Seduction of Greg (or me) Awesome Art
Life is good. It would be perfect if I had a dream lover to come home to each night but that can wait while I get the rest of my life in order. Right now my business is going great guns and I'm loving the challenge. I have a big house on a gorgeous piece of property and a yard boy who is fueling my imagination. When the sexual pressure gets too great, I've found a couple night spots that have yet to fail me.
With my business finally running smoothly, at Christmas I was able to spend a week in Puerta Vallarta enjoying the sun, the sea, the culture, and the young men who populate the beaches. At first I thought these hunks were just friendly natives and then I met Hector. He greeted me on the beach and we chatted briefly as we strolled along. He then asked if I'd like to come back to his room, and while I was considering it, he planted the most luscious kiss on my lips that I'd ever experienced.
It then became clear to me that these guys were out making a living off the rich Gringos. Since money is not a concern to me, I enjoyed one each night. Each one was different but they all shared smooth tanned skin, beautiful eyes, luscious lips, generous cocks, and best of all, hungry asses. Heaven on earth!!
Far from being jaded hustlers, these young men enjoyed the sex as much as the money. On the fourth night, I met Julio in a swimming suit store. We were both trying on various Speedos and foreign skimpy apparel and sharing the one mirror. Soon we were encouraging each other and even helping with the fittings. Both of us were having more and more trouble concealing our growing equipment in the skimpy wear so we each made a purchase and retired to my hotel room.
As the door closed we climbed out of our clothes and into the bed. After a few deep passionate kisses with us rolling all over each other, we settled into a marvelous 69 session. As we devoured each other, my hands roamed over Julio's gorgeous ass. He groaned with pleasure as my fingers stroked the back of his ball sac, his perineum, and his crack. With no effort at all, my fingers slipped into his hole one at a time until three were lodged in the hot warm space. That only drove Julio to beg me to fuck him and fuck him I did. We went in every position we knew and each one brought us closer and closer to climax. Finally we ended with Julio face down and me pumping slowly in and out as I nibbled his neck and ears. He started groaning and his ass muscles contracted as he came heavily. That drove me over the top and I bathed his hot channel with shot after shot.
Sorry I've lost my way. I was supposed to be talking about the seduction of Greg. It is coming but a little more introduction first.
About five years ago my parents were suddenly killed in a tragic car accident. Besides being completely devastated at the time, it resulted in my becoming a wealthy man at 32 years of age.
I was content in my position as a high school chemistry teacher but in the back of my mind I had always wanted to run my own manufacturing company. Overnight the opportunity came along and I decided to go for it. I searched the internet for a general purpose manufacturing building and discovered that the recession had made many available. One really caught my eye; it was a five year old facility in New Holland, Illinois (far south suburb), which was being sold along with a large personal residence in a fashionable neighborhood under what had to be considered emergency conditions.
After five years my operation is up and running with thirty employees. The custodian at the plant was a fifty-ish man who keeps everything running and presentable. He basically became my lieutenant and kept an eye on everything for me. He lived in a nearby suburb with his wife and three kids. In April his daughter was married and I was invited. I surprised them by showing up at the Dutch Reformed Church for the ceremony and the reception in the church hall. The wedding party was small. The male attendants were her two brothers Gary and Greg. Gary was twenty and a rugged looking bruiser of a guy. Greg was seventeen. Although almost as tall as Gary, he had about half the mass. Several times during the ceremony and the reception, I caught Greg's gaze on me. His eyes were a steely blue grey and twinkled. Although not handsome in a traditional sense, he was a fine looking young man who obviously would develop into a great looker. I was flattered with his attention and made it a point to chat with him at the reception.
Greg was somewhat bored with school and life in general. It occurred to me that I was in desperate need of a yard man for the summer since the grounds to my home and the pool were much more than I could handle. Greg, his dad, and I settled on several after school work sessions per week until school was out and then full time for the summer.
The yard had about four acres including a back-yard large pool, a fountain with a small stream, and, in the back, a fairly dense stand of giant oaks and maples. Around the house were some nicely landscaped areas but all had been neglected. Our first job was to get the gardens trimmed back. We hit the yard on a nice May Saturday with clippers, trimmers, rakes, wheelbarrows, and sweat. Since it was a warm day, we stripped off our shirts about 11 AM and soon were glistening in the sun. I was surprised at how muscular and tight Greg's torso was since in his tux, he had looked like a skinny younger brother.
