Date: Sat, 31 Dec 2016 01:14:18 +0000
From: Qwik Lub <Qwiklub@hotmail.com>
Subject: Peeping Tom - 5 (Gay/ Adult-Youth)

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PEEPING TOM - 5

My phone rang. We had woken up late. Understandable after all the orgasms
and sucking and the wonderful experience of our first fuck.  Although it
was a really hot fuck, it was even more our first lovemaking. Still the
time was now after 8pm, almost 8:30pm. Even though it was a Friday night
and Tommy didn't have school the following morning some routines did not
vary. As my mind rose from the fog of bliss to see the clock I knew it
could only be one person calling. Tommy began to stir and I told him to
remain quiet, placing a finger on those sweet lips as I picked up the
cordless.

"Hello?"

"Hi Jim. It's Marge."  Just what I expected, and feared. How to explain
Tommy not being home for her nightly call? "I'm looking for Tommy and he's
not answering at home. Is he there by any chance?"  Ok, brain. This is the
moment of truth, or the moment of a really good lie.

"Um yes. Or no. I guess I mean sorta. He took Molly for a late walk."  I
was sure I sounded like a fool.

"Why was he late? Did he forget his responsibilities?", she asked.  Oh
great, now I'm getting him in trouble? I gotta fix this now.

"Oh please no, Marge. The fault is entirely mine. I took Molly to the vet
for her physical and grooming and went out for eats with an old friend
while she was there. So we had a lot of catching up to do. I lost track of
time and didn't remember to let Tommy know the schedule change. I should
have texted him, but I never got his number. He was waiting here when I
came back late with Molly and I felt so bad for making him wait I just let
him take her for a walk now since I pay him by the walk.  Not that Molly
minds I'm sure." Tommy was watching me intently, no doubt listening and
memorizing every detail in case his mom asked later. "They have been out
for awhile so I imagine he'll be bringing her home soon. I will let him
know you called and expect to hear from him."

"Tommy doesn't have a cell phone, so you couldn't have texted him anyway.",
Marge replied.

The words blurted from my mouth instantly. "Oh, then I should get him a
cell phone so we can stay in contact."

She answered without missing a beat. "That's very generous, but not
necessary, right now." There was a pause.  "It's ok, Jim. As long as I know
he's in good hands.  Bye bye."  I realized I had been holding my breath and
now I slowly exhaled. OK, crisis averted. Tommy was already moving to get
dressed. "Sorry, baby.  I don't mean to get you in trouble ever."

"I know, Daddy." Still half dressed he came over to give me a big hug and a
deep, soulful kiss.  Oh my gawd how I love this boy!  "I won't say anything
unless mom asks. Then I'll tell her the same things you told her."

"Thanks, baby boy. From now on I will make sure to set an alarm on my phone
to make certain we get you home well before your mom calls. The excuse I
gave tonight will only work once." Mentally I made a note that I had better
be ready to say where I ate just in case she questioned me later.

I escorted Tommy to my back door (my patio, you pervs!) with one hand on
his lovely ass and his arm around my waist.  We kissed again deeply and
Molly barked a 'good night'. Then Molly and I watched as Tommy ran off down
the hill and entered his house.  My mind went back over the whole
situation.  The sex was wonderful. Clearly Tommy was enjoying our
relationship as much as I was. I had a nagging thought in my mind that we
had to be more careful. All the same I wasn't going to let anything
interfere with our happiness.

Saturday morning arrived and I greeted it like a long lost friend. I
literally could feel the smile on my face as I awoke thinking of Tommy and
our obvious love for each other.  My grin got bigger, and so did my dick,
as I thought of his tender, sexy body. Molly and I went outside and I took
to my garden with a vengeance. Wonder if I should plant some vegetables
along with the flowers and start eating my own homegrown tomatoes, peppers
and cucumbers? Maybe I could give Marge some of my veggies to add to their
dinners?  Molly's excited barks broke me out of my reverie. Marge was
walking through the park up the hill and Tommy was beside her.

