Date: Mon, 15 Nov 2004 14:10:20 -0800
From: Bob Hook <bobhook10@hotmail.com>
Subject: Condo Kid (Part 17)

Eric and I lay on the bed, cuddling, and touching, intermixed with sweet
kisses. We talked softly, about the new experience we had just shared. As he
expressed his pleasure in the anal play, and the use of the lube,( this amid
much giggling, at his discovery, that the slippery stuff felt darned good at
either end,) I came to realize that Eric apparently possessed a higher than
average anal pleasure zone,  and that my digital massage of his prostate had
induced an orgasm which he described as "Freeking Awesome!" reflecting on
the copious emission of his sweet nectar that had generously painted my
face, I could  hardly disagree! He further intimated, in a soft voice, that
he had, at times, included touching himself there, during his masturbation
session, though never actually attempting penatration.

As we chatted, he had been stroking my cock in his warm, small hand, and it
was beginning to show signs of life. I looked over at the bedside clock, and
sighed. "Getting pretty late, Baby." I told him, and reluctantly removed his
hand from my tumescent member. "We need to get you showered, and home,
before your Mom gets there." He looked at me, and smiled, saying softly,
"OK, Rob....I wish I didn't even have to go home, tonight, but I know your
right!"

Naked, we went into the master bath, and I tweaked the nozzles, and got the
water spray adjusted. Stepping back from the glass enclosure, I lightly
slapped one, firm butt cheek, and said, "In you go, Little Dude!" Eric
giggled, and stepped into the spray, with yours truly close behind. We
turned and doused our bodies under the warm water, then I took the soap bar
in hand, and began slowly lathering up his smooth chest, teasing his puffy
nipples into stiffness, then moving lower, to suds up his flat, and cummy,
tummy. Ah, the recuperative powers of a 14 year old.....his sweet cock began
to respond, and quickly inflated to it's full hardness, extending proudly at
about 70 degrees from his groin!

Adding more lather to my hands, I grasped that stiff nail, and slid my
slick, soapy hand up and down it's length, my free hand reaching down to cup
his grape sized nuggets,and roll and tug, them gently. Eric groaned, and
leaned his back against the glass wall, his knees bending slightly, and his
trim legs parting. His hips began to thrust against my hand, and, through
clenched teeth, he uttered, "Feels soooo good!!" And his head rolled,
slowly, against the wet glass.

"OH, baby!!" I said softly, "You still got more??" His head nodded the
affirmative, rapidly, and he thrust his tight butt, literally fucking my
soapy fist, as he humped it. Sensing his urgency, I increased both speed,
and pressure, with my strokes of his shaft, and rolled his nuts around,
inside their tight sack. In about ninety seconds, certainly no more, his
humping strengthened in intensity, and he grunted, low in his chest,
"Uhhhhhg....Ungggg...Ahhhhhh....", and yet another, sweet load of boyseed
jetted, in several, rapid, eruptions, and splattered my own cock, and
dribbled down my thighs.

He was shaking, and sucking air, in small gasps, and I wrapped my arms
around him, holding him tightly, as he calmed down. My lips against his wet
hair, I chuckled, telling him, "God......how I love you....you are just,
soooo, Perfect!!" He giggled between pants of breath, and said softly, "I
love you, too......you always make me feel soooo good!!"

I stepped back from the wet, shining, glowing, naked boy then, being even
more mindful of the time, and told him, "Nothing I'd like more than holding
you all night, sweet stuff, but...we need to get you home...Don't want to
push any more of Mom's buttons!!" We finished up the shower, dried, and
dressed. (:() Pausing at the still shut front door, I took Eric in my arms,
hugging him close, as his arms wrapped around my neck. Looking into those
endless, dark pools, I said, seriously, "I'll get it all right, with your
Mom, Baby....I need to find out what's on her mind....and....then, ....a way
to make it right!" he gazed up at me, and nodded slowly, then leaned into
me, and pressed those full, silky lips on mine, his small tongue entering my
mouth, as I lovingly sucked gently on it, and kissed him back.

We walked silently across the patio compound, and, at his front door, we
exchanged another quick hug, and kiss. "I'll call your mom, and arrange to
talk to her, first thing in the morning." He nodded again, then slipped
inside the door, and turned, to give me that mega watt grin. "Night, Rob."
He said softly, "Thanks for the killer dinner, and......the dessert, too!"
And he closed the door, and was gone!

