All characters depicted in this story are 18+
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It was a hot day, Glenn was naked and savouring the cool mountain water as it washed over him.
Glenn is 18 but somewhat of a late developer, not only had he just discovered masturbation but he had yet to develop any pubic hair. He had no idea that this wasn't normal as he had never seen another guy naked. This was due to the fact he was home educated by his mother, an ex teacher, so therefore had no contact with other boys his own age. He lived alone with his mother, his father having passed away just shortly after he was born. The only real friend he had was with Bryan, but that ended when he was 12 after his mother decided to move to Wales where they now lived. They used to write to each other regularly for a short while but eventually it just petered out but Glenn still misses him.
The village in which he lived couldn't really be called a village, more like a collection of 4 cottages. Their nearest neighbour was over a mile away, a sweet old lady, Mrs Jones who lived alone and had a soft spot for Glenn. He would visit her regular and she would spoil him with her baking. The next nearest was rented out as a holiday cottage, most of the time it was empty but occasionally it would be rented by couples looking for a romantic weekend away or retired couples looking for a quite break. The last cottage was occupied by a young couple with their 3 year old daughter, they had only just moved there and Scott had yet to meet them.
The nearest town was almost 10 mile away and his mother would have to drive there to get supplies. Scott would often go with her hoping to make friends but being painfully shy he never did.
The area they lived in was beautiful, rolling hills and valleys covered in woods and lush vegetation. He loved to walk and explore the area and had found many quiet spots he frequented regular. One was an old oak tree that was easy to climb, he would often sit up in the large branches for hours at a time, contemplating. Another was a rocky outcrop at the top of the hill overlooking his house. The out crop formed a natural shelf and from there he could see for miles. Another was a bend in the river that flowed near his home, weather permitting he would often swim there naked. All three spots where very secluded and from all the times he frequented them he never saw another living soul.
That day Glenn was swimming in the river which had made him extra horny so he was looking forward to shooting a double load today. He decided he would head up to his lookout (the rocky outcrop) and sunbath naked and take care of business. He loved to masturbate up there as it made him feel especially close to nature. It was fairly breezy too and he loved the sensation of the wind blowing over his body, almost like mother nature was caressing his nakedness. It was even more erotic when he was nearing his orgasm, as though a thousand fingers was stroking and tickling every part of his exposed skin. His orgasms were much more intense up there.
When Glenn masturbated, his fantasies would be of women, many women, all faceless but in every fantasy Bryan would be there too, both of them enjoying the pleasure the women gave them. They never developed much farther than this but always Bryan's naked form would be there.
Feeling a twitch in his groin he stepped out the water and picked up his shorts not bothering to dry himself. The sun would quickly dry the water on his body but until then it would keep him cool in the blistering heat of the freak heat wave they was having. A gentle breeze stirred and Glenn stretched drinking in the erotic sensations it created over his naked body, it caused his cock to swell. His slender smooth body showed no signs of puppy fat what so ever and the hint of an hour glass figure gave him a subtle feminine look. When ever he looked at himself naked it would always arouse him. His cock though was substantial and when erect measure a respectable 6 inches and lately seemed to always be in a permanent state of arousal.
He pulled on his running shorts and adjusted his cock, he liked commando, in fact he only wore the shorts just in case anyone was to pass him on the walk up, if he could he would have walked naked. He set off through the trees that lined the river and after a short walk he joined the footpath that circled the hill with the outcrop. Even this foot path was very secluded, he very rarely passed anyone on this route. In fact it was sometimes difficult to follow as the vegetation would often grow over.
Glenn was a little startled when he saw another figure appear through the trees in the distance, this was very rare to meet someone coming the other way. He lost sight for a couple of seconds as he passed a large tree that obscured his line of site but as he got past it he noticed it was another boy walking towards him. The boy looked to be a little older than him, taller and slim
As he neared he noticed the boy's shirt was open showing a smooth slim toned body. He was wearing a blue baseball cap backwards and his baggy jeans rode low on his waist, 'God they must be only just covering his cock' Glenn thought. The boy looked at Glenn as they got closer and his shyness kicked in so he looked away which he found quite difficult to do as the boy had really nice body. This was the first half naked body Glenn had seen other than his own. Often he would stand in front of a full length mirror at home admiring his own naked form while masturbating. The boys body was similar to his own and Glenn felt a stirring in his groin. Glenn couldn't resist the temptation to look as they drew level with each other. The boy stopped and spoke.
"Do you have the time?" he asked. Glenn slowed, looked at the boy and then showed him his bare arm. As he did so he saw something that shocked him. At the top of the boy's jeans was hair! He had never seen anything like before, his own body being totally smooth.
"Sorry I don't have a watch," he squeaked. His voice cracked with nervousness, he could do without that right now.
"It's ok," the boy replied. As Glenn started to walk off he stole a backwards glance for another look at those hairs.
"Like what you see?" the boy asked as he leant back on to a low wall. Glenn stopped and turned to the boy puzzled.
"Huh?"
"My groin, I saw you looking."
Glenn blushed heavily. Busted! Glenn tried to open his mouth and come up with an excuse but nothing came out. What could he say? What possible excuse was there for looking at someone else's groin. He felt his face go really hot, he was blushing. The boy seeing his embarrassment spoke up.
"It's ok, I don't mind, look some more if you want."
Glenn wasn't sure what was happening, did the boy say to look some more? He thought he should just keep walking but he couldn't he was frozen to the spot. All this time Glenn hadn't realised he was still looking at his groin anyway, those hairs, what were they?
"You know you have a really nice body," the boy added. Glenn looked into the boy's eye not quite believing what he just said, he blushed again.
"Th-th-thanks, S-s-so d-do you."
His gaze drifted down the boy's body, over the slender chest, the curvy waist and back at those hairs. He just had to know what they were.
