Date: Wed, 22 May 2002 05:12:26 -0700
From: doug <dhargrea@shaw.ca>
Subject: The Lovely Stranger Ch.2

I was on the Gymnastics team, which I enjoyed and rather excelled in. There
were only two other boys in the class the rest were girls. Being as all the
boys showered together in the lockers rooms, I had a good opportunity to
examine my team mates for prospective friendship and activities. None of
them measured up to what I was looking for. They had flat butts and didn't
seem interested in anything but the sports.

There was no one else whom I was associated with who I would consider
wanting to become close friends. It semed hopeless until one day I spotted
this beautifully built kid. I think he must have been new in the school as
I had never seen him before. He looked to be a year younger than me. I
checked around and discovered he was thirteen and in grade 9. Clever little
donkey as he was an "A" student, and had the most beautifull buns I had
ever set eyes on. I decided that this was a challenge. One way or another I
was going to meet Greg Clarkson, and get to know him . He drove me nuts and
I was truly developing a fixation for the kid. I remember purposefully
bumping into him in the hallway and discovered he was not only a neat kid
but very polite. He excused himself saying it was his fault. He helped me
pick up my papers, and I observed his hind end, as he bent to help.

"Sorry about that. I should have been more careful', he aplogized

"What's you're name ?" I asked .

"I'm Greg Clarkson and who are you?"

"I'm Gerry. I'm pleased to meet you Greg. Are you on any of the sports
teams?" I asked trying to be friendly. He replied that he was on the
baseball team.

"With the build like you have you should be trying out for Gym. We have
vacancies for male members as most of our team are girls. He gave me a
sideways glance as I mentioned girls. I wondered if I could take that as
some kind of sign. I wanted to make friends with Greg so badly I was
desperate.

"Honest Greg why don't you come in and watch . We have a practice after
school?" I tried to convince him. {praying he would take step number
two.)Wanting to make frends with me.

"That sounds great Gerry, would it be okay if I watched?" he asked politely
.

Sure you can watch from the bleachers beside the bars, "I replied. "We have
our practice in the small gym right after school."

Greg was sitting in the bleachers reserved for coaches and other staff,
right up close to the bars and rings. I was working out on the rings when I
spotted him. I had been watching for him, but at the moment was too busy to
acknowledge his presence. When I did catch his eye, it was obvious he had
been watching me as he instantly waved back. I was really trying to impress
him by putting on a real show and even the coach said I was working better
than I had ever done. Hmmmm I had definitely been motivated.

When we were done and the other kids had left, I asked Greg if he would
like to try the Bars. He nodded excitedly as we walked to take up a
position under the low bar. I instructed him as to what he was to do and I
grabbed him around the waste and hoisted him up to reach the bar.. He took
hold and started swinging back and forth. He was actually quite good for
his first time. We then went to the rings. Greg and I were getting along
famously, but I still had no idea, not even an instinct of what he was
about. I sure wanted to believe he was going to be going my way.

The rings were a little higher and he was a little shorter than me. I had
an opportunity to hoist him up again by supporting his bum square in the
center of my hand. If I had moved my finger I would have been in his
hole. I nearly died I was so turned on. Greg never seemed to mind my
helping hand ---and fingers. We finished and I invited him to the locker
room while I changed. We could have a pop or something as we walked
home. It turned out he lived in the exact opposite direction to me, but I
decided it would be worth the extra walk to get to study my client better.

I showered and Greg sat watching as I soaped all over. I wanted to see if I
could get a reaction out of him.I was sure getting a reaction from me .Then
it happened.

" Could I have a shower too Gerry?" he asked. He was already starting to
peel off his clothes.

"Sure why not, the others have gone and no one else is coming," I assured
him. He had an even more exquisite body when he was naked than when he was
dressed. He showered in the stall beside me and I couldn't help myself as I
developed a huge erection. I tried to hide it by turning my back to Greg
but he was laughing and announced that I had nothing to brag about as he
turned and he too had an erection. I decided to not push too far although I
think I could have, especially when he asked if I wanted my back
soaped. Good grief. Greg took my bar of soap and lathered my back all the
way down to my tail bone. I was slowly going insane. He handed me the bar
of soap to wash him. I decided I might try a gentle and subtle approach by
washing a little lower and perhaps make a slip and touch his dork. His
throbbing pounding 4 " Dork.

