He hears me come into the kitchen and turns to face me, flashing a brilliant smile. I’m immedi

He hears me come into the kitchen and turns to face me, flashing a brilliant smile. I’m immediately struck by his resemblance to Jonathan, albeit a much younger version. I watched him bounce around the kitchen barefoot on lean legs, charmed by the childish band-aid on his thigh, and …were those dinos on his underwear? “I thought I heard Jonathan bring someone home last night. Must be you. What’s your name?”“Lamar,” I say slowly, unable to tear my eyes away from him. “You must be Jonathan’s roommate?”“Cousin actually. Jonathan is my best friend in the whole wide world too. My mom kicked me out for being gay, so I came to live here. Jonathan said yes without any hesitancy,” he explains with so much sunshine in his voice that it nearly knocks me on my ass. I settle into a chair instead, captivated by him. “Sorry to hear that. Jonathan’s a good guy.”“He sure is! My name’s Dorian. Would you like some chai, Lamar? Can’t start my day without chai.” Shame washes over me as my eyes rest on his bottom and the oh-so-slight curve of his front. He barely has anything there yet, but I’m horrified to feel myself harden at the sight of him. There is no way he is legal. He couldn’t be more than 16. “Yes…um.” I cough. “Chai would be lovely, if you’re offering. I didn’t think anyone else would be up this early.”“Oh, I’m always up. I’m a morning person. Jonathan is such a lazy bum. I like to go for a beach run and do my errands while he sleeps and study for my GED in the afternoon, since he helps me with math. Math is sooo hard.”“How old are you, Dorian?” I manage, needing to know right away.“15,” he chirps, measuring loose chai into a tea bag. I suppress a groan. I’m almost twice his age, and his desirable petite body is completely off limits. I’d always been a size queen but the idea of manipulating his small dick in my fingers and hearing him mew makes my pulse quicken and my head spin. I watch Dorian bend over to fetch the almond milk out of the fridge and enjoy the view of dino-covered butt. It was not appropriate wear for a teenager, but it worked beyond well on him. It fit his upbeat personality too. Dorian glances over at me after he turns on the gas to heat the pot. He must have noticed the way I was ogling him. Color rises to my cheeks.“I know, I don’t look 15. I’m gonna be 16 in four months, but people say I look younger. I guarantee that my balls have dropped though.” Dorian  punctuates this with a wink and a giggle, then tugs the corner of his briefs aside and allows me a glimpse of a thistle pink testicle, not a wrinkle to be seen. I nearly fall out of my chair at the sight of his unripe fruit. My cock is just throbbing in my boxer briefs, distracting me and clouding my judgement. I want nothing more than to slide my hands over him… but he is young, illegally young. “Dorian,” I manage in a hoarse voice, “You shouldn’t go flashing your body to strange men.”“You’re not a strange man, you’re Jonathan’s friend.”Oh his naivety is so precious! “Jonathan is my friend yes, and yes, sometimes I sleep over, but Jonathan has sleep-overs with other guys. Some might be perverts.”Dorian huffs. “Why do all of Jonathan’s friends talk to me like I’m a baby? I’m not a baby! I’m 15. I’ve had my first boyfriend, my first kiss. I’ve seen a penis, showering in the locker room and all. Our lacross captian has a big-”“Dorian,” I interrupt. “What you’re not understanding is that some men see your lithe little body and barely clad ass and see it as an invitation to hurt you, manipulate you, and take your innocence. You should experience that naturally with boys your own age when the time is ready, not by some pervert.”“Is it because of my underwear?” he pouts. “I really like my dinos. Jonathan thinks I should grow up.” He juts out his bottom lip and stirs the liquid contents of the pot.I sigh and adjust myself. My own underwear is completely soaked and my erection is starting to ache.“You should wear whatever you want to wear, but perhaps not around Jonathan’s friends?”Dorian’s doe-brown eyes slide toward me. “Do you not like my dinos?” I exhale a sharp, exasperated noise. “That’s the problem Dorian. I think you’re goddamn adorable and even though I fucked Jonathan hard all last night, all I can think about is ravishing you right now and I feel gross because you are far too young.”Dorian stares at me, shock all over his face. “I make you feel like that…?”“Yes,” I say, looking away from him.“"Cause of the dinos?”“Cause you’re gorgeous.”He blushes prettily. “Well, that’s something. Jonathan once said when I turned 18, I’m going to be dangerous.”I bark out a laugh. “You will be. Is the chai almost ready?”