Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2007 15:08:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Micheal Miguel <[email protected]>
Subject: Albuquerque Skaterboys 10
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Albuquerque Skaterboys - Part 10
The elderly man stood mesmerized and amazed by the incredible sight
that he had unexpectedly found himself witness to in this modest home
located in Albuquerque. He heard the surprised gasps of the two
prepubescent boys whom he had met outside when he drove up in his RV. They
seemed to know the occupant of the home that he was looking for and they
had brought him inside to meet that person. Little did any of them know
that they would walk-in upon a well-built man in his forties engaged in
penetrating a lithe teen-age boy from behind with a very impressive member.
The look of sheer pleasure was evident upon the face of each particpant so
there was no mistaking that they both were clearly enjoying themselves in
what they thought to be a private indulgence.
"Shit!!! What're... you doing here!" said a startled Tony suddenly
noticing the elderly intruder, "You can't come into my home! You're
trespassing!!!" The forty-five year old man pulled his nine-inch cock out
of his teen partner and then turned toward the much older stranger. Matt,
the pubescent recipient of Tony's physical affection, had a look of
confusion tinted with suspicion replacing the look of pleasure he had mere
moments earlier.
"Now, now," said the elderly man in a reassuring tone attempting to
calm everyone down, "I got here a few days early is all. Remember I told
you that I would be stopping by to see you?" The elderly man gave Tony
whose stomach was clenched tight by this unexpected encounter a soothing
smile and a friendly wink as if trying to convince the younger man of his
peaceful intentions. He knew his unexpected appearance had caused a
dramatic turn that made the middle-aged man and the boys afraid and
nervous.
Matt looked at the two younger boys, Rudy and Carlos, with a
withering look of severe admonishment for bringing this unknown man into
Tony's home without checking first. Especially, when he was
whole-heartedly playing Ganymede to Tony's portrayal of Zeus. The
Cupbearer was chagrined mightily with the sudden loss of attention from his
beloved Master.
"Baxter?" Tony said a bit unsure as if the name was slowly dawning
on him, "But...but, I thought you were coming by next week?" The look of
tenseness slowly drained from the large naked man's face and was replaced
by relief that lifted the frightening tension in the air. The mood in the
kitchen where everyone stood lightened up immensely. The three boys felt
their secret world of carnal escapades which was endangered became safe
once more much to their relief and delight.
"I'm sorry, but, I couldn't get a hold of you earlier. My computer
stopped working near El Paso," explained the wizened old man with round
spectacles that gave him a harmless grandfatherly appearance, "Probably
picked up one of them bug thingies." He looked at the naked forty-five
year old man with admiration as he was impressed by the thick prodigious
member that protruded proudly from the larger man's crotch area. The thick
nine-inches of manhood exhuded virility.
"No. That's okay, Mr. Baxter," replied Tony who had returned to
his normal friendly state, "I really wasn't expecting anyone today. Take a
seat while I send the boys home." Matt had walked over to stand behind
Rudy and Carlos so to cover his lithe naked body before the seemingly
innocuous old man that Tony was now accepting into his humble home.
"Well, I could tell," said Mr. Baxter with an amused chuckle as he
sat down at the still cluttered kitchen table, "To be honest, sonny, I've
never been witness to such a sight as I just saw moments ago with you and
that handsome youngster. Raised the dead if you catch my drift, eh?" The
old man gave Matt a naughty wink that made the teen boy blush in a cute
way. Tony smiled at his young lover's awkward situation of being
complimented by this unknown elderly man who obviously understood and
appreciated his relationship with Tony.
"Matt, get dressed and take the boys home, okay?" commanded Tony,
"I'll call you tonight to see if you all made it home safely." Matt nodded
and herded the two younger Hispanic boys away from the kitchen leaving Tony
and Mr. Baxter alone.
"They all seem like lovely boys, Tony," complimented the elderly
man, "In all our chats, you never mentioned you had any boys for fooling
around with."
"Well, I thought it best to keep it secret," replied Tony trying to
clean up while still naked as if nudity was his natural state, "Protecting
the boys is what is most important to me. I'm sure you understand how bad
it could be if anyone found out what they were doing with me."
"You don't have to sell it to me, sonny," the old man said in a
sympathetic voice, "Spent my whole life hiding the fact that I like to look
at little boys. Keeping it from my poor late wife all those many years of
marriage. It was really hard. I've always pitied those poor bastards who
were found out. It's always seemed to me folks made more trouble out of it
then it was worth. Wrecking the life of some man whose only sin is loving
a boy. Messing up the head of the boy involved with talk of guilt and talk
of sin. All because some pain-in-the-ass wants to know who is poking who
cause they ain't gettin' any themselves. It's a damn shame is what I say."
"Yup. It's a real damn shame," agreed Tony as he sat down at the
table and motioned for the older man to take a seat as well, "It seems all
my life I've been having to hide what I enjoy doing. Unfortunately, I've
known too many good men and boys brought to ruin by so called do-gooders.
It's why I work so hard to keep all this secret even amongst those I enjoy
sharing my passion with online. One can't be too careful when the ones you
love are at risk." The old man nodded sympathetically in agreement.
From the hallway, Matt walked into the kitchen where the two men
were conversing and he was fully clothed. In his hands was a blue bathrobe
that he handed to Tony. Unknown to the old man, the bathrobe had been a
birthday gift from the teen boy to the older man for his last birthday.
