Date: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 00:45:24 +0100
From: ing_ j <ing_j@hotmail.de>
Subject: Curious Teen Series: Tête-à-tête with Ahmed chapter 4

Curious teen series, Chapter 4.

--- Tête-à-tête with Ahmed ---

WARNING! This is a fictional story involving sexual relations between two
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Josh, high school freshman - 15 y.o.

Paul, pre-service biology teacher - 21 y.o.

Ahmed, friend & fellow swimmer of Paul - 23 y.o.

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In the previous chapter, Paul took Josh to an adult training swim pool for
practice. After 45 minutes of intense practice, during which time Paul got
to feel around the boy's muscular body, Josh ended up in the shower staying
on his knees in front of his young teacher and solving the knot on his swim
trunks, with the outline of a large thick cock under his nose.  After that,
Josh had a hot experience of a young Arab guy changing his clothes next to
him, revealing his heavy cut cock to the boy. While the guy was watching
for something in his locker, his member was rubbing against Josh's cheek
and - after a while and some extra adjusting on Josh's part - against his
lips, driving him crazy and almost making him shot a load.

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As time went by, Paul's interest and affection for his hot student Josh
grew day by day. He became almost addicted to the tapes with the boy that
he made, and was very impatient to see more of him live. On the one hand,
he was though quite disappointed that Josh didn't appear in the school gym
after classes any longer. On the other hand, he knew that the teen was
hooked now, open to and eager for more erotic encounters. And Josh indeed
was! He discovered how much he liked the scent and the taste of his own
sperm and was getting better and better at self-sucking. And when his neck
was too sore for that, he just ate his spunk up, licking it from the palm
and sucking every single finger clean. He knew, however, how much he wanted
to taste another man's or boy's cum. Now that he had two new young male
characters in his schoolboy's life, he couldn't think much of anything or
anybody else, having the wildest - so he thought - fantasies in which both
of them were involved.

Maybe Paul would take one time more to this great training pool, and maybe
there would be Ahmed again. Josh would naturally take the lock box
underneath the Ahmed's; and if the guy really doesn't realize much of
what's happening around him, maybe Josh could take a risk and carefully
take another taste of his thick and large manhood? He couldn't get rid of
the idea of getting a man cock in his hungry mouth, of savoring it, running
his boy tongue around its head and making it grow inside his
mouth. However, he fell somehow different compared with the other boys in
his class. He wasn't really interested in getting friends from among them;
he was so proud and happy to be a friend of his young teacher, to have seen
him naked, even to have got him aroused back in the pool shower. Contrary
from what one would expect from him in this situation, his grades were
still very good. These changes in his life spurred him and inspired to
learn and to be better. Especially in the biology class. Pity that he had
it only once a week, he thought.

It was almost a week after their swimming pool session, when Josh met Paul
again on the school stairs during a break. The student teacher seemed glad
to encounter the boy and asked him to stop by in his office after
classes. Josh knew there was something new awaiting him in the next future,
he could feel it in the air, see it in his teacher's cute smile. Last time
he wanted to talk to him after classes, he took him to this great pool
where Josh had hell of an experience. So, as soon as his last lesson was
over, Josh literally ran to the office of his sick biology teacher, whose
place was now taken by Paul for a while. As he was standing in the doorway,
his cheeks reddened, his forehead slightly covered with sweat, breathless
with running, his eyes glaring in joyful anticipation, he found his teacher
sitting at the desk and packing his things.

"Ohh Josh, hey buddy! I'm glad you're here, thank you for coming," he gave
his teenage student a smile. "Come on in, sit down. Wow, have you been
running? Are you in a hurry or something?"

"It's my pleasure," Josh said, and he actually meant it. "Ehmm, well, I'm
not really in hurry. I just..." he didn't know what to say more.

"Well, alright, calm down. I've got a question, or rather a request for
you, and you are probably going to like it."

Oh yes, Paul thought to himself, the boy will be loving his next portion of
teasing. If only everything would run according to his plan!

"Probably," Josh answered. "This was the case when you asked me about the
pool a week ago. I really loved it there!" a beaming smile flitted across
his face.

