0 comments/ 209320 views/ 11 favorites Gil Loves His Mom...Naughty Boy By: genderbender Gil settled into the back seat, glancing from side to side to catch a final view of the campus he wouldn't be seeing again until September. He hadn't seen Craig since early morning when he headed off to class. They'd said their serious farewell the night before, sharing his narrow bed and hours of passion. He closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the seat. Gil came in after dinner fully expecting that Craig would have returned from the fraternity and his final meeting. He wasn't disappointed. Craig was lying on his bed wearing nothing but shorts. The prominent bulge could hardly be missed, the skimpy cotton stretched to reveal details of his genitals. Gil tossed his books on the desk before turning to lock the door. His organ stirred in his jeans, aware that his final dance with his sexy roommate was about to begin. He sauntered toward where Craig lay, eyes taking in his lover's well muscled torso, his fingers just touching the bulge. When Gil reached the edge of the bed Craig lifted his hand from the mattress, fingers extending until the tips grazed Gil's manhood outlined clearly in the faded denim. He could feel himself getting hard as he recalled those intense moments, opening his eyes to ground himself in the present moment. His mother was seated facing his father as he drove, her eyes glancing into the back seat to meet his gaze as his eyes opened. She smiled, grateful to be bringing her son home again, even if for only three months. He returned her smile, wondering what she'd think if she'd seen her only son standing naked in his dorm room with his glistening cock sliding in and out of his handsome roommate's mouth. Craig gave great head! Certainly his skills exceeded Gil's mother's efforts. Of course, since she'd been the first person to kiss his penis, there was something special about their connection that didn't lend itself to comparisons with Gil's other lovers. He saw her tongue quickly moisten her lips and knew beyond doubt that she was longing for his male organ. Her eyes lowered, widening when they saw the condition of his loins. Her smile broadened, certain his excitement stemmed from her presence. Gil slid his fingers over the bulge, brazenly highlighting his arousal. No doubt his mother would have her way with him and he had no intention of objecting. He closed his eyes again, letting her have her fantasy while he returned to the dimly lit room he shared with Craig. Gil's first orgasm happened with Craig kneeling in front of him. Through practice they'd found a rhythm, Gil's cock sliding between pursed lips, along cupped tongue and into the tight opening of Craig's throat. The strokes were slow and deep, often pausing to allow throat or tongue or lips to play delicious games with his rigid member. When at last he came, his cock was buried in his lover's throat, balls resting on jutting chin, pubic hair tickling Craig's prominent nose, eyes locked together as throat muscles milked his erupting organ. If it weren't for the fingers cupped over his round bottom he surely would have collapsed as his body released every place of holding. Cum surged from the tip of his cock in waves as Craig's head tilted back and his tongue swirled around the sensitive rim. Gil's groans filled the room, thankfully lost in the music strategically playing from his stereo. Anyone walking past their door would think he was hearing a very poor rendition of a once popular song. It was three hours before their family sedan pulled into the driveway of the house he'd called home most of his life. He'd dropped off to sleep, his mind eventually giving up its memories of lust and debauchery. His mother was peering out the windshield, inspecting the environs to make certain their refuge from the world was secure. "Looks great mom. It's nice to be home." His mother had obviously given some thought to her attire, Gil mused as he lifted the suitcases out of the trunk. She was somewhere around forty years old but still had a figure that turned men's eyes, especially when she dressed in formfitting slacks and sweater, as she was that day. His father had already excused himself to make some business calls, so, as happened so many times in his life, Gil was left alone with his mother. That was how the trouble began in the first place. He'd always been close with his mother, but things changed dramatically between them when he'd just turned eighteen years old and his father was promoted to vice president of his company. With the promotion came the necessity to travel about once each month for meetings in other parts of the country. His mother had reluctantly given him her blessing when he'd received the offer, knowing it would keep them apart for most of one week every