Mr. Hottie
By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com) Story Consultant: Drew Editor and Proofreader: Jere
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This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places, events or other entities is purely coincidental. The story involves gay sex, and was written solely for the reading enjoyment of adults who aren't offended by the subject matter! If you are underage, or this type of material is illegal where you live, please leave now.
Thanks to those of you who enjoyed and emailed me after chapter 8! I really appreciate it!
Chapter 9
"SHIT!" Shaun exclaimed loudly. "Someone's coming!"
Zach laughed. "It's probably only my mom."
Only,' Shaun thought. He wasn't too keen on ANYBODY but Zach seeing him naked ... especially not an adult. He guessed Mrs. Andersen would get several good looks at him in the nude, though, since Zach expected Shaun to be naked all the while he was visiting. But what if it wasn't his mom?' As the sound of car tires on gravel grew louder, Shaun dashed behind a nearby juniper. Jake was hot on his heels.
Zach laughed loudly. "Chicken!"
But his smile faded quickly, as an older, silver Honda Accord came into view. The driver sure wasn't Mrs. Andersen! Zach whistled for Jake, and the dog ran from Shaun's side to his master's. Shaun watched Zach pet the dog uneasily for a moment, as he stood to greet the car. The burly, middle-aged man behind the wheel stopped the car beside Zach and rolled down his window.
Noticing what appeared to be a lecherous glint in the man's steely grey eyes, Zach rested his right hand on Jake's neck. "Can I help you?"
Licking his lips, as his penis stiffened in his slacks, the man thought, `Could you ever!' But he only said, "Is your mom at home?"
"Not right now." As soon as the words escaped his lips, Zach wished he hadn't uttered them. His body stiffened immediately, and so did Shaun's, when the man turned off the car motor. Zach glanced in the backseat of the car and noticed several cartons. "We don't allow salesmen here, anyways. So you'd better go, right now!"
The man made some kind of reply, but he made no move to start the car and leave. Shaun watched him intently. Even from twenty feet away, he could see the pure lust on the man's face, as he eyed Zach from head to toe. It was as if the man was struggling with himself, and Shaun could guess the reason why. Maybe Jake would protect Zach, if the man decided to get physical. But at the moment, friendly dog that he was, he just stood beside Zach and wagged his tail.
The man seemed to be assessing the situation ... repeatedly shifting his gaze between pet and owner ... while he continued to smooth-talk Zach. Zach even relaxed some, but when the man began to open his car door, Shaun knew he had to do something. Mustering up every ounce of courage in his young body, forgetting about his nudity, and never even considering that the man might have a weapon, he stepped from behind the tree.
"Hey!" he shouted, as gruffly as his pubescent voice would allow. He ran to his friend's side.
Jake, finally sensing that something might be wrong, bared his teeth, and began to growl.
TWO of them!' the man thought. Then, glancing towards the suddenly menacing dog, he quickly pulled the car door shut and shook his head. What had come over him, anyway? Did he honestly think the kid would just get in the car with him? And, what did he think he was going to do with the boy, anyway?' Well, he knew what he'd LIKE to do; but the kid was old enough that he might put up a serious fight.
Without even taking the time to really look at Shaun, in one quick motion, he started his car and began to back out of the drive.
Memorizing as much of the license plate number as he could, Zach watched the man with disgust, while yelling, "Get out of here, you fucking perv!" Filled with relief and sincere gratitude, he turned to Shaun. "Thanks, man ... for showing up when you did." Roughly, he tousled the fur on Jake's chest. "And you were NO HELP at all." But Zach wasn't mad at his dog; smiling, he petted him affectionately.
Shaun apologized. "I'm sorry I wasn't out here with you the whole time."
"That's all right, Shaun; at least, you came out of hiding when it counted."
"Do you think he'll be back?"
Zach shook his head. "Not if he has any brains in that butt-ugly head of his." He draped his arm over Shaun's shoulder. "Come on; let's forget about him. We were gonna go swimming, remember?"
After glancing up the driveway and assuring himself that the man had, indeed, gone, Shaun allowed himself to relax a bit. He even smiled. "Have you got a swimming pool, or what?"
Zach laughed. "We don't need a pool here on the farm. Follow me, and you'll see!"
The boys hustled down the drive, and between the house and barn. A much trodden path, which began just behind the barn, led in a northerly direction, through a field of thigh-high, greenish yellow grasses toward a thick line of trees a short distance away. Stepping onto the hard-packed soil of the path, Zach led Shaun toward the large stand of willows. Jake bounded ahead of the boys. From many past experiences, he knew where they were headed.
