Date: Fri, 5 Feb 2010 14:03:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mutual Attraction (3)

Mutual Attraction
By
Storyguy22
(3)

   Rob went into his bedroom and dressed in briefs, shorts, and a tee
shirt. He slid on some tennis shoes, and then went back through the kitchen
to retrieve his car keys before going out to the garage. Pushing the opener
button, he watched the overhead door roll up and as he moved to his car, he
saw Eric pedaling his bike up the street. He felt his pulse quicken at the
sighting, and it was a real effort for him to busy himself with unlocking
the car rather than following the urge to rush out on the driveway and wave
to the boy.

   Eric was just coasting his bike off the small hill onto the flat portion
of street that fronted Rob's house when he saw the garage door begin to
open and he slowed his bike as he approached Rob's driveway. His heart
skipped a beat when he saw Rob in the shadows of the garage, and he turned
the bike in a circle at the driveway apron, hoping that the man would come
outside, or wave, or somehow acknowledge his presence. He made a second
circle, disappointment washing over him as he saw Rob slide into his car
without so much as looking his way. Too nervous still to make any kind of
overt approach on his own, he straightened out his bike, and began pedaling
again as he started another lap around the block.

   Rob started the car, and then backed it out of the garage onto the
driveway where he stopped, and shut it down. Getting out, he began
gathering the items necessary to wash the car, and then went over to the
house where he unrolled a garden hose and strung it across the lawn until
it was near the car. He turned on the hose bib, and then added soap and
water to his bucket, and then returned to the garage to get his car wash
brush, a wide brush mounted on an extension pole. He dipped the brush into
the soapy water, and then leaned it against the house before picking up the
hose. He opened the pressure head on the hose, and began rinsing down his
car.

   Eric once again coasted down the small hill onto the flat portion of
Rob's street, and his heart skipped again when he saw the man outside this
time, hosing down his car. He applied some brake, and rolled to a stop at
the foot of Rob's driveway. He watched him a minute, reveling in the strong
appearance of the man's body, and he noticed for the first time that it
appeared he had a coating of dark hair on his muscular legs. He felt a
tingle in his young balls as Rob extended his arms to swipe the brush over
the roof of his car, a move which caused his tee shirt to slide up and
expose his flat stomach and what appeared to be a narrow line of dark hair
extending downward from his navel. Wow, Eric thought, he's got hairs all
over...I wonder if his chest is like that too, or...oh jeez...his
dick...and...<gulp>...I wonder how...big...that is!

   Swiping the soapy brush over the roof of the car, Rob watched the cute
boy watching him from the street. He hadn't yet acknowledged his presence
even though he longed to before the shy boy decided to take off again. He
waited, curious to see if Eric would make the first effort at
contact. Finished soaping the roof, he laid aside the brush and again
picked up the hose, and started rinsing off the soapy car top. He shifted
to the front of the car so that he faced the boy directly, and when he
glanced in that direction, Eric smiled at him, and lifted a hand in a weak
wave. Acting surprised to see him; Rob grinned widely and waved back as he
called out,

   "Eric...hey buddy...how are you?"

   Eric's pulse quickened when Rob finally acknowledged his presence and he
seized the opportunity to pedal down the driveway until he was right next
to the object of his many fantasies. Smiling and struggling to find his
voice he said another hello to Rob as he quickly scanned the handsome man
from head to toe, his gaze lingering a moment too long on the bulging
crotch of his shorts as his own penis thickened and extended.

   Rob smiled at the stunning boy, Eric's checking him out and the
lingering look at his crotch not lost on him. He settled his own gaze on
the boy's sweet spot, and his smile widened as he saw the narrow tube of
boyhood pressing against the silky material of his shorts. Damn, he
thought, the kid is already boned up...this might play out even better than
I hoped...and damn it, I need to stop staring before I scare him
off. Forcing his eyes to lift to meet Eric's pretty blue ones, he winked at
the boy, and said,

   "Looking good today, Buddy, I liked those shorts on you, and the tee
shirt too...good choice for a warm day like this."

