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Jamie's Lust Part 11 (m/m, young)
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JAMIE'S LUST
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JAMIE'S LUST
PART 11
For the next few weeks, Jamie confined himself to masturbation,
and occasional sex play with age mates and younger boys that he
would find playing at the streams, and around his neighborhood.
Several things were beginning to bother Jamie. The way in which
he had approached the young black boy at the streams, and the
way that he had "forced" the boy to have sex with him bothered
him.
Although he had thoroughly enjoyed fucking the young boy the
several times that day, and as much as he had enjoyed feeling the
young boy deep inside of his body, something just wasn't right
with the way that things had developed.
Everything came to a head with Jamie one afternoon when he was
out walking around, looking for something to do. When he could
not find anything of interest in his neighborhood, he began to
walk further, into neighborhoods which he had not yet explored.
Eventually Jamie came upon a neighborhood that he was not
familiar. It looked as if it were a working class neighborhood. The
houses, although old and somewhat beaten up, looked as if
their owners tried hard to keep them up. Throughout the
neighborhood were signs of children. Toys were strewn across
front lawns, pools could be seen in backyards; not large ones, the
above ground kind that could be easily taken down each year.
Driveways had bikes cluttering their lengths.
Jamie knew that a neighborhood such as this was probably one
that would be productive, if he were to spend some time and look
around a bit. With somewhat an interest in finding new
boyfriends, and more of exploring the new area, Jamie began to
walk around, taking everything in as he walked up and down the
streets.
The kids that Jamie walked passed were cute, he thought, and
they looked as if one made friends with them, the would be easy
to seduce. The thought bothered him a little, but excited him as
well. He realized that he wanted to find a new friend for sex. He
was horney, and he had not really had "real" sex with a boy for
quite a while.
Eventually Jamie wandered down a street which looked to be a
dead end. As he reached the corner of the street, he noticed that
there was a path which led into an undeveloped area. Jamie
decided to follow the path for a while to see where it came out.
A few feet onto the path, Jamie realized that it was one that was
used quite frequently by neighborhood boys. He smiled to himself
when looking off to either side of the path, he would see signs of
past "forts," and tree houses. It was an area which boys played in,
for sure.
After walking for about five minutes, noticing that the area was
quickly turning into woods, Jamie spotted something, or someone
out of the corner of his eye. He had got a glimpse of something,
but he wasn't sure what it was. He decided to investigate, and so
he moved off the path, and towards the area in which he had seen
movement.
For a few minutes Jamie did not see anything, and he thought that
he had imagined it. A few more steps, however, and he found that
he was right. There was someone playing in the area. Jamie
almost tripped over the boy, who was down on his hands and
knees running his fingers through the soft undergrowth.
"Whoops!" Jamie gasped, as he tried to keep himself from falling,
and stepping on the kid. "Sorry, I didn't see you."
"That's OK" the kid responded, trying to get back up to his feet
again.
Jamie looked the boy over as he stood, and brushed the leaves and
dirt from his naked knees. Jamie smiled to himself as his penis
began to stir in his pants. The kid was not very old, but he was
cute as hell. He had a trim, cute-looking body, with blonde hair
and deep blue eyes. Jamie's heart skipped a beat when he looked
at the boy's puffy red lips. The kid was really cute, Jamie thought
to himself. Really cute.
The younger boy looked at Jamie a little concerned at first, but as
he watched the older boy smile at him, he began to look more
relaxed. Jamie realized that he was not afraid like the younger
boys at the streams, who knew what it meant to be found alone by
an older boy. The little boy was alarmed because the boy was a
stranger, one who he did not know. Like all little boys, the kid
was worried if Jamie would be friendly, or someone who would
want to beat him up. Being beaten up was something which the
kids in his neighborhood were very much use to.
Eventually the little boy began to relax around Jamie. It was
apparent that the older kid was nice and not mean, which meant
that he would not have to run for his life. After a few minutes of
awkward small talk, Jamie learned that the boy's name was
Timmy, that he was seven; almost eight, and that he lived a few
blocks away. Jamie also learned that he was looking for small
land salamanders which he took home and added to his empty fish
tank which he had set up as a home for the small lizards.
After a few more minutes of getting to know each other, the way
that all kids do with new friends, Jamie told the kid that he would
help him find more of them if he wanted. The young boy smiled at
Jamie and told him that it would be great. The two youths began
to walk around, searching for likely spots in which they would
find pets for the boy.
After about ten minutes the two boys had found about a dozen
more of the little critters. The young boy told Jamie that they had
found enough, and that he wanted to bring them home and put
them in his tank. Jamie began to panic. He had got so wrapped up
in hunting the lizards, that he did not realize that the kid would
take off once they had found enough.
All while they searched, Jamie had been watching the kid. The
boy was wearing a plain white tee-shirt, and a pair of tight short
pants. From the way the shorts looked on the kid, Jamie realized
that he probably wasn't wearing any underpants, something
which excited the older boy. Jamie loved the way that the little kid
waved his little backside around as he would dig around looking
for the animals.
Jamie knew that he had to do something if he were going to score
with the kid, and he had to do something real soon. Moving closer
to the boy to get a look at their catch, Jamie let his arm fall around
the shoulders of the little boy. He was pleased when the boy did
not respond to his move.
As they watched the lizards, and talked about each of them, Jamie
began to get a little braver. He let his hand begin to slowly
massage the boy's neck. The younger boy looked up at Jamie
questioningly for a moment, but when he saw Jamie's smile, he
relaxed again.
The boy did not protest either, when Jamie let his hand wander
down the boy's back, rubbing it up and down over the kid's tee-
shirt. On an impulse, Jamie asked the little kid if he had ever had
anybody rub his back real good. The kid looked up at the older
boy a little funny, but he replied that he had not. Jamie told him
that he liked to get back rubs, that they felt really good.
Looking like he was deep in thought, Jamie turned to the kid and
told him that he would like to get a back rub, and that he would
give him a good back rub if he would rub him as well. The kid
said something about having to get home to take care of his catch,
but Jamie was persistent, telling him that it would only take a few
minutes, and that it would feel really good.
Timmy finally agreed to the back rub, but hesitated a bit when
Jamie told him to take his shirt off and to lie on the ground on top
of it on his stomach. Jamie was a little alarmed when he saw the
boy hesitating, and quickly told him that it felt better on the skin
rather than the shirt. To make his point, and to keep the kid calm,
Jamie pulled his own shirt off as he talked.
The little kid smiled as Jamie flexed himself, now shirtless, and
pulled off his own shirt. Jamie helped him to arrange his shirt on
the ground, and then to lie on it so that his chest would not get
dirty. Jamie smiled to himself as Timmy's naked chest came into
view. The kid was small, and he was kind of skinny, but he had a
cute little chest, with tiny nipples and a belly button which pointed
outwards.
The boy's skin looked very smooth, which excited the older boy
even more.
For Jamie it was love at first touch. The kid's body was firm, his
skin nice and warm to the touch. The skin on the boy's back was
smoother than he had ever experienced, and he noticed that it was
almost transparent. He could almost see everything which laid
under the boy's skin. Wasting no time, Jamie began to run his
hands over the boy's back.
End Part 11
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