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Subject: The Perfect Tan-Part-4 The Perfect Tan-Part 4 This story is 100% fiction. This will be a multi-part story that explores a teen boy’s quest for pleasure and the perfect tan. There will be sex acts between the teen male and adult males, so if this type of thing offends you, please stop reading and go elsewhere. Please consider donating to the archive to keep this great fty/donate.html I could feel Mr. Dean’s eyes on me as I crossed the parking lot to my bicycle. I picked up my t-shirt that I had left to dry and suddenly heard his voice. “Toss that in the garbage.” There was a garbage can not too far away and after dropping my t-shirt into it I began to pedal home. My mind raced, knowing I had just shot my load and eaten my cum in front of two men in one day was overwhelming. The other thing that had me thinking was not only had they loved watching me, but I loved having them watch me, and even more, the power they had over me, telling me what to do had made me hornier than ever before. These thoughts running through my mind kept my cock hard the entire ride back to my house, and even now up in my room it remained. I kicked off my sandals and pulled down the shorts and stood naked in front of my full-length mirror, staring at my reflection as I ran my hands over my body. For several minutes I played with my nipples while my other hand massaged my ass cheeks, then I lowered my hand and grasped my erection. My cock felt harder than usual as I slowly stroked my shaft while my other hand massaged my ass cheeks, then I ran my index finger up and down the crack. I pulled my hand back and soaked it with my saliva then as my other hand stroked my shaft I gently pushed my saliva soaked fingertip at my hole, gasping as it slid inside. My hole clamped down on it but as I got used to it relaxed and my finger easily slid inside. I wiggled it around for a while then pulled it back out and spat more saliva, this time on two of my fingers and as I slowly stroked my shaft I pushed the two fingertips against my hole and groaned as they slid inside. I opened my eyes and stared at myself in the mirror, and as I slid my 2 fingertips further inside I used my other hand to slip my foreskin all the way back. This caused me to groan loudly and a second later as my hole clamped down tightly around my fingers my cock exploded and my cum splattered all over the mirror. I left my fingers inside my hole for a couple more minutes, then slowly slid them out. I was about to grab a towel and clean up my mirror when I remembered my promise to never waste my cum. I was alone and could easily get away without doing it, but not only had I promised to obey, I also wanted to obey. I dropped down to my knees and using my tongue, licked the mirror clean, making sure to get every drop. Knowing my mother would be home soon, I showered and was about to pull on a pair of briefs when I remembered Dr. Kerns had cautioned me not to wear them anymore, so instead I pulled on my new pair of shorts and made it downstairs just as the front door opened. I was expecting my mother but was surprised to see a man walk in as well. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t quite place him. He was tall, easily over 6 feet, his t-shirt fit well, showing he kept himself in shape and his arms and face were deeply tanned. As my mother put her purse and the bags she was carrying away, she said, “Albert, this is Mr. Elbek, my new boss.” My mother left the kitchen and as he offered it, I shook Mr. Elbek’s hand, noticing how strong it was. He was now staring at me and not just at my face, it was obvious he was checking me out. I self-consciously put my hands over the crotch of my shorts as his eyes took in my legs and then scanned back up to my torso and arms, making me wish I had put a t-shirt on. He smiled widely, a knowing smile like he knew who I was as he said, “It’s nice to see you again Albert.” I stared at his face, trying to figure out where I had seen him, but my mind was blank. He took another step towards me, so close now that I could smell his body wash and in a low voice he said, “I’m glad you did as I said and got rid of the body hair, the smooth look really suits you.” Instantly I remembered him, the man from the beach, the one who had done the most talking. As the events of that day ran through my mind my cock started to harden. Remembering that he and his friends had seen me shoot my load all over my hair, face, and body made my knees weak. Not only had they seen it, but they had loved watching me. My face went red as he took a step back, his eyes taking in my entire body and as he did, my cock got even harder. I heard my mother climbing the stairs to go to her room and as she did Mr. Elbek reached out his right hand and ran it gently down the outside of my left arm and then back up again to my shoulder. “You did a great job, Albert, you’re as smooth as a baby’s bottom.” His hand felt great on my arm and that combined with the way he was staring at me made my cock go to full mast. I kept my hands covering the front of my shorts but the way he was looking at me, made it obvious he knew what I was hiding. He looked towards the stairs that led to the upper floor of my house, then back at me and said, “Are your legs just as smooth?” I stood still, afraid to move or speak, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew