Author: Lizard69
Title: Girlfriends
Part: Part 5
Keywords: Mild Fdom
Summary: What real boy would ever let his mom pick his friends?

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Girlfriends Part 5 (Adult Discussion, Mild Fdom) 
Lizard69

   Mary didn't intend to be the first one in at work.  After getting up
early to check her user status on that restricted site and being so angry
at what she found, she drove a little faster than normal as well.  She
certainly didn't expect Harold to be there ahead of her.  He did so much of
his job after hours that he often wasn't in before lunch.  Since he was the
person she most wanted to tear into at the moment she didn't pause to
consider why he was here.

   "Good morning.  You're in awful early."

   "Not.  I ran into some issues and pulled an all nighter."

   "Right...  Now tell me with a straight face that's all you were pulling
you pervert."

   "Ah, that's it.  I thought it would take you a lot longer to upload that
file.  Actually I wasn't sure you'd ever work up the nerve to do that to
your own son.  So, I went ahead and did it for you."

   "Yeah...  Sure...  You just happened to know which web site I was going
to send it to and got there ahead of me.  How long have you had my laptop
bugged?"

   "Bugged?  Don't be ridiculous!  After all the time I spend on it at work
do you actually think I'd waste my free time snooping on other peoples
systems?

   "It occurred to me that if you did upload that file, it would probably
just be the first.  Soon you would want access to other boards and that
video would already be on them.  There might not be much leakage from
member sites to the open web, but anything good spreads through closed
sites at the speed of light.

   "I didn't guess which site you wanted to access.  I did a quick search
and uploaded the file to the first four sites that matched your
description. It would have been more but by the time I found a fifth site
the video was already on it!  There's a sealed envelope on your desk with
four user names and passwords."

   He handed her a folded note.

   "Here's a list of the sites.  If the one you wanted isn't on it, don't
worry about it.  The same people post on all of them."

   "For somebody who keeps insisting that he has no interest in this stuff
you sure seem to know a lot about it."

   "I was interested in computers before there even were personal
computers. I've been gay longer than that.  It shouldn't come as a surprise
to you that I had one of the first gay oriented BBS's in the region. 
Security wasn't much of a problem at first.  Techies tend to be a little
more, 'live and let live', than the general population.  As computer use
spread the percentage of online bashers started to match what was in the
real world.  I had to start screening content and restricting access or
reload the board a couple times a week.  Eventually running the board got
to be too much work.

   "The biggest headache was screening content.  The legal line between
erotica and porn is some judge saying, 'I know it when I see it.' An act
that is perfectly legal to portray and circulate if the participants are
hetero or female is often prosecutable if committed by men.  Throw in age
of consent issues and it becomes a complete nightmare.  While girls mature
faster emotionally boys tend to suffer from runaway hormones more.  I've
heard there are middle aged married women that have never had an orgasm. 
If a boy makes it to the legal age of consent without having one he's some
sort of medical oddity.  I wouldn't go so far as to say a higher percentage
of gay men are active pedophiles, but a much higher percentage of
pedophiles are, 'gender neutral', taking whatever they want wherever they
can get it."

   "Uh-huh, sure, so if a middle aged man who is openly gay wants to take
Timmy on a camping trip I've got nothing to worry about?"

   Harold grinned.  "You shouldn't be any more worried than if you sent
your twelve year old daughter off with a known heterosexual."

   The rest of the office crowd started arriving about then and Harold left
to catch up on missed sleep.  It wasn't until quitting time several days
later that they talked again.

   "Uh, Harold, you're not one of those gays that uses, 'basher', the way
other minorities play the race card are you?  It seems like every answer
I'm finding opens a can of new questions.  I'd like to discuss it with you
but if I have to pussyfoot around to keep from being called a bigot I'd
rather not get into it."

   "I understand where you're coming from.  When people talk about the,
'gay community', they often don't realize that it isn't any more
homogeneous than other groups linked by a single common interest.  There is
finally some acceptance of the fact that we do exist.  There's a growing
pool of people that believe we have as much right to exist as any other
group.  This acceptance is recent enough that there still isn't a
recognized and accepted 'gay lifestyle'.  Many of us are almost as annoyed
by the more vocal supporters of, 'gay rights', as we are by the rednecks
that use faggot as a general purpose insult.  Sometimes there seems to be
more controversy and divisiveness within the gay community than in the
surrounding population.  It's natural I suppose.  My sexual preferences
really aren't an issue to anyone who doesn't share them.  At least they
shouldn't be."

