Date: Fri, 4 May 2007 15:12:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: along came Justin (6)

   As the time passed, and Justin's mother came to know me beyond just
saying brief "hello's" as we encountered each other about the condo
complex, my relationship with the boy expanded beyond the secretive sexual
trysts that had been taking place behind the closed door of my apartment. I
had recently been regularly squiring him to various entertainment venues,
such as the occasional movie, or trip to the video arcade, out for pizza,
and even some venturing to the nearby local park to shoot hoops, and throw
stale bread to the gaggle of waterfowl that inhabited the large lake
there. His mother had encouraged these outings, telling me that she felt
that he needed the occasional influence of a man in his life, someone to
provide a sort of male compass for him, lest her constant maternal
influences make him too much of a "mommies boy." Little did she know just
how much "influence" I was providing him, and, that every bit of it was,
indeed, totally male.

   On this particular warm and sunny Saturday, Justin and I decided to
check out a newly opened water park over on the other side of town. It was
reputed to be one of those giant places that was replete with all things
aquatic, including a giant pool that included variable height diving
platforms, as well as a constant-surf wave pool, and any number of
variously terrifying water slides that specialized in unceremoniously
dumping its riders into the pool at the end of the death defying plummet
from the top. Mom had been given the somewhat rare opportunity to spend an
entire Saturday exploring the local malls, and stores, with some of her
lady friends, and that expedition was to be followed by a girls-night
dinner, and she all too happily entrusted Justin's well being for the day,
and evening, to me, with the agreement that I would see that he was fed his
dinner, and then see him home at nine o'clock.

   The water park turned out to be right up young Justin's alley, seeing
that swimming, and virtually anything to do with water, or beaches, was
right there at the top of his personal favorites list, and, the giant
slides were definitely the cherry-on-top, as far as he was concerned. In
the whirlwind four hours that we spent there, I am fairly certain that not
one single offered attraction was overlooked, and, more to the point, most
of them we experienced twice, minimum. Justin had a ball, his dazzling
smile painted across his sweet young face the entire time, and I delighted
in his melodic peals of giggles, and laughter, as he wildly flung himself,
and me, into all that the place had to offer. He, of course, looked
absolutely delicious, his thin material swim shorts clinging saucily to his
stunning little bubble butt, as well as the very intriguing assortment of
lumps, and protrusions at his crotch, and I spent every minute of the
afternoon sucking up the sight of his slender, and very nearly naked young
body, as he dragged me from pillar-to-post throughout the huge complex.

   By late afternoon the sun, water, and exercise had taken its toll, with
both of us fairly glowing with sun exposure, as well as feeling slightly
"pruney" from being nearly constantly immersed in heavily chlorine laden
water for a period of hours. Fun, and exciting, as the experience had been,
it was time to call it a day, and save our exposed skin from further
scorching from the late day sun, so I reeled him in finally, and told him,

   "You know, Little Dude, this is really a blast, and we will definitely
be doing this another time, but, I really think that both of us have had
about enough sun, and water, for this trip...I mean, check us out, both of
us are pretty much medium rare."

   His afternoon-long smile faded a touch, then, his eyes did a quick once
over of my pink-tinted skin, then his own, and he nodded his head, as he
looked at me in a very serious way, and replied,

   "Yea, I guess maybe so, I hate bad sunburns anyway, but, you gotta
promise that we can come here again, okay, cause this place really rocks!"

   I chuckled, nodding in the affirm to his enjoiner, as I reached out to
ruffle his damp hair, saying,

   "Scouts honor, Champ, we will absolutely do this again, and soon, I
promise...now, lets go round up our towels and stuff, and head home...we
need to shower off all this chlorine first, and then, we can go out to
dinner, or order something in, whatever you prefer, okay?"

