The Other Brother
Chapter 05
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EXCERPT OPENING
I had such strong feelings for this younger boy. I was really beating myself up over this when I heard Mrs. Markowsky in the back of my mind and remembered our conversation. She had explained about the kind of emotions I could have for Anatoli, and she had reminded me to trust in myself and my feelings for her son. I felt a little better, but promised not to take advantage of the younger boy again. What was done was done, but I could see to it I treated him with more respect.
The roller coaster ride was finally taking its toll on me, and even though it really wasn’t all that late in the evening, I curled up on my bed, threw the blanket over me, and fell into a deep state of sleep.
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It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep. The emotional rollercoaster ride and the passion of getting all sexed up had left me drained. Normally I’m a very light sleeper, and any little out of the ordinary sound would wake me up immediately. Off in the distance I could here a summer storm approach as lightning lit up the sky and thunder boomed off the landscape. Normally it would have roused me up and I would watch for a little while before going back to sleep, but tonight I was too tired so ignored it.
We get summer thunderstorms around here fairly regularly and I actually enjoy them. They essentially helped me sleep better and I always felt comfortable with the cooler breeze and fresh air it provided afterwards first thing in the mornings. Flowers literally sprung up overnight and began to bloom making everything seem much brighter and happier. For some people it was a frightening sight, but I didn’t mind them at all.
The thunderstorm got closer and I burrowed down further under my covers as I started to drift off even deeper into my slumber. Then I heard something different, something out of place. Years of automatically waking up finally took hold of me, and I forced myself to open my eyes. I saw a shadowy figure slip into my room and close the door. It hesitated a moment before stepping closer. My mind was still foggy with sleep, and I tried to understand what was going on.
Then a lightning strike in the distance lit up the room a little and I could see it was the cringing form of Anatoli. It may be difficult to wake him, but lightning and thunder seemed to be one of those things which contradicted this norm. Right after my room was lit up it went dark, and I could hear the thunder crack in the distance. The shadowy figure flinched at the noise.
“It’s only a summer thunderstorm, Anatoli, nothing to be frightened of,” I told him softly as I held my hand in front of my mouth and yawned sleepily.
He seemed to hesitate there a moment when another flash went off. I could see his eyes bulge out, and he flinched again when the thunder cracked. I got up on my elbow and winced from the twinge of pain because of my earlier sexual escapade. It wasn’t so bad as I thought it would be and hoped by morning it would be gone.
“Do you want to sleep here?” I asked him. I barely got the words out of my mouth when Anatoli nodded and approached the bed. He stopped for a second seeing I was shirtless, and since it was pretty warm in my room he dropped his pajama top on the floor and crawled into bed with me. I chuckled wondering what he would have done had he seen I was sleeping naked. I’ve been sleeping in the buff since I was ten just finding it much more comfortable. My older brother Mike had also slept in bed naked all the time not shy about his nudity even when I cuddled up with him at night sometimes. We were brothers and had seen each other naked throughout our entire lives. It had even seemed natural when I saw him going through the various stages of puberty as his penis got bigger, his ball sack dropped, and he even began to get some pubes. That all happened just before he got sick. Now as I thought on it I wondered if he had been able to enjoy any of the typical sexual fooling around teenagers tended to do when things began to change for them.
Moving over I gave the younger boy some more room and he scooted further onto the bed. He was lying on his left side facing outwards towards the door. Another lightning flashed followed by the familiar cracking sound of thunder a few seconds later. Anatoli flinched and scooted even closer until he was burrowed up against my body. I could tell he was a little shaken up by the storm so I snuggled up closer to him wrapping my arm around his chest holding him tight. He sighed contentedly and I could tell right away he felt better.
I whispered in his ear. “You know I was always horrified too when these thunderstorms used to hit us. One time when I was about 6 or 7 we had this big huge thunderstorm in the middle of the night, and I went running into my mom’s room. She told me how she loved them because they would bring such a wonderful breeze during the hot summer months and crisp fresh air allowing the flowers and plants to bloom overnight. She also said how as a little girl she imagined it was the angels in heaven having a bowling match. I thought it was funny, but fell asleep all cuddled up and cozy in her arms and when I woke up in the morning I went out discovering she was right. The air was somehow crisper and cleaner with the birds singing and flowers blooming everywhere. Everything was so much more clean and alive, almost like a new start to the world.
Now every time there is a thunderstorm I think of my mom and love the show they provide at night. In the mornings I step outside and see my mom smiling at me. It is one of those wonderful memories for me of a time when my mom was still here keeping me safe and sound.”
I didn’t know how much he understood, but I did know simply talking could calm someone down. My mom and dad did the same thing to me all the time when I was younger. Back then just about everything frightened me, and thinking on it I really was a little brat petrified at just about anything which went bump in the night. It was like I was a little scaredy cat and baby just about with everything. Sometimes thinking back I wondered how my parents and brother put up with me because I had been like a little spoiled brat. Over the years though things began to change for me, and I actually became much more comfortable with the world in general and not so selfish about everything. In many ways it had been my older brother who had transformed me. I saw how he was well liked and treated by just about everyone because he was so easy going, kind, gentle, and just all around good guy. He led by example and slowly I began to change becoming more like him and leaving behind my spoiled ways.
“Thanks Robby,” I heard Anatoli murmur as he looked over his shoulder at me. “I like when you talk. Makes feel safe. Your mother sound…ummm…nice,” he said smiling to me. He turned his body around so he was facing me and looked at me. I don’t know why I did it but I leaned in and kissed him first on his forehead, then his eyes and nose, and finally just a quick peck on the mouth. He didn’t flinch, even when I kissed him on the mouth, but instead sniffled a little as a single tear streaked down his cheek.
He reached over and wrapped his arm around my torso and neck giving me a hug. Our bodies touched and he felt so wonderful and warm in my arms. I embraced him closely as I ran my fingers through his hair. I held him like this for a little while merely letting him be, and then pulled back so I could look him in the eyes. He appeared much better, his swirling blue orbs looking lively, and I could see his striking smile crease his visage.
“Better?” I asked him as I gently played with his blond curly locks and shifted them over to the side of his face. He nodded and I smiled back warmly.
“Good,” I told him. “We have a lot to do tomorrow, and we had a long day today. I know you are probably tired so do you want to try to get some sleep or do you want to talk some more?” I asked still fussing with his curly tresses.
He smiled back gave me a tight hug and said, “I love you,” before he rolled back onto his side holding on to my arm. He had caught me totally off guard with the comment and it took me a moment to recover.
We shifted around a little until we both could get comfortable. We remained in the spooning position with me behind him. He was on his left side leaning a little into me and slightly on his back. My left arm was curled around under his neck supporting his head and lay curled comfortably across his chest while my right arm draped over his waist bent at the elbow and settled on his stomach. My left leg was bent at the knees matching his curvature and my right leg remained straight. Anatoli’s left leg was also bent lying alongside my left bowed leg and since he was slightly on his back his right leg was draped over my left curved leg.
We shifted a little more and snuggled in closer before settling in for the evening. I gave him a tight squeeze and whispered in his ear, “I love you more.” He looked over towards me and smiled approvingly then sighed and started to drift off to sleep cuddled all safe and sound in my warm embrace.
It took me a little while longer to calm down as I mulled over what had just transpired. I didn’t know how he had meant the entire context of his comment, but knew I really had meant what I said. I loved him in more than just the normal way; it was more like in a deeper connection type of way. It wasn’t long before Anatoli was once again deep asleep as I mulled over in my mind the entire day’s events along with what had just surfaced. I was tired so basically accepted things for what they were and finally drifted off to sleep content with holding the lovely warm body lying next to me in my arms. It felt right having him snuggled with me and I didn’t wake up once throughout the entire evening. As a matter of fact I slept more soundly with him next to me than I have for years, not since Mike when the two of us would cuddle together as well with him holding me.
It was still dark when I woke up the following morning to the warmth of a soft body curled in my arms. My eyes were still closed as I breathed in deeply detecting the faint scent of shampoo and boy sweat. I cracked open my eyes a little and I could see the outline of blond curls nestled among the pillow. I was pressed up tightly against Anatoli’s back and side, my rock solid hard-on pressing against his soft skin. I had to go pee really bad, but I didn’t want to leave the comfortable confines of my bed and the warmth emanating from the endearing creature lying in bed with me.
Sometime during the night I must have pulled the blanket off and set it aside. The heat from our bodies was keeping us warm, but it did feel a little stuffy in the room and I figured it was because of my door being shut closed. I had initially secured it for privacy and then last night Anatoli must have automatically kept it closed when he entered my room. At any rate the room was warm enough so we didn’t need a blanket. The only problem with this is I was completely naked. I don’t know how Anatoli would react if he knew I were sleeping next to him in nothing but my birthday suit.
The pressure in my bladder was beckoning to me again, but I sighed refusing to give in. It simply felt too wonderful laying there in bed next to the most beautiful eleven year old boy in the world. I felt happy and at ease, and didn’t want to spoil the moment so I stayed where I was ignoring the urge.
I was taking in the eye candy sleeping next to me as my eyes started to wander over his features. I watched his chest raise and lower in a rhythmic cadence. His petite taut pinkish dime sized nipples looked inviting and the brief thought of reaching over to tickle them flittered across my mind. My eyes wandered down to his tight stomach and his “innie” belly button. I could detect the faint traces of a six pack on him, but he still had enough baby fat keeping his stomach on the smoother side versus the ripped look. It actually suited him more to not be so well defined with muscles.
