Date: Mon, 27 Jun 2005 13:37:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Busboy Dreamboy (10)

I was all but pacing, as the noon hour slowly approached. Ryan had told me
that his Mom would bring him by my place "around noon", on her way to a
business appointment. I had nearly watched the hands off the clock as I
willed it move along, each waiting minute seeming more like an hour.

I had been so elated after his call last night that sleep was near
impossible, and I had tossed and turned well into the night, unable to get
the boy out of my mind. I was first surprised, then, delighted, hearing him
say that he had been pretty much dwelling on our earlier sexcapades, and
had decided that he very much wanted another experience with me! After our
discussion in the park following dinner, I had steeled myself to the fact
that he was straight, and that any further tryst with him was not going to
happen. Disappointing as that prospect was, I backed off, deciding that I
genuinely liked this kid, and, sex or no sex, I wanted us to be
Bud's. Then, right out the blue, he calls, and tells me he wants me to
"oil" him, his euphemism for what had led to our earlier intimacy. Well,
young Ryan, if more "oil" is what your sweet heart, and cock, desire, I am
definitely your man!

At long last I heard a car navigating the long drive of the estate, and I
all but ran down the stairs to the driveway. The car approached, then
stopped, and Ryan alighted from the passenger door, holding his work
uniform on a hanger in one hand. He flashed that heart stopping smile, and
mine stopped briefly, right on cue! He skirted the open door, and lasered
me with the blue pools of his eyes, a broad smile crossing his almost
pretty face. "Hey!" he chirped, and raised his palm in a high-five
gesture. I slapped his palm, grinning, I'm sure, like the Cheshire Cat, and
replied, "Hey, yourself...how's it going..?" he nodded, still killing me
with the smile, and said, "Good...it's all good!"

I chatted briefly with his Mother, assuring her that I was glad to have the
company for the afternoon, and our pool time would be sort of a going away
celebration for the end of his restaurant internship. She commented on the
rather grand ascetics of the house, and ground's, and I assured her that my
small slice of this heaven was actually the small apartment over the
garage. I explained the oft-traveled owner's situation, and her only
comment was a very succinct, "Sweet!" I chuckled, and better understood
Ryan's propensity for very brief, straight-to-the-point comments. Ryan
leaned into the open car window, briefly blessing me with a perfect
opportunity to seriously perv his cute little butt, as he pecked his Mom's
cheek, then she was off.

We climbed the stair, and I hung Ryan's things on a hook behind the
bathroom door, then, walked over to join him sitting on the sofa. I ruffled
his soft hair, grinned, and said, "Man, what a great surprise this is...I'm
really glad you decided to spend some time today, Ry!" he smiled, and a
faint blush crept over his creamy cheeks, as he replied, "Uh huh....me
too...I just...uh...like...can't seem to stop...thinking about...uh...you
know...!" I put a hand on his bare thigh, and felt an electric jolt in my
balls from the contact with his satin smooth skin. I leaned in close enough
that his boyish scent filled my senses with the wonder that is a recently
showered boy, faint traces of soap, and a mild cologne, and said, "Yea
Ryan, actually, I do know...it's about all that I've thought of too!" He
blushed a little deeper shade, and looked away from me, mumbling,
"Jeez...barely touching...even...so freeking hard...!" Hoping I had heard
right, I glanced at his crotch, and widened my smile to see his stiffened
boy meat poking outward against the snug material of the shorts he
wore. "Oh Ry....God...I know...that's how it is for me, too..!" I said, almost
groaning, as I slid my hand upward, and into his lap, gripping the hard
cock that I found there.

He groaned, and settled back against the cushions, spreading his legs
straight out in front of him, as I gently stroked his firm erection. "Oh
man....jeez...that's it...the feeling I just can't stop thinking about...!"
Still rubbing his cock, I snuggled in closer to him, and whispered, "Don't
fight it, Ry...just go with the good feelings...it's not about right or
wrong...relax, and just let me make you feel wonderful...!" He thrust his
slim hips upward a bit, pressing his hard cock against my stroking hand,
and giggled quietly, saying, "For sure you do that....best
feelings...ever...!" I chuckled, then said, "Good...perfect...it's the very
best ever...for me, too...with you...!"

I nudged against him a little, and he got it, turning slightly and moving
forward, to peel his tee shirt over his head, tossing it aside, then lying
back, his head resting on the arm of the sofa. I let my eyes wander across
his bare torso, and audibly gasped at his beauty, the creamy smooth skin,
totally unblemished by mark or hair, as he moved one hand behind his head,
exposing one luscious underarm to my hungry view. He inhaled a deep breath,
and let it go, as I ran my free hand lightly over his smooth chest, fingers
grazing his sweet nipples. He shuddered, and made small little noises that
reminded me of a cat purring, as I let my hand traverse his chest and
tummy, all the while fondling that granite hard cock, and his snug ball
sac.

