Date: Mon, 6 Sep 1999 09:27:19 EDT From: Hidden12@aol.com Subject: Eric Ch 10 (M/t) This is an ongoing fantasy story. I provided the Nifty Archive and A.S.S.G.M with a copy for public nonprofit release; please no other distribution. Sorry for the delay in getting this next installment out. This one happens to be a favorite of mine. I am always interested in your reactions, good or bad, and any suggestions you might have. Practice safe sex, live to enjoy life. Chapter 10. (At home) 'Rank hath its privilege' or at least that's what I told myself as I took an early afternoon off. Really, I was just tired and distracted. All this meant I would be at work again on Saturday, but for now all I wanted to do was get out of the office. Traffic wasn't bad at this early time in the afternoon, so I got home quickly and parked the truck in the garage. I sat there for a moment once the closing garage door had blocked out the sunlight, now bathed in the yellowish glow of the bulb mounted on the opener listening to the cooling creaks of the exhaust pipe. I still hadn't figured out what to do for Eric's 16th birthday. Sure, I knew part of it; I would get him a car, even a nice one, but not so fancy or sporty he'd get stupid with it. I snorted to think that. Hell, the kid now had earned enough money as a working member of Triton Industries to buy a Benz if he wanted. Looking over at the empty spot in the 3-car garage, I thought a late model Mercedes roadster might look quite nice there, especially in gunmetal grey or green. Hmmm, with that thought I climbed out of the Tahoe and went inside. After pouring myself a glass of lemonade from the fridge, I walked through the great room of the house, my feet first loud on the maple flooring, and then quiet on the Persian rug I'd brought back from Oman a while ago. From the balcony upstairs, I stopped to enjoy my drink as I took off my tie and stared out the massive windows framing the far wall; outside our yard quickly dissolving into the wild folds of maple and oak trees. Inside my bedroom, I had just stripped down to my shorts when I felt the thud of the sliding glass door slam home and the voices of two young men: Eric and his friend Mike. Looking out the window down onto the pool deck, I was pleasantly surprised to see them both frantically tugging off what little summer time clothes they were wearing: clearly they were going swimming. A shoe flew about 5 feet before being joined by another sneaker of a different color, a T-shirt landed on the chaise lounge, and a pair of bikini bottoms just missed the table as two splashes followed the boys in the water. Watching from the edge of the window, I watched in fascination as the two teenage boys swam and horsed around below me in the crystalline clear waters of the pool- naked. Mike was a good-looking young man too; slightly bigger than Eric, taller and broader. Brown hair, cut a little long, capped his head; long arms and strong legs carried his body. Eric told me he was on the baseball team also but, unlike Eric, liked football. Every now and then I would catch a fleeting glimpse, distorted by the roiling water, of the dark patch of Mike's pubic patch. I knew nestled within would be his teen cock. I started to wonder what it looked like, what had Eric done with Mike, and even, would I be witness to some boysex? Gradually the play calmed down until they both sat on the side of the pool, legs in the water talking. I slid the window open gently hoping to hear their conversation. I could in fact barely hear them although one or the other would fade out if the breeze blew rustling the trees about me. I caught bits of conversation ranging from sports, to TV, to the upcoming school year, and then to some car. But it wasn't until Mike put his hand on Eric's bare thigh did my interest, and my cock, rise. Even as I watched Mike's hand slowly stroke the smoothness of my boy's leg, I saw Eric's now tanned cock grow from his hairless crotch. "Dude, that looks really wild on you. How does it feel?" asked Mike staring intently at the growing penis between Eric's now parted legs. "What looks wild? Dude, I'm not wearing anything!" "Your pubes, you don't have any. That's gotta feel weird." "It's cool; it makes me feel so horny to be so smooth. I like it. You gotta keep it that way or the bristle will drive you nuts. You oughta try it. Dude, you gotta try this; it's great!" Eric said running his hands over his now erect cock and smooth balls. Half a second later, Mike's hand joined in, fingers caressing the pubic mound above Eric's twitching dick. "I feel stubble. How often you gotta shave it off?" "I do it about once a week to keep it the way I like it. You wanna watch while I do it?" "You mean here? Now?" "No, Dummy, I meant next week in church!" Eric pushed Mike back in the pool as he stood up. "Yes, I mean now! Lemme get some things." Full view of Eric's tanned strong teen body, hairless from toe to nose, presented itself in a flash before he disappeared inside, undoubtedly to get his razor from the bathroom. Mike swam back out to the center of the pool where he tread water on his back, occasionally pulling on his dick; clearly he was aroused at the idea. As soon as Eric reappeared with a rolled up