Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2012 10:23:31 -0400
From: C S <juhfnmb2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Skateboarder Ryan (Part 13)

Skateboarder Ryan (Part XIII)

By: Chris Scapes

I was walking around somewhere unfamiliar. It was a forest or something
like that.  I happened to come along a house and I walked up to a window to
look inside and see if anyone was home. I can't remember what I saw when I
looked in the window but I'll never forget what happened next -- at least I
hope I never forget.

I felt a hand lay gently on my shoulder. I turned around and there he was.
Ryan.  It had been years since I'd seen him but he hadn't appeared to
change a bit -- unlike me. Ryan was wearing a pair of black dickies pants,
a pair of black skater sneaks and a black long sleeve tee shirt with some
skateboarding logo on it. Of course he looked sexy as hell. I looked him
over from head to toe. When my eyes met with his mouth I noticed he was
grinning hard but he never said a word to me. At last my eyes met his
beautiful blue eyes and as if he knew what I was thinking, Ryan laid down
in the grass, stretching his beautiful body out before me.

I ran my hands all over his torso, feeling it's warmth and the firmness of
his body. Ryan folded his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. He let
out a deep sigh of relaxation. His body twitched when I first touched him,
sending a shiver that rippled from his shoulders down to his feet. All the
while, Ryan never spoke a word. I lifted his shirt up and admired his
beautiful body some more. It was smooth and hairless. His creamy white skin
was stretched tightly over gently toned muscles. His muscles were developed
naturally while skateboarding as opposed to the gym. I liked them better
that way. Of course I liked everything better about him he was better than
anyone else to me.

I ran my hands over his body some more and bent over top of him so I could
drag my lips over his stomach, leaving a trail of kisses behind me. Some
were gentle while others were not. I enjoyed licking and sucking on his
skin. My hands made their way to his pants where I unbuttoned and unzipped
them. Ryan wasn't wearing any underwear so his cock and balls were easily
exposed. Ryan's penis was flaccid but I was hard as a rock. I quickly moved
downward and took his head into my mouth. Still limp. I listened for Ryan
to moan but all I could hear was a strong wind rustling the leaves in the
forest. I wanted to smell him but all I got was the smell of pollen in the
air.

I enjoyed the taste of him and the feeling of his penis in my mouth. It was
smaller than I remembered but still fantastic. I sucked hard and tickled
the tip with my tongue. I was getting incredibly horny but still nothing
from Ryan. It felt so good being in this moment with him again. I never
wanted it to end. I loved him.

When I woke up and realized it had been a dream, it made me very sad. I
miss him so much. I just wish I could have one more day with him. It would
make me happier than anything. I sighed, hugged my pillow tightly and tried
to go back to sleep. Maybe then, just maybe if I'm lucky, I can see Ryan
one more time. I think I might have even cried a little that night. Another
lonely cold winter night where I wake up alone, wishing Ryan was there
beside me once again.


THE END

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