Date: Sat, 14 Dec 2002 22:38:38 -0500
From: Shaver Boy <shaverboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: DOCTOR'S ORDERS (Chapter 10) (MMMM/t, M/t, exhib, mast, oral,anal)

NOTE: This is a work of fiction that depicts sexual situations between men
and teenagers. If that offends you or you are under 18 years old, don't read
on. And remember, it's a fantasy, guys. Keep it that way.

Comments are appreciated to shaverboy@yahoo.com

CHAPTER 10 - THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS (PART 3)

We went back to the beach for a while after my little escapade in the woods.
I'd stripped down again and run out to the ocean, this time by myself. I
swam out beyond the surf and floated around on my back, feeling the current
washing over my dick, my balls and my ass. It felt fantastic. I let my mind
wander back to Rufino's thick dick, and his cum, which I could still taste a
little of in my mouth. I almost felt the texture of his foreskin on my
tongue. I still felt the velvety touch of Lena's mouth on my dick and her
finger gently working into my ass.

I was so deep in daydreaming that it startled me when suddenly someone
splashed water in my face. I jerked around to see Ted and Uncle Frank,
grinning at me.

"If your dick were any harder you could attach a sail to it and head for
Bermuda," Uncle Frank joked.

I turned over and tried to touch the bottom, a little embarrassed by how
blatant I was being. On the other hand, the two of them hadn't exactly been
shy about jerking off while they watched me.

"Yeah, well, I guess I got a little carried away. But they asked me to join
them." As if it were all Rufino and Lena's fault.

Ted spoke up, "Hey kid, we're not criticizing. They were both hot. Did you
get a good feel of the tits on that babe? Bet she has a great puss too."

It occurred to me that I hadn't gotten a good feel of those tits. I hadn't
even tried. I had been too busy getting a load of Rufino's fat dick to pay
much attention to Lena's attributes. I mean, yeah, I'd noticed she was good
looking and all, but my priority had been getting a hold of Rufino's rod.
Now that I thought about that, it sort of bothered me. Here I'd had the
perfect opportunity to prove that I was straight and I blew it.

Ted seemed to sense that I was bothered. "Hey, he was pretty hot too. Nice
cock on that stud. Bet you liked having that in your mouth."

That didn't make me feel better. In fact, I felt even more upset.

"Um, I better head in." I started to swim away from them back toward shore.
The two of them followed. I walked back to our towels and lay down, my
elation over and now in this sort of confused funk. My dick was even almost
soft for the first time in hours.

Uncle Frank lay down next to me. "Hey, Doug, don't get all hung up. Whatever
you like, it's OK. And if you like dick more than pussy, that's OK. Maybe as
time goes on you'll find you like both. Maybe not. But just be you."

Well, that sort of laid it all out. I know he was trying to help. But this
was a lot to sort out. In my usual fashion, I decided to push the thoughts
to the back of my mind and think about it tomorrow.

"Yeah, I know. Thanks." I was sort of looking off into nowhere as I said
that, not quite knowing what to say. Then something occurred to me. I turned
to look at him.

"So does Aunt Jeanne know you like both?"

Uncle Frank was quiet for a moment. Then he looked me in the eye.

"That's a complicated thing to answer. Yes, she knows. She and I have had a
few three-ways and she knows I enjoy a guy as well as a woman. Actually, she
and Ted and Alice and I had a little get-together at their place a couple of
years ago. And Jeannie had some good times with Alice as well as me having
good times with Ted and all the rest of the combinations you can think of. I
think in the end she wasn't altogether comfortable about it and we never did
it again. But she never told me not to. Jeanne's pretty cool about things
all in all. She just doesn't like talking about stuff."

Well she still had my mom beat by a mile. My good Catholic mother would flip
her lid if she knew her younger sister was doing that sort of stuff. And her
head would spin right off her neck if she had any idea what I'd been up to.
How did she and Aunt Jeanne turn out so different? And then there was my
quiet conservative dad. I couldn't even imagine what he would think of all
this. Of course, I could always say, 'Well, you were the ones who thought
Dr. Owen was God's gift to medicine!'

I wondered what Dr. Owen would think of what I'd been doing lately. Probably
he'd love it. I wasn't so sure I was going to tell him. I wasn't too sure
about telling anybody about all this. But deep down I wanted to.

Oh, who was I kidding? He'd have me on the table, fingering my hole and
asking me questions and I'd spill the whole thing. And it would send me over
the edge just talking about it.

Thinking of Dr. Owen made me aware that I needed to see him for another
reason. Since being in the warm climate, my allergies had been acting up
again. I had started sneezing practically the moment we walked out of the
airport and had been sniffling all day today. Being in the ocean had sort of
cleared me out but I could feel my head clogging up again. So there was
going to be no avoiding going in for an allergy shot when I got home.

