscular
teen, a youthful example of his Daddy. Together, man and son made a nice
couple. I was sure they were relaxed above anything else.

 

Ill show you your room.

The handsome teen said to me and I followed him out of the kitchen and
into a dark corridor and up a narrow flight of stairs. The whole house
seemed dark and quite old. We crossed a small landing and Daniel opened a
door to a room with two large beds and a desk in it.

 

I think youll get along with me. You might want to unpack your things,
have a shower and some rest before dinner.

I turned to smile at him, and he smiled back.

 

Yeah, Im pretty worn out from the journey.

I said.

 

Well youll get to meet us at dinner time.

Daniel said and left the room closing the door behind him. I began to take
in my new surroundings. The room was large and had two windows and a glass
door to a balcony. A well equipped bathroom was attached. Looking around
it was clear that someone was already living here. Half the room, one of
the beds and the space around it was surrounded by Daniels possessions.
Discarded clothes littered the floor and his unmade bed. On the wall above
Daniels bed was a poster of a well known soccer player. Im not really
into sport, so I didnt understood the meaning of the player. Was he
famous? What I understood was he looked had a great athletic body!

I sat down on my bed and pushed my rucksack underneath it. Id unpack
later on, for the moment I wasnt sure what exactly I was supposed to
unpack my things into. Daniel clearly had his stuff everywhere and seemed
to prefer to dump his things on the floor around his bed. By my feet lay a
pair of his discarded boxers. I reached down to pick the boxers up and to
throw them over onto his side of the room, but as I touched them, I
realized that they were still wet. I let go, alarmed but in the same
moment turned on. Checking with my eyes that the door was shut, I
cautiously got down off the bed and onto the floor to inspect them more
closely without picking them up again.

I gingerly turned them over on the floor. They were drenched in cum! Not
just a bit, not like the way when youre looking at porn on the Internet
and your penis gets hard and you leak a bit of pre-cum into the crotch of
your underwear. Oh, no these boxers were absolutely soaked in it!

It was hard to believe one person could have produced so much. It hung in
a big puddle inside them, still fluid, silvery-white and gooey. Well, I
watched Daniels cum and was rock hard immediately. Before I knew it I
moved his boxers to my face and was tasting the silvery-white stuff. I had
my lips in the crotch area of his boxers and I was sucking the cotton out
into my lips. It seems crazy looking back, Id not had a good look at the
teen who produced it, but it was so unbelievably horny finding it there,
that I just had to suck his cum from his underwear. There was so much in
there, that I got a reasonable mouthful of his still warm cum, it was
salty and delicious and I rubbed the boxers all over my face, smearing it
over my skin. I got my penis out of my shorts and began to play with it. I
had a good, but still small penis with a firm round, purple head. I
started giving my penis firm strokes, pumping away as I smelled the last
traces of cum in the boxers.

The taste and of Daniels cum hit me, I groaned and stroked my boner
eagerly, but wanted to take my time doing so.

If Daniel was capable of doing that, jerking himself off in his own
boxers, he surely had other horny secrets around in his room too. I slid
my hand beneath his mattress, expecting to find porn magazines, there were
none but I did get a good smell of his body on his sheets as I did it. I
smelled great, teen sweat like in the locker room at school. I felt
underneath his bed and found another pair of boxers, these werent wet,
but there were traces of them having received a heavy load at some point.
I gave them a good sniff and continued to jack my rock hard penis. In that
position, busy with myself, the door opened slowly.

I sat with my back against Daniels bed, my shorts pulled down, my boxers
below my balls, beating my penis furiously with Daniels pair of boxers
pressed into my face.

I just froze! It was Daniel, he began to speak, and he realized what was
happening he exclaimed a loud and clear,

Shit!

 

I immediately sprang to my feet, which wasnt altogether a good idea as it
put my erect penis fully on view, he turned to me and saw my throbbing
rock hard penis.

 

Daniel, Im sorry.

