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On the 10th, and then forever.
Prologue
Once I loved a boy. He was the only boy that I have ever loved
in my life. On the Tenth, and Then Forever
The boy's name was Josh. I first met him when he was five.
His mother and mine were friends. I would always love it when
they would visit, and little Josh would come into my room
looking for something to do.
Quite by accident I became Josh's "official" baby-sitter. Both
our moms had to go somewhere together, and there was no one
to watch Josh. I was volunteered by my mother. I looked like I
could not have cared less, but inside I was elated.
The only thing that happened during that first three hours alone
was that Josh needed help wiping himself after he used the
toilet. I made sure that my hand "accidentally" touched his penis
when I wiped him, and during the wipes I made numerous
contacts with his little testicles and buttocks, however, nothing
other than that took place. As soon as Josh was out of the
bathroom, I closed the door and masturbated wildly through
two climaxes.
Since I proved to be such a good and handy baby-sitter, I soon
had the job of watching the little boy every time his mom needed
a sitter. The next few times proved a little more interesting, but
nothing sexual took place, per se. Josh began regarding me as
kind of a big brother, and often while we were alone, we would
wrestle around on the floor or bed. Since he often wore baggy
short pants and no underwear, I would have my full of his small
genitals and butt. I would also make sure that during our
wrestling that his shorts would be "accidentally" pulled down
and he struggled. I ended up being able to feel Josh's silky little
body next to mine quite often.
The first time that I was to baby-sit Josh overnight I was
overjoyed. It became my job to bathe him that night, which had
become my fondest dream. Josh loved, as must little kids do,
being in the tub, and he was content to stay there for as long as I
would let him. I was content on letting him stay there for as
long as he did not wrinkle up.
I sat on the toilet seat and watched Josh as he played naked, his
little penis occasionally growing erect out of excitement for his
bath games. When it came time for me to wash him I was erect
as well. I quickly discarded the wash cloth using the soap and
my hands to clean him. He did not protest one bit as I had my
fill of feeling his body from top to bottom. When I would wash
his little penis for a little longer than necessary, he would not
squawk and he would grow as stiff as was possible for a boy
his age. I shoot in my pants the first night while jacking off his
little boner under the disguise of washing it.
Josh soon began to accept my washing of his butt as well, and
would not squirm when I would rub my fingers up against his
tiny hole. Drying and then powdering his little body was almost
as fun as having him in the tub. There on the bed in front of me,
totally naked, would lay the little boy.
The first night after I put Josh to bed, I went in several times to
check on him. He fell asleep almost as soon as he hit the bed. I
wanted very much to play with him while he slept, but I kept
loosing my nerve. I feared that he would wake up while I was
doing it to him, and he would tell his mother.
Eventually that night, around twelve, I got up the nerve and
went into his bedroom. I had on only a pair of underpants, and
they were in danger of being stretched out of shape by my
raging hard-on. I soon found that Josh was a very sound
sleeper. I could poke and prod him without him waking up. I
took a few tentative feels of his clothed crotch and he did not
stir. Slowly I pulled his pajama bottom away from his body and
looked down the front. His tiny genitals, penis half hard, were
laying there waiting for me.
I gathered the nerve to slid my hand down into his pajama
bottoms, and when he did not wake, I grew bolder and began to
caress and then masturbate. Josh's body cooperated, and he
was erect after only a few seconds of manipulation.
Once I found that I could play with his penis and make him hard
without waking him up, I was off and thinking about my next
move. I wanted badly to suck Josh's penis. I had wanted to do
so from the first time that I saw it. I had never sucked a penis
before, and so I was excited.
After a few tentative swipes of my tongue against his tiny hard-
on, none which even phased him in his sleep, I took the
miniature hard-on into my mouth and began to suck away. I
began to think that nothing would wake the boy up, and so I
pulled his pajamas off from his body. If he woke up, I
reasoned, I could always tell him that he had peed in them and
that I had taken them off from him. A sleepy boy would
probably buy that.
Finally I had a naked Josh in his bed, sleeping, with me being
able to do almost anything I wanted to him. Laying down beside
him, I began to suck him long and leisurely, taking my time to
enjoy his little balls as well. It turned out to be a task to roll Josh
over in his sleep, but I finally accomplished it. I loved the sight
of his little naked butt. I rubbed and fondled it, stopping now
and then to kiss and lick it.
