Waking late I stretched looked across at the clock it was 11.30 AM since it was a Sunday and as such there were no classes I decided to start my day with a nice relaxing bath. I went to the toilet and then began running a nice hot bath, pouring in a generous amount of bubble bath. While it was filled I went to the kitchen to grab my moring coffee I needed a heart starter waiting for the water to boil I mulled over the events of the previous evening. There was no shame in what I had done, I had loved every minute and David was wonderful so kind and caring too. When he'd called me things that normally I didn't like. I thrived on them my heart had soared when he called me His Baby Boy and it seemed fitting whenever he had called me Twinky Timmy.
Taking my coffee I headed for the bathroom I placed the big mug onto the bath board crossing my much loved cast-iron claw foot bathtub (it stays warm for ages) then slipped in gingerly, slowly inching my way down into the steaming water. The foaming bubbles floated up threatening to spill over before returning to cover my body as my buns touch the bottom of the tub.
Laying there my thoughts returned to the previous night. David would have been in his late fifties to early sixties in my estimate he would be about five foot ten and size wise I consider him to be a cuddly big bear. As I've said he has a friar tuck style ring of greying hair and thinking about his hair and big cannonball head made my heart beat quicken, groaning loudly I stated to no one in particular.
"Mmmm Tim you like bald men now. I guess I do there's nothing wrong with that Baby Boy. Hehehehehehehe."
There was doubt in my mind that I would contact David. Soaking in the warm water I wanted to ring his number but mentally slapped myself.
"Don't be silly Tim you don't want David to think that you're an overly eager whore. You don't want him thinking that you're a slut and would put out for anyone even though you had his dick in your mouth within half an hour of meeting him."
I eventually decided to leave calling David until Tuesday after class. My thoughts turned to what David had said regarding me shaving my legs, he was right when he said that I don't have to worry about what other people say as long as I feel good. Fall would be starting in two weeks and there wouldn't be any hot days before next spring I decided to give shaving my legs another go. Grabbing a new disposable razor I slid down into the still warmish water so my nose was just above the water level lifted my left leg and began at the ankle shaved my calf smooth then up behind my knee before carefully going up my shin. Switching to the other leg I repeated the process then sat up so I could do my knees finally I stood reached behind and quickly shaved the hair on the backs of my legs. Turning my attention to the front of my thighs all traces of hair were gone in seconds there wasn't really that much to remove, I've never had all that much body hair back then I probably shaved my face maybe three or four times a year. Wanting to be silky smooth for David I decided I would shave my face, butt and face the morning of our yet to be planned rendezvous. The thought suddenly hit me would David want to see me again?
"Oh God I hope he does I sure would love to trying riding him. I would be in control and could take it easy until my slutty hole got accustomed to David's huge dick. Then I'd show David just what a fuckslut he had found by repeatedly slamming my against his thighs until he fills my bowels with sticky cum."
My pubic area was a totally different story I would shave every two to three weeks when it was about the same length as a real Man's 2 day's growth or earlier if it started to itch. In the beginning I used shaving cream and got the dreaded rash and a few ingrown hairs too almost every time I used any. Probably out of frustration I tried dry shaving it was amazing, all sign of the rash or pimples disappeared and I haven't had a single ingrown hair since.
Turning on the overhead shower I pulled the plug in the bath and rinsed my now smooth body. After drying myself I reached for my body lotion paying particular attention to my smooth legs I loved how it felt as I massaged the cream into my skin.
Monday lectures were torture they seemed to drag on for ages I kept daydreaming or more accurately fantasizing about what David would do to me when I saw him luckily my small cock is easy to hide because I was what seemed constantly hard as a rock. It was so bad that as soon as the lecturer let us leave for lunch I went into the toilets locked myself in a stall and beat off like a madman caring less if anyone heard me. In seconds of gripping my small shaft my balls tightened and I blew my wad into my cupped hand greedy for cum I sucked then licked every drop off. Leaving the toilets I thought.
"Fuck it I'm gonna blow off my classes this afternoon I need Denis to scratch that special itch he's so good at."
On the short walk at my apartment block fantasies of David occupied my mind one thought kept rearing its head.
"If he was so keen to see your legs shaved what would he say if your turned up with all of your body hair removed?"
Each time I entertained the idea my heart beat a little faster and my little dick twitched. By the time I reached my door my mind was made up, I would do it. Dropping my bag I kicked off my shoes pushed my jeans down and stepping out of them I pulled my sweatshirt over my head. Walking into the bathroom took out a new razor and the can of shaving cream. Squirting a small daub onto my fingers smeared it over my belly then chest shivering when the cool minty foam touched my sensitive nipples. Since I didn't have very much to begin with it only took a few minutes before I reached for the foam again using another daub covered my underarms, there were way harder to shave but eventually I managed to remove all traces of the wispy blonde hairs. Dropping the razor in the sink was way too horny to clean up right then Denis was calling my name.
Crossing to the bedroom I wiggled and shock my butt until my hipsters were falling to my ankles stopping for only a fraction of a second kicked them off. Flopping on the bed I looked down at my now hairless torso I sighed saying.
"Not too bad of a job you have done Twinky Timmy I sure David will approve."
Calling myself Twinky Timmy now seemed appropriate whenever the sentence contained David's name.
Opening the top drawer I fished Denis out and taking the bottle of lubricant shimmied across until I was in the centre of the bed. Popping the lid open squeezed a large glob into my hand then started working my little dick putting one hand around my shaft and balls pulling everything up squeezing my balls against my pointer finger before sliding down. Having had multiple fantasies running wild thru my brain all morning was far to excited to waste time pulling my pud it had already been too long to wait.
