Date: Wed, 7 Sep 2005 10:09:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Robert's Discovery (5)

Robert and I swam, and sunned, enjoying the warm afternoon, and each others
naked body. Being his first exposure, if you will, to nude sunbathing, I
implored him to allow me to coat his fine body with sunscreen in the newly
exposed areas. This had quite naturally led to a strong, and rapid,
resurgence of his boy meat, and I happily returned it to its spent state by
rendering a mind blowing hand job as I deftly "protected" his pride and joy
from harmful UV rays. He lay back on the lounge chair, recovering from his
most recent explosive orgasm, while I propped up on my side next to his
lithe body, and idly ran my fingers through the pools of sweet nectar that
coated his tummy, and chest.

Robert sighed contentedly, and draped an arm over his eyes. He sighed
again, and said, "Jeez, Jake, I never had a clue that it could feel this
way, so freeking awesome!" I chuckled, and slid a slimed finger between my
lips, sucking it, and savoring the nutty flavor that was Robert. "There is
an old song, Sweet-stuff, called We've Only Just Begun, and that, is
exactly right for where you, and I are right now!" He sighed again,
giggling softly, and muttered, "Amazing." I leaned down, and slid my
extended tongue through a remnant of his slick ejaculate, and again savored
his tangy taste, as he flexed, tightening his tummy muscles, as I lapped up
another small streak of the pearly essence. "You're so nasty!" he intoned,
"I really like that!" I laughed, and wiggled my eyebrows at him in my best
dirty old man imitation, then stood up. I extended my arm to him, and said,
"Come on, tiger, let's get a shower, and figure out a food plan." He
stretched his toned, slim, body, making me want to just forget showers, and
food, totally, and ravish every inch of him, until he was unable to
walk. He gripped my hand, and I pulled him to his feet, and nudged him in
the direction of the house. He started across the patio, and, unable to
resist, I tweaked one creamy globe of his sweet butt, as he yelped,
giggling sweetly.

Inside the huge shower stall of the master bedroom, we soaped each other,
teasing our rampant pricks to near orgasm, then backing down, concentrating
on each others hanging balls, and me spending considerable time on Roberts
tight little butt. He flinched, when I slid a sudsy finger over his pink
little pucker, and probed it gently, then relaxed, and allowed me to
penetrate his incredibly tight ring, and slip the length of my index finger
into his soft, warm, tunnel. "Jeeeezz...!" He hissed, his palms pressed
against the tiles, and his smooth, toned legs spread wide. I withdrew to
the first knuckle, then, once again slid into his tightness, going in, and
out, rhythmatically, as I passed my free arm around him, and stroked his
smooth chest, and fingered his taut little nipples. He grunted, and pressed
his perfect little butt back on my finger, and groaned, "Jesus, Jake, I
could cum like this, easy!" I chuckled, and wiggled my finger against his
hard little prostate, and he yelped, going up on his toes, and squealing,
"Fuck, Don't, Dude, `less you want me to shoot right now!" I bumped the
tiny gland once more, then, slid my finger out of him, moving to squeeze
the pulsing shaft of his cock tightly, repelling his demanding urge. He
shuddered strongly, and I dropped lower, my hand curling around the
fullness of his smooth scrotum, and gently manipulated his firm balls. "He
groaned, and mumbled, "Better, and better, every thing you do to me, it's
just all so amazing!" I smiled, and gave his nuts another small squeeze,
and released the snug bag. "Chow time, Sweet-meat!" I told him, "You are
definitely going to need your strength later!" he giggled, and turned his
sweet, young, body under the spray, rinsing away the soap, then stepped out
of the stall. I rinsed also, and turned off the spray, got out, and handed
Robert a towel, then found one for myself.

Cleansed, and dried, we wrapped the towels around our waists, and repaired
to the living room, where I ordered pizza delivery, and snuggled with
Robert, while we waited. The pizza arrived, delivered by a sweet lad about
Robert's age that would have definitely warranted my full attention, had
the circumstances been different. I sighed, as I watched the cute little
butt retreat to his vehicle, and decided that I seriously had all the boy
that I needed in the person of the sweet, naked, nearly fifteen year old
that was cuddled on my sofa. I closed, and locked, the door, and returned
to my nubile, and willing, teen boy! The incredible smells wafting from the
steaming pizza temporarily deterred our raging hormones, and we attacked
the pizza with vigor. Appetites satisfied, we cleaned up the remains, and
resumed our cuddling on the sofa.

