Sports was over again. I had a soda in the bar, just to let time pass by to give the busy urban business people the opportunity to refresh themselves quickly under the shower. I not only wanted to use the shower when it’s less crowded, I also hoped to see my new friend, the lonely man. Suddenly he stood behind me:

„Nice to meet you. I couldn’t come to sports today. I was busy downtown. Just came here to see if I - if you - I mean - to see you. Can I take you somewhere today?“

I was glad to see him, even if we couldn’t repeat our shower meeting. I decided to skip the shower even if this interfered with my somewhat abnormal urge to present my naked body to grown-up men. Whenever a grown-up man saw me naked, it gave me a wonderful excitation and let my penis raise a little, whereas I lowered my view in a mixture of shame and pudency.

I didn’t do much exercise anyway. He seemed so much more relaxed today.

„Yes, I - erm - was looking forward to see you and - erm - if you could show me where you live...“

His face startet to beam as he slightly blushed.

„Yes, that’s a very nice idea, if you don’t mind the disorderliness of a bachelor’s abode. I would have never dreamed of - I mean - last time I was so surprised by your friendliness and - erm - all - I mean - I’m a little ashamed about my - erm - misdemeanor...“

„That’s perfectly fine with me. I enjoyed it.“

„M...m...me too!“

What a strange couple: A schoolboy and an old man united in sympathy and - loneliness. He escorted me to the parking lot and we got into the car. To help him to overcome his slight embarrassment, I smiled at him and softly touched his shoulder - a touch, that he seemed to enjoy.

An old man advancing the cutest boy in the sports club had the chance of a snowflake in August - but yet - it came to pass. He gave me a beautiful feeling of security, decency and reliability in his way of acting and speaking. He was very caring and understanding. He listened to me and I felt, that I could tell him all about my urge that I had to conceal from the rest of the world. And he was tender.

We reached a quiet and deserted industrial area and we could see the river banks through the bushes. I asked him if we could drive there to have a look at the river. It was dark outside and the river sparkled in the moonshine. I got out of the car and, in the dead angle of the rear mirrors, I undressed quickly. He came out of the car and wanted to ask me, what I’ve been doing, when he suddenly saw my body in the moonlight.

He was so bewildered that his words kept stuck in his open mouth. He stared at me, which made my mediocre, rather small penis stand upright nevertheless. I walked the final six feet towards him and stood right before him. The moonlight let him see my loving face and as he opened his mouth to say something I stood on tiptoes to reach his withering lips and kissed them with a warm intensity. Not the superficial kiss of a son but not yet the passionate kiss of adult lovers.

He began to stroke with both hands my back, caressing the skinny, visible and palpable ribcage and, rather accidentally, touched the sensitive skin of my little bum.

„I didn’t want to - erm - use the situation to - erm - indecently touch...“

„You can touch me everywhere you want - indecent or not!“