Date: Sat, 20 Jun 2020 18:44:36 -0400 From: Daniel1989a . Subject: The Perfect Tan-Part 3 The Perfect Tan-Part 3 This story is 100% fiction. This will be a multi-part story that explores a teen boy's quest for pleasure and the perfect tan. There will be sex acts between the teen male and adult males, so if this type of thing offends you, please stop reading and go elsewhere. Please consider donating to the nifty archive to keep this great site going.http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I stood staring at the sign on the door of the office Nancy worked in, closed for 2 weeks due to renovations, and realized that Dr. Kerns had made up his mind about how my exam would go while I was in the waiting room. I was impressed by how cleverly he had used my anxiety of having her in the exam room against me. What I really wanted now more than anything was to take a shower, my body was sticky with the residue of my cum and I could smell it as well. It would take too long to pedal home and then back, and I had promised to go to Steadman's, so I ducked into the public washroom at the other end of the hall. The building was still empty as far as I could tell, so once inside I pulled my t-shirt off and then used my hands to cup enough water from the sink, to wash my face and torso. The soap from the dispenser was not too bad so I soaped up and then rinsed off again, then stuck my head under the tap and rinsed the cum out of my hair. I quickly checked the hall to make sure no one was around, then pulled my jeans off, and even though there was not much residue, I rinsed, soaped, and then rinsed my legs and groin. I used the paper towels to dry myself, then pulled my jeans back on. My t-shirt really smelled of cum, so I soaked it under the tap, wrung it out and after combing my hair with my fingers, I walked out into the hallway, carrying my t-shirt. Outside I unlocked my bike, got on and pedaled the few blocks to Steadman's, found a place to store my bike, and stood to stare at the store. It was large and I had never been inside before, the swim gear they sold was very expensive. I hung my t-shirt on my bike seat to let it dry and walked to the display window. There were several mannequins, both male and female, adorned with multiple types of swimwear, sunglasses, hats, and other gear. I spied a pair of really nice flip flops and thought they would be great for saving my feet from the hot sand at the beach. I crouched down a bit, trying to see the price tag when I heard, "See anything you like?" I stood up quickly, startled, and saw a tall man who I guessed was in his fifties looking at me. "I was just looking at the flip flops, Sir." "I think you'd get a better look if you went inside." He had dark hair with some grey in it and I saw he was wearing a very expensive suit and his tie even had a tie clip on it. He was smiling at me as I said, "I'm pretty sure they're not open yet." "I can fix that quick enough, I'm Mr. Dean, I own Steadman's. You must be Albert, right?." I was a little surprised that he knew my name, but as he offered his hand, I shook it and said, "Yes Sir." His eyes left mine as he took in my naked torso he said, "My goodness, Dr. Kerns was right, you are quite beautiful." I felt my cheeks getting a bit red as I shifted my weight awkwardly from one foot to another. His eyes met mine again, "Follow me, Albert, let's go inside." I had told Dr. Kerns I would let him help me, so I said, "Okay, I'll just grab my t-shirt first." "No need for that Albert, your t-shirt will be safe where it is." I looked at my t-shirt, hanging from the seat of my bike, and then followed Mr. Dean to the door and watched him unlock it and deactivate the alarm. I noticed the sign on the door and saw that it didn't open for another 2 hours as I watched Mr. Dean close the door behind us and lock it. The store was very clean and much bigger than it looked from outside and the air conditioning was set at a great temperature, cold but not too cold. "This way, Albert." As I followed him towards the back of the store he said, "So, you like those flip flops from the display window, they are very popular right now." "Yes Sir, but there is no way I could afford anything from here." At the back of the store there were a few changing rooms and some chairs and after telling me to, I sat in one of them. He pulled a smaller stool in front of my chair and without asking he grabbed my right foot and began undoing the lace. "Wait, what are you doing?" His eyes met mine, they were not angry, his expression showed he was extremely confident, and when he spoke his voice was firm, but again, not angry. "I'm taking your shoe off Albert, and when I'm finished I'm going to take your sock off and then do the same to your other foot." He didn't wait for a reply, he had the lace undone and pulled my shoe off, then to my surprise he tossed it into a garbage can by the change room. "Hey, my shoe, you can't do that. What will I wear home?" His eyes met mine again, the same look of confidence like he did not have a care in the world. "Albert, I believe you agreed to let me find something more suitable for you to wear, right?" "Yes Sir, I did." "Your shoes are old and dirty, they belong in the garbage." He was now staring at my naked torso and I could tell he was enjoying it, and suddenly I realized I was in a locked store with a complete stranger. His eyes never left my torso as he pulled off my sock and tossed it into the garbage can, a minute later he had done the same with my other shoe