What the older man did notice was how respectful the teen boy was toward
the naked forty-five year old man which he suspected was the small tip of
an iceberg of hidden affection between the two illicit lovers.
"Matt, I want you to meet someone that I met online and that I have
grown to trust," Tony said to the teen-age boy as he stood up and put on
his blue bathrobe, "His name is Mr. Baxter. Mr. Baxter, this is Matt.
He's my most special young friend." A bit shy and still uncomfortable at
being found engaged in the act of being willingly sodomized, Matt put his
hand out and the elderly man shook it enthusiatically.
"Pleased to meet you, son," Mr. Baxter said with a genial tone to
Matt while he admired the handsome teen's features, "Pardon my saying, but,
I can see definitely see why Tony likes you. He's a very lucky man
indeed!" Matt blushed as he looked sheepishly at Tony who had a proud
smile on his face.
"Uhm, thanks, Mr. Baxter," Matt said getting more nervous from the
compliment, "Well....me and the guys are taking off, okay? It's nice to
meet you, sir." During the conversation, Rudy and Carlos had appeared in
the doorway fully cleaned up and dressed. They both looked so innocent as
if thoughts of sex had never crossed their youthful minds.
"Let me see you all out," said Tony, "Excuse me a moment,
Mr. Baxter. Feel free to raid the fridge while I'm gone, okay?" the
balding old man smiled and nodded as the forty-five year old man and the
three angelic boys disappeared towards the front of the house. Moments
later, Tony reappeared alone and sat at the table once more.
"Sorry about that, sir," apologized Tony as he settled into his
chair, "I think it was better for them to leave. They really don't know
anything about my past. I don't talk about it much to anyone." A look of
surprise came across the older man's wrinkled features.
"Well, you are full of surprises!" exclaimed Mr. Baxter, "So, those
youngsters have no idea that you used to put them to shame in-between the
sheets?" As if remembering a treasured memory, Tony nodded softly and
wistfully.
"They just know that I messed around some as a boy," answered Tony,
"But, that's all. They just think it was nothing really serious like the
stuff that we do with each other." The old man chuckled with amusement as
he savored the twist of fate that he had unexpectedly stumbled upon.
"To me, you were the best," mused the old man looking at the
middle-aged man with a look of reverance, "You don't know how many times I
thought of you when I was taking care of my husbandly duties with my sweet
Leona. Made me poke her harder thinking it was you I with."
"Thanks," replied Tony with a slight blush, "If you would've known
me as a boy. I'm sure getting me into bed would've been pretty easy. Lots
of other guys had me back then. Why not you?" A wistful look of sadness
crossed Mr. Baxter's wrinkled visage as he pondered for a moment what could
have been many years ago when he was stronger and younger.
"I know. I do wish had been braver in trying to find a boy like
you. Many times, I thought about some of the cute boys that were the
friends of my sons and I imagined them undressed. But, I was too chicken
to do more than that," explained Mr. Baxter looking at Tony as the old man
bared his long hidden desires and frustrations, "So, I just kept it inside
and lived through those magazines of you naked and doing all sorts of
naughty things. Things I would have given my right arm to do with you
myself. You were my dream boy. My perfect angel." The old man looked at
the kitchen table a bit drained after having just told an actual living
person his most hidden secret.
"Thanks. I never thought of it as being anything special,"
answered Tony trying to diminish the uniqueness of his boyhood which had
drove the old man to find him, "Lots of boys were doing it. Lots of men,
too. The only thing that's changed is that people are really uptight about
anything with sex and kids. Hell, I grew up on sex and I turned out decent
enough."
"You sure did, sonny," the old man said with a sparkle returning to
his bespectacled eyes, "It's good to see that you grew up so well-grounded
and bringing up a new generation into the life. How did you get your
start, son? You were pretty young as I recall. To this day, I can still
remember picking up that copy of NUDIST MOPPETS and finding you romping
around in your birthday suit without a care in the world. Right then and
there, I fell heads over heels for you. You were my favorite boy ever!!!"
The old man pounded his fist on the table to emphasize his point.
"I don't think I was that special. When I first started out, I
just thought it was playing around that adults did," replied Tony, "I was
too young to really know anything else except that it really felt good and
I wanted to do it alot once I discovered how to do it." Mr. Baxter was
curious as to how the beautiful boy that he had fallen in love with had
begun showing up naked in magazines and films found only in adult
bookstores during the late Sixties and early Seventies.
"So, tell me how it all began," prodded Mr. Baxter trying to quench
a decades long thirst to know more about his beloved former boy, "I really
want to know before I pass the Pearly Gates, son."
"Okay," relented Tony as he sat back in his chair to tell of his
unique childhood, "I'll start at the beginning." The old man listened
intently and leaned forward to hear the tale of the middle-aged man's
boyhood in the underworld of nude boy modeling and early boy pornography.
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It was 1968 and I had just turned eight years old. My mom and dad
were free-love advocates devoted to many aspects of the counter-culture.
They actively promoted nudism and back-to-nature with an almost religious
fervor. Ever since I could remember, my family moved almost aimlessly from
one hippie commune to another. A few months in California. Another few
months in New Mexico. Sometimes we went to Mexico, too. We bounced around
wherever we could go. We were poor hippies but so was everyone else that
we knew. My folks preferred others who shared their liberal views on
nudity and sex. Naturally, this meant that I had seen lots of adults naked
and sometimes having sex. I saw some older kids like teens doing it a few
times also but I never really understood it or had tried it. Sex between
guys was never seen by me before and it had never occurred to me that
adults and kids did anything like that together.
