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The Seduction of Ed Fox
(MFm)
"Hi," I said to the good looking boy in the next yard. The blond kid
appeared to be fourteen years old; there was scarcely discernible fuzz on
his graceful calves. He was about five two and weighed maybe one twenty,
slender but not skinny. His face, while not actually pretty, was pleasantly
fresh and unmarred by adolescent blemishes "Are you my new neighbor?"
"Hi," he replied shyly, turning to me. "I'm living with the Heidenheims
now. I'm in foster care."
He spoke in a pretty soprano voice which was a delight to hear. Maybe, I
thought, he was only thirteen, although he would be large for that age.
"I've lived next to the Heidenheims since forever. They're nice people.
You'll like it here."
"I hope so," he answered. "The last three families have been pretty
awful."
"So you've been moved about."
"Ya. Ever since I can remember."
He was a sad, lonely boy, and I felt a sudden affection for him. He
seemed so defenseless, so vulnerable. I wasn't queer, but Ed tempted me
somehow. I had a girlfriend with whom I enjoyed wild, glorious sex, and I
had never before been attracted to another guy.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
"Ed Fox," he replied.
"I'm Jack Watson."
"Hi, Jack."
"Hi, Ed."
"Do you live here with your family?" he inquired.
"It's my house, Ed. My parents passed away a few years ago. I've lived
here since I was born. I know all the secret places in the neighborhood
and I'll show you them, if you like."
"I'd like that Jack," he replied and gave me a warm smile, hoping that he
had found a friend.
"My girlfriend and I are going to the beach tomorrow. You're welcome to
come along."
"I'd like that," he replied, "but I don't know if I'll be allowed."
At that moment Mrs. Heidenheim came out her back door with a rug in her
arms, which she quickly threw over a clothes line. She looked over at the
two of us standing next to the fence.
'Hi there Jackie," the heavy woman greeted me as if I were still ten years
old.
"Hello, Mrs. Heidenheim. I was talking to Ed here. Can he come to the
beach with Molly and me tomorrow?"
"Sure, Jack. Are you still going with Molly?" she said with a sound of
disapproval. Molly had a reputation.
"Yes, Mrs. Heidenheim. She's the love of my life, at least for the
moment."
"You're a card, Jackie," she replied with a chuckle. "It's about time
you find a 'good' girl and get married."
"I'm still a youth," I answered. "I'm too young for that."
"You still look like a teenager, Jackie, but you're getting old inside. Get
married and have kids."
"I'll do that, Mrs. Heidenheim, when my oldness begins to show on the
outside."
"Jackie," she said as she turned to go back into the house, "have Ed here
back before six tomorrow. We have some shopping to do."
"I'll be sure of that, Mrs. Heidenheim."
* * *
I couldn't take my eyes off the boy as he raced to the lapping waters of
Lake Erie. His smooth, hairless body was gorgeous in his swim trunks.
"Are you turning queer on me, Jack?" Molly asked quietly, seeing how my
attention was fixed on the lad.
"Just maybe, sweetie."
"He is lovely," she responded with a sigh. "Have you ever had, you
know, an affair with a guy?"
"No!" I protested, and I challenged her: "Have you ever done it with a
girl?"
"Sure, Jack, many times with many girls, and a couple of grown women."
I was surprised at her answer. I had not known that, had not suspected it,
had not thought about it.
"What," I asked, very curious, "what do girls do to each other?"
"You'll find that out, when you grow up, little boy."
We lay on the blanket and watched Ed play alone at the water's
edge, racing forward as the waves receded and backing up quickly as they
came forward. It had stormed the night before, and the lake was choppy.
Molly was a brown haired girl of nineteen, although she looked younger.
She was Ed's height, but she weighed a little less than he. She had a
pleasant, pretty face, modest breasts and lovely limbs. She lay next to me
on the blanket, our bare thighs touching, and we both knew that we would
fuck that day.
"You'd like to have him, wouldn't you?" Molly said with a certainty.
"I don't really know," I replied. "I wouldn't know how to begin."
"I'd like him too," she said. "His chest is so pretty and his legs are from a
fantasy. I suddenly want to fuck."
