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Subject: Billy’s Story BILLY’S STORY This is my second attempt at writing a story. The first is titled “Is That the Milk?” and can be found in the Nifty archives. I have written scientific articles and books, but never fiction. Scientific writing and good story telling are worlds apart. But I received so many accolades from dozens of men that read “Is That the Milk? that I thought I would tackle a second story, this story, “Billy’s Story.” This story, while largely fiction, is based on an incident that occurred in my youth. The setting for this story, i.e., the creek and playhouse, are taken literally from my youth. I remember with great fondness the sexual escapes that I and my buddies had in that playhouse. I thought it the perfect setting for this story. This work contains intimate sexual acts between a man and a boy for the purpose of erotic fantasy. I do not condone such acts in real life. In fact, I support all laws that outlaw such acts. If reading such material is illegal where you live, or if you personally find it offensive, please do yourself and me a favor and do not read any farther. I have no patience for closeted gay homophobes who will proceed to read this material and then condemn it. Don’t forget to donate to at fty/donate.html. I remember the incident I am about to tell you about as if it occurred yesterday. Every detail is burned into my memory bank. It was a beautiful summer day, and I was playing in the creek bed behind my house. I was alone because my best buddy, Richard, was away at church camp for 2 weeks, and Max, my next-door neighbor, was spending the summer at his grandparents in another state. The three of us were inseparable most of the time, but not this summer. I was wearing shorts and tennis shoes, and that’s all, and I was playing with a recently acquired toy boat. I would put it in the slow-moving stream and then run downstream a short distance to take it out of the water before it got away from me. The creek was situated some 20 feet below the level of my backyard, such that immediately after leaving my back gate, I had to climb down a fairly steep slope to reach it. The entire area was forested. On rare occasion, a hiker would appear following the creek bed. Well, this was one of those rare days. He saw me before I saw him, for my first awareness of his presence was a “Hi there” from behind me. I spun around, startled, and I saw him about 30 feet from me; he had a big, friendly smile that immediately put me at ease. “Hi,” I responded a bit shyly. “Playing with a boat, I see,” said as he walked up to within 6 or 7 feet of me. “Yes,” I responded. He continued, “When I was a kid, I had a boat, several actually, that I played with in a nearby lake.” I didn’t respond as I was a shy kid and I was also busily looking him over. I don’t think I had ever seen such a good-looking man. It would be years before I discovered I was gay, but this man stirred something in me that had never been stirred before. I found his smile, his facial features, his body absolutely compelling. He was probably in his late 20s or early 30s, although at 7 years old I wasn’t the best judge of someone’s age. In retrospect, he was probably 5’10 or 11 inches tall. He was wearing a khaki baseball cap, a sleeveless white T-shirt, khaki cargo shorts that bottomed out a couple of inches above his knees, heavy white socks and hiking shoes. And, oh yeah, he had a small backpack on his back. His face was right out of a men’s fashion advertisement: thick, curly black hair, blue eyes, a square jaw, and a 5 o’clock shadow. He had minimal hair on his arms, legs, and what I could see of his chest. He was so friendly, I immediately felt drawn to him. He told me his name was Rick, and I told him my name, Billy. “Billy as in Billy Goat,” he said with a chuckle. I laughed, though that wasn’t the first time I had heard that silly attempt at humor. “So how come you are playing alone, Billy? Where are your buddies?” I explained to him that my buddies were out of town at the moment. “Oh, that’s too bad. Is that your home at the top of the slope?” Looking up the slope, I could see my playhouse on our left projecting out over the slope supported by 4″x4″ posts. There was a door into the playhouse at the very top of the slope next to the gate to the backyard. Beside the gate and running all the way to our right to the edge of the property was a redwood fence. We could barely see the roof of my house over the top of the fence. “Yes,” I responded. “Do you have any brothers and sisters?” “I have a brother; he is in the army.” “Oh, so he is not home?” “No, he is in Germany.” “I’ll bet your mom will come out of the house and call you in at any moment. Am I right?” “No, my mom is at work. She won’t be home until 5:30.” “I see. So, what about your father?” “I don’t