Date: Mon, 6 Sep 1999 09:27:19 EDT
From: Hidden12@aol.com
Subject: Eric Ch 10 (M/t)

This is an ongoing fantasy story.  I provided the Nifty Archive and A.S.S.G.M
with a copy for public nonprofit release; please no other distribution.

Sorry for the delay in getting this next installment out.  This one happens
to be a favorite of mine.  I am always interested in your reactions, good or
bad, and any suggestions you might have.

Practice safe sex, live to enjoy life.


Chapter 10.

(At home)


'Rank hath its privilege' or at least that's what I told myself as I took an
early afternoon off.  Really, I was just tired and distracted.  All this
meant I would be at work again on Saturday, but for now all I wanted to do
was get out of the office.  Traffic wasn't bad at this early time in the
afternoon, so I got home quickly and parked the truck in the garage.  I sat
there for a moment once the closing garage door had blocked out the sunlight,
now bathed in the yellowish glow of the bulb mounted on the opener listening
to the cooling creaks of the exhaust pipe.  I still hadn't figured out what
to do for Eric's 16th birthday.  Sure, I knew part of it; I would get him a
car, even a nice one, but not so fancy or sporty he'd get stupid with it.  I
snorted to think that. Hell, the kid now had earned enough money as a working
member of Triton Industries to buy a Benz if he wanted.  Looking over at the
empty spot in the 3-car garage, I thought a late model Mercedes roadster
might look quite nice there, especially in gunmetal grey or green.  Hmmm,
with that thought I climbed out of the Tahoe and went inside.


After pouring myself a glass of lemonade from the fridge, I walked through
the great room of the house, my feet first loud on the maple flooring, and
then quiet on the Persian rug I'd brought back from Oman a while ago.  From
the balcony upstairs, I stopped to enjoy my drink as I took off my tie and
stared out the massive windows framing the far wall; outside our yard quickly
dissolving into the wild folds of maple and oak trees.


Inside my bedroom, I had just stripped down to my shorts when I felt the thud
of the sliding glass door slam home and the voices of two young men: Eric and
his friend Mike.  Looking out the window down onto the pool deck, I was
pleasantly surprised to see them both frantically tugging off what little
summer time clothes they were wearing: clearly they were going swimming.  A
shoe flew about 5 feet before being joined by another sneaker of a different
color, a T-shirt landed on the chaise lounge, and a pair of bikini bottoms
just missed the table as two splashes followed the boys in the water.


Watching from the edge of the window, I watched in fascination as the two
teenage boys swam and horsed around below me in the crystalline clear waters
of the pool- naked.  Mike was a good-looking young man too; slightly bigger
than Eric, taller and broader.  Brown hair, cut a little long, capped his
head; long arms and strong legs carried his body.  Eric told me he was on the
baseball team also but, unlike Eric, liked football.  Every now and then I
would catch a fleeting glimpse, distorted by the roiling water, of the dark
patch of Mike's pubic patch.  I knew nestled within would be his teen cock.
I started to wonder what it looked like, what had Eric done with Mike, and
even, would I be witness to some boysex?


Gradually the play calmed down until they both sat on the side of the pool,
legs in the water talking.  I slid the window open gently hoping to hear
their conversation.  I could in fact barely hear them although one or the
other would fade out if the breeze blew rustling the trees about me.  I
caught bits of conversation ranging from sports, to TV, to the upcoming
school year, and then to some car.  But it wasn't until Mike put his hand on
Eric's bare thigh did my interest, and my cock, rise.  Even as I watched
Mike's hand slowly stroke the smoothness of my boy's leg, I saw Eric's now
tanned cock grow from his hairless crotch.

"Dude, that looks really wild on you.  How does it feel?" asked Mike staring
intently at the growing penis between Eric's now parted legs.


"What looks wild? Dude, I'm not wearing anything!"


"Your pubes, you don't have any.  That's gotta feel weird."


