Date: Mon, 1 Feb 2010 14:42:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mutual Attraction (2)

Mutual Attraction
By
Storyguy22
(2)

   As the day faded, Eric was forced to abandon his quest to see the man of
his growing attraction. He had made more loops of the block that took him
repeatedly past Rob's house then he could remember, and not once had he
appeared outside even though Eric was sure he had to be home given that the
garage door had remained open all afternoon, with Rob's car sitting parked
inside. As he steered his bike toward home, Eric felt both disappointed and
frustrated. He was also somewhat mad at himself for not managing the
courage to just ride down Rob's driveway, and ring the doorbell. Steering
with one hand on the handlebars, he reached with the other to grope his
erect penis, and a shudder passed through him as he imagined that it was
the handsome friend of his father touching him there. Reaching home, he put
his bike inside the garage, and then walked around the back yard until he
managed to think of enough math equations to shrink his boyhood to a normal
state before he went inside to mingle with his family over dinner.

   Standing concealed behind the drapery, Rob stealthily watched the
stunning teen circle the block repeatedly, his sweet face peering in the
direction of his house on each lap, and Rob struggled with the strong
temptation to go outside and wait for the boy to return so that he might
lure the little beauty to his yard, and ultimately inside the house where
he was sure he would find little, if any, resistance to any of the sexual
advances he longed to perpetrate on the young beauty. As he held his
position watching the boy finally give up his quest and turned for home, he
sighed, and moved off to the kitchen where he mixed himself a cocktail, his
thoughts filled with images of the things he longed to explore with this
young hottie. Moving to his favorite easy chair, he settled in sipped the
cold drink, idly fondling his thickening cock, wishing mightily that he was
instead fondling Eric's young erection and tender balls.

   Having endured the family dinner and the following gathering in the
family room to watch some television, Eric had finally escaped to the
privacy of his upstairs bedroom and bath, and as soon as he had closed the
bedroom door, he began stripping off his clothes until he stood wearing
only his small white briefs. As he removed his clothing he let himself
imagine that it was the handsome Rob undressing him, slowly revealing his
slender and silky smooth young body. He imagined Rob's large hands lifting
his tee shirt over his head, and then dropping it to the floor as his hands
moved to Eric's tanned and hairless chest and shoulders where they explored
his silky skin with those thick fingers. He shivered, his vivid imagination
causing his nerve endings to tingle as he clearly sensed the strong fingers
gliding over his soft skin. He shuddered again as his mind pictured Rob's
fingers teasing at his small pink nipples, the tips of his fingers gently
pinching the small nubs until they went stiff, the tiny eraser-like tips
swelling against the work roughened man sized palms that caressed him.

   Leaning back against the wall of his room, Eric lifted his arms above
his head, and he closed his eyes and sighed deeply as he imagined Rob's
fingers exploring his creamy smooth underarms, the sensitive skin there
causing Eric to emit a soft giggle of ticklishness. In his feverish mind,
Eric clearly imagined Rob's fingers trailing down his ribs, and then across
his soft flat stomach, the fingers moving side to side just above the
elastic band of his small briefs. A finger dipped suddenly into the tiny
cave of his navel, and the sensation was so real that Eric moaned softly
and shuddered again, a strong pulsing sensation making his rock hard boy
cock dance behind the snug briefs.

   As the maddening fingers moved briefly over his aching boyhood Eric
gasped out loud, and then groaned his frustration when the hands moved
lower to gently stroke his firm and hairless upper thighs, finally moving
lower, only to slide back up until the fingers contacted the leg openings
of his briefs. His young cock throbbed, and his small balls tingled beyond
anything the boy had ever even imagined, and after what seemed an
interminable period of time during which the man's hands and fingers
seemingly touched him everywhere except where he longed to be touched, one
large hand finally moved to grasp his young treasures, the width of it
easily allowing the man to grip both his rigid young cock and his swollen
pouch at once. Eric groaned as the hand added pressure to his treasures,
the palm gripping his throbbing shaft as the fingers poked at his young
balls. He felt the other hand slide around his narrow waist, and he groaned
again as the wide hand wandered over the firm mounds of his tiny little
butt, and then slid under the thin cotton of his briefs to grip the smooth
bare pillows of his ass, a wide finger dipping into his warm crease as the
maddening squeezing of his aching penis and balls continued.

