Date: Fri, 19 Nov 2004 15:23:47 -0800
From: Bob Hook <bobhook10@hotmail.com>
Subject: Condo Kid (Part 20)

Eric and I kicked back, watching more of the basketball game on TV, and
cuddling on the sofa. After an hour or so, the game got very one sided, so
we decided to get dressed, and go out, in search of some fun, and, later,
lunch.

Eric went home, to change, and to call his Mom, to tell her of our afternoon
plans. I watched him scamper across the pool area, and was pleasantly
surprised to see the he showed no ill effects of the mornings activities,
and his bubble butt jiggled sweetly as he jogged along. I dressed in shorts,
and a Hawaiian shirt, socks, and tennis shoes, then locked up, and went down
to the Mustang, to meet Eric.

I used the wait time to check the vital fluids under the hood, and was just
closing the hood when Eric arrived, skidding to a stop, at my side. He had
changed into some colorful board shorts, and, yet another, logo tee shirt,
his bare feet enclosed in some strap on leather sandals. He looked, of
course, delicious! We boarded the Mustang, and wheeled out into the flow of
traffic. It was a typical Southern California day, blue sky, bright sun, and
low 80's....sweet!

We cruised along quietly for a while, Eric sweetly singing along with
whatever that was that he had tuned the radio to, and I chuckled, at his oft
cracking, singing voice! I reached over, and stroked his creamy thigh, then
groped his boy package, and told him, "You know Saturday Night Live...on
TV...and, the "Not ready for prime time" bit...that would be you, Champ!" He
giggled, and slapped at my groping hand, saying loudly, "PERV!!" I laughed,
nodded my head, and gave him my better evil grin, saying, "Yup..that would
be me...when I'm around YOU!!" And he giggled some more.

We had been driving South on Hiway 1, along the beach front, and were now
entering the outskirts of Ventura, another beach town, about 40 miles South
of Santa Barbara. Eric gazed around, and took note of our location, then
said brightly, "Oh, cool," he chirped, "Ventura.....they got, like, this way
neat Yacht Harbor here....you into boats, Rob?" he asked me. "Sure, little
dude," I answered, "Boats are cool...why?" He glanced around outside,
getting his bearings, and said, "Go like two more blocks up, and then turn
right, and we can go to the Marina, and check out the big boats!" He said,
excitedly.

I followed his direction, and we soon arrived at the Marina District. I
pulled into a parking lot, took a ticket from the vending machine, and
slipped the 'Stang into an empty space. We climbed out, locked up, and
walked off toward the large Marina nearby, which, I noted, was literally jam
packed with boats of various sizes, neatly moored, in their slips, and all
connected with dock walkways. We started at the nearest dock, and slowly
walked, admiring the many mega yachts, and their lesser partners.

Eric and I meandered our way among the boats, pausing, as we looked the best
ones over closely, and made various drooling comments about how sweet it
would be to own one. After maybe an hour, or so, we reached the far end of
the Marina, and, leaving the dock area, we emerged onto a sidewalk that was
lined with small shops, restaurants, and bars. We strolled, window shopping,
and came upon a small trinket kind of place, and went inside. We checked out
the shops items, ranging from junk, to some expensive jewelry, and several
very good oil paintings, most of which were seascapes. As I stood, admiring
one particular painting. I heard Eric's melodic voice utter, "Oh....cool!"
Turning, I saw that he was holding what appeared to be a chain, spread
across his open palm. I moved over by him, and saw that it was, indeed, a
silver neck chain, with a small, silver, replica of a sharks tooth attached.
"Yea," I said, "This is cool!" And I took it from him, and, opening the
clasp, I slid it around his neck, hooking it in the back. I stepped back,
and looked at him, he had that killer smile thing going on, and the chain
looked great, contrasting nicely with his tanned skin. "I like it on you,
Champ!" I told him, "Let's get it!" His eyes brightened, and his smile
widened, as he said, "Really....oh cool!"

