Date: Mon, 8 Aug 2005 13:26:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: picture this (11)

We lay there quietly for a few minutes, Ricky, and Little Ricky, recovering
from the intense orgasm. I shifted around a little on the bed, and probed
my crotch, looking for a better position for my aching erection. Ricky
noticed my squirming, and lifted his pretty head off my chest, his eyes
drifting southward. His near-white eyebrows shot up, and his gorgeous eyes
lit up brightly, as he shrieked, "Oh jeez, Sam...your dickey is, like,
huge!" I gasped loudly, as the little guys hand snaked down across my
torso, and his fingers closed around my pulsing shaft, squeezing it
firmly. "Oh man...yours is all hard like a rock, too...hey Sam...I wanna
see yours, too...ok?" He squeaked, his hand firmly stroking up and down my
length, outside my seriously tented shorts.

Ask, and `ye shall receive, has always been my motto, and I rapidly reached
down to tear at my shorts, popping some buttons in the quick process. I
tugged at the zipper, and shoved the shorts down my legs, thumbs hooking
the waist band of my underwear in the process. My rock hard erection sprung
free, and slapped somewhat noisily against my abdomen. Ricky stared at it,
wide eyed, for a beat, then once again reached his small hand toward the
throbbing meat. "Oh jeez...oh wow...oh man...it's, like, all hot, and
really, really hard! He muttered, his soft hand gripping the shaft, and
pumping it, causing a dollop of precum to drool from the slit. I released
another loud groan, as a course of electricity shivered its way down my
spine. Another few pumps of his delicate little hand, and the crystal clear
eyes rolled up toward my face. Our eyes met, and Ricky pasted that killer
grin across his darling face, and squeaked, "Does it feel all good,
Sam...am I doin' it right?" I nodded my head rapidly, pretty much unable to
speak just then, and he giggled, then, shifted his full attention back to
the....uh...task at hand!

My hips had begun a slight bucking, all of their own volition, and the
slight movement apparently drew the lad's attention to my slightly
swinging, and overly loaded, balls. His eyes went wide again, and his voice
cracked slightly, as he drew his free hand toward the bulging bag, saying,
"Oh jeez...oh wow...you got, like, really huge balls, too!" And I groaned
yet again, as the second small hand closed gingerly over my bloated
scrotum! He held my balls in his palm, almost as if gauging their weight,
and fullness, while his right hand remained busy stroking my turgid tool. I
lay there, totally captivated, by the incredible sight of his smallish
hands working my cock and balls like a veteran!

Another offering of precum oozed from my slit, and he watched it slowly
begin to droll down my shaft. "Oh, cool!" he chirped, and his small thumb
stopped its gravitational fall, capturing the shiny fluid, and smearing
it's wetness across my taut cock head. I shuddered, and produced yet
another small growl of pleasure. Ricky released my stuff suddenly, and
quick as a flash, he spun his naked little body, and planted his cute butt
onto the mattress, squarely sitting between my outstretched, and widely
splayed, legs. He giggled, and resumed his briefly abandoned handiwork,
jacking my drooling shaft with his right hand, and quite expertly fondling
my aching balls with the other! My slight hip humping resumed as well, and
my moans seemed to be getting much more frequent, and louder!

He swiped his small thumb over my leaking head again, and I felt a strong
jolt of pure bliss course through me, and realized that this was not going
to last! Much as I wanted the unbelievable feelings to go on forever, it
was simply too much for my senses, the physical intensity, coupled with the
incredible visual of an eleven year old pair of boy-hands deftly working my
aching cock and balls, was too much! I felt my balls lurch, pulling
slightly upward, as Ricky renewed his grip on them, and my cock gave a
strong jerk in his closed fist, as my pent up load began its streak up the
length of my spasming cock. Ricky's eyes again widened, as he felt the
force of my juices flow through his tightly closed little fist, and went
wider still, as my cock exploded, spewing rapid fire ropes of my cum, the
long, white streamers splattering over my chest, and stomach. Four, I
think, maybe five, strong jets erupted, followed by some dribbles of the
slimy stuff, that oozed down over his small fist. His pouty little mouth
gaped widely, and his eyes were small saucers, as he took in the fruits of
his labor, anxiously eyeing my well painted torso, and his equally well
painted hand. He released my now softening cock, and moved his slimed hand
close to his face, his eyes wide with wonder, at the sight of my spooge
trailing off the edge of his hand, and dropping onto my spent balls
below. His eyes moved to meet mine, and his pretty face erupted into a
slightly devilish little grin, and he squeaked, "Oh wow, Sam....oh
wow...that's awesome!" I grinned, chuckling, and reached out to pull him
forward on top of me, my slick load smearing itself between our naked
bodies. "Awesome, for sure, Ricky-boy...just...like....YOU!" I told him,
holding his slim little body in a serious bear-hug!

