Date: Tue, 20 May 2014 06:24:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: emmett1120@yahoo.com
Subject: "Fishing Trip with Josh" part 3

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Fishing trip with Josh - MONDAY

       I woke up the next morning, realizing I was naked, and remembered
the events from the night before that led to that.  I reached down to my
cock, which was limp, and just started to touch it, reliving in my mind the
scenes from that previous night: the trimming and shaving; the
cock-sucking, everything.  Soon, I was semi-stiff.  I rolled over in the
bed and looked into the living room where Josh was still deep in sleep on
the foldout couch.  I wondered if he had morning wood.  I slowly climbed
out of bed and walked over to him.  He was laying on his side, facing away
from me, really almost on his belly.  I realized that to check for his
morning wood meant I'd need to reach in and over him to feel his cock, or
crawl in with him on the side next to the wall, and reach under him.  I
decided against doing anything, and went into the kitchen (checking first
to make sure the blinds were closed) to make coffee.  The clock read 7:38 -
I had slept in late.  I was hungry too.  As the coffee brewed I returned to
the bedroom and got dressed.  I went to the kitchen, had a bowl of cereal,
made my coffee, and grabbed my tackle to go fish. I slipped out the kitchen
door and down to the lakeside.  It was still calm and quiet.  The neighbors
were out, and I could tell they had already had some luck.  They waved to
me, and I waved back.  I baited my hook and tossed it into the water.  I
took my 2nd rod which was set up for lures and began to toss the lure out
into the water.  This was more successful, and after about 10 minutes I had
landed two pan-sized trout.  I then just went and sat down, waiting to see
if any bites would happen on my bait.  I played out scenes from the night
before.  The trimming and shaving; the sucking; me sucking Josh; and I
began to think about if that might be the ONLY night of fun.  I also
wondered when Josh would wake up.  It was almost 10 AM before I heard the
cabin door open and shut, and Josh walked down by the beach, in the same
board shorts and hoodie he'd worn the day before.  He came over to me, and
squatted on the ground.  He asked if I'd caught anything, and I got up to
pull up the stringer with the two trout to show him.  I gently let them
back in the water and then sat down next to him.  He was squatting down,
looking at the neighbors.
	"So, why didn't you, uh, do something this morning?"  He was quiet.
I knew what he meant, though.
	"Well," I started.  "I wanted to check out your morning wood, but
didn't."
	"Why not?" he asked.
	"Well," I cleared my throat, and looked to make sure that our
neighbors were still on their dock, a few yards from us.  "You were facing
the window and pretty much laying on your belly.  I would have either had
to have reached under you, or crawl into bed and reach under you."  Josh
responded that I should have done that.  He would have liked it.  "There's
another thing," I said, looking out over the lake.  "I don't want you to
think I'm some pervy old dude that is trying to" and I paused, looking at
the neighbors.  Quietly I continued "That I'm some pervy dude that wants to
play with his hot 16 year old stepson every chance I get."
	Josh giggled, and looked at the ground.  "Well," he said.  Then he
looked up at me. "I don't think you're some perv old dude that wants to
play with me.  In fact, I WANT to play with you!  Why do you think I was so
excited about this fishing trip?  As soon as I found out it'd be just us, I
totally got excited about the potential for...." he quieted down, and
turned to where the neighbors were on their dock, making sure they were
still out of earshot.  "....for, you know.......sex."  He turned to me and
smiled slightly.  "And think of how long I've been 'showing' you, right?
Since you and mom started dating, right?"  I began to think.  Yes.  Ever
since I'd started dating his mom and spending time at their home, that's
when he'd be walking around in just underwear.  My mind raced to all the
times he did that, or in the last couple of years when he was in just his
underwear with his mom gone, or times he was in his board shorts, riding
them really low.  Or the times I'd "happen" to see him naked.  It started
to all make sense.  He'd been hot for me since he was 12!
