Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2007 10:47:47 -0700 (PDT) From: Chick Grope Subject: Did I do that? Part 8 (At the end of the last episode, Billie's mother came into the room just as Uncle Jack and finished sucking off Billie) I didn't speak, I just licked up the last few drops of Billie's precious nectar from my chin and lips. Billie turned to look at his mom. "Hi, mom. Me and Uncle Jack, we're doing man things. It's ok." She shrugged. "Well, Jack, you've played with your cock as long as I can remember. I guess it was only a matter of time before Billie started doing the same. You're just a pair of dirty boys, aren't you?" I met her eyes. She wasn't angry after all. "Carry on," she said. "Try not to make a mess." And that was it. She turned and went out of the room, leaving Billie and me to carry on doing what men and boys love doing together. Billie turned back to me. "Uncle Jack! I cummed! I made sticky! I really did!" "I know, Billie, and I am so proud of you." "And you swallowed my cum, Uncle Jack! Was it nice?" How could I explain to him that boy-nectar is just about the sweetest most delicious taste in the whole wide world. I wanted more of it, I could never get enough of it. And now that my Billie was able to provide me with his creamy boyseed, I knew I would have an ample supply to feed my craving just whenever I wanted it. "It was wonderful, Billie," I Whispered, hugging him close to me and kissing him on his rosebud lips once again. "Uncle Jack?" "Yes, Billie?" "Will you let me play with your cock again? Please? I love how it feels when I wrap my fingers round it." The sudden appearance of my sister had caused me to lose my erection, and my cock was in flaccid mode once more. Billie reached for it. "I'm going to make it big and hard again for you, Uncle Jack," he said in his serious voice. My Billie was well trained by now, and I rejoiced that I had taught him so well to love mancock. I only wish that every boy had Billie's opportunity to learn all about the pleasures that boys and men together can have. I lay back and closed my eyes. I wanted to leave Billie to work the magic with his fingers on my cock. No instructions, no advice: Billie was free to do with me whatever he wanted. "I like it when you close your eyes, Uncle Jack," he said, stroking my cock until it stirred violenty and began to swell to erection as blood engorged the veins. With his other hand, he cupped my balls - I had shown him how to do that gently in a way that made a man feel good. I heard his sharp intake of breath as he watched my cock grow firm and hard under his expert ministrations. What a boy! And then, without warning, his lips sliding over my cockhead, his tongue probing and licking. I guessed he was already savouring my precum, and it was all I could do to stay still, so desperately did I want to fuck his sweet mouth. "Mmmmmmmm," he gurgled as he got down to the serious business of cocksucking. It amazed me how he was able to take so much of my cock into his mouth. I had told him not to try to suck my cock past his soft palate, and to try not to gag, but I guess he was just so eager to please me that it felt as if he was trying to get more of my cock into his mouth. I reached down and felt the shaft of my cock between his lips. Mercifully, he was not trying to take me all into his mouth. And then he withdrew. "Keep your eyes closed, Uncle Jack," he whispered. I obeyed, wondering what he had in mind. And then I knew. He had straddled my legs, facing away from me, and was holding my cock by the shaft as he played my cockhead back and forth over his sphincter. My cockhead, wet from his saliva and my precum, lubricated the delicious valley between his plump buttocks, and I couldn't resist opening my eyes to take in the sight of my Billie poised over my stiff cock. He started to squat on my cock, trying to push it into himself. "Help me, Uncle Jack," he said urgently. I held my cock by its shaft and guided the tip of my cockhead against his boipussy. Billie, bless him, my eager loving boy, knew exactly what to do: he put his finger tips on each side and pulled himself open to allow me entry. What an eager willing boy he was! Of course, all boys if properly trained will do the same. Once a boy gets the taste for fucking, he will do anything to get a mancock inside himself. There is no greater thrill for a boy than to be impaled on a hard cock and penetrated deep deep deep. It's what makes the love between men and boys the perfect love. "Aaahh!" he sighed. "It's going in, Uncle Jack!" "It's beautiful, isn't it, Billie, that we can do this together. We both love it, don't we, Billie?" He wriggled and writhed and kept adjusting his position to allow me the more easily to penetrate him. "Yesssss!" he said, his breathing tight. Oh, it's in!" This was the magic moment when my cockhead cleared his tight little pucker, and I felt his spincter muscle closing lovingly behind the ridge of my cock. I was dizzy with lust for this boy of mine, but I exercised control and remained still, leaving it to Billie to decide when he wanted to suck my cock further into his love-tunnel. He paused for a while as I had taught him to do, and then once he felt comfortable, he moved on me again, and I felt the caress of him as he slid further on to my pulsing cock. I loved the pauses, those moments of stillness while my lover waited before taking me deeper inside him. I could no longer keep my eyes closed. For me, a great part of the pleasure of fucking a boy is seeing my cock disappearing between his plump asscheeks, seeing his pucker stretched over my cock and sliding wetly along its shaft until it had all but disappeared from sight inside him. Billie was getting impatient now to feel me sliding back and forth inside him. Billie WANTED to be fucked now! And I wanted to oblige him! Working slowly at first we soon established a rhythmic movement. As he thrust down on me, I pushed upwards to meet to meet him, and then as he raised himself, I pulled back, and then we repeated this unbelievably exciting pattern until we were both panting and grunting. I could feel my climax building inside me, there was no way I could hold back with such an expert boy riding my cock. Gripping his hips, I squeezed to signal that I was close. "Come inside me, Uncle Jack," he said hoarsely, "I love to feel you spurt inside me." And I did. I truly did, feeling the ecstasy of each surge of my manseed into him, like pouring a holy fluid into a chalice. As I groaned with the effort of pushing each surge into him, I felt splashing on my thigh, and realised that Billie had achieved a simultanous orgasm! Now my joy was complete. Billie and I were one. It couldn't get better, I thought. I pulled Billie back on to me and held him tight. We stayed like that for ages, my cock detumescing slowly inside him. "Keep it in me, Uncle Jack," he whispered, "I love it when it goes down slowly inside melike this. It sort of tickles." He giggled. As I detumesced, I could feel him tightening his spincter muscle in an effort to hold me inside him, his buttocks clenched. When my cock finally slipped out of him, he gave a deep deep sigh. "Uncle Jack?" "What is it, Billie?" "Do you think one day, I might be able to put mine inside you? You know, me fuck you the way you fuck me?" Is there a man on earth who could refuse such a request from an eager willing boy? "That's a wonderful idea, Billie," I replied, "but maybe you should start by fucking a boy of your own age, don't you think?" "But who, Uncle Jack? What boy?" "I guess you must have some schoolfriends that you could teach about cock love." He was silent for a while. "OK, Uncle Jack. Now can I lick your cock clean. It's still got a lot of your spunk on it?" Billie, my Wonderboy! To be continued. Comments to gropechick@yahoo.com or visit http://groups.yahoo.com/group/rovinghands/ "If it moves fondle it"