Date: Tue, 25 Mar 1997 03:28:35 -0500
From: Jake <jakeonthebox@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Surprise During Dinner (M/m, exhib.)

Yo, if you don't belong here you shouldn't need the flippin' surpreme
court to keep you out.  I suggest you get your parents to watch you more
closely if you're going to be that traumatized, and leave the adult
stuff to those who can deal with it.

This is a MADE UP story about a young adult and some older adults.  It
involves a little sexual activity, but not much.  In any case, please
let me know what you think.


Surprise During Dinner (MMMMMMMM/m, exhib.)
a VARSITY ORIGINAL

We had just started dinner at my next-door neighbour's house when the
front door slammed and the sound of heavy footsteps thumped up the
stairs.  We looked questioningly at our host, who told us it was
probably his nineteen-year-old son Jason coming home from football
practice at the local college.  He commented that Jason always sounded
like a herd of elephants.  He seemed a little irritated, I guess because
he did such a careful job making dinner nice and now it was being
disturbed by the sounds from above.

Indeed, Jack had outdone himself, we were enjoying a turkey which had
been cooked to perfection and a bunch of the traditional trimmings.  The
table was set elegantly and there was soft classical music coming from
somewhere in the house.

There were about eight of us there, all guys.  I at 27 was the youngest
and our host, in his late 40's was the oldest.  This was a sort of
pre-Thanksgiving dinner for our little neighbourhood association.  We
took turns having dinners, yard parties, etc. On the various holidays.
This was Jack's first turn at being host and it was clear he wanted to
make a good impression.  It was also my first "outing" since my
neighbour had told me about it, assuring me they always had a good time.

Eventually the shower started and the thumping around stopped.  The
conversation changed from teenage antics to other things and Jack's good
nature returned.  After a while, the shower stopped.  After a few
minutes, we heard Jason holler "dad!" a few times.  Jack looked annoyed
but did not answer.  After a few more attempts to get his dad's
attention did not work.  We chuckled amongst ourselves that maybe Jason
got some part of his anatomy stuck in the drain, when there was a sound
like thunder as Jason stampeded down the stairs and shouted "Dad there's
no..." and his words stopped as he burst into the dining room, naked and
dripping wet with a horrified look on his face to see the table of guys
looking at him in amusement and interest.

Nobody reacted for a few seconds, then Jason covered his ample privates
with both hands and turned about eight shades of red.  "Towels," he
whispered.  Jack's choice of hue for the moment was purple, it was clear
that he was livid that his son had not noticed the extra cars or
remembered that this was the day of the party.

Jason turned to leave the room, when Jack, in a calm, steely tone
ordered him to stay put.  "You're dripping.  Stay there and I find you a
towel.  You were supposed to wash them and put them away yesterday.
This..." he addressed us, "is my son Jason, who is going to learn a
lesson about manners tonight."  He strode from the room and Jason stood
there, dripping and mortified, as the guests tried not to stare at his
beautiful naked body.  We didn't try particularly hard.  Jason had a
very tight dark crewcut, his father's blue eyes, and a hunky,
smooth-as-marble physique that tapered from broad shoulders to a narrow
waist.  He was tanned almost butterscotch, and his crotch and bubble
butt were pale in comparison.  He had very little body hair, just a soft
patch around his groin and some fuzz on his ankles.  His penis was at
least seven inches, fat and cut and despite his efforts to hide it we
all got a peek.

We nervously went about eating, making attempts at conversation until
Jack returned to the room a few moments later with a small towel.  Jason
reached for it, but Jack tossed the towel to me.

"Would you please dry my son off?  I would do it myself but I am
neglecting the guests."  I was too stunned to argue, as Jason did not
protest but stepped obediently nearer to the piano bench I was using as
a chair.  The towel was little more than a washrag, and I looked at Jack
questioningly.  "He did not do the laundry yesterday, so that's all that
was clean."

Shrugging, I stood up and first dried Jason's broad back and shoulders.
His muscles felt solid and warm under his smooth, wet skin.  I worked my
way down his back to the beautiful buns, then walked around his front
and started on his pecs, taking one in my bare hand as I carefully wiped
the other one.

I worked slowly, enjoying this too much to hurry.  Everyone else at the
table had all but stopped eating and was watching the activity with
interest.  As I got down to Jason's washboard belly, I could see that
his penis was swelling a little in response to the toweling.  He was
trying to hide it and looked embarrassed as hell when I caught his eye.

Jack missed nothing, and was merciless.  "Jason, put your arms up so he
can dry under them."

Jason gulped and raised his arms.  His penis lifted slightly away from
his balls and plumped.  I quickly dried his armpits, which were
obviously shaved smooth to my surprise.

Saving the best for last, I knelt behind Jason and worked my way up his
slightly furred, tan legs to his butt. The sight was absolutely rock
hard, baby smooth and delicious looking! "Make sure that gets dry," Jack
instructed.  I dutifully nudged Jason's legs apart and wiped down his
tasty buns with the towel, gently reaching in between and under them.
Through a single thickness of cloth my fingers very subtly explored his
curves.  I noticed that there was no hair to speak of between his buns
or behind his balls and I got a quick peek of his rosebud.

"Are you sure he's dry there?  He's never careful about that."  Jack
volunteered.  I Wondered how he knew such intimate details about his
son's toilet habits.  "Check with your hand!"  He ordered.

Too stunned to argue, I felt Jason's velvety buns and between them with
my bare hand.  His skin was exquisite, and I explored for a moment more
than was needed since I had his father's invitation. My fingers gently
probed the firm crease between his buns and touched the little pucker,
sending a shiver through his youthful body.

