Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2006 14:33:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dillon's Summer Visit (8)

   Dillon and I made pretty short work of the pasta, salad, and bread,
then, got the kitchen cleaned up, and went into the living room. We settled
on the sofa, and turned on the television, channel surfing, until Dillon
found some movie that interested him. He grabbed one of the small throw
pillows that I keep scattered around, and settled it in my lap, then,
stretched his lithe body out on the sofa, with his head on the pillow. I
propped my feet up the coffee table in front of the sofa, and we got quiet,
more or less focusing on the movie.

   My attention drifted, as I found it difficult to keep my gaze from
wandering over his creamy body as he lay there on the sofa. The tiny, soft
briefs he wore were really the perfect enhancement to his slim body,
somehow coming across even more sexy than if he were nude. The soft cotton
material clung to the outline of his sweet boy cock, and balls, in a very
alluring way, and the dark color provided a nice contrast his golden tanned
skin. I eased my hand onto his smooth tummy, just above the elastic waist
band of the briefs, and began slowly rubbing his buttery skin, slowly
working my palm across his tummy in a kind of a back and forth motion, and
he sighed contentedly. "That feels nice, Rob." He purred, and I stayed
quiet, continuing to move my hand over his satin skin.

   I worked my hand a bit higher, dipping my fingertip into his tiny navel,
as he giggled sweetly, apparently finding it a bit ticklish. Moving higher,
I stroked the smooth skin of his chest, letting my fingers graze over his
small nipples, and squeeze the little nubs gently as I moved between
them. Each of the nipples responded by growing erect, like tiny pencil
erasers in my fingertips, as I gently manipulated them. Dillon gave a small
shudder, and shifted slightly, moving fully onto his back on the sofa. I
glanced down at his boyhood, and smiled, seeing it now fully erect, and
straining against the snug little briefs. I bent my head down, and pressed
a soft kiss onto his forehead, then, moved my face into his soft, blond
hair, sniffing deeply, as my senses reveled in his clean, fresh scent. I
detected the pleasant odor of shampoo, a faint scent that mingled with the
natural fresh fragrance of his soft hair, and I felt my cock stiffen under
the pressure of his head in my lap.

   As I lifted my head, I whispered against his ear, "You smell so yummy,
Dillon.....just like a boy....my absolute favorite fragrance!" He grinned
up at me, his dazzling smile sending a small jolt to my balls, and I moved
my hand in small circles over his warm, smooth chest, and soft tummy. He
arched his back slightly, and I moved lower, letting my fingers trace the
waist band of the briefs. He moaned softly, and his eyes closed, the movie
apparently forgotten for the moment, and I moved my palm over his center,
closing my hand over his steely hard erection. He groaned again, as I gave
his boyhood a gentle squeeze, then, slid lower, to manipulate his plump
balls with my groping fingers. His coltish legs parted wider, giving me
better access to fondle his grape sized balls, and they rolled around
slightly in his scrotum as I poked gently at them, then, cupped the plump
sac in my palm. I gently worked his nuggets for a minute or so, then,
released the plump pouch, and ran my fingers up and down the satin smooth
skin of his inner thigh, nudging his balls on each upward pass. He brought
his feet up onto the sofa, bending his knees, and splayed his thighs out to
the sides, opening himself completely to my groping hand. I moved back to
his center, and cupped his entire package in my hand, and flexed my hand,
alternately squeezing, and releasing, his turgid prick, and balls. He moved
his small hips back and forth, matching my rhythm, as I groped the
incredibly soft cotton pouch of the sexy briefs repeatedly.

