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  Eric
By unknown

I stepped into the bathroom and looked around; I knew Eric was around
the corner in the shower. The clothes he'd worn to baseball practice
were lying in a crumpled heap on the floor. Of all the boys, young men
I'd known over the years he was the best, the most talented, and the
most alluring. I stopped to breathe deep the steam and smell the mixed
fragrance of sweat and soap. The dust from his cleats lay on and about
the pile. I crouched down to be near the scent of his youth. I picked
up his high school jersey, number 21. One slide early in the game had
covered his left shoulder with dirt. 

I took off my own clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. The
years had been good to me, filled with activity, the military, and
reasonable food left me lean and fit. With a smile and a stroke to my
dick I thought that all my equipment still worked fine as well.
Stepping around the corner of the bathroom to the shower section, I
stopped to look at the wonder before me in the swirling steam and
water.

At 15 he only had his learners permit, but was an active freshman in
his high school. He played baseball in the spring and swam in the
fall. Now he stood amid the heating spray lathering his short cut
brown hair. He was tan from the pink soles of his feet to the topknot
on his head. A fine set of muscles accented his perfectly proportioned
body. His penis hung nubilely from a small patch of brown pubic hair.

With his eyes full of lather, he did not see me step into the shower
with him. Eric jumped and startled when I began to rub his shoulders.

"I didn't expect you'd be home 'till later." "I decided to come home
early and go watch your practice Coach didn't seem too wild about the
error in right field." Immediately I could feel his shoulders slump
under my hands as they massaged the softness of his water covered
skin. 

"Yeah, I know. It shouldn't have happened, but it did." "On the other
hand.... that triple you hit seemed to more than make up for any
error," I said with a slap to his bare ass. I lingered there a minute
to enjoy the strength and tenderness of the touch. His face lit up
like a spark and turned to face me. My hand reached forward and began
to stroke his young dick. Gently pushing his back against the tile, I
dropped to my knees. His legs splayed out to steady himself, Gently
rolling his testicles in my fingers, his penis began to grow only
inches from my face. Rivulets of water ran down his chest and across
his lightly rippled abdomen. With my right hand I stroked him,
bringing him fully erect. 

Drawing him into my mouth I savored the taste and texture of his
youthful cock throbbing against my tongue. I reached up to knead a
budding nipple, quickly erect; the other cupping his smooth butt
cheeks. Running my tongue over the sharp features of his crown
contrasted with the silky smoothness of his shaft and curly cushion of
pubic hair. After a short while I leaned back to look up into his half
closed eyes and said; "Work yourself." 

Sinking down, his feet were against the wall, his knees against mine.
He began to stroke himself and squeeze as the water and steam cascade
around us, isolating us in sight and sound from everything but the two
of us. I could sense he was near ejaculation, with my hands around his
ribs I guided him to stand up on shaky knees. Taking his pulsing shaft
back into my mouth it took only a few bobs and a tongue swirl before I
received the jetting blasts of his cum filling my mouth. He unique
taste of his cum flooded over my tongue as I swallowed each pulse.
Neither Eric nor I was squeamish about eating each others cum. I
squeezed him dry into my hand, taking the small pool of jizm between
two hands and rubbing his pecs until they shone with his sticky oil.
Breathing deeply he looked at me and said " Well now I have to get
clean all over again." That was not a problem for me, but an
enjoyment! From head to toe, I gently scrubbed every inch, reveling in
the refined delicacy and strength of his teenaged body. Lingering not
with a wash cloth, but with my hands to clean both his sensitized cock
and tight rosebud.

"Come on, let's go get some dinner, I've got something to tell you."
We toweled off, talking about the mundane things of the day: school,
teachers, the ball game, a hot new car, and the weather. Walking naked
into the master suite, we each went to our own closet; his accessible
from both his and my bedroom. Dressing casually for the warm New York
late spring evening, we headed out with wind in our hair, the
convertible motoring gently underneath. Eric drove, for a young man
with only his learners permit, he passed the white knuckle test with
flying colors. 

The miles of the Palisades Parkway slipped by quickly as we drove
towards the city from the Hudson Highlands. My glance alternated from
the road, the green country side, and the living breathing form next
to me. Soft hands gripping the wheel, bare feet worn smooth by salt
water and sand thrust into aged deck shoes.

Once in town we headed to Arthur's on the River, a superb seafood
place built on piers in a nice section of the river. Together we
walked in and enjoyed a dinner of lightly barbecued salmon. I enjoyed
the scenery; both out the massive array of picture windows and of the
boy sitting in front of me. His green eyes sparkled as they darted
around.

Following dinner, we walked the marina front, passing several work
boats bedecked with lines and fenders. The air was cooling down
quickly, the sun had set earlier leaving the sky an electric red.

"What is it that you were going to tell me?" Eric asked as he turned
his head to look at me, his hands thrust deep into the pockets of his
loose slacks, delicate chest rolling gently against his half open
shirt.

"Well..... subject to your approval..." I said with a wink; "I have a
plan for the upcoming summer." "Well, tell me then, you've been
stringing me along with hints for hours." He replied with a slight
turn and a skip to his step. I caught a fleeting smell of the cologne
I'd given him several months ago; very nice on him.

" Basically it goes like this. I figure it's time for you to see
something of the world and learn something besides sucking a mean
cock!" I said bumping into him on purpose "While I particularly enjoy
your expertise at that; I want you to become my aide when I travel in
the upcoming months."

"Your aide? I mean what do I do? Where are we going?" Eric had stopped
and was looking at me with his head held at an angle.

"First: an Aide. To be blunt it means you are my gopher..... as in "go
fer this and go fer that." But it also means that you are my eyes and
ears. To be my representative and to free me up from some of the more
casual concerns of traveling. Not to say you won't have
responsibilities; you will. As far as where, in mid June I will be
traveling to Germany, and then to the Middle East for a while. After
that, at least if our trip is successful, probably a vacation, and
then unfortunately; it's back to school for you."

Eric had stopped and was just looking at me. I smiled, I was pleased
with the look on his face: that of surprise and expectation. That
image, the dank smell of the Hudson river, the tartness of the evening
breeze will stay with me forever. I could almost see the gears
churning in his mind as it worked through the horde of details that
accompanied what I proposed. His answer was simple and to the point:
"I'd love to be your aide."

The rest of the evening was filled with conversation about what was
needed, what I though his responsibilities would be, what initial
research he would have to do, and the like. I have always loved the
role of mentor. Now with Eric, who has been the love and lover of my
life; I was also moving to help build his future beyond just sending
him to school. I wondered if this would bring us together, or distance
our relationship. I hoped for the former.

Not surprisingly, we both found ourselves in bed early, locked in each
others arms just kissing gently for a while. I could feel the relaxed
beat of his heart merge into synch with mine through the warm
smoothness of his skin. My nose breathed in the last faint traces of
his cologne mixed with his sweet boyish musk. Soon our kisses grew
more passionate until I began to probe his mouth, meeting his tongue
as it swirled within the wetness of his mouth. Both of our breathing
grew heavy, nostrils flaring as we clutched each other tightly, bodies
grinding against each other for maximum contact. With his arms wrapped
around my back, grasping hands massaging my muscles; I held his
twisting head in one hand and clutched his butterball ass in the
other. As our now fully erect and straining cocks mashed together, I
slipped my hand to his warm cleft, tapping with one finger against his
tight ass.

Pushing him onto all fours, I maneuvered around until I was facing the
pink soles of his feet and his delightful melon butt sticking up in
the air. With both hands I gently pulled his young cheeks apart until
his delicate rosebud twinkled at me from the recesses of his crack.
Leaning forward, I darted my tongue about: from the base of his
hanging testicles to his sphincter, and about those lovely cheeks.
Plunging the hard tip of my tongue against his hole, I tried to pass
his resilient ring. Then I just sat there between his youthful legs
and lapped at his butt like a dog at a bowl of milk while Eric moaned
softly and twisted, trying to impale himself deeper on my flickering
tongue. 

Bringing my head up I reached for the small tube of lube sitting on
the edge of the bed. After putting a cold dab on my left index finger,
I grabbed his semierect cock with my right. The lubed index finger
began a gentle probing, searching, pressing; waiting for him to relax.
With a little firmer pressure, my finger slid into the second knuckle.
I could feel his enveloping heat on my finger, Eric turned his head
and smiled. I could see the lust in his eyes and on his flushed moist
lips. 

Turning my impaling finger about, I began massaging the backside of
his ass ring. Then up to the third knuckle I went looking for his
adolescent prostrate, the source of his ever present erections. After
finger fucking him with two fingers for a moment, I pulled out and had
my beautiful 15 year old flip on his back. Eric's smiling face looked
up at me in mild anticipation; his hand pulled at his hard cock. With
his feet now on my shoulders, I reached down to guide my bare dick
head against his hot assring. With firm but gentle pressure, my purple
cockhead slid into his hot moist recess.

