Date: Thu, 19 Apr 2007 10:32:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Along Came Justin (5)

   Over the next several days, I was to enjoy another three opportunities
to explore young Justin's slender body, as he would eagerly present himself
at my condo unit within minutes of his Mother's departure. With each
session, the boy seemed to progressively shed his initial coyness, and had
actually become the aggressor in our games, making his desires abundantly
clear by quickly stripping out of whatever meager clothing he had deemed
necessary for the short trip from his unit to mine. He had become greatly
enamored of my obvious delight in seeing him naked, and had even become
quite the little exhibitionist, parading his cute little body around my
living room while I sat back, and savored his naked cuteness. On a couple
of occasions he had even turned on some music, and danced for my viewing
pleasure, gyrating his lithe body in sync with the beat, his sweet little
boyhood bouncing saucily off his sparsely haired groin in full erection,
then, turning himself, as he leaned forward, and wiggled his perfect little
butt to the music. Once he had had his fill of tantalizing me, at the same
time ramping up his own horniness, he would present himself in front of me,
his proud little stanchion waving in my face, as he instructed me to suck
him, which I only too happily did.

   In addition to his delightful exhibitionist streak, Justin had
definitely developed a fondness for my sucking his rigid four inches of
delicious boy meat, interspersed with my licking and sucking his taut
little scrotum, and the twin nuggets that it contained, while my hands and
fingers busily explored that delightful little bum, and the warm furrow
that divided it. He reciprocated the pleasure that I delivered him by
happily fondling my own rigidly erect cock, stroking me with his slender,
and delicate fingers, and fist, until I erupted with what he had come to
identify as "huge fricking loads" of my cum, often painting his smooth
torso with thick streamers of the stuff, which I absolutely loved seeing,
as trails of it slipped down his satin smooth skin. Frequently as I lay
back, letting him glide his fingers over my pulsing cock, I would focus my
gaze on his lush mouth, and imagine those soft, full lips wrapped around my
cock, but, he had shown little interest in that, at least not on the giving
end, and I never pushed him. He was, after all, quite young for any of this
activity, and I was more than satisfied to take whatever he was willing to
give without testing his limits, or scaring him off. In truth, I would have
been totally satisfied with his simply being naked for me, and allowing me
to explore his delicate, youthful body, and to suck him to those incredible
boy-gasms that he so enjoyed, so I reasoned that his jerking me to orgasm
was a bonus, and I enjoyed it immensely, without pushing him for more.

   I had not seen him the previous day, his Mother's day off, and I glanced
now at the clock, anticipation rapidly building, as the hour arrived for
his Mom's normal departure for her evening shift at work. Without actually
being conscious of it, I had showered about a half hour ago, and pulled on
a pair of gym shorts, letting my stuff dangle free under them, as my
thoughts migrated to young Justin, and his, hopefully, impending arrival. I
sauntered across the living room, and went out onto the balcony, leaning on
the railing in the lowering sunlight, as Justin's Mother passed along the
sidewalk below me, and disappeared into the parking area. I smiled, and
moved back inside, again glancing at the clock, as I became aware of my
suddenly quickened pulse and a thickness at my crotch. I settled onto the
sofa, my hand moving to my lap to squeeze my already tumescent cock firmly,
as I eagerly waited for the boy to tap on my door.

   In about ten minutes, which seemed more like an hour, I heard his gentle
thumping, and all but leaped up, as I hurried toward the door. I opened it,
swinging it back toward me, and smiled widely at seeing the grinning face
my little buddy standing there. My eyes flicked quickly over him, in an
instant garnering his breath-taking cuteness, and his slender little body
barely draped in some small shorts, and nothing else. A quick glance at the
crotch of the small garment told me that his anticipation of our time
together had his attention much like my own had mine, as his sweet little
soldier poked forcefully at the small shorts. I stepped back slightly, and
bent from the waist, swishing my arm across my body toward the interior of
the apartment, as I told him,

   "Ah, welcome young Justin, and please, come right in...my humble abode
has seemed forlorn in your recent absence!"

   He giggled sweetly, rolling his eyes at me, as he walked past me into
the foyer, saying,

   "You are so funny, Rob...but, I couldn't come over yesterday...Mom's day
off, and stuff."

