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Just Part of Being a Boy – Part 2
I went to bed that night thinking about what I had seen and heard. He was so open about things. Needless to say, I had quite an erection. My juices were falling onto my abdomen providing plenty of lube for an awesome jacking session. Ricky's seven inches and gorgeous pair of balls were at the forefront of my mind. Thinking about what I would do pushed me over the edge and ropes of my own semen were landing all over my chest.
Now that that body part was at rest, the fall I had earlier stepped onto center stage. My ankle was throbbing and my muscles were not pleased either. Morning found me at the urgent care center seeking relief. The diagnosis was as I expected, a sprained ankle and residual muscle pain. I am not as young as I use to be. I walked out with a prescription for Tylenol 3 and instructions to rest. The nurse suggested a massage so on my way home I called Jonathon, my massage guy, and he agreed to fit me in that morning. Now before you get the wrong idea, Jonathon is strictly professional with the only exception of allowing his clients to be undraped. He is very forgiving of any evidence of a guy enjoying his service.
When I arrived home I was surprised to find that Ricky was there watering the sod that he had installed the day before. We had not discussed his returning, but he indicated it was part of the installation job. I told him about urgent care visit and set up housekeeping by the pool. He had just returned to watering when Jonathon pulled in. I told him to set up the table under the gazebo and let me know when to come over. In the meantime, Ricky came back to see what was going on. I introduced him to Jonathon and told him why he was there. Ricky said, "I've always wanted a massage". Jonathon asked, "How old are you?"
18
"Well you are old enough."
I asked if he had anytime when I was finished.
"I could get in a half-hour", Jonathon replied.
"I'll cover it if you really want one", I told Ricky.
"Cool, just tell me when", he said.
Jonathon nodded in approval. He went to work on me and Ricky returned to work.
After forty-five minutes of the usual amazing bodywork, Jonathon called for Ricky to run through a hot shower. He is a stickler for cleanliness. Jonathon was finishing my abdomen when Ricky came out wrapped in a towel with his boy part clearly outlined. I thought, "This will be interesting." I was right.
Jonathon had kept me covered this time. I guessed the presence of someone else had motivated that. I was surprised when he asked Ricky if he wanted to be draped. Ricky did not understand what he meant and after the explanation declined. He said, "Whatever makes it easy on you." Jonathon told him to climb up on the table and lie face down. At first, Jonathon covered Ricky up, but then threw the sheet off and began working on his neck and back.
It was now around the noon hour and it was getting hot. Jonathon removed his shirt exposing a beautiful, smooth, and muscular chest. I really enjoyed watching this 28 year old Adonis working his magic on a nude 18 year old. It appeared that Jonathon was enjoying his work. He carefully observed his hands as they moved up and down Ricky's back. I envied his hands as they caressed Ricky's gluts. I was mesmerized as I watched him knead Ricky's thighs. I wondered how close Jonathon was getting to Ricky's boy parts. I was already hard as a rock when Jonathon told Ricky to flip over. His semi-hard cock lay as the centerpiece of a well prepared table. Jonathon worked his chest for a few minutes and was done.
Ricky bragged about how amazing the massage was. He stood there, towel hanging about his neck, cock bouncing as He offered to help Jonathon load his car. Jonathon said, "You need to get some clothes on dude." "I guess so", Ricky replied.
Both of the boys left and the codeine kicked in. I must have slept for hours when I was awakened by Ricky. He said he came by to water the sod and clean the bathroom. In my drowsiness, I said, "Sure." While he was finishing the watering, it dawned on me that he mentioned cleaning the bathroom. I was about to check it out and he came up. I told him to not worry about the bathroom, "I'm sure it is not that bad." He told me why.
He said the massage had really made him horny. He had to fight like everything to keep from getting hard. When he got back to the bathroom to change he was leaking cum. He said, "When I saw that I knew I had to take care of it." "I was standing there, my cock crying for attention. I grabbed it, rubbed some of the massage oil on it, and made a few quick jerks. My cum sprayed all over your bathroom floor and wall. I'm really sorry. I picked up some cleaning stuff. I will have it like new." I said, "Jonathon's work is awesome is it not?" "Sure is!" he replied. "Sometimes it is great to be a boy," I said. To be continued!