"Oh really, you did?" Paul asked, although he knew exactly how much the
teen loved his Arab pal getting changed in front of him. "Then listen up,
buddy! This is very important: how you maybe could already guess, I have my
swimming session tomorrow again. But the thing is that I have my sister
with her boyfriend visiting me, and I've arranged to meet them tomorrow for
a dinner, then we'd go to the movies, and then maybe to some bar. The usual
program. But I've already paid four times 45 minutes and I'd really hate to
waste my money, bud! I know you liked it there, so maybe you would like to
go there instead of me, you certainly need it more. And I'm sure you can
make good use of it after all, huh? Would you like to help me out?"

Josh didn't have to think it over, not a second. He almost jumped in his
chair as he said:

"I'd love to!"

"That's it; I knew you wouldn't let me down. All right then, I'll bring you
there after the dinner and before the movie starts; otherwise they wouldn't
let you in alone. You still remember that it starts around eight, don't
you? Be prepared at half!" his smile almost made the teen melt in his
chair. "Ok, don't let me keep you; now I have to finish my paper work here
anyway. See you in my class tomorrow, Josh!"

"It's me who has to thank you, Paul! You know I don't have such a great
chance to practice elsewhere... Ehh ok, see you tomorrow!"

As he stepped out of his student teacher's office, he could leap for
joy. He was going to have a whole pool at his disposal for almost an hour!
What excited him much more was the idea of possibly meeting Ahmed again,
this time without anybody else watching them, so it seemed.

Back in the biology teacher's office, Paul was rubbing his by now hard cock
through his pants. He got hard just from looking at the cute and sexy teen,
and the memories of the things Paul had captured in the videos of him
pleasing himself made it even harder. Everything was going as planned, just
fine. Actually, nothing could get wrong anymore, Paul thought, because the
twink was hooked now. He just had to arrange things and guide him in the
right direction.  Just as tonight again.

*****

"How was the dinner?" Josh asked as he was belting up in Paul's car the
next day.

His teacher looked even sexier than in the school, wearing nice black suit
pants - pretty tight, as it seemed, - white shirt which underlined his
toned body, with the top button open, and a casually tied black narrow tie.

"It went fine, I guess. I haven't seen my sister for a year now, and she
has a new boyfriend, so it is quite nice meeting them. We're going to the
cinema in half an hour, so I better hurry up."

As he said so, he struck the wheel with his palm, because the traffic light
changed to red and he had to stop. They were chatting about nothing special
on their way to the pool: what Paul's sister is doing, where she lives now,
why they don't see each other often, if she came to visit him or had some
other important issue to settle.

"Alright," Paul said to the boy, as he held the barcode of his member card
against the reader, "please be careful! After all I bear responsibility for
you. But there should be also Ahmed, this guy you met here last week, so
you're not alone in a way. He'll take you home then. Ok, I'm afraid I have
to move on. Have fun, buddy!"

Wow, Josh thought to himself, Ahmed was going to be here, so he was right!
Josh shivered with excitement. He looked at the wall clock in the entrance
room: almost quarter to eight, he still had time. As he approached the
changing room, he thought he heard some undefinable sounds coming from its
inside. He strained his ears and tried to be as silent as possible. It was
a kind of smacking noise, being drowned out by... gasps, that were soon
after replaced by moderately loud moans! Now Josh recognized the sounds, he
knew them very well. There was no doubt.

The boy leaned with his cheek against the cool wall near the entrance to
the room. Only now he realized how hot he was. He tried to get his heavy
breathing under control, so as not to be noticed, and carefully, only with
one eye, sneaked a peek inside. Overwhelmed with the first impression of
the sight, he turned back his head and closed his eyes. But already in the
next second, he risked another peek. It was certainly the most unbelievable
show he has ever seen in his life until now. It was Ahmed, lying on the
bench beside the lockers, facing the shower room, which was opposite
direction from where Josh stood - fortunately for the boy.