"He seems to be dry," I reported

"You forgot something," Jack pointed out, and Jason sheepishly turned
around to remind me that I had yet to dry his groin.  My careful drying
and examination of his behind had caused his penis to inflate fully to
at least eight full inches, pointing right at my face.  His crotch hair
was carefully trimmed to a minimum and made a neat triangle.  Some
involuntary gasps from the other guests greeted this beautiful sight.

Resting my other hand gently on the boy's washboard abs, I took the
towel and carefully dried his balls and around them, finishing off by
wrapping the towel around his penis and wiping it carefully.  I could
feel it throb through the towel and gave it a little squeeze of
admiration.

"Make sure he's good and dry." Jack ordered.  "I have warned him that
hair traps wetness which is not healthy, but he insists that he would be
too embarrassed at school if his crotch was shaved."  As I explored
Jason's crotch with my hand, I was very curious about Jack's
preoccupation with his son's body.  I took the opportunity to the max,
even taking his rock-hard penis in my hand and gently caressing it dry.
Jason took a deep breath but did not resist my touch in the slightest.

"Now Jason, go around the table and introduce yourself to each guest and
apologize for disturbing our dinner," Jack commanded.  Jason introduced
himself to me, shaking my hand, and apologized formally.  I assured him
that I was not bothered in the least and was glad to meet him, as I
wiped imaginary drops of water off his nipple.  As he approached the
next guest, Jack invited him to make sure I had done a thorough job and
not missed any wet spots on Jason's body.  Ted, a landscaper in his
thirties, dutifully lifted Jason's arms and ran his hand across his
smooth-shaven armpits, checking for wetness.  Jason shivered.

Carl chose to use his finger to wipe a drop from Jason's tiny "innie"
navel, while his other hand cupped one of the youth's rock-hard buns.
Gary slid away from the table and had Jason lean against it as he
carefully dried his feet, something I had neglected to do.  Mike spread
his legs and had Jason sit on the chair between his legs, pressing his
crotch against the boy's bare butt as used his own comb to fix the boy's
spiky hair, his other hand exploring the boy's belly and chest.  Phil
had Jason lean on the table with legs spread, carefully examined Jason's
ass for any remaining drops, gently pulling the boy's buns apart and
running his finger down the crack.  Mark, not to be outdone, carefully
stroked the boy's cock and balls, although I had made sure both those
areas were completely dry!  Jason was still beet-red with embarrassment
but did not resist any of the men's hands on his beautiful jock body.

"Now, Jason, sit here and have some dinner.  Jason looked for a chair,
but Jack motioned that he should sit next to me on the piano bench.
Jason hesitantly spread the towel on his side of the bench and sat
down.  There was not really enough room on it for both of us, and as I
was lefty and he was righty, we bumped elbows a little as we tried to
eat.  Finally, at Jack's recommendation, I put my fork in my right hand
and dropped the other beneath the table where it landed on Jason's bare
thigh.  He started but did not comment as I curled my fingers around the
solid muscle and kept it there as the conversation and eating resumed.

Subtly, as the dinner went on, Jason spread his legs a little until his
thigh was against mine.  I ever- so- slowly moved my hand up his thigh
until it was about a quarter-inch from his now- somewhat- soft penis.
My touch had caused some involuntary reaction on his part, and soon the
big piece of meat was pressing insistently against my hand.  I teasingly
stroked it with one finger, causing Jason to gulp on a piece of food but
he said nothing.  Soon his proud erection was at full staff again.

Jack noticed this, and directed Jason to refill everyone's water glass.
Jason gulped, and got up from the table with his big cock leading the
way.  As he made his way around, several guys took liberal feels of his
muscular body as Jack pointed out some of Jason's accomplishments on the
football and wrestling teams.  He commented on his son the way a farmer
might talk about a horse or cow, and as fun as this was, I felt sorry
for the boy.  He said very little, answering when asked and allowing the
guests to explore his body without complaint.  Mark, who was into
piercing, teased one of Jason's nipples and asked if the youth had
considered a nipple ring.

"I would not allow him to mark himself that way," Jack answered for the
boy, as Mark explored his meaty pecs with both hands.  He is beautiful
the way he is, and something that is trendy now will make him sorry
later.  I agreed to the earrings, but that's enough.

"What about down here?" Mark said, caressing Jason's erection.

Jason shivered noticeably.  Jack shook his head and said, "That is out
of the question, I could not stand the sight of it." To my surprise,
Jack gently took Mark's hand off Jason's dick and -- with a push on the
boy's rump -- steered him back in my direction.

I wondered how much time Jack spent looking at Jason's penis as the jock
returned to my side.  I put my hand rather proprietarily in Jason's lap
again, and -- to my delight -- he silently guided my hand back around
his cock.  Jack and Ted both noticed this and grinned at me.  I was
feeling more and more enamored of this submissive, 19-year old guy who
seemed to enjoy my company the best.

When dinner was done, we made moves to clean up and Jack told us to stay
put, and Jason dutifully cleared the table.  He seemed to be getting
comfortable naked in a room full of clothed men, and their appreciative
eyes followed his flawless bod around the room.  The guys continued to
take free grabs now and then and Jason seemed to be getting more
good-natured about it, but I noticed that he moved more quickly away
from the others than me.

Afterwards, the group moved to the rec. room to watch a videotape of one
of Jason's wrestling matches.  Jason remained nude in the kitchen
washing up the last of the dishes, and I finally went in and offered to
dry.

