Date: Thu, 4 Aug 2005 16:00:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Picture This (9)

Passing through the posing phases with Ricky, starting with him fully
clothed, and progressing to the tiny, yellow Speedo, had eaten up the bulk
of our time. The final, and favorite for me, phase of this session had
passed all too quickly, as I manipulated Little Ricky, and those tender,
young boy-balls to a rather intense little dry orgasm. It was definitely
time to get the tyke on his way home, less his Mother become concerned as
to his whereabouts.

Sadly, I helped him get back into his regular clothes, complete with the
small white sailor hat. Even fully dressed for the public, the boy was a
knockout, I decided, but in the Speedo, or less, he was just
delicious....both figuratively, and literally, I just discovered! He sat
his cute behind on the coffee table, and I bent from the sofa, buckling up
his sandals. Finished, I sat back up, seizing the opportunity to run my
hands up the insides of his smooth, slim legs, and into his crotch, once
again gripping now small stub that was Little Ricky. He giggled sweetly as
I groped his boyhood, and I said, "You come back soon, Little Ricky...it's
really awesome helping you feel better!" He giggled some more, then
squeaked, "For sure, Sam...he likes it way better having somebody else rub
on him than just me doing it...I like that way better, too!" I chuckled,
and ruffled his silky soft hair, replying, "Well good, then...cause rubbing
him is something that I like lots, too!"

He stood, and I walked him to the door, patting his cute little butt, as he
said goodbye, and walked down the sidewalk, headed for his rented condo. We
had arranged for him to call my cell tomorrow, as soon as he was able to
get free time, so that we could resume our photo shoot. We did, after all,
have several more skimpy little outfits for him to model, and, old Sam was
definitely interested in a lot more quality time with Little Ricky! I
returned to the living room, picked up the camera, and stripped naked,
pretty much in that order! Horny as a two-peckered goat, I lay back on the
sofa, and stroked my drooling cock, idly scanning through the incredibly
sexy images of Ricky. His natural ability to literally flirt with the
camera was awesome, and the sweet little "get me" looks he came up with
were priceless! By the time I got to the final few of the Speedo ensemble,
I was there, and my throbbing cock erupted, spewing a huge load of my sauce
across my heaving torso in long, thick, ropes! I smacked my lips loudly,
tongue swabbing the inside of my mouth, searching for the lingering traces
of boy-meat flavors that remained from my sucking his sweet little
cock. Aside from very slight initial embarrassment, he had been totally
willing to accept my touches, and my oral ministrations, and I greatly
looked forward to further exploring even more new ground with the
delectable little boy! All in all, a good session, I decided, and cleaned
up, then, fell into bed, and immediately into a deep sleep.

I spent the following morning working up the digital grabs on the computer,
and prepared the CD's for Ricky's later viewing. That pleasant task
accomplished, I gathered up the camera, and my cell phone, locked up, and
headed over to the beach, via the nearby park. One never knows, my young
teen jacker just could be up for a re-take! I strolled the length of the
park, but didn't see my napping boy anyplace. Oh well....another time,
perhaps! As I rounded the large fountain that dominates the center of the
park, I noted a group of several teen boys shooting baskets at the public
courts, so I located a nearby bench, and took a seat, settling back to
observe the vibrant young males at play. Yes, I decided, a very fine way to
pass a morning!

The group consisted of five lads, three of which appeared to be about
fourteen, with the other two being younger, maybe around eleven. After some
further observation, it looked to me like the two younger boys were most
likely brothers of two of the older ones, given several similarities in
features, and coloring. The older boys had now divided up, forming two
teams, one of which was made up of a single older boy and the two tykes,
versus two of the older teens. Not totally equal, but with five, what can
you do? A spirited game of hoops ensued, and soon the lads were shirtless,
their lithe, smooth torso's gleaming with a coating of sweat. They ran, and
jumped, passed the ball around, and took shots, as I watched them, my
camera whirring away happily. There was ample opportunity to zoom in on the
bulging, and shifting crotches of the bigger boys, and I, of course, seized
every one! Wouldn't the world be a beautiful place, I decided, if only
clothes of any kind were outlawed for all males under the age of, oh say,
sixteen!

The boys continued their game, and I was still happily zooming in on their
crotches, when my cell phone started to ring. Setting the camera aside, I
flipped it open, and answered. "Hey, Sam...where are ya?" Chirped Ricky, an
excited tone in his slightly shrill voice. "I'm at the park,
actually...what's up, Little Dude?" I asked him. "They all left...going on
some boat trip, and dinner, and stuff...and so I'm, like, on my own...for,
like, a long time!" My cock gave a small lurch, hearing the phrase that I
had been waiting all morning to hear, and I replied, "That's awesome,
Ricky....so...what are you planning on doing with all that free time?" I
teased him. He giggled, then squealed, "What do you think I wanna do,
Mister sam?" I chuckled, and felt my cock thicken more, and replied, "Gee,
Ricky...I don't know...but if you give me a minute, maybe I can think of
something you'd like doing...!" He giggled again, and yelped, "Oh jeez,
Sam...come on...you know what we're gonna do....we're gonna take my picture
some more!" I chuckled at his enthusiasm, and said, "Ohhh, yea...picture
taking...I remember, now!" He giggled some more, and asked, "So...I can go
to your house right now...are you going there too..?" I did a subtle
adjustment to my rapidly inflating tool, and answered, "Indeed I am,
sexy-boy....and quickly, too!" A small giggle crossed the connection, then,
"Awesome...bye!" And the call went dead. I gave the cute basketball boys
one more good once-over, sighed, and headed for home, my pace much quicker,
and lighter, than on the reverse journey.