His clothes were messily scattered around the floor, and he was lying there
completely naked with his legs wide spread to both sides of the bench. The
guy had more than enough self- confidence, Josh thought as he moved his
head and peeked out little more from his hiding place to access a better
view. Once again, he admired this massive cock, which he has seen only flat
until now. He was amazed by its size already then, a week ago, but now it
seemed to be a real giant in the teen's eyes. It was certainly about nine
inches, not less, and maybe a bit less than two inches thick. What a piece!
The boy was now mesmerized watching the man's shaft being worked. It was
lubed with lots of precum, that's where these smacking sounds came from! A
juicy sound. Josh licked his lips and rearranged the bulge in his tight
jeans, which was meanwhile aching inside. He could clearly hear Ahmed's
balls bouncing up and down, but couldn't see them, since the youth lay
turned away from him. His panting was getting louder; and every time his
palm was sliding against the head of his cock, he gave a horny groan.

Ahmed was picking up his tempo now, his hand sliding up and down the whole
shaft from top to bottom, massaging the head with his thumb when he got
there. Josh's cock was poking in his pants begging for release. He would
love to open the zipper and pull the jeans down to his knees, to stroke his
rigid teenage cock in unison with this incredibly hot hunk in front of him.
But he could tell that Ahmed was really close by now, so, not wanting to
risk, he decided to just jump at the chance and enjoy the show. There he
was, standing in the doorway with his mouth agape, not daring to move and
fumbling the aching erection in his pants. Ahmed's toned body was covered
with sweat, reflecting the overhead lighting; he flexed with his abs with
every single stroke he made.

"Fuck, yeah!" he moaned. "Oh shit... Ehm... yeah!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his briefs from the floor and
wrapped it around the head of his cock. He let out a long deep moan of
pleasure, his lower body quivering as he obviously shot load after load
into his briefs. Ahmed exhaled loudly and was still breathing very hard, as
he moved to sit up. Josh got into panic and took a step back and aside,
disappearing behind the locker room wall again. He listened carefully,
trying to figure out what was going on inside. As he heard barefoot steps
fading away and the shower being turned on, he knew he was completely
safe. He stepped out of his hideout and went inside, his cock still
pressing inside his jeans. He looked down at it. Gosh, he thought. There
was a wide, wet spot, and its location left not a single chance for mistake
as to its source. He quickly unzipped his pants and took them off, giving a
few strokes to his cock, which was happy to get more freedom.

Then he saw it. Ahmed's briefs, folded together, lying on the bench where
the guy was pleasing himself only a moment ago. Josh's mind was spinning
and his heart racing. He made sure that the water in the shower room was
still running, came closer to the bench and squatted in front of it. He
slightly unfolded them. The white, thick globes of man seed came into view,
its incomparable scent reached his nostrils. Josh stretched his hand, stuck
his index finger into it and put it into his mouth. He savored the fluid on
his tongue for some time and wanted now only one: more of it. He couldn't
control himself any longer. The boy grabbed the briefs and brought them up
to his face. He stuck out his tongue and sank it in the sea of a real
hunk's jizz. He didn't want this moment to end; he wanted to enjoy it as
long as he could.  He wanted more, he thought he was becoming addicted to
it, and he didn't feel any guilt or shame. He was now eagerly eating it up,
his face deep inside Ahmed's briefs, his chin, lips and nose covered with
the fresh man juice. He ate every single drop of it and gulped it all down
his willing throat. He was getting only hungrier for more.

At this very point, the teen began shooting his own spunk. As his left hand
has been inside his underpants, he had now another handful of hot fresh
juice, which he keenly slurped down without hesitation, mixing it with the
traces of Ahmed's sperm in his boy mouth. His head was pounding, his legs
shivering from the uncomfortable position he was in. He was finally coming
to his senses as he heard the water in the shower room being turned off. He
sat down on the bench and began unpacking his things. He knew he had to use
the locker beneath the Ahmed's, since it seemed to be the only one without
a lock on it. This was too much for Josh - and the evening has just
started!

"Hey dude," he heard the familiar husky voice. "What's up?"

It was Ahmed, who came out of the shower room, with water drops dripping
from his hot body, and with a confident grin on his face. He was not
wearing his trunks.

"H-h-hi," was all the boy could say, his cheeks still blushed after the
incredible action he just had.

"Paul asked me to come earlier tonight and to kinda watch after you," the
guy said and scratched his pubic hair as he approached his locker, and thus
Josh. "Fortunately I still could swap my time with the guys who usually
come after Paul and before me. So if you don't mind, we'd have some nice
swimming together tonight." with that he gave Josh a wink.