I looked down a little further noticing how the loose waistline of his pajama shorts had scooted down low on his bare pubic mound, and I could make out those blue veins along the surface. Then I noticed my hand had slipped below his waistband and was currently cupping his little treasure. Damn, I thought to myself. I can’t even keep my hands off him in my sleep.
Sometime during the night my hand must have slipped inside his pajama bottoms and cradled his most intimate of treasures. His little sack felt heavy and huge in my hands compared to how they had felt last night in the living room, and his flaccid tool felt a little bigger from what I remembered. I figured the heat in the room had allowed his testicles to sag more and his flaccid penis to droop and lengthen. I know how my own little worm and marbles seemed to expand after a hot shower or early in the morning when I was all snuggled under my blanket and completely warm.
Ever so careful I removed my hand from the most precious of his intimates. I didn’t want a repeat of the previous evening. I had vowed not to take advantage of Anatoli again while he was asleep and vulnerable. My hand on him this morning was an innocent mishap and I couldn’t control what happened while I’m asleep so I didn’t feel guilty at finding my hand shoved down his shorts and holding his tackle box.
When I removed my hand Anatoli seemed to whimper with protest in his sleep, and for the first time I saw him move and shift. His right hand traveled downward replacing my vacant hand and he cupped his little playstation his fingers wriggling around for a few moments beneath his pajama bottoms. He shifted getting comfortable and then settled down as his rhythmic breathing continued. I looked up to his face and detected some eye movement below his eyelids. I could tell he was dreaming and wondered what adventures he was having in slumber land at the moment.
The boy moaned and I could tell he had just popped a boner. The way his hand was shoved beneath his waistband it had created a big enough gap so I could clearly see the tip of his penis as his fingers curled over it loosely. It had elongated and swelled turning a deep purplish color as he gently squeezed the tip of it. “Robby,” I heard him whisper which made me jump. I looked back up to his face afraid he had caught me staring at his little woody. I sighed in relief realizing he was only sleep talking in his dream. I waited for a few moments and heard him whisper a few more things in a language I didn’t understand.
My own pecker and bladder where now talking to me as well. They screamed for me to get up and take care of business or there would be consequences to account for. I sighed and gently extricated myself from Anatoli. I climbed over his sleeping form and stepped on the bare floor wooden floor. I had managed to crawl over his sleeping body without waking him up. I turned around to watch him for a moment more to be sure he still slept soundly. I bent over and draped the blanket over his raging hard-on and torso, and let him continue to sleep.
I didn’t bother with getting dressed as I opened my door and quietly shut it behind me heading across the hall to the bathroom. I had a raging erection now due to the utter disregard of the previous urgings and was having a little difficulty getting my stream to start. I bent my rigid penis towards the toilet bowl and leaned up against the wall giving me a little more leeway with the angle. This seemed to help as a flood of piss exploded from the tip of my petite four inch stiffie. I peed for what seemed like an hour and sighed with relief once I forced out the last little drops of urine. By this time my hard little piece of steel had deflated to its usual three inch rubbery and flexible state.
While I was brushing my teeth my thoughts went over what I would need to do today. Spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing out my mouth I decided I would head to the mudroom first so I could fold up the dry clothes and toss in my blanket and shorts into the dryer. Heading out the door I paused briefly at my room so I could check up on my charge. I opened up my bedroom door and stuck in my head to take a peep at him. The room felt stuffy and hot, not to mention it smelled of sweaty boys and sex. The heady aroma was really intoxicating so I figured it was best to keep the door open in order to air it out. I had a feeling my extra curricular activity last night was a big contributing factor to the sex odor emanating from my little abode.
As I made my way into the mudroom I was still totally naked, but this really wasn’t unusual for me. Since I was alone a lot at the house during these times I tended to walk around undressed. It felt comfortable and liberating to me, yet also a little naughty to be walking around uncovered in the house. Yes, at the moment Anatoli was here with me, but to tell you the truth I felt so comfortable around him by this time I didn’t care if he saw me naked or not. In a way I almost felt like I owed it to him; allowing him to have the opportunity to see me naked since I had taken advantage of him the previous evening. This didn’t mean he would actually want to see me exposed, but from the stares I got from him when I changed in the mudroom yesterday I didn’t think he would be opposed to the idea either if it presented itself.
I took my time separating out the clothes and folding them up before placing them on top of the dryer. I came across Anatoli’s underwear and I couldn’t help myself taking a few extra moments to look at them carefully. They looked small in my hands and I couldn’t believe he actually fit in them. My mind flittered to moments of him by the poolside and how he looked while he wore them. They were such fond memories. I sighed and folded them up placing them with his other clothes. I finally finished and threw in my blanket and shorts from the washer into the dryer.
I picked up his pile of clothes and headed to the guest room. I placed them on the dresser drawer and went over to his bed to straighten it out so he wouldn’t have to do it later. His bag was sitting on the floor along with his soccer shorts and jersey so I picked everything up and placed them on his newly made up bed. I added his clean clothes that were sitting on the dresser drawer to the stuff on his bed
By this time it was getting brighter outside so I figured it was time. I left the guestroom and headed towards my own humble abode. This time as I entered the room it didn’t smell so sexed up and it had aired out pretty well. I clapped my hands together loudly and announced, “Get up sleepy head; it’s time to rise and shine.” I headed over to my dresser drawer so I could lay out some clothes.
I heard Anatoli groan as he slowly opened his eyes. I turned around to make sure he was waking up and noticed his eyes had locked on to my naked figure. I didn’t make a scene out of being naked and turned back around to dig out some more items. I placed some things on my desk and rotated back to the bed.
Anatoli’s eyes bulged a little and he said something I couldn’t understand. “What?” I asked.
This time he responded in English, “beautiful,” he whispered in a trancelike state.
He seemed to be totally mesmerized and couldn’t keep himself from overtly ogling me. I don’t think he even knew he had said anything to me. I walked over to the bed with his eyes locked onto my teenaged sized goods and knelt down. His eyes never left my naked privates, and I finally placed my hand under his chin forcing him to look into my eyes. His sparkling blue orbs still seemed a little out of it and had the look of drowsiness to them.
“Hey big guy,” I whispered in his ear, “time to get up and smell the roses,” I continued as I tossed aside the blanket that was covering him up. The motion of my hand setting aside the blanket seemed to catch his attention as his eyes seemed to bulge out of his head. I guess his eyes weren’t the only thing bulging as I noticed a prominent tenting of his pajama shorts and the distinct outline from part of his ball sack protruding out through the leg opening.
He instinctively covered his privates up with his left hand as he threw the covers back over his torso with his right one. He buried his face in embarrassment into the pillow and curled up into a ball. I sighed and stroked my hand through his curly locks.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about,” I said as he slowly recovered from the shock of being exposed in a compromising position and looked back at me lifting his head off the pillow.
“Hey, we're a bunch of hormonal amped up guys and we all pop a stiffie at the oddest times,” I chuckled not knowing if he understood what I had said as I stood up and grabbed my own boner in demonstration before settling back on the floor next to the bed. This action had managed to elicit a fit of tittering laughter from him. I smiled back as I ruffled his hair. “Besides we all pop wood first thing in the morning until we take a pee.” I chuckled.
“C’mon, time to get dressed,” I repeated trying to get him up and moving.
“Please, little longer,” he pleaded as he grabbed my arm trying to haul me back into bed for some more sleep time. I got up and shook my head no. My privates were only a foot away from his face and I could see his eyes bulge a little at my nakedness so close to him. He tugged again and pleaded, “Please, a little more,”
I sighed and caved in as I lifted up the blanket and started to crawl over him to my side of the bed. I was hovering over him and saw how he was looking down my torso with my balls and little pecker protruded downwards toward him due to the natural gravitational pull. I too looked down the space between our bodies and noticed my jewels dangling freely only mere inches away from his tented pole. How awesome is that I said to myself as my body shivered with the excitement this scene created. I looked up into Anatoli’s eyes and noticed too late the wicked grin as he reached out and tickled my ribs.
He caught me off guard as I exploded into laughter and collapsed right on top of him. Our two bodies smashed up against one another as my bare chest and stomach pressed up against his bare skin and my crotch landed on top of his covered yet extremely hard pecker. We both giggled as he wrapped his arm around my torso and gave me a big hug holding me tightly up against him. I returned the embrace and enjoyed the tingling feelings I was getting from his closeness. He caught me off guard for a second time as his hands quickly reached down and squeezed my naked ass.
I yelped and my hips instinctively thrust forward in an attempt to get away from the invading attack. This reaction only managed to smash our two crotches together even more tightly and intimately. Before I could recover he laughed and said, “Tease.” His mischievous sparkling deep blue eyes laughed mockingly at me as I finally managed to roll off from on top of the boy and settle myself down next to him. He turned around so he was facing me and leaned in giving me another hug and kiss on the cheek. “I love you,” was all he said as he smiled with delight.
This time the phrase didn’t catch me by surprise. “I love you more,” I whispered into his ear as I hugged him up against me tightly.
We stayed there in each others embrace for a while before he pulled back and settled his head back down on the pillow. He was gazing at me fondly and I closed my eyes resting there letting him look at me like I had done to him earlier. I was at peace and actually dozed for a little while. We had things to do today, but they could wait for a little while longer. I felt his fingers on my face as they traced my features. I didn’t flinch and let him do with me as he pleased while I drifted off to a light leveled stage of sleep.
