Date: Sat, 02 Mar 2002 16:09:35 -0600
From: Robert Just Robert <kewl_dad_1@msn.com>
Subject: Cory Chapter

Cory
Chapter 7

Boy Band

	Cory mended quickly and with his two closest friends and a buddy, named
Toby they finally formed their band. Cory sang lead and the others sang
harmony and Tony played guitar, Ron keyboards and Toby the drums. Cory wrote
the lyrics to several songs, and I discovered another of his talents. By the
end of the first month they were very polished and really quite good. They
had that Nsync, Back Street Boys sort of sound and if they had been
interested in girls, they would have been able to get all they wanted. They
auditioned for a spot in the school talent show and qualified only halfway
through their number.
	The talent show was the start of something bigger than us all. They had the
audience on their feet and shouting for more, and they gladly obliged. They
won first prize that day but, in the audience was a man who would change all
of our lives. Max Dexter owned a club in town, one of that type that caters
to kids during the week and serves only soft drinks; then on weekends caters
to the 21 and above crowd. He was so impressed with the band, BoysNLuv as
they called themselves, that he booked them for a gig at his club. I thought
Cory was going to wet himself as he ran to me and excitedly explained the
offer. I was not surprised that someone else had noticed how good they were
and happy that success had come so soon.
	The boys practiced every evening and I saw little of them during that time.
I hadn't seen Tony in days and I was pretty much convinced our relationship
was over. I tried to be strong and convince myself it was for the better
but, deep inside I was hurting big time. Cory was so tired by the time he
finally got home each night that we hardly talked anymore. I wanted to ask
him about Tony but, I was too embarrassed. Instead I put on my happy face
and tried to be as supportive as I knew I should be.
	The day of the gig I drove Cory to the club where he was to meet the
others. I was all butterflies as I waited around for Tony to show. He
breezed in, dressed to kill and smiled at me and gave me a high five. He
barely spoke though and I was so disappointed that I know it had to show.
But this was their day and I didn't want to take that away from them. I
excused myself and went to a table the owner had reserved for me and Frank.
	Frank was already sitting at the table and had ordered us soft drinks and
some appetizers. He looked very happy and despite my funk, before too long
we were engaged in lively conversation. Around 8 o'clock the room lights
went down and the announcer came out and everyone sorta quieted down, well
at least as much as a room full of teenagers can. He announced the boys and
the crowd greeted them with catcalls and thunderous applause. The curtain
went up and there were my boys. My eyes misted up as I saw them there on
that stage, and I wondered if they would remember me when they were rich and
famous.
	The first number was a lively intro, mostly instrumental but near the end
Cory bellowed out the few lyrics, eliciting a loud acceptance by the kids. I
felt so proud, and yet I knew I had little to do with the success of the
boys and nothing to do with their talent, unless you count my unwavering
support.
	The gig was very successful and they were invited back the following week.
They wound up playing the club every week for two months. They played school
dances, parties and any gig they could work in during that time as well and
besides the exposure they were raking in some cash as well.
	I became the unofficial chauffeur for the band and wound up trading my car
in for a van to haul all the stuff around. It was fun for the most part and
it kept me busy. I had suppressed my feelings and I tried to treat Tony just
like I did the other boys. Toby was an oddity in the group. He was obviously
straight and he took advantage of the group's notoriety to fill his stable
with sweet young things. He was short and stocky with red hair and a few
freckles around his nose. He had a wicked sense of humor and was a real
jokester. He never took anything seriously and he had no problem getting
along with anyone, including me. He was fun to be around but, my gaydar told
me that he traveled to the beat of a different drum and I had to constantly
remind myself of that fact so as not to chance offending him or giving
myself away. As it turned out, it was totally unnecessary since he had me
figured out right away. He figured his band mates out too, but Toby didn't
let it worry him, he was very cool with it, although he had no interest in
pursuing that lifestyle.
	It was after the second week of the club gig that I finally found myself
alone with Tony. Cory and Ron were off doing something and Toby hadn't shown
up yet, probably busy with one of his fillies I guessed. Tony came up the
stairs and breezed in without knocking, as he usually did. I was sitting at
the computer answering some email and I looked up and saw him and my mind
went numb. All my pain and insecurity rushed up to the front of my mind and
I looked at him in awe. How could I have thought that anyone as wonderful as
the boy who stood before me could find happiness with me. It wasn't fair for
me to allow him to throw away even one minute of his precious youth on
someone like myself, and although I had already decided that he had figured
that out for himself, I decided it was time to end this for good.
