Boy Cream
What I had wanted from Tony was a
commitment. I waslooking for a relationship based on trust and
love. I wassearching for stability and thought I had found it.
Then,after nearly two years together, Tony packed his things
andmoved out. His decision came without warning,
withoutreason. It was just… .over.I needed to get
away. Away from the city. Away fromthe surroundings that were a
constant reminder of myheartache. As a boy I had adored our
family outings to thecountry. The quiet of nature had allowed me
to clear mymind of my adolescent worries and focus on matters of
genuineimportance.I arranged for a leave of absence from
work and rented asmall house in the country for the
summer.Upon my arrival the landlord, a ruggedly handsome man
inhis mid-forties, gave me a brief tour. He asked if I
likedto fish. I had never done much fishing, but was
certainlywilling to give it a go. He told me about an old
abandonstone quarry near the property and even set me up with
someof his fishing gear.I spent the first couple of days
just getting settledinto my new surroundings. On the morning of
the third day Idecided to try my hand at fishing. At a leisurely
pace, Iambled through the wooded area behind the house, enjoying
itssweet fragrance.Soon I reached the old quarry. The
sight of thesheared, gray rock and crystal clear water was
breathtakinglybeautiful. I felt an excitement I hadn’t
experienced since Iwas a boy.I came out of the woods and
followed the narrow, rockypath that led down to the water. My
sights were set on thehuge willow tree which loomed out of the
morning mist stillhanging over the water. The perfumed scent of
wild-flowersfilled the air. The calm was staggering. The only
sounds Icould hear were the playful chirping of birds and
thewhispering of the breeze as it gently caressed the tree
tops.A shroud of disappointment swept over me as I neared
thewillow and saw a young man perched upon a slab of
stone,occupying the spot I had selected. I considered going
backto the house, but there was something intriguing about
theyoung man. Something that held me captive. To
avoiddetection, I crouched down in the tall, damp grass
andwatched him.His fishing pole sat propped against a
rock, but he paidno attention to the bobber floating on the
rippling water. I held my breath as he looked back over his
shoulder and I gota good look at his handsome, boyish features.
I knew when hepulled off his shirt, he had not seen
me.Confident he was alone, his fingers anxiously
pulledopen the front of his baggy, denim shorts. Slowly he
pushedhis shorts down over his long, slender legs, exposing skin
sosmooth and tan it made my mouth water.The angle from
which I watched him didn’t give my eyesaccess to his youthful
cock, but I didn’t have to see it toknow it was being stroked
with vigor. I was reminded justhow much I missed feeling the
touch of another man.He moaned softly. An excited bead of
sweat streameddown my brow, the swelling of my manly flesh
crushed againstmy aching balls. With his head tilted back and
his eyesclosed, he panted rapidly, whimpering an erotic tale for
myamusement. Groans of ecstasy told me what I could not
see.He was cumming and I was missing the sweltering
spectacle.Frustrated and horny, I waited until he had
dressedbefore I approached him. Surprised, he turned around
andobserved me suspiciously. There was a slight look of
guilton his handsome face. He was no doubt worried that I
hadwitness his act of sexual self indulgence. With all
thegrace of a bull moose in heat, I had invaded his
privacy.I immediately took not of a gooey strand of ivory
cockjuice still oozing down the face of the rock where he
hadbeen sitting. He knew exactly what I was staring at
andbrought his legs down to hide his spent wad of
evaporatingjism.”Beautiful day,” I remarked, checking
out his well-packedbasket as I extended my hand. “I’m Jack.”