I stammered pulling my boxer shorts up over my penis. Daniel started to
talk again, but staring out into the corridor.

I just wanted to tell you that dinner would be ready in half an hour. If
you'd like to... erm, join us once youre finished.

 

Im so sorry!

I exclaimed, my penis rapidly softening inside my white boxers.

 

No, no, sorry, its my fault, I should have knocked the door. Maybe its
a good idea you take a shower.

Daniel didnt close the door. He knelt between my wide spread legs and
squeezed my knees,

Im sorry, Chris. I didnt want to scare you. We share a room for months,
beating off your cock is not a problem.

 

There was a deep silence in the room and I tried to smile, but felt
burning tears in my eyes. Daniel squeezed my knees again and whispered
softly with a shining face,

Yeah, I found myself a hot boy, thats good. Dont worry, mate.

 

Daniel began to take care of my spread legs and stood. Slowly he lowered
his frame next to me. Without words he stripped my T shirt and moved my
shorts to the floor. With a smile he dropped his own shorts and removed
his own T shirt.

We were on my bed now, stripped to our boxers and sporting erections. I
lay cross-wise on the mattress, shoulders and arms and head dangling over
the side of the bed, so that my bony chest bridged up smooth and tight.

Is this okay? Mind if I touch your legs for a while? We have time, daddy
didnt started to cook yet.

 

No, its okay,

I said my voice was nervous and high.

 

Your legs are so soft,

Daniel whispered, testing my boundaries, I was putty in his hands, I
turned into a little kid, feeling a virgin to this strange world, shy and
uncertain about real intimate contacts. Daniel continued,

Hey Chris, you have beautiful legs, they are still hairless and silky. I
like to see you wearing your small shorts.

 

Why?

I lifted my head to look at him. I trembled, needed his compliments, which
I didnt fully understood. He liked my shorts?

 

Because you have beautiful legs, believe me, you have a great body and I
like your smooth legs.

he said, reaching back to squeeze my small feet. I was still wearing my
white socks, he took my sneakers off, stripping my shorts to the floor.
Now he took them off and dropped them.

 

Oh, thats okay.

I managed to say. I took a deep breath before letting myself dangle over
the edge of the bed again. Daniel slid his strong hands over my naked
feet, up my ankles to my silky thighs. He smiled and tweaked my hard boy
cock inside my boxers and stroked my soft, flat stomach. I grunted and
shivered under his touch, Daniel knew what he was doing. Daniels larger
hands almost encircled my narrow thighs.

I liked your shorts and they fit really tight, so I could see your smooth
legs, your firm ass and the outline of your crotch. Believe me you made me
horny.

 

Daniel traced his fingers gently, outlining the waistband and leg openings
of my boxers. I took a deep breath as Daniel ran his hand over my flat,
warm boy chest, he played with my little erect nipples. Nobody ever told
me my nipples could feel that good. I gasped, feeling a electric shock
through my body.

Daniel continued and surprised me,

Sometimes boys your age start growing hair but not you. Not yet, thats
great, Chris.

 

I cleared my throat, a little embarrassed at my own smoothness, my still
small boy body. I was after all sixteen and he praised me like a little
pre-mature boy.

Daniel began to rub my penis again, I felt the pressure of his hand. My
skintight boxers slid up and down over my penis, I couldnt help myself, I
groaned, damn this felt so good!

After a minute or so Daniel spoke again,

Chris, I think youre a nice boy and you have a great body to touch.

 

I groaned louder and pressed my penis against his stroking hand, then
caught myself. Daniel laughed and encouraged me to make as much as noise I
wanted,

Love to hear you, Chris. You look so young and excited this way. Groaning
helps to feel better.

 

Daniel hands left my boxers and he ran his hands over my belly and chest,
through my half long blond hair. He sat up, shifted my hips, drew up my
leg, I accepted everything. He bowed down to kiss my round, shining knee
and I jerked in reflex. Surprised Daniel asked,

You dont like that?

