Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2009 15:51:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Baseball and Boy's (5)

Baseball and Boy's
By
Storyguy22

(5)

   The swim had been great, the cool and sparkling water really refreshing
in the heat of the Arizona afternoon. Cory and I had a great time splashing
and horsing around in the pool and the roughhousing had afforded ample
opportunity for some groping of a more intimate nature. It seemed as if
Cory had simply abandoned whatever inhibitions he might have initially
felt, and he seemed to relish my underwater groping of his treasures; not
to mention a fair amount of exploring that he had managed on his own, much
to my delight. In fact, considering that mere hours ago he had been pretty
much naïve regarding the pleasures of the flesh, he was actually being
downright aggressive.

   As evidence of my meaning, I offer the statement that had just a moment
ago been uttered from his lush and cherry colored little mouth, to wit;
"Hey Rob...lets go back to the motor home now, okay...?...I really want us
to do naked stuff again..."

   I considered his proposal for all of one split second, and then glanced
around to assure our relative privacy before reaching out under the water
to grasp his plump boyhood as I replied,

   "What a great idea...I was actually just thinking the same thing...!"

   He giggled, thrusting his rapidly stiffening nail against my fist as he
responded by reaching to squeeze my own cock as he exclaimed,

   "Cool...let's hurry, okay...?"

   His excitement caused me to chuckle, and to consider the phenomenon it
really was how a shy and reluctant young boy cans so quickly become a
budding sex maniac once the virginal ice is broken. Following his lead as
he broke away from me and kicked off toward the ladder, I swam behind him
to the side of the pool. I treaded water and watched him as he ascended the
ladder, my eyes drinking in the view of his perfect little butt all clearly
framed by the wet and clinging material of his trunks. As he cleared the
ladder, I quickly followed, and we gathered up our towels, making a half
hearted effort at swabbing our wet bodies before hustling off toward the
rig. I fished the door key out from under the door mat, and got the door
open, and then stepped back as Cory scampered up the steps with me right
behind him. Inside, the cool air conditioning swept over our mostly bare
bodies, and I was glad that I had thought to leave the unit running when we
went to the pool. I turned, and locked the door, and when I turned back I
froze in place for a second when I realized that Cory was standing there
fully naked, grinning like the infamous Cheshire Cat. His lithe body
glistened with lingering wetness, and his boy nail stuck straight out from
his flat groin, bouncing around as he rocked his little butt back and
forth. His scrotum was tucked tightly under his boyhood, the coolness of
the air conditioning having the expected affect on his plump balls, and he
was probably the most beautiful thing I had seen in a very long time, and I
told him so, saying,

   "Damn, Cory...you are absolutely beautiful...and what a perfect
cock...you look absolutely delicious standing there like that...I can
barely keep my hands off your smooth little body...!"

   He grinned wickedly, wiggling his hips all around as his boyhood bounced
and waved as he said in a mocking tone of voice,

    "So don't then...don't keep your hands off me, I mean...!"

   Now I ask you, what red blooded man could possibly resist and
invitation...?...and I will answer that by explaining what I did in
response. I grinned back at the little imp, and then advanced until I was
standing directly in front of him as he continued to taunt me with that
bobbing little cock. Grasping the rigid tube in my fist I stroked its
length as I told him,

   "Alright then, I won't even try...God, Babe...your cock is so damned
perfect...so smooth and hard as a nail...I love it...all of it...!"

   He groaned softly, his doe-like eyes closing as he muttered,

   "Oh jeez...it feels so good...rub me, Rob...touch me some more...it
makes me feel all tingly and nice...!"

   Well, someone had to do it, I suppose...so why not me...?...I mean, it
was patently obvious that those aforementioned teen hormones were once more
on the boil, and I never have been one to allow opportunity to knock more
than briefly, so I happily complied with the lads wishes, and rubbed that
sculpted staff up and down as my other hand moved to gently cup his tight
little pouch and massage his plump sperm makers in sync with my
stroking. He shuddered, muttering little mews of pleasure, and I reveled in
the feel of his hardness as the silky skin slid over his pulsing
erection. It never ceases to amaze me just how incredibly hard a teen cock
can get when fully excited, and Cory's delectable morsel was certainly no
exception, the warm and silky boy-boner feeling like a steel rod in my
grip, and when I let the flat of my thumb swipe over the knob-like head of
it, I was additionally rewarded with the slippery wetness of his now oozing
fluids. I used the slickness to rub circles around the now shiny plum, and
he shuddered with pleasure, his knees going slightly weak as he sagged
toward me. Sensing his rapidly mounting excitement, I dropped to my knees
in front of him, and stopped stroking him as I leaned in, and ran my tongue
over his wrinkled ball sac, teasing at his eggs with the tip of
it. Carefully, I captured each nugget inside my mouth and sucked at it as
Cory moaned happily and threaded his fingers into my hair.