   Eric felt himself blush, a flood of warmth washing over him as his
smooth cheeks took on a pink flush. Instinctively, he stood up, straddling
his bike and he noticed Rob's eyes drop to appreciate his bare tummy, now
fully exposed beneath the cut off tee shirt. He glanced down at himself,
his blush deepening when he saw that his boner was seriously poking at the
front of his shorts. Glancing at Rob he blushed deeper still when he saw
the man openly and hungrily at his tented shorts. Struggling to control his
voice, he managed,

   "Uh, yea...I knew it was gonna get hot today, so I figured this was
cooler...so, you're, like, washing your car...cool...it's a really nice
car, too."

   Rob managed to take his eyes off the obvious boner the boy sported as he
replied,

   "Yup, need to keep my baby in top shape, and thanks for the compliment,
I really do like this car."

   Eric nodded and said,
   "Cool...can I, Uh, help you wash it?"

   "Sure you can, Buddy" Rob answered, "How about you do the rinsing after
I soap it up?"

   "Yea, that's cool." Eric said, getting off his bike and pushing it over
the lawn where he set the kick stand, and then walked over to pick up the
hose.

   Rob watched the boy bend down to pick up the hose and his eyes locked on
the perfect little bubble butt that was pointed right at him, the shorts
forming to the firm little mounds as the boy bent over. Damn, that is one
pretty little butt, he mused, one I would dearly love to explore, and
taste. As Eric straightened, Rob turned his attention to the car, picking
up the brush as he spread soapy water over the windshield and hood. He
stepped back then, and indicated that Eric should rinse it off, and as he
sprayed a stream of water over the front of the car Rob confirmed that the
distraction had done little to affect the boy's stiff condition. Nice, he
decided, very nice indeed. Man, do I ever want to get this hottie out of
his clothes, no matter how sexy he looks just as he is. That boner is
impressive for a kid his tender age, and I so want to see it, and show the
boy what it's like when someone rocks your world.

   Eric turned his head toward Rob as he asked if his rinse job was okay,
and he again caught him staring at his boner, and knowing that the man he
so desired was showing definite interest caused his hard penis to throb in
the confines of his shorts. Oh gosh, the boy thought, maybe he's thinking
the same stuff I am...wow...I really wish I had the balls to just yank down
these shorts and show my stuff to him...I mean, he looks like he wants to
see it, and...I want him to, too...shit...I am such a chicken...scared to
make a move...it would prolly freak him out anyway...and for sure he'd tell
my Dad...shit, shit,shit!

   Rob purposely let his hungry gaze linger on the boy's obvious erection
as he nodded his head, and told Eric,

   "Yup, good job, Buddy, now let me do this side."

   Eric nodded, and started to back away from the car, and as he turned his
body he accidently squeezed the trigger handle on the pressure washer, a
strong blast of water drenching Rob as he rushed out of the torrent of
water from the hose.

   "Hey!" he yelped, "That fucking water is cold, Dude!"

   Eric giggled at the F_word Rob yelled, and then on impulse he aimed the
hose at the retreating Rob and sprayed him again.

   Laughing now, and fully drenched, Rob charged the giggling boy and
wrapped his arms around his slender frame, lifting him off the ground as he
yanked the hose from his hand. Rob could feel the boy's boner pressing
firmly into his abdomen as he held his lithe body against his own, and as
he held him, he stuffed the business end of the hose in between their
entwined bodies, and pulled the trigger. A forceful blast of water erupted
from the hose gun, the chilly water soaking both man and boy as Eric
shrieked and giggled, his slim body squirming as Rob held on, fully
enjoying the contact of the young body he held despite the cold water.
   "Rob...jeez...stop it already...shit, I'm soaked...and cold!"

   Maybe so, thought Rob, but it isn't having any effect on that sweet
boner I'm feeling. Dropping the hose, Rob spun around, still holding the
squirming boy tightly, and as he slowly set him down he let his hands
briefly cup the delicious mounds of his sweet butt. He squeezed each firm
globe in his hands, and Eric yelped as he let his finger press into the
snug crease that divided the lovely mounds. Reluctantly, Rob let go, and
stepped away from the boy. He looked him over from head to toe, noting that
the now soaking wet shorts clung nicely to his slender hips and bulging
crotch, the outline of his erection clearly defined. Meeting Eric's eyes,
Rob thought that the wet and grinning boy was about the most delicious
thing he had ever seen, and he grinned at him, saying,

   "You little devil...now look...both of us are soaked to the skin!"


