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Subject: Essential Johnny Part 3 Category: Adult Youth Part 3 Johnny's inquisitorial Warning/Disclaimer: The following story are told from a second-person perspective and are intended purely as a means of entertainment. The events and circumstance depicted are based purely on creative recollection and may contain embellished or heavily redacted narrative. All suggestions, comments and constructive criticism is welcome at hoo Readers are reminded to and encouraged to help maintain this a viable site with their generous donations. Thanks The days that followed after Johnny's surprise had the boy in a constant haze. His mind was hardly preoccupied with boy distractions but rather the ever-present memory of his bathroom incident. He's thoughts revolved around questions that kept coming to mind: Who was that man with the gentle demeaner whom he met that day? Why did he pee on him and didn't even say anything about it? Why was his pee so thick and sticky? Why was his thing so big, thick and hard? Why was it so different than grandpa's and his own? Why would he want to taste the pee and then had him do it? Why did it not smell like regular pee? Why did he agree to touch the man's dick? Was it right not telling his mom about it? So many questions with no real answers to speak of. As the days went by the boy returned to his jovial self, slowly forgetting the events of the prior week. As life goes, a 7yo's attention span can only be captured temporarily before other less trivial matters take over. His curiosity however was a different matter. Some nights when he was alone in bed, grandpa fast sleep a few feet away, Johnny would have flashbacks that would invariably cause him arousal. Something he didn't understand but knew it felt good for some reason. Thus, a couple of weeks later he had returned to his normal routine, that is until he and his grandpa were alone once again and grandpa of course needed help going to the bathroom. In the moment Johnny thought nothing of it, but when the time came to time hold grandpa's heavy meat tube in his hand, all the memories of that fateful day at the arena restroom came back in a flash. There he was, this little boy holding an old man's cock in his tiny hand while at the same time fantasizing that it was the guard's dick instead. As usual, grandpa would take a long time to start to pee and as usual his shriveled-up dick grew in length and girth at Johnny's touch. This time however it would be different, as the boys mind wondered outside the confines of their home bathroom to a different time and place and Johnny inadvertently started to emulate the jerking motion he remembered. That of course caught the old perv's attention who at first stood quietly enjoying the moment while the boy continued his subconscious stimulation. Grandpa was enjoying this so much; his cock had reached full erection for the first time in as long as he could remember. The old man rubbed the boy's head and ruffled his 70's styled shoulder length hair. This brought Johnny back from his mental spell realizing what he was doing. He looked up at grandpa with a spooked look in his face but his grandpa didn't react and the boy just waited for grandpa to get done with the bathroom visit and helped him back to the bedroom. The moment lingered in Johnny mind creating even more questions. Why does grandpa's thing look so different than the guard's? Why didn't grandpa's pee look thick and sticky like the guard's? Most of all, why does it smell so different and the boy wondered if it would taste the same? As Johnny laid on his bed across from grandpa who was sitting on his, he started making all kinds of assumptions. The ankara yeni escort lack of answers fueled by his curiosity made his head spin. Grandpa called out to the boy softly to see if he was still in the room and Johnny replied. Grandpa reached in his pocket and handed the boy a $5 note which was normally the rate reserved only for paydays. Johnny was elated and hugged grandpa thanking him. The old man wasted no time and held the boy in a loving embrace while rubbing his little body all over but with clear emphasis on his perfectly shaped bubble butt, that on this day was clad in a pair of 70's style corduroy short boy shorts. The boy felt a little uncomfortable with grandpa's unusual display of attention but soon enough he was freed to run along. It was holy week (Easter) which in that part of the world is a revered time of prayer and reflection. There most businesses are closed for the entire week and families of means would normally go to the beach on holiday break. Johnny's family however, was not one of the fortunate ones so they mostly stayed put and participated in local church events but, occasionally mom would take them for a picnic to the regional water park. And so, it came to be that this year mother had saved up a little money and off to the water park they were. The place