Date: Thu, 10 Mar 2011 16:09:47 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bo and Timmy Pt3

			       Bo and Timmy
				  Part 3
			      I Get a Lover

I said I didn't have a clue about making love to a boy, and I meant it, but
Bo had no such problem. We were in bed with the light still on. I had got
into the habit of going to bed the same time as him almost every
night. Sometimes we would just lie there and talk for a while, this night
he was snuggled into me and started stroking my body as he talked.

"I want us to make love tonight David. I know you don't have any idea how
to go about it so I'm going to take the lead. I will make a promise to you
if you don't fight me over this. If, by the time I'm finished you don't
like what I have done to you I will never touch you in a sexual way again."

He looked straight at me then and I could see the longing in his eyes. Now
what do I say and do? I loved this boy with all my heart. I had been so
lonely after my parents died, but for the last two, nearly three years I
had known the love of a young man that had appeared uncomplicated, no
trauma, no problems, he had been everything I could wish for, the joy he
had brought me couldn't be measured. Now my world was going to go through a
tsunami if I acquiesced over this, but what else could I do? This could be
a monumental failure and traumatise him if it went wrong.

"Oh jeez Bo. This could be a disaster."

"No it won't David. I'm prepared for you to not like it. I'll be sad, but
I'll accept it. I just have to know if we can be lovers."

That was it then. I nodded my assent and he started. Just kisses to the
lips for a little while in between telling me how wonderful it had been
living here and being loved by me, then came a bit of nibbling of my ears
and neck before moving down my body as far as my nipples. It felt funny to
start with having them kissed and then licked before he took them between
his teeth and gnawed on them gently. More sensitive than I realised, I
sprung a boner. He looked up at me and grinned before continuing down my
body. When he got to my sleep shorts he undid the tie and told me to lift
my butt, then I was as naked as him.

"Oh David, that is marvellous."

The marvellous bit came next, for me. He took my rock hard cock in his hand
and stroked it for a minute before leaning in and licking the glans. I
nearly went into orbit, I had never felt anything so sensual in my life. He
sensed it because he moved further down and swabbed my balls with his
tongue before taking them into his mouth. Now I was in trouble, this was
more thrilling than I could have imagined. Why on earth had I never tried
sex before. I wondered if a girl would do this, and in mind answered my own
query, no way. This had to be part of the homosexual sex play game, and I
loved it. He appeared to spend forever playing with my groin. He was
stroking, licking, swallowing my cock and balls, driving me crazy. Behind
my balls and across my perineum to my anus and back, with his tongue, and I
started to orgasm. It was so intense and consumed me to the point that I
didn't realise he had taken it all in his mouth. It was only as I calmed
down that I realised there was no cum on my body.

"Mmm, you taste really good David. I'm going to want to do this every
night."

He slid back up the bed and kissed me. I was reeling in space somewhere,
half with him half in my own world of erotic pleasure. I felt his rock hard
cock digging into me and knew I had to do something with it. I rolled him
onto his back and tried to emulate his actions. I guess I must have
succeeded enough because he blew a load of boy juice all over his torso. I
wasn't ready to eat it yet, if ever.

Practical side came to the fore and before I cuddled him again I used some
tissues to clean him up. I know, a bit clinical and I didn't do that again.

"Satisfied now?"

"Mmm, but only if you are."

I was lost. I wanted him to do that to me again, right now, so there was no
way I was going to reject him.

"That was amazing Bo. Are you sure you haven't been practising on your
school friends?"

He looked shocked until he saw me grinning.

He shook his head and whispered to me.

"No David, I've been saving it just for you."

I pulled him in close to me and then switched off the light.

"That was incredible little one. I loved it, but now let's sleep. I need to
think about this."