"Sounds like fun," the boy said and looked up to Ahmed from his sitting
position, attempting an artificial smile.

The young man's cock was now swinging not far from Josh's face. Ahmed
looked at him and grinned at him widely again. His next phrase made the boy
almost cry out in agony.

"What the hell!.. Shit, man, I can't find my trunks. That's what you get
when something unplanned happens." He looked straight in his eyes. "Do you
mind me swimming around like that? I just took the shower,
so...Everything's neat and tidy down there." He shook his flaccid member in
front of the boy's face and smiled.

"I guess it's all right," Josh squeezed out. "I don't mind at all." He
turned his head away a bit, although he'd love to turn it the other
direction, facing this beautiful cut cock.

Most of all he would like to fall through the floor on the very spot, or
run out and go home, or anything else. But dabbling in water with this
naked personification of sex appeal for another 45 minutes was too much for
the teen.

"You can go in," Josh said, "I'll just take a quick shower and come after
you."

When he came into the swim pool hall a few minutes later, he discovered
Ahmed front crawling with a speed he had only seen during championships
before. Josh admired the guy's buoyancy: his arms, legs and head working
perfectly synchronized, his whole body curving absolutely naturally, as if
he was born in the water. Josh was warming up, standing on the pool stairs,
as he watched the guy reach the pool edge, flip over, leaving bubbling
water behind him, and head in his direction.

"Hey sport, come on in, don't' lose your time!" Ahmed shouted out.

The boy stepped in; the water was nicely cooling down the heat of his
body. He inhaled deeply and jumped into the waving water, did a few strokes
and went underwater. As he came up to gasp for some air, the Arab guy was
laughing loudly.

"Wow, man, that was quite good for starters. Nice breaststroke! But I think
you get puffed too fast, what'd ya say? And you'd have to work on your
underwater strokes." He came closer to the teen.

"Thanks! Yeah, I'll be fine in a while; it's just in the
beginning. Actually, Paul instructed me a little bit on the breathing
techniques last week."

"Oh yeah? Would you like some advice this time, too?"

"That'd be great, Ahmed," the boy said watching at the guy's big cock float
between them. "I could certainly use it." He grinned at Ahmed.

"Ooops sorry dude, I didn't even ask your name. I mean, Paul certainly said
it to me, but...  Josh, wasn't it?"

Josh nodded.

"All right, Josh, nice to meet you," he clapped the boy on the
shoulder. "Great then, let's just do some laps, to get your heart pumping
and blood flowing. And then, when you've become comfortable in the water,
let me know and we'll do some exercises."

Ahmed sounded like a professional to Josh. Only now did he realize that he
didn't know who the guy really was. Of course, he could easily be a
swimming coach. Oh, how he would like to have a swimming coach like this!

"Oh-oh-oh!" Ahmed yelled making the boy stop and put his swim goggles on
the forehead.  "That's not quite the flip turn you wanna do, dude."

Josh came closer.

"If you want to do it fast and nice, you have to prepare yourself well in
advance. And then you go like this," the guy curved the palm of his hand
illustrating what a flip turn should look like, then swam a few steps away,
took a run-up and did one himself. "Now's your turn, sport!"

Josh did a few steps aside and, following the example set by his hot
instructor, swam back towards the edge of the pool, trying to repeat the
turn as it was shown to him seconds ago.

"Watch you head, watch your head," Ahmed shouted. "Yeah, that's
better. Come on here, dude. Let's say I'm the pool wall now."

Josh looked up surprised at him. But the guy continued:

"You are going to try to do that flip turn of yours, but in a bit slower
motion. Remember, I'm the wall. Take a run-up, approach me, then do the
turn in front of me, and don't swim away.  And please, try not to hit me
with your legs, ok?"

Josh nodded. This guy sounded like a real coach to him. He felt like he
would do whatever Ahmed would say to him. He swam a few steps back, took a
deep breath and proceeded toward the guy. He could clearly see his huge
cock freely waving inches ahead of him, as it came closer and closer. Then
he flipped, came up and stopped. By that, he was poured a bit more forward
by the water pressure, so that he unwillingly touched the top of the cock
with his fingers.

