Date: Thu, 1 May 2008 14:42:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jody (5)

   As it had been from the moment I had met this stunning boy named Jody,
the time I enjoyed with him seemed to simply fly, and as much as I wanted
to just keep him naked on my bed, I realized that the afternoon had faded
to evening already. I was aware that Jody's Granddad had a bit of a ritual
established regarding his dinner hour, and I didn't want to delay the boy
to the extent that the old man might become curious about Jody's
whereabouts while he strived to strike it rich with his gold pan. So, with
a sigh, I ran my hand down the silky smoothness of his torso, and then
gently gathered his succulent boy package in my hand, and massaged it, as I
told him,

   "I could lie here with you like this forever Jody, but, I'm afraid it's
getting close to dinner time, and we don't want Grandpa wondering where you
are, right?"

   He frowned, and his eyes settled on my hand fondling his pretty boyhood,
and he sighed as well, and then replied,

   "Me too Rob...I love how good it feels for you to touch me like you do,
and I wish it would last forever too...but I guess you're right...Grandpa
really hates for dinner to be late...I should go, I guess."

   His sculpted penis had once more responded to my gentle stimulation, and
it now pulsed nicely firm in my grip which only made it that much more
difficult to consider letting go of it. I rubbed the spongy knob with my
thumb, and he shuddered with the sensations of the touch to the highly
sensitive glans, and I lowered my head and slid the whole of it into my
mouth and sucked it, as Jody arched his back and thrust his hips so that
every bit of his boyhood buried itself into my mouth, and his scant crop of
silky pubes tickled at my nose.

   "Shit...that feels soooo good Rob...you keep doing that, and I'm not
gonna give a shit about Grandpa!" he chirped.

   I knew he was speaking the absolute truth, so I suckled the delicious
little staff a bit more, and then backed away, as I told him,

   "I hear that Champ, believe me, but...well, we really can't afford to
stir up Granddad."

   He frowned again as I backed off his erection, but nodded his head and
reluctantly rolled off the bed, and stood up. I looked him up and down,
longing for my digital camera to capture his breath taking beauty as he
stood there naked, his very hard boyhood preening off his snow white groin
at a nearly ninety degree angel. I admired the dangle of his hairless pouch
of balls, and the perfection of his coltish legs, and, as he moved away
toward the door, I actually groaned as I feasted on the sight of his pretty
little butt as he went through the short hallway to the living room to
retrieve his hot little Speedo. I got up, and followed him into the living
room area, and we both got back into our swim suits. A sinking feeling was
creeping over me as I considered the finality of the situation with letting
him go. There was absolutely no way I was ready to give up on any
possibility of more quality time with Jody, so I asked him,

   "Jody, how do you suppose your Granddad would feel about you going out
again after dinner...like maybe telling him you want to go play some video
games, or whatever?"

   He grinned at me, instantly catching my drift, and he answered,

   "Like he would even actually know if I went out...he's like snoring in
his chair before I get the dishes cleaned up...hey, I know...after he falls
asleep I can just leave a note to say I'm at the arcade...just in case he
wakes up, which is actually not very likely!"

   I liked it; I liked it a lot in fact, so I said,

   "That sounds perfect Dude...and once he is sleeping, and you leave the
note, what are you actually going to do then?"

   Giggling, he quickly yanked down the front of his bulging Speedo and
flashed that sculpted young boner at me as he squealed,

   "I'm gonna come back over here and...well...cum!"

   I broke up laughing, and reached down to fondle that sweet erection
briefly as I told him,

    "An excellent idea Champ...and exactly correct, too!"

   With that, he hurried off for home, and I headed off to a long hot
shower as I eagerly anticipated the boy's return, and, the further
"cumming" he had so impishly referred to.

   "OHhhh Jeez, Rob...shiiit...that's really amazing...!" cooed Jody, as I
worked my tongue over his tiny pucker, and then lapped my forward to suck
his scrotum, moving back and forth between the two points of pleasure.

   I made no comment, and continued my ministrations while I savored the
fresh tastes and scents he was giving off. He was flat on his back in the
middle of my bed, with his slender legs open, and bent back so that his
knees nearly touched his smooth chest while I lay face down with my face
buried in the apex of his legs while I tongued him hungrily. I washed over
his tight little bud some more, and then moved back to take the whole of
his scrotum into my mouth and I sucked his tender balls as I moved my
finger to his entrance and worked it around the small oval repeatedly. Jody
squirmed on the bed, small mewing noises coming from him, and when I added
sufficient pressure so that my finger eased past his tight ring and slipped
a tiny bit inside his hot little pucker, he grunted, and hissed,

   "AGgg...jeez...you got it inside me...wow...!"

   I resisted the urge to push deeper inside him and instead held my finger
still, letting him adjust to the new sensation for a moment. The soft
warmth of the tissue surrounding my finger was incredible, and the way he
had tensed his muscles made the grip feel like a vise. I wiggled the
fingertip slowly, and asked him,

   "Are we good, Champ...?...this can be really special, but, I don't want
you hurting either..."

   He grunted again, and I felt his sphincter tighten again around my
finger as he huffed,

   "Yea...it's good...not like a hurt...just...not sure...but I like it."

