Date: Thu, 5 May 2016 02:33:38 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Shaen III I got home about a quarter to four, running a little bit behind schedule. Shaen was waiting for me and followed me into the house. I didn't stop but headed straight for my bedroom, undoing clothes as I went and once there stripped to nothing. Shaen had followed me and watched as I dressed, first in jock strap, then underwear and my Gi, my martial arts gear. "I'm not wearing a jock strap D, is that okay?" he asked. "Sure Shaen, it's more of a habit with me than anything else, there is no reason why you should wear one." I put on soft Chinese slippers, snagged the car keys and we headed back out the door. We got to the middle school where I taught the class and went in to find some dozen and half teenagers milling about, some of them going through forms or stretches, others just chatting. One boy broke from a group and came up to me and bowed respectfully then said hello. "Hey Stevie," I said with a smile and shaking his hand. "How have you been, haven't seen you for a few weeks?" He said he was fine, had gone on a sort of trip to the outer islands but was glad to be back. I introduced Stevie to Shaen explaining that the boy was staying with his family next door to me for a few weeks so he was hanging out and working out with me. Stevie smiled and shook hands and of course Shaen was sporting his non-smile face, the one he wears when he's not entirely comfortable in his environment. "After we warm up I'd like you to teach him the basics Stevie." Stevie said he be glad to do that then asked if I wanted him to line em up. I simply nodded my head and as Stevie got the class lined up I explained to Shaen that he would be in the very back. It was done that way so new students would have the older students in front of him so they could watch what they did and of course it saved a new student from the embarrassment of being out front and making the inevitable mistakes that any new student of anything experiences. Stevie was in the front and far right position, the lead student for the evening. I bowed them in and ninety minutes later I bowed them out. In the interim I caught sight of Stevie going through the basics with Shaen off to one side, the latter with his standard look of concentration, the former using his hands to correct Shaen's stances, blocks and other moves. After class Stevie asked if he and I could get together any time soon and I told him that it was a distinct possibility. "Maybe we could hike Kaena again," he suggested. As I nodded my head and said sure. I thought to myself, "Well," apparently Stevie not only enjoyed our last hike but appeared to be angling for a repeat, which had ended up with our first and only sexual encounter, and quite memorable in my opinion." Then he dropped a big surprise. Looking at Shaen he added, "Maybe you'd like to do that hike Shaen, it's pretty cool." Stevie then looked toward me for confirmation, and a very slight upturn of his lip told me he was interested in not just being sexy with me again but was willing to include Shaen as well. "It's a possibility Stevie," I said. "Shaen and I will talk about it and I'll let you know." He said okay, that he'd see me on Thursday for class and bounded out the door, Shaen and I right behind him. On the drive home Shaen asked about the hike and Stevie in general. I explained a brief bit about the dark haired boy's circumstances and that I tried to spend free time with him since he didn't have anyone else. Needless to say I didn't mention anything about the sexual aspect but Shaen, in his naiveté, broached the subject. "Have you guys been sexy together?" I didn't answer for a moment and the boy realized that he had committed a gaffe. "I'm sorry D, that isn't any of my business." "I'm glad you realized that Shaen, and you're right it isn't anyone's business but the participants. Think about how you might feel if I told Stevie about you and I swimming nude, being in the Jacuzzi nude, and what if you and I had been sexy and I shared that with Stevie, or anyone else for that matter. I imagine that you wouldn't look too favorably on that, or me for that matter." I said it all very softly and gently hoping not to injure an already fragile self-image. I knew that I had succeeded because Shaen looked at me and smiled and said that sometimes he just didn't think, that when something interested him he just plunged on. "No harm done Shaen, honest." I told him. He went on to explain that, as he said before, he didn't know anything about gay life or gay people other than the butchy girls or fairy boys he saw at school or around the small town he lived in. He said that I was the first actual gay man he ever knew and of course I didn't fit any image that he had about gays so of course he wondered about boys as well. He would be forever curious about boys he knew or met wondering if a super straight acting boy