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Date: Wed, 30 Jan 2008 16:25:04 -0800 (PST)
From: Jeff Spencer <jeffspencer69@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Boy's Ass, Part 1 (b/b, incest, oral, anal, mast)

A Boy's Ass, Part 1
Copyright 2008, Jeff Spencer

This story involves descriptions of sexual encounters between boys. Be
warned, and do not read if reading this type of story is illegal for you.

Although there are elements of my own experiences in this story, it is
fiction, and should not be taken as approval of actual contact of this
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A Boy's Ass, Part 1

Okay, I admit it, I'm what some people call a pervert. I like boys'
asses. Always have, ever since a male cousin and I, both age ten, spent a
night at our grandma's in a big, down-filled bed, playing with each
other. She had a big old house in a small, rural town near the shores of a
big river.

My cousin Bobby and I hadn't done any fooling around prior to that night,
but I'd been masturbating for a couple of years. I was feeling especially
horny that night, and I wasn't old enough to know that looking at, or
touching, another boy was something I was supposed to be ashamed of.

"Bobby! You asleep?" I hissed, as the pressure inside my young boy penis
began to feel almost painful. My groin had not yet produced any of the
coarse, curly hairs I would later develop, just a thin spread of fine,
downy hairs around the base of my cock, and none at all to speak of on my
small ball sack and at my ass.

"Huh? What?" Bobby mumbled, waking from his doze next to me. We were both
wearing our tight white undershorts, it being a humid summer night, the
sound of crickets wafting in through the open, screened doubles hung
windows reminding us we were in the country.

His body was warm next to mine, and I remember he smelled fresh and clean,
since our grandmother insisted that we each take a bath before bed. Sadly,
we hadn't shared a bath or this story might be even more interesting! Of
course, baths in her house weren't quite as romantic as you might picture
them, as they were in over-sized galvanized wash tubs set in the shower
stall of the only bathroom in the house. Romantic baths with cute boys
would have to wait.

The bedroom was dark and vast, and was situated at the top of a steep
flight of stairs, the kind of stairs that seem like they were shoe-horned
in place, and only nominally more convenient than a ladder. As a result, no
grownups wanted to sleep there, and it defaulted to the children.

Since my cousin and I were the only non grownups staying there, we had a
reasonable certainty of privacy, and a built in 'squeaky step' alert system
if we had a visitor.

"I wanna show you somethin'," I whispered, as Bobby struggled to clear his
eyes, his long eyelashes already sticky with sleep goo.

"What?" he asked. His long brown bangs kept falling over his brown eyes as
he squinted at me, yawning deeply.

"Have you ever done this?" I asked, lying on my stomach and thrusting my
hands down the front of my underpants, to tickle my penis with my
fingers. Up until that night, it was the only way I knew to masturbate, and
as long as I wasn't creaming from it, it never caused any cleanup
problem. Of course, when I began to ejaculate, I had to develop a new
technique.

"Whadda you doin'?" he asked, curious now.

"I'm playin' with myself," I replied, worldy-wise. "It feels really good!"

"It does?" he asked. "How do you do it?" Had I developed a more 'visible'
method, the training might have gone faster, but it worked out pretty well
this way, too.

"Um, lay on your stomach," I said, lying next to him in that same
position. He did so, and then I told him to put his hands inside his pajama
bottoms, on his 'pee-pee'. He did that, but I hadn't done a good job of
explaining the complex manipulations that would be necessary to bring him
pleasure. I'm not sure I could today.

"I don't know what to do," he whined, understandably. So, it seemed like a
hands-on demonstration would be most effective. He was lying on his
stomach, facing me, as I lay in the same position, our small butts slightly
raised into the air, still covered in the thin white fabric.

"Here, I'll try it," I said, with the innocence of youth. Equally innocent,
my cousin let me.

I spooned with him, his firm, warm and round boy bottom pressed into my
crotch, only two thin layers of fabric separating us. I reached around his
slim hips, and slid my hands down under the elastic waistband, into the hot
vee of his groin.

It was completely hairless, not surprisingly, and warm and moist, as our
tightest crevices were humid with summer sweat. I took his small cock
between the fingers of my right hand, and squeezed and stroked his soft
ball sack with my left. The feel of his cock and balls in my hand was
electric.

I don't know if you remember the first time you had your hands on another
man or boy's cock and balls, but the sweet treasure of that memory will be
with me forever.

"That feels nice," he whispered shyly, and I remember the hot rush of his
breath across my cheek as he said it, and the looks of uncertainty,
discovery and pleasure all competing on his face.

