Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2012 02:13:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Greg <fotogme11@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mr. Hottie ch 09

Mr. Hottie

By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com)
Story Consultant: Drew
Editor and Proofreader: Jere

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from the author.

This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places,
events or other entities is purely coincidental.  The story involves gay
sex, and was written solely for the reading enjoyment of adults who aren't
offended by the subject matter!  If you are underage, or this type of
material is illegal where you live, please leave now.

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Thanks to those of you who enjoyed and emailed me after chapter 8!  I
really appreciate it!

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Chapter 9

"SHIT!" Shaun exclaimed loudly.  "Someone's coming!"

Zach laughed.  "It's probably only my mom."

`Only,' Shaun thought.  He wasn't too keen on ANYBODY but Zach seeing him
naked ... especially not an adult.  He guessed Mrs. Andersen would get
several good looks at him in the nude, though, since Zach expected Shaun to
be naked all the while he was visiting.  `But what if it wasn't his mom?'
As the sound of car tires on gravel grew louder, Shaun dashed behind a
nearby juniper.  Jake was hot on his heels.

Zach laughed loudly.  "Chicken!"

But his smile faded quickly, as an older, silver Honda Accord came into
view.  The driver sure wasn't Mrs. Andersen!  Zach whistled for Jake, and
the dog ran from Shaun's side to his master's.  Shaun watched Zach pet the
dog uneasily for a moment, as he stood to greet the car.  The burly,
middle-aged man behind the wheel stopped the car beside Zach and rolled
down his window.

Noticing what appeared to be a lecherous glint in the man's steely grey
eyes, Zach rested his right hand on Jake's neck.  "Can I help you?"

Licking his lips, as his penis stiffened in his slacks, the man thought,
`Could you ever!'  But he only said, "Is your mom at home?"

"Not right now."  As soon as the words escaped his lips, Zach wished he
hadn't uttered them.  His body stiffened immediately, and so did Shaun's,
when the man turned off the car motor.  Zach glanced in the backseat of the
car and noticed several cartons.  "We don't allow salesmen here, anyways.
So you'd better go, right now!"

The man made some kind of reply, but he made no move to start the car and
leave.  Shaun watched him intently.  Even from twenty feet away, he could
see the pure lust on the man's face, as he eyed Zach from head to toe.  It
was as if the man was struggling with himself, and Shaun could guess the
reason why.  Maybe Jake would protect Zach, if the man decided to get
physical.  But at the moment, friendly dog that he was, he just stood
beside Zach and wagged his tail.

The man seemed to be assessing the situation ... repeatedly shifting his
gaze between pet and owner ... while he continued to smooth-talk Zach.
Zach even relaxed some, but when the man began to open his car door, Shaun
knew he had to do something.  Mustering up every ounce of courage in his
young body, forgetting about his nudity, and never even considering that
the man might have a weapon, he stepped from behind the tree.

"Hey!" he shouted, as gruffly as his pubescent voice would allow.  He ran
to his friend's side.

Jake, finally sensing that something might be wrong, bared his teeth, and
began to growl.

`TWO of them!' the man thought.  Then, glancing towards the suddenly
menacing dog, he quickly pulled the car door shut and shook his head.
`What had come over him, anyway?  Did he honestly think the kid would just
get in the car with him?  And, what did he think he was going to do with
the boy, anyway?'  Well, he knew what he'd LIKE to do; but the kid was old
enough that he might put up a serious fight.

Without even taking the time to really look at Shaun, in one quick motion,
he started his car and began to back out of the drive.

Memorizing as much of the license plate number as he could, Zach watched
the man with disgust, while yelling, "Get out of here, you fucking perv!"
Filled with relief and sincere gratitude, he turned to Shaun.  "Thanks, man
... for showing up when you did."  Roughly, he tousled the fur on Jake's
chest.  "And you were NO HELP at all."  But Zach wasn't mad at his dog;
smiling, he petted him affectionately.

Shaun apologized.  "I'm sorry I wasn't out here with you the whole time."

"That's all right, Shaun; at least, you came out of hiding when it
counted."

"Do you think he'll be back?"

Zach shook his head.  "Not if he has any brains in that butt-ugly head of
his."  He draped his arm over Shaun's shoulder.  "Come on; let's forget
about him.  We were gonna go swimming, remember?"

After glancing up the driveway and assuring himself that the man had,
indeed, gone, Shaun allowed himself to relax a bit.  He even smiled.  "Have
you got a swimming pool, or what?"

Zach laughed.  "We don't need a pool here on the farm.  Follow me, and
you'll see!"

The boys hustled down the drive, and between the house and barn.  A much
trodden path, which began just behind the barn, led in a northerly
direction, through a field of thigh-high, greenish yellow grasses toward a
thick line of trees a short distance away.  Stepping onto the hard-packed
soil of the path, Zach led Shaun toward the large stand of willows.  Jake
bounded ahead of the boys.  From many past experiences, he knew where they
were headed.

