October 24, 2008
Little Boy Blue – Part Two
I woke up kind of early the next morning. Eric was already out of bed and was sitting by an open window, smoking and blowing said smoke out it. He was gazing out at the world. His magnificent young body was still fully naked and he was idly stroking his penis.
“Now that’s something I could get used to seeing in the morning,” I said a little muzzily.
Eric started a little and looked over at me. He grinned and blew smoke my direction. “Yeah, I bet I can get you up every day.”
I nodded. “Yeah, probably.”
Eric put out his cigarette and walked back over to the bed, his semi-hard penis swinging between his shapely young legs. He gave me a little kick on the foot.
“So when you gonna get me laid?”
“Anytime you want!” I said enthusiastically, laying back and spreading my legs.
Eric rolled his eyes. “Not that way. I want pussy.”
“I’ll see if I can track down Samantha today. See if I can set something up.”
“Good. I’ll get myself comfy in the meantime.” He walked over to his backpack and started unloading and organizing everything.
I sat back up and started getting dressed. “So, what, you’re planning to just live here?”
“What if I don’t want you to?” I tried.
Eric gave me a look. “You’ll get to suck my dick at least once or twice a day, dude. You tell me.”
“Point.” I went to the dresser and cleared out the bottom drawer. “Here, you can use this.”
“Cool, thanks.” Eric took a moment to pull on a pair of black boxer-briefs and then started putting the rest of his clothes away.
“Oh, you’re not going to get dressed, are you?” I asked as he put on some more clothes. All blue, of course.
“Yeah. I’ve got some stuff I gotta do.” Now fully clothed, he walked up and took my hand in his, placing it directly on his crotch. “Don’t worry, you’ll still get plenty of Ericdick.”
I sighed, rubbing a little and feeling the boy’s penis start to harden. “Oh, well. I guess you should probably be clothed for a little while, anyhow.”
“Yeah, especially if I’m going out.”
“Ok, ok. I guess while you’re out, I’ll try to get in touch with Samantha.”
“Sounds good.” Eric picked up his backpack, put on his hat and walked over to me, giving me a tight hug. “Thanks for letting me crash here for a while, dude.”
“You’re welcome,” I replied, holding him close.
He pulled away. “Ok, see ya!” and was gone.
I leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. What a boy!
An hour later, after taking time to jerk off, I went out, hoping to find Samantha quickly.
In this matter, I got pretty lucky. I found her sitting on the street outside of Denny’s trying to get change from passers by.
“Hey, Samantha,” I said, plopping down next to her.
“Oh, hey, Chance!” She leaned over and gave me a hug and a kiss. “How are you?”
“I’m doing good, doing good. And you?”
“Good. Glad to hear it!” I grinned widely.
Samantha gave me a look. “What do you want?”
“Whatever makes you think I want anything?”
“Cause I know that look.”
I laughed. “Ok, well, I do maybe want a little something.”
“I want your body.”
Samantha laughed. “You’ve already had it! It’s been three years. Now you want it again?”
“Well… yes, but not for me.”
Samantha rolled her eyes. “Ok, Chancey, out with it.”
“Well… how would you like to defile a virgin?”
“He’s young, he’s cute, he’s still a virgin and he wants to get some pussy.”
I shrugged. “I’ve jerked him, blown him and had him fuck me, but all he’s done with girls is get a couple blowjobs.”
“Uh-huh… now… how young?”
“Uhm… fourteen?” I said with my best innocent look.
She rolled her eyes again. “You’re such a child molester.”
“But you say he’s pretty cute, huh?”
“Yeah. Blue eyes, blue hair, blue pretty much everything. Well, not blue-balls. Not lately, anyhow,” I said with pride.
“Blue…” She looked thoughtful and then brightened up. “Oh, hey, you’re not talking about that one boy who’s been wandering around lately? Wears all blue but with an orange hat?”
“That’s the one.”
“Hmmm… he is pretty cute…”
“You’ll get me fucking you, too, of course.”
Again she rolled her eyes. “Oh, what a great privilege.”