Parting his little buttocks, I exposed his little anus and
experimented with that as well, kissing it a few times before
darting out my tongue to lick at it. When I tried to stick my
tongue into his butt, however, Josh threatened to wake up, and
so I learned that there was one thing which would bring him out
of a sound sleep.
After what seemed like hours of sucking on Josh's penis and
balls and licking his anus, I was hornier than I had been in my
life. I decided that perhaps I could rub myself up against the
sleeping boy without waking him up. That proved to be true. I
almost came several times while rubbing my penis up against
Josh's, or rubbing it across his butt.
Finally I decided to see if I could slide my penis between his
legs and slide it in and out a bit. I was overjoyed that I could do
that, and soon forgot that I should be careful about cumming
between his legs. I was fucking him between his legs at a pretty
good pace when I let lose and came all over him. At first I
panicked, but then I ran off to the bathroom, returned with a wet
washcloth and cleaned Josh up. I was lucky that I had not
sprayed al over his bed in the process.
The same thing was repeated almost every time that I baby-sat
for Josh over night. I began to go into Josh's room naked,
knowing that he would not wake up. After sucking and licking
him all over for as long as an hour, I would part his buttocks,
rim him, and then slide between his legs and fuck him until I
came. I grew smarter, however, and brought a towel with me to
catch any semen which might otherwise soil his bed.
Part 2
This went on through Josh's fifth year, and into his sixth. I
began to develop new ways of cumming with him. Sometimes I
would fuck him from the front and cum on his little genitals, I
would then jack him off using my cum. Other times I would rub
off on his stomach and cum there and on his chest.
I soon developed another method which would be to poise
myself over Josh and rest his erection up against my anus. I
would then jack off, pretending that Josh was fucking me. I
would cum on his belly and chest. I began to take a little of my
cum on my finger and rub it on his lips. If his mouth was open
a bit, or if it opened when I pushed my finger against it, I would
try to get more of my semen into his mouth.
That led to my first attempt at getting Josh to "suck" my dick
while he was sleeping. I would position myself into a sixty nine
with Josh on his side and I would begin to suck him. I would
then rub my dick up against his lips, or try to put it into his
mouth if it was open. A few times I managed to get a little ways
into his mouth, but he always began to stir and so I stopped.
One night when I was blowing him and rubbing my dick on his
lips I went a little too far and I came on Josh's face and mouth. I
quickly stopped and cleaned him up, fearing that he would
wake. When I was checking to make sure that he was clean, I
noticed that there was some cum dripping from his mouth, I
didn't realize that some had actually shot inside of it. Just as I
was wiping his lips off, he swallowed in his sleep and it was gone.
A few more times after that I orchestrated a cum while Josh's
mouth was open and he received a small amount inside his
mouth. Reflexes each time made him swallow. It was a great
turn on in my life to watch him swallow my cum.
One night when Josh was six and a half, I was naked in bed
with him in a sixty nine position as usual. I was sucking him
pretty good, and was rubbing my erection against his lips. It
took me a second to realize what was going on, and when I
focused, I was shocked. Josh had my dick in his mouth, and he
was actively sucking me. I quickly began sucking him again,
wondering if he could be sucking me in his dreams.
The feeling of Josh's mouth on my dick sucking me was too
much and sooner than I could pull out, I was cumming in his
mouth. I heard Josh gasp a bit as his mouth was filled with
semen, but he recovered well and began to swallow. Any
thoughts that Josh was sleeping faded when a few seconds later
I felt his little hands cupping and playing with my balls.
Afterwards Josh and I talked and he agreed that he liked to be
sucked. He also grew fond of sucking my penis and developed
a taste for semen. It seems, as he told me that he had been
awake a few times prior to sucking me and that he had
swallowed on purpose when he had cum in his mouth.
After swearing Josh to secrecy, we began to make love at night
in his bed. I would bath and put him to bed like normal, no sex
play involved. Soon after he went to bed, however, I would
appear naked and he would strip out of his pajamas.
Josh became good at sucking, and he enjoyed laying on top of
my face, his dick in my mouth, humping me. Josh always
allowed me to fuck him between his legs, in any manner that I
liked, and would jack me off and let me cum on him anywhere I
wanted.
