Date: Wed, 8 Feb 2006 13:17:05 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dillon's Summer Visit (4)

   Dillon and I cuddled on the sofa for a while, just gently exploring each
others body. His pretty boy cock was absolutely precious in its current
flaccid state, and I was totally enjoying exploring it with my fingers. I
trailed my thumb back and forth over the smooth head several times, and he
giggled, telling me that it made the "tingly" feeling when I did that. I
let my fingers trail lower, and poked softly at his little balls, before
gently gripping each little orb between finger and thumb. I massaged the
hairless pouch, my fingers lightly pinching the slightly wrinkled skin, as
he moaned in delight. "I really like how you touch me, Rob." He told me
matter of factly, "I mean, sometimes I touch myself, too, but, it sure
doesn't feel as good as how you do it." I cupped his scrotum, and tugged on
it gently, and replied, "That's good to hear, little bud, and I really like
to touch all of your cute parts too....I really think that your penis and
balls are just about perfect." He smiled sweetly, a rosy blush crawling
over his cheeks, as he squeaked, "Thanks!"

   I had to chuckle, as I looked closely at his cute face, and noticed the
crusty streaks of my dried cum, where it has erupted into his face as he
stroked me earlier. "You know, Dillon, I'm thinking maybe we should have a
nice, hot shower before bed.....what do you think, buddy?" I asked him. His
blue eyes went wide, and his lush little mouth formed a small "o," as he
gasped, and croaked, "Um....you mean....like....both of
us...like....together?" I chuckled, cupping the whole of his cute package
in my hand, and answered, "Yup.....that's pretty much just what I had in
mind." He blinked a few times, his blond head nodding rapidly, and squealed
loudly, "Awesome!" Still chuckling, I stood, and scooped his lithe body
into my arms. I tossed him over my shoulder in a fireman carry, and headed
down the hall toward my bedroom. As I waked, his cute little butt was kind
of "right there," so I turned my head, and nipped at one little melon,
eliciting a sweet squeal out of Dillon.

   We reached the bathroom, and I deposited him onto the counter top, and
reached into the shower stall to get the water going. When I turned back
for Dillon, my jaw dropped in surprise that bordered briefly on utter
shock. Apparently he had felt the call of Mother Nature, and, just like
that, there he stood, cute little boyhood firmly in hand, as he ejected a
strong stream of pee into the bowel. I chuckled, watching him, and he
glanced over at me, as if suddenly realizing that he was not alone, and
said, Uh....well....I had to go..." I raised my hands, clapping lightly,
and told him, "Indeed you did, buddy, and, it might just be the sweetest
thing I have ever seen." He blushed sweetly, giving his cock a couple of
shakes, and worked the flush handle, then, turned, and walked over to me,
his boyhood swaying temptingly at his groin. I took his small hand in mine,
and stepped into the stall, pulling him in with me.

