Date: Wed, 18 Aug 2004 14:36:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: THE BOY BY THE POOL 4

Dear Readers: The story is true. Names and places have been changed to
protect the guilty - namely me! This story contains what today we would
consider 'unsafe' sex. Before some of the 'Sex Police' out there write me -
I would point out that it took place at a time when AIDS was unheard of.

I'm dedicating this, to paraphrase the Willie Nelson song, "To All The Boys
I've Loved Before!"

THE BOY BY THE POOL
Part Four
by RimPig   2004

It took us a while to untangle from each other finally. I immediately
noticed something about Wade which I was so hoping for. All of his shyness
and embarrassment was gone, replaced by a masculine confidence that comes
from knowing that you've 'done your duty' to your sex partner.  He was no
longer a bumbling virgin. He had, just as is said, 'become a man' in the
sexual sense.  He moved beside me but reached out and put one of his arms
around me. I lay my head on his shoulder and my other arm over him and his
free hand was gently stroking up and down it. We just lay there quietly for
a long time, each of us lost either in our own thoughts or just in the
after- glow of the feelings.

"This is the most amazing fucking day of my whole life." he said quietly
and then leaned down and kissed the top of my head. "And I've got you to
thank for it."

"Don't thank me! Believe me, Wade, this has been quite an amazing day for
me as well and you're the reason for it." I replied

"But you've had sex before. I never have." he insisted.

"Yes, but I've only been made love to by one other 17 year old male in my
entire life and I was 15 at the time. That was Charlie who I told you
about. The fact that you're attracted to me - and had the guts to tell me,
that changed everything. You gave me a gift today and you don't even know
it! In fact, a couple of gifts." I said.

"Gifts?" Wade asked in confusion.

"Yes, the best gifts that one person can give another. First of all, you
let me make love to your very beautiful body. You gifted me with your trust
and your feelings. And you gave me the gift of looking at myself
differently. Looking at myself through your eyes. Seeing myself as a whole
lot more attractive than I believed I was." I said softly.

"But you did that for me, too!" he insisted.

"If I did, then I'm very, very happy because it means that you got exactly
what I wanted to give you. I wanted you to know what it was like to feel
attractive and wanted. That's the real beauty of sex. It's the most direct
way to make someone feel good about themselves, if you do it right." I
said.

"Well, we must have done it right!" he grinned. "I ain't never felt this
good in my entire life! This is like every birthday and every Christmas I
ever knew all rolled into one!"

I couldn't answer this because, just the earnestness in his voice, the
truth that was so obvious, almost had me in tears. Oh, God! How I envied
Tommy to be loved by this beautiful boy - beautiful in body and soul!

"So what time will your parents get home?" I finally was able to ask.

"Around nine." he answered. "They stay until the end of visiting hours."

"Well, it's only about five now, I said, looking at the small clock besides
the bed. "If there is one thing that sex does, it makes you hungry as all
fuck! I'll bet you are!"

"Yeah! I could eat a fucking horse!" he said.

"Well, I don't eat horsemeat!" I grinned. "But I know something
better. Let's go take a shower and then you go back to your room and put
some clothes on. I'm taking you out to get something to eat."

"You don't have to do that." he said.

Oh fuck! That pride thing again. Time to put a stop to this.

"Wade, do you like me?" I asked.

"Fuck! Of course I do!" he said, slightly angry that I would even ask.

"If you had a lot of money, would you take me out?" I asked.

"I sure the fuck would!" he insisted.

"Well...why can't I take you out? I'm not doing it because I have to or
because I feel sorry for you! So your parents don't have a lot of
money. That's nothing to be ashamed of or get defensive about. I have
money. Money is only good for one thing - what you can do with it to make
people happy. So go get dressed and I don't want to hear any more about it
- or I won't give you any more blowjobs!" I grinned.

He laughed at this as I hoped he would.

"Come on. Let's take a shower. That is, unless you'd rather take one by
yourself?" I asked.

"Fuck no! I love takin' showers with Tommy after practice or PE. This time,
I get to not just look but touch, too!" he grinned.

"Oh, that you do! And I get to do the same thing!" I grinned back.

We got up off the bed and went into the bathroom and I pulled back the
shower curtain and was about to turn on the water when Wade stopped me.

