Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2006 02:27:50 -0500
From: sticky <1-sticky@hushmail.com>
Subject: It Started Again - part 2

It Started Again ... (part 2)
by Sticky
(1-Sticky@hushmail.com)


	After the boys left, I had time for reflection.  Something didn't
seem right.  Was I just fortunate enough to be in the right place at the
right time or was I to be the victim of a set-up?  I finally decided that I
couldn't undo the afternoon's events so I went back to work.


	As I had guessed, the encounter with these three fueled some of my
best jack-off sessions ever.  It was hard to understand how such wonderful
boys had stumbled into my life and had brought it meaning again.  When at
the workshop during the week I found myself constantly staring out the door
and hoping to see them approaching.  But alas, I had told them I'd be back
on Saturday.  I didn't think it safe to have them dropping by during the
week when others might be around.
	Saturday finally arrived and as I worked I eagerly anticipated
their longed-for arrival.  After a very productive week, my Saturday effort
was sadly lacking.  My mind just wasn't on my work.  But I did try.
	Late in the afternoon while bending over a workbench I was suddenly
overjoyed to hear that sing-song chirping giggle outside.  They were inside
the shop before I got to the tool room doorway.  Noi was already pulling on
the rope to try closing the overhead door.  Poor little one didn't have the
weight or strength to move that heavy security screen.  Moving him aside, I
pulled the door down and set the latch.
	When I turned to face them, Noi was already repeating his manual
performance of a week earlier.  Charlie gave in immediately and let the
little one have his way.  I did notice again that Charlie had a very stoic
expression on his face.  It was almost as though he had no real feelings
for Noi or his attention but was just going through the motions.
	Slick, eyes downcast, shuffled slowly toward me.  The tent in his
shorts was quite obvious.  As he got within reach, he looked up at me.  I'd
seen that look before - a frightened deer in the headlights.  "We only have
an hour before we have to be home," he informed me.
	"So do you want me to make you feel good again like last week?" I
asked him.
	"S-s-sure ... I guess," he stammered.  He remembered the routine
and slowly lifted his shirt off over his head.
	As he reached for the waistband of his shorts, I took his chin in
my hand and raised his head to have his eyes meet mine.  "Slick, only if
you really want to," I said gently to him.  "Only if you want to."
	He gave a shy smile, stepped back and lowered his shorts.  Same
shorts and same drawstring bag.  I pulled over a chair and sat.  Slick
immediately moved to stand between my spread knees.  I rubbed both sides of
his waist and thighs, then adjusted my attention to focus on that tight
little bag.  With a thumb and forefinger I began to jack him through the
thin material.  Slick leaned his head back slightly as his hips hunched
forward.  At least one part of him really wanted my attention.
	As I jerked, my mind kept returning to a series of questions for
which I needed accurate answers.  I needed to know as much as possible
about the relationship between these boys.  I had to know why Charlie
looked mostly disinterested until just before he came.  I needed to know
what got Noi so comfortable with servicing his older friend.  And most of
all, I couldn't rest until I found out about Slick's uncertain and almost
frightened look.
	Back to the subject at hand, I released the tie and let Slick's bag
drop to the floor after first releasing it from his hard fleshy peg.  I
pulled him to within a few inches of my face and alternately blew hot and
cold breath on his small throbbing cocklet.  After a few minutes I moved my
grip from his hips back to his smooth cheeks and drew him to me.  My lips
separated and he quickly was inhaled, balls and all.  I closed my lips
around him and gently licked, giving his toy a liberal coating of spit.
	Eventually I began sucking him, letting him back off and then
pulling him forward again with my grip on his boy ass.  After a few thrusts
I changed my grip, pulling his cheeks apart each time I pulled him toward
my mouth.  Soon my fingertips were touching lightly at his tight pucker.
He moaned and thrust a few more times, then backed away from me.
	With space once again between us, I glanced over to see that Noi
was totally naked and bent over, Charlie buried balls-deep in his little
boy pussy.  Charlie began to fuck slowly and Noi giggled wildly, obviously
enjoying their coupling.  Charlie still looked disinterested for the most
part, but he was obviously up to the task.  When I looked back at Slick, he
was watching the other two with a far-away look in his eyes.
	Suddenly Noi sang out, "I feel it.  I feel it."  Charlie had
stopped thrusting and stood still, buried deep within the young boy and
ejaculating.  Less than a minute later he pulled out.  Noi immediately took
a tissue and wiped Charlie's cock.  Then he put it in his mouth to finish
the job.  Charlie just watched his actions.
	Slick looked hurt, if anything.  To distract him, I again pulled
him into my mouth and began to suck.  He turned his attention to the
junction of my lips and his cock, but after a few minutes he again backed
away.  "I think we should get cleaned up and ready to leave," he said.  "We
were late last week, and we don't need to get in trouble at home."
	I reluctantly let him back away and begin dressing.  Charlie
already had his shorts up and was ready to go.  Noi had trouble with his
bag and was just bending for his shorts when I looked their way.  I was
greeted with the brief sight of a lovely little boy pussy before the shorts
were pulled up.  They were ready to leave.
	I gave each of them a can of soda to drink on the way home and
walked them to the overhead door, reluctantly opening it for them.  It had
to be, but I didn't want them to leave.  I wanted to talk with each of
them.  I needed answers to questions that were bothering me even more than
the previous week.
	Why did Charlie look disinterested in their sexual activities?  Was
he just going through the motions for Noi or was their a problem I might
help him with?  Why did Slick look so longingly at the other two.  Did he
wish to take Noi's place in the union with Charlie?  Did he want to take
Charlie's place with Noi?  And why the frightened deer look?  Was he afraid
of me?
	I waved as they walked down the drive, Charlie and Noi in front and
Slick shuffling along behind them.  All three turned and waved as they
rounded the end of the drive and were soon out of sight.

