Date: Sun, 9 Nov 2014 19:20:59 -0800
From: Tyler Waggoner <twag1983@hotmail.com>
Subject: Guys and Bois - Chapter 6

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THIS CHAPTER takes place from the perspective of Flynn.

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Guys and Bois -- Chapter 6


Dinner flew by.  Hunter told Sally he wasn't hungry, she immediately
worried he wasn't feeling well.  Mike assured her that everything was fine,
he just needed a break.  Hunter headed up to their room for 'prepare' for
tonight, then get a shower.  Mike smoothly asked if Hunter and he could
come over and play video games.  I, of course, said sure -- the house was
empty, after all, so they wouldn't be keeping the boys awake.  We shot the
breeze then I assured Sally that the boys would be well cared for, so no
worries.  Mike promised to be back on the farm by 9 o'clock.

I headed back home; my meat straining against the confines of my jeans.  I
peeled my clothes off as I walked through the house, stepping into the
shower, letting the hot water run over me.  I soaped the day off, making
sure I was squeaky clean.  I didn't spend too long on my balls and cock
... didn't want to shoot!  Hell, four days without spewing a load ... too
long.  I dried off, putting on a spritz or two of 'Blue Pony'.  I put on a
white tee that showed off my cut chest, a pair of red Nike shorts, slipping
into black flip flops.  My balls hung ... full.  I could hear Julio down
the hall, finishing his shower.  Mike should be en route with Hunter.  The
plan was for Mike to drop Hunter off, then, Julio and he would drive back
to the farm using one of the back routes; they'd take the truck out later,
so Sally would be sure to hear it pull in right around 9 o'clock.

Five minutes later, Julio stepped out of his bedroom.  He was fucking sexy
in a red baseball cap turned backwards, sleeveless red wife beater, black
nylon warmup pants and black flip flops.  He had a small duffle, which he
put by the front door.

"Wish I was around to watch," he said looking at my full crotch.

I chuckled.  "In time Julio you'll get to watch a lot, I promise".  I
glanced at his crotch then slowly back up his lean body, our eyes meeting;
his 'Adam's apple' bobbed.  Just then the lights of Mike's truck glanced
across the front window.  Abigail the pug came running out, her throaty
bark to the sound of Mike's tires.

"Have a good time," I said as Julio opened the door.

"Yeah, you too stud," smiling, as he grabbed his bag and stepped onto the
porch.

Hunter bounded in.  God he was cute.  He slipped his sneakers off in a
momentary pause as he ran to me.  His hair was wet, the smell of Ivory soap
clung to his skin.  He was adorable in his blue tee and white Nikis, his
legs with the boyish fuzz of prepubescence.  He wrapped his arms tightly
around, giving me a big hug.

"Its just you and me, huh!" he squealed.

"Yeah, and we're gonna have a great time," I said roughing up his hair, as
he stooped down to scoop Abigail up.

"Abby," he cooed as Abigail licked his face, working her way from one side
to the other.  With that Hunter and Abigail moved en bloc onto the couch.

Mike popped his head in.  "Hey tiger," grinning, "bet your churning out the
baby makers!".

I couldn't help but deeply chuckle.  My balls were low and swollen.  "Dude,
looks like your in for a good time too".

"You got that right bro ... I plan on being VERY satisfied AND sore by
morning".

"You and me, both," I said.

Mike winked, turning toward Hunter, "See you in the morning little man".

"K!", Hunter called back.  With that the door closed.  I went over and
locked it, as the sound of gravel gave way to silence.

"Hey Hunter, why don't we get something to drink?"

"k," he said looking up.  He bounded off the couch and fell in line behind
me, Abigail in tow.  I flipped the kitchen light on and made my way over to
the fridge.

"What are you up for?", I said.

"I dunno.  Somethin yummy!".  Abigail sat next to his leg, looking up at
me.

I looked at them over the top of the fridge door.  Hmmm.  I rumaged through
the shelves, finding a Sprite way in the back.  I slipped it out, along
with a bottle of club soda.  I walked over to the counter and reached into
the cabinet pulling out two glasses.  I then reached into the bottom and
pulled out a bottle of Stoli vodka.

"Well, little man, since we're both gonna be grown ups tonight, we should
have a grown up drink don't ya think?".

"Yeah!", Hunter ran up, putting his arm around my leg.  His soft toes
slipped over my foot.

I leaned into him; he watched me pour two fingers in my glass and a finger
into his.  I then poured his glass half full with Sprite, mine with club.

