Date: Sun, 9 Jan 2011 04:40:28 -0800 (PST) From: Tim Smith Subject: The Hung Nerd Chapter 8 Your comments are highly encouraged and appreciated. THE HUNG NERD - Chapter 8 I cleaned us both up with the towel and together we laid naked on the bed. Ben snuggled with me and I hugged and rubbed him for at least 20 minutes while we came down from our orgasms. Finally, my cock deflated to its flaccid size. "It's even big when you don't have a boner," Ben said as he lifted it and let it plop back down. He did that a few times, weighing it with his small hands. "It's so heavy! How do you walk around with this thing?" "You get used to it," I replied. "I don't think I'd ever get used to it. Every time I see it, I can't believe how big it is! Hold on a sec. Don't move," Ben instructed as he rose from the bed and jogged into the front of the RV, his cute ass jiggling as he went. He came back holding his phone and I panicked thinking his father was on his way back. Ben calmed me down and said he just wanted to take a picture of my cock. I knew it was wrong, but at that moment, I didn't care. I just laid there and let him snap away. "Not my face," I warned him. "Okay. Make it hard again," Ben instructed. "You do it," I instructed back. Ben didn't hesitate in handling my cock and stroking it. He had his phone aimed at it the whole time and it took me a few seconds to realize he was videoing his stroking. I didn't dare speak my opposition because my voice would be recognizable on the video. Thanks to my Cialis, I was once again puffed out to full girth and Ben stopped stroking and got some close up shots of my cock. He made a few adjustments to the camera and I heard a few beeps indicating he was back in photo mode. "Okay – that's enough Ben. How many do you need anyway?" I asked. "I dunno – a lot. Kurt won't believe me unless I have proof," he said. "Whoa – wait a minute! You can't show these pics to anyone! In fact, if your dad finds them, he'll recognize the bedspread! Dude – I can get thrown in jail for what we did!" I said in panic mode. "Chillax Ryan! I'm only going to show them to Kurt. He's not going to say anything, I promise. Besides, once you and his dad start going out, it won't matter. You'll be part of our naked club and he'll see it for real. And as far as my dad – he has no clue where I hide my porn on my computer. You'd be proud of me and my encryption," Ben explained. "Naked club? Really? Why are you so convinced that I'll be dating Kurt's dad?" I asked. "So you can see me naked again. And Kurt too. And of course his dad. Date one guy and get naked with three! It's a package deal," Ben said. Again, he was talking beyond his years. But he was right. Ben walked away to the kitchen and opened the fridge. "No beer!" I yelled to him. "I know!" Ben yelled back. He came back in the bedroom and told me the game, which was still on the TV, was in the fourth quarter. "You have to shower again!" I said as I scooted him to the bathroom. "I'm clean enough!" Ben complained. "Buddy, I need everything washed off of you." "You mean the evidence?" Ben asked as he stepped into the shower stall and turned on the water. While Ben was showering, I packed away my lube, cum towel and porno DVD (forgot I brought that) into my bag and made the bed. I turned on every exhaust fan in the RV to get rid of the sex smell I'm sure was obvious to someone walking in from outside. I got dressed back into my jeans and sweatshirt and tossed my sweat pants into my bag. Ben finished showering and I met him at the door with the roll of paper towels. This time I wasn't shy as I rubbed them up and down his body drying him off. I was on my knees. Ben spun around and his wonderful ass cheeks felt so perfect in my hands. I spread his cheeks to see his small pink asshole once more. I smiled remembering my tongue licked it. I couldn't hold back. I went in again and drove my tongue deep into his anus. Ben whimpered but then bent over giving me easier access. He even pulled his ass cheeks apart for me. I ate him for a few minutes before I gave into the time restraints we had. "Damn – that feels fucking awesome!" Ben confessed as I wiped my spit from his asshole with a paper towel. I spun Ben around and there was his soft dick pointing directly at my face. Yes I went there. Without hesitation, I had that dicklet in my mouth feeling it grow in firmness as my tongue explored it. I love when a dick gets hard in my mouth. I love feeling it all squishy and then both squishy with a little firmness and then stiff as a board. That's exactly what I got