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Subject: Spunk Junkie SPUNK JUNKIE by Encolpius DISCLAIMER: This is based loosely on a converstation with a reader of another steries I wrote called Little Peter. He provided the hot start to what is a fictional story. I’m sure his real life story is better. The love of a man and a boy can be beautiful. Compliments, comments, complaints to encolpius1@protonmail. com (and I’ve really gotten off hearing people’s stories of having been a loved boy or the adult friend) Please donate to Nifty. A resouce like this makes quarantines livable. Beau is my special friend. He’s 11 and he usually spends a weekend a month with me. Both of us look forward to it and we have lots of fun. This is the weekend. He bursts through the door to my comdo and bounds up the stairs greeting me with a yell as he does. His mother follows in behind him. “As always, thanks George. You’re a life savior and Beau loves it here” “Amd I love having him here” I say, Beau bounds down the stairs, and plants himself in front of me. “Georgie! Did you fix my bike?” “It needed a new rim” “Cool. Let’s go!” he says practically jumping. “Bye Mom!” We didn’t go right then because we said goodbye to his mother the proper way and he was getting more and more impatient and not hiding it well. Then we headed out for a bike ride. He’s not even 5 foot yet but he is brown haired, brown eyed live wire, full of energy. He rides circles around me as I trudge along, an old man of 40. We head back so that he can go to the pool in the complex. He grabs his trunks, board shorts sadly, and brings them downstairs to change in front of me. “I could go skinny dipping Geogie! You’d like that!” “Nooo. Wear your shorts” I say He grins and pulls off his clothes to pull them on. He is naked in front of me. :Lean, boyish, narrowed shouldered. His balls are beginning to drop I think. They are bigger than they used to be. His dick, suprisingly, is big, at least 5 inches long and thicker than you would think, even if it’s not as thick as a ful grown cock. He is hairless, perfectly hairless and he cums dry. He reaches down and tugs on his unit and gets hard in a minute. “We can take a shower together, right? And then ….” “Yeah” He grins. “Good. You;ve been saving it up right? Big load, right? And, like, we can do it like 10 or 20 times? Right?” “I don’t know about 10 or 20 times but you can have all the spunk I got, Beau” “Cool! I wish I could swim in it. Take a bath, fill a bathtub with it and I’d be sitting there, naked in it and dunk my head underneath and have spunk all in my hair” he said. He was hard as a rock and it was sticking up. “That’s a lot of cum” “Yeah” He seemed almost wistful about it. That’s the thing. The kid loves spunk. Jizz, cum, man juice, baby batter. Smen. He loves it. He’s addicted to it. Lovs to see it shoot. He is a spunk junkie. So here is how I came to know about it. I’ve been jacking off for way longer than this thinking about his slim, hairless, firm little body. So sexy. So fine. I was on my bed, convinced that he had settled down, aged 9 at the time, and peeled off my underwear and poured some lube on my hand and slowly began to rub my cock. My eyes closed, thinking about Beau. About the glimpses of him naked, streaaking from the bathroom to the bedroom. Well, not streaking. He made sure I saw. He thought it was funny, shaking his little butt in my direction, swiveling his hips and making his cock, even then big for his age, flop back and too. Beau in his underwear. It made my hard as a rock. Hard and horny. I stroked my long sakarya escort shaft, massaging the head of my cock, fantasizing, imagining Beau naked and hard, his dick pointed up toward his chest, my hand on it or my mouth. I was breathing heavy. My eyes firmly cloesd, my mind fixated on a beautiful boy, the boy I wanted to be my beautiful. I stroked it and then flailed. Finally, I could take no more. I popped a big load, up in the air and then running down my dick, matting my black pubes. I heard rustling in the closet. It’s the kind with folding doors and slats. The door to one is partially open. There are little eyes. “Beau?” I ask “Yes” I hear his little voice, tremulous. And then he comes out. Slowly, head down, ashamed. He is in Spiderman underwear and he has an erection. “I’m sorry Georgie. Please don’t be mad” I tell him it’s okay. It is okay. Of course it is. I pat the bed for him to jump on. Sheepishly, he crawls up on the bed. He knows he was wrong and his curiosity got the better of him but he doesn’t know he was right. I tell him it’s called masturbation but people call it other things too: jacking off, jerking, fapping, spanking the monkey, all kinds of terms. That’s the way it is with sexual things, there’s always a lot of