Date: Sun, 18 Feb 2007 19:49:57 -0500 (EST)
From: phil Smith <high5fiveme@lycos.com>
Subject: look but dont touch chapter two

This is a fictional story and should not be read by anyone who is under
whatever age it is in your state or country that does not allow you to read
it.  There are people's first and last names in the story and they are all
made up. You have to give people names when you write a story and if
someone has any of these names, I apologize because it is not about you
obviously since I dont know anyone who has these names. I write this shit
because I have nothing better to do when I am home alone writing.  If you
read it and enjoy it for whatever you read this stuff for, thats great. It
takes time and I dont think I ever spent this much time on papers for
school . It makes me feel better writing it and I hope if you bother to
read it, you feel something whatever that may be. So be happy and go away
if you cant handle sex between males cause that is what this is about.

Look but dont touch...number two

I came home from the mall a little in shock but ready for my evening jack
off.  I couldnt get the boy in the skate shop out of my mind. He wasn't
like the other kids I had seen in the mall and then went home and thought
about. None of the others ever really paid any attention to me unless they
noticed I was paying attention to them. Only a few who were cruising alone
had ever really looked back at me. Those I avoided like the plague because
I had no intention of talking to them or dealing with the as it was obvious
jail bait as age of male to male consent is 18 in Nevada, and I, also, only
wanted to have something to fantasize. I never, ever planned to get
envolved with any boy anywhere at anytime.

So I went to the bathroom and pulled out my cock in front of the mirror
because I knew this would only take a minute or two to jack off thinking
about the boy in Zumeiz and then get him out of my mind. I thought about
him and thought about how I bought him his shoes and then I tried to have a
fantasy of his following me out of the store to the bathroom. The problem
was something was wrong with this whole thing. This is the first boy I had
ever talked to from my looking but not touching nights. Sure there had been
plenty of good boys I had met like the kid who does my yard or some of the
boys on the marina down at Lake Mead, but I rarely thought of them later as
my problem was only when I intended to go looking to find a specific boy
who met my criteria for masterbation that one night.  This, also, only
happened during those periods when the wife had me on temporary sexual
restriction.

This boy though was a real boy. I didnt know his name. but he had become
real by talking and dealing with me in the store.  And certainly buying him
a pair of shoes made him as real as hell.  I really couldn't jack off
thinking about him because then it would have been more than a
fantasy. Instead it would have been my desire. So I just went to bed,
unsatisfied for the night but that was nothing new.

The next day was the weekend and weekends around my place tend to be so
busy and so much fun with my kids. I loved my ten year old boy with all my
heart and helped him play in every sport possible. I was the coach of every
team he was on, and he loved all the sports. He was a good looking boy and
very popular so we had plenty of his friends around on the weekends
spending the night or generally just hanging out and playing games in our
large backyard.

  My daughter was a girly girl and liked daddy more I think for what I
could buy her and, I never could turn her down for anything unless I was
completely out of money.  Money was no problem as I worked in construction
and was a foreman for a large company who built the casinos, condos and the
large projects in Vegas which was a guaranteed lifetime job. They will
never quit building or tearing down and rebuilding. As far as the spent all
the paycheck statement, I was just kidding as it took the entire family and
me til the next paycheck usually to spend everything. I was quite
comfortable and no one went wanting.

By Monday when I had to get up early for work, I had forgotten all about my
boy in the mall. In fact, Saturday night my wife had prepared a nice meal,
bought a bottle of Merlot and we had a late meal and a fuck that night. Ok
what had I done right. I just cannot figure this species out!  This little
sex had satisfied me for at least a week as I was easy when it came to sex
if I got it for real.

Monday is always hectic in construction because you have the most
absenteeism due to hangovers from your workers. Plus those that do come are
pretty worthless. The day is extremely stressful for me and I am a yeller
so by late afternoon I am usually lying on my couch in my trailer trying to
get over a headache. It was about 3:30 and I was planning to just leave
early this day when there was a knock at my door.  My secretary or the guys
would always knock as I had made that a rule of privacy to them. The truth
is I would sometimes jack off on the couch and if they all knocked I had
plenty of time to close up my pants before I said come in. I was just
resting so I said "Come in." The knocking continued. So I yelled "Come in."

The door opened and I heard a weak voice say "Mr. Murphy." This made me
stand up and go towards the door as I said "Yes." I knew this had to be
someone I didnt know because everyone just called me Mike.  Formality was
not something I could have amongst the people under me as we had to be
equals or at least think I was equal to get them to perform for me. I was
very young to be in my position anyway.

