Lucky Encounter

It was one of those languid days when I couldn't bring myself to do
anything much. After a brief meeting, I decided to meander back home via
the smaller country roads rather than the motorway. It runs through a
number of small towns and villages and I wouldn't have to competitively
drive the motorway.

20 minutes of countryside and a couple of villages I felt completely
relaxed and thoroughly enjoying my somewhat indulgent ride home.

I entered a small town and passed a supermarket and decided to do some
shopping. It was about 11. As I turned to park, a young boy passed
infront of me. He looked like hundreds of other lads like him, dressed in
grey hoodie, black nylon tracksuit bottoms which hugged the legs rather
snugly, and white sneakers. Although his hood was up, I could see a
pleasant face, smooth cute. He hurried across the road and into
the supermarket.

My mind raced a little. 'Wonder if he's skipping school?' 'Great little
ass in those bottoms.' 'Wonder if he would?' I got out the car quickly to
see if I could get another look in the supermarket.

It wasn't busy, just a few shoppers. I walked fairly quickly towards the
soft drinks and sweets section, and sure enough, there he was browsing
the goodies; much like me!

A very sweet little ass and noticeable boy bulge, the outline of his
cock head just wriggling as he moved. Those bottoms offer great benefit
to those who spy! He picked a few things and headed off to pay. I grabbed
a couple of things, which I didn't need but obviously had to appear
interested in something other than this cute boy.

I watched him walk out, putting stuff in his backpack. I got outside just
in time to see him turn at the end of the building. I followed on. There
was a park sort of area just to the side of the supermarket. It wasn't
well kept, rather overgrown and litter all over, but there were some
seats near the back. I watched the boy go to the seats and sit down,
bringing his backpack round and taking out his snack. Nothing ventured,
nothing gained ; I decided to do the same.

I sat on the next bench, three in a row. He looked at me.
'Hi'
He nodded a response.
Well, he certainly was a cute one. Smooth, fresh face, brown fringe
popping below the hood, slim legs wrapped in his tight, black bottoms.
Something nice to look at as I had my own snack, fully hoping he'd be
dessert.

'Not at school today?' I asked trying to start some conversation.
'Yeah, got a break. Back this afternoon.'
Seemed a little odd to have such a long break and I reckoned he was just
skipping school.

Stilted little phrases passed between us for a while then to my surprise
we started chatting more easily about the town, friends, family etc. He
really was so dam cute. I got up and sat on his bench, chatting all the
while.

I glanced at his crotch and saw a hint of his boy bulge. His slim figure
was so attractive. He'd mentioned a girlfriend in our conversation so I
wasn't confident that I'd get dessert. I glanced quite frequently at his
crotch and know he'd seen me do it a few times.

'Gotta piss' he stood up and walked into some bushes behind the seats.
Dam, dam, dam I wanted to follow. I turned, he had his back to me. His
ass in those tight bottoms was so delicious and as he finished pissing,
he squeezed his little cheeks together and shook. I was getting very,
very turned on.

Maybe he would go now, wasn't much to keep him here. But he stayed and
asked about my travels etc, what I did. He was quite 'rough' in a way,
but obviously an intelligent boy. Then the family /wife question. So,
testing the waters

'No, I'm gay.'
'ah right.'

That was it, no other response. I was getting into my 'throw caution to
the wind' phase. I stared even more frequently at his crotch as we
continued to chat. Feeling things were relaxed between us, I just went
for it.

"Fancy a blow job? No one will know. Just a quick bit of fun."

I braced myself for running like hell out of there. He didn't look much
surprised and must've known I was interested in him that way.

"Nah man. I'm not gay." He twisted a little in his seat.
"Fair enough. Sorry, that was a bit dumb of me to ask." I started to get
my stuff together to go, feeling very exposed now.

"No worries." he said.

I smiled and crunched the empty sandwich packet and juice bottle
together. As I was about to get up and say a quick goodbye, he blurted,
"Where?"

His hand made a quick adjustment to his crotch. He had visibly chubbed up
in those black bottoms, the nylon material bulging more than before. I
guessed the easily triggered boy horniness had come into play. Dessert
after all.

"In there. There's no one around. Want to?"

