Date: Wed, 2 Aug 2006 13:29:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Blowing Bobby's Brother (8)

   Scott and I drank a soda, then, I led him back to my bedroom, where he
stretched out on my bed, and propped a pillow behind his head. I gazed
hungrily at his lithe, naked body, then, dropped my own shorts to the
floor, and stretched out naked beside him. I rolled into my side, and
propped my head on one hand, as I idly ran my fingers over his creamy
smooth skin. As I made small circles around his tight nipples, he
shuddered, and said,

   "Man, that is really amazing....when you touch me there, it's like I get
this kind of jolt in my balls....like they were connected, or something...I
never knew my nips were hooked up to my balls before..."

   I gave his nipple a little tweak, and watched his cute penis stir at
this groin, and replied,

   "Well, we are all wired up with tons of nerves, and who knows what is
connected where...and as long as it feels good...who cares, right...?"

   He grinned, nodding his head, as he lifted his arms, and folded his
hands behind his head. Unable to resist, I leaned down, and licked the
cloud soft skin of his hairless underarm, and he flinched, and giggled, as
I lapped at the ticklish area. I licked my way over to his distended
nipples, and took turns licking, and sucking the rigid little nubs, and
from the corner of my eye I could see his sculpted penis unfurl, and grow
once more fully erect. I pulled back, and ran my hand down over his tummy,
and let my fingers drift through his sparse, silky pubes, tugging gently on
them. His sprouting here seemed to be fairly recent, and still very much a
work in progress, but what light growth there was tended to define his
progress from boy to man, as did the proud staff of budding maturity that
pulsed against his groin, and the rather plump, and slightly descended
scrotum, and balls. Another year would provide a marked difference, I
thought, and idly wondered what this area had looked like a year or so
back.

   I brushed my fingers over his stiff penis, as I let my hand drift down,
then, gently hefted his scrotum in my palm, gauging the heft of his
balls. I looked closely at his taut sac, and noted the absence of any hair
growth on the soft, slightly wrinkled bag, and ran a finger along the
center seam that dissected the pouch perfectly as it ran from front to
back. I prodded a finger into the firm skin just behind his balls, and let
it drift back to the indentation that led to his very center, and he
groaned softly, as I let just the tip of my finger dip into the warm
crevice, and lightly run over the tiny ridges of tissue that guarded this
mysterious place. I sensed him tensing slightly, and withdrew, kind of
surprising myself with my curiosity, and mild interest in this area, as I
moved higher on the bed, and curled my fist around his warm, smooth cock,
and looked into his stunning eyes.

   "God, your awesome, you know that...?...cute...sexy...delicious...you have
it all going on, dude...definitely..!" I told him, and his cute face flushed
from the compliment.

   He made no reply, just held my gaze with those azure eyes for a minute,
as I continued to lightly stroke his rigid penis, then a serious expression
painted over his face, and he said,

   "So are you, Josh...seriously...you...and....all of this...amazing...how good
you make me feel...all over...jeez...I even liked you kissing me...hehe...I did,
dude...even that!"

   Still staring into the blue pools of his eyes, I gave him a tiny wink,
and mumbled,

   "Me too, Scotty...man....I liked that, too...!"

   As I mumbled the words, I was slowly advancing on those lush, soft lips
of his, and I saw his mouth part in anticipation, as our lips made contact,
then added pressure, until we once more connected in a deep, tongue
dueling, open mouthed kiss. Both of us emitted soft moans of pleasure as we
took turns swabbing the inside of the others warm mouth, and I flinced
slightly, as he startled me by dropping his hand down to grip my throbbing
erection. He stroked me, as I continued to glide my hand over his own rigid
cock, and we broke the kiss, staring into each others hungry eyes silently.

   Scotty finally blinked, exhaling deeply, as he breathed softly,

   "Wow...oh man...wow...!"

   I only nodded my agreement, lost somewhere in those blue pools, and was
goaded from my reverie, when he suddenly placed his palm on my chest, and
pushed me back, softly telling me to lie back. I turned onto my back,
Scott's fist still firmly gripping my rock hard erection, and dropped my
head on a pillow, as he rolled, and lowered his head to my chest. I gasped,
feeling the wetness of his tongue flicking over my nipple, and gasped
again, as he clamped his lush lips over the cone of flesh, and sucked at
it.

   "Oh Scotty...damn...oh damn...!" I grunted.

   He lifted his head, and looked up at me, his face flushed, and his eyes
alive with excitement, and maybe a tiny touch of uncertainty, as he said,
almost in a whisper,

   "Shhh, dude...quiet...just...let me...ok..?"

