Date: Wed, 3 Aug 2011 11:24:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kenneth Rodman <rod888man@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cockbird Watcher

			     COCKBIRD WATCHER

   Jack was somewhat less than gruntled when his family moved from the city
to the far edge of the Chicago suburbs. The pain was eased when as a
consolation present, he received a full sized mountain bike. It didn't take
long for him to find fun game trails to ride through the hilly woods and he
became a student of nature. In particular he liked to watch the birds.
Today he was on one of his fave trails, a ridgetop gametrail probably many
thousands of years old, looking for the big piliated woodpecker that aften
worked this patch of woods. But right now he needed to pee, so he leaned
his bike against a tree and headed for a bush to drain the dragon. He was
happily watering the bush when he glanced down between the branches when
WOW!  About 75 yards down the hill was a man, naked as a proverbial
jaybird, lying on a chaise reading a magazine! Jack released the binoculars
from the chest strap and focussed on the man. He was lying on his back,
reading a magazine and fondling his cock!  Not jacking off, just playing.
Jack was immediately hard and pissing was out of the question. After a few
minutes, the man began to stroke in earnest and Jack followed suit. He
tried to hold off his orgasm, because even thoug he had only been
masturbating for a little over a year, he had already discovered that
edging, delaying the climax as long as possible, was far more pleasurable
than rushing to completion. Unfortunately, the scene was so hot, he began
to feel that wonderful pressure in his groin and seconds later the first
wad of hot cum blasted down his cock with half a dozen more to follow. The
man's legs straightened out, his head was thrown back and he shuddered.
Jack couldn't see the cum, but he knew the man had unloaded.

   For the next two days Jack returned to his observation post and saw
nothing. On the third day he was discouraged and about to leave when a car
pulled up the driveway, a man got out and went into the house. A few
minutes later Mr X and his guest emerged from the house, both naked, and
embraced on the patio. After a long kiss, the guest dropped to his knees
and took Mr X into his mouth. Oops, the boy heard voices approaching on the
path. With difficulty he stuffed his steelhard cock into his shorts and
jumped on his bike seconds before two girls appeared on the path, hoding
hands and chattering away. He rode along until he found a path down the
hill, crossed an empty lot to the street and backtracked to MrX's
house. Easy to spot, it was the only very modern glass/steel building
around. And the blue car was in the driveway. The mailbox was unique: in
the shape of a grand piano. Lifting the keyboard cover was the way to open
the box. S. Stein was the nameplate. Had to be THE Sheldon Stein.

   Jack knew he had to get closer to the man than with binoculars from 75
yards and by the time he reached home he had a plan. The next morning he
rang Mr. Stein's doorbell. Mr. Stein opened the door in his bathrobe. Nice
looking guy, looked to be in his early thirties, coal black hair and a
quizzical experssion. "Mr. Stein, my name is Jack Harris, I'll be in 9th
grade in the fall and I'm looking for odd jobs to earn spending money this
summer."

   "No thanks.", the man said, and started to close the door.

   "Wait a minute, certainly there are some things I could do that you
shouldn't risk your hands trying.", said Jack.

   "What do you know about my hands?"

   "With that mailbox, and S. Stein on the post, you have to be Sheldon
Stein, the keyboardist for The Chicago Symphony. Your hands are worth a
fortune, and your future."

   "Not too many kids your age know my name or that I play the piano."

   "I've been taking piano lessons since I was four and on my tenth
birthday four years ago my dad took me to hear you play a Beethoven piece
at a Museum of Art benefit. I remember saying that I didn't believe it was
possible to get that much music out of a piano and my dad said, 'It's the
Stein way.' I never forgot the music or the pun."

  "Well, you make a good point. I guess I could use some help on a couple
of jobs , and after all, we musicians should stick together. Come on out to
the garage and I'll show you the tools and ladders. Matter of fact, the
garage could use a good cleaning so maybe you should start there, Then
bring the stepladder and the hedgeclippers around to the patio in back for
the next gig. Oh, by the way, I like to sunbathe nude, will that bother
you?"

   "With a wide grin he couldn't hide Jack said, "Not at all."  He worked
like a beaver and had the garage cleaned up in short order. When he arrived
at the patio, the man was lying on his back reading a magazine with a
towering erection.

   "You can plug the extension cord in over there. It's a pretty high
hedge, about 8 feet. I like my privacy."  It was hot work on a hot day and
Jack shed his shirt pretty quickly. Sheldon noted that the boy aside from
being cute was also pretty well filled out for a 14 year old. After about
half an hour Sheldon sat up on the edge of the chaise and said, "Jack, come
over here and have a glass of lemonade. Now, Jack, if you don't mind me
asking, are you gay?"

   "I don't know, er, I don't think so..."

    "Well, I wonder. You haven't taken your eyes off my dick since you got
here. Have you had any sexual experiences, aside from Miss Rosie Palm?"

   Jack, blushing wildly said, "No."

   "Well, when you daydream, do you think about sex with a boy or a girl?"

   "I guess, eh, both..."

   "The pictures in this magazine. Are they hot or disgusting?", said
Sheldon, and he handed over a magzine filled with pictures of naked men
having sex.

   "Hot.", said Jack quietly.

   Sheldon: "And from the bulge in your shorts, I would surmise that you
are, if not gay, at least bisexual curious. Now, I'm naked here, and I
suggest you join me and take off those shorts." The boy hesitantly did
so. "Now the Jockeys." Jack pulled down his underpants and his cock,
released from its tether, sprang upward to almost touch his belly button.