slang terms. But it’s okay to do. It feels good and there’s nothing wrong with it. He aks if I do it because I don’t have a wife. “I don’t like women” “Yeah, that’s cause you’re gay. I forgot. I’m gay, too. Georgie” “Good” I say, pulling him tight up against me. The next day, he asks me if he could get some big boy underpants and I tell him sure. I ask him what he wants and suggest boxers and he agrees. So, the next day we went to Kohl’s and got him a pack of size 6 underwear. X men. He’s 9. I didn’t think anything more about it until that evening when we settled down and I told him to come lay on my bed as I read him some of Treasure Island. When we were done, I was going to send him on his way but he was wired and excited and ran to his room and came back, still dressed in a pair of his new X men underwear but holding another one. He gave it to me. “When you do that thing, you can use that to clean up” he said. I was hard as a rock about that. “And give it back to you?” “No” he said. “You use it every night and then when I come back you give it to me and I give you another one” “Like that one you’re wearing?” “Yeah” he said. “Georgie, can I watch you?” “Yeah” I said. No hesitation. In the two years since, I have never regretted it. I was so hard. Out from the gate I was so hard. Incredibly turned on. I pout some silicone lube on my hand and stroke my stiff cock slowly, all the while looking at the slender small body sitting cross legged on my bed, watching me do it. It was a dream come true. I stroked myself slowly, trying to milk the pleasure of it. Beua didn;t say much but he stared at my cock the whole time. Then, shyly, he reached a hand into his shorts to rub himself. “Let’s pull those off so you can get at it” I said He flopped back on the bed and I pulled off the boxers, libertaing his cock, bigger than most 9 year olds. I poured some lube on his hand so he could fap himself and he slapped his hand back and to across the shaft of it, the hard shaft. “It’s slick” he said. I stopped him and reached my hand over and gently rubbed it. Touching him there. Down there. His dick, It was a thrill. “I like that” He made me stroke myself. He wanted to see me shoot. I played with his as I stroked mine and then he reached over to stroke it. To masturbate me. samsun escort He grinned. He thought it the finest joke in the world. And I did too. I so lusted after him it was reidiculous and now he was doing what i had not even hoped would have happened. But then I had to take over. The pleasure, the pressure was building and I need to be the one stroking it out. I regupted in a geyser of cum. I reached for his shorts to be my cum rag. “No” he said. “I to touch it” He rubbed his hand through the glob of jizz on my pubes and I told him he could eat. He protested that was gross but he did it. He laid on top of me, still hard. “I oke dong sex stuff” he said “Me too” Our second go around, I sucked him off until he had the most amazing dry orgasm. When I was ready to cum, I shot toward his mouth. Most got on his face but some landed in his mouth and he didn’t spit it out. When he left on that Sunday afternoon, Beau reminded me about the underpants and what I should do. A month later it was hard and crusty and Beau loved it. He’s 11 now. Has two years reduced his fascination with cum? Nope. Not a but. Loves it. It’s fesish. I love him and he cares for me and we have fun together but I also know I am a cum factory. So what happens when he finally does shoot? He;s not going to be satisfied with just his own, I promise you that. We are in the shower together, hot water beating down on our bodies — mine covered in fur, his not — and I am horned up pretty well. Beau shyly informs me that he has a boyfriend. I think it’s great. The kid’s name is Gavin. “You two do things?” I ask “Yeah” I don;t know if he is being coy or shy or what I needle it out of him, ticking him the shower as he giggles and pulls away. Gavin is slightly older and a bit more mature. He has a bit of pubic hair. “Can he cum?” “Mmm Hmm” “Does he cum all over you?” He ducks his head. “Not all over me, Not like you, Georgie. But he cums in my mouth” “Like me” “Yeah.” He turns toward me “It doesn’t mean we can’t ,you know, that we can’t. He doesn’t know, I promise” ` I pull him into a hug. “I think you ought to have lots and lots of boyfriends, sweet sexy boy. Drink gallons of spunk.: We have all night. I might cum more than once. His balls are getting bigger and I suck on them, which he likes. I lick on his taint and massage it. He’s just know beginning to get that funky odor men have, just a hint of it. He’s hard from it too. Chubbed up and laying flopped over on his lean flat torso. Long enough to be a man’s dick or close to it but not as thick, he has a fine tool and