River

I met him one night, a night like any other. I was strolling around downtown getting a cup of coffee and I wandered into one of those inventions of the 90's, the coffeehouse. I didn't really like them but I will admit that they are all the rage. As I stand in line I see three people in front if me what from the back looks to be a cute guy. Now don't get me wrong, even if he is cute I'm very unlikely to do anything about it, but hey, I noticed.

As his order is completed the attendant says something I can't make out and pushes away his money. He thanks her and turns to walk out and that's when it hits me, its River Phoenix! I couldn't believe my eyes. River Phoenix just happens to be one of the people I would put on "my list of 3", y'know, the list of who you would be with if you had no restrictions and were able to get wishes granted. C'mon, we all have 'em.

Anyway, he starts to walk out and I think to myself "this is a once in a lifetime chance, are you gonna let it go?". I turn and follow him out the door still unsure what I am going to say. As I clear the doors he's till standing just outside trying to put on his sunglasses and figure out where to go. "Need some help finding something?" I ask.

"Uhhh...excuse me?" he replies.

"You look like you're trying to figure out which way to go and I thought you might need directions or something." I say.

"Well...I guess I could use a suggestion. Where should a person who has never been to Boston go? What MUST I see?" After some quick thinking, I say,

"Well, in order to tell you what you HAVE to see, I have to know more about you so I send you to the right places. If you hated museums and I said there was one you had to see, my credibility would be shot!" I say.

"Good point! How about we sit and have this cup of coffee and I'll tell you what I was thinking of seeing and you give me the 'insiders' view of my plan. Seem cool?" he says as we plunk down in a chair in the little front area of the cafe.

As we start talking, we quickly move into more than just Boston and have a really cool conversation about the beauty of traveling. I get the impression from how he speaks that he really is a bright kid even if he is only 15. After about 30 minutes, I say "River, while I love talking to you about all that we talked about, you have Boston to see! I'll show you some of the spots that I think are pretty cool and we'll avoid most of the touristy crap. Deal?"

"Deal" and off we go. I take him down Newbury Street and then through the Gardens and the Charles Street. We walk slowly and keep our conversation lively. Through it I find out that he's in Boston for a film shoot and he has a decent amount of time and nobody to share it with. He's a bright kid, lots of depth, and i sense a side that he's not sharing but wants to. I chalk that up for later and we continue on our journey. When lunchtime rolls around we are in Faneuil Hall and decide to get some basic stuff from the vendors like French fries and burgers, and of course the famous Chipyard cookies. You can't go through Faneuil without getting the cookies!

The munchies meal we gathered necessitated a good seat so we found a spot under some trees and parked it to devour our treasures. While eating, River looks at me for second, I smile, and he pipes up: "if I told you something, would you keep it to yourself?"

"Sure River, who am I gonna tell?" I say

"I mean don't tell magazines or reporters, don't tell anyone who I work with, and really don't tell anyone. It has to be kept private. On second thought, never mind."

"Wow! You can't do that! You can't say you're gonna tell me something and then not say it, you know better" I rib "I assure you though, what you say stays with us. Period. OK?" I say.

"Well...I don't know where to start and I feel weird telling a stranger, (which I technically was). You may not have noticed, but reporters have been tailing us and taking pictures the whole time we've been together. They don't leave me alone!"

"Yeah, I noticed, but I just thought I would ignore it." I say

"Well, they are there ALWAYS and I feel like I cannot get away from them. They're killing me. Seriously." He says

"How about we head over to my place and get away from them. It'll be more private and you can get a break from them. It's also on the list of the hottest places for River to go to in Boston." I joke. So we grab a cab (that always looses reporters) and head over to where we parked the car. Then we jump in and head straight to my place. With no tails thank you very much.

"so this is it River. Hey...I wanted to ask...do people call you River or something else?"

"River is fine."