“Hey, if I fuck you once more, it’ll be twice as many times as I already have. And that’s twice as many as all other girls on the planet COMBINED,” I said, looking as serious as I could.
Samantha laughed. “Yeah, right. THAT’S a plus.”
“Oh, come on. I was good in bed.”
“Yes, you were. But you obviously wanted to fuck my boyfriend and not me,” she pointed out.
“Well… I DID like it with you. Admittedly, it was somewhat more fun fucking your boyfriend.” I grinned. “I wouldn’t mind doing it with you some more. Especially if I get to watch a very cute little boy lose his virginity to you in the process.”
“Well… alright. I’ll do it.” She stood up. “Let’s go get some boy.”
“Just like that?” I asked, standing up next to her.
“Yep. You know me. Once I make my mind up…”
“Yeah,” I said with a nod. “Plus, you know, you’re a slut.”
I didn’t realize a simple punch on the arm could hurt that much.
* * *
Once we got back to my apartment, Samantha and I killed some time just sitting around talking with each other and watching one of my gay porn tapes. She, like a surprisingly large number of girls, really liked watching cute boys have sex with each other.
“So is there anything special you have in mind for me and this boy?” Samantha asked.
I shrugged. “Not really. I wanna put his dick in you when he fucks you the first time, but otherwise I don’t care too much.”
“Good.” She looked at the clock. “So what is he supposed to be here?”
I shrugged again. “We didn’t really set a time.”
“Cool.” She ground out the cigarette I had been letting her smoke. “Wanna fuck for a while?”
I laughed a little, laughter which started to fade as Samantha began undressing. “Uh… the idea here was for Eric to fuck you?”
“So?” She was now just in her bra and panties. Despite myself I found my penis hardening. “I’d figured you were probably going to fuck me at least a couple times yourself.”
“Well… I never really thought about it,” I said.
Now naked, Samantha said, “Well, see, I’m horny, especially after watching this video. So… you wanna fuck?”
I considered her offer for a bit and then shrugged. “Sure, why not?”
“Good.” She went over to my bed and laid down as I took off my clothes. Once naked, I went over and laid down next to her. When I got there, she started stroking my penis slowly. “I assume you’re not going to be that interested in foreplay with me?” she asked.
“Uh…” I wasn’t quite sure what to say. The only other time we’d had sex her boyfriend had gotten her all warmed up. “Well… if you want me to go down on you… that’s not something I’m interested in. I guess I could finger you or something.”
“No, that’s ok. Just make sure you have Eric do everything to me, ok?”
“Ok,” I said with a cheerful grin, my penis twitching at the thought.
“Well, in that case, what position do you want me to be in?”
“I want him on top,” I said quickly.
Samantha rolled her eyes. “I mean right now, dumbass.”
“Oh! Sorry.” I blushed a little. “Uh… well, what’s your favorite?”
“I like having the guy on top.”
“Ok, then, I’ll get on top.”
Samantha laid back and spread her legs. “Go for it, then.”
“You need me to put on a condom?”
“No, it’s ok.”
I got up on my knees and crouched down between her legs, staring at her vagina. Her boyfriend had been the one to put me in her the first time. I knew I could just ask Samantha for help, but I wanted to get it in her on my own. Plus, if I was going to be helping Eric fuck her, I should probably know what I was doing.
I moved forward until the tip of my penis brushed against Samantha’s vagina. Then I started sort of poking around, remembering that when I’d fucked her before, I’d felt a little wet place. Sure enough after enough probing I found it and pushed gently.
Success! I felt the tip of my twenty-three-year-old penis slide into something very pleasantly warm and snug. I pushed forward some more and eventually managed to get myself completely into Samantha’s eighteen-year-old vagina. Feeling very pleased with myself I let go of my erection and just sat there enjoying the sensations for a few moments. It WAS really nice inside her, I’ll admit that, even if it wasn’t quite as nice as fucking a guy. Maybe I’d have to fuck her some more at some point.
“Very nice, Chance,” Samantha said with a little grin. “You didn’t know where it was supposed to go at first, did you?”
