I can feel my face flushing as I do his pants back up. When I raise up I see his face is flushing too. I stammer, “Well, that was different wasn’t it? First time for everything I guess.”
“Yeah, right. Felt good”, he sputtered. When I looked into his eyes and raised my eyebrows his eyes got big and blurted out, “I mean I was hurting. Felt good to finally get to go.”
“Oh! Yeah. Ok. Well, how bout them cowboys?” I say. And we both laugh again and walk back to the deck. Me with a major hardon.
When we get back to our chairs, I gulp down my drink and go fix us both another and arrange my hardon so it’s not so obvious. When I get back, Sean starts apologizing, “Man I’m sorry but I couldn’t do anything with these casts. I’ve been holding it for two hours and was starting to hurt.”
Not thinking I say, “No problem. Don’t worry about it. My pleasure.” He spits his drink across the deck at this and starts laughing again.
Realizing what I said, I laughingly replied, “That didn’t come out right did it? Lets start over. Don’t feel bad about needing me to help. I’m ok with it. And I will say that you have a very nice dick. If it had been an ugly one I might have freaked out. So, everything’s good. Now, what the heck happened? Why are you in casts?”
After explaining how he was hurt, which isn’t important to the story, and that he would be in the casts for at least a month, we both just sat there for a few moments. We then started talking about all the things he would need help with. I won’t go into details on all the things, just namely getting dressed, getting undressed and taking a shower. He was embarrassed but knew he didn’t have much choice other than staying in the same clothes and stinking after a day or two.
After agreeing, we decided to have at least one more drink to build up our confidence. While drinking my third and his second drink, we were both thinking about how this was going to work.
Finishing my drink, I boldly stated, “Ok, I’m brave enough. Let’s do it.”
He just said, “Oh boy”.
Entering his bedroom, I said, “Let’s just act like this is an everyday thing and we’ll be fine. No big deal.”
He just grunted, “Yeah right.”
With his back to me, I pulled his shirt over his head and worked the sleeves over the casts. I then dropped to my knees to take his shoes off. Taking a big breath, I reached up and around to unfasten his pants, again. This had my face fairly close to his nicer than average butt which wasn’t helping my rock hard dick. Pulling his pants down reminded me that he was commando, which only made the hardon situation worse.
“Ok, to the shower chief.” I’m trying to keep the mood light, otherwise I’m afraid we both will freak out. He’s able to bump the shower controls with his casts and finger tips to get the water going, and enters the stall. Thankfully, he keeps his back to me and can’t see my excitement while I strip down and enter behind him.
“Don’t get any ideas just because I’m getting naked and into the shower with you big guy.” I can’t help it, being flippant is the only way I can stay calm. He just kind of laughs but doesn’t say anything.
He’s facing the shower head with his raised hands resting on the ledges so as not to get the casts wet. I tell him to close his eyes as I shampoo his hair. I then grab the soap and start to lather and wash his back. His broad, muscled, smooth back. Hmmm, where did those thoughts come from? I shake my head and drop to my knees to do the lower parts. I wash his feet and long sexy toes. What is going on with me, why am I thinking a guy’s feet are sexy?
I start working up his legs. His hard, muscled, smooth legs. Hmmm, still no hair. By now I’m staring at his firm, bubble shaped, smooth ass. Still no hair. I can’t help but admit to myself that it looks good. And feels even better as I soap and rub and squeeze his cheeks. I run the bar up and down his crack and then my index and middle fingers. As I rub back and forth across his star, he gasps and twitches a little. I’m sure I spend more time than needed rubbing up and down his hairless crack and around his star, but time seems to stand still. I’m not sure who moans, but it snaps me back to the present.
I stand up and have him turn around to do the front. His eyes are closed so I soap his face as insurance so he won’t see my hardon, which is throbbing and leaking. My balls are drawn up tight and I haven’t even touched myself. I soap his armpits and use my finger tips and nails. I notice his jaws clinch but he doesn’t say anything. I should say that it has always turned me on to caress and tease my female partners in the past to get them worked up. I guess I was subconsciously doing that to Sean with his ass and armpits. Cause watching him tense up made my eyebrows raise up, smile and bite my lower lip. I was having fun just as I would with a female.
I soaped up his pecks and his nipples were hard as pebbles. I rubbed my thumbs across and around them. They were at least as big as an eraser and about a quarter inch long. I pinched them between my thumb and index finger and rolled them back and forth. His head shot back and he moaned long and deep.
“Sorry, just making sure they’re clean,” I said.
“Ohhh, ok,” was all he said.
I giggled again and dropped to my knees to “do” the lower parts. WHOA!!! Now Sean had a very nice dick when I held it as he peed. He had an absolutely gorgeous COCK when he was hard!! My god, it was beautiful! Mine is six inches, maybe six and a half at the moment. His had to be at least eight and an inch and a half across. Hard and straight with a huge flared head. The head and veins down the side seemed to be pulsing. His groin and balls were completely hairless so I could see every detail. Beautiful doesn’t come close to describing what I was looking at. I’m sure if he could see the awe on my face and my open, drooling mouth, he would have been shocked.
“Oh man, I’m sorry. I can’t help it,” he gasped.
“Trust me, no problem at all,” I breathed.
I quickly soaped the area up. As I was running one hand and fingers around his balls and back to the area behind to his ass, the other was stroking up and down and around his cock. One hand was overflowing with his balls and the other couldn’t reach all the way around his mighty shaft. At that moment it struck me that it felt right to be kneeling before this man, cleaning and worshiping his manhood and jewels.
“I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop!!”
I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I kept stroking. All the way to the top, forcing the flared ridge to slip between my thumb and finger. Then squeezing a little harder and back down to his groin, pulling the skin tight causing the head to flare and pulse. On the down stroke he groaned loud and I felt his cock start to throb. With every throb, a stream of cum fired out. The first two shots went straight into my mouth, almost filling me. When I closed my mouth, the other shots fired all over my face. I didn’t hesitate to swallow his cum. It was delicious and I was instantly hooked. I opened my mouth for more and let what was oozing out drop on my tongue while what was on my face started running down and into my mouth. As I was milking his cock to get every drop out of that long shaft, my own balls drew up tighter and shot my cum between his legs. Without even touching myself!! I began scooping what was all over my face into my mouth and squeezing his cock with my other hand.