"Oh sorry," he said, looking up at the guy.

"What, my little friend got in a way a bit?" he smiled at the boy. "Never
mind, dude, I could barely feel anything. Anyway, you were better this
time. Now do it a couple of times more, and then the whole distance. Come
on!"

Josh repeated the action several times, doing the turn a bit further away
before approaching Ahmed now. When he was doing his last flip turn, he
couldn't see Ahmed take a few steps forward in his direction in the very
last moment. So when he came up, the water pushed him again towards Ahmed,
and he literally bumped with his nose into the snake of the flaccid
cock. As he had to gasp for air, he opened his mouth and a part of it slid
into his warm mouth.  All this happened within fractions of a second, and
he immediately backed off. What was going to happen now? What was Ahmed
about to say, what did he think of him now? He looked puzzled at the guy in
front of him.

"I'm... I'm... I just couldn't control myself in the last moment, I'm
terribly sorry, I..."

But the Arab guy was smiling broadly.

"Hey dude, relax! Nothing happened. Of course, you have to learn to
perfectly control your body in the water, but, I mean, forget it. It
actually felt nice, I must say. Too bad it was so short." He looked at the
terrified teen in front of him. "Hey, it was a joke, relax, dude! Now, do
the whole distance as I watch you".

Ahmed swam away and made himself comfortable at the tiled wide pool stairs,
watching the boy do his best for him in the water. He has jacked off forty
minutes ago, but now it felt like the tense was building up again.

Forget it... How could Josh now forget that he just had this guy's cock
head in his mouth for the second time already?! The fact that he obviously
didn't mind, that he played it down, - his easy-going style at all - made
the boy eager for more. After two complete laps, he swam towards the pool
stairs looking at Ahmed. There he was half-lying, half-sitting, leaning
backwards on his elbows, his legs wide spread, half of his cock freely
swaying on the water.

"Wow, that was a nice session. And I must say you did very well, dude! Nice
job!" he reclined a head for a while, allowing the boy to stare at the cock
only a couple of steps away from him.

"Yeah," Josh said, "it was really intense, too. Thank you for helping me
with your advices.  Are you a coach or something?"

"You're welcome anytime, little sport. You are amazing in the water; I was
maybe too strict with you. But it will pay off in the future. And nope, I'm
not a coach, but you were thinking in the right direction. I study to
become a sports physician, so if you need some help, feel free to talk to
me any time! Your technique is quite promising, and I'm sure we'll get to
hear of you in the news some day."

"Thanks," the boy blushed. "I'm trying to do my best. Ehmm, some other
thing I was wondering about." He looked at Ahmed waiting for reaction.

"Yes?"

"Your tattoo," he nodded, pointing at the guy's lower abs. "What does it
say?"

"Oh my old good ink," he smiled at the boy. "Come on closer, dude, take a
better look."

Josh hesitated for a moment, but what was he going to lose? He approached
Ahmed and kneeled down between his spread legs.

"I definitely can not read it, even that close," he laughed out loud. "Now
tell me."

"All right. Well, it's in Arabic and it says something like 'seize the
day', you've heard of that one before? It's like you have to seize the
moment, not to lose a possibility, to seize the chance, just grab it when
it's under your nose."

Josh choked nervously. He leered at the massive cock waving in front of his
very face. Grab it when it's under his nose? Oh how Josh would love to do
that!

"Hmm, it's a nice one. Profound!" he exclaimed and looked back up to Ahmed
who broadly grinned at him.

Josh couldn't stand it any longer; he turned his head and looked at the
wall clock.

"Hey, Ahmed, shouldn't we move on now?"

"Oh yeah, you're right. It feels so good sitting here after a nice
swimming," he leaned with one hand against the stair and moved to stand up.

Josh stayed a bit longer in his kneeling position and watched the cock rise
with Ahmed, drops of water dripping down at his face. He stood up.

"Hey, have you been in the steam room here before? It's so nice after the
cool water. And damn healthy also!"

"No I haven't, is there one?" Josh asked and immediately realized how
stupid his question was. "Just haven't seen it, where is it?"

