Date: Fri, 4 Nov 2011 06:31:53 -0400
From: RJ T10000 <rjt10000@gmail.com>
Subject: A Ride to No Where

Another story from RJT10000@Gmail.com.

A Ride to No Where.

My anniversary date at work was coming up fast.  My manager came into my
cube and said "Mike, you still have five days of vacation and two personnal
days left. If you don't take them you will loose them. Only sick time can
carry over to the next year".  I said "I know, but I really can't afford to
go anywhere and we are short handed around here anyway, If I take all my
time off that means your leaving the place in the hands of the rookie to
cover both 2nd and 3rd shifts for almost two weeks.".  I work in a place
where it is bad enough having two engineers cover the night shift.  When
you only have one engineer on for a shift it makes for a really long night,
not to mention your work week.  We work 12 hour shifts.  He said "Suit
yourself, I did my job to remind you. If you don't want to take the time I
can't force you. I will have scheduling try to get some overtime in to help
cover".  He handed me a blank time off request form already signed.  All I
had to do was put in the dates.  I filled the form out for the two upcoming
weeks. He took the top copy and left my the back copy. Since my work week
is Sun-Wed and today was Tuesday. He "Use some sick time too" I guess my
vacation would start in the morning when I got off work.  He said "See you
in two weeks".  He left my cube.  I spent a good part of my shift cleaning
up my cube and putting project work away.

I slept until about 2:00 in the afternoon and came downstairs.  My wife was
milling around the house doing her normal routine.  I said "Bill sort of
threw me out for the next two weeks". "Good for him, you need the time off
anyway".  I said "Yeah, but we really can't afford to go anywhere. I am
going to be board and drive you nuts with me here for two weeks".  She
thought for a moment and said "We can't afford to go anywhere, but you
can. Pack the Harley and take a ride somewhere.  Just call me once in a
while".  I thought about it and agreed I haven't had a road trip in a long
time.  "Alright, I'll figure somewhere to go".  "You always do".

I packed up all my cold weather gear, leather jacket, leather pants, some
jeans and the chaps. It is almost November. I live upstate NY close to the
Vermont border.  All the trees have dropped the leaves already here. Maybe
head south, catch some color changes. Who knows.  I packed the Harley Road
Glide, kissed my wife goodbye and left first thing in the morning. The
first day I made it to the bottom of NJ, close to the Delaware Memorial
Bridge.  Eight hours in the saddle was enough. I wasn't in a hurry to get
anywhere so I stuck to the back roads and byways when ever possible. That
is not possible in NJ, every road is a major highway and everyone drives
nuts.  The truckers are even worse. I found a small dive motel, got some
dinner and beer and settled in for the night.

I rode down through Delaware and Maryland, I ended up in the Washington DC
area anyway so I went to the War Memorials. I said a silent prayer and a
thank you for giving us our freedom. I went to Arlington National Cemetary
and did the same thing.  I stopped for the night somewhere outside of
Arlington. The next day I sort of headed south east in direction. I got
around the Richmond area and more traffic and more people trying to kill
you with their cars and trucks. This sucks, I am not having fun. I hung a
left on some highway that finally turned into a nice ride. I didn't know
where I was going and didn't care.  The road was nice, farm lands started
to appear and the houses got farther apart.  Now I was starting to relax
and enjoy myself. I figured I would find some place to stop for the night,
this road has to lead somewhere, a small town or something.

I was definately in rural america.  The sun was starting to set, but I just
kept riding. I wasn't going that fast but I was in my upper gear and over a
rise in the road, feet up on the highway pegs. I came over the rise and
half the road was gone. Fuck Me. You couldn't call it a pot hole. It was a
hole. I got off the highway pegs just in time. I hit the hole so hard it
almost put me over the handlebars. I didn't crash the bike, but the bike
was fucked.  I blew both tires and got the bike to a stop. I was shaking so
bad I almost dropped the Harley. I got the kick stand down and sat on the
side of the road trying to calm down. After about 10 minutes I stopped
shaking enough to look at the bike.  Not only two blown tires but both rims
were bent as well. I didn't see a single car pass by in that time. I am
really fucked. I pulled my cell phone out, no service avaiable. "Your
really fucked Mike".

I tried the cell anyway, no good. There was a house behind me, no others in
site. I was cursing at everyone and everything. My wife calls it turning
the air blue when I get like this. I am just thankful that she wasn't on
the back. We would both be dead.  Where the fuck were the road signs,
cones, something to warn a driver that the road had huge hole in
it. Nothing. Where is a cop when you need one, something, someone, farmer
brown on a tractor. Nothing.  I tried to calm down some before I went to
the house.  Picture someone that is 6' 4" all in motorcycle leathers,
foaming at the mouth and still shaking walking up to your door. Yeah, I
wouldn't open the door either, at least not with out my gun, which is a
very good possibility considering the situation.

I rang the door bell. Nothing.  I knocked on the door. The door opened a
small crack. A small boy opened the door. I said "I have just been in a
motorcycle accident, can I use your phone please. Is your mom or dad home?
I need help". The door opened a little more.  There was a taller boy behind
the small one. Both boys were only wearing underwear and had obvious
boners. They had to be up to something, its 60 degrees outside.  The small
one said "We aren't suppose to let strangers in the house".  I said "I
understand, I just need to borrow your phone so I can get some help".  The
taller one said "We can't. His mom will kill us, unless she is here". I
said "Is you mom coming home soon?". I was hoping she went shopping or
something.  "No". I asked "Can you call you mom?".  "She at work".  I tried
another tactic. "Boys can you call the police for me. Tell them there is a
motorcycle accident and give them your address". The taller one said "Okay,
she won't mind that".  The door closed.

