Date: Mon, 3 Sep 2007 06:33:12 -0700 (PDT) From: Chris Private Subject: Little Shower Mate Little Shower Mate By EroticWriter12 Copyright 2007 Though told from a first person point of view, the following is a complete work of fiction. Any similarities to people and events are purely coincidental. The following work is copyrighted and may not be distributed, reproduced or sold without the express written consent of the author. The following story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity between an adult and youth, if this subject matter is offensive please do not read. However, if the reader enjoys the story or has something they wish to share please contact the author at eroticwriter12@yahoo.com. The day I met Robbie I was swimming at my local city recreation center. It was an invigorating workout and I was headed to the showers. It was my habit to take a long hot shower after each swim; grabbing my kit and stepped into the shower area. The locker room at the pool was like a miniature Taj Mahal, with high ceilings, beautiful grey and blue tile patterns and vine plants placed just in the right areas. The shower was a six person communal style, just around the corner from the lockers, so it provided at least a little privacy. Natural sunlight streamed in through frosted windows high up in the wall. As steam from the showers filled the area it often gave off an "other worldly" feel, as if I were no longer standing in the shower room of my local rec center, but instead was now transported to some far off tropical rain forest. Alone I stood under the warm spray, letting water wash over my lean, six foot tall, twenty three year old body; the spray raining down over my head, slicking my blond hair and running down over my modestly hairy chest. I was completely lost in thought and closed my eyes. Soon I heard the slapping of small feet trotting across a tile floor. The sound told me that there was someone, probably a little someone, headed my way. Sure enough, moments later a little blond boy, no older than nine or ten, came trotting into the shower looking like a cold drowned rat, his arms folded across his chest and his teeth chattering from the long walk from the pool to the showers. As he entered he stopped and looked at me, probably surprised to find someone else there. His long blond hair was plastered to his head and peering out beneath those light yellow strands of hair was a piercing set of blue eyes. I smiled at him. He looked at me before proceeding to one of the showers just off to my left. I resumed my soak under the water, closing my eyes and letting the spray fall down across my head; I returned once more to my thoughts. After a couple of minutes though, I popped open one eye and squinted through the water. The boy was still there, standing under his shower in much the same way I was. Clearly he too was enjoying the feel of the water as he began to warm up. As we stood there I studied him further. He seemed tall for his age, assuming he really was nine or ten. He had a scattering of small freckles across his nose and cheeks and his skin was lightly tanned. He had a well developed body for a young boy, with little fat. His red board shorts rode low on his hips revealing a perfectly flat tummy and a definite tan line. His legs were long and lean. As I looked at him he looked back at me. I smiled at him and again closed my eyes. Sighing I realized that I had lingered long enough and it was time to get my shower done. I turned to face the wall and skimmed off my Speedos. Grabbing the soap, I began working up a hardy lather. I turned back around and noticed from the corner of my eye the little boy looking at me. He turned quickly away and looked down at the floor, yet it was apparent that my nudity was not going unnoticed. Well, I thought, I had enjoyed looking at his body, why shouldn't he do the same. As I soaped up I noticed him stealing glances. Deciding to enjoy the moment I slowed down and washed myself slowly, reveling in the feel of the soap and water and, more so, in the attention I was getting from my young voyeur. Finally, I spoke up and asked, "Warm water feels good doesn't it?" my voice echoing slightly in the large tiled enclosure. The boy looked at me, smiled and just nodded. "I'm Rick," I said stepping forward and putting out my hand. "What is your name?" The boy looked at the naked man stepping closer to him, but didn't move away. He took my hand and replied, "I'm Robbie." "Good to meet you Robbie. Do you swim here much? I'm sure I haven't seen you before." "Nah. We just moved here," he said twisting his torso this way and that under shower stream, as little boys will do. "Welcome to the neighborhood then kiddo. Are you here with your parents?" "Nope, my sister and I came by ourselves." He announced proudly. "Well good for you two." The conversation died for a time and then I asked, "Don't you usually shower with soap?" "Yeah." The boy answered looking at my naked body sheepishly. "But you are used to doing it alone," I finished for him. "I guess," he replied shrugging. "Well, don't let me stop you. We are all boys here, as you can plainly see," I said glancing down at my manhood. This brought a grin to his face. "Aren't we?" I