Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2007 09:44:18 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boy Alone (12-final)

   A shared shower followed the bath, made pretty much necessary by the man
spurting his load all over Brett's face and hair. Once more scrubbed and
toweled, the man and the boy lay together on the bed, naked, and cuddled
closely, the pillows stacked behind them. The man flipped through the
available television channels, and finally settled on a basketball game,
and he slid his arm around Brett, his hand idly roaming over the smooth
skin of his back, as Brett let the man's chest cradle his head. They were
quiet, both of them relaxed following their earlier intense orgasms, and
Brett felt secure with the man, and comfortable that despite his ardent
sexual interest in his slim young body, he represented no danger to him.

   Given that basketball was not among Brett's favorite sports to watch on
television, and coupled with the man's soothing stroking of his back, Brett
was lightly dozing, thoroughly enjoying the first real bed he had been on
in some time. His light slumber was disturbed as the man grew more
adventurous in his stroking of his back, the hand now venturing lower, and
then onto the firm mounds of his tight little butt. Brett sighed
contentedly, as the man kneaded the twin pillows of flesh, moving between
them, and letting his finger trail into the warm furrow that separated
them. Brett instinctively drew his knees up, bending his lithe body with
the movement so that his pretty ass arched backward, and pressed
encouragingly against the man's wandering hand and probing fingers, and the
man quickly accepted the silent invitation, as he let his finger delve
deeper into the warm crease, as his fingertip sought, and then found
Brett's crinkled entrance.

   Brett sighed again, exhaling his warm breath against the mans chest,
shuddering, as a small gasp escaped him, the finger pressing firmly against
his small pucker, as the man sought entrance to his buttery warmth. Brett
lifted his head off the man's chest, and looked across his body at the
bottle of lubricant that had been thoughtfully placed by the bed earlier,
and he stretched his arm toward it, so that the man noticed, and chuckled
softly. Reaching himself, the man picked up the lube, and Brett settled
once more, parting his legs as best he could, given his position. He sensed
the man moving as he uncapped the lube, and he felt the finger move off his
little hole briefly, then, return. This time the finger felt wet, and cool,
and Brett wiggled his butt a little, as the man once more probed into his
tight little ring, and then pushed, the slick finger sliding easily inside
his tight sheath.

   Brett released a small moan, his body quivering as the finger slid over
his small prostate, and then moaned again as the finger moved fully inside
of him, then rotated, and slowly withdrew, once more stimulating his
sensitive gland so that he shuddered with pleasure. In and out the man
sawed the finger, finding a steady rhythm that was driving the boy crazy,
as he pumped his slim hips back and forth, meeting the probing fingers
steady thrusts. His four inches of boyhood was rigid, and wetness formed
quickly at the tiny slit at its center, his highly stimulated gland sending
forth the undeniable evidence of his mounting excitement. Bringing his hand
to his crotch, Brett gripped his aching boner, and stroked it, as the man
continued to finger his ass, his own penis fully erect, and pulsing against
his hairy groin. Brett's eyes focused on the thick stalk of the man's
erection, and he shifted his position slightly so that he was able to
extend his tongue, and lap at the underside of the large cock, moving to
the bulbous head, until he was able to capture it between his soft lips,
and he sucked it firmly, as the man released a low groan of his own, his
gaze hungrily watching the pretty young boy take his cock into his warm,
wet mouth.

