Chapter 3 -- NAKED IN THE BATHROOM.
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Naked, I opened the door. I had some doubts how Kyle would react when he saw me but he smiled at me again and said that's how he wanted to see me.
-I've spent all day horny knowing I could work naked today, and I really want to. It's so good to find you comfortably naked and believe me: I will not ask you to put everything on again. You see that I'm not hard yet, but let me tell you that you have a hot body, Horace. I think you must have had a good sexual life with that body and don't worry: you're not hurting me. A friend can always tell a friend that he's hot and you're hot, Horace. Now I'm gonna strip and hope you enjoy what you see and jack off.
I really needed to jack off knowing that sexy Kyle would shamelessly strip for me and wanted to spend all day naked. On the floor there was a selection of slippers I told him he could try on when he was naked. I saw that on his left hand he had a packet that he told me had orange seeds and on his right hand he was carrying a notebook. Prior to stripping he put everything on the couch where I was sitting and told me he'd brought the poems he'd written as a child but I could read them later.
And all the time looking at me and always smiling, he removed his T-shirt. I'd already seen his chest but I frantically jacked off watching it again. Now he was not sweaty, but he had a wonderful smell of sweat. As he removed now shoes and socks and I was starting to believe at last that he would certainly take everything off, he started to talk.
-I did wank a couple of times yesterday. First I was really horny to wank over myself totally nude and I did like what I see. I liked it so much that now I really need to show you my body, my friend. Hope you do not think now that I'm becoming big headed.
-Of course not, Kyle. I love to know you find yourself sexy at last, cause you're really a hot boy.
Just then he started to pull down his pants and he continued talking.
-Finally I did wank over my armpits again and now that's a fun I will have whenever I return home sweaty from my job. First I will wank smelling them and later I will have a shower. And yes, I did taste them and I was really surprised at the good taste they have. Finally I'll pull down my briefs; hope you like what you see.
And the moment he pulled down his briefs, I could not help but shoot a big load, first time I could see his dick. It was long and beautiful and he was hard. He told me he was that hard because it was so arousing to show everything to a good friend, that's what he told me. I also praised his balls. But then that hot guy Kyle turned and showed me his gorgeous ass.
-I still remember, my friend, that the first masturbation you had over me was watching a bit of my crack. Well now that you're watching it completely, what do you think?
-It's sexiest, Kyle. If ever you want to have sex with a boy, you will really succeed. Forgive me for having said that.
-I have nothing to forgive you for. Glad to know you like my bum. And now you can be sure I'll be naked the rest of my working day. First I wanna plant your orange trees. You can accompany me and of course masturbate as much as you want.
He was trying some slippers first and finally chose a gray pair that fit him perfectly and we went out to the garden at last.
It was so hot to walk naked in the garden next to that hot naked boy. It was like exhibitionism, though I knew well nobody could see us. In that moment I felt for the first time the need to share my life with someone like him and every day walk a bit on our garden like this: with no clothes on and both of us hard, for Kyle was also hard and when I asked him, he told me he loved experiencing for the first time to have a naked stroll.
As he planted the trees that one day would embellish my garden, he told me the best time to plant orange trees would have been in spring, but it was a good time now nevertheless. He even told me how often I should water them and the amount of water they required. Of course I was all the time jerking myself off, at the vision of such hot naked gardener and getting used to the idea that Kyle really wanted me to wank over him. He always thought it was a compliment and now that he did indeed find himself sexy, I would help him with the notion constantly paying due homage to his hot body. I finally came for the first time in my garden and I still expected to see Kyle masturbating and cumming at least once today.
After a while, he told me had finished and now he would head to my bedroom toilet, the one which was wrong. I accompanied him there of course. He saw that what the toilet had was something easy to solve and added he would first repair the tiles. I had a lot of spare tiles in case he needed them, which of course he would need. They had geraniums painted in them. I told him I would let him work on the tiles and meanwhile I'd go to the living room to read his poems.
I returned to the bathroom three quarters of an hour later. He told me he had finished with the tiles and had placed new ones. I told him I had just read his poems.
-You're also talented for writing, Kyle, and I'm not saying this to you because you know I lust for you. But indeed you used to write very good poetry. I particularly liked The Earthquake. I like it when you become apocalyptic. I loved feeling the vortex of the Earth swallowing so many dreams. There's something metaphorical in that.
-Glad you like them. Now I want you to bring a bucket to help me throw the debris. And now I will repair your toilet.
He was for a while throwing the debris in the bucket. Then I decided to take the bucket somewhere else, maybe to the kitchen and later I will take the bucket out of my house. When I returned to the bathroom, I saw Kyle already with his head on the toilet and he told me it was nothing and it would soon be repaired. So I let him continue working. I was gonna masturbate again looking at that sexy plumber working naked, when I noticed there was semen on the floor. So I had to ask him.
