Date: Fri, 21 Aug 2009 18:50:57 -0700 (PDT) From: Sean Hardy Subject: Summer With Mr. Hamilton Part One DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a teenage boy and an adult. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of eighteen please do not read. ..... The first sexual experience I ever had was with my best friend AJ. We were fifteen and I had been spending most of my summer with AJ's family since my parents were in the middle of a messy divorce. They were fighting over legal issues the majority of the time and AJ's parents told me I could stay over as much as I wanted. AJ and I had been friends since the sandbox and for about a year I had been seeing him in a more than friendly light.. I guess AJ had picked up on my feelings because out of nowhere one afternoon he asked me if I were gay. I quickly said no and made a joke to ease the tension and he just smiled and told me that it was cool if I were. He told me that he had noticed me checking him out and that it was fine with him. I finally told him that I was maybe sort of curious but that I wasn't gay. He accepted the answer and for another week or so we went about things as we normally would. I was starting to feel comfortable with AJ again when one night he asked me If I would blow him. It was late at night and we were alone in his bedroom and although the idea was a huge turn on, I playfully punched him in the chest and told him to fuck off. I spent the next few days at my father's new apartment and enjoyed being away from AJ and the temptations of being around him. The vacation only lasted until the next week because my mother was going out of town to visit some college friends and it was already cleared that I would stay with AJ's family until she got back. We did our normal teenage stuff, playing video games and watching hours of lame television. I started to feel better about everything although I kept getting the feeling that AJ had a lot on his mind. After kicking AJ's ass at the latest racing game, we went upstairs to his bedroom to get some sleep. It was late and the rest of the Hamiltons had already gone to bed and it was quiet in the house. After tossing and turning on the queen sized bed that we shared when I stayed over, AJ asked me if I were still awake. I rolled over to face him and he waited a few minutes and then whispered that he was sorry for what he had said last weekend. I told him it was fine and he apologized again, telling me that it was mean to say it, but that he was kind of curious about me like I was in him. I asked him if he were serious and he said he was and that he'd been thinking about it ever since I told him I was curious about other guys. We both eased up and moved a little closer to one another in the bed. It didn't take long before we were touching one another and nervously kissing. Over the next few weeks I spent every waking minute with the Hamiltons and AJ and I would sneak upstairs and fool around. I was loving the new aspect of our relationship and getting off with AJ every night. We sucked and touched and jerked each other off, he even slipped a finger into my ass one time, but we didn't go further than that. Towards the end of summer AJ told me that he was going with his mom and sister to visit his grandparents for a week. I was bummed about not seeing him for a week and also the aspect of having to spend a week being bounced back and forth between my feuding parents who were now ironing out the fine details of alimony and child support. My impending doom lightened up a bit when AJ told me that his father wasn't going on the trip and that he was cool with me staying here that weekend if I wanted to. I hadn't really spent any one on one time with Mr. Hamilton before, but he was always really nice to me and a pretty cool dad in general. He loved video games and sports and would hang out with AJ and I when he was around. I didn't tell my mother that AJ was going out of town and just went over to the Hamiltons house as I normally did on Friday afternoon. Mr. Hamilton was outside mowing the front yard when my mom dropped me off. He waved and shut down the mower as I walked up the driveway. He gave a wave to my mom and she drove off. "Go in and make yourself at home Jake. I'm going to finish up the front yard and then mow the back yard. "He said. It was in the upper nineties and he was sweating through his cut off shirt. I caught myself paying attention to the way the damp shirt clung to his torso. "Okay Mr. Hamilton. Do you want some water or something? "I asked. "That would be good. "He replied with a grin. I nodded my head and went inside the garage and into the house. There were a few bottles of water in the