Date: Thu, 25 Sep 2003 19:45:57 -0400
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: Alex Finds a Home Ch 5

Alex Finds a Home
By
Miguel Sanchez

This is a story about gay youth. If this type of material offends you, stop
now and continue no further. Also, if you are not of legal age to read
this, stop also.

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This story is based partly in fact on my very good friend Alex. I wold like
to thank him for all his help in writing the story. You may email him at
qoole33@msn.com Thanks Alex and I love you.

I would like to thank my very good friend T B for his editing and input
with this story. Please check out his many works here in the Archive.

I hope you enjoy this story.

Miguel Sanchez

Chapter 5

I smiled at him as I laid him on the sheets then placed the covers over him
and said, "For you son, anything. I'll have a word with her in the morning.
I wouldn't be surprised if the two of you were playing together by dinner.
Now my sleepy child, close your eyes and get some sleep." I kissed him
gently on the lips and rubbed his head as he closed his eyes to head off to
dreamland.

We went into mine and Dave's room and closed the door behind us. Dave and I
gave Trey a hug and said our good nights to each other and we got ready for
bed as Trey went to his room to go to bed. We did our nightly business,
stripped out of our clothes and cuddled together and drifted off to sleep
ourselves.

I had to use the bathroom sometime during the night and I felt a body next
to mine that wasn't David's. I could see just enough from the glow of the
moonlight coming through the blinds that Alex had crawled onto our bed. I
eased myself out from under the covers and quickly did my business.

I had just got comfortable when I was staring into a pair of soft sky blue
eyes then I heard him whisper to me saying, "Sorry Dad, I had a bad dream.
Mum was beating me and I got scared."

I pulled him close to me so he could spoon himself against my body. He
looked up at me and smiled then I leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on
the lips. Cuddling together, we drifted back off to sleep.

I heard Phillip rustling around in our room and I looked up at him. He
said, "Good morning Michael, did you all sleep well?"

Alex stuck his head out from under the covers and giggling said, "Why thank
you Phillip, I slept like a baby in me Dad's arms."

I reached down to tickle the little rascal then he hopped up and bolted
naked into the bathroom. I heard the familiar sound of water hitting water
and knew he really had to go. I pulled the covers back when I saw him
coming out of the bathroom and he ran back to bed and jumped under the
covers for another cuddle with Dad.

Phillip said, "I wonder what the lad would do if he was modest?"

I had to laugh when he said that. I had quickly learned when Alex trusts
someone, he totally trusts him. He looked at me and said, "Why shouldn't I
trust Phillip? Doesn't he work for you?"

"Yes son," I said. "He does. But I think Phillip thought that most boys
your age only show themselves naked around just the people he knows
best. That's all, son"

"Oh," he said. "I trust him because you do. But if you'd rather I be
covered, I'll do that to."

I sat him on my lap under the covers and said, "Oh, son, I'm not setting
limits on you. I just want you to comfortable here. You do what ever you
feel like doing. I'm sorry it was brought up."

He smiled at me and said, "Thanks Dad. It's great just to finally be myself
and not have people want to take advantage of me when they learn I'm
gay. Do you think it would be all right if my mates Conner, Tom and Julian
could come over some time? They are so cool Dad, and they're gay too. But I
know that doesn't matter with you. I just thought you should know."

I kissed him on the cheek and said, "Sure son, I think that could be
arranged. Now why don't see if your sleepy headed brother is awake yet
because Ramon will be angry if we are late for breakfast."

Alex jumped off his Dad's lap and went into his room to put his robe on. He
headed out the door and walked down to Trey's room. He quietly opened the
door as so not to disturb him if he was still sleeping. Alex walked in and
looked at Trey. His eyes were closed as if he were a sleep but he saw
movement under the covers.

Trey was lying close to the edge of the bed so Alex moved quietly and stood
beside him. As he got closer, he soon realized exactly what was going on
under the covers. In fact, he was so moved by what he saw, his tool began
to grow.

Alex was no stranger to the art of self-gratification. When he was only 11,
Conner showed him the fine art of how to pass the time when one is
alone. By the time he was 12, he was considered by his mates to be a real
expert on the subject.

Trey's hand was moving slowly but his feet began to kick at the covers. In
just a couple of quick moves with his feet, he had the covers completely
off his body and Alex got his first look at his brother's naked body.

"My God," Alex thought. "He's bloody gorgeous. He's just as beautiful as I
imagined."

Trey's free hand began roaming from his quarter size nipples to his large
hair covered balls. He watched in awe as his brother manipulated his tool.
He would gently squeeze the shaft and slide his hand forward to the top and
every once in a while he would take the pre-cum that leaked out and would
lubricate the tip to get more sensation for it when he did.