We lay out in the sun for a while longer. Ted came back over and he and
Uncle Frank talked while I lay there in a daze occasionally interrupted by
sneezing.

"Allergy problems?" Ted asked.

"Yeah," I sniffed, "I usually get shots for them but I've been a little off
of them during the winter."

"Well, I could give you your shot if I knew the right combination and
dosage. Who's your doctor?"

"Dr. Owen. Ogden Owen."

"You don't mean it! I knew him when I was an intern. He was my supervisor
for a year. Quite a guy."

"Yeah, he is." I doubted I meant it in the same sense that Ted did.

"Well let me call him and we'll get you fixed up." He reached in his bag and
pulled out a cell phone. He called information for my home town and found
Dr. Owen's number. Calling that and talking to the receptionist, he got a
hold of Dr. Owen.

"Hey, Og, this is Ted Goetz. . . . Yeah, long time. Listen, I'm here at the
beach with one of your patients, Doug Weston and his uncle. He's having an
allergy attack and I thought I could help him out. . . . Yeah, here in
Florida at Haulover Beach. . . . Yeah, he's having a good time. OK I'll
wait."

He turned to me. "He's pulling your file and will give me the right formula.
You and Frank can come over to my place and I'll get you fixed up."

Something about that made me nervous. But I did need the shot and I figured
it would be OK. I heard Ted talk to Dr. Owen and watched him jot down a
bunch of letters and numbers on a pad. I supposed that was the proportions
of anti-allergens he was supposed to give me. Then after talking a few more
minutes with the doctor, he held out the phone to me.

"Og wants to talk to you."

I took the phone. "Hi, Dr. Owen."

"So are you having a good vacation?"

"Yeah, real nice."

I bet you're enjoying Haulover. I know how you love to show off."

"Um, yeah, it's cool."

"So you're naked?"

I blushed. "Um, yeah."

"And I bet you have an erection right now, don't you?"

I turned redder. "Yeah."

"Have people been looking at your penis? I know how you like that."

"I guess." I wasn't up for telling him the whole story.

"Well, you have a good time. We'll talk when you get back. Just do whatever
Ted tell you to and you'll be fine. I've given him all the instructions."

My heart was thumping. What the hell were 'all the instructions'? How much
had he told Ted?

"OK, well I'll see you later." I had no idea what to say at that point so I
wanted to get off the phone.

"Alright, Doug. One more thing. You probably need to wipe the precum off
your penis before you put your trunks back on. Don't want to leave a stain
do you?"

I sat up. "What, how did you. . ."

He laughed. "Don't worry, Ted didn't say anything. I just know how you are.
Have a good time."

I heard the click as he hung up. Slightly dazed, I handed the phone back to
Ted.

Ted stuck the phone and his notepad back in his bag. "Og sounds good. I hadn
't talked to him in years. He says you're one of his favorite patients."

Well, I'm sure there weren't too many patients he gave the same special
attention to as I got. I nodded.

Finally, Uncle Frank sat up and said, "OK I think it's time to get going."

I nodded and we packed up our stuff. We put on our gym shorts and headed
back down the boardwalk to the shower room.

As we walked, Ted and Uncle Frank in front of me, I looked back at the
beach. It had been quite a day. I had walked around naked with a hard on for
the entire world to see, my uncle and I had jacked each other off in the
ocean, and a woman had sucked me off and fingered me while I did the same to
her boyfriend, with people watching no less! I had a feeling I was going to
remember this day for a while, a very long while.

We reached the shower room and walked in. It was a large octagonal room with
cinder block walls. There were a couple of shower stalls along one side near
the restroom but the concentration of about four shower heads were in the
middle of the room, atop a pole, facing out toward the walls. There were
benches along the outside walls. Uncle Frank led the way over to the bench
on the far wall and dropped his gym bag on it. Ted and I followed and
dropped our stuff beside his. My uncle immediately kicked off his sandals
and pulled off his shorts, standing naked in front of us. Ted did the same.
I hesitated as they walked toward the shower heads.

"Well, come on, Doug," Uncle Frank ordered. "I don't think you need to be
getting all shy on us now."

I figured he had a point. I pulled off my shorts and headed to the shower
heads, aware that my mostly hard dick was leading the way. Of course, Uncle
Frank and Ted weren't entirely soft either. I watched their dicks swaying in
front of them as they adjusted the faucets on the pole in the middle of the
room. They had taken the first and third positions. Any way I went I would
be between them. I took a deep breath and headed toward the second shower
head. The two of them were watching me and that just brought my dick to full
attention. I felt a tingle all over.

I wanted them watching me.

I loved that they were watching me.

I turned on the water and let it run all over me. I got some liquid soap
from the dispenser on the post and rubbed my hands down my chest and
stomach. I heard Ted approach behind me.