As I slept I could feel his hands fiddling through my hair and caressing my face. He shifted the blanket down around my waist keeping my privates covered and started to caress my torso. I sighed with contentment and quivered with euphoria as he traced my features with his fingers. He was getting to know my body, but in a considerate type of manner. Tears ran down my cheek at the memory of me taking advantage of him, yet here he was getting to know me, but in a warm, tender, and respectful manner. My love for this kid kept soaring to new heights.
I guess I must have dozed deeper than I thought because I woke up a little while later with Anatoli huddled up against my torso. I could feel his two and a half inch rigid nail pressing up against me and figured it was the usual morning woody most of us boys got. My eyes fluttered open and noticed he was dozing as well. I reached over and gently ran my fingers through his hair. I loved the feel of his curls around my fingers, the way it shone and glistened, picking up the flicker of sunlight through the window, and the wafting sent of shampoo drifting towards me at the slightest movement of air. I watched as his bright blue eyes fluttered open and his lips parted in a peaceful smile.
“Good morning,” I whispered.
“Good morning,” he whispered back sighing from the feeling of my fingers twisting his curly locks. I stopped playing with his hair and placed my hand against his face tracing his features with my fingers.
“I think we should get up,” I whispered gently.
He sighed and nodded his head as he uncovered himself and crawled out of bed. This time he didn’t hide his little erection tenting out the soft fabric of his pajama shorts.
“I put your clean clothes in your room. I think we can work on the fence line for an hour or two before getting a bite to eat. Then I have another project for us. Depending on how long it takes us we may have some time to go do a little riding around and goofing off. Your mom is going to get back around five or six in the evening. Does that sound alright to you?”
Anatoli turned and kneeled on the bed his prominent bulge clearly visible. He leaned in giving me a kiss on the cheek and nodded his head indicating the day’s plan sounded good to him. I couldn’t help but admire his physique and the nice little bulge protruding from his pajama bottoms. He noticed my gaze and smiled as he got up and left for the bathroom.
I could hear the explosion of urine splashing in the toilet as I headed towards the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. I remembered something and stopped by the door and yelled out to him.
“Hey, I just wanted to remind you about the emails. You may want…” That’s as far as I got before the door burst open and he nearly bowled me over in his haste to get to my laptop.
“O.K. then,” I yelled as he entered my room looking for the laptop. I shook my head as I proceeded to the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. I finished the bacon and scrambled eggs right at about the time Anatoli came walking into the kitchen and plopped down on the chair at the bar counter. He scooped up a liberal amount of food on his plate simply beaming and with a delightful countenance across his visage.
“So?” I asked a little curiously as I scooped what was left of breakfast on my plate. My portion looked significantly smaller than his. I would have to remember this tidbit of information in the future.
“Friends, all jealous.” He smiled at me filled with pride. “They glad I write, jealous I go riding and swim in pool. It still cold home.”
He talked as best he could as he told me about his friends motioning with his hands for emphasis. He got frustrated at times when the words didn’t come out right, but I told him to take it slow and be patient because his English was way better than he thought.
We ate our meal and I enjoyed how happy he was about his friends. After he was finished we headed out to retrieve our ATV’s. The air was crisp and clear from the thunderstorm just like I had predicted with us enjoying the freshness and renewal of the day with everything all around us blooming as we headed out towards the fence line. We made good progress and I called a halt a couple of hours later. Anatoli nodded his head in approval, and I could tell he felt proud of his work.
We made it back to the house, checked up on Amber with me saddling her up and putting her through some paces in the lower field. I even let Anatoli ride her around a bit letting him get comfortable with the horse before handing over the reigns to him. The boy smiled and waved at the camera while I snapped off some pictures for him. I really enjoyed how the saddle forced his pants to snuggle up tightly against his crotch creating the typical outline of a boy bulge. It was simply a deliciously delectable sight.
A little while later we unsaddled Amber allowing the mare to wander around in the open field. We headed back to the barn putting everything away before making our way inside for some lunch. Stepping inside into the mudroom we stripped down to our underwear, threw the dirty stuff in the washer, and cleaned our hands. I told him he should go get changed into his soccer shorts and t-shirt for the other project I had in mind after lunch. He nodded his head in agreement not bothering to ask what the plan was after we ate.
I headed for my own room and changed into a pair of clean shorts and t-shirt before heading out to the kitchen. Anatoli joined me a few minutes later sitting at the counter next to the kitchen. He was twirling around in his chair, and I snuck glances towards him smiling at the game he was playing. He seemed to enjoy twirling around in the chair. I had done the same thing on a number of occasions so didn’t mind.
He would use his legs to propel himself around and every once in a while the gap between his shorts would flare out enough to provide me with a glimpse between his legs. He must have taken off his dirty underwear when he put on his clean shorts because I could clearly see parts of his naked little nut sack when the opening between the fabric and leg split apart.
We ate our lunch and headed out to the car garage. I hit the button to open it up then got in the Subaru small sized SUV and pulled it out into the driveway. It looked in good shape for an older model and the cobalt blue color still had the newness look to it.
“Well, this guy’s been sitting in the garage for a while so I figured it was time to get it all cleaned up both inside and out,” I told Anatoli.
“Very nice car,” he said appreciatively.
“Yeah, it’s got the four wheel drive capability which is a must around here not only during the winter months but on these back roads. Anyway, I want to take everything out from inside the car and we can place the items in this box. I plan on having it vacuumed on the inside, and then we can wash and wax the outside. What do you say,” I asked sincerely as we both peered around inside the car.
“Good,” Anatoli responded nodding his head.
The car wasn’t too messy inside so it wouldn’t take too long. We started hauling things out of the car placing them in the box. After we got the inside all cleared out I got the vacuum cleaner out and plugged it in. I also dug out some interior cleaner and rags setting them off to the side so the car’s leather seats and vinyl parts could be cleaned.
“O.K.,” I said. “I am hoping you can get started with cleaning up the interior while I start dinner. Do you guys like spaghetti?” I asked him.
“Uh…yes. Like very much.” He stated looking at me questioningly. “We dinner, here?” He asked pointing to himself and then the house.
“Yeah, I figured it would be getting pretty late by the time your mom and my dad got home. Kind of late for your mom to try getting something cooked up and I thought she would be pretty tired too.”
Anatoli listened to my explanation as he slowly deciphered my words. He seemed to be getting better at the communication department. I guess it was a lot easier to listen and decipher English than to speak it, yet even his speech seemed to be better. Maybe it was also because he was actually being forced to use it.
He nodded his head and rubbed his tummy. “Like spaghetti,” he said smiling back at me.
“Alright then,” I winked at him. “I’ll get dinner started and then I will come out and help you finish up the car. Sound fair enough?” I asked.
“Fair,” he said holding out his small fist so we could bump knuckles sealing the deal.
I went inside to start dinner while he dove into his task on the car. It didn’t take long to get the ground beef browned up in the pot and all the ingredients dumped in to start its slow simmering cycle. I also added spicy sausage into the pot of spaghetti to cook as well. A lot of people don’t add large sausages to their spaghetti, but I loved spicy food and the zesty sausages added additional flavor to the recipe. I knew Anatoli enjoyed spicy food so there wouldn’t be any issues there. The spaghetti itself wouldn’t become fiery, but it would change the flavor slightly. I set out another smaller pot, put water in it, and deposited it down on the stove so it would be ready to boil the spaghetti noodles right before dinner time.
By the time I had finished and made it back outside, stopping along the way at the mudroom to put the clothes in the dryer, Anatoli had made good progress on the interior of the vehicle. He had wiped down all the leather seats and vinyl, and was currently finishing up the last bit of vacuuming. I could see the sweat caking his hair to his forehead while he worked.
“Wow, really nice Anatoli,” I said watching him step out of the SUV. He smiled appreciatively at my compliment. “Looks like you’ve really been hard at it.”
“Yes, like new,” he grunted as he wiped the sweat off of his face.
“Yeah, it really looks great. Well I think between the two of us we should be able to get the outside looking like new as well. We started the washing process as we soaped down the exterior of the car and applied a good amount of elbow grease. It was coming along pretty good and at some point we had both stripped off our shirts. It was actually fun and we even managed to get into a couple of innocent water fights.
Anatoli looked so adorably cute in those crisp white colored flimsy soccer shorts. Of course when they got soaked he might as well have been naked because they were even more translucent than his underwear had been the previous day at the pool. At one point Anatoli caught me by surprise when my back was turned and he dumped the entire contents of the cold soapy bucket of water on my head.
I stood rooted in place shivering as the cold water immediately made my body stiffen up. “Shit, that’s cold,” I yelped as Anatoli bent over at the waist in a fit of laughter. I had the hose in my hand and what I did shocked him. Instead of turning the hose on him and spraying him, I wrapped my arm around his waist and shoved the nozzle down the front of his shorts and released the spray.
He jumped so hard from the ice cold water spraying directly on his preteen sized boy baubles he nearly managed to dump me on the ground. He was screaming for mercy as I let the sprayer hose down his own little fireman’s boy hose for another several long moments. It was spraying so much out of the nozzle the water was literally flowing out the leg openings and out through the top of the waistband and even out through the fabric material itself.
His shorts literally bloated outwards with water and it looked pretty damn comical. After a bit longer just to make sure I had gotten him good, I released him watching while he jumped and hopped around grabbing onto his now completely frozen and shrunken little boyhood. He looked hilarious as his hands dove down under his shorts and he tried to massage some feelings back into that shriveled piece of frozen tube steak.
“Shit,” he said repeating my earlier use of the curse word. “C-c-c-c-cold,” he stuttered as he continued to massage his sausage, or rather now finger sized snack. “Shit…shit…shit,” he sputtered making me giggle because that part of his English seemed to have come very natural.