"Hold on. I gotta piss real bad!" he said.

I gave him a very horny grin. He didn't realize for a second what it was
all about and then it hit him.

"Uhh...you want me to...uhh..." he stopped, not even able to say the words.

"Yes, but only if you want to. I told you, I don't want you doing anything
you're uncomfortable with."

"I don't know if I can." he said. "I mean I ain't pee-shy or nothin'. I've
pissed next to other guys before plenty of times but I ain't never done it
ON somebody before."

"It is a little difficult at first. You have to overcome your inhibitions
about it but, if you have to piss bad enough, nature kind of takes care of
that for you. I have a way to help as well." I said.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Well, if we do this, I'm going to kneel in the bathtub - that way we just
rinse your piss down the drain when we shower. You do piss in the shower,
don't you?" I asked.

He looked at me, shock showing on his face.

"Most guys do." I said. "It feels really good to just 'let fly' without
having to aim it. Kind of like doing it out in the woods."

As I said this, this shy smile crept over his face.

"Yeah! I done it plenty of times. Out in the woods and in the shower." he
said shyly.

"Okay, so if you do it, I'm going to turn on the water in the tub so that
sound of the water will almost force you to piss." I said.

"Yeah, the sound of water running always makes me go." he admitted.

"Yep! Just like every other guy in the world." I said.

I kept pointing out to him all of these things that every guy did because
most guys - especially boys sheltered the way Wade had been, don't know
that they're just doing what everybody else does. They sometimes think that
there's something 'weird' about doing it. Hell! I spent 10 years thinking I
was the only person in the whole fucking world who jacked off! When I
discovered playing with my little cock and the great feelings that would
come from it, I was 4! It wasn't until I was 14 and went to Military School
that I found out that all guys did it! Actually, I was a little pissed
about it - after all, I'd thought up until that time that I'd 'invented'
it!

"Now, we don't have to do this if you don't want to." I reiterated.

"Nah! Fuck! I might as well try it! Might never get another chance to and
besides, everything you've showed me so far has been fun! This might be,
too." he said.

"Well...yes, but I have to tell you, this is really more fun for me than it
probably will be for you.  It's me who will be feeling the great feelings
of your hot piss going all over me. You'll just be taking a piss." I warned
him, not wanting him to be disappointed.

"Yeah, but like you said, giving pleasure to someone feels good." he
smiled.

"Yeah. I did say that, didn't I?" I grinned.

I got into the tub and knelt down. I reached over and turned on the tap so
a small stream of water started coming out and then leaned back to give him
a 'target'.

"Okay, step up to the tub and let fly whenever you're ready." I said.

He stepped up to the tub and took his cock, which was mostly soft by this
time, in his hand.

"Uhh...where should I aim?" he asked.

"Start with my chest. Then moved down to my cock and balls. We'll see how
much you've got in you before going beyond that." I said.

His flow started much more quickly than I expected it, too. He must have
had to really go and he must have had a huge bladder because the piss kept
coming and coming and coming! As I suggested, he started on my chest. The
hard stream hit me and the hot piss cascaded down my body. The feeling is
one that I have loved ever since Stumpy did it to me the first time in
Military School when I was 14.

"Oh, fuck! That feels good!" I groaned and Wade got this grin on his face
at his 'accomplishment'.

He moved his piss down my body until he was pissing all over my cock and
balls. I got instantly hard again and I think this surprised him. His piss
kept coming so I told him to move it up my body again. I didn't tell him
what I was going to do because I was still afraid he'd freak out some if I
did. As his stream rose to my chest, I leaned forward, opened my mouth and
let it flow into me. I wasn't swallowing, just taking it in my mouth and
letting it flow out again.

"Fuck!" Wade breathed softly as he watched his hot piss flow into my mouth.

I could taste that his piss was pretty pure. Not strong at all. Not as weak
as 'beer-piss' but almost.  I had decided that if I could do it, I would
drink straight from his 'spout'. I moved my head forward until my lips were
around the head of his cock and I was gulping down his heavy flow as
quickly as I could. I wasn't able to handle it completely, however. His
flow was just too strong and didn't know how to regulate it. Since I hadn't
known for sure I was going to drink from him and I didn't want to say
anything beforehand if I did, I didn't tell him about holding back and
making his stream flow less. I also didn't know he could piss like a
fucking race-horse! But it was okay. I was drinking with some flowing down
my chin onto my body and Wade was groaning at the feeling of having a mouth
around his cock while he pissed for the first time in his life.