Since we were alone, I decided to get his take on what happened.

"Jason, that was a pretty wild scene, I hope we didn't embarrass you."

He smiled at me, "Well I screwed up, and my dad wants me to be
respectful so he shows me how."

"Well, I don't have kids, but I never saw someone get punished like that
before."

"It's not punishment," Jason corrected me gently, his young man's voice
was getting to me. "He just teaches me that I need to respect my
elders."

"Respecting them means letting them touch you?"

"If that's what it takes.  I need to be reminded sometimes that I am not
the big man on campus when I am home, so my dad has his friends help me
understand."

This was very intriguing and sort of disturbing to me, so I changed the
subject.  "Are you naturally that smooth?"

"No I would have some hair, but my dad thinks a lot of hair causes body
odor if you are very active.  My friends think it's kind of funny, so he
lets me keep the hair around my dick if I keep myself clean and dry.  He
checks it all the time, and he had my coach do it after gym class in
high school."

"So he makes you shave?"

"No he has his friend who is a barber do it."

I pondered this, wondering where one found a barber that did whole-body
shaves and a coach that did pelvic exams, but I had a lot of questions
for this amazing boy whose father seemed to like to share him with the
world.

"Don't you get embarrassed when a lot of different men are looking at
your body and touching you?"

He smiled at me.  "Sometimes, but my dad believes I was given a gift and
that the right thing to do is share it.  People watch me wrestle wearing
just a singlet, and I'm getting touched all over then.  This isn't that
much different."

"Well we sure appreciated the show today, I can tell you that."  I
playfully snapped the towel on his butt, causing him to let out a yelp.

"I had fun too, I'm glad you joined the group.  Most of these guys are a
lot older than me and don't understand me that well; I feel like you
do."

"I'd like to learn, if you'll give me the chance."

"No problem, man.  You will make a cool neighbour, and I'm glad 'cause
you have a pool!."  He grinned at me.

"Well you can use it, on one condition" I teased him.

"Which is...?" he grinned knowingly

"You guessed it, you have to swim naked, and I get to dry you off!" I
squirted him with the vegetable sprayer from the sink, and he laughed
and jumped away, but not fast enough.  He grinned and handed me a
towel.  "Better start practicing!"

I had him sit on the counter and I carefully wiped the water from his
fantastic chest again with my hands and the towel, finishing his smooth
belly and then gently wiping down his crotch.  His dick was rock hard
again, and I explored it freely with my hand, teasing the velvet tip
with my thumb

"You really like my body, don't you?" he marveled.  "It ain't all that!"

"I sure do, and I don't get to do something like this very often!"

"Well get used to it, I take a lot of showers!" he teased.

I took his face in my hands and looked into his gorgeous eyes.  He
smiled at me and I daringly, kissed him once on the mouth.  He gently
but insistently responded, and the kiss was exquisite.  He laughed and
hugged me.

We went into the rec. room where everyone was enjoying seeing a
half-naked Jason pin another cute guy to the mat.  There was not much
room left on the big sectional sofa, but I found a spot and pulled Jason
back against my chest, wrapping my arms around his body.  One hand
rested on his flat, tight belly and the other gently cupped a pec.  He
seemed totally relaxed and comfortable in my arms, and Jack looked
approvingly in our direction.  Jason's dick rose and fell several times
as I held him but I decided to give him a break from all the sexual
attention.  The other guys seemed good-naturedly jealous that the star
attraction of the night took such a shining to me.  Jack seemed
thrilled.

Jason dozed in my arms, and little by little the guys left, soon it was
just Jack and me and the sleeping boy.  I was more than a little tired
myself, but was also extremely content with the beautiful youth snuggled
against me.

"Jason really seems to like you," Jack observed.  "I'm glad, because I
think he needs someone closer to his age to look up to."

"Well I would certainly like to be of any help I can, he's a great kid,
and I enjoyed meeting him."

"You could be a lot of help," Jack  agreed.  "I have my hands full with
his younger brother right now, and Jason needs some guidance from
someone I trust.  I would be very grateful."

"Well I will do my best if he is receptive."

"I'm sure he will be, he seems to like you a lot."

"I like him too.  I am just wondering how you would feel if our like
turned into something more."

"I am hoping that it will!  He is ready to give himself to someone who
will appreciate him, and I want him to have that companionship.  I
prefer someone a little older because boys his age are still not ready
to give him what he needs."

"Which is?"

"You will figure that out as you get to know him.  Sometimes he just
needs a little reminder like tonight's that he is not god, and that he
needs to show respect in order to get it."

"No offense, but I have trouble understanding how the men tonight --
myself included -- were respecting him when they were touching him."

"I know that, but it is a lesson in humility when his ego gets out of
hand."

"I see, I guess.  But if I become physical with him, I would prefer that
others are not touching him in that way."

"That will be up to you.  You may feel differently later, but if you
don't I will respect it."

"I appreciate your confidence!  I wonder if you will be surprised by the
way I handle Jason, however."

"You handle him the way you think is best."

With that, I nuzzled Jason's ear with my mouth and gently stroked his
chest.  "Wake up!"

Jack watched with interest as Jason responded to my actions by
stretching and offering me his mouth.  I kissed him gently, then pushed
him gently down next to me on the couch and stretched out next to him,
my hands still caressing his body.  I proceeded to sweep my hands
lightly his whole front again until he was quite aroused, then gently
took his penis in my hand.  With my other hand, I felt gently beneath
his balls to explore his butt, and found that tight little hole I had
seen before.  Jason arched his butt towards me, and I teased his anus as
I stroked his dick.  His father watched in interest as I slowly brought
his son to a well-earned orgasm.  When he came, Jason moaned, stretched
and shot his seed all over his beautiful tummy.  I licked it off
hungrily, and it tasted good!

