Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2005 05:14:56 -0700 (PDT) From: Bill Subject: Just Like Old Times 3 Just Like Old Times - Part 3 (Time: Late summer, 1990) When the man kissed his wife good-bye on Wednesday morning, he tried to avoid thinking that by nightfall he'd be entertaining two naked 13-year-old boys in the king-size bed upstairs. "I hope your mom's operation goes well tomorrow. Give my best to your folks," he said as he set off for work. "I'll call this evening. Have a good flight." "Good-bye, Bill," said the smiling woman. "Good-bye, Daddy!" called his 7-year-old daughter as the car backed out the driveway. His 10-year-old son waved and said "See you on Friday, Dad". As he drove off, he felt a pang of guilt. He really shouldn't be doing this. What if his wife found out? What if his kids did? But as thoughts of Bobby filtered back into his consciousness, the guilt was promptly squelched... overwhelmed by his erotic urges. It had been 5 days since his last encounter with the self-confident young hustler, and he was as impatient and excited as a little kid awaiting Christmas. The man's imagination was going wild with fantasies about mind-blowing three-way sex with young boys. Everything had been going perfectly... his wife and kids would be 400 miles away... Bobby and this other kid named Travis were scheduled to meet him in the park at 9:00... he had even stopped masturbating, so he would be fully primed. That evening, as the sun went down, he called his wife at her parents' house, then showered and shaved, and picked out clothing that might appeal to the boys... a torso-hugging polo shirt with the logo of his college varsity swim team, some designer jeans, and square-toed western boots. Then he set out for the city and the large woodland park that bordered Bobby's neighborhood. Arriving at the designated spot, he switched off his headlights, turned onto the side road, and parked behind the big open-air picnic pavilion. In the last little remnant of the day's light he saw two boys, sitting atop one of the tables. The man got out of the car and walked toward them. He could make out the features of the boys better... Bobby with his dark hair and tan skin... and a blond kid, about the same age, who was cute beyond belief. This was going to be a great night! "Hi Bobby!" called the man, as he walked up to the picnic table. "And you must be Travis." "Hey!" said Bobby with a smile and a little wave. "So I finally get to meet the guy I've been hearing so much about," said Travis in a slightly effeminate voice. "I can see why Bobby has a crush on you." "Travis!! I never said..." howled Bobby. He punched Travis, hard, in his upper arm. "You asshole! I oughta..." "Don't hit me!" squealed Travis, giggling as he cringed. "I'll shut up! I promise! Don't hit me again!" "It's OK, Bobby," said the man. "I can tell he just trying to yank your chain." "Yeah; he's good at that," mumbled the dark-haired boy as he stood up. "So, are you guys ready to go?" Both boys nodded. "Then hop in. You ever been in a jacuzzi hot tub? I've got one on the back patio." "Awesome!" said the boys, almost in unison, as they climbed into the big Lexus sedan. As they drove the 20 minutes to the man's house in the suburbs, Bobby fooled with the radio, looking for edgy rock music. He also let his hand wander along the man's leg, and up to his crotch. The man did the same to him, though they didn't get into seriously overt sexual play. Travis, in the back seat, was a regular chatterbox. He kept up a running conversation about a wide assortment of subjects, such as popular culture a la People Magazine; the music of boy bands and pop divas; and a childishly simplistic take on politics. As they pulled into the man's driveway, the boys were clearly impressed with the upscale neighborhood. "Wow! Your house is huge!" said Travis. "Yeah; really!" Bobby chimed in. The man pushed the automatic garage door opener and drove in. Nobody would see them getting out of the car. Entering the kitchen from the garage, the man went to the refrigerator. "Get you guys something to drink? A soda? Beer? Wine cooler?" "Beer for me," said Bobby. "What kinda coolers you got?" asked the blond-haired boy, sidling up beside the man and snatching a Bartles and Jaymes from the rack on the door. The man got beers for himself and Bobby. "Let's go in the living room and get comfortable," said the man. "Pick out a CD if you like." Bobby raced ahead through the tastefully-decorated room and made a beeline for the hi-tech stereo. The boy scanned through the racks of CDs, rejecting the "oldies" from the 70s and early 80s. "You got the new George Thorogood... that should be OK," he said, and in a moment the strains of raucous guitar and wailing sax filled the living room. Bobby and Travis were standing in the center of the room, taking swigs of their drinks and moving their hips to the music as the man looked on. He was charmed as always by Bobby's cheerful self-confidence and handsome looks, and aroused by the