Date: Sat, 31 Dec 2016 01:14:18 +0000 From: Qwik Lub Subject: Peeping Tom - 5 (Gay/ Adult-Youth) Disclaimer: Unless you are brand new to Nifty you know how this works. This is a work of fiction portraying consensual sex between a man and a boy. No real or fictional characters were harmed during the writing of this story. Do not read this if you are philosophically blind. If you are legally blind be sure to turn up the volume on your reader (thanks Fred!). If you are in a country or jurisdiction where it is illegal to read such material do not tell anyone what you are doing. We know you are doing the same things we do. We won't tell either. If you are a minor, pretend you are in the same situation as the folks above and follow that advice. If this material offends you face the fact that you are here because it turns you on. After you get off, go seek professional help to deal with your feelings. (See the "blind" part above.) All constructive comments are welcome at qwiklub@hotmail.com. All flames will be ignored. Thanks to everyone who contributes to keep Nifty going. Keep 'em up! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html PEEPING TOM - 5 My phone rang. We had woken up late. Understandable after all the orgasms and sucking and the wonderful experience of our first fuck. Although it was a really hot fuck, it was even more our first lovemaking. Still the time was now after 8pm, almost 8:30pm. Even though it was a Friday night and Tommy didn't have school the following morning some routines did not vary. As my mind rose from the fog of bliss to see the clock I knew it could only be one person calling. Tommy began to stir and I told him to remain quiet, placing a finger on those sweet lips as I picked up the cordless. "Hello?" "Hi Jim. It's Marge." Just what I expected, and feared. How to explain Tommy not being home for her nightly call? "I'm looking for Tommy and he's not answering at home. Is he there by any chance?" Ok, brain. This is the moment of truth, or the moment of a really good lie. "Um yes. Or no. I guess I mean sorta. He took Molly for a late walk." I was sure I sounded like a fool. "Why was he late? Did he forget his responsibilities?", she asked. Oh great, now I'm getting him in trouble? I gotta fix this now. "Oh please no, Marge. The fault is entirely mine. I took Molly to the vet for her physical and grooming and went out for eats with an old friend while she was there. So we had a lot of catching up to do. I lost track of time and didn't remember to let Tommy know the schedule change. I should have texted him, but I never got his number. He was waiting here when I came back late with Molly and I felt so bad for making him wait I just let him take her for a walk now since I pay him by the walk. Not that Molly minds I'm sure." Tommy was watching me intently, no doubt listening and memorizing every detail in case his mom asked later. "They have been out for awhile so I imagine he'll be bringing her home soon. I will let him know you called and expect to hear from him." "Tommy doesn't have a cell phone, so you couldn't have texted him anyway.", Marge replied. The words blurted from my mouth instantly. "Oh, then I should get him a cell phone so we can stay in contact." She answered without missing a beat. "That's very generous, but not necessary, right now." There was a pause. "It's ok, Jim. As long as I know he's in good hands. Bye bye." I realized I had been holding my breath and now I slowly exhaled. OK, crisis averted. Tommy was already moving to get dressed. "Sorry, baby. I don't mean to get you in trouble ever." "I know, Daddy." Still half dressed he came over to give me a big hug and a deep, soulful kiss. Oh my gawd how I love this boy! "I won't say anything unless mom asks. Then I'll tell her the same things you told her." "Thanks, baby boy. From now on I will make sure to set an alarm on my phone to make certain we get you home well before your mom calls. The excuse I gave tonight will only work once." Mentally I made a note that I had better be ready to say where I ate just in case she questioned me later. I escorted Tommy to my back door (my patio, you pervs!) with one hand on his lovely ass and his arm around my waist. We kissed again deeply and Molly barked a 'good night'. Then Molly and I watched as Tommy ran off down the hill and entered his house. My mind went back over the whole situation. The sex was wonderful. Clearly Tommy was enjoying our relationship as much as I was. I had a nagging thought in my mind that we had to be more careful. All the same I wasn't going to let anything interfere with our happiness. Saturday morning arrived and I