he was waiting for me to say something, but kütahya escort no words came out. His eyebrows raised and a large smile filled his face as he again looked towards the stairs, then crouched down and ran his hands up and then down the outside of both of my legs. The sensation drove me wild and my erection began throbbing as his hands ran from my ankles and then up the inside of my legs over my calves and up my inner thighs right to where the bottom part of my shorts was, only inches away from my now leaking erection. He looked up at me and asked, “How did you get yourself this smooth boy? There’s no way you did this with a razor. Did you do more than just your arms and legs?” With his hands that close to my balls I thought I would shoot my load in my shorts. His finger started pushing under the leg opening of my shorts but before it was close enough to touch my balls, we both heard my mother coming back down the stairs. He stood up and gave me a stern look as he said, “When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer it, boy.” I knew he was serious and I wanted to answer, but just seeing him was driving me wild. In a few seconds, my mother would be back in the room and his expression showed he was angry or frustrated with me, but still, no words came to me. “Naughty boy, you will learn to answer me.” As soon as he had spoken my mother walked back into the kitchen and as Mr. Elbek’s eyes continued to scan my body she asked, “John, would you like to stay and have dinner with us?” His eyes were still on my naked torso as he said, “Yes, I’d love to.” “Albert, how was your….?” Her voice trailed off and I became aware that she was staring at me, but not at my face. She stepped right in front of me and ran one of her fingers over my right arm and it suddenly hit me, she didn’t know that I had removed my body hair. I had been fully dressed after using the removal cream and this was her first look at me since then. “Albert, why are your arms…..? Her eyes lowered and she took in my smooth legs. She blinked a few times and then, “Albert, what happened to your arm and leg hair?” My mother was facing me and Mr. Elbek was standing behind her, but also facing me, the difference being my mother was not smiling. I had my hands covering my very erect cock as my mind raced. As I was wondering what to say, it was clear Mr. Elbek was enjoying my discomfort. My mother’s voice got louder, “Albert, I asked you a question?” I knew if I didn’t say something soon, this would turn ugly. My mouth opened, “I shaved it, Mom.” Her eyebrows rose as she asked, “Why did you do that?” Mr. Elbek’s smile got wider and I began transferring my weight from one foot to another, desperate to get this over with when an idea hit me. “A lot of swimmers do it, Mom.” Her face relaxed a bit and I thought I was out of trouble until I heard Mr. Elbek say, “Must be tricky to shave the backs of your legs, lucky you didn’t cut yourself.” He grinned at me as my mother said, “Turn around Albert, let me check the backs of your legs to make sure you didn’t nick yourself.” My reply came too quickly, “I’m fine Mom.” Her voice raised again, “Turn around young man.” I did as she said, she had not called me, young man, for almost a year, and at that time it had been just before my last spanking. My legs felt weak and my heart was racing as I knew that my mother was checking for nicks and I had no doubt that Mr. Elebek was checking out my ass, something he had asked to see that day I met him and his friends at the beach. A few seconds later my mother said, “No nicks, be careful if you do this again Albert.” I slowly turned and saw a delighted expression on Mr. Elbek’s face as I said, “I’ll be careful Mom.” Her voice and expression had both calmed down and I began to relax until I saw Mr. Elbek reach out his hand to me. I had already shaken it when he first came in, but my mother had been upstairs. I almost gasped as he said, “Where are my manners? I forgot to shake your hand Albert, it’s nice to meet you.” With my mother watching, I knew if I didn’t take his hand she would get angry so I moved one of my hands away from the front of my shorts and let him shake it. I could tell how awkward I looked with one hand almost clamping the front of my shorts as I shook his hand, but after he released it I thought this humiliation would start to go away until I heard my mother say, “Albert, you shaved under your arms too?” My arm had raised just enough for her to notice my smooth underarms and I felt my face flush a deep red as I lowered my hand back to the front of my shorts. I had to answer and try to get the conversation away from my hairless body, but the way Mr. Elbek was looking at me, loving every second of my humiliation made me stammer, “Yyyes Mom.” I thought she would investigate further, but instead, she asked, “How did your physical with Dr. Kerns go?” My heart slowed and I began to relax as I said, “It went, fine Mom.” There was a pause in the conversation so I started to pull out one of the chairs to sit down when Mr. Elbek said, “He’s a great Doctor, been a friend of mine for years.” I was just sitting down, finally able to cover my shorts when he added, “Shaving your underarms must be very tricky, I hope you didn’t cut yourself, Albert.” The grin on his face said it all, he was going for complete lara escort control of me, loving every second of my utter embarrassment. Deep down I knew I