“Yeah, well all is fair in war and love,” I stated to him. “Oh, by the way you may want to watch your cursing around your mom,” I said seriously. “If she finds out we are cursing like this we are both in for it,” I chuckled as I continued to watch him administer to himself.
“Yes…‘shit,’ good word,” he said as he looked up and smiled at me impishly.
“Yeah, ‘shit,’ good word until mother hears us, then wooden spoon on the top of our heads it will be.” I stated in a matter of fact kind of way.
“Yes, but run fast,” Anatoli said pointing to himself.
“Hah, where to?” I responded back as I shrugged pointing out into the wide expanse. “At some point you’d have to go home and she will still be waiting with that wooden spoon to give you a big thumping.”
By this time Anatoli had finished administering to his little boy penis and had removed his hand from under his shorts. The heavy wet material settle tightly against his exposed skin and I almost burst out laughing as they settled down snuggly against his little shriveled up tackle box, and I do mean ‘little’ because the cold water had a huge shrinkage affect on him.
The wet see through fabric fastened itself to his crotch clearly showing his now shrunken treasure. His balls had literally leaped up inside of his body and all that could be seen was a small little outline of skin. His flaccid penis had also shrunk, and didn’t even look to be longer than an inch, if I had to estimate at this point I would say it was less than a half inch long showing nothing but the his circumcised knob. Seeing the damage I had created made me feel a little guilty, I say only a little because he had started the entire incident with the bucket of cold water.
We called a truce and finished up washing the car before wiping it dry. We then continued the cleaning process and started applying wax to the paint. It was a little after two in the afternoon by the time we finished detailing the car. We both stepped back and nodded approvingly before putting away the cleaning materials and heading back inside the house.
I handed Anatoli his clean dry clothes and told him to change into his riding gear because we had earned a little bit of fun. I didn’t have to ask twice as he sprinted off to his bedroom to get changed. I stopped briefly in the kitchen and shut off the stove before heading to my room to change as well.
Anatoli was waiting for me by the kitchen, and I took the time to pack up the small cooler with some drinks. I hesitated a moment as I opened up a drawer in the living room and retrieved the video camera. I turned it on to make sure it was charged and nodded satisfied there was enough juice to take some videos of us riding our ATV’s.
Anatoli looked at me questioningly. “We can shoot some videos of us riding and then you can post it on Youtube for your friends. They’ll be really jealous once they see you in action.”
“Horsy” Anatoli reminded me as I nodded.
“Yeah, I guess they will be jealous of you riding Amber too.” I chuckled.
My young charge cracked a smile and nodded his approval appreciatively as we walked out to the barn, filled up the ATV’s with gas, and headed off down the back trails. Anatoli was getting really good at handling his ATV and I decided to take him on some of the more challenging trails. He had a lot of natural talent and watched me closely getting some hints on how to handle some of the more rugged trails. We would stop every once in a while and shoot some videos of us in action.
We stopped at a nice scenic point and Anatoli wanted me to video tape him showing his friends the landscape so they could see not only my ranch but his as well. I followed his lead as he spoke to his friends in a language I didn’t understand and paid attention to his gestures. He would point out things in the distance and I would pan over to get what he was telling his friends on the video. I watched the scene in the video screen with one eye and with the other eye watched him intently as he chattered away pointing out vital parts of the region.
After he pointed out the area to his friends he introduced me to them and took up the camera pointing it towards me. I laughed and smiled into the camera as he started filming me. I did the basic hello and I hope all of Anatoli’s friends are doing well. I apologized to them for talking in English, but I didn’t know how to speak their language. He then set the camera on a rock pointing towards the ATV’s and he motioned for me to stand next to mine as he stood next to his. He talked some more pointing towards me and my ATV, and then finished off explaining about the one he was riding. Satisfied with the result we turned off the video and put our gloves and helmets back on.
All in all we put in a good two plus hours before we decided to call it quits. Our parents would likely be home soon and we wanted to get back and cleaned up before they showed up.
We got back and put away our gear and stepped into the mudroom. I quickly got undressed down to my skivvies and tossed in my clothes into the washer. Anatoli hesitated and I started to say something when a thought crossed my mind.
“You’re not wearing any underwear are you?” I asked with a straight face, but just the idea of him having gone commando was too much as I burst out in a fit of laughter shaking my head.
His cheeks turned red as he reached out and slugged my playfully waiting for me to calm down as he chuckled too. “Don’t worry about it, just take off your shoes and socks then you can head back to the bedroom. You can use the bathroom here on the main floor and I’ll use my dad’s downstairs.
I headed back to my bedroom as Anatoli wrestled with his shoes and socks. As I walked towards my room I scrolled through some of my text messages. There was one from my dad and I opened it up. He said they would be on their way home shortly and would probably arrive a little before six. It also stated Mrs. M had passed. I smiled as I saw Anatoli zoom by my room.
“Hey, I just got a text from dad, he says they are on their way and they will be home a little before six. That means we have thirty or forty minutes.”
I heard Anatoli’s confirmation to the news as he shut his bedroom door. I set down my phone and the video camera on my desk and rummaged through my dresser drawer getting out some clothes. I peeled off my underwear and headed for my dad’s shower not bothering with putting anything on.
As I exited my room I saw Anatoli heading towards the bathroom totally naked with just some clean clothes covering up his front. He smiled and looked down at my naked torso appreciatively as he licked his lips nervously. He hugged his own clothes closer to the front of his privates making sure they were completely covered up. He seemed a little nervous about being this naked in front of me. He always had at least something on that he wore which covered his crotch area, but now the only thing keeping him from being completely naked was something being held in front of his little boy bits. This was as close to being naked in front of me the younger boy could muster. I thought I could detect a little tenting on the article of clothing covering his front crotch and smiled back at him.
I didn’t move and watched him as he continued towards the bathroom door. Anatoli had a wicked grin on his face as he turned his back to me and wiggled his naked little apple shaped butt cheeks in my face. I could see the bottom of his little sack between his legs jostling around freely bumping against his thighs. Man, how I wanted to reach over and tweak his pale little globes and then tuck my hand between his legs and snatch up his little concord sized grapes in my fingers.
“Damn, you’re such a tease,” I rasped out as the breathing in my chest contracted in upon itself. I saw him turn slightly and look at my full blown erection and smile. When he twisted towards me he ended up being slightly turned to the side and at this angle I could clearly see his hard shaft pressing up against the article of clothing he was holding in front of himself. It was so damn sexy as I noticed a bluish vein snaking up the side of his shaft. I could even see most of his little purplish russet toned glans as it pressed against the fabric forcing it to bend a little awkwardly.
He stuck his tongue out at me, winked nodding his head towards my crotch, and said “wicked,” making me bust a gut at how he was picking up our slang at a rapid clip as he turned around and heading into the bathroom with his butt jiggling around a little and never having been the wiser for giving me a private show in the process.
The noise of him shutting the door brought me back into reality and I headed downstairs to get cleaned up and take care of some much needed personal business. I was horny before, but this little display had me all sexed up with a raging hard-on which had to be dealt with immediately.
I hopped in the shower and quickly cleaned my body and hair. I didn’t want to spend too much time getting cleaned up so I could have time for my personal business. With my body and hair all cleaned up I soaped up my torso and reached down feeling my rock solid tool in my hands. It felt bigger to me and I wondered if I had hit another growth spurt down there and if maybe my rousing desires and extreme feelings toward Anatoli had anything to do with it.
I looked down at my shaft and the deep purple colored mushroom head as my fist started pounding my meat. I only had a small patch of hair on my pubic mound and at the moment they were barely visible as the water cascaded over them and pooled around the base of my shaft to continue its journey before finally dripping off my little brown sack. My mind flittered over all the sexual moments and images of my two days and one night with the most exotic creature in the world. I saw his little pinhead sized freckle on his little flaccid penis. I could see and feel Anatoli’s lovely shaft elongate and expand in my fingers as I gently stroked him and felt how his concord grape sized testicles felt in my hands as I gently squeezed his loose skin on his nut sack.
It wasn’t taking me long to reach the pinnacle of intensity as my fist slid easily over my four inch, now maybe a little larger, sized drooling tool. My hand pumped effortlessly over the soap slicked sleek shaft as I started grunting from the extreme sensations coursing through my small frame. The scene from only moments earlier of his shaft pressing and bending a little against the soft fabric of his clothing finally brought the release I was looking for.
The extremeness of my orgasm caught me by surprise as my hard shaft jolted violently in my hands spewing forth a profusely large copious load of cum. I literally heard my viscous cum splatter against the wall of the shower booth followed by yet another one not more than a fraction of a second later. Once again the power of my orgasm raged a war on my small frame and my knees buckled and I nearly collapsed. I was saved only due to the fact I had been leaning against the wall.
I grunted and groaned as the numerous orgasmic spasms rippled through my body. With one last shudder it was over and I was breathing hard trying desperately to get needed oxygen back into my lungs. If my orgasms were going to be like this from now on it was going to take some getting used to. Never before had they felt so wonderful and intoxicating, yet at the same time almost too painful. I could only pray I would be able to get a little more control over myself if my orgasms were going to continue in this fashion.
I quickly rinsed off all of my sexing splattered over the walls of the shower stall. I rinsed off my sticky little rapidly deflating flaccid tool and got out to dry off. My little tool had an angry red tinge to it and didn’t appear as if it wanted to completely deflate yet. I decided to get dressed in my room and left my dad’s shower heading upstairs. I didn’t think I had been overly long in the shower because I had made sure to make the cleaning of my body process a quick one.
