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I wrote the original story "Field Trip Shower" last year and didn't intend to add to it, but I do have an addition.Let me know what you think, where it gets you going, etc. rosecoloredglasses78@gmail.com
This part of the story picks up where the last one left off, only this part is told from Mr. Reynold's point of view.
I smeared some cum from Mark's chest and looked down at his little dick. It was cute and dripping. I'd caught the last few moments of the group's escapade so I knew the cum could be anyone's. I put my finger to his pubes and added it to the sticky mess already on my fingers.
Mark paused beside me as I said, "Glad you boys took care of the important things first." I put a hand on Mark's shoulder and ushered him beside me. I took the hand with their cum on it and spanked his right butt cheek...hard. Well hard enough to let him know I was in charge. Also hard enough to make him really appreciate the soft rub of my hand on his hiney for a few moments. He looked at me as I said, "let me know if you need someone to wash your back...dinner's in an hour. "
Mark looked down at the boner in my khakis and said, " I think I would like that." It was hard to say if he was referencing the dinner, the back scrub or my erection, but either way I followed him into the bathroom where I had already started the shower. His pale white butt was half red where I had popped him, and some of the cum from my hand was shining off it as it bounced with each step.
"I can help everybody else one at a time, but Mark first," I said to the room as I shut the bathroom door with Mark and I inside. Mark had enough of what you might call "baby fat" to turn me on. He had a bit of a tummy and his butt was round. When he was clothed you wouldn't guess it, but when he moved his butt jiggled just enough. His was the kind of body that would likely lose the jiggly bits as he got to college, worked out, and toned up. For now, though the pudginess was perfect for me, but he was probably self conscious of it.
As I shut the door, our eyes connected in the mirror. I walked behind him and stopped short of actually getting too close. I looked down at his milky, round butt and reached out to it. I rubbed my hand over both orbs and moved a finger up and down his crack a few times. His ass had a bit of peach fuzz and more hair in the center than anywhere else. He shivered and nodded his head as I ran my finger up and down and asked, "Is this okay?"
Still fully dressed myself, I got on my knees and was facing his 17 year old ass. I playfully bounced his cheeks around a bit. I kissed each cheek and blew some air on his fuzzy crack. He giggled. "Spread them for me," I said in an almost hiss.
"Huh?" was Mark's reply.
"Spread your butt open for me with your hands," I said as I reached for each of his hands and planted them on either side of his ass. He complied with my request and spread himself open. His hole was pink, tight, and had a few black hairs around it. I reached for it and plucked one hair out of the way to make room for my tongue. He tensed up. I licked at his hole but didn't really push my tongue in. I put my nose to his hole and took in the smell of teenage ass and all of the sweetness and nastiness there. I heard him whimper from above me. "You like that?" I asked while inhaling the boy's aroma.
"Yes." Was his singular response. Staying on my knees I used my hands and spun him around slowly so I was face to face with his dick. He covered himself with his hands, embarrassed I guess. I looked up at him with a questioning look and he responded, "It's kind of small."
"I just had my tongue in your ass young man, there's nothing to be embarrassed about," I said pretty lovingly. As he removed his hands I kissed each thigh and then his dick head. At two inches soft, it did seem small for a 17 year old, but I imagined that when he lost his tummy and shaved some of his heavy pubes it would seem larger. As I kissed his boyhood it did start to grow. I took him into my mouth briefly as he grew, then continued to kiss and softly lick his balls, thighs, and shaft. I took in the smell by pushing my nose right into his pubes and sweaty crotch. I could smell his sweat, piss, and the jizz of the other boys. I lifted his sack and again buried my nose there too. Musky, dirty, and a little sweet boy all combined into one. I probably grunted with excitement.
Once I was sure he was fully aroused at about 4.5 inches I stood up. "It's time for you to get in the shower and get cleaned up. You smell awful." I winked as I put my hand on his butt and rubbed. I lifted one of his arms and buried my face in the sparse hair in his armpit. I was surprised at how many pubes he had, how fuzzy that butt crack was, but how little hair he had under his arms. I took in the scent of deodorant and boy. "Like I said, I'll be happy to wash your back, but I don't want to get my clothes wet." The room was steamy and the mirror was fogged up from the shower running. I looked down at my belt buckle and back up at Mark hoping he would get the clue. He did.
