Date: Thu, 27 Oct 2005 14:04:50 -0700 (PDT) From: mister axl Subject: the meet Warning: No part of this story is to be reproduced or republished without the expressed written consent of the author. All copyright laws apply. All rights reserved by the author. Copyright 2005 by AxL Disclaimer: The following contains acts of sex involving minors and/or adults, as well as strong language and/or acts of violence. If you find this material offensive it is adviced that you read no further. Author accepts not resposibility for penalty resulting from state or federal restrictions. If it is unlawful for you to read and/or if you are underage. Then your advised to read no further. "The Meet" "So... Why didn't you go with the rest of the guys to get a slice?" He asked. I was aware that he was watching me very closely. "I ate on the plane. How about you?" "I don't really like pizza, besides, I been snacking around here all day." "A fourteen year old boy who doesn't like pizza and a New Yorker no less. Man you are weird." I said laughing. "Almost fifteen." He corrected. "What did you have to eat?" "Grilled chicken sandwich, not bad for airline food." "Damn you do eat a lot of chicken. No wonder everyone thought you were black." "Yeah" I said laughing. The fatigue and nervousness wearing off. "You didn't do anything to dispel the rumors either. I bet until you walked in, some of them were still expecting to see a black guy come through that door." "Fuckem, let em think what they want." "Speaking of that. You know those mother fuckers think we're messing around right now" He said stating his point and not asking a question. "Watch your mouth" I admonished him "besides, like I said. Let me think what they want." "Most of them think you're full of shit and that you're just as perverted and twisted as the rest of them." "Perverted?" I laughed "shit, I'm more perverted than them. Hell I fuck almost anything." This made him laugh. He had been watching my facial expressions, studying me. Every time I looked at him he would look away. But I sensed that he was relaxing a bit too, getting more at ease. "Yeah, most of them aint never fucked anything but their hands and for a few of them maybe a little boy or two from their neighborhood." "Are you going to watch your mouth? Or will I spend the evening washing your mouth out with soap?" He started to respond. "And don't start running your mouth to me like you do when we're online, because now I am here and I CAN kick your Ass" I said looking at him with only the slightest grin. His faded as he thought for a moment. "You aint my daddy" he said playfully "You can't tell me what to do." "Then do it out of respect." I said holding his gaze. "Whatever" he said mumbling under his breath, clearly defeated and realized he was cornered and couldn't talk his usual online shit. "This is a nice house you guys have here." I said redirecting the subject. "Yeah, is yours this big?" He said looking up at me. "Naw, even if it was yours, would be worth more. The property value up here is a lot more than it is in the south." "Well mom makes good money, and dad left us some too. We do alright I guess." "So when do I get to see your room?" "What makes you think I want you to see my room?" he said turning toward the stairs. "Umm I dunno, maybe the part in our last chat where you told me that you 'couldn't wait to show me your room because you just knew I would love it'" "Well that was before I knew you would actually come" he said starting up the stairs. "Well I can leave if I make you uncomfortable. I mean you know..." "I still can't believe your actually here, I mean you said you were coming so many times and never made it. I just thought you were full of shit." "Yeah, you and everyone else." I said following him up the stairs. "I mean it though; I don't mind leaving if you're uncomfortable or anything. I can always come back when the guys get back. Sincerely." He opened the door and stepped into his room; I stood at the entrance and took it all in. I was impressed. "And you say your not gay" I chuckled. "What's gay about my room man?" He said defensively. "Dude, it's black and mostly purple... That's pretty gay." "Oh. " He said turning toward his stereo. " I thought you would like it, purple is your favorite color right?" "Yeah, but I'm gay" I said stepping into his room. "I thought you were bi?" "Bi, gay. What's the difference? I still suck dick" He busted out laughing "Your crazy man. You aint nothing like the rest of my brothers friends." I sat on his bed and watched him. His slender neck and his light brown skin. I could imagine his thin legs under his baggy jeans. He occupied himself by organizing some CD's. "You know, when I started reading your posts on the boards, I thought you were a poser." "A poser? Why's that?" "Because man, other than my own shit. You were the only one who would add anything insightful to a topic. I mean, I thought...'there is no way this is a kid'. Then you were in the group chats and you never seemed to have a mic and your brother did. I didn't even realize he was black, and when everyone else was convinced I was black, Sean never once stepped up and said he was. I wasn't convinced of shit until I heard your voice and saw you on that cam that night. You remember that night? You kept talking about how high you were. You put on quite a show." "You liked that shit didn't you." he said turning to me and smiling. "Of course I did. I'm a boylover just like the rest of you guys" "I aint no boylover man, I just hang out with you fuckers" "You aint no boylover? You sure do enjoy the pics people post at the boards." "Well yeah, but those boys are the same age as me." "I see." I said. Intentionally pausing to study him a moment." You seem to like the younger ones a bit more as I recall. And what of the stories you like to read. Mostly little hairless boys, your not a little hairless boy are you?" "maybe its because I can identify with them better, I mean the younger boys in those stories seem to have an older boy showing them what to do, I have never been that "older" boy" He turned to me with a look of shame, as if realizing he may have said too much. "It's cool, really. I mean hell. You're still young. You have a lot of time to figure it all out for yourself." "So do you like my room?" He said. Looking at me nervously as if he worried I would say "No". I stood and looked it over really good. I let out a sigh for dramatic effect and said "yeah, I really do. If I were a 14 year old boy or girl I would spend a lot of time up here with you. I just can't understand why you spend so much time with your brother and his friends. Instead of with kids your own age." He just looked at me and said nothing. He then turned toward the door and said "I bet the guys will be back soon. We won't have much time to talk then. Everyone will want a piece of the "pit viper"." He said chuckling. "Call me Neil man, I am the "Pit Viper" on the boards, but face to face I'm just Neil. I know that I intend