Date: Mon, 1 Jan 2001 19:50:04 -0800 (PST) From: Ed Subject: 'Capturing Tommy-09' (t/t,oral,anal,spank) Note to readers: I apologize for the long time gap between chapters 8 and 9. I have a thousand excuses, none of which are very convincing. I wish to thank those who have written to me and promise to respond in the future. The following is a brief synopsis of the first 8 chapters: Thirteen year old Tommy moved next door to Mike, a local highschool star athlete. Tommy lived alone with his mother and became infatuated with Mike. One night about a month ago, he got caught spying on Mike who was naked and masturbating to pictures of young boys on the Internet. Mike snatched him from his bedroom next door and brought him into his. He fucked Tommy and made him into his sexual slave. Mike required nightly visits from Tommy who had to strip naked or dress only in a pair of red silk panties that once belonging to Mike's girlfriend. Mike's friend Jerold was invited to meet Tommy without his knowledge and realized that he also desired having a boy to serve him in a similar manner. Colin lived with his single dad and became enamored of Jerold, secretly following him everywhere. Jerold tricked the 13 year old Colin into soiling his pants with boycum while ostensibly teaching him the correct way to shoot a basketball. He led him into his house on the pretense of cleaning the stain before it set in his clothing. He stripped Colin and placed him in his bathtub. Tommy wound up in the same tub water after Mike and he came to visit Jerold. The two boys hadn't known each other but were gifted with nearly identical bubble butts, their finest assets (pun intended). The four of them visited a store where Mike had Tommy try on girl's panties in front of the salesman. Jerold was angry with Mike for treating Tommy with a seeming disregard for the boy's feelings. Mike recognized that he had a need to humiliate Tommy in public... something that he desired to change with Jerold's help. Chapter 9 picks up where a guy that Mike befriended on the Internet by the name of 'Boyhunter' was trying to identify him. It was the morning that he and Tommy were to go swimming with Jerold and Colin in the neighbor's pool. Capturing Tommy-9 Boyhunter received the head-cropped pictures of Tommy that I had attached to an email. He was putting together the clues to my identity. This is a small town and he knew that it was only a matter of time before he solved the mystery: I had a friend whose name began with 'Jer'. 'Jer' had befriended a 13 year old red-headed boy and I had a shoulder length blonde the same age who lived right next door to me. I had bragged of my star status in both football and basketball at the only highschool in town. He surmised that my best friend 'Jer' would also be an athlete. He never missed any of the local games and knew all the players by name and sight. Suddenly, the clues all came together in his head... he knew without a doubt who I was! "I think the pink ones would look great on you today.", Mike said. "But sir..... what if someone sees me... if I wear the black ones, from a distance they at least look like a swim suit. Couldn't I just wear them instead?" "Nobody but me, Jerold and Colin will see you. Now, I won't have any more of this... change into the pink panties and meet me in the driveway. Here, take my football jersey to wear. It has a tail long enough to cover you in case the neighbors are looking. Once you get in the car though, it comes off for the drive over to Jerold's house. You know how much I like seeing you dressed only in panties. You have a beautiful body Tommy and I won't allow it to be hidden from me or my friends." We were a bit early and noticed Colin Barnes walking up the street dressed in cargo pants and an oversize football jersey with 'Hammond' (Jerold's last name) written across the back. I stopped the car and offered him a ride. Tommy literally beamed when Colin sat up front next to him. They were like two schoolgirls, giddy and affectionate as they kissed each other in greeting. It was good to see my Tommy smile again, causing me to feel more guilt. In a few minutes we were parked in Jerold's driveway and the boys piled out the passenger side, hand-in-hand. Tommy looked around nervously since he was clad only in his pink panties and nothing else save sneakers and socks. He attempted to cover himself with my football jersey but didn't dare put in on without my permission. No sense in having him put it on now because in a few more seconds we'd be inside Jerold's house and he knew the rule. Once inside he draped the jersey over a kitchen chair and dutifully removed his socks, sneakers and panties. No matter how many times I see him naked, he still takes my breath away. If only time would stand still and allow