Date: Tue, 27 Jan 2009 11:12:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Making Scotty Cum (11)

Making Scotty Cum
By
Storyguy22

(11)


   I made a kind of lame attempt to cover my absolute shock at what he had
just said by laughing nervously as I replied,

   "Wow Dude...that's really funny...I actually thought you just said that
you wanted me to fuck you...pretty crazy, huh...?"

   He flashed me rare look of total seriousness, and then blinked a few
times while I watched his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed several times
before he muttered,

   "That IS what I just said Lamo...what...?...you don't want to
now...?...Christ...we have done just about everything except that...and...I
thought that was what you wanted so freaking bad...to fuck my...what is it
you keep saying...?...oh yea...my pretty...or my hot little
ass...well...put up or shut up time, Dude...now or never, and all that...!"

   My mind was reeling as I struggled to process what he was offering me
all of a sudden, but my cock definitely wasn't having any problem getting
the message as it nearly instantly pulsed, as if trying to send my frazzled
brain the message that I ought to just shut the hell up and jump the pretty
little jerk off before he changed his mind. But, moron that I can be at the
most inappropriate times, I challenged him anyway, sputtering,

   "What the fuck Scotty...?...up until right now every time I showed the
slightest indication that I wanted to...fuck your pretty little ass, you
freaked...giving me all this "no way, Jose" stuff while you all but run
from the room...and now...you just up and decide that not only are you
gonna let me, but you actually WANT me to do it...?...not sure I get it
Bud...and...I don't want you making some dumb sacrifice just because you
know it's a kind of a hang up of mine...it wouldn't be right."

   I silently cursed myself for this sense of nobility I was feeling,
mindful that I ought to just shut the hell up and fuck him already, but
jeez, this was Scotty we were talking about here, not some random dude that
I had no feelings for. Sure, I wanted to fuck him, or at least I thought I
did, but at the same time I wasn't so naïve as to think my pushing my hard
cock into his tight little hole was going to provide him with endless
pleasure without a fair amount of pain, at least in the beginning, and the
idea of actually hurting my Scotty is what was holding me back. He rolled
up into a sitting position, staring at me in what I took to be utter
disbelief. His gaze dropped to my where my rigid cock pulsed against my
abdomen and I saw his tongue slid out and pass over his lush lips as he
eyed my erection almost as if he were gauging the amount of discomfort it
might render as it entered his heretofore mostly virgin rectum. Glancing
down at myself, I understood his musing, thinking that my cock was
definitely a significantly thicker instrument than either my fingers or
tongue which thus far were the only items that had penetrated that alluring
passage. He gave a little shudder, sighed deeply, and then stood, walking
away toward the bathroom while my eyes fixated hungrily on his pert little
butt, my concern over causing him pain fading somewhat. He did indeed have
a pretty little ass, and my obsession with experiencing my cock sliding
into its tightness suddenly seemed to trump my concerns for his
discomfort. Frustrated with my own indecision, I racked a pillow behind my
head, and began idly stroking my throbbing erection as I told myself that
the next move in this little drama was going to be Scotty's. Probably a
little chicken-shit on my part, but it was, after all, his discomfort we
were weighing here given that while I was unsure exactly what sensation I
might experience upon penetrating his hot little hole, it was highly
unlikely to be unpleasant.

   The bathroom door opened, and Scotty walked back toward the bed, his
cute cock now soft and swinging gently with his movements. He stopped at
the edge of the bed, smiling as he watched me playing with my cock for a
second, and then he silently erased the last traces of doubt about what we
were going to do as his hand came out from behind his back, and he dropped
a small tube of some sort onto the bed. I looked into his soft eyes
briefly, and his smooth cheeks filled with pink as I picked up the object
and looked at it. My own face flushed hotly when I realized that what I
held in my hand was a container of K-Y "personal" lubricant, and more
importantly it was in my hand because Scotty had actually not been quite as
spontaneous as I had originally thought with his sudden desire to have me
fuck him. An awkward silent moment passed as we each digested the unseen
line we had apparently just crossed, and my angst quickly turned to renewed
excitement. I reached out and gripped Scotty's arm, pulling him forward
until he tumbled onto the bed with me, and I wrapped my arms around him,
holding his naked body close as I rained kisses on his grinning face, and I
told him,

   "Oh Scotty...Baby...you never fail to amaze me...what am I going to do
with you...?"

   He giggled, his soft hand closing around my aching erection as he
muttered,

   "I already told you what to do with me...fuck me!"

