Date: Tue, 2 Aug 2016 11:32:39 +0000 (UTC) From: Tim Smith Subject: Zach's Obsession with Wieners - Chapter 4 Arnie and I worked hard the rest of the morning with Michael, cleaning up all the debris in the back yard. By the time we were done, we were a sweaty, tired mess, and all I wanted to do was sit down and take a rest. Michael had other ideas, however. He said we were all going to take a shower. He said he didn't think Julie would want him going upstairs to his own shower in that dirty, sweaty condition, so he was going to use Arnie's shower. Arnie didn't object. He did look at me and roll his eyes, but he just said, "Whatever, Dad." My little stomach jumped at the thought of maybe seeing Michael and Arnie naked together in the same bathroom. I'd never taken a shower with my dad in the room, and I certainly couldn't understand why Arnie – at age 14 – wouldn't mind if his did. We had long since shed our shirts, so we didn't have a lot on. Julie's car wasn't in the driveway, so I figured she went shopping or something. As soon as we got in the back door, which entered into a utility room where the washer and dryer were, Michael and Arnie started stripping – like they'd done this before. In no time at all they were both standing there completely naked and facing me, Michael saying, "C'mon, Zach, get out of those dirty shorts so Julie can wash them." I just stood there a moment, stunned at their brazenness. Now that they were completely naked and standing next to each other, I was able to compare them. Both were very good looking guys. Michael had a lot more body hair which made him much more "manly." I know that sounds stupid since he was standing next to a 14 year old boy, but that's the only way I could think to describe him. I figured out later than he "manscaped" by trimming his body hair. I never heard the term or realized people gave their bodies haircuts. Arnie's chest had some hair but it was very sparse. Even around his wiener, it was short and just above his tube and up to his belly button. Arnie's wiener didn't have the covering that Michael's did. His looked more like mine. I guess his doctor cut his end off too. His balls were smooth like mine. I guess I took too much time staring at them and they were obviously getting impatient. I didn't want Michael to get mad at me, so I nervously pushed my shorts off and stood there equally dirty and naked, cupping my hairless crotch with my left hand. Michael put all our clothes in the washer, then turned and walked through Julie's kitchen on the way to the main floor bathroom, with Arnie following closely behind. I did likewise and enjoyed watching Arnie's naked bottom move down the hallway as he followed his dad. It was exciting as seeing these two guys walking naked through their house. It was also exciting to be walking through their house naked myself. I'd never done that in my own house because I was almost never alone. Since I was last in line, I uncovered my wiener. It seemed naughty somehow, but I enjoyed it. When we got to the shower, Michael turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, and told us to get in. I didn't move. Even though Michael already knew we showered together, I hesitated like it never happened. Michael got a bit impatient and told me to hurry up so I did, not wanting him to get mad at me. What I didn't expect is that Michael was stepping in the shower right behind me! "Really dad? We'll never all fit!" Arnie whined to his dad. "Do you think Zach should be part of this?" he asked. I could sense Arnie was nervous. But he really didn't have a vote though. Michael just motioned for us to scoot forward so he could get in. It really was a little snug with all three of us in there, but we did it. We rotated to get wet and couldn't help but rub against each other as we moved around. By now my little wiener was sticking straight up with the excitement of the situation. I turned to hide it and watched from the corner as Michael soaped up his teenage son from head to toe with his bare hands. Arnie didn't even seem to mind – in fact he closed his eyes and threw his head back a little, like he was enjoying it. His dad even washed Arnie's hair. By the time Michael was through, Arnie's wiener was just as hard as it had been this morning when I soaped him up. Michael washed Arnie's naked hard-on, balls, and ass, and Arnie just stood there and let him, looking calm and content! Then while Arnie rinsed off, Michael started soaping himself. "Help your little friend." Michael told Arnie. Arnie grabbed the bar of soap and started rubbing my back down to my butt. It felt really good and I just stood there facing away from them both and closed my eyes. I had never been washed so thoroughly in my life – there wasn't a part of my body that Arnie didn't scrub