Boys Of Summer #8: After-School Special - Sex Stories

Boys Of Summer #8: After-School Special

... my eyes wide with emphasis. I could feel my face flush red.

“You can’t let anybody hear you call me ‘Daddy,’” I told Bo on the way home a couple hours later. “Besides, what if I start getting aroused – especially in the locker room? You know I like it when you call me ‘daddy.’ I’ve spent all this time keeping you from getting caught. Now you’re going to get me hard in a locker room full of naked boys.”

“Sorry,” he said. “I just suddenly got an image of us doing all our favorite things in the locker room shower instead of at home. That would be so hot!”

“Maybe,” I agreed. “But there’s no way we could get away with it. We could never get the locker room to ourselves.”

The school locker room simply wasn’t possible, I knew. But it gave me an idea to consider.

Our clothes disappeared the second we made it upstairs at Bo’s house. We’d become expert at stripping nearly instantly whenever we found ourselves alone.

Bo held me from behind as we stood under the shower. He massaged my limp dick with one hand as his other arm held me tight. I could feel his own cock growing quickly against my naked ass.

He kissed my shoulders while we let the water warm up.

“You don’t know how badly I wanted to do this at school,” he said.

While I soaped up my chest and stomach, Bo began stroking my then hard cock.

“Don’t you want to hit the pool?” I asked.

“I guess we can.” He sounded dejected.

“We can clean each other up first, though,” I allowed, turning to face ...

... him and hand him the soap.

Bo lathered up his hands and continued stroking and massaging my cock and balls. I did the same for him.

After a minute, I turned around again and pushed my ass out for him. He quickly sent his soapy hand down my crack and fingered my tight hole for a few seconds.

We traded places and I made him face me so I could hold both our stiff cocks together for a few soapy strokes.

His tongue found mine in seconds and we made out until we were breathless and closer to cumming than I had wanted.

After rinsing off, our still hard dicks bobbled all the way down to the pool. But they quickly shrank once we dove into the chilly water.

Twenty minutes later, Bo came over to where I had sat on the steps at the shallow end with only my feet remaining in the water.

“Y’know, it’s been over a week since the last time you gave me a blowjob,” I said. “I’m surprised you haven’t bugged me about it every day.”

With a devilish smile, Bo lifted up on to his knees between my legs. He slid his wet hand up my thigh as he rose up from the water like the Greek god he was. His olive skin practically glowed in the August sun. His wet hair lay heavy on his face, and chest. His thick pubic hair glistened with droplets as it broke the surface of the water framing his fat, growing brown cock.

His eyes were pure lust and hunger as they traveled from my eager groin to my face. When they met mine, I nearly gasped in anticipation.

I did catch my breath when he ...