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I probably wouldn’t have had the guts to suggest that he touch my cock but he was offering to…and eagerly.
"Well sure, why not?" I responded, "but maybe here isn’t the best place. Maybe we should go to my apartment where we can really relax and have some more fun. What do you think?"
"Yeah Stan, let’s go now!" he said with the undisguised enthusiasm of the young.
"Well, I’ll get my shorts on and you go get yours and we’ll head over to my place then."
We both dressed hurriedly in just shorts and left the locker room. I had to remind myself that I couldn’t touch him as we hurried through the public area to my door. My hands shook with nerves and excitement as I fumbled with my keys, finally getting the door unlocked and opening it. We stepped inside and, as I closed the door, I saw George immediately hook his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and shove them to the floor, his once again rigidly erect little dick catching momentarily on the waistband and then springing free and bouncing a little as it settled in the familiar jut toward the heavens. I immediately reached for him, running my hands over every part of his body, letting myself try to get my fill of the feeling of his skin. I parted the crack in his adorable little butt and he leaned forward a little, giving me a grin, to allow my fingers to brush over and then to rub firmly against his anus.
"Do you like my butthole too, Stan?" he asked, not so innocently.
"I sure do, George," my short breathed reply as I continued feeling his little poop hole.
"But I thought I was gonna’ to play with your peter too Stan. Aren’t you gonna’ take off your shorts so I can?"
Without reply I slid my own shorts to the floor. My cock had now been rock hard for so long without receiving any attention that it was throbbing and red. The feel of my shorts sliding over my dickhead was almost enough to cause me to cum right then but I gritted my teeth and regained control. I didn’t want to waste my cum until George had had a chance at my erection. As soon as my cock popped into view, he reached out and touched my dick for the first time. His cool little fingers wrapped around my shaft and stroked up and down in tiny movements.
Just his touch almost sent me over the edge again and I rasped out, "Just hold on to my peter for a minute George, okay? Don’t rub it yet. I don’t want to shoot out my cum too soon. Your hand feels really good and I’m afraid if you move it, I won’t be able to wait."
"Okay Stan. Will I get to suck on your peter too, like you sucked on mine?"
Hearing this little boy asking if he could suck my cock was too much so I decided not to resist any longer. "Sure you can," I gasped, "later, but right now, I need you to go ahead and rub my peter real hard, up and down all the way and watch what happens."
I felt his little fist grip my cock firmly and begin jacking me off again. His eyes were only inches from my cockhead and they were glued to his hand as it jacked my swelling prick. It took only about ten strokes before my balls contracted and my cock throbbed with a powerful orgasm. I felt the first jet of cum pump through the shaft my dick and saw it spurt from the little hole at the tip of my cockhead. I usually shoot an unusually large amount of cum when I ejaculate, or so I’ve been told by several sex partners, but this was a massive cumshot even for me. George was absolutely mesmerized as he watched gob after gob of sperm pump from the head of my dick.
After the first, largest spurt flew past him, he raised his other hand and caught the next two or three, holding them in his palm and examining the milky cum closely as he continued jacking me off. I finally had to grab his wrist and stop him from pumping my dick any more as the sensitivity was now so acute that I couldn’t bear the feeling, but I let him continue holding my cock loosely as he studied his handful of cum. Finally he reached out the tip of his little pink tongue and tasted my load as it lay in his palm. He raised his tongue from his hand with a small gobbet of cum stringing from it and slid the sperm into his mouth, rolling his tongue and tasting. Then he raised his hand and slurped up the entire wad. I could see his cheeks and tongue work my semen around inside his mouth, tasting it for a moment before he swallowed the whole load.
Without releasing his grip on my dick, he once again extended his tongue and, opening his mouth wide, he engulfed the head and first inch or so of my shaft. If I’d thought that what had already occurred had been erotic, it was nothing to the sight of this little boy, totally nude, his tiny erect prick waving in the air for my eyes to eagerly enjoy, with his lips wrapped around my shaft, sucking off my cock.
I let him suckle my dick for a few moments but once again, I had to stop him as the sensations were simply too acute to bear. I allowed my cock to lie in his mouth as it softened and he remained still for a little longer and then I pushed him gently away, my dick popping free of his lips, wobbling and still slightly tumescent.
I knelt, facing him and held out my arms. He stepped willingly into my embrace and I pressed my lips gently to his own as I wrapped him in my arms, pressing his naked body to my own. I gently let my tongue explore the inside of his mouth, tasting my cum and feeling his tongue respond and dance lightly with mine. I felt his stiff little penis poking into my belly as I ran my hands over the smooth expanse of his back, slipping down to grip his tiny tight butt cheeks. I gently opened his butt to my finger again as my tongue continued to probe his mouth, sliding and twisting against his own. My finger slid, lightly, then with more force, over his tight little butthole, back and forth, enjoying the feel of his tightly puckered little anus. Once more he flexed his butt out to open wider and allow me free access.
Finally we broke our kiss and I leaned away. Still holding and caressing his butt, I gazed into his eyes. "Thank you George," I said sincerely. "You have such a beautiful body and I just can’t seem to get enough of it. I love holding your peter and sucking it. I love rubbing you all over and playing with your butthole." I wriggled my fingertip on his anus and smiled as I said that. "And I love your lips on mine and on my cock, sucking me off like I sucked you. I hope you liked it too and that we can do this some more."
"I did Stan, I really did like it. I especially liked when you sucked on my peter and let me squirt my cum into your mouth. I wasn’t as crazy about the taste of your cum but it wasn’t too bad. I liked sucking on your peter too. I want to do this again too. I want us to suck peters together a lot. I’ll get used to the taste of your cum if it means I can squirt my cum in your mouth some more." With that said, he bent and gave my soft cock a quick kiss on the head and then gave it a quick suck and a lick before straightening and grabbing his shorts. "My mom will be wondering where I am so I better get home for now. Maybe we can meet at the pool again tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay George. I’ll see you tomorrow…can’t wait to suck your peter again!" I reached for one final stroke of his bare ass as he pulled up his shorts. He grinned at me and scampered out the door.
So that was my Sunday at the pool with George.
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