Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2005 13:18:41 -0800
From: Bob Hook <bobhook10@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Good Friends Boy (Part Two)

Maneuvering my way through the traffic, headed home, my mind was reeling
with multiple thoughts, ranging from incredible mental images of the tender
Jason as he stood before me, shorts lowered to his knees, while I "examined"
his luscious boy cock, and small, firm, balls for serious injury from the
errant baseball, to my acute awareness of his full lips brushing against my
cheek, and the real meaning of his words, "that felt really amazing!" My own
cock remained rock hard, pressed uncomfortably against the restricting
material of my shorts, and I reached down often, adjusting its position, and
stroking its hardness. Dare I even hope that there was meaning behind his
hastily spoken words, was there even a faint glimmer of hope that the boy
shared my prurient interests, and might actually be interested, willing,
even, to explore a notched up level of our relationship? Gawd, I thought, I
must be nuts......here I am, a 34 year old man, harboring fantasies that a
not-quiet-twelve year old boy, would have sexual interest in him! No way, I
decided, and further decided that I had damn well better cool it, lest my
perverted ardor cause me to say, or do, some dumb thing that would
jeopardize my current relationship with the boy, and more importantly,
create hostility in his father, the result of which could be highly
injurious to my personal future!

I arrived at home, garaged my car, and went inside, my feverish brain still
running full color images of that delicious boy package, my now throbbing
erection paying full attention, as I entered my bedroom, peeling out of my
clothes as I went, headed for a much needed shower.....maybe a COLD one, at
that! Naked, I followed my hard cock into the shower stall, and cranked up
the spray, adjusting it, and slowly started soaping my chest, while I
continue to dwell on the images of Jason. Moving lower, my soapy hand
gripped my aching tool, stroking its length in my slippery hand, and I
shuddered, leaning against the tile wall, a deep groan escaping my lips!
God, I thought, how badly I had wanted to just lean forward a little bit,
and capture that incredible looking boy cock in my hungry mouth, and to suck
it, all the while cradling those tender, hairless, balls in my fingers,
tugging and moving them gently, in the tight, wrinkled, bag! What would
Jason have done, I wondered, or said! How I wanted to play it my way, to
believe that the boy would have loved my doing just that, and I let myself
hear his melodic voice, emitting soft groans, as my warm mouth engulfed his
pulsing boyhood, his small fingers gripping tufts of my hair, as his cute
knees buckled slightly, from the myriad of new sensations coursing through
his young, virgin, body as I lovingly consumed his sweet cock!

It would have been quick, I decided, a young boy's first ever blow job, and
I pictured clearly his tight buns flexing, and relaxing, as he reflexively
humped his hips, pumping his drooling boy cock into my sucking mouth! My
taste buds actually ached, and my mouth filled with saliva, as I imagined
his boyish precum oozing into my mouth, signaling his readiness, the small
orbs in my fingers drawing inward to his hairless groin, as I savored his
nutty flavor, sweet, and creamy, pure boy candy to my tongue! I pictured
myself releasing his tight balls, and moving my arms around the boy, my
hands firmly gripping the twin melons of that incredible butt, squeezing the
firm flesh, and parting the globs, slightly, my finger invading the moist
crack, and lightly probing the tiny pucker within, as the boy reacts to my
touch at his most private place, and groans loudly, driving his rampant
young cock deeper into my sucking mouth! I sense his closeness, and increase
my sucking, my finger flicking across his tight hole, and he humps once
more, his fists now gripping my hair, and tugging, as he lets go, the tender
morsel jerking, and swelling, inside my drooling mouth, as the boys cock
erupts, pulsing several jets of his creamy juice over my tongue, gifting me
with his sweet, thick, essence, as I savor its incredible taste, and it's
silky texture, as I roll it in my mouth, then swallow, as the boy nectar
slide down my throat!

I returned suddenly to real time, and was shocked to realize I was, in fact,
cumming myself, my soapy hand literally flying over my raging hardon, my
ropes of cumm splattering the tile wall of my shower! I groaned, as the
intense orgasm shook me, and my wet back slid down the slick tile wall,
until I sat, the shower running over my shaking body, as I reveled in the
realness of it, my heart pounding, as my deflating cock oozed it's creamy
remnants onto my thigh! Holy shit, I thought, what was THAT! As I tried to
control my racing heart, and gasping breath, I realized that I was actually
working my tongue inside of my mouth, trying to recapture the mouthwatering
wonder of Jason's taste there, and slowly shook my head, coming down some,
managing to stand, turning the shower spray to full on cold, gasping at the
sudden chill, as it cleared my head, returning me to harsh reality!

