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Related article: Date: 29 Apr 1999 11:46:29 -0700 From: dctopmanmembers.gayweb.com Subject: Barefoot Boy Barefoot Boy Chapter 2 - MoviesIt actually took me closer to 30 minutes to track down the resident manager and get a key to the new lock on the storage room door. Opening the door to my apartment, I heard the familiar hum of my Bell & Howell projector. As I threw my keys onto the kitchen counter, Stevie immediately sat upright from his previous prone position on my sofa, tucking his legs under him."I'm sorry it took so long. I couldn't find the resident manager. He wasn't in his apartment.""No sweat," Stevie said while never taking his eyes away from the screen. "I was just watching the rest of the movie.""You want another Coke?" I asked."Sure!" Stevie quickly replied.I fetched two Cokes from the refrigerator and walked into the living room which seemed unusually dark due to having just come in from the bright sunshine. I handed Stevie his and almost blindly sat on the middle cushion of the sofa next to Stevie, the toes of his right foot pressed against my upper leg. As our bare skin came into contact, it was as if an electric current passed from his gorgeous foot to my leg. Stevie did not pull away. Instead, he sat very still with his toes touching my leg and stared at the images on the screen."I have never seen such big dicks before," Stevie said. "Are all grown up dicks that big?"Laughing I replied, "No Stevie, unfortunately not.""How big is yours, Mike?I paused for a second or two contemplating the question. I, of course, wanted to strip down right then and there and show this beautiful, tanned kid my cock. But, I didn't dare."Mine is bigger than average but no where near as big as those guys.""What's average? I mean how do I know if mine is OK or not?"I didn't answer right away. I just stared up at the screen watching a rather largely endowed man fuck a smaller man in the ass."Average for a grown guy is like 6 inches; but, don't worry you've still got some growing to do yet."This was like a dream come true. I was sitting in a darkened room in my own apartment watching a gay porno film with a beautiful, half-naked 13 or 14 year old boy. This was happening so fast. I mean just an hour ago I was looking for this kid. Now, he was sitting in my apartment drinking a Coke."How old are you anyway, Stevie?""I'll be 14 in September." And without even pausing he continued, "So how big is yours, Mike?"I paused again before answering. It was almost as if I was losing control of what was happening. I couldn't even have fantasized circumstances like these and yet they were unfolding before me."Mine is a little bigger than average," I said while staring right at Stevie's face. Even his eye lashes were long and beautiful. This kid's face and body were absolutely flawless and deeply tanned."So come on Mike, Preteen Panty Models how big?" Stevie said looking at me now for the first time since the conversation began."Mine is like 8 inches at most.""Wow, you're almost as big as those guys," he said as he looked back toward the screen."No way, Stevie," I said modestly. "Those guys are easily 9 or even 10 inches."I looked down at Stevie's crotch and immediately noticed that the small head of his obviously very hard cock was visible just below the waist band of his hip hugging jeans. He squirmed around a little on the sofa readjusting his legs so the smooth soles of both bare feet were now touching my leg."Can I ask you something, Mike?"Sure," I said."Do you get hard watching this stuff?" Stevie asked innocently.Again I paused. This kid wasn't shy, that's for sure. I began to worry just a little. My infatuation with this boy had now placed me in a very precarious situation. I knew what we were doing was wrong. Yet, I wanted this boy in the worst way. If there was ever a case of out of control hormones, this was it."Oh yeah," I said while still staring at Stevie's crotch trying again to catch a glimpse of his little cock head. "How about you?""Yeah, I am real hard," he said now turning his head toward me again. "Want to see it?"Somewhat shocked, I stammered, "Yeah, let me see it."Stevie immediately stood up and pulled down his jeans. He wasn't wearing any underwear. His 5 inch cock sprang straight up at a slight angle away from his smooth, tanned belly. A very distinct tan line was visible wrapping around low on his gorgeous hips."Now let me see yours," he said.I couldn't stand it any longer. I wanted to show this young boy my cock in the worst possible way. I stood up next to him and pulled down my shorts and underwear. My rather large and very thick 8 inch cock was literally dripping precum and a long string of it connected the tip to the floor where a drop had just landed."Wow, you're huge Mike!" Stevie exclaimed while still standing there with his own little cock hard as a rock."And its dripping!" he exclaimed."That's precum, Stevie" I said."You mean cum."."No, precum. Its like cum except it tastes sweeter."There was another pause as Stevie again contemplated what I had just said."Will my cock get as big as yours, Mike?""You're pretty big for your age, Stevie. Yours might even end up being bigger than mine," I said while slowly pulling my shorts and underwear up."Do you jerk off a lot, Mike?""Where did you learn about all this, Stevie?""The neighborhood we use to live in. There were some older boys who showed me and a friend of mine a lot of stuff about cocks and cum and stuff like that."There were suddenly a hundred questions I wanted to ask this young boy about his encounters with these older boys. But, I decided instead to let him tell me when he was ready. I was very curious though."Do you ever jerk off, Stevie?""I asked you first," he said with a big smile."Yeah, I jerk off. All guys do. And if they tell you they don't, they're lying.""How often do you do it, Mike?""I don't know, maybe a two or three times a week I guess. Sometimes more, sometimes less. How about you?""Wow, I do it like everyday. Sometimes more than once a day." he said with a wide smile."That's not too unusual for a boy your age," I said reassuringly.I stared up at the screen again. The scene had changed once more. There was now a smaller man who looked Hispanic sucking the cocks of