Date: Sat, 28 Nov 2009 02:50:10 -0500 (EST) From: Mitchel Mulder Subject: Tom and Mike - 2 "O man, look at those tits!" Matt almost shouted, "I wish I was that guy". The girl on the DVD held a guy's face between her big breast while she moaned in mock passion. Tom didn't like the film at all, only big breasted women and just a few guys were in it, the guys were a bit too young for him to get turned on. Matt on the other hand, was rubbing his crotch. Tom's mind went back again to this afternoon, he still couldn't believe that Mike had spread his legs, had he done that on purpose, was that really his balls he had seen? Tom just wasn't sure anymore, all he could think of was Mike. "Sorry man I just have to do it!" Matt opened his fly and started to jerk off. They had done this many times together, they even had their hard cocks held together once to see who was the biggest. Tom had won by a good inch. "Come on man, get that hard cock out" Matt urged Tom. Tom had been hard, but not because of the movie. He unzipped his fly and started to stroke too. They had only touched each other once, but Tom wondered how a cut cock felt when held properly. "O fuck!" Matt slid from the couch, he moaned aloud as he shot his sperm accros the carpet. "Your turn man, let that monster erupt!" Tom watched the screen again, seeing a man pushing his big cock into a woman's mouth. He opened his mouth and licked his lips, he imagined that the man was Mike, feeding his cock to him. "O Shit!" he shouted. Cum spurted out of his cock high in the air. With a big splash it landed on the coffee table. "Man, that looked like a volcano!" Matt said. Matt tossed him the tissue box, "Want to see another movie?" "No thanks, I think I'll be going." "Already?" "You're home early for a Saturday night." Tom's mother looked up from the book she'd been reading. "Just a bit tired, mum." "You didn't drink too much I hope." "No, just one beer. I think I'll go to bed and watch some TV." He walked over to his mother to kiss her goodnight. "Goodnight, Son. 15 years old and at home on a Saturdaynight at this time, well maybe he was tired. She picked up her book but then she put it down again, maybe he had problems with a girl, maybe they had had a quarrel. She didn't even know if he had a girl friend, he never told her about things like that. But then again it was not something you would discuss with your mother, she figured. She picked up her book again and started reading. Mike was discussing Tom with his friend. "No I'll take things slow, but man, you should see him." "Come on Mike, you say that about every boy." "No really, Frank, this guys is different, he's very special." "You got him in your bed?" "No, as I said he is special, just met him this afternoon, and his mother." Carl let out a laugh. "Man you are getting serious, I mean meeting his mother too!" "Why are you always such a pain in the ass?" "Talking about ass" Frank said. "Just perfect", Mike replied, "To be honest he is perfect all over, by the looks of it he's got a nice size dick as well and a perfect bubble butt." "Man, I wish I could meet him sometime." "Back off, Frank, he's mine, you will see him, eventually." "It sounds like someone is in love, and I mean really in love". "Yeah, yeah, but Frank, this guy is really special, well, at least to me." "You've always had special guys." "No, Frank, I mean it this time, he is so innocent, so fresh, so different." "I see, you mean he's ready to be plucked." Mike let out a sigh, "No Frank, I mean it, he is special, at least to me." "Okay, I got your message, but Mike, just be carefull, I mean he is your neighbour´s kid, you´ll have to live with them." "I know that´s what makes it a bit complicated. But, I'm just hot about this guy." "Just take it easy, Mike, let him come to you." "Yeah, I know". "Hey, Mike got to go, talk to you later this week." "Okay, fine, Frank, as soon as I'm settled you should come over for a weekend." "Looking forward to that, and to that kid" Frank grinned. "Okay, see you". Mike put the phone down. Talking about Tom had made him horny, how good that boy had looked in his running shorts, sporting a hardon. If only his mother hadn´t been there. No, that´s not true, he wasn´t looking for a nice quick fuck, the minute he had seen Tom he had known that this guys was special. Maybe Frank was right, maybe he was in love. Tom got undressed, and naked he did his push-ups. He just loved the feeling when his cock touched the carpet, the