   Minutes passed, as the combined sounds of Brett's slurping hungrily at
the thick man cock and the squishy noises of the lubed finger pummeling the
boy's ass filled the small room. His lust for the boy now at the boiling
point, the man suddenly pulled his finger from the boy's clenching grip,
and then closed his hands on Brett's shoulders, lifting him upward so that
his throbbing erection escaped the boy's mouth with a popping
sound. Turning him, the man rolled Brett onto his back on the bed, then,
quickly positioned himself face down between the boy's widely splayed
legs. Gripping Brett's legs, the man lifted them, bending them so that his
knees were nearly to his ears, and then dove in face first, his thick
tongue pressing firmly between the spread mounds of the boy's pretty
ass. Brett gasped, and then groaned deeply, as the stunning sensation of
the man tonguing his tight little hole washed over him, and he groaned
again, as the man licked all around his tiny pucker, as his big hands
tightly gripped the smooth globes of his ass. On and on the man went,
seemingly trying to devour the boy's tasty asshole, the wide tongue washing
across his little pucker again, and again, as Brett gave himself over to
the powerful sensations, his balled fists hammering at the mattress over
and over.

   Brett felt dizzy, his breathing rapid and shallow, as the man continued
his assault, the tantalizing tongue seemingly everywhere at once, the
electrifying sensations periodically interrupted as the tongue drove inside
his tight sheath, then moved all around before withdrawing to resume its
maddening licking over his little pucker. Brett's head rolled from side to
side, as a steady cadence of groans and whimpers flowed from him, and
finally the man withdrew, leaving the boy with a sudden feeling of loss, as
the stunning sensations suddenly ceased. Brett opened his eyes, and looked
down over his heaving torso just as the man opened his mouth, and took the
whole of the boy's hairless scrotum into that incredible mouth, and sucked
gently on the boy's balls. Brett groaned again, a whole different set of
nerve centers exploding in pleasure, as his head flopped back on the
mattress, while tiny bright lights danced behind his eyelids. The man
carefully worked the taut pouch in his mouth, his tongue probing gently at
the grape-sized nuggets within, and Brett was at the apex of his need to
release, as his head rolled on the bed, and he groaned a deep growling
sound, as he managed to verbalize his desire, mumbling,

   "OHhhhh God...oh...please, Mister...oh...fuck me!"

   Hearing the pretty young boy actually begging for his cock fueled the
man's already flaming excitement, and need, and he quickly released the
satin smooth pouch from his mouth, as he scooted up onto his knees, and
moved forward, his well muscled arms lifting the boy's legs high, and back,
so that the very core of him presented fully open, and exposed in way that
was very nearly obscene. The man eyed the perfectly pink little sphincter,
the impossibly tight little oval surrounded by minuscule ridges of muscle,
and he groaned, as he gripped his throbbing erection, and quickly coated it
with the lube, before aiming the wide and drooling head at the exposed and
flexing center of the boy. Holding his cock at its base, the man gritted
his teeth, fighting a nearly overpowering urge to ejaculate, as he wiped
the slick head of his oozing cock back and forth over the tiny entrance,
every nerve ending in his body tense with longing, and need. Unable to deny
himself another second, he centered the head of his cock on the pink oval,
and slowly moved it forward, uttering a series of meaningless noises as he
watched the thick cock slowly disappear inside the amazing tightness, and
heat, of the boy's upturned asshole.

   Brett released a loud whooshing noise as every bit of air escaped his
trembling body, and he followed with a long, low groan as the thick cock
filled his tender sheath, the now familiar pleasure washing over him, as he
willed his body to relax, and go soft inside, allowing the thick slab to
fully penetrate his buttery softness. The man bottomed out then, his heavy
ball sac bouncing off Brett's upturned ass cheeks, and he paused, savoring
the unbelievable tightness of the boy's sheath, and he shuddered, as he
felt the boy tighten his inner muscles, then relax them, as he rolled his
tiny butt, literally milking the thick cock that filled his tender boy
pussy to the maximum.

   "Fuuuuck, kid...holy shit...what an amazing fuck you are...God
damned...!" hissed the man, an Brett shuddered again, the rigid cock
dragging over his sensitive little nugget.

   "Oh jeez, Mister...oh...oh...oh...fuck me...oh yea...oh...oh...!"
responded the panting boy, his mind reeling with sensory overload.

