Date: Thu, 18 May 2006 12:26:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Captain Ron (2)

   As Captain Ron turned off the main road, steering the truck onto a small
side street, he reached over, and rubbed my dick a little bit, and said,

   "Much as I hate the idea, Brian, you probably ought to slip your shorts
on now, since we will be getting out of the truck in a minute."

   I didn't know if I felt good or bad about that, because I had sort of
gotten into sitting next to him naked, and, for sure I liked having him
occasionally playing with my stuff, but, at the same time, I was eager to
get to his place, and find out what "other" and "better" stuff he was going
to show me. As I retrieved my shorts, and briefs, from the floor of the
truck, he reached over and took the briefs from my hand, and put them on
the seat between us, and said,

   "Just the shorts will do, Son, no need for more clothing than necessary
covering that pretty penis of yours."

   I blushed a little bit, unsure of exactly how I felt about him
describing my dick as "pretty," but shrugged it off, and slid the shorts up
my legs, suddenly feeling more naked wearing them than I had without
them. My stiffy poked at the front of the shorts, making a pretty serious
tent that didn't leave a whole lot to the imagination anyway, but I knew
where he was coming from, not needing his neighbors spotting him ushering a
naked fourteen year old boy inside his house.

   He steered the truck into a driveway, and stopped. I glanced around,
checking out the small house that sat back in the tall trees, away from the
road. Pretty cool, I decided, almost like a mountain cabin more than a
house, with dark wood siding, and a really steep pitched roof to deal with
all the snow in the wintertime. Captain Ron looked over at me, his eyes
dropping to my tented crotch, and he chuckled, as he reached over, and slid
his hand under the waist of my shorts, gripping my rigid penis.

   "God, such a sweet, young cock....constantly hard....I love how quickly
you recover after cumming, Brian....just excellent!" he told me, then,
nearly scaring me out of my own skin, he squeezed the head of my dick
really hard, actually hurting me, and making my dick instantly shrivel into
softness.

   "OWww....!" I wailed, jumping about two feet off the truck seat, as he
withdrew his hand, and said,

   "Sorry about that, Brian.....and, I'll definitely make it up to you, I
promise.....just can't have you showing off that sweet meat to the
neighbors."

   It hadn't actually hurt all that much, really, more like it startled me,
and, if making me soft was what he was after, it had worked, big
time. Besides, he just promised to make it up to me, and, whatever that
meant had to rock, I decided, so, I forgave him, just like that.

   We exited the pickup, and walked to the door of the house, where Ron
unlocked the door, and we went inside. It was a lot nicer than I guess I
had been expecting, with lots of cool furniture, tons of boat pictures on
the walls, and even a big screen TV, and a huge stone fireplace. He told me
to sit down, and he would be right back, as he walked off in the direction
of the kitchen I could see at the back of the house. I dropped onto the
sofa, and glanced around at the boat pictures, and in a minute, he
returned, carrying a Coke in one hand, and a bottle of beer in the other,
and sat down next to me.

   He handed me the Coke, and took a long drink of his beer, then, set the
bottle on the table, and slid his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close
to him.

   "Any second thoughts, Brian?" he asked me straight out.

   I gave it a second, asking myself the same questions, then, answered,

   "No....it's cool, really."

   He hugged me in response to my reply, then said,

   "Excellent.....I'm very glad....and, since I owe you some pleasure in
exchange for hurting you, how about if you lose the shorts, and shoes, and
let me attend to that?"

   Man, I thought, there is no end to the stuff that this dude says that
kind of shocks me, but damn, I like it, too, or I wouldn't keep popping
wood every time he says stuff like that. Without comment, I lifted my butt
a little bit, and pushed my shorts down my legs, and off, then, lifted my
feet up, and got my tennies off, which left me totally naked beside him, my
hardon waving around in front of me, and my cheeks again feeling all hot.

   He stood up then, his own crotch seriously tented as well, and it was
the first time I had actually even thought of him having a dick too. I
stole a quick glance at his protruding slacks, and kind of gulped, because
it looked like he not only had one, but a seriously big one, from the way
it looked. Oh man, I thought, I sure hope he lets me see it, and maybe even
play with it, cause, man, it has got to be, like, the biggest one ever! He
moved to the end of the sofa, and pulled a big ottoman over next to the
sofa, then, arranged this big sofa pillow at one end of the couch, and
said,

   "Here, Brian, lets have you just stretch out, and lie back on this
pillow, get comfortable, and, well, just enjoy."