       

No, yes, wow, it tickles a bit, just... rub me, please, can you touch my
cock again?

Daniel gripped my skinny right ankle and straightened my leg even as he
shifted position so that my long, thin legs rest side by side, my knees,
curving inward slightly, touched. Daniel sat on my bony ankles with his
muscled teen ass and squirmed.

 

Youre a lovely boy, I really love this!

he chuckled, patting my thighs,

I could blow my load all over you.

       

Oh, man!

I gasped, shocked, he squeezed my sensitive boy balls through the cotton
of my boxers. Nobody ever touched me this way! A wave of pleasure hit my
body and I jerked, my arms and head flopping up and down. Daniel looked at
me and gently stroked the outline of my penis and balls.

I groaned and was approaching my orgasm. Daniels hands left my boxers and
he tousled my blond hair and I lay back like an open cross. Daniel licked
his lips and stroked my legs. He was looking into my face,

 

This summer you will get a nice, peachy tan,

Daniel whispered, bending over me to kiss my concaved tummy. I didnt move
and he began to lick, his tongue finding my innie navel, filling it and
his tongue traced the sensuous curve up to my ribs. He smiled and said,

You taste sweet and good, like a young boy.

 

I began to twitch and gasp, electrified. Daniel licked my smooth legs,
moved up, until his tongue reached my leg opening right under my loaded
boy balls.

Youre a good little boy, we will be friends. You taste like a good boy,
salty and sweet. A cute boy in his skintight short boxers, showing off his
sexy legs. Damn, you are my wet dream, little Christian!

 

I grunted and trembled, stretched out before him. I closed my eyes and
imagined Daniel would tying me up, feeling his tongue licking my smooth
boy legs and white little ass. I wanted to be his boy, open, vulnerable.
Daniels tongue ticked on my exposed skin and I loved his touch, but this
was too much. I wasnt ready, this was not allowed, this was weird and
gay. I groaned despite of my own objections and finally whispered,

Oh! Oh, man! Dont lick my legs.

 

Why not? Theyre right here in front of me. Youre in your sexy tight
boxers. Im in mine, we are both horny boys. I use my tongue to make you
happy, what is wrong with that?

I sat up and held his hands as we breathed hard into each others faces. I
didnt know what to say. Slowly I found some words,

Daniel, youre saying some weird things, nobody talked about my body like
that.

 

I didnt tell him I was a total virgin, only dreamed about sex with an
other boy. My own hand was my instrument of self-inflected love making.
How to tell my new found friend I never admitted to anyone I was attracted
to boys instead of girls. I didnt dare to whisper the word gay for
myself. Daniel interrupted my stream of thoughts,

Want me to stop, little beauty?

 

Yeah, please. Please stop Im new to this

I begged him. Daniel laughed,

I wont, because its all true. I know what you are thinking, Chris, you
want me to believe you are a straight boy. Gay sex is weird, it too close
to your secret dreams, but this feels so damn good, doesnt it?

In reality, you need words to ask me to give you more You are a beautiful
boy and I found you in my room smelling my fresh cum soaked boxers. Well
Chris, believe me straight boys dont do that 

This will be your summer

 

Come on, man. Dont lick my legs... you act like Im your girl or
something.

 

I hope not, because I like boys like you, Im gay. I dont want to be a
straight boy anymore. Being Gay is beautiful,

Daniel laughed again, tousling my blonde hair and tucking it behind my
ears as he continued,

Believe me, youre legs are smooth and pretty, but definitely not a
girls legs.

 

Quit it!

