Pedros
THE SEDUCTION OF BILLY
Early morning sunlight streamed through the gap in
the bedroom curtains, marking a bright line across the white sheet. Jerry
could feel the heat from it over his buttocks as he slowly came awake. It
was going to be another hot day. He pressed his nude body into the soft
matress, luxuriating in the feel of his hard penis squashing between the
bottom sheet and his belly. In his half-dozing state he had been thinking
about young Billy, wondering whether, hoping, he might turn up again like
he did last Saturday.
Billy was a student at the school at which Jerry
taught. He was a beautiful boy, just turned eleven, his body on the verge
of puberty. Jerry took the boys for sport and he had been instantly
attracted to Billy, the moment he saw him in his bathers at the school
swimming carnival. Seeing the lad in his Speedos, his slim hairless body
sleek and tanned, a wonderfully jutting, albeit small, bulge in the nylon
costume, had caused Jerry's cock to stiffen and he had had to forcefully
re-direct his thoughts and attention elsewhere to prevent his lust becoming
too apparent. Jerry had often fantasized about making it with a boy but,
until Billy, he had not considered going beyond fantasy. This beautiful boy
changed that. He wanted him.
He had made a point of getting to know Billy
better in the days after the carnival, to develop a sense of trust with
the youngster. He found out that Billy had no father and it was then an
easy task for Jerry to capitalise on this, suggesting by his manner with
Billy that he could be the male adult in the young boy's life. It was only
a matter of days before Billy began confiding in him, seeking him out when
he was on playground duty, or coming to see him before and after school.
All during the week things had gone on as normal
but Jerry often caught the boy looking at him, that faint smile touching
his mouth each time. It was as though he knew what I was planning and was
just waiting for it to happen, he had thought more than once during that
long week.
I'm a real narcissist, he thought, smiling to
himself. He was proud of his body. It was nothing grand, just a good body.
He was 35 but his body was that of a younger man, almost still a
teenager's. He had no body hair apart from a light sprinkling of almost
blonde pubic hair ( he shaved his balls and between his legs because he
liked the feel of the smoothness there ) and a sparse but darker growth
under his arms. His chest and belly were bare and his arms and legs had
only a light down over them. His body was an all-over golden tan, a result
of nude sun-bathing and swimming in the pool in his very private courtyard.
Jerry spent most of his time at home in the nude. It was one of life's real
pleasures.
The sheet slipped lower. More of his slim, firm body came
into his view. His belly was flat, his navel only slightly indented. His
hands pushed lower, the sheet tenting up as Jerry forced his penis upright.
Over the soft pubic hairs he slid, his hands moving around the base of his
organ following the contours of his groin. His scrotum hung loosely between
his thighs, his balls full and heavy inside, his skin smooth against his
hands. He brought his hands together under the sac and slid them down
between his buttocks, pressing firmly onto the ridge of flesh running up
towards his sensitive anal opening. He arched up to allow access to that
secret place and the sheet released his upright penis, causing it to slap
down onto his belly. Jerry brought his hands from between his legs and
palmed across his stomach, stroking the length of his organ. He looked down
at it angling up from his groin, so hard and pulsing. A drop of pre-cum
glistened in the sunlight that now highlighted his sex. He ran a finger up
the soft ridge of his penis, forcing more juice from its slit. It dripped
onto his navel, remaining joined to the circumcised crown by a thin thread.
He took it up with a finger and brought the essence to his mouth again. His
other hand closed around his thick shaft and began a slow rhythmic
stroking. He closed his eyes. He thought of Billy. Saw him again in his
Speedos. Saw the boy slowly sliding the bathers down ... down...!
Jerry couldn't believe it! There, coming through his
front gate, was Billy!
Thoughts flashed through his mind. Now was his chance.
He always left the back door open for Lady, his kelpie pup, to go in and
out of the house at night. His yard was impossible to get into from the
back so he had no worries about burglars, they wouldn't get past Lady even
if they did try to get in. He thought Billy would feel comfortable enough
to enter his house and look for him if he wasn't around.
