Date: Mon, 12 Jul 1999 21:03:39 EDT
From: Hidden12@aol.com
Subject: Eric Ch2 of 12+

This is an ongoing fantasy story.  I provided the Nifty Archive and A.S.S.G.M
with a copy for public nonprofit release; please no other distribution.

I have, for the moment, given up trying to knit the original vignettes (some
of which you may have already read) together into the framework of fantasy in
which they were conceived. Much of the content is new; some is not; all
installations have been edited to some degree and rearranged.  Although I
have a lot of ideas, my creative urge has gone elsewhere.  Suggestions and
comments regarding content or technique are extremely welcome.  I will
acknowledge that not all the details are consistent as a result of reordering
the vignettes.  I'd also like to thank a man for taking the time to edit part
of my work. I won't claim that I got to all the changes needed; all the
mistakes are mine alone. (Yes, the formatting is substandard.)

Practice safe sex, live to enjoy life


Chapter 2.
(At home, Mid June)

The two weeks I'd spent in the unified German republic had been a mixed
success.  While I'd been unsuccessful interesting the German Ministry of
Defense in our corporate services, I had been successful in cultivating
contacts within the Ministry and with a score of talented officers.  More
tangible was agreement I'd made with Rheinmettal and Krupp Werke to represent
them as an independent manufactures representative throughout Africa and the
Arab states.  I was pleased to have the firm that dominated tank cannon
design and the leading European maker of armored fighting vehicles on my list
of represented companies.  I was particularly pleased because I knew that
with German unemployment still at 25% in the former east, there would be few
bureaucratic or political obstacles to foreign exports.

Throughout the trip, however, my thoughts kept returning to Eric.  I'd left
him home basically alone before; the housekeeper ensured he was fed and the
house maintained.  A mutual friend looked in on him periodically and got a
"SITREP", or situation report as we used to say in the Army.  Outside of
perhaps playing the music unusually loud, or staying up until two o'clock in
the morning, I really didn't expect much mischief; Eric didn't like smoking,
already knew what it was to be drunk, and we'd explored sex together.

Things were under control at work, although certainly not slow, so I decided
to come home a little early; I figured Eric would have something special
going on.  Today was his last day of school.  He would be free for just under
three months. We had already planned much of our summer already providing a
mix of free time for him, joint travels around the world, and some vacation
up in Canada.  I certainly had something in mind.

When I got home, Eric was outside on the back deck, dressed in a loose T
shirt and shorts, bare feet propped up on another chair.  It was a beautiful
warm June afternoon in the Hudson Highlands, mid 80's, bright mild breeze
ruffling the oak and maple trees in the yard. Birds flew about and tittered,
chasing the few bugs out at this time of the year.  Eric swatted at the
occasional fly while he read his computer magazine.  Not unlike most other
boys just completing their sophomore year, his interests ranged from 4 wheel
drive trucks to computers to soccer.  Only this boy was mine.

Throughout the evening and dinner we played a cat and mouse game, until after
dinner I finally asked "Would you care to join me in the bathroom?"

Teasingly, Eric taunted "Why, kind Sir, would a shy innocent lad like me do
that?"

Snapping at his twisting ass with a rat rolled dish towel I replied in a mock
deep  voice "Hey, little boy, I'll give you some candy if you come with me!"

"I bet you have more than candy in mind old man!" He said as he shot past my
stinging towel toward the bathroom.

Soon we both stood at arms reach apart in the master bath.  An erection
tented Eric's dark paisley boxer shorts.  Reaching in past the elastic, my
hand cupped his treasure, penis of young manhood and firm testicles lightly
swathed in his brown pubic hair.  This was the object of my desire.  Gently
my thumbs snagged the waistband of his shorts and slid them down first to his
knees and then to the floor.  With a quick step, Eric stepped out of them and
flicked them away with a toe, until he stood before me totally naked in his
teenage splendor; cock quickly rising to attention until purple crown stood
proud and bobbing.

Eric stepped back until he could reach up with his arms to grab the shower
curtain rod in one hand and the edge of the wall with the other; legs apart,
he stood like a giant X, a smile on his face.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" he asked.

"Oh, yes." I muttered, taking the time to look up into his face as I kissed
and caressed my way across his abdomen.

"What is it you want to do?" He said mischievously, knowing full well what I
wanted.

"You're my little boy.  I'm going to shave you bare as the day you were born."

"And then...?"

"And then I'm gonna make love to you until we both explode!" I said standing
up, finishing the statement with a deep kiss, sucking his tongue into my own
mouth as one hand held his ass and the other pinched a nipple.

Turning to the counter, I picked up the first of several tools I'd laid out
carefully earlier; a small battery powered beard trimmer.  Flipping the
switch, the buzzing sound reverberated off the tile walls of the bathroom.
With the other hand I jacked his cock until it twitched hard in my hand,
leaking precum which I rubbed into his cockhead.  Kneeling down I kissed the
wet tip of his dick before pulling it downward, exposing the brown bush of
his pubic hair.  From side to side I cut his pubes off, leaving him with each
pass less and less. A shaggy rain fell to form a small pile between my knees
until only a stubble remained.  Kissing his cock once more, I stood up to run
my hand over his chest and lower to my handiwork.  I prefer my boys hairless.

