Subject: Adult Youth Wrestling Ronny Part 4 ail This story is purely fictional. If you like what you’ve read, please send comments to ail. Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming. To contribute to the continuing operations of the Nifty Erotic Stories Archive website, visit fty/donate.html Adult Youth Wrestling Ronny Part 4 …As he was leaving the living room he said “Go home kid.” I collected my clothes as I heard Ronny’s bedroom door close loudly behind him. I quickly got dressed, left his house and returned home with the salty sweet taste of his load still in my mouth. But that was the last time I’d get to see Ronny for several weeks. Occasionally I’d see his sister and we’d hang out, never knowing that her big bro fed me his load. Once or twice I saw his mom and avoided her. But not Ronny. Ghosted before that was a thing. What a shame. Then one day my parents weren’t home. I was playing Nintendo’s Legend of Zelda (the gold case) when there was a knock at the back door. Odd that anyone was out back I thought to myself as I paused the game and headed to the kitchen. There framed by the full length glass door was Ronny standing holding a plastic bag. I stopped in my tracks taking him in. As usual, messy hair. He was wearing a black Montle Crew t-shirt and jean shorts that looked painted on. As I stood motionless he motioned like ‘WTF dude?’ so I snapped back into reality and started walking toward the door again. “Hey. My mom had too many veggies in her garden so she told me to bring some over for your mom.” he said as he held a plastic bag full of squash, zucchini and tomatoes toward me. I opened the door wider and said “Nice. Come on in nobody’s home.” He stepped inside and set the bag down on the kitchen counter. “I haven’t seen you around.” “Yeah I took a road trip with a couple buddies.” he responded. “Didn’t take them long to get sick of you then.” I toyed. Mostly frustrated I hadn’t seen my crush in a while. “Listen kid I’m not in the mood for your mouth.” his annoyed tone was back. I liked his annoyed tone. “Last time I saw you, you didn’t seem to mind my mouth.” I said as I stepped closer toward him. Ronny took a breath and said “Chill kid.” “Ice cold.” I replied. It was then that I heard a couple car doors closing outside and the sound of the back fence gate opening (it was a metal gate and it had this scraping sound). My parents soon were at the back door. They came in and Ronny explained ankara türbanlı escort why he was there pointing to the bag of veggies on the counter. The usually thank you’s and pleasantries were exchanged and then Ronny was out the door headed back next door. I returned to my video game knowing that he was back and that was enough to keep me going. Ronny made a few appearances over the next few days but never had the chance to get him alone. He certainly didn’t seem to pay much attention to me those times either. That was until one day I was in the back yard kicking my soccer ball against the back of the garage when Ronny left hsi house and headed to their above ground pool. I timed kicking the ball a little too hard so it rolled past me further down the yard by the pool with when Ronny reached the pool and took his shirt off and climbed up into the pool. Taking my time getting to the ball allowed me to watch the sliver of skin appear above his dark blue swim trunks as he pulled his dirty white t-shirt up over his head, exposing more skin as the shirt passed up over his back and then over his head. I watched his skinny man sized shoulder muscles bulging as he grasped the sides of the ladder pulling his skater-boy framed body up and over the side of the pool. As I just reached my ball, he lowered his body into the water disappearing from sight. looks like I’m going to keep kicking my ball against the garage till Ronny gets outta the water. With each kick I was imagining his soaking wet swim trunks against his body praying to see the outline of his cock that was recently down my throat. Kick. Kick. Kick. There wasn’t any sense if it was 5 minutes or 5 hours of swimming in the pool but Ronny emerged from the water. Pulling himself up and this time I watched him from the front as the water dripped down his scrawny lean body. The hair around his tiny nipples was more pronounced as was the treasure trail of hair that expended outward on his tummy until disappearing under his trunks making quite a nice triangle shape. Ronny stepped down off the ladder and started drying off his body. I stopped kicking the ball. “What are you staring at runt?” he called out. “Was curious. They say things shrink when you are in the water. With how tiny you were to start out it’s probably shrunken inside you.” I snipped back. Ronny walked over to the other side of the fence, still drying his long dirty tuzla escort blonde hair with the towel in one hand. Stopping directly across from me. He reached down and grabbed his cock through his shorts. It was bulging