Date: Fri, 3 Apr 2020 11:30:05 -0500 From: Proxy Story Subject: Star Light Inn - Chapter 3 Star Light Inn - Chapter 3 By: Proxy Story Adult/Youth This story is fiction, written by an author over the age of 18. All names, places, descriptions, and events are purely fictional and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental. This work contains intimate acts between adult males and youths if that scenario offends you, please discontinue reading any further. Nifty is a wonderful resource and needs to be funded to continue. If you enjoyed the story, or any other stories, please donate to nifty so that we can all enjoy more stories in the future.... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Star Light Inn Chapter Three ---Call me Mark--- M/b, oral Pete and I exited the bathroom and I checked to see that it was only 6am, but I was hungry and Pete admitted he was too. "Well, little man how about we go grab something to eat. There has to be a Waffle House somewhere nearby. I would like to let your brother know where we are going do you think he is still at the front counter?" Pete looked at time again and then thought for a second before replying, "No, he is probably just going to bed and Maria should be coming on. I'll slip next door and see if anyone is up, I need a shirt anyway." I was so used to seeing him shirtless I had not even thought of that. Pete left the room and I got dressed and when I caught my reflection in the mirror I noted that I had never looked so happy in my entire life. It was then that I also knew in order to keep this happiness something was going to have to change in a big way. A few minutes later Pete was knocking at my door again. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out and around the corner before he told me that his Dad and P.J. were still asleep so he left a note telling them that he went with me to Waffle House. On the drive, Pete was more comfortable playing with all the gadgets and buttons in my car and when we had to get onto the interstate I floored it making him squeal with delight. "Faster...FASTER MR. GREEN!!!!" I got it up to 120mph before I backed off for fear of getting pulled over with a young boy who wasn't mine and I din't exactly have permission to have with me. "You know Pete, you can call me Mark." Pete punched me lightly in the arm, "I know, but...I guess I thought that if I called you Mr. Green it would still seem like you were just a guest and when you left it would just be like any other guest when they left." "Awww, Pete please don't think about that right now and besides I am thinking about some things that may make it different okay." Pete turned all the way around in the seat looking at me and finally said, "Okay, but what do you mean different?" I shrugged my shoulders and then spotted the Waffle House so I turned off the Interstate. As we walked in Pete asked again what I was talking about. "Pete I don't know yet, but I am thinking about some things so just be patient and I will let you know what I come up with okay." For such a little guy Pete sure could scarf down a surprising amount of eggs and bacon. We chatted about various things while eating including where he went to school and how he really liked science, but didn't like history because he couldn't always remember dates and as he put it, "People were really stupid back then." When the waitress brought the check she commented that my son was adorable. Pete started to say something in response, but when I kicked him under the table he paused as I thanked her and mentioned that I was very proud of him. All paid up, we left and of course Pete asked me to floor it again as we re-entered the interstate. As we pulled in to the Inn we saw that Paul Sr. was up and about walking around the parking lot picking up trash. He walked over as we parked and thanked me for taking care of Pete. "You know Mr. Green I didn't mean to saddle you with this one and if he is bothering you all you need to do is tell him to leave you alone." I shook my head in response, "No, no he isn't bothering me and it has been nice to have his company." Paul looked down at smiling Pete and then back at me and there was a slight look of confusion on his face, but also it seemed like he was about to ask a question, but stopped and looked back at Pete and patted his head then turned and walked off. He looked back one more time and turned again shaking his head. I'm not sure, but I think he might have figured out something then or at least he was questioning what was going on between Pete and I. I shook it off as Pete grabbed my hand and asked, "You want to go swimming again?" "Well, that would be nice, but I still don't have any trunks and it is daylight so we can't really get away with doing what we did last night." I didn't tell him that in fact we didn't get away with it. As we rounded the corner Pete stopped again and said, "Hey, I know what you could probably borrow a pair of P.J.s or my dads shorts I'm sure they would fit." He was right that was actually a very good idea. He told me to go on to my room and he would find a pair for me. A few minutes later he was knocking on my door holding out a pair of blue trunks that still had a price tag attached. "I found these they have not even been worn yet." Just as I noticed that he was also holding his trunks in his hand he pulled off his ubiquitous cut offs flashing me a quick view of his soft cocklet. He stood back up and placed his hand on his hip nodding towards me as if to hurry me along. I wasn't going to keep him waiting so I quickly changed with only one slight whistle from him as I was exposed. Little Pete rushed out of the room and didn't waste anytime jumping in. I wasn't far behind him. We were enjoying the coolness of the water in the hot Alabama sun. We were splashing around and Pete was showing off how long he could hold his breathe and how he could do underwater handstands when P.J. emerged from his room and walked up to the edge of the pool. Pete saw his brother and gave him a quick splash and P.J. reached in and splashed him back. He smiled at me and then made a wicked grin toward his brother and commented, "Glad to see you guys are wearing trunks this time." After he said that he walked back to his room only looking back once and winking at me. The look on Pete's face was one of sheer horror. I don't know how his cute tan face could get so white, but honestly mine probably looked the same when P.J. caught me off guard just a few hours ago. I rushed over to Pete and looked him in the eyes, "Don't worry little man P.J. isn't going to tell on us." Pete looked up at me and stammered,"But...but how, I mean how did he know?" At that point I scanned up in the sky and saw a telephone poll about twenty yards away and spotted the camera mounted half-way up and pointed it out to Pete. Even if I had been looking for them the night before I doubt I would have seen it then. Pete followed my gaze up and then froze again. "Oh, shit I fucking forgot about those and oh man the ones on the door too...shit he knew I was in your room all night." Again I reached out and put my hand on his cold shoulder and then touched a finger