About twenty minutes later a cruiser showed up. He asked "Are you alright,
or do you need an ambulance?".  I said "I think I'm ok, I hit that hole in
the road. I hit the wind shield but didn't go over. The motorcycle is in
bad shape. I can't get any cell service, I need to get a tow truck and find
a place to stay".  He asked "What are you doing this far out?".  "Just
riding to nowhere really, this road is nice until you hit that hole. Why
aren't there any signs or anything? That thing is going to kill someone, it
almost killed me".  He said "I know, it is suppose to be filled next week,
but DOT said that last week too".  I had to ask "Where am I?".  "The Neck,
farming and fishing are the only real jobs out here. Whats left anyway.
Come on the boys know me".  He knocked on the door "Boys, its Deputy
Martins, open up".

The door opened. The two boys were now dressed in sweats, a third black boy
was now visible. He was about the same size as the small white boy. "Let
this man use your phone, then call your mom".  The taller boy said "We did
already, shes in surgery and working a double. We left a message at the
nurses desk to call when she is out of surgery".  The cop explained a
little. He touched the top of the small white boys head "Timmy's mom is a
surgical nurse in Richmond.  His dad is a mechanic on the fishing fleet,
he's gone for weeks or months at a time when the boats are out to sea.
This one is Marcus, and this is Geoff.  I'm Dan Martins".  I said "Thank
you boys for letting me use your phone, I promise to pay the charges, I am
Mike Walters".

I called Harley Owners Group (HOG) first. "We will try to get someone out
to you as soon as possible, but nothing is available at this time".  AAA
after that, and got the same bullshit answer. Then my insurance
company. Not much help there either. Strike three, why do I pay all the
dues and rates when you can't get help. I asked the cop "Anything local I
can try".  He said "Old man Carsons garage, but his tow truck is older than
me and his version of a tow is a two inch chain and drag the car in. There
wouldn't be anything left of you motorcycle or the paint job on it. Besides
you would still need to get it towed to a dealership to fix it. I'll be
honest with you, its Saturday night, and nothing will be open tomorrow,
except for the churches and the 7-11s ".  "You're telling me I'm screwed,
how about a place to stay?".  He said "Nothing local, I can make you a
guest at the jail if you want, but lets see what Lisa has to say first".
"Lisa?".  "Lisa Winslow, Timmy's mom, we are 2nd cousins. But out here
everyone is a 2nd or 3rd cousin to someone".  Not good. "I have to make one
more call" I reversed the charges "Hi Hon, bad news..."  My wife said "I'll
drive down to get you..."  I said "Its alright, I will work it out... I
love you and will talk to you soon".


I went back out front and sat on the porch steps, figuring I am going to
freeze tonight. Deputy Martins came out and said "Lets at least get the
bike off the road for the night".  The boys came out as well and we pushed
it to the so called driveway.  "License, registration and insurance
please".  I gave him my paperwork and he did his job. He said "Good news,
you are not a wanted criminal, or a criminal record so if you want the jail
cell bed I don't have to lock you in".  "Thanks, I guess I'll take your
offer, I don't have many options right now".  The phone rang and the small
boy, Timmy, ran to answer it.  He appeared at the door "Mom wants to talk
to you Danny".  "Come on this could be good news".  I followed him and the
boys into the house and listened to one side of a conversation.  He finally
said "Good news, you can stay here and sleep on the couch. Trust me its
better then the jail. It is Saturday night after all.  I have to get back
to work. I will check on you tomorrow".  All I could say was "Thank You".
"Lisa will be home around 4:00am or so".

I pulled one of the saddle bag suitcases off the bike and asked the boys
"Is there a place I can change?".  Timmy answered "The bathroom is just
down the hall".  Good I had to piss anyway.  The bathroom door was knocked
off the hinges and laying against the bathroom wall.  Not good, what have I
gotten myself into. I should have just stayed at work and screw the
vacation time, or stayed home to drive my wife nuts. I am stranded
somewhere called the 'neck' and my bike is wrecked, what else can go
wrong. "If you want a shower its okay, I'll get you a towel, mom left some
leftovers in the frig for us, you're welcome to have some".  I said "Thank
you Timmy, that is very kind of you".  I did need a shower, so I took him
up on his offer. When I got out of the shower I didn't expect three boys
looking into the bathroom from the hallway. I had to take two steps to
reach my towel.  They all smiled at each other and went back to the living
room.  Things are definately going to get worse.  I am a stranger and a
guest. I must be on my best behavior, regardless of having three boys
wanting to check me out, and I want to do the same to them.  Timmy is cute,
Geoff isn't bad looking and Marcus is a little on the chubby side, but not
too much.

I dressed in sweats, folded up my leathers and took everything to the
living room and neatly placed everything near the front door. I didn't want
to look like a bad or messy guest. The oldest boy watched everything I
did. I moved to the sitting area. "May I sit here?" I pointed to a big
leather recliner. The two younger boys were lying on the floor playing a
video game, Timmy looked over his shoulder and said "That is my dads
chair". The older boy said "Why don't you sit on the couch".  "Thank
you". I took a seat on the corner of the couch. Timmy and Marcus were lying
on the floor with game controllers trying to kill or save the world. I
couldn't tell. Both boys had their legs spread, knees down and their feet
in the air moving back and forth, with their fingers moving as fast as
possible on the control pads. They both had nice little butts wiggling with
the game. It was hard not to notice but I tried to focus on the war game
they were playing.  The older boy said "Mister. can I offer you something
to drink? We have pepsi, or there is some beer in the garage". I hate
pepsi. I said "Anything would be fine, and please call me Mike".  He said
"I'm Geoff" he spelled it for me to make sure I got it right. I had to
laugh.  He said "Timmy when is your dad coming home?"  "He'll be gone for a
couple of months, he's on the boats for the catch". He said it like
everyone in the world knew exactly what he meant. I didn't.  Geoff brought
me a beer instead of a pepsi.

