Date: Thu, 01 Mar 2007 15:27:29 -0500 (EST)
From: phil Smith <high5fiveme@lycos.com>
Subject: look but dont touch 4

Disclaimer: This is another chapter in a totally fictional story. If you
are afraid of anything whatsoever, you shouldn't read this because you will
be afraid of this story because sex is a fearful thing sometimes and you
wouldn't want that would you? If you are underage or think you might not be
old enough because you are not mature of enough, don't read this either
because it is probably illegal to do so. Everyone one in this story doesn't
exist except in the mind of the author at the moment of his writing about
them and all the rest of the day when he is thinking about writing about
them.

Look but Don't Touch number 4

We lay for just a moment kissing but still erected when Jake said slip it
back in. No sooner had he said that than the door opened abruptly and
someone said in a squeaky voice "Jacques are you ready to go yet."

What the hell!!!  We weren't alone? I turned to see a shirtless boy with
boxers showing, skateboard in hand standing at the doorway looking at two
nude men in bed fucking. And to top it all off he must be in the wrong
apartment because he just said "Jacques."

"Nah. Not yet. We are going to do it one more time." Jake said to this
person. He then said..."Nic, I want you to meet my friend Mike.  Mike, This
is Nic, my little brother."

The little brother, Nic, walked over to the bed not taking his eyes off my
dick which was now exposed as I had turned to figure out who was invading
our room. He stuck out his hand as far as his dick was sticking straight
out in his pants and said "Hi, Mike." It's nice to meet you."

I extended my hand and simply said "Yeah." The boy turned and left
seemingly satisfied with the one more time answer. I turned and looked at
Jake with probably the weirdest look I ever had on my face.  Jake started
laughing uncontrollably and could hardly get out his statement to me, which
was, "Don't worry about him, he is French."  He did add, "He's got a
boyfriend, that kid Sean you saw in the mall."

I don't remember Sean in the mall. I don't remember the other kid in the
mall. I couldn't remember anything right now, but I do remember that the
word French can be used to excuse everything weird away in the world.

I said, "So Jacques, I guess that is your name in French? It's only one
more time for you?" With that I got my first laugh in as the entire thing
struck me as wonderful. Hell yeah, I am in love with this boy. What a world
to live in.

Jake said "Yeah, well one more time this time only. Get on your back."

I dutifully followed my new boyfriend's advice and lay on my back. Jake got
on top of me his first load still on his chest and some on mine. He reached
over the side of the bed and found the Astroglide, which I had flung
aside. Oh god, he wants to fuck me, I thought. This had only happened once
as an experiment with Anthony, who was quite large, and it really never
worked for me, but how could I turn Jake down, as this was our really first
time as lovers in my mind. He put some lube on his fingers and apologized
saying, "I'm sorry but it has been awhile and I'm a little tight."

Jake reached forward but headed for my dick instead of my not so awaiting
ass. He lubed me up and then came forward and slowly at first took my dick
back inside him. As he went down on my cock with his ass, he did it so
slowly, so painstakingly gripping me as if it were his hand. He knew
exactly how to pleasure me, and I was closing my eyes as he bent forward
and kissed me saying.  "Let me do all of this my love." I opened my eyes
looked into his and let the word love absorb into my brain. I let that word
resound into my years of memory and compare its sincerity to ever time I
had heard it before. It had an affect on me that I would only learn what it
meant over the coming weeks. I grabbed Jake's head with both hands, ran my
hands through his black dyed, soft hair and placed my tongue into his
mouth. With my tongue and my touch I tried to convey what love meant to me
as opposed to just how a man uses his dick to get off.

When I finished this kiss, I let go and lay back exposing my underarms as I
put my hands behind my head. I was shocked to see tears just starting to
come out of my boy's eyes. He sat back now taking the rest of my dick up
into his ass. One tear dropped down the left side of his face. Jake smiled,
looked at my armpit, leaned forward and took a whiff from under my arm, and
then it was back to business.

Anthony had done this many times with his ass in this position but this boy
was an expert. He used his ass like a soft hand with me not needing to make
one thrust. He went up and down slowly coming all the way up to the tip of
my dick grabbing at the base of my dick on the way up and then going back
down gently massaging the skin as he did this. He played with his own dick
as he did this. I watched closely as to see how he jacked his uncut dick
off. I was this time satisfied with holding off as long as possible to cum
because I wanted to remember this image for a lifetime.

After enough time had passed, Jake's motions became more rapid, and I
couldn't hold off from going with the sexual feeling. My breathing
increased and the entire moment of image and feeling came to its head. I
shot my cum in several jerks as I pressed my cock one time into his ass for
my only contribution to the event. I was the one who yelled this
time...."Oh God...Oh God.I'm gonna cum." Shit I was loud, but it wasn't the
neighbors who were going to hear.

