Date: Fri, 19 Feb 2010 15:42:38 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mutual Attraction (6)

Mutual Attraction
By
Storyguy22
(6)

   As badly as Rob had wanted to continue playing with the nubile young
Eric the previous day when the undercurrent of mutual attraction between
the two had been silently sensing had reached fruition, he had reluctantly
cleaned the pretty lad up, helped him dress, and sent him on his way. The
boy had pouted greatly, eager to continue the newly revealed sexual
excitement he had unleashed, but some second sense had told Rob that the
boy had been at his house too long for a normal "drop-by," and the fact of
his bike being so obviously parked in his driveway was clear evidence of
his presence in the single adults house to anyone with an interest.

   All day long Rob had been completely unable to push the boy from his
mind, and he had spent much of this day puttering around the front yard in
the hope that Eric would once more appear so that they might pick up where
they had left off the previous day. But so far, no joy had occurred, and it
was growing late in the afternoon. Rob had just about resigned himself to
the idea that Eric wouldn't be making an appearance this day as he rolled
up the hose he had been using to water a flower bed, and in the back of his
conservative mind he worried that the boy had suffered some sort of
post-event remorse regarding their tryst the previous day. He was young,
and it would therefore not have been atypical for him to feel some degree
of guilt once he had some private time to reconsider it all, and Rob
worried that he might have moved too quickly with the boy. And, he worried
further, if Eric had in fact felt some sort of buyer's remorse, what action
would he take, if any.

   Moving into the open garage, Rob mulled over the worst case
possibilities of Eric deciding that what had happened was wrong, and he
felt a pang in his gut as he imagined the boy going to his father with his
story. Jesus, he thought, the stomach pang growing in intensity, Art would
so not be able to handle the fact that he had molested his Son, and in the
eyes of the law, and fathers, molestation was exactly what it had been no
matter the boy's eager willingness for it to happen. He will cut my nuts
off with some very dull implement for openers, Rob thought, his gut ache
growing worse. And then, whatever is left he will happily hand over to the
law, which will doubtless result in my obtaining a cell mate somewhere
named "Bubba" or some equally ugly moniker, some hairball with heavy
tattoos who will happily assist me in fully understanding the term
molestation, is spades. Shit.

   Rob's sense of gloom and doom disturbed him deeply, and he wondered if
he should maybe take the offense and drop by Art's/Eric's house and test
the waters, but that move seemed a bit brazen, if not out and out
suicidal. For all that Rob knew Art was this minute searching his tool box
for the most evil instrument of justice he could find, and his physical
appearance on the scene might be just the trip wire to set off the bomb and
cause Art to quickly decide that his bare hands would suffice for the act
of murder, or at least manslaughter. All of this negative thinking was
casting a serious pale of gloom over Rob's day, a day when he should have
felt nothing but pure elation; I mean, how often could a man his age suck
off a tasty fourteen year old boy, and let's not forget that the little
sweetheart returned the favor! Christ, he thought, his gloomy mood
elevating slightly as he vividly recalled the events of yesterday, that
whole thing was nearly worth a cell mate named "Bubba!"

   Moving to his roll-away tool box to return the screwdriver he had used
to tighten up the hose bib faucet, he felt his cock thicken at the memory
of the beautiful boy-cock filling his drooling mouth, and then the
sweetness of that delicious young cum that followed. He reached down, and
gripped his heavy cock through his shorts, and as he conjured up a clear
visualization of a fully naked Eric, he felt it grow to full erection under
his grip. Deciding that he had brooded enough for one day, he turned toward
the back door, his head filled with ideas of going inside to jerk off as he
reviewed the stunning events of yesterday.

   "Hey Rob!" came the sudden sound of Eric's melodic voice, its
youthfulness not yet fully changed as he continued his forage through
puberty.

