Date: Wed, 26 Jul 2006 06:54:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Blowing Bobby's Brother (5)

   My little world had happily fallen back into place over the couple of
weeks that I had been successful in replacing my relocated suck buddy Bobby
with the delectable young Scott, Bobby's younger brother. I still missed
Bobby plenty, and his nice thick cock, but young Scotty was a more than
adequate substitute, and, while his still developing goodies were slightly
smaller in size, he was every bit as delicious, and responsive to my
attentions. As an added bonus to the new arrangement, I had found young
Scott measurably more interested in some form of reciprocation than Bobby
had ever been, and I had thoroughly enjoyed those occasions where the young
cutie had opted to stroke me to some pretty stupendous orgasms during our
play together. My primary objective remained savoring the sensation of his
pretty penis throbbing in my hungrily sucking mouth, and the creamy
eruption that followed, but, being on the receiving end of a nice hand job
now and again is never a bad thing.

   All things considered, life was good, the only slightly disappointing
aspect being that my fun with Scott had been pretty much limited to trysts
that were quicker, and more limited, than I would have preferred. While
Scott's family were used to having me around when Bobby had been at home, a
bit more discretion was called for regarding my hanging out so frequently
with Scott, given that he was nearly three years younger. The last thing I
needed was to arouse any sort of suspicion in Scott's parents regarding my
interest in their younger son, so we had been careful to protect the
appearance of out relationship. Taking that caution required that Scott and
I meet up some place away from his home, for the most part, and those
clandestine arrangements often limited our adventures to the confines of my
car, or other locations that were less than totally secure, the result
being that we were too often rushed in our activities. Effective,
definitely, but somewhat rushed, none the less.

   In our mutual zeal to explore our sizzling desires, there had been a few
occasions where we had escaped detection by the mere skin of our teeth, the
closest of which had occurred when we had obtained permission from Scott's
parents for me to take him to the local drive-in movie. Our story had been
a mutual desire to see the current movie the drive-in was offering, and
that both of us had missed it at the local theater the previous week, and
since I possessed the required vehicle for drive-in admission, it made
since that Scott accompany me to the screening. That accomplished, I had
picked him up at home, and visited briefly with the family, before Scotty
and I headed off to the movie.

   Neither of us, of course, had any real interest in the movie, and not
long after we arrived, and darkness fell, I was adamantly involved in
getting Bobby out of the shorts, and undies that blocked my access to the
delicious boy parts that I craved. I had already managed to open all the
buttons on the front button shirt he had on, and had spent several
incredible minutes exploring the satin smooth skin of his budding chest,
and tummy, as well as teasing his nickel-sized nipples into stiff little
peaks. As I lapped my way down his silky torso, the heady boy scent of him
flooding my senses, I ran my hand into his crotch, and encountered his very
rigid boy nail, and gripped it, stroking it, as Scott moaned softly. My
eager mouth was all but drooling with saliva, as I yearned to strip him of
the shorts, and feast on his hard cock, and cute little balls, but I knew
the damned center console was going to make it a painful, and awkward
event, so as I teased his rigid boyhood, I pressed my lips to his small
ear, and told him,

   "Oh man, Scotty....I really want to suck this bad boy...but, dude....we
need to move to the back...this freaking console is, like, cutting me in
half...!"

   He giggled, then groaned again, as I gave his pulsing erection a
squeeze, and muttered,

   "Yea...cool....whatever....man, that feels awesome,
Josh....and....jeez...I really want you to suck me, too....let's do it,
man....!"

   I lifted my head, and scanned the nearby area, and noted an occupied car
a couple of spaces over from us, and decided that it might look suspicious
if two guys suddenly got out of the car, and moved into the back seat, so I
told Scotty,

   "Ok bud....here's the deal....we get out...and you climb in the
back.....I'll walk over and get us some drinks, then get back there when I
get back....sound cool...?"

   He nodded, and gave a little thrust of his small butt, pressing his rock
hard penis onto my still groping hand, and answered,

   "Yea, that's cool....just....well...sorta hurry, ok...?"

   God, I loved this kids attitude....he is as eager as I am for
this...damn right I'll hurry...count on it!

   We slid out of the car, and I stood between the nearby car, and Scott,
as he quickly slid into the back seat, and I shut the door. I glanced over
there, and didn't actually see anyone paying us any attention, and I walked
off toward the snack bar, mentally willing my hardon to wilt enough to not
be totally obvious. I got the drinks, and returned to the car, quickly
entering the back seat, and closing the door, then, set the drinks into the
cup holders located in the console, and settled into the back seat. I
turned toward Scott, and gasped out loud, as my eyes adjusted to the
darkness, and focused on his totally naked and lithe little body. He
flashed me his killer grin, and giggled, as he ran his slender hand up and
down the satin smooth object of my desire, and said in a husky voice,

   "I kept it all warm for you, big guy....better come and get it, or it's
gonna be too late...!"

