Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2006 13:26:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Blowing Bobby's Brother (7)

       Young Scotty and I continued our hot little trysts over the ensuing
few weeks, with me seizing every opportunity to squirrel away someplace
private with him, and hungrily suck his cute cock, and feast on his creamy
young loads. As from the beginning, Scott occasionally was motivated, for
whatever reason, to provide reciprocation in the form of jerking me off,
which I certainly enjoyed, and appreciated, but my main game was getting
his rigid young meat in my mouth, just as it had been in my relationship
with his older brother Bobby.

   I had been continually frustrated with never seeming to find an
opportunity to be completely alone with Scotty, nor having the time, and
place, to completely relax, and take my time exploring his hot little
fourteen year old body as I wanted to. From the inception, the bulk of our
play time had been limited to my car, or all to quick gropes in the bushes
someplace, but finally, that situation was about to change for the
better. A couple of weeks back, my Dad had come home from his office
beaming as brightly as I had ever seen, and he announced to my Mother that
he had won some kind of call-in contest on a radio program, and the prize
was a 3 day, 2 night trip to Las Vegas, all expenses paid for 2. The news
made me nearly as ecstatic as it did my rent's for a couple of reasons, one
being that they rarely splurged on such extravagances in their marriage,
and, more importantly, it meant that the house was mine during the duration
of their junket.

   Time seemed to crawl as I eagerly awaited the day of their departure,
but finally it had arrived. The down side was that (a) their flight was
pretty much a redeye, with an ungodly departure time of 11:00 pm. and, (b)
I was assigned to drive them to the airport in order to avoid the
ridiculous parking fee that would be levied should they leave the car at
the airport that long. It meant that I would have to sacrifice one night of
the parent-free zone, since it would be way too late to hookup with Scotty
by the time I deposited the folks, and returned home, but, I figured, what
the hell, that still left most of two and a half days, and a night for me
to ravage young Scotty to my hearts content. I could barely wait.

   After duly depositing the parents at the airport, and seeing them off, I
drove home, and celebrated my new independence by snogging one of Dad's
beers from the fridge, and parading all over the house, and back yard,
totally naked. I finally crawled into my bed, staying naked, and resisted
the very strong urge to jack off, and went to sleep, my mind filled with
very nasty thoughts of young Scott-boy. Upon waking in the morning, I
completed my morning routine, showered, and fixed myself a naked
breakfast. There was something to be said for this living alone thing,
definitely, I decided.

   Breakfast finished, I cleaned up, and sauntered into the living room,
and stretched out naked on the sofa, the telephone in my hand, and punched
up Scotty's cell. As I listened to the ringing, I idly stroked my
burgeoning cock, and smiled, as I heard the melodic sound of his not fully
changed voice say hello.

   "Hey, hot stuff....what's up...?"

   He giggled softly, and replied,

   "Hey, Josh....nutin, right now....but...you can fix that, I bet...!"

   I chuckled, and realized that I was actually nodding my head in
agreement, then answered,

   "Most definitely, hottie-boy....and...just as soon as I can spirit your
sweet little body over here, I plan to do just that...and then...again...!"

   Another cute little giggle, and I could picture him, a soft little blush
coloring his creamy smooth cheeks, and his perfect little boy nail swelling
in his undies.

   "Well, then..." he retorted, "What seems to be holding you up...?....I
been ready for, like, hours...!"

   The perfect answer, I decided, so, without further ado, I told him,

   "You better be ready, little dude, cause you are going places you have
only dreamed of before today....and don't bother overdressing...this house is
a naked house for the duration of my well deserved freedom, and, you are
going to be the star attraction, dude..!"

   That dredged up another little giggle, and again, I could almost see him
blushing, but he loved it, I know, and besides, I meant it.

   "So, dude...shall I pick you up, or...?" I asked him.

   " I was gonna ride my bike....you don't need to drive over here, it's
actually really close..." he answered.

   "Ok, cool then....so....hop on that scooter, and get your stuff over here,
hottie....and....don't hurt those cute balls on that bike, ok...?"

   Scotty giggled again, and mumbled something that sounded like "no way,"
and said he was on his way, as he cut the connection. I hung up the phone,
and headed to my room, thinking it might be best to not greet my young
guest totally naked. Opting for the bare minimum, I slipped on a pair of
nylon basketball shorts, letting my stuff freeball it inside the smooth
material, thinking that not only would that condition be fairly obvious to
Scott, but it plain felt wicked, too. I did a brief check of the look in my
mirror, and decided it worked, then, headed back to the living room in
response to the ringing doorbell.