might just like other boys. I empathized with him, saying that I understood completely, that it didn't seem to get much better or easier as we get older. "To though Shaen, not all boys that engage with other boys are gay. Many of them are straight." "Huh? Now I'm really confused D. Why would straight boys do gay type stuff?" "With boys, especially young teenage boys, it's really all about sex and getting off, of shooting their sperm out. Let's face it, jacking off is kind of lonely and sometimes boring, although boring might not be the word I really want. So, if a boy had another boy to help him out then that helps fix a couple of problems. Remember too that I said boys had all kinds of questions about other boys, what they looked like. I would bet money that there have been times when you were all boned up and jacking off and wondered if you were doing it right." I chuckled and said, "of course there is no right or wrong way to jack off." "Also there isn't a boy in the world that doesn't wonder what it's like to get their cock sucked and if another boy is willing to do that for them, well, why turn that down. They know they aren't gay, they know they like girls but getting a girl to suck you off just isn't possible much of the time. I promise you Shaen, when your eyes are closed and your cock is hard as a rock, it won't matter too much whose doing the sucking." "Also there isn't a boy in the world that doesn't like watching his sperm shoot out and boys always wonder what other boys look like when their sperm is blasting away. Guys of all ages love cum shot Shaen and that's a fucking fact. There isn't a porn video out that that doesn't have a guy pulling his cock out of woman's cunt and jacking off, shooting his sperm. It's like closure in a way." I went on in that vein until I got to my street. Back at the house I told Shaen that I felt like I sweat hog and needed a shower. He smiled and said he felt the same way that the workout had been more strenuous than he thought it would be. "Look, I have a large shower, we can take one together if you're up for it then go grab something to eat, I'm starved." As he usually did, Shaen mulled that over a moment then said, "What the heck, why not." We went into my room and stripped down then I suggested we take the clothes out to the washer and get them started while we showered. When we were done they would almost be done and we could toss em into the dryer while we went to eat. Back in my bathroom Shaen was awed by my shower, literally a large room about six feet square with multiple showerheads, of which two were removable nozzle with a zillion different sprays, and a bench for sitting if needed. "Sweet," he said as I turned on nozzles and got the water just right before stepping in and inviting the cute young Adonis to join me. I soaked down then Shaen stepped in and did the same. I loaded my hands with liquid soap, Shaen following my lead and we proceeded to wash and chat. I watched the boy as he carefully lathered his thick young cock and heavy balls until his crotch was almost foamed. I did pretty much the same thing then said, "Turn around Shaen and I'll wash your back." He did as I asked and I proceeded to wash his shoulders, taking the time to massage along the ridge and onto his biceps then returning and working slowly down his firm back. His skin was soft to my touch, his muscles firm underneath and I felt like I could stay there for a long time. "Oh man D that feels so great, I never had anyone do this for me before." I told him I was glad he liked it as I worked down to the small of his back, his hips, and then boldly onto his firm butt cheeks, deliciously firm brown orbs. If he had any thoughts about my attentions he didn't say anything. I decided to take it a step further and re-soaped my hands then got to my knees and washed his thighs, down to his calves. When I moved back up, he automatically moved one foot outward to allow me access to him and the back of my hand actually grazed his balls, twice as I washed his upper thighs. I pulled down a nozzle and began rinsing him off, using my hand to help remove the soap. He didn't flinch when I did his butt then high up between his legs although he jumped a little when the shower spray hit the underside of his balls. "Wow that really tickles," he said as he turned around. Without asking I kept rinsing him and although I didn't touch his cock or balls I was right in close, the spray hitting the desired spots. "I'll leave you to finish off your more private areas," I said as I put the nozzle back and went about finishing my wash. Shaen offered to wash my back in return and did a very credible job, not avoiding my butt or my inner thighs as he did my legs. His hand brushed against my low hanging nuts as well and it seemed like he actually went in there a couple of extra times. When he rinsed me, he actually asked me to "hold em up" indicating my groin and I did as he