After allowing my ragged breathing to regain a semblance of normal, I
decided that a shower was definitely the next order of business. I rubbed
Ricky's soft, smooth, back, letting my hands wander over his creamy twin
globes, and kneading the firm flesh with my fingers. "How about a nice
shower, Champ?" I asked him, and he lifted his head off my chest, and
grinned at me. A sweet giggle erupted from him, and he replied,
"Really...cool...I never actually showered together, before!" I chuckled,
and dipped a finger into his moist little cleft, gently probing his tiny
pucker, and said, "Well, you don't know what you have been missing,
sexy-boy...let's do it!" He squealed, as I tickled his tight entrance, and
rolled off me to the bed, and stood. I looked at the slim little beauty,
and grinned, my eyes focused on his proud little nail, as it stood straight
out from his near hairless groin, once again fully erect! I rolled off the
mattress, and scooped him up in my arms, heading for the bathroom, as I
lifted him, and slid his hard little cock in my mouth. He giggled, and
squealed, the whole trip, until I released his yummy little meat, and
deposited him onto the bathroom floor. I got the jets going, and nudged his
naked little buns into the stall, me in very close pursuit!

We stood under the warm spray, rinsing the cum, and sweat from our skin,
and I picked up the soap bar, working a rich suds onto my hands. I sat on
the small corner seat in the stall, and pulled the naked little wonder
close, my hands working the lather over his body. I slipped my hands into
his smooth underarms, and fingered the creamy skin, as he broke out in
hysterics, apparently highly ticklish in that particular region. I soaped
across his smooth chest, my fingers teasing each tiny nipple into
stiffness, then, moved lower, lathering his soft tummy. I applied more
lather, and captured his hard little cock, and balls, together, letting my
slippery hands bring him pleasure, as he giggled, and thrust his hard nail
at my slick hand. I let it go, and lifted first one leg, then the other,
placing his small foot on my thigh, as I soaped each hairless leg, and
thigh, then, reached my hand between his wide open legs, and carefully
washed his hanging little ball sac. Working fresh suds onto my hands, I
again reached between his open legs, and soaped his firm little melons, my
forearm bouncing his small balls in the process. My fingers slid into his
snug little cleft, and passed across his small pucker several times, as he
giggled, and bounced in front of me. "Yea, Sam!" he chirped, "Do that some
more...I really like that!" I grinned, and added slight pressure, causing
my finger to penetrate past his snug ring, and slide inside an inch, or
so. "OH...jeez...cool...!" he sang, and I worked the finger around a
little. "Uh Sam...uh....jeez...!" He chirped, and I moved it some more,
adding another half inch of depth. "What, Little man?" I asked him, and he
started again, "Uh...well...like...before...you...licking me there...was
it, like....gross, doing it?" I chuckled, and stabbed his tight chute
lightly, replying, "No way, sexy-boy...not even a little...all of you
tastes great!" he giggled, and wiggled his little buns, muttering,
"Awesome...jeez, Sam...you're like, the best, you know?" I chuckled, and
kissed his soapy cheek. I slipped my finger out of him, and stood, pushing
him under the spray, and rinsing the abundance of soap from his slightly
flushed body. I turned him, and parted his tight little buns, aiming the
water over his pink little wrinkle, my breath catching as I eyed the small
boy pussy.

Having him pretty much soap free, and squeaky clean, I lifted him by his
underarms, and stood him on the small stool. I smiled at his rampant little
hard-on, as it swayed in front of him, then, dropped to the floor in my
knees. I spread his slim legs wide, and inched in between them, leaned in,
and swallowed that proud little meat to its base! He yelped loudly, and
gripped my shoulders with his hands, as I quickly, and efficiently, sucked
him to yet another watery orgasm, his sweet essence coating my tongue with
his boy-tastes!

We finished the shower, and dried off, me seizing yet one more opportunity
to touch his creamy, flawless, skin everywhere, before getting him
dressed. At the door, I hugged him, and lightly tongued his full lips,
before sending him safely on his way home, our meeting for the following
day securely arranged. I fixed myself a much needed libation of adult
beverage, and sat naked on the sofa, slowly reviewing the afternoon's
images on the camera, my right hand deftly inducing one more orgasm, ending
a very productive day!

(to Be Continued)
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