With only my head past his sphincter, I sat there and teased him by
vibrating my dick back and forth against his ring of muscle. My cock
secure up his ass, I brought both hands up to grasp his feet, taking
first one and then the other to my lips and tongue. The delicate soles
of this boy had been worn down by countless hours on the beach. Each
toe I bathed and sucked on, savoring each arch in it's gentle curve.
Each lap of the tongue, and caress of my lips caused Eric to contort
and twist his sensitive frame around my throbbing cock buried deep in
his ass. Releasing his feet, my hands sought out his hairless chest
and nipples. Already erect from our foreplay, I kneaded them between
my fingers. Leaning over, I first kissed him deeply before kissing my
way down his adolescent chest; teasing him by nipping his now tender
nipples with my teeth. Finally anchoring my body down, I began to
impale the boy with first long gentle strokes of my dick, and then
with a shorter grind hoping to better stimulate his prostrate. Soon
his boyish feet were locked in a sexual embrace behind my back,
pulling me ever deeper into him. 

As usual, about the same time my exertions brought a sheen of sweat to
my body, I was ready to unload my seed deep into this kid's ass.
Leaning over I kissed him until our tongues meet in a frenzy while
with one last lunge I buried my pulsing dick as far as it would go up
his clutching rectum. Blast after blast of cum unloaded into his
intestines. Eric writhed underneath me as he received my load; one
hand pulling on his hard dick while the other was wrapped around my
shoulders. His feet were still locked about my waist even as I began
to untangle my body from his youthful form. Eric lay there before me
in all his boyish splendor: chest heaving, eyes slightly glazed, cock
hard and jutting majestically up in the air, knees bent revealing a
loosely puckered asshole slick with lube and cum.

Now that I was partially satiated, it was my turn to devour the rest
of his cherubic body. With one hand stroking his flaxen hair, I traced
the features of his face with the nurturing kisses of my mouth.
Caressing the trace of his jaw line I descended down to his neck and
shoulders before running my hands over his arms; covered with taught
muscle and a fine contrasting down, down to the bony strength of his
hands and fingers. Every feature of his chest I laid my hand on trying
to absorb his youth until each feature registered in my mind. Even the
rise and fall of his chest, the draw and release of his skin, the
sharp intake of air when I touched a sensitive part. 

The tip of my tongue explored the depths of his belly button, the
beginning of a fine trail of pubic hair leading ever so tantalizingly
down to my ultimate objective. With the tip of my finger, I traced the
outline of his trimmed brown pubic patch. That trimming during the
school year had become a monthly ritual between him and I. He had
protested that he could not be shaved clean or else face ridicule in
the school locker room.

Now he had a neatly triangular patch trimmed to a uniform length.
Running my finger down the length of his still growing penis, I pushed
it out away from his reclining body. Purple tip to tip with my finger,
it stood like an ivory obelisk in the dusky light of the bedroom.
Gently grasping his shaft I brought the edge of my tongue in contact
with his straining erection. His precum tasted faintly sweet as I
explored his purpling crown. Moving down the shaft I circled his
manhood before consuming it whole down my throat. Even still growing,
he had a good sized prick, not too thick, but some five inches long.
Starting back at the top I bobbed up and down in short strokes
concentrating on his head, while one hand held his shaft at the base
keeping the skin taught. Taking him deep in my mouth again, my nose
rubbing against those trimmed pubes, I used my shoulders to shrug his
legs apart giving me better access to his balls and butt hole.
Rubbing, massaging, gently rolling each testicle in turn brought a low
groan of ecstasy from Eric as he ground his ass cheeks into the
bedding and put his splayed feet on my back as I lay there between my
boys legs.

Feeling him near ejaculation, I put a fingertip against his rosebud.
Right as I felt him begin to spill his seed deep into my mouth, I
rammed that finger past his still slick sphincter and right to his
sensitive prostrate. Eric brought both hands down to clasp my head
tight to his groin, all the while crying out in ecstasy. As his
convulsions of passion relaxed, so did his grip on me. I was filled
with the essence of his youth and being. I have always been entranced
with the image, form, and taste of the youthful boyish penis; it is
the symbol of my desire. Rolling over in the bed, I stretched out next
to him, looking into each others eyes. Each filled with the lust and
passion of life and each other. We each came together in a long deep
kiss, trading some of the fluids Eric deposited moments earlier.
Breaking the kiss, I could see the slickness of his deep red cum
stained lips. Eric rose up on one elbow and began to kiss and lick at
one of my nipples. We continued our erotic interplay until finally
exhausted we lay together on the bed asleep, Eric's back curled into
my chest, tired and covered in a sheen of sweat and semen.


ERIC Part I.
The day began early as the bright Canadian summer sunlight flooded
across my face. Lying in bed, I could feel the old cabin creak in the
breeze and hear the swishing of pine boughs against the clapboards.
The lake water lapped against stones worn smooth over countless hours
since the ice age. The air was cool and crisp, I kept my bare
shoulders warm under the woolen covers of my bed as I lay stretched
out taking my surroundings in. I smiled to think the best part of my
world lay next to me, keeping me warm and happy as his gentle, sleep
heavy breathing disturbed the covers. Eric and I had been together for
two years now, growing in and enjoying each others company. Now at XX,
he was distinctly becoming a man, although I still reveled in the soft
eiderdown that covered most of his bare body next to me. Invigorated
by the world around me I rolled over on my side to lightly cup his
body in mine. The rhythmic rise of his chest against mine, the soft
yet firm curve of his buttocks, and the worn soles of his feet all
contributed to my growing hardness. I let one hand wander across his
hairless chest, stopping to rub his nipples between thumb and
forefinger.

As his nipples became hard, he stirred and twisted to look with half
closed eyes into mine.

"Hey sleepy, how was your night?" "Fine," he answered with a smile and
a stretch, "and yours?" "Besides that damn mosquito at about 3 a.m. I
enjoy every night with you."

Sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed he said; " I
gotta piss, I'll be right back". He stood up and shrugged his
shoulders into a well worn chamois shirt and slipped into his equally
worn deck shoes before walking out of the bedroom otherwise naked.
Slight dimples formed on his ass cheeks as he walked away. One hand
stroking my erect cock, I thought some more about that premier ass.

Ten minutes later Eric walked back in to the bedroom, boy dick leading
the way in typical erection. Smiling, but saying nothing Eric first
stepped out of his shoes before turning to me and ever so slowly
removing his shirt until he stood completely naked in front of my
mesmerized eyes. In some ways it has been the same ever since that
first night a still scared xx year old boy walked into my bedroom for
the first time and stood before me taking his clothes off. Then and
now, it was his choice, although then his options were limited... we
started off slow, but as a smile came to my face, I thought just how
much farther we'd come in the last two years.

As he stepped closer to the bed, I reached out and sat up to pull his
body to mine. My arms wrapped around his chest, over the shoulder
blades and hands clasped his youthful yet muscular shoulders. We
kissed deeply, mixing tongues as we explored each others passion. Next
I suckled on his nipples until each was hard and tender. Sucking hard
and teasing with my teeth, Eric's body twisted and swayed in my arms
as his passion and mine mixed. Pulling him into bed, we both laid back
kissing, grinding our groins together. I wanted that boy dick, the
item of my passion. Quickly we slipped into a mutual 69 position
stretched across the ancient bed in the middle of the Canadian
wilderness.

As the tip of my dick ran across his face, I could feel the boyish
smoothness before he swallowed my dick again in the swirl of his hot
mouth. I too swirled on his cock, still growing in length, but a
respectable size. The soft eiderdown of his inner thigh cushioned my
face as I sucked and licked. Encircling his hairless ball sack I
brought both balls into the vacuum of my mouth. Sucking on his birds
eggs, one finger explored his equally hairless ass crack, searching
for his rosebud, the door to his hot young ass. I'd fucked that ass
for the first time when he was still xx. I liked it then, and I like
it now. After the nervousness of his first time, he too enjoys, even
seeks out, my dick in his eager young ass.

Sensing my own growing arousal I separated my cock from his inviting
mouth, leaning over I kissed him quickly before returning to his
crotch. Instead of sucking on his cock, I hiked his legs up in the air
to expose the beauty of his ass cheeks and the warm invitation of his
ass crack. Coating one finger in saliva I began to rotate and push on
his hole. Ever so slowly, his sphincter began to yield to my invasion.
Pulling out I continued to massage his anus and buttocks. Tongue
outstretched I licked his toes, the backs of his knees and then
finally dove lapping into his butt. My tongue lashed about, Eric
squirmed and tried to drive his hips onto my face. The tip of my
tongue parted the taughtness of his now winking bud. Pulling back, I
reached over to the night stand for the lube. With a now well lubed
finger I began to fuck his ass.

"Is this what you want?;" I asked.

"Oh yeah, Oh yeah, just fuck me!" Eric insisted as he squirmed about,
impaled on my finger tapping his youthful prostrate.

"Tell me what you want..." I asked again.

"I want your cock up my ass!" he said again breathlessly, eyes boring
into mine.