"Holy Shit!" was all he said.

There were two things I figured would happen at this point. One, he'd get
hard and two, his piss- flow would stop because most guys cannot piss
through a hardon. I was pleasantly surprised by the fact that, while he got
hard, his piss flow never stopped. I stopped drinking after a short time,
however, not wanting to become 'bloated' and pulled my mouth off his hard
cock. His piss now shot into an arc in the air, coming down on my head and
flowing down my back. I could feel his hot piss flowing between my
butt-cheeks and across my hole. It was an incredible feeling!

Wade finally ran out of piss but, by the time he did, I was completely
drenched in it! Luckily, I'd had enough sense to close my eyes when I
pulled my mouth off because piss in the eyes stings really bad. I wiped my
eyes with my hands to get the piss that I could feel there and then opened
them to look at Wade. He was standing there, his cock still hard and still
in his hand, looking at me in amazement!

I leaned over and put my mouth around his cock again and he started
moaning. I sucked on his cock and discovered that, evidently, this whole
thing had turned him on something fierce because I don't think it was two
minutes and he was holding onto my head and shooting another load down my
eager throat!

"Fuck! God-damn! Fuck! Yeah! Suck it! Suck it all!" he exclaimed as he
dumped his young cum load down my eagerly sucking throat.

He steadied himself against the side of the bathtub and had grabbed the
towel rack as well to keep himself upright. I slipped my mouth off his very
sensitive cock. He gradually was able to let go and stand up straight
again, looking down at me.

"You drank my piss!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah. I did." I smiled up at him.

"But you said...you said...you didn't do that!" he exclaimed in
astonishment.

"No, I didn't say that. I said I only did it on rare occasions and only
with guys that I was really into." I said.

"Yeah! That's what I meant! Why'd you drink mine?!" he asked.

"Why do you think?" I smiled.

"You wanted a part of me inside you?" he asked, softly.

"Yes. I've already got your cum in my stomach and in my butt. I wanted your
piss, too! I haven't wanted to do that with any guy in a long time but you
are VERY special to me. I hope it didn't gross you out or anything." I
said.

"Fuck no! I thought it would but it was just so exciting! I mean, it was
kinda fun pissin' on you!  Made me think of water fights when I was a kid!"
he said.

"Yeah! I forgot to mention that aspect of it! It is kind of like being a
kid again." I smiled.

"But when you took me in your mouth and started drinking it, I got boned so
fast, I didn't have time to think about bein' grossed out!" he said.

"So now that you've had time?" I asked.

"I suppose I should be, but I still ain't grossed out by it. In fact, I
feel...well...I feel really close to you from it. Does that make any
sense?" he asked.

"It makes incredible sense. That's more than I hoped for! I feel VERY close
to you, now." I said.  Closer even than before. I told you, this is
something very rare and special for me. I don't do this with just anybody."

"I know. That's what's fuckin' blowin' me away - that you did it with me!"
he smiled.

"Well, you ready to take a shower now?" I asked, not wanting to get any
further into what we were feeling at that point.

He gave me this funny look. I had absolutely no idea what the fuck was
going on inside his head, which was why his next words completely blew me
away!

"Uhh...do you gotta piss?" he asked, somewhat shyly and sheepishly.

That just about rocked my world! I thought getting him to piss on me was
about as kinky as he was going to be comfortable - and I had severe doubts
about that, at first! Now, he was very obviously asking me to piss on him!
This was so completely unexpected that I actually had some concern that I
might become pee-shy and not be able to do it! After all, I'd been pissed
on quite a bit but rarely ever pissed on anybody. But I figured that I
wasn't about to disappoint him! If he wanted to get pissed on then I was
going to piss on him. Besides, like him, I really had to go - BAD! I was
very grateful for that!

"Are you really sure you want to do this? You don't have to. I won't think
you're 'pussy' or something like that." I said.

