Date: Tue, 16 Dec 2014 13:00:36 -0800 From: garystratford@yahoo.com Subject: Lively Boys Part 8 Lively Boys [Part 8 - Lively Boys - a little voyeur] ***** Desire and need exist in various forms. For most of us it simmers below the surface and we feed it throughout our basic daily routine. Occasionally we need more of the carnal delights to satisfy our sexual urges than are readily available and sometimes we are curious enough to try something new. By now most of you know my stance on boys or at least hopefully you know that I believe boys to be sexual beings. No not that all of them are always only concerned with sex. However, sexual interaction between boys, between men, as well as between boys and men is a very natural occurrence that has no predefined outcome. Homosexual interaction between two males does not predestine them to be homosexual for the rest of their life nor does it in itself indicate one's sexual orientation. Boys, yes even those staunchly heterosexual ones, will on average say yes to a blowjob from another boy or even a man if they know they will not be publicly embarrassed for receiving it. A smaller number will even allow you to touch, caress, lick and even fuck their precious little asses. A larger percentage will allow you to touch them elsewhere to include touching their penises. Most crave the physical attention and contact of other males (boys and more so of men). Their desire to be accepted as a man is so ingrained that a few will submit to almost any type of test or ritual in order to gain that acceptance - even if there is a lot of discomfort and some pain. This story segment depicts such interaction through flashback as well as direct statement. This story depicts the sexual activity between an adult male and an underage boy. If you aren't supposed to be reading this type of story, then stop. Otherwise enjoy what you read. Gary - older male Lucas - teenage boy [13] Frankie - awesome young man twenty something Please let me know what you think (garystratford@yahoo.com). Oh, by the way, all of the material is Copyright protected and all rights reserved by the Author. Citations and quotes are referenced to their original proclamation and trace back to their original owners. ***** ...It was getting late in the day and heading quickly towards evening. The sun was setting and here in the mountains it would be dark sooner than if we were at home. "We need to be heading back." I said. Together we walked over to the Harley. I opened the trunk and we retrieved the bag of snacks. Lucas had gotten us some candy, some jerky and some sodas. We dug into the bag of jerky and finished rather quickly. We had a burping contest after chugging some of the soda. He giggled and burped more. I laughed at his boyishness and drank in his beauty. All boy for sure. We finished our snack and sodas. We packaged up the trash and put it in the trunk on the bike. We retrieved our coats and gear. I stood next to the Harley and was about to get on it when Lucas tugged at my jacket. I turned towards him and he motioned for me lean closer. As I leaned in close he pursed his lips and I followed suit and we kissed. After the kiss we hugged and Lucas said, "Thanks for bringing me here. I love you so much." "I love you too." I said. I hiked my leg over the seat and pulled the bike up off its kickstand. I started the bike and a few birds nesting in the trees took flight. Lucas climbed up behind me. I slowly motored the bike back towards the paved road. ***** Part 8 - Lively Boys - a little voyeur We stopped at the same gas station as we had on the way in. I always tried to keep the tank as full as possible. I topped off the tank and we both took the opportunity to use the restroom. I sent Jennifer a text to let her know we were getting on the freeway and heading to her place. We were soon motoring down the freeway. Darkness had fallen solidly and it was pushing 11:00 p.m. Long day for both Lucas and me. Especially after the long night of last night and all of its excitement. I turned on some tunes and relished in the feeling of the hugs I received from Lucas as he periodically clung to me. He had ridden with me before, but things were different on this ride, the ride up was sexually charged and the ride home seemed to be full of contented touch. We arrived at his house close to midnight. Good thing tomorrow was Sunday as he did not have any school. I pulled into the driveway. Of course the lights in the living room were on. As I turned the bike off and steadied it to allow Lucas to climb off, the front door opened and Jennifer came outside. I let the bike ease into the kickstand and climbed off myself. "Hi Mom." Lucas said, muffled since he still had the helmet on. He waved at her. Jennifer greeted us. "Hi honey. Hi Gary. Would you boys like some hot chocolate or something?" She offered. I gathered the helmets and the gloves and we both nodded. "Sounds like a plan. It is a little cool, not too bad though." I said. Lucas jogged up the stairs with me close behind. He paused to hug his Mom. "Love you." Lucas said. Jennifer hugged him back. "Hope you had fun. Wow, nice jacket." Jennifer said and with wide eyes looked at me. Lucas stepped inside and his boots clomped on the wood floor. "Yeah Mom, cool jacket huh? Uncle Gary bought it, these boots, some boot socks and these cool jeans." He said as he modeled a bit then headed for his room. Jennifer took one look at her son and I was surprised, pleased, but surprised she did not slug me. As he stripped off his big leather jacket he exposed the tight fitting, contoured clinging jeans, which accentuated that boy's hydraulics nicely and displayed his ass like a trophy. The jeans made even the average 13 year old boy look like he was well hung and bubble butt fit. Lucas went down the hall towards his room and Jennifer put a hand on my chest. She cocked her head and with raised eyebrows asked. "What were you thinking?" I played the innocent card. Shrugged my shoulders and responded. "What, doesn't he look cute in them?" I thought for sure mama bear was going to tear me limb from limb. "Ugghh, Gary. You know what I mean. He looks like a, a, a..." She couldn't find the right word so I tried to help her. "He looks like a nice sturdy boy. Calm down. He doesn't have to wear them to church or school." I said. We both went inside. Jennifer was still a bit upset with me. I understood, but hey you only live once. "Gary, don't ever buy him jeans like that again. Please?" She pleaded. "Okay, I promise. These will be his one and only pair." I offered. "My gosh Gary, he looked like he was on sale at boys r us or something." She scolded me. "Alright, point taken. You have to admit he looks gorgeous in them though." I pleaded. "Ohhhh, Gary. I am his mother, I cannot say that like you think I should be saying it." She cautioned. Then asked, "Besides, isn't he too young to look gorgeous?" I shrugged. "Okay, I will go in there and let him know that he should never wear those jeans again. That way you don't have to be too embarrassed by the whole situation. Just so you know, as long as he is with me he will never be in danger and you will never have to worry about someone taking advantage of him or something like that." I said. Jennifer nodded and hugged me. "Thank you." She said. I wandered down the hall and knocked on the door. "Come in." Came Lucas' voice from the other side of the door. I opened the door slowly and poked my head inside. As I closed the door I smiled and whispered "Are you decent?" Lucas giggled then blushed "Unless you need me naked