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Subject: Anthony’s Delight Part 2 Anthony’s delight By Anthony Part 2 [email protected] Thanks to the readers of the first part and their encouraging and friendly words. I tried to make the notes of my diary readable. Special thanks to those who said my English was good. Funny, it’s a pity I can’t tell my English teacher at school, it would upgrade my marks. Some asked to add more sex to my story. Which sounds special, because I cannot change my life. My life was slow and now two years later I would have liked it to be different, but I was insecure and very young and had a thousand questions. Sex stories were plenty on Nifty, but sorry if you think this story is stupid or boring. Thanks to Chaim ([email protected]) a Dutch author at Nifty, who encouraged me to go on and helped me to edit the second part story. ======= Anthony ======= My name is Anthony or Tony and this is the second part my diary. I wrote it my notes in Dutch and now, about two years after I met Brandon, I wrote the out. I was fourteen and my life was good. I think for most things I was a average kid and to be honest I’m still average, not really special, but my early adventures with Brandon changed everything. ================= Anthony’s delight Part 2 ================= I had lots of weird thoughts that week. I wondered what would have happened if I went on a few minutes longer. I wondered why I did stop, and after some time I knew why. Well, as a start Brandon looked maybe a little too long at my briefs, he worked his eyes up my smooth legs. Now I recognized that gaze in his eyes and maybe he sensed my willingness to open up to him and smelled my sexual heat and need. Brandon had been always kind to me and I wanted him to do more. To get closer, or to be touched, whatever. I got not the nerve to ask for that. ‘Please touch me, Brandon’. Why didn’t say that? I knew, at least suspected, Brandon was a boy lover, I was sure about that and I didn’t care, despite all the warnings about ‘child abuse’. Brandon was a handsome and kind dude and had been very patient with me. Well it’s true, I had been reserved, shy and reluctant, but I came always back to St Jacob’s Market. Brandon certainly wasn’t a child molester, not in the way they told me about, he didn’t want to harm me. Brandon had been persistent and patient, with baby steps he got it done his way. Well, had I unconsciously asked for it? I’m not a weak or silly, but I surrendered and felt like a little kid again, a baby with him. Deep inside that was what I craved, to be little again and to be guided. Brandon liked boys, called me his baby boy. I had my imagination and didn’t care anymore about the warnings about strangers. I wanted it! Brandon let me set the boundaries but it seemed I had no fixed boundaries. My will power waned and I did want to try everything. It was scary sometimes but in the end, there was really no choice, I wanted it myself. I did my best to have a good time with him and to please him. As Brandon kept touching me, it wasn’t long before my penis was rock hard. It just happened, no thinking about it, no escape, I couldn’t stop myself. I obeyed my excitement and his voice, his warmth, his kindness. Brandon had seen I got excited and my penis was hard as he touched it. Brandon had asked me to undress and to show my hard penis, what did I do? Right, I exposed myself to him! Yes really, I did and Brandon saw my penis for the first time. I never showed my penis this way to stranger before. That had not been all, no! I had him going, he did things they always warned me about: Strange men who want to play with your dicky, well Brandon did and did I complain? No way! I accepted it, wanted it, liked it. Brandon stroked my penis and I relaxed more and more, until my legs tightened against his legs. Sure as I told you, I felt embarrassed when my muscles kept doing weird things, and my breaths got deeper. I wanted this so badly. Soon, I knew I was getting real close to that feeling. I couldn’t go on and stopped him. Why? What happened to me? I was too shy and nervous to let that feeling just happen, I didn’t want Brandon to see me wriggling around when my orgasm might happen. I just took his hand away, and Brandon didn’t say anything. Had that been brave or just plain stupid of me? Well, our bodies want to do such weird things. I knew most boys my age started the puberty and could cum when they got there. I didn’t, which made me feel a bit less than them. That was my a piece of my puzzle. I was not the only one, who knows, but if I did have had an orgasm, Brandon would know the truth. I couldn’t cum wet for him as they call it. I wasn’t able yet, I was little and my body immature, that was really embarrassing. My immature boy needle got hard, but I had not even a sign of spouting any cum in the future. That was the point and I wondered what he was thinking of me now. What he did felt great, but kind of confusing. That whole sex thing could be very confusing. Every boy wants it, but when it happens it is so overwhelming. I had a lot of questions and second thoughts about it. Could I do this? Wasn’t I too young for that? Was it too much? And what do I say to Brandon? Brandon wanted to make me feel good