"No! I really want to! I saw the look on your face when I was doing it. You
really loved it! I want to know what it feels like!" he insisted.

"Okay...well, you'd better get in the tub then." I said.

I moved over so he could step in.

"Aren't you gonna get out?" he asked, thinking I was going to piss on him
from outside the tub like he'd done me.

"Not with all your piss dripping off me, I'm not!" I laughed. "No, there's
room here. Just kneel down and lean back." I instructed him.

He knelt down with his back to the faucets and looked up at me. I couldn't
believe it! I was actually nervous! Like I said, this was not something I'd
done often and I didn't feel as confident of my 'performance' as I did in
other areas. That though, however, spurred me on! I was being idiotic! I
mean, how much 'talent' does it take to piss?!

I closed my eyes and relaxed as much as I could. I listened to the sound of
the water still running from the tap and let nature take it's course. As I
felt my piss begin to travel down my piss tube toward the end of my cock, I
quickly opened my eyes. I wanted to be able to aim because I didn't want to
accidently give Wade a shot in the face! My stream began hitting his chest
and I moved it back and forth so that it was hitting his nipples. He looked
up at me, a startled expression on his face. I think he tried to say
something because his mouth opened but all that came out was a groan. His
hands began to rub the hot piss into his skin like it was soap or
moisturizer.

I moved the stream down to his cock, pissing right on the base of it. I
could see the piss running through his pubic hair and dripping off his
balls. He got hard again almost instantly and reached down and started
jacking off, using the piss as 'lube'. I moved the stream back up to his
chest, intending to hose down his nips while he jacked off. Instead, I was
in for the shock of my life!

My stream no more than got to his chest and he bent forward quickly and got
a mouthful of my piss! I watched as he held it, tasting it and then,
evidently finding it not too awful, gulped it down!  I didn't believe what
I'd just seen! Wade drank my piss! I was so shocked, my piss stream
stopped. He looked up at me as if to say, 'Is that all?'. My stream started
again because I still really had to go. Now Wade bent further over and
captured my pissing cock in his mouth! He was drinking straight from my
spout! I was so turned on that I got hard as he continued to drink from
me. I also used my internal muscles to slow the stream to make it easier
for him to drink. Even though my stream was never any where near as strong
as his, this was his first time so I tried to make it as easy on him as
possible!

I didn't have much left and he gulped down what I did. After I'd finished
pissing, he continued mouthing my cock, giving me one hell of a blowjob! I
didn't think I had another orgasm in me, but watching him drink my piss,
seeing him kneeling before me sucking my cock, my libido rose to the
challenge and I was soon unloading into his mouth. He swallowed it all and
kept sucking for me. Finally, I had to grab his head and pull him off my
cock, it was so sensitive!

"Oh, fuck! Wade! That was incredible! But you didn't have to drink it! I
would have understood!" I said.

"No! I wanted to! You'd done me and I wanted to see what it was like. I
tasted it first and it wasn't bad! Did you like having it done?" he asked.

"Yes. I loved it! It was very, very special! Just like you are!" I said and
leaned down, pressing my mouth to his in a passionate kiss.

I could taste my piss in his mouth just as I'm sure he could taste his own
in mine. He stood up and, taking me in his arms, held me for a long
time. It was a very sweet and romantic gesture. I loved the feeling of his
arms around me, his piss-covered body pressed to my piss-covered one.

"I wanted you to be the first." he said. "When I first saw it in the book,
I was immediately drawn to it but I was afraid. I thought is was
'sick'. But then you explained it and you let me do it to you. I lost all
my fear of it and wanted to try it with you."

"Thank you. That was an incredible experience. I don't usually ever do
that. It was fun doing it with you, though." I said. "So I guess we better
shower all this off us."

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea. We don't want to go around smelling
like a men's room!" he laughed.

I turned on the shower and set the temperature. I think grabbed the soap
and, starting with his chest, proceeded to wash him. He stood there and let
me run my fingers over his soft, smooth skin, occasionally groaning at the
feelings. He got hard when I washed his groin and harder yet when I washed
between the cheeks of his butt. I pushed him under the shower to rinse off
and I then turned the soap over to him. He did all of me and started to
push me under the shower to rinse off.