I yelled, I was shocked and felt disorientated. Daniels eyebrows went up
and there was a deep silence. Slowly, very slowly he went back to work on
my smooth legs with his tongue. Wow, he took great care of my body, he
licked my sensitive skin, sucked on my dripping penis still hidden inside
my boxers. He licked and sucked at the wet spot of pre-cum at my glans

I groaned, telling myself: just let it happen! And deep inside I knew
liked it all the way! My outburst of protest was just an unsure attempt to
convince myself that I was in reality a super straight and normal boy,
just taking this as an experiment, just playing out my strange dreams and
desires. Every book I read told me about that, they predicted the strange
sexual desires would disappear. Its was normal for a boy my age to have
fantasies. Puberty was a strange thing to understand. Daniel looked at my
face and smiled at me, suddenly he asked,

Youre learning, arent you?

Well, I will tell you some facts. Theres more to sex than just jacking
off your penis sniffing my fresh load of teen cum. Theres a lot more,
like hugging and kissing and touching your and other boys their whole
body. Theres foreplay and orgasms, you can have sexual fetishes. Do you
know about fetishes?

 

No, I dont,

I peeped, excited and scared about what he wanted to tell me. Daniel
smiled and explained me, stroking my shivering belly,

Well Chris, I told you Im gay, I love to have sex with other boys.
Besides that I have a fetish about bulging underwear. Boys like you, in
tight Speedos or little briefs. I get a boner looking at them, touching
your underwear can get me off.

 

My penis was jumping like crazy, pre-cum staining my boxers. I couldnt
think properly, locked my smooth legs tight and I began to rub my right
hand over my dripping penis. Daniel looked at me and his eyes wandered
over my body, he took my hand away as he looked at the now transparent wet
spot at my cock head. Daniel said,

Ill do that, sweet boy. Im the gay expert here and make the rules in
our room being the oldest.

 

Then do it,

I groaned and sat up and looked at his movements. Still there were some
important questions in my mind, I remembered the way I looked at his
soccer hero at the wall,

Daniel, what are you talking about? Whats the big deal about fetish? 
Everybody wears underwear and Speedos.

 

Daniel saw my hand tried to reach my penis again, but he moved my hand
away and tried to explain,

Well, naked boys are great, but I like boys legs, the outline of a boys
penis and his balls hidden under the cotton.

 

So you want to see guys in briefs? Thats weird.

Daniel ignored my half hearted protest and gave me a hug and kissed my
forehead. I jerked but didnt protest, gasping. I needed more! I didnt
want him to stop.

When I lay back, Daniel fondled my balls in my boxers, still so soft and
small, and told me,

I make the rules, you will like it. I want to see you around the house in
just your tightest briefs.

 

No, nobody wears this underwear around. Its really weird, besides, your
daddy, Simon will see me!

 

I opened my mouth to continue, but was Daniel cut it off,

Id like to buy you nice, short shorts you can wear on the street and
maybe a tank top, of course some nice sets of tight white boy briefs. I
know the needs of a boy your age. I hit my puberty early and can remember
everything. Chris, youre masturbating a lot, dont you? You really think
that nobody knows you are gay?

 

I cant wear underwear in your house, Daniel. No, no! What if... well,
people will see me walking around in just your tight little briefs,
showing off my cock and balls?

 

Daniel smiled, he knew I was considering the idea. He yanked my boxers to
my knees. I grunted and my hard penis flopped and stood up straight. I had
a tiny tuft of pubic hair, silky and sparse. Daniel was right, I hit
puberty, I masturbated every moment if possible. Sometimes mates made
suggestions on my behavior, I didnt like sport and didnt date girls like
my buddies.

There was a lot more, Daniel said he liked my small body. How was that
possible? I developed slowly, my boy balls were still hairless. My penis
looked small looking at my mates at school. I had an uncircumcised cock
head, my dream was to be circumcised like the other boys. Me, being
beautiful? No way!

 

Daniel stretched over me and cradled my blond head. He whispered in my
ear,

Youre a beautiful boy, my Chris. I want to suck your boy cock. I want to
suck it now! Your beautiful hard penis, it is so cute. I love to take care
of your proud little hard boy cock now.