"Then fuck you I shall." I inserted another finger, fucking him and
massaging the back side of his sphincter before finally inserting a
third lubed finger into his hot recesses. Lightly coating my now
throbbing cock with lube, I wiped my hand on a towel. His head on a
pillow, I grabbed my pillow to slide under the boys ass as he lifted
it up. Eric's hands pulled his knees into his chest, a smile and look
of expectation on his face. 

"Fuck me" he said. I obliged. The tip of my bare cock pressing against
his puckered hole. Firm pressure met with resistance until a lurch
lodged my cockhead past his tight ring. Gasping, Eric shook his head,
his boy cock still erect against his belly. Slowly I sank the rest of
my 7" cock up his tight ass until my balls rested against his buns.

I held Eric by his ankles, my arms against his smooth down covered
legs, I sucked on his toes and ran my tongue across the arch of his
foot causing him to flex his toes instinctively as my rock hard cock
slid back and forth, ramming first deep then shallow, from side to
side in his hot ass. Eric's eyes rolled into his head, mouth partly
open groaning and breathing deep, nose twitching and hands clutching
as the sheets while I fucked him.

Releasing his ankles I leaned over to pinch first one and then the
other nipple. Each time his ass clenched around my swollen cock.
Leaning still farther over, I opened my mouth to meet his outstretched
tongue; kissing this xx year old boy deep as my cock rested still
deeper in his bowels.

With his hands around my neck, I reached under his slim body to grasp
my hands together; leaning back with my cock as an anchor in his tight
ass, I picked him up off the bed. Eric's legs locked around my waist
ensuring my dick wouldn't slip from his ass, I carried him out onto
the kitchen table.

Again holding on to his ankles I stood fucking him deep, each time
slamming him back against the hard surface of the table. His back
arched, I could feel him work his ass, clench his muscles to draw me
deeper into him. With one hand he held onto the tables edge lest he
fall off, the other pulled at his hard tanned cock. It thrilled me to
see him jacking off while I fucked him. With his pubic patch removed,
his bareness spoke of an age that contrasted with the near man size of
his crimson crowned dick. He hardly knew what masturbation was when we
met; now we were locked in mutual a frenzy.

I pumped his boy butt long and deep, short and fast, probing every
recess of his ass. With a final lunge after 10 minutes of thrusting, I
buried my cock deep in his wet hole, my now twitching balls firm
against his buttocks, within him I shot my cum, pulse after pulse
filling his body. Exhausted I lay across his chest, my softening dick
still in him, supporting my weight on my arms, kissing him across his
beautiful, still hairless face. A minute later I began to kiss my way
across his equally hairless chest.

With his ass still in the air, arms supporting his outstretched legs,
Eric presented me with his puckered, freshly fucked ass; a delightful
sight. His dilated rosebud winking, gleaming with lube. Not being able
to resist, I stuck two fingers in his wet hole, made even wetter by
the load I'd deposited moments earlier. I jabbed my fingers in and out
a few times, making sure I touched his sensitized prostrate each time.
Picking up a banana from the bowl on the table, I lightly coated it
with the goo from my fingers.

"Little boy, do you know what's going to happen now?" I asked with a
wicked grin. Eric just smiled and moved his ass around in my free
hand.

I knew he'd grown to love it in every way I had shown him so far. I
was planning on stretching the boundaries some in the next few days.

"I sure do."
"Tell me you want it"
Eric licked his lips and squirmed some more on the hard table top
before answering; "I want you to ream my ass with that banana!" I was
only too happy to oblige, sliding it across his white hairless crack
before tilting it into his hole. Starting out slowly, I watched his
sphincter stretch to accommodate the short stubby yellow invader
before quickly shoving it in until just the stem peaked out. A wild
look crossed Eric's eyes, his fists balled up, his feet flexed
nervously as he let a low groan. Not waiting long, I took a hold of
the banana stem and began to vibrate it back and forth, teasing the
cool firm mass within his body against his ass ring. I watched as his
smooth ball sack contracted tight and his boy dick twitched, I have
always been amazed at his ability to maintain a hard on while getting
fucked. He truly enjoys it.

With a twist and a gentle yank I pulled the banana from his ass with a
slurp and a pop. Setting the fruit down, I used a napkin to wipe the
lube and mucus from his ass before taking his perfect butterball butt
in both hands and again burying my face in his crack. My tongue lashed
around the edge of his twitching hole and then plunged into his hot xx
year old canal. After plunging my tongue as deep into him as I could,
I licked my way up his crack to the base of his balls. I sucked each
testicle into my mouth in turn, rolling them about with my tongue
inside my mouths partial vacuum, before opening wide to pull both
inside. My hands were not idle, as Eric supported the weight of his
lower body with his hands on his hips, legs still splayed wide, one of
my hands jacked his now tanned young uncut cock, while the other
cupped his ass.

I loved the feel of his smooth young body, pliant and willing in my
hands. The kid loved sex; we enjoyed it together. Pulling him up from
the table, I stood him up leaning his tight buns against the heavy
wooden table, back slightly arched thrusting his jutting prick toward
me. Kissing him deep, mingling our tongues as my hands ran through his
short hair, I then moved down across his hairless chest to his now
equally hairless crotch. I love young boy cock, especially when he has
no pubic hair to hid his jewels. Eric was now old enough that we had
to engage in a weekly ritual during the summer to keep him free of
pubic hair. But now he stood before me, cock proud and twitching;
awaiting my close oral attention.

I got down on my knees and kissed my way up the shaft of his dick
until the purple head twitched between my lips, the taste of his
precum tart on my tongue. I had come to treasure the taste of his
juvenile cum, of which he seemed to have an almost limitless supply.
Holding the skin of his cock taught with one hand, and the other hand
kneading his ass checks, I began to suckle on his dick. Soon I could
feel his legs start to tremble and shake as his load built within his
balls. Just as his cock began to unload it's sweet cream into my
waiting mouth, I slid my free index finger in his ass to rub his
prostrate. Back arcing in the air, legs taught against feet barely
touching the ground, and hand clutching the table, Eric groaned and
began to pulse his young boy cum into my waiting mouth. I swallowed
some of the first jets, but saved the rest in my mouth, savoring the
taste. Standing up, we embraced and kissed deep, sharing his seed
between lashing tongues.

"How was that?;" I asked as we broke our embrace, but still holding on
to his tan shoulders.

"As always, Great. You aren't finished already are you!" Eric taunted
as he walked slightly bowlegged into the middle of the room, the
inside of one thigh glistening with a trickle of my cum running down
toward his knee.

"Hey Kiddo, why you walking so funny?" I teased back.

"Ha, Ha.... lets go for a swim. I want to visit Back Bay today."
Grabbing two towels and a bar of soap off the shelf, I followed my
naked, freshly fucked, young man out the door and down to the dock.
Soon we were both diving in the cold water. Back on the dock we
quickly soaped each other up; I took a little extra care to clean his
nipples, bare cock, and tired ass. We both dove back into the water,
leaving a wake of soapy bubbles behind. After a quick breakfast we
assembled the fishing gear and headed out into the warming crispness
of the morning.

The day began clear and warm, filled with the clean scented breezes
that stirred the pine trees creating a soft yet incessant stirring
noise all about you. We had taken the canoe to Back Bay in hopes of
good fishing. I was in the stern of the canoe on the mid-morning trip
out, about a mile of hard paddling. Eric's well formed body pulled
steadily on the paddle; neither form nor strength failing. He had
become quite skilled in the last two years as we spent our free time
together paddling canoe and kayak about the waters of the US and
Canada. While blessed with majestic views of millennia old basalt rock
slabs slipping or plunging into the rippling deep lake and even a bald
eagle, we caught only three fish; all moderate sized bass. We saw a
monster Northern Pike swimming in the shallows below the beavers nest;
but, as usual, he was uninterested in our lures.

When Eric caught his lure on a submerged log 15 feet from the shore,
we both peered into the crystal clear depths at the flash of yellow
snagged below. After fruitlessly trying to knock it free with a
paddle, and almost rolling the canoe over in the process, I suggested
we beach and swim for it. Soon we were splashing about the cold water
from the foot of a huge flat topped boulder just breaking the surface
of the water. I watched Eric smoothly swim the short distance to where
his lure was caught; his tanned body effortlessly slipping through the
iron grey waters alternating freestyle and breaststroke. Coming to the
right spot he flipped like a fish himself, kicking legs up and head
down, plunging into the depths after his jig. I caught a pleasant
glimpse of his firm hips and legs followed by pointed feet before they
quickly followed the rest of his descending body. Soon, he shot to the
surface to take a deep breath.

"Dang, it's a lot deeper than it looks!" he said.

Laughing I said, " I bet it is, I can remember some trips like that.
Did you get it?" "Of course!" he said as he swam back lifeguard style,
keeping his head high. "We'll see if it's snagged again..... I dropped
it off in deeper water."

Swimming up to the edge of the rock, I watched him effortlessly pull
himself up onto the rock in a swift sure motion. His naked body stood
dripping a few feet from me. I smiled and admired what I saw. Eric's
green eyes flashing above a wry smile as he watched me check him out.
With a hand he brushed the short hair into position before shucking
the water from his arms, trunk and legs; penis shriveled from the
cold. We both stretched out on the rock for a few minutes of sun to
dry off and relax. After 15 minutes or so, I got up to retrieve the
thermos from the canoe. After taking a strong pull on the ice cold
lemonade, I nudged Eric's leg with my toe: "You want a slug?" "Yeah
sure."