He reached to my waist and untucked my shirt then pulled it over my head. I was wearing a t-shirt underneath and I pulled that off as he got on his knees. He reached up and unbuckled my brown leather belt making as much contact with my erection as he could. He unbuttoned my khakis and let them fall to the floor. I was wearing a pair of Ralph Lauren, white, Y fronts.
"You wear tighty whities, too Mr. Johnson?" Mark said as he helped me step out of my khakis and took off my socks.
"Always briefs, but not always white." I responded as he finished.
"Me too," he said as he looked up at me. The fullness of my briefs was the only thing that interrupted his gaze into my eyes. We stayed like that for a moment and then he reached up to the waistband. Before he could tug at it I quickly put my hands at the back of his head and forced his face into the white fabric covering my erection. He didn't fight it and as I said, "Breathe it in," he inhaled deeply. I took my hand away from his head and he stayed there breathing in a few times.
"Now?" he asked, looking up at me with his hands placed on the waistband again. I nodded and he pulled my underwear down slowly. My hairy dick escaped and stood straight out a little more than 8.5 inches. Mark's eyes were wide and as I looked down I swear I saw his little dick twitch. Mark swallowed and leaned in to blow me, but I stopped him.
"Stick your tongue out," I commanded. He did. He was surprised as I took hold of my dick and slapped my cut dick head on his tongue. I proceeded to slap his cheek and face with my dick several times. "Play with yourself," was my second command and his hand went immediately to his dick and started to jack himself off. "You want this?" I asked as I moved my dick around the inside of his cheek holding his mouth open with one hand.
"Yes." he said when he had a moment.
"It's bigger than those boys out there," I said, pulling back one last time before he lapped it up.
He put his mouth around it, bobbed a few times and said, "and thicker," and went right back to blowing me. He was doing a pretty good job for a novice. He moved his hands up to hold on to my dick as we went up and down, mostly concentrating on the first half. "I didn't tell you to stop playing with yourself," I said and moved his hands from my dick. "I'll hold this," I said, holding on to my own shaft. "Look up at me, I'm going to give you a little more. Just open up right here," I suggested putting a hand at his throat."
Mark complied and looked up, silently telling me with eyes to go slow. I did. "You're doing great, just keep looking up here, open up all the way back there. You're beautiful with a heavy dick in your mouth. Gorgeous even. Did you know that? With this dick in your throat you are gorgeous. "
His eyes were tearing up and I knew I had him. I felt and heard him grunt a couple of times and looked at the floor. He had jizzed again. Oh to be young and able to cum so many times in an hour. I pulled my dick from his mouth before I came.
"Sorry," he mumbled, looking at the cum on the floor and on his hand.
"Don't be sorry, you're perfect," I said as I pulled him up to eye level. I pulled him close to me and kissed him, letting our tongues wrestle each other. My hard dick pressed against his softening one. Our pubes tickled each other. I put my hands to his butt and kneaded his cheeks for a few moments.
I heard something at the door and opened it. It was Giovanni, naked with a hard on. I invited him in as I said, "Mark you hop in." I pulled the shower curtain back and Mark stepped into the shower. Gio, I'll wash you up next, but first clean the floor. I pointed to Mark's cum on the floor and Gio reached for a wash cloth from the towel rack at the same time I did. I pulled him close to me and whispered in his ear, "I want you to lick it up."
He got to the floor, looked up at me, looked back at the cum and went right to it. I made eye contact with Mark and we knowingly agreed that Gio was a cum lover. "Give us a show Gio, while I get Marky boy all clean." I leaned over and sort of spun him around so Mark and I were looking at his turned up ass as he lapped the cum from the floor. Gio was a hairy fucker for 16. His olive ass opened to a hairy pink hole. Before turning my attention to Mark, I stuck my middle finger right in Gio's hole. I moved it in and out a few times and pulled out a semi nasty finger. I mean you can imagine. I showed it to Mark before shoving that same finger right in his ass. "Gotta get you boys nice and clean before dinner, so we can play together afterwards." Mark groaned as I used that dirty finger to find just what I was looking for in his inexperienced asshole.
I climbed fully into the shower and removed my finger. I pulled Mark back to me and rested his back on my chest. My boner messaged his crack and I moved around a little, still not wanting to blow my load yet. I soaped up a washcloth and started to clean one of my young protégées.
"I thought you were going to wash my back," Mark said as I ran my hands and a wash cloth across his hard nipples, under his arms, and eventually down to his hairy balls. I nibbled on his ear as I put some soap on my own chest and pulled him in closer, letting the suds cover us both.
"How long until dinner?" I called into the other room.