Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2008 13:33:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ray <ray6645@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tutoring John 8

The next morning, we both woke up at about the same time.  My cock was
still in between John's young boy ass cheeks, but this time, my cock was
stiff as a board.  And of course, it was past time to take a leak.  I had
to piss like a race horse.  I started to get up to pee, and John did the
same thing.  We hit the head at the same time.  And since we were still
naked, we worked on our stiff cocks to get to piss.  Finally we worked them
down about the same time, and two yellow streams hit the bowl at the same
time.  What a relief.

I put my arm around Johns slender shoulders, and pulled him to me for a
long kiss.  We played with our tongues, for some time, and of course our
hands were busy feeling each other's bodies.  I picked him up and we headed
for the shower.  "Do you mean we really get to shower together?"  John
looked at me with his bright shiny eyes.  "I'd been hoping that we'd get to
do this together for some time."

"We are just conserving water if we shower together."

"You are so strong to be able to pick me up, and carry me around like a
small sack of flour."

"You are not a sack of flour, but a big sack of sugar!  You are the
sweetest thing to happen to me in my life time."  And with that I put my
sack of "sugar" into the shower, and we started to wash each other.
Actually, there was only one bar of soap, so I began to wash his lean boy
body.  Started at his neck and worked my way down his back, and of course
could not miss those tiny globes that he sticks into my face.  Down the
skinny hairless legs to his feet.  I lift up one of them and clean between
the toes, then get the other foot.  Eventually, we were all clean, and we
turned off the shower.  I say "we" because both of our hands were on the
shower control knob.

We stepped out of the shower, and began to dry each other.  John took the
towel first, and began to towel me off.  He started at my feet, and worked
his way up my body.  It felt so good to have his little hands using that
towel on me.  He got to my nuts, and he pressed on my thighs to make them
further apart.  He toyed with my balls for a time, "making sure that they
are all good and dry."  He moved up and dried off my chest and moved around
back, and dried off my butt cheeks, and pulled them apart, and ran the
towel along my ass crack.  That felt very good.  He dried my back, arms,
and pits, but I had to do the hair.

Then it was my turn, and he got the same treatment.  "That is the most fun
shower that I've ever taken.  We need to take a shower at least three times
a day, don't you think?"  I smiled, and swatted his little butt, and told
him, we'd shrivel up like a prune if we spent that much time in the shower.

"Can I watch you shave.  I've never seen a guy shave before, or for that
matter never seen a lady shave their legs?  I'll help you do any part of it
that I can."  I got out the shaving cream, and razor, and did the shaving
thing.  Showed him what to do, and told him that tomorrow it'd be his turn
to shave me.

Breakfast time.  I had forgotten that he had not eaten for nine hours or
so, and he was only able to down a dozen pancakes, and four eggs, with a
big class of orange juice, and a glass of milk.  Don't know where all of
that went, but he "ate the whole thing." I was to discover that John's
appetite for sex was only matched by his appetite for food.

"Do you want to stay nude for the rest of the day, or should we get some
clothes on?"  John motioned that what he had on, nothing, was going to be
just fine.  "After breakfast, we need to get some of the homework done, and
then I'll show you a card game that goes along with the math a bit."  John
frowned deeply when I said the magic word "homework" but then perked up a
bit when I said card game.

We got the dishes cleaned up, and the place picked up a bit.  Seems that
there were boy clothes all over the place.  I told him that he'd have to
work for at least a half hour each day, so that all of the homework would
be done by the time his parents got back.  He went to work, and I read the
morning paper.  After the paper, I happened to look at my watch, and he'd
been working on his homework for almost forty five minutes.  "When you get
to a good stopping place, you can quit for the day."  He smiled, and must
have been at a good quitting place, as he closed his book, and placed it
into his book bag.

"Now, what is that game?"  He was always curious, and never forgot a thing.

"It is called Cribbage, and involves some cards.  Are you good at cards?"

"I've never played cards, except one time, Tim and I played strip poker,
and of course, since mother and father never taught me anything about
cards, Tim won handily each time, and then when I was naked, I had to play
for a penalty."

I explained the rules to John, and he quickly understood what was to be
done.  We started to play, and John was doing well.  He caught on to the
counting of the cards, and we were having a fun time, and getting a few
chuckles out while playing.

After a couple of hands, which I won two, and he won one, he asked if there
were any penalties, like when he played strip poker with Tim.  We decided
that for each five pins that the winner was ahead at the end of the game,
the loser would lose a piece of his clothing.  That meant that we'd have a
vested interest in getting the counts right, and maximum points.