have a father.” “So, you are home by yourself?” “Yeah.” “Your mother doesn’t mind your playing out here by yourself?” Truth is, my mom did mind. I was not supposed to be beyond the gate by myself, but I figured that what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her. “Well, my momma told me to stay in the house when she isn’t home and when there is no one to play with, but it is boring in the house.” “So, you are a bit of a rebellion, a boy who thinks for himself. I like that. Well, this is very interesting and fortunate,” said almost under his breath. “So, you are on your own all day? I think I would like that if I was your age. Sounds like fun. No one to boss you around. By the way Billy, how old are you?” “Seven, how old are you?” I didn’t really care; I was just trying to be friendly to this nice man. “Oh, I’m much older than you. If you really want to know, I’m 32.” While we were talking, I was standing on a rock in the middle of the stream, and he had removed his back pack and was standing on the far side of the creek away from the house no more than 3 or 4 feet from me. “When I was your age, my buddies and I had a fort under my friend Tommy’s back porch. We had to enter the crawl space under the house and crawl over to where the back porch was. We cleaned that area all up and put an old blanket down on the ground. We even dug a small hole there in the dirt to pee in. Tommy’s parents never found out about our fort. Do you and your buddies have a fort, Billy?” “Well, it is not a real fort. We have my playhouse.” “My, my, you have a playhouse? Where is it?” “Right there,” and I pointed up the slope to the structure I mentioned earlier that projected out over the slope. It ran the length of the single car garage and an adjoining workshop, and it projected out about 8 feet over the slope. Let me set the scene here, if I can. The property — house, garage and grounds � originally belonged to my grandma and grandpa. But 5 years after my grandpa died, grandma moved out and left the property to my mom. I was only a year old at the time. There was one entrance to this room on the creek side of the back gate, the entrance I already mentioned, and one from inside the workshop. Neither my mother or brother had any use for the space, so my mother turned it over to me as my playhouse. My buddies and I spent hours and hours over many years in that room doing all sorts of naughty and not so naughty stuff. We even slept there on some warm summer nights. My mom never entered that room. In fact, nobody ever entered it but me and my buddies. It was furnished with a narrow bed, a beat up overstuffed armchair next to the bed, and an old trunk. The bed had a bedspread and pillow on it; both rather dirty now that I think about it. The structure was fairly crude in that it had not been drywalled, so all the studs were exposed. I hope you can visualize my playhouse because it is where Rick, my surprise visitor that day, taught me how much fun and pleasure my body could provide me. “Wow! That looks like a pretty big playhouse. Can I see inside it?” he asked enthusiastically. “Sure. I guess,” I said. This was at a time in our country’s history before kids were told to not speak with strangers. Kids had a lot more freedom when outside on their own. And, I liked this guy a lot. His friendly personality, his big, beautiful smile, and his sensual good looks drew me to him. And I was lonely with all my buddies out of town. So, we climbed the slope and into my playhouse through the door on the creek side of the gate. “Wow, wow,” Rick exclaimed, dropping his backpack on the floor, “This space is really all for you?” “Uh-huh” I replied feeling proud of my playhouse. He walked to the far end of the space and spotted an old but real doctor’s stethoscope hanging on the wall. “Oh, my god,” he said excitedly with a child-like enthusiasm. “A real stethoscope! How come you have this?” “My uncle is a nurse, and he gave it to me,” I replied. I opened the trunk in the corner of the room and pulled out an authentic reflex hammer for testing a person’s reflexes, and an otoscope for looking into one’s ears. They were actual medical instruments and not toys. They were probably old and replaced by newer models, but they still worked. I proudly held them up and said, “My uncle gave me these, too.” “Oh my God,” Rick said excitedly. “This takes me back to when I was a kid your age, and my buddies and I played Doctor. We had a blast, and the instruments we had were just toys, not the real things like you have here. I bet you and your buddies play doctor sometimes, don’t you?” I didn’t know how to respond. Of course, we played doctor. We examined each other’s penises, balls, and assholes, but I didn’t want to admit that to this man I had met less than 20 minutes ago. So, I just stood there and turned https://www.izmitescortlarim.com/” title=”escort