Date: Tue, 14 Dec 2010 15:13:41 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Showing Brett (2)

Showing Brett
By
Storyguy22
(2)

   Inside the house, I walked Brett into the bathroom. I assumed the boy
had made a lovely mess when he had ejaculated his boy nectar into his
cutoffs, and frankly I could hardly wait to see it...that, and to get my
first actual look at his young cock and balls.

   I took a perch on the closed commode, and guided him to stand in front
of me, and then I worked open the button and zip on his shorts. As the zip
slid down I caught a delightful whiff of fresh semen along with a quick
glimpse of a smattering of wispy brown hairs around the base of his
boyhood. Without hesitating, I tugged the sodden cutoffs down his legs, and
he stepped out of them as I sat back slightly to study his now naked
beauty.

   And beauty actually may have been an understatement as It turned out. I
sucked in a breath that caught in my throat as I let my eyes take him all
in from head to toe, and then I of course settled my hungry gaze on his
stunning cock and balls. His treasures were all that I had imagined, and
more, and the whole package was made all the more breathtaking by the
presence of his still wet discharge. His few pubes were matted with the
sticky substance, and there were pecker tracks smeared across his flat
little tummy, and the aroma of semen wafted over my senses, making me want
to lean in and lick him all clean. His penis was still partially chubbed,
and I guessed it at about four inches in its current state, and narrow, and
it sported a sculpted head, a perfectly shaped dark pink knob unencumbered
by foreskin due to a neatly performed circumcision. It appeared smooth as
glass without a blemish of any sort, and it rested atop a hairless scrotum
that was more plump than I had imagined, foretelling of well developed
balls that were obviously capable of ginning up a nice offering of
boy-honey. I finally realized that I had been just silently staring at the
naked boy, and I found my voice as I looked up at him and smiled broadly as
I told him,

   "My God, Brett...you are absolutely beautiful, Buddy...just
perfect...you have an awesome body, and an even more awesome cock and
balls!"

   He blushed prettily, a flush of pink flooding his smooth cheeks as he
clasped his hands behind his back and muttered shyly,

   "Really...?...you really think that...?"

   "I totally mean that, Brett...you are perfect...I've thought you were
amazingly hot from the moment I first saw you, but this...well, I'm
moon-struck!" I replied, meaning every word.

   He seemed to like that, and he kind of preened a bit for me, arching his
back slightly so that his cock jutted toward me, and I reached out and
gently held it in my hand. He gasped, and his boyhood instantly went erect
as I squeezed it, my thumb grazing over the silken knob at the end, and I
heard him utter,

   "Oh jeez...that feels really good!"

   I nodded, agreeing with him, and I continued lightly stroking his now
rigid boner while he rocked back and forth, and he let out another gasp as
I carefully hefted his tender balls in my other hand. I hefted their
weight, and carefully rolled each nugget between my fingers, and he issued
soft little mews of pleasure as I explored his treasures. I desperately
wanted a sample of his young nectar, and I leaned in, and swiped my tongue
over his smooth groin, right at the root of his young cock, and the
tart-sweetness of his earlier discharge bit at my taste buds as I licked
him.

   He let out a loud hissing sound as my tongue came into contact with his
smooth groin, and he blurted,

   "Oh gosh...oh, man!"

   Sitting back up, I smiled at him, and resumed stroking his rigid
erection, savoring the incredible sensation of his pulsing young boyhood in
my grasp. Is there anything on the planet that can attain the diamond-like
hardness of a young boner, I wondered, and still feel so soft and silky at
the same time. His cock was so warm to the touch, so alive, and I used my
free hand to gently tug and roll his impressive balls as he cooed away in
pleasure. He had begun oozing a gentle stream of clear fluid from his tiny
slit, and I knew his second orgasm of the past few minutes was not far off
which heralded another of the wonders of young boy, that amazing capacity
for recovery and recharging. I really wanted to take a lot of time to
slowly and reverently explore his sweet body, but it was apparent that I
had already brought him too far along to allow that this time around, so I
began working his throbbing boner in earnest, my rational being that if he
got off a second time so soon it might calm him enough to make a third
round last a more reasonable period of time.