Marcus said "I'm hungry", the war game was paused for food. I tried to
help. What they called left overs I wouldn't feed to a stray dog.  I asked
"Can I look around?"  "Sure".  I went through the kitchen cabinets and
refrigerator. Not a lot going on but I could make something. I was going to
pay Lisa or the dad, whom neither I haven't met yet, for food and lodging
anyway.  I made some pasta and sauce and added a few spices for flavor.
The boys thanked me for cooking. Everyone opened up a bit over dinner, the
boys asked questions of me. Where I am from, do I have kids, what do I do,
on and on.  At least they weren't afraid of me, which was amazing in my
mind anyway. All three sat at the kitchen table with their legs swung over
the sides of the chairs and showing as much boy crotch as possible, and
each had at least a half bone, if not a full boner sticking out, but yet
hidden by the sweats they wore.  I thought of putting my jeans on so they
didn't see me get boned up taking peeks at the hidden boy candy.  I washed
and dryed the dishes instead.  After everything was cleaned up I tried to
entertain them. I asked for a deck of cards and showed them the 'Amazing
Ace' card trick. No matter how many times they shuffed the deck I could
always come up with the ace of spades.  The three sat indian style on the
floor in front of me on the couch. All with boners and enjoying the card
tricks. I was hoping to get a glimpse of one but I am just a guest and
haven't even met the hostess yet. 'Keep it down Mike, keep it down'.
Easier said then done.

The boys took turns with the video game trying to destroy the world.  Each
one on their bellies facing the tv, and their asses and legs facing me, in
the air giving as much view as possible to a complete stranger.  Geoff
finally said to Timmy and Marcus "Come on you two, get a bath and get ready
for bed". I sat there thinking, two boys taking a bath without a door on
the bathroom. Hmmm. I figured the two younger boys to be about 9 or 10
years old and the older one maybe 13. I heard the water running filling up
the bath tub.  I waited for a few minutes, the water stopped and I could
hear the boys get into the tub.  They were laughing and splashing. "That
feels good Geoff" one said, "Do me next" came from the other. I was getting
aroused just listening to them.

I did have to take a piss. I went to the bathroom. I said "I am sorry boys
but I need to use the toilet".  Geoff was on his knees leaning into the tub
and was playing with Timmy and Marcus's little cocklets. Geoff was naked as
well. His ass was gorgeous, nice round, firm globes of boy butt sticking up
in the air as he leaned against the tub. None of them flinched with a
stranger in the house for about 3 hours looking at them when they bathed.
Geoff just said "Go ahead, its okay".  My cock was half hard but I managed
to take a piss. All three watched.  I washed my hands looking at the boys
in the mirror and enjoyed the view.  Geoff stood up and turned around.
Nice.  His four or five inch boner stood straight out from his body. He
looked like he had a little peach fuzz above his boy cock, otherwise he is
still hairless. I didn't linger too long in the bathroom. I returned to the
living room listening to the boys bathe.

The boys came out only wrapped in towels. Timmy's shaggy brown hair still
wet. Marcus sat next to me on the couch. "Mr. Mike, how old are you?"  I
said "I'm 42, how old are you Marcus?" "I'm 9, I'll be 10 in two months.
Timmy is 10 and Geoff is 13". "Thank you Marcus".  His smooth chocolate
colored skin looked like a treat. I wanted to touch his chest but I kept my
hands still.  These boys are unbelievable, the're walking around the house
in towels with a complete stranger sitting on the couch. I haven't even
seen my son naked since he was eight or nine. Well that isn't entirely
true, I have seen him naked when he comes to stay with me, but I have never
seen such open 'I don't care attitude in boys before. Marcus and I talked
for a while. He got up and his towel stayed behind on the couch. He didn't
even flinch, his little, but chubby ass cheeks in full view. He turned and
grabbed the towel, showing his 3 inch uncut boycock. "Sorry about
that". Geoff gave me another beer and said "Come on lets go to bed. Good
night Mr. Mike, see you in the morning" "Good night Mr. Mike".  I said good
night, and wondered what I got myself into. I turned off the tv and put the
game controllers away and curled up on the couch to get some sleep.

I was instantly awake when the lock on the front door turned. I sat up and
shook off the sleep factor. A small woman came in the door and said "You
must be Mr. Walters". "Yes ma'am, I can't thank you enough for your
hospitality. I am literally between a rock and a hard place. I hit the hole
in the road infront of your house. My motorcycle is wrecked. I can't get
any cell service and no one can pick me up and tow the bike". "I know
Mr. Walters, Danny, Geoff and Timmy gave me the run down, I am in the
business of saving lives, did the paramedics check you out after the
crash?".  I said "No Ma'am, I think I'm fine".  "Take your sweat shirt and
pants off Mr. Walters, lets make sure" "Uhm, ma'am I sure I'm fine". She
was all of five foot three but commanded a stituation. "Now Mr. Walters, I
am tired, I will not let you die from internal bleeding in my house". I
said "Please call me Mike". I dropped my sweats on the couch. She said "I
am Lisa, Timmy is my son".  She did a complete check on me. "You don't have
any signs of internal damage, however you might have a slight concussion
you will be sore and possibly dizzy for a few days, unless you have a way
out of here you will stay here. It looks like your motorcycle saved your
life. I am use to it being the other way around".  I said "Only if you
don't know how to ride one ma'am" "Fair enough, just don't put any ideas in
the boys heads, I hate those things".

I said "Ma'am I have been riding motorcycles since I was twelve, I have
never been in a motorcycle accident before. If there was a sign or cones or
something to warn me that a six foot section of road wasn't there I
wouldn't be here now. I am just on a road trip to enjoy the colors of the
season". She said "Very well Mike, I need to get some sleep and so do
you. I will see you in a few hours. Please make yourself at home".