   "We're on the same page so far.  The last time we talked you used a
camping trip as an example.  You said I shouldn't be any more concerned
about Timmy being alone with a homosexual than I would if he were female
and with a heterosexual.  I now believe you're a little unrealistic.  I
don't think preference has anything to do with the strength of a persons
sex drive, but boys and girls *are* different.  Those differences *do* have
some influence on whether or not anything will happen.  If it's consensual,
boys are more willing to experiment.  If it's non-consensual to whatever
degree, boys are less willing to tell.  While there have always been an
unknown percentage of boys being molested, the social stigma of engaging in
homosexual activity has been heavy enough to keep them quiet about it. 
Even when they were literally caught in the act, their unwillingness to
come forward and make a formal complaint, much less testify, made
prosecution unlikely.  I'm not saying that being gay makes you a rapist. 
I'm saying that the odds a pass will get a positive reception, or at least
not generate negative repercussions, has some bearing on whether or not the
pass gets made in the first place."

   "Yeah, well, I guess I did push it a little farther than I intended. 
Like I said, it's a hot button topic for me.  What else is on your mind?"

   "It revolves around the age of consent.  I'm not an idiot.  Laws that
try to enforce a particular version of morality are either unnecessary or
doomed from the start.  There is a huge disconnect between public morality
and what private individuals actually practice.  Your comment about an
eighteen year old boy who has never had an orgasm being some sort of
medical oddity is a good example.  I'm trying to get a feel for what is an
appropriate age for the sort of activity Timmy is engaging in.  The forums
I'm browsing seem to polarize.  Whatever male is posting regards the sexual
activity he enjoys to be appropriate for whatever age partner he finds most
attractive.  The information from the boys Timmy's age is much less and
usually second hand.  Few of the boys are posting to these forums directly.
In fact, from comments and replies I'd bet that most of the posters
claiming to be boys in their early teens are actually law enforcement."

   "You're probably right.  If so, they're telling the pedo's what they
want to hear rather than passing on the opinions of actual teen boys."

   "Ok, I'm going to be blunt and hope you'll give me an honest answer. 
You've seen the picture of my son that I have on my desk.  You've also
watched video of him with a grown man.  Do you find him attractive?  Would
you consider yourself an average gay male?  Is the video something the
average gay male would find arousing?"

   "Ok, I'm going to take a chance also instead of, uh, pussyfooting
around. If you end up thinking less of me, well, right now you aren't
exactly some paragon of motherhood yourself.  Your son is very, VERY, cute.
I don't feel any strong emotional attraction to juveniles of either gender.
So I probably wouldn't be trying to date him regardless of my sexual
preference.  A relationship requires some degree of parity in a lot of
areas, not just age.  The nature of the relationship determines how much
and what areas.  For the elusive long term relationship that everyone says
they're looking for I'd need a person who shares many of my interests.  For
a purely physical hook up, attractive and horny is good enough.  Yes, I
consider myself to be an average gay man.  Yes, I found the video of your
son to be fairly hot.  The only thing that kept it from being hotter was
the editing.  While it was absolutely essential that you anonymize it
before sharing, that process also depersonalized it enough to tone it down
somewhat."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Back when I hosted that BBS a few individuals tried to upload some
pretty lame stuff.  One that still sticks in my mind was a young boy, maybe
early teens but could have been even younger.  He was prone on a dark
blanket.  The camera had been zoomed in until his head and lower legs were
out of the frame.  An adult male had anal intercourse with him.  Actually,
intercourse is too nice a word for what happened.  They weren't even
fucking.  From the way the kid moved he was drunk or drugged until he was
only semi conscious.  The kid had been reduced to a slab of meat some creep
was using to masturbate.  There are people who find that sexually exciting.
I'd rather not be in the same room with them.  On a scale of one to ten, it
was flat on the ground looking up at a one that was way out of reach.