"I think we should move into the living room and put a video in"

"k".  Abigail and Hunter followed me back to the couch.  I put our drinks
on the table, Hunter falling into a sitting position, Abigail on his right
side.  I slipped a disc into the player, swiping up the controller as I
fell back onto the couch next to Hunter.  He giggled as he felt my leg next
to his, my leg hair creeping between his peach fuzz.  I leaned forward
scooping our drinks up, handing Hunter his.

"Well, little man, here's to our first night!".  I tapped my glass against
his, he then tapped mine. His grin pure satisfaction.

I took a long sip, the smoothness of the vodka warming my throat.  Hunter
took a small sip, tasting it, then took a larger sip.

"mmmmm, this is good," he said as he took another sip.

"Slowly, little man, don't want to go too quick," I said, as he giggled and
put his glass on the table.  I leaned in and put my glass next to his.  I
then, lay back, slipped my flip flops off, and put my feet up on the table.
Hunter quickly snuggled into me, letting my arm drape around his neck.  He
rested his head on my chest, the smooth silkiness of his leg slipping over
mine.  I couldn't help it, my cock swelled.  Hunter giggled into my chest,
his fingers resting on my crotch.

"mmmmm", I felt the moan slip from my throat.

"I like this Flynn, like, a lot!".

"Yeah little man, me too!".

We lay there for a while, his fingers slowly mapping my crotch, soft little
toes rubbing against my hairy leg.  I let my fingers slip along his back,
absently playing along the band of his shorts, tracing the little dimple
above his cleft.  I could feel his stiffness pushing against my leg.

Abigail's snoring, the only sound.

Hunters fingers slowly inched along my shorts, slipping under the band
until they were nestled in my bush.  My meat was now tenting against the
nylon, his stiffness harder against my leg.  My fingers slipped under the
band of his shorts, gently, ever so slowly slipping over his dimple, down
into his cleft.

"mmmmm," a contented, soft moan against me.  My hand then held the softness
of his ass cheek.  Hunter snuggled closer.  His fingers tracing the outline
of my belly button, slowly slipping in ... my moan rumbled between us.  My
lips slipped along his hair, gently, kissing him.

"mmm" he boyishly moaned, "I really like this Flynn, whole lots"

"yeah, me too ... whole lots"

He slowly worked his small fingers along my belly, playing with the thin
wispy hairs that led toward my chest.  I lay back further, allowing him
complete access.  I gasped as his finger slipped over my left nipple, my
finger now pushing through his cleft, skimming over his rose bud.  Hunter
diligently traced my chest, his finger now brushing over my right nipple
... I couldn't keep from shuddering.  He tilted his head, his puppy eyes
looking up into mine.

"y e a h, I r e a l l y l i k e t h i s," the softness of his whisper; my
lips nuzzled in his hair.  The sweet scent of boy permeating through me
... ivory clean.

"y e a h, me too little man, me too".

"I like your muscles, lots". I could only nod.

My fingers gently traced the contours of his boy mounds, my finger dipping
in, flicking along his pussy lips.  Hunter arched back, softly moaning into
me.  His rosebud puckered against my finger.  My manhood fully engorged,
pushing my shorts to their limit ... Hunter's fingers tracing my head,
then, slowly, my shaft ... my hand fully kneading the silkiness of his boy
cheek.  I gently turned him, pulling him up until he was straddling my hips
... my meat throbbed between his boy cheeks, his little toes flaring in my
leg hairs.  He leaned in, my lips met his ... his boyish kiss, so fucking
hot!  I slipped my tongue in ... he sucked on me, my pulsing meat pushing
the fabric into his sweet cleft.  We kissed for a while, he relaxing into
me; my fingers gently gliding through his hair.  I scooped him against my
chest, my arm encircling him.

"I really ... love you, Flynn," He snuggled closer.

"I love you Hunter, a lot," I said, my mind racing.  He was so tender, and
so fucking hot!  I thought about all of the great times as I watched him
grow up.  His fascination at the birth of my son, Chason, four years ago;
following Ellen's pregnancy on a calendar.  His glee when Ellen was
pregnant with our youngest, Ryan.  Mike giving up his cherry to me in my
poster bed on that cold November day ... feeling my nutt pulse into his
tender chute, his eyes rolled back.  Hunter feeling Ellen's belly last
month, putting his ear up to her ... listening to my son stirring inside.
My stunned silence when Billy told me about Hunter ... taking his tender
cherry above the barn.  I did love him, I just never thought of him in this
way until recently.  I didn't know how I would handle other guys being with
him.  Then I thought of AJ ... mmmm, I would have blown watching them.

I let my hand glide along the soft skin of his back.