from Ben – three wonderful stages of delicious bliss. Ben grabbed my hair when I decided to stop and forced me to continue on. I didn't argue at all and in fact enjoyed him calling the shots. A few minutes later he let me come up for air. "We'd better stop, but I don't really want to," I said. He didn't answer. So I dried his hard dick with a paper towel and told him to get dressed. "Can I see it again?" Ben asked pointing to my crotch. I was certainly not shy anymore and liked the fact that Ben was attracted to my cock, so I unsnapped my jeans, pulled down the zipper and whipped out my semi hard cock. Ben smiled when he saw it, but then shook his head whispering something like "It seems bigger every time I see it!" Twenty minutes later, we received the text from Robert that he was coming back. Ben texted him back that he was already at the RV with me. I knew my naughty time with Ben would soon be over. I did what he did before. I asked to see his again. Without hesitation, he undid his skinny jeans and whipped out his dick and shook it with his hand. "Your butt too," I instructed. Ben pushed his jeans further down and wiggled his ass for me. I stepped forward and cupped each ass cheek and rubbed them. I reached around and felt his dick and balls too. It remained soft but felt incredible. So small, fueling the naughtiness that I was messing around with a boy. "This was the best day of my life," I said out loud but quickly thought I should have kept that in my head. Ben simply smiled at me. Fifteen minutes later, we were on the road heading home. Robert was wasted and quickly fell asleep on the bed. Ben sat up front with me again. The entire trip home, Ben kept asking me if I wanted to see his dick. I said yes every time and he popped his crotch in the air with his exposed dick wiggling for me to see. After a while, he didn't even bother to zip up! What an awesome kid! As was the case on the way in, I had pre-planned a stop at a service plaza for me to dump the tanks of the RV. I followed Ben's lead to not wake up Richard who would only be a grouch the rest of the trip. We finished up quickly and went inside to wash up. As expected, Ben said he has to piss. I didn't expect we could do much there because this bathroom was much busier with travelers since it had a restaurant and convenience store. Ben went to the urinals first while I finished washing my hands. As I turned the corner to the urinals, I almost shit myself! There Ben stood with his pants to his knees! His ass was on display for everyone to see! This is what you may see with a 5 year old, but Ben didn't look 5! I took the urinal next to him (which didn't have dividers) and saw he was legitimately pissing. I whipped my cock out but couldn't piss. I don't know if I was on my way to a boner or it was the fear I had with Ben getting caught but my flow wasn't flowing. Ben looked at my dick and smiled at me. "Nice dick," he whispered. I whispered back "What are you doing?" but Ben just shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal. A few people came to piss but I couldn't see their reactions since I was facing the wall. I decided to give up on trying to piss and zipped up. Ben remained on display for everyone. I realized I could see him in the mirror of the sink where I washed my hands. Ben saw me watching but remained in place. Every man and boy who entered looked at Ben's ass on the way in. Ben must have been enjoying this like when he and Kurt mess around in public. It was interesting to watch people's reaction. Most looked but then looked away. Maybe some thought he was a little mentally challenged. I've seen that before – retarded people have no shame. Every young boy stared openly and one or two adults also stared openly – one even took the urinal next to Ben and openly stared down at him. He looked like a trucker. Ben wasn't pissing so the man could easily know he was just showing off. I decided to be bold. I walked over to Ben and said, "Ben, honey... you all done? Let me help you." I stood behind him and pulled up his undies and used my hand to tuck in his dick and balls and spent a few too many seconds with my hand inside them adjusting his junk. Then I pulled up his pants, turned him around and zipped him up. I finished everything with a pat to his crotch and said "All done." I held his hand as we walked out, looking at the man's shocked expression in the mirror on the way out. "Wow – I know you have big balls, but I didn't know you knew how to use them," Ben said on the way out. "I guess you inspired me. Man, you