I pulled the tag from the chain, and went to the register to pay. Eric
spotted a mirror at the back of the shop, and went over to admire his new
image, grinning broadly, as he preened several poses for the mirror. I
drooled over him from my distance, then, we left the store, and continued
down the sidewalk. Outside, He took my hand in his, and squeezed, looking up
at me, and saying, softly, "thanks Rob....I'm, like, not ever gonna take it
off!" I chuckled, and, squeezing back, I held onto his hand, as we walked.

At the end of the shopping concourse, overlooking the beach, and the Ocean
beyond, was a restaurant, aptly named, The Rusty Pelican, given its seaside
perch. It was a two story affair, the entrance being at street level, with a
flight of broad, wooden, stairs leading to the dining area above. "Ready for
some food, little dude?" I inquired, which, of course, is pretty much
analogous to inquiring as to the Pope's religion, when you are asking a 14
year old boy if he wants to eat! "For sure!!" Came his rapid reply, and,
chuckling, we climbed the stair, and were warmly greeted by the Hostess. She
led us to a corner table, surrounded on two sides by large picture windows,
one fronting the beach, and the other overlooking the Yacht harbor.
Sweet.....life was, indeed, very good! She left us with large menus, and,
assuring us our server would be with us shortly, departed the table.

"Wow, Rob....this place is awesome!" cooed my boy. I gazed around at the
killer view, and nodded, grinning, and replied, "awesome boy....awesome
place....only fair!" And, honest, he blushed....so sweetly...that I wanted
to kiss him, right there, in front of maybe fifty people!!

We cracked open the oversized menu's, and began to scope the huge variety of
offered fare, when a shadow approached the table. Looking out from behind
the menu, my eyes came to rest on Adonis, the server! Probably 19, or 20,
gorgeous, sun bleached blond, 6' and maybe 160, tanned, and gleaming white
teeth, presented full scale, from his beaming smile. "Good afternoon,
Gentlemen!" He purred, "My name is Josh, and I'll be taking care of your
needs today!" Yeaaa...I SO wish!! Adonis, aka Josh, took our drink order,
and swished away, displaying a very compact, and attractive, backside,
snuggly encased in the Kaki shorts he wore. I watched his departure just a
tad too long, and was scolded with a sharp "Hey!" from my sweet lunch
companion! Turning to meet Eric's look, I blushed slightly, and said, "I was
just thinking how much cuter your sweet butt is, actually!" He rolled his
eyes at that, and muttered, "Right!" then giggled. I quickly introduced a
discussion of world peace, and we moved on from the moment. Whew!

Adonis/Josh once again approached our table, and as he did, I made note of
the obvious fact that he, definitely, look equally yummy, coming, or, going!
He stood at table's edge, his hips cocked slightly forward, thereby striking
a posture that presented his sizable bulge for closer inspection, which I
subtly availed myself of. "Have we decided," He inquired, and I resisted the
urge to point at his protruding kaki's, and reply, "I'll take that, to go!",
and instead, smiled sweetly at him, and ordered!

Eric and I chatted while waiting for the food, and fingered his new neckwear
several times, which elicited a series of sweet smiles, each time he
fingered the silver bobble. It had seemed fitting that he have some tangible
reminder of this day, and I was very glad that I had bought it for him! Josh
reappeared shortly, burdened with a huge tray, and swiftly, and deftly
arranged our lunch plates, and a basket of steaming hot French bread, then
wiggled away, once more. The fresh crab salads that we both had ordered were
heaping portions, and smelled delicious, so we dug in, giggling, as we
squeezed the fresh lemon slices onto the crab, squirting each other a few
times, in the process!

We finished our meal, and I tipped Adonis/Josh an amount sufficient to
handle next semester tuition, paid the tab, and we were off! We reversed out
previous course among the boats, both feeling the need to walk off the huge
salad, and the delightful bread. Arriving back at the Mustangs resting
place, we fired up, and headed back North. As I drove, Eric spun the radio
dial, and with a look in my direction, followed by a muttered, "Old fart
stuff!", he settled the dial on an acceptable music station. We rode along
quietly, enjoying the ocean view, and the rapidly increasing hues, as the
sunset began over the Pacific, once again!

