Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2002 16:12:25 -0400 From: paul paris Subject: The Shy Oak Part 3 This story came through watching out a window while I was sick. It is imaginary and of course pure fiction. All I did was expand on the thoughts that expanded my recovery. Yes I never followed the actions but other who proof read this made various comments, all good. I hope you find the intriguing tale to your satisfaction. I have the copyright to this and others so please ask if you wish to use this in any way. Reproduce this for your own amusement but for other purposes I appreciate that you ask. The story is one of a relationship between a man and a boy. Being Illegal I do not in any way suggest that this is right. The written word is far from the actual action. It may be illegal in your country to read or even possess this story. Please check and of course if this is not your style please leave now. I expect that you can find others to tempt your time of reading. The Shy Oak. Part 3. Over the next day I had been thinking about all that had happened. I got a call from Andy's mother saying that she had to take her son to the hospital. His leg that was cut had got an infection. Clearly they were going to be some time. She spoke to Tiger who was happy to go with them but when she said that she would ask me if he could stay he showed more enthusiasm for that, rather than sit in a hospital all day. "My doctor believes that the infected leg would need to be irrigated and that would mean either a local anaesthetic or the full works to get the task done. Of course I offered to help. Tiger had been there less than an hour saying nothing at all when I got a call that worried me. "Hello. Just got some bad news. Andy's leg is infected far worse than at first thought. He will have to go in for an operation. Full anaesthetic. I will have to stay with him. It means an overnight stay. Tiger's parents are away so that leaves me stuck with what to do. I will come home and collect him and hope he understands that being in hospital for a day wont do him any harm. We will be home about lunchtime tomorrow." Of course when I suggested that Tiger could stay with me she was not sure. I expanded saying that Tiger could have a sleeping bag then tonight could be a sleep over or a camp out. "You look after Andy while Tiger will be fine with me. I can go to the cinema. There is a Star Wars film on, that will keep him happy. You talk to him. Look at it the other way. If things are all fine with you then Tiger will get a day off while Andy gets better. He is your son after all so you look to him. Tiger will be fine. You have a chat just to make sure." They both I assumed chatted for some time. I was getting prepared for the day just in case. "Sam, Andy's mum wants you." I picked up the phone. "Hi again Sam. Well it looks like you have a visitor for the next 24 hours. Tiger is happy while I have so much on my mind that knowing Tiger is safe will take quite a strain off me. I have called my neighbour who will pick a few things of Tigers and bring them over shortly before she brings things for me. I am so grateful." I told her not to be silly but take care of Andy. "Give him a kiss from me." "Oh I will when I see him." Have you ever done something that after you have done it you could just wish for a large hole to open up and swallow you whole? I had just done that. I was feeling something so my verbal emotions took over. "Give your son a kiss from an almost stranger." Well I hoped that it was not her I next saw on the step dragging tiger away realising that I could not be trusted. I was wrong. Her neighbour arrived with a bag saying she was on her way to the hospital. The bag had enough clothing in to last Tigers life; well that's what it looked like. I gave the woman a letter for Andy's mother that had my mobile number in it. This was for her benefit so that she could call at any time. I guess it was the right thing to do but said we would be at the cinema for the afternoon so I would call her later. Tiger changed to what he called his going out clothes. Shorts, shirt combined with some shoes and socks that made him look very smart. We got to the early show and although a popular film the first show was almost empty because it coincided with lunch. We got some goodies and Tiger chose to sit at the back. He told me that by doing this we would get the perfect place for the surround sound. When it started I understood what he meant. It was as if space ships were taking off and landing behind us. Even I was enjoying it. One part early on showed a bad, nasty guy doing just what you expected. Tiger had some reservations over this so I had to place an arm around him for comfort. The closeness was something that I did not expect. I was stroking his hair to stop him shaking then noticed that he was looking more at me than the film. I was not sure when he decided to slip onto my lap. The heat from him was almost too much. I started to stop hearing the film because I was concentrating on Tiger. His legs were so soft when I touched them that his head rested against me. I wondered if the film was still going. I was going to hug Tiger but my hand found the button at the bottom of his shirt. Using a finger I managed to go between 2 then my finger found the hidden button of his tummy. With a gentle tug the bottom button opened and my hand rested on his chest. His smooth skin was worth the touch. I could feel the cold metal hook that did his shorts up. It was so simple to undo them so that beneath his shirt the motion had begun to take this further. Tiger never moved. I looked around to see if anyone was watching or near. Most were down below and the area we sat in was empty except for us. I found the cold metal tag of the zip so with great bravado I pulled it down. This was the moment when Tiger looked at me. His shorts were open; I could feel the waistband of whatever he was wearing underneath. I gently took the legs of the shorts pulling them down. He tried to stop me. It was the kiss that made things happen. Tiger let go then the