   I swung open the door to reveal a widely grinning Scott, his dazzling
smile once again jolting my balls, and I let my eyes drift over the little
cutie. He had on a tank top, the large arm hole of which exposed a good
portion of skin in his chest area, and a very snug pair of cutoff jeans
that clung nicely to the various intriguing bulges at his crotch. I stepped
back, and indicated for him to come in, then, turned and followed his cute
little butt into the living room. We settled on the sofa, and I sat very
close to him, and promptly dropped my hand onto his smooth upper thigh, and
said,

   "Nice, dude...love the look...very hot, as always..."

   He grinned some more, moving his slender legs a bit further apart, and I
took that as an invitation to say hello to his turgid little boyhood, as I
moved my hand into his lap, and gripped his already half hard cock. He
giggled softly, then, made a small moaning sound, as I manipulated his
penis up and down inside the tight cutoffs, as his swelling dick rapidly
consumed what little slack there was in the material. Scott was definitely
digging it, murmuring a series of soft moans, as I worked my fingers on the
snap, and zip of the little cutoffs.

   I got them open, then, grabbed the hem of the tank top, and pulled it
over his head, dropping it to the floor. He leaned back against the
cushions, and smiled at me, as I savored the smoothness of his tanned skin,
and the small brownish nipples that dotted his hairless chest. Man, did he
look good enough to eat, and that, was exactly what I intended to do, eat
him, all of him! I reached out a hand, and ran it lightly over his soft
skin, feeling the muscle structure of his chest, and the softer skin of his
stomach, and he shuddered, as I ran my fingers over his small nipples
several times. I was surprised when the small nubs grew stiffly erect, and
rock hard under my fingers, and without much thought as to why, I leaned
in, and licked them, moving back and forth between them, and Scott
shuddered again, as he muttered, nearly a whisper,

   "Oh man....wow...that's...tingly....cool, actually...!"

   Encouraged by his reaction, I pursed my lips, and began sucking on the
erected buds, and that drew an ever greater response from Scotty, as he
moaned again, and arched his back, literally feeding me the rigid
tissue. Continuing to move between his extended nipples, sucking and
licking, I ran my hand down over his soft tummy, and inside the gaping
cutoffs, fondling his very erect penis as I assaulted his sensitive nipples
over and over. His hands went to my head, the fingers threading through my
hair, as he pressed his chest out toward me, and I gently bit down on one
nipple, as he groaned, and mumbled my name. I worked my fingers into his
snug briefs, and groped his satin smooth penis, feeling the oozing wetness
that escaped the tiny slit of his cock head, and moved to nip my teeth at
the other nipple, as Scotty bucked his small hips, pressing his rigid
boyhood against my groping fingers.

   I pulled back from his nipples, and looked, seeing the small, tight
circles glisten from the wetness of my saliva, and the stiff little points
protruding from the center. Our eyes met briefly, and he slowly shook his
head, as he uttered,

   "Wow...that's pretty amazing...!"

   I smiled, and nodded my agreement, and, for whatever crazy reason, I
leaned in toward him, and extended the tip of my tongue, and ran it
sideways over his soft, lush lips, then replied,

   "You, little dude, is what's amazing...you make me crazy
hot...and....well.....oh, shit...!"

   And, with that oh-so-eloquent declaration, and as if I had done it all
of my life, I actually kissed him. He went tense for a few seconds, as I
closed my mouth over his, and nudged at his pursed lips with my tongue,
then, gave a small shudder, and groaned, as his mouth relaxed, and opened
against my own, and I slid my tongue into his warm, wet mouth. His hands
moved up and held my head, as he began to adamantly kiss me back, his
tongue dueling with mine, as I continued to fondle his leaking cock. I
pulled back a bit then, and looked into his wide, but smiling eyes, then
moved in to kiss him again, letting him push his tongue into my mouth, as I
sucked it like I intended to suck his pretty little cock.

   Breaking our kiss, Scott gazed into my eyes, and again gave a small head
shake, as he mumbled,

   "Man...that is so....intense...wow....!"

   I couldn't have agreed more with that summation, and I nodded my head,
and winked at him, then, leaned into him, and began tracing my tongue down
over his smooth torso, making small laps at his creamy smooth skin, until I
pushed my tongue into the tiny cave of his navel. He squealed softly as I
plunged in and out of the tiny button, apparently somewhat ticklish there,
and I licked my way lower, as I slid down to my knees between his splayed
legs. I looked up at him, and winked again, as my fingers seized the small
cutoffs, and tugged them down his thighs, and calves, until they slipped
off his feet, and puddled on the floor beside his tank top. I sat back on
my heels, and looked at him, so tanned, and smooth, and so very exciting,
his pulsing treasure now just barely contained in the very small, and tight
little white brief. His penis was clearly defined in the tight briefs, and
I swore I could actually see it throb with his rapid heart rate, and I
noted a quarter-sized wet spot where the helmet shaped head strained at the
tight cloth, and I decided that he might well be the sexiest sight I had
ever seen in my life. His nearly pretty face was flushed, and lightly
gleaming with a film of excited sweat, and his smooth chest rose, and fell
rapidly, as he watched me intently with those gorgeous eyes.

