Date: Wed, 30 Nov 2011 08:42:50 -0500 From: Daniel Matthews Subject: Nudist Teen-Part 3 As I walked home, I ran the days events through my mind, still amazed that I had just been naked in front of Mr. Hanson and had jerked off for him when he told me to. What really got me was how excited he got just watching me masturbate and all the compliments he had given me about my body tone and my ass. Remembering how much the delivery guy had enjoyed seeing me naked as well made me start to think, that if those two had enjoyed it, others would too. As I walked and thought, I vowed to myself to be naked in front of as many people as possible during my summer break. The other thing on my mind was how extremly horny I had become when Mr. Hanson had his fingers inside my hole, it was a first for me, having never had anything inside me before, I vowed to experiment further on my own, but I needed some kind of anal toy. I knew there was a gay sex shop in town and I had even met the guy who owned it a few times, but being 14, had never been inside. The owner, Mr. Bennet also owned a bakery in town, and he supported the hockey team I played on during the winter. He was a tall good looking man, with a ready smile and when our team had won last year, during the celebration party after, I had ended up in the kitchen of my friends place, who's parents were hosting the party, alone with Mr. Bennet for a few minutes. He had congratulated me on winning, and though I didn't think much about it at the time, now that I concentrated, I was pretty sure he had been checking me out. As I was leaving the kitchen he had stopped me by saying, "Jeff, you are going to be a real heart breaker." When I had turned and looked at him after he had said that, he winked at me and I had winked back, but at the time it seemed very innocent, but now thinking back I was sure he was trying to compliment my looks without being too obvious. I saw Mr. Bennet around town from time to time, but never saw him with either a guy or a woman and figured he must be single. I knew the only way I was going to be able to obtain a didlo of some sort was through him, my parents were very tight when it came to giving me money, but I had managed to save up a few hundred dollars. Once I got home, I stripped down at the door and carried my clothes up to my room and threw them on my bed, then turned on my computer. I browsed a few sex toy sites and found a couple of anal toys that looked great, but all the sites required a credit card, plus I would have to have it delivered which meant it was possible my parents could intercept it. I figured then that Mr. Bennet was going to be my only option, turned off my computer and lay down on my bed and started running scenarios through my mind. I knew just trying to walk into the sex shop would not work, there was too good a chance of not only strangers and my friends seeing me, but my parents worked in town too. I knew inside that I was attracted to guys, but I was not ready to let my friends or family know that yet. I realised I was going to have to approach Mr. Bennet in his bakery and if he was anything like Mr. Hanson I felt somewhat confident I could use my body and looks to get what I wanted. Now all I had to do was come up with a way of getting naked in front of him without seeming too obvious. I thought about trying to spill something on myself in his store, then pulling my t-shirt off and asking to use the washroom to clean it, but figured that was lame. Suddenly a thought hit me and I jumped off my bed and searched through my clothes until I found the pair of jeans I was looking for. There were rips and tears all over the knees and legs and knowing they would be perfect I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut off the legs and tried them on. I checked myself in the mirror but was not pleased, so I took them off and cut more of the legs off and tried them on again, checked myself in the mirror, took them off again and cut away some more. This time when I put them on and checked myself in the mirror I smiled, they were now very short shorts that showed as much as possible, while not allowing my cock to show. I stood in front of the mirror and opened the fly buttons, very pleased that the way the buttons were set, no one would be able to see they were undone. Now only being held on by the top button I grazed my hand across it, but found it took too much force to make it pop open without seeming obvious. I sat on my bed and thought and soon jumped up again and ran downstairs to my Father's tool box, rummaged around and pulled out a metal file and ran back up to my room. I pulled the shorts off and used the file to make the top metal button smaller, tried them on again but found it still took too much effort, so I pulled them off and filed around the button, making it even smaller. I pulled the shorts on again and was elated when all I had to do was very gently brush the button with my hand and it popped open. I tired it several times, wanting to be able to do it without seeming obvious and after a few tries, was getting very good at it. This time, I put my legs together, very gently brushed the button and it popped free and with my legs together, they started to slip down my hips, but didn't fall all the way down. As I was thinking of a way to make them fall all the way down quickly when I brushed the button, my eyes spied my change jar and I got an idea. I quickly made two rolls of quarters and put one roll in each of the front pockets. I stood in