Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2006 14:09:34 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Joey (4)

   Joey's boner had hardly relaxed at all during the day, and he had
struggled mightily to concentrate on anything that his teacher had offered
up during the long school day. Try as he might to follow the lessons, his
mind seemed locked on his throbbing boner, and the recent activities with
his mom. Normally a quiet, and attentive student, he had squirmed miserably
in his seat this day, painfully aware of the aching erection that pressed
against the front of his snug jeans, and unable to focus his mind on
anything other than his mom touching it, and rubbing it, until he squirted
out his juices, and all of the amazing sensations that went along with it.

   Right now, the vibrations that steadily pulsed through the school bus
seat from the powerful rear-mounted engine, and the constant swaying of the
big vehicle only added stimulation to Joey's throbbing erection, and he was
again struggling to sit still, as the bus rambled toward home, and finally,
an end to this agonizing day. Joey felt his rigid penis press against the
fly of his jeans, as the bus driver seemed to hit literally every pothole
in the road, and he released a spontaneous groan, as his aching boyhood
lurched inside his snug jeans once more. His friend seated beside him gave
him a strange look, curious as to why the usually gregarious Joey was being
so quiet today, and, why he seemed so intense. Joey inadvertently provided
the answer a few moments later, as the bus finally rolled up to his stop,
and Joey all but leaped from his seat, slinging his backpack over his
shoulder, and nearly pushing his very protruded crotch directly in his
friends face. The boy instantly noticed the boner that was so obvious in
Joey's jeans, and he giggled loudly, nudging the boy on the other side of
him, and making an issue of pointing out Joey's condition. In seconds, all
of the boys in Joey's immediate vicinity had scoped out the situation, and,
as a furiously blushing Joey made his way to the front of the bus, they
chorused a chant of, "Boner....boner...boner..."

   Joey practically fell down the steps leading to the bus door, and leaped
out, hitting the sidewalk at a run, as he moved away from the giggling boys
as fast as he possibly could, his face glowing hot, and his erection
continued to throb in his jeans. Finally reaching his front door, he
fumbled with his key for a moment, then, flung the door open, moved inside,
and slammed it behind him. He dropped his backpack unceremoniously to the
floor, and sagged backward against the door, groaning, as his hands moved
to tug at the fly of his jeans, opening it, and, at last, freeing his
aching penis from the tight confines. He sighed, relief flowing over him,
as he yanked the elastic of he small, white briefs downward, and hooked it
under his swollen balls, so that his granite hard boyhood jutted straight
out from his groin. He sighed again, and moved his hand to grip the shaft
of his pulsing penis, and stroked it, as a shudder coursed over his slender
body, and the sweet tingling feeling swept through his small balls. He ran
a fingertip across the smoothly cut head, and immediately felt the wetness
of his steadily flowing precum, and his moved his other hand down to cup
his scrotum, rolling his tender balls gently, as he continued to stroke the
length of his four inch erection. He hadn't really intended to actually
jerk off right there, leaning against the front door, but, the backed up
pressure of the excruciating day had his balls well overcharged, and,
before he even actually realized it, his balls jerked upward in his hand,
and his penis swelled strongly, and erupted, spewing his creamy ejaculated
forward in strong surges, as it splattered onto the entryway tiles in
numerous small blotches of creamy boy-honey. Joey sagged weakly against the
door, his chest heaving, as his penis continued to spurt, until near
exhaustion overcame him, and he slithered down the door, until his taut
little butt hit the tiles. Oh man....wow, he thought...his body trembling
with the force of the orgasm, jeez, that was good...all day I needed
that...oh, man...

   As he slowly recovered, Joey gazed at the splattered evidence of his
powerful orgasm, and giggled, as he leaned forward to slide his fingers
through the puddles of his slippery nectar, marveling at the texture of the
creamy fluid, then, brought his finger to his nose, and sniffed, the
slightly acidic aroma filling his senses, as he redirected the slimy finger
to his mouth, and tentatively slid his tongue out, tasting the slightly
thick substance. Finding it not in the least repugnant, he leaned forward
again, and swiped the finger through a fresh pool of semen, and quickly
moved the finger into his mouth, sucking it, and savoring the tart taste on
his tongue. His mind quickly conjured up images he had seen on the internet
of women, and even other men, sucking on big thick penis', and as he sucked
his finger, he imagined what that might be like, to actually suck a boner
into his mouth, and to feel it erupt there, flooding him with the viscous
liquid, as he swallowed it down. He idly wondered if his mom would consider
putting his penis into her mouth, and letting him shoot it there,
shuddering as he imagined the feeling of that happening. Just the idea was
enough to start Joey's penis on the road to recovery, as it lifted it's
plump, smooth head, and began to unfurl once more. Joey giggled, giving his
awakening penis a small tug, then, pushed his jeans, and briefs, down his
smooth legs, and off, as he got to his feet, and padded nearly naked to his
bedroom.

