Date: Mon, 02 Sep 2002 18:59:58 -0500
From: Lonnie Ford <ford_lonnie@hotmail.com>
Subject: Erik-the-runaway part 4

Disclaimer:
The following writing is a work of fiction, from the mind of
me.  This will be my fourth story I have posted at
"Nifty.org" and I would like to take time to thank those who
have written and let me know they like my work.  Also I
would like to thank the fine folks at "Nifty.org" for
posting my work.  Anyway the following contains scenes of
consensual sex between a grown man and a teenager.  If you
should not be reading such material blah blah blah blah.  I
have to make it look good don't I.  Hope you enjoy my
writing.

Also check out in the incest section "My Steven" a 5-part
story,
And in the beginnings section "Jeff" and "Helping Jason"




                      Erik the runaway
                           Part IV



After hanging up with Tom, I went over to where Erik was
sitting.  He looked up at me, after hearing me on the phone;
I could not read him at that point.  "I didn't think she
would show up.  The bitch never wanted to be around me any
other time."  Then he realized what he said, "oh.well she
is."  We spent two hours of him telling me all about Aunt
Helen.  When he finally went to bed he slept fitfully.
Sleep escaped me all night long.  I spent the night on the
deck drinking coffee, smoking, and wondering what tomorrow
would bring.  This was the first time my gift had ever
failed me, I could get no clear picture of tomorrow.

I woke Erik up at 7:00 to get ready for his day in court.
When he was ready to go take his shower he asked me to sit
in there with him.  If he had to leave he wanted to spend
every minute with me that he could.  When he got out of the
shower I dried him off and he sprang a woody.  I gently
brushed over it with the back of my hand.  That was the
first time since Tom called last night that I had thought
anything sexual about Erik.

For breakfast I cooked bacon, eggs, homemade biscuits and
gravy, and he tore into it like a boy gone wild.  But I
truly love to see him eat well.  After breakfast we just
sort of sit in the living room on the couch talking.

"Erik, no matter what happens today I want you to know how
much I love you."  I was beginning to cry just thinking
about what could happen.

He reached up his tiny hand and wiped the tears from my
cheek, "Dan, I love you too.  I don't love you like a father
either, I love you like a boyfriend.  I don't know what is
gonna happen today either but I just wanted you to know."
He said between sobs that were quickly starting to make his
body shake.

I reached out for him and hugged him to my chest.  At that
point in time I never wanted to let him go, I wanted to hold
him forever.  Since he had been here I had fought the urges
I was having toward him, but now if I had the chance I would
take him to bed and make love to his soft warm body.  I
could no longer say a word, all I could do was just hold him
and cry.

Tom had asked for us to be there a little early so we left
the house at 8:45.  We arrived at the courthouse and found
Tom quickly.  He was in the middle of trying to tell another
client the pros and cons of getting a pre-nup.

I was the first one to speak, "Tom, what are we looking at?
What kind of ground is she standing on?  Basically can she
take Erik away from me?"

"That will be up to Erik and what he can tell the court
about her.  Erik can you tell the judge anything bad about
her?"

"Well, about all I can remember about her is that I don't
like her.  Dan tried to get me to get me to think about
things last night but she never was around so I really don't
know her much."  Erik said.

"Look, since yesterday morning when she came out of the
woodwork I have had a man looking into her past trying to
find anything to stop her.  So far he hasn't gotten
anything."

"Why didn't she show up before?"

"Bud I have no idea."  He started, and then seeing someone
he needed to speak with, "I need to go talk to him so go on
in and leave it to me.  It's not over till the fat lady
sings, remember that."

We walked over to a bench and sat down looking like to deer
that has been caught in the headlights.  We were sitting in
silence when she walked up.  Erik just looked at her with a
blank look on his face.  She might have stood 5'6", black
hair pulled back in a bun on the back, tiny sharp features,
and lips pursed.  Damn she looked like the wicked witch of
the west.  She was dressed in a dark green skirt suit that
looked like something an Old Russian woman would wear, heavy
and bland.  Her step was quick, and sharp like her face, and
instantly I hated every fiber of her being.

When she spoke her voice was shrill and crackly, "Oh my dear
Erik, what has happened to you?  What did that man do to
you?"  For a moment I thought she was talking about me.  "I
should have took you instead of Roger.  And you are?"
Looking over at me.

"I am Daniel Joseph Williams madam, and I am the man who
found you nephew after he had run away from that madman."  I
could tell instantly she took a dislike to me from the
remark I had just made.  I knew I wanted to shake her hand,
to try to see if I could get a glimpse of what she was doing
here.  I offered my hand and she took it, and that was all I
needed, hell she was an open book.  She was looking for some
kind of money, some kind of gain from all this.  I needed to
go find Tom, but at the same time I didn't want to leave her
alone with Erik.  Something got her attention so I excused
myself and Erik to go to the bathroom.  I quickly found Tom
and told him what I saw when I touched her.  Just then his
cell phone rang.

Tom spent most of the two hours delaying things waiting for
someone to get there, was all I knew.  Helen spent most of
the time crying false tears, and Erik spent most of the time
fidgeting.  Just as it would seem that the judge was running
out of patience our big break came.  The man that was
working on the check of Helen finally showed.  As luck would
have it, he had talked to several people who were willing to
sign affidavits that she wanted him for the trust fund his
parents had set up for him.  She never wanted him, turns out
she had already enrolled him into a school in Georgia.  When
the judge heard all this and read the affidavits me and my
son was able to leave the courthouse.  The last I saw of
Helen she was wringing her hands swearing vengeance on us.
One thing I would do later that day would be to put a
binding spell on Helen so all her chickens would come home
to roost as soon as she got back home.  I would also keeps
tabs on her from that day forward to make sure she could
not, in any way, do any harm to Erik, but that could be
another story.