and he didn’t want anything in return. How strange was that? Questions, all those fucking questions… I couldn’t talk to anyone about it, not my big brother, my parents or my younger friends. Who would believe me and what would they do? I wondered if I could go back there again. ======================= St Jacob’s Market again ======================= Saturday came around again, the week went fast really. I still felt confused, should I go? I could stay at home. A part of me thought maybe Brandon would get worried about me if I didn’t show up. He might think he was in huge trouble or something. At the other hand, I wanted to know if his touching had been a onetime thing. Maybe Brandon would never do that again, or maybe it was just that I wanted to feel it all over again. Again all those question, that stupid confusion. I had my shower put on a tight white T-shirt on even put on the navy blue undies with white dots. As I pulled them up I thought I was putting them on because I knew Brandon liked them. How weird was that? I looked hopefully in the mirror. I thought myself presentable enough, smiled to myself. I was dressed in my favorite summer outfit of black soccer shorts and a white T-shirt. As readers of my previous experiences will know, I always wear those wide soccer shorts. Partly because they were comfortable, but mostly because I enjoyed the feeling of sitting on the bench with my legs apart and spotting Brandon who was trying to get a peek up them to see my briefs! How weird was that? I was a weird little boy he didn’t understand his own actions, but I had actually already made the decision. I got on my bike and rode over to St Jacob’s Market. On my way into the city, my bladder felt full and soon I about to explode. There were no bathrooms soI decided to try and make it till St Jacob’s Market. I got about half way, when the urge to pee, became overpowering. I had to stop somewhere. Places began racing through my mind on a good place I could go take a piss. I couldn’t just pull off the road and piss in some bushes, there were a lot of cars on the road. I would be seen. There was a park on my way, there was lots of bushes there with paths in them so I could go there and relieve myself. By the time I rode into the park I was completely desperate. I neeeded to piss badly! If I didn’t’ piss now, I was definitely going to piss my briefs. I didn’t see anyone else around so I figured I could take my chances and went pee there. I dropped my bike and went into the bushes. Far enough that I figured nobody walking by would see me. My penis dripped already and soaked the front of my briefs. I lowered my shorts and a stream of piss started spraying out of me. Damn it felt good! What a relief! My head rolled back on my shoulders in pleasure and the huge stream of piss sprayed out of me. I was pissing for a couple of seconds when I heard some crunching in the bushes coming from the path. Pee was still coming out of me but I looked over and a older teen making his way towards me. I turned my back to him a little bit and my piss was still coming out of me, almost to a drizzle now, but still too much to hold in and put my penis back in my shirts. The older teen had been standing next to me but I never built up the nerve too look down at him. I turned my head ever so slightly and looked down at the direction of him. And was shocked at what I saw. The teen wasn’t pissing, he was slowly stroking his shorts. He just stood next to me moving his hand up and down his crotch and it became obvious to me that he was stoking his cock. I tried to force the remaining pee out of myself and as soon possible I quickly pulled my shorts back over my penis. I turned away from him and almost ran back to my bike. I could help myself, I looked back at the teen as I quickly walked away from him. He had turned in my direction again, his now hard teen cock fully exposed and he just stood there stroking it, not even caring that I was looking at him. I picked up my bike from the path and began walking it back to the entrance. I would have jumped on it and rode away as fast as I could, but paths were very narrow and I had to walk slowly. Believe me wasn’t scared of him chasing me down and attacking me or anything so I just walked my bike back to the entrance gate. While walking I found it kind of weird but I got kind of excited that I got to see his cock, and what surprised me more was that a teen wanted to see my penis. My penis was starting to get hard as I exited the bushes. I climbed onto my bike and was about to head off, but somehow I deliberately took longer than normal to get on my bike. I looked over my shoulder so I could have another look the teen. I didn’t make eye contact but looked at his cock one more time. I hoped he didn’t noticed me staring. He winked and smiled at me and waved me with his cock goodbye. Holy fuck, what the fuck was going on here?! I wondered to myself. I took my bike and rushed to St Jacob’s Market. Brandon was already there before me and he sure looked pretty pleased when I got there. This time he didn’t stay on the opposite bench but came over to me. “I wasn’t sure if I would see you this week,” he said and smiled. “How come?” I looked up at him, shrugged my shoulders and he didn’t