Date: Thu, 18 Aug 2011 10:05:41 -0400
From: Sam Sheppard <samsheppard2011@gmail.com>
Subject: A Ride in the Rain 2

Warning, this story contains explicate content involving sexual activity
between a man and underage boys.

The characters and events of the story are fictional and are not based on
any real person(s) alive or dead.  The author of this story believes that
such events should not take place, but acknowledges that many adults will
enjoy reading them.  As always comments are welcome.

A Ride in the Rain 2

It was getting late and I had to be back at work, so we dressed and climbed
into my car for the 3 hour drive back to Calgary.  I called my office and
let them know that I'd been delayed by the weather and that I'd be in that
afternoon.  We stopped for a quick breakfast on the way and were back on
the road.  It was still raining and as we drove, Enoch and I talked about
his life.  He was from a small town just outside Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan.
It turned out that Enoch's father had been killed in a traffic accident 5
years ago and his mother had had to work hard to make ends meet after that.
She'd met a man, fallen in love and gotten married last year, only to find
out that he couldn't stand the idea of raising someone else's boy.  It
seemed that nothing Enoch could do was right as far as his stepfather was
concerned and the punishment became more and more physical, to the point
where he'd sent Enoch to the hospital one night with a cracked cheekbone.
It had healed, but Enoch decided that he'd had enough and when he got the
next chance, he'd grabbed whatever money he could and run away.  That had
been four days ago and he'd been living on the streets since and had
hitchhiked his way to where I met him.  He hung his head as he told me that
he'd hitched a ride with a guy in a pickup truck who'd grabbed Enoch's
crotch and felt him up as he drove. The guy had threatened to throw him out
of the truck if he didn't suck him off and because they were in the middle
of nowhere, Enoch had complied.  He started to tear up as he explained how
the man had held his head down as he fucked his cock in and out of Enoch's
mouth and that when Enoch tried to pull off when he was ready to cum, the
guy had smacked him and threatened to pull over right there, so he'd had no
choice but to let the guy shoot in his mouth.  He was able to spit it out
rather than having to swallow the man's cum, but he'd started to cry and
the guy had dumped him at the spot where I'd found him.  He'd been sitting
in the rain for 3 hours before I came along.

If my car hadn't had bucket seats, I'd have put my arm around him and
hugged him close.  I told him that I was sorry about what had happened to
him but that he didn't have to worry about that happening now, that I would
never abuse or take advantage of him.  I also told him that, since he was
only 14, he'd have to call his mother at some point soon, so she knew where
he was and that he was alright. He was reluctant, but finally agreed.  By
this point, we'd arrived in Calgary and I pulled into the underground
parking of my condo.  We took the elevator to my unit on the 24th floor and
I opened the door, letting Enoch in.  His eyes went wide as he walked in
and saw the panoramic view of the Saddledome and Stampede Grounds afforded
by the floor to ceiling windows, even as it was, obscured by the rain.

"Wow.  This is yours?" he asked.

"Yup.  Now let's show you your room," I said.  I led him down the hall,
pointing out his bathroom and then his bedroom.

"Now, I have to go to work, so you'll have to hang around here for the rest
of the day, but I should be back around 6 and we'll grab some dinner.  That
sound OK?"

"You're going to trust me here by myself?" he asked.

"Is there some reason I shouldn't?" I asked back.  "I'm not worried.  You
don't seem like the kind of kid that would take advantage of someone who
trusts you.  So just make yourself at home.  The fridge is fully stocked
with food and pop.  Just stay away from the beer, and I'll see you after
work.  OK?"

Enoch came over and gave me a huge hug and I kissed the top of his head.  I
showed him how to work the 65" HDTV and universal remote and left for work.

