Date: Mon, 25 Jul 2005 13:58:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: picture this (5)

My heart was still hammering madly in my chest as I watched 11 year old
Ricky restore his small white briefs, and shorts. I sighed as his now soft
little cock disappeared from view, taking his somewhat meager emission of
boy cream with it. The boy had totally blown me away as he had deftly
manipulated his turgid little four inch boner to climax, while reclined on
the coffee table, not more than two feet from me! God, what a sight, I
thought, that single act had managed to fulfill about half a lifetime worth
of fantasies!

His limited clothing back in place, he stood, and gave me that killer
smile, his creamy cheeks slightly flushed, with a combination of his bent
for blushing, and the remnants of his recent sexual excitement. "I guess I
better get going now, Sam....my Mom doesn't know where I went, and she
might be getting sorta worried about me." He said, and I nodded my head,
saying, "OK, Ricky...sure...I hate for you to go, but we don't want Mom
getting upset, do we!" He stepped close to me, and I put a hand on his
smooth, bare, back, rubbing his creamy skin gently. He smiled up at me, and
asked, "So...are you gonna make another CD with all the pictures you took
of me?" I grinned at him, and answered, "Count on it, Buddy...a model as
cute, and sexy, as you absolutely has to be published, and enjoyed!" He
blushed a little deeper shade, and mumbled, "Cool....so then...I can look
at the pictures of me...next time I come over...?" I nodded, letting my
hand slide down his warm back, my fingers grazing just under the elastic of
his shorts. "Yup, sure thing, Buddy...we will check out all of your great
poses....and...then take some new ones, if you want to." He giggled, and
nodded his pretty blond head, replying, "For sure...!"

I steered the tyke to the door, and bent down to give him a brief hug
goodbye. As I stood back up, the seriously tented crotch of my shorts
caught his attention, and he stared for a few seconds, his eyes going
slightly wide, as he took in my rock hard condition. He smiled sweetly, and
lifted his eyes to meet mine, and squeaked, "Your turn to take care of
things, looks like!" And with that sweet giggle ringing in my ears, he
turned, and jogged off down the street! My eyes stayed locked onto his
sweet, wiggling, little butt until he disappeared at the corner! I quickly
closed the door, skinned off my shorts, and stroked my drooling cock into
the frothiest explosion of cum that I'd produced in a long time!

Relieved, and yet, still the horniest I'd felt in many a moon, I fired up
the computer, and got busy editing the incredibly sexy pictures of the
little hottie, until exhaustion overcame, and I stumbled off to bed, my
dreams filled with the image of that pretty little boy cock, all hard, and
smooth, and pink! I woke up early, as usual, and over a pot of coffee, I
finished making up the two CD's full of Ricky images, admittedly lingering
over the last dozen or so images of the boy fisting his hard little cock
until the small explosion of boy cream had erupted, gloriously captured in
several rapid fire digital images! Following my completely stiff cock into
the bedroom, I slipped on some clothes, and headed out for some breakfast,
and whatever other adventures the new day might hold. Suspended by a strap
over my shoulder was, of course, my always handy digital camera!

Finished with breakfast, I ambled over to a large city park, where I
surreptitiously clicked off a dozen or thirty shots of two extremely sexy
boys, fourteen or so, running an energetic game of one-on-one at the
basketball courts. Both of them were shirtless, with silky material shorts
clinging nicely to their firm little butts, and their crotches, amply
bulging with teen meat! Were I a betting man, I'd have put serious money on
the hunch that the lighter haired boy was commando under those shorts,
since his mouth watering package displayed much more movement than his
opponents did, as he jumped, and cavorted around the half court. Must be
naked under the shorts, I thought, or seriously hung for his tender age!
Maybe both! (Sigh)

Not wanting to draw undo attention to my perving the two cuties, I
reluctantly moved on, re-slinging the camera which now contained several
delicious shots of that swinging meat to be further enjoyed at a later
time! I chris- crossed the park, pausing here and there, covertly snapping
more young lads at play, or leisure, and ended up at the south side of the
park, where I purchased a hotdog lunch from a street vendor, and sat at a
nearby picnic table to eat. As I unwrapped the dog, I chuckled at myself,
thinking that I was really developing a mild fixation with things tubular
in shape....hell...I'd even had link sausage at breakfast!

As I chewed the hotdog, I gazed around the area, and noticed a slim teen
boy stretched out on his back in the shade of a large Elm tree, a baseball
cap pulled down over his eyes, apparently snoozing. I lifted the camera,
and focused the lens on his prone form, then zoomed in. He was dressed in
the cap, a Red tee-shirt, kaki shorts, and leather sandals. I could only
make out part of his face due to the ball cap, but the zoom revealed creamy
smooth cheeks that had yet to receive any razor abuse. I guessed him to be
probably fourteen, fifteen tops. Moving my stealthy perving lower, I zeroed
in on the small patch of bare skin that was exposed where his tee shirt had
ridden up slightly. The zoomed lens focused onto a tight, concave navel
surrounded my some very light colored peach fuzz that appeared to continue
into the waist band of his shorts. I lingered briefly at the lump displayed
at his crotch, feeling my mouth water as I pictured the treasure trail
joining a small batch of recently sprouted pubes, nestled just above a
lovely teen cock, and plumb, ripe balls! Moving lower, I checked out his
splayed legs, noting the firmness of his muscle tone, and the firm
calves. His legs were lightly covered in an extremely pale peach fuzz,
similar in texture to those surrounding his small navel. I slid the camera
back up, and centered its focus again on the tempting bulge at his apex. I
added another notch of magnification, and gasped, as I realized there was
definitely considerable more protrusion there than I had encountered on the
downward leg of my perving trip!