One day, I was playing with some other kids my age and younger at
this commune in Texas near the Gulf coast. The people there were all
nudists so we were all naked which helped because it was really hot. I
recall that I did not like wearing clothes at age eight and spent most of
my time partially or totally undressed. Out of nowhere, this thirteen-year
old red-headed boy came up to me. He looked alot like that boy from the
LOST IN SPACE television show. It was a show I liked watching sometimes
whenever my folks came to a commune that allowed a television. I thought
the robot on that show was really cool. The boy with red-hair was naked
like the rest of us and the only thing he wore was a friendly smile.
"Hey kid," the red-headed boy told me, "How come you're playing
with these babies? You want to do something really cool?" The new boy was
about five-feet two-inches tall and weighed like ninety to a hundred
pounds. I can still remember how he had really reddish blonde hair that
hung over his emerald green eyes and his lips were really full like they
were swollen. My hair was reddish brown but his was brighter. People
would sometimes ask if we were brothers. His skin was totally smooth and
lightly bronzed with no tan lines whatsoever. One could tell by the
missing tanlines that he wore no clothes whatsoever most, if not all, of
the time. Later, I found out that he loved to swim at the beach alot which
explained the excellent muscle tone that he had complimented by a trace of
pubescent fat giving him a wonderful build. The sun had bleached the few
wisps of pubes that he had till they were the color of straw.
"Uh...sure...I guess so," I said not really sure why this older boy
was asking me and none of the other kids but I it DID make me feel special
that I had been picked, "What is it?" The older boy grinned even wider and
his green-eyes sparkled brightly.
"You got to promise that you won't tell anyone. Even your folks,
okay?" the strange new boy told me in a way that made me feel that he was
about to reveal a world-shattering secret and that I was about to be taken
into the strictest confidence, "It's like being a superhero kinda
like...Batman." Once he told me that I was hooked.
"I like Batman!" I told him naively while we walked away from the
other kids who looked at me enviously for having been chosen for some
secret group that had special privileges of which only I would know and not
them.
"Cool! Me too!" my new-found friend told me excitedly. I followed
him through the commune feeling pretty excited. Finally, we reached a
small bungalow far from the one that my family stayed in. It was in a more
isolated part of the commune.
"My name's Skip," the older boy told me before we went into the
bungalow that he had led me to, "What's yours?"
"Tony," I told him as we went inside the bungalow. Inside was this
older naked man that I had seen before. His name was Gus Stain. When I
first met him he was in his early forties. He was six-feet three inches
tall and was a lanky 190 pounds. His most noticeable trait to me was that
he had alot of body hair. He once told me a few years later that he felt
it exhuded virility and manliness.
A few weeks earlier Gus Stain had taken some pictures of me and
some other kids playing or standing around at this other nudist commune in
California. I saw him speaking to my mom and dad a couple of times before
that so I thought he was a friend of theirs. They had plenty of strange
friends so it wasn't so unusual to me if they knew him. Later on in life,
I found out that this man had noticed me because he thought that I looked
like a young Kurt Russell but with red hair. Gus had a thing for boys who
looked like well-known boy actors. Skip was a runaway he had picked up a
couple of years earlier at some bus stop in Dallas. Gus had picked him up
because he thought Skip looked like that kid from LOST IN SPACE too.
Unknown to me at the time, Gus had convinced my folks that he was a serious
art photographer who promoted the joys of nudism and natural living. Also,
he had told them that they should seriously consider allowing me to model
for him because I represented natural purity. In reality, Gus was an
ex-advertising executive who had turned to the counter-culture and nudism
to engage in his interest in photographing naked boys for European naturist
magazines. How did I know at age eight that I would become his most
popular model.
"Hey Gus, I'm back with my new friend! His name is Tony," said
Skip aloud as Gus roused from his wicker chair where he was reading some
letters to greet us with a big smile on his serious looking face as if the
older boy had brought him a gift, "This is the guy who takes care of me,
Tony. This is Gus. You'll really like him. He's really groovy." I
remember feeling nervous but since I kind of knew the guy I wasn't scared.
In the back of my mind, I wanted to do the really cool stuff that I had
been promised. Where was my secret club I thought?
"Hello Tony," Gus told me as he greeted me by mussing up my hair in
a playful way that made me feel that he must be a really cool guy if my new
friend, Skip, liked him alot and trusted him, "Do you remember me?" I
looked up into the hazel eyes of this friendly man as he gave me a really
friendly wink which made me like him more and then one to Skip who just
smiled mischieviously and winked back in reciprocation.
"Yeah,...I remember you took some pictures of me," I replied a bit
unsure as to what his point was in asking, "Did you want to take some
more?" Skip had quietly closed the door and shades while I was talking to
Gus as if to prevent anyone from seeing inside the bungalow.
"I would enjoy that. Your pictures turned out really good. You
should be a model because you're such a pretty boy like those on TV and the
movies. I can show them to you sometime and, maybe, we can take some more
better ones. You and Skip can take some together if you feel like it,"
explained Gus as he gazed down on me while I stood before him, "Skip likes
for me to take pictures of him. Isn't that right, Skip?"
"Yup, it's lots of fun!" answered The red-headed thirteen-year old
with his hands on his hips standing next to me, "Can I show him some of my
pictures, Gus? I think Tony'll like them. Gus took some really groovy
pictures of me, Tony." Skip looked eager to show the eight-year old boy
his modeling accomplishments.