asked while he rinsed me even more thoroughly than I had rinsed him. He watched casually as I washed up inside my asshole while he did the same thing, commenting on how it felt when he rinsed the area out. "How well I know," I said as I rinsed. "That is a very sensitive area that straight people tend to avoid completely when in fact they shouldn't." He asked what I meant and I explained a little bit about the asshole and a few of the things that can be done down there. "For instance, if I had washed that area instead of you doing it, you'd probably would have gotten a woody almost immediately. Serious, it's that sensitive." He had a dubious look on his face and I took still another plunge and very softly said, "Here, turn around, I'll show you." I didn't think he would but he did. I soaped my hand, told him to relax then began rubbing his firm ass, slowly moving into his crack, warming him up to the task. He was braced against the wall and as I moved into his butt crack he spread his feet out a little bit further for me. And then I went for the gold, slipping up and grazing across his tight virgin bud of muscle. I moved back and forth across it a few times, my finger bumping gently up against his balls from behind. He moaned low in his throat as my finger concentrated on the muscle itself, slipping very slightly into his core but not penetrating fully. The whole thing only last about a minute and a half before I rinsed him off and motioned for him to turn around. His magnificent young cock was better than half-mast hard, sticking out from his body. We both looked down and I said, "Told ya." He nodded to my own half hard cock, the two heads almost touching each other. "Yeah, well, I'm a gay man and washing the backside of a drop dead cute young thing like you would create a reaction in a corpse." He laughed at that and said, "You were right, it does feel awesome; I would never have believed it." He was absently stroking his cock as he talked and it gave me another idea. "Wanna try something else I think you'll like." He nodded his head and I squirted some hair conditioner in my hand then put it close to his now almost fully hard cock. "May I touch you?" He nodded his head and moved his hand from his cock as I moved mine in to replace it. I grasped the shaft then move straight to the head and massaged it, stroked across is with my lubed hand. He about died from the feelings, his body sinking slightly as his neurons fired madly in his excited brain. I stroked about half way down the thick shaft then back up, exerting pressure on the head as I squeezed over it then moved back down the shaft. "Oh God," he moaned, Oh God I'm gonna cum I swear I'm gonna cum," he whimpered. "Do you want me to stop?" I whispered and he shook his no. I continued to stroke his cock and I knew that it was only a matter of moments before the boy reached his peak. It was less than that. He groaned out loudly and I felt the shaft thicken in my hand and the head erupted, a thick ropey strand of hot young sperm blasted out onto my lower belly. Four more thick globs erupted behind it landing in my pubic hair, on my now fully hard cock and my hip. Shaen had put his hands on my shoulders to hold himself upright as his tender young balls drained themselves out onto my body. I stayed away from the head of his cock as his orgasm subsided, slowly stroking the shaft, milking him for every last drop of liquid, those last few drops dribbling out onto the underside of my forearm. I finally let go of his cock and scooped his sperm from my body and using it as a lube, gripped the swollen head of my own cock in a tight fist and massaged it roughly, bringing myself to a climax in almost record time. Shaen watched me, his hands still on my shoulders, almost mesmerized as I came, my own thick globs of cum roaring out of my dick and onto Shaen's, as his sperm had done to me. While there wasn't a record amount of cum there was a fair amount and Shaen commented on that. I slowed my stroke, the cum continuing to ooze out and run down over my fingers. I nursed my cock slowly until there was no more liquid. "That was fucking intense," I whispered as I let go of my dick and reached for some soap. I took the liberty of soaping down Shaen's softening cock and drained balls, cleaning my cum from his body before cleaning myself off. He didn't seem to mind and commented how intense it was for him as well. "No one has ever touched me before D." "There's a surprise," I thought. He went on, "I never felt anything like that before, that was the best time I ever cummed in my life." I smiled and told him that it was a total pleasure for me too. "You have an awesome body Shaen, and you're a really awesome boy. I liked making your body respond and showing you some of the pleasures that it can provide you. Are you doing okay with all this, now that you've tried some new things?" "Yeah D, I'm okay, in fact I'm great, thank you for doing