Date: Wed, 27 Feb 2008 13:16:14 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Simply Irresistible (4)

   Once inside the house, in the much better light, I noticed several
things that had eluded me in the dim illumination of the patio area. First
was how young and unblemished the naked Ryan looked in this light as he
settled himself on the sofa.

   The excitement of our recent play in the hot tub had waned, and he was
now clearly a bit awkward with his, or possibly our, nakedness. He kept
stealing coy little glances at me, or more specifically at my cock, where
it lay heavily against my thigh, and then looking quickly away to show
great interest in the paintings that adorned my living room walls. For my
part, I would have happily brandished the little hottie from ever wearing
clothes again, and I relished his nakedness, the slimness of his young
body, and his flawless skin which was slightly glowing from the long period
in the hundred plus degree water. His boyhood had definitely withered
following his second orgasm, and it was tucked between his creamy thighs,
resting upon his plump little ball sac looking much tamer than it had scant
moments ago. I was once more struck with the sheer beauty of the boy, and
the sculpted appearance of his penis, even in its current state of
repose. He glanced at me again, and showed
 t!  hat coy little smile that I had grown so fond of as his gaze dropped
to my cock, and it was in that movement of his head that I noticed his soft
hair was liberally streaked with a fair amount of my errant seminal
fluids. Moving over in front of him, I pointed out this malady, and he
giggled shyly. Taking his hand, I tugged him to his feet, and suggested we
go have a shower, and he tugged at my heart strings once more, as he looked
up at me slightly aghast, his eyes wide, as he kind of squeaked,

   "You mean... like together?"

Chuckling, I assured him that was exactly what I intended, I patted his
pretty little butt, and led him into my bedroom, and then into the master
bath, where I turned on the multiple spray heads in my large shower
stall. Ryan was quite intrigued by that, apparently never having seen a
shower with more than one shower head other than at the public swimming
pool he frequented back home. I stepped into the stall, and pulled him
along with me, and the generous amount of warm water cascaded over our
bodies. Picking up the soap, I began working up a sudsy lather on my hands,
and then ran them all over his sleek body. I washed his smooth chest,
paying plenty of attention to his tiny nipples which caused them to erect
into sharp little points, and then spread soap all over his flat
tummy. Adding more suds, I washed each of his slender arms, and then his
creamy underarms which made him giggle. I knelt down, and ran my soapy
hands up and down his hairless legs, admiring their shapelin
 e!  ss, and slid my fingers upward along his inner thighs, and then gently
fondled his scrotum, my fingers moving his marble-like balls
around. Working up a massive amount of suds on my hands, I gripped his half
hard penis, and stroked it back and forth, relishing the quickness with
which it went fully rigid in my hand. I glanced up at him, noting the
slightly dazed expression on his flushed face as he watched me working his
boyhood. I winked at him, and said several complementary things about his
pretty cock, and he smiled proudly, even nodding his head in agreement.

   A few more strokes and his little butt began thrusting back and forth,
so I let go of his erection, and shifted my attention to his plump little
balls. I worked the taut pouch back and forth, tugging on it gently, as I
rolled the twin nuggets around before slipping my hand behind his balls
where I pushed firmly up into his perineum. The move put pressure on his
youthful prostate, and he reacted by pushing his weight downward against my
probing fingers. I continued to work my finger along the tight little seam
that traversed between his scrotum, and the sung little crease of his butt,
and he began making soft mewing sounds of pleasure. I debated the wisdom of
what I really wanted to do next, fearing that the move might freak him in
some way, and ruin the moment, but my rapidly mounting interest in his
sweet little butt overruled my sense of caution in the end. Moving my hands
to his slender waist, I turned him around, and then placed my palm on his
back, urging him to lean
 f!  orward. He responded, and placed his outstretched hands against the
tiled wall, and that pretty little ass jutted out toward me saucily. I
gripped one leg, and spread it so that his legs were widely splayed, and I
took a moment to savor the sight of his hairless ball sac dangling between
his thighs.

   Turning my attention to his perfect little bubble-butt, I noted the
stunning sight of the firm little mounds of flesh, and the snug little
crease that divided them. The contrast of the milky white strip of flesh
stood out in stark relief to his otherwise golden tanned body, and I took a
moment to savor the delicious sight. I soaped up my hands again, then
stroked over the silky skin of his back, moving downward, and finally
gripping each of the tight little globes in my hands. I kneaded the tight
flesh, and played a finger inside the snug crease, moving it from top to
bottom, and then back again several times. My probing finger found his tiny
pucker, and I let the tip make circles around it, savoring the ring of tiny
ridges that guarded his treasure. He made a moaning sound, and sucked in a
deep breath as I continued to explore his most secret place, never
attempting to enter, but keeping up a steady stimulation of the countless
nerve endings there. Finally, I gripped the
 t!  win mounds again, and parted them, bringing the bright pink little
oval into view, and it was my turn to suck in a deep breath. God, it was
beautiful, a tiny pink oval of tender tissue and muscle surrounded by his
creamy white skin, and I completely surrendered to my powerful lust, as I
leaned into him, and extended my tongue to lick that delicious little
pucker several times.

