A whispered "Move your cock a little higher, higher, ahhh" was followed by slurping sounds for about five minutes as I let Ryan's cock fuck my mouth. As his dick swelled with his anticipation from the pleasurable feeling of my tongue and warm mouth on his penis, his pumping motion in and out of my mouth sped up, until I felt his sperm begin spattering against my throat and onto my tongue, nearly choking me.
"FUCK! That was good," Chris sputtered. I continued sucking on his rod for a few minutes so that none of his creamy cum would drip onto the store's slacks he'd been trying on.
I stood up after licking off all the cum from his cock that I could, and reached down, slowly pulling his underpants back up over his ass, cock and balls, taking every possible opportunity to caress his smooth thighs, hairless balls, round smooth ass cheeks and his still half hard penis. Securing his jockies on his hips, he held my hand for balance while he stepped out of the new slacks, saying, "You know, those pants are really excellent for having sex in, but I just don't think they're 'me.' "Shhh," I said, keep it down. This IS a public place, you know!"
"Fine time to tell me to 'keep it down'," he whispered. "Why were you stroking my cock and finger fucking my ass if you wanted me to 'keep it down?' I thought he was getting mad, but when I looked up at his face he was grinning ear to ear. "Thank you, Jeff," he said. "I love how you love me."
"Uhh, that was an old Bobby Vinton song, I think," I said. "But I get the sentiment. I love fucking you, too. Now, if you're not going to buy those pants, we have to get back home." Ryan and I had gone out shopping to update his wardrobe, which was a little thin in spite of the fact that his parents were well-to-do, but unfortunately this particular trip had been sidetracked when Ryan decided to seduce me in the changing room of the men's store I had taken him to. Far from being my fault, I was sure he was completely to blame.
After picking out several pairs of slacks that we thought might look nice on him, he had coyly asked me into the changing cubicle, explaining that he wanted my perspective on the slacks, 'up close.' When I walked into the booth, Ryan managed to bend down in front of me, facing away, pretending to look at something on his foot, so that his smooth round ass cheeks stretched out the material of his underpants, displaying his perfect, round butt cheeks to my eyes no more than a foot away. Then, while he was bent over, he "accidentally" managed to slip his underpants down, so that I was gazing into his beautiful pink and tan ass hole, which I have worshipped since the day we met.
It wasn't my fault that my hand went to his hip to steady him, then slid around to his ass so that I could slide my hand between his ass cheeks, and into his hole, which he wiggled to signal to my fingers that he was looking for company inside. One thing led to another, and after frigging his ass for a few minutes, I turned him around and almost inhaled his erect 6" dick down my throat. It was aided along into my mouth by his natural lubricant, the pre cum gushing out of his cock head. We then finished his dressing and left the men's department, after buying the slacks Ryan had semi-worn while fucking me.
On our way out of the store, something caught Ryan's eye, and he gestured for me to stop. He whispered in my ear, and my cock leaped into hardness from it's semi-erect state. "Do you really?" I said. "Let's get some, then!"
We headed into the women's intimate apparel department, towards the panties. Ryan looked through the various offerings and made his selections. 4 satin bikini and thong type panties, in blue, black, red and white, and 3 lace panties, in black, white and red, all in what looked to be his size, since we weren't sure of the sizes on the labels. "I can't wait to model these for you, baby," Ryan whispered. I had to discreetly rearrange my dick in my pants, as it was threatening to split my pants seam. "And I can't wait to take them off you," I growled. We paid for the additional purchases and left the store. On the way back, Ryan sat close to me, and stroked my dick through my slacks, keeping me at a high state of sexual tension.
Having avoided getting caught during our impromptu love play we headed for my home. After we got back to my house, we were preparing to head for the bedroom when we heard noises in the back yard, that sounded like teenagers talking. I should explain that I live in a 3 bedroom house that I retained when I divorced my wife a year before. I'd made some improvements to the place during the last year, including a spa in the back yard. Fortunately, there was already a very good privacy fence around the yard, as well as the fact that I had no neighbors on either side or backing up to my yard. Unfortunately, no orgy opportunities had presented themselves, so it didn't make all that much difference. At least until then.
Before meeting Ryan I had led a completely heterosexual lifestyle, what I considered to be 'normal.' That was before I had met Ryan, a beautiful, no, gorgeous blue eyed, brown haired slim angel who had changed my life around 180 degrees after a minor auto accident. This boyish, slim teenager of around 130 pounds, 5'6" in height, had himself awakened to his gay nature and in so doing, awakened me, too, from my lifelong blindness to the beauty and sexuality of other males. Ryan and I had only made love with each other to date, and had yet to share our love with others. So the scene that came about that day after we got home was quite a change from the usual for us.
Ryan and I crept to the back window to see what was going on, and we were very surprised to see 3 friends of Ryan's cavorting in the spa. I looked at Ryan, and he looked at me, both of us with quizzical looks on our faces. "Let me get to the bottom of this," I said.
I went to the back door, opened it and stepped out onto the patio, right next to the spa. "Excuse me, but what do you think you're doing?" I said. "This is private property."
"Oh, my gosh," one of the 3 teens said. "We didn't think you'd be home yet!"
"You're going to have to do better than that, or I'll have to call the police," I said, though I thought this could be solved without bothering the police.
"Well, we're friends of Ryan Thatcher's at school," the shortest one said. "And we happened to see him come over here one day. We wanted to check it out, snuck in your back yard, and saw the spa. We couldn't resist it and jumped in! We're really sorry for causing trouble. Please let us leave and we won't bother you any more."
"What the HECK!" I heard come from behind me. Ryan stepped out of the house and approached the spa. "Jamie, Lynn, Trevor, what are you guys doing?" They went through their explanation for him, too. They then introduced themselves to me.
They were all about Ryan's age, 18 or 19, and were in his class at school. They stood in the spa, soaking wet and breathing heavily from their horseplay, wearing only their underpants, so I could clearly see all their charms. Jamie had black, curly hair that was just a little longer than is fashionable, as though he was overdue for a hair cut. He had a quick and ready grin for us, and was the same height as Ryan, 5' 6", slim and had an elfin kind of face, thin and very feminine. He looked to weigh about 115 pounds, with a flat stomach and brown nipples. His underpants were sagging off his hips from being soaking wet, and I could see his hipbones forming a "Y" of his stomach, that pointed down to his crotch. I noticed that his dick was half hard and looked to be about 6" long. His balls looked very full, and hung pretty low. I could see a black patch above his dick inside his underpants, but no body hair anywhere else.
Lynn was a little shorter, maybe 5'4", a little plumper than Jamie or Ryan, mainly as baby fat on his cute tummy. Baby fat looked good on him. He was a little more serious appearing than the others, but had a cute pug nose and brown hair much like Ryan's. His dick looked to be smaller than Jamie's, maybe 5" fully erect, and he was, but his ass cheeks were perfectly round and looked like they would make a nice handful. His balls looked to be quite large in proportion to his cock, and I wondered if they would fit in my mouth. His pink nipples were erect, perhaps from the slight chill on their wet bodies. He had faint brown "skid marks" on the back of his underpants, apparently not listening to his mother's expected advisory on the wearing of clean underwear in case of accident.
