Date: Fri, 20 Mar 2009 13:03:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Baseball and Boy's (4)

Baseball and Boy's
By
Storyguy22

(4)

   Arriving at my rental motor home, Cory spent a few minutes exploring the
admittedly lavish appointments of rig, offering several comments. He was
impressed with the spaciousness itself, and even more so with the numerous
luxury touches such as the flat screen televisions with awesome surround
sound systems, and the latest generic of X-box replete with about a dozen
different games. All things that would typically dazzle a teenage boy, to
be sure, and apparently not something that he would have expected to find
in a motor home.

   He wandered to the back of the coach to check out the nicely appointed
bedroom area, and the generously sized bathroom that sported recessed
lighting, granite slab counter top, another small flat screen, and a jetted
tub. After scanning the bathroom, he turned to me all wide-eyed, and
blurted,

   "Jeez...this bathroom is, like, bigger than my bedroom at home...!"

   I chuckled, and told him,

    "Yea, I know...it's bigger than mine at home too...but I figured, screw
it, it's my vacation, so, go for it!"

   He laughed, and moved into what I thought of as the living room area and
dropped down onto the very plush black leather sofa that sat along the wall
opposite the built-in entertainment center that housed all of the AV
equipment I described earlier. He picked up the remote and keyed the whole
thing to life, and music erupted from the multiple speakers that were
seemingly embedded everywhere making the place seem like a small concert
venue.

   "Wow...that's really awesome...!" he declared.

   I nodded agreement, and stepped over to the entertainment center where I
pulled out a wide roll-out drawer that contained what had to have been
about fifty DVD movies. Glancing at Cory, I watched his eyebrows arch
upward as his lush mouth formed an oval, and he chirped,

   "Oh man...check it out...are all those movies...?"

   "Sure enough, Dude...surely there has to be something you would want to
see in here, right?"

   He clamored off the sofa and hurried over to stand beside me as he began
reading the movie titles that were shown on little stickers on the exposed
edges of the plastic jewel cases holding the discs as he replied,

   "Ya think...?...jeez, I guess...must be fifty of them in here...!"

   "At least," I agreed, "you want to watch something now, or should we
have a swim first, and then come back here when it gets hot outside...?"

   He giggled, and shot me an impish look as his cute face colored some,
and he said,

   I know...sure...you wanna go swimming...I'm thinking what you really
want is to get me naked again!"

   I grinned, and wiggled my eyebrows in a sinister way as I told him,

   "Busted...yup, I really would enjoy that...in fact, if you like, we can
just get naked and watch a movie...screw the swim."

   He turned a bit pinker, but he was more than a little bit intrigued by
the suggestion, I could see it in his expression. Not willing to let him
off the hook, I simply stood there waiting for his reply. He blinked
several times as he thought it over, and then his expression turned more
serious. He inhaled, and then blew the breath out as he said quietly,

   "So how come you are so...um...interested in me being naked anyhow?"

   Still holding his gaze, I answered as straight up as I could manage,

   "Well, Cody...to tell you the flat-out truth, I am what is known as a
boy lover...that is to say that by my nature I am very much attracted to
boys your age...both personally, and...well...sexually too...does that
freak you out...?"

   He shook his head, and then replied, apparently choosing his words
carefully,

   "No, I'm not freaked by that...but it must mean then that
you're...uh...gay, right?"

   I nodded, and answered,

   "Oh yes...that I've been sure about since I was about your age... if not
earlier."

   He gave out a sigh, and then went on,

   "Okay...so then...um...when you were my age were
you...doing...stuff...with boys?"

   I nodded, and reached out to grasp his shoulder, squeezing it as I said,

   "Yes...there were two or three of us that enjoyed...being sexy together
back then...not that we really knew what we were doing, but we knew for
sure that it felt nice, and that it helped a lot with the constant hornies
that we all suffered with...it was fun, and we kind of thought of it as
helping each other out, if that makes any sense..."

   A weak smile turned up the corners of his mouth, and he did the slow nod
thing again as he said,

   "Hornies...yea...I know something about that, definitely...I'm like that
a lot, and it really makes me crazy!"

