The Shower
The second half of the school year was almost over, three more weeks and I'd be on summer vacation, spending my days sleeping late, going to the pool, playing B-ball, and having the house to myself while moms, and pops work. All my classmates are lying about the girls they're gonna bone, and dreaming about the ones they wanna do. I wonder how many of them are doing each other, and what it would be like to get busy with Augustus. Damn he's hot, and not a day goes by without him getting bone. Mmn, I wonder who he be thinking about doing?
I remember the first day he came to school. His parents had just moved here from Chicago. Dude stood about five feet ten, he had on this gray Girbaud, and burnt orange slacks that hung off his high butt. I'd say he's about a 31 or 32 waist although that phat ass makes him look more like a 34. What made him so goodlooking was his almond/caramel complexion mixed with a red tint, and his jet black, slighty wavy hair, the kind you can look at and tell is soft. I constantly watched his crotch for any signs of growth, and had determined from his daily print that his dick curved up, was at least eight inches, and about as thick as a cucumber. I never saw him with any girls, heard him mention any girls, and frankly, never thought for one second that my daily dreams about Augustus, could, or would come true. I mean afterall he had not one sissy bone in him, but looking back I realize neither did I.
I pondered his knowing/suspecting my interest in him but just when I began to think I was wasting my time he'd say something that made me wonder again. I remember the last basketball game of the season, two seconds left on the clock, Augustus took the shot and missed. The whole team ragged him, he felt so bad he just sat on the bench in front of his locker with his head in his hands until everyone else had left. Afraid to let the rest of the team know I was feeling sorry for Augustus, I just left and waited outside, but thirty minutes after everyone had gone Augustus still hadn't come out. I decided to go and look for him. When I got to the locker room I heard the constant crackling of water splashing off hard tiles, and saw steam swirling around the ceiling. When I turned the corner Augustus was standing butt naked under the shower, his face was under the water, and he was working a bar of soap between his ass as he lifted and separated each cheek, exposing all the hair in the crack of his ass. As he turned around I got to look at the rest of his body, which reminded me of a buffet that looked so good you're afraid to mess it up by eating it. His chest hung about an inch over his stomach. He had this thin layer of hair that laid down under the pressure of the water, and spread evenly across his chest, and down the center of his stomach, to a lustrous mound of jet black hair that almost buried his dick, and continued down his legs. His nipples looked like the tip of a brown sugar ice cream cone, when you're just two bites away from saying Umn, that's good. As I watched Augustus massage his chest with the soap, my dick started to get bone hard, raising my boxers off my thigh. Half way down I could see the head of my dick straining against my clothes wanting to be free, of the cloth that confined it. I grabbed my dick as I continued to watch Augustus move the soap over his hard, lean, body. With his back to the water, he leaned back arching so the water continued to pour down his face, and drip off his phat dick, like a waterfall over a tree limb. I had to force myself not to kneel in front of him and drink the water as it spewed off his dick. God, I was thirsty. He had so much hair around his dick, it looked like it was growing half way up his shaft. The base of his dick was wider than any other part, and the head looked like one of those big umbrellas, you get when purchasing cologne from a department store, like Macy's. It had a ridge on it, that I'm sure would make a popping noise, as I sucked it. I found myself wondering if I could get all of his dick down my throat, and lick his balls at the same time. My fantasy was interrupted by Augustus lathering his dick, and balls that, were just as hairy as his crotch. His nuts were the size of walnuts hanging from the limb of a hundred year old oak tree. Augustus continued to rub the soap over his dick from tip to base carefully sliding it in and out of his hand.
Dude's dick wasn't even hard, as he stood under the water continuing to arch his back, while his pelvis thrust forward making his fat dick pivot between his big nuts, and swing from side to side as he twisted slowly under the power of the water.