   "Oh my! What a lovely organ! May I touch it?" The boy was thinking 'oh,
Sweet Jesus, YES!' but he merely nodded. Shelly pried down Jack's cock to a
45 degree angle and licked off the silvery drop at the tip. "Ah, so sweet."
he said, and then gently milked the throbbing organ to bring up a larger
collection of Jacks natural lube which he gently kissed and sucked out of
the deep red glans. He very much wanted to suck the boy's balls, but the
kid was so hard his gonads were pulled up to the root of his cock. He
licked them, ecstatic with the taste of adolescent sweaty nuts. Very slowly
and gently he licked his way up to Jack's swollen cockhead.The skin was so
tight and tense it was shiny and almost transparent. And finally the
prize. He opened his mouth and took the boy all the way into his tonsils,
then, sucking, he slid back up to Jack's flaring corona and began to
massage the glans with his tongue. His pleasure was short lived. The boy's
cock throbbed and filled Shelly's mouth with gushes of sweet, hot cum.

The sensation of his penis in Shelly's mouth was beyond anything the boy
had ever felt and by the time the man's lips were at the head of his penis
the feeling of impending orgasm was as though a dry stick was being bent
further and further until CRACK! The first wad of boycum ZZZZZapppppped
down his cock and zipped through his glans. "Oh Gooood!" he cried, and
zzzaaapppp he felt again and again until he was drained, his knees gave out
and he began to fall but Shelly stood quickly and wrapped him in his arms.

 "Well, son, how did you like your first gay sexual experience?"

   "I, I can't come up with the right word. Wonderful isn't big
enough.....Thank you isn't big enough. Can I do you now?"

   "I have a gig in Philadelphia tomorrow and need four hours more of
practice, so let me work for an hour, you work on the shrubs and, who
knows, you may be able to do an encore when I come back to accept your
offer.", said Shelly.

   Practice was not going well. He was a professional musician and used to
playing through distractions, but Rochmaninoff II was just too difficult to
manage with a boner. He kept visualizing the boy's cock: slim shaft, pointy
tip flaring back to the coronal ridge which projected at least 4
millimeters from the shaft. The whole unit about 61/2 inches.No wonder he
couldn't concentrate: the kid was cute as hell and he'd never been with a
virgin before, let alone anyone this young.After about 45 minutes he gave
up and returned to the patio. Jack put down his hedgeclippers and Shelly
noted he was almost fully erect. So he was having trouble concentrating
too!  Jack, with a broad grin walked over to the man and dropped to his
knees. "Whoa, young fella, I've been thinking I'd like to have you in my
pooper first and then you can play with my weenie."

   "I don't know how to ....."

   "No worry, lad, you have the instrument and I'm the conductor. I"m going
to lie on my back with my knees in the air and I want you to coat your
finger with the lube on the table and slide it into my anus.. Gently now,
the object is to entice my sphincter into relaxing. OK, good, now two
fingers. Ahhh, that's so nice. Now coat your unit liberally with the lube
and gently, slowly use a little increasingly more pressure until you pop
in. Oh, how sweet. Now, slowly go in to the hilt." Jack couldn't take his
gaze from Shelly's cock bouncing off the man's belly with every stroke,
leaving a drop of precum with each cocktap. "Harder, kid, really drive it
in me. Oh Jack, It feels so good..." Even though the lad had cum an hour
ago, he didn't last as long as either of them wished.

   The boy felt the dry stick bending, bending, close the breaking
poitn.....Crack! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZap his cumwad raced down his cock and Jack
reflexly drove his cock into Shelly as far as it would go. Spurt after
spurt sped down nis dick. "AAAAhhhh, OH, OH, o, o, oooohh Gooood!"

   Shelly felt the lad's stiffy throb, and his cries of relief and imagined
he could feel the jizz flooding his rectum.  It felt as good as any fuck he
had ever had. "Don't pull out, Jack. It feels great."  But the wilting
penis popped out in a couple of minutes and a thin stream of cum ran down
the man's butt.

   "Oh Jack, you left me so hot! I need relief!" Jack knelt by the chaise
and quickly took the man's rigid tool in his mouth. As Sheldon had done wih
him, he stroked while he sucked. The precum was abundant and Jack lifted
off to savor the flavor. "I, I'd er, really like to watch it squirt, so if
you'll warn me...."

   "I will but don't stop!" The boy again bent to his task and Shelly was
so wired he soon began to feel his impending climax. His organ shifted to a
higher key and became ever more sensitive. Every touch of Jack's tongue
sent electric shocks up his cock, stronger and closer together. "I'm gonna
cum soon, I'm close, I'm... AHHHHhhhhhhOHHHhhhh, Ungh, Unh ooooooo, Wow!"
The first jet was clear precum and it arced halfway up the man's chest. The
next four were progressively diminishing in volume and distance, then only
a slow ooze of 'dishwater' cum remained. Jack again dropped his head and
sucked the remaining semen from Sheldon's still hard unit. It tasted good
and Jack moved up to Shelly's chest and licked up more cum. "Come up here
and lie with me a few minutes while I unwind. I want you close to me. You
are such a sweetheart, I want to introduce you to a young protege of mine,
Timothy Grant. He has been looking for the right man to take his virginity
rectally, and your cock and your gentleness fit the bill to perfection.



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