	"I mean," he interrupted my thoughts.  "You know I like guys, not
just my age, but older, 'cause I sucked off my coach who's about your age.
Right?  And I do like guys my age too.  But something about older guys I
really like.  It's like it's more taboo I guess.  And," he paused, looking
out again at the neighbors on their dock.  "I SHOULD tell you that you and
my coach aren't the only older guys I've sucked off and played with."  He
looked again over at the neighbors, and then stood up, and leaned over to
whisper in my ear.  "My dad and I used to play around too, when I was
really young."  I did a double-take, and looked at him in surprise with my
mouth open.  "Your.....DAD?"  I wasn't disgusted, but he must've thought I
was, because Josh crossed his arms and stepped back a bit.  "Shit....", he
began.  "I shouldn't've told you."  I reassured him that it was OK, and I
was surprised, but thought it was hot.  That made Josh relax.  He dropped
his arms to his sides, and squatted by me again.  He began to tell me about
how he and his dad had started.  He said he knew his dad was gay when he
was like 8 or 9, and for some reason, he said he found it exciting.  He
said shortly after that he started to shower with his dad when my now wife
would be out, and he started to play with his dad's dick then.  He said he
sucked off his dad for the first time when he was 10, and was disappointed
when they divorced, since it meant not so much play time.  He confessed
that when he'd go to his dad's on the visitation weekends he'd try to play
with his dad, but with the sister there, he couldn't.  He said he was 12
when he spent a weekend with his dad and partner, and the sister wasn't
there, and that was the first time his dad sucked him off.  He said he
never did anything with the partner, just dad.  But Josh confessed that
since then nothing had happened, because every visitation weekend included
his sister.  I just sat and listened to all this, totally feeling turned on
by the thought of this father/son incest, which I knew extended a bit
towards the sister.  At the end of Josh's revelation, all I did was shake
my head, take a deep breath, and say "wow.  That's fuckin' hot!"
	There was a long pause as we watched a fishing boat troll by.
Josh, who now had picked up stick and was playing with it, spoke.  "So, now
you know everything.  And now you know that I was excited for this fishing
trip 'cause I was hopin' we'd play."  I was so horned up by all that he'd
told me that I completely missed out seeing my pole dancing with a fish on
the line.  Josh got up and quickly reeled in a nice pan sized trout.  I
took the pole from him and took the trout off the hook, and it was during
that time that Josh took off his hoodie.  After I had removed the hook I
looked up and saw him, this super hot looking 16 year old boy, that was
wearing only a pair of board shorts that were riding low on his hips.  I
knew that he was totally smooth down there, and found myself hungry for his
cock again.  I put the trout on the stringer, and rebaited the hook,
tossing it into the water.  Josh started to stretch, raising his arms way
above his head, stretching out his lean, toned, smooth body.  His shorts
dropped a bit as he did this, and I could tell that they were riding on his
dick - that was all that was holding them up.  I told him that stretch was
fucking sexy.  And he dropped his hands to his side, looked at me, smiled,
and said that maybe I was a perv, if just him stretching was a turn on.  I
told him why it was, and he giggled self-consciously.  For some reason, he
reached down and adjusted himself, pulling his board shorts up an inch or
two in the process.  He mentioned that he was hungry.  I asked him if he
knew what time it was, and he said he didn't.  He turned and headed back
into the cabin, and then turned around and yelled from the door that it was
almost 11 AM.  I was getting hungry, but I didn't want to eat lunch yet.  A
couple of minutes later Josh came back out, cereal bowl in hand, and he
came back down to where I was and ate his late breakfast.  He giggled, and
told me he thought maybe I was a horny old perv if just him stretching
turned me on.  I told him that his body looked very, VERY good when he did
that and that his shorts rode down to his dick, and that's why I liked it.
