The following Monday my phone buzzes. I'm off of work this week. This better not be my boss cancelling my leave, recalling me, I think to myself as I pick up the phone and read the message. It's from an unknown number: "Hey, this is Paul, Jake's dad from the fight the other night. I got your number from Alex. Jake needs more physio this week, would you be available? Text back". I quickly text back "No problem, any time this week is fine with me, maybe a few sessions even? I can fit him in this afternoon if he wants, say 2pm. My address is [...Redacted....]", of course, I lied, I can fit him in whenever the fuck he wants!
I wait eagerly as a couple of minutes pass, then a buzz as his reply hits my phone. "Perfect, I'll drop him off at 2, c ya then. paul". "No prob Paul, see u then", I fire off.
It's nearly midday now and I have to transform my front room into something that looks like a physio's space, in case his dad comes in! I rearrange furniture, move the TV and sound system out of the room, all the DVDs, CDs, cables...Shit, I didn't think all this through! Once the room is cleared out, I dust off my old foldable massage table and set it up. Not too bad, I think to myself. Making a few final additions, scented candles, some oils on the coffee table now under the window (complete with some plastic flowers cos I panicked!), I think I've done enough.
I look at the clock on my phone: 13:48! Time flew! I survey the room once more and I'm satisfied that it looks inviting, I make sure the heating is turned up to a nice temperature, knowing at least one of us is going to be naked in here shortly.
Just then, a large black SUV pulls up outside and Jake hops out. He's wearing a T-shirt and grey sweatpants, as he walks, his outline swings from side to side. I watch him (and it) intently as he walks up my driveway, the SUV pulling away. As I open the door I smile and he smiles back - we both know there's going to be less massage oil on us than there will be cum when we're through.
"Hey man", I greet him, "I didn't think I'd see you so soon dude, how was the rest of your 18th birthday? Did you go clubbing afterwards?". "Yeah, we went out for a few drinks. I don't remember much after our... well, you know", he giggles back. "You're looking bruised as fuck now bro", I say, studying him a bit closer. His face and ears a lot more swollen than the other night and more bruising visible too. "Yeah, I'm sore all over man", he chuckles back.
I bring him into the room and, offering him a towel, I tell him I'll give him privacy to get changed. "Ahh, no need, I'll just strip". Ok then, we're gonna do this, I think to myself. My cock's twitching as I watch him slide the sweatpants down his long legs, followed by his boxers. Taking his T-shirt off he steps out of the clothes on the ground and picks them all up, folding them. I take them and place them on the coffee table, turning around to see him in all his youthful glory again. This time feels different though. I know I can take my time and really explore his body, there's no pressure now.
He's standing proudly now, not embarrassed at all, he knows he's got a body of a god, the cock of a god... The arms, godlike too...and those legs, his face... All very godlike, all equally worthy of my worship.
As I approach slowly I'm muttering stupid things I can't even remember, trying to stifle my urge to just jump into his arms and have him hold me like a koala as I fuck his face with my tongue!
I grip his two biceps, they're firm like steel. As my head gets near his chest I can smell his scent, his adolescent musk filling my nasal passage. Inhaling and sniffing gently around his chest, my tongue flicking out as I pass his nipples, I can feel him weakening, relaxing as I begin my quest to worship every cell of his young body. He holds my shoulders, pushing down slightly, so I oblige. I nuzzle his abs with my nose, bringing my hands down to his hips. Sniffing his bellybutton, my tongue gently caresses the little patch of hairs below it. "Fuck, you're beautiful dude", I whisper into his skin, kissing it. The solidness of his muscular frame contrasted with the supple, juvenile skin is driving me wild.
I can feel his dick on my chest, poking me. It's in dire need of attention...but not just yet! I work my way back up his body with my mouth, planting little kisses everywhere. Holding his arms up, licking his pits - the hair sweaty and matted - licking his muscle, his shoulders and, with his head tilted slightly, I lick around his neck. his knees buckle for a second when I do. I could feel the jolt of energy surge in his body as he succumbs to the erogenous sensation. He's moaning now too, it's turning me on so much! I bring my hand up to his ear and lean in, kissing him on the top lip, then on his nose. I stick my tongue out and feel his lips with it, feeling them open as they accept it, his own tongue meeting mine just inside them. Sucking on his tongue we share a messy, slobbering kiss. Even his tongue is strong as fuck, I'm gonna be sore after this!
After a few seconds of making out, he runs his tongue around my face, then down my neck. My knees buckle! His hands are under my shirt now, trying to lift it off. Fast-forward about 2.5 seconds and I'm naked too. That's the fastest I've ever stripped!!
