Date: Thu, 08 Feb 2024 15:04:21 +0000
From: basvegas <basvegas@proton.me>
Subject: The Car Washer Part 1

It was the love of my old classic car that started this adventure. That,
coupled with a `clatter' of the letterbox, as a note was pushed
through. I did not rush as I assumed it was junk mail, but when I did
eventually retrieve it from the floor, it was a handwritten note,
advertising a car cleaning service. It looked like it was from someone
fairly young, due to the writing, and the wording used. I was a little
sceptical trusting someone young to clean my 1950's classic Jaguar, but
thought that everyone has to start somewhere.

A few weeks passed, and I stumbled across the leaflet. I knew the car
could do with a clean, so thought I would give it a try. It was offering
a clean for £10, so I thought even if they were awful, I could just give
them the money and ask them to leave. I rang the number on the leaflet
and a young sounding guy called Danny answered. Danny told me he had been
cleaning cars for a couple of years since he was 13, and said if I was
not happy with the result, I didn't have to pay. He seemed pleasant
enough, so I booked him in for the following weekend.

When Saturday came, I had forgotten Danny was coming, when he rang to
confirm. I was two minds on cancelling as I did not really want to be
bothered, but it seemed obvious he was keen and probably needed the
money, so I thought better of it, and told him I would see him at 2pm. I
grabbed a snack for lunch, and then got the car out the garage, unwound
the hose, plugged in the pressure washer, and went back indoors to watch
TV.

As agreed, at 2pm the door bell rang. As I opened the door, I was taken
back by this vision of beauty. I didn't say a word, I just stood like an
idiot and stared.... Danny smiled and introduced himself. He was what I
would describe as a `Wet dream on legs'. Blonde hair, tied at the back
in a pony tail, a tight T shirt, and denim shorts. Danny was quite small,
and from what he said previously about starting car cleaning at 13, and
he had been doing it a couple of years, I would put him around 16,
although he would be a `young looking 16'

I showed him to where my car was, how to work my pressure washer, checked
none of his cleaning materials were likely to damage the Jag, and left
him to it. Danny put in his earphones, turned on his music, and got to
work. I went back indoors. However, instead of watching the TV, I turned
on the CCTV monitor to watch Danny.

Let me start by saying I do not consider myself as gay. I am 50 years
old, reasonably fit, prefer women, but have, on occasion, played with
men. But sitting watching this teen boy stretching and bending, had the
blood flowing into my penis. Before long my hand was pushed into the
front of my pants and I was fondling my cock, rubbing and pulling the
foreskin back and forth to stimulate my glans. Slowly my cock became
solid. I realised what I was doing was wrong, but could not help myself.
I took out my penis and slowly masturbated myself to an orgasm, watching
this teen boy on the CCTV. My whole body shuddered as I released several
warm spurts of cum onto the floor. As I could see Danny finishing, I
quickly cleaned up and prepared to pay him. I had already made my mind up
that Danny was going to be cleaning my car on a regular basis!

Over the next few weeks Danny visited every Saturday, and gradually over
weeks we became quite friendly. Danny would finish the car, put his
materials away in the box he had fitted to his pushbike, and come inside
to collect his money, and have a cold drink. During this time we would
talk about what he was up to at school, his friends, and life in general.
Gradually over weeks, the talk became open, and Danny started to mention
Lise, the young girl who lived next door to him. They had been out to the
cinema a few times, gone out for a meal, but nothing more. It was clear
Danny fancied Lise, and really wanted her as his girlfriend, but she was
younger than him, and he didn't want to push her, in case it frightened
her and she didn't want to see him again.

Things took a turn sexually a couple of months later on a hot Saturday in
August. As normal, Danny finished my car and came in for a chat and a
drink. However, due to the heat, he had removed his top. I offered him a
beer and he accepted. His body was beautiful. Tanned, with a muscular
rippled stomach, with beads of sweat. A small trail of blond hairs ran
down his belly, and disappeared under the waist of his jeans. We started
chatting, and he asked why I lived alone, and why didn't have a
girlfriend. I jokingly replied that I could just as easily have a
boyfriend....Danny couldn't tell if I was serious, gave me a bit of a
funny look, but made no comment. Danny had already mentioned he was
seeing Lise after leaving me, although they had not agreed a time, and as
he was clearly sweating, I asked him if he would like to use the shower
to freshen up. At first he said no, but I feel this was due to not
wanting to put me out, so I pointed out it would be no problem at all.