 

I just moaned, paralyzed with his desire for my body. Daniels
muscled-smooth body was my secret dream. Daniel obvious lifted weights,
his arm looked strong and I admired his black hairs all over his teen
body. He had little hairs under his armpits and a treasure trail to the
waistband of his boxers, he was a real man with little dark hairs on his
legs.

I stretched out and was quivering, I lay there waiting for his next step.
Daniel whispered,

Youre just a little boy in my room. A good little boy, I love it, and
Im sure I will love you! Forget your troubled thoughts, your questions.
Chris, make this our summer, enjoy it. No one knows where you are. If you
wish, no one has to know you gave your body to me.

 

Daniel bowed slowly to me and took my throbbing penis into his mouth. I
went tight and squealed,

Oh, fuck dont do this to me!

 

He gripped my narrow hips, took my young penis deeper into his mouth,
nibbling and sucking on it, and I felt it jump and the glans scraped the
roof of his mouth. I felt in heaven! My orgasm approached like a jumping
tiger, my boy cum was rising from my balls.

 

Ooh!

I shrieked, my young voice falsetto and piercing in the room. Daniel
sucked my super sensitive glans, and in a flash sat up and pulled at my
blond hair, curled over me, and I took his body down with my hands. I
panted and pressed myself into his muscled teen body and had a heavy
orgasm!

My first jet of cum landed between us, but Daniel quickly moved his head
back to my exploding penis.

My hot boy load smacked down his open throat in powerful jets now. Daniel
sucked and swallowed, dropping his jaw to jiggle my boy balls. His
handsome face was pressed firmly into my nearly smooth crotch, only my
sparse pubes tickled his nose. I managed to draw up my knees, spread my
smooth legs wide and clamped them around his waist, my ankles locking and
my skinny arms stretching to claw at his strong back. Daniel wrapped his
well developed teen arms around my firm ass cheeks and reared up, sitting
back on his heels and lifting me from the bed.

 

Daniel!

I cried out, still falsetto, voice warbling, shocked by his display of
manly power. I felt like a doll, my hands slapping his wide shoulders and
my legs flapping convulsively, smacking against his sides.

Daniel turned and lay me down lengthwise on the bed. I groaned, was spent
and was already done shooting my boy load. I twitched in my
after-pleasure, unfolding from his strong teen body until he was again
kneeling between my spread legs.

 

Oh, god! Chris! Ive dreamed for years of sucking a boy like you! Wanted
it so bad!

Daniel gasped as he swallowed, my boy cream coating his throat, he
whispered in my ear,

Your super Chris boy sperm taste so unbelievable good!

 

I was gasping too, and he wiped the sweat from my eyebrow.

Have fun?

 

Daniel panted, in a second he pulled off his boxers. I just nodded my
blond head. I had nothing to say, I saw stars and loved every second! Was
I completely stoned or was I out of my mind from my first blow job?

Coming back to earth, the steam of questions entered my brain again.

 A man sucking my penis was real sex, much more than just being
masturbated, kid stuff, and it caused me again little crisis of my
identity. My confused thoughts were strange and heavy. I masturbated
furiously lately, dreaming about a strong teen or man who took care of me.
Daniel brought me into this whole new world, my childish sexual desires
were over. Wow, I received a real blow-job!

Daniel yelled my name

Chris! Chris still alive?

 

I looked at him, admired him, but couldnt say a word. Daniel smiled, rose
up on his knees and jerked his big teen cock furiously, his hard inches
were staring me in the face. In a spit second I opened my mouth in reflex
like a baby bird, I wanted to have his load. Daniel shoved his cock into
my mouth and immediately began to moan as my tongue circled around his
sensetive cock head. Daniel groaned,

Wow boy, you are good at this!

 

Daniel wanted this, he wanted to be sucked by me, his desire made me want
to suck even harder and better. He stroked my blond head and said,

You dont know how much I have wanted this Chris.

