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Stevie's Seduction part 2

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It’s hard to describe my feelings as I entered my bedroom. In some strange way even though I realized what we had done was wrong I nevertheless felt strangely exhilarated and excited by what Carl had made me do whilst, at the same time, terrified that my grandparents or friends would find out. I could still feel my heart pounding at the back of my throat and a kind of pressure in my ears. My limbs felt heavy and it was difficult to stand as my legs felt like jelly. Taking off my clothes with trembling fingers I slid into my big soft bed and lay there thinking back over what had just taken place. My mind was awhirl with it all and I realized that, without thinking, I had taken my cock in my hand in the same wa

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y as I had done to Carl. It began to stiffen immediately as I went back over in my mind the things that had taken place. Part of me wondered and indeed hoped if he would come up to my room as he had said and part of me dreaded it actually happening.

THEN I HEARD THE CREAK OF FOOTSTEPS COMING UP THE STAIRS.

My heart started pounding faster with anticipation and it was difficult to breathe. I heard him approaching across the landing until he was outside my door. "Are you in bed yet, sweetie" he whispered in a low voice and I croaked back a timid "yes". "Good" he said and slowly pushed the door open. As I looked up I gave out an involuntary little gasp of shock and panic - he was totally naked in the doorway, his penis standing erect, hard and somehow menacing. With wide eyes I stared at him. His skin was very dark, almost Negroid, and his body was highly muscled with a weightlifter's 6 pack and well-developed arms and legs. He was obviously a very fit man who worked out a lot. He was very hairy on the chest, arms and legs, appearing almost gorilla-like in the subdued light from my bedside lamp. In his hand he held what looked like a tube of toothpaste.

"What are you doing" I stuttered but he just smiled as he walked towards the bed. "No, please, you mustn’t" I stammered but he just went "shhh" again, still with that strange smile on his face. "Time to turn you into my girlfriend, honey" he said. Puzzled, I replied "But I'm a boy." "Hey what the heck" he laughed, "You're a hell of a lot prettier than some of the girls I've balled, sweetcakes. Move over so I can climb in with you for a cuddle." With that he pulled back the sheets and slid into the bed alongside me. I hadn't moved across so his body brushed against mine and the feel of it made me shudder involuntarily, not from repulsion but from pent-up anticipation of what was happening as I felt the heat from his body and his hard cock press against my thigh.

"Please, you mustn't" I begged again as he put his arm across my chest and started to caress my nipples slowly and gently with his fingers while his other hand slid down my body to close gently over my cock and balls. As I gasped and struggled slightly he hissed "shhh" again and held me tightly against him until I stopped struggling. I remember I was mumbling over and over "No, please, you mustn't" whilst at the same time doing very little to stop him. It was as though I was totally under his power, unable or unwilling to struggle free and, deep down, the new, scary, strangely exciting sexual stirrings I was experiencing made me want him to continue. 

When he sensed I had relaxed and was no longer trying to stop him, he gave a little chuckle, leaned over towards me and brushed my lips with his tongue several times backwards and forwards before kissing me fully. I was in no fit state by this time to resist his advances even when he parted my lips with his and slipped his tongue into my mouth. It was as though I was mesmerized and it was all a dream. 

Despite the trauma of what was taking place, I began to feel strangely aroused and found myself responding to his kisses, my eyes closed. My cock was hard in his hand and when he whispered in my ear to play with his, I found myself doing it without knowing when I had started to. After kissing, stroking and licking me for what seemed like ages, I had calmed down sufficiently to realize I was really enjoying the strange feelings he had aroused in me, so that, when he started to slide his lips down my neck to circle my nipples with his tongue, I just squirmed with pleasure, closing my eyes to the strangely erotic sensations pulsing through my body.

His lips and tongue had reached my navel before I realized what he had in mind and it was too late to even think of stopping him as he took my cock slowly into his mouth sliding his wet lips down the length of it. I remember gasping "NO" and half-heartedly trying to push his head away but the feelings were so weirdly erotic that, in reality, I did not want him to stop. The heat and wetness inside his mouth on my virgin cock were just so incredible, sensations I can recall to this day. My bottom was lifting from the bed and my hips were writhing in response to the strokes of his tongue on my cock.