I introduced Josh to butt licking soon after that. He said that it
tickled too much and would not let me rim him much when he
was awake. He later agreed that I could rim him when he was
sleeping, and eventually he grew use to my tongue in his butt
while he slept and would not stir.
Josh rimmed me a few times. He seemed not to be adverse to
that. When I introduced him to but fucking, guiding him inside
of me, he could not get enough. Every time we met in his bed
he would want to fuck me as much as possible. For a little guy
he invented quite a few far out positions.
One night Josh agreed to let me try butt fucking him. I told him
that it would feel as good for me as it did for him when he
fucked me. Josh agreed, and he allowed me to rim him for
about three minutes while he was awake. Even using a fair
amount of KY to slick him up, he was tight. I managed to get
half way inside of him before he yelped. He relaxed enough for
me to hump him for about two minutes, but then he cried it hurt
and we stopped, sliding out of his backside I came harder than
ever before.
No matter how much I tried, Josh would not let me fuck him
after that. He said that when he was seven we could try again.
He would suck like a baby at a bottle and swallow sperm like it
was milk. He would slide his face between my buttocks and
tongue fuck me madly before climbing on and fucking me silly,
but he would not let me into his butt.
When I was "hurting" he would let me jack off with the tip of
my dick at his hole, and then he would let the tip slide in when I
came so that I could cum inside of him, but he would hold my
dick back so that I could not slide into him.
On his seventh birthday he agreed to try again as promised. He
once again allowed me to rim him, which I did for about ten
minutes. After lubing him up to the hilt, I played with him
inserting different fingers, starting with the pinky into his butt.
He wiggled his butt around and giggled, enjoying the feeling.
Mounting Josh finally, I was able to slide inside of him up to
the head of my penis without any difficulty. He yelped a little as
I slid deeper and wanted to stop, but I reminded him of his
promise. Biting his lips he shook his head and allowed me to
continue. I was amazed as I slid deeper and deeper into Josh's
body. Just as I bottomed out, totally inside his seven-year-old
anus, my worst fears materialized. I came. I could not stop
myself. I filled Josh's little backside with my cum.
I tried to stay inside, telling him that the fuck was not over, but
my penis shrunk and slipped out by itself. As much as I claimed
foul, Josh would only giggle and say that I came insside of him
and so I fucked him. He would not let me try again. He
promised me when he was eight I could fuck him again.
When eight came, Josh was growing into quite a boy. He had
always been big for his age, and he was beginning to show it.
His little penis was growing more and more each day it seemed.
He would laugh and say that it was from all the exercise it was
getting. He still had his love for fucking, and his passion and
vigor grew as he did. Many times Josh would have me panting
when he would finally get off in my butt.
Josh's backside looked better and better as time went on. On his
eighth birthday, as promised, Josh rolled over and offered
himself up. When I started to rub his butt he giggled. As I
rimmed him he giggled, as I played my fingers in and out of his
butt, finally being able to fit two in without him crying out, he
giggled. Finally I could take it no more and asked him why he
was laughing. He told me that I was probably going to cum
again before I got started fucking. With that he broke out
laughing, and he jinxed me. Josh had become quite an
accomplished fucker, and it was funny to him that I did not last
long enough the year before to pump him at all.
Part 3
I grabbed him under his ribs and tickled him and told him that I
was going to fuck his little butt off and that he would be
squealing for mercy for a change. He laughed even harder and
said I probably would not even get the head inside of him.
Laying back on the bed I asked Josh to suck me off. He looked
at me and asked why. I told him that I wanted to cum first
before I went into his ass so that I would not cum too fast. That
sent Josh off in a fit of laughter which he maintained through
the entire blowjob, laughing around my dick as he sucked it.
I marveled at Josh while he sucked me. He had three quarters of
my dick in his mouth and sucked it with no problems. He could
deep throat me, had that pleasure many times, but he liked the
three quarter point the best.
Josh was the most beautiful boy that I had ever met, and I
realized just how lucky I was to have him as my lover. Thanks
to having to watch Josh, I ended up taking him to the pool and
other places where boys his age hung out. Since I was his
guardian, and since I was not so old myself, I got to change in
the boy's locker rooms with Josh. I got to see boy's of all ages
naked, and sometimes erect. Although some of them were really
cute, none compared to Josh in my book.