Timmy walked out of the bedroom area butt naked. "Hi mommy, I need some
water". He went to the kitchen and got some water. It was the first time
that I noticed an old bruise on his chest and arms. He had aging bruises on
his legs as well. I looked at Lisa and she also showed signs of old
bruises.  I was distracted enough with the boys hard-ons that I didn't pay
attention to the bruises, or maybe my head was starting to clear. Now the
bathroom door makes sense. The bastard beats them.

Lisa said "Mike do you have kids?".  "Yes, I have a son, he's 15 now and
lives with his mother and step father in the Seattle area". She said "Does
the boys actions make you uncomfortable?".  "Uncomrotable, no, just a
little surprised I guess, my son has more modetsy than your son or his
friends, I am a stranger in the house, and it does seam strange for boys to
walk around naked with a strange man in the house".  She said "I am
suprised Geoff hasn't tried to suduce you, maybe he has and your morals
prevent you from acting on the invitiation. If he hasn't yet he will
try. Geoff is openly gay and likes the company of boys and men. Timmy isn't
far behind him. Marcus is still not sure about his sexuality. I live in the
real world Mr. Walters. If that is the path my son chooses to take I can
live with that. My husband does not share my views. Good night Mike, we
will talk again later". "Good night". She left with her naked son to retire
for the evening, or morning as the case may be.

I tried to sleep but couldn't. To many things running through my
head(s). Is this for real, naked boys sleeping in the next room, did she
just give me permission to mess around with the boys?  My mind was
whirling, and my cock was stiff as a board.  It was about 7:30 when the
boys came out of the bedroom. I heard them pissing at the same time. They
all went to the kitchen and got cereal and milk. They all had sweats on,
but the boners were still visible.  At least this is good for me.  The boys
took turns on the game controllers again.  Bubble butt asses aimed in my
direction with legs spread wide apart.  Geoff was sitting on the couch next
to me.  He whispered to me "Mr. Mike, I think you are handsome, I hope you
liked what you saw last night in the bathroom, I know I did.  When Ms. Lisa
goes to work later I hope you will let me play with your cock". Jesus this
kid is forward. "Geoff you are a bold kid aren't you?".  "Yes sir, its who
I am. I have known since I was nine that I am gay, I hope I don't offend
you".  I said "Offend me, no, surprise me yes.  Do you parents know?".
"Yes sir, my dad isn't thrilled with the idea of having a gay son, but he
doesn't stop me either.  My mom got over it a lot faster than he did.
Timmy's dad is a different story, so we don't do anything when he is not on
the boats.  Timmy's mom is cool with it".  I said "Yes, she told me when
she came home".  He threw a killer smile "I am very good".  Jesus this kid
is ballsy, and sexy as hell. I said "We'll see what happens, I have no
intension of going to prison for touching a boy, or letting a boy touch
me".  He said "No one will ever know".

Geoff is about five foot three, 110 pounds, dirty blond hair, hazel eyes.
His sweats were all tented up. I leaned over to his ear "Do you cum yet?".
He smiled again "Just a little".  The little shit had me and he knew
it. Marcus and Timmy were still on the game controllers facing away.  I
slid my hand into his sweat pants. He was hard as a rock. His cock wasn't
thick but about 4 1/2 inches long and he was circumcised. I played with his
crown and felt around his cock and balls. He did only have a little peach
fuzz going on. I pulled my hand out of his sweats.  I got up and went to
take a piss.  Geoff called out to Marcus. "Marcus, you need to get dressed
for church, your dad will be here any minute".  "I'm not finished with the
game".  "Yes you are, get dressed".  "Okay".

I got curious and asked "Where do you live Geoff?".  "I live on the other
side of the farm.  Marcus lives two doors down from me. Its a couple of
miles by car, but less than a 1/2 mile cutting across the farm".  I said "I
didn't see any other roads last night when I hit the hole out front?".  He
said "Its the dirt road, you went right past it, it cuts through the
farms". "Okay".  Now I know I'm am in rural america.  He said "I need to
get home too, but I will be back later.  You and Timmy can walk with me for
a while if you want, then you can walk him back home.  Ms. Lisa won't be up
for a while yet".  It was certainly an interesting offer, but I declined.
I said "I need to keep calling so I can get the motorcycle towed and
fixed".  "Okay, see you later then".  Marcus came out of the bedroom
dressed nicely for church.  A horn honked and Marcus went out the front
door.  Geoff went out the back door.  Timmy asked me if I wanted to play
the game with him.  I said "I am not much of a gamer, I work with computers
all the time".  He just shrugged and went back to destroying the world as
we know it with his cute little butt wiggling back and forth and his ankles
in the air.

I took time to look at the boy. He was cute, shaggy brown hair, about 4
foot 4 or so, maybe 70 pounds. His tight little ass globes showing nicely
through his sweat pants.  He lost the game and gave up for now.  He came
and sat next to me on the couch.  He said "Mr. Mike, are you going to let
Geoff touch your dickie later? If you do I want to watch. It would be okay
if you want to touch my dickie too.  I like the feeling when someone
touches me".  These kids are amazing.  "Timmy what would your mom say?"
"She knows how I feel, as long as you don't hurt me".  "Timmy I would never
hurt a boy". He pulled his sweat pants down to his knees to show me what he
had.  He had a woody, about 3 1/2 inches long and circumcised, he is about
as thick as my thumb.  "You are a very nice looking boy Timmy, tuck that
away for now".  He pulled up his sweats and moved closer to me.