kocaeli”>escort kocaeli red as a beet. And it didn’t go unnoticed. “That’s okay Billy. I just bet you do, and there is nothing wrong with that. That is what kids do. Oh, Billy, I am so excited. Why don’t you and me play Doctor? Oh, please, that would make me so happy. Please, please,” he implored, jumping up and down on his toes like an excited kid my age might do. I was thinking how my buddies and I examined each other’s private parts, but surely that wasn’t what this handsome, kind man was thinking. I convinced myself that he was thinking of our listening to each other’s heartbeats, looking in each other’s ears, and testing each other’s reflexes with the reflex hammer. So, I said, “Okay,” with only a bit of trepidation. I did really like this guy. “Great! Oh, Billy, this is going to be so much fun. Let’s see, why don’t I be the doctor first, and then we can switch.” So, we sat on the bed next each other, and he tested the reflexes in my knees with the reflex hammer, looked into my ears with the otoscope, and listened to my heart and lungs with the stethoscope. I wasn’t wearing a shirt, and he gently and slowly moved the stethoscope all over my chest, belly and back. He seemed to be fascinated by my nipples, which were very flat at that time in my life. He was feeling me up in a most sensual way, but I was too na�ve to realize it. I simply loved his touch, and trusted him completely by this time. “Well, I am not finished examining you, Billy, but I think we should switch roles now. We can switch back again later.” He took off his tank top and tossed it aside, revealing the most beautiful, tanned, adult, male torso I had ever seen. Talk about being drawn in. He obviously worked out�beautiful pecs, abs and biceps. He had hair in the middle of his chest that laid down flat on the skin surface; it wasn’t curly. It was sexy as hell, although I don’t think I thought of it in those terms at that time. He also removed his heavy shoes and socks and set them aside, leaving only his cargo shorts on. So, I examined him, repeating what he had done to me. I spent the majority of the time on his chest as he did with me. I was in seventh heaven. “Well, Dr. Billy, before you finish, I have a problem I want you to have a look at. I think it best if I lay down here on the exam table. The bed can be our exam table, can’t it?” Without waiting for a reply, he swung his legs up onto the narrow bed, scooted over against the wall, and laid down, propping up his head on the old pillow that was there. Then, much to my surprise, he proceeded to raise his hips and shove his shorts and underpants to his ankles and kick them aside. In a flash, he was totally naked; his cock and balls were on full display not 2 feet from my 7-year-old eyes. I was startled to say the least. I had never seen an adult cock and balls, and I certainly wasn’t expecting to today. Before I could react, he said, “Since it is only us guys here today, I assume it is perfectly okay if we get naked. There are no girls or women here. Besides I love being naked, and I bet you do too. And we wouldn’t be playing doctor if we didn’t see and examine each other’s private parts now, would we? I bet when you play doctor with your buddies, you touch each other’s cock and balls. Am I right?” Instead of responding, I turned several shades of red. “It’s okay Billy, that is how the game is played, so Dr. Billy, I need you to take a close look at my penis and balls. I have been feeling some discomfort down there lately and I want you to see if you can find out the reason and perhaps prescribe a treatment.” He then grabbed his still limp cock and stretched it out on his dense black pubes. It didn’t remain rested long for it immediately began thickening and lengthening. What a fascinating process that was to watch! “My cock is really happy right now, Dr. Billy, and it wants you to know it. As you can see, it is preparing to stand at full attention. Have you ever seen an adult man’s cock before, either soft or erect?” I shook my head; I was too shocked to speak. Here was this gorgeous man getting a magnificent boner right before my eyes. “Well, this is your lucky day, I guess. Okay, Doctor Billy, please proceed with your examination. I know you have to touch and feel my cock and balls, and that is okay with me. I know you are just doing your job.” By this time, his cock was fully erect. I was mesmerized by its size and, yes, beauty. It was straight as an arrow, probably 7 inches long and quite thick, easily 6 inches in circumference. It was perfectly smooth, like an alabaster vase. The foreskin was completely withdrawn from the broad, pronounced head; if I hadn’t already seen his foreskin, I might have thought he didn’t have one. “Come on Dr. Billy, examine it, please. I will look at the ceiling while you do your examination; that might make it easier