signal that he had to push up. "46, 47, 48 49!" he counted aloud. He let himself fall on the floor and rolled over on his back. He felt his heart pounding in his chest, he put his hand on his left pec, feeling his own heart beat. Slowly his hand moved lower over his flat stomach to his pubes, he scratched himself before he reached for his cock. Slowly he pulled his skin back and ran the tip of his finger over the exposed head. He just loved that, his cock sprang to live, hardening in his hand. He got up, slowly jerking his cock and put the lights out. The night was still warm so his window was open and the curtains not drawn. He laid on top of his sheets, pulled one leg up, with one hand he stroked his cock while the other squeezed his soft balls. He closed his eyes and thought about Mike. His hairy muscular body, he hoped that one day he would have a body like that. He shifted a bit so his back was now against the headboard. He wet a finger and put that one against his ass. He silently moaned as he pushed his finger into his ass. He closed his eyes and pushed a second finger in. All of a sudden he was aware that it had become lighter, in a split second he thought that his mother had walked into his room and had turned the lights on. It was the house next to him the light had been turned on. Mike's house was built in the same way as theirs, as a mirror image. From his bed he had a clear view of the same room as his in Mike's house. The door was open and he could see the hallway, all the way to the master bedroom. All the lights were on. Tom moved to the edge of the bed, holding his cock in his hand, if the light were on upstairs it would mean that Mike was upstairs too. "O Holy fuck!" Tom said silently. Mike came out of the master bedroom, only wearing a jock. His chest was wide and hairy, his waist narrow, he walked through the hallway. Tom jacked his cock a bit faster, not taking his eyes off the big bulge in the jockstrap. Mike entered the room facing Tom's. Tom had to stand on his bed to watch Mike's whole body. Mike sat down on something, he could only see his chest and shoulders now. Mike laid down, he was now out of sight for Tom. "Shit" Tom thought, "Oh, please get up again!" On top of his bed Tom stood on his toes, steadying himself against the wall. He saw Mike's hands appearing with two big dumbbells. Tom could only see Mike's hands and arms while he rested against the wall stroking his hard cock, he thought about how Mike's chest would look now, heaving with each move he made. He felt his orgasm coming but he wanted to wait, he let go of his cock and kept staring. After a while Mike got up and walked over to the door. Up in the door opening there was a bar, Mike reached for it. "O fuck, fuck!"Tom cried, Mike gave him a perfect view of his hairy armpits. Mike lifted himself up, he held this position a few second. Tom drooled over this sight, he had the perfect view now, he could see all of Mike's hot body, including his well filled jockstrap. Mike repeated this a couple of times, Tom could not take it any longer, and started to stroke his cock again. His balls were boiling he had to release it, he pinched his nipples and kept staring at his neighbour. "O, fuck fuck. Ohhhhhhhhh!" He shot his sperm all over the sheets, he kept on spurting, "Oh yeah!" He banged his head against the wall and closed his eyes, every muscles in his body flexed, for a second he thought his knees would fail him. Finally he opened his eyes again and licked off his fingers, and looked across. Mike had a smile around his mouth, he turned around and as he walked down the hallway, Tom had a perfect view of his naked round ass. Mike smiled as he walked to his bedroom, he could be mistaken but by the sounds he had heard, Tom had seen him. He had not been wrong about this boy. Too bad it was too dark to look into kid's room, he had seen the lights being turned off, but he had been too late to see if Tom was still in his room. He hooked his jockstrap behind his balls and gave his cock a good work out, he thought how Tom's smooth skin would feel, about their lips on each other, him kissing each inch of Tom's flesh, his salty flesh, after a run. "Oh, Tom!" he said softly. He felt the cum running through his shaft, he lifted his hips off the bed, he saw his piss slit open and thick cum shot out, over his chest and stomach. He fell back on the bed and rubbed the cum all over his hairy body. "Goodnight, Tom" he thought and put out the lights.