fridge and I grabbed one and went back outside to give it to Mr. Hamilton. He had resumed mowing the yard and I stood there in the garage for a second admiring the way he looked while pushing the mower. Mr. Hamilton was in his early forties and in pretty good shape. I didn't think he was ripped or anything, but he looked good. He looked a lot like AJ, an older version that is. He had the same wavy brown hair that was cut shorter than his sons and the same brown eyes. He had a closely shaved goatee that he had grown about a year ago, much to Mrs. Hamilton's dislike. He joked to me and AJ that it made him look scruffy. He turned the mower back in my direction and I walked over and handed him the water. He stopped the mower again and took a long drink from the bottle. "That hits the spot. " He said with a sigh. "Do you have another mower Mr. Hamilton? I could start on the back yard for you. "I said trying to earn my keep. I didn't mind doing a little yard work, I was used to keeping up my mom's yard ever since my dad had moved out. "We do have another one in the garage, but you don't have to do anything kid. " He replied with a smile. "I don't mind, really. " I said and headed off into the garage to find the other mower. An hour later found me using the spare mower on the backyard and sweating like a pig while doing so. The sun was beating down on me and I was pretty sure I'd gotten burnt, but I felt good doing something to repay the Hamiltons for all they'd done for me. I was mowing the last of the backyard when Mr. Hamilton walked out the backdoor and waved me over. I finished the last row of overgrown grass and then shut the mower down, pushing it across the freshly cut yard towards Mr. Hamilton. "You put me to shame kid. I think I'll keep you around. "He joked. "I have a lot of experience of late. " I said. "Why don't you go in and clean up and I'll put the mower away and order a pizza for dinner. " Mr. Hamilton suggested. "Sounds good to me. " I replied. Mr. Hamilton patted me on the shoulder as I walked past him towards the back door. I smiled and went on in. It felt good when he touched me.. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and went upstairs to AJ's room and stripped off my sweaty clothes. I pulled some shorts on and went back downstairs to hop in the shower. The door to the bathroom was standing open and I didn't really think about anyone else using it and walked on in. I stopped dead in my tracks when I realized that the shower was running and that Mr. Hamilton was currently soaping up with his back turned to me through the glass door. Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton had their own bathroom in their bedroom so I'd never thought that he would use the bathroom that AJ and his sister normally used. I stood there for a minute, unable to tear my eyes away from the rather nice ass that Mr. Hamilton was showing off. He quietly hummed some song that I didn't know and swayed back and forth a little as he soaped up his chest with a sponge. Suddenly feeling guilty for perving on my best friends' dad, I took a step backward and smacked into the doorframe on accident. I froze as Mr. Hamilton turned around and saw me. He didn't say anything for a few seconds and then smiled slightly. "Give me just a sec and I'll be out. " He said. "S-Sure. " I stammered and backed out into the hallway. I leaned against the wall and scolded myself for checking out Mr. Hamilton. I hoped he didn't think anything of it and certainly that he didn't think I was gay and sexing up his son whenever I got the chance. This was not good. Hundreds of scenarios ran through my head, all ending with a very angry Mr. Hamilton tossing me out on my ass and telling me not to come back and corrupt his son. I heard the shower shut off and the sliding door open. I blanked out on all my depressing thoughts and waited for what might happen next. "The shower is all yours Jake. "Mr. Hamilton called from the bathroom. I hesitantly stepped forward and back into the doorway of the bathroom. Mr. Hamilton had pulled a towel around his waist and was pulling another towel out of the cabinet below the vanity, presumably for me. "Sorry I walked in on you. "I said looking down at the floor. "No worries sport. I should have shut the door, but hey we're guys and no harm done. "Mr. Hamilton said casually. He tossed me the towel he had retrieved and walked past me. He smelt fresh and clean from the shower and I took in the scent as he passed. "Pepperoni and extra cheese sound good? "He asked as he walked towards his bedroom. "Sure. "I said and closed the bathroom door. I sighed and leaned against the door for a few minutes thinking about everything. He