Date: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 09:30:50 -0700
From: jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Beach Lockers Adventures, Chapter Three" by Jay Roberts     Gay Young/adult

"Beach Lockers Adventures, Part Three" by Jay Roberts   Gay Adult/Younth

My hand cradled the bulb, it felt like it was alive skin, maybe someone's ball
sac.  That was only because I was so sexed up these days.

Doc Blake was beaming at me.  "My gosh, I just can't get over your
gorgeous face and now I see that delicious chest with those pale pink
nipples."

As usual, swell-headed me was groggy with his compliments.  He began to
look such a comfortable older guy.  Of course he was a bit younger than my
own dad, but he emitted the same comfortable authority.

"Here's the mask.  I can fasten it behind your head and then with the bulb
you can press as much fun gas as you wish.  You have complete control."

In a moment the mask was in place.  It smelled like rubber, not unpleasant.
He then opened the valve on the portable tank and suddenly I began to feel
and smell the gas.

It reminded me of the time, at a party, that I smoked a menthol
cigarette the same cool air rush into my insides.

"How's it," asked my dear bear, his hand on my bare shoulder and his face
close.  I didn't answer but I felt myself smiling and nodding like a bobble
head.

He patted me on the head like a father and then, not like a father, he
touched my right nipple.  I took in a fast breath because the strange gesture
was so new to me and it seemed like that nipple had an electrical connection
to my dick.

"I knew you were a boy who liked to be petted.  Let's amp it up a bit."

He took two of his thumbs and passed them over both nipples in a fast light
motion.  My prick went up and hard and I squeezed the bulb harder.  My
deeper breathing and more delivery of the sweet air lifted me off the cement
floor on put me in orbit near the wooden ceiling of the locker.

The mad doctor studied my face and nodded, pleased with his work.  "Now
turn around slowly.  I want to study your hard boyish bun."

Dopey with gas and secretly proud of my tight ass, viewed by me with a
mirror often, I turned toward the rear wall.  I think...I know...I pushed it out
like a whore, as I put my hands on the bench and leaned over, exposing my
intimate backside.

"Oh my, it is even more lovely than I thought.  Let me feel it."

He lightly clutched at the cheeks and that made alll my consciousness go to
my ass.  I pushed back more and the crack between them must have
opened up.  I think, also, that my ass hole opened.

"My head is reeling, just like yours is.  Now squeeze that bulb three times,
hard while I check out that boyish pucker."

Sure, I do whatever I'm asked because I am feeling sexed up and compliant
and probably a natural bum boy.

He saw my thrusting backwards and he checked out the heavy squeezing of
the air bulb.  As I slipped away and sailed among the stars, he passed a
finger over my rear hole.

Crazy from the gas, I thought I heard him say, dentist-like,  open wider', as
he played with my ass hole  making my knees weak.  Next, even though I
was reeling, I heard, "Hmm, you have a cavity that needs filling.  He stuck a
wetted finger into that cavity and twisted it a few times.  "Shall I fill it?"

"Yesth," I said from inside the mask.

I wasn't sure what he'd do but my ass passage felt lonely and needed
attention and he was the only source nearby.

He took my jaw in his hand and turned it slightly towards himself.  "You're
telling me to put my cock inside, right?"

"Thure," I said, not knowing what he was talking about but was in favor of it
anyway.

"I better give you a tonguing first."

He lapped my wide open hole like a dog with a bone.  I liked it.  I loved it.  I
almost cried with happiness.  He sure had a long tongue as it unfurled and
made it's way into my steamy hole and pleasured it on all sides.

"Give me more, pleath!"

"Okay, here comes my flesh drill, it won't hurt a bit."

I recoiled as the blunt instrument opened my hole wider and then moved in
like a limo into a small parking space.  Then it backed out and in again.

I'm not sure if it was the man's cock or the increase in gas but I was sailing
and pushing back to get more.  He laughed, "You are a whore boy.  Enjoy it
all."

My own prick was vibrating and dripping as his big cock massaged my
innards.  I knew I was on the way to a big shoot.  Now he learned forward
and put his arms around my waist and began rabbit fucking me into almost
unconsciousness.

"Oh you hot boy.  I usually can fuck for hours but you are too much.  I'm
going to cum, I can't stop it."

I hardly heard, I was bucking and shooting all over the wooden bench top as
I felt my ass passage being pelted with his daddy cum.

I don't know how much time passed but the mask was off and doc was
smoking a cigarette outside in the aisle.  My ass was dripping and I took
advantage of using his nearby towel to stem it.

He poked his head in.  "Hey sweet stuff, I have to get dressed and get back
to my office."

"Okay, you don't have to get shitty about it.  I'm going to the showers."

It's a good thing that Wally was out on the beach and didn't see the fuck
session.  He was enough trouble to handle as it is.

I headed for the showers, feeling a got away with the stuff next door.  I
really thought so until the next day.


End of Chapter