greeted it like a long lost friend. I literally could feel the smile on my face as I awoke thinking of Tommy and our obvious love for each other. My grin got bigger, and so did my dick, as I thought of his tender, sexy body. Molly and I went outside and I took to my garden with a vengeance. Wonder if I should plant some vegetables along with the flowers and start eating my own homegrown tomatoes, peppers and cucumbers? Maybe I could give Marge some of my veggies to add to their dinners? Molly's excited barks broke me out of my reverie. Marge was walking through the park up the hill and Tommy was beside her. "Good morning Marge. Tommy." He greeted me with that sunshine smile, then took to playing with Molly as she ran circles around him. "Good morning Jim." Marge answered with the same smile Tommy displayed. I gazed lovingly at Tommy and Molly playing. Then I became vaguely aware Marge was also watching, but me, not them. "Is it too soon to call Molly Tommy's dog too?", Marge asked. I chuckled at her suggestion. "After all they do seem to quite enjoy each other. All of you do it seems." There was something in her choice of words that caught my attention. I looked directly at her and the look on Marge's face was slightly amused, and slightly something else? She looked toward Tommy. "I bet Molly would love for you to take her for a walk Tommy, or maybe a run." He may have answered, or not. I didn't hear anything except alarms going off in my head. But Tommy ran for the house with Molly on his heels, grabbed the leash just inside the door and after clipping it to Molly's collar they set off down the the park. He looked back once as they moved off. I couldn't read his expression fully, but he smiled. Whether at his mom, or me, or both of us, I couldn't tell. Marge settled into a lawn chair. I did the same. "You two have formed quite a close relationship." She said. "Yes they have and I'm glad for it." I replied. "I'm not talking about Tommy and Molly, although they seem very happy too. I'm talking about Tommy and you." Marge turned to face me and her eyes, Tommy's eyes, looked deep into my soul. I felt my face warm as I blushed. "Umm he is a w-w-wonderful boy. Umm. Y-young man. A-a-a-almost." I think I was stuttering. I heard my blood rushing and my heart pumping. "Yes he is. And he is the happiest he has been in his entire life.", Marge said as she watched Tommy and Molly disappear around a corner at the bottom of the hill. Her gaze turned back full force to me. "There is nothing more important to me than Tommy's happiness. And right now his happiness is dependent on you. Also Molly to a degree. But much more on you. He loves you. Do you love him?" I tried to reply. My mouth moved in kind of the way fish do, just opening and closing without any sound. Marge spoke firmly, bringing me over my shock, "Answer me." "Yes, ma'am!" Yeah I went there in my old school reply. Marge was in charge. I was on trial. And I thought back to the vague warning in my brain during last night's phone call. She had figured me out and now I was facing the consequences. "Good!" I was envisioning arrest and trial and the loss of freedom and wondering who would take care of Molly. Then Marge's simple reply finally began to process in my mind. "G-g-g-good?" I was definitely stuttering now. "Yes. I told you Tommy loves you and I know you know that. I'm his mother. I've known he was gay since he was five. Mothers feel these things. It was always only a matter of time before he fell in love with a man. When he told me he was taking care of Molly and spending time at your house that was the first clue. When I called home last night and Tommy wasn't there I suspected he might be with you. This morning I only had to see how you look at each other and I was convinced. It was cute that you offered to by him a cell phone. By the way, you're a terrible liar!" Marge laughed out loud. The shock of that, and her words, brought a laugh out of me also and I could feel the tension easing somewhat in my body. But I still wasn't sure how much she knew or how much she would tolerate. It was time for me to step up and do whatever I needed to stay with this lovely boy. I returned my full gaze to hers. "I can't imagine what you're thinking. I have no frame of reference. But I will confess here and now I love Tommy more than anyone I have ever loved on earth." I held eye contact even though inside I was still unsure where this would lead. Maybe I had just pronounced my death sentence. "I never thought I could be in this place. But I'm so greatful to have his love and be able to give him mine. I apologize to you and Brad if I offend you. But