"How 'bout we have some more to drink and then put the video on?"

"Kewl".

I lifted Hunter, placing him on the couch.  Abigail stirred, following me
with her big brown eyes as I got up.  I turned the kitchen light off, then
dimmed the lamp next to the sofa.  The warm glow, softly, illuminating us.
Hunter already had his drink in hand as I picked mine up.  We sipped
quietly, the alcohol warming, relaxing.  I hit the green button and the 90"
Sharp screen came to life, surround sound rumbling softly, enveloping us in
vibration.  I hit the DVD and lowered the sound, as the video began.  Mike
had slipped this video to me a few weeks back ... I don't know where he
acquired it, but it was more than jail bait!  Hunter handed me his drink
and I placed it on the table next to mine.  I lay back, my legs once again
on the table.  Hunter snuggled, my arm now on his shoulder.

The screen flicked to a back table, a huge glob of spooge was liquifying on
the surface.  Slowly we entered the spooge, the liquid dancing around,
focus ... alive with swimming flagellates ... the muted sound of 'Dance of
the Bumblebee' swirling around us.  Hunter turned, looking at me.

"What's that?"

"That's sperm swimming around," I explained, "there is millions of them in
one spoonful of cum".

"kewl," his eyes again glued to the screen, "so kewl!"

The swimming spermatozoa faded.  A Russian guy in his mid-twenties came
into view.  His tight muscular body was slowly displayed, thick cock arched
...  wet, his bush full.  A boy of about 12 was lying on his back, a fluffy
comforter supporting him; his body completely hairless.  His balls,
almonds, in a smooth tight sac.  The slurping sound of the Russian
lubricating his tool filled the room.  Hunter's eyes were glued to the
screen.  Hunter's hand slipped between my legs, his fingers nuzzling the
back of my knee.

The boy teasingly glanced into the camera, which panned back to show the
Russian standing at the end of the mattress, his meat, throbbing.  Slowly
the boy raised his legs, holding his ankles on either side of his neck,
against his curly mop of hair.  The Russian placed his large wet finger
against the boy's pussy lips and slowly pushed in.  Hunter nestled his head
between my chest and arm, eyes fixated on the screen; his hardness jabbing
my leg.  The Russian guy said something and then put another finger into
the boy.  My cock was now painfully engorged, pushing against the nylon.
Hunters fingers slipped onto my crotch, his small fingers slowly
surrounding my shaft.  The boy in the video moaned, as the Russian's
fingers slowly twisted, his boy pussy giving way to the large mass.  As the
Russian's fingers slipped from the tender pussy, the camera focused then
zoomed, as the Russian's head met the boys pussy lips.  Clear prenutt
pushed out of the large slit and coated the boy, dripping down his
perineum.

Hunter was absolutely mesmerized.  His fingers now gliding along the nylon
that gripped the fullness of my shaft.

The Russian's meaty head pushed, boy's lips separated, massive head slowly
disappearing, pushing prenutt around it.  The video panned to the boys
freckled face, wincing, as the Russian voice slowly reassured him ... he,
relaxing.  The camera then zoomed on the Russian's shaft pulsing as it,
slowly, slid deeper, his muscular arms now pushing the boys legs further
apart.  Slowly, wet shaft penetrated the boy, until the full curly rim of
bush hugged his smooth ass cheeks.

"Wow!!," Hunter whispered, "this is soooo kewl!"

"Y e a h", I breathed.  I could feel my shorts getting wet as I leaked
prenutt, Hunter's fingers now moving along my shaft.

The boy began to gyrate as the Russian eased out then pushed in ... his boy
cheeks, giggling.  "Uhhh" the boy grunted as the Russian began to slowly
pull out then push in, each time the boy cheeks giggled.  A small trickle
of clear fluid pushed around the Russian's meaty shaft, dripping over
prepubescent almonds, onto the comforter.

"You like this little man?"

"Y e a h", eyes fixated on the motion, "lots!"

The Russian began to fuck the boy, little grunts of pleasure encircled us,
the camera focusing on the boy's angelic face then back to the Russian meat
conquering his innocence.  The sound of wet rhythmic slapping filled the
room.  Hunter snuggled closer, my nose nestled in his hair ... sweet boy
essence.  The sounds of their love making now increasing, the camera
capturing the swollen pussy lips around the advancing Russian.  The sounds
of deep man moans began to rumble around us, wetness interjecting
... Russian meat swelling as he pulled out until, just the head, was
imbedded.  "AAAWWWWWGGGGHHHHHH" his cock pulsed over and over ... cum
flooding tight boy chute.

Hunter, fixated.