"We can't do it here, on the beach at noon."
"I know, but that does not change the fact that I want to fuck."
"Fuck the boy?"
"Ya," Molly replied as her right hand caressed her upper thigh and then
went to her groin.
"Pull the blanket over you. Some one might see," I suggested.
She did that. I lay close to her and watched her facial expressions record
the entire process of achieving orgasm. After Molly bit her lower lip and
grimaced, uttering a small sound, her face relaxed. She opened her eyes
and gave me a grin.
"I can do it better for you," I said, kissing her lips.
"I know that, sweetie. Let's go home early."
"Hey, you guys," the boy's voice called from a short distance, interrupting
our thoughts and plans of sexual congress. "Are you coming into the
water?"
We got up and raced to the shore, splashed into the cold wetness and
began a wild frolic of butt grabbing, dunking and other fun. In our sport
Molly and I had ample opportunity to press our hands against Ed's soft
flesh, and Ed was not too shy to cop a few feels of Molly's breasts.
Eventually we quieted and waded out of the lake. Both Ed and I had
erections which poked at our swim trunks.
"I have to go to the john," Molly said, leaving Ed and me to lie upon the
blanket.
"Did you enjoy the touch of her tit?" I asked the boy provocatively.
He blushed and said "I didn't have much time to feel it."
"She has pointy titties that poke straight out from her chest without any
sag."
"You've seen them?" he asked incredulously.
"Ed, you're smarter than that. Molly and I fuck several times a week."
"I know that people fuck," he replied sheepishly, "but I didn't think that you
did it with Molly," he said, perhaps with some regret. "I thought that she
was just your girlfriend."
"That's what girlfriends are for, Ed. Sometime you'll have one."
"I can't imagine it, fucking. What's it like?
"I can't describe it except to say that it's truly wonderful. It certainly is
way beyond jacking off."
"I've been doing that a lot."
"What, jacking off?"
"Ya, ever since I started doing it a few months ago." Ed leaned up on an
elbow and looked down into my face. "Is it bad?" he asked with a
worried expression. "Does it make you go crazy, like some guys say?"
The boy was in desperate need of an older brother, and he had chosen me
to fill that slot.
"Ed," I said, reaching up my hand to palm his cheek, pulling him back
down to lie beside me, "Ed, it's the most natural thing in the world, and
people who resist doing it are more likely to go crazy than a guy who
wacks off whenever he feels like it."
He lay close to me; our thighs together. I felt emboldened to run my hand
over his boyish chest and belly. He liked the loving touch and snuggled
his head to my neck, throwing an arm over me. We remained in a near
embrace until Molly returned, just as I was about to kiss his young cheek.
"Hey, guys," she said quietly. "It's clouding over and a storm's coming.
Let's pack up and leave."
Ed kissed my neck before he moved to rise, and I knew from that moment
that I might dare to touch him sexually, that if he did not want it, he would
just push my hand away with a smile, that we would remain friends.
* * *
We drove back to my house sitting on towels, still clad in our damp swim
gear. Ed was squeezed between me and Molly in the front seat of the car.
He was half asleep, and he rested his head on Molly's shoulder. She
nuzzled his hair with her face affectionately as she roamed her hand lightly
over his shoulder and upper arm, eventually lingering on his bare thigh.
It was raining hard, when I drove the car into my driveway. We rushed to
the back door of the house and burst into the kitchen shivering from the
chill.
"We need a hot shower," I suggested.
"You're right about that lover, and I'll wash your back," Molly exclaimed,
giving me a kiss. "Do you want me to wash your back too, Ed?" she added,
palming his cheek.
Ed blushed deeply, but he nodded his assent. His cock was hard again.
We went upstairs Indian file and crowded into the bathroom, where Molly
closed the tub's shower curtain and set the water running. She then
reached behind her, intending to undo her bra.
"Are we going to do this naked?" Ed exclaimed in a panic.
Molly stood close to the boy with a hand on his neck. "Jack and I will be
naked, Ed. We'd like you to join us, but if you would rather wait outside,
we'll understand."
