Date: Wed, 18 Nov 2009 13:29:54 +0800 From: Pedrick Oman Subject: Perfect Beauty Foreword: This short story is a work of fiction. Thanks to Matt, who helped me edit this story and gave me great suggestions. Also, the inspiration of this story was from Matt, too. All story writers like to receive your feedback, and I am no exception. I'd love to hear from you about your thoughts, comments and criticism. Thank you. -- Pedrick Oman Perfect Beauty Mac was pacing, and waiting excitedly. He took off his shirt and pants, leaving only his underwear on. Then he changed his mind. He took off his underwear, and sat on the bed in the nude. He looked around at the room, and was a bit surprised at how bare it seemed. There was the bedroom door and the bed, of course. He stood to turn and noticed two sets of curtains on separate walls. They let in no light. As he looked for a closet he heard a giggle behind him. He turned around. The boy was in front of him, dressed only in a light t-shirt and short, silken shorts. Mac couldn't wait for one more second. He embraced the boy tightly. "I missed you so much," said Mac, kissing the boy's smooth, soft cheek. "Me too." said the boy, in his high-pitched, sweet juvenile voice. How wonderful the boy's voice was! Just as clear and melodious as a wind chime in a soft breeze. Overwhelmed, Mac embraced the boy tightly, and rubbed the boy's cheek against his own. He felt every place that his nude body touched the perfect white skin on the boy's thin and small body. So smooth and deliciously comfortable. Mac enjoyed the silky feeling, and then he looked at the boy's face. He looked into the boy's big emerald green eyes. The boy's eyes were smiling. So naive, so cute, and so wonderfully beautiful. The boy's small nose and mouth were perfectly placed on a silken field of milky white boy flesh; no flaw to be seen. He pecked the boy's nose, then kissed the boy's mouth deeply. He actually had visions of eating the boy up, he was so tantalizing to the eyes. Mac inserted his tongue into the boy's mouth. He tenderly explored every nook and cranny, and touched the boy's soft tongue. He enjoyed the warm and wet feeling in the boy's exquisite cavern. He absorbed the sweet juice there, wishing he could stay longer. He pulled away but was soon back to kissing the boy, and then started to put his hands inside the boy's t-shirt, and caressed the boy's young, new body. The skin was so soft and smooth like silk, but so much better. The touching stimulated Mac. He released the boy's mouth, knelt and started to take off the boy's shirt. His hands went to a waist almost small enough that Mac could touch the finger tips of his other hand. He shivered as his hands slid up the flawless skin and over the wavy hair, exactly the type Mac had always loved. The boy was still smiling. His smile was so shiny like a small sun. It made Mac smile just looking at such a delightful, pure sight as this boy's gleaming face. Mac looked at the boy's shirtless body. The boy's skin was so white, nearly transparent. He had such a balanced and well-shaped body. He had some gentle muscle definition on his chest, though not very clear, but just right. His two little nipples were pink, so cute and captivating. They made Mac drool at the thought of what he could do with those two buttons. Looking down, his small, perfect belly button seemed to be floating in the middle of his slender, slightly puffy tummy. Such a perfect, classic boy's body! Mac couldn't help but start kissing the boy's neck, lick the boy's little nipples, and kiss the boy's slender belly. He heard the boy giggling. "It's itchy," said the boy, though not moving a muscle. Mac pushed the boy to arm's length, absorbing the sight before. He returned his gaze to the boy's face and gave him a smile, then cradled the boy into his arms and carried his feather-light bundle up to the bed. He continued his exploration of the boy's body using his mouth. He touched and caressed the boy's silky skin. He smelled the boy's sweet scent. Such a wonderful smell, the smell of a perfect small boy; it could have been nothing less. Soon, Mac's mouth went to the lower half of the boy's body. Mac took off the boy's shorts, a flimsy piece of cloth that barely touched his upper legs. In front of Mac's eyes, as the boy's body was finally fully exposed, was a stiffened, small penis, about three inches long. The foreskin covered the head of his little boner, just like a flower in its bud, trying to wake up and peek out. Mac pushed the foreskin back slightly, helping the head out to see the world. It almost looked like it smiled. Mac started to lick the head of the boy's penis, without any hesitation. He felt the boy's body was twisting and turning, and the boy was gasping and moaning softly. He licked and sucked the boy's penis, and his hands tenderly massaged the two halves of the peach, the soft globes of squishy bottom in back of the boy. The boy started to moan. "O... o... m... ss..." After licking and sucking for a while, Mac moved his mouth up to the boy's nipples. He kissed and licked the boy's nipples, then a cheek, then he lay down beside the boy. The boy got up, and started to kiss Mac's strong chest, and hardened nipples. Mac closed his eyes, and let the boy slowly lick over his whole body. Mac's huge hands kept caressing the