	"Sup?" I asked trying not to sound as messed up as I was. My mouth was so
dry it felt like I had been eating cotton. I had a drink on the desk and I
took a sip.
	"Nuttin. Just came to see what you was doin." Tony was so beautiful at that
moment. I let my eyes take in every detail of his face and worked my way
down. My heart ached as I realized that I was losing him, even though we had
only been together once it seemed like we had shared much more.
	"Just checkin my email. Uh..Cor and Ron are out, not sure what they are up
to." I wondered if Tony could sense my nervousness.
	"Yeh, I know. I came to see you." He said eying me with sudden interest.
	"Really? What for?" I asked almost angrily. He hadn't spoken more than four
or five words at a time to me for over a month now and I resented his sudden
interest in me.
	"Geez..are you pissed at me?" He asked looking at me with sad eyes.
	"No, should I be?" I said tried to remain cool but, I don't think I was
very convincing.
	"You are mad at me, oh my God." He said with sudden realization.
	I shut up, something I'm quite good at. He looked at me nervously for a
moment then left the room. I was sick at my stomach and I wondered where the
hell he had gone. I figured he went to the bathroom, since going to my
bedroom made no sense but, nothing was making sense. I heard him call softly
to me and he was definitely in the bedroom. I got up slowly and reluctantly
walked toward the door of my bedroom.
	As I entered I didn't see him at first then I realized he was under the
covers in my bed. My heart was pounding but, I vowed to be strong and not
let sex get in the way of doing what I had to do.
	"What are you doing?" I said as I felt the rage build in me.
	"Come on, get in with me. I want to feel your body next to me. Please?" He
looked so damned cute and it was all I could do not to jump in beside him
and ravage his hot body.
	"Come on, don't be silly."
	He pouted at first, like a little kid who is used to getting his way. He
was looking me squarely in the eyes and my heart was beating so fast I
thought surely he could hear it. My palms were sweaty and my mouth was dry,
my head pounded in time with my heart and I was shaking.
	"I think you should go now." I said with as much force as I could muster
under the circumstances.
	He didn't say a word, I wish he had, he just got up and got dressed. Yes,
he was naked under the covers and sporting a quickly deflating hard on. I
watched as he slowly dressed and looking at me one last time he sadly walked
away. I heard the door close gently, even as much as he hurt he was gentle
as he left. I felt like a total ass though I tried to tell myself if was for
his own good. I fell down face first on the bed and had a good cry.
	By the time Cory got home I had composed myself somewhat and as I started
dinner I tried to act as if nothing was bothering me. Cory however was no
idiot, plus the fact that he had talked to Tony, and he knew something was
up, big time. He didn't say a word until after we had eaten supper and I was
clearing the table. He started helping, something he hadn't done lately
because he was rarely home long enough.
	"Uh, Bob... can we talk?" He said suddenly.
	"Sure, bud. What's up?" I tried to sound cheerful.
	"Uh...Tony is pretty bummed out. I know it's none of my business but..."
	"Oh...well...I think Tony will get over it quickly. I thought he already had...I
mean before today." I said trying to sound nonchalant. I was really lousy at
hiding my feeling from Cory and he knew there was more.
	"Look, I know I'm not the best person to tell you what to do but, Tony
really loves you a lot. And well, you hurt him a bunch today. I know he is a
pain sometimes and he gets things all messed up but, he was crying when he
found me and Ron."
	I was suddenly defensive, and I felt angry for no good reason. "Well, maybe
I got hurt too but, no one cares about that, do they?" Man I was being a
real baby and I hated myself but, couldn't help myself.
	Cory blinked back tears and bit his lip. I kept on clearing and made a loud
noise as I dropped the dishes into the sink. I felt the need to defend
myself but, I knew there was no excuse for my behavior. Man, love can mess
with your head in ways that can only best be described as pathetic. He
stopped looking at me and went to the table and was leaning on a chair. He
pushed the chair under the table and walked into the hallway and
disappeared. He returned a short time later just as I was finishing loading
the dishwasher. He had taken a shower and was still glimmering with wetness.
He wore only a pair of Mickey Mouse boxers that I had given him as a gift
after his first gig at the club. He had worn them almost constantly that
first week, keeping me busy washing them every couple of days. He only slept
in them so they didn't really get dirty, in fact after a couple of days they
were actually better, at least to smell.