   I pushed the door closed, then turned toward him, and winked, nodding my
head, as I replied,

   "I know, Champ...I didn't expect to get to see you yesterday, but, that
doesn't mean that I didn't want to!"

   He grinned, the ambient light factor in the foyer instantly gaining
several lumens from his dazzling smile, and he said,

   "I know, huh...?...I was, like, thinking about you and me the whole
day!"

   I chuckled, and leaned over, quickly scooping the boy up in my arms, as
I headed to the sofa, as I seized the opportunity to fondle the firm mound
of his pert little ass as I carried him. I dropped onto the sofa, Justin
ending up pretty much in my lap, as my erection poked firmly into his
little ass, and he giggled again, wiggling against me, as he kind of
bounced up and down on it, and squealed,

   "Oh wow, Rob...you already got a stiffy...you must have been, like,
thinking about me, too!"

   I laughed, flexing my erection against that perfect little bubble, as I
dropped my hand into his lap, my fingers pawing over his own hard member,
as I said,

   "Oh, and you don't as well...?...hmmm....well then, what is it that we
have here, I wonder...?"

   He giggled some more, thrusting his hips into my probing hand, causing
even more activity of that little boy-butt dancing in my lap, as he
answered,

   "Well, if you take my shorts off me, then you will see what that is in
there...!"

   Instantly I was mired in mixed emotions, part of me wanting to stand him
up, and strip him naked as his moment of birth, while another part of me
wanted to continue the amazing sensation of his pert little butt squirming
in my lap. I teetered for maybe an instant, then, unceremoniously dumped
him from my lap so that he now stood before me, and I quickly grasped the
waist of his shorts, and yanked them to his ankles, where he stepped out of
them. I gasped loudly, the amazing sight of his lithe nakedness once more
taking my breath away. I took a moment to just savor the sight of him,
letting my eyes drift down the length of him, starting with the nearly
stunning cuteness of his still boyish face, made all the more so by the
soft flush of pink that filled his smooth cheeks, and contrasted with his
doe-like eyes, and sparkling smile. He was indeed a beauty of a boy, and I
told him so, as I raised my hand to let my fingers lightly trace his jaw
bone, and the tiny point of his chin, then drew my index finger along that
lush lower lip. The touch of his skin was like silk, so soft and totally
smooth, and, as I let my fingers crawl along the length of his neck, and
move onto his chest, he shuddered slightly as I probed his tiny nipples. I
moved back and forth between the dark dots, gently fingering them, as they
responded instantly, growing into firm little eraser points under my
touch. Taking one little peak between finger and thumb, I rolled it gently,
as Justin sucked in a big breath, and shuddered again, as he hissed softly,

   "Ohhh, jeez....that feels really nice...!"

   I chuckled softly, totally in agreement from my end, and let my gaze
trial down over the flatness of his soft tummy, and its tiny cave of a
navel, then lower, my eyes settling on his rigid boyhood where it stood
proud and tall, a thin spear of pink flesh sprouting of his lightly haired
groin. I sighed contentedly, focusing fully on that pulsing staff, and I
let each detail of it burn into my brain for eternity. His penis was, like
all the rest of him, perfect. Not especially large, but certainly ample for
his tender age, it stood a solid four inches in length, possibly a tad
over, and was very nearly sculpted in its shape, the shaft probably two
inches in girth, and gently tapered as it reached the perfect helmet shaped
head. The head itself was mouth-watering, as it flared slightly wider than
the shaft, and rolled over into a perfectly round shape, with its tiny slit
being perfectly centered there. It stood at out, and up, possibly a seventy
degree angle from his groin, and I focused on the spot that I had learned
he found particularly sensitive, that special spot just at the underside of
the bulbous head where the coronal ridges joined to form that tiny "v" that
so excited him when I played the tip of my tongue there.

