Date: Fri, 24 Dec 2004 09:24:46 -0800
From: Bob Hook <bobhook10@hotmail.com>
Subject: after-school-movie (part 5)

Back home, I was in my bedroom, getting ready to take a shower. As I stood,
undoing the buttons on my shirt, my mind flashed back to the scene at the
theater, when Mr. Carl had been the one undoing my shirt, and slowly
stripping it from my thin body, and my nipples tingled, and stiffened, as I
remembered his touches there, and the incredible feeling of his lips, and
tongue, as he licked, and sucked my small nubs! Dropping the shirt on my
bed, I slid two fingers into my mouth, wetting them, then, teased my small,
tight, nipples, sucking in my breath as I trembled, remembering the electric
feeling that seemed to travel from my nipples to my balls, as Mr. Carl
worked his magic on them. My boy cock swelled, and poked strongly at my fly,
as I gently pulled, and pinched, the stiff tissue!

Opening my belt, and zip, I let my pants fall around my ankles, looking
down, and seeing my white briefs distended, the hard little nail poking
straight out from my groin! I flexed it, and giggled, seeing it jump inside
my small, tight, briefs! Hooking my thumbs into the elastic waist, I skinned
the briefs down my thin legs, and stepped out of them, and my pants, leaving
me naked except for my white gym socks, exactly as I had stood before Mr.
Carl, less than two hours ago! I wiggled my boner again, giggled, and cupped
my smooth balls in my hand, recalling that breath taking sensation, as well!
I sat, naked, on my bed, and brought one foot up, and removed the sock, then
the other foot, and sock. With my leg up, flat footed on the bed, I leaned
down, bending my back as far as possible, desperately wanting to get my
small cock into my mouth, but it was physically impossible to bend that far!
I sighed, disappointed, but consoling myself with the knowledge that, soon
enough, I would again experience the white hot pleasure of Mr. Carl's warm,
wet, sucking, mouth as he engulfed my little prick, swallowing it to its
base!

I picked up a towel, and some clean briefs, poked my head out the door to
ensure that my Mom wasn't in site, then trotted down the hallway to the
bathroom, my hard, little cock pointing the way! I closed the door, and
turned on the spray, letting it run to warm the water. I looked into the
full length mirror on the back of the door, and realized that my reflection
was exactly the view Mr. Carl had, after he had fully undressed me, and I
stood, naked, before him. I was thin, and coltish built, with a small bit of
baby fat still collected at my waist. I inspected my small, stiff, nipples
in the mirror, and again felt the tingle of the man's mouth there, an
awesome sensation, totally unknown to me, scant hours ago! My chest, and
tummy were completely hairless, and blemish free, the navel a small, concave
knot. I noted my scant, few, pubic hairs sprouting slowly at the base of my
protruding cock, and then the cock, itself, hard this way, maybe close to 4
inches in length, thin, and very smooth skinned, ending in a slightly
flared, circumcised, mushroom like, head, with its tiny, tight, slit. On the
bottom side of the head, I noted the small "v", where the ring of skin
joined, and I lightly stroked there, with a finger, shuddering, as I
recalled vividly the touch of Mr. Carl there, as well. My balls were small,
and kind of cute, I thought, the scrotum hairless, tight, and slightly
wrinkled, tucked snugly below my dick, and between my smooth thighs. I
cupped the bag, remembering Mr. Carl's warm mouth there, gently sucking each
small orb, then the entire package! I groaned, and shuddered!

But today, a new, and completely unexpected, sensation had been introduced!
I turned, looking back over my shoulder, seeing the twin mounds of my small,
firm, ass reflected in the mirror, and the snug cleft dividing them, and
recalled feeling the mans big hands there, gripping the melons firmly, and
spreading them, opening that most secret part of me to his gaze! My naked
body trembled, as I mentally relived the touch of his tongue to that most
forbidden place! I bent, slightly, and reached back, separating the mounds,
and exposing my tiny pucker to the mirror. Slightly pink, slightly tan, it
appeared almost as a tiny crease of wrinkled skin, hairless, and tightly
clenched. I pressed my finger against the spot, and gasped, recalling the
sensation of the big man fingers touching there, then pressing, to slid
through the tight muscle, entering my body, and pressing deeper, to that
incredible place that he had rubbed, causing my boy cock to erupt, and spew
forth my warm cream, the very instant he had touched me there! Mr. Carl, I
decided, had made me alive, turning my small, young, body into a instrument
of pleasure, evoking so many new, and wonderful, sensations in me, that it
made it near to impossible for me to wait to be with the man, once again!

Stepping into the stall, I stood under the warm spray, slowly soaping my
chest, and tummy, the slippery soap once again bringing the tingle to my
stiff little nipples! I stroked my erect cock in my soap slick hand, my
other hand tugging at my tight balls, bringing on a small, but pleasurable,
dull ache, as I gripped the tight sack, pulling it, and forcing the two orbs
together, a small, tight, balloon between my thumb, and fingers! Releasing
my balls, I stroked my hard nail faster, feeling the pressure rise within
me, the need for release growing! Spreading lots of soap on my free hand, I
dipped a slick finger into my hot crack, finding the tiny pucker, and
strummed my fingertip against the tight ring, my fist flying over my leaking
cock! Rising up on my tiptoes, I pressed, and my finger passed through the
muscle, and invaded my tunnel, going full length inside of me! I groaned,
and remembered the pressure I had felt from the man's fat fingers in me, and
longed to feel it again! I probed my hot hole, and jerked my throbbing cock,
jabbing my sunken finger around, desperate to find that special place, the
place Mr. Carl knew so well, then, my finger encountered a small, hard,
knot, and pressed into it, as I yelled, out loud, my small prick exploding,
the creamy juice spraying everywhere, as I jetted glob, after glob, of boy
cumm, my knees buckling, as I sank to the floor, panting, my finger still
deeply imbedded, as I saw bright flashes of light, dance before my eyes!!

The water cascaded over me, my chest heaved, as I panted, gasping for air,
and slowly slid my finger out of my stretched hole. I lay there, unable to
move just yet, as I heard my Mother tapping the door, and calling to see if
I was alright! I realized, then, that I actually had yelled out loud at the
intensity of the orgasm, and my heart flipped, fearing that she would open
the door, and find me collapsed on the shower floor, my shrunken prick still
oozing my slime, and the remnants of my copious discharge painted on the
shower wall! I sucked in air, and called to her that I was fine, and would
be out in a minute. I turned off the spray, and slowly got to my feet, still
weak at the knees, and stepped out of the shower. I toweled off, giggling at
the reflected image of my now soft, and tiny cock, swinging, and bouncing,
about between my thighs, as I dried, pulled on my fresh briefs, and padded
back to my room, to collapse onto my bed, sated, already thinking of
tomorrow, and my next after school movie, and Mr. Carl!