Date: Fri, 4 Mar 2011 12:00:45 +0100
From: Shaun White <corcega112@hotmail.com>
Subject: It Started at School - Chapter 7

This story is completely fictional. Names, characters and incidents are a
product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or
incidents is completely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are
uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally,
please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk.

It Started at School – Chapter 7

     The next week was rather hectic for me and my mum, getting ready to
move into our new home.  My mum decided that for the time being she would
keep on our present home and she said she wanted us to spend at least one
night there each fortnight.  She said we needed to keep our feet firmly on
the ground and by staying a night here occasionally it would be a constant
reminder of where our roots are.  She suggested I should go straight there
after school and she would be waiting there for me and we would spend an
evening together in our simple surroundings and then after a night in our
old beds I would go to school the next morning as I used to do and she
would return to our new home with Bob.

     So, the day arrived for our move.  Mum agreed I could take the day off
school.  We were not taking many things with us initially but Bob arranged
for a van to collect what we were taking and by lunchtime we were unpacking
our few things in Bob's luxurious home.  Bob had arranged for a workman to
come and transform the room next to my mother's bedroom into a lounge and
there was already installed some nice furniture and a big wide screen
television.  Similarly the room next to my bedroom had been transformed
into a den for me complete with my own television set but also there was a
state of the art computer.  I had brought my laptop with me but I could not
wait to get acquainted with the new computer.

     I thought Bob had been very crafty in arranging that my bedroom was
close to his bedroom with only my den separating us and the bedroom for my
mother had a few other bedrooms between her and Bob and me.

     As soon as we arrived Bob met us and handed my mother a set of car
keys and said she would find her car in the large garage.  He said it was a
new Ford Fiesta which he hoped was OK for her.  She assured him it was more
than she hoped for and she just hoped she and I could live up to what he
expected of us.  He said all he asked was that we should be ourselves and
accept him as part of an extended family.

     My mother looked at what food was available and said she thought she
should go do a bit of shopping or we would struggle to have a meal that
evening.  Bob gave her a wad of notes and said he would arrange for her to
have a special credit card for all household expenses but it would take a
few days to arrange so until then he would give her cash whenever she
needed it.  He added that if she dealt with the shop in the village they
would accept credit for him to pay at the end of each month but if she goes
into town to a supermarket she would need cash.  He said the local shop was
very limited what it stocked but he liked to give it as much trade as
possible to keep it open.  He said he had filled the car up with petrol at
the filling station in the village and he had told the owner that in future
the car would mostly be driven by a Mrs Hedley and that if she came for
petrol the man should fill the car up and charge it to Bob's account.  Bob
gave my mother a remote control for the gate and said he would explain the
security details of the house later.  My mother left then to do a bit of
shopping.

     As soon as we were alone Bob held his arms wide and I went to him.  He
hugged and kissed me and said "Welcome home, Martin.  Are you ready to
celebrate in the best possible way?"  I said "Yes please, Bob.  I want this
more than you will ever know.  Are we going to do it in your bed or mine?"
He smiled and said "Why not do both if we have time but maybe we should
take it slowly at first so I suggest we go to my bed.  Come on, lover boy."

     We went upstairs hand in hand and as soon as we were in Bob's bedroom
we stripped naked and jumped on the bed.  The bed was super size and it
felt just perfect to be lying alongside him as though we were man and wife.
Bob turned to me and hugged me close to him.  He said he wanted us to make
love slowly, in a very special way so that we would always remember this
day.  He stroked my body as I stroked his.  He seemed so strong and
muscular compared to me and yet he was as gentle as a lamb.  I knew then
that I was going to enjoy a lot of this attention.  Slowly he massaged my
bum cheeks and when his finger rested against my tight hole I said "Yes,
Bob, that is where I want you.  Just lube me up and then make love to me."
I lay on my stomach and reached behind and held my cheeks apart as he
reached for a tube of lube and soon had me ready for him.  I sucked him for
a couple of minutes and then he slowly turned me into our favourite
position and as he came closer to me I rested my raised legs on his
shoulders.  He entered me slowly and gently and I accepted him as though it
was the most natural thing in the world.  He pushed in slowly but firmly
until he was fully in me.  Then he started to fuck me or should I say make
love to me.  It felt perfect and I wanted it to go on for hours but I knew
that was not possible but he did managed to last about a quarter of an hour
before I felt that lovely warm feeling as he filled me with his load of
cum.  We stayed in that position until he softened and slipped out.  I
lowered my legs as he moved to one side.  I expected us to lie quietly
until he got over his climax but as soon as I was flat on the bed he leaned
over and took my cock in his mouth.  He gave me one of the best blowjobs of
my young life and within a few minutes I knew I could not hold out any
longer and without warning him I shot my first load into his mouth.  I shot
a few more spurts and then oozed the last few drops.  He swallowed a couple
of times and then we parted and we just lay together hugging and kissing
until Bob suggested we should make ourselves look presentable for when my
mum returned.  He said we would have plenty of opportunities from now on
and especially late at night.

