Date: Mon, 2 Jul 2007 11:53:41 -0700 (PDT) From: Chick Grope Subject: A Boy and his Penis Part 3 "So, she made you stop." "Yes, she said stop, so I stopped." "So you didn't make sticky?" "No. I wanted to, but she said stop, so I stopped and I didn't make sticky." "It's not good to stop like that, Richard." the man said. "Would you like me to help you make sticky now?" "Oh yes, please," I said. I knew I was very lucky to have such a good friend. "But you said there was another way. What other way is that, please?" "Be patient, Richard!" "Yes, sir, I will wait." "First, come and stand facing me. Very close." As he spoke, he took out his cock, reached out, took my hand and made me wrap my fingers round it. It felt so good. I like wrapping my finger's round a man's cock. I felt my own pe-nis start to twitch and I knew it would get stiff in no time. The man groaned, but it was a nice groan. "Oh God, Richard, I love when you hold my cock for me. Now, take out your own cock. I want to see your darling stiffy!" So, I unzipped and pulled out my pe-nis for him, and it was already stiff. "Mmmm, I could EAT it!" he said, looking at my pe-nis with a hungry look in his eyes. "I don't think I would like that," I said, not wanting him or anyone to eat my pe-nis. He smiled his nice smile. "It's just an expression. Now, would you like to spunk up?" I knew spunk up was another way to say cum which was another way to say make sticky. I think it is good that we can say things in more than one way. "Yessss," I whispered, and I reached for his hand to put on my pe-nis. "No, Richard. I want to make you spunk up without touching your cock at all." I couldn't see how he could do that, but I knew he was a clever man as well as being a nice man, so I just nodded. "Don't let go of my cock, will you, Richard?" No no no, I thought, I want to hold it FOR EVER! I started to stroke it up and down the way he had taught me. I wanted him to spunk up too. "Good boy," he whispered. "Now, don't worry, I am going to touch you in a very special way, ok?" I nodded. He slipped his hand down my back and inside my pants and caressed my bo-ttom. Nobody had ever touched my bo-ttom before, except once when the doctor did it, though I don't know why the doctor wanted to touch my bo-ttom. Doctors can touch any part of you, though, they are allowed to. "Mmmm, you have such a nice butt," he said, squeezing my bo-ttom in his big rough hand. I liked the word butt. Butt. My butt. I have a nice butt. Then, I felt his fingers slide between my bu-ttocks and the tip of his fingers touched my hole, just like the doctor did that time. Then my nice man withdrew his hand, licked his middle finger till it was real wet, and then put his hand back and this time I felt his wet finger pressing against my hole. "Don't stop wanking me, Richard," he said, his voice sort of rough now like he had a sore throat or something. "And tell me if you don't like what I am doing to your pretty butt." And then his finger pressed harder and it went inside me. And he wiggled it about and it felt nice. I wriggled and I think I might have giggled a bit too. I held his cock even tighter and wanked it because I wanted to show him that I liked him pushing his finger inside me. I remember I liked it when the doctor did it, but not so much because I wasn't holding the doctor's cock at the time. I think that is why I giggled. "Does it tickle?" "Sort of, but it's a nice tickle. I don't mind if you want to push it in further." "Bless you, Richard," he said. I felt his cock twitch and get even harder so I knew he was pleased with me. Then I felt him push a second finger in me, and it hurt a little bit and made me squirm. "Shhh, it's all right, Richard," he said softly. And he held his fingers still inside me till the little hurt went away, and then he started to work his fingers inside me again and I felt it all along the length of my stiffy, like he was touching my stiffy only from inside me. It felt good, and I knew this was the other way he told me about. "I think we are ready now, Richard," he said. And with that, he withdrew his fingers, gently pushed my hand off his cock and then laid his coat on the ground. He took off my pants and told me to lie face down on his coat, and then he went behind me and pushed my legs wide apart. Then he knelt down between my legs, lifted me by my hips and I felt his hard cock against my bo-ttom, between my bu-ttocks, where his fingers had been. I was a bit afraid and squirmed a bit. "Do you know what massage is?" he asked. "Yes, I think so. My mommy has a massage sometimes. A lady comes and they go into mommy's bedroom and the lady massages her and mommy says it makes her feel better." "Good. Well, I am going to give you a very special massage, Richard, only I am going to massage inside you like I did with my fingers, only this time with my cock. Do you understand?" "I th-think so," I said uncertainly. "Will it make me spunk up?" "Oh yes, definitely! Just hold yourself up so I can go inside you." And with that he pulled my bu-ttocks apart and then guided his cock inside me. I think he must have stretched my hole when he did that thing with his fingers, because his cock seemed to slide into me without difficulty. But it still hurt a lot. I think I screamed, or at least I yelled. "Shhh, hold still, Richard, it will be all right." And he stroked my hair, and he reached round to touch my stiffy but didn't hold it, and all the while he kept his cock inside me, but only a little way, and after a while it felt good and I said "I don't mind if you want to push it further into me." And he did, and it hurt again, but not so much, and he held still and when it was all right he pushed it in a little more until I could feel his legs against me. And then he started to work his cock back and forth, it was like my hole was wankingh is cock now instead of my hand and I knew it must be nice for him because it was nice for me. I couldn't understand how him pushing his cock into my hole could make me have such good feelings in my pe-nis, but it did. Very good. Special. I knew I could easily spunk up if he kept doing that thing to me in my hole. "Is it good, Richard? Do you like me fucking you?" Another word: fucking. I knew what it meant even without him telling me: fucking is when a man puts his hard pe-nis inside a boy and works it in and out until the boy spunks up. It was a good word. "Yes, I like you fucking me. It is making my pe-nis really tingle and like I think I will make sticky very soon." "Oh god," he groaned. And then: "Me too, Richard. Inside you." And I thought wow. There was something special about having his cum inside me like filling my belly. And then his cock stiffened and shuddered and then he held still and then I felt a huge like explosion inside me. Deep inside me. Warm milky mancum filling me. I could hear squelchy noises in my bo-ttom as he went on pumping his mancum into me, and the feeling of it made me suddenly spunk up too and I loved it feeling my pe-nis shooting my sticky on to the man's coat, while he was shooting his sticky deep inside me. His cock stayed in my a long time, gradually getting softer and smaller till it finally popped out with a little plopping noise. The man rolled over on to his back and pulled me on top of him. "Richard, I want us to kiss full on the lips. IS that ok?" And I hugged him and put my mouth on his and we kissed and hugged for ages and I was happy and I was proud because I had his mancum inside me even though I could feel it now oozing out of my bo-ttom, but that was a nice feeling too. "When a boy is filled with a man's cum, it makes him strong, Richard." "Strong?" "Yes, from now on, every time I fuck you, you will get stronger and healthier and your cock will start to grow and soon it will be man-sized and you will be able to show it to other boys and they will say wow because they will wish they had a cock like yours." And I thought wow. To be continued. Comments to gropechick@yahoo.com or visit http://groups.yahoo.com/group/rovinghands/ "If it moves fondle it"