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End of Chapter Five
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EXCERPT OPENING
I had such strong feelings for this younger boy. I was really beating myself up over this when I heard Mrs. Markowsky in the back of my mind and remembered our conversation. She had explained about the kind of emotions I could have for Anatoli, and she had reminded me to trust in myself and my feelings for her son. I felt a little better, but promised not to take advantage of the younger boy again. What was done was done, but I could see to it I treated him with more respect.
The roller coaster ride was finally taking its toll on me, and even though it really wasn’t all that late in the evening, I curled up on my bed, threw the blanket over me, and fell into a deep state of sleep.
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It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep. The emotional rollercoaster ride and the passion of getting all sexed up had left me drained. Normally I’m a very light sleeper, and any little out of the ordinary sound would wake me up immediately. Off in the distance I could here a summer storm approach as lightning lit up the sky and thunder boomed off the landscape. Normally it would have roused me up and I would watch for a little while before going back to sleep, but tonight I was too tired so ignored it.
We get summer thunderstorms around here fairly regularly and I actually enjoy them. They essentially helped me sleep better and I always felt comfortable with the cooler breeze and fresh air it provided afterwards first thing in the mornings. Flowers literally sprung up overnight and began to bloom making everything seem much brighter and happier. For some people it was a frightening sight, but I didn’t mind them at all.
The thunderstorm got closer and I burrowed down further under my covers as I started to drift off even deeper into my slumber. Then I heard something different, something out of place. Years of automatically waking up finally took hold of me, and I forced myself to open my eyes. I saw a shadowy figure slip into my room and close the door. It hesitated a moment before stepping closer. My mind was still foggy with sleep, and I tried to understand what was going on.
Then a lightning strike in the distance lit up the room a little and I could see it was the cringing form of Anatoli. It may be difficult to wake him, but lightning and thunder seemed to be one of those things which contradicted this norm. Right after my room was lit up it went dark, and I could hear the thunder crack in the distance. The shadowy figure flinched at the noise.
“It’s only a summer thunderstorm, Anatoli, nothing to be frightened of,” I told him softly as I held my hand in front of my mouth and yawned sleepily.
He seemed to hesitate there a moment when another flash went off. I could see his eyes bulge out, and he flinched again when the thunder cracked. I got up on my elbow and winced from the twinge of pain because of my earlier sexual escapade. It wasn’t so bad as I thought it would be and hoped by morning it would be gone.
“Do you want to sleep here?” I asked him. I barely got the words out of my mouth when Anatoli nodded and approached the bed. He stopped for a second seeing I was shirtless, and since it was pretty warm in my room he dropped his pajama top on the floor and crawled into bed with me. I chuckled wondering what he would have done had he seen I was sleeping naked. I’ve been sleeping in the buff since I was ten just finding it much more comfortable. My older brother Mike had also slept in bed naked all the time not shy about his nudity even when I cuddled up with him at night sometimes. We were brothers and had seen each other naked throughout our entire lives. It had even seemed natural when I saw him going through the various stages of puberty as his penis got bigger, his ball sack dropped, and he even began to get some pubes. That all happened just before he got sick. Now as I thought on it I wondered if he had been able to enjoy any of the typical sexual fooling around teenagers tended to do when things began to change for them.
Moving over I gave the younger boy some more room and he scooted further onto the bed. He was lying on his left side facing outwards towards the door. Another lightning flashed followed by the familiar cracking sound of thunder a few seconds later. Anatoli flinched and scooted even closer until he was burrowed up against my body. I could tell he was a little shaken up by the storm so I snuggled up closer to him wrapping my arm around his chest holding him tight. He sighed contentedly and I could tell right away he felt better.
I whispered in his ear. “You know I was always horrified too when these thunderstorms used to hit us. One time when I was about 6 or 7 we had this big huge thunderstorm in the middle of the night, and I went running into my mom’s room. She told me how she loved them because they would bring such a wonderful breeze during the hot summer months and crisp fresh air allowing the flowers and plants to bloom overnight. She also said how as a little girl she imagined it was the angels in heaven having a bowling match. I thought it was funny, but fell asleep all cuddled up and cozy in her arms and when I woke up in the morning I went out discovering she was right. The air was somehow crisper and cleaner with the birds singing and flowers blooming everywhere. Everything was so much more clean and alive, almost like a new start to the world.
Now every time there is a thunderstorm I think of my mom and love the show they provide at night. In the mornings I step outside and see my mom smiling at me. It is one of those wonderful memories for me of a time when my mom was still here keeping me safe and sound.”
I didn’t know how much he understood, but I did know simply talking could calm someone down. My mom and dad did the same thing to me all the time when I was younger. Back then just about everything frightened me, and thinking on it I really was a little brat petrified at just about anything which went bump in the night. It was like I was a little scaredy cat and baby just about with everything. Sometimes thinking back I wondered how my parents and brother put up with me because I had been like a little spoiled brat. Over the years though things began to change for me, and I actually became much more comfortable with the world in general and not so selfish about everything. In many ways it had been my older brother who had transformed me. I saw how he was well liked and treated by just about everyone because he was so easy going, kind, gentle, and just all around good guy. He led by example and slowly I began to change becoming more like him and leaving behind my spoiled ways.
“Thanks Robby,” I heard Anatoli murmur as he looked over his shoulder at me. “I like when you talk. Makes feel safe. Your mother sound…ummm…nice,” he said smiling to me. He turned his body around so he was facing me and looked at me. I don’t know why I did it but I leaned in and kissed him first on his forehead, then his eyes and nose, and finally just a quick peck on the mouth. He didn’t flinch, even when I kissed him on the mouth, but instead sniffled a little as a single tear streaked down his cheek.
He reached over and wrapped his arm around my torso and neck giving me a hug. Our bodies touched and he felt so wonderful and warm in my arms. I embraced him closely as I ran my fingers through his hair. I held him like this for a little while merely letting him be, and then pulled back so I could look him in the eyes. He appeared much better, his swirling blue orbs looking lively, and I could see his striking smile crease his visage.
“Better?” I asked him as I gently played with his blond curly locks and shifted them over to the side of his face. He nodded and I smiled back warmly.
“Good,” I told him. “We have a lot to do tomorrow, and we had a long day today. I know you are probably tired so do you want to try to get some sleep or do you want to talk some more?” I asked still fussing with his curly tresses.
He smiled back gave me a tight hug and said, “I love you,” before he rolled back onto his side holding on to my arm. He had caught me totally off guard with the comment and it took me a moment to recover.
We shifted around a little until we both could get comfortable. We remained in the spooning position with me behind him. He was on his left side leaning a little into me and slightly on his back. My left arm was curled around under his neck supporting his head and lay curled comfortably across his chest while my right arm draped over his waist bent at the elbow and settled on his stomach. My left leg was bent at the knees matching his curvature and my right leg remained straight. Anatoli’s left leg was also bent lying alongside my left bowed leg and since he was slightly on his back his right leg was draped over my left curved leg.
We shifted a little more and snuggled in closer before settling in for the evening. I gave him a tight squeeze and whispered in his ear, “I love you more.” He looked over towards me and smiled approvingly then sighed and started to drift off to sleep cuddled all safe and sound in my warm embrace.
It took me a little while longer to calm down as I mulled over what had just transpired. I didn’t know how he had meant the entire context of his comment, but knew I really had meant what I said. I loved him in more than just the normal way; it was more like in a deeper connection type of way. It wasn’t long before Anatoli was once again deep asleep as I mulled over in my mind the entire day’s events along with what had just surfaced. I was tired so basically accepted things for what they were and finally drifted off to sleep content with holding the lovely warm body lying next to me in my arms. It felt right having him snuggled with me and I didn’t wake up once throughout the entire evening. As a matter of fact I slept more soundly with him next to me than I have for years, not since Mike when the two of us would cuddle together as well with him holding me.
It was still dark when I woke up the following morning to the warmth of a soft body curled in my arms. My eyes were still closed as I breathed in deeply detecting the faint scent of shampoo and boy sweat. I cracked open my eyes a little and I could see the outline of blond curls nestled among the pillow. I was pressed up tightly against Anatoli’s back and side, my rock solid hard-on pressing against his soft skin. I had to go pee really bad, but I didn’t want to leave the comfortable confines of my bed and the warmth emanating from the endearing creature lying in bed with me.
Sometime during the night I must have pulled the blanket off and set it aside. The heat from our bodies was keeping us warm, but it did feel a little stuffy in the room and I figured it was because of my door being shut closed. I had initially secured it for privacy and then last night Anatoli must have automatically kept it closed when he entered my room. At any rate the room was warm enough so we didn’t need a blanket. The only problem with this is I was completely naked. I don’t know how Anatoli would react if he knew I were sleeping next to him in nothing but my birthday suit.
The pressure in my bladder was beckoning to me again, but I sighed refusing to give in. It simply felt too wonderful laying there in bed next to the most beautiful eleven year old boy in the world. I felt happy and at ease, and didn’t want to spoil the moment so I stayed where I was ignoring the urge.
I was taking in the eye candy sleeping next to me as my eyes started to wander over his features. I watched his chest raise and lower in a rhythmic cadence. His petite taut pinkish dime sized nipples looked inviting and the brief thought of reaching over to tickle them flittered across my mind. My eyes wandered down to his tight stomach and his “innie” belly button. I could detect the faint traces of a six pack on him, but he still had enough baby fat keeping his stomach on the smoother side versus the ripped look. It actually suited him more to not be so well defined with muscles.