answer that right away. Instead konyaaltı kendi evi olan escort Brandon just asked, “We are staying here or are we going to my place?” I said, “I don’t mind,” but I knew I wanted the privacy of his apartment. Brandon would choose to go to his place, but I wanted him to make the choice. As I rode my bike beside him, now that no one else was around he answered my earlier question, “I thought you might be mad at me, Tony. I thought maybe I wouldn’t see you again.” Brandon said a little more serious than he normally talked. I knew what Brandon wanted to say that he maybe had gone to far. He had been afraid I would tell my brother or even my parents about it. All I could really say was my usual very smart reply, “It’s cool.” I guessed that answer was all he needed. We weren’t too far away from Brandon’s house when he caught me with a question I wasn’t expecting at all, “So why did you come back, Tony?” I couldn’t get any words out, I didn’t know how to answer him. I blushed and just kept peddling slowly, hoping he would forget this one. “You’re such a shy boy, aren’t you? I think you like me undressing you and looking at you. I think you like having men look at you naked, don’t you?” Brandon continued asking my face was getting hot and not from peddling the bike. We were out in the middle of the street and I sure no one was around but I wasn’t one bit ready for all this. “I don’t know,” I answered standing up on my bike and peddling just ahead of Brandon, that was my lame answer when I really wasn’t going to answer the question. It’s sort of like when you have done something you shouldn’t at home. I walk away… “I think you do know, Tony.” Brandon called out by that time we had reached his house. We had arrived at his apartment, and as soon as we walked in, his housemate, was also there. “My, er, friend and I share this house.” Brandon’s friend looked at me and said friendly, “Hi, I’m Adam.” I looked at him and looked at me. Adam he definitely looked good, he wore very short shorts and looked great in his sleeveless shirt. The size of his shorts left nothing to my imagination. I was still young, but a good observer. Adam held out his hand. I shook it and Brandon introduced me. “This is my little friend Anthony from St Jacob’s Market.” The young man smiled down at me and his eyes went on Brandon. He raised an eyebrow and gave Brandon a naughty smile. I was almost certain they had talked about me. “Hi Anthony, enjoy your time here. Brandon is a great guy with unexpected qualities.” Adam laughed softly and he went to the door of his own apartment. He was still watching us as Brandon threw his arm over my shoulders, and steered me through the door of his own apartment. I noticed that Brandon wasn’t shy to show of our friendship. I had mixed emotions about his arm around my shoulder. I didn’t know if he wanted to melt under the warmth of this beautiful man next to me, or use this as a chance to jab him in his ribs! We went inside and Brandon went to the kitchen and poured a couple of Cokes and put some chips on a plate and put them on the coffee table, “I think you do know, Tony.” I really wasn’t going to answer the question, so I played dumbo. I knew exactly what he meant, but didn’t have the words for it. Why did he really want to hear it. I was just there. “So do you, Tony?” I looked down, playing with my fingers. “What?” I looked up at Brandon. “Do you like being undressed and looked at by me? Did you like it?” Brandon stared back at me. I was getting into a surly mode a little. I didn’t see why he had to keep asking that. For me it was clear, I saw the way that Brandon looked at me and I knew the way that my penis got hard in his presence. I sat wordless, my lips moving but nothing was coming out. my hands held my glass in my tight fists. I felt frustrated and sighted. Yes, I wanted ‘it’ and I was sure that he wanted ‘it’ too. Brandon pressed on, to let me say it: ‘Yes I want it’, his very moment. But instead of saying so I nodded vaguely and I just reached for the remote and switched the TV on as if I lived there. Brandon wasn’t stopping, he sat down in a chair and called me over. “Come here, baby.” I rolled my eyes as I got up and blew some air out my mouth like it was some big hassle. I felt like a naughty little boy who was being reprimanded, “What?” I frowned at Brandon, he kept repeating the question, “Tony, I asked you a question. Do you like being undressed and do you want me to undress you right now?” He wasn’t quitting on this. I felt the impulse to lie, just to say: ‘No, I don’t want that’, but it wouldn’t come out. Of course I knew he was right, it was exactly true, I wanted it all and more. I knew very well I went to St Jacob’s Market today knowing it could happen again. No, all right, wait a second, that wasn’t really true either. I went to St Jacob’s Market today hoping it might happen again. I knew that was the truth, but I couldn’t say it. I had thought about it all week. Sometimes at night even imagined Brandon’s hands were touching my skin. I was dreaming, it had to be a dream. But in my dream he was touching me very gently. Brandon’s hand was rubbing inside my leg and running upwards toward my crotch. It felt so good that my penis actually got hard all at once. In my