Date: Thu, 26 Aug 2010 14:13:40 -0700 (PDT) From: Rob Hoek Subject: A mutual desire (4) Mutual Desire By Storyguy22 (4) I walked over to my bed, and deposited Chris there, and he settled right in, lying flat on his back as he stretched his lean naked body like a cat waking from a nap. He extended his arms above his head, clasping his hands as he arched his back and stretched, and my knees felt rubbery as I stood there all but drooling over his incredible beauty. The creamy smoothness of his still hairless underarms drew me like a magnet, and leaned down and licked him there as he squirmed and giggled, yelping that I was tickling him. The taste was absolutely amazing, so fresh and boyish, and I detected a lingering scent of soap and perhaps some mild deodorant, and I savored the heady mixture as I licked the creamy softness repeatedly before moving on to capture his dark little nipple in my hungry mouth. He stopped his squirming then, and he heaved a deep sigh of pleasure as I moved my lips between his perky nubbins, and when I let my hand roam down to his boyhood I found it totally hard once more, in that rigid hardness so very unique to young boys. I stroked his narrow boyhood and teased at the perfect knob-like head of it as I continued lapping his nipples, and he shuddered strongly beneath me, and uttered, "Golly, Rob...you make me feel really amazing...I love this, you touching me and licking me...it's all so awesome!" I trailed my tongue along his flat torso, leaving his smooth skin wet with my saliva, and when I reached his soft thatch of sparse pubes, I lifted his rigid erection off his tummy, and ran my tongue up the underside of it until I slurped the whole of it into my mouth, once more sucking him. I tongue washed the satiny knob a bit, and then moved down to lick his plump scrotum, gently taking each of his egg shaped nuggets into my mouth to suck as he moaned in pleasure. God, there simply is no greater flavor on earth than pure boy, and I wanted all of this to go on forever! Lost as I was in my wondrous task, I at first didn't notice that Chris was kind of tugging at me with his hands as I relished his tasty young balls, and he finally broke through my reverie when he said, echoing my own thoughts, "Oh my God, Rob...oh wow, that's so good...I don't ever want to have to go back home, now that I found you...and...this!" Amen to that, Beauty, amen to that, I thought as I cupped his silky smooth pouch in my hand and moved it aside so that I could lick that special spot just behind his balls, my tongue dancing over the little seam of tender skin there. He groaned, and kind of lifted his legs, bending his knees in a way that offered up his tiny pink pucker as his firm little cheeks parted slightly, and I quickly seized the opportunity, dipping my tongue into his warm crease as I stabbed it at his tight little oval. "Oh Jeez...oh man...that's my...asshole...Rob...holy socks, Dude...you even lick me...there...?...oh wow!" he chirped as I licked all over his secret opening, the fresh flavor and scent of him making me dizzy with lust. He was thrashing all over, and I could hear his ragged breathing as I lapped at him, and I was tempted to just roll him over and really go for it, but I didn't want to overload the boy just yet, and due to the somewhat awkward position I was in, my jaw was beginning to throb, so I reluctantly pulled back, and sat back on my haunches on the floor to look at him. His sweet face was flushed a serious pink shade, and his tongue hung out of his lush mouth, and he looked a bit dazed by it all as he batted his long eyelashes at me. I grinned, and winked at him, then made a big show of smacking my lips, savoring the sweetness of his treasure, and he giggled softly, and said, "You are really something, you know that...?...really something else, what you do to me...man...who even knew about all this stuff...jeez!" I grinned again, and reached for his pulsing boyhood, but he grabbed my hand and shook his head as he told me, "Wait, Dude...I thought it was gonna be my turn...?...can you, like, stand up for me, Rob...?" Curious as to what he was thinking, I got to my feet beside the bed, my aching erection poking my shorts out severally, and I saw Chris's eyes widen as he looked at it, his pink little tongue snaking across his lush lips. He scooted closer, and then sat up, his shapely legs dangling over the edge of the bed as he reached out to grasp my rigid cock with his small hand. I groaned, a multitude of sensations flooding over me as the boy gripped my erection and moved his hand up and down its length, and he mumbled softly, "Oh gosh, Rob...it's so big...and hard...oh man...get naked, Rob...hurry...I want to do stuff to you!" Can you even imagine how stunning it is to hear a beautiful, sexy, and naked and excited thirteen year old boy speak those words to you as his delicate fist moves up and down your throbbing cock...?...well, let me tell you, it is a life-altering experience indeed. Without a second of hesitation, I peeled off my clothing, and