for some reason, as you can see I am still fully dressed." He said in a hushed tone and giggled some more. I nodded. "You look great in those jeans." I said in a whisper and then added in a louder tone. "You should not wear those anymore." "My mom doesn't like them, huh?" He asked. I shook my head and smiled. "No, she doesn't. No appreciation for the finer things. She is your Mom though and that means she has the final say." I said. Lucas frowned slightly. "Okay." I patted his shoulder. "Pick your battles. Just know this is one not worth fighting. Besides, you can always keep them at my place in case you want to model them for some admiring fan." I suggested. That seemed to cheer him up. "Cool." He said. I hugged him. "Now, get out of them thar jeans." I said. Before I could actually add more, Lucas took advantage of my pause and cocked his eyebrows and licked his lips then started to strip. "Yes sir, Uncle Gary." He said. I rolled my eyes. Lucas shucked off those tight jeans faster than I thought possible. He stood there in socks, t-shirt and boxers. He hooked his thumbs in the boxers and while I would have enjoyed the show, I shook my head and laughed. "Silly boy. Not now." I whispered. Lucas stopped and kept his boxers on as I turned and headed out the door. "Remember your Mom is out here with some hot chocolate for us." I said. "Be out in a few seconds." Lucas stated. I closed the door behind me and wandered down the hall back into the living room. Jennifer came out of the kitchen with the cups of hot chocolate. I took off my coat and hung it in the closet in the hall. I took one of the cups and held it in my hands and sipped slowly. "Mmmm, good. Thank you." I said. "You are welcome. Thanks for being with Lucas." Jennifer said. I looked into my hot chocolate. "Jennifer, thanks for thinking about me and um sending your brave little soldier to keep me safe." I said somberly. She smiled at me. "You know, it was his idea." She confided then continued. "I figured he would be safe with you and if you had him to worry about you would calm down a bit." I nodded and sighed. All I could think about was him submitting to my sexual urges and demands and how he bravely endured the harsh deflower. At least he had forgiven me. Jennifer smiled at me. I sat down on the couch and she sat next to me. She looked at me. "You know, he thinks the world of you." I nodded. "Yes, that seems to be very true. He is a wonderful boy." I confirmed. "I am sorry I messed up by inviting Robert." Jennifer stated. I rolled my eyes. "You didn't know, no one knew, not even me, that he had gotten married." I said and then added. "Don't worry about it. Everything will run its course as it needs to, so we have to wait and see." I finished and then sipped some more hot chocolate. The door to Lucas' room opened and he came out then wandered down the hall. He was dressed in pajamas, slippers and his bathrobe. Still cute as hell, at least I thought so. He joined us in the living room. Jennifer greeted him. "Lucas, did you have a nice time with Uncle Gary here up at the loop and in the forest?" She asked. He smiled. "Yep, great time." He answered. He smiled at me and continued. "Thanks for taking me up there and for the talk and such, for being there with me and sharing." He stated. I nodded. "No problem. I am glad you enjoyed it." I stated. Lucas took a couple of sips of hot chocolate. He yawned a big yawn and that caught his mother's attention. She glanced at her watch. "Lucas honey, it is really late. I know I made the hot chocolate and all, but I think you need to go to bed." She instructed. Lucas nodded and took a big sip of hot chocolate. He set his mug down, got up from the chair, came over and gave his Mom a big hug and kissed her on the cheek. "Love you Mom, night night." He said. Jennifer hugged him back and patted his back. "Love you too, honey. Remember to brush your teeth." She reminded him. Lucas nodded and then came over and hugged me, kissed me on the cheek as well. "Good night Uncle Gary. Love you." He said. I hugged him back and kissed his cheek in return. "Love you too, Lucas. Good night." I said. He started walking down the hall back to his room. "Lucas, thanks for keeping me safe the other night." I said. He stopped and turned around. He smiled and said. "Anytime. I love you." He restated. Jennifer looked at me. "Did you tell him you were not his father?" She asked. I looked at her and confirmed I had indeed done just that. "Yes, was a fairly emotional thing for me." I answered. I placed my hand on Jennifer's thigh and squeezed it. "I would have loved to be able to tell him he was my son, but I am okay knowing he is not. He is a wonderful boy." I reaffirmed. Jennifer nodded. She smirked. I looked at her and said. "You know, the last time I recall seeing that look on your face, we did something very stupid." I said. She shook her head and shrugged. "Maybe careless, but I wouldn't say stupid. In the end I enjoyed every minute of it and never had any regrets." She offered. "Gary, I care about you and would do it all over again." I sighed. I looked down the hallway, thinking of Lucas and some of the things he and I shared on a physical level. Yes, sexually, but no I was not going to tell his Mom about it. "Lucas and I talked about several things, the primary thing was that I told him I was definitely not his real biological father, but that I truly love him as a son. We also chatted about our baby and about how that baby was not born because of a miscarriage. I hope I did not overstep my bounds too much." I stated. Jennifer nodded and misted up a bit. "I thought he might bring it up. You know that place really makes one open to conversation." She said and then added. "No, you did not overstep any bounds. In fact, you are so much like a father for him that virtually anything you wanted to discuss would be okay I suppose. He is only thirteen, so I don't know how much he really understands regarding those types of deep discussions." She stated and then went on to add something surprising. "Even Craig trusted you and really appreciated who you were and how much your friendship to me meant. He once confided that you made him comfortable and that he respected you and you taught him not to be bigoted about gay folks. He may never have gotten the opportunity to tell you, but it frustrated him that the Army and the military in general treated gays so differently and that whole don't ask, don't tell was pure bullshit." She confided. I nodded. "Craig was a nice guy. I am glad to have known him." I said. Jennifer added more. "I believe Craig would be very comfortable knowing you were around to look after us and be a strong man in Lucas' life." I nodded. "That is good to know." I said. We sat next to each other silently for a few minutes. We sipped our hot chocolate. I stretched and yawned. "Jennifer, thanks for the hot chocolate. I need to head home." I said. Jennifer reached out and touched my thigh. I looked at her hand and I reached out and squeezed it with mine as I shook my head. She looked at me. "Gary, why don't you just spend the night." She offered. I looked down the hall towards Lucas' room. I thought to myself, 'Maybe if I could share his bed tonight, I would accept' and then answered her. "Remember what I said about stupid mistakes?" I quipped. She sighed. "Can't blame me for trying." She countered. I nodded. "I really don't want to complicate our relationship more than it already is and I love you too much as friend to subject you to my sexual perversions." I stated. At least she