"Wait, you're not done." I said.

"What's left?" he asked.

"Well, you pissed all over my head. I think you'd better shampoo me." I
stated.

Being shampooed by another guy is probably the most sensuous, non-sexual
thing in the world! I love the feeling of his hands massaging my scalp and
running through my hair! I groaned throughout the procedure. Then I turned
the tables on Wade and shampooed him. He soon learned why I was groaning so
much and he bettered me in both volume and frequency!

Finally, we were done and I turned off the water. I got out of the tub and,
as Wade stepped out, I began drying him with a towel. He started to
protest, no doubt wanting to tell me he was quite big enough and old enough
to do this for himself. However, as I expected, the sensual feelings that
are cause by someone else doing something so personal for you, quickly
overcame any of his objections. As I expected as well, Wade immediately
grabbed a towel and began drying me as soon as I finished with him. That
was really the reason I did it. I expected him to 'follow the leader'!

"I think it's time for you to get dressed." I said.

"I'll watch you and then you come with me to my room and watch me!" he
grinned.

"You know, you're quite the voyeur!" I laughed.

"What's that?" he asked.

"That's someone who likes to watch!" I explained.

"Well, this is the first time I've ever gotten to look without having to
worry about somebody catching me and calling me a 'fag'!" he explained.

I leaned over and kissed him gently.

"I'm just yanking your chain. Look all you want to! It's good, healthy
fun!" I laughed.

I got dressed and then went to his room where he dressed. Very much like
me, he wore jeans and a t-shirt. That has always been my 'preferred
attire'. I dress for comfort - not for fashion! Wade's jeans were skin
tight as was his t-shirt. I could have eaten him alive right then and
there, he looked so good. But there would be more of that eventually!

I didn't tell him where I was taking him but I'd seen a steak house not far
from the motel. When we pulled into the parking lot, Wade's eyes got the
size of saucers but he didn't say anything.  After our little discussion
about me taking him out, he wasn't about to object to anything and lose all
future blowjob privileges! I was sure, however, that he'd probably never
eaten in a steak house. In fact, he'd probably not eaten steak that often
in his life.

When we sat down, I ordered Wade a coke and me a rum and coke. I saw him
reading the menu avidly and I asked what he'd decided on.

"I can't decide. I don't know what most of these steaks are!" he said,
confirming what I already thought.

"Would you let me order for you?" I asked.

"Okay. That might be best." he said.

The biggest and the best steak on the menu was the Porterhouse. I ordered
that for Wade, medium rare, along with a loaded baked potato and salad. I
also ordered him a side of onion rings.  Because I was having dinner later
with the family, I only ordered a bowl of soup and a salad for me. Wade, as
with most males - adolescent or otherwise - turned out to be a true
carnivore, devouring the steak and every other morsel of food in his
immediate vicinity! I let him order dessert and it turned out to be a
gigantic hot fudge sundae which he also made disappear in record time! No
wonder his family didn't have a lot of disposable income! It went into feed
for him!

He finally admitted to being full. He also stated that it was the best meal
he'd ever had in his entire life. I decided then and there that we would
have breakfast together as well as lunch and dinner the following day. The
parents left around eight in the morning so I knew he would be ready for
food when they left. On the way back to the motel, I talked to Wade and
told him to be at my room as soon as his parents left. He grinned at me and
I realized that he and I had entirely different ideas about
'breakfast'. Well...we could do both!

When we got back to the motel, Wade stayed with me until I had to go meet
my relatives. I would have much preferred to be with him but I knew that
his parents would be back soon anyway. He said goodbye to me with a deep,
soulful kiss and I told him that I'd see him in the morning.

I won't bore you with the details of dinner with my relatives. Suffice it
to say that it was everything that I expected - dreadful! I told them a lie
about having to be back in Fort Lauderdale the next day and left as quickly
as I deemed suitable, saying I had to get up early to start back on the
road. I got back to my room, got naked and got into bed. I watched some TV
- something mindless and I had drifted off to sleep when I was awoken by
knocking at my door. I looked at the clock and saw that it was half past
eleven. I wondered who the hell would be knocking at this time! I looked
out the peep-hole in the door and there stood Wade in cut-offs and a
t-shirt. I quickly opened the door and ushered him in.

