Date: Thu, 19 Jan 2012 14:25:09 -0800 (PST) From: Bill Tandy Subject: The Camera Series, Chapter 3 Hello all you readers! I want to thank those that have emailed me with your comments. It helps me want to keep this story going. Hope you enjoy this Chapter. Chapter 3 "Can I!" Peter asked. "You mean have a sleep over?" He added. "I've never been invited to sleep over at any ones house before." He said. "You've never slept over at any of your friend's houses?" I asked. "No. I've never had a close enough friend to do that." Peter said quietly. "So, are you gonna do something more to Brian?" Peter asked quickly and then smiled. "Well, that might be fun. We just have to make sure of what we are going to do before we do it." I said. "But first, you need to get permission from your parents. How are you going to do that? I don't want you to lie to your parents about where you are going to be." "I've already told them a little about you. I think if I get Jason to help me it won't be a problem." Peter said. "Um...can I sleep with you?" He asked with his eyes looking away from me. "I think that would be wonderful." I said. Jesus, what am I doing? "Really?" He asked. "Yeah." I said. I was pretty sure what was going to happen next. We kissed...again, harder this time. Soon our tongues were in each other's mouths. We hugged as we kissed. I could feel his hard cock as we rubbed up against each other. Mine was just as hard. "Wow..." Peter whispered. I stepped back but still held on to him. He had a dazed faraway look in his eyes. My head was spinning too. "Um...look," I started. "Um...yeah, I better get going. I'll call you." Peter said. He smiled, blushed and headed to the door. "Thanks John. I'll talk to you soon." He was out the door before I could say another word. I took a quick cold shower to make my dick go down. I put on some fresh shorts. I thought it might be fun to take a look at the pictures. I decided to stay away from Peter's though. I wanted to wait for his call. I pulled up the kid that went into the restroom toilet stall. I think his name was Billy. The pictured showed him in the same restroom and in the same stall. He had his shorts all the way off and was sitting in the seat whacking his meat. I heard some feet stepping into the restroom. The camera showed another teen come in. He paused at the sink and got on his knees and looked under the stall partitions. Then he got up and went into the other stall, pulled his pants down and sat down on the toilet. All this time Billy was as quiet as he could be. He had heard the second person come in and was afraid of getting caught and what might happen if he did. They both sat there in silence for a minute. I was about to look at another picture when I heard the second kid say something. "Hey kid, you hard?" He said in a whisper. Before Billy could stop himself he said, "Huh?" "Don't worry, I heard ya as I came in. I'm hard too." He said. "Just need to pull one off real quick." He added. "I'm Danny." I could see the color drain from Billy's face. "Can I come in Billy?" Danny asked. Not getting a response Danny pulled up his shorts and went over to Billy's stall door. He knocked. "Let me in Billy and we can have some fun together." Danny asked again. Billy slowly stood up and reached for the door latch. I noticed that his dick had gone soft. I was also wondering what the history was with this Danny kid. Danny stood at the small stall and looked at Billy. "Hey." Danny said. This was cute. The brave boy was suddenly shy. "Um, hey." Billy said back. His hands were hiding his privates. He was also trembling slightly. Danny reached up with both arms and lightly rubbed the other boy's arms. Billy flinched when Danny touched his arms and Danny noticed. "Don't worry Billy," he said, "I'm really not what people think of me out there." He nodded to the door. He pulled Billy's arms away from his cock and balls. "You're beautiful." Danny said. He leaned in and kissed Billy so fast that Billy didn't even react till it was over. "Oh, wow..." Billy said. Then he tensed up as he realized what had just happened. "Ahh!" He sucked in some air in shock and tried to get back from Danny. Then worse thing of all, now Billy was about to cry. He tried to cover his face. "Please don't kill me!" He cried. "Shhh..." Danny said as he touched Billy's shoulder. "I'm not going to hurt you, Billy." He said, "I'm sorry for all the shit you went through before now but I'm not like that anymore." He paused. Billy had at least taken his hands away from his face. "Look, let's go somewhere other than here and talk, ok?" He asked. There was no response