Jerry decided he would stay in bed, make out he was
still asleep and let Billy find him. His cock ached. He rolled onto his
stomach, positioning the sheet halfway over one buttock and slanting it to
be below the other, making it obvious he was naked. He sprawled himself
out, making himself totally vulnerable and giving Billy a full view when he
entered. Then Jerry closed his eyes and waited.
"Jerry?.......Are you there, Jerry?" Billy called
tentatively.
"Jerry?.....Are you awake?" Billy spoke softly as he
entered the bedroom.
Jerry grunted and half turned, the sheet coming over his
hip, hiding his buttocks. He then lay still again. He felt Billy coming up
to the bed on the side he was facing.
Jerry grunted again and opened his eyes as though he was
awakening from a deep sleep. He blinked a couple of times, focussed on the
young face before him then struggled to sit up as if in surprise, allowing
the sheet to slide down into his lap exposing almost all of his body but
keeping his organs covered. He noted with satisfaction the quick glance
down Billy gave to check out what was to see as he sat up. He pressed his
hands into his lap, pressing down hard against his stiff penis and looked
at the boy standing nervously by his bed.
"Billy! What a surprise! What are you doing here? And so
early?"
"I'm sorry, Jerry. I know its early and I didn't want to wake
you. I thought you'd be up by now. My mum had to go up to the city for the
day and I didn't want to go. She said I could stay back if I had somewhere
to go so I told her I had swimming practice first up and then a group of us
were going to go to the pictures this afternoon. I really don't but I
didn't want to go with her and I wanted to come around here. I'm sorry I
woke you. I..."
Jerry reached out his hand to the boy. "Hey, Billy. It's
OK, matey. I'm pleased you woke me. And I'm pleased you wanted to come
around here."
"Mmmmm! Oh that feels so nice, matey," groaned Jerry,
watching the boy's small hand circle around the flared crown, barely able
to reach around it. Billy squeezed gently and another pearl of pre-cum
glistened as it oozed from the slit. The boy let his finger and thumb slide
up to the droplet, taking it up and to his mouth. Jerry watched fascinated
as Billy tentatively touched his tongue on the fluid. He tasted it, his
face a study in concentration. Then he slid his finger into his mouth and
sucked the liquid off. A shy smile came as he looked at Jerry.
"It tastes like egg whites!" he exclaimed. "I don't mind that."
"You do what?" the boy asked, a hint of disbelief in his
voice. He did not put his hand back on Jerry, much to the man's
disappointment, but he did keep looking down to where Jerry fondled
himself.
"I suck myself. I put my penis in my mouth and suck on it
until I come. Then I drink my cum."
"Yeah," Billy replied shyly and smiled.
"Great. It means you like what you see. Your body is
enjoying what I am doing. And what you are doing to me. Touch yourself if
you want to, Billy. Keep those good feelings going."
"This is the second most important sexual part on a man,
Billy, after his penis."
"But doesn't it get covered in....doesn't it smell?"
"Can I touch you there, Jerry?"
Danny's shy question was music to Jerry's ears and he took
his hand from between his legs and gripped his buttocks again, spreading
himself wide open.
Another spasm shook him and he jerked his cock back into his
mouth, using his tongue to hold the jism back from filling his throat. The
ejaculation was slightly less intense, the amount of fluid slightly less
copious, but the feelings no less intense. A fourth thrust and more nectar
spurted. Jerry moaned uncontrollably. It had never been as intense as this!
"Did you like that, matey?" he asked the boy. "Thank you for
helping me. I would like to do the same for you some time."
"Maybe we could find out, Billy. If you want to." Jerry
rolled onto his stomach and wriggled himself up the bed until he was level
with Billy. His still firm penis dragged down between his legs. He felt its
heat between his thighs. He spread his legs, letting air cool the sweat
between his buttocks. It was really erotic to be naked in front of this
clothed boy, but he now wanted to press home the advantage he felt he had
gained with the lad. He touched Billy's leg, folding his hand around the
boy's thigh, just below the leg of his shorts. He gently caressed the soft
smooth skin, allowing his fingers to slip up under the shorts.
