Date: Wed, 9 Nov 2005 14:28:09 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chat Room Boy (6)

   Now that I had Bret naked, and in my bed, I was more than content to
stay right where we were, pretty much all day, but he really did want to
try out the pool, and spa, so I reluctantly agreed. We got on our swimming
suits, grabbed some towels and sunscreen, and headed back outside.

   Bret's selection of swim wear was a pair of the typically stylish board
shorts that is generally favored by today's youth, and while they set off
his lean body nicely, I once again wished that American boys would alter
their tastes to the clingy little Speedos that were so in favor in
Europe. Hell, I would have happily escorted him to the pool in the small
white briefs he had been wearing, but he had blushed, and demurred, at the
suggestion. <Sigh>

   We dropped our towels onto a pair of padded lounges, then, walked to the
edge of the pool, where Bret ventured a tentative foot into the water to
test the temperature. Satisfied, apparently, he plunged straight in without
further ado, or comment. I chuckled, and followed suit, quickly taking the
plunge myself. The water was perfect, and refreshing, and we swam some
laps, and played a little grab-ass for a while. Actually, I take credit for
the bulk of the ass-grabbing, I mean, who could resist, it really is a very
nice ass to grab! We eventually tired of the frolic, and exited the pool,
deciding that a good soak in the hot spa was in order. I climbed the
ladder, then turned to give Bret a hand up, and was rewarded with a brief
glimpse of his turgid cock, as the wet swim suit clung nicely to the bulge
at his crotch. He caught me looking, and giggled, his soft cheeks pinking
up nicely.

   We stepped into the spa, and settled onto the bench seat side by side,
and scooted around, until we were lined up with the numerous jets that
forced strong currents of the hot water into the spa. The hundred plus
degree water, combined with the forceful jets, was highly relaxing, and we
settled in comfortably. The water was frothy, and steamy, and its constant
churn prevented any passers by from seeing beneath the surface, so I
casually dipped my arm under water, and slid my hand onto Bret's smooth
thigh. I moved my fingers over the flawless skin, letting my fingers work
toward the inner thigh, and eventually into his lap. He giggled, and I felt
his legs separate wider, so I accepted his silent invitation, and moved my
hand, so that my fingers were pressing onto his cramped balls. I toyed with
his nuggets a bit, then, move higher, and located his very hard cock. I
closed my fingers around the turgid shaft, and squeezed it gently, while he
let out a soft groan. I leaned over close to him, and licked his smooth
shoulder, then said softly, "Hmm...look what I found...yummy!" He laughed
sweetly, and lifted his hips a little, pressing his erection back at my
groping fingers.

   I stroked up and down on his sweet meat, and I felt his hand move over
my thigh, and dig into my crotch, until his fingers clamped down on my own
rampant hardon. I gave up a groan of my own, and mumbled, "Pretty fresh
kid, aren't you?" he giggled, mimicking my stroking motion perfectly, and
replied sweetly, "I'm just following the lead of my elders." I chuckled,
and once more lowered my head to tongue his creamy smooth shoulder, then
said, "Really...well, we'll see how far that game goes, when I get your
pretty little body back inside." He shifted, and slid his hand under the
waist of my suit, and closed his fist around my bare cock, and giggled,
"Ok, deal, Mister, you're on!" I groaned, a warm, and very pleasant
sensation sweeping over my body as he touched me, and mumbled, "Can't wait,
baby-boy!"

   We continued our mutual cock play a while longer, but were forced to
abandon the pleasure, when we were joined in the spa by a neighbor, a guy
in his late twenties, that I knew casually, both from the condo's, and from
a few encounters at Secret Cove. He settled back in the warm, bubbling
water, and nodded to me, saying hello. I acknowledged his greeting, and we
chatted casually, and I noticed his eyes settle on my little cutie sitting
next to me. Feeling suddenly wicked, and, I suppose, wanting to flaunt my
prize a little, I said to Bret, "Hey hot-stuff, do me a favor, and go get
me a towel, please." His eyes widened, and he started to protest, fully
aware of his granite hard condition, a fact that would be very much in
evidence if he stood. I winked at him, and did the letch thing with my
eyebrows, and added, "Please, baby?" His cheeks filled with that pretty
pink tone, and his eyes flicked briefly over to our spa-mate, before he
looked at me sheepishly, and nodded his pretty head. "Sure...no problem." He
muttered, and stood up, pausing perfectly, to let Randy have his shot.