laughed. I set my empty cup down on the tray. I leaned over and kissed Jennifer on the cheek. I held her hand tightly in mine. "I would do it because you asked me and I am sure you may even have some fun, but I really can't." I said as I stood up. I put my coat on and Jennifer walked me to the door. She kissed me on the cheek and hugged me. "Good night Gary. I love you." She said. I responded. "Good night Jennifer. I love you as well." I walked down the stairs towards my motorcycle. I started it and waved bye as Jennifer went back inside. I pointed the bike towards home and drove. Within 45 minutes or so I was home and I maneuvered the bike into the garage. I closed up the garage, went inside the house, turned off the alarm and then reset the alarm. I noticed the blinking light on my home phone that indicated one or more messages was waiting in voicemail. I walked over to the phone and retrieved the message. It was Frankie's voice. "Hi, um, Gary. Frankie here. Just wanted to make sure I called to let you know I really do want to get together. How about coffee tomorrow afternoon and um breakfast Monday morning? Ha, ha, Seriously, though, coffee at least and then we can go from there. Call me." I saved the message and hung up the phone. Well I thought to myself that at least we could have some coffee, with cream. Ah, I am such a slut sometimes. I went to my room to get ready for bed. I stripped down, wandered into the bathroom, peed and then brushed my teeth. I went back into my bedroom and climbed into bed. A few minutes later I was sound asleep. I slept really well that night. A thud type noise woke me and when I looked at my clock it was 6:30 a.m. and that must have been the newspaper on my porch. Yea, I still get the Sunday newspaper delivered. I think it is actually some teenager who has the route. One of these days I would like to meet that person. I tried to relax and just go back to sleep, which I really couldn't do, so I finally decided to get up for the day. I wandered into the kitchen and started some coffee. I went back into my bedroom and put on some sweats and turned off the alarm and went out onto the front porch to retrieve my newspaper. I came back inside, made some toast, sat down at the table. I sipped my coffee, ate my toast and perused the newspaper. At around 8:30 a.m. I thought it was safe to call Frankie. I picked up the phone and dialed his number. He answered and I confirmed a date with him at the local coffee house at 1:00 p.m. I fiddled about for a while really doing nothing, kind of straightening the place and such. Made my bed. I shaved and showered. It closed in on 12:00, so I decided to get ready for my date. I changed into a nice polo style shirt and some khaki pants and a nice pair of shoes. If it had been the evening I would have worn some slacks, a nice button down collared shirt, tie and probably a sports coat. Genuine me, take it or leave it. I went into the garage and hopped into the Mustang and headed off to meet Frankie. I arrived about 10 minutes before 1:00 p.m. and found a nice table inside. Frankie arrived a few minutes later. He smiled when he saw me and joined me at the table. This little shop, really not so little, but nice all the same, was a place where the servers actually took your order at your table instead of making you wait in line at the counter. We ordered a fruit plate sampler and some danishes and coffee. "Thanks for going on a date with me." Frankie said. "Well I liked what I saw at Myrna's and you seemed okay with the idea of dating an older guy." I replied. "You aren't that much older than me. You are fascinatingly handsome and Myrna seems to think you are an okay guy, so I felt it would be fun to go out with you." Frankie stated. "So, tell me about Frankie?" I asked. Frankie laughed a cute laugh and smiled. "Well, I just turned 20 and am working at Myrna's to pay for college. I am focusing on architectural engineering." He said. "Wow, sounds interesting." I said. Frankie smiled as he brushed his hair back from his face and behind his ears. "I grew up in Idaho, near Boise. Came here to the Seattle area to be closer to an area more friendly to gays." He confided. "Yes, some places do seem to be less cordial to homosexuals. I really don't care what others think." I replied. Frankie snorted. "Yeah, easy for you, you are kind of buff and all. I doubt anyone would really pick on or bully you." He said. I laughed. "You are probably right, but who knows. After all, we gays are supposed to be weak and all of that bullshit." I responded. He looked at me. "Myrna called you a sexy soldier boy. Tell me about that." He requested. I looked at Frankie, smiled and looked out the window for a moment then back at Frankie. "Well, not much to tell really. I joined the Army at 18, served on active duty for 6 years and have been a reservist up through the present day. One day I will probably retire from the Army." I responded. "What kind of work do you do in the Army?" He pressed. "Well, since I am trained as a combat medic, I typically perform minor medical procedures and assist folks who are not feeling well." I said. "Awe, come on. I know there is much more to that type of job in the Army. Did you get deployed for those wars in Iraq and places like that?" He asked. I nodded. "Yes, I did and it was pretty interesting." I stated. Frankie nodded. "Sadly, I guess it would be interesting, scary too. My cousin was in one of the more recent deployments. He came home in one piece, but he was prone to being angry all of the time. Too bad you guys had to deal with that type of thing. He always said he was grateful to have the medics around in the thick of the fighting and such." He stated. I sighed. "Yeah, a lot of combat veterans suffer from PTSD and they have a difficult time readjusting to the average day in the civilian world. I think it has a lot to do with some of the restrictions placed on us over there and then couple it with being able to come right out of a hot zone, dealing with death and the not knowing whether you will run into an IED or sniper's cross hairs, and voila in 24 hours or less you can be back home. No decompression, no easing out of the day to day stress of combat. You come home to a daily grind that requires you to relax and interact with people when only the day before or even the week before you were supposed to distrust everyone and react ready to kill." I said. We resumed our eating in a more subdued silence. A few minutes later I broke the silence. "Enough about me, Frankie. Tell me more about that sexy self of yours." I requested. Frankie smiled. "Well, like I said I grew up near Boise and had a great time living in the country and such outside of Boise. Lots of typical boy type of activity, which caused my coming out to be much bigger of a surprise primarily to my parents. After all, I did not act like a girl or anything like that. Oh they still love me, but wonder what they did wrong. It was kind of frustrating really." He said. I nodded. "Parents can be that way sometimes. The world has changed though, at least in some places we can get married, I personally have to worry about being outed while on duty, though." I stated then asked. "How did your classmates deal with or handle your coming out?" I asked. I chuckled a bit. Frankie looked at me and asked. "What's so funny?" "Well, imagine asking your best heterosexual buddy what it was like confiding in his parents that he was straight and really wanted to date that hot blonde girl next door? It has always bothered me why people think it is necessary