That wasn't the way I should have left it. Bo lay awake worrying about it
for ages and looked quite jaded the next morning at breakfast. He
pussyfooted around me, not being his usual talkative self. I didn't help, I
was still confused about what I should do. I wanted more of what we had
done, but I felt it was wrong.  Bo had obviously worked himself into a bit
of a state during the day because when I got home he had obviously been
crying and he was dressed ready to go out. Timmy was by his side, so close
that I thought they were joined. Something was definitely major
wrong. Before I could say anything he stood in front of me and spoke.

"I'm sorry David, I shouldn't have done that last night. I know I've
disappointed you. Timmy and I are all ready to go. I won't stay and
embarrass you anymore."

My first reaction was to laugh, I didn't quite, because I realised he had
tormented himself thinking I was unhappy with what we had done. Instead I
lifted him off the ground and kissed him so hard he didn't know what had
hit him.

"Are you kidding? I thought that what you did to me last night was the most
incredibly thrilling , erotic and sensual thing that has ever happened to
me. I was so stunned, it has taken me all day to analyse my feelings and
decide what to do about it."

His turn to look stunned.

"I want you to be my lover and my son. We'll work out the mechanics of it
as we go along. I love you so much Bo, I don't think you'll ever disappoint
me, and you certainly didn't embarrass me.

A huge amount of tears followed that as I carried him to an armchair and
sat cuddling him while he calmed down. Timmy was obviously totally bemused
and sat with his head resting on my knee looking up at me while I cuddled
his master.

I guess it was about fifteen minutes later, Bo raised his tear stained eyes
to mine and in a very soft voice said, "Does that mean we can do it again
sometime?"

Then I laughed.

"Yes my little love bug, we can do it again."

A treat was needed to finish this day off so I took my boy and our dog out
to dinner. No restaurant would let us bring Timmy inside, but there was a
halfway decent cafe/restaurant in the park. The evening was warm enough to
sit outside on the terrace, so we went there. All three of us.

Ok, you can scream paedophile as long and as loud as you like, I don't
care. I had never been so happy or felt so complete in my life as I did
that night. The same applied to Bo, he appeared to grow a foot taller after
we became lovers, he oozed self confidence, and Timmy, well he never
appeared to stop wagging his tail.

The practical side of our lives was fun for a little while as we revamped
Bo's bedroom because it wasn't going to get any use now. Well our lives
were always fun, but this was a major house project. We converted the
bedroom into a study library, with scant consideration for sleeping. We
kept a bunk bed in there which we covered and spread with cushions so that
it was more a lounger than anything. That was a decoy so to speak for when
Bo had friends round. It was so useful for both of us. I had been promoted
and frequently needed a study to work in the evenings, and Bo of course
always had school assignments. We would often work alongside each other on
our laptops and that made life difficult, neither of us could concentrate
being in such close proximity to each other. Loads of laughs and giggles
and not enough work usually. We both appeared to manage though, him turning
in good assignments and me producing well formed reports.

Happiness had more spin offs than I had ever imagined.

We had progressed our love making in gentle stages, I would happily take
his love juice now, 69ing became our regular method of orgasming but it was
a long time before we went the whole nine yards. Bo had wanted me to
penetrate him for ages and I had held off. I was quite large and he was
still relatively small. The thought of sticking my penis in his little
bottom was not something I took to lightly.  I knew that I could do it, but
that was still a long way from the actual act. Bo worried me about it. He
wanted me to fuck him, as he put it, to consummate our relationship. I
didn't feel the need, I would love him forever and that was all that
counted for me.

Bo's sixteenth birthday approached and like a fool I fell into the
trap. `What would you like for your birthday present?'

No prizes for guessing the answer.

"Please David, make complete love to me. I want to feel you inside me, I
want to know that if I were a girl I could have your babies."

So, I did.