   I really wished that I'd had my digital camera, so perfect was Randy's
reaction. His eyes instantly swept over Bret's smoothness, and locked
squarely onto the seriously tented crotch of his swim trunks, then widened,
his eyebrows arcing high onto his forehead. Bret, of course, was all too
aware of Randy's hungry gaze, and his blush deepened considerably. He
stepped up, and out of the spa, and turned toward the lounge chair that
held our towels. Randy was literally boring laser beams into the boy's
perfect little butt, as the wet trunks clung to the tight globes, and made
a very enticing wedgie into his cleft. Randy finally shifted his gaze, his
still very wide eyes meeting mine, as a sly little smile crossed his
face. "Oh my!" he chirped sweetly, "Isn't life good to some of us!" I
chuckled, nodding sagely, and replied, "Very good, actually, thank you very
much." He shook his head slowly, once again turning his full attention on
Bret, as he made his way back to the spa. I watched him myself, noting that
while he had lost some of the hardon, that sweet boy meat still filled the
clinging material nicely, leaving little to the imagination. Hell, the
plain truth was, had he been wearing a flowing Burka, he would have looked
good enough to eat, and, the further truth of that was, he is!

   Randy's head once again gave a small shake of astonishment, and he
looked at me, and said, "It's not nice to be selfish, Kelly....you really
should bring the boy over to the Cove, sometime, and share his boyish
charms....it's what friends are all about, you know." I laughed, and
replied, "I'm not at all sure that we are that good of friends, Randy, but,
if Bret ever shows any interest in experiencing the Cove, I'd be proud to
take him there." Bret had arrived at the spa, and he stood above us,
looking absolutely delicious, and he extended the towel toward me, saying,
"Here you go Kelly." I winked at him, and said, "Changed my mind, Champ,
why don't you come back in for a while," He gave me an evil look, silently
telling me that he was fully aware of the little tease I had just
orchestrated, and stepped gracefully back into the water, again sitting his
cute little butt right next to me.

   The three of us chatted a bit, Randy warming to Bret by asking about his
summer, and school, etc, and Bret visibly relaxed as the conversation
ensued. I boldly dropped my hand back into his lap, and toyed his cock back
to hardness while the two of them chatted. Bret had tensed when I first
began to fondle him, then relaxed, and most definitely, responded, actually
seeming to enjoy the mild exhibitionist play we were providing for the very
much interested Randy. As we talked, Randy managed to again introduce the
subject of Secret Cove, telling Bret how awesome the beach was, and how
great it was to be free to cavort in the nude, among like minded
guys. Apparently not wanting to leave much of anything open to missed
interpretation, he boldly ended his pitch my saying to me, once more, "You
really ought to bring Bret to the Cove soon, Kelly, he would love it, I'm
sure." I gave Bret's firm treasure a squeeze, and said, "We just might make
that happen one day, Randy, if Bret wants to check it out sometime, then
sure." Randy nodded, obviously full of pride at having successfully planted
the seed of his fantasy, and stood, to leave us. The conversation, and the
knowledge of what my hand was doing below the bubbling water, had had an
obvious effect on Randy, and the front of his swim trunks very much
resembled Bret's, the last time he had stood up. I watched Bret's eyes
drop, and register the jutting outline of Randy's rather large cock, and I
saw the pink tip of his tongue briefly flicker across his lower lip, and I
smiled, telling Randy, "Ok stud, we get the point...see you later." He
grinned, and stepped out of the spa, and looked directly at Bret. He
winked, and said, "I sure hope to see you again, Bret, a lot of you,
actually." Bret instantly reddened, and nodded is head, and squeaked,
"Later, Randy."