"It's cool; it makes me feel so horny to be so smooth.  I like it.  You gotta
keep it that way or the bristle will drive you nuts. You oughta try it.
Dude, you gotta try this; it's great!"  Eric said running his hands over his
now erect cock and smooth balls.  Half a second later, Mike's hand joined in,
fingers caressing the pubic mound above Eric's twitching dick.


"I feel stubble. How often you gotta shave it off?"


"I do it about once a week to keep it the way I like it. You wanna watch
while I do it?"


"You mean here?  Now?"


"No, Dummy, I meant next week in church!"  Eric pushed Mike back in the pool
as he stood up.  "Yes, I mean now!  Lemme get some things."  Full view of
Eric's tanned strong teen body, hairless from toe to nose, presented itself
in a flash before he disappeared inside, undoubtedly to get his razor from
the bathroom.  Mike swam back out to the center of the pool where he tread
water on his back, occasionally pulling on his dick; clearly he was aroused
at the idea.


As soon as Eric reappeared with a rolled up towel under an arm, Mike swam
back to the edge of the pool where Eric sat again, legs spread exposing his
cock and balls.  Eric unrolled the red towel next to him laying out a razor,
a can of menthol shave cream, some lotion, and a small trimmer.  In a flash,
Eric had himself lathered up and was drawing the razor across his mound and
base of his cock, I knew for a fact that he hadn't a hair growing on his
balls yet. I had to smile to myself, my boy shaving with such practice; not a
small feat considering he didn't have even the faintest trace of a beard yet.


"Damn, Eric, I thought you were gonna cut your dick off doing that!"  Mike
said as Eric wet the edge of his towel in the pool water to wipe the white
residue off.


"No way.  I've done this enough, I don't even nick myself," Eric replied
lightly dancing his fingers across his handiwork; "That's better, no
stubble... wanna feel there, stud?"


"Man, you know if I do, I won't wanna let go!" Mike said even as he reached
out.


"So...  you ready for me to do you?  It'd be cool, both of us like this. Then
I won't be spitting out hairs either!"  Eric looked at him sideways, waiting
for a response.  Silence followed as one of Mike's hands wandered over the
smoothness of his friend, his other hand slowly playing with a growing cock.
I didn't hear an answer, but I could see it on Eric's face as he suddenly
broke out in a grin and patted the wall next to where he sat.


"Step right up, gentlemen, and I'll have you whipped into shape in no time!"
Eric cried like a circus ringleader slipping into the water between Mike's
legs.  "I remind you that under no circumstances do we accept responsibility
for anything, and ask you to leave with all appendages we might slice off."


"You better not, dufus, or I'll slice off your head!"


I watched Mike shift uneasily as Eric dragged the towel closer to his
immediate reach.  Eric ran his hands through the bushy brown pubic hair
before him, pulling it out like a comb.  Unheard words passed between them,
until I saw Mike nod his head yes.  Eric picked up the small beard trimmer
and began to cut the hairs from his friend's crotch starting at the top,
working his way down in steady strips until Mike's turgid cock lay in his
hand to trim what little fur grew along his rod.  As turned on as I was by
the sight of these two boys, I was amused to note my reaction to seeing the
hairs rain down into the pool: irritated that they would be caught in the
filter.  Silently laughing, I dismissed the concern and refocused my
attention to Eric applying a thick coat of shaving cream to Mike's
increasingly hairless crotch.


Moments later, I saw a new bare beauty on the side of the pool; Mike's erect
penis bobbed before him, framed by the whiteness of his waist.  Eric
carefully rinsed off the razor in the pool and wrapped the odd items up in
the towel before setting them aside.


"Well? What do you think of that?" Eric asked as he pulled down on the tip of
Mike's prick, letting it go to spring back with a smack against his friend's
now bare belly.