   He brightened then, the dazzling smile returning, as he nodded his
agreement, then, turned, and hurried off in the direction of where we had
left our gear, as I followed, my eyes boring into the firm little mounds of
his sweet butt, and the smooth backs of his hairless legs. After packing
our spent water bottles, and the miscellaneous lotion and cream products
that we had brought along into my small sport bag, we doffed our sandals,
and headed to the gigantic parking lot at the park exit. Reaching my car,
we boarded, and I pointed it toward home, as Justin fiddled with the radio
until he found something only mildly irritating that seemed to please his
electic tastes, then, settled back into his seat. He lifted his cute little
butt up off the seat, and tugged at the leg hems of his still wet trunks, a
maneuver that caused the thin material to mold itself to the tubular
outline of his yummy little penis, and I was unable to resist reaching
across the consol to briefly grope it, squeezing the succulent boyhood
firmly, before once more turning my attention to the road. Justin giggled,
as he settled his little ass back on the seat, and he turned toward me,
saying, a wicked little grin on his face,

   "Oh darn...now you made it go all the way hard...before it was just sort
of a little bit, but now...jeez...now I gotta stiffy!"

   Deciding that the traffic didn't really require my full attention, I
once more dropped my hand into his lap, and gripped his rigid little
soldier, and stroked it's length a few times, as Justin thrust his hips
upward into my groping hand, and giggled. Reluctantly, I let him go, as I
again focused on my driving, as I told him,

   "Nothing wrong with a stiffy, Justin, in fact, I really kind of like it
being like that, and, if you want it to go down after we get home, then I
will happily take care of that for you, but right now, I better pay
attention to my driving."

   He giggled, moving his own hand into his tented lap, and he rubbed his
stiff boner a few times, then let it go, as he grinned over at me and said,

   "Cool...can you, uh, maybe drive faster, then?"

   I laughed, and shook my head at his precociousness, and told him,

   "Nope, I am not going to chance an accident, so, you will just have to
wait, and suffer with that cute boner a bit longer."

   He faked a pouty expression, as he again thrust his little butt forward,
tantalizing me with his protruding penis, as he mumbled quietly,

   "Whatever...fine...but this would a lot more fun, I bet..."

   He had me there, absolutely, so I made no reply, but simply pressed
slightly harder on the accelerator, suddenly not feeling nearly as
concerned about a possible accident.

   Finally reaching the condo complex, I landed the car in my stall, and we
got out, then, walked past the pool area to my door. I unlocked it, and we
went inside, and the second the door closed behind me, I bent down, and
scooped the little imp into my arm, as he squealed and giggled, his fists
hammering on my chest, as I carried him into my bathroom, where I set his
little butt down on the vanity countertop. Turning, I reached into the
oversize shower stall, and turned on the water, getting it adjusted to nice
warm temperature. I moved back to Justin then, and leaned into him,
pressing his slender body back against the mirror, as I leaned my face
close to his, and stabbed my tongue inside his ear, causing him to giggle,
and squirm, which aided my effort in peeling his swim shorts down his slim
legs, where I let them drop to the floor. I licked the side of his neck,
while my fingers trailed lightly over his bare chest, and tummy, then, I
moved, and ever so lightly brushed his soft lips with my own, as he quickly
slid his pink little tongue out, and ran it over my lips. I let my fingers
tease at his tiny nipples, sensing them stiffen under my touch, and I
dropped my head down, and licked them, moving between them, finally sucking
each small nub in turn as he ran his fingers through my hair, and
shuddered. I bent down, and ran my tongue down his torso, pausing to dip it
into his tiny navel, then lower still, as I trailed my tongue through the
sparse growth of silky pubes that were sprinkled above his pulsing
erection. I moved my hand to his taut little ball sac then, and cupped it,
tugging it gently, as I moved to lower my warm mouth over his pulsing
erection, taking it cleanly to its base, and sucking it, as I felt the
bulbous head of it bump the back of my throat. Justin groaned above me, his
fingers tugging at my hair, as I slurped loudly on his erection, before
releasing it, and standing up in front of him. He looked up at me, an
expression of desperation painted on his face, as he realized that I was
stopping what I had started. I winked at him, smiling, and gave the helmet
of his pink little prick a firm squeeze, as I told him, meaning it,

   "Hit the showers, Champ...first...both of us smell, and taste, like a
human jug of pool chlorine!"

   He lifted his arm to his face, and sniffed deeply of his forearm,
crinkling his cute little nose as the putrid bleach odor filled his
nostrils, and he nodded then, scooting his pretty little butt off the
counter, and dropping to his feet, as he said,

  "EWww....your right...come on Rob...you can shower with me...there's,
like, tons of room in your shower!"

