Date: Tue, 24 May 2011 15:00:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Arrangement

The Arrangement
By
Storyguy22

   The middle-aged man exited the hotel elevator and turned to his left,
the direction having been decided by a brief glance at the subtle sign on
the opposite wall that indicated the direction to a range of room numbers
that included the one he sought. He tried yet again to quell the stirring
of butterflies that fluttered in his stomach as he moved slowly along the
corridor watching the room numbers on each door as he reached it.

   His eyes flicked to the far end of the hall in search of the security
camera he was certain would be there recording his presence in this place
at this time, and that added to his nervousness regarding his mission, and
the dangers of it. Despite all his cautious prearrangements, and the
over-the-top spending of his savings to ensure that he would emerge from
this rather posh hotel with his freedom fully intact, and his long held
fantasy of experiencing a very young boy sexually fulfilled for the very
first time, he could not totally quell his nervousness.

   Moving steadily along the corridor he reflected on how this day had come
to be, beginning with his long personal effort to control this sinister
urge that had haunted him for such a long time, and his eventual
capitulation to that urge with the caveat that it occur in such a way that
greatly diminished if not totally obliterating any chance of his actions
being found out by any sort of authority. He was painfully aware of the
life destroying consequences of being legally charged with the sexual
molestation of an underage boy, and it was that consideration that had
motivated him to arrange the liaison he was now headed toward through a
highly touted, and highly expensive, agency that tailored their
professional services to just such arrangements, full discretion assured.
The actual handing over of a sizeable chunk of his life savings had been
painful to be sure, but he now consoled himself with the agents assurance
that once he was actually "with" his boy, that event would be swiftly
forgotten, and seem of small consequence by comparison to an afternoon of
pure bliss.

   Approaching the room he sought, he stopped directly in front of the
door, and inhaled a deep breath, hoping once again to stifle the flock of
butterflies in his gut. Feeling as nervous as a teenager calling for his
first date, he lifted a slightly trembling hand to the door, and knocked as
he exhaled the breath. For all his nervousness he was still very aware of
the tingling sensation deep in his balls and the partly tumescent condition
of his cock as he waited at the door to his own personal paradise. Not
since the days of his own childhood had he experienced the incomparable
excitement of sexual play with a youth, and the burning desire to again
know that stunning pleasure had never subsided within him. His frequent
sexual dalliances with other adult men had been a poor substitute, a string
of usually disappointing events that in the end had only served to heighten
his desire for a young smooth boy until he had finally found himself where
he was now, and he felt his racing heart skip a beat as the door slowly
swung open to reveal the most stunning boy he had ever laid eyes on
anywhere.

   The agency guy had told him the boy was fourteen and the man had no real
reason to doubt the veracity of that claim, but this boy could easily have
passed for twelve should he choose to claim that. A kind of unruly thatch
of very light brown hair covered his head and nearly hid his small ears as
it surrounded his cherubic face, and the very boyish smile that turned up
the corners of his lush little mouth, and the man took note of the
sparkling pale blue eyes beneath the narrow eyebrows which matched his hair
color. He was simply as cute as a button, and a set of tiny dimples carved
into his smooth cheeks as he smiled shyly up at the much taller man.
Stepping back from the door, the boy indicated the man should enter which
he did as the boy shut and locked the door after taking a moment to put the
do-not-disturb sign out.

   Watching the boy, the man took inventory, his eyes drifting over the
small frame head to toe. He was slight of build, petite even, at perhaps
5'5" and certainly not more than 110 pounds. He was dressed in some small
shorts that left a good deal of his creamy thighs and shapely legs exposed,
and a bright colored tee shirt with a hem short enough to leave a wide
expanse of a smooth and flat tummy on display. His feet were bare, and
dainty the man noted, and there was just the slightest hint of his boyhood
treasures under the soft cotton shorts, and it took a fair measure of self
control for the man to not simply reach out and grope his prize as his
excitement rapidly grew to the edge of control. Instead, he managed to
introduce himself, and the pair wandered over to the sofa in the suite-like
room, and sat down.

