Juvenile Fascinations -- Part 1
This is my second attempt at trying to write serialized fiction. Last summer, I attempted the story "South Asian Perverts" in the Young Friends section. This story will also heavily feature South Asian characters.
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Ashwin was like many of his peers. He got excellent grades, he excelled athletically, and he was well-liked and well-respected among his peers and teachers. At home, he was an exemplary Tamil child. He did his chores, he rarely got into trouble, and he deferred to his parents. Unfortunately, he was harbouring a very dark secret. At nearly seventeen, he found himself attracted to only boys younger than him, ideally between 12 and 14. Ashwin had long since accepted being gay, even sharing that secret with two of his cousins and his best friend at school. He used to be able to handle seeing these boys in public or dealing with the younger brothers of his friends, but this school year was proving to be a real challenge. Due to school board changes, Ashwin's high school now included grades 7-12 instead of the traditional 9-12.
Ashwin's dick could barely handle the eye candy that constantly surrounded him in the hallways. He had even persuaded his home room teacher to change his locker assignment, claiming that he needed to be closer to his last period classroom in order to be prepared for after school volleyball practices. Unbeknownst to everyone, the only reason he wanted the switch was to ensure he could eyefuck all the young grade 7 boys in that hallway. All too often, his brown dick was painfully hard at the sight or thought of most of those boys. At last measurement, his dick was barely more than six inches. His foreskin hung loose and barely covered his crown.
Prior to this year, Ashwin's masturbatory god was his teammate Ravi. Ravi was a fifteen year old Tamil kid who lived in Ashwin's neighbourhood. He has seen the kid grow up and had first started wanting to fuck him when the boy was 11. This year, however, Ravi's body had started to become more sculpted and muscular, which was not what Ashwin wanted. Ashwin definitely wanted underdeveloped, pubescent boys who had never been touched. He was desperately to be the corrupter. To be the first one to give their bodies pleasure. To be the one they would always remember.
Six weeks into the school year, Ashwin had developed painfully aggressive hard-ons for five kids. Thankfully, in the world of teenaged Instagram, almost every kid in the school friended each other without ever seeing each other in person.
Sajith was the first kid that Ashwin had spotted on day one. Another Tamil kid, as was Ashwin's predilection, was super thin and quite short, but he was obviously athletic. Ashwin could only imagine how compact and tight the seventh grader's small ass must be. Ashwin knew nothing about this boy, and the Tamil community in his neighbourhood is quite close knit, so he had to imagine that Sajith's family was new to Scarborough.
Rasheed was a Jamaican Canadian in seventh grade who didn't jump out at Ashwin until he noticed the Black boy hanging out with Sajith. The two seventh graders were similar in stature, but Rasheed had the thickest ass he had ever seen on a boy that age. Ashwin could honestly spend hours fantasizing about prying that ass apart and eating out his hole until his jaw broke.
Turab was the younger brother of Ashwin's friend and teammate Zakir. Turab had never been one of Ashwin's lusts, the young boy always hiding in the kitchen whenever his brother's friends would come over. But now that the boy had started grade 7, Turab had undeniable swagger. He also wore the tightest pants imaginable! Hand me downs from his brother, the pants were so tight that Ashwin swore he could see a permanent dickprint from the boy's circumcised penis. Turab always said hi to Ashwin with a toothy smile that caused the older boy to start pre-cumming.
Ethan was the object of desire of almost every person who saw him. He was proudly a mix of Trinidadian and Croatian origin, giving him a mocha skin tone offset with bright blue eyes. He was an athletic prodigy who excelled at soccer. At just 12 years old, his body was more muscularly mature than Ashwin preferred, but the boy was so tight and compact that Ashwin couldn't help but fantasize about throwing him around. It certainly didn't hurt that the kid constantly posted photos online of his body gains.
