Date: Wed, 14 Feb 2007 13:17:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Compelling Temptation (5)

   All too soon it time for Robby to get back home, and I sadly watched him
drape that delicious body in clothes, as he prepared to leave. Not to say
that he wasn't stunningly cute clothed, but, the image paled considerably,
when compared to having him naked, and in my bed.

    As soon as he was out the door, the apartment felt strangely empty, and
I inhaled deeply, savoring the lingering scents of him, and our sex, that
was still discernable in the air. Moving to the kitchen, I poured another
glass of the Sangria, then, settled into my recliner. Sipping the sweet
drink, I let my mind wander back over the earlier events, my cock stirring
to life, as I recalled sucking his sculpted cock, and rimming his beautiful
ass. Damn, I thought, the boy had me hooked, big time, stirring a lust
inside me that I had not felt in a good long while, if ever. Giving in to
the insistent throbbing of my erection, I pushed my shorts down my thighs,
and freed my rock hard cock, as I settled back into the comfortable chair,
and reclined it, as my hand closed around my rigid shaft, and stroked it
steadily. Running my tongue through my mouth, I savored the lingering
tastes of Robby, and relished the somewhat surprising reaction he had shown
as I rimmed his tasty little rosebud. He had, once his initial surprise at
such an intimate act had passed, relaxed, and apparently really enjoyed the
sensation, mixed with my simultaneous working of his pulsing young
cock. Still stroking my own rigid cock, I closed my eyes, almost hearing
his steady moans of pleasure, and recalled his powerful orgasm that had
been the fruits of my labor, and, as I conjured up a vision of his thick,
creamy cum ejecting from that spasming boyhood, my cock flexed, and spewed
forth it's own thick load, long ropes of the stuff painting over my torso,
as I emitted a few groans of my own.

   Calming after the intense orgasm, I idly smeared the copious ejaculate
into my skin, as thoughts of actually fucking the boy played at the edges
of my mind, and, I decided, it indeed was a definite possibility,
considering his apparent anal pleasure center. Climbing from my chair, I
walked toward the shower, eager now, to find another opportunity for naked
play with my new found lover, and his pretty little ass.

   That opportunity presented a couple of days later, when Robby called my
cell phone while I was eating lunch at a favorite burger joint. Setting
aside the burger, I fished out my phone, and picked up the call, saying
hello, then, smiling broadly, as I heard his youthful voice.

   "Hey, Scott-man...what's up, dude...?" he chirped.

   "Hey your self, hot-stuff...just wolfing a burger, actually...what's up
with you...?

   A small chuckle floated over the connection, followed by,

   "Nothing special...just...well, I just found out I'm, like, all free
this afternoon...I was supposed to meet my Mom for lunch, and then
shopping, but she called, and said she had to go meet a client, or
something, so she cancelled me...so, um...<chuckle>...you wanna...come out,
and play...?"

   It was my turn to chuckle then, as I felt my cock stir in my slacks, and
my pulse quickened, as I quickly replied,

   "Oh, definitely...yes...I'd love to...play...with you this afternoon...I
just need to make a couple of calls...rearrange some stuff...then...where
can I pick you up...?"

   He didn't reply right away, then said,

   "Ok, cool...um...you know that house down at my corner...where
we...uh...stopped...the other night, and you...um...remember that...?'

   An instant image of our "stopping" at the corner house that evening
flashed into my brain, and my cock stirred some more, as I flashed on me
splayed across the car seat with his beautiful young cock gliding in and
out of my mouth, coaxing him to one last ejaculation before him
surrendering him for the night. I swallowed hard, and answered, my voice
wavering slightly,

   "Definitely...yes...I totally remember that...all of it...!"

   He giggled again, then, told me,

   "Yea...I definitely remember it, too...so then; I'll met you at that
corner...how long...?"

   "Thirty minutes, tops...that work for you...?" I asked.

   Another small giggle, as he replied,

   "Awww...ok...if I have to wait that long...just kidding you...thirty is
cool...guess I'm just...um...eager...<giggle>"

   "Nice...!" I replied, "I hear that...me too...be worth the thirty,
though...guaranteed...!" I promised him, meaning every syllable of it.

