Date: Mon, 1 Aug 2005 14:19:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Picture This (8)

Sweet Ricky posed, and preened, for the camera, flawlessly executing a
myriad of sexy positions, while I snapped away, no doubt instigating a case
of early arthritis for my index finger! The bright Yellow Speedo clung to
his small bulge like skin, and I could clearly see his small complaint
about the tightness, as the skin-tight material clung to his grape sized
balls. He had paced quickly through his routine, and was now reclined
sexily on the large, square coffee table that fronts my sofa. His elbows
were propped behind him, and he leaned his weight back on them, his head
cocked to one side, as he gave me the heart stopping smile. The snow white
of his perfect, small teeth gleamed, and contrasted deliciously with his
golden tan, and I zoomed in on his tiny nipples, erect and pointed,
snapping several quick shots.

I drifted the lens lower, and zoomed on the bulge of his hard four inches,
perfectly defined by the clingy cloth of the Speedo, as it tried to tent
the stretched material. His balls were trapped tightly, and pushed a bit
forward between his creamy thighs, and I captured several exposures of this
delectable sight, as well! "Beautiful, Ricky!" I chirped, and he grinned,
and lifted one leg, the knee bent, and his small foot coming to rest on the
table top. His hand snaked down, and jabbed at his trapped balls, trying to
adjust their position, but the tightness of the Speedo wouldn't allow much
in the way of relief for the poor tyke, so he gave it up. "Pull the other
leg up, too, Ricky, and sort of roll way back, you know....uh...sort of let
me see your cute little butt in the Speedo!" He giggled, and his cheeks
pinked up a tad, but he did it, and I gasped, my camera hand shaking, as
the zoom focused the small bubble of flesh that was his perfect butt. The
Speedo clung equally as snug to his backside as it did to the front, and
the material was wedged into his cleft, deliciously presenting each small
globe to my rapidly operating shutter! God, I thought, to have him just
this way...only gloriously naked...open, and exposed....God, have mercy!

He dropped his legs then, and grinned at me wickedly, giggling softly. He
quickly flipped over, onto his tummy, and spread his smooth legs. The twin
melons rose above the flatness of his back, and he wiggled it slightly for
me, causing my hard cock to lurch inside my shorts. He looked back over his
shoulder, smiled sweetly, and said, "so which do you think is my best side,
Sam...front, or back?" I chuckled, and replied, "Both, actually, you sexy
boy.....when everything is perfect, you can't expect me to choose!" He
giggled some more, and muttered, "Oh Sam...perfect...jeez!" A few more
shots, and I began to think of things even more yummy than taking his
picture, and called a break. He relaxed, and sat up, his hand once again
tugging at the super-tight Speedo. "I'm sorry those are so uncomfortable
for you, Sexy-boy...but man, do they look great in the pictures...you're
beautiful...and so very sexy, in them!" he grinned, and blushed some more,
then stood, and walked over to where I had sat down on a side chair. I
drank in the breathtaking texture of his bare chest, and soft little tummy,
then, rested my eyes on his bulging crotch, my tongue involuntarily licking
over my lips. He was clearly erect inside the micro suit, and I swear I
could actually is see his boyhood pulsing with his heart rate, and I again
licked my lips. He giggled, and brought a hand to his crotch, gently
fingering the pouched area of his trapped balls, and squeaked, "Yea,
huh....but...all this tight pretty much got my balls numb...and you,
promised to make it better, right?" I felt my hard cock get harder yet, and
nodded meekly, saying, "Uh, right....I did say that...so,
uh...well....should I, then?" He grinned his wicked little grin, and nodded
his head, the soft blond locks grazing his pretty face, and chirped, "Uh
huh...you should!"

My heart hammering madly in my chest, I slowly reached out my hand, and
gently cupped his bulging balls, getting practically no movement at all
from the trapped little orbs. "Oh my....these really are a tight fit...more
than it looks, actually...we better get these off of you, don't you think?"
I looked up into the shining pools of his eyes, and watched the pink glow
crawl over his smooth cheeks, as he nodded his head again, and croaked, "Uh
huh.....for sure...I DO think...!" Moving my slightly shaking hands to the
waist band of the Speedo, I gripped it, pulling the elastic material
outward, then, down, clearing his captured boy parts. His rock hard four
inches sprung free, and slapped against his abdomen, and his small little
nuts separated gratefully to each side, and I gasped at their beauty, and
sniffed deeply of the mouth watering boy scents that escaped the trap of
the suit. Ricky exhaled deeply, and I slid the tiny garment down his legs,
lifting each small foot to remove it, and tossed it aside.