for me or you to confess to being gay and somehow justify why we are gay. In fact, I even asked you that very question. You don't have to answer it if you don't want to though." I stated. Frankie smiled. "I agree it is humorous sometimes to think about." He answered then added. "As to your question regarding my friends and classmates, well I would rather not discuss the issue I had with some of them here in public." He confided then added. "Let's go to your place and I will share that and um much more if you want?" He said and squeezed my hand, licked his lips and blushed a bit. I smiled at him. "Sure thing, hot stuff. Let me get the check and have our waitress ring us out and we can head over to my place." I said then asked. "Do you know how to get to my place or will you just follow me?" Frankie nodded, "I will follow you." I signaled our waitress and had her prep the check as I handed her one of my credit cards. She brought us a couple of boxes and we stuffed the remnants in the boxes, finished our coffees and I signed the credit card slip. I took my receipt and we headed out the door. Frankie got into his car and I hopped into my Mustang. I pulled out first and soon Frankie pulled in behind me. We motored over to my place and soon we had stumbled through the door locked together in a tangle of arms. I silenced the alarm and shut the door. We stumbled to the couch shedding pieces of clothing and soon we were shirtless and shoeless necking on the couch. Frankie let me feed my tongue into his mouth as he sucked greedily on it and after several minutes he sat up and looked at me. His face was flush with lust and most likely a feeling of 'hey I like you' emotions. "Gary, sorry to be so forward." He panted and casually ran his hand up and down my chest. I looked at him. "No problem. I am glad you are comfortable with the gap in our ages." I said. He nodded. "It is only a number dude. Only a number." He quipped. I rubbed his thigh. "So, tell me about the situation you had with your classmates." I stated. Frankie sighed, "Well, I didn't get bullied because I was gay. However, I was taunted and harassed by several of the boys in my class due to the size of my penis and my overall body size." He confessed and while waving his hand up and down his chest and such continued. "This is bulky for me." He was one of those rather skinny boys. Yeah, even though he was 20 even I considered him a boy. More along the uber skinny twink kind. I shrugged my shoulders. "So you are skinny. Oh well." I said. He smiled a bit. "Yeah, but I looked like a famine victim when I was in high school." He said and chuckled. I then pressed for more details on his other comment. "Frankie, so what is the other issue that had you so concerned?" I pressed. He licked his lips and I slid my hand up his thigh to his crotch and gently pressed and squeezed. Frankie moaned a bit. "Well, I will show you, but the boys called me pencil dick all through high school and not much has changed in that department." He said and scrunched up his face as if embarrassed. I looked at him and shook my head. After all, what I pressed against there in his crotch seemed bulky enough. "Hey Frankie, let me be the judge of that..." I stated then corrected myself, "forget that, I really don't care about size Frankie. In fact, what I am feeling right now feels firm enough and bulky enough. Besides, size is not really an issue." I sincerely consoled. He took a deep breath, swallowed hard and reached down to unbutton his jeans. I reached out a hand and set it on his hands as they worked the top button. I made him pause. "You know Frankie, I swear there is nothing you will show me that will cause me to laugh or in any way think less of you." I stated and then asked. "You seem really hesitant, are you a virgin?" He looked down at my hand pressing against his. He slowly nodded his head and then a smile crossed his face. "Mostly, I um, um, have sucked plenty of cock, but never been fucked and only had my dick sucked once." He answered. I slid off the couch and moved his hands away from his jeans. I put my hand on his chest and gently urged him to sit back into the couch and then I lifted his chin. I smiled at him and leaned in and kissed him again. I pulled back from the kiss, sucking on his lower lip. I then lowered my head to lick on his nipples. I rubbed his jean clad thighs and kissed his nipples and chest, he began to squirm and moan. I worked my way down his belly as I knelt between his spread legs. I looked up and noticed he had his eyes closed as he bit his upper lip in anticipation. I finished unbuttoning the waistband of his jeans and gripped the zipper. I slowly pulled the zipper down and reached forward to grip the waistband of his tented briefs. I thought to myself as I traced the outline of his erect penis - 'It might be thin, but damn it is fairly long' as I noted that the head of his cock was up into the hollow of his leg near his hip bone. I gripped the waistband of his briefs and pulled them out away from his body and fished out his now very erect cock. I pulled the waistband down and away so that I freed his cock and scrotum. I sat back a bit and looked up at Frankie. He had finally reopened his eyes, just as I gripped his penis firmly and I smiled up at him. I licked my lips and said. "Very nice." Yes, it was a very slender penis, maybe an inch or less across. It was a little thicker than one side of an average man's penis, like there was only corpus cavernosum. However, there were definitely two firm columns. It was a gorgeous penis, a little out of proportion since it was so thin, but must have been at least 7 inches long. It was capped with a very nice glans, it too was a little out of proportion as it was clearly twice the thickness of the shaft and oh boy, when I squeezed the base not only did Frankie gasp, but that head swelled even more. I reached in and cupped his testicles, which were on the smaller side of average, the two together were about the same size as one of mine. Again, not an issue. Boys and men come in all shapes and sizes, their bodies differ as do their cocks and balls. I looked up at Frankie again and when he looked back at me, I smiled and licked my lips. I reached in and gripped his jeans and briefs and coaxed his butt up a bit so that I could slip them off. I pulled them off and tossed them aside so they were piled up on the floor. Here was Frankie, naked except for his socks sitting on my couch his slender hard cock waiting for my mouth. I worked my way back between his open legs, rubbing and stroking his thighs as I urged them open further. I gripped the base of his penis and squeezed it as I pumped it slowly upwards forcing the head of his cock to swell and darken with the extra blood. He gasped more and his breathing quickened. I settled my grip back towards the base of his penis and pulled his cock out and leaned in and I opened my mouth and swallowed the entire head and shaft until my lips made contact with my fist. Frankie groaned. I then took a deep breath and slid my hand lower to press my palm flat against his pubic mound and swallowed the rest of his cock until my nose was firmly pressed against his lower belly. I stayed there, his cock wedged deeply in my throat, I massaged his little balls and suctioned on his cock, pressing my tongue against the bottom of it and milking it with my mouth, tongue and throat for several seconds. I then pulled back and looked up at Frankie, he held his head in his hands and was scrubbing the couch with the back of his head. I sucked on the