Returning home, I stripped the well destroyed bed, and remade it, then
climbed in, and was quickly asleep! I slept soundly, and awakened about 7:00
am. I did my morning thing, and consumed some juice, then coffee, and a
light breakfast. About 9:00 am, I walked out on the balcony, and looked
across to Eric and Susan's condo unit, and saw the front room drapes were
open. Looking down, to Eric's bedroom window, and there stood the little
imp, wildly swinging his arms to get my attention. I waved a half wave, not
wanting to attract undue attention, to me, or to him. His head did a quick
glance around the area, then, he quickly pulled back the drape, exposing his
fully naked body at the window, his flaccid cock swinging back and forth as
he humped his small hips, grinning lewdly at me!! I cracked up, and shook my
head, then turned, to beat a hasty retreat inside!

Once inside, I laughed out loud at my boys foolish antic, then picked up the
phone, and dialed Susan's number. She answered promptly, and we exchanged
the usual pleasantries. "Susan," I began, "I was hoping you might have some
free time, today, or soon, when you and I might talk.....I'd love to take
you to lunch, if your free....?" There was a long pause, then,
"yes....actually...I suppose that our having a talk would be a good thing!"
she answered, "and...yes....lunch would be nice.....I'll arrange something
for Eric to do, and we could meet...at...say....11:30?"  We agreed on a
lunch spot downtown, since Susan had additional errands in the area, and
said goodbye. I began giving deep thought to what to say, and how to handle
whatever issue, and/or concerns she was going to introduce.

I had arrived a bit early, and was seated at a fairly private table, when
Susan arrived. She sat, and ordered an iced tea, and exchanged hellos. We
chatted, and waited for the waiter to take our lunch orders, then got
serious. "I suppose that Eric has told you...what I said." She began.
"Actually, yes, he did tell me Susan, and I'm more than curious as to why
you feel that way." I replied, then waited. She studied her fingernails a
bit, then looked at me, saying, "Well, Rob....pretty much like I told
Eric...I feel that he has been capitalizing too much of your time, and
attention, and taking advantage of your good nature, and kindness!" I
paused, and let that settle, then answered, "First of all, Susan, if that
were, in fact, the case, I would have initiated this conversation with you,
and asked you to speak to Eric about it." I let that sink in, the continued,
" Second, I have remarked, repeatedly, to you, how I enjoy Eric's company,
and his help, in showing me around the area, etc." I said, "As I have also
told you, he's a great kid, and shows skills, and maturity beyond his years.
The short version from my side is, I like him, and I like spending my time
with him!"

I stopped, and let her decide the next move. She looked at my eyes, for a
minute, then gazed around the restaurant, as the server placed our food in
front of us, then departed. She remained silent, as she pushed at her salad
with a fork. Finally, she met my eyes again, and said softly, "Can I ask you
a kind of personal question, Rob?" Holding her gaze, and feeling my heart
sink in my chest, and answered, "Yes....anything, Susan...Eric's friendship
is important to me, and I want you, his Mom, to feel comfortable about it,
too."

She hedged, swallowed, then lifted her eyes to mine, saying very softly,
"OK....oh...just...well....oh hell....are you gay, Rob?" She got out,
finally. There it was...the million dollar question, and, the moment of
truth!! I met her gaze, steadily, and answered, " I'm not sure I'd use that
term, exclusively, to describe my sexual preferences, but, the truth is, I
definitely lean toward males, and in particular, young males." She sat back,
and chewed that a while, as my heart pounded in my chest. She nodded her
head, slightly, then looked at me again, and asked, "Has Eric expressed
himself....that way...to you?" I gave it some thought, then, replied, "Some,
Susan, yes....he is a healthy, teenaged, boy, and has no real male role
model in his life, at least, until I came along, so yes, he has expressed
normal boy curiosity, and I have tried to answer his questions, in ways he
can deal with."

She nodded her head some more, and blurted, under her breath, "It
figures.....it's in his gene pool, after all..." I perked up then, and said,
"Excuse me.....?" She met my gaze again, and replied softly, "His gene
pool....his Dad, my ex,....well....let's just say that our brief marriage
was his attempt at going "normal"....and...Eric is the one good thing that
resulted from that particular social experiment!" I swallowed that pearl,
then said, "You're saying....Eric's father is a gay man...?" She paused,
then nodded...."Yes...that's what I mean about his gene pool....assuming all
the studies on the subject are correct....that gay people are born....not
made....then....he has the gene possibility!

After a moment, I asked her quietly, "If Eric, in fact, turns out as gay,
how will you feel about that, Susan?" Without hesitation, she replied,
"Oh...that's not all that big a thing, to me, I just want him happy, and
safe, in whatever life he chooses for himself....I want him to be my
son...always...and I want him to be open...and fully honest....with
me..that's what matters to me!!" I smiled at her, and reached out, to take
her hand. "What a terrific Mom you are!!" I grinned at her. She shyly smiled
back, saying, "Well....I hope so...I just want happiness for him, above all
else!"

