Romantic: The Photographer, Chapter 3 (5/6)
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Author: davkole Published: 10/25/2007 story views: 1944
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"Can you do it now?"
"Sure can...c'mon into my room. Remember, if you want me to stop anytime, just let me know, ok?"
"OK"
Mickey sat on the edge of the king size bed and lay back with his arms at his sides. Kent knelt between his legs and began to tongue the insides of his thighs...working his way up to his crotch...teasing the hair on his nuts with his tongue...nipping at his jewels...gently taking one - then the other - then both into his mouth...flicking his tongue up his firm abdomen - letting his cheek rub against the side of the boy's rigid tool...then, starting under his balls...flicking his tongue up his shaft to just below the head...pausing and teasing until he started to moan...then pulled his tool to an upright position and took as much as he could in his mouth...working the tender, sensitive shaft with his tongue. He gently held his balls in his fingers, gauging how close to climax he was...and then...Mickey let out a loud gasp and began to shoot stream after stream of hot jism into Kent's mouth. Kent held the load until his dick began to soften...then slid off and swallowed. He moved up beside the spent lad and put an arm around him. Mickey rolled on his side and wrapped himself around Kent...found his lips and kissed him...actually tasting his own cum on Kent's lips.
"Holy shit...if that's a blow job...don't ever stop...thank you... thank you...thank you!"
"Now you're soft - and sleepy...take a nap...we'll get a few more pictures when you wake up..."
"Stay here with me?"
"Sure..."
About ninety minutes later Mickey woke from his nap - still in Kent's arms. They lay there for a few minutes... luxuriating in the warmth and closeness.
"You want to take some 'soft' pictures?"
"I only have two more to take...but first, I have a gift for you."
"Really?"
"Yeah...I bought you something this morning that I wanted to give you if what I had hoped for really happened."
"What did you hope for?"
"That I'd be able to give you a blow job...and that you'd really like it..."
"I REALLY liked it...!"
"Let me get your gift...then I'll take the last two pics for today..."
Kent went over to his dresser drawer and took out a small package.
"I got you a ring...a special friendship ring that only you and I will know the significance of..."
"Cool...can I see it?"
"Let me put it on you..."
Mickey held out his hand...
"Doesn't go there...here, let me put it in the right place. This will always remind you of the 'first times' you had this week with me - you really gave me your virginity, you know...first hand job, then your first male kiss - and...your first blow job!"
Kent had bought him a 1 7/8" stainless steel cock ring - just like his own. He slid it over his flaccid dick, and popped his balls through one at a time - then, holding Mickey's sweet package in his hand, leaned over and kissed the top of his dick.
"Man...is that ever great...and does it ever feel great on...I