I nuzzled Robert's soft neck, nibbling the tender skin there, and lightly
stroked his smooth chest with my fingertips. He was practically purring in
his contentment, and in no time the towel that stretched over his lap was
tenting, big time. I slid my palm over his stiff nipples, and down over his
soft tummy, then, tugged on the towel until it pulled away. His pretty cock
jutted proudly off his sparsely haired groin, fully erect, and pulsing. I
ran my fingers through his small growth of silky pubes, then, ran my index
finger up the underside of his shaft. He moaned softly, and stretched his
smooth legs out in front of him, spreading them. I teased my finger over
the spongy head of his cock, and again ran it down his length, then gently
cupped my palm around his tight scrotum. I rolled his small nuggets in my
fingers, and tugged gently on them, as he moaned again, and pushed his legs
further apart. Releasing his balls, I ran my fingers lightly over his
throbbing boy meat, stroking it gently, and stimulating the sensitive head
each time I reached the tip. "Oh man, that's so awesome." He sighed, and I
repeated the motion, letting my fingers lightly graze the smooth skin of
his inner thighs, and once again tease his tender balls.

The room was quiet, and growing dim in the fading daylight. The only sounds
were Roberts soft moans, and sighs, and our combined heavy breathing. I
moved my hand off his cock, and trailed it over his tummy and chest, my
fingers again flicking at his stiff nipples. He shuddered slightly, and I
whispered against his ear, "Your body is so perfect, Robert, I could touch
you this way forever." He sighed, and replied, "I want that, Jake, I want
you to touch me forever, and everywhere." I lapped at his ear with my
tongue, and continued to softly run my hand over his body, my own cock
aching with need, and desire. "Jake..?" He said, almost a whisper, and I
mumbled, "Hmm..?" He inhaled, and held it minute, then went on, "Uh, that
part in the shower...um...well...inside me, you know...that was, like,
amazing...really amazing!" I smiled, knowing that he was referring to my
massaging his prostate, and replied, "Uh huh, that's very special, always."
Another quiet moment passed, and I continued to stroke him, holding his
level of arousal at a steady plateau, just pleasing him, with no intent to
bring him to orgasm just yet.

Robert lifted his head, and looked at me, a shy smile on his face, and
squeaked, "Um, Jake...could we...uh...well...do it again..?" I looked into his
eyes, and saw the hunger there, his senses all at fever pitch, and nodded
my head. Without a word, I stood, and pulled Robert up with me, and slid an
arm around his shoulders. I moved toward my bedroom, holding Robert close
to me. I walked us to the bed, and gently nudged Robert to lay back, his
head cushioned by the large pillows at the head of the bed. I slid in along
side of him, and gently kissed his creamy cheek, then looked into his
eyes. "I want you to just totally relax, Robert, relax, and just enjoy the
sensations. If you give yourself up to it, it can be incredible, more than
you ever imagined. He looked deeply into my eyes, and smiled, then said,
"It already is more than I imagined," I pressed my lips to his briefly,
then dropped to his smooth chest, flicking my tongue at his silky skin,
loving the taste of him, and moving my mouth to his nipples. He shuddered,
groaning softly, as I lapped the stiff nubbin, then close my lips over its
stiffness, sucking gently. He arched his back slightly, and moaned, and I
licked across his chest to repeat the attention on his other hard nipple.

Working down his lean torso, I plunged my tongue tip into his concave
little navel, and his hands grabbed at my hair. Moving lower, I captured
strands of his light pubic growth in my teeth, and tugged them gently, as
he groaned, and gently thrust his slim hips upward. I seized the rock hard
shaft of his cock, and held it, as I ran my tongue over the shiny head of
it several times, causing him to groan, and tug at my hair. I tongued his
firm ball sac, wetting it, and gently sucked each orb in turn, before
moving the hairless bag upward, and stabbing my tongue into his
perineum. He yelped, and groaned, as I tongued him there, pressing firmly,
to apply external pressure to his already stimulated prostate. I shifted my
body lower on the bed, and lifted his smooth legs, then slid in between
them. My hands gripped the firm little globes of his butt, and opened them,
as he caught on, and raised his bent legs higher. His pink little pucker
came into view, and I gasped at the sight of it, tiny, and tightly
wrinkled. He groaned, and mumbled above me, "Oh Jake...oh jeez...please...!" I
wet my fingertip, and lightly touched his treasure, rubbing tiny circles
over the hot skin, and felt the small ridges of muscle that defined the
very core of the boy, the entrance to his hidden treasures.

He tensed briefly as I fingered his pucker, and I whispered for him to
relax. He sighed heavily, and I felt him relax his muscles where my finger
pressed gently into him. I leaned in, and lapped the creamy skin of his
upturned cheeks, then slid my tongue into his warm cleft, finding his small
wrinkle, and lapping at it with tiny flicks of my tongue. "UMmmm...jeez...!"
he grunted, and lifted his bent legs higher still. I lapped the small
ridges of muscle again, then rolled my tongue tightly, and pressed against
the tightness, adding pressure, and finally slipping past his tight, tasty,
ring. He exhaled sharply, and tensed again, then groaned deeply, and
relaxed. I added pressure to my tongue, and slipped deeper into his
incredibly hot tunnel, as he raised his hips slightly, and pushed back at
my invasion. "Jake....ohhh...jeez!" he squeaked, and I worked my tongue,
stabbing at his creamy tunnel, my fingers working the pliant flesh of his
melons.

