Date: Sat, 23 Feb 2002 16:20:54 -0500 From: Tom Cup <tom_cup@hotmail.com> Subject: Tommy Series (Mr. Steel - Revised) Chapter 3 Copyright 2000, 2001, 2002 by the Paratwa Partnership: A Colorado Corporation. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic or mechanical, except in the case of reviews, without written permission from the Paratwa Partnership, Inc, 354 Plateau Drive, Florissant, CO 80816 This is a fictional story involving alternality sexual relationships. If this type of material offends you, please do not read any further. This material is intended for mature adult audiences. Names, characters, locations and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. ************************************************************************ Tommy By Tom Cup Part I Mr. Steel CHAPTER 3 I woke to find Mr. Steel standing naked at the little stove making grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. My whole body felt like it was wrapped in a warm glow. I slipped quietly out of bed, came up behind him, and press my warm naked body close to his. "Mmmmmm," he moaned, "You hungry?" "Yup!" I replied, "I could eat a horse." We went out to the deck to eat. Mr. Steel explained that no one would see us out there naked because we were in the center of 40 acres. The cabin, the lake and the surrounding land belonged to him. After lunch we went skinny dipping in the lake. Feeling the cool water on my skin and then the heat of Mr. Steel's body kept me excited. After splashing and playing around for a while we hugged and kissed at the side of the lake as the sun warmed our naked bodies. Around 3:30 Mr. Steel suggested that we get dressed and grab the fishing gear from the side of the cabin. He said that it would start getting cooler and the fish would start to bite in an hour or so. We went back to the cabin and chatted and laughed a lot. As I was looking for my shoes I called out, "Mr. Steel, I can't find my shoes." Mr. Steel called me over and I sat on his lap as he sat in his armchair. "Look," he said, "Since we're lovers and all... do you think you could call me Ron? I mean when we're alone at least?" Hearing him call us lovers made my cock get hard and my ass quiver. It made me feel that good. "Sure... Ron," I said. And we kissed deeply. We arrived at the dock near the southeast side of the cabin just before sunset. The sky was a beautiful shade of purple and red mixed with orange and blue. Ron told me that in the city the lights block out most of the colors of sunset as well as most of the light from the stars. He then taught me how to bait the hook and cast the line. It didn't take long before I felt a slight tug on the line. It startled me; Ron and I laughed out loud. We caught five trout that night. Ron taught me how to clean and dress them. We took them back to the cabin where Ron wrapped three for me to take home. The other two he fried with garlic and butter. Boy was it ever good! We cleaned up our dishes and lay on the bed together in each other's arms We fell asleep like that and woke just before sunrise. Looking into each other's eyes, we began to kiss. I was so horny. Ron slowly undressed me and I paid attention to every feeling I was having. I didn't want to forget any of it. Finally I was lying naked on the bed. He kissed me and stood up to undressed himself. When he removed his pants, I stared at his wonderful cock with its bright red knob. It curved slightly up with a mound of rich curly brown pubic hair. I looked down at my crotch and played with the newly introduced growth of hair there. Ron smiled, bent down, and began to lick my cock and balls. I closed my eyes and took in all the wonderful feelings of his tongue on my balls and cock and belly button and nipples. When, he came up and kissed me, I could taste myself on his lips. I reached down and took his cock in my hand. He moaned and rolled over on his back. I immediately took his cock in my mouth. I rolled my tongue around his beautiful red knob, kissing and sucking it gently. Then I worked it up and down in my mouth, causing him to shudder just a bit. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft; and tongued his balls, before moving back to the shaft and taking his head into my mouth once again. Mr. Steel repositioned himself and began to suck my cock while fingering my ass. For the first time I realized that my hole was a bit sore from the fucking the day before. But he worked it slowly and soon the soreness was replace by an anxiousness to have more of him inside of me. The attention of his finger and tongue were pushing me closer to orgasm. He continued to slide his finger in and out of my ass. He moved it around in circles while his tongue swirled around my cock. I let his cock slide out of my mouth and exclaimed, "Oh God!" He stopped and let his finger slide out of my ass. "Roll over baby," he said and I did. I felt him position himself over me as I lay on my belly. "I'm a little sore," I said. "I know,' he replied, "I'll go slow." And he did. The soreness had all but disappeared and I accepted his cock as it slowly sunk into my