Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2016 14:53:20 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: CHARLIE GIVES IT UP PART FOUR CHARLIE GIVES IT UP – PART FOUR © Van T Z Boi 2016 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you like this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read this and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (Thanks to all the messages of support and please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com) From Part Three As Charlie made no move again Rick simply bent down and quickly undressed the boy placing Charlie's clothes on top of his own. Charlie shivered and trembled not sure if it was the cold dampness or worry that made him shiver. Rick picked the boy up and laid him down on the sacking. Charlie could smell the dust and the damp and the mildew and the material was rough on his young skin. Moments later he forgot all that as Rick held his legs wide apart and did the special thing with his tongue. Charlie writhed and twitched as Rick's tongue once again did amazing wonderful things to him. He gazed up at Rick after his amazing tongue induced dry orgasm. Rick smiled down and Charlie could see the tip of Rick's cock which was dripping a long string of pre-cum down, down pooling on the sacking between Charlie's legs. He felt Rick pull his legs wider apart and it felt like he was being stretched wide. "Oh yes," sighed Rick as he moved forward. PART FOUR Charlie felt the wet tip touch him, touch him there where Rick had used his tongue to give him the good feelings. He looked into Rick's eyes, seeing the determined expression and his body tensed, he tried to close his legs; they squeezed around Rick's strong body. "Gnnpphh," Rick groaned as he felt Charlie's resistance, "Hey," he smiled at Charlie, "relax, it'll feel real good," his eyes glittered with lust and Charlie again tensed even more. Rick felt the youngster stiffen in a way he didn't want and for a brief moment he pushed forcefully but he knew this was not the way for Charlie; so far the boy had been easy to tempt and had proven himself an eager cocksucker. He relaxed and changed his position and closed his mouth around Charlie's cocklet and balls sucking the little boy package inside his mouth. Charlie feeling the warmth around his cocklet and boy balls relaxed, his expectation of pleasure grew as he knew what was now going to happen. Instinctively he opened his legs wider to allow Rick full access to his groin and sank down on the damp, mouldy sacking; oblivious now of the musty smell. His brain was now concentrating on the heavy pleasure Rick was giving him; when he felt the touch of Rick's finger at his bumhole his sense of expectation increased, he remembered how he had felt when Rick had done this to him only yesterday. The probing finger slid in, quickly followed by a second finger. Again the fingertips touched something inside him and he twitched, twitched in a good, sooo good way. A third finger followed the other two and now Charlie was bucking his hips as the fingers slid in and out of his bumhole. Rick's mouth was busy on his cocklet, his teen tongue flicking across Charlie's pulsing cocklet's pink tip, rasping around the ridge and sending more pleasurable heated sensations through his young body. A wave of intense pleasure rode through his body and he gasped and rocked his hips at the invading fingers. Charlie felt the need, the want, to get there where the stars were waiting for him and then Rick's mouth ripped away from his pulsing boycock and the finger's slid out and away from his special spot. "Unnggh," Charlie groaned and his eyes closed in his boy passion now flew open and he stared into Rick's eyes. "Why did you stop?" Charlie's voice and eyes were full of reproach. "Cos I want to make it real special for you," Rick's eyes glittered and Charlie looked where he could see Rick's cock, pulsing proud, its glittering length looking even bigger than ever. "Oh," Charlie's mouth opened ready to receive Rick's cock. "No not that way," smiled Rick and this time he stayed in the space between Charlie's wide open legs. He made his move and placed his pre-cum spluttering cockhead at Charlie's boy pussy lips, which were still slightly agape from where his fingers had opened them up. His eyes held Charlie's gaze, Charlie unsure about the strange look in them was unable to look away. He felt the wetness at his bumhole, the warm pulsing movement of Rick's cock. "It'll feel soo good soon,' crooned Rick as he gently slid his cock head at the pinked gap. Charlie bit his bottom lip with his top teeth as he felt the warmth slide inside, `its bigger than his finger,' he thought as the first thick inch of Rick's cock head slid inside him. He felt his bumhole stretching as the whole head slipped slowly inside and grimaced as he felt himself being stretched, the pain as he was opened fully by Rick's invading cock was worrying but it was only for a brief moment as Rick's cock slid past the muscles inside his bumhole and then the lips of his boy pussy closed around the long shaft as it slowly eased its way down inside his body. Rick's body followed his cock and he was now resting on his hands, his elbows bent, his face close to Charlie's as they gazed at each other. "You okay Charlie?" Rick's whispered approval