shorts slipped down and fell to the floor. "What if someone sees us?" He was wearing briefs, I could tell. I pulled them but they were a lot harder than I expected. It was force that made them fall. Tiger had nothing but his shirt on. The shorts and briefs were on the floor. I lifted him and turned him so that he sat on my knees. Just 2 buttons were left and the shirt was opened. I kissed him hard all the time things were building to the last 30 minutes of the film. I opened my trousers then pulled my hardest ever erection from my shorts. Our penises touched and I took his shirt from him. This was dangerous now. There I was with a naked boy squashed against my erection. The kissing became more important than the film. Holding this naked child became more and more important for both of us. Tiger rubbed hard against me while I was searching for the cheeks of his bottom. Legs either side I opened him till a finger that was against the hole began to slip into him. Gentle moans when it went further and further. I pulled him harder against me realising the feeling building up inside me. When the deep groan passed from him to me did I climax through sheer excitement? I was covering us both with the sperm I had not meant it to escape from me. I used the slippery part that covered his penis to rub him quickly. Just as the hero's became the winners in a fight to the death Tiger reached back sending his small jet of warm fluid over me. The start of the credit brought me back to what was going on. I helped him put the briefs and shorts on then tidied myself up. Tucking the shirt in it covered the mess while Tigers shirt did the same. I checked in the light that we were decent and by pure luck there were a few marks but nothing that people would stare at. We got home quickly. All our clothing was washed while we each took a shower to become clean enough for the extra clothing we both had. We never showered together and did not speak about what happened. At tea that was the first time since the cinema that I mentioned what happened. I expressed that he made me feel so special. Tiger like doing it but was not sure about being naked where others could see. Andy's mother called and spoke to Tiger. He was over the moon at seeing the film but we got caught in a shower so had to change. He was the best liar I had heard in all my life. He said he had seen his sleeping bag and was going to sleep in the living room on the sofa. "It's like camping." Andy was fine but fast asleep so she was waiting to make sure he was okay. She could bring him home in the morning, Well I did get the sleeping bag Tiger said that he was going to refuse to sleep in it when there was a perfectly good bed to use. It took a while but then it clicked. He was going to sleep with me. We spoke for some time about what had happened at the cinema. Tiger was telling me about all the things he liked. That was almost everything except being naked. I told him that being naked was the best part for me. "I did not mind the other day but being where other people might see what he liked upset me." I told him that no one other than me saw him so that was going to be fine. Tiger asked me to do things with him in the house where he felt comfortable. I told him that I would love to but he had to promise that he would stop being so worried. No thinking, he agreed straight away. I took this boy in my arms; it was he who began to kiss the way I wanted, before I could say anything at all. It was starting to get dark so I told him that we could go out for food being I was just to lazy to cook. Tiger chose the burger bar across the park. I was not that keen however it was a sound idea. Tiger got ready while I waited with just one door to lock. I forgot just how much a child could eat at a fast food place but then I was just as bad. Double meals for both of us with large drinks. We took our time so that by the time we left the sun had gone. No full moon just the mental kids who were playing football in the dark. I say mental because you could see nothing at all so more than likely some form of accident would happen. We both sat watching the kids fumble for the ball while hitting each other. Tiger gave a few laughs when it happened. I got Tiger to tumble back while we both carried on watching the game. "I know that boy Sam. His name is Ho Ni. He lives down the floor from me. Number 22. He is fun to chat with. His mum works with mine. He is allowed to stay out late during the holiday but most boys don't like him because he is like me. Our parents have married into different families." It was getting very dark now yet you could still hear the noises in the difference. Tiger never stopped looking at the sounds while I un-did the laces on his trainers. His head did move when I took them off. Slowly he faced the sounds when I slipped the socks he had on down and over his feet, they ended up in the shoes. I never thought that I would go any further but it seem so simple to undo the silver popper that held closed his shorts. The zips sound ripping its way down was far louder than the boys in the distance. "Tiger you remember when we were in the cinema?" The boy looked at me. "It's a lot darker out here." I slipped a hand under his shirt. My fingertips could feel every bump on his skin caused by the shivers while I was stroking him. "Sam? You want to do what we did in the cinema I am imagining?" "Tiger I would very much like to do that but it's down to you." "Sam, will we be seen?" We were almost against the fence. The tall bushes covered us and the grass was so soft that we sat on. "Tiger unless someone shines a torch directly upon us then I say we are very safe. We have to be quiet so if anything good happens we both must promise to stay silent." It was easy to slide Tiger's shorts down. They were soon at his ankles. I was beginning to undo the buttons of his shirt making sure that his back did not contact the grass then cause him to shudder, Shorts at his feet, shirt open it was a wonderful feeling to come into contact with his chest. "Hey Tiger is that you?" Tiger was quick to tidy