"It'd be cool to see your pictures," I replied because I had become
curious. Gus nodded and he went over to another room where a mattress was
and from inside a storage trunk he pulled a packed manila envelope out.
The naked man handed the envelope to the naked adolescent boy who took it
with enthusiasm.
"Here are some recent pictures I've taken of Skip. They're quite
good. I was just getting ready to send them out to Europe where he's quite
popular, Tony," said Gus as he sat down in the wicker chair once more,
"Show them to our new friend, Skip." Dutifully, Skip with his envelope sat
on a mat next to the wicker chair and motioned for me to join him which I
did because I was curious to see the type of pictures which would end up in
a magazine.
"You take pictures for magazines?" I asked impressed because I felt
special that he wanted to take some photos of me and put them in a
magazine, "I want to see them." Skip smiled with pride as he pulled some
glossy color eight-by-tens from the manila envelope.
"Look at these ones, Tony. Gus took them of me a couple weeks ago
when we were in Brownsville at this really great beach. It was really cool
swimming there!" gushed Skip as he handed me the pictures with pride, "I
want to go back one day. Maybe, you and me can take some pictures there
sometime, huh?"
I nodded as I looked at the many pictures showing Skip nude in
various poses on some sandy beach. More then a few pictures showed the
barely pubescent boy to be obviously aroused. The red-headed boy enjoyed
being photographed and he was totally immodest. Having been a nudist all
eight years of my life and having seen Skip naked already, I found the
pictures showing my new friend naked to be nothing out of the ordinary. I
wondered what was so special about them that people would buy magazines
with pictures of Skip running around nude like he always seemed to do. In
the back of my mind, I felt that I could do the same.
"Skip takes really good pictures. He's my best model." commented
Gus quite casually, "I bet you and him would take terrific pictures
together. The magazines I sell my pictures to would definitely want the
both of you together. You want to be a model like Skip, Tony?" Skip
nudged me on the shoulder and nodded to prod me into joining Gus and him in
their little group.
"I want to," I told Gus, "But, I don't know if my mom and dad'll
let me." Skip gave Gus a look of concern.
"Don't worry about it, Tony," answered Gus calmly, "I know your mom
and dad pretty well. Let me talk to them. I should be able to work out
something with them, okay?" Skip smiled and nodded in agreement which made
me feel better because I felt that I was on the verge of joining a very
special group of people. Little did I realize that I was about to enter a
very secretive and taboo world that would change my life.
"Gus'll take care of everything, Tony," added Skip as if to
convince me that it would be okay to join them cause Gus would use his
friendship with my parents to talk them into letting me be one of his
models, "I've been modeling for him since I was eleven. He's almost like
my dad. No..no...waitaminute....he's even better then my dad cause he lets
me do all kinds of groovy stuff."
"Really?" I asked not too sure as to what Skip was talking about,
"What kinda stuff?" As if on cue, Skip got that naughty smile on his face
and his eyes really sparkled as he looked at me then at Gus who returned it
with a nod. Skip reached into his manila envelope again and he pulled out
another handful of pictures which he handed over to me.
"Check these out, Tony," my new adolescent friend told me as if
sharing a special secret, "These are really cool! Ever done anything like
this before?" I looked the new pictures over and I saw that they were of
Skip performing sex acts with Gus. It was clear that both my new friends
were enjoying themselves in a way that I had never known before.
As the son of free-love advocates, I had seen similar sex acts
performed by adults occasionally. However, I had never known another boy
close to my age who had engaged in these acts. It was all new to me that
kids my age would engage in these acts whose appeal had eluded me up till
then. I had touched myself a few times but I only found it mildly
stimulating and I don't recall ever having had an orgasm before age eight.
Having an erection was entirely natural to me and I ignored it when it
occurred. Looking at the pictures caused my little pecker to harden a bit
though I could not explain why.
"I've seen my mom do this like you're doing here," I told Skip as I
pointed at a picture in which the older red-haired boy had Gus's erect cock
in his mouth as the older hairy male lay on his back enjoying the oral
attention on his member, "Sometimes when she thinks I'm asleep I see her
doing that to my dad or one of their friends. She puts their weinie when
it gets all long into her mouth. They make all these weird noises and try
to push more of it in her mouth like this." I put my finger in my mouth
and moved it in and out.
Gus chuckled and I noticed that his cock had become hard like in
the pictures. It was the first time that I had noticed Gus's penis
emerging from the thick bush of curly black pubes that hid his ping-pong
sized balls. The man in his forties had a thin cut cock which made it
appear long but it was really seven inches with a mushroom shaped-tip.
Looking at it made my own small cock get harder though I could not
understand it at such a tender age.
"Guys like it when their dicks get sucked, Tony. It feels really
good," explained Gus in almost a fatherly way, "It's lots of fun. I love
getting sucked. Don't you agree, Skip?" I looked at Skip who I noticed
was fully erect himself. His boyish cock was between four or five inches
and was uncut. It looked like a bigger version of mine except that mine
was cut.
"I love doing it!" responded Skip on cue with enthusiasm, "Its so
much fun making guys cum. Gus was the one who showed me how its done and
I've been doing it every chance I get. It's so much fun. Doing it is so
cool that you won't believe that you can do it with us anytime you want!"
Hearing Skip argue for it convinced me that it must be alright and I looked
through more of the pictures of these new friends of mine engaging in what
I believed to be fun-looking activities. I told myself that it looked easy
enough to do.