Lisa got up around 10:00.  She said "Everything alright?"  I smiled "Its
been an interesting morning so far. I am going to try to get someone to tow
the bike again before I get myself in trouble around here".  She said "The
only Harley dealer around is in Richmond, they are closed today. You might
as well get used to the idea, your stuck here.  I have to work this
afternoon, so I am going to run some errands and get some groceries, is
there anything you need?".  I pulled out my wallet and gave her $120.00.  I
said "Please let me put food on the table, you have done enough for me
already, no I don't think I need anything, thanks".  She took the money,
good.  She said "Thank you, times are tough, I don't make a lot and Bill's
work is seasonal, what monies we make always seem to end up in the garage".
I said "I don't understand, but it is none of my business either".  She led
me to the garage.  Sitting in the middle is a suped up GTO, and engine
blocks and parts all over the place.  She said matter of factly, "Bill is
suppose to buy old engines, fix them up and sell them. They never get
sold". Now I get it, not only does the bastard beat them, he spends all the
money as well.  She said "I'll take Timmy with me, he can help with the
groceries and you need to rest".

They got back around noon. I helped to put groceries away. Lisa said "I
have to get ready for work, then I will make something for supper".  I said
"I can take care of that, I am not a bad cook, at least according to my
wife".  She nodded and said "Thanks, I get some overtime then. Geoff will
be back over sometime, he has to be home before dark if he is going to walk
across the farm, it is a school night".  I said "I understand".  She was
ready to leave. Timmy said 'Mommy, can Mr. Mike spend the night in my
room?".  I know my jaw hit the floor.  She said "That is Mr. Mikes choice,
he can if he wants to.  With that said Mr. Walters, please do not hurt my
son or Geoff".  "I won't hurt either of them, I'm not sure I will touch
them".  She said "The front of your sweats this morning gives me an
impression otherwise, Good night, I will be home early in the morning".
She closed the door behind her.

Timmy waited until she pulled out and away. He ran to the phone and called
Geoff. "Mom's gone to work, come on over". Geoff came in the back door
about 30 minutes later.  I asked "What no Marcus?".  "Not on Sundays, they
go to church, then a brunch picnic afterwards. If you're still here
tomorrow then you'll see him after school, we all get off the bus over
here".  The boys did a little striptease to get out of their clothing. I
had to ask the question "Timmy, any chance your dad's fleet comes in early,
and he could walk through the door?".  He said "No, even if they do come in
early Danny Martins would warn us, most of the fishermen get drunk and end
up in jail when the fleet comes in, including my dad, because that is when
they all get paid, when the catch is counted. The boat owners take a cut,
then the captain, the mechanics and then the rest of the crews". Geoff
finished the statement "The crews walk around with thousands of dollars in
their pockets, they can't help themselves. They usually party for a week,
and they have to clean up the boats. We'll know when the fleet comes in".
'And buy another big block engine' I didn't say out loud.

A knock on the door, "Boys, Deputy Martins".  I am glad I was only
partially hard.  The boys ran to the bedroom and got sweats on.  Their
boners weren't that easy to hide. Geoff opened the door.  "Mr. Walters, how
are you faring?".  "I'm doing okay, thanks Deputy, they are taking good
care of me. Lisa says I have a mild concussion from hitting the wind
screen, otherwise I'm okay.  I still can't get anyone to tow the bike".  He
said "The Richmond Harley dealer opens at 9:00. Here's the number, ask for
Rich in service, tell him you are staying here and you know me, and yes he
is another cousin.  He will send a flatbed truck for the bike".  "Thank
you, again". He said "Its not a big shop, but good service, they might have
the tires in stock, but if you need new rims, which I think you will, it
will take a couple of days to get them shipped in".  I said "Your just full
of good news Deputy".  He said "I have a sportster, nothing like that
monster you ride, besides it looks like you blew the gas shocks as well.
If you want to ride in with the bike to Richmond go ahead, all you are
going to do is sit in a motel room until the bike is fixed. If I were you I
would stay here, even with those little monsters. And if Lisa says you have
a concussion then you do, you shouldn't ride or drive for a while".

Geoff and Timmy beamed.  WTF did I get myself into here.  I said "I don't
no how many times I have to say thank you. I have been here less than 24
hours and everyone is taking good care of me, except for HOG, AAA, and my
insurance company".  He said "Good point, contact your insurance and tell
them the bike will be towed into Richmond first thing in the morning, they
can meet you there or the dealership will take care of everything. Just
give them the house phone to contact you".  I had to say "Its a very
generous offer, what if the fleet comes in early or a boat has to come in
for repairs?".  He said "I'll take care of that, if I'm not on duty, then
my partner will. As long as the bike is not here, we will make sure your
not here if Bill comes home.  Please step outside".

I followed him out front.  "The guy is an asshole, but we can't make
anything stick to keep him in jail for long. I know he beats on them but
Lisa won't press charges or get a restraining order against him. He is
always out in 24 hours. I also know all about the boys, I have caught them
many times 'Playing'. I hope you can resist the urge, or if you can't be
descrete about it. You wouldn't be the first or last man to be tempted or
fall into the trap.  They have tried it with me, but I am happy with my
girlfriend, and I don't want to loose my badge. As I said yesterday there
are lots of cousins on the 'Neck', good or bad, Lisa is my cousin, Bill is
just married to her, but he has cousins out the wazzoo as well.  If things
get ugly out here it is our own version of the 'Hatfields and McCoys".
"Thanks for the tip".

I said "Since I am going to be here for a couple of days, is there any way
to get that hole filled in so someone else like me doesn't get killed?".
He said "We have tried the DOT, maybe since you hit it, they might come and
fix it.  Otherwise, if you're up to some manual labor, my uncle owns a
truck and there is a gravel pit not far away. You might be able to fill it
in some".  I said "I'll take the challenge".  He said "I have to get back
to work".  "Thank you, again".  He left.

