Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2005 17:54:08 -0600 From: Carl Tobie Subject: Sneak Fuck I have a gorgeous naked man in the shower, me a born cocksucker. It's in my nature. Jack has lost himself in the ecstasy of my young mouth expressing its desire and passion for the older man's cock. I move from a squat to kneeling in front of Jack. He keeps a grasp on the shower head to support himself, his other hand rubbing the back of my head affectionately. I want to feel the thickness of his cock. I move my hand to the base, to the veined base of his fat fucking cock. With this added pressure he moans audibly, and I swear the output of precum like doubles. His hand moves from the back of my head to my hand, on his cock. He moves my hand closer to the head, so that I am stroking his cock while I suck him. I am pulling the foreskin back and forth across his cockhead as I suck on his swollen shaft. This continues for only a moment, before I feel his cock swell, feel his hands grab onto my hair, hear him draw in a deep breath. He rises on his toes slightly, makes a sound almost like he's crying. Then he floods my mouth with his semen, his hot funky spunk, down my throat, into my belly. I swallow instinctively but pull away as a secondary reflex. His cum is on my lips on my cheek, still spurting on my smooth chest. My hand retains its motion, though, milking the rest of the juice from this amazing tool that points at the mouth it had just used to get off. "Oh, fuck," Jack says, his body still convulsing. "Oh fuck. Amazing. OH FUCK! And you're only sixteen!" I stare up at him. He gazes at me in horror, stupefied. He turns to step out of the shower, but is paralyzed by pain. We are both aware that for the next two days it is just him and me, alone in the house, with this rapidly strengthening current of lust running between us. I swallow the remainder of his spunk and rise to meet his gaze and realize that I am taller than he is. I help him out of the shower, towel him off, then take a few minutes assisting him to my mom's bed. My dick remains hard. He has me help him lie on his stomach on the bed, to take pressure off his muscle spasmed back. I pull just the sheet up over him. I go to the kitchen, my erection leading the way, and pop open a beer. I sit on the kitchen chair with my right elbow on the table, sipping the brew, while my left hand fondles my dick, keeping it hard. "God, I'd like to screw him in the ass," I think to myself. "He's all clean. I could rim him for a few minutes working a lot of spit in there, and then, if he's asleep, sneak my raging boner into his hot hole." I carry my beer back upstairs and into the bedroom. There he is, snoring gently. I peel the sheet off him, get up on the bed behind him, spread his cheeks and go to town lapping his crack and around his rectal portal. Having worked up a mouthful of saliva, I tongue it into his hole and feed the slippery spit into his anus. Then I move my body up over him and very gently press the head of my dick against the opening of his love canal. Hearing no change in his snoring, I push harder and my glans slips through into his hot mucous membranes. My body shaking with lust and desire, I sink my shaft in slowly as far as I can. His hot chute feels so goddam sexy gripping my rod like a suede glove. I start gentle pelvic movements, trying not to wake him. I hump just enough to keep my desire to fuck on fire and my dick hard. I want to stimulate myself to a dribbling ejaculation without losing control and pounding his ass awake. After five minutes of gentle thrusting I am right on the edge. I tense my thigh muscles and feel my orgasm as the spunk oozes out of my dick into his inner recesses. Success! He's still snoring. I smile thinking that since I had used only spit, tomorrow when he wakes up there will be no grease in his ass to give me away and he won't know he is full of my seed. The next morning I hear a shout from the bathroom, "Hey, did you come in me last night? There's spooge dripping out of my ass. You should have woken me up so that I could have enjoyed being fucked!"