Date: Sat, 23 Feb 2002 16:25:16 -0500 From: Tom Cup Subject: Tommy Series (Mr. Steel - Revised) Chapter 4 Copyright 2000, 2001, 2002 by the Paratwa Partnership: A Colorado Corporation. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic or mechanical, except in the case of reviews, without written permission from the Paratwa Partnership, Inc, 354 Plateau Drive, Florissant, CO 80816 This is a fictional story involving alternality sexual relationships. If this type of material offends you, please do not read any further. This material is intended for mature adult audiences. Names, characters, locations and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. ************************************************************************ Tommy By Tom Cup Part I Mr. Steel CHAPTER 4 "Hello?" "Hi, it's me. Tommy" "Hi, where you been?" I told Keith about my trip with Mr. Steel; about the fishing and swimming and boat ride. Stuff like that. I didn't tell him that Mr. Steel and I were lovers or about the night at school camp though. I wanted to keep that to myself; and besides I didn't know how he would take it. He sounded sad though and was quiet for a long time. "So do you want me to come over tomorrow?" I asked. "I guess. If you want to," he replied. "You're still my best friend you know?" I assured him. I could hear Keith crying a little on the other end of the phone. "What's the matter?" I asked. "I don't know. I just missed you, I guess," he answered. "I'm sorry. It all happened so fast. Please don't be mad," I whispered, "I'll come over tomorrow and we can do something. OK?" "OK," he answered, "I'll see you then." As I was hanging up the phone I heard Keith whisper, "I love you."' He hung up before I could tell him that I loved him too. ************ Keith was sitting on his front step when I rode up on my bike. I parked, hopped off and sat down beside him. "I'm sorry about last night," he whispered, "I guess I got a little jealous." "It's OK," I responded, "I understand." I put my arm around him and gave him a hug. Keith had been doing some exploring around the neighborhood while I was away and had found a place where we could have a secret club. It was out in a wooded area near some rock outcroppings. There was a small cave there. Keith had snuck his sleeping bag out there with a few other things. He said he really wanted to fix it up and make it our place. I smiled as I looked at what he had done and grabbed his hand as we moved inside. We sat down on the sleeping bag together. I leaned over and kissed him. He kissed me back but this time it was really different. It was like he was never going to let me go. I really didn't mind and had decided that it was Keith's turn to have some fun. "Wait a minute," I said. I moved around and laid Keith on the sleeping bag and straddled him with my legs. I could feel his boner through the white shorts he was wearing, poking at my ass. I lay down on top of him and kissed him slowly. Then I started to nibble on his ear. Keith moaned and said, "I love you so much." I told him that I loved him too and lifted his tee shirt over his head. I began to move my ass over his cock and to kiss his nipples. "Man," Keith said, "you're driving me crazy." I moved to his right side, unbuttoned, and unzipped his pants. Keith kicked his shoes off and lifted his ass as I pulled his pants and underwear off with one smooth movement. He lay there totally naked with his cock making little jerking movements. I ran my hands slowly up and down his body, stopping once or twice to massage his cock and balls and to play with the small soft public hair growing in around his cock. I began to kiss him, first on the mouth, then on the neck, stomach, and finally I took his cock in my mouth. Keith moaned and began to move his ass up and down to the rhythm of my mouth. He tasted different than Mr. Steel. He was sweeter. I sucked him for awhile before he said, "Wait, get undressed." I did and Keith reached into a dark corner and grabbed some Vaseline that he had stashed there. "You know what I really want you to do?" he asked. "Fuck me," he answered for himself. "Really?" I asked. "Yup," he said. My cock was at full attention. I had almost been fucked the first night with Keith and had been properly fucked by Mr. Steel. But I had never had my cock in anyone else's ass. Keith took my cock into his hands and massaged it slowly as he applied the Vaseline. I watched as he applied it to his own ass. He took a bit of it on his two fingers and rubbed his asshole. Then he began to slide a little of it into his ass with his middle finger. He closed his eyes and circled the finger in his ass a bit and moaned. He reached for a little more of the Vaseline and his finger disappeared into his ass with him moaning the whole time. "Let me," I finally said. I took some of the Vaseline onto my middle finger and slowly slid it into Keith's ass. Keith spread and lifted his legs while I played, fingering his ass. His ass was hot and moist and slippery and I wanted to know what it would feel like to have my cock in there. Keith relaxed, his ass opened wider for my finger