Date: Sat, 30 Jan 2010 06:35:47 -0500 (EST) From: Mitchel Mulder Subject: Tom and Mike-7 & 8 Chapter 7 Mike's doorbell rang, he looked at his watch, too early for the guests to arrive, then it must be his old friend Frank. "Mike!" "Hey, Frank, so good to see you!" The two men hugged. "Come in." Mike offered Frank a beer and he showed him around the house. "Looks nice, how's about that kid? You fucked him already?" "Frank, don't talk like that, but to be honest, I did that just this morning." Mike answered. "Don't worry, you'll meet him this afternoon." Dressed in cargo shorts and a tee, Tom rang the bell, he knew he was a bit early but maybe he could help Mike with some last minute arrangements. "That will be him" Mike said and went to the door. "Tom, this is Frank, an old friend of mine, in fact we grew up together. He lived next to me." Tom looked from Frank to Tom and back again. It was like looking at two brothers, only Frank was a bit shorter, but also very muscled and he guessed around the same age. Frank was wearing shorts too and his legs were hairy and muscular. Frank extended his hand which was wide, Tom looked at the hairy arms and shook hands. "I've heard already much about you." Frank said and gave Tom a wink. Tom looked to Mike who gave him a big smile. He blushed a bit and looked away. "Don't worry," Mike said and gave Tom a big kiss on his lips, "Frank and I don't have any secrets." "You want to be in charge of the barbeque?" Mike asked Tom. "Sure, only I don't have much experience." "Don't worry, I'll give you a hand if you want," Frank said, "it's not that difficult, just make sure that you don't mix the meat with the fish." "You caught the fish yourself, Mike?" Frank asked. "No, can't remember the last time I did some fishing." "You like fishing, Tom? Hey, why don't you and Mike go up to my cabin at the lake next weekend. You know, Tom, I have a little cabin right at the shore, very quiet, great for fishing and swimming." Tom had never done any fishing but the idea of being alone with Mike for a whole weekend was too good to be true. He said he would love to. Karen could not stop thinking about the things Mrs. Henderson had said. She was only glad that Tom did not ran after girls, his study was more important now. Had he not a thing with that blond girl from school a few months ago? Sure, he was spending time with Mike lately, the good results of his math test was a result of that. There was nothing wrong with spending time with Mike, maybe Tom needed a father figure, talk about things he couldn't discuss with her. That silly Mrs Henderson with her stupid insinuations! She hardly knew Mike. On the other hand neither did she. What was it again what her friend Judy always use to say, guys over thirty are either gay or are looking for a mother figure. To her Mike did look as if he was looking for a mother figure. "Damn!" What was really going on between those two? There was already a crowd when Karen arrived, she spotted some of her neighbours and walked over. She stopped when she saw Mrs. Henderson was there too. In the corner of eye she saw Tom waving. She walked up to him and the man he was talking to. The man introduced himself as Frank. "You look like a lady who drinks white wine." Karen had to smile, "is that so obvious?" "Let me get some for you. Tom, I think those burgers are done." "So Tom, I see they put you to work." "Yes, Mum, you like one?" as he held up a burger. "Maybe later." "Next weekend ...." Tom started, but Karen was distracted by someone tapping her shoulder. She turned around and tensed when she saw who it was, "Oh, Mrs Henderson." "Sorry Karen, didn't want to frighten you. That Frank, such a nice man too. An old friend of Mike." Karen heard how she stressed the word `friend'. "Charming man, don't you think, dear." She moved her head a bot closer to Karen's, "not married either." "Please, Mrs. Henderson. I don't care!" "Here you go." A glass of white wine was put in her hand. "Thanks, eh, Frank wasn't it......, cheers!" Karen turned away from Mrs. Henderson and took a sip of the wine. Mike came over and greeted Karen then turned to Tom. "How everything going over here?" "Just perfect!" "Hey Mum, next weekend Mike and I are going fishing, Frank has a cabin at a lake and we can spend the whole weekend! Isn' t that great." Karen was just about to take another sip, she stopped. All the things Mrs Henderson had said were echoing through her mind. She saw the way Tom looked up to Mike, how Mike put a hand on Tom's shoulder. She could only bring out one word. "No." Tom, Mike, Frank and Mrs Henderson all looked to her. "No," she repeated. "Mum!" "Tom, you've taken up enough of Mike's time, I don't want you to spend a whole weekend alone with Mike." Both Tom and Mike looked hurt, Mike put down the can of beer and walked away. "Look, I'm