Arish was the only grade eight boy that had caught Ashwin's eye so far. The Bengali boy had his locker only a few steps away from Ashwin. Arish was sturdy enough to be a high schooler, but he was very slight, almost petite. The young boy kept almost entirely to himself. Ashwin had only rarely seen people talking to him, but he had never heard him speak. There was just something alluring about the quiet boy. Ashwin could almost swear that he could smell the boy anytime he was near. Arish had been almost impossible to discover on Instagram, until just recently when Ashwin received a request from a profile with a photo that matched the same Pokemon image taped inside the boy's locker.
Each evening, Ashwin would return home and lock himself in his bedroom and strip down to his boxers. While sometimes lonely at home, Ashwin was thankful his two older brothers were living away at university. Ashwin had earned some privacy through his good grades. He always completed his homework and routinely scored head and shoulders above his peers. The images of the young boys at school rushing back through his mind. He would lay on his back with his eyes closed and feel his dick begin to swell to full hardness. When he felt most horny, Ashwin had trouble focusing on one of his five boys, sometimes creating an amalgam in his mind. He yearned to see their naked, developing bodies. He craved touching their skin and watching them squirm. He wanted so much to watch their young dicks grow harder because of his touch. He only had a short amount of personal time before his mother would expect him a the dinner table. Dinner was always at 6 PM. Ashwin never tried to cum during this session after school. He would only edge himself over and over again, getting closer and closer to climax before denying his release. These 45 minutes were devoted entirely to fantasy and imagination. He would lay in bed with his eyes closed and try to picture each boy individually, the order constantly changing. Ashwin would picture what each boy wore, trying to perfect details of their bodies, the hairs growing on their legs, the curves of their asses. He would wind himself up by then trying to undress each one, using as much imagination as possible alongside any visual knowledge he had gained. As if on cue, Ashwin had timed his edging session to ensure that he would be dressed, cleaned up, and at the dinner table on time.
After dinner, Ashwin routinely retired to his bedroom and completed his homework. This semester, he was tasked with Math, French, Chemistry, and History. His brothers had achieved academic scholarships towards their university tuition, and the same was expected of Ashwin, who had long been told that he was more academically gifted than his brothers.
One his parents retire to bed, Ashwin knows that he is safe and will remain uninterrupted save for a disaster, which would most likely be predicated by his mother's screaming.
It's late October, six weeks after the school year began, and Ashwin is the most horny he has ever been in his young life. He can't remember ever being sexually attracted to anyone his age or older. When he first started jerking off he always fantasized about boys younger than him. Ashwin had his laptop propped up next to him in bed. His left hand rubbing and caressing his smooth chest while he navigated the Chrome browser beside him. He preferred to browse Instagram at night on his laptop so that he could zoom in and jerk off more easily. Sadly, as evidenced by Ashwin's own Instagram account, it's far too common for kids to have no photos shared on their account. Photos are shared, tagged, liked, and then quickly deleted. Thankfully, perverts of the world have united to create extensions that allow users to download and save images. It was a rare surprise for Ashwin to find one of his boys had shared a new photo, and beyond Ethan, none of them had ever shared a stitch of bare skin. Ethan was consistently a jumping off point for Ashwin's first -- and often only -- cum of the day. The boy's tight abs were shared (and often deleted within 24 hours) so regularly that Ashwin had practically memorized the placement of each groove. Ashwin's boxers are still on but his dick is perfectly erect at this point. Ethan's profile saved as a favourite tab that allows Ashwin to return over and over again.
Tonight, the same as every night, Ashwin navigates away from Ethan's body and drifts to his main feed. His horniness undeterred by the monotony of his friends' posts about their mundane lives. Ashwin almost swallows his tongue, almost screams, and almost blows his load when he starts to scroll through his stories. Sajith had shared a short video playing volleyball in his backyard with an older boy who was in three of Ashwin's classes. Ashwin was almost distracted trying to figure out who the older boy was when he realized that Sajith was completely shirtless in the video. Ashwin immediately downloaded the video and then started playing it on a slow speed loop on his laptop. Sajith's body was as smooth and as developed as Ashwin had hoped. He was so young and delicate, his dark brown skin shining with a sheen of athletic sweat.
