Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2001 03:50:45 EDT From: Kevroc54321@aol.com Subject: The Education Of Joshua, Part 11 The Education Of Joshua Part 11 This story may contain ficticious encounters between an adult male and a male minor. If you do not want to read this type of material, or if the laws or statutes of your area do not allow this type of material, leave this story/site now. If you do wish to read this type of material, read on. -------- Ah, Josh. I cannot say how my life would have gone had I not known this young lad, but I can most assuredly guess that I would not have had as many laughs, as many good times, nor as many adventures. I remember one early summer, perhaps June or July, when Josh was coming up on 14 years old. He had been a regular visitor to my humble home for perhaps three years or so and was a mainstay for movies, pizza, and sleepovers. I don't know what his family thought particularly of our laughter, friendship, or outtings, but it would be my guess that at the very least they could observe no negative effects so they left well enough alone. Josh at this age was a site to behold: he typically had his blonde hair cut shorter, but could "spike" it if he wanted; his eyes were about the sparkliest blue that I have ever seen; his frame was lanky and slender, but he was fairly atheletic; he had the widest and brightest smile of any, and when he had the smile full-on, his eyes twinkled their absolute best. As can sometimes happen in life, one of Josh's dad's close relatives passed on, and the family was preparing to go for a four -day trip to observe the funeral, etc. It was a day trip there by car, and they were going to spend a day there after the funeral. Josh didn't do well at funerals, and had actually fainted at one a couple years earlier and so he was adamantly pleading with his mom to let him not have to go. His dad understood, but dictated back that he needed to support his family and their relatives and show up and be there for the others. In the end, no one wanted to have to confront a fainting boy at a hot funeral where mourning the dead was the etiquette, and so his mom approached me to ask if he could spend a Friday thru Monday with me. I said of course I'd love to, let me call into work to see if I could have those days off. Lucky me! I explained the situation as it really was, and had no problem getting the days off. I went into work the next day and did the official paperwork, and the 4-day vacation with Josh was a reality! Yahoo! I phoned Josh's mom from my work letting her know all was officially a go, and she thanked me, but warned that I needed to keep Josh in line. Josh didn't jump and skip around and parade his joy at being able to stay home, at least until he got to my house! He let himself be a but morose u-n-t-i-l he got into the front door, and then did a big pantomined "YAHOO!" and ran and jumped up and gave me a big hug. "Now what do you suppose," he started "that we will find to do with ourselves for four days? Hmmmmm," and he broke into laughter. "Well, sexy boy, we can't do just THAT or else our little dickies will fall off." Josh broke into fits of laughing. "Well, speak for yourself, I happen to have a big dickie," he returned. "Well," I said, "bigger some times than at others........." He cracked up. "Bigger than yours!" he challenged. "Not!" I teased. "Is so!" he retorted. "Ok ok, I give up. You win," I conceded. "Anyway, I am sure we can find some cool movies, good beaches, hot tubs, bowling, pizza, and perhaps a little fooling around to keep up busy." "Hot tubs?" he asked. "Yeah, hot tubs. You've never been to a hot tub place?" "Uh-uh, never. What are they?" "Well, there is this one place that has hot tubs, and you rent them for like a half-hour or an hour. They have saunas, showers, wood benches, a hot tub, and a VCR in each room." "Wow! Totally cool! Can we go, for real? Did you mean it?" Josh ed. Of course, we ended up going. And Josh learning instantly that it was a great deal more real doing it than talking about it. He learned that dropping your clothes meant dropping your inhibitions, and your right to that amount of privacy. People could see your most private body parts. Look at them, talk about them, stare at them, whatever. But, he also learned that 95% of the people at a nude beach are there to be nude, not go look at nudes, and so Josh felt awkwardly out of place. It took probably an hour before he adjusted to just walking around and sorta almost forgetting he had no clothes. We finally layed down and caught some sun, watched the waves, watched some people swim, and even hit the water ourselves. We were sunning and drying off when a boy about Josh's age walked by. He turned as he passed and smiled and said "hi", and Josh gave a weak "hi" back and waved sorta automatically. Josh realized that his waving may mean something different here than elsewhere, and cut his wave short, but was careful to not put the hand down to fast so as to look awkward out of place. The whole thing was a learning experience that put Josh in a quiet mood afterwards. He wasn't