Date: Thu, 10 Oct 2002 12:09:02 -0400
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: Looking for answers   Part 5

The subject matter is of some discussion at the moment due to its
nature. The relationship between a man and boys that contained sex, I do
not agree with this but it happens everywhere so ignoring it will not make
it go away. Trying to understand if an actual relationship is possible is
another matter.

If you are not of an adult disposition or do not like this subject then may
I suggest that you go back to Nifty's archives and choose a more
appropriate subject.

I thank Nifty for the chance to see a story published; also I want to thank
all of you who have sent email. The comments and thanks made this all
worthwhile.  Those of you who have asked if I am English; I have no
label. An Englishman who lives abroad proofreads my writings. Perhaps
that's what you see and read.


 
                      Looking For Answer's

                       Chapter 5.


The morning did not start to well but we made the effort and made our way
to the coast and the Fun Fair. The two boys seemed happy to be doing
something different than they did normally. Going to the fun Fair for me
was a thrill. I liked going on or being near the rides that would purposely
make you wet. I liked it best on very sunny days. They were the times when
I could hide just who or what I was and look at the boys in swimming trunks
acting quite normal when we all got wet. I would complain that I did not
like getting wet but after it had happened a dozen times I was sure that
they began to question why I was there.

We parked up and I took the basket with the food. I gave the boys money to
pay for the tickets and watched while the young gentleman went to work. It
was a long corridor with pinball machines, kiss me quick hat stands then
the obligatory Hot dog and Candy Floss machines with the smells that made
you reveal that like all the others there you were strangers to the sea and
the Funfair.

I think that I was lucky really. I found an empty table right in the middle
of all the rides. I sat myself down and allowed the boys to have fun. I was
doing the old lechers routine. Smile at the girls waving to the babies who
made it their job to wave at anyone who would wave back. The boys on the
others hand were given a good watching. Being I had two boys trying to go
on everything that when they came back to tell me that they were almost
sick a sweet cured most ills. I was passing the bag around as long as they
were there so got to view so spectacular persons.

"Simon it is getting very hot. Can we take our shirts off?"

I did have the mind to bring with me some high factor sun cream. They both
stood there shirtless allowing me to rub the cream into the back and
front. Alan even bent in such away that allowed his shorts to slip
down. When I was finished right in front of my eyes he opened the bow doing
it up again so that his shorts hung just over his hips. Was he wearing
anything underneath? I was not sure.

The boys were running around just like all the others. Some parents had
joined me at the table and were making small talk while they watched their
children with Alan and Martin. It was as if they were under the impression
that their young were safe with the boys, even younger ones had the
attention that they had missed. Conversation varied to food then clothing
and even how to combat the blisters the sun produced on the younger
ones. How out of placed I was. Alan and Martin were aware of this and tried
to rescue me with claims of promises of food and ice cream.

"What a wonderful father you are. I can see your boys have your full
attention."

We did get ice creams but after the boys had got some soothing cream. They
called it after sun. I sent them to get it because I would not have known
what to ask for or even where to go. I know it seemed to be expensive but
considering they were going a nice shade of Pink something had to be
done. We had been at the fair for 3 hours so I had not expected them to be
caught by the sun so quickly. Cream and shirts were replaced. The trip back
to the car was much slower than when we got there. It was late afternoon so
we took a slow ride home stopping at a nice restaurant to finish the day on
a good meal.

With a good meal deep inside us the rest of the way home was very nice.
The boys spoke of the fair. All the rides they went on and how they were
glad the restaurant was at the end or they would have been sick at a very
awkward time. As soon as we got home each boy spent some time telling his
parents just what had happened. I was pleased that they both had such a
good time. The parents comments of that I was spoiling there sons to much
was heard but ignored and laughed at. "The boys did so much work it was a
good way for them to let off steam."

"My back has stopped burning Simon."

I looked at both boys. The pink skin was going brown and the smell of the
cream was very powerful. I suggested that they might get a shower so that
when they went to bed they would be cool and they would not smell like they
did.