"Well, here's the grand tour." And I take him through showing the ins and outs of my 3-bedroom house that I recently bought. I explain all the renovations that I did and then what's next (and last I have to say). We settle down on the couch and I can see the stress slide out of his body as he settles in. The dog hops up and starts nuzzling his leg and he scratches behind her ear. He seems very comfortable with the dog and cat and they seem to like him (they like everyone).

"So now you met the family and you see the digs, it's probably not the Ritz where you're staying or is the Four Seasons?"

"No, this place is better. No reporters, you've done a great job, it looks...well, so...real. Real in a really positive way though. You have nice stuff, it's well put together, and it doesn't look like a dorm room. And hell, with the animals I could be comfortable here." He compliments.

"Well I don't know what your schedule is but you are more than welcome to stay here while shooting. We can get to know each other better and then this can me your little 'escape' from all the commotion you have to deal with every day. It could be fun!" I say.

"You'd really let me stay here with you?"

"I have a spare room and plenty of space, so why not?" I say.

"I dunno, people these days don't do stuff like that. It's part of the reason I think some of the things that I do. I mean people just try to get stuff out of you and use you for their own purposes, they just don't seem, to care who it hurts or who's gonna suffer." He says. "I'll take you up on the offer. My schedule is pretty hectic but I will let you know what it is you can plan accordingly."

"Will anyone have a problem with that? Anyone from the movie or your parents?"

"They don't care as long as I'm on set when I'm supposed to be. That's all they ever care about. As for my parents, they're probably high somewhere in CA, they didn't even bother to come on this trip. Hell, they don't come on most of them." He said with a bit of scorn in his voice. We were quiet for a minute or so and he continued "They were really involved when I started, but now it just feels like they wait for the checks to rolls in and I'm as much a tool for making money as I am their son. I have directors yelling at me, I have producers pushing me, I have costume pinning and poking me, and then the damn reporters are hounding me. Sometimes it's more than a guy can take and you wish to be done with it all, but you can't. I sometimes wish that I would just die so I didn't have to deal with any of it!"

I sit quietly and look at River who seems to be off someplace else as he says all this. He lowers his head and I see a tear run down his cheek. I move over next to him and put my arm around his shoulder and he melts into me and quietly starts sobbing. We sit like that for ten minutes until his sobbing quiets with me rubbing his shoulders and just saying calming words. When he looks up, he looks me right in the eyes and says, "I need a break and I don't know what to do. Will you help me?" I nearly melted right there. IT was the way he said it, it was the look of fear in his eyes, and the look of a 12 year old in need of help despite being older. He was just a young boy who had never been allowed to be a young boy and he was regressing with me.

"Well, as I said, you're welcome to stay here and just try to steer clear of whatever you need to steer clear of. I'll definitely help as much as I can. He leans over and hugs me with such force I was amazed. He starts to sob again and he just hold on and cries. This contact and the image of the poor boy who I have had a cruch on for so long were too much for me and I start to pop a boner. Maybe he won't notice I think, but the way he's hugging me it's gonna be tough.

"You seem to like this hugging I feel" he giggle at me.

Totally embarrassed, I say, "I have to be honest with you River, I have a huge crush on you ever since I saw Stand By Me. When I first saw you, I was awestruck, but I've come to find that you're really an interesting kid and I like you a lot more deeply now than I did before. Don't worry though, I'll keep my feelings in check but you're really testing me with this hugging. Don't stop or anything" I joke.

River seems to be thinking about what I said for a minute and then speaks up, "When I first started talking to you I thought you were another fan who wanted an autograph or some shit, but you weren't like that. You talked to me and asked questions which was cool. As our day was going on I just started to get this feeling that I wanted to tell you things, you know. Things that I don't tell most or hell, any people. You just gave me that vibe. In fact..." he trails off and leans forward and kisses me squarely on the mouth. "you seem really nice and I'd like to get to know more of you".

