Message-ID: <25300asstr$963709801@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Chef BoyHardee X-Original-Message-ID: <8kp0ej$mmf$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Sat Jul 15 06:30:43 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} New: "The Wall 1", 3/4, (M/b, rom, ped, 1st, oral) <*> Date: Sat, 15 Jul 2000 21:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman This fictional sex story is copyright (c) 2000 by Chef BoyHardee (chefboyhardee@pediatrician.com), ALL rights reserved. You may not read this unless you have legal adult standing in your country or province. The Wall 1 (M/b, ped, rom, oral) Chapter 3 My pants were soaked with come but I didn't have any Kleenex in the car. The wall had 2 sections, one that you leaned against or had to jump up to sit on, and one that you could sit down on easily but it was closer to the owner's front yard. I cracked open a beer and sat down on the lower part of the wall. It was Fall so it got cold at night. Fortunately I was prepared with a down jacket stashed in the backseat of my car. Chad came back about 45 minutes later wearing a long tee shirt with white socks and sandals. Remembering that the last time he wore this combination he wasn't wearing underwear, my dick immediately sprang to full erection. His hair was slicked back and I could tell that he had just gotten out of the shower or bath. His teeth were chattering when he stopped in front of me. "Hi Chad, I'm glad you came back." "I told you I would," he said as his entire body shivered visibly in front of me. I was genuinely concerned about how cold he looked, but I also wanted to feel his little ass against my cock. "Are you cold Chad?" "Yeah, kind of." "Tell you what, you can sit on my lap and we'll share my down jacket. We can wrap it around both of us and you won't be so cold." He sat on my lap with his butt delightfully squashing my erect penis. I could smell the herbal scent of the shampoo he used from his still-damp hair. I felt the warmth of his body lying so relaxed against mine. "Do you feel warmer now Chad?" "All except my legs. They still feel pretty cold." I wanted to touch his beautiful hairless legs so badly, and I needed to know whether or not he was wearing any underwear, "Well maybe I can rub some warmth into your legs. Would you like me to rub them?" "If you could warm them up, that would be great." I didn't need a second invitation; my hands were all over his legs. I tried to rub in warmth, but I was more concerned with feeling every inch of those gorgeous preadolescent thighs. I rubbed very high on his legs, to the point where I knew that another quarter of an inch and I would be touching his balls. I was hesitant to go that last quarter inch. He was still shivering so I offered to let him wear my jacket. "I tell you what, let's put you up on the wall and you can wear my jacket. "But won't you be cold?" Actually, the warmth of his body and the blood pounding in my cock had made me feel a little too warm, so I was happy to feel a little fresh air. "No, I didn't just get out of the shower like you did." I put him up on the wall, shucked my jacket and draped it around him, immediately regretting that I had done so because it was colder than I had thought. On the other hand, I had a fantastic view of those legs leading up to an obvious boner covered only by a tee shirt. At that point I realized why I had done it, and the cold didn't seem such a concern. I looked up at his face, because as pretty as the rest of him was, his face was prettier still. He was the single most beautiful creature that I have ever seen face to face. I knew what I had to do, and it didn't matter what the consequences were. I started cupping my hands around my mouth and blowing warm breath upon his thighs, then rubbing the warmth in. Gradually I worked my hands up to the point where I was under his tee shirt and touching his balls lightly with the edge of my hand. He didn't object. I switched my hands to his other thigh, and when I did I brushed my nose slowly against his erect penis through the tee shirt. He moaned slightly. I had to make my move. "Can I lick your belly-button Chad?" He seemed slightly reluctant. "I'm not wearing any underwear." "That's okay Chad, I don't mind." Before he could offer further objections, I lifted up his shirt and noticed that his penis looked larger than I had thought it was. I resisted my urge to start sucking it right then and there. Instead I let it brush against the side of my mouth as I drove my tongue towards his belly button. Chad's moans of pleasure as his bare cock rubbed against my chin and neck let me know that he wanted it, so I gave it to him. After tonguing his belly button for a few seconds I engulfed his rock hard penis inside my mouth. It felt so warm and soft against my tongue. I was surprised to feel a sparse downy patch of hair against my upper lip, which gave me hope that I could make him come. I started tonguing him furiously from side to side, and was rewarded with a dreamy sounding and extended "Oh." The beautiful sounds of Chad's pleasure reassured me that my risk would pay off. After a few minutes my tongue was tired, but I wasn't ready to give up. I took only the soft spongy head in my mouth and rubbed the shaft up and down with my hand while using the tip of my tongue to massage the most sensitive spot on the underside of his beautiful young cock. I cupped his balls with my other hand and massaged his prostate with my fingers. Chad at first draped himself over me as he had done before, but soon leaned back and put his hands on the dirt behind him, pressing his cock further into my mouth. He also seemed to be straining to make his body straight and rigid, rhythmically. I didn't know if Chad had ever come before, or even if he was old enough, but I knew that he was close to coming. I slid both my hands up Chad's haunches inside his tee shirt, and grabbed his perfect soft little ass. I was even more thrilled by feeling that incredible ass than I was by the fact that I had Chad's dick in my mouth with him possibly ready to come. I started pulling him towards me while bobbing my head down until his skinny 5-inch cock hit my throat. I moved my head up and down and his body forward and back with my hands, while moving my tired and almost numb tongue slowly from side to side. Chad quickly joined in the rhythm of fucking my mouth. In my head I was begging of no one in particular, "Please let this boy come in my mouth." I just wanted to give him pleasure because he was so beautiful. I helped Chad to fuck my mouth for several more minutes and was about ready to give up, when he cried out, "Stop! It's starting to burn." I did exactly the opposite. I knew from my own memories of that age that he was about to come, almost certainly for the first time. I pulled him by his butt cheeks as deep into my throat as I could and used my tongue to massage his cock as rapidly as I could. Chad started ejaculating in my mouth and cried out loudly. His semen blasted against my throat and I swallowed most of it because I didn't have much other choice. As the twitching of his orgasm subsided, I pulled my head slightly away so that I could taste the last dribbles. I ended up getting a mouthful of his come because he kept having orgasmic spasms for longer than I ever remember having them. His dick eventually started to go limp in my mouth. I pulled my mouth off of his penis, making sure not to let any of his come escape, and stood up straight. He collapsed back against the dirt, his head falling on a succulent plant. He pulled up his dangling legs so that his feet were on the edge of the wall. His legs spread wide as though he was too weak to keep them together. He started choking back tears, before he rolled onto his side and curled up in the fetal position. Two thoughts immediately crossed my mind. The first was that I had definitely given Chad the first orgasm of his life. The second was that unless I calmed Chad down, I would likely go to prison for a very long time. -- Feedback desired, chefboyhardee@pediatrician.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+