Date: Sun, 31 Jul 2016 09:34:06 -0500 From: MW Man Subject: Nick - Chapter 4 This work is copyrighted by the author the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission in writing from the author. Personal or private copies are permitted only if they are complete and include the copyright notice. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. This is a story of a man's relationship with his son and his son's friends. It will contain some sexual scenes, but it is not totally about sex. The series of chapters are completely fictional and are the result of the author's fertile imagination. Any resemblance to any real person(s) is purely coincidental. The story contains consensual sexual behavior between young adult males and an older adult male. It depicts unprotected sex and protected sex practices are the way to go if you plan to be around for years to come. If you are underage (below 18) or object to the subject matter, please leave now as the door that let you in will also let you leave. Also, don't forget if this story or series of stories make you quake in your shorts, donate! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Keep this great venue of erotica free and on-line! <><><><><><><> Nick - Chapter 4 It was around two hours later, my eyes opened and looked down and saw a redhead nuzzling up next to me, lightly snoring. With each breath I could feel his unshaven cheek scratch against my nipple. I reached down and moved the hair away from his face to see he was having some content dream. I bent my head down and kissed him on the top of the head. This was enough to wake him up, "Good Morning, Nick." "Yes it has been one already." He said into my chest hair and rubbed his eyes and then hugged onto me. "What do you say that we get up and start moving around?" I said as I was stroking his head. "Did I do well earlier? I have only ever done that with one other man." He said breaking his gaze with me. "Holy hell, you couldn't have done any better!" I said hugging him close. "What other man did you do this with?" I asked. "Well my dad and I used to watch porn together, and we would both jerk off. I could never cum to what he was watching, and I was watching him more than the porn anyway. One night he was getting tired of watching me jerk my cock and not cumming like he did, so he made me blow him. At first I scraped my teeth on it, and gagged, but I finally got better I guess." Nick said without even a care. "I got so used to the taste of cum that I really started liking it, and I even would lick my fingers clean when I jerked off." "So your dad made you blow him? That is kinda weird, don't you think?" I said concerned, and being a chicken-hawk myself right then and there. "It didn't get weird until he and my mom were really drunk one night, and he made me do it in front of her." He said, once again with little if no emotion. I was inwardly freaking out. "Well let's get out of this bed, and get something to eat." I said and moved just enough for him to release my abdomen and untangle his legs from mine. Instantly I felt cold from the void of his hot presence. I got out of bed and walked into the master bath and let out the morning piss. He sat naked on the edge of the bed, watching me. "What are you doing?" I said starting to feel a little pee shy. "I am just watching you, and waiting." He said with a smile and then leaned back on his arms behind his back and just waited, my cock started to grow again looking at the open posture of his body, his cock hanging over his balls sprouting from his red bush, looking up and seeing the hair lead the eyes straight up to his flat stomach, and then the small patch of red hair in between his pecs. " Damn." I said after staring at him and enjoying every inch of him, from his hairy ankles to the freckles sprayed over his chest, his nearly skin color pink nipples and red hair sprouting from his pits. "I have to stop looking at you like this or I am going to be hard all day." "Do you want me to put the shorts back on?" He said sitting up, making his treasure trail turn to four or five wrinkles. He started to get up as he was looking around on the ground for his shorts. "Please don't put on a stitch of clothing on my account, please Nick." I said with a heavy breath before I realized my inner voice grabbed control of my mouth. "Sorry, uhm what I meant to say was this is a naturalist house, Mike runs around naked all the time and I do too." I said as I flushed the toilet and walked towards him, "besides, you are really a sight for me to stare at. I am the one that may have to wear something to contain myself" "You actually think I'm good looking?" He said quizzically, eyes widening, and he pointed at himself. "There is a special gene in every human that allows for red hair, not all people that are redheads have a decent body like yours, nor a huge box like yours." I said pointing to his uncut 7-inch flaccid cock which had a thick