dreams he undressed me, his smile making me feel good. My stiff penis was peaking over the top of my briefs. My heart was beating fast as he lowered them, my skin was getting hot. Brandon’s hand, slid over mine, keeping me against him. Oh in my dream my smooth leg now lay over his leg, I felt the soft manly hairs, my hard penis pushing against him. ‘Yeah,’ my mouth was very dry. All of a sudden I felt it. I heard my own panting and made little “ahhh” sounds. I shivered with excitement and I had my orgasm, a mind blowing dry orgasm! Now I stood there and mumbled softly looking down at my feet. I just stood there. I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t. I shrugged my shoulders. Then I say it, yes I really did, “Yes,” Brandon had won. He had beaten me again, he had got me to say it and I felt a tear ran down my cheek. I felt defeated and relieved because it was true! Part of me was a little angry about that, but almost lightly Brandon licked my tear away and kissed my cheek, “Love you baby,” I already felt Brandon’s hands taking off my trainers and my white socks as I stood there without moving. Brandon’s hand was touching my belly and rubbing it softly and slowly went beneath my T-shirt. My nipples got hard and sure, I got excited. I put my arms up as he took my T-shirt off then ran his hands down my chest softly. Brandon’s hands rubbed my skin until he reached the waistband of my shorts and began to slide them down slowly. I watched at his hands as Brandon pulled my black soccer shorts down to my knees. I watched as I lifted my left leg for him so he could pull my shorts off my foot. I hadn’t even thought about doing it, as I put that foot down Brandon ran his hand up the inside of leg all the way up then rubbed his hand softly between my smooth legs. He undressed me slowly and was pleased to see me wearing ‘his’ briefs. He looked at and smiled at the little bulge in my small navy blue briefs, but he didn’t touch it. Instead he turned me around and he rubbed my firm ass cheeks and my penis started to stir. I sighed and flexed my butt cheeks for him. “You look just as sexy as last time. Your butt looks great. You have a nice little bubble butt, baby.” I moved slowly backward, my butt coming to rest against Brandon’s crotch and I felt he was hard. He said, “Come on, baby, don’t be so shy. I’m going to make you feel real good, baby boy. No way of stopping this week,” as he reached for my shorts still on my right leg. It was like my mind had stopped trying to think about it. Brandon looked at me all over standing there in my small navy blue boy briefs, his hands were rubbing up and down my back and butt cheeks, just like he did before. He turned me back to face him putting his hand on my back and pulling me just a bit closer. I felt my breath suddenly get deeper again. Brandon’s hand was back between my smooth legs, his hand was almost flat as he just rubbed in backwards and forwards between my legs. “Get your legs spread wider apart,” he said, still rubbing softly but his voice was a little more serious, challenging, demanding. It’s funny being told what to do. This was more serious, and as he gave me directions, it made it a lot easier. I just wriggled both legs wider apart, it was like Brandon controlled me. I just did as he said and I couldn’t stop myself. With his one hand still rubbing, I could feel his other hand in the middle part at the lower side of my back and he kept me pressing there, at first I didn’t get it. Why did he do that? Soon I realized Brandon had stopped rubbing between my legs, but was just holding his hand still between them. I felt more pressure on my back, and he pushed me forward a little and back again. I still didn’t get it until Brandon said, “Show me what you need.” Brandon used the same gentle but demanding voice and I didn’t understand it at first, but with his hand still against my back, I suddenly realized what he wanted. Slowly I moved my hips backwards and forwards and this way I was rubbing my own penis and nuts against his hand. “That’s my boy, show me what you really want. Show me what you need, baby.” I could see him smiling as I began to move my hips in a steady rhythm rubbing up and down on his hand and it was starting to make me feel really good. I looked down at my own hips moving backwards and forwards as I rubbed against his hand and I couldn’t help thinking that it looked in a way sexy. “That’s my baby boy, look how much your hard little dicky is liking that,” Brandon said as I kept up the rhythm I could feel my penis aching under my briefs, I wanted to close my eyes and see nothing around me, just feel good. “Tell me you want it to feel good Tony, tell me you want me to make it feel good for you,” as I rubbed forward Brandon kissed my briefs right where my penis was. I hadn’t thought about anything before, “I want to feel good,” It sort of rolled out my mouth fast and shaky. “Tell me properly, Tony,” Brandon replied still with his gentle but very serious tone. “I to be your little boy and I want you to make me feel good,” my ears and face burned as I said it. I had to say it, konyaaltı otele gelen escort there was no other way. I surrendered that very moment. I knew I wanted him to make me feel good. Suddenly Brandon