Upon arriving back at the Condo, Eric had gone home, to check in with his
Mom. I went inside, and turned on the evening new, settling back in the
comfortable recliner chair. I must have dozed off, because I was startled by
the phone ringing! Rising, I crossed the room, and picked it up, saying
"Hello.." It was Susan calling, and after some idle chat, she informed me
that she had plans for dinner, and a movie, with a friend, this evening, and
that Eric had asked if he could spend the evening with me, and she wanted to
know if that would be alright with me. Silly question, right? Not wanting to
be in-your-face about the situation, I responded that Eric's company would
top my personal wish list, yes, and....uh...if he....and..she,...desired, he
could, in fact, spend the night with me!!

That suggestion drew a brief silence from Susan's end, and I waited, hoping
that I hadn't pushed too hard. She was ok with this, but, it was still
relatively new to her. Finally, she replied, "I'll leave that up to
him....but I'll send along his tooth brush, and things, if he decides to
stay." I exhaled, and rolled my eyes skyward, whispering a silent "thanks!"

Eric appeared at the top of the entry stairs about an hour later, a small
zipper bag in hand. It looked as though I had, in fact, an overnight guest!!
We fired up the PSII set, and blazed away at bad guys for an hour or so,
then grew weary of it, and Eric went to search the DVD library my Sis had on
hand, to see if there was a movie he wanted to see. Still well beyond hungry
due to our large, and late lunch, I set out some fruit, cheese, and
crackers, and we settled onto the sofa, and toggled up the movie. We assumed
our earlier position, Eric stretched out on the sofa, head on a small
pillow, on my lap. As the movie played, my attention shifted to my Eric, and
I began to softly rub my hand over his back, up under his loose fitting
shirt, relishing, once again, the satin creaminess of his warm skin.

He sighed with contentment, and shifted, so that he lay on his side, facing
the TV, his sweet bubble butt turned to the sofa back. I continued to
stroke, and rub him, and soon, I was passing my hand across the firm globes
of his butt, kneading the firm melons, and pressing my finger into the cloth
covered cleft. I continued this for maybe half an hour, then Eric got up,
and headed off to the bathroom. I half watched the movie,  then, did a
double take, as he returned....naked!! He saw my jaw drop, and giggled
sweetly, saying "Gotcha...again!"  I broke up, laughing at his latest antic,
then quickly shrugged my own clothes, joining him in his nudity!  I sat back
down, and he resumed his previous position on the sofa!

I again stroked, and rubbed his soft back, and again, arrived at his
precious melons, and rubbed small circles over his firm skin, and slipped a
finger inside his warm cleft, finding, and pressing, his sweet pucker, as he
cooed, and sighed, happily. As I teased his tiny pucker, he drew his knees
up under him, and pressed his bubble back at my probing finger, moving it
around at the same time. "That's nice, Rob!" he sighed, "I like that lots!"
He murmured. I increased the pressure some, but was reluctant to penetrate
him dry, afraid I might cause him pain, given our morning delight. "Baby," I
said softly, "I should have the slippery stuff...before..." He jumped up
then, and jogged off, his perfect, naked butt jiggling sweetly as he went!

In a flash, he was back, and, dropping the K-Y onto my lap, he lay down
again, and pulled his knees up under him once more. "Wow," I thought to
myself....he really wants this! I stroked him some more,  up and down his
back, over those taut globes, and teased his wrinkled hole a few times,
then, coated my fingers with the lube, and slipped back into his warm crack.
I brought my slick finger to his entrance, and circled there, coating him
with the slippery Gel. I added more lube to my fingers, and this time,
pressed my finger to him, and slowly slid inside, as he moaned, and pushed
his butt back into my probing finger.

