Fantasy Lifestyles 2/Fantasy Lifestyles 2.iso/agt/zak.txt

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                                 ZAK

 It was weird,  me, an aspiring author, working as  a farm hand down
 in  the  middle  of  Tennessee.  I  wanted  some  experiences.  And
 experiences is what I got, though not the ones I was expecting.

 The  farmer was  a mean  old bible  spouting type.  I know the only
 reason he hired me was because  I finished a passage he was quoting
 from  Romans. His  son was  fat  and  obnoxious. The  wife was  the
 suffering type, totally devoted to her man. But it was her son, the
 farmer's stepson,  that caused me to  accept the job. His  name was
 Zak.  Zak was  around fourteen  with  a  thin frame  that had  that
 adolescent  gangliness so  common in   boys his  age. His  face was
 handsome with  full, wide and  pouty lips. I  found myself sexually
 attracted to this young boy.

 Not that  I like boys. But  it was strange. There  was an immediate
 sexual tension  between us. I could  see the way that  he nervously
 looked at me that he felt it as much as I. No one else did.

 The days  turned into weeks  and I got  tanned from working  in the
 sun. I always kept a subtle watch  on Zak, noting how he moved, how
 his round little ass looked so inviting as he walked. I knew that I
 would have to satisfy myself by  masturbating about him at night. I
 mean  Tennessee  does  not  look  kindly  on  someone  sodomizing a
 fourteen year old boy. I was  getting used to only seeing him naked
 in my mind. But then things changed.

 One day we were out in the field and Zak took his shirt off. It was
 the  first time  I had  seen his  chest. Zak  had firm breasts with
 nicely sized  nipples jutting from  them. His stomach  was hard and
 his naval was  an outy. Another thing to jerk  off about, I thought
 as I looked at  him on and off. Then I happened  to turn toward him
 about ten minutes  later and almost shit. His  nipples had grown so
 big and were now light pink.  I desperately wanted to suck them. He
 must  have seen  me staring,  because once  again I  felt that same
 tension  rise between  us. I  looked away  quickly, causing the air
 between us to relax.

 That night I relived it over and over.

 The next day  we were in the same field.  Suddenly, he says, "Watch
 out  for,  Nathan,  ok?"  Nathan  was  his  stepfather. "Sure." Zak
 unzipped his jeans, took out his  cock, and began to piss. I almost
 died. I stared  openly at Zak's young virgin cock  as he held it in
 his hand. It  was about seven inches long, and  had a big fat head.
 He finished, but he still held  it out. Our eyes met and everything
 got  quiet. Finally,  he put  it back  in his  jeans. We didn't say
 anything to each other all day.

 Then, as we were going in for supper, he stopped at the edge of the
 woods. He looked  at me and smiled. "You were  looking at me today,
 weren't you? And yesterday too." I panicked. "No, Zak, I wasn't."

 He came up to me and said very quietly, "I know what you want...and
 I'm willing."

 The denial  died in my throat  as I looked at  his handsome face. I
 took him by the  hand and led him into the woods.  We stopped and I
 kissed  Zak deeply.  His lips  were  so  warm and  soft. My  tongue
 explored his mouth  fully. We broke and I pulled  up his t-shirt. I
 ran my hands over his breasts. I heard him cry softly as I fingered
 and  sucked his  big nipples.  My hand  went down  to his crotch, I
 could feel his erection filling it. I began to rub it.

 "Uh! Uh!, he  cried. "We can't do what I  want," I whispered. "It's
 too dangerous. Come to my room tonight, ok?" Zak nodded his head. I
 rubbed  his cock  harder. He  came  with  a loud  sigh. I  felt the
 wetness through his jeans. He kissed me hard. "I'll come tonight, I
 promise."

 That night  I waited for  him to come.  It seemed like  an eternity
 until I  heard a soft knocking  on my door. I  opened it. Zak stood
 there with no shirt on and a pair of tight jeans.

 He came in and we kissed.

 "I'm so hard,"  he moaned, pushing his crotch against  me. I ran my
 hands over his sweet firm ass. I picked him up and laid him down on
 my bed. I kissed him for a  long time. Tasting his sensual lips and
 exploring his mouth and throat. Then  I went to his chest. I kissed
 the two freckles over his heart, I could feel it beating wildly. My
 hands caressed Zak's breasts and nipples, his huge nipples hardened
 and  jutted from  his chest.  I sucked  one while  manipulating the
 other. He began to moan softly and  I felt him thrust up against me
 once, twice, then a final time. He sighed and I knew he had come.

 I continued my  journey down to his  stomach. I chewed on  the tiny
 knob of his  naval, causing him to squirm. Then  slowly I undid his
 jeans, unzipped them, and brought them down his muscular thighs and
 legs. The crotch of his jockey's  was filled with his fourteen year
 old virgin cock. I took them off slowly.

 His cock was pulsating as it  stood straight out from a slight bush
 of pubic hair;  his balls were heavy. I spread  his legs out as far
 as I could, then put my head between them.

 I caressed his balls as I kissed his cock. Then, slowly, I took him
 into my mouth. I began to suck  him gently, to keep him from coming
 too soon. I wanted to taste  his beautiful virgin cock for a while.
 Then I began to suck Zak harder.

 "Yes, Yes, take me. Take my cherry!," he groaned. Gripping my head,
 he cried out as his hips thrust up. His hot come filled my mouth. I
 squeezed his balls gently to make him come more.

 We  lay  there  for  awhile  afterward,  kissing  and  touching one
 another. Then he whispered, "more."

 I kissed him long and hard.

 I  took the vaseline from the  nightstand. I got between Zak's legs
 and  lifted them  over my  shoulders, pushing  them back  until his
 knees touched his shoulders. His ass  lay open to me. I greased his
 ass with the vaseline, then my cock.

 I  eased  my cock  into his  tight, round  butt; stopping  every so
 often to allow  him to relax before continuing.  Finally, I was all
 the way in his virgin body.

 I  began with very gentle thrusts. I  felt Zak relax and I began to
 pump him harder. Soon, he was so  loose that he could take the full
 length of my cock.

 Zak laid beneath me as I fucked  him, giving himself to me so much.
 He moaned, telling me he loved me, telling me how good it felt. Zak
 wrapped his arms around my back,  kissed me, then began to push his
 ass up against me; wanting me deeper inside him.

 I took  Zak by  his shoulders  and  began  to pump  him harder  and
 faster.  The  old  bed  squeaked  frantically  under  our  thrusts.
 Suddenly, Zak cried out. I felt his hot come spurt against me. Then
 I felt myself come into his taut virgin butt.

 We made love off and on until dawn.