Date: Wed, 29 Jun 2005 13:27:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Busboy Dreamboy (12)

The extended silence between us was beginning to worry me. As his orgasmic
elation had waned, Ryan had lay back on the lounge, closed his eyes, and
gone silent on me. Oh man, I thought, this does it, for sure! Why do I lose
it so badly with this kid, and let myself get all out of control like
that. His feelings for the whole deal are iffy enough, and I damn well know
that, so what do I do to keep his fragile interest alive.....jeez...just
dive in, and eat his sweet little ass! Yikes! The kid's probably totally
freaked, now, and I'm toast, I'm sure!

Lying in my own lounge next to him, I turned toward him, and propped myself
up on my elbow, looking at his naked form beside me. God, just look at that
body...lean and smooth...flawless and creamy...perfect proportions of cock
and balls...and...yea...that killer ass...as tasty as it looks, definitely!
No freeking wonder I go off the charts playing with this boy-wonder...what
lover of male youth wouldn't!! Still, he is so much more than a great
body. There is also a pretty great kid that lives in that body, and while
he is curious, and trusting, enough to experiment with me, he harbors
reluctance, and a little inner guilt about it all. My tonguing his ass was
definitely too much for his emotional center, and I should have known
better. Yea....all true.....but....damn...I wouldn't have missed it for the
world!

Enough, I told myself! Let's see where we are, here! "Hey Hotstuff...you
fall asleep on me, or what..?" I asked quietly. He sucked in a deep breath,
then, let it go slowly, turned his head toward me, and opened his eyes. I
tried to read the mostly blank expression on his face, but failed. A tiny
smile turned up the corners of that lush mouth, and he answered, softly,
"I'm awake." He rolled his head back to center, and draped an arm across
his eyes. Shit, I thought, this may be even worse than I thought.

"Ry..." I started again, "You OK, Bud...something's not right
here...what...talk to me...please...?" Another inhale/exhale, then, "Its
cool....I'm good..." More quiet. Shit! "Look, Ry...I got a little bit nuts
there...I know...probably went too far....and....well...I'm sorry, Bud!" I
told him. I thought that over again, then added, "Well...I mean, I'm sorry
if I freaked you....or crossed some line...and...upset you....but truth
is...I'm really NOT sorry I did it...loved it, in fact..!" I held my
breath, mentally willing him to respond.


Something close to a minute that seemed like an hour, passed. Finally, he
lifted his arm, and looked at me, the tiny smile returning, and said,
"You...are SUCH...a....PERV..!!" I exhaled my held breath, and grinned
widely, nodded, and answered, "Totally....I know...you're SO
right...but...it's pretty much YOUR fault, that I am!" He giggled softly,
then, turned more serious. "Uh...I just...uh...I don't
know....never...actually...well.....never mind...its cool..!" He
stammered. I reached out my hand, and laid it on his soft tummy, rubbing
him gently, and said, "No Ry....it is NOT cool...I upset you....ruined
things, probably...but we need to talk it out...deal with it...please!"

Another of those long minutes passed, and he took in another deep breath,
and blew it out. He looked at me again, nodded, and said, "Yea, Ok...prolly
so...just...uh....Ok....so it just kinda freaked me, I
guess....not....uh...then...actually doing it...I
mean...just...after...now...oh, shit...!" Still stroking his creamy skin,
and resisting the serious temptation to slide lower, I took a breath of my
own, and said, "Yea, Ok....I figured that...the....uh...backside bit...too
much, huh..?" A pause, then, "Well....sorta...and
not...both....jeez...Josh...felt like...unreal....way good....but jeez,
Dude...just sorta....dunno...!" He trailed off.