I think he realized I was on the point of exploding from the pleasure he was giving me as he stopped and slid back up the bed, wrapping his arms round me as he whispered, "Did you like that?" I could only nod shyly because I was too carried away to speak. "I like it done to me too, sweetie," he said, "Why don’t you do it for me. You will just love the feel of my cock in your mouth." My head was shaking but I knew I was going to do it, so I did not resist as he pushed on my shoulders until I found myself inches from his hard cock. It looked huge to me, purple and angry and gave off a strangely pungent exciting smell. Tentatively I touched it with my slightly parted lips as he had done to me and it felt so hot and silky. I heard him give a small groan and his hand closed round the back of my head as he encouraged me to take him deeper into my mouth. As my lips parted he pulled my head down and I felt him slide deeply into my mouth, so much so that I almost gagged as he reached the back of my throat. He groaned again and his hips twisted. “Jesus, that’s just so fucking good” he murmured, “Use your tongue on me, baby.”

I ran my tongue round the bloated tip of his cock whilst sliding my mouth up and down its length as he had done to me. I could hear him breathing raggedly until, finally, he pulled me roughly off, groaning, “Stop, stop it’s just too fucking great but I want to come inside you.”  He pulled me back up the bed and started kissing me wetly again and I could feel his cock pulsing against my body. Reaching across to the bedside table he took the tube of what I had thought was toothpaste and squeezed some of the contents onto his fingers. Reaching behind me he began to massage the substance between the cheeks of my bottom concentrating on the tight opening of my anus. As he did so, I felt first one then two of his fingers slip into me causing strange sensations within me so that I gasped and asked timidly, “Wh-wh-what are you doing that for?” “’Cos you’re about to get your first fuck honey” he replied. This got me really scared as I realized what he meant and intended. I squirmed against him, almost in tears. “No, no, you can’t,” I cried out in panic, “You’ll hurt me.”

“No I wont” He replied, “I’ll be very gentle and I promise you’ll love it. Trust me, once you’ve been fucked, you’ll want it every day and, baby, you’ll only have to want it and I’ll be there to give it to you”. With that he turned my reluctant body over and held me tightly from behind, one hand stroking my nipples, the other holding my cock. I could feel the hardness of him pressing into the cheeks of my bottom and I was literally shivering with the dread of what it would be like. Because he had lubricated my bottom so well, his cock slipped easily between my cheeks and I felt it pressing at the mouth of my opening. “Draw your knees up,” he hissed quietly and, as I did, I felt his cock press against my entrance and stretch me open as it began to enter. I wish I could say it really hurt but, in reality, it didn’t. I had a strange sensation of fullness down there and, yes, a sort of pain as my young elastic muscles relaxed to accommodate him but, once he had slid the head in, it just felt really nice and I squirmed from the strange pleasures I was experiencing. This only caused his cock to sink deeper into me until I could feel his stomach pressing against my bottom and hear his breath escape as he groaned “Ohhh yehhh”.

He held me to him for several seconds, motionless, and I could feel him throbbing inside me. “Holy shit but you’re so tight” he hissed, “Does it hurt, baby?” I was quite incapable of speech by this time and could only shake my head slightly, impaled for my first time on a man’s hard cock. “OK, so does it feel nice then” he asked and this time, as I nodded he said “Told you” and slid his cock out and then back into me making me gasp. “Shit, it’s so damn hot and tight in there, sweetie, I aint gonna last long” he groaned, “tell me when you’re coming” He began stroking my cock, which had gone soft as he invaded me, but quickly hardened to his touch. I felt the tingling starting and cried out “I’m getting the feeling, oh God, I’m getting the feeling”

Immediately he began pistoning his cock in and out of me, the friction against my inner walls like nothing I had ever before experienced. Suddenly, without warning, I was wracked by my first real incredible orgasm, making me writhe and cry out as though I were in agony. Carl matched me with a long drawn-out growl and, as I spurted for the first time, spilling my liquid into his hand, he went rigid and, with an almost animal howl began to come into me. I could feel each of his convulsions and it seemed he was never going to stop as he poured himself into me with great spurts until I was awash and it was bubbling out of me past his deeply embedded cock.

We were both panting from our exertions, my body still impaled on his softening cock. “Well, little Stevie, that was just great for me so how about you. Did you like it?” he asked softly. I could only nod. “So do you want to be my girl from now on and let me fuck you some more?” and again I nodded. “So let me hear you say it then, baby. Say ‘please let me be your girl, Carl and fuck me all the time’” and I repeated it to him shyly, blushing with the embarrassment of asking him to fuck me again. “OK then, sweetie, you know where I sleep. Come to me later when your folks have gone to bed and I’ll fuck you senseless” he said, staring into my eyes. “And remember, Stevie, this has to be our secret. No one must ever know. We’d both get into one hell of a lot of trouble.” I assured him I would never tell anyone and he slipped out of my bed, ruffled my hair, kissed me on the lips and walked out.

