Making a Man of Tim

 About ten years ago, I was attending grad school in a small city in upstate New York. I lived in a studio apartment in a large apartment building. Lots of single guys and chicks. Lots of partying and fooling around. Tim moved down the hall from me a few months after I moved in. He grew up in a small town and looked it. Blonde, blue eyed and increadibly cute. To complete the picture, he worked in construction and had a body to prove it. We hit it off right away, quickly becoming drinking buddies and checking out the females of our building. Meanwhile, I was also checking him out and I think he knew it and enjoyed the attention. During the summer, people liked to head for the roof to sunbathe and cool off. I was there one afternoon all alone, wearing a tight speedo and enjoying a cold beer when Tim came up and plopped himself down next to me. I offered him one of my beers and we quickly started chatting away about the usual bull - girls, sex and baseball with an undercurrent of me flirting with him and he ignoring or laughing at my advances. It was brutally hot that day, and of course the building management choose it to close down water in half the building to work on the pipes. Lucky for me it was the half of the building that Tim lived in. After an hour or so, I offered Tim the use of my shower if he needed to cool off. Plus I wanted the chance to check out his tight bod in the privacy of my cozy studio. He agreed and we went downstairs. Once in my apartment, Tim stripped off his sweaty tee shirt and pulled off his shorts. I was dying when all he was in was a skimpy jock hugging his sweaty balls and cock. "Nice," I said. He smiled. "You like?" "You bet." He smiled and walked past me to the bathroom. A little slowly I thought. In fact, I could swear he took a long look at my package aching to get out of my speedos. Once there he said "You sure you don't want to go first? It's your apartment." "No prob. I'll just sit here and sweat." You could have knocked me over with a feather when my dreamboat farmboy said "Then why don't we shower together?" I didn't wait to see if I was dreaming. I went into the bathroom and there he was, jockeys pulled off to reveal the cock of my dreams. The shower was already running and he was standing there in front of it, wearing nothing but the world's sexiest grin. "You're still dressed guy." he said. I pulled off my speedos, releasing my pent-up hard-on. "What do you know?" I said. He got into the shower and said "Water's great, come on in." Now keep in mind, my shower wasn't all that big. There we were, face to face, right up against each other. Just the way I always dreamed it would be. I took the initiative, grabbing the soap and I started to slowly lather up his chest and arms. He closed his eyes and my soapy hands moved lower and I got a handful of his thick cut meat. He moaned softly as I moved my hands up and down his cock, cupping his balls. At this point, it was pretty steamy in more ways than one. He was shaking like a leaf and putty in my hands. I told him to turn around so I could do his back. He turned around and I started to lather up his shoulders, back and then moved down to his sexy ass. I ran my soapy fingers up and down his asscrack. Since he didn't seem to mind, I probed further, finally finding his shithole and slowly inserting one soapy finger. He let out a long soft moan. I was right behind him, my other hand was working his cock and balls as I slowly finger fucked him. As I pulled my finger out of his wet soapy asshole, he turned around and said "I've never had sex with a guy before." "Well you are now." He smiled and said "Your turn." I gave him the soap and moved around so I was under the water. Our cocks brushed up against each other, both swollen and dripping with pre-cum. He soaped up my chest. I could tell he was nervous so I took his hand and moved it down to my aching cock and balls. "Don't be shy..." We played around like this for a bit more and then I turned off the shower, got out and offered him a towel. "More fun to follow," I said with a wink. We walked out into my studio. I had a futon sofa bed which I pulled out. I was dripping wet but I didn't care. All I could think about was Tim's reaction to my finger fucking his cute butt and how long it would take me to get back there. I got on the bed and motioned for him to lay down next to me. I could tell at this point he was on auto-pilot. He lay down on the bed and I moved over him. I started by kissing his muscular chest, paying careful attention to his cute red nipps. He squirmed and moaned when I nibble on them. I moved lower, licking and kissing his navel and I took his swollen cock into my hand and started licking and kissing his balls. I didn't think he had long to go and I was right. As soon as I started to lick and suck the length of his cock, his moaning reached a creshendo and then long spurts of cum started shooting out, covering his furry belly. I quickly covered the head of his cock with my mouth and gulped down as much of his cum as I could. For what seemed like forever, he was spurting his love juices down my throat and then just as quickly he stopped. I sucked the last of him dry and then moved up next to him. "So, what do you think so far?" "Aw fuck, as good as I thought it would be." He looked down at my still hard cock. "Now what about you?" "I'm not done with you guy," I said. I wanted his cute bubble butt and I was going to get it. "Now be a good boy and roll over." He did.Now my favorite part of a man is the nice juicy part between his balls and his asshole. So naturally this was my target. But I was determined to make this afternoon last as long as I could. I started my ass quest by moving over Tim so my cock was right up against his asscrack. Much to my surprise he moved his ass right up against me. I wondered if he knew what he was in for. I started kissing his back, his shoulders. I slowly moved southward till I was right over my goal. I was rubbing his asscheeks and I could tell he wanted me to go further. So I pulled apart his sexy glutes and there in front of me was Tim's gates of Heaven. I ran my tongue up and down and around his pink pucker. He moanded and started to buck like crazy. "You like?" I asked. "Oh man," he said. He muttered something about wanting his girlfriend to give him a rim job but I ignored it and continued on. I licked and kissed his manhole and then started to tongue fuck him. My face was completely up against his glorious ass. It smelt of sweat, of soap and of deap dark desires. I moved lower, pulling up his hips and sucking and kissing the back of his balls and cock. By now he was in a frenzy of manlust and I knew he was ready. "Time to make a man out of Tim," I whispered in his ear. "Oh man" was the best he could do. I reached over to my bedtable where I kept rubber and KY. I covered my pole and lubed up. I lubed up my index finger and slowly pushed it into his hole. He pushed up against it, his ass was practically eating it up. All this time with my other hand rubbing his back and asscheeks, I could feel the goosebumps rising on his skin. My one finger in his asshole quickly became two. He was moaning and quivering. Slowly I pulled my wet fingers out of his asshole, moved around behind him, and pressed my cock up against his wet hole. I went slowly, a bit at a time, but he wanted it all and he said it. My arms reached around, one hand grabbing his cock and the other a nipple. I pushed up against him, ramming my cock deeper and deeper into him. It didn't take long before I was filling the rubber. He came again as well and before long my sheets were a mess of cum and man sweat. After I pulled out, we lay next to each other. He was definately in another place. We lay there for what seemed like forever, kissing and stroking each other's wet sweaty bodies. He stayed over that night and we had a repeat performance. In fact, for most of that summer, we took turns in each other's showers. Later that month, we had a foursome with his girlfriend and another girl. But I'll send you that story later.