"Yeah, I like how it feels," I said, all youth cocky. Today I might say the
same thing as my fingers caressed a boy in such an intimate place, but it
would be in tribute to the boy, not to how much fun my last orgasm had
been.

As I slowly and softly stroked his young penis, I felt it growing hotter
and harder, then lengthening under my touch. It might have been inexpert,
but I brought a lot of enthusiasm and interest, and, let's face it, if
you're reading this, you'd probably get excited if a boy had his hands on
your cock and balls, too.

His was the first cock I ever touched other than my own, and the feeling
was absolutely marvelous. The thrill of knowing that your touch is causing
a boy to become sexually excited, is intoxicating. And it was clear even to
my young and inexperienced eye, that Bobby was getting excited.

I watched, fascinated, as his little prick, no more than an inch or so when
soft, grew longer and thicker, hotter too, between my fingers. The head of
his little cock swelled and grew purple, and my own cock strained in vain
to become even harder, though it was already as stiff as I'd ever seen, and
felt it.

His dick reached its maximum length, at least for that age, of four inches
of heavy boy- meat, a tasty sausage to bring us both immense pleasure,
though we didn't realize that would be the net effect.

I wanted Bobby to touch my cock too, so I persuaded him to lie on his side
on the bed again, and pull his underpants down to his knees. I did the
same, facing him, and we reached past each other's arms, grasping each
other's hot and moist penis. Even at that young age I knew that being naked
with another boy was something forbidden and exciting, and in many ways
that precise moment, the time when we each pulled our underpants down for
the pleasure of the other, then lightly grasped the other's boy meat, would
be the most titillating sexual moment of my life, combining as it did,
discovery with sexual pleasure of a taboo sort.

Of course, if I were to do such a thing today, I'd be head to foot with the
other boy, the easier to suck on his full and rampant penis, and bettering
our chances of each receiving a mouthful of sweet and salty boy cum. But as
we didn't know any better, we only engaged each other's dick in hand play
this first time.

Interestingly, our mouths did come into use this first time, but not on
cocks. As we lay next to each other, faces just a few inches apart and
fingers lewdly stroking hard boy meat, our mouths opened with desire and
with our mutual panting. It was only natural that it occurred to us both to
kiss.

I impetuously brought my lips to his, and for a second or two he didn't
know how to respond, his toothpaste-scented breath racing over my lips and
filling my nostrils. To this day I associate a moist, hot and minty smell
like that, with sex with my cute cousin. Anyway, he quickly got the idea
and we locked lips, kissing hotly and passionately.

We both groaned with pleasure - kissing Aunt Mabel had never been like
this! Instinctively, we burrowed our bodies closer, touching in many
places, and slid our tongues around in each other's hot mouth. I thought I
was in heaven!

I brought my other hand around his slim hip and my palm and fingers came to
rest on his full, round ass cheek. At that point, my interest heightened
exponentially. In the excitement of touching and caressing another boy, my
cousin's, hot and stiff penis, mixed in with the sheer pleasure and delight
of feeling that boy's lips pressing passionately against mine, I had
completely forgotten of my existing fascination with bottoms, especially
bare ones.

I felt an overwhelming rush of pleasure, the familiar one of orgasmic
delight, and my cock began jerking in Bobby's hand, so soft and
enthralling. I thrust my hips against Bobby's, and squeezed the hot shaft
of his penis with my fingers, which set him off to the enjoyment of his
first orgasm.

Bobby groaned into my mouth, and his lips and tongue went slack as his
brain overflowed with delight, the pleasure of feeling his dick caressed by
his cousin's hand. We both lay there absorbing the sweet pleasures we'd
experienced together. I became aware of, and fell in love with, the
experience of having another, naked male lying next to me, our cocks
touching gently, our toothpaste breath perfuming the air, but suffused with
the slightly more adult fragrance of two male bodies in heat.

My curiosity was now being captivated by the opportunity to see, and
experience, another boy's naked bottom. "Bobby, turn over," I said
excitedly.

Bobby turned his milky body around, until he was lying submissively on his
stomach, his two small, but perfectly round butt cheeks lying before me,
his slim thighs slightly parted. I could see the fairly smooth, and
uniformly pink patch of his perineum, between the bottom of his small,
hairless ball sack and the bottom of the swell of his superb rear end. His
perineum would later bulge slightly as he grew into his man-size cock and
balls, but on this magical night, and those to follow, the area was boyish
and quite smooth, hairless and flat.