sexiness of the Travis's gorgeous face and slender body. Bobby drank the last of his beer and put down the bottle. "Want us to get undressed, Billy?" Before getting the obvious reply, Bobby began stripping off his clothes, followed immediately by Travis doing the same. The tee shirts slid over their heads and jeans down their legs. Bobby, wearing only snug white briefs, had solid shoulders and a wiry torso just starting to show some muscle definition. Travis wore red bikini-style briefs, and had a more androgynous body... rail-thin and with delicate features... but it was clear from the bulge in those briefs that he had a decent-sized dick for a 13-year-old. As the man sat back on the sofa to watch, rubbing his hardening cock through his jeans, the two boys were dancing around playing air-guitar in their underpants. The man wondered if they had ever watched the scene in the Tom Cruise movie "Risky Business". Then Bobby began a strip-tease, slowly lowering his underpants as he watched the man's reaction. The man was totally mesmerized, eagerly watching as the boy's meager batch of pubic hairs came into view, then... slowly and teasingly... the beautiful penis and balls. He slid the briefs down the rest of the way and kicked them off. Travis stayed off to the side, letting the dark-haired boy have center stage. Bobby was dancing in front of the man in a bump-and-grind that made his hardening cock bounce and sway erotically. Then he turned around and rubbed his hands sensuously around his smooth slender ass. When he turned back around to face the man, his circumcised dick was all the way hard, the 5-inch boner pointing up toward the ceiling. He glowed with pride at the lustful hunger in the man's eyes. Now it was Travis's turn to strip, and he came up withing 2 feet of the man and moved in slow, sexy motions as he ran his hands all over his torso and ass and thighs... then pulled down the front of his skimpy briefs just enough for the man to see he was completely hairless. He turned his back to the man and pulled down the waistband in back to reveal his perfect little round butt, then teasingly slid the waistband back up. Turning back to face the man and standing very close, Travis thrust his crotch forward. "Pull down my underpants, Billy," he said in a sultry voice. 'Oh, God. Yes!' thought the man, as he reached out to lower the boy-panties, revealing a stunningly erotic 4-inch soft penis. The cock-head was only half-hidden by its sheath of foreskin. Plump adolescent balls hung in a dangling sack. And as the man fondled it, the penis lengthened and thickened... quickly pulsing to a beautiful boy-boner... perhaps a half-inch longer than Bobby's, and a bit thicker. It was totally hairless, and the foreskin receded behind the nicely flared, pale-purple cock-head. The impressive boner was unexpected on the slender boyish body, and the man dipped his head down to give it a good suck. But Travis danced away, still teasing, and kicked his briefs across the room. Now the two boys were back together, totally naked, standing face-to-face... boner-to-boner. Each boy held his erection at its base, and brought it forward until the cock-heads touched. "Ever seen guys do a sword-fight with boners?" Bobby asked the man, as his erection slid against Travis's, directed by his fingers. "Not since I was your age," replied the man, rubbing his own hard cock and thinking about how much this scene was just like old times with his buddies, back when he was a 13-year-old. Watching the two boys engage in sex play seemed even more erotic than when he had first witnessed such scenes 25 years before. Then Travis leaned forward and whispered in Bobby's ear. Bobby grinned and whispered something back. Then all of a sudden.... "Attack!!" shouted the naked boys as they ran over to the sofa and jumped on the seated man, wrestling with him as they pulled his clothing off. The man didn't resist, of course, and in two minutes he was as naked as Bobby and Travis. The man happily wrestled with the two squirming boys on top of him. He could easily have tossed their light bodies off of him, but he craved the delightful feeling of their bare skin... their wonderfully stiff boy-cocks... rubbing against him. "Let's do a 3-way sword-fight," suggested Bobby. They all stood in a tight circle, left arms around each others' shoulders, right hands on their dicks, and brought their erections together in the center. The three cock-heads slipped and slid together, lubricated by a flow of pre-cum emerging from the man's throbbing penis. "How 'bout if I suck you guys?" asked Travis, with a sincere, eager look on his face. "God, yes!" said the man. The boy dropped to his knees, reached out, and took a hard cock in each hand... Bobby's slender and smooth 5-incher, and the man's plump, veined 6 inches. The man and dark-haired boy still stood hip-to-hip, with arms around each other's shoulder, and Travis brought the erections as close together as he could. He began tonguing the two cock-heads, both at once. Then he