Date: Mon, 1 Jan 2001 19:50:04 -0800 (PST)
From: Ed <author62@yahoo.com>
Subject: 'Capturing Tommy-09' (t/t,oral,anal,spank)

Note to readers:  I apologize for the long time gap between chapters 8
and 9.  I have a thousand excuses, none of which are very convincing.
I wish to thank those who have written to me and promise to respond
in the future.

The following is a brief synopsis of the first 8 chapters:

Thirteen year old Tommy moved next door to Mike, a local highschool star
athlete.   Tommy lived alone with his mother and became infatuated with
Mike.  One night about a month ago, he got caught spying on Mike who was
naked and masturbating to pictures of young boys on the Internet.  Mike
snatched him from his bedroom next door and brought him into his.  He
fucked Tommy and made him into his sexual slave.  Mike required nightly
visits from Tommy who had to strip naked or dress only in a pair of red
silk panties that once belonging to Mike's girlfriend.  Mike's friend
Jerold was invited to meet Tommy without his knowledge and realized that
he also desired having a boy to serve him in a similar manner.  Colin
lived with his single dad and became enamored of Jerold, secretly
following him everywhere.  Jerold tricked the 13 year old Colin into
soiling his pants with boycum while ostensibly teaching him the correct
way to shoot a basketball.  He led him into his house on the pretense of
cleaning the stain before it set in his clothing.   He stripped Colin
and placed him in his bathtub.  Tommy wound up in the same tub water
after Mike and he came to visit Jerold.  The two boys hadn't known each
other but were gifted with nearly identical bubble butts, their finest
assets (pun intended).  The four of them visited a store where Mike had
Tommy try on girl's panties in front of the salesman.  Jerold was angry
with Mike for treating Tommy with a seeming disregard for the boy's
feelings.  Mike recognized that he had a need to humiliate Tommy in
public... something that he desired to change with Jerold's help.
Chapter 9 picks up where a guy that Mike befriended on the Internet by
the name of 'Boyhunter' was trying to identify him.  It was the morning
that he and Tommy were to go swimming with Jerold and Colin in the
neighbor's pool.

                             Capturing Tommy-9

     Boyhunter received the head-cropped pictures of Tommy that I had
attached to an email.  He was putting together the clues to my identity.
This is a small town and he knew that it was only a matter of time before
he solved the mystery:

     I had a friend whose name began with 'Jer'.  'Jer' had befriended a
13 year old red-headed boy and I had a shoulder length blonde the same
age who lived right next door to me.  I had bragged of my star status in
both football and basketball at the only highschool in town.  He surmised
that my best friend 'Jer' would also be an athlete.  He never missed any
of the local games and knew all the players by name and sight.  Suddenly,
the clues all came together in his head... he knew without a doubt who I
was!

     "I think the pink ones would look great on you today.", Mike said.

     "But sir..... what if someone sees me... if I wear the black ones,
from a distance they at least look like a swim suit.  Couldn't I just
wear them instead?"

     "Nobody but me, Jerold and Colin will see you.  Now, I won't have
any more of this... change into the pink panties and meet me in the
driveway.   Here, take my football jersey to wear.  It has a tail long
enough to cover you in case the neighbors are looking.   Once you get in
the car though, it comes off for the drive over to Jerold's house.  You
know how much I like seeing you dressed only in panties.  You have a
beautiful body Tommy and I won't allow it to be hidden from me or my
friends."

     We were a bit early and noticed Colin Barnes walking up the street
dressed in cargo pants and an oversize football jersey with 'Hammond'
(Jerold's last name) written across the back.  I stopped the car and
offered him a ride.  Tommy literally beamed when Colin sat up front
next to him.  They were like two schoolgirls, giddy and affectionate
as they kissed each other in greeting.  It was good to see my Tommy
smile again, causing me to feel more guilt.

     In a few minutes we were parked in Jerold's driveway and the boys
piled out the passenger side, hand-in-hand.  Tommy looked around
nervously since he was clad only in his pink panties and nothing
else save sneakers and socks.  He attempted to cover himself with my
football jersey but didn't dare put in on without my permission.  No
sense in having him put it on now because in a few more seconds we'd be
inside Jerold's house and he knew the rule.  Once inside he draped the
jersey over a kitchen chair and dutifully removed his socks, sneakers
and panties.  No matter how many times I see him naked, he still takes
my breath away.  If only time would stand still and allow him to remain
13 years old forever.  Tommy was keenly aware of the stares that Colin
and me directed toward him.   He shyly hung his head which made him
appear even cuter... if that were possible!

