As the summer passed into fall, Scotty and I continued to avail ourselves of any opportunity to get naked and play. Over time, he had demonstrated a growing interest in a more active role in our trysts, happily masturbating me to climax on most every occasion, and occasionally reciprocating fully by sucking me off, though he was in no way as enthusiastic about that particular act as I was in doing it to him, or his brother before him. In truth, any form of reciprocation that he chose to offer, or none at all, was of secondary concern to me, my main mission from the beginning being to enjoy roaming my hands, and mouth, all over his svelte young body, and in particular, to have that sculpted young penis discharge it's creamy nectar into my hungry mouth. Since it had all begun with Bobby, I had never really analyzed my near burning desire to experience that mind-bending sensation of an exploding cock in my mouth, but simply accepted it for what it was, and pursued it with great vigor. When I thought about it, I chuckled, as I recalled my near panic attack at learning of Bobby's mandated relocation, and the startling fact that his beautiful penis would be traveling with him, but, young Scotty had stepped nicely up to the plate, and all was once again well in my world.
Early November had rolled around, and this particular rainy afternoon found me waiting at the curb in front of Scotty's school, peering squinty eyed between the flapping windshield wipers at the entrance to the main building. The door bolted open suddenly, and Scotty stood famed in the doorway, peering out at the substantial down pour that was currently hovering above the area. He looked in my direction, obviously spotting my car, then, hitched the straps of his backpack tight against his shoulders, lowered his head, and charged through the open door into the deluge from heaven, running full tilt for the car. I leaned over, and popped the passenger door, as he skidded to a halt, and jerked the door open, literally throwing himself into the car. He slammed the door, and looked over at me, his soft hair stuck wetly to his forehead in thin bangs, and grinned his killer smile.
"Jeezo....you think maybe it's gonna rain..?" he giggled, shaking his wet head side to side.
I laughed, raising my palms to ward off the spray of water that came off his head as he shook it, and replied,
"Uh, maybe...party cloudy...chance of showers, I think I heard on the radio.."
He giggled, and wiped his hands over his glistening face, as he said,
"Showers...yea, right...!"
Reaching across the console, I dropped my hand into his lap, my fingers sensing the dampness of the corduroy slacks he wore, before finding, and groping, his sweet boyhood. I gave it a firm squeeze, loving the nearly instantaneous response of it thickening under my grip, as I told him,
"Not to worry, hot stuff...we are headed to my house...my empty house...and, as soon we get there, you will be out of these damp clothes, believe me.."
He giggled again, and bucked his hips upward a bit, pressing his now mostly erect penis against my hand, as he replied,
"Cool...so drive, already...I like the sound of that...I like it a lot, actually...!"
One more good grope of my soon to be afternoon delight, and I chuckled, and released him, as I turned my attention to guiding the car away from the curb, and eased into the traffic flow, headed directly to my house, or more specifically, my bedroom, and one naked Scotty-boy.
As we drove, Scott maneuvered out of his backpack, and tossed it onto the back, as he half turned in his seat to face me, and said,
"So, dude....guess what the big news of the day is..."
I had no clue, and told him so, and he inhaled a deep breath, and told me,
"Ok...so...the big news is...Ta Da...Bobby's coming home for Thanksgiving break...I guess cause it's not hot and dry any more, it's cool for him to be here, or so Mom says, anyhow."
I looked over at him, my always over active imagination quickly processing the thought of possibly including Bobby in our naked games, then dismissed it as highly unlikely, as I replied,
"Really...?...wow....that's great news, dude...seeing Bobby will definitely rock...bet your Mom is, like, all excited."
Scott nodded, and shot me a kind of strange look, but said nothing further, and we were quiet during the last few minutes before reaching my house. I parked, and we hustled inside, doing our best to dodge the continuing rainfall, as we entered the kitchen through the back door. I paused at the refrigerator long enough to extract a couple of soda's, and rummaged in a cupboard for some chips, then, led Scotty back to my bedroom, quickly checking the house enroute to ensure that we were, in fact, alone.