and sock. My naked feet were now resting on his lap and as his hands softly caressed them, I could feel a bulge forming in the front of his pants. "Your feet are quite exquisite Albert, so smooth." His fingers traced up the soles of both my feet, sending a shiver through my body as the bulge in his pants pressed harder against my feet. "And quite sensitive too." He caressed my feet for another minute then stood and said, "I'll find some appropriate swimwear for you to try on." I watched him walk towards the front of the store and for a moment I considered getting up and leaving, but he returned carrying some clothes. He handed me a pair of shorts that were a little smaller than the shorts I usually wore and said, "Go try these on." I grabbed them and walked into the first changeroom and as I closed the door, the lights came on. I was startled at first, there were mirrors on all four walls and I could see myself from every angle. I saw the shorts were a very expensive brand and called out, "I can't afford these Sir." "Try them on Albert, I don't have all day." I pulled my jeans off and then looked at myself in the mirrors, I could see everything including my ass as I pulled the shorts on. They fit, a little tight but they looked great, and as I checked myself from every angle I imagined it was the men at the beach watching me and felt my cock start to harden. I tried to get the image of the men and the beach out of y head as I pulled them off and put my jeans back on and walked out of the change room. "Why are you still wearing those jeans, Albert? Go back in, put the shorts on, and let me see." His voice was firm, he sounded like he usually got what he wanted so I went back in and put the shorts on again. My cock was not hard enough to show too much as I walked out, my hands covering it just in case. Mr. Dean smiled and said, "Now, that is much better. Your legs are much too beautiful to cover up with jeans Albert." My face flushed a bit as he stared at me, then he said, "Turn around, let me see the back." As I did I heard him take in a deep breath and say, "Perfect fit, they really show off your butt." His attention to my body was having the effect of making y cock a bit harder and I had to admit, I loved the way the shorts looked and felt. I really wanted to keep them, but without money, it only left one thing, see if I could persuade him to give them to me. His eyes had been taking in my torso, he had loved holding my feet and had complimented my legs and ass, so I decided to give him a bit of a show. I reached back and ran my hand over my ass cheeks and said, "Do you really think so?" "Walk around a bit, lets make sure." I did as he said, I took five or six steps away from him, then turned and walked back until I was standing right in front of him, then I turned, my ass now only inches away from his face and let him get a good long look. His breathing was getting heavier so I bent forward and scratched just below my right knee. As I did the shorts tightened in the back and I knew my ass would be even more defined. I heard him make a low sound, then heard, "Perfection, absolute perfection. These will be doing˙the job." He was making that low noise again so I turned my head enough to look at him and saw that his eyes were staring at my butt and his hands were as close to it as possible without actually touching it. He was moving his hands around, clearly pretending he was touching me and tracing the contours of my butt cheeks. He cleared his throat and said, "These will work for everyday things like shopping, biking, your usual routine, now something for you to wear once you are at the beach." I stood up straight, I had thought the shorts were it, they were already quite revealing, but he said, "Take these Albert and go try them on." I turned to my side and heard him gasp, then he handed me something that was a bright yellow. I took it and went into the change room, as the door closed I heard, "Bring those nasty jeans out when you're ready." I looked at the yellow thing and saw it was not only a speedo but a very expensive one. I let the shorts drop to the floor and seeing myself in the mirror-like that made my cock started to harden again. I stepped into the speedo and pulled it up to my legs, then had to wiggle around to get it over my hips. Once it was on I saw that in the back the top of my butt mounds showed slightly and that the front was cut even lower, the material just barely covered the base of my shaft. It was cut so low that anyone looking would clearly see that I was smooth to that point, there was no way anyone would not notice. To make it worse the bright yellow color would attract attention, although it did look good against my tanned skin. As I looked at myself my cock hardened just a bit more and as it did, it pushed the front of the speedo down so now the base of my cock was showing. I tried adjusting it to the side and saw that it would easily pop up through the waistband. I felt around looking for some kind of a drawstring, but there wasn't one, it looked like they were made to make it impossible to cover up an erection. "I don't have all day Albert." I grabbed my jeans and held them in front of me as I walked out then Mr. Dean said, "Drop the jeans in the garbage, you won't be wearing them anymore." "What? My mother bought them, she'll notice them gone." His voice did not get louder, just firmer and the look in his eyes said he was serious, "You won't be wearing them or any kind of long pants anymore." I felt like running, but