   He was definitely getting into it now, humping his crotch against my
hand, his breathing getting rapid, and shallow. My own cock was throbbing
beneath his head, and I could feel the dampness in my shorts, as my precum
began to ooze. I moved my hand to the top of Dillon's little briefs, and
pushed under the elastic band, letting my fingers graze his stiff little
spike, before closing around the pulsing shaft. He groaned, and pushed his
cute little butt up off the sofa, driving his hard nail into my groping
fist as I stroked the buttery skin up and down. He shuddered again, and his
hands suddenly went to his waist, as he gripped the tiny briefs in his
delicate fingers, and quickly shoved the small garment down his hairless
thighs, freeing his package. His cock throbbed in my fingers as I continued
to stroke him, and I watched his hairless balls settle between his spread
thighs. I worked his turgid nail between my thumb and finger a few times,
as Dillon purred deep in his chest, like a cat lying in the warm sun, then
moved the flat side of my thumb repeatedly over the smooth head of his
boyhood, parting the tiny slit so that his shiny wetness shone in the soft
light of the room. It looked so smooth, and hard, and I longed to feel it
filling my mouth, pulsing with his heartbeat, as I sucked him to orgasm,
and I could almost taste his creamy boy honey flooding over my tongue once
more. "Oh God, baby, I need to taste you....feel this pretty cock in my
mouth....sit up for me, Dillon....Ok? I told him, and he quickly scooted up
into a sitting position. I got awkwardly to my feet, then, bent down, and
scooped the naked boy up in my arms, rapidly carrying him into my bedroom.

   I eased his lithe form into the mattress, and quickly shed my own
shorts, my throbbing erection slapping upward against my groin, relieved of
the confines of the shorts. Dillon's dark eyes locked onto to my throbbing
meat, and widened slightly, as he squeaked, "Oh, wow....you really got a
big one, Rob....oh man....!" I smiled, and couldn't resist the impulse, so
I reached out to take hold of his slim wrist, and move his hand to my
aching cock. He hesitated for just a second, his eyes boring into my cock,
then, closed his delicate, slim, fingers around my girth. I groaned, the
soft touch of his slender fingers sending jolts of voltage through my
balls, and reached out to once more capture his pretty boyhood, and slide
the soft skin over the hardness of the erect tissue beneath. He matched my
movement, his small hand moving the skin of my cock back and forth, and I
looked down, totally captivated by the sight of his boyish hand
manipulating my man sized cock. We continued that way a couple of minutes,
when I was once more overwhelmed with the desire to taste him, to fill my
hungry mouth with his tasty boyhood, so I moved onto the bed, and lay on my
stomach between his splayed legs.

   Moving higher, I extended my tongue, and lapped at the silky skin of his
inner thigh, moving higher, until I reached his apex, and moved my head
inward, to lick his tight scrotum. I lapped at the crinkled skin, so pink,
and hairless, and pushed his plump orbs around with my tongue, as I ran my
fingers over his rock hard erection, and tugged gently at his sparse little
pubic patch. After sucking his cute marbles a bit, I ran my tongue up the
underside of his shaft, making small little flicks of my tongue against the
silky smooth skin, until I reached the plumb colored mushroom at the tip. I
licked there a few times, causing Dillon to shudder, and emit small little
squeaking noises, before capturing the entire head of his boyhood between
my lips. I paused there, savoring the pulse of his erection, and the feel
of the spongy head against my tongue, then, slowly engulfed his entire
length into my hungry mouth. My nose encountered his silky pubic hairs, and
I reveled in the sense of his silky hardness filling my mouth, and
throat. I established a rhythm then, moving my head over him, sucking his
tasty boyhood with every intention of creating the warm explosion of his
sweet nectar. Dillon groaned, and his fists grabbed at the sheet, as I
applied the full court press of my oral skills to his turgid boy meat,
while my fingers explored his balls, and probed the firm area of his
perineum, and beyond, as I dipped the tips of my fingers inside his warm
cleft, searching for that small pucker that hid there in the soft folds of
his pretty butt cheeks. He groaned again, as I made contact with the firm
little ring, and pressed against it, my hungry mouth still drooling over
his rampant boyhood.

   His small hips lifted slightly, and he shifted his outside leg to a
wider position, easing my access to his secret place, and I probed the
center of the small oval, moving my fingertip rapidly over its snug
warmth. He suddenly thrust at me, his small body surprising me with its
strength, as he all but bucked me off him, and quickly rolled over onto his
tummy. He slid his knees forward, partly under him, and his pretty ass swam
in front of my hungry gaze, and he lifted it higher, spreading his smooth
legs to the max. His firm little cheeks parted, revealing his pink little
oval to my astonished gaze, and mumbled into the pillow, "Oh
jeez.....oh....man.....Rob....please....lick me....please....lick me some
more....!" Amazed at his aggression, and his seemingly wanton desire, I
quickly plunged in, burying my face in those heavenly globes, and lapping
the flat of my tongue over his delicious little boy-pussy. He groaned, and
banged his fist on the bed, as I licked his hot center, my tongue riding
over the firm little ridges of tissue that guarded his entrance, before
rolling it, and pressing firmly against his tight resistance. He squealed
into the pillow, and I felt him push back at me, helping me, and my tongue
suddenly slid past his sphincter, and burrowed an inch or so into his
buttery tunnel. He let out a long noise, a hiss, of sorts, and I felt him
relax his inner muscles, giving, and opening, himself to my invasion. I
moved my tongue in and out of him several times, amazed at his instigating
the action, and slid my hand around his slim middle to grasp his turgid
boyhood, stroking the satin skin in sync with my tonguing of his incredible
tight little pussy.

