Hot Temperatures

“I don’t feel well,” said a voice, and I turned to see Billy coming into the room. He was a small, young looking 18 year old boy from next door, who I was keeping company while his parents were out because he felt sick. He looked down, his cute brown eyes sad as he came toward me on the couch. He’d just changed for bed and I was pleasantly surprised by his attire. Kids his age usually stop wearing pajamas, but he hadn’t made the transition yet, the ones he wore being skin tight and too small. Pale blue cotton hugged his slender chest and left a bit of soft belly exposed, the buttons straining to stay closed. The matching pants fit no better, being three inches too short on his boyish legs. best of all was the surprisingly large bulge of his limp penis hanging down to one side. He was circumcised and must have been four inches limp. I got a boner just looking at him.

“What’s the matter?” I asked, as he plopped down beside me. I put one hand on his chest and eased him back against the couch. The pants were so tight that the slit for him to pull his penis through to pee pulled open, offering a tantalizing view of soft brown pubic hair and the base of his penis. I put my hand on his forehead.
“Do you feel a little warm?” I asked, and he nodded mutely. “Well, maybe I should take your temperature.”
“Okay,” he said, agreeable as usual. He was such an obedient boy that I suspected he’d do whatever I told him. I’d just had an idea.
“Where’s the thermometer?” I asked.
“I’ll get it,” he said, rising. As he walked away, I stared at his little ass. The pants squeezed it so tight I could clearly see the crack down the middle. I told him to bring some Vaseline while he was at it, and he dutifully came back with both. I openly stared at his bulge all the way.
“Okay, I want you to lay down across my lap, face down,” I said, taking the thermometer. He looked surprised by didn’t even ask why as he complied. Moments later, that soft blue butt poked into the air right in front of me, his head off to the left, his little legs off to the right.
“Are you gonna take my temperature from my butt?” He asked.

“Yep,” I said, putting both hands on his cheeks and gently squeezing them. They were soft and firm. I pretended to be comforting him, rubbing my hands along him gently.
“My Mom used to do it that way,” he said, making himself comfortable. I stroked his legs and up to his soft rump, then slid my hands under his shirt, sliding it up his back a bit.
“She did?”
“Uh-huh. I like it better than in my mouth, but she says I’m too old to do it this way.”
I smiled evilly. “Well then we won’t tell her, okay?”
“Okay,” he agreed cheerfully. My cock throbbed.

I reached under his stomach and unbuttoned his shirt a bit, loosening it. “I want to make you feel better while you’re under my care tonight,” I said, pushing his shirt up farther and caressing his back.
“Okay,” he agreed. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore. I slid my hands under the waist of his tight blue pajamas, slowly pushing them over his pink ass, being sure to spread my fingers wide and press down with my palms. I got a great feel of his nubile skin as I bared his ass to my eyes. I paused, giving him a companionable squeeze. Once his ass was bare, I reached under him and slid my hand under his waist band again. At once my fingers encountered soft pubic hair, then his penis as it fell into and filled my palm, my fingers curling around his balls. I gave him a subtle squeeze and fondled his boyhood gently, acting like I wasn’t doing anything at all while my other hand pushed the pants down to his knees. I rubbed his butt again.
“Are you okay?” I asked gently.

His head was turned toward me, brown eyes bright now and seeking mine. “Uh-huh. I feel better already.”
“Good.” I regretfully let go of his privates, my fingers caressing him one last time as I moved on to the next phase. Dipping my finger into the Vaseline, I remarked, “This might be a little uncomfortable at first, okay?”
“It won’t be,” he said. “I remember.”

Getting actual encouragement to stick my finger in his ass was almost too much. I pulled his cheeks apart to see his hairless asshole waiting eagerly. With an evil leer I pushed my finger against his anus and held it there. To my surprise, he lifted his butt up, pressing against my finger so that it slid inside.

“Good boy,” I said huskily, sliding my finger inside more. I began caressing him with my other hand, along his ass and back, while my finger worked his butt, passed the first knuckle, then the second, and finally all the way in. After a few moments, I felt something pressing against my left leg and looked over at him. He was smiling at me, eyes half closed. The object pressing against my thigh pushed harder and with a start I realized what it was. I felt faint.