   I dropped my gaze slightly, and shifted my focus to his taut scrotum, a
plump little pouch of crinkled skin, hairless to a fault, and a slightly
darker tone than his penis itself. The gently dangling sac bulged nicely
with the heft of his balls, my mouth filled with saliva, as I recalled the
sensation of the weighty pouch filling my mouth as I had sucked gently on
his nuggets, while his soft moans of pleasure filled my ears. Letting my
gaze drift lower still, I followed the taper of his well shaped legs, the
smooth thighs developing nicely, then the cute little knee caps, and the
well toned thighs that melded into his trim ankles, and smallish feet. I
sighed again, once more all but overwhelmed with the overall beauty of this
boy, and offered a silent thanks to whatever power it had been that had
delivered him to me.

   Abandoning his small nipples, I trailed my fingers over his soft tummy,
pausing briefly to stab my finger into his tiny navel, a move which
elicited a tiny giggle, and flinch, from Justin. Moving lower, I slid my
fingers through the dozen or so silky hairs that had begun emerging at the
top of his penis, relishing the softness of them in comparison to my own
more wiry growth, then, slipped right past his pulsing rod, and trailed my
fingers over his ball sac, gently prodding the firm nuggets within. Justin
groaned softly, as I closed my palm around the plump pouch, and tugged it
gently, before letting go, and lightly running my fingers down his inner
thigh. Reaching his knee, I crossed over, and ran my fingers ever so
lightly upward on his opposite thigh until I again reached his dangling
pouch, and cupped it again. I leaned slightly closer to him, and blew my
warm breath over the shiny head of his boyhood, and smiled, as he shuddered
strongly, his slender body quivering as if chilled. His slim hips flexed
forward, and his rigid little cock danced temptingly scant inches from my
face, and I heard his still boyish voice, as he squeaked,

   "Rob...oh man...pleeease...?"

   I smiled, leaning closer still, and again blew my breath across his cock
head, as I snaked my arm around his hips, and closed my palm over one
perfect pillow of that incredible little ass, and slid out my tongue,
trailing the flat of it over his glassy smooth helmet. The boyish scents of
him washed over me, a dizzying blend of youth, and lingering soap, and I
lapped across that spongy tissue repeatedly, making small stabs at the tiny
slit at its center, as my hand kneaded that pliant mound of his pretty
ass. He shuddered again, a soft groan escaping his throat, as I opened my
mouth, and slowly engulfed the length of his pride and joy. I took him to
the very base, savoring the contact of his smooth helmet against the back
of my throat, and I held it there for a moment, letting my tongue flicker
along the underside of his rock hard stanchion, as I massaged his ass
cheek, and let my other hand slid along his inner thigh until I again held
his tender pouch in my palm. I drew back then, holding only the now oozing
head of his penis in my mouth, and I sucked it, as I gently manipulated his
plump pouch, and that firm little ass cheek. I took him deep again, then,
withdrew, settling into a rhythm, and sucking him for effect, my mouth
flooded with my copious saliva, and the thickness of his pulsing boyhood.

   Back and forth I went, sucking his delicious staff with a steady rhythm,
as I rolled and tugged at his balls, and I let my index finger dip into the
warm crease of his ass, seeking, and finding, his tiny pucker. I rubbed my
fingertip across the tight little oval, as I maintained my sucking rhythm,
and I felt his fingers thread into my hair, as he flexed his hips back and
forth, matching my movements, a series of low moans spewing from him
steadily. I felt his shaft flex, and lurch, in my mouth, and his balls
tightened, drawing upward, as Justin rocked up onto his tip toes, his
fingers now tugging at my hair, as he released a long, and low growling
sound, and erupted, spewing his creamy essence into my mouth. The first
emission jetted forcefully into the back of my throat, and I quickly
swallowed, as I withdrew slightly, letting the next strong spurts pulse
onto my tongue, and finally, the final offerings presenting as weaker
dribbles that more of less oozed from his now wilting boyhood. I applied a
final suction to his spent penis, then, moved back, releasing him, as I
looked up at his flushed, and slightly dazed face, and our eyes met, and
held. I winked at him, then, opened my mouth, letting him see his creamy
nectar coating my tongue, then, swallowed, the warm, slippery syrup gliding
down my throat, as I savored the slightly almond-like after taste lingering
in my mouth. He grinned a slightly wicked smile, and giggled sweetly, as he
lowered himself onto my lap, and uttered, breathlessly,

   "Oh wow...oh man...amazing...really, amazing!"