With a marginaldegree of caution, he shook my hand with a firm
grip. Thesame grip, the same hand, which just moments ago had
beenwrapped around his erupting cock-meat.”I’m
Tim.””Well Tim, I’m new to the area, but the guy I’m
rentingfrom says this is a good place to fish.””That guy
would be my Dad,” said Tim. “And he’s right.There’s some big
fish in this quarry.” I nodded like I gavea shit. “They don’t
seem to be very hungry this morning,though.”I noticed
his wandering eyes falling to inspect thethrobbing cylinder of
hard cock stretching half way down theinside of my leg. The fish
may not have been hungry, butjudging from the expression on
Tim’s face, he sure as hell was.He was starving for something
long and hard, something hotand juicy. And I had just the thing
to satisfy his manlyappetite!Since he had dibs on the
spot, I thought it was onlyfitting to ask his permission to
stay. “Do you mind a littlecompany?”Tim looked me up and
down like I was a side of beef.”Not at all. There’s plenty of
room for two.” I baited myhook and haphazardly cast my line out
into the quarry.Sitting down on the ground, I tried to make
myselfcomfortable as I looked back at Tim perched above me on
hisrock. My poor swollen balls nearly exploded when I
caughtsight of his huge cock head peeking out menacingly
frombeneath the leg of his shorts. “You saw me earlier,
didn’tyou, Jack? You saw me beating my meat?””I didn’t
see as much as I would have liked.””I’ll bet watching me is
what gave you that big hard-on.””That would be a safe
bet,” I confirmed, reaching downto give my tormented organ a
gentle squeeze. Tim licked hisfull pink lips as he stepped down
from his rock.”I want to see your cock.” His tone was
almostcommanding.In response, I unfastened the front of
my pants and slidthem down over my ass. Most men who saw my
thick, ten -inch cock were envious and Tim was no exception. His
eyes filled with excitement when as my raging slab of meat
reared up, slapping against my belly.Tim’s mouth dropped
open as he continued to gawkpassionately at my throbbing monster
dick. He was nearlybeside himself with eager anticipation. He
wanted my cock inthe worst way and I was inclined to oblige
him.I stood up and took off my pants. Tim was
elated,panting feverishly as he pinched a gob of sticky pre-cum
fromthe head of his twitching cock. “You’re not only big,
you’reuncut too.”In a flash my adorable young admirer
was out of hiscloths and standing before me naked and trembling
with lust.It was difficult to say who was seducing whom. Tim
wasyoung, I guessed him to be between eighteen and twenty, but
he knew exactly what he wanted of me and wasn’t the least bit
shy about expressing his sexual cravings. Literally
tearing open the front of my shirt he devoured my aroused
nipples. He sucked and slurped on my tingling tits as the
mid-morning sun beat down on our naked flesh.Tim’s hot tongue
cut a slippery path down my hairy belly tomy generous mound of
dense cock fur. He gasped and gruntedwith a passionate fury,
unlike any I’d ever experienced. Icouldn’t believe at
thirty-five I was being man-handled bythis hot young
kid.I looked down just as the head of my cock
disappearedbetween Tim’s greedy lips. The intense heat generated
by hisslobbering mouth nearly sent me over the edge. I let out
aloud moan as he pushed the tip of his tongue into my
juicypiss-hole. His sharp, gleaming teeth nibbled
affectionatelyon my thick fold of foreskin and I was in
heaven.Tim’s smooth shaven cheeks puffed wearily as he
gulpeddown the entire length of my heavy cock. With the
calculatedprecision of an expert cock sucker, he brought me to
the verybrink of shooting my wad before releasing my pulsating
shaft.In hardly the time it took to blink, he had straddled
myheaving chest, waving his slender, seven-inch organ in
myface. “Lick it,” he commanded. “Lick the head of my
dick.”I rose up, resting back on my elbows, and smothered
hisplump, purple knob with my spit. “Yeah, that’s it.”
cooedTim as he gently rocked back and forth. “That feels
good.Real good. You’ve got a great fucking mouth.”I
found the salty spice of his manly young flesh to bequite tasty.
I drew the head of his cock into my mouth,locking my lips firmly
around the neck of his bulbous crest.My lashing tongue was
immediately doused with a huge glob of stickyooze. I was now
drunk with desire. The tangy zest ofhis creamy pre-cum reminded
me of my past.His splendid cock rekindled a flame, now
burning hotterand hotter, that had been extinguished with the
surrenderingof my youth. My God, I was on fire! I hadn’t felt
thisalive in years.Tim locked his fingers together
behind my head, pullingmy face deeper into his sweaty crotch.
With a crushingforce, his steely ramrod smashed brutally against
the back ofmy throat.Drool leaked from the corners of my
mouth and drippedfrom my chin as he savagely fucked my soft, wet
lips. Timpanted and hissed louder and louder with each
thrust.”Take it all,” he wailed, cramming the entire length
ofhis slippery, satin-skinned shaft down my tortured
throat.”Suck it! Yeah, suck my juicy cock!”Suddenly,
without warning, he yanked his cock from mymouth. He had
face-fucked me so hard and deep, I needed abrief reprieve just
to catch my breath. But the lull in theaction was short-lived.