Finally, the Russian let his cock head slip out, a flood of liquid cum
dampened by the shutting of the boy's engorged lips.

"Kewl!!!".  Hunter exclaimed, shaking his head, "WAY Kewl!"

I pushed the red button.  Screen went black, silence.

"I thought you'd like that," I said as Hunter's leg nuzzled between mine.
I lay back, letting Hunter straddle me.

"I want your sperms in me," he said as he lay his head against my chest,
his fingers slipping under my tee.

"I want that too", I said, "and more".

Hunter played with my belly, his stiffness poking my leg.

"More?", he finally said, looking up at me; the look of puzzlement.

"Yeah", I said.  "I want to slowly make love to you, all night long"

"Hmmm," he smiled, looking up at me.  "I'd like that Flynn, a lot, 'cause I
love you."

"Me too little man, me too."

I shifted, letting Hunter explore more.  I slowly lifted my tee, pulling it
over my head, letting it fall onto the floor.  As I lay back, Hunter put
his nose into my underarm hair and inhaled.  He nuzzled his nose there,
putting his arm around me.

"Mmmm, I like your smell," he finally said, "lots".

"Yeah, I like yours too," He nodded, his fingers now pushing under the band
of my shorts, playing in my bush.

"I like your hairs too, lots". He continued to play.  "They're way cool".

"Mmmm little man".

I slowly lifted his tee, helping him slide it over his head.  I let it fall
on top of mine.  Hunter snuggled close, the silky smoothness of his skin
against mine.  My fingers traced the small of his back, slipping under the
band of his shorts into his cleft.  He pushed his hips back, letting my
finger slip along his pussy lips.

"I want to get naked with you," Hunter said, his puppy eyes looking up into
mine.

"Me too kiddo," I adjusted my arm, letting my thumb slip under the band of
my shorts, shucking them off; they fell next to our tees.  He stood up, his
leg leaning on mine for support.  I reached out and my thumbs slipped under
the thin band of his shorts ... I slowly lowered them.  His beautiful
cocklet sprung free, standing, slightly arched; his balls hung down in a
smooth ball sac.

"Wow", I said, as he crawled along side me.

Hunter's soft fingers were on my shaft ... fully erect; my slit pulsed,
pushing a large drop of clear prenutt out.  Hunter dipped his finger into
my slit, scooping up prenutt, bringing it to his tongue.  He slipped it
into his mouth, sucking it off.

"Mmmmm, you taste good!".  I couldn't speak, just flared my nostrils,
breathed, nodding my head.

My voice was raspy, "You are so hot!".  His boyish smile lighted the room
as he slipped between my legs, the soft velvet of his tongue knowing my
ball sac.

"Uhhhh, fuck", I moaned as his tongue, slowly slipped along my sac, tracing
each of my large swollen nuts.  He opened his mouth, sucking the edge of my
nut inside ... swirling tongue.  "Holy fuck!", I moaned.  My hands
encircled his head as he continued to slowly work each of my nuts, full
with seed; my slit pulsing, pushing more prenutt out.  Hunter slithered up
my pole, his tongue dipping into my slit, pulling prenutt into him.  His
mouth opening, the rapture of my head entering the warm velvet.  The hot
warmth caused me to shoot prenutt, his throat bobbing in approval as he
swallowed.

"mmmmmmm", he moaned as he tasted me; tongue swirling around my heat.

"Sweet Jezzuss", I moaned as his tongue worked along my cock vein, twisting
as he slithered down my shaft, then, slowly back up, dipping again into my
slit, sucking in prenutt.

He mumbled against my shaft, "You taste sooooo good," the hotness of his
tongue glided back along my shaft and over my nuts.  I could feel the deep
intense pressure in my groin, building, as I pulled him up and onto me.  He
scooted up, so that his ass cheeks now rested on the wetness of my slit,
our lips meeting.  I deep tongued him, exploring the tender sweetness of
this boy.  I slowly pulled him up, looking deep into him.

"You are so awesome little man, so amazingly awesome!".  His toothy grin
filled the room.  Hunter's hardness nestled in my bush.

"mmmmm, i feel soooo special!".

"mmmmm, you are little man ... very very special".

"Why don't we take a break, have some more to drink ... then we can make
love".

"Kewl!"

 "After that, we can take a long bath, together".

"Extra Kewl!!".  Hunter paused then looked up into my eyes, "It will be
special getting a bath together after you put your sperms in me".  My cock
pulsed.

"Yeah, tonight is for you and me ... to explore each other ... make love
over and over!"

"Mmmm, super kewl.  I get to be the filly!".