that stuff to me." We climbed out of the shower and dried off then went outside to find the washer just finishing its job so waited a moment then tossed them into the dryer. We headed back to my room and I pulled out some boxers and cargo shorts that fit him pretty well. I dressed myself, found a couple t-shirts and we headed out the door to a burger place that I particularly like. About half way through our bacon burgers and fries I heard a "Hey D" from behind me then a young teenage boy materialized in the chair next to me, Shaen on my other side. "Hey Travis, howzit?" I asked as I wiped my right hand then extended it for the local greeting. "Cool, how you been?" We chatted a bit and I introduced him to Shaen, a raised eyebrow on Travis indicating that he was curious about the nature of my relationship with Shaen. "Ooop," he said all of a sudden, rising out of his chair. "Gotta go to work," and he moved off, intercepting a middle age male, obviously a tourist, and the two of them wandering off. Needless to say Shaen's interest was piqued. "Travis is a friend, one of many young people I know and who know me down here," I explained. "He does a little sex for money from time to time, has a mother who is considerably less than responsible." Shaen had a look of surprise on his face and said the kid didn't look any older than twelve. "Thirteen actually," I told him. "Nice kid too. Sometimes if he can't go home I let stay at my place." Shaen's eyebrow went up and I knew that an unasked question was on his lips. "Yes, we've had sex but not for money. Travis is a gay boy and what he's done with me was for pleasure. In fact, he's decided that he wants me to be his first real lover, to lose his virginity with me." My brain went off for a moment, thinking back on the night that Travis told me that. We had been lying in bed, snuggling after a couple of cock sucking sperm squirts and the hot youngling had told me of his plan. I knew that he had never let a guy fuck him. He'd suck for money but that was it. Shaen wanted to know what losing his virginity meant exactly so I told him. "You mean he's actually planning that D, to have you fuck him?" I nodded my head. "Sometimes boys are no different than girls in that manner Shaen, they want their first time to have some meaning other than just sex, to be with someone that they like. Travis talked about it with me, said he didn't know when, just that when it happened he wanted it to be with me. I consider that an honor you know, for a boy to choose me for his first time." Shaen contemplated that then surprised me once again. "I think I can understand that D, both the idea of the first time and having it be with you. Why not? You're a super nice guy, good looking, have a terrific body. I mean, look what happened tonight. No one has ever touched me there, ya know. I never even beat off with another boy so in a way I shared my first time with you." He was right of course and I told him so. I also thanked him for trusting me, for allowing me to show him some things that he never knew about and to take him places he'd never been. We were quiet for a moment while we finished our burgers then he asked quietly, "Does that make me gay D, what we did at your house?" He didn't seem to be overly concerned that I could tell from his voice, just asking a question. "Naaawwww, something like that doesn't mean you're gay Shaen. You're a teenage boy and like all teenage boys you have a huge interest in sex and like most teenage boys you're willing to engage in behaviors from time to time in order to experience sex. Sometimes those behaviors might be when you're alone and other times, like tonight, with someone else. I bet that nine out of ten boys in the same situation would have done the same thing." "But what if I liked it?" "What's not to like Shaen," I asked with a grin. "I'll bet that you love your own cock as much as any other boys does. It feels good when you work on it so it has to feel better if someone else does it. Many parts of the body are very sensual and sensitive and we aren't always particular about who is doing the stimulating." "Heck, I could show you tons of things that might surprise you." "Like what?" he asked. "Well, how about nipples. You ever notice how hard your nipples get when you cum, you ever rub em when you're jacking off? Sensitive nipples aren't just on women you know." He was shaking his head, answering no to my questions. "How about when I massaged the head of your cock, have you ever done that to yourself?" No, his head answered. "See, there's lots of things for you to find out about your body. All it takes is the willingness to experiment, either alone or with someone." We finished eating and after paying the bill headed toward the car then home to my place. It was still early so we went out back by the pool to relax. The clothes were done drying so Shaen stripped on the spot but instead of putting on his clean