I stood up and he picked up his bag and came in after me. My mouth was
dry, I was buzzing with excitement, eager to slip those tight bottoms
down and see that boy cock for the first time. We went in to the back
where there was a wall, totally shielded from any gaze.

"Just lean against the wall. I know you'll like this." I smiled at him.

He backed up against the wall and I crouched infront of him. His crotch
was pushed slightly forward and there was no doubting this boy now had a
full, hard cock desperate for relief.

Those bottoms are so sexy, so tight, so soft. I gently rubbed down over
his legs then his crotch. His cock was indeed rock hard. He pushed
forward a little as my hand ran down over it. I slipped my fingers onto
his waist band and peeled his bottoms down.

Tight boxers met my gaze, cartoon patterned. His cock was straight up,
straining at the waistband of the boy boxers. The bulge of his boy balls
was so snug. He was a total dream. With his bottoms now round his ankles
I drank in the sight. Smooth thighs, so slim. His boxers were tight and
there was little left to the imagination. I leaned forward and nibbled at
his still imprisoned cock head, my hands slid up behind him and cupped an
oh so delicious little ass. Was I glad I'd not taken the motorway!

He made no noise, just standing against the wall, legs slightly apart,
letting this guy strip him and play with his cock.

I was desperate to let his cock loose and pulled his boxers down to his
knees. Fuck, this boy was perfect. His cock was about 5 inches,
uncircumcised. A little dark bush at the base of his cock and a few
whispies on his tight ball sack. He smelled off soap. This squeaky clean
boy was about to get a some dirty action.

I held his balls in my hand and squeezed a little, pulling on them
slightly, his cock jumped. Reaching up, I let my lips stretch slowly down
over his cock head. I tasted a little salty pre-cum. With that and my
saliva, I slowly wet his head, moving my lips gently over, his foreskin
moving down over the head. His knees buckled a little.

His cock was so hard, the hardness only young boys and adolescents seem
to have. As I took more of his cock in, I could smell how clean this boy
was, especially when my nose met his little bush. I felt as if I could
bite his cock, it was so hard, but the soft skin made it like silk
covered marble. I was in heaven with this boy.

I began to suck him more. My hands slid up and down his legs and thighs
as my mouth worked his cock. I reached up and cupped his ass cheeks.
Fuck, they felt delicious. I gently squeezed and kneeded his ass as I
quickened my pace at sucking him.

As ever, I wanted to find the true boy treasure, his little fuckhole. As
I slid my mouth faster over his cock, I could feel he was getting close
to cuming. His hands came on to my shoulders and he began to fuck my
mouth a little. I took that heightened opportunity to let my fingers peel
his cheeks apart.

My middle finger found its goal. The tight boy pussy was being massaged
by the pad of my finger. I couldn't go into his dry hole, but I pushed
and massaged around as he grew closer to cuming.

A little grunt, and pushing his cock hard into my mouth, to his balls, I
tasted the saltiness of his boy cum. His knees buckled again slightly as
he unloaded. I kept massaging his boy - hole till he stopped emptying his
little balls.

I drew out as much boy milk as I could. I pulled off him and spat his
creamy boyload on the ground. Fuck, that was so hot.

I stood and looked him over. His face was red, he was breathing heavy.
His cock was down a bit and glistening, his boxers at his knees, his
black bottoms still round his ankles. A totally stunning picture.

I took my cock out quickly.

"Turn and show me your ass." I felt I was owed a little.

He turned. It was everything I thought it would be. So smooth, high and
plump. The tight little cheeks forming a beautiful little ass crack. I
devoured the sight and thought how I'd been massaging his tight boy -
hole. I arched forward and blew my load to the side of him. I groaned as
I shot and he turned to watch me pump my cum from my cock.

I felt light headed as I flicked the last drops from my cock. He was
bending down and pulling his bottoms back up. I put my happy cock away.

"You enjoy that?"
"Yeah. Very much."

As we sorted ourselves out we headed out of the bushes.

"Think you'd like to meet again? I can give you my snap if you like." I
was so hoping he'd say yes!
"Yeah. That's ok."

I watched him walk off, hoodie up, tight black bottoms hugging those sexy
legs and showing the contours of his delicious ass.

Driving on the way back home I felt incredibly fortunate to have found
that gorgeous, sexy boy. I had to pull in and Jack off thinking about our
encounter.

Couldn't wait to taste him again.