Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2018 23:49:36 +0100 From: Owen Davis Subject: He Brought His Own Balls - Chapter 15 (Gay - Adult Youth) He Brought His Own Balls Chapter 15 Did I want to shower with a hot young teen boy? Duh! We stripped off our clothes and jumped in. The hot water ran from the top of our heads down our entire bodies, warming and relaxing our muscles. I grabbed the shampoo and started washing Mark's hair. He let out a few soft moans which let me know he was enjoying the head massage. After finishing with his hair, I lathered his upper body with soap, making sure to get every nook and cranny. I reached his butt and gave his hole a good washing. Mark let out a few more moans, and I noticed his dick swell up yet again. We really didn't have time for another round. Mark needed to pack and meet his family in less than half an hour. I moved to his legs, rubbing my fingers over his young muscles and in between each of his toes. "Aren't you gonna wash my dick?" Mark asked. I soaped up my hands one more time and took a hold of his 8th grade pride and joy. The hot water continued to pour over our bodies, and now we were both boned up. There really wasn't time for this. Mark took the soap and lathered up his own hands. He pushed me backwards until I was sitting on a small stool that lived in the shower. He started washing my body, and quickly made his way to my cock, taking it with both of his hands and jerking it slowly up and down. Then, before I knew what happened, Mark climbed on top of me, and started lining up my cock with his hole. "Dude, we don't have time for this." We were facing each other, and I gave him a peck on the lips. "But this our last chance. And I want you to fuck me. We can do it quick." He stuck his tongue in my mouth and gave me a deep kiss. I don't think I really had a choice. Mark let his weight go, impaling his hole with my soapy, throbbing cock. I took hold of his slippery torso with both hands as I started fucking his young body. I started slowly, pumping my groin deep into his bottom and sucking on one of his nipples at the same time. When I moved to the other nipple, Mark's moans turned to high-pitched staccato screams. I bit down gently, and Mark started bouncing his ass on my lap. The whole scene had me super-worked up, and I started fucking him as hard and fast as I could. At this point, Mark's screams might have sounded like he was in terrible pain to someone listening, but I could tell he was enjoying each and every thrust of my cock inside his tight, teenaged hole. Eyes closed, mouth hanging open, and body arched backwards, the sight of Mark's sexy adolescent body was almost too much for me to handle. As I reached to scratch his cute pubic patch, I saw his slender six inches twitch, and that set me over the edge. With one final thrust, I pushed as deep as I could while pulling his body down at the same time, and I started unloading my seed inside the smooth 13-year-old boy. "Ooooh fuck, Mark! Holy shit dude!!" Then, I was actually quite shocked to see Mark start shooting yet another load of his teen cum, without either of us even touching his dick. He let out one final scream as he shot several times on my chest. I quickly scooped up his cum with my hand before it got washed away. This would likely be my last taste of Mark, and I was hungry for it. As we kissed one more time, we shared his cum swooshing around in our joined mouths. As hard as it was to get ourselves to stand up, we really had no choice. We soaped up again and washed away the sex. Then dried off, and got dressed. I helped Mark gather his belongings from around the room and they all just got thrown into his suitcase in record time. The clock read 9:47. Mark was supposed to meet his mom in 3 minutes. Before we left his room, I opened my arms inviting Mark in for a hug. He grabbed me tightly, and I heard a sniffle. We kissed deeply, and Mark's eyes had watered up. Which then in turn made mine do the same. An uneasy feeling took a hold of my gut. This sucked. And not the good kind of sucking. ***** A few minutes later, we walked into the lobby. There was a small crowd of people hovering around someone in a chair. As we got closer, we saw that it was Mark's mom in the chair. Someone was holding a wet towel on her forehead as someone else was handing her a glass of water. Mark's sister was standing there looking like she had just been crying. "Mom! Are you OK?" Mark asked. Mark's mom took a sip of the water. "Hi sweetie. I just got a little light-headed from the heat. Probably dehydrated. I'll be fine." "She fainted!" Mark's sister cried out. "It was nothing, I'll be fine." She tried to stand up, but then sat down again. "I just need another minute." "I'll come with you guys to the airport," I chimed in. "Oh, Owen, that's very sweet of you, but we'll be OK." "I insist. It's really no problem. Happy to lend an extra pair of hands." I put my hands on Mark's shoulders. ***** About ten minutes later, the luggage had been loaded up, and we were climbing into a taxi van that would take us to the airport, which was about half an hour away. Mark's mom got in the front seat, his sister in the second row, and Mark and I climbed in the third row. As we pulled out of the resort, I felt Mark's fingers on top of my hand, which was resting between us on the seat. I looked over at him, and he gave me a pouty look. I smiled at him and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Don't be sad. We'll stay in touch, and we'll find a way to see each other during Spring Break." Mark looked forward to make sure no one was looking, and then gave me a quick peck on the lips. I took a moment to drink in Mark's body, as this would be the last time I would see his flesh in person for a while. He was showing a lot of skin, wearing a tank top and what had to be an older pair of athletic shorts, as they were fairly short on his milky legs. I placed a hand on his thigh and gave it a squeeze. He spread his legs slightly, and grabbed a hold of his cock through his shorts. He pulled the fabric tight around his rod so we could see the clear outline of all six inches. Then he took my hand and placed it on his crotch. I felt the length of his penis and then moved my hand down to play with his balls. Mark opened his legs wider. Through the fabric of his shorts, I pushed against his asshole with my middle finger. Mark rubbed his cock and let out a small groan. Fortunately I noticed Mark's sister's head turning in time, and I quickly withdrew my hand. "What are you guys doing?" she asked, struggling to reach high enough to peek over the seat. "We're playing an air hockey game on my phone," Mark answered. "Can I play?" "Well, it'd be kinda hard right now. But how about in the airport when we're waiting for our plane?" "OK." She turned back around. I put my hand on Mark's knee and slowly traced up his thigh until I reached his shorts. This time, I went underneath the nylon. Mark was wearing boxers, so it was easy to reach in and grab his teenaged cock. Mark let out an inaudible gasp. His eyes closed and he was biting down on his lip. After jerking his cock for a minute, I pulled my hand out of his shorts and replaced it with my other hand. This time I reached lower, between his butt cheeks, and found his hole. Mark leaned back and adjusted his ass to give me better access. His hole was sweaty, and I traced around with my finger a few times, before pressing up against the center. I pushed through, and his asshole clenched onto my finger. Meanwhile, I used my other hand to go down the top of his shorts and grab his cock again. Mark was trying so hard not to make a sound. As I finger fucked the 13-year-old with one hand and masturbated his cock with the other, I wondered how long it would take for him to shoot his 4th load of the day, if he would even be able to do so this soon again. Mark added his hand to mine, and we jerked his cock together. He leaned in to my ear and whispered, "Put another finger in." Obediently, I added a second finger to his tight hole, and it wasn't long before Mark's balls contracted upwards. He couldn't help himself and shouted out, "Oh my god!" just as he shot a few spurts of cum on our hands. "What happened?" Mark's mom asked from the front seat. "I, uh, saw a fox outside the window," Mark said as he breathed heavily. We removed our hands from his shorts. I licked mine off, and he did the same to his. Then we ducked down our heads and quickly kissed silently behind the seat. Leaning back in our seats again, we held hands for the rest of the ride to the airport. *End of Chapter 15* Not to worry. The story will continue! Owen odavis120@mail.com donate.nifty.org