Date: Fri, 24 Oct 2008 14:31:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Room 1510 (2)

Room 1510
By
Storyguy22

(2)

   Brian's labored breathing gradually returned to a more normal rate, and
as he slowly returned to the present, he became keenly aware of the man's
soft touches. He focused his mind on the spot where the man's smooth hand
was moving side to side across his chest, and he shuddered, a faint chill
running down his spine as the thick fingers teased at his left nipple. That
same jolt he had felt before surged directly to his balls, and it was sharp
enough to cause him to utter a small cry of pleasure. The man chuckled
softly, fully aware of the boy's reaction, and he closed thumb and finger
around the tiny nubbin, pinching it with the perfect measure of pressure,
and Brian cried out again, a high pitched squeak more than anything. The
man held the swollen nipple in his maddening grip for the exactly correct
moment of time, and just as Brian was about to twist his lithe body away
from the pressure, the man let go, and trailed his hand over to the other
little nipple. He teased at the dark circle, and then repeated the smarting
little pinch, and Brian squeaked once more. The boy was as tense as a
coiled spring, every muscle in his body flexed, as he sucked in his breath,
and concentrated on the intense jolts that leapt to his balls as the man
expertly manipulated his nipples, an organ that Brian had heretofore had no
clue would be responsive in any way, much less in this maddeningly intense
form.

   And if the teasing fingers and the nearly painful teasing hadn't been
enough to drive the boy to distraction, the warm wet mouth and tongue that
soon replaced the fingers most certainly did the trick. Brian gasped
loudly, his back arching off the mattress to offer up his tingling nubbins
to the man's amazing oral worship, and the man seized instantly on the
boy's fervor as he alternately licked and sucked, deliciously delivering
the newly introduced pleasure to the boy. Brian's recently well spent
boyhood went rigid, seemingly as hard as he could ever remember it being,
and his hand reflexively reached for it as the man continued his seemingly
endless onslaught on his tiny nipples. Brian groaned as the man carefully
clamped his teeth onto his nipple, and he squeezed his erection, and
relished the amazing sensations that flooded deeply onto his balls.

   Sensing the boy's rapidly escalating excitement, the man backed away
from Brian's tingling nipples, and looked into the boy's very flushed face,
and he smiled warmly as Brian stared into his eyes, a look of pure
incredulity painted on his pretty face as his smooth chest rose and fell
rapidly. Easy baby, the man transmitted telepathically, just relax and let
me show you all of it...this one single time for us both to realize our
dreams, and fantasies. It will be great, I promise you. Without a single
spoken word, the boy's expression relaxed, and he sighed deeply as a look
of pure contentment replaced his earlier expression of trepidation. The man
smiled again, sensing the break through, and he again lowered his head, his
tongue now flicking across Brian's soft tummy in tiny stabbing
motions. Brian relaxed his tense muscles, letting his slender body go soft
as he closed his eyes, and focused fully on the multitude of amazing
sensations the man's talented tongue was awaking within his trembling
body. The relentless lapping continued as the man left no quarter of Brian'
smooth torso untouched, and the wet trails the man's tongue left on his
skin tingled as the coolness of the air conditioning blew across them. The
man worked ever lower, and when he stabbed his tongue into the tiny cave of
Brian's navel, the boy lurched upward, a sharp burst of giggles bubbling
forth as the man stimulated his tickle spot. The man withdrew then, again
chuckling softly at the sharp reaction he had elicited, and he shifted his
position on the bed, turning some, as he again lowered his head, and began
lapping at Brian's sparse tuft of pubes. His tongue wetted the silky fine
hair, and Brian again sensed the wetness, and he chirped again as the man
seized some hairs in his teeth, and tugged at them.

   Brian continued to squeeze and stroke his rock hard boner as the man's
tongue continued to torment him in unbelievable ways, and he quickly jerked
his hand away from his cock as the man's tongue abandoned his pubes, and
began to move lower, dipping into the tight crease of skin where leg joins
torso. Brian's mind screamed silent pleas for the man to lick his aching
boyhood, to suck it again as he had so briefly done before as his scalding
eruption had gushed forth, but, it was not to be. The man maddeningly
bypassed his pulsing erection completely as he continued his southerly
course, that soft wet tongue savoring the milky smooth skin of his inner
thigh, all the way to his ankle. The man shifted his body again, and the
new position brought his own thick manhood in direct alignment with Brian's
astonished face. The boy studied the seemingly huge adult cock carefully,
captivated by the shear girth of it, and the angry veins that seemed to
throb along the wide shaft. The head was similar to his own, but easily
twice as wide, and he focused on the glistening wetness that coated it as
the man oozed his own excitement.