from Billy. "I'll just wait out at the picnic table by the ball field. It's out in the open and there's no one near so we can talk. If you decide not too, that's ok. Just walk the other way and I'll never bother you again. I promise." Danny turned and left the bathroom. As he left he said, "I really would love to talk to you Billy." Billy sat back down again. "Oh my god." He muttered. "Well, might as well do this now. At least there might be witnesses." He muttered some more as he pulled up his shorts and went outside. I was hoping this wasn't some kind of bad set-up. I wasn't sure what I could do about it right now anyway. The camera shot panned out as the boy left the restroom. The camera seemed to know what kind of angle to take for the shot. The camera followed Billy over to where Danny was sitting. Danny is a strong looking kid. All he had on was some shorts. Not the baggy board shorts but these were actually loose fitting cut off Levi's. If A & F ever made cut off shorts this would be the guy to model them. He had the abs and the looks. He stood up as he saw Billy walk over to him. Danny sat back down on the bench when he saw Billy stop a few yards from him. After Danny sat down Billy slowly walked toward Danny. He stayed standing at the other side of the table though. You could tell he was ready to run at any second. Both boys stared at each other for a second. Danny took a deep breath, "Ok, look, I know you don't trust you much," Danny started to say. "At all." Billy interrupted, then gasps and took a step back. "Yeah, ok, at all." Danny sighed and twittled his hands as he looked down at the table. "Look, I want to change that if you let me." He looked up at Billy. Danny bit his lower lip after he said that. After a few seconds of letting that go through Billy's head, he cocked his head and said, "Why?" "Because I'm just like you." Danny said. Then he looked up at Billy. "Wait, that didn't come out right. I mean, I'm..." Danny paused and looked around. "Look, can you sit down?" Danny almost pleaded. Billy took a chance and sat down across from Danny. "What do you mean you're just like me, I don't go around terrorizing people." Billy blurted out. Danny's face looked like someone had physically punched him. "I guess I deserve that." He said. I could tell this surprised the shit out of Billy. Danny went on. "I've...I've changed over this summer. I've figured out why I've been so mean to people. Well I had help, but I know I'm, shit...I'm gay." He said in almost a whisper. His fingers were really twirling around. "RINGGGGGG!" Ahh shit. "RINGGGGG!" Damn, it's the phone, scared the shit out of me. I was so engrossed in the action on the screen. I was going to ignore it but then I remembered Peter was going to call. "Hello?" I said as I answered the phone. I didn't know who it was since it just showed a number. "Hello, John?" A voice said, sounds a little familiar. "This is me." I said. "This is Peter. Umm, my parents want to meet you." I could tell the tension in his voice. "Can you talk freely right now?" I asked. "No," he paused, "here they are. " He said suddenly. "Hello John?" A male voice asked. "This is David, Peter's father." "It's nice to meet you David." I said cautiously wondering which way this was going to go. "Peter and also Jacob have both told me a little about you, but would it be ok if you were to come over so that we could meet you in person. From what I've already been told, you are an outstanding young man. So maybe if you could be here in say a half an hour?" He asked. I thought if I said yes then that would give him just enough time to have the cops there waiting for me. "Sure." I answered. I could see the bars close in on me now. "Ok, great. " He said, "See you soon." He seemed almost too happy to meet me. I put on some decent shorts and a nice shirt. Slipped on a pair of shoes and went out to the garage. After deciding on the Dodge Dakota, it only took me a few minutes to get there. This time it took a little longer because I was driving instead of running. I barely got out of the truck and was about to walk up to the front door when out ran Peter. He was smiling, which I took as a good sign. I didn't see any dark sedans with tinted windows sitting around either. "I'm so glad you came over." He said as he ran up to me. He was about to wrap his arms around me when he remembered where he was. I saw him stop in front of me and blush. "Don't worry they just want to meet you." He said he must have noticed the worry in my face as he started to drag me up to the front door. We walked into the front door and into the living room. Peter