Date: Mon, 19 Feb 2007 14:48:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Compelling Temptation (6)

   Robby and I continued to snuggle on the bed, our hands and mouths
lightly exploring each other, mixed in with some playful grab-assing, and
even a few tickles, whenever I happened upon a sensitive area of his lithe
body, an event that immediately sent the boy into fits of giggles. He was
obviously much more relaxed than he had been during our first encounter,
and it was clear that he very much enjoyed my exploring his young body, as
he willingly allowed me to guide him anyplace that I wanted to take him
with no sign of resistance, or even hesitation.

   This attitude, obviously, was a treat for me, as I reveled in the
opportunity to stimulate him in any way I could imagine, and a few that
kind of even surprised me, but then again, consider the incentive of a
naked, cute, and definitely willing, and naked, fifteen year old boy
opening himself to you this way. Wow! His favorable reaction to anything I
might do in the area of his tempting little pucker had certainly not been
lost on me, and, that didn't change this time, either, as I heard him suck
in a sharp breath, followed by a deep moan, as my finger slipped into his
warm crease, and danced lightly over his wrinkled little core. I added a
bit of pressure, pressing the fingertip against his hole, and he groaned
again, splaying his coltish legs wider, as if in an effort to aid my quest,
as I leaned into him, and lapped at his nipple with my tongue. I pressed
harder still, the tip of my finger digging past his tight resistance, as
just the tip moved into him, just barely penetrating his amazingly tight
little ring. He flinched, his back arching upward, and grunted, a sound
much different than the moan of pleasure he had emitted as I played at his
outer entrance, and I quickly withdrew, suddenly fearing that I had hurt
him, or at least caused some discomfort. I looked up at him, and winked,
muttering that I was sorry if it had hurt, and he blinked several times,
then, smiled, his shoulders tossing a small shrug, but he made no reply.

   Shifting my position, I dropped my head to his groin, and delivered
several licks to the glassy smooth head of his cock, then, trailed my
tongue along the underside of the shaft, finally lapping wetly at his plump
and hairless scrotum, and gently sucking each of his balls. The groans of
pleasure returned, and his body relaxed once more, as I worked his balls in
my mouth for awhile, then, released the smooth pouch, and ran my tongue in
behind it, pressing firmly against his perineum, and moving toward his
cleft. I got my hands behind his thighs, and lifted his legs, bending them
back, so that his pretty butt rolled upward, as I dipped my tongue into the
warm crease, and flicked it back and forth until I located the tight little
ridges of tissue that defined his small oval. I licked at it several times,
my fingers tugging his perfect mounds open, and I pulled back just enough
to savor a close-up view of his sweet spot. I gasped, the perfect shape of
it, and the amazing pink tone of it, taking my breath away, and I moved in
once more, flicking my tongue across the guarded entrance, and pressing
against it until I eased past his ring, and slid a half inch or so of my
tongue into his very core. He groaned some more, and his fists clutched at
the sheet, as I moved my tongue in and out of his warm, snug, tunnel
several times. Several minutes passed, and a dull ache had formed in my
stained jaws, so I reluctantly backed off, and resumed licking, and sucking
his balls, finally lapping my way back to the oozing tip of his sculpted
cock, which I slid deeply inside my mouth, sucking like a kid with his
favorite lollipop, as Robby continued to groan sweetly, his head rolling
side to side on the pillow under it. An idea sprang to life in my feverish
brain, and, after deep throating his pulsing boyhood, I released it, and
gripped it's amazing hardness in my fist, stroking it slowly a few times,
as I smiled at him, and asked,

   "Hey, tasty-boy...you interested in trying a little game...?"

   His eyes popped open, and he quickly glanced down to where my hand
moved, slowly and steadily, up and down his rigid shaft, then, shifted to
meet my gaze, a look of slight uncertainty crossing his nearly-pretty
face. I chuckled, passing my thumb over the wet and slippery head of his
cock, as I added,

   "Just feel-good stuff, I promise...an idea I just had...I think you will
love it, actually...if not, then it ends when you say so, ok...?"

   He shuddered as I once more thumbed the over-sensitive head of his cock,
and nodded his head, so I gave him a wink, and leaned half way across his
body to retrieve a bottle of lube from the night stand. His eyes watched
me, as I dipped my head down again to suck his oozing cock, his
almond-taste lighting off my taste buds, as I moved his throbbing erection
in and out of my mouth several times, then, backed off, taking my hand off
his cock, as I upended the lube in my other hand, and drizzled a large
portion of it over his glistening cock head. The stuff spread in reaction
to his body warmth, and drizzled down the shaft, as I again gripped it, and
moved my hand up and down, pumping his now slippery hardness, as he sucked
in air, and gritted his teeth.

