Date: Sun, 6 Jul 2008 02:48:07 -0700 (PDT) From: Jack deGropier Subject: Little Billy's Stiffy 2 That night, lying on bed, my fingers wrapped lovingly round my cock -ok, it was only half-erect, but feeling good for all that - I went over the afternoon's events in my mind. After Billy had pumped his sweet load of cum down my throat, we stayed still for a while, his little stiffy between my lips and showing no signs of detumescing. That's one of the wonderful things about young boys - they can "keep it up" in every sense for ages and ages! My hands were on his buns, caressing them and squeezing them and wondering if I should let my fingers stray to his little lovehole. The temptation to stimulate his tight little spincter was overwhelming and I was on the point of doing it when I heard the sound of my sister's car drawing up in the drive.. "Oh oh, Billy, mom's home. We'd better get dressed pronto!" "OK, Uncle Jack, guess we'd better." By the time she had unloaded the car, Billy and I were downstairs again. "Oh hi, you two! Listen, Jack, thanks so much for babysitting the Monster!" - she ruffled Billy's hair affectionately as she said that - "I hope he wasn't a p in the a!" "Not at all, sis. We had fun, didn't we, Billy?" I noticed a slight tenting in his pants and realised that he had not completely  lost his erection. Horny little devil. My own cock twitched again at the memory of his penis in my mouth. "Sure did!" Billy said, reddening just a little. "Oh? What kind of fun? What did you two get up to?" Ruth asked. "Man stuff, sis, man stuff." Bless her, she just accepted that, with no idea at all what it really meant.. I wondered how she would react if she knew I was having sex with her little "Monster". Probably go ballistic. Women really haven't a clue about what REAL sex is for a boy or a man. So here I was, cock in hand, thinking about my Billy and getting hard again.. After leaving my sister's house, I had gone to the nearest restroom in town and jerked off to relieve the ache in my balls, but now I was ready again for another spunk up. And then Fate threw me a lifeline. The phone. It was Ruth. She had to make an emergency run to the hospital where she worked and could she drop Billy off at my place, and sorry about this Jack I'll pick him up in the morning on my way home... Billy sat on the sofa grinning at me that cheeky little monster grin that melted my heart and stiffened my cock. "So, Billy..." "So, Uncle Jack..." "Erm, would you like to...." "Sure would, Uncle Jack! You never spunked up this afternoon. I wanna help you do that now!" Bless the boy! Don't you just love a boy's obsession with mancock? Boys want to look at your cock, hold it, make it big, stroke it, taste it, see it spurting manseed. After that, with a bit of encouragement, you can rouse a boy's curiosity about all the other wonderful things they can enjoy with a man's cock. Bless the boy! "Let's go upstairs and strip off, Billy." He took the stairs two at a time in his rush to get on to my bed and repeat his earlier performance. By the time I had got undressed he was once again on his back with a delicious stiffy sticking out proudly from his smooth hairless body. I propped myself against the headboard with pillows and pulled Billy on to me, his back to me and his legs splayed over mine. I manouvered to get his butt pressing into my belly and my cock visible now between his thighs. "Wow! I like this, Uncle Jack. It's like I got two cocks! My little stiffy and your big sausage!" Without waiting for permission, he wrapped his fingers round my "sausage", determined to transform it from its current limp state into the rock-hard rod that he had played with earlier in the day. It took very little to get me up and throbbing again. "Wow," he said softly, "I love your cock, Uncle Jack." "Thank you, Billy, it's yours to play with any time you want." "Thanks. Do you like my cock? I'm sorry it's so little." I took his stiffy between thumb and forefinger and caressed it. "It's not little, Billy. It's a good cock for a boy your size. And as you get bigger, your cock will get bigger too. I love your cock, Billy. It's perfect. Do you like when I stroke it this way?" "Mmmmmmm," was all he said. We stayed like this for a while, not really wanking so much as a long lingering mutual caressing. But you know how it is. It's only a matter of time before you feel the sap rising and you want to wank hard and cum hard. I gently