Date: Tue, 7 Apr 2009 19:46:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tim Smith <mint848848@yahoo.com>
Subject: Massaging Kevin - Part 6

I don't remember why, but when I woke up, I was in a RV that wasn't my own.
What's even odder is Squirt was in bed with me.  A quick inspection with my
hand told me both he and I were naked.  It was still dark outside, but when
I looked over at my clock, it was gone.  No wait -- I already determined
I wasn't in my own RV.  Where was I?  Were we in his motor home?  He
stirred a bit and then put his hand to my chest.  He was on his left side
facing me and I could feel the unmistakable poking of his hard dick on my
side, just above my hip.  He ground it into me a few times and let out a
soft breath as he did so.  Once he found a comfortable position, he spooned
into me real tight and then played with my chest hair with his right hand.
I could smell his shampoo on his head which ended up just below my chin.  I
was reviewing in my head the situation which put me in this position.  I
couldn't remember.  Did his parents not return on time?  Did I get drunk?
None of this was familiar.  My thoughts quickly were brought back to the
present as Squirt found my left nipple and was swirling his finger around
it.  I tapped his back and he looked up at me and smiled.

"What am I doing here?" I whispered to him.

"Can I please have my massage now?" was all he answered.

I didn't answer him because I was still confused of the situation.

"Please?  You promised!  I did all my chores and washed my feet.  I took a
shower for like 10 minutes!  See?" he explained as he brought one of his
small feet up for my inspection.

Why the heck would I have told him to wash his feet?  I mean, I appreciate
clean feet when I massage people and will skip the feet if they're dirty
but I don't remember telling Squirt that.

"You want a massage now?  Why don't we do it in the morning?" I asked
trying to clarify the situation.

"That's like 10 hours away!" he whined.

Well that at least reduced the time period between our afternoon lunch and
now.  It's around 9 or 10pm.  After that, he climbed on top of me, chest to
chest with me on my back.  His hard dick was poking my belly and mine had
to be close to his crotch.  To see how close, I held him on both his sides
and slid him down until I felt his small scrotum on my dick head.  He
turned his head sideways and awaited my massage.  So I went to work.  I had
no oil but he was soft.  I was able to reach everything from his head down
to his upper thighs.  Although I never gave a massage in this position, I
just closed my eyes and pictured myself above him as normal and I was able
to do a pretty decent job based on his petite size.  Squirt was getting an
awesome massage.  Anytime I'm "into" the client, they get a better massage
then if I was just going through the clinical motions.  Lucky for Squirt,
this situation was extremely sexual for me and he was getting a massage
that not many others would ever experience.  I felt a familiar wetness
between my cock and Squirts ball sack which meant I was pre-cumming like a
fountain.  I spent a lot of time on his small but bubbly butt cheeks.
Again, I had "permission" to touch a boy's naked form and I wasn't going to
waste such an experience.  I repeated his massage on all the parts I was
able to reach three, four times.  My last time down his ass brought my
fingers into his crack further than before.  As I glided my four finger
tips over his rosebud, he sucked in his breath.  As the four fingers from
my other hand repeated the path, he moaned.  Very sexy.  I reached down to
my cock and coated my fingers with my pre-cum and repeated the massage of
his anus -- pressing a bit harder this time through.  He ground his
pelvis into my belly and let out a long soft purr.

"Hey buddy -- I need to get your legs but I can't reach them from here."
I said.

"You stay there.  I'll move for you." Squirt said as he pushed against my
chest to get up.

