Watching, always watching, making pictures in my brain...
Snapshot #1: The boy, about 20, naked. Hands against the wall, ass pushed behind him like an offering. Empty beer bottles littering the floor, maybe two dozen. The man inside him, fucking him slowly. The boy's erection so pink and swollen. A guttural whisper escapes the boy's lips. "Please" he says hoarsely, drunkenly, "please, we can't........we can't be doing this." And the man pauses, takes the boy's dick in his hand and masturbates him while wiggling softly in his ass. The boy pitches backward involuntarily, impaling himself deeply onto the man's shaft. And they cum together. The boy screaming in terrified pleasure, the man smiling while making little grunts. The man rubs the boy's cream covered penis, squeezing from time to time, milking the last drops, then tastes the lovely warm goo. And as he pulls out the man whispers to him gently, "Welcome to a new world baby boy, try to live without that now, if you can." And the boy, sleepy eyed and confused, lies down on the floor. He sleeps.
Snapshot #2: Hours later the boy awakening, lying still upon the floor, weeping silently. The man kneeling in front of him, still naked, stroking his head, wiping his tears. "Shhhh" he whispers. An older boy lays down quietly and enters the crying boy who fights briefly the pain in his still tingling ass. Then he lies still again. "Please, God this is wrong..........isn't it? It has to be wrong" he says sleepily. The older boy wraps himself around him and softly rubs his chest. "Would you be hard, would you be letting this happen if it were wrong?" says the man. "But I was taught differently, this is..........." and his words trail off as the man kneels down and sucks his hardness. Then all three became one movement, a series of groans without thought. And each cums in his turn before sleep falls again.
Snapshot #3: A week goes by. Then two. A knock on the older man's door. The boy, shivering slightly, trying to explain his presence. "I was.........you know its.........we did things and I don't know what's going on anymore!" And the man, taking his hand, leading him indoors, into the warmth, into the madness. The man stripping and saying nothing. Undressing the boy and saying nothing. Taking the lubricant, smearing his own ass and covering the boy's penis, then turning over to rest upon his hands and knees. Soft white ass facing the boy. Like a mythical headless animal. One that knows desire and nothing more. The boy, so young and confused and hard......and needing to feel. Pushing quickly into the man, gasping, pulling back and cumming harsh, fast. Holding the man's waist so tightly. Steadying himself after the cum, then slowly pacing, he fucks him again. And at the moment of climax he remembers, and reaches for the man's hard dick. "Yes, baby, yes" the man hisses. Then bliss. Then darkness. Then rest.
Snapshot #4: The boy taking slow drinks from a bottle, eyes glistening as he watches his new friend drink heavily. They talk of sex, of love. Then the boy kneels down, slides off his friend's shorts and begins to suck. The new friend, so drunk, moans the name Sheila as the boy drinks his cum. A little dribble hangs from his chin. And they kiss. Later, in bed, the friend, more sober now, lays beside the boy. And fucks him. And cums inside him. And asks what this can mean. And the boy, knowing, smiles and says "Turn over and let me show you what paradise can be." And they join in holy touch until the dawn.
if you enjoyed please write.......if not, please write..........I wish you joy and touch always ;)