I couldn't help but chuckle, yeah he would be my girl.  "And I am the
Stallion!"

Hunter squealed with glee. "I want as much of your sperms as you can put in
me!"  I pulled him into me, my tongue diving in, his tongue swirling around
mine as my finger slipped over his pussy lips, gently pushing, the tip of
my finger feeling his boy wetness for the very first time.  My slit pulsed,
prenutt slipping along my shaft.

"I want my sperms swimming deep inside you little man".

"kewl, way kewl," he whispered, "like uh, they do inside Aunt Ellen?"

"yeah, little man, just like they do inside Aunt Ellen!".

"w a y k e w l !"

I felt the deep deep pressure as my prostate swelled.  Too early to shoot!
My mind started thinking about the construction, farm inventories, rows of
corn, even the new tractor engine ... anything ... to keep from blowing my
wad before I was deeply surrounded in his tenderness.

I let Hunter slide off me, reaching down for our drinks.  I gave Hunter his
glass, gently tapping mine against his, "to us, little man, and our love".

He tapped back, smiling, "to us big man, and our loves!".  My smile grew
... God, he was so amazingly sweet.

We finished what was in our glasses.  I stood and Hunter got up, drawing
into me, his cheek resting between my chest and belly.

"I say we make ourselves another drink".

"Yes!," he boyishly giggled.

Hunter got up, his beautiful ass checks giggling as he led the way to the
kitchen.

Abigail followed us .  I turned the back wall lights on; just enough light
to see.  I closed the shades.  I pulled the Stoli out and refreshed
Hunter's then my drink.  I made them equal this time; two fingers of Stoli
in each.  I handed Hunter his, this time he raised his glass, tapping mine.
We then took a few sips.

"mmmmm," his voice lower, "it is nice and warm".

"yeah, it is," as I turned out the light, following Hunter and Abigail back
to the couch.

I dimmed the light next to the couch, allowing just enough light to see.  I
switched on the stereo, the soothing voice of Jake Owen flowed from the
speakers, 'Long Night With You'.  Appropriate, I thought.

I lay back, drink in hand, studying Hunter's soft boyish features.  His
button nose, the beginnings of muscular lines on his chest; his adorable
'outie' ; the soft delicacy of his legs, the pinkness of his toes.  I
watched him sip his drink, eyes closing as the heat of the vodka passed
down his throat, his long eyelashes fluttering.  My fingers slipped along
the supple skin of his neck, his cheek leaning into my hand ...  Jake
Owen's lyrics swirling by, making this moment special.  I sipped, feeling
the warmth.  My meat flared, slit opening, a drizzle of prenutt squirting
out.  Hunter's gentle touch.  His lips now wet with my prenutt.  His
beautiful eyes, looking into mine ... he looking into me ... me, into him.

'Alone with You' began ... I continued looking into Hunter and he into me,
as Jake Owen sang.  I felt the light touch of his finger on my lips ... his
finger slipped in, my lips slowly sucking on him.

"mmmmm," the light reverberations of his groan tingled on my skin.  His
finger traced my lip.  My cock, pushing against his side, wetting him.

I kissed the top of his head, the sweetness of this Angel causing goose
bumps ... small pleasant tingles on my lips.

"I love you," he quietly said.

"I love you," my soft reply.

I took his drink, Hunter moving, allowing me to put them on the table.

I slowly stood, taking his hand.

I pulled him into me, placing my arm under his legs, lifting him; his arm
slipping around my neck.  As I slowly picked him up, his cheek rested
against my pec, my nipple, jumping.  Abigail stirred, but stayed on the
couch.  Jake Owen's soothing voice enveloping us as I slowly carried my
baby down the hall, past Chasen Ryan's room, past the new nursery, into our
bedroom.  The dim softness of the bedside light fluffing the comforter, as
I lay Hunter onto his back, his head resting on the pillow.  I sat next to
him, the softness of his fingers reaching around to my belly, gently
playing on my skin as I opened the bedside drawer, slipping the 'Pur' and
the washcloth out, laying them on the table.  I pulled the blue pill out,
slipping it into my other hand.

"I'll be right back baby".

"k"

I slipped into the bathroom and took the pill, the cool water slipping down
my throat.  I walked over to the toilet standing as the strength of my
stream roared through the space.  I shook, finishing, then walked back out
into our room.  His beautiful tenderness lay on our bed, his eyes followed
me as I approached.  My fingers slipped under the shade, the light clicked
off.  The light from the family room softly diffused along the hall,
peeking into our room ... Hunter's beautiful face kissed in sidelight.  I
slipped the covers down, my hand under him, lifting him.  I slid in beside
him, his softness now pressed against me.  Prenutt oozed from my slit,
moistness between us.  Our lips met, my tongue invading him ... his mouth
surrendered, allowing me to explore him ...  know him.  His fingers slid
along the angle of my jaw, his chest rising and falling faster as our
tongues made love to each other.  Hunter pushed, now straddling me, my cock
pulsing between his legs, my prenutt wetting his perineum.