for you. I’m having so much fun, Billy. I sure hope you are, too. I’m so glad our paths crossed today.” I quickly repositioned myself by sitting on the bed next to his right thigh with my left foot hanging off the side of the bed and my right leg drawn up on the bed with my thigh touching his thigh. I was more or less facing the head of the bed and in a position where I could readily access his cock and balls. With the realization that this was really happening, and with him wanting me to touch him “down there,” I reached out and hesitantly gripped the shaft of his cock. He shivered at my touch. Talk about a thrill! I was fascinated by the way the skin on his shaft easily slid up and down on the rigid shaft beneath. I later learned that that is only possible on a cock that has not been circumcised. I stroked up the shaft until the foreskin slipped back up and over the head of his cock. And I stroked down the shaft re-exposing the entire cockhead. He moaned in pleasure letting me know that what I was doing was pleasurable. I then lifted his ball sac and felt each ball. I was aghast to see that each was almost as big as a hen’s egg. This was infinitely more exciting than examining Richard’s and Billy’s cocks and balls. “Well, Dr. Billy, have you found the source of the discomfort I feel down there?” “Not yet,” I replied, playing the game he so eagerly wanted to play. “Well, the discomfort is real, and I know a treatment that will get rid of it. Do you masturbate, Dr. Billy?” I didn’t know what he was talking about, and must have looked perplexed. “How about jack off, jerk off, or wank? You don’t know what I am talking about do you?” “No,” I said, for I truly didn’t. My buddies and I hadn’t discovered the joys of masturbation yet. “Grab the shaft of my cock. That’s it but a little lower. Perfect. Grip it a bit firmer; tighten your grip. That’s great! Now stroke upward, and then downward. That’s it. Now keep doing that but a little faster. Yeah, that’s good. It feels absolutely terrific, Billy. What you are doing is called masturbation. You are masturbating me. It is also called jerking off or jacking off. In England, they call it wanking. All boys and men do it, because it feels so good.” I was still moving my hand up and down his cock and loving every second of it. “You had better stop now Dr. Billy. You haven’t eliminated the discomfort I feel, but you can do that later. It is time for me to resume my examination of you. Here, let’s trade places. It is time for you to lay down on the exam table.” I did as he asked. I was apprehensive as to what was going to happen next. Was he going to ask me to remove my shorts and undies? I was actually a little bit scared. And, of course, my fears proved true when he next spoke. “OK, Billy, it is time to remove your shorts.” At that, he grabbed my shorts and underpants at the hip on each side and quickly pulled them down my legs and completely off. I was as naked as the day I was born and beet red from embarrassment. “Ah, Billy, don’t be embarrassed, boy. You have an absolutely gorgeous body. You should be proud of it. Truth is, I have never seen such a beautiful body on a boy of your age,” said as he began soothing, calming strokes all over my body. “Close your eyes now and rest your hands on the bed, er, the exam table. Yes, like that, now I am going to treat you, so you will feel perfectly comfortable,” and he proceeded to give me a most gentle, whole-body massage, ignoring at first my genitals. My body calmed down considerably; the shivers stopped, and I was pacified by his touch. But then his attention turned to my cock and balls. He gently pinched and stroked my cock until I had a full, rock-hard erection. “You have a beautiful boner, Billy�a big, beautiful boner. And I love the fact that you are not circumcised; you still have your foreskin. I feel sorry for boys that are circumcised, because they almost always have to use a lubricant of some kind to jack off, whereas you and me have all we need right here. Look how easily the skin slides up and down on your boner. If you were circumcised you couldn’t do that. You do know what circumcised means, don’t you?” I shook my head, for I hadn’t heard the word before. Rick then explained to me that the foreskin of some boys is cut off when they are babies, that they were “circumcised.” “Tell me,” Billy, “about your playmates Richard and Max. Do they have foreskins?” “No,” I said, surprised that Rick knew that I had seen their cocks. “Well, you are the lucky one to still have it. You have to be a little more careful than they do to keep your cock clean. When you bathe be sure to pull the foreskin all the way back and wash underneath it thoroughly. That conversation was https://www.izmitescortlarim.com/escort/izmit-yabanci-escort” title=”izmit yabancı escort”>izmit yabancı escort very helpful because I had envied