I looked down a little further noticing how the loose waistline of his pajama shorts had scooted down low on his bare pubic mound, and I could make out those blue veins along the surface. Then I noticed my hand had slipped below his waistband and was currently cupping his little treasure. Damn, I thought to myself. I can’t even keep my hands off him in my sleep.
Sometime during the night my hand must have slipped inside his pajama bottoms and cradled his most intimate of treasures. His little sack felt heavy and huge in my hands compared to how they had felt last night in the living room, and his flaccid tool felt a little bigger from what I remembered. I figured the heat in the room had allowed his testicles to sag more and his flaccid penis to droop and lengthen. I know how my own little worm and marbles seemed to expand after a hot shower or early in the morning when I was all snuggled under my blanket and completely warm.
Ever so careful I removed my hand from the most precious of his intimates. I didn’t want a repeat of the previous evening. I had vowed not to take advantage of Anatoli again while he was asleep and vulnerable. My hand on him this morning was an innocent mishap and I couldn’t control what happened while I’m asleep so I didn’t feel guilty at finding my hand shoved down his shorts and holding his tackle box.
When I removed my hand Anatoli seemed to whimper with protest in his sleep, and for the first time I saw him move and shift. His right hand traveled downward replacing my vacant hand and he cupped his little playstation his fingers wriggling around for a few moments beneath his pajama bottoms. He shifted getting comfortable and then settled down as his rhythmic breathing continued. I looked up to his face and detected some eye movement below his eyelids. I could tell he was dreaming and wondered what adventures he was having in slumber land at the moment.
The boy moaned and I could tell he had just popped a boner. The way his hand was shoved beneath his waistband it had created a big enough gap so I could clearly see the tip of his penis as his fingers curled over it loosely. It had elongated and swelled turning a deep purplish color as he gently squeezed the tip of it. “Robby,” I heard him whisper which made me jump. I looked back up to his face afraid he had caught me staring at his little woody. I sighed in relief realizing he was only sleep talking in his dream. I waited for a few moments and heard him whisper a few more things in a language I didn’t understand.
My own pecker and bladder where now talking to me as well. They screamed for me to get up and take care of business or there would be consequences to account for. I sighed and gently extricated myself from Anatoli. I climbed over his sleeping form and stepped on the bare floor wooden floor. I had managed to crawl over his sleeping body without waking him up. I turned around to watch him for a moment more to be sure he still slept soundly. I bent over and draped the blanket over his raging hard-on and torso, and let him continue to sleep.
I didn’t bother with getting dressed as I opened my door and quietly shut it behind me heading across the hall to the bathroom. I had a raging erection now due to the utter disregard of the previous urgings and was having a little difficulty getting my stream to start. I bent my rigid penis towards the toilet bowl and leaned up against the wall giving me a little more leeway with the angle. This seemed to help as a flood of piss exploded from the tip of my petite four inch stiffie. I peed for what seemed like an hour and sighed with relief once I forced out the last little drops of urine. By this time my hard little piece of steel had deflated to its usual three inch rubbery and flexible state.
While I was brushing my teeth my thoughts went over what I would need to do today. Spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing out my mouth I decided I would head to the mudroom first so I could fold up the dry clothes and toss in my blanket and shorts into the dryer. Heading out the door I paused briefly at my room so I could check up on my charge. I opened up my bedroom door and stuck in my head to take a peep at him. The room felt stuffy and hot, not to mention it smelled of sweaty boys and sex. The heady aroma was really intoxicating so I figured it was best to keep the door open in order to air it out. I had a feeling my extra curricular activity last night was a big contributing factor to the sex odor emanating from my little abode.
As I made my way into the mudroom I was still totally naked, but this really wasn’t unusual for me. Since I was alone a lot at the house during these times I tended to walk around undressed. It felt comfortable and liberating to me, yet also a little naughty to be walking around uncovered in the house. Yes, at the moment Anatoli was here with me, but to tell you the truth I felt so comfortable around him by this time I didn’t care if he saw me naked or not. In a way I almost felt like I owed it to him; allowing him to have the opportunity to see me naked since I had taken advantage of him the previous evening. This didn’t mean he would actually want to see me exposed, but from the stares I got from him when I changed in the mudroom yesterday I didn’t think he would be opposed to the idea either if it presented itself.
I took my time separating out the clothes and folding them up before placing them on top of the dryer. I came across Anatoli’s underwear and I couldn’t help myself taking a few extra moments to look at them carefully. They looked small in my hands and I couldn’t believe he actually fit in them. My mind flittered to moments of him by the poolside and how he looked while he wore them. They were such fond memories. I sighed and folded them up placing them with his other clothes. I finally finished and threw in my blanket and shorts from the washer into the dryer.
I picked up his pile of clothes and headed to the guest room. I placed them on the dresser drawer and went over to his bed to straighten it out so he wouldn’t have to do it later. His bag was sitting on the floor along with his soccer shorts and jersey so I picked everything up and placed them on his newly made up bed. I added his clean clothes that were sitting on the dresser drawer to the stuff on his bed
By this time it was getting brighter outside so I figured it was time. I left the guestroom and headed towards my own humble abode. This time as I entered the room it didn’t smell so sexed up and it had aired out pretty well. I clapped my hands together loudly and announced, “Get up sleepy head; it’s time to rise and shine.” I headed over to my dresser drawer so I could lay out some clothes.
I heard Anatoli groan as he slowly opened his eyes. I turned around to make sure he was waking up and noticed his eyes had locked on to my naked figure. I didn’t make a scene out of being naked and turned back around to dig out some more items. I placed some things on my desk and rotated back to the bed.
Anatoli’s eyes bulged a little and he said something I couldn’t understand. “What?” I asked.
This time he responded in English, “beautiful,” he whispered in a trancelike state.
He seemed to be totally mesmerized and couldn’t keep himself from overtly ogling me. I don’t think he even knew he had said anything to me. I walked over to the bed with his eyes locked onto my teenaged sized goods and knelt down. His eyes never left my naked privates, and I finally placed my hand under his chin forcing him to look into my eyes. His sparkling blue orbs still seemed a little out of it and had the look of drowsiness to them.
“Hey big guy,” I whispered in his ear, “time to get up and smell the roses,” I continued as I tossed aside the blanket that was covering him up. The motion of my hand setting aside the blanket seemed to catch his attention as his eyes seemed to bulge out of his head. I guess his eyes weren’t the only thing bulging as I noticed a prominent tenting of his pajama shorts and the distinct outline from part of his ball sack protruding out through the leg opening.
He instinctively covered his privates up with his left hand as he threw the covers back over his torso with his right one. He buried his face in embarrassment into the pillow and curled up into a ball. I sighed and stroked my hand through his curly locks.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about,” I said as he slowly recovered from the shock of being exposed in a compromising position and looked back at me lifting his head off the pillow.
“Hey, we're a bunch of hormonal amped up guys and we all pop a stiffie at the oddest times,” I chuckled not knowing if he understood what I had said as I stood up and grabbed my own boner in demonstration before settling back on the floor next to the bed. This action had managed to elicit a fit of tittering laughter from him. I smiled back as I ruffled his hair. “Besides we all pop wood first thing in the morning until we take a pee.” I chuckled.
“C’mon, time to get dressed,” I repeated trying to get him up and moving.
“Please, little longer,” he pleaded as he grabbed my arm trying to haul me back into bed for some more sleep time. I got up and shook my head no. My privates were only a foot away from his face and I could see his eyes bulge a little at my nakedness so close to him. He tugged again and pleaded, “Please, a little more,”
I sighed and caved in as I lifted up the blanket and started to crawl over him to my side of the bed. I was hovering over him and saw how he was looking down my torso with my balls and little pecker protruded downwards toward him due to the natural gravitational pull. I too looked down the space between our bodies and noticed my jewels dangling freely only mere inches away from his tented pole. How awesome is that I said to myself as my body shivered with the excitement this scene created. I looked up into Anatoli’s eyes and noticed too late the wicked grin as he reached out and tickled my ribs.
He caught me off guard as I exploded into laughter and collapsed right on top of him. Our two bodies smashed up against one another as my bare chest and stomach pressed up against his bare skin and my crotch landed on top of his covered yet extremely hard pecker. We both giggled as he wrapped his arm around my torso and gave me a big hug holding me tightly up against him. I returned the embrace and enjoyed the tingling feelings I was getting from his closeness. He caught me off guard for a second time as his hands quickly reached down and squeezed my naked ass.
I yelped and my hips instinctively thrust forward in an attempt to get away from the invading attack. This reaction only managed to smash our two crotches together even more tightly and intimately. Before I could recover he laughed and said, “Tease.” His mischievous sparkling deep blue eyes laughed mockingly at me as I finally managed to roll off from on top of the boy and settle myself down next to him. He turned around so he was facing me and leaned in giving me another hug and kiss on the cheek. “I love you,” was all he said as he smiled with delight.
This time the phrase didn’t catch me by surprise. “I love you more,” I whispered into his ear as I hugged him up against me tightly.
We stayed there in each others embrace for a while before he pulled back and settled his head back down on the pillow. He was gazing at me fondly and I closed my eyes resting there letting him look at me like I had done to him earlier. I was at peace and actually dozed for a little while. We had things to do today, but they could wait for a little while longer. I felt his fingers on my face as they traced my features. I didn’t flinch and let him do with me as he pleased while I drifted off to a light leveled stage of sleep.
As I slept I could feel his hands fiddling through my hair and caressing my face. He shifted the blanket down around my waist keeping my privates covered and started to caress my torso. I sighed with contentment and quivered with euphoria as he traced my features with his fingers. He was getting to know my body, but in a considerate type of manner. Tears ran down my cheek at the memory of me taking advantage of him, yet here he was getting to know me, but in a warm, tender, and respectful manner. My love for this kid kept soaring to new heights.