   We went on for several minutes, Dillon uttering a steady cadence of
small grunts, and squeals, until I thought my jaw might lock up from the
awkwardness of the position, and the repeated plunges into his tasty
tunnel. I felt the wetness of his precum flowing over my fingers, where I
manipulated his throbbing erection, and I sensed that his eruption of boy
honey was immanent. Not wanting to waste his precious fluids by letting him
blow over the sheet, I quickly withdrew my tongue from his depths, and
flipped his slim body over onto his back. His very erect, and leaking,
boyhood throbbed against his smooth groin, and I gripped its base in my
fingers, stroking there, as I slid the entire thing back into my hungry
mouth, sucking him for full effect. He thrust rapidly at me with his hips,
bucking, and driving his boyhood into my drooling mouth, and my taste buds
exploded with his fresh flavor, and the slightly nutty taste of his
drooling precum. His fingers dug into my hair, and gripped my head, tugging
strongly, to guide my rhythm over his pulsing cock, and I felt the shaft
jerk strongly in my mouth, and erupt, with several rapid jets of his boy
honey coating over my tongue. He wailed loudly, and drove his butt upward,
letting his plump balls drain their creamy load into my mouth, and I
swallowed his slippery offering as quickly as he presented it, until he
slacked back onto the bed, a limp, and shuddering mass, totally spent from
the intensity of his orgasm.

   I slid his wilting penis from my battered lips, and held it gently in my
fingers, licking the stray drizzles of his eruption from his soft skin, and
savored the sweetness of his boy cream. I gently closed my lips over the
spongy head, and flicked my tongue tip across the tiny slit, sucking
gently, as I sought the remains of his tasty boy batter. He was puffing
hard, his chest rising and falling, as he struggled for air, and I released
his tender boyhood, and looked up at him. His eyes were tightly closed, and
his pretty face was flushed, and sweating slightly, as his lungs refilled
with air, and his breathing slowed to normal. He fluttered his eyes open,
and blinked several times, before focusing his gaze on me, and a wide smile
painted over his face. "Oh, wow....man.....jeez.....that was, like, so
awesome!" he chirped, and I grinned at him, nodding my head, then, fell
forward to lie beside him, and hold his slim body against me, as I moved my
hands to cup the firm globes of his incredible little butt. He snuggled
against my chest for a bit, resting, and calming, as I moved my tongue
inside my mouth, savoring all of his lingering flavors. My cock drooled
against the soft sheet beneath me, and I gave the perfect globes of his
pert butt another squeeze, before both of us drifted off, a light sleep
settling over us as we cuddled on the tangled sheets.

