Erotica Pescao

[eroticapescao]

The Opened Door

The door opened slowly, revealing a sandy blonde teenage boy standing barefooted, wearing a loose tee-shirt and tightly fitting Speedo swimming trunks. His hair was neatly trimmed, combed and perfectly parted on the right. His legs were smooth, hairless and slightly muscular.

“Thank you, Jesus, for Speedos.” I thought as I introduced myself and inquired about Ralph. The boy explained he was still at work and wouldn’t be in until later that afternoon.

“I’m Tim. I’m staying with Uncle Ralph for the summer,” he explained as he motioned for me to enter. I'm was certain my bags explained that I was in Akron for an extended visit but it was not yet time to divulge my purpose and the fact that I was a runaway.

Tim seemed really excited to have company and presented himself as a very friendly and meticulous host. He asked about my comfort and wanted to know if I wanted anything to eat.

“I just finished a tuna fish sandwich. Wouldn’t take a minute?” he offered. I was still rather nervous and had no appetite, so I declined but asked for something to drink. At that point he proceeded into the kitchen to prepare a glass of iced tea.

"Hey! I was about to go for a dip. Wanna swim?" Tim asked, when he returned from the kitchen with the tea.

"Sure, but I don't have any trunks."

"Don't need none," Tim countered with a hint that I perceived to indicate an underlying meaning, "but I have some blue jean shorts. We look about the same size, if you wanna try 'em out?”

Since our swim would be at a well-populated lake community and it was mid-afternoon; I opted for the shorts. Nevertheless, there was something in the way he said that I wouldn't need them that peaked my interest. I decided to be a little more attentive to his conversational innuendo...

I had already slipped into the shorts when Tim appeared and casually watched in silence from the opened bathroom door as I changed. Since I already knew of Ralph's personal interests and Tim appeared about my age, I suppose I should have known why he seemed so ‘interested’ in me, but until this moment I was still winding down from my trip up from Canton. I’d finally gotten a ride about 11 AM after sneaking away from home just before sunup.

I allowed Tim a teasing look of my front in the still opened and unzipped cut-offs, and of my back side when I bent down to remove my socks. I got a really nice upside-down view of his lower half from between my legs. One look at his crotch confirmed my suspicions. His erection angled up and across his under belly and was slightly stiffening and flexing every couple of seconds. He was definitely larger than me but it was difficult to see just how much. Again, I was thankful for Speedos.

The silence was beginning to get awkward when I straightened up and was about to zip the shorts. Abruptly, Tim broke the quiet with, "Can I see your dick?" and rubbed his penis which, by now was completely aroused and exciting me to see it clearly outlined in the tight blue trunks.

"Huh?... Yeah... Sure...", was all I could to muster in my surprise of his question. I slowly pushed the cut-offs down enough to expose my growing arousal. Stroking my penis slowly, my gaze alternated between his eyes as he watched my crotch intently and down to his Speedos where was firmly rubbing his dick through the trunks.

“Can I see yours?” I asked; at which time he pulled his trunks down until they fell to the floor. His dick sprung out of its confinement, a fully rigid phallus ready for action. I pushed the cut-offs further down until they, likewise, fell to the floor. Moving closer, I reached out to grasp his dick and began stroking it gently, savoring the sensation of its ‘electric’ texture in my hand.

Tim removed his tee-shirt and asked, “Can I suck it?” but had already dropped to his knees and was stroking my pulsating erection before I could reply. I only got a glimpse of the definition of his breast and abdominal muscles before he went to his knees but he was definitely well defined.

Totally engrossed in my cock; he seemed mesmerized by it, only inches away. He slid his gentle hand up and down the shaft as his nostrils flared to deeply experience my scent. He slowly licked his lips and allowed a thick droplet of saliva to escape from his slightly opened lips.

I became overwhelmed by my ecstasy when he moved his head closer and I felt the head of my dick slip into his warm, wet mouth… as he moaned his gratification… as he proceeded to take the entire length of my throbbing cock into his mouth and throat… as the sensations of his sucking reverberated throughout my body.

Tim seemed totally committed to the pleasure he received from arousing and pleasing my cock as it appeared coming from out of his lips and disappeared as it re-entering his luscious, sucking mouth. I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful sandy blonde hair as his head moved forward and backward, mouthing my dick.

The moment could only be experienced while the indelible sensations of his actions found places in my memory I have continued to enjoy ever afterward; and to this day, all my attempts to conceptualize it does not capture the full extent of the moment.

