Date: Tue, 8 Dec 2020 22:03:32 +0100 From: JB We Subject: Having a bath Keep Nifty going - Donate! You can do itdrop me a line if you enjoyed the story. Jj2000@gmx.co.uk Catch me on Twitter and Kik! Send your ruined orgasms my way! Paul was a middle aged man, who was slightly overweight, losing a bit of hair and had a happy married life. His best friend and now wife were together for over 20 years and were happily married. They had two children, a daughter who had just left for university and a son, whom was 17 years old. Conner was a bright, caring and not bad looking boy, who at the age of 17 was in the middle of exams and life. Paul was proud of his son and cared deeply for him. Conner had a best friend, almost a brother to him called Dean. Dean was black, almost muscular and very good looking without being arrogant about it. He had a charm which followed him where ever they went. Dean and Conner we best friends and had known each other since 5 years old, they were as thick as thieves and did almost everything together. It was not uncommon for Dean to come over to Conner house and stay with his family as much as it was the other way round. Which leads us to this story. Deans parents had family overseas in the states, an aunt who had recently passed. She had left everything in her will to Deans parents who had to go over to the states to sort out her house and everything that came with it. Dean was 17 and able to be left on his own, although Paul and his wife Alison were asked to keep an eye out for him. It was discussed that weekends should be spent at Conners house and Dean should only go to his own home if he required anything which he did not have at Conners. Basically Dean came to live with Paul and Alison. About half a week since Deans parents had left for the States, Dean was out skating with Conner in the skate park and fell over. He was taken to the nearest hospital and Paul and Alison were phoned to come in and check on him. Dean had broken both wrists, shattered a thumb on his left hand and broken three fingers on his right hand. He was in a really bad state. After the accident happened Dean was bandaged up and discharged into the care of Paul and Alison, and with Conners help they had Dean brought back to the house. They prepped Deans room and got him as much things they could find to make life easier and Dean was very thankful for the help. He was finding everything difficult. A day later Paul headed into Deans room and asked "How are your doing, do you need help with anything?" Dean had spent the last day struggling with everything and then noticed he didn't smell very good. He needed to shower and hadn't thought about this, but knew that he had not bathed since his accident, he answered "Hi Paul, thanks I'll manage, I think". "OK well if you need my help, please let me know, we are both men, it's no problem." Paul ducked his head back out from around the door. Deans face reddened slightly, and he started to feel very embarrassed about the situation. He could hardly use his fingers let alone wash himself thoroughly. He knew he needed help, but didn't want to admit it. He had three option, he could ask Conner to help, they had seen each other naked before at school, but this was totally different. Conner would be touching him in inappropriate places and he wouldn't be able to look at his friend again. He could ask Alison, Conner Mum, but that would be really strange, what happened if he got a boner. That would be too embarrassing and he couldn't bare that. The only option would be to let Paul do it. But that would be another man touching him places not one is supposed to touch you unless it was for a good reason. ----------- Paul had finished his jobs around the house, Alison was at work and Conner at school, Dean was still upstairs and he wanted to make sure he didn't need a drink or anything before he went to do the weekly shopping. He popped his head round the door "Do you need anything before i head out" Paul saw that Dean looked a little nervous. "Paul, look.... I'm, I'm thinking, well, i just think, I'm not sure how to say this". Dean was looking very nervous "What is is, what do you need" Paul asked "I just think i need help in the shower, i think if you don't mind, could you like, you know, help me?" Dean stared at the floor. "Of course, i can" Paul said, but then also began to get nervous. Paul had always admired Dean for his physique and had been quite fond of the boy. Although Paul had a wife he also had an interest in the same sex and a couple of times at university had jerked off a few friends, and once even gone down on them. But this was different, Dean was very young, he was very handsome and was in real need of help. Paul helped Dean to his feet and then helped him to the shower room. Paul suggested rather than a shower, that Dean could soak in the bath and then Paul would come up and help him after a soak. Dean agreed. Paul ran the bath, and then once ready, helped Dean out of his clothing, being careful not to stare at this hunk of a boy standing in front of him. Dean had the most well defined shoulders and pecs he's seen on someone his age. He had very little hair, except a lovely little trail of black hair running from his belly button to his groin. As Dean was getting out of his clothing Paul saw his beutifiul bubble butt and his lightly haired muscular legs. Paul then caught sight of Deans penis, it was flaccid, plump and poked out a little, and he was cut. This surprised Dean as cut penises are quite uncommon in the UK. Dean's dark black skin was even more dark down the shaft of his penis, but his cut tip was redder and oozing liquid. Was that precum? Thought Paul. Paul helped the embarrassed Dean into the bath and then promptly left to do something else whilst Dean sat in the bath. Twenty minutes later Paul came back and asked if Dean was ready. Dean meekly said yes. Paul started with soaping up Deans back and shoulders, then moved onto his chest, and was surprised at the hair that was there. Deans dark skin was hiding a lot of hair. Slowly Paul had reached as far as he could before helping Dean stand. Paul was sure that Dean cock had grown a bit bigger. Before it was around 3-4 inches in length flaccid, now it was poking out more and a big vein down the middle of his shaft was bigger. Paul continued soaping up his belly, then the top of his legs, his shins, top of feet and then over to the back, climbing up towards his ass. His ass felt solid and strong. He didn't go near his hole, although he wanted to. Paul was sure that Deans cock was enlarging. "OK Dean, I'm just going to wash your bits" Paul tried to sound calm. Dean face flushed even more. Paul place his hands onto Deans legs and then moved to the groin soaping up Dean cock and balls trying to be as efficient as possible. Deans cock erupted into the most curved erection Paul had ever seen and grew to around 6.5 inches. "I'm really sorry," exclaimed Dean "Nothing to be ashamed of, we all get them" Paul tried to play it down. He finished touching Deans cock and then moved to Deans asshole. As Paul was soaping up Deans hole he saw him flinch and then quiver, and Paul massaged his hole a little more vigorously. Just then Dean shouted "NO, No no no no no no!!!!" And Paul looked just as Dean erupted rope after rope of thick cum. The force out of Deans cock shot cum all over the bathroom. "Oh my god, I'm so so sorry". Dean was heavily breathing. Paul didn't realise was that as Dean was cumming he pushed into Paul finger that slid into his hole and was now still inside of Deans ass. Paul quickly pulled fish fingers out and Dean flinched again. Both of them quickly finished washing and then dried off and got Dean back into clothing. They didn't mention what had happened. But Paul was definitely looking forward to the next time he had to wash Dean.