towel under an arm, Mike swam back to the edge of the pool where Eric sat again, legs spread exposing his cock and balls. Eric unrolled the red towel next to him laying out a razor, a can of menthol shave cream, some lotion, and a small trimmer. In a flash, Eric had himself lathered up and was drawing the razor across his mound and base of his cock, I knew for a fact that he hadn't a hair growing on his balls yet. I had to smile to myself, my boy shaving with such practice; not a small feat considering he didn't have even the faintest trace of a beard yet. "Damn, Eric, I thought you were gonna cut your dick off doing that!" Mike said as Eric wet the edge of his towel in the pool water to wipe the white residue off. "No way. I've done this enough, I don't even nick myself," Eric replied lightly dancing his fingers across his handiwork; "That's better, no stubble... wanna feel there, stud?" "Man, you know if I do, I won't wanna let go!" Mike said even as he reached out. "So... you ready for me to do you? It'd be cool, both of us like this. Then I won't be spitting out hairs either!" Eric looked at him sideways, waiting for a response. Silence followed as one of Mike's hands wandered over the smoothness of his friend, his other hand slowly playing with a growing cock. I didn't hear an answer, but I could see it on Eric's face as he suddenly broke out in a grin and patted the wall next to where he sat. "Step right up, gentlemen, and I'll have you whipped into shape in no time!" Eric cried like a circus ringleader slipping into the water between Mike's legs. "I remind you that under no circumstances do we accept responsibility for anything, and ask you to leave with all appendages we might slice off." "You better not, dufus, or I'll slice off your head!" I watched Mike shift uneasily as Eric dragged the towel closer to his immediate reach. Eric ran his hands through the bushy brown pubic hair before him, pulling it out like a comb. Unheard words passed between them, until I saw Mike nod his head yes. Eric picked up the small beard trimmer and began to cut the hairs from his friend's crotch starting at the top, working his way down in steady strips until Mike's turgid cock lay in his hand to trim what little fur grew along his rod. As turned on as I was by the sight of these two boys, I was amused to note my reaction to seeing the hairs rain down into the pool: irritated that they would be caught in the filter. Silently laughing, I dismissed the concern and refocused my attention to Eric applying a thick coat of shaving cream to Mike's increasingly hairless crotch. Moments later, I saw a new bare beauty on the side of the pool; Mike's erect penis bobbed before him, framed by the whiteness of his waist. Eric carefully rinsed off the razor in the pool and wrapped the odd items up in the towel before setting them aside. "Well? What do you think of that?" Eric asked as he pulled down on the tip of Mike's prick, letting it go to spring back with a smack against his friend's now bare belly. "God, Eric. Right now I'm just so horny! I could fuck a water fountain!" Mike's fingertips traced his new smoothness lightly even as Eric slipped back into the pool and moved between his legs. I could see only the back of Eric's head as he bent to take his friend's hardness into his mouth. I watched his head bob up and down, occasionally twisting side to side before I saw his face look up into that of his friends. "Hmmm... You taste good! You still gonna fuck that water fountain?" Mike leaned over to kiss Eric; I could see tongues fluttering between the boys before he broke off to reply, "No, you will do just fine." In a flash of sheeting water, Eric hoisted himself from the pool, pausing only to shake the water dripping from a hand on Mike. Eric lay back on a long chaise lounge, slouched low with his head barely elevated on the backrest, legs drawn up and feet apart. "I thought you'd never ask! There is a condom and some lube in the towel," Eric said simply as he slowly stroked his erect cock while the other hand absently fingered his ass. I couldn't hear anything if Mike replied; I watched him stand up, fish the items from the towel and approach my boy as he lay there with his legs open, inviting what I knew would follow. After a quick kiss, Eric prepared his friends cock to fuck him; first lubing up Mike's cock head, then rolling on the condom, and then applying some more lube to the latex encased prick in front of him. After another quick kiss, Mike knelt between Eric's legs and began to finger him. After only a few minutes I watched the two boys merge into one as Mike patiently slid his erectness into Eric's hole. Even from the distance of the window I could see the set of Mike's jaw. Every time Mike would push more of his dick into my boy, Eric's toes would clench and release even as his ankles ringed his young lover's neck. Short on foreplay, I knew this fuck would be a fast one too; quickly Mike got into his role until the muscles of his back rippled in a quickly repeating pattern as he thrust in and out of the hot ass I knew so well. I couldn't see much of Eric except his calves and feet as they were thrust over his head by Mike's shoulders. It wasn't long before I saw a hand