foreskin on it making it look like he had no head on his cock that was lying over his pink set of bull balls. "Hell I bed you cum a gallon and shoot it across the room when you cum." I said smiling, his look of embarrassment only made my eyes widen and my jaw drop, I guessed it right, holy shit! "Anyway, you need a shave and a haircut, and probably another shower and mouthwash after this morning." "No mouthwash needed, I like the taste." He said with a downward cast smile, then he felt his chin and cheeks, "I guess I do need a shave, and I am sick and tired of this hair, it keeps getting in my eyes." "Come over here, and shave and then I'll get out the trimmers and take care of ya before you shower. I have to clean the pool and mow the lawn in the back yard, I am not bothering with the front yard since we've had no rain." I said as he got up and sauntered into the bathroom, I wondered if he always saunters like that. "What do I use?" he looked at the bathroom sinks and looked embarrassed. "What do you mean?" I was a little dumbfounded as he stood in besides me as I got the trimmers out from under the sink. His cock was level with my eyes and it naturally jutted out from his body and hung at a long curving arc. "There is shaving cream and razors right there in front of you." "I hate doing this because I always cut the hell out of myself, I started using my dad's old electric razor." "Did you ever learn how to shave?" I said, shocked, but not surprised. "No, dad died as I was starting to grow facial hair, and my hair grows, but I do not have to shave every day." He said turning towards me as I stood, and he was rubbing his chin and throat again. "How about I teach you." I said as I grabbed the $10 a month razor and put in a new refill. "At least you have clear skin, and not zit faced like so many teenagers." I said with a giggle, then we both had a good laugh. I squirted a good amount of gel on my hand and started to apply it generously onto his cheeks and throat. He lifted his chin and let me apply it all around. When I was done he looked like a red-headed santa claus with it. "Get hot water started in the sink before you start, and then not too much pressure with your hand, so that you don't dig the razor into your skin. I will do half, and then you can do the other, how about that?" I said as I moved him close to the sinks edge and stood against his back with the razor in one hand and a palm still full of gel in the other. "I find that if you heat up the blades, they seem to do better, and this one has a rubber thing on it that helps guard your skin." I said as I started on his cheek near his ears, and slowly pulled the razor down and revealed even more skin from under the stubble that was sheared away. "I like your goatee, do you think I can grow one?" He said as I started his soft pale cheek. "Sure, how about I start one for you." I said with a smile. By now being so close to him and feeling his hairy ass cheeks tickling my cock, I was trying everything I could not to get hard. "Now lift your head back, and to the side so that it stretches the skin." I said and without any hesitation he did as ordered. I finished his neck, and left a little area still covered in shaving cream that would be a start of his goatee. Once I finished he looked back down and saw that his skin was smooth, and stubble free, I noticed the number of freckles that now shown with a flair. "You have so many freckles, they cover your face, your neck, your shoulders and continue all the way down to your ankles. That's awesome" I smiled, but looking at him, he frowned. "What's up?" "Mom said that they were a curse from my dad, and if she had the choice she would get rid of them." He said down-trodden. "Your mother isn't here, I am, and I say they are beautiful. So take the razor and do like I did, just do the other side, and do as I say and you won't even have a 'Nick in your skin'" I said with aerial quotes, we enjoyed a good laugh at that. He started with the side and as I was still standing there with my stomach to his back, when he lifted his arm there was a pungent, intoxicating scent that flowed like a flood into my nose. His natural musk was very strong, but it was not 'stink'. I was finding myself getting my nose close to his shoulder to inhale more of it. He must've saw me because he stopped and raised his arm so that it was at a right angle to his chest. When I came back to earth from my scent dream, he was looking at me in the mirror. "Sorry, I must still be a little tired, I was nodding off." "While taking deep smells of me?" He said rolling his eyes. "Sorry, let's continue." I said this time trying to visualize a box of dead kittens or a group of naked nuns so that my cock would not spring to life. He cocked his head to the side and did as I told him, and after he was done, all was left was the cream-pie looking wad of shaving cream around his mouth. "See there you go, nice and easy, and look, not