I felt my orgasm peaking quickly in my sweet arousal and put my hands on his shoulders to show I wanted him to stand. Slowly, he ceased his rhythmic motions of sucking my dick until he finally allowed it to slip from his lips in a lingering sigh. He stood and faced me full-on looking into my eyes, into my soul and seemed to feel my pain. I sensed compassion I’d never known, as if he knew of what dreamed and how I felt.

Without hesitation, I drew him closer, placing my lips fully on his and closed my eyes. My tongue reached out and met his as it entered my mouth and I became absorbed in the near orgasmic pleasure of our grappling tongues and utter delight of what it is to kiss another person. We stood there in the bathroom, lost in each other’s embrace for several minutes, until Tim backed away. He took me by the hand and led me into the living room.

Without saying a word, he pulled at my hand until he laid on his back, on the carpeted floor and I was on my knees beside him. No more a stunningly beautiful form have I ever seen before, than that of Tim laying naked before me, totally submissive to my wishes and waiting for me to show my passion and need.

I lowered my head and kissed him gently on the lips, further moistening them with my tongue and proceeded to suck his nipples while stroking the shaft his flawless penis slowly and gently. Aroused by how erect his nipples felt against my lips, I became even more excited as I left a trail of kisses down his muscled abdomen to his pubic hair. The smell of his perfectly proportioned penis made my nostrils flare and strain to take in as much of its erotic aroma as I could breathe.

When I saw the first droplet of precum appear at the tip of his throbbing glans, my tongue reached out and swiftly latched on to it and used it to moisten my lips. The taste propelled my arousal to stages I’d not known before. Without further delay, I lowered my head until my lips touched the velvety head and opened my mouth to take it in and move down to engulfed his throbbing shaft until it blocked my ability to breathe. It that instant, his dick in my mouth was more precious than the air I breathed.

His rock-hard dick smelled musky sweet and tasted of a faint salinity that sent me into a mental orgasm that I’ll play hell to ever find the words to express. In that moment, Tim emitted a low ecstatic moan that inspired me to seek only to bring him pleasure and continue my slow and deliberate sucking of his beautiful member. With my lips still encircling the cock head, the tip of my tongue explored, found and parted the tiny crevasse of the urethral opening at the tip of his glans, frantically hoping for another droplet of precum.

I licked up and down the shaft of his pulsing dick until his glans finally kissed my lips ever so gently and inserted itself into my mouth. Its irresistible texture drove my salivary glands crazy with primal feelings of lust and need, the nature of which I cannot explain.

Tim groaned, “More, more! Oh, fuck! Suck my dick! Suck it hard!” His knuckles were white as his hands tightly gripped the long fibers of the shag carpet. My mouth moved excited over Tim's shaft, repeatedly sucking and swallowing its entire length and relishing how it felt in my mouth. and width in a single sucking movement.

Suddenly, Tim thrust his hips up, shoving his dick harshly into my mouth and down my throat. “Oooh, fuu uu ck!” he exclaimed. I felt his urethral veins and arteries pulse forcefully and moved my mouth up his dick, keeping his cock head in my mouth, ready to receive the load being delivered. In that instant, I felt his cum blasting into my mouth and filling it while I hurriedly swallowed to keep from losing a single drop. He shuddered and trembled until his release eased and cumming slowed, and I swallowed again. I resumed sucking to milk every drop from his dick until Tim finally relaxed.

“Holy shit! I have never cummed that hard before. I got so fuckin’ turned on!” he said as he pulled at my shoulder to bring us face to face. We fell into a long, passionate kiss with the last few drops of his cum still in my mouth.

Amid my lusting and wild abandonment, I forgot about the load I had yet to release until it announced to my brain, “My turn!”

“Oh fuck! Tim! I’m fixing to cum!”

With no further provocation, Tim pushed my back to the floor and rushed to get his mouth on my cock before it was too late. The first squirt of cum hit his upper lip but he got his mouth on my dick for the rest of the torrential cum erupting amid my shuddering and trembling. It was so intense that I lost all sense of reality. All I knew in that moment was Tim’s softening dick was on my shoulder and his mouth was sucking on my dick. Nothing else mattered.

When I finished cumming, Tim returned to our previous kiss… this time with my cum in his mouth. I have never known a more satisfying state of being than that of Tim and I laying on the living room floor, in each other’s embrace, embroiled in a kiss that seemed to defy time.

“Well, how about that swim?” Tim asked as he rolled from atop me and we rose to our feet.

“Sure,” I replied. “Do we really not need trunks?”

Tim said, “No. Nobody can see us. We have our own little cove,” as he opened the door to the deck and the lake. Then I remembered it during the summer my family and I spent there, two years earlier.