Date: Sat, 31 May 2003 23:11:09 -0400 From: Chris Scapes Subject: Skateboarder Ryan: Part 5/? (B/b) NOTE: This is a fictional work and is never going to happen. It's just entertainment dude! Enjoy. Skateboarder Ryan ( Part V ) by: Chris Scapes It started out as another one of those beautiful spring afternoons. The kind the day with clear blue skies and the occasional cool breeze that makes it feel just right. The smell of freshly cut grass flowed with the wind as it brushed against my face. It was perfect weather for getting outside and having a good time. Especially when you're with your friends. And that is exactly what I decided to do that morning. Me and a bunch of the guys were out in my backyard kicking around the soccer ball for a couple hours to kill time. It was great having the guys over at my place, especially when we did something like this. You know, getting all hot and sweaty together! After as long as we had been playing, we were all getting tired. As our game progressed, my brother and Ryan came out to us from inside the house. My brother quickly tried to interrupt our game. "Hey, do you fellas mind if we play?" For the most part my friends ignored him. They knew my brother and I weren't all that great at getting along and besides, he wasn't really our age or size and so we could have hurt them in our roughhousing. I guess they got the point, as my brother and his friend Ryan decided to just sit and watch us play. Oh yes, Ryan. The thought of him watching me was great. As I played around with my friends, I tried to catch as many glimpses of him as I could. Sitting over on the picnic table, which rested in the shade of a large tree, Ryan relaxed and watched the game. As the sun moved overhead, it began to get hotter and hotter outside, I couldn't believe how much the temperature changed so fast. Good thing I had a pool! As I said, I have to admit that most of my attention was constantly diverted toward my cutie, Ryan. He sat in the shade wearing a tee shirt and cargo shorts. His skater cap aided the tree in casting a cooling shadow over his smooth young face. Ryan sat with his knees bent and his arms wrapped around them, like he was hugging himself. I thought it was strange. Ryan looked a little uncomfortable. Then, all of the sudden as these thoughts ran through my mind, someone ran into me! I opened my eyes and stared at the sky as one of my friends leaned over me. "Dude, are you alright man? You fell pretty hard there." I sat up and rubbed the back of my head. "Yeah, I'm cool. I guess I wasn't paying attention to were I was going." "No shit man! Well, I think we should call it quits for today. It's getting hot. We're all needing a shower and stuff." My bud helped me up off the ground and I wobbled over to sit next to Ryan on the picnic table. He looked at me and started to speak. "Chris, are you gonna be okay?" I looked Ryan into his deep blue eyes, which stared back at me with an expression of pure concern. I flashed him a reassuring half smile and replied. "Yeah bro, I'm cool." And with that I patted him on the shoulder and squeezed him there gently. My heart fluttered at the smile, which he so innocently flashed back at me. My friends had been leaving the backyard while that happened. "I'll see you guys later!" I said as the last of them emptied through the gate. I looked around the rest of the backyard and realized that Ryan and I were alone. "Where did my brother go?" Ryan was quick to reply. "He went to the skate shop with some friends of his. I told him I wanted to go swimming and well since you're here and all." "Well sure buddy, you can take a dip." "Yeah but Chris... I was kinda hoping you'd swim with me." I looked back at Ryan as he placed his hand on my knee. With a coy smirk on my face, I starred at Ryan. I couldn't help but think about how sweet he must look in a wet bathing suit. The water drops dripping from his body, tracing every contour of his tight athletic figure. The way the sun glistens off his smooth wet chest. In the trance that had come over me, I remembered something I wanted to ask him. "By the way dude, is everything cool with you? You looked kind of uncomfortable when I glanced over here. You know right before I got the crap knocked out of me!" Ryan giggled and leaned toward me like he was going to whisper in my ear. The bill from his skater hat brushed my hair and he began to speak, his warm breath tickling my ear. "Well Chris, I was hiding the stiffy that I got watching you play soccer with all your hot friends." And in his usual way, Ryan playfully laughed in my ear. My hand reached for his own and began rubbing it softly. Our eyes met. I traced the path between his lips and eyes over and over, reveling in his adorable face. We knew as if by instinct what to do next. Ryan and I leaned into each other's arms and started hugging. "Chris, I love the attention you give me." His arms tightened their grip around my weak and tired body. I was amazed by how quickly puberty was