moved his hand away and I felt his hands on my waist as his fingers locked around the elastic on my briefs, “You will feel good very soon, baby,” he reassured me and with those words he slowly started to pull my boy briefs down. Brandon kept going, but my briefs didn’t went down all the way. He stopped when my briefs were just a little way above my knees. Brandon stood up and walked behind me reached for both my hands and lifted them above my head holding onto my wrists. I felt momentarily exposed, vulnerable, sputtering some nervous words of protest as I tried to cover myself with my hands. He was holding my wrist in a firm grip, I had no chance to disobey him, “Do not hide your beauty, baby. This way, baby” Brandon said, pushing my arms forward a little so that I started to walk while he kept my hands above my head. Brandon let go of my wrists and grabbed me under my arms. He now held me under my armpits and pushed me in the direction he wanted. He led the way and impatiently moved me forward. “Come on, baby boy,” Brandon’s voice was much more serious, like my Daddy as he sends me to bed. I couldn’t take full steps, my briefs were still just above my knees. I didn’t know what Brandon wanted or what he was doing. He kept on pushing me forwards and held me steady, if I tripped a little over, Brandon kept me up. I felt like a little kid learning to walk. It was weird and getting me a little annoyed. He was reading my mind and with one hand reached out. He touched my swinging penis and I blushed in my nakedness. He looked at me with the approval of a teacher, the gentleness of a Daddy, and the desire of a boy lover. “Don’t be annoyed nor ashamed of your lovely little body, and this…” he smiled, and reached forward and ran a finger along my now limp penis, making me shiver and jump with surprise, “… this will bring us a lot of pleasure. Look at yourself and you will agree.” Right that moment we passed by a big long mirror and I saw my reflection as we went past it. It was like an eye opener, I suddenly was able to work out a puzzle. I didn’t just feel like a little kid learning to walk, I looked like one! Just like when a Daddy holds his little kid’s steady by his armpits, while the little kid steps along, trying to get his balance and looking wobbly. It was just like that, I felt small and humiliated and my resistance rose in me, “I’m not a baby! I can walk by myself!” Yes, I felt belittled, but it didn’t come out with my normal voice, it sounded young and insecure. By that time we were through a door into a bedroom. Brandon ignored my outburst, now that we were in the bedroom he let go of me. I turned around quick to face Brandon. I was so going to be angry at him, but as soon as I turned around he lifted me up sat me on the bed. He gently pushed me back, with one hand he reached between my legs. Brandon grabbed my briefs, pulling them all the way off fast and grabbed each of my legs spreading them wide apart. I had forgotten everything that had happened in the living room, I was just mad as at him for making me walk like that. Brandon didn’t look like he cared one bit as he lent over me reaching between my legs and softly starting to stroke my penis. At first I started to close my legs, I thought ‘No way you got me hard again, you can forget it now’. Which was a hopeless thought by the way, he knew what he was doing, “Keep those legs spread wide apart,” Brandon ordered, using a very serious voice and straight away I put my legs apart again. Brandon stroked my penis and played with my little boy balls. It was like the harder my penis got, my anger disappeared like snow in the sun. It didn’t take long before I was fully hard again as Brandon kept stroking softly, just like the week before he was using his finger and thumb stroking up and down and I was feeling just like I had before when I was rubbing against Brandon’s hand. It wasn’t long before my body was starting to shake, my muscles started their weird going tight and I would keep trying to hold my breath. It felt so good my legs wanted to close from how good I was feeling I couldn’t stop them, right then Brandon knelt down pushed my legs wide apart again. He began to kiss my penis and boy balls all over softly and then my whole body went tight as I felt his tongue licking my penis. I lifted my head a little to see it. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I watched Brandon’s tongue move over my penis then down to my boy balls. He kissed it once more then suddenly covered my whole penis with his warm wet mouth. That gave a great feeling on my penis and my body tingled. Of course I knew about blowjobs, most kids did, I even knew that some of the boys at school did it to each other, but I never joined in. It’s weird, boys messing around like that. Although no one ever thinks it’s really gay. Right now I was getting my first blowjob ever and a man was doing it, that was gay, wasn’t it? Was I being molested like you hear all the time? How can that be really bad? Duhh, how could it be so bad and feel so fucking good? All those stupid questions again. Brandon’s head began to move up and down as he softly sucked my penis and it was like my thinking switched off. I didn’t want to think about all those questions anymore. This