   I squeezed his shoulder and chuckled softly as I told him,

   "I'm sure Cody...and I understand, believe me...that intense feeling
stems from all the hormones that are naturally raging through your
body...yours, and every teenager on the planet...it's just natures way of
preparing your body for a life time of sexuality...the desire to procreate
the species is natures way of ensuring the continuation of human life...the
problem is not the hormones, or the randy feelings it all generates inside
us...the problem is that over time society has evolved to place
some...difficult...rules around the issue...that is to say, that while your
body and mind at this stage of your life are beginning to encourage you to
go forth and propagate, those society imposed rules dictate that you can't
do that, and the result is the frustration...the pressures...that you
feel...it's a quandary, no doubt, which may well be the reason that God
made our arms long enough to reach our dicks, if you get my drift..."

   While he had listened to my little dissertation his expression was
attentive, if a tad confused which was evident from the tight creases that
covered his brow. In truth, I wasn't sure myself where that bit of deep
philosophy had come from, and I was already beginning to regret having
turned the discussion in such a downer direction. Cory provided the relief
I was suddenly searching for when his serious look suddenly changed to a
coy little smile as he confessed,

   "Oh yea...I get that, definitely...man...if my hands wouldn't reach
my...dick...I'd be totally crazy, for sure!"

   I had to laugh at the intensity with which he uttered that revelation,
and at the sudden flush that painted his creamy cheeks as he realized that
he had just actually `fessed up to masturbating. On impulse, I slid my arm
around his shoulders and pulled him close against me as I dropped my other
hand down and groped his boyhood as I told him,

   "No, I don't think so Cody...I mean, if we couldn't manage to play with
our own we would simply resort to playing with each others...hell, it feels
a whole bunch better that way anyhow!"

   Surprising me, he bucked his hips, pressing his treasure firmly against
my exploring grip as he mumbled, almost a whisper,

   "No kidding...!"

   Well, now that wasn't much as comments go, but to my thinking those two
little words spoke volumes. Encouraged by his continued rocking of his
hips, I stopped fooling around, and gripped his now seriously erect penis
and squeezed as Cory made a low groaning sound. My first impression was a
measure of surprise at the apparent girth of his treasure. While a quick
mental assessment told me he was fairly average in length at somewhere
close to four inches, but he was definitely above average in thickness and
I had a quick flashback to one of my first impressions of the boy and the
intriguing bulges behind his clothing. I moved my hand back and forth,
stroking him, and he groaned again, his hips still grinding against my
grip.

   "I'm very impressed, Cory...you are a big boy...are you okay with
this...?...me touching you this way...?"

   "OHhh yes...it feels sooo good...!"

   I couldn't argue with that, it felt pretty amazing from my end too. His
breathing was labored now, rapid and shallow as I worked his hard nail in
my hand, and I was eager to take things a step further. Continuing to
stroke him, I moved into him, backing up until I felt the front of the sofa
behind my knees, and I sat down. This left Cory standing in front of me,
his rampant erection making an impressive tent of his shorts. Still
manipulating his pride and joy I glanced up at him, and had to smile at the
rapturous expression on his cute face. He was flushed, and his eyes were
tightly closed, and I brought my free hand up to push upward on the hem of
his tee shirt, baring his smooth and creamy tummy which I rubbed in circles
as I continued squeezing his hardness.

   "OHhhh man...jeez...!" he huffed above me.

   "Cory...take off your shirt, Buddy...God, you're so smooth...!" I said,
hearing the lust dripping in my voice.

   In a flash he grabbed at his shirt and yanked it over his head, and let
it drop to the floor. I took a minute to visually savor his slender torso,
and hungrily eye his dark little nipples, imagining my lips and tongue
lapping and sucking at the delicious little nubs. He shuddered, and kind of
rocked up onto his toes, and I felt his erection pulse in my grip. I
worried that he might lose it and eject his load into his undies, and I
didn't want that happen just yet. I eased off his rampant nail, and quickly
yanked his shorts and briefs down his shapely legs, letting them puddle at
his ankles. His rigid penis stood nearly straight out from his groin, stiff
as a post, and the purplish knob at the end glistened with his oozing
moisture, and I let out a groan of my own as I admired the sculpted beauty
of his beautiful young cock, and the plump pouch of his balls. God, no
wonder I absolutely cherish young boys, surely there could be few, if any,
more stunning sights on the planet than a naked and excited young boy.