should have seen all the people looking at your ass! That was hilarious! I had to join in on the fun," I replied with pride in my voice. "Next time we'll switch places," Ben laughed. "Yeah right! Don't hold your breath! You're far braver than I am," I said. We remained holding each other's hands all the way out to the parking lot. It was getting darker – the rest of the trip home will be in the dark. Too bad – I was enjoying Ben letting me peek at his dick whenever I asked. He surprised me by requesting the same thing once we entered the RV. "You just saw it in the bathroom!" I reminded him. "I know, but that just made me want to see it again. Please?" he begged. "Go check on your dad," I said while pointing to the rear bedroom. I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants while Ben was away. He came back with his thumb in the air so I pulled the front of my underwear down and flopped my semi hard cock out. Ben shook his head as he inspected my cock. Apparently he wanted to do more than look as he grabbed it with his hand and squeezed its girth again. His squeezing changed to stroking and it felt so fucking good! It was so dangerous doing what we were doing. Not only were the shades all up, but Richard could just walk right in on us! We were right out in the open and there was nowhere to hide. I wasn't going to ask Ben to stop. My heart was beating so hard I felt it in my fingers. The great pleasure of Ben's rubbing combined with the nervous fear of getting caught (and of course the Cialis) all combined to give me a high I've never experienced! I just watched Ben play with my cock. His button was never fastened in the bathroom – it teased me so much – I could be in his pants in 2 seconds. I started to reach for his zipper when I almost shit my pants – the vehicle right next to us started up with a huge rumble! It was a diesel pickup and it was fucking loud! Ben freaked out more than I did – he bolted for the front seat leaving me in the dust with my hard cock sticking out of my pants. I did my best to stuff it back in but I couldn't button my jeans until I softened up. I took my place behind the wheel and Ben chuckled. It was pretty funny. Soon we were back on the interstate heading home. Both Ben and I were tired. Our conversation wasn't much and we just enjoyed Sirius radio's 20 on 20 station. Ben received a text and sent a few back. I didn't ask who it was. But I was curious. "Posting my pics to Facebook?" I asked. "Nope – just to Kurt," he said without looking at me. "Whoa – we never finalized that conversation. I'm not sure I'm comfortable with him having them. I thought you'd just show him on your camera's screen," I nervously said. "Too late. He already has `em," Ben replied. I didn't know what to say. I was thinking I could just say Ben downloaded them from the internet if Kurt wasn't as careful as Ben. "Wanna see his?" Ben asked. "His what?" I asked back. "His naked pictures. I can send them to you," Ben said. "No – don't! If I get caught with underage pics, I could get thrown in jail for kiddy porn!" I said in a stern whisper. "Chill out Ryan! Here – just look on my screen. The next 12 pics are his," Ben said as he handed me his phone. I shared my vision with the road and the face pic of a very cute boy! Wow –Kurt was a hottie! A youthful look but also the start of adult features like defined cheekbones and a little fuzz on his upper lip. Brownish hair, and a cute button nose. Puffy lips and a few blemishes typical of a boy his age going through puberty. I flicked the screen to the next pic and saw Kurt in his underwear with a boner tenting the front. Very sexy. Each pic was Kurt in a different pose. A naked ass. The front of his tighty whities pulled out enough to see his pubes and shaft and finally – his rigid cock on full display! What a beautiful cock! Nice balls too – naturally hairless with the exception of a few strays here and there. The final pic was Kurt's entire naked body on display with his hard cock sticking out from his body at a 45 degree angle. He was awesome! I wish I wasn't driving and almost pulled to the side of the road to see them in more detail. I got lost in the lust. "Send them to me," I told Ben. "I thought you..." Ben started to say. "I changed my mind," I cut him off. "Want mine too?" he asked while thumbing away on his little keyboard. "Yea. If I'm gonna get thrown in jail, I might as well go for broke!" I said. Ben typed away for a few moments and then announced "Done." just as his phone beeped with a new text message. Ben read it and then