Date: Mon, 2 Sep 2013 14:25:09 -0400
From: Daniel1989a . <danielmatthews1989a@gmail.com>
Subject: Need Someone Older-Part 4

Need Someone Older-Part 4


     Mr. Caruther's had just made me cum more intensely than ever before in
my life, as I looked down at my body I was amazed at how much cum was
pooling there. The day before and as I was walking to his house today, I
had almost backed out several times, thinking I would call him and
cancel. I had read a lot about anal sex and had to admit it always made me
very horny, but I was also scared that the fantasy might not live up to
reality. I wondered what would happen if it hurt too much, or he took my
eagerness to mean that I was ready to go all the way with him. I thought I
waas ready for an exam at least, but actually having anal sex, I was sure I
didn't want to go that far yet, after all, I had only known him for a
couple days. Plus I wanted us to be comfortable with each others bodies,
and I had not even seen his yet. I wanted badly to see what he looked like
naked, to run my hands over his body, for us to kiss and run our mouths
over each others bodies. As I lay there recovering from the prostate
massage he gave me, I wanted to ask him to take his clothes off so we could
both be naked, but I was unsure of what to say.

     What I did know for sure was that as soon as his finger had touched my
hole it was like a whole new world of pleasure had opened for me, and when
he had touched my prostate gland, I had almost screamed with pleasure. And
in fact I had been so turned on and horny that I wasn't even sure, maybe I
had screamed out, I know I had been moaning and making noise, but my mind
had been on the pleasure inside me, not what was coming out of my mouth. I
also felt a bit embarrased that I had licked my own cum off my lips, twice,
and wondered if Mr. Caruther's would think I was odd. He hadn't said
anything, and had in fact looked pleased when I did it. Now as I lay naked,
covered in my cum with him asking if I was ready for more, I had eagerly
told him I was ready for anything. That had slipped out, and I hoped he
wouldn't think that meant I was actually ready for anything, I had meant I
was ready for more of what he had just done. I also wondered, as I tasted
my own cum in my mouth, if his would taste the same, or maybe even
better. I looked at him, sitting on his stool at the foot of the exam table
and wanted nothing more than for him to massage my prostate and make me cum
like I just had again, but I also didn't want to be greedy, so far I was
the only one who had gotten pleasured.

     I was sure now by the way that he looked at me that he found me
attractive and I wonderd how, without being too forward, that I could
return some of the feelings he had given me. I was about to say something
when he asked,

     "Matthew, would you like to get cleaned up, maybe rinse off before we
start again?"

     My mind and my cock went crazy hearing that he wanted to do what he
had just done to me, again and I suddenly got an idea and said,

     "Yes Sir, that would be great, I am quite sticky. Do you have a shower
down here?"

     He smiled and said,

     "Yes, there's one just down the hall. Why don't you hop up and I'll
show you where it is."

     I gently pulled my feet from the stirrups, then looking down at my
body, used my hand to smear my cum into my chest and abdomen so it didn't
drip off me onto the floor. I noticed Mr. Caruthers watched every move and
was sure he had enjoyed and approved of me smearing my own cum into my
body. As I stood up, I again saw he was watching me very closely, watching
every move and had an expression that showed he was liking what he saw, so
I got bold and casually licked the cum from my hand and fingers. That made
me feel great inside, I wanted him to like my body. I led the way down the
hall and was sure he was staring at my butt, so I intentionally made it
sway more than I usually did and heard him take in a gasp of air. From my
reading on seduction I was now sure that I was probably driving him wild so
I reminded myself to be careful, I didn't want this to advance too far, too
fast. I walked into the washroom at the end of the hall, followed by
Mr. Caruther's and was amazed at how big and beautiful it was. There was a
large tub with with many jet heads in it, a huge mirror and double sink,
and a very large glass enclosed shower stall. The shower stall had 8 shower
heads that I could see, that would shoot water from almost every direction,
and it was so big it even had a marble bench you could sit on.

     It was obvious even to me that a lot of time and money had been spent
to make this washroom what it was and as Mr. Caruther's opened a drawer and
pulled out some towels, I said,

     "Wow Sir, this is beautiful, and the shower is huge, big enough for
two."

     He smiled and said,

     "Thank you Matthew, it took a while, but I'm happy with it, and you're
right it is big enough for two, or so I think, I've never actually tried
it."

     I had opened my mouth and was about to say now would be a good time
when he said,

     "Here, let me get the water right and the shower heads pointing
properly."

     He fiddled around some and I saw that one shower head actaully shot
water straight up from the floor of the stall, but before I could comment
he said,

     "Okay, that does it, step in Matthew."

     I did as he said and was instantly hit from almost every direction
with warm water, the sensation was incredible. When I looked at
Mr. Caruther's it appeared that he was getting ready to leave me alone to
shower so I took a deep breath, smiled and said,

     "Don't leave Sir, it is big enough for two, and who will wash my
back?"

     He looked surprised, maybe even a bit shocked and I thought he was
going to leave anyways, but then he smiled at me and asked,

     "You sure you want me in there with you Matthew?"

