Date: Thu, 2 Sep 2010 14:28:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Mutual Desire (6)

A Mutual Desire
By
Storyguy22
(6)

   The summer was going too fast, and the remainder of Chris's visit was
going with it, and I sensed a growing sadness concerning the future without
the boy. He had gotten completely under my skin, and I don't mean strictly
the incredible sex we had been enjoying together. He was a terrific kid in
many ways, and the idea of him no longer being a part of my life was
depressing.

   As the remaining days of his visit waned, I gave a lot of thought to
finding some way to make the most of his summer vacation in a way that he
would take home some special memories of his visit. Not that the myriad
sexual adventures we had been having wouldn't provide him a lifetime of
memories in their own right, and me as well, but I really wanted to come up
with something special for us to do before he went back home. Finally, it
occurred to me that a client I had done some remodel work for some months
back had offered me a pretty much open-ended invitation to use his little
used lakeside cabin located at a high mountain lake a couple of hours East
of here. He had told me the story of how he had come to own the place
through an inheritance from a favorite uncle, and that while he had very
much enjoyed the late uncle, he actually had no desire to spend any time in
a place as desolate as the lake, and the cabin. He was, it seemed, a
dedicated city dweller that enjoyed the city pace and amenities, and the
idea of getting too far away from all that held no appeal for him. As a
result the cabin had gone unused since the uncles passing, save for the
full time care taker he had hired from among the lake's locals to keep the
place in good repair, and always ready for his appearance should he decide
to make use of it.

   After calling the former client I learned that the place was indeed
available to me at any time, and that all I need do was advise him of the
dates in question and he would contact the caretaker and have him stock the
place with food and drink and also have him move the power boat that went
with the cabin moved from the boat house to the dock and ensure that it was
ready to go. My excitement growing as plans began to fall into place, I
managed a private moment with Chris's Grandma wherein I presented my plan
to treat Chris to a few days of water skiing, hiking and fishing at my
friend's mountain place. She loved the idea, mindful that she was somewhat
lacking in her ability to keep a churning fourteen year old entertained for
any length of time, and though she didn't verbalize it, I had the sense
that she was actually relieved to have the boy out from under foot for a
while. That part of my plans in place, I presented the idea to Chris later
that afternoon when he came over to swim.

   He and I were out back lounging on the big padded chaise's that we had
pushed together in the sunshine, and as we snuggled there I lightly stroked
his naked body as I explained my idea about a trip to the lake. I was
turned on my side facing him as I slowly trailed my fingers along the silky
firmness of his upper thigh, my fingertips gently nudging his hairless ball
sack at the top of each stroke. He was idly toying with my cock as I went
over the planned itinerary, and as it turned out I wished I had chosen a
different time to let him in on the trip, because when I had finished
explaining things his excitement was such that he quickly jumped up,
abandoning all attention to my rigid cock as he danced around excitedly,
squealing about how awesome it sounded, and how he loved boating and wake
boarding, how soon were we going, how long of a trip was it, etc, etc. I
laughed at his exuberance, and greatly admired the delicious sight of his
pretty boyhood bouncing around as he jumped around naked on the patio. I
decided that I needed to throw some water on his enthusiasm, so I stood up,
scooped his lithe body up in my arms, and tossed him squealing loudly into
the pool. I quickly jumped in myself, and then grabbed him and we spent a
few minutes dunking and splashing each other amid giggles until he had
somewhat calmed down, and then I hoisted him up and set his cute bare butt
onto the pool coping. As is nearly always the case, his boyhood stood fully
erect and pulsing off his groin, and I quickly moved between his silky
thighs and sucked it into my mouth.

   "Oh man, yea...that feels so hella good...!" he hissed through clenched
teeth as I hungrily slurped his tasty nail.

   "Uh-hum," I mumbled around his stiff stalk, suddenly eager to taste his
creamy nectar as I intensified my sucking and pumped the base of his shaft
between thumb and finger.

   He leaned back on his hands, and thrust his small hips at me, and I
manipulated his tender balls with my free hand before moving behind his
pouch as my finger sought the treasure hidden within his snug crease. He
lifted his legs, his feet hanging over my shoulders as I worked my finger
over his pucker, and then pushed it inside as I continued a steady rhythm
of sucking his oozing young cock.

   "AWww jeez, Rob...oh man, yea...finger me...suck me...shit...I ain't
gonna last like this at all...!" he panted breathlessly.

   Finding his hard little gland I stroked over it repeatedly as I savored
the tartness of his flowing precum juices, and I pulled out all of the
stops, wanting and needing him to cum, to flood my drooling mouth with his
sweet cream. And he didn't disappoint, another minute or so of rapid
panting and groaning, and then the familiar spasm of his hardness bucking
in my mouth followed by a rapid spurting of that delicious boy-honey that I
so loved filling my mouth and gliding smoothly down my throat as his young
balls delivered another serving of their never-ending protein.