   The man shifted slightly again, and Brian gasped once more as he
suddenly began licking and sucking his small and neat little toes, taking
them into his warm mouth one at a time, and lapping at the sensitive
soles. His position change allowed the man's pendulous balls to roll
forward, and Brian could scarcely believe how heavy and swollen they
seemed, the dark toned pouch seemingly filled to near bursting. The wide
scrotum seemed to dwarf his own tight pouch, and he was unable to resist
the urge to reach out, and carefully cradle the dark sac in his hand. The
man grunted as Brian fondled his balls, and he shuddered, savoring the
sensation of the small fingers exploring his balls, and he surrendered the
boy's tasty little feet, turning his body in a way that offered his own
treasures for the boy's inspection, and he said a silent prayer that the
boy would accept the offer. Brian hefted the heavy balls in his hand as if
weighing them, and he sensed the man rolling mostly onto his back, and then
spreading his hairy legs. The burgeoning erection that stood rigidly off
the thick thatch of hair on the man's groin was all but in Brian's face,
and he slowly moved his hand from the man's ball sac, and closed it around
the hard, thick stalk of the adult cock.

   His first thought was that it was nearly too thick for his fingers to
close around, and that was quickly followed by the realization that while
it was as hard as stone, it was at the same time soft as silk, and so very
warm that it was nearly actually hot to the touch. He could feel the veins
pulsing with the engorgement of blood that flooded it, and as if he had
been doing it all his young life, Brian adjusted his grip, and began
steadily pumping it up and down. He watched in fascination as the clear
wetness oozed steadily from the tiny slit at the center of the wide head,
and he vaguely heard the man's deep voice as he muttered a stream of
encouragement to the boy to keep going, to touch him, to rub him, and to
suck him. Suck him...?...Brian's overheated brain processed the suggestion
as he continued to fist the massive cock, and in a flash of curiosity about
what that juicy stuff might taste like, he inched forward, and swiped his
tongue across the flared knob several times as the man uttered a string of
grunts and groans. He realized the fluid was mostly without any real taste,
but he liked the slickness of it, and as the man thrust his hips forward
toward the boy, he stopped thinking about it, and simply opened his lush
little mouth, and closed it over the thick stalk of drooling manhood.

   AWwww fuck kid...yes...thought the man, the very breath being pulled
from his lungs as the boy took his aching manhood into that soft, warm
mouth. He yanked his head up, and looked down at the stunning visual of the
sweet young boy sucking his rampant cock, and he groaned loudly, the sight
alone very nearly enough to drive him over the edge. As might be expected,
the boy was awkward at first, and the man smiled as he heard him gag a few
times as he struggled to find his way with this brand new experience. The
act, I submit, is in itself instinctual, and it wasn't long before Brian
found his groove, and the man savored the breath taking sensations of the
boy's soft mouth gliding over the length of his cock. He ignored happily
the few encounters that occurred with the boy's teeth, the mild discomfort
paling totally in comparison to the stunning pleasure he was receiving, and
he quickly decided that the only thing that might improve this ultimate
pleasure would be if he could be giving it as well as receiving it. He was
suddenly eager to again feel the hard young boyhood filling his mouth, so
he inched along the bed until he was able to capture the sculpted specimen
of boyhood into his drooling mouth, sucking it eagerly as the boy sucked
his own.

   The room was filled with those delicious slurping and grunting noises
that typically accompany a well executed sixty-nine, and the man was light
headed with the sounds and scents and tastes that threatened to overwhelm
him as man and boy ramped up the pace of their mutual oral pleasuring of
each other, both of them feeling the sweet pressures rapidly building in
that secret place behind their aching balls. As it turns out, it was the
boy who gave it up first, his drooling mouth suddenly pulling away from the
mans badly leaking cock as he let out a sound much like an Apache war cry
as he thrust his narrow hips sharply forward. The steel rod of boy cock
pulsed in the man's slobbering mouth once, and then it erupted, another
flood of the delicious warm nectar jetting strongly into the man's mouth,
and he gulped each thick offering as quickly as it presented.