"Boy that feels good .I like it when I get my back soaped," he exclaimed as
I slowly worked down his butt and a little into his crack. He was slowly
going wild as well. BINGO I had struck gold. I was sure about my new
friend, but decided to play it cool as Mr Cook had suggested. I remember
his words about serious consequences if you got the wrong person. I was
sure I had not. Greg was the right person, so much so that he even
purposefully dropped his bar of soap as I was washing his crack. It opened
wide as he bent down to retrieve the soap and I just happened to wash all
the way to his balls and back again pausing only briefly at his little
hole. He never resisted only breathed hard and moaned quietly, about how
good it felt.

"I'm sorry Greg I didn't mean to do that," I apologized half heartedly.

"That's okay Gerry you're forgiven. I liked it," he laughed. We rinsed off
and I gave him one of my towels to dry with. We got our pop from the
machine and walked out and down the street.

"Gerry do you suppose I could watch you work out again. That was really
great and you are very good. Maybe I could try out for the team?" he
suggested.

"Would you really like to come back again?" I questioned.

"Oh yeah. I especially liked our shower. I am now squeaky clean," he
laughed

I walked Greg to his home then as was about to leave I asked him what he
did for hobbies for past times. Like what did he do after school. He told
me he practiced his pitching and a couple of his friends came over to pitch
to him. "Kinda dull," he said.

The next day I was walking down the hall when this time it was Greg who
bumped into me. I actually hadn't seen him, although I had been looking for
him hard enough. He surprised me. I know now he had been looking for me.

"My turn to apologize," I said laughing. I helped pick up his things and I
noticed it was his turn to give me the once over. We had already seen all
there was to see in the shower yesterday.

Days went by and Greg and I were getting to be good friends although our
opportunities to shower after the Gym classes were often curtailed by the
presence of the coach and a few boys from other visiting schools. Greg was
accepted on to the team and he started a pretty heavy series of training
with his being assigned to me as his coach. I'd sure like to coach Greg
that's for sure.

There was now only one week until Mr Cook returned and I sure missed him
. I wondered what he would say when he met Greg. I was going to make
certain they met.

One day Greg was not in school so after classes I walked to his house. I
was informed by his sister, that Greg had had a touch of the flu and was
upstairs in bed resting. She suggested I could go up and see him if I
wasn't afraid of getting the bug.

" I assure you I never catch anything," I told her. She showed me the
stairway to Greg's room. He was laying in bed reading a book on
Gymnastics. He seemed really taken with his new sport.

"Hi. How you feeling Greg. I wondered where you were when you didn't show
up at class, Thought I'd just take a walk over to check if you were okay,"
I said.

"That was nice of you Gerry. That's a long way for you to walk, especially
when you l.ive in the opposite direction from me." He laughed.

" How did you know that?" I asked surprised at his statement.

" I wanted to know where you lived and even went over to try and see you
but I never did," he blushed.

" I wanted to get to know you better. I think we get along well don't you?"
he said sincerely.

"What's wrong with you anyway?" I asked looking around his neatly decorated
and equipped room.

"I woke up pretending I had a stomach ache and of course my mother made me
stay home. She always makes me stay home when I don't feel well. She has
this thing about looking after our health." he chuckled

"What do you mean what sort of thing, and why were you pretending?" I
asked, getting a little excited as I thought of what I would do for his
ache.

"You'll only laugh when I tell you," he blushed again

"I won't laugh. What's to laugh about?" I asked.

"Well I get an enema. Mother flushes out my bowels with soapy water," he
explained blushing even more so. "I was feeling really horney and I wanted
one badly . Know what? I was thinking about you. I like them," he said

Oh Boy. Here is my lucky day and my lucky boy. I knew I must be safe
now. Here was a lead if ever I needed one. I decide to play ignorant.

" What is an enema?" I asked.

" My Mother sticks a hose into my bum and lets hot soapy water flow into my
butt until I can't hold any more, then I sit on the toilet and get rid of
it all.

"I'll bet you think that's wierd huh?" he laughed.

"Doesn't sound like much of a deal to me, but I'll bet you hate it huh? " I
asked

" Not really. In fact I do like it. Makes you feel super all over. Don't
tell anyone, but I sometimes do it to myself," he explained blushing
again." I have a cousin who I do it to whenever I can. He likes it too."

"You must really like it Greg." I said getting an immediate erection. Greg
too was nursing a swollen dork under his sheet.

"You ever had one Gerry ?" He asked

" Well I can't remember but maybe I did once," I played ignorant.

"It feels great and it's good for your body too. My mother said we should
have one at least once or twice a month. I have always had them, You would
probably like it to

Gerry . It's a great help when I get horney," Greg stated.

