Date: Thu, 19 Oct 2006 04:09:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Puer Amore <pueresamo@yahoo.com>
Subject: Forgive me, Jody PT V

Forgive me, Jody (PT V)
By
Barry
pueresamo@yahoo.com

Disclaimer: This work is one of fiction. Any resemblance of persons or
places mentioned in this story to actual persons or places is only slightly
more than coincidence.

Copyright 2006 Barry.  All Right Reserved.


We had a delightful afternoon. Trey and Michael were quite taken with Jody
and made lunch a real treat. Jody was having a great time, laughing and
joking and, in general, releasing himself from all his many worries and
woes, and, hopefully, any thought of Gary and home.

After our visit to the clothing store, we decided to take in a movie. It
was a treat for me, since, from the time the lights dimmed and the previews
began, Jody leaned to rest his head on my shoulder and hold my hand in
his. Occasionally, I would look away from the screen to find him looking up
at me with the most loving expression I had ever seen. I was so
touched...utterly smitten by my little Ganymede.

By the end of the movie, I had placed an arm around him and he had snuggled
up to me as at the picnic. His sweet boy-smell had returned and I was
drinking it in.

It had become a cold October night, by the time we returned to the
apartment. Jody was making no secret that he was ready for more one-on-one
time. Frankly, so was I.

As I closed the front door behind us, I noticed the message light on the
answering machine was flashing.

That's unusual! I proclaimed. No one ever calls me, much less leaves a
message.

While I played the message, Jody wasted no time getting naked and, then,
began unpacking his new "duds".

The message was from Joe. It asked that I should call him at home, right
away.

I did so, while Jody continued unpacking his new clothes and trying them on
piece by piece.

I was not prepared for what Joe had to say.






Hey Joe, I said, when Joe answered the phone.

What are you doing home; I thought you'd be at the armory, on duty, till
late tomorrow evening? I queried.

I got an emergency call to come home, Barry. Joe continued:

 Seems Sam had an episode and nearly paralyzed Gary. She came up behind him
and hit him square in the back with a shovel. It did something to his spine
and he couldn't move his legs for quite a while. When she saw that the kid
wasn't faking it, she had to call 911.

Gary's OK, Thank God! Joe continued, but a police report got filed. The
police are familiar with Sam, Barry. I've not mentioned it cause I didn't
think it would come into play such as to affect you and what you're doing
for us. Sam has bipolar-disorder.

Barry, the police say I can either involuntarily commit her, or they will
have to arrest her on assault charges. After talking to her, she is going
to let me take her to Terrell State Hospital, where she agrees on the
committal.

Anyway, Joe continued, Sam won't be back for weeks, maybe months. I can't
leave the boys here alone with only each other for company. That would be
an even bigger disaster.

Would you, could you, keep Jody with you till I can get this all sorted
out, Please? Joe pleaded.

I'll bring you some cash to defray the costs of caring for him. Can you
please help me? Joe concluded.

Of course, Joe. Jody's welcome here for as long as you want. Don't worry
about the money. If I begin to need it, I'll ask for it. I replied.

Thank you, Barry. Thanks a lot. Jody will love the idea, I'm sure. He's
wild about you already. Can you please tell him what's going on? I'd tell
him, but Sam's packed now and ready to go, so I gotta run now. OK? Joe
asked?

Good Luck, Joe! Don't worry about Jody. I'll take good care of him. I said.

Joe hung up the phone. I turned to find my beautiful Jody standing behind
me, radiant in his nakedness, looking at me.

Was that my Dad? He asked.





Yes it was sweetheart. Your prayer to stay here may have been answered,
though not the way either of us would have anticipated.

Jody, sweetheart, your Mom has had a bipolar episode and tried to hurt
Gary. Your Dad is having to have her committed to avoid having criminal
charges filed against her. I'm sorry to have to tell you all this. I
apologized.

 Is Gary OK? Jody asked.

Yes, he is. They examined him at he hospital...but he's OK.

Your Dad wants you to stay with me for, at least a few weeks, perhaps
several months.

Thank God! Jody exclaimed. I'm all yours.

I knew you'd feel that way, sweetheart. I have to say, SO DO I. I replied.

Still, it's too bad for your Mom. I suggested.

Dad should have done this years ago. Her "episodes", as Dad calls them, is
what got us kicked out of the Carney. Jody advised.

Jody went on:

She's been beating the crap out of me for years, Barry. I'm sorry, but I
don't have any sympathy for her. I hope they can help her, but I'm not
sorry for her.

I understand, sweetheart. I advised. I'm sure I'd feel the same way.

For now, let's just relish in the delight that you're here, with me, safe
and sound. I suggested.

Thank God! He repeated.

So......why are you still dressed? Jody asked with a smile and a wink.

I smiled back, loosened my belt and let my pants fall to the floor. Jody
unbuttoned my shirt, and when he had tended to the last button, I took it
off and threw it across the floor with flair.

