Dirty Laundry: Tracy Hoover & Carver Weston
Tracy walked into the laundry room carrying his comforter covered in his sperm when he saw a very sexy young boy fumbling with the knobs on a washing machine and softly mumbling and cursing under his breath. Tracy super attracted to the good looking young boy decides to go over next to him and use an open washing machine. Tracy walks up next to the boy and tossed his comforter into the washing machine closes the lid leans over showing the cute boy his high rising high cut shorts that exposes the bottom of his smooth butt cheeks then, sets the knobs and starts the machine. Tracy glances over at the boy and smiles. He says; “Hi, my name is Tracy. What’s yours?”
The boy smiles at Tracy and says; “Hi, Tracy. My name is Carver. I just moved in and this is my first time using washing machines in a laundry room. My Mom did my laundry. I started at the university this semester and I am living in the building. I am on my own for the first time in my life and realizing there is a lot about taking care of myself I don’t know much about like doing laundry. I hate dirty clothes! I’m going to be a lawyer and I can’t even do my own fucking dirty clothes.”
Tracy reached out and put his hand on Carver’s shoulder and patted it saying; “Hey, Dude. I know the feeling. I just moved out of my parents’ house landing my first job and now my first apartment and I’m finding out I have a lot to learn.” Carver smiling and enjoying the touch of the cute blond boy’s hand on his shoulder said; “Well, you got me beat. You just dealt with that washing machine like a fucking pro. Do you think you could teach me how to do that?”
Tracy giggled, smiled at Carver with their eyes meeting, reached out and touched Carver’s forearm in a seductive manner and said; “Sure. It’s easy and just takes a little practice.” Tracy spent the next 15 minutes teaching Carver how to sort his clothes, the water temperature, wash cycle and how to dry. Tracy’s comforter’s wash cycle ended and Tracy put his comforter into a dryer as Carver finished loading his four loads of laundry into washing machines. Carver turned to Tracy and said; “Hey, you still have to wait for your dryer to finish so, why don’t you come to my apartment. I can offer you a drink while you wait and we can talk and get to know each other better. Seems like we are good for each other and I need all the friends I can get moving to a new city and starting college. Besides, you seem like a really nice guy.”
Tracy said; “Sounds good to me and when we come back to the laundry room and I take my comforter out of the dryer then, I’ll help you with drying your clothes.”
Carver locked eyes with Tracy, smiled at him, flirting and said; “Your too good to me. Thanks. Let’s go!”
Carver and Tracy headed to the elevator. Carver said; “What apartment do you live in?”
Tracy said; “I’m on the second floor apartment 9.”
Carver said; “We are neighbors just on the opposite end of the hallway. I’m on the second floor apartment 3.”
Carver opened his apartment and Tracy walked inside to see a very well decorated apartment fully furnished not like his modest furnishings. He said; “Wow! You have a very nice apartment. I love it. Who decorated it?”
Carver said; “My Mom had some company come in and decorate for me. I just moved in a few days ago.”
Tracy realized Carver’s parents were rich.
Carver said; “so, I have wine, beer and whiskey. What’s your preference?”
Tracy said; “So, you must be 21 years old to have alcohol.”
Carver said; “No, I’m only 18 but my parents are rich and I can get away with drinking. Besides this is my fucking apartment and if I want to drink in my house then, I’m gonna fucking drink.”
Tracy said; “That sounds good to me. I’m 18 also and can’t wait to be 21 so, I can buy and drink alcohol whenever and where ever I want. I’ll take a glass of whiskey!”
Carver smiled and said; “Fuck yeah, I boy after my own heart. I’m a whiskey drinker too.”
Tracy giggled and smiled at Carver saying; “Oh wow! I guess now I know how to win your heart!”
Carver locked eyes with Tracy, gave him a sexy, flirty smile, giggled then, said; “Yeah, I guess. If only it was your heart I was after!”
Carver walked over to the bar took out two glasses and poured them full of Jack Daniel’s whiskey.
Carver walked over to the sofa where Tracy had taken a seat and handed him one of the glasses noticing Tracy seductively touch his hand when he handed him the glass of Whiskey. Carver picked up a remote and turned on the TV seeing a soccer game playing and said; “Shit, I forgot about the game.”
Tracy said; “So, you like sports?”
Carver said; “Yes, especially soccer. I was a starter all four years on my high school’s team and a top player. I wanted to play in college but my father thought it would be too much and I needed to focus on school. You see, I wasn’t the best student in high school. I enjoyed having fun much more than homework. I did just enough to get by and now it’s hurting me and I’m trying to do well so, I can get into a good law school. What about you? Did you play sports?”
Tracy smiled and said; “Well, a kind of sport. I was a cheerleader. Although, I guess to a soccer jock like you cheerleading isn’t a sport.”
Carver reached out and put his hand on Tracy’s shoulder giving it a soft squeeze and caress, locked eyes with him and said; “I think cheerleading is a sport. I know it’s a very supportive sport for soccer players. I loved the cheerleaders at my school and the way they always supported the team. Ya know helping out with food another things like that.” Tracy saw a twinkle in Carver’s eye then, heard him say; “Fuck yeah, I think cheerleading is a sport and a damn good one. Actually, my best friend was a cheerleader at my school and he was also pretty good at sports!”