was feeling so good! I was glad Brandon had hold of my legs, I could feel them trying to close as he sucked me. I stared at the ceiling taking long deep breaths, so stupid really, it was like if I didn’t want look when he went for it. Something was different and I lifted my head to look at him. Brandon’s head wasn’t moving anymore even though he was sucking, my eyes went wider, it was me! I had lost control again, but I did not care. I was moving my hips up and down, moving my penis in and out of his mouth. I was so shocked with myself, I was doing it myself and everything happened so quick. “Oh shit,” I squealed at the tight grip of his throat muscles on my glans and that good feeling was right there. I starting to piston my hips as I slid myself in and out of his lips at a frantic pace. I pushed my hips up hard arching my back on the bed. “Oh Brandon! Please!” I was holding my breath top long and let out a strange sound. My body was tight and shaking as a orgasm went all through me. When he bobbed his head back I shouted, “Aw, I’m… Oh!” and he lost control of my movement, as I felt a nearly painful swelling in my penis, accompanied by my incoherent cries of pleasure. I shivered and trembled! In a flash I hoped I would be able to shoot my first load of boy cum. I squealed and squirmed, but had a dry, but intense orgasm. Nothing came out but it seem to last for ages. I had touched myself plenty of times before and sure it always felt good, but it never felt big and long lasting like this time. I was breathing hard when I finally opened my eyes, I could see Brandon leaning over me, he smiling down at me. It was like the room was turning slowly round and round, I felt dizzy and weak, and then when that started to past I just was broken. Brandon laid down on the bed next to me. He lay on his side with his head resting on his hand and his elbow holding him up, he walked his fingers up my belly then tickled me under my chin, “So how was that, baby?” I answered not really, ignoring his question but said, because I really was, “I’m really thisty.” “Me too,” Brandon smiled then kissed the top of my head. “Wait here, I will get us a drink. Do you want Coke, juice, special milk out the tap?” Brandon messed my hair and laughed as he said that. “Coke will be okay,” even my voice sounded dry and croaky. Brandon only took a few minutes to get the glasses of Coke passing me one then putting his on the bedside table. As I started to drink mine. Brandon was still standing but had started to take all his clothes off, I don’t know how I was feeling about that, I felt like I should look away and looked over to the window. “What’s wrong, never seen a man naked before?” Brandon asked. Well, I hadn’t seen very many at all maybe once or twice but I had seen my brother Robert naked of course, but he was not really a man naked this way. Robert had started puberty but that was still way different. “Not to much I guess,” I answered, by now Brandon was naked and laying back on the bed the same way he was before. I think I was a bit surprised by all his body hair. He was not hairy, but Brandon had hair was around his nipples and looking down I saw, his cock and a line of it going from his belly button to just above his cock. I knew that’s what happened when you got older, but I never really seen it that close before. Well, my brother and Daddy had more hair too, but that didn’t count. I had never been that close to a man’s cock. It was a weird thing to be checking out a man’s cock when you try not look too hard. At the same time you want to see it in detail. I took a sip of my coke as I did Brandon grabbed my free hand and put it on his cock. “My cock won’t bite you, Tony,” Brandon laughed softly as he watched me sort of freeze on the spot. He put his hand over mine wrapping my fingers around his cock started to move my hand up and down. I could feel his cock was getting bigger and bigger, I always thought mine looked much bigger when I had a stiffy but Brandon’s looked huge, my hand felt small on it. Brandon kept moving my hand up and down. “Keep going, baby.” Brandon said as he lay back on the bed. I knew what he wanted me to do, he wanted to get the same good feeling, he wanted an orgasm. I felt a little weird but I kept on going. I could hear his heavy breathing and he kept groaning and making noises. He wasn’t embarrassed about it at all. “That’s it baby boy, that feels so good.” Brandon’s voice filled with lust as he said that. He reached up and rubbed my shoulder then he began stroking my hair, while I kept stroking his hard man cock. I had just started to relax a bit when I felt Brandon’s hand pushing my head down. I pushed back against his hand because it felt like he was pushing me over, but Brandon pushed harder. “Suck it now, baby boy.” Brandon said it as he made a groaning noise. I screwed my face up a little, sucking a cock was something I hadn’t ever thought about! Soon my lips were pressing against konyaaltı rus escort his man cock. I smelled the sharp, male smell of his cock and shivered. “Suck it baby, open your mouth and suck on it.” Brandon sounded almost out of breath as he said it. I wasn’t sure that I really wanted to do, but I opened my mouth a little. That was all Brandon needed