"Show him how easy it is, Skip," suggested Gus as I curiously
looked at some pictures of Skip on his back with his legs up and spread
apart while Gus was sticking his hard cock near his butthole, "Tony might
want to see how it's done. Or, he might want to try it with you, okay?"
Gus lay back on his wicker chair with his legs spread out as if in
invitation for a sexual act to be performed on his erect member.
"Check this out, Tony," responded Skip as he knelt between the
older man's outspread legs taking position to begin performing fellatio for
the benefit me to learn how it to do it.
"Okay," I told Skip as I inched closer and watched him slowly take
the tip of Gus's hard cock between his moist lips. It was fascinating to
see this thirteen-year old boy slowly swallowing a grown man's cock till it
was almost completely buried deep in his throat. When I had seen my mom do
it, I was watching from far away. Now, I was watching it up close and it
was hypnotic to see. Skip's head bobbed up and down in slow motion.
Sometimes, Gus's cock would slip completely out from between Skip's wet
lips but he would quickly recover and resume swallowing the saliva wet
cock. From the very beginning, I noticed that Skip was really good at
sucking cock and I learned much from his expertise over the years. For his
part, Gus would groan softly every so often. To help Skip keep a steady
tempo, he had placed his right hand softly on the back of the teen-boy's
head.
"See...uh...uh...it's...not...so hard," Gus said as he enjoyed the
red-headed boy between his legs sucking his dick with expert skill learned
during Skip's two years with him, "Want...to try?" My eyes were locked
upon Skip performing oral sex as I nodded softly though not entirely sure
that I could do it good enough for Gus to enjoy it like he was doing now.
Hearing Gus, Skip slowly let the stiff cock inside his mouth slowly slide
out and he continued to expertly lick it from tip to base till I took
position next to him. Once I got my head close enough to the seven-inch
cock that he was vigorously licking, Skip pointed it towards my face.
Slowly, I put my tongue on it like he had done and I licked it like I would
a popsicle. It seemed easy enough but I quickly learned that I could not
swallow it all the way like Skip had done. Trying to swallow more, I
almost choked and pulled back quickly.
"That's okay. It was like that my first time, too. Just put the
tip in your mouth, Tony," Skip instructed me as he held Gus's cock with his
right hand so it wouldn't move away from me and he massaged Gus's hairy
balls with his left hand, "Don't try to swallow it like me. You'll choke
cause it's so big. Suck on the tip only. Pretend its a tootsie pop.
There....that's way better." I sucked on Gus's hard cock for a few minutes
and I was beginning to think that I wasn't doing it right because it didn't
seem so great. Every so often, Gus would groan and I noticed that he would
thrust a little bit into my mouth which would cause me to pull back
slightly so it wouldn't cause me to choke again.
"I'm ...cumming," Gus groaned as he put his hand on the back of my
head as he had done with Skip, "Taste...my cream...Tony." I didn't know
what he meant when he said that but I could feel the tip of his cock begin
to twitch in my mouth. It both scared and fascinated me that I was causing
someone to "cum" especially a grown man. I didn't know what it was but I
thought that if Skip could do it so could I.
"Get ready, Tony. It's going to squirt out really fast in your
mouth. Don't worry cuz it's not pee. It's just cum," Skip said becoming
excited as well, "It's like salty cream only. Swallow what you can. Don't
worry about the rest, alright?" His face had moved in closer to mine as if
I should fail then he would take over swallowing this mysterious "cum" that
I had never seen before. Because Gus was holding my head down on his cock
so it wouldn't escape from between my lips, I readied myself to swallow
whatever Gus was going to squirt into my mouth.
"Aaaaah.....yesssss!!!" groaned Gus as I felt his cock give a
violent twitch between my lips and a warm gooey liquid filled my mouth. I
was surprised by how thick it was and how it would gush out with each
twitch. Remembering what Skip had told me, I began to swallow it quickly
but it gushed too fast for me and it shot out of my nostrils like milk.
Because Gus was holding my head down on his squirting cock, I couldn't pull
away and some of the cum ran out of the sides of my mouth too.
After he finished squirting the gooey stuff from his cock, Gus let
me pull my head away. He smiled at me and mussed my hair while I wiped
some of the thick white goo off my face. I got the impression that I had
passed an important test with him. Strangely enough, I did feel a sense of
pride in doing what I had just done though I couldn't explain why.
Perhaps, it was because it was the first blowjob that I had ever done.
"This is cum?" I asked innocently with the salty taste still in my
mouth and I could fully taste it when I licked my lips, "It's really sticky
and tastes kinda weird."
"I was like that at first but I love how it tastes now. Gus always
shoots lots of cum so its hard to swallow it all," commented Skip who was
smiling happily because I had joined him and Gus in their special world,
"You did it pretty good for your first time, Tony." Without realizing it,
I had begun rubbing myself till I was rock hard and it felt way much better
than before.
"I think you got horny when you gave me a blowjob," said Gus as he
lay back in his wicker chair savoring the orgasm that I had just given him,
"Skip can help you by doing for you what you did for me. Stand up, Tony,
and let Skip show you how good it feels to be sucked off." Curious by what
I was feeling as I rubbed myself, I stood up and my boyish cock jutted out
like a small sausage from my abdomen. It seemed to be harder then I had
ever remembered it being before.
