Date: Tue, 12 Jul 2005 14:54:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Summer of Eric (7)

A few days had passed since the incredible day that Eric and I had spent at
Sunset Beach. We both had some everyday items to deal with, so we had been
unable to see each other, though we had talked several times by phone, and
a few pretty hot emails! <Blush>

It was early evening, and I was in the back of our garage, rooting through
the storage cabinets there when my cell rang. I picked up, and was greeted
with the melodic sound of Eric's voice! "Hey hot-stuff...what's up?" He
inquired, and I replied, "Hey...not much...just digging through the garage
cabinets...trying to find a couple of my old baseball gloves." He chuckled,
and asked, "Ah...so...going out for baseball, are we..?" I giggled, and
answered, "Not hardly...I'm actually really into totally different balls,
now...giggle...but the kid next door to me is wanting to play, and my old
gloves are about the right size for him." Eric chuckled again, and said,
"Good answer, Cutie...I'm way into that type of balls, too...in
particular...that very nice pair that hides out under that yummy dick of
yours!" I giggled, and felt my face go hot.

"Speaking of balls...mine are seriously backed up...it sucks not being able
to hookup for a couple days...missing you, Sexy-boy...!" He said, and my
face grew hotter still. "Me too...big time...!" I squeaked in
response. "You alone out there...?" He asked, and I nodded, then, replied,
"Yup...got time to come over....and....uh...cumm...?" I asked with a
giggle. He paused, then said, "I SO wish....but...tell me, Studly...what
are you wearing right now...?" I glanced down at myself, and answered,
"Just some shorts...tennis shoes..." Another pause, and I heard him suck in
his breath, then, "Hmm...nice...tell you what...rub that smooth chest of
yours for me...and play with those sweet nipples, too...pretend its me..!"
I flushed hot again, and kind of glanced around the garage, ensuring my
solitude. I slid my hand up to my chest, and stroked the smooth skin,
running my fingers over my nipples, back and forth. "Lick your fingers,
Robby...make them nice and wet...then play with your nipples...get them all
stiff for me...!" My cock twitched in my shorts, rapidly engorging, and
growing to full mast. I did as he said, and stuck two fingers, and my
thumb, inside my mouth, soaking them with my saliva, then, moving back to
my chest to massage, and tug, at my small nipples. I groaned softly as they
responded to the stimulation, and grew into tiny, pencil eraser hardness.

"Is your cock all hard now, Robby-boy...tell me what you are
doing...feeling...!" He demanded, and I shuddered, feeling my cock pressed
against my shorts almost painfully. "I wet my
fingers...and...uh...I'm...like...rubbing my nipples...and...yea...I'm way
hard...for sure...!" He inhaled sharply again, and hissed, "Fuck
yea...sweet...tug those tiny tits, baby...feel it in your tight balls...!"
I groaned again, still tweaking my swollen nips, and, in fact, definitely
felt the sensation deep in my balls! "Feels good, huh...makes your tight
balls all tingly...right...?" He demanded again, and I felt a light sweat
break out on my brow, and upper lip. "yes...it feels...awesome...!" I
responded, and he chuckled, saying, "Good boy, Robby...such a
good...hot...boy...now...keep doing those cute nips....and...use your other
hand...cup those snug balls...squeeze `em a little for me...just like I
would...do it, Robby...!" I shuddered again, and let out a small groan, as
I reached to my tented shorts, and captured my aching balls in my
palm. "Nice...feels great, huh...tug those nuts a little, Robby...and pinch
those nips, too...!" He ordered, and I did it, just the way he said it!

A louder groan escaped my lips, as I pinched my swollen nipples, and tugged
on my tight balls. "Yea...good boy...now...stick your hand inside your
shorts...keep doing the nips...and...grip your cock...describe for me how
it feels...!" I groaned and felt the sweat increase on my face, then, let
go of my balls, and shoved my hand inside my seriously tented shorts,
wrapping my fist around my throbbing boner! "Ahhh....God...Eric...it's so
fucking hard, Dude...like stone...all throbbing...stiff...and...hot...!" He
inhaled deeply, and told me, "I bet...hot...hard...aching...right...?" I
nodded rapidly, then realized he couldn't actually see me, and answered,
"yea...right...its all of that...! "Stroke it, Robby...rub your fist up and
down that rock hard cock...jack it for me...!" He ordered, and I gripped my
cock, slowly moving the smooth skin over the steel rod beneath.