   Mesmerized by the incredible sight of the little hottie stretched across
the rear seat, naked and rock hard, as he slowly ran his fist up and down
his silky penis, I froze, and just stared at him, as my own cock instantly
returned to it previous erect state. Damn, I thought, what an awesome
sight, watching this little beauty stroke his sweet cock for me, and I made
a mental memo to self to one day soon ask him to complete the act for
me. For the present, however, I very much wanted that throbbing boy meat
inside my drooling mouth, and I quickly dropped to my knees on the floor
board, and maneuvered between his outstretched legs, and nudged his hand
away, as I gripped the base of his pretty erection in my fingers, and bent
down, and completely engulfed his steely hard penis.

   Scotty let out a long, deep moan, and my taste buds erupted, literally
flooding my mouth with my saliva, as I slurped loudly up and down his rigid
nail. I pushed his hairless legs wider, and found his tight balls with my
free hand, and tugged the taut sac gently, as I settled into a smooth
sucking rhythm, savoring his flavor, and the satin-like smoothness of his
hard, young penis sliding in and out of my mouth. He uttered a steady
cadence of soft mewing sounds, and ran his fingers through my hair, as I
paused to suck only the spongy head of his pretty cock, my fingers and
thumb still stroking its base. He shuddered, as I pressed my tongue to the
extra sensitive spot where the tiny "v" of tissue joins the ridge of what
once was his foreskin circled his cock head, and very gently closed my
teeth over his little helmet, as I tugged gently on his tight balls.

   "AGgggg, fuuuuuck, Josh.....oh, man....!" He chirped, his fingers
tugging at my hair.

   I relaxed my mouth then, and once more slid him fully inside, and used a
finger to press firmly upward just behind his balls, and resumed my steady
sucking rhythm, eager now to feel, and taste his creamy explosion. He
continued to groan, and worked his small hips in sync with my efforts, and
in another minute, or maybe two, he was there, and I felt his shaft flex in
my mouth, ash is hips bucked sharply upward, and his perfect little boyhood
erupted into my hungry mouth.

   The first volley was forceful, and heavy, as it jetted across my tongue,
and pummeled into the back of my throat, and I quickly gulped it down, and
opened my mouth slightly, allowing room for the rapidly following ejections
of his warm, creamy essence. Each rapid spurt coated over my tongue, and I
relished the nutty taste of his boy honey before swallowing, as I continued
my finger pressure against his perineum, and it seemed like he just kept
cumming for a long time, with a volume that actually surprised me. Finally
he was drained, and spent, and the tension released from his body, as he
sagged down onto the seat, and shuddered strongly, as I slipped his now
wilted penis from my mouth, and licked tenderly over the soft head of it. I
looked up at him, and he grinned widely at me, his head slowly shaking side
to side, as he sighed deeply, saying, as he exhaled,

   "Holy shit.....jeezo....that.....rocked....!"

   I grinned back at him, the nutty aftertaste of his amazing eruption
still flooding my mouth, and replied,

   "No shit, holy shit....that, little dude, was like a freaking
volcano....!"

   We giggled together, and I pushed his smooth legs off to one side, then
slid up to sit beside him, and put my arm across his shoulders, and pull
him close. I held him, giving him time to recover from the intense orgasm
he had experienced, and I started sharply, as the big flood light towers
surrounding the drive-in lot suddenly sprang to life, illuminating the
entire area with a harsh flood of bright light. The interior of the car was
suddenly like daylight, and I glanced outside, seeing several people
exiting their cars, and I realized it must be intermission. I scrambled on
the floor of the car, frantically searching for Scott's shorts, whatever,
knowing that should any passer-by glance into the car it would be painfully
obvious that the boy was sitting there next to me totally naked.

    I finally located his shorts, and handed them to him, and he quickly
skinned them over his slender legs, a look of near panic on his still
slightly flushed face. I was back to digging around on the floor, looking
for Scott's shirt, when suddenly somebody rapped on the window, and called
out my name. Oh shit, I thought, how busted is this, as I fought the panic
that welled up in me. As I turned my head toward the window to see who I
was going to be forever indebted to, I spotted the two drink cups that I
had deposited in the cup holders between the front seats, and a weak, but
plausible idea flashed through my reeling mind. I lunged forward, and
forcefully slapped at the cups, causing the wet, sticky contents to fly all
over the front seats, and the console. I faced Scott, and hissed,

   "Just play along with me, Scotty....we spilled stuff up front, ok...?"

