"Naked House Cleaning"
When I was 16 I went to a private school, because at the public school my grades were horrible and I couldn't concentrate. It was a big soap opera there, no time for studies. I was more concerned with being "popular" than with anything else. What a joke.
Anyway this private school was small, with about 25 kids maximum at any time. There was a 13 year old named Ben who I made friends with right away. He was short, small, and very cute. He had a temper, though, and his smooth babyface would turn bright red when the teachers would tell him what to do sometimes. Ben actually could get real obnoxious.
We both liked heavy metal, though, and soon we were hanging out. Ben's dad was wealthy and pretty much let him run wild. Ben could be out drinking at 2 AM and he would allow it. In fact, one night we were doing that exact thing and all his dad had to say was "Have fun? Don't sleep too late, you have to go to your Grandmother's tomorrow".
The third time I'd spent the weekend there came around, and we we both stumbled in the house at about 2:30 A.M. Ben had a huge waterbed and we both slept there. Honestly, you could fit 5 people in that thing. I was 16 at the time, and was no shrimp(almost 6' and 165 pounds).
Anyway, Ben quickly stripped down to his briefs and plopped into bed, with a wicked beer buzz I might add. I decided to sleep in my clothes. About an hour and a half after we crashed out, I woke up feeling totally hot and claustrophobic. I stripped naked, and went back to sleep. Then I had to take a piss a little later. Instead of even putting my shorts on, I just trekked right down the staris in the nude. I must have been drunk. Ben's dad was in there and was just walking out as I arrived to the bathroom. He saw me totally naked and didn't say a word. I pee'd and went back to bed. I woke up naked, but didn't want Ben to know so I kept under the covers. When he left to go piss, I got dressed. Ben and I hung out all day. We went to the movies, played video games, etc. typical teenage boy stuff. That night we didn't get drunk, instead we stayed in and played Nintendo. The next day (Sunday) something unreal happened.
Ben and I had pancakes for breakfast and sort of made a mess with the syrup. More like BEN made a mess. He left puddles of Aunt Jemima on the floor, along with a few handfuls of crumbs. He spilt some milk on the floor, too. I should have offered to help clean, but I didn't want to look like a square. A half hour later, Ben's dad found the result of his pancake adventure.
"Bennnnnn! Get in here and clean this mess NOW!" he roared.
Ben protested that he would after I went home, but that was a fat chance.
"Now!" his dad exclamed again.
No prob, I thought I'd wait and watch TV while he cleaned. Instead, Ben sood up and took off his shirt. Then his shoes and socks, then his jeans. Underwear clad, I asked what he was doing.
"We do housework a little different around here" he said while rolling his eyes.
With that, he dropped his briefs, stepped out of them, and marched fully nude into the hallway closet where he loaded up a bucket with kitchen clensers, a sponge, and a mop. I was rock-hard by the idea of this. A few minutes passed when I tiptoed over to the hall where I might catch a glimpse. Ben was filling the bucket with hot water. He then went to work, mopping and scrubbing and wiping away all the syrup. In a beautiful naked trance, he scurried from wall to wall. He scrubbed on his hands and knees. He knelt up atop the kitchen counter. He let me watch it all. Ben's dad was now upstairs taking a nap. Neither of us said a word, but I couldn't take it much longer. My dick was throbbing!
"I'm gonna take a shower" I said.
"Sure, go ahead" he mumbled back.
I went in the bathroom and turned the water on. My dick jumped like a cobra out of a basket. It took but several pumps on my shaft for me to burst with hot globs. The whole time I though of Ben, wet and dirty, cleaning the floor in his birthday suit.
To this day, just thinking about this gives me a stiffy.