   There was a silver service tray on the table that fronted the sofa with
snacks and fruit as well as a nearby wet bar that appeared fully stocked
with any kind of liquid refreshment that might be desired. The boy settled
in, appearing more comfortable with the situation than the man was, and as
he brought his small feet up onto the sofa the leg opening sagged enough
that the man could see the edges of what looked to be some sort of multiple
colored pattern of briefs. The man smiled to himself as he fleetingly hoped
they were of the action hero style popular in his own youth, perhaps Spider
Man, or Robin. Not likely, he allowed himself, but a turn-on for sure!

   The chatted easily for a while, and sipped at sodas as the ice slowly
melted between them, and not really surprising the man, it was the boy who
initiated the proceedings which had brought them together. Inching to the
edge of sofa, he gave the man a coy little smile that unveiled a row of
perfect gleaming small teeth, and holding the man's hungry gaze, he reached
to the hem of his tee shirt, and peeled it over his head. Dropping the
garment to the floor, he faced the man and raised his arms over his head,
his creamy and totally hairless underarms flashing into view, and the man
actually gasped as he imagined licking the boy there, the youthful aroma
making him lightheaded. The boy seemed to sense this reaction, and he lay
back against the sofa arm, his hands still extended above his head as he
preened and posed for the stunned man.

   That quickly turned the man's cock fully hardened inside his slacks, and
he nearly drooled as he let his hungry gaze drift over the smooth and
hairless torso, and he lingered on the small pink nipples that dotted the
boy's chest, knowing that before this day ended he would sample those
lovely nubbins with lips and tongue. Moving slowly, the man extended his
hands toward the smiling boy, and he gasped softly as his hands sensed the
satiny smoothness of the warm skin of the boy's narrow shoulders and thin
arms as he explored him. Leaning down he lapped at the creamy underarm as
his palms roamed over the silky chest, his fingers teasing at the small
nipples that stiffened at his touches. The boyish scents of the young boy
caused his senses to reel, and as he sat back up he boldly trailed his
fingers downward over the boy's soft tummy as the boy sighed in pleasure,
his long eyelashes fluttering as he silently watched the man.

   Eager now, the man ran his hand over the thin material of the boy's
shorts, his breath catching in his throat as he clearly felt the rigid tube
of swollen boy cock that lay just behind those flimsy shorts, as he gripped
the narrow shaft with his hand, the boy groaned softly, further encouraging
the now highly excited man. Leaving the one hand caressing the boy's
treasures, he ran his other hand down the smooth thigh to the knee, and
then crossed over, his hand running along the boy's inner thigh, moving
higher until his fingers brushed the snug little pouch of his tender
balls. He gently gripped the whole package with his hands, and he was
rewarded with more soft groans from the boy, and his excitement drove him
to move his fingers to the elastic waist of the shorts. Sliding his fingers
under the material he began tugging the garment lower and he allowed a
smile as the boy quickly lifted his pert little butt up to assist his
effort to undress him.

   As the shorts slipped off his small hips and down those smooth thighs
the man groaned aloud as he gazed hungrily at the well defined package that
aptly filled the pouch of the very small and colorful briefs the boy
wore. While not of the classic little boy design he had hoped for he was
pleased that they were of a multiple swatch of colorful patterns that still
spoke of budding youth, and in truth by this point the man would have found
the sight of the boy's delicious package would have excited him even if it
had been displayed on some kind of baggy boxers. Nearly naked this way the
boy was even more stunning than the man had dared imagine, and he took a
pause to simply enjoy the view that was stretched across the sofa before
him. He continued to lightly touch the lad everywhere, paying a lot of
attention to the pulsing hardness that poked out at the little brief, and
he took careful inventory, making mental estimates of proportions before
the actual unveiling that was surely coming.