head and licked on the shaft a bit and swallowed the entire thing several times and he started to pant and grunt and tremble and about 5 minutes into the blowjob he thrust his hips up and screamed. "AGGGGHHHHHH, DAMMMMMMMN I AMMMMM CUMMMMING!" He bellowed. For the size of his nuts, he sure produced one heck of blast on that first jet. I caught it directly at the back of my throat and it caused me to gag just a bit as I backed off to sample more. Only three spurts or so, the first one was healthy and firmly spraying while the other two dribbled and oozed out, but tasty all the same. I swallowed it all and milked his cock as I licked on it and then he scrunched up and grabbed my head. "Ooooh, too much." He said indicating I was over stimulating his ultra sensitive cock. I pulled away and stood up pulling him up into a standing position. I hugged him to me. We kissed and I nibbled at his ear. He hooked both arms around my neck and hung to me, pressing his head into my chest. I whispered in his ear. "That is a nice cock you have." He pulled back from my chest. He smiled broadly as he looked up at me. "Thank you. That was an awesome blowjob." He complimented me. I smiled. "My pleasure. Take my word for it, you have nothing to worry about in the cock department." I said. He pressed his head back into my chest and kissed my left nipple. He stopped and then said to me while looking at my chest. "Will you take me to your bed?" I grabbed his hand and led him to my room. "Certainly." We entered my bedroom and I tossed back the covers and sheets and Frankie climbed in. I was about to start stripping off my pants when he brushed my hands away and gripping my belt yanked me towards the side of the bed. He undid my belt and unhooked my pants, then slid the zipper down and basically let my pants fall in a puddle around my ankles, the keys and items in my pockets thudding against the floor. I stepped out of my pants and peeled off my socks, then climbed into bed still in my very tented boxers. Frankie gripped the waistband of my boxers and pulled them away from my body and down so that my cock was able to spring free. He worked my boxers off my legs and then gripped my hard cock. He looked at it and commented. "Thick one for sure." He leaned forward and engulfed the head and started sucking. He definitely knew what he was doing as he sucked in the entire thing. He worked my cock in his mouth and squeezed the base. I reached forward with one hand and started massaging his butt cheeks. I brought my hand back up to my mouth and spit into the palm and returned my hand to the cleft of his ass between those skinny globes and let the spit slide down his ass as I massaged it around his pucker with a couple of fingers. He wriggled his ass against my hand. He sucked on my cock making it tingle and my balls started to get really charged. As I massaged his ass and butt cheeks he continued to slurp on my cock and seemed to be enjoying the task. He was really good at it too. I pulled my hands back and started gripping his head and rubbing the back of his neck and I started fucking his mouth as he adjusted, holding still while I fed him my cock. I was getting ready to blow and while I would have loved to have been fucking his ass when I came I decided his mouth was not such a bad place to unleash my cum. Frankie began fondling my balls and that just put me over the edge. I managed to warn him, "Frankie, I am gonna blow very soon, are you ready for it?" I asked. He kept sucking and fondling my balls, so I hiked my hips forward, clenched my butt and exploded in his throat. He gagged and sputtered trying to keep up with the jets of cum as my cock blasted the inside of his mouth. He let my still shooting cock fall from his mouth and one jet of cum sprayed over his shoulder and across his back. He swallowed what was in his mouth and sat back on his legs, he wiped the cum from his lips and smiled as he said. "Damn, lots of it." I smiled. He added. "Those are huge balls and they must have been full." I pulled him up to me and we kissed. I could taste me inside his mouth and he offered me a cum slick finger which I greedily sucked clean. We lay down in the bed, sweaty and sticky with cum and snuggled up. I let him know that he had nothing to worry about in my opinion. "You know Frankie that is a nice cock you have. It certainly works just fine." I complimented and it made him smile. We lay there in bed for a bit snuggled close. I was stroking his back a bit and enjoying the warmth of another body. I felt him stir next to me and then he rolled over onto his side, his butt pressed against my thigh. I trailed my hand down his side and lightly strummed those ribs which brought Frankie up to a more conscious level as he giggled. I then leaned against him and stroked his thigh as I kissed his neck and nibbled his ear. I reached over and grabbed one of the pillows and shoved it under his mid section as I urged him to roll onto it by pushing at his butt with my thigh. Frankie complied and rolled onto his stomach draping over the pillow which caused his butt to be angled upwards. I caressed and massaged his butt cheeks and then scooted in to kneel between his legs. I spread his cheeks and planted my face real close near his ass. I inhaled the sweaty more manly musk. Different than a younger teen like Lucas, but not as heady as me or someone like Myrna or another adult male. Frankie tensed slightly and groaned as I spread his butt cheeks and licked up his cleft from taint to the top where the butt cheeks met the lower spine. He arched his back a bit more and buried his head in the pillow up by the head board. I started licking and kissing his ass, across his pucker and all along the walls of the cleft and inside of each butt cheek. He started grinding his ass back at me. I curled my tongue and applied direct pressure to his pucker and it finally slipped inside. Frankie moaned. "OHHHH MYYY GODDD." He stated. He seemed to be enjoying himself and I was hard again, so I thought now would be as good a time as any to mount him. I pulled my tongue out of his ass and lightly slapped his butt cheek as I climbed out of bed. I opened my nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. I use them, not often mind you as I prefer bareback, but on occasions like this I use the desensitizing ones so that I last longer and the guy's ass I am fucking gets some relief as well. I rolled the condom over my very erect cock as Frankie watched me through lust filled eyes. I grabbed the bottle of desensitizing lube and turned to climb back in bed. Frankie looked at me, put his head back on his pillow and moaned. "This is going to hurt, huh?" He asked. I rubbed his butt. He lifted his head off of the pillow and looked over his shoulder. I smiled and shrugged. "I won't lie to you Frankie, most times it hurts on that first time. I will be as gentle as possible. This lube will help a bit, but I will guide you through it." I stated trying to be as comforting as possible. I squirted some lube on my fingers and applied it to his pucker, rubbing and finally applying pressure with my finger. Frankie hissed. "Ooooh, cold and tingly." I nodded and rubbed his butt cheek and then added a second finger. This caused Frankie to tense a bit and lift his head up as he reacted to the extra tension of the additional invading digit. Soon he was okay with it. I then started fingering around to find his prostate. I hit it and like most guys, whether they are 13 or 99 they realize you touched their inner core, their sexual soul so to speak and they