front of the mirror with my legs together and this time when I brushed the button, the weight of the quarters made my shorts drop almost instantly to the floor. Very pleased with myself, I tried it over and over until I could do it with ease and no one would know. I then practiced walking around and found that as long as I did not brush the button, the shorts stayed on and looked very natural. Another thought hit me so I walked to my closet, looked at my top shelf, then stood on my toes reaching for a book and found as soon as I put my hands over my head, the shorts fell to the floor all on their own. I repeated this several times, and each time the top button let go and the weight of the quarters pulled my shorts down so fast that even when I tried, I could not catch them in time. I was so pleased with my ingenuity that I actually started laughing out loud. Now all I had to do was come up with a way of making this happen in Mr. Bennets bakery when it was just the two of us. As I was thinking of a plan, it dawned on me that even if he did not let me buy something from his gay toy store, just being naked in front of him would be enough. The next morning I woke up early, got dressed and rode my bike into town, then walked into the coffee shop directly across the street from Mr. Bennet's bakery and took a seat by the window, giving me a clear view. I watched as customer after customer walked in, then a few minutes later walked out of his store. I sat for over two hours, ordering a soft drink every time the coffe shop owner started looking at me funny, trying to find what would be the best time for me to put my plan into action. I was about to give up and go home when I noticed a sign set low in the display window of the bakery, tried to read it, but it was too far away. I paid the coffee shop owner and slowly walked outside, crossed the street and casually walked up to the bakery window and saw it was a help wanted sign, that said, apply within. I took a deep breath and entered the bakery, the smell of fresh baked bread instantly made me hungry as I looked around the store. Just as I was wondering where Mr. Bennet was I heard, "Jeff, it's great to see you, how have you been?" I turned and saw Mr. Bennet walking out of the back room and said, "Hi Mr. Bennet, I'm good." "So Jeff, what brings you in here, I have some freshly made bread and cinnamon buns." The thought of the bread and cinnamon buns made my stomach grumble as I realised I had been in such a hurry this morning I had not eaten breakfast. Ignoring my hunger I said, "I saw your help wanted sign and wanted to apply for the job Mr. Bennet." He smiled widely at me and said, "Jeff, the job starts very early, long before any customers are around, can you get up that early?" I thought to myself, how perfect is this and said, "Yes Sir, I would really like the job." He smiled at me again and said, "Jeff it's so nice to know a polite boy like you, and I appreciate you calling me Sir. There are no customers at this time of the day, follow me back to the office so we can talk." I followed him through the store to the back office and took a seat across from his desk and listened as he said, "It's so good to see you again Jeff, I bet you are breaking the hearts of all the girls at your school." I was surprised by what he said, but alot more surprised when without thinking I said, "Girls don't interest me Mr. Bennet." As soon as my words left my lips and I realised what I had said I felt my face go beet red and I started to open my mouth to say something else, but Mr. Bennet smiled and said, "Okay Jeff, the job is not hard and I will only need you two mornings a week. Just so you know, with all the ovens on in the morning it gets very hot, so I suggest shorts and a t-shirt to prevent you from getting over heated." I saw him looking at me with a pleasant smile, surprised that he had not mentioned anything about what I had said, then said, "That's not a problem Sir, when would you like me to start?" "How about tomorrow morning Jeff?" "Wow, thanks so much Mr. Bennet, I promise I will work hard for you." Mr. Bennet laughed out loud, then with a playful look said, "Semi hard will be good enough Jeff." Before I could even think of how to respond he winked at me, smiled and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow morning, 4 am sharp Jeff." He then stood and I followed him through the bakery, thanked him again, walked outside, grabbed my bike and headed for home. As I rode home I was thinking about how I had pretty much told Mr. Bennet that I was gay, or at the least that I was not interested in girls, and his comment about working semi hard, although said playfully made up my mind for me, I would wear my special shorts and see how far I could go with him. As soon as I got home I stripped down, went up to my room and practiced making my shorts fall several times until I was sure I could do it whenever I wanted. Satisfied, I went down to the basement and put myself through a hard workout with my weight set, then watched tv until my parents got hom. While eating dinner I told them about the job and that I would be leaving very early, noticing they seemed happy about it, and after finishing dinner, helped with the dishes and headed up to my room. I played on my computer for a couple of hours, set my alarm clock for 3 am, stripped down and climbed into bed. I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock, turned it off and climbed out of bed, used the washroom, then pulled on my special