Date: Wed, 02 Dec 2009 16:24:55 -0500 (EST) From: Mitchel Mulder Subject: Tom and Mike-3 When Tom woke up the next morning, the first thing he did was look outside. He could hear talking coming from Mike's garden. He leant out of the window a little. Now he could see Mike, dressed in white shorts and and a white polo. Tom's hand automaticly went to his morning hard-on. "Morning Tom!" Mike shouted, and with a big smile waved at Tom. Tom smiled back, and waved with his free hand, "Hi Mike!" He knew Mike couldn't see his cock, but he held his hand still around it, afraid that any movement would give away what he was doing. His cock got soft the instant he saw the blond woman walking over to Mike, she too was dressed in white, she put her arm around Mike's shoulder, rested her head against him and followed Mike gaze. Mike put his arms around her too and pulled her closer. "See you later, Tom!" Mike shouted. The woman smiled at Tom, then she pulled Mike back into the house. Tom was stunned, he just stood there for several minutes, long after Mike and that woman had gone inside. Had he been that wrong? It was obvious that Mike and the woman were close. He put on his running gear. "I'll have breakfast later" he said to his mother in the kitchen. He ran for miles, he just didn't know what to do or think. He just knew he hated that woman, yeah, she was a bitch! "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he shouted out loud, he hated Mike too, yes he hated them both! By the time he came home he was wondering if he himself wasn't to blame, maybe he had misunderstood it all. What had really happened up to now? Nothing really, he had seen Mike's balls, but then again, many guys weren't wearing any underwear. And yeah, Mike had looked at his erection, but then again all guys do, he remembered last month when Matt had a hard-on during PE all the guys had laughed and had been trying to pull his shorts down. Luckily for Matt the coach had intervened. After he had his shower, he went over to Mrs. Henderson"s. Every now and then he would do her lawn for a few bucks. Of course she wanted to know everything about Mike, she had seen Tom and his mother talking to him. "I don't know much about him" he answered her, "in fact I don't know anything about him." When he returned home his mother was in the kitchen and he was laying the table for dinner, when the bell rang. "I'll get it", his mother called. Tom looked around the door, it was Mike with that woman. He could not hear what they were saying, but he saw his mother shake her head, then she and Mike both looked at him. "Tom, Mike wants to ask you something." Reluctantly he walked over. "Tom, I hope you can help me out, I just listened to my voice mail, tomorrow afternoon I have some goods being delivered, PC, TV stuff like that, but I have to attend a meeting. They will be here around 3 in the afternoon. Would you mind spending a hour or two in my place till I'm home?" "You can take you homework with you", his mother said. "Give you twenty bucks for it" Mike smiled at him. Tom looked from Mike to the woman. "Oh, I'm sorry" Mike apologized, "this is Kate, my sister." For Tom a load was lifted off his mind. With a big smile he agreed. "Thanks, Tom, here are my keys, and there are softdrinks in the fridge. Thanks man!" Next day Tom had difficulties concentrating. Tom looked at his watch, he could hardly wait to get out of school and go over to Mike's. Maybe he could work out before the deliveries came, he could ask Mike to help with his maths. He pictured himself sitting next to Mike, looking at him as he explained, feeling his knee pressing to his, feeling his breath against his skin. "Tom, Tom! Do you know the answer?" "No, Sir." "Of course not, do you know the question I just asked?" "Sorry Sir." He heard sniggering all around him. "I wish you would pay some attention in class!" Luckily the bell rang, the end of the class, the end of the schoolday. He ran home, picked up Mike's keys and went over. He saw Mrs. Henderson pulling away the tip of her lace curtains. He pretended not to see her and let himself in. In the hall there were still some boxes to be unpacked, also in the living room. On the dinner table there was a note and the twenty bucks. "As promised, see you later." The note read. He laid out his schoolbooks on the table and got a drink out of the fridge. With the bottle in his hands he climbed the stairs and had a look around, funny he thought, he could look right into his own room. He admired the work out equipment, he ran his hand over the leather bench, he felt an itch in his balls as his hand touched the cool leather and thought how Mike's naked ass had been on it. In the bedroom he opened the wardrobe, a line of business suit, ranging from blue to dark grey filled one side, he opened a couple of drawers with socks and underwear. He let his hand run over them, most of them were white briefs, all expensive brands. He felt his cock hardening when he saw a couple of jockstraps. The doorbell rang, quickly he closed the drawer and ran downstairs and let the delivery man in. After signing the receipt he hurried back upstairs again, this time he went into the bathroom. He picked up the razor and saw the tiny hairs still sticking to the blade, he felt the towel that hung next to the shower, in the corner there was a pile of laundry. Tom fell on his knees, and put his face in the pile of shorts and shirts. He inhaled deeply, he could smell a strong smell of sweat, Mike's sweat. His cock was now fully