Ashwin was overcome with a flood of emotions. He was overjoyed to finally see the body of a boy he lusted over with such passion. He was overcome with such intense sexual energy that he didn't realize how fast his heart was racing until he closed his eyes. He quickly stripped off his boxers and began to stroke his throbbing six inch dick while he tried his best to take screen captures of the video. He tried his best to zoom in on the boy's torso, noticing a sliver of elastic to indicate the boy was indeed wearing boxer briefs, as he had long suspected. The video, only 4 seconds in length, was better than a gift from god. For the next hour Ashwin stroked and edged his dick imaging Sajith's slight body on top of his own grinding into him. Ashwin exploded into a mind-numbing release that left him breathless. He wiped himself up with his boxers, put them back on, turned off his laptop and rolled onto his side to sleep.
While the orgasm helped him fall asleep, it did not last. Ashwin spent most of the next few hours tossing and turning as he pictured Sajith's body trying to remember and memorize the contours of the boy's torso. The boy had such thick, dark hair that Ashwin routinely imagined grabbing handfuls of it while the young boy sucked him dry.
Morning came far too soon and Ashwin was jarred awake by the sound of his alarm.
The following morning before home room began was torturous for Ashwin. It took almost all of his might to not openly gawk at Sajith in the hallway. Sajith's trim body was hidden behind a loose pair of Adidas shorts and a red Raptors t-shirt. Ashwin could only picture what the brown skin looked like underneath the shirt and rubbing his hands over the young boy's nipples.
In both classes all morning, Ashwin was distracted and unfocused. He managed to avoid angering his teachers, but his friends definitely noticed his less than alert presence. At lunch, he was even more out of it. He sat in the cafeteria with his buddies and spent the entire time scrolling through Instagram and praying for updates from one of his boys.
Ashwin's school day his rock bottom at volleyball practice when he hit seven consecutive serves into the net and then missed three sets from his teammates. His coach yelled at him and sent him home early.
At home Ashwin was slightly more focused once he stripped down to his boxers and laid down in bed. He had a lot more time to edge himself this afternoon and he wasn't about to deny himself this pleasure. There were no new photos or stories from his boys, but he watched and rewatched Sajith's video from last night. His throbbing dick had caused a massive precum stain in his boxers before he even reached down to stroke his dick.
He stroked his dick through the fabric for a few minutes and laid there with his eyes closed. All Ashwin wanted was to see more of these boys' bodies. He wanted to lust after their young skin, their athletic bodies, and see what was lurking beneath their clothing. He couldn't just use his own Instagram account. There was no way that these five boys would all respond to Ashwin's sexual advances. The only way to this would be to bait the boys with a fake profile.
For the next 30 minutes Ashwin searched around on Instagram for an open profile of a girl whose pictures he could use. She had to be someone these boys wouldn't know. Ashwin picked a girl who was a friend of a friend of a friend of someone from a volleyball camp. He then turned to Reddit to try to find some NSFW photos that could reasonably match this girl's skin tone and physique. He wasn't as challenging and he thought, so within an hour he had created a fake profile, uploaded a somewhat salacious profile photo, and then added a slightly more scandalous photo to her stream. He wanted others to think that she was new to Instagram, but also kind of a slut. He then proceeded to start adding boys from his school. He didn't want to only choose his five favourite, but enough to build a reasonable friends list. He immediately saw that boys were accepting the request from "Angel" and a few even made suggestive comments on her photo.
It was another half hour later that he got the first notification he wanted. Turab had accepted his request! Ashwin's dick, which had become fully soft, immediately turned into a raging boner. He immediately sent the boy a message, hoping to start a flirtatious chain that would prove rewarding.
Angel: hi bb
Turab: who this
Angel: ur hot
Turab: u to where u from
Ashwin, as Angel, gave the boy a location in the same city, but far enough away to avoid immediate suspicion.