"Let me get your back." I felt his soapy hands touch my shoulders. Uncle
Frank turned toward me and stepped forward.

"And I'll get your chest."

I started to say I could do it but his hands were on my chest, rubbing my
nipples in a slow circular motion. I let my hands fall to my side and let
them wash me. I knew that my throbbing dick was leaking, the precum mixing
with the water that splashed around me. I felt Ted's hands move lower and
lower on my back.

"Now this is relaxing isn't it?" Uncle Frank said softly. "I can tell you're
enjoying it."

"Uh huh," I mumbled.

I heard a noise. I realized two other guys had walked in and were standing
over by the door, watching us. A wave of embarrassment went through me. But
I didn't move. It felt too good. And I knew deep down, I wanted them to
watch. They moved over to one of the benches and lay their stuff down, never
taking their eyes off the show in the middle of the room. I found myself,
without being conscious of it, turning as they moved, so that I was facing
them. Uncle Frank and Ted were now on either side of me, still washing me.

Uncle Frank leaned over and whispered to me. "Play with your dick if you
want. Show them what you can do."

I couldn't believe he was suggesting that, but I wanted to do it. I reached
down and gripped my dick, slowly beginning to stroke it. Uncle Frank and Ted
were each rubbing one of my nipples with one hand, occasionally tweaking the
hard nubs, while they massaged my butt with the other hand. The guys on at
the benches were getting undressed. I could see their dicks were hard as
they sat down and began stroking, watching intently the performance we were
giving,

"Take my dick in your hand, Doug," Ted murmured to me. I reached over and
ran my hand over his smooth crotch, feeling just the slightest hint of
stubble where he had shaved his pubes. I ran my finger along the silver
cockring at the base of his dick, fascinated by the feel over the cold metal
and his warm skin. The palm of my hand slid over the thick shaft of his
cock, and I rubbed my thumb over the head, feeling the slick ooze of precum
that coated it. I rubbed it around the head as my hand encircled his hard
pole. I heard Ted moan softly.

"Oh, yeah, that's good." I felt Ted's fingers slide into the crack of my
ass, working deeper, brushing up and down, and tickling my hole. Part of my
mind told me to clench my cheeks, but instead, I spread my legs slightly
allowing him easier access. As he did that, Uncle Frank moved his hand from
my ass around to cup my balls. I took my hand off my dick and reached over
and began playing with his. He moved his hand lightly up the underside of
mine, gripping it, then brushing it lightly with the goo that was by now
pouring out of my dick.

By this time, three other guys had come in, joining the others in watching
us. Some of them stroked their own dicks, others were reaching over and
helping each other as they took in the three of us in the middle of the
room.

Ted's index finger was now rubbing firmly around the pucker of my ass. My
knees were starting to tremble as I felt him begin to push slightly,
entering my hole. I moaned.

Ted smiled. "I thought you'd like that." He twisted his finger and pushed
deeper into me. At the same time he pinched my nipple and twisted it
lightly. I shook and groaned louder. I knew I wouldn't last long at this
rate.

The crowd seemed to know it too. I could see them picking up speed in their
jerking off. A couple of them stood up and walked toward us. One tall blonde
surfer-looking guy, still stroking himself reached out and started rubbing
my chest. Another guy, dark and stocky, started brushing his hand over my
buttcheek. As my knees practically buckled, I let out a loud "NGGGH, and a
geyser of cum spewed out of my dick, arcing out a good five feet before
splattering onto the floor. It was followed by at least four more. I thought
my heart was going to explode.

At almost the same moment I felt a hot splash of liquid against my butt. The
guy who had been fondling my butt blew his load on me. The surfer dude in
front of me wasn't for behind, blowing his load all over my stomach. Uncle
Frank was soon adding his own contribution, his thick jizz dripping down my
left side. And Ted followed not long after; giving me a matching load on my
right. Two of the other guys came forward as well, coating my chest and my
legs with their cum. I watched the last guy, as he finally came up to face
me. He took aim and deposited his load all over my still hard dick.

I felt Ted ease his finger out of my hole and Uncle Frank backed away too. I
stood shaking, covered in thick spooge, panting in exhaustion.

Uncle Frank quickly washed up and turned off the water at his shower. "Take
your time to finish up and get yourself together, kiddo." He walked over to
the bench as did the others. They were all still watching me.