release the lounge to reach between the heaving bodies. I smiled to see that elbow jerk back and forth as Eric jacked his cock while Mike impaled his 15-year old boy hole. "Oh gawd I'm cumming, Ungh! Eric!" Mike's face contorted in ecstasy as he continued to slam into my boy's ass. Quickly his movements went rigid as he shot his load. Still watching from the window, I could see Mike's body relax as the boys entered a tight embrace, his soft cock still inside my boy's rosy hole. They were tonguing deeply, a post fuck activity I enjoyed greatly with Eric. I knew Eric's cum would be bonding them together chest to chest; I smiled to myself, waiting for them to both jump in the pool to clean up. Mike rolled over face flush with sexual release, slipped off the full condom from his now flaccid teen cock, to say "Damn Eric, you're fine!" Eric laughed, his feet now on the ground, knees bent, a hand idly caressing his cum slick belly before moving to caress Mike's bare sex mound. I could see the glint of lube on his ass cheeks. "Hmmm I'm glad you liked it; I know I did." Eric sat up facing his friend, his hand becoming more active on Mike's teen cock. I was amazed to see it begin to respond, becoming hard again with the vigor of teen vitality. I could only watch the muscles of Eric's back ripple in the sun's warmth as he bent over to take his friends cum slick cock into his mouth... and throat I'm sure. I sat back in the chair, eyes closed reliving the heat of watching Mike fuck my son, both of their bodies bare and gleaming. Even as I jacked on my cock, I could hear Mike egging Eric on with his moans and comments of lust from the pool deck. I was again greeted by the unmistakable sounds of orgasm just as I too shot my load onto the carpet. Quickly sounds of two young bodies plunging into the pool followed by raucous horseplay filled my room. After taking a quick shower and changing into a pair of my favorite tan canvas shorts and a loose maroon shirt, I went downstairs to meet the boys. "Hi guys...having a good afternoon?" I asked walking into the kitchen. Mike turned a bright red color and tried to hide his nakedness behind the low wall separating the kitchen from the family room. Eric was calm and cool as ever as I walked up behind him. "Oh, hey, Hi. How long have you been home?" he asked turning quickly to glance at me before returning his attention to the sandwiches he was making. "Oh, not long." I played off that I'd seen and enjoyed their afternoon escapade. Walking up behind Eric, I glanced over his shoulder at the roast beef sandwiches he was adding horseradish to. My hand gently caressed his bare ass before my middle finger settled on his crack and worked its way against his still slick and fuck puckered hole. Eric turned and smiled at me as I slipped the tip of my finger into his hot body. "I like your handi-work... can I try? I asked. Mike almost choked on the soda he was drinking; I grinned at him and laughed, but then reached out to snag one of the sandwiches. Taking a bite I said, "Mmmm, Tastes good! You guys interested in an afternoon sail? Once we're off shore, you can even work on your tans!" We did in fact enjoy an afternoon and evening of sailing, although it was late in the afternoon before we got offshore any distance and, therefore, a bust on the tanning. Returning after dark we were presented with the electric magnificence of the city's lights twinkling across the water. On the way home Eric asked if Mike could spend the night. Quickly we were back near home and dropping off Mike at his house to pick up some things. Sitting in the darkness waiting, I thought to myself that he wouldn't need anything besides his birthday suit and a toothbrush at our house. Quiet filled the truck as Eric and I sat there waiting until he spoke up; "How much did you see this afternoon?" "All of it I guess." I could feel him shift uncomfortably in the seat beside me. A pause followed. "Umm. Are you mad?" "Mad?" I looked at him. "Mad? No. Not at all. I figured you two were messing around. I'm glad to see you used a condom though." I smiled at him as I looked at his nervous face. Immediately I was rewarded with a smile back. "Cool. Thanks. Umm. Did you get to watch us do the nasty?" Now Eric was getting warmed up. Seems like he had turned the tables on me! "Yep! That will make quite the video spot on the 11 O'clock news won't it?" "Ha! You wish!" Now we were both laughing at the idea of an image of the two teens fucking flashing across the NBC nightly news. Suddenly Eric got quiet. I looked at him, and he grinned back. "You know Mike thinks you're hot?" Eric said. "Ha! Me?" I felt my cheeks flush red, thankfully hidden in the darkness. "Yeah, he does." Now it was Eric's turn to blush. "You're the only guy for me, kiddo. Thanks for telling me though!" I truly didn't want him to think that his friend would threaten his place in my life or that I would be hunting his bud's ass either! "No prob. Gotta admit though; he could spice things up with the three of us!" "Sheez! You're insatiable," I replied as Mike came running out his front door, his mother waving to us all. "That's right; now take me and fuck me old man!" He jested. "Old man eh?? Tonight, I think you will have to