Josh got serious when he felt that I was about to cum. I could
not believe that Josh was still so hung up on my cum. The boy
would swallow my cum, no questions asked, as often as I
wanted. Sometimes we would decide to masturbate ourselves
for a change. As soon as I was ready to cum, Josh could tell,
and he would stop pounding his erection to swallow my load.
As soon as my dick began to show the first signs of life again, I
told Josh to roll over and prepare to be fucked to death. Josh
giggled and rolled over, spreading his buttocks wide. When I
went to rim him, he stopped me telling me that I would get too
horney if I ate his ass. I had to agree with him. While I KY'ed
myself I watched as Josh pulled a pillow under his hips so that
his buttocks were up from the bed, giving me a better advantage
at his anus.
I realized for the first time that Josh really wanted me to fuck
him. He was ready and he wanted it, but it had to be on his
terms. I began to wonder if I accomplished this fuck if he would
drop the once a year business and let me fuck him as often as he
fucked me. After all, he was growing up and he was not really a
little boy anymore.
Josh held his buttocks open as I positioned myself over him. As
soon as he felt the tip of my penis touch his hole, he let his
buttocks close and told me to fuck him good. I was sure then
that my little boy wanted it as bad as I wanted it.
After only minor resistance I felt myself begin to slide into
Josh's body. He was keeping himself as loose as possible,
along me to go in at a fast pace. I decided that if I went too fast I
would hurt him. That was the last thing that I wanted to do. I
took my time, closing my eyes and enjoying the feelings of
Josh's tight anus as I slid into it, the walls squeezing up against
me like a glove.
Soon I bottomed out, reaching as far inside of him as I could.
Josh and I gasped with pleasure at the same time. I could not
believe the feeling of my little boy's ass. I knew then why he
loved fucking me so much. If my ass felt even half as good as
his did, he was a very lucky boy.
Wanting to make sure that Josh was ready before I started
fucking him, I slowly pulled out of him until just the tip of my
penis remained inside of his opening. Josh moaned, half with
pleasure and half with pain as I once again began to slide down
into him. I repeated the slow even movement twice more,
wanting to make sure that he was use to me.
The second to the last time I was sure that he was ready. I
pulled almost totally out, and Josh's little hole began to suck
and nibble at me, trying to get me back inside. Josh moaned and
pushed his backside upwards towards my waiting erection. I
knew that he was ready, but one more time to be sure, I figured.
Down I went, a little faster that time, enjoying the feelings. I
could feel my body building with sexual tension, but Iwas not
ready to cum. I knew that I would be able to fuck Josh that
night, and he knew it as well.
I was on my last upward thrust, slowly making my way back to
the surface. It was my plan to reenter him fast and with a little
more force and then to immediately begin fucking him. I wanted
my first fuck of my lover to last for as long as possible. I also
wanted him totally relaxed and wanting it as bad as I wanted it. I
figured if he enjoyed it, he would want it more often.
I did not count on the fact that slowly long dicking Josh would
have the effect on him that it did. When I reached the halfway
point in his body, I felt him begin to get tighter and tighter. I felt
his body begin to tremble. At first I thought that he was in pain
and crying, but suddenly I realized what was going on. Long
dicking Josh had been too much for him. It had pushed him
over the edge. He was cumming.
I knew that if I stayed where I was in his body I would be in
trouble. Josh's anus was beginning to work my erection over,
squeezing and masturbating it, almost as if it were jacking me
off. I thought that if I either pulled out of his body or went
totally inside of him again I would be safe. To my agony I
chose to go back inside. Just as I buried myself deeply inside of
him, Josh was racked with orgasm. His body shuddered and
shook, and his anus went crazy against my dick. I realized that I
had made a mistake and I began to try to pull out. Josh's anus
had a vice grip on me, and I fought against it to get out before it
was too late. I failed. Almost halfway up his passage I lost
control and filled him once again with a premature ejaculation.
It wasn't for several more minutes that Josh realized what
happened. He did not laugh as I half expected him to. He was
very quiet. His voice broke the silence. In no more than a
whisper he told me that if I could keep my dick in him I could
stay in and fuck him again. He once more told me that it had to
stay in if I wanted to fuck him.