   Eric felt a thin sheen of sweat break out on his upper lip, and he felt
his young balls reach a boil as the imaginary Rob continued his expert and
endless fondling of the boy, and as a low groan of pleasure escaped his
gaping mouth, he rocked up onto his tiptoes, feeling his boyhood spasm, as
he eject multiple streamers of his creamy young essence into his
briefs. Panting, Eric sank to the floor, his back sliding down the wall
behind him, and as he settled into a heap of sweating, panting arms and
legs, he sucked in deep gulps of air as his heart hammered in his
chest. Reality returned, and he pulled at the front of his soaked briefs, a
smile crossing his cute face as he surveyed the absolute mess he had made
in his briefs, the gobs of young semen appearing to be double his normal
discharge. The slightly acrid scent of the stuff filled his senses, and on
impulse he slid a hand into the mess, his slender fingers scooping up the
still warm fluid. Lifting his hand to his face, he slid one finger after
the other into his mouth and sucked it clean, the tart flavor of his boy
nectar tantalizing his taste buds as he closed his eyes, and once more
imagined the slippery fluid was Rob's man-cream.

   The intense orgasm, and its afterglow, served to bring Eric back to the
real world, and he slowly got up, his legs a bit shaky still, and made his
way to his bathroom where he took a long, slow shower as he returned his
thoughts to how he might soon find some way to bring his stunning imagined
event to reality. He wanted badly to experience for real the amazing
sensations he had just imagined so vividly, and he wanted Rob to touch him
in every way possible between man and boy, and he wanted to touch Rob in
every way too. Somehow, someway, he just had to make it happen, and soon!

  That sweaty upper lip thing seemed to be going around, and Rob felt it
coating his upper lip as he fisted his thick erection, his gym shorts and
briefs bunched at his knees. His eyes were clamped tightly as his
imagination played out a vivid mental video of him undressing the compliant
young Eric, slowly revealing the boy's smooth and slender young body to his
hungry gaze, and touch. He clearly imagined the silky smooth feel of the
soft skin of his shoulders, and chest, and the stiff little points of the
boy's nipples under his touches. He could almost feel the softness of his
flat little tummy, and the thrill of dipping a finger into his tight little
navel. He grunted, his mind picturing the young beauty as he slowly slid
his shorts down his smooth and colt-like legs, his rigid young erection
poking obscenely at his small briefs. He held that vision in his mind
briefly, and then groaned as he imagined reaching out to grasp the boy's
treasures, the amazing hardness of its youth hot against his palm while his
fingers probed the tender young nuggets below. He imagined himself
squeezing and stroking the impressive girth of the young cock, and he
mentally used his free hand to reach around the slim waif to dip it into
his briefs in back to explore that delicious little ass, and the warm
crease that divided the perfect globes. He groaned again, his balls turning
over as his orgasm started deep inside, and he clearly imagined the young
cock swelling in his grip as the boy shuddered and spasemed as his creamy
offering spurted repeatedly into his tiny briefs. Rob felt his own cock
buck then, and as he let out an animal-like groan his copious load jetted
all over his abdomen and groin.

   Spent, Rob sagged back into his chair, his breath ragged and shallow as
he same down from the intensity of his strong orgasm. Recovering his normal
heart rate and breathing, he got up to go and clean up his mess. As he
stood in the bathroom swabbing a wash cloth over his semen soaked lap, he
made a vow to himself to find some way to bring his wanton fantasies about
this stunning boy Eric to reality, and hopefully sooner rather than later,
and, on repeated occasions. While he still didn't totally understand his
complete lust for this young boy, he accepted it for what it was, and set
his mind to making it happen.