"Ok, Susan," I began, "I, too, want to be honest with you....I admit I am
highly attracted to Eric....all of him..not just in a purely sexual
way...and... I want to be his true friend...in any capacity that HE
wishes...I share the same desires for his future that you do....I am fully
aware of his youth...and I promised him...and now..you...that his well being
is my only interest...and I will never...never...do anything to hurt him..or
allow him to be hurt by others!!"

She listened...then gave my hand a squeeze. She let go, and took a long
drink from her tea glass, then looked at me, and said softly, "I believe
that, Rob....really...and while the idea of my young son becoming sexually
active...period.....much less...with a grown man...a part of me also
believes....maybe...that's actually better....than  some street kid....or
some pervert from a park, somewhere....!"  She went on, "I mean...let's face
it...it WILL happen....and...I'd rather know...for sure....that he's
safe....and... learning the...uh...important...parts of
sexuality....and...that he's with someone...who cares....and.. will look out
for him...!"  She sighed, deeply, and then said, "Much as I....his
mother...might want him to marry, and have kids....he is who he is...I
learned that from his Dad...and he NEEDS to be....who he is!!"

I waited, while she composed herself, then asked, "So...where does this
leave us, then, Susan.....I want to continue seeing....and... spending time
with Eric....whenever he wants....but...I am prepared to respect your
wished, fully."  She stared at me a full minute, then sat forward, and,
gripping my hand again, she turned watery eyes to meet mine, and said
softly, "Be good   to him, rob.....always be good to him!!" I nodded, and
used my napkin, to wipe my damp eyes, as I smiled at her.

Both of us feeling deep relief, we attacked our previously ignored lunch. As
we ate, susan elaborated a few suspicions she had been harboring, regarding
young Eric, and myself, and our growing relationship. "I just knew....that
night you came for dinner...that I had barely missed some little joke
between you two...a mother knows these things...what was it?" I blushed, and
chuckled, then told her, "the little scamp flashed me, when you were in the
kitchen....and...you were, like, "this" close....to catching him!! She
giggled sweetly, and I knew, then, where my boy got that......and said, "No
way!" I laughed more, and responded, "Yes....Way!!" She laughed, then added,
"Oh....and....you went to that.... NUDE BEACH, too....didn't you!!" She
demanded. I held up my hands in surrender, saying, "Guilty!!.....but.....how
did you know??" She laughed some more, then said, " I saw his naked
butt...when he came out of the shower, and was going down the
hall....and...it was SUNBURNED....a little!!" I rolled my eyes, and said
meekly...."Mothers!!" And she cracked up, nodding!

The lunch banter went back and forth, between amusing moments, and a few, on
a more serious level, but all things considered, it ended well, very well!
In parting, Susan informed me that she had dropped Eric off at a school
bud's house for the afternoon, and that she was to retrieve him around 4:30,
or 5:00 pm. Greatly relieved at the outcome of the discussion, I was, never
the less, brought down a little, by the news that I could not immediately go
and share the great news with Eric. Well, one sometimes needs to accept the
not so good, along with the good! I boarded the Mustang, and headed out,
thinking I'd hit one of the Malls' and do some shopping.

I parked the car, and went through the entrance to the massive Mall complex.
The place was huge, two story, and maybe about a mile, end to end! I had
entered near Macy's, so I wandered in there, and to the men's department,
browsing the various racks, and tables. Seeing nothing of great interest, I
walked back out on the concourse, and strolled along, looking in windows of
every imaginable store type. At the far end of the Mall, I bought a coffee,
and sat, on one of several benches, and sipped it, and people watched.

Hmmmm...I thought...I should get out more often!! The place was a veritable
candy store of teen kids, lounging I groups, and grab-assing around, as
teens do. Across from me, maybe forty or so feet away, was one of those
music stores that tailored their wares to cater to the teen crowd. No frank
Sinatra to be found here, mostly names I couldn't, or wouldn't pronounce! I
wandered over there, mostly drawn my a boy I had spotted inside, standing at
one of those headset stations, where customers can preview CD's, before
buying. He looked maybe 13, 14 tops, was small in stature, maybe 5' 5" or
so, and, I'd guess 120 or so, tops. Dark, close cut hair, with those blond
strings dyed into it, and a very cute, boyish, face. He was dressed in those
awful, baggy shorts, and a tee shirt with some picture on the front, and
sandals, with ankle socks. His legs were smooth, showing no signs of
developing hair, and his arms were slender, with the glow of light fuzz on
the forearms. His cute face was tilted to the side, and nodded, in time with
whatever he had going inside the headset he wore, and his butt, which was
hard to discern in the baggies, was flexing, also in time to the
music/noise.

