Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2012 15:10:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Jones <aprof2motivateu@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Delinquent Godson, Part 11

My Delinquent Godson
Part 11
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Disclaimer: The following is a work of homoerotic fiction involving an
adult and teen. Do not read if it is illegal where you reside or if you
will be offended.



We set the massage table up in front of the fireplace. Even in July,
temperatures drop at night this far north. Plus, it seemed a nice
setting. I showed Ryan how to warm the massage oil, and lay down on the
table, fully undressed.

Ryan began with my shoulders and upper back. He couldn't stop observing how
strong they were "Wow Uncle John, I hope my back is like that some
day... Am I pressing hard enough..."

I encouraged him to just massage and not talk so much so I could get into a
relaxed space, and he did. Ryan's supple hands, gliding over each muscle
group, then his fingers pressing in as best he could to each tight part of
the muscle soon had me relaxing. He had been paying attention when I
massaged him as he was duplicating things pretty well so far.

Finally he completed my lower back, and moved to my buttocks.  I heard him
make a sucking in noise as he touched them for the first time, tentatively
at first then deeply. Soon he was using all his strength to massage each
muscle group. I felt my muscles relax fully, and my penis beginning to
engorge.

What happened next surprised me a first. He began to really reach down
between my inner thighs, ostensibly to massage them, but clearly also to
get a feel of my pendulous balls and my dick which was off to the left. It
felt great, and so I actually spread my legs out a little, giving him more
access.

Soon he expanded to massaging my perineum as well and he began to inch ever
closer to my anus.

"This OK so far Uncle John" he said in a voice that was huskier than his
normal voice.

"Yeah Great Ryan, feels wonderful. You just massage however you want, ok?"
I replied.

Soon I felt a finger over my anus, resting and massaging there. "This OK
Uncle John" he said.

"Yeah sure, but if you are going where I think you are, don't forget some
more oil on that finger" I said. He paused to put some oil in place, then I
felt his index finger glide into my tight hole.

I have always been a top, so I was as tight as anyone could be when he did
that, but it felt good and I sighed contently.

"Wow, that's really tight" I heard Ryan mutter, then he began slowly
fucking me with his finger.

Whether he had done some research on the internet or was a natural I don't
know, but he was massaging my prostate well and I could feel an orgasm
starting to build.

"Hey Ryan, much more of that and there is going to be a mess when I turn
over. Maybe you should massage my legs before I turn over" I said.

Ryan giggled and moved down. He also let his towel drop the the floor. I
couldn't see it, but I heard it fall.

Eventually he asked me to turn over and I did so, revealing 9 very engorged
inches with my huge cockhead literally draining precum one drop after
another like a faucet. There was a puddle on the table where it had been.

Ryan looked and licked his lips a little when he saw it, and his left hand
dropped to his own leaking penis. I stared at it a minute and said "wow
that seems to be going around Ryan", then laid back for him to continue my
massage.

The boy was a natural tease because he started massaging my face and ever
so slowly massaged down to my trimmed pubes, then all around them, taking
great caution not to brush against my now purple throbbing cock.  Just when
I thought he might give me some relief, he went to the end of the table,
and spent 30 minute massaging his way up from my feet.

I had not been this horny without release since high school and was praying
he would get on with it when I felt him cup my balls with his hand. Looking
down, I saw him bring his face down in front, and tentatively lick each
testicle.

"Oh yeah Ryan... Christ that feels hot" I said.

This seemed to encourage him as he continued to flick the surface of each
testicle with his tongue, while then inserting a finger and massaging my
prostate.

"Jesus Ryan... Oh God" I said in just abject overwhelming excitement.

Next, I felt his young warm tongue lick the precum off my dick, then swirl
around it once, twice...

"Oh fuck Ryan, I'm gonna cummm... Sorry" I said.

He planted his mouth on my cock as I shot once, twice, three, four, five,
six, seven, then eight times, crying out and bucking in the air as I did
it.

The champ didn't spill a drop.

It took me a minute to come down from all that and by then he was standing
next to the head of the table. I turned my head to the right and there was
his dripping penis. Taking it in my mouth, I slowly sucked and teased it
for about 10 minutes until he shot in my mouth, filling my taste buds with
sweet boy juice.

I stood up from the table, moved it and led Ryan into the bedroom where I
held him until we both fell asleep, naked and totally comfortable with each
other, fully in love.