   Slowly, I extended my hand, and gently cupped his dangling sac, my
fingers exploring the grape sized nuggets it held, and he gasped softly as
I tugged gently on the tender orbs. I wrapped my other hand around his
girth, gripping it as I began pumping it back and forth while my eyes drank
in his beauty. There was a sparse sprouting of light brown pubic hair
sprinkled over his groin, just a small patch directly above his cock, and
not another hair anywhere to be seen. His skin was flawless, smooth and
creamy, and I burned the vision onto my memory bank to be enjoyed
forever. I wanted desperately to spend the next few hours exploring his
amazing young body, to touch and taste him in every little crease and
cranny, but I also knew it was not to be...not this first time when the boy
was already breathless with excitement, his breath ragged as his delicious
boyhood produced a steady oozing of his lust. He was going to erupt any
second, that was crystal clear, and my own lust grew as I longed to witness
the event. His throbbing boyhood pulsed in my grip, and as another tear
drop of his clear nectar oozed from the tiny slit at the center of his
purple tinted knob I was unable to resist, and I leaned forward to swipe
the tart elixir away with my tongue. Cory groaned again, and he thrust his
narrow hips forward just as his cock began spurting his milky boy-honey,
and I continued my steady fisting of his bucking boyhood as several jets of
cum flew in all directions, some of it splattering the hardwood floor of
the motor home while the rest of it pretty well ended the useful service
period of the shirt I was wearing.

   It seemed like a hell of a lot of cum for such a young and delicate boy,
and I reveled in the stunning sight of it until his tight balls were
drained, and the last few dribbles of the stuff leaked from his small
slit. I stopped pumping him then, and just gently held his softening penis
in my fingers as I gave his balls a last little tug, and then let them
go. I looked up at him, and he gave a strong shudder as he opened his eyes
and looked at me. A wide grin broke over his sweet face as he shuddered
again, and croaked,

   "Oh my God...yikes...that was SO amazing...I never felt anything as good
as that...!"

   I chuckled, and released his now wilted stalk as I sat back and winked
at him as I said,

   "Amazing is right, little bud...that was quite an impressive
eruption...I'm really glad you enjoyed it...and you're right too...being
jacked off feels great...but trust me, it gets way better than that...!"

   He giggled, and then all but leaped on me, his arms circling my neck as
he pressed his naked body against me in a bear hug, and I reached to cup
the firm little mounds of his pretty little butt, kneading the solid
pillows.

   "Oh man...how could anything be better than that...?...can we do it
again...?...will you show me...?...what's better, I mean...oh man...I want
to do, like, everything...!"

   I worked his little butt, savoring the wetness of his still dribbling
boyhood, and told him, chuckling at his exuberance,

   "Absolutely yes, little man...we can do it again...and, positively yes,
I will show you...everything...all you want, and probably more...the only
caveat is that everything stays our secret...seriously now, Cory...I can
get some serious trouble for this...you understand?"

   He hugged me again, and then pulled his head back to look me right in
the eye as he nodded his head, and answered,

   "For sure...totally...I know, and there's no way I would ever tell
anybody, promise...now...show me what's better...!"

   Laughing, I held on to him, and struggled to stand up, and once I got my
feet under me, I carried him into the bedroom, and laid him on the bed. He
scooted to the center of the bed, and stuffed a pillow behind his head, and
looked up at me. I took a few seconds to admire the sheer beauty of the
naked young boy, and then I hurried to get out of my clothes. Cory watched
with rapt attention, and his eyes went wide when I slid my shorts off, and
stood before him in just my seriously tented briefs. His gaze settled on my
rigid erection, and he uttered,

   "Ohhh wow...!"

   Chuckling, I hummed a few bars of The Stripper as I slowly pushed my
briefs down and let my rampant erection spring free, and with another
wide-eyed expression, he pursed his lush mouth and tried to whistle, and he
said,

   "Jeez-o...you're freaking...huge...!"

   Now "huge" might have been a slight exaggeration, but what the hell, who
wouldn't get off having a naked thirteen year old boy describe his cock as
"huge"...?...so I made no effort to correct him, but simply hopped into the
bed, and snuggled up along side him. Reaching into his crotch, I grasped
his newly hardened treasure, and squeezed it as I told him,

   "This one is perfect for my tastes buddy...already plenty big, and still
growing...in fact, it just grew about two inches in the last ten
minutes...!"

   He giggled, and shifted around some as he rolled onto his side facing
me. He stared at my pulsing erection for a minute, and then tentatively
reached out, as he said softly,

   "Is it okay if I touch you...your...dick...I mean...?"

   I chuckled again, and replied,

   "I am going to be very, very disappointed if you don't, Cory...!"