-Kyle, I've not cum in the bathroom today and I can see a lot of semen on the floor. Did you jerk yourself off when I was in the kitchen?
-Well, I've shot a load; it's my semen that you can see, but I wasn't masturbating.
I saw him so embarrassed that I did not dare ask him, so I told him.
-Ok, Kyle, glad you've cum at last in my house. I'm not gonna ask you why you've cum.
-You know what, Horace? It's not that I am embarrassed but once again it is that I will have to reflect about myself. You've taught me not to reject any fun for my dick and I wanna become your real friend, so I won't hide anything and I'd rather tell you.
-Well, you can tell me, but remember I'm not asking you.
-I've cum because of you and I don't give a damn. I had already started to look at your toilet when you walked close to me carrying the bucket and you almost put your ass on my face. For a moment I found your ass so close to my face beautiful, more when I saw your crack opening a bit so I could also see your fuzz. But it wasn't that. Suddenly I smelt your ass and it was that what made me cum. Now you know. I've shot a load with the smell of a boy's ass.
-At least I can tell you that I wash my ass every day so it must be almost clean. I'm sorry you've cum with that.
-I don't want any apologies, Horace. I've shot a load for the first time with a boy, but I don't care. I can repair your toilet later. It's clogged with some toilet paper and it won't take me a long time to repair it. You know what, Horace? I'm sure you want to see me jacking off in your house. I would like to masturbate smelling your arse, if you allow me.
-I would allow you, Kyle, but you must be very sure for that. It's a gay masturbation and maybe you don't like it. I don't wanna hurt you.
-I've already cum with the smell of a boy and now I know I wanna jerk myself off with that smell. Don't worry, Horace. I would even like to touch your ass.
-Kyle, you can do it provided you allow me to do the same later. I also wanna have fun with my dick sniffing your crack.
-My ass will not be as clean as yours, but if you want, you can do it. Please put your ass on my face.
I had to comply and let him try. I wanted to masturbate later with no other thing than sniffing that hot boy's ass, so first I put my ass almost on his nose and I was surprised when I saw Kyle starting to touch my ass at once. I don't know why I was surprised. At this point nothing should surprise me with Kyle. I felt him jacking off as he talked.
-You want to know whether I'm capable of doing everything and whether there's anything I've never done. Well, my friend, I've never masturbated with a boy. This is something new in my curriculum too, lol.
And just then I heard him sniffing the interior of my bum but that's not all he did. I was surprised again when I suddenly noticed Kyle's tongue tasting my ass and he was telling me he hoped I wouldn't mind. Of course I didn't mind. It was him that should mind. Maybe he wouldn't like to know what he'd done when he came, but there he was whacking off not only smelling my ass, but tasting it. It was just two minutes when I felt him cumming. And he told me: thanks, my friend. I'm glad I've done it.
-Kyle, I still remember my first masturbation over you was with what little I could glimpse of your crack. Now I'd love to wank sniffing and tasting that sexy ass you have.
-Now we'll do it the other way round, Horace. Here you have my ass --He told me with his bum already on my face. How good it smelled-! Have fun now and of course you can also touch it.
I instantly began to grope his ass with real lust, and I started to smell that hot bum and to masturbate frantically. He was talking.
-Horace, you allow me to work totally nude in your house, and I love it. You constantly masturbate looking at me, and I love it. You told me I could even jerk myself off here and I loved hearing that. A while ago, you even allowed to me whack off smelling your ass. So this is fun for both, utter fun, and now we can also have fun with each other. So you can go on.
I devoted all the time to sniffing that sexy hole he had and just two minutes later I also stuck my tongue in and started to rim that hot heterosexual guy who was allowing me.
-Is it not too dirty? Tell me the truth, please Horace.
-You're so sexy, Kyle, that your ass smells like a mixture of cumin and cinnamon. It's a wonderful taste, so good that I'm cumming now. Thaaannnks!
-It's you I should thank, now just give me five minutes to repair this toilet completely and later we will have a coffee together again, today both totally nude --and again he showed me his true self in a new glorious smile.
I stayed there watching him repair the toilet for five minutes. I was totally hard but I didn't masturbate now. I just liked watching that hot naked worker. It was a new surprise: with that hot open-minded boy, I didn't even need to play with my dick; I would just spend hours looking at him, hard but in a calm way.
After seven minutes, he told me.
-I'm gonna flush now --and he did just then-. There you are, your bedroom toilet works perfectly now. We can have our first naked coffee.
So we went to the kitchen and I prepared coffee. Once we were sitting comfortably naked together, he told me.