asked. "Yep", Robbie said but continued just standing under the water, twisting again "Well, I don't know," I added. "I haven't seen anything yet, so I'm not convinced you're really a boy." I winked at him. "I mean you just never know these days do you?" Robbie laughed and looked at me in a way that said, "I know what you're up to mister; you're trying to get me naked". Far from being frightened though, he looked back at me smiling as if saying, "but I'm going to take your challenge". Popping the button on his shorts and turning his back to me he tugged them down. WOW! He had the perfect little butt to go with that great body of his. His skin was white as cream and silky smooth. However, it was when he turned around that I had to burst out laughing. As my eyes feasted on the delight that was his little boyhood, already semi-hard, I saw what was the longest penis I had ever seen on a boy his age. It perhaps three inches long and thick and he wasn't even fully hard yet! The skin was creamy smooth, like the rest of him. His circumcised head was pink and perfect. As I looked at his dangling boyhood, he was he faced me, daring me to look and confirm that he was indeed a boy; I was all too happy to oblige. "Wow kiddo! Looks like you really are a boy." I smiled at him and winked. He went back to twisting around under the water, his little dick now swinging with him. "That's some dance you're doing Robbie. It looks like fun," I said and begin twisting as well. As I did my seven and a half inch, semi-hard cock swung from side to side growing slightly. We began doing what we soon called the shower dance, jumping up and down and twisting side to side. We were both laughing out loud as our cocks flopped up and down and side to side. After a while we tired of the game...well at least I did...and I settled back under the shower. Finally I said to him, "being such a good looking kid I bet all the girls want to kiss you." Suddenly he stopped his dance and made a face like I had just pushed a plate of broccoli in front of him. "No way!" "Don't you like girls?" I asked. He just shook his head emphatically, his long blond hair shaking like a shaggy dog. "I see," I said winking at him, "no girls for you then huh, maybe it's boys you want to kiss then." "Na-uh!" He said, laughing at my silly remark. "Well surely you must like one or the other. Pretty much everyone does. Some people like me even like both." "You like girls?" he asked only slightly less disgusted then before. I nodded. "Yep." "And you like boys too?" Again I nodded and winked. "Yep." "But you aren't supposed to like boys are you?" he asked, becoming curious. "Some people think that, other people think it doesn't matter; that you just like who you like. Haven't you ever played games with your friends, gotten naked or showed each other your thingies?" Robbie didn't answer; he just stared down at the floor, thinking. I went on, "I know that I did when I was your age. I think it's pretty common." I let this sink in. I'm sure it wasn't everyday that he had an adult telling him that it was ok to play games like that. Most adults tended to consider it naughty. Finally he asked, "What kinds of games do you play?" "Well, when I was your age my friends and I used to compare the size of our thingies," I said, choosing a word that wouldn't shock him. He looked down at my cock. "You're really big," he blurted out. "Yep, so I have been told. Although it gets bigger you know." He looked up at me skeptically with one eye, as if I had just told him that my "thingy" could do magic tricks "How?" he asked. "Sometimes it just happens if I am excited or happy. Sometimes I can make it grow hard." "Wow!" Robbie said. "How do you make it hard?" "There are lots of ways to do it. One of the easiest is just to stroke it like this." I placed my hand around my semi-hard cock and stroked a couple of times. "That makes it hard?" "Sure it does. Try it. Stroke yours a couple of times." Robbie wrapped his hand around himself and gave a few strokes, but not much happened. "It's ok Robbie," I said, "It doesn't always work right away." Sometimes you have to do it for a little while. Of course, if you do it long enough you might cum." "What's cum?" asked the boy, now completely involved in our talk. "It's when a guy plays with his thingy long enough, it starts to feel really, really good and then sometimes stuff called sperm shoots out." When I said this, his eyes got as big as saucers. "Noway! Let me see." I laughed. "Hold on there buddy," I said, "It doesn't really work that fast. It takes a little rubbing like I showed you." "Ah please, I want to see!" he exclaimed stepping closer and looking at my hard cock. I couldn't really believe what I was hearing. A beautiful naked nine year old was asking me to beat off for him. Yet, I couldn't rush into this. I was already way out on thin ice and I knew it. "You're thingy is so big," Robbie said, motioning with his eyes. I looked down and I was now my full eight inches in length and standing straight out. The head of my cock was swollen and ready. Then I looked over at Robbie and saw that he was fully erect also. His little boy cock was pointing straight up at the ceiling. "Looks like you have a pretty