"Hold still and I'll suck your cock like I did Gus, okay?" Skip
said while on his knees before me bending down low to take my small cock in
his mouth. It felt really good as my thirteen-year old friend began to
lick and suck on my tiny erection. I had never felt anything feel so good
ever in my young life. It was no wonder that my dad and those other men
liked my mom doing it to them. The good feeling made me squirm and I
instinctively thrust my hips. This drove my boyish cock back and forth
between Skip's lips like I had seen Gus do with his larger cock when Skip
was sucking him.
"This...feels...gooooood," I moaned as the pleasure from having my
cock sucked for the first time grew more intense, "Is...this... cummmming?"
Skip sucked on my erection more harder which caused the incredible pleasure
to jump up temendously causing me to get light-headed and weak-kneed. I'm
certain I was groaning and moaning by that point because I have always been
noisy during sex.
"You're almost there, Tony," said Gus sitting back and enjoying the
sex act being performed by the two boys before him, "When you cum, you'll
know it!"
As he said that, I remember an incredible wave of the most intense
pleasure I had ever experienced bursting forth from my small dick. It
seized my eight-year old body and caused me to spasm uncontrollably. I
could tell that I was thrusting my cock wildly into Skip's mouth but it
seemed to happen automatically without my control. Because of his
experience, Skip had gripped my buttcheeks with both hands and had sucked
hard so my twitching cock would stay completely engulfed in his mouth.
This helped to keep me steady once the intense orgasm had passed over me
and I was left weak and barely able to stand. Once it was all over, I had
stumbled back to sit on Gus's lap to recover my bearings. Skip stood up
smiling proud of his performance of fellating me for my first time.
"Damn! I made you cum for the first time," Skip said happily, "Did
you like it? I bet you did cause everyone I suck does!!!" While Skip
celebrated his accomplishment, Gus rubbed my back as I slowly recovered
from my first orgasm. To this day, I still enjoy having my back rubbed
afer a good orgasm and I like doing it to the boys I am with too.
"It felt really good!," I said still amazed at how wonderful an
orgasm could feel and puzzled at how I had never made myself feel that good
when I rubbed myself before, "How come I didn't squirt any white stuff like
you?" I touched my little cock and I noticed that the tip was a little
sore.
"you're still too young, Tony," answered Gus who was still rubbing
my back tenderly, "Guys begin to make cum when they turn around thirteen,
like Skip. He is only beginning to make sperm in his balls. It's still
clear now but when he gets as old as me it will get as thick and white like
mine. Like Skip told you, he loves making my cum squirt out so he can
swallow it." As he mentioned cum, I could still taste his in my mouth and
it was not unpleasant to me at all. Rather, I found it had a strong nutty
flavor tinged with a strong saltiness that I would experience many times
through my youth.
"It's groovy making you squirt your jism into my mouth, Gus," Skip
said in agreement, "The first time was kind of weird cause I didn't know
what it was like. But, after that,it was easy. Don't you think so, Tony?"
As he spoke, Skip was fondling himself slowly causing his pubescent cock to
be stiff.
"It wasn't hard," I told them "It's just hard putting it all the
way in my mouth like you."
"You got to learn how to do that, Tony" said Gus whose hands were
kneading my neck making me relaxed, "Skip couldn't take my dick all the way
at first either. Over time, he learned to take more and more. So will you
after you learn to relax your throat so it won't feel like your choking.
Skip just makes it look really easy cause he can make it go all the way
in." Skip smiled proudly that Gus was pointing out his expertise at
fellatio.
"It takes some practice," Skip added trying to cast his oral talent
as a skill honed from extensive experience, "Gus lets me do it alot with
him. Sometimes, he has some buddies from where we've stayed that like it
too. You should see some of the huge dicks on those guys. They really
make you choke if you don't do it right."
"Other guys let you suck their weinie?" I said surprised that
others were doing what we had just been doing, "Here?"
"Well, not here but at some other places there are some. I'm
supposed to pick up this other boy a little older then you next week in New
Mexico. His mom wants me to let him do some modeling. She needs the cash
really bad," Gus explained, "But there are lots of places that I've met
guys who like messing around with young dudes like you two. I've gotten to
know some of them pretty good and we've remained in touch. Being a
photographer, they like me to take pictures of them and one of my models,
like Skip, fooling around."
"What do you mean?" I asked a little unsure as to what Gus meant by
'fooling around'.
"I do sucking and fucking with them," Skip said with energetic
ease, "It's really fun! I was really nervous my first time with that guy
Gus met in Tulsa. He was this really old dude like fifty but he had this
huge dick kinda like a horse. After that, it was easy and so much fun!
Those guys treat you so cool almost like they're your dad but way better
cause they don't hit you and stuff like that."
"Do guys fuck?" I asked innocently because I had seen my parents do
it and thought it was stuff men and women did only, "How? You don't got a
hole down there like girls do." Skip chuckled probably amazed at my young
cluelessness and he gave Gus a nod as they seemed to share an understanding
brought about by my question.
"Sure you do, Tony," said Gus as I turned to look at him while
sitting in his lap, "You just don't know it."
"Here it is," said the red-headed boy as he turned his back towards
me and Gus and spread his buttcheeks to show us his butthole, "I didn't
know how to use it till Gus showed me how its done. It's better then
sucking cause it makes you both cum. You'll love it, I bet! I get so
horny when I think about getting fucked!!!" I remembered the picture that
I had seen earlier with Skip on his back and Gus putting the tip of his
dick where Skip's butthole was at.