And he was right.
"But I do, Jerry," Billy replied seriously. "I really do."
"We're joined," he said smiling.
"Johnny Carstairs? The kid in the next class? How do you know him?
He's a couple of years older than you, isn't he?"
"MMmmmmhhhh......" Jerry groaned with pleasure as he sucked the
little boy-cock into his mouth once again and his mouth filled with the
taste of his cum. He squeezed the boy's buttocks wide open as he sucked on
the shaft, moving him in and out in a steady rhythm. He could feel the
boy's soft scrotum grazing his chin and lower lip as he moved, his balls a
soft weight on him.
Against the pale flesh of the boy's lower body, a noticeable
brown mark traced the raised thin line that ran from the base of his penis,
down the centre of the scrotum, along the ridge of the perineum towards the
youngster's anus. Jerry couldn't see this treasure with Billy's legs down
like they were. He brought his hands from his sides where they had slid as
Billy had laid back and took the soft boy-sex in his palm. He squeezed the
rubbery stalk gently in his fist then softly followed the line he could
see with his index finger. Billy's balls tightened even more as Jerry's
finger stroked over the crinkled skin, his testicles spread either side of
the perineum.
Jerry traced the line down between Billy's spread buttocks until
his hand could go no further. He moved his hands to Billy's legs and raised
them back over the boy, gently forcing them down until Billy was fully open
to him, lying on his back in the foetal position, his legs splayed, knees
against his chest., his body totally vulnerable and exposed.
CHAPTER 6
The man and boy headed for the bathroom, playfully trying to slap
the other's bare behind as they went along the passageway. Jerry's cock was
half-erect, curving out in front of him and swaying as he moved, his balls
swinging heavily. Billy's penis was a stub jutting from his groin,
completely encased in its foreskin. His ball sac had loosened up again and
his testes dangled between his thighs, the twin eggs clearly visible
within their smooth casing. He ran in front of Jerry and into the large
bathroom. Jerry feasted his eyes on the youngster, delighting in the beauty
of the young body reflected in the mirrored room. There were endless
reflections disappearing away into the distance, views from all sides; and
Jerry blessed the day he had decided to put mirror panels on the three
blank walls of his bathroom. They might be buggers to keep clean, but they
certainly enhanced his viewing pleasure at a time like this. He must have
known something like this was going to happen!
"That's right. Let it come, Billy," he said as he felt the first
movements inside the boy's penis.
Jerry knelt on the tiled floor and ran his hands up and down the
length of Billy's thin legs, first the left, then the right, sliding from
the boy's feet up to the top of his thighs. His hands then went back to the
boy's sex.
"Yeah. I do, Jerry."
"Oh, yes, matey! That's right. Piss on me like that." Jerry
directed the boy's stream onto his nipples, could feel it flowing hotter
than the shower down his body. He pointed the cock at his own fountaining
organ and they both watched as the two streams splashed and co-mingled.
With his other hand Jerry took hold of himself and played his urine over
Billy's groin, slowly standing upright as the stream began to lose force.
The sweet-sour smell of their pissing filled the shower recess.
"Okay, matey. I think we've had enough under here," Jerry finally
said. "I'm starting to prune! I think it's time we had something to eat and
then maybe a swim. Sound good?"
"Fortunately I can't remember it being done!" laughed Jerry. He
touched the stretched foreskin the boy held out then ran his finger around
the boy's penis behind the bulge of its crown. "The skin is cut from here,
where it actually joins your cock. It was done for religious and for
supposed hygiene reasons but is not done so much now."
The boy beat his fists on Jerry's buttocks and kicked his legs.
Jerry paddled his behind. Billy shrieked with laughter. Jerry beat a light
tattoo on the bare skin.