It was a pretty mundane Monday, still raining with some lightning and
thunder added in for good measure.  I was done by 5, so I jumped in the car
and headed home.  When I arrived, Enoch was fast asleep on the couch and I
tried to be as quiet as I could, so as not to wake him.  I felt pretty
grungy since I hadn't had a chance to shower before going to work, so I
slipped into my bedroom, got undressed and climbed into my shower.  I stood
there and let the heat and steam work its magic as I unwound from what had
ended up being an eventful weekend.  I leaned back against the wall of the
shower and closed my eyes, relaxing.  After I finished showering, I dried
off and wrapped a towel around my waist and went into my walk-in closet to
grab some clothes for the rest of the evening.  As I came out, Enoch was
standing in my doorway.

"Hey, what's up? I asked.

"Hi.  I just woke up and heard you in the shower so I waited until you were
finished.  I just wanted to say that I really appreciate what you've done
for me.  But I think I better get out of your hair now, so I'm gonna grab
my stuff and leave.  You've been really great and, well, thanks." he said.

"Whoa, hang on a second.  You're leaving?  Why?" I asked.

"You don't need a kid hanging around here all the time and I just needed to
get away from home, so I figured it'd be better if I just got outta here."

"Are you leaving because you think I want you to, or that I don't want you
around? Is that it?"

He hung his head and nodded.  I went over and grabbed him on his shoulders.

"Look at me Enoch!" I said.  "If I didn't want you here, you wouldn't be.
Now, I don't know what's gonna happen in the next while, but right now, I
want you to think of this place as home.  Your home.  If you want to leave,
I won't stop you, but if you're leaving because you think I want you to,
forget it.  Understand?"

He grabbed me and started to cry again.  This poor kid seemed so fragile.
I hugged him back and he settled down quickly.

"OK, now.  Get outta my room so I can get dressed and we can get some
food."

I patted him on that adorable behind as he turned and walked out of my
room.  Once he'd gone back to the living room, I got dressed and went out
to discuss where he wanted to go for dinner.  We decided that we both felt
like Italian food, so I suggested we go to La Vita E Bella, a great Italian
restaurant just around the corner.  After dinner we drove back to the
building and when we got upstairs I told him that he was going to need some
clothes to wear and that we'd go out and get some tomorrow after I came
back from work.  I also told him he had to call his mother to let her know
that he was alright.  He wasn't really happy about the idea, but I finally
convinced him it was the right thing to do.  I dialled the number he gave
me and handed him the phone.  I could only hear one side of the
conversation.

"Hi.  It's me.  Is my mom there?.....What do you care? Just let me talk to
my mom......Mom? It's me.  I'm just calling to let you know I'm OK......No,
I'm not coming back.  Not as long as he's there......I'm fine.  I'm staying
with a friend......No mom, you don't know him, but it's cool......I'm in
Calgary.  Honestly, I'm safe.....Everything's fine.....Look I gotta go, but
I just wanted you to know I'm OK.  I'll talk to you later......Yeah, I love
you too.  Bye mom."

He had tears in his eyes when he'd finished.  I lay down on my side on the
couch to watch TV and Enoch slid in front of me with his back against my
chest.  I put my arm over his shoulder and, as we watched TV, I gently
stroked his chest and arm, occasionally kissing the back of his head.
Before long it was time for me to get to bed, since I had a full day
planned at work tomorrow.  I sat up and told Enoch I had to hit the sack,
but he was welcome to watch TV as long as he wanted, since he didn't have
any school at this point; however, he said he was pretty tired and would
just go to bed now too.  We walked down the hall and when he got to his
bedroom he gave me a big hug, we kissed good night and he went in to bed. I
went into my room, got undressed and into bed and was asleep in no time.

A huge crash woke me up, my heart racing.  My first thought was that
someone had broken into the suite and knocked something over, but in less
than a couple of seconds there was a very naked, very scared 14 year old
boy standing beside my bed.

"Sam, can I sleep here?  That thunder sounded like it was right outside my
window and scared the shit outta me.  Can I stay with you tonight?
Please?"

I took a couple of deep breaths and calmed down.  "Yeah, of course you can.
Do you want to go put on some boxers before you come to bed?"

