Date: Sat, 4 Aug 2012 21:57:49 -0400
From: Mike Yonge <myonge1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mr Harvey Ahmed and I

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Chapter 1:

When I was young from about grade one or two, my family were friends with
another family, the Harvey's who had a son Jessie.  They lived next door.
He and I were friends for many years. We never stopped being friends I
guess. But you know how it is.  We went off to school going our separate
ways, and over the years never really saw a lot of each other.

So as you are probably figuring out by now this is not about Jessie and me.

When we were about thirteen or so we of course discovered the amazing
things that were happening to our bodies and we of course compared notes.
We did the old `you show me yours and I'll show you mine' thing.  But then
that was as far as it went.  Jessie made it very clear very quickly after
that, that he was not interested in anymore... at least not in a boy to boy
sexual way.  I was interested but he definitely not and I somehow knew even
that young to back off.  We were still friends but that part of us was not
talked about.

Where this story actually kicks off is when I was fourteen my parents
decided to go on a 15th anniversary cruise.  It was for one week.  I was to
stay with the Harvey's.  That was great.  The Harvey's over the years had
become like an Aunt and Uncle to me.  Jessie and I often slept over at each
other's houses.

So Mum and Dad dropped me off and went on their cruise.

Now you have to understand some thing about where we lived at the
time. Both our fathers worked for the CNR (Canadian National Railway). We
lived in a small Northern Ontario railroad community.  There was a nursing
station there operated by a nurse.  She was actually more like a Nurse
practitioner, except that, at that time there was no such designation.  If
anything serious happened you were ambulanced or airlifted out by
helicopter to Sudbury a four hour drive away.  It was nice little town, it
just didn't have a lot of the amenities.  My folks drove to Sudbury
actually to catch their flight to take them to the cruise start.

Anyway that was just to set the stage so you will understand why things
happened the way they did.

Mum and Dad left on Saturday morning.  That afternoon; Jessie started to
complain about some stomach aches and not feeling good.  By supper time he
had a significant fever and was in a lot of pain.  Aunt Marg ( as I called
her) took him to the nurses station about 6:30.  Not ten minutes later she
called home in a panic that the nurse strongly suspected appendicitis and
had called for the helicopter.

Mr. Harvey obviously was upset.

"I can go home. " I said.  "I can stay by myself" I didn't know what was
wrong but I knew it was serious.

He smiled grimly at me, and shook his head.

"Marg go with Jessie.  I'll take care of Marty here.. You call me as soon
as you can.  Tell Jessie I love him."

"You should go Mr. Harvey."  (Don't ask. I always called Mrs. Harvey, Aunt
Marg but Jessie's Dad was always Mr. Harvey to me).

"No, that is good of you to offer Marty" he said putting his hand on my
shoulder "but someone needs to stay with you.  Jessie will be alright with
his Mom"

We cleaned up from supper.  We then walked over to the Nurses Station to
pick up the car that Aunt Marg had left there.  We talked to the Nurse to
get her thoughts.  She figured that it was going to be ok but it was
serious.  Jessie would probably be in the hospital for a few days.

Back at the house Mr. Harvey put a video.  This was in the early days of
VCR.  I think we watched ET.  Anyway about 8:30/9 the phone rang.  It was
Aunt Marg with an update.  Jessie had been taken to St Joseph's in Sudbury
and they had operated right away.  The Nurse had been right it was his
appendix and they had gotten it before it could rupture.  So that was a
good thing.

When Mr. Harvey got off the phone he was clearly relieved and became much
more relaxed.  He quickly called the nurse to give her an update and his
thanks for her quick thinking.

When he hung up again I said.  "So Jessie is going to be alright?"

My Harvey sat down beside me on the chesterfield and threw his arm over my
shoulder. "Yeah it looks like it Marty.  It looks like it"

"That's good.  I was worried"

We watched the rest of the movie.  It was now coming on 10:00.  So Mr
Harvey said: "You brought some PJs with you Marty?"

"Yeah Mom made me pack them, but I don't usually wear them... they're too
hot."

He laughed lightly.  "Yeah I know what you mean.  Well how about you get
changed for bed, but if you like just wear the bottoms and come back out
here.  I have another video I want to watch, we can watch it together
before bed."

I ran off to Jessie's room to changed.  You have to understand at this
point I was still a complete innocent.  I stripped down to my jockeys and
put on my PJ pants.  Then I ran back out to the living room.

