Date: Tue, 3 Aug 2021 22:02:44 -0400
From: rosecoloredglasses78@gmail.com
Subject: Field Trip Shower Part 2

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The story is completely fictional. If it doesn't meet your community
standards, please don't read.


I wrote the original story "Field Trip Shower" last year and didn't
intend to add to it, but I do have an addition.Let me know what you
think, where it gets you going, etc. rosecoloredglasses78@gmail.com


This part of the story picks up where the last one left off, only this
part is told from Mr. Reynold's point of view.


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I smeared some cum from Mark's chest and looked down at his little dick.
It was cute and dripping. I'd caught the last few moments of the
group's escapade so I knew the cum could be anyone's. I put my finger
to his pubes and added it to the sticky mess already on my fingers.


Mark paused beside me as I said, "Glad you boys took care of the
important things first." I put a hand on Mark's shoulder and ushered him
beside me. I took the hand with their cum on it and spanked his right
butt cheek...hard. Well hard enough to let him know I was in charge. Also
hard enough to make him really appreciate the soft rub of my hand on his
hiney for a few moments. He looked at me as I said,  "let me know if you
need someone to wash your back...dinner's in an hour. "


Mark looked down at the boner in my khakis and said, " I think I would
like that." It was hard to say if he was referencing the dinner, the
back scrub or my erection, but either way I followed him into the
bathroom where I had already started the shower.  His pale white butt was
half red where I had popped him, and some of the cum from my hand was
shining off it as it bounced with each step.


"I can help everybody else one at a time, but Mark first," I said to
the room as I shut the bathroom door with Mark and I inside. Mark had
enough of what you might call "baby fat" to turn me on. He had a bit of
a tummy and his butt was round. When he was clothed you wouldn't guess
it, but when he moved his butt jiggled just enough. His was the kind of
body that would likely lose the jiggly bits as he got to college, worked
out, and toned up. For now, though the pudginess was perfect for me, but
he was probably self conscious of it.


As I shut the door, our eyes connected in the mirror. I walked behind him
and stopped short of actually getting too close. I looked down at his
milky, round butt and reached out to it. I rubbed my hand over both orbs
and moved a finger up and down his crack a few times. His ass had a bit
of peach fuzz and more hair in the center than anywhere else. He shivered
and nodded his head as I ran my finger up and down and asked, "Is this
okay?"


Still fully dressed myself, I got on my knees and was facing his 17 year
old ass. I playfully bounced his cheeks around a bit. I kissed each cheek
and blew some air on his fuzzy crack. He giggled. "Spread them for me,"
I said in an almost hiss.


 "Huh?" was Mark's reply.


"Spread your butt open for me with your hands," I said as I reached for
each of his hands and planted them on either side of his ass. He complied
with my request and spread himself open. His hole was pink, tight, and
had a few black hairs around it. I reached for it and plucked one hair
out of the way to make room for my tongue. He tensed up. I licked at his
hole but didn't really push my tongue in. I put my nose to his hole and
took in the smell of teenage ass and all of the sweetness and nastiness
there. I heard him whimper from above me. "You like that?" I asked
while inhaling the boy's aroma.


"Yes." Was his singular response. Staying on my knees I used my hands
and spun him around slowly so I was face to face with his dick. He
covered himself with his hands, embarrassed I guess. I looked up at him
with a questioning look and he responded, "It's kind of small."


"I just had my tongue in your ass young man, there's nothing to be
embarrassed about," I said pretty lovingly. As he removed his hands I
kissed each thigh and then his dick head. At two inches soft, it did seem
small for a 17 year old, but I imagined that when he lost his tummy and
shaved some of his heavy pubes it would seem larger. As I kissed his
boyhood it did start to grow. I took him into my mouth briefly as he
grew, then continued to kiss and softly lick his balls, thighs, and
shaft. I took in the smell by pushing my nose right into his pubes and
sweaty crotch. I could smell his sweat, piss, and the jizz of the other
boys. I lifted his sack and again buried my nose there too. Musky, dirty,
and a little sweet boy all combined into one. I probably grunted with
excitement.


Once I was sure he was fully aroused at about 4.5 inches I stood up.
"It's time for you to get in the shower and get cleaned up. You smell
awful." I winked as I put my hand on his butt and rubbed. I lifted one
of his arms and buried my face in the sparse hair in his armpit. I was
surprised at how many pubes he had, how fuzzy that butt crack was, but
how little hair he had under his arms. I took in the scent of deodorant
and boy. "Like I said, I'll be happy to wash your back, but I don't
want to get my clothes wet." The room was steamy and the mirror was
fogged up from the shower running. I looked down at my belt buckle and
back up at Mark hoping he would get the clue. He did.