up when a strange boy almost fell over us. "Ho is that you in the dark?" We were lucky that Ho sat next to me so that Tiger could dress. I could not see him very well but he sounded happy enough to see someone that he knew. "What you doing out here at this time of night?" "Ma working night shift so I am being trusted to look after myself. You wont tell her that I was out at this time will you?" "Ho what would your ma do if she knew?" "She got this slipper that she uses when we disobey her. I bet my bum would be sore for a week." "I am staying with my friend while Andy is in hospital. His leg had to be cleaned out after all that infection." "Sam do you think if Ho got permission he could stay with us tonight so that his ma did not worry?" I was not sure. I wanted so much to be with Tiger. There, I said it. I wanted this boy. "Tiger are you sure that this would be a good idea? I mean Ho does not know me at all." "Ho's ma does not know mine so all Ho has to do is ask." I gave him the mobile phone then heard a series of Chinese or Japanese that I never understood at all. Ho gave the phone to Tiger who after a while gave it to me. "Hello Sir. Are you sure that he will be no bother? I will be most grateful." The arrangements were done and Tiger and Ho ran to get a bag from Ho's house. I made a drink while I waited. When they got back the boys had the drink. They did a lot of whispering. "Never. In the cinema? Did anyone see?" "No one saw. It was great. It was going to happen again in the park but you came along." "When I was in China I did all kinds of things with my friends but never with an older person. One friend said that he had, telling us all what happened. After school we went to the man's house but he had gone. At school we were all asked if anyone had been to the man's house. My friend, the one who had never said a word. I asked him why he was quiet. He said that anyone who had been with a man had to keep it a secret forever." "Sam is that right?" asked Tiger. "Well it is best if you do secret things that you keep quiet about them." Ho looked at Tiger. "What's it like being with a man especially after you have done all the things my friend says happen?" Tiger whispered to Ho and both boys giggled. "Sam, Ho wants to ask you something." "Sir, Sam will you let me join you and Tiger? I promise that I will never tell?" I told him that I was not sure because the things we do are just between Tiger and I. I was drinking when Tiger came then sat upon my lap. I put down my cup to talk to Tiger but his kiss beat me to it. Ho was glued to what we were doing. Tiger was getting quite forceful. All the while he was kissing his nimble finger were opening the buttons of his shirt. My right eye was watching Ho as he changed places to get a better view of Tiger. I heard the popper open then the zip open. That was the moment the kiss stopped. He struggled to take off the shirt but was to close to me. Ho moved to Tiger and helped him slip the shirt over his shoulders. Tiger got up; his shorts fell to his feet. He was wearing nothing but a bright orange pair of shorts that made his body shines out from the whole room. Ho did just as Tiger. He did try and kiss me but he was an amateur. Tiger lifted Ho's tee shirt over his head then Ho tried hard to open the tight shorts he was wearing. No poppers or hooks just tight elasticised waistband. I took Ho off my lap then pulled the leg of his shorts at either side. Down they came till I saw briefs that glowed white. We all reached an agreement that what ever they wanted to do I would do my best to help them Ho's friend had been listening to what he and the man had done. He was not scared but was desperate to have the same things happen to him. Tiger was very grown up. He wanted an extension of what happened in the cinema. Me, well my request was that from that very moment both boys would do anything. I told them, no matter what. We all agreed. Both boys took their clothing then went to the bedroom. It was Tiger first. While he stood on the bed I slowly slipped the boxer shorts off him. I got him to lie down. I lifted Ho then took the white briefs from him. He was lying next to Tiger. Tiger was hard, clearly expecting something special. Ho was also hard but he was bigger with 6 maybe 7 hairs in small tufts to the right and left of his erection. I stripped of and it was me who started by alternately letting the boys' penis's slip in and out from between my lips. When I laid back I was able to hold Tiger while I gently rubbed Ho. Tiger managed to turn around then back up so that I could see what was going to happen next. I aimed my erection till it was against the hole. It was Tiger that pushed back hard leaving no gentleness at all. I was all the way in. After a while Tiger moved allowing Ho to have a chance. I was inside Ho for less than 30 seconds before I was emptying my sperm into every space that the boy had. Tiger rubbed Ho until he fell back against me. He came with 3 or 4 good splashes. I rubbed Tiger till he was begging for that moment to come. 2 jets but satisfaction all around. We tidied up then, for the rest of the night we hugged together. It was great feeling constant hard on's all the time the boys rested. I fell asleep. Both boys taking it in turn to practice the techniques of sucking then blowing woke me up. My joy was coming in Tigers mouth. He forced the first swallow then the rest came natural. I watched while Ho had his share. Tiger took all that Ho had to offer. I enjoyed washing the boys the next morning. I helped them dress just before Ho's ma came to collect him. He asked if he could come back. I said I would think about it. "I have some friends who would love to play the games we did. I love you." It was the first time that I could feel the love spoken by a boy, that was until I saw Andy. He was on crutches. His mum was exhausted. I told her to go home and rest while I looked after Andy. She was so pleased. Her last sight was the door being closed while I had her son in my arms. Part 4. Just on our own. 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