Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2016 19:46:22 -0400
From: Your Guess <yourguess7@gmail.com>
Subject: Part of being a boy Part 2

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Just Part of Being a Boy – Part 2



I went to bed that night thinking about what I had seen and heard.  He was
so open about things.  Needless to say, I had quite an erection.  My juices
were falling onto my abdomen providing plenty of lube for an awesome
jacking session. Ricky's seven inches and gorgeous pair of balls were at
the forefront of my mind. Thinking about what I would do pushed me over the
edge and ropes of my own semen were landing all over my chest.

Now that that body part was at rest, the fall I had earlier stepped onto
center stage.  My ankle was throbbing and my muscles were not pleased
either.  Morning found me at the urgent care center seeking relief.  The
diagnosis was as I expected, a sprained ankle and residual muscle pain.  I
am not as young as I use to be.  I walked out with a prescription for
Tylenol 3 and instructions to rest.  The nurse suggested a massage so on my
way home I called Jonathon, my massage guy, and he agreed to fit me in that
morning.  Now before you get the wrong idea, Jonathon is strictly
professional with the only exception of allowing his clients to be
undraped.  He is very forgiving of any evidence of a guy enjoying his
service.

When I arrived home I was surprised to find that Ricky was there watering
the sod that he had installed the day before.  We had not discussed his
returning, but he indicated it was part of the installation job.  I told
him about urgent care visit and set up housekeeping by the pool.  He had
just returned to watering when Jonathon pulled in.  I told him to set up
the table under the gazebo and let me know when to come over.  In the
meantime, Ricky came back to see what was going on.  I introduced him to
Jonathon and told him why he was there.  Ricky said, "I've always wanted a
massage".  Jonathon asked, "How old are you?"

18

"Well you are old enough."

I asked if he had anytime when I was finished.

"I could get in a half-hour", Jonathon replied.

"I'll cover it if you really want one", I told Ricky.

"Cool, just tell me when", he said.

Jonathon nodded in approval.  He went to work on me and Ricky returned to
work.

After forty-five minutes of the usual amazing bodywork, Jonathon called for
Ricky to run through a hot shower.  He is a stickler for cleanliness.
Jonathon was finishing my abdomen when Ricky came out wrapped in a towel
with his boy part clearly outlined.  I thought, "This will be
interesting."  I was right.

Jonathon had kept me covered this time.  I guessed the presence of someone
else had motivated that.  I was surprised when he asked Ricky if he wanted
to be draped.  Ricky did not understand what he meant and after the
explanation declined.  He said, "Whatever makes it easy on you." Jonathon
told him to climb up on the table and lie face down.  At first, Jonathon
covered Ricky up, but then threw the sheet off and began working on his
neck and back.

It was now around the noon hour and it was getting hot.  Jonathon removed
his shirt exposing a beautiful, smooth, and muscular chest.  I really
enjoyed watching this 28 year old Adonis working his magic on a nude 18
year old.  It appeared that Jonathon was enjoying his work.  He carefully
observed his hands as they moved up and down Ricky's back.  I envied his
hands as they caressed Ricky's gluts.   I was mesmerized as I watched him
knead Ricky's thighs.  I wondered how close Jonathon was getting to Ricky's
boy parts.  I was already hard as a rock when Jonathon told Ricky to flip
over.  His semi-hard cock lay as the centerpiece of a well prepared table.
Jonathon worked his chest for a few minutes and was done.

Ricky bragged about how amazing the massage was.  He stood there, towel
hanging about his neck, cock bouncing as He offered to help Jonathon load
his car.  Jonathon said, "You need to get some clothes on dude." "I guess
so", Ricky replied.

Both of the boys left and the codeine kicked in.  I must have slept for
hours when I was awakened by Ricky.  He said he came by to water the sod
and clean the bathroom.  In my drowsiness, I said, "Sure."  While he was
finishing the watering, it dawned on me that he mentioned cleaning the
bathroom.  I was about to check it out and he came up.  I told him to not
worry about the bathroom, "I'm sure it is not that bad."  He told me why.

He said the massage had really made him horny.  He had to fight like
everything to keep from getting hard.  When he got back to the bathroom to
change he was leaking cum.  He said, "When I saw that I knew I had to take
care of it."  "I was standing there, my cock crying for attention.  I
grabbed it, rubbed some of the massage oil on it, and made a few quick
jerks.  My cum sprayed all over your bathroom floor and wall.  I'm really
sorry.  I picked up some cleaning stuff.  I will have it like new."  I
said, "Jonathon's work is awesome is it not?"  "Sure is!" he replied.
"Sometimes it is great to be a boy," I said.  To be continued!