   "There was another on the opposite extreme that wasn't visibly sexual at
all.  It was a montage of clips featuring a couple of boys in their mid to
late teens.  They were doing normal kid stuff like biking, playing catch,
or splashing in a backyard pool.  While it was obvious they were good
friends, they weren't acting like lovers.  What made the video so hot was
the middle aged woman doing a voice over.  She was describing how she had
walked in on them and discovered they were, uh, friends with benefits. 
While men are the primary market for porn, few women would pass up the
opportunity to watch a pair of attractive young men have sex.  After they
got past the shock and embarrassment of being caught, they allowed her to
watch while they completed the act.  Since then they had invited her to
observe on several occasions, having found that a female voyeur was an odd
sort of thrill they both enjoyed now and then.  While she never appeared on
camera and didn't say so, I got the strong impression she was the mother of
one of the young men.  Most of her commentary was explicit descriptions of
things she had watched them do to each other.  Then again, none of the
video was even slightly risque.  The whole voice over might have been
nothing but some cougar fantasy.  Either way it was really hot.  If you
have to cum in your pants to make it a ten, this was at least a nine point
eight.

   "The edited clip of Timmy was no better than a four or five.  There was
participation but nothing to make it personal and you have to admit it was
video of some rather personal moments.  The raw footage would have been
much hotter, maybe a seven.  If Timmy himself added a voice commentary to
it we'd be talking an eight at least."

   "What would get it to ten?"

   "That would depend on the person watching it.  For me it would be making
it less explicit and more personal.  I'd want to see facial expressions and
hear how they interact.  They wouldn't have to be making love, but
intercourse on more than the physical level would be a huge improvement. 
Good sex is much more than erections and orifices.  Your son isn't an actor
and some pros have a hard time looking relaxed and natural in front of a
camera.  Candid video, where he doesn't know he's being recorded, but
better quality than the surveillance camera would be nice."

   "Ok, I'm going to ask a couple of favors.  You said I'm not exactly a,
uh, 'paragon of motherhood'.  Maybe you're right.  I'm certainly not the
supermom you see in all the homemaker magazines.  Think about it for a
while and tell me how you think one of those women would handle this
problem.  My best guess is that she would bail.  Maybe not physically as in
clean out the checking account and run for the hills, but she'd hand it
over to the cops and therapists.  The closest she'd get to trying to cope
is a prescription for antidepressants.

   "On a related note I'd like you to think about ways I can discourage
some of his more outrageous activities.  What he's doing is risky.  If he
gets caught he could do a great deal of harm to himself and others.  Even
if he's discrete, I'm not comfortable with the health risk of this sort of
activity.  It's really too bad that the problem is sexual in nature."

   "Why is that?"

   "If it was anything else, I could just tell him to do exactly what he
intended to do anyway and he would immediately stop."

   "Ah yes, the thought process of teenage boys, I remember it well.  This
isn't so simple.  You might be able to divert him to more acceptable
behavior.  Once a boy has become sexually active stopping just isn't an
option."

   "He's working at the kennel from eight to noon.  I have a few personal
days on the books.  If you would care to stop by tomorrow around ten, I'd
like for you to view the unedited version of the video I had you check for
me.  I would greatly appreciate any suggestions you could make regarding
ways to, uh, divert him towards more acceptable behavior.  What would
supermom do?"

   "It would be easier if you just gave me a copy of the file."

   "Not a chance!  Don't take it personally.  It isn't a matter of trust,
or I would never have discussed this with you.  Once any information is out
of my hands there is no telling where it will end up.  I told Timmy the
odds were less than one in half a million that some other person with
access to that web site might live in this town.  That's true as far as it
goes.  There are over three hundred registered sex offenders inside the
city limits.  To be fair, they aren't the people he should be most worried
about."

   "Really?"

   "Uh huh, most of them were convicted of offences that would lead me to
believe my son isn't a particularly enticing target for further activity.
Besides, these are the ones that have been *caught*.  How many guys like
Bob are out there for every one that has been convicted and registered? 
Ten?  A hundred?  Nobody seems to know.  How many *inactive* pedophiles are
out there for every one that is actually doing stuff to kids?  How many
guys like yourself?"

   "Did you just call me a pedo?"