The boy stood silent for a moment and then began to pull down his
swimming trunks. I wanted to watch him, as I was sure Molly also did,
but we just went about disrobing as though it were the most natural thing in
the world. We didn't stare at his erect penis as we got into the tub, where
we crowded closely together under the warm spray. But Ed stared at
Molly's firm breasts with an open mouth.
"You may touch them," she said softly to the boy, pulling one of his hands
to her chest.
He seized a tit roughly and Molly protested gently, "ooh, Eddie, don't hurt
me."
Molly embraced the boy and kissed his face with small pecks, eventually
lingering with her lips pressed to his. I soaped Ed's back and quickly
moved my hands down to his buttocks. I knelt and caressed his smooth
legs with my soapy hands, staring at his erect penis, a beautiful, virginal
thing of about five slender inches. I soaped his cock as they kissed above
me, feeling it slip through my fist. Five or six pumps brought the boy to a
squealing orgasm. His spunk spewed out onto Molly thigh, more stuff than
I thought a young boy was capable of. It ran down her leg, and I quickly
licked a tongue full of it into my mouth, savoring the strange taste. I then
stood and began to masturbate as I watched them, still in an embrace.
"Jack, darling," Molly chided me, when she saw what I was doing, "you
don't have to pleasure yourself, not when I'm around."
She went to her knees and immediately took my hard cock into her mouth.
I felt the tingle almost immediately. I gripped the boy to me whose face
bore the mixed expressions of shock, confusion, and delight.
"Is this real, Jack?" he whispered.
"It gets no more real, Eddie," I exclaimed in a quivering voice, and I
kissed his lips as my cock exploded into Molly's mouth.
* * *
"Jack, let me have Eddie for awhile," Molly pleaded as we went from the
bathroom into my bedroom. She pulled the willing boy to the bed and they
fell upon it. He was hard again. The boy looked at me desperately, perhaps
wanting me to explain what was happening. Molly was extremely aroused,
and she did not need foreplay, about which, in any case, the boy was clueless.
I stood against the wall and watched as she urged Ed to mount her. It was
a beautiful sight: the two of them together, about the same size, both with
sleek, shapely limbs, one with a penis, the other with a hole, which was
soon filled. The virgin boy was too wild in his fucking and he slipped out
a few times, much to Molly's distress. He did a good job, however, and
Molly screamed aloud in ecstasy before he squealed forth his own
excitement.
I knew that Molly would want to play with him for some time, so I left
the bedroom and went into the kitchen where I poured myself a drink.
Ed was enjoying himself, I thought, although he was obviously confused
by the rapidity and seeming chaos of his defloration.
After awhile I went back into the bedroom where I found the two of them
entangled in a cozy embrace. The boy's limbs were as attractive and as
desirable as Molly's. The two lovers fell apart and lay on their backs, when I
approached the bed. Ed's flaccid cock, which had shrunk to less than three
inches, protruded from his blond, pubic bush, which was rather modest. I
sat on the edge of the bed next to him and placed my hand on his upper
thigh, my fingers grazing his balls which hung loose, one lower than the
other. He smiled at me invitingly.
"Jack," Molly said in a husky voice, "get Eddie hard again. I want to try
something very naughty."
I looked into the boy's face. He seemed to understand. He smiled his
consent. I leaned down, and engulfed his soft penis, which was spiced by
his and Molly's juices. It grew gradually inside my mouth until it became
fully erect. I was sucking a cock, I realized in amazement, and I was
enjoying it.
"Don't bring him off, Jack. I have other plans for that pretty cock."
Molly got quickly off the bed and went into the bathroom, returning shortly
with a jar of Vaseline, a product which we used only on those infrequent
occasions when I fucked her in the ass. She knelt on the bed over the boy
and proceeded to grease his cock with liberal amounts of the stuff.
"Jack, do my ass," she said and handed me the jar into which I obediently
jammed two fingers. I then slowly worked those slimy digits into her ass,
pulling out a couple of times to get more of the jelly on my fingers and then
inserting them into her again. Molly's butt was raised high and her head
was down with Ed's, where she was whispering instructions to the boy. I
knew what she had in mind, and I was very excited, because we had never
done that before.
