Date: Fri, 16 May 2008 14:52:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jamie's Obsession (2)

Jamie's Obsession
By
Storyguy22

(2)


Jamie's penis had wilted some following the intense discharge that Owen had
coaxed from him, but as Owen had produced a hankie from the pocket of his
shorts and begun dabbing at the pools of creamy young sperm that had
blotted his thighs and balls, it quickly stiffened again. Owen chuckled
softly, pleased with Jamie's rapid recovery, and he gently fingered the
rigid stalk as Jamie cooed with pleasure. Much as Owen would have loved to
rub another load out of the cute boy, he was growing concerned with the
length of time they had been sitting in the public parking area. He
reluctantly released the pulsing erection, and Jamie immediately groaned
his disappointment and Owen gave him a smile, assuring him that, assuming
his continued interest, they were far from finished with getting
acquainted, a pronouncement that was met with a great amount of enthusiasm
from the grinning boy. Owen carefully folded his now rather soaked hankie,
and returned it to his pocket for later enjoyment.  He told Jamie to get
his shorts and briefs back on, and then started the car, and exited the
parking area.

   Thinking a short break might serve to ramp up Jamie's anticipation of
fun to come, Owen pulled into a nearby fast food joint, and the two went
inside for a snack and a cold drink. Seated at a corner booth that allowed
a degree of privacy, Owen gently quizzed Jamie regarding his thoughts and
feelings on the events that occurred in the car. Jamie was animated in his
responses, spewing a non-stop litany of adjectives liberally sprinkled with
words like "awesome," and "amazing." Owen smiled smugly, and gave the boy a
conspiratorial wink before leaning very close to his ear as he spoke in a
low tone, and asked,

   "Very cool Jamie...it sounds as though you might be a little bit
interested in trying some other things along those same lines...?"

   Jamie giggled nervously as his head bobbed rapidly in the affirmative
and he replied with a slightly cracking voice as he answered,

   "Oh yea...for sure...I really, really want to...can we,
Owen...?...please...?"

   Owen glanced around the small space, and then briefly dropped his hand
into the boys lap and gave his still hard boyhood a quick squeeze, as he
replied,

   "You bet, Sport...in fact, if it's cool with you, I took a motel room
earlier, and we can go there now, if you want I mean...and then, well...we
can carry on having some fun."

   Jamie tensed as Owens's hand gripped his boner, and his face flushed
with excitement as he head Owen mention the room. Oh wow...coolness, he
thought...a room...wow...as great as doing it in the car was, a real room
has to be way better...oh man, this just so rocks...looking up at Owen, he
grinned, and enthused,

   "Yea Owen...for sure...I do...I want to go to the room with you, I
mean...!"

   Owen cringed slightly at the overly loud reply, and he glanced around
quickly hoping that no one had overheard the boy, even though on the
surface of the comment it appeared fairly innocent, assuming the situation
was one of father and son with the son perhaps traveling together and
needed a rest. It was a moot point as it turned out given that they were
the only customers in the place at the moment and the lone clerk was
absorbed in his duties behind the counter. Owen seized the opportunity to
grope the boy again, as he smiled and then stood, holding his hand out to
Jamie who eagerly grasped it, and then got to his feet. Owen chuckled
again, his eyes dropping to the obvious erection that poked strongly at
Jamie's shorts, and he stepped in front of the boy as they exited the
diner. Back in the car Owen found several opportunities to continue
fondling Jamie's erection as he drove one handed, and Jamie happily spread
his slender legs to allow Owen to touch him.

   Owen hung the do-not-disturb sign on the outer door knob, and then
closed and locked the door of the motel room. He crossed the room, and
pulled the drapery closed over the lone window, and then turned to face
Jamie. Jamie stood in front of the grouping of table and chairs that faced
the lone bed, his expression a mix of excitement and nervousness as he
fidgeted from one foot to the other and glanced around nervously. Owen
moved to stand beside him, and he slid an arm around the boy's narrow
shoulder, and hugged him as he asked,

   "Everything okay Buddy...?...if you're not comfortable with this, we can
go..."

   Jamie snuggled closer to Owens's side and shook his head in the
negative, and then said quietly,

   "No way...I wanna be here, honest...be here with you, I mean,
and...well...you know...I wanna do...more...just...I..uh...well, I sorta
need to pee right now..."

   Owen laughed, slightly incredulous at the boy's shyness regarding such a
basic need after he had happily allowed him to play with his pretty little
prick practically from the moment they had met, but, not wishing to
embarrass Jamie, he simply pointed toward the bathroom door, and said,

   "Right over there Buddy."

   Jamie continued to cling to Owens's side another moment and he rolled
his head up to smile at Owen as he said,

   "Okay cool...uh...I like this hug, Owen...I don't get very many hugs
actually...it's nice I think."

