This story contains erotic fiction about the teen aged boys on the Discovery Kids/NBC Saturday morning show "Endurance" and adult men. The sexual preferences of the celebrities in the story are purely fantasy and may not reflect their true feelings. The story involves very intimate relationships between teen boys or teen boys and men. If this type of material is illegal where you live or if you are offended by such subject matter than do not continue and leave. This story is a work of fiction which means it is not true. This story is my property and can not be reproduced without my expressed written consent. Only the Nifty Archives has my permission to publish it. Blah, blah, blah, blah.......
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Thanks to all of you that have written to me about the story. I never realized how many guys like to watch the show. Things are going to revolove around a lot of sex for the next two chapters so please don't be put off by all of the descriptions of hot naked bodies rubbing together and sliding over each other. If you can muddle through these chapters I think I can get us back to some type of story line.
This particular story involves the boys on the 'Endurance' tv show. You can find pics, bios and vids on the boys to help with your visualization at the following link:
http://kids.discovery.com/
Choose the Endurance link on the left hand side amongst the different tv show links and then you will be there.
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And now on with the story...........
Endurance Boys Chapter 5 By: Brad Goodman
I woke before any of the boys or girls or staff that morning and headed to the Lihue Airport on Kauai. I boarded my plane and visions of Endurance boys danced in my head. I had to get a blanket from the flight attendant to cover my excitement. The flight seemed to go pretty fast and when I reached LAX, I was getting nervous about meeting this gorgeous blond boy model. I got on the plane and the flight to Dallas was uneventful. When I arrived I had to go to terminal C. I got on the tram and rode over where I found Dylan and his mom Debbie. I read the boys bio that Randy had given me and it described him but didn't do him justice. Dylan Michael Patton was born on July 13, 1992 and has blond hair and brown eyes. He is about 5'1 and weighs maybe 95 to 100lbs. He is very well defined for a 12 year old boy and his face is a work of beauty. He has a button nose and very cute pink lips. They are full and luscious for a boy. When he smiles he lights up the room with his big toothy grin. Dylan has one brother named Julian who is 11 and he is a real cutie too. He loves to play the video games Ghost Recon and DDR, his favorite group is Linkin Park and his favorite movie is South Park.
I walked up and he practically jumped out of his chair to shake my hand. His mother was the same. I kept looking at the boy with amazement. He had shoulder length blond hair and beautiful eyes. He was wearing a red button down shirt that looked kind of like a Hawaiian Shirt with a cool beach print on it and a pair of loose black cargo shorts. He was wearing sandals and even his cute little toes were pretty. We all made the normal introductions and then we went to the Chili's in the airport to have a bite to eat and talk. Debbie kept droning on about having a crush on me as a girl and that she loved my TV show which aired three episodes. She said when it didn't come on anymore she cried.
"Well" I said calmly "I have always wanted to meet the one person who watched that show. It's great to finally meet you."
Dylan and Debbie laughed and then she said "I also loved your interview on Entertainment tonight a year ago on that `Where Are They Now' segment about kid actors. I agree with you that all kid actors need a producer or director that really watches out for their best interests because agents and parents get caught up in the money so many times."
"Well thank you. I mean it too. Someone with real Hollywood pull has to look out for the kids or they will be taken advantage of." I added.
"I know" she told me. "That is why Dylan and I picked you out. We don't really care about the Endurance show but we did want to meet you. A producer that could help him stay out of...umm...sticky situations."
They both laughed.
"Well you know the only thing I have ever been a producer on is this show and that is more of an honorary title as I am basically the camp counselor/psychologist." I told them frankly.
"Well, that is for now. We are hoping that the word about you being the hottest new producer is spreading. We have had a few people drop your name at parties and now you may find your phone ringing off the hook. Dylan and I came up with this plan so he doesn't have to go through the same auditions you did." She told me.
"Yeah, when Mom and me saw you we knew you would be perfect and I knew I would like...well...you know...working with you." Dylan giggled.
I couldn't figure out if these two were on drugs, crazy or just being innocent and my dirty mind was misinterpreting what I was hearing. "Well I am not sure what you mean but if I get offered another producing job I will definitely take it. But I am curious. Did you two set this up just so I could come down here and meet with you both?"
They looked coyly at one another and then Debbie spoke. "Well, Dylan does watch the show and he wants to go with you for the next couple of days and at the same time he hopes to convince you to work with us on this."
She smiled innocently at me so I assumed I was being dirty minded and said "If you guys think it will work then I am in."
They both smiled and we ate and talked a bit more. Before I knew it, our plane was about to leave. Dylan kissed his mother goodbye and we boarded our flight. Once on the plan we sat in our first class seats relaxing when I turned to Dylan and asked how in the world his mother made it through security without a plane ticket. He explained his mother had a friend that worked for the airport authority and they let her through. So much for airport security I thought to myself. We made idle chit chat on the flight to LAX. About an hour into the flight he and I were really hitting it off and I took the opportunity to tickle his side and run my fingers over his torso. He giggled and laughed and when the flight attendant came by she told us "You two are quite the pair. You two look so much alike. I always enjoy seeing fathers and sons together that don't mind showing people they love each other."