told me what it said. "Kurt doesn't believe me. He thinks I downloaded your pic from the web," he explained. "Well then I guess he'll just have to think that," I said. "Unless I can prove it," Ben suggested. He continued, "If I take a pic with my face and your cock in the same shot, then he'll have to believe me. I didn't answer him. I was thinking if that was a bad idea or not. The thought of Ben's face that close to my cock again was making me hard. My dick made the decision for me. "I'm not sure where we could stop to do it," I told Ben. "We don't have to stop. Just keep driving. I'll take care of it. Better check on dad first," Ben said as he unbuckled himself and walked to the rear of the RV. While he was away, I unzipped my pants. They were still unbuttoned from the last time Ben was fondling me. Ben returned chuckling how his dad was snoring. He saw my hard cock sticking out from my lap and joked about not having to wonder if I was ready or not. Ben kneeled next to my seat and tried to get close to my cock. Being as short as I am, I had the seat pretty far forward so I glided it back just enough for me to still have control of the RV while giving Ben enough access to my lap for the photo. If Richard woke up and came up front – there was no way we could come up with a lie to get out of this situation. In fact, I'm sure it looked like Ben was blowing me! A thought that only made me harder. Ben wasted no time and soon I saw the light from his camera phone illuminating his face and my cock. He looked at the screen and decided on another shot. Then another. He was slightly changing his position, at first just posing next to it and now he was handling it between shots. "Here, take one from your angle," Ben said handing me his phone. Ben flipped on his back, facing the ceiling, pulling my cock to his face. I snapped one pic but he said he wanted more. I slowed down to about 50 mph on the interstate which seemed way too slow, but I was afraid I'd drive off the road otherwise! I counted down from 3 for the next shot and on one, Ben slipped my cock head into his warm, wet mouth. I almost lost it! This kid was attempting to blow me – while I was driving! I put the camera down and gently stroked Ben's hair while whispering encouragement to him. He stopped and moved around and I thought it was over, but he was only making himself more comfortable! Now back in the kneeling position, he went back to licking and sucking me. He was obviously a beginner but he was going nuts on me! I thought perhaps my pheromones were driving him. After all, I had only wiped my cock with a wet rag after my previous cums. I'm sure my musky scent was present. I helped Ben along by whimpering when he was doing it right. I didn't know if he was licking, sucking or what. All I saw was the top of his head. I wanted to stroke his soft hair while he did it but I remained at 10 and 2 on the wheel to remain in control of the RV. The illuminated dials of the dash were the only light since the interstate was divided with trees and the oncoming traffic's headlights weren't present. Ben reminded me of a cat with his quick short licks. Like I said, I couldn't see exactly what he was doing or how much of my cock was in his mouth but it felt really great! I wondered if I could cum or not. I was super nervous about getting caught by Richard, nervous about losing control of the RV and frankly, I didn't know if there was any more juice in my balls! I decided to give it a try. Ben knows what can happen if he kept licking me. I was so lost in the passion I didn't really care if he didn't want my seed – I was going to shoot down his throat. Oh man just the nasty image I was getting of pumping this little boy's face with my spewing cock was sending me over the edge! Thank goodness this was a straight section of highway and a quick look in my side mirror showed only one truck approaching. After he passed me, I was going for it! "Am I doing okay?" Ben asked while looking up at me. I saw my wet cock just below his face. "Oh yea baby – keep going! It feels awesome!" I whispered to him. He didn't need any further encouragement. The short break from his sucking was just enough for me to get a renewed pleasure once he got back to work. The truck was quickly coming up on my left and I was timing my orgasm on its speed. Once it passed, Ben was going to get a mouthful. In my head, I was thinking I was going to cum gallons. I pictured Ben gagging from it and it dripping from his mouth, down his chin and onto his chest. The nose of the truck was at my window. I