   I put my hands on his smooth shoulders, and turned him several time,
soaking his slender body with the spray, then, reached over and squirted a
large dollop of bath gel onto my palms. I moved my hands to his chest, high
up by his neck, and began slowly moving them in small circles over his
satin smooth skin. I lathered his chest, and soft little tummy, moving my
fingers over his tiny nipples, and invading his small, concave navel with a
fingertip. He lifted his arms above his head, and laced his fingers, as I
moved my hands into his butter soft underarms. The hairless skin was as
soft as velvet, and I smeared some of the slick gel over it, as he giggled
softy, apparently somewhat ticklish in that tender area. I applied more
gel, and moved my hands down his trunk, just lightly sliding my palm over
his genitals, and watched his young boyhood instantly respond to just that
light stimulation. I spent a minute soaping his plump ball sac, and his
pretty cock sprang to full erection, the smooth head dripping narrow trails
of suds onto the stall tiles. I knelt, and ran my hands down the length of
his coltish legs, and lifted each small foot, tenderly washing the ticklish
soles, then, slid my hands back up his inner thighs, ending at his
throbbing boner. I moved my palms together, generating a healthy froth,
then, firmly gripped his boy nail, stroking its length back and forth. He
moaned, and flexed his little butt back and forth, obviously enjoying the
sensation of my slick hand working his turgid shaft, and slippery glands. I
released his cock, and put my hands on his slim hips, turning him, so the
cascading spray rinsed the soap from his front half, as I reached for the
gel, and squirted more into my hands. I reached up, and washed his back,
moving down, and over those delicious twin melons of his little ass, then
down the backs of his hairless legs, and ankles. Moving back up his legs, I
nudged them wider apart, and placed my palm at the small of his back,
urging him to lean forward. His hands went to the shower wall, and
supported his weight, as his perfect buckle butt projected back, so that it
was in perfect alignment with my face. I once more massaged suds over his
firm globes, and slid a finger into his warm crevice, searching for, and
finding, his tiny pucker. He yelped, as I ran my fingertip across the tiny
ridges of tissue that surrounded the small opening, and as I pressed firmly
against it, he groaned loudly. I worked my finger all around his treasure,
alternating between stroking the tender spot, and pressing against it, but,
not actually penetrating him. As I continued exploring his little hole with
my finger, I slid my other hand between his spread legs, and briefly cupped
his dangling ball sac, before reaching up to grip his rock hard boyhood,
and stoke it a few times. I stopped then, and withdrew, standing again, to
move Dillon under the spray of water, turning him, then spreading his
little bum open to let the water carry the soap away from his hidden
treasure. I pressed my body against him then, my granite hard cock mashing
against his smooth tummy, and tilted his head back, and under the water,
letting it run over his hair, and face for a minute. I let him go then, and
reached for the bath gel, indication for him to open his hands, as I
squirted a large blob to the stuff onto his open palms. I set down the
bottle, and lifted my arms above my head, and winked at him, and said,
"Your turn, little bud....go for it!"

   Dillon giggled, and rubbed his hands together, creating an instant
lather, which he began rubbing over my chest. His delicate fingers probed
at my nipples, as he emulated my earlier movements. I relaxed back against
the wall, and just opened myself to whatever degree of exploration he was
interested in pursuing, and I watched his face, and the intense
concentration there, as he deftly set about washing another body, very
probably for the first time in his young life. By the time he had worked
his way to my crotch, my balls were in a complete froth, aching even, from
the incredible sensations his delicate hands were creating as he touched
me. He really seemed reluctant to carry his mission to my backside, so I
moved away from him, and handled that part myself, then, stepped fully
under the spray, and turned around, rinsing the soap from my body, and
turned off the water. I popped open the stall door, and we stepped out, and
I wrapped a large fluffy towel around his slim body, patting at him, before
using another to dry myself. Finished, I once more scooped the boy into my
arms, and carried him, all giggles, and squeals, into the bedroom, where I
dumped him on my bed. I yanked his towel away, and dropped it, and my own,
to the floor, then, joined him on the bed. I rolled him onto his back, and
stretched out beside him, lying on my side. I leaned my head down, and blew
another loud raspberry onto his soft tummy, and when he squealed, trying to
roll into a ball, I did it again, and then, again. He giggled, and I held
him in place, as I moved my head downward, licking the creamy skin of his
tummy, and dipping my tongue inside his tiny navel. Moving lower, I used my
teeth to tug at his whispy pubes, the, licked the smooth head of his
boyhood a few times, as he stopped squirming, and settled back on the
mattress. I reached for his penis, and gripped the base of it, as I licked
the head again, before slowly sliding the entire length into my mouth,
moving steadily down, until his silky pubes tickled my upper lip. I moved
my head up and down, drooling over his tasty boyhood, and slid my hand
between his spread legs, to gently knead his plump ball sac with my
fingers, as I sucked him hungrily. He was emitting soft moans, and moving
his fingers through my hair, as I began tasting his precum as it oozed onto
my tongue.

