Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2008 19:04:08 GMT From: "user459@netzero.net" Subject: Adult/Youth - Rest Stop 18 Kyle and I straightened ourselves up and Jamie cleaned his hands off and put his shirt back on. There was a knock at the door and Kyle went to open it. "What are you guys up to?" Lynn asked. "I just hooked Kyle up with one of the guys from the soccer camp," I said, which was partially true on some level. "Say hello to my wife Lynn, Jamie," "Hi, Mike's wife, Lynn," he said, flashing one of his impish smiles. "Hi, Jamie," she said back, "Welcome to our virtual home!" Both boys laughed at that. Kelley came in the room in her pajamas, ready for bed. She didn't really know what to make of what was happening. "Kelley, this is Jamie. He went to soccer camp with Kyle and me, and we can see and talk to him over the computer." "Hi, Kelley," Jamie yelled. "Hi," Kelley said rather shyly. "We're heading off to bed now, so don't you guys stay up too late," Lynn said. "We'll be along shortly," I promised. "It looks like we'll be signing off now, Jamie." "I gotta go, too. See ya!" said Jamie, and his picture faded from the monitor. "Yeah, I'm kinda tired, too," said Kyle. I shut down the computer and we went down the hall to our bedroom. I stopped at Kelley's room and went in to kiss her goodnight. Kyle went in with me and Kelley kissed him goodnight, too. He was a little surprised when she planted one right on his lips. She has always been very open and demonstrative when it comes to expressing affection. I walked Kyle to his temporary bedroom and stepped inside with him. He reached up and wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on the lips. I returned the kiss while I kept an eye on the door. I figured Lynn was already in bed, but one can't be too careful. I reached down and took one of Kyle's ass cheeks in each hand and gently squeezed. He let out a quiet moan and broke off the kiss. "I'll see you in the morning. I'll drive you to school" "Thanks for everything, Mike! I feel so comfortable here, and I love your family," he said. I almost thought there was a little tear in his eye, but I chose to ignore it. "Glad to do it!" I said. "Goodnight, Kyle." I left the room and closed the door. I went to our bedroom and get ready for bed. My mind was still racing as I slipped in beside my sleeping wife. I had the emotions of love for Kyle and for my wife and daughter running through me as well as the fear of getting caught doing things with an underage boy. Coupled with that was the excitement of the project I was working on and the prospect of getting Jamie involved, too. I took a couple of deep breaths and tried to settle down. It must have worked, because I woke up feeling well rested. My wife was stirring and getting herself ready for work and Kelley ready for school. I got up and visited the bathroom for a morning squirt and fart, and then headed to Kyle's room to make sure he was up. I turned the doorknob quietly and stealthily entered his room. He was still sleeping and had thrown most of the covers off of him. He just had the sheet twisted around his lower half, barely covering his crotch. I could see that he didn't have anything on. He was on his side and there was a gap in the sheet that allowed me to see his dick resting on his thigh. I was tempted to reach down and give it a tug, but I knew there was no time for fooling around. "Kyle, wake up." He was startled and jerked himself up in the bed. It took a minute for his to realize where he was, but he still managed to give me a smile when he saw me standing next to the bed. "Let's get moving, OK?" He nodded and swung his legs out of the bed and headed for the door to the hall. "Hey, Sport!" I pointed out the fact that he was naked. "You better at least put on a pair of shorts." His dick had recognized its need for the bathroom and was sticking straight up. He grabbed his shorts and headed for the bathroom. Before I knew it, Lynn and Kelley had left and Kyle and I were on the way to his school. I dropped him off and told him I'd meet him when school was out. I reminded him to call his mom and check in with her. I drove a little out of my way to stop at Almac Corporation to see an old friend. After being cleared through security, I made my way to the R & D lad to see Matt Dreyer. We had worked very closely on a project last year. "Hey Mike!" Matt exclaimed when he saw me, "How's it going?" We exchanged pleasantries and caught up on each other's lives. I couldn't tell him the exact nature of my project, but I explained the basic premise of it to him. "Do you have any of the nano sensors and piezo fibers left from our last project?" I asked hopefully. I've got a shitload of them," he said, "You know we had to order a minimum production runoff them and we only used a handful on the project. The project wasn't funded, so it died. We would love to get them out of here. How many do you want?" "I'll take them all, if it will help get them out of your hair," I said. "Do you still have the program we wrote?" "I have everything in the back room. Pull your car around to the loading dock and I'll meet you there." I signed out through security and pulled around back. Matt was there with three boxes of stuff on a hand truck and we loaded them in the car. "Thanks a lot, Matt!" I said. "You're doing me a favor, Mike. I would have just had to throw them out sooner or later. It's hard to believe that they would throw out technology that cost them hundreds of thousands of dollars, but that's the way it is with these corporations vying for government contracts. We said our goodbyes and I was on my way home. I unpacked the boxes in my lab. I had converted one stall of