Stunned, it only takes me a few seconds to move closer and take his gorgeous face in my hands and plant a kiss firmly on his mouth2. He opens and I find his tongue as he finds mine. His pouty full lips and beautiful face are more than I can handle. I rub my nose against his and smile, as I look deep into his eyes. We go back to kissing with me working on his neck and tasting the smoothness of his skin. The slight blend of salt mixed with sweat is sweet nectar to my tongue. His head is thrown back as he moans his approval of my ministrations and I continue. I slowly start pulling on his shirt and sliding my hands under it as I touch his velvety skin for the first time. He shivers at my touch and I take that as a sign to move ahead. I pull his shirt up and off revealing his smooth and toned chest and stomach, and I bury my face in it showering him with kisses. Our little star it turns out is ticklish so I give him a quick poke or two and then ease up. I look up into his eyes and say, "I'll go easy on you River. And if there's anything that I start doing that you don't want to do you have to tell me. Whatever it is I'll be cool with it. Except kissing. I need lots of kissing." I Joke.

"Right now there is nothing that you could do that I wouldn't want to do with you Geoff. I want to make you as happy as you're making me by just being here for me." He says.

And with that, I start to undress him slowly. With the shirt already off, it doesn't take much to get the pants and underwear as well as socks and shoes tossed aside. In front of me now sits the most gorgeous specimen of boyhood anyone can imagine. He's smiling his gorgeous smile and his eyes are sparkling. "Your turn." He says. So I proceed to take off my stuff but am quickly stopped by him "That's MY job." He informs me as he resumes the de-clothing making me even more excited than I had already been (if possible).

With both of naked, I get into the bed that has my idol sitting naked waiting for me and we embrace with such passion. The kissing is non-stop and my tongue gets a workout like never before. After about 20 minutes of kissing, I tell River to get on top of me so I can eat his butt. He climbs on top of positions and me himself perfectly and I stare up at this fit, beautiful ass looking me right in the face. I lean up and inhale the aroma and then plunge my tongue deep into his rectum. He lets out a moan that can only be described as extreme pleasure, and if my mouth weren't otherwise occupied I would have done the same. I proceed to rim him for 40 minutes with him leaning down so he could blow what and me a blow it was. His mouth was expert and his tongue did things I had not previously imagined.

Finally I roll out from under him and pull him off of me just as he says "Geoff, please fuck me! I really need it I think. I have never been fucked but my ass just feels empty and having you inside of me would fee great."

I have him lie on his back and I kneel between his legs looking down on his beautiful face. He looks angelic lying there. I line up my cock with his opening and tell him "let me know if you want to stop at any point" and I push forward slowly watching every line on his face. With all the rimming I easily pop in and the look on his face turns into complete happiness. "You OK" I ask knowing the answer.

"Better than OK, just fuck me!" And I do. I start the slow rhythm of fucking making sure he's used to it and then picking up the pace as the tension builds. His ass his so tight it's gripping me like a vice and it feels like a thousand mini hands massaging my cock. I lean down and kiss him as he lies there with his eyes wide open looking directly at me with such a look of pleasure in his eyes. The electricity flowing through the two of us is indescribable. I felt attached to him in biblical ways and I felt pleasure flowing that I didn't previously know existed.

With us kissing passionately, I picked up the gentle assault on River's ass and my pace quickened to a frenzied state. Sweat was running over both of us and River was in total bliss. As I got closer I could see he was as well and my rapid pace pushed him over the edge and he came all over himself and me without even touching himself. The convulsions in his ass because of his orgasm push me to the brink and beyond and I thrust one final thrust deep into his bowels and unload copious amounts of cum deep into him and collapse on top of my boy.

We lay like that for a few minutes both trying to regain our composure and I give him a gentle kiss on the lips that he eagerly returns. "That was great Geoff, I didn't know it could be like that. You were so gentle yet so strong." He says

"I was really conscious of making sure it was good for you and I can tell you it did nothing to take away from my experience, that was the best I've had. Thanks! I say "I'm' hungry though, that work took a lot out of me. Delivery Chinese? We should stay inside in case we feel a need to do THAT again, I know I'll want to."

"You just want to keep me out of the limelight, I know. Thanks Geoff." He says as he hugs me. Chinese would be great!

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written by riverisgod