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   Diddakoi Boy, parts 1-3
   Written by Darles Chickens
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   This story was originally written in 6 parts.  Parts 1-3 are here.

   I wasn't really into fishing, like my friends were, but my best friend
nagged me into it so I went.  I was SO glad I did.  Oh not for the fish or
the fishing you understand, but, well ...let me explain.
   We arrived by the river about 8.30 am.  It was in July and the past
couple of weeks had been really hot 'scorchers' were as the tabloids put
it. Funny how the newspapers go mad when you get a warm spell in England!
Anyhow, the weather reports had said more of the same, which was fine by
me. I was 14, going on 15 and the summer holidays were here, no school,
when my best friend Gary invited me to go fishing with him for the day. 
I'd been before with my older brother, and quite frankly, was bored within
the hour.  But I thought it might be different with Gary so I agreed to go.
Gary had all the equipment, whereas I had none, but he lent me some of his,
as he had loads.  He set my rod and stuff up for me, and then unpacked all
of his.  He'd picked the spot, as he said he'd got some reasonable catches
along this stretch of the water before.
   On the way in, I noticed there was an unused patch of land near to us,
which was occupied by a few caravans.  It seemed the gypsy, or 'traveller'
community as they preferred to be known as now, thought they had the right
to move onto any patch land they saw, so that's what they'd done here. 
Mind you, it had been industrial land but the factories had long since been
demolished, and my guess was that the land owner was sitting on it, waiting
for some property developer to come along and offer him a handsome sum for
it so that he could build some posh riverside apartments at grossly over
inflated prices, so you couldn't blame them, a nice spot next to the river.
Actually I didn't mind the gypsies at all, although they seemed to be very
closely knit and kept themselves to themselves.  There were one or two
gypsy children playing on the campsite - another reason I liked gypsies, as
the gypsy children always seemed to be really cute!  There was a boy I
guessed to be about 7 and a much younger girl who couldn't have been more
than three as she was still wearing a nappy - and nothing else.  The boy
was dressed in t-shirt and trousers from what I could see.  I assumed they
were brother and sister, but really didn't take much notice.
   Gary had got his bits together and said 'I'm going to wander upstream a
bit and set up there so that we're not both fishing the same bit of water'.
   'Yeah whatever' I replied, not even looking up from the magazine.  With
that Gary trotted off.  I switched my little radio on and was told by the
DJ that it was going to hit the 90's today.  As I grabbed a coke out of the
cool box, I got the sense that someone was staring at me.  I looked up and
the little gypsy boy was standing there, and I jumped.  Gary was by now a
distant speck further up the riverbank.
   'Jesus!' I said to the lad in front of me, ' you made me fucking jump'
   'Sorry mister', the boy replied 'didn't mean to'.  I'm sure he thought I
was going to have a go at him.
   'That's all right' I said, 'I was miles away reading, that's all'
   I looked at this young boy as I took a swig of ice-cold cola from the
small plastic bottle.  He was the one from the gypsy camp that I had seen.
I'd got his age wrong now I'd seen him close up.  I guessed he was a little
older
   Than I'd first thought, and I found him VERY cute.
   'Want some?' I asked him, holding out the bottle of coke.
   'Thanks mister' he said taking it and wiping the top with his t-shirt.
It's funny, I'd often heard people describing gypsies as dirty ill-mannered
people, yet here was this boy who appeared very clean, and very polite (and
very cute!!).  As he gulped the cold liquid down I looked him up and down.
He was an average sort of lad, with short dark hair in a crew cut.  He had
on a white t-shirt, brown check trousers with a matching belt, and black
tie up shoes.  He had an attractive face; one of those that could be a
little cherub one minute, and a little devil the next, you know what I
mean? Although he and his clothes were clean, it looked like they'd seen
better days - or maybe he was wearing old clothes because he was out
playing.
   The boy came up for air from the drink, and offered the bottle back, as
he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of the other hand.
   'That's ok' I told him with a smile, 'you finish that one, I've got
loads more' I said indicating the cool box.  He smiled back at me.  It was
the warmest, heart-melting smile, like it was the nicest thing anyone had
ever done for him, and if I hadn't before, I think that was the moment he
really won me over and I fell for him big time.
   'Whatcha doin' mister?' my new little buddy enquired.
   I took a long slow deliberate look at the rod and all the other fishing
equipment and said 'I'm riding my bike'
   The boy giggled, 'no you're not'
   'Okay, what does it look like I'm doing?' I asked
   'Fishing'
   'Well, there you go then' I said 'why ask?'
