Date: Tue, 29 Mar 2005 14:16:33 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Summer Sabbatical (Part Four)

Chris and I cooled down from our behind the waterfall tryst, and made our
way back into the main pool. We swam in the refreshing, clear, water, then
returned to the small, pleasant, meadow where our things were. We spread
out our shirts as small towels, and lay back, enjoying the heat of the late
afternoon sun on our naked bodies. We lay side by side, our naked thighs
touching, and I idly fondled his soft penis, feeling it stiffen, and swell,
as I stroked him. He had been going on excitedly about his recent first
ever blow job, and the memory of the event, coupled with my toying with him
soon had the boy at full mast once again.

I turned on my side to face him, and drank in the site of him, naked and
smooth, his lithe body hairless, save for the sparse pubic growth just
above his perfect cock. Still strumming the length of his cock, I moved my
free hand to cup his tight ball sack, and probe against the small orbs,
moving them around, and eliciting small groans of pleasure from him. Moving
my face to his smooth chest, I lapped wetly at his dime-sized nipples,
going back and forth, sucking gently at each nub until they stood stiffly
on his chest. Lapping my way down, I nibbled at the skin of his soft tummy,
dipping my tongue into his navel, causing him to squirm, and giggle
softly. Scooting lower, I held the stiff shaft in my fingers, and stroked
the base, as my tongue laved over the spongy head of his cut dick, pressing
against the tiny slit there.

I opened my mouth, and slipped the crown of his cock between my lips, and
closed down, wiggling my tongue against his ring, as he thrust his slim
hips upward, groaning louder, his fingers entwined in my hair. I sucked in
a bit more boy meat, and gripped his ball sack in my other hand, bringing
the balls tightly together as I clamped my fingers behind them, cinching
down on the scrotum. "Aggggg.....sweet..!" He chirped above me, and I
swallowed his delicious cock to the base, and began moving my head up and
down his length.

His small butt humped at me, pressing his cock deeper into my mouth, and I
let go of his balls, sliding my hand under his raised ass, to cup one firm
butt cheek, kneading it, my finger probing into his warm cleft. "Ah,
god....damn....its soooooo good...!" He croaked, and found a small rhythm
driving his steel hard rod into my sucking mouth. I drooled over his
pulsing meat, letting my copious saliva slobber out, the excess running
down over his tight balls, and draining into his snug butt crack. I wet my
fingertip in the spit, and located his tiny pucker, pressing against it,
and moving my finger in small circles, my mouth moving rapidly over the
length of his cock. As I centered my finger on his the tight wrinkle of his
hole, he groaned, and instinctively parted his legs, opening that part of
himself to my invading finger. I added some pressure, gently pressing into
the tight muscle, and he groaned again, as my fingertip slipped through the
tight resistance, and entered his tunnel to the first
knuckle. "Ungggg......wha....ohhhh....!" he sang, his butt coming off the
ground a little, and I felt him push back against my finger a bit, as I
pressed into him, and slid inside another knuckle deep. "AhAhAhAh.....!" he
groaned, and I stopped, increasing my sucking motion some, and let him get
used to the new sensation.

I wiggled my finger inside him, pressing into the soft walls of his rectum,
and pressed again, gently slipping my full finger length inside his
incredibly hot tunnel, as I felt him tense his muscle, tightly gripping my
finger with his tight ring. I moved my digit around, and felt his small
internal nut, and stroked it gently. "Ohohohohoh.....!" He sang, as I
strummed his sweet spot, and sucked deeply at his drooling boy meat. His
hips pistoned now, flexing rapidly, to hump his cock in my mouth, and I
kept up a steady pressure on his prostate, passing my finger back and forth
over the small ridges there. "Awwwgggg.....!" He yelped repeatedly,
thrashing all over, and literally fucking my drooling mouth,
"I'm.....gonna....CUMMmmmm....!" He yelled, and his sweet cock jumped
inside my mouth, and erupted, jetting his tasty boy cream over my tongue,
and flooding my cheeks with its volume, pulse, after, pulse of the sweet
goo slipping down my rapidly swallowing throat!

Finished at last, Chris sagged back onto his shirt, his body still jerking
in small convulsions, as I continued to strum his hard little gland,
letting his spent cock slip from my puffy lips. I swiped my tongue around
my slimed mouth, savoring the wonder of his acrid, nutty, boy flavor, and
lightly stroked his deflating tool, milking the final dribbles of his
nectar from his tight nuts, and leaning over to lap away the last strings
of boy juice. Letting go of his cute, soft, cock, I slid upward, and
lightly probed at his soft lips with the tip of my tongue, and, to my
surprise and delight, he opened his mouth, and closed his lips over my
tongue, his own tip coming forth to dance lightly with mine, giving him a
small taste of his own essence. He released me, and grinned widely, saying
excitedly, "Oh man, Rick....oh man...oh God.....!" I grinned back, and
nodded, then said, "Yea...Oh man, is right, Champ.....your incredible,
Little Dude.....just....incredible!" he giggled, and replied, "Noooo
way......you....dude....that's who's frigging incredible....i can't even
believe....how awesome.....that....feels...!" I smiled, and kissed his
creamy cheek gently, and sat up, reaching once again to tweak his tender
little morsel, as he stretched his lithe body, arms over his head, once
again baring the creamy soft underarms to my hungry eyes.

