Date: Wed, 30 Jul 2008 13:53:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Week of Boys (8)

Thursday & Adam: (cont'd.)

Should you ever find yourself afforded the opportunity to share a shower
with a drop-dead cute thirteen year old boy, my unwavering advise would be
that you take it; instantly, and without reservation. It is truly one of
life's golden experiences, even if it is a mostly non-sexual event, as was
the one that Adam and I had just enjoyed, assuming that moving ones sudsy
hands all over the shimmering skin of a naked young boy can ever be
considered a non-sexual event.

   Even Adam's giggling reaction to my discovering the more ticklish areas
of his lithe body as I soaped each nook of him wasn't enough of a
distraction to deter his sculpted boyhood from going beautifully erect, and
he giggled even harder when I pushed down on the rigid little nail and then
let it go, so that it slapped noisily against his smooth groin. Settling
myself on the small bench that was affixed in the corner of the shower, I
had pulled him across my knee, face down, as I spread a thick lather over
the stunning mounds of his young butt, and swabbed his narrow crease with
my soapy finger, teasing at his tiny pucker with a soapy fingertip.

    Okay, it might have gone into the realm of a sexual event once or twice
when I actually penetrated that perfect oval with my finger as he squealed
in mock agony, or when I simply could not resist taking his proud boy-nail
into my mouth briefly as I knelt before him to towel his colt-like legs
dry. I suppose we should also count my taking his plump little scrotum
fully into my mouth as a sexually related event, given that his reaction to
my doing so clearly telegraphed that he certainly considered it sexual in a
way that he definitely seemed to enjoy.  Other than those few minor
aberrations, I thought that I had conducted myself rather well given that I
was in fact naked, and in a very small space with an equally naked, and
very erect, beautiful young boy.

   The ablutions complete, I surrendered to an earlier temptation that had
occurred to me back when I had first laid eyes on the boy, when I deposited
the damp towel onto the vanity, and then scooped the naked little guy up in
my arms, and carried him into the bedroom as he giggled and thrashed about
in my grasp. Reaching the wide bed, I flipped him over so that he was
"sunny-side-up," and lightly slapped his pretty ass a couple of times
before I dumped him somewhat unceremoniously onto the bed amid peals of
giggles. He scrambled to the top of the bed, and punched up some pillows,
then flipped over onto his back, pulling the pillows under his head. His
slender arms went to his sides, and he splayed those lovely legs widely,
his proud young boner and tender pink pouch on full display as I stood
there trying not to drool like some demented senior citizen on the rest
home porch. Gawd, he was just so beautiful, so perfect in every way that I
was tempted to pinch myself just to assure I wasn't dreaming.

   Adam looked up at me, an impish little smile on his cherubic face, and
he saucily flexed his proud little boner several times as he teased at me,
saying,

   "Do you like how I look Mister...?...do you wanna touch me all over,
Mister...?... hmmm...?"

   I gave it a beat, feigning contemplation of my answer, and his bravado
slipped just a little as his impish grin faded slightly, a tiny nagging
doubt making him wonder if I might not be interested in his heart stopping
offer of carnal delight. Moving quickly to restore his confidence, I knelt
on the bed, and reached out to grip that perfect boy-cock in my hand as I
smiled my best wicked grin and I worked my eyebrows up and down in a
sinister manner as I told him,

   "If you looked any better little boy, I would just have to eat you all
up...and...as a matter of fact I do want to touch you all
over...everywhere...inside and out!"

   His impish grin made an instant return, and he giggled as he thrust his
little butt up and down as I continued to stroke his pretty erection up and
down, and I had to laugh as he said,

   "Oh goody...I really like how you touch me Mister...so do it some
more...touch me all over...everywhere!"

   There is some old saw that proclaims something along the line of "never
look gift horses in the mouth" and over the next hour or more I took my
little gift horse at his word, as I fully immersed myself in doing just
that, touching the boy everywhere, again and again. I held his naked
smoothness against me, our rock hard cocks sliding against each other as my
hands explored the soft smooth skin of his back, his legs, and that
succulent little bubble butt. I kissed his lush mouth, and licked his full
lips, and then sucked his thrusting tongue. I licked his tiny ears, and
tasted the creamy skin in his hairless underarms as he giggled softly. I
licked and sucked his tiny dark nipples in turn, and then trailed my tongue
slowly down the length of his satin smooth torso. Reaching his little
navel, I licked it, and drove the pointed tip of my tongue into it as he
squirmed beneath me, and then I licked all along the width of his
snow-white groin, searching out the scant wisps of the few silky strands of
recently emerged pubic hairs that were here and there along his creamy
skin, and I tugged on the fine strands with my teeth. I went right past his
rampant boyhood, and licked his inner thigh until I reached his knee cap,
and then crossed over to lick back up his opposite inner thigh.