I settled down on top of her, my penis completely inside her vagina. “Well, no, not really,” I admitted. I began to move back and forth.
“Try to keep it as deep in me as you can,” she said.
It was very strange to me to think about the fact that I was fucking a girl while waiting for a cute little virgin boy to come back to my house so that I could molest him and watch him fuck her. I looked over at the nearby mirror while we fucked, admiring the way my body looked. I wasn’t gorgeous, but I wasn’t bad, and like many people, I looked just fine when I was fucking.
“Mmmm… yeah… that’s much better,” Samantha said, wrapping her legs around my waist while I fucked her.
I wish I could say that mind-blowing orgasms occured for both of us. I wish I could say that when I came inside her it was like angels singing and that she came at the same time I did, her vagina clutching at my thrusting penis.
This wasn’t really the case. I did cum, and shot my sperm into her, wondering as I did so what might happen if she got pregnant. Samantha came also, but it was about two minutes later and it took her stimulating herself while I held my penis within her until she climaxed.
After we were both done having our orgasms, I pulled out of her and we laid there together on my bed, quietly sharing a cigarette. When she was done smoking, Samantha sat up and got out of bed.
“Something wrong?” I asked, still not used to this whole heterosexual intercourse thing.
“No, no. Just gotta go clean up,” she said, picking up my old bathrobe. She put it on and went into the bathroom.
Shrugging a little and figuring that I might as well clean up, too, I walked into the kitchen and used a paper towel and some warm water with soap to clean off my penis. I felt kind of weird about having fucked Samantha. It wasn’t bad or anything, but I didn’t really enjoy it anymore than I enjoyed masturbating.
Once I was clean, I walked back into the living room and pulled on a pair of boxers. By the time Samantha got out of the bathroom I was sitting on the couch watching television.
“Anything good on?” she asked as she sat next to me.
We settled on watching an old rerun of Friends. It wasn’t my favorite show, but Samantha liked it, and I figured I should try to make her happy.
A couple hours later I was beginning to get restless. I was wondering where Eric might be. I was worried that maybe something had happened to him. I should have given him my phone number, I thought. Just as I was starting to get real concerned, I heard a faint tapping at the door.
I smiled at Samantha. “Your boy is here!”
“Nothing like home delivery.”
I pulled on a t-shirt to go with my boxers and opened the door. There he was.
“Hey, I was wondering where you were.”
Eric grinned a little. “Yeah, sorry. I got busy.” He walked into the apartment and saw Samantha sitting on the couch in the bathrobe. “Oh! Hello,” he said, sounding a little off-center suddenly.
“Hello,” Samantha purred. “You must be Eric. I’m Samantha.”
“Hi!” He walked over towards her and reached out his hand.
Samantha shook it and patted the space next to her. “Put down your stuff and have a seat.”
Eric set down his backpack and sat next to Samantha. I sat down on the other side of him.
“So,” I said, reaching out and placing a hand on the boy’s thigh. “You ready to get laid?”
“This is really gonna happen, huh?” Eric asked, looking from me to Samantha.
“Yep,” Samantha replied, placing one of her hands on Eric’s other thigh. She ran it up to his crotch and cupped it gently. “You up for it?” she asked, rubbing.
“Ooooooh, yes.” Eric grinned shyly.
“Good,” Samantha whispered. She leaned over and started kissing Eric while she continued to rub the lump that had appeared in his sweatpants. Eric seemed unsure what he should be doing. Finally he settled for resting one of his hands on Samantha’s bare thigh and sort of held it there, not moving it or anything.
I was starting to get really, really horny watching this. My penis had already poked itself out of my boxers, and I reached down to give it a couple strokes. Then I let go of it and took hold of Eric’s shirt, working it off him and leaving him bare chested. Beautiful. I leaned down and started sucking and nibbling on one of his erect nipples.
Still continuing to kiss the boy, Samantha opened up the robe and shrugged out of it, leaving her completely naked. She then took Eric’s hand that had been on her thigh and placed it right between her legs, directly over her vagina. She rubbed his hand back and forth a little until the boy seemed to get the idea and started doing it himself.