Pulling the stringer of fish up; I told him "That ought to be enough
for dinner... at least a light one. How do you think we ought to cook
these?" "I dunno; grilled sounds pretty good." "Shall we head back?
I'd like to do some work on the cabin this afternoon"

Getting up with a shrug, Eric swept a few stray pieces of gravel from
his butt and legs replying "Sure; I'm in back on the way home." "All
right skipper, lets do it." The trip home was direct, quick, and a
repeat of the same immaculate beauty I never tire off. I must admit
that being the bow paddler in the canoe let me look around and relax a
little more than being in the stern; Eric took care of steerage and
most of the thrust. Although I had put my shorts and T shirt back on
to protect myself from too much sun, Eric remained naked, his tanned
body completely comfortable in its surroundings.

ERIC Part 2.

That afternoon, Eric and I worked steadily on the framing of the
extension to our small cabin. Denver, my male golden Lab was
constantly in and out from among the stacks of lumber and supplies and
then disappearing into the islands dense woods. Taking a break Eric
and I sat down to watch. When Denver came back our way, Eric threw a
stick into the water; Denver immediately went after it. After several
throws, Denver came back and started humping Eric's leg as Eric teased
him with the stick.

"Well you got that right stud." he laughed as he pushed him off and
threw the stick back into the water; "I guess everybody's horny
today!" When Denver came back from the water, he again started to hump
Eric's bare leg, only this time, the pointed tip of his dick stuck out
a bit from the furry sheath. Again, Eric pulled Denver of him, only
this time bent over to stroke the dog's dick a few time. Denver was
obviously getting pretty excited by all of this, and so was Eric;
there was no hiding the bulge in his cotton shorts Eric surprised me
when he stood up and said "Will he fuck me if I let him?" I didn't
know whether to tell him no, to tell him yes, or just to cum in my
swimsuit. Then he looked at me and said; "I want to do it for him. I
remember you told me you'd always wanted to see a dog fuck a
person."(He wasn't as drunk as I thought when I let that little tidbit
slip one night a year ago.) "Will he do it for me if you help us,
please, I want to, please .....

please ..... please" he begged. How could I resist this boy telling me
he wanted to fulfill one of my deepest sexual fantasies. I knew I'd
planned to stretch his horizons some, and his ass in the process, but
this came as a surprise. I just looked at him and nodded slightly. "Go
get some lube and a towel, you'll need it" I said. I rubbed Denver's
head looking into his expectant eyes; the dog's cock still partly
erect while Eric ran to get his things.

Eric soon returned, spreading the towel over the edge of a short stack
of paneling, and then laid on top of it, head looking back at his
boyish ass hanging over the edge, feet and legs splayed apart.

"Will you loosen me up before he starts" Eric asked somewhat
nervously.

"Of course." My heart too, was beating faster than normal. Here was my
life's treasure vulnerable and waiting, willingly, to be fucked by my
dog. A dollop of lube on my fingers quickly began the exploration of
Eric's flawless ass: firm unblemished bubble butt, hairless scrotum
and crack, a beautiful rosebud in the center. After two fingers slid
into his hot ass, I slapped his butt once gently and asked "Are you
ready for this?" "Absolutely!" was Eric's somewhat muffled reply as he
wiggled to be more comfortable on the hard paneling.

After a stroke or two on Denver's dick I pointed his nose into Eric's
ass. He seemed to get the idea as I lifted his fore paws onto the
paneling on either side of Eric's back, as his rear hunched down and a
little more of his cock came out. As Denver slid forward, the tip of
his red cock touched the opening of Eric's wet, twitching asshole. I
heard Eric gasp, and almost tried to pull the dog off him, but I heard
him whisper "Oh, YES!", and raised his hips to help Denver's entry.
The dog took a step toward Eric with his back legs and hunched his
powerful haunches and his long red dog dick slid into Eric's wet
glistening young hole. My boy's eyes got big and he gasped sharply and
groaned "Oh God! It's in. He's in me, Oh God!". Again I almost pulled
the beast off him, fearing the dog was going to hurt him, but I saw
Eric's legs rise, and try to lock behind the Lab's pumping haunches.
If Eric was in pain, he wasn't certainly showing any signs of it. On
the contrary, he was helping the beast and holding him tightly against
him as best he could with his chest down. 

Once inside, Denver's nature took over and neither of them had any
trouble as far as nature was concerned. Eric squealed and moaned with
pleasure every time the dog thrust his long red cock into the boys
tight hole, hands clutching at the side of the lumber pile, toes on
his feet flexing, relaxing and going taught. The massive golden Lab
was, probably for the first time in his life, fucking more than air
and really getting the hang of it. I watched in perverse awe as the
two of them humped each other. Eric was fucking the big dog every bit
as much as Denver was fucking him, moving his hips to meet the dog's
thrusts. 

The pair were enjoying it very, very much. I wasn't having such a bad
time myself either. I hardly noticed the ache in my own now straining
cock as I sat not three feet from those two, and I realized that I was
gasping for breath. As Eric's canine lover thrust furiously into his
tight young ass, I was amazed at the rhythm and the pace. Eric's hips
were twitching up to meet each and every thrust that the dog made, and
Denver was humping into him twice as fast as any man could. The dog
wasn't taking long strokes like a man, but once he had his long cock
into him he made short thrusting jabs seemingly trying to get in even
deeper. Denver's furry belly was crushing and sliding over Eric's
rippled back as he humped his slick dick into Eric's asshole. Eric was
squealing and murmuring to the dog, urging him on, stroking his own
hard cock as best he could before starting to pant. Eric's head shook,
sending droplets of sweat flying, the muscles on his leg's tightened
up like cords, arms and hands grasped in desperate frenzy as the dog
drove his canine cock into the young mans bowels.

It was as if he couldn't get enough air, and then I realized that he
was cuming, digging his heals into the animals flanks with his toes
curled up and his nipples rubbing against the towel as hard as cherry
pits. Over and over he shot against the stack of paneling as I watched
his bare cock spurt, drips of his cum strung down onto the ground. I
reached under the two to capture some of his seed on my fingers. I
stuck the two cum coated fingers into Eric's mouth. He sucked
heartily, breathing heavily through his nose as his tongue lashed at
my fingers. His eyes closed, his body shuddered as wave after wave of
pleasure swept over him again and again. Denver took a long powerful
lunge that I thought would drive them both to the ground, and then he
became very still. From what I had heard, now was the time that the
base of a dog's cock swells to seal the vagina as he comes. Eric felt
him start to swell and looked at me, his eyes widening. "How big will
he get?" he asked as I took my now clean fingers from his mouth. 

"Honestly I don't know;" I told him "Don't try to pull him out, his
cock will swell, locking you two together for a while." "I can feel
him getting bigger, stretching me a little, and his cock is twitching
inside me. It's really neat and I feel sooo full." Eric's tanned lithe
body contrasted with the fury golden body on top. I was deeply aroused
to see the two of them joined; beast and boy, before my eyes. 

"Just lie still and he won't hurt you" I said. "I'm still hard, Oh my
God, I'm so fucking horny!" he hissed as he started to pant and gasp.
I watched the two of them lying there beneath the clear sky and
swaying pine trees for what seemed like five minutes, and as I became
aware of it, I realized that I had cum in my shorts, but my dick was
again rock-hard. I saw Denver start to move around, getting restless I
guess, and then he backed away from Eric. I heard a sucking sound and
a "Plop" as he pulled out of him. I was surprised to see how big he
was......at least 8" long, and about an inch and a half thick! He
walked across the grass and lay down to lick himself. As I know how
Eric tastes, and I sort of envied him.

Eric just lay on the towel panting. Turning over, he reached his hand
out to me and smiled. "That was fantastic, simply outstanding!" he
said as he pulled on my hand. 

"Now let me take care of that for you" he gazed at my hard rod and lay
his head back. I knelt straddling his head and he took my straining
cock in his mouth and licked and sucked on it. I was so excited that I
came almost immediately and he swallowed every drop down that XX year
old throat.

. "I'm going to go for a swim, if you don't mind" he said with a
smile, green eyes flashing, as he sat up; and we were both surprised
by the amount of liquid that poured from his gapping ass as he sat up.
Laughing, I helped him stand on what seemed to be very wobbly legs. A
few short steps and he dove into the lake. I followed not wanting to
miss any of the reactions to come. As we met 20 meters from the shore,
Eric turned and put his arms around my neck. 