   He smiled me that smile again, and shrugged his shoulders.  Again he
looked worried.
   'Hot again today isn't it' I said changing the subject
   'Yeah' he replied, that's a good idea though' he said pointing to the
big umbrella I was under.
   'You can sit under it with me if you want' I offered
   'Thanks' he said bending to get under the umbrella.  It wasn't
especially large, just an ordinary fishing one.
   'There's not enough room for me as well' he said
   'Well I tell you want, it's up to you, but you can come sit on my
lap...if you want?' He didn't need telling twice as he shuffled over and
plonked himself down on me and my rapidly hardening cock, which caused me
to wince a little.
   'Jeez' I protested, 'you flopped down like a bloody elephant'
   'Sorry' he said, and started to get up.
   'I'm only kidding' I said grabbing him gently so that he knew he didn't
have to get up, 'mind you I do need to shift you a little 'cos it's bloody
uncomfortable at the minute'
   I held him gently and position him onto one side of my lap, kind of over
the top of my left thigh.  I put an arm round him, 'you don't mind do you?'
I asked He shook his head.
   'Comfy?'
   He nodded.
   'Well' I said, you've drunk my coke, you're sitting on my lap and I
don't even know your name or anything'
   'My names Roman' he told me
   'Roman?  That's an unusual name' I said
   'Not really' he replied 'not for travellers anyway'
   'I suppose not' I said 'It's just that I've never come across anyone
called that before.  How old are you then mate?'
   'Nine, just turned last month' he told me.
   'Oh right' I said, 'my names Matthew.  I'm 14' I didn't want to give him
my real name, just in case...you never know...
   I held my hand out to shake in a gentlemanly fashion, which he
immediately took.
   'Nice to meet you Roman' I told him, shaking his little hand.  He turned
in towards me, settled snugly into my lap, and seemed quite comfortable
with me.  I certainly felt comfortable with him as I put one arm around him
and held my magazine in the other.
   'Can I look at it with you?' he asked.
   'Course you can' I told him, and I held it in such a way as we both
could see.  In the end I put it on his lap so he could flick the pages.  It
was only a car magazine, which I'd now lost interest in, and Roman was only
looking at the pictures of the cars anyway.  I was more interested in him
in any case, and he seemed very affectionate towards me.  I decided to find
out more about him, and maybe 'dip my toe in the water' so to speak and see
what kind reaction I got, if any.
   'So how long have you been camped here?' I asked him
   'About a week'
   'Oh not long then?'
   'Nah.  Every time we set up camp someone comes along and moves us.  No
one likes diddakoi's' he told me.  He explained that some people call them
gypsies or gyppo's, some call them travellers, but he told me they were
actually diddakoi's, as they had been for generations.  He told me his name
was Roman as it was an old diddakoi name.  I assumed it came from Romany
somewhere down the line.  As we talked, I slowly and gradually moved my
left arm that had been around him onto the top of his thigh and just rested
it there.  Roman made no comment, but turned more into me and snuggled up
more so that his bottom was sticking out a little at the top of my left
thigh..  It made it a little awkward to keep my hand where it was, so I
moved it again.  This time I placed it on the right cheek of his cute
little bum and left it there.  Still no reaction.  We continued to talk.
   'So have you brothers and sisters?' I asked, knowing that most
travellers have quite large families.
   'Two sisters' he told me, both younger.  Ones seven and the other's two
and half'
   'I think I saw the little one when we arrived.  Was that her you were
playing with before you came over to here?'
   'Yeah' he replied, 'she's cute and I love them both, but it's nice to
get away from them for a while'
   I laughed, 'yeah I know what you mean, my little brothers a pain too' I
told him 'I wouldn't mind a little brother like you though'
   He looked up at me with genuine affection, and sighed.
   'I wish you were my big brother too.  I smiled back and as I did I gave
his bum a little squeeze.  Still he didn't say anything or react in anyway.
My fourteen-year-old cock was rock solid now, and I felt sure that Roman
could feel it through the material poking in to him.  I could also feel my
pants getting wet with the pre-cum I was leaking.  As we continued with our
small talk I began to gently caress his firm little bum, which he appeared
to enjoy, but made no comment about.
   Suddenly Roman moved and sat up a bit.  I thought I'd blown it and he
was about to start screaming about what I was doing.