Another breath for me, then, "I see...OK...so let's get this right,
OK...first, I am just so damned turned on by you...ALL of you...that I just
lose it...and want....need...to...um...experience you...everywhere...and
that....is...well...a very special thing...certainly not a habit of
mine...that I just felt a serious need to explore with you...and I loved
every second of it, too! He started to say something, and I stopped him
with a wave of my hand, then, went on. "Second, I can understand why it
might freak you...I'm sure your whole upbringing has defined anything to do
with...your...that...as taboo...but, as you just told me it was a good
feeling, and I'm sure you are mixed up about the two emotions, and
reactions, and that's understandable too." I gave it a minute, letting that
sink in, then went on, "Third, sex of any kind is a shared event...and if
some part of it is not acceptable to anyone involved, then it gets
said...and it stops...period!" I liked his facial reactions to that, so I
went on, "Last, Ry.....again...it's more about good feelings...than right,
versus wrong...and if my doing that gave you good feelings, I'm very glad
about that...but again, I am sorry that it upset you on some different
level, and it won't happen again...promise!" I shut up then, and waited,
again holding my breath.

He lay there, looking into my eyes with those deep blue pools, for maybe a
full minute. Finally I watched his face lose its tension, and relax, fading
into his infamous killer grin, as he said, "Hey, Perv...wanna skinny dip
with me...?" I let out the held breath, chuckled, and reached down to grip
his partly firmed up meat, and answered, "You got it, Hotstuff!" He
giggled, and shifted his gaze to my hand working his cock, and said,
"Nope....looks more like YOU...got it!" With that smart-ass remark, I
quickly stood, and scooped his naked body up in my arms, walked to the pool
edge, and tossed his fine ass into the water, then jumped in after him!

We played around in the cool water a while, the usual splashing and
dunking, and finally ended up back on the pool steps, side by side. I
slipped my arm around his waist again, and he leaned against me. After a
pause, he asked, quietly, "Can I say something...?" I nodded, and replied,
"Sure...anything!" He waited a minute, then said, "I really like everything
you said before...seriously...and I mostly get it, too...and...I don't want
you...uh...feeling bummed...or anything...cause
actually...well....shit...OK...so it felt....awesome..totally...you doing
that...made me so crazy...good...shit...so then...uh...I'm GLAD you did
it...OK?" WOW...did THAT feel good....a lot of weight just lifted from my
heart, hearing those words! I gave his middle a good squeeze with my arm,
and simply said, "Thanks, Ry...seriously...thanks for that!"

Another quiet moment, then he shifted some, and I felt his hand on my
thigh, moving inward, to grip my cock in his fist. I settled back into the
pool wall, and spread my legs, my cock rapidly responding to his soft
touch! "Hmmm...nice...!" I murmured, and he giggled softly,
saying..."Yea...I'm thinking he likes it....he's going all stiff for me..!"
I chuckled, and recited the very old Confucious quote, telling him, "Uh
huh....and Confucious say, keep working stiff problem, and soon, solution
will be on hand!" He giggled, and increased his pressure on my now full
hard cock, stroking it with a sweet rhythm, and replied, "Cool...so let's
solve the problem...find the...giggle....solution, then!"

I closed my eyes, and got lost in the sensation of his smooth hand job, my
throbbing cock finding complete happiness in his hand. I was actually
plenty backed up, having concentrated my total attention to getting Ryan
off as we played earlier, and I knew that my heavy load wasn't far off! He
continued to stroke me skillfully, his free hand wandering between my
spread legs to tease at my aching balls, adding significant fuel to my
burning fires. My passions were quickly rising, and I felt my hips
reflexively thrusting to meet his rhythm. My balls began that so sweet
tingle, and I let myself go with the incredible flow of sensations, when my
entire day, hell, entire life, turned golden, as I heard him say, urgently,
"Sit up on the top, Josh!"