To be continued……….

 

 





 





 

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It’s hard to describe my feelings as I entered my bedroom. In some strange way even though I realized what we had done was wrong I nevertheless felt strangely exhilarated and excited by what Carl had made me do whilst, at the same time, terrified that my grandparents or friends would find out. I could still feel my heart pounding at the back of my throat and a kind of pressure in my ears. My limbs felt heavy and it was difficult to stand as my legs felt like jelly. Taking off my clothes with trembling fingers I slid into my big soft bed and lay there thinking back over what had just taken place. My mind was awhirl with it all and I realized that, without thinking, I had taken my cock in my hand in the same way 

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;as I had done to Carl. It began to stiffen immediately as I went back over in my mind the things that had taken place. Part of me wondered and indeed hoped if he would come up to my room as he had said and part of me dreaded it actually happening.

THEN I HEARD THE CREAK OF FOOTSTEPS COMING UP THE STAIRS.

My heart started pounding faster with anticipation and it was difficult to breathe. I heard him approaching across the landing until he was outside my door. "Are you in bed yet, sweetie" he whispered in a low voice and I croaked back a timid "yes". "Good" he said and slowly pushed the door open. As I looked up I gave out an involuntary little gasp of shock and panic - he was totally naked in the doorway, his penis standing erect, hard and somehow menacing. With wide eyes I stared at him. His skin was very dark, almost Negroid, and his body was highly muscled with a weightlifter's 6 pack and well-developed arms and legs. He was obviously a very fit man who worked out a lot. He was very hairy on the chest, arms and legs, appearing almost gorilla-like in the subdued light from my bedside lamp. In his hand he held what looked like a tube of toothpaste.

"What are you doing" I stuttered but he just smiled as he walked towards the bed. "No, please, you mustn’t" I stammered but he just went "shhh" again, still with that strange smile on his face. "Time to turn you into my girlfriend, honey" he said. Puzzled, I replied "But I'm a boy." "Hey what the heck" he laughed, "You're a hell of a lot prettier than some of the girls I've balled, sweetcakes. Move over so I can climb in with you for a cuddle." With that he pulled back the sheets and slid into the bed alongside me. I hadn't moved across so his body brushed against mine and the feel of it made me shudder involuntarily, not from repulsion but from pent-up anticipation of what was happening as I felt the heat from his body and his hard cock press against my thigh.

"Please, you mustn't" I begged again as he put his arm across my chest and started to caress my nipples slowly and gently with his fingers while his other hand slid down my body to close gently over my cock and balls. As I gasped and struggled slightly he hissed "shhh" again and held me tightly against him until I stopped struggling. I remember I was mumbling over and over "No, please, you mustn't" whilst at the same time doing very little to stop him. It was as though I was totally under his power, unable or unwilling to struggle free and, deep down, the new, scary, strangely exciting sexual stirrings I was experiencing made me want him to continue. 

When he sensed I had relaxed and was no longer trying to stop him, he gave a little chuckle, leaned over towards me and brushed my lips with his tongue several times backwards and forwards before kissing me fully. I was in no fit state by this time to resist his advances even when he parted my lips with his and slipped his tongue into my mouth. It was as though I was mesmerized and it was all a dream. 

Despite the trauma of what was taking place, I began to feel strangely aroused and found myself responding to his kisses, my eyes closed. My cock was hard in his hand and when he whispered in my ear to play with his, I found myself doing it without knowing when I had started to. After kissing, stroking and licking me for what seemed like ages, I had calmed down sufficiently to realize I was really enjoying the strange feelings he had aroused in me, so that, when he started to slide his lips down my neck to circle my nipples with his tongue, I just squirmed with pleasure, closing my eyes to the strangely erotic sensations pulsing through my body.

His lips and tongue had reached my navel before I realized what he had in mind and it was too late to even think of stopping him as he took my cock slowly into his mouth sliding his wet lips down the length of it. I remember gasping "NO" and half-heartedly trying to push his head away but the feelings were so weirdly erotic that, in reality, I did not want him to stop. The heat and wetness inside his mouth on my virgin cock were just so incredible, sensations I can recall to this day. My bottom was lifting from the bed and my hips were writhing in response to the strokes of his tongue on my cock.

