***I've had this fantasy for years. It's my fail-safe while masturbating. Hope you enjoy***

I have a washroom that opens up to the pool patio and also the kitchen. I busted through brick and cement two summers ago to make a doorway out to the patio. This way, the washroom could be used as a changing station, as to not track water through the entire house.

I was in the kitchen fixing some glasses sweet ice tea for Molly and I. On my way out, I glanced at the open laundry room door. It was open just a little but it was enough.
I saw Ian’s slender profile slipping out of his soaking wet trunks. I stopped in my tracks and stared. I couldn’t see much, but I did see slender yet toned limbs turning tan from the summer sun and an almost hairless body. I felt something I have never in my life experienced, a growing erection at the sight of another man. Josh turned towards my stare. He stood straight and looked right at me. I couldn’t help but return his gaze! He walked towards the door and as he did, I watched his boy-dick bounce with each step. He pulled the door shut.

I stood there, speechless and breathless with a glass of tea in each hand.
What the hell was that?! My mind shouted.
I looked down at the bulge in my pants, “And what the hell is this?!” I whispered.
Like I said, I have never been sexually attracted to me. I’m not sure what was going on but I knew that I saw a young man of 16 naked and it had me rock-hard.
I shook my head, trying to clear my mind and shake out the image of a wet and naked Ian.

I stepped outside into the sun and quickly made my way over to Molly, I handed her a glass.
“Are you ok?” She asks.
“Yes yes, just a little warm, I think I’m going to get in the water” Which is exactly what I did. I gulped down my tea and dove into the pool. Hoping the shock of the cool water would clear my senses…

I surfaced to see Ian and his mother Molly picking up their towels and sunscreen.
“Oh, Jake! We’ve gotta run, but we’ll see you later this week, ok?” Molly shrieked her sweet voice.
“See ya, Jake” Ian waved high over his head and walked towards the gate

“Sure guys, just..whenever you see my truck in the drive be sure to come on over!”

They shut the gate behind them, I took a deep breath and sunk to the bottom of the pool, my mind still spinning.....


They didn’t return till early Friday afternoon, I had the day off and just like I had expressed plenty of times before, they came over unannounced dressed in swimsuits with towels in tow.
I kept to myself and stayed in the house for the most part, hoping to avoid Ian and any involuntary acknowledgement of what had happened a few days before. But my efforts were futile.

Again, I was in the kitchen fixing a drink when I saw Ian in the laundry room.
He was standing and trying to untie the knot of his swimming trunks.
His fingers worked furiously at the swollen string muttering to himself as he got more agitate.
He didn’t even look up when he asked “Hey, Jake can you help me in here”

How did he know I was in here!? Watching?!

“Yeah, what’s up” I asked, playing coy, I knew he needed help with untying his knot.
“Can you see if you can get this untied?”
My mind surged, “I would be putting my hands right at his hips, right above his dick…”
“Sure!” I spoke, while my mind was still sifting through all the bits and pieces of how this was very much inaapropriate.

Without thinking, I stepped into the washroom and pulled the door shut. I stood infront of Ian and took the string into my hands. He was soaking wet, a pool of water formed underneath both of our feet. He smelled of copertone and chlorine. I worked on the knot, trying to pry a string loose but like Ian, I was having no luck.

Sensing my frustration, Ian timidly asked…”What if you used your teeth?”

I slowly looked up from the knot into Ian’s face. This was no innocent boy. He knew full and well to try and use my teeth would mean getting my face so painfully close to his dick. I smiled and said, “I can try”.

I knelt in front of Ian, leaned closer to the waistband of his trunks and put the knot in my mouth. I had the knot in one hand, my teeth trying to make some space between strings and the other hand rested on his hip and inexplicably, I pushed him forward, closer my face. Not only did he step closer, but also both of his hands rested on my shoulders, his wet fingers began stroking my neck.

My mind was swimming and my face flooded with heat. My dick lurched forwards and throbbed. I like to imagine I could see his boy-dick begin to harden under the wet fabric, that I could smell his boy must through the scent of the chlorine, maybe I could.

I began to feel the knot loosed. Finally! I took the knot out of my mouth and finished untying it with my hands.
Still kneeling infront of him, I put my fingers inside Ian’s waistband and pulled down his shorts. His swollen, hard boy-dick sprung forward and instinctively I took it into my mouth,
I had never sucked dick in my life, I had no idea what I was doing but I just had to taste him! I had to feel his young dick in my mouth. I took it all in, my sense reveling in the scent of chlorine and saliva.
As I took him into my mouth, Ian clutched onto my neck and arched his back, jutting his hips forward, pushing his dick further into my mouth….

 

brill!!

loved every bit of it! u gonna do a follow on story? think you should. x

 

Aww, thanks!
I don't know if I will continue the story. In my mind, it always ends right here. I've thought of Ian and his sister. I may play around with it.

 

Not really into boy/boy. but u r a great writer. But a really interesting story.