     I smiled even wider and said,

     "Yes Sir, no sense wasting water for just one person."

     He smiled again and I watched as he kicked his shoes off and then bent
and pulled off his socks. He took his doctors coat off and hung it on a
hook behind the door then pulled his polo shirt over his head and hung it
with his jacket. I got my first look at his naked torso and it instantly
sent my cock bouncing. He had a wide chest and shoulders that looked strong
and powerful, but not like he spent time in a gym working on them. That
attracted me, I had no interest at all in muscled guys, they did nothing
for me. His chest was also hairy, another turn on for me, not too hairy
like a bear, but there was a lot of it. His arms were long and also looked
strong. I watched as he bent and pulled his pants off and hung them with
his other clothes and saw that he wore boxers and that his cock was very
hard inside them. My heart was pounding hard as I watched him slowly pull
his boxers down and off, hang them up and then turn to face me. His cock
stood out almost straight in front of him, and though I had seen pictures
of bigger ones, his was what would be considered very large. Unlike me he
was circumsised and had a lot of pubic hair around the base of his cock as
well as on his very large balls. The over all sight was exactly what I
always fantasised about, so much so that I felt me knees get a little weak
as he walked towards the shower.

     He was very sure of himself in the way he approached the shower and
that turned me on even more, he was obviously very comfortable being naked,
something I hoped I would learn. I was still shy about being naked, but
when he opened the shower door and stepped in, just inches away from me all
I wanted was to hug him and hold him tight against me. I stood there
looking up and down his body, again so turned on that my legs felt weak,
but unsure of what to do. This was the first real naked person I had not
only seen, but I was also naked and standing right beside him as the warm
water flowed over us. I was also very aware that at 5'1" tall, the top of
my head only came up to the top of his chest, so to touch it I would have
to reach up, after all, I didn't want to just grab his cock. He must have
noticed my anxiety, because he smiled down at me and said,

     "How about I start washing you first?"

     I smiled and said,

     "Yes Sir, that would be great."

     He then grabbed me under each of my arms and lifted me up like I was a
doll and stood me on the bench. The bench was not that high off the ground
so that now we were pretty much eye to eye. I watched as he squeezed some
shower gel into his hand, added some water and foamed it up then started
spreading it all over my chest. My Nipples hardened instantly as his hands
rubbed them and I could not hold in my moan of pleasure as he continued to
stroke and gently pinch them. He then spent a long time soaping my cock and
balls, pulling my foreskin back and soaping the super sensitive head, while
he reached around with his other hand and started soaping up and down my
butt crack. When his soapy finger pushed into me, I moaned loudly as his
other hand stroked up and down my shaft, and gently over my cock head. I
was about to tell him I was going to cum, but he seemed to sense it and
stopped his stroking. He continued washing me until my entire body was
covered with soap, then he adjusted one of the jets so the water rinsed the
soap from me.

     I knew that now it was finally my turn as he handed the shower gel to
me. I put some in my hand and got it foaming then reached out and ran my
hands over his broad chest and shoulders. I loved the feel of his skin and
how his chest hair felt as I spread gel all over it. I watched as his
nipples hardened and that let me know he was enjoying it, so I got more
soap and lathered up his arms, as I felt my own cock bounce and throb. I
was almost in a daze, his body was everyhting I fantasiseed about and now
here it was naked and I was running my hands all over it. As he turned a
bit I ran my hands all over his back and the tops of his shoulders, then as
he rinsed off, I jumped down from the bench and stood in front of him, very
aware of how much taller than me he was and loving it. I put a lot of gel
in my hands, lathered it and then knelt down meaning to start soaping his
feet and work my way up, but as I knelt my face was now only inches from
his very large, very hard cock. Inside I wanted to lick it, taste it and
take it into my mouth, but I had never done that to anyone before and was
nervous. I looked up at him, me on my knees and his body looked huge above
me, like a statue, he smiled down at me, an open easy smile and instantly
put me at ease.

     I ran my soapy hands around his feet, then carefully and slowly up his
calves and then did his knees. I started to straighten up as my hands ran
up the outsdie of his hairy thghs, then I knelt again as I went down the
insides of his thighs. I then applied more gel to my hands and stood up and
very carefully took his large balls into my hands. He took in a deep breath
of air as I ran my soapy hands around them, and I felt my cock about to
explode, I was now inches away from his cock, the thing I had dreamed about
over and over. I held his balls in one hand and then gently grasped his
shaft near the base, amazed and loving that it was so big my fingers did
not touch as I held it. I slowly ran my hand up the length of the shaft and
then over his huge flared cock head and he let out a low moan. As I ran my
hand around the head he moaned again and it suddenly hit me that his cock
head could take a lot more touching than mine because he was
circumsised. This was proved to me when he said,

     "That's it Matthew, move your hand around the head, that's so good."

     That really encouraged me so I re soaped my hand and ran it all over
his now purple cock head, lovong how it pulsed in my hand and how it made
Mr. Caruther's moan lowly. His cock head was even bigger around than his
shaft and it seemed massive in my hand. I let go of his balls and as I ran
a hand over his cock head I stroked the other up and down his shaft and
loved it when he said,

     "God boy, that's great, keep doing that."