   It suddenly became clear that the time for me to weigh options was over
as Brett began releasing a series of rapid grunts and groans as his narrow
hips began bucking back and forth against my hand, his actions driving his
rock hard boyhood through my fist as I continued toying with his dangling
balls as if to milk the sweet honey from them, and in a few more seconds my
efforts were rewarded as his cock suddenly erupted, several strong
streamers of his creamy nectar spewing forth to splatter onto my bare
thighs and run over my fingers. I continued to pump him until he all but
collapsed to the floor, and I let him go then, and pulled him onto my lap
where I held him as he calmed down. He snuggled in close, and I stroked his
smooth back as I told him,

    "That was beautiful, Baby...just beautiful, and a very impressive load
as well...I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."

   He pulled back slightly, and looked into my eyes as he nodded his head,
and replied,

   "Oh golly, Rob...are you kidding...?...that was, like, the most amazing
feeling ever...even better than before...if I had any clue how good it
could feel I prolly would have had more guts about asking Jason to play
around!"

   That gave me a chuckle, and I had a quick flash of visual of the two
thirteen year olds pleasuring each other's sweet young cocks, and I told
Brett,

   "Cool...and hey, you have plenty of other chances with Jason,
right...?...and just think, now you will be the veteran who can show him
how great this can be...but trust me, Little Buddy, what we've done here is
just the beginning...there is so much more that can be so much better."

   "Wow..." he sighed, snuggling against me again as I held his slender
body close, "how can anything be better than this...?"

   I chuckled, and assured him I was planning on showing him exactly what I
meant if he was still willing, and when I received an enthusiastic and very
positive response to the proposal, I stood up, and headed us both off for a
much needed shower. Passing the nightstand by my bed I glanced at the
clock, and decided there was sufficient time left in the afternoon to
introduce this stunning young boy to the heaven many of us know as a blow
job.

   The shared shower was an event in its own right, and I have to admit
that I was greatly flattered by Brett's reaction to seeing me naked and
fully erect for the first time. Suffice it to say I was not the least bit
insulted by his comments that included words like "huge" and "wow" and even
an "awesome" or two...I mean, what man would not appreciate such words of
praise from a sweet-faced thirteen year old boy with regard to his cock?

   Had the hot water supply not run out, it's a good bet Brett and I might
still be in that shower, but every hot water tank has its limits. Needless
to say it was nothing short of incredible to lather each tiny bit of his
lithe young body, with particular attention, of course, to his lovely young
cock and plump little balls, and the surprised reaction I elicited when I
spent time carefully washing his pink and smooth little pucker was alone
worth the effort. It was an act I took great care in, both for the abject
enjoyment I derived from doing so and selfishly because I planned to very
soon sample its very unique flavors. Brett, for his part, after recovering
from his total surprise that I would touch him in such an intimate place,
actually warmed to the new and pleasing sensation of my attention to detail
there. I had actually smiled as his initial gasp of shock quickly became
those soft little mews of pleasure that I had come to love, and I loved it
when he had spread his coltish legs wider and kind of pushed his perky
little butt back at me as I probed his core with a soapy finger.

   Once I had toweled us both off, I steered him back to the bedroom, and
we stretched out side by side on my bed. We lay fairly quietly as we used
our hands to explore each other slowly, and when I could resist no longer,
I eased him onto his back, and turned to lean over him. I tried a gentle
kiss to his soft, lush mouth, and he responded even thought it was a bit
tentative which didn't really surprise me given that thirteen year old boys
doubtless gave little thought to kissing other boys, much less a grown man.

    He did seem to enjoy my nuzzling and licking his soft neck, and when I
began lapping and sucking his small nipples he favored me with a series of
his soft mews. Still licking and sucking his nipples, I ran my fingers
lightly over the silky skin of his tummy, and down to his very hard cock, I
stroked him, and trailed my tongue lower, licking at his tummy and around
the base of his pulsing young cock. I slid lower, and raised his boner to
vertical, and then washed the spongy knob of it with my tongue as he
groaned in pleasure. I licked down the narrow stalk, and then tongue-washed
his hairless scrotum before taking each tender ball inside my mouth to suck
it gently. I licked back up his smooth shaft, and then slide the tasty
morsel into my mouth and began bobbing over it steadily while my hands ran
over his inner thighs and fondled his balls, and he was huffing like a
sprint runner. I could taste his flowing precum, and I relished the firm
rod slipping in and out of my drooling mouth, and if I had ever felt closer
to heaven I couldn't recall when. His fresh taste was breathtaking, and the
simple idea that I was actually engaged in sucking a young boys cock was
nearly overwhelming, and the whole experience was heightened even further
when he suddenly bucked strongly, and flooded my mouth with yet another
offering of his creamy young nectar.

