Date: Sun, 13 Dec 1998 10:22:32 +0000
From: towles@3n.net
Subject: Misty Rain

All the usual cautions and prohibitions.

It was misy and wet. Doesn't happen much in the Texas Panhandle. Not
much rain out here. But, rain it was. I could hear it on the tin roof. I
was in bed, feeling real lazy. It was Saturday morning--early-- and I
wanted to sleep all day. But it was time to get up and out as my uncle
would say. Yeah. I lived with my uncle Tim and aunt Helen. My folks
split last year and I was sent here.

At first, I was so lonely without them. I knew my Mom loved me. Not sure
about my Dad. He was always busy and away from home. He traveled a lot.
Guess Mom figured out what he was doing on those trips. So, she left
him, and here I am.

The rain sounded so soft on the roof. I raised up and pulled back the
window shade. I looked at the mist on the bare fields. Way over in the
corner, I saw a deer with her faun. I knew I was in heaven.

See, my uncle Tim and aunt Helen had a son--my cousin. He was beside me
in the bed (his bed, I was moved into his room). Timmy (named after his
Dad) and I had been best buds for a long time. Maybe like 15 years. Did
I say my age? I am 15, Tinmy is 16. We did everything together, even
pissing in the creek together! That's when I got to see his dick.

His dick was so magnificant! OK, here is our descriptions. I am 15,
almost 5'10", blonde hair, green eyes, slightly muscular (I do weights).
Have an slightly smallish dick and slightly BIGGISH balls. :) My balls
produce a lot of teen cum. Timmy could be a TV star.  He was about 6',
slim, hairless (except for his underarms and cock), like 130 lbs, and
the most beautiful eyes. They changed color depending on where he was.

So, the misty rain fell on the tin roof. I looked over at Timmy before I
went back to sleep. He was totally covered by the sheet and blanket. But
his manliness made a mound that I could see clearly. I needed to touch
it.

Yeah, I put my hand on his boy mound. The mound grew into a mountain.
His total boy hormones pumped into his bloodstream. I was so hot!

The mist kept falling. I was trying to be one with my love. I massaged
his manhood. It grew to its total size. I was in love. How could I get
what I wanted without waking him?

I just DID it. My mouth went to his mound. (Why are us queers so oral?).
I could smell his teenness. I gently began to pull off his pants and his
Jockies. Jockies are the hottest! His equipment was in full view. My
mouth found him, my target. I licked his nice balls first. Have they
pumped his seed into a girl? Another boy? I did not know.

I took his manhood in my mouth. He did not move. It began to grow. Soft,
he was like 3", but hard, he was a raging bull. Hard, it must have been
7". His balls pulled up.

He began to mutter in his sleep. I could not understand. Once, I thought
I heard my name. Then, his tight ass raised up off the bed, his bed. His
sheets smelled like him, like his balls and dick. Like his sex. Guess he
had jerked off in his bed a few times since his Mom changed them.

Then, as he gasped, his manhood let loose. Flowed into my mouth. I
thought about all the babies he could make with the wiggly sperms in my
mouth. But, we would not make any babies tonight. His cute butt
collapsed back onto the bed. He gave me one last ooze of cum out of his
boyness.

As I watched, his boy balls stretched back down. They went so far that
his asshole was covered by them.

I knew that tomorrow I would wake him with my lips and tounge. In the
misty rain.