My knees were shaking, and I felt the sweat trails running down my cheeks,
as I rubbed my cock, the super sensitive head aflame with feelings, as it
rubbed against the fabric of my briefs. "Damn...!" I muttered, and Eric
chuckled softly, then said, "Don't cumm yet, Robby...not yet...just stroke
it, sexy-boy...nice and slow...!" I felt a dull ache deep in my balls, as I
kept slowly rubbing my cock, and groaned again, when Eric asked, "Those
shorts got an elastic waist, Robby...?" I nodded, then answered, weakly,
"Uh huh...!" "Cool..." He replied, then said, "Hook the front of the waist
band under your balls, Robby...let that sweet stuff out to breath...!" I
shuddered again, and leaned my back against the cabinet, then, stuck my
thumbs inside the elastic, stretched it forward, and slid it under my
swollen balls. My cock head was almost purple, and the shaft pulsed with my
rapid heart beat, and as I watched, and rubbed its granite length, a small
dribble of my precum oozed from the slit. "OH shit...yessss...!" I groaned,
and Eric quickly asked, "What, Robby...tell me...what's happening...pinch
those tits, too, Robby...keep doing that...!" I groaned again, and let my
fingers clamp tightly in my stiff nipple, my other hand still slowly
rubbing my drooling cock, and told him, "Fuck...pinching my
nipples...rubbing...shit...leaking a lot, too...!" He made a small sound,
then said, "Awesome... fucking awesome...is the head all wet, Robby...wet,
and shiny...covered in your sweet juices...?" I grunted, saying "Uh
huh...for sure...!" He inhaled again, and told me, "Get it with your
fingers, Robby...scoop up all that sweet juice...and...lick it all off,
Robby...suck those slimy fingers....taste yourself...so sweet...slick...do
it, Robby!" He ordered.

I held my cock shaft in one hand, and brought the other down, swiping my
fingers over the soaked head, and captured my leaking fluid, then, lifted
my hand, and slid the slick fingers inside my mouth, eagerly sucking them
dry, as my taste buds exploded, reacting to the acrid, nutty, flavor! I
groaned, and Eric asked, "Taste good, Robby-boy...do it...eat your hot boy
juice...!" I milked the turgid shaft, generating still more fluid, and
repeated the process, eagerly lapping up my pre-seminal juices, as fast as
it appeared! "Play with those balls, now Robby-boy...do it...and tell me
what you are feeling...!" He groaned, and I instantly let go of my acing
prick, and grabbed my swollen ball sac! "Talk to me, Hotstuff...I love
those balls...what's going on....tell me...!" he demanded, and I tugged at
my nut sac, poking at the tender orbs with my fingers, and said, my voice
all shaky, and cracking, "Oh fuck...hurts, almost...tight...full, and
heavy...moving around...God...!" He chuckled softly, then said,
"Yea...firm, and full...all that sweet cumm...just dying to explode...ball
butter going all over...sweet...!"

I groaned loudly, my knees shaking, and slid down the cabinet a little, my
back dripping in sweat, and my heart literally hammering inside my chest!
"Oh man...shit...I gotta cumm...!" I croaked, and Eric reacted, almost
yelling, "No...not YET...hold it, Robby...you hear me...HOLD It...!" I
groaned, and shuddered, shaking like a leaf!
"Ok....jeez...close....really...close...!" I croaked, a spasm passing
through my sweat drenched body! Eric chuckled, and mumbled, "Good boy,
Robby....such a good boy...stop rubbing...breath a minute...!" He directed,
and I stopped, sucking in big gulps of air. I looked down at my drooling
cock, and shuddered. I'd never been so hard....rock...fucking...hard...the
head an angry deep red, purple color...the shaft literally jerking, and
throbbing...the flared head all wet, soaked, really...shiny...my balls a
super tight bag...pinched obscenely tight by the strong elastic band of my
shorts! Damn...it looked ready to explode...and...I was afraid it just
might!"

