Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2006 14:44:44 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jason's Blue Bicycle (6)

   Lawson continued to cuddle the still slightly trembling young boy, his
own penis throbbing painfully in the confines of his slacks, and he felt
the wetness of his oozing precum soaking his briefs. He inhaled deeply, the
fresh, boyish scent of the boy only fueling his arousal, as he again
pressed kisses into the soft, fragrant hair on the small head. The boy
shifted some, curling his knees close to his bare chest in a fetal posture,
and exhaled a deep breath, as he closed his eyes, and appeared to doze
off. Lawson got up slowly, not wanting to disturb the dozing boy, and stood
beside the small day bed, and gazed lustfully at the naked boy.

   Incredible, he thought, just so smooth, and flawless, his slender body
so innocent, even frail looking, in his repose. He let his eyes drift over
the boy, relishing the smoothness of his back, and the perfect roundness of
his pretty butt, each firm little mound of flesh flawless, and inviting,
and he focused on the snug cleft that divided them, his minds eye picturing
the small, pink wrinkle that resided within the soft folds. Moving his
hungry gaze lower, he took in the shapeliness of the colt-like legs, again,
so utterly perfect, and completely hairless, and savored the trim little
ankles, and the smallish feet, and toes. Shifting his gaze to the boys
center, he focused on the now soft, and small, penis that lay limp against
the swell of his hairless scrotum, and noted the plump little ovals that
were nestled within the silky pouch of skin, and licked his lips, as he
recalled the sensation of running his tongue, and lips, over the silky sac,
and how the small eggs had responded to the probing of his tongue. His
taste buds still glowed with the mild flavor of the boy's youthful
discharge, so creamy, and warm, as it had ejaculated over his tongue, and
he resisted the temptation to drop to hi knees, and once more capture the
sleeping little boyhood inside his mouth. He leaned over, and slowly
extended his arm, letting his fingers lightly trail over the soft penis,
and gently poked at the firm nuggets, before trailing his fingers over the
boys rounded hip, and dipping ever so gently into the warm, snug, cleft of
that perfect little ass. He inhaled once more, the boy's aroma filling his
senses with a hunger that barely remained under his control, then,
straightened, and moved away from the napping boy.

   He picked up his camera, and deftly captured several images of the
sleeping boy, then, moved off to the small kitchen at the rear of his
studio, where he prepared some light snacks, and poured soda into tall, ice
filled, glasses. He carried the snack tray back into the studio, and set it
in the table near the day bed, then, sat down on the edge of the bed beside
the boy. He gently laid his palm on the smooth shoulder of the boy, and
began lightly stroking the silky skin, moving his hand in small,
descending, circles until he reached the rise of the boy's pretty ass. He
paused his movement, letting his vision once again savor the perfection of
the sculpted little mounds, then, slowly moved his palm onto the nearest
pillow of boy-flesh, and cupped it, amazed at the perfect fit the heavenly
globe was for his open hand. The boy stirred, a small little moan escaping
from him, and rolled slightly, his shapely legs parting in the process, and
the sweet little cleft of his ass parting briefly, as Lawson gasped loudly,
his eyes just capturing the tiniest exposure of the boy's hidden treasure,
before joining again, to hide it from view once more. The boy stirred
again, and rolled fully onto his back, and his doe-like eyes fluttered
open, and he blinked several times, as if trying to get the man into
focus. Lawson saw recognition cross the nearly pretty young face, and he
felt a sudden flood of warmth, as the boy's lush mouth turned up in a
small, shy, smile, and a blush of pink flooded into his silken cheeks.

   Lawson smiled as well, letting his hand drop onto the boy's smooth
thigh, as his gaze dropped to savor the soft boyhood, and the taut little
sac between is thighs. He inched his fingers upward, applying only the
gentlest pressure to the tawny skin of Jason's inner thigh, and let the tip
of his middle finger lightly graze the slightly wrinkled pouch, as he
asked, very softly,

   "So then, did my very best "special" model enjoy his short nap...?"

   Jason blinked a few times again, his head nodding against the pillow, as
he unconsciously separated his legs, allowing Lawson better access to his
small nuggets, and Lawson quickly seized the moment to lightly cup the
boy's balls in his open palm. Jason blinked again, and stretched, his lithe
naked body tensing, so that his developing young muscles defined
themselves, causing Lawson to stifle a moan of pleasure at the sight of the
special young boy's abject perfection. Relaxing again, Jason exhaled, then,
replied meekly,

   "Um, yes sir...I guess maybe I did sort of nap for a bit, sir...I'm
sorry, sir...I just...uh...sort of got, like, really sleepy feeling,
sir..."