I asked him to keep an eye on my line while I went in to change from my
jeans to shorts.  I walked into the cabin and was in the bedroom when I
heard the front door of the cabin open and close, and then the sink running
as Josh rinsed out the bowl.  He then appeared at the bedroom door, and
stretched his arms up to the top of the doorframe.  I watched as his shorts
slipped down again, held up only by his dick.  He asked if what he was
doing turned me on, and I told him it did.  He dropped his arms down, but
this time, didn't pull his shorts up.  He came over to me and as he did he
opened up the fly of his board shorts, and the slipped down to his thighs.
When he got over to me, the shorts fell to the floor and he stepped out of
them.  Standing in front of me, naked, I looked him over.  His dick was
just a bit stiff.  He reached over to my shorts, and began to undo my belt.
	"So, you hungry?" he asked as he slipped the belt apart.  I told
him I was, and was thinking of making a sandwich.  He laughed.  "No, I
mean, hungry for me."  He kept working the belt and had it undone.  I
looked down and could literally see his dick getting stiffer.  He undid the
fly of my shorts and unzipped them, letting them plop down to the floor.
He then looked at me and quietly spoke.  "So, maybe, for that sandwich, you
could use some special sauce on it.  Some boy sauce." He smiled, and I
looked down at his fully erect cock.  I told him it sounded delicious.  I
was standing there in my shirt and underwear, and by now had become fully
erect as well.  "C'mon" he said, taking me by the hand and leading me into
the kitchen.  I was nervous, since he was naked and I was almost naked.
The blinds were still closed, but I was concerned that maybe our neighbors
would come to visit.  I excused myself and closed the front door of the
cabin and locked it.  As I returned to the kitchen Josh was digging into
the fridge to pull out the lunch meat and stuff for my sandwich.  Just
seeing him naked and hard, and begin to make my sandwich, was so
exhilarating to see.  I walked into the kitchen, made sure that door was
locked, and then went and stood next to him.  He was making a sandwich
alright.  But after he put on the meat, he asked if I wanted the special
sauce.  I looked at him and asked if he was serious, and he said he was.
With that, he got up on his tiptoes so he could have his cock over the
sandwich.  I told him to hold on for a second, and I pulled out a plate and
put the sandwich on there, then placed it below him so he didn't have to be
on his tiptoes.  I stood there and held the plate as he began to stroke his
cock.  I did wonder how long it would take, since the night before last
when he jerked off it had taken several minutes.  He told me to raise up
the plate a bit, and as I did he placed the piss slit of his cock on my
sandwich meat.  He then returned to stroking and as he did, I could see a
bit of precum had been placed on the meat.  Over the next five minutes he
repeated that, but it was then apparent that he was getting ready to cum.
He reached down with his free hand and angled the plate a bit, and then,
with a deep groan, he started to shoot his load.  His first spurt of cum
overshot the plate and hit me on my underwear, but the subsequent shots of
his cum splashed on my sandwich, and soon he was milking as much of his cum
out as he could, touching his cockhead to the meat of the sandwich.  I felt
my mouth water in anticipation of what this would be like.  He got to the
point where it was obvious he was done, and he took my plate, and placed
the other slice of bread on the cum soaked lunchmeat, handing it to me.  I
put the plate down, lifted the sandwich off, and took a bite.  He had shot
so much cum on the meat that the bread slipped and the sandwich almost fell
apart.  I picked up the plate and put the sandwich back down.  But the
taste and texture of his cum sure was interesting.  As I chewed he asked me
what it was like and I told him to take a bite of the sandwich, which he
did.  It slipped apart as well as he did this, which caused him to giggle.
