Date: Sat, 25 Sep 2010 08:56:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mike Mover <mikeincentx@yahoo.com>
Subject: Finding Steve Chapter 2

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Finding Steve:  From Chapter 1

I had retired from the Army a few years ago and then lost my wife to breast
cancer about a year ago.  Both my kids are grown out on there own, both in
other states, I had become a little lonely so I was very excited about
Steve moving back to Fort Hood.  His last email said he was driving back to
Fort Hood and expected to be there on Friday.  I told him to stop by the
house as soon as he arrived in town.

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Finding Steve: Chapter 2


Steve and the boys arrived on a Friday in early March of this year.  I was
very excited to see them.  I hadn't seen Steve in over twelve years and was
very excited to see how the years had been to Steve.  I heard the car doors
slam shut and what I saw walking up the sidewalk was amazing.  It looked
like Steve had not aged on bit over the last tweleve years.

I went outside to great Steve, stuck out my hand to shake his and was
surprised when he pulled me into a hug. Steve said he was sorry about my
wife and said he had wanted to come to her funeral but was deployed at the
time.  I told him it was fine and that I was glad he was back here at Fort
Hood.  I saw his two boys standing behind him just looking at us.  Steve
introduced me to his two boys, Sean and Conner.  Sean, who was had just
turned twelve, was the spitting image of his dad, with the same olive skin
tone, with short hair, deep blue eyes and amazing full red lips.  Conner on
the other hand had a little darker skin tone and very curly hair witch he
wore long and was a year younger than Sean.  Conner looked more like his
mother than Sean from what I could remember of the pictures Steve had sent
or emailed over the years.  I asked Steve where his wife was and he said
she went to see her parents in San Antonio for a week before joining them
here.  I got the idea that Steve was not telling the whole truth but just
let it go.

I shook both boys' hands and asked them if they would like something to
drink.  I invited them into the house to get us something to drink.  I got
sodas for the boys and a beer for Steve and me.  Of course as soon as we
entered the house we were attacked by my golden retriever, with his
tug-of-war toy hanging out of his mouth.  Sean seamed a little nervous but
Conner was very excited, asking "What's his name, what's his name?

"His name is Max" I said.

Connor ran right up to Max and grabbed the tug-of-war toy and started to
play with Max.

Since it was a beautiful day outside, I suggested we take our drinks
outside on the front deck.

"Conner, grab one of the tennis balls from Max's toy basket" I said as I
led them back out the front door and on to the front deck.  Of course Max
went wild, ready to play fetch.  Connor just held the ball as high as he
could as Max tried to get the ball.  Steve and I sat down in the rocking
chairs on my front deck as we watched the boys play fetch with Max.  The
boys seemed to be having a great time playing with Max.

Steve said "I have always wanted to get the boys a dog, but my wife would
have never allowed it."

I said "That's a shame; all boys need to have a dog to play with."

We spent the next couple of hours talking as the boys finally wore Max out
and he came up on the deck, lying down next to my chair.  Even though we
had always kept in touch through e-mail after Steve PCS'd from my company,
we still had a lot of catching up to do.  I could tell that Steve seemed a
little stressed, and when I asked him if he was doing alright.

Steve said "I wasn't very honest with you about my wife.  Things are not
going well and we are separated, that's why she is in San Antonio with her
parents.  I guess I am just a little worried about how I am going to do
this single dad thing.  Just this drive from Bragg about drove me
crazy. I'm just not sure that I can do it by myself."

I could see the worry in his eyes and I told him "It will work out, it
always does.  Didn't you say that your wife and her family are in San
Antonio, so they will be close by to help out."

Steve looked around to make sure the boys were out of ear shot and with is
head hanging low; he said "I'm not sure that will be the case.  The last
time I talked to her she said she didn't want to ever see me or the boys
again."

All I could say was "Wow, how could a mother say that about her kids."