I guess I must have dozed deeper than I thought because I woke up a little while later with Anatoli huddled up against my torso. I could feel his two and a half inch rigid nail pressing up against me and figured it was the usual morning woody most of us boys got. My eyes fluttered open and noticed he was dozing as well. I reached over and gently ran my fingers through his hair. I loved the feel of his curls around my fingers, the way it shone and glistened, picking up the flicker of sunlight through the window, and the wafting sent of shampoo drifting towards me at the slightest movement of air. I watched as his bright blue eyes fluttered open and his lips parted in a peaceful smile.
“Good morning,” I whispered.
“Good morning,” he whispered back sighing from the feeling of my fingers twisting his curly locks. I stopped playing with his hair and placed my hand against his face tracing his features with my fingers.
“I think we should get up,” I whispered gently.
He sighed and nodded his head as he uncovered himself and crawled out of bed. This time he didn’t hide his little erection tenting out the soft fabric of his pajama shorts.
“I put your clean clothes in your room. I think we can work on the fence line for an hour or two before getting a bite to eat. Then I have another project for us. Depending on how long it takes us we may have some time to go do a little riding around and goofing off. Your mom is going to get back around five or six in the evening. Does that sound alright to you?”
Anatoli turned and kneeled on the bed his prominent bulge clearly visible. He leaned in giving me a kiss on the cheek and nodded his head indicating the day’s plan sounded good to him. I couldn’t help but admire his physique and the nice little bulge protruding from his pajama bottoms. He noticed my gaze and smiled as he got up and left for the bathroom.
I could hear the explosion of urine splashing in the toilet as I headed towards the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. I remembered something and stopped by the door and yelled out to him.
“Hey, I just wanted to remind you about the emails. You may want…” That’s as far as I got before the door burst open and he nearly bowled me over in his haste to get to my laptop.
“O.K. then,” I yelled as he entered my room looking for the laptop. I shook my head as I proceeded to the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. I finished the bacon and scrambled eggs right at about the time Anatoli came walking into the kitchen and plopped down on the chair at the bar counter. He scooped up a liberal amount of food on his plate simply beaming and with a delightful countenance across his visage.
“So?” I asked a little curiously as I scooped what was left of breakfast on my plate. My portion looked significantly smaller than his. I would have to remember this tidbit of information in the future.
“Friends, all jealous.” He smiled at me filled with pride. “They glad I write, jealous I go riding and swim in pool. It still cold home.”
He talked as best he could as he told me about his friends motioning with his hands for emphasis. He got frustrated at times when the words didn’t come out right, but I told him to take it slow and be patient because his English was way better than he thought.
We ate our meal and I enjoyed how happy he was about his friends. After he was finished we headed out to retrieve our ATV’s. The air was crisp and clear from the thunderstorm just like I had predicted with us enjoying the freshness and renewal of the day with everything all around us blooming as we headed out towards the fence line. We made good progress and I called a halt a couple of hours later. Anatoli nodded his head in approval, and I could tell he felt proud of his work.
We made it back to the house, checked up on Amber with me saddling her up and putting her through some paces in the lower field. I even let Anatoli ride her around a bit letting him get comfortable with the horse before handing over the reigns to him. The boy smiled and waved at the camera while I snapped off some pictures for him. I really enjoyed how the saddle forced his pants to snuggle up tightly against his crotch creating the typical outline of a boy bulge. It was simply a deliciously delectable sight.
A little while later we unsaddled Amber allowing the mare to wander around in the open field. We headed back to the barn putting everything away before making our way inside for some lunch. Stepping inside into the mudroom we stripped down to our underwear, threw the dirty stuff in the washer, and cleaned our hands. I told him he should go get changed into his soccer shorts and t-shirt for the other project I had in mind after lunch. He nodded his head in agreement not bothering to ask what the plan was after we ate.
I headed for my own room and changed into a pair of clean shorts and t-shirt before heading out to the kitchen. Anatoli joined me a few minutes later sitting at the counter next to the kitchen. He was twirling around in his chair, and I snuck glances towards him smiling at the game he was playing. He seemed to enjoy twirling around in the chair. I had done the same thing on a number of occasions so didn’t mind.
He would use his legs to propel himself around and every once in a while the gap between his shorts would flare out enough to provide me with a glimpse between his legs. He must have taken off his dirty underwear when he put on his clean shorts because I could clearly see parts of his naked little nut sack when the opening between the fabric and leg split apart.
We ate our lunch and headed out to the car garage. I hit the button to open it up then got in the Subaru small sized SUV and pulled it out into the driveway. It looked in good shape for an older model and the cobalt blue color still had the newness look to it.
“Well, this guy’s been sitting in the garage for a while so I figured it was time to get it all cleaned up both inside and out,” I told Anatoli.
“Very nice car,” he said appreciatively.
“Yeah, it’s got the four wheel drive capability which is a must around here not only during the winter months but on these back roads. Anyway, I want to take everything out from inside the car and we can place the items in this box. I plan on having it vacuumed on the inside, and then we can wash and wax the outside. What do you say,” I asked sincerely as we both peered around inside the car.
“Good,” Anatoli responded nodding his head.
The car wasn’t too messy inside so it wouldn’t take too long. We started hauling things out of the car placing them in the box. After we got the inside all cleared out I got the vacuum cleaner out and plugged it in. I also dug out some interior cleaner and rags setting them off to the side so the car’s leather seats and vinyl parts could be cleaned.
“O.K.,” I said. “I am hoping you can get started with cleaning up the interior while I start dinner. Do you guys like spaghetti?” I asked him.
“Uh…yes. Like very much.” He stated looking at me questioningly. “We dinner, here?” He asked pointing to himself and then the house.
“Yeah, I figured it would be getting pretty late by the time your mom and my dad got home. Kind of late for your mom to try getting something cooked up and I thought she would be pretty tired too.”
Anatoli listened to my explanation as he slowly deciphered my words. He seemed to be getting better at the communication department. I guess it was a lot easier to listen and decipher English than to speak it, yet even his speech seemed to be better. Maybe it was also because he was actually being forced to use it.
He nodded his head and rubbed his tummy. “Like spaghetti,” he said smiling back at me.
“Alright then,” I winked at him. “I’ll get dinner started and then I will come out and help you finish up the car. Sound fair enough?” I asked.
“Fair,” he said holding out his small fist so we could bump knuckles sealing the deal.
I went inside to start dinner while he dove into his task on the car. It didn’t take long to get the ground beef browned up in the pot and all the ingredients dumped in to start its slow simmering cycle. I also added spicy sausage into the pot of spaghetti to cook as well. A lot of people don’t add large sausages to their spaghetti, but I loved spicy food and the zesty sausages added additional flavor to the recipe. I knew Anatoli enjoyed spicy food so there wouldn’t be any issues there. The spaghetti itself wouldn’t become fiery, but it would change the flavor slightly. I set out another smaller pot, put water in it, and deposited it down on the stove so it would be ready to boil the spaghetti noodles right before dinner time.
By the time I had finished and made it back outside, stopping along the way at the mudroom to put the clothes in the dryer, Anatoli had made good progress on the interior of the vehicle. He had wiped down all the leather seats and vinyl, and was currently finishing up the last bit of vacuuming. I could see the sweat caking his hair to his forehead while he worked.
“Wow, really nice Anatoli,” I said watching him step out of the SUV. He smiled appreciatively at my compliment. “Looks like you’ve really been hard at it.”
“Yes, like new,” he grunted as he wiped the sweat off of his face.
“Yeah, it really looks great. Well I think between the two of us we should be able to get the outside looking like new as well. We started the washing process as we soaped down the exterior of the car and applied a good amount of elbow grease. It was coming along pretty good and at some point we had both stripped off our shirts. It was actually fun and we even managed to get into a couple of innocent water fights.
Anatoli looked so adorably cute in those crisp white colored flimsy soccer shorts. Of course when they got soaked he might as well have been naked because they were even more translucent than his underwear had been the previous day at the pool. At one point Anatoli caught me by surprise when my back was turned and he dumped the entire contents of the cold soapy bucket of water on my head.
I stood rooted in place shivering as the cold water immediately made my body stiffen up. “Shit, that’s cold,” I yelped as Anatoli bent over at the waist in a fit of laughter. I had the hose in my hand and what I did shocked him. Instead of turning the hose on him and spraying him, I wrapped my arm around his waist and shoved the nozzle down the front of his shorts and released the spray.
He jumped so hard from the ice cold water spraying directly on his preteen sized boy baubles he nearly managed to dump me on the ground. He was screaming for mercy as I let the sprayer hose down his own little fireman’s boy hose for another several long moments. It was spraying so much out of the nozzle the water was literally flowing out the leg openings and out through the top of the waistband and even out through the fabric material itself.
His shorts literally bloated outwards with water and it looked pretty damn comical. After a bit longer just to make sure I had gotten him good, I released him watching while he jumped and hopped around grabbing onto his now completely frozen and shrunken little boyhood. He looked hilarious as his hands dove down under his shorts and he tried to massage some feelings back into that shriveled piece of frozen tube steak.
“Shit,” he said repeating my earlier use of the curse word. “C-c-c-c-cold,” he stuttered as he continued to massage his sausage, or rather now finger sized snack. “Shit…shit…shit,” he sputtered making me giggle because that part of his English seemed to have come very natural.