The first part of the lovemaking followed our usual pattern. I started with
his lips and moved slowly down to his nipples, taking my usual pleasure
there by nibbling them and making him squeal with pleasure. On down then to
his cock and balls. He was a little chap for his age but there was nothing
little about the object between his legs. It was a very adequate uncut six
incher. Over time I had learned to deep throat him, something else that I
knew he loved. I almost wore my tongue out on his balls and perineum. To me
all of his body was exquisite, but his groin and perineum were special in
my love making. I loved pushing his legs well back and wide so that I could
lick his perineum and balls with my tongue flat against his skin. Now
though I added his anus. I was almost overloading myself and I hadn't
really started.

I spent an age on his bottom. I had never done any serious rimming with
him, or fingering him, but this night I did. I turned him on to his tummy
with two pillows under his belly so that his butt was lifted about a foot
off the bed and then I spread his legs wide. The sight was enough to make
my eyes water. His little pink puckered hole was completely exposed in the
valley between his cheeks. I just sat on my haunches stroking the cheeks
for ages while I drank in the beauty of him. Eventually I slicked up a
finger and just gently worried the anus. He wriggled around like a little
eel amusing me no end.

"Oh jeez, David, that feels incredible, it's so sensitive to your touch."

I leant forward then and used my tongue instead of a finger and he squealed
with pleasure. I spread his cheeks as wide as I could and tried to tongue
fuck him. Not very successful because he was so tight, but he was so turned
on by it that he had his first orgasm. I had pulled his cock back and down
so as he started cumming I was able to catch most of it in my hand. It was
a real gusher and when I was sure he had finished I licked my hand clean
before sliding round to lick his cock head clean as well. Then I returned
to his pinkie alternating tongue and fingers, now though, I was beginning
to open him up. It's almost impossible to tell you how thrilled I was
watching ever increasing numbers of fingers slide into my little lover. He
quite patently loved it. I could see his still rampantly hard cock so I
knew I was doing something right.

When I thought I could do no more I turned him over again onto his back so
that I could watch his eyes as I penetrated him. Loads of lubricant on my
man meat and in his anus, and then, slowly I entered him. A look of
surprise, coupled with a spike of pain before he smiled at me.

"I love you David, I love you so much."

He closed his eyes then and all I had to tell me what he was feeling was
the expression on his face. I knew as I slid further inside him that we
were both in heaven. Neither of us had anything to tell us whether what we
were experiencing was normal, but my guess was that because we both loved
each other so much this would rate one of the wonders of the world for us.

I brought us both to orgasm close together. It was the most tumultuous
experience of my life and years later Bo would still talk about it after we
had made love.

"You always take me off to Paradise, David, but I don't think I have ever
felt so totally consumed by your love as I did that first time."

We went on from that first love in to an almost trauma free life
together. I say almost because the year after Bo graduated college Timmy
died. There were buckets of tears leaving me with a huge dilemma. Do I try
to find him another dog or not? Our whole life together had been as a
threesome. I think Timmy had loved me as much as he did Bo. The three years
Bo was at college it had been mainly Timmy and me. Although I had never let
him sleep with me, we became good friends. He slept in his basket alongside
the bed the same as he had done after Bo and I became lovers, but as soon
as I woke in the mornings, he sensed it and hopped up to give me a good
morning lick. When Bo was home it was almost impossible to separate them.

In the end I found another Heinz 57 pup that looked remarkably like Timmy
and thought I would risk it. The new pup was absolutely adorable and
resulted in another bucket of tears.

"Oh David, he is so cute. He'll never replace Timmy, but I'll still love
him lots."

That was good enough for me and it was obviously good enough for Pup,
because that was the only name he ever had and like Timmy, he was almost
glued to Bo whenever he was in the house.

I've never doubted that a greater power than I could imagine ensured the
happiness of a man and a boy by making me clear my drive that day so many
years ago when I spotted the bedraggled and exhausted duo walking in the
cold.


I have over fifty stories in nifty Prolific Net Authors, if you would like
an index of them, please email me and I'll let you have it. The index has
letters after each story telling you the content.

I try to find pictures that match my idea of what the characters in my
stories look like. I haven't found a David for this story but I have found
a Bo if any of you would like to see him.