   Owen felt his heart go out to the boy and he tightened his squeeze on
the slender body as he answered,

   "I'm glad Jamie...I like hugging too...I don't think anybody ever gets
enough hugging actually...now, you go and take care of business, and then
we can get in some more hug time, how's that sound?"

   "Cool!" chirped Jamie, and he scampered across the room to the bath, and
closed the door.

   Owen moved to the bed, and sat down on the edge of it, and he gave his
tumescent cock a brief squeeze. He could sense the dampness inside his
underwear from the abundance of precum he had been emitting during all his
groping of the boy, and his balls gave off a dull aching sensation from the
pent up excitement he had been feeling since meeting up with Jamie. He
sighed contentedly and thanked his lucky stars for allowing him this
incredible experience, and then his brief reverie was broken as Jamie
re-entered the room and moved back over by the table and chairs. Owen just
watched him for a moment, thinking how very cute, and certainly sweet the
boy was, and he could see the eagerness to resume the exploration of his
new found delights in his impish face. He gave him another warm smile, and
a wink, and then said,

   "Take off your shirt, Jamie."

   Jamie grinned nervously, and then hesitated only briefly before grasping
the hem of his tank top, and peeling it over his head, his soft mop of hair
settling back into place. He dangled the shirt from his fingers for a
second, and then dropped it onto the chair as he looked at Owen sheepishly,
and wondered what to do with his hands. Owen stifled a groan as he gazed
hungrily at the boy's smooth torso, and his tiny dark nipples, and the
indentation of his small navel. His cock stirred again, and stiffened to
full erection inside his shorts as he gazed at the slender boy, and he
longed to lick and taste each centimeter of the silky smooth skin, the
golden suntan making it all the more appealing. There wasn't a visible hair
to be seen anywhere save for the light fuzz on his lower arms, and Owen
swallowed the glut of saliva that flooded into his mouth as he drank in the
stunning perfection of the slender boy. Jamie watched Owens's eyes travel
over his newly exposed upper body, and his boyhood throbbed behind his snug
briefs, and he found that he liked the man looking at him this way, his
expression openly belying his obvious lust,

   "You're beautiful Jamie...so slim and perfect...a truly lovely boy...can
you take off the shorts now, Jamie...?...I'd really like to see you in just
those cute little briefs."

   Jamie blushed hotly, the heat searing into his smooth cheeks, and he
moved his trembling fingers to the elastic band of his shorts, his eyes
never breaking contact with Owens's. He gripped the elastic, and in one
fluid movement he lowered the shorts past his slightly boney knees, and
then stood straight up as the garment fell to a puddle at his feet, and he
stepped out of them. His hands and arms suddenly seemed heavy, and awkward,
and he fumbled around trying to decide where to put them as Owen studied
his lithe young body, now clad in only the smallest of snow white briefs,
and he glanced down at his swollen package pressing against the snug
material, very obviously fully erect. Owen stared, speechless at the beauty
and perfection of the boy, and he let his eyes travel over him head to toe,
and then back to settle on the protruding stalk of proud boyhood, and the
lump of young balls that strained at the sexy little briefs. He swore he
could actually see the rigid erection pulsing against the thin fabric, and
he licked his lips in anticipation of the moment he would be allowed to
taste its boyish freshness for the very first time. Lifting his hungry gaze
to look into Jamie's eyes, he said, his voice quivering with lust, and
excitement,

   "So very perfect Jamie...really stunning...now Buddy, raise up your arms
for me, and put your hands on your head, okay?"

   Happy to finally have some place useful to put his hands, Jamie quickly
complied, and Owen gave up trying to contain his need to groan as he eyed
the creamy skin that nested in the boy's hairless underarms. He swallowed
another gallon of saliva, and he felt his rampant cock ooze another wet
offering into his underwear, and he told Jamie in a horse sounding voice,

   "Now, turn around for me Jamie, slowly, and all the way around
please...I want to look at all of you...so very beautiful..."

   Blushing, but so excited that his heart pounded inside his chest and his
boyhood throbbed nearly painfully, Jamie executed a slow turning circle,
his hands still folded on top of his head. Owen groaned loudly once more as
the boy's perfect little ass mounds rolled into view, the snug little
briefs clinging to each perfect little pillow of succulent flesh like a
second skin, and the darker shadow line at the center highlighting the
inviting little crease that divided them so perfectly. His legs and thighs
were shapely, and taut, the skin silky smooth and ended in trim little
ankles, and Owen groaned once more as Jamie completed the slow turn around,
and Owen saw the large wet spot that darkened the front of the briefs right
over the knob-like head of Jamie's badly leaking boyhood. Inhaling deeply,
Owen let the breath go slowly, and then said,

   "Come over here please Jamie..."