"mmmmmm," the softness of his moan reverberated in the stillness of our
room.  My eyes looked into him, he into me, bathed in the muted tones of
light.

"my tender baby," my voice in his mouth.

"oh", he panted, "oh".  We locked in a deep kiss, my cock swelling between
his tenderness, his hardness pushing into my bush.

I slowly rolled over him, my meat now pushed against his belly, the warm
trickle of my nutt slipping along his skin.  I kissed him, reaching into
him ... he wrapping his tongue around mine, sucking gently, pulling me in.
I slowly pulled out, letting my tongue softly slip along his skin
... exploring him.  His eyelashes fluttered as I traced the contours of his
eyes, seeing their beautiful shape with my tongue.  His sweet breath
slipped along my skin as I slowly traced each ear, rushing in, the wet
sound lapping into the pillow.

"uuuhhh," the soft moan fluttering on me, "ooohhh uuuhhhh".

My tongue savored him, pulling his scent into me.  Hunter's neck arched,
his moan a delicate crescendo on the tip of my tongue.  My cock pulsed,
responding.  His heart beat against mine, my belly hairs stood.  I slowly
continued, moving down, my lips caressing his nipples ... erect, taut,
responding to my touch ... the scaphoid dip of his belly arching with his
pants.  My tongue, learning him, slipping between the tiny cleft of his
pecs, twirling as I pilgrimed, south.

"AhhhH!", his narrow hips, gyrating as I sucked his 'outie' into my mouth,
memorizing its delicate rim.  I wet my finger, continuing to suck on his
'outie'; finger slipping between cleft, moistening his rosebud; my slit
opening, spraying prenutt.  I inhaled, the scent of our love making causing
a shiver; Hunter's body shivering back.  My tongue enveloped his boy meat.
I sucked him in, one slurp!  His hips, bucking.

"AAAHHHhhhhhhhh," the sound of his pleasure dancing along the walls.  My
tongue slipped down, taking his ball sac into my mouth, ever so gently
rolling his nut'lets over my tongue.

"ooohhh Flllyyynnnnnnnn," his boyishness, mine.

I reached over, slipping my hand around the 'Pur', snagging the washcloth,
bringing them to me.  My tongue, working his nut'lets, narrow torso arching
and relaxing ... as I, pleasured him.  I pushed the top open, the cool
wetness covering my fingers.  I slipped my forefinger along his cleft,
slipping over his tender rose.  His nut'lets sliding over my tongue, his
nut sac contracting.

"aaahhh aaahhhh aaahhhh,"

My fingertip slipped into his moistness.  His pussy lips gripped me ... his
pulse shoot through my finger, my manhood engorged.  Slowly my finger
slipped deeper into his sweetness, his pulse replying.  Gently I twisted
back and forth, his cocklet jumping in my mouth.  I slipped in a second
finger, edging his sweetness ... his hips gyrating rhythmically around
them.

"uuuhhh aaaa hhhhh y y e e a a a hhhhhhhh," as my two fingers were now
fully inside, feeling the tautness of his prostate, his cocklet swelling on
my tongue.

"MMMMmm," my baritone rumble pushed into his softness.  Cocklet flicking,
swelling with pleasure, his gland pushing back against my fingers.  I
slowly withdrew, his boi cunt pulling me back in ... my fingers sliding
over his peanut ... waves of pleasure echoed off the walls.

"ahh ahh ahh ahh ahhh," his little gland rapidly pushed on my fingers,
"ahhh ahh ahhhhhhhhhh" as his boi pussy clenched around me, his dry orgasm
rippling over them, "AHHH AHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHH," his scream now filling my
ears.  Hunter, panting ... my prenutt spraying.  I slipped my fingers
through my prenutt, slipping them inside my baby ... fertile prenutt
moistened his love hole.  Hunter lost in the throws of orgasm, pussy lips
opening, allowing three of my fingers deep into his chute.  I could feel
that deep familiar pressure in my groin, pushing through my throbbing cock,
electricity ... tingling through my ass.

