Date: Fri, 21 Mar 2025 12:07:05 +0000 From: silverhaireddad Subject: Emilio's Show This is a fictional story. Any resemblance to individuals or places is purely coincidental. Copyright 2025 silverhaireddad@proton.me. Comments welcomed. We authors contribute to your reading pleasure. Please contribute to keeping Nifty available to provide these wonderful stories! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html EMILIO'S SHOW Emilio sat on his bed. He was so excited to have just received a text that confirmed his two gay solosexual bator friends were on their way over. Emilio had invited them because he was really, really horny, and had avoided shooting his cum for nearly a week. He had done this to entice his friends to visit, knowing that they were cum-deniers but extremely interested in allowing him to shoot his. He had just showered, and was wearing his favorite black gym shorts and a tee shirt, which he knew his friends would enjoy. He was also barefoot, as he knew both of them had a foot fetish, and he knew they'd enjoy seeing (and perhaps touching) his freshly-washed feet. He adjusted his longish hair, and checked around the room to be sure everything was in order. His favorite cum towel was on the bed next to him, ready for cleanup duty. His cock was begging to put on a show. His parents were gone for the weekend, and had reluctantly left their young son, but knew he was mature enough to stay on his own for a couple of days. He absent-mindedly reached down and groped himself, his boy cock responding to his touch, getting hard almost instantly. He immediately took his hand off. His next cum was for his two friends, and he didn't want to inadvertently shoot before they got there. But it felt so good to touch himself through his shorts. He couldn't wait to get it out. It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door. Emilio rushed to open it, and his two friends stood there, grinning sheepishly. "Thank you for the invite," they said simultaneously. Emilio stepped aside and his friends entered. Both were older than him, and that was exactly what turned Emilio on. Though he often fantasized about boys his own age when he masturbated, he knew how much these two would appreciate the show he was about to put on. Emilio led his friends to his bedroom, and encouraged them to sit on the small couch at the foot of his bed, which they did. He then sat on his bed, and got in the same position as the photograph he had sent them. (Whenever they chatted online, they always told him how much that photo turned them both on.) "Is this the way you like to see me?" he asked, trying to be a sexy as a young adolescent could be. "YES," they both exclaimed. He adjusted the angle of his right leg, hoping to provide a line of sight from where his friends were sitting directly up his shorts leg into his crotch. Their mutual gazes suggested they could see what he intended for them to see. He then stretched his right leg out toward his friends. "Do you like my foot?" he asked huskily. "Why don't you touch it." Almost like moths to a flame, both immediately reached out, rubbing his foot and lower leg, touching his toes, and even rubbing the inside of his leg upward toward his crotch. "That's turning me on," Emilio said in his squeaky young teen voice. He opened his legs wider, and both of his friends could see the bulge of his arousal in his shorts. He then took off his tee shirt, baring his young torso. The show had begun. Emilio shifted his position, stretching both legs out toward his visiting friends, encouraging each to feel and rub as they wished. They obliged. Emilio could see the lust in their eyes as they played with his feel and rubbed his legs upward toward his bulging crotch. He began to openly rub himself as his two friends touched his feet and legs. "See what that does to me?" he asked, continuing to rub what was now a totally engorged young teen cock inside his shorts. He swore both of his visitors panted as they watched him. Emilio wrapped his hand around his throbbing boy penis so that the outline clearly showed through his shorts. He jerked it up and down a couple of times. His friends' eyes were clearly focused on his hand as he stroked up and down through his shorts, even as their hands continued to rub his feet and legs. Emilio knew these two were in his control as his show continued to unfold. He stopped jerking himself through his pants and pushed his throbbing bulge toward the right leg of his gym shorts. The head of his boy cock peeked out the opening in his shorts. "Oh, look what came out to play," he stated with fake surprise. His two visiting friends were absolutely drooling at the sight before them. "Why don't you get comfortable for me? Emilio said. "Take off your pants, but leave your underwear on. I want to see your bulges just like you are seeing mine." Both of his friends rapidly shucked their pants and sat there in their underwear. One had on boxers, and his own erection was clear to see holding up the fabric. The other wore boxerbriefs, and the outline of his adult penis showed how clearly turned on he was. "Yeahhhh," said Emilio in that young, turned-on voice. He reached down and, using his thumb and forefinger, squeezed his boy cock as it throbbed outside his gym shorts leg, causing a bubble of precum to appear. "You have me so turned on," he said. He continued to lightly squeeze his penis with his two fingers, causing even more precum to bubble out. "Rub your bulges on the soles of my feet," Emilio ordered. Both of his guests inched forward from their perch towards Emilio's outstretched legs, and each began to rub the soles of Emilio's feet with their bulges. Emilio purred while his visitors openly moaned at the pleasure this movement gave them. After