Oh Lord I could hardly contain myself I was almost dying. Then mother of
mothers stepped in and we heard his mother yell up the stairs that she and
his sister were going shopping and would be gone for an hour or two. She
told him to rest, and that I could stay as long as I wanted to.

The minute the car drove away Greg was out of bed and ushering me into his
bathroom. On the back of the door was the water bottle and the lovely long
thick hose.

" There it is Gerry, I'd sure like to make you feel good. How about I show
you how it works. I promise you'll like it," he encouraged me. Little did
he know I was beside myself and it took no encouragement at all.

" Take your clothes off like in our showers and I'll get this stuff
ready. You're going to love it," Greg was all bouncing about in his
enthusiasm for what he was going to do to my bum.

I undressed and stood waiting for instructions. The full bottle was again
placed on the hook on the door, and Greg instructed me to get down on my
hands and knees "as though I had never been that way before. " Oh Lordy Mr
Cook look what we have found," I thought. He greased the end of the nozzle
then played it up and down my crack pausing every now and again at my
anus. He'd push it in a bit then around in clircles. I was going out of my
mind.

Finally he stuck the nozzle up my butt and started the flow of water. He
stopped it whenever I asked, and slowly I took the whole two quarts. Greg
looked at me kinda funny. "Cool Huh ?"

"Gerry I know you have had enemas before. You were just kidding me weren't
you.? You wanted me to give you one didn't you?" he laughed smacking my
butt. "You like them as much as I do don't you Gerry?"

"Okay now it's my turn he said ,"and I gave him a two quart fill. Both of
us were really turned on.

Let's just lay on the bed naked for a little while and cool off, or should
we have a shower first?" he asked

I wanted the shower so we both stepped in and, of course commenced to
lather each other everywhere. I knew we were both coming close to climaxing
and suddenly Greg stepped out and started to dry himself and then me.

" Gerry come on the bed. I have something else to show you," he said as he
went to his cupboard and brought our an electric vibrator which he
immediately started and placed it squarely on my boner. It took only five
seconds for me to blow the biggest shoot I have ever had even with Mr Cook.

I did Greg and we lay back exhausted and happier than hell. Whether we
liked it or not we were into each others secrets as well as everything
else.

" I think I had better get dressed Greg in case your Mother comes home," I
said getting off the bed.

" Can I asked you a question Gerry? Your Gay like me aren't you ?" he
asked.

" Hey I guess we both sort of new by the vibes we were giving off. I had a
feeling about you, and I was sure you were sensing the same thing in me,
but you can never be sure right ?" I asked.

"I have a friend Greg, his name is Mr Cook. He is my best friend next to
you now. I know he would like to meet you . He does neat things to me and
he's just like a Dad."

" I know you're going to love him like I do. Wait till he sees your perfect
little buns," I laughed.

" I sure want to meet him Gerry when can we do that huh? Do you know what
Fudging is ?" Greg asked getting red again.

Yeah I know . I've been fudged lots of times . Have you ever been,?" I
asked.

"Yeah I have and I like it. I've never fudged anyone though," he
said. Would you let me fudge you right now please Gerry," Greg pleaded. I
knew it wouldn't take long so I agreed with out any coaxing. I pointed my
little butt to the sky while he lubricated his finger which set the scene
for his grand entrance. Greg just moaned and groaned and pumped away. It
only took a second before he was sperming inside my butt,. Greg lay back
and said it was everything he had imagined it to be. and thanked me over
and over again, asking when Mr Cook would be back and would he mind my
bringing him along.

Gerry can I tell you something and you promise not to tell anyone?" he
asked.

"Sure if you don't want me to say anything I won't I keep my promises," I
said

"There is this young guy who seems to always be following me. Sometimes to
the store or sometimes home from school. Sometimes I see him watching me
play ball." I know what he wants and I want to talk to him too. I think my
friend is exactly like your friend Mr Cook "I've never talked to him but I
can feel what he's up to. You know sense his vibs sort of ,"

"How can you be sure? Has he ever tried to do anything or did he ever talk
to you?" I asked.

"No it's just that I've heard about some men, but I really would like to
meet him," He continued.

"One way to find out is to walk past him one time and say Hi. Nice day or
something, and see if he starts a conversation. You'll know for sure I
think. Why don't we both try and meet him. Maybe he will follow us again
one day when we are together. We gotta be careful that he isn't someone
wanting to trap you ," I lectured Greg. Boy did I ever wish Mr Cook was
here. He'd know about things like this. Greg got dressed and walked me to
the door thanking me for coming to visit him and helping him get better. We
laughed.