Date: Mon, 20 Sep 2010 14:34:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mutual Desire (9)

Mutual Desire
By
Storyguy22
(9)

   I let Chris drive the boat back to the dock, and he did just fine, with
me taking over only to actually enter the slip as we landed. He had elected
to stay naked, which suited me just fine other than some mild concern
regarding the property caretaker that might turn up someplace. Not that I
really cared what he/she might think about a guy my age cavorting with a
naked thirteen year old boy, but it might prove somewhat awkward if it got
back to the guy who had loaned me the place.

   In any event, we managed to get back to the house without encountering a
soul, and once inside I relaxed regarding his nudity, my thinking being
that anyone approaching the place would knock before entering. I went to
the kitchen to round up some cold drinks for us, and when I returned to the
great room I paused, smiling as I stood there quietly watching Chris. He
had powered up the flat screen television, and was now sprawled out on the
huge leather sectional that faced it. His attention was fairly rapt on the
show he was watching while he was absently toying with his cute little
penis and tight pouch of balls. My own cock swelled to instant stiffness
inside my shorts as I watched him, one of my long held fantasies being to
be able to watch a young pretty boy like him play with himself this way,
eventually escalating to a full scale jack off, complete with a copious
spurting of that delicious young nectar. I stood stalk still, hoping he
wouldn't notice me standing there, and daring to hope that he would
increase his idle stroking into a realization of my fantasy.

   I was just beginning to feel encouraged with regard to my hopes as his
pretty cock quickly reached erection and he began a steady pumping of it
with his fist, but then the moment was shattered when he suddenly glanced
in my direction, his lush little mouth forming into an oval of surprise as
a burst of pinkness flooded his cheeks, and he quickly let go of his rigid
boner. I moved then, quickly crossing to the sofa where I put the drinks
down on the table, and sat down next to him. He looked a bit sheepish,
obviously very aware that I had been watching him play with himself, so I
leaned over and kissed his soft cheek, and told him,

   "Don't feel embarrassed, Baby, I think what you were doing was very hot,
and, I certainly can't blame you for playing with your pretty cock...hell,
look how much I like playing with it!"

   He glanced up at me as if to assess the sincerity behind my remark, and
then he grinned sheepishly, and kind of shrugged his narrow shoulders as he
replied,

   "Well, you playing with me is different, actually, but I wasn't even
really thinking about what I was doing...it just feels really good when I
do it, and it just sorta happens...a lot, actually."

   I chuckled, running my palm over his smooth thigh as I hungrily eyed his
rampant boner as it bobbed off his groin, and I said,

   "I understand that, Chris...I honestly do, and trust me when I tell you
that boys your age everywhere do it just as much as you do, and for that
very reason...it feels great...hell, I do it too whenever the urge hits me,
and there is the opportunity."

   He looked at me again, an expression of sudden dawning on his sweet
face, and he chirped,

   "Really...?...you jack off...?...wow...I didn't think that grownups did
it too...do you do it, like all the time like me?'"

   I laughed again, and replied,

   "Probably not nearly as much as you probably do it, but often enough
when no better outlet is available...I enjoy it, too...just that I'd much
rather share sex stuff with another person...especially of it's you...but
to tell you the truth, watching a boy like you jerk himself off has always
been a huge fantasy for me...I always thought it would be very hot to see
that."

That earned me another of those "are you serious" looks, and when I
interpreted the expression and nodded, he giggled sweetly, and blurted,

   "You want me to jack off while you watch me...?..cause I will...with
cum, and everything...I don't mind if you watch me...it might be sorta hot,
actually!"

      I grinned, quickly nodding me head and my fingers danced over his
pulsing boner for a moment as I murmured softly,

   "Baby...I would love that!"