   After Randy departed, Bret broke out laughing, faux-punching my
shoulder, and said, "You are SO bad....making me show off my boner like
that...jeez....I was, like, totally embarrassed!" I clinched up, as if
warding off his fake blows, and said, "Hey, baby boy...you know the old
saying....if you got it....flaunt it!" He giggled some more, and muttered,
"Jeez, the dude was all looking at me like I was lunch, or something!" I
laughed, and pulled him close to me, running my hand up his thigh to grip
his hard cock, and replied, "Yea, he SO wishes....hell, me too....want to
come back inside with me, babe...I'd LOVE to have you for lunch!" He
grinned, and punched at me once more, then said, "Actually, you DO look
sorta hungry!" I laughed, and nodded my head rapidly, and replied,
"Absolutely starved!" Bret giggled again, and said, "Well, jeez....we better
do something about that, then!"  We clamored out of the spa, and wrapped
the towels around our protruding erections, and headed for my condo, not
quite running, but it was close.

   Inside, I steered him straight to my bedroom, and dropped to my knees,
grabbing his soggy swim suit, and dragging it down his smooth legs. He was
laughing at my eagerness, his hands holding my head to keep his balance, as
I lifted each small foot, and tugged off the wet garment, then, pushed the
naked boy back onto the bed. I stood, and quickly stripped off my own suit,
then climbed onto the bed beside him. We turned toward each other, our arms
encircling the other, and our naked erections tangling together between our
hugging bodies. "Oh Jesus, Bret, you make me crazy with wanting to be with
you like this....I feel like I just want to consume you...to make you a part
of me...!" He hugged me tightly, and looked into my eyes, and responded,
"So....consume me, then....I'll help you!" I got serious then, as I gazed
deeply into his shining eyes, and nodded, mumbling softly, "I'll do my
best, Bret, my absolute best!" And I slowly moved my head toward him, until
my lips met his lush mouth, and I kissed him, gently prodding his lips with
my tongue. He shuddered in my arms, and parted his soft lips, allowing my
tongue to penetrate into his warm mouth, dueling with his own.

   We continued the kiss, our tongues swabbing the inside of each others
mouth, as I ran my hands over his trim body, teasing his nipples into stiff
little peaks, and rubbing the softness of his flat tummy. He moaned against
my mouth, and I slid my hand between his parted thighs, cupping his plump
ball sac in my hand, and tugging gently on his balls. Another soft groan of
pleasure escaped our conjoined mouths, and I slid my hand upward, fingers
grazing lightly along the turgid shaft of his throbbing cock. Reaching the
satin smooth head, I lightly ran a finger back and forth over its softness,
and circled it with finger, and thumb, pulling firmly downward, and parting
the tiny, leaking slit. His slippery precum oozed out of the gaping slit,
and I drew my finger through its wetness, then, smeared the clear syrup all
over his cock head, eliciting more groans of pleasure from the boy.

   Breaking the impassioned kiss, I moved my mouth to his chest, and lapped
at each nipple, before sucking them firmly, then, licked further down his
incredible smoothness, and dug my tongue into his small navel. His hands
moved to my head, and his fingers dug through my hair, as I licked below
his navel, swabbing his soft tummy, and groin, with my tongue, while my
fingers continued to stroke his rock hard cock, and tease over his balls. I
ran my tongue through his silky pubes, and tugged on them with my teeth,
before gripping the base of his boyhood, and licking the drooling head of
his cock like an ice cream cone. I dug my tongue inside the small slit, and
captured the taste of his oozing juices, savoring the acrid flavor on my
tongue. I licked the length of his shaft, and swabbed his bulging scrotum,
then sucked each oval nugget into my warm mouth. His hands balled into
fists, and he pounded the mattress at his sides, as I swallowed both balls
at once, moving my head back slightly, to put downward pressure on his taut
sac.

   I moved off his balls then, and drove my tongue behind his plump sac,
lapping over his ridged perineum, then, pushing my tongue into its
hardness, over an over. Driving deeper, I licked back, until my tongue slid
into his warm cleft, and dug deeper still, finding the tiny ridges of
tissue that surrounded his very core. I dug my tongue deeper, and he raised
his legs, then, dropped his hands down, to part the perfect twin globes of
his incredible butt. Quickly seizing the bold invitation, I drove my tongue
into his center, and stabbed at the tiny pucker that was his very core, and
lapped at it, savoring the slight dankness of it, mixed faintly with the
flavor of chlorine. He was panting, and groaning, a near chant of small
noises filling the room, as I dug my tongue through his snug resistance,
and drove it as deeply inside his velvet smooth channel as I could make it
go. In and out, I tongued his hot chute, my fingers once again working
gentle torture on his very firm balls, as he mewed, and moaned softly above
me.