Almost as if his words were enough to deflate me, I grew softer
and softer. I pushed tightly against Josh's buttocks and felt him
push as well, both of us trying to stop what was happening.
The pop was loud when my dick slipped out from his anus.
Nothing could have kept it inside of him. I was too deflated and
his anus was spasming too much to accomplish that.
Long afterwards I held Josh in my arms caressing and kissing
him. Before he had a chance to say it, I told him that I knew
what he was going to say, when he turned nine. Josh looked
into my eyes tears in his, and shook his head. A few minutes
later we were laughing and carrying on.
I told Josh that it seemed that I wasn't the only one with
problems cumming too soon. As much as I tried to claim foul,
Josh had made up his mind. I had to accomplish his flowering
on his birthday. After that who knows what would happen, but
he had to be first fucked on that special day.
Part 4
Nine came fast for both Josh and me. He was still growing, and
he was a very big boy. He had the body of an eleven-year-old,
and an erection of a boy four or five years older. I told Josh that
I knew what he felt like when he was younger and I tried
sticking my dick in his ass. Josh had to be careful to use a lot of
KY when fucking me, and he had to go into it a lot slower than
he had done when he was younger, diving right in and fucking
away.
I had to admit, however, that even though he was getting older
and had a monster dick, I loved getting fucked by him. I loved
the boy more than anything inmy life.
On Josh's ninth birthday we engaged in a marathon of sixty
nines, trying to make sure that neither of us would cum before
he was fucked. There were no pretenses. Josh wanted to be
fucked. He wanted to be fucked badly.
I was able to enter him as easily, if not more so than the
following year. Josh admitted that he had been finger fucking
himself to get into "practice." I had to laugh at his face as he told
me about it, that serious, mater-of-fact look. Once I was deep
inside of him, I withdrew to the opening and then drove down
again.
Almost before he could say it, I told him that was enough of
playing around, and that he should get prepared to be fucked, I
told him that I wasn't gong to have his butt jack me off again.
Josh muttered a small laugh which was quickly replaced by a
gasp as I drove quickly back inside of him. No sooner than I
bottomed out I began a series of short jabs asnd then settled
down to a regular thrusting in and out of my lover's body. Josh
began to respond, and I could feel his body wiggle and squirm
under me. Within a second or two he found my speed, and he
began to move with me, working his anal muscles along with
my fucking.
Josh gave a squeal and cried out "Fuck me. Fuck me good!",
and then buried his face into his pillow to save from calling out.
Perhaps it was that one squeal of pleasure which brought the
roof down on our heads. As much as I tried to tell Josh that it
wasn't, he would never believe me.
Josh's mother had entered the house a few minutes earlier,
having come home early to surprise her son with a birthday cake
and party. With her were a few of Josh's friends. Passing by
Josh's door she heard her son cry out, and the words which he
used stopped her dead in her tracks.
Opening the door to see what Josh was up to, she stood with
her mouth open. On the bed before her were her son and her
best friend's son naked. The teenager was on top of Josh, his
penis moving in and out of his anus. Her son's body was
moving back and forth in time with the thrusting teen and he
was moaning into his pillow with pleasure. Her gasp was heard
by both boys.
I was too far gone in my fuck to have the sound register,
however, Josh was not. He turned his head and saw his mother
standing there, the blood drained from her face. I could not
understand why Josh started fighting under me. He was trying
to get me out from inside him just as I was getting ready to cum.
Finally I understand his words. Over and over again he was
muttering "My mother. My mother." I turned my head to see
what Josh was looking at, and my face drained of blood as
well. It must have been the fright of seeing Josh's mother there.
I came right at that second into Josh's ass, once again before the
fuck was finished. It was obvious to anyone what was
happening. Josh looked into my eyes with disbelief and then he
did something which I will love him for forever. He shook his
head and said "Oh no, not again." He then looked at his mother
and said "He has been trying to fuck me for three years now,
and he shoots off before he finishes each year."
Josh then broke down in laughter. I could not help myself. As
much as I was scared, I began to laugh. I collapsed on top of
Josh and we melted in our laughter. We heard the door close
behind us. It was then that it hit us. We began to cry at the same
time.