   Considering how badly I had reacted to the last time he had spoken those
words, I decided to skip the verbal response this time around, and by way
of reply I simply kissed his soft lush mouth as my hands began roaming over
his silky smooth skin. There actually seemed to be an even greater than
usual level of passion, and lust boiling in us both as we rolled around the
bed, limbs entangled as hands and mouths explored the various creases and
crannies of each others body until we finally ended up with Scotty splayed
prone on the very rumpled bed as I lay between his splayed legs happily
sucking his rigid boyhood, and licking his plump pouch. My fingers dipped
into the snug crease of his little butt, and after teasing at his tight
hole I paused to retrieve the little tube of lube, and after getting it
open, I squeezed a goodly amount onto my fingers, and then resumed my
probing of his treasure. He gasped as I applied the cool gel to his tender
opening, and then he exhaled a low moan as I pushed my slick finger into
his warm tightness. I slid it in and out several times as I resumed sucking
his hard cock, and when I pressed against his sensitive little gland, he
groaned again, his hips bucking gently. I slid a second finger into him,
and he tensed up briefly, spooking me enough that I let his oozing cock
slip from my mouth as I asked him,

   "Okay Babe...?..."

   "Uh huh...good...sort of...full...is all...!"

   I moved my fingers slowly, using a slight rolling motion as I moved in
and out of his amazingly tight grip, and I reached up to rub his smooth
chest and tease at his nipples. He shuddered, exhaling loudly again, and I
felt his tight grip around my fingers soften slightly as he began to relax
a little, his body adjusting to my invading fingers. It was all that I
could manage to resist my burning desire to hurry this along, my cock
throbbed mercilessly with desire to push into his buttery softness, but I
held it in check, committed to working up to it slowly in the hope that
Scotty would be as prepared as I could get him when we crossed the final
horizon. Part of my feverish brain wrestled with images of the several
positions I had seen used for anal penetration during my net surfing
adventures, and I really wished that each of those pictures had come with
some sort of written review regarding the pros and cons of each, but as it
turns out it really didn't matter. The issue of "how" pretty much resolved
itself when I moved up to kiss Scotty's lush mouth once more, and as I lay
atop him locked in one of his mind bending kisses his slippery fist closed
around the pulsing shaft of my cock, smearing the lube he had somehow
gotten on his hand. I felt his legs lift up, and bend back toward his chest
as he tugged on my aching cock, aiming the drooling knob of it at his tiny
treasure as he shifted slightly under me to get it right. I felt the head
of my cock contact the ridges of tissue that I knew ringed his hole, and I
groaned as he thrust his hips toward my searching cock, and before I had
time to really process what was happening, his free hand pushed firmly on
my butt as I reflexively thrust into him. There was a moment of tight
resistance as my cock head probed his tiny opening and without really
thinking about it I pushed firmly forward, and my cock suddenly slid past
his tight ring and slid into him about half way.

   "AGgggg...JESUS...!" he roared, loud enough that it scared the hell out
of me, and I worried that the old dude from the lobby might burst through
the door to see what mayhem I was inflicting upon the boy.

   I stopped cold, my cock throbbing strongly as I registered the
incredible tightness that gripped the shaft like a vise, and I smothered a
huge impulse to blow my load right then and there. Opening my eyes, I
looked down at Scotty, and he gave me a brave little smile between ragged
little breaths.

   "You okay Babe...?" I huffed, realizing that I had been holding my
breath since his loud retort.

   His head bobbed up and down, and I noticed the light sheen of sweat that
had formed on his forehead, and he finally managed to mumble,

   "Yea...oh God...it feels so...fucking big...all full up...pain too...I
dunno...maybe...!"

   Using every ounce of will power I could muster, I held myself stock
still, not an easy task given every instinct that I was feeling was to
simply drive fully inside of him. A minute passed, the silent room filled
with our mingled heavy panting, and at last I sensed that release of spring
tight tension from him as his body seemed to soften, and relax. I took a
breath, and flexed my hips, moving into him another inch, and he grunted a
couple of times, then blinked rapidly and muttered,

   "Fuck...whose idea was this anyway...God...you feel like a ball bat in
there...!"

   Not really meaning a single word of it, I told him,

   "We can stop Scotty...?"

   He sucked in some more air, his head turning side to side on the pillow,
and he huffed,

   "Stop...?...you kidding me...the worst part is already over I think...it
really doesn't hurt now so much as it feels...really full...shit...just
keep going, okay...all of it...and then...oh jeez Robby...shut up
okay...?...just...fuck me!"