I think he realized I was on the point of exploding from the pleasure he was giving me as he stopped and slid back up the bed, wrapping his arms round me as he whispered, "Did you like that?" I could only nod shyly because I was too carried away to speak. "I like it done to me too, sweetie," he said, "Why don’t you do it for me. You will just love the feel of my cock in your mouth." My head was shaking but I knew I was going to do it, so I did not resist as he pushed on my shoulders until I found myself inches from his hard cock. It looked huge to me, purple and angry and gave off a strangely pungent exciting smell. Tentatively I touched it with my slightly parted lips as he had done to me and it felt so hot and silky. I heard him give a small groan and his hand closed round the back of my head as he encouraged me to take him deeper into my mouth. As my lips parted he pulled my head down and I felt him slide deeply into my mouth, so much so that I almost gagged as he reached the back of my throat. He groaned again and his hips twisted. “Jesus, that’s just so fucking good” he murmured, “Use your tongue on me, baby.”

I ran my tongue round the bloated tip of his cock whilst sliding my mouth up and down its length as he had done to me. I could hear him breathing raggedly until, finally, he pulled me roughly off, groaning, “Stop, stop it’s just too fucking great but I want to come inside you.”  He pulled me back up the bed and started kissing me wetly again and I could feel his cock pulsing against my body. Reaching across to the bedside table he took the tube of what I had thought was toothpaste and squeezed some of the contents onto his fingers. Reaching behind me he began to massage the substance between the cheeks of my bottom concentrating on the tight opening of my anus. As he did so, I felt first one then two of his fingers slip into me causing strange sensations within me so that I gasped and asked timidly, “Wh-wh-what are you doing that for?” “’Cos you’re about to get your first fuck honey” he replied. This got me really scared as I realized what he meant and intended. I squirmed against him, almost in tears. “No, no, you can’t,” I cried out in panic, “You’ll hurt me.”

“No I wont” He replied, “I’ll be very gentle and I promise you’ll love it. Trust me, once you’ve been fucked, you’ll want it every day and, baby, you’ll only have to want it and I’ll be there to give it to you”. With that he turned my reluctant body over and held me tightly from behind, one hand stroking my nipples, the other holding my cock. I could feel the hardness of him pressing into the cheeks of my bottom and I was literally shivering with the dread of what it would be like. Because he had lubricated my bottom so well, his cock slipped easily between my cheeks and I felt it pressing at the mouth of my opening. “Draw your knees up,” he hissed quietly and, as I did, I felt his cock press against my entrance and stretch me open as it began to enter. I wish I could say it really hurt but, in reality, it didn’t. I had a strange sensation of fullness down there and, yes, a sort of pain as my young elastic muscles relaxed to accommodate him but, once he had slid the head in, it just felt really nice and I squirmed from the strange pleasures I was experiencing. This only caused his cock to sink deeper into me until I could feel his stomach pressing against my bottom and hear his breath escape as he groaned “Ohhh yehhh”.

He held me to him for several seconds, motionless, and I could feel him throbbing inside me. “Holy shit but you’re so tight” he hissed, “Does it hurt, baby?” I was quite incapable of speech by this time and could only shake my head slightly, impaled for my first time on a man’s hard cock. “OK, so does it feel nice then” he asked and this time, as I nodded he said “Told you” and slid his cock out and then back into me making me gasp. “Shit, it’s so damn hot and tight in there, sweetie, I aint gonna last long” he groaned, “tell me when you’re coming” He began stroking my cock, which had gone soft as he invaded me, but quickly hardened to his touch. I felt the tingling starting and cried out “I’m getting the feeling, oh God, I’m getting the feeling”

Immediately he began pistoning his cock in and out of me, the friction against my inner walls like nothing I had ever before experienced. Suddenly, without warning, I was wracked by my first real incredible orgasm, making me writhe and cry out as though I were in agony. Carl matched me with a long drawn-out growl and, as I spurted for the first time, spilling my liquid into his hand, he went rigid and, with an almost animal howl began to come into me. I could feel each of his convulsions and it seemed he was never going to stop as he poured himself into me with great spurts until I was awash and it was bubbling out of me past his deeply embedded cock.

We were both panting from our exertions, my body still impaled on his softening cock. “Well, little Stevie, that was just great for me so how about you. Did you like it?” he asked softly. I could only nod. “So do you want to be my girl from now on and let me fuck you some more?” and again I nodded. “So let me hear you say it then, baby. Say ‘please let me be your girl, Carl and fuck me all the time’” and I repeated it to him shyly, blushing with the embarrassment of asking him to fuck me again. “OK then, sweetie, you know where I sleep. Come to me later when your folks have gone to bed and I’ll fuck you senseless” he said, staring into my eyes. “And remember, Stevie, this has to be our secret. No one must ever know. We’d both get into one hell of a lot of trouble.” I assured him I would never tell anyone and he slipped out of my bed, ruffled my hair, kissed me on the lips and walked out.