"I want to sleep with you." he said simply after taking me in his arms and
kissing me.

"But what about your parents?!" I asked.

"They're sound asleep. I just have to be back in my room by six and they
won't know. Please?!"  he begged.

What could I say? I took him by the hand and led him to the bed. I grabbed
his t-shirt and pulled it off him and then undid his cut-offs and let them
drop to the floor. He had on no underwear, just like the way I wore them
and stepped out of them gloriously, beautifully naked. He climbed into bed
and cuddled next to me. He kissed me deeply but didn't even get a hardon. I
set the clock for five in the morning and turned out the light again.

I can't describe my feelings of having him there, curled up next to me. He
had fallen asleep quickly. I suppose after all the sex that day, he should
well be tired! He looked like a little boy laying there, his face unlined
and peaceful, a stray lock of hair hanging down over his forehead. I gently
brushed it back with my hand and leaned over and kissed his bare
forehead. I then snuggled down, allowing his scent to fill my nose and
drifted back to sleep with his warmth filling me with very deep affection
for this beautiful boy.

The alarm woke me at five. Wade barely stirred. I wasn't surprised. I'm
sure he was as worn out as I was from all the activity yesterday. He was
still curled up to me and so I reached down under the covers, finding
exactly what I expected to find - he was harder than hell! No matter how
much sex a young male has had during the previous day, he still wakes up
with a hardon. Of course, in those days, mine was still equally hard in the
morning. I slipped down the covers, exposing his naked form and slid down
in the bed until my face was level with his groin. The musty, strongly male
scent rose in my nose and I breathed deeply of it. It was a smell that I
loved and was utterly addicted to. I still am.

I gently wrapped my lips around his cockhead and slowly pushed back the
foreskin. His cock slid into my mouth and I began to gently lick and suck
on it. He moaned in his sleep but did not wake up. I kept going further and
further down on his cock until it was knocking at the opening to my
throat. I pushed further, swallowing as I did and his cock slid into my
throat and my nose was close to his drawn up balls. I began going all the
way up and all the way down on his cock. It wasn't but a few circuits of
this that I felt him thrust his hips forward, burying his cock deep in my
throat.

"Fuck!" he moaned, coming to finally. "Damn! What a fucking great way to
wake up!"

I pulled off his cock and looked up at him, grinning. He grinned back. I
was ready to go back down on him when he spoke again.

"Ain't fair you havin' all the fun! Come on, let me at you, too!" he
insisted.

Who was I to argue with that? I moved so that we were in the classic
sixty-nine position on our sides. He took my cock in his mouth and I want
back to sucking on his. I guess we were both really horny again because in
only a few minutes, we were both groaning around each other's cock and
dumping a load of cum down each other's throats. I sucked until I knew I
had all of his sperm that I was going to get and then released his cock
from my mouth before he became too sensitive. He followed my example and
let my cock out of his mouth. I then moved around until we were again face
to face. His arms went around me and we kissed passionately, tasting each
other's juices and moaning into each other's mouths at the taste. We
finally broke the kiss and just lay there for a few minutes.

"Man! What am I gonna do when you leave?" he exclaimed.

"Go back to jacking off, I would imagine." I answered.

He'd struck a real nerve with me. I knew that leaving was going to be very
difficult for him - and for me. I wasn't 'in love' with him, but I was
becoming very attached. Something that is never good in encounters like
this one but I couldn't help myself! I had never had the opportunity to
'bring out' a young virgin like that. It was 'virgin' territory for me!

Before things got maudlin, I reminded Wade that he had to go back to his
room until his parents left. He kissed me, pulled on his shorts and t-shirt
and was out the door. I lay back down and went back to sleep. I was, quite
frankly, exhausted! I wasn't 17 anymore and even though I technically
wasn't 'old', I was sure feeling it!

While I slept, I had this dream...it was that Wade and another guy his age
who I just somehow knew was 'Tommy' were in bed with me and we were all
playing. In fact, in the dream, we were in a 'daisy chain' with Tommy
sucking Wade, me sucking Tommy and Wade sucking me. I awoke groaning at the
feelings, figuring I was having a 'wet dream' but I didn't know how that
was possible. After all, I hadn't had one in years and years! Not since I
was about 14 years old. But waking up didn't stop the feelings! In fact,
they intensified.

