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Justin disputed what he had learned silently and with growing conviction
that it was not as wrong as the video and his teacher portrayed. Increasingly,
he wanted to say 'yes'.
"A teacher at school said that it wasn't right," Justin said. "That guys
shouldn't do that to young porn
stuff, even if they want to. He's wrong isn't he, Sergei?"
"There are times when it's right. I think this is one of those times.
We've been friends for more than five years. I've known you since you were a
Justin giggled at the person he liked more than anyone else with the
possible exception of his mother. "You're not wrong, Sergei," he answered
confidently. "The teacher showed us a dumb video and we had to pretend what we
would do. Of course we had to say no, but I'm not sure I really wanted to."
"Perhaps. You're still a young boy and it's the most important
decision you'll ever make. Maybe you're too young to decide what you really
want. You should not rush into something that is so important."
"What if I love you? What if I want to have sex with you? What happens
then? What do I do?" Justin asked anxiously
"That's the way I feel about you, Justin. I want you to love me more
than anything else. As for the other, you only have to lie down on the couch."
Sergei gestured to the supple leather couch against the wall. Justin
followed the man's movement with his eyes. He was confronted by the
unavoidable truth and the strange desire that was demanding his attention.
He took a deep breath as he pondered the inevitable question. He nodded
slightly and swallowed. His blue-green eyes flickered. Hesitantly his hands
moved to his waist and he fumbled with the button nearest his navel. Sergei
stepped forward and gently moved Justin's nervous hands away.
"Let me do it, my angel," he whispered. "I've wanted to see you naked
for so long. You have such a beautiful body."
The man's expert hands unfastened each button of the lycra ballet
tights with deft precision. Gradually the stretchy material parted and
unblemished, creamy-white skin was revealed from the boy's navel to his
briefs. With one simple movement, Sergei lifted the tee shirt up, tickling his
fingers under Justin's arms until the cloth was bunched behind his
shoulders. Without pausing, Sergei's hands moved to the thin, sloped
shoulders, grasped the soft warm material, lifted it over the tousled head,
and gently tugged it down the boy's slender arms. Justin smiled as his torso
was bared by the man he loved. Only a few seconds passed before Sergei's hands
dropped back to grasp the black lycra. The garment was tugged lower. It
followed the perfect contour upskirt young girls
of Justin's lithe, boy's body, dragging with
it, his white briefs. Sergei pushed the bundled clothing down as far as
Justin's knees before he stopped to admire the almost naked boy.
"You're so beautiful!" he exclaimed. "I've watched you for so many years
and tried to imagine you. Over the years I've seen many other boys, but none
of them have ever come close to such perfection."
Justin grinned. "My step-father thinks I'm too skinny," he said
"You have a perfect body."
Sergei's eyes travelled up and down the slender form. He admired the young lollitas porn
slight frame, the narrow hips, taut waist, and squinny shoulders of the
boy's torso. And although his dancer's legs were long and lanky they were
without the angular appearance of some boys. From head to toe, the puppy fat
of his childhood had long since vanished and been replaced by firmly muscled
flesh. He sighed as he focused on Justin's groin, observing still-immature
genitals that were puny but very appropriate for very young mpg
the lean young body.
"Mum tells him it's because I'm built like her and I'm really in good
shape because I dance, but he doesn't care," Justin added nervously. "He
doesn't like me very much because I'm not interested in the same things that
"Justin, I love you," Sergei breathed in an undertone that almost passed
"I,... I guess, well,... that's how I feel too," the boy murmured.
Hesitantly he leaned forward, his supple body bending at the waist as he
pushed his clothes down to his feet. His movement was graceful and as he
straightened up, he moved backward so that he stood next to the leather couch.
For several long seconds he held Sergei's eyes admitting the same interest
that he saw looking back at him. He trembled with growing excitement.
"I want to have sex with you," Sergei admitted to the boy he loved. He
stepped forward, closing the distance between them as he held out his arms.
"Is that what you want, Justin?"
"Uh huh. I want you to love me more than anything."