stretched his lips extra-wide and took both into his mouth, his tongue slathering all around them. Travis couldn't take both boners more than an inch or so into his mouth, so he began alternating between the two... sucking the man's cock aggressively for 30 seconds while he jacked Bobby's... then switching to suck Bobby's cock for 30... then back. And then he stayed on the larger cock, as Bobby moved around behind the man. As Travis's head bobbed up and down on the man's erection, taking it expertly and effortless to the hilt, time after time, Bobby wrapped his arms around the man's torso. The man was justifiably proud of his well-defined pecs and abs, the product of years of regular work-outs at the gym, and Bobby caressed him eagerly and admiringly. The boy ran his fingers through the soft brown chest hair, toyed for a while with the man's nipples, then slid one hand across the man's hard belly and down to cup his balls. Bobby was 8 inches shorter than the man, and his face rested against the man's upper back, while his stiff boy-cock rubbed between the man's inner thighs. "That's so good! Suck me deep! Oh, yeah; like that! Pinch my nipples harder!" The man's head was thrown back and his face contorted with pleasure that coursed throughout his body. He was at the center of a boy-sandwich... a wild sex-fantasy come true. But it only got better. Travis's hand reached between the man's legs and his fingers moved up to the man's butt, massaging the ass cheeks, and working their way into the crack to tickle his asshole. Travis's finger left for a second, then returned, spit-laden, to insinuate itself into the anal pucker. "Oh, God! That's incredible!" moaned the man, and his hips involuntarily thrust forward, driving his cock forcefully into the boy's throat. The boy hungrily devoured every centimeter of thick cock meat. Bobby's tongue was now licking the man's back... his fingers pinching the nipple with incredibly exquisite pleasure-pain... his other hand squeezing tighter on the man's balls. Travis's mouth was moving up and down... twisting side-to-side... as his finger probed deeper, finding the magic spot in the man's rectum and rubbing it gently. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, Jesus, yes! I'm gonna... AGHHHH!" The pent-up sperm in the man's balls exploded into Travis's mouth. Blasts of hot semen pulsed from the spasming cock, dripping down the boy's chin as he swallowed again and again. The boy's finger continued the prostate massage as the man's anus clenched rhythmically, overwhelming the man's body with almost unbearable raw pleasure. "Enough!... Oh, Jesus... I can't take any more!" howled the man, as his body was blasted with hyper-stimulation. The boys backed off, leaving the man stunned... his nipples and balls deliciously throbbing... his cock and asshole still spasming with residual mini-orgasms. "Let's do the hot tub," said Bobby, and he grabbed the man's hand to pull him toward the door to the back yard. "Can we get another drink, Billy?" asked Travis. "Sure. Help yourself," said the man, regaining consciousness and smiling, as he watched the two naked 13-year-olds run into the kitchen, their boners swaying and bobbing. The new tingle that ran through the man's body suggested that his sexual energy would be recharging faster than usual, reviving itself quickly for another round of lust. "Jesus!... and we're just getting started," he murmured to himself, glad that he'd saved up his sperm for almost a week. Out on the back deck, in the warm summer air, the fiberglass spa was bathed in subtle lighting. Fencing and tall shrubs shielded it from the view of neighboring houses. The man clicked a switch that turned on a dozen quiet water jets, as the three of them climbed from the surrounding wood deck into the 100-degree (38 C) water. Leaning back against smooth built-in seats, all three said "ahhhh!" as they sank shoulder-deep into the water. "Wow! This feels great!" said Bobby in a loud joyous voice, taking a long pull on his bottle of beer. He was quickly shushed by the man. With a neighboring house less than 60 feet away, he didn't want to raise any suspicions. As they relaxed in the water, their feet were all together in the center of the 6-foot diameter tub. What began as inadvertent contact quickly developed into a 3-way underwater game of "footsie"... three pairs of feet rubbing against each other... then sliding along legs... inevitably seeking out crotches. The man stretched his legs out so his feet were fondling each boy's stiff cock. The boys, in turn, each had a foot rubbing against the man's penis. "You guys are getting me hard again!" said the man quietly, a smile of satisfaction glowing on his face. "How about if we have some more fun?" "Wanna suck me?" asked Travis, letting his body float up so his beautiful boner rose above the surface of the water. "I want to suck both of you." The man arranged the two boys side-by-side, arms around each other's shoulder, sitting up on the side of the tub. Kneeling in the water