was cool with it; there was nothing to worry about. My big secret was safe for another day. I showered for longer than I was used to. I let the water run cool to relieve the erection that had been pretty constant since I saw Mr. Hamilton in his birthday suit. I couldn't stop thinking about how sexy he looked and how in addition to blowing his son how I wouldn't mind servicing him as well.. It was a fantasy for sure; the Hamiltons had been married for almost twenty years and seemed to be pretty happy together from everything I had witnessed. I shouldn't have been thinking about anything that didn't involve AJ. I should have been happy just messing around with him, but instead here I was thinking about how hot his daddy was. Maybe I should have taken mom up on the offer to see a counselor during the divorce. I was obviously in need of some help, right? After finally dragging myself out of the shower I toweled off and pulled the shorts back on and opened the bathroom door. I could hear the sounds of a football game coming from the living room and so I walked in to find Mr. Hamilton sitting in his favorite chair watching ESPN Classics. "This is a great game Jake. I watched this back when Laura was pregnant with AJ. "Mr. Hamilton said. I took a seat on the couch and joined Mr. Hamilton in watching this football game from the nineties. We watched about a half hours worth of the game and then heard the pizza guy pull into the driveway. Mr. Hamilton got up and went to the door and I got up and went upstairs to grab a t-shirt. I was suddenly very aware that I was only wearing a thin pair of mesh shorts. I most likely wouldn't have been able to hide another erection if it popped up. I threw on a t-shirt of AJs and went back downstairs. Mr. Hamilton was opening the pizza box that was sitting on the island in the kitchen. He put a few slices on a plate and handed it over to me. "If you promise not to tell anyone, I'll let you have a beer. "He said with a devious grin. "Are you serious? "I asked. "Well I'm sure it's not the first time you've had one. "He replied still grinning. I felt myself blush a bit thinking about the few times that AJ and I had snuck one of Mr. Hamilton's beers. We didn't do it all the time, but we had always figured nobody ever noticed the missing beer.. "It's nothing I didn't do when I was your age, just don't tell Laura. "He said as he put a few slices of pizza on his own plate and then crossed to the refrigerator to get some beers. "I haven't done it a lot. "I said trying to sound innocent. "I figured as much. " Mr. Hamilton said. He handed me a cold can and then carried his plate into the living room. "It's okay to eat in here Mr. Hamilton? "I asked as he sat down in his chair. "First off, it's Mike, and second it's my house and my rules this weekend so yes. "Mr. Hamilton said smiling. He took a bite of his pizza and settled down into the chair. I sat back down on the couch and opened the beer and took a sip. I can't say that I really liked the taste, but it felt good to sit there and drink with Mr. Hamilton. I liked that he viewed me as an equal and not just some kid. Mr. Hamilton drank two more beers and we finished off the pizza and watched the rest of the game. It was almost nine thirty and I was getting comfortable on the couch and noticed that Mr. Hamilton was enjoying himself as well. He would occasionally adjust his package and I couldn't help but look. "Do you like it when I do that? "Mr. Hamilton asked after I eyed him for the fourth time. "What? "I asked trying not to appear alarmed. I couldn't believe what he had just asked. Was I hearing him correctly? Maybe the beer had gone to my head or something. "I see you looking at me.. "He said giving me a glance. "Um no I was just looking at the clock. "I lied. "Are you gay Jake? "He asked. I felt like I was in an alternate dimension where my fantasies were real or something.. "No. "I said. "Did it get you hot when you saw me in the shower earlier? "He asked, again with such alarming gall. "No. "I repeated. "I think you liked it. I know I liked you watching me. " "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to just walk in.. "I said feeling very uncomfortable and yet very turned on at the same time. "When I was your age I messed around with some friends of mine. It's pretty common. We all did it. "Mr. Hamilton said. He sat up in the chair and scooted to the edge, getting closer to where I was sitting on the couch. "Are you and AJ fooling around? I know you spend a lot of time up there in his room. " "No. "I said. It was like I couldn't come up with a more convincing argument. "So what if you fooled around with me? " "Are you serious? "I