Date: Mon, 17 Nov 2008 20:42:26 -0330 From: J B Subject: The Alabaster Boy part four, gay/highscool. DISCLAIMER: This is a true story, it happened to me back in the 80s which Initiated my lifelong attraction to the same sex. This story contains graphic depictions of sexual situations, you must be of legal age to read it according to state, provincial, or local laws. This story is the property of the author. Another chapter of this story will soon follow, I will add other chapters if I receive positive feedback. Contact me at firstinthefleet@gmail.com I wasn't going to continue this story due to lack of interest, but I got a flood of emails over the weekend asking for more. There are two more chapters to follow after chapter 4. Thanks for the positive feedback everyone. The Alabaster Boy, Part Four. Trevor turned around in a slow, seductive manner, wiggling his taut ass at me; I was overcome with lust and grabbed the slippery bar of soap. I still remember what kind of soap it was; Dial, a gold colored bar that smelled like a summer's day. I worked up a good lather in my hands and knelt down on the shower floor, Trevor's creamy white ass was perched up over my face and I slowly let my slippery hands caress each delicious cheek. I worked my hands over Trevor's firm but soft ass cheeks in circles, revelling in the smooth, satiny, flesh of his beautiful bum. "Oooh.....man, you do that good babe!" Trevor exclaimed. I felt like I was worshipping a young prince, knelt in subjugation, paying homage to a boy who I was truly in awe of. Trevor's ass was very shapely for a guy's; his body reminded me of a picture I'd seen in a school textbook: The Vase of Tutankhamen. The vase was made of alabaster and there were two figures on each side of the Vase of Tutankhamen, each clad in loincloths, gripping handles which made them look as if they were holding the vase up. They'd always seemed very sexy to me and I admit to masturbating several times while looking at that picture, fantasizing of what I would love to do to them with my hands and mouth. But now I was knelt in worship of another prince, one made of flesh and blood, letting me explore, touch, and taste his young body. I worked up a good lather on Trevor's ass, squeezing, kneading, and rubbing his soft flesh with slippery soaped up hands, I spread Trevor's legs a little until his sweet little pucker was exposed. I let my hands enter his ass crack and have their way with his asshole, I began to rub two fingers in circles against the sensitive opening which elicited delightful moans from Trevor. Slowly, very slowly, I applied pressure to Trevor's asshole until the tip of my index finger until it slipped in just about an inch. "Fuck!" Trevor cried out. Thinking I'd hurt Trevor immediately withdrew my finger, maybe I'd gone too far. "Why did you stop?" Trevor asked. "I thought I'd hurt you!" I exclaimed. "No man, I want you to fuck my ass, think you could do that?" Trevor asked inquisitively. "Not a problem buddy, but I think I wanna play with your cock first, that ok?" I asked. Trevor just nodded in agreement, my fingers reluctantly left his ass and travelled in between his legs, my next target was his plump hairless balls. I cupped Trevor's scrotum in my left hand and worked my fingers all over his slick nuts, squeezing the balls together, kneading each smooth testicle in it's slippery bag, exploring the veins and slight ridges that wound around each cum and testosterone producing organ. "oohhs, and aahhs." Emanated from Trevor's sweet lips as I played with his swollen nads. I let go of Trevor's nuts and grabbed the shower head, I directed the hot water over Trevor's ass cheeks and balls, rinsing them till they were squeaky clean. I then turned Trevor around and stared at his throbbing cock, his foreskin was all the way back now and it was oozing quite a bit of precum. I took Trevor's cock into my right hand and stroked the throbbing shaft which caused more fluid to drip from the head of his cock. I wanted to take my time here and explored at my leisure. I loved the way the shaft of Trevor's cock felt; it was like iron, but the skin encasing it felt almost like satin, truly a dick was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen or touched. I let my fingers rub and squeeze the big red head, it was a marvel; soft, velvety, spongy, and covered with Trevor's own hot lube. I could deny myself no longer and plunged my mouth down Trevor's slippery cock, my lips wrapping around the throbbing shaft, my tongue rubbing up and down the underside of the smooth cock stalk. "Yeah, that's it dude." Trevor breathed. Obviously I was doing a good job. I began to bob my head up and down on Trevor's thick shaft, it seemed to be getting bigger the more I licked and sucked on it. As I mouthed and licked Trevor's dick, I knew I was hooked; I would suck his cock anytime he wanted, in fact, I think from that day on I knew I was gay. Surely, such an act that I was performing on my friend and soon to be lover, was well worth pursuing for the rest of my years I mused, I was lost in thought and lust and only realized the end was near when Trevor's cock began to harden like red hot steal. "Yeah man, I'm gonna spurt." Trevor yelled. Trevor's eyes clenched shut and he unloaded into my mouth, his hot cum shot clear to the back of my throat then flowed back down over my tongue. Trevor's hot sperm had a slightly salty flavour and I swallowed it all, with each contraction of his cock a jet of cum blew past my tongue and coated my teeth. I swallowed all that Trevor had; it seemed the most natural thing to do after all. As Trevor's orgasm subsided I pumped his cock a few times to squeeze out the last drops of his jizz. After I was satisfied that I had his balls drained I let his cock fall from my mouth and stood up to face him. I leaned my body into his and pressed my mouth over his soft lips, our arms encircling each other. We began to french kiss for what seemed an hour. "Hey, I'm supposed to fuck your ass." I panted as I removed my tongue from Trevor's mouth. "Lets dry off and go to bed then." Trevor said in a submissive, yet wicked tone. We towelled one another off and left the steamy confines of the bathroom for what would soon be an even better experience. To be continued. Comments welcome firstinthefleet@gmail.com