to call you Marques from here on." I said pushing him out the door and into the hall. I then started down the stairs. "Why don't you guys have a swimming pool?" I said walking through the house. "I dunno man, it's not a mansion." "A boy should have a pool, I insisted on a hotel with a pool." "It does?" he said enthusiastically. "Can we go swimming?" "I dunno. Your brother and the others have a lot planned for this weekend." I paused a moment. "Where's the beer?" "In here" he said leading me into the kitchen and grabbing me a beer and Bacardi black for himself. He looked to me as if to ask my approval. "Hey, knock yourself out man, if your brother don't care then who am I to say different, he's your baby sitter not me. If you were my responsibility it might be different. But Sean paid for all this shit so go for it." "We could go swimming tonight." he said smiling. "These guys aint gonna do nuthin' but get drunk and high and play ass grab on me." "You like to get high, and I would think you like the attention. You could even put yourself in some short shorts and put a show on for the ole perves" Now it was my turn to study his face. "Sometimes I like the attention. But it's like, because I am Sean's brother I am supposed to like some old fag or some fat pedo playing ass grab and falling all over me. I don't know what's worse. The fact that they do it or the fact that I miss it because they don't do it as often. I mean, Jerry still shows me a lot of attention, but he is just gross. Remind me to tell you about him later. If, I feel like it." "Alright, I will try to remember" I said still studying him. The group came stumbling through the door and we went to the front room to join them. "Hey Sean, me and Viper are going swimming at his hotel tonight. You want to come?" Sean made his way over to us. "I dunno. If the others want to. How you gonna get home?" "I dunno. If you come then you can bring me back." "And if I don't go?" Marques looked at me for an answer. I simply shrugged my shoulders. "I guess I won't be able to go" he said, defeated, still showing that boyish, pouty side that all boys that age maintain. "I could send him home in a cab" I said smiling at him. Not sure why I agreed to this. Sean gave me a knowing smile as if he had just found the clue that would solve the mystery. Part of me wanted to knock that look off of his face. He didn't know shit about me, the only reason I did it was because I thought he might get jealous. I knew he had been messing with Marques. I didn't need anyone to tell me that, and I realized that Marques would never admit it either. If Marques left with me then Sean would get jealous and what's more, Sean would not be able to feel like it was him that was "hooking me up" like he may or may not have done with some of his other friends. I walked away and joined some of the other guys, we made small talk. I was aware that not only was Marques following me and trying to stay close, but he was also trying to match me drink for drink. Eventually Marques interrupted one of our conversations to ask what time the pool closed at the hotel. I told him 11:00 and he checked the time. "Well its 9:30 now man" "I better call a cab then." I said smiling. "I don't mind taking you guys" Terry offered. Terry was a nice guy and one of the few guys in this group I genuinely liked, he seemed to have a big heart. He was the guy with the minivan who would be shuttling us into the city tomorrow. "You're welcome to join us. You're all welcome to join." I said raising my voice so the other eight or ten could hear, but there were no takers. "No. I am not much on swimming. You're still going into the city with us tomorrow right?" "Of course I am. You don't mind picking me up at the hotel do you? Or should I get a cab over here?" "No. I don't mind stopping by the hotel." "Great" I said patting him on the back and walking toward the door. When we got to the hotel we quickly changed into our swim trunks. We were able to swim for about an hour before it was time for the pool to close so we went back up to my room. "I guess I had better call you a cab now" I said grabbing some clothes and heading to the bathroom. "We could hang out here awhile longer if you want" Marques said through the door. "Well I kind of wanted to work out in the morning." I said coming out of the bathroom wearing only a pair of shorts. "Can I work out with you?" He said following behind me and plopping himself on one of the queen sized beds. "You could, but you won't be here until Terry arrives to pick me up to take us into the city." "Yeah I guess your right." he said turning on the TV. I sat on the other bed and watched him flip through the channels. I got up and grabbed myself another beer. "Dude, I think I had enough to drink, I am drunk as hell." he said lying back on the bed. I admired his muscular chest. His body was completely hairless except for a small patch of hair under his arms, his hair were shiny and smooth as is common with most black boys. "If you're tired I can call you a cab." "Naw man, it's late. Can't I just stay here?" "SAY WHAT!? Why would you want to stay here? And with an ass grabbing ped no-less?" "Naw man, you're cool. Your not like the others, I like talking to you." "Well I don't know if I like the idea of your staying here, your brother will flip out." I said feeling the jaws of entrapment closing in on me. "Naw, I'll just tell him we're getting up to work out before we go into the city tomorrow" "Call him." I said throwing him the cell phone and giving him a disapproving look. Marques had a way of talking me into shit. I think it was his decisiveness and enthusiasm. Those were some of the things I had admired about him on the boards long before I ever got to know him. And quite frankly, the reason I was here in the first place. Truth be told I would never have flown up to New York just to meet a bunch of pedophiles, many of whom I neither liked nor respected. "Sean? Yeah, it's me man. Listen. I'm going to stay here tonight, we're going to get up in the morning and work out together before we go into the city...What? Fuck you man... It aint like that.....we have two big assed beds... Fuck you man, you need to stop talkin' all that shit...You wouldn't be talkin' all that shit if you were face to face with Neil...He would kick your ass if he heard what your sayin' bitch...yeah that's what I thought bitch....here, Neil wants to talk to you" he handed me the phone laughing and rolling around on the bed. "Hey Sean. You're alright with this right? I mean, if your not I can send him home." "Well, I mean, it's up to him." Sean stammered, clearly flustered. "What time you guys coming to pick us up?" "Umm, I guess around noon." He was still fumbling with his responses. "We will see you around noon then." I hung up the phone and looked at Marques." Looks like we're having a sleepover." He smiled at me and lay back on his bed. Suddenly he jumped up. "Aww man now my bed is all wet from my swim trunks." He jumped