Born to Suck Ch. 05

"Feel better, Kid?" His question snapped me back to reality and I lowered my book to see him standing near the foot of my bed. Oh man, he looked like a god standing there. Those blue piercing eyes had such a warm comforting feeling that I couldn't help but feel drawn to this man. His broad shoulders and V-shaped body drew my eyes downward from those rugged shoulders, over his firm muscular chest, to his taut flat stomach. I had heard the boys at Monroe talking about trying to get a "six-pack". As I looked at Sven, I now knew exactly what they'd been talking about. I could see the rippling muscles of his stomach clearly through his smooth tanned skin. He just had on his jeans, and as they fit just a little bit loose at the waistband, I wondered how those stomach muscles would feel if I was to just slide my hand right down over them into his pants. As it dawned on me what I was thinking about, I felt myself turning red with embarrassment. I also realized I'd been so busy staring at him that I'd even forgotten what he'd asked me.

"Uh...what's that?" I said red-faced.

"I asked if you felt better after your shower," he said as he reached up with both hands over his head and stretched. My eyes went wide as saucers as I looked at the beautiful muscle tone of his body as he extended his arms upward and rolled his head around his shoulders to work out some kinks. I flicked my eyes down and saw more of those rippling stomach muscles that were being drawn up above the waistband of his jeans.

"So nice," I said almost hypnotized by his rugged muscular body on display before me.

"What's that?" he said questioningly as he dropped his hands back to rest on his hips. I realized I'd spoken unconsciously and I quickly had to scramble to get out of this one.

"Yeah, I meant it felt so nice to take a shower." I felt my face flush with embarrassment as I tried to recover from my mistake. I saw him watching me intently.

"See, Kid. I told you it gets hot in here. You look pretty warm already." I felt myself blushing even more after he said that. "Yeah, like I said, you might want to re-think those pajamas you've got on. Anyways, I'm gonna grab a shower too. It's been a long day." I watched the flowing muscles of his strong back as he walked into the shower room. Oh jeez, what a body he had. He disappeared around the corner and I heard the water running. As much as I would have liked to peek around the corner and look at him, I was dreadfully afraid of being caught. I didn't want him to think I was a creep. I tried to concentrate on my book and when he shut off the shower, I kept flicking my eyes towards the door of the shower room, waiting for him to come out.

"Aaahhh, that's better," he said as he ambled around the corner and walked towards me. He had a towel wrapped around his hips and knotted at the side. I could see one muscular thigh through the split in the towel as he moved towards me. He pushed his slick wet hair back from his face and it looked incredibly sexy. I found my eyes glued to his perfect face and body as he approached. He stopped once again at the foot of my bed and ran his fingers through his damp hair sensually.

"Well, don't stay up too late, Kid. Six o'clock comes pretty early around here."

"Six o'clock!" I burst out. I don't think I'd ever been up that early in my life.

"Yeah, Kid. This is a ranch, not some fancy resort," he said with a playful smile on his face. "You've got a lot to learn, starting tomorrow. Now get a good night's sleep." He pointed his finger at me, winked, and then turned to go into his room across from my bunk.

"Sven," I spoke up as he reached the door to his room. He stopped with one hand on the door frame and looked back. "Thank you. Thanks for being so nice to me."

"You're welcome, Kid. Now get some sleep," he said with pretended seriousness in his voice; like a teacher chastising a student.

"Yes sir," I replied and set my book down on the table beside me. I watched as he turned and just as he entered his room, he loosened the towel and drew it off his body as he pushed the door closed behind him. I caught just a glimpse of the beautiful round firm mounds of his backside before he disappeared from view. I had to catch my breath as I pictured what I'd just seen.

I turned off the light on my bedside table and the room was plunged into darkness. As my eyes became accustomed to the dark, I could make out objects in the room clearly from the moonlight drifting in from the windows. Also, when he'd closed the door to his room, he's left it open just a crack so a thin sliver of yellow light streamed from the open slit. For about twenty minutes, I tried to settle down to sleep but visions of Sven just kept running through my head. Once I saw him take off that towel, I kept wondering if he was in his room naked or if he'd put something on. Finally my curiosity got the better of me and I stealthily slid out of my bed in my pajamas and crawled silently on my hands and knees across the five or six feet separating his door from the bottom of my bunk. I decided that if he caught me, I'd tell him I'd dropped my bookmark and was looking for it. I'd taken it from my book and was gripping it in my hand, just in case.