my three car garage into a lab with benches and tables and equipment. It wasn't exactly a clean room, but as close as I could get in a residential setting. It was also private and secure from prying eyes. I spent the rest of the morning loading the program in to the lab computer and unpacking the sensors and piezos. At about 11:30, I heard the doorbell and met the UPS guy in front of the garage with an overnight delivery. It was from the company where I had ordered the silicon molding products. I took the box to the lab and unpacked it, contemplating my next move. I needed to make an exact copy of my cock and Kyle's and Jamie's. I had to start with mine. I stepped out of my shorts and underwear and read through the instructions. I realized that it was going to be impossible, never mind painful, to try to make a mold of my dick with hair all around it. I went back into the house and shaved my self clean down there. On the way back to the lab I picked up some materials I knew I would need, including a warm, wet towel, KY Jelly, and a birthday candle. Back in the lab, I coated my cock with a mold release agent that was suitable for skin contact and prepared to mix the first two part product. I measured out equal parts of the silicon molding components and set them in front of me with a third clean container to mix them in. I had to get the timing right, because the stuff sets up relatively quickly. I had to be hard and ready before I started. Luckily, coating my cock with the release agent had started the launch sequence and I was already half hard. I went to my favorites on the computer and pulled up the Nifty Erotic Stories Archive and went to the Adult/Youth section. I selected a series I had started to read that was especially hot and got the latest installment up on the screen. It only took reading a few lines to get to full hard. Now there was just one more step before I could proceed. This one made me a little nervous, but it had to be done. In order to demold when I was finished, and also to make a passage for semen when the time was right to test the final product, I had to have a relief hole at the end of the mold. That's where the birthday candle came into play. I put some KY Jelly on it a slowly inserted about 3/8" into the end of my dick. It stung a little at first, but actually helped me keep hard. It looked rather ridiculous to see a birthday candle sticking out of the end of my dick, but I had to keep the mission in mind. I poured the two liquids into the mixing container. As I stirred it together, it turned a green color and was the consistency of pudding and warm to the touch. I picked up a brush and started applying it to my hard dick from the top to the bottom. It is important to avoid any voids of air bubble in the material, so it has to flow into every contour and shape. The feeling of the brush and the warm liquid helped to keep me hard. When I had covered my entire cock with a uniform thickness of the material I stopped applying it. Now was the hard part! I had to stay hard and relatively motionless for five to eight minutes while it set up. I continued to read the story on Nifty and that seemed to do the trick! Of course, I didn't want to get too stimulated and drop a wad in the mold, either! It was a delicate balance to maintain and the slowest eight minutes of time I can remember. I touched the outside of the material and it was firm to the touch, finally. I had to stop stimulating myself and allow my cock to go soft now. I thought about pulling weeds in my garden and recited meaningless nursery rhymes and it wilted fairly quickly. I pulled out of the mold and took the birthday candle out of my dick and out of the mold. I was exhausted! I put my shorts on and left the mold perched on a section of broomstick jutting up from my vise. I went into the house to have an iced tea and some lunch to recuperate. I wondered how the boys would do when they had to endure the same procedure. When the mold had cured for about an hour I went back to the lab and coated the inside of the mold with mold release solution. I suspended it, head down, in a large mayonnaise jar. Then I carefully poured lightweight sand into the jar around the outside of the mold. Now I was ready to make a positive image of the mold of my cock. I needed to have an accessible channel inside the finished cock, so I suspended a length of the broomstick, coated in mold release, in the hollow of the mold, careful to keep it centered in the mold. Next I mixed parts A and B of the casting silicone together and very slowly poured it into the mold. This formula turned a bubble gum pink when mixed. There was nothing to do now but wait for it to cure. My cell phone rang and it was Kyle wanting a ride home. I closed and locked the lab and left to pick him up. On the way to the school, Lynn called to say she and Kelley were going to the mall right after she picked her up from school and they would be home by 5 o'clock. That would give me and Kyle some time to work on his casting. "Did you talk to your mother, Kyle?" I asked when he got into the car. "Yes, I did," he said. "She's stuck there at her sister's house until her other sister comes in from Baltimore on Thursday. She wanted to know if it was all right for me to stay with you. I told her how nice you guys have been to me and how you treat me like family. Is it OK, Mike?" "Sure, not a problem," I said. "I'm going to have to put you to work, though. I have a project you going to have to help me with when we get home." "What is it?" "You'll see when we get there," I said with a smirk on my face. I changed the subject and asked him about school and his classes and such. Before we knew it, we were pulling into