Date: Sat, 10 Feb 2024 17:37:09 -0600 From: Chuck Malthor Subject: Boys Soccer, Rain, and Pizza, Chapter 4 This is a work of fiction intended solely for the entertainment of my readers; any resemblance to any real people or places is purely coincidental. This story is the property of the author and is protected by copyright laws. The author retains all rights. No reproductions are allowed without the author's consent. Chapter 4 I looked quickly around the youth's body, seeing his thick black hair, brilliantly dark eyes in that lean face with his wisp of a mustache, and the hint of some pecs under his ugly red and blue pizza company shirt, dark brown lanky arms, and his dark blue jeans that I could tell of his muscled hips and legs. Even though he was obviously anxious standing a few feet away from my naked body, I could tell he was confident with his own body, a masculine stance of his feet on the floor. After seeing my cock, he intentionally was avoiding his eyes to fall down and was focusing on my face. I smiled again, man to man, and his face relaxed a bit. "Well, thanks for coming by, man. I'm Davey and I'll introduce the boys when they come by. And I guess you're off work for the night?" "Yes, Sir, I'm done with work. I didn't have anything happening tonight and I was ..." and his voice faltered a bit ... "uh, I was sorta curious about what kind of games the boys are playing. Uh, my name is Roberto, by the way." "Thanks, Roberto. Well, the boys are in the back right now but will be back really quick. And, no offense, buddy, I can tell you're damp from the rain and I can definitely smell all that pizza on your clothes. Um, the boys were coming back from their soccer game and we were washing their clothes, which started why we were naked but figured that we were having more fun naked together, you know ... boys. So, if you want, I can clean your clothes while we hang out together. You know, just men and boys together, cool?" I could tell that he was not wholly comfortable about the idea but he could himself even smell the odors. "Uh, sure. The boys will be naked, too, right?" "Sure, promise." "Okay, I'm game." And he kicked his Vans off his shoes and then slipped his ankle-length black socks and handed them over to me. I could feel their warmth and damp and I intentionally brought the socks to my nose and smelled, keeping my eyes on his face. I could smell that manly musk and my dick got just a bit harder. Roberto surprisingly grinned a bit, and I was thinking that maybe Roberto has more experience than I assumed. He tore off his company shirt and I saw a lean torso, his dark brown nipples, and a growing abdominal black hair headed to the jeans waistline. He handed his shirt to my hands and I smelled his shirt armpits in front of him with a mixture of meaty and salty adolescent manhood. At that moment, he paused, with two hands on his blue jeans button, taking a breath. "Um, I'm not wearing underwear, so ... yeah." "It's cool. I do commando sometimes. Doesn't matter anyway, since you're about to drop your jeans, Roberto, so drop `em" with a grin. He replied with a grin, unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped himself. I could immediately tell that he had plenty of black pubic hair and as he pulled his jeans off, I saw his manly healthy dark brown uncut dick, pushing itself from the fly as it opened. He looked briefly at my face and saw where my eyes were focusing, and then he returned to pull his jeans off. Left leg, then the right leg, and then he shyly folded his jeans and handed them to me. He intentionally avoided placing his hands nervously over his cock and dropped his hands to his side, trying to be as naked as I was. He looked at his hardening cock and quickly adjusted his foreskin, then back to his side, then looked at my cock. I could literally feel heated throbbing in my cock but now my hands were full of Roberto's clothing. I wanted to break the tension, so I shifted the clothes to my left hand and I placed my right hand on his shoulder and said, "It's all good, Roberto. All friends here. Just relax and enjoy. I'll take the clothes and get them washed right now." I could feel the warmth of his muscular shoulder and wanted to spend more time there. At that moment, I could hear some noise around the hallway and I knew the boys had returned. They had taken much more time to piss so I wondered what they had been doing but I was glad to spend my private time with the new guest. The boys stopped talking when they saw naked Roberto and I intentionally broke the ice. "Boys, this is Roberto and we'll wash his smelly clothes and he'll spend the evening with us, ok? This is Luis on the left and my boy Kenny on the right. Say hi to Roberto." Boy booths said something shyly like, "Hi," but they were more interested in seeing Roberto's naked body. "Uh, Roberto, the boys had been playing soccer tonight and we're celebrating their game. What do you know about soccer?" "Actually, I play center on my team," and I could hear his relaxed response to be part of the conversation and I could see the boys' eyes redirected from the athlete's cock to his face. I said, "Nice, then I want you guys to talk about soccer and maybe Roberto can give some pointers for the boys. But I'm also wondering if you want to get the funk and pizza smell from your body. You can take a quick shower in my room if you'd like. The boys enjoyed a real shower with me earlier and maybe, Roberto, you could ask Luis and Kenny to help with your