was nothing like what we understand now to be a water park but rather a much humbler interpretation. However, it was located in the country side and as such the esthetic was the nicely manicured grounds with large trees and lush gardens. It had the feel of a country club but with multiple size and shape pools, some dedicated to specific activities such a swimming or just horsing around in the water. It was raining in the city when the family boarded the bus but it had cleared up to a sunny warm morning by the time they arrived, Ideal weather for a day of wet fun. Upon arrival the girls made their way to the ladies dressing room and Johnny, as usual the only boy ran across the plaza to the men's lockers. The place was buzzing with the normal excitement or toddlers, pre-pubescent boys and teens. Of course, there were many grown adults in there also supervising the activities. The changing room was a large open area with lockers and benches. The showers and restrooms were on opposite ends of the main room, and for the timid or reserved, a grouping of perhaps 10-12 private booths were also available. Most everyone just stripped and changed into their swim gear right at their locker. Mother however always encouraged Johnny to take up a booth, change inside and then select a locker to store his clothes. Johnny stood in a short line of boys waiting for a booth to free up, however his eyes were wondering about the room as for the first time in his life he took notice of naked men's, teen's and boy's bodies who went about their business. This incited a strange feeling in his tummy as his little cocklet started to jump in his shorts. Johnny felt someone tap him on the shoulder to make him aware that a booth had open and it was his turn. Johnny was startled since for a brief moment he had lost himself admiring the strong muscular body of a young man in his 20's who sported a very sizable basket in front of his speedos. Yes, speedos were a thing in the 70's and in that part of the world you can say they're still somewhat popular. (They get no objection from me). But I regress; Johnny walked up to the open booth, locked the door behind him and started to slip out of his shorts and into his own speedo. He looked at himself in the thin mirror attached to the wall and realized that perhaps he had outgrown his gear yenimahalle escort because he was having a hard time getting the material of his speedo to stretch enough to cover his plentiful butt. Let's just say, the front seemed normal but the back was lacking by 50%. Nonetheless, he collected all his clothes and ran off to find an open locker before they had all been occupied as was often the case by noon. Equipped with nothing more than his sandals and a speedo that was two sizes too small, he walked to the pool towel cage where a neighbor who was also a local Jiu Jitsu private instructor worked on weekends. His name was Rick. An abet swimmer and former member of the water polo national team. Rick had done the life guard bit for a while but his girlfriend did not care for the attention it drew so he was stuck working the towel cage. Rick:*quot;hey hello there Johnny*quot;he said *quot;are you here with your mom and sisters?*quot;he inquired Johnny*quot;hi Rick, how are you?*quot;said the polite young boy *quot;mom is with the girls, we'll be here all day*quot;he remarked enthusiastically. Rick:*quot;great*quot; ... *quot;here are 5 towels but don't forget to bring them back to me later, or I'll be in big trouble*quot; Johnny:*quot;Thank you Rick, you're always so nice*quot; Rick:*quot;don't mention it kid, if you need any more you come talk to me but be sure my boss is not around. You remember him, right?' Johnny:*quot; I sure do*quot; he gave Rick a big smile Rick:*quot;I'll come by and say hello to your mother and sisters later*quot; Johnny:*quot;Bye Rick, see you later*quot; *quot;thank you!*quot; said the boy as he ran away with a stack of towels that blocked his vision. Rick was a well-known member of the community not only because of his prominent athletic career but moreover he was also known as the town's most eligible bachelor. His great looks and awe-inspiring fitness just screamed Adonis. He ran a respectable martial arts business that perhaps was apt for a more affluent area. As it was, he had settled for a small group of adults and an even smaller group of kids who attended his classes. But Rick was not really looking for business success but rather he preferred familiarity. The very reason he worked at the water park (or so I thought) was because that was his original training facility where he also worked as a life guard when he was much younger. The one consensus amongst the community was that he never had a shortage of girls wanting to be with him. For that he had developed a bit of reputation as a lady's man, and thus the reason why his girlfriend did not want him guarding any longer. Johnny's day had started no different than any other