   Alrighty then, I thought, that was, after all, the whole point of this
exercise, right...?...and so I did just that. Forcing myself to move
slowly, I pushed steadily into the amazing tightness and warmth that
surrounded my pulsing cock until he had all that I had to give him. As I
bottomed out I paused, savoring the multitude of stunning sensations that
surrounded my cock, the heat and the unbelievable tightness that squeezed
on my cock. Scotty cooed and grunted under me, and then I suddenly felt
that same softening as before as he relaxed his inner muscles and now my
cock seemed to be immersed in melted butter that was still warm from the
stove. It was nearly unbelievable how his tight sheath seemed to cling to
my cock, and grip it as though he head his hand wrapped around it, and with
a low moan of pleasure, I withdrew, ever so slowly easing my cock out of
him until only the flared knob remained in his incredible grip. I looked
down at our juncture, gasping aloud at the stunning sight of my glistening
cock poised to once more invade his softness, and I was somewhere in a
corner of my mind relieved to not see any blood anywhere. I glanced at
Scotty, and he tried for one of his sweet smiles although it actually was
more of a grimace that painted his very flushed face, but he gamely nodded
his head, telling me it was okay to move on.

   Sucking in more wind, I eased into him once more, moving slowly but
steadily until I was again fully inside his slippery tunnel. I withdrew
again, and then plunged into him again, finding a sort of rhythm as I
sensed Scotty flexing and relaxing his inner muscles as his hips rocked to
match my strokes, and in another minute or so we seemed to have it figured
out, and we were...oh my God...fucking...fucking as if we had done it
dozens of times. I kissed his sweaty face, or at least I think I did as our
bodies joined in the timeless dance of the ages, our early awkwardness
giving way to a myriad of sensations so utterly fraught with pleasure that
it made me dizzy.

    Scotty had apparently gotten past the initial discomfort and the tense
sounding grunts he had been uttering suddenly sounded mush more like moans
of something much more pleasant as his hips rolled under me and his inner
muscles tightened and relaxed in perfect sync with my plunges in and out of
him, and it seemed as if his body was somehow actually milking my throbbing
cock. My aching balls slapped his upturned little ass each time I sank
fully inside him, and I could feel my cock sliding over his hard little
glad on each stroke. He was huffing like a winded sprint runner, and my
sweat dripped onto his sweet face from my soaked brow as I felt the
familiar churning deep inside my balls. Scotty bucked, and wrapped his
smooth legs around my back as I rode him, my heart a jackhammer in my
chest, and in another few wondrous plunges I watched in utter amazement as
his delicious cock suddenly spewed forth repeated spurts of his tasty cum,
the white streamers jetting onto his heaving tummy as his balls
drained. The sight was the final straw for my own overloaded senses, and I
felt a sharp tug deep in my own balls as my orgasm suddenly grasped all of
my senses and my cock spasmed sharply as I flooded his buttery bowels with
ribbons of scalding cum, the intensity of it so breathtaking that I
actually worried I might black out.

   Finally, the last of my orgasm washed away, leaving me gasping for
breath as every nerve bundle in my body quivered with the most intense
feeling of relief that I had ever experienced. Exhausted, I folded forward,
leaning to one side so as to not crush poor Scotty as I sprawled limply on
the bed, my rapidly wilting cock slipping from his wet and slippery
grip. The mingled scents of ourcum and sweat filled my senses, and I pulled
a panting Scotty against me, holding him tightly as the final vestiges of
the stunning orgasm began to fade. He rolled his head to face me, and a coy
little smile turned up his lush mouth, and all I could manage was a little
grin of my own as I shook my head, still not quite believing what had just
taken place. Finally, he inched closer, and pressed his soft mouth to mine
as our tongues danced back and forth for a moment, and then he pulled back,
and said, a soft giggle in his voice,

   "That was so amazing...I actually think I want to smoke a cigarette...!"

   Laughing, I slapped his pretty little butt cheek and told him,

   "You don't even smoke, you Dufus...it's really bad for your health...!"

   Giggling his sweet little giggle, he replied,

   "Oh yea...?....well, so is sex like that...I about freaking died that
felt so intense...!"

   Chuckling, I hugged him again and told him,

"No argument from me on that Babe...intense beyond belief...and if there is
any chance of it being fatal, well, it's a chance I'm perfectly willing to
take...anytime!"

   "He giggled some more, and then asked in a soft little voice,

   "Anytime...?...like right now, maybe...?"

   I laughed, reaching down to gently pinch the cute little knob of his
limp cock as I replied,

   "Right now plus a few minutes to recharge...that load you just took out
of me drained everything but my toenails I think...how about a little
nap...and then...well...!"

   He laughed, and nodded, and then suddenly sat up and climbed over me to
the other side of the bed. I looked at him, wondering what that was all
about, and he stretched out as he told me,

   "If we are going to nap, then you can have the wet spot...!"

   Laughing, I gave his soft cock another little tweak, and then settled
into the comfy bed, not caring one whit about the puddles of our combined
nectar that wet my back as we drifted off.

(To Be Continued)
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