   'You okay?' I asked him
   'Yeah' he replied, 'it's just that my leg's gone asleep'
   'Oh' I said, 'I thought..Er..Maybe it was because of what I was doing?'
   'Nah' he replied, 'THAT was nice, I was enjoying it'
   Roman was giving me the green light, and that pleased me no end.
   'You sure?' I asked
   'He nodded.
   'Well get comfy and if you want I'll do it some more'
   Roman moved about and repositioned himself, almost in the same spot. 
While he done that I quickly slipped my hand into my own trousers and
adjust my rock solid cock.  When I pulled my hand back out it was wet and
sticky!  I was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum.
   Once Roman had settled back down, I resumed my gentle caressing of his
bum, only more blatantly this time.  Every so often I would move my hand
right down the crack so that my hand was between his legs, and Roman would
open his legs slightly to give me better access.
   'You can put your hand inside if you want' Roman said.
   'Really?' I asked 'you sure it's okay?  You don't mind?'
   My heart was singing.  He was really enjoying it.  I wondered where it
might lead.
   'It's okay' the nine year old reassured me 'really, I like it'
   'Okay, thanks'.
   Again he snuggled into me and seemed to stick his bum out even more as
if he was inviting me to put my hand down the back of his trousers.  I
looked and I could just see the top of the crack of his little white bum.
   I moved my hand up under the back of his t-shirt and tried to slip my
hand into the back of his trousers, but I couldn't.  Although his trousers
seemed to big for him the way they were gather up at the back, his brown
belt was fastened around him quite tightly and I couldn't couldn't get my
hand down his trousers.
   'I can't get my hand down your trousers' I told him, 'your belt's too
tight.  Can you loosen it a little?'
   Roman sat up and undone the clasp of his belt at the front of his
trousers.  Then he undone the clip on his trousers and I heard his zip go
down.
   'Try it now' he told me, and went back into his snuggling position.
   This time there was no problem as his trousers were very loose.  In fact
had he stood up at that moment, they would have ended up around his ankles!
   I slipped my hand down the back of his trousers and into the back of his
pants, and got the first feel of Romans cute little nine-year-old bum.  His
skin was smooth, and it was like a little peach.  I gently caressed each
bum cheek in turn, Roman moving a little to make my access even easier.
   'Hmm, that feels nice' the little boy said.
   'You've got a lovely little bum' I told him, 'you're very sexy'.
   That Made Roman giggle a little.  I suppose it was being called sexy by
a boy.
   I pulled my hand out, and Roman turned around with a look of
disappointment on his face.
   'It's okay, I've only stopped for a sec' I told him.
   I put my index finger into my mouth and lubricated it with my saliva
before returning my hand to the haven that was Romans trousers and pants.
This time I spread his little bum cheeks apart with my thumb and fingers
and gently probed his opening with my lubricated index finger.  He was so
smooth as the tip of my finger probed deeper into the little rosebud that
was his anus.  Gently, ever so gently, my digit went in deeper as I felt
his sphincter relax to allow me to invade his most intimate part.  Roman,
for his part bless him, manoeuvred himself as to allow me best access and
to ensure he remained comfortable.  I bought my other hand round to the
front of his open trousers searching for his other intimate treasure.  I
soon found it, and his little boy cock was rock hard.  As I gently fingered
the little boy's bum hole, I stroked and caressed his little hard cock
through his pants.
   'Feel good?' I asked him
   'Hmm...yeeaah' was the reply.
   I happened at that moment to look up and saw Gary was heading back
towards us.
   'I'm gonna have to stop' I whispered in Romans ear, 'my mate's coming
back'
   'Aww' said the boy, the disappointment in his voice.  He was clearly
enjoying it and was just getting into it.  As I bought my hands around him
to do up his zip, trousers and belt, Roman asked me quietly 'can we do it
again?'
   'Of course' I told him, 'I just need to work out how.  Don't mention it
in front of him will you?'
   'It's our secret' he whispered back as Gary approached us.  Roman was
now sitting there on my lap reading the magazine again, looking the picture
of innocence, both of us as if butter wouldn't melt in our mouths.
   'Aye aye, who's this then?  Said Gary eyeing Roman.  'Made a friend have
you Matty?'
   'Something like that' I told him 'he's from the camp over there' I said
thumbing towards the caravans.
   'Oh gyppo kid' he said, clearly not a lover of the travelling community.