did not break the eye locked stare. Charlie thought about it, "Uh-huh," he said not nodding his head, unable to take his eyes away from Rick's burning gaze. "The pain gone?" it was more of a statement than a question. "Uh-huh," Charlie's mind was also locked in his ability to reply. "You feel that?" Rick made his cock pulse and throb. "Uh-huh," Charlie felt the swelling movement inside him and something else, Rick's smell, that strange aroma that affected him was stronger than ever and it invaded his brain, hypnotising his smelling senses just as much as Rick's look was hypnotising his eyes. "Good boy," Rick's smile returned to its usual warmth, "now we wait just a minute to get you used to having me inside you and then we can start." "Uh-huh," Rick appeared to have hypnotised Charlie's vocal responses as well. Charlie lay still, feeling Rick's weight on his body, his smell invading his brain and his cock inside `his,' he sought for a word; `me,' he settled on. He felt Rick move gently, his arms came down around Charlie's head as Rick sank down on him and he felt the weight all along his young body. Rick settled himself, his weight now on his elbows, `fuck he is soo tight and hot,' he said to himself. Cautiously he bent his head so he could kiss Charlie. Charlie responded to the known sensation of Rick's lips on his, his tongue inside his mouth, he had to bend his head so they could make the usual contact and he felt the throbbing inside his body. "Let's try this now," Rick whispered and he made his first gentle thrust, sighing as he felt Charlie's boy pussy walls slide around his cock, sending the special thrills up and down his spine. Charlie felt the pushing movement inside him and lay passive as the heated prong moved back and forth. "Just need to find," Rick muttered and then as his cock made first contact with Charlie's little boy button and Charlie gasped and grabbed him around the waist with both his hands. "Oh yesss, that's it," grinned Rick as he carefully stabbed at the same spot making Charlie, groan and grab him again. Charlie felt his head and body spinning as Rick's cock rubbed against his special place, his senses were afire as the floods of pleasure were unleashed and he cried aloud as that pleasure became more and more intense. Already almost brought to the point of no return with Rick's earlier fingering and sucking his body now heaved itself into his boy climax and he shuddered along his entire length as he had his first cock induced dry climax; Charlie saw the stars and the moons and the suns as his body was blasted into that special inner space. He grasped Rick's body, wrapping his arms across Rick's back and sucked deep at Rick's tongue, pressing his lips hard against Rick's lips as he went into orbit around Rick's invading teen rod. "Fuck yes," Rick's voice was guttural as he felt Charlie's boypussy grasp his cock and suck it deeper inside the hot maw that was Charlie's boy cunt. Rick began to thrust harder now, plunging his teen cock deeper and deeper inside his seven year old lover's now fully open love canal; bearing his weight on his elbows, his hips bucked back and forth and sideways as he invaded Charlie's pussy fully for the first glorious time. He concentrated on the special spot, hearing Charlie moan and groan; his sweet voice becoming unboyishly guttural as yet another wave of sensual pleasure wracked his body. `Oh fuck is he hot and tight, I picked the right one this time,' he congratulated himself, `Fuck am I gonna have a fucking good summer,' he told himself as he shoved good and hard inside the hot velvet glove that began to grab him in its vicelike dry cum grip. Charlie felt the special pleasure speed up and this time he screamed loudly as his boy climax went supernova as Rick's fucking cock rocked him out of his earthly world and spun him round his inner galaxy. Charlie writhed and growled as Rick's cock pummelled his passion nut, oblivious of the mouldy sacking and the dankness of the deserted conservatory. He did not see the spiderwebs wafting in the damp breeze; he did not hear the raindrops splattering against the broken window panes or dripping down onto the dusty floor, dripping onto the little pools of dank water, sending up the pungent whiffs of stagnant water into the heavy air. He only felt the thrusting heat of Rick's cock, deep rooting now inside him, sending wave after wave of pleasure and delight bouncing back and forth along his nerves, spinning him around his inner universe again and again and again. Rick felt the tremors and trembles beneath him, he felt his cock being manipulated and squeezed by Charlie's boy pussy inner muscles as he strove to keep hitting the special nub that brought mutual pleasure to them both. Charlie's scream had initially scared him but he reasoned he had chosen this deserted place because it was uninhabited and distant and very unlikely anyone would hear so he let Charlie make as much noise as he wanted, revelling in the obvious pleasure the boy was experiencing. "This is the best ever deflowering of a kid I've know," he grinned to himself, `fuck if he's this good at being fucked the first time, he's gonna be awesome by the end of summer,' and he thrust even harder, sliding his cock almost fully out before plunging it back deep inside the writhing Charlie who continued