I could see his naked body in the dim light that was coming in from the
window.  His erection was obvious and seemed bigger than I remember.  Huge
actually.  Like he grew 2 inches.  And much thicker!  His balls were
hanging low and swung as he re-positioned himself.  Either the light wasn't
as good as I thought or this kid entered puberty real fast!  Before I had
time to determine that, the kid plopped back down on my chest.  I was in
heaven.  He was chest to belly and his beautiful ass was right in front of
my face.  His legs strattled my chest but were spread wide because my chest
is larger than my waist.  I could see his hairless ball sack squished below
his crack and his beautiful asshole was easily visible.  Thinking back, I
was so mesmerized with the view I had, I hadn't even thought about the view
Squirt had!  He was a small boy so I doubt he would have reached my crotch
but I'm pretty well endowed so I think I was damn close to his face!  I
began rubbing his ass cheeks which were much firmer than before.  His
stretched position made them taught and it became a new experience rubbing
this boy's ass and down his legs.  Up the inside of his thighs and bringing
my fingers between his ball sack and his upper leg -- on both sides
simultaneously.  This I repeated many times -- sometimes turning my
finger tips inward leaving my fingerprints on his balls.  The more I felt
him up, the more he writhed on my chest and the more I was drawn to his
sweet hole.  I was lost in ecstasy and what happened next was like I became
possessed and I lost control of my ability to deny myself from what I
wanted.  I grabbed his hips and pulled his ass to my face and I dove into
his crack with my tongue.  Up and down his crack and over his hole.  A
delicious mix of fragrant soap, sex (from my pre-cum) and a tiny boy musk
-- all mixing together to give me a high beyond any poppers I ever had!
I was careful not to dig too deep because I had some scruff from not
shaving and I didn't want to scratch the boy.  But apparently my concern
was unwarranted because the more I sucked, the harder he pushed his ass
into my face!  I settled in a position where my nose was dug deep in his
crack holding him back and my tongue was darting in and out of his
stretched asshole.  He pushed so hard backwards that I couldn't breathe
through my nose so I have to gasp for air in between my licking, no,
fucking of his asshole with my tongue.  He must have loosened up from my
petting because I could tell I was entering his hole a bit and that seemed
to make him happy.  For me, my high was even dizzier due to my lack of air
and in my mind, the situation converted into Squirt forcing me to eat out
his ass whether I wanted to or not!  He was thrusting his cock along my
chest as he pushed his ass further into my face.  This motion went on for a
while.  I have no idea if he was moaning because his legs were so tight on
my head that my ears were blocked.  All I could hear was the squishing of
my tongue from inside my head.  There were two extra heavy backward thrusts
-- the second pushed and stayed there.  I was so pinned against Squirt's
ass that all I could manage is a tiny wiggle of the tip of my tongue.
Right after that, I felt wetness on my chest as Squirt came on me!  It
turned me on so much that what happened next never happened to me before
(or since).  I too began to cum!  What was amazing is that I wasn't even
touching my cock!  Neither was Squirt!  Squirt released his ass from my
face and leaned forward to catch my flying cum on his face!  This turned me
on so much I couldn't stop cumming!  It felt like I was literally pissing
cum!  I couldn't see it but it was like my stream never stopped!  After a
good 20 seconds of the most amazing cum of my life, Squirt rolled off of me
and I looked down at an amazingly huge puddle of cum on my belly.  I looked
at Squirt and was completely confused as it was Kevin's face looking back
at me!  His face, neck and hair were completely covered in my cum as he
smiled back.  It was dripping off him onto the bed sheets.  The first thing
I thought of was -- oh my God -- evidence!

"Squirt, uh I mean Kevin -- we have to wash these sheets before they
stain!" I yelled.

"Don't worry -- the extra stain fighter formula gets anything out!" he
replied, but in a female voice.

What the hell?

The next thing I remember is waking up on the recliner in my camper.  The
TV was on with an informercial about an amazing stain fighting product.  I
was naked and hard.  I had to piss badly.  My head was foggy but it didn't
take long to realize I had the most amazing sex dream of my life.  I don't
know if it was with Squirt or Kevin (or both) but it was great.  I checked
my dick to see if I came in my sleep.  Nope.  I never had a wet dream.
I've jerked off from an early age and never let it build up enough to
warrant a nocturnal emission.

Since I had a hardon, I had to go outside to relieve myself.  Reviewing my
wonderful dream in my head, I thought the reason I felt like I was pissing
cum was because I really had to piss!  I went back inside and checked the
clock... 6:00am.  My mind was racing so there was no way I'd be able to go
back to sleep.  Between my dream, the activities that recently occurred and
those I hoped would occur today, I really was living in a fantasy period
that I just couldn't believe was happening!  I played with my balls and
gently teased my dick, and I managed not to stroke it too much.  If I
started, I would definitely have to finish and I wanted to be 100% for
today.  I remained hard after my piss and stayed that way about 25 minutes
until I made some coffee and turned on the TV to take my mind off sex.
After a while, I got up to check my email...  something I have been
neglecting to do for the past few days.  Then I realized I hadn't needed
the internet to jerk off to because of Kevin and Squirt.  I sifted through
all the junk and spam and reduced my emails to only 5.  I almost shit a
brick when I saw an email from the camp office from yesterday which had the
subject MASSAGE APPOINTMENT on it.  We have an arrangement that the guests
can schedule an appointment with the camp office and they email it into my
Outlook calendar.  If I missed an appointment, they'll really be pissed at
me!  Oh good.  It's today.  Oh good, it doesn't conflict with Jonas' 11am
appointment.  8:30am Lisa Trevits.  I looked in my files and see I massaged
her last summer too.  Must be her annual trip to camp.  I reviewed my
notes: Very attractive, mid 20's.  Comes with her boyfriend.  Likes deep
tissue.  OK: T/A/C NO: F. which is my code that means it's okay to rub her
tits, ass and cunt, but no fucking.  Apparently, I got her off last year
but she didn't go as far as to let me mount her.

