Date: Fri, 13 Sep 2002 17:58:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: No Label <zero78245@yahoo.com>
Subject: Donny, Chapter 12

This is a work of fiction and while the activities mentioned in this story
do happen (not as much as I like, sigh), they occurred between the two
characters only in my imagination (damn).  It is also possible that the
subject matter of sexual interaction between an adult and a youth is
against the law where you live so read at your own risk.

Please send comments, critisisms, ideas to the author at
zero78245@yahoo.com.  All comments, suggestions, or just conversation will
be welcomed.

Thank you Alienist for sticking with me through the past couple months.

DONNY
Chapter 12

    Wow.  What a feeling.  Let's try that again.  Mmmmmm.  Oooh, oooh,
oooh.  Shit, Tom is yelling for me to get out of the shower.  But I don't
wanna quit.  It feels sooo good.  Hmm, I wonder if it will fall off after
pulling on it for a few hours?

    I wonder why the guys at school use it as a cut down?  Is Tom right?
Do they do it too?  But who would I ask about it without getting called a
homo?

    Hmmm, maybe Deke.  If I ask him quietly on the bus or something maybe
he won't be too bad.

    Tom's hand on my dick felt real good too.  I hope he does that again,
and next time for longer.

    Boy, this is making my dick harder just thinking about this stuff.
Maybe if I pump real fast...

    Shit, Tom is yelling again, telling me to hurry up.  "Coming."  Or at
least I'm trying to.Like I am in a real big hurry to get to school anyway.
Wonder how it would feel jerking off in the pool?  I wonder if the filters
would handle it?  You know, the cum.  I can just see Tom walking in there
and there is tons of cum floating around on top of the water.  The look on
his face would be priceless.  Hmmmm.  Shit, here comes Tom.  Oh, well, have
to wait.

    "Donny, I know I gave you a lot to think about, but you're late
already.  Now wipe that silly grin off your face and finish getting
dressed.  Move."

    "Yessir.  Right away sir.  Anything you say sir."

    "Knock off that sir crap or I will beat it out of you."

    I could tell Tom was just teasing by the grin on his face.  "Oh yeah?
You and who's army, old man?"

    I easily ducked the slow hand that came toward my head.

    "Old man is it.  Watch it mister, or I will turn you over my knee."

    "Yeah, yeah.  Ready."

    "About time.  My grandmother is faster dressing than you, and she has
been dead for twenty years."

    When I got to the kitchen Tom handed me a sandwich, toast, egg, cheese,
bacon.  Just like McDonald's, almost.

    "Hey Tom."

    "Yeah."

    "Will you bend over a minute?"

    "Huh?"  But he did as I asked.  When he got low enough I grabbed him
around the neck and planted a big wet one on his cheek.

    "Thanks.  I love you."

    Tom got real quiet and wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.
"I love you too, Donny.  Now doesn't this kind of love feel better?"

    "Oh, yeah.  You got that right."

    "Come on.  Let's get you to school, you little monster."

    "Okay.  I'm ready."

    We walked out to the car with Tom's arm around my shoulders.  I wanted
to put my arm around him too, but to do that I would have needed another
one since I had the sandwich in one hand, and my backpack in the other.
But it still felt good.  It has been a long time since I have felt this
good.  Jeez, Tom is sorta like how my Dad was before Mom died, I think.  Or
at least what I would have liked.

    We didn't say much on the way to school.  I guess Tom had a lot to
think about.  I know I did.  Tom just asked me to think about what I wanted
us to do this weekend.  Wow, I get to help plan things.  Never got to do
that at home.

    School was the usual bore.  I guess not too bad, but I wanted to get
home to resume my interupted activity from this morning.

    One thing that did happen though almost got me in big time trouble.  At
lunch I accidently bumped into this guy and he told me to watch where I was
going.  And he called me a jerk off.  Well, you can probably guess what I
was thinking about, so I almost said yeah, I am.  Instead I just smiled and
walked off.  But I watched out of the corner of my eye and the guy was
looking at me kinda weird.