to cry and rock under him. Faster now he rammed his teen cock back and forth in the tight boy canal that continued to grip him tighter and tighter as Charlie experienced a run of dry cums that wracked his body from his toes to the last hair on his head. Writhing and twisting beneath the firm body that continued to probe him Charlie was lost in a welter of sensational feelings and sensations. He could feel the goosebumps on his skin tingle and he sure that there were some similar goosebumps inside him that also tingled especially as the meaty pole inside him brushed them with a heated liquid that made his blood seem like it was boiling too. Instinctively now Charlie was thrusting his own hips back and forth, pushing up to meet Rick's body as it plummeted downward and in doing so ensured that the strange nub at the centre of his being inside his bumhole was stroked, caressed, pummelled; this in turn just increased the strength of the hotness that was drowning his body with the strange unique fire that did not burn but made him feel as though he was turning to liquid as he melted away. Rick grunted now, his own climax almost upon him; he took a final look at the small pink body beneath him, noting that Charlie's nipples stuck out above his chest, two beautiful dark pink teats, the slim body as in continual motion as he thrust away and Charlie's eyes had a far away beatific expression in them. Rick growled as he felt his own white liquid heat spike up from his balls, travelling the long sensational journey inside his tubes until it exploded inside the heaving, squeezing velvetness of Charlie's boy pussy. Rick's cock delivered its full load of teen juice, splattering inside the hot tunnel, momentarily cooling it down as he claimed Charlie's virginity and christened it with his teen seed. Both gasped and growled and thrust against each other as the final bullets shot deep inside Charlie, Rick sinking down heavily, wasted in that final moment of orgasmic delight as Charlie pushed upwards, his legs crossing the back of Rick's legs and his arms clasping around Rick's heaving back, before he too sank down into the mouldy sacking, limp and languid and yet the tickle inside him continued to demand to be scratched and scratched again. "Oh fuck that was good," Rick sighed as his head lay on the sacking above Charlie's head, he could feel his cock pulse and dribble and there was a slight pain in his balls as they sought first to empty themselves and also begin the renewal cycle to replace the well used sperms. He lay panting, his heart still beating fiercely as his outer skin cooled, reacting to the damp atmosphere of the disused conservatory. Charlie lay panting too, his young body still pulsing, the inner itch still demanding scratching, his hands and legs still tight around Rick's body. He instinctively rotated his hips, rubbing against the still hard cock inside him but not getting the full attention his passion nub demanded. Locked together slowly their passion ebbed as Rick's sperms dribbled; delivering their final atoms of their essence inside Charlie sperm wet tunnel and at last the infernal itch inside Charlie too abated as though it had been drowned by Rick's ejaculation. Charlie's arms and legs relaxed too and they experienced a final conjoined sigh. "Oh so good, soo good, Charlie," Rick's face spoke to Charlie's, "I told you it would be good didn't I?" Charlie nodded with his eyes, afraid now to put into words his approval. He was confused, happy yes, but confused at the strength of the feelings that had just taken him over. He was not used to being so out of control and it worried him. "God, this sacking stinks," Rick was finally down to earth and he quickly raised his head of the soggy sacking. He adjusted his position so he was once again on his arms, his cock still inside Charlie and he became aware now of how soft Charlie felt under him, soft and compliant. He looked at the boy seeing the clouded look in his eyes. "Good wasn't it?" he whispered as he softly kissed Charlie's lips. Charlie kissed back, avoiding speaking unable to say anything and not sure what he wanted to say. Rick tried a little thrusting movement; his brain wanted to repeat the fuck, but his balls ached warning him that they were not yet ready to go again. He flexed his cock, enjoying the sensation of the feel of Charlie's pussy around his glans as it send delightful little thrills rippling through his body. He again moved his hips, little fucking movements and rotations, again the sensations caused his cock to stiffen slightly, stiffen and also ache as it reminded him of the stress it had undergone in fucking Charlie for the first time. Rick looked deep into Charlie's still distant eyes, "You okay Charlie?" he asked wanting some kind of reaction. Charlie still befuddled by his experience, distantly heard Rick's voice and his eyes and his mind slowly came back into focus. He could feel Rick inside him, the gentle pulsing and slow movements were making the dormant itch resurrect itself and part of him wanted Rick to repeat again what had just happened whilst another part of him was still confused about the lack of control. "Charlie?" Rick's voice was more insistent now. Charlie shook his head which had the effect of making Rick's cock inside him touch his little nub which in