Rural Boys - Sex Stories

Rural Boys

... his leg until I touched his crotch. He gasped loudly, and flinched, but made no attempt to push me away, or to jump up, so I continued to grope his treasures gently as I felt it quickly stiffen under my grasp. &#034Oh, jeez...!: he chirped, watching me intently as I rubbed his young erection over his shorts. &#034Feels good, huh...?&#034 I said, &#034And it only gets better, Dillon...a lot better...!&#034 &#034Oh man...yea, it feels freaking amazing...nobody but me has ever touched me like that...jeez, it's awesome!&#034 he blurted rapidly. &#034Stand up, Buddy...&#034 I directed, and he quickly jumped to his feet before me, not quite sure what to do with his hands as I emboldened my groping of his nicely sized boyhood. Eager now to see my prize, I eased his shorts and the little white briefs he was wearing down his legs, and off his feet. Sitting back, I took a good look at the boy, my mouth actually drooling. What a young beauty he was, his rigid erection jutting forth from his sparse patch of brown pubic hair, with a nicely plump and pink pouch of boy-balls dangling below. He was circumcised, the shearing leaving a lovely little mushroom of a knob at the tip of a good five inch long boner, and it looked smooth as glass and hard as a spike. It actually pulsed slightly with his quickly mounting excitement, and as I reached for it, he actually squealed aloud. Grasping the narrow reed, I pumped it, and ran my thumb across the smooth knob, and for just a moment I feared he ...

... might actually collapse, and slide to the floor. I moved my free hand to his tight ball sack and gently cupped it, sensing the small orbs moving within, and he shuddered as a low moan erupted from his chest. I glanced up at his very flushed face, and saw his glazed over eyes looking down at my activity, and I asked softly, &#034Good, Dillon...?...you like this okay?&#034 He nodded rapidly, apparently momentarily speechless, and I winked at him as I told him great his package looked, and felt, and then I quietly asked him if I could suck his cock. He groaned again, and sputtered, &#034Oh jeez...God...YEssssss...do it...suck...me...!&#034 Music to my ears, definitely, and in a flash I leaned in, and slid that delicious staff into my drooling mouth, and sucked it, my head bobbing steadily as my hand rolled and tugged his tender balls, and Dillon actually sounded like a cat purring above me. Dear God, he was simply delicious, all boy, and nearly instantly oozing a steady flow of sweet/tart precum fluid over my tongue. Heaven, simply heaven, and given the opportunity, I could happily spend a majority of my remaining days just like this, a beautiful teen boy-cock filling my hungry mouth. Hoping to elongate the stunning encounter, I eased off his throbbing nail and moved to lick his scrotum, carefully taking his balls into my mouth to suck on as he tugged at my hair with his fingers, that mewing sound a steady cadence now. Backing off his balls then, I gripped his rigid shaft and pumped ...