He reciprocates my movements, my tongue action earlier. Exploring my body with his mouth, he pauses a few times to ask me if "this is ok", or "am I doing this right"... He's so fucking sweet!
When he gets down far enough, he takes my throbbing cock and slips it into his mouth. "Oh yeah" I say loudly, "fuck yeah"!.
This is obviously the first time he's sucking on a cock, I mean his technique is next to useless but fucked if I care! He'll get better with practice and he can use me for that all he wants!
"That feels good man", I tell him, "so good". He's a bit more confident now, sucking and stroking with rhythm, stretching his cheek to better facilitate my juicy head. I'm actually getting close watching this stunning beauty take my cock in his mouth like this, my fingers gently stroking his bruised face in appreciation.
I hadn't really expected this, I'd assumed he wanted a quick suck from me then he'd be off. But here he is, really enjoying himself, exploring his sexuality; being able to express it now a very recent phenomenon for him. Now he's finding his way... and soon, he's gonna find my cum hitting his tonsils cos this feels fucking amazing.
"I'm gonna blow any second man", I warn him, not knowing if he wants me to shoot on his face or what. "Hmmm, ok" he mumbles back, briefly allowing my cock out from its warm and juicy mouth-clamp. He swallows me again. Ok then, in your mouth it'll go!
Fuuucccckkkk! I shoot my ropey jizz down his throat, blast after blast into the vacuum of his mouth. He sucks me until I'm dry, sucking the last dribbles of my cum from my foreskin as he takes my dick out of his mouth. Drawing the skin back a few more times and swirling his tongue around my tip, he looks up with those beautiful blue eyes. "Was that ok for you?", he asks. "Fucking insane man and you swallowed too dude? So fucking hot", I replied as my cock began to soften.
I lead him over to the table and he jumps up on it, his elbows propping him up as he lays back, his dick standing tall. "Now me", he says. As I move in I caress his inner thighs and he groans, letting his head flop back. With his dick in one hand and rolling his balls with the other, I start to stroke really slowly, watching his foreskin slipping back and forth over his glans. He moans again, the feeling of someone else's hand on his dick again is obviously a recent discovery for him, I'm guessing this is his second ever handjob.
As he writhes on the table, I lean over and suck the tip of his dick into my mouth, causing him to exhale sharply and his balls to tighten in my palm. His dick tastes sweeter than the other night. Probably from all that precum, there's a lot of it leaking now. Like, my tongue is full of it. I get a rhythm going, sucking, stroking his shaft, increasing the speed. He thrusts his hips, fucking my mouth he sits up a bit and grabs my head, forcing me down further, his dick now down my throat. As I gargle on it, nearly choking, he thrusts more, farther and quicker. Moaning and grunting, he blocks my instinctive attempts to draw his dick out a bit so I can breathe! He rams my throat like it's an emergency, the table rocking back and forth, squeaking under the pressure as he bangs my face.
With my hands up either side of his body, I can feel the surge in him. His heart rate is off the scale, the sweaty, clammy skin, his moans increasing in volume and frequency... He's close, I think. I don't make any more moves, I just allow him to fuck my throat, I want his boy-milk. With a final thrust that he holds mid air, his spunk erupts down my throat, squirting continuously for a couple of seconds, followed by a few smaller squirts. "Oh my God!", he shouts, bringing his hips (and my face) back down. As I draw his dick out of my mouth, sucking every last drop of teen cum from it, he begins to shake. The adrenaline pumping through his young body.
"That was hot man", I tell him, stroking his body with my hands. "We have to do this again man, maybe even fuck...what do you think?".
He barely manages to whisper "definitely", his breathing is so erratic. "I've never fucked before though, I mean, I don't know how or what I'd do. I don't know if I want to be like, in the bottom", he says, nervously. "No worries man, we'll take it slowly and we won't do anything you're not comfortable with dude, don't worry", I reply, still feeling his muscles, rolling his soft, sticky dick and balls in my other hand.
"Let's schedule another 'appointment' then yeah?", I said, "Tell your dad to drop you off at midday tomorrow man ok?".
We got dressed and jake and I sat and waited for his dad to come collect him, drinking protein shakes. As the SUV pulls up outside and and Jake stands up, I impulsively grabbed his crotch and stood up, passionately kissing him again, wanting his taste in my mouth. Neither of us said anything as he made his way out, waving back before closing the door behind him.
I watched as the SUV drove away, wondering if I'll get another text from Jake's dad about the next 'appointment', or if Jake might have a change of heart now that he's got a little bit of experience. Strangely, a small part of me hoped he wouldn't come back. I felt a pang of guilt as if I was using the boy or something.