   Some thirty minutes later, I opened my eyes, and slowly became aware of
a very pleasant feeling washing over my groin. I looked down, and groaned
softly at the sight of Dillon's slender hand deftly manipulating the skin
of my rigid cock, sliding it up and down my shaft, sending small electrical
impulses through my balls. "Hmm...nice, baby..." I muttered, and he nodded,
his blond head moving against my chest, as he watched himself stroke my
rock hard cock. I was suddenly filled with warm affection for the boy, and
moved my hands down to grip his arms, tugging on him, so that he released
my cock, and slid his slim body upward in answer to my tugging on him. I
got hold of his slender waist, and rolled him on top of me, placing my
hands on his back, and lifted my head off the pillow. He leaned down, and
our lips met, so very softly, as I slid my tongue out to pass it over his
lush, full lips. He pulled back slightly, and smiled, then, moved in again,
and actually kissed me, so very softly. His sweet breath filled my senses,
and I held him tightly to me, my hands moving down to cup his firm ass
cheeks. He sighed, and wiggled his little bubble in my grip, and I slid a
finger between the perfect globes, and dug into his warm furrow. I slid my
finger over his firm little button, and wiggled it back and forth, as he
pressed back against me, apparently enjoying the sensation. I nuzzled into
his soft neck, and probed his little pucker some more, pressing firmly
against it, as he grunted softly, and moved against my finger. I paused,
and lifted his small chin, our eyes meeting, and holding, as I softly
asked, "Dillon....you want me to...um...go inside there...?" He blinked,
then, nodded slowly, making a small sound that sounded like, "Uh huh..." My
heart was racing in my chest, as I once more probed my finger over his snug
little core, and he pushed down against it. I reached my free hand to the
night stand, and grabbed the bottle of K-Y that I keep there, and fumbled
to get it open, before bringing my hand up, and squeezing a large dollop of
the slippery gel onto my fingers. I spread it around, then, moved back
behind him, and once more invaded his crevice. I moved my wet finger back
to his entrance, and slid it back and forth, coating the tiny wrinkle with
the slick gel. Moving my hand back behind him, I added more of the gel to
my fingers, and returned to his core, centering my finger there, and
pressing firmly, and steadily inward, until I slipped past his tight ring,
and moved an inch or so inside him. He grunted, and expelled his warm
breath against my chest, as he accepted the invasion of his gripping
sheath, and I paused, giving him time to adjust to the new sensation.

   He relaxed against me after a minute or so, and I pushed again, adding
another inch or so into his warm depth. He groaned again, and shuddered
slightly, as I withdrew a bit, paused, then, slid slowly, and fully, inside
his warm, incredibly soft, boy pussy, and began a slow in and out movement,
fingering his buttery depth. "Oh wow.....oh
man....that's....really....something....!" he purred...and I felt his anal
muscles go soft, accepting my probing digit without resistance now. He
shifted his position slightly, and I continued a steady in and out,
fingering his amazing tunnel, and marveling at his instinctive
contractions, and relaxing of his inner muscles. I fingered him slowly, and
steadily, my leaking cock pressed firmly into his soft tummy, and I felt my
finger slide over the hard little bump of his prostate, causing him to
jumps slightly, and emit a small groan. I stayed there, gently stroking his
rigid little pea, and he panted against my chest, groaning in pleasure. His
entrance was fully relaxed now, and slippery with the copious amounts of
gel I had laved there, and pressed my aching cock against the smooth skin
of his tummy, making small humping movements. Dillon lifted his blond head
off my chest, and looked at me, his eyes sending a questioning look at my
own, and he said, very softly, his abdomen putting pressure on my throbbing
cock, "So, Rob....um....can this....like...go in there....too?"

   I damn near shot my load right there, just looking at that sweet,
innocent face, so sweet, and little boy looking, his soft eyes all wide
with wonder, and curiosity. I could hardly believe what I had just heard,
his asking, and wanting, for me to fuck him. My cock certainly heard him
though, and it pulsed strongly against the baby soft skin of his tummy,
oozing like a faucet gone bad. "Oh baby!" I answered, "God, how I would
love that....but....well....I just couldn't do anything to hurt
you....and...that might really hurt." He set a look of determination on his
sweet face, and vigorously shook his blond head side to side, and said, "No
it won't....besides....I really wanna...and I can...I just know it!" I
stared into his soft eyes, and felt my cock pulse another drool of my ball
juice onto the creamy skin of his tummy, and just let go of all my
misgivings. I looked once more into his almost pleading face, and nodded,
grabbing frantically at the lube, and pouring a huge drizzle onto my
hand. I quickly reached down, and swabbed the slick mixture over my aching
cock, then, gripped Dillon by his slim waist, and looked once more into his
eyes. "Ok, baby...God yes...we'll try it then....you do it...and....if it
hurts a lot....you stop, Ok?" He sucked in a deep breath, then, released
it, nodding slightly, as he maneuvered above me. His hand went down between
us, and gripped my slimy cock, then he lifted himself, and moved to center
my raging erection with his small pucker. I shuddered, and groaned, nearly
popping my nuts, as I felt the warmth of his small hole contact the
drooling head of my overcharged cock. He moved it back and forth a few
times, as if deciding just where it needed to go, then, centered it
perfectly, and began to slowly sink his weight down onto me. I gripped his
slim waist, gritting my teeth, fighting to control the nearly overwhelming
urge to just drive up, and plow fully into his incredible heat, and
tightness. He paused, gulping in another big breath, and he held it, and
closed his eyes tightly. His fingers regripped the base of my turgid cock,
and he grunted, then, pushed straight down, and I almost screamed, as the
head of my cock speared his tight ring, and slid inside him a good two
inches.

