Date: Tue, 27 Apr 2010 14:03:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Beach Boy (4)

My Beach-boy
By
Storyguy22

(4)
   I cuddled Adam for a while, savoring the stiffness of his pretty boyhood
pushing into my stomach as I lightly stroked the satiny smoothness of his
back, occasionally letting my hands roam over the perfect mounds of his
little ass. We even ventured into some kissing, and I was somewhat
surprised at how really pleasurable I found the act of taking his tongue
inside my mouth as I sucked it. His lush mouth was as soft as the rest of
him, and his full lips meshed nicely with mine, and judging from the low
mewing noises he was making around our dueling tongues I decided that he
enjoyed kissing as much as I did.

   My palms slid over his warm back once more, and I began gently squeezing
his taut little buns while he humped his hard cock against me, and I heard
his sharp intake of breath when I dipped my index finger into his warm
furrow, the fingertip gently probing at the wrinkled pucker that lay
nestled within. Sensing his pleasure at my explorations, I passed my finger
back and forth over his treasure several times, and then added just enough
pressure so that my first knuckle slid past his tightness.

"Ohhh yikes!" he hissed as I held my finger stock still.

"Problem..?" I queried, consciously keeping my imbedded finger still.

    A brief pause, and then he replied, "No...just kind of surprised me, I
guess."

   "Okay...but no serious discomfort, right...?...and I'm not freaking you
out, right?" I asked him.

   "It's all good, Rick...just new...you know I love anything you do with
me, Dude...and, I trust you, okay?"

   Music to my ears, actually, and I lowered my head to kiss him
again. With his attention partially diverted by the kiss, I pushed my
finger a bit deeper inside him, and he groaned around my tongue that filled
his mouth, so I stopped again. Breaking the kiss, I nuzzled the side of his
neck, and whispered,

   "God Baby, you're so tight and warm here...really amazing."

   He gave a nervous little giggle, and answered,

   "Yea...well, pretty much no-man's land, you know...?...and, um...what
has actually been there before, uh, goes the other direction."

   I chuckled, wiggling my inserted finger a little, and he grunted, and
said,

   "Jeez...that hurts kinda nice...go ahead...do it some more if you want."

   I chuckled again, pleased by his willingness to allow me to finger his
treasure, but I decided that he would have an easier time of it, not to
mention a hell of a lot more fun, if I incorporated liberal portions of the
lube I had nearby, so I eased my finger out of his tightness, and told him,

   "Hurts kind of nice, huh...?...cool...but let's go for no hurt at all,
okay...?...here Sexy, flip over for me."

   He made a funny little sound when my finger exited his chute, but he
quickly rolled onto his tummy, and pulled a pillow under his head as he
splayed his colt-like legs widely. Stunning was the word that came to mind
as I settled my hungry gaze on the perfection of his bubbly little butt,
and the added visual of his plump balls lying between his thighs caused my
rigid cock to throb strongly. I reached for another pillow, and wormed it
under his middle as he lifted that pretty ass to help me, and when I had it
in place he settled back down, the pillow raising his ass to the perfect
angle for what I had in mind.

   Reaching out, I ran my hands over his mounds, and kneaded the succulent
flesh before tugging the milky globes open so that the delicious pinkness
of his little oval was fully visible. I gasped softly, my mouth practically
drooling as I studied his unexplored and hairless perfection, and after
gently probing it a few times with my finger; I gave in to the compulsion
to taste him there. I lowered my head, his fresh and boyish scents washing
over my senses, and I swiped my tongue all over his firm mounds, and then
dipped it into his crease, and stabbed at his treasure again and again.

   "JEEZ...!" he blurted, his head jerking upward as I slurped at his tasty
center, my tongue worming into his tight opening.

   Undaunted, I kept right on lapping him, my hands firmly gripping his
tight little buns as I held them apart to improve my access.

   "Shit, Rick...!" he huffed, "That feels fucking awesome...!"

   "Um-Hum," I managed, my tongue madly exploring his tender core until I
had managed to penetrate him with the rolled tip of it.

   After that it got quiet, save for the titillating slurping noises I was
making as I licked him, and if the steady rolling of his hips was any kind
of sign, Adam was definitely enjoying himself nearly as much as I was. I
kept at him until I worried that my aching jawbone might actually lockup on
me, and then I reluctantly backed off, sat up, and picked up the tube of
lube. I worked the cap open, and as I did that I asked him,

   "You okay, little Bud...?"

   "OH God, yes...fuck, that is so good...man...who knew...?"

   I laughed, and upended the lube to squirt a generous dollop onto his now
glistening rosebud, and he gasped at the sudden coolness. I squeezed lube
onto my fingers, slicking them generously, and then I used my greased digit
to smear the wetness all over his hole, and then I eased my middle finger
into his tightness, penetrating past his outer ring, and easing the finger
fully inside of him.

   "SHIT...oh man...wow...amazing...freaking amazing!" he blurted as I
gently wiggled my finger around, relishing his heat, and tightness as I
probed his depth.

   Wanting to pleasure him on all fronts, I continued to work my finger in
and out of him while I bent down to lick at his scrotum and carefully take
his balls into my mouth, and he squirmed under my ministrations, his breath
rapid, and shallow. My God, he tasted wonderful, so fresh and boyish, and
his scents washed over my senses as I carefully searched for the small
nugget of his internal sweet spot. I located the hard little nugget, and
slid my fingertip over it several times, and Adam went part way into orbit,
nearly yelling,

   "Oh My God...what the...fuck...is...THAT...??...AWESOME...!!"

   "Easy now, Tiger...that's the spot I was talking about...nice,
huh...?...now, just go with the feelings...relax, and enjoy." I told him,
my finger moving steadily back and forth over his prostate magic button.

   He jammed his flushed face into his pillow, and he worked his sweet ass
against my finger, and I listened to his ragged breathing become a series
of gasps and grunts of pleasure as the orgasm built inside him. While I
steadily finger fucked his button I dug my other hand under him and grasped
his rock hard boyhood, a wide smile splitting my face when I felt the soggy
wetness of his free flowing precum coat my hand, and I stroked him in a
kind of loose sync with my fingering his hole, and in another few minutes
he hit the wall, the orgasm washing over him as he forcefully ejaculated
what seemed like a dozen strong spurts of his creamy boy-honey.

   "Fuck-oh-fuck...I'm dying...shit...oh shit, Rick...fuck me!" he wailed
as I pressed firmly against his tender gland and continued to milk his
wilting prick.

   "What's that, Baby-boy...?" I said to myself, "Fuck me", indeed...so now
you're suddenly reading my mind, or what...?"

(End Part 4)
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