 

Daniel grabbed the back of my blond head and began to fuck my face with
his big teen cock. I was surprised, shocked and new to this, but suck on
his cock like an eager calf. Daniel pushed his cock deeper inside and made
me gag. I nearly panicked and I thought I couldnt take him. Probably my
useless fight to please him, turned him on. I gagged again and I tried to
back off to gasp for air. It made him start to fuck my face even harder as
he grabbed a fistful of my blond half-long hair.

Suddenly I felt his magic full balls rise up against my chin as his entire
muscled body tensed up. Daniel pulled my smooth boy face all the way onto
his demanding cock. He held me in place with his strong hands and groaned.
Suddenly it was over. Daniel removed his cock from my wide open mouth and
aimed his throbbing teen cock at my face.

There was a flash! Daniel shot his load all over my face!

I flinched, blinked and focused on his stream of cum landing in globs all
over my forehead, nose, cheeks and lips. I licked my lips and tasted the
hot cum right from the source. I loved it!

Daniel nearly collapsed next to me, his chest was heaving and he showed me
a wonderful satisfied smile.

 

Oh hell Daniel, this was great,

I croaked a moment after Daniel was done. Daniel was out of breath, but he
kissed my face, licked the remains of our sperm. He told me,

You are the best, sweet boy, please, my Chris, take a nap with me before
we go down to have diner.

 

But my mood changed. I sat up, swung my legs over the edge of the bed and
stood. My boxers were somehow hooked around my left ankle and I pulled my
boxers up, letting the waistband snap loudly. My brain was a vortex, I
wanted to do something simple, to make a statement.

Like a shield, my boxers came between Daniels face and my penis and
balls, still glistening with his saliva. I used the edge of the bed sheets
to wipe off my face. I was trembling, on my shaky legs I dazedly searched
for and gathered my shorts and T shirt. I dressed quickly, unaware of what
I was doing. I nearly dropped myself on the floor to put on my sneakers.

I stood and looked and my new naked friend. Daniel suddenly rushed to me,
squeezing my skinny biceps in a vice-like grip. He shook me and asked me
demanding,

Hey Chris, what are you doing?!

 

I looked up at him, my eyes moist with a hint of fear and pain. I felt
lonely, there was no place where I could go. Daniel looked at me,

Chris, I like you so much. I wont ever hurt you.

 

I mumbled,

Sure, its okay.

 

Chris, I told you some things, because having sex is for me sharing
thoughts and feelings too. Its very intimate and I trust you. Please
value it, trust me too. I didnt want to hurt your feelings. Please, have
fun with me, whatever, be my friend.

Daniel said that, I remember every word. I knew he offered me his
friendship.

I looked at him in silence.

Daniels tone, his voice and whole manner had changed. He was a strong
teen, nearly an adult, talking to a little ignorant child. I listened, a
little docile, to his words, looked at his beautiful strong body. Dee p
inside I knew the truth.

Daniel studied my smooth, blushing face, nodded and let go of my skinny
arms. I rolled my bony shoulders in reflex, rubbed my biceps. They didnt
hurt, but I felt his power. Daniels words and strength had made a
definite impression on me. I looked at his eyes and managed to whisper,

Okay Daniel. Ill remember that.

 

Daniel pushed on

We enjoyed ourselves and theres nothing wrong with that. Sex should be
enjoyed. And believe me, youre not the only boy in the world having sex

with an other boy.

 

I know, I know, Im your friend, we are friends. Please give me time to
get used to it,

And I whispered after a deep silence,

Thanks,

 

Anyhow, you are right. Sorry Daniel, sometimes I act like a child.

I said with a strange new energy.

 Daniel looked at me and smiled, he reached to the floor and put on a pair
of boxers he found there. He stood next to me and gently squeezed the back
of my neck, his gesture was better than any words. I felt good and looked
up at him, my blond head reached to his powerful chest and my crown was at
his shoulders. Daniel hugged me and told me,

Chris, relax please, we will have a shower, will go down to have diner
and to talk with my Daddy, okay?

 

I nodded my head and smiled.

 

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