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) Storyguy22@yahoo.com