At noon I grabbed some sandwiches and beer and we lounged in the shade of the big oaks. We both lay back on the grass and soon were dosing off. I woke to find Greg back at work and I joined him as we worked through the afternoon. By 5 we were exhausted and covered with sweat and dirt. We looked at each other and grabbed the hose. Although the water was cold, we hosed each other off as we laughed and ran around. Finally out of breath, I asked Greg if he wanted to shower before heading home. He gave me a smirky smile and agreed. That surprised me a little since he seemed such a conservative young man. We went to my bedroom suite where he started stripping off his dirty wet clothes. I was surprised when he pulled off his soggy briefs to reveal a tight glowing ass. I stammered that I'd throw his clothes in the washer as he showered and grab him a robe. He swung around revealing his swelling cock and said, "ok, join me when you come back."
Now, what the heck do I do? I know Greg just had his 18th birthday so he was legal but there were so many other problems that could arise. But, man, was he ever cute and I had clearly been invited to do more.
I quickly stripped, jammed all the clothes in the washer, and nervously returned to the bathroom. The clear glass revealed Greg in all his glory. First, he turned his glorious ass to me and then turned to reveal a rock hard cock. He saw me enter the bathroom and motioned for me to join him. I really had no choice. I opened the door and stepped into the warm spray. It felt so good on my cold, dirty body. I relaxed briefly and then felt Greg take the soap and wash me all over.
His hands roamed down my back, caressing my sore muscles. When he reached my ass, he gently rubbed the buns and then headed down my dirty legs. I kept saying how good it felt and Greg hummed in agreement. On his way up, he let his soapy fingers gently slip up my crack and lightly touch my hole. I spread my legs and groaned in appreciation but he continued back up my back. Maybe, I was over-interpreting this and we were just getting cleaned up.
Then it was my turn to return the favor. I grabbed the soap and thoroughly coated his body with suds. Greg revealed himself as very sensual and even boyishly ticklish. I couldn't resist and concentrated on the spots that drove him crazy-his pits, his knees, and of course his ass. He stayed solidly hard and now I could see drops of precum forming on his gorgeous swollen head.
We rinsed off and I grabbed two giant fluffy towels. We dried ourselves and then helped out with each others' backs. Damn, I was hanging heavy but Greg was still at full staff. I complained about my aching muscles and asked Greg if he would mind massaging my back and shoulders a little. Greg agreed and we headed to my big bed.
After handing Greg some lotion, I stretched out naked on my stomach. Greg didn't hesitate and sat himself on my rear to give a solid symmetrical massage to my back. He was good and not too rough. Slowly my muscles relaxed under his gentle strokes. After a nice workout on my shoulders, Greg slipped down further on my legs and started down my back. What a touch!! Massages often stop at the waist band but not this one. Greg worked my lower back and tail bone area. Then he kneaded my ass cheeks and even drizzled some lotion into my crack. I couldn't help it; my legs parted to ease his way. That was what he was after. Suddenly my crack, perineum, and sac became the focus of the massage. I could no longer control my groaning and was urging him on. I couldn't decide what felt better-his gentle caress of my ball sac or the fingers playing with my hole and slipping in farther and farther.
Finally I said, "Greg you are playing with fire (and I love it)." He responded that was what he wanted. Since I was quickly getting out of control, I said, "Lie down; it's my turn to return the favor." Greg lay down flat and spread his legs nicely. I grabbed the lotion and climbed on board. My hands roamed all over his body but Greg was clearly way out of control. I coated my fingers and approached his hole. Greg groaned, "Do me, do me. I can't stand it any more." In response, I slipped my right finger deep in his hole while my left hand slipped under him to explore his raging hard. Greg's hips were thrusting and he was groaning like a bitch in heat. Soon he yelled, "Fuck me; please fuck me. I can't wait any longer."
In a effort to retain a small amount of my adult responsibility, I paused to slip on a condom and to gently stretch his very tight ass with extra fingers. Greg was definitely on fire and thrusting back against my fingers. I said, "Are you sure you are ready? I don't want you to do anything you'll regret." Greg replied, "Fuck me now before I go crazy."
I climbed back between his legs and pressed my raging hard against his hole. I pushed slowly and eventually it slipped in. Greg, in all his bravado, cringed a little and I slowed. I remembered my first time and knew it could be painful. Soon Greg was pushing back against me and slowly it slipped in and he took me all the way to the hilt. I lay flat against his back and nibbled on his neck and ears. Soon he turned his head and we kissed in a long exploratory kiss. Where was this going? This was more than just a quick fuck.
We broke our kiss and I started some slow and long strokes. Greg moaned louder and louder and was bucking against each thrust. He yelled that he was going to cum and I felt the contractions as his ass muscles worked over my cock. That was too much and I unloaded a big load deep in his rectum. I slowly withdrew and flopped down on the bed next to my lover. We wrapped our arms around each other and slipped off into a blissful sleep.
(If you would like to comment on this story, please write me at archhop@aol.com. Also, if you like the story, check for others by Awesome Art in beginnings, "Steve and Mario" in Dec, 07 and "Biology Teach" on adult/youth in Nov 08.)