	For the next few nights my jack-off sessions were still intense.  I
also spent a lot of time troubling over my concerns for the boys.  For them
to be doing something done for enjoyment, why did two of them seem to be
not enjoying themselves?  I made up my mind that I'd get at least a few
answers the next time we met.

	On Tuesday of the following week I was at the shop trying to make
up for the lost time over the weekend.  I was taking a break and having a
smoke as the last of the other tenants left for the night.  Soon after he
turned out of sight I spotted a pair of red satin shorts coming out from
among the trees at the end of the drive.  Noi ran until he was within three
feet of me and then stopped.  He looked as cute as ever.
	"Hope you don't mind me coming by," he chirped.  "I waited until
all the other cars were gone so nobody saw me."  Little schemer.
	"No problem.  Want to go inside or just sit out here?" I asked.
Too late, he was already heading in the door.
	I followed and started to pull the door closed behind me.  No
complaints from the little one so I finished and latched it.  "Where are
the others?" I inquired.
	"Charlie has to help his brother cut the grass and trim the
bushes," he started.  "And Slick is out of town with his family for a few
days.  I didn't have nuthin' to do so I was taking a walk when I saw your
door open.  I waited until everyone left before I came up the road."
	Time for an answer.  "I thought you three were brothers," I said.
	"Nope.  We're not related at all.  We just like each other is all."
He smiled.  He then walked over to me and reached for my crotch.
	"I'm not sure you should be doing that.  After all, you're
Charlie's boyfriend, right?" I asked.
	"Charlie won't mind.  He knows I'm here, and he only said that you
can't do me," he sang.
	"You can touch me but I can't touch you?  That's not fair," I
pretend pouted.
	"No, you can't do me ... put your weenie in my butt," he explained.
"That's only for a boyfriend."
	"How long have you been Charlie's boyfriend?"  Maybe another
question answered?
	"Almost a year, since right after I turned seven," he responded.
"I'll be eight in about two weeks."  Wow!  Two answers with only one
question.  "So should I stop?" he asked.
	"No way!" I responded quickly.  "But let's do this my way, OK?"
	"OK.  What should I do?"
	I put my hand on his shoulder, turned him around and motioned him
to the tool room.  I closed and latched the door behind us after turning on
the lights.  "Take off your clothes and get ready to feel real good," I
instructed.
	"But I said you can't do me," Noi protested.
	"I have no intention of doing ... fucking you," I answered.
	His concern resolved, he quickly removed his shirt and those shiny
red shorts.  His red bag soon joined them on the floor.  "Now what?" he
asked.
	I grabbed him under the arms and lifted him, setting him gently on
a workbench.  Luckily it was clean and smooth so he didn't have to worry
about splinters in unpleasant places.  I moved him back from the edge.
"Lie back and relax," I instructed.
	When he had complied, I placed my right hand on his smooth stomach
and began rubbing gently in circles.  He giggled and said, "That tickles."
	"Just relax and enjoy.  The ticklish feeling will change soon
enough," I said.
	I slowly increased the size of the circles until I was lightly
brushing his nipples on each round.  They were the size of nickels and the
buds were perpetually hard.  He watched intently as I played with them.
Close your eyes and just concentrate on the feelings," I instructed.
	He wasn't too sure about that, but he did close his eyes.  I then
stopped the circles and paid attention only to his nipples.  I rubbed a
figure eight around both for a little while before concentrating on just
one.  I rubbed his left nipple gently and then squeezed lightly.  I then
set up a rhythm of rub, squeeze, rub, squeeze.  Soon my left hand was doing
the same with his right nipple.  The gentle squeezes got just a little
harder and he moaned in satisfaction.
	Continuing my play, I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.
He opened his eyes briefly and then closed them again.  As his eyes closed,
his mouth opened and his tongue popped out.  What a surprise for me!  We
locked lips and he taught me a few tricks about French kissing.
	When we broke the kiss, I gave him a butterfly kiss on the tip of