The young boy was not a great conversationalist and Ashwin had to keep prompting him to respond.
Angel: I wanna c more of u
Turab: bro im only 12
Angel: its okay I think ur hot af
Ashwin then sent the boy a picture of a faceless girl in a bra, hoping Turab would believe it's the same girl from the profile.
Turab: wow is that u
Angel: ofc but I wanna c u 2
Turab had seen the message, but there was no immediate response. For the next 10 to 15 minutes, Ashwin laid in bed wondering if he should continue to prod the boy for more.
Another 10 minutes passed before there was a response.
Turab: what u wanna c
Angel: I bet u have abs let me see
It seemed like an eternity passed, but it was only a few minutes. Turab sent a photo of himself holding his shirt up past his hard nipples showing off blossoming abs. Unfortunately, the boy's shorts were riding above the waistband of his underwear and Ashwin couldn't see any hint of underwear. For now, it didn't matter. Ashwin's dick throbbed and leaked uncontrollably. He quickly slid his boxers off his toned legs and began to stroke his six inches.
Angel: I wanna c more
Without waiting for a response, Ashwin sent a second photo, this time without a bra, nipples fully visible.
Turab: how do I know thats u
Trying to confuse the boy and make him too horny to care, Ashwin simply sent a third photo, one that showed her completely naked.
Turab: FUCK u are hot
Angel: show me more bb
A few moments passed and Ashwin received a photo of the boy in his boxer briefs. It was clear the boy was horny, his dicked looked hard, but not huge. And Ashwin had been right about the boy being circumcised, his mushroom head was clearly pressed against the grey fabric.
Angel: how can I get u to take them off
Turab: send me a vid spreading ur pussy
Ashwin was thankfully prepared and he found a short gif of the girl doing just that. He shared it with Turab and prayed his ploy would work.
There was no response for almost ten minutes. The message hadn't been read yet either. But suddenly Ashwin received a photo of Turab completely naked with his hard dick on display. The boy was grabbing his shaft and showing off a small patch of dark pubes and a very hard, likely four inch dick. This was the horniest moment of Ashwin's sixteen years. He had never wanted to fuck a boy more than right now. He desperately wished he could get the boy to take a picture of his ass, bent over showing off his young hole. That would surely require some kind of magic.
And if to ruin the moment, a new message came through.
Turab: g2g bye
Ashwin was slightly crushed. He had wanted to see how much more he could get out of the young boy. His first test had been an absolute success and he was now hooked on baiting his young lusts.
However, his luck changed almost immediately when he saw a notification that Ethan had accepted his request.
Ashwin attempted the exact same plan with Ethan that had worked with Turab, fully expecting Ethan to be a total horn dog, based entirely on the kind of photos he posted on his own profile. However, he wasn't getting anywhere. He tried to to send the same topless photo, but Ethan didn't budge.
Ethan: how do I know thats u send me a photo with ur tits n face
Angel: I wanna see smthng first
Ethan: I bet ur jus some fat ugly dude
And that's how quickly Ethan blocked him. Ashwin was a bit crushed. He had had high hopes for Ethan and he was now even more desperate to see Ethan's naked young body.
Ashwin glanced down at the time and realized that he was out of time; dinner was about to be placed on the table. He scrambled to get dressed and rushed downstairs. He was visibly in a sour mood, made only worse when his mother mentioned a phone call from his volleyball coach alerting her to Ashwin's behaviour during volleyball practice.
"Makan, what is wrong with you?" his mother demanded.
"Amma, nothing is wrong!" he whined.
"You will go upstairs and do your homework and then go to bed," she announced.
"Fine!"
Ashwin realized he had given off a little too much attitude when his normally quiet and reserved father bellowed, "Makan, you will listen to your mother and not act like a child!"
"Yes, appa," Ashwin said, dejectedly.
As soon as he finished eating, he cleared the table, washed, dried, and put away the dishes, and then went upstairs to tackle his small mountain of homework, made a little taller due to his absent-minded behaviour today.
