Title: Josh and I Day Two

Cat: Gay -- Cross Generational

Do not read if you are under 18.

This story is completely fictional.

Day 2:

The next day was beautiful; completely sunny and already about 80 degrees. But as I recalled what happened between Josh and me earlier that morning I began to feel terrible. Had I taken advantage of a 14 year old boy? Was I a pedophile? Then panic set in; what if Josh tells his mother? She'd go berserk I'm sure. Would she go to the police? My God, this could blow up in a terrible way. I peered over at Josh, he was still fast asleep. Gazing at him, and adoring his sensual beauty, I decided that we would have a frank discussion about last night and that if necessary I would apologize and promise to never touch him again. With that I quietly got up and headed downstairs to make myself some coffee

About an hour later I heard Josh get up and use the bathroom. He slowly made his way downstairs, flashing me a shy grin as he entered the kitchen. I remained silent not knowing what to say. He asked me to make him some pancakes, which offered a bit of relief. I said sure and set about making them right away. More silence, only a few minutes passed but it felt much longer. I finished up the pancakes and made us each a plate. As we began to eat I opened up with Josh about the night before.

"Josh" I said. "About last night, I am concerned that what I did was very wrong. I'm not sure what came over me, I've never done anything like it before, I certainly didn't plan to act the way I did."

"Brian", Josh said. "Please don't worry; even though I'm only 14, I had just as much to do with it as you did. After all I'm the one that came to see you in the middle of the night. I started the whole thing. After seeing you in the shower yesterday, I got so horny, especially when you put some oil on your penis. I wanted to put some on it too."

"Yes Josh, but being the adult I should have known better and stopped you. I promised your mother I'd take care of you. She'd kill me if she knew what we did last night."

"Brian", he continued. "I know it might seem wrong to you and I can see why you are worried. But please don't be. I won't tell my mom. I've sort of known for a while that I like boys more than girls.

"How so?"

"Whenever I surf the internet I like to go to gay sites. I also like looking at other boys in the school shower room and at the pool."

"OK" I replied. "But I am 34 years old and not a boy. So it's different."

"But I like you Brian. You and I have a lot of fun together. My dad paid more attention to my friends than he did to me. You have been more of a dad to me than he was. I am so glad that we got to play a little last night".

"Play" I thought. Josh considered this play?

"Tell me Josh, was this the first time you played with another boy like we did last night?"

"No, I have another friend that I've played with a few times before. His name is Eric. He's 13 years old and goes to the same school as I do."

"And how did you and Eric come to play like we did last night? I asked.

"It started in gym class. When we took showers we liked to look at each other. After a while Eric started hanging out with me after school. Sometimes he would come to my house for sleepovers. We would make a tent out of our blankets and play around inside."

"Is this where you learned to play like you did last night?" I asked.

"Yeah, Eric showed me how to play with feet, I would practice on him. He said he saw it on the internet, but that it was a man and girl doing it and not two boys. That's why I played with your feet last night. It's really the only way I know how to use my penis on another boy."

I pressed on, "Is that all you and Eric did?

"Mostly yes, but sometimes we would masturbate together. I would play with his penis, he would play with mine. Sometimes he asked me to play with his butt hole. That's why I played with yours last night; I thought you'd like it"

"Did your mom or dad know anything was going on?"

"I don't know. Once we caught my dad outside of our tent, but we don't think he saw us playing."

"So, do you and Eric still have sleepovers and play together?"

"Not anymore. One time when Eric came over, my dad took us for a swim at the pool at his country club. It was sort of late but the pool was still open, no one was there but us. After we swam a while, my dad asked Eric if he wanted to go in the sauna room. My dad knew I didn't like the sauna so he figured that I'd just kept swimming until they came back."

"And this is why Eric stopped coming to your house? Or did something else happen?"

"My dad told Eric not to tell me what happened but he told me anyway. Eric said that after they got in the sauna, my dad took off his bathing suit and asked Eric if wanted to take his off too. Eric didn't want to but my father sort of made him. He sat Eric up on the top bench and pulled his suit off real quick."

"Then what?"

"Eric said my dad started playing with own penis until it got real big and hard. My dad then asked Eric lie down on his belly. Dad started played with Eric's butt and ran his hands up and down his legs. Sort of like what I did to you last night. He stuck his finger in his mouth and then put it in Eric's asshole. Eric said he told my dad that it hurt but my dad kept moving it in and out anyway."

"Did Eric try to get away?" I asked.

"No, he was not sure what to do. He said it hurt but that it kind of felt good too. After playing with Eric's butt, Dad turned him over and grabbed his penis and played with it until it got hard. He kept playing with it until Eric came all over his hand. Then my dad put his penis in Eric's mouth and came in it. Eric said he almost choked because my dad's penis was so big and there was a lot of cum."

"Hmmmm" I said. "So if Eric sort of liked it, why did he stop coming to your house?"

"Eric said he was afraid that my dad would try to stick his penis in his butthole and that it would really hurt. We watched a video on the internet once of a man doing this to boy and it looked real bad. The boy didn't seem to like it all"

"Do you think this was part of the reason your dad left you and your mom?"