clothes elected to stay naked and plopped down in the lounge chair, his cock hanging gently between his legs. I decided that something just might be happening there but in any case, couldn't see the boy being naked by himself so removed my clothes as well telling him it was much more comfortable that way. "See what I mean by willing to experiment Shaen. Would you even imagine doing this a week ago, wandering around someone else's house naked?" He smiled and shook his head no. "But I do like it, it's liberating it think." We continued the talk that had started during dinner and in the twilight I noticed that one of Shaen's hands spent a considerable amount of time between his legs, although I couldn't tell just what he was doing but eventually I noticed the head of his cock creeping up from between his bronzed thighs. The boy was getting hard and he saw that I noticed. "I feel sort of silly; just talking about sex makes me get wood," he said. I told him it was nothing to be shamed about, that it was normal and okay. By then his cock was full on hard and laying against his rigid belly. "Besides," I said facing him, "You have a magnificent cock you know." He smiled and looked to my crotch, which was responding nicely to his. "So do you, ya know," he said softly. I thanked him then took another plunge. "Would you like to try something else?" he gripped onto his rigid pole and nodded his head yes. I got out of my chair and went to his and knelt next to it. "Lay back and relax and trust me. Trust that I won't do anything weird or anything that will be painful, only pleasure." He relaxed into the chaise lounge, his firm young body in that position between prone and sitting up. I let my fingers lightly brush across one of his brown nipples causing him to jump slightly. I trailed back and forth across the small nub until it firmed up then leaned down and took it in my mouth and suckled like a babe. Shaen gasped at the new feelings as I nursed on him, my other hand casually playing with his other nipple for just a moment before moving downward. I allowed my fingers to trail lightly on his skin, tickling him as I moved downward until the swollen head of his cock hit the back of my hand. I side stepped the pulsing appendage and tickled along one side of it until I reached his pubic thatch and kept going down into the crease of his leg. He automatically opened his legs a little further as the back of my fingers nudged his soft but heavy balls out of the way so I could tease his inner thigh. Shaen was moaning by now, his young body being taken over by feelings that he'd probably never dreamed about let alone experienced. I came back up underneath his balls, the back of my hand making contact, and pushing them upward and out of the way. I turned my hand over so that the palm kept his nuts at bay while my fingers tickled the underneath of his scrotal bag. My fingers moved up and down, tickling his perineum, the seam of flesh that runs from the sac all the way to the asshole, although I didn't go that far of course. I figured that I needed to take things slowly with this cute young thing, that his boyhood pride could be injured if I moved too fast. I did manage to tickle down to where his cheeks started however and it seemed that he may have actually widened his legs even a little bit further for me. I continued nursing on him, sucking at his nipple, tonguing it as I sucked him. Shaen's hands had moved to my head, not holding it in place but certainly holding on slightly, his finger running through my hair, moans escaping his throat as I carried him onto new heights. I allowed his balls to fall into my hand, the tickling over for now, and I gently massaged them, moving them in my hand, gently squeezing and tugging on them. I lifted my head from his nipple and looked at his face. His eyes were half closed, the feelings of lust and sexuality ripping through his inexperienced body like a hurricane. I smiled and asked if he was okay so far and Shaen smiled back nodding his head as if words might break the spell. "Ready for more?" I asked softly and he merely nodded his head. I went back to his nipple but only to lick at it a few times before moving my head downward as my hand traveled slowly upward, over his balls and stopping at the base of that which made him boy, the beginning of his thick teenage cock. I let my fingers play there at the base of his boyhood pride and joy, playing in his pubic hairs, feeling the wrinkled beginning of his balls and encircling the shaft of his cock, pulling it slightly up off of his taut belly. I licked my way down until the head of his cock touched my skin, his precum wetting my cheek. I turned my head and looked it in the eye then flicked my tongue out at the slit, tasting his juices for the first time. My hand was already half way up the thick shaft and slowly stroking on it. I opened my mouth and took the fat head of Shaen's cock into my mouth and