"Yeah, you do," agreed Gus whose cock I could feel against my back
had stiffened to its previous hardness and was making my small one stiffen
as well, "You must be thinking about it right now cause I can see you got a
hardon." I looked at my thirteen-year old friend and saw his hard dick.
For a moment, I wondered what it would be like to suck it and make him
squirt his cum in my mouth like Gus had done.
"I need it bad," said Skip almost pleadingly putting his right arm
around Gus in a buddy sort-of-way, "It's already been a couple of days
since we last fucked. Man, I need that groovy feeling you give me. Let's
show Tony, alright?"
"Well....he does need to learn if he is going to be one of my
models," mused Gus who was acting like he needed to be convinced into
having sex with the aroused teen boy, "Remember, we can't spend all
afternoon doing it like last time cause I want to take some pictures of you
and Tony tomorrow. So, I want you all fresh and rested for that. I need
to sell those pictures cause its going to cost to go get Alan next week and
to keep him here with us for awhile. His mom wanted some money right away
so I have to give her an advance." A look of glee splashed on Skip's face.
"Alan's coming with us!", Skip said forgetting his horniness for a
moment, "Man, he's really cool. I hope he stays with us cause his mom is
kinda scary." Gus stood me up as he prepared to get up himself out of the
wicker chair in which we were both sitting. Because I was raised as a
nudist and had seen many cocks before, I did not normally stare at cocks
but now I found myself staring at Gus's hard cock as he stood before me.
Now that I knew how I could do something 'special' with it, I had become
more interested in the cocks of other guys.
"Let's show our new friend what you do best, Skip," instructed Gus
as he led me into the other room where a mattess was on the floor while
Skip followed obediently, "How do you want to do it? Remember, Tony has to
be able to see how it's done for when he does it with you tomorrow." Skip
stopped for a moment to think.
"What if my parents say no," I said aloud afraid that my mom and
dad wouldn't want me to be doing sex stuff with my two new friends "I want
to. It's fun like you told me."
"I'll just tell them I want you to model for me, Tony. It'll only
be pictures of you jumping and playing naked that I'll show them so they
won't get all suspicious. Sort of like the ones I took of you a few weeks
ago. You just don't tell them that we do our 'special' fun together cause
they might get angry and make you stop. Skip keeps it a secret from
everyone. It's how come he can do it anytime he wants to with me," Gus
said soothingly, "So, as long as you just keep it between the three of us
there will be no problem and I will send your mom and dad some money for
your pictures. That will make them happy don't you think?" I nodded in
agreement.
Later that evening, Gus managed to convince my parents to allow me
to model for his naturist pictures by plying them with promises of cash
which they desperately needed from the sales of the pictures to naturist
magazines. A couple of years later, Gus managed to convince my parents to
surrender my custody to him so I could travel all over America to model in
his photography which I did until I was seventeen.
"Let's do the 'little cowboy'," suggested Skip finally, "I know
it's not your favorite but I like doing it, okay?" Gus shrugged and
complied at the young teen's request by laying on his back on the mattress.
His seven-inch cock stood up like a flesh-colored pole from his dark bushy
pubes. I knelt down on the mattress to watch as Skip stood over the older
man straddling his hips.
"Keep an eye on Skip, Tony," instructed Gus as the teen boy
squatted down till the his butthole was poised over the grown man's hard
cock, "Watch how he does it and see how he has to work my dick in slowly."
As Gus spoke, I could see Skip biting his lower lip as he slowly worked the
man's cock into his boyhole.
"Ya got to...uh...work...it in so it doesn't hurt much," Skip said
while more of Gus's hardon went inside him, "After that, it feels
so...uh...good. I can't even...uh... tell you how good it feels like.
You...umm... just got to do it yourself, dude!" After a few long minutes
while I watched fascinated, Skip finally had Gus's stiff cock completely
inside him so he was sitting atop the man laying on his back.
Slowly, the thirteen-year old boy began to move himself up and down
causing Gus's cock to slide in and out of his butthole. I watched as Gus
lay back with his hands clasped behind his head and let Skip impale himself
on his erection. A happy smile spread on his face as he enjoyed the young
boy doing all the work during the sexual act. It made me wish that I could
join them instead of just witnessing it. Gasps and moans escaped from
Skip's open mouth and the up-and-down movement he was doing reminded me of
someone riding a horse. Skip leaned forward so his hands were resting on
Gus's shoulders as he continued to increase his jumping up and down on the
grown man's cock. The effort caused Skip to groan each time the cock would
drive itself up into his body. Fascinated, I watched while the man and boy
engaged in anal sex which was something that I had never heard of or seen
before.
"See...how...(gulp)...easy it is," moaned Skip as he continued to
energetically move himself up-and-down on Gus's hard cock seeking that same
wonderful feeling that I had just discovered with his help minutes earlier,
"I'm...almost...there...ummmmmm! Oooooh yeeaaah!!!" Skip threw his head
back and his mouth openned wide as he seemed to have a a seizure. He gave
a gutteral moan as he continued jumping up and down on Gus's cock. I saw a
few drops of a clear liquid squirt out from his dick and it landed on Gus's
hairy chest. Gus smiled at me as we watched the thirteen-year old boy who
was riding his cock having a well-deserved orgasm after such skilled effort
in seeking it. Little-by-little, Skip began to slow down his moving
up-and-down till he almost stopped but was only rocking back and forth.