disengaged and lifted Billy off me. "What're you doing, Uncle Jack? Did I do something wrong?" "Of course not, it's just that there is something else I want to do that will make you feel good." "Better than spunking up?" "Wait and see!" I slid down on the bed and pulled Billy on top of me, sixty-nine fashion. I could feel his hard little penis pressing into my chest as I pushed my nose between his plump buns. When he felt my tongue touch his anal sphincter - his "rosebud" or "pucker" if you prefer - he reacted by clenching his buns, which for me was a wonderful sensation. "Whatcha doing, Uncle Jack?" "Making you feel good, Billy. But you tell me if you don't like it." I thn started rimming his pucker, loving the taste and the aroma that you can only get from tonguing a young boy. I felt my little lover relax then and start to wriggle as the sensations got to him. "Wow, I can feel funny things in my stiffy, Uncle Jack!" "Nice?" I mumbled. "Nice!" he replied with a giggle. His pucker was yielding easily to my probing tongue now, and I gently began to probe with my forefinger. As soon as he felt that, Billy gave a puppylike yelp. And then he relaxed and wriggled again as if he was trying to impale himself on my finger. Perfect. I felt his hands reaching for my cock, which he then proceeded to stroke. I loved the symmetry of my probing finger in his butt and his little fingers round the shaft of my cock. Man pleasuring boy, boy pleasuring man. Symmetry. Harmony. The only love in this world worth having. Billy's enthusiastic reaction and the quick way he learned the arts of man-boy sex convinced me that I should go all the way with him this night. His mother safely out of the way, Billy the soul of discretion ("Our secret, right, Uncle Jack?"), both of us horny as hell, above all me with aching balls in my still unfulfilled state, combined to make the consummation of our sexgame inevitable. I had two fingers inside Billy now and noted with satisfaction how easily I had stretched him. Still tight of course - isn't that part of the attraction of a boipussy? - but do-able. Feeling my balls start to tighten, I once more disengaged myself from Billy. "Come sit on me again, Billy." "You didn't cum yet, Uncle Jack," he said in a tone of disappointment. "Don't worry about that, honey, when we do cum, you and I are going to cum like you've never cum before." "Wow," he said softly. I pulled him on to me, but this time facing me his legs round me, our cocks pressed together. This was going to take a lot of will power and self-control on my part, I thought, if I am to do this properly. Billy wrapped his two hands as best he could round our two cocks, and action which made my cock twitch and tremble. "Oh, I love that! I mean, our two stiffies together. Even if yours is big and mine is only little." "Squeeze harder, Billy." I don't want to go all poetic on you, dear reader, but I have to say that the union of a mancock and a boycock is something so mystical, so beautiful, and at the same time so basic, so animal. Part of me was getting romantic, part of me was hornily plotting the final act. Love? Lust? Both. End of poetic interlude. It was at this moment that Billy surprised me, took command almost. First he stretched up and planted a wet kiss full on my mouth. "I love you, Uncle Jack." He kissed me again and I held him tight against me, his soft hairless body good against my hard pecs. "I love you, Billy." And then, the second bombshell. "If you want to fuck me, Uncle Jack, I don't mind at all." Another kiss, then he pulled back, looked into my eyes and smiled. I was speechless. Boys are horny, yes, but I had the naive idea that they were also largely innocent. Where had he picked up the notion of a man sodomozing a young boy? He didn't wait for my response, but raised himself so that his boipussy was poised about my throbbing erection. He reached under and guided the tip of it between his asscheeks so that it just rested against his rosebud. The difference in size between his little boipussy and my mancock did not seem to concern him. "Slowly, angel," I whispered. "You must tell me if it hurts." I put my hands under him and spread his cheeks. Valiantly my young lover pressed down on my cock. Fortunately I had been leaking precum which, added to my saliva from his rimming, provided some lubrication. But it was going to be a real struggle. My cockhead was just too big and his sphincter too