Boys Will Be Boys - Their First Time

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Authors: Mickey Erlach
onto the tiled floor. I brought his shirt up and sniffed at where his pits had been, the aroma nearly knocking me over from my squatting stance. It was wonderfully heady, unmistakably a man ’ s odor. I couldn ’ t keep from frantically grabbing his jock and binging that to my nose , too. I loved the smell of this man. I touched it to my lips, my tongue darting out to taste that sweet tang. My mouth by now seriously salivating, it didn ’ t take much to shove the whole pouch into my mouth. My dick was rock hard and starting to drip again. I brought a finger full of my precum to my lips, the same scum he had tasted just hours before. I licked it slowly bridging it from my tongue to my fingertips. I needed this! I needed him … in the worst way!
    Gaining some control, I began putting his stuff back in his bag, but there on the bottom of the bag was an small manila envelope with my name, Chris, unassumingly taped to the black bottom, it stood out like a gold ticket in a candy bar, beckoning me. Without too much thought , I grabbed it and ripped it open at the seam. What fell out was a link, just a single platinum link of a chain and note that read, “ IN THE BEGINNING … ”
    That fucker! He had to have known, the son of a bitch planted this before we even got to the gym today. So fuckin ’ full of himself! Who does he think he is? A wave of fear swept over me, no not fear – more like trepidation for what I thought, (and apparently) he knew what lie ahead. I ’ ll show that two can play at this game . I started my bath water getting it a little hotter than would be comfortable and brought out my clippers. I started trimming away . I ’ ll show that son of a bitch. I used the number-one guard on the clippers and trimmed off all the hair on my chest, pits and pubes. I gathered my tools and stepped into the bath with a three- pack of disposable razors, a can of shaving cream and a couple of washcloths. Slowly lowering myself into the hot water I soaked for a couple of minutes before beginning what turned out to be an hour and a half procedure. I had done this before for swim team in high school as had a majority of my teammates , so it didn ’ t bother me as much as he probably thought it would. After nicking myself a couple of times , I decided to slow down and enjoy the process . I started with my legs and went on to my chest, armpits and butt. I started to shave my pubes and stopped short of it. I ended up shaving around my balls and up the shaft of my dick. I left a patch of hair above my dick, kind of a fuck you statement and let the water out of the tub , which only ended up leaving a mass of stray hairs all over. Steeping back in , I got the handheld and sprayed down my body and the tub surround. Using the shower , I squatted down and paid particular attention to my ass and balls. The water strumming against them felt incredible.
    I got out and dried off thoroughly, opening the bathroom door to let some of the steam out. Wiping down the mirror, I was surprised to see how my body looked after denuding all that hair. My muscles that I had worked so hard at looked more defined. I could see the beginning of a six-pack, (a four - pack really) starting to show up. The cleft in my butt cheeks and the shadow of my overhanging chest showed proud and proper. I ran around the apartment buck ass naked for a while to try and cool off. The air against my body felt so fuckin g good! I wished I had done this earlier. After having a snack, I returned to the bathroom and liberally dusted myself with talcum. My skin turned satiny soft and smooth as – you ’ ll forgive the analogy – a baby ’ s bottom. I shook off the excess powder and trotted off to bed.
    I was excruciatingly tired, probably from the workout along with the mental, emotional strain. After setting my alarm. It didn ’ t take long for me to drift off to sleep.
    Sometime in the middle of the night , I awoke with a fierce hard on, humpin g the crisp, cool sheets,

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