The remainder of the day was spent celebrating our victory,
and me finally having a son.  We had stopped at the store to
buy everything we needed to have a cook out in style.  My
mother was there, Tom and his assistant, the man from court,
was there, his secretary, several friends from around town.
We had hamburgers, Italian sausage, Bratwurst, chips, soda,
potato salad, slaw, baked beans, and beer.  We celebrated on
into the night.

Around 10 the last of them left, and Erik asked me the
strangest question.  "Dan, what would have happened to me if
you hadn't found me?  I mean I know there are a bunch of
weirdo's out there but."

"I have tried not to think about it, I am just glad you went
into that old shack to hide."

"That's something else.can we go to the river I want to show
you something."  He said rather coyly.

Walking the four blocks to the river, then to where I found
him I was a bi shocked to not see any sign of the old shack.
There wasn't even any sign of where it had been sitting.
Then in my mind I had tried to see, and could not, the shack
any other time before that day.  I had been going to that
riverfront for the last four years.

"What are you trying to say?"  I questioned him.

"Think about it Dan, I wanted to be found by you so
therefore I made the shack up.  I had seen you many times
before here and I loved you, and I knew you were special
like me."  {Note:  I think that will be my next segment
about his abilities, meaning Erik}
He went on and tried to explain things to me on the way back
to the house.  Thinking back it all made sense to me.

Erik spent a couple of hours playing on the computer; I
cleaned up and had a couple of drinks.  When he turned off
the computer he said he was going to take another shower,
after everything that day we both needed one.  He came back
downstairs in a while in a pair of red silk boxers and that
was it.  Erik walked over to where I was sitting on the deck
and put his arms around my neck and told me he loved me.  I
had to go pretty quick, or my dick would give me away again.
When I got out of the shower I saw Erik standing there, his
boy rod was hard, and I knew then there was no turning back.

"Erik, are you sure?"

"I've never been more sure."

I picked him up and carried him to my bed, once again, but
that night it turned into our bed.

When I got Erik to the bed there was a smile upon his face,
a ready willing participant of what was about to happen.  I
was going to make love to my son, going to touch his firm
boy body, and take his load down my throat.  It had been so
long since I had done this to a boy, not really about a
month, but to me it seemed like an eternity.  I lay Erik
down in the middle of the bed and place my mouth over his
and we kissed.  His mouth was full of passion and
electricity; his kisses were hot and hungry.  The feel of
his tiny tongue battling with mine drove me wild with lust
for him.

I broke away from his mouth and proceeded to kiss every inch
of his young body.  Starting at the hair line, going to each
eye, his tiny pug nose, down his chin to his long thin neck.
His torso was a turn on for me, his tiny dime size nipples
to his navel.  Down his leg was wonderful covered with their
fine boy fuzz.  Then I went back to his boy rod standing in
all it glory nearly six thin boy inches.  By the time he
matured he would be hung like a stud bull.  I hungrily
gobbled up every inch of it and started to slowly suck on
the tasty morsel.  The shower he had just took left him
smelling clean, and the smell of the soap was intoxicating.
Erik was now moaning, and tried to speak but I stopped him,
for I wanted no distractions for our first time.  After a
minute I was rewarded with my first taste of his boy pre
cum.  The salty sweet taste of boy was something I loved and
he was the best I had ever had.  I started licking the head
and Erik started to squirm in the bed, I knew he was in
Heaven.

I lifted his legs up toward his chest and he grabbed them
and held them up and my tongue made its was to his rosebud.
I was more like a madman with a purpose when I got there,
and began to tongue fuck him.  The feel of this sent him
over the edge and he shot his first load, which I went to
his stomach and greedily swallowed every last drop of his
essence.

With a look in his eyez he begged me to fuck him and I
reached over to the table and got the lube and started to
finger fuck him to loosen him up.  First one then two
fingers finally three finger, though they were tight.  I
knew he would be tight and the magic would send me over the
edge in no time.  I slid my fingers out slowly, rubbing
against his tiny prostrate, sending a chill up his spine and
a moan emitting from his mouth.  My cock was positioned at
his ass and I started to push.  The head of my cock went in
good and I started inch by inch pushing my dick deep into
his bowels.  Bottoming out I stopped, and the heat and
tightness drove me the rest of the way over.  I knew I would
only last a moment.  When he got to the point to where it
was comfortable I slowly pulled out to where just the head
remained buried.  Slowly I started to fuck him in earnest.
At first slow then with his begging I sped up until my balls
was slapping against his ass cheeks.

Rubbing against his prostrate he shot his second load and
begged me to cum in him, to make him mine.  That was all the
encouragement I needed.  Looking into his beautiful eyez I
shot the first of my load deep inside his tight ass, my
balls resting on the cheeks of his ass.  I was trying to
climb all the way in, I was pushed to the hilt and spilling
my seed into my son.  Finally collapsing onto Erik I was
spent, and in love with this boy.  We went to sleep in each
other arms that night, when we woke up in the morning fully
rested we made love again.


Thank you so much for all the comments to this series asking
me to continue.  The next installment will be about Erik and
his powers.  It will be written by Erik and the way he sees
the world around him.  Once again thanx.

Luv ya all.
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