Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2005 12:25:39 +0100
From: Jimmy Brandon <jabran36@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chris and Me - Chapter 6

Disclaimer:
The following story contains graphic descriptions of sexual
scenes between an older male and young under age males.  If
material of this nature offends you, then you should not
read this story. Additionally, if the law where you live
forbids you to read such stories, or if you are under the
legal age of consent, you should not proceed any further.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to
persons living or dead, or to events that may have occurred,
is purely coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the
characters in this story are in no way intended to show
approval of, or give sanction to, such activities. Remember,
you should always practice "Safe" sex at all times.

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Chapter 6 - Monday is a Busy Day

In the morning, I woke at the sound of the front door
banging and realised that Mrs Braham had arrived. Chris was
still asleep beside me, and I gently blew in his ear until
he slowly regained consciousness. I bent down and gave him a
lingering, deep kiss to which he responded with passion.
When we finished the kiss he said, "Did you really lick my
ass last night, or did I dream it"? I assured him that it
hadn't been a dream, and that I would be doing it a lot more
if he liked it. He grinned and said it had been the most
fantastic feeling he had ever had and I could do it whenever
I wanted to.

We lay side by side, and in a short while Mrs Braham arrived
with cups of tea for us both. We both sat up, being careful
to keep our naked bodies covered and she said, "I hope you
two had a great weekend with John. I noticed that the other
bed doesn't seem to have been slept in, so I guess you all
shared together". I grinned and said, "You are two observant
for your own good. I can see that there isn't much will get
past your eagle eyes. Still, it does save on the laundry".
Chris said, "John and I always share everything when we
sleep over. It was great that Greg was prepared to let us
share him as well. I hope you don't mind"? Mrs Braham
grinned and said, "Of course I don't mind my love. All I
care about is that you are both happy. And I can see from
your two beaming faces that you are certainly happy".

Mrs. Braham then left us to enjoy our tea, and while we
drank the telephone rang. When I answered it I heard the
voice of my solicitor and I suddenly remembered that we were
supposed to see him on Saturday. Before I could begin to
apologise, he apologised to me and said that his daughter
had had an accident and been taken into hospital on Saturday
morning, and that with all the worry he had completely
forgotten about our appointment. I assured him that it was
OK, and I in turn admitted that I had also forgotten. I then
asked if his daughter was all right, and he assured me that
she was OK. She had fallen from her horse and got
concussion, but a night in hospital under observation had
reassured the doctors that she hadn't suffered any permanent
damage. He then asked when the social worker was due to
call, and I said that we expected him after lunch. He then
suggested that he come over at 9:30am as he had a free hour
then. I said that Chris and I would be waiting for him.

As it was already 8:30, we both got up and went to shower
together. We washed each other, but avoided and sexual
activity quickly got dressed and went down to breakfast. Mrs
Braham had prepared cereal, followed by poached eggs,
grilled bacon and sausages, fresh grilled tomatoes and
mushrooms with crispy fried bread. We washed this down with
orange juice and coffee. By the time we had finished, it was
almost time for the solicitor to arrive, so I went to my
study and got all the forms that Tony had left us and began
to fill in the basic details about myself with Chris
watching over my shoulder. When the solicitor arrived, we
quickly went through everything and completed all the forms.
The solicitor explained all the legal and semi-legal
implications to me, and told me to remember to get the
financial arrangements tied up as well. I assured him that I
wasn't doing this for the money and he said he realised
that, but that I should still get all the money I was
entitled to from the social services. I assured him that I
would make sure I claimed everything I was entitled to
claim. I then signed all the forms, and my solicitor
witnessed them. He then made his excuses and left as he had
another client to see.

By now, it was just gone 10:30. Mrs Braham made us all
coffee, and while we sat in the warm sunshine in the garden
I asked Chris what the requirements were for school uniform.
He told me that he needed black shoes which could not be
trainers, dark grey trousers, sky blue shirts and a school
sweatshirt. I asked where we could get the sweatshirt and he
told me there was a supplier in Collier Row who sold it all.
When we had finishes our coffee, we got in the car and I
drove to Collier Row. The assistant was very helpful and I
got two pairs of the best quality trousers that met the
specification, six shirts so there was one for each day of
the week and a spare, two pairs of the most stylish shoes
that were permitted by the school, and two sweatshirts. I
paid on my credit card, and made sure that I had a receipt
for Tony. As we left the shop I noticed a mobile phone shop,
and I remembered that John had had a mobile with him when he
stayed for the weekend. I told Chris I wanted him to have a
mobile as well, and we went into the shop and after some
enquiries, in spite of Chris telling me that John's phone
was a pay as you go one, I signed a contract for an
agreement with 150 minutes of free calls a month and 200
free text messages. The phone had a camera built into it as
well. Chris was delighted and when we got in the car he gave
me a great big hug and kiss as a thank you. I made him
promise me that he would switch the phone off in school, and
that he would never use it for "Happy Slapping" a very
unpleasant craze that was the rage at the time. He promised
me faithfully that he would never misuse the phone in any
way. I also told him that if he went over the limit fro free
calls, he had to pay the balance from his pocket money.
Although I loved him to bits, and would have given him
anything, I felt he had to learn the value of money, and
this was a first step on the way.