before them, the man felt up both warm, wet erections and the dangling ball-sacks. They were so beautiful... Bobby with the very beginnings of pubic hair... Travis with nearly invisible blond peach-fuzz... each possessing an utterly gorgeous example of young-adolescent genitals. The man kissed Bobby's cock-head, then Travis's... then back to Bobby's to let the slender glans slide between his lips, running his tongue all around the head, then down the shaft all the way to the base. Then the same treatment for Travis's slight thicker cock... with the added novelty of a foreskin with which his lips and tongue could play. Back and forth he went... a minute sucking Bobby's delicious cock... a minute on Travis's delightful boner... then back to Bobby. Whichever boy wasn't in his mouth was getting jacked by his hand. He was like a kid with free reign of a candy store, grabbing and gobbling up every succulent treasure in view. He marveled that sucking a 13-year-old was so much more erotic than sucking a man... and sucking two at once was absolute heaven! His mouth was working up and down the shafts, his tongue slathering every bit of cock-flesh... giving special attention to each smooth, hot glans... toying with each piss-slits... one hand fondling a ball-sack while the other masturbated a cock. And the boys were loving it! Bobby and Travis were squirming with sexual pleasure, leg muscles tensing, hugging each other tighter. Each had a hand on the man's head, gently encouraging the rhythmic bobbing of his head. "I'm gettin' close!" gasped Travis. "Oh, yeah! Me too!" said Bobby. The man pulled his mouth away and began jacking both of the boy-boners... one in each fist... fast and firmly. The boys were groaning with extreme lust (too loudly, but the man was temporarily oblivious to what the neighbors might hear). Up and down his hands raced... sliding Travis's foreskin with his fist, and running his thumb and forefinger in a circle back and forth across the ridge of Bobby's circumcised cock-head. "Oh!... Oh!... I'm cummin'!" gasped Bobby, as the man opened his mouth just above his masturbating hand to catch the spurt of cum. And while Bobby's sperm was still gushing, Travis crashed over the edge into orgasm. "Oh, God!... Here it cums!" he yelped, as his first shot hit the man's face. The man quickly moved his mouth to catch the rest... a second helping of delicious boy-semen. The man's hands kneaded both cocks, gently milking the last of their cum, and moving his mouth from one penis to the other to lick it from each piss-slit as it oozed out. "Awesome!" groaned Bobby. "Man! You're a great cocksucker!" said Travis. The man flinched momentarily. Cocksucker. It had always been the ultimate insult. Cocksucker. He ran the word over in his brain. Yes; that's what he was. The boy had meant it as a compliment, and it was true. In spite of being married for 15 years, his greatest sexual pleasure came from cocksucking... from servicing a warm, stiff erection with his mouth... most especially, from worshiping the hot boner of a horny 13-year-old. "Let's go inside, guys," said the man, his mind finally registering that the neighbors may have gotten an earful. "Want to watch some porn? I got some good videos." "Sure!" they both said in unison. Grabbing towels that the man had left by the door, they headed inside. Up in the master bedroom, the man had prepared in advance for the next round of action. Earlier in the evening he'd fetched his porn videos from their hiding place and lined them up next to the 36-inch TV. The covers were stripped off the king-size bed, leaving only a satin bottom sheet. Six pillows sat atop. The lights were dimmed, and a bottle of lube sat on the bedside table. "Pick out a tape and load it in the VCR," said the man. The boys perused the collection and immediately got into a dispute. Bobby wanted hetero porn; Travis wanted gay. "I guess I'll have to settle it," said the man. "We'll go with the Bi tape that I just got today." The man and boys propped up the pillows against the headboard and settled back to watch the all-sex, no-plot video featuring a diverse cast who appeared three at a time... some scenes with two men and a woman; others with two women and a man. It wasn't long before the boys and man were massaging their cocks... all of them getting hard and horny again. Travis turned his attention away from the screen and began running his hands over the man's muscular chest and arms. He rose to his knees, facing the man, and whispered in his ear, "You have such an incredible body!" He brought his lips to the man's mouth and gave him a sloppy tongue kiss while reaching down to stroke the man's cock. The man felt a surge of erotic energy at the boy's blatant seduction, and he returned the kiss, pulling Travis onto his lap, and they began making out in earnest. "I'm so hot for you!" said the boy breathlessly when the kiss broke. "I'll bet you want to fuck me, don't you?" he said in a sultry feminine voice as he wrapped his arms more tightly around the