Eric giggled sweetly, knowing from the hungry look on Rob's face that he
wasn't really mad, and he felt a tingling somewhere in his young balls when
Rob openly stared at his obvious young boner. Smiling sweetly, he said,

  "Yea, we are wet for sure, but hey, at least it's cool, right?"

   Rob chuckled and shook his head as he replied,

   "Cool...?...more like cold now...and I'm out of the car wash mood now,
too...how about we go inside and dry off, and maybe have a soda, or
whatever."

   His pulse rising and a sweet tingle growing in his tender balls, Eric
nodded his head, and answered,

   "Okay, sure...that sounds cool...but only if you promise you're not mad
at me."

   Rob reached out and ruffled Eric's soft hair as he grinned and told him,

   "Course I'm not mad at you...heck, soaking me down gave me a chance to
hold you, and...well...I really liked that part...come on, Buddy, let's go
find some towels."

   Rob turned toward the garage, and as Eric fell in beside him he wrapped
an arm over the boy's shoulders and pulled him close. Eric offered no
resistance as he snuggled in close to Rob and they went inside Rob's
house. Inside, they stood in the kitchen, and Eric looked up at Rob, a
serious expression replacing his earlier glee. Rob studied the boy's sweet
face a moment, and then he looked directly into those stunning blue eyes,
and said,

   "What, Eric...?"

   Eric blinked several times, his gaze going to the floor. Finally, he
sucked in a deep breath, and muttered softly,

   "Just...uh...well...oh shit...I liked it too, Rob...a
lot...uh...you...holding me like that...uh...outside...and, um...I
actually...well...I like you...like that...a lot."

   Rob felt his heart roll over as he let the boy's words sink in. Unsure
of his next move, he paused, knowing full well that his next words could
have enormous consequences if the boy wasn't truly telling him what he
thought, hoped, that he was telling him. If he took it wrong, and it
spooked him into running home and telling his Dad I came on to him, I am
dead meat. Art will castrate me and then turn the remains over to the
law. On the other hand, I may never have another moment like this, a sweet
teen boy all but offering me his lithe body, and that lovely boy cock that
has been boned up since he showed up. Fuck it, he decided, this kid is all
I have thought about for over a week, him and his sweet little body, and
I'll be damned if I'm going to take a pass on this. Inhaling deeply, he
said,

   "Well, Eric, the truth is that I like you too, a lot, and maybe in ways
that I shouldn't like you given our ages. But, that aside, I have to tell
you that ever since we did that wiring work for your Dad, I can't get you
out of my mind, and the truth is that a lot of that thinking about you
includes us...doing things together...things that men my age should not be
thinking about doing with a boy as young as you, but, wrong or not, it's
all I can think about anymore. Now, if that freaks you out, or scares you,
just go now, and please don't say anything to your Dad, okay...?...you
can't imagine the deep trouble I would be in just for telling you about my
feelings for you."

   Eric listened carefully to all of that, his heart hammering in his chest
as his stiff penis throbbed inside his wet shorts. He couldn't remember
ever feeling so excited. This hot man actually felt the same way he felt,
he wanted to do what Eric wanted so badly to have him do. He had just said
so. And, Eric was certainly going to let him do whatever he wanted to do,
and to learn from him. The boy had some ideas of what he wanted, and what
he wanted to do with Rob, but he was sure that a grownup would know way
more than him, and that was what he wanted to learn, all of it. The
mounting excitement boiled over, and he blurted, his youthful voice
cracking with his excitement,

   "Oh Rob, golly, don't you get it...?... I WANT to do all that stuff with
you...it's like all I been thinking about too...and honest, I'd never tell
anyone about us, no way, especially not my Dad, not anybody, honest I
won't...I'd never get you in trouble...I just want you to...touch
me...whatever...and I want to...touch you, too...I... uh...well...just
that, I guess."