The lissome boy shivered young pretten girls
as he felt the couch behind his knees. He
stepped forward and the man's hands brushed his flanks. With deliberate
slowness, the hands caressed his chest and stomach, feeling the warm
softness of naked skin. Fascinated by the gentleness of Sergei's hands, Justin
was unmoving. There was no indication of his accelerated heartbeat or even
of increasingly labored breathing. He was aware only of the man before him.
Only Justin's penis moved. The head lifted away from the soft cushion of youngest nude bodies
boy's tiny scrotum. Within seconds the small penis was rigid. It was
unyielding as it pointed young teen rusian
upward. As it lengthened and became inflexible, its
proud young owner trembled again and again. It took all of his resolve not
to leap into the man's embrace. His muscles strained to resist as his heart
pounded harder and harder. He wanted to be held, locked in an embrace that
would shield him from the taunts that would follow him until young exhibitionist
he died. His
nudity did not bother him although it had been several years since another
person, male or female, had seen him naked. With Sergei, Justin realized
that his bare flesh was good. His naked body was something that he should
not be ashamed of. There was no other explanation of why he felt so happy
"You're stiff, just like I am," Sergei said gently.
Justin's eyes widened as he glanced quickly between them. The penis that
protruded adamantly outward from his own groin paled in comparison to the
dominant bulge that had formed young thumbnail pictures
in the man's crotch. Under the thin nylon of
his sweat pants, the shape was clearly defined, even the swollen head was
given form as it pushed relentlessly upwards. To the eleven-year-old boy, it
seemed massive and he studied it curiously as he made the obvious connection
with his own pink projection. Man and boy, so alike, yet so different.
"You do want to do this, don't you, Justin?"
"Uh huh," Justin murmured in awe. "Of course I want to do it."
Sergei eased the boy down on to the couch with a slight push young girls pissing
backwards. Unable to move away, Justin stared as the man unfastened the cord
of his pants and opened the zipper of his sweat shirt. Mesmerized, he
watched as the top pulled back to reveal a chest that was young perteen porn
nearly as hairless
as his own. Then Sergei's pants were pushed down and he grinned as he saw
the man's sex organs. The tumescent penis projected at right young teen 16
angles to the
muscular body. It danced with a life of its own as it bobbed and bounced.
Justin's eyes were locked to it, taking in the reddened, distended
length of it and the rounded glans that was so much darker than young girls pissing
Even as he looked it seemed to swell and become larger, expanding until the
skin was stretched so tightly that it appeared painful. The tip glistened with
a shining bead of freshly expelled lubricant.
"What happens now? Are you going to stick it up my bum now?" Justin
asked meekly. "You can, if you want." he offered gratuitously.
Sergei grinned. "Where on earth did you hear that?"
"From some of the boys at school. That's what they say I do."
"The answer to your question is no. Not unless you really want me to,
but I really don't think you're ready for that yet."
"Then what?" Justin asked.
"You don't have to do anything unless you want to, but I'd like you to
lie down so I can suck your penis," Sergei instructed patiently.
Justin complied with a shy smile. He had spent eleven years obeying
the wishes and requests of adults young sweet schoolgirl
and this afternoon would not be an
exception. Without touching him, Sergei straddled the boy and leaned over
his crotch. His knees were beside Justin's head.
"Sometimes the boys at school call me a cocksucker," Justin confided
in a soft whisper.
He gazed downward, watching intently as Sergei's mouth came closer to
his hard penis. The lips parted, wet by the man's young sweet schoolgirl
tongue, ready to envelop the
child-sized organ. Their eyes met as the man looked along the smooth,
slender body. Guided by a silent and unknown force, Justin's eyes lifted.
Above his head the man's powerful pretten young
penis protruded prominently. he could not
look away even if he had wanted to. His eyes focused on the dangling
scrotum, so much larger than his own hairless pouch. Black hairs curled this
way and that, so very different to his own soft smoothness. The urge to
touch arose in his mind and consumed his inhibition. His desire was ignited
and it burned fearlessly.
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