I love Tommy and I will never hurt him." There. I said it. It was out in the open. Marge laid a hand on my arm. "That's what I thought. I just needed to see the two of you together to confirm what I sensed. I can read gay guys from a mile away. I don't know whether you two are having sex yet, and I don't really need to know. But I needed to know you love Tommy. I am fine with that. Brad is too. We've talked about it since Tommy was a toddler. The last thing you need to know is this. Brad and I are trusting you with our son's heart. So you need to promise us the following. First, you will let him choose the direction of your relationship. If he wants to continue or become physical you will accommodate his wishes and make sure you both stay healthy. Second, if he finds another lover you will allow him to explore that relationship and never stand in his way. Third, and finally, you will make sure that no one else ever knows what Tommy is doing. He will tell the world when he is ready." I needed time to process what Marge was telling me. It was alot for me. For her part it seemed like she could have been giving preflight safety instructions on an airplane. (Place your tray tables and dicks in their upright, locked positions.) My turn to try and change the tables and ask her for info. "W-why do you say you can read gay guys so easily? And why is Brad so comfortable with me doing his son?" Epic fail. If I could have face-palmed at that moment I would have, however my brain shock at having outed the true level of my activities with Tommy had me paralyzed. Marge laughed again. "You guys are all open books. How do you think Brad spends 12 weeks at sea? He fucks men to keep himself satisfied. Don't get me wrong. When he comes home our sex is fantastic. But I never deny him pleasure outlets when he's working." The look of pure satisfaction on Marge's face told me she was telling the truth. Then her grip tightened on my arm. "Let's just be clear. We are trusting you with our only child. Love Tommy and protect him, and Brad and I will support and protect you. Hurt Tommy in any way, and we will make a living hell of what remains of your shortened life." Marge's eyes gave me a hint of deathstare. The image of a mother bear protecting her cub flashed through my mind. Well then. This was crystal clear to me. I said nothing. No further words were necessary as we read each other's eyes. Just then Tommy and Molly came strolling back up the park. "I'm glad we had this conversation Jim." Marge's face was a glow of supreme satisfaction. I was still processing the information that this woman and her husband were greenlighting my relationship with their teenage son. The possibilities were mind boggling. Tommy and Molly reached us as Marge stood up. "Hello again. Did you have a good walk?", she asked. "Yes. Did you have a good talk?", Tommy replied. He fixed his eyes squarely on his mother and I saw these two were cut from the same steel beam. Marge held Tommy's look for a solid minute, then replied. "We had wonderful visit." Marge glanced to the side to look at me. "I'm sure we're all on the same page." She looked back at Tommy. "I'm going to go take care of some errands and housework and get ready for work. Since it's Saturday, you can stay as long as you like. Even overnight if that's ok with Jim and Molly." Marge looked back at me again. "If that works for both of you." I felt as if the heavens had opened and a divine light shone down on all of us. I fixed my eyes on Marge's. "My home is Tommy's home for as long as he likes and as long as I live." I held her gaze and without shifting for a second I reached out my arm closest to Tommy. He immediately came to my side and I embraced him. Still looking at Marge I said, "You have my word. Now and always." Marge smiled and started down the park back to her home. Tommy looked up at me with an expression of wonder. "Welcome home baby boy.", I said. Tommy threw his arms around my neck and kissed me. "Whoa there, baby! Your mom is good with our relationship, but we don't want the neighbors to know. Let's keep all our displays of affection indoors." "I knew it! I knew it! As soon as we sat down to breakfast there was something in the way she kept looking at me. And when she said we should go visit you I just knew that she knows somehow." Tommy was speaking rapidly now while pulling me toward the patio doors. Molly followed at our heels. "I knew she wanted to talk to you alone when she told me to take Molly for a walk. What did she say? She's ok with you being my lover? She said I can spend the night!" It was strange to hear these words spoken out loud and the