A gentle breeze sighed through the tall grass. It had been an unusually wet spring and summer on the Front Range ... until late July, anyway ... and the Andersen's would get two good mowings of hay from the field. Like her mother before her, Heidi contracted with a local rancher to mow, bale, and buy the hay. The extra income always came in handy for their small family.
"It's sure an awesome day," Zach observed, glancing across the sun-drenched field, before gazing upwards to a mostly blue sky.
"Yeah ... it's like being in the middle of nowhere out here." While Shaun had felt uncomfortable being naked in the front yard, he really enjoyed the feeling of freedom away from the house. No doubt about it, Zach really had it made!
"Zach, you must spend a lot of time out here alone."
"Well, sometimes it's nice to be by myself; but over summer vacation, anyways, I usually have a lot of friends around." The boys entered the clump of trees. "Remember that bridge on this side of McIntosh Lake ... where we stopped and talked? Suddenly, the trees opened, and a wetlands appeared in front of the boys. "I think this must be the same creek."
"You call all this water a creek?" Shaun asked. It looked more like a large pond, or even a small lake, to him.
Zach laughed. "Check this out!" He ran to the right, along the hard dirt shoreline, stopping as close as he could get to a good-sized dam of sticks and branches. Water trickled around the edges of it, into the shallow creek beyond.
"Is that a beaver dam?" Shaun asked. Even without the dam, from all the gnawed-off tree trunks, it was obvious that beaver had been working the area.
"Fuck, yeah, it is ... and it's what made this awesome swimming hole!"
"Cool..." Shaun had seen beaver dams before, of course, but never anywhere close to where people lived. "The beavers just let you swim in their home?"
Zach shook his head. "They're never around during the summer ... at least, I don't see them, if they are ... but they've returned every fall since we've lived here. So it works out pretty good for both them and us. They ought to be coming back before too much longer, I guess. But the water will probably be too cold for swimming by then, anyways." Zach nodded toward a large pile of sticks near the northwest shoreline, in the water furthest from where they were standing. "That's their lodge ... where they live ... over there."
"Awesome!" Shaun exclaimed. "Hey, is the water deep enough to swim all the way over to it?"
Zach nodded his head. "It should be."
With an evil gleam in his eyes, Shaun took off running. He kicked off his flip-flops at the water's edge. "Last one to the beaver lodge has to suck the other guy's cock tonight." He belly-flopped into the water and began to swim strongly across the large pond.
Zach laughed for a second, before jumping in after his friend. Though Shaun had a good head start, because Zach was a much more developed teen, and a powerful swimmer to boot, he drew abreast of Shaun before they reached the lodge. Shaun was also an excellent swimmer, however. His arm muscles were burning from the exertion, but he forced himself to swim even harder. He didn't want to be the one to lose the bet!
Zach noticed Shaun inch ahead, and could have fought to catch and pass him ... but he didn't. He would be more than happy sucking off his friend! He couldn't let Shaun know that he'd let him win, though.
In the end, Shaun won the race by less than an arm's length.
"Victory!" he shouted gleefully.
Treading water, Zach laughed loudly. "Yeah ... because you cheated; that's the only reason."
"Who, me?" Shaun's high voice sounded so innocent.
The boys checked out the beaver lodge for a few minutes. From the outside, anyway, it just appeared to be a mound of sticks and some mud. But the mud was hard as rock, so it probably offered good protection from the coyotes that could often be heard howling at night. Zach told Shaun that the door was under water, and the boys took a moment to duck under and check it out, as best they could.
Since the Beaver Family hadn't left a welcome mat by the door, the boys decided to leave well enough alone and swam back to the opposite shore.
The rest of the afternoon passed quickly. The teens had a lot of fun ... swimming, tossing a stick to Jake and watching him acrobatically jump into the water for it, sunbathing, and otherwise goofing around. Dark complected, Shaun had never sunburned in his life, but an afternoon in the high altitude, Colorado sun left his formerly creamy butt cheeks a deep reddish-brown by the time the boys decided they'd better head back to the house. Fortunately, they didn't hurt any.
The boys turned to leave the beaver pond. A while earlier, Jake had disappeared somewhere, but Zach didn't seem at all concerned ... Jake knew the way home. On the walk back toward the house, Shaun's earlier worries, about Mrs. Andersen seeing him nude, returned.
"Zach, don't you feel even a little bit funny, being naked in front of your mom? Especially when you get hard, and stuff." He paused. "I mean..."