I got up and patted Steve on the back and said "Come on, let's go out and
get something to eat."  I yelled to the boys, who were playing basketball
in the driveway, "Are you two hungry?  Go get cleaned up so we can go get
something to eat."  We all piled into my truck and went to the local
Applebee's for a nice dinner.  As we were eating, Steve was telling me that
right before he started for Fort Hood, he talked with the post housing
office who told him even thought he was considered a single parent, since
he had filed for divorce but was not actually divorced yet, it would still
be about six months before he would be able to get into post housing.
Steve thought that since he was a single parent that he would be able to
move right into post housing.

Steve said "It looks like me and the boys will be spending the weekend in a
hotel while we look for an apartment to rent until I am able to get post
housing."

Without even thinking about it, I said "Oh no you won't, you can all stay
with me.  I have two empty bedrooms in my house and you guys are welcome to
them."  I explained to Steve that with both my kids off on their own and
after my wife passed away from breast cancer over a year ago, it has just
been me and Max in the house and I would love to have them stay with me if
they would like.  As soon as I finished saying they where welcome to stay
with me, Connor started pleading with his dad, "Please, Please, can we stay
in his house, I want to play with Max some more."  Sean said "Yea dad, it
would be cool, and we won't be able to have a dog in an apartment, and he
has a basketball hoop."  I looked at Steve and said "Yea, come on dad it
will be cool and besides, it will do me good to have some kids in my house
again."  Steve looked at his boys and then back at me and said "On one
condition, I pay for our fair share."  Both Sean and Connor said "Yes" in
unison, and both pumped their fist in the air.

We went back to the house and I showed them to the bedrooms.  One bedroom
still had a bunk bed set from when my son used it.  It was one of those
with a single bed on top and a double bed on the bottom.  Conner yelled out
"I have dips on the top."  I said "I hope you two don't mind sharing a
room."  Steve was standing behind me and said "They have always shared a
room, since they are so close in age, they are more like twins and are very
close.  It isn't unusual for Connor to end up in Sean's bed if he gets
scared at night."  I motioned to the other bedroom and said "Steve you can
take this one, we will have to move out the Bow-flex and treadmill and
until we can get you a bed we can move the futon in from the computer
room."

When Sean heard me say we would have to move the Bow-flex, he jumped up off
his bed and yelled, "You have a Bow-flex!"

I said, "Yea, but I haven't used it in a very long time".

Sean asked "Can I use it, I love to work out."

I said "Sure you can use it as long as your dad says its ok.  We will have
to go through each exercise with you and make sure you know how to do them
correctly.  After that, it's yours to use any time you want."

All he said was "Way Cool!"

By the time we got everything moved and got most of their belongings moved
in from their car and into their bedrooms, it was getting late and it had
been a long day for Steve and the boys.  Steve and I got the boys settled
down and into bed and then we sat down in the living room to have one more
beer before we decided to call it a night.  Steve thanked me again for
letting him and the boys stay with me before he headed off to bed.

I was up early as usual the next morning.  I almost forgot that I had guest
in the house and started to walk out of my bedroom with nothing on.  Most
mornings after getting up and taking the morning piss, I walk out to the
kitchen, let Max outside and start the coffee, before jumping into the
shower.  Since it has been just Max and me for the last several months I
never bother to put anything on as I run through my morning ritual.

Stepping back into my bedroom and finding a pair of running shorts to slip
on, I went out to the kitchen and didn't find Max lying in his usual spot.
After turning on the coffee maker I went looking for Max and found him in
the boy's bedroom, lying at the bottom of Sean's bed with his head resting
on Sean's legs.  I also noticed Connor was not in the top bunk, but was in
the lower bunk with Sean.  Connor was curled up right next to his big
brother.  I remembered Steve's comment about the boys being close and I
could see that they certainly are.  Sean held his little brother close,
spooning him with his arm draped over Connor's mid section.  As soon as Max
saw me, he got up and shook, then walked out and headed straight to the
back door.  As Max walked through the room, I noticed two pair of boxer
shorts lying on the floor next to the bed.  "Wow, both sleep in the raw" I
thought to myself.  When Max shook, I saw Conner's eyes pop open, looking
around as though he wasn't sure where he was.  He looked at me and then got
a big smile on his face.

As I let Max out the back door, I heard the bathroom door shut and figured
it was Connor.  A few seconds later he came bounding out of the bathroom,
wearing one of the pair of boxers I saw on the floor, running into the
kitchen and climbed up on to one of the stools at the breakfast bar.