a cut, not a blemish!" "Cool, I wish you were my dad so you could teach me more about this stuff." He said rinsing off the razor, and I felt my heart jump clear out of my chest, through the roof, and beat in the sun. "Well, let's trim you up and then shower time to wash all that off you before we start working." I said as I opened my trimmer set and he looked at all the guards scattered in the plastic box. "It is easy for me to trim my hair as the top doesn't grow as fast as the sides, but how do you want yours done?" "I like your hair, short, can you do a flat-top like my dad always had?" He said with child-like glee. "One flat-top coming up!" I said as I realized that his hair was so long that it may be a shock to him how much I was going to cut off. "You do realize that I am going to cutting like four inches off your head, right?" He nodded and stood there. I ran the trimmers up the back of his head and felt the large wads of red hair flowing down my skin. "Okay, turn around," I said as I started his sides, a mess was forming at our feet. "Alright I need you to stare down so that I can get your bangs and top just right, since you're taller than I am." He ducked his head down and looked at the mess at our feet, and even wiped some hair from my stomach and reached down to get some off my confused cock. "There you go, take a look." I said as he turned around al saw he something that he liked, and then smiled. "Hell, you look even taller now!" I said as I started cleaning off the trimmer. "It feels really weird, but I like it." He said as he looked around and saw the mess of hair on the floor and on the counter. "I need to clean this up, sorry for making such a mess!" he said smile disappearing and fear appearing. "Don't worry about it. We can take care of it later once I am done with the back-yard. Besides, I need to shave and you need to shower." I said stepping beside him and lathering up my neck and cheeks. He stood there and watched me shave in a quarter of the time that he did. As I was finishing, I looked over and watched him just stare at me. "What's the matter?" "I still have shaving cream around my lips and your goatee has enough grey in it that we almost look like twins!" he said and we both laughed so hard I thought I was going to fart. He turned to the shower door and opened it and twisted the handle to a side and the four shower heads came to life quickly. "Holy crap!" he exclaimed looking at the flow of water. "I had it installed, I love it!" I said as he stepped into the steaming spray and closed the clear doors. It took no time for the fogging too clear as the glass got warmed up. I watched as he soaped up his body and realized how to stand so that it wasn't immediately washed off. Watching his soapy hands rub all over his lithe body, I did not notice that my cock woke up and started playing the role of a towel rack. He rinsed and watching the water flow over his rounded shoulders and down his oblique's to his slim hips then down his furry muscular thighs, I was completely horned up. With my shower set up, it takes no time at all to shower and rinse quickly. He reached around and turned off the flow of water and opened the door and reached for the towel and stepped out and to a side so I could get in. I started the shower up and turned it all the way up since I love very hot showers. In no time I was done. When I turned off the water and looked out, he was sitting on the adjacent toilet and staring at me. I opened the shower doors and he handed me a dry towel. "I think you have something wrong with your wall, the towel that I got was hot!" he said a little concerned. "Hot water before it heads into the shower flow through the pipes heating the towels, it is amazing in the winter when it is chilly, plus I have a set of tile heaters under the floor through here and it is awesome to see snow and ice outside, but you are clean and warm." I said as I started drying off in the shower since he was blocking the way without knowing it sitting on the toilet. Once I was done I motioned for him to move and then he realized and got up and moved. I looked at the seat cover of the toilet and saw his perfect wet ass imprint, I could almost pick out the many hairs. I dropped my towel to my legs, finished up, and saw he was looking around where to put his wet towel. "Give it here, putting it back on the rack dries it faster." I said looking at the clean adonis in front of me. "What size shoe do you wear again? Twelve or thirteen?" I said looking at his long slender feet, then I noticed he was a fireball as there was sprigs of red hair on the top of foot. "Thirteen, but I can squeeze into twelves." "I wear thirteens and have crap shoes down in the garage, get into the large drawer on the left and grab a pair of socks and your mesh shorts, I need to get to work before it is too hot, supposed to be 100 today." I said as he followed direction and even grabbed a pair of old socks