Ashwin did his best to finish his work as quickly as possible, while also ensuring it was done to his best standards.
It was almost 11 PM when he was finally able to log back into his fake Instagram account to check the status of his boys. He was desperately hoping to find Sajith as a new follower, but when he checked it looked like the boy had deleted his request. Ashwin promptly send a new one only to find it denied almost immediately. He sent a new one, and then a fourth one, over and over again playing this game until he got blocked by the young boy. Ashwin felt completely sucker punched. Sajith was the boy he most wanted to bait and the one he now felt most compelled to seduce.
Arish had also not yet responded to Ashwin's follow request. Ashwin hoped that this was simply because the young boy had not yet had a chance to check his account. Ashwin decided now was the best time to add a second photo to his stream. He selected a bikini photo from the girl's real stream and added it to "Angel's" profile.
Ashwin was inundated with a rush of notifications as boys liked and commented on the post, but most were from guys closer to Ashwin's age, or even older, which just caused him to groan. The only surprise was that one of the more lewd comments was from Rasheed, whose follow notification Ashwin had completely missed.
Ashwin immediately sent Rasheed a private message.
Angel: I c u like my pic bb
Rasheed: Yah ur fine af
Angel: u look fine too
Rahseed: U got more 2 sho
Angel: Wut u got to sho me
Rasheed sent a photo of his entire bare chest, flexing his arms and showing a considerable set of abs. The boy's face was clear in the photo, his youthful features in stark contrast to his maturing body. The photo also showed a fair amount of very dark pubic hair growing above Rasheed's boxers, which were hanging quite low on the boy's hips. The photo was very provocative and it made Ashwin wonder just how much experience the young boy had sharing these kind of photos.
As a reward for the boy, Ashwin sent him two topless photos of "Angel", which garnered quite a positive response from the young boy.
Rasheed: damn girl u r fiiine af
Ashwin started to wonder how he could get the young Black boy to show him his dick when he received a picture. Rasheed's dick looked to be about five inches, uncut, with the foreskin peeled back to show a glistening head. The boy had much less pubic hair than his previous photo had suggested and the boy's balls were much smaller and less developed than his dick would suggest. Rasheed's dick and balls were so perfectly juvenile that Ashwin was falling into a rabbit hole of lust.
Ashwin then sent Rasheed two photos of the girl completely naked exposing herself for the camera.
Completely unexpected, Rasheed sent a video clip of himself jerking off. The video was slightly longer than a minute and he could hear Rasheed's quiet moans. The boy didn't do a great job hiding his face and in certain moments Ashwin could see the boy's dark eyes clear as day.
Angel: damn bb u r so hot
Rasheed: I wanna fuck u so bad
Taking a risk, Ashwin sent the boy a photo of the girls' bare ass.
Angel: I wanna c ur ass bb
Rasheed promptly sent a photo of his ass. It was angled much better than Ashwin could have ever thought. The boy's thick and juicy ass was as perfect as Ashwin had imagined. The dark globes of the young boy's ass were almost perfect. The boy looked smooth, muscular, yet also bouncy.
Desperately wanting to see the boy's hole, Ashwin sent Rasheed a photo of "Angel" and told Rasheed to send back a similar photo.
The boy did not disappoint. He spread his black ass apart and sent the most perfect photo in the world. It was enough to make Ashwin believe that god was real. There was enough light for Ashwin to see the boy's incredibly tight ass lips being forced apart to highlight his virginal asshole. The lips of his asshole looked kissable, lickable, suckable, and most of all fuckable. Ashwin then sent a video and got one back in return. Rasheed was on his back with his legs spread showing off his tight hole. He watched the black hole wink and pulse in sync with his own throbbing heartbeat.
