Date: Fri, 16 Dec 2011 15:07:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Memorable Goodbye

A Memorable Goodbye
By
Storyguy22

   As I strolled across the grass alongside the deeply tanned and extremely
attractive boy, my mind was racing with thoughts of a dozen different
courses of how this short stroll might eventually take. Casting a longing
glance at the teenager I knew the course that I wanted things to take, but
I really doubted that what I wanted would happen. There were simply too
many stars that would need to perfectly align for that, but my curiosity
was definitely peaked, so I trailed quietly along as Scotty led the way to
my apartment.

   There was a palpable air of tension as we made the short trek, a sense
that had begun when his earlier sunny mood had somewhat abruptly turned far
more serious, and he had quietly asked me if we could go to my place for a
while. We had been hanging out at the complex's swimming pool after
spending some time shooting hoops, both being frequent venues for the time
we had fallen into spending together. Scotty had never actually been inside
my apartment, and as much as I longed to have him there alone, I had
refrained from the heavy temptation to lure him there in hope of
successfully seducing him.
   In my more candid and honest moments I admitted to myself that I was a
died-in-the-wool boy lover, and young Scotty had really put my normal
cautious streak to the test over the course of our friendship. I had thus
far managed to keep things platonic between us, but it had definitely not
been easy, believe me. Scotty was a poster boy model for the type of young
boy that was at the very center of my fantasies and desires regarding
teenage boys, and were it not for a series of extenuating circumstances, I
would have happily made my best efforts to get him naked, and in my bed.

   First consideration was, of course, his tender age of 14 years to my own
28, and then there was what I considered to be his somewhat sensitive and
vulnerable emotional circumstance, a situation that kind of smacked of my
being in a position to take unfair advantage of the boy, something I had no
desire to do in spite of my high degree of sexual attraction to the
boy. Over the course of our relationship I had gleaned that he had
experienced more than his share of bad breaks and emotional traumas,
starting with the insecurities of his parents' divorce which had apparently
been a rather ugly affair that took a fair toll on the boy. Since that
breakup he had lost all contact with his departed father as he struggled to
adjust to life as an only child with a single mom. His forced change of
schools had rocked his world pretty good, and he had apparently withdrawn
into a pretty much solo existence as he harbored a degree of guilt
regarding the divorce, and a lack of much effort toward making new
friends. He was right at that sensitive age, racked I'm sure, by the many
tribulations of puberty, and as a boy, uncomfortable about talking things
through with his mom.

   We reached the staircase, and as I trailed Scotty up the steps I
couldn't resist eyeing his perfect little butt as it swayed under his
swimming trunks, and I felt the familiar stirring of desire as I ticked off
his list of attributes. He was simply drop-dead cute, with a bed-head look
of light brown hair that he wore on the shaggy side and a bit long. He was
fit and slender, standing around 5' 8" tall and probably around 115 pounds
with a silky smooth body that was just beginning to take on muscular
development. He was right on the cusp of that point when boys begin to
transition from boy to man, and I had frequently enjoyed his oft cracking
voice when he expressed something that excited him, and while it might have
simply been my wishful thinking, I would have sworn on several occasions
that he was sporting one of those typical teenage spontaneous erections
that occur for no apparent reason. I in fact suffered a fair number of
erections myself when in Scotty's company, but in my case there was solid
reason behind my reaction...Scotty!!! The boy was a serious hottie, no
question of that, and while I had sadly not had the pleasure of seeing,
fondling, or tasting his hidden treasures, the rest of him I had seen as we
shot hoops and swam, and it was youthful perfection right down to his
smooth chest and dark nipples, his flat tummy, and his colt-like legs and
feet. As I lay in my bed at night I would conjure up strong visions of how
he would look naked and excited, and his youthful scent would seem so very
real in my lust-filled mind that I swore I could almost taste him, an event
I would kill to have happen.

   Reaching my front door, I leaned around Scotty to key the lock, and our
bare skin made contact sending a jolt to my balls, and I pushed open the
door, and stepped back for him t enter as I followed, and shut the door. I
briefly wondered if any neighbors had seen my invite a teen boy into my
apartment, and then dismissed the concern, deciding that nothing untoward
was likely to happen between us. Scotty moved into the living room, and
settled onto my sofa, and I offered him a cold drink which I went to get
from the kitchen. Returning, I handed him a glass and then sat down beside
him and was mildly surprised and pleased when he splayed his legs
sufficient to have our bare thighs end up touching.