     When mum returned we were in the games room playing pool and she
seemed happy that we were getting on so well already.  Oh, how innocent and
trusting she was.  She unpacked quite a lot of food.  She asked Bob to look
at what she had bought and then to tell her what he would like for his meal
that evening.  He looked at the various items and said "Why don't you
surprise me?  I will leave it to you to cook whatever you want to cook and
whatever it is I am sure it will be excellent but remember I prefer good
home cooking and not all the fancy stuff which some people go for.
Whatever suits you and Martin will, I am sure, suit me also."  Bob then
said "Look, Mrs Hedley if we are going to be living as a family I can
hardly keep on calling you Mrs Hedley.  I could call you mum but maybe that
would offend you so I want you to decide how I should address you but I
want it to be as informal as possible.  Remember I am not your employer I
am your newly adopted son."  My mum said "Bob, I know you say I am your new
mum but you only ever have one mum and it would be discourteous for me to
be addressed as your mum when your real mum is still your real family but I
agree that "Mrs Hedley" does sound rather formal so if it is OK with you I
would prefer you to address me as Marie."  Bob gave my mum a cuddle and
said "Welcome to your new home, Marie."  My mum broke the caress and
smacked Bob on his rear and said laughingly "Right boys, I have work to do
so get out of my kitchen.  Go amuse yourselves elsewhere.

     Bob asked me if I fancied a swim.  Of course I said that would be
terrific.  Bob turned to my mum and said "Are you going to be busy in the
kitchen for a while?"  "Yes" she replied.  He then said "Well I don't want
to embarrass you at all but you see I usually swim naked and I did not want
you to walk in and be shocked."  My mum said "Look Bob, I know this is now
our home as well as yours but it still belongs to you and whatever you have
done in the past must not change.  If I know you are swimming at any time I
will not interrupt you but if by chance I did see you naked, remember I
have had a husband and I do have a teenage son so I am sure you will
realise I have seen it all before.  Whilst we are on the subject of what
you do here, I expect you entertain a few girls and that must not change.
A good looking young man must have a stream of girls chasing him and so
when you bring a girl home I will discreetly retire to my own lounge and
either read a book or watch some television and I am sure Martin will do
the same and give you some privacy."  Bob then said to my mum "Look Marie,
I do not bring girls home.  I have plenty of offers but I know that most
will not be here because they want me as a person, they want access to my
money and they are willing to offer themselves in order to get me hooked
but I do not fall for it.  In any case I am not the marrying kind.  I know
all professional footballers are supposed to have lots of girls wanting
them and most allow it to happen but I am not like that.  I am a much more
private person so I spend a lot of time here, usually on my own.  That is
another reason I like the fact that you and Martin are here.  I know you
are not here to pry into my private life or get involved in my private
life.  I know I can rely on you to be discreet, you have not been dazzled
by my wealth and my success."

     So off we went for our swim, Bob and me.  I did not ask my mum if I
could swim naked but I assumed she expected that I would do whatever Bob
did and that was certainly my intention.  We stripped naked, had a quick
shower and then we both jumped in and caused an almost tidal wave.  We swam
back and forth for a few lengths and then we paused at the shallow end.  As
we stood together we hugged each other and Bob said "Are you happy,
Martin?"  I said "That is a silly question.  Of course I am happy.  This is
a new life for me and I still can't believe that you want me here all the
time."  He said "Martin, I knew the first time I was with you that you were
the person for me.  I don't want a girl, I want you.  I know I cannot be
open about my feelings as you are still under-age so we have to be discreet
but at least by having you here we can spend more time together than if you
were not living here and the fact that your mum is such a good mum to you
and hopefully to me also makes it all possible without attracting undue
attention.  When you are legally old enough I intend to admit to the world
that I am gay and you and I are partners.  That is something unheard of in
the world of professional footballers and I accept that it might be the end
of my career but for the next two years I intend to get as much cash out of
the game as is possible.  I am going to be very careful within reason as to
how I invest my money and then if everything goes bad in two years' time I
know we will have enough money put by to live a quiet but comfortable life
together.  Now let's have another quick swim and then I want to have a bit
of fun before it is time for our evening meal whatever your mum is
preparing for us."

     We swam a few more lengths and then had a shower and went upstairs and
into Bob's room.  He said "It should be safer here because if we go in your
room your mum might come to you for some reason but she is not likely to
come to my room if she thinks I am in it."  We only had towels round us so
we were soon naked and together.  Bob said "Let's try something we have not
done yet.  I would like us to have a 69er then we are both satisfied at the
same time."  He laid on the bed and I joined him but I was the opposite way
round to him so that I could suck his cock which was already hard at the
thought of what we would be doing.  I felt his warm lips round my cock and
then he took the full length into his mouth.  We both started sucking and
our heads were going up and down at a steady rhythm.  I loved this but I
knew I could not keep doing it for long.  Oh I could keep sucking Bob OK
but the way he was sucking me I knew I was going to blow my load very soon.
There were quiet sighs from both of us as we pleasured each other but then
things started to get towards a climax and I felt my cream start it's
journey and very soon I shot the first of my cum into Bob's mouth.  He kept
on sucking me trying to get every drop out of me and just when I felt
totally drained I felt a lovely warmth in my mouth and realised I had
brought him over the top and he was giving me an aperitif before our main
meal.  He shot a few spurts into me and I swallowed every drop.  We parted
and I turned round so that we could hold each other for a few moments.  We
kissed again and then Bob suggested I should return to my own room and we
should have separate showers so as not to arouse suspicion and then we
ought to put on something casual ready for the evening.