Eric's chest and face remained without trace of hair, except for the same
fine down that covered his arms and legs.  We used a creme depilatory to
remove the rest of the stubble.  While it caused some minor irritation for an
hour or two, it prevented stubble from forming and chafing.  Quickly I had
his mound, balls and the base of his shaft covered in the white paste.  Eric
knowing what was next, turned and bent over, presenting his two most
magnificent globes to my face.

Wiping the creme from my hand I peeked at the inner recess of his warm fold
before using the clippers to remove the few hairs left trailing from his
scrotum to his anus.  Soon, the creme covered that precious area of him as
well.  Cleaning my own hands, I set the timer on my watch before turning back
to my unusually quiet Eric who stood before me with legs apart and spotted
with white creme.

"Why so quiet?" I asked.

"I dunno.  I guess I wonder if I'm getting to old for you an' all if we've
got to do this." He replied looking down.

Taking my hands, I turned his face back up to look each other in the eye.
"Eric, on my deathbed forty years from now I will love you. I am thankful
that you indulge this dirty old man with another of his strange perversions.
You turn me on!  Besides now I don't have to worry about hair in my mouth!" I
said jokingly before kissing him.  He returned the kiss passionately, I
caressed his back and butt.  Soon I felt his fingers worm their way into my
pants until he had a hold of my own rock hard cock.  All too quickly the
buzzer began to ring signifying the allotted time had elapsed for the creme
to finish the job of leaving Eric bare.

A plastic spatula scraped off the last of the offending hairs along with the
creme.  I used a warm soapy washcloth to remove the caustic residue before
gently rubbing in a cooling skin lotion with aloe.

"Thank you." I said holding his hand as we both survey the new look Eric
shows. This teenage boy stands naked before me, lightly rippled with the
developing muscles of a young athlete, body covered only in a light down and
the hair on his head, otherwise as bare as the day he was born.  His boy cock
stands proud, erect and straining under the warmth of the heat lamp overhead.
 Reaching out I stroke his dick before again letting my hands travel over his
new found smoothness. "Beautiful." I murmur.

Taking his hand, we walk together into the bedroom where Eric stretches out
expectantly upon the bed.  I stand before him removing what little clothes I
still wear.  Soon we stand together in the middle of the bed, kissing,
rubbing, and desperately holding onto each other.  Eric squats totally naked
over my face allowing me to rim his puckered rosebud with wild abandon,
tongue celebrating its freedom, probing the tightness of his sphincter
cleared of all hair until it winks like a lonely star in an expanse of smooth
boyass.

One hand supports his buttocks, the other fondles his cock and balls,
reveling in their smoothness.  Looking up I see a dreamy sight: the crevasse
of his ass, hanging balls and hairless abdomen up to a smiling face looking
back down at me with a hunger in his eyes.  As my tongue vibrates against his
opening, I try to stab the tip past his muscle.  Only the very edge
penetrates, but brings a moan of excitement from Eric who grinds his ass
against my face trying to get deeper penetration.  His own hands caress my
body and randomly jack my cock.

Laying him down on the bed, my tongue laves the silky smoothness of his
hairless testicles and shaft, my hand pumps him.  We roll together in wild
frottage, my cock hard against his unadorned boy prick.  Soon my passion
cannot wait.  Kissing him deep, I position him in a familiar position: ass up
on a pillow. Knowingly, Eric pulls his legs to his chest exposing to my eyes
and awaiting cock his tight asshole.  I dribble some lube across his crack
before working it in with a finger.  The folds of his hole clutch at my
fingers as I work first one and then two fingers into his bowels.  Rising up,
I position my throbbing cock to penetrate this young man of my dreams, the
boy who willingly allows me to shave him bare, the teenager who shares the
ecstasy of sex with me.

A tightness passes Eric's face as I enter him.  His hands grasp my arms
tightly for a moment before relaxing.  Even after two years, he is a tight
fuck.  Eric's relaxing is my signal to begin slowly inserting my bare dick
further into his hot boy ass until my balls rest against his slick skin.
Taking one foot into my mouth, I suck on his toes as I begin to ride him,
thrusting in a random pattern.  Eric strokes his cock as I begin to fuck his
ass harder, making his whole body shudder with the impact.  The sight of this
boy makes me wild, makes me want to join with him.  The sight of Eric's cum
flying across his chest to puddle in the folds of his abdomen shoves me over
the top until I unload my cum into his body.  Pulse after pulse shoots out
until, as I withdraw from his flooded ass, the last shot joins my cum with
his across his body.

Again kissing deeply we hug and grope together until each is smeared with now
sticky seed.  My seed oozes slowly from his dilated pucker and across his
thigh.  Neither of us is concerned about the mess; we fall asleep, his back
nested into mine, with my hand cupping his now spent bare boy cock.  It was
good to be home.