Chris was up at the crack of dawn. He was excited about his new-found job which promised him more than enough money for the rest of the summer…s rent. He stretched his tight body as he got out of bed. "This is going to be a good day," he thought to himself as he looked at himself in the mirror. He kept his 6 foot frame in good shape by swimming and lifting weights. He flexed both of his biceps and was impressed with the sight. He then looked down and realized he had a raging hard on. He made a face at himself in the mirror and laughed. "Time to take care of that," he thought. He stripped off his boxers and made his way to the shower. The cool water felt good on his skin. He was so low on money that he couldn…t afford to run the air conditioner which made for a rather hot apartment. But Chris had a more urgent need than thinking about his financial situation. He took the bar of soap and made a thick lather in his right hand. He began to stroke his dick, alternating the rhythm from a fast pump to a slow, soft stroke. Chris enjoyed jerking off in the shower with the cool water flowing down his body. He caressed his nipples with his left hand which heightened the building sensation in his groin. Soon he was breathing heavily and spurting a load of cum which was washed down the drain.
After his shower, Chris dressed in a pair of shorts and a white tee-shirt, both of which showed off his body nicely. After a quick check that he had everything he needed, he headed off towards Joe…s house.
Meanwhile, Joe was also having a pleasurable morning. He, too, woke with a morning woody, but for rather different reasons than Chris. He was hard because he had dreamed of what he had in store for the handsome young man who would unwittingly arrive at his house in about an hour. Joe walked around his house, which was still relatively empty, checking that his surprises were ready to go. He reached down his shorts and massaged his dick in the middle of his empty living room. As each image flashed in his mind he got closer to orgasm. The end of each imaginary vignette was the same: a sleeping Chris. Joe came with a force that he knew would only be surpassed by the real thing. He took a shower to clean himself off. He smiled to himself as he dressed. Today would be a grand day. He looked at his watch. Chris would be arriving shortly. Then the fun would begin.
Joe went into the kitchen to prepare some special lemonade. He knew that it would get pretty hot in the house that day, especially since there was no air conditioning. That should ensure that the boy would be thirsty. And that thirst would set the stage for the remainder of the day…s events
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