Richard and Max for not having a foreskin, but now I knew that they should envy me. I couldn’t wait to tell them. “Well, let’s move one. You know that I love examining your cock, Billy, but I sense a lot of discomfort in this area,” said as he cupped my entire groin area with his hand. “I prescribe the Jack Off Treatment to relieve that discomfort, and you are going to love it. You are going to feel something wonderful that you have never felt before. I will begin the treatment now, so put your hands behind your head and close your eyes.” Before I did as he asked, I watched as he grabbed my cock with his thumb and next two fingers, and started jacking me off. It felt good, or course, wonderful in fact. “Come on now, close your eyes. Now, in a minute or so you will probably think that you have to pee and will want me to stop what I am doing. Trust me when I tell you that you won’t have to pee; you are simply getting ready to have an orgasm, which is the most wonderful feeling a person could possibly have. So, I won’t stop jacking you off. Now, tell me when you start feeling something you have never felt before. Damn, but this is fun!” He no sooner said that that I started feeling that I needed to pee. When I told him, he simply ignored me and continued jacking me off. I started twisting in discomfort as the urge to pee built up. Then it happened. My first dry orgasm. It felt incredible; I writhed in pleasure, thoroughly bewildered by what was happening. When I regained my composure, Rick took his time removing his hand from my cock, gently pinching every last morsel of pleasure out of it. “You know, Billy, I don’t think I have ever had so much fun before. It is a big day when a boy has his first orgasm. You will remember this day the rest of your life. How are you feeling? Did you enjoy that? It sure looked like you did. Look, your cock is no longer hard. That treatment cured the tension you felt in your cock. You know, you can do that yourself anytime you want, and you will probably do it every day. Most boys do. Some do it several times a day, and that’s okay. You will teach your buddies how to jack off, and you will do it to each other. Jacking off is one of the great joys of life, and I find it thrilling that I am the person that taught you how to do it. Okay, so now it is time for you to continue your examination of me. Come on, let’s trade places again.” And so, we did. As soon as we were back in position for me to examine him, he said, “Well, Dr. Billy, I need the same treatment I just gave you�the Jack Off Treatment. It is the only way to remove the distress I feel in my cock and balls. So, please proceed with the treatment.” At that, he put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. His cock was still standing at full erection, pointing slightly toward his head. I grabbed it mid-shaft with my right hand and began jacking him off. The experience felt surreal. Here was this gorgeous, super friendly man that I had met only a short while ago. He was here in my playhouse, naked, on the bed with his beautiful big cock firmly in my grasp as I inexpertly jacked him off. I wanted to give him the same pleasure he had given me. “Oh, Billy, I mean Dr. Billy, that feels absolutely incredible. The treatment is starting to work. Oh, shit but that feels so good. Ok, ok, stop for a minute� stop, please.” So, I reluctantly stopped the up and down strokes, but I left my hand gripping that beautiful cock. I didn’t want to let go. “Listen, Billy, I need to tell you something. When a man has an orgasm, it is different than when a boy has an orgasm. It feels just as good, but a man shoots out a thick, whitish fluid that is made in his balls. It is called semen by doctors, but most people call it cum. When I was a boy, we called it jizz, but we are going to call it cum. Anyway, if a man shoots his cum into a woman’s pussy, she can become pregnant and have a baby. I just want you to be prepared. When you continue jacking me off, and I have an orgasm, cum will shoot out of my cock and land on my chest and abdomen. You may even get some on your hand. Don’t worry about that, it won’t harm you in any way. Okay, we are ready now for you to continue the treatment. It won’t take me long to have an orgasm. Being in your playhouse with you, Billy, such a gorgeous 7-year-old boy, is simply too hot.” So, I continued jacking him off, anxious to see the cum he was talking about shoot out of his cock. I can honestly say I was having a lot of fun. This was the most exciting day of my life so far. I never thought I would see an adult man’s boner, let alone play with it. Playing doctor with this handsome man was super, super fun. He started grasping at the bedspread beneath him. “Oh, Billy, I’m going to cum. Yes, oh my god, here it is Billy, here it is.” His eyes were closed tight, and his head was straining