I arched back, my knees on the bed, Hunter limp under me.  I slowly spread
his legs, the dim light pushed toward his bud ... glistening ... my cock
arched.  I popped the 'Pur' top, letting the cool slickness envelope my
shaft, hand slipping up, drawing the lube over my swollen head.  I put
Hunter's legs onto my shoulders, the soft skin of his ankles, warm against
my neck.  I placed my head on his rose, slowly, very slowly pushing,
slowly, more pressure, slowly, my prenutt spraying into him as my slit was
sealed by his quivering lips.  Slowly ... pressure ... slowly ... pressure
... slowly ... more pressure ... slowly ... Hunter's head back, his neck
arched, his breath puffing against my lips ... pressure ... more pressure
... more more pressure ...

"aaaahhhhhh", my head slipping past the sweetness of his pussy lips, into
the throbbing warmth of his boy cunt.  Hunter quivering beneath me, his
cunt walls pulsing around my expanding head ... prenutt spraying inside
him, sending my fertile swimmers along his cunt walls.  "aaaHHHHHHHHH", his
pleasure jumped around me, "AAAAHHHHHHHHHH yes yes yes", as my shaft began
to slowly separate him.  His cunt throbbed around me, his moistness mixing
with my prenutt.  The scent of his sweet cunt mixing with the scent of my
prenutt, wafting up, encircling us.  My manhood swelled, pulsing inside him
as my balls met the silkiness of his cheeks; my manhood ensconced in his
tight sweet boy cunt.

Hunter's eyes rolled back, his tongue lapped at me, my tongue sweeping his
aside as I filled his mouth.  The boyish rumbles of his pleasure met the
baritone of my response.

My cock was surrounded by the hottest pulsations.  Slowly I retreated
... his pussy lips quivering, pulsing, gripping, pulling me back in until
my large balls slapped against his skin.  Slow retreat ... pulsing grip
... balls slapping ... slow retreat ... pulsing grip ... balls slapping
... over and over ... his eyes rolling in their sockets, my mouth sucking
his tongue .... slow retreat ... pulsing PULSING grip ... balls SLAPPING.
Retreat ... PULSE ... GRIP ... SLAPPING.  Over and over.  DEEP DEEP
pressure, LOTS of PRESSURE ... Hunter's head flopping left than right, back
and forth, his breath hot against my face ... INTENSE PRESSURE ... I
couldn't hold it, my man meat SWELLED ... waves of electricity shot through
me ... my prostate felt like it was EXPLODING.

"FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKKK !!!!!!", my head flung back, a deep gutteral scream
jumped off the walls.  WOOOOOOOPPPPPP WOOOOPPPPP WOOOOOOOOPPPP I felt the
INTENSE ROCKET of my SEED, JETTING through my shaft, violently SPRAYING
from my slit as my prostate clamped down ... WOOOOPPPPPPP WWWWOOOOOOOPPPPP
WWWWOOOOOPPPP, massive waves of ejaculate ... filling my baby's belly
.... WOOOOOPPPPPP WWWOOOPPPPPP WWWWOoopppp WWWooopppp wwwoooopp wwwoooopppp
wwwoopppppp ww www wwwoopp wwwopp wwooopp the flood of seed slowing, my
slit flaring as each wave shot through my cock like molten lava ... Hunter
panting as the fullness of my load filled his tummy, distending him .... my
seed making itself a part of this tender boy ... my genetics now intimately
part of him.

I lay on top of Hunter, his breathing heavy, our breath colliding.  The
small pulsations continuing through my cock, as the last drops of my
essence knew him.  His legs limp around my neck, my hands slowly massaging
them, our breath admixing.

"Oh sweet baby," Hunter's eyes opened, looking deep into me, "I love you".
His eyelashes fluttered their response.

"I ...", his words puffs of air, "i l o v e y o u".  His sweetness massaged
my softening cock, his cunt walls milking me.  An awesome warmth crept over
my entire body.  The smell of our union filled the room ... sweet boy,
tangy virile man ... wafting heavily; my cock jumping in pleasant response.
His boyish gland, pulsing in reply as he had another dry orgasm.  Soft
pants ... breath on my skin.

We lay as one ... complete ... for a long time.

Our breathing slowed.

My meat softening, slowly slipping from Hunter's warmth.

I felt his pussy lips contract as my head slipped by.  His legs now resting
along side my globes.  My body, surrounding him.

"My sweet little boy," I cooed.  "My sweetest lover".  Hunter nodded his
head, gently kissing my neck, his soft toes slipping up and down along my
calfs.

"I love you F-Flynn, whole lots".  His kisses on my neck sending tingles
through me.

"I love you little man".