Jake too let out a yell shortly after that as his sperm shot out onto my
chest. This was his second shot and he still shot the shot into my face. I,
of course, had to take several fingers of cum wiped off my chest, chin and
face and place those fingers in my mouth.

Jake pulled off and lay next to me for our final embrace and kiss. I asked,
"You cried. Why."

"Because I think I could love you, and I don't understand." Jake responded
candidly.

The damn door opened and there stood Nic with his question "Ok, can we go
now?"

"Yeah, you little shit." Jake told him. Then he whispered in my ear. "He
most likely was jacking off outside the door listening to us."

Ok, that was French.  French=weird!!!!! But who cares? The boys in the
projects started really young and I know my own son, Raymond, who told me
everything, I thought, had the girls all over him at school. Raymond knew
everything about sex as I had never hidden anything from him but he was so
into sports that I figured he wouldn't have to approach actual sex for
another year or so.

Jake got out of bed first and grabbed a towel to wipe off his sperm and
then handed it to me. I really wanted to shower but with Nic standing there
staring at me I thought this is a little to french for me so I just dressed
quickly.

Jake said, "Now I gotta really tell you the truth."

Uh oh, I gotta buy shoes for everyone?  I thought but what the hell, it was
worth it.

Jake went on "The truth is I invited you up here because we needed a ride
to the skate park on Charleston." Again he smiled and laughed.

But then Nic said, "Yeah right so would you hurry up." I looked at the
little shit and he had a serious look on his face, but then he completely
changed his look as if he had meant to tease and he said..."Just
kidding...you are cute!" and he turned and ran out...embarrassed to hell I
think.

Jake said. "Hey, dude. Nic is a great kid but he is still that and is a
little impatient."

You know I am a dad of a boy around that age and I already knew this. Nic
was perfect as far as I was concerned and my god he knew more about me now
than my own son did. Raymond had never seen quite like this and he
certainly didn't know anything about guys and me. Was I going to have to
tell him someday? The thought made me shutter.

We jumped in my truck and drove up the street to this public skate park
that was about four miles from their house. Their mother was going to call
them around 7 pm and pick them up. How she figured they would get there, I
didn't know and didn't want to ask for fear of a French answer.

I knew the park but had never brought Raymond and his friends there because
they weren't totally into skating but did it when there was no soccer or
baseball or other sport. Every kid has a skateboard, but I was happy not to
see my kid into it because there are so many accidents amongst the serious
skaters. Also, we had a park in Green Valley on our side of town that was
the same, and it wasn't worth the drive to this side of town.

At the park, Nic got out and as he went passed the drivers door. He said
"Hey, thanks Mike." He then started to run but turned and added with a
smile "For everything."  Awe, shit. How could that kid say that because I
knew exactly what he meant?

Jake didn't move. He sat and said "Now what do we do?"

Jake had expressed my thoughts exactly. What do two guys do who have just
had great sex and who live in a hetero world and who were falling in love?
And then to top this all off weren't even in exactly the same generation?
Oh yeah, and did I forget to add: One of them was fucking married with
children? That certainly didn't complicate things. Did it?

"Well, Jake. I know one thing. I cannot do this without your meeting my
family. I can't hide you, and I can't be just your mall dude for you to
tell your friends about. I know I am falling for you and really already
have because this has happened before when I was your age. I lost him at
eighteen though and then went on to be normal instead of French." I hadn't
been looking at him as I said these things but had to turn and see if this
got a reaction. It did because he smiled.

I went on turning away again because I needed to think and not lose myself
in his face and body. "Ok, I think the Nic thing would be perfect for us to
get together. How old is he?"

"Nic is ten. He will be eleven on June 12th."

I had a moment of shock and then excitement. "Jake that is Raymond's age
exactly to the birthday. What a fucking perfect coincidence." My mind raced
with ideas.

"Ok, here is what we can do. Raymond skates but isn't any good. I can bring
him and his best friend over here to the Charleston park on the
weekend. You and Nic can pick a time to be here and your outgoing, sexy
brother can approach them and we can go from there."

Jake lit up like a light bulb. He said, "Perfect. But careful with that
sexy brother thing because he is sexy and Raymond may learn more than just
how to skate better."

Jake then pulled on the door handle as if he was totally relieved over the
solution and now could go play. He leaned forward for a kiss and I
instinctively leaned towards him and gave him a kiss smack dab on the lips
like I would my daughter or even Raymond still.

Jake completed opening the door and said, "Call me!" which was a reversal
of our last parting. I said, "What's your number?"

"You have it on caller id. That was my cell I called you on. Duh!! You know
you can put my name in the phone. I'll show you how to do that."

Well that little bit of facetiousness reminded me I was dealing with a boy
who knew he had an older guy he thought he was smarter than. You know that
could have been his home phone and not a cell. I had thought that even
though I knew he had a cell. Well I was going to let that go without
explaining myself and get him later. This was all going to be so much
fun. If I could swing this I could have both family and lover. I hear all
the French do this anyway. I think I was getting to like this culture.