backwards, pressing hard into the pillow beneath his head. His legs lifted slightly off the bed, his toes pointed down and toward the wall beyond. And then it happened, the first shot hit just below his chin. I could feel the cum move through his cock, and I watched as it flew through the air and landed on his throat. Then I could feel the next shot, and the next, until he shot 7 or 8 wads of cum onto his chest and abdomen. After the last shot, his body began to relax, and he was breathing very hard. “Don’t let go yet, Billy. Give me just a minute,” said breathlessly. I didn’t want to let go, but cum was running down over my fingers, and I could feel his erection receding. Finally, his breathing normalized, and he opened his eyes. “Wow! That was absolutely amazing. I don’t think I ever had such a wonderful orgasm before just from being jacked off, but then I never had such a beautiful, fun-loving boy jack me off before. You did great, Dr. Billy, really great. Now let’s clean this up, shall we?” And at that he lifted my hand off his cock and licked all the cum off of it. “Not everybody likes to eat cum, but I do. You know, they say if a boy your age eats cum fairly regularly, that he will develop big muscles and a big cock. I think that is probably true, because when I was your age, I ate my uncle’s cum on a regular basis, and I developed big muscles and a big cock. Not all men have cocks as big as mine. Some, of course, have bigger cocks. Now, do you have a towel or something we can use to wipe the cum off of me? I pulled a roll of paper towels out of the trunk, and he took several to clean himself up. “I have to say, Dr. Billy, all the stress I felt down here is completely gone. Look, my cock is no longer hard. Your treatment took away all the stress and tension I felt down there.” “Damn, Billy, I am having so much fun. I am so glad I met you today. You are truly special. I hope you know that. In fact, I wish you were my nephew or my son. We could have so much fun. We could play doctor whenever we wanted. Would you like that?” I beamed at the praise. “Yes,” I responded enthusiastically. “Well, maybe we can meet again sometime. But, before that, I haven’t completed my examination of your beautiful body. Look your cock is hard again. The tension has returned; we are going to have to give you the Blow Job Treatment to cure the problem. Let’s continue. Okay?” “Yeah, this is fun. I like playing with you.” I had no idea what the Blow Job Treatment was, and it didn’t really matter as everything this man did to me was wonderful. “Ok, well, first I need to check your nipple sensitivity. Lay down again on the exam table again.” As soon as I did, he asked me to put my hands behind my head and close my eyes. At 7-years-old my nipples were quite flat on my chest. It was later, during puberty, that soft pads developed under my nipples, and they began to protrude from my chest. “I have to use my tongue for this test, Billy. I think you will like it.” He then proceeded to lick my nipples, spending maybe a minute on each one. His tongue would probe a nipple, then circle it repeatedly. I couldn’t help giggling; it felt really good, but also tickled a little. “Okay, Billy, I need you to tell me what feels best, what I just did to your nipples or this.” And he proceeded to lick my skin a couple of inches away from my right nipple. It felt good but very different from when he licked and probed my nipples. “Well, Billy, what felt best, your nipple (and he touched my right nipple as he spoke), or your skin here (and he touched my chest where he performed the lick test)? Did they feel the same, or was there a difference?” “I liked it when you licked my nipple. That felt best.” “Well, that tells me you are a normal, healthy boy. You are going to have a great sex life. But I am concerned about this,” said as he grabbed ahold of my boner. “You still have a lot of tension down here. There is one really good way to cure it. I know you are going to really love the treatment. Here, let’s pull you over to the center of the exam table. Great, now open your legs. Perfect.” He then proceeded to get up on the exam table and kneel between my legs right in front of my cock and balls. “God damn, I can’t get over how beautiful you are, and my luck at finding you today. This is what men like me dream about. Are you glad that we found each other today, Billy?” “Yes,” I responded, because I truly was. “You are a little Adonis, Billy. An honest to God Adonis. Okay, now put your hands behind your head and close your eyes.” I had no idea what an Adonis was, but I did know that Rick really https://www.izmitescortlarim.com/escort/izmit-eve-gelen-escort” title=”izmit eve gelen escort”>izmit eve gelen escort liked looking at me and touching me, and that made me happy. Immediately, I felt his hands on my shoulders, my arm pits, then my chest, my