asked. Mr. Hamilton smiled and rubbed himself through his shorts. I felt like I couldn't breathe, this wasn't really happening. I was dreaming or something, passed out from my one beer. "I haven't done anything with another guy in a long time Jake. "He said in a tone of voice that I'd only heard in porn movies. "I shouldn't do... "I started. "Nobody has to know kid. "He said cutting me off. "Well maybe. "I said, suddenly finding some nerve. Mr. Hamilton slowly got up out of the chair and sat down beside me on the couch. He ran his hand up my arm and then put it on my shoulder. He turned me and put his other hand on the opposite shoulder and started to massage them softly. I relaxed a little and melted against him. It felt really good to have his hands on me. I could feel my dick starting to rise in my shorts. "I was really glad when you started spending the weekends with us Jake.. You're really looking good these days. I've been noticing you for awhile now you know. " "Do you think you've had too much beer Mr...Mike? "I asked. "Well I've got a nice buzz going, but that doesn't mean I haven't been thinking about doing dirty things to you for some time now. " "Just wanted to make sure. "I said. He stopped massaging my shoulders and slid his hands down over my chest and then down to the bottom of the t-shirt. He pulled it up over my head and tossed it on the floor. I shivered even though it was warm inside the house. His hands were on me again, this time lightly moving over my shoulders and down towards my nipples. He grazed over them and they grew hard under his touch. I let out a low moan in response to his fingers and I heard him make an "mmmm" sound. "Do you like that? "He asked. "I'm a fan. "I replied trying to sound cool. He laughed and then I felt his hot breath against my neck. He lightly kissed my collar bone and I fought the urge to shiver again. I was so jumpy even though I'd covered pretty much all the bases with AJ already. This was different though, more intense possibly. I tilted my head to the side as he continued to kiss my neck. I closed my eyes and felt him move from my nipples to my stomach and then down against the raging hard on I was sporting. I unconsciously gasped when his hands made contact with the outline of my cock. "Mmmm. "Mr. Hamilton grunted. He ran his hands up and down the length of my dick and I nearly came there in my shorts. He stopped rubbing me and moved me around to face him. My face felt intensely hot and Mr. Hamilton placed his hands on my shoulders again. He leaned closer to me and moved his hands up to cup my face. Our lips connected and I felt fireworks shoot off somewhere in the vicinity of my balls. He opened my mouth with his tongue and probed inside lightly. I felt the oncoming rush of an orgasm and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I managed to grunt out "ahh" as I filled my shorts with hot creamy cum. Mr. Hamilton pulled back and smiled while I shot another load against my now soaked mess shorts. He looked down at the wet spot forming in the blue fabric and chuckled. "I must be really good. "He said. "Oh god, I'm so sorry. "I apologized, feeling more embarrassed than in my entire life. "I like that I got you that hot just by kissing you. "He said calmly. "I'm a freak. "I said cursing my juvenile libido. "Lay back. "He said in a commanding tone and pushed me back against the pillows at the end of the couch. He moved my legs from their folded position and grabbed at the bottom of my shorts.. "What are you doing? "I asked feeling very self conscious. "Cleaning you up. " "What? " "Just relax kid. " The shorts slid down over my still hard cock and I saw the massive load that I had shot a few minutes ago. Mr. Hamilton smiled like the devil and lowered his head until he was inches away from my dick. He opened his mouth and started to tongue my shaft, lapping up my cum. "Ahhh. " I moaned out and squirmed underneath him. He continued to lick my cock like a starved man. My dick was totally clean within minutes, he never wasting a drop. He smiled and slid up until he was resting his weight on top of me. He leaned in and kissed me again, this time sharing my cum with me. It was odd at first but then the idea really turned me on. "Let's go to my bedroom kid. "He said when he pulled back. Even though I was easing into this experiment, I felt nervous again at the idea of going to his room. He moved up off of me and then reached down and took my hand. I sat up and followed him as he led me past the kitchen and down the hall this his bedroom. .... If you liked this story please feel free to drop me a line at hardy.sean@rocketmail.com. I love feedback and would love to hear your thoughts.