My Sister's X-boyfriend, Greg, Part II

When Greg and I got into the shower after our hot fuck session the first night, my sweetheart soaped my entire body as he stood behind me. I loved having Greg’s firm soapy hands work themselves all over my smooth hairless frame as the hot steam from the water vaporized the air. And more than anything, it excited me beyond belief when Greg tenderly put his soapy hand in my crack and rubbed my ass lips in soft gentle circles as if it were my pussy which I guess it kind of was given that I allowed him to fuck me. Of course all this gave me an immense erection.

It wasn’t but a few minutes later when I desperately needed for Greg to get me off again. I had only cum once that night and given how hot & horny he was making me feel, I needed to pop my nuts at least one more time to relieve the fervent testosterone that brewed inside my body. I also wanted Greg to put his cock in me one more time for I thought it would be a good idea if my hole became more and more accustomed to his big thick cock and expanded so we could both enjoy fucking together for the remainder of my stay.

Once he soaped my entire body from head to toe, I turned around facing him and inserted my tongue deep into his warm wet mouth. Very quickly, I grabbed the bar of soap out of his hand and lathered his gorgeous masculine chest and underarms while we frenched. Rubbing my soapy hands and fingers through the soft ginger hairs on hiss chest while we kissed was so very erotic and romantic. Nothing at that point could have ever broken the physical and emotional bond we ardently shared for one another. It was our destiny for Greg to belong to me and for me to belong to him.

I wrapped one arm around his firm back never parting our lips and worked the soap all over his backside and butt with my free hand. Greg had the cutest bum in the world--at least in my eyes. And just as he had done to me, I placed my hand in his crack and thoroughly washed his ass lips which I knew I was going to lick the hell out of at some point while I was there.

Once was I satisfied that hiss hole was thoroughly washed, I parted my lips from his so I could lather his dick & balls. Of course I had to get my sweetheart hard again, so I gave him a superb hand job with my soapy hand until he was razor stiff.

Greg looked down at me and exclaimed with sure delight in his face, “Gosh Scotty, you’re giving me a hard-on for the forth time tonight,” as I stroked my hand across his big thick shaft with a gentle smile on my face.

I delightfully replied, “Well I can’t help it-- cause I have a boner too and I want you to get hard with me.”

Greg smiled and gave me a quick kiss on my lips full well knowing how much I loved him.

Once I had fully washed his privates, I turned back around so that my back was facing him. Greg knew immediately that I wanted him to cuddle me and rub my smooth soapy body all over again with his firm hands just like he did when he first soaped me up.

No sooner was he accommodating my request, when I reached around and grabbed his stiff dick while he rubbed my chest and nipples from behind. I bent over slightly and guided his cock into the crack of my ass.

Greg exclaimed, “Geeze Scotty, do you really want me to put my dick in you again?”

I bent over further and replied, “ Let’s try it again--OK?”

Needless to say, Greg was all to happy to accommodate my request. He joyfully replied, “OK Sweetheart, whatever you want.”

It wasn’t but about five seconds later when I could feel his soapy cock penetrated my opening from behind. My body twitched & turned and it still hurt like hell, but my sweetheart held me firm with his strong soapy hands wrapped around my cheat until he was all the way inside me.

I exclaimed still in agony, “Just, just, just-- hold it in me for a while--I want to wait a few minutes, please.”

Greg replied with heartfelt concern in his voice, “Sure sweetheart-- let’s just wait a bit,” as he planted a kiss from behind on my neck.

After a few moments had passed, I grabbed Greg’s right hand and placed it around my cock. With his dick buried deep inside of me, I asked him to jack me off as he stood so very patiently and calmly with his cock straight up my teenage ass.

Greg knowing that I needed to cum again, stroked me slowly at first. He gently turned us sideways facing the shower glass sliding door so that the hot misty water wouldn’t spray directly on my soapy cock and his hand. No sooner had we turned in this position when Greg began to slowly pump me from behind while he beat my meat with his right hand at the same time.

I was so turned on by now, I could feel myself want to cum. I told Greg to go faster as I let out a soft moan of gratification. Greg instantly knew he was bringing me to climax so he accelerated his hand across my shaft at warp speed. At that point, my testis were about to explode. What Greg didn’t know was how far I could actually shoot.