The day had passed swiftly, and, sadly, it was time to be getting back to
the resort. We dressed, and made the hike home, and stopped at the tree
line, to say goodbye. I slipped my arm around his slim frame, pulling him
close, and kissed the top of his head, my hand gripping his tasty package
one more time. "See you tomorrow, Champ," I told him, "It's been a killer
day!" he nodded, and replied, "Killer, for sure, Rick.....can't even wait
for tomorrow!" I chuckled, and said, "I hear that, Little Dude....if you
get a chance to get out, I'll be home!" He grinned, and answered,
"Cool....later, then!" And he jogged toward the main house, my eyes riveted
to that tight little butt!

Chris, unfortunately, didn't make an appearance that evening, and I passed
the evening with a little bit of reading, and a lot of reminiscing about
the events of the day. Once again, I slept like a baby, and awoke feeling
completely recharged. I finished my breakfast, and the cleanup, filled my
coffee mug, wandered out front, and sat on the porch in the morning
sunshine. Before long, Chris, and his Grandpa rounded the corner of their
house, walking in my direction.

My eyes passed over the boy, and once again, I was stirred by his boyish
beauty. I felt my cock stir, as my eyes drifted over his snug package, and
relished the smoothness of his bare legs. Today's attire was the damnable
board shorts, though this particular pair must have been last years
remnant, given that they were clingy enough to offer some definition of
that sweet meat, or maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part. "Hey
Rick, good morning!" Said Tom, and Chris grinned, blushing slightly, and
mumbled, "Hey!" I smiled, and waved them up on the porch, replying,
"Morning, Guys....anybody for coffee?" They climbed the steps, and sat, Tom
indicating, "Sounds good...if it's already made." I nodded, and turned
toward the door, reaching out to ruffle Chris's soft hair as I passed,
saying, "Fresh pot, actually....want some, Chris?" He glanced at his
Grandpa, who shrugged his shoulders, then flashed that killer smile, and
nodded, "Please." He answered.

Returning to the porch, I handed each of them a steaming mug of coffee, and
resumed my seat. We chatted, enjoying the warm morning sun, and tried my
best not to get caught salivating over the nubile young boy seated across
from me. At some point, I realized that Tom was verbally bemoaning his
assigned task for the day, which entailed a trip to town to fill a supply
list his wife had given him. Apparently Tom had become deeply ingrained
with life at his resort, and held the occasionally necessary trip to
civilization in genuine contempt. Responding, I said, "Tom, if you would
like, I'd be happy to run into town, and pick up what you
need.....actually, I need a bit of restocking, myself." He jumped at the
offer, obviously relieved to be off that particular hook. "Oh man, Rick,
you really are saving an old man's day.....but...take young Chris here with
you....he knows where to find everything on Grandma's list." I looked at
Chris, and saw the smile paint his sweet face, as he chirped happily,
"Awesome...sure!" We finished our coffee, and Tom handed me the shopping
list, telling Chris to put the required items on his business accounts, and
he left, to pursue his recently reprieved day.

As Tom disappeared around a nearby building, Chris and I looked at each
other, and he giggled, rising to his feet, and saying, "Race ya!" And he
scampered inside my cabin, yours truly in hot pursuit! I closed the door,
and slipped the deadbolt, always the cautious one, and followed that
pumpkin butt down the hallway, and into the bedroom. I closed that door, as
well, as Chris dove onto the bed, again followed closely by yours truly! I
ran my hands up under his loose tee shirt, tickling at his thin ribs, as he
squirmed, and giggled, under my assault. Turning him on his back, I moved
my hands over his smooth chest, fingers grazing over his small nipples, and
I felt them stiffen from my touch. Sliding my hand downward, I stroked his
soft tummy, then lower, to grip his stiff boy nail, and stroke it up and
down. "Yea....Oh man....Yea...!" he chirped, and I moved my fingers to his
fly, popping snaps, and zip, opening his shorts, and pushing them down his
hairless legs.

His dark blue boxers were gathered under him, and the outline of his
trapped cock pressed tightly against the stretched material, and the lump
of his tight balls was apparent below. "Oh Yea, is right!" I told him, and
slipped my fingers into the elastic of the boxers, tugging downward, as he
raised his perfect butt off the mattress, helping me to make him naked
below the waist. He raised his legs, and I worried the clothes off his
feet, dropping the bundle to the floor. I paused, and salivated at the
sight of his boy cock, throbbing, and tightly pressed to his abdomen, the
snug ball sack close to his body at the juncture of his thighs. "Oh Yea,
again!" I muttered, and reached out both hands, one gripping the smooth
shaft, the other cupping the small orbs of his
nuts. "Ahhhhhhg...sweet....!' He sang, as I stroked the velvet softness of
his sweet cock, swbbing my thumb across the spongy head, while my other
hand tugged, and rolled his balls.

