Date: Tue, 4 Aug 2009 15:16:35 -0400 (EDT)
From: J J McMasters <fordtbird@earthlink.net>
Subject: You Don't Hurt a Boy Chapter 3

                      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 3

Time to go to work:

     The morning came all to soon as well as my wake up call, as he wiggled
in my arms he said "I had a wonderful dream that you broke my cherry and I
loved it but I guess it was only a dream" I kissed him and said "it wasn't
a dream and I made love to you".

     He looked at me and said "now I know I love you because you have
already made love to me" I smiled and kissed him and said "if you don't get
your ass in gear I will do your butt enough harm that you won't be able sit
normal for a week" he leaped out of the bed and ran for the bathroom and as
I entered he was taking a very smelly shit and he was in hog heaven as he
looked at his dump he could see a milky residue that accompany his brown
movement and I said "that's what a morning dump looks like after I give you
a good butt fucking" he wiped himself and we both took a 7 minute military
shower and in less than 15 minutes we were both showered dressed and ready
to go I said "please bring the food with us you can get hungry between
breakfast and lunch and you are a growing boy" he kissed my cheek and we
were on our way I checked out and called our next stop and was told that
they were ready I told them that we will be there in less than an hour the
man on the other end said "cool" Peter and I went to Mickey D's and bought
the place out I looked at Peter and said it would be cheaper to clothe you
than feed you, as we rocketed down the highway he calmly ate his weight in
breakfast food but he continuously fed me small bites of food so that when
we got to the place I had a good breakfast and he held my coffee after I
took every sip.

     As we pulled up to the facility the owner was sitting outside as were
all of the employees and a morning coffee truck was sitting in the parking
lot so I walked to the truck and Peter was right behind me, as we walked to
the truck the owner came up and asked if he could get me something I turned
to him and said "this is my grandson Peter I need something from the truck
because he ate all of the breakfast that I purchased at Micky D's and if
you hold him back I can get something for breakfast" the owner started to
laugh and so did some of the workers and poor Peter stood and blushed
almost to crimson, I held out my arms and he came to me and I wrapped my
arms around him and he was upset but he realized that I was only kidding, I
ordered 2 breakfast burritos a container of Orange juice and a cup of
coffee I paid for them and I said to Peter, in an Irish whisper "I hope
that you can get them to me so I can have breakfast too" one of the
employees said "do you want me to keep an eye on him" I shook my head no
and the owner said "George doesn't get involved the boy knows what he is
doing" Peter fixed my coffee the way I like it and brought it the orange
juice and the two burritos in to me and when he saw the size of the machine
he sucked in his breath and said "Grandpa that is a monster" I leaned down
and whispered in his ear "I hope that you know the difference between a
Philips screw driver and a ½" end wrench" he whispered "I fixed my own
bike and the man that was my birth dad's truck" I looked at him and said "I
ask your forgiveness for the needling that I hit you with but you do eat
more than most" he stuck his tongue at me, and I said "promises, promises
all I get is promises" he blushed and kissed me and said "I still love you
Grandpa" I wrapped my arms around him and he giggled and said "be careful I
am ticklish, and if I lose control I can piss my pants" I looked at him and
said "God forbid". In about 30 minutes with all of the test instruments
connected and I said Peter watch as we put a .050 piece of sheet steel on
the table and in about 45seconds it cut it into a sign that said "Hi my
name is Peter cMaster" it printed it in two lines and it was perfect, Hi,
My name is Peter McMasters

     When the machine backed off I showed him the sign and said it is still
hot but what do you think of it he stood there and tears were on his face
and he whispered in my ear "thank you Grandpa" George picked it up and took
it and grit blasted it clean and he hung it in the paint booth and he
turned to Peter and asked "what color do you want" he looked at me and I
said "answer the man" he looked at the color of the bikes that were being
painted and picked a beautiful red George hung the steel plate up and Peter
was privy to a power coating and the part went through the Preheat ovens
then the machine pumped a red powder onto the plate then it went back
through the oven when it came out it was hot but finished and he looked at
it and the tears were running down his face and George handled it and the
finisher took it and the finisher put pinstriped by hand in white paint and
before we left it was sandwiched it between two thin pieces of wax coated
plastic foam and cardboard Peter carried it to the truck and I stuffed a
$20 into Georges pocket and he pushed right back into my pocket and he said
"your grandson is all boy and he loves you and you always fix our equipment
better than any one local can do, thank you" the owner signed the bill and
Peter and I reloaded the equipment and Peter shook hands with George and
thanked him for the sign and George asked "what are you going to do with
the sign" and totally straight face he said "I will hang it on my bedroom
wall over my bed" at that he shook Georges hand and we headed down the
road.