that were white once upon a time without even thinking leaving behind the cleaner ones. I grabbed a pair as well and a pair of shorts. "Time to get to work, do you want to help?" He nodded greedily, making me smile. "How about sunscreen?" "I do not burn, well I do, but it goes away really quickly." He said "regardless when we get down to the garage I am spraying you down, do you know how to clean a pool?" I said, slipping on a pair of old mesh shorts myself, he shook his head no, "Okay then, you are mowing while I clean the pool." He nodded agreeably. We padded down the hall to the stairs leading to the garage. Opening the door, I reached to the left to a shelf and randomly grabbed a pair of old Reeboks that were once really nice, now covered in mud and muck. He looked at the rack and grabbed a pair of old Nike's and we both plopped down on the floor and put them on. I opened the door and a wave of hot, humid air hit us. I reached for a hat for myself, and offered one to him and he nodded no. Then I told him to turn around in a circle as I sprayed him down with some sun-block. Mid-western sun in the heat of summer can be brutal. After he stood there glistening and waited for it to dry, I sprayed myself. He walked over and got the lawn-mower, checked the gas and pulled it out and stood ready. We went around the side of the house and through the privacy fence to the back yard. "Holy Crap!" he said as he looked around the back yard. "Mike never told me about all this!" "This is my oasis, the fence is just high enough that no one can see in, and the pool is so great on hot days like today." The backyard, was level, and since the house was on the top of the highest hill in the neighborhood, the 7-foot privacy fence only offered a view of other houses roofs and highlighted the deep blue in ground pool and diving board. There was only one tree in the corner, a vibrant purple Japanese maple that was probably thirty years old. "Good time to get to work before it gets too hot!" I said pointing to the grass that ringed the pool deck. Without a word, he pulled the cord, the mower roared to life and off he went. I went about cleaning the pool, and by the time I was done, I looked over and Nick was finishing the last little swatch of grass. He was absolutely shining, literally shining, he was covered head to toe in sweat, me pushed the mower to a last spot, and let it die. "You did know that it was a power mower right?" I said jokingly as I motioned him over to me. "I know, just not used to it." He said as he stopped about two feet in front of me. When he did, the air around him kept moving and his hard work scent invaded every cell in my nose and drew me into a heated deep sigh. "What's the matter?" he said as he looked at the expression on my face. "Absolutely nothing. Now comes the time when we can relax." I said as I grabbed a chair sat down and started taking off my sweat-soaked shoes and socks. He did the same, and as I watched him heel out of his shoes and then peel the sock from his long slender foot, I was in a trance. He did the same for his right foot and this time I stopped him before he peeled back the sock. "Let me." I said as I motioned for him to put his foot on the seat of the char in-between my legs. I felt the foot with both hands and the heat radiating through the wet sock. I slowly peeled back the sock from the base of his dirty furry ankle and pulled it off inside out. There was little wind, so instantly my nose was filled with the smell of his sweaty foot. I looked at it and saw that where the fur ended at his ankle, so did the freckles, and his skin was pale and smooth down to the top of his arch where some sprigs of red hair started to free themselves and spring up. His toes were long and slender, ending in wide nails that were trimmed well. I took his foot in both hands and the heat from it was amazing. I involuntarily started to massage the long piece of scented flesh and bone in my hands, his head fell back and a moan slipped from his lips. Tracing his inner leg with my eyes up to the bulge in his shorts, through the dirt and hair, I watched as his cock twitched. "Like that?" "My feet are very sensitive." He said barely able to keep his eyes open and maintain normal breathing while I massaged. "Good time to cool off." I said as I lifted under his knee and put his foot down on the concrete. I stood, dropped my shorts, and walked over to the pool and just fell in. When I surfaced, he was on the diving board, and made a huge cannon-ball upon entry. We swam around and splashed each other for a bit, and then he swam over to me and this time was got chest to chest with me. He leaned forward and his soft lips encircled by his beginning goatee enveloped mine and his tongue pierced into my mouth, I opened my mouth and accepted his deep kiss. I pulled back and wrapped his ankles around my waist and put his hands on my shoulders. "Wow, what was that for?" "I wanted to do that, I