The naked boy on the sidewalk

What a day I had yesterday!   I live on a tropical island in the Gulf of Mexico off the  Texas mainland, and was returning from a ride down the coast in my 2016 Corvette convertible, with the top down. It was 2:00 in the afternoon, on a brutally hot and bright sunny day. I took my usual detour past the gay bar when suddenly the front door of the bar slammed open with a shattering bang, and out ran a young twink, naked as the day he was born, with another angry and clothed young man hot on his heels. He was running away from my direction, so I could only see this moppy blond hair and a magnificently young bubble ass. When it became obvious that the clothed boy was not going to catch the naked runner, he directed some angry rhetoric at the boy and threw a beer bottle at him, narrowly missing him. He turned and went back inside, leaving the naked young boy, trying somewhat unsuccessfully to hide behind a tree. He was obviously upset and had not a clue as to what he was going to do. 

I performed “The Picard Maneuver” and my Corvette blurred from its original position to its new position next to the tree while the passenger side door swung open with a vengeance. The boy hesitated, but I assured him that it was safe. He knew that there was no other option, but just as he decided to make a move to my car, an approaching car made him return to his hiding place. He ducked and waited two more times, each time having to retreat. Finally, after the second car had passed, he made his run and jumped into my Corvette. I could tell that he was angry and scared, (and embarrassed) but I told him to relax, that I would take care of him and find something for him to wear. 

When I asked him what happened, he stated that he was swimming in the pool when one of the bar patrons noticed him and began flirting.  “When I got out of the pool naked to talk to him, my dick was hard and my boyfriend got jealous. The rest, as they say, is history.”

I told him that we should probably put the top up, so that he would be a bit less conspicuous. He thanked me and commented on the car. I asked him if he would like me to go back and retrieve his clothes. He assured me that that would not be a wise move, as his drunk and abusive boyfriend (EX drunk abusive boyfriend) would not comply. I told him that it was ok, because I had some clothes at my house that would fit him. “Is anyone else at your house?” he asked. “No, I live alone.” That seemed to relax him a little and he thanked me. He then apologized to me that he was sitting completely naked in my car and that he was totally embarrassed. I lifted the small beach towel from my lap so that he could see my raging hard on. “Oh, wow” he uttered “did I do that?” I replied yes. He smiled, and for the first time seemed to relax. After that, he made no attempt to “cover himself” and seemed to enjoy his nudity. He leaned the seat back the three inches that it would go and laid kinda sprawled out for me to see. He laid his head back and closed his eyes as I reached over and ran my hand over his stomach and he smiled. His beautiful cock was about halfway hard and lay nicely across his right leg. What a vision of perfection he was.

            He was tall and thin with a swimmers build. He had a hint of a six pack, a nice happy trail that led down to a nicely manicured region that was practically hairless. I would guess that two days ago he was completely smooth. Those awesome vee lines beautifully defined his flat belly, and I saw that as he was bolting out of the bar, he had the most perfect round bubble butt that one could only dream about. He could have been on magazine covers for his face alone, not to mention his perfectly sexy body. He was a ten by any ones’ standards.

After I got the top up on the Corvette and the windows raised, I picked up my cell phone and punched in a number. “Yeah, Jennifer, this is me. Hey, my nephew is turning nineteen this weekend and I need to fix him up with some new summer threads. Put together three or four sets for me, would you, please?  Shorts, waist size 32, as I glanced over to this sleek naked boy sitting beside me. (He was now playing with his dick.) Shirt size large, tee shirts the same. Throw in a couple of pairs of jeans and two or three pair of shoes… size….. ten (as I look over, he mouthed “eleven”) “No, make that size 11.  Sunglasses, cap, the whole nine yards. Put together something really nice…. Oh and don’t forget the underwear.” “Make everything summery and beachy looking, will ya?”  “Ha ha. Yeah, beachy, bitchy, whatever.”

“Is that for me or your nephew?” he asked. “Please… my nephew is a dick. I wouldn’t buy him a pack of gum.”  “But, dude, I can’t pay you for any of that.”  “Relax”, I answered. “I own the store. Jennifer is my buyer and she has a sense of fashion like nobody’s business. I have never seen anyone better. She’s a genius when it comes to men’s clothing. Besides, I’m thinking that I might need to hire you to be a model in my sales magazine.”  He grinned. “Yeah, right.”

We got to my driveway and I pushed the remote to open the gate. “DUDE!!!! IS THIS YOUR HOUSE???” “This old place?” I grinned. “Yeah, it’s home.” “Are you rich?” “Well…..”  I hesitated…. “ummmm, yeah”, I said as I grinned. 

I pulled the Corvette into the garage, next to the Jeep and the truck and closed the garage door behind us. “Lets go in.”  “You’re sure no one’s home?” “I’m sure.” “But I’m naked.”  “Yes, I know, as I flashed him an approving smile and once again ran my hand over his chest and stomach.

