Date: Sat, 26 Aug 2006 09:42:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: coxcomb rumbustious <rumbustiousboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Strawberry Roan 3: High and Dry

Strawberry Roan

High and Dry

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	Roan eased his two fingers out of my butt, leaping over me to go
take a leak. I pulled on my underwear and my pants, while he was gone. He
stopped short in the doorway, upon his return.
	"You're dressed," he said, his dick dangling from his pants.
	"My mother's due home," I said. "I can't let her find us...."
	"Oh, cool. I understand," he said with the sound of not
understanding in his words. "You got what you came for."
	"Roan, I didn't come for anything," I said, meaning to say that it
was being with him I was after.
	"Yeah, cool. I'll probably see you at school," he said, flipping
his dick back into his pants and turning to leave.
	I jumped up to go with him to the door and my mother's car turned
into the driveway.
	"Oh, shit. I need you to go out the back way," I said. "It took
longer than I thought it would. My mother just drove up. I'm not supposed
to bring kids in the house without one of them home."
	"Show me the way out," he said. "We wouldn't want to give her the
wrong idea."
	As I closed the backdoor on Roan, my mother opened the front
door. I met her halfway through the house and she gave me a hug tentative
hug.
	"Where's your shirt and shoes and socks?" she asked. "You don't
usually walk around like that."
	"Oh, I just came down for a drink," I thought fast, except a sudden
feeling of lose came over me.
	"Well, I need to change into something more comfortable," she said,
heading for the stairs.
	Realizing it was too, late, I went after Roan anyway. I took the
back steps two at a time, thinking he might still be on my block. I raced
around the corner of the house and ran into him. He was right there,
leaning against the aluminum siding with one big hand, Roan was pounding
away on what was now a very thick dick, seeming far too, large for the boy
it hung off of. Even when I ran into him, he kept the motion going.
	"Roan, my mother's home," I said before I could stop the words.
	"I didn't think she'd be interested," he said, seeming to pick up
speed as I stood horrified, watching him jerk off a few feet from our
backdoor. "You left me high and dry, dude, and this is what you do when a
dude leaves you high and dry, you know. I was just catching up with where
we left off."
	I reached around him and felt his dick, realizing this was no place
to be fondling him.
	"All right," he said, and before I knew it he had unfastened his
pants and dropped them around his ankles. "That's better," he said, pushing
his underwear off. "Oh, yeah, go for it. This is hot. I never did it in
someone's driveway before."
	"My mother's home," I complained, amazed at the hardness of his
erect penis.
	There was no bend in it, except for the one built into it. The
harder I pulled the stiffer it became, until he was harder than hard and
using his hips to increase the speed of the fist that served him well.
	"She going to wander out here looking for you?"
	"No, but the neighbors might see," I said, changing my argument.
	"It'll only take a minute. I got her all warmed up for you. If you
don't let her cool down none, she'll be firing off a load in a minute or
two."
	I kept stroking, while looking around to see which windows in the
houses around us might catch the action. Only the upstairs windows at the
Crawfords were high enough to see over our fence.
	"Give it a little lick and it'll go faster," he said. "It's
clean. You're the only one that's been on it today."
	"I've never...." I was fighting the thought that went with the words
as they emerged.
	I got on my knees in front of him, still feeling his erection. His
dick arched down before the head turned up somewhat. It was smooth and
without veins or changes in color. The head was swollen substantially once
my tongue touched it. The taste was unfamiliar but remarkably fresh and
clean. The clear pearls that appeared at the tip were tasteless but they
excited me as I licked them off, feeling his two smooth balls, making him
moan.
	The more I licked and felt his dick and balls, the more I wanted
from him. My hands toyed with his thighs, butt, and the space between his
legs. Spreading them wider apart, he let me touch him anywhere I liked. The
wetter I got his dick the harder he breathed and when I worked the head
into my mouth, he began an ever so slow attempt to feed me more by placing
his hand on the back of my head and easing his hips forward.
	"Eat my dick," he said in someone else's voice. "Use your
teeth. Yeah, but not so hard. Man, you got some mouth on you, boy. Oh,
yeah."
	I imagined my mother came around the side of the house. I imagined
Mr. and Mrs. Crawford and their three kids standing in the upstairs bedroom
cheering me on. "Suck it. Suck it. Suck that god damn big dick, Nicky."
	"I'm going to pop," someone said from somewhere else. "I mean it,
Nick. I'm ready to cum now. You best ease off her. Nick, I...."
	I could feel the marvelous swelling and the pulsing sensation had
my own dick throbbing. He'd put his hand back on the back of my head,
tightning his grip, while I was working my lips an inch or two down on his
wooden shaft. It was no easy task, I might add. The sounds he made, the
texture of his dick, and the warm hot flesh my lips were wrapped around
made it an experience of a lifetime for someone with no experience. I'd
never dreamed sucking dick could be this amazing. There was nothing to
compare it with. My entire body was involved with making Roan delirious.
	As amazing as it was, he nearly choked me, when he started to
cum. He jammed the hard shaft against my teeth, groaning madly as they
gouged him. It took until the second squirt for me to understand he was
unloading in my mouth. When I tried to get off his dick, it was easier said
than done. I'm sure I bit even harder, which made him cum even more
violently, and then, as he leaned hard against the house, it was obvious
things had run their course and getting off it wasn't an emergency any
longer, except for a slight leakage, which was like a drop in the bucket
when compared to the load he'd shot down my throat. As his dick lost a
little of its girth, it popped out of my mouth and he slid down into a
sitting position, making me think of feeding him my dick while he was down
there.
	"Damn. I thought you were giving me the short end of the stick,
Nick, but that was fantastic. You sure know how to suck a dick. You didn't
need to eat it but it was nice you did."
	Clearing my throat and coughing a few times as I got his cum on the
way to where ever it was going, I said, "It wasn't what I intended to do
but I'm glad I did, too. Especially if you liked it."
	"You made it worth the wait. Sorry I thought you were one of those
dudes that wants to receiving but isn't keen on giving nothing up."
	"Could you pull your pants up?" I asked, looking at his soft dick
and the way it curved around his balls, almost hiding them.
	I was hard again and would have dragged him back up to my bedroom
if I could have figured a way to get him past my mother. Saying good-bye
was hard to do. Roan was cute, hot, and a damn good time. Usually, after
spending time with someone, I could find a half dozen things that annoyed
me, but everything about Roan was nice. Even when he believed I was leaving
him short, he took it in stride.
	Roan stood, reaching to yank up his pants. He arranged himself
properly through his zipper and then gave me a one armed hug.
	"See you at school, hot stuff," he said, strolling down my driveway
like a dude without a care in the world.
	What a great guy, I thought. I'd never known anyone like him. My
eyes stayed on him until he rounded the corner of the driveway and
disappeared beyond our fence.