Date: Sun, 17 Nov 2002 01:42:19 GMT
From: patcross@kskc.net
Subject: Bobby, Orphanage Kid-6

    As soon as Ron and Alessandro (Sandy) went upstairs, Bobby and Rocco went
into Bobby's bedroom to begin their own explorations. Bobby laid a few beach
towels on his bed, and quietly told Rocco to lie on them, stomach
down. "Bobby," Rocco asked, "would you please call me Rocs? Everyone else does."

    Bobby smiled, saying, "Sure, I will!" Rocs moaned softly as Bobby began
rubbing the lotion into his baby soft skin. "Does it feel good, honey?", Bobby
asked, softly. All Bobby heard in reply was a soft "uh-huh", so he kept on
massaging Rocco's back, taking the time to listen to the younger boy's
responses.

    Bobby knew that Rocco was quite a good soccer player for a 9 year old, so
when he finished with Rocco's back, he went to his legs and massaged them
lovingly. He was so taken with their beauty, he could not help but comment.
"Rocs," he whispered, "your legs are so strong and so beautiful!" Rocco giggled
like a 9 year old and then said, "Bobby, can I ask you something?" Bobby rolled
Rocco over to look in the eye, and said "Sure, ask me anything."

    Rocco swallowed, and said, "I've thought about the night you babysat for
me, and I really want us to be boyfriends. I've spoken to Sandy about it, and
he agrees with my decision. I love you, and I want to share my love with you.
Will you please be my boyfriend, my lover, when the time comes?" Bobby just
looked at Rocco for a moment as his eyes began to fill with tears. "Are you
sure, Rocs?", he squeaked. With a loving smile, Rocco replied, "Oh, yes, Bobby,
I am so sure!" With that, they began to kiss, but Rocco stopped that by
saying "Hold it, mister! You've a massage to finish, THEN we'll make love!"
They laughed, as they looked into each other's eyes again.

    "Lick and suck my toes, please, Bobby," begged Rocco. Bobby started by
licking each toe as if it were a postage stamp, then he sucked on that toe to
finish it off. He licked the underside of each foot, making Rocco squeal with
laughter. "Hey, that tickles!", Rocco complained, but he liked it. Bobby then
licked the remaining areas of Rocco's feet with broad, but loving strokes of
his tongue.

    Rocco was purring like a kitten now, and apparently shot a load of cum on
his stomach. Bobby licked it off Rocco's stomach, and kissed his lover, so they
share the tasty treat. After their kiss, Bobby went back to work and massaged
his lover's legs and lower stomach. By now, Rocco could not keep still. He was
wiggling so much, he was all over the bed.

    Bobby just barely managed to finish the massage when Rocco began to nibble
on his ear. Now, up to that point, Bobby had been able to control himself, but
with a young lover playing with his cock and nibbling on his ear, his teenage
hormones were on overload as both boys, now naked, began kissing passionately,
with their tongues sliding in and out of each others' mouth. Still feeling each
other and kissing, they fell on to Bobby's bed.

    Rocco positioned himself over Bobby's face, as he positioned himself to
suck off Bobby. Soon, the two were engaged in a passionate 69. Rocco took all
every bit of Bobby's cock, right down to the root, and Bobby was driving Rocco
wild with his cock sucking ability. Rocco really enjoyed sucking his lover's
cock. Almost immediately, the two lovers were screaming, " I'm
cummmmmmmmiiiiinnnnnggggg!!!!!!!", just before they swallowed their lover's
load of love juice. When they stopped cumming, they kissed passionately,
swapping juices, and enjoyed the taste.

    They rested for about an hour, talking about boy things, then Rocco, with a
twinkle in his eye, said "Make love to me, please. I need you in me, tonight."
Rocco lie on his back with his feet on Bobby's shoulders. With a serious look,
Bobby asked, "Are you sure you want this now? We can wait." Rocco smiled
sweetly, saying, "I'm ready for you."

    Bobby slowly inserted the head of his penis into Rocco's anus. Rocco
breathed, as if in pain, and Bobby stopped. "My darling," Bobby said, "It will
hurt less if you push out like you're taking a crap." "O-okay," Rocco said,
ready to try again. Bobby pushed forward again, but slower. His cock slid in
farther this time. "How does it feel, lover?", Bobby asked, with concern
written all over his face.