could stop this, I could say I had to use the washroom or any number of excuses, but deeper down I knew I wanted this to continue, to see how far it would go. I saw my mother’s posture change and she had that tone in her voice again, “Albert, lift up your arms and let me see.” My shorts would make my erection more than obvious, including the wet spot I had felt for a while, so I said, “I checked, no cuts Mom.” Her posture changed again as she stood up straighter and her voice was serious as she said, “Young man, if I have to repeat myself one more time, you will experience my hairbrush again.” Although it had been about a year since she last spanked me and I had grown a couple of inches, she was still taller than me and probably stronger. The memory was fresh in my mind, she had sent me to my room, but unlike previous spankings that had been with her hand, this time she came in carrying her hairbrush. She pulled out my desk chair and told me to get undressed to my underwear, this had also been new, up until then she had just pulled me across her lap and pulled my pants or shorts down. When I refused, she grabbed my ear and almost yanked me off of the bed, a brief struggling match happened and it quickly became obvious that she was not only taller but a lot stronger than me. I had no choice but to give in and she pulled my t-shirt off of me, then undid and pushed my pants down and pulled me across her lap. The brush hurt so much more than her hand that I tried to pull away after only a few swats. She easily got my arm behind my back and then to make it even worse she pulled the back of my briefs down and spanked my bare ass until I was sobbing like a baby. When she finished she had pulled my briefs back up, lectured me, and then left me alone to cry it out. Mr. Elbek’s eyes opened wide at the word hairbrush and my entire body shook. I had the choice of a probable spanking or raising my hands over my head, which would clearly show my erection. I was about to raise my arms when I heard Mr. Elbek say, “Debra, he certainly is a disrespectful boy, it’s reassuring to know that you don’t spare the rod, discipline is so important, especially with teen boys.” His grin told me everything, he wanted to see me get spanked, but an idea formed in my head. I slowly turned around, my backside now facing both of them, raised my arms over my head, and said, “Sorry, Mom.” This gave her the choice of either getting her hairbrush or checking under my arms. If she went for her hairbrush I knew my shorts were coming down and my erection would pop out, if she decided to check my underarms, I would be facing away and she would not notice. A second later I felt a finger sliding over my left underarm, then a moment later the right. I waited, arms over my head until I heard her voice, “You sure did a good job, you’re smoother than me, you can put your arms down.” I did as she said, then placed my hands over the front of my shorts and turned to face them. Mr. Elbek was grinning from ear to ear and as my heart rate slowed down, I finally got to sit down at the table. Mr. Elbek took the chair right beside me, so close that his right arm was brushing against my left arm, the warm contact and feeling the coarse hair on his arm against my smooth skin excited me even more. A moment later as my mother began pulling out pots and pans to prepare dinner, my heart rate slowed. She was now facing away from the kitchen table and she began talking about her day. The idea of excusing myself to use the washroom, mainly so I could jerk off, popped into my head but before I opened my mouth I felt Mr. Elbek’s hand grasp my knee. I almost groaned as his hand slid up my leg to the leg opening of my shorts. I turned my head and looked at him, he grinned back as his hand slid past my shorts, over my abs, and up to my chest where he gently pinched my nipple. My mother was only feet away as his hand slid back down my torso and a second later his fingers popped open the top button of my shorts. My erection pounded and throbbed as he easily popped the second and then the third and last button. His hand went to free my cock, but it was caught in the folds of my shorts. I felt his fingers go to the waistband as he tried to free my erection but it was stuck so he started tugging at them. There was no way it was going to pop free unless I raised my butt off of my chair, after making sure my mother was still looking away I partially stood up. I didn’t time it well because just as my ass left the seat he tugged even harder and instead of just pulling them down enough to free my cock, my shorts slid down my legs and hit the floor around my ankles. I sat back down quickly, now totally naked just as my mother turned back to face us. I was concentrating so much on my shorts that I didn’t quite catch what she said, but I was relieved when a moment later she turned to face the stove again. I immediately bent forward, reaching down to grab my shorts and pull them up but before my fingers touched them, Mr. Elbek’s hand grasped my shaft. A low groan escaped my mouth as his hand stroked it up and then down causing me to sit back up. As his hand stroked my shaft again I pulled one of my feet lara eve gelen escort free of my shorts and then the other, my goal was to grasp them with my toes, and then they would be easier to grab with my hand. But just as my fingers made contact with my shorts, his hand stroked down