month. His father had with great seriousness told Gil he'd be the man of the house during those times, completely oblivious to how completely his son would ultimately take on that role. Of course, it wasn't his efforts that led to the change with his mother, it was hers. For the first few months things went along quite well, but soon he noticed strain in his parent's relationship. His mother was less and less excited by her husband's return at the end of the week. At the same time she was giving more and more attention to Gil, fussing over his clothes, his school work, his diet. And she began inviting him to drive for her when she went shopping with her and asked his opinion about clothes. He was certainly old enough that he appreciated his mother's outrageous body. He simply couldn't resist admiring her figure as much as the clothes she tried on. Things came to a head one day when she insisted on modeling for him some undergarments she'd bought while he was swimming with his friends in their backyard pool. He was wearing swimtrunks so it made no sense to object when she pulled open her robe and offered him a peak at the tantalizingly brief brassiere and matching bikini panties. When his penis instantly got hard, there was no hiding it in the front of his nylon trunks. She smiled broadly as she shrugged the robe off her shoulders to give him an unhindered view of her luscious body, breasts literally overflowing the abbreviated brassiere cups. When after a few tormenting moments she turned to offer him a view of her naked bottom he was almost gasping for air. Then she leaned over to pick up her robe and things got even worse as her breasts threatened to tumble free. When she stood up again her eyes lowered to the front of his trunks and casually stared at his erection. "I can tell you like this outfit Gilly." His face flushed with embarassment but he was unable to withdraw. It was as though he were rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed to his mother's almost naked body, his penis throbbing in the abbreviated pouch holding his genitals. But his mother was not frozen in place. She walked toward him, her hips swinging seductively from side to side, her breasts shifting within the brassiere cups. And then she was reaching toward him, her long, slender fingers quickly spreading over his cock before grasping the throbbing shaft. "My little boy's growing up." The fingers stroked him through the nylon in a caress he'd long ago discovered for himself. He could smell the familiar perfume she wore, could feel the heat of her body which was only inches from his. He gazed down at those sumptuous breasts, noting for the first time the stiff nipples poking through the translucent nylon cups. His breathing was becoming ragged. He was certainly shocked by this provocative intimacy but nothing in him made him object, move away from the tantalizing fingers holding his rigid member. He groaned, the deep sound rising from his throat, completely unbidden. The fingers stopped their caress, slowly lifting from the prominent bulge filling the front of his trunks. He felt a wave of disappointment rise within him, though he would never have been able to express those feelings. He was in an altered state, completely given over to his mother's wishes. He gazed down at the red tipped fingers poised less than an inch from his throbbing organ, waiting to see what would happen next. Then her other hand was lifting from her slender thigh, reaching toward him. Fingers moved, both hands extending until the tips slid beneath the elastic of his trunks. With a measured movement they slid down his bare hips, dragging the nylon lower until his cock sprang free, rising from the lush hair where his thighs came together. Fingers quickly found his organ once again, now dancing down, then up the naked flesh, creating the most delicious sensations he'd ever experienced! He locked his hips and knees against the onslaught of pumping fingers. His heart pounded powerfully in his chest. He'd had plenty of orgasms before and knew instinctively that if she continued this merciless caress he'd cum on the spot. But then the fingers slowed. He watched wide-eyed as the fingers lifted from his cock and began maneuvering the clasp between his mother's sumptuous breasts. Suddenly the diminutive cups slid off the thrusting mounds, offering him an unhindered view of those beautiful breasts that had so fascinated him in his budding adolescence. Without pausing she reached down and stripped those skimpy panties from her loins, exposing the lush curls he'd expected to find nestled there. Before he could make sense of this intimate encounter she stepped closer, drawing his naked body against her ripe curves. Gil groaned as his cock slid between silken thighs and heavy breasts pressed against his