Alex was in heaven now. Here he was with his brother watching him pleasure
himself. He wanted, in the worse way, to get a feel of an older person's
dick. He wasn't sure if Trey would be angry because he interrupted him or
embarrassed because of the fact Alex had witnessed a very private act. He
was so hoping neither would happen so when Trey brought his hand to the
bottom of his shaft, Alex quickly wrapped his hand above his brothers and
continued stroking.

Trey stopped momentarily because the marvelous feelings were continuing.
Then he turned his head to see what was going on because he knew it wasn't
coming from his hand any longer.

Alex was watching Trey's face so when his eyes opened, he just smiled at
his brother. "Good morning," Alex said in a chipper voice. "Hope you don't
mind me giving you a hand here?"

Trey was in shock. Here is the beautiful 14 year-old angel doing something
he's dreamed of countless times but now that his dream is coming true, he
wasn't sure if he should continue. Trey gently placed his hand on top of
Alex's and said, "Honey, you don't have to do this. This is your home too.
You're a part of this family now, not a sex servant."

Alex looked back at Trey and smiled. He leaned over and gave him a gentle
kiss on the lips and said, "I know I don't have to bro, I want to. I've
never touched a man's willie before and I wanted to know what it felt
like."

Trey looked and him and said, "So tell me honey, what do you think. Is it
everything you expected?

Alex smiled and said, "Oh yes, everything and more. My mates tell me I'm
somewhat of an expert at this so lay back bro and let a master toss you
off."

Trey laid back and let Alex work his magic on his now leaking dick. He used
is free hands to explore himself while Alex worked on his tool. Within a
few minutes, he felt that all to familiar churning down in his balls
informing him of their impending release.

Alex was using every skill he's mastered over these past few years to give
Trey the best climax of his life. Trey left hand played with his nipples
while his right alternated between his balls and his perineum.

His breathing began to get heavier so this was Alex's signal to stroke
faster. Alex squeezed trey's tool a little harder to give the head a better
sensation. Trey began to moan, "Oh god honey, please don't stop now. I'm
sooo close."

Alex now put his hand into overdrive. Trey began to buck his hips in time
with Alex's stroking. Trey felt his balls tighten in their sack and he
could feel his juice work it's way to the top signaling it's release.

Trey was in heaven. He said, "Here is come little man. I'm going to cum
honey. Oh shit baby, here it comes. Ungh! Oh, honey, I'm
ccuuummmiiinnnggg!"  Trey's body got stiff as a board and his dick exploded
with massive blasts of his man juice. Trey fired seven hugs load of juice,
with the first landing on his neck. He relaxed for just a split second then
fired four more rounds covering Alex's hand with his white sticky fluid.

Alex milked the rest of his cum out of his dick until Trey could take no
more. He put his hand on Alex's arm and said, "Honey, what you can do to a
man, but please stop I'm too hyper right now. Come here please."

Alex leaned over to his brother to see what he wanted. Trey leaned forward
and gave Alex a very brotherly kiss to say thank you for what you just did.
He then went into Trey's bathroom to rinse the spunk off his hand and to
bring Trey a warm damp wash cloth so he could clean himself up.

When Alex came back in, Trey had a smile on his face that showed pure
contentment. "So my brother," Alex said. "How did I do? Am I as good as my
mates say I am?"

Trey cleaned the mess off his body then picked Alex up and sat him on his
lap. "Honey," Trey said. "That was absolutely wonderful. I haven't felt
this good in a long time. Thank you baby. Now let's get dressed and down to
breakfast, I'm starving."

Alex ran back to his room and quickly dressed. He came out of his room in
time to meet Dave and I just as we got to the staircase. We slowed when we
saw Alex running to meet us. I tried to holler to him, "Don't run in the
hall," but I was to late. Alex's foot hit the edge of the rug and his body
went flying out from under him. I tried to catch him but everything seemed
to go in slow motion.

Trey came out of his room just as Alex flew in front of him. Trey held his
arms out and caught him in mid air. I stood there shaking and Dave came
over to comfort me. I went over to see if Alex was all right but the
expression on his face told the story.

I didn't know at that moment if I wanted to hug him or kill him but I
decided on hugging him. I took him from Trey and he locked his legs around
my waist and arms around my neck and just buried his face into my neck.

I heard him crying. He turned his face towards my ear and said, "Oh father,
please forgive me. I'm sorry. I just wanted to catch up with you and
Dave. I won't run anymore. Please don't send me back."

I looked at him and said, "Nonsense. I'm not going to send you back for
that. I would, however, like you to see why we don't run in the house. This
is not a playground."

Alex climbed down and straightened his clothes. Once the were fixed
properly he smiled and said, "Quiet right Father, shall we go to
breakfast?" And started for the staircase again.

I gave him a playful pop on the butt and he just looked up at me and smiled
and took my hand as we all went down to breakfast.