Tracy said; “It’s probably time to go check on our clothes.”
The boys went back to the laundry room and Tracy took his comforter out of the dryer, got Carver to help him fold it then, helped Carver. Carver was moving wet clothes to a dryer when he saw Tracy bending over one of the washing machines and as Tracy reached to the bottom of the washing machine his skimpy high cut shorts rose up and flashed his butt cheeks at Carver. Carver caught a glimpse of Tracy’s boy hole and his hairless nut sack sending his sexual arousal level into outer space. Carver felt his dick twitch between his legs. Carver and Tracy loaded his clothes into dryers.
Carver with a disappointed look on his face said; “Well, I guess you’ll be going now that your comforter is finished. Thank you for your help. You’ve been a life saver.”
Tracy noticing Carver’s sad puppy dog look said; “Alright, I’ll help you finish. Besides, if I don’t with four loads your gonna be in the laundry room till two o’clock in the morning. Let’s go back to your apartment watch the game while we wait on your clothes to dry.”
Carver and Tracy sat on the sofa sipping whiskey watching the game with Carver cheering and being wild getting more and more touchy with Tracy as he drank with Tracy loving it. The boys were hitting it off. They went back and got the clothes out of the dryer and Tracy offered to help Carver hang up his clothes so they didn’t wrinkle.
Tracy was in Carver’s bedroom hanging up the last of the clothes when Carver moved up behind him. Tracy smiled when he felt Carver’s hands wrap around his waist and his lips tenderly kissing the back and side of Tracy’s neck. Tracy knew Carver was tipsy and the whiskey was making him bold and aggressive. Carver said; “Fuck baby, that hot ass of yours in those skimpy shorts is driving me crazy. Why don’t you let me hit that ass? I’m really horny and could use some pussy.”
Tracy said; “I don’t know. I don’t usually go to bed with a boy I just met in a laundry room and let him fuck me. I’m not that kind of boy.”
Carver kissing Tracy’s neck and slowly pulling him towards the bed said; “Ah fuck, C’mon baby. You have been flashing that hot ass at me all fucking night. Bending over and flashing those pretty butt cheeks and that sexy pretty pink boy hole. You been begging for some dick all night. C’mon baby, get naked with me an let me fuck you. We are not kids an in high school anymore. We don’t have to worry about what Mommy is gonna say when she finds out her little boy is getting fucked. It’s time you start enjoying your freedom and having some fun!”
Carver has Tracy right up next to the bed and starts pulling off is t-shirt and Tracy listening to Carver gives in and lets him take off his t-shirt. Carver pulls off his own t-shirt showing Tracy his tan muscled upper jock boy body and the boys passionately kiss caressing each other’s bodies as Carver grips Tracy’s shorts and pushes them down letting them fall down around his ankles leaving Tracy naked. Carver pushed Tracy back and he falls down onto the bed. Carver kneels down removes Tracy’s skimpy shorts and takes off Tracy’s shoes and socks then, stands up, kicks off his own shoes pulling off his socks then, gripping the waistband of his basketball shorts and pulling them down showing Tracy his hot jock body in only his underwear. Tracy can see Carver’s rock hard dick straining to get free of his underwear then, Carver jerks down his briefs freeing his 7 inch cut cock. Carver tosses his underwear to the floor and climbs onto the bed moving on top of Tracy. Tracy can tell Carver is super horny. He moves his mouth over Tracy’s deep tongue kissing him as he moves his right hand between their bodies. Tracy tries to slow Carver down but he just get more aggressive, determined and uses his hard kissing and his upper body to keep Tracy pinned down as Tracy feels Carver grip his dick and guide it between his legs and the head of his penis into the crack of his ass. Tracy is trying to tell Carver to slow down but he is talking into Carver’s mouth and his voice is muffled and garbled. Tracy holding onto Carver’s shoulders realizes he isn’t going to be able to get the tipsy, horny Carver to slow down and feels the head of Carver’s penis push up against his pussy opening and start parting his pussy lips then, stretching his ass ring.
Carver is too drunk and horny and isn’t going to stop until he had drained his balls. He isn’t listening to anything or anyone but his dick and his desire to fuck and breed. Tracy stops trying to get Carver to slow down when he feels the head of Carver’s penis slip past his ass ring and pop inside his butthole and immediately slide balls deep. Tracy feels Carver tightly grip his shoulders and immediately start thrusting into his pussy deep fucking him. Carver is hard kissing Tracy, super-fast thrusting into his butthole and focused on one thing and that’s breeding Tracy. Carver fucked Tracy for less than two minutes then, let outs a super sexy orgasmic moaning breath into Tracy’s mouth as Carver ejaculates inside Tracy’s butthole filling his pussy with its second load of fuck juice in one night. Carver completely finishes inside Tracy then, rolls off him pulling his dick out of Tracy’s butthole. Carver flops down on his back and says; “Fuck that was some good pussy, Dude. You’re a fucking great piece of ass and a God damn fucking hell of a great fuck but Listen Man, I’m tired and it’s late. You can show yourself out right? I’m going to sleep!” Carver crawls under the covers turning away from Tracy getting comfortable and trying to fall asleep.
Tracy feeling a little hurt, rejected and used, gets out of bet, dresses and leaves.