sorry" Frank said, "the whole thing was my idea, since Tom hadn't done any fishing, I thought it would be a good idea." "Karen is right, Tom should spend time with his friends, friends of his own age that is." Mrs Henderson joined in. "Mrs. Henderson, I can speak very well for myself, thank you!" Tom shot his mother an angry look, but he couldn't say anything, he was busy handing out burgers. Frank let out a deep sigh,"guess you don't know the whole story about Mike. Come on, I'll have to show you something." Frank led Karen inside the house, followed by a very curious Mrs. Henderson. He took them to a book case in the living. Two framed pictures stood on a shelf. Karen looked closer. She saw a picture of a bride and groom, she realised that she was looking a picture of a much younger Mike. The other picture was of the same woman, now pregnant, smiling broadly into the camara. "Is that Mike?" "Yes, Mike and his wife Ellen." Frank swallowed loudly and waited a a bit before going on, "They had spent an evening with me, Ellen was seven months pregnant. On the way home they had a car accident. Ellen died instantly, Mike was hurt very badly, he was in coma for a couple of weeks. They couldn't save the baby either, although they tried. The child would have been a son." "O my God, that's terrible." "I was with Mike when he came out of the coma, had to tell him that his wife had died as well as his son. It was terrible, Mike didn't want to live anymore, cried all the time, refused medication, well, who could blame him when both your wife and your boy are dead and burried. God, he was so happy when they had found out that their baby would be a boy. He couldn't stop talking about the things they could do together." Mrs. Henderson, held her hand in front of her mouth, holding back her tears. Karen kept looking at those pictures, she knew all about loosing a husband, but loosing your child too, that would have been even harder. "Slowly Mike recovered, it took several years before he finally changed the nursery into a study. I remember one time when Mike and I walked past a playground, Mike stopped and watched the kids play, he actually started to cry, he pointed at a boy saying that he could have been his son." "How long ago did all this happen?" "Fifteen years ago." Karen closed her eyes, never before had she felt so sorry, "I have to talk to him." She hurried out and looked for Mike, she could find him, she walked round the house to the front yard. There he was sitting on the ground resting against the wall. When he saw her walking over to him he got up. "You're right," he said, "I should have asked to you first." He looked sad and hurt. She felt even more sorry, "Look it's allright, I think Tom would love to spend a weekend with you." She put her hand on his shoulder, "Frank told me, about your wife and kid." "He shouldn't have done that." "I'm glad he did." She saw a tear rolling down over his face, "Come here." She put her arms around him, he burried his face in her hair, she knew he was crying. "You have to believe me, Karen. I only want the best for Tom." "I know. " "When I look at him, I can only wish that my son would have been like him. O God, I had so much planned for us, you know. I think every man wants to have a son, to do all those things together. And since Tom didn't have a father, I mean...., it was just too good to be true." Karen saw a tear rolling on on is face. She pulled him closer, telling him it was allright. "Mum? Mike?" "Oh, eh....." Karen let go of Mike, "just telling Mike that it's a good idea, that fishing trip." Tom's face lighted up, he ran to his mother, "Thanks, Mum." Karen put het arms on both Tom and Mike, "Come on fellows, there is a party going on!" Although it was hot above the grill, Tom enjoyed that he was in charge of the barbeque, every now and then Mike or Frank helped him. He saw his mother talking to a guy. Occasionally they both laughed out loud. It was good to see his mother having a a good time with a man. "Who is that?" he asked Mike. "That's Martin, a collaegue of mine." "They same to like eachother." "He's a nice guy. Look, you're all getting sweaty." with a napkin Mike swept away the sweat from Tom's forehead. He wanted to reach out to him and held him in his arms, to kiss him and make love to him. "I'm really looking forward to next weekend." "Same here, kid." Mike answered. Someone called for Mike, on his way over he brushed his crotch against Tom's behind. Tom had to smile. His gaze followed Mike walking over to a group of people. When he looked back Frank stared at him, giving him a big smile and a wink. Around nine that evening people start to leave, his mother was still talking with that guy, Martin. Of course Mike had to show people out, but whenever he had a chance he came over to Tom to help to clean