     Jerold heard us come through the kitchen door and called from the
living room for us to join him.   He was sitting on the couch watching
TV wearing a terrycloth robe and blue swim trunks.  The robe splayed open
to reveal his muscled chest and legs.   He motioned for Colin to join
him by patting his knee.   Colin posted in front of him and while Jerold
talked to me about what a great day it was for swimming, he rolled the
football jersey up and off his boy.   When Colin dropped his arms by his
side, Jerold nonchalantly worked on the top button and zipper of his
pants.  That quickly, they were draped around his ankles and he stepped
free of them.  Jerold leaned down and untied the laces on his sneakers.
A minute later Colin was barefoot and naked except for a pair of white
cotton boy briefs.   In the meantime, I had taken a seat in a lounge
chair and perched naked Tommy on my knee.  I heard Jerold ask Colin's
permission to remove his briefs.  Colin nodded his assent.  Obviously
they had a different arrangement between them.  I never ask Tommy if I
can take a liberty with his body, I just do it!

     I suggested that the two naked boys lay on the carpet in front of
the TV while Jerold and I continue to talk.  I knew they liked being
together, besides, it provided a view of their naked asses for my video
camera.  I brought an extra power pack along because I intended on taking
an entire VCR tape of them today.  They both seemed unaware of the camera
lens trained on them as they lay on their stomachs naked, ankle-to-hip.
I panned from the soles of their feet, up their hairless legs, then
zoomed in on their beautiful ass mounds before tracking up their spines.
They could easily have been twins, their bodies were so much alike.  From
my vantage point, their faces were hidden.  There was no mistaking who
was who though.  Colin's shock of red hair and Tommy's shoulder-length
blonde hair ensured that.  As they lay there looking at the TV, Colin put
his arm across Tommy's shoulders in a show of boyish affection for his
new friend.  Tommy turned on his side and they touched their lips together
briefly.  I captured it on film and looked over at Jerold in time to see
him smile at me.  I felt a twinge in my stomach as old memories of Jerold
and me sharing a similar moment flooded my brain.  I had forgotten how
nice it felt to be so totally open and honest with a best friend.  I
wondered if Jerold might be thinking the same thing.

     An awkward moment followed as we broke eye contact and looked back
at our two naked boys sprawled innocently on the carpet.  So far there
didn't seem to be a move on either boy's part to assume a more dominant
posture over the other.  They seemed content to be equals.  I thought
perhaps that is why Jerold and I drifted apart.  I tired to assume the
dominant role with him and I missed the cues that he was unwilling to let
me.  I thought back to the anger he showed in the car after we left the
store yesterday.   He didn't like the way I treated Tommy, allowing him
to be on display when he was fitted for his panties.  Possibly his anger
stemmed from thoughts of my attempt at dominance over him in our earlier
boyhood relationship.

     Jerold sent the boys into the kitchen to fetch some cokes and I told
Tommy to bring his panties along.  I knew it wouldn't be long before we
would head over to the neighbor's pool and it was best that we all had a
covering.   I was wearing swim trunks underneath my pants so I stood and
removed them along with my shirt, sneakers and socks before the boys
returned.  Jerold slipped out of his robe so we were both in the same
state of undress.  A coke in each hand, our naked little boys separated
and went to their respective masters.  Tommy handed me my coke and his
panties which I placed on the table next to my chair.  I slid my left
hand on the small of his back then cupped his soft buttocks.

     My touch must have startled him because he spilled most of his coke
down on my swimsuit pouch.  "Now look what you've done!", I said in a
loud voice.  I grabbed the coke from his hand, placed it next to mine on
the table and turned him over my knee.  What was merely an accident, I
chose to perceive as impudence.  Impudence by a slave must be dealt with
immediately, every master knows that!

     Slap! Slap! SLAP! S_L_A_P!!

     My hand rose to ever higher heights in meting out the punishment
that he deserved.  Tommy wailed as the stinging pain in his ass became
more and more acute.  "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Master....", he cried, again
and again.