boy's small, slim back. The boy kissed Mac, laid on him, and rubbed Mac's body with his own. Then, the boy started to kiss Mac's erect penis. The feeling was so wonderful! The boy's warm mouth wrapped around Mac's granite hard penis. The boy's tongue licked the head of Mac's glistening penis. A strong, exciting feeling hit Mac. He enjoyed this beautiful, growing feeling, until he felt that he was about to explode in his orgasm. He said, "Stop it, unless you want me to cum in your mouth." The boy released his mouth, and gave Mac a smile. Mac smiled at the boy too. He got up and hugged the boy, and then made the boy lay on the bed. He lifted the boy's legs, and the boy's cheeks and his alluring small hole were revealed. After a minute, studying the perfection before his eyes, Mac leaned in and licked the boy's anus. The boy started to moan again. His soft moans stimulated Mac once more. He kept licking, and then kissed the boy's balls, little hard penis, belly button and nipples. He quickly left his boy for a short minute while he searched the drawers at the head of the bed, and took out a lubricant cream and a penis-like vibrator. He started to apply the lubricant cream on the vibrator, and the boy's anus. When everything was ready, he started to slowly invade the boy's anus with his two fingers. He kept kissing the boy, and massaging the boy's anus with his fingers. After a few minutes, he used three fingers, and then four. Finally, he turned on the vibrator, and inserted the pulsing toy into the boy's molten hot tunnel softly. Mac felt that the boy's body started to tighten, and his moan got louder and louder. He eyes were thrilled as he looked at the boy with great satisfaction, and kept penetrating the boy with the vibrator. He kissed the boy's body and his little, hardened nipples. Finally he took out the vibrator, and started to penetrate the boy with his own hard dick. There was no difficulty in penetrating the boy. Mac felt the warm and comfortable, but tight feeling, which was very different from the boy's mouth. He started to move in and out slowly. The boy's body tightened, trembled, and his moaning was in time with Mac's tempo, becoming a funny, yet erotic concerto. After penetrating the smooth, hot channel for a few minutes, Mac pulled his penis out, and turned the boy's body over, letting the boy's butt face him. He inserted his penis into the boy's anus from the rear. This time he sped up his tempo. He penetrated the boy violently, like a piston in a running motor. The boy kept moaning, louder. "Ah... ah... oh... ah... oh..." Mac kept penetrating harder and harder and rubbing the boy's silky skin, massaging deeply. Finally Mac exploded. He started to shoot his deepest desire into the boy's anus. After coming the last drop, Mac lay down beside the boy, and gasped. The boy lay down too. Mac gave the boy a smile, and a kiss. "You are so wonderful," said Mac. The boy gave Mac a sunny, naive smile again. Mac embraced the boy, caressed his sweating body, smelling the boy's natural cologne over his whole body. He imagined the boy becoming more transparent, his pure skin shimmering as Mac's eyes got heavier and heavier ... ...... It became all dark, and Mac awakened. He sat up, and a man helped him take off the instrument on his head. The man then unbuttoned the special clothes on Mac's body. Mac sat there, still recollecting the pleasant feeling. He thought of the perfect boy. He thought that next time he should make the room even more beautiful and comfortable, and put more toys inside. He thought... "Please take off the clothes," said the man. Mac came back to his reality. He took off the clothes, then found that a lot of creamy semen was on his own body and inside the special clothes. Mac blushed and said, "Sorry, I smeared your special clothes." The man replied quietly, "That's okay. Happens all the time. We'll clean it up." Mac went for a shower. The man wore a mask and a pair of gloves, picked the special clothes up, and put the clothes into a box labeled "Need Cleaning". He locked the box, removed his mask and gloves, and sat back to his seat. He made a mental note to offer the next guys that came through a condom. What a hassle. Mac put on his clothes and walked out of the shower room. The man said, "Five thousand dollars, please." Mac paid the money with his credit card. He seemed to be unfulfilled. He was still thinking about the perfect beauty in his dream. He couldn't get over how real the boy seemed, even felt to him. He already missed the boy, almost as though he was a real lover. No, not a real lover, but very, very special. Someone and something he almost craved. "It was great," he finally said, "I'll come again." He blushed at the double meaning. The man didn't reply. He watched the sight of Mac's back as he left, and sighed deeply. Everyday he looked at people coming there, paying a lot of money, spending a lot of time, and indulging in their own dream. He had been wondering for a long, long time if his business brought joy to people, or brought them to their hell... The man stood up, and turned off the light. He locked the door, and watched the flashing sign above his head. He sighed again, and got in his own car, leaving the neon sign flashing there: " **Virtual Reality** Lets You Make, Touch and Feel Your Dream!" -- The end.