talk to Mike about that," I said as the door opened and Mike climbed back in. "Talk to me about what, Eric?" Mike asked, simultaneously closing the door and shoving his small bag over the back seat into the rear cargo area. The remaining five minutes until we got home was relatively quiet, except for the sporadic whispers of the boys in the back followed by some muffled giggling. After pulling into the garage and unloading the sail bags and cockpit cushions we'd brought home from the boat, I settled into the library office while the boys raided the fridge and watched TV. After an hour or so I got up and walked into the great room, there lay the boys next to each other on the floor watching things explode in some movie. Their heads propped up on hands and elbows, eyes intent on the action. I smiled from the passageway to see that their bare calves pressed against the others. "Night guys." I said turning and heading up the stairs. "Night!" came the chorus behind me. Tonight would be one of the rare nights I slept alone in this house. I wondered how long it would be before the boys got more serious about their play. Leaving them to their peace, I stretched out and was soon asleep. It felt only like moments had passed when I jerked awake at the feel of someone walking into the room. As my eyes adjusted to the gray moonlight filtering through the curtains, I could see Eric, naked, gently climbing onto the bed. "Hey guy. What are you doing here?" I asked still in a sleepy haze, one hand rubbing my face, the other reaching out to my boy. "I didn't want you to be alone all night." I could more feel the smile, than see it, as Eric first snuggled into me and then leaned over for a kiss. One kiss led to another, each deeper and more intimate than the last, my hand caressing the smoothness of his chest, down to his smooth sex, and across his bubbled ass. "Hmmm. You're a little sticky. I couldn't imagine how that happened." I said wondering how much was sweat, how much was saliva, and how much boy cum. "I have no idea!" Eric protested meekly. "Wanna make some more?" Eric had rolled full on top of me and had begun to hump his again erect cock into my belly. Our legs slowly slithered together, my long hairy legs against his smooth shorter legs. Kissing him again, our tongues slowly dancing inside his mouth, my hands encircled his waist and settled on his ass. Parting his young butt cheeks, my fingers descended into the hidden heat of his cleft. Feeling that he was still well lubed from his earlier tryst with Mike, I slid two fingers straight into him. "Umm" Breaking the kiss, Eric's eyes flashing above his smiling face as he said, "Now you'll have to fuck me." "OK!" I replied pecking at his nose with my wet lips. "Sit on it tonight?" No words, but a smile returned, I watched as Eric sat up, throwing the light sheet to the foot of the bed. As he maneuvered around, my erect cock stood upright in the moonlight, foreskin pulled back, head glistening with smeared precum, shaft slowly pulsing as it rose from a small nest of trimmed pubes. Watching my boy, legs rippling, squat over my cock was a real treat. Using his hand to line up the bulb of my cock with his puckered hole, he settled his athletic young body down until he took the full length, clearly he had been warmed up for this exercise. We both leaned forward to meet, embrace, and kiss in the darkness as he began to rhythmically slide his butt up and down my bare cock. Leaning back, Eric humped himself faster, meeting my thrusts from below as he jacked on his erect cock. My hands went from caressing his body, to pulling at his nips jutting from nickel sized rings, to supporting his buttocks. My nose pressed into the fold of his shoulder, his clean scent of boyhood and sex filled my nose as my ears took in the gentle sounds of slapping skin and protesting bed. All too quickly, I surged up from the bed, burying my cock as deep into my son as possible, shooting my seed into the clutching tightness of my son's rectum, while he frantically lashed at his teen prick until thin ropes of cum arced out to land across my chest. We rested together for a while, still coupled, until finally Eric whispered into my ear. "I gotta go before Mike misses me." "See you in the AM stud!" I said softly, kissing him as he slowly parted from me. What neither of us had noticed during our tryst was Mike standing naked and erect in the total blackness of the shadows beyond the open bedroom door. He had woken up when Eric left the bed they were sharing and had gone to investigate when Eric didn't return. Somewhat confused, he'd just watched his best friend have tender sex with his father, or at least his foster father he corrected himself. Confused or not, Mike couldn't resist stroking his own cock in the darkness while he watched Robert's larger tool slide into the confines of his friends body. He had done the same thing only earlier that evening. Seeing the culmination of our union, Mike came into the tightness of his hand, semen oozing between fingers and dripping on the floor as his body shuddered with erotic thrill. Gripped with post ejaculation let down, Mike slipped deeper into he darkness of the house and returned to Eric's room and the waiting bed.