Date: Fri, 2 May 2008 17:05:03 +0000 From: Brad Goodman Subject: Garrett Hill Obsession - Chapter 3 This story involves consensual sexual relationships between males of different generations. It may include relationships between adult males, young men, teens and adolescents. This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to people, names or situations living or dead is completely coincidental. This story will include graphic depictions of consentual sexual acts between males of varying ages. If this material is illegal in your area or if it is offensive to you then leave now. By continuing to read this means that you are not violating the law in your area or you just don't give a shit what 'the man' tells you is right or wrong. The story belongs in the gay adult-youth section. This story is to be posted only on the Nifty Archive and its sister sites. It should not be reposted without the expressed written consent of the author. Otherwise I will hunt you down and sexually assault your hamster and shit on your front steps. Feedback is welcome and appreciated. Comments may be sent to bradgoodman30@hotmail.com Garrett Hill Obsession Chapter 3 By: Brad Goodman It is weird how much we can feel for a person after just a day or two. Here I was completely obsessed with a boy I had only met the day before. Now that I had spent the day with him and learned about how sweet and funny he was I was completely under his spell. We were getting another six hours together and I now wished it was six days or six weeks or six years or six decades. I was head over heels for the boy. He and I just clicked. He teased me like we had been friends for years and I did the same with him. We talked like we had known each other for decades not days. This boy had me heart, mind and soul. I didn't really have any food at all in the house so I ordered pizza and a 2 liter of soda for the boy. I don't drink soda but Garrett really liked Dr. Pepper. While we waited we went into the media room and I showed Garrett my DVD closet. They converted the den closet into a place for me to store my nearly 500 DVDs. He picked out a fun action movie and when the pizza arrived we put it in. I had two rows of seats with four in front and four in back. There was a reclining theater seat on each end and a two person reclining love seat in the middle of each row. I chose to sit in the middle love seat and he sat next to me. I wanted to jump for joy but restrained myself. When we were both full I took the plates to the kitchen and put them in the sink. When I returned Garrett had taken the whole seat by laying across it. I went over to him and scooped his legs up and then placed them across my lap after I sat down. "Rub my feet please" the boy asked. "You must be crazy. You want me to rub your stinky little feet." I said sarcastically. "They don't stink. Besides, you know you want too." He said coyly. "Fine, I will if you stop badgering me." I said acting like I was disgusted with the idea. I grabbed his cute little feet and began to massage them. I had my left hand on the top part of his right foot and my right hand on the bottom of his foot rubbing his sole right by his toes. Garrett let out little whimpers and moans as I caressed his foot. I found he giggled a little as I tickled them too. When I was done caressing his right foot I did the same to his left foot. When the movie was over my sweet new friend found another movie to watch. It was 9:00 and clearly he was very tired. He picked out a comedy and put it in the player. At 9:30 I looked over to see him sleeping. He looked very lost in his dreams. I couldn't help myself and seeing his sweet face made me very horny again. I ran my fingers up his calves and caressed his legs gently. I watched his face to see if he would wake up but he didn't stir a bit. His tanned skin was so soft and smooth. I ran my hand up further and caressed his thighs. The boy still didn't move. He was lying on his back with his legs stretched out across my lap. His knees were pointing in opposite directions giving me easy access to run my hand all the way to his crotch. My right hand continued to travel up his right leg until I touched the crease of his crotch. I pushed his loose thin boxers aside and began to caress his testicles. They were small and felt like a couple of large marbles in a silky sack. Garrett reacted slightly to my attention by moaning softly. However, he did not wake up. His ball sack was so smooth and hairless that I began to shiver with delight. I felt my stomach turning in knots as I enjoyed this forbidden pleasure. I ran my hand further into his shorts leg and boxers and found his cock. It was rock hard. I placed my index finger next to it and realized it was about the same length. His cock was probably about 4 inched long. I felt no skin and knew he was circumcised. The head was soft but well defined. I caressed him just under the head and massaged his cock. I saw Garrett bite his lower lip and let out a little moan but he did not open his eyes. I thought he must be dreaming of one of the scantily clad girls on his walls. His breathing became more labored and his moaning higher pitched. The boy's voice hadn't broken yet but these squeals were almost heavenly. My index finger and middle finger were on the underside of his shaft while my thumb was on the top side. I kept rubbing up and down the shaft and then the boy squealed loudly. He still didn't wake so I rubbed faster. I felt a little wetness on my fingers and I could tell by his breathing the boy was having an orgasm. I milked his cock of all his boy seed and then I wiped the inside of his boxers and his cock head to gather as much as I could. I removed my hand from his shorts with some of his watery cum on my finger tips. I looked at his face which still looked asleep but in ecstasy. I put the fingers into my mouth and savored the flavor of his slightly salty but sweet cream. My cock was hard and I needed some relief of my own. I was just about to take care of my needs when I heard the doorbell ring. I got up and replaced Garrett's legs on the couch. I had my shirt untucked which luckily concealed my erection. When I opened the door it was Brie and Cindy. "Hey how are you guys?" I asked. "Fine" Cindy replied. "Where's Garrett?" "He fell asleep in my media room on the couch. Come in and I will get him." I told them. We all entered the house with Brie and Cindy following me to the media room. They both seemed very impressed with my media room. Garrett still was not stirring. Cindy tried to wake him and he brushed her off. Finally he stirred slightly. "Come on Garrett, wake up. It's time to go home." Cindy said gently to the boy. Garrett quite grumpily answered "I'm