   I chuckled, watching his naked little butt wiggle its way inside the
stall, then, quickly peeled off my own swim trunks, and followed my
bouncing erection into the stall, pulling the glass door closed behind me.

   Moving all around under the strong spray, we made sure that each of us
got thoroughly pummeled by the spout of water, then, took our time in
soaping each nook, and crease, of each others body, our bobbing erections
dueling like swordsmen as we moved about the stall, laughing, and teasing
each others penis, and balls, with slick, soapy hands. I moved behind
Justin then, held his shoulders, turning him to face the small corner seat
that is mounted to the wall of the stall, and pressed on his back, until he
bent from the waist, and put his hands out, resting them on the small bench
to hold his weight, as I kneeled behind him. I lathered up my hands, fully
covering them in a rich coating of suds, then, gripped the twin pillows of
firm flesh that were his delicious little ass, and kneaded them, spreading
the frothy suds over his snow white globes, and letting my finger dip into
his snug little crease. I dug in deeper, and moved down its length, until
my fingertip contacted the firm little oval of his hole, and I firmly moved
the fingertip over the tight little ridges of tissue that formed his
treasure, and he groaned softly, and tensed his body, the muscles at the
backs of his legs flexing as he braced himself. I wiggled the finger around
some more, then, flexed it straight, and aimed the tip directly at the
center of his small pucker, and pressed into it. Justin sucked in a breath,
a small squeak escaping from him, as I added pressure, easing the
soap-slicked finger past his resistance, and moved it up inside him. He
went tense again, his little butt pressing back at my intrusion, and I
waited, letting him adjust some to the new sensation of being entered this
way. I could hear his ragged breathing, and I used my other hand to dip
under his middle, and grip his rigid erection, and I stroked it, as I eased
another small amount of my finger into his gripping chute. I felt his inner
muscles tighten, as they gripped my finger, almost as it pulling it deeper,
and I just went with it, easing the full length of my middle finger into
his incredible warmth, and snugness.

   I paused then, again letting him adjust, and I continued to stroke his
boyhood, the rigid shaft sliding easily in my soapy hand. After a moment, I
began slowly easing back, drawing my finger out of him, until only the
first knuckle remained. I stopped again, then, moved back into him once
more, bending my fingertip slightly, as I searched out, and found, his
small prostate. I dragged my finger over the grape-sized gland, and pressed
into it gently, and Justin jumped as if I had pinched him, his head
lifting, as he let out a long, low groan. I moved my finger back and forth
in short strokes, massaging his sensitive gland, as I picked up my pace in
jacking his pulsing boyhood, and settled into a kind of rhythm with the
twin stimulations, as his breathing became rapid, and shallow, his slim
hips beginning to buck with my rhythm. He groaned some more, and I worked
my thumb over the smooth head of his penis several times, and his hip
thrusts became short, and rapid, and I centered my imbedded fingertip in
his gland, and pressed it steadily, and firmly, as he snapped his head up,
and back, letting out a long steady groan, as his boyhood jerked in my
hand, and erupted. I kept pressing firmly on his gland, as my fist worked
his spitting shaft, and rapid jets of his creamy ejaculate spewed from his
cock, painting onto the wall, and the floor, of the shower, where it
intermixed with the soap suds, and water, before swirling away in the
drain.

   His intense orgasm finished, Justin just kind of wilted, folding his
quivering body to the shower floor, where he rolled into a kind of fetal
position, letting the water cascade over his trembling body, as he pulled
his arms and hands tightly to his chest. I dropped to a knee beside him,
and stroked his cheek, and hair, speaking softly to him about nothing,
while he came back down from the orgasm, finally going limp, as he opened
his eyes, and looked at me, blinking, before a slow, broad smile crossed
his flushed face. He blinked some more, then, swallowed a big gulp of air,
as he muttered,

   "Jeezo...man...that was, like, totally...way intense!"

   I grinned broadly, and nodded, as I reached out to draw his lithe body
to me, and I wrapped him in a huge hug, as I replied,

   "Yes, little buddy...indeed, that kind of cum is always very
special...but then, again, so are you, very special, so, it only seemed
fair, right?"

   He snuggled into me tighter, and I hugged him, as I heard him again
mumble,

   "Jeezo...!"

(To Be Continued)
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