Date: Fri, 31 Jul 2009 13:02:52 -0400 (EDT)
From: J J McMasters <fordtbird@earthlink.net>
Subject: You Don't Hurt a Boy Chapter 1

			   You Don't Hurt a Boy
	     Written by: The Iceman <fordtbird@earthlink.net>

Warning: This document contains Adult Material and is a totally fictional
story of Consensual sex between a man and a boy. If it is illegal where you
live to view adult material, leave now! If you find Adult material
offensive, you may also leave now. If you have not left, then it is assumed
you are either not illegal and/or not offended. So sit back and hopefully
enjoy.

Chapter 1

Me:

     My name is Mike short for Michael I am a traveling service man for a
major Oxygen and Acetylene equipment manufacturing and since the company in
the mid 90's started to manufacture and sell a totally proprietary
digitally controlled plasma cutter our business had tripled but I was the
only one that knew enough about the system that could be a field repairman
seeing that I have degrees in both mechanical & electrical engineering plus
I was part of the original design team that worked out the new system and
you can add to that I HATE sitting a desk or drafting board and the only
one that was not presently married, that is except to my job and the plasma
cutting system.

      I Have 2 sons one is married and from that union I have 2 male rug
rats 10 and 12 and they live in Tennessee plus he works for the TVA in an
Atomic Power Station as the Facility Assistant Manager the 2nd son is in
the USAF and stationed in Germany and I feel from his conversations he has
no intentions of ever coming back to the USA.

     I am driving a "Sherman tank" A. K. A. a large SUV considering that I
carry around a half million Dollars in spare parts and test equipment it
was a warm afternoon in early September before labor day 2001 and I am on
my homeward bound leg of my repair route but I am in north Texas some place
west of Dallas I was about 20 miles from my next stop and I would not be
calling on until morning but at this minute I was pulling into a rest stop
before I wet my pants I pulled up to the restrooms and in less time than I
could talk about it I was in and out of the rest room and as I came out I
could hear a major argument that sounded very one sided and I could hear
some hand to skin contact I felt that I was needed as an arbitrator so I
was heading back to my vehicle when a large man dressed in work clothing
and a small boy 12 maybe 13 came out of the growth of trees that was a back
drop of the restrooms and as they emerged the boy screamed at the man "but
daddy I wasn't doing anything bad Bobby is my school friend and we were
only fooling around" the man turned and slapped his face and said "plus his
pants were at his ankles and you were on your knees sucking his cock" at
that point the boy whaled "but Daddy" as he did the man slapped the boys
face and "said you're a little faggot and not my son any more" as he said
that he pulled a back pack out of the back of his pickup truck thru it at
the boy so hard that the boy was knocked on his ass, then the man climbed
into his truck and drove away and the boy sat with his arms around the back
pack and painfully sobbed, for the first time in my life I froze and looked
at the boy and I had a strong chest pain nothing medical just I couldn't
walk away so I walked to the boy and picked the back pack up and gently
lifted both the back pack and the boy, as I did he looked at me and I don't
think he could really see me but I took him into my arms and softly hugged
him much to my shock he responded and started to cry and shake and as he
did I noticed that he had wet his shorts as I was holding him his urine was
running directly from the front of his shorts I didn't care but he looked
down and slowly backed away from me so I wouldn't get wet, I looked around
and my SUV was the only vehicle in the parking area so I took his hand and
his back pack and we walked into the men's room as I entered I opened the
baby changing station and picked him up sat him on it and removed his shoes
and sox's I think he was in shock I unbuttoned his shorts and he lifted up
so I could get them off I took some paper towels and some TP and I cleaned
him up I put a pair of Jockey's and dry dress shorts dry sox and his soft
shoes, I lifted him down took his hand and left.


Mac