But Klaudio knew what he was doing. He had become a doctor with a
friendly but detached beside manner. He looked at Anton’s face more
than his organ, obviously concentrating hard on his pronunciation.

Then he decided to go for it. With one hand he made the unmistakeable gesture on the forefinger of his other of frigging, and repeated
the word for wank three times. He looked expectantly at Anton. “Do you
want me to wank you.” It was a neutral request – still the friendly
doctor offering treatment. Anton froze. Klaudio looked at him patiently, and was just at the point of asking again, when Anton grabbed
at his hand and pulled it into the general vicinity of his groin. He
closed his eyes, flung his head back and gripped the sheets. The patient was tensed for the cut of the knife!

He closed the book, laid it flat on his stomach, and passed a hand
down to grasp his shaft, then he began the work of the hand on the rod
of iron. His technique was obviously practised, but unsophisticated.
Writhing; delicious: he was a toe wiggler. The thigh muscles filled -
full buns with deep side hollows and a clean division between the
curve of the bun and the straighter convexity of the under-thigh. As
the knees came up, the deep top grooves were clear, and most inviting.

October came and went and Kenny left for the basic training. George
was still in the process of discovering his sexuality and not that
adventuresome, so sex between us remained j/o sessions. I missed
Kenny because he and I had traveled far and wide in our quest for
mutual sexual satisfaction. As the next year passed George became
a less frequent visitor at my house. He began to spend more and more
time with his druggie friends. Without Kenny and George around Shay
began to spend more time at my house. He had graduated that spring
and his parents had gotten a divorce. His mother moved away and his
father was now planning to move back east. Shay found a job with
a local grocery chain, and started living at my house as he could
not stand his father’s new live-in girlfriend. It was great just
having him around. He had a great happy go lucky personality and
could not do enough around the house to please me since he had stated
living there. For me it was just nice to be able to see him daily,
his long blond hair, tocky V-shaped body going into the bathroom
in his briefs and coming out with his hair wet and only a towel on.
He was about 6′ tall with broad shoulders, no hair on his chest,
his chest tapered down to a 30″ waist and a beautiful bubble butt.
Throw in a great smile (he was always smiling) and you have one gorgeous
young stud.