up and grabbed his pants and ran to the bathroom. He came back out in just jeans with no shirt; he had to hold his jeans up with one hand as he spread the towel with the other. He had to let go of his jeans and use both hands to spread the towel over the wet spot and when he did so his jeans slid down, I could se he wasn't wearing any underwear. "And to make shit worse I left my underwear under my swim trunks so their wet too." I laughed as the jeans slipped down again in back revealing the top half of his ample, brown globes. I could see the line tracing down, that eventually led to his asshole. I had to stop looking as I could feel myself stirring. "Are you sure you don't want me to call you a cab?" I offered again. "Look man, if you don't want me to stay, then just say so." he looked at me dejected. I could tell he was starting to get upset. I had never seen him even close to upset until now. It was clear to me he feared rejection. On the occasions we had chatted or used the webcam one on one. When I had tried to upset him he would only get mad but now he was ready to cry I thought. "Its not that I want you to go, I just don't want you sleeping on a wet bed with jeans that will slip around your ankles by the end of the night." "You wish man. Cant I just burrow some underwear from you?" "You want to burrow my underwear?" I laughed "actually, you're in luck because I just bought a three pack before this trip. I haven't even taken them out of the binding." I threw him a pair of my boxers. "I actually prefer boxer briefs, but I guess these will do. At least their not tighty whities" He said giggling as he went to the bathroom to change, letting his jeans slip down in the back again. I watched him smiling. Suddenly he turned around. "See!!" He exclaimed "I knew you liked what you see!" "What's not to like? I never denied that I think you're cute. Hell, your fuckin' hot, like I said before, if I were a fourteen year old boy or girl I would be all over you." He stood there still revealing part of his ass to me and smiling. "Are you sure you're going to be able to resist the temptation?" He said seductively. "Well bend that shiny, smooth, hairless, black ass of yours over and grab me a beer. Then we'll see." He did, revealing more of his ass. It pulled apart slightly opening the crevice just above his pucker. I realized that I might just be in over my head tonight. He threw me a beer and went into the bathroom to change; coming out in the boxers I had given him and crossing the room to hang his jeans. "Umm, this bed is wet. Do you mind if I sit with you while we watch TV? I'll get up and go to my own bed when I am ready to sleep." "Hmm, I dunno. I might not be able to control myself." I giggled. He stood there looking at me a moment before climbing into bed next to me. It didn't take long, until he had thrown my arm across his shoulder and had his head resting on my chest. I squeezed him to me and laughed. "What's so funny?" I was just thinking to myself, no wonder everyone plays grab ass with you if your willing to strip to your underwear and climb into bed with them." He jumped up and moved to the other bed. "Fuck You VIPER!! Your such a god dammed fucker." He then snatched his shirt and jeans and started to get dressed. "Call me a cab, I want to go home." I made no move toward the phone, instead laying there and looking at him. "Fuckit then, I'll call em myself" he reached for the phone but I snatched it up before he could get to it. He looked at me defiantly "fuck you man. I'll walk" I was off the bed and pushed the door closed just as he opened it. He looked at me with fear in his eyes. I only looked at him revealing no emotion. It was clear to me that he did not want to leave, his feelings were just hurt. "You're not going anywhere. Now get your ass back over there and away from the door." I said in an even tone. "Fuck you." "I don't care is you stay or go, strip or finish getting dressed, but your not going anywhere until you calm down. Then if you still want to leave then fine, I'll call you a cab, give you the money and you can take your ass home. But if you use that word toward me one more time I can assure you that I will make you eat soap. Are we clear?" He looked at me defiantly trying to stare me down. I nudged him away from the door but he resisted. I raised an eyebrow to him and pushed him a little harder, he moved but was still resistant. I threw an arm around his waste and my other hand on his leg picked him up, throwing him onto his wet bed. He looked up at me with a mixture of fear and shock. "Listen man, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you would get that upset." He only lay on the bed looking at me still shocked that I had picked him up and thrown him on the bed so easily. "Yeah, you like that rough shit don't ya?" I said smiling and moving toward him. He tensed up and when I picked him up this time I threw him onto his bed again this time face down. When he hit the bed he started laughing so I jumped onto of him and sat on his back as he struggled to throw me off of him. "You still wanna play tough guy with me?" I said lightly slapping the back of his head. "I'm still leaving" he said laughing. "Naw, you're my bitch tonight. In fact I think I'll make you sleep on the floor, Bitch!!"I said, gently slapping him on the back of his head again. I climbed off of him and sat on my own bed. He sat on the edge of his bed looking at me, saying nothing. "What bitch?" I said trying to look mean. His eyes dropped "please don't call me that" He said softly. I waited for him to look back at me. "Alright man. You still want me to call that cab?" "Well it is pretty late; I guess I can stay here." He started to strip back down to his underwear and then hung his clothes again. When he came back over he sat back on his bed. "You just gonna sit there on that wet bed all night?" "Why not? I gotta sleep on it" "Get your ass over here bi..." I stopped myself and smiled at him. He hesitated before smiling and jumping onto my bed. "That really upset you didn't it?' I said pulling him tight to me "...and don't act like you won't discuss it because I have a tight grip on you now so there's no getting away. When I upset you, you have to tell me man, don't throw a fit. That will only get your ass kicked. Got me?" He gently nodded his head "I'm joking silly. I wouldn't hurt you. I'm really not as big a hard ass as people think I am you know." He looked at me and smiled. "You know, I don't just jump into bed with just anyone. I used to love climbing into bed with Sean, but he doesn't let me do that anymore, not for about two years now. It's like once I got that first hair on my balls he lost interest. I never shared a bed with any of his friends either. Some of them used to pay a lot of attention to me, but most boylovers prefer little white boys, not the lil niggas." he looked up at me waiting for me to say something. I hopped up and grabbed a bottle of cherry pucker from the freezer. "Ewww you