     After our showers and we were dressed comfortably we went downstairs
and there was a super smell emanating from the kitchen.  Bob said "If
whatever that is tastes half as good as it smells it will certainly satisfy
me."  We went into the lounge and sat together on a couch Bob with his arm
across my shoulder and we sat and watched the early evening news on the
television waiting for mum to call us for dinner.

     At about 7.30 pm my mother came in to tell us that dinner was ready.
She had laid the places on the large table in the dining room.  It looked
odd to have only three places on such a large table.  My mum had cooked a
beef casserole, one of my favourite meals and a meal which Bob had earlier
mentioned as one he liked.  It was as good as usual and I ate a very large
plateful and Bob had the same but then when my mum asked if he wanted a bit
more he eagerly said he would certainly enjoy some more.  He said it was
outstandingly good.  My mother warned him not to have too much or he would
have no room for the dessert.  Bob managed a smaller second helping and
then mum brought in the dessert.  She had made one of her excellent apple
pies and served it with whipped cream.  We all enjoyed our meal and after
we had finished we admitted we were full.  Bob said "Marie, if that is your
normal standard I know I have made the right choice in inviting you here.
I have not enjoyed food as much since I left home and my own mother's
cooking."

     Bob asked if we could all help with the washing up but mum soon made
it clear that the kitchen was her domain.  She said she now has a washing
machine so washing up was no problem.  She pointed out that she was used to
being the dishwasher in her home.  She said we should do whatever we wanted
to do now that the meal was over.  Bob suggested a couple of games of pool
before we did our own thing.  He said he ought to spend a bit of time on
his computer checking e-mails etc and he suggested I might want to try out
my new computer and even transfer some items from my laptop onto the new
machine.  I said I would like to spend an hour trying out the machine but
at some stage, not necessarily tonight, I would like Bob to help me to set
up the webcam and show me how it works as I had not had such a luxury
before but it would be nice to have a video chat with some of my friends
when they are on-line.  Bob said he would do all that the following day
after I came home from school.

     Mum asked Bob if she should take me to school the next morning but Bob
said he had to report for training so it would be easy for him to drop me
off at school but maybe she could arrange to be waiting for me in the
afternoon as school finished because he was not absolutely sure if his
presence would be needed at the club in the afternoon.  He said they
usually had afternoons off but just occasionally they were involved in some
advertising scheme or some charity work.  So it was agreed that Bob would
take me to school the next morning.  I could not wait to see the faces of
everyone as I arrived in one of Bob's luxury cars.

     I spent the rest of the night on my new computer.  It was fantastic,
so quick compared to my old laptop.  I transferred a few files and photos
over and generally surfed the net and an hour soon passed.  I turned off
the computer and decided I was ready for bed even though I was still very
excited and would probably have difficulty getting to sleep what with the
excitement and the fact that I would be sleeping in a strange bed.  I had
just climbed into bed and was about to turn the light off when there was a
quiet knock on the door and it opened quietly as Bob came in wrapped in a
bath-robe.  He came to the bed and said "Any chance of some more of your
love to help me to sleep or are you too tired?"  I said "Bob I will never
be too tired for you."  He said my mum had gone to bed so we should not be
disturbed but even so we should try to be as quiet as possible.  He did not
realise I slept in the nude every night but I was pleasantly surprised when
he removed the robe to show he was already naked too.  He had brought a
tube of lube with him and laid it on the bed beside us as he lay next to
me.  He said "Are you sure you are not sore from what we did earlier?  If
you are, I am happy to wait until tomorrow.  We have already done well for
the first day and I am sure as we get used to each other we will gradually
get into a gentler routine but I am so excited at having you here that I
cannot keep myself from wanting to be with you."  I said "I am only
slightly sore from earlier but a good night's sleep will see me OK again
and we will not be able to do anything tomorrow until I am home after
school so I have plenty of time to recover."

     This time Bob got me to lie face down and after lubing me up he
climbed on top and as I reached behind to hold my cheeks apart he entered
me fully yet again.  He fucked me long and hard and soon he came inside me
again.  He stayed in me until he was soft and then he rolled me over and
after kissing me he gave me a fabulous blow job and I fed him another
helping of my teenage cum.  After swallowing it he said how sweet my cum
is.  He laughed as he said it is almost as good as my mother's apple pie
with whipped cream.  We kissed again and he got off the bed, wrapped his
robe around him again and wished me "Good night".  Despite the excitement I
was soon fast asleep in my new bed.

End of Chapter 7.

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