Damn, I thought, the kid is freeking hard! I quickly snapped several images
as I watched his firm cock press against the flimsy material of his shorts,
and decided that he must be dreaming, some kind of typical teen boy sex
dream that had him excited in his slumber! I dropped one hand to my lap,
and adjusted my own very stiff cock, and fired off a few more shots of 10x
magnified boy cock! He shifted slightly, and one hand moved to his crotch,
the thin fingers brushing at his erection, then tugging at the stretched
material. He stirred again, and bent one leg at the knee, then, rolled more
straightly onto his back, again extending both legs straight out. His hips
flexed slightly, and the bulging material of his shorts settled
differently, clearly outlining the shape of his obviously very stiff cock!
His hand came up slowly, and again the fingers brushed at his hard-on, then
settled there, one fingertip barely moving over the prominent ridge of his
swollen glans! I watched, fascinated, as he slowly rubbed, using very small
movements of his finger, back and forth over the head of his very hard
cock! Holy shit, I thought, the boy is dreaming, and playing with his young
meat right in front of me!

I pulled away from the camera for a minute, and glanced around. No one was
in the immediate area, save for some small children at the jungle gym set
some thirty yards away, and a few obvious business men rushing along the
sidewalks. I quickly re-aimed the camera, and watched, open mouthed, as the
boy continued to gently stroke a finger back and forth over the plainly
visible ridge of his seriously swollen cock! He shifted slightly again, and
his other hand made its way under his tee shirt, pushing the hem upward,
and baring his smooth, flat tummy. The fingers of that hand began slowly
stroking the soft skin there, as the other finger continued its rhythmatic
play at the head of his cock. I gasped again, as I watched the kaki
material of his shorts slowly turn a darker shade just above his moving
finger, as his precum began to flow, soaking the cloth of his shorts! Oh
man, I thought, snapping the shutter rapidly, I'm going to record a teen
boy wet dream, right here in the fucking city park, a group of preschoolers
and moms not a hundred feet away!

The boy continued his movements, the hand on his tummy moving slowly
upward, dragging the tee hem with it, and baring still more smooth, creamy
skin as it went. He flinched slightly, and the wet spot at his crotch grew
larger, and I chuckled, realizing that he had no doubt oozed another
teardrop of his slick juices into his shorts! He continued the subtle
movements a while longer, and I sat, frozen to the incredibly sexy tableau
before me, continuing to snap digital images. I dropped my hand to my
tented lap, and groaned audibly, as I watched the magnified view of his
fingers shifting, and closing over the swollen shaft of his leaking tool,
gripping it, and now moving up and down its length, seriously jacking off
under my close up gaze! His slim hips began a short up and down cadence,
gently driving his erection through his gripping fingers, and I saw his
other hand high under his scrunched up tee, obviously rubbing a nipple, as
his hips bucked gently, and his finger continued to work the head of his
cock. The wet spot was good sized now, and still growing, and I rubbed my
own hard cock, groaning quietly, as I watched him draw ever closer to the
brink!

I heard him then, a low, guttural, moan coming from someplace deep inside,
as all his movements increased, and his gripping fist clamped tightly on
his shaft, his strokes becoming faster, and totally obvious. He may have
started with a sexy dream, and in his sleep, but I'd bet money he was fully
awake now, and aware, just too far gone to stop. His slim hips lifted
slightly, and jerked forward, and his groan became a staccato of short
bursts of sound, and he drove his butt off the grass. His hand pumped his
cock rapidly now, and his verbal grunts became louder, as his young, creamy
load erupted, the front of his kaki shorts suddenly turning dark, and wet,
in a rapidly growing circle, as his young cream jetted inside the now soggy
material! I felt my own cock drooling copiously into my underwear, and I
let go of it, for fear of an explosion of my own! I watched, holding my
breath, as the boy completed his powerful orgasm, and his small ass settled
back onto the grass beneath him. I snapped several shots of his thoroughly
slimed crotch, smiling at the spreading wetness at the front of his
shorts. He inhaled deeply, and let the breath go slowly, his hands dropping
to the turf at his sides. He gave a long, full body, shudder, and pushed
with his hands, coming to a sitting position, and gazing downward at his
cum filled crotch. I watched, as his face went beet red with the
realization of what had happened, and he furiously looked around, finally
meeting my smiling gaze. Hid eyes locked onto mine, and his lush mouth
dropped slightly open, as he realized that I had witnessed the whole
event. I grinned, and winked, raising my hand in a "thumbs up" gesture. He
blushed furiously, and gazed again at his slimed crotch. He looked up
sheepishly, giggled, then, scampered to his feet, and took off through the
park at a trot, his cute butt wiggling at my chuckle, in goodbye! I shook
my head, laughing, and shouldered the camera, heading toward the lake,
hopping to find my little Buddy Ricky there. I chuckled again, as I thought
how much little Ricky was going to love the pictures of the cute teen boy
cumming, which were safely ensconced on my memory card! Quite possibly some
excellent inspiration for my bold little scamp, I hoped!

(To Be Continued)
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