Date: Mon, 18 Feb 2013 15:38:18 +0000 (GMT) From: Mr. D Subject: Curiosity kills the cat, part 4 This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. Dionyssos Dionyssos00@yahoo.no (that is Dionyssos, and `zero-zero' at the end) Recap part 3: Thomas: "I can see this will be a long day if I am to keep up with your virility but first things first Alex. I think we need a shower and then some breakfast. Would you like to shower with me?" Alex: "Are you kidding? I will not let you out of my sight and certainly not if you are butt naked" Thomas: "OK then" He twisted on the couch so that he could get his feet on the floor. Then he asked me to hold on and simply lifted me up and carried me towards the master bathroom. My young and horny body was shivering in his arms and I was looking forward very much to letting his big adult hands soap my body. Curiosity kills the Cat, part 4 Thomas carried me all the way and didn't put me down until we were inside the shower stall. Like all other things in this penthouse apartment the stall was big. I was certain we could fit at least another Thomas inside without it being too intimate. All the walls were made of clear and frosted glass. It provided a perfect view of the room and privacy too. Once Thomas turned on the warm water the glass walls fogged up and turned it into a very intimate room. I imagined that this enclosure was all that was in the world and that Thomas and I were the only people. The showerhead was mounted on a pole behind me making it possible to adjust to the perfect height. Thomas reached past me and slid it all the way down making the water hit my butt before loosening it from the wall altogether. He quickly rinsed himself off before doing the same thing to me. Next he reached for the liquid soap and pumped several squirts onto his hands. He rubbed his hands together and squatted down in front of me. My heart was pounding hard now and the anticipated feeling of having his hands all over me was making my knees weak. Once I felt his touch I closed my eyes and just focused on tracing his movements. He began from the neck and arms before he slowly advanced down the front of my body. I moaned several times under his treatment. Once he reached my pubic hairs he applied a slight pressure to my right hip. He did not have to say a word of instruction to make me turn around, it all came naturally. Since I wanted him to rinse me I made sure to push the showerhead to one side too. He spent just as long on my back as he had on my front. I could hear him moan and understood that he was enjoying this just as much as I was. I was a little disappointed when his hands just brushed over my buttocks and continued down my legs. I anticipated his wish and spread my legs further apart to give him full access. He worked his way down one leg and up the other. Even at my age of 16 there were only a handful of blond hairs on my legs. They were all but invisible in daylight and even when they got wet you had to know where to look. The only places my body had any hair growth to speak of were on my head, a little in each armpit and an ever growing patch over my dick. Right now Thomas' hands had been all over my smooth body and had just reached my balls. They were not anything like his heavy sack at all and would shrivel up into a tight ball when I got an erection. It was this tight ball Thomas was taking good care to clean at the moment. Once his hand slid up my 6,5" uncut dick and slowly pulled back, it sent shivers all over my body. It felt like ten thousand ants had invaded my body inside and out. He kept stroking me very slowly with his left hand and began rubbing my butt with his right. When he reached the crack I bent slightly forward and spread my legs a little more. I didn't want him to miss a single inch of me. His hand slid easily between my butt cheeks and I almost shot my load when I felt his fingers slide across my virgin hole. He kept up that impossibly slow motion but was working my dick and my butt at the same time. I knew I could not hold back my orgasm for long and pushed my butt against his hand. His answer to this was to use one finger and push it against my horny arse. When I felt his finger slide inside me I exploded in an ecstasy of pleasure and began shooting my cum into the warm water. My muscles tensed up and I could feel how my butt clamped around Thomas' fingertip. The fact that he did not pull it out only added to my delight and once the last drop had shot from my dick my knees gave way and I collapsed into his arms. Thomas caught me and held me close in his strong arms until I gathered enough strength to stand on my own feet again. I found it impossible to speak and just beheld this wonderful man squatting in front of me. He had the most satisfied look I had ever seen, before or since, on another man's face. Thomas stood up and pulled me close to him. My soapy body slid against his and I just let my hands wander over his back. It didn't take long before I found his butt. I placed one hand on each cheek and rubbed them in circular motions. He didn't exactly moan, but with my ear pressed to his chest I could hear a rumbling sound. It occurred to me he sounded like a purring cat. The thought made me giggle. Thomas took a small step back and looked down at me and said; "What's so funny Alex?" "uhmmm nothing..." "Tell me why you are giggling! It's not fair to keep it to yourself" Even if we were in a warm shower I could feel my cheeks getting red and hot. I could never hold back a blush and this was no exception. I cleared my throat and looked back up at him. He had put on his kind face but I could see his curiosity burn behind his hazel brown eyes. "I guess it's just my mind trying to but new experiences into some kind of system. I was pressing my ear to your chest while feeling up your nice butt and a curious thought