and his hand pushed me down harder. I felt his cock suddenly pushing into my mouth, don’t know why but as soon as I did, I started holding my breath. I couldn’t hold my breath for long and I had to start breathing through my nose. I just didn’t think this was going to taste good at all, but it didn’t really taste much at all. Well, I could smell his soap so it didn’t was disgusting. I started to gag a bit his hard cock was at the back of my throat and still it didn’t look like his cock was more than half way in my mouth. Brandon stopped pushing against my head. he just ordered, “Suck it, baby.” I started to suck softly as i did I heard Brandon moan loud, “That’s good sweetheart, that’s my boy, that feels so good.” I could hear Brandon saying as I kept slowly sucking. I could feel his hand stroking my long hair as I kept going on. I felt Brandon’s finger started to grip my hair gently, pulling my head up a little and pushing it down again, he kept doing that until I started to get the idea what he wanted. I began to move my head up and down as I kept sucking. He groaned, “Goddamn! I can’t believe I’m getting my cock sucked by a good looking little boy! Oh baby, this feels so good, you’re incredible!” Brandon began bucking his hips back and forth in perfect rhythm and was making a lot of weird noises. I wasn’t worried about it, my brother can make silly noises like that too. I could see that his body did the same things as mine. I could see his leg muscles tighten and he started to pant. Somehow I didn’t feel so bad about myself. He gasped, “Awwww shit baby, that feels good. I can’t hold out much longer.” With that Brandon increased his actions, in an attempt to put more of his cock in my little wet mouth. I never sucked a cock before, so Brandon’s cock was a major challenge. Soon his cock was deeper down my throat than I had believed I ever could get it. The next minutes happened fast. Brandon took a big gasp for air and he suddenly grabbed my hair pulling me up. Within seconds, he threw his head back and let out a gutteral moan as he unleashed a flood of warm stuff, “Oh, fuck baby! I am shooting my fucking load for you!” he screamed and the warm stuff hit my face, in my eye, on my nose, all down one cheek and some into my mouth! The first thing I thought was, he was peeing on me and I was shocked and I got mad at him, how could he do that? Brandon was panting and moaning and needed his time to come back to earth. I was still half shocked, whatever was in my mouth it dribbled down from the corners of my lips. The warm spurts sent tingles up and down my spine. I spat it out without thinking, I didn’t care if it went on the bed or his leg. “Oh baby, I’m sorry, I really am.” which was not easy to believe while he was softly laughing. It just didn’t taste like pee. On Brandon’s leg I saw it was this white goo, holy fuck, things made sense! Brandon didn’t pee in my face, oh no, he shot his load! I didn’t know if that made it worse or better. I hadn’t ever seen sperm before, so in a way I was curious. One day I would be able to do that and I couldn’t wait for that moment. Brandon was still laughing as he hopped of the bed, and explained, “That’s called a blow job, Tony. You did it really well, baby. And the stuff I spurted in your mouth is called sperm. I think you really liked sucking my cock and eating my cum. I think you are a natural cocksucker.” Brandon’s explanation went over my head, but it didn’t matter because I did like sucking his cock more than words can express. Brandon’s penis felt, well, comfortable in my mouth and his sperm was so warm, the creamy taste made me tingle all over. “You look so cute, baby. I better get a face washed and clean you up.” Brandon was soon back with a warm towel wiping my face gently, “See you did such a good job on my cock, baby. I couldn’t help myself, ” he said as he finished wiping I was still pretty much frowning at him as I reached over to get my Coke. I could taste his cum in my mouth it wasn’t too bad, more like creamy salty milk or something. As I drank my Coke now that I was cleaned up Brandon stroked the side of my face, “You have a nice little mouth Tony, you need a little practice but you are going to get real good at it.” Brandon smiled and I kept the same glare at him but I wasn’t really feeling mad just surprised by everything that had happened. Brandon looked at the alarm clock, “Oh baby, we have still a couple of hours before you need to be home unless you are mad at me and want to go?” Brandon raised his eyebrows as he said it. “I’m okay,” I mumbled softly in between sips of my Coke. He smiled and took the empty glass from my hand and put it on the table then stood up. “Come down here, baby,” Brandon said as he stood at the end of the bed. Just because it was easy I rolled onto my hands and knees and moved down closer to the end. “What?” I looked up as I crawled to the end of the bed. “That’s perfect baby, all you need to do is turn around.” I asked, “Why?” I looked up at Brandon, “Ssh baby, just turn around and stay that way.” still on my hands and knees I shrugged my shoulders slightly and turned around. “Can I have another drink, please?” I asked looking over my shoulder, “In a a few minutes baby” Brandon said softly and it