shorts, a sleeveless t-shirt and my old running shoes, went downstairs and ate a quick breakfast. After doing my dishes I walked outside, and even though it was still dark, it was already very warm and humid so I pulled my t-shirt off and tied it around my waist, hopped on my bike and headed towards town. It was so dark that half way into town I hit a pot hole in the rode that bounced my bike and I almost fell off but managed to right myself. I stopped my bike and got off to check the front tire for damage and when I bent down, my t-shirt slipped off my waist. When I turned around to pick it up I saw it laying in a puddle of mud made by the rain we had had over night. I picked it up and wrung out as much of the water as I could, but even in the dark I could see it was filthy and I would not be able to wear it. I thought about going back home and getting another one, but after looking at my watch, knew it would make me late, so I hopped back on my bike and started for town again. I arrived at the bakery 10 minutes early, saw the lights on and knocked on the door. A minute later Mr. Bennet opened the door and seeing my filthy t-shirt asked, "What happened Jeff, are you okay." I told him what had happened and he smiled and said, "Don't worry just throw your t-shirt in the back sink, it will get so hot in here, you will be glad you are not wearing it." I followed him to the back of the store, filled the sink halfway with water and rinsed out my filthy t-shirt, then hung it over the edge of the sink to dry. When I turned around I saw Mr. Bennet checking me out and I smiled when he said, "Wow Jeff, nice tan, and it looks like you have been working out too." "Thanks Mr. Bennet, I try to get some sun every day and I got a weight set for my birthday that I have been using almost everyday." I watched as his eyes roamed over my naked torso, then thanked him again when he said, "Well, keep up the good work, you have some relly nice defintion." "Thanks very much Mr. Bennet." I saw him smile at me and then say, "Cute, nice body and very polite, you are going to make someone very happy Jeff." I felt my face redden a bit, but inside his compliments made me very proud and his staring at me was starting to make my cock go hard in my shorts, so I put my hands over the front of my shorts, smiled and said, "Thanks again Mr. Bennet." "Okay, how about we get to work then Jeff?" With that said he showed how to work the machines and what to put in them, how long to set the timers for and about 15 minuters later, the machines were humming away, and he had been right, it was getting very hot. I watched Mr. Bennet go from machine to machine, checking to make sure everything was perfect while he explained what he was doing to me. A little while later he looked at me, and seeing the sweat on my body told me to get a drink of water from the sink. I walked to the sink, but it was unlike any I had seen before, there was a hose attached to the faucet so I picked it up but could not figure out how to turn it on. I was about to ask Mr. Bennet how it worked when my foot hit something on the floor and the water started pouring out, and since I was not paying attention and had lowered the hose, the water ended up soaking my shoes and spread on the floor. I hearrd Mr. Bennet laugh behind me and say, "Don't worry Jeff, I have seen that happen many times. Take your shoes off and hang them by the door to dry." Feeling foolish I walked to the back door and kicked off my shoes, then walked back to the sink, now just wearing my special shorts. I was just about to use the sink to wash my hands when Mr. Bennet said, "Jeff, can you grab me one of the towels, they are on the shelf right above the sink?" I figured this was my chance, I could see he was only a couple of feet behind me, and with just my shorts on I knew as soon as I reached for the shelf they would fall. I took a deep breath and tried to control my beating heart, stood on my toes to reach the shelf and just as I was reaching up, two things happened very fast. First, like I had practiced the button on my shorts let go and they quickly fell to the floor, second, something I had not expected, my feet slipped on the water I had spilled and I started to fall backwards. I started flailing my arms, trying to get my balance and just as I thought I was going to fall flat on my back, I felt strong hands first under my arms, then around my chest and realised Mr. Bennet was very fast. He easily pulled me back to a standing position and as my legs instinctively kicked, sending my shorts a few feet across the floor. I was now totally naked and being held in his arms, I was pleased that although he had prevented me from falling, he did not let go right away, instead he let his hands slowly run over my nipples, then down my chest to my lower abdomen. By this time my cock was fully hard and all I wanted was for him to reach lower and grasp my shaft, but instead, he slowly ran his hands back up my abdomen, then over my nipples again and just as he was pulling his hands away, I felt his hard cock, through his pants pushing into my butt. Once his hands left my body he said, "Jeff, you have to be more careful, would be a shame to see you fall on that perfect ass of yours." I was in new territory, unsure of what to do, but quickly decided what to do and turned around, now standing totally naked and very hard in front of Mr. Bennet. I watched as his eyes took in my body and then lowered to stare at my cock standing almost straight up, saw a look of