Date: Sat, 12 Jan 2008 14:43:43 +0800 (CST)
From: Mark Stephens <sunspots2008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ronnie's Girl part 2

... I break the kiss and slide off you, rolling over on my back and
slipping my hand into yours. Side-by-side hips touching and squeezing your
hand, we both look across at each other with deep affection. I reach down
and pull the sheet up over us and we both drift off to sleep. . This is
where I belong, in bed with another man, not just a sex partner, but with a
lover.

Part 2: Breakfast

My eye lids slowly flutter as I begin to awaken. I glance over at you, your
head is turned toward me on the pillow and you are watching me. You smile
when you see me focus on your beautiful face. Your blue eyes draw me inside
your perfect body. I glance down and see our two cocks tenting the sheet
like the main tent poles in a circus tent. But, there will be no clowns or
elephants today. I reach over and gently stroke your check and then lean
toward you and lightly kiss your lips. This feels so right I want the
moment to last.

We slowly rise up to answer the call of nature and after we finish draining
our bladders I tell you that I would like to do something for you. Smirking
at me you ask "what". I go to my overnight bag and pull out my men's
grooming kit. You raise one eyebrow in a quizzical look and I tell you that
I would like to shave off the hair on your balls. To add emphasis to my
statement I flick the on /off button a few times emitting a high pitch
buzzing sound.  A little bit skeptical and a little bit turned on, a broad
smile crosses your face and you say "OK Mark, but I get to shave your balls
too". A big smile jumps off my face as I nod in full agreement. I can
hardly wait until it's my turn.

Suddenly, we are jolted out of our reverie with a loud knock at the
door. "Breakfast" a voice bellows from the other side of the door. "Just a
minute" I respond as I fumble for the plush RobeWorks brand bath robes
provided by the B&B. Ronnie is a hair too slow in closing his robe, giving
the server a free show. Our server's name tag says "Jason", a good young
gay name. I have images of the scantily clad athletic young man of "Jason's
Argonaut." Jason seeking the "Golden Fleece" or Mark seeking the blonde
blue eyed Ronnie. In either case, a prize I would find worth of flying half
across the country to find. Jason smiles at Ronnie, who looks a little
uncomfortable at having flashed Jason when I opened the door. But, it's a
gay B&B so what the hell, it's all good. Would Jason have been shocked if
we had answered the door naked? I don't think so, but I don't think I have
the balls to do that, maybe another time.

Jason wheels his cart in and begins to set out the meal. This is no
continental breakfast, this is the whole nine yards and I think Ronnie and
I are hungry after last night's activities. Jason fires up the coffee maker
and inquirers if he can do anything else for us. I have an idea what I what
like him to do for us, but this is a respectable establishment and I am on
my best behavior. We thank Jason and Ronnie provides a generous tip he had
recovered from his wallet while I was "supervising" Jason's
activities. Jason throws the lock as he leaves closing the door. I open the
curtains exposing the view of the lake and Ronnie and I remove our robes
and sit down for breakfast. Like love struck couples all over the world we
feed each other, occasionally stopping to exchange kisses. I am sure it
would turn the stomach of many a strong man, but we are in love. We are not
deeply in love; this is the exciting love of a new romance. If you don't
have that feeling, then you just hooked up with a "fuck buddy". A fuck
buddy is not all that bad, but it is not as great as a romantic interest. I
have longed for a man I could not just have sex with, but with whom I could
be intimate. Someone I could share my secrets with and enjoy spooning with
in bed almost as much as wild sex; well both would be nice.

Finishing breakfast I walk over to the large window facing the lake and
stand before it. You join me and wrap your arm around my waist. We seem
unconcerned with the fact that we are presenting a naked tableau, on
display for all to observe. I am not really an exhibitionist, but here with
Ronnie I feel sexy and risqué.  Finally I close the curtains and we return
to the bathroom and our interrupted genital grooming session.

I towel off your groin and then ask you to get down on all fours so that I
can dry off your ass crack and perineum. After I make sure that all the
perspiration is gone from earlier activities, I spread your ass cheeks and
carefully run the electric razor down your crack and around your pussy. The
excitement of my erotic grooming and the thought of where all this is going
has pumped up both our cocks. After retracing the razor's path across your
taint, I slowly and delicately start shaving the back of your balls. "You
have a great ass and balls Ronnie." I put the toilet lid down and cover it
with a towel. "Sit up here Ronnie so I can finish my masterpiece." Ronnie
quickly scrambles' up and takes a seat, his rock hard cock pointing to the
ceiling. I carefully pull down on his balls and continuing shaving the
front and sides of his ball sack. Ronnie watches me closely as I finish up
with hair around the base of his cock. Still on my knees, I scoot back and
examine my handiwork. Moving back in place I do a few touchups and declare
the job complete. I get up and dampen a wash cloth with warm water and wash
all around the freshly groomed package. Once again drying off the area, I
ask Ronnie what he thinks of the job. Smiling, Ronnie gets up and examines
himself in the large bathroom mirror. He rubs around his balls and runs a
finger down his ass crack. A sly smile quickly spread across his face as he
announce complete satisfaction with the job and his devilish anticipation
of returning the favor on me.

Ronnie finishes up grooming my ass and balls and we both are completely
satisfied with our joint accomplishment. We are also both harder than steel
and I cannot wait to try out the newly refurbished equipment. I drop down
on my knees begin to suck on your balls. They feel so velvety soft, I love
them in their new smooth, hairless state. You begin to encourage my efforts
when I stop and stand up announcing that I want to save your load for
something else.

Placing your hand in mine I lead you back into the bedroom, dropping the
razor in my bag; I rummage around and retrieve some lube. I lead you back
over to the bed, kiss you lightly and tell that I want you to fuck me. You
smile, kiss me back and take control. In a firm sexy voice you tell me to
"assume the position sweetie". I climb on the bed and get on my hands and
knees. You climb on behind me and spread my ass cheeks. You kiss each cheek
and blow on my pussy; I'm starting to get excited. I know I am Ronnie's
girl and I love it.

To be continued...

Please send any comments or suggestions to Mark Stephens,
sunspots2008@yahoo.com.  Did the story inspire you, make you horny, or
create a lustful longing to be in bed with Ronnie and me? Tell me if you
have ever shaved your balls. Are your balls shaved right now? Do you like
to shave your pubic hair or that of your boyfriend?  What is the best part
of being hairless? Do guys with shaved pubic hair turn you on? If you
haven't tried it, try and let me know what you and your friends think. You
could do most of it yourself, but it's much more fun to get a friend to do
it for you. Send off a quick e-mail, with or without a picture (a picture
of the finished handiwork would be nice) and tell me all about it. Then
join us in bed for part 3.