Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2003 14:35:36 -0500 From: Joe Gardner Subject: Perineum Chapter 2 second installment I guess I better start out with all the usual warnings. If you are not 18 PLEASE LEAVE NOW. The story never happened it is all made up fiction. It involves man and boy sex. Therefore if you don't like this type of story LEAVE NOW. Enough warnings. Use your common sense too. sgtxray@mail.com Perineum Chapter 2 The next afternoon, like clock work Clay delivered my paper around 4pm. He came bouncing to my door to come in and visit. I let him in, he got a pop and some chips, and we landed on the couch again. He was dripping wet with sweat after having delivered 102 papers. I was glad to get mine as it would give me some idea about what was happening in the San Diego area. It wasn't but a couple minutes until he asked for his back rub. He had given up trying to remember the word perineum and so without any coaching he laid across my lap but this time he pulled his shorts to mid leg leaving me with his bare butt starring me in the face. I, of course immediately sprouted wood and when he felt it he reached under himself and put his hand on it and squeezed. I thought I would cum right there and then. But tried to suppress it as I wanted to enjoy him a while before I blew my load. I started rubbing his perineum area again and noticed it was already hard so I knew he had a rock hard on. He asked me if I would do the finger thing on his butt again, and told me that it was his favorite thing. So I wet my finger and pushed in to the first knuckle and wiggled my finger around a little. He let out a pleasure moan you could hear all over the room I'm sure. He asked me to push harder that he really like it when I did. So I started the motion of a slow finger fuck. As I did this I reached under him and with spit on my thumb started rubbing the spot under his dick that is so sensitive. He said he could lay there forever he loved that so much. After about five minutes of this I attacked his prostate knowing full well he would have an orgasm which is exactly what I wanted him to have. He stiffened up and started making all the sex sounds of pleasure and I felt his penis start to ejaculate. After 7 or 8 pulses he relaxed and I rolled him over and sure enough he had several drops of sperm that was on my hand. I asked him how that felt. He said, "Sensational, Do it again." I told him that he would have to give it a few minutes before he could really do it again. He asked me if he could rub mine since his hand was still squeezing it. I said sure so he got up and opened my pants, which I slid down my legs and let him have his way. He asked me what to do and I told him to rub it up and down and then demonstrated for a few times. He started rubbing and I knew It wouldn't be long before I would cum all over him. He asked me to spread my legs, wet his finger as he had seen me do, and plunged his middle finger up my ass as far as he could. He just loved doing that as he knew how good it felt to him. With that I unloaded all over his stomach, hand and even on the couch. I pulled out my handkerchief and dried us both off. God I don't think I ever came that hard since I could remember. I told him that was enough for now told him to go put on his bathing suit and we could go for a swim and cool down. He got up and went to where he stored his suit since yesterday in a drawer in my chest of drawers that I let him use. We both undressed in front of each other, put on our suits, and headed for the pool. After swimming for quite a while we got out and layout on towels in the sun and relaxed. He told me that he had mentioned me as a new customer to his mom and told her how cool I was. He said she would like to meet me sometime. So he told her he would ask me to stop by some day. I told him that would be fine and agreed to put his bike in the trunk and take him home after we knew she would be there. The conversation switched back to how good it felt to cum and I told him there were a lot of things that two people could do to pleasure each other. That we had just scratched the surface. He wanted to do some more right then but I told him that would have to wait for another day as it was getting toward time to load him up, bike and all, and take him home. Even though I dreaded taking him home as he was such fun company to have around. So about a half hour later we got up, took a quick shower, and got dressed. Of course we washed each other at his insistence and both got hard all over again. When we went back to the living room I told him I would get the car out of the garage and then we could load his bike and go to his house where I would be glad to say hello to his mother if she were home and able to spare a minute. When I took out the car, which had been my dads, he saw it was a near new Cadillac. He commented on the rad wheels as I opened the trunk from inside and got out to put his bike in. His bike fit in the large trunk easily. I closed the trunk and told him to get in. After helping him with the seat belt I started moving toward his house. I couldn't let him know I knew where he lived so I asked him to direct me to his house. He said turn left at the next street which I did. I then let him direct me to his run down house not saying anything to hurt his feelings about his house or surroundings. I popped the trunk and unloaded his bicycle then I asked him to go in and see if his mother had time to meet me and if not tell her I would see her some other time. He went in the front door and I sat for some reason very nervous as I don't know what she might say about my friendship with her son. After all he was an only child and I remembered how over protective my mother always was of me being an only child also. It was just a minute or two later she came to the front door. She looked about 35 and very tired looking. She was a fairly good looking woman for her age. I got out of the car and went to the door and introduced myself. "My name is Joe Gardner and I guess I am your sons latest customer." She said, "Clay told me about you, I'm Molly Summers. Please just call me Molly." I had no idea you were so young." I told her that I was 24 and had just gotten out of the Navy. I went on to tell her about my mother and father's death and how I had