Chapter 08: Hank

I called Tim the morning after our first date and asked if he was free for lunch. He told me that Jeff was going out with Heather so Jeff wouldn't be home when I got there.

I pulled into the driveway and got out of the truck and walked up to the door. I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

Tim answered the door and let me in.

"My dad wants to talk to you," he whispered.

"Shit," I muttered.

I followed Tim inside. His parents were sitting at the kitchen table.

"Hi, Hank," Mrs. Matthews said. "How are you today?"

"I'm great. Thanks for asking, Mrs. Matthews."

"Tim, why don't you go upstairs for a minute so we can talk to Hank?" Mr. Matthews said.

Tim mouthed 'sorry' to me as he slowly went up the stairs.

"So, Hank. I'm sure Tim has told you that he came out to us," Mr. Matthews said.

"Yes, sir."

He continued, "We don't have a problem with Tim being gay. But we don't want to see Tim get hurt."

"I would never hurt Tim on purpose, sir."

"I'm sure. Tim is young and... inexperienced. You'll keep Tim safe, son, in all meanings of the word? You understand me?"

I cleared my throat and nervously answered. "Yes, sir."

"I'll hold you to your word on that."

"Yes, sir."

"Are your parents aware of your desire to have a relationship with our son?" Mrs. Matthews asked.

"Um, no, I haven't, um.... I mean, I'm not..."

"Relax, Hank. We're not trying to make you uncomfortable. We just want to protect Tim."

I took a deep breath and let it out. "I understand. I honestly haven't thought about what to do about my parents. Tim would be the first guy I've ever... you know, dated."

"I see. Well, we're not here to tell you what you should or shouldn't do. But we do hope that you'll take Tim's feelings into account with whatever decisions or actions you might take."

"Of course, ma'am."

"Tim is very sensitive. He wears his heart on his sleeve and it would be very easy for him to be hurt."

"I know. I would never hurt Tim on purpose. I promise."

"Why don't you go up and get Tim? Then the two of you can head out to wherever you're going."

"Thanks, Mr. and Mrs. Matthews," I said and stood up to go upstairs.

"And Hank?" Mr. Matthews said.


"If you so hurt my boy, I will hunt you down and break your neck."

I looked at his face and knew that he was definitely not kidding. I gulped and stuttered, "Y-y-yes, sir."

I turned and hurried up the stairs to Tim's bedroom. I knocked on the door and Tim opened it and let me in.

"Are you okay?" he asked me as he shut the door.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"I'm really sorry about that."

"It's okay. They were just being protective of you. But your dad told me he'd hunt me down and break my neck if I hurt you."

I chuckled and Tim grimaced.

"Well, we have their blessing, I guess," I said. "Now we just have to break it to my parents."

"And Jeff."

"I'm not in a hurry to do either right now."

"Me neither."

I took Tim in my arms and leaned down and kissed him sensually.

"Mmm... that's nice, baby," I whispered.

Tim sighed.

"Come on, let's go," I said.

I took Tim's hand and we headed downstairs. Mrs. Matthews smiled at us as we headed to the front door.

"Tim?" Mrs. Matthews asked. "What are your plans for today?"

Tim looked at me and shrugged. "We were going to have lunch and then I'm not sure. Maybe a movie or something?"

"Okay. I have the night off, so your father and I are going to go out tonight, so don't worry if we're not here when you get home. Don't stay out too late. You have school in the morning."

"Be home by 9:30," Mr. Matthews called out from the other room.

"Okay. Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad!" Tim called out.

I got in the car and lit up a smoke right away and took a big drag.

"Fuck. I needed that," I said as I exhaled.

Tim chuckled. We decided on Chili's for lunch, and then we went to a movie. I held Tim's hand throughout the movie and whenever I looked at him he had a big smile on his face. He was so easy to please.

Afterwards, we went to Best Buy and browsed around the movies and games. Neither of us saw anything we liked, so we decided to head back to Tim's house to hang out and then we'd go get dinner later.

When we pulled into Tim's driveway, it looked like his parents were gone. When we got inside, Tim called out and no one was home. He smiled at me shyly and asked if I wanted to go upstairs to his room. He took my hand and led me upstairs. We shut the door behind us and I wished he had a lock on his door.

This was the first time I really had a chance to be alone with Tim. I didn't waste any time. I pulled him to me and kissed him hard. We were French kissing passionately and I pulled his shirt up and was running my hands all over his back. Tim copied me and then moved his hands around to the front and ran it through my chest. We continued kissing and I about leapt out of my skin when Tim's hands moved down my chest and stomach and then ran over my crotch and rubbed along my dick.

"Oh, shit," I moaned.

I couldn't believe it. We were finally going to fool around. I wanted him so fucking bad, I was going out of my mind.

I pulled Tim to his double bed and we laid down side by side and made out. I pulled Tim's shirt off and then pulled my own off. I unbuckled Tim's belt and pulled his pants off and tossed them onto the floor. Tim laid next to me in only a pair of black boxer briefs. His erection was creating a tent in his boxers. He didn't look like he was hung very big. I hoped he wouldn't be scared when he saw me.

