Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2007 15:24:26 +0000
From: J. Edward White
Subject: A Model Boy 3

    "My, you little rascal, you're as hard as you were this morning!"
exclaimed Brad.
    "I guess it's the movie. I just love watching you squirt all that
stuff!", said Jeff.  "Tell me what that clear stuff is you have dripping
down your penis?"
    "I guess I enjoy watching myself cum as much as you do." That is the
secretion of Cowper's glands, deep inside your cock. It's to lube you up so
you can more easily slip it into a pussy."
    "What's a pussy?" said the boy.
    "Oh my, you do need educating!. I've told my girlfriend about you and
she wants to help with the teaching process. She's hot to claim your
virginity."
    "I think I'd like that a lot. Tell me about her."
    Brad said, "As you've noticed, I have a few watercolors hanging
around. I like to paint as a hobby and I hired he to pose for me. She's
quite lovely. Red hair, slim, stacked, and also a model, but for women's
clothes. It started out as a purely job thing, but one day she, out of the
blue, asked if the bulge in my jeans meant I was interested in her more
than just a passive model. Fifteen minutes later, we were in the sack
fucking like rabbits. In addititon to being a great lay, she's bright and
fun and we've spent a lot of time together. And by the way, the way your
cowper's glands are working, it must you like the thought a lot.  Also by
the way, in the vernacular, that's called precum." Then Brad reached over
to pick up a fingertip full of the freely flowing juice under
discussion. "Tastes nice, but that's probably all the fruit and vegetables
I've been feeding you."
    Jeff followed suit and said "I think I like that better than the taste
of cum. It's more salty and not so cloying."
    "Part of that is the salt from your fingertip. As they say, usually
it's better right out of the spigot." and with that he leaned over the
boy's lap and cleaned the end of his bobbing cock with his tongue. Without
another word he licked his lips and slowly took the boy's turgid helmet
into his mouth and continued his lingual assault on the boydick at hand. He
shifted his attention to Jeff's "g string", the tip of his tongue swirling
from the underside of the glans.circling to the frenulum and continuing to
the other side of the glans. It seemed like the boy was on fire, he was
thrashing and moaning with such intensity, but his pleaure peaked in what
seemed to Brad like thirty seconds (but time does fly when you're having
fun). Jeff's head rolled back on the couch and he literally hollered:
AAAAGGGGHHHHHhhhhhhhh, Ahhhh, Ah, Ah, Ah, aaaaaaaaaaa. Brad felt the boy's
semen coating his tongue and stopped swirling his tongue but kept Jeff's
cock lovingly in his mouth.  He looked up at Jeff who slowly came back to
the real world; his head came off the back of the couch, he stared at Brad,
and finally found his voice.
    "That was a new high point!  I never believed anything could feel so
good!", said Jeff. Brad replied by releasing Jeff's member from his mouth
and rising to give Jeff a long, slow, soft kiss. Jeff's lips parted and
Brad gently inserted his cummy tongue between them. Jeff froze for a
moment, then began to suck his cum from Brad's mouth. When he had sucked
his mentor's mouth dry, he rested his head on Brad's shoulder and
said. "I'll never forget this moment. I haven't been really kissed since
Mom died.  And you're all hard. I want to kiss your penis and taste your
precum." Having unloaded for the moment anyway, the boy was able to take
his time: he began where Brad had the first time and began licking his
mentor's balls. Rolling them around with his tongue and then gently sucking
one after the other into his mouth. Brad began to moan when the boy turned
his attention to the stream of precum coursing down his dick. Teasing, he
slowly licked the throbbing cock, above, below and each side working slowly
toward the leaking glans, but stopping to suck a nipple, or stroke an inner
thigh, returning to suck on Brad's musky smelling ballsac and back to
Brad's straining organ.Slipping open the drawer, not taking his attention
away from Brad's member, he lubed his forefinger and began to stroke his
teacher's pucker.