   I disconnected, and wolfed the rest of the burger, hunger suddenly
taking a much lower standing on my priority list than mere moments ago. I
paid the check, and went outside, once more digging out my cell, and
calling my service to let them know that I would be "out of range" until
further notice, and to please take call backs for me. That arranged, I
hopped in the car, and sped off to meet my boy, my very eager cock greatly
pleased with the development.

   As I executed the left turn onto Robby's street, I spotted him leaning
on a large Poplar tree that fronted the street, looking delicious, as
always. As I rolled to a stop at the curb, he pushed off the tree, smiling,
and walked toward the car, as I let my hungry eyes roam over his lithe
body. Dressed in what must have originally been a football jersey, based on
the large white numbers that adorned the front of it, it had been blessedly
converted into a cropped- at- the- bottom "half-shirt," the hem of which
stopped maybe an inch below his tender little nipples, leaving the flat
smoothness of his creamy tummy fully exposed. Below, he wore some satiny
basketball shorts, much longer, and possibly a hundred-times more baggy
than I would have preferred, but the shiny material still clung nicely to
that amazing little ass, and the crotch area offered just a hint of the
treasures that I knew lurked there. I felt my cock stir again as I watched
him, and, for some strange reason the old saw about the spider, and the
fly, came to mind. I grinned, already licking my lips, as he pulled open
the passenger door, and slid inside, parking his pert little butt neatly
onto the seat, and giving me that zillion watt grin that I so loved.

   "Hey, mister...if I take a ride with you, will you promise
to...um...molest me...a lot...?"

   Laughing out loud, and slightly surprised by his unusual boldness, I
gave a quick glance around outside, and, comfortable that we were not under
any scrutiny, I quickly reached over and groped his crotch, my fingers
quickly finding his clearly tumescent cock, and giving it a squeeze, as his
eyes widened, and he released a small squeal of surprise.

   "Absolutely, I promise, little dude...I will gladly molest you all that
you would like...and, maybe even some that you don't...!" I told him, once
more gripping that rapidly thickening boyhood, before letting it go, as I
maneuvered back into traffic.

   Robby giggled, and surprised me again, as he reached over to grab at my
own crotch, then, giggled again, as he gripped my burgeoning erection, and
croaked,

   "Oh cool...awesome...molest me, mister...and, I'll help, I promise...!"

   Given that we were in fairly heavy traffic, in broad daylight, on a city
street, I slapped at his groping hand, and he settled back in the seat,
grinning, as I exceeded the speed limit more than I should have, eager to
get to my place, and molest the obviously willing. The actual time of the
drive wasn't nearly as long it seemed, and we were soon easing into my
parking stall at the apartment complex. We alighted from the car, and I was
only too happy to trail behind Robby as we negotiated the meandering
sidewalk to my apartment, my eyes dead-locked onto his saucy little butt
the whole time. I got the door unlocked, and we went inside, and, as I
kicked the door closed with my foot, he surprised me yet again, when he
turned, and kind of melted into me, his arms circling my neck, as I let my
hands settle onto the firm mounds of his ass, and pulled him close. I
burrowed my face into the crook of his neck, and inhaled, the fresh,
youthful, scent of him flooding over me, and I shuddered slightly. He
pulled his head back, and looked up at me, a wicked little smile on his
lush mouth, as he gyrated his slim hips side to side, making it clear that
he was completely hard inside the satiny shorts. I winked at him, massaging
those glorious pillows in my hands, as said,

   "Hmmm...seems like Little Robby is feeling frisky...or...maybe he is
just glad to see me..."

   He giggled, his head nodding in the affirmative, as he replied,

   "Pretty much both, actually...he's been doing that, like, all
morning...at least every time I think about...us...and stuff...which is,
like, maybe every two minutes, or so..."

   I chuckled, flattered as hell at the comment, and I let go of his butt
long enough to shift my hands, and slide them under the elastic of the
shorts, and his briefs, before gripping the solid mounds once more, this
time relishing the smoothness of his perfect skin, and the warmth emanating
from his cleft. He reacted my again gyrating his hips slowly, which served
to not only enhance my contact with his pretty butt, but also once more
ground Little Robby into my own swollen crotch. He held my gaze, the wicked
little grin still in place, as he said, throatily,

   "Aren't you the guy who said something about me having...what was the
term...?...oh, yea...a pretty little ass, I think...?"

