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"What," I said, "my body hair?" I looked down my body. I'm not that hairy -- just a little dark hair on my chest and legs, plus of course my pubic hair.
"Skin on skin is much more sensual," he said. "I'd be happy to help."
I thought for a moment. I was already involved with John, for better or for worse, and even if we broke up before the end of the holiday, I figured that my chances of getting together with anyone else could hardly be hurt by my having a smooth Hollywood chest.
"Okay then," I said cheerfully. He took a can of shaving foam and lathered me all over from the neck down, except for my arms.
"Nobody minds arm fuzz," he said, grinning, "except drag queens."
Then we set to work, me shaving my own chest and belly and him shaving the sparse hairs on my back and buttocks, which made me giggle, and my legs. Then when those bits were done, he made me sit on the edge of the bath and he carefully shaved my genitals. When we were done, I felt incredibly cool and smooth as I stood before the mirror and shaved my own face; he sat naked on the edge of the bath watching me, in an intimate, domestic replay of the moment yesterday when he'd first approached me in the public shower.
"So you really liked the sex?" he said. I blushed and smiled.
"Yes," I admitted. "I loved it. I don't think I've ever been that aroused before. And when I came . . . oh god. I thought I was going to faint."
"Interesting," he said. "Most guys aren't that crazy about being on the receiving end. I've known a few who are, but you seem to really take to it."
"I adore it," I said simply. I rinsed my razor and splashed water on my face to wash off the remaining traces of foam.
"Maybe you'd like to help me with something," he said.
"Sure," I said, "what?"
"I've been wondering, he said, and then gave a rather embarrassed laugh, "it's a silly idea, maybe, but for a long time now I've been wondering if it's possible to train someone to be the perfect . . . um . . . receiver, shall we say, of, of . . . cock. That is, I was wondering if it's possible to take someone who likes it and train him to be supremely good at it. There are a lot of techniques I could show you that would afford the maximum pleasure both to you and to whoever's fucking you."
"To be honest," I admitted, heading for the shower, "I seriously doubt that after this holiday, I'm ever going to allow another guy to do to me what you do. I love it when you do it. I don't think I want anyone else to do it."
"That's a shame," he said as I turned on the water and got beneath it, "because I could make it so that you loved it when everyone did it. And that anyone who did it to you loved doing it."
I viewed him curiously, as I stood beneath the water streaming over my shaven, naked body, blinking it out of my eyes, washing myself off, wondering what exactly this man had in mind for me, wondering what exactly I was doing here, I who had always preferred going to bed with girls, preferred women's bodies with their sweet softness and curves and crevices and succulent mysteries to men's bodies with their force and angles and muscles.
I could make it so that you loved it when everyone did it, he'd said. And that anyone who did it to you loved doing it.
He was proposing to make into a completely different kind of sexual virtuoso to the one that I had always aspired to be. Instead of being a master of bringing a girl to orgasm at the exact moment that I myself was having one -- which is something that I'd never been terribly good at, to be honest -- he was suggesting that I become expert in controlling men's orgasms and my own in particular.
It would be a hell of a lifestyle change, I thought.
But after all, it wasn't as if I had to give up women. I just meant that if I ever again met a guy who I felt something for, I could be sure of being able to offer him a good time.
"How long would it take," I asked timidly, "and what would I have to do?"
"A few days," he said, "and you wouldn't have to do much beyond lie back and let me bugger you. A lot."
I laughed and reached for the shampoo.
"Okay," I said, blushing at the thought, but excited and nervous too. "Make me into your perfect toyboy."
- COMMENTS
Michaelfantasiesabout 1 month agoGreat story! An older guy meets a younger, straight guy... Both relaxed about lifestyles. John's suggestions would make ME curious! His kiss would make my knees weak. Despite my nervousness, I'd find myself agreeing to go on a date with him too!