	"Is this the first time you've done a cum sandwich?" I asked.  He
giggled, and while he chewed he mouthed a "no".  He swallowed, and told me
he'd done that before when he'd made sandwiches for himself.  But he
confessed that he'd never shot that much so he was surprised how easily it
slipped apart.  I took a knife and sliced it in half, figuring that'd be
easier to eat.  And it was.  He watched as I finished off the one half, and
even though I offered him the other half, he politely refused, saying it
was all for me.  As I finished off the second half, I looked down at his
still stiff cock, then back up to his eyes.  I placed the plate in the
sink, intent on washing it.  But just then, Josh took the hand towel, and
dropped it on the floor.  He then got down on his knees, with the towel as
a cushion, and then he began to pull down the waistband of my boxer briefs,
and soon had them on the floor, releasing my fully erect cock.  Deftly he
licked the precum off the tip of my cock, and then slowly took me into his
waiting mouth.  Again, the intensity of his oral ministrations on me was so
intense, and I found myself thrusting my cock into his mouth, face-fucking
him.  I was pretty horned up, and it didn't take too long before I felt the
sensation as I climaxed and shot my load fully into his mouth and down his
throat.  He stayed on me, sucking all the cum out of me as he could, even
as I started to limp down.  He finally pulled off me, and wiped his mouth
with the back of his hand and forearm.  He then pulled himself up, while at
the same time I pulled up my boxer briefs.  Josh made a comment that he
needed to shower, and I told him I needed to as well.  I followed him into
the bathroom and watched as he got into the shower stall, turned on the
water, and lathered himself up.  I stripped off my underwear and shirt and
stood naked in the bathroom, watching him shower.  He was done soon, so I
got a towel and handed it to him and watched him dry off.  He was back to
being semi-stiff, as was I.  I got in and showered down, washing my hair.
I noticed Josh had shut down the toilet lid and was sitting there watching
me, legs spread and cock at a nice stiffness.  I started to play with
myself in the shower, looking at him through the frosted glass, and even
though I had just shot a load, I stroked myself to a nice boner and did
climax, with little results.  But it got Josh off and he stroked his boy
cock to full hardness and a dry climax as well.  I got out, and dried off
as Josh sat and watched.  We dropped the towels to the floor and headed
into the bedroom.  I pulled out a fresh pair of boxer briefs, a clean shirt
and put my cargo shorts back on.  Josh just found a pair of red and blue
soccer shorts and slipped those on, no underwear.  I asked him if he
brought any underwear and he told me a couple of pairs, but he was not
planning on wearing any all week.  I smiled at him, and watched as he
turned away from me, and saw how the soccer shorts hugged his ass crack so
nicely.  I realized that the nylon in these shorts would probably show him
good, and was pleased when he turned to say something and I caught a
glimpse of how his cock head was outlined by the nylon.  Yes, I liked these
shorts on him.  Just then there was a knocking on the kitchen door.  I went
out of the bedroom and passed Josh, feeling up one of his ass cheeks as I
did, and opened the kitchen door.  It was one of our neighbors.  He told us
that they had rented a pontoon for the day, and wondered if we'd like to
join them for the afternoon.  I looked at Josh, who nodded an enthusiastic
agreement.  I offered to cover part of the cost, but our gracious neighbor
declined.  We set up the time when we'd meet at the marina and he told us
what boat to look for.  I knew with 6 people on board fishing that we'd not
have too much room for trolling, but I took a trolling rod set up, a bait
set up, and Josh took both of our lure-casting set ups.  I suggested to
Josh that he might wish to put on underwear, since the nylon in his shorts
showed the nice details of his ass and cock.  He reluctantly agreed, and
slipped into the bedroom to put on a pair of boxer briefs, and then a loose
fitting tank top.  It was one I liked him in, since it showed off his toned
arms and shoulders nicely, but was also baggy and low cut so his sides
showed as well.  He must've known I liked it.  He slipped on flip flops,
grabbed his baseball cap, and we headed to my Jeep, putting the tackle in
the back.  We drove to the marina and met our neighbors, who were just
getting their gear on the boat.  We headed out onto the lake and started to
let out our trolling lines.  There wasn't too much space, so Josh stood on
the fantail and cast lures towards shore.  Soon, he had a nice bite, and
reeled in a nice 1-pounder.  Soon after that one of our boat-mates had a
bite, and for the next hour we all had some luck.  We stayed out for over 4
hours, and each of us had at least 2 trout.  We agreed to do a fish-fry
that night.  We got back to the marina and drove back to the cabins.  I had
Josh clean out our catch, plus what I had that morning.