chest. His hips began moving of their own accord, driving forward before pulling back. His mother responded in counterpoint, a rhythm as old as time about which he knew little. Her fingers were now caressing his bottom, pulling their loins more tightly together. He had little idea what they were doing, but the sensations were incredible! Once again he thought he'd come. But once more his mother anticipated his dilemma and withdrew, her body easing away from his. This time she was dropping to her knees and he instantly knew what was about to happen since her mouth was already leaning toward the tip of his rigid member. He stared in disbelief as lush lips spread across the purple crown and began an inexorable journey down the shaft. Gil could feel the tension building in his loins. His eyes gazed at his mother's pursed lips marveling at the tongue swirling around his cock. Then he was ejaculating into his mother's sucking mouth, cum exploding as she swallowed. Nothing more happened that day, but the door had been opened and it was only a matter of time before they walked through it completely. What a hedonist he was! He'd fuck and suck his handsome roommate one day, then fuck his mother the next. He doubted his mother would be proud of his excursion into same sex passion, but she'd been the one who introduced him to the world of taboo sexuality. She certainly would be surprised if he told her the truth, but for the moment, nothing mattered except the mouth now fixed to his saliva smeared cock. He stared down at her beautiful face, her lips spread to accommodate his thick organ, tongue slithering along the underside of the shaft. Her eyes were heavy with excitement as they gazed up at him. He knew his father had long ago given up interest in his sexy wife. Gil wondered whether he might be sampling other men as well, unable to tolerate his wife's passion. So she was left with her only son to love, unless she too had found other lovers. He locked his knees, bracing himself against the onslaught of her devouring mouth. He was close to cumming. He gave himself to the delicious sensations, knowing that this brief encounter would be but an appetizer for the many wonderful meals he'd share during his months at home with this tempting woman who happened to be his mother. Gil heard the lawnmower roar into life and turned beneath the covers to glance at the clock on the table next to his bed. It took a moment for his eyes to focus. He groaned as he realized how long he'd slept. It was nine thirty and he'd finally gotten a good night sleep. His mother had been so hungry for his body that for the first couple of nights she'd wakened him after his father had fallen asleep to play. The noise got louder and he realized someone was mowing his parent's backyard. Gil slid from beneath the covers, casually caressing his tender genitals as he stepped to the curtained window. His eyes widened when he saw the handsome youth stalking behind the mower, his bare chest glistening with perspiration, his tight round bottom highlighted by the tight cutoffs. As he turned Gil was treated with a view of the boy's genitals cradled in faded denim. To his shock Gil felt his organ gain heft, lifting a bit from his loins. He chuckled to himself, almost certain this teenager had been hired by his mother with the intention of seducing him. He wondered what she'd think if she realized her son might get there first He walked out the back door dressed only in skimpy nylon swim trunks, a large terrycloth towel in his hand. The boy was brushing the lawnmower to remove loose grass, clearly oblivious to Gil's presence. When he rose from his knees and turned his eyes widened but his lips quickly lifted in a smile. "Thought you might like a towel." Gil extended his hand, allowing his eyes to quickly survey the length of the boy's gorgeous body now glistening with sweat. "Thanks." The boy accepted the towel and lifted it to his forehead. "My name's Gil." He paused, shifting his weight before continuing. "I've been away at school." "Hi. I'm Rob. I didn't know Mrs. Christianson had a son." The youth's face was open as well as handsome. Nothing suggested he was waiting to play some little game with the young man standing in front of him. "She hardly looks like a mom, right?" Gil smiled knowingly. "I guess not." The sound of the back door closing caused both young men to glance in the direction of the house. His mother's arrival confirmed her son's comment, since she was wearing her sexiest summer gear. While her attention was on the two glasses filled to the rim with lemonade, the Gil's eyes took in the wonder of her body beneath the skimpy halter top and short shorts. The combination of this delicious youth and his luscious mother suggested possibilities he'd never before considered. In fact, his