It took Josh and I about an hour before we came out of the
bedroom. The other children had been sent home. Josh's
mother told them that Josh was sick and the party was canceled.
She gave the cake to one of them and said that they should split
it up amongst them.
Josh's mother sat at the kitchen table staring into space. She
looked over at the two boys as they walked into the room.
Silently she sat looking at them, tears in her eyes. Josh began to
speak, but his voice choked up. He reached out and took my
hand into his and began to cry again. I pulled Josh to me and
hugged him, comforting him as much as I could.
Surprisingly the conversation between Josh, his mother and I
was calm and collected. After hearing the entire story from both
Josh and I, she calmly announced that she would not go to the
police, nor would she tell anyone else including my mother
about it. She told Josh and I that we could never see each other
again, and that if we did, she would call the police.
Both Josh and I broke down. No matter how much we pleaded,
she would not change. I was able to talk to Josh now and then
on the telephone, and a few times we met in person for a few
minutes. I heard from his friends that he had changed. It seems
that he began failing in school, would never talk to anyone, and
he shunned his friends. Josh changed from a loving and gentle
boy into a moody, troubled youngster.
I had always hoped that Josh and I would get together again. I
was willing to wait as long as possible, and Josh said that he
would wait as well. Josh and I never had a chance to be
together, or did I ever have a chance to fuck him again on his
birthday. Shortly before his tenth birthday Josh was getting off
the school bus, off in a fog as he always was since that day. As
he stepped around the bus to cross the street a car which did not
stop for the school bus lights slammed into Josh, throwing him
over ten feet into the air.
Josh was rushed to the emergency room and spent over twelve
hours in surgery. The doctors told Josh's mother that he had a
50/50 chance of making it. Josh woke from his deep sleep on
the third day. His first words were my name. His mother could
not deny him his chance to see his lover again, and she called me.
I rushed to the hospital at once. I was in agony that I had not
heard about the accident before that. Josh perked up when he
saw me. We hugged and kissed. The doctors and nurses in the
room suddenly remembered something they had to do, and left
the boys alone. Josh's mother sat in the corner, tears flowing
from her eyes as she watched how her critically ill son
responded to his lover.
She knew that she was wrong to part them. She understood
their love. She could sense it. She prayed that if Josh could live,
she would never come between the two boys again. Josh's
mother voiced that much to the boys as the held each other.
Both Josh and I cried with joy. Josh told me that he was going
to postpone his birthday until he was home and better. Smiling
at his friend, he asked him if I could finally wait. Josh's mother
was the only one besides us who understood the joke. Suddenly
it did not seem to matter that her son and his teenage lover made
love with each other. Nothing mattered but Josh.
I stayed by Josh's side round the clock for the next few days.
Both doctors and nurses could see the benefit of me being
around. When I was away from his bedside Josh was sluggish
and depressed. As soon as I appeared, he perked up. The
doctors told me and his mother that I was the best medicine that
he could have.
I held Josh in my arms that night as he cried out. He told me
that he hurt, and he talked to me telling me how he could not
feel his legs and then his arms, and then that he could not see. I
held my boy in my arms, tears flowing down my cheeks, telling
him that it would be all right, that he could rest, and that I would
be always with him.
I understood that Josh was dying. I knew that he understood
that as well. Long before the equipment attached to him sounded
the warning, we both knew. Josh managed to have the last
laugh. After telling me that he loved me, loud enough for the
world to hear, and after telling his mother that he loved her as
well, Josh grasped my hand and whispered, "On the tenth, and
then forever," and then he spoke no more.
I could feel the life leave his body. I could hear the alarms as
they went off, and I could hear the sounds of rushing
emergency personnel as they rushed to Josh's bedside. I fought
to maintain my hold on Josh, more than I ever fought before.
As medical personnel tried to pull me away from him, I
screamed, "Leave him alone. He's dead. He doesn't hurt any
more."
The doctors and nurses backed away, standing silently as
Josh's bedside as I laid him back onto the bed, straightening his
covers and fixing his hair. Josh's eyes were still open, and so I
did what I had once seen in an old movie. I placed my hand
over his eyes and gently brushed them closed. I could hear the
sobs from a few nurses as they watched this final act of love.
Once Josh was straightened. I leaned over and kissed him
firmly on the mouth and said, " On the tenth, and then forever."
THE END
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