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Subject: The Brushes Chapter 1 Disclaimer: If you are too young to read this type of story, or if it is illegal in your area, please close this story. Please consider donating to Nifty, help keep this site up and running! My email is at the bottom. If you’ve enjoyed this story, feel free to let me know. This is BL/Boy/Boy/Man The Brushes Chapter 1 Living in a western tourist town on 6.5.21 A.C. (After Covid) early June has our small town booming with American tourist families. It is also blooming with boys of all sorts in shorts or sheer nylon sweatpants. Having an AOA of 11-13 and on occasion 14-15 if the boy looks younger; the long isolating year is over, so in preparation for my evening stroll to the town square, intentionally change clothing to look like just another tourist versus a local man of thirty-four, the key here is to blend into the crowd of tourist. Strolling along, stop at an atypical tourist trap, a local tee shirt store that also has a swirling staircase inside going downstairs to a toy store. Having not perused any puerile customers that come naturally with a toy store for a year, it was with anticipation and quick steps went down to the final few stairs and stopped. With the seasoned eyes of an ardent boy lover and keen boy watcher, opted for a pilot’s birds eye view and scanned around the whole store, my boy radar bouncing back three potential bogies. Walking down the main aisle and casting the occasional situational awareness glances down the side aisles, the initial recon confirms three bogies on boy radar screen. Simon Says (Target 1) The boy followed from the upstairs tee shirt store appeared straight ahead, so sidestepped down an aisle to go all the way around to his backdoor, appearing to come from behind from his perspective, a tried-and-true tactical move for this pilot. In addition, had already seen his rent’s location and assumed prematurely that this would just be a fly by. Approaching the bogie from his six (watch my back they say), hear an all too familiar “beep beep urt!” immediately taking train of thought back to 1988. Target 1 was playing with the Simon Says game! So will naturally call him Simon from now on. With his attention elsewhere, take a casual stroll closer to the back of his neck. The glancing perusal helps gauge both Simon’s height and age. Simon was a dirty blonde with only a peach fuzz of light blond hairs on the back of his neck and stood shortly at 5″2. In that closing approach, looking away while letting my left arm sway closer and ever so lightly and smoothly brush the back of hand along his bottom slightly. Simon is rather soft and yet full in regards to his bottom. Surely not firm muscular so thinking he is 12-13 while continuing to walk forward to his rents, and going into a straight normal tourist guy mode, laugh and nod back to Simon, saying “cannot believe the store has Simon Says game”. Both parents nod and smile, with the mother saying “yea, kids today, he already has reached level 4, it comes naturally to them, the route memory thing. I smile and agree and say I have a nephew hatay escort his age and looking for a birthday present, he will be 12 soon. Interrupting Simon to ask how old he is (a question rarely asked with rent’s around) Simon replies 14. Wow, ok a bit surprising, thinking a bit younger indeed from initial recon and fly bye. We are in the puzzle aisle so ask Simon to point out some puzzles that a twelve year old boy might like to solve. He smiles and points to a few allowing time for a full close-up assessment. Simon has dirty blond hair, brown eyes, small nose, and blemish free cheeks, with alabaster creaminess. Simon is actually not even 5ft 2″ and gosh he is certainly in a favorite boy classification — a late bloomer. The rents move further down the aisle, so take the opportunity to move closer to Simon. While pointing at his possible puzzle choices, inhale deeply and immediately recognize a familiar aroma whiffing by. Like in the morning dew out in a vegetable patch pulling up some wet scallions and sniffing the young green sprouts. Simon smelled just like a young scallion in late bloom. So, do you like this puzzle here Simon? Yes, I did this 3D puzzle statue of liberty puzzle last year. Oh my…wondering and picturing Simon a year ago B.C. (before covid) laying on his bedroom rug tummy down building the puzzle while wiggling his small soft bottom around in the tight fitting blue cotton shorts he is wearing now. Boy radar is up indeed. Oh, shucks here are the rents. Thanks Simon that is the perfect puzzle for my nephew, do you mind a post covid shake of hands? We shake and absolutely need to hide my reflexive feeling down under, in front of his rents. Smiling and waving, thanks again Simon! He slyly grins with tight lips around white teeth and gives a warm smile. If Simon had cheeks and a nose abound with freckles would have pegged him as Scotish. Nevertheless he sounds British like his rents, and still astonished he is 14! Walk away my friend, walk away. The Sheerness (Target 2) The sheerness of it all clears the vision and thoughts away from Simon. With the puzzle in hand as a shopping prop, wander around wondering where 4B’s went to? Giving a silent prayer, the thought arises of 4 B’s (Bubble Butt Boy in Black sheer sport pants) impending appearance. Yes, here is 4B’s in Lego aisle alone. Stopping a few feet away, kneeling to look at a Star Wars puzzle, take a moment to take a side glance at 4B’s. My oh my, the sheerness of his black nylon pants captures one’s attention. 4B’s is glaringly and daringly showing for all to see indeed. Instantly realize that 4B’s likes to go commando style. 