Rasheed: im about to cum
Angel: show me
Ashwin then received a lengthy video of Rasheed stroking his black dick and moaning louder than before. The boy's face was practically completely visible. Ashwin was stroking along with the young boy as he watched the boy stroke up and down his shaft, watching the boy's foreskin cover and uncover the dripping and leaking dick head. Before watching the boy erupt, Ashwin watched the video a second time and focused only on Rasheed's face. He watched the boy's eyes open and close. The boy's eyes were so deep and dark that Ashwin felt himself being sucked into the boy's soul. As soon as Rasheed's cum started to spew from his uncut dick and drip down his fingers, Ashwin begin to spray his cum all over his torso.
When had had regained his senses, Ashwin tried to send Rasheed a message to say that "Angel" couldn't get a clear video of her own climax because she was too horny, he realized that Rasheed's profile had disappeared. It seemed like Rasheed had blocked Angel and Ashwin couldn't understand why.
In the morning, Ashwin was scrolling through his own Instagram while eating breakfast and noticed that Rasheed's profile seemed to be gone. Ashwin was concerned that something had happened to be boy last night and prayed that nothing serious was wrong. He hoped that it wasn't going to be the only time he got to fool around with Rasheed.
At school, Ashwin had a more successful day in class. He had to focus really hard to stay alert. He didn't need his parents to have any fuel to question his behaviour.
However, everything changed when he was at volleyball practice.
Ashwin was having a great practice and he was executing all his skills. He was playing like the all-star captain that his team needed for the upcoming season. Halfway through practice Turab walked into the gym and smiled at Ashwin. It was at that moment that Ashwin went to bump the ball and landed awkwardly on his ankle. He fell to the ground in pain. After some wild panic, Ashwin was assured that it was just a heavy sprain and that he would simply need to stay off his feet for a few days. It would also mean no volleyball practices for at least a month.
Ashwin's mom picked him up from school as he was unable to walk. She fussed over him the entire evening, hardly leaving him alone. She didn't force him to work on his homework and she even encouraged him to watch TV. Before bed, she encouraged him to take two painkillers and Ashwin slept through the entire night before waking up the next morning at 9 AM.
Ashwin was very groggy when he woke up and he tried awkwardly to get out of bed to get to the toilet. He was stunned when his mother appeared at the door.
"Makan, let me help you," she insisted.
"Amma, I can do it. Please."
"I will help you downstairs for breakfast and then you can stay on the couch."
"Amma, please let me stay upstairs. I just want to sleep."
After some pleading, Ashwin convinced his mom to let him stay upstairs while she headed to work.
Ashwin fell back asleep, still groggy and light-headed from the painkillers. When he finally awoke after noon, he spent the afternoon surfing the internet and waiting to see if he could reconnect with Turab for a second after school bait session.
Browsing using incognito mode, Ashwin started to search for tips on how to bait young guys. He spiralled following link after link from Reddit posts to sketchy websites before finding himself logging into a Discord group. There weren't a lot of people online at this point early on a Thursday afternoon, but he did get some helpful tips. A lot of posters talked about how in depth one had to be to create a fake profile, sometimes even having to create multiple profiles to pretend that a girl had friends who would post and tag her in photos and stories.
Ashwin was just about to give up and log off to go back to sleep when he got a private message from a stranger. This person claimed to be a young girl named Desiree who would happily help him bait anyone he wanted. She was offering her own real Instagram account and would take a share any photos and videos that Ashwin wanted and needed. Nothing was off limits. Ashwin wondered why someone would be so willing and Desiree just claimed to be an exhibitionist who loved to show off. He and Desiree agreed on some times of day where they could both be online to bait these boys together.
Thinking with his dick and the wild possibilities, Ashwin accepted her help. He took her Instagram password, logged into her account, and promptly sent follow requests to Ethan, Turab, and Arish. He really hoped that Rasheed's account would reappear. Ashwin was so unbelievably horny with anticipation that he almost forgot about the incredible pain in his ankle.
I hope you all enjoyed reading part one. I hope that the story is "gay enough" for you. This is definitely a gay-focused boy-on-boy saga.
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