By the time we arrived back home, it was time for lunch. Mrs
Braham had prepared ham salads, and we all three sat down to
have our lunch together. Mrs Braham said she would wait till
Tony had been before she went home, and she took the dishes
away and cleaned up the kitchen. Chris and I decided to
watch some television while we waited.

Tony arrived about forty-five minutes later. I let him in
and Chris turned off the television. Mrs Braham brought a
pot of tea and Tony asked how the weekend had gone. Chris
said it had been great. He told Tony that John had been to
stay, and Tony said he was pleased that I was encouraging
Chris to maintain his friendships. I got out the papers that
Tony needed, and he went through them to check that they
were in order. He said that he would have to take them to
his manager to get them counter-signed, but that he couldn't
see any problem with me being approved, subject to what he
called CRB Clearance. I asked what that was and he said it
was the police checks that I'd completed the form for, to
check that I didn't have any convictions for child
molestation. I assured him that there was nothing like that
that I had to fear while thinking to myself that I'd have to
be very careful.

I then asked about what allowances I was entitled to. Tony
got out some documentation and explained that the allowances
fell under certain headings. I'd get œ73.30 per week
Maintenance allowance. That was to cover things like food,
laundry, electricity and so on. I'd also get œ19.25 per week
clothing allowance and œ12 per week for Chris's pocket
money. On top of that, which was all intended either
directly or indirectly for Chris, I would get a Fostering
Fee of œ350 per week, plus special expenses for things like
birthdays, Christmas, holidays and so on. I was totally
shocked. I had never realised that foster parents got such
generous allowances for what they did. Tony then asked if I
had got Chris's school uniform, and when I told him I had,
he asked for the receipt and said that would be covered as a
special payment.

I said to Tony that this meant that I was going to make
money out of fostering Chris. He grinned and said, "There
are a lot of people who make a living out of fostering. They
don't all do it for the unselfish reasons that you are doing
it for". I was quite taken aback, and I assured Tony and
Chris that I would never do this for the money, and that
while I was willing to accept the money on offer, it would
all be invested for Christ to have when he was older. Chris
lunged at me and gave me a big hug, but thankfully, he
didn't go as far as kissing me. I don't think that Tony
would have approved.

Tony said that he would be in touch about the application as
soon as he had any news, and that he'd ring to arrange his
next visit. Chris showed him to the door, and I stayed in
the lounge in case Tony wanted to say anything to him in
private. I was quite certain that if he did, Chris would
tell me all about it.

Mrs Braham cleared away the cups and made a final check of
the kitchen. She then said that she would get back home, and
I thanked her for all her support.

Chris came back and said that Tony had asked him if he was
still happy staying with me. He said that he had told him
that nothing had changed, and that nothing was likely to
change. I kissed him long and deeply, only ending the kiss
when we both had to come up for air.

When we finished the kiss, I jumped up and said, "Last one
in the pool cooks dinner". I slipped off my polo shirt,
slipped out of my sandals, pulled down my shorts and briefs
in one and was naked in about 5 seconds flat. Chris however
was even faster, and he beat me to the pool by about a whole
second. Looked Like I was going to get Dinner.