My eyes popped open along with my jaw, and I looked at him, uttering,
"Huh..?" he grinned at me, still stroking my turgid tool, and cupping my
swollen nuts, and answered, "Sit up on the top...hurry!" Holy shit, I
thought, is he...maybe..?....fuck it...I scrambled to the top edge of the
pool, and planted my naked butt on the warm concrete, my throbbing cock
waving around between my open legs. He grinned, and slipped in between my
legs, and gripped my shaft again. He moved close in, and stared at my
leaking cock a minute, inhaled deeply, and uttered,
"Yea...cool....gonna...! And I gasped loudly, as he leaned in, and slid my
drooling meat into his warm, wet, mouth! "AWgggg....Ry....fuck...!" I
groaned, and rolled my head back, striving to not blow my load right then
and there!

He fumbled a bit, and even scraped me with his teeth a little, but figured
it out quickly, moving his head up and down, sucking me! I was incredulous,
and mind-blown, all at once! Oh man...heaven...un-fucking-believable! He
found his rhythm, and worked up and down my shaft, even swabbing his tongue
over my drooling head several times, his hand gently toying with my charged
up balls. I wanted this to last, oh, maybe a year, or two, but all too soon
I was there...feeling my balls draw up, and my shaft grow
thicker. "Ry..Dude...close...!" I muttered, and he added pressure with his
lips, releasing my balls, and moving his fingers to grip the base of my
shaft, adding a jacking motion there, in sync with his skillful sucking!
"Aggg..shit Ry...gonna blow, man...!" I roared at him, but he gamely
continued his sucking, and jacking, until I lost it, my pent up load
exploding from the end of my cock, flooding his mouth with my nut batter!
He gagged, big time, and pulled away, still jerking my spitting cock, and
the next 3 or 4 jolts of the stuff splattered thickly onto his forehead,
and cheeks, liberally painting that pretty face with my white slime!

I finally stopped cumming, and looked down at Ryan. He had a kind of a
dazed look on his cute face, and God, did he look HOT...splotches, and
streaks, of my semen coating his creamy smooth skin! He opened his eyes,
and looked up at me, sudden comprehension crossing his face, as he slowly
drew his hands to his dripping face. He ran his fingers through the mess,
and wrinkled his little button nose, then, said, "Ewww....Dude...you, like,
SERIOUSLY slimed my face!" I laughed with him, and nodded, replying, "Uh
huh....major big time...and...on YOU...it looks great, too!" He giggled,
and began scooping the stuff onto his fingers, then shaking his hands to be
rid of it. I leaned down, and caught him with both my hands in his soft,
hairless underarms, and lifted his naked body onto my lap, hugging him, and
telling him how incredible he had made me feel with his velvet mouth, as a
very sweet shade of crimson crawled over his creamy cheeks!

I continued to hold him on my lap, reveling in the feel of his silky ass
cheeks nestling my shrunken cock, and stroking his flawless skin
everywhere. As I reached his lap, my hand encountered his once again very
hard cock, and I gripped the firm stalk, slowly jacking it up and down. He
laid his head on my shoulder, and uttered a low moan, and I kept working
his sweet meat, knowing by his rapid breathing that he was once again
primed, and very close. A few more minutes, and he grunted, suddenly
jumping off my lap, and turning, so that his drooling cock pointed directly
at me. I knew what he had in mind, and I increased my strokes on his
pulsing tool. I moved my free hand to toy with his balls a minute, then,
slide it between his parted legs. His small hips bucked as I pumped him,
and I burrowed a finger into his moist cleft, and pressed firmly against
his pucker. "Agggg....yea...payback, Dude...!" He chanted, and I felt his
shaft grow thicker in my fist. I looked squarely at his leaking tool,
nodded my head, and answered, "Yea, Ry...do it Dude...slime my face...!" He
grunted, his cute balls swinging between his legs, and I pressed a steady
pressure on his entrance, my finger slipping past his ring, and moving
gently inside his smooth tunnel. Part way in, I turned my finger toward his
front side, and bumped over his hard little gland, and he jerked hard, and
let out a deep groan.