"Good morning Marge. Tommy." He greeted me with that sunshine smile, then
took to playing with Molly as she ran circles around him.

"Good morning Jim." Marge answered with the same smile Tommy displayed. I
gazed lovingly at Tommy and Molly playing. Then I became vaguely aware
Marge was also watching, but me, not them. "Is it too soon to call Molly
Tommy's dog too?", Marge asked. I chuckled at her suggestion. "After all
they do seem to quite enjoy each other. All of you do it seems." There was
something in her choice of words that caught my attention. I looked
directly at her and the look on Marge's face was slightly amused, and
slightly something else? She looked toward Tommy. "I bet Molly would love
for you to take her for a walk Tommy, or maybe a run." He may have
answered, or not. I didn't hear anything except alarms going off in my
head. But Tommy ran for the house with Molly on his heels, grabbed the
leash just inside the door and after clipping it to Molly's collar they set
off down the the park.  He looked back once as they moved off. I couldn't
read his expression fully, but he smiled. Whether at his mom, or me, or
both of us, I couldn't tell.  Marge settled into a lawn chair.  I did the
same. "You two have formed quite a close relationship." She said.

"Yes they have and I'm glad for it." I replied.

"I'm not talking about Tommy and Molly, although they seem very happy
too. I'm talking about Tommy and you." Marge turned to face me and her
eyes, Tommy's eyes, looked deep into my soul. I felt my face warm as I
blushed.

"Umm he is a w-w-wonderful boy. Umm. Y-young man. A-a-a-almost." I think I
was stuttering. I heard my blood rushing and my heart pumping.

"Yes he is. And he is the happiest he has been in his entire life.", Marge
said as she watched Tommy and Molly disappear around a corner at the bottom
of the hill. Her gaze turned back full force to me. "There is nothing more
important to me than Tommy's happiness. And right now his happiness is
dependent on you. Also Molly to a degree. But much more on you. He loves
you. Do you love him?"  I tried to reply. My mouth moved in kind of the way
fish do, just opening and closing without any sound. Marge spoke firmly,
bringing me over my shock, "Answer me."

"Yes, ma'am!" Yeah I went there in my old school reply. Marge was in
charge. I was on trial. And I thought back to the vague warning in my brain
during last night's phone call. She had figured me out and now I was facing
the consequences.

"Good!"  I was envisioning arrest and trial and the loss of freedom and
wondering who would take care of Molly.  Then Marge's simple reply finally
began to process in my mind.

"G-g-g-good?"  I was definitely stuttering now.

"Yes. I told you Tommy loves you and I know you know that. I'm his
mother. I've known he was gay since he was five. Mothers feel these
things. It was always only a matter of time before he fell in love with a
man. When he told me he was taking care of Molly and spending time at your
house that was the first clue. When I called home last night and Tommy
wasn't there I suspected he might be with you. This morning I only had to
see how you look at each other and I was convinced. It was cute that you
offered to by him a cell phone. By the way, you're a terrible liar!" Marge
laughed out loud.  The shock of that, and her words, brought a laugh out of
me also and I could feel the tension easing somewhat in my body. But I
still wasn't sure how much she knew or how much she would tolerate. It was
time for me to step up and do whatever I needed to stay with this lovely
boy. I returned my full gaze to hers.

"I can't imagine what you're thinking. I have no frame of reference. But I
will confess here and now I love Tommy more than anyone I have ever loved
on earth." I held eye contact even though inside I was still unsure where
this would lead. Maybe I had just pronounced my death sentence. "I never
thought I could be in this place. But I'm so greatful to have his love and
be able to give him mine. I apologize to you and Brad if I offend you. But
I love Tommy and I will never hurt him."  There. I said it. It was out in
the open.

