Rick’s Story; Beginnings

Rick woke up Thursday morning feeling both tired and aroused. On his way to the farm, he tried to make sense of what had happened to him yesterday. Did eating his own come make him gay or something? He thought. Why did Deb want to see him do that? Why did she make him do that? Why was he so turned on by the way she was treating him? He was still completely confused.

Deb woke up feeling refreshed. She showered and got dressed in a V-neck tee and cutoff denim shorts. She was sitting outside on the steps having some coffee when Rick drove in. She smiled at him as he got out of the car and said "good morning! But something's wrong!"

"Something's wrong?" Rick asked confusedly looking around.

"Yeah! You're on my property and you're wearing clothes!" Said Deb grinning wickedly.

Rick chuckled and said, "I haven't even come in yet!"

"So?" Said Deb. "That's no reason for you to not immediately get naked when you're on my property!"

"You mean right here?" Rick said, surprised.

"Yep! Right there mister, drop them and toss them in the car!" She replied, grinning. Glancing nervously at the road Rick took off his shirt and pants. He was standing before her in a pair of dark blue nylon bikini underwear. This pair was very thin, clearly outlining his cock which while soft, was starting to engorge from the low-level arousal that was now constantly in his body combined with his usual thrill at the possibility of being seen. "Wait a second!" Called out Deb. A car drove past on the road and while Rick was partially obscured by his car, it reminded him of the danger of being seen. In seconds Rick's cock was fully hard and bulging against his bikini. The material was so thin Deb could see the pink fleshiness of his shaft through them. "Delicious!" She said, "time for you to get naked!"

Rick stripped off his bikini and stood there before her throbbing. "May I come in?" He asked, grinning.

"You may! Finish up the front room and I'll decide where I want you to go next." Rick started up the steps, his erection passing just before her eyes which never left it for a moment.

As Rick went up the stairway Deb followed closely behind enjoying the fabulous swaying of his firm young buttocks. Rick turned into the front room and Deb stopped to just look at him marveling at the firmness of his body, especially that magnificent penis. He again was bathed in the warm morning sunlight, and it gave his entire body a warm glow that she loved to look at. Not saying anything, she just watched as Rick turned on the steamer and got ready to strip the wallpaper.

Deb watched him for a bit as he started to work. She then said "you know, I would like to see that thing soft. Can you do that for me?"

Rick laughed out loud. He said "I doubt it! I've tried to get control over it, but it's always been a total failure! The more I try to make it go soft the harder it gets! It pretty much has a mind of its own!"

"Don't think of a monkey!" Said Deb.

"What?" asked Rick confusedly. "Don't think of a monkey. It's an old Zen koan."

"Koan? What is that?" Asked Rick.

"A koan is a kind of conundrum that a Zen student is asked by his master. The most famous one is 'what is the sound of one hand clapping?'"

"I'm not following you." Said Rick, still confused.

"Look. The koan means if I ask you to not think of a monkey you necessarily end up thinking of a monkey. Right?" Said Deb.

"Oh! So, you're saying if I think about not being hard I'm necessarily thinking about being hard?" He asked.

"Bingo!" Said Deb. "See if you can try not thinking about it at all."

Rick thought for a moment then said, "I'm not sure how that works?"

"Just try to ignore your erection and see what happens." Said Deb. "Well, I've got to get ready for tennis, but I'd like it if you weren't hard when I got back!"

"I'll try!" Said Rick, feeling it was unlikely that he would succeed.

Deb went into her room and slipped on another pair of white bikini panties. She slipped into a tennis dress with a white skirt and blue vest top that zipped up the back. The vest top had white lapels on either side of her cleavage which was clearly showing. Slipping on her short socks and tennis shoes she went down to the room where Rick was working unzipped. "Rick! Zip me up!" She said as she bounced into the room. As Rick came over, she spun around, and the hem of her skirt floated up and landed on top of his erection. She could feel the heat of his penis mere inches from her pantied ass. Rick was on the edge of losing it as he zipped up her dress. She spun around again, the hem of her skirt dragging across his electrified dick, and she stepped back pulling her skirt off of it. The sensation sent him to the edge as Deb smiled and said, "see you later!"

Rick tried to settle down. He tried not to think of his erection, but he was so horny from not masturbating that he was basically hard or semi-hard all morning. His cock began to ooze pre-cum and Rick was confused as to what he should do. At first, he just rubbed it on his skin somewhere. But he kept wondering "does she want me to...?"

He was working near the window when he was horrified to see a UPS truck pull into the driveway. "Really?! A delivery?!" He thought. Sure enough there was soon a knocking on the side door. Rick started down the stairs, his cock bounding before him when he stopped realizing "shit! My clothes are in the car!" The UPS driver banged on the door again, knowing someone was home because of his car in the driveway. Rick froze in a quandary until he realized that he had only one choice. He went upstairs and put on the apron. Fortunately, his nervousness caused his erection to subside. Covered in front, but bare-assed he opened the door. He was greeted by a cute young woman in a brown shirt and shorts. Her blonde hair was in a pigtail protruding from the back of her brown ball cap and her name tag said "Jenny." She looked at him quizzically, noticing that his arms and shoulders were bare, and he seemed nervous.

