Date: Tue, 20 May 2014 10:42:56 -0400
From: Daniel1989a . <danielmatthews1989a@gmail.com>
Subject: Y Boy-Part 7

Y Boy-Part 7


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     Scott made it to the shower first, there was no real race and I
watched as he adjusted the temperature of the water and then after winking
at me, he stepped in. He stood near the back so when I stepped in I was in
front of him, with my back facing him.  The warm water felt great as it
cascaded off my body, a feeling that increased as Scott's soapy hands
reached around and started washing my chest. His touch was gentle and yet
passionate as his hands soaped my pecs, then his fingers roamed over my
nipples. He was close enough behind me that I could feel his hard cock
poking at the back of my thighs, just below my butt. I felt the head of his
cock slide up over my butt crack and knew he must be standing on bis toes
as his hands softly soaped my shoulders, then down over my arms and finally
up under neath my arm pits. The whole thing was so sensual and erotic that
when his soapy hands started lowering, doing my abs, I let out a moan of
pleasure. I had never been even close to this affected by a guy before and
Scott was only 14. His hands were incredible, driving me wild as they
soaped right down to the base of my cock, then stopped as he knelt down. I
then felt his hands soaping around my ankles, then up over my calves and I
spread my legs as his hands caressed up my inner thighs and again stopped
just before touching either my cock or balls.

     I could not see him, but I knew he was on his knees behind me and my
cock literally throbbed as his hands started soaping my butt cheeks. He
started on the outside of each cheek, then traced down and then back up
again, causing me to moan again. I then felt his finger tracing up and down
the crack of my butt and without being asked I spread my legs wider as his
fingers soaped the inside of my butt cheeks. His hands stopped, getting
more body wash, then as two of his fingers started soaping the outside of
my hole, his other hand reached under and slowly stroked up and down my
shaft. I lowered my eyes and watched as his hand slowly stroked the length
of my shaft while his other hand slowly worked two of his fingers inside of
my hole. I moaned again, amazed at how sensitive and alive my hole was as
his other hand left my shaft and cupped my balls, gently massaging
them. His fingers stayed in my hole as his other hand left my balls and I
felt him slowly standing up, his body pressing against my back. He stood on
his toes and whispered in my ear,

     "My muscle man has the most amazing body I have ever seen."

     His words thrilled me,actually made my body shiver knowing how much
this hot 14 year old loved my body. His fingers slowly slid out of my hole
as his hands reached around my waist and one went to my shaft the other to
my balls. As is hand slowly stroked up and down my shaft I felt his cock
sliding up and down the crack of my butt. Scott was just so forward about
sex, it turned me on to no end as his cock head gently started pushing
against my hole and seconds later with the help of the slippery soap, he
slid all the way into me until his abdomen was pressed against my butt
cheeks. His cock pulsed and swelled inside of me ass his hand slowed,
taking almost 15 seconds to stroke the length of my shaft. He was not
thrusting his cock at all, he just left it buried deep inside of me as he
slowed his stroking of my cock even more. The combination was intense, his
cock filling me while his hand teasingly slowed even more. I had once very
slowly masturbated a guy in this fashion and now understood what he had
found so arousing and frustrating about it. His soapy hand pushed forward
to the very tip of my cock head, then pulled back even slower until he was
at the base of my cock where he tightened his grip, stretching the skin
before slowly pushing forward again.

     It was a hand job, but the way he was doing it had me moaning and
before long I started moving my hips back and forth to increase the
stroking on my shaft and found as I did, with Scott standing still I was
riding his cock with my hole. After a few minutes Scott stopped stroking
all together and just stood still, his cock buried in me his hand grasping
my shaft. All the work was being done by me thrusting my hips back and
forth. As I started thrusting my hips faster, Scott increased his grip
around my shaft, building up more friction and I started moaning again,
louder and louder as I felt my orgasm approaching. I rocked my hips forward
and was about to push back, to drive his cock back into me but he quickly
pulled back and let go of my shaft just at the point that I was going to
shoot. I let out a gasp, then a moan as my cock bounced up and down so
hard, throbbing at the point of shooting, needing just a quick touch to
push me over the edge. I started to reach my hand down to stroke it, but
Scott said,

     "Not yet my muscle man, you have to wait."

