Date: Sat, 9 Sep 2000 09:55:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ed <author62@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Capturing Tommy 2" (t/t,oral,humil,disc)

                             Capturing Tommy-2

    "Hey Mike, I understand completely ... I do ....", Jerold said. "You
have a real Hottie there and it's obvious that he loves you.   That's
special and I envy you a lot.  Well, I guess I'd better being going and
let the two of you finish what you started.   Is it asking too much if
you'd let me kiss Tommy goodnight?"

    "No.... I want the two of you to be friends.   Hey Jerold, you're my
best buddy.   We've known each other since kindergarten and what belongs
to me, also belongs to you.  As long as the kiss isn't too passionate,
that is... hehehe."   Who knows, maybe later I might feel differently and
share more of him with you.  I need to talk to Tommy alone and see what he
thinks."

    That said, Mike whispered in Tommy's ear, "What do you think kid... do
you mind if my friend kissed you goodnight?"

    Tears ran down Tommy's cheek and he hugged Mike, burying his face in
between his hairy pecs.

    Mike could barely hear Tommy's answer.

    "I think I would like that ... thanks for asking me, master."

    Mike stroked the kid's hair and pulled his clinging body away from his
chest.  He gathered up the leash that dangled from Tommy's collar and
gave it to the boy.  "Go on then... make me proud!"

    Tommy tentatively stood up, leash in hand, and walked toward Jerold
with his eyes cast down toward the carpet.   When he was about a foot away,
he stopped and allowed his eyes to center on Jerold's crotch.   He saw a
fullness there and was proud that his body was the cause of it.   Tommy
submissively held out his new leash to Jerold.   He used it to pull the
boy closer.  It was all he could do just to keep from ravishing him.   He
was so beautiful... a word that he would have never used to describe
another boy before tonight.  Jerold marveled at how the boy's shapely legs,
narrow waist and under-developed chest, complemented each other.  Standing
there in those skimpy red panties, he looked so delicious that it made his
groin ache.

    "Turn around for me... little one", he asked in a hushed voice.

    Tommy turned and looked back toward Mike, who was sitting there with a
huge smile on his face.  Then he felt Jerold's hands encircle his waist
and pull him back into his chest.

    "God, you are so beautiful", he said.   "If that big lug over there
ever mistreats you, I want you to tell me, so I can kick his ass!!"

    Jerold said it loud enough for Mike to hear and then broke out into a
nervous laugh when he heard Mike gruffly respond: "Not even on your best
day ... buddy!!"

    Little Tommy blushed.  The thought that these two muscular, handsome
athletes would fight over him was soooooo neat!!

    Jerold nuzzled the back of his neck briefly and then turned the
upper part of his body, giving him a gentle kiss on his lips.  Then he
placed the folded leash back in Tommy's hand and gave him a friendly swat
on his plump, pantied ass.  "Go back to your master, kid!"

    Tommy looked up and saw Mike open his huge arms.   He ran toward him
and was enveloped in a strong, loving embrace.

    Jerold stood up and walked toward the sliding glass door.  "This must
be my cue to leave ...... later guys!"

    Jerold stood in the darkened yard for a few moments.  He sighed when
he looked inside and saw Mike peel Tommy's panties off his gorgeous ass
and drag them down to his ankles.   The last thing he saw was Mike on his
back with Tommy laying on top of him.   Mike's hands were stroking the two
fleshy mounds as Tommy sucked on his right nipple.  He walked out to his
car and sat there a few minutes with his hand on his crotch.   He made up
his mind that if couldn't have Tommy, he would find a boy just like him.
What happened tonight, changed him.   He would never be able to look at
young boys the same way again.  He wanted one of his own, to caress and
make love to him, one who would obey his every command.   He realized
that those feelings were always there but he had managed to suppress them.

    On the drive home, he thought of all the boys he knew that were
Tommy's age.   There was one boy named Colin who always seemed to follow
him around.  He was a cute little redhead who lived just down the street
from him.  He had just seen him earlier that afternoon.  He was on the
sidelines watching him play basketball with Mike and a few other guys.  It
was a hot day and he had taken off his gray tee-shirt and put it on a
bench. When they finished, he couldn't find it.   He thought sure that one
of the guys that left earlier and had taken it by mistake.   He reminded
himself to ask them about it tomorrow.

    'Tomorrow', he thought.  'Tomorrow, I'll shoot hoops in my driveway
and wait for him to show up, like he always does.  Tomorrow I'll find out
if Colin is a *true* redhead.   Somehow, I'll seduce the kid into showing
me.

    Jerold laughed to himself when he realized just how horny he was.
Hell, he would have to be careful, take it slow, so as not to scare the
kid off.  Chances were that Colin didn't feel, even remotely, the same
toward him that Tommy did for Mike.   As he turned the corner onto his
street, he looked at Colin's house.  He wondered what the boy was doing
at that moment.  It was almost midnight and he saw a light on in one of
the bedrooms upstairs.   He wondered if it was Colin's room but thought
that a kid his age was probably in bed hours ago, asleep and dreaming.
If he was, Jerold hoped that the kid was dreaming about him.

