Date: Wed, 23 Feb 2005 06:26:19 -0800
From: Bob Hook <bobhook10@hotmail.com>
Subject: my good friends boy (part eighteen)

Authors note: A brief apology for the typo's, etc, in part seventeen. As I
was writing, a fierce Winter storm moved into my area, and rapidly developed
into a level 4, dumping nearly 2" of rain in less than an hour, along with
thunder, lightning, and major size hail! I was concerned about getting my
computer off line so as to not toast it, so didn't proof read before
submitting the chapter to Nifty. Reading it today, I see several "oops", and
I'm sorry for the lack of professionalism, but new puters are spendy! :)


Jason and I napped briefly following the intense recent events, and I woke
first, the boy still sleeping, cuddled spoon fashion against me. I gently
nuzzled his soft neck, and inhaled the sweet scent of him, right now a heady
mixture of young boy, and slight sweat, mingled with the lingering scent of
his recent sexual arousal. Inhaling deeply, I gently pressed my lips to his
soft, warm, skin, then rolled away from him, and stood up, heading for the
bathroom.

I washed up, then, using the large ceramic bowl that was on the vanity,
filled it with warm water and liquid soap, snagged a washcloth and towel
from the shelf, and returned to the bedroom. Jason had stirred, not fully
awake, but awake enough to peer at me through half closed eyes, a sweet
smile turning up the corners of his full lips. I sat at the edge of the bed,
and rubbed the silken skin of his back, smiled at him, and said, quietly,
"Hi, you!" He smiled wider, and adjusted the pillow under his head, and
replied, "Hi...yourself!" Still gently rubbing his back as he lay on his
side, knees tucked into his mid-section, I asked, "You feeling ok, Jase...?"
He nodded his head against the pillow, and answered, "Uh huh....I'm
good...uh....sorta sticky, maybe...is all." I chuckled, and said,
"Yea...well...lots of slippery stuff....and....uuh...my stuff, too...!" He
giggled at that, and said, "Yea....for sure...that...you always got so
much....!" I blushed slightly, and said, "Yea...well...this time
was....uh....especially.....uh.....special!" More sweet giggles, and a nod,
then, "Hella special...actually...!"

Placing another pillow onto the mattress, I told him, "Roll over
Champ.....I'll clean you up some....and...uuh...check you out, some too...!"
He turned onto his back, his coltish legs stretched out, and his arms going
up, to place his hands behind his pillow, as he stretched himself, a small
grunt escaping his mouth. His perfect little cock was flaccid, and lay
gently on his near hairless groin, and on impulse I leaned down, and kissed
it, lightly tonguing the sticky head, as he purred above me. Sitting up
then, I lifted his legs, and slid the pillow under him, raising his cute
little butt off the bed. I soaked the wash cloth in the warm, sudsy water,
and wrung it out some, then parted his legs, and opened them, moving the
cloth over his butt cheeks, and into his crack, dabbing away the remnants of
the K_Y, and my spent lust. I made several passes, ensuring that the area
was clean, then rinsed out the cloth again, and passed it over the insides
of his thighs, washing away the streaks of fluid that  had dried there as my
copious load had drained from him. Satisfied with my handy work, I gently
nudged him to roll over onto his tummy, then parted his creamy cheeks,
looking closely at his still somewhat stretched opening. Other than being
slightly looser than normal, there wasn't any obvious sign of injury, or
damage, and I wet my finger, and touched him gently. "Feel ok, Champ...? Are
you sore, or anything....? He rolled his head sideways, and mumbled into the
pillow, "No....it's cool....I'm good...!" Relieved, I set the washbowl
aside, and crawled up to lie beside him, wrapping my arm around him, and
holding him.