either hate it with a passion, don't understand what it is or 'man-o-man' do it again. Frankie's body spasmed as I strummed his inner pleasure center and he yelped with surprise. "Oh shit, whatdjya do just then?" He asked quickly. I smiled, "That is your prostate. It makes all of this feel even greater. Just wait until my cock is pressuring it." I said. I put more lube on his pucker and applied some additional lube to my condom covered cock. I could already feel the desensitizing gel react on my cock, not enough for me to lose my erection, but definitely enough to make it need more aggressive pressure to cum. I then climbed between his legs and pressed on his back a bit as I massaged his lower back and gripped my cock. I pointed my cock at the center of his lubed pucker and applied very steady direct pressure. I leaned forward and Frankie grunted and groaned. I used my cock to paint a circle around his pucker and centered it again, pushing forward steadily as Frankie grunted and groaned more. As with most guys that asshole finally surrenders and opens to allow a cock to slide in. How the body reacts at that point is different. Some, like Frankie, tense up no matter how much you try to encourage them, but once that head is inside you typically can control them and calm them. "OWWWWW. DAMN, Big thick. OHHHH SHITTTTT!" Frankie yelled. His ass swallowed the head of my cock and clamped down just on the other side of the coronal ridge. Vise like and firm it gripped my hard cock. I waited patiently. I rubbed his butt and lower back. "The hard part is basically over. Relax, push out a bit and try to go soft and loose." I encouraged him. He panted and groaned, then sighed a bit and started to relax. I felt his pucker quiver a bit and loosen the stranglehold it had on my cock and that was my queue to apply more pressure. I did just that and sunk most of the rest of my cock inside his ass. He tensed again and groaned heavily and started to grip the sheet firmly in his hands his knuckles going white. I pulled back a bit which made him relax slightly more and with that I pushed forward again which overcame the last bit of tension in his body and my cock was fully sheathed, my big heavy balls resting against his. "There, my cock is balls deep and fully inside you Frankie. Damn, your hot no longer virgin ass has quite the hold on it though. How are you doing?" I tried to comfort him a bit. He groaned and then moaned a bit and hissed some. "Just fine I guess, thick though not too much pain anymore." He panted. I slowly pulled back out until just the head was left inside. He yelped indicating my cock pressured his prostate some more. I could sense his body relaxing and finally accommodating the intrusion of my cock. I slid back in and started slowly and rhythmically fucking him. Soon a slow slap of my balls could be heard faintly above the moans and grunts of Frankie as he surrendered to my lovemaking. The beauty of this lube is the amount of time it extends the pleasure before an orgasm ensues. That coupled with the fact I had blown a nut into his mouth meant that about 30 minutes later I was still pumping away at his ass. Frankie was being forced to scrunch up against the headboard as I fucked him harder and harder. I paused and grabbed his hips and dragged him back away from the headboard and resumed my fucking and soon he had another orgasm. His cock firing a few jets of his cum between the pillow and his belly, now as I fucked him I mashed him against the wet pillow. I gripped his shoulders as I leaned across his back and increased the force and frequency of my thrusts. A few minutes later I sheathed my cock in his quivering hole and erupted into the condom, filling it and feeling it creep up along the inside warming my cock a bit. I grabbed and pinched the condom against the base of my cock as I slowly withdrew from his well fucked ass. I pulled the condom off and wiped up a bit, wrapping the condom in tissue and threw it away in the garbage can by the nightstand. I lay on my back and gently stroked Frankie's lower back and butt with my left hand as he stirred and relaxed. I felt his hole and could tell it had not closed up yet. He crawled over up onto my chest a bit and surrendered himself to my embrace. We snuggled, wet with sweat and a bit sticky with cum. We snoozed for several hours and it was pushing the early evening. I woke first and decided to suck Frankie back to life. I scooted down the bed and started licking and sucking on his cock and sure enough it sprouted to life. He was coming awake and I reached into the night stand for another condom, a smaller one with standard lube, one that fit most boys. I unrolled the condom and while it was a better fit than the average sized ones it still was a tiny bit loose and really did not cover the entire length. I squirted some lube on my hand and applied it to my ass which caught Frankie's attention. "Um, are you going to let me fuck you?" He asked. I nodded. "Sure, fair play. However, I am going to hop on and ride that cock of yours." I said as I hiked a leg over and knelt with a knee on either side of his hips as I reached around and grabbed his cock and guided it to my hole. Once I got past that basically normal width bulbous head I applied pressure and slid down the entire length in about two pauses as it slithered its way into my lower intestine. Frankie's eyes went wide with amazement. "Wow, feels great. Never thought I would ever get to fuck a dude." He said. "You have all of the necessary equipment. If topping is what you like then go for it." I said. I steadied myself and started to ride up and down his cock. I could tell I was dragging the condom with me a bit, but that would not be too big of an issue. I rode him for several minutes before he started grunting and panting and finally he grabbed my hips and thrust up into my ass and his cum filled the end of the condom and dribbled down the inside of it. I had him grip the opening of the condom as I pulled free of his condom covered cock. He had a look of satisfied excitement on his face. I climbed off of him and helped him pull off the condom. We kissed and I asked him if he was getting hungry. "Sure, where do you want to go?" He asked. I shook my head. "I thought we would order in, maybe some Chinese food and have it delivered." I suggested. Frankie nodded. "Sounds good to me." He said and slid off the bed. "I need to use the bathroom." He stated and I nodded. I watched that skinny butt swish into the bathroom. Being a bachelor, I order delivery frequently, so the number was in my contacts on the phone. You never know when some hot delivery driver may bring your order. Anyway, I ordered up a few items and hung up the phone. I wandered out to the kitchen to put on some water for tea and heard a thump. I thought to myself that it was odd the delivery would be so soon, but I went quickly back into my bedroom and tossed on a pair of sweats and went to the front door. I opened it and did not notice anything out of the ordinary. I went back inside. I wondered what could have caused that thumping noise. I don't have any animals. I opened the garage door and turned on the lights, but nothing was out of the ordinary. Hmmm, I thought to myself - am I getting paranoid or am I hearing things.? I went back inside and met Frankie in the living room. "What's going on? Is the food here?" He asked. I shook my head. "I thought I heard a noise." I responded. Then the doorbell rang. I quickly ran back into my bedroom and retrieved my wallet. I ran back out into the living room