The doctor had been right about the boy's active sex life.The doctor had been right about the boy's active sex life. I could still see the crimson lines of the fissure though it was well on the way to healing but the dark ring that surrounded the small orifice was something else again. I swallowed and tried to look away but found that my eyes were drawn back again and again. Other boys had done this to him and I had no doubts that he had been a willing participant. Rafael had told me as much. All I felt was envy. The jealously I felt towards those other lucky boys knew no bounds. I wanted Rafael only for myself. I would never be able to share him. Gently I smeared the white cream into the little indented anus and covered the purplish-brown rim. There was no sign of a puckered opening that a 'normal' ten-year-old boy would have. I made sure that the ointment coated the fissures thoroughly and then decided that I should try to get some inside him as well in case the fissures went deeper. As my finger wriggled into the boy's opening his response was immediate and natural. The boy pushed back, trying to get more of my finger inside his body. My face flushed shamefully as I realized that I also wanted to penetrate the boy's body further and push my finger deep inside his rectum. I wanted to give pleasure to his young body. I wanted to grind my finger into the very core of the boy and discover the mysteries hidden within him. Rafael's pushing back at me was obscene and yet I knew it was instinctive. The boy was merely obeying a primal urge that had existed within him long before now. But I too was unable to resist the overpowering excitement that both of us felt in those few long seconds that I was first inside him. I could not remove my finger from delicious moist warmth that I felt through the tip of my finger. |