mean you have hair?" I giggled. I took a long hit off of the bottle and climbed back into bed putting my arm around his shoulder and offered him the bottle. "I thought you didn't let minors drink?" "Well I don't usually let fourteen year old black boys in my bed either, especially if all they're wearing are their underwear." "Well technically" He said taking the bottle "they're your underwear" He smiled and took a hit off of the bottle. And puckering his lips. "Damn, that shits sour." "So you never messed with any kids your own age?" "Naw, Ryan was seventeen first time we messed around but now he has Nigel." "Yeah. Are they about the same age then?" "Yeah like Sean. He's been knowing then for a few years now. But even before Nigel, Ryan wasn't really into me. I guess I grew up too much for him. Nigel played grab ass with me a couple times, we wrestled and he felt me up a lot. We dry humped each other through our clothes, he came but I didn't. It seems like it takes forever for me to cum sometimes." "You seem to have a lot of experience" I said pulling him close incase I offended him again. "Not anymore" he said sullenly. "Last time I did anything was with Roger." "Crazy Roger? Ole Smokey?" "Yeah," He said letting his head drop with embarrassment." he kept playing ass grab with me all night and then he walked in on me while I was in the bathroom. He tried to act like it was an accident, but I knew better. I mean he had been following me around all night. I think the only reason he didn't follow me around tonight is because I was around you, and he is afraid of you. Hell everyone is afraid of you." he said laughing. A high sweet laugh that resonated through his whole body. I laughed too. "Is that why you told your brother that shit?" "Fuck yeah" I slapped him on the chest hard enough to leave a mark. "Watch that mouth" "Sorry" he mumbled with no defiance. "But yeah I did it to Fu...umm mess with Sean. He is so jealous right now. I mean its one thing if he encourages his friends to play grab ass. But the "Pit Viper" comes over and takes me away? That's another thing altogether. But Roger is definitely terrified of you. You used to upset him so bad that he would come to meets or call Sean on the phone bitching and raising hell about your chats or when you made him look stupid at one of the boards." I laughed. "Roger is fine, he is just stupid as a box of shit is all." "I let him play with my dick that time." I laughed again "No shit?" "You think I'm sick don't you?" "It's your world man. What do I care?" "I was just tired of him following me around all night and when he walked into the bathroom I got pissed and then I was like; 'you know you meant to do that shit' He just stood there looking stupid. So I told him to come over and suck my dick, but when he dropped to his knees, I told him I had changed my mind and that he could only play with it. He was sitting there on his knees, jerkin' me off when he slipped his hand inside his pants and started tuggin' on himself. I felt so in control so I told him to pull it out so I could see it. That dried up old dick with grey hair around it; he was pathetic and little too. He played with both dicks until he came. He got all tensed out and started to moan all loud and shit. He about yanked my dick off too. I just pulled up my pants and walked out. I didn't even get off that time either. But that was a bad mistake though. He's been following me around ever since, and now he buzzes me online and even asks Sean if he can talk to me when he calls. Sean is all for it too. I don't even like being around him when he's there. I mean the others will make a comment here and there; some check me out but most have no interest. When someone new comes along I always get uncomfortable. I worry that the next one with be one of those sick fuckers your always talking about that can't control themselves." I lay there listening to him talk, pausing only when I handed him the bottle. Then he got quiet as if expecting me to say something but I really didn't know what to say. "I think you like the attention but sometimes it scares you, you feel like you have no control over it, like your brother is pimping you out. I think what you really want is your brother's attention again. I think your willing to do anything for it, but you've already done everything and there is nothing more. Am I right so far?" He sat there silently "I mean, now that you don't get it, you miss it. It's the reality that you're growing up and won't be a kid much longer. We all have to face that, it's harder with boylovers because there is always that longing to be a kid again. I think with other people they just accept it or ignore it. Some of the most creative people I have met are boylovers, and they all love to dream about being young. They all want to be a kid again." We sat there silently. At last he broke the silence. "They are all hung up on purity" he mumbled. Yeah" I said, realizing something that had never dawned on me before. A great many of these guys never have and never would be with an adult sexually. They were afraid of that. So many were indeed into the purity and that's why they liked the prepubescent boys. It just represents purity and innocence. I had touched on these things many times in my rants, but I had never got it until this boy lying in my arms articulated it so well "Your pretty smart for a lil nigga" I said chuckling. "Shit man" I slapped his chest again making him yelp. "Sorry, but I was just going to say that your blacker than I am." I lifted up looking at his chest and then running my fingers along the closely cut course hair on his head and laughing. "You know what I mean. You talk more ghetto than me, you live up to a lot more of the stereotypes than I do. Shit, err umm I mean shoot. You ask why I don't have more friends my own age. I have a couple reasons. For one, I wouldn't bring them around Sean. But the main reason is because I aint hard enough for the white boys who want a black friend and to the black kids I am just an Uncle Tom." "Well you're a smart kid, so don't dare dummy down or nigger up to fit in man. I mean, I know its tough but you have to be who you are, your very unique...." "Gee thanks. Unique is what every fifteen year old boy wants to be." "Well I do sympathies. But it does all wash out when you get out of school. Look at the bright side. Ole Smokey will think your my boy now and probably stay away from you." "That is a good thing" he got up and moved to the other bed." I'm pretty sleepy. Think I'll go to bed now." "Holy shit! Look how late it is...I won't get any sleep" "What time you wanna work out in the morning?" "I usually work out at 8 that will give us a couple hours, and then we can grab breakfast and a shower." "Damn. We aint gonna get no sleep" I turned out the light and tried to sleep, just as I was drifting off I heard Marques get up, and then he lifted my covers. "What are you doing?" "My bed is still damp, you don't mind do you?" I lifted the covers