Inside my room, I closed the door, and settled my snack booty on the dresser, then, moved close to Scotty, and slid my arms around him, pulling him close, as my hands dropped to cup the sweet little mounds of his ass.
"Now..." I said quietly, "Where was I...?"
He snuggled into me, and giggled softly, as he reached down, and gripped my right forearm, and tugged my hand around front, and into his crotch.
"Right about there, I'm pretty sure.." he chuckled.
I closed my fingers over his rapidly thickening shaft, and milked it a few times, feeing it reach full erection in seconds, and Scotty shuddered, mumbling about how great it felt when I touched him, and I lowered my head, pressing my lips to the soft skin of his neck, and licking him, as I continued to fondle his rigid penis outside his cords. I nibble his small ear a bit, then, straightened, and began fumbling with his belt, and zipper, as I told him,
"Way too many clothes, little dude...beside that, you are about half wet, and really need to be naked, I think."
He giggled again, and began working on stripping his shirt off, as I dropped to my knees, and tugged his pants down his smooth legs. As I lifted each of his feet, and tried to free him of the pants, they became entangled in his shoes, the damp corduroy binding tightly into balls of material. I looked up at him, and felt the familiar zing in my balls, as I drank in his smooth, bare torso. His golden tanned skin was flawless, and as smooth, and hairless as if made of glass, and his pert little nipples were stiff, and pointing off his chest like tiny bullets. I dropped my eyes to his protruding crotch, and felt the saliva flood my mouth, as I gazed hungrily at his small briefs, straining dangerously to contain his erect boyhood, and the very tempting lump of his plump balls. God, I thought, he is flat out beautiful, no wonder I can't seem to get enough of touching him, tasting him, and sucking his sculpted cock. I looked up at him once more, and gave him a small wink, then, moved my hand to his chest, and nudged him backward until he tumbled back onto my bed.
"Got to lose the shoes, dude....can't get these damned pants off your big feet...!" I told him, as I lifted a leg, and pulled at the laces of his tennis shoe, then, slid it off his foot. I got rid of the other shoe, then, yanked the cords off his feet, and dropped them in a heap on the floor, leaving Scotty wearing only the seriously tented briefs, as he lay back on my bed, his arms braced at the elbow behind his back. I drank in his swollen package for a minute, then, placed my palms on his thighs just above the knees, and slowly slid them up the insides of his thighs until my fingers brushed against his balls. I poked at his taut nuggets a little, then, gripped his rigid shaft outside the briefs, stroking it a few times, then, hooked the elastic waist, and tugged.
Scotty lifted his cute butt off the bed slightly, and I slid the briefs down his legs, and off, tossing them on the pile with his pants, and shirt. Moving in between his legs, I again ran my fingers up the insides of his thighs, and gently cupped his scrotum in one hand, as the other closed around his now naked, and very hard boyhood. He groaned softly, as I stroked his silky smooth penis, and gently fondled his balls, before lowering my head between his widely spread thighs, and ran my tongue up the span of creamy smooth skin until I was lapping at his hairless sac, and moving his balls around with my tongue. Suddenly eager to feel his hardness filling my hungry mouth, I lifted my head slightly, and slid my fingers to the very base of his cock, then, opened my mouth, and engulfed the length of his harness inside.
God, how I loved sucking this boy, I thought, his youthful erection so nearly perfect, and so very hard. I slid down until his sparse patch of pubes tickled at my nose, and I felt the spongy head of his cock bump the soft tissue of my throat, and I paused there, savoring the heady boyish scent of him, and relishing his pulsing fullness in my drooling mouth. My hand moved back to his balls, and kneaded the plump sac, as I withdrew my mouth until I held only the mushroom cap between my lips, and I sucked hard there, stabbing at the tiny slit with my tongue. Scotty dropped back fully onto the bed, and groaned, as his fists grabbed at the bedspread, and his small hips bucked in sync with my movements up and down his throbbing boyhood.