his nose.  He giggled and said, "That felt so good.  It feels good with you
rubbing my tits, too."
	"Your tits?" I asked.  "I didn't know that boys had tits."
	"That's what Charlie calls them," he responded.
	"OK, so you have tits.  And they feel nice," I said.  Then I leaned
over and whispered in his ear, "And I bet they taste nice, too.  I'll soon
find out."
	"Oooooh," he cooed as my tongue worked down his neck and headed for
my target.
	I circled his left nipple with the tip of my tongue several times,
then flattened my tongue and licked across the bud.  I continued this
routine while he cooed softly.  Then I locked my lips over that nipple and
began to suck lightly.  "Yeah, suck my tit," he chirped.
	I stopped sucking briefly and looked up at his face.  "I'm going to
keep sucking it, and I'm going to keep sucking harder and harder.  You yell
'Stop' when you've had enough.  Okay?"
	"Yup," he responded, eyes still closed and a contented smile on his
face.
	I again fastened my lips around his left nipple and started to
alternately lick and suck gently.  Then I stopped the licking and began to
suckle.  Each suck raised his little bud away from his smooth chest a
little farther before I released it to start again.  He yelled "Stop!" long
after I'd ever expected.  No female I'd ever known could have taken such a
hard tit-suck without long ago complaining.
	"Rest for a second and then I'll do the other one," I said.
	"I'm ready now," he responded.  So I complied and worked his right
nipple every bit as hard as I had the left.  When he finally yelled "Stop!"
again I was certain that he'd had enough.  And I was ready to move on.
	I moved back up to his face and once again engaged him in a
lip-lock.  As I did, my right hand moved back over his smooth stomach.  It
didn't stop there this time.  I kept moving until I was rubbing the front
of his thighs in turn.  The I worked my way to the inside of his thighs,
eventually getting his legs parted farther.  When there was enough room to
maneuver, My hand found it's target.
	Noi stiffened and moaned and my hand cupped his sweet little
cocklet and balls.  He soon relaxed and continued the kiss.  When the kiss
broke off I again whispered in his ear, "I already know how hard I can suck
your tits.  Now I'm going to see how hard I can suck your sweet little
cock.  Remember to yell when you've had enough," I reminded.
	I licked my way past those sweet little buds and continued down,
stopping briefly to insert the tip of my tongue in his navel.  He giggled
again.  Then I licked farther down until I was licking the area just above
his toy.
	I stopped and moved to the end of the workbench between his parted
legs.  Placing my hands gently on his inner thighs, I parted them even
father.  Then I leaned forward and placed the tip of my tongue on the
inside of his right knee.  I licked gently upward until I was at the base
of his tight little sack.  He began moaning and cooing softly again.
	I licked around his tight little sack a few times before beginning
to lick at the underside of his 2" stiffie.  His moans grew louder as I
engulfed his entire cocklet and held it in my mouth as my tongue explored
it.  Then I began to slowly bob my head as I gently sucked.  His breathing
had become labored and his groans louder, so I stopped.
	"Are you okay?" I asked him.
	"That feels so good," he replied.  "Nobody ever did that to me
before."
	"Charlie never sucks you?" I stammered, dumbfounded.
	"Nope," he said.  "He says I'm really his girlfriend and that's my
job.  I'm s'posed to suck him, not have him suck me."
	"That's bogus," I responded.  "All that matters is that you like
it."
	"I do," he quickly chimed.
	I stopped talking and went back to my gentle sucking.  He closed
his eyes again and went back to his moaning.  As I sucked, I slowly moved
my hands from his inner thighs to his butt cheeks.  They felt fantastic.  I
squeezed and kneaded as I continued to suck him.
	Then I backed off and looked at his face again.  "Do you really
like it when Charlie fucks you, or do you just pretend to like it?" I
asked.
	"I really like it," he answered.  "It makes me feel good inside."
	"I said I wasn't going to fuck you and I won't, but I can make you
feel even better than you do now if you want," I informed him.
	"How?" he asked.
	"My finger is about the same size as Charlie's cock.  How about if