	He looked perfect. He had filled out a lot lately and was bulking up, his
stomach was now firm and he had the beginning of a six pack. His hairless
upper body was accentuated by his dark brown quarter sized tits with their
pink nipples standing out in contrast. His belly button was an innie but not
very deep. I could see the knot pink with brown speckles; it reminded me of
a puppy.
His legs were covered by a few downy hairs and they were shapely and strong
looking. He still dripped a little water and he was toweling his hair as he
entered the room.
	"I went ahead and took my shower, I had to take a dump." He said grinning.
	"Thanks for sharing." I said smiling back at him. The sight of his perfect
body had mellowed my mood somewhat.
	"Okay, you done with the dishes?" He asked as he laid the towel on the back
of the nearest chair.
	"Uh huh." I nodded.
	"K, come on let's sit and talk." He said motioning toward the living room.
	"Okay." I said resigning myself to the fact that he would not rest until I
had told him everything. "Let me grab a soda. Want one?"
	"Yeah, Dew."
	I grabbed a couple of 20oz. nr's and headed toward the couch. Cory was
already seated Indian style facing the end where I plopped down wearily. I
handed him the soda and opened my own and took a swig. The carbonation hit
me, tickling my nose and making me belch loudly.
	"Scuse me." I said wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
	"So...what's up with you and Tony? Please don't tell me nothing, cause I know
better." He said slowly opening his soda and taking a little sip.
	I told him everything. I told him how insecure I felt and how I had
convinced myself that there was no way Tony could love an old man like
myself and that I owed it to him to set him free. I went on for 15 or 20
minutes and he listened carefully not saying a word until I finally wound
down and shut up.
	"Okay, now I know what's going on. Well, let me tell you what I think and
then you can make up your own mind. I'm no expert but, I know you pretty
good by now." He stopped and took a slow sip of his soda as I waited
impatiently. It was like I was the kid and I was waiting for my dad to pass
judgment on me.
	"Tony doesn't feel that way. He is really upset cause he feels like he let
you down by spending all his time with the band. He actually told me and Ron
he would quit if it made you happy. We told him that we didn't think you
wanted him to quit. Well, you don't, do you?" He looked at me and paused
waiting for an answer.
	"Of course not. I want him to be happy that's all, and if the band makes
him happy then that`s cool."
	"Well, he is pretty sure he messed up and that it's all his fault. At least
that's what he told us. He said he just got caught up in the fame thing. He
didn't mean to forget you." Cory looked at me and I saw such compassion and
such wisdom that I felt a wave of healing sweep over my troubled soul.
	"But, you need to talk to him and tell him what you just told me. Don't let
things get worse, please." Cory begged and the look in is eyes was
undeniable.
	"I..I don't know if I can. I would feel so stupid. I mean, hell he is 15.
I'm old enough to be his dad, hell I'm older than his dad." I wasn't helping
myself by bringing up my insecurities but, I was trying to be honest.
	"So, who cares? If Tony don't, why should you?" Cory was a voice of reason
in a sea of uncertainty but I was still unsure.
	"What about his dad? Did you ever think how this might hurt him if he found
out, I mean he trusts me. I feel awful just knowing that I did what I did
and every time I see frank I feel guilty."
	"So, he did it to me." Cory said defiantly.
	I had overlooked that key point and I had no answer to his logic. "I really
don't know what to do, I'll be honest. I feel like it's too late to change
what I've done. I just want to forget it."
	"Man, don't let it go. Tony is my bud and you are the most wonderful man I
have ever known. If the two of you didn't get this worked out it would kick
my ass. I love both of you and I want you to be happy. Pleassssse...call
him." Cory had those sad puppy dog eyes and a pouty face that could convince
the pope to have sex. I just nodded and sat staring for a moment. My funk
was interrupted by the phone.
	I jumped up and answered it, happy to have something to take my mind off my
troubles. It was Frank.
	"Hey, Bob we need to talk. Can you come over right now?'
	"Uh, sure. Can Cory come or should I come alone?"
	"Sure bring Cory, he can keep Tony company. See you in a bit." I hung up
and felt my hands shaking. He didn't sound like he was pissed, so I reasoned
he either didn't know about Tony and me, or he was just keeping it in, so as
not to scare me off. I hoped he wasn't luring me over just too kick my ass.
I was an old guy, not built for fighting, and a rough and tumble guy like
Frank could clean my clock pretty quick.
	"Uh, Cor...get dressed. We're going to Tony's." I said nonchalantly.
	"Great." Cory said grinning. He dressed quickly and we were off.