   I pulled him to me, holding his slender body against my own, and stroked
the satin smooth skin of his back, and his round little mounds, as I drank
in the scent of his soft hair, and all of his other youthful aromas, and
replied,

   "Amazing, and wonderful, little bud...exactly like you are...!"

   He liked that comment, rewarding me with a tight little hug, as he
nuzzled his head into the crease of my neck, and wormed his little butt
into my lap. My erection was definitely pushing against that sweet bubble,
but he paid it no mind whatever, as he sighed happily, then asked, his
voice very soft, and melodic,

   "Can I...um...is it okay if I ask you questions?"

   I ran my hand over his back, marveling again at the buttery softness of
his skin, and answered,

   "Sure you can...anything, Sport...just ask away, and if I know, I will
give you answers."

   Another sigh followed, then,

   "Okay then...so...well, I was just, like, wondering...when
I...um... when I make sperms...you know...like, in your mouth like
that...does it...well, do you like that, first...?"

   Still lightly stroking his back, I told him without hesitation that I
did, indeed, "like that,"...very much, in fact. He digested that
momentarily, then moved on, asking,

   "Does it...my stuff...does it have, like, a taste...?"

   I chuckled, and answered, honestly as I could, that his "stuff"
definitely wasn't Ben & Jerry's, but more like maybe Almonds, with a touch
of bleach tossed in to keep it interesting, and, that I like it, the
flavor, as well as the intense introduction of it into my mouth. Hearing
that reply, he rolled his head up to look at me briefly, his expression one
of a slight "ewww" look, coupled with a questioning look that said he
thought I might just be pulling his leg a little. I chuckled at the
expression, then told him,

   "Okay, so its maybe a little tough to explain it, so tell you what,
Sport, next time we have a fresh sample of the "stuff" on hand, why don't
we let you try it for yourself?"

   He giggled at that, the "ewww" thing broadening slightly, but made no
reply, as he again laid his head onto my chest. A minute or so of quiet
followed, then, Justin took in a breath, and asked,

   "So what's up with...my butt..?...I mean, like, you been all touching me
there...and...well...like even at my butthole...isn't that pretty nasty to
do?"

   I let that one tick for a second, wanting to be careful here, and not
dispel his budding interest in that special spot of his anatomy, then
answered his question with one of my own, saying,

   "Well, it could be, I suppose, under some circumstances, like not being
clean there, or, if you didn't like it...but the clean thing is pretty easy
to handle with soap and water, right...?...but still, if it was something
that you didn't care for, then, as I told you before, it stops, period."

   What seemed like a pregnant silence ensued and I realized that I was
actually holding my breath awaiting his response, and I let it go, as he
said softly,

   "I didn't say I didn't like it...I kinda do, actually...its maybe
just...dunno...I never much thought about it before is all...like its
always just been...well, you know!"

   I could just picture his sweet face glowing hotly, and wished I could
see it, as he stammered out his feelings, sort of, on the topic, and I, of
course, keyed on that phrase about "I kinda do, actually," feeling a warm
flush of my own, albeit of a much different nature. Thinking it best to
kind of tip-toe around this particular part of his stunning anatomy, I
said,

   "Yes Justin, I think I do know...I expect that you are mostly focusing
your thoughts on the...primary...function of that...area, but, the fact is
that there are many points on your body that are capable of providing great
pleasure, not only that pretty penis of yours, once you are willing to just
relax, and learn to enjoy the many mysteries of the body."

   Another short silence followed that comment, as he seemed to be
digesting it, then, he stirred, and turned his sweet face toward me,
smiling broadly, as he said,

   "Maybe so...you're really smart about all that stuff...but, I know for
sure that the stuff you do to my...penis...feels really awesome!"

   I laughed, his cute expression, and his gleeful excitement warming my
heart, and I rolled him off my lap onto his back on the sofa, taking note
of his once again very erect little stanchion, and I gave a silent thanks
for the incredible recuperative powers of youth, as I quickly dove in, and
devoured the tasty morsel to its very root. He squealed, giggling, and
splaying his slender legs widely, as I happily sucked his rigid boyhood, my
hands roaming over his silky skin, and toying with his plump sac. He
settled back then, a deep sigh passing from him, and I licked and sucked
his pulsing erection, until he wiggled beneath me, his hands tugging at my
hair. I slid his cock from my mouth, holding it in my fingers and stroking
it, as I looked up at him, wondering why he had interrupted me, and felt a
sharp zing in my balls, as he smiled wickedly, and said,

   "I want you to be all naked too, Rob...okay?"

