Date: Tue, 25 Jan 2005 14:29:19 -0800
From: Bob Hook <bobhook10@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Good Friends Boy (Part Three)

The night passed slowly, with frequent wake-ups, as my mind couldn't seem to
stop mulling over the myriad of thoughts I was having regarding tomorrow,
and Jason. Was I reading his signals correctly, did he actually want what he
seemed to be conveying? Probably, yes, I decided, being nearly twelve, with
his body slipping rapidly into puberty, creating all those crashing
hormones, and the resultant state of near constant horniness that we all can
remember so well, would embolden him to reach out for someone to  experiment
with, or to learn from. The boy and I had been close for some time now, and
he genuinely seemed to like me, and be comfortable around me. Also, I was
older, and it was logical to assume he would expect me to have experience in
things sexual to share with him, and, probably most important, he felt a
trust in me, far more so than choosing one of his young friends to open up
to would offer him. Yes, I argued to myself, he is probably ready for this
step in his tender life, and he has chosen to share it with me!

Staring at the dark ceiling of my bedroom, I contemplated the possible
consequences of my misjudgment, were I wrong in all of the above. What if I
were to make advances toward the boy, and he rebuffed them? Would he go
straight to his father, and rat me out? The price of that happenstance
caused me to shudder, as I visualized myself arrested, tried, and convicted,
of sexual misconduct with a minor boy! Jail, life, and career, in ruins, and
a lifetime as a marked deviate! The whole time I lay there chewing on this
bag of "what-if's", I was idly stroking the hard on that not faltered once,
since my telephone call from Jason! Shut off the mind, I told myself, and go
with the body! I sighed, turned over, and drove my aching cock into the
mattress, fitfully drifting off to sleep.

I woke, showered, shaved, and dressed, deciding on a pair of shorts, polo
shirt, and tennis shoes, with white half-socks. I drove to Jason's house,
pulling into the driveway promptly at 8:00 a.m. I barely stopped, when the
door swung open, and out bounded Jason. He locked the door behind him, and
walked to my car, a sweet smile painted on his adorable face! God, he looked
delicious, and I felt my heart do a few flips in my chest, as my eyes
tracked the boy from that sweet smile, downward. He wore a half football
jersey, red, emblazoned with white numbers, "32", and white, almost knee
length, shorts, shiny, some sort of a satin material like the NBA shorts.
The jersey material stopped about an inch below where his cute nipples would
be, and left his creamy, smooth tummy bare, and I admired his small, "inny"
navel, and happily noted the complete lack of any body hair marring the
soft, creamy, skin! The shorts were a bit baggy, as boys seem to sadly
prefer, these days, but the vague hint of the promises contained within were
there, if I applied sufficient imagination, which I happily did! I noted the
cute, bare feet, contained in leather sandals, with Velcro straps, and again
noticed the smooth, hairless legs!

He pulled open the passenger door, and deposited his cute little butt on the
bucket seat, looking at me, and lighting up the car interior with his
perfect grin, as he chirped, "Hey, Rob......right on time, Dude!" I grinned
back at him, and told him, "I been waiting around the corner for hours
Jas......thought 8:00 was never going to get here!" He giggled, and said,
"Yea....right.....like, I'm SO sure!" And I grinned wider, as a sweet, soft,
blush painted his dimpled cheeks. I reached across the center console, and
gripped his firm thigh, and asked, "So, Champ, hungry....ready for
breakfast?" He put his smaller hand on top of mine, and squeezed gently, and
answered slyly, "Uh huh.....both, actually!" And his blush deepened a bit,
and he giggled that melodic sound of his. "Hmmm..!" I replied, stroking that
silky thigh slightly, "OK.....how about we go to Breakfast Club....ok with
you?" He nodded, and I reluctantly retrieved my hand, and backed out on the
street, heading for the excellent restaurant.