Jason looked nervously at his father, who said nothing, then at me.

"Jason, you earned that!" I rubbed his clean belly and waited for father
and son to reconcile what had taken place.

"Son, what do you say to your new friend?"

Jason grinned at me, "Thanks!  No one ever did that for me before!"

"It was my pleasure!"

"I'm glad you both liked it, because I would like you to take care of
Jason's needs from now on." Jack declared.  "Jason, I think you are old
enough to be a responsible companion, and you will do as you are told
just as you do with me."

"I think that would be great, Dad." Jason grinned.  I was surprised that
he was so content to have his fate decided by others, but was not about
to complain.

"Well I am going to bed," Jack said.  Take him upstairs and return the
favor if he wants you to, then I want you both to get a good night's
sleep."

Jason took my hand and led me upstairs.  He indeed returned the favor,
gently but expertly sucking my dick and then offering his phenomenal
butt to first my mouth, then my finger, then my dick.  We fell asleep
with my face buried between his pecs and his arms around me, and I woke
up the same several hours later; everyone else was still asleep.  I
wiggled reluctantly away from Jason's loving embrace and found the
bathroom.  There were plenty of clean, dry towels.


Surprise During Dinner II: Jeremy
Close Shave

Jason soon settled down to be a regular member of my household.
He was a great kid and I had very little trouble with him, and
just being around his hunky body and sweet smile got me horny.
I made love to him at least twice a day, sometimes waking him up
in the middle of the night to suck his dick or slide mine up his
tight bubble butt.  When I got home from work, I often found him
cleaning my pool or starting our dinner. I put weights in my
family room and would watch him lift weights naked while I
worked.  Then I would draw a bath and scrub him clean all over,
paying special attention to his ass and massaging his prostate
with my finger.  I also loved shaving all the hair off his
chest, armpits and ass, leaving just a little above his big,
thick cock and some fuzz on his balls.  Once he was baby smooth,
I would explore him from head to toe with my hands and mouth,
lavishing attention on his rock-hard butt with my tongue.

Despite what I had told his father (my friend Jack), I found
that I did enjoy showing off his body to other people from time
to time, and he seemed to like it.  Once, for instance, I
brought a friend home from work and found Jason swimming in the
pool.  I called him out to introduce him, and without a word of
warning to either of them, slipped his trunks off.  My friend
complemented his beautiful body and I invited him to feel
Jason's smooth muscles.  He continued to carress Jason's body as
we talked and got him quite erect.  I encouraged him to feel
Jason's hard dick and butt, which he did.  Jason seemed only
slightly embarrassed but did not mind too much, because he hung
around naked for the rest of the evening as we discussed work.
My friend Tom continued to touch him as he came and went, and
Jason stayed half-hard all night.  When Tom left, I bent Jason
over the chair, ate his ass out and then fucked him silly.  I
was determined to get him naked in front of HIS friends, but
that's another story.

Often we ate next door with his father Jack and younger brother,
Jeremy.  Jeremy was 18 and a senior in high school.  I was not
sure how much he knew about my relationship with Jason, but he
did not seem too bothered by it.

Jeremy, I assumed, was living under the same conditions as Jason
had during his high school days:  the shaved body, the daily
exams by the coach, etc.  I had never seen him without clothes
on, however.

One day, Jason and I were at his father's house having dinner on
the deck when Jeremy got home from soccer practice.  He had a
friend, Shawn, with him, and they were both sweaty and smelly.
Shawn was handsome but seemed to have an air of jockboy
arrogance to him.  They were ready to go clambering upstairs but
Jeremy's father called them onto the terrace.

"Why didn't you shower after practice?" he demanded.

The look in Jeremy's eyes told me he had an idea what was
coming.  "I dunno, dad, everyone was going for a soda so we
figured we'd shower here."

"What have I told you about walking around sweaty in this heat
for 45 minutes?  You are supposed to shower and put clean
clothes on as soon as you are done working out.  You are going
to break out in pimples or jock itch or worse if you don't take
better care of yourself, not to mention the way you smell."

The boys exchanged glances.  "I'm sorry, dad."  Jeremy
stammered.  "We'll go shower right now."

"Not so fast. I want to have a look at you.  He pulled Jeremy's
shirt over his head. Jeremy's body was leaner and more defined
than Jason's, with every muscle standing out in relief.  Also,
unlike Jason, he had a fuzz of hair on his chest, thickening as
it reached his waist.  More peeked from under his arms.  I was
surprised, since his father, and now I, kept Jason so smooth.  I
was about to find out why.  He was also damp with sweat and he
smelled stronger.

"See you're soaking wet and you smell terrible.  The skin on
your back is all irritated, too."  To my surprise, and Jason's
amusement, he hauled Jeremy's shorts down. Jeremy was good
competition for Jason in the dick department, with a fat thick
sausage in a nest of brown hair.

"DAD" Jeremy turned beet red, but his dad ignored him and rooted
around in his crotch hair.  "You're lucky you don't have crabs!
Now both of you go upstairs and get clean and then come back
here."  The boys hurried upstairs, Shawn no doubt giving Jeremy
a healthy serving of abuse and soon I heard the shower running.
Jack left the table and then I heard him go upstairs and then
use the phone.  Jason smirked and kept his mouth shut, glad for
once not to be the naked center of attention.