up. Together they brought the left-overs to the kitchen. Mike threw everything in the sink and took Tom in his arms. "You did great this evening" Mike said and gave him a big deep kiss. Tom kissed him back, "hey, what was that all about between you and my mum?" "I'll tell you later. The good thing is we will have that weekend at Franks's cabin, just the two of us!" "I'm so looking forward to it." Tom pushed him against the sink, he could feel that Mike was getting excited, so was he. If only they were alone, he would love to feel that nice cock inside him again. "Oh, isn't that romantic!" Tom let go of Mike, but Mike pulled him back. "Hey, Frank, do you mind?" Mike smiled. "No not at all, just a bit jealous." They heard Karen outside calling for Tom. "I guess your mother wants to leave" Mike said and planted a kiss on his lips and let him go, "You'd better go with her." Tom felt a bit akward, being in the same room with Mike and Frank, but Mike did not seem to mind having Frank around, so he gave Mike a quick kiss and went outside to his mother. First they walked Mrs Henderson home, it was already dark and the old lady could not see good in the dark. They waited till she had unlocked the door and had gone inside, then Karen put her arm around Tom's shoulder and together they walked home. Tom looked out of his bedroom window. Mike and Frank were cleaning up, all the guests had left. He had just had a shower, washing away the smell of the barbeque, of course he had had quick wank, only the thought of being alone with Mike for a whole weekend had been enough to make him cum. He heard his mother sing downstairs, something she hadn't done in a long time. He turned out the lights and went to bed. With his hands behind his head he stared at the ceiling. What a day this had been, for the first time in his life, a real man's cock in his ass and a weekend with Mike to look forward to! Chapter 8 As usally Tom couldn't wait to get home, he ran upstairs and dropped his schoolbag. He looked out of the window, Mike's window was open wide, he saw two hands with dumbells going up and down just above the window-sill. Great, Mike was already home! Quickly he stepped out of his jeans and briefs and changed to shorts, underwear was not necesarry. He liked the way his cock and balls moved freely when he walked over to Mike's house. When he rang the bell he had already an erection. Slowly the door opened. Tom was surprised as he had expected to see Mike. Instead it was Frank who, with a broad smile opened the door to let him in. "Hey, come in Tom". Frank closed the door and Tom looked back, his mouth fell open. "Sorry about this, I was just working out, hope you don't mind." Frank was only wearing some old worn white briefs, maybe even a bit too small, the cotton was almost see-through and could barely cover the things inside. Tom's eyes wandered over Frank's body, he was so much like Mike. For a few moments he couldn't say anything. "No... no not at all", he finally answered. "You want to join me?" "Sure!" Tom followed Frank upstairs, damn he was getting even hard just looking at that ass in those white briefs. "I'd better take some weights off" Frank said and removed some of the barrels, "This should be okay." Tom laid down on the bench and reached for the barbell. He looked up and all he could see was Frank's big bulge. "Hang on, maybe it's better when you remove your shirt." Tom did and lay back down again. He gripped the barrell, his hands only inches away from Frank's bulge. He felt his cock started to drip. He took a deep breath and told himself to concentrate. He lifted up. Franks began to count. "You're doing great! Just two more" Frank counted aloud, at ten he guided the barbell back. By doing so the barbell went over Frank's bulge, he moved his hips a bit forward, when the barbell was back in its position, his bulge hang over it. Tom could clearly see the outline of his cock, he wondered if it was as big as Mike's. His cock had gone semi soft during the short work-out but now was rock hard again. "When will Mike be home?" "Didn't you get his e-mail?" Tom sat up, "No, haven't checked yet." "Mike had to go to a client in another town, something about a contract for a new deal, he's not sure when it all will be finished. He hopes to be back home tomorrow night, but it could easily be a day later, depending on the negotations. He told me he was sorry he couldn't tell you in person. Seems he likes these afternoons with you. Anyway, he told me you'd probably be over, said it was a nice chance to get to know eachother better." Softly Frank pushed him back on the bench. "How long are you staying here?" "I'll leave tomorrow morning, had to install a new faucet, maybe Mike is good at maths and other things but he's lousy at plumbing. Come on, a new set, same weights or a bit