"I think so. I'll bet my dad was afraid Eric would tell someone. But Eric said he won't because he's my friend and wants still wants to play with me".

"Well Josh, we have the whole week ahead of us and I promise I won't play with you again like we did last night. Even if you think it's OK, it's not right. You're just a boy and I'm a grown man".

"Tell you what Josh, I'll get a backpack together, grab my tent, and we'll camp out tonight. It's going to be hot today and I know a great place to take a dip. We can pitch the tent right near the water. Go grab some cloths and meet me outside in 10 minutes."

After reacting somewhat sullenly to my promise that I would not "play" with him anymore, Josh sprang back to life on hearing that we were going camping. He rushed upstairs to change and get his things together.

It was indeed hot, about 90 degrees. We drove for 40 minutes and arrived at the trail head of a hiking path that I had walked more than a dozen times before and I knew it like the back of my hand. Not surprisingly there we no other cars in the parking area when we arrived. Not many people like to hike in 90 degree weather. Josh and I secured our boot laces, I grabbed the pack and the tent and off we went.

As usual I allowed Josh to lead the way as he did when we hiked with his parents. I always enjoyed his company, and as he bounced along gingerly on today's hike it brought back memories of all the good times we had in the past. However due to last night's "activities" between us, my mind was definitely in an altered state. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. His skimpy blue gym shorts and yellow tank top left much of his tanned boy body exposed. He'd asked me questions as we walked along and I'd answer in a detached manner. Nothing seemed important. I was completely focused on his beauty and pureness. To add to my delight, every once in a while he'd turn around and flash a great big smile, which at the same time allowed me a quick a peek at his bare mid-drift and sweet little belly button.

After hiking for about an hour we came to an area with several little hills, some shrubs, trees and a small pond. It was a perfect place to relax, cool off and pitch our tent. We had the whole camp site to ourselves, which included several sanded tent spot and shower/bath hut. Josh and I wasted no time pitching the tent, getting into our bathing suits, and heading for the pond. Like old times, he insisted on riding on and diving off of my shoulders and playing "submarine". To do this Josh would hang on to my shoulders with his hands as I swam across the water, his body floating outstretched just inches above mine. From time to time I'd go underwater which is why it was called Submarine.

After horsing around for over an hour Josh asked if we could go exploring. And while I quickly consented, I really wanted to stay in the water. Horsing around and playing Submarine gave me the opportunity to innocently make contact with him; to feel his tight little body pressed against mine; to brush my manhood up against his package; to wrap my arms around his chest and to feel his tender little nipples. On no I thought, what am I thinking? I promised Josh that our "playing" was over, regardless of the fact that he seemed to think it was harmless fun. I knew it was going to be difficult to break away from him, he was so sweet.

We spent the next couple of hours wondering about the park, looking under rocks for bugs, throwing rocks, and climbing the taller hills to check out how far off we could see. I brought along some binoculars which was an instant hit with Josh. So much so I didn't get my hands on them once. We also came across some pretty big cactus plants which caught Josh's attention big time. It was almost 6 PM so we decided to grab a bite. We sat at the foot of the biggest cactus plant to catch some shade, I pulled out a couple of sandwiches and we dug in. Just as we were finishing up Josh decided it was time for a nap and leaned back to lie down, "Ouch" is all I heard next. And with that he sprung to his feet in pain. "Let me have a look" I said. He turned his back to me and I pulled his tank top up to his shoulders. It was not a very pretty sight. His back was riddled with cactus thorns, there must have been fifty of them, some large some small. With that I knew we had to get back to camp to pull them out with tweezers.

We got back about 7 PM, which gave us enough daylight to pull the thorns pulled. I worked quickly and had them all out within an hour. Josh's back looked like a pin cushion and was very red. I applied some rubbing alcohol which only made it more painful. I told him to rest up while I unpack the car and make a fire. I finished up just as it got dark and thought I'd check out the shower room before checking on Josh again. The Hilton it was not, just one toilet and one shower stall, both of which looked unused for some time. Nonetheless I turned the handle on the shower and to my great surprise it worked. And to boot, the water was hot. I peeked outside and saw a solar water heater on the roof. Given today's very hot temps I knew we had plenty of supply.

I returned to the tent to find that Josh was still in quite a bit of pain. I decided to hold off an applying more alcohol, his back was looking a little better and there was no need to inflict more pain. Instead I soaked a towel in hot water and dabbed his back gently. That did the trick and we sighed with relief. It felt so good that I suggested that he take a shower. He smiled and said "Let's go!" With that we marched off to the shower hut. There was no light so I set a flashlight to shine directly on the ceiling and lit a couple of candles. This left the room semi-dark but provided enough light to move around safely. I told Josh to go first and to take his time because we had plenty of hot water and returned to the tent to get my toiletries.