"Nah, I don't wear anything when I go to bed."  And with that he climbed
over top of me and slid under the covers beside me.  "Now, how the hell am
I going to get any sleep with an adorable, naked 14 year old lying beside
me?" I thought.  And then he snuggled up against me.  I could feel his
smooth chest against my arm, his legs against mine and to make matters more
difficult, his cock just touching my hip, within inches of my hand.

I tried making some small talk before I lost control, "The thunder sounds
louder here because we're 24 stories up and the outside walls are glass, so
they don't slow down the sound much."  He nuzzled closer.  Oh fuck, I'm in
trouble.  I tried to close my eyes and go to sleep, but my libido got the
best of me.  I moved my hand slightly and gripped his young, soft penis and
just held him.  He rolled onto his back and I rolled onto my side so I
could begin stroking his cock.  He became hard immediately and I wasn't far
behind.  I pulled the covers down so I could see every inch of him and what
I saw was fantastic.  Lying on his back, his hard shaft stuck straight up
and curved toward his stomach.  As I stroked him, Enoch closed his eyes and
had a slight smile on his face.  I stroked him slowly and ran my thumb
across the head of his dick.  He was breathing deeply and slowly pushing
his hips up into my hand.  I ran my hand down along his crotch to his balls
and began kneading them gently and Enoch moaned.

He moved slightly and I suddenly felt his hand running along my leg over my
boxers and then his hand found the fly of my shorts and worked its way in.
He grabbed hold of my semi-hard cock and it went to full mast in less time
than it takes to write about it.  I rolled onto my back and we began
jerking each other in earnest.

"Sam, take your boxers off.  I wanna see you," he whispered, so I slipped
them down and kicked them off.  "Wow, that's big," he said.

We jacked each other for a few more minutes and then I slid down the bed
and took his entire cock in my mouth right down to the base until my nose
was resting in his sparse pubes.  I started sliding my lips and tongue up
and down his shaft.  It felt like I had a steel bar covered with firm,
spongy rubber in my mouth.  I sped up and gripped his penis harder as I did
and my sucking became firmer.  I could feel Enoch begin to tense up and
thought about teasing him and slowing down, but my lust and his obvious
excitement got the better of me.  I sped up some more, began tickling his
perineum, and as he neared his orgasm, slid my mouth over the entire length
of his boyhood and began milking it.  With a moan that I thought would wake
the neighbours, Enoch hit orgasm and I could feel his cum race up the shaft
of his cock and forcefully hit the back of my throat.  "Ohhhhh yeahhhh,
oohhh yeeaahhh, awww mannnn, ohhh, ohhh , ohhhh, OH, OH, OH, OH, ooohhhh
fffuuuuccckkkk" he cried as he began to cum in my mouth.  I swallowed and
swallowed and swallowed.  I was amazed by how much cum this young kid was
able to produce and at the wonderful taste of it.  It seemed like his
orgasm went on forever and I watched as his chest and head shot off the
bed, his hips flexed and thrust upward and his legs splayed farther apart
as he came.  He began to settle down and his breathing slowed and became
less ragged.  Even though he stopped shooting, his penis remained rock hard
in my mouth, so I began to gently and slowly slide my lips up and down his
shaft.  As I took him out of mouth I made sure to clean his penis as gently
and thoroughly as I could.  The head of his cock was bright red and his
slit was still wide open and leaking just a little fluid, which I took the
opportunity to periodically lap up.

Once he recovered from his orgasm, Enoch began sliding down the bed towards
my cock.  I stopped him and pulled him back up and wrapped him in a big
hug.

"Don't worry about repaying the favour, right now.  You don't owe me
anything and we're both tired.  Let's get some sleep and we'll take
tomorrow as it comes.  Sound fair?" I said and kissed his forehead.