"Well" I said "how was it?" He blushed about as red as I'd ever seen
him and said "It was different from making love to a man, it was
making love, er, having sex with an animal, a real animal. He didn't
have anything else on his mind except cumming in me, and then when he
was done, he just walked off. But when he first went in me, I started
throbbing and I didn't stop until he pulled out. Little waves, big
crashing ones, shudders, sharp ones, one very long one with lots of
other ones mixed in, God it was like nothing I've ever felt. And when
he started to cum in me, he started to swell up and I thought he was
going to split my ass open. It didn't hurt, but he felt so big down
there. I wasn't scared, but I was so excited that I just wanted him
inside me, and when your cock was in my mouth and you came down my
throat, I could still feel him in my butt, God what a combination!" 

"Well which do you prefer" I chided "Man or 'mans best friend'"
"Crazy, there's no substitute for the love, or body, of a man, but
there is a close second to sex with a man, and I'm not so sure a guy
couldn't get very used to animal sex with a beautiful beast like he
is." he nodded over to the edge of the water where the Lab was laying
"if, and I must emphasize the if, there wasn't a man around" he said
with a mischievous grin as one hand slid down to grope my dick. "Would
you want to want to replay this scene again?" I asked hoping I already
knew the answer. 

"When I was lying there, and he was just going inside me I had a flash
of a thought that here I was not even of legal age to drink, getting
fucked by a dog..... and loving it. Yes I want to do it again, not
today, certainly, but he makes for the possibility of interesting
variations!" We both laughed, embracing our naked bodies tight in the
clear water, my hand cupping his butt as we slid under water for a
moment before heading for the dock.

When Eric climbed out of the water on to the dock, Denver's cum still
dribbled out. He laid back with his knees up and feet on the edge of
the dock, arms laid out wide, breathing deep in the afternoon sun.

"Let me help you get cleaned up;" I said getting out of the water and
walking the few paces to the cabin. Inside I got the enema bag, soap,
some towels, and a washcloth. Filling the bag with water, I handed it
to Eric to hold up over his chest while I stuck the tube into his
still slick and now tender ass. His sphincter., tired out by Denver's
hard thrusts winked at me as I slid the tube into the puckered
opening. Undoing the valve, I gently rubbed his belly and legs while
the fluid ran into his body. When he said he'd had enough, I helped
him to crouch over the 5 gallon plastic can he used for such
things..... water and dog cum spewed forth, fortunately, and to my
relief, there was no blood. Once finished, Eric turned and dove into
the water. When he surfaced, I threw him the washcloth and soap."
"Don't drop it, strange men might get the wrong idea you know;" I said
diving back in to meet him.

"Too late for you isn't it?" he said treading water and soaping up the
cloth. Soon we were clean and drying in the sun on the dock.

"Shall we have dinner and a sauna later?" I asked looking at the still
bright Canadian summer sky.

"Sounds good; I'm hungry, and Lord knows I need to relax......

it's been a busy day;" he said with a wink, bending to pick up his
towel and wander into the cabin to dress. Indeed it had been a busy
day for him; while we usually had sex everyday, he had started the day
out strong and finished spectacularly so far, I figured I could suck
him off before we went to bed, it relaxed us both. At any rate I love
sucking his young dick anytime I can, and he was fully capable of
cumming 4,5, even 6 times a day.

Following an excellent dinner of fish, salad, bread, and canned fruit
we cleaned up and settled into what was something of a routing. Each
red while the light was still good before playing some cards.
Eventually we ended up together in the large chair, my arms wrapped
around his body. While Eric dozed, unusually tired from an unusual
day, I sat back reveling in the beauty in my arms. He wore light
shorts and that same worn chamois shirt over his tanned body.
Breathing softly his skin made hot contact with mine as his chest rose
and fell rhythmically. One hand of mine caressed his face, smooth and
angelic, while the other quietly rested on the mound of his sex.
Deciding it was time for bed for all of us, I began to rub his cock
through the cloth. Feeling it harden, I reached in through the elastic
and took it in my hand, stroking firmly. Quickly, Eric began to squirm
and finally opened his sleep filled eyes.

"Hmmm, that feels good" he said.

Saying nothing I kissed him on the side of his face before slowly
starting to get up. Feeling my body shift below him, he too got up
stretching; raising up on the toes of bare feet, calf and thigh
muscles taught, arms high overhead as the sleeves of his shirt fell
back. Swatting him on the ass I said "Lets g to bed." Yawning in
assent we both walked slowly to the tiny bedroom.

I watched intently as Eric slipped out of his shorts, absent mindedly
pulled on his dick and then took off his shirt. He then layout in the
middle of the bed, arms and legs spread wide, eyes closed on the
pillow; waiting. I stared for a minute before smiling and similarly
undressing, clothes draped over a chair, before setting down on the
foot of the bed.

"It's been a busy day hasn't it?" I said as my hand reached forth to
caress his ivory tower. His knees bent and legs widened giving me more
room.

"Yeah, it sure has;" he yawned, moving one hand to drape across his
belly. Leaning forward I licked across his boy cock once before
asking; "Did you enjoy it?" as I sucked deep with a head bob, one hand
pulling the skin of his dick tight and down toward his belly.

"Hmmmm" he moaned ever so softly before adding; "my ass is a little
sore, but I had good time. How 'bout you? You didn't get to
participate as much as usual." "Oh believe me, I enjoyed myself.
Rollover, lets take a look at that ass of yours." Eric rolled over,
legs again spread, but arms outstretched overhead and face turned to
the side. Splitting his ass cheeks with my hands, I peered in on his
clearly tender, pinkish bud, still loosely clutched from this
afternoons fucking. Tapping at it with a finger, it reflexively
tightened. Sitting up I reached into the night stand for some
Preparation H. "This should cool things down and help a little." I
said squeezing a dab onto a finger. Again parting his cheeks I gently
spread the cooling ointment onto his hole and massaged it into the
area around his bud. Being a primary source of my physical enjoyment,
I was certainly happy to take care of it.

With a quick slap to his bare ass, I rolled him over and again took
his still hard five and a half inch boy cock into my mouth. From
testicles to crown I licked and sucked until his body writhed in
passion, hands grasping my head, forcing his cock deep into my mouth
before he began to unload in pulsing busts into my mouth. Unable to
keep up with his load, some escaped to drip down his saliva coated
cock and pool on his bare groin. Swallowing what I had, I scrapped the
drip off his body and held it to his mouth for him to lick off. Now
satisfied, Eric grinned wolfishly, and wiggled over to his side of the
bed for a final stretch before settling down. 

"Thanks, see you in the morning" was the last thing I heard before we
both dozed off. 


Eric Part 3
Once again this Saturday, I awoke first, rolling over to admire the
sleeping beauty next to me; his form hidden beneath the sheet. With
one hand I began to lightly trace the contours of his body until Eric
began to wake. Early on Saturday mornings Eric and I typically would
go out for a run of several miles. Sometimes we would drive to spots
across our semi-rural community to break the monotony, but usually we
would start and end from the relative seclusion of my driveway.

"Hey Sleepy, ready to go for a spin?" I asked as I pushed Denver, our
Lab, from the foot of the bed.

"Hmmrrphh..." His usual early morning reply as he rolled more tightly
into the sheet revealing the delicious curves of his still boyish ass.

Regardless of the reply I got up, walked naked into the bathroom to
throw some water over my face and brush the now stale taste of our cum
from my mouth. I swatted Eric's tight ass as he stepped up to the
toilet while I walked out to dress. Within minutes we were both
ambling down the stairs towards the new day.

Walking out onto the front porch we were greeted by a light breeze
rippling through the surrounding trees, the chatter of a few birds,
and the closeness of last nights rain drying in the warmth of the
morning. We both began to stretch and warm up before our jaunt. Eric
wore only a pair of faded nylon running shorts and his running shoes
without socks. I dressed the same except with socks. The well
developed but youthful form of this boy of mine rippled as he
stretched his arms, chest, torso and legs. Stretching out his groin,
Eric stooped low on one leg while the other was out straight; his
basket and abs the center of my attention briefly as he put both hands
above his head to stretch and yawn.

My own routine complete, we started out slowly, warming up side by
side as we jogged down the curving driveway to the road. Denver made
periodic detours to chase after squirrels, but typically kept within
twenty feet of us. We lived in a relatively rural community where the
lots were typically several acres with modest homes. The draw of the
area was the privacy born of lot size and dense woods. Eric and I drew
on the feeling of privacy quite heavily in our lives together;
frequently spending long periods of time nude, working, playing, and
making love in the yard.

Once on the street our pace picked up; although he was a faster
runner, I could go farther. We had both finished a half marathon only
the month before averaging only a little bit over 7 minutes a mile.
Soon, the warmth of the sun on my back began to draw out the sweat of
my body. Eric too, was beginning to perspire, his skin becoming slick
and shinny. I fell in behind him, both to avoid being run over, but
also to be able to admire the pumping form before me. As Eric and I
strode out the 5 or so miles of our morning ritual, I watched in awe
as his tan sculpted legs churned out stride after stride.

His back and arms swayed with his pace, muscles contracting and
relaxing in unison. Beads of sweat began to accumulate and then
trickle down his back as gravity made it's claim. I could even smell
the light clean musky scent he gave off; sweat compared to the rancid
smell of others. His beautiful asscheeks, which I also knew to be a
golden tan color, clenched in alternating strength beneath the thread
worn covering of his skimpy shorts. It was not unusual for people, men
and women alike, to stare at us; or at least at Eric, as we ran past.