One by one the boys took their showers. It was good to know that they saw
the value of being clean. I took the time to wash up the things we had
taken disposing all the food that was not eaten. This consisted of 2
biscuits and a bag of sweets, which we all hated. The clothing all went
into the washing machine to be done overnight. I was just finishing when I
realised that the boys had already gone to bed. I thought about a nightcap
but decided that the long drive was just as good to promote sleep. I took a
quick shower then locked up. I was all prepared to go to bed but was not
ready for what was waiting. The boys were there but the brown skins looked
great against the white sheets.

Both boys were in the boxers that they wanted to wear. Alan was wearing a
pair that seemed so big. Martin was wearing a pair that looked so much like
the bottoms of leotards.

"I thought I would sleep in the single bed tonight. I wondered if you might
like to be alone?"

"Simon you cannot be in there."

"No Simon. After what Alan and I have for you will have to change your
mind."

So the boys had a plan. I looked at them. They both had at this very moment
the one thing that a boy lover needed. Do you realised that for the first
time I had openly thought of myself in those words. I was a boy lover. I
smiled when I wondered if the boys were men lovers?

"Simon please just stay for a while. Just to see if you have what you
want."

I sat at the bottom of the bed while Alan came to me.

"Simon we have had this secret all day. We both heard what you said this
morning so we have done something about it."

I hate secrets but this was annoying. I had known what I said regretting it
all day. I know children have good memories but being that the boys did not
forget made me unhappy.

"Simon will you help us undress so that we are ready for bed?"

I looked down feeling a smile across my face. I reached up to Martin. He
got up and came towards me.

"Simon this is for you. I want you to know that I love you. I have never
told anyone face to face. I have done something to prove it to you."

I could feel his shorts were to big for him so I just tugged them
down. Alan came to me and opened the bow. I slipped his down. I was about
to tidy up when the boys just fell back on my bed.

I looked once then again. I could not believe what I saw. The sheet had
been removed so that all I could see was the boys naked. The difference was
that tonight they both did not have any hair where they once had some last
night. The fluff over their legs and arms was all gone while the hairs over
their penises was nowhere to be seen. The skin beneath was so smooth that
they both looked like boys in babies skin.

"We both shaved each other with some cream in the shower. We wanted to
surprise you. We both were so sorry that we have grown skin. When you grow
then you shave it off. Well to show you that we can be boys that you like
we did the same. Do you approve Simon?"

I took each boy in turn to touch the completely hairless skin. What last
night was a peach was today a plum. Standing each in turn I ran my hands
over as much as I could touch. Through the pleasure that I could feel was
the overwhelming sounds of "I prefer boys that have no hair."

Just to prove that they cared they both had removed the offending items.  I
was beginning to feel very strange. For just a moment I realised that I had
maybe forced the boys to do what they never would have done for anyone
else. All the thoughts that they never would have been thinking rushed
through my mind. What if their parents saw them naked for whatever reason
and saw that the hair they once had had gone? The doctors who did the
medicals? How could they explain it?

I agree that my thought's were going over the top but when both boys said
that only when they had games in their respective schools would anyone
notice, that was of course if they had been looking closely before. I came
over all-lightheaded. It was the easiest thing to do. I collapsed onto the
pillows taking both Alan and Martin with me. Each boy was doing what he
wanted to me and I was just letting him. Each took a turn in stroking me
till I was firm and erect. Knowing that they both were very unsure I
watched them take tentative steps towards my erection. Alternative kisses
followed by the soft sucking actions when there lips covered me.

When one boy did his thing I happily took the other, I needed to be in
contact with that hairless skin. I tugged at the locks all over their heads
that brought them to me. It was a wonderful experience to have. When the
time came for both boys to lay against me with a leg crossed over each of
mine. The sensations that went through me were of a different kind.

I wanted these boys. I wanted who they were and what they had become. Each
boy had a different way in treating the side they were on. I wanted so much
to take over yet my instincts told me just to lye still.

I used my fingers to trace a line then circles over the back of each boy. I
noted what made them shiver. They seem to lift closer to my head when I did
this and the boys were almost rubbing their excitements over the thigh of
me. Martin did seem anxious to get something from me. It was when his kiss
lasted longer than before, when he slipped between my legs prone upon the
bed. Alan could feel the intrusion but was not going to be left out. He was
soft and silent in his moves. He ignored Martin and I. We were to bust
trying to examine each others throat with our tongues all the while he had
begun pushing against me.