inherited everything. I mentioned I had been raised in San Diego and had a Tribune route myself for two years when I was Clay's age. I mentioned that I looked forward to Clay stopping by in the afternoon as I was alone and he was about the only person I had to talk to being newly back in the San Diego area. She seemed very interested in everything I said as I could tell she was feeling out the situation. She then told me she should thank me for being so nice to Clay and told me he had had no male influence since his fathers death 3 years ago. She said you are hardly a father figure but more like a big brother. She then said she would have never guessed me being 24 and having 4 years in the service under me as I certainly didn't look my age. I said I knew that and went on to tell her I was carded to buy cigarettes at Safeway. She laughed at that. I said Clay was welcome to stop any afternoon he wanted and the fact that he had brought a bathing suit over at my direction so he could swim in my pool. She said he had mentioned the pool and was really excited about it and me. I didn't know how to answer that as I guess I must have turned a little red with her compliment. I asked her if she had any days off that I would like to try out my new bar-b-Que and would like it if she and Clay could spend an afternoon at my place. She said she only had Saturday afternoons free but that Clay didn't finish his route until 4:30 or so. I said that would be a good time for a bar-b-Que how about this coming Saturday. She said it sounded like fun and that she really hadn't done anything social in a long time. I told her I would be looking forward to Saturday and told her to drop by at 4 or 4:30. Clay said he would be sure to get an early start so he could come with her. I said that would be fine. With that I said, "until Saturday" and turned and went back to the car. She waved and I returned her wave and drove off toward home. I was so relieved that things had worked out so smoothly. And looked anxiously forward to Saturday. I had a lot of getting ready to do as it was Wednesday today and I would have to go shopping for the steaks etc. for the bar-b-Que. I was thinking to myself that his mother was more a mother figure to me, I guess that was because she was almost old enough to be my mother. I figured if she had me when she was 18 she would only have to be 43 and she was certainly close to that at 35. I was hoping she would continue liking me as I would hate to see my relationship, friendship with her son be blocked by anything. The next afternoon of course Clay stopped after his route. I let him in and told him that from now on if the door wasn't locked to just open it and yell "Is anybody home," and if he heard me answer to just walk right in. That seemed to please him a lot. I was thinking he was more like the little brother I always wanted than anything else. My feelings for him were kind of like that kind of love as well as lustful. I often thought why did God have to make me so different as I wished so often I could just be like most 24 year olds out chasing women etc. I really didn't like my sexual feelings toward boys, but there was really nothing I knew of that could change that and I guess I really didn't want to. I was so mixed up when it came to my sexuality. I told Clay that since he was so sweaty and hot why didn't we take our swim first today and then talk. I offered him a pop and he chose strawberry again. We went to the bedroom and changed into our suits. I thought of skinny dipping but what if someone stopped by, like his mother etc. So I thought I would just stay as safe as possible with him. We both went out poolside where he opened the combination lock and looked so important doing so. He turned to me when it clicked open and just beamed a smile at me, like look what I did. I saw him hang the lock on the latch and then we both went to jump in. Gosh, it was so much fun swimming with him. I liked to do anything in the pool where I had physical contact with his baby soft skin. He seem to enjoy hanging on me too so the feeling was definitely mutual. We swam for about 45 minutes and then got out and layout in the sun until our suits almost dried off. I told him maybe we had better go in and have a snack and of course in the back of my mind I was hoping he would ask me to give him a back rub. But, I didn't want to push the subject as I wanted him to be the instigator not me after all I was the one to start the whole thing in the first place. We got a bag of chips and another pop, strawberry of course, and went in and sat down on the couch. After eating several handfuls of chips. He turned to me and asked me if I would mind rubbing his back. Would I mind, Wow! That's what I was hoping for. I told him if that is what he wanted to lay over my lap. Then I noticed the front door was not locked and told him to please lock the door as we wouldn't want anyone walking in on us. He laughed and said, "Yea, we want to keep this our own little secret." After locking the door he came back over to the couch and slipped out of his nearly dry bathing suit, and laid across my lap completely nude. I took a deep breath at the beauty of his slender body as he lay across my lap. I noticed as he slipped out of his suit he had already started getting an erection which of course started mine right up. I wet my finger and rubbed his perineum area up and down several times until it was hard and then thought I would try and stretch his little boy hole a little by wetting my thumb and rubbing his boy hole with the flat side of my thumb. He said, "That felt so good he couldn't believe it." I then kept wetting my thumb and rubbing until he was well lubricated. Then slowly I let my thumb enter his anal opening. I pushed slower than usual as I knew my thumb was a good size bigger than he was use to. He didn't say anything so I said, "Does that hurt." He said" No it feels great." I went on in with my thumb and pressed on his prostate area receiving a loud moan of pleasure from him. He said, "That's the best feeling yet." So I started thumb fucking him while. I wet my other thumb and reached under his rock hard penis and started rubbing his sensitive area there. It only took a minute or two until he said, "I'm going to cum." I told him, "Fine let it rip." I could feel his ejaculation