nipples, my abdomen, my groin, my cock and my balls, and my thighs. His touch was light, loving, and delicious. I felt him adjust his position between my legs, and he said, “It is time to begin the BJ Treatment Billy, you are going to love this. I promise.” There is that BJ Treatment he mentioned before. I surmised I was about to find out what it was all about. A moment later, my cock was ingulfed in a warm moist space that I can only describe as heavenly. I was startled by this new and incredible feeling, and I opened my eyes, and of course there was this handsome man with my cock in his mouth. I was shocked. It never occurred to me that someone would want to put their mouth on my cock. Rick looked up and saw the shock on my face. He momentarily stopped his incredible ministrations, and said, “Billy, I know, nobody has ever sucked your cock before, have they? You have to trust me. I know what I am doing. Now, please, close your eyes, relax, and enjoy the good feelings. This is a treatment that God has given us. It is meant to be enjoyed by men and boys. Believe me when I say I love sucking on your cock. I love, love, love it. Okay. Now, just relax, and I will continue sucking this sexy cock of yours until you have the second orgasm of your life, and it will be better than even the first. It will be mind blowing. Of that, I am certain.” At that I closed my eyes again, and did relax a bit, and felt my foreskin being pulled down my cock completely exposing the sensitive head. Rick then continued sucking my cock and my balls. At times, he had them all in his mouth at the same time. And it felt absolutely heavenly. I had no idea anything could feel so incredibly wonderful. I felt so fortunate having this nice man in my life at that time. This was so much fun. I wished Richard and Max could have been there with me learning from this nice man. He licked the sensitive groin area between my balls and my legs, and also the area between my balls and my asshole. After making love to my entire groin area for 5 minutes or so, he began rhythmically sucking on my cock. And, oh my god, that was so special, and then the feeling that I had to pee began, but I knew this time that I didn’t really need to pee, and the feelings grew to a crescendo, and my orgasm exploded, with pulsation after pulsation of exquisite pleasure. I was writhing on the bed, grasping handfuls of Rick’s hair in the process. And, of course, I was broadcasting my pleasure in the moans I involuntarily uttered. Rick kept his mouth on my cock as I slowly returned to reality. My body finally went limp and I was barely conscious. “So, Billy, what do you think of the Blow Job Treatment? Look at your cock. Your hardon is gone. The stress and tension are all gone. Did you like that?” “Oh, yes, that was awesome!” “Great, I told you, you would like the treatment. I knew you would. All boys and men love having their cock sucked. I sure do. Look at my cock, Billy. The tension has returned. Here grab ahold of it. It is hard as a rock, isn’t it? I am very much in need of the Blow Job Treatment. Do you think you could do that for me, Dr. Billy?” I hesitated before answering. The idea of his cock in my mouth sounded appealing, but could I get that huge hunk of man meat in my mouth? I didn’t think so. “It’s too big.” “Ah, it is big, I grant you that, but I’m quite sure we could get it in that sweet mouth of yours, at least the head.” At that, he gently pinched the head of his cock. “We won’t know for sure until we try. Here, let me get flat on my back like we did for the Jack Off Treatment, and you get on your knees between my legs again. That’s it, now begin the Blow Job Treatment. Okay?” I leaned forward tentatively, and grabbed that magnificent cock with my right hand and pulled it slightly toward me to line it up with my mouth, and then I proceeded to slowly take the cockhead into my mouth. I was struck by its silky, spongey softness and how it contrasted with the hardness of the shaft now firmly in my grip. My left hand, seemingly with a mind of its own, cupped his big balls and gently fondled them while I concentrated an getting the entire head of his cock in my mouth. Believe me, it was a jaw stretcher. Rick let out a moan of pleasure, so I knew I was doing something right. He had his upper body propped up on the pillow. “See, Billy, it fits in your mouth. Now move your tongue around. Yes, my God, just like that. Holy Moly, Billy, that is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen�a gorgeous, naked 7-year-old boy on his knees with my cock in his mouth. I will never ever forget this.” He made me feel proud of what I was doing. “Now Billy, see if you can get a little more of my cock in your mouth. I know you can.” I really wanted to please this special new friend, so I moved my head further down until his cock was pushing at the back of