him to remain 13 years old forever. Tommy was keenly aware of the stares that Colin and me directed toward him. He shyly hung his head which made him appear even cuter... if that were possible! Jerold heard us come through the kitchen door and called from the living room for us to join him. He was sitting on the couch watching TV wearing a terrycloth robe and blue swim trunks. The robe splayed open to reveal his muscled chest and legs. He motioned for Colin to join him by patting his knee. Colin posted in front of him and while Jerold talked to me about what a great day it was for swimming, he rolled the football jersey up and off his boy. When Colin dropped his arms by his side, Jerold nonchalantly worked on the top button and zipper of his pants. That quickly, they were draped around his ankles and he stepped free of them. Jerold leaned down and untied the laces on his sneakers. A minute later Colin was barefoot and naked except for a pair of white cotton boy briefs. In the meantime, I had taken a seat in a lounge chair and perched naked Tommy on my knee. I heard Jerold ask Colin's permission to remove his briefs. Colin nodded his assent. Obviously they had a different arrangement between them. I never ask Tommy if I can take a liberty with his body, I just do it! I suggested that the two naked boys lay on the carpet in front of the TV while Jerold and I continue to talk. I knew they liked being together, besides, it provided a view of their naked asses for my video camera. I brought an extra power pack along because I intended on taking an entire VCR tape of them today. They both seemed unaware of the camera lens trained on them as they lay on their stomachs naked, ankle-to-hip. I panned from the soles of their feet, up their hairless legs, then zoomed in on their beautiful ass mounds before tracking up their spines. They could easily have been twins, their bodies were so much alike. From my vantage point, their faces were hidden. There was no mistaking who was who though. Colin's shock of red hair and Tommy's shoulder-length blonde hair ensured that. As they lay there looking at the TV, Colin put his arm across Tommy's shoulders in a show of boyish affection for his new friend. Tommy turned on his side and they touched their lips together briefly. I captured it on film and looked over at Jerold in time to see him smile at me. I felt a twinge in my stomach as old memories of Jerold and me sharing a similar moment flooded my brain. I had forgotten how nice it felt to be so totally open and honest with a best friend. I wondered if Jerold might be thinking the same thing. An awkward moment followed as we broke eye contact and looked back at our two naked boys sprawled innocently on the carpet. So far there didn't seem to be a move on either boy's part to assume a more dominant posture over the other. They seemed content to be equals. I thought perhaps that is why Jerold and I drifted apart. I tired to assume the dominant role with him and I missed the cues that he was unwilling to let me. I thought back to the anger he showed in the car after we left the store yesterday. He didn't like the way I treated Tommy, allowing him to be on display when he was fitted for his panties. Possibly his anger stemmed from thoughts of my attempt at dominance over him in our earlier boyhood relationship. Jerold sent the boys into the kitchen to fetch some cokes and I told Tommy to bring his panties along. I knew it wouldn't be long before we would head over to the neighbor's pool and it was best that we all had a covering. I was wearing swim trunks underneath my pants so I stood and removed them along with my shirt, sneakers and socks before the boys returned. Jerold slipped out of his robe so we were both in the same state of undress. A coke in each hand, our naked little boys separated and went to their respective masters. Tommy handed me my coke and his panties which I placed on the table next to my chair. I slid my left hand on the small of his back then cupped his soft buttocks. My touch must have startled him because he spilled most of his coke down on my swimsuit pouch. "Now look what you've done!", I said in a loud voice. I grabbed the coke from his hand, placed it next to mine on the table and turned him over my knee. What was merely an accident, I chose to perceive as impudence. Impudence by a slave must be dealt with immediately, every master knows that! Slap! Slap! SLAP! S_L_A_P!! My hand rose to ever higher heights in meting out the punishment that he deserved. Tommy wailed as the stinging pain in his ass became more and more acute. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Master....", he cried, again and again. In mid slap, my attention went to Colin who was standing between Jerold's legs. His reaction was one of abject fear. He backed up into his master's chest when he saw his friend being severely chastised. His reaction seemed to be more than the situation called for... he was truly scared. Seeing this, Jerold wrapped the boy in his embrace as Colin seemed to coil up in a fetal position, his eyes widened as he saw me beating Tommy's ass. My flash of anger seemed to surprise everyone, including me! After all it was just an accident. I really don't know why I reacted so violently. Jerold angrily looked at me and directed Colin's head into his hairy chest, stroking his hair like one would pet a puppy. Then he put a hand on each of Colin's asscheeks and turned his body completely inward, facing him away from me and Tommy. Colin's tiny hands encircled his left pec and closed his lips around the teat in the middle, nursing like a newborn. I stopped slapping Tommy when I saw this. I opened my legs and let him slide to a kneeling position between them. With a fervor, He began licking the material covering my coke-wet bulge. Broad stroking with his tongue, he demonstrated complete submission to me, his master. His attempt at reparations made me proud of the training I'd given him. At the same time I could feel his body shaking and heard his whimpers. It made me a bit ashamed of hurting him. I heard myself apologize. "It wasn't your fault honey, I shouldn't have punished you!" I pulled Tommy up and had him lock onto my teat just like Colin had instinctively done to Jerold. Jerold's look of complete anger toward me softened as he looked at Tommy nursing on me and I looked at Colin nursing on him. Our two little naked boys seemed to relish their roles as sucklings and it was quite some time before they broke away from our pectoral nubbins. We allowed the boys to rest for a few minutes before I nodded to Jerold and pulled Tommy's head away. I turned him around so his back was leaning against my chest. I took the silk pink panties and opened them so he could step in. It was time to go swimming. Jerold took my cue and dressed Colin in his little white cotton boy-briefs. We crossed over the property line into the neighbor's secluded back yard. Hidden behind trees and bushes was a large swimming pool with a full deck and diving board. I panned the camera around as Tommy and Colin nervously walked down the steps into the shallow end and stood knee-deep in the cool water. Jerold ran out on the board and dove head first to the pool bottom. I put down the camera and dove off the board to join Jerold. The boys playfully splashed each other, wetting their 'suits' into delightful transparency. Jerold tried to entice the boys into the deeper end but they refused to go beyond chest deep. It turns out that neither of them had learned to swim. I grinned at Jerold and told him my plan. We swam underwater and simultaneously 'debriefed' the boys. With trophies held high, they tried jumping to retrieve them. I tossed Tommy's panties onto the deck and Jerold did likewise with Colin's briefs. As I watched the airborne cotton briefs land, I thought I detected movement in the backdrop of bushes some 20 yards from the pool. I continued to look but saw nothing else and assumed that it was just my imagination. We had a great time that lasted to early afternoon. With Jerold and my help, we taught the boys at least how to save themselves from drowning. I especially liked teaching the backstroke where their little penises periscoped above the water line. The Australian Crawl was nice too because their delicious stark-white melons were visible. We both partook of those fruits at the shallow end. Tommy and Colin lay on their backs partway up the water covered steps as Jerold and I injected them with our seed. We did it side by side allowing the boys to French kiss each other while freely giving themselves to our anal penetrations. Several more times, I felt that we were being watched and let the camera run unattended, trained on the bushes where I suspected the peeping tom to be. We were having lunch and watching the tape when I saw him. Stopping the film in pause mode, a male figure was definitely there in the bushes. I was hoping that I might be able to enhance the image after transferring it to my computer. Anyway, the film turned out great. Most of it was Tommy and Colin but I managed to get some footage of Jerold also. I hadn't thought about him in a sexual way for quite some time and was surprised how truly handsome he was. I felt my cock stir several times when close-ups of him appeared on the TV screen. I thought that my sexual preferences were limited to panty clad and nude younger boys. I guess I was wrong. Colin asked Tommy if he wanted to sleep-over at his house tonight. He called his dad and received permission. Tommy didn't answer until he looked at me with