    "It feels much better, now. I think I'm ready.", Rocco said. Bobby started
with slow thrusts, so that Rocco could get used to them. As Rocco got used to
the thrusts, Bobby picked up the pace and thrusted faster. "Oh, My God! This
feels so HOT!! Fuck me, Bobby! FUCK ME!!!", Rocco screamed.

    As their loins slapped together, Bobby felt his balls getting ready to
explode. Oh, how he wanted to fill Rocco's love canal with his juices, marking
him forever as his. Then, he saw Rocco's young cock. He thought of how good
Rocco would feel joined with him. That last thought sent him over the edge of
rational thought as he came inside Rocco's tight ass. Bobby dropped to his back
on the bed, with his legs in the air, begging Rocco to fuck him.

    Rocco, who hadn't yet cum, was mildly surprised, but was pleased by Bobby's
requests. He entered Bobby as gently as Bobby had entered him. Rocco began to
thrust, and Bobby began screaming out Rocco's name in passionate abandon. Soon,
Rocco was cumming in Bobby's ass, also marking him as Rocco's. Tired now, the 2
boys went to sleep, wrapped around each other. The next day would change all of
their lives forever.

    After showers and breakfast, all five of them sat around, discussing the
night before, when there was a knock at the door. Ron  got up to answer it, and
was met by a State Police Officer. "Mr. Ron Phillips?", the officer
asked. "Yes, I'm Ron Phillips. What do you need, Officer?" The officer really
didn't want to be the bearer of bad news, but he had orders. "Are you caring
for Alessando and Rocco Juvencio, Sir?"

    Almost immediately, Ron feared the worst. "What happened?", he
asked. "There was an accident, sir. Their parents car was struck by a drunk
driver. Their father died trying to save his wife and the other children, their
mother is in the hospital, and their twin sons are slightly injured, but okay.
Here is the hospital's address. I'm sorry, Sir." "No, Officer, thank you."

    Ron went back inside. "Boys, I've got some bad news. That was a policeman.
Sandy, Rocs, your mother and father were involved in a traffic accident coming
home. They were hit by a drunk driver." Both boys burst into tears, and began
to ask the hardest question Ron ever had to face. "Are they okay?", they asked,
as one. Ron took them in his loving arms, hugged them tight, and told them the
truth. "Your father died at the scene, as he tried to save the others. Your
mother is alive, in a hospital, and the twins are okay. They just got cuts and
scrapes. Now, everybody into my police car, because we need to get to the
hospital!"

    After clearing it with his superiors, Ron used his light and sirens in
getting these boys to their mother. After they saw her, she wanted to see
Ron. "I wanted to thank you for being there for my boys, and I'm asking you to
be there again." Ron looked confused. "What do you mean?", he asked.

    She replied, "I have almost no family who are willing or able to adopt 4
boys, and I know my husband's family couldn't do it. My husband and I named you
their guardian, if something should happen to us. Of course, You're free to
adopt them, but please let them choose that. That is, except for the twins.
Santi and Doma need a father, and not a guardian. Call it my dying declaration,
or the last request of an old friend, but will you do it?" Ron smiled, "I'd be
happy to. I already love all 4 boys ass if they were part of my family, you
know that."

    With her last breath, and tears running down her cheeks, the boy's mother
smiled and said "Thank you", and she died peacefully. Ron just sat there,
crying like a baby, knowing that his friend had stayed alive long enough to see
that her sons had a family.

    Ron asked the 3 older boys to come into the room. Sandy and Rocs saw their
mother and began crying, softly. They kissed her goodbye, then Bobby did, then
Ron. They went into a conference room to talk. "Boys, you mother and father
made me your guardian, if anything happened. Well, it did. Just before she
died, she said that they had wanted me to adopt Doma and Santi, if they were
too young to decide for themselves. My question to you is, would you object to
this?"

    The 2 boys looked at him, and Sandy spoke. "If you didn't adopt them,
wouldn't our family want us?", he said, with big tears running down down his
face. "I don't think so, Sandy. Your Mother told me that neither side of the
family could handle 4 kids together. You'd be split apart among relatives, at
best. That's what the State would do, place you in different foster homes, and
then put you up for adoption. They'd try to keep you together, but not very
hard. Now, I would be willing to adopt the 4 of you right now, if you're
willing." The 2 boys sat there in shock, for a moment, then they ran to him,
hugging and kissing him.

    I believe I've got my answer.", Ron thought, as he found himself being
surrounded in the nicest looking boy-sandwich he had ever been in, and the best
thing was they were all his family now.