When I was in my mid twenties I lived in a small but nice house in San Diego, I had to travel for work some and I needed someone to watch my place when I was gone. Next door to me was a family of 5, their oldest son was a senior in high school, and had just turned 18. He was a nice kid and when I was moving in asked if he could help, he did a great job, I offered him 20.00 bucks for helping and he said no thanks but could he use my shower. I thought it a bit unusual but said sure, 18 and cute… He stripped right there and went to the shower, didn’t close the door. I realized there was nothing in the bathroom, no soap, shampoo, towels… nothing, so I found the box with bathroom stuff got what I had and took it if to him, he was like oh, thanks. Anyway he was not shy at all. When he was done, he came and said thanks, and then acted very shy almost embarrassed, and said, “can I ask a favor?” I gave the standard “you can ask”. He went on “I was wondering if I could stop by in the mornings before I go to school and take a shower? Before I could put better words together I said, “why would you want to do that?” I kind of embarrassed him even more, but he explained things to me (home and family issues), so I agreed. On Monday just as I was getting out of the shower the bell rang. I wrapped a towel around me and went to the door, it was the boy who had helped me, I let him in we said good morning and I told I had just finished in the bathroom, again with no thought he stripped and headed for the shower. This became our routine after a few days I didn’t even bother with the towel, just went and let him in.
About 2 weeks later I got notified that I’d have to be traveling for work, I’d be leaving in a week and be out of the country for about 3 weeks.
I decided that I would ask my new “friend” if he would be willing to stay and watch the house while I was gone. He said he would, I gave him some info on the house, some money for food. And left for my trip. For any who have traveled from California to Japan and back you know what jet lag can be like. When I got home it was late on a Thursday afternoon. I dropped my bags in the bedroom, said hi to my friend, stripped and laid down on the bed. I was tired but was horny as hell, not thinking I just lay there and started jacking my cock. A minute or so later he walks through to the bathroom, looks at me but doesn’t say anything, he pisses, flushes, comes back out, his pants open, underwear hooked under his balls. He stops at the side of the bed near the foot, and starts jacking his cock (a nice one too) Never says anything, I don’t either. I keep going prolonging things a bit, I mean, way not… He does the same. I am looking at his beautiful dick and balls, and up at his face from time to time, every time I look at his face he has this contented expression, and his eyes are looking right at mine, I never once caught him looking at my goodies??? I could see his balls tightening up and knew he was ready to pop! So was I. I let it go all over my chest, face, mouth, a lot went in my mouth. When he came his shot into his hand, then put his hand to his mouth and downed it all. Neither one of us spoke of it, and it did happen several times after that. Nothing more, except us being naked more often…. Sorry it was so long…