shower. Interested?" Roberto's eyes got a bit larger and made a small grin in response and when I turned my head to the boys, both smiled to themselves. I knew that this would be easy. "Yeah, everyone wants a shower. Kenny and Luis, take Roberto to my shower and show him how to take a real shower, and I'll start to launder his clothes. Chop, chop, boys, to the shower!" and I placed my hand on Robert's ass with a push towards the boys. The boys started to talk directly to Roberto as the three walked again down the hallway towards my room, and I went to the clothes washer. I changed our clothes to the dryer and started Roberto's clothes. By the time I switched some clothes and got the machines started, and walked back to my room, I could hear that the shower water was already running and I could hear all the boys talking to Roberto and I could hear his lower voice. By the time I walked into the bathroom, I could see through the steam three naked bodies in the shower, Roberto's back to the water with Kenny and Luis in front of him, all four little hands soaping up his belly and cock, fully erect. I could hear Kenny say something about how good it feels when his dad massages his dick and Roberto's face headed downward towards the naked boys below him, left hand on one boy's arm and his right hand on the other boy's hair. Perhaps I was imagining it, but I thought I saw something like a hip thrust from Roberto as the boys massaged his cock. Through the soap, I could see his foreskin barely pulled from his glans, revealing a thick purple smooth head. Unconsciously, I found my right hand fondling my own dick head, feeling some pre-cum, but I was more interested to see Roberto's athletic body, showing every curve of his trim muscle and his black hair around his cock, his balls, and his legs. I took a deep breath, and interrupted this show: "Looks like the boys are helping you keep your cock pretty clean, huh, Roberto? I trained them to do that." The boys started and looked at me, briefly embarrassedly, but when they saw my smile, they smiled too. Roberto, himself, made another kind of smile, one that a man knows, and he instinctively, brought both boys closer to his body, feeling their torsos and shoulders to his legs, showing his hardon in between the boys' cheeks. I could see his dickhead through their heads and almost past their ears and I knew what he felt and I was very sympathetic. I continued, "Did you boys check Roberto's asshole? Was it fully clean?" The boys took a step backward in the water and Kenny said, "No, we didn't get that far." Roberto looked a bit confused, but I said, "When I showered with the boys, I explained that as men we need to really keep our assholes clean and the boys helped me to keep my ass clean. Let them help you clean up. Just turn around." Roberto turned towards the shower head, cleaning the soap from his pubes and cock, and Kenny started with the soap bar and brushed the bar first on Roberto's firm hairless ass cheeks. Luis got involved with his own hands and started pushing the white soap foam into his crack and I could see Roberto stiffen his body, realizing what was happening. "Don't forget, boys, you need to spread those cheeks so you can see his hole." So, all four small hands started to pull apart the resisting ass muscles until they could see the hole, and added more soap all the way to the hole. Roberto's face turned directly to the shower head, taking the warm water directly on his face, his mouth partly open, both of his hands directly on the wall, receiving all this attention on his most intimate orifice. This was new for him and I could see it. But I could tell that he was enjoying it. The boys were also mesmerized, reaching and probing and massaging this warm, apparently purple hole. "How are you doing, Roberto?" as I now consciously stroked my cock to show that I was fully approved. He turned his face towards me, still a bit amazed, then looked at my cock and naturally smiled. He said only one word: "More." The boys heard and I could see that their four hands were writhing together in the soapy crack. Over the noise of the water and trying to keep the boys focused, I said, "Make sure you have plenty of soap, but I want you boys to slowly put a finger in his hole." Kenny was the first to try it. He was already working unconsciously -- all this was more innate and part of boy curiosity. It was all like Tab A in Slot B. His index finger slowly slipped into Roberto's man hole and I could see Roberto's body straighten up and his mouth more open, his neck jerked backward. Kenny knew what a man needed, and he started to thrust his little finger deeper in the hole, then retracted and repeated. "How does that feel, Kenny?" He kept his eyes onto the teen's ass but mumbled something like, "Feels warm." I told Luis, "Keep one hand in his ass but reach over and stroke his cock, too. Can you do that, Luis?" Luis had been more perky than previously and said, "Yeah, I can do that. His dick looks like mine, but bigger," as he reached his hand onto Roberto's thin six inch dark brown cock." "How are you doing Roberto? All good?" He said something first in Spanish that I didn't catch, but then said, "Fucking good, man. I can feel that finger in my ass and it feels good. I can take it more, too." "Luis, put your finger into Roberto's ass hole with Kenny's finger, okay? You can get both of your pointer fingers into his hole. Do it slowly with a lot of soap, okay?" Luis responded and placed his hand opposite of Kenny's finger and