    Drained, the boy quickly recaptured the man's throbbing tool back into
his soft mouth, and resumed his pace, his soft hair bouncing on his smooth
brow as his head bobbed steadily over the thick manhood until the man could
hold back no more, and he too spewed his copious offering, literally
flooding the boy's mouth to overflowing. The kid was a trooper, no question
of that, the man thought as his thick load continued to unload. He watched
the boy's small Adams apple bob repeatedly as he struggled to keep up with
swallowing the molten flood, and he smiled as he saw the tears rain from
the boy's eyes while the overflow of his cum streamed from the stretched
corners of his small mouth to flow over his chin and onto his satiny
chest. As the massive torrent of semen reduced to minor dribbles, Brian
surrendered the thick stalk from his abused mouth, and rolled onto his
back. He swiped his tongue around his mouth, the strong flavor of the man's
ejaculate smarting on his taste buds, and then he rolled his eyes up to
meet the gaze of the broadly grinning man. The man, despite having just
ejaculated what he was certain was the load of his lifetime, felt his cock
stir anew as the sweet young boy slowly moved a hand to his face, and used
his fingers to scoop up the drizzles of cum that had escaped his
overflowing mouth. His doe-like eyes still holding the man's gaze, the boy
slid the gooey fingers into his lush little mouth and noisily sucked them
clean. The man slowly shook his head side to side as he offered a silent
thanks to whatever celestial alignment had allowed his path to cross with
this incredible young boy.

   They rested a while, allowing their depleted systems to recharge. The
man was simply unable to stop touching the beautiful boy, and he continued
to slowly slide his hand over the smooth chest and soft tummy, and at
irregular intervals tease at the sensitive little nipples, Each time he did
that the boy would shudder, and offer cute little mewing noises, and after
no more that ten minutes tops the man chuckled as he slid his hand down,
and gripped the boy's fully renewed erection. Brian sighed happily as the
man slowly stroked his rigid boyhood and toyed with his balls and sparse
thatch of pubic hair, and he closed his eyes, letting his fingers thread
into the man's soft hair as he lowered his head to his chest, and captured
a nipple into his warm mouth, the maddening tongue flicking repeatedly over
the tingling nub of stiff tissue.

   After lapping at his nipples a bit, the man began to lick his way down
Brian's torso once more until he reached the pulsing boyhood. He licked
over the knob of it several times, and then slid the whole thing into his
magical mouth and sucked it as his hand massaged Brian's young balls, the
combination of pleasures quickly pushing the young boy to that now more
familiar plateau of pleasure. Brian bucked his slim hips gently, matching
the pace of the man bobbing over him, and he gasped loudly when the man
suddenly backed off his pulsing erection and began licking his scrotum. He
sucked each grape sized ball in turn, holding the tender nugget in his
mouth as his tongue poked at it repeatedly, and then he gripped the taut
pouch with his fingers, forcing the balls together in a tight lump which he
also took into his mouth and sucked carefully. Letting go of the balls, he
ran his tongue along each of Brian's soft inner thighs, leaving trails of
wetness that caused Brian to shiver.

   The man slid an arm under Brian, and lifted, causing the boy to roll
onto his side, and Brian was startled as he felt the wet tongue running
along the skin of his back. The man shifted behind him, and Brian groaned
as the man began nipping lightly at his tight little butt, biting gently
into to firm and succulent mounds as his hands moved to rearrange Brian's
legs. The maneuver caused Brian to bring his top leg up toward his chest,
parting the perfect little globes of his butt, and Brian actually yelped
out loud when he sensed the man's hands grip his butt, and spread it
further still. Before he could verbalize his surprise, Brian gasped again
as he felt the wide wet tongue dip into the crease of his ass, and lick
toward his tiny pucker. Oh God, Brian's inner voice screeched silently, my
butt-hole...?...jeez...he's...licking...my...butt-hole...!

