No longer able to control the feelings that came shuddering out of his young body, the boy clamped his fist into his mouth and bit on the soft skin of his palm.No longer able to control the feelings that came shuddering out of his young body, the boy clamped his fist into his mouth and bit on the soft skin of his palm. It was unbearable, incredibly painful, yet more wonderful than anything the boy had ever known. It was much better than Cal's clumsy thrusting. The next orgasm came with such force that the boy was unprepared. He squealed as if burst free. His whole body was focused on the feelings that came from deep in his belly. He squeezed his eyes closed, unable to stand the pleasure any more. His bladder weakened and a dribble of clear urine leaked out. Then the dam broke and he began to urinate, no longer able to stop. The man had been waiting, or at least that was how it seemed to Rafael, as he scooped up the towel and held it tightly against the boy's groin. Rafael could feel the cloth getting wetter, then it stopped. Mr. Baker's fingers had pulled free and were gently stroking the boy's ball-sac, fondling the little firm eggs inside. Rafael's legs were covered with a sheen of perspiration. |