highly charged mother might be the lure that would get this young man into bed. He felt his manhood beginning to swell in his cutoffs. "I thought you boys might like something to cool you off." Gil gazed down into the top of the halter to the bulging top of the breasts he'd enjoyed so recently as he accepted the glass. Glancing over at Rob he saw the boy's face was flushed, his eyes also surveying his mother's charms. "Thank you Mrs. Christianson." His mother stepped close to Gil's side and slid her arm around his bare waist, drawing her body against his. "You don't need to be so formal Rob, we're all friends here." Gil was aware of the firm breast resting against his torso and the warm thigh leaning tight on his own bare leg. He could feel his loins tingling with growing excitement. Glancing down he noticed that the younger boy was responding to his mother as well, the bulge in the front of his shorts noticeably larger now that she'd joined them. "You can call me Beth." "Okay, thank you Beth." Rob lifted the glass to his full lips and took a deep sip. "I was going to take a dip if either of you would care to join me." "Great idea!" Gil pulled his mother closer. "What do you think Rob?" "I don't have a suit." "No problem, I've got one you can use." "You're more than welcome Rob." His mother's voice was at its most seductive and Gil knew he'd been correct in assuming she was baiting a trap for the boy. Suddenly it seemed she was intent of having both of them. He wasn't complaining at the idea. "Okay, lead the way." Gil smiled, definitely interested in leading this teen along a way he probably didn't even know existed. "Here you go." Gil tossed the diminutive bikini swim trunks toward Rob, then without comment stripped his shorts and underwear off. He could see the shock in Rob's eyes as the older boy stood before him completely naked, his prominent manhood already heavy with excitement. Gil stepped into his trunks then reached into the front to adjust his genitals, laying the shaft of his cock to one side before centering his well filled scrotum. Then he waited, making no move to give the boy privacy. Rob hesitated for a moment but then Gil's mother's voice called to them from the backyard and he began moving, fingers finding the zipper of his shorts before releasing the brass button. He pushed the shorts down, dragging his underwear with it until the garments fell to his ankles. Gil indulged himself, eyes searching out the youth's genitals. While not as well endowed as Gil, Rob's cock was definitely going to be more than a mouthful, he mused, chuckling to himself at the thought. He openly appreciated the partially aroused organ falling in a lovely curve over the prominent scrotum as the boy pulled the tight nylon up his legs, then over his hips, fingers carefully tucking his genitals into the well designed pocket at the front of the trunks. "Let's do it." Their eyes met for a moment before Gil turned to lead the way. He wondered whether Rob understood the significance of what just happened. No matter, he'd learn soon enough. His mother was already in the pool. He could see through the shimmering water that she was wearing her most daring bikini, one guaranteed to drive this boy wild. They stood together at the edge of the pool as his mother slowly ascended the ladder in front of them. Water cascaded off her incredible body. Her bikini top did little but cover the aroused nipples at the tip of her heavy breasts, which poured out of every side of the tiny nylon triangles. The triangle between her long, slender thighs was equally abreviated and as Gil already knew from past experience, there was no back to her bikini bottom, only a slender cord lying between the tight, round cheeks of her perfect ass. She paused at the top step, her eyes meeting Rob's gaze, a smile slowly crossing her full lips. Then she was moving again, stepping onto the concrete apron before easing between the two boys and sliding an arm around each slender waist. "How lucky to have such good looking young men to play with." She squeezed the boy's against her wet body and then began moving toward the edge of the pool. Quickly catching the spirit of the moment the boys joined her as three bodies went hurdling into the water. They swam and dove, splashed water at each other, took turns hurling Gil's mother into the air to splash water on all of them. She would dive beneath the surface and come upon one or the other of them in mock surprise, fingers clutching ankles or grasping waists, or slithering between thighs, all the while brushing her body seductively against their almost naked forms. More than once her fingers found Gil's manhood, which more often than not was in a state of complete arousal, offering him a fleeting caress as her sumptuous body slid by. Gil made no effort to hide