Scott and I drank a soda, then, I led him back to my bedroom, where he stretched out on my bed, and propped a pillow behind his head. I gazed hungrily at his lithe, naked body, then, dropped my own shorts to the floor, and stretched out naked beside him. I rolled into my side, and propped my head on one hand, as I idly ran my fingers over his creamy smooth skin. As I made small circles around his tight nipples, he shuddered, and said,
"Man, that is really amazing....when you touch me there, it's like I get this kind of jolt in my balls....like they were connected, or something...I never knew my nips were hooked up to my balls before..."
I gave his nipple a little tweak, and watched his cute penis stir at this groin, and replied,
"Well, we are all wired up with tons of nerves, and who knows what is connected where...and as long as it feels good...who cares, right...?"
He grinned, nodding his head, as he lifted his arms, and folded his hands behind his head. Unable to resist, I leaned down, and licked the cloud soft skin of his hairless underarm, and he flinched, and giggled, as I lapped at the ticklish area. I licked my way over to his distended nipples, and took turns licking, and sucking the rigid little nubs, and from the corner of my eye I could see his sculpted penis unfurl, and grow once more fully erect. I pulled back, and ran my hand down over his tummy, and let my fingers drift through his sparse, silky pubes, tugging gently on them. His sprouting here seemed to be fairly recent, and still very much a work in progress, but what light growth there was tended to define his progress from boy to man, as did the proud staff of budding maturity that pulsed against his groin, and the rather plump, and slightly descended scrotum, and balls. Another year would provide a marked difference, I thought, and idly wondered what this area had looked like a year or so back.
I brushed my fingers over his stiff penis, as I let my hand drift down, then, gently hefted his scrotum in my palm, gauging the heft of his balls. I looked closely at his taut sac, and noted the absence of any hair growth on the soft, slightly wrinkled bag, and ran a finger along the center seam that dissected the pouch perfectly as it ran from front to back. I prodded a finger into the firm skin just behind his balls, and let it drift back to the indentation that led to his very center, and he groaned softly, as I let just the tip of my finger dip into the warm crevice, and lightly run over the tiny ridges of tissue that guarded this mysterious place. I sensed him tensing slightly, and withdrew, kind of surprising myself with my curiosity, and mild interest in this area, as I moved higher on the bed, and curled my fist around his warm, smooth cock, and looked into his stunning eyes.
"God, your awesome, you know that...?...cute...sexy...delicious...you have it all going on, dude...definitely..!" I told him, and his cute face flushed from the compliment.
He made no reply, just held my gaze with those azure eyes for a minute, as I continued to lightly stroke his rigid penis, then a serious expression painted over his face, and he said,
"So are you, Josh...seriously...you...and....all of this...amazing...how good you make me feel...all over...jeez...I even liked you kissing me...hehe...I did, dude...even that!"
Still staring into the blue pools of his eyes, I gave him a tiny wink, and mumbled,
"Me too, Scotty...man....I liked that, too...!"
As I mumbled the words, I was slowly advancing on those lush, soft lips of his, and I saw his mouth part in anticipation, as our lips made contact, then added pressure, until we once more connected in a deep, tongue dueling, open mouthed kiss. Both of us emitted soft moans of pleasure as we took turns swabbing the inside of the others warm mouth, and I flinced slightly, as he startled me by dropping his hand down to grip my throbbing erection. He stroked me, as I continued to glide my hand over his own rigid cock, and we broke the kiss, staring into each others hungry eyes silently.
Scotty finally blinked, exhaling deeply, as he breathed softly,
"Wow...oh man...wow...!"
I only nodded my agreement, lost somewhere in those blue pools, and was goaded from my reverie, when he suddenly placed his palm on my chest, and pushed me back, softly telling me to lie back. I turned onto my back, Scott's fist still firmly gripping my rock hard erection, and dropped my head on a pillow, as he rolled, and lowered his head to my chest. I gasped, feeling the wetness of his tongue flicking over my nipple, and gasped again, as he clamped his lush lips over the cone of flesh, and sucked at it.
"Oh Scotty...damn...oh damn...!" I grunted.
He lifted his head, and looked up at me, his face flushed, and his eyes alive with excitement, and maybe a tiny touch of uncertainty, as he said, almost in a whisper,
"Shhh, dude...quiet...just...let me...ok..?"
