1. Beach Photography Part 3


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Boy / Boy, Cum Swallowing, Gay, Incest, Masturbation, Teen, Teen Male / Teen Male, Threesome, Young, Author: JusJus, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Hey everyone, I'm back for another part of Beach Photography. As planned right now, there are another two parts to come. As always, the double lines are where the action is at. So get comfortable and enjoy. Ben heard the doorbell ring and literally ran down the stairs to the front door. He flung open the door and his eyes took in the boy standing in the pouring rain, hair plastered over his eyes, clothes soaked through. Ben could see Ethan's nipples through the tight, wet material. And then Ben looked down, the sight made him inhale. Ethan had on shorts, cycling shorts. They clung to Ethan's thighs, and Ben could see a bump in the front of Ethan's shorts. “Thought I'd bike here,” Ethan said, “wasn't raining when I left though.” Ben was still looking at Ethan's shorts, taking in his chunky thighs. He finally looked up and met Ethan's eyes. “You're wearing cycling shorts.” Ethan pulled a face as if to say, yeah, I just said that. “Can I at least come in?” Ben realised his mistake and took a step to the side, allowing Ethan to step inside. Ben closed the front door and turned back to Ethan, who had made a small puddle where he stood. “Come on, I'll find you some new clothes,” he made to go up the stairs, but stopped. “After you,” he said, gesturing for Ethan to go up the stairs first. Ethan grinned, “such a gentleman,” he said, cheekily sticking his tongue out at Ben. Then he started up the stairs with Ben close behind. Ben stared at Ethan's curvy butt as it twisted this way ...
    and that. Ben had to physically stop himself from dribbling on the stairs. Ethan leapt up the last three stairs in one bound, the sight making Ben whimper slightly. Ethan looked back, “you all right?” Ben just nodded emphatically. Ethan flashed him another smile. Ben joined Ethan on the landing and ushered him into his bedroom. Then he went to the bathroom and got a towel. He returned to Ethan and threw him the towel. “Thanks,” Ethan said, rubbing it over his arms, his chest, his hair and then over his crotch. Ben watched him doing it. Then Ethan grabbed the back of his shirt collar and tried to pull his shirt off. The fact that it was soaked made it get stuck halfway off. Ben admired his six-pack and tan, and licked his lips. Ethan's body stretched, tensing his torso, making his abs more prominent. And then the shirt was off. Erect nipples, golden chest, stunning six-pack, Ben struggled to look away. “Erm, let me, er, get you some new clothes.” He turned away and opened his drawer, rooting around for something that Ethan could wear. Sweaters, shirts, trousers. Ben had a dirty thought and picked out one of his skin shirts, and his swimming trunks from two years ago. Then he heard the slurp of wet material being pulled down skin and quickly turned back. “Here, you can-” Ethan had his cycling shorts half way down his long legs. Ben shivered. Underneath the shorts, Ethan wore tight, bright red briefs. And they were wet through, letting Ben clearly see the outline of Ethan's cock. ...
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