To be continued……….

 

 

Stevie's Seduction Part 3

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I lay there for a few moments after Carl had left, my heart pounding wildly as his sperm oozed slowly from my distended opening. I could still feel the sensation of his cock buried inside me, the slight ache reminding me of what he had just done to my 13-year old virgin body. Then, fearing my grandparents might return home early, I leapt from the bed and went into my bathroom to clean up.
 
After showering, I checked my bed but the stains on the under sheet weren’t too bad, so I climbed back i
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n and tried to rest but sleep was impossible. I was far too overwhelmed by events, my mind a turmoil of conflicting emotions. I knew what we had just done was very naughty and I could be in serious trouble if my grandparents ever found out. Yet, at the same time, the intensity of the feelings Carl had aroused in me were strangely overwhelming and quickly overcame my fears as I found myself stroking my young dick, which had grown hard again.
 
Later, I heard my grandparents come in and the familiar sounds of them coming up to bed but still I lay there wide-awake remembering that Carl had told me to come to him after they were asleep if I wanted to be fucked again. Deep inside I knew I did want to relive the experience but, at the same time, I didn’t know if I dared. I was terrified both of the effect the previous fucking had had on me and of my grandparents finding out. Finally, when I was sure they were asleep, I could resist temptation no longer, slipped out of bed and tiptoed across the landing to Carl’s bedroom. The door was ajar and made no sound as I eased it open and went in. Carl was lying naked on his back breathing deeply, the bedclothes thrown back. I gave a little shiver of nervous apprehension as I looked at his muscular hairy body, my eyes dwelling on his still swollen penis and sac lying heavily across his thigh. I found it difficult to believe that something so big and, somehow, menacing could have invaded my body so deeply without causing me severe pain.
 
My heart was racing, my limbs felt heavy and again I experienced that strange feeling of being under his complete control as I reached out a hand to gently stroke his shaft, which instantly twitched and began to swell. Becoming more daring I bent forward and took the head of it into my mouth, running my tongue over it as Carl had shown me. It was an incredible sensation to feel it grow in my mouth, the taste of our recent activities in some way heightening the eroticism. Carl began to stir and mutter something, and then I felt his hand caressing the back of my neck encouraging me to take him deeper. He groaned, “Jesus, that feels good, you horny little bitch” and thrust hard into my throat causing me to gag.
 
“So you want to fool around some more do you, baby?” he whispered but I could only nod my head and gurgle with his huge dick fucking my mouth and throat. Pulling me off, he dragged me onto the bed, took me roughly in his arms and began kissing me deeply, his tongue replacing his cock, his hands all over my body. It had evidently greatly aroused him that I had gone to him voluntarily as he had asked and woken him in the way I had. I think also the fact that my grandparents were in the next room only added a frisson of dangerous excitement for him.
 
He was certainly much less gentle with me this time but, in a way, I found this strangely arousing. It’s difficult to explain but it was as if, being used solely for his pleasure, I had no control over what was happening to me, no ability to say yes or no. So I guess, looking back, if I had not been the one who had gone to him, I was virtually raped on this occasion because he quickly rolled me over onto my tummy, pulled me up by my hips to a kneeling position, buried my face in the pillow and tried to force his hugely swollen cock into me. At first it wouldn’t go in, as I was too tight and dry and, unlike the previous occasion, this time it did hurt as he started to stretch me open. I cried out against the pain, the noise fortunately muffled by the pillow, tears welling in my eyes but Carl was not to be detered. I heard him spit, then rub a wet hand over my hole before once more trying to force himself into me. This time he succeeded, the moisture aiding his entry, and I felt myself painfully distend to accommodate him, biting my lip against the hurt. Finally he managed to get the head in and, with a low animal moan, thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt inside my young body.
 
Fortunately, once he had fully entered me, the pain started to subside so that, as he began to fuck me with long hard strokes, I found myself responding to him, pushing back onto his cock as he was thrusting forward. He was so deep inside me I could feel his balls slapping against me until, with a sob, he went rigid and I felt his cock pulsing over and over again as he came into me. Finally, with a shudder, he fell sideways pulling me with him still impaled on his cock, his breath ragged as he held me so tight I could scarcely breathe. His left hand had gone to my nipples, which he began to pinch gently as his right hand slowly milked my young cock until, for the second time that night, I too reached orgasm, the new-found wicked pleasure rippling through my body, heightened by the feel of his cock still inside me.
 