   Wanting to slow him down a little, torn between my desire to have him
once again flood my mouth with his creamy discharge, and wanting to delay
it as long as possible, I slid his stalk out of my mouth, and ran my tongue
around the smooth glands several times, concentrating on the tiny "v" at
the juncture of the bottom of his shaft, and the silky head. He shuddered,
as I lapped at his boyhood in rapid little flicks of my tongue, before
moving down to run my tongue over his scrotum. I lapped at the taut sac
until it was soaked in my saliva, then, carefully inserted the plump pouch
inside my mouth. I sucked his tender balls, pressing my finger against his
perineum, as he chanted a cadence of small groans, and grunts. Still
sucking his balls, I slid my finger further back, and gently invaded his
warm crease, moving down its length, until I located his tiny pucker once
more. I diddled the small ridges that defined the opening, and probed
gently against his tight ring, as he squeaked, and mumbled things that I
couldn't quite understand. Suddenly overwhelmed with the need, and desire,
to sample his special flavors, in that most special of places, I got my
arms behind his knees, and lifted his slender legs up, and back, toward his
chest. I released his scrotum from my mouth, and lifted my head slightly,
peering at his now fully exposed, pink little anus. I made a groaning sound
of my own, as I gazed hungrily at the perfection before me, his taut little
butt cheeks, so smooth and creamy, centered by the tender skin of his
crevice, and the perfectly oval little opening to his inner treasures. I
groaned again, muttering his name in awe, as I moved my head between his
upturned legs, and lapped at his tiny star. He squeaked above me, mumbling
what sounded like a rapid series of "Oh...oh..oh..." as I licked him,
pressing the point of my tongue against the firm resistance. His flavors,
and the fresh boy-scent of him flooded my senses, and I was almost dizzy
from the very heady experience.

   His small fists pounded the mattress, and some guttural noises emanated
from him in rapid gasps of breath, as I continued to lap at his tiny hole,
rolling my tongue, and pressing firmly against his ring. I got both his
firm little buns in my fingers, and separated them more, adding pressure
with my probing tongue, until I suddenly felt it actually penetrate his
resistance, and slide a little bit inside
him. "Unngg....oh....oh.....jeez...!" he chirped, sounding nearly
breathless, and adding some gurgling noises, as I strove to drive my tongue
in and out of his tender chute. His hips bucked strongly in my grip, and I
dug deeper inside him, savoring his sweetness with my exploding taste
buds. I worked in and out of him several more times, until my jaw
threatened to lock from the awkwardness of the position, and I had to
withdraw. Reluctantly, I did so, and moved back to once again lap at his
cute balls, before moving back up, to recapture his throbbing cock. The
head was shiny wet with his seeping fluids, and so dark a red as to almost
be purple, and I quickly engulfed the precious boyhood to its very base,
sucking him for full effect. His hips bucked strongly, lifting off the bed,
and driving his turgid weapon in and out of my mouth, and I rode with his
rhythm, eager to once more experience his youthful explosion into my hungry
mouth. My hand once more gripped his plump pouch, and tugged at it, as I
added suction, and speed, to my efforts, and I paused, as I felt a strong
shudder pass over his slim frame, and his boyhood swell thicker in my
mouth. I lifted my head slightly, leaving just the first couple of inches
of his boy meat resting on my tongue, as I closed finger and thumb around
his throbbing base, and stroked it. "AGgggg.....Awwww......!" he wailed,
his hips bucking under me, and his shaft jerked strongly, then again, as he
erupted, shooting rapid bullets of his tasty cream onto my tongue, one,
immediately followed by the next. I savored his slightly nutty taste on my
tongue, until his surprising volume filled my mouth, and I swallowed,
reveling in the smooth, warm, texture of his essence sliding down my
throat, until he was once again drained, and sagged back onto the mattress,
his small chest rising, and falling rapidly.

   Realizing how sensitive his ravaged boyhood would be in his
post-climatic state, I slid the wilting morsel from my mouth, and gently
licked it, moving my tongue across the shiny head, as I gently milked the
soft shaft to elicit the last dribbles of his tasty cream. I released him
then, and slid up to lay beside him on the pillows, and laid my arm across
his still heaving chest. He rolled his blond head sideways on his pillow,
and his wide eyes, and very flushed face, turned toward me. I smiled, and
winked at him, and said, softly, "What a yummy boy you are,
Dillon.....just....yummy.....everywhere...!" He moved his lush mouth into
that heart-stopping smile of his, and his flushed cheeks grew a brighter
shade, as he added blush, and croaked, his boyish voice cracking severely,
"Oh wow, Rob.....just.....well......wow...!"

(To Be Continued)
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