and allowed him to climb back into bed throwing my arm across him and spooning him. "Umm...is that a gun in your pants or are you just happy to see me?" "Umm actually neither, fortunately I can't see your scrawny ole black ass. Besides not all us white boys are like ole Roger man." I said slowly tracing my finger down his chest. I stopped at his belly button. "Maybe I will reach a little lower and find out if that rumor about black boys is true." I whispered into his neck. I noticed that his breathing had become irregular. He held his breath as he pressed against me. He said nothing. I left my hand where it was and tried to fall asleep. I felt him push my hand lower and I left it at the edge of his underwear. When he pushed it lower I quickly pulled away but not before noticing his stiffness. I placed it back on his chest as he let out a sigh of frustrated. "I wouldn't have minded." he whispered, but I did not respond. I instead feigned sleep. He then rolled over onto his back and placed his arms behind his head, so I rolled away slightly. I must have dozed off because I was awakened by the bed shaking, I opened my eyes slightly and in the dimly lit room I noticed Marques with his underwear around his ankles and his knees in the air, he had one hand on his balls as the other pumped up and down on his boyhood. It was dark so I couldn't see much until he got up to get a towel. I then saw the silhouette as he came back and climbed back into bed. His erection pointing directly out in front of him. I lay on my back with my head facing him still feigning sleep. He glanced my way and then pressed himself toward my face allowing me to catch his sweet boy scent. I was instantly hard and he must have sensed it because he glanced down toward the covers, lifting them and looking at my tented shorts. He began to fist himself again as he ran his hand over my hardness. I nearly exploded when he reached his hand inside my boxers and grabbed me as he pumped himself. He had been leaning over me and suddenly he let out a grunt and let go of me. I was very close to Cumming myself. He cleaned up his mess and got up to put the towel back into the bathroom before coming back and putting his underwear and rolling over to sleep. An hour had passed before I got up and went to the bathroom to pump myself to climax. I had lain next to him listening to his breathing until it slowed so that I would get the opportunity. I climbed back into bed with my mind racing. I eventually drifted back to sleep, when the alarm went off I simply shut it off and went back to sleep throwing my arm across Marques' shoulder and pulling him to me much the way we had started the night. I awoke. I lay there for a moment trying to get my bearings. I heard Marques stirring a few moments later. He was instantly up and out of bed off to the restroom, his piss hard on leading the way. "Good morning...woody" I grumbled laughing. He came out a few minutes later and climbed back into bed. I got up keeping my back to him. "No fair man, you got to see my morning wood." I laughed closing the door behind me. When I came out I noticed the time and said "shit man, no time for a workout, grab yourself some breakfast and I'm going to hit the heavy bag and then a quick shower before the guys get here. Meet me back up here in half an hour. Oh and grab me a muffin, blueberry." I said grabbing a shirt and a towel and heading to the workout room. I hadn't been there five minutes when Marques came in and sat down watching me work the heavy bag. "Ever hit a heavy bag?" I said not slowing my pace. "I've hit one a time or two" "You should get one of these for your house, great way to relieve tension. Several of the boys in the neighborhood come over from time to time to workout on mine. Great exercise." "Times up man, the guys will be here in about thirty." "We better get a move on then." I said pulling my gloves off, grabbing a towel and heading back to the room. "You want the first shower?" I asked him as we hit the door. "Naw its cool man, you're all sweaty anyway." "Thanks." I said grabbing a clean pair of underwear and hitting the bathroom. I had just finished and was toweling off, about to put my underwear on when Marques came into the bathroom. My back was to him and I looked over my shoulder as he walked out apologizing. I threw my underwear on and went into the room and grabbed a pair of pants I finished getting dressed and said "Was I supposed to tell you to suck my dick?" I giggled. "Huh?" He said as his face drew into a frown." Naw man that was not planned. I thought you were still in the shower, I had to piss." "Well now you have it all to yourself." He walked past me and closed the door. When I heard the water turn off I waited a moment giving him time to step out of the shower and then opened the door "Oops" I said. "Definitely an accident" as I watched the boy try and cover himself with his towel. "Alright man, we're even now right?" he said walking out the door "Dude, I am so glad you decided to come this time." He said putting on his clothes and grabbing my deodorant. "These guys will be totally different around you I bet. Usually they are all perving on boys and shit. I mean, it makes me uncomfortable to be around them." I only laughed and finished getting ready as the phone rang letting me know that our ride was here. "So, you guys have fun last night?" Sean said walking along side of me as we drifted off away from the rest of the group. "Yeah we did, you should have been there." "I bet" He said smiling. "Listen Sean. I appreciate you organizing this meet and all. But contrary to popular belief I didn't come up here to get laid. I had a great time hanging out with your brother; he's a great kid and very smart and interesting." "Yeah, well he must like you a lot too." He said walking away. I just shook my head and watched him go. "Dude, they are acting so weird over there. I think some of them think you're a cop." He said laughing. "And the rest think I'm a serial killer." I said causing us both to laugh. "Usually Dan would have come up to me. Or Roger or Sean would have tried talking me into talking to one of the boys around here. "Well, I already had done that." I said shrugging my shoulders. "Yeah, well that's the thing. These guys prefer to observe from afar and you're interacting with the other kids here and you don't even know them." I only laughed again. "A couple of times these guys have actually tried to talk me into walking into the bathrooms to find out if a certain boy has any hair or not. One time they had me follow to find out if these two Mexican boys were cut or uncut." "Did you do it?" "With the Mexican boys? Yes, but I came out and told them I didn't see anything." He tipped me a wink "they were uncut, ugliest dicks I ever saw." I busted out laughing. "You're a fuckin' mess man. Wanna have some fun?" he looked at me and smiled " I'm going to ask you to make a pass at a boy that goes into a bathroom, just wait in the stall till he leaves and