   Suddenly elated, Rob turned toward the sound, and his heart turned over
as his gaze settled on the nearly pretty boy as he dumped his bike
unceremoniously onto the lawn. Smiling, and with what he was certain was a
stupid look on his face, Rob responded, fully unable to keep the obvious
excitement from his voice as he answered,

   "Eric...wow...hi, Buddy...!"

   Moving quickly inside the garage, Eric almost ran to Rob's position, and
when he got there, he nearly knocked Rob over as he threw his lithe and
slender body against him, his thin arms encircling the man in a bear
hug. Rob grabbed the boy, pulling him into his much larger body as he gave
back as big a hug as he was getting, and his hands went to Eric's sweet
little butt and gripped the firm mounds. Eric giggled sweetly, and mumbled
into Rob's chest,

   "See...I knew it...you just really like my butt!"

   Rob chuckled, kneading the perfect globs of flesh as he replied,

   "Yup, I do for a fact...it's just so darn cute...like all of you is
cute...cute and delicious!"

   Eric giggled some more, and wiggled his little ass against Rob's grip as
he teased,

   "Delicious, huh...cools...so just which part of me do you think tastes
so delicious, hmmm...?"

   Chuckling, Rob answered truthfully,

   "Oh I could never choose just one part of you, Eric...no way...and
besides, I haven't actually tasted ALL of you, yet."

   Another sweet peal of giggles from Eric, and as the two gave up hugging
each other and separated slightly, Eric looked up at Rob, a suddenly
serious expression on his sweet face as he said,

   "That's true, I guess...but you will, right...?...taste all of me, I
mean."

   Chuckling again, Rob nodded his head, and replied,

   "I sure will, Buddy...or at least I sure want to...it's kind of up to
you, actually."

   Eric grinned a devilish smile, and nodded, as he told Rob,

   "Yea...for sure...I want you to, too...and for sure, you will...probably
just not today...I gotta be home pretty soon for dinner...I just told Mom I
wanted to go around the block before then...hey, wow...check it
out...you're dick is all hard!"

   Rob looked quickly down at his shorts, and had to laugh when he saw the
clearly obvious erection that poked at the front of his shorts, and
replied,

   "Course it's hard, Dummy...you're rubbing your hot little body all over
me, aren't you...?...what did you expect?"

   Eric grinned and giggled, his hand shooting forward to clasp Rob's rigid
manhood as he proclaimed,

   "Jeez...you got such a big one...and man, it is, like, SO hard!"

   Rob felt a swoon pass over him at the boy's touch, and he flexed his
cock so that it jumped in Eric's grip, generating another sweet giggle from
the boy who looked up at him and said,

   "No fair...now you gotta make mine all hard like this, too...!"

   "Oh Eric, I would love nothing better, trust me...but, you said you had
to get home."

   "Yea, I do," replied Eric, "but I can say I stopped here to say hi
because you were outside...besides, I got, like, maybe fifteen more minutes
before she gets mad at me."

   Not needing to be hit with a 2x4, Rob quickly took the boy's soft hand
in his, and rushed him through the back door into the kitchen. Moving
rapidly as Eric giggled at his excitement, Rob led them to his kitchen
table where he sat himself onto a chair. Positioning Eric to stand before
him, he quickly yanked the boy's tee shirt over his head and dropped it to
the floor. He took a few seconds to appreciate the slender boy's beauty,
his smooth bare chest with the tiny dots of nipples, and the soft little
tummy with the ever-so-faint narrow hair trail that led from his cute navel
to the heaven just below, and his breath caught in his throat as he looked
at him.

   "My God, Eric...you are just stunning...so smooth and perfect!" he said
in low voice filled with lust.

