Date: Sun, 2 May 2021 01:07:53 -0500 From: Jason Clarkson Subject: Mr. Burke - chapter 6 Please donate to nifty.org. It is the only way to keep the site that we all enjoy so much! If you are not of legal rights and/or age to read any type of adult literature or if you find the material offensive, please do not read any further. The author and site cannot be held liable as you agree to accept all responsibility for reading said material. If you wish to contact the author of this series, please do so at jclarkson36@gmail.com, I will respond to all e-mails. This story is fiction. All names, descriptions and actions of the characters are not real. ----------- I woke from His hand and a slight shake on my shoulder. Although it was blurry from my tired eyes, I could see the clock read 4:34. I looked up and was staring directly into his bulge in his black boxer briefs. My eyes drifted upward to his muscular, hairy stomach and chest before focusing on his face. "Oh, MR. Burke, I'm too tired, please not again," I said, although I couldn't believe I was turning down sex with this beautiful man, Mr. Burke giggled as he sat on the bed. "No, Mikey, I just wanted to talk to you for a minute before I leave," he said as he leaned in and kissed my forehead affectionately. He scooped me up and put me in his arms. I was completely naked, but I realized the torn underwear was gone, the gag was gone, and my arms were no longer tied behind my back. I looked up at Mr. Burke while my hand rested on his hairy chest. As tired as I was, I still felt my boy cock start to come to life. Mr. Burke's expression turned more sincere as he began to speak: "Mikey, I want to apologize about what I did last night. That was too much. I used to do that with a friend of mine, but he was a grown-up not a little boy like you. I just got carried away and I'm sorry. I also had way too many beers which I'm regretting right now, but anyway that's no excuse." I rose from his arms and kissed him. I didn't know what to say. I was so happy that he was back to being nice to me. We kissed slowly and softly. My dick was hard again, but I was so tired. I wanted to sleep, but if Mr. Burke wanted to do something, I would do it. Instead, he abruptly stopped. "I have to go! I can't miss this flight!!" He stood up with me still in his arms and then set me back on the bed. As he dressed, he spoke to me: "I took the dog out, and now he's back in his crate. He will probably sleep late so you should be able to get some rest. Oh, I cleaned up the pizza and bottles, but I left the garbage by the back door. I didn't want to wake the neighbors with all those glass bottles into the recycling bin. So, could you take them out before you leave?" He didn't wait for an answer and continued: "I folded your clothes and put them on the counter down there. I guess I should have brought them up here, but oh well, you'll be alone, you can walk down there in your birthday suit." We shared a grin. Then, he leaned in for another kiss. It was soft but passionate. He forced himself to stop and said goodbye: "Ok, Mikey, it's time to leave. Remember, this is our little secret. You can't tell anyone." "Yes, sir." I replied. He turned and walked out, but as he got to the doorway, he stopped and looked back. With a devilish grin, he said: "Maybe in a couple of weeks, if you're a good boy and act natural and keep our secret, maybe we could spend some time together." I exuberantly replied, "I would love that. Thanks, Mr. Burke! I promise I'll be a good boy." I woke again to the sound of the dog barking and the doorbell ringing. I jumped up when I saw the clock reading 9:30! I ran to the window. I couldn't see the door, however. I was naked so I couldn't walk down. The barking continued as the doorbell rang again. I walked out to the top of the stairs while I tried to figure out what to do. I wasn't sure if you could see in clear enough from the front door if I walked down to get clothes. Then, I heard her voice. It was my mom! "Mikey, answer the door!" My heart and mind were racing. I decided I would just try to throw on some shorts of Tommy's. I ran to his room as I now heard my mom knocking on the door. As I went to Tommy's dresser to find some shorts, I saw a bathrobe hanging on a hook on the wall. I grabbed that and threw it in as I rushed downstairs. I managed to be fully covered up with the belt tied as I reached the door. I opened the door casually even though I was incredibly nervous. "Why didn't you answer?" My mom said, clearly annoyed with me. "I was getting worried. And what are you wearing?" "Umm, I was just getting in the shower," I lied. My mom walked in and by me and headed into the house. I could see her head swiveling, scanning the rooms as she walked. She was suspicious I could tell. I followed her into the kitchen. She went to the crate and let the dog out, playing with her for a few moments. She was not saying anything, but I was too afraid to say anything either. She spotted my clothes on the counter, folded nicely. "What are these doing down here?" She asked. "What?" I honestly asked as I didn't know what she meant. "If you were just about to shower, why would your clothes be folded down here in the kitchen?" I panicked. I was glad Mr. Burke had folded them otherwise I would be trying to explain why there were tossed all over the tv room. "Oh, Mr. Burke must have moved them. I wore Tommy's pj's last night," I explained, quite pleased that I was able to lie so calmly. "And where are your underpants?" She asked, still suspicious. "Mom!" I quickly retorted. "Oh stop. I don't want Mrs. Burke to come home to find you underpants in a ball somewhere in her nice house," she calmly explained. That actually made sense. But I was in a tough spot now. I had no idea where they were. I decided to go with that. "Oh, hmm, I don't know. They must be up in the bathroom." "Well, go find them. Here, I brought you some clean clothes. You go take a quick shower. I'll take the dog out for you." She spoke. I was relieved to get out of the conversation. "Ok, thanks Mom." I raced up the stairs and jumped into the shower. I had showered here many times when I was younger. I remember my little boy dick would get hard, but I wasn't cumming yet, so I never did anything. