Date: Wed, 6 Mar 2013 17:34:05 -0500 From: kyle garter <livinglife19@hotmail.com> Subject: Witness Protection -- Chapter 3 All the usual disclaimers apply: +This is my first story. It is my work and you may not reproduce it without my permission. +This story is a work of fiction. If you think it is real, you have a very active imagination. +Do not read this story if you live in an area where it is illegal to do so. +Scenes of sexual activity between an adult male and non-adults are represented. Do not read further if this offends you. +Please do not imitate the actions portrayed herein - the author cannot accept responsibility for any actions promoted by this story. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html +Please consider a financial donation to Nifty at the link above. If you would like to get in touch, please e-mail me at: livinglife19@hotmail.com +Flames will be ignored. Witness Protection - Chapter 3 It was 6:33 pm when I awoke. I'd slept two hours, and I felt groggy but rested. As I started to wake up and recognize my surroundings, I realized that I was being groped. I opened my eyes to find Jeremy exploring my very hard penis through my boxer briefs. It felt wonderful, and I let him enjoy the exploration a little longer. I'm not huge, but I'm not small either. I have a nice, thick, seven inch penis, and every inch was being groped by a small, exploring hand. A noticeable wet spot appeared on the cotton material of my boxer briefs. Although I wanted this to continue, I figured I should stop it. When I had fallen asleep, both boys had been on the other bed watching television. Now, Kyle was asleep on the other bed, and the television was off. The lowering sun illuminated the scene before me through the crack in the rust-colored curtains. Both boys had stripped down to their briefs, and Jeremy was in my bed exploring my rock hard penis. I playfully whispered, "What are you doing Jeremy?" Looking up at my face, he replied, "You felt mine before I went back to sleep this morning, so I wanted to feel yours." That was true even though I thought he had been asleep. I let him continue awhile longer while keeping an eye out to make sure Kyle was still sleeping. Damn, it felt so good. "Yours is really big," Jeremy whispered as he continued rubbing it. I told him that it was big compared to his because I was a grown up. I thought I should tell him it was wrong of him to play with it, but the feelings racing through my body wouldn't let me. Plus, I wouldn't be screwing Heather for over a month, and I needed some kind of thrill in the interim period. Staring at his bulging Spiderman briefs, I asked him if he was having fun. Assuring me that he was, I reached over and felt his hard little penis through his briefs. Even through the fabric, I could feel the way the foreskin slid across his small head. It excited me; I could not deny that. Taking his hand off of my raging cock, I got up to head towards the bathroom. Looking back across the bed, I saw a sad and confused look on his face. I nodded my head and motioned for him to follow me. He lit up like Christmas, and quietly exited the bed. When we were both in the bathroom, I closed the door and locked it. This was a crossroads for me. If I went any further, I could be in serious trouble if I got caught. Deep down, I knew that I shouldn't, but he seemed to want it as much as I did. We would learn and explore together. I sat on the commode seat as Jeremy came to me. I asked him if he wanted to do it some more, and he eagerly nodded his head yes. I told him it would have to be our secret, and he agreed. Looking at his cute face, I knew it was time for more and that this boy could be trusted. Looking down, I took in the sight of his hairless chest, tiny waist, and tented Spiderman briefs. Pulling him closer, I put my hands on the sides of his briefs and slowly lowered them. With a pop, his small boner popped straight up against his pubic bone as the waistband cleared his penis. It was about two inches in length when hard, and two tiny marble-sized balls sat in his little sack which was barely noticeable below his little, hard shaft. The head of his penis was entirely covered in foreskin that clung tightly to the little helmet underneath. I was enthralled with the beauty of the whole package, and it added to the incredible overall beauty of the boy. Jeremy was smiling as I looked up at his face. He knew that he was on display, and my huge smile told him I approved of every inch of him. "You are beautiful Jeremy," I said as I reached out to take his small penis in my hand. He quickly responded with, "Can I see yours?" I said, "Sure buddy" as I stood and prepared to lower my boxer briefs. He asked if he could take them off me, and I gladly obliged. His small hands on the sides of my waist felt perfect. The wet spot on the front of my boxer briefs was obscenely large as was the bulge. I had never felt so hard in all my life. He quickly lowered my underwear and my throbbing boner sat just inches from his wide-open eyes. "Wow," was all Jeremy could