I knew my part, so I laid myself on the bed, my rigid member poking up.
Molly straddled me with a very agitated look on her face and lowered her
body onto my cock. She leaned her head down and kissed me. Ed,
kneeling behind her evidently pushed his cock into her ass, because she
screamed out "OH, GOD!" The three of us managed to establish a rhythm
of double fucking. Molly's face became sweaty and took on a crazy look
of utter dissipation. She did not remain quiet for a second, yelling and
screaming out all the while, some of her noises signaling orgasms.
Eventually I heard Ed gasp, and he then pulled his cock out of her ass.
Molly almost collapsed on top of me, but I was near my own climax, so I
held her up and pumped rapidly in and out of her cunt until I shouted aloud
without inhibition as I came in delirious pleasure.
Molly rolled off of me and curled her body as she lay on her side, a thumb
in her mouth, mumbling "oh, God, oh, God, oh, God." Semen oozed
copiously from two orifices. Ed knelt on the bed with an expression of
vast astonishment on his face. I took hold of the boy's hand and pulled him
with me to the bathroom, where we took a shower.
"Jack," he exclaimed into my ear as we embraced under the warm spray,
"I never imagined anything like this before today."
"Do you think it's naughty?"
"Christ, yes it's naughty! Wonderfully naughty!"
I kissed his generous lips and he kissed back, evidently fully comfortable
in my arms.
"You know," I said softly, "there are things that just the two of us can do
together."
"I know that," he whispered shyly.
"Would you rather not?"
"I don't know, Jack. I'm not queer"
"I'm not queer either, Ed. I've never before been with another guy. But
we've already done some pretty wild things with each other today. I'm
curious. I'd like to suck your cock all the way and feel you in my ass. You
wouldn't have to do any thing in return, if you don't want to."
The boy was quiet for a moment.
"I like hugging you and kissing you," he said softly. "That's already kind of
queer."
"No, Ed. That's good friendship."
"I suppose I'm curious too," he whispered into my ear. "But I would only
do it with you. If I don't like it," he asked quickly, "is it all right if I don't
do it again?"
He gazed at me like a devoted puppy.
"Sure, Ed. Of course."
* * *
We dressed in the bedroom, where Molly lay on the messy bed, sometimes
jerking and shuddering in her sleep.
"I have to go now, Jack,:" the boy said. "Mrs. Heidenheim wants to take
me clothes shopping."
"I'll see you tomorrow," I replied, embracing him.
"Sure," he responded. "Do you think that I hurt Molly?" he added, looking
at the girl on the bed.
"I don't know yet. She was full of both of us," I grinned.
"This is just so unreal, Jack. I can't believe what we've done."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Ya! Sure!"
"That's all that counts, Ed."
The boy left the house and I turned my attention to Molly. I wanted to
know if she had indeed been hurt by our excessive sexual play. I knelt next
to the bed beside her sleeping form and kissed her awake.
"Are you all right?" I asked, when her eyes fluttered open.
'I'm a bit sore, but it was absolutely marvelous."
"So you would like to do it again.?"
"Ya, Jack, about once every couple of years."
"I was worried about you. You seemed to freak out."
"I can't describe it to a man. I'm sorry"
I held her head to mine and we kissed gently. I felt great affection for her.
"Are you going to bugger the kid?"
"Ya," I replied.
"He won't enjoy it."
"I know. I'll do him just once. He wants to feel it."
"Will you let him do you?"
"Ya. I want to feel it."
"I've got to be there to see it."
"I don't think so, sweetie. It's a guy thing and Ed is already a bit skittish."
"Will you spend the night with me?" I asked
'I'm too worn out for anything, Jack."
"I just want to sleep next to you, to feel your skin."
"Sure, lover, but let's get something to eat first. I'm starved.
* * *
"I have to go, Jack," Molly said as we were finishing breakfast. "Sandra
expects me to take her the zoo this morning."
"Does the little sex pot want to watch the monkeys fuck?"
"She'd rather see the apes do it. I put her on the pill, because some guy is
going to get lucky with her before long."