8:30 came and eventually so did Lisa.  Didn't take much.  Some simple
massaging of her clit and she was in la la land.  It was fun, but I had the
boys on my mind the whole time.  If Lisa only knew the real reason my pants
were tented!  She paid me, squeezed my hard cock with a sly smile and left
around 9:45.  I stripped the table and put the sheets in my hamper and
headed to my outdoor shower to freshen up.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a "Hey -- what's up?" right
next to me while I was shampooing my hair.  I had to rinse my eyes first
until a smiling Kevin came into focus.

"Shit -- you scared the crap out of me!" I said to him.

"Sorry.  I would knock first, but your bathroom doesn't really have a
door." He said, still smiling.

He glanced down at my dick.  Still puffed, but not hard.  I glanced at him.
White T-shirt, tan cargo shorts, brown sandals.  Cute as hell.

"Where's Jonas?" Kevin asked.

"He's not coming until 11." I reminded him.

"Oh, I thought it was 10." He said taking out his mobile phone to look at
the clock.

I finished rinsing, turned off the water and dried off in front of Kevin as
if it was perfectly natural for a 14 year old boy to be watching a grown
man do this.

"That's okay.  You wanna come inside?  You drink coffee?" I asked.

"Ugh.  No way -- that stuff's nasty.  You gotta Coke?" he asked.

We went inside and I hung up my towel and slipped on some shorts and a
T-shirt.  I didn't want him to feel out of place with me staying nude. Even
though I loved seeing Kevin nude, I was also loving seeing him in `kid
clothes.'  He looked hot.  I grabbed a Coke from the fridge and handed it
to him.

"Why did you get dressed? He asked.

"Well you're dressed.  In fact, I didn't recognize you at first -- you've
been so liberal with your clothing lately." I joked.

"Well I told my parents I was going into town with another kid and his dad.
And I thought you always stayed dressed for massaging.  This is the closest
I had to what you wear." he explained.

"What if they see that kid and his dad around camp?" I asked.

"No -- they really are going into town.  They asked me to go but I said I
couldn't." Kevin explained.

He was a typical teenager.  Come up with a creative lie to tell your folks
to do what you want to do.  He was very good at it making sure he covered
all his bases!

"Well, I don't know if I told you, but one of Jonas' conditions is that we
are both nude when we massage him." I said.

"Oh.  Well guess it would be easier for me to get another blow job if I'm
naked!" he said with a big grin.

"You're assuming that will happen.  I think he's expecting us to be the
ones giving the pleasure." I said.

"A happy ending?" Kevin asked.

"Maybe even more." I said snickering in my head that he knew that term.

Kevin seemed a bit taken back.  He's mature in many respects but he's new
to the many facets of sex.  Albeit he certainly has touched on a LOT of
them this past week!

"Don't worry buddy, you're not going to have to do anything you don't want
to do.  The setup is that I'm supposed to teach you how to properly massage
a person.  He's very attracted to you and will probably be happy just with
you touching him.  Like I said yesterday, if he needs more, I'll do it."

"You mean blow him?" he asked bluntly.

"Yes." I answered.

"Do you blow all your massage people?" he asked.

"No. Not all." I answered.

"How do you know who wants to be blown?" he continued his interview.

"I don't know.  Sometimes they ask and sometimes it just feels like it is
the natural next step to their relaxing experience." I answered honestly.

"Do you like doing it? He asked.

"Sometimes, yes.  It's fun for me.  But after doing massages a while, it's
less sexual and more to get a big tip.  I've gotten a hundred dollars for a
3 minute blowjob!" I admitted.

"A hundred bucks?  No way!" Kevin said amazed.

"Way!" I said back, messing his hair.

It was easy to see he was getting turned on by our talk.  His cargo shorts
were tented, although I doubt he knew it.

"So my mom tipped you, right?  How come you didn't blow me?" he asked.

"Last time I checked, it's illegal to do that!" I answered.

"Oh like that stopped you with the other stuff you've done lately!" he
snapped back.

He had a good point.  If I knew we would have done so much stuff, I
definitely would have sucked him dry that first day.  But then again, I
liked how our `games' have progressed.

"And besides, I probably would have cum in like 30 seconds like I did with
Jonas!  That was kinda embarrassing.  Don't laugh if I do it that quick
today!" he said.

"Well the person blowing you needs to play a part too!  If they're good at
it, they'll bring you to the edge and then back off." I explained reviewing
my technique.

