Rural Boys - Sex Stories

Rural Boys

... filled my mouth, and slid down my throat. He finally stopped spurting, and I felt his hardness wilt slightly as the final dribbles of his semen deposited on my tongue, and I needed to grab hold of his thighs to keep him from melting to the floor. He was panting like a sprinter after a dash, and as I released his cock from my mouth I looked up at him, and opened wide to let him see the remnants of his cream on my tongue. He grinned sheepishly, and kind of giggled sweetly, and I stood up and wrapped my arms around the trembling boy. I pulled him close and held him as I said against his ear, &#034So, buddy-boy...how was that?&#034 He giggled softly again, pressing his lithe body against me as he looked up at me with those beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and said throatily, &#034Amazing...just really, really amazing!&#034 My time in this boy-rich environment was drawing to a close, and I selfishly decided to forgo spending any of the remaining time with my work efforts. Once back home I could easily play catch-up, and a stepped-up forage into the promised land of amiable young boys seemed a much wiser expense of my time. To that end, I was up and about early this morning, and by 10:00 am I was out of the house, and on the prowl. I started with a trip to the high school and the public swimming pool in the hope that there might be some young eye candy about, and as it turns out I was not disappointed. As I walked along the chain link fence that surrounded the pool area I was treated ...

... to the sight of several very cute and very sexy boys garbed in those skimpy competition swim suits that clung to their lean bodies in all the right places. It appeared to be some sort of team having a practice, and I took a seat on the bleachers to avail myself of the view. After several minutes of various activities among the boys in the pool, the coach blew a loud whistle which had the nearly instant effect of clearing all swimmers from the water. The boys formed a line facing my direction, and as the coach addressed them I seized the opportunity to take my time in checking out each tempting package of boy charms that poked variously at the tiny swim suits. Beautiful, I thought, and how I would love to be on my knees in front of the line of young beauties, moving from boy to boy as they each delivered an offering of sweet boy-honey directly into my sucking mouth. Now that, I decided, would make my morning! Shortly the line broke up, and to my surprise one of the cuties moved forward, and walked up to the fence right in front of my position. He looked at me, a sly little smile on his face as it dawned on me that it was Dillon, one of earlier conquests. I smiled back, and we exchanged hellos as I stood and walked to the fence. After a brief chat, Dillon told me that the dive team would be using the pool for the next hour, and he had free time until then, and I of course immediately offered to entertain him during his break if he cared to join me back in the truck. He giggled, ...