Date: Sat, 3 May 2008 01:54:14 GMT From: "user459@netzero.net" Subject: Adult/Youth - Rest Stop 8 We both dozed off. When I woke up, Jamie was still lying on my chest. My dick had shriveled and plopped out of his rear end and stuck itself to my thigh. Jamie had drooled a little pool on my chest and was still breathing deeply. I tried to slither out from under him, but he stirred when I moved. I think we were glued together anyway. His cum had dried on my stomach between us and when he tried to sit up he had to kind of peel himself away. It was pretty funny and we both had a chuckle. "Looks like you're stuck with me, Mike!" he said, very proud of the little pun he had made. "Yeah, I might have to pry you off." I joked. "You better get yourself off there quick because I have to pee." "I've gotta go, too!" he said as he quickly ripped himself off my chest and belly like a band-aid off a patch of skin and headed for the bathroom. I was right behind his little bare ass and we both stood at the bowl and unloaded out bladders. "Jeez, I think I've gotta poop, too!" Jamie said as he did a little dance, shifting from one foot to the other. I quickly finished up, gave it a shake, and let him sit down. "Can I have a little privacy, please?" "Sure." I said and backed out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. Just before the latch struck home I heard a horrific fart echo in the bowl and in the sparse bathroom. "Nice rip!" I knew he was probably getting rid of some of the goo I had left up there. I heard a flush and water running and then he came out shaking his head. "Whew! That was something!" he said. "Are you going to be all right? Are you hurting?" "Stings a little, but I'll be OK. Do you think some of that lotion would help?" "We can try some. Come over here." I beckoned him over to the bed and had him lie on his back. "Now pull your knees to your chest." He did and his little red pucker was revealed. It was a little red, but not bleeding or anything. I pumped out a little lotion and gently spread it around his rear, being careful not to penetrate and cause any more irritation. He put his legs back down and we sat on the edge of the bed. "Have you ever done that, Mike?" "What's that, Jamie?" "Have you ever, you know, had a dick up your butt?" "Not in a very long time, not since I was just a little older than you. Why do you want to know?" I asked. "I, uh, well, thought that maybe, we could, you know..." "You want to put your dick in my butt; Jamie? Just come out and say it. Say, "Can I fuck your butt, Mike?"" "Can I fuck your butt, Mike?" he asked. "No." I said. He looked at me like I had just stolen his teddy bear. His jaw dropped open in shock. I tried to stifle a laugh, but just exploded and reached for him. I grabbed his ribs and tickled him on the bed. "I guess it's only fair." I said. It was still early and we had plenty of time to experiment. As I reached for the Lubriderm I could see that his dick had risen again. Even though I hadn't done it in years, I knew it wouldn't take a whole lot of lube for his boy pecker to fit up my rear. I squirted some in Jamie's hand and I got on my stomach on the bed. I put a pillow under my hips to make myself more accessible. "Go ahead and lube us up." Jamie got between my legs and spread my cheeks a little. I could tell he was checking it out pretty closely. "There's hair on it." he said. "Well, what did you expect? I'm not twelve, you know." "No, it's OK; I just didn't realize guys had hair there." Now he got in closer and ran a lubed ringer around the outside of the little circle. "You have to get some inside, too." I instructed. He took a big breath and then pushed a finger through the ring and up to the second knuckle. It felt really good. "It's hot in there!" he said. "Yup, it's 98.6 degrees in there. Try another finger." He withdrew the one he had in there, gathered some more lube and then pushed two of his small fingers inside and up as far as they would go. He twisted them around a little and then pulled them out. I felt a bit empty. "Can I do it now?" he asked with a little growl in his voice I had not heard before. "Lube up and go for it" I croaked. My voice sounded huskier, too. Jamie walked up closer to me on his knees and spread my cheeks again with his hands on either one. I felt his pecker poking around until he took one hand off my cheek and guided his dick to my asshole. I lifted up a bit off the pillow as he lowered down. He slid right in like butter! I felt a little discomfort, but it quickly dissipated when I got used to it and when I realized I was getting fucked by my favorite twelve year old. The pleasure I was feeling was way more than just the physical act of fucking, but the emotional satisfaction of assisting in Jamie's pleasure. My own experiences as a youth were not something I could recall as being even close to pleasant. They were harsh and violent and a duty to be performed to avoid harmful consequences. This was way better! I felt like we were making love. Sure, it was a physical coupling, but Jamie and I had a deeper connection. I could hear Jamie's breathing and his little moans of pleasure as he stroked in and out. I could feel his cock brush over my prostate and give me a shiver of raw pleasure. I was amazed at his gentleness. He was not one to jack rabbit, get off, and that was it. I could tell he was prolonging it for his own pleasure and mine. How long he could prolong it; I didn't know. I did know that I wouldn't last forever; it was just feeling too good! Finally, I felt him pick up the pace and his breathing got more urgent, as did mine. I wish I could have been watching his face, but I thought this position would be best for him this time. He put his hands on my shoulders and hunched himself into me with urgency. This position caused him to hit my prostate every time and I was ready to blow! "Oh! Oh! Nnnnnhhh!" he moaned and stiffened up as far as he could inside me. I felt myself going over the edge. I spasmed and soaked the sheets and pillow just as I felt him throb and squirt into my hole. Again he collapsed on me, this time on my back. When our breathing returned to normal I rolled out from under him and he slid out of my rear. We cuddled together in a warm afterglow under the covers. About five minutes had passed and we both rolled apart and just looked at each other. "That was real nice, Mike!" "Yeah, that was real nice, Jamie." I said as I leaned in and kissed his lips. He kissed me back gently and pulled away. "That was nice, too." He said with a glowing smile. "What do you want to do now?" I asked. "Let's go swimming!" he exclaimed. "The pool's open until 10 o'clock. I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand for the first time all evening. It was 9:15, just enough time for a quick swim. "Get ready, let's go!" I barked. We both jumped up and rummaged in our things for our bathing suits. We were suited up and down the hall in two minutes. The pool was indoors and completely void of people. We jumped in. We laughed. We played and dunked each other. We acted like two twelve year olds. About 9:50 we were all played out after a long day. We got out and went back to the room. "We better shower and get this chlorine off us. Then we won't have to shower tomorrow morning." I felt sad when I remembered that this was our last night and we would be heading home tomorrow. No regrets, we had had a great time together. Jamie showered alone, then I showered and we jumped into bed and shut off the lights. "Goodnight, Mike." Jamie said as he snuggled up next to me. "Goodnight, Jamie." I whispered as I spooned into him.