   He giggled again, adjusting himself on the sofa so that he was lying
back, his head propped on the arm and his lithe body extended on his back,
his shapely legs splayed wide and his bobbing boyhood standing proudly tall
above his plump scrotum. God, he looked so slutty at that moment, and my
cock pumped a healthy ooze of my excitement into my undies as I watched him
slowly run his fingertips over his smooth chest, the fingers playing over
his small nipples as he watched me watch him. He closed his eyes then, and
I was riveted, my eyes following his every move as his hands roamed over
his succulent young body, trailing down over his soft little tummy, and
then down his thighs as far as he could reach. He brought his hand to his
balls, and gently cupped the smooth pouch, and his fingers prodded at the
tender nuggets within as he slowly moved his other hand to his pulsing
boyhood. He ran a finger over the nearly purple hued knob at the end of the
narrow stalk, and his body shuddered in pleasure as a low sound escaped his
mouth, and my own cock pulsed another dollop of wetness into my
shorts. Fuck this was every bit as hot as I had always imagined it, and the
boy hadn't even really gotten going yet!

   I watched as he fingered his little slit several times, his smooth
forehead furrowing each time he did it, and I made a groaning noise of my
own when he wrapped his delicate fingers around his rigid shaft, the other
hand still busy fondling his balls as he began a steady up and down
stroking on that beautiful young cock. I had imagined this amazing scenario
a million times, but not one of those occasions even came close to the
stunning sight before me at this moment, and I just sat there like a statue
watching it all unfold, very nearly even forgetting to breathe. Chris
seemed totally oblivious to my presence now, his eyes closed, and his face
an expression of utter bliss as he worked that perfect boy cock in a steady
rhythm, his small hips bucking back and forth as his excitement
escalated. I was practically drooling as I focused on the sweet nectar that
was seeping from the tiny slit on his knob which now glistened wetly in the
bright room light, and my taste buds actually were aching as I recalled the
slick sweetness of its taste on my tongue.

   Chris shifted then, and he drew one leg up, bent at the knee and splayed
to the side as his hand moved off his bulging ball sack. He dropped the
hand lower, fingers probing behind the smooth pouch, and then he dipped the
longest digit into his narrow crease, moving it until it hit its target,
his tiny pink pucker. He shifted slightly again, improving his angle of
attack and his legs spread wider as he probed that wrinkled little oval,
finally managing to penetrate the snug opening as his finger slid
inside. He grunted, and picked up the pace of his fisting on his rampant
boyhood while he worked the finger in and out of his hot little ass, and
with a groan he muttered,

   "You taught me this part, Rob...I never knew before this about how nice
it feels doing this, but it's freaking awesome!"

   I couldn't have spoken even if I was capable of forming a response. I
was simply incredulous, and utterly speechless, as I watched this beautiful
young boy pleasure himself by stroking his beautiful cock as he fingered
that hot little asshole, and I was actually dizzy with a desire to fuck
him. My cock was delivering a steady oozing of precum into my soaked
shorts, and as I watched Chris thrust strongly upward as with a growling
noise he began spurting his creamy boy-honey in high arcs that ultimately
splattered in thick streamers onto his tummy and chest. Watching his
precious fluid jet from that spurting cock, my balls erupted as well, my
semen erupting hands-free into my briefs in what was the first no-hands
climax of my life.

   Suddenly it was over, both of us panting heavily, and spent. Chris
shuddered strongly, and then slipped his finger from his little hole as he
sagged back onto the sofa panting. He released his wilting penis, and
looked down at the creamy mess of his torso, a wry grin on his face as he
looked over at me. I winked at him, and spread my legs, showing him the
huge wet spots at the front of my soaked shorts, and his eyes widened when
he realized what had happened. I grinned widely, and told him,

   "Baby, that was absolutely the most amazing thing I have ever seen in my
life...you are so incredibly hot...now, to put the perfect ending on all
this, you just lie there while I lick up all that yummy young cum you got
all over yourself, okay?"

   He giggled sweetly, and threw his arms over his head, his creamy and
hairless underarms taking away what little breath I had remaining, and he
arched his back, offering me his cum slimed torso, and I quickly moved to
dive right in, my tongue quickly swiping away the delicious fruits of his
labor of self-love. Thank you Dear God, I thought as I savored the sweet
tartness of his offering...thank you so very much!


(Story Continues)
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