Date: Tue, 8 Jun 1999 13:38:25 EDT
From: RRV071852@aol.com
Subject: SIDEWALK STUD-2

This is a true story.
It involves mutual masturbation and oral by two teens.


     I can see now as we head into the shower that i was NOT going to keep my 
promise to Chris.  There was no way, as I observed his smooth ass move to 
adjust the water once again in the shower, that I would be able to keep 
myself from touching him in a sexual way before we got back to the bed.

     Chris slides the shower curtin aside and lifts his left leg to step 
gingerly into the tub, careful of not slipping.  As his right leg lifts over 
the edge of the tub my hand grabs his thigh, running it up and down the milky 
white glob of flesh as my hand continues up to hit the bottom of his ball 
sac.  Chris rests his foot on the tub edge allowing me access to any part of 
his body I care to feel, touch or stroke.  His magnificent manhood, though 
only on the body of a young teen, would make ANYONE proud to claim possession 
as owner.  It rests on two clean flesh colored 
balls wrapped in human flesh that is bald and has no trace of hair or fuzz.  
Taking the warm loose sac into my hand I gently caress it around and around 
when causes Chris to lean his head back aganist the wall and let out a moan 
of approval.  My fingers travel futher down between his legs and under his 
balls, and they stop just at that point of the dark crevice that would lead 
into his boyhood love tunnel.  Not being one who gets any type of kicks outta 
anal love making,  my fingers stop and reverse themselfs to come back to the 
original starting point to his low hangers.  I again caress them and toy with 
them as again Chris sighs.  His flesh muscle begins to flex itself and unwind 
as I hold his family jewels to continue my inspection of them.  I watch in 
awe as his skin tube developes into a mature ripe banana, with the curve of 
it being upsidedown as the heat from his dick wraps my hand as a python does 
its prey.  The full extent of his dick is enhanced as it now rests upon my 
forearm and hand.  The wide, purple scarlet head reminds me of the old style 
German Army helmets worn during World War II....its big, its solid, its shiny 
and it is just waiting for me to apply pressure to it to test its strength 
and durability.

     I look up at Chris and see he is in a world of his own, perhaps taking 
in the sensations of his joy and stimulations as a dry mouth animal would 
quench his thrist at the watering hole.

     Chris lets his leg drop into the tub as I move closer to him to have 
that full body skin on skin contact.  As I slide the shower curtin closed, he 
grabs and wraps his arms around my back and pulls me to him, only to be 
stopped by that trunk that is now between his body and mine.

     Looking into his lake clear blue eyes I smile as he returns my smile.  
His lips, now rosy red as the steam from the heat of the shower swirls around 
us, curl into a bigger smile and they open just slightly as an invitation.  
His button nose is in just perfect porportion to the rest of his clean skin 
face.  I move his fallin hair from his face and back onto the top of his 
head.  His dirty blond hair now looks dark brown from the water.  My hands 
caress his face on both sides as my head moves into his space and our lips 
collide into a mess of wet lips and probing tongues.  As our tongues do 
battle for each other, Chris then begins his love dance, pumping gently 
towards my body hoping to fulfill his mission of lift off.

     Breaking away from his magnet lips and letting my head slide slowly 
downward, my own tongue leaves a trail of hot spit as it travels down and 
down his naked but smooth torso.  As rivers of molten lava spew forth from 
that vocano, my trail takes my lips to his right nipple, where I slowly take 
it into my mouth and caress it with just the tip of my tongue.  I feel the 
vibrations of Chris's moans as I move to his left nipple and caress it as i 
did to his right one.

     My knees then bend for me as they are given the order to lower my head.  
My trail of hot love now moves to his open range of stomach flesh, where as 
the buffalo did years ago drifting and grazing at the sweet juice of the 
plains grass,  so my hot tongue does to Chris and his stomach.  Finding the 
little pond of the plains, I suck hard and long as my tongue dips into his 
bellybutton.  So firm, so tight, yet so sensative to my tongue exploring that 
Chris humps his dick into my chest and begs me to get his off.

     "My gawd Richard suck me off dude....get me to cum like you did before 
dude."

     Who was I to refuse?  As Chris grabbed the sides of my head and directed 
my mouth to his now towering inferno, I could not mistake the bead of pre cum 
that was dripping from his helmut as being water drops from the shower.  
Thick, creamy, clear drops were coming forth as a sign that much more was to 
follow, if only called for.

     Licking the precum that now was baptising his purple head, I took ahold 
of his strong bayonet and directed its tip to my mouth.  As a flame from a 
match starts the fire upon touching the paper, so my tongue was to Chris as 
its touched his dick head.  Moans and more moans came forth from deep within 
Chris as he pumped his dick deeper into my mouth and down my throat.  Never 
having the experience of something so large, hard and curved caused me to gag 
up as a reflex, letting me know this was NOT going to be swallowed.  I backed 
my head some allowing just the head and a few inches of Chris's dick back 
into the warm confines of my mouth.

     Holding the rest of his hot cock with my right hand, I began a slow 
piston like stroke back and forth, up and down upon his shaft as my mouth 
caused a vaccum
effect and my tongue was doing its best to swirl around and around his purple 
cap.