   The man was dizzy with excitement, the musky flavor and scent of the
boy's most intimate place filling his senses, and he worked his tongue in a
near frenzy of his excitement as he licked and stabbed at the tasty little
oval again and again while he slid an arm around the panting boy, and
gripped his turgid erection. The heat of the boy's core surrounded the
probing tongue as the man rolled it tightly, and pressed firmly at the
puckered tightness until it at last relented, and allowed him a shallow
penetration, and he jabbed his tongue firmly into the boy's tightness again
and again, finally sensing the boy relaxing the tightly clamped ring,
allowing him to drive his tongue into the buttery softness that it had
guarded. He drooled copiously, even spit into the tiny cave, wetting it to
the point that his saliva drizzled across the boy's tight ball sac that lay
trapped between his creamy thighs, and when he felt Brian instinctively
begin pressing his ass back at the invading tongue, he eased it out of him,
and slid a wetted finger into it's place. Brian grunted, his hole feeling
full as he clamped his muscles tightly onto the exploring finger. The man
teased at the oozing knob of his boyhood, his voice soft and low as he told
the boy to relax, and to soften his muscles, to let it feel good. Brian's
natural reflex was to repel the imposing digit, but, as the man's gentle
words had their intended effect he slowly began to relax, and open himself,
allowing the man to probe deeper into his rectum, and then to begin a slow
and steady moving in and out.

   Once he stopped fighting the penetration, Brian began to feel a strange
but pleasant warmth spreading inside him, and his natural instincts soon
had his muscles matching the man's probing rhythm, relaxing as the thick
finger moved into him, and tightening against the withdrawal, and the man
sensed this, his gentle voice approving, and encouraging. After a short
interlude the pleasure of the finger moving steadily in and out of his
secret place grew, and Brian offered only token reaction when the man
deftly added a second finger to his explorations. His fingers seemed in
search of something, Brian thought, as he seemed to probe along the upper
wall of his rectum on the inward strokes, and no sooner had he processed
that thought than the finger found its target. The man located the boy's
tender little prostate, and pressed against it firmly, and Brian groaned
loudly, his lithe body bucking against the bed as his inner muscles clamped
tightly against the fingers. The man waited a few seconds, just gently
pressuring the tiny button until Brian shuddered, and went soft. He probed
the sensitive gland then, dragging his fingertip back and forth over it, as
Brian huffed loudly, and mumbled into the pillow. His pert little butt
bucked against the onslaught, and the man felt the flowing wetness oozing
freely from the young cock head, and when he felt the narrow shaft spasm in
his hand, he stopped cold, letting the searing urge to ejaculate pass, and
settle. Brian groaned, the sense of impending, and then denied orgasm
leaving his body trembling as he sobbed loudly into the pillow, and then
begged the man to continue...to please not stop...oh God...please...keep
doing it...!

   The man smiled to himself, knowing that he had the boy now, that he was
over the top with lust, and wanting...needing...a craving for the amazing
sensations he was feeling for the first time in his young life. He
continued to gently finger the boy, ensuring scorching contact with the
tender gland on each probing insertion, and when the trembling boy once
more spasmed in his grip, his orgasm again teetering on the edge, he slid
the fingers fully out of the boy's incredible grip, leaving him suddenly
empty, and filled with a nearly desperate need to have the fullness
again. Moving quickly, the man reached to the night stand and retrieved his
lube and thumbed open the cap. Using one hand to separate the perfect
little globes, he squirted a generous dollop of the expensive lubricant
over the perfectly pink little oval that winked back at him, and Brian
hissed loudly, muttering something about the coolness of it. Ignoring the
remark, the man worked his fingers through the slippery gel, and then eased
them back into the gripping tightness of the incredibly hot tunnel, and
Brian released a low growling noise as his muscles clamped firmly onto the
fingers that filled his narrow passage once more. The man worked in and out
several times, again fueling the fire with deft pressure on the boy's sweet
spot, and when he once more sensed the relaxing and acceptance of his
presence inside the boy, he slowly withdrew. Brian pouted again, his pink
center expanding and retracting as though seeking the suddenly missing
fullness, and the man quickly rolled the panting boy over onto his
back. Moving above him, he squirted a liberal amount of the lube over his
throbbing erection, and smeared it around.