   Boldly directing my index finger to invade the warm cleft that divided
those perfect little globes, I replied,

   "Guilty as charged...I said exactly that...and...meant exactly that,
too...!"

   He turned slightly more serious then, looking at me in a way that
telegraphed that he was deciding whether I was serious, or just teasing,
and, as I moved my fingertip over his little pucker, he gasped, and
stammered,

   "Oh jeez...Scott...serious, dude...you...touching
me...there...was...is...well...really amazing...and...dunno...guess it
surprises me, kind of..."

   I smiled, and gently prodded his core once more, as I told him,

   "Well Buddy, actually, the area is kind of one of those all, or not at
all, places...some people find this kind of stimulation really a
pleasure...and others don't want anybody even close to it...but hey, I'm
all about the old if it feels good..then...kind of philosophy, know what I
mean...?"

   He turned the grin on again then, nodding, as he answered,

   Yea...cool...that's a really smart way to look at...all this...I like
that...I like it a lot..!"

   Giving him another sage little wink, I nodded, and reluctantly eased my
hands form his sweet little posterior, and worked one hand down between us
to grip his pulsing boner, squeezing it, as I said,

   "Good...you do that, hot stuff...just relax, and go with your
feelings...all you need to do is let me know what that might be, and, I
will do my best to give you that experience, ok...?...and, the same goes
for anything you don't like, too...just let me know..."

   He thrust his hips forward a bit, grinding his erection in my hand, and
gave a small shake of his head, as he sighed, then, lay his head against my
chest, hugging me firmly, as he uttered,

   "Man...you are so amazing...I still can't believe how I got so lucky
to...try...all this with somebody so cool as you...thanks,
Scott...seriously, man...thanks, ok...?"

   I just let that go, thinking he had about said it all just then, as I
eased away from him, and, still gripping his boner, led him to the
bedroom. Reaching the bed, I turned to face him, giving his rigid cock
another squeeze, then, moved my hands to hold his smooth cheeks, as I
leaned in, and planted a soft kiss on his full, lush lips, letting my
tongue tip glide over his soft lips. He quickly extended his tongue to duel
with mine, and I tugged at the hem of the short shirt, bringing it over his
head, and dropping it. I ran my hands over his shoulders, and moved
downward, lightly touching the satin-like skin of his chest, then ran my
fingers over his flat little nipples, and smiled, as I heard his sharp
intake of breath, as his lithe body shuddered slightly. Using both hands at
once, I flicked at his nipples, then, lightly pinched the hardening little
tips between finger, and thumb, and he shuddered again, emitting a low
groan.

   "You like that, Robby...does it feel good...?" I asked him, still
tweaking his now erected tips.

   He groaned again, and sucked in another quick breath, then hissed,

   "Yes...oh God, yes...it's like...aagg...like...sending kind of a
jolt...right to my balls...jeezo...!"

   I nodded, understanding exactly what he meant, having had the pleasure
first hand on numerous occasions. I continued to work his nipples, finally
lowering my head to lap at them, each in turn, and suck them rather
forcefully, and he reacted as if I had burned him, thrusting his chest out,
and groaning steadily. Still working my mouth between his nipples, I slid a
hand down, and managed to push his shorts, and briefs, down his thighs, and
past his knees, where they slid to his feet, leaving him fully, and
beautifully, naked. I pulled back slightly, savoring his youthful beauty,
and saw his sculpted penis pulsing in sync with his excited heart
rate. Returning my lips to his nipples, I resumed licking, and sucking
them, as I ran my hand over the soft, smooth skin of his tummy, and stopped
when my fingers encountered his silky growth of somewhat sparse pubic
hair. I ran my fingers sideways through the growth, putting a fair amount
of pressure against the spot just at the root of his cock, and he gasped,
his slender body quivering with pent up desire. Abandoning his now very
pointy nipples, I straightened, and moved in to kiss him again, and he
immediately offered his tongue, which I captured, and sucked into my
mouth. I ran my finger along the shaft of his very hard penis, and circled
the glass-like head with my thumb, savoring the wetness there from his
flowing precum, and he shuddered strongly. Gripping his throbbing boyhood,
I stroked him, moving my free hand down to cup his dangling pouch, hefting
the weight of his balls, and milking them gently. He arched his back,
thrusting his package forward, as I lightly squeezed his balls, my fist
still traveling his length in a slow and steady rhythm. He groaned again,
and I felt his cock throb in my grip, and I quickly released it, not yet
ready for his creamy eruption. I turned him slightly, and nudged him toward
the bed, and he sank down on the mattress, rolling on to his back, his
perfect young erection throbbing against his groin, as he looked up at me,
a hunger in his slightly wide eyes, and a compelling flush glowing on his
smooth cheeks.

