auditionning steven - part two
Being angry was the farthest thing from my mind. My heart melted even more for this kid. I came from a tiny town, too, and the only place I ever had sex before college was a local rest stop I’d luckily stumbled onto one drunken night in high school. And then it hit me full-steam. This kid was a virgin. He’d never had sex. I had a golden opportunity hanging in front of my face and I couldn’t wait to take it whole-hog.
"Do you want to stop?" he asked me, obviously hoping I wouldn’t say yes.
"Hell, no!" I said, lunging again for his cock. It had softened just a bit and was slightly cool in my mouth. But I was a man with a mission and he was barely past puberty! In no time he was rock-hard and pulsing hot. I sucked on that cock fast and furious, like a madman, as I placed both my palms flat on his stomach and torso. I looked up and saw how huge my hands looked on his pale body. He looked down at me with those gorgeous blue eyes and pleaded with his tiny wet mouth.
"Suck my dick, Raf. Oh God, suck my dick!" Steven’s stomach tensed suddenly and his thighs started shaking. His head arched back and the size of his cock puffed up so big it nearly choked me. The shaking of Steven’s thighs reached a fever pitch and then suddenly stopped. There was a beat of silence.
"I’m about to do it," he said quietly in his southern drawl. "Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!" he yelled as a dam burst in my mouth. Stream after stream of white-hot jism shot into the back of my throat. I put my arms around his waist and pulled his pelvis towards me, hugging him against my body and swallowing his cock. I could feel the thick, sticky goo continue to shoot down my throat as his body muffled my own moans of pleasure. He shook so hard I could hear the elevator cables clanging about outside.
"AH! AH! AH! AH!" he gasped breathlessly. His exclamations rose in pitch and weakened to a whimper as I pulled his cock out of the back of my throat and into my mouth. The little fucker’s dick was still shooting man juice, for Christ’s sake, and I loved it! He filled my mouth with a final shot of sperm as he eased himself a bit and settled into a calmer rhythm with his breathing.
"Oh," he said quietly as his cock fell out of my mouth with a plop. I slowly raised myself up. I could feel a tendril of jism dripping down my chin. Steven leaned up towards me and licked his cum off my mouth. I kissed him passionately, opening my mouth and sharing the load of spit and semen. He moaned, eating his own seed out of my mouth. He licked my tongue clean, swallowing every last drop.
"Tastes good," he said, smacking his lips and smiling.
"Yes it does!" I agreed, kissing him again and tasting his own juice in his mouth.
"I want to taste yours," he said.
"There’s plenty of time for that, my boy," I purred into his ear. "Come home with me," I said, hitting the STOP button again. The elevator lurched and restarted its decent with a whine. I knelt and grabbed the top of his trousers. He bent over to help.
"No, baby," I whispered. "Let me take care of you."
I zipped him up, snapped him and playfully grabbed his half-hard cock through his pants. He kissed me, softly and with a closed mouth this time. I reached around and pulled him off the ground once again as he wrapped his legs around me.
"I’d like that, Raf" he whispered.
Suddenly, the doors to the elevator opened with another "DING" and I heard a gasp. I spun us around and saw a Hispanic woman with a cleaning cart.
"Ah Dios mío!" she said, crossing herself.
"Hola!" I said gaily, dropping Steven to his feet. He started to giggle as I grabbed my bag with one hand and pulled him out of the elevator with the other. We left the building laughing and headed to my apartment. But that’s a whole other story.