I fuck you with my finger while I suck you?" I hopefully asked him.
	"Ummm ... that's really not doing me, so I guess it'd be okay," he
finally said.
	"Be right back," I said.  I went to the other room and returned
shortly with a box of tissue and a jar of Vaseline.  The Vaseline worked
good to protect the surfaces of my equipment, and now it would be even
handier.
	I got some of the lube on my middle finger and placed it on his
sweet little pucker.  I gently pushed some of it inside his rectum and then
added another finger-full to his rosebud.  I circled his entrance several
times, then slowly slid my finger in to the first knuckle.  He stiffened
slightly, then relaxed.
	"Did that hurt?" I asked him.
	"Nope," he replied.  "Just s'prised me is all."
	"You just relax then.  I'm going to start sucking you again.  As I
do, I'll slowly slide my finger all the way in.  Then I'll finger-fuck you
while I suck," I explained.
	Without waiting for a response I resumed my sucking.  He was
surprisingly tight, so I assumed that Charlie hadn't fucked him too many
times.  Even so, it didn't take long to have my entire digit firmly within
him.  As I sucked and began to finger-fuck his boy pussy, he giggled and
cooed.
	After just a few minutes his small body suddenly stiffened and then
relaxed.  I immediately stopped the sucking but held his cocklet in my
mouth and slowly tongued it.  I continued for about a minute and then
released his toy.  I looked up at him and asked, "So how did that feel?"
	"Awesome!" was his only response.  He was still struggling to get
his breathing under control.  When it was, he continued, "What was that?
What happened?"
	"That's an orgasm.  Cumming," I explained.  "You're too young to
squirt but it feels almost the same.  Pretty good, huh?"
	"So that's why Charlie wants me to suck him all the time.  That
felt great!" he sang.
	"Charlie might not like it, but I'll suck your sweet little cock
any time you want me to," I informed him.
	"And finger my butt?" he quickly asked.
	"If you want me to," I told him
	"Great!"  He started to sit up.
	"And just where do you think you're going?" I asked him.
	"It's your turn," he smiled at me.
	He pushed me back and slid off the workbench.  Then he reached for
a chair and told me, "Strip and sit.  Please."
	Who was I to argue.  I slowly removed my shirt and shorts.  When I
dropped my briefs, Noi's jaw hit the ground.  "Wow!" was his only comment.
I'm not all that large, but it must have seemed so to such a little boy.
My seven-incher was two inches thick and hard as it had ever been.
	Noi dropped to his knees between my legs and stared.  Then he
slowly reached out and wrapped his hands around my hard-on.  He felt it as
he slowly jacked it a few times.  Then he leaned forward and tentatively
licked the tip.
	"You don't have to do this if you don't want to," I offered.
	He responded by bobbing his head forward and taking almost three
inches into his small mouth.  His lips were stretched tight in the process.
He held it there and licked a little bit, then began bobbing his head.  I
knew I wouldn't last long.  All three boys had me so horny for the last few
weeks that I was sure to cum quickly.
	Sure enough, just less than five minutes into it I could feel my
nuts starting to tingle.  Release was coming soon.  "You might want to stop
now.  I'm ready to cum," I informed him.
	He looked up at me and tried to smile around my cock but he had no
intention of stopping or being stopped.  Oh, well.  I soon stiffened and
shot what must have been my largest load ever.  I don't know how, but most
of it escaped past Noi's tightly closed lips.  He sucked for a few seconds
and then stopped but did not release his lip-lock on my softening cock.
	When it was down almost to it's normal size he finally let go.
Then he immediately began scooping up the escaped cum, shoveling it into
his mouth as though he was starving and it was the only food available.
When that task was finished, he smiled up at me and said, "Awesome!" again.
	"That's the best blow-job I ever got," I told him.  "Where did you
learn to suck cock like that?"
	"Charlie taught me," he answered.  "And you just taught me a few
more things," he added with another smile.
	"Awesome!" I mimicked him.


To be continued?

This story is writing itself, but I do appreciate the feedback received so
far.  Sticky