was still holding my arm, and smiling. Have I mentioned how his smile lights up a room? Anyway, we walked in and there were his parents standing by the couch. Jacob was standing over by the recliner chair, smiling. For that matter so were his parents. Seemed the only one not smiling as much as them was me. "Mom, dad...this is John. " Peter said. I just noticed that Peter had ahold of my hand. "Hi John, I'm David, it's nice to meet you." David stood up and shook my hand. "Hi John, I'm Mary, I can't begin to tell you how thankful for what you have done for Peter and us really." Mary stood up and instead of a hand shake she came over and gave me a hug. Jacob came over and gave me a hug too. "You're all he's talked about for the last two days." He said. "Has he said anything about...?" I asked Jacob quietly. "Not yet." Jacob answered back quietly. "Boys," David said and nodded to the kitchen door, "I think the table still needs to be set." "Come on Peter." Jacob said to Peter and took Peters arm and took him off to the kitchen. I was let standing in the middle of the room, still expecting the cops to come bursting through the doors at any time. My face felt hot suddenly and my head started to spin. "Dear lord!" Mary said and got up. She caught me and helped me to sit down. "Are you ok John?" She asked. "I'll get you a glass of water." She went off to the kitchen. I heard some loud talking, and then Peter came out running with a glass of water and a worried look on his face. "Jesus what did they say to you?" He asked. I took a drink then said, "Nothing, you guys left and I thought the cops would be storming in next." "Oh god no!" Both parents said at the same time. "Peter, why don't you stay here, after all this does concern you too?" David said. "John. We already knew you would be an upstanding person. We've had you checked out and there is nothing for us to worry about with you. Besides, the change that has come over Peter in the last two days has been beyond incredible and to take the person that had done that for him," "And for us," Mary put in. "Well...we have known about Peter for a while now. We have tried to get him to tell us without making him tell us. Well...all I can say is thanks." David finished saying. There was a long pause with all of us looking from one to another. I sure didn't know what to say. "So, Peter. You got the things you'll need for your sleepover?" David asked Peter and smiled. "Um...what? Oh thanks dad, thanks mom." Peter said as he jumped up and hugged each of them. "I'll be right back." He said and started to run out of the room. "Oh, what do I need, I've never had a sleepover before. Can John help me?" He asked both his parents. Before they could even answer Peter had rushed back over and grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room and up the stairs. The first thing I did when I got in Peter's room was to look up where the rope had hung. Like I had thought, it was no longer there. Peter saw me looking up there. "Jacob helped me take it down before mom and dad came home." Peter said when he saw me looking. "Jacob is a good brother." I said. We stood looking at each other for a second when Peter suddenly smiled and practically jumped over to his dresser. "So, what do I need to take with me?" He asked as he started throwing clothes about. "Well, other than some summer clothes, do you have any dress pants and a nice shirt? I'd like to take you to dinner if you don't mind, something nice." I smiled at him. "Really?" He said, "Oh, yeah, just a sec." He started to his closet and took out some clothes. We were all set in just a few minutes. He grabbed his toothbrush and we were heading to the front door. "MOM, DAD!" Peter almost yelled. "Yes Peter, we're right here." They said from the living room. We walked into the room. "See you tomorrow, thanks." He quickly kissed both of his parents on the cheek. "You boys have a good time and we'll see you tomorrow." David said with a big grin on his face. It still kind of gave me the creeps, you know. "We'll see you tomorrow." I said as Peter dragged me out the door. We got through the door to the porch and Jacob was there. "I'll see you tomorrow Peter, you know...huh...you know I love you, right?" He said as he looked first at Peter then at me. "Shit Jacob, it's just overnight." Peter said and he lightly punched his brother's arm. Peter turned and went down the steps to the truck. "You're a good brother Jacob. Peter thinks the world of you. We'll see you later." I told him then I went down the steps to the truck. Peter had already put his bag in and was sitting in the passenger