occurred to me..." "Really? A curious thought about my arse?" "No, no, no! Not about your arse, about the sound you were making" "Oh, I didn't realize I made any sound" "Well you did Thomas. I could almost feel it as much as I could hear it. It was like a rumbling sound rising from your chest. It reminded me of a cat purring and I found that funny..." The blush that had almost begun to fade now hit me with full force and I looked down to hide my face. Then I could feel Thomas begin to shake slightly. The shaking was quickly followed by the sound of his laughter. Like before his laughter was contagious and I soon began laughing myself. "A purring cat! I have been called a lot of things, but never that. You are just full of surprises young man!" We laughed hard and long in the warm shower and held each other in a tight embrace. I noticed that even through his laughter I could hear that purring sound in his chest. Thomas broke the embrace and held me at arm's length and looked down at me and said; "I guess you have satisfied some of your curiosity already. Tell me now, is there any other part of me you would like to explore before we rinse, dry and eat?" His blunt question caught me off guard. I hadn't really thought about that. "Well Thomas I guess I have many more questions now than ever had before, but I have already used one of my nine lives today. I think I can ponder on some of the answers and explore some more later" "If could not see your young body in front of me I would never guess you to be 16" He said that with a kind of awe in his voice. I didn't understand what was so strange about my answer. I didn't really matter anyway. By the time Thomas had rinsed us both and we stepped out of the shower stall I had forgotten about his remark. All I knew was that I was in the same room as a well built and very handsome man. We were both butt naked and I felt safe. Who cares about age anyway? Thomas wrapped his towel around his waist and left the bathroom. As he left he winked at me and said: "Take your time Alex. I'm just going to make some breakfast for us" Without waiting for a reply he left and closed the door behind him. As soon as the door closed I realized I didn't want to be alone. Even if I felt safe and happy the reality of my life began to seep into my head. It felt like some kind of poison working very slowly but certainly. All kinds of negative thoughts entered my head and it scared me. `How could you follow this stranger home?' `What will I tell mother and brother about where I was over night?' `Will I be allowed to leave this place at all?' `What kind of a pervert 31 year old would take a 16 year old home?' `What was it that Thomas had been unable to explain yesterday?' ... And so it went on... By the time I got out of the bathroom I felt more fear and paranoia than anything else. With my towel wrapped around me I just stood still in Thomas' huge living room. I felt my heard pound in panic and felt short of breath. Had Thomas not called me from the kitchen I probably would have bolted right there and then. Now I could not make my legs work at all and felt silly just standing there. The next time I heard Thomas' voice it was much closer. I had not heard him come in from the kitchen and walk up to me. "Are you OK Alex?" For the second time in a short time I could not find my voice to give him a reply. The fact was I was far from OK. Thomas moved in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. I managed to look up and his friendly hazel brown eyes met mine. Even as he smiled at me I could see worry in his eyes and hear it in his voice when he spoke. "What's wrong Alex? You look like you've seen a ghost!" His concern for me made me feel bad and shame filled my young body. Where would I even begin to explain what was happening to me? I couldn't even explain it to myself. "Was it something we did? Perhaps something I said?" It occurred to me that Thomas was blaming himself for my misery and that would just not do. "No Thomas you did nothing wrong..." My voice cracked at the end of the sentence and I couldn't go on speaking. All I could think of was to take a step forward and wrap my arms around him. When he returned the hug and pulled me in close I could no longer hold the pent up emotions and I started crying. God I hated these emotional roller coasters of my teenage life! I felt my salty tears run down my face and eventually on to Thomas' chest. He didn't say a word and I sobbed to the rhythm of his beating heart. I remember wishing I could stop time and make this moment last forever. Then I wouldn't have to leave this safe haven and face the cruel world outside. Eventually my tears dried up and I let go of Thomas. He took a step back and looked at me with worried eyes. "I am sorry Thomas. I don't understand what is happening to me. One minute I feel safe and the next I'm so scared I can't even move" "It's OK Alex. When you feel ready to tell me what is going on in your head I'll be right here. Now let's get some food into you". He put his arm around my shoulders and guided me towards the kitchen. My stomach growled when I smelled the food. I was much hungrier than I had thought and bacon and eggs were the perfect cure. ---To be continued --- So if you have an opinion about the story, good or bad, or have a suggestion for the plot, please let me know at following e-mail. Please use the story's title as subject. Dionyssos00@yahoo.no (00 = zero-zero) To all of you, who have sent your opinion, thank you! You have been a great help, and I hope you continue to read my stories and inspire me with your feedback. Should you want to read other stories written by me, you will find two of them posted to Nifty here: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/what-was-i-thinking/ And http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/joshs-savior/