manage. I grinned while thinking that it must look huge to him even if it was only slightly above average. Jeremy tentatively reached out and took my shaft in his hands. I was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum as he explored all of my length. At the same time, I was working my hand along his much smaller penis while paying particular attention to the skin on the head. Jeremy asked if the pre-cum was pee. I explained that it was not pee, but something that adults make called pre-cum. I told him it happened because I liked him so much. He smiled and told me he liked me a lot as well. Looking in the bathroom mirror, we were quite a sight to see. I, taller and definitely a man, was standing across from the shorter, hairless, adorable boy. The height difference and physical differences were so noticeable. I could see the reflection of his small hands exploring my penis as my hand explored his much smaller organ. It was if I was watching a movie that I was starring in. It got me hotter and closer to some much needed relief. I removed Jeremy's hands for a moment to show him how to do a stroking motion on my penis. He caught on quickly and I soon felt my load bubbling up from my low-hanging balls. I asked him if he knew what cum was or about guys shooting loads. He said he did not, so I explained to him what was about to happen. I stressed that it was not pee and that some might get on him, but that it was okay. He seemed generally curious as to what was about to happen. Looking down at both of his small hands on my penis as my hand was simultaneously feeling his penis was too much; it sent me to the edge. Shortly thereafter, three thick ropes of cum splattered his chest and stomach. "Way cool," was all Jeremy could get out of his mouth as my whole body shook from my orgasm. After calming down, I took a washcloth and cleaned him up. He had a huge smile on his face and then asked if we could do it again sometime. I told him sure, but that it was our secret. He agreed as we both put our underwear back on. I slipped out of the bathroom and woke Kyle. He grinned when he saw me and reached out for a big hug. My heart went out to these boys, and I was starting to care for both of them more with every passing minute. We ordered room service and watched some television before I suggested showers or baths for everyone. We had been on a whirlwind trip, and I knew that we were all a little ripe. I wanted to get an early start in the morning, so my goal was to get all of us clean tonight. Jeremy wanted to go first and he wanted a bath. I went in to get the bath started for him, and he came in behind me, dropped his Spiderman briefs, and got in the tub. I thought how much I would like to join Jeremy in that tub. I didn't need to raise any suspicions with his brother, so I returned to the bedroom to watch some television with Kyle. As the show we were watching ended, I turned off the television and asked Kyle how he was holding up. He said that he was really sad about his mother's death, but that he knew it was coming. He said that his mom was tired of his father's lifestyle and was planning to leave him. Kyle said that their lives at home had been in shambles for quite awhile, and that it was almost a relief that it was all behind him. He asked me what would happen to him and Jeremy if we didn't get caught and killed. I assured him that no one was going to kill us, and I told him that he would have a new life, with a new name, in a new town. He stared off into space and said, "So our whole lives will be lies." I tried to reassure him that it wasn't so much lying as starting over and starting fresh. He seemed to dwell on that a bit, but I could tell he wasn't completely sold on the idea. I told him he needed to stay strong for his little brother and the memory of his mother. He reassured me he would as a call from the bathroom interrupted our talk. Jeremy could not reach the shampoo, which was atop a high shelf. I got it for him and he asked me to wash his hair. I lathered his hair up, and got it rinsed out. Since the bathroom door was open, I limited our shenanigans although I did enjoy the closeness with him. He decided he was going to soak awhile, so I went back into the bedroom. Kyle asked if there is any way that the three of us could be a family. I told him that I didn't think so, but that we would see. He told me that he and Jeremy were both comfortable with me and that they felt safe with me. I knew that part of that was attributable to my job, but at the same time, it made me proud and more connected to both of the boys. When Jeremy finally emerged from his tub, he brushed his teeth, and got tucked into bed. Kyle finished watching some cartoon I had never heard of as Jeremy nodded off. I told Kyle that he needed to get a bath or shower next. He headed towards the bathroom, and then he turned to me with a glint in his eye. "Jack, will you wash my hair too?" I said, "Sure, just let me know when you are ready." He told me to give him ten minutes as he started pouring a bath. To be continued.