Jack returned and the shower stopped.  There was silence for a
few minutes, and then the boys appeared, both in towels and
red-faced.  Shawn was even hairer than Jeremy and had a hunky
build like Jason.

"What happened to our clothes?" Jeremy asked.  He and I at the
same time noticed that Jack had brought his bathroom kit back to
the table with him.

"Well, you are not ready to get dressed yet." Jack announced.
"Because you are not doing a good job at keeping yourself clean,
I think it's time you were shaved like your brother.  You
apparently haven't learned much from his experience"

"Dad!" Jeremy looked mortified.  Shawn seemed quite amused, and
Jason just smirked. Jeremy turned to Shawn. "I'm really sorry
about this, I guess you should go home."

"Not so fast.  I talked to Shawn's father about this whole thing
and he thinks it would be a good idea for him, too!"

The boys looked at eachother in shock.  Jeremy started to say
something and gulped.  He knew there was no use.

"Jeremy, you first. Spread the towel over here.  Jason, you go
get some warm water in a pan and some washclothes."

He arranged Jeremy on the table with his legs spread.  When
Jason returned with a washcloth, Jack soaked it and handed it to
me.  "Get him good and wet again, and then spread this on him,"
he indicated some shaving gel.

We worked as a team.  I dutifully soaked my boyfriend's younger
brother, starting with his chest, then his armpits.  Jack
trimmed away Jeremy's pit hair while I shaved his chest baby
smooth, then finished off his armpits.  Meanwhile, Jack began
trimming the hair away from Jeremy's crotch, holding his penis
in his other hand.  The penis swelled slightly but I think he
was to embarrassed to get erect.  Using the experience I gained
from Jason's body, I neatly finished his crotch with the razor.
Even with me holding it, his big, floppy dick didn't get hard.
I guessed maybe he was straight, unlike his brother.  I tried to
catch his eye but he kept looking away.

When we were done, Jack told Jeremy to flip over, invoking a new
wave of protests, but soon his hairy bubble butt was exposed to
us.  Jack pulled his cheeks apart and I shaved the hair out of
his ass crack, finishing off behind his balls and around his
sweet pink hole.  I found cause to use my own hand on the hard
boybutt as well, and the combined touch of three hands finally
affected him.

"Looks like someone likes having his ass played with!" Jason
laughed, pointing at Jeremy's cock which by now had grown rock
hard and was almost as big as his, at 7 1/2 inches.  Jack pulled
him to his feet and we all looked, as Jeremy got even redder, at
his impressive dick.

"Okay put this on him," Jack spread some vitamin E ointment on
Jeremy's chest and handed me the tube.  I dutifully took it back
to his ass and began rubbing it in, concentrating on the area
around his hole.  His dick throbbed even bigger.

"You don't realize how sensitive your ass is.  Most of your
sexual feelings are actually inside your body, not in your dick.
 In fact, you can have an orgasm by anal stimulation without
touching your dick at all!"

Shawn scoffed at that, despite the fact that my attention to
Jeremy's asshole was making his dick throb. "I don't believe
that, you gotta be doing something to your dick to make yourself
cum."

"Okay, tell you what, Mr. Expert." Jack addressed  Shawn.  We'll
make you a bet.  If he can't make Jeremy orgasm by just his
butt, you can go home without a shave or anything.  But if he
can, then you have to let us shave you and he'll do it to you,
too."

"You're on!" This sexual talk had a big lump in Shawn's towel,
and I suspected he would be just as happy either way.

"Don't I get any say in this?" Jeremy moaned as I began playing
with his ass again.

"You get a great orgasm out of it," Jason chimed in. "Trust me,
he knows what he's doing."  Shawn crowded closer to Jeremy's ass
as I squirted more gel and then begain teasing his tight pink
hole again, eliciting another moan.  After a minute, I put a
little more pressure on, and got in his ass to the first
knuckle.  Jeremy wiggled and yelped beneath me.  "It's okay,
Tiger, just relax," I rubbed his belly and continued teasing and
prodding his asshole gently, gradually sliding my finger in to
the hilt.

His butt was as smooth and tight as a vice grips.  I found the
ring of his prostate and began rubbing it gently, causing Jeremy
to groan and his dick to flex sharply.  "Did that feel good?" I
asked him, and he admitted it felt great.

"What are you doing to him now?" Shawn demanded, his face about
three inches from Jeremy's asshole.  This anatomy lesson clearly
fascinated him in spite of himself, and he seemed turned on by
the sights and smells of his buddy's body.

"I am stimulating something called his prostate gland.  It's
very sensitive and feels really good if you massage it."

"That's bullshit!  Why would you have something like that up
your ass?"

"I'm not making it up, do you want to feel for yourself?"  Shawn
thought about it, weighing his curiousity against squeamishness,
and then nodded.

From below, Jeremy complained "No way, man!  it's bad enough my
next door neighbour has his finger up my ass, my best friend has
to do it too?"

"Relax, Jay.  When I'm done with you, you're going to be asking
for it again."  I gently eased my finger out of his hole and
Shawn put his finger in its place.  He was a bit too eager,
though, to shove it up there and Jeremy howled.   "Easy,
jackass!"

"Shawn, you gotta do these things gently.  Why do you think it
took me five minutes to get my finger in?"  I pulled his hand
away.  Now, to get someone ready for your finger, it helps to
relax them a bit.  Why don't you try loosening him up a bit with
your tongue?"

