Date: Fri, 20 Aug 2010 12:08:14 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Get Him With Potions, Part Two"

Bobby was running behind me and I heard his loud breathing as he
raced to catch of.

"Hey Jason."

Oh, oh, he remembered my name.  Okay my lovely just get a little
closer and I'll drop a drop of magic at you.  No really, that was
just my craziness.  But later at the athletic center, we both
headed for the showers.  I saw his water bottle in front of his
locker with his sweaty stuff (how I longed to rub my face in it.)
I opened the bottle and dropped some love drops into it.  I
almost laughed like the villain in a melodrama "Ha ha, me proud
beauty, soon you'll be all mine."

I decorously took a shower away from Bobby.  I didn't want to
seem like a lurker.  He was singing in a mellow baritone some
unidentifiable tune.  He was happy.  Why?  Could it be me?

I lingered in the shower, resoaping my dirty bits so that I would
be perfect for him, after he got a dose.  I returned to the
locker area.  His bottle was gone, but Bobby was different.  He
gave me a lopsided grin and came close.

"Did you have a good shower?  You smell good.  What do you use?
I'll get some."

I was getting a hard on but answered with a fairly steady voice,
"It's just the stuff from the dispenser. You use push the..."

He was now two or three inches from my face.  Wow, his skin was
perfect, even close.  That mouth, so full.  Then it happened.  He
closed the space and fastened his mouth against mine.  I have
little experience in kissing anyone except maiden aunts.  This
was a heavy experience.  His lips were scalding, and he took them
away slightly and rekissed.  He did that about five times until I
was almost sagging to the floor.  Luckily he put his arms around
my bare waist and held me close.

When we finally parted, he cleared his throat a few times and
then hoarsely ordered, "Go to the sauna.  It's empty.  I need
your essence.  Hey, was he gonna make a potion, but then it
dawned on me.  I thought he dipped an occasional toe (or other
part) in the gay world, but now he was threatening to be an
active partner.

Once in the sauna he pushed me down on the bench and got on one
knee like a swain proposing and separated my towel and pushed my
legs apart.  "Beautiful," he breathed when me erect penis was in
view, it was so hard, it was plastered against my belly.  He
lifted it tenderly and kissed it with those lips, then got his
tongue into the act.  At that point, I left my Earthly body and
began circling in outer space, the sound of my own moans echoing
in this small sauna.  How that doggie could suck!  There was
hardly a place he missed and hardly a variety of licks and sucks
he didn't try.  I didn't know how much of this I could stand.
Not much I discovered because my balls felt like they were
swirling and my cock got numb, then sensitive and finally it
began vibrating.

Bobby tilted his face and looked up at me with those China blue
eyes, then he disengaged a moment.  "You want to nut now?  I
can't wait to taste you."

I nodded meaning yes, I want to knot and he resumed, but this
time with more sliver, a tighter mouth and faster.  Then he moved
down my shaft and allowed my prick to go down his throat.  As his
strong throat muscles swallowed he gave me an exquisite feeling
and I began grunting and mewling helplessly.

Again he looked up at me.  "Sweetie, stop holding back.  Let it
happen."

I made some sort of an animal sound, like ARSWL and felt my cum
shot from my knees, it seemed, and a river rushed up my cock tube
and emerged in a fire hose spray into his maw.  He swallowed and
moaned happily as shot after shot entered his hot craw.  Finally
I finished and he sat up licking his lips.  "So good, and this
was my first time.  I wanted to be a cock sucker for you."

He helped me up and we walked with our arms around each other's
waist, back to the locker area.  When we got there, he said, "Can
I take a swig from your water bottle, mine slipped out of my hand
and spilled.  I had to throw it away."

Wait, he did the deed straight?  I was very confused, but now he
was kissing me again and asking how I felt about fucking.

I shook hands goodbye and he laughed, "Suddenly you're so
formal."

Back at the dorm Throne greeted me with, "Did you sucky sucky?"
That boy had no manners.  I told him the truth, and I added
smugly, "I didn't have to use the potion."

"Good, the magic was your self confidence in believing that it
was magic.  I never even used those dirty nails anyway."


End Part Two