   Rob could hardly believe what he was hearing, much less what he was
seeing as he heard it. A beautiful fourteen year old boy standing scant
inches from him, his wet little tee shirt clinging to his upper body while
his bare little tummy glistened wetly and his soaked shorts clung saucily
to his rock hard boy cock. Tiny drips of water ran off the wet shorts and
dribbled down his colt-like legs, and Rob suddenly wondered what it would
be like to let his tongue travel the length of those shapely and hairless
legs until he encountered the boy's taut little ball sack, and he shuddered
at the image. Gulping down the saliva that seemed to suddenly flood his
mouth, he raised his arms, and told the boy, his voice actually trembling
with his excitement,

   "Come here, Eric...let's get you out of those wet things."

   Eric too gulped, a pang of fear suddenly filling his tummy as he
realized the implications of what Rob just said. Before he allowed himself
to over think all of that, he sucked in a big breath, and stepped forward
to stand directly in front of Rob, his arms raised as a signal that Rob
should take his wet shirt off. Rob hesitated, his own second thoughts in
dispute with his burning lust for this delicious boy, and his lust won
out. He reached out and grasped the hem of Eric's short tee shirt, and
pulled it up and over his head. Dropping the wet garment to the floor, he
paused to let his eyes drink in the boy's beauty. A slender beauty, he
thought, with skin as smooth and flawless as possible. Some early sign of
upper body development, though still very boyish, his shoulders and biceps
defined, but not yet developed or muscular. A chest as smooth as satin with
not a trace of hair growth, and his pink little nipples were slightly puffy
with pointy little centers, and Rob longed to lick them, and suck them. The
torso tapered slightly as it went to his slender waist, and Rob relished
the soft flatness of the boy's tummy with its bumpy little navel, an
"outie," and he wanted to lick the boy there, too. He glanced at Eric's
face, and saw the hunger there, and he assumed his own face reflected that
hunger as he slowly reached for the elastic band of Eric's shorts.

   Eric let out a gasp as Rob tugged down on his shorts, and then he sighed
loudly as Rob worked the wet shorts down his legs until they puddle at his
ankles. It was Rob's turn to groan loudly then, as he looked at the slim
young boy before him wearing only the sexy little briefs that he had so
carefully selected earlier. The tiny garment was also wet, and as a result
they were very nearly transparent, and they clung to the bulging young
penis and plump little ball pouch like a second skin. Rob groaned again,
his head swimming with the stunning sight standing there, and he mumbled,

   "Eric...God, Eric...you are so very beautiful!"

   Eric blushed, but loved what the man had said, and feeling nervous as a
cat, he absently raise his arms above his head, a coy little smile on his
lush mouth. Rob watched the boy, his eyes boring into the creamy and
hairless underarms, and once more he was overwhelmed with the desire to
lick there, to taste this beauty everywhere. Slowly, Rob knelt before the
near naked boy, and he inhaled the boyish scent of him as he gently placed
his hand on Eric's chest, moving it slowly over the buttery skin, his
fingers lightly teasing the small nipples. Eric shuddered, and held his
breath as the most delicious feelings he had ever experienced coursed
through him from Rob's gentle touch. Rob slid his hand down the boy's body,
and then rubbed sideways across his flat, soft tummy as Eric groaned
softly. He longed to grasp the protruding boy-cock, but he bypassed that
treasure as he used both hands now to run his fingertips along the boy's
inner thighs, going to the slightly knobby knee caps before beginning his
upward trek. Moving tantalizingly slowly, Rob ran his fingers up the
shapely thighs until his fingers brushed the smooth material of the very
sexy little panties, and he carefully prodded the boy's balls with his
fingers.

   "OHhhh...!" chirped Eric, and his legs parted wider as Rob reached
between his thighs to cup his small butt, the wide hand easily covering his
taut mounds as he squeezed them.