My hand slid under his belly again to find the source, and at once my fingers encountered a warm penis, only half hard but already quite large. His smiled broadened, and so did mine as I enveloped his penis with my hand, pulling on it gently and feeling it surge in my hand. I felt it growing bigger by the moment. A soft moan escaped him.
“How do you feel now?” I asked, grinning.
“Happy,” he said.
“Good. Why don’t you turn over for me and we’ll do it that way, on your back?”
“Okay.”

I slid my finger out and watched as he turned toward me. My eyes went to his penis at once and he rolled onto his back on my lap. I almost came in my pants. I could see his penis growing longer and fuller before my eyes, a fully loaded set of balls below them and covered in soft hair. His penis grew to its full length of nearly eight inches, almost reaching his belly button, his bare tummy exposed beneath it. My hand reached out to unbutton his shirt all way, revealing large nipples. They were hard, too, which I learned as my palm caressed him and the hard nipples pressed into my palm. He arched his back, too, clearly enjoying being explored. I want to see more, so my other hand yanked down his pants all the way, the sight of them gathered at his ankles turning me on. He was nearly naked now and spread his legs for me. I slipped my right hand under his butt, which he lifted for me so I could reinsert my finger into his butt. Once it was in, he pressed his hips down again to slid himself onto my finger.

“I’m so horny,” he said in a small little voice, his right arm reaching out to feel my chest.
“I can see that,” I said hoarsely. I lifted his penis up, feeling it throb in my hand. He moaned, and I finally couldn’t wait anymore. I bent forward and gently kissed the head of his penis. At once a small bit of semen emerged to be licked up at once. My tongue circled his head while I gently squeezed the base of his penis. I could see it throbbing already. He was near to coming, but I wanted more.

I slid my lips over his head and took him into my mouth, my tongue circling his head before I began gently sucking the tip, my finger probing his butt. After a minute I took another inch of his cock into me, then waited another minute before taking another inch. He realized what I was doing and moaned in agony. Another five minutes passed before I had the whole thing in my mouth and throat, my nose buried in his young pubic hair. And at that moment he had his first orgasm as I held still, not letting him come, feeling his penis throb between my lips. When it subsided I began sucking again, this time harder, taking full control of his penis. His breathing quickened, his soft belly rising and falling quickly with a series of moans. Then his breath suddenly caught before at last a deep and long moan escaped him, his body tensed, and with a squeal almost of pain his cock erupted liquid fire into my throat. I gulped down his come as load after load gushed into me, his ass clenching my finger spastically.

After he was spent, I continued sucking him, now gently, as his moans grew quieter, his butt let go of my finger, and his body relax. He penis, however, remained rock solid in my mouth, and I regretfully let go of it, pulling my finger from his butt. A look of adoration was in his eyes, locked onto mine.

“Rollover again,” I commanded.
“Okay,” he whispered, complying. This time I pushed him off of me, yanking off his blue pants and shirt. He was naked and on his knees on the couch, his cock proudly in the air. Then I ripped off my own clothes as fast as I could, crawled behind him on the couch, and thrust his legs apart. Semen dripped from my cock as it neared his bare butt, which he thrust out toward me. I gripped his slender hips with both hands and without preamble thrust my cock right inside him. I wasn’t sure who moaned louder, but after two short thrusts to warm him up, I thrust all the way in to the hilt, burying my own manhood into this beautiful, obedient boy. I tingled with arousal from head to toe, which only worsened when he started sliding off and back onto me himself. He obviously wanted me as much as I wanted him, and I could barely believe it.

We began thrust together, my cries of pleasure ripping from my throat. Normally I can hold my load for a long time but now I erupted into his naked ass in under a minute, bellows of pleasure like I’d never made coming from me. I hardly knew myself. When I was done coming I was still so utterly aroused that I fucked him long and hard again, now taking my time, my come pouring out of his little butt. I reached around and grabbed his cock in my hand as he moaned and leaned up against me, and we continued fucking that way until he finally came again, this time his butt clenching my cock as he did so. It was too much and I finally came into his ass a second time.

We collapsed onto the couch after that, our cocks still standing proud as he melted into my arms, his lips seeking mine. I was pretty sure his temperature had indeed risen this night and was now eager to put him to bed early, not the least because I was planning to join him.