"God, Eric.  Right now I'm just so horny!  I could fuck a water fountain!"
Mike's fingertips traced his new smoothness lightly even as Eric slipped back
into the pool and moved between his legs.  I could see only the back of
Eric's head as he bent to take his friend's hardness into his mouth.  I
watched his head bob up and down, occasionally twisting side to side before I
saw his face look up into that of his friends.


"Hmmm...  You taste good!  You still gonna fuck that water fountain?"
Mike leaned over to kiss Eric; I could see tongues fluttering between the
boys before he broke off to reply, "No, you will do just fine."


In a flash of sheeting water, Eric hoisted himself from the pool, pausing
only to shake the water dripping from a hand on Mike.  Eric lay back on a
long chaise lounge, slouched low with his head barely elevated on the
backrest, legs drawn up and feet apart.


"I thought you'd never ask! There is a condom and some lube in the towel,"
Eric said simply as he slowly stroked his erect cock while the other hand
absently fingered his ass.  I couldn't hear anything if Mike replied; I
watched him stand up, fish the items from the towel and approach my boy as he
lay there with his legs open, inviting what I knew would follow.  After a
quick kiss, Eric prepared his friends cock to fuck him; first lubing up
Mike's cock head, then rolling on the condom, and then applying some more
lube to the latex encased prick in front of him.  After another quick kiss,
Mike knelt between Eric's legs and began to finger him.  After only a few
minutes I watched the two boys merge into one as Mike patiently slid his
erectness into Eric's hole.  Even from the distance of the window I could see
the set of Mike's jaw.  Every time Mike would push more of his dick into my
boy, Eric's toes would clench and release even as his ankles ringed his young
lover's neck.


Short on foreplay, I knew this fuck would be a fast one too; quickly Mike got
into his role until the muscles of his back rippled in a quickly repeating
pattern as he thrust in and out of the hot ass I knew so well.  I couldn't
see much of Eric except his calves and feet as they were thrust over his head
by Mike's shoulders.  It wasn't long before I saw a hand release the lounge
to reach between the heaving bodies.  I smiled to see that elbow jerk back
and forth as Eric jacked his cock while Mike impaled his 15-year old boy hole.


"Oh gawd I'm cumming, Ungh!  Eric!"  Mike's face contorted in ecstasy as he
continued to slam into my boy's ass.  Quickly his movements went rigid as he
shot his load.  Still watching from the window, I could see Mike's body relax
as the boys entered a tight embrace, his soft cock still inside my boy's rosy
hole.  They were tonguing deeply, a post fuck activity I enjoyed greatly with
Eric.  I knew Eric's cum would be bonding them together chest to chest; I
smiled to myself, waiting for them to both jump in the pool to clean up.


Mike rolled over face flush with sexual release, slipped off the full condom
from his now flaccid teen cock, to say "Damn Eric, you're fine!"


Eric laughed, his feet now on the ground, knees bent, a hand idly caressing
his cum slick belly before moving to caress Mike's bare sex mound.  I could
see the glint of lube on his ass cheeks. "Hmmm I'm glad you liked it; I know
I did."  Eric sat up facing his friend, his hand becoming more active on
Mike's teen cock.  I was amazed to see it begin to respond, becoming hard
again with the vigor of teen vitality.  I could only watch the muscles of
Eric's back ripple in the sun's warmth as he bent over to take his friends
cum slick cock into his mouth... and throat I'm sure.


I sat back in the chair, eyes closed reliving the heat of watching Mike fuck
my son, both of their bodies bare and gleaming.  Even as I jacked on my cock,
I could hear Mike egging Eric on with his moans and comments of lust from the
pool deck.  I was again greeted by the unmistakable sounds of orgasm just as
I too shot my load onto the carpet.  Quickly sounds of two young bodies
plunging into the pool followed by raucous horseplay filled my room.


After taking a quick shower and changing into a pair of my favorite tan
canvas shorts and a loose maroon shirt, I went downstairs to meet the boys.