     I looked at Peter and asked "how do you know that you will be living
with me and how do you know that you will have your own bedroom" he was
silent and then he finally said "Grandpa I know that you are a good man
plus I love you and I think you love me so in truth I think I will become
your over/son" now it was my turn to tear up and I reached over and took
his hand and said "it will be so" with that Peter let his seat back down
and peacefully went to sleep, and considering what we did last night and
the excitement he had today his need for sleep didn't shock me.

     4 hours later and considering that I was driving west I was driving
straight into the setting sun but we were almost at my last business stop
so I pulled into a Howard Johnson got us a room and I noticed a Super
Wal-Mart across the highway so two birds with one stone Peter was still
asleep so I took the underpass beyond the hotel and in a few minutes we
were parked in front of the store I gently shook Peter and said "OK
sleepyhead where here" he brought the seat fully up and looked at the size
of the store and said "good God that store is a monster" I looked at him
and said "it sells EVERYTHING as a matter of fact there is a gas station on
one end and a car dealer on the other" he looked at me and said "what are
we stopping for" I smiled and said "I would love to have you walking around
with the tight blue jeans you wear but they are a little too provocative
for the family neighborhood that I live in" Peter looked at me and said "my
Dad would spend $30 on a bottle of Scotch but he said that the clothing
that I had was still wearable" so we grabbed two shopping carts and we
started at the boys underwear section and I borrowed a cloth tape measure
from the notions counter and I measured 1st his waist his collar size next
his in-seam and in about 45 minutes we had both carts full, and when he
realized how much I had purchased he was upset but what I hadn't told him
several items I had picked up were too large for him but in short order he
would grow into them, he said "Grandpa please I don't need all of this" but
we carried it all out to the car and it cost me around $750 but he cooled
off after he realized that I wasn't listening to him.

     We covered the bags except what I wanted him to wear in bed tonight
and to the job sight tomorrow, I drove to the next crossover East and in 5
minutes we were back to Howard Johnson's and I was parked he was still
fuming about how much I had spent on STUFF for him when we got to our room
he said "Mike please don't get me wrong but I really don't need all of the
clothing that you spent too much money on" two things happened at the same
time I sat him down on the chair and sat across from him and said "you need
to understand the rules, Rule #1 I am the boss for all other rules refer to
rule #1" he had a look of fear on his face I stood and said "we need to
freshen up for dinner and then a good night sleep", as I stood up he was a
little in shock but when we were standing I held out my arms and he came to
me and I hugged him and he whispered "I am sorry Grandpa" I gave him a soft
swat and said "get naked and we can shower before dinner" in less than 1
minute we were in the shower and without any fooling around we were clean
and dry in less than 15 minutes I handed him his soft sleep shorts and said
"we are going to eat in the room" so I ordered room service and knowing the
best things on the menu I put the order in and in 20 minutes there was a
knock on the door and the cutest boy was pushing the cart onto the room as
he set up the food on the table I slid a hand up the back of his leg and he
turned and said "I get off at 9 and I can be up here in 5 minutes after
that", I said "what time do you have to be home" he smiled and said "11 and
I don't live far away" I said see you at 9" I signed the meal ticket and
slipped him $10 and I said if you bring up some Ice-cream at 9 I will give
you more" he smiled and said "see you at 9" as we ate Peter said "what was
that" I said "that is tonight's entertainment and he is full on gay and
there is nothing he won't do" Peter looked up and said "what do you mean" I
smiled and said "you will see at about 9:15 and unless I am wrong tonight
should go down in the history books as one that you will always remember"
he gave me a silly look and we took a shower together then after we were
dry I handed him a pair of sleep shorts and a pocket T- shirt in the same
color, he didn't argue and he slipped them on he realized that they were
very loose but they stayed up and as we lay around doing nothing we ended
on the bed watching TV as the program ended I said "Peter drop your shorts
and pull up your T-shirt" as he did I very lightly dusted him with some
`baby powder' and I rubbed it in but I was careful to not get any on his
cock as I finished I said "OK pull up your short and pull down your T-shirt
and watched TV there was a soft knock on the door and I let the hotel boy
in and I asked him "what is your name" he blushed and said "I am sorry but
it is Bobby, and I brought you two some desert" I smiled and said "I
figured you were tonight's desert" he put the carrier on the table and in
it was three slices of crumb apple pie with ice cream and each had a clean
fork and each had a different flavor of ice cream on each pie Bobby said "I
like them all so you two take your pick and I will eat the last" so grabbed
the vanilla, Peter took chocolate and Bobby took the strawberry as we
filled our faces with pie and ice cream I asked Bobby "why do you work
here" his face looked sad and he said "my dad split last year and my Mom
can't make it and keep all of us fed on what she makes in the Wal-Mart
across the highway, I have 4 brothers ranging in age from 3 to 14 years
old" he didn't smile."


The Iceman