We chatted along the way, mostly about baseball, and some of the guys on the
team, and were soon pulling into the parking lot. We entered, and secured a
table, ordering OJ, and coffee for me, as we perused the varied menus, then
gave our food orders to the waitperson. The breakfast was delivered, and was
both plentiful, and delicious, and we soon were pushing back clean plates,
and enjoying a satisfied fullness. I paid the tab, and we walked outside
into the warm sunshine. "Man, Rob, that was killer, for sure...thanks!"
Jason said, and I agreed, and told him it had been a real treat, having such
a cutie for a breakfast date! He giggled, blushing slightly at my use of the
term "date". We climbed back into the car, and I asked him, "So what now,
champ.....anything you want to do...my whole day is wide open!" He looked
directly at me, and was still, for a moment, then he said, seriously,
"Anything......I want?" I returned his serious gaze with one of my own,
nodded, and said, "Yes, Jas......anything you want!" He continued looking at
me for a beat, then said, "I want us to go to your house!" And his sweet
face reddened yet again! Still meeting his steady gaze, I smiled at him, and
answered, softly, "Perfect.....that's what I want us to do, too!" He grinned
some more, and broke the eye contact, and murmured, "Awesome!"

I fire up the car and headed back home, my heart racing in my chest, and the
blood flow increasing in my growing dick, anticipating what was coming, as
we had seemingly communicated our mutual desire, without actually speaking
the words! Jason was fairly quiet, and fidgeted around some during the ride.
We arrived, and went inside, Jason detouring to the bathroom, while I went
into the living room, and sat on the sofa. A few minutes passed, and I
sensed movement to my right. Turning toward the hallway, my eyes widened,
and my mouth dropped open, to see Jason, wearing just a tiny pair of crisp,
stark white, briefs, and a seriously red blush from head to toe! The little
bikini was seriously bulged out in front, as it struggled to contain what
had to be one major hard boy cock, and balls! My own cock instantly inflated
fully, poking obscenely at the front of my shorts, as I got to my feet,
standing on shaky legs, as I held my arms out toward the slightly trembling
boy, and said, softly, "God, Jason.......you're absolutely gorgeous!" The
blushing boy blushed a deeper color, and looked at me coyly, and squeaked,
"You're not, like, all freaked at me.....for this...?" I cranked my gapping
jaw closed, and let my eyes drink in the beauty of the entire package
standing there, and answered, "No Way.....it's like getting your favorite
dream to come true.....come here, Baby!" He took about three quick steps
toward me, and I wrapped my arms around the boy, pulling him to me in a hug,
as I nuzzled my lips into his soft neck, and stroked his smooth, warm back
with my trembling hands!

"Oh man, Rob!" He sighed against my shoulder, "It feels so awesome......you
and me...like this...!" I held him tighter, my pulse hammering in my ears,
as I felt the satin skin of the boy, and inhaled deeply, drinking in his boy
scents, a mixture of soap, and excited, young boy, my head spinning slightly
from the impact on my own senses! I led him gently to the sofa, and we
settled in, sharing soft, small kisses, as our feverish lips brushed, and I
ran my hands over his hairless chest, my fingers grazing his small nipples,
causing them to stiffen, as he groaned at the strange sensation.
"Ohhhh...man....I just knew it...!" he moaned, and I leaned over, licking,
and sucking his stiff nipple, and asked, "Knew what, Baby...?" His small
hands moved to my head as I suckled his nipples, and he grunted, "I
knew.....you....make me feel so good....man....I been, like...soooo
hard....ever since you touched me, yesterday..!" I chuckled at that, and
pulled away from his chest, smiled, and kissed the tip of his tiny nose,
telling him, "Oh God Jas.....me too, baby...all night....hell....I jacked
off like 3 times last night....all because of what you do to me!!" He
giggled, and said..."Really....you really did that..." I poked a finger into
his navel, and he jumped, as I replied, "Oh Yea...I really, really did
that!" he giggled, and lay back on the sofa on his side, and I stretched out
facing him, my hands on him everywhere, my palm encircling the throbbing boy
meat, feeling the wetness at the fly of the tiny bikini's where his sweet
juice was leaking!