I eased up as quiet as I could to the opening of his door and peered inside. I saw him sitting in a hard wooden chair at his desk intently reading something on his computer. He was naked as I hoped and I was looking at him almost straight on to his left side. As my eyes drifted down to his midsection, from my angle, all I could see was the outside of his strong muscular thigh and smooth hip. I moved slightly to try and get a better angle.

"CCCRRREEEAAAAKKK......"

"Oh shit!" I thought to myself as one of the floorboards under me creaked. It was probably barely noticeable but to me, it sounded like a gun going off. My eyes flicked automatically up to Sven's face as he turned to look towards the source of the sound. I knew that if I moved quickly, he would surely notice the movement through the slit of the door. The only other option was to stay as still as possible and hopefully he wouldn't notice me. So I froze and watched. He took a quick glance towards the door and not detecting anything out of the ordinary, he turned back to the computer screen. I saw a little smile cross his face; he must have been enjoying what he was reading.

After my heart stopped racing, I settled down on my haunches, making sure to avoid the dangerous floorboard that had been the noisy culprit just moments ago. As I watched him through the door, he reached toward the keyboard shelf in front of him and used the computer mouse. I saw him click through a few different things before stopping. From my angle, I could only see the side of the monitor and not any of the screen whatsoever, so I had no idea what he was looking at.

"SCRAPE..." His chair made a sharp noise on the floor as he turned it slightly to the left, towards the door where I was watching. He leaned forward slightly as he did and pulled open the top drawer at the side of the desk. I watched as he reached in and pulled out one of those brown towels like I'd seen on the shelves and tossed it on top of the desk beside the computer screen. He then reached in the drawer and I saw him pull out a plastic jar and set in on the top of the desk to his left.

"Holy crap!" I thought to myself as I recognized the same type of jar of Vaseline that Mr. Jarvis had in his drawer! I could even see the writing on the label: Vaseline—Baby Fresh Scent. I wondered hopefully if he was going to pump out a load of medicine, just like Mr. Jarvis had. My eyes were now big as saucers as I watched Sven reach into the jar and scoop up a generous amount of the greasy lubricant with his left hand. Funny, but I'd never noticed earlier that he was left-handed. As he pulled his hand back, he leaned back in his chair. I expected him to shift his chair back around to face directly towards the monitor but he left it where it was, turned slightly towards me. I figured that if he was going to jerk off, having the chair turned slightly would give him a little more freedom of movement with his left hand. He wouldn't have to worry about banging it into the keyboard shelf. As he sat back in his chair he opened his legs until I was looking right up between his spread thighs.

"Hhaaahh..." The sound from an involuntary sharp intake of breath issued from my mouth as the amazing sight of his exposed cock came into view. I was afraid my little gasp of astonishment would alert him to my presence but he just kept intently looking at the computer screen. I saw that little smile cross his face one more time. Once I saw that he hadn't noticed me, my eyes immediately dropped back down.

"WOW!" I thought to myself. The first thing I noticed was that his crotch was totally clean-shaven. I'd never seen anything like that before and to me, it was totally unexpected for someone his age. In one way, it made him look like a little kid. In another way, it was so wildly erotic as it drew your eyes to his exposed virile manhood. I let my eyes drift down to the long dormant monster lying between his legs. I had thought that Mr. Jarvis had a big cock but I could tell that even though it was flaccid, Sven's was going to be bigger. It hung majestically between his spread thighs like a sleeping serpent. It sat on the seat in front of him and then dangled over the edge with the large plum-sized mushroom head pointing downwards. I could see the outline of huge egg-shaped balls lying beneath the silky smooth skin of his wrinkled scrotum resting on the seat on each side of that gorgeous member. I watched mesmerized as he continued to look at the computer screen but reached down with his left hand and lifted up his long heavy cock.