My attention was primarily focused on his ass hole. I knew he must have
one, I knew I had one, but I had no idea what it might look like, and I was
intensely curious to see what anybody's anus might be like. It was just a
bonus for me that it was another young boy's, and my cousin's to boot!

Curious, but excited too, I gently separated Bobby's warm butt cheeks, my
fingers reveling in the nice feel of his bottom, warm and soft. I leaned
down to smell, and I detected the faint spicy smell I found on the many
occasions that I'd sniff at the faint brown streaks in my otherwise white
underpants. The smell always gave me a pleasant tingle in my little weenie,
and the same happened as I sniffed Bobby's butt.


"Whadda you doing, Jeffy?" Bobby asked me, curious himself.

"Smelling your butt," I answered, with the frankness of youth. "It smells
good," I added. Bobby wriggled his bottom and giggled.

"It tickles when you touch me there," Bobby said.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked him, knowing full well he'd say no. It
was one of the most adult manipulations I tried up to that time, and it
worked like a charm.

"No...no," Bobby sighed, then settled his face down on the mattress,
staring at me from his one visible brown eye and half his face smiling at
me.

"It feels good," he said, grinning naughtily. We both felt very, very
naughty then, with our underpants pulled down and my fingers on his cute
little boy bottom. And we were both very excited.

Our dicks were both hard again, and we grinned at each other, enjoying the
delicious sensations of pleasure coursing through our yoing bodies. My cock
jerked with spasms of delight, as I looked down on Bobby's cute young ass,
as I formulated my plans to explore its sweet delights.

"I'm gonna look some at your heinie," I told Bobby, knowing the universal
kid word for 'ass' had some special magic to further excite us both. Sure
enough, Bobby squirmed after I said it, pressing his increasingly sensitive
penis into the mattress. His hands were on his dick, hard again, and
tickling it. He whimpered with pleasure.

I returned my hands to his smooth, round buttocks. Bobby sighed with
pleasure, greatly enjoying the attention being paid to his heretofore
neglected rear end. I grasped his warm, full cheeks with thumb and
forefingers, separating them and turning the dark slit between them, into a
yawning pink chasm with its hot, tightly puckered orifice at bottom.

I can't explain WHY Bobby's ass hole attracted me so, but I felt pleasure
nearly approaching that of orgasm, just looking at his delicious boy hole,
knowing both that I was responsible for exposing it to my eager gaze, and
that Bobby was willingly allowing it.

I don't know WHERE the urge came from, probably just a combination of
boyish horniness and affection for my young cousin, but I quickly leaned
forward and kissed the inverted brown button of his anus. The musky, earthy
smell of his other wise clean butt hole, combined with the intense heat
venting there, gave me a sensual thrill I had never experienced before.

Certainly, it was fortunate for Bobby, at least at that moment, that I had
not yet made the connection mentally, between the pleasure in one boy's
cock, and the pleasure in another boy's ass, or I might have fucked that
sweet, tight hole then and there. I knew I wanted to touch it, and please
both his asshole and myself, but fucking wouldn't come until we had learned
the preliminary steps first.

What I DID want to do, was realize further the pleasure that I had felt
when I briefly kissed his hole. That was when I remembered the bag of
candies we'd bought at the variety store earlier that day.

I reached under the bed, where I'd put it earlier. Rummaging around with
one hand, my other hand securely sandwiched between Bobby's warm and moist
ass cheeks, I came up with a handful of those sweet and sour fruity
candies, each about the size of an aspirin.

I slipped my other hand out of the tight grip of Bobby's cute ass, as he
sighed with disappointment, then took a couple of the small candies.

"Bobby, I'm going to put these on your butt...and eat 'em!" I bragged, my
dick tingling at the anticipated double pleasure of eating candy, and
putting my mouth on his tender bottom. I wondered how boy ass would taste,
and my mouth watered in anticipation.

"Okay, Jeffy," Bobby said trustingly. "And then maybe I can do you, okay?"

I hadn't thought of the possibility of Bobby licking my butt, but the
possibility that he'd want to return the favor excited me. Picturing his
full, warm lips on my own ass was even more exciting.

"That sounds great, Bobby," I said, piling the candies next to his
milky-pale boy hips. "Do what I do," I said, even more eager now.