Then quietly and conspiratorially, as if Roman was deaf, he said 'make sure
he don't nick nuffing'.  I looked at little Roman and raised my eyebrows as
if to say 'what is he on?'
   With that he took a bottle from the cool box and some food.
   'Catching loads up there' he said 'how you doing?'
   'Er..Nothing yet' I replied.  In all honesty the very little interest
I'd had in the fishing had evaporated the moment Roman appeared.  I could
have had the Loch Ness Monster on the end of my fishing road and still not
noticed!
   'I'm going back to my spot' Gary informed me.
   'Okay I said' hoping he'd go sooner rather than later
   'I might have a little wander with my new found friend here' I said
   'Alright' Gary replied, 'I think the gear will be okay.  I haven't seen
a soul since we got here'
   'Me neither.  'Cept my new little mate here' I told him.
   'Dunno what it is with you' Gary said 'but you seem to be a magnet for
little kids.  They always seem to come to you'
   'You've either got it or you ain't' I said smugly.  Inside I was pleased
as punch that kids always seemed to come to me, boys AND girls.
   'Catch ya later' Gary said as he started to stroll back to his spot.
   When he was out of earshot Roman said quietly 'he's a wanker!'
   I laughed, 'yeah he is.  I bet you don't even know what a wank is' I
teased him.  He just smiled that smile at me.  I hoped that by the end of
the day he'd not only know what a wank was, but would also have experienced
one - preferably with me doing it.
   'Shall we take a wander' I said to my new little boy friend 'find
somewhere nice quiet and secluded?'
   Roman beamed at me nodding his head.
   We both got up, my cock having subsided with Gary's return.  I could
still feel the dampness of my pre-cum from earlier, though in the heat it
seemed to be drying quickly.
   'Fancy a piggy back?' I said to Roman as we walked hand-in hand in the
opposite direction to where Gary was.
   'Yeah' said the boy, and I bent down for him to climb on.
   Once I was piggy backing him I told him to cling on tightly.  I felt his
arms and legs cling tighter around me, as I moved my hands round under his
bum and caressed his little bottom as we walked along the riverbank to find
a nice secluded spot to continue our activities and Romans initiation into
sex..................
   Part Two
   The story so far...
   Told in the first person, fourteen-year-old friends Matthew and Gary go
fishing by the river.  Gary is into fishing whereas Matthew isn't and has
gone 'just for the ride'.  Near to where they are is a travellers site, and
while Gary is further down the riverbank, Matthew befriends a little gypsy
boy, 9-year-old Roman.  After some small talk Matthew realises he has a
strong affection and sexual attraction for the boy and begins caress him
both over and under his clothing.  Things just start to hot up just as Gary
is spotted returning.  Between them, Matthew and Roman decide to find a
nice quiet secluded spot to continue their activities, and that is where we
rejoin them...
   I felt really good, but hot.  The sun was shining and the temperature
was in the 90's.  I don't know what it is but I love being beside water,
and this part of the river Thames was, in my eyes at least, an idyllic
haven away from the hustle and bustle of city life.  On top of that, I had
a cute little 9 year old boy I was piggy backing, whilst caressing his
equally cute little bum, who had earlier allowed me to stroke his little
cock and bum.  So, all in all, the dreaded fishing excursion was turning
into quite a good day.  Exactly how good, I was yet to find out.
   We had gone about half a mile in the opposite direction to where Gary
was fishing, wanting to put a reasonable distance between us, just in case
he came looking for us so that we would have plenty of time to spot his
approach.  On the way, both Roman and I suggested various locations we
spotted but discounted for varying reasons.  I continued to caress his
lovely firm little bum all the while, and couldn't wait to actually get my
first glimpse of it.  I found it somewhat difficult to walk with Roman on
my back and my own cock hard, but managed it somehow!
   Eventually we saw a nice spot that we both liked.  To get to it we had
to go over a mound and through some very long grass.  Then there was a
small dip.  I put Roman down there, and I went back to the riverbank.  Gary
was a mere little speck way off in the distance, stretched out like he was
asleep.  I looked to where Roman was and couldn't see him.
   'I can't see you!' I called to him.
   'I can see you though' he replied.  Perfect I thought.
   I returned to where Roman was in the dip, and found he'd taken his
t-shirt off and was laying in the grass, using it as a blanket.  This boy
was perfection as far as I was concerned.  He wasn't fat, but he wasn't
skinny either.  Everything seemed to be in the right place, and in the
right proportion.