   It's a nice boy-cock, definitely, he decided, and he imagined it to be a
good four-plus inches long while narrow of girth, perhaps an inch at
most. It was steely hard as only a teen boy can attain, and he was sure he
could feel it pulsing under his attentions. The young pouch of tender balls
was more than ample, actually much more so than the man had anticipated,
and he was all but drooling now as he clearly imagined tasting and licking
it and taking the orbs into his mouth to gently suck. As if in rehearsal of
his plan, he dipped his head and ran his tongue all over the small briefs,
his senses reeling again as the boy's scents flooded over him as he lapped
at each of the delicious young treasures until the little undies were
actually wet with his running saliva. Unable to wait any longer, he sat up
and hooked his fingers into the waist of them, and he smiled again as the
little beauty quickly snapped his cute butt upward as though rushing the
man in his quest to make him fully naked.

  Without further hesitation, the man quickly slid the small garment down
the boy's legs and dropped them to the floor. He took a moment to feast his
hungry eyes on the prize that lay before him, beautifully naked now, his
perfect young cock rigidly erect as it lie along his mostly smooth
groin. He was perfectly circumcised, and the narrow shaft was topped with a
perfect little knob of a purple hue, a firm little ring of rolled skin
ringing it. The shaft was a milky smoothness, slightly thicker at the head
and tapering nicely to the base where a surprisingly good sized and
completely hairless pouch of pink skin bulged with the plump young balls it
held. The man gulped a flood of running saliva that filled his mouth, and
he managed to mutter some stammering compliments of the boy's stunning
beauty, an effort that was rewarded by a heart-stopping smile and a full-on
stretching of the absolutely perfect young body on full display to his
hungry gaze.

   Abandoning the final vestiges of self control that he clung to, the man
all but lunged forward as he began touching his prize everywhere at once as
his drooling mouth deftly captured the puling young boner deeply into its
warm wetness. The boy chirped loudly, his small hips bucking sharply to
feed his rampant boyhood into the man's soft mouth, and he groaned again as
the man began a steady bobbing on his pulsing cock as his hand cupped his
sensitive young balls, squeezing gently and tugging on the plump sac. The
boy felt a series of strong spasms deep in his tummy, and he felt the
familiar pleasant tingling behind his balls somewhere as the man expertly
sucked him, and after all of his own anticipation of this event he knew his
first eruption of this afternoon was not destined to be overly delayed,
next time maybe, but surely not this first go-round...this man was just far
too good at his task.

   Without any way of knowing of the boys rapidly rising excitement the man
too felt a mounting drive to bring this boy to a rapid orgasm, his jaw
actually aching with desire to feel and taste the sudden burst of sweet
young cream he was certain was coming, and he redoubled his sucking
efforts, bringing to bear any and all tricks he had learned over the
years. He had, after all, waited a lifetime for this experience that oft
imagined moment of the warm and creamy young nectar spurting powerfully
into his mouth where he might savor its richness before swallowing it
down. He brought his middle finger to that special spot just behind the
boy's scrotum, and he pressed firmly into the prostate that he knew rested
there, and he heard a sharp cry from the bucking boy. His hips jerked
sharply upward, and the man felt the rigid boyhood swell slightly, and then
spasm sharply as the awaited spurts of young essence suddenly ejaculated
repeatedly into his mouth as the boy grunted loudly, his hips thrusting as
his balls emptied their creamy load.

   The man swooned, briefly fearful he might actually pass out from
pleasure overload as he struggled to gather the surprisingly copious
offering in his mouth as he continued to suckle the boy's deflating cock,
and when he finally released it, he took a moment to savor the sweetness as
he thought that it was certainly the most delicious fluid in all the world,
bar none. He swallowed it then, his whole body shuddering with pleasure as
he sensed the silky cream slide down his throat into his tummy. He smacked
his lips loudly as he winked at the stunned boy, and then he shakily got to
his feet and extended a hand to assist the boy off the sofa. Turning, he
took the boy's small hand in his, and led the way to the suites bedroom,
and the huge bed that stood at its center. He watched as the naked lad
stretched out along its length and then he quickly began removing his
clothes, his own cock throbbing with need and his mind filled with
anticipation of the second round of play with this truly wondrous boy.

(To Be Continued)
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