Dylan and I looked at one another and laughed and then told her almost in unison "Thank you." Dylan settled down after that and before we landed he was snuggled next to me using my shoulder as a pillow as he took a nap. When we arrived, we headed out to catch the shuttle bus to our hotel. I knew Dylan liked cool cars as all 12 year old boys do so I grabbed the shuttle bus to where I had parked my car when we left for Hawaii. I told him since it was already at the airport in a covered spot that we could just use it. The attendant dropped us off in the special area and we came to my car which I had covered with a car cover.
"What kind of car is it?" Dylan asked.
I grabbed the car cover and pulled it off. His jaw dropped and all he could muster was "Cool."
My car is a fire red 2005 Ford GT with two white racing stripes down the middle. It is definitely the coolest car I have ever owned and NBC actually helped me procure it when a really famous sitcom star didn't want it. My gain. We got into the car and we continued talking.
"This is the coolest car I have ever been in!" Dylan exclaimed.
"Thanks. It is the coolest car I have ever been in too." I replied.
I turned the car on and Linkin Park roared out of the CD player. I quickly turned it down.
"Hey that is my favorite group." Dylan told me.
"Mine too." I smiled at him
I got us out of the parking lot and on the way to our hotel when we came to the freeway I looked over to see Dylan staring at me.
"Do I have a booger hanging out of my nose?" I asked him.
"No" he replied. He giggled a bit at that question.
"Well then why do you keep staring at me?" I asked.
Dylan smiled real big and then he said "Because I keep thinking about how good it is going to feel when you fuck me later."
I almost veered off the highway and crashed. "Dylan what makes you think that I am going to fuck you tonight?"
"Because I want you too. And you said you were going to help me and my mom.
I don't want any fat ugly producers fucking me. Having them suck your dick is one thing but if you are going to lose your virginity you should get to decide who too. So I picked you. Trust me you will like it, I am good."
He gave me a devilish smile.
"Dylan, do you think you can just order me to fuck you and I will?" I asked calmly.
"Oh so you don't want to fuck me. We will see." He replied.
Dylan then unbuttoned his shirt and threw it in the floor. He rubbed his sweet nipples right there in the car. I almost rear ended someone. Oh crap I thought. Then he undid his pants and pushed them off too and before I could protest his boxers were on the floor. There he sat in his miraculous glory. I took the next exit and roared into an abandoned strip mall and drove around to the back where the car would not be seen nor would there be any people. I turned and thoroughly inspected the boy. He was as naked and smooth as the day he was born. His skin was tan and flawless. His stomach and chest were flat and his legs were small but defined. His nipples were small and brown and just a little bit bigger than a nickel. His skin looked so soft I had to touch it. His flesh was so warm to my touch and he was as soft and smooth I let out a little squeal. I was turning into a 9 year old girl I thought. I massaged his chest there in the back of the strip mall.
I then took in his cock. It was small and he didn't have a single hair around it. His cock was about 4 inches long and circumcised. The head was pink and pulsating. His testicles were like to small grapes in a hairless milk white sack. He has tan lines that showed the stark difference in his bronze tan to his milky white crotch. He hopped over to my seat straddling me and placing himself between me and the steering wheel. He began pulling my t-shirt up and I relented to his will. When it was off he caressed my pecks and ran his soft small hands over my body. I felt him rubbing his little cock on my flat firm stomach. I reached around and cupped his firm little ass cheeks in my hand. They were stark white like the rest of his crotch and it made me even hornier to see the tan lines on his perfect globes. He leaned in and we kissed for the first time.
I know that people always talk about knowing from a kiss if they will spend the rest of their lives with someone or not and from the moment his lips caressed mine I fell for him completely. I wanted to take him home and lock him in a room with me and never let either one of us out. I had a passion and desire well up in me that I had never felt before. I was truly, utterly, deeply, madly in love for the first time. Dylan had taken the opportunity to open my shorts and pull out my cock. He was stroking like a professional but any child actor would know this skill by the age of 12. Welcome to Hollywood I thought.
I slipped my right index finger in his hole and he moaned loudly.
"Oh yeah. Do it harder, now faster, harder." He screamed at me.
I finger fucked him and he kept grinding his beautiful cock into me. Suddenly he stiffened and I felt the warm splash of his pubescent cream spray on my flat belly. Not a lot came out just a few drops and then some jerking by him. I reached down scooped up his small semen deposit and quickly began devouring it. The boy returned to his seat leaned over and sucked down my cock. He had about four inches in his mouth and he was sliding up and down like it had the most precious fluid in it. I was so hot I couldn't handle much and I blew my load. This expert little boy swallowed every bit of my load. When my cock stopped twitching he rose up and we kissed passionately again. It was like firecrackers going off in my head. He sat back down in his seat and picked up his boxers. He wiped a little bit of cum from his cock head that had oozed out late and then he put the cum stained boxers in my glove box.
"I want you to always have something of mine with you. This way I know you will be mine forever." He smiled wickedly.
"I want to be with you forever Dylan. I love you." I told him.
He smiled that big toothy grin of his and said "Really?"
I nodded.
"I love you too. That was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Mom said we were perfect for each other and she was right." He kissed me again.
My mind was racing and I couldn't believe it. His mother set this up. My mother just wanted me to fuck dirty old men for parts on shows or in commercials and his goes out and tries to find him a soul mate. I hope this works. But for now, I couldn't wait to get to our hotel so I could explore everything about Dylan Michael Patton.
To be continued...