    Finally, the bell ending last period.  I dumped the books I wouldn't
need for homework in my locker and beat feet for the bus.  I wanted to get
Deke in the back so we could have some privacy.  When I found my bus, Deke
was already in the back seat so I just plopped next to him.

    "Hey Deke."

    "Hey yourself.  You still mad at me?  That why you didn't ride the bus
this morning?"

    "Nah.  Just late getting going this morning.  You know how it is.  And
no.  I'm not mad at you.  Just knock off the comments about Tom, will ya?"

    "Okay, okay.  Just so you don't get all tight ass on me again."

    "Deke, I want to ask you something personal."

    "What?  Again?  Still looking for some pussy?"

    "No, it's not that.  Something else.  Ah, Deke, do you, ah, do, ah,
kinda, ah, shit."

    "Come on.  Spit it out.  Don't have all day you know."

    "Yeah, I know.  Er, do you sometimes, well, sorta play with your dick?"

    "Waddya mean?  Oh, you mean, like jerk off?  Nah, I get too much pussy.
Don't need to do that."

    "Come on Deke.  I know better than that.  I never see you with a girl."

    "Hey, hey.  Just cause I don't hang with them at school doesn't mean
they don't come begging in the night for my foot long."

    "You really got a foot long?"

    "Er, yeah, well, almost."

    "Maybe in your dreams."

    "Hey, it's not how big it is, it's what you do with it.  And I always
leave them panting for more."

    "Right.  And that's why they just hang off you all the time, right?"

    "Hey, I get my share."

    "So answer my question.  Do you ever?"

    "Sometimes.  But only when there aren't any women around to sit my
stick."

    "So how much you do it?"

    Deke leaned a little closer and his voice dropped to a whisper.  "If
you tell anyone about this I'll murder you."

    "Don't worry.  Nobody will hear it from me.  Come on, tell me.  How
much?"

    "Shit, my lust is so much that I have to do it every day after school.
Going without pussy that long just makes me crazy."

    "Really, every day?  More than once a day?"

    "Yeah, usually.  When the 'rents aren't home.  So how come all the
questions?  Don't tell me you just discovered it."

    "Ah, yeah."  I could feel my face getting hot.

    "Shit man.  I figured you had been doing it for a while."  His voice
dropped even lower. "Fun, isn't it?"

    I grinned, "Oh, yeah."

    "Shit, my stop.  See ya in the morning."  Deke ran off the bus.

    Hmmm.  So Deke does it too, And every day.  Maybe Tom was right,
everyone does it.  Only thing I can say is, if they don't then they sure
are missing a whole bunch of fun.

    "All right."

    As soon as the bus stopped at Tom's driveway I was off the bus.  The
only thing on my mind was hitting that pool (and checking out my theory
about the pool filter).

    I hit the door of the pool house and started stripping.  I was naked by
the time I hit the surface of the water, but not by much.  My dick felt
hard as iron, until the coolness of the water did its magic.  I swam a
couple of hard laps because it felt so good, then slowed my pace so that I
wouldn't get to tired.

    I started thinking about my dick again and guess what!  It came back
like gang busters.  So I paddled over to the ladder and rested my head on
the first step out of the water.  Then I got down to some serious business.
Ooooh.  Mmmmm.  Damn, that feels so gooood.  Mmmmm.  Come on, Donny.  Slow
it down a bit.  Don't want to finish too soon.  Boy, that just makes me all
soft and warm inside.  Oh, oh, oh.  Ooooooh, shiiiiiit.

    "Feel better now?"

    Shit, ugh. Ptooey, that water tastes like shit.  When I came back up
there was Tom about two steps away from the ladder, trying to look serious.
But not succeeding very well.

    "Shit, Tom.  You scared me.  Where'd you come from?"

    "Well, I assume that since you came straight out here from the bus then
you do not have any homework to do.  Is that correct?"

    "Aw.  I just had to get cooled off after that hot bus ride."

    "Uh huh.  It looked like you were definitely chilling there."  The
struggle Tom was having became a losing battle and the grin turned into a
smirk.

