Date: Wed, 05 Jan 2005 06:19:33 -0800
From: Bob Hook <bobhook10@hotmail.com>
Subject: boyhood of men (part two)

During that summer of my ninth year, there were several repeats of the tryst
with Mr. Wilson. I would stop by his house on my way home from playing at
Jimmy's, and he would find a secluded spot either in the house, or out back,
where he could strip me naked, and perform the seemingly endless array of
things he knew to do with my small, hairless body, to make me feel the
tingles, and see the stars, as he guided me through my intense, if dry,
orgasms! For whatever reason, Mr. Wilson was apparently happy to just
manipulate my naked little body, as he never once attempted to bring his own
cock into our play, even though I was certainly more than a little curious
about it, and I know it got all hard, too, because I saw his pants all
tented up, several times. I never pushed the issue with the man, however,
for fear of upsetting him, and making him stop wanting to play with me!

The next event on my roster of boyhood adventures with adult men came along
shortly after my tenth birthday. In fact, the man involved, was someone I
had met briefly, at my birthday party.. His name was Steve, and he was a
kind of uncle, but not the really kind, to my friend Tommy. Steve drove
Tommy to my house for the birthday party, and came inside my house, to
briefly confer with my mother about pickup times, etc. Tommy introduced him
to my Mom, and to me, too. He took my small hand in his big one, and shook
with me, like grownups do, and he told me happy birthday, too! "Thank you,
Mr. White!" I had said, in rely, and he had scruffed my shaggy hair,
chuckled, and told me, "Steve, little man, just call me Steve!" I blushed,
and nodded my head, saying shyly, "Uh, OK, sure, Steve!" and I  had felt
pretty important that a grownup man would say that to me. I mean, after all,
he must have been like 40, or so, and I really should have called him Mr.
White!

Anyway, it was like about a week or so, after my party, that I saw Steve,
again. I had biked over to the park near our house, and I had used some
birthday money from my Grandma to buy a Sno-cone from the little stand at
the park, and I was sitting by a tree eating it, when I heard, "Well, look
here.....it's the big, 10 year old, Robby!" I looked up, and saw a smiling
Steve standing above me, grinning down at me. "Hey, Mr......uh....I
mean....Steve....Hi!" I stammered. He chuckled, and reached out his big
hand, messing my already shaggy hair, and said, "So, Old Timer, have you
found a job, yet?" I giggled, and blushed, saying, "Oh Steve....your just
teasing me...I still got lots of school to go to.....I can't have any job,
yet!" He laughed, and replied, "No...really....I thought 10 years old was
all grown up!" I giggled, and blushed some more, and pulled my knees up
under my chin, licking at my red Sno-cone. Steve dropped down to the grass,
stretching his large body out, at my feet, and propped himself on one elbow,
facing me.

"So, Robby......all alone today?" he asked. I nodded, still flicking my
small, pink, tongue at the sweet Sno-cone. "Yea, Tommy's at his other
friends house, and Jimmy had to go see his Grandma, today." I told the man.
He nodded, and said, "Ah, I see....well....I can hang out with you a while,
if you'd like...." I caught a melting drizzle of the red juice that was
running down the side of the paper cup, slaving my pink tongue quickly, and
told him, "Sure...OK....cool!" He smiled, and messed my hair again, then
leaned back on his elbow, and I noticed his eyes locking onto my crotch
area, where the wide legs of my shorts hung down at the backs of my thighs,
and his tongue flicked across his lips a few times. I glanced down between
my legs, and realized that Steve could look up under the gaping hem, and
probably was seeing part of my white briefs underpants! I felt the tingle
that I get from Mr. Wilson, and my small dick jumped a little.

Steve moved his gaze up to meet my eyes, and he smiled, again, saying, "How
about letting me lick that?" and his eyes dropped down, again, to my partly
exposed crotch! I giggled, and felt my face turn red, but I didn't say
anything, not sure exactly what the man had meant. I extended the dripping
Sno-cone toward him, and asked, "This....? He lifted his eyes, again, and
chuckled, then said, "Well....I'm sure that's good, and all, but, it's not
anywhere close to as sweet as what I'd really like to lick!" And he winked
at me, once again dropping his eyes to my open crotch. My face grew warmer,
and my boy cock twitched big time, as I clearly understood what the man was
implying, then!