with both the thumb in his ass and the one on his penis. I felt like I was going to cum myself without even touching myself. I was soaked with precum. After his orgasm he just lay there a minute catching his breath and then said, "My turn". He asked me to lay face down on the couch. Before doing so I did as he had done and took off my bathing suit. When I did he started rubbing my perineum. This was almost all I could take. Then he spread my cheeks and started wetting and re-wetting his middle finger and rubbing over my anus with it. The longer he rubbed the harder he pushed until he let his finger go all the way up my ass as far as he could reach. He finger fucked me several times and I blew my load all over the couch. Talk about feel good. God I knew I could never do without Clay. I had so much feelings for him I couldn't stand it. He said, "You came didn't you". Then he added, "I could feel it with my finger inside you." I told him indeed I had cum and got up and using my bathing suit wiped up the mess on the couch. I went in the kitchen and got a wet dish rag and finished the job. Then I realized we were both still nude. I told him we had best take a shower and get him home. He agreed and so we did our usual double shower washing each other, got dressed, and then I told him I could drive him home if he wanted. He told me no, that he had some collecting left to do on the way that he would just ride his bike. When he got on his bike I watched him until he was out of sight. I turned back inside and took an hour nap. I was so tired from the swimming and the sexual activity I passed right out. Saturday came before I knew it. I had shopped on Friday, buying the T bone steaks, two quarts of prepared potato salad, as I didn't know how to make it, and some jello salad. I always liked jello salad. When my mom was alive she would make it for me once a week or so. I kept both salads cold in the fridge along with the steaks. I kept the steaks unfrozen as I wanted them to be all ready. I had a gas bar-b-Que so that I didn't have to worry about briquettes. I bought some of the divided paper plates as I hate one thing running into another. I figured on using real silverware as I hate plastic ones. Right on schedule about 4:15pm, Molly and Clay arrived in her old car. I didn't wait for her to knock but opened the door and greeted her warmly. We shook hands and then I took them inside. I told them to take a seat and I would get them something to drink. I said, "What type of pop do you like or would you like a beer." She said pop would be fine and that she liked Coke or Pepsi. I went to the kitchen and got one strawberry pop and a Pepsi and returned to the kitchen with them. I already had a Coke in the living room for myself before they got there. I said, "Why don't we go out on the patio." I was proud of my covered full length patio in front of the pool fence. I asked her if she had brought her suit and she said yes she was wearing it underneath. So I showed her where the main bath was so she could undress. Clay and I went to my room and put on our suits and were back in the living room when she came out of the bathroom. I told her to just leave her clothes anywhere and all of us went pool side. After setting out drinks down on the patio tables by each chair Clay went right to the lock and opened it and hooked it open on the latch. She was surprised to see he knew the combination. I told her that he had been opening it since the 1st time he went swimming. She seem happy to see him so contented. All three of us went to the pool and got in. Molly didn't want to get her hair wet so she went in from the stairs at the shallow end while Clay and I dove in the deep end. She seemed to be enjoying herself so much. I was glad. After a half hour or so we all got out and laid in the sun on the towels I provided. I got up and lit the bar-b-Que which signaled everyone that it was time to think about eating. Molly took a chair by the bar-b-Que and Clay and I went in to get the steaks. I put on the steaks to cook and they smelled so good my stomach started growling. After the steaks cooked I got the two salads and put them on the main patio table which was about 8ft diameter and round. I let everyone help them selves after I put their steaks, cooked the way they wanted them, on their plates. We all sat around the table and started eating. The conversation changed from one thing to another including the things I had done growing up in San Diego. I asked Molly if she would mind if I took Clay to the San Diego Zoo tomorrow, Sunday, as I knew he would do his route in the morning. She said that would be just wonderful for Clay as she hasn't been able to do much with him working so much of the time. She said she hated her midnight shifts the most as it left Clay home alone several nights a week. I used this as an in to tell her it would be fine with me if he wanted to stay in one of my spare bedrooms on those nights. She said she really didn't want to impose on me. I responded that Clay was like the little brother I always wanted and so he was no trouble at all. He was kinda like a dream come true to me. She thought that was so sweet. She agreed that if Clay wanted to stay the night he certainly could. Clay spoke up and said, "Want to Mom, God that would be so rad. I really love Joe, mom and love being around him." That was so good for me to hear and I could tell Molly was quite touched by the whole conversation. After several hours of swimming and talking they left. I told Clay to come over after his route in the morning and we would head for the world famous San Diego Zoo. Molly seemed so pleased as they went to the car to go home. She said as she got in the car, "You boys have fun tomorrow, I only wish I could go with you." And since she worked graveyard tomorrow night she agreed that Clay could just come home with me and stay the night. I told Clay to bring a change of clothes for Mon. I was so happy that I could hardly hold back tears. As they drove off all I could think about was tomorrow. To be continued I guess with the positive emails I have received I'll keep writing. Hey! Guys this is work. But it is kinda fun. I especially liked the offer of help from some of the experienced authors if I felt I needed it. Thanks. NOT ONE FLAME. How bout dat. sgtxray@mail.com