changing his young skater bod. Ryan was getting taller and stronger every day. I felt good being in his tight grip. All of the sudden, I felt his soothing voice reverberating in his chest. "You know man, there are other parts of me that would enjoy your attention too!" I let go and leaned back with a confused look, not sure what he meant by that. After all, we were outside in my backyard. What did he want me to do? Ryan, from his spot on top of the picnic table, looked down at his feet that were now dangling from the side. "You like my new shoes?" He was wearing those black leather Adidas with the strap that no one ever closes. Ryan wiggled his toes so I could see them pressing against their leather confines. I could tell my skater boy liked attention for his feet. I got up from the tabletop and pushed Ryan onto his back. Sure enough as he laid there and his legs dangled, there was a noticeable lump growing in his cargo shorts. Ryan folded his hands and put them behind his head. With closed eyes and a smile on his face, he looked relaxed and ready for whatever I decided to do to please him. Ryan's legs began to swing back and forth. Finally, I caught one and lifted the heel up to my belly where his foot came to rest. I began rubbing his shoe, pressing the toes gently to let them know I was coming. Ryan breathed deeply, and his penis twitched as I removed the shoe from his slender little foot. Ryan opened his eyes to watch me sniff his shoe. It smelled surprisingly good despite the heat outside. They smelled new, but it was mixed with the musk of Ryan's pubescent body. I grabbed his other foot and began massaging it was well, through the black leather casing. Ryan watched with a pleased look as I licked his shoe. My spit made the leather glisten in the sunlight which broke through the tree's limbs. Like before, I removed his shoe and started inhaling the fumes. Ryan reached down for a moment to straighten out things in his underpants. "Well dude, keep going!" Ryan smirked at me. I grabbed his foot again. My skater boy was wearing those short white socks that only come up right below the ankle. I couldn't get over how soft they were. I massaged the arch of his foot from the heel toward his toes. Ryan moaned and squirmed in delight. He spread his toes and shoved his socked foot into my face. "Suck it bro!" Ryan laughed at me in a sort of breathy stoner giggle and then sighed in pleasure. I ran my finger around his ankle until it came to rest under the elastic band at the top of his sock. I slowly pulled it off, revealing the soft white skin underneath. Ryan watched me closely, his hand still rubbing the lump in his cargo shorts. I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked his arch. Ryan moaned and smiled one of those huge ear to ear grins that I love so much. The reaction I received from my skater was totally worth the position he put me in. As I licked his feet and sucked his toes Ryan continued fondle himself through his shorts. I could see a little wet spot growing at the base of his lump. He was getting off on being the one in control and I was excited by his pleasure. I rubbed his feet some more and started making my way down his leg, massaging every muscle and tickling every little hair my fingertips could find. When I got to the bottom of his shorts Ryan reached out and smacked my hand. "I don't think so dude! It's time for a swim!" Ryan sat up and jumped off the picnic table. "There is always time for that later!" Ryan ran to the pool and started to take off his clothes, his swimming trunks were underneath. "Last one in is a rotten egg, sucker!" And with that, he jumped into the pool, splashing cold water all over me, sending chills through my hot body. Already in my soccer shorts, I ripped off my shirt and jumped in after him. Ryan was laughing and trying to escape from me. The pool water only succeeded in slowing him down as I chased. We lapped around and around the pool a couple times until I managed to dive down and grab his leg. I pulled Ryan toward me until I could grab his swimming trunks, which offered just the leverage I needed to pull him into my arms. "Now who's laughing!" I exclaimed as I pushed him underwater. Ryan bobbed back to the surface and spit water in my face. After making some smart-ass comment he splashed more water in my eyes and swam away. We carried on like this for what felt like a long time. Even though I was tired, I must admit it was a lot of fun. After a bunch of dunking and name calling, Ryan and I finally called a truce. Out of breath and energy, I swam to the side of the pool where I stretched out my arms and relaxed, the poolside holding me in place. Ryan slid through the water like a crocodile hunting down something nice to eat. When he came up to my side I couldn't help but give him a hard time. "What do you want dick? Haven't you had enough of my abuse?" "Yeah, whatever man. I let you get me." Ryan swam up beside me and laid his head on my shoulder. With my opposite