"BZZZZZT!..........BZZZZZZT!" I awoke to the sound of the alarm going off in Sven's room. I had slept like a log and never woke up once throughout the night. In fact, I felt like I was lying in the same position I was in when I first lay down last night. I'm not surprised I hadn't move during the night; Sven had fucked my boy-pussy and mouth repeatedly until I was totally exhausted.
I slowly rolled over and felt my whole body aching.....but it was a good ache; like after you've exercised really hard. Not wanting to keep Sven waiting for his morning blow-job, I quickly climbed out of bed and made my way to his room. My whole groin area felt stiff and bruised, and my legs were shaky as I stepped into his room. In the dim light drifting into his room, I could see him lying on his back, the thin sheet covering his body to his waist. The sheet was tented up noticeably over his groin, his morning hard-on bobbing with each powerful beat of his heart.
"Come and get your breakfast, Kid," he said softly as he pushed the sheet down off his body. His throbbing erection seemed to draw me in magnetically, my knees hitting the bed as I crawled forward until my face was inches away from the engorged red knob. In the dim morning light, I could see the tip was already oozing pre-cum, a small glistening strand connecting the seeping red-eye with a shimmering wet spot on his abdomen. I reached forward, wrapped my little hand as far around the hot thick shaft as it would go, and pulled his rigid member away from his body. I watched enthralled as the shiny web of pre-cum stretched and grew thinner, until it finally snapped in the middle, some dropping onto his stomach, and some onto the crimson helmet of his pulsing dick. My eyes were locked onto the shimmering wet spot on his stomach and I leaned forward, hungry for a taste of his shimmering fluid.
"Mmmmmm," I purred in satisfaction as I licked up the silky juice. Once I'd cleaned off his stomach, I started at the base of his thick shaft and slowly licked my way up. When I got near the top, my tongue searched out the warm ribbon of juice that had adhered itself to the spongy membranes of his glans. I rolled my tongue slowly over his sensitive hot flesh as I let the masculine flavor of his pre-seminal liquid settle on my taste-buds. Wanting more, I drew the tip further towards my mouth, slipped my lips completely over the engorged flared crown, and started sucking enthusiastically.
"Oh yeah, that's it, suck that dick," Sven said as I started to rhythmically bob my head up and down on his turgid boner. "What a perfect way to start the day. Just keep sucking, Kid; it won't be much longer before you get a nice creamy reward." I was stroking his thick shaft with both hands as I pumped the loose outer sheath towards my mouth. After just a few minutes, I felt his cock get that extra bit of rigidity just before orgasm. I flicked my eyes down and saw his balls drawing up in the protective sack.
"OH YEAHHHHHHHH....." he said in a low drawn-out moan, "OH FUCK.....HERE YOU GO." His cock twitched and then I a felt a big gush as his cum erupted forcefully against the roof of my mouth.
"Mmmmmm," I mewed in satisfaction as the silky warm cream flooded my mouth. Wanting every drop, I drew the viscous seed deep into the back of my mouth and swallowed hungrily. It felt exquisite as his warm fresh cum slithered smoothly down my throat into my welcoming stomach; basting my still raw throat with a warm soothing coating.
"KEEP GOING COCKSUCKER......GET EVERY LAST DROP," Sven said as he continued to unload into my sucking mouth. I swallowed a second, and then a third time as his spewing load filled my mouth. My jacking hands pumped back and forth along his pulsing cock as I pumped out the last few shots right onto my tongue. Finally, sensing I'd gotten as much of his precious seed out of him as I could, I slowed my milking hands and just sucked softly at the oozing tip.
"Did ya like that, Kid?" Sven said as he lay there contentedly with his arms crossed behind his head, a soft smile of satisfaction on his face.
"Yes, a lot," I said as I slipped my lips off the tip and rubbed his warm slick cock-head all around my face. "Do...do you have a second load for me like you did yesterday?" I asked hopefully.
"I'll have another one for you soon enough," he said as he swung his legs off the side of the bed and got up. "We've got a lot to do before you get your next mouthful. You get the showers going while I take a crap." I let him get a head start to have some privacy and then followed him into the washroom area. I turned on both shower heads and by the time they were warmed up, Sven came out of the toilet room and started washing up. I had to use the crapper too and then I joined him under the hot stinging spray. He passed me the big bar of soap and allowed me the delicious pleasure of washing his big masculine body. He had that soft satisfied smile on his face the whole time as I slavishly washed his rugged tanned body with my soapy little hands. I spent a long time on his round firm bum and heavy cock as my attending hands worshipped his powerful gorgeous body. After thoroughly cleaning his long flaccid member, I started to stroke my slippery lathered hands back and forth in anticipation of getting another load.
"Just hold off there, Kid," Sven said as his cock started to thicken under my stroking hands. He turned and pulled his cock out of my stroking grasp, "like I said, you'll get another load soon enough. Finish getting cleaned up, and then pack some stuff to take overnight. Don't forget your enema kit."
"Yes sir," I said with a nod as I turned into the spray from the other nozzle and started soaping myself. I hurried so Sven wouldn't have to wait for me to dry him. I turned my shower off right after he did and he stood in position as I compliantly retrieved his towel and dried him before attending to myself. He walked away once I was done and I shivered as I dried the cooling the drops off my body.
I threw a few of my new clothes into my little suitcase while Sven was in his own room getting his stuff together. I gathered up the enema kit from the bathroom and stored it away amongst my stuff.
"Don't forget this," Sven said as he came to the door of his room and tossed me the big jar of Vaseline. "I think we'll be going through a lot of that in the next couple of days."
"Yes sir!" I said with glee as I looked at the big smile on his face.
"C'mon Kid, let's go," he said as he came out of his room carrying a duffel bag over his shoulder. I grabbed my battered old suitcase, jammed my favorite cap he'd given me onto my head and ran after him. We went to his truck that was parked outside and threw our bags behind the bench seat in the cab. Skipping to keep up with his long strides, I followed him over to the main house. I noticed he wasn't wearing his jeans today; he was wearing a pair of navy blue warm-up type pants with snaps down the sides; like athletes wear.
"Morning all," Sven said as we entered the house. The boys appeared to be just finishing up their breakfast as we arrived while Uncle Ben was sitting back sipping a cup of coffee reading a newspaper. Aunt Claire must have been in the kitchen.