   Okay was maybe the understatement of the year, and I quickly sat up, and
peeled my shorts down my legs, freeing my own throbbing erection to stand
tall against my groin. Justin's eyes went straight to my cock, widening
slightly, and his lush mouth turned up in a grin, as he moved to a sitting
position beside me, and scooted in close. His hand extended, and I groaned,
as his slim fingers closed around the shaft of my cock, and stroked it
gently. I reached for his, and returned the pleasure, and marveled at the
near incredulity of the scene, man and boy, naked and side-by-side, gently
working each others very erect penis. It would certainly have made a photo
suitable for framing.

   We spent several minutes that way, and, as my lust for this incredible
boy bubbled over, I was overcome with desire to just hold him, to feel his
lithe nakedness against my own, and I released his cock, then, wrapped my
arms around him, as I went down on my back along the length of the sofa,
bringing Justin with me, so that he wound up lying full length on top of
me. I kissed his soft mouth, letting my tongue run over his full lower lip,
as we adjusted our bodies, and I felt his rock hard little erection pressed
firmly against my groin, right along side of my own. I relished the
sensation of our two cocks rubbing together, and the wetness on my skin
from our combined leakage, and I began moving my body against his
butter-soft skin, humping against him. He caught on, a soft little groan of
pleasure coming from him, as he began matching my movements so that we were
sliding our cocks together, trapped between us, and I moved my hands to his
pretty little mounds, and gripped the succulent little pillows, kneading
the firm flesh, as we found our rhythm, our cocks gliding together between
us.

   "Oh gosh...jeez...this feels...really neat...!" he panted, our pace
quickening some, and I muttered an agreement, as I gently eased my finger
between his mounds, and explored the smooth, warm crevice of that little
bubble butt.

   Both of us were all but panting now, the sensation of the slick friction
between us rapidly building, and my finger once again found his tiny
treasure, and I worked the tip of it around the snug little pucker as I
continued to move my throbbing cock against his. Centering my fingertip at
the core of his little bud, I added some pressure, pushing into the
resistance of his sphincter, and he let out a little grunt, and mouthed
against my chest,

   "It's okay if you want to...I sorta want to see what it's like, I
think..."

   The burning temptation to take him up on his brave offer welled up in me
strongly, but I resisted, fully aware that any real penetration without
benefit of lubrication would likely not be very pleasurable for him, and
therefore likely dispel his apparent growing interest in the experience, so
I held myself in check, and continued gently teasing around the little
opening, as I replied,

   "Not this time, Champ...just relax and enjoy what feels so good right
now...we can save that for another time...besides, you have me far too
excited to hold off much longer...you just feel so amazing...your big-boy
cock rubbing on mine, you know?"

 He shuddered in my arms, and I felt his soft hair moving on my chest, as
he mumbled,

   "Uh huh, I know...me too...!"

We went silent then, returning our focus to the steady friction between our
bodies, and cocks, and in another minute or so, Justin tensed his body, his
hips bucking quickly, as he groaned, and jerked, and I suddenly felt the
flood of his spurting nectar soaking over my torso, as he ejaculated
strongly, pushing me over the edge at the same time, as my cock spasmed,
and unloaded, my cum gushing forth in rapid jets, adding greatly to the
wetness that coated both our shuddering bodies.

   As the powerful orgasm subsided, I shuddered strongly, wrapping the boy
tightly in both arms, as I held him against me. Both of us were panting,
sucking in big gulps of air, and I savored the scent of his soft hair, and
the lingering aroma of our combined sweat, and semen. I inhaled the heady
mixture deeply, as I groped the firm mounds of his pretty little ass, and
said, simply,

   "WOW!"

   Justin giggled softly, and I could feel his warm breath on the damp skin
of my chest, then seconded the motion, saying,

   "For sure...WOW...!"

(To Be Continued)
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