   I held his gaze, my mind reeling with the shock of his suddenly assuming
this more aggressive role, while at the same time registering my intense
desire, and passion, for him to do exactly that. I inhaled a deep breath,
and released it, as I relaxed onto the pillow, and closed my eyes, replying
to his plea by simply closing my eyes. I gasped once more, as his lips, and
tongue, returned to my nipples, and I smiled, as I came to fully understand
his earlier connection between nipples, and balls. He moved lower then,
drawing his tongue over the skin of my chest, and stomach, and I felt his
shift on the mattress, as his warm breath suddenly washed over the damp
head of my cock, and I lifted my head, my eyes popping open, and looked
down, just in time to watch the pink tip of his tongue extend, and washed
over the head of my cock.

   "Scotty....fuck, man....what...?" I groaned, a strong shudder of pleasure
washing over me.

   He ignored me, his focus totally on the steely shaft he held in his
fingers, as he once more dragged his tongue across the scalding head of my
cock. I dropped my head back to the pillow, my brain processing so many
sensations, and thoughts, that it made me dizzy, and I groaned deeply
again, as Scotty lowered his head, and slid my rigid cock into his warm,
wet, mouth.

   I knew instantly what I was feeling, but seemed unable to fully believe
it without adding some second sense to confirm it, so I again lifted my
head, and looked down over my heaving torso. I groaned loudly, my brain
registering the incredible sight of this delicious young boy moving his
silky mouth up and down the length of my erection, and I groaned even
louder, and dropped my head back to the pillow, as I muttered,

   "Scotty...oh God...Scotty...!"

   He worked at it, kind of gagging once or twice, as he adjusted to his
task, and his teeth only lightly scraped me once or twice, as he found his
rhythm, and style, sucking me as well as anyone ever had, as his hand
explored my heavy balls, and inner thighs. I was seeing tiny, white-hot
lights behind my eyes, and my breath was ragged, and swift, as Scotty
brought me ever closer to the edge with his unpolished, but definitely
mind-bending efforts, and I felt my nuts tighten in that tell-tale way. I
reached down, and threaded my fingers into his soft hair, and lightly
gripped his bobbing head, and told him,

   "Scotty...babe...oh damn...close, dude...watch it...or...!"

   He grunted, never missing a beat of his silky soft mouth moving over my
rapidly swelling cock, and I felt the eruption release deep in my balls. I
gripped his head again, and grunted for him to look out, but he only held
my shaft tighter, his fingers stroking at the base in sync with his
incredible mouth, and I lost it, totally. My cock lurched inside his mouth,
and felt as if it might have exploded into a million pieces, as my load
spewed strongly into his mouth, jet after rapid jet pulsing across his
tongue, and literally flooding his mouth as though it was never going to
stop.

   Scotty held on for the first volleys, then gagged badly, as he tried to
swallow, and keep pace with the river of cum that poured into his ravaged
mouth, and he pulled back, spitting and coughing, until narrow streams of
my semen trickled from his nostrils. His gorgeous eyes were wide as
saucers, and more semen trailed from the corners of his puffy lips, and he
swabbed at them with the back of his hand, as my wilting cock finally
stopped spewing ropes of cum over my stomach. He blinked rapidly several
times, then, looked at the creamy mess painted over my torso, and then met
my eyes. I grinned at the somewhat stunned boy, and raised my arms out
toward him, and he flashed me a sheepish little smile, as he folded forward
into my arms, and I pulled his panting body tightly against me, and held
him tight.

   We stayed quiet a while, recovering our breathing, and digesting this
recent phenomenon, then, he lifted his head off my chest, and looked into
my eyes, as he smiled a sheepish, shy little smile, and said,


   "I guess I didn't do so good, huh Josh...um...like at the end
there...anyway..."

   I chuckled loudly, reaching up to ruffle his soft hair, as I told him,
meaning every syllable of it,

   "Are you kidding, dude...you were absolutely amazing...totally...the
best...you just weren't quite ready for such a...gusher...is all....your
perfect, Scotty-boy....perfect...like I told you before...!"

   He blushed prettily, his long eye lashes batting rapidly, as he smiled
prettily once more, and replied,

   "Really...?...wow...and yea, actually....that....is pretty amazing, for
sure...I just maybe...well...prolly....I just need to, like...practice,
maybe...?"

   I cracked up at that, nodding, and told him,

   "Well, little dude....if its practice of...that....then you definitely have
yourself a practice partner, anytime you want..!"

   He giggled, blushing sweetly, as he nestled back into my side, and
mumbled,

   "Cool...!"

(To Be Continued)
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