"What?" Zach laughed.
Shaun shook his head. "I don't know. It just seems weird, that's all."
"Only because it's all new to you, Shaun. Fuck, I've always been like this. Remember how I acted in that story?"
"Yeah, I guess I see what you mean." Shaun chuckled. "Hey, are you REALLY sure it was you in that story?" Even though it seemed highly unlikely, after thinking about it some, Shaun couldn't help but wonder if maybe the names were just a million to one coincidence.
"I guess I'm not SURE of anything. But I THINK I remember some of that stuff happening." He wondered about a couple of photos that his mom had of him as a little boy. While they could have been taken just about anywhere, and at any time, they COULD have been shot by the high school guys in the story. "I'll ask Mom about everything after we get back to the house. I bet she'll know."
Although Shaun was still concerned about Mrs. Andersen ogling him in the buff, he supposed there wasn't much he could do about it. They had already reached the nearest corner of the barn, and he was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to get to his shorts in the bedroom, without running into her somewhere. Pretty sure' turned to certain' as soon as the boys rounded the barn. The woman was in the usually well-kept back yard of the house, trimming her roses. Thorny, pruned canes had been strewn all around.
She saw them as they advanced.
"Shaun!" In the fast-approaching twilight, she stood to greet the boys. "It's really good to see you again! I'm glad you're going to be spending some time with us." She smiled at Shaun and then her son. "I always like getting to know Zach's friends."
Shaun was incredulous; she didn't stare at his naked body at all! It was as if she didn't even notice he wasn't wearing clothes, and Shaun felt comfortable around her right away.
"Hey, Mrs. Andersen; you've got an awesome place here!" Shaun wished he had a backyard he could call his own.
"Thanks, Shaun. We like it, anyway; don't we Zach?"
"Yep ... it's sure a LOT better than our old apartment!"
"We WERE outgrowing that one room..." She turned to Shaun. "Did Zach tell you that we used to live in Leadville?"
"Um, yes, ma'am," Shaun replied, using his best manners with the woman.
Heidi shook her head, laughing hard. "I don't know when any of Zach's friends have ever called me ma'am!"
Shaun began to blush deeply.
Not accustomed to seeing boys get embarrassed, Heidi wrapped her arm around Shaun's thin shoulders in a motherly way. "But I like it, Shaun ... a lot!"
Zach rolled his eyes. "So ... trying to make my other friends look bad to my mom, are you?" He liked to kid Shaun whenever possible; sometimes Shaun reacted unexpectedly.
Not this time, however. Shaun didn't know what to say, so he just put on a goofy smile, as the excess blood slowly drained from his face.
"Mom, I'm starving! Are we gonna be eating soon?"
"I thought maybe we could order a pizza tonight," Heidi replied, giving Shaun a brief squeeze, before releasing him. "Do you like pizza, Shaun?"
"It's only like my favorite food!" In the blink of an eye, Shaun's cockeyed grin changed into a big smile.
"Why don't you boys decide what toppings you want? Anything will be fine with me. I'm not very hungry, and I'll probably just eat one piece, anyway. I think there's a coupon from Papa John's on the fridge. Zach, you can call in the order. Then you boys had better get baths, while I fix the salad."
After barely discussing it, they settled on a large, thick crust pepperoni pizza with extra cheese. Zach dialed the number on the coupon, and the girl who took the order said it would be delivered in 20 or 30 minutes.
"Where's your bathroom, anyway?" Shaun asked. "I've had to go for hours."
Zach snickered. "What, can't you piss outside?"
"I'm not talking about pissing..."
"Oh." Zach nodded. "It's the door right next to my bedroom." Shaun hurried from the kitchen, and Zach called after his friend. "Try not to stink up the place too bad. I'll be in for our bath in a minute."
Shaun heard the words `our bath', but they didn't register, until Zach joined him in the bathroom moments later. Shaun was still on the toilet ... working to take a large dump ... as Zach started water gushing into the old-fashioned, claw-foot tub.
"Fuck, Shaun..." Zach fanned the air in front of his nose, as Shaun finally relieved himself. Laughing, Zach opened the large window over the tub to air out the room, while Shaun stood and began to wipe. "I thought I said not to stink up the place!"
"Hey, I tried my best." Shaun chuckled, flushing the toilet, as he glanced at the tub. "You meant it, when you said bath, didn't you?" Shaun had never taken a bath before ... that he could remember, anyway.