	The drive over was hell for me. I tried not to act scared but I'm not sure
I was very convincing. Cory seemed perfectly fine and kept looking at me
oddly. I dismissed it, deciding that maybe he didn't know how serious my
situation was if Frank wanted to press it. It didn't matter that he had
messed around with Cory, that was immaterial.
	As I parked in the driveway I swallowed hard and made myself get out. I was
filled with sudden dread but, was determined not to show it. I put on a fake
smile as I knocked on the door, Cory at my heels.
	Frank opened the door and was all smiles as he let us in. He offered us
drinks, which we declined and he sent Cory off to Tony's room. He directed
me to the couch and we sat down. He was sipping a beer and looked at me
thoughtfully before beginning.
	Suddenly he turned serious. "How could you do that to Tony?" He asked
suddenly and of course I assumed he meant the sex. I was all ready to defend
myself but he wasn't done. "How could you just blow him off like that. Sure
he did some dumb stuff, ignoring you and all but, man he is hurting really
bad. If you don't love him you shouldn't have told him you did. If the sex
was all you wanted then he would have been cool with that, but he thought..."
Frank was shaking noticeably and a tear had formed in his eye.
	I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He wanted me to love his son, and
the sex didn't bother him? I had a whole new respect for the man who sat
across from me.
	"It's not that." I began slowly. "I love Tony so much it hurts. I just
didn't think he felt the same. I just thought it would be best for him if I
let him go, as much as it hurt." I was crying now and I felt so foolish but,
it seemed to reassure Frank. He moved over near me and put an arm around me.
	"I think we just got a little misunderstanding. I think you and Tony need
some time alone. I'm gonna take Cory out for ice cream." Frank stood up and
and before I could protest he was halfway to Tony's room. I stood up and
looked on helplessly as he returned with Cory in tow. Cory winked as he
passed by and they were gone.
	Tony came out shortly after and looked at me sheepishly.
	"So...want to see my room?" Tony said softly.
	"Sure." I answered smiling. Suddenly I was very happy.
	Inside Tony's room he wasted no time apologizing in the way he knew best.
He had swarmed into my arms and I suddenly had my hands full of soft,
wiggling boy. His mouth was on mine and his tongue was chasing mine around
my mouth. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me and my own cock had
joined him in the dance. I was totally unprepared for this turn of events
but, recovered quickly. I had both of us undressed and on the bed in
seconds.
	I pushed him flat on his back and started at his feet, devouring his soft
firm flesh with my mouth and tongue. He was shaking in anticipation and
moaning lowly as I worked his toes into my mouth, sucking and licking each
one in turn before moving up his legs. I ran my hands under him and he
lifted his bottom and I took a perfect, soft mound in each hand. My finger
found his tight wet hole and he squealed playfully. I was at eye level with
his hot throbbing cock and it was leaking his tasty boy juice. I licked the
tasty nectar from the slit but, didn't linger there. I moved up releasing
his ass and letting my finger slip from his hole, eliciting a sigh from him.
I kissed his sweet lips again and planted soft kisses all over his face and
neck. I nibbled on his ears and whispered "I love you" softy.
	He giggled and I could feel his hardness throb against me. I moved down and
licked his right nipple. It was erect and reminded me of the eraser on a
pencil. I chewed playfully at it and he moaned lowly. I moved to the other
nipple and gave it the same attention and he was breathing heavily and
panting now. He grabbed my head and tried to force me down to his throbbing
need but, I would not be hurried. Instead I licked his chest and placed soft
kisses on his stomach. It was so perfect, the flesh soft yet firm, he
reminded me of some sleek feline. I took all this in and felt my own cock
throb against his leg and I felt the wetness as I leaked like mad.
	I worked my way down to his belly button and stuck my tongue inside,
tasting his hidden treasures. He giggled appreciatively and tried to force
me down to his cock again. I grabbed his hands in my own and held them at
his side. He quickly took the hint, sighing in resignation. I moved down and
sniffed his boyhood and was intoxicated with his aroma. If only they could
bottle this scent, someone would make a fortune; Eu de boy. I licked the
newly secreted boy juice from his hard tool but moved down nuzzling his soft
nuts with my nose. He spread his legs and I took his nuts, one at a time,
into my hungry mouth. He moaned and I could feel him shaking as I washed his
nuts sack with my wicked tongue. I managed to work my tongue into his boy
hole just a little and he rolled his legs up high giving me a better shot at
it. I buried my tongue there and lapped at his bittersweet hole. He moaned
like a French whore, he was really into anal stuff.
