Date: Fri, 24 Dec 2004 09:24:46 -0800 From: Bob Hook Subject: after-school-movie (part 5) Back home, I was in my bedroom, getting ready to take a shower. As I stood, undoing the buttons on my shirt, my mind flashed back to the scene at the theater, when Mr. Carl had been the one undoing my shirt, and slowly stripping it from my thin body, and my nipples tingled, and stiffened, as I remembered his touches there, and the incredible feeling of his lips, and tongue, as he licked, and sucked my small nubs! Dropping the shirt on my bed, I slid two fingers into my mouth, wetting them, then, teased my small, tight, nipples, sucking in my breath as I trembled, remembering the electric feeling that seemed to travel from my nipples to my balls, as Mr. Carl worked his magic on them. My boy cock swelled, and poked strongly at my fly, as I gently pulled, and pinched, the stiff tissue! Opening my belt, and zip, I let my pants fall around my ankles, looking down, and seeing my white briefs distended, the hard little nail poking straight out from my groin! I flexed it, and giggled, seeing it jump inside my small, tight, briefs! Hooking my thumbs into the elastic waist, I skinned the briefs down my thin legs, and stepped out of them, and my pants, leaving me naked except for my white gym socks, exactly as I had stood before Mr. Carl, less than two hours ago! I wiggled my boner again, giggled, and cupped my smooth balls in my hand, recalling that breath taking sensation, as well! I sat, naked, on my bed, and brought one foot up, and removed the sock, then the other foot, and sock. With my leg up, flat footed on the bed, I leaned down, bending my back as far as possible, desperately wanting to get my small cock into my mouth, but it was physically impossible to bend that far! I sighed, disappointed, but consoling myself with the knowledge that, soon enough, I would again experience the white hot pleasure of Mr. Carl's warm, wet, sucking, mouth as he engulfed my little prick, swallowing it to its base! I picked up a towel, and some clean briefs, poked my head out the door to ensure that my Mom wasn't in site, then trotted down the hallway to the bathroom, my hard, little cock pointing the way! I closed the door, and turned on the spray, letting it run to warm the water. I looked into the full length mirror on the back of the door, and realized that my reflection was exactly the view Mr. Carl had, after he had fully undressed me, and I stood, naked, before him. I was thin, and coltish built, with a small bit of baby fat still collected at my waist. I inspected my small, stiff, nipples in the mirror, and again felt the tingle of the man's mouth there, an awesome sensation, totally unknown to me, scant hours ago! My chest, and tummy were completely hairless, and blemish free, the navel a small, concave knot. I noted my scant, few, pubic hairs sprouting slowly at the base of my protruding cock, and then the cock, itself, hard this way, maybe close to 4 inches in length, thin, and very smooth skinned, ending in a slightly flared, circumcised, mushroom like, head, with its tiny, tight, slit. On the bottom side of the head, I noted the small "v", where the ring of skin joined, and I lightly stroked there, with a finger, shuddering, as I recalled vividly the touch of Mr. Carl there, as well. My balls were small, and kind of cute, I thought, the scrotum hairless, tight, and slightly wrinkled, tucked snugly below my dick, and between my smooth thighs. I cupped the bag, remembering Mr. Carl's warm mouth there, gently sucking each small orb, then the entire package! I groaned, and shuddered! But today, a new, and completely unexpected, sensation had been introduced! I turned, looking back over my shoulder, seeing the twin mounds of my small, firm, ass reflected in the mirror, and the snug cleft dividing them, and recalled feeling the mans big hands there, gripping the melons firmly, and spreading them, opening that most secret part of me to his gaze! My naked body trembled, as I mentally relived the touch of his tongue to that most forbidden place! I bent, slightly, and reached back, separating the mounds, and exposing my tiny pucker to the mirror. Slightly pink, slightly tan, it appeared almost as a tiny crease of wrinkled skin, hairless, and tightly clenched. I pressed my finger against the spot, and gasped, recalling the sensation of the big man fingers touching there, then pressing, to slid through the tight muscle, entering my body, and pressing deeper, to that incredible place that he had rubbed, causing my boy cock to erupt, and spew forth my warm cream, the very instant he had touched me there! Mr. Carl, I decided, had made me alive, turning my small, young, body into a instrument of pleasure, evoking so many new, and wonderful, sensations in me, that it made it near to impossible for me to wait to be with the man, once again! Stepping into the stall, I stood under the warm spray, slowly soaping my chest, and tummy, the slippery soap once again bringing the tingle to my stiff little nipples! I stroked my erect cock in my soap slick hand, my other hand tugging at my tight balls, bringing on a small, but pleasurable, dull ache, as I gripped the tight sack, pulling it, and forcing the two orbs together, a small, tight, balloon between my thumb, and fingers! Releasing my balls, I stroked my hard nail faster, feeling the pressure rise within me, the need for release growing! Spreading lots of soap on my free hand, I dipped a slick finger into my hot crack, finding the tiny pucker, and strummed my fingertip against the tight ring, my fist flying over my leaking cock! Rising up on my tiptoes, I pressed, and my finger passed through the muscle, and invaded my tunnel, going full length inside of me! I groaned, and remembered the pressure I had felt from the man's fat fingers in me, and longed to feel it again! I probed my hot hole, and jerked my throbbing cock, jabbing my sunken finger around, desperate to find that special place, the place Mr. Carl knew so well, then, my finger encountered a small, hard, knot, and pressed into it, as I yelled, out loud, my small prick exploding, the creamy juice spraying everywhere, as I jetted glob, after glob, of boy cumm, my knees buckling, as I sank to the floor, panting, my finger still deeply imbedded, as I saw bright flashes of light, dance before my eyes!! The water cascaded over me, my chest heaved, as I panted, gasping for air, and slowly slid my finger out of my stretched hole. I lay there, unable to move just yet, as I heard my Mother tapping the door, and calling to see if I was alright! I realized, then, that I actually had yelled out loud at the intensity of the orgasm, and my heart flipped, fearing that she would open the door, and find me collapsed on the shower floor, my shrunken prick still oozing my slime, and the remnants of my copious discharge painted on the shower wall! I sucked in air, and called to her that I was fine, and would be out in a minute. I turned off the spray, and slowly got to my feet, still weak at the knees, and stepped out of the shower. I toweled off, giggling at the reflected image of my now soft, and tiny cock, swinging, and bouncing, about between my thighs, as I dried, pulled on my fresh briefs, and padded back to my room, to collapse onto my bed, sated, already thinking of tomorrow, and my next after school movie, and Mr. Carl!