thoroughly with his bare hands. I even felt his soapy fingers on my butthole, and of course all over my wiener and little ball sac. I loved his touch – especially when he soaped me up in that sensitive area on either side of my balls where my legs joined the rest of my body! It tickled, but I loved it. We rotated again to rinse off. I guess Michael washed himself. I kinda hoped Arnie would have washed him. I might have helped. Michael was lean, fit, and hairy in all the right places, and I loved seeing his big naked wiener. By the time we started rinsing, it was pretty fat and hanging. Definitely bigger than when we started. I didn't dare touch it but I wanted to. I felt okay to have a hard on since Arnie did and by this time, I did nothing to hide it. We shifted around and rubbed bodies a few more times to rinse. Nobody seemed to be in any hurry for this to end. Finally, Michael turned off the water. I noticed as we were drying, each of us were still aroused, Arnie and mine pointing to the ceiling and Michael's just puffy and thick. Finally, Michael wrapped his towel around himself and said he'd see us later. Arnie and I just looked at each other and grinned. After we dried ourselves, I thought we'd go to our rooms and get dressed, but Arnie had a different idea. He said with a wink, "Hey, Zach, why don't we stay naked till lunch – wanna play some cards?" So we sat cross-legged on his bedroom carpet playing cards with our bare wieners sticking straight up and our balls on full display to each other. I could hardly concentrate on the cards because all I could think about was that beautiful, sexy Arnie Holt was sitting there completely naked in front of me, knowing but apparently not caring that his younger neighbor boy was looking directly at his hard throbbing wiener. It startled both of us when Michael stuck his head in the door and told us that lunch would be in 10 minutes. I got up and ran naked past Michael through the bathroom to "my" room, where I threw on some clean clothes. Michael managed to slap my butt as I scooted past him. Michael closed the door between the bathroom and Arnie's room, and I could hear them talking while I dressed myself. I wondered if Arnie was in trouble with his dad for playing cards with me in the buff. But somehow I didn't think so – Michael was a pretty cool dad, and I think he would have been more amused than annoyed by our naked behavior. Arnie popped his head into my bedroom. I could see Michael walking down the hall behind him. "No need to get dressed. My mom won't be home for a while. We can eat lunch naked if you want," he said while standing in my doorway naked. "Are you gonna? What about your dad?" I asked. "I will if you do. Dad doesn't care as long as it's just us guys," he answered. "Is he going to get naked again too?" I asked hoping he would. I wanted to see his big wiener again and knew I'd never be able to ask him to just show it to me again. "Nah, I doubt it. But when my mom isn't home he encourages me to let it hang anytime I want. He just suggested it saying he wasn't sure if you'd be comfortable with doing it until he saw that we never got dressed after showering. I told him I'm sure you'd want to do it, so come on, let's go," he encouraged me and put his hand on my butt to scoot me along. His touch felt good. Michael was all smiles when we entered the kitchen without a stitch of clothing. I was soft because I was nervous about Julie coming home. "Welcome to Michael's Lunch Café! Look how handsome you two are. Two perfect boys – almost good enough to eat!" Michael said as we entered the room. "Daaad!" Arnie shot back widening his eyes and propping his head with a "Shut the heck up" look. "Relax, I was just kidding. It's against the law to eat boys in this state. And besides, who would help me in the yard if you weren't around? That firewood behind the shed won't stack itself, right Zach?" he asked, obviously making me think of him sperming on me back there. Of course that made my wiener get hard but it was under the counter so Michael didn't see it. Michael didn't tease us anymore. We ate lunch just like any other day, except we were completely naked sitting on stools at the kitchen counter. I knew this family was different than my own but wasn't really sure if they were the different ones or if my family was just boring and buttoned up. I wondered what would happen later tonight – would I have to go back to sleeping alone again, like I had started out last night before the storm? Or would I be able to sleep naked with Arnie? I knew I'd definitely not be wearing my underwear to bed tonight, no matter where I slept. I was starting to really like being naked here, but my hard little wiener seemed to be craving something more. 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