I took one candy and balanced it on the top of one pale globe, then a
second on the other. With a third, I pushed it inside his tight cleft,
goose-pimpled from Bobby's excitement, and the slight chill in the air. The
skin between his sweet globes was slightly slick and damp. My small dick
dragged back and forth over the smooth back of Bobby's thigh, as I
straddled his leg.

"That tickles, Jeffy," Bobby sighed. It was clear that he wasn't
complaining, though. I leaned down, and kissed Bobby's warm and soft ass
globe, placing my lips around the sweet and sour candy, the flavor causing
small fountains of saliva in my mouth, making my kiss of his ass wet and
sloppy, a small trickle of orangeish colored saliva running down the
outside of his butt cheek, and over his hip. The fresh smell of his hot,
young body, with a faint under current of adorably tangy boy sweat, and
even a

I made a show of eating the candy, as I knew that would titillate Bobby.

"Oh, Bobby, this is SO good!" I exclaimed, though quietly. My loud,
smacking noises intrigued him. His small, but perfect, ass quivered.

"I want to do it!" Bobby responded, his body turning towards me.

"Hold on, wait til I'm done," I said, pushing him back on his front. The
candy resting on his other ass cheek wobbled, but stayed put. I leaned down
and repeated my actions, kissing his cute, warm butt, my dick completely
erect in its full 5-inch glory. Saliva again ran down his round butt globe,
this time into his dark cleft. Bobby sighed with pleasure as I ground my
hard dick into his thigh. I took my time, enjoying the taste of the candy,
but even more, enjoying the feel of his leg between my thighs, and the view
of his marvelous bare bottom.

Then I spread Bobby's slim legs, parting his creamy thighs so that I could
lie between them, my face directly over the crack of his ass. I was REALLY
enjoying this view of another boy's bare bottom, and Bobby's ass was one of
the most beautiful boy rear ends I have ever seen. I was looking at it, and
smelling it, from only inches away, and I was in heaven!

I put my hands back on Bobby's tight ass cheeks, parting them slightly. The
small, round candy stayed attached to his skin inside the hot valley
between his butt cheeks, as the heat and moisture there had melted a tiny
part of the sugary candy shell. Then, the candy dropped down a little,
toward his quivering, pink anus, coming to rest next to it, but outside the
puckered muscle of his sphincter itself. The candy moved as though alive,
his anus tightening and relaxing rhythmically.

I leaned down, very eager now, taking in the heat radiating from his boy
hole, and the pleasant, earthy musk of his anus. I heard Bobby whimpering
softly as my lips touched him so close to his pucker, pulsing with
anticipation.

His taut muscle, that delicious ring of warm, pink flesh, with invisible,
downy young boy hairs silkily scattered around it, at first tightened, only
allowing me a glimpse of dark shadow at the center.

Then the muscle relaxed, turning slack, displaying the pretty, glossy pink
interior of his rectum contrasting with the rougher and darker pink of his
anal ring itself. I quickly pursed my lips around the already-dissolving
candy, the heat and damp cleft dissolving it rapidly.

My mouth watered automatically from the tart candy, a stream of my hot
saliva running off the tip of my tongue, directly into Bobby's cute hole,
causing it to tighten again. As it did, saliva pooled inside the small,
inverted opening, then leaked inside him as his muscle gradually lost its
vigilance.

Bobby moaned from the attention his bottom was receiving, all of it
pleasurable, and his cute butt rotated around unconsciously as he both
ground his own stiff penis against the mattress and invited more attention
to his sensitive hole.

"Oh Jeff," he sighed, unconsciously using a more grown up version of my
name, "That feels so nice. It makes my wee wee feel like it's going to
explode!" I felt proud that I was having such an effect on him, and I felt
a little challenged to do more, too. And I have to admit that my own `wee
wee' was ready to explode!

After I had the candy in my mouth, I began to lick up the sticky residue in
his crease, and particularly in his tight butt hole. Bobby gasped as he
felt my tongue, first scraping over his anal ring, then trying to slip
inside his boy hole.

I was intensely curious now, about how it might taste and feel inside of
him, deep inside his poop hole, which I at least knew was clean since his
bath.

"Yeah, inside my hole," Bobby moaned, pushing his sweet ass up in the air,
to make his hole even more accessible. I quickly grabbed another candy and,
daringly, pushed it into his pouting, pink hole, where it easily slipped
inside. Then I followed with my tongue, fishing for the fruit-flavored
candy inside my young cousin's bottom hole.

Well, I never did find the candy itself. I suppose it quickly dissolved in
the hot, moist interior of Bobby's rectum, so tight and close, but I got
plenty of flavor, most of it that fruit flavor, but some of it, the best
part of it, Bobby's own taste, earthy, musky and all boy.