When I returned to the shower, Josh asked me to wash his back to "make sure all the bad stuff from the cactus plant was gone." I said OK but kept my underwear on. I grabbed the soap and began lathering his shoulders with both hands. Josh threw his head back a bit and said "wow that feels so good Brian". I continued down his back in slow circular motions, applying as much soap as I could to the affected area. Every so often Josh would backup "accidently" and nudge my cock with his ass. And each time he did I got a bit harder and had to back up a bit to prevent from poking him. This went on until I developed a raging hard-on that could no longer be constrained by my underwear. I removed them telling Josh that they were wet anyway. So there I was, again, with a boy. Hands on his back, fully lathered, looking down at his beautiful body. His hair smelled so good I had to take a deep whiff.

I bent over a little to the right and started down Josh's lower back with my right hand, all the time massaging him deeply with my fingers. I continued down a bit more until I had his entire right ass cheek in my hand, which I plied like a large ball of clay. It was pure heaven; tiny, silky smooth and firm. I worked my hand closer to his asshole, running my pinky over it; each pass made Josh moan lightly which was pleasure to my ears. I bent over a bit more and massaged his calf muscles. I worked my way back up to his inner thighs, alternating between his legs, inching ever closer to his near hairless balls. With one slow motion I reached through his legs, cupped his penis and pulled back, caressing his entire shaft and balls. "Oh Brian, he uttered, "Please rub your penis on my ass".

Being totally aroused at that point I obliged without hesitation. What the hell I thought, this was too good to pass up. I arched back a bit and placed the head of my cock on the middle of his lower back, applied some soap and started pushing it downwards. My penis throbbed heavily as I moved it down, as I came into contact with his crack the head of my cock started to disappear into it. Feeling the head of my cock, Josh back up a bit, brought his cheeks together and took hold. With my right hand I gently pushed my cock down until the head came into contact with his sphincter. Looking down, I could not believe what I was seeing; my cock partially engulfed by josh's two mounds. My first inclination was to thrust forward and bury it deep inside of him, but then I recalled Josh's story about Eric seeing a boy in pain on the internet. Moreover, the head of my cock was totally engorged with blood and bigger than I had ever seen it, and I we had no lube. Darn. I knew I had to resist but that didn't mean we couldn't "play" some more.

I backed away and spun Josh around. Running my hands through his lovely hair, I began kissing him feverishly. He responded in kind by swirling his tongue against mine. His mouth tasted delicious. As I moved closer my cock came to rest upright against his stomach with the head nestled between his little brown nipples. My balls laid flat against his bellybutton. Using both hands, and with our mouths still engaged Josh took hold of my shaft and started stroking it. The pleasure was like no other I had ever experienced.

Feeling a bit lightheaded, I reached over, turned the shower off and pulled Josh backwards toward a wide wooden bench opposite the shower. I sat down while he remained standing stroking my cock. What a sight; my thick 8 inch rock hard cock in the hands of a beautiful 14 year old boy; his eyes nearly closed, and his perfect little body in full view. And to top it off, the 75 degree heat made it possible for us to remain comfortable while completely nude.

As Josh's stroking and moaning intensified I could sense that he wanted more attention. With his hands still on my cock, I leaned forward and cupped his little balls in my hand, gently kneading them back and forth. Josh's penis sprang to complete attention. And like the rest of his body, it was heavenly; about 5 inches long when erect, and quite thick I thought for a boy his age. No foreskin, just a perfectly formed head and slit at the tip, fully aroused and ready to explode. I took hold of his cock and stroked it upwards at the same speed he was stroking me. Minutes later our mutual masturbation climaxed and we came in buckets. I squeezed his penis and he shot his load shot upwards, spraying his chest and nipples. My load shot onto my shoulder as Josh leaned into me while continuing to stroke my cock with both his hands. Having milked me completely, and exhausted, Josh moved forward and straddled my right leg, wedging his butt just above my knee and bringing his cock and balls to rest on my thigh. Smelling the sweet aroma of boy cum, I spread his arms, leaned forward and licked every drop off his chest, taking one nipple into my mouth to suck on while gently pinching the other with my fingers. I flopped him back a bit and continued going down on him, cleaning up every bit of cum as I descended. When I got to his semi hard penis, I took it the entire length into my mouth and swished it around until it was crystal clean. I finished off by tonguing his balls and licking his shaft.

With a sly grin, Josh pushed me back against the bench and rose to his feet. Catching his drift I spread my legs so he could kneel between them on the bench. This provided the perfect position from which he could return the favor. I put my hands on his tiny waist as he went to work licking up the cum on my right shoulder. As he worked his way down my stomach I thought I'd add a slight variation; I reached behind him and with two fingers followed the crack of butt until I felt his hole. This brought an immediate halt to his clean up job. Ever so gently, and as he eyed me with some trepidation, I began to penetrate his sphincter. "Gee Brian", I'm not sure I can take two fingers, will it hurt?" "Don't worry Josh, I'll be real careful". Sensing he was OK with continuing, I applied just enough pressure to pop through into his anal canal. I hesitated and told him to relax. His hole was very tight, so much so that a I told him that any further penetration would be up to him. All he had to do was sit back if he wanted more of my fingers in him. He nodded in agreement and took a deep breath. With my hands supporting him under his armpits, he eased himself back until my fingers were completely in him. "Good boy Josh, you passed the test" "What test Brian?" You'll find out tomorrow I said, let gets some sleep now.

To be continued -- Day 3