We lay there for several minutes, locked together, drowsy from our exertions and, as I began to drift into sleep, I heard him whisper, “Tomorrow’s Saturday and you and I are going fishing, sweetie. OK?” Realising he had further plans for me the next day, my mouth turned up in a slight smile as I nodded and drifted away to sleep.
 
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It’s hard to describe my feelings as I entered my bedroom. In some strange way even though I realized what we had done was wrong I nevertheless felt strangely exhilarated and excited by what Carl had made me do whilst, at the same time, terrified that my grandparents or friends would find out. I could still feel my heart pounding at the back of my throat and a kind of pressure in my ears. My limbs felt heavy and it was difficult to stand as my legs felt like jelly. Taking off my clothes with trembling fingers I slid into my big soft bed and lay there thinking back over what had just taken place. My mind was awhirl with it all and I realized that, without thinking, I had taken my cock in my hand in the same way 

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;as I had done to Carl. It began to stiffen immediately as I went back over in my mind the things that had taken place. Part of me wondered and indeed hoped if he would come up to my room as he had said and part of me dreaded it actually happening.

THEN I HEARD THE CREAK OF FOOTSTEPS COMING UP THE STAIRS.

My heart started pounding faster with anticipation and it was difficult to breathe. I heard him approaching across the landing until he was outside my door. "Are you in bed yet, sweetie" he whispered in a low voice and I croaked back a timid "yes". "Good" he said and slowly pushed the door open. As I looked up I gave out an involuntary little gasp of shock and panic - he was totally naked in the doorway, his penis standing erect, hard and somehow menacing. With wide eyes I stared at him. His skin was very dark, almost Negroid, and his body was highly muscled with a weightlifter's 6 pack and well-developed arms and legs. He was obviously a very fit man who worked out a lot. He was very hairy on the chest, arms and legs, appearing almost gorilla-like in the subdued light from my bedside lamp. In his hand he held what looked like a tube of toothpaste.

"What are you doing" I stuttered but he just smiled as he walked towards the bed. "No, please, you mustn’t" I stammered but he just went "shhh" again, still with that strange smile on his face. "Time to turn you into my girlfriend, honey" he said. Puzzled, I replied "But I'm a boy." "Hey what the heck" he laughed, "You're a hell of a lot prettier than some of the girls I've balled, sweetcakes. Move over so I can climb in with you for a cuddle." With that he pulled back the sheets and slid into the bed alongside me. I hadn't moved across so his body brushed against mine and the feel of it made me shudder involuntarily, not from repulsion but from pent-up anticipation of what was happening as I felt the heat from his body and his hard cock press against my thigh.

"Please, you mustn't" I begged again as he put his arm across my chest and started to caress my nipples slowly and gently with his fingers while his other hand slid down my body to close gently over my cock and balls. As I gasped and struggled slightly he hissed "shhh" again and held me tightly against him until I stopped struggling. I remember I was mumbling over and over "No, please, you mustn't" whilst at the same time doing very little to stop him. It was as though I was totally under his power, unable or unwilling to struggle free and, deep down, the new, scary, strangely exciting sexual stirrings I was experiencing made me want him to continue. 

When he sensed I had relaxed and was no longer trying to stop him, he gave a little chuckle, leaned over towards me and brushed my lips with his tongue several times backwards and forwards before kissing me fully. I was in no fit state by this time to resist his advances even when he parted my lips with his and slipped his tongue into my mouth. It was as though I was mesmerized and it was all a dream. 

Despite the trauma of what was taking place, I began to feel strangely aroused and found myself responding to his kisses, my eyes closed. My cock was hard in his hand and when he whispered in my ear to play with his, I found myself doing it without knowing when I had started to. After kissing, stroking and licking me for what seemed like ages, I had calmed down sufficiently to realize I was really enjoying the strange feelings he had aroused in me, so that, when he started to slide his lips down my neck to circle my nipples with his tongue, I just squirmed with pleasure, closing my eyes to the strangely erotic sensations pulsing through my body.

His lips and tongue had reached my navel before I realized what he had in mind and it was too late to even think of stopping him as he took my cock slowly into his mouth sliding his wet lips down the length of it. I remember gasping "NO" and half-heartedly trying to push his head away but the feelings were so weirdly erotic that, in reality, I did not want him to stop. The heat and wetness inside his mouth on my virgin cock were just so incredible, sensations I can recall to this day. My bottom was lifting from the bed and my hips were writhing in response to the strokes of his tongue on my cock.

