Date: Fri, 15 Jul 2011 14:43:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cruising Rural Boys (6)

Cruising Rural Boys
By
Storyguy22

(6)

   My time in this boy-rich environment was drawing to a close, and I
selfishly decided to forgo spending any of the remaining time with my work
efforts. Once back home I could easily play catch-up, and a stepped-up
forage into the promised land of amiable young boys seemed a much wiser
expense of my time.

   To that end, I was up and about early this morning, and by 10:00 am I
was out of the house, and on the prowl. I started with a trip to the high
school and the public swimming pool in the hope that there might be some
young eye candy about, and as it turns out I was not disappointed. As I
walked along the chain link fence that surrounded the pool area I was
treated to the sight of several very cute and very sexy boys garbed in
those skimpy competition swim suits that clung to their lean bodies in all
the right places. It appeared to be some sort of team having a practice,
and I took a seat on the bleachers to avail myself of the view.

   After several minutes of various activities among the boys in the pool,
the coach blew a loud whistle which had the nearly instant effect of
clearing all swimmers from the water. The boys formed a line facing my
direction, and as the coach addressed them I seized the opportunity to take
my time in checking out each tempting package of boy charms that poked
variously at the tiny swim suits. Beautiful, I thought, and how I would
love to be on my knees in front of the line of young beauties, moving from
boy to boy as they each delivered an offering of sweet boy-honey directly
into my sucking mouth. Now that, I decided, would make my morning! Shortly
the line broke up, and to my surprise one of the cuties moved forward, and
walked up to the fence right in front of my position. He looked at me, a
sly little smile on his face as it dawned on me that it was Dillon, one of
earlier conquests. I smiled back, and we exchanged hellos as I stood and
walked to the fence. After a brief chat, Dillon told me that the dive team
would be using the pool for the next hour, and he had free time until then,
and I of course immediately offered to entertain him during his break if he
cared to join me back in the truck. He giggled, nodding his head
enthusiastically, and he pointed out the locker room door where I could
meet him, so I headed over there as he scurried off toward the locker
room. I was very much hoping that he wouldn't change into his street
clothes given how hot and sexy he looked in that tiny swim suite, but then
I decided it didn't really matter a whole lot given that if all went as I
hoped he would shortly be pretty much naked anyway. God, I am so bad!

   A couple of minutes later Dillon burst out of the door, still dressed in
the Speedo although he had added a pair of sandals for his dainty little
feet. I pulled him for a nice hug, and told him how sexy and delicious he
looked in the hot little outfit, and he grinned proudly as I made a big
show of leering obscenely at his delicious bulges, and he giggled some more
as he got my drift. I asked how he would like to spend his free hour, and
he gave me a knowing look, and answered,

   "I bet you already know what we are gonna do...where did you park?"

   My kind of boy, I thought, and I placed my hand on his smooth back and
gently guided him in the direction of the truck.

   Given that school was out for the summer the wide parking lot was
virtually deserted, so I didn't have much concern that we would be
disturbed during our relatively brief time together, but I took a moment to
kind of check out the surrounding areas for signs of human activity as we
approached the truck. Seeing no serious threats, I unlocked the passenger
door, and held it as Dillon clambered aboard, his sweet little butt
pointing at me saucily. I closed his door, and walked around the truck to
get in, and as I pulled my door shut I looked over at Dillon. He was
sitting on the seat with his back against the door behind him and his
pretty bare legs widely splayed along the bench seat and his bulging crotch
kind of arched upward. I smiled at him, telling him how damned sexy he was,
and he preened for me in that cute way he had, and with a final glance
outside, I got busy, and reached out to grope that swollen crotch. He let
me play around with his rapidly stiffening boy-cock a bit, arching his back
to press it against my groping hand, and then with a quick movement he
deftly skinned the little Speedo down his legs to free his scrumptious
young boner and balls. I gasped at the sight, as I tend to do anytime a
rigid boy-nail arises inches from my drooling mouth, and Dillon chuckled at
my obvious reaction, and then said,

   "I really want you to suck it again...I think about last time all the
time, it was so great!"

   I smiled, and nodded, then leaned in, and grasped his rock hard boner at
its base with finger and thumb. Lowering my head, I stuck out my tongue and
licked all over the smooth head and stabbed at his tiny slit, then took the
whole narrow shaft into my drooling mouth and began bobbing on it as my
fingers sought out his tender balls. His legs went wide as possible as I
tugged at his silky smooth pouch as I sucked him, and in seconds we had a
rhythm going with my bobbing and his rolling his small hips to match. My
God, how sweet he tasted, all boy and fresh, and just a faint hint of pool
chlorine lingering on his skin. I let my tongue play at the sensitive
little inverted V on the underside of his cock head, and he groaned
lustily. I backed off and spent a tome sucking and licking his plump balls,
then went back to sucking him, working for effect this time as I grew eager
to have his creamy sweetness flood my mouth. He apparently was on the same
page I was as he stepped up the pace of his bucking hips, and in another
minute or so my wish was granted when with a low growl Dillon arched his
back, and spewed his warm nectar into my mouth.

   For the second time the boy surprised me with his volume, his pulsing
penis spurting several jets of semen over my tongue, and I savored the tart
taste of it all, swilling it inside my mouth before swallowing it
down. After a time, he began to soften and I let his spent cock slip from
my mouth. I toyed with the cute little cock a bit, then planed a loud smack
on the glistening head before sitting up to swipe at my sticky lips with
the back of my hand as Dillon watched me and giggled sweetly. I winked at
him, telling him how great he tasted, and he grinned happily, and said,

   "That's, like, the best feeling in the world...!"

   Laughing, I said that I was glad he enjoyed himself, and then let myself
give into a sudden impulse as I asked him if I might briefly try a new
twist he might find interesting. He just nodded at me, so I reached out and
flipped him over onto his tummy, quickly bent down, and licked and kissed
all over his very cute little buns as he giggled. I split his luscious
cheeks, and stabbed my tongue at his pink little oval several times, and
then licked it, the tiny ring of tissue feeling bumpy on my tongue.

   "Yikes..!" he belted out, "You're licking my...asshole...!"

   I was indeed, and I was glad I decided to try it...it's not something I
regularly indulge in, and at the moment I was really wondering why not. In
any event, his free hour had nearly elapsed, so we regrettably got his
little outfit squared away, and I walked him back to the pool area where we
said our goodbyes. I headed back to the truck, and checked my watch,
smiling at the realization that it was barely coming on noon, and I had
already scored one delicious load of boy-cream. How many more might I
encounter before this glorious day was through, I wondered.

(Story Continues)
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