Soon we reached the half way point; the tiny rotary interchange at the
center of our tiny town. We both waved at people in the distance, and
said hello to those close, as we knew virtually everyone in town. None
publicly objected to what was probably obviously a close relation
between Eric and I. Two miles later, we broke our run and began to
walk up the driveway, cooling off and catching our breath from the
last near sprint.

Eric was the first to sit down on the grass, legs laid out flat before
him to stretch his leg muscles. I was only to glad to help when he
asked me to gently push down on his shoulders, extending his stretch
as he nearly put his nose to his knees. His skin was warm and damp
beneath my hands; I could feel the heavy thump of his heart beating
and the heave of his now regular breathing. My hands lingered down his
ribbed flanks as he sat back up.

"There's time for that later, " Eric said with a smile and grin
looking up at me over his shoulder, "I wouldn't want to cramp up on
you later!" I just laughed and began stretching myself; first one leg
over the other as I bent down to touch the ground, and then the
switching. Paying no attention I almost fell over when I felt a sharp
slap in my left ass cheek. Eric stood behind me grinning.

"How about PRE push ups and then sit ups?" "Sure, you first kiddo," I
replied stepping over his 5'8" frame. PRE stood for "partner resisted
exercises," a technique I was taught in the Army. Basically a partner
applies pressure on a person doing a simple exercise to increase the
load; typically pushing harder on the way down than the way up. In
this case, I stood over Eric's form with my legs on either side of his
waist, my hands firmly pushing down on his shoulders. The first four
repetitions I went fairly lightly. On the fifth, I began to press down
much harder until on the tenth rep, Eric began to shake.

"Push it out stud, let's go." By that time I wasn't pushing down at
all as he struggled to raise himself up. On the twelfth rep, I had to
use my hands to help pull him up. By the thirteenth rep, Eric was at
muscle failure and collapsed back into the grass. I knew from an
earlier bet that he was fully capable of churning out 70 plus normal
military standard push ups; more than I was now capable of. Within
moments of changing positions I found myself in the same position.
First being coaxed with words, and then with the firm grasp of his
hands on my ribs to haul me back up.

Rolling over onto my back I sat up, my arms temporarily useless. Eric
got down on his back , hands locked behind his head, and knees bent as
I got up. Kneeling at his feet, I pushed down on his feet as he began
slow and deliberate sit ups touching first one elbow to the opposite
knee and then the other. I reveled at the feeling of his slick,
smooth, down covered legs against my forearms. My eyes feasted on the
adolescent form before me, abs rippling and accentuated by the
exercises, damp underarms covered in sparse tufts of hair, strong face
unblemished by traces of any beard. Tired or not, I was soon painfully
erect, my cock tenting against the nylon of my shorts. I got even
harder when I noticed I could see up the worn out leg hole of Eric's
shorts to my object of desire: his hairless sack and tanned cock
flickered into view momentarily each time he lay back down. It wasn't
long before Eric noticed what I was paying attention too.

"Hey you pervert, what's my count?" He snorted while resting with his
chest against his knees.

"Aaahh, three thousand, two hundred and twenty nine! You're pretty
good aren't you!" I said with a smile as I looked away from his crotch
and into his blue eyes.

"You got that right, I'm almost done anyway." He said as he began the
sit ups again. Only this time when his leg opening winked at me, it
showed a no longer flaccid penis but one lengthening in form.

When he flopped down on the ground for the last time, chest heaving,
abs rippled in exhausted muscle, his knees fell open in tired
response. Still kneeling down at his feet, I couldn't help but to run
my fingers lightly across first his calves, to his thighs where I
teased and rubbed for a minute. Soon the tenting in his shorts became
obvious as his teenage libido kicked into overdrive. I could see
clearly up the leg holes of his shorts to the tight hairless sack
beneath his stiff boycock. My nose filled with the fine sweaty musk of
his crotch and body. Staring at each other with sly smiles, Eric
reached down to guide one of my hands further into the divide of his
legs until, breaking through the elastic my hand grasped at his
twitching dick.

I could feel the heat boiling from his blood engorged prick. The sharp
rim that flared over his shaft caught my hand as I pumped gently back
and forth from his delightfully hairless pubic bone to the precum
smeared tip of his cock. Not satisfied to feel, but not see and taste
my fine young friend, I withdrew my hand to slowly tug this short down
over his hips, across the smooth expanse of his legs to his shoe clad
feet. Eric now lay in our front yard, bare to the world except for the
shoes I was frantically pulling off. A smile on his face he laid
stretched out on the grass, hands behind his head, legs spread wide.
The breeze and my ministrations together worked to bring his nipples
up erect and goosebumps to his boyflesh.

Still kneeling between his legs, I sucked his precum leaking cock into
my mouth until my chin and nose rested on equally hairless flesh,
Eric's prick buried in the top of my throat as my tongue lashed at the
underside and I massaged the crown with a swallowing action. Backing
off, I tongued his pee slit savoring the remaining taste of his tangy
precum. Moving from crown to stem and back again I licked as my hands
played with his loose nut sack. Eric then pulled his legs back to his
chest, rotating his fine boy ass up in the air giving me better access
to his nut sack which I promptly inhaled as one finger began to
explore his cleft.

Within a few minutes of sucking his cock back into my mouth, while my
hands played among the toys of his shaft, balls and assring, Eric
began to twitch and moan in his signature way of telling me he was
about to come. With a last lick I began to jack his cock as his ass
high in the air pointed it across his chest and face. Thick strings of
hot boy cum came crashing out adding to the lube of my hand on his
cock and landing across his chest. One initial pulse landed squarely
on his lips, only to be sucked in with a flash of his tongue. Laying
back flat on the ground, Eric toyed idly with his cum, rubbing it into
his nipples and across his smooth teenage chest. I couldn't resist,
and began to lave his upper body with my tongue, paying close
attention to not only savor his seed, but also tease his nipples.

Now with the taste of his cum on my lips, I reached down to stroke my
own cock swollen with excitement and expectation. My hand still slick
with his cum, I beat my meat as I knelt down to straddle his chest.
Here I was, a full grown man, naked in my yard with the breeze and sun
at my back, about to blow my wad into the mouth of my lover, a young
teenage boy. God, how lucky I am, I thought as I reached out to hold
his head up.

Eric's tongue reached out of his open mouth to receive my gift of hot
cum shooting out. When his mouth shut involuntarily to swallow it
splashed across his lips until it dripped off his chin. Finished with
my own ejaculation, we kissed deeply after I cleaned his face with my
fingers.

Brushing grass from my knees as I stood up I began to laugh. Eric,
still stretched out on the grass, chest gleaming from where I had
licked him clean, demanded to know what I was laughing about.

"Not you. Well, not you specifically. I was thinking about what old
Mrs. Bellephon would think if she saw us out here frolicking naked in
the grass together" I replied with a smile as I held my hand out to
help haul him upright.

With a smile himself as he grabbed my hand to get up Eric replied;
"Yeah, she'd probably try to jump my bones too..... Then I'd have to
fight both you lech's off!" "Exactly! The image of her 'jumping your
bones' as you said.... that had me laughing! You know she's got an eye
out for you since she saw you naked last year. Despite 5 grown kids of
her own, you'd think she'd never had sex or seen a nude teenager."
"Well I guess I'm just special" Eric retorted, chin up in the air, and
then jumped away as I made a swat at his grass textured butt.

"All right 'Special Boy'.... I'm gonna take a shower. What do you
wanna do today?" I asked as we both gathered our things and walked
indoors with Denver wagging his tail and barking with expectation of
his breakfast. (To be continued) [Ed. It is not clear how this part is
ordered with respect to Eric 0, 1, and 2] Eric in Toyland.

I carefully laid thin cedar twigs on the iron grate, covering the ball
of newspaper below. Quickly progressively larger pieces of wood joined
the pile. In the semi darkness of the candles flickering light I
struck a match. Its dazzling light quickly fading to a golden glow as
I reached to ignite the careful pile I d laid in the fireplace. Soon
the faint scent of red cedar filled the room, a glow grew brighter as
it warmed my face. Once the fire was established I added three arm
sized logs of oak, they would burn more slowly throughout the evening.
Turning, I surveyed the room in the ruddy light cast by the fire and
by two flickering candles. Behind me now, the fire crackled and warmed
my backside. To my left a large freestanding cabinet similar to a
German shrunk and an old wooden chair. To my right, a small single bed
and a saw horse with a rolled up wool blanket across the top. But it
was the sight to my front that brought my senses alive; there was the
love and passion of my life. 

Going to the cabinet I took a bottle of clear oil and poured some into
my hands. The smell of leather poured out of the cabinet and invaded
my nose with it s pleasant scent. Beyond the crackle of the fire, a
few creaks in the room, Pink Floyd played softly in the background.
Oil in my hands I covered the object hanging upright until it fairly
glowed in the flickering light. From the tips of his ears to between
his toes, I carefully covered every inch of Eric s soft boyskin in oil
making it gleam as he stood on the tips of his feet. Each ankle
glinted as the stainless steel D ring sewn into his restraints caught
the light. A week ago, I had sewn on anklets of soft leather with
their silvery ring. Until now, we had done nothing with them. Eric had
taken to them as a new and natural part of his life; wearing them
openly when at home, and simply covering them with socks while in
public. 