   "Nice, huh...?" I said, smiling at him, and he nodded rapidly, his eyes
locked on my moving fist.

   I pumped him with a slow and steady rhythm, the sexy squishing noises of
the slick gel filling the room, and Robby arched his back, his slim hips
bucking, as he drove his rock hard cock into my grip. I brought my free
hand up, and gently cupped his scrotum, my fingers probing at his balls,
and rolling them around within the confines of the silky smooth pouch, and
he groaned, as his eyes rolled closed, and his slender body shuddered
strongly. Letting go of his sac then, I quickly added more lube to my
hands, then, resumed stroking him, as my other hand worked behind his
balls, once more probing into his crease, and spreading the lube over his
little pucker. Between my greasy fingers, and the copious helping of lube
that I was spreading into his cleft, I was sure that the earlier dryness of
my intimate probing would no longer be a discomfort for him, so I guided my
fingertip once more to press against his small opening, and added steady
pressure.

   He groaned again, and brought his feet up so that the soles were flat
against the mattress, and his knees splayed outward, as his hips lifted
slightly. I ran my thumb back and forth across the very slippery head of
his cock, distracting him slightly, as I pushed, and my finger slipped
right through his resistance, and slowly moved inside him to the knuckle. I
stopped then, holding still, as I continued to steadily stroke his pulsing
cock, and I looked at his face closely, watching, as the tension slowly
dissipated, as he exhaled, and his lithe body relaxed once more. I wiggled
my finger a little, gently easing it back and forth, moving in and out of
him, while I continued my rhythm on his drooling boyhood, and his eyes
slowly opened to look at me. He blinked, and gasped some, as I moved my
finger around, searching for his hot-button. I found it then, the small,
firm nut of his prostate, and I dragged my fingertip over it several times,
all the while maintaining my rhythm on his cock, and I watched his eyes
flutter rapidly, as his lush mouth formed a small oval, the surprise
clearly registering on his flushed face, as I worked my finger over his
sweet-spot in sync with my jacking his oozing cock.

   His hips bucked steadily, and his cock throbbed strongly in my grip, as
I paused to wiggle my finger against the small gland several times, and his
eyes went wide, as he groaned, and mumbled,

   "Ungggg....oh....jeeez...!"

   I winked slyly at his contorted face, and continued my steady onslaught
of his gland, and glans, and in another minute or so, he hissed loudly, his
hips driving sharply upward, and I felt his cock spasm strongly, and his
tiny slit gaped, an a thick jet of his creamy essence ejected forcefully,
arching high above his heaving chest, followed immediately by two more
identical strings of the sweet boy-honey. I watched as the creamy streamers
splattered across his chest, and stomach, as he pumped his hips, and
groaned loudly, his slim body racked with tremors, and I pressed my finger
firmly into the small gland, and watched the slit of his cock head dribble
several more emissions, albeit much weaker than the first few ejaculations
had been. He sank back to the bed then, spent, his smooth chest heaving, as
he swallowed huge gulps of air, and his body tensed, then, gave off a
strong shudder that seemed to involve every fiber of his young body. His
head rolled on the pillow, his face flushed deeply, and sweating, as he
flexed his hips one final time, and I let go of his rapidly wilting penis,
and slipped my finger out of his gripping ass, Robby shuddering again, as
he batted his amazingly long eyelashes at me, and muttered,

   "Oh man, Scotty....oh man...wow....just....oh man, wow...!"

   I chuckled, nodding my head, as I smiled widely, and let my fingers
trail over his still panting torso, smearing the still warm evidence of his
stunning orgasm over his silky smooth skin, as I said,

   "Pretty intense, huh little dude...well, good...I kind of thought you
might enjoy that little trick...that spot is your prostate gland....and
it...well, lets just say that it can definitely add to the overall pleasure,
when properly stimulated...."

   He laughed, his head wagging in the affirmative, as his delicate fingers
joined mine in anointing his smooth torso with his freshly minted semen,
and he smiled warmly at me, and said,

   "Awesome....totally awesome...really...so, um...I wonder....do you maybe know
any more amazing little tricks like that...?...that's, like, the most cum I
ever did...like, ever...!"

   I laughed with him, reaching to give his soft little penis a gentle
squeeze, as I replied,

   "Oh, probably...could be a few more left in the old bag...or...certainly
variations on the "old" ones...it's all about just letting things
happen...just trusting, and...letting it all play out...you know the old
saying, right...?....if it feels good, then, do it...!"

   He sighed heavily, his head nodding, as he grinned at me with that
mega-watt smile, and winked...as he said, softly....

   "Cool...and yea...definitely...I trust you...totally...!"

(To Be Continued)
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