one day very soon he will be a hung stud. The size queen bottoms will be lined up to take it. I have to massage it with my tongue, love on it, worship his boyhood pride. He gasps and leans back when I do. It feels good and he wants me to keep going and, in the doing, I am horned up and willing. After a while, he shivers and squirms underneath it, the first dry orgasm of the night. Thrre will be more. He is as addicted to orggasm as he is to the spunk that would result. He sucks me and he is probably the best cocksucker in the 6h grade. He doesn’t quite get it all down but he is close, very little gag reflec. He’ll do even better on junior sized cocks, of course. But he doesn’t just suck a dick, he loves on it. Licking nd sicking and tugging and playing with it. Beau loves dick. And he loves what a man’s dick can do, of course. I let him suck — shit, I don;t let him; I love that he is — and I lean back and enjoy it but I don;t close my eyes. I drink in the beautiful ankara sarışın escort sight of an 11 year old boy with my cock in his motu, his own organ hard and sticking up. God, it is a beautiful sight. “You love doing doing that, don’t you? I ask. He doesn’t answer but I am not ready to cum so I pull him up so that he is on top of me, his weight on my body, hid crotch and his dick pressed against mine and I ask him again. He grins. “Yeah. I like doing stuff with boys. Just boys. I think girls look stupid with their titties” I smile. “You should see them with no clothes on” “I have” he says, his face contorted with disgust. “Gross” I get him to go doggy style so I can eat his ass. He loves to hae his ass played with but he doesn’t want to get fucked. He says mine is too big — even though I am only average — but it’s his ass and I respect it. But I get my face up in there and tongue his hole and he squirms and bit and then giggles. But the giggling doesn’t last. He begins to moan soon. And then moan more. Then he strokes his hard dick, needing that bit of sensation to make the pleasure flooding his brain from this asshole bearable. My hand is slick and I slip a finger in there. He gasps. He is going to be a bottom when he finds the courage to take it. I put him supine so I can suck his dick and finger his ass at the same time. It’s weird. I love to have him suck me but I don’t need it. I can rub myself happily, sucking on him, playing with ass, jacking him. Seeing him, eyes closed, moaning, looking at me with longing eyes. Knowing that I am giving him indescribable pleasure is enough to make me more than horny. It doesn’t matter how I manage to cum as long as I have this boy — this hairless boy who loves cum, who loves dick and knows what he wants — to worship and pleasure and tend to. I take him all the way down and rub his balls and finger his ass as he moans and grunts and loves it. “Georgie” he pants./ “Uh huh. Mmmmmmm” He’s feeling it. I keep going. I know. His balls, empty of semen, are tight against his body. He is having trouble breathing. He sucking air in between clenched teeth. The grunts are staccato vocals, little stabbing sounds. He whimpers. He moves beneath me, not much but some, wiggling. The pleasure is too great. It is too much. He thinks it will kill him if it doesn’t stop but if it does it doesn’t matter because he doesn”t want it to stop. He can’t breathe. He can’t think. It’s just the pleasure. The touch, the wam wetness of my mouth around his long, thin shaft. He can’t take it. He so desperatoely longs to shoot. Every cell in his body is yelling “shoot” but he can’t. It’s now just too much. His whole body shivers. A long minute. Maybe two. An electrical field of pure pleasure surrounds him, envelopes. He is totaally relazed now. “Good?” I ask He smiles. “Yeah. I like that” I am over him and I rub my dick against his, Beau never going soft after he dry cums. I take both of them in my hand and stroke. My dick is alive with pleasure. I jerk myself hard and I explode. I coat his face and chest with 5 big spurts of hot spunk. He literally licks his lips to takst it, the product of 3 hard days of abstinence. Then I watch as he gathers up my semen and uses as lube to jack off and give himself a thrid orgasm. He sleeps next to me in the bed, both of us naked. We are cuddled up together. He will wake up in the night, my hard on against him or his against me and we will kiss and touch. Maybe more and maybe not. Sometimes I just hold him or he hugs me. Or we will touch and we will suck. Sometimes I will turn him over and slide my dick between his buttcheeks and cum on the small of his back or do the same in the front using his thighs for friction coming on and coating his crotch. And we will do it again next month. Me and my little spunk junkie.

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