Date: Sun, 8 Mar 1998 11:54:46 -0500 (EST)
From: serendip@cheerful.com
Subject: Boy Vignettes 7

When he offered his young body to me, I hypnotized him with my caresses,
and he fell into a dreamlike state when I merely touched the back of his
neck or ran my fingers through his fine black hair.  I caressed his arms,
his legs, his back, and his chest.  When I passed my hand across his
abdomen he shivered with pleasure.  He loved my caresses, purring like a
kitten.

When his sex stirred, I did not touch it until it began to leap with
anticipation.  Then I took it in my hand, holding it firmly, and slowly
stroked it up and down.  When I leaned down to touch his penis with my
tongue, he inhaled deeply and held his breath, waiting.  Finally, I closed
my lips around the head of his penis and sucked it inwardly.  He exhaled
with a heavy sigh.

I took my time with him because he was never in a hurry.  He let himself be
suckled and nursed slowly and calmly.  He would signal me with the touch on
the shoulder when he felt the moment approaching, and I would reduce the
pressure on his penis and the movement of my tongue until the crisis
passed.  It was I who usually surrendered to my desire in the end and
finally brought him to an explosive climax.  The feel of his penis
ejaculating in my mouth gave me immense pleasure.  I always swallowed his
semen and enjoyed the subtle, pleasant aftertaste which was unique to boys
his age.