John kept putting Alex at ease, even back at his place, on the couch. I almost came when I read what you wrote about John saying some guys aren't into penetrative sex, as he lowered Alex's underwear. THEN John reveals that HE loves penetrative sex! Alex knew what that meant! John had every intention to fuck Alex. That fuck scene on the couch was hot to read about too. I wish I was Alex, giving my virginity willingly to an older man!
DORTMAN69over 1 year agoTrès belle comme toute les 1 fois avec un homme très âgé !!!! Moi j'aie appris comment donner du plaisir à mon amant 71 ans a bien le sucer et avaler ce fut l'inauguration de ma bouche et qu'elle pouvait servir à autre chose !!!! J'aie maintenant 33 à marié mais je continue à teter depuis un peut plus de 20 ans et pense toujours avec tendresse et amour à ce viel homme !!!! D'ailleurs je ne pompe que de vieux papy et aussi des hommes noirs !!!!!!!
Curious64KCover 1 year agoGreat story. In my youth I never did that but as an older man now I still wish an older sexy man would “break me in”…. I’ll be reading more.
Anonymousover 3 years agoWhen I was 19 years old I was housesitting my aunts condo and I was spend my day working on my tan. One day I conversed with a man named Bob whom I was told was gay by my aunt.We had a pleasant conversation is around noon if I wanted a sandwich and I followed him to his condo. He suggested that we use both of the showers to wash the oil off of us before we sat down for lunch. After I showered I dried off and put my swim trunks back on, but he came out naked with his nice cut 5 inch flaccid cock swinging in front of him. He walked into his bedroom and put on some new swim trunks actually some tight black speedos. He commented that he liked my tan and asked if it was all over I said yes and showed him part of my bare ass. I was bisexual at the time, actually curious, It was still daring on my part. He said he was also town all over and I said yes I have seen him nude. He asked if I liked what I saw and I complimented him on his physique for a man of his age. After we eat lunch and a couple of cranberry juice and vodka we sat and chatted in his living room.He asked me if I was gay curious and I said I was curious and in the military, I have never acted upon it. He said we’re not on base now and even though he was gay he was not out because I was teaching job. He asked me to stand up in front of them as as I did he pulled down my trunks and proceeded to fondle my 19-year-old bubble butt and lick my cock and balls. He asked me to lay down on the couch face first and he would give me a nice massage. The massage didn’t last very long before he had my legs open and was rimming my ass licking my taint and balls. Before I knew it I was face down with my ass in here as he licked and fingered my smooth ass hole. After he played with me for about 10 minutes I felt him rub his hard cock on me and slowly enter my formally Virgin boy pussy. We spent the rest of the afternoon fucking, sucking and showering together. He took me again in the shower left another load of cum in my ass. Even though you lost me in the shower I was still leaking his cum. After we dried off he pushed my face first on his bed open my cheeks and proceeded to lick his come out of my ass. I left an hour or so later went to bed, and woke in the morning askng if I was OK. He asked if I want more end it didn’t take me more than a minute to cross from my aunts back door to his which was 5 feet away. As I walked in he introduced me to a friend another mature man like him and they fucked me over and over all day. I probably took 4or 5 loads from each of them. We will take a break at the pool a while and then one by one we would stroll back to his condo and resume fucking. I continued meeting one or both of them for 6 months until I was transferred.
GrrrreatImaginationalmost 5 years agoWhile you describe wonderful sex scenes that are arousing, I find myself intrigued by the developing of interest and of relationship that you describe. It's verrrry attractive. The main character is discovering more through the exercise of opening his mind (and other bits) to things he'd not considered, or at least from a different perspective. John is much more secure in his place in the world, more sure of himself, so it's a good contrast. Both are respectful of themselves and other as they feel each other out (figuratively and literally) and define their roles in the relationship. I enjoy that regardless the inclinations.
Anyway, I've gone long-winded in my comment. I really enjoy this series. Thanks for sharing it with us.