I held his gaze, my mind reeling with the shock of his suddenly assuming this more aggressive role, while at the same time registering my intense desire, and passion, for him to do exactly that. I inhaled a deep breath, and released it, as I relaxed onto the pillow, and closed my eyes, replying to his plea by simply closing my eyes. I gasped once more, as his lips, and tongue, returned to my nipples, and I smiled, as I came to fully understand his earlier connection between nipples, and balls. He moved lower then, drawing his tongue over the skin of my chest, and stomach, and I felt his shift on the mattress, as his warm breath suddenly washed over the damp head of my cock, and I lifted my head, my eyes popping open, and looked down, just in time to watch the pink tip of his tongue extend, and washed over the head of my cock.
"Scotty....fuck, man....what...?" I groaned, a strong shudder of pleasure washing over me.
He ignored me, his focus totally on the steely shaft he held in his fingers, as he once more dragged his tongue across the scalding head of my cock. I dropped my head back to the pillow, my brain processing so many sensations, and thoughts, that it made me dizzy, and I groaned deeply again, as Scotty lowered his head, and slid my rigid cock into his warm, wet, mouth.
I knew instantly what I was feeling, but seemed unable to fully believe it without adding some second sense to confirm it, so I again lifted my head, and looked down over my heaving torso. I groaned loudly, my brain registering the incredible sight of this delicious young boy moving his silky mouth up and down the length of my erection, and I groaned even louder, and dropped my head back to the pillow, as I muttered,
"Scotty...oh God...Scotty...!"
He worked at it, kind of gagging once or twice, as he adjusted to his task, and his teeth only lightly scraped me once or twice, as he found his rhythm, and style, sucking me as well as anyone ever had, as his hand explored my heavy balls, and inner thighs. I was seeing tiny, white-hot lights behind my eyes, and my breath was ragged, and swift, as Scotty brought me ever closer to the edge with his unpolished, but definitely mind-bending efforts, and I felt my nuts tighten in that tell-tale way. I reached down, and threaded my fingers into his soft hair, and lightly gripped his bobbing head, and told him,
"Scotty...babe...oh damn...close, dude...watch it...or...!"
He grunted, never missing a beat of his silky soft mouth moving over my rapidly swelling cock, and I felt the eruption release deep in my balls. I gripped his head again, and grunted for him to look out, but he only held my shaft tighter, his fingers stroking at the base in sync with his incredible mouth, and I lost it, totally. My cock lurched inside his mouth, and felt as if it might have exploded into a million pieces, as my load spewed strongly into his mouth, jet after rapid jet pulsing across his tongue, and literally flooding his mouth as though it was never going to stop.
Scotty held on for the first volleys, then gagged badly, as he tried to swallow, and keep pace with the river of cum that poured into his ravaged mouth, and he pulled back, spitting and coughing, until narrow streams of my semen trickled from his nostrils. His gorgeous eyes were wide as saucers, and more semen trailed from the corners of his puffy lips, and he swabbed at them with the back of his hand, as my wilting cock finally stopped spewing ropes of cum over my stomach. He blinked rapidly several times, then, looked at the creamy mess painted over my torso, and then met my eyes. I grinned at the somewhat stunned boy, and raised my arms out toward him, and he flashed me a sheepish little smile, as he folded forward into my arms, and I pulled his panting body tightly against me, and held him tight.
We stayed quiet a while, recovering our breathing, and digesting this recent phenomenon, then, he lifted his head off my chest, and looked into my eyes, as he smiled a sheepish, shy little smile, and said,
"I guess I didn't do so good, huh Josh...um...like at the end there...anyway..."
I chuckled loudly, reaching up to ruffle his soft hair, as I told him, meaning every syllable of it,
"Are you kidding, dude...you were absolutely amazing...totally...the best...you just weren't quite ready for such a...gusher...is all....your perfect, Scotty-boy....perfect...like I told you before...!"
He blushed prettily, his long eye lashes batting rapidly, as he smiled prettily once more, and replied,
"Really...?...wow...and yea, actually....that....is pretty amazing, for sure...I just maybe...well...prolly....I just need to, like...practice, maybe...?"
I cracked up at that, nodding, and told him,
"Well, little dude....if its practice of...that....then you definitely have yourself a practice partner, anytime you want..!"
He giggled, blushing sweetly, as he nestled back into my side, and mumbled,
"Cool...!"
(To Be Continued) Storyguy22@yahoo.com