Date: Mon, 30 Aug 2010 14:09:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mutual Desire (5)

A Mutual Desire
By
Storyguy22
(5)

   A few years back, when I had decided to have the pool put in, I was
ticked big time by the county requirement that my backyard be fully fenced
in. I realized that it was a safety issue, swimming pools being identified
by the overreaching government as an "attractive nuisance," but I hated
fencing of any sort, particularly the wrought iron variety they
preferred. The option I had decided to go with cost enough to blow a
serious hole in my pool budget, but I bit that bullet and had a solid
natural rock wall put up, a decision I had thanked myself for many times
over as the years passed. Not only did the wall protect from any random
encroachment to the pool from the green belt that ran along my rear
property line, it also provided absolute privacy for my back yard and pool
area, and I had discovered that it also served as a highly effective sound
barrier.

   Right now I was once again thanking myself for that wise decision as I
lay back on a comfortable lounge while I enjoyed the absolutely beautiful
sight of a very naked Chris frolicking in the sparkling pool water. He had
initially been a bit reluctant when I had suggested we skinny dip and soak
up the warm sun in the nude, but after I had explained the impenetrable
security of the wall and shown him the electronic locks I had installed on
both side gates which, when locked, could only be opened via either the
little remote that sat on the patio table or by someone in the backyard
manually releasing the locks. Once he was satisfied there was a zero chance
that anyone could surprise out back, he quickly stripped off his little
swim suit, and dove into the pool.

   I felt my balls stir as the naked little cutie climbed the ladder and
extricated himself from the pool and paused to shake the water from his
longish hair before he headed off in the direction of the diving board. His
slender body glistened wetly, and his cute little boyhood hung limply over
his taut pouch which was drawn up due to the coolness of the water, and I
smiled as he instinctively reached down to adjust his stuff.

   I don't know what it is with us guys that causes that, but in my
experience boys and men of all ages seem to always have a need to tug at
their prick whenever it is unencumbered by clothing. Next time you have
occasion to see a male remove whatever clothing that covers his penis,
watch him reach for it and tweak it in some manner without even thinking
about it. Weird, but in Chris's case, damned cute! Seeing him touch that
pretty boyhood of course made me want to touch it, but by now he was
already clamoring up on the diving board, providing me with an equally
stunning view of his perfect little bubble-butt in the process. The boy did
indeed have a sweet ass, and I had been giving that particular portion of
his anatomy a great deal of thought ever since he had implied an interest
in my further exploration of said masterpiece.

   "The Word," he had smart-assley replied yesterday following our swapping
of mind-bending blow jobs as I teased a fingertip over his pink little
button while telling him to just say the word if he was interested in
finding out some of the joys of anal play, and while it may well have been
wishful thinking on my part, I was none the less encouraged by his
attitude, and I had been thinking ever since of ways that I might take that
subject up another notch or two sometime soon.

   Chris began bouncing up and down on the springboard, and I gave him my
full attention, hungrily eyeing his sweet young cock and balls as gravity
worked its magic on the dangling parts as he bounced. The sight of him was
simply stunning, and I doubted that the world offered anything more erotic
than a smooth and slender boy on the cusp of fourteen years of age. His
young body was so perfect in every way, as though sculpted in the image of
the statue of David, and even his diving form looked perfect as he
gracefully arched into the air, his arms moving together in a perfect point
as he knifed into the water head first, barely causing a ripple.

   I watched as he surfaced and again shook his mop of hair before swimming
back to the ladder where he once more exited the pool. He walked toward me,
stopping at the table to retrieve a towel which he ran through his hair
roughly before draping it across his shoulders. He looked at me, and
grinned as I held out my hand, the fingers wiggling at him as I greedily
eyed his package. He got it quickly, and walked over beside me, and I took
his narrow boyhood in my hand, gently squeezing it as it quickly began to
fill out. It's pretty amazing how quickly a boy this young can go from
flaccid to full-on hard, and I'm guessing it may have taken Chris all of 15
or 20 seconds as I stroked him, and when he was fully rigid, I tugged on
his boner, pulling him into position where I could take his treasure into
my mouth and suck it.

   "Oh golly, Rob...that feels so awesome...! He croaked hoarsely.

   "Um-hum..." I mumbled around a mouthful of boy-cock, "and it tastes
yummy too!"