ass. When he was finally completely in, he reached around and began to stroke my cock. He made a rhythm of it. As he would push into my ass, he would stroke down on my cock; and as he would pull out of my ass, he would stroke up. He was pumping me in and out, up and down. I ground my ass back on his cock and eagerly fucked his hand. The pumping of my ass and cock finally took control of me and I screamed, "Oooh God, I can't take it anymore! I'm gonna cum right now!" "Go ahead, baby," he said. Violently my ass clamped down on his cock and my cock stiffened and I began cumming into Mr. Steel's pumping fist. "Yes!" he exclaimed and pumped my orgasming ass with his own love juice. ************ After breakfast Ron took me out on the lake in the small boat he had tied on the right end of the dock. He paddled the boat lazily as I lay on his lap. He asked me about Keith. I told him about how I spent time with him and that we had become sort of best friends. "Oh," he said. "Not like you and me," I responded, "I mean we do fool around sometimes but his mother is always there. Besides, you know I love you." Mr. Steel smiled and let the boat drift on its own. "Hey, you should have friends you own age too. No one wants a kid your age sending too much time with a guy my age." I thought about it and agreed. "You know," Mr. Steel said, "You can invite him to come along next time. It's not like I haven't seen you two together." We both laughed but I said, "No, I like it when it's just you and me." Mr. Steel laughed. "You mean you like having both of us just to yourself!" Again we laughed. I turned, hugged, and kissed him until we both fell in to the lake. We swam to the edge of the lake with Ron tugging the boat along. We secured it and walked back to the cabin for a change of clothes. "Really," Ron said, "you can invite Keith. I'll stay out of the way and you can have some private time together." I thought about it and wondered if he was trying to get rid of me or was tired of me.... or what? I was quiet for a long time before Mr. Steel stopped at the deck of the cabin and said, "I'm not trying to pawn you off or anything. I really do love you and hope we will be together forever but..." "Do you want me to break it off with Keith?" I asked. "No, no," he replied, "I just want you to be happy. I can share you and still love you. You know what I mean?" I nodded slowly. "OK," he said, "You think about it and remember that I'll support whatever you decide to do." I ran into his arms and hugged him. We then talked about how things would have to go when we got back. I hated thinking about going home. It was as if the weekend had changed me. I wanted to live with him. But he was right. We really had to talk about it. We decided to try and get my Mom to let me mow Mr. Steel's lawn on Wednesday afternoons. That way, we would always have at least some time together. After that, we decide to spend the rest of our time together in the cabin. We lay on the bed and held each other. I sobbed a little with my head buried deep in Mr. Steel's chest. ************ It was 3:45 when we stopped a few blocks from my house and parked off a side street out of view. "What can I do to make it up to you?" Mr. Steel asked. "I'm OK," I said, "I'm just gonna miss you. This was the best weekend of my life." Ron smiled and said, "I really want to take you home with me, you know. Or run away with you to some deserted island." I smiled and responded, "Let's go!" Then we both laughed. I quickly kissed him. He held me tight. When I got home, Mom hugged me and thanked Mr. Steel -- it seemed like a thousand times -- for putting up with me. He said a thousand times how it really was no trouble at all. When he told her what a fine boy I was, I had a hard time not just breaking out in laughter at the fun of it all. Mom was really surprised by the trout we brought home and said we would have them for dinner -- trout Almondine I think is what she said. It was good but I liked eating Mr. Steel's trout better. Mr. Steel told Mom about his lawn and how he didn't have time to take care of it himself. He told her that he would pay me to do it but Mom said she wouldn't here of it. She said that if he wouldn't mind spending some time with me then I would only be paying my own way. They laughed and I thought that I would burst for joy! After Mr. Steel left, Mom told me that Keith had called twice and that he wanted me to call him. ************************************************************************ You'll find my newest writings at http://tomcup.iscool.net. I also recommend visiting these sites: Boyztown - Gay Pictures and Stories http://www.boyztown.net Girlztown - Lesbian Pictures and Stories http://www.girlztown.net Eroscities - Featuring the writings of Richard Dean http://www.eroscities.com Alternative Lifestyles of Youth - Advice, commentary and Youth Related Stories http://www.anysexuality.com All my best, Tom Cup "Why is it that the words we write for ourselves are so much better than the words we write for others?" Sean Connery as William Forrester in the film "Finding Forrester."