	We walked over the lawn to where our neighbors had started the
coals in the grill.  Soon we were bullshitting and talking about the
fishing.  Josh was acting pretty normal for a 16-year old guy: he was
bored.  As the evening progressed he would interject about fishing, or
respond to questions, but mostly he stayed quiet.  After dinner we lit a
fire in the fire pit and then sat around drinking wine and talking about
all sorts of things.  Josh leaned over, told me he was cold, and said he
was going to get his hoodie.  He left, went to the cabin, and came back
out, pulling his hoodie over his head.  He plopped in his chair next to me,
and continued his typical 16-year old disinterest in the conversation.  I
started to wonder if he'd removed his underwear when he went in for the
hoodie, but realized that he couldn't have in the time he got the hoodie.
Finally, about 10:30 or so, the fire had pretty much gone out, so Josh
fetched a bucket of water and doused it.  We stood around for a few more
minutes to make sure it was extinguished, and then, saying our goodnights,
we headed to our cabin.  Josh seemed to be in a rush: he was already at
steps to the cabin front door by the time I was 1/2-way there.  He opened
the door and held it open for me, and I walked in and shut the door behind
me.  As I closed the door and shut off the porch light, Josh stripped off
the hoodie, casually tossing it on the couch.  As I turned on the room
light Josh walked into the bedroom, switched on the light in there, and
stripped off his tank top, tossing it on his luggage.  Then, in one swift
move, he pulled his soccer shorts and his underwear off and tossed them in
a heap on his duffle bag.  He turned to me, naked, and pointing to his
cock, said "shave?"  I smiled, and walked towards him.  He plopped himself
on the bed, laying back.  I went into the bathroom, opened the cabinet and
pulled out the electric razor.  I walked over to him and was about to start
when Josh told me I had to be naked too.  He sat up, and started to pull up
on my sweater.  I helped him take it off, and my t-shirt came off with it
easily.  Josh then undid my belt and the fly of my shorts, and started to
pull them down with my underwear.  It didn't take long to get naked, and by
the time I was, my cock was semi-stiff.  Josh lay back down and I fired up
the razor.  Josh's cock was semi-hard too, but as soon as I touched it to
hold it up (so I could shave him) it started to get harder between my
fingers.  It didn't take long to shave him, just barely a minute.  His
pubic peach fuzz just wasn't too much.  When I was done I returned to the
bathroom and put the razor away.  I needed to pee and brush my teeth, so I
shut the door (which I realized I didn't need to do), and peed into the
toilet, which was tough to do with my semi-boner.  I then went over to the
sink and brushed my teeth.  As I did the bathroom door opened and Josh
walked in.  He went to the toilet, put the seat up and proceeded to let a
stream go out.  I could tell it was tough for him because he was semi-hard
as well.  He finished up, flushed the toilet and came over by me.  He asked
if we could watch a movie, but instead of on the couch, could we watch it
in bed together.  I liked the idea so I said OK, and he went to get the TV.
He pulled the little table close to the foot of the bed, and turned it on.