   Spent and panting heavily, Chris sat up and pushed at my head, his
wilting penis slipping from my mouth as I pulled away and eased my finger
from the tightness of his asshole, and I let my tongue wash through my
mouth to savor his delicious after tastes, and he looked down at me, his
sweet face flushed and lightly sweating as he muttered,

   "Rob...oh Rob...you are so amazing, Dude...makes me feel so good...so
hot...Jesus!"

   I chuckled, grasping his little softie in my hand to squeeze it gently
as he shuddered. I made a show of licking my lips, and told him,

   "I'm not amazing at all, Baby...you just inspire me, I think...certainly
this pretty young cock of yours does, for sure!"

   He grinned, watching me fondle his soft penis, and he put a serious
expression on his face as he blushed a soft pink shade and said softly,

   "I'm thinking that you are getting sorta fond of my...butthole too...and
whatever that is inside there...that so rocks when you rub
that...I...um...well, I like that, actually...I like it lots!"

   Taking his hands, I tugged him into the pool again, and scooped him up
in my arms. His legs wound around my torso, and my hands cupped the sweet
little mounds of his pretty butt, my fingers kneading the succulent flesh
as I told him,

    "You're exactly right, Little Man...I am big time fond of your little
treasure and the one hidden inside, and I really love it that exploring
there brings you such pleasure...that's really the whole point of all
this."

   He put his mouth close by my ear, and I could feel his warm breath on my
cheek as he asked me,

   "Rob...uh...I wanna ask you something, okay...?"

   "Absolutely, Baby...ask me anything."

   "Are we...I mean, are you...um...well...you want to...uh...want to...put
your...dick...in me, huh...you want to...you know...huh?"

   I felt my balls roll over as he stammered it out, and as much as I just
wanted to blurt out, "Yes, yes, yes, I want to fuck you, Baby...to feel my
aching cock in your tight little hole and rubbing across your sweet
spot..." I didn't. Instead I pulled back my head, and looked him directly
in the eye, and replied,

   "It's called fucking, Baby...or making love...and to be honest with you,
the answer is yes, I very much would love to be inside you...to share that
ultimate experience with you...but it is a big step...and you are young,
with plenty of time to go there when and if you feel really, really ready
to try that...so yes, Baby, I want that with you very much, but there's no
pressure at all, okay...?...if that ever happens between us, it will be
your call, okay...?...I won't ever push that on you...what we have already
is totally amazing to me, and I will never do anything to ruin that, I
promise you."

   He studied me for a moment, his doe like eyes boring into my very soul,
and then he slowly nodded his head, and said very softly, a sweet smile
turning up the corners of his lush mouth,

   "You are such a cool man, Rob...really you are!"

   The mood lifted then, and I leaned backward until the water swallowed us
up, and we spent some time swimming and splashing around before climbing
out of the pool and toweling off. The afternoon sun was dropping lower in
the sky, and we moved inside the house to go shower off the chlorine from
the pool water, our conversation returning to the upcoming trip to the
cabin, and all of the fun that awaited us there.

   Naked in my big four-head shower, we soaped each other all over, and as
I lathered up Chris's pretty butt and dragged a sudsy finger through his
snug crease I was unable to resist the temptation to push my slippery
finger into his tight little hole again, and as I massaged his little
button, he leaned forward to rest his palms against the tile wall and
pushed his sweet butt out at me as he sighed loudly, and uttered,

   "Oh God, that feels so awesome...can you please keep doing that,
Rob...?...I feel like I'm gonna shoot again if you keep doing it...!"

   Silly question of course, and I kept up a steady pace of sliding my
finger across his sweet spot as I reached around him and began fisting his
once more rigid erection, and true to his word, about a minute later his
boy-nail jumped in my grip and gorged forth another volley of boy-honey,
the strong spurts splattering over the tile wall of the shower before
raining down toward the floor.

   "Awww fuck...it feels like I'm dying, it's so freaking good...!" he
panted, his lean young body literally trembling with pleasure as I gently
worked his wilting dick.

   He turned, and hugged me tightly, and then he suddenly dropped to his
knees, his slender fingers gripping my throbbing cock as he leaned closer
and brushed the nearly purple head against his soft lips before his pink
tongue slid out to wash over the knob several times, causing my knees to
nearly buckle under my weight. His soft eyes rolled up to meet mine, and
then he opened that lush mouth, and slid my aching cock inside its soft
warmth as he began to suck me, his head bobbing over my cock as his fingers
sought out my dangling balls and gently tugged them. The water rained down
over us from the four shower heads, and I closed my eyes, savoring the
incredible pleasure Chris's talented mouth was affording me, and in far too
short a time I lost it, my pent up load ejecting strongly into his sweet
mouth. He took the first ropes like a trooper, his throat muscles flexing
as he swallowed, and then he pulled back, looking up at me as the last
streamers ejected and painted his sweet face with thick streamers of my
cum, a sight I could look at forever. He grinned widely, and snaked his
tongue out to swipe at the trails of fluid that he could reach, and then he
comically rubbed his soft little tummy as he noisily smacked his lips, and
said,

   "Ummm-Ummm good!"


(Story Continues)
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