   Keying off that last bit, I decided that he was fine with what I was
doing, if a touch unsettled with the strange sensation of being penetrated,
so I reached out my free hand to grab the lube I had earlier stratigicly
placed on the bedside table, and then eased my finger out of his hole while
I added a generous dollop of the slippery stuff to it. At the sudden loss
of my finger, Jody had lifted his head off the pillow to look down at what
I was doing, and I glanced up to see a questioning expression on his sweet
face, and the crinkling of his little pug nose, so I told him,

   "Just relax Babe...this stuff is called lubricant...it makes things nice
and slippery so all this feels really good...maybe a little cool feeling at
first is all...now, just try to really relax, okay...?...let all these
muscles back here go all soft if you can...easy now..."

   I extended my greasy fingers into his snug little crease again, and then
dragged it over his pucker, and he jumped at the wetness briefly, and then
settled back onto the pillow, and his body relaxed again. I spread the gel
around some, and then withdrew to reload with another good sized blob of
the gel, and then eased back into place, and with a slow and gentle
application of pressure, I slipped my finger up inside his tightness to the
first knuckle.

   "OHhh Shit...!" he snag out, and I stopped again, waiting, as I said
softly,

   "Relax Jody...easy...just relax, and breathe easy..."

   He gasped a time or two, and then shuddered as he exhaled loudly, and
nodded his head, so I pushed again, this time easing the full length of my
finger inside his butter soft warmth. His sphincter clamped tightly around
my finger, and then, ever so slowly the grip softened as his ring relaxed,
and expanded to accommodate my digit. He inhaled a few breaths, and then I
slowly withdrew, leaving only the fingertip inside him for a moment. He
seemed fine, if very excited, and his cock was as hard as a steel rod
against his groin, so I gently pushed my finger back into him again, this
time fishing for his small prostate, and I slid my finger over it, pressing
it gently.

    "AWwww SHIT...! He yelped, "Whoa...what is THAT?"

   I pressed on it again, and he bucked his hips upward, his gripping
little tunnel grabbing at my finger, and actually pulling it deeper into
his amazing tightness.

   "That is your sweet spot Champ," I answered, and then pulled back on my
finger so that I hit the hard little bump again on the way out.

   In and out I went, finding a steady rhythm, and making sure to press on
his gland with each pass, and in a minute or two he had the rhythm down, as
he tightened and relaxed his muscle in sync with my probing him. His
slender body would shudder and convulse each time I fingered his sensitive
little button, and I watched a small river of clear fluid ooze from the
pretty knob of his boyhood, and his breathing turned shallow and rapid as
his orgasm built quickly to a crescendo. I knew he was highly excited, and
close, so I used my other hand to grip his throbbing young erection, and
pump it up and down as Jody's head rolled on the pillow, and he uttered a
steady stream of little noises as his small hips thrashed on the mattress.

    "Oh shit Rob...oh shit, oh shit...! He chanted.

   "Good boy Jody...!" I told him, pausing my in and out fingering to press
steadily on his hard little button as I worked his drooling erection. "Just
go with it Champ...let it go buddy...!"

   He groaned again, and thrust his little butt upward as I continued to
press against his prostate, and then he blurted, loud enough that I briefly
worried about him being heard by some nosy neighbor,

    "AGGgggg...SHIIIIIT...gonna...CUUUM...!"

   His cock bucked in my grip, the tiny slit in the knob flaring, and a
thick ribbon of his creamy nectar ejected forcefully to arch into the air
before splattering over his torso. He bucked again, and another streamer
sprung forth, and then another, the forceful ejaculation finally reducing
to much weaker dribbles of the creamy stuff that slithered down to coat my
still pumping hand. Jody gave one last shudder, and then sagged back into
the mattress, his smooth chest rising and falling rapidly as he gulped in
air. I released his wilting boyhood then, and eased my finger from his
pucker, and on impulse I leaned down and lapped up several pools of his boy
honey. I sat up, and smacked my lips noisily as I savored the flavor and
texture of his boy-honey, and Jody watched me, grinning, as he shook his
head, and said,

   "Jeez Rob...you really are something else...that might be, like, the
most intense feeling I have ever had!"

   I winked at him, grinning, as I replied,

   "Nope...not yet...but soon...very soon!"

   He giggled, again shaking his head as he mumbled,

   "No way...there's more...?...Dude, you must be kidding...how can it get
more intense than that?"

   I put my palm on his soft tummy, and smeared the still warm cum into his
soft skin as I smiled sagely, and answered,

   "Trust me little Dude...it can...if you're up for it, that is..."

   He went a bit serious then as he looked into my eyes and considered that
briefly, and then his lush little mouth formed an oval, as his forehead
furrowed, and he kind of squeaked, as he said,

   "OHhhh...jeez...I...um...you mean...shit...I know...you wanna...fuck me,
huh?"

   I winked again, and gave a small shrug, as I replied,

   "Well yea...it has occurred to me, actually...any thoughts about that?"

   Still looking at me slightly wide-eyed, his expression changed to one of
some apprehension, and some curiosity, and then he answered,

   "I think...yea...shit yea...I think I wanna try that, for sure!"

(To Be Continued)
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