Without realizing it I had pulled my tee-shirt over my head exposing my hard hairy chest, allowing the warm afternoon sun to fall on the left side of my body enveloping me with the illusion that Augustus was slowly working his way up the left side of my body with the tip of his tongue, and the heat of his breath. I unzipped my pants, and grabbed my bone hard seven and a half inch dick, which stuck straight out, as it cleared the opening in my jeans, and began to squeeze and pull on it entranced by the presentation.
Now, Augustus wasn't as tall as me, in fact his lips only reached my chin. Complexion wise we were pretty close with me more along the lines of milk chocolate. I noticed his dick was starting to grow. It now looked like a huge banana, pointing up and away from his stomach. My earlier predictions were a little off, Hell, I must be slipping, cause Augustus was surely carrying a nine.
He was standing there looking at it still unaware of my presence as he continued to soap it up, waving it back and forth like a long stick being firmly grasped between fore finger and thumb; up and down. My mouth watered as the top half of his nine inch dick, bent slightly under it's own weight. Once again Augustus closed his eyes and tilted his head back, while he stroked his dick up and down with his right hand and held it with his left. He opened his right hand so it passed over his dick ever so lightly, creating a tingling sensation as the hard water bounced off the head of his dick. It was then that I knew what I was going to do, I quietly took off my shirt, pants, and sneakers, and left them where they fell.
With the water falling and Augustus' present state of excitement, approaching him undetected was easy. I kneeled in front of him, instantly getting soaked from the water that splashed off his body, and making me a sure win for the next wet tee shirt contest. My nipples were hard, and my well built forty-four inch chest displayed them very well. I was now close enough to smell the fresh scent of his manhood, and view his magnificent dick without the mist, being created by the hot water. With his shit hard, his big balls looked even more impressive, as they hung underneath his big dick. I wonder what they'd feel like hitting against my nuts, while he pounded my ass, I'd better pay attention, I'm only gonna have one chance to make this work and I don't want to fuck it up.
I heard moans emitting from his mouth, as he leaned back even farther to allow his face to escape the danger of the water. His breathing became heavier as I watched the ripples in his stomach begin to move, like a rock being skimmed across a lake. His knees began to buckle, and his legs quivered slightly from being in this erotic stance. I was hovering my mouth over the head of his dick waiting for the second Augustus began to come, matching his ever so lightly strokes, with my hot breath on the head of his dick, my own dick in hand. He grunted and I knew this was it, the time, as well as Augustus had come, he grabbed his dick with his right hand and slide it down his long curve, allowing his left hand to squeeze his left nipple, as I engulfed his dick with my mouth in one sweeping downward motion. He moved his right hand and moaned "Ooooh, Aaah, Yeah." I began to feel his hot thick nut shoot out of his dick. He took his now free right hand, and held my head in place while he fed me more dick, and all his nut. Dude was nutting so much; I tried to move my head to keep from swallowing, or worse choking, but he grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me into him while he slammed his damn dick into the back of my throat.
I had no choice but to swallow the sweet celery tasting cream, squirting out of his dick. The intensity of it all made me moan as I jerked my dick between his tall solid legs and wondered how much more of this could I take. Augustus still had my head locked between his hairy thighs that were flexing each time his dick passed my tonsils. I thought to myself "milk, it does a body good." Nearing my own climax I began to eat his dick with a vengeance, causing Augustus to look down, and yell "Jeff, what, what the fuck are you doing?" "You, you're, you're a fucking faggot?" "Why the hell did you do that?" "What," I replied, "you didn't like it?" Before I could resume my instrument playing he snuck me with a right to the dome.