good stiffy there yourself buddy." Robbie pushed his erection down and then let go watching it spring back into place. It was like watching a kid with his new found toy. "So why won't you let me watch you cum?" "Well, I don't know Robbie, it's considered very personal. Besides I don't want either one of us getting into trouble." "We won't get in any trouble. Please." "Alright, but not here, meet me in the steam room." I was a little disappointed to see Robbie put back on his board shorts, but he slipped them on and then headed out of the showers. I waited a few moments and put on my suit and followed after him. The steam room, which was in the men's locker room, was always even more deserted than the showers. I set the steam timer to run just a few minutes, providing us enough steam for some privacy. The room was tiny, with just enough space that you could fit three men on the tile bench inside. When I went in Robbie was sitting there waiting for me. I stood in front of him and we looked at each other. "You're sure you want me to do this?" I whispered. We were both very serious now. Robbie looked at me, swallowed and just nodded. Without a word my hands went to the waistband of my Speedos. I peeled them down and kicked them aside, letting my cock flop free. Robbie's eyes were glued to it. I stood there in front of him for a few minutes letting him look, feeling myself starting to swell. My eyes didn't leave his face, watching his reaction as he looked at me. Then my hand slowly moved across my body and found my thickening shaft. Slowly I started to stoke the whole length. In about five strokes I was fully hard. I moved up and sat down next to Robbie, turning to face him, I continued my stroking. I let my other hand massage my balls. "Mmmm," I said, "That feels nice." "What's it feel like?" Robbie asked in a hushed voice. "It's really hard to explain kiddo. It doesn't feel like anything else." "But it feels good?" "Yeah, really good," was all I could manage. The intimacy of the moment blew my mind. I started to stroke faster. "When are you going to shoot sperms?" He asked. "Not long." My stroking picked up speed more. I now had enough pre-cum to make things nice and slippery. The only sound in the room was the sound of our breathing and the slapping sound from my stroking. I studied the young boy's body. His skin was smooth and perfect. His little boy nipples were golden tan and large. With his shorts on I couldn't tell if he was hard or not. "Robbie, will you do me a favor?" "What?" "Take off your suit. I want to look at you while I do this." "Why?" "Because you're cute and I want to see you naked again." I was a little surprised he didn't object. He stood up and pulled down his trunks. He was soft again. As he sat down I drank in the image of his body and continued stroking "You like seeing me naked don't you?" he asked. "Yeah I do. Do you like looking at me?" He nodded. We sat there looking at each other. I was getting close. It must have been exciting to him because I watched as he once again grew hard. I drank in the site of his erection. About four inches long, he stood straight up. His tiny balls were smooth and close to his body. "I'm going to cum soon," I panted, "Are you ready?" "Yeah shoot the sperms," he said. I was looking at his perfect little erection thinking how I wanted to touch it, kiss it and suck it. Every muscle in my body was rippling as I worked my cock. I was covered in sweat from the warmth of the steam. My balls were pulled tight into my body and were aching as they bounced with my motion. This boy was staring at my manhood, taking in the sites of my lust. My hips begin slowly thrusting toward him as I half stroked my cock and half fucked my fist. My breathing was ragged as waves of desire coursed through me. I was like a powerful wild animal, completely filled with lust. Suddenly, I grunted and several long ropes of cum erupted from my cock. It arched through the air landing on my chest hair coating me from chin to cock. I grunted and thrust with each pulse. Robbie looked on, mouth so wide open you could fly a plane into it. Continuing to stroke I milked every last drop possible from my orgasm. Spent I collapsed back onto the tiles panting. Robbie was still looking on in a state of shock. I was worried. Had I frightened the boy? Was he irreparably scarred? Had my passion gotten the better of me? Regaining his ability to speak he blurted out "Cool! Do it again! Do it again!" All I could do as I lay there panting and chuckle. "I'm afraid it doesn't work like that kiddo. I have to rest first." "Ok" was all he said as he stood up and put back on his swim suit. He was already getting ready to leave. "Hey Robbie, where are you going so fast?" "I have to go find my sister. She's going to be looking for me." "Ok buddy. Well take care." "Ok." "Oh and Robbie. Thank you for showing me." I said tugging at the bottom of his shorts to indicate what I meant. Suddenly he got the biggest smile on his face and said, "It's ok." With that he turned and left. Completely spent I struggled to sit back up. I used my suit to wipe off my cum and headed back for the showers. That was not the last time I ever saw Robbie, but that leads into a much longer story.