"Don't stop....a little more," urged Gus, "Just...mmmmm...a little
more...almost there!" Skip nodded still a little dazed from his orgasm but
complied by increasing his jumping till I could see Gus's cock sliding
in-and-out of Skip's butthole once more. Skip's cock had softened but had
resumed becoming hard again as he increased moving his body up-and-down.
Soft "uhs" escaped from Skip with each full penetration of his body by the
cock beneath him. My own little cock throbbed as I watched them perform
this amazing sex act before my young eyes.
"Yesss.(gulp)...yesss!!!" moaned Skip as he began to convluse once
more and his eyes rolled back into his head which had he had tossed back
from the pleasure that gripped him, "Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!" Similarly, Gus had
stiffened up and was bucking uncontrollably. I was both scared and
fascinated.
"Hell....yesss!!!" groaned Gus who was shooting his cum deep into
Skip, "Ooooh yessss...oooh yessss!!!"
Seconds became a full minute till both man and boy finished
climaxing and they finally stopped their contorting and moaning. Skip had
squirted another load of his clear cum onto the chest of Gus. However, Gus
had returned the favor by gushing another plentiful load into Skip who
looked much more dazed then before. I wondered if that is how I would look
if I did what Skip had just done. I figured that this kind of sex must
make you feel better then being sucked and being sucked was the best
feeling I had ever felt in my life at that point. That is when I decided
that I wanted to do fucking.
"See how cool that was," said Skip finally as he lay next to Gus
who put his right arm around him, "I can cum more times but I got to save
it for tomorrow. That way me and you can do it a long time, dude" I can
hardly wait!"
"It looked really cool," I said in agreement with that strange
feeling around my dick like I really wanted to touch it badly, "I want you
to show me how to do that like you just did. Did you cum, Gus?" Skip was
proud of showing all of Gus's new models how to please Gus in bed.
"Skip always makes me cum really hard. I love putting my cock in
his butt and shooting all my cum into him. You can learn alot from him.
He is the best!" Gus gave Skip a squeeze which made the teen-age boy blush,
"He even squirted his cum on me, see?" Chuckling, Gus smeared the clear
liquid that Skip had twice squirted onto the man's hairy chest till the
only evidence was glistening chest hairs.
"Getting fucked is the coolest, Tony," added Skip, "I'll show you
how to do it so it won't hurt your first time. It's kinda hard at first
when you do it with a grownup. But, since it's me and you tomorrow I think
you will love it."
"You better get to your mom and dad, Tony. I'll talk to them
tonight about letting you model for me that way you can come over tomorrow.
You, me and Skip can go to that stream where no one goes to so we can take
some pictures there without being bothered by anyone," Gus told me as he
stood up from the mattress leaving Skip laying there resting, "Welcome to
our secret little club, son!" He shook my hand and Skip gave me a wink and
a smile that made me feel pretty special. In a way because I had to keep
all my activities secret from everyone, it really was like I had just
gained a secret identity.
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"That was how it started, Mr. Baxter," said Tony noticed that he
had spent an hour telling the older man the story of how he met the man who
brought him into a secret underworld that only a few knew of, "From age
eight till I was seventeen, I modeled with Gus Stain. He took almost all
my pictures and movies. Lots of European magazines didn't give him any
credit for his work which is why he started producing his own when I was
about ten. That's how the police got him a couple of years after I had
left and joined the Navy. I was pretty sad to hear about it when I heard
about it. Gus was a pretty good guy and he cared for us boys alot. It
hurt to hear when he passed away a few years back. I kinda wish that I had
spoken with him before he died just to thank him for stuff." The elderly
man took his glasses off and cleaned them thoughtfully.
"That was an amazing story, son," the older man said putting his
glasses back on, "Gus must have been a really special man if you found room
in your heart to feel loyalty to him. I think that's what I wanted to know
and not only the just the sex. I figure if you can still feel affection as
a man for this Gus fella who brought you as a boy into the world where men
and boys love each other then I know it is a good kind of love. Now, I
realize the shame I used to feel for feeling attraction towards a boy was
completely worthless. At least, you made lots of people happy, Tony, and
you share it with those boys I saw you with today especially that handsome
youngster I found you poking. On the other hand, I spent my life hiding
and beating myself up when I didn't have to. Thank you for showing me the
truth, son. I really do appreciate it." The elderly man put his hand over
the clasped hands of the middle-aged man dressed in a blue bathrobe in an
affectionate manner.
"You're welcome, Mr. Baxter," responded Tony feeling a sense of
accomplishment, "Say....I got some private stuff that Gus gave me before I
left. You wouldn't have been able to get this stuff since all of Gus's
private stash was taken by the police and destroyed. Plus, some of the
stuff I have was given to me by some guys I met through Gus when I was
modeling. You might even recognize a couple of the guys. I can show it to
you this evening if you want." The older man looked surprised and smiled
naughtily.
"You don't say!" Mr. Baxter said with his interest greatly piqued,
"I would love to see them and hear the stories on how you made them!!!"
To be continued...
Dedicated to Peter Glawson, whose beauty has been preserved for the Ages by
the wonder of the Net. Thank you, Peter and all those involved in bringing
you to the world where boys are loved and appreciated.
Note: I ask the readers to Google boy-actors Billy Mumy ( from LOST IN
SPACE ) and KURT RUSSELL ( check out the 'Jungle Boy' episode of GILLIGAN's
ISLAND ) because they figure in my descriptions for Skip and young Tony.