"Oh man, it's beautiful," I said to myself as he wrapped his big hand around it and hefted it towards me. I gulped as he brought up the big flared crown and it seemed like he was pointing it directly at me. I quickly flicked my eyes up to his face but he continued to peer intently at the computer screen with that sly little smile on his face. My eyes quickly dropped back down as his hand started to slide back and forth. As he slowly moved his greasy hand along the full length of that beautiful piece of flesh, I watched as it started to thicken and stiffen under his gripping hand. He was taking low slow strokes all the way from the thick base to the very tip. As his hand was moving in a smooth corkscrewing motion, it left a glistening covering of the warm lubricant behind. Soon, his entire thickening cock was shining with a thin slick coating of the viscous gel. I breathed deeply and even from where I was kneeling, I could smell the familiar fragrance of the baby-fresh scent.

"Mmmmmm," I unconsciously let out a little purr as the smell I'd already come to love so much invaded my senses. I checked again but fortunately he still hadn't detected my little sound. I quickly dropped my eyes again and sat mesmerized as his big hand and long fingers continued to slide up and down his cock in a warm gripping corridor. As I watched for a further minute or so, it continued to thicken and extend further and further out from within his stroking hand.

"Oh Jesus!" I thought to myself as it seemed to finally reach full erection. The dark crimson crown had become totally engorged with blood and looked red and angry as it throbbed beneath the shiny coating of lubricant. I could see the gaping red eye at the tip filling with shiny fluid and knew this was the beginning stages of the medicine like Mr. Jarvis had fed me. As his cock thickened, it forced his gripping hand to open further. At full erection, his own big hand couldn't even close around it. I thought enviously about how my own small hands would look on that beautiful glistening cock. The next time he milked his pumping hand all the way to the tip, I was surprised to see him slide it right off the end.

"Hhaahh," I gasped again as his rock-hard cock sprang up forcefully towards his stomach. He kept his jacking hand away from his erection and I watched with my mouth gaping open as it throbbed and pulsed with each powerful beat of his heart. It was bobbing rhythmically on its own and I watched enthralled as the gaping eye filled with silky fluid. He seemed to flex the muscles in his stomach and that beautiful big cock oozed a milky drop of pre-cum from the pee-slit. I watched mesmerized as it slowly distended and dangled from the tip in a growing globule. It took all my willpower to prevent me from barging through that door and catching that dangling drop of milky pre-cum with my tongue. With his hand away from his bobbing rigid erection, I took the opportunity to take a good hard look at the full length of his magnificent cock. I had thought Mr. Jarvis' cock was big at about 9" long; this beautiful monster had to be at least an inch and half to two inches longer. And it looked almost as big around as my arm. The engorged mushroom head was enormous; not just big around, but incredibly long from the very tip to where the thick purple rope-like corona separated it from the gnarled shaft below. I looked at the myriad of thick veins lining that powerful shaft and wondered what that would feel like under my tongue. I found myself salivating at the thought.

"It looks so powerful!" I thought as he flexed his stomach muscles one more time and his throbbing erection bobbed menacingly. I watched as glistening pre-cum continued to ooze from the tip of his cock and drizzle downwards. I gaped in awe as a large dangling strand distended further and further before the thinning web snapped and the globule dropped onto the floor just in front of his chair. I gulped as I looked down at that delicious looking morsel of his warm fluid sitting in a little puddle on the floor. My eyes were drawn back up to his cock as he reached forward and wrapped his big hand back around his surging erection. He started to stroke it more vigorously and I could hear the thrilling slippery sound of his lubricated hand pumping back and forth along the full length of his beautiful cock.

"Oh yeah," I heard him mutter softly under his breath as his hand milked steadily back and forth in a tantalizing corkscrewing motion. I could see the huge flared crown getting darker and darker as it became absolutely engorged with blood. My God, what a beautiful sight that was. He was breathing more rapidly now and I could feel my own heart racing as he got closer and closer to orgasm. My eyes zeroed in on the gaping red eye at the very tip of his cock. I could see it starting to fill with a milkier colored fluid and then I saw a large whitish gob pulse to the surface and sit poised at the very tip for just a second.

"Oh fuck, Kid, here you go," he mumbled quietly. "Kid!" I was shocked and elated at the same time to think that he might have been thinking about me when he jerked off. But not as shocked as I was to see the milky white globule shoot forth as part of a long thick rope of his manly cum.