He came back in and asked me what side he could take.  I motioned against
the wall, so he crawled on the bed, and then pulled the covers back and
slipped underneath them.  I asked why he did that and he said he didn't
know.  I pulled up the covers on my side and slipped in, but then I had to
get up again and turn off the living room and bedroom lights.  We got
close, our shoulders, arms, hips and legs touching.  I started to get hard
again feeling his naked body so close.  Our bodies were very close
together. I could smell that typical teen-boy musk, and thought I actually
liked it.  As the movie went on, Josh moved his right leg and placed it on
top of my left leg, and in so doing this, his thigh was resting against my
cock.  That slight stimulation turned me on, and I felt it get harder, as
well as create a line of precum wetness.  Josh then moved again, placing
his right shoulder deeper into my chest, so that my left shoulder was
behind his right.  My left hand was now pressed against his lower right
hip, and almost to his right ass cheek.  He moved again, cuddling into me
deeper.  He was now fully sitting on my hand, so he picked up his ass
cheek, and told me to move it.  I did, draping my arm around his shoulders
so he now was cuddled into me.  I found myself so totally aroused at the
sensuality of this that I began to breathe onto his neck.  He quietly told
me that my breathing onto his neck was really turning him on.  I told him I
was too, and moved so that my rock hard wet cock could press against him.
In a swift move Josh turned off the TV, tossed the remote on the floor, and
turned towards me.  He moved in close to me, our faces inches apart.  I
knew what he wanted, and I wanted it too.  So, his kiss on my lips, the
first one between us, was timid and shy.  But the second wasn't, and soon
he and I were locked in a passionate makeout session.  Josh shifted so he
had his body directly over mine.  Not breaking our kissing he reached down
and made sure his cock and mine were lined up.  He then pressed his weight
down, pushing our hard-ons together.  It was wonderful.  As we continued to
make out he humped me in a nice, slow rhythm, making sure our cocks stayed
lined up with each other.  I was now holding onto him with both of my hands
on his firm ass cheeks, pushing him into me.  I felt passionate, lustful,
desirous, and I wanted more.  I wanted his teen boy cock in my mouth, I
wanted his boi juice flowing over my tongue and down my throat.  I wanted
to fuck him.  Oh My GOD!  I realized I wanted to fuck this boy!  I HAD to
fuck this boy!!!  My kisses grew more passionate, almost more aggressive.
I felt him return the passion, forcing his tongue deep into my mouth.  We
were panting.  His humping grew stronger, and I tried to edge so I wouldn't
cum.  I wanted to cum, but in his boy ass.  Then, he stopped humping, and
broke our passionate kiss.
	"John," he said, panting heavily from the passionate humping and
making out.  "I want you..." a pause as he swallowed, and took a deep
breath.  "I want you to..." a pause again, as he wet his lips.  And then he
moved his mouth next to my ear.  "I want you to fuck me" he said in a
whisper.  He moved away so he could look at my eyes, which was tough in the
darkened bedroom.  "Whhhhhhhhat?" I whispered back.  He swallowed again.
"I want you....to...fuck me."  He was very matter of fact now, and had
caught his breath.  I blinked.  Josh then confessed that he'd been wanting
me to fuck him for the last couple of years, since his mom and I married
and he saw me regularly.  He then shared that he actually had always wanted
his dad to fuck him, but felt odd in asking that, even though they were
sexually active with each other.  But he reiterated again that he wanted me
to fuck him.  I commented how could we do it.  I told him I didn't have any
lube.  He said we didn't need any, and I asked him if he meant that his
hole was big enough.  He giggled a "no", and moved off of me and out of the
bed.  He went into the bathroom, switched on the light and came back out
with the liquid hand soap.