     In mid slap, my attention went to Colin who was standing between
Jerold's legs.   His reaction was one of abject fear.   He backed up
into his master's chest when he saw his friend being severely chastised.
His reaction seemed to be more than the situation called for... he was
truly scared.   Seeing this, Jerold wrapped the boy in his embrace as
Colin seemed to coil up in a fetal position, his eyes widened as he
saw me beating Tommy's ass.   My flash of anger seemed to surprise
everyone, including me!  After all it was just an accident.  I really
don't know why I reacted so violently.

     Jerold angrily looked at me and directed Colin's head into his
hairy chest, stroking his hair like one would pet a puppy.  Then he put
a hand on each of Colin's asscheeks and turned his body completely
inward, facing him away from me and Tommy.  Colin's tiny hands encircled
his left pec and closed his lips around the teat in the middle, nursing
like a newborn.

     I stopped slapping Tommy when I saw this.  I opened my legs and let
him slide to a kneeling position between them.  With a fervor, He began
licking the material covering my coke-wet bulge.   Broad stroking with
his tongue, he demonstrated complete submission to me, his master.  His
attempt at reparations made me proud of the training I'd given him.  At
the same time I could feel his body shaking and heard his whimpers.  It
made me a bit ashamed of hurting him.  I heard myself apologize.  "It
wasn't your fault honey, I shouldn't have punished you!"

     I pulled Tommy up and had him lock onto my teat just like Colin had
instinctively done to Jerold.  Jerold's look of complete anger toward me
softened as he looked at Tommy nursing on me and I looked at Colin
nursing on him.  Our two little naked boys seemed to relish their roles
as sucklings and it was quite some time before they broke away from our
pectoral nubbins.

     We allowed the boys to rest for a few minutes before I nodded to
Jerold and pulled Tommy's head away.  I turned him around so his back
was leaning against my chest.  I took the silk pink panties and opened
them so he could step in.   It was time to go swimming.  Jerold took my
cue and dressed Colin in his little white cotton boy-briefs.

     We crossed over the property line into the neighbor's secluded back
yard.   Hidden behind trees and bushes was a large swimming pool with a
full deck and diving board.   I panned the camera around as Tommy and
Colin nervously walked down the steps into the shallow end and stood
knee-deep in the cool water.  Jerold ran out on the board and dove
head first to the pool bottom.  I put down the camera and dove off the
board to join Jerold.  The boys playfully splashed each other, wetting
their 'suits' into delightful transparency.

    Jerold tried to entice the boys into the deeper end but they refused
to go beyond chest deep.  It turns out that neither of them had learned
to swim.   I grinned at Jerold and told him my plan.  We swam underwater
and simultaneously 'debriefed' the boys.  With trophies held high, they
tried jumping to retrieve them.  I tossed Tommy's panties onto the deck
and Jerold did likewise with Colin's briefs.  As I watched the airborne
cotton briefs land, I thought I detected movement in the backdrop of
bushes some 20 yards from the pool.  I continued to look but saw nothing
else and assumed that it was just my imagination.

    We had a great time that lasted to early afternoon.  With Jerold
and my help, we taught the boys at least how to save themselves from
drowning.  I especially liked teaching the backstroke where their little
penises periscoped above the water line.   The Australian Crawl was
nice too because their delicious stark-white melons were visible.  We
both partook of those fruits at the shallow end.  Tommy and Colin lay on
their backs partway up the water covered steps as Jerold and I injected
them with our seed.  We did it side by side allowing the boys to French
kiss each other while freely giving themselves to our anal penetrations.

    Several more times, I felt that we were being watched and let the
camera run unattended, trained on the bushes where I suspected the
peeping tom to be.

    We were having lunch and watching the tape when I saw him.  Stopping
the film in pause mode, a male figure was definitely there in the
bushes.  I was hoping that I might be able to enhance the image after
transferring it to my computer.   Anyway, the film turned out great.
Most of it was Tommy and Colin but I managed to get some footage of
Jerold also.  I hadn't thought about him in a sexual way for quite some
time and was surprised how truly handsome he was.   I felt my cock stir
several times when close-ups of him appeared on the TV screen.  I thought
that my sexual preferences were limited to panty clad and nude younger
boys.  I guess I was wrong.