I opened my eyes, looked down and there was Wade - busily, happily -
sucking on my hard cock!  I almost laughed at him turning the tables on me!
I guess 'turn-about' was fair play! I reached down and gently stroked my
hand through his hair as he hungrily ate me.

"Mmm! You do that so good! You're gonna make Tommy your slave if he ever
lets you do this to him! He won't be able to ever refuse you!" I murmured.

He pulled off my cock and looked at me.

"You really mean that?!" he grinned.

"I told you I don't lie! But let's go get some breakfast. I'm starved and I
want to save up my cum for later. Remember, I'm not 17 with an unlimited
supply of that stuff! And it was my understanding that you wanted some of
it where you've never had it before, hmm?" I asked him

His eyes lit up and his grin got double it's size!

"Oh, yeah! You gonna fuck my ass?" he asked.

"Sure as shit am! I've never turned down a virgin hole in my life and I'm
not about to start now.  Especially when it's about the most beautiful ass
I've ever seen!" I grinned back.

"Ahh! You're just sayin' that so you can get your cock up my tail!" he
laughed.

"The hell I am! I could eat and fuck that butt of yours all day long! Just
looking at it gets me hard!" I said.

He smiled and blushed. He was still partially a 'virgin'. This was all very
new still and he hadn't gotten used to thinking of himself as beautiful
yet. I was going to change that as much as I could while we still had time
together. Of course, that brought up how much time we'd have together. I
had already determined that the earliest I would leave for home was
Sunday. I could always call the office and not go in Monday. What I would
tell my lover would be another thing entirely! I knew that I would have to
tell him the truth because we did not lie to each other. That was something
we agreed with each other on. Of course it helped that my lover was
absolutely incapable of lying successfully. Whenever he would want to avoid
his family, I'd be the one on the phone making up the plausible 'social
lie' to get him (and me!) out of whatever situation it was.

"Well, let's take a shower and then go out for breakfast." I said to him.

"Uhh...do we have to? Take a shower, I mean." he asked shyly.

For a moment I was confused and then it hit me - our scent!

"No! We definitely don't have to shower! You're absolutely right! Let me
just throw on clothes and we'll go." I said.

I had called the front office of the motel the previous night before I fell
asleep, asking where the best place locally to have breakfast was that
wasn't a chain like Denny's. I prefer local restaurants and diners over the
chains. It's never failed that I have found some wonderful places to eat
while traveling, just by asking the local residents. The motel owners had
told me of a little place that mostly only the locals knew about or went
to. Just my kind of place! They gave me directions.  This was a small town
so it wasn't far. In fact, it was just about half a mile from the steak
house I'd taken Wade to the day before.

Wade was excited about going out to eat again. I knew this was something
that he didn't get to do often and it was a treat for him. Of course, being
with him, helping him to discover himself and the world was a huge treat
for me as well.

I found the restaurant easily and Wade and I sat down. There were specials
posted on a blackboard on the wall and I noticed that they were offering
home-made blueberry pancakes.  Now there is nothing I love more than
blueberry pancakes or waffles, so I was set. Wade ordered three eggs over
medium, grits, bacon and toast - along with orange juice and coffee. I
ordered hot tea and a double order of link sausages. When the order came, I
noticed Wade hungrily eyeing my blueberry pancakes and, in self-defense,
told the waitress to bring us another order of them for Wade. I'm glad I
did! He not only ate all his breakfast but finished off the other order of
pancakes as well as some of my sausages. I wanted him well fed because he
was going to need it for energy before this day was out! I had every
intention of fucking him at least once and then having him fuck my brains
out several times!

When he'd finished the last morsel of breakfast, he looked over at me with
a sly grin.

"My butthole itches." he whispered.

"Well then, scratch it." I said.

"I ain't got nothin' big enough!" he whispered louder. "I need some help!"

I laughed and said, "Okay. Let me pay the bill and we'll get out of here."

I paid the waitress, adding a generous tip and Wade beat me to the car.

The End of Part Four of THE BOY BY THE POOL

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