Billy blushed. "I said I wanted to touch you too. Ever since I saw
you undressed in the change room one day I wanted to see you again." He
looked down. "That's why I came here last weekend. I saw you looking at me
at the swimming carnival and I saw you watching me get changed afterwards.
I saw you get a bulge in your bathers when you looked at me when I had
nothing on."
"I...can I do to you what you did to me, Jerry? You know, when you
took my cock in your mouth? Can I do that to you?"
He could taste the wonderful taste of Jerry's fluids as he forced
them out of his penis and he began working harder to make the man come. He
seemed to know instinctively what to do, seemed to find natural easy
coordination between his mouth and his hands.
He squeezed his mouth harder around the pulsating manhood,
feeling the spasms slowly becoming less intense, feeling the sperm
beginning to ooze out, beginning to thicken into globs rather than the
liquid of the first ejaculations. He could also feel his teacher beginning
to relax, the hand sliding from his head to gently stroke his shoulders and
neck, the other hand coming under his chin and caressing around the shaft
between his lips.
"Ooohhh, Billy! That was fantastic," Jerry finally managed to say,
looking down at the boy still wrapped around the end of his softening
penis. A dribble of sperm ran out of the corner of the youngster's mouth as
he gently eased himself out, his cock flopping heavily as it withdrew.
CHAPTER.7
SPLASH!
"I know it hurts, buddy. But it will ease off in a minute as you get
used to me being in there. Just give it a little time and see what happens.
If you are still hurting, we'll stop. And that's okay. I want it to be a
wonderful experience for you. It might take a while before we can do it."
He smiled. "I really know I'm the first one, don't I. You are really tight.
You feel beautiful."
Jerry felt himself drifting off in the warm sunshine. The
sounds of the two boys splashing and laughing in the pool began to fade
into the distance and he closed his eyes. He was lying on his back on an
air mattress, his arms and legs outspread, letting the sun's rays dry and
warm his body. He was still wearing his bikini Speedos and he knew the
large bulge in his crotch made by his semi-turgid penis was even more
obvious lying on his back like this, but he didn't think the two boys would
mind. Not after the last half hour of playing around. But they had worn him
out and he needed a rest, in spite of the fact that he knew he could have
continued the horsing around and it would have led to a sexual
free-for-all. Plenty of time for that, however. None of them would be
leaving for several hours yet.
Jerry put his hand on Johnny's shoulder and squeezed.
"Good," he said. "I hoped you would stay. Do you want a drink? Or a swim?"
He did wonder about Johnny's embarrassment, though, and
would not push too hard to have him join Billy and him in their pleasures
in case it frightened him off. Maybe, now Johnny had plucked up enough
courage to come to his teacher's house, the house of a man to whom he was
sexually attracted, the fact of being here and maybe interrupting his best
friend and his teacher in some intimacy was causing that embarrassment.
Maybe he was just embarrassed by being here as if it was an admission that
he wanted to do things with his teacher and Billy. Maybe he thought Billy
had told Jerry what he and Billy had talked about, about wanting to touch
his teacher's stiff penis. Whatever the reason, Jerry would respect it. But
it didn't mean he would do nothing. He would just offer as many openings as
possible for Johnny to come in if he wanted to. If it eventuated,
fantastic. If not, so be it.
He put the tray on the table and walked over to the pool. The
two boys were duck-diving and wrestling underwater, bare calves, feet and
arms flashing out of the water amidst all the splashing. He called out to
them when they resurfaced and they swam over to him. When Billy touched the
side of the pool he looked up at the man with a secret, knowing smile then
pulled himself out of the water. As he stood up, he brushed his hand across
Jerry's bikini front as though accidental, but he looked up at Jerry as he
did so and Jerry knew it was a deliberate touch. He winked at the youngster
and squeezed his buttock as he moved past him to get his drink.
Johnny climbed out of the pool and Jerry feasted his eyes on
the boy. His briefs were almost as though non-existant. The water had made
the threadbare material transparent and Jerry could see the boy's penis
cradled in the pouch and his testes snuggled in underneath. He could see
the pink skin against the wet whiteness of the material. Johnny caught
Jerry looking at him and he looked down. His face reddened when he saw
himself so exposed and he put his hands in front to cover himself.