closed my lips over it and gently sucked. I felt his belly tense under my head, then relax as he reveled in the feelings, having a boy hood jack off fantasy come true, his first cock sucking. I knew that, as a young virgin teenage boy, Shaen's staying power would most likely not last long, that the feelings would be so overwhelming for the boy that he's would most likely cum fairly soon, despite having drained his tender young balls a few hours earlier. I took more of him into my mouth, actually realizing just how big a boy he really was. I've been sucking cock for some time and I've had my share of big ones and this boy would rank right up there in the memorable cock archives. I managed about three inches of his shaft along with the swollen head before backing off, exerting pressure with my lips on the ridge of the head as I retreated and keeping that pressure up as I moved back down, taking him back into my warm mouth. As before, Shaen's hands were in my hair, absently rubbing my head as I sucked him. As I predicted in my own mind, Shaen body couldn't contain the intensity of the feelings and a long groan came from deep in his throat. It was accompanied by the inevitable thickening of his shaft and more swelling of his cock head and followed by three hundred million sperm cells invading my mouth in search of an egg that they would never find. His cock pulsed a good five times, each one pumping fresh warm boy sperm into my mouth. I had stopped sucking and only stroked, milking him, encouraging the release of every drop of boy sperm his body had to offer. Things finally died down, except for his rapid breathing of course. I took my mouth from his still hard appendage and sat down on the concrete, my hand still on his thigh and absently playing with his balls. "That tickles," he giggled as he closed his thighs on my hand causing me to slip it out and simply drape across his legs. He looked at me, eyes still half closed and said, "That was too much, that was so intense I can't believe it. I felt my nipple when I came and you're right, it got stiff like when it's cold. And you're right about how good it feels being sucked on, oh man I would never have thought that would feel like that." "I'm glad you enjoyed it Shaen. As I said, your body is full of surprises and sometimes you find em on your own but often it takes having someone willing to tell you about it or better yet, show you." The buzzer on the dryer went off, breaking the spell of the moment. "Gosh it's late I should get home," the boy said, swinging his legs around and facing me for a moment, his sausage not almost totally flaccid. He stood up, the magnificent cock almost in my face, that instant not lost on Shaen or myself, as he stayed there for a very brief instant. I had the feeling that if had taken it in my mouth again or asked him to stay he would have but the moment was lost and he stepped around me. I stood and followed him to the dryer, pulled out all the clothes and watched as he dressed, my own cock slowly softening but still at half-mast. Shaen noticed that as he pulled his underwear on and said, "Gosh D, I feel sort of guilty leaving you like that," pointing to my half hard cock. I told him that it was okay, it wouldn't be the first or the last time that I didn't get off even though another person did. He smiled and said, "That makes feel even worse." I told him I understood although his smile indicated that he didn't feel too awfully bad. He admitted that was true but that he also didn't know just what to do. "I mean, would I just watch you jack off like last time? I don't know how to do anything else. I suppose I could jerk you off, I don't know about suckin though." I stopped him. "Don't – worry – about it. It's okay; honest. I'm glad that you feel comfortable enough with me to allow this much to happen, and I didn't do it expecting anything in return but for you to enjoy it." "Okay," he said and headed for the door through the garage but before going through it he stopped and said, "Maybe next time. Maybe next time I won't have to be in a hurry and maybe I'll be able to do something for you." He smiled and went through the door, leaving me with a cock that was rapidly returning to full on hard as I rummaged back through his words. "He was already thinking about a next time," I thought to myself as I absently stroked my hard cock. I went into my room, grabbed the lube and returned to the chaise lounge at poolside. I got comfy and slowly stroked my slathered up dick, replaying the evening's last event, thought about how the boys thick cock felt in my mouth, his heavy balls in my hand and then his sperming. My brain vividly recalled how he felt, how he tasted, the warmth of him. And I thought about next time which took me over the edge and I came, hard and fast, hips thrust into the air, the first shot of cum flying over my shoulder and onto the back of the lounge chair. Fuck, I could hardly wait.