"No fuckin' way, man! I'm not sticking my tongue where his shit
comes out!" He retorted, but I noticed he did not back away from
his position near Jeremy's ass, and his finger continued teasing
his buddy's pucker.

"Your dick doesn't seem so disgusted," I pointed at the
throbbing tent in his towel.  "Besides, he's nice and clean I
washed him but good."

Shawn looked at each of us in turn, then slapped Jeremy's ass
gently and muttered, "the things I do for you!" before he
tentatively moved his head towards the upturned butt and began
licking the crack above the hole.  After a second, he seemed to
get into it and moved down to the little pink rosebud.  Jeremy
shivered and moaned.  "Fuck, yeah!" he gasped.  Shawn seemed to
forget we were there, grabbing his pal's ass in both hands and
probing and teasing his hole with his tongue.

Jason and Jack watched this transformation of  macho boys into a
pair of little sex maniacs with amusement.  Jeremy continued to
squirm and encourage Shawn, who seemed to determined to get his
whole head up his best friend's ass.

"Oh, man! Stick it in me, go ahead!" Jeremy suddenly hollered.
He glanced sheepishly at us for a second, but then his attention
was arrested by Shawn's new attack on his butt.  This time,
Shawn got his finger in and found Jeremy's prostate.  The
reaction was obvious as he began teasing it enthusiastically.
His novice touch, however, was still too rough and Jeremy asked
that I finish the job.  Shawn backed out reluctantly and I slid
my finger easily back up his now-relaxed channel.

Shawn stayed right near the action, keeping a hand on Jeremy's
ass.  I was learning what Jeremy feel the best, taking some
guesses based on Jason's more familiar anatomy.  As I probed and
teased him, I rubbed his smooth belly and tweaked his little
nipples gently.    Shawn knelt nearer Jeremy's front to make
sure I wasn't cheating and touching his cock, which stood out in
frustration, aching for some relief.

Finally, it was time.  I felt Jeremy's ass begin to clamp down
hard on my finger.  His dick swelled and almost pressed flat
against his stomach.  He gasped and, with a jolt, began spewing
his load, which hit Shawn square in the face, but Shawn was too
fascinated to be too repulsed  He swore and yelled encouragement
to his buddy.  The contractions in Jeremy's ass kept the pad of
my finger right against his prostate and I teased it a bit more
until they faded and I could ease my finger out.

Jeremy collapsed against the table, breathing hard.  Shawn,
knowing he had been beat, dropped his towel and proudly
displayed his jock body and big hard dick.  Jack and I
positioned him and began prepping him for the shave.  When Jack
saw how thick Shawns body hair was, he chose the electric
clippers instead of the wet razor to start.  Soon we had his
chest and armpits trimmed close, and then I began making him
baby smooth with the regular razor.

Jack held his friend's son's cock as his removed the forest of
fuzz from around his crotch.  The dick wiggled and jumped at his
touch. "Boy, you are a horny one." Jack commented.  I moved
around to his ass and began clearing the dark hair on his twin
globes, which intensified in his crack.  When Jack finished, we
pushed Shawn down and spread his legs to get to the main event.

Jeremy, meanwhile, had gone over to where Jason was sprawled on
the couch and lay down on top of him, his cheek against his big
brother's hunky smooth chest.  Jason had one arm around him,
rubbing his back. I had never seen my boyfriend be that
affectionate with his brother, and it touched me.

"You sure are hairy," I commented, "but not for long."  I worked
my way down to below and around his asshole, which puckered and
quivered in anticipation every time I got near it.  "That
asshole looks ready to get fucked."

"No way, man, no guy is sticking his thing up my ass." Shawn
boasted.

"You say that now," Jeremy piped up "But when you see how that
feels, you're going to want a cucumber up there."  We all
laughed at him, and then I noticed that Jason's middle finger
was deep up his little bro's ass, gently teasing his love button
again.  This was a rare treat for Jason, who was used to being
the fuckee, not the fucker.

"Man, you can't get enough." Shawn laughed.  By now I had his
ass baby smooth and I called Jeremy over.

"Okay, butt boy.  Go to work."

"What do you want me to do?" he said nervously.

"Just what he did to you, have a taste!"

Jeremy wrinkled his nose.  "He doesn't wash as good as I do!"

"Aw common, asshole!" Shawn piped up.  "I did it to you!"

"He's clean now, I washed him.  Go for it."

Knowing he had no choice, Jeremy gingerly approached his buddy's
ass.  He licked the smooth crack  a few times, then shrugged and
dove into the hole.  Shawn nearly fell off the table, but Jeremy
held on and got his tongue way up Shawn's ass.  Shawn regaled us
with every curse word he knew, After a few minutes of this
treatment, I decided Shawn was ready.

"Aw no, don't stop, it feels so fuckin' awesome!"

"That's nothing, just wait to find out what's next."

I showed Jeremy how to position his finger, and then he eased it
up Shawn's ass.

"AAARGH" Shawn groaned as Jeremy got his bearings and set up an
enthusiastic rhythm of probing and teasing.  When he found
Shawn's prostate, we got the longest "FUUUUUUUUUUCK" I have
heard to date. Jason chuckled, recalling the chorus of noises he
made the first time my dick found its home in his ass.

I left the two of them at it, scrubbed up and then jumped on the
big chaise with Jason and pulled him against me, watching the
boys.  Jack smiled, it made him happy to see how loving I was
with his older son, since he had set us up.

Shawn groaned and shot his load quickly under Jeremy's
surprising rookie talent.  He quickly got up and looked around
for his clothes, apparently embarrassed by what went on now that
his horniness faded.  I knew he would be back though.