enormity of what was happening made me a little light headed. We got inside and closed the door. I sat down and Tommy stood between my legs. "This calls for a celebration!" "Yes it does, baby boy. What do you want to do?" "I want you to undress me." That gorgeous smile lit up again. Tommy could have asked me to bunjee jump from the Empire State Building at that moment and I would have done it even though I'm afraid of heights. I chuckled at myself. I felt as much like a teenager in love as Tommy did. I lifted his shirt and kissed his taut tummy. He giggled. I reached down and unlaced his sneakers then pulled them off one at a time. Tommy rested a hand on my shoulder to maintain his balance. Next I removed his socks. I marveled at the perfect shape of his feet. I ran my hands up each smooth, well shaped leg to his lean thighs and just under his shorts. Moving my hands outside again I reached around to caress that perfect butt. Tommy lifted his shirt. We both stared at the full bulge formed in his shorts. I could see the waistband of his boxers clinging to his milky skin. He wasn't wearing a belt so the shorts sagged some. The look was fine with me. I unbuttoned then unzipped his shorts and lowered them around his ankles. His boxers now formed a large tent. I traced my fingertip over the end of his pole at first, then firmly grasped and squeezed his hardon through the thin material. Tommy groaned and his knees started to buckle. I moved my other hand back to his ass to steady him. He caught his breath after a few seconds and stood up again. His eyes told me to keep going. Hooking my fingers into the waistband at both hips I slowly lowered his boxers. I took my time as I revealed his soft, silky brown pubes and the hard shaft. When the elastic finally released his hard cock it swung up to hit his abdomen with a loud 'thwap!'. I bunched the boxers with his shorts and Tommy stepped out of the clothing. Since I was bent over his beautiful boner was right at eye level. A drop of precum clung right at the tip. I licked it up. Tommy shivered, but didn't move. I stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, then sat back down to drink in the sight of this gorgeous, naked, horny boy. His green eyes flashed as he smiled back at me. "Now it's my turn." Tommy knelt in front of me and began unbuttoning my shirt. When he had it fully open he started running his fingers through the hair on my chest. He hadn't done that before and I certainly didn't have a lot of chest hair. It seemed like we were exploring each other for the first time. Tommy removed my shirt and then my shoes and socks. Of course I was hard as a rock by now. He squeezed me through my shorts with both hands. Gawd did that feel great! He unbuckled my belt, lowered the zipper and I raised my hips from the chair to make it easier to undress me. He pulled my shorts and briefs off in a single motion. Tommy picked up all our clothes off the floor, folded them and set them on the table. Damn, this kid never ceased to amaze me. Marge and Brad had obviously done a great job raising Tommy with good manners. Watching his nude body move across the room and back with his stiff pointing the way had me mesmerized. Tommy sat down on my right leg and pulled me into a deep kiss. Our tongues entwined as we explored each other's mouth. I felt for his sex and Tommy opened his legs so I could fondle him. "Now I want you to carry me to your bedroom so we can shower together." My young lover had a nice imagination too. I rearranged him over one shoulder in a fireman's carry and stood up to climb the stairs. His hardon was trapped against my body and felt hot. Tommy giggled again at this position. As I entered the bedroom I saw our reflection in the mirror, his smooth young ass next to my head, his shapely long legs wrapped in my arm. I reached to run my free hand over those globes and he laughed again. "That tickles."I slowly let his body slide down mine until he was on his own two feet again. We both looked at ourselves in the mirror, naked lovers, man and boy. We smiled at our image. I took him by the hand into my bathroom and started the shower. When the water was right I stepped in and put Tommy in front of me. I took the nozzle and wet him all over from head to toe then reversed our positions. I began to soap him up. As wonderful as his skin felt normally, gliding my hands over Tommy's wet, sudsy body was nirvana! He leaned back into me and clasped his hands behind my neck. The wonderful scent of his wet hair filled my nostrils as my hands went everywhere, more caressing than bathing him. My soapy fingers traced through the fine whisps of armpit