I moved under the showerhead, using soap to try and wash all the cum off my
body. My heart was still pounding. My mind couldn't even begin to process
what had just happened. My whole body felt tingly as I ran my soapy hands
over it. As I started to soap up my dick and balls, I could feel another
surge of horniness coming over me as I realized they were all still watching
me. Without really thinking about it, I started to stroke. The mixture of
the other guy's cum, soap and a fresh supply of precum I was producing made
my dick slick and juicy. I faced them all, working my dick with one hand and
running my other hand over my chest, rubbing my slightly tender nipples. It
didn't take long before I blew another load, this one not quite as dramatic
as the last one on the shower floor. I closed my eyes, trying to regain my
composure. As I did, I heard someone start to applaud. I opened my eyes to
see it was Rufino, standing in the doorway. He was wearing a security guard
uniform and smiling at me. The others joined in clapping. I blushed and
turned off the water, heading quickly for my towel.

Rufino came over to me. "Nice show, perrito. Just be glad that I'm the one
watching things around here. You need to be careful." He turned around to
the rest of the group. "That goes for all of you, watch what you do. Not all
the guards are as understanding as I am." He ruffled my hair and winked at
me, then turned and left.

I felt a little light-headed. I sat down on the bench. The blood had drained
from my head and I felt like I was going to pass out. Uncle Frank, dressed
now, sat down next to me and put his arm around my shoulder.

"Just take deep breaths, kiddo, it'll be OK."

The others moved off now, some taking a quick shower first, others just
getting dressed and leaving. Ted and my uncle sat with me until I felt like
I'd pulled myself together. I slowly stood up and pulled on my shorts and
tee shirt. I slipped on my flip-flops and the three of us walked out in
silence.

When we got to the car, I got in while Uncle Frank talked briefly to Ted. He
got in and started the engine.

"Are you OK?"

I nodded. "Yeah, it's just been a pretty bizarre day. You gotta believe me,
I've never done anything like that before."

Uncle Frank put the car in gear and started heading out of the parking lot.
Ted was ahead of us in his car. Watching the road, he talked to me.

"I figured you hadn't. But I mean that wasn't the performance of a total
first timer back there.

"You mentioned something earlier about jacking off with somebody in the
woods. Was that the only thing?"

I was silent as I considered what to tell him. Should I tell him about Chip?
Or Dr. Owen and Rick and everything? I mean he'd already seen me being
pretty wild but it was just so weird to talk to my uncle about this.

"Um, well, I guess I've done a couple of things. . ."

"Give me a for instance."

"Look you won't tell anybody about this, will you?"

He chuckled. "Look, my behavior today wouldn't exactly win me Best Uncle in
the World status with your parents. Or Jeanne for that matter. So don't
worry, you keep my secrets and I'll keep yours."

"I've done it with a friend of mine." I described to him what Chip and I had
done Christmas night.

"I see. And how do you feel about all that?"

"I don't know. I mean, does that make me a fag or something?"

"Well, I'd steer away from that word if I were you. And no, not necessarily.
It may just be exploration. Curiosity. Just good old teenage horniness. Or
maybe you're gay. Or maybe you're bisexual. And if so, that's OK. The worst
thing is to bottle up what you feel."

"I don't really know how I feel."

"Well, you'll figure it out."

I thought a few moments. "One thing. I really got off on being naked out
there. And, well, the fact that people saw me and saw my . . ."

"Your hard dick? Well, yeah they sure got an eyeful of that. That turns you
on doesn't it? Having people watch you. That's why you were bare-assed out
in the woods wasn't it? You hoped somebody would see you."

"I didn't think of it like that. I just thought it would be fun to get naked
outdoors. But I guess it was sort of a rush to think that somebody might
come along."

"Have you shown off anywhere else?"

"Um, I guess sometimes I beat off in front of my window at home. Chip has
seen me a few times."

"And you like that." It wasn't a question.

I felt embarrassed. What kind of perv did he think I was? "I don't know. I
don't really think about it. But I just do it."

Uncle Frank looked over at me. "Anything else?"

I thought it over. It was now or never.

"I jack off for Dr. Owen."

Uncle Frank kept his eyes straight ahead. "Really," he said in an even tone,
"And how did that get started?"

I described my physical back in August and how I'd done it again when I came
in for allergy shots. Uncle Frank listened in silence. I didn't include the
fingering of my ass or the encounter with Rick. That was just more than I
could handle talking about.

Uncle Frank took a deep breath. "Doug, did you at any time feel like you
didn't want to do this? Did you feel like Owen was forcing you to do
anything?"

I thought about that. I mean I wasn't a total idiot. I had read about
pedophiles and guys who took advantage of young guys and everything. But I
never had felt that way about Dr. Owen. I didn't feel that way about Uncle
Frank either. I knew that I had done what I'd done because I wanted to.
Maybe it was wrong of them to let me do it. And maybe Dr. Owen had pushed me
a little, but I liked it. I wanted it. With a kid who didn't want it, it
would have been wrong. But with me . . .

"No, I never felt that. And that's part of what bothers me. I liked it." My
voice was shaking a little.

"Well, as long as you're OK with it then I guess it's not a problem. Just
always know that he has to respect your limits. Everybody does. Even me. Got
it?"