"Yeah," Zach sighed, stepping into the filling tub. "Come on, get in here with me. You can be on the faucet end." He laughed. "This old house doesn't have a shower ... and lots of times baths are a pain ... but I like them in winter."
"Why winter?" Shaun asked.
He stepped into the tub and settled into the water between Zach's feet. Maybe the second-hand, cast iron tub had been average sized when it was installed in the 1940's, but it was quite a bit deeper than the fiberglass tubs in the Carter apartment. As the tub filled, both Shaun and Zach crossed their legs Indian-style.
"Because this house is drafty in winter, and we use an old space heater in the bathroom. It's hard to explain how it feels to sit in hot water, in a room that's sorta chilly, with warm air blowing over your body after it's wet ... but I get goosebumps all over ... AND hard!" Laughing, Zach picked up the bottle of shampoo, emptied some into his palm, and handed it to Shaun. "You'll get to see what I mean in a couple of months."
"Awesome!" Shaun emptied some of the golden liquid into his hand. He'd never experienced anything like what Zach just described, and thought it sounded interesting. But more than anything, he liked the idea that Zach expected he would be making more visits to the farm.
"Hey, you'd better turn off the water. If the tub runs over, Mom'll make you mop it up!"
Smiling, Shaun reached behind himself and shut off the faucet, though that sure didn't keep water off the floor! As they washed themselves, the boys played around like little kids, splashing water everywhere. Neither Zach nor Shaun had ever bathed with another guy before, but both had loads of fun. By the time Mrs. Andersen called out for them to hurry up, both boys had hard-ons that wouldn't quit, though neither had touched himself or the other in an especially sexual way.
"I can't wait until later tonight, when you get to take care of this for me," Shaun said, glancing down at his erect cock, which was throbbing non-stop, while pointing toward the ceiling. His dick was so hard, that when he stepped out of the tub onto the already wet linoleum floor, it didn't bounce at all.
"I'm looking forward to it even more than you," Zach replied truthfully, following Shaun from the bathtub. He had no idea whether or not he would enjoy giving head. But if he was any good at giving Shaun a blow job ... and he was going to try his very best ... he hoped his friend would return the favor. Just thinking about the possibility of Shaun sucking him, caused precum to dribble from the barely unsheathed tip of Zach's curved penis.
Of course, Shaun noticed.
"Hey ... it's a good thing the floor is already wet in here!"
"I know." Zach smirked, reaching into the cloudy water and pulling the drain plug. As the bath water swirled from the tub, he grabbed a towel for himself, and handed a second to Shaun. "I'm gonna make a mess around the house tonight, but I don't care. It's gonna be SO MUCH fun later!" He began to dry his long hair, as another dollop of clear liquid appeared at the end of his cock and grew larger, until gravity took over. In seconds, a three inch string of dick snot dangled from the tip of his cock. After a moment, it stretched to nearly six inches, before it finally broke and another one began.
Haphazardly toweling off his chest, arms, and thighs, Shaun exclaimed, "Man, you sure make a lot of that stuff!" His body didn't produce precum that he knew of.
Zach glanced at his cock and nodded. "I've never made it like this before. I guess I get turned on, even by a dork like you!" He swatted Shaun with his wet towel.
Dropping his own towel, Shaun grabbed hold of Zach's and wouldn't let go, starting a sort of tug-of-war between the boys. The bathroom was too small for much in the way of tussling, though.
As they were goofing around, the key in the middle of the front door was twisted, and the old fashioned doorbell rang.
"Fuck, that must be the pizza guy," Zach said, dropping his end of the towel. "To be continued... Okay?"
"Yeah!" Shaun laughed.
The boys cleaned up the water from the floor, and Zach wiped out the empty tub with his towel, before hanging it back on the rack to dry. Shaun hung his next to Zach's. Then Zach sprayed billowing clouds of Axe under his arms and tossed the can to Shaun.
"Let's go eat, Shaun. I'm starving!" As if on cue, Zach's stomach grumbled loudly, causing both boys to laugh. Hard dick leading the way, Zach opened the bathroom door, just as his mom called out to let the boys know that supper was ready.
Since Zach didn't seem at all concerned that he was hard and throbbing in front of his mom, Shaun decided he might as well not let it bother him either. Already that day, he'd been naked in front of adults twice ... something he thought would NEVER happen, until he became an adult himself!
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I'm having a lot of fun with this story, as I hope you can tell. An email from my readers is always appreciated: fotogme11@yahoo.com.
Have a great week!
Greg
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