my throat. I started to gag and quickly pulled off. “Now, now Billy, I don’t want you to choke on it. You don’t have to take that much cock in your mouth to give me a lot of pleasure. And I want you to enjoy having my cock in your mouth. So, concentrate on just the head. Go up and down on it, and move your tongue around as much as you can.” So, I reinserted his cock in my mouth, and right then it occurred to me that he was possibly going to shoot his cum when he had his orgasm. Did he want to shoot it into my mouth? I didn’t like the sound of that, so I stopped sucking and asked him, “What about the cum?” “What about it, Billy? Yes, when I have my orgasm, I will shoot cum, and I want to shoot it directly into your mouth, and I would like you to swallow it. Remember what I told you? That if a boy eats cum on a regular basis, it could help him develop big muscles and a big cock? Now, if you don’t want to swallow it, that’s okay, too. Just hold it in your mouth and wait until I tell you to take your mouth off my cock; then you can go to the bathroom and spit it out. It is up to you. But I do want to shoot my cum into your mouth. That is so much more pleasurable than shooting it onto my chest and belly. I should tell you that some people love the taste of cum and love the idea of swallowing their sex partner’s gift of cum. But there are others that don’t like the texture and taste of cum and spit it out afterwards. It is your choice. Okay?” I said, “okay.” What I didn’t say was that I was a bit scared at the idea of taking all that cum in my mouth. But, as I’ve said before, I really wanted to make this man happy, and after that incredible Blow Job Treatment that he had given me, I was going to do my best to please him. So, I resumed sucking that beautiful cock; I really liked how it felt in my mouth. And it made me feel powerful knowing that I was giving this nice man lots of pleasure. After only a couple of minutes, Rick started making slight upward pelvic movements thereby moving his cock up and down in my mouth. I could tell the pressure was building toward his orgasm. Then he said, “Shit, Billy, don’t stop, keep doing what you are doing, oh Christ Almighty, Jesus, oh so good, so good, sweet boy. I’m going to cum, Billy, oh fuck, fuck, I’m going to cum, yes, oh Billy, take it Billy, take all of my hot cum.” And, as I felt 7 or 8 strong pulsations of his cock, my mouth filled with cum; some even leaked out the corner of my mouth before he stopped shooting. I knew instinctively to keep my mouth on his cock as he slowly came down from his incredible orgasmic high. I decided I would swallow it. Afterall, what boy wouldn’t want to develop a big cock? “That’s it, Billy. You can take your mouth off my cock now.” So, I let his limp cock slip over my tongue and lips as I raised my head up and off of it. I was afraid I might lose some cum in the process, but I didn’t. I looked Rick right in the eye and made a show of swallowing his cum. It was then that I got that bitter taste and the cloying, clinging texture of cum. But it wasn’t too horrible. I had to swallow several times to get it all down. “Well, well, what a good boy you are. I have to tell you that that was probably the best orgasm I have ever had, and you did it. You did it, my boy. You know what, I think I am a bit in love with you right now.” He then moved to give me a big hug and a brief kiss directly on the lips. I had never felt as happy and proud as I did at that moment. “Did you enjoy sucking my cock, Billy; I think you did.” “I did,” I replied, “I want to do it again.” “Well, me, too, but that is all I have time for today, but I would love to play doctor with you again sometime. The problem is I am in town on business, and my flight out is this evening. I don’t know when I will be back. Damn, I really would like to see you again. I have never had an experience quite like this before, and I have never met a boy as beautiful and sexy and fun as you. I will tell you what�” and he proceed to lay out a plan as to how we might meet up should he ever be back in town. But you know what, I never saw him again, and I was left with a gnawing desire to suck cock, and to be sucked off again. I taught my 3 best buddies everything Rick had taught me, and we had a lot of fun playing doctor for a number of years. But I yearned to suck an adult man’s cock, but it simply didn’t happen. Eventually we all went through puberty, and by 15, we all had impressive adult-size cocks that I loved sucking. But Max took an interest in pussy, and dropped out of our sexual romps. That left only Richard and me. We both eventually married, but we remained suck buddies for many years until Richard was transferred to a distant city. And here I am now craving a cock to suck. One belonging to a man as beautiful as Rick.
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