   Rob smiled at the reaction as he pulled his hand back and then extended
his finger to rub the length of Eric's rigid young cock from bottom to top
as the other hand went back to fondling his young balls. A myriad of
sensations washed over Eric, each of them better than the last, and he
longed for Rob to strip his briefs away and make him naked and hard before
his man. As if he had read the boy's mind, Rob's fingers suddenly went to
the elastic of the sexy little briefs, and then he slowly worked them down
until Eric's rigid cock sprang free. Rob managed to ignore his newly
unveiled treasures long enough to tug the briefs down Eric's legs, and then
he lifted each foot as the boy stepped free of his clothing. Rob rocked
back then onto his heels as his eyes shifted to the beautiful boy's core,
and couldn't help but let out a low growl as he focused on the rigid
boyhood.

   "Oh God, Eric...oh my God!" was all Rob could muster, totally stunned by
Eric's beauty.

   Feeling that his head might simply explode, Rob took in the wonder he
stared at. Not large, Eric's penis stood straight up against his abdomen,
probably not more than five inches of boyhood perfection. The shaft was
thicker at the base, and then gently tapered as it reached the plum like
head; and Rob gauged it to be no more than an inch in thickness. He was
neatly circumcised, the faint scar of the procedure still visible just
below the pink-purple knob at its tip. The head itself was perfectly
shaped, ringed by the corona and Rob eyed the sweet spot where the spongy
tissue of the knob met the sensitive little string of skin that formed an
inverted "v" that begged to be licked. The tiny slit at the center
glistened wetly with the excited boy's emission of clear fluid, and Rob
licked his lips in anticipation of licking and sucking every scant inch of
this boyish delight. He looked at the boy's bulging pouch then, and another
smile crossed his face as he took in the perfection of the totally hair
free bag, the smooth skin slightly stretched by the boy's impressive balls,
larger than Rob had expected, and he idly wondered at their ability to
produce that creamy young nectar that he hungered for. A perfect seam
divided the taut pouch, and it disappeared behind the boy's balls, and Rob
knew full well that it traveled across that highly sensitive area between
his ball sack and his tiny pucker, and another urge to lick its length
washed over Rob. It occurred to Rob then that were Webster's to have a
definition of "perfect boy" certainly a photo of Eric naked would be all
the definition one could hope for.

   Unable to contain his desire another second, Rob reached forward, and
carefully wrapped his hand around Eric's perfect boyhood while the fingers
of his other hand moved to gently probe Eric's dangling balls. He gripped
the rigid erection, and began moving his hand up and down, pumping it while
he fondled the young balls in their silky bag.

   "OHhh jeez...!!" chirped Eric as he rocked up onto his toes, his
quivering young body on fire with lust and excitement.

   Rob sensed the boy's rising excitement and it didn't surprise him at all
that Eric wasn't going to be in it for the long haul this first time
out. He tightened his grasp on the pulsing boy cock tighter, and quickened
his pumping, eager now to have the young beauty squirt his youthful
offerings. Eric was panting now, his breathing rapid and deep as the
sensations quickly brought him toward the orgasm of his young life, and
with a loud wailing sound he thrust his tiny little butt forward sharply as
a long streamer of his boyish cum spurted strongly from his tiny slit,
followed almost immediately by another, and another, and another, before
the discharge became more a series of weaker dribbles that oozed from the
tiny slit to coat over Rob's pumping fist. That first strong ribbon of
creamy cum had spattered over Rob's shirt, and the others had landed
randomly all over the floor, and Rob was both surprised and pleased at the
force and volume of the boy's ejaculation. He stroked the trembling boy
until he signaled he couldn't take it anymore, and Rob reluctantly let go
of the now wilting penis as Eric slumped down beside him on the floor. Rob
pulled him close and held him, his hand stroking the smooth back as he
talked quietly to the boy, not really saying anything in particular as he
stroked him and let him recover. Finally, Eric pulled away slightly and
looked into Rob's eyes as a wide smile painted over his sweet face, and he
said simply,

   "Wow...that felt really, really amazing!"

   Chuckling, Rob leaned in and kissed Eric's neck, and then he stood up,
pulling the naked boy with him as he told him,

   "Amazing is good, definitely...but in the bedroom it goes way past
amazing."

   Eric giggled at that, and happily walked with Rob down the hall toward
his bedroom, wondering just how anything could be better than what he had
just experienced. He was, however, wide open to the possibilities.

(End Part Three)

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