"Come after me, dude." Both stepped out of the water. "There're even two of
them: a smaller and a bigger one. But the bigger one is only on during the
day, when it's used publically. In the evenings, it's the smaller one that
is heated."

Ahmed opened the glass door, and immediately thick clouds of steam came
from inside.  "Come in quickly; don't let the steam get out." He closed the
door behind them.

It was damp inside and warmer than average, not really hot though. The
vision was a bit blurred, however, it wasn't difficult to figure out what
it was like from inside. There were walls out of light brown wood, dark
tiled floor and three levels of wide wooden angled benches. Ahmed went
straight to the middle, where the benches formed a corner, and sat down
with a loud moan of pleasure. He was on the middle bench now, his one leg
put down on the lower bench, the other one bent on the bench he was sitting
on, his head and both arms leant back on the upper bench.

"Sooooo nice," he groaned softly.

He raised his head and looked at Josh who was sitting at the lower bench
near the exit.

"Hey dude, that's definitely no-good to sit down there, where all the steam
is just passing off you. You have to let it do its job, it should relax
you, ease your muscles. Come on up here!  Here in the middle, that's the
best."

"If you say so," the teen stood up and raised one level higher next to
Ahmed.

"Yeah, I know what I'm saying, sport. Just close your eyes and relax," and
while saying that, he tipped back his head and closed his eyes himself.

They didn't speak for a while. Ahmed seemed absolutely relaxed now, leant
back motionless; one might have thought he was asleep. Josh didn't want to
close his eyes that were glued to the youth's cock hanging down between his
spread legs. The heat was way too much for him.

"Ahmed," he said and looked at him.

No response.

"It's too hot for me." Again, no reaction. "I'm gonna sit down here," he
slipped down and was sitting now right underneath the naked guy, between
his legs.

Ahmed still didn't move. Now, Josh had the best position ever to study the
member of this hunk thoroughly. It was really huge and seemed even somewhat
bigger now, hanging down, resting on his fair-sized hairless balls. Its
shaft was absolutely smooth, crowned with nicely trimmed pubes that spread
the familiar musky manly scent. He moved his head a bit further towards
Ahmed's crotch and inhaled deeply, but soundless. This smell was
unbelievable and had a direct impact on his teenage body. He closed his
eyes, his mouth dropped slightly open, he first bit, then licked his full
lips, and felt his nipples get harder and his teenage cock grow and harden
rapidly. He remembered how the top of this thick helmet head of Ahmed's
cock found its way twice into his eager mouth. Now he would love to wrap
his wet lips around it and take it whole, play around it with his tongue,
slurp every drop of precum oozing from the slit. The memories of how
incredibly good it felt when he sucked himself off, left no doubt, that the
guy would certainly love him do it.

The room was filled with the smell of their sweat, of Ahmed's spicy, very
masculine fragrance, and the scent of his crotch. Josh's fantasies went on
and on, when he was taken aback by a sudden movement in front of him. He
opened his eyes and slid aside. Ahmed, with his head still leant back,
reached his hand down to scratch his pubes. However - to Josh's big
surprise - when he was finished, he didn't take the hand away. He glided it
further down and slowly began feeling around his balls, and then the shaft
of his cock, which was getting bigger. He exhaled loudly. Did he forget
that he was inside here, too, Josh thought to himself.  Or was he well
aware of it and still continued to work on it despite that?

Josh remembered their talk about seizing the moment. Fuck, he thought, if
this guy couldn't care less about being naked and jerking off in front of
him, then why should he? His own cock was rock hard by now; it was covered
with the moisture of the steam room, with the sweat and the precum pouring
out of it. He tried not to move, as he didn't want Ahmed to stop the show,
but his throbbing erection was just begging for being touched. He carefully
slid his hand down to his crotch and gave it a few slow squeezes. But he
wanted to concentrate more on this adult, almost nine inches long cock near
him. He watched the guy working his hand up and down the shaft, - for the
second time tonight! Greasing it with the clear juice oozing out of its big
purple head. How he wanted to taste it, to drink up every drop of it, as he
did with Ahmed's sperm about an hour ago. Did Ahmed notice that his
trousers were suddenly clean again? It didn't matter now. How he wanted to
grasp this big and thick piece of man meat!  But he decided to still not
take any action, just watch.