   We sipped and chatted a bit, Scotty expressing his sadness at the fact
that on the morrow he and his mom would be leaving the complex to move into
a rented house that would land him back in his old school district, and he
expressed his happiness at our having become friends through our mutually
enjoyed basketball and swimming while he had lived here. I assured him that
I too had enjoyed all that, and I honestly told him how much I would miss
his presence, and how I hoped we would stay in touch. He got a bit
misty-eyed as we talked, and he surprised me once again by suddenly
throwing his lithe body against me as he grasped me in a big hug. I wrapped
my arms around him and hugged him back, holding him as his boyish scent
flooded my senses. We quietly cuddled for a bit, and then he kind of
mumbled against my shoulder, a tremor in his cracking voice as he said,

   "I really need to tell you something Rob...is that okay...?...it's
pretty heavy, but shit...I just need to talk to somebody!"

   I stroked his soft hair with my fingers as I ran my other hand over his
warm, smooth back and I replied,

   "Sure you can, Scotty...anything at anytime...what's up, Buddy?"

   He sniffed a little, and pulled his head back to look at me with those
piercing blue eyes of his, and with a deep breath he blurted,

   "I think...aw shit, I know, pretty much...I think I'm gay, Rob!"

   It was probably the last thing I expected him to say, and I kept my
newly sprung hope and joy concealed as best I could a I told him with a
smile,

   "And your point is, Scotty...?...being gay is hardly fatal you know...at
least it hasn't killed me just yet."

   His eyes went wide, and a stunned look crossed his sweet face as he let
that sink in before he blurted again,

   "Seriously...?...no way...really...?...you...you're...you mean...YOU are
GAY...?"

      I chuckled; nodding my head yes as he suddenly giggled, and grabbed
me in another big hug, his sudden tears wet on my chest and arm. Gathering
himself, he looked at me, his grin of relief making me smile as well, and
he gasped loudly,

   "Oh man...this is, like, just so cool...awesome...it makes me feel like
I'm okay now...not alone, and stuff...wow!"

   I let him ramble some, and then gently asked just how he had arrived at
this conclusion about himself, and after he explained his lack of interest
in girls and his constant attraction and curiosity about sex with other
males, I quietly inquired as to his depth of real life sexual
experiences. He batted his eye lashes at me sweetly and gave a small shrug
as he answered me, saying,

   "I actually haven't...not much, anyway...this one boy at my old school
and me...well...a couple of times we kinda...played with each other...you
know...like jerking each other off...but I really, really liked it...and I
would have done lots more if I didn't move...probably not anything like
stuff you probably have...do you, like, do stuff lots, Rob...like, with
guys, I mean...?"

   I chuckled at that, admitting to myself that my own gay experiences were
in fact somewhat limited given my proclivity for teenage boys and all the
inherent dangers that go with that particular taste, and I answered the boy
honestly a I told him,

   "Not nearly as much as you might think, Scotty...I guess I'm not really
your average gay guy...I mean, adult men aren't much my thing, so it's
pretty limiting...the thing is, Buddy, I am really into young dudes like
you...exactly like you, in fact...and going down that road can get
dangerous really fast if anyone finds out about it...the young age consent
thing, you know?"

   Ne nodded his understanding and I saw the surprise on his face as he
registered my admission, and then he grinned his stunning smile, and
gushed,

   "Oh man, Rob...way cool...amazing even...do you think
that...uh...we...me and you, I mean...could we do it...sex stuff...me and
you...can we...?"

   My pulse was off the chart and my heart hammered in my chest as I mulled
that over for probably seven seconds, and then I said,

   "Scotty...oh God how I would love to make love with you...look at me for
God's sake, I'm actually shaking I want that so much...but God
Scotty...nobody could ever know...nobody, or I go to jail...you understand
that, right?"

   His head bobbed rapidly and he actually made a cross-my-heart sign which
caused me to laugh, and I pulled him close to me, and hugged him tightly as
he said against my chest, tears of joy dripping onto my skin,

   "Please, Rob...oh please...I want to so much...I need to...please
Rob...please help me...teach me...show me...PLEASE...!!"