I went back into the house and the boys watched out the window as the
cruiser pulled away heading south. The boys went back to their antics and
another striptease with the sweats. Both had hard-ons, I had a 4 1/2 and 3
1/2 inch boy cock facing me, with both their little cute asses waving
around and the boners flopping from side to side. The invitation was
definately on the table, and very inviting indeed.  Geoff said "Mr. Mike,
are you going to let us play with your dick, and play with ours?" Don't get
me wrong, I was boned as well but the bigger head prevailed this
time. "Boys if you feel like running around naked with your spears sticking
out that is fine. For today my spear stays inside my sweats.  I would love
to touch you and have you touch me, but at least not for today. I have too
much to loose".  "Please!".  "I'll tell you what, we can comprimise, come
sit next to me, one on each side".  I moved to the middle of the couch and
the boys joined me on either side.

I grabbed each little cock standing straight up and jerked them off to a
wet cum on one and and the other a dry cum. They seemed very satisfied with
my work. Geoff only did shoot just a little cum, just a drop or two. They
both reached for my cock in my sweats. "Not now boys, this was only a one
way favor. Why don't you go play your video game".  Both boys were
disappointed but got on the floor naked and started the next round of
destroy the world.  I didn't think either of them were looking and tasted
the boy cum off my hand. Sweet nectar.  Geoff said "Did you enjoy that
Mr. Mike?, I have more".  He must have seen me in the reflection of the
tv. "You are a little shit, aren't you".  "Yes sir, and I usually get what
I want".  I said "Not today you don't, now please put your sweats on, one
before you freeze, and two before I do something I will regret for the rest
of my life". They looked at each other and just giggled boy style. Now they
both had me and knew it. But I wasn't going to give in that easy. Its a
good thing I have some restraint on my loins. Not much but some.

My thoughts went wild. I have permission to touch these boys. They want it,
I want it. I also thought about the 'Hatfields and McCoys', everyone is a
cousin to someone. I am from upstate New York, in the 'Neck' of Virginia,
and I don't even know where that is, all I did was make a left turn. Talk
about a 'Clan War', it would be aimed at me, pitch forks, rifles, who knows
what a fishing fleet has to offer, tie me between two or four boats and
draw and quarter me.  All I have done so far was look and to politely and
gently stroke two boys off to a climax which they obviously needed and
wanted. I am a dead man. I am staying at a nurses house, who works in
surgery, hello, the old man is a mechanic on fishing trawlers, and I am
here with at least one openly gay boy and another.  My head was spinning,
concussion not with standing I had to lay down.

I don't know how long I was out. The boys woke me and asked if I was all
right. "Mr. Mike, its almost supper time, Geoff has to go home
soon. Danny's uncle dropped of a truck and gave us the keys to give you".
I shook of the craziness and made dinner. BBQ chicken and fresh veggies. It
might not hold up to southern style cooking but the boys didn't seem to
mind. I made sure there was plenty for Lisa when she came home. The boys
helped to clean up the mess. I finally said "Come on Geoff, lets walk you
home". I put on jeans and my boots, the boys also got dressed.  Half way
across the field Geoff said "Wanna see something neat". He ran over to a
mare horse and led her to a paddock stall, the stud inside the stall
dropped his horse cock. Geoff said "That is so cool, some day I will suck
that horse cock". I shook my head again. "Geoff some day you are going to
be in the circus as a freak show".  He just said "I like the circus,
carnavals as well".

After meeting Geoff's parents for a while, I said I had to get Timmy home
before it gets too dark. Geoff's dad insisted on driving us back. Not much
was said but for the safety of the children. No problem. I didn't want to
walk back anyway.

I said "Timmy, you need to get ready for bed".  He smiled and said "I need
to take a bath first, will you help me and wash my hair for me". Hook, line
and sinker. "Yes, I will wash your hair for you".  The plot got deeper, "I
splash a lot in the tub". I said "Timmy you are ten, my son was seven and
taking showers by himself, why do you need help?".  He got pouty. "I like
the attention".  "Go start the water".  I knew he was going to soak me if I
kept my sweats on.  I undressed his cute little body, with his pecker
sticking out. I gave in and stripped myself. I got in the tub and he
climbed in and sat in front of me. His back touching my cock and balls. I
washed his entire body and his hair. I picked him up and slid down into the
water and put him on top of me. I still didn't fit in the tub but he
stretched out on my chest. My cock was between his legs and his cock and
balls were touching mine. We just laid there. I ran my hands over his
smooth hairless body. The water started to get cold so I picked him up and
stood him on the bath mat. I got out, opened the drain and took a towel to
him and then me. I combed his messy hair, made him brush his teeth.  We
went to his room and I looked around in his drawers, I found pajamas. "Do
you wear these to bed?".  "Sometimes, but I thought we were going to mess
around".  I shook my head.  I dressed him in his pajamas and put him under
the covers. I put my sweats back on. I was going to sleep on the couch, but
his bed did look more comfortable. I laid next to him on top of the
covers. I went out like a light, thinking of the boys and the cops. Timmy
was using my arm as a pillow..

Lisa came home and looked in Timmy's room. I heard the movement and stirred
awake.  She smiled and whispered "I expected you to be in bed with him".  I
moved his head and he remained asleep.  I got up and left the room with
her. "Its one thing for boys to mess around, its another for a stranger to
mess with your son, whether he is willing or not. I would kill someone if
they ever touched my son.  I have to admit Geoff and Timmy are doing their
best to seduce me.  I told them both that I may cave in, but not the first
day". I told her what Danny said. She said "You are welcome to stay here
until the bike is fixed, or as long as you want".  She said good night and
retired to her bed. I returned to Timmy's bed.

I dressed him for school and watched him get on the bus. I called the
Harley dealer and talked to Rich as instructed. About an hour later the
flat bed showed up and took the bike. About another two hours and I got a
call. "We need to order the rims, and the gas shocks, your insurance agent
did the damage assessment. Everything will be taken care of including the
deductable, due to the nature of the accident. We should have the parts in
two or three days".