  I scooted around, and stretched out my legs, lying my head on the big
pillow. My stiffy laid out on my groin, hard as nails, and throbbing with
my racing pulse, as I watched him settle down, sitting on the ottoman
beside me. He let his eyes rove over my naked body, smiling warmly, as he
drifted his gaze from my face, to my chest and tummy, then paused, as he
looked at my pulsing erection, and my snug balls, then, moved on down my
legs, before returning to stare at my dick again. I'd never actually had
anybody just look at me like that, seeing, like, every inch of me all
naked, and completely hard like this, and it made me feel all tingly, and
excited, and sort of shy, and even scared, like all at once.

   "Just....perfect.....totally perfect, Brian.....you are truly a beautiful
boy!" he said, and I blushed again, feeling my heart hammering in my
chest. He saw the color flood my cheeks, and smiled, placing his palm on my
cheek, as he told me,

   "Don't feel embarrassed, Brian, please don't....I'm sorry if I get a bit
carried away with your beauty, but, it is very difficult not to....you are
truly perfect, and, it should make you proud, Son, never embarrassed."

   He actually meant that, I could tell from how he said, it, and, from the
hungry look in his eyes, and I tried to relax more. I really liked having
him look at me this way, and it was making me more horny than ever, so I
took a deep breath, and let it out, making my body let go of the tension I
had been holding onto. Ron watched as I did that, and smiled again, telling
me how good that was, good for me to just relax, and lie back, that he
would make me feel wonderful.

   I wormed my head into the big pillow, and exhaled again, feeling more
relaxed, as I got used to him looking at me all naked. He slowly moved his
hands to my face, and lightly trailed his fingers over my forehead, then my
eyes, and my cheeks, and I shuddered, thinking it felt like little
butterflys touching my skin. He mumbled a lot as he touched me, his fingers
moving over my lips, and chin, as he went on about how soft, and creamy my
skin was, and his fingers moved to my neck, then my ears, where he traced
the shape of it, and dipped inside a little. He ran his fingers over my
shoulders, and upper arms, then gripped my wrists, and gently raised my
arms, telling me to put my hands behind my head, which I did.

   He moved his hands to my chest then, and ran his fingers all over,
making me shiver a little, his light touches almost like a tickle.

   "Beautiful....just beautiful....so smooth, and hairless....incredible....!"
he murmured, driving me crazy with those soft, barely there touches.

   His fingers grazed across my little nipples, and a jolt hit my balls,
causing me to flex my dick, making it jump off my groin. He fingered my
nipples some more, and every touch seemed to instantly transmit directly to
my balls, and I started breathing faster, and harder. He actually pinched
my nipples then, both at once, just hard enough to make me whimper a
little, and arch my back up. He smiled at my reaction, and did it again, as
I groaned softly, surprised at good it felt for him to touch me there that
way.

   He stayed at my now very stiff nipples for what seemed like a long time,
and my balls were on fire now, and steadily drooling precum that I could
feel wetting the head of my rock hard cock. Finally, he moved off my
nipples, and slid his hands up into my armpits, causing me to flinch, cause
it tickled some, and he probed the soft skin there, muttering about how
creamy, and hairless I was there, as he leaned down, and actually licked my
armpit, his tongue wet, and firm, where he lapped at my soft skin. He
worked his mouth to my chest, and dragged his tongue over each nipple a few
times, then, closed his soft lips over one, and sucked it, before moving
over to do it to the other one, then, back and forth. It felt so good, I
was afraid I might actually shoot off from it, but I held my breath, and
the feeling passed. Jeez, my racing mind thought, this is amazing!

   Captain Ron slurped my small nipples a while, then, licked his way
lower, onto my tummy, where he moved his tongue all over, giving me actual
goose bumps. He dug his tongue into my tiny button, making me giggle
softly, then moved lower. He gently gripped my hard dick between his thumb,
and finger, and lifted it, then, ran his tongue through my thin pubic hair
patch, taking some strands between his teeth, and tugging them. My boner
was throbbing, and drooling, and I prayed that he would put it in his
mouth, and suck it, like I had seen in pictures, but couldn't begin to
imagine how it must feel. He actually disappointed me, when he went right
on past my dick, and ran his wet tongue down the inside of my thigh to my
knee, releasing his hold on my cock. He crossed over to my other leg, and
licked back up the inside of that thigh, and I groaned again, when I felt
his warm breath on my tight ball sac.