   His cock was drooling now, like a faucet gone bad, and the trails of his
slick juices ran down the throbbing shaft of his cock to coat my fingers as
I stroked and tugged his rock hard balls. I drove my tongue in and out of
his clinging rectum, and heard him emit a deep sort of wail, calling out my
name in bated breaths, as he shuddered strongly, and yelped, "Kelly...oh
fuck, Kelly...I'm gonna....!" I quickly retreated, sliding my aching tongue
from his buttery depths, and moved, to rapidly grab, and engulf, his
spasming cock, swallowing it to the root, and tugging sharply downward on
his retreating balls. His small hips bucked sharply upward, and his cock
jerked in my mouth, as his boy cum boiled over in his aching balls, and
exploded into my sucking mouth in rapid eruptions of his creamy essence. I
savored his slightly nutty taste, capturing his offering, and holding it in
my mouth, as he completed, his nuts drained completely, and he released the
tight tension in his body, falling limply back to the bed. I slid his
wilting meat from my mouth, and looked up at him, his face flushed with his
passion, and his mouth agape in exertion. His eyes met mine, and I slowly
opened my mouth, letting him see the copious glob of his creamy semen
inside. His eyes went slightly wide, and a slightly wicked grin crossed his
face, as he said, barely a whisper, "Nasty...oh man...you are SO nasty!" I
winked, then, swallowed, reveling in the sensation of his buttery cream
sliding down my throat.

   Pulling myself forward, I straddled his middle, my aching erection
waving in front of me. He fixed his eyes on my cock, and reached out his
hand, wrapping his fingers around the shaft, and rubbing it up and down. I
watched him stroke me a bit, an awesome sight, indeed, then, slid forward,
offering him my throbbing tool. He tugged it closer, and opened his lush
lips, deftly sliding the head of my cock between them, and sucking
firmly. It was my turn to groan then, and groan I did, as I watched,
incredulous, as he slowly slid the entire length of my turgid cock into his
warm wetness until my pubes brushed his nose. I tensed, and rose up on my
knees, my gaze intensely fixed on the unbelievable juncture of his soft
mouth, and my rock hard cock. He ran his hands over my chest, and stomach,
as I gently stroked my hips back and forth, literally face-fucking this
beautiful boy. I reached behind me, and rubbed his tummy, and his soft
cock, continuing to gently work my hardness back and forth in his
incredible mouth.

   Feeling the familiar tingle behind my balls, I gently withdrew from his
soft mouth, and gripped my turgid shaft, lightly moving my cock head over
his lush lips a few passes. His eyes stayed locked on mine, and they
reflected clearly the depth of his passion, and excitement, as I'm sure
mine did. As I looked into the depth of his eyes, I was absolutely sure of
what I wanted, more than ever before. I leaned over, and retrieved some
lube from the bedside table, and rose up, moving back down over his sleek
body, until I was on my knees between his open legs. I drooled the slippery
gel over my cock, our locked eyes never once wavering from each others, and
I saw in his sweet face that he knew, and that his look was as equally
wanton as my own. Not shifting my gaze, I slipped my arms behind his knees,
and lifted his smooth legs, bending them up, and back toward him. He kept
his gaze locked with my eyes, and a small flicker of doubt crossed his
smooth face. I maneuvered slightly, and centered the head of my rampant,
and slick, cock with his winking little pucker. I gripped the lube, and
deposited a large glob onto his hole, then pressed my cock head there,
smearing the shiny gel over his entrance. He inhaled deeply, and released
it, his eyes staying fixed on my own. I pressed against his sweet spot
gently, and he mumbled, "Kelly...oh...!" I kept our rock solid eye contact,
and pressed again, harder this time, so that the head of my cock slid past
his tight ring, and entered the incredibly tight orifice of his virgin boy
pussy.