Driving my tongue in and out, and stabbing it at his inner depth, I tongued
his tasty chute until my jaw threatened to lock up. His hips had reached a
rhythm of their own, as he thrust his tight butt to meet my own thrusts, as
his small fists hammered at the mattress. His groans had become a steady
cadence of passion filled sounds above me, and I could feel the wetness on
my cheek of his flowing precum. Finally, I had to surrender to the acing
tightness in my jaw, and withdrew from his silken tunnel. I lifted my head,
and captured his rock hard cock, swallowing it until my nose met his sparse
pubes. He groaned, and thrust his hips upward, his fingers clutching large
globs of the bedspread, as his head rolled side to side on the pillow. I
reached out blindly, stabbing at the drawer of the night stand, and jerked
it open. My fingers closed around the bottle of KY, and I fingered the cap
open. I held the swollen head of Roberts cock tightly in my lips, and
pressed my tongue against the tiny, leaking slit, my taste buds reacting to
his acrid precum. He groaned loudly, and thrust his cock upward, driving
the drooling head into my throat. I pulled back, and released his thrusting
cock, and lifted his smooth legs, bending them, and pushing his knees to
his chest. He looked up at me, his face flushed, and shining with sweat,
and locked his eyes on mine. He nodded his head, and squeaked,
"Jake...shit...Jake...please...yes...!"

I scooted between his bent legs, and poured a large bubble of the KY onto
my hand, coating my fingers in the slick gel. I reached out, and spread the
lube over his tight pucker, then, pressed against it until my greased digit
slipped inside him. He yelped, and tensed briefly, then exhaled sharply
again, and relaxed. My finger slid easily inside his heat until it bottomed
out, and I held it there, not moving, as he adjusted. I looked at him, and
he nodded, and squeaked, "Oh god....Jake...just....oh.....hurry, OK..?" I slid
my finger part way out of him, and rotated it, locating his hard little
gland, and stroking it. "Agggg....jeez...yesss....!" he hissed, and I rubbed
it some more, watching his granite hard cock twitch, and spasm between his
bent legs. I stroked his gland again, then again, and watched, as a steady
drizzle of his precum oozed from his slit. "Jake...shit...don't...gonna
cum...!" he groaned, and I stopped, and withdrew my finger from his
tightness. I coated my aching cock with the KY, and gripped my shaft,
bringing just my dripping head into contact with his tight ring. I rubbed
the slippery head back and forth on his opening, and added slight
pressure. He sucked in a deep breath, and flexed his slim hips, lifting,
and pushing himself back at me. "Ohhhh....jeeez....Jake....yesss...!" He
wailed, and I pushed, slowly and steadily, into him. My cock head felt the
resistance, then the relaxing, of his pucker, then, slid past his
entrance. He exhaled deeply, emitting a deep grunt, and I felt him relax
again. I inched forward slowly, steadily moving my full length inside him,
my head spinning from the incredible sensation of penetrating his inner
heat, and smoothness. My cock bottomed out in his gripping chute, and I
stopped, reveling in the feel of his muscles gripping my shaft with the
strength of a vise. "Oh Robert, Baby, Oh God!" I groaned, and he grunted,
as I slowly withdrew my throbbing cock until just the head remained,
clamped unbelievably tightly just behind his gripping ring.

We paused there a minute, the room filled with our combined groans, grunts,
and labored breathing. I slowly moved my length back into him, shivering at
his incredible smoothness, and heat. I paused again, as I slid fully inside
him, and looked at his flushed face. "OK, Baby..?" I whispered, and he
nodded, flashing me a small grin, then squeaked, "Really....really...ok!" I
smiled, and gently moved into a steady rhythm, in and out, fucking the boy,
my head reeling with the myriad of heart-stopping sensations. Too soon, it
became too much to control, my lust reaching an uncontrollable level, and I
felt my balls begin to boil as I slid my aching cock in and out of Roberts
slick passage. I thrust into him again, and felt my cock slide over his
small inner nut, and he yelped, thrusting strongly upward, as his sweet
meat exploded, erupting in long ropes of his creamy boy cum, splattering
wetly across his heaving tummy, and chest. Unnnggggg.....Agggg...Jake!!!!!"
he yelled loudly, as I withdrew, and once more stabbed deeply inside him,
my own cock jerking in spasms, as I flooded his tender tunnel with my
molten load. I buried my spitting tool to the hilt, and held rock still,
savoring every spasm, as I unloaded every drop of my boiling essence into
his bowels.

Spent, and exhausted, my chest heaving for air, I collapsed sideways next
to Robert, my witling cock popping free of his clenching chute noisily. I
flopped onto the bed beside him, and pulled his shaking body to me, holding
him, as we both gasped for breath, sweat covering our exhausted bodies. We
lay there for some time, recovering slowly from the intensity of the event,
and I finally lifted my head, looking into his eyes. "Robert..." I started,
"Oh God...Robert...Baby...!"  He looked into my eyes a second or two, then a
smile painted his pretty, flushed face, and he squeaked, "Wow!"

(To Be Continued)
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