Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2017 18:33:29 -0500
From: Leather Dude <bklynleatherdude@gmail.com>
Subject: Blowing the Babysitter - Part 2

Blowing the Babysitter - Part 2

Many thanks to all of you that sent me notes of feedback and encouragement
on the first installment of this story. This is the mostly true, partially
fictionalized story about discovering how much I like to suck cock and be
fed cum.

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After Andy and I came down for our crazed orgasmic high, we slipped back
into our shorts and headed to the bathroom in the hallway to clean up a
little. Andy wet the hand towel an started wiping me down a little.

"I think your folks might be pissed at me if they came home and we were
both covered in dried cum, don't you think?" Any asked, giggling as he
dabbed the towel here and there, not sure where exactly to wipe.

"Maybe we should just take a shower? I do feel a little sticky from all the
Vaseline and stuff," I said, realizing Andy was right. "But let's use the
one in the basement so we don't wake up my sister."

So I led Andy downstairs, he'd never been in our house before so he didn't
know where anything was. Our house was old and had a set of stairs on the
outside that led from the driveway into the basement and next to it was a
free-standing shower that had a square-walled cement base to keep the water
in, a big concrete double tub sink, but no toilet. I always thought that
was odd, but my dad would just piss into the shower base and run the water
for a second to wash it down, so I did the same pretty often. We just used
that shower when we came in dirty or covered in snow, which wasn't really
that often. Weirder still, it was in the middle of the room with no walls
to separate it from the laundry area, a big storage wall of shelves, the
furnace and other basement stuff.

Anyway, we shucked out of our shorts and tees and I got the water going. It
was a pretty big shower, so I told Andy we could get in together. He took
the lead and grabbed the soap and started lathering around my crotch,
sliding his hands all over my cock and balls, which got me hard again
almost immediately. He handed me the soap and I worked it around on his
cock and balls, too, with similar effect. Andy never stopped stroking my
cock while I washed him, so I kept stroking him, too. We stepped out of the
stream a bit and we're jacking each other slowly when Andy asked me to hand
him the soap and turn around. I did, which meant I had to let go of his
cock. Then Andy started working the soap into my ass crack and swirled his
soapy fingers around my virgin pucker. Once it was good and soapy, he
pulled me up to him with my back to his front and I ended up with his boner
between my legs.

"Now squeeze your legs together and lean back against me - I want to try
something," Andy said.

It quickly dawned on me that sliding his slick cock between my beefy thighs
might feel pretty good, so I did as he asked. As I thought, he started to
move back and forth, his rock hard cock gliding between the flesh of my
inner legs. And because Andy was about 5" taller than me, he was crouched
down slightly to get the angle right, but then straightened to his standing
height gradually so his cock was now basically sandwiched between the puffy
cheeks of my ass, grazing my sensitive hole and poking into my taint.

I really don't know why, but I liked this immediately. I liked the feeling
of his cock sliding back and forth and my butthole was practically shooting
sparks from the brand new sensations I was feeling. I'd never ever thought
about my butthole as remotely sexual. But suddenly, I was beginning to
wonder what it would feel like if Andy would poke his cock into my hole,
getting a little lost in the sensations.

Andy was moaning incoherently as he kept a grip on my waist and sped his
pace fucking my butt cheeks like a champ.

"Oh my god, ah shit. Tommy this feels so good, I'm gonna bust again!" Andy
managed to gasp as his orgasm swept over him and he blew his load against
my twitching hole, dripping down and into the water and on into the drain.

He hugged me tight for a minute while he got this strength back, then
pulled back and spun around saying "You need to try this, Tommy. Just do
what I did."

I was so worked up I wasted no time soaping up his ass and inner
thighs. Since I was shorter, I couldn't quite get the same position as he
had, with his dick down between my checks from above, but I could mange it
in the upward position and started making the same motions Andy had on
me. Except I kept banging into his tight hole on my upstrokes. He didn't
say anything, but sort of gasped and grunted a little when I hit him
there. I was trying not to do that because it was actually interrupting the
smooth, gliding feeling of stroking all the way through his cheeks.

Then Andy changed position a little leaning forward to hold onto the post
that held up the curtain. I'm not sure he realized it, but he basically put
himself into the perfect position for me to slide my throbbing teen cock
right into his hot little pucker. And after a few more upstrokes, I poked
it right in past his outer ring and he arched his back and gasped like he
needed air. But he didn't pull off, instead he stopped moving and reached
his hand back onto my cock to hold it still.

"Wow. Just give me a second. That hurt a little but I want to try it. I
want you to slide it in me and see what it feels like. Put more soap on
there," Andy said.

I was a little confused, but my dick wasn't - it had its head lodged into
the tightest, warmest, wettest place imaginable and I wanted to see what it
felt like now, too. So I reached over for the soap and lathered some more
around my dick and Andy's butthole.

"Now push it slowly, Tommy. And stop if I say stop."

I pushed a little more, then a little more aver the next minute until my
5-incher has burned in Freshman baseball jock ass. I wrapped my arms around
his middle when I bottomed out, content to stay like that for as long as he
wanted.

As it turns out, Andy was really gritting his teeth and trying not to
scream while I was feeling full-on euphoria.

"Please take it out. It hurts really bad. Fuck," came from Andy in a pained
whisper.

I pulled back immediately saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" as
Andy moved under the shower spray massaging his butthole.

"Tommy, that wasn't your fault. I wanted to see what that felt like and now
I know," Andy said laughing a little. "It fucking hurts! But I'm not going
to leave you hanging."

My boner was still raging and Andy reached for it and started to stroke it
for me. He got on his knees in front of me and pulled on my balls with one
hand while he stroked my cock fast and firm with the other. Then he worked
his thumb in circles over my piss slit with the pre that was oozing out and
I just started to shudder and my knees nearly buckled as ropes of cum shot
out hitting Andy right in the mouth and covered his lips and nose.

He turned back to the shower spray and rinsed off and I did after him and
we shut the water off, grabbed towels off the dryer and got ourselves back
together.

Looking at the clock on the wall, Andy started to panic a little "Your
folks could be home anytime now. And I left all those porn mags out in the
living room."

Without another word, we both bolted up the stairs to clean everything
up. It was done in a fast as we just crammed everything back into the
bag. Be he pulled one back out. The one with the cowboy dude and the
massive cock I'd been staring at when this whole thing started and said
"You can keep this one for a while. I've already memorized just about every
page in it anyway."

I thanked him then dashed to my room to stash it under my bed. My very
first dirty magazine. I was thrilled!

On my way back downstairs, I stuck my head in my sister's room and she was
still sound asleep. Returning to Andy in the living room, he was just back
on the couch, hanging out like we'd had the most boring evening. My folks
car pulled into the drive right about then, and I knew Andy was going to be
an awesome cum buddy.

"Looks like they're back," Andy said and I nodded. "But hey, you and I
really are going to hang out more. I'll show you my hangout room above the
garage. My dad built it for me so I could get away from my three
sisters. He's cool - he' know's what's up, if you know what I mean."

"Cool, yeah, I'd love that!" I could barely wait. "Maybe after school
before our parents are home from work?"

"Sure, we could do that. Maybe you could even stay overnight sometime?"

My mom came in, happily buzzed, followed by my dad. Andy got his things to
go, my dad paid him and off he went, giving me his sly wink that I was now
much more familiar with. "See ya soon, Tommy. It was fun hanging out with
you!" he said as he went out the front door.

"Well seems like you two ended up getting along well tonight?" my mom said.

"Yeah, he's pretty cool. He even said I could come over to his house and
hang out and he'd show me some stuff," I said.

TO BE CONTINUED -