more?" "Yeah, I think I could take a few more." Now Tom had really to push the weights up with all his power, Frank had to help him with the last two pushes. When the barbell was back on the rack, Tom closed his eyes and let his hands drop and hang down, his chest was heaving, he was out of breath. "Did great, boy!" His eyes flew open when he felt Frank's wam hand on his chest. "Great exercise for your chest." Now both of Frank's hands were on his chest. He felt his cock swell again, he heard Frank say something about how good his chest looked and what a nice flat tommy he had. The hands went down to his stomach. Tom's eyes follewed the hairy hands going down over his body, he looked up and looked right at the tight white briefs. He could now see that Frank was hard too, the head of his cock pushing against the band. He let out a sigh as Frank's hands moved under his waistband of his shorts. "Nice!" Frank said as his fingertips touched Tom's cock. Frank's hairy chest was right above his face, he ran his hands through the chest hairs and pinched the big nipples. He lifted up his face so he could take one nipple between his lips and sucked on it. He felt it getting harder. Frank came from behind the barbell and walked over. He unzipped Tom's shorts and pulled them off. For a second he admired Tom, then he sank to his knees, lifted up Tom's cock and opened his mouth. Tom gasped as he felt the back of Frank's throat. His hands glided over the broad shoulders, he sat up a bit so his hand could reach the waistband of Frank's whities. Frank let go of his cock and smiled broadly, then he placed his lips on Tom's and pushed his tongue deep in. Tom kissed him back, somehow it felt different then kissing Mike, this was good too, but no feeling behind it except that it was hot and lusty. While kissing him, Frank moved him over to the floor, then Frank broke the kiss and stepped out of his briefs. His cock sprung free, maybe not as big as Mike's in length but a bit thicker and his balls were much more hairier. They moved into a 69 position and both sucked the other one's cock eagerly. Tom tugged Frank's balls, by the sounds of it Frank liked it a lot, his finger trailed off the Frank's hairy ass which was all sweaty. Frank groaned as his finger slipped in. He pushed a second finger in and Frank pushed back. Then to his surprise Frank rolled him on his back and grabbed his cock, he let a big glob drip out of his mouth on top of his cock. Frank lowered himself. Tom almost shot his load when he knew what was going to happen, he felt his cock head against the Frank's warm flesh, he felt the pressure as his cock touched Frank's opening. He sighed as Frank lowered himself and his head entered him. Frank closed his eyes as he lowered his body evenmore, his ass sucked Tom's cock in completely, he rested a few seconds as his ass touched Tom's belly. Tom had to control himself, the feeling he felt was overwhelming, his cock was squeezed by the warm moist flesh of Frank's ass. Frank's hairy balls resting on his belly. Slowly at first, Frank started to ride his dick, while he jacked himself at the same speed. Tom pushed his hips up and down as Frank rode his cock, not only the feeling was incredible but also the sight! It did not take long before Tom knew he was about to cum, he moved his hips faster and Frankt too accelerate his motions. He lifted up his upper body and his mouth opened in a long low moan, his balls exploded. He and Frank cried out in joy, God he was cumming for the first time while fucking a hot ass! After a while Tom fell back, trying to regain his breath, he started to groan again when his cock was beging squeezed by Frank's ass musles, at the same time he felt Frank's warm cum landing on his stoamch and chest. He looked up and saw Frank with his head rolled back jerking the last drops of cum out of his cock. Frank laid beside Tom, he ran his hand over his chest, "Boy oh boy, you are hot!" Tom smiled back, but now he had second feelings. "Don't worry" Frank said as if he could read his mind, "Mike won't mind, besides, you'll never get a chance to fuck him, he is a total top. You know what that is?" "Of course I know!" Tom answered a bit annoyed "Sorry! I'm versatile as they say, I like to fuck or get fucked, as long as it is with a hot guy. And, that's what you are." "Thanks, so are you" Tom sat up, "I guess I have to go, my Mum can come home any time now." "Sure, here you go" Tom tossed his a towel to wipe of the cum on his body. Tom was just inside when he heard his mother's car pull up. He did not know how to feel, sure the sex with Frank had been great, he was proud in a way, within two days he had been fucked and had fucked, he was no longer a virgin in anyway. Also he felt like if he had cheated on Mike, his feelings for Mike were more then just sex, he loved him.