I rolled over, Hunter slipped in next to me, leg between mine, as I pulled
the covers over us.  His fingers played with my chest, sliding through my
hairs, while my hand glided up and down along the silkiness of his back.
His eyelashes twitched on my skin, my nipple tightening in response.
Slowly we drifted off to sleep.

I awoke about 45 minutes later, Hunter blinking slowly on my skin.

"You awake sweetie," my lips caressed his hair.

"Yeah.  Just 'joyin you".

"Mmmmm," I kissed his head.  "I think we should make a warm bath and soak
for a while 'joyin each other".

"Yeah, that'd be kewl".

We slipped out of bed; entering the bathroom, the dim lights illuminating
us.  I could see my moistness, creeping along the inside of Hunter's leg as
I turned on the tub lights.  My cock thickened.  I watched as he peed.  His
stream strong, filling the bowl.  I stood behind him, pressing my cock
against his back.  When he was done, I released; my strong stream foaming
as it hit the surface; flushing as I was finishing.

"I like watching you pee," the softness of Hunter's voice.

"Hmmmm.  I like watching you too little man".

I drew the bath, putting several dabs of Ellen's bath gel in.  The room
filled with sweet feminine floralness.  I picked Hunter up and slowly
lowered him into the large tub.  I slipped in behind him.  He relaxed into
me, my arms surrounding him, my legs around his.  Hunter slowly wiggled his
toes through mine, my hardness now pressed in his tender cleft.

"I like this, like really really like this," his cheek resting on my chest.

"Me too sweetie, me too".

We lay there as my hand slowly slipped over his skin, gently rubbing his
tummy.  I could feel the faint rumble as my seed swam deep inside him.
Slowly, I bathed him, each toe ... each finger ... every part of his soft
skin, finishing with his tummy.  He then crawled behind me, slowly bathing
me.  His hardness pushed into my cleft, against my bud.

"I love you, lots," he finally whispered, lips against my ear.

"I love you lots too", I said, my fingers slipping through his.

"Your sperms are making noises in me".

The rumble of my baritone moved through the water, as Hunter snuggled back
into me.  "I know, they're trying to make babies with you!".

He giggled.  "I like them inside me Flynn.  Really, a lot.", his body now
surrounded by mine.

"I want you to try and keep them all inside of you, little man.  Let them
become part of you, so I will always be inside you".  He nodded, as my arms
wrapped in a hug around him.

I lifted Hunter so he stood in the tub' I rinsed both of us off.  I slowly
dried him, knowing every part of his body.  He slowly dried me, knowing
each part of my body.  As we slipped away from the tub, I reached onto
Ellen's vanity and took a small bottle from her dressing tray.  I pulled
out the stopper and placed a little dab behind each of Hunter's ears, then
behind his neck, his knees, then on each ankle.

"There," I said as I put the stopper in, placing the bottle back.

"Mmmmm, I smell so good".

"Yeah, you smell ... pretty".

"Mmmm, pretty.  Yeah, I like smelling pretty for you".

Hunter nuzzled his head into me.  I slowly picked him up, his arm around my
neck.  I turned the light out as we headed back to bed.  As his body
slipped under the sheets, I slid under him.  We made love with Hunter
riding my manhood, backwards, his legs straddling mine ... my nutt filling
him even fuller.  We slept, spooning.  We awoke, making love again, this
time Hunter was on all fours, my manhood deep in his wetness as I unloaded
again, even more intense than before, Hunter milking every drop of me as he
reached an intense dry orgasm.  I rolled him on his side and we fell back
to sleep, me, imbedded deep in his warm wet softness.

I awoke, dim rays of sun seeping through the slats of the blinds.  Hunter,
asleep on my chest ... my finger probed his wetness, well, our wetness, as
the remnants of my seed seeped from his lips.  As he stirred, he looked up
into me.  He slowly rolled on his back, lifting his legs like the boy in
the video.  I placed a pillow under him, arching his tender boi cunt
upward.  I entered him for the fourth time, slipping deep until my balls
slapped, his cheeks giggling.  Hunter moaned loudly as I made love to him
as dawn came, the strong jets of my seed driving deep into his boi cunt as
the sun pushed its way in, shinning brightly into my eyes.

As we lay post coital, Hunter kissed me.

"love you Flynn," He licked his lips, his fingers playing with my nipple.
"I like your sperms", his smile against my chest, "deep in my tummy".  I
slipped my hand around him, gently rubbing his belly.

"I love you little man, my precious little man"

We lay there, the room heavy with the fragrance of our night.  Boy and man
... totally ... one.  Hunter and me ... lovers.

Abigail's soft snores rising from the foot of our bed.