     Chris and I then got into a rhythm as his smooth ass cheeks left the 
back of the shower wall as he pumped into my mouth, only to slap aganist it 
with a wet sound as I then pumped my mouth down onto him.  My left hand begin 
its search of any little object I can latch onto and hold as my right hand 
continued its service in helping to get my new found love to his climax.  
Caressing his now tight nipples and forcing my mouth deeper onto his manhood, 
I heard Chris moan deeper than he ever had and it was then that I knew he was 
there.

     Forcing his hands tight aganist me, Chris took one final deep breath and 
then hissed it all out in a slow steady pace as a tire going flat.

     "gggggaaaaaaawwwwwwddddd." was all I heard as my tongue was struck by 
lightening when I felt hot syrupy liquid fill my mouth to capacity.  Trying 
to remain still but trying to also keep my pumping going, I felt blast after 
blast of Chris's cum being shot deep into my throat and down my gullet.  I 
felt a heavy weight upon me as I knew Chris's legs could hold him up no more. 
 A loud whimper as again another foceful blast took me by surprise.  
Swallowing so fast for fear of drowning, I felt the throbs and flexes as his 
love muscle begin to subside.

     Hearing only the shower fall as rain drops on a tin roof, I listened to 
Chris take deep breaths.  One would have sworn he just ran the marathon, 
breathing the way he was.  He was still leaning over my back as his cock was 
hard and firm and still very much at home in my mouth.  Flexing it a few more 
times, Chris then began to rise off of me and back aganist the shower wall.  
Licking his dick a few more times, I let it drop from my mouth and before I 
stood to face my love, I gave it one last kiss.

     Kissing him deeply and sharing the flavor of his cum with him, Chris was 
now at his level of gratitude.  Slowly turning me around so that I was now 
facing away from him, Chris's hands began a journey across my firm but flat 
chest and stomach.  His left hand caressed my nipples as his right hand found 
my pubes and as a rake, he used his fingers to smooth and seperate my pubes 
from each other.  My cock was hard but was being completly ignored as Chris's 
hand continued his exploration of my pubes and balls.  His fingers lightly 
tickled my ball sac and then cupped them forcefully as a jock stap would hold 
them together.  Leaning back aganist Chris I began to fill his teen dick rise 
to the occasion once agan.

     Chris made one adjustment of his dick as it now lay upon the outer curve 
of my cheeks.  Once there Chris began a slow but steady pumping aganist me, 
each time as he pumped foreward he actually moved my whole body foreward.  As 
his hand let go of my balls and grabbed my rock hard steel implant, I gasped 
at the feel of a tight hand upon my dick. Grabbing the hair conditioner I 
opened it and let go a steady stream of liquid over my dick, onto Chris's 
hand and now my balls.  Feeling how slick and non friction it was having on 
us, I leaned up some and squited some onto my back.  As I felt the sweet 
smell of aloe, it felt cold and smooth as it trailed down my back onto the 
crevice of my ass cheeks.  Chris's comment of " ya dude" was the answer for 
my question as to wheather he would utilize the conditioner as a lube to 
enhance his fake fuck of my ass.

     With his left arm around me in a bear hug and his right hand on my slick 
stick in motion, I knew I was close because of his non stop pumping on my 
backside and upper ass.  I reached behind to hold Chris as close and tight to 
me as possible.

     "Here it comes!!!" was all I could utter as my dick broke loose its dam 
of cum and let flow whatever remaining juices I had stored.  Was I dreaming 
or did I really hear Chris whisper "I love you dude." as I felt his hose 
erupt with all his glory upon my back.

     Cold pellets of water was now hitting and boucning off walls and curtin 
as I moved to face Chris with a question mark on my lips.

     "Did you say something?" I asked as I moved closer to him.

     "I said lets gets the fuck outta this shower.  All the hot water is 
gone!!!" Chris 
yelled and smiled at me as he was trying to avoid the cold water.  Grabbing 
Chris I said , "NO!!! lets stay and pretend we are Eskimo's." 

     "Fuck that dude!!" Chris said as he moved me away from him and slipped 
outta the tub.  Stepping out onto the towel next to Chris, I turned and let 
go of the curtin as I stopped the flow of water.  Grabbing one of the big 
fluffy towels I felt two warm hands upon my side and back as it was then that 
Chris began to dry me off.

     Turning to face Chris, I said that I could get used to doing this on a 
regular basis.
He agreed.  As he turned me around to complete drying me off, I moved my hand 
under his chin, and lifting his face up to me I saw tears.  Wiping them away 
I asked why he was crying.  His answer caught me off guard.

     "If only it could be me you got used to doing this with."

     With that comment Chris dropped the towel on the floor and left the 
bathroom.

     Could I really allow only Chris to enter my life as my one and only love?


     Hes just a kid!!  But wait..its not like I am THAT much older than him!  
As I brushed my teeth and rinsed with a gargle, I had finalized what I wanted 
to do.  I DID want Chris in my life, I DID want Chris to shower with me....I 
DID want Chris to be my love!!!!

     Walking out of the bathroom back into the chilly room, I had called 
Chris's name to explain to him my plan.

     My heart sank....my eyes teared up... my legs got weak.   

     Chris was GONE!!!


To be continued...

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