"Yeah, I know." Rick and Alex had said the same thing to me.

I was going to tell him about the time with Sean in the bathroom but I just
couldn't get myself started on that. And then we were pulling into Ted's
driveway. Ted was already there (my uncle's a great guy but God, does he
drive slow) and had opened the front door of the house. He came out and
leaned in the car window.

"Doug, why don't you go on in. Frank and I will run over to my office and I'
ll get the serum for your allergy shot. And we'll stop at the grocery and
get something for dinner."

I turned to Uncle Frank. "Aren't Mom and Dad and Aunt Jeanne and Cathy gonna
wonder where we are?"

"They were going to stay down in South Beach for dinner and see some of the
night life down there. I told Jeanne we'd go out for dinner somewhere. So
don't worry."

I got out of the car, grabbing my gym bag.

Ted got in. "Alice is up in Newark visiting her mother but my son's home
from college and should be home later. In the meantime, make yourself at
home. There are cokes in the fridge and the pool is out back. We'll be back
soon."

I nodded as they pulled out of the driveway and headed off. I turned and
walked into the house.

As I closed the front door and walked into the front hall, I shivered a
little from the sudden coolness of the air conditioning after being out in
the humid Florida heat all day. The house was quiet. I walked back and found
the kitchen. Through the sliding glass doors I could see the pool. The back
yard was surrounded by a privacy fence. I got a can of Coke out of the
refrigerator and slid open the door.

The water looked cool and inviting. I figured I had a little while before
Ted and my uncle got back. I kicked off my flip-flops and pulled my shirt
over my head. I thought for a moment and then pulled off my shorts. I
stretched, feeling wonderfully naked again and started to walk toward the
pool. I knelt down at the edge of the pool and felt the water. It felt
wonderfully refreshing. I was about to jump in when I heard a voice from
behind me.

"Well, hello there."

I turned around so quickly I lost my balance and fell backward into the
pool, Coke in hand. When I came to the surface, spitting and coughing there
was a guy looking down at me, crouching by the side of the pool.

He was blonde, very blonde, as if he spent a lot of time out in the sun. His
deep tan was consistent with that. His vivid blue eyes stared down at me
from a handsome but rugged looking face. He looked like he was in his late
teens. His body was stocky and really muscular. His chest was smooth, his
nipples big and meaty, his stomach rippled as he bent down toward me. He was
wearing a pair of white briefs. They were damp and the thin material did
little to hide the thick tube that snaked across the front. I could see the
flesh color through them and the outline of the big head pushing against the
thin cotton. His legs were beefy, smooth and muscled. He reached down to me
with a thick, muscular arm.

"Are you alright, dude?" he asked as I took his hand and he pulled me out of
the pool.

I stood facing him. I suddenly realized I was still holding his hand. I
pulled back a little, this time being careful not to fall back into the
pool. He was about three inches taller than I was. "Um, yeah, I just didn't
know there was anybody here."

"So you thought you'd do a little skinny dip."

I realized I was naked in front of this total stranger. I felt embarrassed.
"Yeah well like I say I didn't think anybody was around."

"I was dozing off in the lounge chair over there. You just didn't see me
from the kitchen. I'm Tommy Goetz. Who the fuck are you?"

I figured out that this was Ted's son. I could see the resemblance. "I'm
Doug Weston. Your dad invited me and my uncle over. They went to get the
stuff for my allergy shot."

Tommy looked me over. "Who's your uncle?"

"Frank Pollinetti. He's a friend of your dad's."

"Oh, yeah I know Frank. So where'd you hook up with Dad?"

I didn't know how much to tell him. "We were at the beach."

"Oh so you've been to the nudy beach. Have a good time?"

I guess he and his dad didn't hide that. "Yeah, it was pretty cool. Do you
go there too?"

"Yeah, I've been going for years. Dad took me there when I was about 14 or
so. He asked me to go today but I had other stuff to do. Bet you got all
horned up seeing all that dick and puss parading around. Was this your first
time?"

"Yeah. Kind of different but I liked it."

"Kewl. Hey, I'm sorry I scared you, dude. Let me get you another Coke. I'll
be right back and we can talk."

He turned and walked into the house. I watched his broad back and tight
round butt as he walked. I shook my head and tried to pull myself together.
This guy seemed like the total jock type. I didn't think he'd appreciate me
checking out his body in the way I was. I walked back to where I'd left my
shorts and pulled them on. My dick had started filling out again while I was
talking to Tommy. I went over and sat on one of the lounge chairs. I closed
my eyes for a few seconds and took some deep breaths.

"Here ya go, dude."