seat. "Nice ride man!" Peter tried to sound cool. "Thanks." I said. I drove around the block and pulled up the driveway and stopped in front of the first of three garage doors. I pushed the door opener and drove in. When I stopped I closed the door behind the truck and the lights in the entire garage turned on. Peter got out of the truck before I did. "WOW!!" Peter practically screamed, "Are these all yours?" He asked. "Yes, they are all mine." I said as I got out of the truck. I guess I should say that t he was looking first at my nice red 1966 stingray, then there was the fully restored 1955 black Lincoln hearse. Both were given to me by my uncle. The most prized are my two Harleys. Sometimes I ride them but mostly I just shine them up. "Come on," I waved at Peter, "let's get inside, we can ride each of these machines soon enough." We went in the door and Peter put his bag down. As soon as I had turned around after shutting the door he had his arms around me and was kissing me hard. I kissed him back. It was a good minute kiss. I think we were both hard, at least I was. "Wow." We both said at the same time. "That was hot." Peter said. He hugged me hard. "Yeah." I said. I guess we were both at a loss for words. We stood there hugging each other for another minute. "Well, we can either stand here hugging each other, or we can get ready for dinner." "I suppose we will need food in order to keep hugging. So I guess food wins out." Peter said. We broke apart from our hug. Peter picked up his bag and we went down the hall to the bedrooms. "So do you want to sleep in the spare bedroom or in the master bedroom with me?" I asked. I was pretty sure of what the answer would be. It took him a second to notice the smile on my face, then smiling and hugging me again he said, "Of course I'd like to sleep with you." "Awesome," I said. "If you can change into your good clothes, I'll go make the reservation for dinner." I left him in the bedroom and went to call the restaurant. I waited in the living room for him to come out. Wow. No, more like WOW! I mean the kid was stunning in just his shorts and tee. But now he was just more beautiful than ever. He had a nice pair of slacks a dress shirt and a slim tie. The clothes made him look more like a man. I stood up from the couch when he walked into the living room. He stopped when I stood up. He actually looked nervous. "You look beautiful." I told him softly. Peter smiled, god what a nice smile. I smiled back. "Thank you." He said as he blushed. We both walked closer to each other. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed him softly. I don't know how Peter felt, but I was feeling the most happiness that I have ever felt in my life. When we broke apart I did notice that Peter had a tear in his eyes. Then his stomach grumbled. "I'll be right back after I change." I told Peter. I left him in the living room and went to put on my nice clothes. "You ready to go?" I asked when I got to back in the living room. "Yeah, let's go." Peter said. We walked into the garage. "Which one, the truck or the Vet?" I asked Peter. "Um...the Vet?" Peter answered smiling at me. "Good choice." I said as I opened the passenger door for him. I put the top down and we took off to the restaurant I had picked out. I had picked a nice seafood restaurant that I like to go to. We got to the restaurant and Gus the owner greeted us at the door. "Why hello John, how are you doing this fine summer evening?" Gus asked John. Gus had a booming loud voice and also a very nice smile. "And who is this fine looking young man that is with you?" He asked John as he looked over Peter. "This is my, well, I want to say boyfriend but I'm not sure we're there yet." I said. "Peter this is Gus, I've known him a long time. Gus, this is Peter, who I've only known a short but wonderful time." "It's nice to meet you Peter. You are a lucky man. John is one of the people I trust completely. You are in good hands." Gus told Peter. This time both Peter and I blushed. "Ok, I'll stop embarrassing you now and get you to your seats." Gus said. He turned and we followed him to a nice window seat. "I think a nice bottle of wine would be nice to start the dinner off right. I got just the wine for you two. I'll be right back. Your waiter will be here shortly." Gus said. We sat down and just stared at each other. Before we knew it Gus was back with the wine and two glasses. "Here you go my two friends. One for you and one for you." Gus said as he put a glass in front of us both. He started to pour some wine into Peter's glass when Peter spoke up. "But I'm not twenty one yet." Peter