I stepped forward towards the door and he stepped up into the doorway. It
was the boy from the mall.  Oh god dammit. What in the world was he doing
here and how did he find me from my card? It only had the name of the
company and the company phone number and then my cell. Nothing was
mentioned of this job site.

I said "Oh Hi! What are you doing here? How did you find me?" What an
aweful introduction to this sweet boy and I think my mood had carried over
to treat him like I had my last few coworkers who had been fucking up.  He
looked terrible and said..."I'm sorry, I shouldnt have come."

Realizing my mistake in my tone I quickly apologized with "Oh, no it's
ok. Come on in.  I have just have had a hard day and am a little
irritated." I never would go home in this state of mind I was in because to
me a man should never bring his work home with him. I had grown up with the
stay away from your father after work for at least two hours until he feels
better syndrome. In fact, I just ate early so I wouldn't have to be near my
dad until he came down from his grumpiness which none of the family had
anything to do with.

The boy proceeded on in and volunteered that he had called the business
number and asked where my job site was and when he came to the site on his
skateboard, I was easy to find. I found out he went to Clark high school
and was just a short mile of skateboarding down hill to our Trump condo job
site. He told me his name was Jake and had come to show me the shoes which
I had bought him. They had gotten dusty from the job site and were all
scuffed up already from his weekend of skating. How parents of skaters can
afford shoes, I don't know because a real skater will go through a pair in
two weeks.

I invited Jake to sit down and I motioned to the couch. As he walked by me
in the narrow trailer, he brushed up against me and as he passed I couldn't
help but look down at his butt which was half exposed with only boxers
covering them. I love it when the boys I want to fetish are wearing their
pants so low. It is easier for the fantasy to just pull them down and do
what I had to do to get off.  As he passed I also noticed a nice smell of
body order. It was strong but not like a kid who might not have showered
for days.  It was lingering sweat from the skating he had done to get to my
work.

The looking, smelling and especially the brushing up against me made me
instantly hard. I was rather large with about seven to eight inches of cut
cock. I was five foot ten inches about 170 pounds.  At my age 32, I still
had a good body because of the construction work and also because I stayed
fit doing mild lifting and running. This day was hot and I had worn a cut
off sleeveless shirt and light colored jeans. I too had a slight smell from
being out in the sun that day. I usually would shower before going home but
hadnt gotten to that because it had been a little early. Tanned arms and
face were also a year around look for Vegas people who did anything
outdoors at all.  If this boy liked older guys at all, it would have been
hard for him not to like me.

Instead of sitting on the couch next to Jake, I sat in my office chair
behind my desk but not so much behind my desk that he couldn't see I had a
bulge in my pants. I was near the door which allowed me to see who was
outside the door if someone came up. I had already thought of an excuse for
whom Jake was if someone came up. I would just say he is an older friend of
Raymond, my young son and he was helping him learn skating and he wanted to
see my job site. Hopefully, no details would be asked if this happened
because I lived completely on the other side of town. This time of day
though it was unlikely anyone would come to my trailer.

Jake was about 5' 5" tall. He turned out to be 16 years old which amazed
me. His hair was dyed black as the boys sometimes do to give them that emo
look. Jake was not skinny but filled out. He too lifted weights a
little. He told me when I asked about his mj shirt from the other day that,
yes, he did smoke pot but never had much money to pay for it so it wasn't
so often. And I was right the cross earring was just a fad and he in fact
had one in today but I couldnt tell you what it was because I was too
distracted by the boys body and besides his hair was long enough that the
earring hardly showed unless you looked closely.

We talked about school, my family and children, and his family for about
forty five minutes.  His last name was Dupree wich he said was French as
his father was from France. Sure enough no one showed up at the door and
the job site was clearing out. Jake suddenly said that he needed to go
since going back uphill would take him some time.  I said, oh "I'll be glad
to take you if you can just wait five minutes while I shower off." His
enthusiasm suddenly changed and said "Sure, that would be great."  I was
hoping that the "that would be great" refered to the fact he wanted to see
me shower. I was deciding that I wanted to show off a little to this boy
not so much to have any kind of sex with him but to help me with my
fantasies I might have later with him.  Even though I had gotten my wifely
sex, this encounter was all too exciting for me as I had been jacking off
to the "don't touch" mall boys for years now.  I wasn't planning to touch
as I was sure the young Jake would just watch me and he too could go home
and think about me.  This would be major excitemet for my mind.

