Date: Tue, 14 Jun 2016 11:55:50 -0400
From: Seekinuout2 <seekinuout2@aol.com>
Subject: My Second Career Chapter 3

The hero is called on once again to assist with the sexual awakenings of
youth.  Success with Julie is opening all sorts of bedroom doors.  As
always, the usual cautions about these stories apply.  I hope you are
making a donation to Nifty to keep this opportunity to share available.

GaryM


The end of summer marked the start of school.  That meant that I had a bit
more time to myself as I made a promise to myself not to interfere with
Julie's studies.  By Friday night I was more than ready to plunge into her
young pussy as often as she wanted.  Weekends were spent letting Julie
explore her body and try out some of the positions she had seen her parents
use.  It was a happy routine.

It came as a bit of a surprise when over lunch at work one day Mark asked
if I would be willing to talk to Dave and Janice.  He and Donna had
confided in Dave and Janice the great success I had with Julie.  I was a
bit puzzled because Dave and Janice had a 14 year old son, not a daughter,
but I agreed to a conversation.  That afternoon I received a call from Dave
asking if I might be able to meet for dinner.  We agreed to meet that
evening.

After a little small talk the reason for this conversation began to unfold.
Their son, Jamie, was the cause of concern.  I had met Jamie a few times.
He was tall, lanky, and blonde with amazing blue eyes.  In addition to
being a good student he was on the swim team, the tennis team, and played
in the school jazz band.  Dave and Janice were fairly certain that Jamie
was interested in men, but struggling with his sexuality.  As parents they
were only concerned that Jamie knew how to play safe.  Dave had tried to
talk to Jamie but was shut out almost immediately.  Since they knew I am an
equal opportunity fucker and had such success with Julie they hoped I might
get Jamie to open up and perhaps get some questions answered without having
to learn it from some guy in a restroom stall.

We parted company that evening with my promise to come up with a plan I
felt would successfully break down the barriers between son and parents.
To be honest I wasn't sure how I would make this happen but I felt I had to
try.  I lay awake part of the night thinking about what I could offer.
Thankfully a plan began to take form in my mind, allowing me to still get a
few hours sleep.

The next morning I made a call to friends of mine who own a small resort
east of Seattle, then called Dave to lay out the plan.  There were a couple
of teacher in-service days coming up which meant no school for Jamie.  He
and I would head to the resort on Wednesday and Dave and Mark would join us
on Friday for a real guy's weekend.  Dave jumped at the idea and I hoped
Jamie would be equally enthused.  There was nothing to do but relax at this
place and hopefully this would help Jamie to feel at ease about discussing
his sexuality.

On the appointed morning I loaded the last of the groceries into my SUV
then drove to Dave and Janice's place to collect Jamie.  I tossed his bag
in the car while he gave his mom a hug and we backed out of their drive and
were on our way.  I took a moment to survey my companion.  While he was
lean in a muscular swimmer sort of way he did have rather furry legs for a
kid of fourteen, thanks to the shorts he was wearing.  The lusty me looked
at them as a bit of fun.  To sort of break the ice a bit I thought I would
give Jamie a run down on where we were headed.

 "This resort is run by friends of mine.  There is a main lodge and
restaurant and some cabins that are scattered over the property.  The
cabins have all the usual amenities, including a full kitchen and ach cabin
has a hot tub.  The cabins are positioned so that we have plenty of
privacy.  There isn't any TV or phones but we do have internet.  The owners
have a lot of frequent business guests who like to get away a bit.  Not to
worry though; I brought along some movies in case you get bored."

What I didn't tell Jamie was there were only two king beds so we would be
sharing when the four of us were there.  I also managed to "accidently"
include some movies with a little man/man action.  The ninety minute drive
passed quickly enough with Jamie telling me a bit about the jazz band and
the swim team.  We turned onto the drive to the lodge and I stopped to pick
up our keys.  Once I'd parked we unloaded the car and got the groceries
into the kitchen.  The interior was open plan with two beds on one side, a
living room area with a dining table on the other.  A half wall separated
the kitchen and a small hallway led to a large bathroom.  I suggested to
Jamie we share a bed and leave the other one clean and ready for his dad
and Mark.  He chose the one closer to the kitchen so while he piled our
gear on the other bed I organized the kitchen.  He showed no sign of
reluctance to that plan.