turn sent another thrill through him. A sense of panic arose and he stilled his body. "Rick?" his voice was distant inside his head. A sudden heavy downpour of rain, splattered against the leaking roof and found its way through to drop on Rick's back causing the teenager to react. He started, again rubbing Charlie's button as his cock slid wildly around inside Charlie's boy pussy and then he slid quickly out and rolled to one side on the dusty, damp earthy floor. Charlie now took the splattering of rain drops on his naked body and he quickly sat up and moved to one side. For both of them what had happened was a memory as they sought shelter from the cold drips that blew over the two of them as they huddled, naked on the floor, trying to avoid the splattering drops of cold water. "We got to get out of this," shivered Rick as the cold water laden air surrounded him. He looked around the ruins of the conservatory and saw space under one of the shelves that ran around the inside of the building. "Over there, under that shelf," he urged Charlie and grabbing the pile of clothes he ushered the naked boy to the vacant pace, moving aside some wormy looking boxes to create space for both of them. Together they now huddled their bodies sharing what warmth they could, Charlie clinging to Rick's body which was still warm where it had laid against him. After a couple of minutes Rick realised that the rain had set in and was seeping into his prospective lovenest and ruining his plans for the day; he had to find shelter, shelter where he could fuck Charlie again. Wrapping his shirt around Charlie he left the boy under the shelf and naked carefully made his way to the door that led to the house, he knew it was locked but he wondered if he could break the lock. He tried a hard shove with his bodyweight but the door, old and worn, was still immovable. "There may be a key," suggested Charlie, "my nan hides a spare key under a flower pot." Rick scanned the area, he turned over a couple of flowerpots with dead leaves dangling down but he could not find a key. He knelt down and looked under the shelving on either side of the door and noticed a gap behind one of the uprights. He moved to the side and slid his hand carefully into the slight gap, he felt the hook screwed into the wood and the lump of metal hanging from it. Carefully he eased the object off the hook; it was a keyand it was hanging on a metal tag. He stood up and tried the key in the door, the key fitted but it took a lot of rattling to get the key to unlock the door. `I just hope it's not bolted on the inside,' he thought as he tried pushing the door open. A loud creak echoed through the conservatory as the door juddered ajar and a final push opened the door fully. Grinning delighted with himself he turned back to Charlie, "Come on," he held his hand out to help Charlie out of the shelter. Charlie held Rick's hand as they entered the building. The door let to a dusty workplace and Rick carefully placed their clothes on a worktop before checking the room out. The place was empty, just the work surfaces and shelving, a large dirty yellow butlers sink was embedded in one of the worktops and Rick tried the single tap, a hiss of brownish water ran out and then the water cleared running clean looking water. Rick ran his hands under the water and first sniffing the water, he tasted it on the tip of a finger. "S'good," he declared before bending down and drinking from the flow. Charlie followed suit, suddenly aware that he too was thirsty. Rick tried the next door; this led to a small corridor which was lined with shelves and another door which led to a large kitchen. All was dusty and cobwebby and empty. Rick now had high hopes as he pressed on into the main part of the house. Charlie followed, hiding behind Rick's back as they entered the voluminous hall and they stared around at the vast hallway, Rick's eyes were drawn to the large staircase leading upwards, `that's where the bedrooms are,' he thought smiling to himself. The huge hall had some items of furniture, all covered with dusty looking cloths that Rick knew he could put to a different use if necessary. Cobwebs hung down everywhere and Rick was hopeful of finding a better place to wash the dust and webby strings that were coating his and Charlie's bodies. Rick checked the first door he came too, the room beyond was in darkness, its shutters closed to the outside light, dimly he could see more cloth covered furniture and a ghostly reflection from what looked like a mirror over a fireplace. The other rooms off the hall were much the same, the only difference being the shapes of the covered furniture. Even with eyes growing accustomed to the gloom Rick refrained from exploring the rooms, his mind was concentrated on one thing, finding a suitable place to fuck Charlie. For his own part Charlie had followed Rick close, he was both worried and elated about this part of his adventure; he was sure it was wrong to have broken into the big house but his sense of adventure was piqued and with Rick beside him, well more in front of him he felt safe and excited. Rick placed his arm across Charlie's shoulders and pulled him round, "Exciting huh?" he chuckled and then bent down to kiss him, as he did so he slid his hand down Charlie's back and gently slid his finger in