   In his room, Joey stripped off the rest of his clothes, and, fully naked
now, and erect once more, went to the kitchen for paper towels, then went
back to the entry hall to swab away the evidence of his ejaculation from
the cool tiles. He dumped the towels into the garbage, and returned to his
room, where he lay stretched out on his bed, and slowly explored his
slender body with his hands, running his fingers over his chest and
nipples, recalling the incredible feeling of his mom's hands there, then,
lower, sliding over his soft little tummy, and into the scant strands of
his sparse pubic growth, before again gripping his shaft in one hand, as
the other circled his plump sac, fingering the firm orbs within, as he
closed his eyes, and imagined it was his mothers hands roaming over his
nakedness. He shuddered, glancing at his bedside clock, then, rolled off
the bed, and headed to the shower, deciding to save his next eruption for
what he seriously hoped would be yet another cuddle session with his mom
later in the evening.

   Joey showered, soaping his slim body thoroughly, purposefully avoiding
over-doing it with his rigid penis, then rinsed, and stepped out of the
stall to dry, before again walking back to his room. He fished around in
his dresser, and decided on pair of soft blue colored briefs, and stepped
into them, and adjusted his erection, giggling at the obvious bulge it
presented in the clinging little cloth, then, moved to the living room,
where he stretched out on the sofa, and flipped on the TV. Selecting a show
that he favored, he lay back, and gave his attention to the program, the
distraction allowing some relaxing of his rampant boyhood. It wasn't long
before the combination of a long, very tense day, and the recent hot
shower, had Joey's eyes partly rolling back in his head, and he finally
stopped fighting it, and drifted off onto a light slumber.

   Lisa fumbled with her keys, shifting the bag filled with Chinese
take-out to her other hand, as she succeeded in fitting the key to the
lock, and opened the door, letting herself into the kitchen. Moving to the
refrigerator, she placed the food inside, then, went to the small desk
along one wall, and deposited her purse, and keys. She walked through the
archway that connected to the living room, and stopped, as she spotted the
napping Joey sprawled on the sofa, and a wide smile crossed her face. Just
look at him, she thought, so damn cute, and so very sexy, her eyes roaming
over her sons nearly naked young body. She sighed, again feeling the
growing moistness in her pussy, as she moved quietly across the room, and
stood beside the sofa, gazing hungrily at her boy. Her gaze lingered on his
boyishly cute face, so very peaceful in his slumber, then, drifted over his
gently rising and falling chest, the tip of her tongue sliding forth to
lick at her lips, as her eyes lingered on his puffy little nipples, before
drifting down over the smoothness of his tummy, then, settled on the
inviting bulges filling his small briefs. She resisted the nearly
compelling temptation to reach out and fondle him, as she reached for the
large ottoman in front of the nearby chair, and she slid it close to the
sofa, and sat down.

   Leaning close to Joey, she inhaled deeply, his sexy, youthful scent
instantly flooding her senses, adding quickly to the growing dampness of
her crotch. She sniffed again, recognizing the aroma of soap, and perhaps
shampoo, and her mouth flooded with saliva in reaction to the heady
aromas. She stared at the baby-blue briefs, leaning so very close that she
worried that he might actually feel the warmth of her breath, as her mouth
stopped scant inches from the gentle outline of his flaccid penis, as it
rested against the soft looking fabric. She could easily make out the ring
of flesh that defined the rounded head of his penis, and the shaft, as well
as the plump bulge of his scrotum, and she fought off the urge to lean
closer, and capture the entire package into her drooling mouth. She shifted
her hungry gaze lower, and let her eyes travel the length of his shapely
legs, down to his trim, little ankles, and smallish feet. She idly wondered
if he would maintain the lack of hair growth on those pretty stems as he
continued his journey through the emerging puberty that obviously gripped
him, and briefly recalled his long absent fathers lack of leg hair, and
decided that Joey would likely turn out similarly.