   Alright now, let's get real here. I am a fairly honorable man at heart,
and have mostly exhibited saintly restraint in my lust for young boys, but
this was way over the top, even for me. Right here on my sofa and in my
arms was a scantily clad pretty boy who I had been lusting after for
months, and he was actually begging me to take him to bed and have my way
with his luscious young body. What human animal could ever refuse such an
offer, I ask you...certainly not me, and in a nano-second I decided screw
the jail time and the horrid orange jumpsuit, I was going for it all! In a
flash I was up and scooped a startled Scotty into my arms as I all but ran
down the hallway to my bedroom as he giggled and clung to me for dear life.

   In the bedroom, I set the boy down on the bed and settled in alongside
him. He melted into my arms, and I nuzzled and kissed his neck as my hands
roamed over his silky smooth skin, his chest and arms, and his soft tummy
as my lips and tongue explored his hairless underarms as he squirmed under
my onslaught, and when I slipped my hand down to his bulging crotch and
grasped the rock hard stalk I found there he groaned loudly. I groped his
rampant boyhood, pleased with his ample appendage that I quickly estimated
at a good five inches and about as big in girth as my adult thumb, and as I
gently stroked him, he huffed and gasped, his head rolling on the pillow in
lust. Bending over him, I lapped his dark nipples, and sucked each in turn,
and then I trailed my tongue wetly down over his soft tummy. I tugged at
his swim trunks, and he quickly lifted his pert little butt to allow me to
tug them down his legs, and I dropped them on the floor, leaving him fully
naked under my hungry gaze.

   "Oh my God, Scotty...you are just so beautiful...so perfect...perfect
body, and such a beautiful cock...so big...so very hard...I just want to
gobble you up!" I groaned, meaning every syllable.

   His sweet face and smooth upper torso were glowing with flush, part
desire and part blush, I guessed, and he shuddered strongly and hissed,

   "You get naked too, Rob...hurry up...I want to see all of you, too...and
touch you!"

   Clamoring, I quickly complied, and in another second we were clinging to
each other's naked body, a full tangle of arms, legs, and throbbing
erections. Taking a gambol, I kissed his fully on his sweet mouth, and
following my lead his tongue invaded my mouth as we grappled at each
other's pulsing cock, and plump balls, our hands seemingly everywhere as we
eagerly explored with abandon. In short order I was going down on his
beautiful young cock, the sense of it sliding onside my mouth as I sucked
him, alternating with taking his balls into my mouth as I sucked them one
at a time. His fresh scent made me dizzy with lust, and I felt his soft
hands working my rigid cock and tender balls. So lust filled was the event
that all too soon his youthful excitement overwhelmed him, and I heard his
frantic warning that he was going to spew, and I just sucked him all the
harder, aching to taste his sweet nectar as it spurted into my hungry
mouth. He groaned loudly as his balls unloaded in a very impressive
eruption of amazingly sweet young cum, and I savored every drop and dribble
until he was spent, and panting heap of boy who lay gasping on my much
disheveled bed. My own body was on the verge of explosion, and I tweaked
around to press against his nakedness as I pumped my hips, grinding my
aching cock against his firm little ass until I coated him with about a
quart of sticky cum.

   We rested then, cuddling and cooing as our hands continued to explore
each other, and soon our cocks were rock hard once more. Adjusting
position, we swung around to a classic sixty-nine, and I thrilled to the
incredible sensation of Scotty's warm mouth enclosing my dick as he found
his rhythm and soon he was bringing me another thundering orgasm with that
velvet-like mouth as he gamely gagged down my load at nearly the same time
as I was swallowing his second offering. More recovery followed, and then
another incredible round of amazing sex, and I even pushed his knees back
to his chest as I probed his sweet little pucker with my tongue as he
thrashed all over the bed, grunting his pleasure and surprise. He tasted
amazing, so fresh and pure, and I wanted so very badly to plunge my rampant
cock into his buttery softness, but I checked that idea, fearing it a bit
much, a bit soon. We fed each other our stiff cocks again, and eagerly
savored each other's offerings, and after a rest, we shared a shower which
naturally precipitated bringing each other to a final cum spewing soapy
orgasm, albeit a less copious one.

   Exhausted but glowingly happy, I sent the delicious Scotty on his way
home, armed of course with my cell number so that he could call whenever he
had the opportunity for a reprise, which he was in fact to do on several
future occasions, each as completely stunning as the first. I lost track of
Scotty eventually when he went away to college, and I missed him and our
trysts, but by then the truth was that he was getting to the upper end of
my age preference, so I let him go with a sigh and fond remembrances, and
began a new quest for another teen boy.

The End
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