two well muscled white studs. I looked back at Stevie who had pulled his jeans up and was now sitting on the soft with his feet on the floor, staring up at the screen. I thought to myself, this kid was really reaching out to me for some reason. Why else would he so quickly, so innocently, accept my invitation to come into my apartment like this. Was he lonely? He lived alone with his mom. Perhaps he just needed a guy to hang out with.The film came to an end and the screen suddenly turned brilliantly white as the take-up reel spun around and around slapping the end of Preteen Panty Models the film Preteen Panty Models against the projector. I reached over and turned the projector off."Have you got any more?""Don't you want to go see your bike," I asked."Oh yeah, I forgot all about the bike. Sure, let's go!"We both stood up and walked toward the door. As Stevie walked in front of me, I placed my hand on his bare shoulder. He leaned his head back and smiled as he stared up at me for just a second. God, this kid's smile could melt glaciers. We walked out into the corridor and I pulled the door closed behind us. It took only a minute or two to reach the storage room where I used the new key to gain entrance. Stevie immediately ran over to the cage with my apartment number on it and looked inside."Awesome bike!""OK, let me find the other key now that opens this thing." I said as I once again fumbled with the large ring of keys.Finally finding the right key and opening the cage, I opened the door wide and Stevie moved quickly to the bike and grabbed the handlebars."Wow, its a 10 speed!""Get it out of there, Stevie. Push it out into the corridor."Stevie wrestled with the bike trying to pull it loose of other paraphernalia in the cage. Finally freeing it, he triumphantly pushed it out into the corridor."Go ahead and push it outside, Preteen Panty Models Stevie," I said as I turned to lock the storage room door.Stevie was way ahead of me and as I finally reached the door leading outside and pushed it open, he was already riding the bike down the sidewalk. It gave me great satisfaction seeing Stevie so happy.The bike's brakes screeched as Stevie stopped right next to me."Really cool bike, Mike!""You use it all you want. Just make sure you lock it up at night or it will surely disappear.""Can I use your storage cage? Ours is all full of junk.""Sure, I'll get some more keys made and give you a set."Just about that time, a rumble of thunder could be heard off in the distance. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw very dark clouds moving quickly toward us."Better get it back inside. Looks like we're going to get some rain.""OK," Stevie said as he jumped off the bike and began pushing it back toward the building."Hey Mike! What's happening?"Turning, there was my married friend who had been sunning himself at the pool earlier. He was still wearing that incredible bathing suit which exposed a rather large bulge."Hi Dale," I said as he walked toward me."Looks like you've made yourself a new friend," he said smiling."Yeah, I just met the kid. He lives in the other building along with his mom. His bike was a wreck so I agreed to let him borrow mine for a while. He seems to be a good kid.""Listen, I just wanted to let you know something my wife just told me.""What's that?" I asked."Some around here think the kid may be selling dope or is at least into something uncool. He just may not be the sweet kid he appears to be.""Selling drugs? Stevie? I kind of doubt that, Dale.""Well, just thought I'd let you know. Wanda seems to think he is up to something no good.""Tell Wanda I said hi and thanks," I said smiling."Take it easy, Mike."As I turned and walked away I couldn't help but feel angry. Man, why do people have to do that, I thought to myself. Here is probably an innocent little kid and some stupid, bored housewife has nothing better to do than screwed up his reputation with rumors and innuendo. Then it dawned on me. I don't even know this kid. I mean I just meant him two hours ago. He could be a mass murderer for all I know.I pulled open the door leading back into the stairwell and entrance to the storage room. Stevie was there but so were two other guys. As I walked in, all three of them suddenly got real quiet and looked in my direction."Hi Mike," Stevie said nervously."Who are your friends?" I asked while noticing that both boys were quite a bit older than Stevie."Well, we'll see you later, Stevie. Don't forget." one of the older boys said almost threateningly.Stevie didn't say anything but went back to trying to maneuver the bike into the small cage as the two boys walked past me and out of the storage room."What was that all about," I inquired."What do you mean.""Those two guys. Are they friends of yours?""They're just a couple of guys I know. They live across the street in the apartments over there.A very loud clap of thunder shook the whole building as the summer afternoon thunderstorm took form outside. I helped Stevie get the bike the rest of the way in and watched as he carefully closed and locked the cage.It was now late afternoon and I was getting hungry."I guess you've got to get home to eat dinner," I said as Stevie and I walked up the stairs to the second floor level."No, my mom is working tonight at Sears.""Really? Want to join me for dinner then?" I asked."OK," he answered almost excitedly. "What time?""Well, we can fix something right now if you're hungry. I know I sure am."Stopping suddenly in the corridor, Stevie said, "There is something I have to do first but I will be back in about an hour."Stevie seemed suddenly very distracted. Almost as if he suddenly remembered something important he was suppose to do."OK," that'll be fine. It'll give me a chance to throw something together for us. I'll see you in an hour.""Bye Mike."I watched as he padded barefoot down the smooth tiled floor toward the exit back to the stairwell. He disappeared through the door. I walked the to my door and opened it. I already missed the kid. Thanks to all of you who have taken the time to send me feedback after reading the first chapter. This is indeed a work in progress so please keep the comments and suggestions coming to me at dctopmanmembers.gayweb.com.
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