   Moving his head side to side, he licked, and kissed my inner thighs, and
I instinctively opened my legs wider. Each time he turned his head to lick
me, his forehead grazed my aching balls, and I gripped the pillow tightly
in my hands, and groaned, when he actually ran his wet tongue across my
ball sac a few times, pushing my balls around with it. He sensed my
reaction to the contact, and heard my groan of pleasure, so he kind of
zeroed in there, licking my balls, and, gently taking each one inside his
warm mouth. Oh man, that is So awesome, I thought, feeling his warm breath,
and the wetness of his mouth on my balls, and the dull little achy feeling
I got when he sucked them.

   It was making me crazy, and my dick was leaking big time, and I arched
my back, trying to push my balls more into his hot mouth, and he wiggled
around some down there, and somehow managed to get both my nuts in his hot
mouth at once! I yelped, my head shooting up off the pillow, as I looked
down, amazed at the feelings shooting through my aching balls, and he
pulled away just enough to let me see his mouth stuffed with my tight
little bag. Holy shit, that is unbelievable, I thought, my head spinning
with the sensory overload I was feeling. Captain Ron glanced up at me,
giving me a small wink, then, let my nearly boiling balls slip from his
mouth. He grinned at me, smacking his lips, and asked,

   "You like that, I gather, young Brian?"

   I couldn't nod my head fast enough in response to his silly question,
wishing he would stop asking me stupid questions, and shove my balls back
in his mouth, when he wrapped his fist around my pulsing cock, and stuck
out his pink tongue, and, oh God, licked the leaking head of my dick! I
groaned loudly, and dropped my spinning head back on the pillow, gasping,
as he kept licking all over my cock head, making me totally crazy.

   "Well, my sweet young boy......if you enjoyed that small
treat.....then.....you are absolutely going to love this one!" he told me,
then, leaned forward, and slid my whole damn cock into his mouth!

   That was it, I swear......I was going to blow, and right fucking now, just
no question about it. The intensity of feelings that washed over my
trembling body was just too much to take, and I grabbed at the sofa with
clenched fists, as I made this weird gurgling noise in my throat. Jesus,
that is so freeking intense, I thought, small white lights exploding behind
my eyes, and I bucked my hips sharply upward, feeling my balls drawing
tight to my body. Just when I was sure I was going to pop, Captain Ron slid
my turgid dick from his hot mouth, and squeezed it hard, instantly
relieving my urgent need to cum. I gulped a bunch of big breaths, my chest
heaving up and down, and I lifted my head to look down at him again. He
held my rigid cock in his fingers, as he lightly fingered my aching balls,
and grinned up at me, saying,

   "Easy tiger.....easy.....breath for me.....relax....take it slow, so we can
make it last....your going to love it, I promise....just be easy now..." he
chanted softly, and I felt myself back down a little, as I continued to
suck wind, still stunned at the act itself, and how incredible it had felt
when he did it.

   "Better now...?" he asked, and I nodded weakly, still staring, slack
jawed, at my dick in his hand. "Ok then...." he said, once more extending
that magical tongue, and swiping it over the very wet head of my dick. I
flinched strongly, moaning loudly again, and clenched my teeth hard enough
to do real damage, as he once more engulfed my entire length into his warm,
silky mouth. My head flopped back to the pillow, and I savored every tiny
sensation, as he began a rhythmic sucking, his slippery, warm mouth going
up and down my raging cock, as his fingers danced over my balls, and inner
thighs.

   It was only Captain Ron's expertise that prevented me from instantly
cumming, as he worked my cock in his mouth, and I rolled my head side to
side on the pillow, incredulous that anything in the whole wide world could
feel this good! He kept at it, expertly pausing when he sensed I was
loosing it, and he must have brought me there maybe a million times, it
felt like, and I was shaking like a total spastic, my whole skinny body
quivering like cold jello, and there were so many of those little white
lights swimming in my eyes that I couldn't see anymore. He was killing me
with his soft little probes on my balls, and thighs, and I honestly thought
I might just pass out from all of the intense pleasure that coursed through
me.