Back and forth over the small nut, I fingered his hot spot, still rapidly
fisting his very wet cock, until he rose up on his tip-toes, and threw his
head back, grunting loudly, and letting it all go! His cock jumped in my
fist, and erupted, several strong bursts of his yummy nectar ejecting
rapidly, seriously slimming my face, in turn! He finished, and collapsed
down onto my thighs, our faces mere inches apart. He grinned widely,
laughing with me, and I saw his eyes go wide when he focused on his copious
juices drooling down my face. "Awesome...!! He chirped, "Gottcha
good.....you are freeking...SLIMED, DUDE!" He yelped, giggling, like it was
the coolest thing, ever!

Like all great things, eventually this incredible day, too, had to end. It
was getting on toward work time for us both, so we headed into the
apartment to clean up, and, sadly, dress. I resisted the urge to share the
shower with him, knowing where it would likely lead, and there simply
wasn't the time. While Ryan used the bathroom, I sat in my recliner, and
reflected on the days events, and happily reached the conclusion that the
story had reached a happy ending. He had found a way past his earlier
emotional crisis, and was going to be just fine. That pleased me greatly,
as my earlier concerns were genuine. I happily put to rest my fear that my
actions had caused harm on some emotional, or moral, level within the
boy. Deep in my sole I had to admit that the boy was basically built
straight as an arrow, but I was thankful for the opportunity I had been
given to provide an outlet for his natural teenage curiosities, and hormone
ridded horniness. If it never happened again, I would remember this time in
my heart, always.

Ryan emerged from the bathroom, vigorously toweling his hair, wearing yet
another heart stopping pair of the barely-there bikini undies he favored. I
drifted my eyes slowly over his incredible beauty again, and took a very
long look at the bulging package of his crotch, then of his snugly encased
ass, as he walked past me going to the bedroom. I let out a wolf whistle as
he reached the doorway, and he stopped, turned to face me, and flashing
that killer grin. He shook his head slightly, and said,
"You....are....SUCH.....a....PERV..!" And he disappeared into the room! I
chuckled, and headed for my own shower.

Ryan and I finished our final restaurant shift together in grand
fashion. It had been the busiest of our shifts together, and we executed
the heavy workload flawlessly, pleasing one and all of our customers to the
extent that our tip split was the best ever! After clocking out, we gabbed
our heads of, as Ryan skillfully guided the Mustang to his home a final
time. Outside the car in his driveway, I hugged his amazing body close, and
held him a minute, then looked deeply into those blue pools, and said
softly, "I have one more freak-out that I just HAVE to do....!" He looked
at me curiously, then, I leaned in, and kissed those lush lips! He let me
hold the kiss, maybe a minute, and I was shocked to feel his soft tongue
flick wetly at my pursed lips. He broke it off then, and cocked his head
sweetly to one side, and whispered, "PERV..!" And then he was gone, into
the house.

I saw Ryan after that night, from time to time. He would call to say hi,
and he dropped by the restaurant a few times to see the gang there, and
me. He even visited the estate a couple of times, to swim with me, and on
one special day there, I was granted the opportunity to enjoy blowing him
again, but it was obvious that his heart wasn't in it anywhere as much as
his sweet cock was, so I abandoned further hope of that recurring. After
his 16th birthday, wherein his Mom had gifted him a car, interestingly
enough, a 97 Mustang, he dropped by after calling one evening, and
introduced me to his steady girlfriend, named Shari. A true beauty in her
own right, and a very sweet, and charming girl, they made a very striking
couple, and I felt a deep seated warmth in my heart that Ryan had surely
gone his own path, as it was no doubt intended from the beginning, despite
his slight detour with me.

The End


Authors Note:

I want to say a very deeply felt "thank you" for all of the great comments
and support the readers have been so generous with throughout the spinning
of this tale! It seems to have contained elements that many of you found to
your liking, and that pleases me a great deal! Many thanks to you all!
Storyguy22