Date: Tue, 4 Aug 2009 15:16:35 -0400 (EDT) From: J J McMasters Subject: You Don't Hurt a Boy Chapter 3 You Don't hurt a boy Written by: The Iceman Warning: This document contains Adult Material and is a totally fictional story of Consensual sex between a man and a boy. If it is illegal where you live to view adult material, leave now! If you find Adult material offensive, you may also leave now. If you have not left, then it is assumed you are either not illegal and/or not offended. So sit back and hopefully enjoy. Chapter 3 Time to go to work: The morning came all to soon as well as my wake up call, as he wiggled in my arms he said "I had a wonderful dream that you broke my cherry and I loved it but I guess it was only a dream" I kissed him and said "it wasn't a dream and I made love to you". He looked at me and said "now I know I love you because you have already made love to me" I smiled and kissed him and said "if you don't get your ass in gear I will do your butt enough harm that you won't be able sit normal for a week" he leaped out of the bed and ran for the bathroom and as I entered he was taking a very smelly shit and he was in hog heaven as he looked at his dump he could see a milky residue that accompany his brown movement and I said "that's what a morning dump looks like after I give you a good butt fucking" he wiped himself and we both took a 7 minute military shower and in less than 15 minutes we were both showered dressed and ready to go I said "please bring the food with us you can get hungry between breakfast and lunch and you are a growing boy" he kissed my cheek and we were on our way I checked out and called our next stop and was told that they were ready I told them that we will be there in less than an hour the man on the other end said "cool" Peter and I went to Mickey D's and bought the place out I looked at Peter and said it would be cheaper to clothe you than feed you, as we rocketed down the highway he calmly ate his weight in breakfast food but he continuously fed me small bites of food so that when we got to the place I had a good breakfast and he held my coffee after I took every sip. As we pulled up to the facility the owner was sitting outside as were all of the employees and a morning coffee truck was sitting in the parking lot so I walked to the truck and Peter was right behind me, as we walked to the truck the owner came up and asked if he could get me something I turned to him and said "this is my grandson Peter I need something from the truck because he ate all of the breakfast that I purchased at Micky D's and if you hold him back I can get something for breakfast" the owner started to laugh and so did some of the workers and poor Peter stood and blushed almost to crimson, I held out my arms and he came to me and I wrapped my arms around him and he was upset but he realized that I was only kidding, I ordered 2 breakfast burritos a container of Orange juice and a cup of coffee I paid for them and I said to Peter, in an Irish whisper "I hope that you can get them to me so I can have breakfast too" one of the employees said "do you want me to keep an eye on him" I shook my head no and the owner said "George doesn't get involved the boy knows what he is doing" Peter fixed my coffee the way I like it and brought it the orange juice and the two burritos in to me and when he saw the size of the machine he sucked in his breath and said "Grandpa that is a monster" I leaned down and whispered in his ear "I hope that you know the difference between a Philips screw driver and a ½" end wrench" he whispered "I fixed my own bike and the man that was my birth dad's truck" I looked at him and said "I ask your forgiveness for the needling that I hit you with but you do eat more than most" he stuck his tongue at me, and I said "promises, promises all I get is promises" he blushed and kissed me and said "I still love you Grandpa" I wrapped my arms around him and he giggled and said "be careful I am ticklish, and if I lose control I can piss my pants" I looked at him and said "God forbid". In about 30 minutes with all of the test instruments connected and I said Peter watch as we put a .050 piece of sheet steel on the table and in about 45seconds it cut it into a sign that said "Hi my name is Peter cMaster" it printed it in two lines and it was perfect, Hi, My name is Peter McMasters When the machine backed off I showed him the sign and said it is still hot but what do you think of it he stood there and tears were on his face and he whispered in my ear "thank you Grandpa" George picked it up and took it and grit blasted it clean and he hung it in the paint booth and he turned to Peter and asked "what color do you want" he looked at me and I said "answer the man" he looked at the color of the bikes that were being painted and picked a beautiful red George hung the steel plate up and Peter was privy to a power coating and the part went through the Preheat ovens then the machine pumped a red powder onto the plate then it went back through the oven when it came out it was hot but finished and he looked at it and the tears were running down his face and George handled it and the finisher took it and the finisher put pinstriped by hand in white paint and before we left it was sandwiched it between two thin pieces of wax coated plastic foam and cardboard Peter carried it to the truck and I stuffed a $20 into Georges pocket and he pushed right back into my pocket and he said "your grandson is all boy and he loves you and you always fix our equipment better than any one local can do, thank you" the owner signed the bill and Peter and I reloaded the equipment and Peter shook hands with George and thanked him for the sign and George asked "what are you going to do with the sign" and totally straight face he said "I will hang it on my bedroom wall over my