Aaarrgh!
As I looked down at my little tormentor, he just smiled a devilish grin back at me, and went back to sucking me off.
The feeling built back up to eruption, and
bam
! He stopped again! I just stood there confused and leaking precum, doing my hypnotic dance of thrusting forward and back into the air, uselessly seeking orgasm. I was starting to get frustrated, but Jamie's little devil grin would disarm me completely. This time, though, he didn't go back to work. He stood up and started kissing me again, pushing the flavor of my dick into my mouth. I greedily licked back and tasted myself on him. Just two boys making out as if it was completely normal, enjoying each other's touch and feel, our combined efforts making both of us hornier.
Jamie pulled away then, saying to me, "Come on baby, let's shave you down, you'll be so much hotter smooth and clean! Straight guys shave their bodies all the time, don't you know? Look at my body, I know how hot I look, don't you want to be hot too, sweetie?"
He was right...
right
? That hot guy that fucked the hell out of K last night, Mike, he was completely shaved, and smooth. His cock was smooth and hairless, thick and veiny, oozing manliness even without any hair.
I could pull that off, right?
All these thoughts going through my head were talking me into it, what did I have to lose? Plus Jamie had been teasing me with denial for about a half hour now and I was way past horny, and couldn't tell him no.
So there we were, walking to the bathroom together, his little feminine hand guiding me. His nails were painted pink with glitter.
So cute!
He squealed with joy when he saw I had all the hair removal means necessary, with K having left the kit to me to do the job anyways. I hadn't planned on it, but currently my mind was made up for me.
Jamie bent forward showing me his cute derriere, and started the water running in my tub. As it filled, he was getting the items ready. He had me stand over the toilet, spreading my legs slightly, as he started using the battery hair trimmer to start whacking away at my longer pubic hair. He would move my solid shaft this way and that to get it out of the way, my balls all around, as he moved the shaver head from navel to under my sack. Hair just fell away, mostly landing into the toilet. The stance of me with my legs bowed to be above the toilet bowl allowed him easy access behind my balls leading to my asshole. While there wasn't anything sexual in his work, his deft little hands and smooth body kept my mind occupied with it.
As he finished with the trimmers, he set them on the counter, slinked his way back up my body and kissed me again, shortly. Telling me to move into the tub and sit in the water, he guided me there with his delicate little hands. He had me stand after soaking for a bit, and lathered soap all over my body, cleaning me like a bath house whore. My mind spun as his hands explored my body, fondling me, playing with my nipples again, clearly remembering my reaction on the bench in the woods, he was encouraged with my reactions.
He had me dip myself down again and wash off, before now applying shaving cream to parts of my body as he ran the razor over my flesh, delicately but with speed and precision. As the time went by, and he would wash off the areas he went over, I was seeing myself in a new light. Gone were the hairs here and there around my chest and stomach. My happy trail leading to my dick was gone. He shaved my legs smooth as a girls. He then had only my dick to ass left, and that didn't slow him down at all.
Just as precise as before, he would lather up my balls and run the razor over them, squeezing them and pulling them to get them just right for the blades to take that hair away. He had me wash off again and then this time asked me to spread my legs and lean forward against the wall. I hadn't thought this all the way through, and this to me was by far the gayest possible pose I could make. Pushing my bare naked ass out to a gay boy, and him fondling around shaving me smooth, getting a clear view of all my intimate and private areas.
Seeing a slight hesitation, Jamie said, "It's alright daddy, you came this far and are so fucken' hot already...just look what you're doing to me," he finished with a moan. I turned and looked at him as he rubbed his own nipples, my eyes traveling down his body to his erect penis trapped inside his panties. The thin seem of fabric split his sack as one ball each fell to a side of the fabric, giving me a full view of his sizable and cleanly shaven testicles. I started producing excessive drool again, having to swallow it down. Jamie saw this and let out a little giggle. As I continued looking on at his feminine boi body, he started slipping his panties off. Out popped what I would call the cutest five inches of dick I've ever seen! Everything on his body was pristine and hairless, smooth and clean.
