Date: Tue, 25 Oct 2005 14:34:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Island (8)

   The waiter returned with my Martini, and a tall fruit concoction of some
type for young Jacob, replete with little umbrella and a pineapple
slice. The Martini was exactly as ordered, large, and icy cold, straight
up, in a stemmed glass, with two olives. I sat back against the plush
cushion of the booth, the soothing drink in one hand, and Jacobs hard
little boy cock in the other.

   He scooted around, and got up on his knees, his elbows propped on the
table, as he sucked noisily through the straw in his drink, while I stroked
his rigid nail between my finger and thumb. I let go of his boyhood, and
gently cupped his small, firm scrotum in the palm of my hand, juggling his
grape sized balls a bit, as he giggled sweetly, and squeaked, "That feels
really good!" I chuckled, and let my hand slip between his smooth thighs,
and slid my finger into his snug little cleft, and probed his tight little
pucker, saying, "Good boy, Jacob, it's great to touch you this way, and I'm
glad that you are enjoying it as well." He slurped some more of his drink,
his head nodding happily, as I dug my fingertip inside his hot little hole,
and moved it in and out a few times.

   I moved my hand back toward his rampant member, stopping along the way
to jostle the cute nut sac again, then, resumed my stroking of his sweet
meat. The absence of any sign of pubic hair, and the still boyish tone of
his voice had me fairly sure of the answer before I asked the question, but
I asked him anyway. "So Jacob, are you squirting any sweet boy cream, yet?"
He blushed slightly, shook his head in the negative, and replied, "Nope,
but, I get the really awesome feelings, and I just know it's gonna happen
to me pretty soon!" I chuckled, and nodded, saying, "Oh, definitely, any
time now, I'm sure, but cream or not, the feeling is great, right?" He
nodded vigorously, and thrust his rock hard nail against my stroking
fingers, and answered, "For sure, and, I'm starting to get it right now,
too!" I smiled, sipped the frosty Martini, and increased the pace on my
stroking just a little.

   Another three of four minutes of my rubbing Jacob's silky erection, and
he tensed tightly, his small butt humping rapidly, as his cock slid through
my grip, and he squealed loudly, as his dry orgasm took him, and he "came,"
while I continued to rapidly pummel his jerking little prick until he
relaxed, and sagged backward against the seat back. I let go of his
sensitive little tool then and looked up with a smile, as we heard a
smattering of applause, and soft cheers, from the nearby diners who had
witnessed Jacob's hot little climax. He giggled, and blushed, as I ruffled
his soft hair, and asked what he wanted to order for dinner.

   We summoned the waiter, and ordered, and I sat back, sipping on my
second Martini. Jacob again reached into my lap, and gripped my throbbing
cock, running his small fingers all over it, before establishing a steady
cadence of jerking my shaft with a rhythm certain to bring me to my own
orgasm in short order. Just as I felt my balls tighten, and my shaft swell,
and spasm, the waiter arrived at table side, and paused, his eyes locked
onto Jacob's small fist rapidly pumping my turgid cock. His eyes widened,
and his jaw went slightly slack, as my cock erupted, spewing long ropes of
my cum into the air, before splattering onto my abdomen, and Jacob's
clutching hand. The waiter stood transfixed as I finished emptying my
charged balls, then, set the dinner plates before us, and tapped his hands
in a soft clap, saying, "Well done, Sir, and you as well, young man!" He
whisked the linen towel from his shoulder, and reached into my lap, dabbing
at my slimed crotch and stomach, then Jacob's well creamed hand. He stood,
and said, "Enjoy your meal, gentlemen," and departed. Looking at Jacob, I
noticed him frowning slightly, and asked what was wrong, then laughed out
loud, as he replied, "That guy wiped up all your stuff, and I wanted to see
what it tasted like." I ruffled his soft hair once more, and told him, "Not
to worry, little guy, there is plenty more where that came from!" He smiled
brightly, and we dug into the excellent meal before us.

   The lavish meal complete, Jacob and I decided to walk around the grounds
for a while to settle our dinner. I slipped my arm around his lithe body as
we walked, pulling the naked little cutie close to me, and admired his cute
little boy cock as it flopped against his hairless crotch. We ended up near
the swimming pool and the frothy hot tub, and the steaming spa looked very
inviting, so I asked Jacob if he wanted to get in for a bit. He nodded, and
we walked over, stepped into the hot water, and sat down, me pulling the
cutie onto my lap. The spa jets were going full blast, and the water foamed
and frothed around us, as I ran my hands over Jacob's smooth body. I worked
my fingers over his small nipples, teasing and gently tugging on the little
nubs until they grew stiff, and pointed. He giggled as I leaned down to
suck them, moving my lips from side to side. "Cool!" he squealed, "but it
sorta tickles, too!" I kept tonguing his nipples, and dropped my hand into
his lap, again capturing his hard little nail in my fingers.