     Colin asked Tommy if he wanted to sleep-over at his house tonight.
He called his dad and received permission.  Tommy didn't answer until he
looked at me with pleading eyes.  While I didn't like spending a night
alone in my bed, I nodded my approval.   Tommy called his Mom at work
and she gave in to his wishes also.

     We drove home and I waited for him to put on some proper clothes and
get his pajamas.  I was pleased to see that he wore my football jersey.
On the way back to Colin's house, he promised me that he would be good
and stop by to see me the next morning.   I exempted him from the house
rule, saying that he should not remove his clothes, I wanted to do that
myself.  He smiled, we kissed and he bounded up Colin's driveway with the
enthusiasm that only a young boy possesses.   I waited until Colin and
Robert Barnes, his dad, answered the doorbell and then drove away.   I
thought of stopping back to see Jerold but my new found confusion with my
feelings toward him prevented it.   I had some sorting-out to do, besides
I wanted to work on identifying the figure in the VCR tape.

     "Dad, this is my friend, Tommy Spencer.", Colin said.

     "It's a pleasure to meet you Tommy.  Are you in Colin's class in
school?  I don't remember him mentioning you before."

     "Ahhh... I guess I will be ... me and my mom just moved here this
summer so I'm not really sure.   I'm Catholic but mom can't afford to
send me to the Catholic school."

     "I see you're wearing Mike Kimmel's football jersey and Colin is
wearing Jerold Hammond's.  You know back in my day, when a football
player was going steady with a girl, she wore his jersey.  You boys
must be careful, your classmates might get the wrong impression."

     Tommy turned crimson at the thought of being known as Mike's girl
when school started.  Mike had referred to him as 'his girl' on more
than one occasion but that was always in the privacy of his bedroom
when he wore panties.

     Colin didn't like it that his dad seemed to be grilling his friend
and decided to end the conversation.

     "Can we go now dad?  I want to show Tommy my room."

     "Sure..sure.. go... have fun.  I'll call you when supper is ready."

     The boys ran upstairs to Colin's bedroom.  Mr. Barnes was happy that
Colin found a friend his own age.   He felt a twinge in his groin when he
saw the firm flesh of Tommy's buttocks disappear at the top of the stairs.
He didn't care much for Tommy's shoulder length hair but found the rest
of him to be more than satisfactory.   He couldn't wait for bedtime so
he could tuck them both in.  He assumed that they would share Colin's bed
since there was no mention of preparing the guestroom.  Boys that age, he
thought, are so cute and affectionate.  For a brief moment, he pictured
Tommy wearing a baby-doll outfit to bed.  It must be the hair, he thought
that popped that odd image into his overactive brain.

     It was almost suppertime and he would have to get busy preparing
it or plan on ordering take-out.  He decided that pizza was a special
treat that the boy's would prefer, besides most of the pizza delivery
boys were cute.  He always wound up overtipping the really cute ones.
That reminded him of Jerold.  Jerold wasn't a pizza delivery boy but if
he were, they would have pizza just about every night.  He still hadn't
finished that talk with Colin.  That was one more reason why he was glad
that Colin had befriended Tommy.  More than likely, the two of them were
more interested in playing computer games than experimenting with sex.

     He was wrong!  They were playing alright but it wasn't with the
computer.  As soon as Colin closed his bedroom door, Tommy and he
embraced each other, their lips opened and tongues were exploring.
Colin and Tommy parted only briefly to hurriedly strip off their
clothing.  The passion they felt for each other rivaled their passion
for their masters.  This was the first time they were alone and
able to openly express their love for each other.  They stumbled out of
their clothes and fell on Colin's bed.  Legs and arms intertwined, hot
mouths desperately licked at every available body part.  This was pure
lust borne of the love that developed between them in the past couple of
days.

     An order to their lovemaking had to be established.   Colin took the
initiative and told Tommy that he wanted to be fucked by him.  Tommy had
never done the fucking, he was Mike's fuckee.   He had never even thought
about doing it that way.   Colin could almost read his thoughts and
suggested that he imitate Mike.   Tommy moved to the edge of the bed and
ordered Colin to get on his knees.

     "Make it wet!" he said in a deep, resonant voice.

