I am not changing names to protect the innocent because names like Rob and Dave are fairly generic and if I forget to change one in the story it puts everyone off.
Like my other story, Growing Pains, this is absolutely true to the letter. I have been encouraged by all the responses; I have decided to write about other boys I have met over the years.
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Robby the Stockboy.
I was 20 when I finally decided to let loose my mother's apron strings and venture out on my own. I rented an apartment not far from my family home. That way I would always be available to return home for a Sunday roast that was famous amongst my family and the many friends we had.
I was working in a large department store, in boyswear actually, and had many an opportunity to spy on some very good-looking boys that ventured in with their parents to buy clothes. But it wasn't in this department where I would find the boy I was soon to have a sexual adventure with.
One Friday evening, the store social club decided to put on a party to celebrate end of year, and end of Christmas rush. Everyone was in good spirits, and plenty of good spirits were drunk by all and sundry. I was not much of a drinker and kept pretty sober, just having a few beers to keep the palate wet.
Now beer is a liquid that decides it has to come out when the bladder is full, and so it was I found myself in need of a toilet. I made my way there and walked inside to find a stock boy lying on the floor, passed out because of the amount of alcohol he had drunk. I relieved myself and was walking out looking at the young chap who was unconscious, with one of the check out girls trying to stir him. She looked up and saw me and said
"What are we going to do"? " He lives an hour away by train and I am sure his uncle wont be too pleased to find Robby has gotten himself so drunk"!
Being the philanthropist that I am, I volunteered a place on the lounge for him at my house for the evening, IF he could get up and walk to the taxi.
With the help of a few girls he managed to stagger with me to the taxi, and we bundled him in the back seat with a bucket, while I took the front next to the driver to direct, and to pay when we arrived at our destination. It was in the cab that I realized just how good looking Robby was. Robby was 16 years old, fairly stocky build, but not at all fat. He had short brown curly hair, Olive skin that had a nice shine to it and no sign of hair on either his face, or what I could see of his chest at the time.
When we reached my place, I paid the driver then opened the back door to assist Robby with the stairs and into my place. It felt good to have this hot boy leaning on me and thanking me so much for helping him out.
I opened the door to my apartment and led him to sit on the lounge while I went to the bedroom to get some sheets and a blanket if needed. When I got back to the lounge room Robby was nodding off again sleeping. I managed to move him to an armchair while I put the sheet on the lounge and then woke him enough to have him assist me in undressing him for bed.
I removed his shirt with not too much trouble and was looking at a wonderful chest. It had no hair at all, and a few little moles scattered here and there on his upper torso. His nipples were huge and stuck out a long way. His underarms held a decent patch of hair, but not too much to be gross. I was on my knees undoing his shoes and had him step out of them. I undid his belt and clip on his pants, then his fly and slid his trousers down.
Robby was wearing boxers that had seen better days, and they couldn't really hide the boner that was trying to find its way out of there by any means possible. I asked Robby if he needed the toilet before bed, and he said yeah, so I helped him to the toilet and watched as he peed in the porcelain. His dick was circumcised and fairly thick and was surrounded by a nice mound of light brown curly hair. It looked just right, you know, nothing out of place.
I helped him back to the lounge and had him lay in the sheets. I told him he looked wonderful and he smiled nicely up to me. In his drunken state, he hugged me and told me he loved me, kissing me on the cheek. I laid him back down and rubbed his chest for him.
Robby told me it felt wonderful and could I keep doing it till he fell asleep. I continued a bit and he asked if I could go a bit lower. So I did. I was rubbing his stomach for him when I felt his boned up dick hit my elbow and my forearm as I was circling his stomach with my palm. He groaned audibly when that happened so he was still awake.
"Feel good champ"? I asked
Mmmm was the response I got, so I went boldly further where I thought no man had gone before.
I moved my hand down and started going lower and lower, until my hand was resting on the outside of his boxers right on top of his throbbing boner. I heard him gasp and asked if he wanted me to stop. He shook his head no and so I put my hands on each side of his boxers and started to lower them. I asked Robby to lift up so I can take them down and he complied. So taking that as consent I wrapped my hand around his dick and started going gently and slowly up and down, up and down. With my free hand I played with his hairless balls and pushed on his perineum a bit, an area that I had recently discovered being an erogenous zone.
"Like that Robby"? I asked
"Yeah, but if you keep it up much longer, you are going to need to get a rag to wipe up the mess". He said... very much more sober than he was making out before.
"Back in a sec", I said, and I went to the bathroom to get a washcloth to gather the nectar that was gonna spill.
It didn't take too long after that when he breathed in sharply then let it out with a hiss as his dick spurted all over his chest and stomach, into those glorious pubes that surrounded his slowly deflating dick. I wiped up the mess for him, wanting desperately to lick it off, but not knowing if he were a straight boy, that just liked his dick jerked, or more to it than that.
" Do you want me to do you now"? He asked.
"No", I said, " Get some sleep and see if you want to in the morning".
The next morning Rob was up before me and came into my bedroom, as it was here the only entrance to the bathroom was. After he relieved himself, I could sense his presence in my room, but feigned sleep to see what was happening.
I then felt the covers lift and his hand sneaking its way across the sheet to my body, as I lay there naked under the sheet. He touched me gently on the stomach, perhaps thinking I was still sleeping and made circles around my navel with his finger. After being satisfied that I was indeed still asleep, I felt his hand go lower brushing my pubes as he aimed for his prize. He grabbed hold of my dick and started to slowly jack me.
I moaned out loud and he said "Good Morning stud", and then started to really work my dick. With his other hand, he aimed straight for my asshole, licking a finger before inserting it in my ass. Fuck here was a hot 16yr old stud finger fucking me and jerking my dick like no tomorrow. Once he started with his finger fucking, it didn't take long for me to blow my cum all over me. Robby removed his finger from my ass, and rubbed my cum all over my chest, rubbing it in as if it was lotion.
Robby kissed me on the lips deep and asked if I liked my wake up surprise.
Mmm was my only response, and with a start he said,
"Good, now get up and in the shower, I have bacon and eggs ready to cook as soon as you are out".
Fuck, I don't know where he got bacon and eggs from but yum. I think I'm gonna like being friends and bedmates occasionally with this stud.