He snuggled right up against me and laid his head on my chest, his arm
across it and his leg across my thighs.  He looked up at me and we kissed.
As we did, I slid my tongue up against his lips and he opened them a bit,
allowing me to slip my tongue in between his lips and run them along those
smooth, perfect white teeth.  He tentatively stuck out his tongue and I
licked across it.  Our tongues began dancing with each other and we kissed
passionately for a long time.  I finally broke the kiss and said we should
get some sleep.  I pulled the covers over us and within minutes we were
both out.

I woke up next morning to the sound of my alarm, which I proceeded to
silence with my fist.  Enoch woke up slightly and I told him to go back to
sleep.  He laid back and within seconds his breathing was deep and regular.
I watched his chest rise and fall and leaning in I kissed each of his
nipples.  I got out of bed, jumped in the shower, dried off and threw on
one of my suits.  I ate a quick breakfast, went back into the bedroom and
woke Enoch up.  I reminded him that he could do whatever he wanted around
the condo and that we'd be going out to get him some new clothes after I
was finished work.  I kissed him and was off.

I had a tough time concentrating at work, thinking about Enoch and what we
were going to do about his living situation.  He couldn't just hide out at
my place for the rest of his life.  He was 14 and needed to go to school,
he needed to have health care, etc., so I called a friend, who was a lawyer
that the firm used for our contract work, and after explaining Enoch's
situation, asked him what we should do.  His suggestion was to contact
Enoch's mom and try to work out some sort of permanent guardianship
arrangement, which he felt, given the circumstances, seemed logical.  I
said I'd give him a call once we'd spoken with her.  By 5, I was ready to
head home.  I called Enoch and told him I was on my way and to meet me in
front of the building and we'd go get him some clothes.  When I pulled up
in front of the building, Enoch was standing and talking to the security
guy.  He waved to me, ran out to the car and jumped in, waving to the
security guard as he did and we pulled out into traffic.

"What was that all about?" I asked.

"You mean Mike, the security guy?  When I came downstairs and was waiting,
he asked me who I was waiting for, so I told him you were my uncle and I
was staying with you for a while.  Is that OK?"

"Quick thinking, kiddo.  Your uncle...I like that.  Good idea."  As we
drove to Chinook Centre we talked about what he'd done all day (nothin'
much), what he wanted to do (I dunno), what he wanted for dinner (what do
you want?) and then I told him about my friend's advice.  That caught his
attention.

"Are you saying you want me to stick around?" he asked quietly.

"I'm saying that if you want to stay, we need to get things sorted out for
you.  And yes, I would really like it if you stayed.  But it's up to you."

We'd arrived at the mall and when I'd parked and we got out of the car
Enoch ran to me and gave me a big hug.  "I really want to stay with you,"
he said.  "When can we get the papers signed?"

"Whoa, buddy," I said.  "We need to talk to your mom first, then she has to
agree and only then can we have the agreement done up.  And I can guarantee
you, your mom's gonna want to know more about me and why I suddenly want to
take on having a kid around."

"Sam, she won't ask about why you want me around.  I can explain why I want
to stay and she'll take my word for it.  She's more worried about losing
her new husband than she is me, so I can talk her into it."

"Know what?  We'll talk about this more when we get home.  Right now, let's
get you some clothes.  Where do you want to start, Abercrombie & Fitch,
American Eagle, Guess, Sears?  You tell me."

Enoch looked at me in awe.  "Do you know how much those places cost?"

"It's where I shop.  Why shouldn't you?" I said.

"Ummm...American Eagle?" he asked.

"Done.  Let's go."  We shopped for about 3 hours and got him a full set of
new clothes; shirts, jeans, underwear, socks, jackets, swimwear, so he
could use our pool, and shoes and threw them all in the car.  Then we went
back in and had dinner.  On the way home, Enoch sat in the car looking at
the bags in the back seat.

"I've never owned so much stuff, Sam.  Thank you for all of it.  You didn't
have to get me all this."

"Of course I did," I said, "I wouldn't want to be seen with a scruffy
looking kid.  What would the neighbours say?"  We both started laughing and
the sound of his laughter was music to my ears.