hand, I reached over and patted him on the head. Ryan looked into my eyes with the most innocent look and smiled. I couldn't help but think about how cute he was. I let go of the side of the pool and wrapped my arms around him. We cuddled and I kissed him on the head. Ryan wrapped his legs around me and I pulled him closer. "Chris, I love you." "I love you too man." While Ryan laid his head on my chest, I looked up at the sky. I'll never forget how blue and pretty it looked. The sky reminded me of Ryan's eyes. I sat there thinking about how I couldn't possibly love anyone more than Ryan, my little skater stud. "You know Chris, we should probably put some sun block on or something. You don't want to look like some beach hobo. Getting all sunburnt on account of me wanting to swim with you!" "Yeah mom, whatever." "No, man. It's cool. I'll put it on you if you want." Ryan's eyes grew wide in anticipation of my answer. "Alright buddy... if you do it." Ryan cheered like a little kid who was getting a treat. "Cool! Get out and go lay on the picnic table; on your belly first." I quickly followed Ryan's orders. The air seemed so much cooler once I got out of the pool and especially once I was under the shade of the tree and laying on the table. Ryan pounced onto my back and straddled my butt. I could hear him squeezing the lotion out of the bottle. The cold lotion hit my back and sent a shiver through my body. Ryan leaned over me and whispered into my ear. "The lotion might be cold, but I'll keep you hot buddy." I'll never forget the surge of lust that shot through my body when Ryan said that to me. I wanted to throw him off my back and start humping him like an animal. His soft hands kneaded my tense muscles and golden skin. The lotion acted like a lube making his hands glide over me. In fact, I was wondering if it were really even suntan lotion! My penis got harder as my mind wandered to thoughts of Ryan's body. I could feel his junk resting against my butt crack. The water caused Ryan's shorts to stick to him. I could distinctly feel his shriveled balls and penis. The cold pool water was to blame for his balls of course. Then, as Ryan rubbed my shoulders, I began to feel his own erection growing. "Alright Chris. Time to roll over." I obeyed his command, making no attempt to hide my excitement. "Well, look what we have here." Ryan noticed my own mound. The two of us exchanged coy smiles and Ryan proceeded to spread the lotion all over my tight chest. I loved seeing how his mouth dropped slightly and his breathing deepened as his hands traveled over my torso. After a couple minutes of his groping my own studly bod, Ryan spread the lotion on his own chest. Once he was oiled up to his liking, Ryan straddled my belly and leaned over my face. "Ryan..." "No dude, shut-up!" Ryan smiled and then grabbed my hair in his hand. Immediately, he began sucking the side of my neck, right under the ear. His tender lips and soft kiss were utterly amazing. This boy was so hot it was like a new experience every time he graced me with his gentle touch and adolescent lust. I reached up and grabbed Ryan's tight skater ass. "Stop that!" Ryan smacked my hand pretty hard. "And don't touch yourself either dude!" I obeyed my skater stud's wishes. His kissing moved down my jaw line and toward my chin. Eventually, he started to bite at my lips. I stuck out my tongue hoping to make contact and Ryan did the same. Soon enough we were spit swapping and Ryan, using the lube between us, started humping my body with all his energy. The feeling of his body sliding against mine sent hormones surging through my chest and limbs. That feeling coupled with my dork's need for attention and the fear of being caught by someone made my head spin. Soon enough, too soon I might add, Ryan stopped kissing me and sat up smiling. "What's wrong dude? Keep going." I mumbled as if I was out of breath. "Nothing's wrong man. I'm cool. I just creamed my trunks!" Ryan's expression was that of a little boy who knew he had done something naughty and was proud of it. "Wait here Chris. I have a present for ya." Ryan ran into the house. I laid back on the table and closed my eyes, thinking about how I needed to cum really bad and really hard. After what seemed like a matter of moments, I felt something cold and slimy hit my face. I pulled it off and sat up quickly. It was Ryan and he had thrown his swimming trunks over my face. "Enjoy buddy! It's a little something to remember me by until next time. I gotta go, see ya." And with that, Ryan, wearing the clothes he had on before, turned and left the yard. My eyes followed his little bubble butt as he walked away and opened the gate. "Oh by the way Chris, try not to play with yourself too much while I'm not around. I promise it'll be worth it later!" As soon as Ryan was out of sight, I ran into the house to relieve a little pressure. After all, I'm only human and besides, Ryan's skater spunk was probably still wet in his trunks! TO BE CONTINUED...