After sucking him steadily for several minutes, I withdrew, gripping his erection at its base, as I ran the wet, slick head of it over my cheek, and lips. I pulled back slightly, and stared closely at the incredible piece of sculpted boy cock, then, leaned in, and gently captured his heavy scrotum in my mouth, and sucked the crinkly pouch, and the twin contents, as Scotty made low purring sounds above me. I released his straining balls then, and once more took the total of his pride and joy deep into my mouth, as I began sucking him for effect, now eager to induce his creamy eruption. He didn't disappoint, far from it, as his hips bucked in perfect time with my head movements, and in short order, I felt his penis swell, and spasm in my mouth, as he uttered a long, low, sort of wail, and exploded, his rich, creamy nectar suddenly flooding into my mouth in rapid-fire volleys. The sweet, acrid flavor of his fluid instantly fired off my taste buds, and I happily gulped each offering as quickly as it shot across my tongue, and into my throat, until he was drained, and spent, and collapsed back onto my bed. His chest was flushed, and heaving, as he gulped in air, and I released his wilting shaft from my lips, and ran my tongue over the roof of my mouth, savoring the clinging texture, and taste, of his warm juices. I gently gripped his soft penis in my fingers, and planted a soft kiss on the cum streaked head, before letting him go, and climbing up to lie beside him on my bed. He opened his eyes, and smiled at me, as I slid an arm across his still panting chest, and nuzzled into his neck.
"Damn, Scottty-boy...you just taste better and better...every time...!"
He chuckled, a soft glow of blush coloring his creamy cheeks, and he replied,
"Well....actually...you just do that better and better, too...like....every time...it's freeking amazing...!"
We lay there quietly for a bit, recovering our normal heart rates, and finally Scotty rolled onto his side facing me, and ran his hand down my body until his fingers gripped my very erect cock through my jeans. I mumbled in pleasure, and he squeezed me, saying,
"Now which one of us is way too overdressed, hmmm...?
My balls gave off a sharp jolt, as I realized that this was going to be one of the times, when Scott was definitely showing interest in somehow returning the favor, and I quickly moved to correct my overdressed situation, as I rapidly stripped off my clothing until I was equally as naked, and much more erect, than was the young cutie beside me on my bed. Stretching out on my back, my throbbing erection pulsing heavily against my groin, I winked at Scotty, and said,
"Oh man...you are so totally right...naked feels so much better...!"
He giggled sweetly, his eyes roaming hungrily over my nakedness, and settling onto my rigid cock, as he nodded, and replied,
"For sure....and....wow....naked looks a whole bunch better, too....damn, Josh...you got, like a really, really, nice dick...seriously...!"
I shuddered, and emitted a groaning noise, as he reached down, and gripped my erection in his fingers, and stroked the length up and down, before moving the flat of his thumb back and forth over the head, eliciting even deeper groans from me.
"Careful there, hot stuff....that thing is definitely loaded....and might go off at any time, if you are too nice to it...!"
He stroked me a few more times, and repeated the mind-bending action on the now leaking head, smearing my flowing precum over the highly sensitive spot, and scooted down the bed a ways, and moved his cute face so close to my cock I could actually feel his warm breath blow over it as he exhaled, and said,
"Aww....is it gonna go off...and...spit tons of that warm, slippery stuff all over...hmmm..?" he teased, causing me to grit my teeth, and hold back the urge to just unload all over the place then and there.
"Oh yea...that, little dude, is definitely gonna happen....promise....and...like...any second, too...jeez...!" I gasped, feeling my balls drawing tight, and my shaft pulsing.
He stroked me some more, still blowing his warm breath over my drooling cock head, and chuckled softly, as he murmured,
"Well then...gee....don't want a big ol' mess here....so...guess I better....um...contain it, maybe...."
With that, he lowered his sweet face over my rock hard cock, and opened his lush, full lips, as he slowly lowered himself, and slid my scalding cock inside his warm, wet mouth. I gasped loudly, my back arching up to meet him, as it suddenly felt as if my crotch area had burst into flame, and I bit my tongue to divert the intensity deep in my balls, as Scotty began moving in a steady rhythm up and down my nearly bursting cock, as he used his hand to toy with my boiling balls.