   Lowering his arms, Jamie took the few steps that placed him standing
directly in front of Owen, and he felt his knees go slightly rubbery as
Owen slowly reached out, and placed his palm on Jamie's smooth chest. He
lightly trailed his fingers over the satin-like skin, and Jamie sucked in
his breath, his balls suddenly tingling like crazy as Owen fingered his
searing skin. Owen slid his fingers over Jamie's right nipple, and he used
the flat of his middle finger to rub tiny circles around the small nub, and
Jamie shuddered strongly, the unfamiliar sensation seeming to jolt straight
to his tight balls. Owen moved to repeat the process on Jamie's left
nipple, and then began moving between them, rubbing the now erected little
tips, and even gently pinching them between thumb and finger. Jamie gasped,
and his body trembled as Owen finally let his hand slide down along his
ribs, and then sideways across his soft little tummy, just above the
elastic of his little briefs. He dig his finger into Jamie's little cave of
a navel, and Jamie giggled as he felt ticklish, and then Owen lightly
dragged his fingers over Jamie's rigid boyhood outside the briefs. Jamie
gasped again at the contact, and then shuddered as Owen moved lower, and
ran his fingers lightly along the inside of his thigh to the knee. Crossing
over, Owen ran his fingers up the inside of Jamie's silky thigh, and then
gently prodded at the lump of his balls. Jamie was nearly hyperventilating,
his breathing shallow and rapid as Owen fondled his tender balls, and then
fingered the length of his acing boner.

   Jamie groaned loudly, rocking up on his tiptoes, as Owen leaned in
close, and closed his mouth over briefs and breathed his warm breath onto
Jamie's rampant penis, and then pressed his tongue against the turgid rod
as his fingers moved up to grasp the elastic waistband, and tug it so that
Jamie's little briefs rolled down his thighs, and then to his feet. The
young erection sprang free of its captivity then, the narrow shaft preening
straight out from its sparse nest of light and silky pubic growth with the
nearly purple knob shining wetly in the light, and his plump little pouch
dangled freely below with the weight of his balls. Owen froze for a moment,
savoring the stunning perfection of boyhood that pulsed before him, and he
inhaled deeply, relishing the youthful and fresh scents of the now naked
boy. Jamie made a little squeaking noise as Owen gripped his erection in
his fist, and pumped it as his other hand went to his dangling sac, and
gently palmed it.

   "Ohhh Jeez...oh boy...!" chirped Jamie, his head spinning with sensory
overload.

   Unable to resist another second, Owen leaned in, and extended his
tongue, lapping along the length of Jamie's boyhood until he reached the
glistening knob, and he swiped his tongue across it, his tongue quickly
eradicating the oozing fluids that coated the spongy tissue.

   "OHhhh yikes!" hissed Jamie as Owen opened his mouth and slowly engulfed
Jamie's pulsing boy nail into his warm, wet mouth.

   Owen felt Jamie's slender fingers thread into his hair, and then tightly
grip his bobbing head as he moved in a steady up and down rhythm, sucking
the tasty young cock and savoring the incredible hardness and smoothness of
it as his flowing saliva slicked the rigid rod and drizzled down over the
gently swinging ball sac. Jamie's narrow hips bucked back and forth, his
rhythm matching perfectly with Owens's sucking pace, and he felt so dizzy
he thought he might fall. Sensing the boy's high level of excitement, Owen
backed off, releasing the steel-like shaft from his mouth as he quickly
dipped lower, and licked at the crinkly scrotum, and the small eggs it
contained. Carefully, Owen captured each nugget in turn, and sucked it into
his mouth as Jamie squealed, and tugged at Owens's hair. He grasped the
pink pouch, and closed his finger and thumb in a circle directly behind the
balls, and then ran his tongue over the tasty skin that stretched tautly
over the boys tender orbs, and Jamie huffed and groaned loudly above
him. Moving back to the throbbing erection, Owen again slid its length into
his mouth, and took it to the very root, the spongy cap of it bumping the
back of his throat as Jamie groaned in pleasure. Finding his rhythm once
more, Owen began sucking the boy for full effect then, eager now to sample
the creamy essence that he knew was not far off, and Jamie rocked his small
hips back and forth. Another minute or two and Owen felt the tell tale
spasm pulse through Jamie's rigid penis, and with a low growling sound
roaring from his chest, the boy erupted, and spewed strong spurts of his
creamy sweetness into Owens's very eager mouth.

   Owen savored each creamy offering, his taste buds on fire from the great
pleasure that can only emanate from the ingesting of fresh young semen
directly from the source, and he swallowed each thick offering as it
presented, loving the sensation of the warm fluid sliding down his throat
until Jamie was drained, and spent. He eased the wilting boyhood from his
drooling mouth, and planted tender kisses on the soft smooth head, and then
sat up to look at the stunned and flushed boy. He gently put his hands on
his waist, and lowered him to the bed where Jamie stretched out onto his
back, his smooth chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes fluttered open,
and he looked up at Owen as a slow smile painted his pretty face, and he
shook his head, as he muttered,

   "OHhh...my...God...!"

(To Be Continued)
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