Rolling over I took up my favorite position when using Denis, doggie of course.
Squirting more lube onto my still slippery fingers reached back pushing three fingers knuckle deep prying them apart as they hit bottom and sliding them back out again. Squirting another large glob of lube on to my fingers I repeated transferring it to my now super slippery fuck-chute eagerly shoving my lubricated digits deep. Turning my head to one side I managed to take Denis shiny latex head into my sucking mouth all too soon my need to bury his lovely shaft overtook me. Positioning my body so I was reaching up between my leg's dildo in hand I started sliding the cool latex over my sphincter bringing mews of pleasure from my throat.
This did nothing to sate my desires so repositioned again so I could now reach back over my ass cheeks. Holding the dildo about halfway along the shaft waving in the air as I moved it closer to my willing anus. Feeling it touch its slippery destination I lost control and roughly shoved it only stopping when hitting my clenched hand, grunting with disapproval said.
"Damn it Denis you know Timmy likes it deeper Baby deeper."
Sliding my fingers back along the purple shaft until I was holding only the head now there were six inches more available to me. I didn't hesitate I started pushing the fake dick further into my bowels before slowly sliding it backwards several inches and in again.
"Mmmm that's it Denis you know what your little Twinky Timmy needs. Faster Baby faster please, Mmmm "
I moaned as my arm and wrist picked up the pace becoming a blur almost the purple toy flashed to and fro spearing my wanton fuck-hole over and over. Reaching for my little dick I wrapped my fingers around the base and tried to keep pace with the dildo invading my ass. A hopeless task even if I say so myself nether the less it did the trick and seconds later my seed flooded into my waiting palm while I squeaked.
"Ohh ohh I'm cuming Denis I'm cuming because you feel so so good deep in my slutty asshole."
Usually once I'd blown my load away I'd pull Denis out but this time I didn't for some unknown reason I continued slam fucking my hole saying.
"This is right, a twink should be well and truly fucked by his favorite dildo if his name is Denis the double headed dildo so fuck your slutty twink as long as you want Denis."
It would have been five minutes before I finally dropped Denis on the floor beside my bed deciding I would wash him and put him in the dishwasher after I had a nap. I drifted off with those well-fucked contented feelings flooding my sleepy brain.
When I woke it was dark outside I was staving pulling my silk robe around my shoulders headed for the kitchen the clock on the microwave read 1:45. Throwing a TV dinner inside I tapped the buttons set the timer and started the microwave. As I waited for my meal I thought.
"You're wide awake and you won't be able to sleep. What are you going to do about classes tomorrow? If you don't get more sleep by lunchtime you'll be a fucking zombie."
Seeing the microwave only had a few minutes to go I buttered a couple of pieces of bread and waited for it to finish heating my meal. Stopping the countdown with two seconds on the clock I took my TV dinner to the table peeled the top the rest of the way off and wolfed down the Turkey special. Throwing the disposable tray in the bin made myself a coffee and went to the lounge room put the mug on the coffee table reached for the remote control and switched the television on then pressed start on my Playstation saying to myself.
"An hour or two of Grand Turismo 2 should help you get few couple hours of sleep Tim."
It was well over two hours later when I finally switched off the TV and went to brush my teeth. Climbing between the sheets I glance towards the bedside clock on my dresser the numerals glowed a red menacing red 4:52 AM.
"God classes start in just over four hours lets hope you can get to sleep Tim."
Before finally drifting off over an hour later I had already decided to blow off my first class for the day that way I could sleep until around 10:30 AM and still make my afternoon classes. Having forgotten to set my alarm I slept until 1:00 PM so my plans had been ruined, scratching my balls said.
"Well, Tim you fucked up there didn't you? You'll just have to have the whole day off won't you. Now I know you're hungry how about some brunch?"
Eating a hearty plate of bacon and eggs with dried tomato on the side, munching on a piece of toast I thought. What am I going to do for the rest of what looked like a sunny Tuesday afternoon? Not that I'm a sun lover the opposite applies because I burn easily so I could hit the book's yuck, no thanks or there is the Playstation. I knew the Grand Turismo would win that contest nine times out of ten. Loading the dishes into the dishwasher I remembered where I had discarded Denis under my bed early that morning and went to retrieve him he needed a deep clean.
It's the best way to clean sex toys of all sorts as long as they are waterproof i.e. No battery operated devices any moron should know that. Before sitting down to play my favorite computer game I busied myself giving my small apartment a general clean, wiping down the counter tops mopping the kitchen floor then dusting before finishing with the vacuum cleaner. It was after 3:00 PM when I flopped down on the sofa to play Grand Turismo 2 instead of reaching for the game controller I picked up the telephone. All the time I had been cleaning all I could think about was David and how much I wanted to see him again. What I really wanted was to have David treat me how Denis does, I wanted him to fuck me properly. Having wrestled with my thoughts regarding it being too early in the week to call him, I justified it but telling myself it was only one day earlier than I had planned to ring him anyway. I punched in the digits and waited for him to answer my heart pounding in my ears I was heartbroken when his answering machine cut in.
"Hello this is David I can't come to the phone right now. Leave your name and number I'll get back to you ASAP."
I wasn't prepared for this and stammered at first.
"Errr umm hi David it's Timmy I was hoping to catch up with you again my number is 555-----."
Before I knew it I had spilled my phone number it didn't worry me in the slightest that was strange, usually I don't like giving it out. Barley five minutes later my phone started ringing pressing the answer button lifted it to my ear answered.
"Hello."