tired. Can't I stay here?" "Garrett, we have imposed on Brad too much. Come on get up." Cindy pleaded. "Argh... I don't want too. Just a little longer" the boy said with his eyes still closed. "Cindy" I began. "I will try to get him up. If I can't I will carry him home." "Well, okay. I will leave the door unlocked." Cindy said. I walked Cindy and Brie to the door and then headed back to the media room. Garrett had taken off his shirt and was lying there as if he owned the place. I went over and sat next to him again raising his legs and placing them back in my lap. Garrett then opened his eyes and spun around so that his head was in my lap and his legs were stretched out the other way. I couldn't help it and began to slowly rub and caress his back. His warm skin was so smooth and soft. I rubbed him gently and he moaned slightly. "Brad, I feel so good. I don't want to go home." Garrett told me. "I know Garrett but I promised your mom. Let's get your shirt on and go home, okay?" I asked him quietly. "Okay but rub my back for five more minutes first." The boy said groggily. I obliged his request as I really enjoyed feeling his soft warm flesh. After five minutes, I helped him put his shirt on and then scooped him in my arms like he was my bride. I carried him through the house and out the front door. I carried him across the street and into his house. I then took him to his room and gently laid him in his bed. As I began to leave he grabbed my hand. I leaned down over him and the boy sat up and kissed my cheek. I was so shocked. He fell back down and rolled over like nothing had happened. I walked out of the room and out of the house completely confused about what had just occurred. I did however jerk off to the thought of my late night hand job I had given the boy. Thinking about Garrett's cock made me orgasm like I had never done before. I fell asleep and dreamed about Garrett all night long. The next morning I awoke and put some finishing touches on the house. I then went to the grocery store to stock up. When I got home I had just finished putting the groceries away when there was a knock at the door. To my surprise it was Garrett and Brie. "Hey Brad" Garrett exclaimed. "Hey guys. What's up?" I asked. "We came to get my sandals, I left them here last night." Garrett announced. "Oh, okay. You remember where they are cause I don't remember seeing them." I countered. "I put them under the seat in your tv room." Garrett explained. "Okay, just feel free to go get them." I told him. Garrett headed past me and off to the media room while Brie and I waited in the foyer. She just kept smiling at me and I began to get nervous. I wondered if Garrett was awake and had said something to her. I began to get scared. Finally, Brie broke the silence. "So it is too bad you aren't in towel this time. Mom and I really enjoyed that." Brie told me with a smirk on her face. "Yeah I bet you did" I replied sarcastically. "But it isn't as much as Becky Sue enjoyed seeing you is it?" Brie asked very playfully. "I don't know what you mean." I answered. The only problem was I did know what she meant. I had sex with Becky Sue McDonald after she interviewed me to be the new Little League coach. It all happened quite suddenly. Becky Sue was the team mom and her son Tyler was a cute 12 year old on the team. She was also responsible for running the league in Oviedo. We had met and I spent some time working with her son. He was a beautiful lad. He was about 5'2 and weighed about 105 lbs. He had a slender build and the cutest green eyes I had ever seen. His wavy blond hair was cut a bit shorter than most of the kids these but it certainly did not detract from his beauty. After working closely with him helping him to position his body better for batting and pitching I was really horny. His mother then interviewed me to be the all-star coach. She wasn't an ugly woman but she was not extremely attractive either. She was a 41 year old slightly heavy set woman. I knew she was interested and to throw her off from my true proclivities I decided to `take one for the team' so to speak but how would Brie know about that. Brie continued speaking "She told me and mom how you gave her the ride of her life. She said it was the best she ever had. Maybe you would like to try one a bit younger?" I was shocked at this statement and I would like to try one a bit younger but it was definitely her brother I had eyes for. "Brie, I don't think that is going to happen." "Well, a girl can dream can't she. Mom and I have joked about me needing to borrow her wheel chair or her learning to walk again after being with you. Becky Sue it was the biggest one she had ever seen." She said laughing. "Thanks, I guess." I answered blushing. "Mom usually doesn't trust men with Garrett because she knows some want him but with you she had already heard about your sex, so she feels more comfortable." Brie added. Good to know my plan worked. It made sense now why she was so free with letting her son spend time with me. Just then Garrett bounded into the foyer with his Adidas sandals in his hand. "Found them I see" I blurted out. "Yeah, just where I left them. Maybe later I can com over and watch a movie?" Garrett asked. "Sure, if it is okay with your mother" I answered. "Maybe Brie would like to come too." Brie looked disappointed and said "Unfortunately, I have a date. Maybe next time." Garrett bounded out with his sister and I watched him through the window as he returned home. They all piled in the car a minute later and headed off. My mind was racing hoping that my new little friend would visit again. I obsessed about it for the next several hours until my phone rang. It was a convention organizer asking if I would be interested in attending a convention at the end of the week. Mark McGwire had backed out at the last minute and they needed a replacement. The convention was in New York City where I had a fairly good fan base. I agreed and he told me he would make all the travel arrangements. I asked him to book it for two as a plan began to develop in my head. I had spent most of the summer on the road working baseball card conventions and signing autographs. I learned a valuable lesson from watching Joe DiMaggio when he was alive. He made quite a lucrative career of autographing things and making personal appearances. This was a good way for me to do the same. Never turn down an appearance, otherwise the organizer may not call again. I had just begun to settle down when my doorbell rang. It was Garrett and his mother. The boy was standing there in his cute wife beater t-shirt and a pair of blue and orange basketball shorts. Cindy was there in her wheel chair with a big smile on her face. To be continued...