He gasped, as I gripped his cock, and stroked it, then opened my hand to
capture his entire package, my fingers gently pressed on the small, firm
balls, moving them in their sack, as I felt his boyhood pulsing against my
hand! His hands went up under my shirt, and his fingers toyed with my erect
nipples, and I released his equipment, rapidly ripping the shirt over my
head, and tossing it aside. Jason pulled me to him and mimicked my earlier
movement, tonguing, and sucking my swollen nips, as I groaned, and ran my
fingers through his soft, fragrant, hair! He pulled away, and looked into my
eyes, grinning, and blushing, and said softly, " I think you better look at
me again, now, Rob....I'm like seriously all aching, down there!" I
chuckled, and got to my feet, pulling the delicious boy along with me, and
steering us toward my bedroom, my hand cupping one sumptuous ass cheek as we
went, and told him, "You got it, champ, I intend to look at every little
inch of you!"

Reaching the bed, I sat on the edge, and maneuvered the boy to stand in
front of me, much like the church bathroom yesterday. He stood there, his
sexy body trembling slightly, as my hands roamed over his chest, and tummy,
then my fingers hooked the waistband of the tiny brief, and I slowly slid
them down his coltish legs, and off each small foot. I sat back, and gazed
at the now naked boy, and sucked my breath! God, he was perfect! My eyes
locked onto his very center, the cock rock hard, pulsing with his rapid
heartbeat, standing straight out from his sparse few pubes, cut, and smooth
skinned, maybe four inches long, and half that thick. The head flared
perfectly, and was slightly thicker than the smooth shaft, and the slit
glistened, with the wetness of his flowing discharge. I gripped it in my
hand, rubbing its length, and the boy groaned loudly, his hands going to my
head, and gripping my hair. My other hand dropped down, and gently cupped
his wrinkled scrotum, fingers feeling the small twin orbs within, and I
played with them, as I continued to stroke his raging hard on!
"Ohhhhh.......shit.....awesome...!" He croaked, and I milked his shaft
again, watching with animal delight as a tear drop of precum oozed from the
small slit, and rolled across the bulbous head, and I leaned over, slaving
my tongue across his cock head, capturing the pearly essence, and savoring
his incredible sweetness on my tongue! I looked up at the panting boy, and
saw his sweet face pulled into a grimace, as his small hips flexed, making
tiny pumping motions as he pushed his aching cock at me, until I leaned
down, and engulfed the entire length of him in my mouth, sliding down the
silken shaft until I felt his spongy head in my throat, and my nose brush
his thin pubes! "Agggggg...!" He wailed, fingers yanking at my hair, as I
sucked him hungrily, my hand still tugging at his small nuts!
"Ohhhhhh.......shiiiiitt....Rob.....!" He moaned. And his hips flexed, and
relaxed, humping my drooling mouth as I sucked the boy, my taste buds
exploding with his flavor, and saliva flooding my cock stuffed mouth! I sped
up, and his humping increased, and I felt his balls jerk in my fondling
hand, and his shaft swelled thicker, as he jerked tufts of my hair, and he
yelled out, loudly, "UNGgggggggg....gonna.....CUMmmmmm....!" The slick tool
exploded, erupting jets of his sweet cream into my mouth, painting my
tongue, and sliding slickly down my throat as I swallowed his nectar,
coaxing his small balls for more, as he humped, and bucked, growling deeply,
as he discharged his sweet load, and panting, collapsed forward onto the
bed, pulling me with him, as I swabbed my tongue  inside my mouth, digging
into every corner for any remnant of his sweet boy cream!

Moving up, I held the shaking boy, my arms around him, as he recovered,
chest heaving deep breaths, and gasping, as he sucked in air! I reached up a
hand, and ruffled his soft hair, grinning at him, and said, "Well......I
think your parts are all  working ok.....but I can't be sure, totally, until
I check them, several more times!" he giggled, and nodded, then said between
giggles, "Yup, Yup.....we gotta be like, totally, totally, sure!"

(To Be Continued)

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