   The adage "nectar of the God's" flashed through my mind as I savored
each warm spurt of his essence, and the flavor was nothing short of
amazing, so uniquely boy, and so very different from any adult male's
cum. I wished he could have produced a gallon or three rather than the
small but impressive offering he gave me, but even half the amount would
have been pure heaven. I managed to hold it all in my mouth until he
stopped pulsing, and when I at last let his wilting boyhood slip from my
lips, I lifted my head and looked at him, opening my mouth to show him the
fruits of his effort, and then I made a production of swallowing it down as
his eyebrows arched up and his eyes went wide. I smacked my lips greedily,
and he giggled and crinkled the skin on the lightly freckled bridge of his
tiny nose and squeaked,

   "Oh man...whoa...doesn't it taste bad...?"

   I moved higher, and then lowered my mouth to his, pushing my cum coated
tongue into his warm mouth for a few seconds. He resisted briefly, and then
relaxed, and I felt his tongue pressed against my own as he sampled his own
taste. Breaking the brief kiss, I pulled back and told him,

   "I think you taste amazingly good, Brett...both your sweet cock and
balls, and definitely your warm, sweet cum."

   He grinned, and kind of licked his lush lips and then kind of worked his
mouth around, and then he said,

   "Remember a little bit ago when I said you making me cum with your hands
was awesome...?...well, it did...but...this...you sucking...is...was...oh
jeez, it felt so amazing...the best ever...you are so cool, Rob, showing me
all this stuff that feels so awesome...!"

   I laughed softly, and reached out to ruffle his soft hair, sweeping the
errant strands from his forehead as I told him, speaking seriously,

   "That's a good thing, Brett, and I love showing you how great sex can
be, and, I've only begun...there is so much more to show you."

   He flashed his hi-wattage smile, and shook his head slowly, and then he
said,

   "Cool, for sure...so show me already...!"

   I laughed, acknowledging again the wonder of youth and its remarkable
recuperative powers. It had been not more than minutes since his intense
ejaculation, and here he was already for more. I gave his now soft and
small boyhood a gentle squeeze, and then rolled onto my back beside him, my
aching cock lying fully erect across my abdomen, and I saw Brett's gaze
settle there, the eyebrows again arching. Slowly, he moved his hand over,
and traced his thin fingers along my rigid shaft, sending a course of
shivers along my spine from his tender touch. He shifted slightly, and then
took a firmer grasp on my cock as he began pumping it up and down. I
groaned in pleasure, and watched in total fascination as this stunning
young boy jacked my cock, and I nearly shot my pent up load when he moved
again, and lay his face on my stomach, the oozing head of my cock scant
inches from his lush mouth. Oh God, I silently prayed, let him try sucking
me, and before I had fully processed the thought he did just that, lifting
his head to take my cock into his soft, warm mouth.

    I nearly lost it right there, but checked it as Brett gamely began
bobbing over my cock, gagging a bit at first but soon enough finding his
rhythm. The sensation was nothing short of amazing, and I nearly lost it
again when his delicate fingers began exploring my aching balls, apparently
an attempt to mimic as closely as possible those things I had just done to
him. It was another trip to heaven, nothing else could convey the feeling,
and all too soon I was at the abyss, my balls on the boil. Unsure the boy
was ready to take what I was certain would be a massive load in his small
mouth, I uttered a garbled warning, but he hung right in there, his soft
mouth pushing me into free fall.

   My cock simply erupted, my heavy load spurting repeatedly into his
mouth, and he choked some, wide dribbles of my cum running from the corners
of his stretched mouth, but I saw his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed
what he could. At last my ejaculation waned, and an exhausted Brett let my
cock slip from his mouth as he coughed several times, his forearm swiping
at the overflowing cum running down his chin. He gamely grinned at me, and
uttered,

   "Wow, you sure shoot a lot...I guess I did it okay, huh...I mean I got
you to shoot cums...cool...I liked that a lot...even the taste is pretty
okay...I think maybe I'm gonna try that with Jason when I get home...you're
so big, I bet sucking him will be easy!"

   God how I had come to love this boy! So sweet and sexy, so eager and
willing to explore and learn, and now so generous to boot in his eagerness
to share his newfound pleasures with this very fortunate boy Jason...who in
my estimation was one very, very lucky boy indeed!

(To Be Continued)
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