Each anklet was connected to a ring bolted to the floor by a short
piece of chain with a hook at each end. This kept his feet apart
giving me open access to his most private of parts. While his leather
clad ankles had been a major erotic turn on in the last week, my eyes
traveled up his legs, glistening muscles and soft skin to his groin.
His erect young dick stood proud of his hairless crotch, held out by
the leather cockring and ball separator that bound his 15 year old
cock. Reflecting the firelight, a drop of precum gathered at its tip
as it twitched in the still air. Running my hands over his bare ass
and across his inner thighs, I traveled up across his taught swimmers
abdomen to tweak at his nipples jutting out into the semidarkeness
from small brown circlets. Small tufts of brown hair caressed my
finger tips as I moved past his underarms and upwards to where Eric s
hands were bound together in leather wrist restraints at the end of a
chain bolted to the ceiling joists. Stepping back, I marveled at the
sight before me: Eric; bound hand and foot virtually hanging from the
ceiling, naked, gleaming with oil, erect with cockring dark against
his ivory skin, mouth filled with a red rubber ball strapped in place,
and eyes covered with a black bandanna. There were no safe words; only
trust and mutual need. He had come willingly; entering our newly
created room silently having been only blindfolded outside. Once
inside our new paradise I undressed him, the rest you ve heard
already.

Taking one of the two guttering candles in hand I circled him, trying
to drink in each sensuous curve of this boy bound before me. From the
curve of his calves, to the dimples in his ass cheeks, to the points
of his nipples, to the partially covered handsomeness of his face.
Each random place I looked, I dripped hot wax from the candle. Each
unexpected point of heat caused Eric to jerk in the chains; making his
penis bob in the air until it too, like his nipples, was partially
covered in wax.

With my still oily hands I stroked his straining boy dick while my
other hand buried itself in the warm cleft of his ass. My slick
fingers began to tap at his hole while my hand slowly jacked him off.
After I could get two fingers deep into his hot bottom, I selected a
thin flexible vibrator from the cabinet. Returning to my boy suspended
from the ceiling, I turned the vibrator on next to his ear allowing
him to hear the thing before I caressed his nipples and then his cock
before I slid it into his crack. Slowly I tipped it to press against
his now well fingered asshole. Twisting and pushing gently, I soon had
the buzzing device buried to the hilt in this teenagers willing butt.
Pushing the end around I angled the vibrator in a 360 degree pattern,
particularly pleased as Eric jumped in his restraints as I touched his
prostrate. Extracting the vibrator I returned to the cabinet.
Selecting a pair of nipple clamps with a gleaming chrome chain between
them I turned with a smile to face my unexpecting friend.

I think you ll like this. I said with the first words of the evening
since entering this special room. With each hand I rubbed, tweaked and
pulled at his boyish nips until the stood red and erect. Then without
warning, I attached the rubber padded clamps to his teats. A slight
cry escaped the gag as Eric s body swayed in the chains. With my
forefinger, I gently tugged at the chain as it crossed his now
sweating sternum. Each tug made my boy shake and writhe in the chains.

Again selecting a larger cock shaped dildo from the closet I lubed it
up and returned my attention to Eric s hot ass and hairless cock. Soon
I had him desperately trying to fuck himself on the dildo as I held it
steady while my other hand stroked his dick fevorously. I watched as
his knees became weak, transferring more of his weight to his arms
chained to the ceiling. With one final buck of his hips to set the
dildo deep in his ass, Eric began to squirt his seed into my hand. As
his cum started to drip through my fingers, I rubbed it across his
sweating chest, making sure to rub across the tips of his nipples
sticking out from the edges of their restraining clamps. Now that he
had cum once, I began to think about my own raging erection. 

Back at the cabinet, I rummaged through the odd collection of stuff.
There were light whips, clamps, leather thongs, buttplugs, vibrators,
candles, and a pair of tight leather shorts with cord lace on the
sides that drove me wild when he wore them. Picking up a half inch
wide smooth leather collar with a subdued buckle, I walked over to my
hanging love. Removing the gag, I kissed him deeply as I reached up to
buckle on the collar.

Now you re really mine boy, any time I want I ll put a leash on you
and take you out naked in the world, shaved clean, wearing only this
collar and your anklets. I threatened, returning to the cabinet of
wonders shrouded in darkness.

My attention then settled on a set of rubber balls connected by a
length of cord. Picking them up in my hand I studied them in the faint
light. The five red balls were each about an inch and three quarters
in diameter with about five inches of cord in between. After lubing
them up well, I wiped off my hands and returned to Eric s now slack
frame.

What s a matter, you think you re done because you ve cum once? You
can do better than that! I said with a slap to his ass. Immediately
Eric s heat snapped back up.

I think I want you to watch what s coming. I said untying the
blindfold from his eyes. I liked the slap to his butt; placing the
front of my body against his to steady it, I spanked him several more
times until his but shown red in the light. Each slap brought his dick
up a little until it stood erect against my leg, again oozing precum.

So you like that do you? I asked quietly. Eric nodded his head in
reply.

Unhooking his wrist restraints from the ceiling chain I told him very
softly in one ear; And I know you ll like this even more... Leading
him by the collar, we walked over to the padded saw horse. Forcing him
to bend over until his belly rested on the rolled up blanket I clipped
his wrist restraints to his anklets with a double ended snap hook.

Eric s smooth ass was now thrust up in the air, loosely puckered,
freshly invaded asshole exposed for my personal pleasure. Lubing him
up again, I began to press the first of the red balls into his young
ass. One after another disappeared into his hot hole until just the
very last one peeked out from his dilated opening. Each ball going in
made my boys legs stiffen and chest heave. I could hear his deep
breathing, although he said nothing now that the gag was removed. 

Wrapping the last several inches of the cord around two fingers I
asked Eric Do you know what s going to happen next? Looking down at
him I saw a shake of his head side to side. Well you re about to find
out! With the last syllable I tugged on the cord ejecting the last
ball stuck in his ass with a loud plupf. At irregular intervals I
pulled the remaining four balls from deep within the bowels of my
young lover. Eric kept up a wail of ecstasy after the fist ball popped
out; getting louder each time I plucked another ball from his
clutching ass. After the last ball came out, I wiped the excess lube
from his bud with a towel. Leaning over to examine the now totally
dilated sphincter, I stuck my tongue out to caress the hot ridges of
his hole before plunging in as deep as I could. Eric s back jerked up,
making the snap hooks rattle as they jerked him back. Removing my
tongue, I thumb fucked him for a moment before releasing the snap
hooks holding him bent over the saw horse. 

I laid Eric out on the floor, his back padded by a deep rubber mat.
Standing over him facing his feet, I stroked my dick a few times
lubing it up and readying it for what was next to come. I pulled his
legs up into the air until Eric s whole weight rested on his
shoulderblades and arms holding his waist in the air. Knees bent and
thighs slightly splayed, Eric s boy cock jutted down towards his face
while his waiting hole pointed up. Standing with my feet at his
armpits, my butt cheeks holding is legs back, I held the base of his
spine in one hand while the other hand guided my straining dick into
his hot young hole. With one long plunge I flexed my knees to drop my
cock into his ass. 

Jack yourself off, I wanna see you eat your cum little boy! I growled
as I worked to do the knee bends that drove my hard dick deep into the
tight velvety depths of my young lover. It wasn t long before looking
over my shoulder as I fucked his vertical ass, I could see long ropy
string of his warm cum fly from his cock and land all over his face
and into his open mouth. Feeling myself near climax I pulled out of
his ass, pushing his legs back down to the floor before straddling his
face. Jacking my cock the final moments, I let fly with my load into
his ovaled mouth, tongue sticking out, as I held his head up with my
right hand. I watched as spurt after spurt flew from my engorged cock
into the boys mouth, pooling there and laying on his lashing tongue as
his throat clutched to swallow it all.

After we d laid there, bodies entwined in a spent mass, I released
Eric from some of the restraints. The anklets were sewn on and I
intended they stay on until the school year began again after the
holiday vacation.

The small leather collar I left on for now as well. Kissing him
gently, cradling his head in my hands, I looked into his bright
youthful eyes sparkling in the dying light of the fire. Thank you
Eric. Thank you very much I said hugging him close. I was pleased and
reassured by the vigorous hug he returned. He had fulfilled one of my
deepest fantasies.

Later after showering together quietly, I fell asleep with this
delightful boy in my arms, one hand resting on his neck and that
leather collar that bound him to me, but also me to him. My last
conscious breaths before sleep descended were pleasantly filled with
the raw sent of leather. That night I dreamt of Eric.