    "OHhh man...gosh...that feels...SOoo good...!" he croaked throatily.

   "Um hum..." I allowed, my voice sending vibrations through his young
balls as I continued sucking the tender orbs in turn.

   His rigid boyhood slid along my forehead as I sucked his balls, and the
oozing nectar left wet trails on my warm skin as he bucked his hips back
and forth. Backing off his balls, I again licked up the length of his
treasure, and took it deeply into my mouth, his soft stringy pubes tickling
my nose. Reaching around him, I gripped the perfect globes of his tight
young butt, and let my finger dip into his warm crease as I bobbed over is
throbbing cock, and he gasped loudly as my fingertip made contact with his
tiny pucker, the tip moving over it in tiny circles.

   "OHhhh jeez...ohhh...!" He hissed as I gently probed his most secret
place and settled into a rhythm of sucking him that could only have one
possible conclusion.

   And true to my prediction, in only another couple of minutes of my
steady bobbing, he rolled up onto his toes, his fingers tugging at my hair
as he grunted several shorts bursts, and then yelped rather loudly,

   "AWwwww shit, Rob...I'm gonna cum...!"

   And cum he did, his delicious weapon bucking my mouth as it swelled and
thickened, and then erupted. His creamy discharge seemed to burst into my
mouth, a strong and plentiful offering of warm and sweet boy-honey that
jetted over my tongue, and slid down my throat just as the following
ejaculations ejected into my mouth until he was spent. I managed to hold
the less forceful bursts in my mouth, and I swirled my tongue around his
now wilting shaft until he all but collapsed, his knees giving way as he
crumpled to the floor beside me. He looked at me, a dazed look on his very
flushed face, and I saw him blink rapidly several times as he regained his
normal breathing. While he still stared straight at me, I winked at him,
and then opened my mouth to let him see the full force of his spewing
puddle thickly on my tongue, and then with what was probably a bit of
overkill, I happily swallowed the whole tasty mess in one go, as his eyes
went wide, and he muttered,

   "OH WOW...oh man...that is SOooo...nasty...!"

   I chuckled, and pulled him to me, holding him as I stroked his smooth
back and the firm little mounds of his pretty butt. He snuggled in to me,
and I could catch the scent of his soft hair, and the lingering smell of
the chlorine from the pool, and after a bit, he lifted his head and smiled
at me, as he said,

   "You actually like that stuff, huh...so...um...what does it taste like,
anyway...?"

   His taste was still strong in my mouth, so by way of an answer I put my
hand behind his head, and gently pulled him close as I closed my mouth over
his, and slid my tongue into his mouth. He grunted, but caught on quickly
as his tongue pushed back, and moved into my mouth. He probed around some,
and then pulled back, smacking his lush lips a few times. He gave me a
wicked little grin, and then said,

   "I guess its okay...sort of weird, maybe...but...I like it okay too, I
think...!"

   I chuckled, and kissed his soft cheek, and then told him,

   "You think its just..."okay"...?...well, whatever...personally I think
your cum is delicious."

   He giggled sweetly, and then batted those long eye lashes at me as he
coyly asked,

   "Would yours...um...taste like that too...?"

   I shrugged, trying to ignore the sudden rise in my heart rate as I
considered where this line of inquiry might be headed, and I answered,

   "Well, there is a similarity in all of it actually...and at the same
time all of it tastes just a little different...so I'm not really sure...do
you...um...want to try mine, and see...?"

   He actually blushed, but the expression that crossed his face gave him
away, and my already rapid pulse doubled as he grinned sheepishly, and
nodded his head as he dropped his eyes, and mumbled,

   "Yea, Rob...I do...!"

   Oh dear God, I thought...the little munchkin wanted to suck me off!!
While my boiling lust urged me to seize the moment before he backed off, I
steeled myself to play it casual, fearing that too overt an action on my
part might spook the boy, I managed to give him a little shrug,
telegraphing I hoped, that sure, no big deal. Slowly, I rolled to my side,
and got my back up against the front of the sofa with my legs stretched out
in front of me. His eyes immediately went to the unmistakable bulge of my
throbbing erection where it poked obscenely at my swim trunks, and as they
widened, he uttered in a hushed voice,

   "Man...yours is so big...golly...!"