his arousal as he stood on the diving board, surveying the playing swimmers. Rob glanced in his direction for a moment, eyes appearing to find Gil's excitement before returning to the explosion of water in front of his face as Beth surfaced only inches from him. Gil was almost certain his mother was touching the boy in the same way she'd teased him. He dove into the water, swimming beneath the surface toward his two companions. As he came closer he saw his mother's fingers grasping the well defined bulge in the front of Rob's bikini and knew things were about to get hotter. He surfaced directly behind his mother and stepped closer until her round bottom nestled against his aroused organ. She gasped, sandwiched between the two boys. Gil slid his hands around her arms, fingers spreading over her breasts as Rob stared wide-eyed. Between the fingers stroking his cock and the fingers exploring this gorgeous woman's breasts he was getting more than he bargained for when he came to mow the lawn. Gil Loves His Mom...Naughty Boy Suddenly his mother and Rob were kissing, their bodies pressed together. Gil withdrew his fingers, taking this moment to strip his trunks off and toss them toward the grass beyond the pool. This time as he stepped close to his mother, his cock slid inexorably between her thighs, riding along the path taken by the slender nylon cord toward the tiny triangle that barely covered her pussy. He would have loved sliding his cock into his mother's sweet ass, but knew that was not in the cards, at least not on this occasion. Reaching around his mother's torso he found Rob's waist. His mother's arms were now around the boy's neck, while the boy's hands seemed preoccupied with those incredible breasts she'd been teasing him with unmercifully. Gil trailed his hands down until they reached Rob's trunks, then began dragging the skimpy garment down. With a quick intake of breath he dove beneath the surface, slipping to one side as he completed his task. Rob helped by stepping out to the trunk and in doing so turned just enough that his now fully engorged cock slid free of his mother's body. Without a moment's hesitation Gil rose from his knees until his lips spread over the bulging crown of the magnificent organ. Unfortunately, he didn't have enough breath in his lungs to offer more than an introduction to this handsome youth of the pleasures offered by another man's lips, tongue and mouth. Gil rose to the surface to find the kiss had broken. Rob's eyes were wide with excitement and when they met Gil's gaze he could tell the youth had been more than a little shocked by what had taken place beneath the surface. But then Gil's mother completed her underwater striptease and once again the three of them created a human sandwich, this time their naked bodies writhing together. When Gil's cock once again slid between his mother's thighs he was delighted to encounter the other organ he'd sucked just a moment before. They seemed to be dueling to see which could find entrance to the woman's offered orifice. But Gil knew there was enough to go around and suddenly the prospect of fucking his mother in the ass seemed more a reality than a fantasy. He eased back, reaching down to grasp his rigid member as he teased between the round cheeks nestled against his loins. He could tell from Rob's expression as well as his mother's groans that the boy had struck paydirt. The two of them were kissing again, their bodies writhing together. His mother's movements resulted in her delicious bottom thrusting back against him. He felt the tip of his cock wedging into the tight opening, the water offering just enough lubrication when added to the juices seeping from his throbbing organ. But his mother's body suddenly went still and he felt her hands reach back to grasp his waist. He stepped back, his cock giving up its goal. Then she was easing away from the boy, bending over slightly in the most suggestive way. She was offering her pussy to her son. Gil couldn't hear the words whispered by his mother to the red faced youth but a moment later he was hauling himself out of the water. He turned and settled on the edge of the pool, his slender thighs spread to reveal a glistening cock rising firmly from the lush curls of pubic hair. He watched in awe as his mother leaned over to take the boy's organ into her mouth. He knew how well she could pleasure a man with her hungry mouth. He stepped closer, feeling the fingers between his mother's thighs guiding him until his cock slid into the tight heat of her pussy. All the while he gazed at the boy, his face in rapture as this woman devoured his cock. Gil was getting more and more turned on. He was tall enough that by leaning to one side he had an almost unhindered view of the sensuous blowjob being given by his sexy mother. On impulse