Jody had me to sit on a chair and knelt in front of me. He took my balls
and cupped them in his hands, squeezing and kneading them. He took one hand
away, after a moment, and put it to his nose, to sniff my essence.



Wonderful, Barry. Your scent is Wonderful! Jody exclaimed.

He went back to kneading my dick and my balls and as my dick became erect,
he would lick away at my frenulum, driving me absolutely wild.

My penis was palpitating wildly as Jody worked it over with his tongue. His
saliva was soon dripping from my glans and my shaft was glistening with it.

It's time, Jody. I whispered.

He grabbed my butt and pulled me deep into him as I gushed cum into his
precious mouth.

Mmmmmmmm, he groaned as he swallowed all but the last mouthful. As before,
he held my hot cum in his mouth and, using it as a lubricant, continued to
move his mouth up and down one me.

I thought my contractions would go on indefinitely, but they finally
subsided.

He slowly removed my penis from his mouth and licked away the residual cum
from my penis and scrotum.

I was on fire for him.

His penis was, by now, hard as a rock, precum dripping from its tip.

Stand up, baby. I advised.

He did.

Now, his delicious penis was right in front of my eager lips.

I scooped the precum from him with my tongue as it strung its way toward
the floor.

Please, come into me Ganymede. I whispered.

He slowly pushed his penis into my waiting mouth. He put his hands behind
my neck and held me still as he stroked his fabulous tool in and out.

When the time arrived, he whispered back to me:

I'm all yours, Barry, here it is.

With that, he shot into me with such force as I had never experienced
before.

It was hot, it was thick, it was delicious and it didn't stop flowing for a
long while.  I was in paradise. Where else could this happen? I thought.

He slowly withdrew his penis and just as it was clear of my lips, he
squeezed the last of his cum to the tip of his penis and painted it onto my
lips.

He knelt and kissed me passionately, on those same lips, tasting his own
essence.

Where did he learn all this? I thought.

Did Ganymede, himself, teach you all this passion and technique? I queried.

He only smiled at me and kissed me again.

When he finished, he looked me lovingly in the eye and said:

Barry, I want you to fuck me. Not tonight, but I want it. I have dreamt
about it for 2 years. It's the only thing still virginal about me. No one
has ever been in there. I've held it back as the one special thing I could
offer my true love. That's you, Barry.

He continued:

I want to make something of a ritual of it. I want it to be unique, almost
sacred. Then I want to surrender myself to you completely. Jody explained.

Please say you will. It will consummate our love. He suggested.

Of course, my love. If that's what you want...we'll make it the most
beautiful and unforgettable experience either of us has ever had. I
replied. It will be beautiful! I exclaimed. Just as you want, my love.

I love you so much, Barry. I can't believe that for 2 years your essence
has been going to waste instead of into me. I've missed out on 2 years of
you that I can't get back. I hoped, in vain, that Dad would invite you to
our house long ago. Mom mentioned it to Dad last Thanksgiving, but he
didn't invite you. I think he was embarrassed cause our house is real small
and plain. Jody instructed.

My dear Jody, I responded, if I had known of your existence and how special
you are and how much I would come to love you...I'd have kicked the door of
your Dad's house right off its hinges to get to you.

He smiled at me, lovingly.....ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me
once more.

How about a hot shower to relax us both, then we get a little shut-eye? I
suggested.



Wow! He exclaimed. My first night to sleep with you. God! That, too, is
something I've dreamt about. Now it's about to happen for real.

The hot water worked on us both and we were ready for some sleep.

We crawled into the bed next to each other.

Can I position us as in my dreams? Jody asked.

Sure, sweetheart. I replied.

He crawled to my left side, his penis dragging along my abdomen as he did
so. He turned onto his side and pulled my right arm around his torso,
holding onto my right hand, forcing me, too, onto my side and up next to
him.

I don't know how much sleep I'll get like this, I thought....with my dick
rubbing against his butt crack.

Let me turn off the light first, sweetheart. I said. I'll need my hand back
for just a moment. OK? I suggested.

Oh, he said. I was embarrassed to tell you. I leave the light on. I'm
afraid of the dark. Please don't laugh at me or anything. Jody informed me.

I would never laugh at you, my sweet boy, NEVER! I assured him.

I've always been afraid of the dark, he said. That's why Gary calls me
Wussy, he offered in a sad tone. Maybe I am a Wussy! He concluded.

Nonsense! I insisted.

Jody, sweetheart, if I had to share a room with Gary, I'd leave a light on
too. I assured him.

Let's try an experiment. I suggested. No one can get to you while you're
with me, I promise. Not Gary, NOT ANYONE!

Let's get back into our positions, with the lights off, but with me hugging
you and you holding my hand just as we were a minute ago. I said.

If I'm wrong, and you're still afraid or can't get comfortable after a few
moments, tell me. I'll turn the light back on. I suggested.




Well.....OK. He said. I trust you, Barry. I'll try it.

OK. I said, as I turned off the light and we resumed our former positions.

After a few moments, I began to ask him if he was OK with the light off.

He was sound asleep.