I opened my eyes to see Tommy standing over me, holding out a can of Coke.
He had a beer for himself in his other hand. I noticed something else. He
was now naked. His thick dick hung down from a mostly smooth crotch over a
large set of hairless balls. He had a small square patch of blonde stubble
above his dick. And although he had something of a tan line, it was obvious
that like his father, he spent at least some of his time in the sun nude.

He noticed me checking him out. "Hey, I thought since you were naked I might
as well be too. I mean, that's how I usually hang out here. I just had the
shorts on because the gardener was here earlier and he's sort of weird about
people being bareassed. Some fucking born-again bullshit of his. So Mom has
decreed that we have to wear something when Jose is around. I thought the
jockeys would do. So lose the shorts, dude. Get comfortable. Get naked.
Hell, get a fucking boner if you feel like it." He flopped down on the
lounge chair next to me, his legs on either side, and scratched his big low
hanging balls.

He noticed me again watching. "Yeah, I just trimmed up again this morning.
The ladies like a smooth ball bag you know. They hate getting hair in their
mouths. And trimming the hedge makes the old rod look bigger, don't you
think?" He grabbed his dick and squeezed it for emphasis.

"Yeah, I guess it does." Not wanting to seem out of it (and, alright,
because I really wanted to anyway) I shucked my gym shorts and tossed them
on the ground. My dick was well on the way to being fully hard. Tommy
glanced at it, seeming totally unconcerned.

"Nice dick dude. So tell me about yourself."

I told him about where I was from, that I was here on vacation with my
family, the usual blah, blah, blah. He told me he was in college at Florida
State on a baseball scholarship majoring in biology with a goal of ending up
in sports medicine, that he loved to surf, that he had a girlfriend he was
ready to dump except she put out like a vending machine, and that he was
enjoying chilling out on Christmas break.

"Got a leaker, don't you dude?"

I realized that my dick was oozing all over my stomach while we talked.
"Sorry." I cocked my leg up to hide the slimy spot on my belly.

"No problem, dude. I got a leaky one too." He took his now-hard, fat,
seven-and-a-half incher in his hand and squeezed it again. A pearl of clear
liquid glistened on the tip before drooling down the shaft of his dick.

Suddenly he stood up, his dick waving in front of him. "Hey, come inside
dude, let me show you what I got for Christmas."

I followed him back into the house and down the dark cool hallway to his
room. There were suitcases with clothes tossed in them on the floor. The
double bed was unmade with the blankets pulled back. Tommy moved to the
dresser and pointed to what he wanted to show me. It was a video camera on a
tripod.

"Just too fucking cool, huh? Mom and Dad got me the cam and I went out
yesterday and got the tripod. Dad used to love to come to all my games when
I was in high school and now that I'm away he can't. So he wants me to tape
'em. And I've been doing some surfing competitions so he thought I could
catch that too."

"Yeah, it's great."

"Hey, dude, let me show you what I taped this morning."

He turned on the TV that was sitting on the dresser. The camera was hooked
up to it. He punched a button on the camera and the screen lit up.

It was Tommy lying on the bed. He was naked and stroking his dick. He had
his legs spread wide apart and with his free hand he was rubbing his balls.
I watched intently as his hand moved from his balls back to his asscrack. He
traced a finger up and down the deep crack, pausing to massage his hole.

"Pretty fucking hot, huh?"

My mouth was dry. I nodded, never taking my eyes off the picture on the
screen. Precum was now drooling out of my dick as it spasmed in front of me.
Without even thinking I took hold of it and started slowly stroking.

"Yeah, I know it's a little twisted and all but I always wondered what it
would be like to see myself beat off. I ended up blowing two more loads just
watching this."

"I bet," I said hoarsely.

On the tape, Tommy was pushing his finger into his ass, slowly working his
hole as he continued working his rock-hard cock. It wasn't long before a jet
of jizz flew out and landed on his stomach. I could see him twitching and
arching his back as more shots hit his chest. He finally fell back on the
bed, panting, slowly pulling his finger out of his hole and then raiding it
to his mouth to lick it.

By now, I was practically shaking, I was so turned on.

"Hey, dude, you want to try it? See yourself get off on TV? I mean you look
like you're fucking ready to spew anyway. Check this out and see what you
think"

Actually, Tommy was pretty turned on too. He had been working his dick while
he watched his TV performance and the head was red and wet. His dick bent up
toward his stomach, jerking with excitement every few seconds.

"I don't know. . ." I really wanted to but still it seemed a little weird.

"Oh come on, dude. Just try it. Get on the bed there and I'll put in a new
tape."

Oh what the hell, I thought. With everything else I'd done that day, why
not? I went over and lay down on the bed, propping the pillows up under my
head. I lay there, slowly working the precum all over my slick dick as Tommy
stuck another tape in the cam. He pushed the Record button and suddenly,
there I was on the TV.