   Lisa sat straight then, comfortably settled on the large ottoman, and
quietly watched her son napping for several minutes. Finally, she was
unable to refrain from touching his lithe, young body, and extended an arm,
letting her palm settle softly onto his tummy, just above the waist of the
small briefs. Joey stirred slightly at the contact, and Lisa smiled,
watching his face crinkle slightly as her touch penetrated his slumbering
senses, and she began slowly moving her fingers sideways across his satin
smooth skin, tracing along the elastic band of the briefs, moving in a back
and forth motion. Joey stirred again, and sighed heavily, and Lisa stifled
a giggle, as she watched his penis stir, and inflate, finally going to
full, rigid erection inside the tiny underpants. Youth, she thought, how
wonderful, a nearly instantaneous reaction to the slightest stimuli
bringing forth an impressive erection of pulsing boyhood, and she let her
fingers trail onto the soft cotton, and lightly trace the shaft of his now
very erect penis. Joey groaned softly, his long eyelashes fluttering as his
eyes popped open, and blinked, before finally focusing on her own, and, as
recognition dawned, he smile his sexy little smile, and croaked,

   "Hi wonder-mom...what's up...?"

   Lisa continued to trace the bulk of his penis with her fingertip, and
gave him a wink, returning the warm smile, and replied,

   "Hi yourself, wonder-boy....I think, actually, that....this...is up....and
very nicely up, at that..." she said, adding a slight pressure to her
groping finger for emphasis.

   Color rushed into Joey's cheeks as he flushed, and giggled, his soft
eyes quickly dropping to watch her gentle prodding of his swollen boyhood,
and he gently rejoined her with a muttered,

   "Oh, mom...jeez...!"

   Lisa winked again, closing her grip on is shaft, and giving it a firm
squeeze, as she said,

   "What, then...should I stop...or....?" She teased.

   His head shook rapidly side to side, as his eyes widened, and he quickly
answered,

   "No way...no...you know I like that....lots....just...you, like, always
gotta...well, say stuff...about him....uh...it...."

   Lisa continued to gently stroke the length of his rigid erection, and
nodded, as he replied,

   "yes, I guess that's true...but....well, I like everything
about...it...him...and, that includes talking about...him....as well as
looking...or touching....is that ok, sweetie...?"

   Still blushing, Joey nodded rapidly, inwardly loving everything his mom
did, or said, about his penis, but still youthfully embarrassed to actually
speak so boldly of his feelings, especially with his own mother...! He
sucked in a deep breath, shuddering slightly, as his mothers movements on
his penis caused an intense flood of amazing sensations to wash over him,
and he croaked,

   "For sure, mom....yea, it's really cool...honest...it just
sorta...well...sorta embarrassing...you know...." He stammered, involuntarily
flexing his slim hips to buck into her rubbing grip.

   Lisa chuckled, loving his cute embarrassment, and the reactionary
humping of his penis into her grip, and she dropped her other hand onto his
smooth chest, gliding across his warm, soft skin until her fingers teased
at his puffy nipples, moving between them, as he groaned softly. She
continued to stimulate his nipples until they, too, erected, and swelled
into stiff points, tiny eraser tips that jutted saucily from the softer
areola that surrounded them, and, as Joey arched his back, pushing his
chest against her exploring fingers, she impulsively leaned toward him, and
trailed her extended tongue over his stiff nipples, moving from one to the
other, as Joey gasped, the new sensation drawing the breath from his
heaving chest. She paused at one, and then the other, closing her lips, and
warm mouth, over each small nubbin, as she sucked at it gently, flicking
her tongue-tip across the tiny points.

   "Oh Jeez....whoa....oh man....!" Chirped Joey, his small hips thrusting
stronger yet, driving his rampant penis into his mothers fist, as he arched
his back again, and fed her his tingling little chest buds.

   A few more minutes of alternate sucking, and Lisa pulled away slightly,
then, blew her warm breath across the boy's wet, and sensitive nipples,
causing him to moan deeply, and shudder, as he again squeaked,

   "Oh....JEEZ....!"