I went to work on the truck load of gravel, all the tools necessary were
there. At least I had something to do. Lisa went to work. The school bus
stopped and four boys got off. Geoff, Timmy, Marcus and another I didn't
know.  All four came to the house.  Geoff said "This is Raymond or
RayRay". I said hello. "This is Mr. Mike". The new boy looked to be 11 or
12, small white kid. He makes Marcus look like a boy model. He smiled once,
this kid needs a dentist bad. His black framed glasses with thick coke
bottle lenses doesn't help his appearance. My first impression was this kid
gets hung up by his underwear all the time in gym class.  I went back to
work filling in the hole and tamping it down.  Geoff came out with a
beer. "You look like you could use a break".  "Thanks Geoff".  I was ready
to quit. I put the tools back on the truck, and went inside. Not to my
surprise anymore the boys were on the floor with the game controllers, and
down to underwear only. Raymond had boxers on which did surprise me. I
never saw a kid wear boxers. What was hanging out of the boxers did
surprise me.

Geoff whispered in my ear "Are you going to let me have fun with you?".  I
caved in, I did want to drop a nut.  But I said "Only with you and Timmy
around".  He smiled. "Cool. If I can get permission will you let me stay
over tonight?". I said "Its a school night, if you get permission you have
to go to bed when I say and no messing around after lights out, and what
about clothes".  "Deal, I always have clothes over here. Do you want to see
something?".  I gave him a quizitive look.  He got that canary eating grin
on. He said "You know you could have any one or all of us if you wanted
right now.  RayRay let Marcus play".  The game was paused and players
exchanged. Raymond came over to Geoff and I.  Geoff pulled the boys boxers
down to show the surprise. The boy was hairless but had a huge uncut
cock. Geoff started to play with it and it was at full staff in no time. It
wasn't thick yet but stretched about eight inches. It looked like a one
eyed telescope. Geoff dropped to his knees and started to suck the boy
off. The boy fucked his face right in front of me without a care in the
world. I don't know if it was a wet or dry cum in Geoff's mouth. Geoff
grinned at me and said "Your next".  Phone calls were made and Marcus and
Raymond departed for home.

Geoff said "Are you ready?".  I said "Homework and supper first, followed
by showers or baths". Me being the perfect role model father and all.
Timmy chimed into the conversation "Only if you join us, you stink". True
enough I did smell like a Yak.  The boys sat at the kitchen table to do
homework, I made a ham casorole with fresh veggies and a side salad for
supper. The boys scarfed it down. "More please".  I had to laugh. "Mr. Mike
you are a good cook, a lot better than my mom". "Don't tell her that". Of
course I made enough for Lisa as well. We opted for a shower, all three of
us together and all three circumcised cocks pointing straight out at each
other. 3 1/2, 4 1/2 and 7 inch cut cocks ready for action. I was the only
one that had tea bags hanging and full of hair.

I washed Timmy first, head to toe, I ran my finger through his ass crack
and touched his boyhole, still tight and closed. I did the same regiment on
Geoff, my middle finger slipped right in is ass with out hesitation or
restraint. He bent over farther in the shower so I had full access to his
ass. He said "I want to suck you, before you fuck me". Timmy said "Yeah,
and I want to watch". Both boys turned their attention on me to get me
clean. Geoff took extra time on my cock and balls, but not enough to make
me cum. He also cleaned out my asshole like I have never felt before. I
turned off the shower and dried the boys off and then me. I brushed their
hair and made a comment that they should go to a barber once in a while to
get rid of the shag. All I got in response was "Not". Teeth brushed, pisses
and the cleaning ritual was over.

The boys led me to Timmy's room.  They made me lay down on the bed. Geoff
went to work on my cock, Timmy watched, I motioned for Timmy to get on top
of me and I started to suck his little cut cocklet with his small balls
rubbing against my goatie. I had his ass cheeks in my hands. Geoff was an
excelent cock sucker. He sucked my cock, balls and tongued my ass, moving
back and forth from one to an other. Timmy dry climaxed in my mouth and
that was enough for me. I blew my load down Geoff's throat and he sucked
every last drop of cum from my cock, milking me for more. I relaxed for a
few moments and moved Geoff off my cock and Timmy off my face. Timmy went
to work on Geoff's rigid cock, I stopped him in time and I took over. Now I
have boy saliva in my mouth and soon to be boy cum. I sucked Geoff and
stuck my middle finger up his ass and went for the prostrate gland. He was
fucking my face like made, hips bucking, rolling around on the bed, he
couldn't get enough of his boy cock in my mouth. His back was arched up and
he gave me his entire boy load of a couple of drops of sweet tasting boy
cum.

I wasn't done yet. In for a penny in for a pound.  I rolled Geoff over and
stuck my cock in his ass. I started gentle but he likes it rougher. I
started to pound the boy. "Harder please". I fucked the living shit out of
the boy, cock slamming, balls slapping against his ass, I finally came in
his ass, Timmy was cheering us on. I pulled out of Geoff and we both went
to the bathroom to clean up. I put pjs on both of them and told them lights
out.

I slept on the couch and awoke when Lisa came home. "Everything alright?".
"Geoff and Timmy are in his room, homework is done and fed, leftovers are
in the frig if your hungry". "Thank you, Mike".  She looked into the boy's
bedroom, "How did you get them both to wear pajamas?, Timmy is one thing,
but Geoff, you can't keep clothes on him, no less pajamas".  I just
shrugged.