   His soft and delicate hand moved forward slowly, and when he gripped my
aching erection I groaned, the lightness of his touch taking my breath
away. He groped me some, and passed his thumb over the leaking head causing
me to gasp with pleasure, and as he grew quickly bolder in his exploration,
he mumbled,

   "Oh man...it's so hard...and soft...and...cool...!"

   As he warmed to his task, and began a mind-bending stroking of my rigid
shaft I reached out and ran my fingers over his silky smooth chest, teasing
at his little nipples until they were rigid, He met my eyes, and smiled as
he mumbled,

   "That's nice too...I like how that feels...it's like I feel you touching
me clear down in my balls...!"

   "I know, huh...it's like there is some kind of connection between
nipples and balls...another new experience for you, Babe..."

   "yea...cool..." He said very softly.

   It got strangely quiet then, and Cory seemed really interested in
checking me out, his soft hands touching me here and there as he, I was
sure, explored a naked man for the first time. I tried to stay cool,
difficult as that proved to be, and just kind of made myself available to
him. Inwardly I wanted to just attack him, touch and taste him all over,
and I closed my eyes as I imagined doing just that as he apparently decided
to focus his attentions on my rock hard and drooling cock, and my balls. It
wasn't long at all until he really had me going, and once he started a
rhythmic motion while pumping my shaft. I felt the familiar sensation in my
balls, and it quickly built to that place every guy knows is going to be
irreversible, and no matter the effort I applied to thinking of unpleasant
things, I was a goner. Involuntarily, my hips bucked upward as I drove my
rampant cock into his grip and muttered his name just as my balls boiled
over, and I erupted a massive jettison of semen.

   "OH...!" he yelped, as rope after rope of the stuff squirted forth,
coating Cory's bare tummy, his hand, and a fair amount of the bedspread
beneath us.

   "AWww Jesus...!" I boomed as the powerful orgasm washed over me.

   When I was finally spent I was left gasping, gulping in huge swallows of
air as my heart rate began to simmer back within the confines of the chart
it had leapt off of, and when I was reasonably sure I wasn't going to die,
I reached for Cory's very stiff boy-stick and stroked it. He quickly rolled
onto his back and splayed his thin legs, allowing me all the access to his
charms that I could have asked for. Seizing that golden opportunity, I
rolled over so that I was face down in between his spread legs. I inhaled
deeply of his boyish scent as I stared at the sheer beauty of his cock and
hairless little pouch, and then I let my instincts take charge. Lowering my
head, I ran my tongue over his crinkled nut sac, poking at his grapes with
my tongue several times as he made all manor of cooing sounds above me, and
when I captured the whole of his scrotum in my mouth and sucked gently, his
hands began hammering the mattress. Releasing his balls, I moved to run my
tongue up the underside of his rigid erection, and then lapped at the
smooth knob a few times before finally engulfing his chubby little nail
into my drooling mouth. Cory groaned loudly, his hands moving to grab my
head as I bobbed steadily on his tasty treat, and in far too short a time,
he was unloading another offering of his creamy nectar into my mouth.

   It was again an impressive amount, and I savored each burst as the
slightly acrid fluid slid down my throat. When it ended, I slid his wilting
nail from my mouth, and licked it all over as a loudly panting Cory bleated
weakly,

   "Oh God...oh God...holy shit...shit...shit...!"

   I closed my lips over the head of his cock, and stabbed at the tiny slit
with my tongue tip as he shivered beneath me, finally begging me to stop;
he was going crazy with all the sensations. Reluctantly, I complied with
his wishes and backed away from his cock. I looked up, and our eyes met,
and Cory shook his head on the pillow. I grinned widely at him, and he
blinked several times, and finally said,

   "Did you...um...like...SWALLOW that...my...stuff...?"

   Licking my lips in a highly dramatic way, I nodded and answered,

   "Sure did...every drop...and I gotta tell you Buddy...you taste way
better than ice cream...!"

   He blushed furiously, and giggled sweetly as he shook his head again,
and said,

   "Jeez...you are really something, you know...?...but you're right...THAT
felt a lot better than just jerking off...wow...that was totally
intense...!"

   Scooting up the bed, I gathered him in my arms, and held him close as I
told him,

   "I'm really glad to have been the one to show you how great that can be
Cory...I really am...!

   We snuggled quietly for a while, both of us coming down from the
intensity of the past hour or so, and eventually we untangled, and cleaned
up a bit before getting into our swim gear, and heading to the pool for
some sun and fun of more "R" rated type. While the break in the action was
definitely needed, I for one could hardly wait to get back to the motor
home...

(To Be Continued)
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