I leaned into him, my lips pressing against the side of his neck, then took
a deep breath, again thrilling to the very scent of him, and I said softly,
"God Ry....your beautiful....and...you smell good enough to eat...!" He
giggled, and said, "Well.....then...?" I chuckled, and moved my head to his
chest, my tongue sliding out to lick his luscious skin there, then, lap his
puffy nipples. His fingers threaded into my hair as I suckled his nipple,
then guided me to the other one, which I lapped and sucked as well. "Oh
Man....awesome...!" he groaned, and I moved back and forth between the
stiffened nubs several times, before working downward to penetrate the tiny
cavern of his navel with my tongue tip. "Oh God...Josh....you make me so
hella crazy, Dude...damn!" I looked up at his flushed, and smiling face, and
said, seriously, "Not so crazy, Ry....just good...and...going for
wonderful..!" He nodded his head, and closed his eyes, shuddering once
again, and mumbled quietly, "Go for it Dude....oh God....yessss...!"

I shifted, and hooked my fingers into the waist band of his shorts, tugging
them downward, and said, "Hey hotstuff...lift that cute little butt up for
me...!" He groaned, and complied, and I slid the shorts down his toned legs,
and off his small feet, and tossed them, to join his tee shirt! His cock
snapped firmly against his groin, and it was my turn to let out a groan as
I looked at the wonder of him. Rock hard, and pulsing, it lay against his
abdomen, the smoothly cut head glistening slightly as his precum drooled
from the small slit. His balls appeared heavy, the twin orbs tucked snugly
between his thighs, the near hairless scrotum filled with their girth, and
weight. I leaned down, and swabbed the tight bag with the flat of my
tongue, then, probed each grape sized nugget with my tongue tip. He widened
his legs further, and a deep groan escaped from his heaving chest, as I
captured one heavy egg in my mouth, sucking it gently.

I moved back and forth between his balls, tugging gently on each, then both
at once, as my hands explored the silky hardness of his drooling cock, and
the creamy skin of his chest, and soft tummy. "Oh....Oh....jeez...!" he
chanted, and I released his sperm makers, and licked the underside of his
turgid cock from base to tip. I gripped the solid shaft in my fingers, and
rubbed the spongy, slick head back and forth over my cheek, then my lips,
as I looked into his incredible blue eyes, wide with the wonder of the many
sensations he was feeling. "Agggg.....jeez....awww....damn....!" he grunted,
and I opened my mouth, capturing the smooth head of his throbbing cock in
my lips, flicking my tongue tip over it, and stabbing into the leaking
slit. I tasted his acrid fluid as I tongue him, and my mouth filled with
saliva at the flavor of him. I slid another inch if his sweet meat into my
mouth, and raised my eyes to look up at his pretty face. Our eyes met, and
I could see the wonder, and the lust, in those blue pools, as he focused
intently on his sweet cock slowly disappearing into my drooling mouth.

Never taking my eyes off his, I slowly swallowed the whole six inches of
boy meat, until my nose was tickled by his soft pubic patch. He groaned,
and his entire body shuddered, as his eyes slowly closed, and he sighed
heavily. I withdrew to the flared tip, then, took him deep again, and
again, finding a rhythm, and sucking that delicious tool, my fingers
playing over his tight balls. He rolled his head side to side on the
armrest, chest rising and falling rapidly, as he emitted a steady chant of
small grunts and groans. I sucked him, tasting an increasing flow of his
boy honey, until his hips began to thrust, bucking his drooling cock into
my mouth, and I knew he was close. I increased my suction, and let my
fingers trail behind his balls, pressing against his perineum, then delving
into his warm cleft, my fingertip finding his tight pucker, and pressing
against it. He groaned loudly, and flexed his hips strongly, his whole body
going stiff, then his eager cock swelled inside my mouth, and erupted,
strong bursts of his incredible cumm flooding my sucking mouth over and
over, as I gulped down every precious drop, until he was spent, finished,
and sagged back onto the sofa, gasping.

I released his softening cock from my puffy lips, and dredged my tongue
over the roof of my mouth, eking out the last traces of his nectar, then
sat back, and pulled him upward, holding him close, my own chest heaving
for breath. We were quiet a while, then Ryan gave another small shudder,
and said, "You were going for wonderful.....right?.....well....THAT....was
IT...pretty much...!" I chuckled, hugging his slim body tighter to me, and
replied, "Naaaa.....that, Dude, was the warm up...!" He lifted his head from
my chest, and those blue pools locked with mine, and he said, "WARM
UP...!!?! .....Really..!" I smiled, did my lecherous eyebrow thing, and
nodded sagely, answering, "Uh Huh....really...!"

(To Be Continued)
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