A Night with Casey Part 4

"Jesse." Casey whispers between cum flavored kisses.

"Yeah."

"That was...fun!"

You chuckle. "That's an understatement."

"You called me a boy, and a man." He sits back on your thighs with a huge grin, his slender hands lightly massaging your bare chest. "I'm still your woman too?"

You run your hands up his body. "God Casey, you are all those things to me. And so much more."

Casey was positively beaming with happiness. You got it. You got him. He adored you for it. "Where have you been all my life?"

You sit up and kiss his chest. "Waiting for you."

"He he he. That is the cheesiest thing anyone's ever said to me." He runs his fingers through your hair and kisses your head. "Thank you."

You rub your hands up his back and smile up at him.

He gets up and looks down at the huge dark wet spot across the front of his panties. "Um...I think I should clean up."

"Need a hand? Or two?" You ask.

Without a word he takes your hands and brings you to your feet. Hand in hand you are led to the washroom.

Like the rest of the house it was old. The room was cramped and awkwardly arranged. The toilet, the only thing in here that looked less than 30 years old, sat a few feet in front of the door. Across from it was the sink. The metal faucet and knobs of a solid looking and very antiquated style. The tub was one of those old clawfoot tubs. It's bottom actually sat up off the floor by a few inches. There was long shower curtain rod that ran almost the entire length around it. An old looking wide metal shower head, attached to a painted copper pipe, stuck straight out from the wall. It felt like you were stepping back in time in here!

Unlike the rest of the place that you had seen there were fewer of Casey's feminine touches it here. It was a very functional bathroom.

You and Casey had to stand single file due to the narrow space. Casey bends over and turns on the water, holding his hand under the flow he waits for the temperature to get where he wanted it. You come in behind him and lightly rest your hands over his hips. Casey looks back over his shoulder with a playful twinkle. He pushes back against your junk and wiggles his hips back and forth then returns his attention to the water. This was the second time he'd presented his ass to you and invited you on, he didn't say the words but he was definitely signalling that he wanted you inside of him.

You run your hands up his long elegant back and hook your fingers over his shoulders. You pull him into you even tighter. His eyes widen with excitement.

Ka-Ka-Ka-Ssssss

The old shower head sputters to life. Casey pulls down his panties, now his bare ass pushes against your resurgent penis. He slowly stands back up, pushing back into you. His back pressing into your stomach and chest. You embrace him, pulling him hard into you, and kiss his cheek and neck. He turns to face you, kisses you, then takes you by the hands and leads you into the tub. You now see the mess Casey had made in his stained panties and on himself. You admire his beautiful petite cock and the flame red tuft of well trimmed pubes above it.

You each step into the falling stream of warm water, the curtain is pulled closed around you. It was just you and Casey now in this tiny world all your own. The old place had shit water pressure though that was the last thing on your mind. The water flowing over you both you stand and make out once more. The feel of the warm water cascading down your body, the steamy humidity of the room, the slick wetness of Casey's impeccably smooth skin, the taste of his kisses, the feel of his flesh in your hands...you swim in this sea of sensation and rejoice.

You finally part and Casey lets out a small laugh. "We're going to run out of hot water."

You smile. "Let me clean you."

Taking Casey you turn him to face the stream of water. You take a bar of soap and lather up your right hand. Reaching around him, just like you had done in the kitchen, you take his sex into your hand and begin to massage the suds over him. This time there were no panties in the way. This time, for the first time, you felt the cock and balls of another man. So similar, yet so different. Smaller, the skin softer and more supple, the hair downy and not nearly as coarse as your own.

"Ohhh." Casey sighs as he leans his weight back into you.

You give him a good wash and the streaming showers washes the suds away. As you do so you begin to feel his cock swell to your attentions. Your own was nearly hard again as it slid up and down and back and forth across Casey's tight wet butt.

You kiss his shoulder. "I want you."

The breath catches in his chest before he whispers. "The bed. Make love to me there."

He turns to you and more kisses are had. Casey quickly cleans his face and hair as you watch him. Here now, naked in the shower with his hair dark and soaking and his make up washed away, he was at his most boyish. There were no clothes or cosmetics to disguise him. And yet...and yet there was an undeniable femininity to him. His energy, his movements, and even his lean lithe body. Woman. Man. Both and neither. And simply one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen in your life.

As Casey rinses the conditioner from his long hair she looks up to see the way you were looking at her. And she blushes. It takes your breath away. Her emerald eyes scan down to see the very erect flagpole standing between you.

She finishes rinsing and turns off the water. Sharing a big plush towel you dry each other off, much to the enjoyment of both of you. She takes time to brush out her lengthy damp mane.

When that is done she turns to you. Once more kisses upon sweet sweet kisses. Once more your naked bodies push together. This time your matching hardons joust and parry into each other.

Once more you feel her nerves and tension. She was so very close now to loosing her virginity and you both knew it. Her lust now completely eclipsed her fear however. There was no hesitation now, only anticipation. Her movements only beckoned you forward. In this special moment she wanted you more than anything else in the world. You felt...honored, humbled, and...truthfully...horny beyond belief. Making love to Casey now the only thought in your mind.

Casey takes you by the hands. With a dainty smile and eyes alight with burning desire she leads you to her bedroom.