Tim's body was completely smooth, except for tufts of dark blond hair under his armpits. His chest had a tiny bit of definition in his pecs and his stomach was flat. His biceps even had some definition. Marching around with that xylophone obviously helped to keep him in shape.

"Oh, god, Tim. You're fucking beautiful," I whispered to him as I ran my hands up and down his body.

"You're so sexy, Hank. I love your body. I love your muscles and how hairy you are."

Tim ran his hands through my chest hair. It was black and curly and pretty thick in a pelt that covered my chest and most of my stomach, with a trail that went all the way down to my crotch. I hadn't trimmed my bush in a long time. I hoped that it wouldn't turn him off.

I kissed Tim and he reached down and unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. I helped him push them down and I kicked them off onto the floor, leaving me in only my boxers and socks.

Tim looked at the huge bulge in my boxers and his eyes got wide and he looked up at me in shock. I smiled and kissed him. I sucked on his neck and moved my way down to the base of his neck where it joined his shoulder and I sucked hard as I tweaked his nipples. Tim's body was writhing around the bed and he was softly moaning my name.

I left a dark mark on the crook of his neck and then moved to his collar bone and proceeded to do the same. I let my hand drift down to his crotch and I rubbed it on top of his briefs.

"Oh!" Tim gasped out as he bucked his hips up into my hand.

I pulled Tim's briefs off and wrapped my hand around his shaft. He was only about five inches and wasn't really thick at all. But it was a nice dick for a little guy like Tim. He had a small tuft of dark blond hair above his cock and light dusting of hair down his nut sac, and between and on his legs.

"It's not very big... is it okay?"

"It's perfect, Timmy."

He smiled at me shyly and I began kissing him passionately as I jerked his cock with my thumb and two fingers. He was whimpering and writhing around and I knew he wasn't going to last very long. His breathing quickened and I moved my tongue along his neck and licked his ear.

"Come for me, baby," I whispered in his ear.

"Oh, Hank, I'm coming," he whispered.

"Yeah, shoot it, Timmy."

His hips bucked up into my hand and he cried out, "Unh, Hank!" and the first spurt flew out and smacked under his chin. He shot a few more spurts onto his chest and stomach. I slowed my jerking and then wiped my hand on his stomach. I gave him a few more kisses as his breathing evened out.

"Wow," he whispered. "That was... oh my god..."

I smiled at him and I had the sudden urge to lick the come off his chin. I cleaned it up with my tongue and then kissed him. Tim moaned as I fed his cum to him. He leaned over the bed and grabbed his underwear and wiped his come off his body then tossed the underwear back onto the floor. He grinned at me sheepishly, then rolled onto his side and pushed me onto my back. He rubbed my chest hair and then traced along the tribal tat that covered my left bicep.

"I love your tattoo," he whispered. "I never got to see the whole thing up close."

"You can see it anytime you want, baby."

"I like it when you call me baby," Tim said as he kissed all over my chest and stomach.

He rubbed his hand down my stomach and ran his hand over my dick. He lifted the waistband of my boxers and gasped at the sight of my thick eight inch uncut dick. I helped him push my boxers off and I kicked them onto the floor.

"Oh, my god, it's huge," he whispered as he wrapped his left hand around it. I put my right hand behind my head and put my left hand on his back and slowly rubbed up and down his back and down to his ass.

I noticed his fingers and thumb didn't touch and his hand looked tiny around my big cock.

"I've never seen an uncircumcised one before," he said.

"It doesn't gross you out, does it?"

He looked at me like I was crazy. "God, no. I mean, it's a part of you."

He appeared to be mesmerized as he slowly stroked up and down and watching the skin uncover and cover the head.

"Some people don't like it," I said.

"I love it," he whispered.

I grinned. Tim made me feel better than anyone ever has with the way he was worshiping my body. He kissed down my stomach towards my cock.

"Tim, you don't have to do that," I whispered.

I wanted him to suck my cock so fucking bad, but I didn't want him to think that he had to.

Tim looked me in the eye and said, "I want to."

With that, he pulled up my shaft from my stomach and took the head into his mouth. I groaned loudly and ran my left hand up to his head. I didn't push, but just held my hand in his hair. He swirled his tongue around the head and then took half of the shaft into his mouth.

"Oh, fuck, Timmy," I groaned.

Tim sucked as he slowly bobbed up and down my shaft. He then added his hand and began stroking the hand up and down using a slight twisting motion. He kept up the motion and I was getting close and he pulled off.

"Don't stop, baby. You're making me feel so good," I moaned.

Tim lapped up the pre-come that leaked from the head. He slicked back the skin and licked up and down the shaft. He pulled my foreskin back over the head and licked around and under it. He then took my cock back into his mouth and pushed down as far as he could. He choked and backed off when the head hit his throat. He tried again and got further down. He bobbed his head up and down and sucked and slurped.

"Jesus, Tim, you're the fuckin' best, babe."

Tim worked my dick like no one else had ever before. He sucked it like he actually loved doing it. I gripped the sheet and Tim's hair and groaned.