I grabbed my jaw in shock, and exploded in anger. Spinning around I swept his legs out from under him, and watched him crash to the tile in front of me. The fight was on. I adored this boy, dreamed about him everyday, but I'd be damned if I was gonna let him kick my ass. He rolled on top of me and started swinging furiously, the water now beating down on both of us with all it's force, and lessening the impact of his blows allowing me to push my body up and hit him with a left to the temple that knocked him off me. All the while I was shouting at him, "You're supposed to be my boy." He replied "you're a goddamn faggot." I reminded him, he didn't mind while he was feeding me his "babies." His reply was "I didn't known it was a fucking faggot eating my shit." "Yeah and you didn't care," as I gave him an elbow to the dome, to keep him from getting me in a head lock. "You dissed me," he cried, and I pushed him into the wall asking "So why didn't you stop me when your sack was on my chin." He said, "it felt good, G." As I grabbed him in a head lock, and started clocking that head, I asked him if it felt better than the ass whipping he was getting now. He said "yeah, money."
Now, the prospects here started to excite me again, first of all I've had him, second he won't talk about it, for fear of me beating that ass again, and third I could probably have him again. "Augustus" I said, "I'll let you go if you suck my dick." "Fuck you," he said; (Back to the grill again), I hit him two more times across his head. I said "suck my dick boy, or I'll break your fucking neck." He said "let me go," and tried to get leverage on me. I increased the pressure on his neck, bent over putting his face in my lap, forcing him to his knees with my now growing dick in his face. "Suck it," I said. He refused, I applied more pressure to his wind pipe, and forced him to gasp for air, as I shoved my dick in his mouth. I said "suck it "Beeaatch."". He began to comply, and I grabbed that head with both hands to ensure continued compliance and keep my balance while I fed my shit to him. Hitting the back of that throat, trying to make him eat it all. Yeah boy, I said open that fucking throat. Let me in that mfer'. He began to choke and I instructed him to use his tongue, open his mouth, and make believe he's eating a frosty from Wendy's. Once he got the hang of it, he was pretty damn good, and I was determined to break him in right. The sound of the hard warm water puddling around us, coupled with the silky smooth interior of Augustus' mouth made me want to eat his shit again. I laid my nuts on his sweet lips, embracing the warmth of his tongue, then slowly grinded my dick between my stomach, and his chin, making my dick rub all ova his face down his chest, and between his two sugar cone nipples. I looked back only to find Augustus's dick was on the rise again.
I turned around locked his head between my thigs and leaned forward to let my lips grace that big ass dick that angled perfectly for this position. As my elbows reached the floor, my mouth devoured his banana like curve, and his umbrella head opened wide enough for two. I rubbed my nose between his nuts, while burying his dick in my throat.
Augustus was now motivated, moaning, slapping my ass like a jockey in the last lap of a horse race, and pulling my butt cheeks apart. I began sucking his dick from tip to base in slow steady movements, while he continued to pry my firm butt cheeks apart, and beat that ass. I was forcing his pole into my throat, his pelvis began to rise, and fall with machine like precision, causing the sides of my neck to expand with each upward thrust. Unexpectedly Augustus locked his legs behind my neck, thus forcing his shit even deeper into my throat. I could no longer breathe fast enough to keep up with his increasing thrusts, I began to wiggle, back and forth trying to get free, but this only excited Augustus more, and made him thrust his dick wildly up into my throat while he stuck two then three fingers in and out of my wet ass. I could no longer stand it, the aborted climax from earlier coupled with this new frenzy made my whole body quiver, which really got Augustus pumped, cause he was stroking my tonsils steadily, with his nuts hitting me solidly across my nose, and fucking me with three fingers, that he kept twisting, and shoving in and out of my ass with no more lubrication than the water bouncing off the tiles and our bodies.
I started a low steady moan that increased in pitch to a loud hum, as I ate his dick, rode his hand, swallowed his nut, and shot all over my chin and his stomach. Damn that's hot.
We laid there exhausted, gasping, satisfied, and still well inside of each other, for what seemed like an eternity before we got up, showered, and left. We spent the next two or three hours together talking and sharing some of our most intimate thoughts, with each other. Realizing that the events of the day had manifested feelings, and thoughts we both had hidden inside of us.