and Frankie passed me as he went back into the bedroom. I opened the door and there was our delivery. I think he was the owner. Nice man, married with about 4 or 5 kids, only one son. Cute boy, but only knew him from the restaurant. I paid my bill and took the bags as he thanked me for being a good customer and he actually thanked me for my military service. You don't hear that too often. I brought the food inside and Frankie had figured out his way around my kitchen, had gotten some plates and actually finished making tea. I smiled as I walked back in and realized he was wearing my shirt. It covered him fairly well and you could have put at least two of him in it, but hey not bad. I sat down across from him and set out the assortment of items. Sex amps up my appetite as it apparently does Frankie. We ate, too busy for any real small talk. Finally after the first helping and most of a cup of tea Frankie broke the silence. "Um, thanks for accepting me the way I am." He said. I smiled. "Hey, not a problem. I enjoyed what you have to offer. Those piss ants at your school didn't know how good it could be. You have nothing to worry about and if someone ever judges you by your size that is their problem, not yours. Besides, look at me, I am no porn star." I said. Frankie shook his head, "Sure, about average in length, but damn thick." He said adjusting in his chair. "I am sure I will feel stretched back there for a few days. A good stretched feeling for sure, but stretched." He commented. I smiled and took a few more bites and washed it down with some tea. "I aim to please." I said. Frankie blushed. "You did that very well. Hurt like hell at first, but then felt great as I got used to it." Frankie looked at me over his cup of tea. I looked back and asked. "You look like you have something you want to ask?" He nodded. "Well, um, I, um, was wondering about you and Lucas?" He asked. "What do you want to know?" I asked in return. "Will he be jealous of us?" He asked. I looked at him questioningly. "Jealous how?" Frankie cleared his throat. "You know, if he knows we are hooking up and such, maybe even dating." He said in a hopeful tone. I shrugged. "I don't know how he will feel." I said. Frankie rolled his eyes. "Come on Gary, that boy has the hots for you." He said rather bluntly then added. "Shit, why do you think I am here? I have the hots for you, most guys probably could not resist you." He added. "Lucas loves me like an Uncle." I responded. "Maybe, but he watches you and looks at you the same way I did right before you sucked my cock. You know, all giggly girly like." He stated then continued. "Heck I bet if you said to strip and such, he would gladly let you have whatever you wanted. Just my opinion and I could not blame him, you are quite the catch." He finished and then ate some more. I sipped my tea. I thought to myself, 'yes, he would probably do just that, but I never want him to feel obligated to have sex with me.' "I guess I will have to wait and see." I stated. That seemed to satisfy Frankie's curiosity for the time being. He finished what was on his plate and chomped down on a fortune cookie. He got up from the table and cleared the dishes. He was standing by the sink rinsing them off and I decided to cinch up behind him. I did just that and nuzzled his neck. I nibbled on his ears and asked "Want to spend the night?" Frankie twisted around in my arms and nodded. He hung his arms around my neck and we kissed. "Are you going to fuck me again tonight?" He asked. I wriggled my eyebrows and nodded. "Yes for sure, if that works for you?" I responded. "Then count me in on the sleep over." He said and giggled. I looked at the clock. "Would you like to go to a movie or something or do you want me to carry you into the bedroom and get started on that round two fuck session?" I propositioned. Frankie laughed. "Where have you been all of my life?" He said as he hugged me close and kissed me again. "Maybe we could watch a movie here, have some wine and relax, then you can fuck me some more." He offered. I looked at him with a questioning look. "Wine?" He smiled. "Sure, I may not be 21, but I do like the finer things and I won't tell if you won't." He said. I nodded. "Fair enough." I got some wine, a nice Merlot. Pulled the cork and decanted it. Frankie was looking at my video collection and selected 'Billy Elliot' and was getting it ready when I wandered in with the decanter and two glasses. He met me a few paces from the couch and smiled at me as he took his glass and wandered back to the couch, thinking about that pert skinny ass under that shirt made my cock lurch in my sweat pants. I took a seat next him and he sat with his legs up underneath himself and draped an arm over my thigh. I poured some wine for both of us. What a lovely and funny movie. I have always enjoyed it. After the movie and the decanter empty I switched on some music, I like mostly slow stuff for dancing and relaxing. Frankie and I swayed there to the music fore several minutes, we would hug and kiss and touch. He without pants, me without a shirt. Pretty soon after a long kiss, Frankie urged me to the bedroom. "Okay, hot stuff, I need it now that I know it won't kill me and I like it. Take me to bed." He instructed. I laughed. "Need it, huh?" I asked then shooed him towards the bedroom with a playful swat on the shirt tail covered butt. He giggled and wandered to the bedroom as I was heading over to set the alarm and make sure the house was locked up. Just as I turned out the kitchen light and set the alarm, I noticed a slight movement outside one of the side windows and that same thump I heard earlier. I quickly keyed off the alarm and opened the front door. I could hear the faint and fading slap, slap, slap sound of a pair of running shoes as they clipped along on the pavement. I checked the clock. I picked up the phone and dialed Jennifer's house. Jennifer answered. "Hello Gary." "Hi Jennifer." I responded and then cleared my throat. "Um, would you tell Lucas I will give him a ride to school tomorrow?" "Okay, of course. Um, is there something special going on tomorrow?" She asked. "No, he just asked me if I would and I think I forget to confirm it." I said. In the background I heard the door open as a breathless someone charged in from outside. I heard Jennifer admonish him. "Whoa there young man, what's the hurry?" Then after something I could not make out, but I could tell it was his voice, she returned to the conversation. "Sorry about that, he just barged in here from outside after coming home from his buddy Jake's house." She informed me. "I will let him know unless you want to tell him yourself?" She asked. "No, you can let him know I will pick him up at 6:45" I said. "Wow, isn't that a bit early?" She asked. "Not if Uncle Gary is stopping for a doughnut on the way." I said which caused her to laugh. "Okay, that works. I will make sure he is ready." She said. "Bye. I will see you tomorrow." I said and after she said goodbye the call ended. I shook my head. That little scamp was a voyeur for sure, hopefully just on me. I placed the phone back in its charging cradle and finished securing and checking the house then headed to the eager Frankie waiting in my bed. -- The alarm sounded and I roused. Frankie rolled over and draped an arm across my chest. "What time is it?" He asked groggily. I rubbed my eyes and responded. "It is oh six hundred or as you might call it six o'clock in the morning." I sat at the edge of the bed. I stretched and laid down on the floor. I knocked out a set of 30 