I swam ten lengths hard and fast. Then I stopped at the
shallow end and sat on the steps. Chris did a couple of
lengths more than me and then came and sat beside me a
reached up and kissed me passionately again. He then sat on
my lap, and my already half hard cock became rigid as he sat
on top of it. It seemed to slip quite naturally to nestle
along the valley between his ass cheeks, and he flexed his
ass to make it sit comfortably. I reached round and gently
cupped his balls in my hand and played with them while I
slowly stroked his hard boy meat with the other hand.
Chris stood and led me to the loungers and asked me to lie
down. He spread my legs and started licking and kissing my
feet and sucking my toes. Then he kissed and licked his way
up my legs and when he got to my thighs he covered them with
feather-light kisses. Finally, he reached my scrotum and
lapped it all over with his tongue before taking first one
ball and then the other into his mouth and massaging it with
his tongue. He then kissed and licked my entire throbbing
shaft from its root to the head where he gently pulled back
the skin and lightly licked all round the underside of the
corona, finishing at the super-sensitive vee shape
underneath. He then abandoned my cock and lifted my legs to
my chest. I said, "You don't have to do this if you find it
unpleasant My Angel". He grinned and said, "There is no part
of your body I could possibly find unpleasant Greg. I want
to savour the pleasure you did with me last night". With
that he began to lap at my perineum. I began to shudder at
his wonderful attention and he pushed my legs further apart
to fully reveal the inner sanctum of my ass crack and he
began to lick up and down either side, driving me to
extremes of desire. Finally, he sank his nose onto my anal
ring and inhaled deeply, letting out a great sigh, before he
bathed it liberally with his tongue, just as I had done to
him the previous night. He continued to lap the entrance to
my most secret place for several minutes, before returning
to my cock and taking my head into his mouth. Up to this
time, Chris had not taken me down his throat, but now he
tried to swallow me to the hilt, but gagged and had to pull
off. I told him to relax, and when he got his mouth full, to
swallow as if he was swallowing food. He tried this a couple
of times, then on the next attempt I felt my cock enter his
throat and sink down till his nose was nestled in my pubic
hair. He then began to bob up and down. After a few deep
insertions, I suggested he make do with his mouth now as I
didn't want to stretch his throat too much and give him any
pain. Practice would make him able to deep throat me
whenever he wanted, but this was his first attempt, and I
didn't want it to be a bad experience. He then satisfied
himself with taking me as deep in his mouth as he could, and
it wasn't long before I was groaning and thrusting at him as
my shaft went even harder, my mushroom head flared in his
mouth, my balls pulled up to my body and began to pump my
boiling man juice up my fully engorged cock and into Chris's
mouth. I shot five solid ropes of thick, warm, sticky cum
into his mouth, and for all his tender years, he didn't
spill a drop. He continued to suck me and squeeze my balls
until he had drained every drop that was available to him,
then he lot my now softening, and very tender cock slip from
his mouth and climbed on top of me and shared the last
mouthful of my juices with me in a very passionate kiss.

When I had recovered my strength, I blew in his ear and
said, "Chris, My Angel, you are the best thing that has ever
happened to me. I love you with all my heart". He replied,
"I love you as well My Lover, in a way I have never loved
anyone else in my life. You are my life and my very reason
for living. I will be your boy for ever". We kissed again
and fell asleep in each others arms.

I woke to the sound of the telephone. I disentangled myself
from naked boy and went and answered it to find John on the
other end. "Hi Greg", he said. "Thanks again for a wonderful
weekend. I had to wank four times at school today, once in
each break, and twice at lunchtime, just thinking of all the
fun we had together". I told him I hoped he would be saving
some of his wonderful boy honey for the weekend, and he
giggled and said he didn't think he would have any shortage
then. He then asked if he could speak to Chris, and I called
him to the phone and left them to chat while I went and
began to prepare a dinner of gammon steak with eggs and
pineapple rings, fries, peas, grilled tomatoes and grilled
mushrooms. Chris came bounding into the kitchen and said
that John said that all his classmates had been told that he
was now not living with his parents any more and had been
fostered, and that he would be returning to school the next
day. John had said that all the class, especially the twins,
were really excited that he would be back. I think he had
been a little worried about returning to school, but now he
was positively looking forward to it. He said that John had
also arranged to be on MSN Messenger at 7:00pm to chat to
him. We finished our dinner and Chris insisted on clearing
up the kitchen for me, then we went to his room and he
signed in to MSN to find that John was already there and
waiting. Within a few minutes we had the webcams going and
we were all naked together online. John was wanking himself,
and Chris and I were wanking each other. John then asked us
to do a 69 for him which we readily did after arranging the
cam so it would capture us both on the bed. In what seemed
like a very short time, John had cum over his body, and
Chris and I had cum over each others faces. I licked Chris
clean and he did the same to me while John scooped his cum
on his finger and swallowed it 'till he was clean. I then
went downstairs and left the boys to their fun while I
watched some television.

When Chris came down, he told me that John had told him that
the twins had asked if I knew that the two of them wanked
and sucked each other. As I suspected, both Rob and Ricky
had spotted signs that made them suspicious, but John had
said he didn't know if I knew or not. Chris was now sitting
on my lap, and I hugged him close and asked, "Do you think
that we can trust the twins with our secret"? He thought for
a few moments than said, "From what they said to us at the
weekend, I'm absolutely certain that they can be trusted.
They seemed so happy to find someone they could share their
sex with, and they are scared stiff that their parents would
react in the same way my step dad did if they found out. I'm
certain they would keep the secret, specially if they gave
John and I their word". I thought for a moment and the told
him that if the subject came up, and if John agreed, and if
they gave a solemn promise not to tell a soul, he could tell
them the truth about the three of us if he wanted to. He
kissed me and said that he would only do so if they asked,
but that he would find it much easier if they knew all about
our relationship.

Having dealt with that little problem, Chris got our hot
chocolate and biscuits, and when we had finished them and
cleaned up after us, we went up to bed, two tired, but very,
very happy lovers, and having set the alarm for the morning
to get Chris to school, we both quickly fell asleep.



To be Continued......

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