    "Well, I can understand needing to blow off some energy right after
school.  And you need to stay in shape for swimming, so I guess you can
have an hour after school to practice...ah, swimming.  But then into the
house and get your homework done."

    I said the most sacastic thing I could think of at the moment, "Yes,
Dad."

    Tom froze.  Shit, I did it this time.

    "Sorry Tom.  I'll be in as soon as I dry off."  I tried to look as
sorry as I could, and I guess it worked cause Tom seemed to relax a little.

    "Okay.  You have another half hour before your hour is up.  Supper will
be ready at six."

    Tom turned quickly and went through the door into the locker room.

    Shit, I better get out and start on my homework.  Maybe that will make
Tom happy again.  I wonder why he reacted like that?  Actually, that
sounded pretty neat.  And easy to say.  I wonder if maybe he will let me
call him dad someday.

    I walked to the locker room, picking up clothes along the way.  I just
threw them on one of the benches and hit the showers.  Hmm, Tom mentioned
something about soap this morning.  Let's see....Mmmmm.  Yup, Tom was right
again.  That does make my dick slippery.  Still feels good though.  Mmmmm.
Oooh, yeah.  Just close my eyes and feel.  Sorta like watching myself.  I
can feel it, and almost see it.  Ooooh.  Hmmmm.  Got the lather going in
the pubes there.  Yeah, pulling them out a little, like a spike.  Yeeaah.

    Wait a minute.  I don't have hair like that, at least not down there.
So who's dick was that?  Must have been Tom's.  No, it was longer that his.
Seemed like it was at least ten inches.  Seemed to go on forever.  But who?
Hmm.  Maybe if I start again I will see the face.

    Shit, now it doesn't feel as good.  Maybe cause I am not thinking about
my dick, but someone else's.  Crap, guess I'll get dressed and go do my
homework.

    Wonder what's for supper.  Go through the kitchen and find out.

    "Hi.  What's cooking?"  I can't smell anything, damn.

    "Hi back.  Didn't expect you in for another few minutes.  Get a good
work out?"  Whew, Tom's grin is back.

    "Uh, yeah." I grinned back.  "Gotta start on my homework."

    Next thing I knew Tom was calling me to supper.  Turned out we had pork
chops.  That's why I didn't smell anything, Tom wasn't cooking them yet.
Still good though.  After supper got back to the books.  Shit they give a
lot of homework.  Guess I had some to make up though.  Maybe the load will
ease up in a few days.  Tom came by a few times, asking if I needed any
help.  Finally finished about eight thirty and went out to the living room
where Tom was watching a movie.

    "Finally finished.  Hope it slows down soon.  I didn't think it was
that much when they handed it out today."

    "You will soon be back into the swing of things, and blow through it
quicker.  Just let me know if you need help on anything."

    "Sure Tom.  Like you can really help me with math."

    "Hey, it hasn't been that long.  And we had to learn too.  Weren't
allowed to use calculators though."

    "Oh, so you used an abacus?"

    "Nope, hadn't been invented yet.  Had to use our fingers and toes.
Funny, never got much past twenty-one."

    Huh?  Okay, ten fingers, ten toes.  So where does he get the one?...Oh.

    "Real funny, Tom.  But what about the girls?"

    "We considered them handicapped in math, so they didn't get the harder
problems."

    "Oh."  Is he really shitting me?

    Tom busted out laughing.  Must be old folks humor.  Then it hit me,
didn't get the harder problems.  Hey, that is pretty funny.

    I sat down with giggling Tom in his chair and finished watching the
movie.  Must have been more tired than I thought, cause he poked me in the
ribs.  "Wake up sleepy head.  Time to go to bed and get some sleep."  And
more giggles.  Sometimes I wonder about him.


TBC...

Sorry about the long delay, but the computer monster reared its ugly head
and my hard drive crashed.  And you guessed it, I didn't have this chapter
backed up yet so I had to start all over again.  Needless to say, I will
endeavor to not let that happen again.