wly started to pump in and out of me. It felt a little uncomfortable at first, but I started to really get into and matched his rhythm by bucking my hips. He started to speed up and the sound of his flesh slapping my ass made me even hornier. In and out, in and out, faster and faster. He started to jack me off from behind and I couldn't contain myself. "O ... O ... O ... fuck me baby! ... I need your cock soooo much ... O ... I'm c ... cu ... cumming!" With one lusting thrust he came deep in my ass. I felt his cock pulsating inside me and his warm cum flooding me. We just collapsed with him still inside me. Once he caught his breath, he pulled out and rolled off me. We just sat there thinking about what we had just done. It was highly illegal, but we didn't care because for that moment at least we were in love. He held me in his arms and said, "I love you, Bobby. I don't want you to leave." "Don't worry, I never will. I'll be your little boy forever." The End

t ran, but I was frozen in place. The door opened and there stood the man from the pool in only a robe. He opened his mouth and quietly said, "My name's Mike." "Bo...Bobby," I stuttered.

"Bobby," he repeated to himself as if making sure to remember my name.

He quickly pulled me into the room and shut the door. Gripping my left shoulder gently, he moved his fingers through my hair. Then he leaned down and kissed my lips gently. It was the greatest feeling I had ever had: my first real kiss. He stuck his tongue out slightly and licked my smooth lips. I was a little resistant at first, but then I opened my mouth and started to cooperate. Since I was a novice, I really didn't know what I was doing but he didn't seem to care. He wrapped his arms around me and caressed my back. I leapt up and threw my legs around his waist. My bare feet crossed each other behind him. Then he moved his hands under my ass and started playing with my butthole. I thought it was wierd at first but I became very turned on by it before long.

After we had made out for a while, he tossed me onto his bed. He slowly pulled off all my clothes. Once I was completely naked, I was embarassed and tried to cover myself with my arms, but he grabbed my arms, straddled me with his knees, and started kissing me again. When my arms relaxed he sat up and started kissing amy neck and chest. When he got to my small pink nipples, he started sucking on them. I couldn't help but start to coo softly. As he kept moving down past my stomach, though, my cooing turned into a an erratic moaning sound. But he kept moving past my hairless crotch and skipped straight to my feet. I was about to protest but as if he knew what I was going to say, he said, "Don't worry, I'll get to that sweet boy-cock of yours."

I started to settle down a bit as he began sucking my toes, because it felt much better than I had expected. I started moaning a little too loudly so he stopped and put his finger to his lips. Then he began working his way up my legs, kissing them soothingly as he went. I almost came immediately when he came to my inner thighs. I felt wonderful, because he was spending so much time on me as if he loved me.

"Tell me you want it," he said.

"What?," I whispered.

"Tell me you want it," he said again.

"I want it, I want it!"

"Call me sweetie," he demanded.

"I want it, sweetie!," I practically shouted, now prepared to do anything.

With that he took my hard little cock with his mouth and started sucking. I was in ecstasy as he started moving his mouth back and forth, his lips popping every time his head rose off my boyhood. My hips started pumping and he grabbed my ass. He pulled apart my cheeks and stuck his finger in my hole. He swirled it around slowly in a certain rhythm with his sucking. Faster, and faster until I couldn't contain myself.

"Sweeetie! I'm ... cum ... cumming," I stammered. Then I came in his mouth and he swallowed it all. He moved back up to my face and right before we kissed again I whispered sweetly, "I love you, honey."

To be continued . . . ?

rds, my feet slapping the concrete, tossed my shirt on a bench and jumped in. The water rushed up my trunks and aroused me more than a little. At fifteen, I had only started mastubating a few months before and so everything was a sexual adventure for me. I was always exposing myself secretly in public. For instance, I liked to sleep naked because it made me feel vulnerable. Everywhere I went I thought of something sexual to the point where I had to pleasure myself at least three times a day. My favorite game, though, was to put my penis through the front of my swimming trunks when I was in a pool. Noone ever noticed because I was either turned away or they weren't looking under water (at 5'3", I was short enough for my shorts to be completely submerged in shallow water). Tonight, though, noone was in the pool so I pulled my shorts down. After a few minutes of just standing there, I cautiously put my hands under the water and starting playing with myself. I was excited and so I just fumbled around with my penis until it got hard and then I started slowly jacking off. I closed my eyes and I was in heaven. The sensation was unbelievable as my skinny little hand moved back and forth over my slender 5" boyhood. I was just about to cum when I heard a small splash, like someone just slipped quietly into the pool. My eyes shot open and to my horror a man was standing about 15 feet away in a slightly deeper part of the pool. I was in such shock all I could do was pull up my shorts really fast and turn to the pool wall like nothing happened. For five minutes I just sat there, my face red with embarassment, as I stared unblinkingly at the plants surrounding the pool. Unwilling to run from the pool like a sissy, I turned around - he was still there, doing laps across the pool - and calmly started swimming towards the deeper end where I could pull myself out and walk back to my room. On my way, however, he brushed passed me and I felt his hand grab my butt. He caressed it quickly and kept swimming by like nothing had happened. I turned around in shock and looked back at him, still making his way across to the other end. As I was thinking about what had just happened, he came back and this time had a clear shot at the front of my trunks. I felt his hand groping my penis through the thin fabric of my trunks and I got ... excited and my cock started to stiffen and I started to shake nervously. As I had never had any sexual contact with anyone, I was slightly deperate and since he caught me when I was obviously very horny, I was receptive to his touches. My heart dropped, though, when he mounted the metal steps at the side of the pool and climbed out. I felt depressed as he started to walk away, but then he turned, his towel on his head, and said, "You should probably go to the showers now to clean yourself off. After all, it is a public pool." To be continued ...