erect and pressing hard against his fly. He opened his fly to set it free, he stroked himself while he went through the pile. "Got it!" He held up a jockstrap, it was the only one there, so this should be the one he had seen Mike in, he held it against his face, burried his nose into it, the smell of sweat was so strong. He jerked faster, he opened his mouth and sucked the cotton of the cup into his mouth. He tasted Mike's sweat and a hint of piss, he sucked harder, making the cotton all wet with his spit. He heard himself moan aloud, he jacked off faster, getting more of the strap inside of his mouth, his other hand went under his shirt, running over his stomach till he reached his nipples. He started to pull them hard. "Oh, fuck!" he shouted in the empty house. His whole body started to shake, a roar escaped from deep inside, his cock erupted, shooting all over the pile of laundry. "Wow, shit man!" he said to himself, he pulled back his skin and rubbed the wet jockstrap over his cockhead. He let out a sigh as the wet cotton touched his sensitive head. He waited a couple of moments then he got up and threw the jockstrap on the pile. He had just finished his history homework, it was now four o'clock. He only had to do maths, but he hoped that Mike would help him with that. Tom wondererd if he should go up and work out, but how would Mike react if he caught him, would he mind that he had been upstairs? Before he could make up his mind, he heard the front door open. He ran to the hall. Mike just closed the door, his face brightened as he saw Tom. "Hey Tom, great you're still here." "Hope you don't mind, the guys were right on time." "So I see," Mike quickly scanned the boxes that were in the hall. Tom felt his cock getting hard again, Mike looked great, dressed up in one of his dark business suits, his tie loosened. Slowly they walked up to each other, both smiling widely. In the middle of the hall they stopped, the toes of there shoes only an inch apart. Their smiles faded, Mike lowered his face while Tom looked up, nothing was said, they both pursed their lips. They both let out a sigh as their lips touched. Tom opened his mouth completly, his first kiss with a guy, a real kiss. Mike's tongue pushed inside, Tom rolled his tongue around Mike's. Their breathing quickened as Mike put his arms around him, pressing Tom hard against him. Their kiss lasted a long time, both of them getting hard, their cocks pushing hard against each other. Finally Mike pulled back, still with his arms around Tom. "God, I can't believe this", he wishpered. Tom could only smile at him, and pressed his lips on Mike's again. Mike reacted at once, pushing his tongue between Tom's lips again, Tom sucked the man's tongue in deep, his arms wrapped around the broad back he pressed his crotch hard against Mike's erection. Tom had to let go, he had to get his breath back. Mike ruffled his hair as Tom laid his head against Mike's chest. Mike knew Tom was horny, he had felt it, and it felt big for a guy his age. But he knew he had to control himself. He gave Tom a quick kiss in his forehead and stepped away. "See you brought your homework." "Yeah, almost done, only maths left." "Ah, tell you what, you get me a nice cold beer, I'll get changed and I'll help you." Tom ran his finger over his lips, his lips still tingled. Only once he had kissed a girl before, he had not liked it a lot. This however was so different, the girls lips had been soft and weak, while this kiss was powerful, stonger, hotter. In the bathroom Mike splashed some cold water on his face. This kid was so hot, he was sure he could do anything with Tom now, but he wanted to take things slow. There was also Tom's mother to consider. "First, she must trust me, don't want her to get suspicious, do we." he said to himself in the mirror. He changed into jeans and a tee and went downstairs again. His beer was already waiting for him, Tom had gotten another Coke. "Is that a new PC?" Tom pointing at the boxes in the hall. "Yep, amongst other things, but first we will do your homework." They sat right next to each other, It was like Tom had imagined, his knees pressing against Mike's, Mike's hand resting on his thigh. Faintly Tom could smell Mike's cologne. Mike was very patient with him, Tom put his hand on Mike's thigh, as Mike was explaining Tom moved his hand a bit up. He could feel the warmth coming off Mike's bulge, he rested his hand on the fly of Mike's jeans. Mike rested his hand on Tom's and slowly pushed him off his crotch toward his knee. "Maths!" Mike said. "Sure." Tom answered, even maths could be fun as long as he was near Mike. Tom put his hand on the table and listen intently. Mike looked at the clock, "Well, I think this is enough for the day." "Yeah, Mum will be home soon, better get back." Mike took Tom's face in both his hands, and pressed his lips on Tom's. Outside they heard a cardoor slam shut. "That's my Mum I guess." "Better run along, hey Tom you got a PC?" "Yes, an old one, Mum brought it over from her work. Very old and slow." Tom collected his books, "Thanks" holding up his books. "Will I see you tomorrow?" Mike asked. "Yes! That is if you don't mind, we'll have a test at the end of the week, if you could help me it would be great." "No problem." Tom followed Mike to the door, he had longed to stay here longer, kissing him and who knows, even more. But he also knew that his mother would be waiting, at least he had something to look forward to tomorrow afternoon. They kissed goodbye in the hall.