Lost to my lust, I dove forward, and engulfed that luscious boy cock into
my mouth, and slid my lips clear to its base, his fine pubes teasing at my
nose. "OHHhhhhhhh.....!" He groaned, and I moved my head on the tasty
morsel, sucking from base, to tip, and back again, as he groaned, and
thrust his small hips at me, his fists grabbing at the sheet. Both of us
were over heated with the pure lust, and the degree of danger, of the
moment, and I knew it was going to be quick. In no time at all, I tasted
his almond flavored boy juices as they oozed from his slit, and I added
pressure to my sucking, my fingers jostling his boiling balls in their
smooth, tight, sack. "UNGgggg....Aggggg...Ohhhh....!" He chanted, pumping
his hips at me, as I slobbered over his swelling
tool. "Gonna.....Ohhhh...cummm...!" he yelped, and he flexed strongly,
driving the pulsing meat into my sucking mouth, his cock jerking, then
erupting, his sweet boy cream jetting into my mouth in strong, rapid,
ropes. 3,4,5 torrents of his creamy essence filling my cheeks, and sliding
smoothly down my gulping throat.

Finished, he collapsed back onto the bed, chest rising and falling in
short, ragged, breaths, his head rolling side to side. I released his
dripping cock from my mouth, and milked the shrinking shaft in my fingers,
and watched, as another pearl of his nut butter emerged, then leaned over,
and lapped it away. I moved to lie beside him, and he snaked an arm across
my chest, and hugged me, saying breathlessly, "Oh wow, Rick....damn
dude....awesome....totally.....freeking....awesome!" I chuckled, and
agreed, reaching down, to adjust my own throbbing cock in my jeans.

He saw, and quickly moved is hand down to my fly, muttering, "Let me...!"
And he worked the button and zip open, rising to his knees, to slip my
jeans, and briefs, down my thighs. My cock sprang free, and bobbed wildly
above my groin, and Chris grinned, then grasped it in his small hand,
pumping the shaft up and down, as I lay back, and groaned, at the
incredible sensation of his touch. He stared at it intently, as he stroked,
and his eyes widened slightly when I produced a large tear drop of
precumm. "Whoa...cool...!" He said softly, then tentatively leaned closer,
his small. Pink, tongue emerging, then, swiping gingerly at the drooling
head of my cock. "Oh God...Chris...Oh....ohhh...!" I groaned, and he lapped
at me again, sending shivers through my trembling body.

He glanced up, meeting my eyes, his hand still sliding over my aching cock,
then looked back at my leaking tool. He inhaled deeply, then slowly moved
downward, his soft lips contacting the head of my cock, then opening his
mouth, and sliding about half my shaft inside his warm wet, mouth!
"AGGggg......God....Yesssss....!" I hissed, breathless at the sweet
sensation of his mouth on my super sensitive cock. His tongue moved against
me, and he paused, repositioning his fingers on the base of my stalk, then
moved again, slipping down, and taking the most of my throbbing cock deep
inside his mouth. My body jerked, and I groaned deep inside my chest, and
Chris withdrew some, then slid back down to engulf all of me.

Up, and down, he moved, my hands coming to lightly grip the sides of his
head, moving with him, as he set about sucking me, mimicking my own
movements on his sweet meat, and I was sure I'd die, from the pure bliss of
the feeling! Super heated equals super quick, unfortunately, and mere
minutes I was there, my balls sucking inward, and my cock jerking, as I
felt my cumm boil over, and start its rapid accent up the length of my
cock! I tugged at his head, and yelped, "Look
out....Chris...I'm....gonna....!" He snapped his head back, freeing my
exploding cock at the very last second. I exploded, several rapid fire
ropes of my cumm tearing from my cock head, and splattering his boyish face
with long strands of the stuff, painting his forehead, cheek, and lips with
the thick goo, as he continued to stroke my jerking shaft, the remaining
fluids pooling over my stomach, and balls.

He sat back on his heels, and grinned at me, his sweet face streaked in my
discharge, long trails of the stuff drooling down his face. "Wow....Oh
wow....!" He chirped. "Dang, Dude....you shoot off like a freaking
machine!!" I laughed, and reached out to pull him too me, swiping at his
cute, cummy, face with a finger, and hugging the boy tightly! "Only with
you, Champ!" I told him, "I never felt so hot before.....not ever!" He
snuggled tightly against me, and giggled that sweet little noise of his,
and mumbled, "awesome!"

(To Be Continued)
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