    I stroked him, and rubbed the smooth head of his cock with my fingers,
then, tugged on it, so that he would stand up. He stood, and I grinned,
seeing his rampant little hardon bobbing around at about my eye level. I
leaned toward him, and swiped my tongue across the round head of it, and
slipped my lips around the head, sucking it, while my fingers pressed on
his hairless thighs so that he would spread his legs more. He separated his
legs, and placed his hands on his hips, thrusting his small hips forward
slightly. I slid the entire length of his prick into my mouth and sucked it
briefly, then pulled back, my hands stroking his satin smooth inner thighs,
as I drank in his total cuteness, and sexiness. He was a beauty, to be
sure, and so aglow with that something special about boys just broaching
puberty. I watched his cute cock bounce slightly with each pulse, and ran
the fingers of one hand up under his snug scrotum, gripping his small orbs
with my fingers, and rolling them in the silky sac. He groaned softly, and
I cupped the whole bag in my palm, tugging it gently. Moving forward
slightly, I opened my mouth, and carefully engulfed the hair free sac,
sucking gently on his firm little balls while he cooed, and emitted small
groans above me.

  I suckled his balls a while, loving the movement of them inside my mouth,
then, resumed sucking his stiff nail, while I continued to finger his nut
sac. I released his cock, and put my hands on his slim hips, turning him,
so that his incredible butt was in my face. Placing a hand on his back, I
urged him to bend forward, and when he did it, I extended my tongue, and
lapped the firm little globes of his butt. He wiggled it slightly, and I
dipped my tongue into his warm cleft, running it downward, until I probed
at his tiny pucker. Jacob squealed, and pressed back onto my invading
tongue, and I could feel the tiny ridges of tissue that surrounded his
little oval opening. I licked at it, and rolled my tongue, pressing at the
very core of the boy, until I slipped through the tight resistance, and
pushed as much of my tongue into his buttery chute as I could manage. He
groaned then, and worked his tiny butt in tight little circles, as I worked
my tongue in and out of his tight tunnel, and slipped my arm around him, to
once again stroke his rock hard boy cock.

   In a matter of a very few minutes, the multiple stimulation rocked his
young world once again, and he chanted a series of grunts, his dry orgasm
racking his slim body, as his anal ring clamped strongly on my tongue, and
his stiff bone pulsed rapidly in my fingers. Finished, his knees buckled,
and I drug my tongue out of his tiny pussy, wrapping my arms around him,
and pulling him back into my lap. My own rock hard cock pressed between us,
and he dug his hand behind him, wrapping his small fingers around my shaft,
and stroking me, as I let go some groans of my own. He rubbed me a while,
then, twisted around, and pulled on my cock, saying, "Sit up here on the
edge now, cause this time I for sure wanna taste it!" I quickly pushed
myself up, and sat on the edging of the hot tub, out of the water, with my
raging hardon swaying in front of me. Jacob's eyes widened, as he stared
close up at my throbbing cock, and his small hand snaked forward to grip it
at the base. He grinned, and leaned into me, his mouth going wide, as he
slipped the head of my cock between his lush, pouty lips.

   I groaned in pleasure, and leaned back on my hands, and watched,
mesmerized, as he moved slowly forward, taking fully half of my seven
inches into his sweet young mouth. His fingers held the base of my shaft
tightly, and he stroked there, in sync with his head movements, as he
skillfully worked my raging cock in and out of his sweet little mouth. He
brought his free hand up and began fingering my aching balls as he picked
up pace, and rhythm, with his talented mouth. My hips began thrusting to
match his movements, and in no time, I felt my balls draw up, and the
incredible sweetness of the orgasm, as it began in my balls, and moved
through me like slow rolling thunder, until my cock swelled, and exploded,
sending jet after jet of my rapidly expelling nut butter into his soft,
sweet, mouth. He gagged slightly at the first volley, then, quickly gulped
it down, just in time for me to flood his oral cavity once more, then
again, and again, with my scalding semen. He gamely stayed with me, gulping
each time I pulsed, until all I had left was some slow dribble, and he
pulled my deflating cock from his mouth, and lapped at the remaining
discharge. He looked up at me, a dazzling smile crossing his flushed face,
and said, "Oh wow, man, that was awesome!" I smiled back at him, nodding,
still too hammered to reply.

(To Be Continued)
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