Date: Fri, 7 Nov 2008 13:34:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boy at my Door (2)

Boy at my Door
By
Storyguy22

(2)


   Reaching my bedroom, Nolan hopped up onto my bed, his cute little butt
perched at the edge of the mattress. He leaned back, propping himself on
his bent elbows, and I stood there looking hungrily at his naked beauty. I
think some part of me was still in shock making it difficult for me to
believe that I actually had this gorgeous fourteen year old boy in my
house, much less naked, and lying on my bed.

   I let me eyes travel slowly over him, and I was again struck by his slim
smoothness, the only real evidence of hair growth being the tuft of dark
pubes at the base of his sculpted boyhood. Speaking of which, it was now
flaccid but still certainly of ample dimensions for his tender age. It lie
in repose atop his plump scrotum, the helmet knob of it now a healthy pink
tone as opposed to the slightly purple hue it had assumed in erection. I
felt my mouth fill with saliva as I vividly recalled the feel of its
earlier stiffness sliding in and out of my drooling mouth, and the
delicious bursts of his creamy nectar ejecting over my taste buds, and I
very much wanted to have that experience again.

   My own cock was so rock hard the throbbing sensation that coursed
through it reminded me of the worst tooth ache of my life, and the nearly
obscene way it was poking at the front of my sweat pants was clearly not
lost on Nolan. Those dark and mysterious eyes of his were dead-locked on my
protrusion as he sat there, and I saw his pink tongue slide forward to run
over his lush lips. I inched a bit closer to the bed, and his eyes shifted
up to meet mine. A coy little smile turned up the corners of his mouth, and
he said softly,

   "Wow, Rob...you're...uh...you must be...really big...!"

   A quick flash of how big this kids own cock was likely to be when he
reached my age ran through my mind, and the thought made me smile as I
replied,

   "I don't lay claim to any gold star in the size department
kiddo...certainly not in any way that you easily could, even now...but
thanks...the truth is that big or not, it is damn sure as hard right now as
I ever recall it being, and that is pretty much your fault!"

   He giggled, and pushed himself up into a sitting position as he extended
a thin arm, his delicate fingers inching toward my aching bulge. His eyes
rolled up again, and he shyly asked,

   "Is it okay of I...touch it...?"

   Is it okay, I thought...shit...would it be okay if I won tonight's
lottery draw...?...keeping my reply brief, and succinct, I answered,

   "I think I might die if you don't Nolan."

   Still a bit tentative, his hand inched closer to my pulsing protrusion,
and I felt my knees go rubbery as his smallish hand closed around my shaft
and then squeezed it.

   "Oh man...!" Nolan hissed softly.

   "Yes Nolan...God...oh man, indeed!" I croaked hoarsely, my heart rate
immediately doubled, at least.

   "It is...man...it is, like, seriously hard...jeez!"

   I closed my eyes, tiny bright dots of color exploding behind my eyelids
as the boy carefully moved his fist up and down, stroking my very much
overloaded cock, and I struggled against the urge to jump the boy, and
simply have my way with him. Another few up and down pumps, and I suddenly
felt the cooler room air wash over my groin a Nolan pulled the front of my
sweats outward, and then down, freeing my rigid erection. My eyes flew
open, and I looked down just in time to see the boy's fingers wrap around
my shaft as he muttered,

   "Jeez...oh my God...this is so awesome...!"

   Happily I silently seconded that remark, and I felt suddenly dizzy, my
racing pulse making me light headed. I also realized that I had at some
point stopped breathing, so I sucked in a deep breath, exhaling it as I
told him,

   "Oh Nolan...God baby...that feels...and looks...so very amazing!"

   His head nodded as he resumed stroking my rigid cock, and I had to swoon
again as his free hand came up to carefully cup my dangling balls as his
delicate fingers gently explored them.

   "It feels so hot...all hard...but soft like too...it's...really
different than when I touch my own...it's pretty amazing I think...!" he
chanted, his tone soft, and kind of awe struck.

 I think hearing the boy's reaction actually made my nearly exploding cock
another degree or two harder, and I began to feel that familiar searing
sensation deep in my balls as he continued to steadily stroke me, settling
into a kind of rhythm that couldn't have been any better if the boy
possessed a masters degree in hand jobs. I closed my eyes again, letting
myself savor every nuance of his maddening touches, and as the churning in
my balls swelled in intensity, I focused on it...at least I did until my
focus was instantly and completely redirected to what may well have been
the most exquisite sensation I had ever experienced in my life. As my
already over-taxed brain registered a brand new sensation of intense
pleasure, my eyes popped open and I looked down, my equally over-taxed
heart nearly exploding in my chest as I saw, and felt, the stunning boy
close his warm, wet mouth over my throbbing erection as his slender fingers
continued their delicate fondling of my aching balls.

   "AHHhhhh Nolan...OHhhh Goddamn...!" I grunted through tightly clenched
teeth.

   I heard him gag as he went too deeply, and he pulled back a bit before
gamely trying it again, and in a matter of seconds he had it, his
butter-soft mouth gliding along my erection with surprising deftness. His
dark topped head bobbed steadily, and the hand work he was applying to my
balls combined with visual of this sweet teen boy slobbering over my cock
quickly proved to be more than my rapidly waning control could maintain,
and as I reflexively rocked up onto my tip-toes, I felt the wave break
somewhere deep inside me, and my hands shot out of their own volition to
grip his bobbing head. My hips bolted forward as my cock spasmed, swelling
thicker still in his velvet mouth for an instant before it erupted in an
orgasm so intense I feared that my balls themselves might eject into his
sweet mouth.

   Poor Nolan...no way in hell could he have been ready for the explosion
of man-cum that I delivered him, and he choked and gagged repeatedly as he
gamely hung in there, my massive load escaping the corners of his flooded
mouth, and dribbling from his nose as his gagging reflex sent the thick
substance into his nasal passages. Tears streamed from his dark eyes, and I
saw his Adam's apple bob repeatedly as he struggled to swallow the
seemingly endless ejaculate I was spewing into his mouth, and he finally
had to give it up. He pulled back, my still shooting cock popping out of
his mouth, and the last couple of offerings I spewed streaked across his
sweet face, leaving long trails of the stuff dribbling down his cheeks as
he coughed, and gulped in air like a fish out of water.

   Finally it ended, and I searched his painted face, fully expecting to
see my toenails somewhere in the trails of cum that covered him. I was
gasping, my heart hammering madly in my heaving chest, and in my utter
exhaustion, I simply crashed forward, landing on the bed along side the
still huffing and stunned boy. He looked at me, those long eyelashes
fluttering rapidly as he continued to swallow rapidly. I gave him a
lopsided grin, still too spent to speak, and then I reached out to wrap the
boy in my arms, and pull him in close. I hugged him, my tongue swiping at
the trails of my semen on his cheeks and mouth, and I pressed my mouth to
his small ear, and managed a breathless,

   "Ohhhh baby...OH...My...God...!"

(To Be Continued)
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