Date: Fri, 20 Feb 1998 19:11:02 -0500 (EST)
From: serendip@cheerful.com
Subject: boy-vignette-04

One boy was eleven, the other had just turned twelve.  They were both
beautiful, with huge brown eyes, tawny silken hair, and smooth golden skin.
While I was visiting they soon made it a habit upon getting up in the
morning to come to my room and awaken me with their boisterous laughter.
They both wore only short nightshirts for sleeping.  Giggling, the two boys
would run into my room and playfully throw themselves onto my bed.

Rambunctiously they rolled over me, wrestled on top of me, and pushed or
pulled on me.  They pretended, at least, not to notice the morning erection
under my own nightshirt.  They would sit astride me, slender legs spread
wide apart, my view under their revealing nightshirts unhindered, bouncing
and laughing.  My delight in such boyish fun grew into excruciating
suspense.  When the younger boy was lying on his stomach across me,
pressing down on me, all I had to do was move a little against him to feel
pleasure.  So I did this playfully, as if I meant to push him off of me.
He felt me struggling beneath him and held his body tighter against mine,
clinging to me in an effort not to slide off of me.  I pushed his body up
and down with mine while he giggled joyfully, and our nightshirts
eventually worked themselves up so that my erection rubbed against his
smooth, bare skin.

The older boy, wishing to join the antics and to even out the strength of
the game, climbed in front of the younger boy, straddling me at my
shoulders.  Between his open legs, his hairless genitals dangled
tantalizingly before my face.  I bucked and moved even more wildly with the
weight of both boys on me and soon felt and exquisite tension building in
my loins.  In a fervor before my climax, I raised my head and took the
twelve year old's plump little penis into my mouth.  To my amazement,
rather than pull back or roll off of me to dislodge his stiffening sex from
between my lips, the boy began to gyrate his hips and thrust it eagerly
into my mouth, laughing all the while and apparently pleased with the new
twist on our morning fun and games.

Before long my entire body shook with pleasure as I ejaculated with a
strength I had rarely known.  My thick, warm discharge spurted and
splattered onto the younger boy's bare stomach, tickling him into another
fit of laughter.  His own young penis had grown stiff and poked urgently at
my side.  When my spasms subsided, I reconcentrated my efforts on the firm
penis sliding back and forth in my mouth.  My tongue pressed and rubbed
against his tender glans with each stroke.  Suddenly, the boy froze,
paralyzed with ecstasy and eyes wide with surprise as his first orgasm
exploded throughout his youthful body, and his penis pulsated between my
lips, delivering a few savory drops of delight onto my tongue.  When he
returned to his senses, he wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me
tightly then rolled over to cuddle affectionately at my side.

Having observed the climatic conclusion to our game, the younger boy did
not want to be left out of the fun.  He crawled on all fours up over my
head, offering his stiff little penis to my mouth.  He kept his head bent
down to watch as he pushed his erection in and out of my mouth.  He wanted
to see everything.  He wanted to see how his penis sunk deep between my
lips, disappearing and then reappearing as it came out glistening and firm.
He giggled at the sight of his balls bouncing on my chin and how my nose
was flattened by his hairless pubis.  I thought he must look like a horny
little puppy, panting and eagerly thrusting his penis into my mouth on his
hands and knees.  He squealed with delight as an intense dry orgasm rippled
through him.  I curled my tongue around his penis while it momentarily
throbbed with pleasure.  He gazed intently as he withdrew his softening
organ from my mouth, fascinated by the new experience, then crawled to my
other side and kissed my cheek.