On shaky legs, I got out of the shower, and toweled dry, still unable to
totally shake the vivid mental imagery of  Jason's beautiful cock and balls
from my perverted mind. Geeeeez, Dude, get a grip, I chided myself, and
slipped on a clean pair of shorts and a tee shirt, going to the phone, and
ordering pizza delivery, certain that I would be totally unable to focus my
demented mind on anything as complex as cooking, at the moment! I clicked on
the TV, and channel surfed, idly waiting for the Pizza, my mind still
buzzing with less than holy thoughts of the fair Jason. The door bell
interrupted my reverie, and I responded, opening the door to the Pizza
delivery boy, maybe 17, all smiles, and snug fitting Levis, causing still
more impure thoughts to flash through my sinister mind, as my eyes fixed
onto his bulging crotch, and I reflexively licked my lips! What the fuck, I
thought, am I going boy-cock crazy, or what? I paid the kid, tipping him in
a way that definitely caught his attention, and he flashed me a perfect,
white toothed, smile that caused my cock to jump under the shorts, as I
briefly contemplated asking him to return at the end of his shift! I
controlled myself, however, and he departed, my eyes staying glued to his
cute little butt until he climbed into his car, and drove off. I sighed, and
closed the door, taking the Pizza into the den.

I ate the Pizza, washing it all down with a couple of cold beers, and half
way watched an old movie on the tube. The other half of my attention was
still, guess what, filled with those seemingly endless images of Jason's
sweet dick, and balls, and I found my own cock once again stirring at the
thoughts! I cleaned up the mess, and decided to call it a night, even though
it was relatively early. I just couldn't seem to shut down that mental Jason
movie, and I decided to try sleeping it off. I went to the bedroom, skinned
off my meager clothing, and slid, naked, between the cool, crisp, sheets,
propping a pillow under my head.

As I lay there in the soft, semi-darkness, my hands roamed my body, fingers
lightly teasing my nipples to stiffness, my other hand slowly stroking my
erect cock, my brain replaying, yet again, the vivid image of Jason's
tempting boy parts. I jumped, startled, as the sudden ringing of the bedside
telephone interrupted my reverie, and I reached out to seize the offending
instrument, barking a fairly surly hello into the mouthpiece!
"Uh...Rob....Hi......it's.....uh.......me.....Jason!" My heart did a small
flip, matched by the sudden jerking of my hard cock, and I felt a warm blush
crawl over my cheeks, much as if I'd been caught red handed, stroking my
cock to salacious thoughts of the not-quiet-twelve year old boy who's tender
voice I now heard speaking into my ear! As the slight feeling of guilt swept
over me, I released my pulsing dick, and replied, "Hey.....Jase....what's
up, Buddy?" He giggled sweetly, and answered softly,
"Uh...well....actually......it was ME.... pretty much up.......before....at
the church bathroom....I mean...!" The picture of his earlier erection
popped instantly into my head, and I laughed, saying, "Uh Huh......that's
very true, Hot Stuff......and......very nicely UP, too.....I might add!" He
giggled some more, and the picture of his throbbing, young, cock stayed very
focused in my head, as I heard the boy say, "Really......ya think...?" My
turn to giggle, as I found myself rapidly nodding my head, as I answered,
"Oh Yea....I most definitely DO think!"

"Awesome!" Came the boyish reply, "I...uh...liked it, actually.....even if
it was....like...super embarrassing!" and he giggled, sweetly, again.
Chuckling, I told him, "No way, Dude.....I told ya before......you SO don't
have anything to be embarrassed about....in that department......truth
is.....I haven't been able to STOP seeing you....like that....all night!"
And I blushed, furiously, holding my breath, hoping I hadn't gone too far
with the boy! There was a pause, then, the soft giggle, followed by, "No
way....really...?" I let out my breath, and smiled, answering softly,
"YES.....way..!" Quiet again for bit, then, "Hey.....it's Saturday,
tomorrow.......ya wanna buy me breakfast...?" I grinned big enough to
partially light the dark room, nodded my head again, and said, "Champ, I
would SO love to buy you breakfast....absolutely yes....OK with your
folks...?" Jason replied, "For sure not a problem....they have to go to some
Golf thingy early.....they said at like 7:00.....and for like.....all day!"
I felt my heart racing inside my chest, and my hand unconsciously wrapped
around my raging hard on, as I answered, "Cool, then....I'll pick you
up....what time, Jase?" His answer came over the line as music to my ears,
my hand still stroking my cock, as I pictured Jason's luscious tool, as he
replied, "8:00 o'clock....I'll be all ready for ya!" I groaned softly at
that, and mumbled, " I SO wish!" He giggled, and said, "OK, Rob.....I better
get off now, I guess...." Releasing my drooling cock, my hand dropped down
to cup, and gently squeeze my aching nuts, as I asked him, "OK,
Champ....uh....how's your....uh....injury...doing..?" He giggled at that,
and said, "Ok, pretty much....but...maybe...ya oughta check me....again...!"
My cock jumped, totally of its own volition, and I'm sure I groaned, again.
As I said, weakly, "8:00 o'clock, Hot stuff...see ya then!" He made a
strange sound into the phone, an air kiss, maybe, and said, "K....nite,
Uncle Rob!" I chuckled, and answered, "Good night, Champ....sleep fast!" And
he was gone, as I gave up all pretense of the innocence of THAT call, and
promptly coaxed my throbbing cock through my second, searing, orgasm of the
evening, shooting yet another record shattering load of thick cum, liberally
coating my torso with the goo, as I let my mind play the full , and unedited
version of it's Jason video! I cleaned up, and drifted into a restless
sleep, anxiously awaiting the dawn, and the prospects of my day, with the
delectable, young, Jason!

(To Be Continued)
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