I did as he said, and as they fell into the garbage can I˙realized that I had no clothes of my own here anymore. "That's better, now let's get a look at them. Walk around a bit." I did as he said, keeping my hands covering the front until he ˙said, "Hands at your sides Albert." I dropped my hands and walked a few steps away from him, then when I turned to face him his eyes opened wider the closer I got to him. "Those were made for your beautiful body Albert, stunning." The way he was staring at me, I felt my cock harden a bit more and the smile on his face showed that he noticed, which made my cock harden even more. I could feel that at least an inch of the base of my shaft was now showing and to make it worse, the back felt like it was being pulled down too. "Turn around Albert." I turned and heard him gasp, "Albert, you have the nicest ass I've ever..... almost seen." I sensed that his hands were getting close to my ass again and when I looked back I was correct, but this time one of his fingers traced over the top of my mounds, the part revealed by the speedo and it sent shivers through my body as I heard, "So tight and firm." It felt so good that I did not move away or say anything and that made him bolder as I felt his hands gently trace my mounds from the top to the bottom and then back up again. As he did, my cock got harder pushing the front of the speedo down more and I knew close to a third of my shaft was now out in the open. His hands grasped my hips on the sides and he gently turned me until I was facing him. "As you can see Albert, it is quite impossible to hide an erection while wearing these." He raised both of his hands and caressed them over my nipples, my moan made him braver as he gently pinched each of them a couple of times and then let his hands slide down over my abdomen. My cock was fully hard at this point, pointing down enough that it had pushed the material down with it and almost half of my shaft was showing. With the index finger of both hands, he traced them over the exposed part of my shaft on both sides a few times, this time my moan was much louder. I felt his fingers move to the side of the speedo and a second later he slid them down my legs to the floor. I instinctively stepped out of them and heard him gasp loudly, then, "Magnificent boy, you are magnificent." One of his hands cupped my balls as the other stroked my shaft a couple of times, pushing my foreskin back in the process. While I was watching I saw his face get closer to my cock and I gasped when his lips kissed the head a few times. There was precum leaking out and he licked it away, then his hands grasped my hips again and turned mine away from him. His hands caressed my butt cheeks, then I felt his mouth kissing them gently for several minutes until he turned me to face him again. His face got closer to my cock again, I watched his mouth open and then saw my erection disappear into his mouth. I let out a very loud moan as his lips pulled back then pushed forward again taking my entire shaft into his mouth. The sensation was so intense that I felt my nipples harden and felt a little unsteady on my feet. His other hand cupped my balls as his tongue lapped around the head of my cock. His hands slid up my chest and again pinched my nipples, then I felt them slide down my back and over my butt cheeks. As his mouth moved up and down my shaft, the pleasure getting more intense each time, his hands caressed my butt cheeks. His mouth started working my cock faster, then he slowed and pulled his mouth free. My cock was so hard it was bouncing up and down, pre-cum flicking off as it did. "Not so fast boy, you cum when I let you cum." He turned me around so my butt was facing him and he again started kissing it, then I felt his tongue sliding up and down my cheeks, a second later his fingertip traced down the outside of my crack. As he slid it back up his finger pushed past the outside a bit, sending a new sensation through my body. He had me face him again and his mouth went back to work as his hands alternated between pinching my nipples and massaging my balls, again stopping before I could ejaculate. His hands reached around and massaged my butt cheeks while my erection bobbed up and down, then a minute later he took it back into his mouth. It felt so good that I knew I was moaning loudly, louder than ever before, but he again stopped, keeping me on the edge and again turned me. This time his hands gently parted my butt cheeks and a second later his tongue ran from the bottom of my crack and up to my hole. This was new to me and \i almost pulled away, but as his tongue ran up and down over my hole, gently poking at it I found myself not wanting it to stop. Without meaning to, I spread my legs a bit and groaned loudly as the very tip of his tongue slid through then back out. "You have the tightest and tastiest hole I've ever experienced boy." His tongue continued to work my hole, relaxing it, driving me wild as his tongue poked at it. It felt so good that I moved my hips back a bit as his tongue pushed at my hole and I wondered what it would feel like if it pushed inside, but before that happened he turned me and his mouth started working my shaft again. His tongue was paying special attention to my cock head, licking around it then he took the entire shaft into him again, but pulling off before I could shoot my load. He watched my cock bounce up and down for a minute a smile on his face his hands caressed my body, especially my nipples which he pinching a bit