Date: Tue, 22 May 2007 12:46:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Along Came Justin (7)

   As the weeks moved along, I continued to seize any opportunity to spend
time with the nubile Justin, and, whenever possible, to indulge his
enthusiastic wishes to enjoy our little naked games. I was pleasantly
surprised at his open willingness to instigate this activity, and equally
as pleasantly surprised at his seemingly non-existent inhibitions, given
his tender age. I had lost count of the number of times when we would
embark on some adventure, be it a movie, or an afternoon at the park, or a
window shopping trip to the mall, always replete with a long visit to the
video arcade within, when Justin would seem to suddenly lose all interest
in whatever we had been doing, and express his desire to return to my
condo, and more of our naked games, as he had come to refer to them with
wicked little giggles, and grins.

   I, of course, would all but insist that we stay for the end of the
movie, or another set of one-on-one at the park, or whatever, an act that
always earned me a trumped-up scowling expression, frequently accompanied
by a playful cuff to my arm, as he scolded me for my mock resistance to his
many boyish charms. My feigned protests were, of course, totally bogus, and
in a matter of seconds we would be on our way toward much more private
adventures back at my place.

   While not necessarily a constant in our play, I did maintain a
reasonably frequent component of digitally stimulating his cute little
pucker as part of our games, and again to my delight, and surprise, he had
eagerly accepted my doing so, even to the point of at times grasping my
wrist, and guiding me in that general direction himself on more than one
occasion. It was clear that the added stimulation of having his grape-sized
prostate massaged at the same time that I sucked his rigid little stanchion
pleased him greatly, as it did me, both in the highly intimate act itself,
and the surprisingly copious ejaculate of creamy boy nectar that it seemed
to always produce.

   I was, in fact, happily administering just such carnal delights to the
little cutie at this very moment, him being deliciously sprawled all naked
across my bed, while I made loud slurping noises as my drooling mouth
glided along his rigid little erection, at the same time that my middle
finger probed his tight little asshole. He was squirming all over the
place, small mews of pleasure pouring forth from the oval of his lush
mouth, as he bucked his hips, rhythmically driving his very erect boy cock
in and out of my mouth while I repeatedly stabbed my finger at his small
prostate.

   Sensing that he was rapidly approaching his boiling point, I let his
penis slip from my mouth, and lowered my head slightly, then extended my
tongue to lap across his tight pouch, before capturing the silky sac fully
into my mouth. I sucked gently on his balls, working the tip of my tongue
against each grape sized nugget, as I eased my finger from his tightness,
and rubbed it over his pucker, letting him cool slightly. He groaned loudly
as my finger popped from his hole, and I could hear him gasping, as he took
in large gulps of air, his slender hips thrusting upward as if in search of
the lost contact with his glistening wet penis. I let go of his scrotum,
and dipped lower still, sliding my tongue over his pink little wrinkle
several times, before tightening it, and pushing it inside him as far as I
could. I closed my fist around his erection, and stroked it rapidly, as I
drove my tongue into his amazingly tight rectum, and he squealed loudly
above me. The awkward position didn't allow me to continue for long, so I
withdrew my tongue, and once more took his oozing boyhood into my mouth. I
sucked him, savoring the tart taste of his leaking fluids, and reached out
to dip my fingers into the jar of lube that sat on the night stand, then,
eased my middle finger back inside his clinging sheath. I got a rhythm
going, matching my sucking to my finger-fucking him, and concentrated on
coaxing my creamy reward from the delicious lad, as he resumed his hip
thrusts, meeting my assaults with perfect timing, as he continued to emit a
steady cadence of grunts, and squeaks.

   My finger again located his sweet spot, and I pressed into the firm
gland, moving my finger against it, as I moved my mouth over his pulsing
boyhood, and he groaned louder still, and thrust strongly upward, as his
shaft spasmed in my mouth, and erupted. The first strong volley of his warm
cream jetted into my throat, and I gulped it down, as I withdrew slightly,
catching the following pellets of his nectar on my tongue as he spurted a
total of four thick torrents before his ejaculate turned to dribbles, and
his penis began to wilt in my mouth. I continued to suckle him, my finger
still pressed firmly into his gland, and he shuddered strongly, his slim
body quivering, as the last strains of the orgasm passed through him. With
a final strong shake of his body, he went slack, and sagged against the
mattress, as I eased my finger from his tight grip, and let his shrinking
boyhood slip from my mouth. I sat up then, and leaned over him to brush my
lips against his soft, flushed cheek, and he grinned meekly at me, his head
rolling on pillow, as he said, still quite breathless,

   "Oh man...that felt SO awesome...I really like you playing with both parts
of me at once...it makes some really big cums for me!"

   I chuckled, and made a big show of smacking my lips, and rolling my
tongue over the roof of my mouth, as I nodded, and told him,

   "Indeed it does, hot-stuff....that was really a lot of your creamy honey,
for sure...and, I can't wait to see how much you are going to make the next
time!"