“Yes Lamar. I’m gonna make eggs too if you want…?” he bats his eyelashes at me, acting like that conversation never happened.“Yes, I just…I need to go upstairs for a minute.”“Ok,” he says slowly, looking at me. I nearly run upstairs and wake up Jonathan. He acts slightly annoyed, blinking and pushing me off. His voice is muzzy and sleepy. “Wha? Wha-izzit Lamar?”“You never told your cousin is jailbait!” I hiss. “He’s downstairs cooking in dino underwear for fuck’s sake, all wide eyed and oblivious.”Jonathan snickers and rolls over, snuggling into his pillow. “I thought you two would miss eachother. Yeah, careful with Dorian - he may act innocent, but he is a horny little thing. Teenage hormones and all. When he came here, he kept trying to get me to jerk him off. He lures men in with that baby doll act of his, then goes right for the dick. He doesn’t know what he’s doing, he just wants any man he sees.”“…Are we talking about the same Dorian?”“Yeah,” he yawns. “We are. Keep the topic away from sex, and come back when he’s 18.” Jonathan falls back asleep. When I come back downstairs, Dorian is shirtless and cooking in an apron and his dino underwear. I turned right back around before he sees me and I go jack off in the bathroom. There’s so much cum that it takes a handful of tissues to clean it up. With my balls empty, it becomes much easier to think. We sit down for breakfast, and I successfully steer the conversation away from sex to baseball and surfing and college. I took Jonathan’s word to heart though. Three years later, a couple weeks after Dorian turned 18, I came over to Jonathan’s house to drop off Dorian’s birthday gift since I had been out of town. I swear Dorian was waiting for me, because he was still wearing dino underwear and a small white shirt. He looked at me, this older strapping man, with sheer hunger in his eyes. I couldn’t resist, and I could smell his aura that he was ripe and ready for a man to claim him. Jonathan would murder me, but he didn’t have to know…and I doubted Dorian would tell him. Dorian offered to make me chai, but we never even got the pot turned on. I came up behind him, massaging his ass with my hands, exploring his maturing body with my hands. Dorian responds instantly, pressing his ass to my front. A total bottom, a rare and special specimen. I slid my hand to his front and cupped him and he begged in a loud, needy voice for me to just do whatever I wanted to him. My fingers found their way over the tight cotton and teased him in slow circles. His dick was still small and pointed straight forward. Poor boy, a grower, not a show-er. Wetness followed my touches within seconds and he was trembling my arms from arousal. “There there…it’s alright,” I purr. “I’ll give you the release you need.”“Fuck me,” he begs. “I wanted you to fuck me since that day I first met you but you wouldn’t!”“You were underage,” I explain helplessly.“I don’t fucking care. I wanted your dick and you didn’t give it to me,” he whines.I nearly laugh at how upset he sounds. “Because I didn’t want to break the law. Jonathan was right - you are dangerous.” I smack his ass. “You still want it? You still want a man’s dick, Dorian?”“Oh my god, fuck yes I do!” he gasps. “I love the way you’re touching me-” He bit off a cry and came early, flooding his briefs with cum. “No no no, I didn’t want to cum yet! Nooo. I’m a big boy, I’m 18, this shouldn’t happen!” I nip the back of his neck and squeeze his damp package. “Shh shh it’s fine. Now we can take our time. Come on, let’s go upstairs and get you cleaned up and changed, and then I’ll give you that dick you want.”“Promise?”“Promise.” I say. “Can I make you chai after?” he asks hopefully. “We can drink it while I open my present.”I hook my fingers in the elastic of his underwear. “I would love that Dorian. You are a sweet boy.”“And a horny one,” he complains. “Can we go upstairs now?”I marvel at his reload speed. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”“Oh Lamar, I’m so glad you came back. Out of all the men Jonathan had, you were always my favorite.”I give his ass a little smack. “Oh Dorian, you stop that. You already have me, you don’t need to flatter me.”He pauses a moment and grinds against me, emitting a little moan under his breath. “Fine, Lamar, have it your way. Take me upstairs and fuck me, or I’m going to scream.”“Oh Dorian, you silly boy, you are going to be screaming no matter what.”___________________________Text is fictional. Source here. -- source link

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