bummed, just quiet and a bit introspective. I thought it was cool. "So," I said as I drove back home, "what did you think?" He chuckled, "It wasn't at ALL like what I thought." "Well, at first what did you think it was going to be like?" I asked. "Um, well, sorta like I could sorta be cool and I guess cute and show off myself a little and see other cute guys and just sorta watch everyone watch everyone else and it would be ok like that for everyone." "Hmmm. Cool. And what did it turn out like?" "Real different. I mean, it was kinda obvious everyone looked at everyone else, but it wasn't like a big sex thing or anything. It was like people just enjoyed being there with no clothes, for no other purpose." I smiled. "Cool, Joshy, cool." He smiled too. "Thanks, Michael, it was way different but I liked it anyway," and Josh put his head on my arm. "You're welcome, babe." Insights gained by your young friend are priceless beyond words, and this one instance with Joshy was no exception. Back home we were both ready to eat, and of course our pizza delivery guy was there on time for his tip. As it turned out "Terminator 2" was on TV, and so we opted to watch that. We like the SciFi, the action, and Edward Furlong! By the time the movie was over it was nearing 9:30p. "Hmmm, my watch says...." Joshy eyed his watch very carefully, "that is it shower time with Michael. What does your watch say?" "Hmmm, my watch says...." I imitated back, "something entirely different." Josh looked puzzled. "My watch says...." I continued, "that it is shower time with Joshy." His mouth dropped open that he had been taken so completely in the battle of wits. "Why you...........!" and he charged after me. I, of course, had anticipated the pursuit and was already on my way to the bedroom to hide. Showering with Josh was always wonderful. He was a great back scrubber, and could give just about the most sensuous body soaping that you can imagine. It always gave me the hardest of hard-ons when he gave me a purposeful sensual body soaping. I would almost believe for a moment that he did that intentionally. No! Not Josh! He dried me off as tenderly as he could, giving me specific kisses which I will let your mind imagine, and then led me to the bedroom, shutting the light off as we entered. As I entered the bed, I heard a little bit of shuffling and arranging, but Josh was in bed quicker than I had time to think about it. I was on my back, and Josh climbed on top of me, his hard boy-member rubbing against mine as we so loved to do. He humped me so slowly, quietly, and hugged my shoulders as he did. He then kissed my chest, and stomach, and the head of my penis, and then sat onto my thighs. Another little bit of shuffling, and then my penis was being stoked with lubricated hands, up and down, God! not to quickly, but just enough to make you want to gnaw the wood of your bed headboard. He then elevated himself and scooted up to almost sit on my stomach, and then rubbed my cockhead up and down the length of his buttcrack. I threw my head back and grabbed the sheets. "Josh, UGH!" He just smiled, and continued to tantilize me, rubbing my harder-than-iron stiffie up and down the full length of his crack. He then began to let my stiff member poke against his anus, which was somehow already magically lubricated, warm, and ready. He continued letting himself up and down, directly onto my dick and letting the lubrication take over as his bodyweight lent itself to the task at hand. I could feel my penis tip enter and exit his hole, and the muscle there relax as he pushed himself down onto me. Finally, he pushed a final time and gasped slightly and I entered fully, and he sat down onto my hips with my penis fully inside of him. He just smiled. "How's that feel, Michael?" he grinned, slowly rising and lowering himself. "You ARE the best, Joshy. AND I will have to return this favor........" but I could say no more. Josh was hot, his boy-cock pulsing each time he lowered himself onto me and my penis rubbed his inner walls. He would be lucky to last as long as I was going to, which wasn't going to be long, at all. "Oh, Michael," he groaned. "I know, Joshy, I know. Go for it. It's OK." Josh raised and lowered himself as fast as he could, and he grunted and came, and with his power contractions I came also, slamming my cock to the base inside of him, arching my back to somehow try to go deeper. His airborne seed catapulted up and landed on his chest and mine, and when we were done he wiped our chests off, his butt and my dick off, and he lay back down on top of me. Our breathing slowed a bit, and he raised his head up and spoke. "Michael, it's hard to believe that much could feel better than that. It feels so good that it's you inside me, and you being inside me felt SO good." "You should've been on this end. No pun intended," I joked. "If we reversed it, you'd have the best of both worlds." "Later dude, I can hardly even move," he said dreamily. "No kidding, me too." We fell asleep just like that. I woke up to Josh bringing me breakfast in bed. Geeze! I'd only had that maybe twice in my whole