Encouraged by Justins ready acceptance of his sexual attentions, Garret had gathered the slender boy in his arms, and carried him to his bedroom, where the two naked figures now lay entwined in the middle of his spacious king-sized bed. Justin was emitting soft little mewing sounds as Garret stroked his lithe young body, enticing the boys rampant little penis into yet another full erection. Scooting lower, Garret tongued the tiny nipples, moving between the stiff little nubbins as his hand continued to excite the rigid boy nail,

Following some quiet time spent basking in the afterglow of their shared and intense orgasms, Garret led Justin into his large multiple head shower stall. They spent a long time under the warm and refreshing sprays, each using the excuse of soaping the other to further explore their bodies, and Garret chuckled at the rapid recovery rate of the stunning young erection he now held in his hand. Justin blushed prettily at Garrets mild chiding of his youthful exuberance, and the sweetness of his glowing expression melted Garrets heart,

Date: Fri, 1 Feb 2008 06:54:39 -0800 PST From: Rob Hoek storyguy22yahoo.com Subject: A Boy So Young Final Garret reluctantly let Justin head into the shower alone. As much as he wanted to enjoy soaping the boy?s delectable young body again, he sensed that Justin needed a little ?me time? to digest all that had happened in his young life this afternoon. He lay on his bed now, listening to the cascading shower splash against the tiles, and he pictured Justin there, naked, his

Garret felt a shiver run down his spine, as he looked into the pleading eyes of the innocent young face of the naked boy on his lap, as his reeling mind registered the boys words. He could scarcely believe that Justin had said what he just had, even when he heard him follow up the request with an elongated and boyish, "Pleeeeease...?" Forcing himself back into the moment, he blinked several times, then smiled, as he ruffled Justins soft hair with his fingers, and replied, "Well Champ, if thats what

Snuggled cozily on the wide sofa, Garret continued to fondle the naked boy that lounged happily against his side. Unable to get his fill of the stunning boy, Garret longed to just scoop him up in his arms, and carry him off to the lavish bedroom that silently called to him from a short distance down the nearby hallway, and continue his thorough exploration of the boys youthful body. But, reality is often the reigning power in such situations, and Garret was, if anything, a realist, and his sound logic skills told him that

Garret sensed it the very first time he had laid eyes on the boy. It was as if a subtle feeling had washed over him, a feeling of such unflagging certainty that he had known in that instant that that he would have this stunning boy, and to hell with the obvious fact that the boy was far too young and unsophisticated to even be considered in such a way. It had not really surprised him, feeling as he did, but rather it had simply seemed "right" somehow, and just, and more than anything else, it had felt so