Chapter 4.
I lay back in the bed, upper body supported by several pillows
thinking about the day. I was tired, but satisfied at the progress we
were making on the cabin in the short time we had together. Anyway, I
thought; time spent with Eric is time well spent. We used the day to
install the kitchen cabinets I had made over the winter from white
oak. Finishing the kitchen was this years task. Cabinets were up, sink
in place, and the trim work would be finished tomorrow. Perhaps we
would then take a short canoe trip to explore and fish some of the
surrounding lakes.

Eric walked in from the main room, his body bathed in the soft amber
glow from the lamp on the dresser. His eyes sparkled as he smiled at
me before pulling his baggy sweatshirt over his head. In a flash of
tanned skin, he bared his chest to my eyes. Standing at the foot of
the bed, he then leaned over to remove his shoes, which I heard hit
the wood floor with distinct thuds. Already, I was getting an erection
as I lay there letting my eyes gaze over the object of my love.
Absentmindedly I stroked my growing cock underneath the sheet as I
continued to watch Eric slowly, sensuously take his clothes off.
Although I knew he was doing it for me; I got just as excited to see
him in passing during the day.

Finally, Eric stood before him in all his young teenage splendor; with
only the narrowest portion of his groin covered by the taught material
of the black thong bikini I had bought him before we left the states.
I was in heaven. To be here in the middle of the south Canadian bush,
on a beautiful summer's night, light breeze filtering through the
screens mixed with the moaning calls of distant loons and the lap of
nearby lake water.

Best of all was this sexy boy standing before me; he committed to me,
and I to him.

As Eric walked around the side of the bed, his feet silent on the
floor, I gazed over his body from his short blond hair mused from a
days activities, over the smooth face crowned by his smile and bright
blue eyes, down over his sensual tanned chest marked with the
symmetrical dots of his nipples. My eyes drank in the dark waist band
of his thong as it held up the two inch wide piece of sheer silk
covering his obviously hard boy cock.

No hair whispered past the cloth, leaving him bare as I intimately
knew.

Firm buttocks flashed past my eyes in the flickering glow of the lamp
before Eric climbed on to the bed.

Eric sat straddling my abdomen, knees by me ribs, buttocks on my
pelvis, and feet hooked over my legs, toes together between my thighs.
Only the cool white sheet kept us apart. Eric looked down at me, as I
looked back into his eyes. My hands caressed the softness of his
muscled legs, the tougher soles of his feet, until finally my hands
came to rest cupping his beautiful butt - the same butt he had gladly
surrendered to me when only 13. My thumbs toyed with the thin
waistband of his thong, strumming it and then tracing the cord as it
descended between his cheeks into his warm crevice.

"You like the thong?" Eric asked.

"You're asking me!?" I laughed "I think it's great. How do you like
the new underwear?" I had bought him a variety of silk bikini's,
thongs, lycra speedo's and a leather jock.

"Haven't tried them all..... I guess I like going around nude when I
can.... and am just used to jockeys otherwise. " You'd be a real hit
in the school locker room if you show up in the leather jock! How
about it?" "Not quite!" He retorted with a twist of a body. That twist
caused his buttocks to grind against my now fully erect penis until it
was solidly encased along the length of his crack. Reaching back with
one hand Eric cupped my balls before saying with a crooked smile; "I
see you do like what I am wearing!" "You know it babe; sometimes a
little bit of something, no matter how revealing, fires the
imagination of a dirty old man like me. I love to see your package
encased in lycra... I can see every outline... makes my mouth water
with anticipation..." I replied lightly stroking one of his calves.

Eric began slowly humping his cock against my belly through the
material of the thong. Covered or not, I could feel his hardness as
his need grew and breath became deeper. Elbows on the pillow to either
side of my head, Eric bent until our lips met; kissing lightly at
first, sensually, his lips across my face, eyes, tongue dancing in my
ear, before returning for a deeper kiss of wild tongues. The tip of
his prick escaped the confining thong fabric, until finally Eric's
cock was bare against my belly. Sweet precum making a slick spot
between us.

Pulling his butt cheeks apart I rubbed up and down his crack, finger
tips teasing at the entrance to his hole. A middle finger stopped
teasing and began a pressing attack until buried to the second
knuckle. His hot moistness pulled at my finger, clenched by tight anal
muscles. Well fucked over the years, he was still tight.

Feeling him nearing his climax I whispered; "I need your cum in my
mouth.."

Eric shifted his weight, continuing to grind his hairless teen cock
across the firmness of my stomach as I squeezed and twisted his
sensitive nipples and fingered his ass until he reared up with a
groan, hand now jerking frantically at his slick cock, he began to
spurt his seed across the top of my chest and face. Grabbing his ass I
shoved his hips forward until his shooting cock plunged into my
waiting mouth. There in the moist confines of my mouth he pulsed out
the remainder of his young cum onto my tongue.

Even after Eric finished with his ejaculation, he sat there across my
shoulders, back arched, head thrown back, panting. I again began to
massage his firm ass with one hand, while the other teased a pert
nipples before wandering across his heaving chest and downward to his
dripping slick prick. His thighs and ass were slick from sliding over
the first pulses of his cum across my body.

"Hmmmmn..." Was all I heard before Eric scooted back down my body. He
began to slowly and deliberately bathe my chest and face with his
tongue, stopping every so often to smile as he waved his tongue about
with a droplet of his own cum on the tip before swallowing it down.
Eric pushed the rest of the sheet down below my groin and again began
to grind. Only this time he teased my cock with the heat of his ass
rather than his boy cock across my belly. Soon I too was moaning and
helping him to ride my body, both of us locked in wild frottage, my
hands holding the wonderful globes of his tanned teen butt.

Suddenly Eric stopped and lifted his ass. Opening my eyes I was not
surprised to see him reaching over to the night stand for the tube of
lube we conveniently keep there.

"Fuck yourself on my cock boy;" I whispered hoarsely as he swept aside
the cord of the thong that rode his crack and inserted one of his own
fingers into his ass to grease himself up. Soon that same hand was
rubbing cool slick gel across my cock. Eric repositioned himself lower
on my body, still straddling and facing me. I loved it when he would
take the initiative and impale himself on my stiff uncut 7" cock. For
me it was the ultimate domination: that he would choose to give me
this pleasure and be willing to do all the work. Knowing that we
hadn't spend much of our usual time opening his pucker, this would be
a slow tight fuck until he got used to my dick.

Eric licked two fingers and rubbed both nipples and tugged a few times
at his recuperating cock before reaching back to guide my cock against
his hole as he squatted over my body. I could feel his slick tightness
resist the tip of my cock as he put more and more of his weight down.
I could feel, as well as watch, his muscles struggle to support his
weight and yet relax enough to allow my dick into his body.

I was surprised when he suddenly impaled himself on my jutting cock,
thrusting my rod past his protesting sphincter. Immediately Eric's
body reacted in pain; contracting and tensing.

"Ah Fuck!" his voice hoarse with pain. Never the less after only a
moment to let the shock pass both of us, he began to hump himself,
driving my dick even deeper into his body. So he wanted it a little
rough did he? Well, even from the bottom, I could help him with that!
I drove my hips upward and held onto his hard ass while he lifted
himself from my body before slamming back down to meet me. The bed
creaked in protest while Eric jacked his now erect cock and we fucked
each other as hard as we could. I knew I could not last long, not only
from the physical arousal of Eric's tight ass clasping my prick and
grinding over his prostrate, but the mental arousal of watching this
15 year old boy athletically fuck himself in front of my eyes.

Eric began to writhe just as sweat began to cover his young body in a
sheen a few minutes later; his second orgasm of the night shot out
into his hand turning his cock, hand, crotch and thong into a milky
mess. As he came, his ass clenched tight around the length of my cock,
sending me to my orgasm. With a final thrust, I bucked my cock deep
into his willing body before the throes of cumming racked me. Pulse
after pulse of my cum emptied into his hole. Relaxing after a moment,
he collapsed forward into my arms, his face besides mine. I could feel
his heavy breathing as we embraced each others spent bodies; one of my
arms around his shoulder blades, the other gently caressing his down
covered butt.

Soon my softening cock slipped from his now dilated ass. Separating,
Eric sat up and used a cloth to clean us up. He stood to slip out of
the now soiled thong, it's front smeared with his semen, the back
strap glistening with lube from where I fucked him. All the while, I
lay there as I had started breathing deep the soft pine scent wafting
through an open window. Eric finally blew the lamp out, climbed into
bed beside me and drew the covers over both of us. Curling up into one
another, I held him tight to me, kissing the back of his neck and ear
lightly, enjoying the slight stickiness of his sexual sweat. Our legs
rubbed against each other momentarily before settling down as I traced
his soles with the tip of a big toe.

"Thanks Babe.... you're great;" I said quietly into his ear as a
fingered flickered across a nipple. Eric just moved closer into my
body and squeezed my hand. Our Golden Lab Denver padded into the room
and jumped up on the bed, circling around until he was satisfied and
curled up next to our feet. Shortly we both drifted off to sleep.
Outside, unseen, a green glow of Northern Lights spread across the
clear night sky and the calm lake water danced and flickered.

 



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