   I laid my hands on his hairless thighs, just above the knees, and slowly
walked my fingers up the insides of his thighs until I encountered the
plump bulge of his trapped balls, and I groped the firm nuggets gently,
then, finger-walked the underside of his rampant penis until my finger
reached the drooling head, and I pressed against the wetness there, as he
groaned deeply. I hooked my fingers into the elastic of the briefs, and
tugged them down, lifting slightly to extend the taut cloth over his rigid
penis, then slid them down his legs, and off, adding them to the pile of
his other clothing. His proud boyhood sprang free, and lay pulsing against
his sparse pubic growth, and I licked my lips in anticipation, at seeing
the shiny wetness of the silky smooth head, and the plump, hairless scrotum
below.

   I inhaled sharply, and leaned forward, moving my palms up onto his soft
little tummy, as I extended my tongue once more, and lapped wetly over his
tight little scrotum, wetting it, then gently sucking each nugget in
turn. Scotty melted back against the sofa, and I prodded his stiff nipples
with my fingers, as I released his tight bag, and ran the flat of my tongue
up the underside of his cock, making tiny little flicks with my tongue
tip. I saw his hands ball into tight fist, and he pounded them at the
cushion, as I washed over the oozing head of his boyhood with my tongue,
relishing the nutty flavor of his leaking fluid. I gripped the very base of
his rock hard penis in thumb, and finger, lifting it off his groin, and
washed my tongue over the glassy smooth head several times, then, slowly
slid the entire length of him into my hungry mouth, as my right hand
dropped to gently knead his plump sac.

   "AGgggg.....!: he chirped, as I felt his cock head bump the back of my
throat, and I swallowed several times rapidly, letting the soft tissues
there massage the glassy smooth head of his throbbing meat, before slowly
withdrawing until only the head remained firmly encased in my lips. I
sucked it, stabbing at the leaking slit with my tongue, and tugged gently
on his full balls, then, settled into a rhythm, gliding my drooling mouth
up and down his penis, as I matched the strokes with my fingers at its
base. His cute little butt was humping at me now, as his excitement
mounted, and I knew he was getting close, so I redoubled my efforts,
suddenly eager to have his creamy ejection flood my mouth.

   Scott's hips bucked faster, driving his boyhood in and out of my
drooling mouth, and the wicked slurping sounds, and his increasingly louder
groans filled the room, and he suddenly lurched strongly, his penis jerking
strongly inside my mouth, as his balls eagerly gave up their creamy nectar,
and he suddenly erupted, jetting rapid pulses of warm, slippery cum into my
mouth. The first strong volley flooded my already very full cavity, and I
quickly gulped down his boy honey, then withdrew slightly, holding his
pulsing cock in my fingers, as he jetted the remainder of his load over my
tongue, and down my throat.

   Spent then, and heaving for breath, Scotty slumped back against the
sofa, as I milked his rapidly wilting shaft, urging the final weak dribbles
of his sweetness into my tongue, before I released it, and rocked back on
my heels, running my tongue over the roof of my mouth to savor the
aftertaste of his creamy discharge. I looked up at him, and he grinned
weakly, once more shaking his head slowly, as he muttered,

   "Holy shit, Batman....just....holy....shit....!"

   I grinned, and moved into him, once more washing my tongue up the length
of his smooth torso, and I gently cradled his head in my hands, as I placed
my mouth over his, and slid my tongue into his mouth, letting him sample
the fruits of his effort for what I was betting was his first time. His
tongue swirled around in my mouth, tentative at first, then with more
deliberate action, as apparently became aware of what he was tasting, and,
as he pulled back, he giggled, and said,

   "Hey...wow....that's not so awful, actually...not really awful, at all...!"

   I dropped my head down, and blew a quick, but very noisy-wet raspberry
on his soft little tummy, then, lifted my head, and gave him a wink, as he
giggled, and told him,

   "Awful...?....no way, dude...it's awesome....and...even better when it's
direct from the source...!"


   He flushed slightly, making a slightly squeamish expression on his cute
face, but nodded anyway, and chirped,

   "Yea...?....well....dunno....maybe so, tho...!"

(To Be Continued)
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