visit to the water park. He hit all the familiar fun pools with his mother and sisters, eventually they settled near the rear of the open filed underneath a large ficus tree. Mother prepared lunch while the kids ran around the open grass field. Covered in sweat, Johnny was order by his mom to rinse off before sitting to eat lunch. Reluctantly he crossed the field returning to the locker room for a quick rinse. At that time the lockers were mostly empty except for the occasional straggler picking up a towel or something else from the locker. The showers were an open area with no partitions and just a row of 15-18 showerheads sticking out from the wall. The distance between showerheads wasn't much so when it was full of bathers, there wasn't much room for personal space. At that moment, the showers were mostly empty except for Johnny and a husky older man with what seemed to be his chubby 4-5/yo son. Johnny took up a spot a few meters away from them and started to rinse off, however, something else had caught his eye when he entered yozgat escort the showers. It that wasn't the fact that the man was completely nude, but rather that given Johnny's recent experience, it made him notice that the man appeared to be in a state or arousal. This would've gone completely unnoticed to the old Johnny, but now it seemed oddly obvious. The man was very casual about it and didn't try to hide the fact that he was sporting wood, however what was obvious was Johnny's sudden interest, and that the man noticed right away. To that end, the man seemed to enjoy Johnny's curiosity and although the boy was trying to be as discrete as a 6-7/yo boy can be (which is nothing), it made the man certain that the boy was closely observing them. The man decided to confirm his presumption by taking an action that might incite a reaction by the inquisitive boy. The man did a quick scan of his surrounding and having established the all-clear, he took his manhood and gently jerked it while facing Johnny. The man's son was virtually leaning on his dad's right thigh underneath the shower stream and completely unaware that his dad's erection was only centimeters from his face. Johnny on his part casually watched the man with his head facing down but eyes very firmly focused on the man's actions. Suddenly the son took notice what his father was doing and nonchalantly reached and grabbed the man's cock. The father looked down at the boy while Johnny watched intently and took hold of his junk pressing it against the boy's face in a playful manner. The son reacted by pushing himself away and giggling. His father in turn, grabbed the boy's head rubbing the boy's face roughly on the man's crotch. The son struggled to get away but eventually freed himself from his old man's grip and the both laughed which caused Johnny to smile. By now, Johnny's tenting in his tinny speedos was noticeable although very much restricted inside the tight material. This made it somewhat uncomfortable which prompted Johnny to resort to adjusting himself. The man took note of Johnny's reaction to his game with his son which reassured him of Johnny's playful curiosity. However, the one thing that man could not get enough of was how perfectly lovely Johnny smooth boy ass looked partially trapped in those speedos. This vison of perfection had this man fascinated and spellbound. He struggled to clear his mind of all the lewd and lascivious scenarios that fueled his mind's desire while he stood there stark-naked masturbating in front of a visibly curious and perhaps mischievous young boy. The moment would reach its climax as the man's stimulated hard rod shot multiple globs of thick juice onto the back of his own son. The semen steaming with the heat of passion ran down his son's back, washed by the running shower stream and quickly disappearing into the little boy's butt crack. Johnny saw as the man and boy gathered their belonging so it was then he assumed the show was over and time had come to rejoin his family. He remained in the shower momentarily but before exiting, he made a quick survey of the area where the man and his son had been. He looked on the floor hoping to see remnants of the cum that had been freshly discharged. Bingo, one watery glob still remained. Johnny rubbed his foot on it until it dissolved to nothing. Curiosity satisfied, he made his way out. As he prepared to exit the locker room, Johnny noticed that the man and boy from the shower were at the towel cage talking to Rick. The two adults turned in unison looked at Johnny and smiled naughtily. Rick for his part exclaimed: Bye Johnny, hope to see you later.*quot; Then they both laughed out loud as Johnny waved and left. I had considered leaving these parts of Johnny's adventures out for the sake of getting straight into *quot;the meat*quot; However, based on some of the reader's feedback I chose to share it for additional context. Please let me know what you think of this latest chapter. hoo