	"This is a GREAT lube!" he said.  "I used it on my cock the other
day and it really kept it nice 'n' lubed up.  And," he added, "I've used it
to finger myself before and I get 3 fingers in easily.  THIS will work!" he
stated, holding the bottle out.  I shrugged my shoulders, and agreed.  Josh
then got on the bed, and pulled the covers back, exposing me.  He straddled
and then sat on my legs.  He shot some of the soap onto his hand, quite a
bit of it actually, and then wiped my dick all over with it, from the tip
of my cock head down to my smooth balls.  I joked that we should have
shaved me as well when I shaved him.  He giggled.  Then he squirted some
more soap on his hand, getting it on his fingers, and then he reached
around behind himself and, even though I couldn't actually see it, he
covered his hole and inserted his fingers in there to put the soap as far
in as he could go.  He then got up and went into the bathroom, grabbing a
towel, which he used to wipe his hands off.  He brought it back to the bed
and dropped it on my left side.  He then crawled over to me, straddled me
again, but this time moved upwards towards me, he bent down and kissed me
again, and then, taking my cock in his right hand, he slowly positioned
himself so he was just over it.  Picking it up, he stood it as straight up
as he could, and I watched as he lowered himself onto it.  I could feel my
cock head touch his asshole, and almost felt I'd explode right then.  I
took a deep breath and tried to edge.  Josh asked what I was doing and I
told him.  He giggled and started to let himself down on my cock head. I
felt his hole start to open with the generous lubing that he did, and
slowly it slipped in.  Josh would make a noise every time it moved in a bit
deeper, sometimes that noise you make when you hurt yourself a bit, but
sometimes it was a moan or an "oh!" as he slipped my cock into his boy ass.
He worked me, moving his asshole over my cock head until it began to slip
in, and when it did there was almost a feeling of a "POP", since my cock
head was a bit larger width-wise than my shaft.  Josh made some more noise
and his breathing changed as I penetrated his boy hole.  I felt good too,
not having every fucked a boy ass and feeling how tight he was.  Soon, he
began to let himself slowly down my cockshaft, a little at at time, making
noises as he did.  He was obviously both enjoying this and feeling some
pain as he pushed me deeper into his ass.  He moved down more, and I found
myself making noises.  There was a grunt from Josh as he got down to about
halfway on my cock.  I felt a slight squeeze as his asshole constricted
around my cock, and I almost shot my load then and there.  He must've
known, because he told me to hold on.  Josh bent down and began to kiss me
deeply while he simultaneously pushed himself farther down my cock.  Even
as we made out he would make noises, both pleasure and pain noises.  I
started to push up, seing if I could help, but Josh stopped our kiss to
tell me not too.  He needed to be able to control how deep I went in since
it was his first time.  He returned to kissing me as he moved up my cock a
bit, then back down, going past where he'd been.  It was then he started to
fuck me, moving up slowly and back down, only about 1/2-way down my cock
shaft.  So, it was probably all he could handle - for now.  For the next
couple of minutes Josh would move slowly up my cock, almost pulling off of
me, and then down a few inches, never going all the way down.  It was a
slow love-making, and then, I felt it.  I couldn't hold it.  I told him I
was cumming and he pushed his tongue deep in my mouth, kissing me
passionately as my cum was shot in his no-longer virgin hole.  I don't know
how much I shot, but it felt good.  Even though I wished I could have
gotten my cock deeper in his ass, it still was unbelievable.  Josh
continued to kiss me as my cock slowed its pulses and then started to limp
down.  Josh then said he thought he needed to shower, and he pulled off of
me.  As he did I could feel my cum dripping down my cock, and as he
completely pulled off there was the unmistakable sound of a queef - the
sound made when a guy's cock is being pulled out of a wet pussy, or in this
case, a wet asshole.  Josh got off the bed, and walked into the bathroom,
switching on the light, legs held tight together.  He started the shower as
I laid on the bed, panting from just having fucked this nice 16 year old
boy.  I too felt the need for a shower since my cock was covered in liquid
hand-soap, my cum and maybe even shit.  So I got up to and walked into the
bathroom.  Josh was just stepping in as I walked in, and the first thing he
did was insert his fingers in his ass to clean himself and drain my cum.