to his lips. "Calm down Pete, like I said P.J. isn't going to tell on us okay, but we should probably keep our clothes on when we are out here from now on okay." Pete was still motionless and was scanning me and then looking towards his room and then back at me before he blurted out, "Wait, so you knew about the cameras?" "Well, actually I didn't know about them till last night when I went to tell P.J. that you were staying with me last night and he showed me a screen capture of our little action in the pool. He told me that he was happy you had someone to play with and that he would make sure your Dad didn't see the security video of us." Pete let that sink in a second and the smiled, "So you mean P.J. didn't care that we did stuff?" "Apparently not." "Cool, I love my brother." "Yes, little man you are lucky to have him." We swam for another ten or so minutes continuing to chat about things that mattered to him and then he began asking about my job and what I did. He knew just enough about computers and stuff to understand the basics of it. About 30 minutes into our swim Paul Sr. walked around the corner, took pause when he saw us both and then approached. "I told you Mr. Green you don't have to give into Peter all the time." Pete splashed his father before I could reply, "No it really is okay, Pete and I get along great and I have nothing else to do right now as I am off work for the rest of the week so...well it nice to have someone to spend the time with." Paul looked at his son a little strangely and then back at me, "Well...you must be getting along real well, because he doesn't let anyone call him Pete not since his mother died anyway." Paul looked at me strangely again and then commented that we should be thinking about what we want for dinner because he was going to go out and get us all something before long. We had been in the pool about and hour when I noticed that my skin was starting to prune so I suggested we get out. Pete swam up to me looked at the camera and then turned me so my back was facing away from it and then grabbed my cock softly. "I'll get out as long as you promise to let me play with this when we get back to the room." I reached out and felt his hard three inches and said, "As long as you let me play with this one." We shot out of the pool and back into my cool room and in two seconds Pete was already naked and jumping on the bed. I laughed with him and once also was I naked moved into attack mode and had him pinned against the bed as I attached his little ribs with my fingers tips and the rest of his body with my lips. He was giggling and thrashing about and the pure boyness of his actions made my heart sing with joy. Finally, he had enough with this boy-like foreplay and forced my head down and onto his penis. I still felt like teasing him so I didn't give in right away and licked his balls, taint and thighs till he became more forceful and actually pulled on my ears quite hard. As I took him into my warm mouth he sighed and let me make love to his smooth appendage. You might not think that you can be busy while blowing on a three inch cocklet, but with all the extra room in your mouth you have a lot of various things you can do with your tongue and also vary the suction along with the general pace of of things till you find just the right combination that triggers him into uncontrollable spasms. And that is what I did. To be honest, just like the first time, I was enjoying it just as much as him. As he got closer, I soaked my finger in saliva and began manipulating my finger across his ass hole. When my finger tip slipped in he stopped and adjusted himself just like before and then impaled himself on my didgit. It didn't take more than a minute of this double pleasure to send him over the mountain and his little body was taken over completely that he appeared to pass out before taking a long deep breath and looking down at me still between his legs with the largest and brightest smile I had ever seen. I moved up next to him on the bed and he lazily flopped over onto me leaning down to give me a kiss. "Thanks Mark that was awesome!" He laid with his head against my chest, but once he recovered he sat back up kissed me lightly and then whispered in my ear, "Your turn now." He snaked down my body slowly kissing here and there and then once between my legs looked up at me as he stuck his tongue out flicking it across my sensitive head. He repeated that a few more time and then took three inches into his hot mouth. After the third time going down I could hear and feel him take a deep breath and then he went slowly down till I felt his throat muscles then with eyes squinched up I saw more of my cock going in and could feel his throat open up a little so now my head was fully into it. He pulled off quickly and a mass of slobber was left behind and then he coughed so another large amount of saliva shot out coating my cock even more. He didn't look back at me this time as he gathered his courage and tried again. This time at least five inches sunk into his warm mouth and throat making me grunt while I had to do everything I could to stay still. He came back up but didn't take me all the way out before he went back down. He repeated this a few more times and then all the sudden my whole cock was in him. I could feel his throat muscles contracting and trying to swallow me and it was like nothing I had ever felt. He stayed still a second and then came back up and took another deep breath through his nose and went back down again. He kept this up learning more and more control each time. I knew I wasn't going to last so after he completed his seventh or eighth pass I tapped his head a little and told him I was going to cum soon. Pete came up to the top of my head paused then came off and said, "I want you to cum in my mouth again please." When he went back down he only took the original three inches, but he pumped on the base with a tight grip and then it happened. I began shooting my load into his waiting mouth. Since I already came multiple times in the past two days I didn't flood him so he was able to take all of it quite easily. My mind was ringing and I was gathering my own senses when I felt him lay against my chest again. After a minute he sat up and looked down at me. "I like eating your stuff because I know you want me to, but it doesn't really taste all the good." I laughed a little and he punched me lightly, "Well it is true! I mean, I know from watching those videos and reading some stuff that they always want you to swallow so..." He trailed off as I pulled him down to my lips again. When I opened my mouth and we began to french I could now taste myself mixed with his own taste; to me it was ambrosia. He finally rolled off of me pulling me up with him and asked if we could soak in the tub for while. I looked over and saw it was near dinner time and knew that his father would be looking for us soon so I told him we would have to wait. He pouted a second and then said, "Well maybe I can stay with you again tonight and then we can really do it in the tub, you know like you can do it to my butt." Oh, man just the thought was making me dizzy.