   'You alright mate?' I said to him winking.
   'Fine' he replied.
   I lie down next to him, and put my arm around him.
   'This is better' I said to him giving him a cuddle.  He cuddled me back
'It's like there's only me and you in the whole wide world' he said.  He
looked up at me and said 'come closer, I want to tell you something'.
   I leaned in and turned my head slightly, presuming he wanted to whisper
in my ear, when he stopped me and turned my face to look at him.  With
that, he moved forward and kissed me on the lips, which took me by
surprise, which must have shown.
   'I..Er..Sorry' he muttered apologetically
   'What you saying sorry for?' I asked
   'Kissing you..I er..Just felt like doing it'
   He laughed.  'Silly sod.  You don't have to apologise for that.  You
just took me by surprise that's all.  You can kiss me all you want, in
fact, do you want me to show you how to kiss properly?
   'Properly?' he seemed curious 'yeah if you don't mind'
   'Course not' I told him 'don't be surprised by anything I do, and follow
what I do ok?'
   Roman nodded.  I put one hand behind his head, and gently pulled him his
face to mine looking into his lovely brown eyes.  It was then I noticed the
very light sprinkling of freckles across his little snub nose.  So cute.  I
moistened my lips slightly just before I touched them ever so lightly
against his own baby soft boy lips.  I applied a little more pressure as my
eyes closed and I slipped the tip of my tongue into his little boy mouth. I
expected him to recoil a little at this intrusion, but he didn't.  He
opened his mouth a little more and then touched his tongue to mine.  It was
light a jolt of electricity and I was in heaven.  He tasted so good!  This
surprised me as I'd always read about travellers being 'dirty' and 'smelly'
but he was clean and fresh, and beautiful.  We continued to kiss
passionately and Roman was an absolute natural, searching each other's
mouths with our tongues.  I opened my eyes just slightly to see what sort
of reaction I was getting from my little boy lover.  I was surprised to see
that Roman's eyes were also closed from genuine passion.  I closed mine
again and enjoyed the moment of my first passionate kiss with this little 9
year old boy, my right hand still gently holding the back of his head,
while my other hand rubbed the silky smooth skin on his back, making it's
way further down.
   Eventually we broke the kiss off and came up for air.  I looked into
those cute eyes.
   'Was that okay?  Did I do it right?' he asked
   'That was absolutely brilliant' I told him as my hands reached the top
of his trousers at the back.  He smiled that winning smile at me again as
he stood up.  I gazed admiringly at his naked torso, which seemed to be two
tone.  His chest, back, shoulders and upper arms were of white; a very
light brown, and his lower arms were a darker brown.  It seemed he'd got a
slight tan from wearing no top, but his lower arms, which obviously had
more exposure to sunlight, had tanned much more.  His skin was smooth, no
hair anywhere of course, flat stomach and two little boy nipples.  I could
see he was trying to undo his belt.  I reached to his hands gently moving
them away.
   'Can I do that?' I asked him.
   Roman nodded and moved his hands away placing them on my shoulders as I
slowly unbuckled his belt.  Once that was done I slowly moved my hand down
to between his legs and rubbed the front of his crotch.  I could feel his
little boy cock was already stiff in anticipation, though I doubted it was
anywhere near as hard as my own!
   'Mmm' he murmured as I rubbed.  This boy was hot stuff, and obviously
enjoyed what I was doing.  I unclipped his trousers and gently lowered the
zip.  With that his trousers fell to his ankles.  Roman surprised me by
stepping out of them and throwing them to one side.  This cute little 9
year old now stood in front of me in just a pair of red underpants which
looked like they might have seen better days as the seemed a little
threadbare and tight on him.  I could see his little hard cock through
them, which looked like a nice size for a boy of his age.  I had him spin
round so I could take a look at that little bum I'd been caressing.  I
pulled the back of his pants out so I could look down them at it.  The
first thing that struck me was the whiteness of it compared to the rest of
his body.  It looked so smooth, firm and tight and I couldn't wait to see
him in all his glory, but I took my time and savoured every second.  My
hands were trembling and my heart was pounding, but there was no way I was
turning back now.  I playfully let the elastic waistband ping back.
   'Oww' he said as I turned him back round to face me.
   'Sorry' I said as I kissed his nose.
   'It's okay really, it just made me jump.  Can I undress you?' he asked
hopefully.  I was a bit put back by this as usually with my little lovers,
both boys and girls, I got them to take their clothes off, but usually I
just got my cock out or let them put their hands inside my clothes.