Danny eventually agreed, and I showed him to an upstairs bedroom with a
en suite walk in shower. Danny was clearly impressed. We continued to
chat as he showered and I waited in the bedroom. Unexpectedly Danny
called out and asked if he could have another towel. I thought this a
little strange as there were two in the room. I grabbed a large towel,
knocked on the door, opened it slightly, reached in and dropped it on the
floor. Danny responded asking if I would mind actually handing it to him
as he had not brought one over to the shower cubical, and didn't want to
soak the floor getting one. I was not prepared for the sight that met me.
I assumed Danny would be behind the steamed up glass panel and would
reach out to take the towel.

But no, as I walked in he was in shower entrance, directly facing me,
with his full boy body on view. It was if time stood still, I just stood
and stared at the vision in front of me. The blond hair stuck to his
face, his chest dripping with water, two small brown nipples adorned his
muscular chest. His flat muscular six pack stomach, and that golden hair
trail which previously stopped at the waist of his jeans, now journeyed
all way to the rigid shaft of his beautiful penis, that was obviously
hard as steel, curving up towards that muscular stomach, with its cut,
light pink head, surrounded by a small amount of golden pubic hairs, with
two `marbles' in a flesh sack suspended below that rock solid
cock.............my mind was instantly taken back 35 years to the school
changing room, where my fellow pupils would come out of the shower,
proudly displaying their growing penises. The ones with the biggest would
stay naked the longest, and quite often stroke their cocks to full
hardness before coming out of the shower, to somewhat intimidate those
that were less gifted in that area. Those were the days.....

"Do you think Lise will like this, or does it look too small ?".......I
was broken out of my trance.....

"Do you think my penis looks small?" ......I didn't know what to say...
"

"Why are you asking me" I replied.

"Sorry, I don't want to embarrass you, but as an older guy you have
probably been around other boys and men, and just wondered what you
thought. I m hoping things go further with Lise tonight, and I am hoping
she will not be disappointed".

I thought long and hard for a millisecond and without really thinking
about any consequences.

"It looks fine....I am sure she will not be disappointed....but it is
difficult to really see with the shower steam and it being all wet.....Why
don't you dry off and come through to the other room, and I can give you
an honest opinion".

With that I left the bathroom and went back to the bedroom, and sat on
the edge of the bed. not knowing what would happen next. The only thing I
did not want to happen, was for Danny to appear back in the bedroom fully
dressed, and make a quick, embarrassed exit, as I feared I may not see
him again.

Several minutes passed, and I feared the worse. As several minutes
passed, I assumed he was getting dressed. But then the door slowly opened
and Danny emerged, a towel wrapped round him. For a few seconds we both
just looked at each other. Then I thought I had better give him an
`out'.

"Danny, what just happened in the bathroom, when you showed yourself to
me, was beautiful. You are a very attractive young man, and Lise is going
to love your body. If you made a mistake, and regret what you did, just
go back in the bathroom, get dressed, and we will never say another word
about it".

Danny just stared at me for about 15 seconds, not saying a word, which I
found a little uncomfortable, and then without warning, he dropped the
towel to the floor. His body, now dry, was stunning. That of a young
Greek God. The blond hair had started to dry, his chest was smooth,
muscular, and hairless. The two small brown nipples were clearly erect.
My eyes travelled down over his six pack stomach, and followed the light
blond hair trail from his belly button down. However, most of the blond
hairs were obscured by his raging hard penis, which looked fully erect,
curving in towards his belly, and twitching with every heartbeat. Clearly
circumcised, the helmet was a strong pink colour, and hole pointed up
toward the ceiling. The hair around the base of his penis was now dry and
fluffy. His scrotum hung down a couple of inches below the penis base and
you could clearly see the two small balls inside. It was certainly not a
large penis, but not too small either.

I just stared at him without saying a word.

"Do you?" said Danny.

"Sorry, do I what?" I replied

"Do you.....do you think my cock is small?"

Then I remembered our brief conversation in the shower.

"I think it looks perfect.....why do you think it is small?"