hair, then over his chest to rub at his nipples. Tommy sighed deeply and I saw his cock pulse a couple of times with his heartbeat. I continued down his torso, pausing to finger his innie belly button and gently pulling at his lovely pubes. But I was careful around his rampant cock, not wanting him to cum just yet. I knew we were building to something very special and I wanted this to last. I turned Tommy around and began soaping his backside. This time he put his arms around my waist and clung tightly to me, his head on my shoulder. I felt him rubbing his boner against my leg. My hands continued their exploration of this young Adonis. I never wanted to stop rubbing his rear. Tommy reached back and pulled his cheeks apart. I knew exactly what he wanted and I slipped a couple of soapy fingers into his bunghole. He put his arms back around me and quietly moaned into my ear. It was sweet music. After a few minutes Tommy stood on his tiptoes and began rubbing our hard dicks together, trapped between our bodies. The feeling was incredible. Resolving to stick to my plan I got down on my knees to lather his thighs, calves and feet. Tommy knew I was making him edge and he got me back as only a teenage boy could. He began slapping his stiff dick against my face, laughing as he did. Cheeky boy! I stood up again and began rinsing him all over. Once he was thoroughly rinsed, I switched our positions. Tommy took the bodywash and began lathering me up with the same attention as I gave him. I put my hands on my head so he could explore my armpits. I gasped as he played with my nipples. working his way dopwn he knelt in front of me and gave my hard cock and full balls a spa treatment. It took every ounce of strength and resolve not to cum in his face. He took a long time stroking my dick and his eyes told me he was enjoying my frustration. He reached between my legs and began brushing then fingering my hole. I gasped out loud and Tommy smiled. Taking the nozzle he rinsed me off. We were on the same page, knowing what we both wanted. Stepping out of the shower I pulled a couple of large bath towels from the linen closet. We tried to dry each other at the same time and it turned into a battle at first. We laughed and tickled each other staying hard all the while. I finally gave up and let him towel me off. Tommy returned the favor. He jumped into my arms again and whispered in my ear. "Now it's time for you to take me to bed and make love to me. Deep and hard daddy." No way was I gonna disappoint this angel. My hands clenched his butt and we kissed as I manouvered us back into the bedroom. I laid Tommy on the bed as our kisses grew more passionate, our dicks grinding together. I pushed his legs up until his knees were next to his ears. My eyes locked in on that fantastic pink boy pussy and my tongue went for it like a guided missle. Tommy gripped his legs behind his knees and roared as I assaulted his asshole. "Oh Shit! YEEESSSSSS! Eat me daddy!." I was relentless as I lapped at Tommy's asshole. I spent an eternity driving my tongue deep inside my boy. By now he was screaming, "Fuck me daddy!" I wondered if the neighbors could hear. Not that it mattered. Well yes Marge's rules were very fresh in my mind, but I wanted to please my boy. I stood up and looked down on my little lover, holding his legs up with his knees at his ears, pink boy pussy shining with my copious saliva, a look of deep lust and love in his eyes, waiting for me to mount him. I spit into my hand and wet my dick then placed the head at my boy's sweet hole. "Yes daddy. Fuck me please. Fuck me hard." Anything my baby wants, my baby gets. Adding some more spit to my hard dick I pushed forward into my boy. I was amazed once again as Tommy opened himself to me. I was able to move steadily inside until I was balls deep. "Oh daddy!" Tommy grabbed my head and locked his mouth on mine, his tongue assaulting my mouth. I felt his hot hole gripping my big dick, This was heaven! I began thrusting in and out of my boy, building a steady rhythym. After all the foreplay I knew I couldn't last long, but my mind registered every second of time with my lover. I rose up to watch the sexy youth beneath me. Looking at Tommy holding his legs back to his ears and letting me plow his fine young ass sent me over the edge. I got back on the bed on my knees and began jackhammering that sweet teen ass. Tommy came in thick jets of jizz that reached his hair this time. His ass gripped my cock in spasms and I flooded his ass in response. Fucking amazing! I collapsed onto the bed and curled my cum covered lover into my arms. No words were necessary as we embraced.