I walked up to a rack in front of his position, and feigned looking at
labels. He looked at me when I approached, and smiled. Returning his smile,
with one of my own, I gave him a brief wink, and his cheeks blushed up.
After a few minutes, he seemed to have finished his CD, and he removed the
headset, placing it on its rack. He looked at me again, and flashed that
sweet smile, then turned, and exited the store, heading across the
concourse. I was not far behind, my gaydar pinging loudly in my head.

Now, all of you purist's, out there, do NOT get excited!! I SAID  I was
shopping, not BUYING!! This kid was cute as hell, and my instincts told me
it was my time to tag along a while, and so I did. He walked along, traded
"Hey's" with a few friends, and gazing in a window, every so often.
Eventually, he climbed the stairs at the end of the mall. Alighting on the
second deck, ol'  Rob, close behind.

He approached a bench, and stopped. He lifted a foot, and placed it on the
bench, seemingly adjusting a strap on the sandals. This gesture had the
effect of pulling the baggies tightly across his boy butt, and it assumed a
nice, pumpkin, shape. Naaa....he didn't really wiggle it, just a touch, did
he....?? He stood again, and turning to face my direction, he pulled up on
the baggies, and wiggled, affording me just a glimpse of nicely proportioned
bulge, at his crotch, then released the hem. He met my gaze, and smiled,
reurned my earlier wink, and gave the slightest jerk of his head, sort of
like "come on", then turned, and continued walking to the back part of the
Mall.



Feeling a slight tingle in my balls, I followed, a short distance behind,
and cursing the duffas that started the whole damn baggy thing!! He rounded
a corner, and when I got there, I saw a short hallway leading to a door that
he had just gone through. Arriving at the door, I noted the subtle sign
affixed there, "Men", and pushed through. He was at the sinks, checking out
his hair in a mirror. I  glanced around, and under, the 3 stalls, seeing no
indications of additional human life. I looked toward the urinals along the
side wall, and noticed the absence of modesty panels between them. I walked
to the center one, and fumbled around with my fly.

In a flash, the little hottie was standing at the urinal, to my left, no
more than two feet away, maybe less. He reached up to his waist, and fumbled
with his  belt, button, and zipper, then got it all unhooked, and spread the
whole front of his shorts open, and down! I looked over, and down, as his
shorts, and boxers slipped down his firm, smooth, thighs, exposing fully a
nice, thin, boy cock, maybe four inches long, and clearly growing. His shaft
was smooth, his groin showed maybe 10 scraggly pubic hairs, and he was
nicely cut. His balls were visible as a tight, hairless, bag, squeezed
between his thighs at the junction of his legs, and dropped, just a little,
as he opened his legs wider.

My eyes fixed on his protruding nail, now pretty much fully erect, and I
said quietly, "Sweeeet!" he looked over at me, and grinned, then, wrapped a
small hand around his cock, and stroked it, back and forth. I started to
turn toward him, but he stopped, and said, sternly, "NO....just
watch...thas' it!!" I froze, and nodded, my attention going back to his
hand, as he jacked that sweet teen meat, picking up a nice rhythm.

My ears were cocked for any sign of newcomers, but nothing was evident, as I
continued to watch the jacking boy, is face was flushed now, and is eyes
were close, lost in whatever fantasy he had going, as he worked the smooth
skin up and down his pulsing cock faster. It wasn't long, and he grunted a
few noises, and, flexing his boy butt, he thrust his shaft into his stroking
  hand, and with a screech, his load exploded, pulsing, in three or four
strings of cumm, and splattered into the urinal before him!

He exhaled deeply, and milked his cock, wringing out any left over dribbles,
and turned his sweet face to smile at me. I grinned, and brought my hands
together, giving him a quiet round of applause. He giggled, and shook his
now soft cock a time or two, then faced me, and put it all back together. As
I stood there, feeling my own cock throbbing in my shorts, he walked to the
sink, rinsed his hands, and winked at me once more. "See you around...." He
said, and left!

I gulped, then got it together, sudden thoughts of security cameras, etc
flooding my mind! I exited the Men's room, and walked downstairs, through
the Mall, and outside, to the faithful 'Stang, and drove home! This Mall was
fairly close to home, and, as I motored along, grinning at the boys
boldness, I decided that I would definitely, be back!!

(More to Cumm)

Ok...tied up a few loose ends, and followed a different drumbeat, just for
shits and giggles....a little variety is good....and...what the hell...I did
just LOOK!! Lol...comment, if the spirit so moves
you....bobhook10@hotmail.com