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Author: bardohio Published: 8/22/2007 story views: 389
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0in 0in 0pt;">Of his growing
Cock
And I begin to slowly, gently
Stroke him
From the bottom of his shaft
Nestled in his golden, wispy pubes
To the flare below the top of the head
Of his cute little
Dong.
He’s not much – 5 or 6 inches, no more –
But as a dear friend of mine always says,
“Anything more’n a mouthful is a
Waste of time.”
I can see his eyes, still behind his eyelids with their
Long, sandy lashes
Shifting furiously now, but they do not open, and
He begins to lightly flex his pelvis
Matching the rhythm of my light stroking.
He is sort of moaning/purring/whimpering with
Pleasure
The way a puppy does when he dreams of
Chasing rabbits
I wonder what my young puppy is dreaming of
Right now?
Whatever it is, he must be
Enjoying it
For his little-boy cock is
Stiffer
And he writhes against my belly
In a rhythm known since
The Dawn of Time
In this early pre-Dawn,
I tighten my hand around his member
And he thrusts harder against my hand, and
Just before he shoots, his green eyes
Open wide
And he blows his splooge
All over his side of the bed and
Onto the floor.
He rolls over on top of me and says
“You sneak! I was having the most
Wonderful dream!”
And kisses me, and nibbles
Both of my nipples as
He works his way down my front to my
Risen Lord,
And buries his sweet, young, angelic face
In my crotch
And, in short order,
Brings about a similar explosion
From the depths of my
Being.
He licks up every drop and
Crawls up my chest to
Snuggle again as we welcome the
Sunrise.
In a few minutes the alarm goes off as well.
It’s going to be a
Beautiful Day.