   He nodded quickly, his azure eyes wide, and blinking rapidly, as I
leaned forward, and reached the door handle, and jerked it open. A face
loomed in the open door space, and it took a second for me to register that
it was Tony, a friend from school, and sports. The broad smile he had
painted on his face faded slowly, as he gazed into the back seat, and saw
me, and a shirtless Scott, and he kind of looked back and forth between us
a time or two, as if trying to make sense of what he was seeing, or thought
he was seeing. I pushed up off the seat, and forced Tony to retreat, as I
managed to step out of the car, and face him, forcing myself to smile, and
sound as calm as possible, while my freaking heart hammered so hard I swore
I could actually hear it.

   "Hey tony....how's it hanging, dude.....what's up...ya scared the shit
out of me banging on the window like that, dude....!"

   He continued to kind of stare at me, a quizzical expression on his face,
and finally he blinked, and kind of shook his head, as his expression
changed from quizzical, to one of "ah-ha!" Shit, I thought, I so do not
need this shit....not Tony, of all people, who just happened to be, like,
the single biggest mouth on campus if he had dirt on somebody. I sucked it
up, and plastered a forced casual look on my face, I hoped, anyway, and
told Tony,

   "Got a bit of mess going on in the car...knocked over a damn soda cup,
and splattered the shit out of everything up front, including poor Scott,
there, and most of his clothes along with it....sucks, for sure...!"

   It sounded pretty lame, even to me, but it was going to have to do,
given the total lack of time to do better, and I watched Tony carefully,
trying to read his thoughts. He glanced at my car briefly, and I lamely
moved aside, giving him a look into the totaled front seats, and
console. He met my eyes again, nodding absently, and just when I was almost
sure he was going for it, Scott lunged his way out of the back, still
wearing only the shorts, and what remained of the sexual flush that coated
his baby face. Oh fuck, I thought, with him shirtless, and barefoot, his
soft hair all in disarray, and slightly flushed, he looks about freaking
twelve standing there with that sheepish little grin going on.

   Tony let his gaze travel the length of Scott's sweet little body, then,
looked back at me, an evil sort of expression cloaking over him, as he
asked me,

   "Scott....um....Bobby's little bro, right...?"

   I nodded dumbly, and forced myself to keep it together, as I nodded some
more, and mumbled some inane thing about us both wanting to see the movie
before it left town. My mind was racing like mad, wondering if Tony had any
kind of inkling about Bobby and me, and if he was buying one word of this
bullshit, with Scotty standing there next to me wearing a fresh-fucked
glow, and little grin that all but said, "Yup....I just got my cock
sucked..."! Tony looked back and forth between Scott, and me again, and a
sly little smile turned up the corners of his mouth, as he looked at Scott,
and asked,

   "So, little bro, what do you hear from Bobby....he doing better out
there at the coast...?"

   Scott nodded, his cheeks coloring deeper, as he looked at his bare feet,
and mumbled,

   "yea...guess so..."

   Tony nodded absently, and once more cast his gaze into the cola slimed
front of my car, before looking askance at me once again, as he said,

   "Yea....well, cool....so, tell him Tony says hi...and....uh...guess I'll
catch you later, Josh...."

   Jesus, I thought, now that really went well.....NOT....but I gamely
nodded, and replied,

   "Sure Tony....cool....I'll, um.....catch you later, dude..."

   With that, Tony gratefully retreated in the direction of the snack bar,
and I released the breath I hadn't even realized I was holding. I turned to
Scott, and out eyes met momentarily, then, we both broke up with the
giggles, realizing that as awkward as it had been with Tony, less than five
minutes earlier would have been a hell of a lot worse, with him very likely
catching me red handed, so to speak, with Scotty's sweet little cock
filling my mouth with his creamy load of young cum. As it turned out, Tony
may well suspect what was going on in the back of my car, but there was no
way for him to be sure, so I figured to just keep stone walling it, should
it ever come up again. We decided that we had pushed the envelope of luck
far enough for one evening, so I went to the bathroom for some wet towels
to clean some of the mess with, and we hauled it out of the drive-in. If
there was any sort of good news that went along with all of that trauma, it
was that Scotty-boy had not added a stitch to the shorts he had scrambled
into, which left him still shirtless, and, I knew, naked under the small
shorts. The Tony, and flood lights, thing had sucked, big time, but, the
night was young, and, as I let my eyes wander over the expanse of silky
bare skin seated next to me, I decided, then and there, that I was up for
some more sucking, myself. I dropped my hand onto Scott's tender thigh, and
asked him, as I gave him a sinister little wink,

   "You ever been to the submarine races, little man...?"

(To Be Continued)
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