Marge laid a hand on my arm. "That's what I thought. I just needed to see
the two of you together to confirm what I sensed. I can read gay guys from
a mile away.  I don't know whether you two are having sex yet, and I don't
really need to know. But I needed to know you love Tommy. I am fine with
that.  Brad is too. We've talked about it since Tommy was a toddler.  The
last thing you need to know is this. Brad and I are trusting you with our
son's heart. So you need to promise us the following. First, you will let
him choose the direction of your relationship. If he wants to continue or
become physical you will accommodate his wishes and make sure you both stay
healthy. Second, if he finds another lover you will allow him to explore
that relationship and never stand in his way. Third, and finally, you will
make sure that no one else ever knows what Tommy is doing. He will tell the
world when he is ready." I needed time to process what Marge was telling
me.  It was alot for me. For her part it seemed like she could have been
giving preflight safety instructions on an airplane.  (Place your tray
tables and dicks in their upright, locked positions.) My turn to try and
change the tables and ask her for info.

"W-why do you say you can read gay guys so easily? And why is Brad so
comfortable with me doing his son?"  Epic fail. If I could have face-palmed
at that moment I would have, however my brain shock at having outed the
true level of my activities with Tommy had me paralyzed. Marge laughed
again.

"You guys are all open books.  How do you think Brad spends 12 weeks at
sea?  He fucks men to keep himself satisfied. Don't get me wrong. When he
comes home our sex is fantastic. But I never deny him pleasure outlets when
he's working."  The look of pure satisfaction on Marge's face told me she
was telling the truth. Then her grip tightened on my arm. "Let's just be
clear. We are trusting you with our only child. Love Tommy and protect him,
and Brad and I will support and protect you. Hurt Tommy in any way, and we
will make a living hell of what remains of your shortened life." Marge's
eyes gave me a hint of deathstare. The image of a mother bear protecting
her cub flashed through my mind. Well then.  This was crystal clear to
me. I said nothing. No further words were necessary as we read each other's
eyes. Just then Tommy and Molly came strolling back up the park. "I'm glad
we had this conversation Jim." Marge's face was a glow of supreme
satisfaction. I was still processing the information that this woman and
her husband were greenlighting my relationship with their teenage son.  The
possibilities were mind boggling. Tommy and Molly reached us as Marge stood
up. "Hello again. Did you have a good walk?", she asked.

"Yes. Did you have a good talk?", Tommy replied. He fixed his eyes squarely
on his mother and I saw these two were cut from the same steel beam. Marge
held Tommy's look for a solid minute, then replied. "We had wonderful
visit." Marge glanced to the side to look at me. "I'm sure we're all on the
same page." She looked back at Tommy. "I'm going to go take care of some
errands and housework and get ready for work. Since it's Saturday, you can
stay as long as you like. Even overnight if that's ok with Jim and Molly."
Marge looked back at me again. "If that works for both of you." I felt as
if the heavens had opened and a divine light shone down on all of us. I
fixed my eyes on Marge's.

"My home is Tommy's home for as long as he likes and as long as I live." I
held her gaze and without shifting for a second I reached out my arm
closest to Tommy. He immediately came to my side and I embraced him. Still
looking at Marge I said, "You have my word. Now and always." Marge smiled
and started down the park back to her home. Tommy looked up at me with an
expression of wonder. "Welcome home baby boy.", I said. Tommy threw his
arms around my neck and kissed me. "Whoa there, baby! Your mom is good with
our relationship, but we don't want the neighbors to know. Let's keep all
our displays of affection indoors."

"I knew it! I knew it! As soon as we sat down to breakfast there was
something in the way she kept looking at me. And when she said we should go
visit you I just knew that she knows somehow." Tommy was speaking rapidly
now while pulling me toward the patio doors. Molly followed at our
heels. "I knew she wanted to talk to you alone when she told me to take
Molly for a walk. What did she say? She's ok with you being my lover? She
said I can spend the night!" It was strange to hear these words spoken out
loud and the enormity of what was happening made me a little light
headed. We got inside and closed the door. I sat down and Tommy stood
between my legs.  "This calls for a celebration!"

"Yes it does, baby boy. What do you want to do?"