After a few quiet minutes, I said into his soft, fragrant, hair,
"Jase...what we just did was...is.....incredible...totally...but maybe...I
shouldn't have...uh...let things go so far...!" He twisted, and rose up on
his elbow, looking directly at me, and said, "I did it....more than
you...cause I wanted to....I mean....I dunno....! He tailed off, blushing
slightly, and putting his head back on the pillow, and sighing deeply. I
burrowed deeper against his warm body, and said gently, "I know, Baby...I
wanted, too....just don't ever....want to hurt you....ever...!" He turned
his head to look at me, giving me that killer smile, and answered, "I know
that, Rob....totally...and....it sorta actually did hurt...like....at
first....but not....after....!" God, it was awkward, and in response all I
could do was lean over, and gently kiss his soft lips, then say, "Your
amazing, Little Dude.....just....amazing!" He grinned then, and nodded, as
he giggled out, "Yep, yep....that'd be me....hella amazing Jason!" Releasing
the tension of the moment, I laughed, and pulled him into my arms, hugging
him, and planting wet, noisy, kisses on his smooth skin, as he giggled
loudly!

After a bout of poking, tickles, and gropes, we rolled off the bed, and
headed off to the shower, where we cleaned, and tickled, and groped, some
more! He seemed truly fine, physically, and emotionally, and I was greatly
relieved, and began to feel much better about the whole event. Actually, I
felt GREAT about it, so long as my Jason did, too! Alighting fresh from the
hot shower, Jase decided he was starving, so we pulled on the fluffy robes
the hotel provided, and ordered up some room service goodies, turning on the
big screen T.V. while waiting for the food.

While devouring the late night snacks, Jase tuned in some movie he was
interested in, and we watched, cuddled on the plump sofa. As the movie
rolled along, I snuggled closer into Jason, and slipped my hand inside the
gap in his too-big robe, softly caressing the smooth skin of his chest, and
tummy, passing my fingers repeatedly over his small, stiff, nipples, as he
responded, all the while feigning complete interest in his movie! On one
downward pass of my stroking hand, I tugged open the loosely wrapped belt of
his robe, peeled it open, and revealed a very hard boy cock, pointing up,
and away, from his creamy little tummy! Capturing the stiff nail in my hand,
I stroked its satin length, and whispered to him, "Don't mind me...just
watch your movie!" He giggled, and tried his best to concentrate his
attention on the T.V. while I toyed with his sweet cock, and gently fingered
his small balls. After a while of this, his helmet became shiny, and damp,
with the appearance of his juices, and, encouraged, I pushed him sideways
onto his back, and dove in between his stretched out legs, lapping hungrily
at his inner thighs, then his cute ball sack, and finally engulfing his
straining cock inside my mouth! "Ohhhhhh......Yeaaaa.....!" He chirped,
abandoning the movie pretense, and digging his fingers into my hair, as I
sucked his perfect cock, moving my hand to cup his tight balls, as my head
moved up and down his stalk, sucking him in perfect rhythm, savoring, again,
the acrid sweetness of his drooling juices! "Agggggg.......Oh man....!" He
gurgled, his small hips beginning to flex, and lift off the sofa, as he
drilled his rampant prick into my sucking mouth! I wrapped my thumb and
finger around the rock hard base of his cock, and jacked him there, in sync
with my sucking, fingers still probing at his bouncing balls, until he
groaned loudly, and thrust faster at me, his shaft swelling in my mouth, and
his balls going North in their bag, then exploding, spraying his sweet cumm
over my tongue, and sliding into my swallowing throat, as I relished the
sensation of his spitting cock jerking inside my mouth!

As his orgasm subsided, Jason dropped back onto the sofa, his arms falling
to his sides, small chest heaving, as he gulped air, and giggled.
"Awesome.......Freeking....awesome...!" He grinned, as I sat up on my knees,
and made elaborate slurping noises, smacking my lips loudly, and with a
lecherous grin, said, "YUMMMY....!" We cuddled and giggled, the movie
forgotten! A few more minutes of cuddles, gropes, and giggles, and we
decided it had been a lot of day, and we moved our snuggles to the soft,
king sized bed, spooned nakedly in the middle, and drifted off to dreamland.

(To Be Continued)
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