looked like he was getting down on his knees. “Can I get you…..” that was all I had a chance to say, I was going to say ‘can I get up now?’ but then I felt my knees being moved and spread wide then Brandon’s hands suddenly on both my ass cheeks spreading them just as wide apart. I went dead still and my face felt like it was on fire. I mean that’s a private place people just don’t get to see your bottom hole like that, it’s just like flat out rude!. I turned my head again to try look back I wanted to say something like.’Stop, that’s rude!’ just as I did, I had to catch my breath. I felt something warm and wet right on my butt hole. I think my mouth was just wide open and I would have looked like I seen a ghost or something, I could just see Brandons head back there, holy shit, he was licking my bottom! That was just plain gross! Okay, I knew how to wipe myself properly and I love water and always shower in the morning and at night and even have another shower before I go out. I did shower today before riding to St Jacob’s Market. But!! that’s still just so gross! I mean like its only there for one thing I just wanted to tell Brandon that’s too gross, so stop it! That sort of changed when I felt Brandon’s tongue moving around. There is no way to write it down. He asked me, “How’s that baby boy?” I didn’t really know what to say, “That’s kinda gross,” I half whispered back to him Brandon laughed again. “Oh fuck,” I gasped aloud, not expected it to feel so strange! “There’s nothing gross about it, baby. You just smell and taste like a baby, I love the smell of baby on you.” “Cool,” I more said it to myself than Brandon. I nearly bolted from the bed! I felt Brandon’s hands tightening on my ass cheeks as he held me in place. He washed his tongue up along my ass crack again, now literally washing my hole! “Why don’t you just reach underneath and stroke your penis while give your ass a good time? Don’t think too much about it, baby! Just let it happen! Soon you’ll forget everything and just be enjoying it! Trust me, it feels good!” Well, I took Brandon’s advice and reached down underneath my pelvis and started pulling on my softened penis. After a moment I felt him leaning in and licking me again, his wet tongue washing along the deep crevice of my ass, tickling my pucker and causing it to quiver in reflex. He kept licking, eating my ass as if licking his favorite flavored ice cream! I felt his tongue moving along my crack, his fingers prying apart my ass cheeks, keeping me exposed! It took a while to get over the newness and weirdness of it all, to stop overthinking it and just enjoy the strange new feeling. Before I knew it my penis was hard in my stroking hand again! “Oooohhh…” I couldn’t help but moan, as his warm wet mouth felt so good on my ass hole! I tugged on my penis, milking it as Brandon planted his face deeper between my ass cheeks and I felt waves of excitement as he pressed his tongue against my pucker. My tingles went as a flash through my body and when he bobbed his head back I shouted, “Aw Brandon, I’m cumming, oh shit!” and he lost control of my movement. I felt a nearly painful swelling in my penis, accompanied by my incoherent cries of pleasure. My penis swelled in my hand, then started to pulsate! I yelled out my pleasure as I collapsed with my orgasm. “That’s my baby boy.” I felt Brandon’s hand’s running lightly down my arms then up again across my back over my bottom as he praised me. “So baby, you felt so gross, you had an orgasm?” Brandon teased. I turned my head a little but didn’t reply. “Relax baby boy I’m teasing you. I understand it’s all new and exciting.” Brandon laughed a little running his hand over my ass cheeks then down between my legs where he started to play with my balls softly. “You never answered me before baby, did you like being sucked?” Brandon asked as he kept playing softly between my legs. I was not really sure, how to answer a question like that? It’s not like any of the other kids at school ran around saying, Whoaa I really had a cool blowjob. It’s like a secret thing, it’s naughty but at the same time it’s very nice. “It was okay,” Okay, a lame answer but I couldn’t think of nothing else. I could already feel my penis getting hard again. I wasn’t real sure if that was from Brandon touching or thinking about what it felt like when he was sucking me. “Next week it’s going to happen again,” Brandon began saying moving his hand back up to my bottom. “and this is going to get some attention to…” as he said it I could feel his finger running over my boy hole which made me tremble. “a lot of attention!” Brandon said again patting my ass cheeks. That was where it stopped for that day, it figured that Brandon would say something that I would have to think about all week long. Well that wasn’t exactly right I only really began to think about it each night time when I got into bed. I thought about what Brandon had done, how I felt all that sort of stuff at least I did the first couple of nights but then it became different sometimes when I thought about what had happened I got hard and would touch myself. Now I was starting to think what could happen when I saw Brandon next time. Thanks for ail

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