He swished his hips back and forth, making his dick into a metronome, giggling at me as my head and eyes went back and forth with it. I was drawn to how it looked, how I wasn't grossed out by it, on the other hand, somewhat attracted to its look. He stepped forward, turned me around, and pushed me forward. I moved my legs apart, bent over, and pushed my ass out just as he asked me to. I moaned slightly when I did this, no idea why, it just escaped my mouth.
"Yummy," was all I heard as Jamie moved into the tub behind me, and sat on the edge to be eye level with my asshole. His hands moved with speed as he spread shaving cream around my butt, immediately shaving after finishing covering in cream. His hands would work the cream around my anus longer than I think he needed to, I bit my tongue so I didn't moan to the feeling of him being in that area as it turned me on thinking of the fingerings K gave me.
Jamie deftly went up, around, under, and through with those little fingers, making all that pesky hair go away, for now. He explained it would be itchy in a day or two, and I would need to do this all again pretty often to stay smooth. Or, I could try out that hair removal cream and hope that worked. As he pushed me down into the water to rinse myself off, he said, "or, you can always just text me, I'm glad to show you the ropes, and you can even help by shaving me too. We can do it together! The tub in your place is big, but when my mom's not home, you can come over. She has one of those big jacuzzi tubs that makes it easier for pairs to do it together." That last part sent images of Jamie and me fooling around sexually, "doing it together".
His words were having lasting effects on me as I was still hard and begging for orgasm at this point. Trying to stop myself from all this gay imagery, I stepped out and started drying off. Jamie grabbed the second towel and bent forward to dry off his legs. I got a full view of his little asshole then, all pink and puffy, looking as if it had seen some usage. Betting myself that my cock could easily fit in there, more drool escaped my mouth thinking about finally having sex with someone. "See something you like, daddy?" Jamie asked as he straightened back up. He slyly grinned and said, "but you're not gay, right? Too bad...," the feminine little figure trailed off at me.
He tried slinking by me then to go back to the living room, but I just grabbed hold of him and pulled him in for more making out. I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth, trying to taste deeply of Jamie. My hands worked their way down his back to his ass, as I cupped and pushed on this cheeks. I ran my finger through the crack of his ass, feeling his starfish twitch as I rubbed across it. He moaned into my mouth, as his hips started gyrating like mine, pushing his peepee into mine. I wasn't grossed out at all the thought that are peckers were having a sword fight.
His little hands moved in between us and pulled my dick on top of his, as his hands stroked them simultaneously. We kept kissing, my hands playing with his asshole but not pushing in, his hands tugging on our cocks simultaneously, both of us thrusting back and forth so he could sort of just keep his hands still as our cocks slid in and out of his grip. I knew what was happening, I knew my dick was rubbing along his and that was the real source of my pleasure, Jamie's pecker, not his hands.
One of his hands left our dicks then, and moved to my ass, him quickly pushing his precum covered finger directly at my tight little rosebud. As he pushed his knuckled past my ring of defense, he immediately started prodding my prostate. After an hour of him sucking and denying, shaving me, playing with my mind, I immediately went over the edge as he played around inside my rectum. Shot after shot of cum exploded forth form my dick on to his groin and pecker. He just kept fingering me all the way through my orgasm, picking up his pace of fucking his dick against mine, when I felt him let loose his seed onto my thighs, moaning into each other's mouths.
Gasping and panting, breathless, I broke away from our embrace and sat down on the toilet. I was so out of shape that even this sort of stuff brought me to a state of huffing and puffing for air. A sheen layer of sweat covering my face and body, I looked a mess, as if I had run a mile. Jamie just stared at me, before moving himself to kneel in front of me, and start cleaning up his cum from on and around my now smooth and hairless penis. His tongue dragged across my balls and thighs, licking up the seed he sprayed on my body.
As he moved his head away from my crotch, Jamie's little painted fingernailed hand moved to his crotch, scooping up the copious amounts of semen I had sprayed there during our little gay jerk off session. He smiled, bringing his hand up to my mouth, saying, "Good bois clean up their messes!"