The minute I popped my nuts, cum shot all over the glass shower door with ease. Greg was so excited at witnessing my orgasm he exclaimed in sure jubilation, “Oh my God, Scotty, I can’t believe you can shoot so far--I’m definitely taking you a special party on Saturday night.”

As I struggled to catch my breath with his cock still inside me, I asked what kind of party we were going to. Again, Greg kissed me on my neck from behind and said, “Well, it’s a surprise--you’ll see, sweetheart.”

From that point, Greg left his cock in me for about another ten minutes while he rubbed my soapy chest and stomach so ever lustfully with his firm hands. With each passing minute, my hole became more and more acclimated to his magnificent cock which is exactly what I wanted. When we finally disconnected, I turned around and we deep frenched all over again.

After our hot french session which lasted at least two minutes, Greg cleansed my hole and I washed his cock again. We rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. Of course we took turns drying each other’s naked bodies off. I felt so much better now that I had cum for a second time and had taken a hot shower with my sweetheart. In fact, I felt like I was on top of the world.

We brushed our teeth, talked for a few minutes until our bodies were dry and then slipped back in bed together.

Right away we cuddled back up just as we had done the first time that night. I placed my head on Greg’s shoulder while I rubbed my hand across his nipples and thought about all we had done in just the past hour and a half together. Reflections then raced through my mind of what both our parents and my sister would have thought if they knew about all the hot sex we just had together.

One thing for sure crossed my mind: when I got back home, I was going to tell my mom that I was in love with Greg and wanted to move to Chicago so that I could be with him. I knew I was never the kind of guy who was wild and so call needed to “sew-my-oats.” I always wanted to be in a stable environment with people I cared about. And I couldn’t think of a person I cared about more now than Greg. I just couldn’t believe that after all these years of what I thought was just a dream about him, had actually come true.

That night we slept great together all cuddled up in each other’s arms. By the time we woke up the next day, it was already noon. I didn’t want to get out of bed. I loved the sense of Greg’s warm masculine naked body snuggled next to mine just as much as I was sure he loved my warm smooth naked body cuddled next to his.

No sooner had we both opened our eyes and talked for a few minutes, when the phone rang. Greg reached over to the night-stand and picked up the receiver. It was his parents! They were calling to see if I got there OK and wanted to know how we were both doing.

While Greg and his parents chatted, I thought about the very same book by those two women I read several years back--the same women that said the sexiest part of men’s bodies were their little love handles and paunches that all men eventually sprouted. Another thing that I recalled from their book was when both women wrote that men appreciate little things like having their backs and feet rubbed. So, I scooted down to the edge of the bed, sat up with my legs crossed and took Greg’s feet into my lap while he remained lying on his back with his head on the pillow and with the phone pressed in his ear.

I took both of his feet in my hands and massaged the base of each one. Sure enough, just like both women said, I could tell Greg instantly loved my foot massage for he loosened his muscles right away and let me work my hands all over them as he gave me one of his darling smiles. Greg had such adorable toes! They were so strong looking and yet so darn cute too. I rubbed them over and over and then lifted each foot up and kissed all his toes as if to tell Greg that I loved them just like I did the rest of him.

This went on for about 20 minutes when suddenly, Greg handed me the phone and said, “Here, my mom and dad want to speak to you, Scotty.”

Instantly, I got nervous and scared. Blood rushed out of my face. I’d only talked to his parents a few times many years ago at a family picnic when Greg dated my sister. Just before I put the phone up to my ear, I felt like I was getting ready to talk to my future in-laws. I couldn’t imagine what they would have thought if they only knew we were naked in bed together with their son’s sexy feet resting in my lap with four of my fingers interlocked between his toes.

But Greg’s parents were great! I talked to them for almost 20 minutes while I continued to rub his feet in my lap with one hand. They were both so very happy I was visiting their son. Just about the whole time we talked, Greg laid in bed on his back with his hands behind his head with a giant smile on his face as if to say, “ See how much they love you, Scotty.”

After I handed Greg the phone back, he said his good-byes and hung up. He leaned up, grabbed me and rolled my naked body on top of him. He placed one arm around my back, the other around my butt and squeezed me ever so tightly. With a giant smile on his face, he looked deep into my eyes and exclaimed in delight, “You know, I’m the luckiest guy in the world --I’ve got a great job, great family and more than anything, I got you--the love of my life, Scotty.”

I just smiled back and replied, “Well I’m so lucky too, Greg, I love being with you and we had so much fun last night.”