Alan moved behind his friend. Taking one of his fingers he searched for
that small pink hole to try and explore the nether regions that he now had
a view of.

The finger touched his friend. How do I know? Well Martin almost pushed me
through the bed. His head tried to reach up but the magnet, known as my
lips, drew him back to where he was most comfortable.

"I am going to push it in Martin keep still."

I expected some for of no do not do it, but there was nothing except the
look and groan that told me it was in.

How I wanted to see this. How I wanted to see a friend seal something with
another. How I wanted to see how he was going to do it but all I got was a
grinding of the hips combined with the head moving back then a soft
groan. I did try to reach back to feel Alan in action. Martin was becoming
more agitated as time went by.

"Two now."

The thought of two fingers was a shock yet I held Martin tight so that he
could not refuse. You might think this wrong. I did when it was all
over. Alan opened his friend's legs wider. Mine crossed them to hold the
position. Alan was creeping closer to Alan yet he was going in and out
faster than ever.

"Are you ready for me? We have never got this far but all you have to do is
say stop."

Alan moved against Martin. His thrust was in unison with Martin's

"I am in Martin."

"I know. I can feel you there."

I may have been there but I was just a spectator to the lovemaking that was
going on. Alan was fucking his friend without cry's of pain or protest. The
harder Alan pushed, getting closer to the climax, the harder I could feel
it against me.

The thrust's that started slowly became more urgent as time went on. I
could see Alan's hands pulling against the shoulders of Martin almost
lifting him away from me. When the climax happened Alan was almost upright
holding Martin against him. Both boys shuddered to a finish. I myself got a
shock when they both collapsed on to me. The different sounds that were
coming from each boy were conclusive to the fact that Alan had done what he
set out to do.

"Did you feel that Martin?"

Martin was taking deep breaths. The only words to come from him were "Yes."

I did feel a few drips from Alan while he came down from his high.

"You want to do it to me Martin?"

Martin looked at me with a smile. He lifted up allowing Alan to fall
against me. I held Alan tight thinking that would help. Martin took a
finger and tried to do the same to Alan as what had started all this
off. Alan had taken me so the hole was bigger. No need to say two fingers
as they were already inside. Martin was rushing. He aimed his penis and
thrust. It felt strange to have a hole that was not that tight. He thrust
quickly. Alan was smiling but happy that his friend was in him. It lasted
less than a minute before Martin shouted out words that meant nothing. Alan
thrust his bottom against Martin allowing the slap of skin to be heard all
through the bedroom. The moment the climax reached Martin Alan told him
first pushing back so that his friend could ram home his love.

I was witness to the fact that both boys were spent but very much in
love. Each penis was very red but well emptied. I had each boy by my sides
telling me exactly how it felt. Not uncommon but strange to hear and be
part of. Both boys reached across to feel me. They spoke as if they were
more interested in what they did to each other rather than what was going
on right at this moment to me.

When the talking stopped and they both had hold of me the stroking became
one. Both the hands, fingers entwined with each others, started to find the
right movements. I was overcome by the feelings. Both held tight while the
downward motion allowed the head to just peep out. Upwards they both
brought back the flesh so that I was covered. The moment I came it was like
a water chute. The seed covered them and me. I did not understand until it
was at an end just how much that meant to them.

"I think we should get cleaned up boys, don't you?"

I had a small bath but we all seemed to fit. The soap made us all very soft
to touch. I was happy to take each boys kisses. The hold that we had over
each other was strong. Martin was checked just in case. One very small
purple spot, apart from that he was fine. We spoke about taking things
easy. I guess that the boys had each other but I had my share. While they
slept against me I could not help but to think of Patch.

When I did get to sleep I was in awe at just how far the boys were prepared
to have gone with this stranger as such.

We were supposed to be getting up early the next day but we stayed just
where we were. I called Patch and was given the news that he would be free
from control of Measles's. I had a bit of time with each boy but the main
thin w4e discussed was taking a trip to the beach for a picnic the
following weekend. Both sets of parents agreed. It was to be something that
turned all our lives forever.


Part 5 of Looking For Answers The final chapter will follow.

Comments welcome but flames will be ignored and extinguished.

Do let me know if Chapter 5 is worth writing. I will do it but only if you
think it right.