then come out whipping your mouth." "Naw man, I can't do that. I don't want to look like some bitch or nuthin', you know a dick sucker and all." "Alright, it's cool. Maybe if I just ask you to check for hair and you do it with no argument, just say yes right away." "What will that do?" "It will piss the others off." I said throwing my arm across his shoulder. He smiled at me as we re-joined the crowd. Marques must have gotten his own idea, because as we approached the crowd he said "Hey Vipe, You think that boy started puberty yet?" I wasn't expecting that so I stammered. "Which one?" He pointed directly at a blonde haired boy; I noticed his sparkling blue eyes and a slight sprinkling of freckles as he walked past us on his way to the bathroom. "I dunno. Why don't you go ask him?" "Better yet, why don't I go find out?" He looked at me smiling. "Whatever floats your boat man." I said nonchalantly. He followed the boy into the bathroom and came out moments later laughing as the others looked on in shock. "Bald as a baby" He said laughing, giving me dap and walking away. The others looked at me in confusion; I just shrugged my shoulders and walked the opposite direction. Terry, Chris and Nigel followed me with Ryan in tow. Roger eventually made his way over as well. "Marques really seems to like you." Nigel said absently "Really? You can never tell with that kid, I mean hell even in chats we fight more than we get along." "He's been following you around like a puppy dog." Chris said giggling. "Well that's probably because I'm the new guy. He probably did the same thing with you guys the first time right?" "Not with me. He went through a phase where he wouldn't leave me alone online or would get upset if I called Sean and at least didn't tell him hi. But face to face he keeps his distance." Roger said. "Well I dunno man. He sure is a randy boy though isn't he? I mean to go into that restroom to check that boy out? I mean he was cute as hell, but I would have done the same thing when I was his age. If I had had the guts." Everyone laughed." Kinda makes ya jealous don't it?" "What's that?" Terry asked. "That he gets away with that shit, and if we do it we get locked up. Kinda sucks." Nigel and Ryan drifted off into a corner to be alone. Roger looked at me for a minute as if he wanted to ask me something." I mean what's the harm in looking as long as they don't notice. Right?" Terry laughed but Roger said nothing, only looking at me. I smiled at him, tipped him a wink and walked away. We wondered around New York the rest of the day until Sean recommended a nice restaurant for dinner. I was all for it as I hadn't had any decent food for two days now. At dinner Marques asked if we could go swimming again tonight. "Well I dunno man; I really wanted to work out tonight. You're welcome to swim while I work out. You guys are of course welcome to join." I said smiling. "We could go swimming after we workout" "Sure, why not? We are getting together later tonight right?" "Of course man." Chris said and Sean confirmed. "Cool, I guess Marques and I could join you guys after I work out and he swims. Maybe around ten tonight?" "We'll already be half drunk but what the hell?" "Well, I don't fly out until late tomorrow, so I can always sleep in. Hell I'll just get the room for another day and leave at my leisure. Hell yeah, lets get drunk tonight." We all threw up a toast and finished up so Terry could drop Marques and myself off at the hotel. Marques elected to work out with me and was too tired to swim, so we just hung around the hot tub. Later I called a cab and we met the rest of the guys at the house. We played several drinking games and everyone was extremely drunk. Marques was probably the most sober of the bunch. He began to insist that I let him work out with me in the morning. Sean resisted initially, but Marques saw no problem with it as he reminded everyone that my room had two queen sized beds. He did not mention that we had shared one of them the night before. I eventually called a cab and let them work it out before finally telling Sean to either come out and tell me had a problem with it or let the boy go. He let it go and Marques and I climbed into a cab and headed for the hotel, stopping for a bottle of peppermint schnapps on the way. I stripped down to my underwear and climbed into bed. Marques did the same. When he lay down next to me I was suddenly reminded that he had not had a shower after our workout and he smelled a bit musty. "You stink. Go take a shower." I said pushing him out of bed. He jumped up and hit the shower without hesitation. When he came out he was wearing only a towel. "You like what you see?" he asked seductively. "As long as you stay in your own bed that's fine. I don't need some naked boy sleeping next to me." I giggled. "How about if I just lay next to you until I am ready for bed?" "How about NO!" He turned and walked back to the bathroom, not bothering to close the door. I could see his reflection in the mirror and I had a good view too. He dropped his towel and pulled his boxers over his nearly hairless legs. His slender penis dangling between his thin legs. He came out of the bathroom and climbed in bed next to me. "Do you like me Neil?" "Of course I do. I gave you my underwear didn't I?" I said throwing my arm across his shoulder. I took a deep sip of the schnapps as we talked about nothing and passed the bottle back and forth. Marques caught me by surprise when he said." I'm pretty tired; can we go to sleep now?" "Sure" I said. He never got up; he simply reached over and turned out the light. He kept his back turned to me, so I spooned him and snuggled him with my arm across his shoulder, gently rubbing his chest. "Mmm that feels nice" He said pressing himself into me. He began to push my hand lower and I continued to trace circles down his chest and then around his belly button. I stopped tracing circles and only held my hand still. "I know you want to do more, I can feel your hardness pressing into Me." he whispered. I was suddenly aware of my hardness and rolled over onto my back. "I'm sorry" he said rolling over and running his fingers through my chest hair. He then began to work down to my belly button and poking his finger in and out. He moved his hands to my nipples and began to rub them making them hard. "I saw you today when you got out of the shower. You're really built man. Did you like what you saw when you walked in on me?" "Yes I did." I mumbled." I told you that already. And yes you have a big dick. There, you happy? Now go to sleep." I grumbled. "Will you at least rub my back?" He said pleadingly. "I think we should go to sleep." He rolled over, turning his back to me. I lay there realizing just how drunk I was, I couldn't even think straight. I suddenly realized that Marques was shaking, I asked if he was alright and he only sniffled, not responding. "Are you crying?' I asked, regretting the question as soon as I asked it. I raised myself up and tried to look