"Let me guess, you're good at that?" he asked.

"I'm the best!" I bragged.

"Prove it!" he challenged me.

"Okay, I'll show you with Jonas later." I teased.

"I wasn't talking about proving it with Jonas!" he teased back.

"Your dad?" I continued.

"No nimrod -- ME!" he said as he pushed his hips forward putting his
tented shorts on display.

"I don't know about that.  I guess I could do it to prevent your
embarrassment later." I said.

"Huh?" he looked puzzled.

"Well let's just say I, as a favor, get you off by expertly sucking your
incredibly sexy 14 year old cock and then drink your sweet boy cum..."

"Yea?  Sounds good so far!"

"I would think that you'd have no trouble getting hard again for a second
round with your new boyfriend Jonas..." I continued.

"He's not my boyfriend but yea -- I usually stay hard after I cum until I
either cum again or just do something very non-sexy." he answered.

"So then if Jonas can't keep his mouth off of you, you'll make him work for
his reward this time!" I concluded.

"Right!  It always takes a lot more to get me off a second time!  That's
brilliant!" he said as he started unbuttoning his shorts.

"What are you doing?" I asked already aware of the answer.

"You're going to suck Kevin Junior." he said with a new look of desperation
and dominance on his face.

No further words were spoken.  I sat down on my couch and motioned for him
to walk to me.  He dropped his shorts down his legs on the way over and
stepped out of them wearing only his T-shirt and sandals.  He stood in
front of me with his young hard cock tenting his long shirt which I lifted
over his head leaving him naked and hard in front of me.  I inspected his
incredibly beautiful hairless body and perfect physique.  I previously
studied him on the massage table, but he was even more incredible standing
with everything positioned as a boy should be.  It's hard to explain what I
mean.  Laying on the massage table, he's flat here and scrunched here.
Standing in front of me, his ball sack hung low in the summer morning warm
humidity, his long lean arms hung at his sides with only the start of
developing biceps.  And the V that formed from his torso to his crotch was
well defined.  I grabbed his hips and turned him.  That incredible ass that
I ate out just hours before in my dream was right there.  I grabbed his
globes with each of my hands and squeezed.  I parted his crack and stared
at his perfect anus.  I was lucky enough to get his permission for a blow
job.  I didn't want to risk going in for a real life ass licking at this
point.  I rubbed my hands from the backs of his knees, over his ass and up
his smooth back -- enjoying the smooth, silky, hairless skin that passed
underneath my hands.  I turned him around again but kept my hands on his
ass.  I looked up at his face and saw that same look of desperation, now
mixed with anticipation of the purest form of pleasure a boy can
experience.  He got a sample of it yesterday -- it was my goal to show
him just how good oral sex can get!  I pulled him closer to me and was
pleased how perfectly his height matched my sitting position.  His cock was
at the perfect height.  He was harder then I've ever seen him.  His cock
was practically up against his belly, a position I've only seen when he was
laying down.  I brought my tongue to the underside of his head and flicked
it very lightly.  He shuttered the moment I made contact.  I followed that
with a full tongue bath from his head to his balls which I then gently took
in my mouth.  They were smaller than I was used to and I was able to get
both in my mouth simultaneously.  His hairless balls brought back memories
of doing this as a kid myself.  Naturally hairless balls just taste
different than shaved ones.  I continued to squeeze and massage his ass
during this -- allowing my mouth to do all the work up front.  I peeked
up at Kevin's face before I went up the left side of his shaft with my
lips.  His mouth was open, his breathing was fast and I would imagine his
heartbeat was very rapid!  Once I reached the tip, I was able to overcome
the resistance his cock had holding against his belly by slipping my lips
over his head.  Kevin moaned a series of "Oh my God"s as I worked my tongue
around his head and rim.  I remembered what a quick trigger he has so I
stopped my tongue flicking and just held his cock head in my mouth, closed
my eyes and made sure I took a mental picture of what was in my mouth.  A
perfect 14 year old boy's cock, hard as steel, with an incredibly soft skin
covering, twitching every time I moved my tongue a millimeter.  I tasted
precum.  Sweet and salty.  His cock head was swelling which was a sign for
me to cool things down.  I went off his head and down his right side and
lapped his balls again.  I went up and down his shaft over and over.  It
was extra slimy because my mouth was watering like I had a delicious meal
sitting before me.  He starting whispering for me to suck it again.  His
whispers changed to begs.  He used my name to beg.  "Please CJ -- suck my
dick.  Please?"  It sounded so incredible hot -- his immature voice
begging for the most intimate thing.  How many of you reading this wish for
this every day?  And I'm actually experiencing it!  I did as commanded and
took his entire cock in my mouth and went down until his sparse pubes
touched my nose.  I clamped my mouth around it and enjoyed the feeling of
it in my mouth.  I may never get this opportunity again so I began softly
chewing it with all the soft parts of my mouth.  It was so damn hard.  It
was so damn good.  Kevin grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me
harder onto his dick.  He likes to get deep throated.  I let out a soft gag
and he released me with a whispered "sorry."  Next, a series of very wet
strokes in and out of my mouth made Kevin say a long "yeeaaahhhh."  He took
over the rhythm and started to fuck my face, slow but with a sexy swagger
that proved he was going to be naturally good at fucking.  My hands felt
his ass muscles flex with each inward push and then fill up again on the
outswing.  I pictured myself behind him watching him fuck.  Seeing the
movement of his lean ass as it pumped.  Again his head was swelling so I
pulled away to work a less sensitive area.  But I couldn't!  Kevin had a
grip of my head and wouldn't allow me to pull away!  In fact, his pace
quickened!  I could play this game too.  I pretended to resist and
struggled to get out of his grip.  I hummed the words "Stop!  Let me go!
What are you doing?" but I knew exactly what he was doing and the last
thing I wanted was for him to stop!  His pace picked up and I had to
concentrate to match his rhythm to make my tongue press up against his
shaft and the underside of his head every time he pulled out and then to
open wide for his return in so he wouldn't scrape my teeth.  He went even
faster.  He was moaning -- no mistake he was a boy.  He had that immature
boy sound that I remember from jerking off with my friends in my tree
house.  A drop of sweat fell from Kevin's head onto my cheek.  He was
fucking my like a rabbit -- a pace only a boy could do.  My jaw was sore
but I was not going to stop until he was done.  I moved my right hand from
his ass and grabbed his ball sack.  It had retreated quite a bit -- ready
to release a load into my mouth.  I pulled his wrinkled skin -- probably
beyond comfort under normal circumstances but if Kevin is like me, the pain
of this only added to his overall pleasure.  He moaned differently, but
didn't stop.  I pulled a bit harder.  His short "Ah, ah, ah"'s made him
sound like a girl -- his voice pitch I've never heard higher.  I said
earlier I am good at giving head and knew just the thing to take back
control of this blowjob and make Kevin give me his sweet boy cum.  My left
hand released the death grip of his ass cheek and I took my thumb and
rubbed his taint -- just behind his balls.  I pressed up and went front
to back and in 6 seconds, Kevin let out a moan that could definitely be
heard outside my RV but I didn't care because right afterwards, I was
swallowing a huge wad of his boy juice.  He released his grip of my head
which allowed me to finish him off the way I wanted to.  He steadied
himself on my shoulders as I squeezed every last drop from his rock hard
shaft.