I popped lasagna in the oven and suggested we start taking advantage of the
facilities.  "Do you like to hot tub?"  Jamie answered in the affirmative
so I grabbed my trunks and went to change.  The pair I brought was white
trunks that were somewhat sheer when dry but wet left nothing to the
imagination.  If it was cock Jamie liked he could window shop with these
trunks just fine.  When I came out to the deck Jamie was already dangling
his feet in the water.  He was sporting a pair of neon yellow Speedos; I am
guessing ones he used for swim team practices.  I was pleased to see that
my white trunks were the subject of a not-so-subtle stare.

Our time in the tub was spent chatting about the swim team, jazz band, and
some of his classes.  I discovered he had a keen interest in photography so
I suggested we plan an early morning hike to the nearby lake.  The
opportunity to get some lake shots that weren't dotted with unknown extras
was welcomed.  It was a popular summer stroll for guests but this time of
year we stood a good chance of being the only visitors.  The aroma of our
lasagna meant it was time for me to finish the dinner prep.  I arose and
stood on the top step using my hands to squeegee the water off my chest.  A
pair of blue eyes admired my midsection; the wet cloth was like being
wrapped in cellophane so I lingered to allow my young friend a good view.

While I served up food Jamie set the table.  Neither of us bothered with
dressing again as we were both quite hungry.  After dinner I excused Jamie
from any chores so he headed for the deck.  Once the dishes were cleared I
grabbed a couple of Oreos and went out to enjoy the last colors of the
sunset.  Since the next day would start early I suggested we might think
about calling it a day.  Jamie went to run through the shower and by the
time I entered the cabin he was propped up in bed reading a book.  I padded
off to take my shower and returned wrapped in a towel.

"I hope you don't mind Jamie, but I prefer to sleep in the raw."  Without
waiting for an answer I dropped the towel on a nearby chair, fully aware my
young friend was taking a mind picture of what he saw.  "Just to let you
know, these lamps have a night light feature so you don't have to blind
yourself if you need to get up in the night."  I showed Jamie the special
switch, then crawled into bed.  The book went closed, the lights went off,
and the room was bathed in gentle moonlight.



I must have dozed off quickly but woke a little over an hour later.  In the
darkness I heard a familiar rustling of the sheets.  Jamie was on his side
facing away from me but I was pretty sure what was causing the noise.  I
turned on my side facing Jamie's back.  Jamie froze and the rustling noise
stopped.  This was my opportunity.

"Don't stop on my account.  I remember when I was your age you would have
found me doing the same thing two, three, or more times a day."

"I? I?" Jamie wasn't quite sure how to respond.

"No need to explain.  It's a natural need.  Here, let me help you."  I
inched a bit closer so I was spooning Jamie, slid my right arm under his
upper torso and took hold of a very rigid young cock with my left hand.  As
I began to pump I heard a sigh escape his lips.  "You just concentrate on
enjoying and let me do the work."  I rubbed his right pec with my hand,
letting my thumb and forefinger lightly pinch a nipple.  The sounds from my
young friend were getting louder, while he began to push his hips forward
to meet my strokes.  With one final push and a loud groan his cock began to
fill my hand with sweet boy cream.  I pulled him to my chest as the last
dribbles ran down my fingers.  Not one to waste the results of a good
orgasm I licked his jizz from my fingers.  "Everything OK?"

"That was fantastic!  You ate my cum didn't you?"

"I did.  Haven't you ever tasted it yourself?  Great stuff!"  Meanwhile my
own erection was pressed against his lower back.

"That sure felt great, Gary.  I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything, but you could return the favor.  It's
either you jerk this thing poking you in the back or I'll have to."  Lucky
for me no second invitation was needed.  Jamie turned and took my rigid
cock in his hand.  Just pump it like you do your own."  He followed my
advice and was soon in a pleasant rhythm, giving full strokes, first
exposing the head then sheathing it with my foreskin.  The sensation was
great.  He even cupped my balls as he stroked, heightening the pleasure.  I
held off as best I could but the kid was good.  It wasn't long before I
felt that warm tingle that spreads out from the center of a man's universe.
As I announced that I was cumming the first couple of ropes hit my chest.
I pushed my hips forward into Jamie's hand as he continued to pump until
the last of my load dribbled down his fingers.  To my surprise he put his
fingers to his lips then licked the globs off my chest.

It was a great way to end the day and we fell asleep with Jamie curled
beside me.