   But as he mumbled, his slender hand moved forward, trembling slightly it
seemed to me, and he gripped my erection, eliciting a low groan from me as
he worked it up and down a few times.

   "You're really, really hard, Rob...oh man yea...!"

   "That's because you have me on fire Cory...you are such a sexy little
guy...and you touching me makes me crazy with good feelings...!"

   He nodded absently, and then grabbed at my swim suit, tugging at it, so
I lifted my butt, and helped him push it down my legs, freeing my rigid
erection. It lay pulsing against my abdomen, and Cory's eyes went wide once
more. I heard him mumble something unintelligible, and then he reached out
and grasped it again, the soft warmth of his hand making me groan. He
lifted it, and leaned in to study it for a minute, and I gritted my teeth,
the urge to blow a steaming load into his pretty face nearly
overwhelming. There was just something so completely erotic about the sight
of his small hand holding my cock that it made me shudder, and the shudder
became a gasp as he lowered his head, the warmth of his breath washing over
my sensitive cock head. Holding my breath, I watched as if in slow motion
as he lowered his head again, and his pink little tongue appeared as he
licked at his lush lips. He sucked in a breath, and then bravely swiped his
tongue over the knob of my cock, and I thought I might crawl out of my
skin. He licked me again, and then again, and with another deep breath, his
pretty little mouth opened, and he closed those soft lips over the head of
my aching cock. He sucked it awkwardly, not really sure what to do with it
now that he had it, and I balled my fists tightly, willing myself to stay
still and let him find his way if he was actually going to do it. He
fumbled around a bit more, and shifted his position so that he was lying at
a ninety degree angel to me, and he lifted his head briefly, releasing my
cock head. I groaned at the lost contact, and he glanced up at me, and then
turned back to business, his hand tightening at the base of my shaft as he
held it straight. His head went down again, and the soft hair swept across
his forehead as he once more tongued my knob several times. I held my
breath again, and he shook his head a little bit, and then opened his
mouth, and took about half of my cock into his buttery soft warmth.

   "AHhhhh God...Cory baby...Jesus that's good...!" I groaned.

   He worried over me a minute, his head moving up and down, and his warm
mouth and wet tongue sent shivers through me as I resisted the urge to
drive up into that incredible mouth. He tried to take me deeper, and gagged
as a result, and he jerked back, blinking and drooling from his mouth.

   "It's okay Babe...don't force it...just take what's comfortable for you,
and move up and down...suck it Cory...God...please...!" I begged him, lust
making me dizzy.

   He gamely went down on me again, taking more than half this time, and in
a minute or so he had figured it out, and his head bobbed steadily over me
as every nerve ending in my body went to overload. I could feel his saliva
drooling over my pulsing shaft, and as his magic little tongue swiped
around the head of my cock I felt my balls churning. Unable to stop myself,
I began bucking my hips to match his rhythm, and in another minute we had
it all going, a blow job as delicious as any I had ever experienced. His
teeth caught me a time or two, and it may have actually been a good thing,
staving off my rapidly pending eruption with the minor distraction, but
that aside, the boy was doing a yeoman's job of bringing me t the
brink. Unwilling to miss a single second of the mind bending sensations the
little hottie was bringing me, I focused totally on each sensation, and in
far too short a time, I was out of control. My hips bucked, and my cock
throbbed in his hot little mouth, and I felt it start deep behind my balls
as my pent up load boiled over, and I lost it, my molten cum exploding into
his incredible mouth in surprising volume, forceful jets of the stuff
literally blasting into his mouth. He gagged a ton as he gamely gulped
again and again, and when it became clear that he was going to drown in the
river of semen I was feeding him, he pulled off me. The last ribbon of my
ejaculate spewed forth, the thick rope painting over his flushed face as he
gagged and swallowed, tears running down his cheeks. He swallowed some
more, and then looked at me, a sheepish and startled look on his face, and
when I flashed him a thousand watt grin, he smiled too, as he raised his
hand to wipe at the errant streamer of cum on his cheek. He smacked his
lips loudly, and then giggled, and he held my spent cock in his fingers,
and said,

   "Yikes...man, you make SO much stuff...jeez...and you know, it actually
does taste pretty much okay...I like it I think...!"

   I laughed, and reached for him, pulling him up as I wrapped my arms
around his slim body and hugged him. I licked his cheek, clearing away a
dribble of my fluid, and then smacked my lips as he had done as I told him.

   "Yea, its okay I guess...I just like your better, is all...!"

(To Be Continued)
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