he reached around, running his fingers along the inside of Rob's thigh. The boy was oblivious to the caress, he was so transported by the lips and tongue working their magic. Gil continued his exploration until his fingertips were grazing the boy's scrotum and sliding deeper between his thighs. His mother was aware of what he was doing, her head pausing for a moment before resuming. Gil leaned closer, his body turning slightly until his cock slid out of its safe harbor. His mother turned to one side and Gil stepped between the boy's thighs. He and his mother were now almost facing one another. She lifted her head for a moment to survey the changing situation and Gil made his move. Leaning over he slid his own lips over the well prepared cock. Rob's eyes bolted open, as did his mother's, but neither of them resisted the sudden change in direction. Gil's expertise quickly carried the moment as he took ever more of the boy's fine organ into his mouth. Soon the entire member disappeared between pursed lips, the thick crown wedging into his open throat. It was only a matter of moments before the boy was cumming, his cock surging as hot juices exploded against the roof of Gil's mouth. When the organ finally relaxed against his tongue he tilted his head back and turned to offer his mother a taste of the rich, nutty fluid ladled on his tongue. Their kiss was like no other, filled with passion as his cock once again slid into her waiting pussy. He pressed her body against the side of the pool, his organ pummeling her willing body. The boy still sat at the edge of the pool, his depleted cock quickly reviving as he gazed in wonder at this mother and son fucking with abandon. Gil's held the boy's gaze, then searched out the cock he'd received in his mouth, knowing he'd taste it again before this summer was over. Gil leaned forward in the chair, his eyes taking in the glory of Rob's youthful body rising and falling between his mother's widespread thighs. What he lacked in expertise the boy made up for in enthusiasm, his glistening buttocks clenching at the bottom of each penetration, the muscles of his back rippling as he moved. Gil had prepared the way by licking his mother's pussy, then sucking the boy's cock before giving them into one another's care. His cock was rampant once again and he would have loved to fuck one or the other of these satyrs, but he knew there was no reason to be greedy. He had the summer to play after all and then a lover waiting for him when he returned to school. It was a week before Rob returned to mow the lawn, only this time the grass had already been cut. There was no time for work when such serious play was to be had. Gil stood next to the lawn mover, his lithe body covered with perspiration. White bikini swim trunks he wore were designed with only one thought in mind, that is to show off a man's genitals. His already heavy organ filled the front of the trunks and could be missed only by a blind man. He saw Rob's eyes widen. "Hello lover boy." He could see Rob flush with embarrassment. Although he hadn't done much the week before but receive the loving attention of Gil and his mother, he had definitely gotten off when Gil gave him head. The boy's sweet juices still haunted Gil's dreams. "Looks like there's nothing for me to do here." Gil struck a pose, thrusting his hips forward to highlight his aroused organ even more. "Clearly you're a boy lacking in imagination if you think there's nothing for you to do right now." "You're awfully funny Gil, but I've got no intention sucking your cock." Despite his protestations Gil noted that the bulge in the front of the boy's cutoffs was steadily growing. "Well, how about if I suck your cock...again." Gil lasciviously licked his lips as he completed his offer. The boy didn't respond, his eyes darting away as he shuffled his feet uncomfortably. As he spoke his eyes appeared to be focused on something in the backyard. "Look, I don't do that kind of thing." "Rob, I can hardly forget that sweet moment when you ejaculated in my mouth, now can I. As I recall, you didn't have any great difficulty fucking my mouth with that lovely cock of yours. You're not queer just cause you like the way a man gives you head. You might have noticed that I enjoy a piece of ass every once in a while. Bisexuality is the wave of the future, didn't you know that?" Rob's eyes swung back to meet his gaze again, his lower lip now caught between his teeth as though he were puzzling about something. Gil took a step toward the boy, then another one. He lowered his eyes, staring openly at the boy's crotch as his right hand gingerly shifted the weight of his cock within his trunks. Rob didn't move and didn't speak. Gil turned his fingers, relinquishing his swollen organ before reaching toward Rob. Both young men stared