haven't kissed a man before, and I don't like kissing girls." He said smiling at me. "Hold on!" I said as I began to move around the pool with him hanging onto me. We moved to a shaded area on the far side of the pool. "Hop up and sit on the edge." I said and without a second thought or doubt he obeyed. Now he was sitting with the legs slightly open and eye level. I knelt on the ledge that rings our pool and pushed his legs open. His hooded cock still lay there staring at the concrete. I pulled him forward a little and with his feet dangling in the water, I reached up and took his cock in my hand. "Time for payback." I said as I leaned forward and took the tip of his cock in my mouth. While he was still somewhat soft, and growing fast, I squeezed the base of his cock and made the veins in his foreskin and cock stick out. I could feel in my mouth with my tongue where his cockhead was starting to try to escape his now ridged hood. I stuck my tongue under his hood and licked his glans. That's all it took, his cock sprang to life and his foreskin pulled back behind his glans and I slowly started swallowing every inch. I concentrated and relaxed my throat and continued slowly down his shaft until my lips were buried in his reddish clear bush. He let out a long low moan and I could see he was trying to maintain composure as I started pulling his cock out of my mouth in a vacuum. With an audible 'pop' I sucked his foreskin back across his head and looked up at him. "Oh my god, that's amazing feeling." He said as he widened his hands on the sides of his hips to keep a better posture. "I have never felt anything so good!" he exclaimed as I started at the slit in his head poking out. I started to see some clear liquid ooze from that slit and I leaned forward and with both hands took his cock back into my mouth. Sucking down the first 4 inches of his cock and then using one hand to twist, pull, and push, while the other started rubbing his red bull balls. He tried to put his hand on my forehead to gently push me off of his cock but I swallowed more of his hard straight cock. He then tried to grab his cock from my hand and I just sped up the motions I was doing. "I am gonna nut!" he said as he threw his head back, I looked up and saw that his stomach was tightening and an eight-pack formed. Intensifying my movements, I could feel his cock go rock solid and then it happened. The first gush of his hormone laden nut butter was not too bad, even though it was a thick glob. The second, third, fourth, fifth, and all the way until the eighth was battering my tonsils with his thick salty sweet juice. It was after my fifth gulping swallow, and subsequent five more swallows he collapsed on his back on the pool deck, pulling his cock from my mouth. I finished licking my lips and sucking my tongue for every last possible drop of this young man's half-gallon of cum in my mouth, throat, and stomach. "Wow, I wasn't kidding earlier, I have never seen a man cum so much!" he said I felt that I did not need to have lunch now with so much protein and vitamins in my stomach. "I have never had anyone do that to me! Oh my god." He said as he slipped back into the water and wrapped his legs once again around my waist, and smashed his lips to mine and used his tongue to fight mine for any leftover cum. He broke off and laid his cheek on my shoulder as I held him up in the water. "You have never been sucked off like that, or what?" I said, instinctively starting to sway with him wrapped around me and my arms around his back. "No one has ever sucked my dick, they always said I was too big." His eyes were fluttering and he was going limp. "Time to get out of the pool, I always leave a couple towels behind the bar, let's get you dried off and then you look like you could use a nap." I said, he replied with something mumbled. If I was the first to do what I did, maybe this young fire god will enjoy more, but for now I need to get him to a bed so he can nap in peaceful slumber of the spent. <><><><><><> I want to thank all the great comments and emails I have received from the first couple chapters, as you can tell I have listened to them. The stories are going to be longer, and if you have a request of an idea that you would like to see David, Nick, and Mike do, keep sending them. I know I was hard as a rock writing this, and I do hope you were too. Remember that sprayed semen does not work really well with electronics, so be careful reading my stories that you don't ruin a keyboard, phone, tablet or another vulnerable device. Email me anytime, as I respond to all emails that are legitimate. The next chapter has already started and should prove to be great fun. Keep tuned. If you want to be notified when I post a new chapter of Nick, email me and let me know. I have currently outlines for around 15-20 chapters now, and it is up to you to determine what is fantasy, reality, and dreams beyond imagination! Slobbers, MWMan