Then Samantha stopped kissing Eric’s mouth and started kissing a trail down his smooth young body. When she reached his sweats, she reached inside and pulled out Eric’s hard teenage penis. Samantha gave the tip a couple kisses and then slowly lowered her mouth around it while Eric laid his head back and looked very content.
I placed a hand on his cheek and turned his head my way. “Enjoying yourself?” I asked.
“Yeah,” Eric said with a grin. Then to my surprised he leaned his head towards mine and started kissing me, soon working his tongue into my mouth. I was even more surprised to find one of his hands taking hold of my penis, stroking it while we kissed. The ability of this kid to discover new ways to make me happy was very pleasing. I could feel myself falling in love with him, despite my best efforts.
Samantha had moved down to kneel on the floor. While she was there she started tugging at Eric’s sweats. He lifted his butt up, never missing a beat while kissing me, and Samantha pulled them off him, leaving him beautiful and naked. I figured I might as well join in the fun. My shirt and shorts soon joined the pile of clothes that had formed on the floor.
Now Samantha’s hand joined Eric’s on the shaft of my penis and soon replaced it as Eric let go and put his arms around me while we kissed. As I felt her mouth slide around my erection, I took one of my hands and wrapped it around Eric’s most wonderful part.
“God, this is hot, Chance,” Eric whispered to me.
Samantha pulled her mouth up off me and Eric looked down at my penis. “Can I suck your dick for a bit? I wanna see what it’s like.”
“Sure!” I said, quite pleasantly surprised.
Samantha moved aside and started masturbating Eric while he moved his head down. He didn’t give my erection a wussy little taste or anything tentative like that. No, he just opened his mouth up, slid it down along my penis and then sealed his lips around it, moving his head up and down and trying his best to lick as he did so.
Now Samantha moved up and sat next to me on the couch, kissing me once she got comfortable.
“This boy is really, really sexy,” she said to me with a smile.
“You’re telling me?”
Samantha laughed a little and then let out a shaky moan as Eric’s hand found its way onto her vagina. Looking down at the boy while he kept blowing me, she said to him, “See if you can get a finger into me.”
Eric nodded and poked around. I saw a look of pleasure cross Samantha’s face as the boy managed to get a finger up into her tight vagina. It apparently excited him quite a bit, too, because he started blowing me with ever more enthusiasm.
Finally Samantha called out, “Ok! I can’t take it anymore. SOMEONE needs to fuck me!”
Eric froze and then pulled his mouth off my penis. “So… that means it’s time?”
“Yes,” I said, reaching down to pull the boy up to sit on the couch next to me. I gave him a little kiss and said, “Are you ready?”
Samantha said, “I want you on top,” and walked over to the bed, laying down and spreading her legs.
I put a hand on Eric’s shoulder and spoke softly to him. “You’re about to lose your virginity, Eric. You’re gonna fuck your first girl. Don’t worry about anything. Don’t worry about making her feel good, getting her pregnant or anything. Just have a good time, ok? If you cum in five seconds, that’s ok. If it takes you ten minutes, that’s ok, too. Just enjoy yourself.”
Eric took a deep breath and nodded. “Ok.”
I stood up and pulled Eric over to the bed. “Kneel between her legs.”
“Alright.” Eric did so, penis pointing up.
I got behind him and kissed his ear as I took his teenage penis in my hand. Stroking it slowly, I lined it up so that the tip was poking into Samantha’s vagina and whispered to him, “Whenever you’re ready, just push forward.”
Eric took a moment to collect himself and then I felt him start moving, the shaft of his wonderful fourteen-year-old virgin penis sliding past my hand and going up into Samantha’s tight eighteen-year-old vagina. Soon he was completely within her, my thumb and forefinger circling around the base of his shaft. I eventually let go of that and the boy was now inside his first girl.
“Whoa,” he said a little out of breath. “I’m really doing it, aren’t I?”
“You are,” I said, caressing his body and rubbing my penis against his bare ass. “How’s it feel.”
“Nice,” Eric whispered after a moment. “Very, very nice.”