   Reaching the apex of his smooth legs, I dug my tongue into the narrow
crease of skin where his thigh joined his trunk, and then I extended my
tongue, and lapped all over his hairless sac, soaking the crinkled pouch
with my saliva. I opened my mouth then, and carefully captured his
developing sperm makers inside my mouth, and then sucked them gently as
Adam groaned happily, his delicate fingers tugging at my hair. After a long
period of sucking his balls, I backed off, and then ran my tongue up the
length of his erection, base to tip, following the prominent vein that
traveled the underside of it. Reaching the wide knob of the head, I tongued
the slightly spongy flesh, and pushed my tongue tip into the tiny slit at
its center as Adam thrust his hips up at me. I lowered my head, and slid
the length of his pretty boyhood fully into my mouth, and began a steady
suctioning up and down as my hand went behind his balls, and ran my finger
along his perineum, adding pressure upward to prod his prostate gland from
the outside.

   Adam was huffing like a steam locomotive as he thrashed around on the
bed, his senses in heavy overload as I did my level best to comply with his
earlier challenge to touch him everywhere. His rock hard boyhood slid
deliciously across my tongue, and the satin smooth skin of his penis moved
smoothly through my gripping lips as my probing finger reached the warm
crease of his pretty little ass, and I dug into the tightness, moving my
finger to the tiny ridges of muscle that guarded his tight little
treasure. I probed around it, pressing into the tight resistance as my
mouth continued to work his pulsing erection, and he grunted as I wormed
the tip of my finger up inside of him about an inch. He instantly flexed
his inner muscles, clamping his warm furrow tightly on my probing finger
which caused his boyhood to buck in my mouth. I could taste the almond-like
flavor of his flowing juices, a sure sign he wasn't far from another
ejaculation, so I backed off his tasty young penis, and then ran my tongue
behind his taut balls and all along the length of his hairless perineum
until I reached the crease of his pretty butt. I got my arms behind his
knees, and lifted them, bending his knees nearly to his chest, opening his
pink little treasure to my hungry gaze.

   Gripping the perfect mounds of his butt, I spread him, and then dove
right in, driving my tongue into his tight sphincter over and over. Adam
uttered a string of mostly unintelligible noises as I eagerly licked his
tasty little hole intermixed with actual penetration with my tongue. He
tasted wonderful, a mix of the recently applied soap, and just plain
boy-sweet. I lapped him and licked him like a starving man at a buffet, and
he thrashed around the bed, his thin arms beating at the mattress while he
continued his steady cadence of moans and grunts. My own cock throbbed as I
ground against the bed, and when my jaw finally cramped from the somewhat
awkward position I was in, I backed away from his now sodden treasure, and
rolled first to my side to grab up the lube I had earlier placed on the
handy bedside table, and then onto my back. Adam watched my movements, his
eyes focused on my raging erection, and he smiled with understanding as I
began to liberally lube up my cock. That accomplished, I reached out to tug
him atop me, and he quickly figured out what I wanted as he placed his
knees at either side of my waist, his sweet butt just above, and slightly
in front of my throbbing erection.

   I poured a good amount of the slippery gel onto my hand and then reached
for his rigid little nail, gripping it, and then stroking it with my slick
fist. Adam squealed, his hips thrusting against my grip, and I moved my
other hand around him to apply a dollop of the gel to his tight little
opening. I moved my hands to his creamy smooth underarms, and lifted him up
a bit as he scooted his butt back, and aligned himself with my rock hard
cock. His hand went behind him, and he gripped the base of my cock as he
settled his pretty boy butt down onto me, wiggling his little ass around
until my cock head pushed against his opening. His eyes went wide then, and
he pulled in a big breath, and then added his weight to the mix, and it was
my turn to grunt as his resistance faded, and the silken tightness of his
narrow sheath slowly imbedded itself with my cock.  He slid steadily down
on my length until I was fully inside his incredible warmth and tightness,
and then he paused a moment, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched as he
adjusted to my cock filling him. I held still, shuddering from the stunning
sensations emanating from my cock, and watched as he slowly exhaled the
breath, and opened his eyes to look down at me. A slow smile crossed his
flushed face, and he inhaled again, and then said in a slightly hoarse
voice,

   "Oh gosh...wow...it's a big one...but...wow...!"