     I noticed that when he called me boy, it had an effect on me, not in a
Master/Slave way, but I loved when he called me that because I wanted to be
his boy. I started stroking his shaft a bit faster and felt it swell even
more, then decided to get back on my knees. Now his cock was pretty much
pointing at my face and when he looked down this time, he smiled widely and
I knew he liked me being at his feet. I picked up my stroking of his shaft,
going faster as my other hand ran around his head and not too long after he
moaned loudly and I felt his shaft widen even more as his cum ran up the
length then exploded out of the head of his cock and splattered all over my
face. I kept stroking as more and more of his cum landed all over my face
and without thinking I stuck my tongue out and for the first time tasted
cum that wasn't mine. His tasted different than mine, better, saltier and
as more landed on my face I greedily lapped up as much as I could with my
tongue, swallowing and savoring it. I kept stroking until every drop was
out and his cock started to soften, then I looked up at him, a huge smile
on my face, some of his cum on my face and he gave me such a pleased look
that I wanted to experience it over and over again.

     A smile lit up his face and I watched as he bent down and grabbed me
under my arms and lifted me up, until my feet were off the ground and we
were looking each other in the eyes. I loved how strong he was, that he was
able to lift me with what looked like no effort at all, and I adored him
holding me. He then pulled me to him and as our bodies touched, I threw my
arms around his shoulders and held on as he supported me with one hand
under my butt, while his other ran up and down my back. As my head lay on
his shoulder I felt so content and wanted, that it almost over whelmed me,
I almost kissed his neck, but was unsure of how he would react, so I just
enjoyed the sensation of our naked bodies touching. After a few minutes he
slowly put me down, ran his hand though my wet hair and said,

     "How about we get dried off and have something to drink?"

     Before I could answer he smiled and said,

     "And then back to the exam room for you boy, I think that hole of
yours needs another exam."

     My cock responded to the thought of having his fingers in me again by
literally bouncing up and down, and when he saw that he said,

     "Very impressive cock you have there boy, I think it wants your butt
examined more too."

     I smiled up at him and said,

     "Oh God yes Sir, maybe a few times."

     We stepped out of the shower and he grabbed a towel and then dried me
off, before drying himself. He wrapped a towel around his waist, but did
not offer one to me, then said,

     "I think a good rule would be, when you are here, you are naked boy,
okay?"

     "Sounds like a good rule to me Sir."

     I was a little anxious about it, not as sure of my body as he was, but
I had already agreed so I followed him out of the washroom, then all the
way upstairs naked, with my hard cock leading the way. We sat at his
kitchen table, drinking sodas, me feeling very exposed and vulnerable as he
asked,

     "So boy, have you enjoyed everything so far?"

     His question took me by surprise, but my answer surprised me even more
as I said,

     "Oh yes Sir, enjoyed it and loved it, things I have only fantasised
about up until now."

     He seemed to like that answer as he said,

     "Well boy, this is just the start, there are many more experiences
coming your way. But before that, how about a tour of the place?"

     I told him that would be great and I followed him naked out of the
kitchen into a huge living room/den area, that had a couple very
comfortable looking sofas and chairs and a huge flat screen tv mounted on
the wall. There were racks and shelves covered with what looked like
hundreds of cd's and dvd's and a couple beautiful wild life paintings on
the walls. We then walked through the dining room, and into a small pantry,
then I followe him upstarirs, my cock bouncing as I took every step. He
showed me two small bed rooms and a bathroom, then he showed me his
room. It was a large bedroom with a king sized bed, really nice carpeting
and another huge flat screen tv mounted on the wall. His bedroom had it's
own washroom, and the room itself had end tables a couple dressers and a
huge walk in closet. As we were walking down the hall towards the stairs I
pointed to a room he had not showed me and asked,

     "What's in there Sir?"

     He looked at me and said,

     "That's not for now boy, but in time, you will love that room, I'm
sure."

     When we got back downstairs we both noted how late it was getting, so
he led me back to the exam room and said,

     "Time sure does fly when you are around boy, it's getting late, so
pull your clothes on."

     He pulled my clohtes form a cupboard and handed them to me then
watched as I dressed, then followed me upstairs to the door where he
watched me pull on my shoes. Just inside the door there were hooks on the
wall, he pointed to them and said,

     "From now on, you strip naked here everytime, as soon as you get here,
no matter what and hang your clothes on those hooks, got it boy?"

     I promised him I would, then he smiled widely and said,

     "I think you should come over tomorrow if you are able, same time as
tonight."

     "Thank you Sir, I would love to."

     He ruffled my hair gently, then after saying good night, I stepped out
and started walking home.


Authors note: I hope you have enjoyed this chapter, comments and
suggestions are very welcome. Like I have alreday said, I will be
progressing this story slowly, and telling the chapters from both Matthew's
and Mr. Caruhtre's perspective. I will try to get a few chapters posted
every week. I am not sure how many I will write, but right now I have ideas
for a lot more.