My tongue dove and slipped and slid and traced its own way through Bobby's
sweet young bottom, and unknowingly set both our orientations and
inclinations for the rest of our lIves. Bobby was grunting now, mindlessly
soaking in pleasure more than anything else.

It occurred to me that I could put my hands where they'd do some good, plus
Iwanted to explore all the delights of Bobby's body that I could. So I slid
my left hand under Bobby's slim, smooth and warm hips to grasp his hard
cock, and his small balls underneath. His dick was throbbing with need and
desire as I caressed his hot shaft, and his balls in their wrinkled,
hairless sack.

"Unnh, fuck my dick, Jeffy!! Bobby moaned. "Lick my ass hole!" I was a
little surprised at how quickly Bobby's vocabulary was improving, but I
guess the experience was giving him some incentive. I continued stroking
his hard shaft, as I licked deeper into his hot boy hole, my tongue lewdly
invading his virginal inner recesses.

Bobby eventually gave couple of loud grunts, and thrust his stiff dick
really hard into my hand. I guess he came, and he told me later that he
thought he'd cum. The tip of his dick ran across the side of my hand,
leaving a wet, slick trail. I guess he didn't actually shoot any sperm, but
he had the liquid it comes in. It still tasted salty when I licked at it
later.

I wanted to keep licking his hole, my face framed between Bobby's warm ass
cheeks. His boy smell was really exciting, and I didn't want to lose
it. But Bobby lifted himself up and twisted around so my face was in his
crotch, his dick all hot and moist, but softening against my mouth and
lips.

I kissed his dick, certainly something I'd never done before, and looked up
at his face.

"I want to play with YOUR bottom," he said, smiling. I shrugged. I sure as
hell had no objection to playing with Bobby's ass, but it would probably
feel pretty good if I let him return the favor.

"Okay," I said, sitting up.

"Lay on your stomach," Bobby directed me. As soon as I did, I felt Bobby
lightly running his hands over my ass cheeks, caressing and stroking
them. It really felt good, my dick hardening in response to the attention
another boy was paying to my ass.

Bobby slipped his fingers inside the waistband of my white undershorts,
still pulled halfway down my thighs, then pulled them all the way off
me. It felt pretty exciting to be naked in front of my cousin, and to have
him touching me like that.

I felt Bobby parting my ass cheeks, and a cool breeze on my crack as Bobby
blew on my hole. He giggled with pleasure as I sighed. I WAS enjoying
Bobby's attention to my ass. I ground my cock into the mattress, in the
same spot where Bobby's dick had just been, and it was still a little wet.

Then I jumped, because I felt something warm and wet wriggling into my butt
hole. I quickly realized it was Bobby's tongue, slipping inside my anus. I
wiggled my bottom in pleasure, sighing even as Bobby giggled, the sound
muffled by my butt cheeks.

"Bobby, put some of the candies in my hole," I said, excited at the thought
that Bobby wanted to put his tongue inside my shit hole. I felt him placing
the round, smooth pieces, one by one, inside my pucker, then pushing them
deeper inside me with his index finger, fucking slowly in and out of my
ass. God, the feeling of a boy's finger deep inside my own virginal and
untouched ass hole was the most intense feeling of pleasure I'd ever felt!

I slid my hand under my hip and began masturbating furiously, my fingers
strumming my sensitive cock, while my other hand pulled on my hairless ball
sack. When I felt Bobby's hot mouth on my ass and his tongue digging deep
for the candies inside my rectum, I came, my cock throbbing with ecstasy,
exquisite pleasure coursing through me again and again.

I came then, for the second time, and I felt a little spurt of my own slick
and salty juice wet the sheet and the plastic mattress cover beneath it,
crinkling away as we fucked, in our peculiar fashion. Two boys deep in the
throes of mutual pleasure, cocks and ass holes explored and delighted.

"Oh, Bobby, that felt so nice! You really made it feel good in my dick!"

He giggled, and let me turn around so that I was on my back again, and he
impulsively wrapped his small hand around my softening cock. He snuggled up
against me.

"I liked licking you back there," he confessed, his slim body warm against
mine. We snuggled together, cheek against cheek. It was the most natural
thing in the world when our lips met, and we kissed softly at first, then
with greater urgency, comfortable with the other's naked body in intimate
contact. Our dicks were warm in each other's hand.

And that was how we slept, that first night as lovers.

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