as he pushed himself back against it. His cock was hard against his belly and I could see a clear liquid beaded on the head of his cock. I bent over and licked it and his cock jumped. He began grinding his ass on my finger and pumped his cock into my mouth. He was thrashing wildly when I released his cock and let my finger slide out of his ass. "Come on," he said and rolled over to his belly. I had trouble getting my dick into his ass at first; finally Keith reached back and guided the head to his hole. It was tight at first, and hard to get in, but then I felt a warm sensation around the head of my cock. "That's it," Keith said, "You're in." I lifted up enough to see the shaft of my cock leading into Keith's ass. I lay on top of him and pushed in a little further. His ass was so warm and soft and I became lost in fucking him. His round butt pressed against my crotch as I pushed into him. My chest was on fire from the heat coming from his back. I reached up, put the palms of my hands on the back of his hand and we clenched our fingers around each other's. Keith was grinding his cock into the sleeping bag as I was grinding my cock into him. I couldn't get enough. I pushed into his ass, made small circles with my cock, then pulled out and did it again. My cock got harder the more I did this and Keith moaned out loud. "I think I'm close," I said. I thrust myself as deep as I could into him again and again until sweat was beading up on his back and my forehead. Finally, I felt the rushing in my balls and knew it was time. I trembled as my cock released its' hot pleasure into Keith's ass but I kept fucking him. "Oh god, it feels good!" I exclaimed. I heard Keith grunt and felt his ass tighten around my cock. He spilled his cum all over his belly and sleeping bag; as my cum squirted for a second time into his tightening ass. We lay there together in a heap on the sleeping bag, me with my cock still inside Keith's rosy hole. Eventually my cock began to shrink and I rolled off of him exhausted. Keith moved over and laid his head on my chest and caressed me gently. I breathed in the sweet smell of his hair and ran my fingers through it. We held each other and gently ran our hands over each other's bodies, kissing deeply from time to time. "I love you," he whispered. "I love you too", I respond. My mind then turned to Mr. Steel and for a moment I was confused. How could I love them both? But I did. I didn't want to lose either of them. Mr. Steel was right when he had said that I wanted to keep both of them to myself. And now I realized that I had to find a way to tell Keith about Mr. Steel. ************ That night I was just finishing dinner when the phone rang. "Hello," Mom answered, "Oh, no Mr. Steel, you didn't catch us at a bad time at all. Of course.... just a moment. Tommy, it's for you." She handed me the phone and whispered, "Now mind your p's and q's." "Hello?" "Hi, can you talk?" "I think so?" "I miss you." "Me too." "We still on for Wednesday?" "You bet! But I have to tell you something." "Now?" "No." "When we get together?" "Yeah." "OK, but now I am a little scared. It's not bad or anything?" "I just need to talk to you." "OK, and I wanted to talk to you about going to the cabin this weekend. There is a farm near by, thought you might like to check it out." "Would I? Are you kidding? Are there like horses and stuff?" "Yes, and cattle and goats and chickens..." "Oh, boy!" "Well, I better talk to your mother then." I screamed for Mom to come to the phone, and paced back and forth in the other room until she finished talking with Mr. Steel. When she came in the room, the suspense just about killed me. She sat down quietly on the sofa and reached for her knitting. I stood silently a while and waited for her to say something. "Mom," I began. "Have you finished clearing the table?" she asked. "No ma'am," I said sheepishly. She looked up at me. I turned slowly to head to the kitchen. "Oh, for God's sake," she said laughing, "Of course you can go. But you better behave yourself and do what Mr. Steel tells you or..." I dashed over to her, kissed her on the cheek; and said, "I will, I will!' and ran off to the kitchen to finish clearing the table. ************ The next day Keith and I went riding bikes together. Keith wanted to get wood and nails and stuff to fix up the cave. But we both knew that would take more money than we had. So I told him that I was going to mow Mr. Steel's lawn on Wednesday; and that Mr. Steel offered to pay me but that my Mom had refused the money, because he was taking me places every once in awhile when my Mom was working. I told Keith that I'd bet a lot of people didn't want to do their lawns and maybe we could do them. He was all for that. We rode through the neighborhood, knocking on doors and asking folks if they needed their lawns mowed. By the time we had to go home for dinner we had six lawns to mow on Thursday and two on Friday. ************************************************************************ You'll find my newest writings at http://tomcup.iscool.net. 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