I went back to the same spot and around it at different times and on different days but I did not see him, which made even wonder more if it really had happened. But then one December afternoon I was in a spot where the river gets farther from the path with lots of vegetation in between. I thought I saw him down by the river, but then disappeared in the bushes.
I got off my bike and almost run to the spot. It was sort of a natural cave made from the bushes and he was sitting inside. I went in slowly and I saw him, he was masturbating but when he saw me he tried to cover himself, by then all I could think of was the foggy morning, and his smell and taste came to me taking over my reasoning, all I wanted was to have the same feeling again, to be overpower again by this sweet man-boy.
He was not aggressive this time in fact he resisted when I tried to move his hand away to get my taste. He finally yield when he felt my tongue on his pee hole. I went down on him as deep as I could as if I was scare he was to run away. He was not moving this time like the first time, it was me going up and down, although I couldn't go as far down as the first time.
it felt thicker and straight not curvy anymore even his smell was a bit different but still intoxicating. He was not talking like the first time either and his sights and moans were not as loud. It was almost like he was trying to stop himself from moaning like he was embarrassed.
suddenly his breathing got stronger he trembled and tried to pull away but I would not let go, in the little struggle he came sending his juices all over my face. I got the taste of some of it. But it was like he didn't want to come in my mouth.
I still didn't let it go I wanted to get the last drop of his sweet nectar I had waited too long for it. When I finally let go and he put away. I got the chance to finally look at him. He wasn't being aggressive this time he was rather shy. I tried to talk to him I didn't want to let him escape again, but he got up and said
"I have to go my brother must be looking for me" he even sounded different "where is your brother? I asked
"by the river we came fishing' he said walking out of the little cave. I followed him out he stopped just outside, there was somebody else approaching
"Mark what were you doing?" I recognized the voice right away I looked at him and I thought I was going crazy there he was the same look but he was not smiling;
"was he sucking your dick?" he said
Mark answered shyly almost scared, "no no",
"I was asking him about you" I said
he look at mark and said "go home dad is going to be there soon" he left . the boy turned to me and asked again "are you sure you weren't doing anything with him"
"No" I said I just though it was you but he told me you were fishing, I tried to changed the subject so he wouldn't ask me again. Are you boys twins he looks just like you.
"Yes he is older for about an hour" he said, looking at me with the same look and coy smile asked me "what are you doing here"
I didn't know what to say, I did but I was embarrassed to say, so I just said " I wanted to at least know your name"
He looked at me and smile again "right, my name is Jake but they call me jacko", he said, again with same look and the coy smile that rendered me so powerless. Are you sure you just wanted to suck my dick again?" he said.
I wanted to say of course I do, I miss your smell, your taste, and the way you make me feel powerless, dominated.
but I could not say anything, I just said "it is getting dark already"
"where do you live ?" he asked. " Just over the hill, do you want to come over? if you cant I don't want you to get in troubled"
"My mom is out of town my brothers are going to stay with my dad and I am supposed to stay with my aunt because I don't like my step mom so I'll be fine." The ride home was awkward feeling him so close that I could feel his heat, and smell I wanted to touch him but of course I could not, we finally got home.
"I have been at the river all day so I probably smell, can take a shower" he said.
I wanted to say I don't mind if you smell. I showed him to the shower. He started to undress as soon as he walked in the bathroom. By the time he took his pants off I noticed right away the "tent" on his shorts.
"Wow it looks like you're always ready to go" I said.
He put his hand on it playfully and smiled almost shyly. I couldn't resist anymore I felt on my knees and put my face on it.
"I'm sweaty and smelly" he said.
Yes but for some reason his smell a mix of sweat, piss and semen had the power of an aphrodisiac over me. I just rub my face on it pulling his shorts down slowly, savoring the moment. He did not resist. His dick finally pop up making a cute noise when it hit his smooth stomach.
I kept on rubbing my nose on his pubes and his balls. the smell of sweat on his balls was like something I never smell before. I started licking where the balls and leg meet, the smell seemed stronger there, the taste was also great. I took my time on his balls ever so gentle. Slowly run my tongue up the shaft stopping halfway to peel the head. His long skin rolled back easily showing the wet shiny head the pungent smell filled my whole being. I took little licks on his cock head.
I wanted to make it last. But he could not wait, gently grabbed the back of my head and started his erotic dance, making love to my mouth while whispering words that I couldn't comprehend, his hands caressing my face, while the mix of smells kept me like in trance.
I don't know how long this lasted. His moans grew louder. I felt him trembling while moving faster. Soon after he was flooding my throat with his sweet juices. He slowed down while I tried to get every single drop not wanting to wasted anything. Gently he pushed me away jumping in the shower. Leaving me in the same position than the first time and the same state of mind...but this time he was not going to ride away...
To be continued