I think he realized I was on the point of exploding from the pleasure he was giving me as he stopped and slid back up the bed, wrapping his arms round me as he whispered, "Did you like that?" I could only nod shyly because I was too carried away to speak. "I like it done to me too, sweetie," he said, "Why don’t you do it for me. You will just love the feel of my cock in your mouth." My head was shaking but I knew I was going to do it, so I did not resist as he pushed on my shoulders until I found myself inches from his hard cock. It looked huge to me, purple and angry and gave off a strangely pungent exciting smell. Tentatively I touched it with my slightly parted lips as he had done to me and it felt so hot and silky. I heard him give a small groan and his hand closed round the back of my head as he encouraged me to take him deeper into my mouth. As my lips parted he pulled my head down and I felt him slide deeply into my mouth, so much so that I almost gagged as he reached the back of my throat. He groaned again and his hips twisted. “Jesus, that’s just so fucking good” he murmured, “Use your tongue on me, baby.”

I ran my tongue round the bloated tip of his cock whilst sliding my mouth up and down its length as he had done to me. I could hear him breathing raggedly until, finally, he pulled me roughly off, groaning, “Stop, stop it’s just too fucking great but I want to come inside you.”  He pulled me back up the bed and started kissing me wetly again and I could feel his cock pulsing against my body. Reaching across to the bedside table he took the tube of what I had thought was toothpaste and squeezed some of the contents onto his fingers. Reaching behind me he began to massage the substance between the cheeks of my bottom concentrating on the tight opening of my anus. As he did so, I felt first one then two of his fingers slip into me causing strange sensations within me so that I gasped and asked timidly, “Wh-wh-what are you doing that for?” “’Cos you’re about to get your first fuck honey” he replied. This got me really scared as I realized what he meant and intended. I squirmed against him, almost in tears. “No, no, you can’t,” I cried out in panic, “You’ll hurt me.”

“No I wont” He replied, “I’ll be very gentle and I promise you’ll love it. Trust me, once you’ve been fucked, you’ll want it every day and, baby, you’ll only have to want it and I’ll be there to give it to you”. With that he turned my reluctant body over and held me tightly from behind, one hand stroking my nipples, the other holding my cock. I could feel the hardness of him pressing into the cheeks of my bottom and I was literally shivering with the dread of what it would be like. Because he had lubricated my bottom so well, his cock slipped easily between my cheeks and I felt it pressing at the mouth of my opening. “Draw your knees up,” he hissed quietly and, as I did, I felt his cock press against my entrance and stretch me open as it began to enter. I wish I could say it really hurt but, in reality, it didn’t. I had a strange sensation of fullness down there and, yes, a sort of pain as my young elastic muscles relaxed to accommodate him but, once he had slid the head in, it just felt really nice and I squirmed from the strange pleasures I was experiencing. This only caused his cock to sink deeper into me until I could feel his stomach pressing against my bottom and hear his breath escape as he groaned “Ohhh yehhh”.

He held me to him for several seconds, motionless, and I could feel him throbbing inside me. “Holy shit but you’re so tight” he hissed, “Does it hurt, baby?” I was quite incapable of speech by this time and could only shake my head slightly, impaled for my first time on a man’s hard cock. “OK, so does it feel nice then” he asked and this time, as I nodded he said “Told you” and slid his cock out and then back into me making me gasp. “Shit, it’s so damn hot and tight in there, sweetie, I aint gonna last long” he groaned, “tell me when you’re coming” He began stroking my cock, which had gone soft as he invaded me, but quickly hardened to his touch. I felt the tingling starting and cried out “I’m getting the feeling, oh God, I’m getting the feeling”

Immediately he began pistoning his cock in and out of me, the friction against my inner walls like nothing I had ever before experienced. Suddenly, without warning, I was wracked by my first real incredible orgasm, making me writhe and cry out as though I were in agony. Carl matched me with a long drawn-out growl and, as I spurted for the first time, spilling my liquid into his hand, he went rigid and, with an almost animal howl began to come into me. I could feel each of his convulsions and it seemed he was never going to stop as he poured himself into me with great spurts until I was awash and it was bubbling out of me past his deeply embedded cock.

We were both panting from our exertions, my body still impaled on his softening cock. “Well, little Stevie, that was just great for me so how about you. Did you like it?” he asked softly. I could only nod. “So do you want to be my girl from now on and let me fuck you some more?” and again I nodded. “So let me hear you say it then, baby. Say ‘please let me be your girl, Carl and fuck me all the time’” and I repeated it to him shyly, blushing with the embarrassment of asking him to fuck me again. “OK then, sweetie, you know where I sleep. Come to me later when your folks have gone to bed and I’ll fuck you senseless” he said, staring into my eyes. “And remember, Stevie, this has to be our secret. No one must ever know. We’d both get into one hell of a lot of trouble.” I assured him I would never tell anyone and he slipped out of my bed, ruffled my hair, kissed me on the lips and walked out.