Arriving back at my house, I smiled, at seeing sweet Ricky seated on my
front steps. He was shirtless, dressed in just shorts, and his ever present
sandals. He scrambled to his feet, his breath-taking smile spread over his
boyish face, and chirped, "Hey, Sam...I beat ya home!" I grinned, and
ruffled his silken, blond locks, and replied, "Yup...sure enough...but I'm
here, now!" He nodded, and waited as I opened the door, then scampered
inside, me following close behind. I got us some cold sodas from the
fridge, and we sat on the sofa, while he told me of how had barley escaped
the family outing, and had even needed to make up some concocted tale for
his mother about going to a movie with a friend, and his older brother. His
mother, apparently exasperated at his small fit, had relented, and left the
boy to his own plans. A decision, obviously, much applauded by yours truly!

We chatted a bit, then I fired up the slide show of last evenings photo
images, and Ricky became totally absorbed in watching his skillful
posing. As the shots drifted across the TV screen, and his clothing
steadily diminished, he became more and more excited, giggling, and
squealing, as the images became more revealing. The show had progressed to
the skimpy Speedo shots, now, and Ricky giggled, pointing to the TV screen,
his cheeks aglow with a crimson blush. "Oh wow...check it out Sam...you can
almost see my...uh...Little Ricky...in that one!" he squealed. I chuckled,
and nodded my head, gazing fondly at the sharp image of the sexy tyke
filling the large TV screen. "Wow....yes...sure enough...Little Ricky...a
regular TV star!" I commented, and he giggled again. My personal favorite
appeared next, Ricky stretched across the coffee table, propped up on his
elbows behind his back, smooth legs splayed widely, and his perky little
erection clearly visible, as it poked out the front of the tiny Speedo. "Oh
jeez!" he sang, "Look, Sam...you can actually see I got a boner in this
one!" I nodded, and replied, "And a very nice boner it is, too, you sexy
little boy!" He giggled and blushed, muttering, "Ah, Sam....jeez!" I
chuckled, and slipped hy hand into his lap. My fingers boldly closing
around his current hard-on, and said, "Hmm...seems like Little Ricky likes
being on the TV show!" He giggled, and nodded his pretty blond head,
mumbling, "Uh huh...for sure..!"

We continued the slide show, me continuing to fondle his rock hard meat
through his shorts, until it ended. AS the screen went blank, Ricky jumped
to his feet, his sweet boy tool seriously tenting his shorts. Turning
toward me excitedly, he asked, "So, Sam...what kinda stuff are ya gonna let
me wear this time?" I grinned, and got to my feet, walked over to the arm
chair, and picked up the shopping bags. Returning to the sofa, I dumped all
of the contents onto the sofa, and said, "Why don't you pick something this
time...I know that the camera will love whatever you are wearing....or,
even if your just naked!" He blushed slightly redder, and mumbled, "Yea,
huh...maybe so!" I knew that we would get to that point eventually, I just
wasn't sure when! He rummaged through the selection of undies I had
purchased, holding several in front of him, before deciding on a jet black
pair of the silk trunks. He splayed the tiny garment in front of his tented
crotch, giggled sweetly, and cock his almost white eyebrows at me, asking,
"Maybe this one....?" I stared, speechless, and nodded my head.

Quick as a morning hard-on, he skinned out of the shorts he had on, and the
white briefs with them. My heart stopped cold for a minute, as I drank in
the naked wonder of the boy! So smooth, and hairless, save for the few
silky strands that were beginning to emerge on his groin. His pulsing four
inches of boy meat jutting proudly from the small nest, pointed directly at
me! My mouth flooded with saliva as I remembered how the turgid little
prick had swelled inside my mouth, priming itself, just prior to the
pulsing release of his honey. The balls were a bit more lose than last
night, not yet having been scrunched tightly inside the tiny underwear, and
appeared totally hairless. His scrotum was tightly wrinkled, and one small
egg seemed to hang slightly lower than the other. I actually drooled,
catching the errant trail of saliva with my fingers! Ricky giggled at my
reaction to his nude body, and began struggling his way into the small
panty.

I adjusted my stiff cock, and sat down on the sofa, then picked up the
camera, and began snapping rapid shots of his bare package, as he tugged
the snug trunks up his creamy legs. He giggled and squealed as I fired the
shutter as fast as I could make it operate, yelling about my recording his
nakedness. Finally, he got the material, what there was of it, into
place. I set the camera down, and felt my jaw drop, as I stared at him, my
mouth agape. OH My GOD, I thought to myself, un-fucking-believable! The
thing clung to his center like a second skin, molding itself so tightly to
the boys erection, that it was clearly obvious that he was circumcised! Had
he possessed a fuller patch of pubes, you probably could have counted each
one, so tightly did the small panty cling to him! His steely four incher
poked straight out, stretching the already obscene garment until I thought
it might just pop through the silky material! The cloth had again trapped
his small nuggets tightly, and he winced slightly, as he reached down to
tug at the silky material. He giggled, and looked over at me, saying, "Man,
Sam...these are, like, tighter even than the Speedo was...you're gonna have
to have to make my nuts feel better, again!" I grinned, and replied,
"Definitely, Ricky-boy, definitely....and...Little Ricky, too!" Ricky
giggled, nodding his head sweetly!

(To Be Continued)
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