   He giggled, and even blushed slightly, as he dropped his gaze down to my
lap, and settled it on my very rigid erection where it pulsed off my
groin. He reached out his hand, and closed his fist around my shaft, making
me draw in a sharp breath, as I looked down, savoring the image of his
youthful hand fisting my erection. His eyes shifted to meet mine, and he
giggled again, as he muttered,

   "This looks like its ready to make big squirts too...and I want to see
that, so come on, Rob...move up here and lie down, okay?"

   The words had barely escaped his mouth when I was flat on my back beside
the boy, with my arms tucked in behind my head, and my legs splayed, my
cock lying rigid along my abdomen, as Justin maneuvered his lithe body, and
lay his head on my stomach, as he once more closed his fist around my cock,
and began a steady up and down pumping. He had been exactly right, of
course, all of the playing with him, and the sucking of his incredible
young tool leaving me right at the boiling point, and, as he manipulated my
pulsing cock, I knew it was going to be quick. Up and down he went, his
thumb deftly sliding over the oozing head repeatedly, sending multitudes of
shivers through me, as my balls began to tingle in that all too familiar
way, and I reached out my hand to stroke the silky smooth skin of his back,
and grope the taut mounds of his pretty little ass. I groaned, tensing
against the urge to erupt, as Justin slid his tongue out, and lapped at the
head of my cock several times, then, closed his full, pouty lips over just
the head, and sucked strongly. He licked all along the shaft, moving down
to the base, then, trailed his tongue back up the other side, once more
capturing the head between his soft lips as he sucked again, and I gasped
his name in warning as my balls drew up, and exploded. I felt the rush of
my ejaculate streak through the length of my cock, just as the boy reacted
to my warning, and pulled his head back, releasing my erupting cock from
his mouth. The force of my first emission jetted strongly from my slit, and
painted fully across Justin's face, leaving a long, thick rope of creamy
semen clinging to his rosy cheeks, and lips, as the second, third, and
forth ropes ejected, again streaking over his surprised face, and finally
the final drizzles oozed out, draining down to coat the back of his hand
that still continued to pump my deflating penis with steady strokes.

   He let go then, and sat up, turning toward me, and I grinned at seeing
the sticky trails of my cum streaked across his sweet face, and I chuckled,
as gravity had its way with him, causing large drips of the thick goo to
drip from his chin onto his smooth chest. He swiped at his face with his
hand, the, wiped the hand on the sheet, making a funny little face as he
did it, and giggling. Looking at me then, he blushed prettily, and said,

   "Wow, you for sure were really ready...man, that was, like, totally
amazing!"

   I laughed, and reached out to eradicate another trail of semen off his
cheek, and nodded, as I told him,

   "Yup, pretty amazing, for sure...that's how good you do that to me,
Champ...and I gotta tell you, it is, definitely, amazing...every time!"

   After a bit of cuddle time, which somehow evolved into a somewhat
hysterical tickling match which all but destroyed the already rumpled bed,
Justin and I shared a nice shower, and, even though the event was mostly
benign, I very much enjoyed lathering his glistening naked body while he
squirmed and giggled, insisting that I was still tickling him, even though
I really wasn't trying to. Watching his cute little penis flop around
between his slender legs as he squealed and squirmed, and the delicious
sight of his pert little buns flexing was well worth the effort. Out of the
shower, I patted him dry with a fluffy towel, then, lightly slapped his
curvy little ass, telling him how cute it was, as he bent slightly from the
waist, and wiggled it at me, while emitting yet another burst of his
girlish giggles. I stood, and moved off toward the kitchen, with Justin in
hot pursuit, already asking me what kind of soda's, and snacks I had on
hand. I chuckled, thinking how typical that was of one his age, that the
minute his focus shifted away from his stiff little boyhood, it
automatically centered on food, and drink.

   In the kitchen, I rummaged the cupboards, lining up several choices of
chips, and crackers on the eating bar, then retrieved some cheese from the
refrigerator and sliced it, adding that plate to the selection on the bar,
then grabbed a couple of Cokes, and set one in front of Justin. He popped
it open, and upended the can, quickly gulping down about half the contents
in one long pull. I watched his just developing Adam's apple bob up and
down as he swallowed, then let my gaze sweep across his slim torso, and
rest on his soft little penis, where it lay quietly atop his plump
scrotum. I felt a familiar stirring in my crotch as I savored the sculpted
contours of his perfect little boyhood treasures, and, as he lowered the
Coke back to the bar, he caught me perving him. He looked at me for a
second, then, glanced down, following my stare to his penis, and he
actually blushed brightly, as he twisted his little butt on the bar stool,
turning away from me, and hiding his treasures modestly, as he squeaked,

   "Oh jeez...I know...it's really all little now...jeez!"

