Date: Thu, 5 Jun 2008 18:22:11 EDT
From: Dave James <davej26@googlemail.com>
Subject: Quick Young Andrew Two

I took more and more of his dick into my mouth, and he began
to rock his hips, practically fucking my mouth.  I ran my hand
under his ball sac, gently stroking the tender skin between
there and his pucker. He fucked my mouth more urgently, and I
almost gagged.. He was panting and moaning and I found my
finger at the rim of his pucker. I ran my fingers around it,
then put my forefinger at the opening and put a little
pressure on it. His hips bucked, and he yelled, "God, Yes,
yes, yes !". Then I felt him shooting into my mouth. There was
spurt after spurt, and each time his cock jerked. He must have
shot at least four or five lots of sperm juice. I swallowed
the lot!

I'd never even wondered what the taste would be like --
because, I suppose, I'd never thought about having sex with a
boy. It was amazing -- sweet and creamy. I ran my tongue around
my teeth and cheeks, savouring what were left in my mouth.

Whenever I'd had sex with a woman, I'd felt drained and not at
all interested in any further play. I imagined Andrew would be
feeling the same way. I was wrong. He sat up, gave me the most
gorgeous smile and said, "Must be my turn now?" I was taken
aback, but he said, "Can we go to your bed?" I just nodded and
stood up. He took me by the hand and we walked to my bed in
the next room. All the way he tickled my palm with his
forefinger.

We lay side by side on the bed and kissed -- gently at first
and then passionately. I felt his hand go beneath my ball sac.
He gently caressed it. Then, keeping his hand there, he began
to lick and suck my left nipple. It felt like an electric
shock and I could feel my dick bucking and aching. Slowly, he
moved his head towards my dick. I'm cut, so my knob was ready
for him. He licked gently over it, pushing his tongue so
softly into my piss slit. I nearly cried aloud. It was a
fantastic feeling. Then he took the knob into his mouth, and
began sucking and bobbing up and down. He took more and more
into his mouth until I felt like I was fucking a woman's cunt.

I knew I couldn't take much more of this. Suddenly, I felt his
finger running around my pucker. He stopped, took his mouth
away from my dick and licked his finger. He took my dick back
into his mouth and carried on his ministrations.

Then I felt his finger caressing the rim of my arse: not for
long. He put his finger inside. I felt it going further and
further. Then, it hit a spot I didn't even know existed. I
couldn't begin to describe the feeling. I just exploded into
his mouth. I shot and shot. With each burst, he moaned
contentedly. He licked the remaining sperm juice from around
the end of my dick, and enquired, "Was that OK for you?"

I looked into his eyes. There were tears there again. I didn't
know why. I said, "What is it? That's twice I've seen you
tearful. Tell me. Please?"

He put his arms around my neck and hugged me really hard. Then
he sobbed, " Sir, I don't really know who or what I am. It
frightens me."

I didn't know what to say. Trying to make light of it, I said,
"Well for a start, stop calling me Sir! Then maybe we can talk
it through and find out." And I gently kissed him on the lips.
He took his arms away, turned over and was soon asleep.