Date: Tue, 3 Sep 2013 11:05:44 +0000 From: alfredo garcia Subject: Hands-free Orgasm (Adult-Youth) Hands-free Orgasm By Alfredo Garcia Please, remind that Nifty needs your donations to provide these wonderful stories. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html The two stand naked, face to face, two meters a part in a circle of dim light. From the inky darkness beyond, we watch in breathless silence as a cello begins to softly moan. The one is older, tall and strong. His muscular chest swirls with jet black hair. The body of the other is much smaller and slender with pale, milky skin, almost feminine, but the tiny, curling cock betrays him. A screen appears above the pool of light and on it an image slowly resolves. It is from an unseen camera that orbits round the two. Its lens first fixes on the boy, as if following the movements of the man's eyes. We see the boy is very young, with thin delicate features, large dark eyes and full lips. The camera scans his gracile body, slim arms, small dark nipples, long legs that are just becoming muscled and bare feet. The camera comes to rest on his small jutting penis in a halo of downy hair. The lens moves its focus as the boy looks into the man's riveting eyes then pans down the torso and abdomen to his cock, watching it slowly thicken and rise. We watch, breathless, as the music swells. So too the intensity of the light to reveal the details of the two bodies, both are engorged, their lips parted, breasts rising and falling with slow breaths. Murmurings arise around me as we sense the beating of synchronous hearts. The boy is the first to reach his vertical throbbing fullness. The man is thicker, heavier but it too comes pulsing up. Man and boy, are each seem mesmerized by the other. The camera lavishing its attention on the boy and his smooth white skin, the flaring rosy gland, his small testicles pulled tight and close to the body, his hands a clenched fist. The man's penis reaches its magnificence erect state, bold and beautiful. His heavy testicles hang ominously in their enclosing sack seething with sexual power. The camera shifts to the shuffling audience. Men of all ages have pulled their cocks from their pants. Some masturbate slowly, their eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before them, others consumed with passion, beat fast with a fiendish urgency. The cello recedes and as the throbbing sound of pounding hearts grows stronger. To their rhythm, the boy begins to sway. He clasps his hands above his head, and turns, presenting his profile to the man's gaze. He lifts his leg, as if to offer his small form. From the man's penis tip hangs a strand of glassy liquid, where the camera lingers long, watching it grow and fall. The man stretches his arms inviting the boy to join him. The image dissolves to a split screen and shows the yawning pink lips of both gaping urethras. They pulse and finally erupt. Two separate ribbons of cum shoot into the air arching upwards, catching the light as the fly. A miracle has happened; the two simultaneously climax and eject torrents of white semen. On the big screen the beautiful and poignant ejaculations are repeated in slow motion. The room is filled with orgasmic moans, semen spurts, and its aroma fills the room. The two actors touch at last. First the man cleans the spattered body of the boy who then reciprocates. As they kiss, the spectators clap their hands still slick with sperm. The actors bow and throw a grateful gaze at their audience. Please, write me if you like this story, your comments encouraged me to continue writing. alfredo247@hotmail.com You can find more of my stories in: http://ww.nifty.org/nifty/frauthors.html