Charlie's boy pussy, feeling the heat and the wetness that was his sperm. Charlie felt the finger probe inside him but it did not touch the special spot and as the finger was withdrawn, Charlie felt strange, he wanted the finger to stay inside him; no not the finger, he trembled as the thought entered his mind; it was not the finger he wanted, he really wanted Rick's cock inside him and he shivered with frightened expectation. "Let's try upstairs," suggested Rick and together and still naked they started up the grand wooden staircase. Rick ignored the ornate carvings on the stairs, his mind was still on the one subject and he hoped that behind the rows of closed doors on the first floor he would find what he wanted. The first door he opened proved fruitless, again he found dusty covered furniture but no bed; the other rooms were the same. He tugged Charlie back to the staircase and pushed on upwards. The second floor was darker somehow and the carpet deeper and Rick's hope rose higher. The first room excited him, he could see the bed, even in the dim light but when he got closer it was bare. A grand fourposter with columns that reached from the floor to the ceiling but there was just bare board, no mattress, no pillows, no sheets or cover. Frustrated he quickly searched the wardrobes and cupboards but the room was totally empty. Charlie stood in the doorway, he could not understand why Rick was searching the room frantically and he stood half in and half out of the room. The next two rooms were similar, bare bedsteads, one of them gleamed dully through the dust and cobwebs that coated the brass rails and base; again deserted shelves and cupboards. Another door led to a bathroom, cold and empty, the greywhite bath standing proud and desolate in the tiled room, a little light reflecting in the large mirrors that hung on the walls. Rick tried the taps, the water first brown once again cleared like the sink downstairs, the clear water gurgling back down the wastepipe, leaving a glimmer of white showing through the dust where the water sluiced the debris away. The landing turned now, Charlie looked over the ornate railings, looking down at the ghostly looking hall, now so far below and moved closer to Rick. He opened the next door, it swung almost silently open, a bare whisper of sound as the door gaped wide to reveal another dimly lit bedroom. The huge fourposter against the wall was as impressive as the first but this time Rick, breathed a deep sigh; this time the bed had a cover and what looked like pillows under it. It also had heavy looking curtains that hung down either side of the tall posts. Rick quickly crossed to the bed, the mattress was soft yet firm and apart from the dust on the cover the bed appeared clean; when he pulled the heavy material back the sheets were unsullied and there was only a slight smell of mustiness. Crossing to one of the windows he swiftly tugged at the wooden shutters; they swung back with an aged creaking sound and a dim light lit the room. Outside he could see the rain still falling down; it fell on the large overgrown garden that the window overlooked. The second shutter revealed the balcony that ran alongside the outside of the bedroom, he tried the door, once unlocked it opened stiffly but the entering cold damp air against his skin made him quickly close the door and lock it again. Instead he rolled back the heavy nets to allow more light in the room. Charlie was watching him from the doorway, his pale skin now streaky with dust and cobwebs gleamed dully in the extra light. "C'mon let's explore," Rick insisted, yanking open a wardrobe door. Hanging from the rack were a number of garment covers, they appeared to have something inside them. Rick quickly checked and found they contained old fashioned suits, one of which was a dress suit judging from the silken line that shone down the line of the trousers. Rick closed them back up. The next wardrobe opened up into a dressing room, lined with more doors which when unbolted revealed other items of clothing. Rick tried another door, this time it revealed a fully tiled bathroom that contained a huge enamelled bath; the pan and the sink in the room matched the bath. In one corner stood a brass cylinder it gleamed brightly, especially when Rick opened the full length shutters, allowing more light into the large bathroom. Rick caught sight of himself in the mirror that ran the entire length of one side of the room; he noticed his body too was streaked with dusty trails and cobwebs. Charlie had followed him into the bathroom and was also exploring, he opened the cupboards under the sink and showed Rick the large pile of towels that were stacked inside. Further cupboards revealed other washing impedimenta, soaps, loofahs, brushes, sponged, odd shaped bottles with perfumed aromas, but to Rick's nose they were not sweetly feminine odours, `more manly smells,' Rick decided. He approached the cylinder, underneath it was a strange contraption; Rick bent close to look and caught another smell, one he recognised. Kneeling down he checked, it was some form of heating device for the water and as he shook the object he could he the sloshing sound, `it has some sort of fuel,' he thought excited and hoped that it would work. A metal box lay on the floor beside the burner, thrilled Rick