 “Take those stairs”, I said, once inside. “There may be something up there for you to wear up there in the third bedroom.” I followed him to the stairs, but as he took the first step, he stopped and turned to me, putting us face to face. “I don’t know what I would have done had you not passed by when you did.”  I noticed that his dick was about ¾ erect. I got very close to him and put my hands on his back and pulled him gently toward me. Very slowly, I slid my hands down to his naked ass and stopped, gently resting them on both sides of his rock hard sexy ass. He put both arms around my neck and leaned in. His dick was now fully hard and pointing nearly straight up. He leaned in and kissed me. “Thank you.” It was a soft and gentle kiss. His breath smelled of alcohol. He stopped and then kissed me again with a little more aggression. As he did, he put his hands on my sides and slid them under my shirt, then upward on my bare skin. This time, I kissed him very hard as I lifted his naked body off the stairs by his ass. We kissed passionately. He wrapped both legs around my waist, and I carried him over to the sofa where I laid him down on his back. 

He pulled off my shirt then jumped up to pull off my own shorts. He dropped to his knees on the floor and took my raging cock into his mouth. While he was as far down on me as he was able to go, he pushed me back to the sofa where he put his head on the arm rest and his back on the sofa, and with both hands, guided my knees on either side of his face. I fucked his face softly. His mouth was warm, wet and soft. The more I pushed, the more excited he became. He moaned in ecstasy and writhed in pleasure, rubbing his hands on as much of my body as possible. He was so sensual. After several minutes of ecstasy, I knew that I had to have his beautiful cock in my own mouth, and I yanked him to his feet and took his cock into my own mouth. The sight of that smooth flat body in front of my eyes was unforgettable and I too could not caress him enough. He was so hard and tasted so sweet, I thought I was going to lose it right there on the spot. When I became so excited that I knew explosion was imminent, I shoved him to his knees, turned him over and bent him over the arm of the sofa with his ass in the air and his face on the floor, so that I could rim that sweet ass. Without the slightest hesitation, I stuck my tongue so far into his asshole, he stiffened and moaned like a cat in heat. With a hand on either side of his ass, I banged by head violently into his ass as I tried to see how far I could stick my tongue into that sweet ass. It tasted sweet and had the intoxicating scent of his athletic body. He yelled, “Yes!! Yes!! Fuck my ass with your tongue. That heels so good!!!”  “I loooove this!!!” His ass was so perfect and beautiful!

After what seemed like ten or fifteen minutes of moaning and writhing in pleasure, this beautiful sexy boy turned over and pushed me down on the sofa on my back while he prepared to mount and straddle my dick. He stuck my dick in his mouth for the purpose of coating it with a generous coating of his saliva then straddled it with a vengeance. He slid entirely down in one motion.  Once I was totally inside him, he began to ride my dick uncontrollably. He moaned and yelled and moaned and rode my dick violently, purring and whimpering like a kitten. For a moment, I thought he was crying. Shortly, he speeded up and began to stiffen. He yelled “I’M COMMMMING!!!!! as he strained and froze. His cock exploded four times, violently spewing a load of hot jizz onto my face and mouth and my hair. Being more than I could bear, I shot a load into his ass at the same time, that must have gone on for fifteen seconds. With each shoot I impaled his ass as deeply as I could by arching my back and thrusting my cock deeper into his ass, until neither of us had anything left. He collapsed onto my chest, where he began softly licking this own load from my face. It was the sweetest and most gentle gesture. My cock slid out of his ass, and I could feel the stream of white jizz ooze out, onto my leg. 

We dozed off for about twenty or thirty minutes, after which time I could feel his dick coming alive once again on my belly. I pulled him up gently by his waist and found his cock with my mouth, this time, sucking more slowly and gently. I fondled his beautiful ass in bliss while I sucked his cock for probably a good five minutes until we were suddenly roused by the doorbell.  

We both jumped to our feet in panic mode and I told him to go upstairs and wait out of sight. He took the stairs, three at a time and disappeared around the corner. I looked through the peephole in the front door, just in time to see Jennifer returning to her car. She rang the doorbell and left the clothes at the front door.  When she had driven away, I opened the door and retrieved the clothes, then yelled up to…. to…. (I realized I didn’t even know his name.) “Come on down. It’s clear.”  

As I looked up, I was once again taken aback by this vision of naked loveliness bouncing down my stairs, with his hard red dick bouncing, looking like a walking fantasy. “Wanna get dressed?” I asked as I showed him the clothes. “Not really, but I guess we need to see if they fit.”  “Ok.” I replied. “Let’s try them on, then I will take them off of you again. I’m not nearly finished with you.” “Oh, yeah?” he replied as he grinned. “You haven’t seen anything yet!!” He put his arms around my neck and began to kiss me again passionately… I dropped the clothes and lifted him off the floor by his perfectly round ass…