Steve reached out his arm, and lightly stroked the skin at the back of my
thigh, going up a ways, under the hem of my shorts, and just touching the
elastic leg band of my briefs! I flinched, at the contact, sucking in a
breath, and feeling my boy cock grow instantly stiff, and flexing, inside my
briefs! "Hmmm...." Steve said, "Such creamy, soft, boy skin....yep...no
doubt it's way sweeter than that sticky Sno-cone!" I giggled and blushed
some more, but was definitely interested in where he was going, as I thought
of Mr. Wilson, and the stars popping in front of my eyes! "You really think
my old leg skin is sweeter than this yummy Sno-cone?" I asked the man,
slightly incredulous. He stroked me again, and nodded, saying, "I'd
seriously love the chance to find out, for sure, if you wanted to!" I
considered that, and looked around, spotting a few Mom's and their kids at
the swing set, a few yards away from my tree. Steve followed my glance, and
nodded, then said, "yea, well.....I didn't actually mean, right here.....but
if you want to find out which is sweeter, my car is just over there, in the
big lot." And he let his thick finger pass to the inside of my bare thigh,
where it just lightly grazed over my tight ball sack, causing me to groan,
as the tingles passed up my spine! I looked at the grinning Steve, and
nodded my head.

He quickly stood up, and offered me a large hand, then pulled me to my feet,
as well. He pulled me in close to his large body, and placed a strong arm
across my thin shoulders, and started me walking, toward his car. My boned
up boy dick tented the front of my shorts, pointing the way, as we walked.
Steve looked at my obvious protrusion, and chuckled, saying, "Hmmm, Tiger,
you even LOOK sweeter than any old Sno-cone!" I giggled, and blushed, again,
my stiffy pulsing in the small, tight, briefs! Steve held me close, his arm
sliding down my back a few times, to pass a hand across my small butt, as we
walked.

We got to the car, and Steve opened the door, then stood, looking all
around. There weren't any other cars, or people close by, and he told me to
climb in, and he got in after me, closing the door. It was almost dark
inside the car, and I realized the windows all had that dark film stuff on
them, so you can see out good, just not in, if your outside. The seat was
really wide, and this nice, soft, leather, and I liked how it smelled in
there. Steve put in the keys, and then the seat slid backward a ways. He
reached in the back, and produced a small pillow, which he placed against my
side door, telling me that I could use it, if I decided to stretch out. That
sounded good, so I moved over, bracing my back on the pillow, and stretched
my legs out across the long seat. In the process of this, I managed to slop
a little of the red juice on my tee shirt, and Steve quickly told me to
raise my arms, and he skinned the tee over my head, tossing it into the
back, saying, "Don't want that sticky stuff on the seat, do we?" I nodded,
agreeing, and besides, it was sort of warm in the car, anyway. I settled
back, and spread my legs a little, taking another swipe at the fast melting
Sno-cone.

Steve chuckled, and fixed his eyes on my small tent, my rock hard boy cock
standing proud inside my shorts, and briefs, and I saw his tongue tip snake
quickly over his lips. "OK, Robby-boy," he said, "Time to taste test!" and
he reached out, taking the gooey Sno-cone from my hand, and depositing it
into a plastic bag hanging from the dash. He took hold of my small wrist,
and brought my red syrup coated hand to his mouth, his tongue coming out to
slave over it, and he made loud smacking and slurping noises, as he tested
the sweetness of the stuff. "Hmmm, " he said, "sweet, for sure!" I giggled,
and he licked my hand, and wrist, some more, then released my arm, and I
dropped it at my side. He looked deeply into my eyes, and commented on their
blueness, then softly placed his hand on my bare shoulder, rubbing lightly,
then sliding down onto my bare chest, rubbing those small circles there,
same as Mr. Wilson does, and I gasped a little, and felt my tiny nipples get
all stiff!

Steve touched me all over my chest, murmuring softly about my smooth skin,
and then his thick fingers grazed over my little nipples, causing me to
start, and push my small chest up at his probing fingers, feeling the tingle
a lot, and wanting his fingers on them.  "Good boy, Robby!" he mumbled, his
fingers teasing my nipples, gently squeezing the hard nubs between his
fingers. I groaned a little, and scooted lower on the seat, opening my legs,
even more! Steve kind of lay his upper body on the seat, between my splayed
legs, and he dropped his head down, flicking my nipples with his wet tongue,
and I groaned more, my hands gripping into his tick hair! He licked, and
sucked the tight little points, his hand rubbing my soft tummy, and
dropping, to grip my little nail outside my shorts, as he groaned with me!
Soon his tongue moved lower, and he licked all over my soft tummy, pushing
his tongue into my button, and biting my skin gently. I was all shaking now,
and the tingle was racing all over me, it felt soooo good! I tugged at his
hair, and his hand was tightly wrapped around my boy cock now, moving up and
down!