I put my hands on his hips, pushing and pulling in time with his first thrusts. “Try to keep it as deep inside her as you can,” I said, remembering Samantha’s advice from earlier.
“Ok,” Eric gasped as he had his first fuck with a girl.
“That’s good,” Samantha whispered. “You’ve got a good one, Eric… you’re good…”
“Thanks,” he said a little breathlessly.
My penis was still resting against Eric’s butt while he fucked Samantha. I was getting serious stimulation from him each time he thrust. I longed to slide myself up inside of him, but I knew he’d not be really comfy with that idea, at least not yet. Maybe some other time.
Eric had started pumping faster. “I think… I’m gonna cum soon…” he panted.
“Oh, god, yes,” Samantha whispered. She put her hands on his shoulders and pulled him down on top of her, kissing him fiercely.
That was apparently enough. Eric grunted and moaned and his steady rhythm faltered. His entire body began twitching. I pictured his penis firing off inside Samantha’s vagina, his sperm shooting into her in search of an egg to fertilize. The vision I’d had last night was coming true.
Eric pulled himself up a little. “Wow,” he said in a laughing tone. “That was great…”
“So you liked it?” Samantha purred.
“Good.” She kissed his nose. “Me, too.”
“Thanks,” he said, kissing her nose in return. Then he looked back at me. “Thank you, too, Chance.”
“You’re welcome,” I said, massaging his firm little butt.
“You want a turn?” he asked.
Shrugging I said, “Sure, if Samantha doesn’t mind.”
“I don’t mind,” she said with a tired grin.
Eric withdrew his young penis from Samantha’s vagina. It was glistening with wetness and a little string of sperm connected him to her briefly before breaking as he turned to lay on his back next to her, smiling with the sweet afterglow of lost virginity.
I now got between Samantha’s legs. With the combination of my fucking her earlier and now watching Eric fuck her, I had no problems at all getting my penis into her vagina. As I settled down into her I at least imagined that I could feel Eric’s sperm caressing me as I began fucking.
From the second I started moving, I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I could see Eric’s lean naked body lying only a short distance from me and knowing that his penis had just been inside the vagina mine now occupied was an incredible turn-on. It was less than two minutes before my own sperm joined Eric’s on the quest for pregnantion.
Once I was done fucking, I joined my friends on the bed. I lit up a cigarette and we passed it around, not saying anything, just relaxing in the happiness of joyful sex.
Eric fucked Samantha about five times that night. I only fucked her once more, but I enjoyed masturbating while watching him going to town. At one point while he was fucking her, he asked if he could blow me a little more and kept going on me until I climaxed into his mouth, his own orgasm happening inside Samantha’s vagina mere seconds later.
The three of us spent many, many happy nights fucking our brains out. Eventually I got to fuck Eric while he fucked Samantha and then he did the same to me. We all had the most fantastic weeks of our lives.
At the end of the month, Eric and I found out that Samantha wasn’t on the Pill or anything. She missed her period and was obviously pregnant by one or the other of us. As none of us were ready for kids, I scraped (as it were), up enough money to get her an abortion. The pregnancy was over with, but the memories caused problems and Samantha never had sex with us again.
Eric and I continued to screw on a pretty regular basis. He came to really enjoy sex with me, though he refused to ever have sex with any other guys. It was a pretty sweet time for me, having an underage boy as my lover whenever I wanted him.
One day, though, Eric didn’t come home from his daily wanderings. Three weeks of worry and concern went past before I finally got an email from him. He’d been picked up by the police and returned to the foster system, ending up with a different family then the one he’d ran away from.
Eric told me in the next few emails that I got from him that he really missed me and he really loved me but it was time for him to move on and actually try and do something with his life. He’d settled in at the new place and was going to school. He also had a girlfriend who, he assured me, he always used condoms with when they fucked. He was happy and though he’d always think well of me, he said he probably wouldn’t ever see me again.
So far it’s been five years since I last saw him or heard from him. I still think about him from time to time, but just recently I picked up a fifteen-year-old gay boy off the streets and now he lives with me. Life for myself and Eric both has moved on.
Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk.
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