I called over to the head trailer and said I was showering and then heading
home. This would be a sign that I would not be available anymore, and I
stood and locked the trailer. After locking the trailer, I pulled off my
shirt as I walked by the couch. I threw my shirt on the couch next to Jake
and couldnt help see his eyes transfixed on my nude chest. I undid my belt
buckle and button right in front of him as I was acting as if I had to
undress quickly to get him home.  I flipped on the television across from
the couch and said "Here you can watch television while I shower." I knew
he had to realize I was hard as my bulge was not something I could hide.  I
tried to tell if he had gotten hard but these damn kids buy size 38 pants
so they are so big they can hide five or six inches of erection easily. It
isnt a bad idea and wish we had thought of it in our days as I was hard
fifty percent of the school day back in my days.

I knew I couldnt just drop trowel right there and show him my dick although
I had the sense that it didnt matter with this kid. He had not said one
word or given me one sign that he didnt like me. Something I could never
tell with women as they were all flirts.  Men and boys just let you know up
front.

I passed by Jake, kicked off my shoes which I had already untied while at
my desk. I pulled off my socks and then lowered my jeans with my back to
him. I turned to throw the jeans on the couch but really I wanted to see if
he was looking at me or the television. Sure enough he was looking at my
butt and watching me undress. I knew then I could expose myself but wanted
to wait until after I showered in case I could get my hardon down.  I
entered the shower which faced sideways but was deep enough into the
trailer that he couldn't watch my showering but could see enough through
the glass on an angle to see me nude but not tell what was happening to the
body parts as in my erected dick.

I showered quickly and opened the door of the shower while i dried off. My
dick had not gone down much but I decided to step out of the shower and
give him a shot at seeing it in its erected state but my plan was just to
give him a quick look while I quickly put on clean white briefs. If he were
looking and saw my cock, I had planned to say I hope that doesnt bother you
but I get horny in the shower.

I stepped out of the shower completely dry and reached towards the hook to
grab my briefs and put them on quickly. I looked to my left to see if Jake
was going to catch that look at me and saw something that made me shoot a
feeling throughout my body. Jake had dropped his pants and boxers down
below his knees. He was looking straight at my cock with a smile on his
face, and he had his right hand on his balls with his thumb holding his
dick so it didnt lay completely against his body.  Jake had a plenty large
enough dick for his age.  It was uncut which I hadn't seen since my days in
gym class back in high school and even then there were very few boys who
were uncut.

I looked right at Jake and said naturally as if this happened everyday "Oh,
I see you are horny too."  Jake said yeah."I need to cum before I go home."
Then he asked me "Do you like to suck cock."

Well young, beautiful and sexy boy, let's just get to the point here.  A
sixteen year old was approaching me; well, asking me; I had actually
approached him by undressing in front of him. I said "Sure but I havent
done it since high school so I am a little rusty." Jake said "Well if you
wanta try and help me cum, I will jack you off afterwards and you can cum
on me."

I didnt say a word, dropped my towel and went totally nude over to the
boy. I pulled his shoes that I had purchased off him and pulled his easy to
remove pants and boxers off the rest of the way. I then reached for his
shirt and pulled it up over his head so I could see him nude.  Jake didn't
hesitate or stop me one bit. HIs smell was overpowering me with its
sweetness, and his body was gorgeous with plenty of boy muscles and tight
abs. I pushed him back on the couch so he was lying with me over him on my
knees on the couch. I learned over and put his hard dick in my mouth. I
began to suck which I guess I had not forgotten how to do. What man can't
suck cock because you know what you want.

"Ow...Ow..Ow..."Jake said immediately and then laughed.  "I guess you
haven't sucked an uncut cock before. YOu have to be more careful. I am very
sensitive on the head and you have to let the head just come out naturally
as you suck and let it hit the top of your mouth and against your
throat. Use your fingers to pull back my skin slightly too. "

Boy. Had I goofed. Here was a boy telling me how to suck. I had done this
before with no complaints because you just had to know how to use your lips
over your teeth but here I had to be more careful and image his cock as I
did it. I knew what he meant about the sensitivity as us "cuts" are
sensitive for the first few years but I had to visualize this as I did
it. I apologized and went right back at it. This time as I could think and
feel the cock in my mouth, I had no complaints and for me it was even more
exciting as I thought about his dick and felt it more in my mouth than I
can remember before. Plus I enjoyed the slight massage of his dick with my
hand instead of a harder jacking off that one does with cuts.