"I want you to undress me." That gorgeous smile lit up again. Tommy could
have asked me to bunjee jump from the Empire State Building at that moment
and I would have done it even though I'm afraid of heights. I chuckled at
myself. I felt as much like a teenager in love as Tommy did. I lifted his
shirt and kissed his taut tummy. He giggled. I reached down and unlaced his
sneakers then pulled them off one at a time. Tommy rested a hand on my
shoulder to maintain his balance. Next I removed his socks. I marveled at
the perfect shape of his feet. I ran my hands up each smooth, well shaped
leg to his lean thighs and just under his shorts. Moving my hands outside
again I reached around to caress that perfect butt. Tommy lifted his
shirt. We both stared at the full bulge formed in his shorts. I could see
the waistband of his boxers clinging to his milky skin. He wasn't wearing a
belt so the shorts sagged some. The look was fine with me. I unbuttoned
then unzipped his shorts and lowered them around his ankles. His boxers now
formed a large tent. I traced my fingertip over the end of his pole at
first, then firmly grasped and squeezed his hardon through the thin
material. Tommy groaned and his knees started to buckle. I moved my other
hand back to his ass to steady him. He caught his breath after a few
seconds and stood up again. His eyes told me to keep going.  Hooking my
fingers into the waistband at both hips I slowly lowered his boxers. I took
my time as I revealed his soft, silky brown pubes and the hard shaft. When
the elastic finally released his hard cock it swung up to hit his abdomen
with a loud 'thwap!'. I bunched the boxers with his shorts and Tommy
stepped out of the clothing. Since I was bent over his beautiful boner was
right at eye level. A drop of precum clung right at the tip. I licked it
up. Tommy shivered, but didn't move. I stood up and pulled his shirt over
his head, then sat back down to drink in the sight of this gorgeous, naked,
horny boy. His green eyes flashed as he smiled back at me. "Now it's my
turn." Tommy knelt in front of me and began unbuttoning my shirt. When he
had it fully open he started running his fingers through the hair on my
chest. He hadn't done that before and I certainly didn't have a lot of
chest hair. It seemed like we were exploring each other for the first
time. Tommy removed my shirt and then my shoes and socks. Of course I was
hard as a rock by now. He squeezed me through my shorts with both
hands. Gawd did that feel great! He unbuckled my belt, lowered the zipper
and I raised my hips from the chair to make it easier to undress me. He
pulled my shorts and briefs off in a single motion. Tommy picked up all our
clothes off the floor, folded them and set them on the table. Damn, this
kid never ceased to amaze me. Marge and Brad had obviously done a great job
raising Tommy with good manners. Watching his nude body move across the
room and back with his stiff pointing the way had me mesmerized. Tommy sat
down on my right leg and pulled me into a deep kiss. Our tongues entwined
as we explored each other's mouth. I felt for his sex and Tommy opened his
legs so I could fondle him. "Now I want you to carry me to your bedroom so
we can shower together."  My young lover had a nice imagination too.  I
rearranged him over one shoulder in a fireman's carry and stood up to climb
the stairs. His hardon was trapped against my body and felt hot. Tommy
giggled again at this position. As I entered the bedroom I saw our
reflection in the mirror, his smooth young ass next to my head, his shapely
long legs wrapped in my arm. I reached to run my free hand over those
globes and he laughed again. "That tickles."I slowly let his body slide
down mine until he was on his own two feet again. We both looked at
ourselves in the mirror, naked lovers, man and boy. We smiled at our
image. I took him by the hand into my bathroom and started the shower. When
the water was right I stepped in and put Tommy in front of me. I took the
nozzle and wet him all over from head to toe then reversed our positions. I
began to soap him up. As wonderful as his skin felt normally, gliding my
hands over Tommy's wet, sudsy body was nirvana! He leaned back into me and
clasped his hands behind my neck. The wonderful scent of his wet hair
filled my nostrils as my hands went everywhere, more caressing than bathing
him. My soapy fingers traced through the fine whisps of armpit hair, then
over his chest to rub at his nipples. Tommy sighed deeply and I saw his
cock pulse a couple of times with his heartbeat. I continued down his
torso, pausing to finger his innie belly button and gently pulling at his
lovely pubes.  But I was careful around his rampant cock, not wanting him
to cum just yet. I knew we were building to something very special and I
wanted this to last.  I turned Tommy around and began soaping his
backside. This time he put his arms around my waist and clung tightly to
me, his head on my shoulder. I felt him rubbing his boner against my
leg. My hands continued their exploration of this young Adonis. I never
wanted to stop rubbing his rear. Tommy reached back and pulled his cheeks
apart. I knew exactly what he wanted and I slipped a couple of soapy
fingers into his bunghole. He put his arms back around me and quietly
moaned into my ear. It was sweet music. After a few minutes Tommy stood on
his tiptoes and began rubbing our hard dicks together, trapped between our
bodies.  The feeling was incredible. Resolving to stick to my plan I got
down on my knees to lather his thighs, calves and feet. Tommy knew I was
making him edge and he got me back as only a teenage boy could. He began
slapping his stiff dick against my face, laughing as he did.  Cheeky boy! I
stood up again and began rinsing him all over.