	I had had all the foreplay I could handle, and I quickly swallowed down his
throbbing cock. He bucked up quickly and forced the entire length into my
hot wet mouth and I began swirling my tongue around the sensitive ridge and
across his piss slit. He was grinding his pubes into my face as he moaned
and his hands came up again to hold my head in place. I let him take control
and before long he was moving so fast he was only a blur. His ass was
bouncing off the bed as he fucked my willing mouth and I could feel the
movement reverberating in my own body. My own cock was grinding into the
soft bed covers and I felt like I could cum at any moment. Suddenly I was
rewarded by a hot blast of tasty Tony juice as he began unloading in my
greedy mouth. I gobbled down the tasty spunk as he shot off volley after
volley of his ball nectar. I waited until he quit moving and polished his
head with my tongue and cleaned up a little that had spilled on his pubes. I
let him stay in my mouth for a long time just feeling the gentle throbbing
as his heart pumped his hot boy blood through his now satisfied dick.
	Finally he pushed me off and pulled me up onto him and kissed me, tasting
his own jizz on my lips. He moved his soft mouth to my ear and whispered in
a soft, almost embarrassed voice, "You can fuck me now, okay?"
	I didn't need another invitation or waste any time moving him into
position. I knew protection was unnecessary, since we had already gone the
"bareback" route in our first session, so I just pushed his legs up and
mounted him. I was buried balls deep in his ass in moments and he was
gasping for air. I didn't know how long I could hold out; I was so turned on
just by his mere presence. To be buried in his hot love tunnel was more than
my senses could handle. I took maybe thee of four thrusts and I was done,
filling his insides with my hot pent up spunk. I could feel him filling up
and it was running down his butt and onto the bed. I stayed in him for a
long time studying the look of joy on his face as he felt my fullness in his
guts.
	I waited for a few minutes and found I hadn't gone soft or lost my desire
so I went again. This time it was a slow enjoyable fuck for us both and when
I wad done he was ready to plow my willing ass. He pushed me down on the
floor and had me kneel against the bed as he knelt behind me and quickly and
roughly entered me. Tony didn't waste any time with foreplay when he was
ready to fuck and my aching ass was in for one hard long ride. He was
relentless as he pounded my ass and he was drooling on me like some rabid
dog. It was almost humorous, and I wondered what Frank would think of his
little boy if he could see him pushing his hot cock up my tender ass. He
held out much longer than I thought he could and when he came he surprised
me by unloading substantially in my eager ass. We stayed locked together for
so long that I thought he was going to go again but, finally he pulled out
and pulled me up onto the bed. We lay in each other's arms kissing for a
very long time before speaking.
	"I'm so sorry." I said kissing his nose softly.
	"NO, don't be. I messed up, I'm sorry. I love you man and I want to be your
boy for as long as you will have me. I mean...sure I like sex with hot dudes
my age but, this is different. If you can deal with it then I can."
	He had admitted something that I had suspected, that we would not be
exclusive but, it didn't matter. I would be happy to have even a small part
of this wonderful boy and I accepted his offer.
      "I don't care who you fuck as long as I get a chance." I said laughing
softly.
      He grinned and kissed me on the lips. "I love you."
      "I love you too, and I'm really sorry about how I acted. Sometimes I'm
such a baby."
      "You're my baby, baby, and I'm your baby, baby." He sang.
      I giggled and he dissolved into my arms. We didn't speak for the
longest time, instead we basked in each others warmth and love. I never
wanted the night to end, but all too soon Frank and Cory returned and we
hurriedly dressed and appeared red-faced to face them. Tony slipped his hand
in mine and was beaming as he
spoke.
	"We..ummm..got things worked out." He explained as he glanced nervously at
me.
	I put my arm around his shoulder and hugged him. "Yeah, we came to an
agreement." I added bushing.
	"Yeah, and I bet your butts are sore now." Frank said chuckling and
surprising me with his willingness to accept what most would view as
disturbing at the very least.
	I blushed and looked at Cory for support but he was cracking up. "Come on
Bob, I better get you home before you get to stiff to move." He bellowed out
with laughter and everyone except me joined in.
	"Very funny." I said in mock anger. "Come on then, let's go. I got to get
some sleep or this old man won't be able to get out of bed in the morning.
	Tony insisted on kissing me quite properly in front of his dad and Cory and
I was helpless to resist. I gave his cute ass a pat as we parted and I was
humming on the drive home. Cory had that "I told you so" look on his face
and but I wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of admitting he was
right. All was right once again in my little world and I slept better that
night than I had in weeks.

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