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This is part 4 of Blue Skies. You can read from the beginning here

I asked readers “What had mum seen?”
A) Had mum just got back as Dan was hosing me down, only seeing the two of us naked and seemingly larking about? All quite innocent. My reputation intact.
B) Had mum arrived a few minutes earlier and seen me stand up and walk to the garden hose covered in jizz?” Fuckkk.
C) Had mum been back for some time and seen Dan jerk me off and then me jerk Dan off, and decided to not come out into the garden until later to save us from being embarrassed? Oh god, I daren’t think about it. Please no please.

Your votes made it a close call between A) and C). Fortunately for me, Mum just got back as Dan was hosing Liam down, only seeing the two of us naked and seemingly larking about? All quite innocent. Their reputations intact.

I turned to Dan, “How long has she been there? What the fuck did she just see? Fuck, Dan!” My face turned bright red and Dan, well Dan just started laughing and laughing. “Seriously, Dan, what if she saw…”
“Then you gotta suck it up, bro,” Dan laughed, “C’mon, can’t be that bad, your mum knowing you’re helping your friend out, can it?”
I’m just about to hit Dan when mum comes out with towels, “Here you are, boys, get yourself dried off while I bring tea and toast out, and then you can explain why you’re both naked. I mean, I knew all about Dan being naked…”
She was gone again, inside, before I could engage my brain and move my mouth to answer. We dry ourselves off and sit down at the garden table and chairs towels loosely wrapped around us, my wet hair dripping water down onto my chest.
“It’s ok, Liam,” Dan reassuring me. And failing miserably.
“Mum….” I start when she brings the tray out.
“Shh, Liam,” she smiles, trying to reassure me. Its not working from her either. “Now look here,” she opens her phone, “Look what Daisy sent me,” and there we were, or rather, it was. It being Dan’s glistening bare wet ass on show, running down the quayside.
Dan laughs. I blush, “Where the fuck did you get that?”
“Language, Liam. From Daisy, like I said. She got it sent by her niece on instagram.” Mum shows us it again.
“Wow, over 500 people have seen my bare ass,” laughs Dan.
“For now, yes. Wonder how many it will be by tomorrow morning,” laughs mum.
“Mum, FFS, please, it’s not funny, how would you like your butt out there on the net?”
She laughs, “Oh, lighten up, Liam. I mean, if I had a butt as firm as Dan’s I’d be happy for it to be on show.”
“Mum, please!”
“Anyway, Dan being naked doesn’t explain why you were naked when I got back, Liam,” mum looking at me quizzically while my brain goes into freeze mode and I sit there, mouth open.
“Oh, that,” Dan comes to the rescue, “Was cos he was soaked through, and I said he should get out of his wet things or he could catch a cold.” My mouth still open, thinking, that wasn’t how it happened but I wasn’t going to disagree. “So I suggested to Liam he get out of his wet stuff and we dry off in the sun while we wait for you to get back and open the house.”
“Oh, so you forgot where the spare key is, Liam?” mum asks.
“Spare key?” Dan exclaims, “WTF? You kept me bare assed naked all afternoon when you had a spare key?”
It was mums turn to laugh, “Oh, Liam, you’re such a scatterbrain at times.”
“Yeah, I guess I am,” I nod in agreement with mum. It was either that or admit to Dan that I had deliberately forgotten about the spare key so that we could both be naked in the garden, that we… my thoughts turned to what had actually happened, and I feel a stirring under the towel wrapped around me.
“Anyway,” mum continues, “The garden is private enough to get naked in if you want to work on your all over tan, boys. There’s only Mr Harris who could see from his back bedroom, but his eyesight isn’t what it used to be.”
I blush at the thought of Mr Harris watching Dan and me jerk each other off, and my cock twitches harder under my towel.
“But you boys better get in the shower to rinse all that harbour grunge off you. And I guess you will have to share cos there wont be enough water for two showers. That’s ok, right? I mean, you’ve got nothing to hide from each other now, do you?”
“Sure, that’s ok with me,” Dan replies. Leaving me with no option but to nod agreement. We get up, hoping my mum doesn’t spot my boner under my towel, and head upstairs.

“What do you mean there’s no lock on the bathroom?” Dan asks, dropping his towel to the floor. I don’t answer, but drop my towel, revealing my boner to Dan. “Not had enough, eh?” Dan grabs my cock and strokes it.
“Dan no, mum is downstairs. In the house. Please. No.”
But Dan doesn’t stop. He strokes me more, and I’m already leaking hard. “Best sort you out first, then shower, don’t you think?” Dan asks. Not asks, tells more like.
He presses me against the bathroom door, ‘At least mum cant walk in on us like this,’ I think to myself. When I start to moan he presses his free hand against my mouth, “Sshhh, Liam,” Dan grins, and teases me even more. I’m kinda humping his hand, my ass cheeks slapping against the door, I’m wanting to cum, I’m wanting the release, I thrust deeper and harder and stop still… as I shoot my jizz all over Dan’s abs. I catch my breath. Dan squeezes my shaft, “Randy little fukker, aren’t you Liam” That’s twice in one afternoon, and still quite the load. Now get down on your knees so you can clean me up.”
I think to myself, ‘WTF? He wants me to… clean my own jizz off him? With what?’ But I’ve already dropped to my knees, looking up at Dan. He is licking his lips as if to say… ‘Oh, fuck Dan, seriously? I gotta clean you up with my tongue?’ I don’t say it, I think it, but it seems as if Dan can now read my mind and he answers with a slight nod. He ruffles my hair, “C’mon Liam, I can see you want to. You do want to, don’t you?”
I think to myself ‘WTF? Do I?’ And there’s the realisation that maybe, yes I do. I nod my head just ever so slightly and Dan rewards me with a super-sized smile and I move my face nearer his body. I can feel the heat coming off of him, his cockhead resting lazily on my chest, his bush tickling my chin. I can smell my jizz on his abs, “C’mon, Liam, lick it all up, before it gets cold,” and he presses me closer. My lips make contact with my jizz and his abs, “Yeah Liam, lick it all up. Good boy. Fuck, I wouldn’t have guessed you were such a dirty little fukker but you are, you know that? That taste good, Liam? Your jizz? Maybe I will let you taste mine one day. Would you like that? I bet you fucking would.” Dan keeps talking like this as I clean him up, eating up my own jizz off his abs. His cock pressing harder and longer against my chest.
Dan pulls me up to standing, looks into my eyes, “Damn Liam, I really didn’t think you would go through with that.”
“I… err…. Neither did I. I mean, I’ve never…”
“Well, for a first time, you did really well.”
I’m looking at Dan, smiling, feeling his hard cock pressing against my stomach. I don’t know what to say, my heart racing. I’m thinking, ‘What the fuck is happening here?’ but I say, “Thank you.” I’ve just said thank you to Dan. ‘WTF? I’m thanking him for him letting me lick my own jizz off his abs?’ I see him grinning away, him looking down at his hardness, then back up directly into my eyes.

“So, Liam, I sorted out your needs. How are you going to sort mine out for me?”

I stand there, my eyes flitting between Dan’s face and his rock hard cock, ‘Just how am I going to “sort him” out?