   Eric preened at the compliment, wiggling that delicious little butt in
small circles, and he giggled again when Rob reached out, and ripped his
shorts and little briefs down his colt-like legs. That perfect specimen of
boyhood sprang free, the beautifully formed knob of it pointing pretty much
straight up as the taut pouch of balls dangled slightly between perfect
thighs. Rob gulped down the flood of saliva that suddenly filled his mouth
as he stared at the boy's rigid erection, and as if in slow motion he
reached out to grasp it, so warm and so very soft to the touch, and he
gently slid the smooth outer skin back and forth over the abject hardness
of the stalk underneath. His jaw ached in anticipation of taking the
beautiful boyhood into his mouth, and as his free hand moved to carefully
cup the tender balls, he croaked,

   "Oh Eric...Baby...what a beautiful sight you are...just so perfect...I
could just look at you this way forever!"

   Impatient now for what he knew was coming, Eric, in typical fashion for
a very excited young boy, replied, the urgency clear in his cracking voice,

   "Thanks, Rob...you're really sweet...but I don't have forever right
now...unless you want somebody to come looking for me...remember?"

   Rob grinned, fully loving the excitement the boy was obviously feeling,
and with nothing more than a simple nod of his head, he scooted forward,
and licked all around the spongy knob of the boy's cock, his tongue teasing
at the tiny slit there as Eric groaned in pleasure. He gave the narrow
shaft a good tongue washing, and then lapped at the plump little scrotum,
and then took each small orb in turn into his mouth, sucking carefully as
Eric rocked up onto his toes and groaned some more. Backing away, Rob
gripped the base of Eric's penis in his fingers, and then lowered his head,
taking the narrow length of young cock slowly into his mouth until his nose
was buried in the sparse thatch of soft pubes on his groin.

   "OHhhh jeez-o!" chirped Eric.

   Rob withdrew, holding only the knob-like head in his mouth while his
tongue diddled all around it, paying special attention to the highly
sensitive little inverted "V" where head joined shaft, and his other hand
went back to Eric's balls, tugging and fondling them as he began to bob his
head, sucking the delicious young cock as though his life depended on
it. Eric rocked his hips, and threaded his fingers into Rob's hair as he
uttered a steady stream of soft mewing noises, and Rob began to taste the
boy's flowing juices, a sweet-tartness on his tongue.

   "Oh gosh that feels so awesome...amazing...jeez!" hissed Eric, his hip
thrusts picking up intensity.

   "Um-hum'..." muttered Rob around the thrusting cock filling his mouth,
and he too increased his pace, eager now to once more experience this hot
young colt erupting his creamy nectar into his hungry mouth.

   Another few moments passed, punctuated with Eric's mews of pleasure and
excitement, and Rob's slightly obscene slurping sounds, and then just as
before Eric groaned loudly and drove his narrow hips sharply forward as his
young cock swelled, and erupted. Spurt after spurt of the delicious
boy-honey shot strongly into Rob's mouth, and he happily swallowed each
tasty offering in turn until the boy was spent, and his cock began to wilt
in Rob's mouth. Rob pulled back, and gently held the shrinking boyhood in
his fingers as he bent down and licked it clean of the final weak drizzles
of boy-cum, and then he reached down to tug Eric's briefs and shorts up his
shapely legs. He fixed them in place, and then recovered the boy's tee
shirt which he pulled on over his head. He stood up then, and reached to
hug the still dazed boy to him, holding him briefly as his hands once again
explored that pretty little butt, and then he walked him outside to his
bike. Picking up the bike, he ruffled Eric's soft hair and smiled, as he
told him,

   "Don't dilly-dally on the way home, Champ...you don't want to make Mom
mad now, do you?"

   Eric grinned, and shook his head as he said,

   "Nope, no way...but this was a pretty short visit...so...um...is it okay
if I...cum...again soon?"

   Laughing, Rob patted the boy's sweet butt once more, and answered,

   "Absolutely you can...cum...here anytime you like!"

   Still giggling, Eric pedaled down the driveway, his hand held high in a
wave until he faded from sight. With a deep sigh of both contentment and
relief, Rob headed back inside, already looking forward to Eric's next
visit.

(End Part 6)
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