   I grinned back at him, and nodded my head, and then a shiver ran down my
spine as Adam slowly rose up, dragging his hot little ass along the length
of my aching cock until only the head remained in his gripping sheath. He
paused again, closing his eyes as his head rolled, and he slowly settled
back down, once more swallowing my entire length onto his velvet sheath. I
continued to pump my lube slicked fist on his rampant boyhood as he rode
me, finding his own rhythm as he continued his stream of happy noises, and
time lost all meaning as we merged in the ultimate pleasure that is the
joining of man and boy. It could have been minutes or hours as I abandoned
all focus other than the amazing boy who rode my drooling cock as I
steadily fisted his own leaking tool, and no matter the expended time, all
too soon we reached a nearly simultaneous conclusion to our combined
effort.

   Adam was scant seconds ahead of me as he let loose a kind of guttural
sound from deep in his heaving chest as his pretty boyhood spasmed strongly
in my grip, and spurted repeatedly, streamers of his creamy nectar spewing
over my chest and stomach as his balls churned forth his youthful
essence. My own orgasm triggered as I watched in awe while he ejaculated
over me, and just seconds after he began spewing, my cock jerked and
ejected what seemed like the load of my life deep into his hot little
channel. It seemed as though I just kept cumming, my spewing cock a
veritable semen pump as I flooded his tender insides with might have been a
full quart of my juices, and when it finally ended, I was spent, and
gasping loudly. Adam stopped riding my drained cock then, and he just kind
of collapsed forward onto me, our conjoined bodies smearing his impressive
offering between us as I wrapped my arms around his back, and held him
tightly against me. We stayed that way as our labored breathing began to
settle, and when he lifted his head off my chest to look at me, I pulled
him in, and kissed his lush little mouth. His tongue slid into my mouth,
and I sucked it, and then he pulled away, and fixed me with one of those
dazzling and boyish smiles as he said,

   "Wow...how amazing was that...?"

   I laughed, my head nodding in complete agreement as I replied,

   "totally...that's how amazing that was little dude...totally amazing!"

   Following a bit of cuddling on the bed, we repeated the mostly clinical
shared shower scene, and then padded naked into the living room. We snacked
on the remnants of the room service table, and finished off the now room
temperature juice, and then Adam began gathering his clothing. Unable to
bare the thought of his covering that perfect little body I stopped him,
and took the clothing from him and dropped it on the sofa. Moving to the
arm chair, I sat down and positioned him in front of me as I once more
began fondling his sculpted boyhood, and his plump little pouch while my
free hand roamed over his creamy smoothness, teasing his tiny nipples, and
savoring the soft smooth tummy. His penis instantly went fully erect under
my attentions, and I scooted to the edge of my chair, and lowered my head
to take his stiff nail inside my mouth once more.

   His hands went to my head, gripping it at the sides as I bobbed steadily
over his very tasty boyhood while my fingers probed his grape sized balls,
and Adam bucked back and forth in sync with my head movements, his hands
guiding my head. I tasted his slightly tart fluids, and after several
minutes of savoring his silken hardness gliding in and out of my drooling
mouth, he grunted, and rolled up onto his toes as his cock swelled, and
then once more erupted as his warm and creamy boy-honey flooded my eager
mouth. I gulped his offering right down, and then sat back to plant a wet
kiss on the very sensitive knob of his wilting boyhood, and then leaned
forward and licked and kissed the softness of his tummy. He bent down then,
and closed his soft mouth over mine briefly, and then he turned, and went
to his clothes. He dressed, and then walked back over to me, and we shared
one last soft kiss as I groped his boyhood over his shorts for a brief
moment, and then he turned, and went to the door. He opened it, and then
gave me one final look as he smiled prettily, and made a cute little wave
with his fingers. I grinned and winked, returning his wave, and then he was
gone, the door clicking shut behind him. I sighed heavily, and ran my
tongue through my mouth to savor the lingering sweetness of his creamy
nectar, and then heaved myself up, and wandered across to the writing desk
where I opened the book of boy profiles. I idly flipped through the pages,
my mind already wondering about tomorrow, and my Friday-boy.

(To Be Continued)
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