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to rub one out in the man's bathroom right now, but I made a mental note to try to do that over the next few days I was quick in the bathroom and returned downstairs fully dressed, thankful that I dodged my mom's interrogation. "Did you find them?" She asked Oh! The underwear! I was caught off guard. I thought we were done with all that. "Oh, they're in Tommy's room," I said unconvincingly. My mom eyed me. I'm sure she was doubting me, but I don't think she could come up with a reason why I was lying about them. "Well, make sure you bring them home. And take this garbage out. That's an awful lot of beer bottles. Did Mr. Burke drink all those?" I quickly lied once again. "I don't know. Maybe he had friends over. I went to sleep early." That was the wrong thing to say. I never went to bed early. I could tell she was now annoyed. "I think I better have a chat with Mr. Burke when they get back," she said as she headed towards the door. "Let's go, I need to run some errands." After a few hours and a few stores, my mom had eased up and we were now enjoying each other's company as usual. We were headed home, and my mom pointed out that it was time for me to go tend to the dog. She decided to drop me off at the Burkes. "I'll have dinner ready at 5, so make sure you're home by then," she said assertively. "Ok mom, thanks," I replied, trying to be nice. I had a feeling she wasn't believing everything or maybe I was just being paranoid. I couldn't believe that my friend's dad, who my mom had just talked with, fucked me all night long. So, I definitely didn't know how to act natural. I know my mom was picking up on something. I just hoped that there was no way she would ever think that was what happened on my sleepover with Mr. Burke. After I finished walking the dog, feeding him, and playing with him in the yard, I let him roam around in the house for a while. It was almost 4, so I had time before I needed to put him in his crate and head home. I started to think of Tommy and his dad. I wish I were there with them. They are probably on the slopes right now. I have only skied once, but it was awesome. They brought me once when I was 10. But, right now, the skiing wasn't what I was thinking about. I found myself thinking about Tommy more than his dad. If I were there, we would probably share a bed. I was getting hard. I decided to go up to Tommy's room. I got naked immediately and headed for his bed. I suddenly stopped and went to his dresser and grabbed a pair of his white briefs. I took a good smell of them and then put them on. They were tight and my hard cock pushed at the waistband. I was really horned up now. I started to think deep about Tommy. I was trying to think if I had seen him naked. I couldn't remember. The day at the pool I was focused on his dad. There were a few times we would be playing basketball where we were just in shorts with no shirts on. I focused on those days. His skinny, hairless body with a little sweat dripping with sweat. His face flushed. He was so cute. He had such a nice little butt, too. I hopped on the bed and turned the pillow long way and lied upon it. I started kissing my bicep as if I were kissing Tommy. I was imagining we were in the hotel room with his parents in the next room. After a long day of skiing and then dinner, we got right into bed. But, after a few minutes, I let my hand roam to touch Tommy's leg. When he didn't move, I let it rest on his thigh. After still nothing from tommy, I inched it up closer and closer to his cock. Then, finally, I felt it. When it was rock hard, I went for it and rolled on top of him. I started humping the pillow as if I really were in that hotel room with him. I could feel my cock dripping already. I reached down and slid Tommy's briefs down to free my cock. I slipped my cock between the pillow and the bed. I was now imagining that I was in the hotel and entering my best friend's butt like his dad did to me the day before. "Oh God, Tommy, it feels so good. Your butt is so tight around my cock," I said aloud. Hearing myself talking to an imaginary Tommy made my balls boil. I kissed my bicep harder and faster as of it really was Tommy. I needed to kiss him so that he would keep quiet while my cock stretched his little hole out. My other hand ran up and down the pillow like I was rubbing his hairless tight body. I was humping the pillow hard. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of the pillow like it was Tommy's butt. The cheeks felt so good in my hands. My cock felt so good at it slid across the soft sheets. I wondered if I were really inside Tommy's hole could it feel this good. "Oh Tommy, I'm going to cum in you! Oh fuck, you're so hot. I have wanted to fuck you for so long," I yelled to the pillow, my imaginary Tommy. I was ready to cum. I pulled my dick out from under the pillow as I wanted to see my cum shoot. As soon as it cleared the pillow, I started to cum. It was thick and white. It shot onto the pillow. It felt as if it was plopping onto Tommy's hot body. His ribs were showing as he was breathing hard from enjoying the pounding from his best friend. I stroked and stroked until I had nothing left to shoot. I looked down and there was cum all over the pillow. I realized that could be a problem. I quickly slipped Tommy's underwear off and used that to wipe off the cum. The pillow was a mess but hopefully it would be fine in a few days when they got back. Tommy's underwear was a mess too, but at least they were white. I set them on the ground. I would let them dry before I put them away. As I dressed, I thought about how hot it would be to have Tommy wearing underwear with my cum on it and resting his head on his pillow smelling me cum and maybe some rubbing into his cheek. I put the dog in the crate and headed home, already looking forward to being back in the Burke's house tomorrow. -------------------- ----------- A little calmer chapter for Mikey. The Burkes return in the next chapter so that should be interesting. Feel free to email me with comments. JC jclarkson36@gmail.com Don't forget the only way this site survives is if we donate. Please donate to nifty.org!