Date: Sat, 31 Jan 1998 12:08:04 -0500 (EST)
From: serendip@cheerful.com
Subject: Boy-Vignette-01

At twelve he had a beautiful, golden body and a penis as
smooth as the rest of his youthful form.  I fell on him and took the
stiffening sex into my mouth.  My fingers went everywhere, across
the taut abdomen, under the hairless balls, searching every nook of his
body, leaving nothing untouched, exploring, caressing.

The boy's passion accumulated deep in his core waiting to be exploded
by my intensifying rhythm.  The heat and hunger I felt was raging
within me as well.  His body responded under my hands which danced
on his skin, awake, aware, sensitive.  My mouth made little sucking
sounds as his swollen penis slid back and forth between my lips.

When his breathing hastened, I drew his erection out of my mouth, all
glistening and distended, then kissed it tenderly.  As my fingers
danced circles around his penis, I took only the smooth head into my mouth
like a delectable morsel of food.  I moved my mouth ever so lightly,
just enough to keep it inside, touching the edges of my lips.  Then
suddenly moving downwards, engulfing the whole penis, I heard him gasp
with joy, and I sucked and slurped more feverishly, my appetite voracious. 
His body twisted and turned, writhing and panting with desire.

With a guttural groan he tensed and raised up urgently.  He shook
and trembled as he finally exploded in a pulsating finale, the milky essence
spilling from his sex onto my tongue.  He collapsed from sheer exhaustion,
all the tension left his body.  I gazed down on him dreamily still
tasting his joy.  He was smiling and still panting, gratified, content.