   Ryan gasped loudly, his muscles all tightening simultaneously, as I
eagerly licked his treasure, relishing the nearly tasteless freshness of
him. My own excitement bubbled over, and I spread his firm little mounds
wider still, and furled my tongue as I pressed firmly against his tight
resistance until my tongue wormed past his sphincter, and moved inside his
buttery softness. He yelped in surprise, and went momentarily tense, and
then he seemed to soften, and actually settle back toward me as I wormed my
tongue around, dizzy with the shear intensity of what I was doing. I
continued as long as my acing jaw would allow, and when the pain of the
exertion became unbearable, I reluctantly backed away from the tasty
treasure, and once more spun him around to face me. His bouncing erection
nearly slapped my face, and I quickly gripped the narrow stalk in my
fingers, and fed it into my drooling mouth barely in time to capture the
surging emission of creamy nectar that was already
 e!  rupting as I captured it. As before, the force and volume of his
offering was surprising, and I happily accepted each burst into my mouth
until he was once more drained. I slid his wilting boyhood from my mouth,
and held it gently as I swilled his sweet honey in my mouth before
swallowing it down, as I looked up at him, and grinned widely. His slack
jaw moved upward, and a small smile crossed his face, as he sagged tiredly
back into the stall wall. He looked down at me, blinking, and then
muttered,

   "Jeez Rob...jeez...you're really amazing!"

  Standing, I wrapped my arms around him, pulling his wet and naked
slimness tight against me, as I told him,

   "Truth be told Ryan, the amazing element here is you...you have inspired
me things I have only dreamed of before...but you're right on about the
amazing part, definitely."

   He stayed silent, but he nuzzled his slim body tighter into me, and I
let my hands slide down his silky back, and then gripped those luscious
little melons. He wiggled his butt, and pulled his head back to look up at
me, that coy little smile in place, and he flushed slightly, unable to hold
my gaze as he said softly,

   "Still...it is amazing...I mean...well, I never knew about...stuff like
this, you know...?...and how...amazing it all feels...I like it..."

   Giving him an even tighter hug, I replied,

   "Me too Ryan, me too...I like it all...like it a lot!"

   After getting dried off, we regrouped to the sofa, and snuggled in to
watch a little television. Ryan had cycled through quite the gambit of
emotional and physical experiences over the last few hours and it showed,
as he was soon fast asleep beside me. He never even stirred as I picked him
up, and carried to my bed, where I laid him down, and, much as I hated to
hide his naked beauty I slid the sheet over him to prevent his getting
chilled. I turned off the lights, leaving the light from the bathroom
slipping dimly into the room to help orient himself should he wake up in
the strange room. I padded back to the living room, and sat quietly
reliving the incredible events of the day thus far.

   I apparently dozed off myself, and I woke with a start, my first thought
being that I had been enjoying a very erotic dream. As my fuzzy mind
cleared, I became vividly aware of two things at once; first was that a
very, very pleasant sensation was emanating from my gentiles, and the
second was the stunning realization that the sensation was the product of
Ryan's tender hand slowly stroking my very erect cock. And what a stunning
sight it was, the boy was fully stretched out face down on the sofa, his
face resting on my thigh while his slender fist moved slowly and steadily
on the rigid shaft of my cock. His little bubble butt jutted saucily from
his smooth back, and I stretched my arm out to run my hand over the silky
globes. He glanced up at me, and gave me his shy little smile, and I winked
at him, as I dipped my index finger into his warm crease, and gently probed
his tiny treasure. He shuddered slightly as I touched him, and then
refocused his attention on my rampant c
 o!  ck, his fist maintaining a steady and maddening rhythm.

   "Jeez Rob...yours is so big...and really all hard too...man...and,
um...I still can't believe that you actually...uh...like to touch
me... back there...but I...um...well, I like it."

   I chuckled, pleased of course with both those comments, and I told him,

   "That's excellent Ryan...on both counts...I am really glad that you like
touching me like that, and, that you enjoy me touching your special place
because I definitely enjoy exploring you here, and everywhere else for that
matter..."

   Awed, I sat silently then, watching his delicate fist slowly manipulate
my throbbing erection, thinking that the boy's smaller hand gave the
illusion that it was thicker than it actually was. I carefully studied the
intense expressions that played over his cute face as he pumped me, and I
could feel the warmth of his breath play over my sensitive shaft each time
he exhaled. The pure eroticism of watching an exceedingly cute fourteen
year old boy playing with my cock suddenly struck me as perhaps the most
exotic thing I had ever imagined, much less actually experienced. I
shuddered as his soft thumb rubbed across the wide head of my cock, and my
reaction drew a small smile from Ryan, as he did it again. He rolled his
eyes up to meet mine briefly, then looked away, as he drew in a breath, and
then said shyly,

   "Um...Rob...I kind of wanna try...uh...like you did, I mean...can I...?"