the garage. "Go get changed into a pair of shorts and a T shirt and come back out to the garage," I told him. "OK, I'll be right out," he said. I unlocked the lab and turned on the lights. I checked the mold and the material had set up just like it was supposed to. I wanted to wait to demold it until Kyle was there to see it. "Mike!" "Over here, Kyle!" I answered. Kyle had not seen the lab yet, but I saw his head poke around the door frame. "What the heck is this?" he asked. "This is my secret laboratory!" I said in my best Boris Karloff voice. "What are you working on?" he asked. I didn't say a word, but pulled the mold and casting out of the sand filled jar. I peeled the flexible silicon mold back and revealed the perfect model of my cock in shocking pink. "Wow, that looks just like your dick!" he exclaimed as he walked up and took a closer look. "How did you do that?" "I made a mold of mine and cast it in silicon rubber." I explained. "We are going to do the same to yours. Now take your shorts offs and let me take a look." He dropped his shorts and revealed he wasn't wearing any underwear. I brought him over to the light and scrutinized his pubic area. "I thought so," I said, "We're going to have to shave you to get rid of this hair." "WAIT!" he yelled, "I just got this hair! I've been waiting for years for this." "It will grow back, I promise. You have to be smooth or the mold material will stick to the hairs and pull them out. "OK, OK, shave me," he said, resigned to the fact. I brought him into the bathroom and had him sit on the counter and I shaved him smooth as a baby. He seemed a little embarrassed, but went along with it. Back in the lab, I coated his cock with the mold release and got him hard. "Keep that hard while I mix up the molding compound," I ordered. I poured out the two liquids and mixed them together. "OK, here comes the hard part." I took out the birthday candle, coated it with KY and slid it carefully into his pee hole. "Hey, what's with that!" he said with a jump. "It has to be there, trust me. It will only be a few minutes," I reassured him. "Can you stay nice and hard?" "I guess so. You might have to help me," he said with a grin. "Make sure you let me know if you start to wilt!" I said, and I started brushing on the molding compound. "Whew! Keep doing that and I'm sure I won't wilt!" he said. I finished applying the compound and had him stand still in front of me. "Now it takes five to eight minutes to set up completely and you have to stay completely hard." I instructed him. "Can I see the one you made, Mike?" "Sure, here it is," I said and handed him the model of my dick with the broomstick still embedded in it. He started to stroke it and made the real thing respond in kind. "Can I see your dick now?" he asked. I stood and dropped my shorts and presented him with my hard dick. It seemed so strange seeing two identical dicks, one in each of his hands and Kyle fondled them both. He took the molded one and put it in his mouth like a lollipop. My real boner twitched and pulsed out a drop of precum when he did that. He was sure staying hard, and so was I. He used a finger to pick up the drop of precum and spread it on the head of the fake dick and slid it back into his mouth. "MMMhh! Just like the real thing!" he said with a wicked look in his eyes. He still had his other hand stroking my real dick while he pumped the fake on in and out of his mouth. Just o make sure he stayed hard, I reached over and tweaked one of his nipples. I could tell he liked that. Then I let my hand wander lower and snaked my middle finger between his butt cheeks and over his asshole. He twitched and jumped a bit, but stayed with the program. I checked the time. We were right at five minutes but I wanted to make sure we went the whole eight minutes. I wet my finger with saliva and pushed it to the second knuckle in his hole. I finger fucked his hole for a few more minutes and then tested the molding material to see if it was done. It had set up nicely right at the eight minute mark. I pulled my finger out of his ass and took the fake cock as well as the real one from him. "Now you have to let your dick go down so we can get it out of the mold." I said. I had him sit in the chair and started asking him how his classes were going and about whether there were any pretty girls in his classes. Before long his boner subsided and fell out of the mold. I removed the birthday candle from his pee hole. Kyle watched as I duplicated the process I had used on my mold and mixed up and poured a batch of material to make his positive image. After it was poured, we just had to wait. I took my positive image and slowly removed the piece of broomstick from it. I had to use a smaller dowel on Kyle's, but the process was the same. "Now what?" Kyle asked. "Now we wait," I answered. I handed him his shorts and I put mine on and I led him out of the lab. I locked it up and we went into the house. We still had about an hour before Lynn and Kelley would be home. "I'm still kinda horny from that Mike. Do you want to 69?" he asked. "Yeah!" I answered, "Great idea! Let's wash this mold release off first." We went into the bathroom and washed off and headed to my office. We both lay down on our sides on the floor in opposite directions and wasted no time in getting down to business. I had been on edge all afternoon from making my mold and Kyle was all horned up, too. There was very little finesse and a whole lot of noisy sucking and slurping going on. Kyle was the first to tense up and then pump a load into my throat. I was about twenty seconds behind him and squirted a good load into his warm mouth. We used each other to get off and we were both OK with that.