   Lawson chuckle, nodding his understanding, as he said,

   "Not to worry, son...not at all...perfectly understandable
after...well...a lot of excitement....like that..."

   Jason's soft, pink, blush deepened slightly, as his eyes glazed over, as
he obviously recalled the earlier events that had occurred, and the look of
sudden understanding washed over his boyish face, and he looked sharply at
Lawson for a second, then, dropped his gaze to his naked, and rapidly
responding, nakedness. Lawson continued to lightly fondle the boy's balls,
as he watched, delighted, as the small, pink, penis began to inflate, and
thicken, against the nearly hairless groin, as it rapidly grew fully
erect. He chuckled softly again, and moved his hand to carefully wrap his
fingers around the now rigid stalk, and give it a gentle squeeze, and the
boy tensed under his touch, then, relaxed his body, and ever so slightly
humped his small hips against Lawson's grip, as he stared at the large hand
of the man manipulating his very stiff four inches of boyhood.

   "Oh yes sir...!" he squeaked, "A lot of... excitement... for sure,
sir...I never...well, sir....I just never...um...ever felt anything
like...that...before, sir...not ever...and it was....well....pretty
much...wow, sir...!"

   Lawson chuckled yet again, delighted at the excitement, and wonder,
evidenced in the pretty young face, and the wide-eyed look of wonder that
painted the boy's face, as his soulful eyes once again returned to the
captivating sight of the grown man manipulating his penis in his hand. He
watched the boy's eyes carefully, as he moved his free hand to the boy's
satin smooth chest, and lightly ran his open palm over the cool skin,
letting his fingers lightly graze the dime-sized little nipples several
times, as the boy's breath caught in his throat, and a small shudder washed
over him. He tweaked the now erect little nubs a few more times, his other
hand moving steadily over the boyish erection, then, worked his palm lower,
making small circles over the soft tummy, and letting his finger dip into
the tiny cave of navel at its center, which elicited a small giggle from
Jason.

   Lawson ran his fingers up the length of Jason's penis, then, moved the
underside of his fingertip across the glassy smooth circumcised head
several times, as his other hand bypassed the groin area, and moved onto
the boy's inner thigh. He stroked the buttery soft skin of the thigh,
letting his fingers jostle the taut pouch of balls on the upward apex of
his caresses, as the other hand continued it's rhythm on the rigid penis,
and he winked at the now lightly panting boy's wide-eyed expression, then
said, his simultaneous arousal movements never missing a beat,

   "You are a very exciting, and truly beautiful, young man, Jason...truly
you are...and, you are so very "special" to allow me the privilege of
touching you, and enjoying your young beauty this way...truly "special,"
indeed...you make an old man indescribably grateful, and, more happy than
you could ever understand, son..."

   Jason blushed some more, but never once took his eyes off Lawson's
hands, his excitement clearly escalating rapidly, as the man stroked his
flushed, and lightly trembling, naked body expertly. He managed a small,
nervous, giggle, as he nodded his head, and croaked,

   "But sir...I...um....well, sir...I really....like...it,
sir...you...touching me...there...and...before...how you...well...you....oh
gosh, sir...it felt, like, SO awesome, sir...!"

   Lawson smiled, again winking at the blushing boy, then, eased his
fingers to the base of the boy's pulsing penis, and gripped it, lifting the
rigid stalk straight up, and he leaned forward, and lapped over the
glistening head with his tongue several passes, as the boy flexed tightly,
and shuddered, a gasp escaping his clenched lips at the amazing sensation
the man's tongue evoked in his trembling young body. Lawson opened his
mouth then, and deftly engulfed the young penis, taking it to it's very
base inside his warm, wet, mouth, then sucked it, his head moving expertly
over the astonished boy' rock hard erection, as his fingers toyed with his
firm little balls.