man's neck. On the screen, one actor was licking the actress's slit while a second actor fucked the first from behind. "I'll bet you wanna do that... pump your handsome cock into my boy-pussy." He reached down and gave the man's erection several more firm strokes, as his tongue snaked back in the man's mouth. Then he slid off the man's lap and positioned himself face-down, with his knees tucked under, showing off his round butt to the man. He reached back and pulled his ass cheeks apart to reveal his pink anal pucker, making the muscle flex open. The man turned to Bobby, sitting beside him and silently raised his eyebrows. The boy just shrugged, with a somewhat embarrassed grin, at the wantonness of his friend. "I think I'd like to watch Bobby fuck you first," the man told Travis. "Cool! Come on, Bobby. Get my ass all lubed me up for Billy with your cum." "Sure thing, Trav. You know I always like to fuck you," replied the dark-haired lad, as he reached over and gave the other boy's upraised ass a gentle slap. Travis grabbed one of the thick pillows and clutched it to his chest, kneeling with his legs splayed wide. Bobby reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the bottle of lube, applying a generous coating to his boner. "Oh, Bobby. Fuck me good," said the boy with a hungry urgency as he looked back over his shoulder. Bobby got into position behind Travis, stroking his cock in one hand and fingering the boy's asshole with the other. The man knelt beside the boys, feasting his eyes on the unfolding scene, gazing close up as Bobby's erection came into contact with Travis's twitching anus. "Give it to me!" pleaded the effeminate blond boy, as Bobby's cock-head rubbed against the sensitive flesh and then pushed forward, being swallowed by the hole. The man was breathless as he watched, his face less than two feet away, as the 5-inch boner slid into the boy's fuck-hole. Travis was well-accustomed to being fucked... by men as well as boys... and he moaned with exquisite lust as his rectum was slowly filled. The forward progress of Bobby's lubed cock didn't stop until it was in all the way. "Oh baby! Yes! Fuck me hard!" said the bottom-boy, and Bobby did just as he asked. He pulled back, and then plunged forward... fast and firmly... raising a whimper of submissive pleasure from Travis. Then Bobby started to fuck in a steady, medium-tempo rhythm of fuck strokes... holding Travis's hip bones and pulling the ass toward him each time he thrust his hips forward. The man was the ultimate voyeur... watching the ultimate pornographic display. He ran his hands over both boys' bodies, reaching in to fondle Bobby's balls as they swung back and forth, and reaching around with his other hand to play with Travis's stiff penis. Then the man positioned himself on his back, sliding underneath Travis's body, with his face underneath Travis's up-raised crotch so he could watch the erotic scene in extreme close-up. As Travis's dangling balls bounced against the man's chin... and Bobby's balls against his forehead... the man's eyes were only two or three inches from the lubed cock fucking into the Travis's asshole. He watched as the anal flesh protruded slightly with each out-stroke, like pursed lips sucking during a blow-job. And he felt an incredible excitement each time the cock plunged back in the hole, right in front of his eyes. Meanwhile, Travis was in an ideal 69 position above the man, and he sank his mouth on the man's cock. He began sucking the man, but was careful not to work so intensely that the man orgasmed. Travis wanted the man's cock to be ready to fuck him after Bobby was through. The man began sucking Travis's balls, while his fingertips grazed the shaft of Bobby's erection as it emerged from Travis's hole and then plunged back. He formed his thumb and forefinger in a circle around the churning, slippery boy-cock, just outside Travis's anus, and applied pressure around the thrusting boner. It was like a second anal muscle, clenching on Bobby's cock, and the boy began to thrust harder, aroused intensely by the new sensation. The man and both boys were thrashing with pleasure, as Bobby fucked hard and fast, and Travis continued to suck the man's erection. The man had an incredible view as Bobby's ball-sack pulled up tight and then disgorged its load of cum into the other boy's innards, to the sound of lust-drenched grunts and moans. Several more hard thrusts, and then Bobby slid his out his throbbing, dripping boner. The man, still sucking Travis's balls, gazed at the dilated asshole... reddened and puffy from the workout, the muscle still spasming with pleasure. A drop of cum seeped out to drip onto the man's forehead. Travis's mouth popped off the man's boner. "Oh, Billy," he said. "Come around and fuck me. I gotta have a cock inside me again!" The man extricated himself from under the boy and rolled him over on his back, pushing Travis's legs back to the boy's chest. There would be no need to go slow... his cock was lubricated with saliva, and Travis's