Jeremy and Shawn conferred at the door, no doubt swearing to
secrecy.  Shawn said goodbye to us and took off, no doubt to be
inspected by his father when he got home.  Jack, meanwhile, went
up behind Jason and unfastened his cutoffs.

At Jack's request, I performed Jason's semi-weekly shave while
he and Jeremy watched, and he inspected each region of his son's
body to make sure I was doing a good job.   Jeremy watched in
new-found fascination as his cocky older brother submitted to
this treatment.  I invited Jeremy, as well, to feel his big
bro's body.   He had apparently never seen Jason on the bone and
the boys laughed and teased as Jeremy felt Jason up and teased
his butthole.  "Dude, your dick is bigger than mine!" Jeremy
complained as he fondled Jason's big sausage.  Jack laughed at
how competitive the brothers were.

When he was done getting shaved, I went to work on getting Jason
off, Jeremy watching in fascination as I stroked and kissed his
body all over.  My touch with him was a lot more gentle and
loving and it took a while, especially since I had brought him
to orgasm three times already that day.  But I knew his body
really well and before long I had him purring and moaning and he
came up with one more load for me.

While I was cleaning Jason up, I tried to get Jeremy to taste
Jason's spunk but he was too squeamish.  I figured that could
wait for another day.  They went upstairs to shower again, and
Jack thanked me for helping get Jeremy started on the same road
as Jason.  "I was afraid he was not going to be as into it as
Jason, but I think he just might."

"Well you may find that different things work with Jeremy.
Jason seems to get off on having a lot of people seeing and
touching his body, because he's proud of it.  Jeremy, on the
other hand, may do better with one person teaching him."

"Well a little public exposure does a lot to keep both of their
egoes in check.  I plan to ask the coach to make sure he's clean
after practice, and I know from experience that it will not stop
there"

"What do you mean?"

"Well he helped me with Jason last year too.  I had no idea how
to broach the subject of cleaniliness "down there" with them,
and the coach called us in and showed me that Jason was getting
rashes around his crotch and on his ass, from doing just what
Jeremy did today.  We shaved him then and there and he's been
smooth ever since.  Then Jason got prostatitis and the coach
helped me with that too.  You have to give them a prostate
massage like you did today, every day for two weeks.  He had me
put my finger up Jason to feel what was happening, but after
that I had him do the daily treatments because I didn't think it
would be a good idea for Jason and I to start having that much
contact."

"But you shaved him, before he met me."

"No, I told you I took him to a barber friend of mine. I know
they are my sons but they are both so damn handsome I try to
avoid a lot of contact so I dont' do something I'd regret. I
don't think family should be sexual partners, even for all guys."

"Does it bother you that they were touching eachother today?"

"Well I think it would if I thought it would continue. It's
normal that they satisfy some curiosity about eachother, but I
know Jason gets all the sex he needs from you!"

"And then some!  I tire him out."

"That's one reason why I waited until Jason was living somewhere
else before I got Jeremy interested. I think if they were both
horny without any release, they'd turn to eachother.  Now I know
I've got one son in good hands while I figure out what to do
with the other"

"Are you going to give Jeremy a "coming out" party like Jason?"

"I don't know. That was fun, but like you said, something
different may work for him."

That night as we were in bed, I stroked Jason's chest and
reviewed the day's events in my mind.  I was sure I had the most
unusual neighbours ever, but I wasn't complaining!  I pondered
what the history was behind what I'd witnessed. Jack never
touched the boys himself, but he seemed to get off on watching
them with other people.  It seemed to make him proud to have
people admire his sons, even if he took it to the extreme.  I
made up my mind to make Jason tell me the story of the visit to
the coach, maybe we would have to have a little reunion.


Surprise During Dinner III: The Coach Visits

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After another incident of Jeremy coming home sweaty and dirty, Jack decided
to make good on his threat to get the coach involved.  Now, "the coach" was
not Jeremy's soccer coach, but the football coach who had worked with Jason
during his high school glory days.  Since Jeremy did not play football, he
did not really know what he was in for.

Jack called me one afternoon and told me he'd talked to the coach on the
phone and invited him to dinner to discuss Jeremy.  He asked after Jason,
and Jack wanted us there too, so they could get caught up.  Jason's build
had gotten even nicer in the months that he'd been living with me, and I
knew the coach would appreciate seeing him.  Since I knew that the coach
had previously had contact with Jason's body, I saw it as another
opportunity to watch someone else enjoy him in front of me.

We decided not to tell either of the boys ahead of time, in fact Jeremy
would not even be there for the dinner; he'd find out what fate we decided
for him, soon enough.

On the given day, Jason was - as usual - lounging around the house in a
pair of boxers and nothing else, when the doorbell rang.  At my request, he
unsuspectingly opened it to find his father and old football coach there.

After a lot of commotion, the two were reacquainted and we all went into
the dining room.  Jason wanted to go put some clothes on, but we all
protested, saying, "everyone likes to look at you," so he stayed in just
boxers.

As we ate, Jack brought the coach (Tom) up to speed on what was going on
with Jeremy's seeming reluctance to shower after practice.  "I don't know
if it is laziness or some sort of modesty thing, or a combination of both,"
Jack speculated.

"Well he inherited all the modesty, because this one likes nothing better
than to show off his wares," I rubbed Jason's chest fondly and he blushed
as we all laughed.

"I wasn't like that six months ago," Jason defended himself.  "You two sent
me down that road.  I was just as shy as Jeremy when I was his age."