said. "Boy, you are a keeper. An adorable young man and honest too." Gus said laughing. "Tonight you are twenty one. Enjoy your meal." Then he smiled and left. "I don't know what spell you put on Gus but he really likes you." I said. "And that is sometimes hard to do." That was the first surprise tonight for Peter. We started looking over the menu. This place is kind of expensive, but I liked the owner and the food was always great. We were looking over the menu when Peter put his down. "Um...the prices here..." He started to say, but I cut him off. "Order anything you want, the price doesn't matter. I might suggest the steak and lobster. It's really good here." I said. "But..." Peter started to say but I cut him off again. "Don't worry about it ok? I want you to enjoy a really good meal." I told him. "Ok, I've never had lobster, what if I don't like it?" He asked. "I think you'll like it. Lobster almost tastes like a big scrimp." I said. The waiter, who is very good looking, came over and took our order. We both watched him walk off. "Nice, isn't he?" I said. "Yeah, do you think he's gay?" Peter asked. "There's a good possibility he is. Even if he isn't I'm sure Gus has managed to get into his pants." I said with a smile. "I don't know where he finds his staff but they are all very good to look at. Makes for an entertaining meal, doesn't it?" "Yeah, sure does." Peter said. He smiled at me. "Has anyone ever told you that you have the most beautiful smile?" I asked him. "Just my mom, I don't think she counts though." He said as he blushed. Just then the waiter came with our salad. He smiled at Peter when he noticed his red face. This just made Peter blush more. As we ate our salads we would both look up at each other and smile. I didn't want to say it out loud, but I think I was falling in love with this kid. I have only known Peter for two days, is that too short to fall in love? Our waiter came over and took our salad plates and told us that dinner would be ready soon. We hardly heard him we were staring at each other so much. We didn't even notice when he came back with the dinners. "Ah umm." The waiter said, trying to get our attention. "Here are you meals sirs." He said. We both looked up at him and turned very red. The waiter put down our meals, smiled and told us to enjoy the meal. "Mmmmm...this IS good." Peter said in between mouthfuls. "I'm glad you like it." I said and smiled. He smiled back and for a few minutes again it seemed we were the only ones in the room. We went through the rest of the meal without saying much. Just the occasional look and smile between us. It was wonderful. I couldn't remember having a more enjoyable meal. As we were finishing up Gus came over. "So how do my friends like the meal?" He asked us. "It is wonderful." Peter said. "I don't think I've ever had a better steak and the lobster is amazing. Thank you very much." "John? Where in the world did you find such a charming young man? It was my pleasure to serve you such a fine meal." Gus said. "I'll tell you some other time Gus. But I'm glad I have met him." I said. I looked at Peter and he was blushing again. "So, can I interest you in a nice desert?" Gus asked. "I'm stuffed." I said. "Would you like a desert?" I asked Peter. "No, I'm stuffed too. Thanks." Peter answered. "Ok then. Two deserts to go." Gus said. "Sure, just send the waiter over with the bill and we'll be going." I said. "No. It's all taken care of." He said. "What! Gus you don't need to do this." I said. "No I do. To watch you two eat tonight was truly special." Gus said. "I just wanted to make this night a special one for you both." "Thank you Gus." Peter said. "Yes, thank you Gus." I said. There was a short pause with all three of us looking at each other. I stood up and hugged Gus. "You're still special to me." I said. "Yeah thanks. I still like to see you happy." Gus said as he hugged me back. Peter stood up and started to shake hands with Gus, but Gus just pulled him in too a hug too. "It was nice to meet you Peter. Now you two go and have some fun." We left the restaurant with a big tip on the table. If Gus was going to pay for our meal then the least I could do was to take care of the cook and the waiter. "Thank you for taking me to dinner." Peter said as we got back in the car. "It was my pleasure." I said. "Now, how about we head home and see what's going on with those pictures." I said. "What are you planning to do, John?" Peter asked. "I'll let you know when we get home and comfortable." I said. I headed down the highway to home wondering myself just what I would be doing in the pictures.