"Well"... "I have watched porn films and they all seem much bigger than
I am"

I started to laugh which was probably not the best thing to do

"Of course they do, they are actors, and they generally only employ them
if they have a large penis. They think it makes for better viewing. Most
guys have nowhere near that size. Anyway, how long are you? Have you
measured yourself?".

Danny looked a little apprehensive, and I could see his penis was wilting
slightly, probably due to the conversation.

"No I haven't" he responded "I don't really know how to.......would
you be able to measure it for me....it it's ok and you don't mind....I
don't want you to do anything you are not comfortable with".

All my Christmas's came at once. Here was a young boy asking me to
measure his penis.....

"Of course I will...... let me go and get a tape measure" I nearly broke
my neck racing down the stairs to the garage to find a tape, and running
back upstairs, before he could change his mind.

When I got back to the bedroom, Danny was laying on his back in the
middle of the double bed. Still totally naked, his hand by his side, and
his penis, now slightly limp, laying at the top of his thighs with his
little ball sack tucked under. As I approached, I asked if it was ok to
kneel next to him on the bed, which he said was fine. As his penis was
neither flaccid nor hard, there would be no point in measuring it. I told
him that it would be a good idea if he could make it hard again so I
could measure it.  He looked a little apprehensive, but took his penis
between his finger and thumb and started to play with it. I could hear
him breathe heavier as he stoked his shaft, pulling his skin back from
the base of the glans to just above his pubis. He was stretched out with
his other arm under, and lifting, his head so he could look down at his
genitals. Quickly, the blood rushed into his penis giving him a rock hard
erection.......

"Your cock looks so beautiful" I murmured......"You realise, for me to
measure it, I will need to touch it......is that OK?"

Danny just smiled and took my left hand and gently laid it upon his
penis. Without hesitation, I slowly wrapped my hand around his shaft and
took over the gentle stroking. It was like an iron bar....it was both hard
and soft, as I pulled down on the skin of his penis, the little hole in
his glans opened, and on the upward stroke it gently closed. I looked at
Danny, and his eyes were closed, and quiet moans were coming from his
mouth.

"I think it is hard enough to measure now" I said, and picked up the
measure with my right hand. I pushed one end into the golden curls at the
base of his penis, and laid the measure along the shaft, placing my
finger on the tip of his penis to read of the measurement. "5 inches,
maybe 5 and a half inches" I said. The look of disappointment on his
face was evident

"I thought I was bigger than that" he replied. I think, like most men,
when you look down at your cock from above, it does always seem perhaps
bigger than it is.

"It is a lovely size" I responded "Many boys and men would love to
have a body and penis like you have".

I took the measure and wrapped it around his shaft..

"look" I said "it may not be huge, but it is thick". His cock
measured 4 and a half inches round which is a good thickness. I carried
on gently stroking his penis. "I suppose we ought to see how long it is
when it is soft"..... Danny looked at me

"Once I am hard it will take a while for it to go down on its own. I
suppose I could rub it and make myself cum, that way it will go down
quicker"

He went to take hold of his cock, but I moved his hand aside, gently
smiled at him, and lowered my mouth over his beautiful penis.....I
couldn't see his face, but I heard the long moan that came out of his
mouth, and he placed his hand on my head. I gradually worked my mouth
around his glans exploring every part, I ran my tongue around the rim of
the glans, and then dipped the end of my tongue in his pee hole. I
grasped his shaft with my hand and slowly worked it up and down. I could
see his stomach rising and falling, I could hear him panting, and then,
with a guttural groan he released his seed, filling my mouth. I thought
he was never going to stop. His salty cum was leaking out of my mouth
faster than I could swallow it. After a few seconds of shaking, he was
laying still. His cum covered cock was slowly starting to deflate, and
dropped from my mouth.

We both said nothing for about 5 minutes, then Danny smiled

"Thank you....that was my first ever blowie...........and I never thought it
would be from a guy" I laughed.......

"I hope you enjoyed your first time......I probably should have asked this
Danny, before I took your cock in my mouth, but exactly how old are
you?" Danny smiled....

"it's ok you are safe, I just turned 16. I laughed and picked up the
measure.

"I think it is soft enough now to give you a `softie' measurement"

I placed the tape against his flaccid penis.

"I would say 2 inches soft".......Danny didn't seem so concerned this
time. Perhaps he realised you can have fun whatever the size....

To be continued.............