To be continued……….

 

 

Stevie's Seduction - introduction

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I was 13 when my parents were both killed in a car accident and I went to live with my grandparents in Lincolnshire. I was a slim boy with wavy blonde hair, grown long in the fashion of the time, down to my shoulders.

My grandparents were very kind and I soon settled in with them in their rambling old country farmhouse. They gave me a large bedroom with a lovely huge feather bed and I enjoyed a freedom from discipline quite unlike that experienced by other adolescent boys in the area.

Unfortunately, with another person to feed and clothe, my grandparents began to find it difficult to make ends meet and, as their house had 5 bedrooms, they decided to take in an American serviceman from the nearby USAF air station. Most people in the surrounding villages did the

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same thing, as the American air force paid generously to billet their personnel with English families.

Carl was a big man, Iwould guess in his 20's though at the time I thought he was about the same age as my dead father. He was very broad-shouldered, dark skinned in a Latin sort of way with very deep piercing eyes and, in a way, I was a little scared of him. However, he was quite charming and quickly won the hearts and confidence of my grandparents. With me he was always lighthearted and friendly, putting his arms round me in bear hugs, ruffling my hair and complimenting my folks on what a fine young man they had as a grandson. However, several times when we were alone, he would slide an arm around my waist and whisper things like "You're too darn pretty to have been born a boy. It's a pity you aren't a girl or you could be my girlfriend." And he would chuckle and pat my bottom, giving me a wink as he saw my blushes.

My grandparents enjoyed going to the village club on Friday evenings to play Bridge and always came home around 1.00am each week. When I moved in, they had stopped going but, when Carl heard about this, he told them there was no problem and he would "babysit" me while they were out.

About the third time we were alone, I was sitting reading a book at the table and Carl was lounging in an armchair by the fire. Out of the blue he asked me if I had started "jerking off" yet. I knew what he meant because the Americans had introduced this expression though we called it "tossing off" at the time. I went bright red and said "No, of course not" but I probably didn't sound too convincing as it wasn't true. My best friend's older brother had shown us how to do it some months earlier and I did it several times a week to get what we called "the feeling."

"Then it's high time you started young Stevie" said Carl and, when I did not respond, he said "look". I turned to look and gasped. He had his penis out and it was huge and hard and he was slowly rubbing his hand up and down its length, smiling at me. "It's a great feeling" he said, "I do it every day when I can't get any pussy." My heart was pounding in my ears and I felt the colour rise to my cheeks. I felt a kind of terror, that what he was doing was very wrong but I was like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car, rooted to my chair, my mouth dry just staring transfixed at his huge penis. "Get yours out and try" he said but I shook my head. My cock was much smaller than his, even though it was bigger than my friend Colin's and I was far too shy, nervous and embarassed to comply with his request.

"You mustn't do that" I said, "they may come home early and catch you." though we both knew there was no chance of that happning. They enjoyed their evenings too much.

"Come here and do it for me then" he whispered, his dark eyes boring into mine. I gave a small shake of the head and said "please stop" but he just chuckled, still slowly stroking his tool which seemed, if anything, even bigger, swollen with an angry deep purple head. With his other hand he beckoned and said again, "come here" and it was almost as if I was hypnotised. Without knowing how or why, I found myself getting up and going over to stand beside him, my heart pounding and my limbs heavy and literally shivering with the scary anticipation of what might happen next.

He reached out and took my hand guiding it to his rampant penis, whispering, "feel it" My head was shaking a NO but somehow I found his dick in my hand and he was closing my fingers round it. It seemed enormous, hot and hard and, as I held it, I felt it pulsing. "Move your hand up and down" he breathed and, as I did what he asked and slowly stroked it, he sighed and laid back in the armchair. "That feels good little Stevie" he whispered, "don't tell me you've never done that before" and he closed his eyes and groaned.

"We have to stop" I said and, to my surprise, he sat up and said that we should or it would be all over for him. Not knowing exactly what he meant, I stepped back and he said, "I think it's time for you to go up to bed now, sweetie, but I'll come up in a few minutes to tuck you in." And he gave me that slightly twisted smile again. I said OK and left the room on legs which would scarcely carry me. As I shakily climbed the stairs to my room, my head spinning from all that had happened I was filled with dread as to what else he might have in mind if he did, indeed, come to my room...........

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