That alone was wonderful to see.  He took a couple of minutes to do that
and make sure he was clean, and then he asked if I needed to shower too,
which I said I did.  He turned off the water, and asked me for a towel.  I
handed him one as he stepped out, water dripping down his toned, firm,
smooth chest, and belly, and small droplets falling off his cock.  I
offered to dry him off, and he smiled and handed the towel back to me.  I
took my time: I started with his left arm, then his right, then his chest
(he hadn't gotten his hair wet).  I told him to turn, and then I did his
back and his shoulders.  I moved the towel down to his ass and told him to
spread his legs, and as he did, I ran the towel between his legs to dry his
asshole.  I then got on my knees and dried his legs, starting at his thighs
and moving down, doing the right leg first.  Then I told him to face me,
and as he did, his cock was at my chin level.  I dried it and his balls
carefully, noticing he was just a bit stiff again.  I then leaned in and
licked his cock head, knowing he'd not gotten off yet.  And before he could
even say how good that felt I had his cock in my mouth, hungrily sucking
him.  And as he moaned (in great pleasure this time) I found his hole and
inserted a finger.  I felt his cock twitch a bit in my mouth as I did that.
His asshole tightened on my finger at the same time.  I was vigorously
sucking off this boy, having had that hunger since we started to make out.
I took him in as deep as I ever had, moaning myself in the pleasure of
sucking this gorgeous 16-year old boy's cock.  It didn't take long before
the pulsing began, and I could feel his warm boy juice squirt from his hard
cock shaft and into my mouth.  But the other sensation I felt was that with
each climax, his asshole squeezed my finger. It was then that I decided
that the next time I fucked him, I'd be jerking him off or have him jerk
himself off so I could feel that on my cock.  After several seconds Josh's
climax ended, and I could sense he was done shooting.  I pulled off of him,
swallowed, and extracted my finger from his asshole.  I got up and he told
me to kiss him, because he wanted to taste his cum in my mouth.  We stepped
into each other, naked boy with naked man, and kissed.  His tongue swirled
around, trying to get his own boy juice out as much as he could.  I was
hard again, pressing it against him.  We broke the kiss, and he said he
could taste something, and thought it was his cum.  I told him it was, and
released him so I could start the shower.  As I got in, Josh went and sat
on the toilet, and just watched as I rinsed off my chest, and cleaned off
my cock.  I looked down and saw it was a bit raw from fucking him.  I
cleaned it off and then shut off the shower.  Josh stood up, grabbed a
towel, and held it over the shower door for me to take.  I dried in the
shower stall a bit, and then stepped out to Josh holding out his hand and
asking me for the towel.  He wanted to dry ME off!  So I let him.  He took
his time, working my hairy chest, my flat butt, my thighs and thick calf
muscles, and then my cock.  He kissed the piss slit, and commented how red
my cock shaft was.  It was then he asked me to check out his hole and see
if it was red.  He dropped the towel, and bent over grabbing his ankles.  I
spread his ass cheeks apart and saw that his hole was a bit red.  I then
asked him how the soap had worked as a lubricant and he said it was OK, but
that KY Jelly may have worked better.  I told him I'd go into town and get
some the next day.  Then, we just stood in the bathroom, looking at each
other's naked bodies and limp cocks.
	"So," he started hesitantly.  "I'll just go" and he pointed out of
the bathroom.  "...you know, make up the couch."  I could tell.  He didn't
want to sleep on the couch.  He wanted to sleep with me.  I took his other
hand and pulled him to me.  Caressing his shoulder with my other hand and
looking down as his cock I said "No."  Then I looked in his eyes.  "You can
sleep with me."  A gentle smile crossed his face, and his eyes lightened
up.  He leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips, and guided me from the
bathroom to the bed.  As I was led to the bed I wanted more.  I could NOT
get enough of this boy!  But I felt exhausted from fucking him, and then
blowing him.  And as I passed the dresser I could see the time - well past
midnight.  I let him guide me into bed, and then he crawled in on the wall
side of the bed.  He leaned into me, kissed me on the cheek, and cuddled
with his head on my shoulder.  My dick stayed limp, but I knew I wanted
more.  I drifted off to sleep with this gorgeous 16-year old boy cuddling
with me.