   He giggled, thrusting his small hips back and forth to slide his sweet
nail across my tongue several times as I took his tight pouch in my hand
and began working his balls around inside it. He groaned happily, his head
dropping back as he closed his eyes and savored my attentions and I sensed
that he could easily be coaxed to orgasm in no time at all if I kept at
it. As attractive as getting another mouthful of his sweet nectar was, I
kind of wanted him on the edge and extra-horny for a while so that I might
bring him along at a slower pace than before, my sinister plan hopefully
including a bit more of the ass play I so wanted to explore with
him. Keeping him keyed up and needing release might cause him to be more
eager for new sensations, I reasoned. I gave his rigid erection a couple of
more slurps, and then I let it go as I settled back against the cushion and
looked him u and down. His hard-on stood nearly straight out from his flat
tummy, bouncing slightly with his racing pulse, and he moved his hands to
his hips as he pouted at me, clearly not pleased by my backing off sucking
him. Ignoring his mostly fake pouty expression, I told him,

   "You know, Babe, I think you are beginning to sunburn...we better get
some sun screen on that sexy body of yours...sure don't want a sunburned
pecker now, do we?"

   His expression quickly changed to a giggle at my remark, and he shook
his head as he responded, giggling,

   "Oh, I don't know...if I got my dick all burned, you could spend a lot
of time kissing it to make it better maybe!"

   I sat up, and swatted his beautiful little buns as I told him,

   "Trust me, Little Buddy, you get that sensitive skin toasted not even a
soft mouth will feel good on it...lie down here, and let's get you oiled
up."

   I stood, and went to get the sunscreen oil off the table, and when I
turned back he had stretched out on the lounge on his back, that
scrumptious young boner lying stiffly along his soft little tummy. I licked
my lips, the sight causing my own erection to throb as I walked over to him
and dragged up a chair along side of him. I sat, and then leaned over him,
upending the jug of oil and squirted a long trail of it over his smooth
chest, causing him to jump as the cool oil contacted his sun warmed skin. I
trailed a couple more lines of the stuff across his tummy and then set the
bottle down on the deck. Using my palms, I began smearing the slick stuff
over his chest and shoulders, my fingers playing over his small nipples as
I went, and he groaned a low groan of pleasure. His rock hard boyhood
pulsed as I moved lower, rubbing the smoothness of his tummy with the oil,
and I let my slippery finger play over the sensitive head of his cock a few
times without really touching him there. He grunted, and called me a tease,
but there was a giggle in his sweet young voice when he said it. He was
enjoying this, no doubt about it, and I added more oil to the mix, my hands
roaming over his satiny skin everywhere, everywhere that is but his rigid
young cock and tingling balls.

   I oiled up his beautiful legs, and then took a long time running my
hands up and down them, savoring the smooth firmness of them. I even worked
his cute little feet for a bit, his peals of giggles enchanting as I
tickled his smooth soles without mercy, and then I moved up, gently
kneading his smooth thighs until my fingers brushed his smooth ball
sack. He was all but panting as I added oil to his plump scrotum and then
began gently working it, tugging his balls gently, and when my slippery
hand finally seized his rigid stalk of boyhood, he groaned loudly, his
narrow hips bucking upward to drive his hardness into my hand.

   "Easy there, Tiger...slow down...we're just getting started here...take
it easy, and just relax and enjoy." I told him, still stroking his ever so
slowly.

   "Oh God...!" he moaned, "It feels so...good...amazing...!"

   "Good, it's supposed to...now just relax, Baby...and go with me, okay?"

   He closed his eyes, his head nodding his assent and I moved back to his
balls, my oily fingers working the soft skin and the nuggets within. I
dipped my finger behind his sack, and pressed up against the tender place
there, and his legs went wider apart, as he lifted his hips slightly,
improving my access to his nether region. I let my slippery finger slid
deeper, and then dipped it into his warm crease, moving ever closer to my
objective, and he dropped a forearm over his eyes, a long sigh expelling
from his chest. Locating his tiny pucker I ran my fingertip along the
little ridges of muscle that surrounded the opening, and he whimpered
softly. I traced his oval several times, making no attempt yet to enter him
as I allowed enough time for him to get accustomed to being touched in such
an intimate place, and when he offered no signs of resistance or discomfort
with my touching him where I was certain he had never before been explored,
I pushed his pleasure level up a notch by lowering my head to take his
rigid nail into my mouth once more.