my shaft hard enough that it tugged my foreskin all the way back, making me groan and my shorts fell back to the floor. It took an effort to stop from moaning again as his hand stretched my foreskin back, the sensation was so intense, but I managed to hook my toes into my shorts and was about to try and grab them again when his foot tugged them away. As he stroked my shaft again I watched as he bent down and picked up my shorts and then toss them over his shoulder behind us, several feet away. I was now totally naked, my only clothing a few feet away and his hand grasping my very hard cock. He leaned in close and whispered, “You’re mine boy.” For the next 15 minutes, he expertly brought me to the edge of cumming, then stopped long enough for my cock to calm down, and then started again, all while my mother was only feet away. Twice I moaned loud enough that she momentarily turned to see what was wrong, the sight of her looking at me with his hand never leaving my shaft was almost too much. When she looked away I leaned closer to him and whispered, “Please let me cum.” He stayed silent as his hand brought me to the edge, again and again, my cock now so hard that I whispered again, “Please, I can’t stand it.” He turned his head to face me but didn’t say a word as he brought me to the edge of cumming again and then again. I was so horny that my body was shaking and I felt sweat forming on my chest as I pleaded, “I’ll do anything you want. Please let me cum.” This time he spoke, very quietly, “You’ll do anything I want? Are you sure boy?” I nodded my head and whispered back, “Yes anything, I promise.” For the first time in about 20 minutes he smiled at me, his hand stroked my shaft again, my orgasm was seconds away and suddenly as my mother turned to face us, his hand stopped, then left my shaft all together as I saw him place it on top of the table. A low groan escaped my lips, my erection throbbing as I felt pre-cum splash onto my abdomen and the chair I was sitting on. My mother looked concerned and asked, “Albert, are you okay?” It took every bit of strength I had to nod my head and say, “Jjjjust hungry Mom.” As she served the food, my cock bounced up and down under the table, now so hard it was painful, but with her sitting at the table I had no choice but to start eating. I managed to get through about half of what she had put on my plate, my cock had settled down just a bit, still fully hard but not throbbing as much. I was starting to think the meal would be over soon, she would start doing the dishes and I could run upstairs when my mother asked, “Would either of you like some water?” I said no thank you and continued eating as Mr. Elbek said, “I’d love some water, Debra.” My mother started to push her chair back to get up, but stopped, just like my heart almost did when he added, “Albert, your mother made this great meal, why don’t you give her a break and get the water?” I almost choked on my food as my mother settled back into her chair, now staring at me. The silence in the room was intense and I knew I only had moments to go before she would follow through on her threat about the hairbrush. I quickly weighed my options, if I got the water I would have to walk right past her and there was no way she would miss that I was naked and hard, and I had no idea of what I would say. If I stayed in my seat I knew a spanking would be coming, but she might wait until Mr. Elbek left which would give me time to run upstairs without her seeing. I decided my best option was to stay in my seat. A moment later my mother’s voice raised, “That does it, Albert, I’ve had it with you. Get up to your room and undress down to your underwear.” I had gambled and lost, she wasn’t going to wait until Mr. Elbek left. I had no choice now, if I stalled my spanking would get even worse, but what would she say when I stood up naked. My heart raced and as I began to push my chair backward, Mr. Elbek said, “He really is a naughty boy, isn’t he Debra?” “Yes he is, I’m sorry to spoil the evening like this John, but he needs to feel my hairbrush on his backside.” There was a pause and then Mr. Elbek said, “I agree with you, is there anything I can do to help out? Maybe a spanking from me would make an impression on him.” I was so shocked I stopped breathing for a moment then gasped in air as I saw my mother was actually thinking about it. She looked at Mr. Elbek and as her eyes settled on me I saw the anger as she said, “Maybe you’re right, I don’t seem to be getting through to him.” There was another awkward silence and then he asked, “Can I borrow your hairbrush?” My mother looked unsure for a moment, then she glared at me, pushed her chair back, and said, “I’ll go get it.” As soon as she was heading up the stairs Mr. Elbek commanded, “Grab your shorts and pull them on right now.” My legs were wobbly when I stood up and I almost fell, but managed to pull my shorts on, pressing my erection inside as best I could, and then sat back down. As I waited for my mother to return with the hairbrush it occurred to me that Mr. Elbek was much stronger than her meaning a more severe spanking, and if he pulled my shorts down it would be his first look at my ass, something he had almost pleaded to see at the beach days ago. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Comments and suggestions are what keep me writing.

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