at him, he only pressed his face further into the pillow and continued to cry. "Hey, what's wrong? Listen man its not you." I realized that rejection was his Achilles heel. I gently rubbed his back and then pulled him into a hug. I rolled him over and he pressed his face into my chest. He began to lick my nipples and against my better judgment I let him. I gently began to work my hands up and down his back, gradually getting lower and lower until I reached the edge of his boxers. I then worked my hands back upward again. He pressed himself into me, his stiffness meeting my own. He began to thrust himself against me. I did not stop him. Instead, I began to press back against him as I slid my hands to his firm globes and pressed him firmly against me. He reached behind himself and lowered the back of his boxers, replacing my hands to his smooth butt cheeks. I gently caressed them, admiring the warmth of them, the firmness. They were completely smooth and like touching hot marble. He let out a gasp as I grabbed him firmly, and then ran a finger along the crack of his ass. He leaned up and gently kissed me again, then suckled my neck and then my nipples. I continued to push his underwear down; he raised himself to lower the front. He then sat up and removed them completely. I admired him in the glow of the moon that shown through the window... As he sat astride me I gently caressed his smooth body. He may have been nearly fifteen but he had the body of a thirteen year old boy. I ran my fingers under his arms and felt the small patch of hair there, causing him to giggle. I gently traced my hands down his firm belly before gently running them through the thin patch of hair that sat neatly cropped above his erect penis. When I touched the head of his penis he let out a shudder and moved away. "Oh wow, I almost came. I don't want to cum yet." he said running his fingers across my chest. He moved his hands and began to lower my underwear. I raised my hips and he let out a gasp as my erection sprung free. "Wow!' he exclaimed. "I thought it took forever." I chuckled reaching up and grabbing his long erection, he was nearly as long as my own seven inches. He was much thinner and had a slight upward curve to it. "You're really thick" He said as we began to masturbate one another. I began to trace my finger along the crack of his ass again. When I parted his cheeks slightly, he shuddered and stopped moving momentarily. "Is that what you want? Ultimately I mean?" He said. He smiled at me and sat up again, allowing me to admire his body. I ran my hands up and down his abdominal before, again, taking him into my hand. He pressed his stiffness against mine and I began to rub them together. He let out a loud moan and exploded across my hand and my dick. "Sorry" he whispered. I smiled and pressed him to me again, gently running my hands across his back and then to his beautiful firm butt. "You can have it if you want" He whispered. "Have what?" I mumbled. "My cherry" He said, reaching back and pressing my finger between his cheeks. I gently rubbed his tight little pucker. I could feel that he had grown soft but was still breathing heavy. He paused and then reached his hand between us and noticed that I too had grown soft. "You don't like this? You're not even hard" I kissed his neck and began to run my hands across his back again. He kissed his way down my belly and when he reached my belly button he hesitated. I gently pushed his head lower and he darted his tongue out and gently licked the head of my dick causing me to grow slightly, he then had me in his mouth and I grew completely hard. As I pushed myself deeper into his throat causing him to gag, I pulled back slightly. He continued to stroke me as he licked the head until ultimately causing me to climax without warning. He gagged as my seed hit the back of his throat. He got up and ran to the sink and spit, rinsing his mouth. "So much for romance." I giggled as he climbed back into bed and I pulled him closer to me. We fell asleep in that position. When I awoke the next morning we were still in that position until I had to get up to use the restroom. When I returned Marques was awake. "I'm going to work out. You coming with?" "So early?" He grumbled. "Well yeah, and then we can come back and sleep more." He crawled out of bed, suddenly aware of his nakedness smiling at me shyly. I threw his pants to him as I threw my own on, electing to forego the underwear. He did likewise. We worked out for over an hour before going back to the room." You want the shower first?" I offered. "Naw, you can go first." I dropped my pants and climbed into the shower. I hadn't finished washing my hair when I was joined by Marques. When I turned to him he smiled at me shyly. "Well, hi there. Come on in here." I said pulling him to me and into the warm spray of the water. I began to wash his back and then turned him around so that I could wash his chest and his underarms. "Hmm" I said. "Don't think I ever saw anyone so excited about taking a shower." "I don't think it's the shower that excites me" He said smiling as I gently began to soap his erection and his ballsac. He looked down at me." Do you shave yourself Neil?' "Well, actually I wax parts, but yes I do trim down there. I said rubbing the thin patch of hair at the base of my dick. He took the soap from me and began to lather me up making me grow hard again. I pulled him into a hug and he began to suckle my neck and rub our dicks together. I turned him around and continued to wash his backside. He leaned forward slightly and stole a glance over his shoulder as I soaped my hands and gently began to lather his ass. I spread his cheeks washing his anus thoroughly. I grabbed some more soap and lathered up real good before gently working my finger inside of him causing him to moan. He began to push back against my hand so I pushed in a second finger causing him to let out a yelp. I held my position until he began to relax, then I found that spot inside of him that caused him to begin moaning loudly and bucking wildly against my hand. I continued to message inside of him until he let out a yell and exploded and then collapsed back against me. "My legs are weak" He muttered in a dreamy haze. I held him to me, rinsing the both of us off and then dried him and carried him over and lay him on the bed. I dried myself and then crawled into bed beside him, again draping my arm across him and gently rubbing his belly. "Is that what it feels like?" He asked dreamily. "Sometimes, yes. Sometimes it hurts like hell." He rolled over to face me. "Will it hurt with you?" "Probably, yes. At first and then it will get better. Then when it's over you will feel empty and like you have to shit. Of course you will several times." "Damn, you make it sound so romantic" He said with a snort. "Why lie about it? I see no reason to start now." He climbed on top of me "How should we do it?" He said sliding my dick between his cheeks. "Well not like that." I said