pure pleasure on his face and said, "Thanks for catching me Mr. Bennet." I then looked at my shorts on the floor, they were soaking wet and a few feet from where we stood, took another deep breath and said, "Well, I can't wear them, they are too wet, do you mind if I just stay like this?" He looked at me for a minute, and I could see he was trying to decide what to say, then saw him wink and smile at me and ask, "Jeff, are you coming on to me?" I thought about his question for a few seconds, then looked him straight in the eye and said, "Yes." The look on his face changed from shock and surprise to, then a look of pure pleasure spread across his face, then turned to a questioning look as he asked, "Are you sure Jeff?" As soon as I told him I was very sure he put his arms around me and hugged me to him, while running his hands gently up and down my back, then over my butt mounds. I let out a low moan when one of his fingers brushed over my hole. He then took his hands and ran them carefully over my shoulders, then down to my nipples, causing me to moan again, then lower to my abs. I watched as he knelt in front of me then let out a loud moan as he started kissing up and down my very hard shaft, while massaging my balls with his hands. I watched as he grasped my shaft in one hand, and very genlty pushed my foreskin all the way back, then let out a very loud moan as he took the very flared cock head into his mouth. As he started to take more of me into his mouth, I was moaning like crazy and briefly thought, this was my first blow job, then moaned even louder as he took my entire erection inside him. I was going crazy with lust as he started running his mouth up and down my entire shaft while licking the head at the same time, then I felt one of his fingers very carefully push into my hole, move around, then pull out. He said something, but with my cock all the way inside him I could not make it out. He started running his mouth up and down my shaft even faster and when I felt two of his fingers push into my hole I could't hold off any longer and said, "I'm gonna cum." I thought he would pull his mouth off of my cock, but instead he moved his mouth up and down my shaft even faster, while pushing his two fingers even deeper inside my hole and a few seconds later my legs shook, I let out the loudest moan of my life and shot my most intense load right down his throat. He kept moving his mouth up and down my shaft until he had drained every drop of my cum, then slowly pulled his fingers out of my hole, stood and took me in his arms again. I threw my arms around his waist and hugged him hard as he ran his hands up and down my back and all over my mounds, and I could feel his very hard cock rubbing against me through his pants. When I started to try and undo his pants, he stopped me and said, "Jeff, that was for you, you don't have to return the favor." I told him I wanted to return the favor very much, but he said, "I appreciate that very much, but you should think about it more first, so maybe another time, besides we have to get back to work." I wanted to suck my first cock so badly and find out what it felt like to have a cock inside me, I slowly turned around leaned down on the counter and spread my legs, offering my hole to him. I heard Mr. Bennet moan and knew he was liking what he saw, but was both pleased and surprised when he said, "Jeff, you have the best ass I have ever seen in my life, it's perfect, but I could tell from having my fingers inside you that you are a virgin and have a very tight hole. There is nothing I would like more than to take your cherry right here, but trust me, my cock is very big and it would hurt you too much and I can't do that to you." I saw this as a perfect opportunity, so I stood and faced him and said, "I really want to experience anal sex, but I don't have anything to help me get used to it." "Why don't you try an anal toy or vibrator, then you could experience it and see if you really like it very safely." I thought to myself, my plan was working, then said, "I have been trying to find one, but they are not easy to come by for a guy my age." I watched his face and saw that he had just had an idea, then he asked, "Jeff, can you watch the store for me, I'll be back in 5 minutes?" I told him I would and watched him hurry out the front door and return less than 5 minutes later carrying a bag. He put it on the counter and told me it was for me and I could check it out after we were done working. He then had me put an apron on and we went back to work for what seemed ages, until finally the last customer had left and he handed me the bag and told me to look inside. I did as he said and pulled out 3 didlo's of various sizes, a battery operated vibrator and a huge container of lube. Mr. Bennet spent about 10 minutes explaining to me the best ways to use them and when he was finished I put the bag back down and threw my arms around him, hugging him tight. I thanked him over and over and told him if there was anyway I could pay him back, all he had to do was ask. He then looked at me and said, "Jeff, I might just take you up on that offer." We talked for a few more minutes, then since they were dry, I took off the apron and pulled my shorts on and then my shoes. Mr. Bennet walked me to the front door, told me he would see me in a couple of days, then as I was walking out the door he gently patted my butt, whistled and said, "Take care of that but, like I said, you have the most perfect ass I have ever seen in my life."