Lisa was asleep, well I thought she was anyway, with the bedroom door
closed. I woke the boys up for school. They both liked the attention of
being babied. Take my clothes off, put my clothes on. I had to admit I was
enjoying it as well. Both boys got blow jobs before breakfast. Timmy's
little 3 1/2 incher first, then Geoff's. Geoff cums just in the right
amount, at least for me. A couple drops of sweet, watery boy cum. I made
pancakes for breakfast. Both boys sat at the kitchen table still naked,
with semi hard ons. I made them brush their teeth and tried to brush their
shaggy hairdos. I guess it is the style now. I got them dressed, socks,
underwear, t-shirts, and jeans.  "Get your stuff ready, the bus will be
here soon".  Geoff said "What about my protein shake to keep me strong and
awake in school".  I thought ok, I started to look through the kitchen
cabinets.  "No dummy, your protein shake". I had switched my sweats bottoms
out for a pair of warm sleeping pants. Open fly in front. Geoff pulled my
cock out and started to suck me off. It didn't take long before I had my 7
inches sticking out my fly.  I was leaning on the end of the kitchen
counter and Geoff was sucking away. I was close to busting a nut and
enjoying the pleasures this boy could produce.  The back bedroom door
opened and Lisa emerged only wearing a t-shirt and not hiding much else. I
was caught red handed, my cock down Geoff's throat.  She said "If they miss
the bus you have to drive them to school, I see you made them breakfast,
thank you".  She turned around to use the bathroom with her ass cheeks
showing below the t-shirt. She did her business and returned to the bedroom
and closed the door.

Timmy said "Please drive us to school today, the bus sucks, it takes
forever".  I unloaded my balls down Geoff's throat. He never missed a drop
of my cum. The bus pulled up at the same time and honked the horn.  Both
boys begged "Please".  I put my still hard cock in my sleeping pants,
grabbed the truck keys and opened the front door and waved the bus driver
off rattling the keys in the air. The school bus pulled away. I closed the
door and both boys went nuts. I said "Shhh, Lisa is trying to sleep". Geoff
said "Now we have more playtime". I said "No, go brush your teeth again,
get your stuff and get in the truck".  "Phooey".  I drove them to school,
Timmy in the middle and Geoff on the other side. The stick shift put my
hand next to Timmy's crotch everytime I hit second or fourth gear. I
dropped Geoff off first at the middle school. Timmy stayed in the middle
seat next to me for the short ride to his school. Before he got out of the
truck he said "Its my turn after school". I know he had a boner walking
into class, he didn't seem to care. I didn't care much either, they can
write it off as a long lost cousin. I was looking forward to this
afternoon.

I drove back to Lisa's house and started to work on the hole again. Lisa
came out with a bottle of water some time later. She said "I knew Geoff
would get you sooner or later, he always does, I don't understand how you
got them to wear pjs to bed, I can't".  I said "Do I have to answer that?"
"Yes, please". "I guess its my charm".  "Bull shit". I said "Maybe its
respect or intimitdation, you are 5'3" and Geoff is the same size as you, I
treat the boys with respect and maybe a father figure to them. I also don't
raise a hand to them. I have seen the bruises on Timmy and you. Excuse me
for being blunt but your husband is an asshole. You should leave with Timmy
and get out of here".She said "I can't leave"

Geoff and Timmy got off the bus and ran into the house at full speed and
tackled me. Damn that hurt. "Boys, that hurt, remember motorcycle
accident". "Sorry Mr. Mike". "Me too". If I didn't have cracked ribs from
the accident I do now. Pain or not it was nice to feel the warmth of the
boys hugging me, and I think they had the same thoughts. Both these boys
were starving for attention, at least fatherly type attention. But they
wanted other attention as well, both were grinding their crotches on my
legs, humping me like dogs. I laughed and said "I hope you didn't ride home
on the bus like that".  They just blushed some, Geoff said "I did".  Timmy
blushed some more "So did I, but we sat in the back".  I said "I guess I
should do something about those boners you have".  "Yeah" in chorus.  I was
ready for them, I pulled the vacuum from behind the couch and turned it on
sticking the hose at their crotches. They both broke out in a fit of
laughter. I miss that sound, I miss my son as well.

I picked Timmy up and carried him to the kitchen counter, I stripped him
and laid him on the counter like a side of beef. Goeff got the idea
quickly. Timmy laid there giggling as the two of us went from side to side
of the counter sucking and licking every inch of his body. Sucking on his
tiny nipples, his cute little inny belly button. I grabbed a dish rag with
some soapy water and washed his ass clean and went back to work on the
boy. Geoff sucked and played with his nipples and I took his boy cock in my
mouth. I moved to his tiny balls, and moved south, Geoff held Timmy's legs
up in the air and I tongued his cute little asshole. Timmy was rolling
around on the counter so we both kept a hand on him so he couldn't fall
off. I returned to his cocklet until he climaxed. Geoff took over on his
cock and I stripped Geoff and then myself. Timmy climaxed three times
before we let him down.

Geoff was the next victim, with the same process, with the only difference
I didn't lick his asshole, too many dicks have been there before me, but
Timmy didn't seem to mind, what are friends for.

They did me the same way. Timmy took my cum first, but couldn't swallow the
load. Geoff took the rest of my cum off of Timmy's face. Geoff kept me hard
and sucked me off again, taking what ever was left in my balls. Timmy held
my legs and Geoff stuck his tongue in my hairy ass.

When all the nuts were blown we cleaned up the counter and floor. I did
laundry and the boys did homework. The phone rang, Timmy answered, "Its for
you".  The bike was fixed and ready. I made supper for the boys, then the
boys took a bath with my help, and I took a shower with their help.

Lisa came home early, she said "I have to work the day shift tomorrow". I
said "Dinner should still be hot, the motorcycle is fixed can you give me a
ride?".  "Sure".  Timmy and I walked Geoff home and walked back.

I got Timmy ready for bed in pjs and Lisa watched from the doorway. "You
are good with kids Mike". I didn't say 'yeah as long as they are boys
willing'. "Thanks, can I use your phone".

I made two calls, the first to my wife, the second to the airlines. "Where
to?".  "Washington DC to Seattle Washington please". Its time to see my son
again.

Hope you enjoyed the story.

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