   Chuckling, Lisa reached up to ruffle his soft hair, then, gently pressed
her soft lips against her sons, kissing him, and letting just a hint of
tongue invade his lush mouth for a second, before she pulled back, and
gently asked,

   "Nice...?....do you like mommy doing that, Joey...hmmm...? It feels really,
really, good, hmmm...?


   Joey moved his head in the affirmative, nodding rapidly, his eyes wide
with wonder, and excitement, and Lisa nodded sagely, saying,

   "That's right, baby...it feels wonderful....mommy knows how amazing that
feels...she loves having her nipples sucked, too...yes...oh
Joey...baby....yes...!"

   As she spoke the words, Lisa watched Joey's reaction, and a sudden
expression of, what...?...surprise, maybe....or...comprehension...?....crossed
his sweet face, and his doe-like eyes dropped quickly to her own breasts,
and, she...oh God...understood, then....at her own suggestion, her son was
thinking of....oh...licking....sucking....her nipples...!

   She could feel her nipples react to his gaze, instantly thickening, and
swelling, and she trembled slightly, as the bare tips of her nipples
erected against the material of her silky blouse, and she was painfully
aware of the now soaked condition of her panties, as he mind quickly
conjured an image of her young son's lush lips surrounding her nipples,
sucking them as he had as an infant, his slim, delicate fingers gripping
the supple mounds. She rolled her head back, a deep, wanton, groan escaping
her chest, as yet another flood of wetness seeped into her soggy panties at
the sordid thought.

   "Oh Joey....baby....mommy knows, sweetie....yes....oh baby,
yes....yes...yes...anything...everything....all of it, Joey...yes...?....shall we,
baby...shall we...try...it....all of it..?.....baby...?" she pleaded, her lust
filled fever overtaking her completely, as she surrendered to her
wantonness, and her uncontrollable desire to possess her own young son in
all ways possible.

   Joey's face glowed, as his own lust boiled over, and his shyness gave
way to the insatiable curiosity that now possessed his, along with a
burning, nearly painful, desire to experience anything, and everything,
that he and his mother could possibly experience together...and
now....right....now...! He gulped, a tiny measure of uncertainty nagging at
the far corner of his searing mind, but he nodded his head, and mumbled,
barely above a hoarse whisper,

   "Oh mommy....oh jeez....yes....oh mommy.....please....YES....!"

   Knowing deep down that even a minutes hesitation would cause her to
stop, and back away from her burning desire, Lisa quickly forced her mind
to stop thinking, and just act, as she reached for Joey's small briefs,
nearly ripping them from his lithe body, as the boy quickly lifted his
small butt to help his mother make him totally naked. His rampant penis
leaped free, and slapped against his firm abdomen, and Lisa groaned loudly
at the sight of it, and his plump scrotum, as she quickly reached to grasp
the rigid boy stalk in one hand, as the other cradled his tender, young
balls, tugging them gently. Joey shuddered, and groaned loudly, relishing
the multitude of sensation his mothers touch instantly unleashed through
his entire writhing body, and he bit his tongue sharply, fighting the
powerful urge to release, and spray his youthful nectar all over the
place. Lisa lovingly stroked his pulsing meat, and manipulated his aching
balls, another few moments, then, released him, and sat back slightly on
the ottoman, staring steadily into her son's wide eyes, as her hands deftly
worked the buttons of her blouse, freeing it, then, slipped it off her
shoulders, and arms, as she let it drop to the carpeted floor. Joey's mouth
dropped open, and his dark eyes went wider still, as his gaze settled onto
his mothers now bare breasts, and hugely distended nipples, surrounded by
large and swollen areola. Lisa arched her back, offering her smallish, but
perfectly shaped breasts to her son's hungry stare, and she shivered, as
she watched his soft eyes glaze slightly, and his pink tongue-tip slide
over his full lips. Never shifting his stare a single millimeter, Joey
licked his lips again, and mumbled, breathlessly,

   "Ohhh, moooommmy....oh
man.....WOW.....you're.....really....oh....jeez....amazing....!"