Once he was thoroughly rinsed, I switched our positions. Tommy took the
bodywash and began lathering me up with the same attention as I gave him. I
put my hands on my head so he could explore my armpits. I gasped as he
played with my nipples. working his way dopwn he knelt in front of me and
gave my hard cock and full balls a spa treatment. It took every ounce of
strength and resolve not to cum in his face. He took a long time stroking
my dick and his eyes told me he was enjoying my frustration. He reached
between my legs and began brushing then fingering my hole. I gasped out
loud and Tommy smiled. Taking the nozzle he rinsed me off. We were on the
same page, knowing what we both wanted. Stepping out of the shower I pulled
a couple of large bath towels from the linen closet. We tried to dry each
other at the same time and it turned into a battle at first. We laughed and
tickled each other staying hard all the while. I finally gave up and let
him towel me off. Tommy returned the favor. He jumped into my arms again
and whispered in my ear. "Now it's time for you to take me to bed and make
love to me. Deep and hard daddy." No way was I gonna disappoint this
angel. My hands clenched his butt and we kissed as I manouvered us back
into the bedroom.  I laid Tommy on the bed as our kisses grew more
passionate, our dicks grinding together. I pushed his legs up until his
knees were next to his ears. My eyes locked in on that fantastic pink boy
pussy and my tongue went for it like a guided missle. Tommy gripped his
legs behind his knees and roared as I assaulted his asshole.  "Oh Shit!
YEEESSSSSS!  Eat me daddy!." I was relentless as I lapped at Tommy's
asshole. I spent an eternity driving my tongue deep inside my boy. By now
he was screaming, "Fuck me daddy!" I wondered if the neighbors could hear.
Not that it mattered. Well yes Marge's rules were very fresh in my mind,
but I wanted to please my boy. I stood up and looked down on my little
lover, holding his legs up with his knees at his ears, pink boy pussy
shining with my copious saliva, a look of deep lust and love in his eyes,
waiting for me to mount him. I spit into my hand and wet my dick then
placed the head at my boy's sweet hole. "Yes daddy.  Fuck me please. Fuck
me hard." Anything my baby wants, my baby gets. Adding some more spit to my
hard dick I pushed forward into my boy. I was amazed once again as Tommy
opened himself to me. I was able to move steadily inside until I was balls
deep. "Oh daddy!" Tommy grabbed my head and locked his mouth on mine, his
tongue assaulting my mouth. I felt his hot hole gripping my big dick, This
was heaven! I began thrusting in and out of my boy, building a steady
rhythym. After all the foreplay I knew I couldn't last long, but my mind
registered every second of time with my lover.  I rose up to watch the sexy
youth beneath me. Looking at Tommy holding his legs back to his ears and
letting me plow his fine young ass sent me over the edge. I got back on the
bed on my knees and began jackhammering that sweet teen ass. Tommy came in
thick jets of jizz that reached his hair this time. His ass gripped my cock
in spasms and I flooded his ass in response. Fucking amazing!  I collapsed
onto the bed and curled my cum covered lover into my arms. No words were
necessary as we embraced.