   Not need any further encouragement, the man instantly complied with the
boy's nearly frantic plea, and he began a steady thrusting, withdrawing the
massive missile until only the wide head penetrated the boy's gripping
tightness, and then driving fully into him, forcing the air from the
panting boy's lungs, only to have it replaced with the huge intake of air
that the boy sucked in as he once more withdrew. Over and over it went, the
thick man cock repeatedly filling the young boy's narrow cavity, and then
gliding back, the wide tip torturing the pulsing little gland that
generated the mind-numbing sensations that coursed through the boy's
quivering young body until he simply could no longer stand it, and his rock
hard erection pulsed repeatedly, spewing streamer after streamer of his
milky semen across his stomach, the first forceful ejaculate nearly
reaching his tiny nipples.  Seeing the boy shoot his youthful ejaculate
untouched drove the lust filled man over the edge of his own orgasm, and he
shuddered strongly, fully aware of his own cock forcefully disgorging it's
pent up ejaculate, and rope after rope of thick cum jetted into the boy's
incredible tightness, flooding his immature sheath beyond it's capacity, so
that a veritable river of the slimy fluid escaped around the sides of his
still spitting cock, drizzling down over the boy's pretty ass cheeks, and
soaking the sheet underneath him.

   Finally spent, and utterly exhausted, the man sagged forward, and to the
side, his heavy body sprawling onto the mattress beside the panting boy, as
his wilting cock slipped from Brett's widely stretched little hole with a
slight popping sound. Brett flexed his inner muscles, and felt another
river of the man's warm cum ooze from his distended hole, and he shuddered,
suddenly unable to stop himself from shivering as though he were suddenly
very cold. The panting man moved an arm across the boy's heaving chest, and
pulled his slender body against his much thicker one, and held him tightly,
as man and boy struggled to regain normal breathing, each lost in his own
emotional recapping of the tremendous fuck they had just experienced.

   A much needed and rejuvenating sleep followed, and, as the first slivers
of pale light peeked through the curtains, they stirred, gravitating toward
each other on the very rumpled bed. Among quiet whispers that offered
nothing of real consequence, they leisurely explored each others naked body
once more, their rekindled passions flaming once again, and finally
culminating in a much more subdued, but equally satisfying coupling, the
man once more filling the boy's eagerly accommodating young tunnel with yet
another scalding offering of his rich fluids. Following another shared
shower involving far more mutual soaping of each other than would have been
required for normal hygienic purposes, the man was again unable to resist
the tempting young erection that pointed` proudly at the bathroom ceiling
as he tenderly toweled the slim boy's body. Sliding his hands into the
smooth and hairless underarms of the boy, he lifted him effortlessly, he
sat his cute little butt up onto the vanity top, and then proceeded to
happily suck the rigid little soldier dry, savoring yet another offering of
the fresh and tasty young cream, as the boy cooed and purred with pleasure.

   After a hungrily consumed breakfast that was accompanied by another
round of knowing, and clearly envious looks from the café customers that
had offered much the same expressions the previous evening, as they had
watched the man and his boy eat their dinner, knowing full well that that
the stunning young boy would ultimately become the man's dessert, one the
privacy of their room had been attained. With one last "eat your hearts
out" look around the small diner, the man settled his tab, and then slid
his arm possessively across the boy's shoulders, as he led him out to the
car, and man and boy were once more mobile, drawing ever closer to Brett's
final destination, and the destiny that awaited him there. As late
afternoon approached, the car roared past a wide signpost declaring that
they had just entered the state of Utah, and Brett looked over at the man,
his eyebrows lifting in question, and the man simply nodded, supplying
silent confirmation. Brett settled back in his seat, his mind racing with
anticipation of the looming reunion with his Aunt, and all of the
possibilities of his new life in this new place, and, among his most ardent
wishes for success in his new beginning was the feverent hope that this new
place would be abundantly populated with the kinds of men that would be
both understanding and supportive of the newly discovered needs of a pretty
young boy.

The End

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