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Subject: The Wind – 14 If you want to see g-rated pictures of the main characters, please send an email to aol. Comments, positive or negative are always welcome. This is a fictional story. The bike was rattling in the back of the Escalade. Mike loved the height of the SUV, compared to the height of regular cars. The only vehicles which were bigger and whose drivers could see inside the Escalade were trucks. Christian was sitting in the passenger seat. Mike had timed the end of his run to coincide with the boy’s and had offered him a ride home. He was drinking the blue gatorade that they had gotten from George’s gas station. George had given it to Christian for free again. He seemed intent on giving free food and drinks to cute boys… Mike found it interesting. The boy’s window was open and the wind blew strongly inside the car. It messed up Christian’s hair a little, giving him a different, less kept look. Mike pulled up the window and put Christian’s hair back in place. The boy visibly was not expecting him to do this, but did not say anything. The hair was so soft, Mike thought to himself. Christian did not use gel, unlike many of the boys his age. Beto did not use gel aydın escort either, he remembered. It seemed boys of their generation were OK exhibiting a pretty side, such as by wearing earrings or by taking special care of their hair, for example, things that were considered mostly feminine when Mike was their age. Christian’s hair did not need gel, he thought to himself. However, an earring would probably make him even sexier in some way. The uniform was already doing just this, Mike could not help thinking. He glanced at the boys golden thighs, the black spandex under the blue shorts and then the shorts themselves, with the two white cords laying over the discrete bulge. Beto was bigger, but one could tell the boy had something nice. The picture of Jim’s mouth on the boy flashed in his mind. Up and won till Jim got his cum. He wondered if Christian was getting blown by other guys, maybe some girls at school. The latter, he was pretty sure of. He was too cute a boy for girls not to pay attention to him. Or at least some making out at a party or under the bleachers and a wandering hand that founds what it had been dreaming of. A slow moving forearm at first aydınlıkevler escort and then the speed increases… Mike was not sure he had ordered his hand to move to the boy’s thigh. It was almost like it got there on its own. He noticed Christian freezing. He could feel the toned muscles under the spandex. He felt them slowly, edging towards the shorts. Christian was looking through the passenger window. Mike’s hand was over the shorts now. He loved moving the shorts over the spandex. He reached one of the white cords. He heard Christian sigh, or was it a sigh? He felt the youthful hardness under his finger. Yes, baby, yes, he thought. He cupped the boy’s bulge in his hand. He could see that Christian’s eyes were closed. He was now feeling his ball sack, big for his age. Each ball and the separation between them. He loved a boy’s balls. It is so erotic to feel them, to play with them. Christian spread his legs slightly and Mike was able to hold the whole ball sack in his hand. His finger briefly reached behind it. This would be for another time, he thought. He got off the freeway and parked in the Walmart parking lot. Not ayrancı escort many cars at this time of the day. The height of the Escalade and the tinted windows provided him all the privacy he needed. He was now rubbing the boy’s penis, focusing on the head. He could feel Christian pushing up against his fingers. He knew he was his now. Like his brother, he was a nice size. His penis had no curve to it: a straight, beautiful, hard as fuck tube of flesh he was now freely caressing obscenely. He reflected that he had felt both brothers up now. The little caressing movements that worked on Beto worked just as well on Christian. The boy loved his balls played with. Mike inclined the passenger seat backwards and while his hand was still on the boy’s penis and balls, he looked at his face: eyes closed, mouth half opened, beautiful lips. He leaned over the boy’s angelic face and put his lips on his. At the same time he slid his hand inside the spandex shorts and felt the boy’s penis directly. Christian hissed. Mike slid his tongue inside the boy’s mouth. Fresh peppermint. He found the boy’s tongue and licked it as his fist closed around Christian’s penis and started the age old movement. Mike did not see it coming. The boy shuddered. He made a strange sound, as if he was crying, shuddered again. His legs kicked. Mike felt his penis quake again and again, warm cum erupting and covering his hand and the spandex. He buried his tongue deep in the boy’s mouth.
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