    The combined stimulus produced a series of soft groans from Chris, and
his cute little butt seemed to press back against my finger when I added a
bit of pressure against his anus, so I decided to take things to the next
level. I released his stiff boyhood, and he gasped loudly when the contact
was broken, and he quickly dropped his hand down to grasp his erection and
pump it as I had been doing with my mouth. Fearing that he might ejaculate,
I took his hand away and told him to take a breath and wait, that I had
another surprise for him that would be far better than a simple jerk off,
and as he settled himself back on a pillow with a groan of frustration, I
reached into the nightstand drawer and got the lube I kept there. I quickly
applied a generous dollop of the slick gel onto my fingers, and then moved
back to probe his pucker as I once more took his oozing boner into my mouth
and sucked it. I smeared the lube around his opening, and then centered my
index finger on it, and gently pressed forward, going slowly against the
tight resistance until my digit slipped past his ring and slipped up inside
him to the first knuckle where I stopped, giving him a chance to adjust.

   "Umph...oh gosh...!" he hissed as I felt him respond, the inner muscles
of his rectum tightening against my invading finger.

   After a few seconds, I dipped a bit deeper into his warm tightness as I
worked my finger around seeking his magic button as I continued to bob over
his rock hard boyhood, the slurping sounds I was making mingling with his
small grunts and gasps. I felt the firm nub of his prostate slide under my
fingertip, and I kept it there, wiggling it over the small bump steadily as
I continued to slurp his cock, the tartness of his freely flowing juices
causing my taste buds to ache along my jaw line. His hips rolled up and
down as I continued to massage his sweet spot, and his breath became loud,
and ragged as he built toward orgasm, and this time I let him have his way
as I stepped up the pace of my sucking, eager now myself for his rapidly
approaching ejaculation. The volume of his precum was constant now, and as
I pressed firmly against his sensitive gland he thrust sharply upward and
let out a loud growling sound as I felt his boyhood buck sharply, and a
split second later his warm sweetness spurted into my mouth in strong and
rapid bursts of tasty boy cum.

   Each time I had sucked him I had been impressed with the volume of his
offering, but this time was way over the top, his ejaculate quickly
flooding my mouth so that I was forced to swallow it to allow space for the
next, and the next ribbons of semen that quickly presented. Finally the
flow slowed to weaker dribbles and I sensed a beginning of a loss of
hardness in his cock, and slowed my sucking to a gentle suckling as his
orgasm began to wane slowly. As his boyhood went mostly soft in my mouth, I
let it go as I carefully eased my finger from his gripping little hole. I
planted a soft kiss on the perfect knob of his cock, and then I moved up to
stretch out beside him, and as I gathered his trembling body to me, I took
a moment to fully appreciate his youthful beauty. His sweet face was
brightly flushed and lightly sweating, and his soft hair slightly stuck to
his damp forehead and his long and curly eyelashes batted repeatedly as he
exhaled deeply, and gave me a weak smile. I winked at him, and pulled him
close as I buried my face in his longish hair, savoring the boyish scent of
him as I ran my tongue through my mouth to relish the lingering flavor of
his essence in my mouth. He pressed his lean body against me, and I felt a
final shudder pass over him as he broke the sudden silence in the room as
he said, breathlessly,

   "Oh man, Rob...how amazing was that...?....wow, oh...wow...what was
that, anyway?"

   I chuckled, gently stroking him as I answered,

   "You enjoyed that, I gather...pretty intense, I know...that is what's
known as a prostate massage...coupled with a well applied blow job...and
let me tell you, Baby...it was just as intense on my end...I love how your
body lets go...how you get into it...and your cum was as delicious as
always...just more of it this time, and that's a good thing, trust me!"

   He giggled softly, and snuggled in closer as he whispered against my
chest,

   "Rob...man...you are so amazing...making me feel so many awesome
things...I'm really glad that I met you...really, really glad!"

   "And I'm glad that you're glad, Baby...and as for "awesome
things"...there's more, Baby...so much more!"

   He sighed loudly, and replied,

      "Awesome...!"


(Story Continues)
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