A gentle breeze sighed through the tall grass.  It had been an unusually
wet spring and summer on the Front Range ... until late July, anyway
... and the Andersen's would get two good mowings of hay from the field.
Like her mother before her, Heidi contracted with a local rancher to mow,
bale, and buy the hay.  The extra income always came in handy for their
small family.

"It's sure an awesome day," Zach observed, glancing across the sun-drenched
field, before gazing upwards to a mostly blue sky.

"Yeah ... it's like being in the middle of nowhere out here."  While Shaun
had felt uncomfortable being naked in the front yard, he really enjoyed the
feeling of freedom away from the house.  No doubt about it, Zach really had
it made!

"Zach, you must spend a lot of time out here alone."

"Well, sometimes it's nice to be by myself; but over summer vacation,
anyways, I usually have a lot of friends around."  The boys entered the
clump of trees.  "Remember that bridge on this side of McIntosh Lake
... where we stopped and talked?  Suddenly, the trees opened, and a
wetlands appeared in front of the boys.  "I think this must be the same
creek."

"You call all this water a creek?" Shaun asked.  It looked more like a
large pond, or even a small lake, to him.

Zach laughed.  "Check this out!"  He ran to the right, along the hard dirt
shoreline, stopping as close as he could get to a good-sized dam of sticks
and branches.  Water trickled around the edges of it, into the shallow
creek beyond.

"Is that a beaver dam?" Shaun asked.  Even without the dam, from all the
gnawed-off tree trunks, it was obvious that beaver had been working the
area.

"Fuck, yeah, it is ... and it's what made this awesome swimming hole!"

"Cool..."  Shaun had seen beaver dams before, of course, but never anywhere
close to where people lived.  "The beavers just let you swim in their
home?"

Zach shook his head.  "They're never around during the summer ... at least,
I don't see them, if they are ... but they've returned every fall since
we've lived here.  So it works out pretty good for both them and us.  They
ought to be coming back before too much longer, I guess.  But the water
will probably be too cold for swimming by then, anyways."  Zach nodded
toward a large pile of sticks near the northwest shoreline, in the water
furthest from where they were standing.  "That's their lodge ... where they
live ... over there."

"Awesome!" Shaun exclaimed.  "Hey, is the water deep enough to swim all the
way over to it?"

Zach nodded his head.  "It should be."

With an evil gleam in his eyes, Shaun took off running.  He kicked off his
flip-flops at the water's edge.  "Last one to the beaver lodge has to suck
the other guy's cock tonight."  He belly-flopped into the water and began
to swim strongly across the large pond.

Zach laughed for a second, before jumping in after his friend.  Though
Shaun had a good head start, because Zach was a much more developed teen,
and a powerful swimmer to boot, he drew abreast of Shaun before they
reached the lodge.  Shaun was also an excellent swimmer, however.  His arm
muscles were burning from the exertion, but he forced himself to swim even
harder.  He didn't want to be the one to lose the bet!

Zach noticed Shaun inch ahead, and could have fought to catch and pass him
... but he didn't.  He would be more than happy sucking off his friend!  He
couldn't let Shaun know that he'd let him win, though.

In the end, Shaun won the race by less than an arm's length.

"Victory!" he shouted gleefully.

Treading water, Zach laughed loudly.  "Yeah ... because you cheated; that's
the only reason."

"Who, me?"  Shaun's high voice sounded so innocent.

The boys checked out the beaver lodge for a few minutes.  From the outside,
anyway, it just appeared to be a mound of sticks and some mud.  But the mud
was hard as rock, so it probably offered good protection from the coyotes
that could often be heard howling at night.  Zach told Shaun that the door
was under water, and the boys took a moment to duck under and check it out,
as best they could.

Since the Beaver Family hadn't left a welcome mat by the door, the boys
decided to leave well enough alone and swam back to the opposite shore.

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly.  The teens had a lot of fun
... swimming, tossing a stick to Jake and watching him acrobatically jump
into the water for it, sunbathing, and otherwise goofing around.  Dark
complected, Shaun had never sunburned in his life, but an afternoon in the
high altitude, Colorado sun left his formerly creamy butt cheeks a deep
reddish-brown by the time the boys decided they'd better head back to the
house.  Fortunately, they didn't hurt any.

The boys turned to leave the beaver pond.  A while earlier, Jake had
disappeared somewhere, but Zach didn't seem at all concerned ... Jake knew
the way home.  On the walk back toward the house, Shaun's earlier worries,
about Mrs. Andersen seeing him nude, returned.

"Zach, don't you feel even a little bit funny, being naked in front of your
mom?  Especially when you get hard, and stuff."  He paused.  "I mean..."

"What?"  Zach laughed.