"Hi guys...having a good afternoon?" I asked walking into the kitchen.  Mike
turned a bright red color and tried to hide his nakedness behind the low wall
separating the kitchen from the family room.  Eric was calm and cool as ever
as I walked up behind him.


"Oh, hey, Hi.  How long have you been home?" he asked turning quickly to
glance at me before returning his attention to the sandwiches he was making.


"Oh, not long."  I played off that I'd seen and enjoyed their afternoon
escapade.  Walking up behind Eric, I glanced over his shoulder at the roast
beef sandwiches he was adding horseradish to.  My hand gently caressed his
bare ass before my middle finger settled on his crack and worked its way
against his still slick and fuck puckered hole.   Eric turned and smiled at
me as I slipped the tip of my finger into his hot body.


"I like your handi-work... can I try? I asked.  Mike almost choked on the
soda he was drinking; I grinned at him and laughed, but then reached out to
snag one of the sandwiches.  Taking a bite I said, "Mmmm, Tastes good!  You
guys interested in an afternoon sail?  Once we're off shore, you can even
work on your tans!"


We did in fact enjoy an afternoon and evening of sailing, although it was
late in the afternoon before we got offshore any distance and, therefore, a
bust on the tanning.  Returning after dark we were presented with the
electric magnificence of the city's lights twinkling across the water.  On
the way home Eric asked if Mike could spend the night.  Quickly we were back
near home and dropping off Mike at his house to pick up some things.  Sitting
in the darkness waiting, I thought to myself that he wouldn't need anything
besides his birthday suit and a toothbrush at our house.

Quiet filled the truck as Eric and I sat there waiting until he spoke up;
"How much did you see this afternoon?"


"All of it I guess."  I could feel him shift uncomfortably in the seat beside
me.  A pause followed.


"Umm.  Are you mad?"


"Mad?" I looked at him.  "Mad?  No. Not at all.  I figured you two were
messing around.  I'm glad to see you used a condom though." I smiled at him
as I looked at his nervous face.  Immediately I was rewarded with a smile
back.


"Cool.  Thanks. Umm.  Did you get to watch us do the nasty?" Now Eric was
getting warmed up.  Seems like he had turned the tables on me!


"Yep!  That will make quite the video spot on the 11 O'clock news won't it?"


"Ha!  You wish!"  Now we were both laughing at the idea of an image of the
two teens fucking flashing across the NBC nightly news.  Suddenly Eric got
quiet. I looked at him, and he grinned back.  "You know Mike thinks you're
hot?" Eric said.


"Ha! Me?"  I felt my cheeks flush red, thankfully hidden in the darkness.


"Yeah, he does." Now it was Eric's turn to blush.


"You're the only guy for me, kiddo.  Thanks for telling me though!"  I truly
didn't want him to think that his friend would threaten his place in my life
or that I would be hunting his bud's ass either!


"No prob.  Gotta admit though; he could spice things up with the three of us!"


"Sheez!  You're insatiable," I replied as Mike came running out his front
door, his mother waving to us all.


"That's right; now take me and fuck me old man!" He jested.


"Old man eh??  Tonight, I think you will have to talk to Mike about that," I
said as the door opened and Mike climbed back in.


"Talk to me about what, Eric?" Mike asked, simultaneously closing the door
and shoving his small bag over the back seat into the rear cargo area.


The remaining five minutes until we got home was relatively quiet, except for
the sporadic whispers of the boys in the back followed by some muffled
giggling.  After pulling into the garage and unloading the sail bags and
cockpit cushions we'd brought home from the boat, I settled into the library
office while the boys raided the fridge and watched TV.  After an hour or so
I got up and walked into the great room, there lay the boys next to each
other on the floor watching things explode in some movie.  Their heads
propped up on hands and elbows, eyes intent on the action.  I smiled from the
passageway to see that their bare calves pressed against the others.


"Night guys." I said turning and heading up the stairs.