It was so strange to be watching myself, seeing the soles of my feet in the
foreground, my legs spread apart, my hand stroking my dick. I had jacked off
in the mirror before but this was different. I stared at the image on the
screen.

Tommy was enjoying the show. He was still working his cock with one hand as
he aimed the camera with the other and worked the zoom to pull in closer on
my crotch.

"Dude, that is fucking awesome. Spread your legs a little more. Yeah, that's
it. Play with your fucking nuts. Damn, dude, you look hot."

I did. I looked really hot. At least to me I did, and apparently to Tommy
too. I was really getting into this. If it weren't for the fact that I'd
already cum several times that day, I would have been shooting in no time.
As it was, I was glad I had time to enjoy it.

"Hey, dude, don't get weirded out or anything but, how'd you like to blow
me?"

I pulled my eyes away from the screen and stared at him. "Huh?"

"Come on, dude, I'll lick yours too. I really want to see how that looks on
tape. I mean, the way you were looking at my rod, I figured you were game
for it. But if you don't get into it, that's cool. Personally I don't care
who blows me. I gotta tell you, I prefer fucking chicks but dudes give the
best head."

I was trembling a little, but I was also staring at that thick dick of his.
I nodded.

He came over and knelt on the bed, checking the TV to see that we were both
in frame. He still had his hand on his dick. Now he released it and it
hovered over my face. "Come on and suck it."

I pushed myself up on my elbow and reached up to take his dick in my hand .I
could smell him: the sweat, the hint of chlorine from the pool, that
indescribable masculine smell. I opened my mouth and slid my lips over the
wide helmet-like head. I cupped his heavy nuts in my hand and started
working up and down on his pole.

"Oh, fuck, dude, that is so fucking good! Yeah, do it. Blow me."

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see myself on the screen, sucking Tommy
's thick boner. That just made me hotter. I studied the image of his dick
thrusting in and out of my mouth.

Tommy knew what I was watching. He had his eye on the screen too. "Shit,
dude, that is just too fucking hot. I'm watching you fucking blow me. Hey,
lie back. We'll 69."

I had no idea what that meant. I lay back on the pillow and he threw his leg
over my head, straddling me, facing toward my feet. I took his dick in my
mouth again and he leaned forward. I felt him take my dick in his hand and
pull it up, squeezing and massaging it as he did. Precum was pouring out
now.

"Fuck, you are a leaky one. Even more than me." I suddenly felt the cool
wetness of his tongue tracing its way around the head of my dick. Then he
opened his mouth and went down on it. I could feel him clamp his lips around
it and really apply suction. Tommy obviously knew a thing or two about
sucking dick. It felt fantastic. I moaned around the fat cock in my mouth.

After a minute or two of the best blowjob I ever had, he pulled off for a
second and looked back up at me. "Like that don't you? My roommate at
Florida State taught me that move. See I told you guys give the best head."

"Mmm hmm," I mumbled in agreement as I kept working on him. I tried to
duplicate what he'd just done.

"Fuckin' A, dude! You learn fast. That feels fucking awesome." He went back
to work on my dick, running his tongue down the shaft. He reached down and
grabbed my legs, pulling them up and spreading them wide. His face was
between them and he was licking my balls now. His dick was driving deeper
into my mouth now. He worked his hips up and down, and it was all I could do
not to choke on it as it kept hitting my throat. He pulled my legs up
further so that now my butt was up in the air and ran his tongue down my
balls and behind them to that place between my balls and my ass. I wanted to
scream. Nothing had ever felt so good. I was moaning loudly now.

"Yeah, I thought you'd get off on getting your taint licked."

There must have been a puzzled look in my eyes.

"Your taint. T'ain't your balls and t'ain't your ass. That little fucking
space in between. Always drives me over the fucking edge when somebody
tongues that on me. Looks like it does the same for you. Let me show you
something else you'll fucking love."

He pulled my legs further apart and leaned in again. This time I felt his
tongue on my hole. He flicked it back and forth and then pushed it against
it, massaging it. All the time his dick was still working my mouth. I was on
fire. He had his hands on my asscheeks now, pulling them open. His tongue
worked my hole, relaxing it, getting it wet and soft. He pulled back and
rubbed a finger against it. I groaned. He must have taken that as a positive
sign because he started slowly working his finger into me. At the same time,
he went back to licking my balls and my "taint". Drool from my dick was
dripping steadily onto my stomach and chest. His plunges into my mouth
became more powerful. I felt him work a second finger into me and slowly
twist them around.

"Hey, dude," he whispered, "Let me do you."

I knew what he wanted. My heart was pounding. I'd been thinking about it
since that encounter with Sean in the restroom. Now I was too turned on to
say no.

I nodded.