   'Er, okay' I said 'if you really want to.
   I pulled my own t-shirt off and got onto my knees.  Roman reached
forward and unclipped my trousers.  My cock was rock solid and he must have
noticed the bulge.  I felt his fingertips lightly brush it and I very
nearly cum on the spot.
   'THAT felt nice' I told Roman.  He smiled at me and gently caressed my
14 year old cock like I had done undressing him.  The feeling was out of
this world.  God knows how I was going to stop myself from cumming too
quickly.  I had to figure out a way..And quickly!
   Part Three
   The story so far...
   Told in the first person, Matthew is 14 years old and on a fishing trip
with his friend although he has not interest in fishing.  He befriends a
9-year-old gypsy boy called Roman from the nearby camp and the friendship
becomes sexual.  They find a secluded spot where Matthew teaches Roman to
kiss, and he then strips to his underpants.  He then caresses Mathews's
cock through his trousers and begins to strip him.  Meanwhile, Matthew is
wondering how he's going to stop himself cumming too soon..........
   Roman put his hands either said of the waistband of my trousers and
tugged them down.  His eyes widened as he saw for the first time, the
outline of my rock hard cock in my pants.  He also saw the growing damp
patch from the copious amounts of pre-cum that had leaked during my 14 year
old excitement.
   'Urggh' he said with astonishment, 'you've peed in your pants!'
   I laughed, 'no I haven't it's not pee, it's something else'
   'What is it then?' he asked.  I'd had this question many times before so
I had the answer ready.
   'Well' I started to explain it's not like pee at all.  Feel it for
yourself and you'll see what I mean' Roman reached out and scooped a little
from where it leaked through the material.  He rubbed it between his finger
and thumb.
   'It's slippery' he said
   'It's meant to be' I told him,
   'It's not like pee' he said bringing his fingers up to his nose, 'don't
smell like it either'
   'I told you, that's because it's not.  It's designed to make your willy
slippery so that you can put it into things'
   'Like what?'
   'A bum, a pussy, wherever' I explained.
   'You put it in a cat?' he asked really confused.
   I laughed hard.  Roman looked baffled.  He clearly didn't have a clue
what I meant so further explanation was called for.
   'Okay' I said you know the difference between boys and girls bits yeah?'
   He nodded.
   'Well, boys call the their penis a cock, amongst other things'.  Again
he nodded.  'Well a lot of people call a girls one a pussy, although
there's lots of other names'
   Roman nodded yet again, but this time as an acknowledgement that he
fully understood what I had told him now.
   'My little sister calls hers her minky' he informed me.  I laughed, as
it never failed to amuse me the different names little girls came up with
for their vaginas.  Roman scooped a little more from my pants, and I was
thankful that my erection and subsided a bit while we were talking, and I'd
gone off the boil, as it were.
   'What's it taste like?' he asked.
   'Dunno' I lied.  I had tasted my own cum before but I neither knew how
or wanted to try and explain the taste 'why not taste it'
   Apprehensively he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked it with
the tip of his tongue.  Then, deciding it wasn't foul tasting licked more.
   'Well?' I asked him.
   'It doesn't really taste of anything' he said, 'I thought it might be
horrible but it's okay'
   With his curiosity satisfied he continued to help me get my trousers
off. Soon we were both in our underpants.
   I pulled him close to me and kissed him briefly before kissing him
passionately again.  It felt delightful to think I was kissing a near naked
9-year-old boy.  Our tongues met before I explored his mouth.  He had
learnt well, and quickly and was an excellent kisser.  As we kissed I
slipped my hand into the back of his pants and felt his gorgeous smooth
little bum.  It was firm, and silky smooth without a single blemish.  Most
kids, in my experience had a pimple, mole or some other mark which you
could feel, but not Roman.  My finger traced the crack between his tight
little cheeks from top to bottom.  It must have tickled him a little as he
kind of wiggled his bum as I done it.  On the second run down I stopped at
the bottom and put four of my fingers between his legs from behind, cupping
his tight little ball sac.  I could feel the heat from his balls and the
smooth skin of the tight little sac holding two grape size balls.
   'Mmm' he murmured as I gently caressed them.
   I finally broke the kiss.
   'Nice?' I asked him.
   'Uh huh' was all he could manage in reply as I continued my attention in
his pants.
