Date: Fri, 7 Nov 2008 13:34:56 -0800 (PST) From: Rob Hoek Subject: Boy at my Door (2) Boy at my Door By Storyguy22 (2) Reaching my bedroom, Nolan hopped up onto my bed, his cute little butt perched at the edge of the mattress. He leaned back, propping himself on his bent elbows, and I stood there looking hungrily at his naked beauty. I think some part of me was still in shock making it difficult for me to believe that I actually had this gorgeous fourteen year old boy in my house, much less naked, and lying on my bed. I let me eyes travel slowly over him, and I was again struck by his slim smoothness, the only real evidence of hair growth being the tuft of dark pubes at the base of his sculpted boyhood. Speaking of which, it was now flaccid but still certainly of ample dimensions for his tender age. It lie in repose atop his plump scrotum, the helmet knob of it now a healthy pink tone as opposed to the slightly purple hue it had assumed in erection. I felt my mouth fill with saliva as I vividly recalled the feel of its earlier stiffness sliding in and out of my drooling mouth, and the delicious bursts of his creamy nectar ejecting over my taste buds, and I very much wanted to have that experience again. My own cock was so rock hard the throbbing sensation that coursed through it reminded me of the worst tooth ache of my life, and the nearly obscene way it was poking at the front of my sweat pants was clearly not lost on Nolan. Those dark and mysterious eyes of his were dead-locked on my protrusion as he sat there, and I saw his pink tongue slide forward to run over his lush lips. I inched a bit closer to the bed, and his eyes shifted up to meet mine. A coy little smile turned up the corners of his mouth, and he said softly, "Wow, Rob...you're...uh...you must be...really big...!" A quick flash of how big this kids own cock was likely to be when he reached my age ran through my mind, and the thought made me smile as I replied, "I don't lay claim to any gold star in the size department kiddo...certainly not in any way that you easily could, even now...but thanks...the truth is that big or not, it is damn sure as hard right now as I ever recall it being, and that is pretty much your fault!" He giggled, and pushed himself up into a sitting position as he extended a thin arm, his delicate fingers inching toward my aching bulge. His eyes rolled up again, and he shyly asked, "Is it okay of I...touch it...?" Is it okay, I thought...shit...would it be okay if I won tonight's lottery draw...?...keeping my reply brief, and succinct, I answered, "I think I might die if you don't Nolan." Still a bit tentative, his hand inched closer to my pulsing protrusion, and I felt my knees go rubbery as his smallish hand closed around my shaft and then squeezed it. "Oh man...!" Nolan hissed softly. "Yes Nolan...God...oh man, indeed!" I croaked hoarsely, my heart rate immediately doubled, at least. "It is...man...it is, like, seriously hard...jeez!" I closed my eyes, tiny bright dots of color exploding behind my eyelids as the boy carefully moved his fist up and down, stroking my very much overloaded cock, and I struggled against the urge to jump the boy, and simply have my way with him. Another few up and down pumps, and I suddenly felt the cooler room air wash over my groin a Nolan pulled the front of my sweats outward, and then down, freeing my rigid erection. My eyes flew open, and I looked down just in time to see the boy's fingers wrap around my shaft as he muttered, "Jeez...oh my God...this is so awesome...!" Happily I silently seconded that remark, and I felt suddenly dizzy, my racing pulse making me light headed. I also realized that I had at some point stopped breathing, so I sucked in a deep breath, exhaling it as I told him, "Oh Nolan...God baby...that feels...and looks...so very amazing!" His head nodded as he resumed stroking my rigid cock, and I had to swoon again as his free hand came up to carefully cup my dangling balls as his delicate fingers gently explored them. "It feels so hot...all hard...but soft like too...it's...really different than when I touch my own...it's pretty amazing I think...!" he chanted, his tone soft, and kind of awe struck. I think hearing the boy's reaction actually made my nearly exploding cock another degree or two harder, and I began to feel that familiar searing sensation deep in my balls as he continued to steadily stroke me, settling into a kind of rhythm that couldn't have been any better if the boy possessed a masters degree in hand jobs. I closed my eyes again, letting myself savor every nuance of his maddening touches, and as the churning in my balls swelled in intensity, I focused on it...at least I did until my focus was instantly and completely redirected to what may well have been the most exquisite sensation I had ever experienced in my life. As my already over-taxed brain registered a brand new sensation of intense pleasure, my eyes popped open and I looked down, my equally over-taxed heart nearly exploding in my chest as I saw, and felt, the stunning boy close his warm, wet mouth over my throbbing erection as his slender fingers continued their delicate fondling of my aching balls. "AHHhhhh Nolan...OHhhh Goddamn...!" I grunted through tightly clenched teeth. I heard him gag as he went too deeply, and he pulled back a bit before gamely trying it again, and in a matter of seconds he had it, his butter-soft mouth gliding along my erection with surprising deftness. His dark topped head bobbed steadily, and the hand work he was applying to my balls combined with visual of this sweet teen boy slobbering over my cock quickly proved to be more than my rapidly waning control could maintain, and as I reflexively rocked up onto my tip-toes, I felt the wave break somewhere deep inside me, and my hands shot out of their own volition to grip his bobbing head. My hips bolted forward as my cock spasmed, swelling thicker still in his velvet mouth for an instant before it erupted in an orgasm so intense I feared that my balls themselves might eject into his sweet mouth. Poor Nolan...no way in hell could he have been ready for the explosion of man-cum that I delivered him, and he choked and gagged repeatedly as he gamely hung in there, my massive load escaping the corners of his flooded mouth, and dribbling from his nose as his gagging reflex sent the thick substance into his nasal passages. Tears streamed from his dark eyes, and I saw his Adam's apple bob repeatedly as he struggled to swallow the seemingly endless ejaculate I was spewing into his mouth, and he finally had to give it up. He pulled back, my still shooting cock popping out of his mouth, and the last couple of offerings I spewed streaked across his sweet face, leaving long trails of the stuff dribbling down his cheeks as he coughed, and gulped in air like a fish out of water. Finally it ended, and I searched his painted face, fully expecting to see my toenails somewhere in the trails of cum that covered him. I was gasping, my heart hammering madly in my heaving chest, and in my utter exhaustion, I simply crashed forward, landing on the bed along side the still huffing and stunned boy. He looked at me, those long eyelashes fluttering rapidly as he continued to swallow rapidly. I gave him a lopsided grin, still too spent to speak, and then I reached out to wrap the boy in my arms, and pull him in close. I hugged him, my tongue swiping at the trails of my semen on his cheeks and mouth, and I pressed my mouth to his small ear, and managed a breathless, "Ohhhh baby...OH...My...God...!" (To Be Continued) Storyguy22@yahoo.com