harder. His mouth took me to the edge of cumming and then stopped for what seemed an eternity, but was probably closer to a few minutes, to the point where I was even hornier than earlier that morning at Dr. Kerns. I felt sweat forming on my chest and my legs felt weak as I cried out, "Let me cum, please, let me cum." But instead, he laughed as he turned me again, his hand spreading my ass cheeks wide as his tongue attacked my hole, first licking it, then trying to force his tongue inside, it felt so good but at the same time, I felt my body clenching down. When I felt his tongue pull back I thought he would turn me again, but instead, his hands started pushing on my back, bending me forward. I put my hands on my knees to steady myself and his tongue again licked up and down over my hole, then began poking at it again. His tongue came close to pushing through, then I felt it retreat and I was again turned and facing him. I stood up, his mouth went to my shaft, his hands reaching around me stroking my ass mounds, then I felt one of his fingers running over my hole. His tongue began swirling around my cock head as I now felt a finger pushing at my hole, but it clenched tight, preventing the finger from entering. "You are really protecting your prize boy, let's give it some more special attention." His hands turned me and as soon as my ass was facing him, they parted my butt cheeks and his tongue went to work again. Running up and down over my hole, then the tip pushing, then his tongue began a twirling motion. I felt pre-cum leaking out of my cock head and reached down to wipe it away and thought I would stroke my cock at the same time, but one of his hands smacked down so hard on my right butt cheek that I actually yelped, then heard, "You will cum when I allow it, put your hands on your head." My hands flew up to my head and a second later his tongue began attacking my hole again, up and down, twirling motion, and then I felt the tip of his tongue slip into me. I groaned loudly as his tongue again twirled around but just inside of me, it was so intense that as I watched my cock, a huge string of pre-cum oozed out and slid towards the floor. His tongue forced it's˙way a bit farther inside of me causing my groans to get louder. My cock was so hard and his tongue causing such intense pleasure that I called out, "Please let me cum, I can't take anymore." His tongue kept pushing inside of my hole making me beg yet again. "Please, I'll do anything, please let me cum." His tongue pulled back and I heard him say, "Yes boy, you will do anything. And now it's time to give you some relief." I expected to feel his tongue again, but instead it was his finger pushing at my hole. My hole clamped down on its own, but his tongue had me so well lubricated that the tip slid in easily. As I moaned his finger pushed farther into me until I felt the rest of his hand brushing against my butt cheeks. A second later he started sliding his finger back and just before it came free he pushed it back into me again. After a few minutes, his finger pulled free and a moment later I felt 2 of his fingers at my hole. This time I clamped down harder, but his tongue had relaxed my opening so much that the tips slid inside. This sensation was almost overwhelming for me and I gasped loudly, then heard, "You're boy pussy was made for this." His two fingers slid a bit further inside then paused and then he pushed them all the way in. After a minute he slowly slid them back but this time he touched something inside of me and my already hard cock got even harder. I felt my nipples get erect and saw pre-cum oozing out of my cock head. I knew I was moaning loudly, but the sensation was so much I couldn't stop. He cleared his voice and said, "That's your prostate boy and from the noise, you're making, it's going to get a lot of attention from now on." His fingers massage my gland a bit more then he said, "Don't you dare cum on the floor boy, catch it in your hands." I put my hands around the head of my cock and a second later, his fingers massaging my prostate gland, I erupted. My legs felt weak and a bit shaky as my entire body shuddered with the force of my orgasm. A minute later, my body calmed he said, "Don't waste that cum boy, clean your hands." I raised them to my mouth and licked them clean, then as he turned me to face him he said, "You will never waste your cum again, no matter what you will swallow every drop, got it?" Although today was the first time I had ever tasted my own cum, the idea thrilled me. "Yes Sir." "And I don't want to see you wearing long pants or underwear, you will wear shorts, I'm going to give you a few pairs. And this speedo is all you wear at the beach from now on, got it?" "Yes Sir." He pulled several pairs of shorts and some t-shirts, all sleeveless, grabbed the speedo and 2 pairs of flip flops, and put them in a bag. He watched me pull on a pair of shorts and the flip flops and escorted me to the door of the shop. "Remember what I've told you, boy, do not waste your cum, no underwear or long pants, and once at the beach the speedo is your only clothing." Before I could respond his hands caressed my shoulders, then down over my chest and nipples, pinching each of them a couple of times. His hands went lower and fondled my abs, then he reached behind and squeezed each of my butt cheeks, as he said, "You are exquisite, breathtaking, but you need to find a place to tan naked." I hope you have enjoyed this chapter. Comments and suggestions are what keep me writing.