He reached to my waist and untucked my shirt then pulled it over my head.
I was wearing a t-shirt underneath and I pulled that off as he got on his
knees. He reached up and unbuckled my brown leather belt making as much
contact with my erection as he could. He unbuttoned my khakis and let
them fall to the floor. I was wearing a pair of Ralph Lauren, white, Y
fronts.


"You wear tighty whities, too Mr. Johnson?" Mark said as he helped me
step out of my khakis and took off my socks.


"Always briefs, but not always white." I responded as he finished.


"Me too," he said as he looked up at me. The fullness of my briefs was
the only thing that interrupted his gaze into my eyes. We stayed like
that for a moment and then he reached up to the waistband. Before he
could tug at it I quickly put my hands at the back of his head and forced
his face into the white fabric covering my erection. He didn't fight it
and as I said, "Breathe it in," he inhaled deeply. I took my hand away
from his head and he stayed there breathing in a few times.


"Now?" he asked, looking up at me with his hands placed on the
waistband again. I nodded and he pulled my underwear down slowly. My
hairy dick escaped and stood straight out a little more than 8.5 inches.
Mark's eyes were wide and as I looked down I swear I saw his little dick
twitch. Mark swallowed and leaned in to blow me, but I stopped him.


"Stick your tongue out," I commanded. He did. He was surprised as I
took hold of my dick and slapped my cut dick head on his tongue. I
proceeded to slap his cheek and face with my dick several times. "Play
with yourself," was my second command and his hand went immediately to
his dick and started to jack himself off. "You want this?" I asked as I
moved my dick around the inside of his cheek holding his mouth open with
one hand.


"Yes." he said when he had a moment.


"It's bigger than those boys out there," I said, pulling back one last
time before he lapped it up.


He put his mouth around it, bobbed a few times and said, "and thicker,"
and went right back to blowing me. He was doing a pretty good job for a
novice. He moved his hands up to hold on to my dick as we went up and
down, mostly concentrating on the first half. "I didn't tell you to
stop playing with yourself," I said and moved his hands from my dick.
"I'll hold this," I said, holding on to my own shaft. "Look up at me,
I'm going to give you a little more. Just open up right here," I
suggested putting a hand at his throat."


Mark complied and looked up, silently telling me with eyes to go slow. I
did. "You're doing great, just keep looking up here, open up all the
way back there. You're beautiful with a heavy dick in your mouth.
Gorgeous even. Did you know that? With this dick in your throat you are
gorgeous. "

His eyes were tearing up and I knew I had him. I felt and heard him grunt
a couple of times and looked at the floor. He had jizzed again. Oh to be
young and able to cum so many times in an hour. I pulled my dick from his
mouth before I came.


"Sorry," he mumbled, looking at the cum on the floor and on his hand.


"Don't be sorry, you're perfect," I said as I pulled him up to eye
level. I pulled him close to me and kissed him, letting our tongues
wrestle each other. My hard dick pressed against his softening one. Our
pubes tickled each other. I put my hands to his butt and kneaded his
cheeks for a few moments.


I heard something at the door and opened it. It was Giovanni, naked with
a hard on. I invited him in as I said, "Mark you hop in." I pulled the
shower curtain back and Mark stepped into the shower.  Gio, I'll wash
you up next, but first clean the floor. I pointed to Mark's cum on the
floor and Gio reached for a wash cloth from the towel rack at the same
time I did. I pulled him close to me and whispered in his ear, "I want
you to lick it up."


He got to the floor, looked up at me, looked back at the cum and went
right to it. I made eye contact with Mark and we knowingly agreed that
Gio was a cum lover. "Give us a show Gio, while I get Marky boy all
clean." I leaned over and sort of spun him around so Mark and I were
looking at his turned up ass as he lapped the cum from the floor. Gio was
a hairy fucker for 16. His olive ass opened to a hairy pink hole. Before
turning my attention to Mark, I stuck my middle finger right in Gio's
hole. I moved it in and out a few times and pulled out a semi nasty
finger. I mean you can imagine. I showed it to Mark before shoving that
same finger right in his ass. "Gotta get you boys nice and clean before
dinner, so we can play together afterwards." Mark groaned as I used that
dirty finger to find just what I was looking for in his inexperienced
asshole.


I climbed fully into the shower and removed my finger. I pulled Mark back
to me and rested his back on my chest. My boner messaged his crack and I
moved around a little, still not wanting to blow my load yet. I soaped up
a washcloth and started to clean one of my young protégées.


"I thought you were going to wash my back," Mark said as I ran my hands
and a wash cloth across his hard nipples, under his arms, and eventually
down to his hairy balls. I nibbled on his ear as I put some soap on my
own chest and pulled him in closer, letting the suds cover us both.


"How long until dinner?" I called into the other room.