   His eyes blinked several times, then widened, as I added pressure, and
moved another inch inside him, "Unggg....Kelly....!" He chirped, and I
paused, giving him a moment to adjust. "Only for a minute, baby, just a
minute....then...your world is going to rock...!" I told him gently, holding
my breath, and fighting the urge to just pummel the boy, drive through him
and fuck him to within an inch of his life. He grunted again, and I added
another inch or so into him, as he blinked some more, gritting his teeth
tightly. "Kelly...oh jeez...big...!" He grunted, and I flexed forward, pushing
another inch into his butter soft tunnel. "Agg....umm....jeez....!" He wailed
softly, and grabbed another deep breath. "Ok baby...relax...don't tense
up...relax...go soft for me...!" I intoned, feeling like my cock shaft had
caught fire inside his velvet softness. He nodded his head on the pillow,
and I noticed the bead of sweat on his forehead, and upper lip, as he
grimaced again, and mumbled, "Uh...ok....jeez...!" I grabbed a breath of my
own, and gritted my teeth as well, then, slowly, steadily, slid the entire
length of my throbbing cock into him, until my pubic bush surrounded his
hanging balls.

   "AGGggg..........OHhhhh.....FUCK....!" He groaned, and his hips lifted off
the bed. I froze, and flexed the shaft of my cock inside him, causing his
eyes to pop open widely. "Easy, baby...just relax...breath...oh God,
Bret....your so damn snug...hot...soft....fuck....!" I groaned. He panted a few
rapid breaths, and swiped at the small line of tears that drained from his
soft eyes, and grunted again, exhaling deeply. I slid back, withdrawing
about half my length, then pushed it back into him, and he flinched
strongly. I repeated the movement, then paused, as I bottomed out in his
clutching tunnel. "Ohhhh.....man.....full...fucking....big...mother....!" he
grunted, and I said, very softly, "Try to relax, baby....exhale...let go of
the muscles...push out...." He grunted again, and took a big gulp of air, and
let it go slowly. He blinked several times rapidly, then, seemed to settle,
and I could feel his body soften, as he let go, and managed to relax his
tension.

   I withdrew again, all the way to the head this time, and paused briefly,
before again slowly reinserting my whole length. He seemed much better now,
his face becoming more relaxed, and calm, so I repeated the full in and out
once more, and then again. My balls were scalding, boiling in their pouch,
and my cock throbbed in his grip, aching for release. I slid out of him
again, leaving only the swollen head behind his tight ring, and as I paused
there, I smiled, as I felt him flex his anal muscles, gripping my rampant
cock, and trying to draw it back inside him. I knew then that he had broken
through, that his body now craved my presence as much as mine craved
filling him, and I winked at him again, and softly asked, "Ok now, baby?"
His head rocked on the pillow, as he responded in the affirmative, and I
moved back into his buttery softness, again sinking fully into him.

   A few more tentative strokes as I watched his smooth face carefully, and
I saw his responses turn from tension, and pain, to relaxation, then to
wonder, and finally, to pleasure. His eyes closed, and his features
softened, and a look of serenity painted over his face, and I quickened the
pace, smoothly fucking the boy, in and out, reveling in the total wonder of
his softness, and warmth. He used his muscles, gripping my shaft as if he
had experienced this a hundred times, and I was in heaven, my entire being
alive with sensation. He moved his cute ass, matching my movements, and his
hand tightly gripped my extended forearms, as I plunged his velvet depths,
the explosion of my swinging balls growing eminent. He continued to grunt,
and groan, now a sound of his pleasure, rather than discomfort, and I
savored the serene look on his pretty face. Several thrusts later, I knew
it was over, there was no chance I could prolong this incredible pleasure,
badly as I wanted to. I withdrew fully, and paused, feeling my acing nuts
roll, and draw up. I sucked in a breath, and looked down at my beautiful
boy, and slid my swelling length fully into him once more, and let it
happen. My cock jerked strongly, and expanded, then pulsed rapidly, as my
cum jetted into Bret's baby-soft rectum in repeated bursts, draining me,
until I feared my balls themselves might actually eject inside the boy
pussy that gripped me like one of those Chinese finger torture toys.

   Finally spent, and exhausted, physically and emotionally, I sagged
forward, lying heavily over Bret's heaving body. Our sweat mingled between
our retching torso's, and we held each other like drowning men, our breath
ragged in our throats, as we slowly descended from the most natural, and
incredible, high known to mankind.

(To Be Continued)
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