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    Mike laid motionless on his back except for his hands that gently
kneaded the soft flesh of Tommy's ass.  Tommy was very oral.  He seemed
happiest when he was allowed to use his mouth on a part of Mike's body.
At the moment, Tommy's lips were closed around his right nip, suckling
like a newborn.  It was a pleasurable feeling for Mike, almost as much as
when his cock was being licked from stem to tip.   Mike slowly traced his
right hand up the boy's spine and entwined his fingers in the long hair
cascading from the back of Tommy's head.  He urged the boy's head toward
his other nip that was hidden under the palm of Tommy's left hand.  Tommy
responded by flattening his tongue and licking his way off the right
pectoral muscle, swabbing the hairy crevice between, before journeying up
the left.   He tongue-bathed the left nip before his lips closed around it
to nurse.

    Mike could feel Tommy's stiff little penis laying on top of his
equally stiff, but much larger cock.  The slightest movement of the boy's
hips sent waves of pleasure through both of them.   Mike precipitated the
movement by massaging the puckered opening of Tommy's anus at irregular
intervals.

    Laying there with Tommy making love to his body, Mike had a chance to
assess this relationship.   Frankly, he was surprised at his jealous
reaction when he saw Tommy kissing Jerold as he ordered him to do.  Until
then, he had managed to think of Tommy merely as his fucktoy, a warm
receptacle for his sperm that replaced the palm of his hand.   To be
certain, the boy's body was enticing but he was, after all, a boy.

    Tommy had fallen for him in a big way, that was obvious but one-sided
as far as Mike was concerned.   He viewed the kid as the provider of a
service, at his beck-and-call, day or night.  The only payment he required
was the occasional smile, a reassuring hug or kiss to fuel his fantasy.
Mike had played him, let him think that he was special.   It was a small
price to pay for the continued adoration of his body that the boy supplied.
It all seemed so straightforward and simple before tonight.

    His reasons for inviting Jerold over tonight were self-serving, at
best.  He wanted to showoff to him, demonstrate the power that he held
over this 13 year old neighbor boy of his.   He was proud of his new
possession, almost as if he had acquired a new car that he wanted his best
friend to see and take for a test-drive.   The problem was that when Jerold
started to test-drive Tommy, he realized that this was entirely different.
When he saw Tommy seem to meld into Jerold's body following the kiss, he
suddenly became fearful that there was a chance he may lose his possession.
A new car has legal paperwork stating who owns it.   He held no such
paperwork on Tommy.   A car can't choose it's owner but Tommy could!   For
the first time, Mike understood that owning Tommy was a privilege that
could be taken away.   He needed to cement the bond between them before he
could safely loan him out for test-drives to his friends.  Jerold was a
good-looking guy and maybe, just maybe, Tommy would like him better.

    Another wave of pleasure wafted over him as Tommy moved off his nip
and buried his nose under his left armpit.  He swabbed the thick, bushy
pit with broad strokes of his tongue just as Mike had trained him.  The
act was so deliciously servile, so completely submissive and wonderful
that Mike whispered in his ear:  "I love you Tommy."

    Tommy stopped and gazed into his master's face with tears streaming
down his cheeks.  "I love you too, master."

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    It was midnight and Colin's Dad was just ready to turn off the light
in his bedroom when he heard a car outside.  He looked out the window
and noticed the driver had slowed down and was looking up at his bedroom.
A moment later, the car was gone and he didn't think much else about it.
His son had gone to bed before he got home from work.  He didn't like
leaving him home alone so much but the project he was working on was
behind schedule.

    He went down the hall to Colin's bedroom and peeked inside.  The
light from the street was enough for him to see his son laying on his
bed.  The covers were kicked off so he quietly slipped inside and put
them back on the bed.   He was struck by how tiny and cute his son looked,
curled up in the middle of the bed.   He took after his wife's side of
the family, red hair and small boned.   'Can't do much about genetics',
he thought to himself.

    When he covered his son, he thought it strange that he wasn't wearing
his pajamas.   Instead he was only dressed in a gray tee-shirt that was
more than several sizes too large for him.   He assumed that it must be
one of his old ones but didn't remember owning one that color.  Colin was
laying on his back and seemed to be dreaming.   He saw the outline of his
little erect cock had the tail of the tee-shirt tented.  He leaned over and
kissed Colin on the cheek.   Colin stirred and said something that his
Dad couldn't quite make out.  It sounded like 'herald' or something similar
to that.   Then he noticed a wet spot forming on the tented outline of his
little penis.   His Dad smiled remembering the many wet dreams that he had
when he was Colin's age.

    He felt like he was intruding on a private moment not meant for him to
witness, so he left and went back to his own bedroom.   As he lay there
prior to falling asleep, he couldn't help wondering which pretty young girl
his son had been dreaming about.


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