Date: Thu, 28 Sep 2006 13:47:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Going With the Notion (3)

   Ryan came awake slowly, first cracking just one eye to peer at the
digital clock on his night stand. He registered two facts nearly
simultaneously, one being that the bedroom was cast in sunlight from behind
the closed drape, and the other the fact that the clock showed it to be
just past eight a.m. He rolled onto his back, and rearranged the pillow
under his head, then blinked several times, clearing the sleep from his
eyes. He stretched, extending his bare arms up over his head, and flexing
his naked legs to their furthest stretch points, holding the flex a moment,
before relaxing once more back into his mattress. He slid his hands under
the smooth sheet that covered his nudeness, and ran his fingers over his
smooth stomach, then, gripped his tumescent penis, stroking it lightly, as
he let his mind replay the stunning events of the previous evening with
Todd.

   Man, he thought, that was an amazing turn of events, definitely. When he
had begun his solitary and basically pissed-at-himself walk out the pier,
the last thing he would have ever imagined happening was it ending up with
him trading intense blow jobs with Todd. But, imagine it or not, that is
exactly what had happened, and, as he replayed the scene in his mind, he
knew that he had experienced a life-altering experience that was likely to
change him forever.

   His penis thickened, then grew fully erect in his hand, as he vividly
recalled the incredible sensation of Todd taking it into his warm, wet
mouth, and sucking it to a mind-bending orgasm, and then, recalled the
equally intense sensation of returning the pleasure, as he had eagerly
sucked Todd's formidable cock in turn. He giggled softly, running his fist
gently up and down his rigid penis, and wished that Todd was here now,
beside him, and naked in his bed. How he would love to slide under the soft
sheet, and take that thick, teen boyhood into his mouth once again, and
lovingly wake Todd with another stunning blow job, happily taking his
morning load as a protein beginning to his day. He sighed deeply, dropping
his hand down to cup his heavy scrotum, as he gently rolled his balls
around in the smooth sac, savoring the waves of sensuous pleasure the
gesture provided, as he firmly decided that this was it. No more bullshit,
no more pretending at wanting sex with girls. Nope, he told himself, this,
last night with Todd, is who you are, buddy-boy, no doubt about it. The
word "gay" ran over his mind, and he frowned slightly, seriously disliking
the label, as he disliked all labels and that one in particular. If his
desire for, and enjoyment of, sex with other males had to have a label, he
would much prefer the more-to-the-point phrases like "cocksucker," or even
`queer," to being labeled "gay," which to him conjured up visions of
limp-wristed girly-guys, all swishy, and silly, the kind of person that
left him totally cold, and, certainly not anything like himself, or Todd.

   As he continued to explore beneath the sheet, and again run the memory
of last night through his mind, he really wanted to jack off, but, the
building pressure in his bladder won out in the end, and he reluctantly
released his pride and joy, and rolled into a sitting position on the edge
of the bed, his feet going to the carpeted floor. He looked down, chuckling
at the serious tent his erection was causing where it poked against the
sheet, and he leaned back slightly, thrusting his hips, as he called
softly,

   "Todd...hey, baby...looks what I've got for you...!"

   Still chuckling, he stood, the sheet dropping away to reveal his
nakedness, his tight, toned body smooth and taut, and his throbbing
erection standing strong off his groin at a sharp angle. He looked down at
it, and flexed the rigid stalk a few time, before moving to his dresser,
where he chose clean briefs, socks, and a tee shirt. From the next drawer,
he selected a pair of cargo shorts, shut the drawer, and moved to his
bedroom door. He opened it a little, and peered out into the hallway, not
really expecting to see anyone, given that his bedroom, and bath, was
actually in a wing of the house separate from the other bedrooms, and
separated by all other rooms. Still, he thought with a chuckle, it wouldn't
do to freak out his Mom by a hallway confrontation with her very naked, and
very erect, son. Not this early in the day, at least, he chuckled, as he
moved across the hall into the bath, and closed the door.

   Ryan brushed his teeth, then, did a close visual inspection of his
boyish face in the mirror, deciding that today was not going to be one of
the two times a week he needed to shave. He turned on the water in the
stall shower, and adjusted the temperature, then, slipped into the stall,
and stood beneath the pulsing spray, idly soaping his smooth, lean body. As
he worked a sudsy hand over his penis, and balls, he grew fully erect once
more, and he gripped his turgid shaft firmly, sliding his slippery hand
back and forth over its length. His mind wandered once more back to the
beach parking lot, and Todd, and he clearly visualized the very good
looking boy on his knees before him, his lush mouth gliding hungrily over
his steely hard cock, as his hand manipulated his heavy balls. He
shuddered, fast forwarding his feverish brain to the turn-around, and he
now saw himself on bended knees, eagerly devouring Todd's thick cock, and
swallowing his copious load of creamy semen. His balls drew tight in his
swinging scrotum, and his cock spasmed in his stroking fist, as a long rope
of thick cum ejected from his pulsing cock, and splattered wetly onto the
stall wall. The second, third, and fourth, thick strings rapidly followed,
then, his penis softened, and reduced its discharge to small dribbles, as
the intense orgasm waned, and Ryan sagged against the cool, wet tiles, his
breathing ragged, and shallow.

   As his breathing returned to normal, Ryan stared at the long strings of
thick cum that slowly drizzled down the wall, and chuckled, as he reached
up to the shower head, and aimed the water toward the slimed wall, quickly
eradicating the evidence of his powerful ejaculation. He moved back under
the spray once more, and repeated the soaping of his now very relaxed young
body, then rinsed, and got out of the shower. He toweled off, checking out
his athletic body in the large wall mirror, and did a silly little hip
swivel move, causing his meaty penis, and balls, to sway back and forth
between his smooth and hairless thighs, and he chuckled again, as he turned
to check out his tight little ass in the mirror, as well. Not half bad, he
decided, not bad at all, might just be something that Todd-boy would find
interesting sometime, once he got past the novelty of the front-end
equipment.