discovered the box contained matches and some long spills, all appeared dry. He unclipped the dry wick from the burner and opening the fuel container dipped the wick material inside, it quickly absorbed the liquid. He replaced the damp wick back in its place and tentatively struck a match and lit one of the long tapers. He dabbed the taper along the length of the wick; to his delight the wick caught, it flickered several times and then as capillary action took place it burned bright and steady. As the burner heated the cylinder, Rick found some sponges and cloths and he and Charlie cleaned the bath. Rick found some sort of shower attachment by the end of the bath. After examining it he depressed the trigger mechanism several times and was rewarded with a whooshing sound and then as he continued to plunge the trigger up and down a flow of water spouted from the attachment. Turning off the shower, he built up the pressure and once the trigger became solid he tried the shower again and this time a better spray of water splattered forth. Rick now checked the brass cylinder; it was just warm to the touch. He turned to Charlie who had been watching him with interest, "Let's eat," he grinned and headed out the door. After Rick had returned with his pack he found Charlie had placed a pile of towels by the cylinder where the burner was, he realised it was also heating the room. Together they sat watching the bluish flames as they ate the sandwiches and swigged down the juice Rick had brought with him. Relaxed they talked about the pond they had been making and Rick promised to help improve Charlie's swimming when the sun had returned, then Rick checked the cylinder, it was much warmer. Grinning he ran the bath, slinging in a number of the brushes and sponges and loofahs and adding in some of the liquids, a bubbly lather formed and a nice aroma perfumed the air. Rick picked Charlie up and swung him round and dropped him into the bath before climbing in himself. The bath was huge, they could both lie flat out and even Rick's feet could not touch the end. "I could almost swim in this," grinned a soapy lathered Charlie and then "Gughheh," as Rick pushed him head down under the warm water. First they rolled and splashed around and then they scrubbed each other, relishing the warm if not hot water and the warmth of the room as the burner continued to heat the water and the bathroom. Charlie enjoyed the rough feeling of the loofahs against his skin as Rick gently scrubbed the dirty dusty streaks and cobwebs away. In turn Charlie washed Rick, taking particular care of his cock as Rick instructed him in how to clean him. Once they were clean, Charlie lay between Rick's legs, almost floating as he sucked gently at the pulsing teen rod. Rick stoked Charlie's damp hair, for a moment he considered fucking him in the bath, `there's more than enough room,' he smiled to himself but as his cock grew harder and harder in Charlie's mouth he knew it was time to fuck the boy again. "Stand up," he told Charlie and using the shower they flushed the bubbly lather of their bodies, the shower gave an adequate spray to clean off the still bubbling suds. "Out now," he commanded, Charlie quickly obeyed and standing by the burner they towelled each other dry. Rick let the now cobwebby and dust dirty water out and used the shower to help clean the bath. The burner was now turned off and Rick placed the damp towels on top of the cylinder to get them dry and to try and keep the water warm for as long as possible. He led Charlie towards the bed and lifted him up onto the soft sheets. Charlie lay in the middle of the large bed, his small frame lost in the huge fourposter and looked up at Rick as he climbed onto the bed and placed himself between Charlie's open legs. Charlie tensed slightly and bit his lip with his upper teeth, he knew what was going to happen next and part of him was desperate and another part of him was worried. Rick bent over him and kissed him, the now familiar taste and smell of Rick's body wafted over him and his mouth opened readily to take Rick's probing tongue. Their tongues duelled for a short time and then Rick kissed down Charlie's naked body, pausing to suckle at his tiny boy buds on his chest, making Charlie gasp as he softy bit them with just his lips. Rick's tongue now tickled down his chest across his tummy, dipping in and flickering across his belly button before kissing down to his hard boy cocklet which was straining to get inside Rick's mouth. Rick did not disappoint as his mouth closed over the slim pencil of boy dick and the wondrous tongue, slid and slathered around Charlie's pink tip, nibbling at the tiny boy slit. Charlie moaned and writhed and lay back on the bed as Rick sucked him quickly now to a so pleasant dry cum. The warm wet mouth was then withdrawn and Charlie's eyes opened wide as he felt the wet warmth pulsing at his bumhole, `Why does Rick call it my boypussy?' Charlie asked himself as he felt his boy lips open wide. "Ooohhhhh," he groaned and the goosebumps rose all along his skin. End of Part Four (I hope you have enjoyed this part of Charlie's journey and if you like this then why not look at the rest of my stories; VanTZBoi on nifty's list of prolific authors. Comments if any to lostinspace1966@protonmail.com Till next time – Van T Z Boi)