well-fucked ass was slick with lube and cum. "Oh yeah! Fuck me!" pleaded the boy, as the man positioned his erection and pushed forward. The boy's dilated asshole accepted him with ease, and Travis purred with delight as the man's thick cock sank into his rectum. With Travis's legs resting on the man's shoulders, he began to pump in and out, gasping with pleasure as he fucked an ass for the first time in his life. In all the many times fucking his wife... and before that, other women... he'd never tried the tighter hole; and he's always declined the offers by the men with whom he'd been trading blow-jobs over the past year. Looking down on Travis's beautiful delicate face, the man was aroused even more intensely by the sight of the boy's own sexual pleasure... his face twisting as each cock-thrust sent a new rush of ecstatic stimulation through the boy's body. Travis began to jack his boner, rapidly running the foreskin up and down over his cock-head, desperate to cum while he was being fucked. Travis was moaning his encouragement to be fucked harder and faster when the man felt Bobby hands on his thrusting ass... squeezing his balls... grasping a handful of ass-cheek and kneading it firmly... then rubbing a spit-slick finger against the flesh around his asshole. The man began bucking his hips, driving his cock relentlessly into the blond boy's tight ass. The room echoed with their raucous sex-noises. The orgasms came rapidly. First was Travis, his sperm shooting up onto his chest. The boy's anus was spasming all around the fast-thrusting boner, and this helped send the man into a convulsion of orgasmic bliss... his whole body short-circuiting, overloaded with sexual electricity. When he collapsed on top of Travis, their mouths joined, tongues merging, and they slid together on the puddles of semen across the boy's chest and belly. All three were exhausted from the work-out, and relaxed on the bed watching the video some more, hardly talking. Finally, the man proposed a shower, and they trooped into the large master-bath, where the lavish shower stall easily held three. The scene got boisterous, as their wet bodies wrestled playfully and they groped each other's dicks and asses. "Watch out! I gotta pee!" announced Travis, and he unleashed his flow on the other two, splattering against their legs and crotches and bellies, as surprised shouts and laughter echoed in the bathroom. Bobby and the man retaliated by aiming their penises at Travis and sending out dual streams of yellow in his direction. "Oh yeah!" said the blond-haired boy. "All over me!" He sank to his knees in the middle of the shower stall as hot piss from the two dicks hosed his face and hair and into his open mouth. The blissful look on the boy's face made the man jealous to be in his place, but he hid his desire. In only a minute, the interlude of pee-play was over, and they were washing up... then out of the shower and drying off. "Time to get you guys back. It's almost 11:15," said the man, looking at the bedside alarm clock. "I have work tomorrow. You have a curfew?" "Midnight during the summer," said Travis. "My Mom works the 3-to-11 at the hospital downtown," said Bobby. "She gets home about 11:30. As long as I'm there when she gets home, she's happy. And if I'm late... well she's a little pissed, but she gets over it." The drive home was relatively quiet... music on the radio... an occasional comment about the fun they'd had. When they got back to the park, the man said goodnight to Travis, but asked if Bobby could stay for a minute. Travis gave Bobby a wink as he exited the back door and walked off into the darkness. "Bobby... I was wondering. I had a great time doing the 3-way tonight, but I'd really like to... I mean, I want to be with you again... just you and me. Can I take you to my house again tomorrow night, just the two of us?" The boy smiled brightly. "I thought maybe you'd like Travis better. He does those things that I keep telling everybody I won't do, and... like... you know...." "Travis is fun, but I think you're fantastic, Bobby. I'm happy just being with you and doing the stuff you like. And I'll always respect your limits." The boy's face glowed with happiness, and he tried to say something, but the words weren't coming out. Instead, he leaned over close to the man, reached a hand behind the man's neck, and planted his warm, full lips on the man's mouth. The surprised man pulled the boy into his arms and returned the kiss, wet lips sliding together. Bobby didn't extend his tongue, and neither did the man, but for a full minute they shared a warm, loving (though not lustful) kiss. When they separated, Bobby's eyes were moist. "I... I really like you Billy! See you here tomorrow night at 9:00. OK?" "Absolutely!" said the man. And with that, the boy bounced out of the car and started walking quickly away. He turned and waved... then disappeared into the night. The man dabbed at his eyes with the back of his hand. "I love you too, Bobby." End of Part 3 bil47_new@yahoo.com