down at the slender fingers sliding over the prominent bulge in the front of Rob's shorts. Gil could feel the stiffness of the boy's member and knew he'd won the second round in their summer seduction. "Yeah, that's it." His finger stroked the shaft through the faded denim before reaching down to cradle the boy's scrotum. His free hand joined in the dance, reaching up to release the brass button before sliding the zipper down. Both hands pushed the shorts over the boy's narrow hips and a moment later he was naked, his cock swinging away from his thigh and pointing in Gil's direction. He took hold of the surprisingly substantial organ, slowly stroking it as he stepped closer. He drew the tip of the cock along the length of his own erection, knowing he was playing an edge that might be dangerous. He wanted more than anything to kiss those full lips, but knew that would cross the line, at least for now. Then he was dropping to his knees, mouth quickly finding the bulging crown of the cock clutched in his fist. Rob braced his knees as the mouth descended, a deep sigh escaping his pouting lips. Then his fingers were on Gil's head, a sure statement that he was into this scene. Gil tilted his head back, leaning ever so slightly away from the boy's naked loins, allowing the cock to slide along his tongue until it rested on his lower lip. He played his tongue from side to side beneath the thick shaft, giving Rob a first hand look at what a blowjob is all about. He pursed his lips, sucking gently before opening his mouth again, now running his tongue around the sensitive rim. Then he sucked the organ deep within his mouth, taking the thick tip into his throat at the bottom of the stroke. He milked the organ with his throat muscles, his eyes all the while holding the boy's gaze. He saw the change in expression before he felt the organ surge against his tongue. Rob ejaculated, copious amounts of fluid splattering over the inside of Gil's waiting mouth. His tongue continued its teasing movements, stirring wave after wave of cum to surge out of the pulsing instrument. Rob's hands clutched Gil's shoulders as he steadied himself. At last Gil leaned back, his tongue cleaning the beautiful cock which finally fell between the boy's slender thighs. "Hmm, hmm, good!" Gil swallowed the last jism before awkwardly raising to his feet. Without comment he pushed his shorts down to expose his own rampant member, the heavy organ swinging into his hand as he slowly stroked himself. Reaching out he took hold of Rob's cock, drawing the saliva slick member against his own organ as he stroked the two of them together. Rob stumbled toward him until they stood only inches from one another. Gil could feel the stirring of excitement in the cock he'd just drained with his mouth. He was delighted when Rob extended his hands until his slender fingers were grasping Gil's waist. Gil was using two hands between their bodies now, one stroking their cocks while the other cradled the boy's heavy scrotum. He was aware of Rob's eyes gazing down toward the shifting fingers, the silky cocks sliding together. Gil raised his eyes to gaze at the boy's beautiful face, the full lips moist with saliva as Rob's tongue slid out repeatedly. Then Rob's eyes lifted and they held one another's gaze for what seemed an eternity. The boy's cock was now surging in his fingers as the boy thrust his hips forward to increase the contact. On impulse Gil leaned closer, his face directly in front of the boy's, their lips less than an inch from each other. Rob groaned, his fingers sliding around Gil's waist, drawing the older boy into a closer embrace. Their lips met for the first time in a stolen kiss. A moment's awkwardness quickly gave way as the building passion swept the boy past his inhibitions. Tongues were exploring now as lips moved feverishly. Hands slid around slender torsos to finger round bottoms. Then it was Rob's hand between their bodies, eager fingers finding Gil's cock and stroking it as only a man knows how to stroke another man's cock. Their lips finally parted and Gil could see the powerful animal that had been unleashed within this youth. Rob dropped to his knees, lips searching out Gil's organ, tongue licking along the length before the bulging tip eased into open mouth. Gil gazed down at the boy, eyes closing, lips and tongue working on a cock for the first time in his young life. Cum seeped from Rob's pursed lips sliding slowly off Gil's spent organ. He didn't blame the boy for not swallowing his juices this first time. It had been an acquired taste for him as well. Rob's eyes fluttered open, lifting at last to meet his gaze. The boy was no longer a virgin, having both received and given head. Where this adventure went was still to be seen and Gil was delighted to look forward to a summer of play.