   Lisa held her pose another minute, relishing her son's hungry gaze on
her proud breasts, as her mind filled with an intense desire for him to
touch them, and lick, and suck her acing nipples, and she shuddered again
at the mere thought of such an act, as she reached for his arms, and pulled
him to a sitting position, saying,

   "Yes, baby....oh, yes...touch mommy,
baby...please...touch...mommy's...breasts...nipples....please, baby...mommy needs
you to....touch me, baby....oh, God....I need that....so badly,
baby....please...?"

   Still fixated on Lisa's pert breasts, and incredible nipples, Joey
extended a tentative arm, his palm stretched widely, and ever so gently
gripped her left breast. Lisa gasped at the contact, startling Joey
momentarily, as his eyes quickly flicked to hers in question, and she
nodded, doing her best not to scream at him to do it, touch her, and
hurry...now...please Joey...seeing her quick look of approval, Joey's eyes
quickly moved back to his prey, and his trembling hand closed over the
firm, pear-shaped mound, as his other hand moved to repeat the gesture on
her other breast. Lisa tossed her head back, her eyes clamping closed, as
the unbelievable sensation of her nearly thirteen year old son massaging
her breasts in his soft hands.

   Joey carefully explored his mothers amazing mounds of firm flesh, his
heart hammering inside his heaving chest, as he savored the smoothness, and
shape, of the twin globes in his hands, then, carefully guided his fingers
to the distended nipples, recalling how amazing it felt when she did that
to his small nubs. The spongy, yet rigid, feel of his mother's nipples
fascinated Joey the second he touched them, and an instinct seemed to guide
his tentative explorations, as he deftly manipulated the stiff point with
his fingers, bringing a series of shudders, and moans from Lisa.

   "OHhhhh, baby....yes....so good, Joey....baby....oh yes....touch mommy,
baby...yes...perfect, Joey...oh God....yes...baby...?....please....lick mommy's
nipples, baby...lick....and....oh God....suck....baby...?"

   Joey gulped, a loud roar inside his head, as he slowly leaned toward his
mother, and extended his pink tongue to her right nipple. He flicked his
tongue over the stiff point, then again, and yet again, then, widened his
mouth, and closed it over the entire areola, sucking the succulent flesh
gently, then, with added pressure. Lisa groaned, resisting the urge to
scream in pleasure that she could barely fathom, as her son quickly warmed
to his task, and moved to repeat the licking, and sucking, on her opposite
nipple, then, finding a rhythm, he moved between them, his warm mouth, and
tongue making her crazy, along with his tender hands manipulating the
tender globes of her breasts. Her panties were sodden, soaked completely
with her flooding vaginal juices, and he clitoris throbbed between her
swollen pussy lips, and she felt the rush of orgasm begin deep in her
pussy, amazed, as the idea that her young son was actually making her cum
from simply sucking her nipples came to realization. Her head rolled
loosely on her shoulders, and she emitted a steady cadence of soft mews,
and groans, as he hands closed against the sides of his moving head, and
she held on, as the highly intense orgasm flooded over her trembling body,
and she all but screamed,

   "AGgggg.....ohhhh....Joey...baby.....YESsssssss.......!"

   Suddenly fearful of hurting his mom, Joey quickly pulled away, his
mouth, and hands, separating from her breasts, and nipples, as he watched
her writhe in the throws of orgasm, slightly scared, but wholly amazed, at
her intense reactions. His hand automatically dropped to grip his leaking
erection, and he pounded at it furiously, willing his aching balls to
surrender, and give forth the relief he so badly longed for, and
needed. Lisa recovered slightly, still gasping for breath, as her head
lifted off her shoulders, and she looked down at Joey's hand wildly pumping
at his boyhood. She quickly reached out, and grabbed his wrist, sharply
pulling his hand away from his drooling penis, as she looked into his
slightly stunned eyes, and said, between gulps of air,

   "No, baby....not that....not now....no baby-boy....you just hang on a
minute, and mommy is going to make that so all better that you won't even
believe it, baby...just give me a minute....I mean...you, baby, made mommy
feel....SO amazing...So good...and...I want to make us even....ok,
baby-boy...?" 

   Joey felt a rush of pride course through his still trembling body, and
he still felt an unbelievable pressure in his boner, and balls, but,
decided that whatever mommy was promising was sure to be really, really
special, so he nodded, and bit down on his tongue again, willing his need
to squirt to wait....just....wait....

( To Be Continued)
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