I looked at Connor and said "Good morning Connor, how'd ya sleep?"

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Conner said "Great, Mrrrrrrrrr."

I said "Why don't you call me by my name, Mike".

Conner repeated his statement "Great, Mike."

As I looked in the refrigerator to see what I had in terms of breakfast
foods, I asked Connor "What do you and Sean, and your dad like for
breakfast?"

Connor said "We usually have cereal when we have school, but dad makes us
eggs on the weekends".

"Eggs it is then" I said.  As I pulled the eggs and bacon out and closed
the refrigerator, I looked at Connor, who was now kneeling on the stool and
leaning over the breakfast bar, and could see that Connor's little eleven
year old boy cock was poking out the front of his boxers.  I smiled at
Connor and said "Hey there little dud, better be careful and not fall, and
you might want to put the little dude sticking out of your shots back in".
Conner sat back down, blushing and making sure his little dick was back
inside his shorts.

I heard Max scratching at the back door wanting in.  I asked Connor "Will
you let Max in for me and then go wake up your brother and your dad.
Breakfast will be ready soon."  Max climbed down and ran over to the back
door, opened it as Max about knocked him over. After shutting the door,
Connor ran back to his bedroom, with Max right behind him.  I could hear a
grumble out of Sean as I'm sure Connor jumped right on top of him.  A few
seconds later, Conner was running into Steve's bedroom yelling "Time to get
up, Time to get up, Mike's making eggs for breakfast, Time to eat, Time to
eat".  I could hear the Connor laughing and screaming, as I am sure Steve
was tickling Connor.  Then Connor yell, "Yewwww, Dads got morning wood!"
and then comes running back out to the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Sean walks out of his bedroom, stopping at the
bathroom.  Just as he walks out, Steve walks to the bathroom.  I looked up
and said good morning to Sean, noticing that he is wearing nothing but the
other pair of boxers that were on their bedroom floor.  I could also see
that Sean meant what he said about liking to workout.  His twelve year old
body already was more defined than most kids his age.  I could already see
a little six-pack starting on his flat stomach.

As Steve walked into the kitchen, he said "Good morning, and sorry about
Connor's little out burst.  Hey guys how about putting on some clothes."


I just smiled and said "it's just us guys in the house so we can be as free
as we want."

Connor chimed in with "yea dad we never got dressed when it was just us
guys at our old house."  With that said Steve walked back to his bedroom,
taking his shirt off as he went and returned to the kitchen dressed just
like the rest of us.  I asked Steve how he liked his eggs as he walked back
to the kitchen and as I looked up I heard myself whisper "WOW" not
realizing I said it out loud.  I could see that Steve has also kept himself
in very good shape, with a very defined and smooth chest, a nice flat
stomach, with just a hint of a six- pack and a lovely treasure trail
starting at his navel and disappearing into his shorts.  I felt a little
twinge in my shorts as I looked Steve over and having to force myself back
to concentrating on preparing breakfast.

We had all had a nice breakfast and decided I would take them on a trip
around town after we call got showered and dressed.  As I climbed into the
shower, I could not get the images of Steve's body out of my mind.  His
beautiful face, his lovely full red lips, his amazing body, smooth defined
chest, and the treasure trail that led into his shorts.  As the water
cascaded over my body I could feel my cock starting to stiffen.  I started
to soap my body, imagining what it would feel like to run my hands over
Steve's amazing body.  My hands started moving lower, grasping my rock hard
seven inch dick in my soapy hands.  Using one hand to pump my dick, my
other hand moved over my body, stopping at each nipple and then moving down
to cup my low hanging balls.  It only took a minute or so before I could
feel my balls contracting up towards my body and I knew it would only take
a few more strokes to send me over the edge.  My body stiffened a little as
I felt my cum rushing up the length of my dick, shooting three ropes of cum
that hit the shower wall in front of me and then three more that landed on
the shower floor.  I stood there having to hang onto the shower door to
keep from falling.  I have not had an orgasm that strong in a long, long
time.

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Thanks for the comments and positive feedback. More chapters will be posted
soon.

MM