Trey had the weekend off so he showed Alex around the grounds when
breakfast was finished. I remembered the promise I made to Alex so I went
into my office to see if I could locate the number of Alex's friend
Rhys. Unable to do so, I rang for Phillip and as usual, he was able to
help.

Once I had the number, I called Rhys' mother on the phone. A gentleman
answered the phone and I said, "Good morning sir. This is Michael Davis
speaking, might I be able to speak with Mrs. Jones?"

The man asked if I could please hold and he would bring her the phone. I
held on for a few minutes and a very stiff woman answered, "This is Mrs.
Jones. I don't believe I got your name sir."

I couldn't believe she wasn't told who I was before she answered the phone
so I said, "Mrs. Jones, this is Michael Davis."

Suddenly this woman began falling all over herself. I wonder if it was
anything that I said? "Mrs. Jones, my son Alex would like the pleasure of
entertaining your son Rhys' this afternoon for dinner. Could this be
arranged?"

She couldn't get the words out of her mouth fast enough. She asked, "What
time would you like him to arrive, sir?"

I replied to her, "Dinner is served at 12:30 so if he's here by noon that
should be fine. Alex would like Rhys to spend the afternoon with him, do
you see that as a problem?"

She quickly replied, "Oh heavens no Mr. Davis. If your generous enough to
offer, Rhys would be pleased to play with your boy."

I knew she was just another snob. I said to her, "Thank you Mrs. Jones.
Please see to it that Rhys has proper play clothes and a pair of swimming
trunks. Alex mentioned something about wanting to use the pool."

"Certainly Mr. Davis," she said. "And please call me Diana. Until later
sir, good bye."

I said my good byes also, "Good bye Diana. I shall look forward to Rhys
arrival." I couldn't believe my ears. I know I have money but shit, this
woman is something else. Rhys and Alex will be able to spend as much time
together as they want if I have anything to do with it.

As I came out of my office I had my arms full of 14 year-old boy. He hugged
me and said, "Did you speak to Rhys' mother yet? What did she say? Can he
come over? Am I going to get to see him? Huh Dad, what did she say?"

I thought to myself, 'If he can't make it in computers, he'll make one hell
of a reporter provided he lets the person he's interviewing answer his
questions first. I said, "Yes son, I did. Rhys will be having dinner here
then you and he can go swimming after wards."

Alex was so excited he was whooping it up so loud poor Phillip came out
into the hall to see what all the commotion was about. I just looked at him
and said, "I just gave Alex some good news." Phillip just smiled and
returned to his duties.

Just before noon, we heard the doorbell ring and Alex was off like a shot
to greet Rhys. He went tearing down the hall to the foyer when Phillip came
out and gave him a stare that would freeze the strongest willed person. He
said, "Master Alex, this is not a play ground. There will be no running in
the home sir. Is that quite clear?"

All of a sudden, Alex remembered the events of the morning then he hit the
brakes. He looked at Phillip and said, "You're quite right Phillip. Please
forgive my rude behavior. I do apologize."

Phillip just smiled at him and said, "You apology is accepted sir." I had
reached the foyer and was beside Alex when Phillip opened the door. He
greeted our guests saying, "Mrs. Jones and Master Jones, I presume? Please
follow me."

They were escorted to where Alex and I were standing. We greeted our guests
and I asked Mrs. Jones if she would like some refreshments but she declined
saying something about already being late for an engagement or something.
Phillip escorted her to the door. Then Alex started being himself. He
looked at Rhys and asked, "Don't you remember me Rhys?"

It took a minute or two to remember whom this kid was considering he hadn't
seen him in several years. He said, "Alex, Alex Daniels, is that you?" Rhys
was so happy to see his friend again that both boys leaped into each
other's arms.

Alex said, "Yeah mate, it's me. But please don't be put off by everything
here. I'm just a normal kid who's soon to be Dad is rich, that's all."

Rhys looked at Alex and asked, "Soon to be Dad? I'll be mate, what
happened?"

Alex took Rhys up to his room and the boys talked until dinner was ready.
Alex hadn't had much time to tell Rhys about all of the hows and the
wherefores as to why he was staying here when Phillip announced that dinner
was being served. I met the boys coming down the staircase and escorted
them into the dining room. Dave and Trey had gone into town to check the
goings on at the safehouse.

We sat down and Phillip served us and the boys began to talk. Rhys looked
at Alex and said, "So Alex fill me in on all that's happened. You're going
to be adopted?"

All of a sudden, the one person in Alex's life was asking him to reveal his
darkest secret. He looked at me and I just nodded my head in moral support.
Alex looked at Rhys and asked him, "Are you sure you really want to know
why I'm being adopted? You and I have been mates for a while but we haven't
seen each other in about a year. I mean I've seen you on your bike many
times.  But when you hear what I have to say, you may hate me."

To be continued


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