   "I said, 'inactive'.  If you were spending your lunch break in the park,
so you could guy watch while crunching some calories, you wouldn't be
looking for short stuff.  Timmy and his friends would pass completely under
your radar.  I'm not the least bit worried that you would make any attempt
to seduce him."

   "However, I'm aware that you find him quite attractive.  If you were
alone with him.  If you were certain that whatever happened would not be
reported to the authorities.  If he gave you reason to believe that
seduction wasn't necessary, the attention was welcome.  I'm confident you'd
be on him like white on rice as fast as you could rip the wrapper off a
condom.  Are you going to tell me I'm wrong?  How many other men like you
are out there?  I'd bet there are at least two or three, 'Harolds', for
every, 'Bob', and there are enough of *those* for parents to be cautious."

   When he got to Mary's house the next day, Harold found a fresh pot of
coffee brewing and her laptop set up on the kitchen table.  As he expected,
the raw video wasn't much longer than the edited version but had a more
candid and personal feel.  What he didn't expect was her letting the video
continue until it had played out the entire contents of the surveillance
file.

   "Well...  Uh..."

   "My feelings exactly.  This is the first time I've viewed it past the
initial incident."

   "I guess you can stop worrying about him getting molested"

   "Why do you say that?"

   "It looks like he's reached the point where you should be worrying about
how many and how often."

   "Bob left town several weeks ago.  Since then I know Timmy has been, uh,
intimate, with his best friend.  It may have been a one time thing.  They
might be going at it like a couple of bunnies.  If so, they've been careful
enough to keep me from tripping over them.  He has also acquired a
girlfriend.  I don't know how physical that relationship is at this point
but it seems to be heading in that direction."

   "So maybe you're worried about nothing."

   "I wish.  These videos hardly hint at what I walked in on.  He still has
his skirt and cosmetics.  I'm scared to death that he'll take a walk
downtown some Saturday night.  I don't know whether to be more frightened
that some creep will stomp him when he finds out Timmy isn't a girl, or
that it won't matter to him one way or the other."

   "Well, there isn't much you can do about that, unless you're looking to
screen his dates.  I can almost imagine how well that would work."

   "You know, you just might have something.  How about this..."

   *****

   Some guy was sitting at the kitchen table with his mom when Timmy got
home from the kennel.  Her laptop was out so he figured it was somebody
from work.  When he got to his room he discovered he was right but hadn't
guessed the whole story.  Laid out on his bed were the blouse and skirt
he'd last worn for Bob.

   "MOM!"

   "No need to yell hon.  I'm right behind you."

   "What's this for?"

   "Don't be silly.  We both know exactly what it's for.  What you're
really asking is why it's out here instead of hanging in your closet."

   "Ok, why?"

   "The man at the table is my friend Harold from work.  He's the one that
helped me make sure the video I uploaded was cleaned up so nobody could
recognize you."

   "The gay guy?"

   "Yes, he's gay.  We spent the morning looking at the rest of the kennel
videos and discussing what I should do about it."

   "Oh...  My...  God...  You showed them to him?  *ALL* of them?"

   "Yes dear.  I needed advice and even if I had the time to clean up more
video for upload I couldn't get the kind of help I wanted online.

   "I'm going to ask you to do something really embarrassing.  You don't
*have* to.  In fact you probably shouldn't.  I won't be angry or upset if
you refuse.  Harold would like to see you in your girl clothes and makeup."

   "Wha...  Why?"

   "I'm sure you can make the same guess I did.  I won't ask you to 'be a
girl', for him.  I'd be happier if you didn't."

   "With you sitting there?...  I could never..."

   "Oh, be quiet for a minute.  Harold and I just watched nearly two hours
of video taken over several weeks time.  We've got a pretty good idea of
what you can do, so trying to say *can't* doesn't cut it.  I've known since
I accidentally walked in on you what you were up to with Bob.  If I know,
does it really matter where I am while I know?  If you decided to rub my
nose in it, to take your pants off and bend over the table while I finish
my coffee, I'd be terribly embarrassed.  I can still be embarrassed.  After
the video we watched I'm already about as shocked as I can get.

   "You smell like dogs.  Clean up and change.  Whether you take off to be
with your friends or take twenty minutes to show Harold a good time first
is totally your choice."

End of Part Five.