   I chuckled, surprised by his sudden display of embarrassment, given that
we had been naked together for nearly two hours now, playing at our naked
games, and even showering together. The idea that the boy was now blushing
modestly simply because his penis was flaccid, and small struck me as
laughable, to say the least. Adding to the irony of that reaction was the
fact that when he had busted me looking, I was actually thinking to myself
how perfectly delicious his tiny boyhood had looked in that state, and how
wonderful the ways of Mother Nature were in turning something so small and
delicate into a fully functional, and quite demanding instrument in mere
seconds, assuming the proper administration of the slightest stimulation. I
shook my head in wonder, and quickly moved over to Justin, gripping his
shoulders, and spinning him to face me. He looked up at me, a sheepish
expression on his sweet face, as the pink tint glowed hotly on his smooth
cheeks, and I held his gaze, as I told him,

   "Justin, just relax Buddy...it is perfectly normal for it to be small in
repose, you know...just like mine is...they all are, pretty much,
actually...and I was actually just thinking how very pretty your penis is
like that...besides, we both know how nice and big and hard it gets when it
counts, right?"

   He smiled coyly, giving a barely perceptible nod, as he moved his legs
apart, and kind of thrust his hips forward. He looked down at his equipment
briefly, then, up at me again, as he squeaked,

   "Really...?...you like me this way, too...?...your not just saying that?"

   I chuckled again, and nodded my head, as I reached down to gently grasp
his penis between finger and thumb, and give it a small squeeze, as I
answered,

   "Yes, I very much like you this way too, and I am not just saying it to
make you feel better...you have a very pretty penis, little this way, or all
hard and big, and you should always feel proud of it, okay?"

   He nodded again, once more casting his eyes to his lap, where I still
held on to his boyhood, rubbing it, as it thickened in my grip, and
inflated quickly, until I was once more holding his turgid four inches in
my closed palm. Justin watched, seemingly fascinated, as his penis swelled
and lengthened in my grip, then giggled sweetly, as I stroked it several
times, then let it go. He splayed his legs a bit wider, proudly displaying
his pulsing erection, and the blush drained from his cheeks, replaced by
his now proud and stunning grin. I chuckled, and told him,

   "There, you see...problem solved, just like that...now you are my big guy
again...and, don't you just look delicious too...in fact, I think I'd much
rather eat you, than any old cheese and crackers!"

   That flippant remark produced a giggle from Justin, who then planted his
feet on the rungs of the bar stool, and tried to stand, thrusting his rigid
erection out as he flexed it so that it bounced up and down enticingly. I
watched it hungrily, then quickly stepped in front of him, as the bar stool
tipped precariously, very nearly throwing him. I reached out, and grasped
him under his arms, lifting him, as his rigid boner poked into my
stomach. The stool went over, crashing loudly on the tile floor, and I held
on to the squirming boy, taking another step toward the bar, where I laid
him out on his back, boxes of crackers and the cheese plate scattering
along the length of the bar. He squealed again, giggling wildly, as I
quickly bent over him, and grasped the base of his hard little stanchion,
circling it with finger and thumb, as I lowered my head, and slid that
pretty boy cock into my drooling mouth. His balled fists rained down on the
backs of my shoulders, as I gripped his ball pouch in my free hand, and
tugged it, as I moved my mouth over his very excited penis, sucking him as
if it were my last day on this earth.

   Very quickly, his peals of giggles gave way to a steady cadence of soft
moans of pleasure, as his lithe body relaxed under my oral assault, and he
began a gentle thrusting of his hips, matching my head movements as I
eagerly feasted on his tasty boyhood. Up and down I went, milking his rock
hard staff with my mouth, and lips, as my tongue wound around it like a
serpent, washing over the spongy head, and stabbing into the tiny slit
there repeatedly, all the while still mauling his small marbles with my
hand. Justin grunted and groaned, and I felt his fingers lace through my
hair, as his back arched up off the breakfast bar, and he gasped loudly. I
squeezed down a bit in his balls, and locked my lips firmly on the head of
his cock, and sucked, as he wailed again, and erupted, rapidly spewing his
fresh offering of creamy boy-batter into my mouth. I savored the repeated
pulsing of his thrusting penis on my tongue, and, as I eagerly swallowed
his nectar, I was once again impressed with the volume he managed to
deliver, given his last orgasm had been no more than maybe thirty minutes
ago. I continued suckling on his quickly wilting penis another minute or
so, then let it go, as I straightened up, and smiled, noting the once again
smallness of the delectable organ, the event that had been the precursor to
this delicious oral excursion just moments before. I reached out and seized
it in my fingers just behind the purple-tinted head, and gave it a light
squeeze, as I looked at Justin, and winked, then said,

   "Awww, look how cute him is...all soft, and little again...!"

   Justin took a quick glance down at his little soldier, and grinned
widely, as he shrugged a look of indifference, and replied,

   "Naa, that's ok if it is all little and soft...I don't care, cause YOU
know how to make it all big, and hard, again, and again, and...again!"

   I gave his little treasure another small tweak, then winked at him
again, as I said,

   "Indeed, little man...indeed I do know how...and WILL...again, and again,
and...again!"

(To Be Continued)
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