-I first have to convince, Horace, my friend, that not only you are not hurting me but you are increasing my sexual fun. Maybe I'm gay, who knows? But if I am, I will be glad to know, believe me.
-Kyle, I think we're really becoming friends and I cannot tell you how happy I am because of that. I think you are even experiencing fun playing with a boy. But since we're already friends, let me tell you something. You enjoy it with girls, Kyle and you will always enjoy them. If suddenly you have fun with a boy too, that's perfect for I can see that not even that would shock you. But take your time for I don't think you're gay. You're just the most open-minded boy I've ever seen and you could be a heterosexual boy who suddenly likes playing with a boy too, or you could be bisexual. Take it easy, Kyle, and don't reach the wrong conclusion. You're not gay, my friend.
-After coffee I will look at all the rooms where you have tiles and will check them. Hope you have spare tiles for each room, for when I saw them, I also saw they have different drawings --I nodded. I had a lot of boxes containing all kind of tiles at home and told him-. But first I would like to have one other fun. Ok, maybe I'm not gay but I'm horny enough to try one more thing.
-What do you want, Kyle?
-You've just seen me cumming with the smell of your ass and you know I've already masturbated twice with the smell of my armpits and have even loved the taste. Prior to looking at the tiles, I would like to masturbate sniffing and tasting your pits. You're slightly sweaty today and I like the smell.
-I had a shower this morning, Kyle, but you know? The days are so hot that I'm sweating.
-That's perfect for me. I would really like to know your smell and your taste, Horace, will you also allow me that fun?
-Ok, I'll let you try but if you don't like it, of course you can stop. And later it must also be me that has that fun with your pits too.
-Good, raise one of your arms, please.
If he wanted to try that fun, I would at least let him try. I wanted to become his friend in earnest and it was obvious he wanted to experience new pleasures, and this was a fun he'd already had with himself. So I raised my arms and he couldn't be harder when he started to sniff my armpits. He was again beating his meat and again with a wonderful smile.
-When you end your work here, I'll always remember your body, your sweat, your smells and your attitude, you hot boy. But what I will spend my whole life remembering is Kyle's smiles. You are doubly sexy when you smile. I think you're enjoying --and in that moment he started to shamelessly taste my pits- but anyhow I can't see you as horny as you were before. Maybe it's because your dick is exhausted.
-It's not that, Horace. I'm really enjoying the smell and taste of your pits and it's something I'd like to do every day as long as I keep on working in your house. But you know what? I think I am simply missing a riper taste, as my pits have. I love the taste but I'd like your pits to be sweatier. Could you have a shower if you want every day but not clean your armpits, Horace?
-Since I see this is giving you fun too, I'll do as you have asked me.
-Wonderful; thanks, my friend. And now look at me again cumming with your tastes --I saw his sexy cock shooting a new load and before it was my turn now to lick his pits, he showed me one other of his wonderful smiles and told me-.
-Far from getting shocked, I love knowing my masturbations today and I really wanna keep on playing these little sexual games with you, my friend --and he didn't add any more words but knowing what I wanted he simply raised his right arm and looked at me again with other of his wonderful smiles, so I simply took my hand to my cock, incredibly hard again, and started whacking off as my turn had come to sniff one other spot of that hot boy's masculinity.
Before I started tasting his right armpit, I told him.
-I still remember I wanked over your sweat yesterday when you were skillfully working on the roof, but I swear I never thought the very following you, I would be permitted to sniff and taste your sweat. Thanks, Kyle --I told him with my tongue already resting on that manly oasis, his right armpit. I told him I was close to cumming but asked him please to let me also taste his left pit. Again smiling he raised his other arm and I was licking his other pit for just a minute before I could do nothing else than cum again.
-Thanks, Kyle.
-Thanks Horace for allowing me to discover a wonderful new sex game. We can play with our smells every day. I'd love to. And now you can accompany me to every room you have tiles on and keep on watching me and having fun.
He spent the rest of that day changing tiles in every room I had tiles. After tomorrow he would start painting the many walls which needed to be painted. In one other of the bathrooms the tiles were adorned with violins. Finally we ended in the very kitchen we'd had our coffees before. I had whacked off but not cum cause I wanted to cum again in the kitchen. The tiles here were printed with whales and when he finished, he showed me one of his most beautiful smiles and told me.
-Thar she blows!
-Thar she blows indeed --and he added he was a fan of Moby Dick. I told him I also was. He added that he'd finished for today but unless I came one more time, he would not let my house --he said laughing.
So I blasted my last load that day. Then we shook hands and Kyle reminded me he would be back again tomorrow at the usual time and he wanted to see me again buck naked and with unwashed armpits. I nodded and said goodbye to my new friend again, now sure that he would return.
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