Ahmed was moaning louder, and the whole scene was completely different now
from Josh had witnessed it back in the locker room, when he was watching
him from the entrance. The moves of Ahmed's hand became faster; his other
hand was caressing his big round balls, certainly full with another several
loads. How Josh would love to suck them empty! He was gazing at the hard
hot rod of the Arab guy in front of him and just couldn't look away. His
face moved automatically towards it, and he could smell even better the big
balls that were bouncing before him. Suddenly, loud lustful moans filled
the steam room as Ahmed spurted burst after burst of his still very thick
white juice. Josh opened his mouth and tried to catch one after another
five, six, seven globes of the desired nectar. And he didn't need to work
hard for that, since Ahmed was holding his exploding cock with its head
looking Josh's way, so that all of it flew in the direction he needed. The
young man's juice landed on Josh's face, in his hair, on his chest. He was
eagerly licking his wet full lips, wiped the sperm from all over his boy
body with his finger and put it inside his hot mouth. He was looking
straight at the guy and wondering somehow at the back of his mind, what
would happen if Ahmed opened his eyes right now. However, both of them were
overwhelmed with the sensation, and the boy had no fear. As he was eagerly
eating the youth's sperm, he shot load after load after load on the towel
he was sitting on, letting out a silent moan. When he opened his eyes, he
was shocked to realize that Ahmed was looking down at him - and smiling
widely!

"Wow, man, that was a nice load," he said in a deep husky voice, which to
Josh appeared even manlier now.

The teen stayed silent.

"What, there's nothing to be shamed about. Things happen, that's the magic
work of the steam in this room. You know, I just broke up with my
girlfriend last week, so I was kinda desperate to get off, you know. We're
among boys here after all. Hey, by the way, little dude, I hope I didn't
hit you, right?"

"Erghh," Josh mumbled, "it all flew on the towel. Don't worry, I would
scream out and let you know immediately!" He laughed and grimaced.

Oh yeah, the boy thought, he would scream, that's for sure. But scream for
more fresh juice from that huge tool.

"All right then," Ahmed said. "Maaaaaan, did THAT feel great! OK, let's
head for the showers soon, it's certainly getting late. And I still have to
drive you home."

*****

"I hope you liked it, dude," Ahmed said driving the boy home in his
sportster.

"Are you joking? I loved it last time, and this time even more! It's a very
nice facility! I think I'm done for tonight, though."

"Sure you are, and so am I! It was a nice relaxation at the end, don't you
think? Quite intense also," he winked at the boy. "You don't have to tell
Paul all about it."

Josh chuckled at that: "I certainly wouldn't."

"Although," the Arab guy continued, "it's absolutely normal for a young
developing man.  You know, when I was your age - and it's not such a long
time ago at all, - we used to jerk off together with other boys. A couple
of times with Paul also - we were both already older by then, - but not so
much these days any longer."

Josh didn't know what to say, he was just nodding. Since his family had to
move pretty often, he didn't have any long-time friends, so he discovered
his first sexual joys all by himself. But now things seemed to change
rapidly. Just during the last two weeks, he has faced so many new hot
experiences that were hardly bearable for his young teenage mind and
body. But he wanted more, he would do anything now in order to try out more
new things, to bring his body to new, unknown limits, to expose himself to
the precious sexual knowledge he was lusting for so long.

"Here, the next block, left," he said to Ahmed. "Hope to see you soon!
Thank you for tonight!"

"Thank Paul for the chance he gave you. If not his sister..."

"I certainly will!" Josh smiled from ear to ear. "See you!"

*****

"Man!" Ahmed shouted into his hands-free set on his way home, wild with
excitement.  "You... are... not... going... to believe it!" He said putting
emphasis on each word. "This kid is really a treasure! He ate up each of
the two loads I have spurted tonight. Just in one a half hours, can you
imagine?"

Some cheery comments followed at the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, right, man! He is horny as hell, and fucking hot, too! He doesn't
need much encouragement any more, but still a little bit more teasing. Poor
boy! Will you talk to him about my suggestion? ... Great! OK, I just
arrived home. Talk to you later, bye!"

He hung up, and a notification popped up: Call ended with Paul.

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