I took his dick back into my mouth and brought my thumb against the shaft
of his cock. With my thumb i could pull down the skin that covers his
dick. I put my tongue then on the head of his dick and was pleasantly
surprised with the taste. It had a taste to it that the dicks I had sucked
in my youth didnt have. Jake writhed backwards when I did this. I let the
rest of his dick go deeper into my mouth until I could feel it touching the
top of my pallat. He pushed gently into my mouth and down my throat ever so
gently. I quickened my pace and went up and down a few times on his dick
with a rhythm similar to sucking most any cock, and he said "I'm gonna
cum." I moved up and down twice more with my mouth and then sat up and
jacked his shaft quickly holding my thumb at the base of his shaft but
moving his skin over the top of his dick. He shot instantly a wad of sperm
with four or five jerks of his cock. His cum covered his chest with one
shot reaching as high up as his chin.  I was sure he had not jacked off for
a couple of days. His orgasm was also as loud and violent as I had ever
seen or experienced myself.

I kept jacking him slowly as he kept his eyes shut and came down from what
I assumed was as good a blow job as he had ever received.  He opened his
eyes and looked at me and bent forward to reach for my dick. I brought my
dick up over his beautiful body figuring I would get what he promised a
jack off where I could merge my cum with his on his chest. Jake grabbed my
dick with great gusto and jacked me as I had not been jacked in my entire
life.  His firmness but gentleness hit all the right spots and with me
looking at him and his looking at me, I dont think it took me one minute to
yell out "I am cumming."

As I said this, Jake opened his mouth and leaned forward and sucked me with
his tongue doing what his hand and done and I unloaded fifteen years of
pent up desire into his mouth.

I have no idea how much sperm I must have given him but he took it
all. Continuing to suck me and squeeze my cock and take every last drop.  I
pulled back and looked at this boy and realized he had done more for me
than the shoes were worth, and I bent over and licked every last bit of cum
off his chest as he lay there running his hands threw my hair.

After I was finished, I collapsed next to Jake on the couch and embraced
him. We exchanged kisses and I could taste my sperm in his french kiss. I
don't know what had happened but I had just had the best sex I had ever
had.

Suddenly there was that peircing sound of a cell phone coming from the
floor. It was Jakes cell phone.  I turned to grab his pants as he reached
over me to get them. He got the phone out of his pants and talked to the
person on the other end of the line. He said "Yeah, I am out skating with
Richard and Sean." I'll be home soon and I'll go get him."

With that Jake looked at me and said "I gotta go. I am a little farther
away than I should be from home and I gotta rush back up the street to get
my little bro at his friends house and bring him home. "

This was all so quick and way too fast for me because I really wanted time
to lie there with him and talk to him and find out what the hell will we do
next.  This has gone past what I could have imagined in my mind. It wasn't
going to be look but dont touch anymore for me. I had partaken. I needed to
know a lot of things. This was not only a beautiful boy but I thought a
beautiful person.

I jumped up and said well, I will take you to where you gotta go so lets
get dressed and head out.

We dressed quickly and jumped in my truck. I just was so taken by the
experience, I had to ask him why he had come down here. Was it because he
wanted more things or money or what. Jake said "Mike, to tell you the
truth. I am not a cruiser but i have done it before. I have done a guy who
was even in his fifties.  Lots of the skaters do this because we just can't
afford to buy our shoes. They are so expensive and we need shoes at least
once a month and our parents have no clue. But" he said "You know, you
bought me the shoes and didnt ask for anything, and when I got home I
thought...Damn that guy was hot!" He then let out a laugh.

I said "You mean to tell me you came back because you wanted me sexually."
Jake said. "Hell yeah! You are one hot dude and when I went back and told
the guys you had bought me the shoes and asked for nothing. They all wanted
your fucking card. In fact, Richard said that he would buy you a pair of
shoes to do you."

I looked over at Jake and I looked back at the road and I realized "What
the fuck have I gotten myself in to!"

I waited for a moment to let my thoughts adjust to this situation. I just
had the best sex I had had in years and now my partner is telling me he
thinks I am hot. So i just asked.  Well did you enjoy it then.  Jake said
"Oh my god it was the best ever. You suck better than anyone ever has
sucked me. You learned perfectly."  "Then he added "I hope we can do this
again."

I said only half jokingly. "Well it depends if it costs a pair of shoes
each time!" Jake responded without missing a beat "Shoes are nice, but
friendship and sex are better. I'll leave the shoes up to you whenever, but
I am gonna get as much out of this as I hope you do."

As I shot up Desert in road, I reached where jake wanted to get out. I was
dumbfounded with his last statement and could not respond. When Jake told
me to turn right and drop him off, I think I was in a state of shock. He
got out of the car and waited staring into my eyes with that sweet look I
had seen in his eyes in the mall, and I said like a girl who has decided
she will put out and wants you "Call me!"