room with showerheads on three walls and bathroom stalls on the other. With no curtains it was obviously meant for rinsing off and not for full-on nude bathing. When I walked in the door, I caught my first good look of the man from the pool: he was slightly pale, had a slender build, and was just beginning to sprout gray hairs. He had a face that wasn't distinct in that he wasn't overly handsome, but he wasn't ugly and he didn't have a delicate face but it wasn't rough either; you could lose him in a crowd and you would never pick him out. He was alone in the dim light of the showers. He sized me up for a moment, then spoke: "Come over here and take a shower." I took the showerhead next to him and turned it on. After rinsing for a few minutes without speaking, he took off his trunks. I turned and stared at his manhood; it was already erect and looked to be about 6" long with average girth. "Sorry, you don't mind, do you? The shower in my room is broken and I need to wash down here." It was obviously a lie (it was a very nice and well-maintained hotel) but I was so mesmerized that I didn't care. I just stared and stared and my little cock started to swell until it almost burst through my trunks. I was a little embarassed despite the fact that I was prepared to do far more than just stare. I turned to hide my face, and a second later I felt a hand grab my ass and squeeze. It didn't stop until I turned around about 5 seconds later and he looked at me and and said, "Sorry, I slipped." Yeah right!, but I was turned on even more by his lies. He just stood there with his cock at full attention and I couldn't help but look down and I saw it again. I was losing it and I knew that I couldn't last much longer before I knew I would drop to my knees. He must have seen it too because he put his left hand on my head and his right on his cock and pushed my head down a little. I didn't need more encouragement and so I dropped down and put his cock right on my lips. I stuck out my little tongue to taste it and I was in a whirlwind of sexual excitement after that. I engulfed his warm, hard cock with my mouth and started sucking like it was a lollipop; I basically assaulted his cock with my tongue. I just started swirling my tonuge all around his sweet dick and he started groaning like I've never heard before or since. I was just sucking and sucking with my little boyish mouth. Then he started fucking my face. No, it's more accurate to say I was fucking his cock because I was certainly setting the rhythm. He may have had his hand on the back of my head but I was pumping of my own free will. After a few minutes he started moaning louder and louder until his cum hit the back of my throat. In all my fantasies I had never thought of this and I was shocked and immediately started to gag and I threw up on the shower floor. He just laughed and said, "Room 235. I'll be there all day tomorow." Then he bent down, kissed my lips lightly, gave my ass one last squeeze and walked out the door." To be continued ... (if anybody wants me to finish)

room with showerheads on three walls and bathroom stalls on the other. With no curtains it was obviously meant for rinsing off and not for full-on nude bathing. When I walked in the door, I caught my first good look of the man from the pool: he was slightly pale, had a slender build, and was just beginning to sprout gray hairs. He had a face that wasn't distinct in that he wasn't overly handsome, but he wasn't ugly and he didn't have a delicate face but it wasn't rough either; you could lose him in a crowd and you would never pick him out. He was alone in the dim light of the showers. He sized me up for a moment, then spoke: "Come over here and take a shower." I took the showerhead next to him and turned it on. After rinsing for a few minutes without speaking, he took off his trunks. I turned and stared at his manhood; it was already erect and looked to be about 6" long with average girth. "Sorry, you don't mind, do you? The shower in my room is broken and I need to wash down here." It was obviously a lie (it was a very nice and well-maintained hotel) but I was so mesmerized that I didn't care. I just stared and stared and my little cock started to swell until it almost burst through my trunks. I was a little embarassed despite the fact that I was prepared to do far more than just stare. I turned to hide my face, and a second later I felt a hand grab my ass and squeeze. It didn't stop until I turned around about 5 seconds later and he looked at me and and said, "Sorry, I slipped." Yeah right!, but I was turned on even more by his lies. He just stood there with his cock at full attention and I couldn't help but look down and I saw it again. I was losing it and I knew that I couldn't last much longer before I knew I would drop to my knees. He must have seen it too because he put his left hand on my head and his right on his cock and pushed my head down a little. I didn't need more encouragement and so I dropped down and put his cock right on my lips. I stuck out my little tongue to taste it and I was in a whirlwind of sexual excitement after that. I engulfed his warm, hard cock with my mouth and started sucking like it was a lollipop; I basically assaulted his cock with my tongue. I just started swirling my tonuge all around his sweet dick and he started groaning like I've never heard before or since. I was just sucking and sucking with my little boyish mouth. Then he started fucking my face. No, it's more accurate to say I was fucking his cock because I was certainly setting the rhythm. He may have had his hand on the back of my head but I was pumping of my own free will. After a few minutes he started moaning louder and louder until his cum hit the back of my throat. In all my fantasies I had never thought of this and I was shocked and immediately started to gag and I threw up on the shower floor. He just laughed and said, "Room 235. I'll be there all day tomorow." Then he bent down, kissed my lips lightly, gave my ass one last squeeze and walked out the door." To be continued ... (if anybody wants me to finish)