   As rapidly as possible, I shed my own clothes, then, turned toward the
bed, my own erection hard as steel, and throbbing hotly. His eyes went to
my cock, and his lush mouth formed into a small oval, as I sat down on the
bed, then, stretched out beside him, reaching for him, as he slid into my
arms, our frantic cocks coming together between us, as we writhed together,
our hands roaming over each other. Feeling his wetness coating my stomach,
I pulled back, and quickly dropped lower, circling his penis at its base
with finger, and thumb, as I leaned in, and slid his rigid cock into my
mouth. He growled deeply, his back arching upward off the bed, as he thrust
his hips, driving that silky smooth stalk of boyhood deep into my mouth, as
I drooled, and sucked it like a starving man.

   "AGggg...NGgggg...ohhh damn, Scotty...jeez...let me...too...turn around,
man...ohhh jeez...!" he blurted, gasping for breath between each desperate
plea, and I quickly shifted, turning end-for-end, so that my rock hard cock
all but slapped his cute young face.

   He grunted, as I slid his pulsing meat back into my hungry mouth, and I
groaned myself, as I felt the sudden warmth, and wetness, of his mouth
engulf my cock. In seconds we found a rhythm, executing a seemingly
flawless sixty-nine, the sounds of our combined sucking, and slobbering
filling the room, along with our mingled groans, and grunts, of
pleasure. It was simply just too intense to last, both of us quickly
climbing to the point of no return, and all too soon the crescendo was
reached, nearly simultaneously, both our hips bucking strongly, as we
tumbled off the edge of the world. Robby's cock bucked in my mouth, and I
closed my hand around his exploding balls, tugging them, as he drove his
hips strongly forward, and ejaculated, his rich, creamy essence suddenly
flooding into my mouth in rapid-fire staccato, as I gulped rapidly to meet
the force, and volume, of his offering. My own cock swelled, and jumped in
his butter-soft mouth, and I felt my balls rise, and explode, sending my
own river of cum erupting into his mouth in strong bursts, as he gamely
swallowed each rope, his fingers milking my spasming shaft, until I was
totally drained. The intense orgasm faded finally, and we released each
others wilting cock, each of us gasping, and seeking air, as we rolled to
our sides, panting, and sweating. Somewhat recovered, I managed to get
turned back around, and, lying along side Robby, I slid my arm across his
panting body, and pulled him close, as we snuggled quietly, letting our
senses recover.

   After a time, he rolled into his side, and propped his head up, smiling
at me, as I grinned back at him, and said,

   "Jesus, hot shot...now I know what that means...molest me, and I'll
help...damn, Robby-boy...you are...that was...intense, big time...!"

   He laughed, nodding his head, and replied,

   "Intense, for sure...definitely intense...but, jeez...you're not, like,
all done molesting me, I hope...!"

   That cracked me up, and I laughed out loud, running my fingers through
his soft hair, as I shook my head, and answered,

   "Done...?...not a chance, dude...anybody as hella-hot as you are can
plan on way more...molesting...than that...think of it as a kind of warm up
for the main event...hell...events...we have only just begun, you and me,
little dude...trust me...!"

   Grinning the killer grin, he suddenly seemed very "little-boyish," as he
croaked,

   "OHhhh, goodie...!"

(To Be Continued)
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