"Oh fuck, Scotty....careful dude...you are, like, so gonna get seriously creamed, dude...any second...ohhh God...!" I mumbled, my eyes closed, and my balls feeling ready to explode, as he added more pressure with those incredible lips, and that unbelievably warm mouth.
Scott had varied on the few times he had done this to me before, and as much as I prayed that he just stayed with me this time, I had made it clear to him that the call was always his, and he was never obligated to accept my cum in his mouth if it made him uncomfortable. I gritted my teeth, desperate to prolong the wonder of his sucking me, and grabbed fists full of bedspread so that I wouldn't unconsciously grab onto him at the impending moment of truth, and force him to do anything he didn't want, and then, it was simply too late for any more semi-rational thought, as my cock seemed to swell even thicker, and spasm strongly, as my balls erupted, and my molten load fired, instantly erupting into Scotty's sweet mouth. He gagged loudly, but gamely hung in there, accepting jet after exploding jet of my cum, and loudly gulping, as he strived to stay with it to the end.
And, stay with it he did, albeit amid a few more gags, and as I finally stopped shooting, I shuddered, and opened my eyes. I lifted my head, and looked down, grinning like the famed Cheshire Cat, as I focused on the young cutie as my shrinking dick slipped from his mouth. His face was flushed, and sweating slightly, as he sat up, and blinked several times, swiping at his cum streaked mouth with the back of a hand. His eyes lifted, and met mine, as a sheepish little smile pulled at his mouth, and I noticed the wet trails of tears crossing his smooth cheeks, and he smiled wider, then said, his youthful voice cracking slightly with excitement,
"Hey...I pretty much did it, huh... I got it pretty darn good that time, I think....did I do it good, Josh...?....did you like it...?"
I laughed, nodding vigorously, and replied,
"Yea, Scotty-boy...you damn well did it....and...damn good too....excellent, in fact...and, like it...?...baby, I freeking well loved it...!"
He grinned like a kid looking at Santa, and giggled, his head nodding, as I held my arms out to him, and he clamored up the bed to snuggle against me, as I wrapped my arms around him, and held him, as I gave silent thanks to whatever power it was that had gifted me this incredible young adventurer.
After some quiet time, Scotty rolled onto his side next to me, and propped his head on his hand, and looked into my eyes. I held his gaze a minute, then quietly asked,
"What, dude...?...looks like something is on your mind...?"
He inhaled, and let it go, still gazing into my eyes, and finally, he said,
"I was just sort of wondering...um...with Bobby coming home, and everything...if we are...um...well...if we are still gonna...um...do this...?"
I gave it a minute, unsure of his exact meaning, and finally asked,
"Do you see some reason that we can't, Scotty....just ecause of Bobby, I mean...?"
He shrugged, and replied,
"Well, maybe...I mean...well...you liked doing it with Bobby...before me...and...well...so like, if he's here...I guess prolly you will want to do it with him...and not with me..."
Wow, I thought, that goes right to the throat, for sure. Did I want another chance with Bobby when he was visiting...?...sure I did, to be honest. The truth was, I had loved sucking off Bobby, and had missed him, in spite of my great times with Scott. It really wasn't a contest, or even a comparison, as far as I was concerned, but really two different things, with two different boys, both of which I found to be killer to the max. With the feeling I was treading on unsure footing, I decided to shoot straight with Scotty, and replied,
"Look, hot stuff...the truth is, sure, I had some great times with Bobby before I got lucky, and hooked up with his little brother, and, yea, when he's here, I guess if I had the chance to suck him, I'd go for it, sure, but...well...I don't see it having much to do with you, and me....do you..?"
He gave that some thought, then answered,
"I guess not...not really...he's only here for, like, a few days...but still...well...maybe a little bit weird...or not...not sure, actually..."
This line of conversation was most definitely not good for my own somewhat sinister mind, as I suddenly found myself thinking how super-hot it would be to have the two brothers...together...all at once...oh man...freeking awesome...a genuine cocnsuckers paradise to be taking turns on two perfectly beautiful specimens of boy meat at the same time, and, oh jeez, maybe even them...together...oh god...oh, my god...!
(To Be Continued) Storyguy22@yahoo.com