now I could see a brown hand next to a white hand deeper into that brown muscular ass and they wrestled their finger closer to the man pussy and as two fingers went into the hole, Roberto made a throaty gasp and I could see his glutes clench automatically. "Relax, Roberto, relax. Let it happen, buddy." He relaxed a bit and the boys returned into their probing and as Roberto took a deep breath, I could see the boys headed deeper into the hole and Roberto said, "Fuck. Fuck, yeah." The boys got into rhythm and were enjoying themselves. Luis continued to stroke Roberto's cock but awkwardly. His attention was fully involved in putting his finger into this other man's body. Me, I'm still outside the shower, both proud of how the boys are involved, and so aroused to see them serving this teenager, and so powerful to control his body by remote. My cock was hard and I was slowly stroking myself with one hand and massaging my chest and nipples with the other. I said, "Roberto, look at me." He made eye contact with me and saw me stroking my cock. He started to thrust his body naturally as the boys penetrated his ass and Luis stroked his cock. His thrusting settled into a rhythm that the boys could respond to and I started to stroke in the same beat. Roberto looked up at my face and I locked his face as I smiled as he smiled and man to man we knew what we felt like. I could see his body thrusting more deeply and his mouth opened and I opened my mouth as I stroked my cock harder. "Boys, keep thrusting your fingers in his ass, okay? Just keep thrusting him. Luis, you can let go of his cock because Roberto needs to take control of his cock right now," and suddenly Roberto naturally reached for his cock and started to stroke in the same beat as I did. The boys' eyes were fixated on the hard ass but us two men were locked our eyes on each other. Roberto mouthed something and I knew he was close and I refocused my own body. I knew what to do. I stood closer to the shower glass, all these bodies separated by inches and water. I shot my man load onto the shower glass and loudly grunted "Unnngh! Unng!" surprising the boys. As they redirected their eyes to me, they saw white cum all over the glass. But simultaneoussly, Roberto shouted, "Fuck!" and he shot his load into the water. One shot. Two shots. Three shots. He was still looking at me as his eyes shut as the fourth shot went down the drain. The boys knew that something had happened and they removed their hands while Roberto reposed himself. Me, I was still panting, looking at the mess I made on the glass door, then at the boys and their big eyes at my red cock. I laughed, "Hey, boys. I made a mess, yeah? It's all good. Roberto and I had to relieve our nuts a bit. How are you doing, Roberto?" He recovered and turned around in the water, his still hard cock close to their bodies, smiled, and said, "Yeah, that felt good, guys. I liked it. Thanks." Luis said, "You masturbated, huh?" and Roberto sheepingly said, "Yeah, kid, and it was awesome. You helped me." "Roberto, how about you clean up, turn off the water, and we'll all get back out. Boys, Roberto brought some breadsticks and I think all of us could use some snacks real quick." The boys walked out of the shower and I used the same towels to dry them. Roberto quickly rinsed his body off and watched me as I took one towel over Luis, his hair and head, his arms and torso, and I intentionally felt up his still hard boy dick. I cupped his balls as I toweled off his butt. Roberto was watching and I knew I was watching. I toweled Luis's dick and slapped his butt as I reached out to my son. Hair, head, arms, torso, but this time I spent more time with my naked hands on my son's butt, finger into his crack with my right, and my left, feeling my son's foreskin, then stroking his dick shaft. I knelt on the floor and I leaned my head into his head and I positioned myself to look downward towards his full erect white pencil-thick dick as I rubbed his boy dickhead and massaged his ass crack. The boy was breathing deeply and I could hear it. I saw his belly inflate and deflate as I massaged his toy. Luis was behind me and watched. Roberto turned off the water and watched me. He reached through the door and got a towel and slowly watched me as I pleasured my son. I breathed onto his neck and I felt the warmth of his thigh against my belly, my still thickened and still sticky cock and I pushed it against my son's naked leg. Everyone was quiet as I started to pant as my fingers rubbed against Kenny's warmed dick and I could feel a "quickening" in his little dick and his hips unconsciously started to jerk. I remember that feeling when I was his age, that feeling of total control all focused deep in the center of the body. I looked into his eyes but his eyes were unfocused, far away from Roberto's now drying body. As I continued to gently rub my boy's dick, I could feel the sudden thrust of his groin into my hand as I heard the lightest whimper somewhere in his throat. "Let it go, son, let it go. I got you. Let it go. It's okay." His breath came to a quick series of pants and I could see his eyes refocus and he returned to the present, my hand still holding onto his penis and my other hand deep in his butt crack. I brought him back and said, "Feel good, huh?" and Kenny looked at me finally and still amazed said, "Yeah, Daddy. That felt good. Can we do it again?" I heard Roberto laugh and I laughed with him. "Sure, buddy. We can do this whenever you want." [To be continued.]