Johnny looked over to where Billy was sitting at the table,
his concentration on his drink and a chocolate biscuit, not on them. His
legs were spread and his penis and tightly shrivelled scrotum were sticking
out of the gap in his over-sized bathers. Johnny grinned when he saw it and
looked up at his teacher. "I guess I'm a bit shy because I'm so much bigger
than Billy," he said. "And because you are a grown-up and a teacher."
"I think he really wants to, but he's a bit unsure. Like you
were when you came this morning. We'll just take it slowly and I'm sure it
won't be long before he'll relax."
Jerry gave the boy's sex a gentle tweak and removed his hand from
his bathers and stood up. He hugged the boy to him, letting Billy feel the
hardness forming in his bikinis press against his chest. "Look what you're
doing to me, matey. Better get into the pool or we might frighten Johnny
off."
For the next half hour the three of them swam races against each
other, duck dived through each other's legs, wrestled and played and had a
boistrous time. Johnny slowly relaxed and Jerry was soon touching him all
over through the course of their play. He made the touches seem accidental
at first, brushing against his penis, grabbing high on the top of his thigh
and slipping upwards, slipping a hand down his back onto his buttocks,
lifting him around the hips to throw him and letting his fingers touch
against Johnny's groin or buttocks. When Johnny didn't seem to object,
Jerry's touches became more blatant until he was pressing his hand solidly
against the boy's genitals, slipping his fingers under the underpants to
touch the skin underneath, sliding his hand between his buttocks and
squeezing the boy's firm flesh and gradually showing Johnny of his sexual
interest in him. Jerry was pleased when he felt the boy's penis becoming
erect and he let the boy know he was aware of it by holding it briefly or
squeezing against it as they played. Johnny didn't touch Jerry below his
hips, although he quite often pressed or brushed against the man's groin
and had to have felt the hardness within his bathers.
"Aw...don't be silly," Billy muttered embarrassedly, but
not pulling away. His penis was erect. "Johnny's decided he'd like to join
us, Jerry. He wants to learn things like me." Billy looked upwards across
Jerry.
Jerry suddenly realised someone was standing the other
side of him and, not letting go of the hard boy-sex in his fingers, he
turned to look at Johnny. The sight took his breath away. Johnny was
standing beside the mattress and was also naked. Jerry's eyes travelled up
the pair of young, muscly legs to the beautifully sculpted genitals of the
young teen. They captured his attention and he was only dimly aware of the
smooth belly, chest and upper body of the boy beyond them. Johnny's testes
were two egg-shaped nuggets held within a tight sack of darkened skin. To
Jerry's surprise, they were almost as large as his own and would no-doubt
hang as low when warm. The pale groove between his buttocks disappeared
into shadow below them. Sticking out above was Johnny's penis. Jerry
couldn't tell from his position whether it was erect or not. It jutted
about two inches out from the boy's groin and was thicker than Jerry's
thumb. He was circumcised and the plum-shaped glans was clearly silhouetted
against the sky. It was wider than the shaft and flared around its collar.
It was beautiful and Jerry felt himself responding.
Johnny became embarrassed by Jerry's staring and cupped
himself in his hands. Jerry ran his hand up the boy's leg and rubbed him
soothingly behind the knee. "It's okay, Johnny," he said softly."There is
no need to feel shy. It looks beautiful from here. I'd like to see it."
"I dunno...I feel funny with you guys staring at it when
its stiff like this. What do I do?"
"Hey, you two," Jerry intervened. "Its not a competition
or a dare. You only do what you want at my place." He let go of the two
boys and sat up. "Look. I'll get out of my gear and we'll all be equal.