bed" at that he shook Georges hand and we headed down the road. I looked at Peter and asked "how do you know that you will be living with me and how do you know that you will have your own bedroom" he was silent and then he finally said "Grandpa I know that you are a good man plus I love you and I think you love me so in truth I think I will become your over/son" now it was my turn to tear up and I reached over and took his hand and said "it will be so" with that Peter let his seat back down and peacefully went to sleep, and considering what we did last night and the excitement he had today his need for sleep didn't shock me. 4 hours later and considering that I was driving west I was driving straight into the setting sun but we were almost at my last business stop so I pulled into a Howard Johnson got us a room and I noticed a Super Wal-Mart across the highway so two birds with one stone Peter was still asleep so I took the underpass beyond the hotel and in a few minutes we were parked in front of the store I gently shook Peter and said "OK sleepyhead where here" he brought the seat fully up and looked at the size of the store and said "good God that store is a monster" I looked at him and said "it sells EVERYTHING as a matter of fact there is a gas station on one end and a car dealer on the other" he looked at me and said "what are we stopping for" I smiled and said "I would love to have you walking around with the tight blue jeans you wear but they are a little too provocative for the family neighborhood that I live in" Peter looked at me and said "my Dad would spend $30 on a bottle of Scotch but he said that the clothing that I had was still wearable" so we grabbed two shopping carts and we started at the boys underwear section and I borrowed a cloth tape measure from the notions counter and I measured 1st his waist his collar size next his in-seam and in about 45 minutes we had both carts full, and when he realized how much I had purchased he was upset but what I hadn't told him several items I had picked up were too large for him but in short order he would grow into them, he said "Grandpa please I don't need all of this" but we carried it all out to the car and it cost me around $750 but he cooled off after he realized that I wasn't listening to him. We covered the bags except what I wanted him to wear in bed tonight and to the job sight tomorrow, I drove to the next crossover East and in 5 minutes we were back to Howard Johnson's and I was parked he was still fuming about how much I had spent on STUFF for him when we got to our room he said "Mike please don't get me wrong but I really don't need all of the clothing that you spent too much money on" two things happened at the same time I sat him down on the chair and sat across from him and said "you need to understand the rules, Rule #1 I am the boss for all other rules refer to rule #1" he had a look of fear on his face I stood and said "we need to freshen up for dinner and then a good night sleep", as I stood up he was a little in shock but when we were standing I held out my arms and he came to me and I hugged him and he whispered "I am sorry Grandpa" I gave him a soft swat and said "get naked and we can shower before dinner" in less than 1 minute we were in the shower and without any fooling around we were clean and dry in less than 15 minutes I handed him his soft sleep shorts and said "we are going to eat in the room" so I ordered room service and knowing the best things on the menu I put the order in and in 20 minutes there was a knock on the door and the cutest boy was pushing the cart onto the room as he set up the food on the table I slid a hand up the back of his leg and he turned and said "I get off at 9 and I can be up here in 5 minutes after that", I said "what time do you have to be home" he smiled and said "11 and I don't live far away" I said see you at 9" I signed the meal ticket and slipped him $10 and I said if you bring up some Ice-cream at 9 I will give you more" he smiled and said "see you at 9" as we ate Peter said "what was that" I said "that is tonight's entertainment and he is full on gay and there is nothing he won't do" Peter looked up and said "what do you mean" I smiled and said "you will see at about 9:15 and unless I am wrong tonight should go down in the history books as one that you will always remember" he gave me a silly look and we took a shower together then after we were dry I handed him a pair of sleep shorts and a pocket T- shirt in the same color, he didn't argue and he slipped them on he realized that they were very loose but they stayed up and as we lay around doing nothing we ended on the bed watching TV as the program ended I said "Peter drop your shorts and pull up your T-shirt" as he did I very lightly dusted him with some `baby powder' and I rubbed it in but I was careful to not get any on his cock as I finished I said "OK pull up your short and pull down your T-shirt and watched TV there was a soft knock on the door and I let the hotel boy in and I asked him "what is your name" he blushed and said "I am sorry but it is Bobby, and I brought you two some desert" I smiled and said "I figured you were tonight's desert" he put the carrier on the table and in it was three slices of crumb apple pie with ice cream and each had a clean fork and each had a different flavor of ice cream on each pie Bobby said "I like them all so you two take your pick and I will eat the last" so grabbed the vanilla, Peter took chocolate and Bobby took the strawberry as we filled our faces with pie and ice cream I asked Bobby "why do you work here" his face looked sad and he said "my dad split last year and my Mom can't make it and keep all of us fed on what she makes in the Wal-Mart across the highway, I have 4 brothers ranging in age from 3 to 14 years old" he didn't smile." The Iceman