   Not daring to let myself think that he was asking what I so desperately
hoped he was asking, I swallowed, and replied,

   "Can you what, Ryan...?...you want to try...what..?"

   His cheeks flushed hotly, and his long eyelashes fluttered rapidly
several times, his reply coming as sweet music to my ears in spite of his
quavering and cracking voice being barely above whisper level, as he
murmured those two spectacular words,

   "Sucking yours...!"

   My pulse doubled, maybe tripled, in an instant, and if it were possible,
my erection got even harder, as I drew in a huge breath, hoping that my
simple response wouldn't completely give away my abject excitement as I
responded with an over-simplified,

   "I would love that, Ryan...!"

   He adjusted his lithe body slightly, scooting slightly closer to his
target, and those long eyelashes fluttered some more, and I watched,
holding my breath as my heart trip-hammered in my chest, as his pink little
tongue extended between those lush lips, and washed over the head of my
aching cock. Unable to control my reaction, I jumped, and it startled him,
making him jump as well. Pulling back slightly, he looked up at me with
wide eyes as if to ask..."what...?" and I was completely unable to speak,
so I just smiled warmly, and winked at him, adding a small nod of my
head. More of the fluttering lashes, and then he turned his attention back
to my rampant cock, staring at it a moment, before dipping his head, and
taking it fully into his soft, warm mouth.

   How I didn't jump right out of my skin, I will never know, but I somehow
managed to settle myself back onto the sofa, and fully savor the incredible
sensations that instantly flooded over me. I heard him gag slightly as he
took a bit more than he was ready for, and I watched his soft hair flutter
on his head as he adjusted, and then began a steady bobbing up and down. In
spite of Ryan's obvious lack of expertise, and my ignoring completely the
occasional raking of his teeth on my pulsing erection, I instantly dubbed
this event as the most incredible sexual experience of my entire life. If
the sensation alone wasn't enough, add to it the mind blowing visual of a
stunning teen boy bobbing away on your cock, and then throw in the audible
slurping sounds mixed with the boys soft mewing noises, and my own frequent
gasping, and you have all the elements of a totally stunning event, and
this event was clearly over-the-top stunning. So very over-the-top in fact,
that I was far too
  !  soon out of control, surrendering my desire to have this monumental
act last as long as humanly possible. My self control nearly non-existent,
I felt the tell-tale boiling begin in my balls, and, completely lost to the
will of my body, I knew that age old chain of biological events was rapidly
reaching critical mass. I felt my hips buck of their own volition, matching
his rhythm, and my hand automatically gripped the perfectly formed globe of
his hot little ass, and I said his name, my weak attempt to warn the boy
that all was lost, and that his succulent little mouth was dangerously
close to being far more filled than it was at the moment.

   He either didn't get it, or he didn't care, because he never broke
stride with that mind-bending sucking he was performing on my rigid and
oozing cock. Instead, he made the impending eruption totally imminent by
using his other soft hand to grip my swollen balls, adding pressure to an
already overloaded component of the equation. Lost now, my trembling body
took total control, setting off the series of functions that resulted in
what may well have been the orgasm of my life, and I released a loud
guttural noise as my cock spasmed strongly, and erupted. I heard Ryan gag
noisily, but his jaw gamely tightened on my spurting cock as I jetted what
seemed like maybe my very toenails into his sweet little mouth. After the
initial few spurts he pulled off my spitting cock, letting what seemed a
massive drizzle of my thick juices drain from his mouth, while a following
streak of my still discharging ejaculate streaked his soft rosy
cheek. Undaunted, he plunged that soft mouth right
  !  back onto my rampant cock, eagerly accepting the final few dribbles of
my fully spent load as I gasped for breath, and savored the waves of
pleasure that coursed through my trembling body.

   He finally backed away, raising his thin arm to swipe at the mess on his
cheek, and puffy pink lips as he gazed up at me, slightly stunned. If the
boy was slightly stunned, I was in fact wiped out completely as I sagged
weakly against the sofa cushion. Our eyes met, and holding his gaze, I just
shook my head weakly, afraid to even try my voice. He grinned widely, his
pink little tongue swabbing the inside of his coated mouth for a moment,
and then he crawled up and unfolded himself onto my lap. Wrapping his
slender body in my arms, I leaned into him, and kissed him fully on that
lush and now well slimed mouth, pushing my tongue inside to sample the
remaining traces of my cum mixed with his fresh saliva. The kiss stunned
the boy briefly, but after a moment I felt his tongue working against my
own as we probed each others mouth. After a bit, Ryan pulled his head back,
and stared into my eyes, as his sweet youthful voice proclaimed,

   "Oh boy!"

(To Be Continued)
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