Mr Harvey was in the kitchen.  He had the corn popper out and was making a
batch of popcorn.  What surprised me was that he too had changed and was
like me in PJ bottoms.

"Be right there" he called.  The delicious smell of corn popping emanated
from the kitchen.  I settled down on the couch again, where I had been
sitting before.

A few minutes later he came in with a large bowl of pop corn, which he set
down on the coffee table in front of us and a couple bowls for us to use.
He looked me over and smiled, furrowed his brow and asked.

"You still got your undies on under there?"

I nodded.  I remember thinking that was an odd question.

"Well no wonder you feel hot in your PJs man.  Go back.  Get rid of the
undies and come back.  You always go commando in PJs."  He chuckled.  Then
he added "See?  I don't have any on either."  He pulled down the front of
his to show that indeed he had nothing on under there.

I know I blushed but I was intrigued.  Mr Harvey was a moderately hairy
man.  I had seen him in swimming trunks often enough over the years.  The
hair on his chest and torso was not sort of random like you see on many
hairy men.  His was contained to the centre of his chest, "feathering out"
from around his nipples.  It also narrowed down some as it went down his
torso stopping just about his belly button.  It continued below his belly
button as a narrow strip ... I never saw what happened below his waistband.
That night for the first time he showed me with that quick move that the
hair (as I now know it to be `the treasure trail') continued on `south'.

I hurried back to Jessie's room and got rid of the jockeys and went back
commando in my PJs, and a little aroused.

He smiled at me as I returned.  He was sitting fairly close to the spot I
had been sitting in.  He patted the seat for me to sit down.

"A friend of mine gave me this video a while ago.  I've never had a chance
to watch it, don't even know what it's about.  All he said was `don't let
your wife see this'" Mr. Harvey looked at me.  "So can you keep a secret
Marty?  This might be a little bad and I wouldn't want either of us to get
into trouble for watching it if it is.  So you can't tell anyone OK?" He
smiled with a conspiratorial sort of smile.  Like this was something
between him and I, something special.  So I grinned and nodded.

"Great" he said , `skooshing' a little closer.  He pointed the remote at
the VCR and the video sprang to life.

After the normal, or normal seeming credits, though I didn't recognize any
of the companies or actors names scrolling across the screen, the first
images of the movie "Me and Mr Jones" flashed up.  It seemed innocent
enough.  There was a young lad about my age in a kitchen getting a glass of
water.  The door bell rang and he went to answer it.  He opened the door to
a man about Mr Harvey's age, in his mid thirties, and totally gorgeous.
There wasn't much of a story line but the gist of what I was seeing was
that the man was clearly coming on to the kid.  I could feel myself getting
warm and aroused by it.

It wasn't long before the man took hold of the boy and kissed him on the
mouth.  I know I gasped but I was already now well aroused.  Mr Harvey
muttered "Wow" I think or something like that.  He was sitting real close,
but the way I was feeling it felt good to have him there.  His arm was
draped over my shoulder; with his hand I now felt lightly just rubbing my
left nipple.  We just watched the video in silence.

I know I was leaking precum like mad and from the glances I made to Mr
Harvey's crotch he was doing the same.  When I saw the man crouch down in
front of the boy and take his cock into his mouth, I felt a shock of
electricity shoot through my groin.  It looked so hot.  The boy moaned out
loud with pleasure and I think I did too...

I was so sure I did that I looked up at Mr Harvey who smiled at me and
pulled me closer to him, sending another electric shock through me.

"You ok Marty, do you want me to turn it off?"

"No, I'm ok."  I mumbled.  I was finding myself a little short of breath
though.

In pulling me closer I was now sort of laying on Mr Harvey's shoulder.  His
hand from the arm that was over my shoulder was now on my belly, fingers
kind of spread.  My one arm was between us and rather of uncomfortable so
he sat up a bit and had me take my arm out and resting on his abdomen.  I
don't think that either of us took our eyes off what was happening on the
video.

After the boy clearly came in an amazing orgasm, it was his turn to take
the man's cock in his mouth.  The man had a beautiful piece.  I wondered
what Mr Harvey's looked like.  As I thought that I know I blushed but I
also wanted to see it and I so wanted to do what the boy in the video was
doing.  I watched as the man's hard cock slid in and out of the boy's mouth
until the man groaned and filled the boy with his cum.  It was so awesome,
I almost came right there and then.