After a minute, Steve pulled away, and rose up, gripping my shorts in his
big hands, he slid them down my smooth, thin legs, and lifting each foot,
took them off me, and dropped them over the seat! I lay almost flat on the
car seat, now dressed in just my small, white briefs, and my socks, and
tennis shoes, my throbbing boy cock pressed tightly into the small white
material, as Steve stayed still, his wide eyes passing over the length of my
near naked body, and he moaned, saying, "Christ, kid.......your fucking
beautiful!" I blushed some more, and watched him watch me, his tongue
passing repeatedly over his lips, as his eyes traveled the length of my
body, as his big hand shot out, and gripped my aching nail, squeezing, and
rubbing it, up and down, a minute, as he grunted. His fingers slipped into
the elastic waist, and in a flash, he peeled the briefs down my bare legs,
and off, to join the rest of my clothes in the back seat! "Awww, fuuuuuck!!"
he growled, as his eyes locked onto my stiffy, and my small balls below, and
his big man hands gripped my hairless thighs up high, stroking me, as he
licked his lips, his eyes fixated on my bouncing, jerking boy tool! I had
the tingles like all over me now, and my small butt was flexing, humping my
little dick at him, as his hands moved upward, then, gripped my rock hard
shaft, and cupped my small balls! I groaned, my head rolling on the small
pillow, as I squeaked, "Oh wow, Steve.......wow....wow....!

He nodded rapidly, uttering "No shit....wow....fucking hot,
kid....awesome..!" His strong hands worked my pounding boy parts, and the
tingle was making me crazy, and the little stars were starting to pop behind
my eyes, as the man played with me, touching me everywhere at once, as he
grunted, and panted above me, then, leaned over, and engulfed my granite
boyhood into his mouth, sucking me to the root, as he tugged at my small,
tight balls! "UHGggggg.....Agggggggggg....!" I groaned, thrusting upwards,
to drive my cock at his devouring mouth! Steve slid a big hand under my
small butt, and gripped my tight melons together in one huge man hand, as he
sucked me, head moving rapidly, up and down my small shaft, and the tingle
exploded inside me, my head rolling, and my fists beating his shoulders, as
the stars all went off at once, and my head exploded like fireworks, as the
intense, dry orgasm, swept over me, and I yelled loudly,
"OHHH.....OHHH....OHHHH...!" Steve swallowed me whole, sucking, and gulping,
his hand tightly gripping my heaving balls, as I collapsed, going limp, on
the seat of the car, my pulse racing, and my heart pounding! He pulled me to
him and held me tightly, and I felt his own heart poundng in his chest, and
he kissed me, and licked me, muttering over and over, "Fuck,
kid....Robby....shit......ohhhh...fuuuuck!"

As he held me, we settled down, finally, and relaxed against the rich
leather seat, softly touching, and talking, as the world went back to
normal. I saw Steve's big man cock pushed against his pants, and I put my
small hand on it, and squeezed it, tightly. "Whoa...!" I said, "You got a
really big one!" He chuckled, and told me, "Go ahead, Robby.....check it
out....!" I giggled, and tugged and pulled at his belt, and zipper, finally
freeing the man cock, and gasping, loudly, as it sprang out, and slapped
against his stomach, pulsing with life, and hard as rock, a clear fluid
oozing from the big slit on top! I wrapped my small hand around the thick
thing, and mimicked his earlier movements, rubbing it up and down, and
thumbing the wet head, as he lay his head back, and groaned, loudly! "OHHh,
fuck, kid.....!" More stuff ran out of it, and I wondered for a minute if he
was peeing, but then didn't care, as I was enthralled with the huge, hairy,
thing in my hand, and I rubbed it more, and faster, until Steve tightened
all up, and pushed really hard into my hand, and the thick tool jerked hard
in my hand, and a giant glob of stuff flew from the end, and then more, and
more, and more, spraying all over like a water hose, the thick, white stuff
splattering everywhere, as Steve yelled, 'FUUUUCK.....CUMMMMINNN...!"

I kept pounding at it, fascinated at all the white stuff everywhere, until
finally he grabbed my arm, and made me stop. He laughed then, a deep,
satisfied laugh, and said, "Holly shit, kid......that's fucking incredible!"
and I giggled too, gingerly passing my fingers through a large glob of the
warm, slippery, goo, as his arm encircled me, and hugged me tightly to him!
He chuckled then and said, softly, "Robby-boy......YOU.....are most
DEFINITELY....sweeter than any old Sno-cone!" And we giggled, together,
naked and sweaty, on the front seat of the car!

(To Be Continued)
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