I kept going until my full length was in him, then worked the finger side to
side, and in and out. He felt like molten silk...tight, and hot...his anal
muscles squeezing, and clamping, onto my finger, as I finger fucked his
sweet ass. "Ummm....Hmmmm..." he cooed, and I felt him clamp down again. I
brought a second finger to his pink entrance, and pressed it home, to join
the first, inside his silky tunnel. "Ungggg...nnngggg.....Ohhhh....Yeaaa.."
he chanted, as I slid in and out, finding that internal sweet, nut, and
pressing against it. "Ohhh...God....Ohhhhh...Man...." he groaned, and his
small, tight, butt flexed, in sync with my slippery fingers plunges.

"Oh Baby....!" I said softly..."You feel so hot...tight....awesome!" I told
him. His head nodded rapidly, and his breath got more ragged. I kept
fingering him, and strumming his small, hard gland, and his breathing was
rapid, and quick now, his butt pressing back at my fingers, and clamping
sown with his muscles. I pulled out of him then, and took his arm, raising
him up. He grunted, and looked at me, wondering, and I nudged him back, so
that he lay on his backside, his back against the sofa arm. His cock was
hard as steel, and jutted outward from his groin, pulsing with his
heartbeat. I swooped down, and engulfed his perfect tool in my mouth, and
swallowed him to the root, my nose grazing his silky pubes.
"Agggggggggg....!!" He groaned, and his hands tangled into my hair! I sucked
up and down his throbbing meat, and pushed his silky thighs apart, bringing
my lubed hand down between them, and sliding my fingers back inside his
steamy chute!! "Ohhhhh....Shiiittt!!" He croaked, as I sucked that sweet,
pulsing cock, and fingered his clasping hole. I sucked him, then released
his pole, and licked down the underside of it, swiped my tongue over his
hairless scrotum, then gently sucked both balls inside my mouth, tugging
gently. He jerked handfuls of my hair, and rolled his head, side to side,
moaning deeply...."Agggggg....Ungggggg......Ohhhhhh....Yessss....!!"

Releasing his swollen balls, I grasped his cock at the base and stroked it,
up and down a few times, my fingers still embedded in his hot hole. I
watched as a teardrop of sweet precumm oozed from his open pee slit, and I
leaned over, to lick the sweet fluid, savoring its flavor on my tongue.
"Ohhhhh....Rob.....Ugggggg..." He wailed, chest heaving, and face flushed.
Reaching out to him, I got my hands into his hairless arm pits, and lifted
him bodily, and, laying down onto my back, I pulled him with me, so that he
now lay face down on top of me, his body stretched out over mine. His rock
hard, dripping, cock pressed into my stomach, and I felt it's sweet wetness
on my skin. I adjusted, and positioned him, so that my aching cock pressed
up behind his small balls, the head probing between his balls, and his
pucker.

I reached down, and spread his luscious globes, running my still slick
finger inside his cleft, and over his winking hole. He groaned, and wiggled
his butt, pushing out at my fingers. Raising my hand, I coated more K-Y, and
went back to his sweet place, smearing the Gel over, and then, inside, his
hot passage, once again stabbing at his small, hard, gland. He raise his
head, and licked my chest, pressing his sweet lips to my swollen nipple, and
sucking gently, as I continued to spread, and slick his sweet hole.

Abruptly, Eric rose his body up off my chest, and dragged his knees up,
straddling my middle. He looked into my questioning eyes, and nodded, a
small smile on his lips. "Oh Baby..!!" I croaked....."Yes....? I whispered.
Again he gave that slight nod, then rose his hips up, reached a hand behind
him, grasping my pounding cock in his small hand. He worked my shaft up and
down a few times, then scooted back to align his sweet bubble with my
drooling cock, his dark eyes shining, and locked on my own.