a few minutes of their sole-humping, Emilio said "help me out here." He put his boy cock back in his gym shorts, then began to pull them down. He lifted his hips and pulled the back over his buttocks. Then he gave instructions to his friends. "Pull these the rest of the way down and take them off," he instructed. His friends backed off of their humping and reached upward, one toward the right leg, and the other toward the left. They began to pull his shorts down. They had only moved the gym shorts a few inches before Emilio's engorged boy penis flapped out and struck up against his bare stomach, splashing several wet drops of precum against his lower belly. Emilio moved his legs closer together as his friends continued to take off his shorts. Finally, they were off, and Emilio sat naked on the bed, wearing nothing but his young teen erection, which was now essentially gurgling precum, he was so turned on. It spread down his throbbing pole, overflowing with pleasure. Emilio spread his legs again, giving his friends a full view of his boy parts. He reached down and hefted up his balls, separating them and showing them off to his two friends, who were rapt with attention. He pushed his hard pole towards his visiting friends, then ran his hands through the sparse pubes that had sprouted at the base of his penis. "I know you want to run your hands through my pubes," Emilio said teasingly. Both men moaned loudly. "Maybe next time," he said. "Today, this is my show." He wrapped his hand around his throbbing boy cock and began that familiar motion, jerking it up and down. Precum continued to bubble up and over, adding the wet squishy sound so much an indication of masturbation. Emilio jerked for about 60 seconds, then took his hand off. His teen peen throbbed and throbbed and throbbed as he showed it off to his visitors. He resumed slowly stroking himself. "You need to get yours out," he ordered his two friends. "Pull the front of your underwear down, and let the elastic hold your balls up. I want to see how turned on you are." His friends obliged, their own cocks rock hard and also throbbing like their young teen friend. Emilio continued to jerk, this time increasing his tempo. "Adam, reach over and jerk him ten times up and down." This was done. "Now you do it," Emilio gave instructions to his other friend, who returned the favor to Adam. "Now lean back and let me see them throb." Emilio might have been young, but his instructions to his visitors indicated his own penis-awareness. Both of the men leaned back, their own erections bobbing in the wind. Adam's precum was flowing so profusely that it was dripping off his balls. "Don't touch yourselves again unless I give permission. Neither one of you can cum," Emilio instructed. "I know that's the way you like it. Maybe some other time I'll let you, but right now you can't. Only I can." He continued to stroke himself as he watched his visitors, whose eyes were glued to Emilio's stroking hand. He slowly stroked up and down, milking even more young teen precum. Emilio's toes wiggled as his pleasure became more intense. His eyes glazed over as that special feeling began in the pit of his stomach. "Do you know how long it has been since I squirted cum?" Emilio asked. His visiting friends shook their heads in the negative. "Nearly a week," he said. "I was hoping you'd be able to visit, so I let the pressure build up. Now I'm going to let it out." As he said this, he shuffled his position on the bed until he was up on his knees, his hand continuing to stroke his young teen penis, which was now inches away from his friends. The squishy sound was even more audible as Emilio's hand continued to pump. You would have thought the two men were stroking themselves as well, as their adult penises were throbbing so mightily that each thought they might shoot off without even touching themselves. "Not only am I going to cum for you," Emilio continued, "but I am also going to leave you a gift." He thrust his hips forward and the first shot of his boyload spurted out. It was a huge shot, and since his young teen cock was pointed at his friends, the first part of his adolescent load coated the throbbing man cocks displayed before him. At least seven more shots squirted out, each impressive enough to reach his avid audience, both of whom had crotches now covered in young teen sperm, the smell of which hit their pheromone centers and caused them to moan even more loudly. As Emilio's young teen orgasm subsided, hot droplets of cum continued to ooze out, and finally he sat back on his haunches, the smile on his face clear evidence of the pleasure he felt. Emilio reached over and grabbed his cum towel, using it to wipe off the wet remains of his boygasm. As he did so, he instructed his friends. "Now pull your underwear back up, letting all of my load soak in. Then put your pants back on." The men complied, capturing the wetness of the young teen cum that had shot all over them into their own clothes. Emilio slid off the bed, standing next to each of them and, in turn, thrusting his crotch toward them. "Take a deep sniff," Emilio said to each of them, as their noses took in the deep smell of a newly-sated cock that still had remnants of boycum. Then he pulled up his gym shorts, the shape of his half-hard but softening boycock still obvious. "Stand up," Emilio said, and the two men complied. "You are not to cum after you leave, do you understand?" Both men nodded their assent. "My parents are gone for the weekend, and I am still horny as fuck," he said as he again groped himself through his shorts. "So plan your schedules so you can come back over again when I tell you." The two men looked at each other with big smiles and both nodded. "This was just part one of my show."