stood naked and erect in front of the boy, my heart a trip-hammer in my chest as I waited for his move. When his small hand reached for my rigid cock once more, I was drawn to the sight like a moth to a flame, and as soon as his soft touch was on me, I shuddered, my knees nearly buckling as I stood before the seated boy. I found myself not even breathing as he stroked me several times, his sweet young face an expression of some wonder and curiosity, and when his other hand went to capture my hanging balls, I was unable to stifle my deep groan of pleasure. He glanced up at me, his doe-like eyes shining with excitement, and when his head began moving forward, I actually sucked in my gut, the anticipation of his intention nearly freaking me out as I stood there shaking like a dog passing a peach seed. His soft, lush mouth came close enough to my pulsing erection for me to feel his warm breath, and I watched as those full, soft lips parted, and his sweet little mouth went wide, and then I felt the world spin as he slowly took my thick cock into that lovely warm mouth, his small hand still tenderly handling my aching balls. The sensation of his warm, wet mouth capturing my cock was stunning, and as he began bobbing his head I fought the sudden and violent compulsion to blow my load then and there. I gritted my teeth, and tried not to completely focus on the breathtaking sight of the little beauty slurping over my meat, and I heard him gag once or twice when he overdid the depth thing, but in seconds he had it all figured out, his magic little mouth deftly sucking me as his hand tenderly explored my nuts, and I was in heaven, or at least as close to it as I had ever been in my life. Now, it may be that I had had more experienced blow jobs in my life, but I really can't recall ever having a more enthusiastic one than the one young Chris was currently administering, and in mere minutes I knew this was not going to break any records for longevity, the sheer excitement of the whole event being simply too much for me to control. Already I was feeling the familiar burning behind my balls, that sweet and sensuous feeling that signifies the rapid approach of imminent orgasm, and my hips had begun an involuntary back and forth humping that met the rhythm of the boy's bobbing head. I closed my eyes and went with it all, savoring every little nuance of my climb to eruption, and when the final threshold was crossed and I knew my balls were boiling over, I grunted a warning to Chris, unsure that he was actually ready for me to flood his sweet mouth with cum, but he never broke stride, that soft, warm mouth steadily gliding over my oozing manhood until I felt my cock throb strongly, and erupt, globs of my ejaculate spurting into this mouth in an orgasm that nearly dropped me to my knees with pleasure overload. I must have unloaded four or five sizzling offerings of erupting cum, and I could hardly fault the little trooper when after the first three he found it necessary to pull off me and take the final two or three ropes of my thick cream all over that sweet, young face. In fact, as incredible as he looked painted in my white slime, I might well have preferred it that way. As my shattering orgasm abated, I stood there trembling and gazed at the little beauty, my own face seemingly frozen in a stunned grin. He looked up at me, his throat flexing as he gamely swallowed the torrent of my cum that had flooded his mouth, and his sweet face broke into a wide grin, one hand reflexively moving to touch the thick streamers of cum that had painted his face as he asked sweetly, "Did I do good, Rob...?...I mean, wow, you cummed, like, gallons I know, so it was okay, I guess...man, that was so hot to do...really...it was, like, awesome!" I grinned at him, the sight of his proud and painted face not one I would forget anytime soon, and I nodded my head as I replied, "Baby, trust me when I tell you that that was the best sucking of my life...it was totally great, and so are you!" He giggled, and unselfconsciously pulled up a corner of my bedspread to wipe the cum trails from his face as he said, "Really...?...wow...that's great, Rob...and your stuff actually tastes good, too...I just don't think I was all the way ready for so much, is all...it surprised me some...just like it did when you licked my...butt hole!" I settled onto the bed beside him, and rolled onto my back as I pulled him along so that he ended up lying on top of me. I ran my hands down his smooth back and cupped the small mounds of his little butt, and dipped a finger into his crease to probe his little treasure as I told him, "I like to think of this spot as your true treasure, Baby, and I love the taste of you everywhere...everything that we might do is aimed at pleasure, and good feelings, so anytime you think you might like to explore this treasure further, just say the word." He giggled, wiggling that sweet little butt as I probed his little wrinkle, and he uttered breathlessly, "Okay then..."THE WORD!" (Story Continues) Storyguy22@yahoo.com