realized I sped up from the excitement of my oncoming orgasm. I slowed a bit, allowing the truck to creep up more. Shit! A hill was beginning to form in front of us. The truck was side by side but neither of us could accelerate any faster. I was ready to shoot but the truck driver could look over! Could he really see anything? When you pass someone, you may look at their face but do you look to see if they're getting a blow job? I didn't dare look at him but I could see his window out of the corner of my eye. He was higher than we were which meant he could possibly see Ben bobbing on my lap! But could the driver see all the way over to us? What if he had a passenger? What if he had his son with him? What if his teenage son saw me getting blown and got a hard on in his sweat pants and his father driving the truck saw him and got turned on and then the two of them do what Ben and I are doing and... Oh my God!! My fantasy in a fantasy sent me over the edge! The truck was right beside us and my fantasy 13 year old boy was watching everything! I didn't even tap Ben's head, I just let it go! I was pumping like mad, but I don't know how much was coming out... maybe nothing! Soon after my high, I had to stop Ben. It was so sensitive to his pleasure but too much – I was going to swerve into the truck next to us! Ben just popped up and if there really was anyone looking from the truck, what they saw was just confirmed! I looked over at the truck and all I saw was darkness. At the same time, the hill flattened out and the truck zoomed past us. I looked the other direction at Ben who was rubbing his chin. "Damn! I could hardly get that in my mouth! Fucking huge Ryan!" Ben said maybe a little too loud. "Sorry buddy. I can't help it. And sorry for not warning you at the end," I whispered. "You didn't have to. I think it swelled to ten times its normal size! It was like the incredible hulk, just not as green," Ben said with a smile. "I'm gonna get a Coke. You want one?" I nodded yes. I didn't ask if I shot much, but I assume yes since he needed to wash it down. Ben returned with my Coke and I said thanks. "No biggie," Ben replied. "I mean THANKS! For that," I said while looking down into my lap. "Oh well, that WAS a biggie. But it was cool. I never did that you know," he said looking at me. "I figured. But you did really good! You're a pro," I said to boost his confidence. "No – you're the pro. I never had it done to me either, before today. You made me feel... I don't know how to describe it," Ben said. "I know what you want to say. Every guy does. I'm glad I was the one to have the privilege of making you feel that way," I said. The rest of the trip was pretty silent. I spent my time reviewing the incredible things that happened – thinking back to the first time I met Ben that morning. If I only knew how the day would end. I never would have believed it! I wonder if Ben was thinking of the same things. We finally arrived home. I was glad to be there because I was tired as hell, but at the same time, this may be the last time I see Ben. I mean, what situation could we arrange that I get alone time with him like today? Richard woke up grouchy complaining about the bumpy ride and left the RV to start their car. I found Ben and put my arms out for a hug. "Thanks little buddy – I really did have the best day of my life. I'm so glad I met you," I said. "Yea, me too," Ben replied as he hugged me back. "Can I see it again?" "Right now? Your dad..." I started to say. Ben unsnapped his jeans and pushed them down his hips exposing his entire crotch and ass. He reached for my jeans but I stopped him, and unbuttoned them myself. I grabbed Ben's wrist and pulled him to the bedroom. We fondled each other one last time. We both were all over each other - rubbing and hugging and molesting like we just got back from flirting at a bar! I wanted so much to get Ben completely naked but a car door slam broke us from our embrace and we quickly composed ourselves and our clothes just as Richard called Ben's name from the front of the RV. "Just checking the back for any stuff we left," Ben yelled to his dad as he walked towards him. "Fuck it! Ryan can bring anything we left to work on Monday. Come on, let's go," Richard said, not so nicely. "Ryan buddy – thanks for the ride. We have to do it again," Richard said as he walked away from me to his car. Ben looked back at me and I hoped he was thinking the same thing I was. We definitely have to do it again. Your comments are highly encouraged and appreciated. mint848848@yahoo.com