     My hand stopped right away at hearing his words, he was not ordering
me, it came out more as a suggestion but one I had to agree with. There was
just something so intense about Scott that the thought of not pleasing him,
hurt me, so I slowly turned to face him. He had a wide smile on his face
and his eyes were looking down at my pulsing erection, loving what they saw
and the effect he was having on me. It suddenly bit me that he had washed
me and I had not even touched him yet. I was about to suggest I soap him up
when he handed me the body wash, winked at me and then stepped in front of
me so he was under the shower head. I turned so I was now facing his back
and stood in awe of how beautiful his back side was. Nicely tanned, tight
and totally smooth from his neck down. His chest and shoulders formed a
nice v shape that went down to his very narrow waist. His butt was a
marvel, something that should be painted and sculpted and admired, rounded
but not flabby at all, nicely tanned and firm. I wanted to sink to my knees
and push my tongue into his hole, but instead I poured some body wash into
my hands, made it sudsy and then my hands trembled a bit as they neared his
shoulders. As soon as my finger tips made contact with bis skin, it felt
like electricity shooting through my entire body. I let my hands soap up
his shoulders, then down the outsides of his arms, then across his upper
back, lower back. I wanted to touch bis butt, but instead I knelt down and
started soaping up his legs, loving that he spread them as I did. His legs
were like the rest of him, tanned and very nicely toned, tight and firm.

     As I was on my knees I noticed how beautiful his feet were as well, so
I soaped them up and let my fingers dip in between each of his toes and
being rewarded when i heard Scott moan. I had never really noticed guys
feet before, but his were so soft and smooth that I kept feeling them much
longer than I had planned. Scott seemed to love the attention as a couple
more moans escaped his lips. When I looked up my face was almost right at
his butt and I could not hold back, so I soaped up my hands and let them
softly roam over the sides of his firm butt cheeks. It was the smoothest
butt I had ever seen, not a hair or blemish or mark of any kind, just
perfect smooth tight skin. I .let my fingers roam over the tops of his butt
cheeks, then down the sides again and carefully traced the line at the
bottom. My hands started to shake and tremble, I wanted to go farther but
did not want to offend Scott. I paused and then soaped up my index finger
and let it slowly run down the crack of his butt, loving that Scott moaned
as it neared the center. I soaped up more and applied a bit more pressure
as my finger traced down from the top of his crack, then a second later it
momentarily traced right over his so tight hole, causing him to moan even
louder, but at the same time he reached his hand back, pushing my finger
aside as he softly said,

     "Not there my muscle man."

     I instantly felt terrible, that I had gone too far. I stayed there on
my knees, feeling devistated, almost at the point of wanting to cry and
apologize. I started to open my mouth to say how sorry i was but Scott
whispered,

     "What I meant my muscle man, was, not there.... yet."

     My mood perked right back up, knowing that not there yet yet, meant
that he would allow it at some point. Thinking about touching his hole,
running my tongue over and in it and the possibility of making love to it
almost sent me over the edge ans my cock pulsed so much it was now almost
painful. Without even thinking I said,

     "Anything you say."

     He turned his head and looked down at me and gave me wide beautiful
smile, then turned his head back towards the shower head. I slowly stood
up, soaping my hand s as I did and they again shook as I let them carefully
caress around his hips, then over his lower abdomen. I was ;pushed up close
enough to him that my cock was pushed against his butt cheeks, driving me
wild. My hands slowly traced over his belly button, then started moving up
his abdomen to his lower chest, then up as my fingers traced over each of
his nipples, he let his head fall back against my chest and let out a loud
moan. I pushed my body harder against his back, soaped up my hands and
reached around and took his shaft in one hand and his balls in the other. I
repeated what he was doing to me, stroking his shaft as slowly as I could
and adored it when he moaned again. A few seconds later as my hand stroked
his shaft it occurred to me that I had never felt a cock that was as hard
as his before. It was almost like a piece of wood or steel, it throbbed and
pulsed like nothing I had ever felt before. I let his balls go and raised
my hand up to massage his nipples, Scott moaning loudly as I did. My other
hand started stroking faster, up and down his shaft and a few minutes later
I could feel he was about to shoot and was about to pick up speed but Scott
suddenly reached down and pushed my hand away from his shaft. He turned and
faced me, his cock now bouncing up and down so fast that it looked
uncomfortable, but his face showed just passion as he said,

     "Let's get dried off. My bed is more comfortable than here."

     A few minutes later we were both dry and I followed him, my eyes glued
to his butt, back into his bedroom. He lay down on the bed on his side and
motioned for me to do the same but in the opposite direction. We were now
in a classic 69 position, my feet at the head of the bed, his feet at the
base, our faces in front of the others cock. Without a word or pause, Scott
licked his lips and then started licking the head of my cock. I gasped and
moaned as soon as they made contact, the feeling so good that I had to
force myself to concentrate on his cock. I wet my lips and let my tongue
roam around the wet, flared head of his cock, loving that he moaned as his
mouth took more of my cock into him. I loved that he was able to take as
much of my cock as he did, most guys found it difficult. After tonguing his
cock head I slowly pushed my mouth down his shaft until I had his entire
cock in my mouth, almost laughing at the moan sound he made with my cock in
his mouth. I was stunned at how hard his cock was, it seemed almost
impossible, but remembering how hard I got when I was his age, I just
relaxed and concentrated on giving him the best head I could.