     That started both of them to giggling.  The moment was lost and they
collapsed on the bed in each others arms laughing.  After a bit, they
instinctively worked their way into a 69 position.  The boys were both
very oral and it felt so good that they continued until they heard the
doorbell ring.  After awhile Colin's dad called to them that supper had
arrived.  They broke apart, got dressed and decided for now at least
they would leave the fucking to their Masters.  There was more love
between them than lust and tender moments with each other was something
they both seem to desire more than anything.

     "Gee!, thanks mister!"  John, the delivery boy, fingered the ten
dollar tip that he just received.   He knew from the other guys that
this Mr. Barnes was a good tipper but he didn't expect this much!  When
he turned to walk away, he felt a hand brush against his taut ass.  John
was startled by it but didn't react.  Colin's dad watched him until he
got in his car and drove away.  This was a bold move for him ....
something he had never done before.  He closed the door and hoped that
the boy thought his touch was just an accident.

     In a few minutes, Colin and Tommy came downstairs and went into
the kitchen where plates were set for their meal.

     "So, how was your day boys?  Did you have a good time swimming with
Mike and Jerold?"

     Colin was confused by his dad's question because he didn't remember
telling him that they were going swimming.

     Colin didn't want to talk to his dad about their day with Mike and
Jerold.  They did have a lot of fun but he was sure that his dad wouldn't
approve of the relationship he had with Jerold and Tommy had with Mike.
Rather than lie, he decided to just ignore his question.

     "Thanks for the pizza dad, do you need some help cleaning up?"

     "No... I'll take care of it.  You and Tommy can watch TV or do
whatever you want.  I have to complete a project for work so I'll be in
the study if you need me.  I'll be going to bed around 11, lets make
that lights out, OK?"

     "OK dad, Tommy and I will probably just mess around on the computer.
He found a really neat website that he wants me to see."

     "Nothing pornographic, I hope!"

     "no.... no... nothing like that... just games and stuff."

     Tommy also thanked him for the supper before they went back up to
Colin's bedroom.   Once the door was closed, Colin and Tommy stripped
each other and sat on the bed kissing.  There was a slight chill in the
air so Colin suggested they each wear their masters' football jerseys.
The oversized jerseys hung down covering their asses.  The body odors of
their masters impregnated the jerseys making them feel warm and safe.
It was almost as if Mike and Jerold were there with them.

     They kissed and snuggled before sitting down at the computer.
Tommy showed Colin the website that Mike liked to visit ... the one
with pictures of naked boys their ages.  There was a whole section of
pictures that showed two or more boys together.  They sat on the same
chair and clicked their way through what seemed like hundreds of
pictures.  Colin had never seen anything like this before and felt a
little guilty because he promised his dad that they wouldn't look at
porn.  But he wasn't sure if this *was* pornography.  What could be so
wrong with pictures showing boys in love and expressing that love with
their bodies.  They weren't doing anything that he and Jerold hadn't
done together.

     Tommy felt Colin getting tense and tenderly hugged him.  They
turned off the computer and spooned together on the bed with Tommy
clutching Colin to his chest.  They fell asleep that way and didn't hear
the soft rap at the door.  Colin's dad peeked inside and saw them laying
on top of the bedspread with their jerseys hiked up, the curve and
contours of their twin naked butts on display.  They looked like two
little angels, fresh and innocent.  He got a blanket from the drawer and
covered them with the same reluctance one would feel if told to cover
a Michaelangelo masterpiece.   He leaned over and kissed them both on
the cheek.

     Colin's dream about Jerold and now Colin laying in bed with Tommy,
evidence was building that his son was gay and it didn't bother him.  How
could any person, male or female *not* fall in love with that face, that
lithe, hairless body.  And laying beside him was a blonde copy of his
son's captivating boyish good looks and charm.   On his way out of the
bedroom he noticed a pair of pink, silk panties laying on the carpet by
the door. He picked them up and brought them to his nose.   The fragrance
of Tommy in them was unmistakable.  He closed Colin's door and walked down
the hallway to the bathroom, panties held firmly to his face.   Without
even turning on the light, he pounded his cock with his free hand and
sprayed the shower floor and wall with his manly seed.   He affixed the
elastic band on his head with his nose buried in the pouch and turned on
the jet of steaming hot water.  Images of Tommy modeling the tiny garment
for him caused the second discharge followed immediately by a third.
After toweling off he quietly dropped the panties back in Colin's room
where he found them.   He slept soundly until the alarm clock buzzed him
awake at 6 AM.


to be continued.
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