“Yeah, well all is fair in war and love,” I stated to him. “Oh, by the way you may want to watch your cursing around your mom,” I said seriously. “If she finds out we are cursing like this we are both in for it,” I chuckled as I continued to watch him administer to himself.
“Yes…‘shit,’ good word,” he said as he looked up and smiled at me impishly.
“Yeah, ‘shit,’ good word until mother hears us, then wooden spoon on the top of our heads it will be.” I stated in a matter of fact kind of way.
“Yes, but run fast,” Anatoli said pointing to himself.
“Hah, where to?” I responded back as I shrugged pointing out into the wide expanse. “At some point you’d have to go home and she will still be waiting with that wooden spoon to give you a big thumping.”
By this time Anatoli had finished administering to his little boy penis and had removed his hand from under his shorts. The heavy wet material settle tightly against his exposed skin and I almost burst out laughing as they settled down snuggly against his little shriveled up tackle box, and I do mean ‘little’ because the cold water had a huge shrinkage affect on him.
The wet see through fabric fastened itself to his crotch clearly showing his now shrunken treasure. His balls had literally leaped up inside of his body and all that could be seen was a small little outline of skin. His flaccid penis had also shrunk, and didn’t even look to be longer than an inch, if I had to estimate at this point I would say it was less than a half inch long showing nothing but the his circumcised knob. Seeing the damage I had created made me feel a little guilty, I say only a little because he had started the entire incident with the bucket of cold water.
We called a truce and finished up washing the car before wiping it dry. We then continued the cleaning process and started applying wax to the paint. It was a little after two in the afternoon by the time we finished detailing the car. We both stepped back and nodded approvingly before putting away the cleaning materials and heading back inside the house.
I handed Anatoli his clean dry clothes and told him to change into his riding gear because we had earned a little bit of fun. I didn’t have to ask twice as he sprinted off to his bedroom to get changed. I stopped briefly in the kitchen and shut off the stove before heading to my room to change as well.
Anatoli was waiting for me by the kitchen, and I took the time to pack up the small cooler with some drinks. I hesitated a moment as I opened up a drawer in the living room and retrieved the video camera. I turned it on to make sure it was charged and nodded satisfied there was enough juice to take some videos of us riding our ATV’s.
Anatoli looked at me questioningly. “We can shoot some videos of us riding and then you can post it on Youtube for your friends. They’ll be really jealous once they see you in action.”
“Horsy” Anatoli reminded me as I nodded.
“Yeah, I guess they will be jealous of you riding Amber too.” I chuckled.
My young charge cracked a smile and nodded his approval appreciatively as we walked out to the barn, filled up the ATV’s with gas, and headed off down the back trails. Anatoli was getting really good at handling his ATV and I decided to take him on some of the more challenging trails. He had a lot of natural talent and watched me closely getting some hints on how to handle some of the more rugged trails. We would stop every once in a while and shoot some videos of us in action.
We stopped at a nice scenic point and Anatoli wanted me to video tape him showing his friends the landscape so they could see not only my ranch but his as well. I followed his lead as he spoke to his friends in a language I didn’t understand and paid attention to his gestures. He would point out things in the distance and I would pan over to get what he was telling his friends on the video. I watched the scene in the video screen with one eye and with the other eye watched him intently as he chattered away pointing out vital parts of the region.
After he pointed out the area to his friends he introduced me to them and took up the camera pointing it towards me. I laughed and smiled into the camera as he started filming me. I did the basic hello and I hope all of Anatoli’s friends are doing well. I apologized to them for talking in English, but I didn’t know how to speak their language. He then set the camera on a rock pointing towards the ATV’s and he motioned for me to stand next to mine as he stood next to his. He talked some more pointing towards me and my ATV, and then finished off explaining about the one he was riding. Satisfied with the result we turned off the video and put our gloves and helmets back on.
All in all we put in a good two plus hours before we decided to call it quits. Our parents would likely be home soon and we wanted to get back and cleaned up before they showed up.
We got back and put away our gear and stepped into the mudroom. I quickly got undressed down to my skivvies and tossed in my clothes into the washer. Anatoli hesitated and I started to say something when a thought crossed my mind.
“You’re not wearing any underwear are you?” I asked with a straight face, but just the idea of him having gone commando was too much as I burst out in a fit of laughter shaking my head.
His cheeks turned red as he reached out and slugged my playfully waiting for me to calm down as he chuckled too. “Don’t worry about it, just take off your shoes and socks then you can head back to the bedroom. You can use the bathroom here on the main floor and I’ll use my dad’s downstairs.
I headed back to my bedroom as Anatoli wrestled with his shoes and socks. As I walked towards my room I scrolled through some of my text messages. There was one from my dad and I opened it up. He said they would be on their way home shortly and would probably arrive a little before six. It also stated Mrs. M had passed. I smiled as I saw Anatoli zoom by my room.
“Hey, I just got a text from dad, he says they are on their way and they will be home a little before six. That means we have thirty or forty minutes.”
I heard Anatoli’s confirmation to the news as he shut his bedroom door. I set down my phone and the video camera on my desk and rummaged through my dresser drawer getting out some clothes. I peeled off my underwear and headed for my dad’s shower not bothering with putting anything on.
As I exited my room I saw Anatoli heading towards the bathroom totally naked with just some clean clothes covering up his front. He smiled and looked down at my naked torso appreciatively as he licked his lips nervously. He hugged his own clothes closer to the front of his privates making sure they were completely covered up. He seemed a little nervous about being this naked in front of me. He always had at least something on that he wore which covered his crotch area, but now the only thing keeping him from being completely naked was something being held in front of his little boy bits. This was as close to being naked in front of me the younger boy could muster. I thought I could detect a little tenting on the article of clothing covering his front crotch and smiled back at him.
I didn’t move and watched him as he continued towards the bathroom door. Anatoli had a wicked grin on his face as he turned his back to me and wiggled his naked little apple shaped butt cheeks in my face. I could see the bottom of his little sack between his legs jostling around freely bumping against his thighs. Man, how I wanted to reach over and tweak his pale little globes and then tuck my hand between his legs and snatch up his little concord sized grapes in my fingers.
“Damn, you’re such a tease,” I rasped out as the breathing in my chest contracted in upon itself. I saw him turn slightly and look at my full blown erection and smile. When he twisted towards me he ended up being slightly turned to the side and at this angle I could clearly see his hard shaft pressing up against the article of clothing he was holding in front of himself. It was so damn sexy as I noticed a bluish vein snaking up the side of his shaft. I could even see most of his little purplish russet toned glans as it pressed against the fabric forcing it to bend a little awkwardly.
He stuck his tongue out at me, winked nodding his head towards my crotch, and said “wicked,” making me bust a gut at how he was picking up our slang at a rapid clip as he turned around and heading into the bathroom with his butt jiggling around a little and never having been the wiser for giving me a private show in the process.
The noise of him shutting the door brought me back into reality and I headed downstairs to get cleaned up and take care of some much needed personal business. I was horny before, but this little display had me all sexed up with a raging hard-on which had to be dealt with immediately.
I hopped in the shower and quickly cleaned my body and hair. I didn’t want to spend too much time getting cleaned up so I could have time for my personal business. With my body and hair all cleaned up I soaped up my torso and reached down feeling my rock solid tool in my hands. It felt bigger to me and I wondered if I had hit another growth spurt down there and if maybe my rousing desires and extreme feelings toward Anatoli had anything to do with it.
I looked down at my shaft and the deep purple colored mushroom head as my fist started pounding my meat. I only had a small patch of hair on my pubic mound and at the moment they were barely visible as the water cascaded over them and pooled around the base of my shaft to continue its journey before finally dripping off my little brown sack. My mind flittered over all the sexual moments and images of my two days and one night with the most exotic creature in the world. I saw his little pinhead sized freckle on his little flaccid penis. I could see and feel Anatoli’s lovely shaft elongate and expand in my fingers as I gently stroked him and felt how his concord grape sized testicles felt in my hands as I gently squeezed his loose skin on his nut sack.
It wasn’t taking me long to reach the pinnacle of intensity as my fist slid easily over my four inch, now maybe a little larger, sized drooling tool. My hand pumped effortlessly over the soap slicked sleek shaft as I started grunting from the extreme sensations coursing through my small frame. The scene from only moments earlier of his shaft pressing and bending a little against the soft fabric of his clothing finally brought the release I was looking for.
The extremeness of my orgasm caught me by surprise as my hard shaft jolted violently in my hands spewing forth a profusely large copious load of cum. I literally heard my viscous cum splatter against the wall of the shower booth followed by yet another one not more than a fraction of a second later. Once again the power of my orgasm raged a war on my small frame and my knees buckled and I nearly collapsed. I was saved only due to the fact I had been leaning against the wall.
I grunted and groaned as the numerous orgasmic spasms rippled through my body. With one last shudder it was over and I was breathing hard trying desperately to get needed oxygen back into my lungs. If my orgasms were going to be like this from now on it was going to take some getting used to. Never before had they felt so wonderful and intoxicating, yet at the same time almost too painful. I could only pray I would be able to get a little more control over myself if my orgasms were going to continue in this fashion.
I quickly rinsed off all of my sexing splattered over the walls of the shower stall. I rinsed off my sticky little rapidly deflating flaccid tool and got out to dry off. My little tool had an angry red tinge to it and didn’t appear as if it wanted to completely deflate yet. I decided to get dressed in my room and left my dad’s shower heading upstairs. I didn’t think I had been overly long in the shower because I had made sure to make the cleaning of my body process a quick one.
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End of Chapter Five
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