Mr Harvey was kind half lying rather than sitting on the couch, he had put
his feet up on the coffee table.  My arm was across his belly, my elbow
bent.  My hand was actually right on the waist band of Mr Harvey's PJs.  I
know I was so aroused by the video and thoughts about the man beside me
that I hardly noticed that in a quick move he had flipped the top of his
PJs over my fingers so that my hand was now in his pants.  I suddenly felt
the hair that made up the treasure trail and the bush right above his cock.
If I wasn't aroused before, I almost exploded right then.

He bent his head to my ear and whispered.  "Go ahead Marty touch it.  I
really want you too."  Saying that he gently guided my hand down, putting
it on top of his beautiful manhood.  My fingers curled around it.  I
automatically started to gently stroke it.  It felt so hard and solid.  I'm
sure I could feel the blood pulsing in it's veins.

"Yeah that's it.  It feels so nice Marty."  Mr. Harvey moaned softly.

I looked up at him.  His head lay back his eyes were closed.  He had this
look and smile of complete satisfaction on his face.

I glanced at the screen the boy was on his knees sucking on the man's cock.
I slipped off the chesterfield.  Mr Harvey I guess anticipating what I was
doing took his feet of the coffee table and spread his legs.  I knelt
between them.  He slid his pj's down exposing himself to me.  The whole
thing was done without a word being spoken between us.

Mr. Harvey just kind of cocked his head with a question in his eyes.  I
smiled up at him in answer.  I was so horny at this point, I was in
autopilot.  I knew ... yes knew, that wanted to have this man in my mouth.
I opened my mouth and let him slide in.

Behind me from the video I could hear the man groaning and above me as his
cock filled my mouth with hard flesh I heard Mr Harvey groan as well.
"Ohhhnnn Marty my boy, that is so good, so fucking good my boy"

His hips were slowly rocking back and forth setting the rhythm of my love
making.  From the second that I tasted his precum as his cock entered my
mouth I knew that this was so right for me.  I wanted it never to end.  I
couldn't get enough of his penis.  Even though at points I found myself
gagging when it hit the back of my throat, I just pulled back a bit..  It
felt so good in my mouth.  It tasted so good.  The texture on my tongue was
exquisite.  I didn't know it at the time but I was a born cocksucker.  It
was so right.

It didn't take long for Mr Harvey to go over the top.  The man on the video
let out that loud groan as he came and seconds later Mr Harvey grabbed my
head and humped his hips up.  He too groaned out loud "OOOOHHHNNN
FUUUUUCK!"  I felt my mouth filling with his hot cum.  I could feel his
cock muscles with my tongue pulsing as my mouth filled.  A little too late
I realized that I should be swallowing.  I did start to swallow but a fair
portion of the cum dribbled down my chin.

I continued to suck and eat what I found to be a most delicious elixir.  I
loved it from the first time I ever had it (my own) and always have.  His
was fantastic and there was a lot to be had.

When he finally pulled me off him, the video was finished.  He pulled me up
facing him on his lap.  "Thank you so much Marty.  That was so good" he
whispered to me.

He kissed me and when his tongue came knocking I opened eagerly to him.  He
swept my mouth, sucking the remains of his cum from my tongue.  We kissed
for several minutes.  I could feel him hardening up again.  I know I was
rock hard by now.

"Just a minute" he said presently.  He pointed the remote and turned off
the VCR and TV.  Then still holding me close to him he stood up.  I wrapped
my legs around him.  We kissed deep and long just standing there for a
moment or two.  Then he turned and carried me to his bedroom.

Coming to the foot of the bed he got on it, kneeling, still holding me.
Moving up the bed like this till he thought it was far enough he then lay
me down, my head on the pillow.  He smiled and kissed me tenderly, then
backing slightly between my legs, bent down and took my aching cock in his
mouth.  My hips shot up at the feel of his hot wet lips.  "Oh fuck" I
thought "So this is what it feels like" It was no more than seconds I'm
sure, I was so aroused, before I was shooting cum deep in to his mouth and
throat.  "Ohhhnnnn Mr Harvey!"  It was my turn to groan out my passion .

I wrapped my legs around him, as he emptied me and drank my love.

He lay back up beside me.  I lay my head on his shoulder.  "Oh Mr Harvey
that was awesome, I didn't want it to end."

"Me either my boy, thank you so much."  He said kissing me gently.

He looked over at the bedside clock.  "I guess we had better get some
sleep, it's after midnight"

He pulled a cover over us and I snuggled up to him and fell asleep in his
arms.