He released my cock, and brought his hand forward, holding out to me. I
picked up the lube, and poured a glob into his hand. He reached back again,
and worked his slippery hand over my cock, spreading the Gel all over me! I
damn near shot my wad, from the slippery, cool, contact, and his soft,
stroking fist!! Satisfied, he slid further back, and I reached down, to hold
my screaming cock straight up from my panting body. Eric clasped those
creamy melons in his hands, and spread them open, lowering himself, at the
same time. I gasped loudly as I felt my cock head press against his tiny,
hot, opening!! He paused, then, slowly let his weight down, pressing his
entrance onto my throbbing tool! He sucked in a deep breath, and pushed, and
my head pressed in, then slipped past, his wrinkled ring, and invaded about
an inch of his churning chute!! "Ohhhhhh......NGggggg!!!" He growled,
"God....sooo...hella....big!!." He chattered, eyes slowly going closed, his
head thrown back. He sucked more air, then pushed again, harder, and I felt
my entire 7 inches slide fully inside this wonderful, sweet, boy!!
"Fuuuuuck!!" I groaned, and grabbed his slim hips in my hands! He bottomed
out, and sat rock still...his brow furrowed, his head lolling, side to side,
as he groaned deeply, 'Aggggggg......Nggggg.....Ohhhh...Wow...!" We stayed
still...probably a full minute...joined...in that most special way....I
watched his sweet face begin to relax...his eyes slowly opened...he sucked
deep breaths...then...placed both small hands flat, palms down, onto my
chest. He looked at me....then that killer smile crossed his face....and he
exhaled...spewing, "Fuuuuuuck........Yessssss!!!"

Pressing weight onto his hands, he rose that satin chute upward, gliding the
length of my pounding cock, until only my head was in him. He paused, again,
then slid back down, once again swallowing my entire rod in his silky
rectum. I stroked his hairless chest, and tweaked his puffy nipples, and
whispered my love to him, as he rose, and fell, expertly ridding my drooling
cock, milking me with his satin tunnel. He got his rhythm, and increased his
pace, and I wrapped my slippery hand around his drooling hardness, and
stroked it, in sync with his pumping motions.

My swollen balls were screaming for release....my cock felt on fire...I
jerked his boy tool, and thumbed his leaking head, as he rode me, head
rolled backward, hands pressing hard on my chest, his sweet butt rising and
falling, as he rode me to the very edge! As my hand flew up and down his
soaking cock, I felt it swell, and harden....then..his gaping slit opened
wider...and his cumm ejected....arching out, over my heaving chest, and
splattering onto my scalded skin...1,2,3...long ropes....then...1 smaller
jett....followed by a continuous dribble, that slid down the side of his
cock, and coated my stroking hand. "Aggggggggggg ......!!! He yelled, as his
orgasm tore at him, and he hammered at my cock with his tight hole!

I pressed up, driving my rampant cock deeply into him, and felt my balls
explode...sending my screaming cumm up the length of my throbbing cock!!
"Ohhh Fuuuuuuck...baby.....Cummmming...!!" I yelled out loud, and my cock
exploded....emptying my throbbing balls deep inside my Eric, my scalding
cumm painting his tender rectum.

He fell forward, panting, and whimpering softly, and spread himself across
my heaving chest. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tightly, my
softening cock still firmly inside him, as I felt my warm juices slip out of
his stretched hole, and leak down the backs of his smooth thighs. Hugging
him, I stroked his trembling body, and whispered to him, "Baby....my
Baby...!"

After a while, he shifted, and inched forward, relaxing his anus, and my
soft cock slipped out of his leaking hole. He rolled off me, and over on to
his side. I spooned in behind him, and stroked his arm, softly kissing his
back, and the back of his neck. We lay like that a while, slowly coming down
from the intense coupling, and regaining normal breathing. Eric rolled over
onto his back, his sweet, soft cock plastered to his sweaty groin, his spent
balls snugly tucked between his smooth legs. He looked at me, and that mega
watt grin lit up his face. Through his wide smile, he said, "Freeeking
awesome...again!!" And I buried my face in his soft, smooth tummy, laughing,
and vigorously nodding my head, in full agreement with that!!

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