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna come!"

Tim moaned and intensified his efforts.

"Pull off, Tim! I'm coming, I'm coming now!"

My body tensed up, my toes curled, and my back arched as I shot bolt after bolt of hot come into Tim's mouth. It was most intense orgasm of my life. I heard and felt Tim gulping repeatedly as he swallowed my come.

"Oh, Jesus Christ, mother fuck, uh... Holy shit..."

Tim kept sucking gently and finally pulled off my dick. It snapped against my stomach, still rock hard. Tim laid down next to me and laid his head on my shoulder as I panted. "Oh my god..."

"Hank?" he whispered.

"Yeah, baby?"

"It's still hard... Did I not do something right?"

I laughed and looked at him. He had to be joking, right? His face fell and tears pooled up in his eyes.

"Hey, hey. Timmy, you were fucking awesome. That was absolutely 100 percent without a doubt the best fucking orgasm I ever had. I have never come that hard with anyone, ever. I'm still hard 'cuz it was so fuckin' good, I'm ready to go again!"

Tim grinned and blushed and nuzzled his head into my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around him and held him tight to me as I kissed the top of his head. God, he was so fucking precious.

"I want you to be mine, Timmy," I whispered. "I want to be your boyfriend. Will you be my boyfriend?"

Tim looked up into my eyes. Tears fell down his cheeks. "Do you mean it, Hank?"

"Yeah, babe. I mean it."

Tim sniffled and then nodded. "Yes. I want you to be my boyfriend, too."

I kissed him and rolled on top of him. He wrapped his arms around me and gripped my shoulders. I sucked on his neck causing him to whimper. I moved away before I marked him. He nuzzled his nose into my goatee.

"Mmm," I groaned as I kissed along his neck and jaw. I moved between Tim's legs and moved so my dick rubbed against his. I pushed my tongue into Tim's mouth and he sucked on it as I began grinding my cock against his. I thrust against him and he pushed up against me. He wrapped one of his legs around mine and whimpered.

Tim's little dick must be sensitive because it wasn't more than a minute before his back arched and he cried out my name. I felt the warm fluid squirting between our bodies and all over my dick and our stomachs. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. I dropped my forehead onto his and stared in his eyes as I fucked my cock against him. His hot cum lubed us up and I quickened my pace.

"Yeah, Hank, shoot it all over me," he whispered.

Jesus, that did it. I went right over the edge.

"Oh, fuck, I'm coming, Timmy! I'm coming now! Unh! Fuck!"

My cock erupted and I blasted a huge load of hot semen all over us. I collapsed on top of Tim and tried to catch my breath. I nuzzled Tim's neck and licked his earlobe and whispered into his ear, "Timmy, baby, you're the best I ever had... fucking amazing."

"Oh God, Hank, you're such a stud," he whispered back.

I rolled over onto my back. I nodded towards my softened cock. "See, you satisfied it."

Tim giggled.

"Shit, I could use a shower," I said.

"Okay. Let's go."

Tim got out of bed and pulled at my arm. He couldn't lift me and he grunted and pulled as hard as he could. I started laughing and he laughed with me.

"Geez, you're heavy. Get up, Hank. Come on!" he laughed.

I got up out of bed and grabbed him. I tickled his sides and he squealed and giggled loudly and squirmed out of my arms. I chased him across the hall into the bathroom, both of us completely naked.

Tim turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature. While he did that, I took a piss. I noticed Tim staring at me pissing and I smirked. Tim climbed into the shower and I got in after him and closed the curtain. We soaped each other down and washed each others backs. I even washed his hair and bent down and let him wash mine.

As we rinsed off, I noticed him staring at my crotch. I looked down at my flaccid dick; the skin was covering the head entirely, and it hung heavy and soft five inches over my low hanging nuts.

"Yours is bigger soft than mine when it's hard," he whispered.

"I'm bigger than you all over, Timmy. I'm what, nine inches taller than you, and a hundred pounds heavier?"

"You've got a really nice dick," Tim said. His eyes shot up to mine and they widened and his face turned beet red. "I didn't mean to say that out loud," he laughed nervously.

I laughed at him. "You're so fucking cute when you get embarrassed."

We got out of the shower and dried each other off. We wrapped towels around our waists and returned to Tim's bedroom. Tim slipped on a clean pair of underwear and pulled on the Polo shirt and jeans he wore earlier. I got dressed in my same clothes.

"I'm dying for a smoke," I said as I let out a breath.

"Okay. Let's go out back."

I smirked and followed Tim outside. I lit up a cigarette and took in a deep drag.

"You're a good boyfriend, Timmy. I know you don't like smoking, but you let me do it."

He just shrugged and smiled at me. After I finished my smoke, we went inside and sat on the couch and watched TV for a while. I had my arm around his shoulders and he leaned on my shoulder. I felt his breathing change and I looked down and realized he was asleep on me. He looked so angelic, so innocent. I was touched that he was so comfortable with me that he could sleep on me. I gently kissed the top of his head and let him sleep. Soon my own eyelids grew heavy and I joined him in dreamland.