pleading eyes. While I didn't like spending a night alone in my bed, I nodded my approval. Tommy called his Mom at work and she gave in to his wishes also. We drove home and I waited for him to put on some proper clothes and get his pajamas. I was pleased to see that he wore my football jersey. On the way back to Colin's house, he promised me that he would be good and stop by to see me the next morning. I exempted him from the house rule, saying that he should not remove his clothes, I wanted to do that myself. He smiled, we kissed and he bounded up Colin's driveway with the enthusiasm that only a young boy possesses. I waited until Colin and Robert Barnes, his dad, answered the doorbell and then drove away. I thought of stopping back to see Jerold but my new found confusion with my feelings toward him prevented it. I had some sorting-out to do, besides I wanted to work on identifying the figure in the VCR tape. "Dad, this is my friend, Tommy Spencer.", Colin said. "It's a pleasure to meet you Tommy. Are you in Colin's class in school? I don't remember him mentioning you before." "Ahhh... I guess I will be ... me and my mom just moved here this summer so I'm not really sure. I'm Catholic but mom can't afford to send me to the Catholic school." "I see you're wearing Mike Kimmel's football jersey and Colin is wearing Jerold Hammond's. You know back in my day, when a football player was going steady with a girl, she wore his jersey. You boys must be careful, your classmates might get the wrong impression." Tommy turned crimson at the thought of being known as Mike's girl when school started. Mike had referred to him as 'his girl' on more than one occasion but that was always in the privacy of his bedroom when he wore panties. Colin didn't like it that his dad seemed to be grilling his friend and decided to end the conversation. "Can we go now dad? I want to show Tommy my room." "Sure..sure.. go... have fun. I'll call you when supper is ready." The boys ran upstairs to Colin's bedroom. Mr. Barnes was happy that Colin found a friend his own age. He felt a twinge in his groin when he saw the firm flesh of Tommy's buttocks disappear at the top of the stairs. He didn't care much for Tommy's shoulder length hair but found the rest of him to be more than satisfactory. He couldn't wait for bedtime so he could tuck them both in. He assumed that they would share Colin's bed since there was no mention of preparing the guestroom. Boys that age, he thought, are so cute and affectionate. For a brief moment, he pictured Tommy wearing a baby-doll outfit to bed. It must be the hair, he thought that popped that odd image into his overactive brain. It was almost suppertime and he would have to get busy preparing it or plan on ordering take-out. He decided that pizza was a special treat that the boy's would prefer, besides most of the pizza delivery boys were cute. He always wound up overtipping the really cute ones. That reminded him of Jerold. Jerold wasn't a pizza delivery boy but if he were, they would have pizza just about every night. He still hadn't finished that talk with Colin. That was one more reason why he was glad that Colin had befriended Tommy. More than likely, the two of them were more interested in playing computer games than experimenting with sex. He was wrong! They were playing alright but it wasn't with the computer. As soon as Colin closed his bedroom door, Tommy and he embraced each other, their lips opened and tongues were exploring. Colin and Tommy parted only briefly to hurriedly strip off their clothing. The passion they felt for each other rivaled their passion for their masters. This was the first time they were alone and able to openly express their love for each other. They stumbled out of their clothes and fell on Colin's bed. Legs and arms intertwined, hot mouths desperately licked at every available body part. This was pure lust borne of the love that developed between them in the past couple of days. An order to their lovemaking had to be established. Colin took the initiative and told Tommy that he wanted to be fucked by him. Tommy had never done the fucking, he was Mike's fuckee. He had never even thought about doing it that way. Colin could almost read his thoughts and suggested that he imitate Mike. Tommy moved to the edge of the bed and ordered Colin to get on his knees. "Make it wet!" he said in a deep, resonant voice. That started both of them to giggling. The moment was lost and they collapsed on the bed in each others arms laughing. After a bit, they instinctively worked their way into a 69 position. The boys were both very oral and it felt so good that they continued until they heard the doorbell ring. After awhile Colin's dad called to them that supper had arrived. They broke apart, got dressed and