That post-spunk guilt quickly abated when I remembered his taste, his scent...his muscular body...the fact that he's only been 18 for a couple of days and in that time I've managed to suck him off twice!
A few minutes go by as I clean up the front room. Making my way upstairs to the shower, my phone buzzes.....
I wait eagerly as a couple of minutes pass, then a buzz as his reply hits my phone. "Perfect, I'll drop him off at 2, c ya then. paul". "No prob Paul, see u then", I fire off.
It's nearly midday now and I have to transform my front room into something that looks like a physio's space, in case his dad comes in! I rearrange furniture, move the TV and sound system out of the room, all the DVDs, CDs, cables...Shit, I didn't think all this through! Once the room is cleared out, I dust off my old foldable massage table and set it up. Not too bad, I think to myself. Making a few final additions, scented candles, some oils on the coffee table now under the window (complete with some plastic flowers cos I panicked!), I think I've done enough.
I look at the clock on my phone: 13:48! Time flew! I survey the room once more and I'm satisfied that it looks inviting, I make sure the heating is turned up to a nice temperature, knowing at least one of us is going to be naked in here shortly.
Just then, a large black SUV pulls up outside and Jake hops out. He's wearing a T-shirt and grey sweatpants, as he walks, his outline swings from side to side. I watch him (and it) intently as he walks up my driveway, the SUV pulling away. As I open the door I smile and he smiles back - we both know there's going to be less massage oil on us than there will be cum when we're through.
"Hey man", I greet him, "I didn't think I'd see you so soon dude, how was the rest of your 18th birthday? Did you go clubbing afterwards?". "Yeah, we went out for a few drinks. I don't remember much after our... well, you know", he giggles back. "You're looking bruised as fuck now bro", I say, studying him a bit closer. His face and ears a lot more swollen than the other night and more bruising visible too. "Yeah, I'm sore all over man", he chuckles back.
I bring him into the room and, offering him a towel, I tell him I'll give him privacy to get changed. "Ahh, no need, I'll just strip". Ok then, we're gonna do this, I think to myself. My cock's twitching as I watch him slide the sweatpants down his long legs, followed by his boxers. Taking his T-shirt off he steps out of the clothes on the ground and picks them all up, folding them. I take them and place them on the coffee table, turning around to see him in all his youthful glory again. This time feels different though. I know I can take my time and really explore his body, there's no pressure now.
He's standing proudly now, not embarrassed at all, he knows he's got a body of a god, the cock of a god... The arms, godlike too...and those legs, his face... All very godlike, all equally worthy of my worship.
As I approach slowly I'm muttering stupid things I can't even remember, trying to stifle my urge to just jump into his arms and have him hold me like a koala as I fuck his face with my tongue!
I grip his two biceps, they're firm like steel. As my head gets near his chest I can smell his scent, his adolescent musk filling my nasal passage. Inhaling and sniffing gently around his chest, my tongue flicking out as I pass his nipples, I can feel him weakening, relaxing as I begin my quest to worship every cell of his young body. He holds my shoulders, pushing down slightly, so I oblige. I nuzzle his abs with my nose, bringing my hands down to his hips. Sniffing his bellybutton, my tongue gently caresses the little patch of hairs below it. "Fuck, you're beautiful dude", I whisper into his skin, kissing it. The solidness of his muscular frame contrasted with the supple, juvenile skin is driving me wild.
I can feel his dick on my chest, poking me. It's in dire need of attention...but not just yet! I work my way back up his body with my mouth, planting little kisses everywhere. Holding his arms up, licking his pits - the hair sweaty and matted - licking his muscle, his shoulders and, with his head tilted slightly, I lick around his neck. his knees buckle for a second when I do. I could feel the jolt of energy surge in his body as he succumbs to the erogenous sensation. He's moaning now too, it's turning me on so much! I bring my hand up to his ear and lean in, kissing him on the top lip, then on his nose. I stick my tongue out and feel his lips with it, feeling them open as they accept it, his own tongue meeting mine just inside them. Sucking on his tongue we share a messy, slobbering kiss. Even his tongue is strong as fuck, I'm gonna be sore after this!
After a few seconds of making out, he runs his tongue around my face, then down my neck. My knees buckle! His hands are under my shirt now, trying to lift it off. Fast-forward about 2.5 seconds and I'm naked too. That's the fastest I've ever stripped!!
He reciprocates my movements, my tongue action earlier. Exploring my body with his mouth, he pauses a few times to ask me if "this is ok", or "am I doing this right"... He's so fucking sweet!
When he gets down far enough, he takes my throbbing cock and slips it into his mouth. "Oh yeah" I say loudly, "fuck yeah"!.