"Delivery for Debra Jones?" She said.

"Um, yeah! She lives here. I'm just doing some work for her upstairs." Said Rick.

"It's kind of large; where should I put it?" She asked.

Rick looked out and noted that she had a large square box on a handcart. "Um, I'm not quite sure. Maybe put it in the office over there." Rick said, pointing. He opened the door wider, hiding as much as he could behind it. As Jenny came in and went down the hall with the package Rick turned to be always facing her. Jenny looked at him quizzically again and noted that his legs were also bare, and he wasn't wearing any shoes.

Jenny put the box in the office and then came over to Rick. "Thanks! Can you sign for it?" handing him a pen and holding her clipboard.

"Um, sure." Said Rick. She was only one or 2 feet away and she kept looking at him as he signed. The danger of her being so close to his exposed ass caused Rick's dick to swell. Jenny looked him up and down again and smiled. Rick was sure she knew he was naked under the apron.

"Thanks again! Have a good day!" She said as she went out the door.

Rick waved and said, "you too!" as he shut the door, his heart pounding.

After tennis and lunch Deb again went to the ladies room and removed her underwear. She again fingered herself as she drove back to the farm, but this time she felt completely in control. Rick saw her as she came into the driveway and again his cock started to rise. Remembering her instruction, Rick struggled mightily to ignore the arousal in his loins. He was somewhat successful, in that his cock while engorged, remained below horizontal as he heard Deb coming up the stairs, unzipping her tennis dress as she did so. By the time she got to the top of the stairs it had slumped forward on her shoulders and while nothing was exposed it was clear she was not wearing a bra. As she came into the room Rick was facing her and she immediately saw his less than full erection. "Nice!" She said. "How's it going?"

"Fine, except for that UPS delivery!" eplied Rick.

"UPS delivery? That came today? Asked Deb.

"Yeah! But having to answer the door wearing nothing but the apron freaked me out!" Said Rick.

Deb almost doubled over with laughter and exclaimed "Your clothes were in your car!" That was all it took, Rick's cock spring to full attention and began to pulse with his heartbeat in front of him. "Well, I guess I have to grade you incomplete!" Said Deb grinning. A bead of pre-cum appeared on the tip of Rick's penis which she noticed immediately. Looking directly at the bead of pre-cum Deb walked right in front of Rick and then looking him straight in the eye said "you know what to do...."

Rick was fixated by the directness of her voice and gaze. He said, "you mean...?"

"Yeah." Said Deb, grinning. Rick dropped his gaze and looked at the bead of pre-cum. Deb's eyes followed his as they went down to his cock. Rick paused, then pinched the bead of pre-cum in his right thumb and forefinger and brought it up to his mouth and licked it clean. Deb, still looking him straight in the eye said, "good boy!" And turned and left the room. Rick could see her naked back as her open tennis dress flopped open as she walked away. Rick watched, mesmerized and throbbing with lust.

Turned on at the sight of Rick's eating of his own pre-cum, Deb went down the hall to her bedroom and slipped out of her tennis dress letting it fall onto the floor. She began fingering herself but thought the better of cumming with Rick just down the hall. Instead, she took a quick shower and then slipped into a string halter top, dark blue with white stars which beautifully emphasized the shape of her breasts. She slipped into a pair of denim cutoffs, grabbed a towel, and went out to sit on the deck to read a book.

Rick continued to try to calm down but between not being allowed to masturbate and Deb's boldness with him, he remained hard. At that point he decided to take the accumulated wallpaper up to the barn. His arousal, combined with the never-ending thrill of exposure on the walk to the barn meant that as he headed down the stairs he began to throb again. As he came around the corner of the house, he noticed Deb on the deck reading a book. He could not help but notice the halter top emphasizing her fabulous tits. Rick continued up to the barn and Deb licked her lips as his penis bounded back and forth as it went past and then came down from the barn towards her. As Rick stepped up onto the deck Deb said "Rick, my friend Cindy is coming to visit me this weekend and she'll be arriving tomorrow afternoon." Rick paused and walked over to her mentally lusting over her haltered breasts. "I just want to make sure you're still okay with that?"

While he still wasn't quite sure, Rick replied "sure, yeah. You said she was cool?" As he said this a bead of pre-cum appeared and without any comment or instruction Rick swept it up and ate it in front of her. Deb smiled at how reflexively he did it.

"She is and she's looking forward to seeing you!" she said giggling. Rick laughed back, but inwardly he was again nervous and yet aroused by the thought that he would soon have no choice but to be naked for the viewing pleasure of yet another woman, and one that he did not know. Rick went back inside and up the stairs. His cock was throbbing with anticipation, and pre-cum was appearing frequently, which he continued to eat.

At the end of the day Rick went down to the office to get his clothes. He again managed to stay less than fully erect as he entered the office but Deb's eyes on his cock immediately caused it to swell to full staff. He again struggled to put it back into his underwear as he got dressed and left. Completely aroused with no relief, and uncertain of what tomorrow would bring, Rick tossed and turned, finally falling asleep out of sheer exhaustion. Deb only wore her panties to bed again. Thinking back over the day and in particular Rick's newly acquired habit of eating his own pre-cum she gave herself several orgasms before drifting off into a deep and restful sleep.