   Finally, he must have decided that I had about all I could take, and, he
moved back, holding only the drooling head of my cock in his mouth, as his
tongue danced over it, and I groaned really loud, when I felt him press his
finger really hard against a place right behind my balls, pushing up into
my body, as his mouth once more swallowed my pulsing cock, and I lost it,
big time. My head all but exploded, the roar I was hearing so loud that it
hurt, as my balls released my backed up load, and my cock jumped in his
sucking mouth, erupting with such force that had it not been inside his
mouth, I know my cum would have hit the ceiling above me. I shot, and shot
again, and then again, and still again, my hips thrusting clear off the
sofa each time the spasm washed over me, and I let out one long wail, as
Captain Ron continued to suck me, his fingers milking my draining balls,
until I was so drained, I felt like I'd maybe never cum again in my life.

   Finally spent, and then some, I collapsed, strong shudders continuing to
run through me, as I wiped my forearm over my sweat drenched forehead, and
gasped for air, my chest heaving up and down. Captain Ron kept my rapidly
wilting cock in his mouth, gently sucking on it, until it withered into a
very small, and happy, version of its former self, and slipped from his
soft lips. He sat up then, and once more ran his fingers over my chest, and
tummy, lightly flicking at my nipples, pretty much back where he had
started. I finally opened my eyes, and looked at him, my head rolling on
the pillow in utter disbelief. He smiled warmly at me, giving my left
nipple a small tweak, which, even in my wasted condition, caused a definite
jolt in my balls, and he chuckled softly, and said,

    "Oh my.....wonderful....and....I think that
Mr. B......really....liked.....that...!"

  Liked it......shit, was he kidding me.....it was only. Like, the single most
amazing thing that had ever happened to me, is all, and yea, oh yea, I had
liked it....I had liked it a lot! I was actually still having trouble
believing it, as he sat there grinning at me like getting a mouthful of my
cum was the high point of his day. Damn, I thought, it actually had
happened....for real....the dude had freeking sucked me....my
cock....balls....and......damn....just kept going, too, when I had pumped about
a gallon of stuff in his mouth, .....fuck....amazing, totally amazing!

   As I kind of settled back to earth, I suddenly felt kind of weird, lying
here all naked, with Captain Ron still decked out in the lame admiral suit,
though he had, at some point, at least lost the scrambled egg hat, and I
glanced down at my crotch, seeing my soft little soldier all curled up on
my spent balls. While I was actually pretty ok with the size of my hardon,
I really thought my dick was smaller than it should be all soft like this,
and, feeling kind of embarrassed about it suddenly, I moved my hands to my
lap. Captain Ron watched me turn all shy, and reached out to move my hands
off my lap, bending them back to my chest, as he said,

   "No, Brian.....please....don't hide that pretty young penis from me....it
is much to perfect for you to be shay about, really it is....and I love it
like this....and knowing that I was able to make it happy...."

   I could feel the heat on my cheeks, as he reached down, and gently held
my penis in his big hand, making it look even smaller from my perspective,
and I kind of tensed up, as he bent over me, and softly kissed, and licked,
the head of it, then, let it go, and stood up. His own tool was still very
erect, and it poked strongly at the front of his slacks, and my eyes just
sort of went there, staring at his tented crotch. He saw me looking, and
chuckled, telling me he was going to get a shower, and I should just make
myself at home.

   As he left the room, I stretched, working the tension out of my body,
and sat up. I found my shorts on the floor where I had dropped them, and
slid them on, freeballing it, since I hadn't actually seen my undies since
we had been in the pickup. I wandered into the kitchen, and got another
Coke from the fridge, and settled my butt on a barstool, sipping the Coke,
and rerunning the sofa scene in my mind, as I remembered Captain Ron's
little speech that he had given me back at his office. A boylover, he had
called himself, a man who enjoys sex with young boys. Well, he seemed to
enjoy what we had just done, and I definitely did, though I wasn't so sure
it was actually sex, since I had been the only one naked, and I wondered
about his obvious hardon, and what had to be a serious need to get off, and
that thought made me wonder about me doing something for him. The idea had
never occurred to me, I was so mind-bent after the incredible orgasm he had
given me, and now I worried that I probably should have done something for
him, too. I thought about that for a bit, not really sure about the idea of
returning the favor totally, but, remembering how great it had felt to me
when he jacked me off out on the lake, I decided I could probably handle
that, if he wanted me to.

   As I mulled over the possibilities, and how I felt about them, Captain
Ron walked into the room, dressed now in some shorts, and a tee shirt. He
looked really different dressed that way, I thought, younger, and more
relaxed, than in the admiral suit. He really was a good looking man for his
age, and pretty fit, too, I noticed, my eyes drifting over his frame. He
smiled at me, his white teeth flashing against his very tanned face, and I
smiled back, as my mind registered that the boner he had been sporting was
in a much calmer state, though the small shorts still packed an impressive
bulge.