"Suck your index finger, Robby...suck it good...Do it...now...!" He barked,
and I jammed my finger into my mouth, licking and sucking it like he
said. "Alright, Robby...a new treat for my good boy....now....just do what
I tell you....put that wet finger on your sweet little hole,
Robby.....touch it...rub that wet finger across that little pucker....do it
now...Robby...!" He ordered, and I did...moved my hand behind me...over my
tight, little butt cheeks, and pressed it into my cleft, finding my tiny
pucker, and flicking the finger over it! "OHh.....shit...!" I squeaked, and
Eric inhaled sharply again, then said, "That's it, Robby-boy...touch that
sweet little hole...your secret core...your true center...rub it,
Robby...tell me what you feel...!" I gasped, the new sensation so
different...so forbidden...nasty...hot...damn...! "It feels...tight...sort
of...wrinkled...small ridges...good...I like it...!" I stammered, and Eric
chuckled softly, and replied, "Yes....very good, Robby-boy.....now...push
your finger in, Robby....do it...push your finger through the tight
part....push hard...I want that finger inside your sweet tunnel....NOW...!"
he barked, and I squeezed my eyes shut, sucked in a big breath, and
pushed....ugg...again, harder....ugg....once
more...hard....AGgggg....shit....OH...."Ohhhh......fuck....IN ME...!" I
squeaked, and I pushed it deeper, feeling the urge to push it back
out...like....taking a dump....oh jeez....!

Erick exhaled a deep breath, and said softly, "Excellent, Robby...fucking
excellent....now...move that finger in and out, Robby-boy...and...go back
to rubbing that sweet cock...all the way, now...lets get that load out...do
it, Robby...cumm for me...do it now...!" He barked, and I gripped my
leaking cock in my fist, rapidly stroking its pulsing length, as I worked
my finger in and out of my tight hole! It was quick, for sure, maybe only
two, maybe three, minutes, and I was done...shaking, and sweating, my
entire body screaming with sensation, and my balls grabbing up, releasing
my pent up load into my cumm tube, and racing toward release!
"UNGgggg...AGggggg...gonna....shoot....!" I roared, and threw back my head,
mouth all agape, feeling my load surge through my straining cock like
molten lava! "AHhhh....fuck...YEA...!" I roared again, and Eric yelled
through my ear, "CATCH THAT CUMM...USE YOUR HAND...DO IT...!"  Just in
time, I jerked my free hand in front of my exploding cock, watching in awe,
as a huge glob of my cumm ejected from the slit, and arched through the
air! I caught it, along with the four secondary eruptions that immediately
followed, and in mere seconds, my hand was literally coated with my warm,
slippery cumm load!

I finally stopped shooting, and my knees let go, crumbling under me, as my
back slid down the cabinet face, and I collapsed onto the cool concrete
floor. My heart raced in my heaving chest, and I felt dizzy, as I sucked in
huge gulps of air. I looked at my slimed hand, then at the invading finger
that had ventured where none had gone before, and giggled. Eric chuckled
softly through the phone that I had tightly clutched under my jaw, and
said, Robby... Robby....so fucking...hot...tell me about the cumm,
Robby...did you catch it...?" I giggled, lifting my cumm soaked hand, and
answered, "Uh huh....seriously slimed, too...!" He chuckled, and said, very
softly..."Really...cool....so then, Robby...lick it all nice and
clean...very clean...do it, Robby-boy...!" I giggled again, and moved the
hand to my sweating face, and licked it...clean...very....very...clean...!

I found a cloth on the work bench, and wiped the sweat from my face, and
chest, then swabbed at my now shrunken cock, and got my shorts back in
place. I giggled, and said to Eric, "Dude...you...SO...know how to bring
out the...worst...in me...!" He chuckled, and replied, "Oh God....I hope
so...I just love it when you play all nasty for me....!" I blushed a
little, and said, "Uh huh...me too...and....THAT....just now....was
nasty...for sure...!" He laughed, and replied, "Glad you liked it,
Hotstuff...and...'ol Eric may still have a trick or two left, too...!" I
grinned, and said, "Oh yea...seriously....I'm sure about that....it's
what's so cool...about having an older boyfriend...!"

Eric chuckled, and said, "So, Cutie...before I
got....uh...sidetracked...the reason I called...I just got the word that
dear old Dad has a business trip to the Big Apple for next Monday, and
Tuesday....and...since Mom had decided to go along, they are flying out
Friday...tomorrow...morning...which pretty much gives me...us...the run of
the mansion for a few days....so, little boy...you want to come over to my
house....and...play...?" I giggled, picturing the awesome pool, and spa,
and sauna that made up his back yard, and said, my voice squeaking a
little, "Oh yea, Mister...I really...really...want to come to your big
house....and....play...!"

(To Be Continued)
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