   "Oh, God, stick it in!" implored Brad, but the boy was enjoying making
Brad squirm. Finally he slipped his finger in to the knuckle and began to
search for Brad's prostate. Easy to find, it was the size of a walnut. Jeff
began stroking Brad's prostate in a circular motion while he took his
helmet into his eager mouth and began stroking it in a similar manner with
his tongue. Then Jeff found he could roll Brad's swollen balls around with
his thumb while stroking his prostate with his finger. But Jeff continued
to tease as before. Then, rather than gentle strokes, Jeff put strong
fingertip pressure on Brad's prostate and began sucking his helmet firmly
and fast. That was the finishing touch for Brad; his hips lifted off the
couch, legs and abdomen shaking, and drove his cock as deep into Jeff's
eager mouth as he could.
    "AAAAARRRrrrgggghhhhhh! Brad yellled. Oh, Oh, Oghhhh, o, o, o,
ooooooo. Moaned Brad while the boy was trying his best to swallow the jets
of hot cum pouring into his throat. Jeff watched in slow motion as the root
of Brad's cock pulled down, his cockhead swelled, his asshole clenched and
a squirt of mancum tickled his tongue and poured down his throat over and
over.  He did well, but when he stretched up to return his mentor's jizzy
kiss, some of the magic white liquid was dribbling down his chin. He
attacked Brad's mouth with his tongue and knew Brad would enjoy the
cumkiss. The kiss morphed into a cuddle and they lay of the couch for the
next hour just enjoying each other's closeness.
    Jill was everything Brad promised and more. She was lively and funny
and downright cute and Jeff had a continual hardon all through dinner.
Doing the dishes, Jill said, "Gawd, it's hot in here!", and proceeded to
shed her top. "Come on, guys, catch up!" Brad was out of his shirt before
she finished the sentence and jeff eagerly followed. By the time the
kitchen was cleaned up, they were all naked and the boys both erect and
leaking precum.  "Looks like we'd better retire to that big king sized bed
of yours, Brad.", she said, and off they went.
    "Per your instructions, Jill, I sucked Jeff dry after lunch and he
ought to be slow enough to enjoy.", said Brad, and that elicited a full
scale blush from Jeff.
    "It's OK, Jeff. I still get off too fast sometimes, but I can recycle
and cum again in a couple of minutes.  Wow, Brad didn't exaggerate; you do
have a big pecker for any man, let alone a boy.  You're going to scare a
lot of girls in a couple of years and buttfucking will be out of the
question! Now, come on over to Jill and let her show you how to make a girl
smile."
    "Smile hell, she screams like a banshee when she cums!", said Brad.
    "That's it, Jeff, just lie down next to me, and lick my breast.  Hee!
That tickles! Now, the underside of the breast is tickly and tender,
usually the top moreso, but the fun starts around the nipple. So just
slowly lick around the nipple. When the nipple gets hard, you can move in
to that.  Oooo, nice. I didn't even have to tell you about sucking it, you
figured that out by yourself. Feels Gooooooood!. Take more breast in now -
suck in as much as you can get in your mouth and suck yourself back to the
nipple. God, you're a quick study. You seem to know how much stimulation
feels good without being rough. Ahhh, man, I could cum just with this
alone."
    "I told you he was a natural.", said Brad.
    "OK, jeff, now, lick your way down to my pussy. Am I as wet as I think
I am?"
    "Mmmmmmmmm. Soaking, Said Jeff. You taste good!"
    "Took a bath just before I got here.  Every girl has an individual
taste. Some aren't tolerable bath or no bath and some smell and taste
luscious even after sitting on a horse all day.  Mostly the smell changes
with diet, activity, cleanliness, and stage of the menstrual cycle so I'm
glad you caught me on a good day."
    "Jeff, I can tell you, she never has a bad day.", said Brad.  "You
horny bastard, you'd have your tongue in my snatch if I'd been sitting on a
compost pile all day!", said Jill.  She spread her legs and her swollen
slippery cunt lips opened spontaneously to accept the offer of Jeff's
probing tongue.  "Lower, lower...Yessss! run your tongue around my
hole. Oh, God, you don't need training, you know how to do it!  Now, stick
your tongue in and tongue fuck me. Oh, yummy!  Go up to my clitty, it wants
to be rubbed."

   "What's a clitty?", said Jeff.

   "Watch my finger", said Jill, "and that's where I want your tongue."
She reached down and began circling he clit with her forefinger.

   "It looks like a little penis." said Jeff.

   "It doesn't pee, but it has all the same nerve endings. Son, you HAVE
the touch! Now put your finger in my pussy and crook it, like you were
going to massage Brad's prostate. That's my G spot. Faster and firmer. Oh
my, my, my, Aieeeeeeee! I'm cummingggggg! EEE! EEEE! E!  EE! AAAHhhhhhhhh.
Ohhhh, thank you, that was lovely.