out, clearly rock hard, with the material of his trunks hugging his long thin cock. “This look tiny to you runt?” He paused. I didn’t answer. “Mom’s out with Nichole. I’m going inside kid.” (Nichole was his sister’s name.) He started walking away towards his house, paused aboyt 20 feet away, turned his head to look back at me. “Well?” He turned away and began walking. I jumped over the chain link fence and followed him like a puppy dog to the back door of his house. Ronny opened the door and held it open after walking through and I followed him in. He walked straight back into his bedroom without saying a word. This was my first time inside his room. I could smell him everywhere. It was intoxicating to the point I can’t describe it as I have no memory. What I can recall is Ronny was standing next to his bed, mostly dry now. He tossed the towel onto the floor and stood there. “Well?” he said again. I walked in front of him and he didn’t bother looking at me, he just stared off at the wall or something. I was inches from his warm body that smelled just a bit like chlorine and simultaneously still like Ronny. Placing my hand on his side I leaned in taking his nipple into my mouth, licking it with my tongue like an ice cream cone. I felt Ronny’s hand on the top of my head as he pushed me down. I dropped to my knees and was at eye level with his bulging dark blue shorts. Thinking to myself, oh I see. I reached out both hands sliding my fingers insde the waistband of his swim trunks lowering them to the ground. Ronny’s thin hard cock hit my face as it was freed from constraint. I stared at his pinkish pale cock pointed right at my face trying to ensure I could remember what it looked like. Ronny’s hand moved from top of my head to back behind my head, pulling me toward him. Ronny was showing me what he wanted without saying a word. He was using me as much as I wanted to be used. My mouth opened and I devowered his cock head. Sucking on him as my tongue swiped back and fourth along the underside of his cock head like a windshield wiper. His hand stayed firm to the back of my head, releasing his grip just lightly and only long enough for him to sit at the edge avrupa yakası ucuz escort of his bed. Guiding my head along with his movements to ensure I remained attached to my new toy. I released his cock from my mouth and headed for his low hanging balls taking them into my mouth one at a time. Ronny’s legs parted further giving me more access to licking and sucking each ball. This was absolutely better than the ball I was playing with before Ronny led me inside. I opened my mouth wide and took the shaft of his cock into my mouth starting at the base and moving up toward his cockhead. His cock swelled to an even firmer state with this attention to the length of his meat. My attention returned to his cock head and I could taste the salty precum collecting on his swollen head. My hands found their way to the waistband of my mesh shorts and I slid them down exposing my still little boy cock. It was thick but probably only 4 inches long with a patch of hair just above my shaft. I’d been jerking off hourly since my last session wrestling Ronny but I was still ready to go. I was stroking myself with my left hand as my mouth worked on Ronny’s cock as if it were food and I hadn’t eaten for days. My free hand held his shaft at the base to ensure it was always pointed toward my open kid mouth. I slowly started stroking his shaft following my mouth going up and down on him. His already flat belly seemed to get smaller as it lowered. His breathing and light moaning encouraged me to keep working on him. It wasn’t long before Ronny started shaking again and I knew that meant he was going to feed me what I really wanted. Just then the first splatter of load shot into my mouth. My lips tightened around his cock to ensue not a drop was wasted as pulse after pulse poured into me. With a tight lip grip on his cock and his load filling my belly i frantically pumped at my own kid cock and a few squirts of my boy juice jutted out landing on my leg and a bit on Ronny’s carpet. I release my grip on everything and sat back on my butt catching my breath. Ronny fell back fully onto his bed and panted like a dog on a hot day. After a couple minutes he sat up and saw my boy spoodge on my leg and the couple drops on his floor. He stood up and his floppy soft cock hung straight down pointing to the floor. He said softly “Clean that up and go home kid.” Ronny walked out of his room and into the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on so grabbed some tissues to wipe up the floor and clean the cum from my leg and got dressed. before leaving I saw Ronny’s hamper and reached in grabbing a pair of used red brief underwear and stuffed them in my pocket. These are so much better than the clean laundry line ones I already had hidden away. (Hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for your messages)