   Dillon hissed, the air blowing out of his lungs, then, sucked in another
huge breath, and held it, settling his lower half deeper onto my burning
cock, taking another two inches into his molten depth. "Aggg....!" He
grunted, and I held his waist, saying quickly, "Dillon...baby....stop, if
you need to....really..!" His blond locks flew, as he shook his head, and
he sucked in more air, squeezing his eyes tightly, and pushed down again,
steadily this time, moving down onto me, until my entire cock was fully
imbedded inside him. "Ahggg.....jeez....!" he hissed, and I thought I was
going to melt, totally dissolve, under him, as his unbelievable tightness,
and heat, engulfed my throbbing cock. He settled, and I saw tears ooze from
his closed eyes, and slither down his soft cheeks, as he opened his mouth,
gulping air, and uttering strange little noises. I held my own breath,
every fiber of my body alive, and singing with sensation, as his stretched
chute gripped me, a feeling of tightness that I had never before
experienced washing over me. I moved my palms over his smooth chest, my
fingers toying with his tiny nipples, and I flexed my shaft inside him a
few times. He grunted, and gulped more air, a small string of his saliva
escaping the corner of his gaping mouth. "Baby...Dillon...Ok, son...?" I
asked him, and he nodded, making no reply. As much as I wanted to begin
hammering his butter soft depth, I lay as still as a statue, waiting, and
finally feeling him begin to relax his inner muscles, as he adjusted his
body to the fullness of my penetration.

   Slowly, ever so slowly, he began to move, lifting himself, and dragging
the unbelievable grip of his boy pussy up the length of my raging cock,
until just the head remained, and pausing, before once more moving down, to
swallow me entirely into his buttery depth. Over, and over, he rode me, his
softness growing softer still with each pass, and adding speed to his
strokes, as he grew more and more relaxed, and let his incredibly tight
tunnel open to my rampant cock. My balls were churning, totally boiling
over with the intense sensations I was getting, and I moved to grip
Dillon's soft little boyhood. He slapped at my hand, shaking his head side
to side, and muttered, "Don't...just....ohhh....man....!" I returned to
holding his slim waist then, and moved in sync with his riding my length,
and gave myself totally over to the abject wonder of it all, closing my
eyes, and letting a million wonderful feelings flow over my body, until my
balls boiled over entirely, and my molten semen erupted into Dillon's
butter soft pussy, spilling what felt like a gallon of my scalding seed
over his innards, in repeated, and rapid ejaculations, as my cock pulsed in
his unbelievable grip.


   Finally totally drained, I released every bit of tension from my shaking
body, and sagged into the mattress like a stuffed toy. I was gasping for
air, and seeing small stars floating around my eyes, and I would have
almost sworn that I had actually ejected my very balls inside the
boy. Never, had I felt anything even close to comparison with the
other-worldly sensations the boy had evoked in me, and I rolled my sweating
head side to side on the damp pillow, still having trouble actually
fathoming what had just occurred. I gulped in a huge breath, and looked up
to meet Dillon's slightly dazed look, his creamy cheeks all flushed, and
his hair stuck to his sweating forehead. He rested is palms on my heaving
chest, and his head kind of lolled on his neck, as he shuddered atop me,
his slim body feeling some sort of strong spasm. I gripped his waist,
gently urging him forward, and he rose up slightly, dislodging my wilted
cock from his stretched pucker with a small popping sound. He formed a
small "O" with his lush mouth at hearing the slightly obscene noise, then,
gave me a small, quick, little grin, as I pulled his body forward, and he
stretched out on top of me. I slid my arms around his still trembling body,
and held him, my hands wandering over his damp back, and his downright wet
little butt. We cuddled, silently sharing the rise and fall of our
breathing, and once more drifted into a light doze.

(To Be Continued)
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