The first game was close, I won by eleven points, so John lost two items.
And since all he had on was his t-shirt, shorts, and jockeys, he was now
down to just the jockeys, and a hard on.  The next game I was the loser,
and lost my t-shirt.  Then the next game John was getting onto the way to
play, and I lost again, which now had both of us down to our jockeys.  The
next game was close, but I won by only one point, which didn't require John
to remove his shorts.  So we played another hand, and I won by ten points.
That meant that he now had to remove those jockeys that were concealing
that cute little pecker of his.  I always loved to see his small little
cock.  It never did get too big, but that was alright with me.  He wanted
to play some more, as the afternoon was still early, and of course there
was no swimming pool to go to.

"What will happen to me if I loose this game?  Will there be a penalty or
punishment for me if I loose?  That would be alright.  But if you loose,
then you'll be naked too, and we'll have to play another game to see who
gets the penalty."

"Since you are new at this, we'll be easy on you.  For each five points
that you loose, I'll put a clothes pin on you.  Does that sound fair?"

I'd think so, can't hurt that much, and my tits are small too."  John said
in that cute little voice of his.

So off we went, playing along, and John is getting some bad hands.  I've
got about twenty points ahead at one point.  John asked if I had that many
clothes pins.  I just laughed and told him that the luck would change, and
he'd catch up.  And catch up he did.  By the time the game was over, he was
only ten points behind.

That meant that he'd get two pins, one on each nipple.  I went to the
kitchen to fetch them, and when I got back, he was standing up with his
chest all puffed out, getting ready for me to put those two pins on him.  I
walked up to him, and used my thumb and forefinger to pinch each nipple,
making the small little things as big as possible.  Then slowly opened and
then closed each one on his nipples.  "God, that hurts more than I'd
expected.  How long do I have to wear these?"

"You can choose.  We could play another game and if you win, then they'd
come off.  Or if you loose another game, there are more places to put those
clothes pins.  Or you can decide some other way to earn your release from
them."

John thought a moment, and declared that he could probably win the next
game, and he'd like to try to get even with me.  If he won, he'd get to
take off the pins from his nipples, and they would go onto my nipples.  But
if he lost, then I could put some more pins on him.  I agreed.  He smiled
that little devilish smile that he has.  The game began.

It was really close until we got to the very last hand.  John got a whopper
of a hand, and beat me by fifteen points.  I was a bit nervous about what
he'd do.  He smiled that smile again, and said that he was the champion,
and that the pins had to come off of his tits, and he'd tell me how to do
it.  He wanted me to use my teeth to remove them.  So I bent over and
opened the one on his left nipple. He moaned a bit, and said that it hurt
more coming off, than it did going on.  I removed the second one, with the
same moaning results.

I asked him what he wanted to do to me, as I had three penalties coming to
me.  John told me that he wanted me to jack off, shoot my load on his
chest, and lick it off.  That would be one penalty.  The second, would be
to fuck him, and hold off as long as possible, so that he could enjoy
having my cock up his little butt hole.  And the third penalty would be to
suck him off.  I didn't want to admit it, but none of this really sounded
like a penalty, but who was I to argue.

I jacked off a pretty good load right onto his little chest, right between
those red nipples.  And as soon as possible, licked the whole thing up.
Lingered a bit longer than required, but I was just enjoying his chest too
much.  And cleaning out his "outie" was as good for him, as it was for me.
When I'd finished, John rolled over onto his stomach, and showed off that
cute little butt of his.  Small cheeks, and a tiny little hole there in the
middle of the whole picture.  "Lick my hole, and get it ready for you to
press into me, and fill me up.  I want you to hurry along.  I've been
waiting for you to get me for some time, and the quicker the better.

I slowly moved into position, and aimed my cock right at that cute little
hole.  My cock pretty much had a mind of it's own now, and was anxious to
get into the dark chamber that felt so exquisite.  I filled him to the
hilt, and he reached around, grabbing my butt cheeks, and pulled me closer
to him.  We stayed that way for some time, and pretty soon, the inevitable
happened.  My cock shot off, and filled him with a load of cum.

"That was good, but not anywhere long enough.  You are going to have to do
something to not shoot so quickly."

We decided that another shower would be in order, and off we went to clean
up.

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Sorry it's been so long, but life and doctors get in the way sometimes.
Hopefully, we can return to the old schedule.

Ray