   The boy released a series of squeals, and grunts, his small hands
balling into fists that pounded at the mattress of the small bed, as Lawson
slavered over the drooling boyhood several minutes, then, eased it from his
mouth, and again held it's throbbing base between finger, and thumb, as he
blew warm breath over the shiny wet head, and the boy shuddered beneath
him, emitting more sounds of pleasure. Pulling back slightly, Lawson
continued to make steady, slow strokes with his fingers, keeping the boy at
the peak of arousal, as he moved higher on the delectable torso, and lapped
at the tiny nipples, sucking each small nub in turn, as the boy trembled,
and automatically thrust his boyish chest upward off the bed. His hands
moved to grasp at tufts of Lawson's hair, and tugged it sharply, as Lawson
gently bit into the boy's aroused nipples, moving between them, all the
while his fingers deftly gliding over the leaking boyhood below, then,
Lawson pulled away, and lifted his head to look directly into the very
excited boy's wide eyes, and said, softly,

   "Jason, my sweet, "special," boy...you make an old man so very excited,
and so very happy...to touch, and taste, you this way is better than life
itself for me, son, believe me...and...I have a serious proposal for you,
if you would care to hear it...it involves you "special" work for me....and
the blue bicycle that you so crave...shall I go in, son...?"

   Jason, panting loudly now, his breathing rapid, and shallow, savored the
waves of multiple pleasure the old man was evoking in him, as he played his
young body like a Stradivarius, the inner concerto his body was
experiencing fully equal to the masterpiece instrument in concert, and he
nodded, unable at the moment to articulate a single word, much less an
entire phrase. Lawson again dragged the smooth underside of his fingertip
across Jason's oozing cock head, smearing the wetness of his ample precum
over the silky smoothness, and he smiled, as he went on with his proposal,
his voice calm, and slow, offering reassurance to the highly excited, and
very aroused, young boy.

   "Yes....well then, my young, "special" boy....I propose a way in which
you can, this very day, take ownership of the blue bicycle....and, ride it
home this very afternoon, to have, and to hold, forever....a way in which I
will happily compensate your..."special"....assistance...by paying you the
full amount required to purchase the blue bicycle...today...just as soon as
your...."special" assistance is completed...how does that sound to you,
young, and "special," Jason....?"

     Lawson was studying the boy's pretty face intently as he made his
proposal, and he clearly saw the reaction he was hoping for, as the offer
of ownership of the coveted blue bicycle sank in, and, surprisingly,
distracted the boy from the high degree of sexual stimulation that Lawson
had been, in fact, still was, administering to the boy. For perhaps the
very first time in their brief, but very rewarding, relationship, Lawson
clearly understood how Omni-important owning that blue bicycle actually was
to the lad, as he suddenly bolted to sit upright on the small bed, his dark
eyes wide, and fully dilated, as he squealed excitedly,

   "Oh wow, sir....WOW....do you really mean it, sir...?...you will pay me
enough to buy the bike....TODAY, SIR....?.....oh, yes sir....anything,
sir....all of the "special" assisting work you need,
sir....honest....please sir.....oh wow.....anything, sir...just tell me
what to do, sir....!"

   Lawson smiled warmly, renewing his grip on Jason's now partly wilted
penis, and nodded, then, reaffirmed his offer, as he again stroked the boy
to erection, and gently pushed his slim frame back into a reclining
position on the bed, and told him,

   "Quite so, young Jason, quite so....today, the blue bicycle is
yours...and all that your "special" work will entail is a bit more of the
same activity that we have been already engaged in....this...as he gave the
pretty penis a firm squeeze, along with me being naked, as well, and some
more of the enjoyment you have already confessed to liking....with a
few...new....adventures...added in...which, I trust, you will equally
enjoy, as I definitely will....and, my boy.....the blue bicycle is all
yours...today....!"

   Jason flinched slightly at the revelation that the man intended to also
be naked, and he briefly considered the thought that the man would probably
expect him to do all of the things he had had done to him in return, and he
hesitated not more than a few seconds, then answered,

   "Yes sir....definitely, sir....YES....um...only....not any
of....it....will hurt me, sir...right...?"

   Lawson nodded sagely, as he continued to strum the rigid boy nail
pleasantly, and replied,

   "Jason, my sweet boy....never, in a million years, would I inflict harm,
or serious pain on such a sweet, and "special" boy....trust me son...we
will move at your pace...and...I promise you that you will experience
wonderful feelings...much as you already have, and more...for only this
single afternoon, son....and...at days end....the blue bicycle is
yours....all yours...!"

   Jason gulped, blinking, as he briefly dropped his eyes to the man's
severely swollen crotch, eyeballing the very large protrusion there, then,
looked deeply into the man's eyes, and said, his voice strong, and only
cracking slightly,

   "Yes sir....we have a deal then, sir....I really, really....want that
bike, sir...!"

(To Be Continued)
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