This is obviously the first time he's sucking on a cock, I mean his technique is next to useless but fucked if I care! He'll get better with practice and he can use me for that all he wants!
"That feels good man", I tell him, "so good". He's a bit more confident now, sucking and stroking with rhythm, stretching his cheek to better facilitate my juicy head. I'm actually getting close watching this stunning beauty take my cock in his mouth like this, my fingers gently stroking his bruised face in appreciation.
I hadn't really expected this, I'd assumed he wanted a quick suck from me then he'd be off. But here he is, really enjoying himself, exploring his sexuality; being able to express it now a very recent phenomenon for him. Now he's finding his way... and soon, he's gonna find my cum hitting his tonsils cos this feels fucking amazing.
"I'm gonna blow any second man", I warn him, not knowing if he wants me to shoot on his face or what. "Hmmm, ok" he mumbles back, briefly allowing my cock out from its warm and juicy mouth-clamp. He swallows me again. Ok then, in your mouth it'll go!
Fuuucccckkkk! I shoot my ropey jizz down his throat, blast after blast into the vacuum of his mouth. He sucks me until I'm dry, sucking the last dribbles of my cum from my foreskin as he takes my dick out of his mouth. Drawing the skin back a few more times and swirling his tongue around my tip, he looks up with those beautiful blue eyes. "Was that ok for you?", he asks. "Fucking insane man and you swallowed too dude? So fucking hot", I replied as my cock began to soften.
I lead him over to the table and he jumps up on it, his elbows propping him up as he lays back, his dick standing tall. "Now me", he says. As I move in I caress his inner thighs and he groans, letting his head flop back. With his dick in one hand and rolling his balls with the other, I start to stroke really slowly, watching his foreskin slipping back and forth over his glans. He moans again, the feeling of someone else's hand on his dick again is obviously a recent discovery for him, I'm guessing this is his second ever handjob.
As he writhes on the table, I lean over and suck the tip of his dick into my mouth, causing him to exhale sharply and his balls to tighten in my palm. His dick tastes sweeter than the other night. Probably from all that precum, there's a lot of it leaking now. Like, my tongue is full of it. I get a rhythm going, sucking, stroking his shaft, increasing the speed. He thrusts his hips, fucking my mouth he sits up a bit and grabs my head, forcing me down further, his dick now down my throat. As I gargle on it, nearly choking, he thrusts more, farther and quicker. Moaning and grunting, he blocks my instinctive attempts to draw his dick out a bit so I can breathe! He rams my throat like it's an emergency, the table rocking back and forth, squeaking under the pressure as he bangs my face.
With my hands up either side of his body, I can feel the surge in him. His heart rate is off the scale, the sweaty, clammy skin, his moans increasing in volume and frequency... He's close, I think. I don't make any more moves, I just allow him to fuck my throat, I want his boy-milk. With a final thrust that he holds mid air, his spunk erupts down my throat, squirting continuously for a couple of seconds, followed by a few smaller squirts. "Oh my God!", he shouts, bringing his hips (and my face) back down. As I draw his dick out of my mouth, sucking every last drop of teen cum from it, he begins to shake. The adrenaline pumping through his young body.
"That was hot man", I tell him, stroking his body with my hands. "We have to do this again man, maybe even fuck...what do you think?".
He barely manages to whisper "definitely", his breathing is so erratic. "I've never fucked before though, I mean, I don't know how or what I'd do. I don't know if I want to be like, in the bottom", he says, nervously. "No worries man, we'll take it slowly and we won't do anything you're not comfortable with dude, don't worry", I reply, still feeling his muscles, rolling his soft, sticky dick and balls in my other hand.
"Let's schedule another 'appointment' then yeah?", I said, "Tell your dad to drop you off at midday tomorrow man ok?".
We got dressed and jake and I sat and waited for his dad to come collect him, drinking protein shakes. As the SUV pulls up outside and and Jake stands up, I impulsively grabbed his crotch and stood up, passionately kissing him again, wanting his taste in my mouth. Neither of us said anything as he made his way out, waving back before closing the door behind him.
I watched as the SUV drove away, wondering if I'll get another text from Jake's dad about the next 'appointment', or if Jake might have a change of heart now that he's got a little bit of experience. Strangely, a small part of me hoped he wouldn't come back. I felt a pang of guilt as if I was using the boy or something.
That post-spunk guilt quickly abated when I remembered his taste, his scent...his muscular body...the fact that he's only been 18 for a couple of days and in that time I've managed to suck him off twice!
A few minutes go by as I clean up the front room. Making my way upstairs to the shower, my phone buzzes.....