   "I helped myself to another Coke." I said, and he nodded, moving to the
fridge, and digging out another beer for himself. He moved over next to me,
and climbed onto the other stool, as he popped open the beer, knocking back
a good gulp, and said, as his big hand moved to my thigh,

   "So, hot-shot.....everything ok with you?"

   The second he touched me, my cock jerked in my shorts, and started to
chub up some. I nodded my head, looking at him, and answered,

   "For sure....everything is....was.....awesome....!" and I felt my cheeks
heat up a little bit.

   He chuckled, moving his hand over my thigh, making my balls tingle, as
he winked at me, and replied,

   "Yes....I totally agree with that assessment,
Brian.....awesome....yup....exactly right....and, you know what...?....you are
incredibly cute when you blush like that...!"

   Naturally, that remark only made me blush more, and I felt the heat on
my face, as I stammered, trying to come up with a comment, and failing.

   He slid his hand into my lap, and fingered my growing penis, as he said,

   "Oh damn...I'm sorry, buddy....I don't mean to embarrass you....but it's
true....you really are very cute...and....I mean it too, when I say that
this....is totally cute, too....and, I want you to know how much I really
enjoyed what we did....enjoyed it a lot....just as I look forward to enjoying
the rest..."

   My cock popped a full-on boner, as he lightly fondled it through my
shorts, and I opened my legs some, actually encouraging him to touch me, as
my brain raced with speculation as to just what "the rest" might mean, and
realized that I was suddenly eager to find out.

   He gripped my erection in his fist, rubbing it up and down, making my
balls go crazy with tingles, and he said,

   "Hmmm....nice...commando....if you simply must wear something, then, this
is a nice choice....!"

   I didn't say anything for a few seconds, as I closed my eyes, and
focused on the very cool feelings his rubbing my cock was creating, then,
looked straight into his dark eyes, and said, seriously,

   "I....um....yea, well....um....I...um....really
enjoyed....it...too....and.....yea....me too...the...rest...I mean."

  He gave my hardon a good squeeze, then, let go, and dropped his hand
lower to fondle my balls, and replied,

   "Good...excellent....and, when these sweet little guys get a chance to
recharge, we will definitely get to the rest....all of it."

   If he had kept it up, I probably could have drained them again right
where I sat, it was feeling so good for him to play with my balls like
that, but he stopped suddenly, and leaned back to look at me for a minute.

   "Is this the first time you have been sucked off, Brian?" he asked,
matter-of-factly.

   I averted my eyes, the heat crawling over my face again, and croaked,

   "Yes..."

      "Wonderful....that is always a wonderful experience, but, that first
time is extra special....and I am very happy to have been your first....both
of us will always remember that..."

   I managed to meet his gaze, then, and, my face flushing hotly, I
croaked,

   "Can I ask you something, Ron...?"

   He nodded, smiling, and I pressed on,

   "Um....well...you did, like.....everything...to me, but....well....I'm
thinking maybe...." I faltered, and he seemed to catch my drift, lame as is
was, and he took over for me, saying,

   "You're wondering about doing....something....for me, right?"

   I nodded, still not actually able to speak the words, and he went on,

   "That's sweet of you, Brian....really is....and, of course, I would love
anything you felt comfortable doing....but there really is no pressure for
that....none....I am perfectly happy just enjoying you, and your smooth young
body, as well as your enjoyment of the new things I have to show you...so,
why don't we not worry about me, and just enjoy our time together, and let
things play out as they will."

   I just kind of stared at him, thinking how amazing he was, totally
giving me the choice of giving back some of the pleasure he had given me,
or not, without making me feel like I "had" to do anything. Man, this guy
was uber-cool, and right then I realized how lucky I was to have hooked up
with him. I actually was kind of curious to explore him a little bit, but
not really knowing what I was doing, I was pretty reluctant to go there,
but, now I didn't actually need to worry about it. I nodded at him, and
smiled, then said, totally serious,

   "You are so freeking cool, Ron....really!"

   He chuckled, and patted my knee, then got up, and started toward the
back door, saying,

   "Ok, champ....enough talk,,,,I'm going to light the BBQ, and fix you one
of my killer steak dinners, how does that sound?"

   "Awesome....I am so ready for some real food....and....for the....rest...!"

(To Be Continued)
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