tight. "Take a deep breath and hold it, angel. And then release it as hard as you can when I tell you." Lips clamped, eyes wide, Billy held his breath. "Now!" I said, and as he exhaled, I thrust into him, simultaneously pushing down on his hips. Thank god there was nobody near to hear his scream. I told him sorry and calmed him down, but I didn't withdraw my cock which was now wedged tight an inch or so into him. "Shh, honey. Stay still, breathe deeply. Wait. It will pass." Tears in his eyes, Billy looked at me. He trusted me and he wanted to be brave and he wanted to please me. "OK, my love," I whispered as he calmed down, "take another deep breath and hold it." Wait, hold, calculate the moment. "Now!" And again as he exhaled and relaxed, I thrust hard into him at the same time pushing down on his hips. My cockhead forced him open and cleared the tight spincter. This time no scream, but he was biting his bottom lip, not wanting to show his pain or fear. With my cockhead inside him and his pucker gripping my cock just behind the ridge of the helmet, I knew the fuck was secured. "OK?" "OK, Uncle Jack," he said bravely. "Do you want me to go deeper inside you?" He reached under to feel with his fingers how far I was into him. All of my shaft was still to go. "Uh huh." Bless the boy, I thought again. What if he had said no? Would I have stopped at that point? Or would I have forced my cock into him regardless? Don't ask. Another thrust and another, and I knew I was in him as far as I could go without seriously hurting him or worse. The crazy thing was that, despite the lubrication of my precum and his own liquid, I could not fuck him. I could not slide in and out, back and forward. His pucker was gripping my cock so tightly that all I could do was to rock gently to simulate a sort of fucking motion. I knew it was enough to bring me to climax and that was good enough for me. "You're big, Uncle Jack." "And you're tight, Billy." "I like you fucking me, Uncle Jack." "And I like fucking you, Billy." "Lift me up." "What?" "Carry me round the room on your prick, Uncle Jack." And I did. I shuffled off the bed somehow and stood up with Billy impaled on my cock, his arms round my neck and his legs wrapped round me. I leaned back to secure my cock inside him and as I did so, I felt it slide a little further into his boipussy. "Wow! This is fucking ace, Uncle Jack!" I walked round, making sure to support his weight on my hands under his buttocks. "Let go, Uncle Jack. It's ok." And I did. And it held. I had my darling boy literally impaled on my cock, skewered. It was as if we had been araldited together. The tightness of his ring and the size of my cock combined to make a perfectly sealed unit. And now I was getting very very close. Somehow I got us both back on the bed without breaking the seal. "I'm gonna cum, Billy, any moment now." "Me too, Uncle Jack," he said breathlessly. And we did. Feeling my first surge deep in his bowels triggered Billy's orgasm, and he hadn't even touched his stiffy. Spontaneous orgasm. Tell me you know something better that bringing a boy off by pumping your manseed into him. Exactly, there IS nothing better. That was a mega-explosion for me, the release of what had been pent-up since the afternoon when his mother had interrupted our lovemaking before I had had a chance to climax. It was really special, causing the whole of my body to go into earthquake mode. Damn, it was good! Billy too was ecstatic, constantly repeating his mantra "Fucking ace!" as he responded to the surging manseed hitting his insides. The copious seminal fluid inside him made it easier for my cock to slide, no longer hermetically sealed by his ring, and I made little thrusting movements long after my orgasm had subsided. My cock stayed firm inside Billy for a long time after, and we stayed locked together until I finally detumesced and slid slowly out of him. "Good?" "Good, Uncle Jack." "No pain?" "No pain. Anyway, it's worth a little pain to have your cock inside me spunking up!" We kissed and cuddled then, and fell asleep. Thank goodness my cellphone in my coat pocket was always set on alarm for early morning, or his mother might have walked in and found her son still impaled on her brother's cock. And she might not have been too understanding. Women can be funny that way. Comments to jackdegropier@yahoo.com or visit http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Love101forMen/