Then I would like you to lie down on the mattress, Johnny, and let Billy
and me make you feel real good. You'll soon get over your shyness." He
looked at Billy. "You told Johnny everything we did? Did you let him know
you were nervous to begin with? I bet you made it sound like you went
straight into it." Billy looked a little sheepish and gave a smile. "I
thought so, you little bugger," Jerry laughed. He looked back at Johnny.
"He was just as shy as you are, Johnny. But he soon got over it once we
started ... and now look at him."
"Jeez....!"
Johnny drew in his breath as Jerry stretched the loose skin
over the rim of his glans and he moved forward and twisted until he was
sitting on the mattress. The man eased him onto his back with gentle
pressure to his chest, keeping his other hand around his shaft. The boy
shuddered delightfully as he stretched out, giving himself over to the man
and boy either side of him.
"Right, Jerry." The young boy smiled, his eyes heavy with
lust and he ran his tongue around his lips. Jerry was surprised. What a
difference in the lad. In only a few short hours he had gone from a rather
shy, nervous boy to a sexually assertive and sexually confident boy who was
very much aware of his own needs and of his own sexual attractiveness. It
seemed to have happened so quickly and so effortlessly. If Johnny was the
same, what a day this would end up being!
Jerry placed his hand on Johnny's chest, lightly stroking
around his hard nipples and Billy mirrored what his teacher was doing.
Goosebumps sprang up on Johnny's skin at their touch and he moaned when the
man leaned forward and touched the nipple with his tongue, swirling around
the aureole and then taking the stiffened nub into his mouth and sucking on
it gently. He stroked his hand down the boy's chest and flattened it across
his belly, his fingers touching Billy's as the lad copied him. Ever so
slowly, the man and boy moved their palms over Johnny's belly, lower and
lower, teasing around his navel as they passed, until they slid beneath his
quivering erection and stopped on his pubic mound, their fingers following
the curve around to rest against the tight scrotum. Their faces followed
their hands and they breathed lightly on the boy's skin as their hands
passed.
Satisfied the groan was one of pleasure, he turned back. The opening to the
boy's urethra was larger than usual, running across the top of the glans
almost down to the split, nearly a centimetre in length. Pulling it apart,
Jerry could see the red inner tunnel, glistening with moistness from urine
or pre-cum. He took the shaft in his other hand and pressed a finger up the
ridge while keeping the slit open. He watched a clear fluid emerge from
within and fill the opening, forming a globule at the entrance when he let
the slit close.
Jerry slipped his mouth over the top. His own penis was
achingly hard and a thrill of pleasure tingled through him as he felt the
satiny heat of the boy moving between his lips and coming inside him. He
used his tongue to explore over the crown as he lowered his mouth along the
shaft. He was able to take it all in until his lips were pressed against
the boy's pubes, the tip of the young penis just touching the back of his
throat.
Johnny arched upwards and a streak of fluid squirted from
his penis, arcing upwards to spray across his chest. It was clear and
watery and dribbled down his sides. Another spurt followed. This discharge
was a milky colour and thicker and it lay in a streak up Johnny's belly.
Another spasm came and another spurt of cream, not as powerful as the
others, came out, this one pooling around the boy's navel. Jerry savoured
the fluids in his mouth, the taste of the boy made even more precious
knowing it was the taste of his first come. He kept his hand around the
shaft, coaxing more fluids out. The boy jerked once again and this time his
sperm dribbled out. His climax had ebbed.
Jerry held the still rigid shaft upright in his hand,
knowing how sensitive the glans would be and not moving so as not to cause
Johnny to come down too quickly. It was important the boy enjoyed every
moment of his first experience. Billy held his friend's balls cupped in his
hands. The sack had loosened up and the two large eggs inside felt heavy on
his palm. He rocked them very gently from side to side, his gaze fixed on
the sperm his friend had ejaculated. He couldn't wait until he, too, could
shoot like that. His own little penis was stiff and he held it in his other
hand. He was quite content to sit there with Jerry while Johnny slowly
relaxed. He knew by the hard fullness of the erection thrusting upwards
from his teacher's lap that it would not be long before he would be
enjoying it, and probably Johnny's as well.
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