"But she's only eleven!"
"She's precocious, Jack, and very curious. Perhaps I shouldn't have taught
her so much about sex."
"What do you mean?" I asked in confusion.
"Well, you know, we sleep together sometimes."
"You're doing your own little cousin?" I exclaimed.
"She's not all that little, Jack. She's big for her age."
I just shook my head in incredulity at the smiling woman.
"I've got to run," she said as she grabbed her things and headed for the
door. "I'll bring Sandra by this afternoon and introduce her to Eddie." She
gave me a lecherous smirk as she left the house to walk the two blocks to
her own home.
* * *
Within minutes Ed was at my back door. He must have seen Molly leave.
The blond boy was clad in shorts and a t shirt, attire that best exposed his
desirable limbs. He look as nervous as I felt.
"Hi, Jack," he said as he came through the screen door, letting it close with
a bang.
I just smiled at him and took him into my arms. His fresh body was
redolent of soap. We kissed as lovers.
"Come," I said taking his hand and leading him upstairs to my bedroom.
"I'm not sure about this, Jack," he said in an uncertain voice, as we stood
at the foot of the bed.
"I know how you feel, Ed. I'm very nervous too."
I began to undress, and after a moment Ed joined me. When we were
naked, we crawled onto the bed and clutched to each other, pressing our
bare flesh together. We lay like that for a long while, kissing at times,
until I felt the tension leave the boy's body.
"You know," I said in a soft voice, "we might never do this again, just the
two of us, because neither of us is queer."
"I'm curious about it," he replied, "but I'm afraid of the hurt. Will you
stop, if I ask you?"
"Of course I will, even if I'm about to come."
I sucked on a nipple, which was raised on a small cone of flesh. I nuzzled
his belly with my face. I nibbled a bit on the soft flesh of an inner thigh.
When I pumped his modest cock, a lubricious dollop appeared from his
slit, which I licked. I sucked on his cock, but not enough to bring him off,
because I just wanted the boy to be sexually excited, when I put my penis
into him.
"Roll over," I said in a husky, aroused voice, and he complied.
I quickly retrieved the jar of Vaseline from the night stand and slickened
my cock with the jelly. My fingers played with his anus, loosening it bit
and lubricating it. Kneeling between his spread legs I masturbated,
bringing myself almost to the point of no return, as I gazed down at the
pale backs of his lovely thighs, at his perky butt.
"It's very important that you relax, Ed," I said as I lowered my body to
his. The head of my cock popped into him, past his sphincter without
difficulty. The boy's fingers gripped the sheet but he did not cry out. I
slowly pushed all the way in, until my flesh was pressed against his.
"I'm going to come soon, Eddie," I exclaimed, and it was the truth. Six or
seven long strokes of my cock were sufficient to bring me off, and I shot
into the unfortunate boy with delirious pleasure.
I quickly pulled out of him and lay on the bed with my face next to his.
"Are you all right?".
"It hurt, Jack, but not as much as I feared. It felt good coming out."
I kissed his lips and he responded with his tongue.
"I don't want to do it ever again," he said with determination.
"Of course," I replied.
* * *
It was then Ed's turn. I was sated and not at all eager for it, but I lay face
down on the bed and awaited his assault on my asshole. He was not at all
gentle. I felt a sharp pain, when he penetrated me, and the discomfort did
not abate. He fucked for longer than I thought was necessary, and when it
began to sting, I was about to ask him to hurry up. But he then yelped and
pressed himself tightly against my buttocks. It did feel good coming out.
"I agree with you, Ed," I said as we got up to go to the shower. "I don't
want to do that again either."
"Why don't I feel queer when we hold each other and kiss," he asked me as
we enjoyed the warm spray.
"It's friendship, I suppose, although we have just met. Maybe it's more
than that. I feel like you're my kid brother."
"I like that idea," he replied, holding me to him.
"Jack?"
"Ya?"
"Do we have to do the cock sucking thing?"
"Naw," I said, holding his head with two hands and looking into his
agreeable face. "I can live without it."
"Me to," he replied with a grin.
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