I sat back a little, and let my gaze drift over his naked perfection,
moving slowly from head to toe, then, settled onto his proud boy parts, a
deep sigh escaping my heaving chest. He shifted a bit, and I glanced
upward, seeing him lift both arms over his head, where he clasped his hands
on top of his blond mane, adding to his naked splendor by fully exposing
his creamy, totally hairless, under arms to my hungry gaze! He sucked in a
breath, and grinned, a soft blush painting his cheeks, and squeaked, "Do
you like me, Sam?" Speechless with wonder, I simply looked his naked frame
over again, and croaked, "Oh Ricky...oh baby...oh...God...YES....you're
just...perfect...!" He blushed a deeper shade, and grinned, saying, "Uh
uh...can't be perfect...my balls are numb...remember...?" And he flexed his
slim hips slightly, causing his equipment to jiggle slightly about a foot
in front of my face! My heart raced, and I felt my cock ooze a dribble of
precum as I slowly extended my hand, and gently cupped the grape sized
nuggets. "Well....that's not a good thing at all...but....as promised...old
Sam knows just how to fix that for you, Ricky-boy...OK?" He giggled softly,
and answered, "You have to, actually...it was a promise...!"

I turned my full attention to the task at hand, so to speak, and gently
massaged his tight little sac, my other hand moving, and my fingers
wrapping around his turgid little stalk! He rolled his head back, and let
out a long groan, mumbling, " Ahhh, Sam...that feels....so
freeking....awesome...!" I toyed with his sore little nuts gently, and
began a slow stroking on his satiny boy tool, and he rocked slowly on his
heels, thrusting his stiff nail through my clenched fingers. "I
mean...really....really...good...!" He squeaked, and I stayed silent, my
senses soaring with the eclectic feel of him in my hands. He continued his
soft chants of pleasure, and I passed the flat of my thumb back and forth
across his shiny cock head, eliciting even deeper moans of approval from
his still slightly hi-pitched voice. "Still good, Ricky...is Little Ricky
liking this Ok...?" I asked, quietly. His head nodded rapidly in the
affirm, and his smooth legs separated a bit wider. "Well, Buddy," I cooed,
"If Little Ricky is liking this....then....he's going to LOVE this...!" And
I leaned down, and quietly engulfed his entire four inches of to-die-for
sweet boy meat in my mouth!

He lurched, and rolled up on his tiptoes, his hands dropping to dig into my
hair, and yelped loudly, "OHhhhhh....jeeez......SAM...!" I slurped the
tasty morsel, my taste buds exploding, saliva flooding into my mouth, as I
sucked him, my hand still gently fondling his tender ball sac, moving each
small orb with my fingers. He grunted, and humped his hips at my face, and
I released his balls, slipping my arms around him, my palms grasping the
firm globes of his beautiful butt. I worked my lips back and forth over his
length, stabbing my tongue tip into his tiny slit, then, swallowing him to
the very root once again, my finger dipping into his snug little cleft, and
grazing across his tiny pucker. He grunted loudly, and tugged hard on my
hair, then mumbled, "Sam...of jeez....SAM....!" I felt his stalk thicken,
then jerk strongly, and I quickly moved one hand to grip his tight ball
sac, tugging gently downward, as his boy cock erupted into fast spasms,
jetting his small offering across my tongue in two or three small bursts!

I savored the slightly acrid flavor of his boy honey, then, let it slide
down my throat, still gently suckling his shrinking member, until the
sensitivity made him back away, the small, now very flaccid penis slipping
from my hungry lips. I sat up straight, and slipped my hands into his satin
smooth underarms, and lifted the panting boy onto my lap, holding him
snugly. He mewed softly for a while, a soft tremor still working through
his slim, soft, body, his soft, blond hair nuzzled against my chest. We
were still for a bit, then, I gently kissed the top of his head, my
nostrils filling with the sweet scent of his hair, and asked, "Feel better
now, Ricky....you....and Little Ricky...?" His fine hair tickled my chest
slightly, as he nodded his head, and squeaked, "Big time better...me...
Little Ricky....and...jeez....my sore balls, too...!" I chuckled, kissed
his fragrant hair again, and replied, "Good...and I'm sorry I bought sizes
that are so small for you..." He giggled sweetly, lifted his head to look
at me, and said, "Naa....you got, like, lots more stuff that size for me to
wear....right, Sam...I hope...!"

(To Be Continued)
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