   The boy's eyes were wide as he looked up at the man, and as he watched
him smear the shiny gel over his thick cock, a look of understanding
crossed his face, and that was instantly followed by trepidation as he
realized what the man intended to do next. The man saw the flash of concern
come onto the boy's face, and he moved quickly to lift and bend back the
colt-like legs, and then scoot in between them as the position caused the
boy's pretty little ass to roll up and open, exposing the perfect little
oval that was his target. Inching closer, the man gripped his wanton weapon
firmly, and aimed the wide head at the flexing pucker. He held it, moving
the slick knob over the boy's entrance several times, and then he centered
it, and began pressing steadily against the firm resistance. He pushed
firmly, his hips driving forward as he cajoled the boy to relax, to push
out, and let it happen. The boy looked both flushed with lust and fearful
all at the same time, but after a few grimaces and grunts, he stopped
tightening up, and the man felt the resistance melt into
acceptance. Pressing forward, he seized the moment, and steadily sank his
full length into the boy's warm and buttery softness until his balls
settled against the firmness of the boys upturned butt.

   The man gave a strong shudder, the amazing grip of the boy's tightness
surrounding his rampant cock, and he held stock still a moment, letting
Brian adjust to the wide cock filling his tiny chute. He watched the boy's
sweet face carefully, waiting for the creased brow and the tightly clamped
eyes to relax, and when that finally happed, and the boy opened his eyes to
blink rapidly, and then to look up at the man with a look of pure wonder,
he slowly began to withdraw. The boy's lush mouth formed a small oval of
surprise at the sensation, and then he exhaled a full tank of air as the
man paused a second, and then slid fully into him again. A few more
slightly awkward attempts, and then they found the rhythm, and the man
began a steady and expert fucking of the delicious young boy, and the boy
rolled his head on the pillow, his mouth agape and his eyes focused
somewhere on the ceiling as he rolled his slim hips to meet the man's
strong thrusts, his gripping canal welcoming each filling sensation. Each
time the man's cock slid over Brian's sweet spot he would grunt or squeal,
and his boyhood had regained its rigid hardness as the initial pain had
changed over to a pleasure he had never even imagined.  As the man drove
steadily in and out of Brian's tight sheath he reached down to fist his
turgid erection as he wrapped his legs behind the man, and rode his
plunging hardness to the brink. The man watched the boy carefully, and when
he saw his eyes nearly roll back into his head, and his lush mouth sag open
as he let out a series of low grunts, and the man smiled as he watched the
boy spew several thick ropes of his young nectar across his tummy and
chest. Picking up his own plundering pace, the man quickly crossed the
threshold of his own orgasm, and as he plunged fully inside the gripping
sheath, he exploded, his semen jetting deep into the boy's bowels again and
again until he was drained, and exhausted.

   Spent and sweating profusely in spit of the coolness of the room, the
man lunged to his side, his wilted cock sliding out of the boys stretched
opening with an audible popping sound as a small river of his ejaculate
began oozing from him. He collapsed onto the bed, and gathered the panting
and sweating boy against him, and held him close as they let their labored
breathing settle once more while the boy cuddled tightly into the man, a
million thoughts and reactions flooding his brain to the point of overload.

   They apparently dozed, each waking with a sudden start at the
realization that it had nearly grown dark outside the window of the
suite. The boy was frantic, afraid that his parents would surely be looking
for him by now, so he hurried through a brief shower, and pulled his no
longer wet swim suit back on. He picked up his towel, and after allowing
the man a quick hug, and one last grope of his well spent boyhood
treasures, he was gone.

    The man settled his exhausted but very satisfied body onto the sofa, a
well deserved and much needed cocktail in his hand, and, as he sipped at
the drink he pondered the incredible events of the past few hours. Aside
from the obvious physical satisfaction this afternoon had provided the man
took great solace in at last having total confirmation of his long held
fantasy that there was nothing that could quite measure up to the wonder of
sexual discovery with an equally curious young boy.

   After vacating his room early the next morning, and settling his hotel
bill, the man followed the hostess to a single table in the coffee shop. As
he perused the menu movement caught his peripheral vision, and he looked
up, and to his left. He smiled, and sensed a sharp stirring at his groin as
his eyes met the smiling eyes of his boy, once more seated between Mom and
Dad having just finished breakfast, nearly exactly as he had been when the
man had seen him for the first time. He gave the boy another of his subtle
little winks, and the boy smiled, and then slipped only the very tip of his
pink little tongue out to slide it over those lush lips as he too winked.
Their waitress walked up with the bill then, and the family threesome rose,
and walked out of the coffee shop. As the boy skirted the man's table the
man heard his lilting young voice quietly utter a single
word..."Awesome...!"

The End
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