"Please stop!  It's sooo sensitive!" he begged between his heavy breaths.

I did as told.  I looked up at him and he had a look on his face I've never
seen on him.  He was sweating and the tips of his hair were wet.  He was
panting and his chest was heaving and hoeing like he just ran the 100 meter
dash.  Like he just WON the 100 meter dash.  He had that look as if he was
victorious.  He finally looked down at me and said "Oh my God" as his knees
bent and he fell onto my lap.  I quickly hugged him and laid sideways on
the couch bringing his naked, spent body with me.  He snuggled on top of me
and lay his head into my chest - his breathing eventually slowing down to
normal as I hugged him tight, gently scratching his back with my finger
nails.  He was experiencing his first major euphoria and I was glad it was
with me.  I felt his erection against my leg and I'm sure he felt mine too.
We laid like that for 10 minutes not saying a word to each other.

Kevin broke the silence, "It's quarter of 11."

"Oh crap!  We have to get ready." I said tapping his naked butt to
encourage him to get up.

We both reluctantly unpeeled ourselves from each other.  Kevin stood before
me and he looked like he just had sex.  His cock was soft now -- still
puffed but pinker than usual.  He was still sweating (it was really humid
that day) and he was stumbling a bit -- trying to regain the use of his
legs.  The room smelled like cum.

"I have to put fresh sheets on the table.  You need to take a quick
shower."  I said.

"You may want to also change your clothes!" Kevin said pointing at the
precum puddle in my crotch and the sweat soaked shirt I was wearing.

It was a combination of my own and Kevin's sweat mixed together.  I don't
think I'll ever wash that shirt.  I'll be sniffing that long after Kevin
leaves!  We both headed out to the deck naked -- me to tidy up the
massage tent and Kevin to wash up in my outdoor shower.  Jonas was due any
time and I would guess he won't be late.