Holding his stiff, hammering cockagainst his belly, Tim shoved
his huge, down-covered ballsinto my mouth. His velvety nuts were
so swollen, so ladenwith the succulent nectar of his youthful
passion, I wasbarely able to accommodate them both at
once.My jaws ached as I tongued the sweat from his
silkyball-sac. With his free hand, Tim reached around and
workedmy tight foreskin up and down over the crown of my
rigidmeat.”God, I love uncut dick,” he murmured softly.
“I wantit up my ass. How about it, Jack? You want to fuck my
tightlittle butt?”I could think of nothing I wanted
more, but I hadn’texactly come to the quarry prepared for sex.
“I hope youhave a rubber?”Tim reached for his shorts. “I
never leave home withoutone.”Still straddling my chest,
Tim had turned so that hissmooth white ass was in my face.
“You’re really big,” saidTim. “You’re going to have to loosen me
up a little.” Hereached around and spread open his fleshy round
butt-cheeks.A dense blanket of coarse hair traversed the length
of hisexposed crevice. His delicate, plum-colored pucker
flexedruttishly, begging for the immediate attention of my
hot,slippery tongue. “lick my asshole, Jack. Make it warm
andwet.”I buried my face between his twin, ivory mounds
andrammed my tongue all the way up his tight, steamy
butthole.Tim gasped with delight as my slippery tongue invaded
him.”Oh yeah, eat my ass. Fuck my butt with that long
hottongue of yours. Just imagine how good it’s going to
feelwhen you stick your big cock inside me.”I tongued
his wrinkled anal passage until it was welllubricated with spit.
Then, Tim unrolled the condom down mylengthy tool and gracefully
turned, lowering his firm assonto my piercing tool. His muscular
thighs grew tense, theveins in his forehead and neck stood out
as the massive headof my twitching cock split a path into his
quivering hole. He yelpedin blissful agony as his trembling body
struggled to accommodate my fat invader. “Damn, you’re so
fucking big, it feels like you’re splitting me in
two!”His fingers tightened in my chest hair as his
amazingass slowly sank and finally came to rest on my
thighs.”That’s better,” he whispered with a trembling sigh. “Now
wecan get down to some serious fucking.”Tim ground the
cheeks of his ass against the root of mycock until I thought I
would go crazy. It was like beinginside a furnace, hot and soft,
slick with butt slime andspit. With his knees clamped securely
to my hips he rode mewith a vengeance. “You like my tight ass
don’t you, Jack?God, it feels so good. Fuck me, man! Fuck me
hard!”Tim seized his free, wagging cock and began stroking
itfeverishly. Look at my dick, Jack. Remember how good
ittasted? There’s nothing quite like the flavor of a big
juicycock. Nothing else even comes close to tasting so
good.”Overwhelmed by his immense sexual energy, I could
onlynod in response. “I can’t hold back much longer, Jack.
Mynuts feel like they’re going to pop. I hope you don’t
mindif I cam on your face? I really get off on shooting my
wadin a guy’s face.”My heart raced as my hairy ball-sac
tightened around itsripened fruit. A savage thirst for
gratification parched mysoul. The strain to resist the
inevitable became too much tobear. Tim tightened his powerful
ass-ring and my cock heavedwith the ecstasy of a
climax.”Yeah. That’s it. Cum in my butt!” Tim
grunted,slamming his ass down against my thighs to drive my
eruptingcock deeper into the simmering depths of his steamy
hole.Tim waited until my cock had ceased its
orgasmictwitching before rising himself to cum in my face. “God,
Ifeel so empty,” he whined. “Finger fuck me, Jack. Stick
afinger up my ass while I cum.”I reached back between
his gaping thighs and filled hisreamed hole with a finger. He
howled with delight as Ipersistently stroked his boiling fuck
bud with the tip of mythick digit. “I’m gonna cum, Jack. Oh
Christ, yes! I’mcumming!Tim whimpered and sobbed as he
spewed strand afterstrand of hot stringy jism across my face. I
thought hewould never stop cumming. Each time I looked at his
spurtingcock, his pisshole was ejecting yet another wad of
slick,creamy spunk. Semen oozed down my face and dripped from my
nose and chin. While still yanking the final remains ofivory
cream from his throbbing cock, Tim leaned down andlicked my face
clean. He didn’t stop until his greedy tonguehad consumed every
drop of his spent seed.We spent the rest of the morning
lying naked togetherunder the big willow tree at the edge of the
quarry. Ihadn’t been here a week and I was already feeling
muchbetter. I knew a trip to the country was all I
needed.