4B’s is definitely not showing FTL underwear lines. Matter of fact, standing up stepping away back to his right, the image from his calves up to top curve of his lower back is oh so very clear. No need for visual aide here folks. His luscious round firm bottom is clear as daylight to see as if naked. So much so, as if he was standing there in a wet speedo with the fabric sticking tight showing 4B’s bubble butt. Rarely don’t want to see a bogie bend over, hurma escort however, in this case the precum was already about to mark me as a BL. So chill, clear the boy radar! Recon looked around like a casual shopper. That was an amazing ten second recon of 4B’s. Boys will be boys cliché indeed, wondering if 4B’s is even the least aware of his sheer nakedness. Kind of similar to when a 13 year old boy puts on a pair of white swim shorts not realizing when they get wet his early pubescence hairs and boy cock are clearly visible to the naked eye (that is another related story). Having now chilled and caught a breath, and thought of a good casual question by an uncle shopping for his nephew, approached 4B with a smile and a bit of acting saying… Hey young man, do you know much about these legos ? Buying for my nephew who is twelve like you? 4B nods yes (already knew he had to be 11-12) Ever hear of a Lego Space Shuttle puzzle like 2000 pieces? 4B looks up and down shelves and he moves yet closer still. Nope… guess it has not been released yet. Just then a couple with three small children was approaching down the aisle, sensing perfect timing, say thanks anyway 4B and at that exact same time brush right hand knuckles quite firmly at 4B’s bubbly sheerness. 4B thinks the “excuse me” was for brushing him, not for avoiding the couple with kids. So, glancing back wave thanks to him with a smile (yea really thanks a lot 4B) for the sheerness of it all. The Toy Boy Salesman (Target 3) Now really reeling and instantly replaying that darn knuckleheaded move on 4B, usually not so blatantly foolish to make such a hurried move as that one. Take a breath while feeling for sure more pre-cum soaking is happening down under. Every young man/boy should have a fun summer job that hopefully is the kind of work they enjoy doing in a field of interest. Bogie 3 “TB” (ToyBoy”) is purposely left for the last encounter, since he was clearly a summer staffer at the toy store. From afar TB was barely 5ft tall and maybe 110 lbs soaking wet, with light wavy brown hair cut short, wearing low riding bash cargo pants and a light blue sweatshirt. Listening to him point out a few fun board games to a customer, picked up right away that he was perhaps older than appeared, a late bloomer. Thinking back at the first glance seen from the bottom of the stairs that TB was perhaps 15-16 given that he worked at the store, was way off buddy! Hold the horses here big guy. TB’s demeanor spoke volumes, with a voice that occasionally shifted tonally up and down the scale, sounded more like 14 than 16. Yet, as I waited turn to ask him a question (and to think of one!) i could easily observe TB was very slim and petite. TB had no facial hair and glancing down could see a very narrow bottom that screamed thirteen year old ! Warning Warning Will Robinson! TB was similar to Simon’s stature but about two years older ! My gosh. Time flies, so watch out for that lone bogie that dive bombs you and leaves your tail flaps out of whack. Suddenly TB says “Looking for anything ığdır escort in particular?” Wanted to say… Yes, I would like to see your smooth toned skinny tummy with hips turning down to classic “V” shape to your small teen cock, perhaps something in the 4″ long is preferable. Luckily, I had my shopping prop, showing TB the statue of liberty puzzle asking him “this good for an eleven year old going on twelve? TB says (just like Simon says) yea I built that a few years ago, the 3D is fun but can be a challenge first time around. Staring into his hazel eyes, he stares back directly into mine while talking at a bullet speed rate to me, as only a teen boy can do. While many teens his age are not that confident, no problem for TB, allowing me to look directly into his eyes not more than three feet away. Beware of the bogie dive bomber indeed, TB had my tail in another spin. Just say to him “Ok will take it” Thanks. TB is a local boy, so we began a casual chat about skateboarding and going to the local pool to practice snowboard flips off the diving board. TB is certainly cute and funny, sexy and cute in the way that he is more mature than his immature body suggests. TB can surely get a 100% commission right now if we can go to back to stockroom and he allows his bash cargo pants that are barely staying on his hips right now, to fall all the way down and show off slim bottom cheeks. Ok now cutting back to reality to take the opportunity in hand, brush his hand holding my shop prop puzzle and smile a wink at TB saying thanks again. Later, in the sales line, attention shifts back to TB stocking shelves a bit too high up for him. He reaches up on his toes taking his light sweatshirt up with arms showing the telltale signature of his bare sumptuous narrow bit of smooth skin between lower ribs and hip bone. Wishing had a short clip vid mode set on my phone ready. Alas, no bother, that stock boy move is seared into the retina. Right after purchase I saw TB helping some younger girls (10-12) in the stuffed pony/animal section. Take the opportunity to walk by and pinch his arm saying “be a good salesman young man and try not to flirt” TB laughs and smiles at me with glistening hazel eyes and a bit of a blush! Walking away hear a coworker shout “Nathan” and TB turns…oh wow so nice to hear his name is Nathan! While walking back up the winding staircase almost tripped from the daze and confusion that those three bogies handed this pilot in just 5 — 10 minutes of them in the cross hairs. Those stares, brushes, and a deep resonance regarding Nathan left a sweet foreboding of the possibilities to come. That is all for now folks. Next three chapters will focus on Nathan as he is a local boy. Not sure quite yet if ripe for picking, may be easier to occasionally touch that apple to test if it is juicy yet. One other local boy will be entering into the storyline along with Nathan. Will depart from all the pilot and bogie language as it was just a figure of speech that happened for real as did all the story line above. Now for the unreal wishes and fantasies. Let me know if you liked and would welcome any criticism and comments. Following chapters will be longer and shorter depending upon TB interests as well as ours. All comments and suggestions welcomed ail This is my first story so hope it downloads to ok. Let me know of any hiccups.

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