Shaun shook his head.  "I don't know.  It just seems weird, that's all."

"Only because it's all new to you, Shaun.  Fuck, I've always been like
this.  Remember how I acted in that story?"

"Yeah, I guess I see what you mean."  Shaun chuckled.  "Hey, are you REALLY
sure it was you in that story?"  Even though it seemed highly unlikely,
after thinking about it some, Shaun couldn't help but wonder if maybe the
names were just a million to one coincidence.

"I guess I'm not SURE of anything.  But I THINK I remember some of that
stuff happening."  He wondered about a couple of photos that his mom had of
him as a little boy.  While they could have been taken just about anywhere,
and at any time, they COULD have been shot by the high school guys in the
story.  "I'll ask Mom about everything after we get back to the house.  I
bet she'll know."

Although Shaun was still concerned about Mrs. Andersen ogling him in the
buff, he supposed there wasn't much he could do about it.  They had already
reached the nearest corner of the barn, and he was pretty sure he wouldn't
be able to get to his shorts in the bedroom, without running into her
somewhere. `Pretty sure' turned to `certain' as soon as the boys rounded
the barn. The woman was in the usually well-kept back yard of the house,
trimming her roses.  Thorny, pruned canes had been strewn all around.

She saw them as they advanced.

"Shaun!"  In the fast-approaching twilight, she stood to greet the boys.
"It's really good to see you again!  I'm glad you're going to be spending
some time with us."  She smiled at Shaun and then her son.  "I always like
getting to know Zach's friends."

Shaun was incredulous; she didn't stare at his naked body at all!  It was
as if she didn't even notice he wasn't wearing clothes, and Shaun felt
comfortable around her right away.

"Hey, Mrs. Andersen; you've got an awesome place here!"  Shaun wished he
had a backyard he could call his own.

"Thanks, Shaun.  We like it, anyway; don't we Zach?"

"Yep ... it's sure a LOT better than our old apartment!"

"We WERE outgrowing that one room..."  She turned to Shaun.  "Did Zach tell
you that we used to live in Leadville?"

"Um, yes, ma'am," Shaun replied, using his best manners with the woman.

Heidi shook her head, laughing hard.  "I don't know when any of Zach's
friends have ever called me ma'am!"

Shaun began to blush deeply.

Not accustomed to seeing boys get embarrassed, Heidi wrapped her arm around
Shaun's thin shoulders in a motherly way.  "But I like it, Shaun ... a
lot!"

Zach rolled his eyes.  "So ... trying to make my other friends look bad to
my mom, are you?"  He liked to kid Shaun whenever possible; sometimes Shaun
reacted unexpectedly.

Not this time, however.  Shaun didn't know what to say, so he just put on a
goofy smile, as the excess blood slowly drained from his face.

"Mom, I'm starving!  Are we gonna be eating soon?"

"I thought maybe we could order a pizza tonight," Heidi replied, giving
Shaun a brief squeeze, before releasing him.  "Do you like pizza, Shaun?"

"It's only like my favorite food!"  In the blink of an eye, Shaun's
cockeyed grin changed into a big smile.

"Why don't you boys decide what toppings you want?  Anything will be fine
with me.  I'm not very hungry, and I'll probably just eat one piece,
anyway.  I think there's a coupon from Papa John's on the fridge.  Zach,
you can call in the order.  Then you boys had better get baths, while I fix
the salad."

After barely discussing it, they settled on a large, thick crust pepperoni
pizza with extra cheese.  Zach dialed the number on the coupon, and the
girl who took the order said it would be delivered in 20 or 30 minutes.

"Where's your bathroom, anyway?" Shaun asked.  "I've had to go for hours."

Zach snickered.  "What, can't you piss outside?"

"I'm not talking about pissing..."

"Oh."  Zach nodded.  "It's the door right next to my bedroom."  Shaun
hurried from the kitchen, and Zach called after his friend.  "Try not to
stink up the place too bad.  I'll be in for our bath in a minute."

Shaun heard the words `our bath', but they didn't register, until Zach
joined him in the bathroom moments later.  Shaun was still on the toilet
... working to take a large dump ... as Zach started water gushing into the
old-fashioned, claw-foot tub.

"Fuck, Shaun..."  Zach fanned the air in front of his nose, as Shaun
finally relieved himself.  Laughing, Zach opened the large window over the
tub to air out the room, while Shaun stood and began to wipe.  "I thought I
said not to stink up the place!"

"Hey, I tried my best."  Shaun chuckled, flushing the toilet, as he glanced
at the tub.  "You meant it, when you said bath, didn't you?"  Shaun had
never taken a bath before ... that he could remember, anyway.

"Yeah," Zach sighed, stepping into the filling tub.  "Come on, get in here
with me.  You can be on the faucet end."  He laughed.  "This old house
doesn't have a shower ... and lots of times baths are a pain ... but I like
them in winter."