The coach agreed, saying that a lot of teenage boys are self-conscious
about their bodies and need to be reassured that they look normal, or - in
Jason's case - better than normal.

"Jeremy could have a really nice body too," Jason defended his brother, "I
try to get him to lift with me but he really isn't that interested in it.
He says nobody's going to see him anyway."

We puzzled over that while we finished our dinner and then moved into the
living room.  Jason brought in a tray with the coffee things.  Meanwhile
the Coach sat down in the center of the couch, and Jack and I took the two
chairs that faced it.

After Jason set the coffee stuff down on the table, the Coach said, "Jason,
if it's possible, you look even better than the last time I saw you.  Let
me take a look at you.  Jason stood in front of the Coach and blushed as
the older man's eyes cased his hunky physique up and down.  He unabashedly
reached up and cupped Jason's pecs, squeezing them gently to feel the
definition, then ran his hands over the youth's hard abs and back up his
sides, thumbing his nipples.

Without asking any of us, the Coach slid his hands down Jason's sides and
pushed the kid's boxers to the floor, leaving him naked.  Jason's cock,
which had already started to chub from the Coach's exploration of his body,
lifted away from his body and lengthened.

"Damn, I remember this thing." The Coach wrapped his hand around Jason's
meat and stroked him into a full erection.  Jason blushed as we watched him
get handled.  The Coach's other hand slid around his body, from his pecs to
his ass and back.

"Have any more trouble with your prostate, Jason?" The Coach inquired as he
manipulated Jason's body.

"Nope," Jason reddened even more.  "It seems fine."

"Somebody taking care of it for you?" the Coach leered at me.

"Something like that," Jason mumbled.

"Well I'd like to check it, for old times sake.  Lay down on my lap" Jason
looked at me for direction: the previous encounters I'd let other people
have with his body did not include his ass.  But I shrugged, after all, the
guy had done it for him before.

Jason lay down across the couch with his crotch on the Coach's lap, leaving
his butt right in the older man's face.  Jack and I came over to watch as
the Coach stroked and kneaded Jason's smooth, hard buns, pulling them apart
to glimpse his pink hole.

"I see someone keeps up with your shaving," The Coach admired, running his
finger up and down the baby-smooth crack of Jason's ass.

"Yep, that's my job." I boasted

"You do a damn good job.  I have some players I should send to you."

The coach began teasing and caressing Jason's hole now.  Jason groaned as
the man slipped his thick finger up to the first knuckle, wiggled it
around, and then eased in deeper.

"Man, I forgot how nice a young guy's ass feels," the Coach got his finger
slowly all the way in.  Jason jumped, which told us his prostate had been
found.

"You're right, it feels nice and small like it should."  He reached down
and rubbed Jason's chest as he finger-fucked my boyfriend.

It did not take long, before Jason started to moan.  "You better stop or
I'm going to mess up your pants!"

The Coach laughed and eased his finger out of Jason's ass.  "You don't need
me to finish you off anymore, you've got someone to do that for you," he
smiled at me.

Jason stood up, hard cock throbbing, face flushed and regarded his father
and boyfriend as we grinned stupidly at him.  I don't know why I got such a
turn on out of seeing other people use and enjoy his body, but he seemed to
like it just as well.  I drew the line at someone else sucking him off or
fucking him, but having other people get just a taste of what I was able to
enjoy every day gave me a rush.

"Come here, buddy." I made room for him in front of my chair, and he came
over to stand in front of me.  Right there, in front of his father and
former Coach, I sucked his frustrated cock into my mouth and blew him until
he came, a rare treat for being such a good sport.  The older men watched
in fascination as Jason's body reacted to the blowjob.  When he is ready to
come, his chest and arm muscles stand out in relief, his face gets red, and
he grunts and moans like he's in labor.  I was rewarded with yet another
load of his rich cream.

That done, we got back to the subject at hand.  The coach agreed to call
Jeremy into his office after soccer practice and make sure he was clean.  I
knew that's not where it would end.  Jeremy didn't know what he was in for.

That night, as I slid my dick in and out of Jason's ass, I asked him about
his own first encounter with the Coach.

"It was pretty much what you did to me the first day we met, my dad was
after me because I kept getting rashes, and I then when I started having
trouble with my prostate the Coach took care of it because my dad was too
embarrassed."

"I'm sure he minded terribly, he seemed to like playing with your butt." I
ground down on his ass for emphasis, eliciting a deep moan.

"Yeah, he did.  I was pretty embarrassed the first time he did it.  My dad
watched.  After that I would just go to his office every few days and he'd
do it."

"Do you think that's what's going to happen to Jeremy?"

"Jeremy is a skank.  I think he's going to get hand-washed after every
practice until his skin clears up.  The coach will like to play with his
body too."  My hands cupped his pecs as I fucked him from behind, kissing
and gently biting the back of his neck.


"Why do you think your dad turns on so much to watching guys touch your
bodies?"

"'Cause he was a jock himself, but he never realized how much fun he could
have with his body until it didn't look that great anymore.  He was so busy
trying to get an ounce of sex from girls that he didn't notice how many
guys hit on him.  He was pretty good looking in his own day."

The conversation trailed off as we finished up the fuck, Jason clamping
down on my dick with his ass as I fired my load.  We fell asleep just like
that, me on top of him with my dick still in his butt, his heart beating
softly against my hand.

Next door, Jeremy slept innocently, his sweaty body unaware of what was in
store for it.


NEXT: Jeremy in the Coach's office

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