     His mouth was working my own cock so expertly that it was difficult to
keep my mind on pleasuring him, it took will power. At 14 he gave better
head than any other guy I had ever met, not only better, but a lot
better. His teeth never dragged over my shaft and he used his tongue
perfectly, never gagging or having to pull back, almost like he had been
doing this for years, but he had told me what he knew he learned from
stories on the net. I let my hand massage his balls as I worked my lips up
and down his shaft, pausing to lick the head each time I got near the
tip. His mouth was working my cock so well that my orgasm approached and
then shot out of me so quickly I had no chance to even warn him. My cock
swelled larger as spurt after spurt of my cum shot out of my cock and right
down his throat. I had to pause my work on his cock, my orgasm was so
intense I was scared I might scrape my teeth over his cock, but Scott just
kept working my cock, slowing his mouth as he drained every drop of my cum.

     I became aware of pain in my back and realized I had been so into my
orgasm that I had arched it too much, so I let it relax and as Scott
continued to work my cock, I went to town now as my mouth gently slid up
and down his shaft while my hand massaged his balls. Everything about him
was so smooth that touching him was like touching the finest silk. I felt
his cock starting to expand even more and his balls seemed to be getting
fuller and larger as he began moaning loudly, his body rocking from side to
side and as I briefly looked down I saw his toes start to curl. He moaned
again and then again even louder, his cock swelled again and his first
spurt of cum rocketed out so hard that I did make a gagging noise. The
intensity and amount of his cum was almost shocking as spurt after spurt
continued to rocket out, filling my throat and taste buds with his salty,
musky taste. I got my gag reflex under control as what seemed like gallons
of his cum filled my insides in what felt like an almost never ending
river. I saw Scott had arched his back and his toes were curled tightly,
his balls had swelled even larger and his moaning got even louder, to the
point that there was no way the neighbors would not hear it. At that moment
I did not care who heard his moans, my entire being was relishing the
intensely pleased feelings in my body that I had caused him so much
pleasure.

     I kept working his cock, slower now, making sure to swallow every drop
of his cum, a taste I needed to experience more and more, as often as he
would allow it. When he was finally drained, I pulled my mouth off his
cock, licking my lips as Scott lay, breathing heavily for a few moments. He
then looked down at me and motioned for me to lay beside him. As I did he
immediately rested his head on my chest, his arm draped over my abdomen as
he said,

     "That was the best feeling I've ever had."

     His words were real and sincere, to the point that they made my entire
body shiver as I said,

     "Me too."

     He raised his head and smiled at me, then gently kissed my lips and
again lay his head on my chest. I put my arm around his shoulders and as
his hand absently started stoking my abs, I thought I could lay like this
until the end of time. His body warmth was incredible and felt so good
against my skin as my nose breathed deeply, smelling the body wash and
shampoo and his own special boy smell. We stayed like for quite a while as
I told him all about my promotion at work and what it meant. He listened
patiently, asking questions from time to time, then he started telling me
about places he had lived, friends of his, school and the types of music he
liked. Quite sometime later Scott got up and used the washroom as I lay on
his bed admiring the pictures he had on his wall, imaging him laying here
and masturbating while he looked at them. I heard the toilet flush and a
few seconds later he was standing beside his bed looking down at me a
pleased expression filling his face as he said,

     "I'm thirsty, you want to come and get a drink?"

     I did feel a bit thirsty so I nodded and stood up, then felt foolish
as I started to lean down to pick up my underwear and pull them on. Scott
smiled, then winked and said,

     "They will be safe here Jackson."

     That made me laugh and Scott joined me as I said,

     "I'm still not used to the nudist thing, but I plan on getting better
at it."

     As I followed Scott into the kitchen he said,

     "You have the body for it, it just takes time to get used to it. You
should join my Mother and me next time we go to a nudist event."

     The thought of it was scary and arousing at the same time. Being with
Scott now, with her away was one thing, but again without thinking I said,

     "You're on, I'd love to anytime."

     He turned his head and looked at me over his shoulder, smiled widely
and said,

     "Great, there's a nude swim event in a few days, you'll love it."

     When I had agreed I had thought it would be a while before an event
came up, but now I was caught, I had said anytime and I did not want to
seem like a punk so I nodded and said,

     "Looking forward to it."

     As he poured us both a glass of ice tea he smiled even wider and said,

     "Great, I can show you off to my friends."

     As we drank our tea, I wondered who exactly his friends were and what
he meant by showing my off, but I knew whatever it was, I would do what I
could to please him.


Authors Note:I hope you have enjoyed this chapter. As always, comments and
suggestions are very welcome.