   Returning to his bedroom, Ryan began dressing in the clothes selections
he had made earlier, his mind preoccupied still with thoughts of his rather
cute ass, and his recent thoughts of what it might be like to try some of
the ass play he had been checking out on the internet. He was more than a
little intrigued with the idea of someone actually touching him there, and
was even further intrigued by the countless photos he had perused depicting
men, and boys, fingering, and even licking, another males asshole, and
actually fucking them, as well. His mind pictured Todd's ample penis
sliding into his snug furrow, and he shuddered, feeling his penis thicken
inside his boxers at the thought. He forcibly turned off the train of
thought, and left his room, dressed now, and suddenly very hungry, as he
made his way toward the kitchen.

   In the kitchen, he found a note from his Mother, and picked it up,
reading that she, and his Dad, had needed to leave early, she for an all
day charity event hosted by her woman's club, and his Dad for a golf
tournament. The note indicated that neither parent would return until after
dinner, and that she had left $20.00 on the counter for him to feed himself
lunch, and dinner. Ryan quickly pocketed the twenty, and retrieved a carton
of orange juice from the refrigerator, then filled a large glass with the
cool juice, and drank it down. He grabbed a banana from the always filled
fruit basket on the counter, and peeled it, as he moved to the phone, which
had begun sounding its silly, musical ring-tone that his Mother had
downloaded onto it; some whimpy tune that she favored, which was
undoubtedly older than he was. He snatched up the offending instrument,
mercifully ending the lame lament, and said hello.

   "Hey, hot-stuff....it's me, Todd...did I wake you up, or...?" came the
resonate voice of his last nights amazing partner.

   "Nope....up, and showered...foraging for nourishment, actually." Ryan
replied.

   "Awww, man....you showered without me...?....damn...!"

   Ryan chuckled, aware that his penis was reacting to the sudden vision of
Todd joining him in the shower, and it being Todd's hand working him to
orgasm, rather than his own. He cradled the phone under his chin, and moved
his hand to adjust his growing penis in his shorts, and he said,

   "Well, dude...I looked, but didn't see you anyplace, so...had to just, um,
handle things... on my own...course, I could always take another shower, if
you wanna come over...?"

   Todd chuckled, and replied,

   "Don't tempt me buddy-boy...I can actually think of a lot of pretty fun
things that would probably come up, if I did that...!"

   Ryan laughed, and realized that he was nodding his head in agreement,
then, looked at the banana that he had all but forgotten in his hand. He
giggled softly, and brought the banana to his lips, and extended his tongue
to lap at the smooth end of the firm fruit, imagining it to be the satin
smooth head of Todd's cock. He groaned softly, and slid the ripe, smooth
fruit into his mouth, and sucked it gently, closing his eyes, and all but
tasting the smooth skin of Todd's cock on his tongue.

   Todd heard the soft groan, and the following silence, at Ryan's end of
the line, and he furrowed his brow, trying to determine what might be going
on at the other end of the phone line, as he asked,

   "Dude....what..?...you ok over there...what's up...?"

   Ryan moved the banana in and out of his mouth, savoring it's slick
softness, and the smooth texture of the fruit sliding over his tongue, and
he pressed it fully into his mouth, sensing the slightly pointed head of it
pushing at the soft tissue of his throat, as he worked it in and out,
stirring up enough saliva to have it be an audible slurping sound that
translated into the telephone, so that Todd heard it.

   "Jesus Ry...what the fuck...?...you sound like...well...shit...it sounds like
you are...sucking...?"

   Ryan giggled around the slightly mushy banana still boring into his
mouth, then, bit through it, and moved the crumbling fruit around with his
curled tongue, as he managed to mumble into the phone,

   "Really...?.....so, dude, you remember that sound, huh...cool...actually
though, I'm just sorta...uh...practicing, I guess....I'm actually eating a
banana, dude...and, thinking of you, of course...!"

   Todd cracked up laughing, his mind quickly visualizing Ryan "practicing"
on a banana, but, funny, or not, the idea created an instant reaction in
his penis, which quickly swelled to erection at the thought.

   Recovering, Todd said, "Look dude...I mean, I'm all for practice making
perfect, and all, but seriously, dude...no need to up your calorie intake
like that...hell, I'll give you all of the practice you want with zero
calories...maybe, like, a ton of protein, but....no calories at all..!"

   Ryan swallowed the remaining banana, gagging slightly between giggles,
then, replied,

   "That, my man, is the best, if only, offer I have had so far today...and,
I will happily take you up on it, too....but...only after some serious
breakfast...out...how about I come pick your sorry ass up, and take you over
to Terry's Place for some of her killer calories....then...we can come back
here...nobody home all day....and, see about that protein stuff...?"

   Todd gave his burgeoning penis another squeeze, nodded his head as if
Ryan could see him, and replied, very simply,

   That, dude....actually, all of that...sounds perfect...even the calories,
if you are going to insist...so, how soon can I expect you, then...?"

   Ryan chuckled, and replied,

   "Actually, you should prolly already be outside your house....!" And he
hung up the phone, hurrying out to his car, eager now to be finished with
breakfast, and...well...even more eager to pursue the issue of protein...

(To Be Continued)
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(Author note: Kind of a short, teaser chapter...more soon...always
interruptions...sigh...many thanks for all of your kind email on this little
tale...all writers love that, and, I'm no different!)