decided for now at least they would leave the fucking to their Masters. There was more love between them than lust and tender moments with each other was something they both seem to desire more than anything. "Gee!, thanks mister!" John, the delivery boy, fingered the ten dollar tip that he just received. He knew from the other guys that this Mr. Barnes was a good tipper but he didn't expect this much! When he turned to walk away, he felt a hand brush against his taut ass. John was startled by it but didn't react. Colin's dad watched him until he got in his car and drove away. This was a bold move for him .... something he had never done before. He closed the door and hoped that the boy thought his touch was just an accident. In a few minutes, Colin and Tommy came downstairs and went into the kitchen where plates were set for their meal. "So, how was your day boys? Did you have a good time swimming with Mike and Jerold?" Colin was confused by his dad's question because he didn't remember telling him that they were going swimming. Colin didn't want to talk to his dad about their day with Mike and Jerold. They did have a lot of fun but he was sure that his dad wouldn't approve of the relationship he had with Jerold and Tommy had with Mike. Rather than lie, he decided to just ignore his question. "Thanks for the pizza dad, do you need some help cleaning up?" "No... I'll take care of it. You and Tommy can watch TV or do whatever you want. I have to complete a project for work so I'll be in the study if you need me. I'll be going to bed around 11, lets make that lights out, OK?" "OK dad, Tommy and I will probably just mess around on the computer. He found a really neat website that he wants me to see." "Nothing pornographic, I hope!" "no.... no... nothing like that... just games and stuff." Tommy also thanked him for the supper before they went back up to Colin's bedroom. Once the door was closed, Colin and Tommy stripped each other and sat on the bed kissing. There was a slight chill in the air so Colin suggested they each wear their masters' football jerseys. The oversized jerseys hung down covering their asses. The body odors of their masters impregnated the jerseys making them feel warm and safe. It was almost as if Mike and Jerold were there with them. They kissed and snuggled before sitting down at the computer. Tommy showed Colin the website that Mike liked to visit ... the one with pictures of naked boys their ages. There was a whole section of pictures that showed two or more boys together. They sat on the same chair and clicked their way through what seemed like hundreds of pictures. Colin had never seen anything like this before and felt a little guilty because he promised his dad that they wouldn't look at porn. But he wasn't sure if this *was* pornography. What could be so wrong with pictures showing boys in love and expressing that love with their bodies. They weren't doing anything that he and Jerold hadn't done together. Tommy felt Colin getting tense and tenderly hugged him. They turned off the computer and spooned together on the bed with Tommy clutching Colin to his chest. They fell asleep that way and didn't hear the soft rap at the door. Colin's dad peeked inside and saw them laying on top of the bedspread with their jerseys hiked up, the curve and contours of their twin naked butts on display. They looked like two little angels, fresh and innocent. He got a blanket from the drawer and covered them with the same reluctance one would feel if told to cover a Michaelangelo masterpiece. He leaned over and kissed them both on the cheek. Colin's dream about Jerold and now Colin laying in bed with Tommy, evidence was building that his son was gay and it didn't bother him. How could any person, male or female *not* fall in love with that face, that lithe, hairless body. And laying beside him was a blonde copy of his son's captivating boyish good looks and charm. On his way out of the bedroom he noticed a pair of pink, silk panties laying on the carpet by the door. He picked them up and brought them to his nose. The fragrance of Tommy in them was unmistakable. He closed Colin's door and walked down the hallway to the bathroom, panties held firmly to his face. Without even turning on the light, he pounded his cock with his free hand and sprayed the shower floor and wall with his manly seed. He affixed the elastic band on his head with his nose buried in the pouch and turned on the jet of steaming hot water. Images of Tommy modeling the tiny garment for him caused the second discharge followed immediately by a third. After toweling off he quietly dropped the panties back in Colin's room where he found them. He slept soundly until the alarm clock buzzed him awake at 6 AM. to be continued. emails to author62@yahoo.com