"Why winter?" Shaun asked.

He stepped into the tub and settled into the water between Zach's feet.
Maybe the second-hand, cast iron tub had been average sized when it was
installed in the 1940's, but it was quite a bit deeper than the fiberglass
tubs in the Carter apartment.  As the tub filled, both Shaun and Zach
crossed their legs Indian-style.

"Because this house is drafty in winter, and we use an old space heater in
the bathroom.  It's hard to explain how it feels to sit in hot water, in a
room that's sorta chilly, with warm air blowing over your body after it's
wet ... but I get goosebumps all over ... AND hard!"  Laughing, Zach picked
up the bottle of shampoo, emptied some into his palm, and handed it to
Shaun.  "You'll get to see what I mean in a couple of months."

"Awesome!"  Shaun emptied some of the golden liquid into his hand.  He'd
never experienced anything like what Zach just described, and thought it
sounded interesting.  But more than anything, he liked the idea that Zach
expected he would be making more visits to the farm.

"Hey, you'd better turn off the water.  If the tub runs over, Mom'll make
you mop it up!"

Smiling, Shaun reached behind himself and shut off the faucet, though that
sure didn't keep water off the floor!  As they washed themselves, the boys
played around like little kids, splashing water everywhere.  Neither Zach
nor Shaun had ever bathed with another guy before, but both had loads of
fun.  By the time Mrs. Andersen called out for them to hurry up, both boys
had hard-ons that wouldn't quit, though neither had touched himself or the
other in an especially sexual way.

"I can't wait until later tonight, when you get to take care of this for
me," Shaun said, glancing down at his erect cock, which was throbbing
non-stop, while pointing toward the ceiling.  His dick was so hard, that
when he stepped out of the tub onto the already wet linoleum floor, it
didn't bounce at all.

"I'm looking forward to it even more than you," Zach replied truthfully,
following Shaun from the bathtub.  He had no idea whether or not he would
enjoy giving head.  But if he was any good at giving Shaun a blow job
... and he was going to try his very best ... he hoped his friend would
return the favor.  Just thinking about the possibility of Shaun sucking
him, caused precum to dribble from the barely unsheathed tip of Zach's
curved penis.

Of course, Shaun noticed.

"Hey ... it's a good thing the floor is already wet in here!"

"I know."  Zach smirked, reaching into the cloudy water and pulling the
drain plug.  As the bath water swirled from the tub, he grabbed a towel for
himself, and handed a second to Shaun.  "I'm gonna make a mess around the
house tonight, but I don't care.  It's gonna be SO MUCH fun later!"  He
began to dry his long hair, as another dollop of clear liquid appeared at
the end of his cock and grew larger, until gravity took over.  In seconds,
a three inch string of dick snot dangled from the tip of his cock.  After a
moment, it stretched to nearly six inches, before it finally broke and
another one began.

Haphazardly toweling off his chest, arms, and thighs, Shaun exclaimed,
"Man, you sure make a lot of that stuff!"  His body didn't produce precum
that he knew of.

Zach glanced at his cock and nodded.  "I've never made it like this before.
I guess I get turned on, even by a dork like you!"  He swatted Shaun with
his wet towel.

Dropping his own towel, Shaun grabbed hold of Zach's and wouldn't let go,
starting a sort of tug-of-war between the boys.  The bathroom was too small
for much in the way of tussling, though.

As they were goofing around, the key in the middle of the front door was
twisted, and the old fashioned doorbell rang.

"Fuck, that must be the pizza guy," Zach said, dropping his end of the
towel.  "To be continued...  Okay?"

"Yeah!" Shaun laughed.

The boys cleaned up the water from the floor, and Zach wiped out the empty
tub with his towel, before hanging it back on the rack to dry.  Shaun hung
his next to Zach's.  Then Zach sprayed billowing clouds of Axe under his
arms and tossed the can to Shaun.

"Let's go eat, Shaun.  I'm starving!"  As if on cue, Zach's stomach
grumbled loudly, causing both boys to laugh.  Hard dick leading the way,
Zach opened the bathroom door, just as his mom called out to let the boys
know that supper was ready.

Since Zach didn't seem at all concerned that he was hard and throbbing in
front of his mom, Shaun decided he might as well not let it bother him
either.  Already that day, he'd been naked in front of adults twice
... something he thought would NEVER happen, until he became an adult
himself!

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I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!  I'm having a lot of fun with this
story, as I hope you can tell.  An email from my readers is always
appreciated: fotogme11@yahoo.com.

Have a great week!

Greg


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"I'll Suck You" - Final Post Date: June 25, 2007
"I've Got the Best Family" - Final Post Date: May 23, 2008
"Us Guys" - Final Post Date: May 29, 2009
"More is Better" - Final Post Date: March 4, 2011

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