push ups and stretched my body a bit. "Unless you need to get up now, feel free to sleep in. Just press the top right button to arm the alarm on your way out." I instructed. "I need to head out soon, but will be back later in the afternoon. I then have to go to Portland tomorrow through Friday and will be home Friday afternoon." I said. Frankie was laying at the edge of the bed. "Okay, would you be up for another date on Friday?" He asked. I smiled and nodded. "Certainly." I answered as I crawled back to the edge of the bed and kissed him. I then thought for a moment. "Did you want to crash here at my place or were you going to head home?" I asked. "I need to head home. Make sure the roommate doesn't think I died and such and make sure my cat is alive and well. I have classes as well, so I will see you on Friday." He said. He then reached out and pulled me back to him and we kissed more. "Sure you don't have time for another round?" He asked. Music to my ears, but I really needed to go. "Sorry, sexy, but I need to get going. Besides, I think you need to rest that perky and insatiable ass of yours. You might be a little sore later anyway. I want you to think about letting me bareback you on Friday, if you are up for that?" I asked. He smiled. "Don't see why not." He said. I got up and went into the bathroom, completed my morning ablutions and showered. I strolled back into my bedroom and was greeted with sexy whistling and such from Frankie. I bowed and shook my butt at him as I stood in my closet naked. Now there is a thought - stood in my closet naked - hmm. I picked out a few things, opened my underwear drawer and selected some boxer briefs and started dressing. A few minutes later, dressed in my business casual type of attire, I knocked on the bathroom door and told Frankie I was leaving. "Okay, have a great day." He said through the cacophony of the shower. 'Will it be a long run?' I asked myself. I shrugged. 'It will be fun no matter what.' I stated. Frankie has a lot to offer any guy, whether in the long run that guy is me, I don't know. I keyed off the alarm and headed out into the garage. I hopped into the Mustang and pulled out into the street. I closed the garage door and pointed the Mustang towards Jennifer's house. I pulled up into their driveway and as I was getting out of the car, the front door opened, Lucas came through the doorway, peeked back inside. "Uncle Gary is here, see you later mom." He said and closed the door. He turned and bounded down the stairs and raced to the passenger door. I laughed. "Where's the fire?" I asked. He giggled, opened the door and hopped inside. I was getting back inside the Mustang when I saw Jennifer wave at me from the window. I blew her a kiss and closed my door. I started the Mustang and pulled out of the driveway. I pointed the car towards my favorite doughnut shop. "Thanks for taking me to school, Uncle Gary. I love your car. It gets everyone's attention." Lucas said. I nodded. "You are welcome. However, I have a reason for this special school transport this morning." I said. Lucas looked at me and then quickly looked out the passenger door window, swallowed and said somberly. "Oh." "Look at me Lucas." I said. He slowly turned his head. I had to keep looking ahead and then over at him in brief glances to make sure I drove safely enough. I finally had his attention. "Did you get a good enough look last night and did you see all you wanted to see?" I asked. He opened his mouth and I think was about to maybe even lie and or deny it, but he knew me too well and apparently thought better of it. "Um, well, honestly no." He stated and then stammered out an additional set of items. "You see, um, well. No, aggh, Uncle Gary, I, well, shit. I am sorry. No I did not see everything, but um, well, sure, I wanted to, um, well gosh. Was that Frankie from the store?" He asked. I nodded. "Yes it was Frankie. Why were you spying on us?" I asked. He blushed. "Damn, how'd you know it was me?" He bashfully asked. I laughed. "Your confession, but I had a pretty good idea who it might be." I said. He rolled his eyes. "I am almost as tall as Frankie." He stated. "Are you now? Okay, not that it makes any difference. What is going on?" I asked. He furrowed his brow. "I want you to like me like you do Frankie. I want you to hold me in your arms and um, dance and such with me. I want you to um, well, um..." He stated and paused a bit. I held up my hand. "Damn it Lucas. We have gone over this. I like Frankie. It is mostly physical right now, not sure if there will be an emotional attachment at all. I love you and care deeply about you." I said. He sighed. "I know. I am sorry I spied on you guys, but it was really hot at least the part I did get to see." He gushed. I rolled my eyes. "Hey, I thought you weren't gay!" I stated. He blushed again. "Hell, if getting you to hold me in your arms like what I saw and such, I will be as gay as I need to be." He gushed. I shook my head. "Weren't you listening up there at the loop?" I asked. "You and I can dance and snuggle and even kiss if that is what you want. I don't need you to be gay at all for that to happen and you don't need to be gay to be affectionate. and enjoy those things." I stated. We pulled into the drive through of the doughnut shop and I ordered some items to snack on, a coffee for me and a hot chocolate for Lucas. We pulled into a parking space and snacked on the doughnuts and treats. "Lucas, are you jealous?" I asked. He shrugged. "I guess. No, not really. More like worried about you getting your heart broken." He blurted out. I sighed. "You can't protect me from that and I don't want you to try." I responded. "I have to go to Portland for most of this week. Why don't you plan on a play day for you and me this coming Saturday. Think about what would be fun to do and check with your Mom to verify you have permission to do it and have her send me a message in the next day or so while I am in Portland. If it is something I can swing and handle, we can do it. Oh, even if it is an overnighter, that works as well." I said. He perked up a bit. "Gee that would be awesome. Would it be just you and me or were you going to invite Frankie?" He asked. I shook my head. "Just you and me, little dude. Just you and me." I confirmed. We had finished our morning treats and I motored over to Lucas' school. Sure enough, the Mustang, like a lot of hot cars turns heads, especially the boys. I am sure Lucas scored extra bro points and such as he stepped out of his Uncle Gary's car. I noticed he was met by a couple of his friends and they high fived and such, kind of man handled each other, smiles oh those boy smiles. He waved back at me and I lowered the window a bit as I inched through the drop off area. "Cool car, your Uncle has dude." One boy said and Lucas smiled broadly. "Cool Uncle for sure and very hot car." He said. I headed home to pack for my trek to Portland. ***** End Part 8 - Lively Boys - a little voyeur "Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life." 'Samuel Ullman' My oh my, Lucas is a voyeur. Hopefully he will outgrow this condition. Not sure what kicked it into gear. He appears to be all over the map. I hope you enjoyed reading. If you liked this let me know. Remember, the fine folks at Nifty make all of this possible, but it costs money to maintain it all. If you like reading about these adventures please consider donating to help the cause - http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. All comments welcome, let me know what you think: garystratford@yahoo.com