"Night!" came the chorus behind me.  Tonight would be one of the rare nights
I slept alone in this house.  I wondered how long it would be before the boys
got more serious about their play.  Leaving them to their peace, I stretched
out and was soon asleep.


It felt only like moments had passed when I jerked awake at the feel of
someone walking into the room.  As my eyes adjusted to the gray moonlight
filtering through the curtains, I could see Eric, naked, gently climbing onto
the bed.


"Hey guy.  What are you doing here?" I asked still in a sleepy haze, one hand
rubbing my face, the other reaching out to my boy.


"I didn't want you to be alone all night."


I could more feel the smile, than see it, as Eric first snuggled into me and
then leaned over for a kiss.  One kiss led to another, each deeper and more
intimate than the last, my hand caressing the smoothness of his chest, down
to his smooth sex, and across his bubbled ass.


"Hmmm.  You're a little sticky.  I couldn't imagine how that happened."  I
said wondering how much was sweat, how much was saliva, and how much boy cum.


"I have no idea!" Eric protested meekly.  "Wanna make some more?"  Eric had
rolled full on top of me and had begun to hump his again erect cock into my
belly.  Our legs slowly slithered together, my long hairy legs against his
smooth shorter legs.  Kissing him again, our tongues slowly dancing inside
his mouth, my hands encircled his waist and settled on his ass.  Parting his
young butt cheeks, my fingers descended into the hidden heat of his cleft.
Feeling that he was still well lubed from his earlier tryst with Mike, I slid
two fingers straight into him.


"Umm" Breaking the kiss, Eric's eyes flashing above his smiling face as he
said, "Now you'll have to fuck me."


"OK!" I replied pecking at his nose with my wet lips.  "Sit on it tonight?"
No words, but a smile returned, I watched as Eric sat up, throwing the light
sheet to the foot of the bed.  As he maneuvered around, my erect cock stood
upright in the moonlight, foreskin pulled back, head glistening with smeared
precum, shaft slowly pulsing as it rose from a small nest of trimmed pubes.


Watching my boy, legs rippling, squat over my cock was a real treat.  Using
his hand to line up the bulb of my cock with his puckered hole, he settled
his athletic young body down until he took the full length, clearly he had
been warmed up for this exercise.  We both leaned forward to meet, embrace,
and kiss in the darkness as he began to rhythmically slide his butt up and
down my bare cock.  Leaning back, Eric humped himself faster, meeting my
thrusts from below as he jacked on his erect cock.  My hands went from
caressing his body, to pulling at his nips jutting from nickel sized rings,
to supporting his buttocks.  My nose pressed into the fold of his shoulder,
his clean scent of boyhood and sex filled my nose as my ears took in the
gentle sounds of slapping skin and protesting bed.  All too quickly, I surged
up from the bed, burying my cock as deep into my son as possible, shooting my
seed into the clutching tightness of my son's rectum, while he frantically
lashed at his teen prick until thin ropes of cum arced out to land across my
chest.


We rested together for a while, still coupled, until finally Eric whispered
into my ear.


"I gotta go before Mike misses me."


"See you in the AM stud!" I said softly, kissing him as he slowly parted from
me.


What neither of us had noticed during our tryst was Mike standing naked and
erect in the total blackness of the shadows beyond the open bedroom door.  He
had woken up when Eric left the bed they were sharing and had gone to
investigate when Eric didn't return.  Somewhat confused, he'd just watched
his best friend have tender sex with his father, or at least his foster
father he corrected himself.  Confused or not, Mike couldn't resist stroking
his own cock in the darkness while he watched Robert's larger tool slide into
the confines of his friends body.  He had done the same thing only earlier
that evening.  Seeing the culmination of our union, Mike came into the
tightness of his hand, semen oozing between fingers and dripping on the floor
as his body shuddered with erotic thrill.  Gripped with post ejaculation let
down, Mike slipped deeper into he darkness of the house and returned to
Eric's room and the waiting bed.