He pulled his dick out of my mouth and leaned over to get something out of
the nightstand. It was a tube of something. He moved around and knelt behind
me. My legs were up on his shoulders and my ass rested in his lap. I could
feel his dick rubbing against the small of my back. I was shaking a little.

"Be careful." I said quietly, as he squeezed stuff out of the tube onto his
finger.

He looked down at me. "You've never done this, have you?"

I shook my head. "I've been fingered before but I never . . ."

He smiled at me. "Hey it's cool. I'll take it slow. You'll love it."

His finger touched my hole again. The stuff on it was a little cold and I
shivered as he started rubbing it around my pucker. It was oily and as he
rubbed I felt myself relaxing. For some reason I trusted him. I felt my self
relaxing. His finger sunk into me, slowly twisting around and massaging me.
The second finger went in almost as easy. He knew I was as ready as I was
going to be.

He moved around behind me and, taking his dick in his hand, slapped it
against my ass a couple of times. He pulled his fingers out of me and
started sliding his dick up and down my crack.

"Just relax dude. I won't hurt you," he said softly.

I felt his blunt cockhead push at my hole. I tensed up a little in fear. He
seemed to know what I was feeling and took my dick in his hand and started
to gently stroke it. The sensation in my dick was just enough to take my
mind off what was happening back there and his head started spreading my
hole.

"Oh yeah, dude, let it in. Take my dick in you."

The head was in me. It felt huge. I grunted, feeling a little pain but very
hot too.

"You OK?"

I gritted my teeth and nodded. He pushed a little more. About two inches of
his dick sank into me. I gasped. He stopped and continued stroking my dick.
He leaned forward, pushing my legs up over my head as he did. His face was
right over mine.

"You can't believe how fucking hot you feel, dude. Thanks for letting me be
the first."

He leaned forward a little more and kissed me. He took his hand off my dick
and placed both hands on either side of my face. Without even thinking, I
opened my mouth and his tongue entered it. We kissed hard and as we did, two
more inches of his dick sank into my hole. I could feel my insides
stretching, opening up to him. It didn't exactly hurt. It felt sort of
uncomfortable and full but at the same time so hot and exciting.

Tommy's dick was inside me.

Slowly he started working it in and out. It sort of pulled a little at first
but then it started sliding more.

Our tongues were still dancing with each other. He was working his hips more
and more. With each plunge in he was getting a little deeper into me. He was
rubbing my prostate. Thanks to Dr. Owen, I knew exactly what that was. I
felt a twinge in my dick. I moaned around his tongue. I was hotter than I'd
ever been in my life.

Tommy pulled back and looked at me smiling. "Fuck, dude, you are too much.
You're getting fucked, dude. I'm fucking your ass. This is the sweetest hole
I ever felt. You love it, don't you? You love the feel of my big pole in
you. Turning you on, isn't it?"

I was almost crying now. Not in pain but in excitement. I could feel my
balls drawing up. I knew I was going to cum. Without even touching my dick,
I shot a load all over myself. It hit the two of us on the chin as we
kissed. It splattered my chest and dribbled down my sides. It shot
everywhere. I can't even describe to you the sound I was making. I guess now
I would call it primal. At the time it was just a wail of joy and pain and
horny ecstasy.

Tommy wasn't too far behind he started plunging in and out of me, jarring me
with his hips slamming into my butt. I could tell from the increasing speed
and volume of his grunts that he was close. He was going to shoot inside me.
I wanted him to. And then I felt it. Somewhere inside my ass I felt the heat
of his cum. He let out a sharp grunt and slammed into me. And then again and
again. Spent, he fell forward on me. His dick was still inside me. Both of
us were coated with sweat. We lay there, our chests heaving against each
other.

Tommy finally spoke. "Well, dude, you've been boned. How'd you like it?"

I looked up at him. "It was OK."

He pushed up off of me and stared at me. I started to smile. He started to
laugh and then we both were laughing.

"You're a horny little asshole."

"You're the first to know."

"Well, your first fuck has been captured for all eternity on videotape."

Shit. I'd forgotten. I looked up at the screen. I saw Tommy lying on top of
me. I could see his dick still inside me.

A voice came from the door. "That is a tape worth saving."

I looked around. There were Ted and Uncle Frank, standing there, smiling. I
wondered how much they'd seen.

"I guess you've met my son. Tommy," Ted said with a grin.

Uncle Frank added, "And he has apparently met you."

Ted started walking into the room. "So before you get your allergy shot, I
think I need to give you a thorough examination. Don't you, Frank?"

Uncle Frank followed him in. "Yes, and I better check that tape. I mean, I'm
his uncle and I am responsible."

I could see that there were two big bulges in two pair of shorts heading
toward me. I looked up at Tommy. He winked at me.

I had a feeling the adventures of this day weren't over yet.

TO BE CONTINUED. . .

Copyright 2002 by Shaver Boy

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