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"Oh yeah dude, show me your big fat dick."
My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. He let out his biggest groan yet and bit his plump lower lip. I didn't know if I could take any more. And I moaned. Not on purpose -- and I stopped myself as soon as I realized that I was making noise -- but it was too late. He froze and his head snapped in my direction. I'd been caught red handed.
Right then I realized how much trouble I was in. I had trespassed in his trailer for starters, and now here I was caught with my hand down my pants ogling a 16 year-old kid. However you broke it down, I was in some serious trouble. I pulled my hand from the pants, but my rock solid dick still stretched the fabric obscenely. JB looked me up and down. I expected him to yell, to call for help, but none of that happened. Instead he started to grin. Not the sweet, family-friendly grin I was used to seeing on TV but something much more devilish. I couldn't resist and my eyes flicked down once more. Unlike what I was expecting, his dick hadn't gone soft, if anything it had gotten even harder. And a small drop of silvery precum had forced its way from his tight piss slit.
"So, you like what you see?"
Each word slipped through his puffy pink lips, little more than a hoarse whisper. Was this some kind of test? I began to shake my head no, trying my best to save face. But then the silver drop of precum began to slither down his rock hard dick, leaving a shiny trail as it dripped over the purple head, the tight foreskin, and down the underside of his pale shaft. And I couldn't lie.
"Yes. I...I do."
JB smiled a big toothy grin. He had my exactly where he wanted and he knew it. His right hand absentmindedly twisted a perky nipple.
"Why don't you come take a seat dude?"
On the outside I was just staring dumbly, but on the inside my brain and cock were battling it out fiercely. My brain was telling me how very wrong this was, but my cock was too busy telling my how fucking hot he was. Then he did something I'll never forget, he reached out his left pointer finger and scooped off the drop of precum, which had now made its way down to his tight, hairless ball sack. Then he brought his cummy finger up to his wide-open mouth and sucked his whole finger in. He moaned, a breathy pubescent sound that made my cock pound with lust, as he sucked his finger so hard his little check caved in. He closed his eyes, enjoying the taste of his creamy precum. He pulled the glistening finger out of his mouth and looked up at me.
"I really like the taste."
The decision had been made for me.
I crossed the room slowly and sat down on the edge of the bed. With only a mischievous smile he rolled himself off of the bed and knelt down between my legs. He stared straight ahead at my bulging pants and licked his lips. The whole thing had seemed unreal up to now, but when he reached out his warm little hand and grabbed my dick through the thin silky pants, I realized just how real this was. The most famous teenage singer in the country was about to suck my dick. He looked up at me.
"You can't tell anyone."
"No! No...of course not!"
I stammered a bit too loudly, but he seemed to believe me, and began unzipping me. I stared in awe as he reached a soft hand into my pants and began to pull out my rock hard dick. It was so hard, and confined in such tight pants he really had to pull on it. I saw his bicep and pec flex as he pulled, the muscles tightening under the smooth skin. With a final tug he worked my cock free and it sprung out, smacking his silky cheek, and leaving a slimy trail. I began to apologize but then I saw his tongue flick out and lick the sticky precum from his cheek.
Now my cock isn't huge, a thick cut 7.5 inches, but in his little hands it looked massive. He held it with both hands for a moment, staring at it with such greed, like a little kid who's about to eat his favorite flavor ice cream cone.
And then he dove for it. None of the slow, foreplay licking that most guys do. Not JB. He slammed his mouth down over my cock with such force and suction, it was unreal. His hands grabbed my hips and he bobbed up and down on my cock faster than anything I'd ever felt. I could feel my dick slide through his stretched lips, over his wet and sort of rough tongue, then down his tight throat. He would gag as he tried to get even more in each time, but this didn't discourage him in the least. He just wanted more, more, more. I can honestly say it was the most amazing blowjob I had ever received. He was so hungry for my cock that nothing else in the world seemed to exist for him. His lips were stretched as wide as they could, but with each piston, as his head slammed closer and closer to my bush, a mixture of thick saliva and precum would ooze out his moth and down his chin. The definition of a messy blowjob. He gagged even more, but it seemed he was determined to fit my entire dick down his hot, slimy throat. I reached out and grabbed a handful of his famously feathered brown hair, which cause him to moan loudly, sending vibrations up and down my dick. It seemed like a dream.
Then there was a slam. The front door of the trailer opening. JB pulled his mouth off my dick and looked up at me in shock, his eyes wide and frightened like a baby deer. The mixture of precum and saliva ran in a trail from his chin, down his neck, and over his smooth chest. This frightened little cocksucker was one of the sexiest things I'd ever seen,
"Honey, where are you? We're late for interviews!"
A female voice rang down the hallway, and he leaped up and shut the bedroom door.
"Shit! It's my mom!"
He locked the door and yelled to her while searching wildly for a towel.
"I'll be right there mom, just playing some games, out in a sec!"
Not finding a towel he grabbed his pair of previously discarded baby blue boxers and used them to wipe the sticky trail off his face and body, and the precum off his dick. I sat motionless and scared on the bed while JB ran around the room, throwing on clothes. Black jeans went on over his still semi-hard dick and a t-shirt covered his beautiful pale chest. He disappeared into the bathroom for a second and I heard him gargle and spit. He ran out, grabbed a hat and, checking himself in the mirror, he ran to the door and unlocked it. Only then did he glance back at me.
"Thanks."
And with a hair-flip, he was gone.
A few moments later I heard the door to the trailer shut, and I was left alone. I looked down at my dick, still glistening with JB's saliva and hard as a rock. I walked across the room, my legs still weak, and grabbed the baby blue boxers he had left. The cum and drool oozed over my fingers. I'd gotten my souvenir, but not quite what I was expecting. I shrugged and headed to the bathroom, figuring I'd try and bust a nut in the sink. And that's when I saw it, a note hastily scribbled on the mirror.
"call me in an hour, J"
Along with a phone number. My dick jerked, and I realized that tonight wasn't over. Not by a long shot.