life! Breakfast in bed! Wow! Josh did a pretty good job with the eggs, and we had toast and OJ. He apologized for not making coffee, but he said he couldn't do everything at once. I laughed. It was pretty funny, but I told him this was great. We ate and chatted a little, mostly about his playing soccer and baseball, he couldn't decide which one he liked to play the most. He always surprised me with some of his observations. He said he knew he was not beefy enough to play soccer well and not get killed, but he just liked the excitement of the game. With baseball, he knew he needed to hit better, but he could catch well and in his opinion that was probably more valuable than just hitting. After some light chores Josh came back over to my house and asked what I wanted to do for the day. "Well, I think we have an appointment at the hot tubs for about 2pm. Is that ok?" "Sure! I almost forgot about that! Cool! So, what do you want to do until then?" Josh asked. "Aw, maybe just hang around, maybe throw some horseshoes, shoot some hoops, eat lunch, then head out to the tubs," I replied. "Hey, that sounds good. Let's throw some horseshoes first, ok?" Josh was pretty good at this. "Yup, sounds good," I said, and off we went. Due to Josh's size/strength, I let him shoot from about 2/3's the distance, which seemed to be a fair estimation of his ability and strength. He nearly trounced me on several games. It was darned close! We had a great time, with Josh improving all along the way. The longer we played, the better he got. Hoops were a different story. Josh was an excellent shot, shorter person or not. In playing "HORSE" with him it was an even split every time. If we played 6 games, he'd win 3. Heck, it was almost fun being beaten! When you try your hardest and someone still beats you, the good sport can appreciate the better man. Josh, in this instance, was it. He was so unassumingly proud! Totally cool. I fixed us cold cut sandwiches and sodas, and we packed our towels and swimsuits and were off to the tubs place. Another adventure! And another first for Joshy. He explored the whole place. We took a short shower in our room while the sauna heated up, and hit the sauna for about 10-15 minutes and built up a good sweat. Josh loved it, and we gave each other a good rubdown in the sauna. Josh gave SUCH good backrubs. He was surprisingly strong for such a slender guy. Stiffie's, anyone? We couldn't help ourselves. We had full Boingers the whole time. Josh found the water jets in the hot tub particularly "stimulating". He got a good boinger going, and was out for a little rest on the bench. He was nearly dozing, but still had a raging hard-on. I instantly put Payback Plan B to work. I stroked his cock, and he moaned and groaned ever so slightly. I lubed his tense dick up, and my butt as well. I kissed his nipples, his stomach, his lower stomach, inner thighs, and the underside of his dick. I then lubed him up some more, stoking up and down ever so slowly. "Oh, my........" he groaned. He was heating up pretty quickly, even though I was going pretty slowly. I took his dick and ran up it up and down my buttcrack, and let it centralize into my butthole. Josh arched his back to meet up with the task. I lowered myself onto him, slowly, fully, until he was in all the way. I pumped up and down, and Josh had my hips and was thrusting up to meet my butt, trying to speed himself to orgasm. I slowed him down, and put his hands onto my dick. He pumped me like it was his own nearly orgasming dick. Well, it was close! It was my nearly orgasming dick! I pumped several more times, and Joshy tensed and rammed himself all the way in, arching his back to drive in for a full ejaculation. Again, his action caused my dick (which was being pumped as furiously as possible without causing skin damage) to erupt at nearly the same time as he did. We both groaned at the same time, his sperm ejected deep into me, and mine onto our chests and his neck. "If that's the best of both worlds, I don't want any other world," Josh echoed from our previous night's conversation. "Oh, I don't know, Joshy. What would happen if" and I was sponging off his penis with a washrag and soap, then rinsing "I sorta cleaned you off, and then..." I kissed his nipples again, stomach, lower stomach, inner thighs, nuzzled his balls with my nose "and then" engulfed his penis into my mouth. "Oh, Michael. Oh no. I.......ugh.......can't........oh! OH! OOOHHHH!" and with the last orgasm still vibrating in his body, Josh spurted several more respectable volleys of his sweet boycream into my mouth. He grasped my head with both hands, and again plunged himself as deeply as he could for the ejaculation. "What........was........that.......for?" he gasped. "Just for you, babe. Just for you," I replied, and kissed his forehead and then went off to shower. I came out a few moments later and he was fast asleep on his back on the bench. With ever so slight of a smile on his face. Cool, Joshy, cool. ***************************************************************************** Story can be commented on to jediplight@aol.com.