"Hhaaah," I gave a surprised sharp intake of breath again as I watched in awe as that creamy rope of cum rose high in the air. Holy shit! It must have shot a good 5' in the air before cresting and then falling down in a big pearly gob onto his muscular chest. The first shot was quickly followed by a second, then a third and then a fourth. I was totally enraptured as I watched rope after thick milky rope of his potent semen shoot forth. As each creamy wad shot high in the air and fell onto his body, his chest and stomach was quickly becoming a mess of his pearly seed. I watched as at least another four or five slightly smaller shots ejaculated from his throbbing cockhead to fall on his stomach or down over his jacking hand.

"Oh yeah," he mumbled softly under his breath as he continued to pump away at his spewing cock, "get it all, Kid." I felt myself shudder with excitement as I listened to him use the pet name he'd been calling me earlier. I was tempted to burst into the room and start slurping up that delicious looking cum from his body and it took all my willpower to stop me. My heart was simply racing and I could hear myself breathing rapidly as I watched his sliding hand start to slow down. A few more pulses of cum oozed from the gaping eye and ran sluggishly down the underside of his cock and over his hand. He finally slowed his stroking hand and stopped with it wrapped around the thick base. The rest of that beautiful long monster extended far out from his circling hand and I watched it throb invitingly with each beat of his heart. I looked further up and saw the glistening silvery gobs and crisscrossing ribbons of his cum as it coated his chest and stomach. It looked so appetizing as the pearly-white fluid stood out boldly against his smooth tanned skin. Oh man, I had thought Mr. Jarvis had a lot of cum when he shot; it couldn't even compare to the amount Sven had just shot. There were big gobs of it everywhere on his body and his hand was almost totally covered in with it. I'd never seen so much of my favorite medicine in one place at one time. I found myself licking my lips as I enviously watched him take his hand and trace his fingertips through the thick gobs of cum on his chest.

"Oh wow," I said to myself as I watched his hand scoop up a big wad of thick cream and let it dangle teasingly from his fingertips. Her brought the dangling gob forwards and I almost groaned out loud as he lovingly spread it all around the sensitive spongy membranes of his cock-head. He had totally released his hand from around his cock now and as he sat there letting his breathing return to normal, I watched intently as that beautiful cock ever so slowly deflated until it was once again lying on the seat beneath him with the cum-covered cock-head hanging down over the edge. He reached forward and picked up the towel he'd pulled out of the drawer and I watched in disappointed envy as he wiped up the warm cum from his chest, stomach and hand. When he was done, I was surprised to see that he tossed the towel onto the floor just inside the door behind which I was hiding. I thought he would have put it back in the drawer like Mr. Jarvis did but I guess he put it there to remind him to throw it in the laundry basket. I looked in through the open slit of the door and could see multiple gobs of his white viscous semen clinging to the surface of the brown towel. All of a sudden, I was glad my aunt and uncle had gotten those brown towels and not white ones!

"Bedtime," I heard him say softly and then he shut down his computer, got up from his chair and then I lost sight of him but I heard the soft squeak of his bedsprings as he got into bed. I held stock still for fear of being detected and then I breathed easier when I heard the click of his light switch and then the room was plunged into darkness. I could hear him move slightly as he settled into his bed and then I figured I'd better get back to my own. I kept thinking about that towel though, and the last thing I'd been looking at before the light went off were those big warm gobs of his milky seed. I touched the door softly with my fingertips and pushed on it ever so gently. It moved easily and with no sound whatsoever. I pushed it open a little further and then stopped. Good, he hadn't heard me. I pushed the door open just a little bit more and then in the darkness, slid my fingertips along the floor until I touched the edge of the towel. I carefully grabbed it and dragged it slowly towards me. I pulled it totally out of the room and then lifted it up in my hands. I brought it up to my face and I could already smell the warm manly scent of his cum along with the familiar sensual smell of the Vaseline. I turned slightly and let a stream of moonlight fall over my shoulder onto the fabric. I could see the dim light reflecting off a few wads of his semen and I lowered my mouth and let my tongue run over the saturated fabric.