positioning him onto all fours and pressing his head into a pillow. I reached into my bag and grab some KY warming gel and squirted it into my hand. I gently inserted a finger into him slowly, causing him to jump and then a second. He let out a groan and started to rock back and forth. When I tried for a third he let out a cry and I reminded him that he had to relax. As I worked them in and out of him he closed his eyes and began to moan. I rolled him onto his back and inserted my fingers again, one at a time. He let out a low squeal at the third finger again. I pulled his legs to the sides and told him to hold them there. I then removed my fingers and placed his legs on my shoulders. He looked into my eyes, his eyes showing fear, his face intensity and his body trust. I placed myself at his opening and he let out a cry as I attempted to penetrate his ring. When I slipped just the head in, he began to cry out, begging me to stop. I held still and gently kissed him on his full lips. He kissed back and our tongues wrestled momentarily. "Just relax" I whispered to him, caressing his smooth legs with one hand and his head with the other. "I don't think I want to do this" He sobbed "take it out, it hurts too much. Please take it out." "O.k." I said not moving as I gently rubbed his legs and pulled them out to the sides. I pulled myself out and rubbed the head of my penis against his rosebud again. When he had relaxed I gently slipped it back in. He tensed but did not ask me to take it out. "Now you're in control." I whispered as I rolled onto my back and held him in place. He sat astride me and slowly impaled himself on me. When I was almost completely in he tensed and stopped. "I think I'm going to be sick." He said starting to get up. I pressed my hands to his legs and held him in place. "That's a natural feeling, just relax and enjoy it. The key is to relax." He held his position before slowly working his way down. He was so hot inside, he was trembling and he kept his eyes closed. I gently lifted him and began to thrust into him slowly, he was moaning as I gently stroked him with one hand and ran the other over his beautiful brown body. I pressed my fingers to his lips and he began to suck on them as he worked himself up and down. He continued to moan gently. I began to thrust harder and faster causing him to let out small yelps each time I was completely inside him, hitting his button again and again. He was now pumping himself furiously as I continued to thrust hard into him. Suddenly he went stiff and exploded across my belly. I leaned forward and held him in an embrace, never removing myself from him. I then rolled him over and again placed his legs on my shoulders and began to thrust into him again. He lay there limply letting out a moan, gritting his teeth and letting out an "eww" with each thrust. I slid my knees closer to his body and began to quicken my thrusts until I felt myself getting close. He grew hard again and was fisting himself as I pounded into his ass. When I exploded inside him he came again as well. I collapsed upon him and he threw his arms around me holding me to him. I rolled onto my back removing myself from him as he lay across my chest. He smiled at me before getting up and running back to the bathroom. I gave him a few minutes and then got up and joined him, then taking him into the shower to clean him up. He began to cry when he noticed the blood on the wash cloth. "That's normal. You're going to be alright." I said hugging him and turning off the water. I dried myself again and carried him to the bed. We drifted off to sleep again and when I awoke it was late afternoon. I got up to relieve my bladder, when I came out of the restroom he was looking at my wallet and crying. I lay on the bed and watched him "You bastard." He cried throwing the wallet at me. "You said you would never lie to me." "I never lied to you." "Then what's that?" He said pointing to the wallet that lay on my chest. "That is what it is" I said coolly. "You said you weren't a cop." I stood and placed the wallet on the table. "No. I said let them think what they want to think." He continued to sob and sat on the bed. "This is the only way it could have worked Marques." I said pulling on my underwear and then my jeans. "I wanted to trust you but I couldn't shake the feeling that your brother put you up to this. So it's like this. If I so much as suspect that you told anyone, even your priest. I will not only ruin your brother, but your family. Your mother will lose that nice job she has as well as that beautiful house. The others? Some you like some you hate. I will ruin them too." "I hate you." He looked at me with contempt. "Hate me? Why would you hate me? Cop or no cop I am who I am man. My feelings for you haven't changed, so why would yours change for me?" "Because you lied to me." he cried. "I never lied to you; I just never told you that I was a cop. If I would have would it have changed anything? This way I knew it was about me and you. Hell, I never even had any intentions of doing anything. You're the one who initiated. I just went along man." I said smiling as I moved to him." we keep this between you and me. Let the others think what they want. I'll come see you again if that's what you want. My feelings for you haven't changed, cop or no cop. Sex or no sex. Do you understand what I'm telling you?" I rubbed his cheek gently, placing my finger under his chin and raising his face and then bringing him to his feet. I smiled at him warmly. "You really gonna come see me again?" He said searching my eyes. "Of course I will. Now get dressed, I have a plane to catch." He walked gingerly to the bureau and started to dress. I walked behind him and stopped him momentarily. I turned him and gently kissed his neck and down to his belly before taking his limp boyhood between my lips. I turned him around and kissed each of his firm globes, I spread his cheeks and kissed him tenderly on his recently deflowered rosebud, he yelped from the tenderness. I stood and kissed him passionately, holding him in an embrace for an eternity before letting go and beginning to finish my packing and getting ready for my flight. I could taste him in my mouth as I checked out of the hotel and we took a cab to his house. I said my good byes and then headed to the airport. I flew home thinking about a beautiful young man in a state of insecurity seen only by myself. The end....?..... AxL I am back after a long hiatus and am very excited to be posting at "Nifty" again. Let me know what you think. I am always open to new ideas for stories as well. I want to say thanks to my friends Boystory and Kip for being so supportive. I want to say a quick hello to all of my friends in the "niftywriters chat" a special hey to Dusty for sending me some pics that are inspiration for a piece I am workling on ;). If you havent been to the writers chat room here at nifty then you certainly should give it a look. Remember to wrote me: axlwrite55@yahoo.com