   Right after breakfast the following morning Eric hurried out to the
garage to retrieve his bike, his plan clear in his mind to make this the
day that he and Rob connected. This time, he told himself, if I don't see
him outside after a couple of passes, I'm going up to the house, and ring
the bell. I'll think of some excuse for needing to see him, even if I have
to just flat out tell him I want to get naked with him...NOT! Wishing that
he actually had that kind of courage, Eric accepted the next best thing
when he had chosen his wardrobe for the days effort of seducing Rob,
starting out with another long shower despite the fact he had done that
just before bed last night. He paid particular attention to his boy parts,
even carefully soaping his snug little butt crack. Then he had brushed his
teeth and used a mouth rinse so that his breath was squeaky fresh. As an
afterthought, he had snuck into his Dad's bath and splashed some of the
super good smelling cologne he used after shaving. Eric had giggled as he
slapped gently at his smooth cheeks with the scent on his palms, knowing
full well that it would be a long time before his creamy cheeks would be
anywhere near a razor. Back in his bedroom, he had carefully selected a
pair of briefs from his large collection, choosing a soft yellow shade of
satiny low-rise style that were cut high on his hips. The soft and
silky-like material caused the small pouch at the front to cling saucily to
his penis and balls, and the rear fit his bubble butt like skin, the
translucent color making his crease obvious. And better yet, he decided as
he surveyed his package in the mirror, they don't have that Y-front thingy
so they even look a little like panties instead of briefs. It occurred to
Eric that should he just go by Rob's dressed this way he would surely get
his wish with the handsome man, and he giggled at the idea of circling the
neighborhood wearing only the hot little panty.

   Deciding that trying to explain to his Dad just what he was doing
outside dressed like that, he dug through his collection of shorts and tee
shirts in search of just the right look. He selected a white tank-top, one
that had the thin shoulder straps that maximized the exposure of his
shoulders and upper arms, and even let his chest come onto view if he moved
just right. Plus, during the killer hot days of the previous summer he had
used scissors to hack off the lower half of the shirt to that his soft
little tummy was on full view. He shrugged into the shirt, and posed in
front of the mirror once more, a wicked grin crossing his sweet face as he
again mentally dared himself to go to Rob's wearing just the panty, and
this sexy half-top. Returning to his dresser, he pondered the selection of
shorts, his mind debating whether to wear a pair that fit snug and tight
over his boy stuff, or a more baggy style that allowed for peeking up the
wide leg when he was in the right position. Given that tempting Rob beyond
resistance was the goal of the day, he picked his smallest pair, and pulled
them on. Moving back to the mirror, he pondered his reflection for a
moment, his gaze moving from the wide expanse of tanned and creamy tummy
exposed below the cutoff shirt to the tempting bulges at the front of the
shorts, and he smiled, thinking that if this getup didn't reach Rob, he
might well be barking up the wrong tree altogether. Satisfied, he went to
his closet and got his low cut tennis shoes which he pulled on over white
half socks, and then headed out; his mind made up that today was going to
be THE day!

   Rob rinsed out his coffee cup, and then put it in the dishwasher. Since
awakening this morning he had thought of nothing but Eric, and as a result
he had spent the bulk of the morning hard, and throbbing. He had decided
that his growing desire for Eric was simply too strong to be ignored, and
damn the possible consequences, he was going for it. No more hiding behind
the curtains watching the little sweetie pedal past the house over and
over, and no more avoiding going out front where he can see me, and find an
excuse to stop by. Nope, not today, he had told himself firmly, today I go
out of my way to entice him to stop by, and then we will see. If nothing
else, he had told himself further, I will get close to the little charmer,
and bask in that amazing boy-scent and the heart stopping views that come
with perving his lithe young body and enticing bulges. If it goes no
further then that it's still a plus, and denying myself that opportunity is
just stupid. It's not as if I planned to rape the little guy, but hey, if
he turns out willing, then he is highly likely to have a little problem
ridding that bike home this afternoon. Oh God, I SO hope!

(End Part 2)
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