Date: Wed, 5 Oct 2005 13:53:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Desolation Valley (6)

   It got quiet then, and we just sort of stayed like that, looking at each
other. Skip was still on his knees, kind of in between my knees, where I
still sat on the rock ledge. My mind was racing, filled once again with
amazement at having just administered yet another blow job to my best
bud. Jeez. Bet, or no bet, I realized that I was seriously getting hooked
on this, and liking it, no less. I wondered what he was thinking, and
looked down, just in time to see his eyes focus on the throbbing boner that
was waving around at my groin. His eyes narrowed slightly, and I watched,
frozen in time, as his hand slowly traveled up the inside of my thigh. I
shuddered, his touch felt so awesome, and he just kept his fingers climbing
my leg, until they grazed lightly against my ball sac. I held my breath,
staying rock still, as he opened his palm, and ever so gently hefted my
aching nuts in his hand. He cradled the taut bag, hefting slightly, then,
closed his fingers around the whole thing, gently tugging, and rolling my
balls with his fingertips.

   Unable to stop myself, I groaned softly, and he repeated his motions,
again fondling my swollen balls. His eyes never wavered, stoically focused
on my center, as if debating with himself regarding his next move, if
any. I saw him inhale a deep breath, hold it, then release it slowly, as
his hand released my ball sac, and lifted slightly, his fingers gently
closing around my granite hard cock. I groaned softly again, and leaned my
back against the rocks, lifting my hips slightly. Skip's eyes remained
locked onto my turgid erection, and his hand began stroking my shaft up and
down slowly. I groaned again, loving the sensations that his touch sent
coursing through my body, clearly recalling the time that he had jacked me
off in the tent, and I silently prayed that he would do it again.

   I was almost afraid to breathe, fearing that my slightest movement would
suddenly shatter the moment, and make Skip realize what he was doing, and
stop. He continued his rythmatic stroking on my cock, and my heartbeat
pounded inside my head. I gulped, and rolled my head back onto the rock, my
balls singing with electric charges as he rubbed the length of my cock. I
shuddered again, feeling my cock spit a drizzle of precum, and I heard a
small groan from Skip. He shifted his position below me, and I opened my
eyes, then opened them as wide as saucers, as I watched, incredulous, as he
rose fully up on his knees, and leaned over my crotch, his head lowering
very slowly toward my turgid cock.

   I froze, totally still, my pulse racing through my veins, and emitted a
long, slow, moan of total pleasure, mixed with my utter disbelief, as Skip
opened his mouth, and slid the entire length of my hammering cock
inside. He hit bottom, and gagged, suddenly pulling back, to open his mouth
and cough slightly, before once again moving down to my lap, and engulfing
my cock. I shuddered strongly, my every nerve ending singing, as his warm
mouth surrounded my pulsing cock, and he added some pressure, suction, and
began moving his head back and forth over me. My balls were on fire,
screaming loudly with the threat of instant explosion, and I fought the
incredible urge to let go, and blow my load that very instant, so intense
were the feelings from his sucking me. Over and above the intense physical
joy I was receiving, my mind was reeling from the very idea of who, and
what, was taking place, and I very nearly lost it again, when his hand
again latched onto my balls, and toyed with them in sync with his sucking
motions.

   I forced myself to stop thinking, and gave myself over to the pure joy
of him sucking me, coupled with the unbelievable sensations emanating from
my aching balls, and in a very short time, I was there, my balls drawing
tight, and my shaft thickening in his warm, slippery mouth. I groaned
loudly, and muttered his name, trying to warn him, but before I could
muster anything intelligible, I erupted, my cock jerking, and pumping jet,
after jet, of my cum into his mouth, as I groaned, and thrust upward,
driving my spitting cock even deeper into his mouth. He started to pull
away, then stopped, and gamely stayed with me, gagging, and choking around
my pulsing shaft, until I was drained, and sagged back onto my rock perch,
gasping for breath.

   Skip let go of my wilting cock, and rocked back on his heels, his face
very flushed, and tears drooling from his watery eyes. I watched him, my
chest heaving, as I gulped air, and he swiped his forearm over his slightly
puffy lips. He coughed again, and finally lifted his eyes to meet my own, a
slightly dazed, and sheepish look on his cute face. Unable to speak, I
looked into his eyes, and slowly shook my head in wonder, and his look
turned more serious, as he said softly, "Jeez, Robby....that was, like, a
freeking gusher, Dude!" I nodded, a grin breaking over my face, and Skip
slowly shook his head from side to side, wordlessly expressing his own
disbelief, as he struggled to his feet, and plunged head long into the
water, leaving me basking in the sweet afterglow of the most intense
feeling of my life.

   I stayed put on the rock for a while, then, got it together, and jumped
into the lake, swimming over to where Skip was standing in waist deep
water. I swam in, and stood up beside him, both of us kind of grinning, and
giggling, and looking sort of sheepish. Not really sure of his mood, I gave
him a light punch on the shoulder, smiled, and said, "Your awesome, Dude,
you gotta be, like, the best Bud, ever." He smiled back, and blushed really
cute, and answered, "Yea, pretty much, huh, I mean, like, no bet, or
anything!" I giggled, and said, "Yea, well, if you ever do want to make a
bet for...that...I'll be sure to lose, ok?" He giggled, and blushed some
more, then punched my shoulder, and said, "Ok, gay boy, I'll remember that,
for sure!" I stepped in front of him, and looked in his eyes, and said,
"Look, Skip, I know it's, like, all kinda weird, and stuff, but it's just
me and you, sorta dicking around, right, and it feels really awesome, so,
like, no big deal, right?" He gave that a tick, then nodded, and flexed his
hips so that our dicks touched under the water, and replied, "Well, it
feels really awesome, you got that part right, anyhow!" I grinned, and
reached my hand into the water to grab both of our dicks together, and
said, "feeling awesome made me hungry, Dude, let's go back to camp." He
looked down, watching me rub our cocks together, nodded, then said, "Yea,
camp, then dinner, and then, the tent!"

(To Be Continued)
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