He piled all the bags on his bed when we got home and immediately changed
out of his old clothes and threw on some of the new ones.  He looked like a
million dollars and the smile he wore was worth even more.

Enoch came over to me and threw his arms around me and hugged me for all he
was worth.  I hugged him back and kissed the top of his head.  I just loved
kissing this boy.  And holding him.

We curled up on the couch again and watched some TV until it was bed time.
Enoch looked at me and asked, "Sam, can I stay with you again tonight?  I
like being with you.  It feels so secure."

"Enoch, you don't have to ask.  You can stay with me anytime you want."

He leaned up and kissed me.  I shut off the TV and we went into my bedroom.
As Enoch was getting undressed, I suggested he put his clothes on his bed,
so they didn't end up in a pile on the floor.  He came back to my room
wearing nothing but that great smile of his.  My breath caught in my chest
and I got completely undressed as well.  After we climbed into bed, Enoch
snuggled into me as he seemed to do every time we were in bed together.  I
stroked his head and kissed him and suddenly I felt his warm hand wrap
around my cock and start stroking it.  I looked at him and he looked me in
the eye and smiled.  I reached for his penis but he pushed my hand away.

"It's my turn," he said and proceeded to kiss my lips.  We kissed
passionately for a few minutes while he continued stroking my now hard
cock.  After he broke the kiss, he trailed kisses down my neck, chest and
abdomen.  I took hold of his head and stopped him.

"You don't have to do this," I said.  "You don't have to pay for living
here."

He kissed my lips again and said he knew that.  That this was something he
really wanted to do.  And then he moved back down the bed and started
kissing and licking around my cock.  I leaned back on the pillow and closed
my eyes, savouring every moment of the experience.  Enoch took hold of my
cock and slid his lips over the head of it.  His warm, moist mouth felt
incredible as he slowly slid it farther down my shaft.  He gagged a bit
when he'd gotten most of it in and pulled back.  I told him not to worry
about trying to go deeper, that it felt amazing as it was.  He started
bobbing his head, driving his lips down my shaft and then dragging them
back up.  I had to look.  Here was this gorgeous naked 14 year old boy
sucking my throbbing cock and I had to watch.  The sight of him nodding his
head and my cock sliding in and out of his mouth was mind blowing.  It was
so exciting that within a minute or two, I was starting to feel my orgasm
building.  When he reached down and started playing with my balls, I
thought I was going to lose it.

"Aww fuck, that feels awesome.  Ohh yeah, suck it.  Oh shit, Enoch. Oh man.
Ooohhh fuuuuuuck.  Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, oh shit, I'm gonna cum, ohh
fuuuck, ohh fuuuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum.  Enoch, I'm gonna cum,
stop. Stop. OOOHHFFUUUUUUCCKKK, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh,
ohfuck,ohfuck, oooh ffuuucck, oooh wooww, holy shit."  He hadn't paid any
attention and I blasted my cum into his mouth.  Since I hadn't cum in two
days, I shot every ounce that I had stored up into this poor kid's mouth.
I could see him trying to swallow it, but some of it was leaking out around
the sides of his mouth and down my cock.  And the sight was even more
exciting and kept me hard even as I slowed to a trickle.  Enoch sat up and
my cum was all over his cheek and chin and looked so sexy, I grabbed him
and pulled him into a prolonged kiss, allowing me to lick my cum off his
lips and cheek and teeth.  When we'd finished we lay there curled up with
each other, both too excited to sleep.

"Enoch, that was amazing.  But I need to know that you really wanted to do
that and that you didn't feel you had to." I said.  "You need to know that
you can stay here as long as you want, and not have to do anything for it."

"Sam, I don't know how to explain it.  I don't know if I'm gay or not.  But
I know that I wanna be here with you and I wanna do the things I'm doing
with you and it has nothing to do with you letting me stay here."

"OK.  Then tomorrow we have to get hold of your mother and talk to her
about you staying here.  In the mean time, we both need to get some sleep."

I kissed him good night and lay there listening to his breathing as he fell
asleep, curled up against me.