   I retrieved my hands from his red underpants, and Roman gave me a look
of disappointment.  I had decided it was now time for the main event.
   I hooked my thumbs in either side of the waistband of his pants and
gently began to tug them down.  They were very tight and they caught on the
tip of his boy cock, which was standing to attention like a guardsman
outside Buckingham Palace.  I eased it gently over the tip and continued to
pull them down.  Suddenly the little guardsman sprang out, still standing
resolutely to attention.  The gusset caught between his legs and Roman
reached down and freed them from between his legs, so that his red pants
were bunched just above his knees.  I felt like I'd reached the Holy Grail
and for the first time I saw his little boy cock, and what a cock. 
Perfectly proportioned for a boy of his age, and like me, he wasn't
circumcised, which I preferred.  I just loved, even with my own cock, to
pull the extra bit of dangly skin back to expose the hidden helmet
underneath.  It was like having an extra secret place to play with.
   'You are beautiful' I said to him.  And I meant it, he really was I
placed my left arm around him so my hand was at the small of his back. 
With my other hand I rubbed his flat little belly moving slowly downwards.
I gently cupped both his cock and balls in my hand and massaged him.
   'Mmm'
   'Nice?' I asked.  He nodded.  I continued to caress him as I pulled him
closer and kissed him, a couple of little pecks, and then a longer
passionate one.  I moved my hand up slightly so that my hand was on his boy
cock.  As I said it was a reasonable size for his 9 years and I loved the
feel of it, all hot and hard in the palm of my hand.  I took it between my
thumb and forefinger as I broke of the kiss, and began to gently pull his
little dangle foreskin back.  I moved my head down and took one of his
nipples into my mouth.  I swirled the tip of my tongue over them and I
heard him gasp.  I speeded up my hand movements, and every so often I would
pull the foreskin back to expose the head and rub my thumb over it.  He
seemed to go wild and shivered every time I did this.  My other hand
meanwhile had been caressing his bum cheeks and my fingertip was now
probing the tight little rosebud of his bum hole.  I pushed gently, not
wanting to hurt or alarm this lovely little boy and I felt a little
resistance.  I decided not to go further there, for now at least, and
concentrated on wanking his little cock.
   'That feels so nice', Roman informed me, his breath coming in little
pants.
   'If you think that feels nice..' I left the sentence unfinished as I
kissed and licked my way lower and lower, so that my face was about an inch
away from the Holy Grail.  I stuck out my tongue and just lightly flicked
the skin dangling at the end of his cock, and I saw it jump.  Then I sucked
just the end bit of skin.  Then I pulled the foreskin back to expose the
little helmet hidden underneath which was now glowing a little red
following my attention, and flicked my tongue across it.
   'Ooh' Roman was almost whimpering with pleasure now.  I then closed my
lips over the top and sucked gently.
   'Ooh..Aah..So nice' Roman was lost in his feelings now.  I sucked
further down; right down so that the whole of this 9-year-old cock was in
my sucking mouth and my lips touched his belly.  Then I opened my mouth
wider on the next trip down and took in his little balls too.  I sucked a
little harder each time my head went down and Roman was almost over the
edge.
   'Ooh..Ahh..Nice..Starting to tingle' he gasped.  I knew that tingling
sensation well from the days when a neighbour introduced me to sex.  It
meant Roman was about to cum...his first cum ever I suspected.  I then
started to suck harder and faster.
   'Tingling more...really tingling..Aah' I could feel his legs starting to
buckle and I knew he was having a dry little boy cum.  I knew that he would
want me to stop as it hurt after the tingle, so eased off gradually
eventually stopping and raising my head to look at my little boy lover.
   When Roman returned to earth from the high of his cum I urged him to sit
down before he fell down, his legs so weak from his first ever cum.
   'Nice?' I asked him.
   'I never felt like that before' he said ' my willy's still tingling'
   He looked down at it.  'And it's all red look!'
   I did look and it was.
   'It doesn't hurt though does it?' I asked
   'Oh no if feels nice..And really tingles still'
   'Don't worry the tingling will die down.  When you get older' I told
him, ' stuff like that pre-cum shoots out of it'
   'Really?' said Roman with great interest, 'does yours?'
   'Yeah' I replied
   'Cor I can't wait to see that' the little boy said with great
excitement.
   'Don't worry, you will' I told him
   'Can I do the same to you now?' he asked.
   'Course' I told him, as Roman reached for my pants...........


   
  
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